I have to put this here because of all the errors posting it as a comment (Attempted response to Chatoyance's Ten Rounds: The Aftermath)

This was supposed to be written as a comment, but the site got huffy and kept giving me errors. Whether commenting is disabled, I have no idea.

A response to Ten Rounds: The Aftermath.

There is a reason why I feel this story is a vile, disgusting creation. Yes, the level of misanthropy here is beyond unbelievable. Yes, Celestia basically mind-rapes the main character into accepting what the original fic established as forced transformation against the will of the transformee (mind rape in itself), which effectively gives it an inverted Hannibal Lecture and Break them by Talking Yes, you sort of shat on the whole premise of the first fic with this little crapshot:

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Thanks for demonizing the humans and not comprehending anything from the first story.
(Dredged and screencapped from the comments section, and the not-so-surprising entirely reasonable downvote mob.)

Yes, you made a shameless fix-it fic. despite the fact that it was, in fact, not a fix-it fic. You suddenly made everyone else but the main character die pointlessly in the original. In fact, the original become rather moot after you read this. Yes, you changed Celestia from her tyrant-figure that she was in the original to some benevolent princess who is actually the victim. Never mind the whole continuity snare Yes, you tried to make a happy ending by perverting the whole point of the first fic in the name of conversion. Yes, you brought shame upon me and every other respectable person when suddenly, the human race doesn't go out with a miraculous shout of defiance, one final echo that humanity made its last stand, but suddenly the rules have changed, and it's now Celestia and the ponies selflessly bringing humanity the cure to what makes people's lives worth living: human nature, and all the beauty that comes with it.

Yes, you did a bunch of really terrible things with this perversion of what was once a fascinating and inspiring viewpoint on what TCB could be. Yes, you took that viewpoint, and dragged it back to what it's always been: people have fought for their survival for thousands of years, and the second some random psuedo-demigod sees some human chop down a tree, she decides she needs to violate the sanctity of earth, flush humanity out with some giant wall of death, and erase everything we've ever done in the name of "saving us".

Have you ever heard of Ben Tre? It's a moderately sized city in what was once South Vietnam. During the Vietnam War, we had to pour a huge amount of artillery fire, ATG missiles, and napalm into that city to keep it from falling to the North Vietnamese. Afterwards, some poor sap was claimed to have said, "It became necessary to destroy the town in order to save it."

A bomb annihilates a schoolhouse Viet Cong troops could use for refuge
The pillboxes and memorials at Normandy, France are erased from existence, and with them the memory of those who fought the greates evil in the history of makind, simply because some aliens decided that it was worth it anyway.

One is an example of why simply saying "It's necessary", or "It's for the best", or "The ends justify the means" is fallacious, and the other is an example of a US air strike during 1968.

No. I'm not going to argue you on any of the above points, because it would be a waste of time. You'd simply dismiss me as an ACB troll, someone who just doesn't understand the message of universal friendship you're trying to spread through Fimfiction and Conversion.

I'm just going to tell you a quote from a movie this summer called Pacific Rim, in which humanity doesn't need to become bastards in order to save themselves, and aren't selfish, greedy pigs. No, humans fought for their survival using some kickass robots, and they saved mankind.

In all our eons, we've seen continents frozen and the sun blotted out by ash.- and we're still here. A decade after K-day, and we're still here.
I've never belived in the end times. We are mankind. Our footprints are on the moon. When the last trumpet sounds and the beast rises from the pit - we will kill it.
-Stacker Pentecost

Interpret it however you like. But I, for one,do understand the message you're pushing with this story and all your others, the one for human assimilation into equinoids, and embracing friendship throughout the world.

I understand it, and in the end, the ramifications truly horrify me.

If you have no idea what I'm talking about, take a look if you wish. If you think I'm inviting drama, then I probably am, but I've been trying for two days to post this as a comment on the story itself, and it's not having it. If you're opposed, then fine. If you want to discuss it, PM me when I'm free and I'll toss my hat in.

Don't care? Then I apologize for wasting your life while you read this blog. Sometimes, ten minutes can make all the difference in the world.