little plastic pilots

In the craggy nooks there did pool a fluid of unspeakable destiny.from this fluid there did rise a pony-like entity that would yibber and shake and corrupt and perfect the very foundations of all existence.and from this entity there did issue a name, a code, a feeling, a dream etched in plastic and sealed in slobber: little plastic pilots

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