"Ladies and gentleponies of the scientific community, I have come before you today with a question. What is death?" Twilight Sparkle asked with a proud grin.
The princess loved being in the spotlight at these conferences. I, of course, remained precisely five feet behind and three feet to the right of said spotlight. There were two reasons for this.
Reason number one: As the latest in a long line of Ms. Sparkle's personal assistants, my job was to make hers easier. Competing for attention would accomplish the opposite of that.
Reason number two: As a bookish young griffon who cares little for socializing, I simply do not care for attention. Ms. Sparkle once confided in me that I reminded her of herself at my age.
Enough of that diversion. I adjusted my red ovoid glasses with one talon, then picked up my pen, preparing to carve my way down Ms. Sparkle's much-loved checklists as she began her presentation in earnest.
"Death, in scientific terms," Ms. Sparkle began, "is defined as the passing of a soul from the world. For animals, at least. For life forms without souls, such as blades of grass, daisies, and most other forms of plant life, it is instead defined as the permanent ending of all biological processes."
A number of ponies in the audience gave each other questioning glances, wondering if the princess was going to derail into one of her infamous tangents or remain on topic. I gently tapped my pen on my clipboard as a gentle reminder to the princess to remain on task.
Ms. Sparkle cleared her throat and her horn glowed. Her block of presentation notes lost a full inch of thickness. I gave the clipboard another quick tap. The notes shrank down to a much more concise size. I drew a quick strikeout line through a fair amount of Ms. Sparkle's checklist. I allowed a faint smile to reach my beak. We would remain on schedule.
"More informally, death is the..." Ms. Sparkle's voice wavered ever so slightly. I doubt anyone else in the room would have noticed. "End of social interaction. While memories of friends and family continue to influence one's life, it is no substitute."
Twilight Sparkle slammed her forehooves on the podium, "Today, I redefine death!" she shouted with an ear to ear grin.
The members of the conference were practically jolted out of their seats, whispering to each other with tones of anticipation, curiosity, and in a few instances, grave concern.
I raised the clipboard again. Check, check, check.
"I've prepared a visual aid to better demonstrate my findings." Ms. Sparkle's horn glowed, and the spotlight centered on her dimmed and a second one shone on an easel displaying a crude line drawing of a pony.
Check.
"We begin with a living breathing pony. He has an long and enjoyable life. But one day, tragedy strikes."
I lifted a bright red marker and crossed out the pony's eyes, evoking a shocked gasp from one of the esteemed members of the scientific community.
If Ms. Sparkle noticed (She didn't), she ignored it (She would have), and she continued. "This pony has died. His friends and family will mourn. But what happens to him?"
Working quickly, I drew some arrows pointing down from the deceased pony to a line representing the ground as Ms. Sparkle talked. "The parts of his body that can break down are broken down and return to the earth." I drew some arrows pointing up from the ground at another pony.
"Over time, the atoms eventually return to life as parts of other ponies or life forms. Every part of the body eventually returns to the living world. However..."
I flew up in as unobtrusive a manner as I could, drawing an approximation of a sad-looking ghost, then an arrow pointing up from the pony to the ghost. Check.
Ms. Sparkle pointed a hoof at the ghost, striking it for dramatic effect. "What if the same thing happened to the soul?"
More curious murmurs from the audience. I paid them little heed. I brought the marker to my beak and drew a curved arrow pointing from the ghost back down to the other pony in the increasingly cluttered diagram. With the pen in one talon and clipboard in the other, I checked off another box, before sliding the pen back into the clipboard, removing the marker from my beak, putting the cap back onto the marker, and putting the marker away.
Good riddance.
Very firm check with a flourish on it.
"Now, I realize this is a bit of a bold claim," Ms. Sparkle continued, "But I have developed a spell to prove my hypothesis."
On cue, I poked my head backstage, where an orange earth pony with a glamorously styled blonde mane sat in a soundproofed booth. I gave her a nod and, with a sigh of what I assumed to be relief, opened the booth and walked past me and onto the stage.
