Simultaneously able to type 94 wpm and still take five years to finish a story. If you're feeling generous, throw a ko-fi at me.
After the explosion in Canterlot that sent all the changelings flying, Hrit realizes that he is not going to survive the landing. This is cause for some deep soul-searching. If he even has one, that is.
Originally written for the July 2013 Contest for the SFNW, but the contest never materialized, and I just got around to posting it now.
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Poor Hrit. He was just so... 2-dimensional.
I dont whats is 2D about him so or what that means buy it sad to see changelings start when you think about it
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You are a terrible person for saying that and I am a terrible person for laughing at that.
5158203 it means something that only has width, but no depth. Something flat. LIke a cube has 3-dimensions, but the square only has 2 dimensions.
5158435 Come now, Lets go be terrible people together! *skips off to a field of flowers and butter flies with a gas can and a lighter, and a malicious smile*
5159409 YAY!!!
5160594 *dances through the flames, spreading confetti, moustaches, and joy to pyromaniacs everywhere, smiting naysayers straight to the moon*
I honestly half want to write a story that features Hrit as a character. I know he seems to have died here, but perhaps it can be revealed that he was only knocked into a coma? Or something? I just kind of like this guy.
An interesting look into the mind of a changeling.
The synopsis brought to mind a story from Bradbury's Illustrated Man- Kaleidoscope- and I am pleased to say the similarity stays strong after completion. This story is nicely paced with a colourful perspective and excellent ending. A thoroughly enjoyable quickie read.
GAHHH!!! HORRIBLE ALICORN OC! GET IT OUT OF THE TEXT I READ!!!! EVIL!!!! SHUNNN!!!!
Ahem....sorry about that. Please continue.
Don’t worry; natural selection has it all sorted.
I was half-expecting his death to be less anti-climactic, but again, if I were hurtled a hundred miles towards something very hard, I probably wouldn’t be in the mood for a fiery last moment.
I quite enjoyed this. It's actually given me an idea, Hrit talks about the good he's done for ponies. When I write changelings (haven't published any of it yet), they tend to cry about how they've only hurt ponies. Well maybe I'll have somepony argue that point now. Maybe there are two sides to the coin, after all.
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It's my headcanon that changelings absorb all surrounding emotional energy, so it's in their best interest to keep the ponies around them happy.
Glad you enjoyed it!
7434838 Ah, that makes sense. I like to think they absorb anything focused on them, disguised or otherwise. So like, one thing a changeling doesn't want to do is stick out in a crowd, cuz then the flurry of emotions bombarding them will make it hard for them to concentrate on anything.
Of course, if you wanted to, given ponies apparent cartoon abilities to take tremendous blows to the body and then walk away only temporarily dazed, Hrit could wake up at the bottom of the rock some time later. And decide to explore whether or not Changlings were evil, or whether it was all a matter of semantics. If the road to Hell is paved with good intentions, then the road to heaven is paved with evil deeds!
I read a story of an elf who was trying to build a reputation for being evil: He interrupts (by trailing and then laughing at a highly inappropriate time when they thought they were alone) a high-ranking Chief's son about to have an affair with the daughter of a rival tribe -- it turns out it was a plot to subvert his tribes' leadership of the region with a scandal, earning the favor of the Chief. He uses his rank to go into a hospital and release a swarm of bees on one of his rivals who has been accidentally poisoned by a bite -- the bees venom is an antidote to the poison which no one knew, but they think he did. He sells a bogus map to some adventurers to make some gold, they come back to see if he has any other ancient maps as the gold they recovered allowed most of the group to retire and the remainder want more. A child has gone into a dangerous forest he knows quite well -- he laughs at the parents begging their chief to rescue the child until he realizes the little brat stole one of his favorite knives and so he goes to get his knife back from the corpse and ends up saving the child when the beast confronting the child attacks HIM instead. His coin purse snags on a splinter as he's sneaking through the poor section of town to catch a rival in a compromising affair, and the starving peasants spread the word of how he generously left them coins as he walked through the evening, pretending not to notice the hole in his purse. And so forth. Absolutely hilarious.