Ms. Sparkle smiled. "I would like to thank my volunteer, Ms. Valencia Orange, for agreeing to this demonstration. Would you be so kind as to introduce yourself?"
Ms. Orange blushed slightly as the full attention of the crowd directed itself upon her. "Ah... Good day. My name is Valencia Orange. I'm an event coordinator from Manehattan. I organize celebrations and parties for the social elite. I like bunnies, and my favorite color is rainbow. As for the demonstration... Please, Princess Twilight. No thanks necessary. I could hardly refuse a request from the ruler of Equestria herself."
Ms. Sparkle's ear twitched and she gave a slightly nervous grin. "Oh, there's been a misunderstanding. I'm Twilight Sparkle, not Princess Twilight Sparkle." Ms. Orange raised an eyebrow in confusion.
Ms. Sparkle gave a well-rehearsed explanation that anypony in the world of academia was long since familiar with. "I'm not Princess Twilight Sparkle because Princess Twilight Sparkle can't conduct peer-reviewed magical research because Princess Twilight Sparkle has no peers."
"Then who are you?" Ms. Orange asked, not quite convinced.
Ms. Sparkle placed a hoof on Ms. Orange's shoulder. "I'm Twilight Sparkle, a legally distinct entity from Princess Twilight Sparkle. I'm a researcher of the arcane, much like my dear departed predecessor, Twilight Sparkle." With her magic, she produced an ID card and other legal documents confirming that she was indeed not the princess (despite looking exactly like her) and was in fact simply a unicorn (despite having wings) who happened to be an active member of academia.
Satisfied, or perhaps unwilling to continue this line of discussion, Ms. Orange simply smiled and nodded. "Well, whatever the case may be, a spell to help ponies remember more sounded like it would be quite useful..." She trailed off as she noticed the crude diagram, tilting her head in confusion.
"Very useful," Ms. Sparkle replied. I began setting a series of beakers around Ms. Orange, each filled with potions Ms. Sparkle had prepared ahead of time. "Are you ready?"
Ms. Orange gave a nervous smile. "As ready as I ever shall be."
"Then let's begin." Ms. Sparkle's horn began to glow. The potions around Ms. Orange began to bubble and steam. "Just keep talking and tell me what you remember as the memories come."
Ms. Orange closed her eyes, breathing in the vapor from the mixtures around her. I returned to my clipboard and caught up on my checklist backlog. This demonstration was nearing its end, and it wouldn't do to be behind on my work.
"Ooh, I remembered where I left my rainbow-striped saddlebags," Ms. Orange piped up cheerfully.
Ms. Sparkle smiled. "That means it's working. Now try to remember something a bit more complex. Any skills you're rusty on?"
"Oh, that is a good idea," Ms. Orange replied. "I think... Ooh! Tres bien! I remember high school French!" Her eyes opened, and her smile grew wider.
"Good, good," Ms. Sparkle encouraged her. "Now... think back. Have you ever been to Ponyville?"
"No... Wait." A look of confused recognition came over Ms. Orange's face. "I'm... remembering Ponyville. Somehow." The crowd murmured. "How curious. It's clear as day to me, but I've never been to Ponyville in my life."
"You haven't," Ms. Sparkle said with an excited grin. "You're remembering an old one." I allowed myself a smile. Remaining at Ms. Sparkle's side and witnessing the miracles that unfolded her was the most rewarding part of the job. Ms. Orange could only marvel at the flow of memories.
The glow around Ms. Sparkle's horn intensified. "You weren't always named Valencia Orange. Do you remember who you were?" she asked with a hopeful smile.
"Yes!" Ms. Orange shouted. "My name was Snips!"
So basically, Twilight has made a way for people to remember past lives?
See there is one flaw. Sometimes in the stories like this, Twilight tends to put her friends(who are dead) ahead of ponies who are alive right now(future). I've always found that trope odd. It's as if Twilight doesn't have the emotional maturity to move on.
3684035 Losing people you love leaves scars that never go away. Fiction is full of examples of characters who have a hard time letting go. I can see Twilight doing this.
Overthinker: I know you mentioned wanting this to stand as it is, but...I see potential to continue this. I'd really like to see more of this one. Do consider pressing forward with this.
I would of said pinkie pie...
Okay, checked the tag again to make sure it's comedy; I quite like
where this is going at the moment - though I am not yet sure how
you want to fully marry such a dark topic with comedy. Remember
that fridge horror doesn't care for genre tags.
That said, I can surely see Twilight never getting past losing her best
friends. When you are as asocial as she was and in a position as she
now is in, your friends tend to be as close as family; and losing
family always hurts.
With kind regards,
Ranma-sensei
You have my curiosity.
To the read-later list!
Edit: screw it, I'm reading now.
Edit edit: HOLY CELESTIA, you have an OC called Valencia Orange as well!
...erm, as for the story, nicely done. You have my attention. But seriously, I'm a bit freaked out...
I like how this is going. I bet we have a real piece of gold here if you continue this story.
Keep it up!
Nice! I'm glad to see a topic like this with the [Comedy] tag, it's nice to know that it's not going to turn into some sort of grim downer with Twilight trying to remake her dead friends out of living ponies or somesuch. :)
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Twilight Sparkle wouldn't be ruler of Equestria if she hadn't emotionally matured some over the [REDACTED] years since the series.
She got over the miserable sadness reaction ages ago. I have no interest in exploring that because I heard that there's a story somewhere on FIM Fiction where Twilight's friends die of old age, and Twilight becomes sad. Maybe even two stories. Those have probably explored that topic thoroughly enough.
I didn't understand at first.
or maybe I still don't.... so one quick question:
is Valencia Orange a reincarnation of Snips - or did Snips had a sex change and forcefully forgot about his past life?
stupid question. but when I read the last line, I was like '... wtf? snips is a chick now?'
good read nonetheless!
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The former. Snips would be long, long dead by now.
This is quite interesting... Snips was destined for eternal damnation...
Ok so this is about reincarnation, nice. Ever since I saw the movie Cloud Atlas, anything involving past lives has become a personal favorite of mine. If you haven't seen that movie, I highly recommend it, it could inspire you for this fic, if you're planning a story where Twilight attempts to bring her old friends back to life
One thing I don't understand though is the whole passage about Twilight not being Princess Twilight. Could you clarify that for me?
Nice story overall :)
Oh lookie dare, feature box ahoy.
Odd how that seems to happen with stories I take an interest in.
Imagine if Princess Celestia tried to publish a paper. Can you imagine the scientific community rejecting it? Would they provide feedback on possible errors in it? Would they question the conclusions, or accept them blindly? How much damage could it then do if she turned out to be wrong, if the rest of the world can't conceive of that notion? And would Celestia herself learn anything from the endeavor if nopony challenged her?
(This is also the motivation behind blind review processes, though those only work insofar as authors don't have sufficiently distinctive styles and academic subjects to uniquely identify their work even without a name.)
Twilight's way of heading off that problem is to construct a little fiction that her peers are willing to accept, so that she can participate in the scientific community on the same terms as everyone else: on the strength of her ideas and evidence, nothing more, nothing less.
Oooo.
This looks like it'll be a fun one.
Got my interest.
~Skeeter The Lurker
Hmmm....
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oh god I thought we were free from he and Snail's rain of terror
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What fferror said in post 3685134
Twilight Sparkle as a character, here, is older than the one in the show. Much older. She's a fully matured and self-actualized pony, and as a person who loves research and learning, it only seems natural that she'd become a professional researcher and write papers for peer review. However, doing so would produce a conflict of interest with the other job that'd come naturally to her: Succeeding Princess Celestia as ruler of Equestria.
The whole point of academic peer review is to be proven wrong. You spend years researching something, put loads more time into presenting it, and then throw it out to the sharks to be torn apart for errors in methodology and conclusions.
This become a problem when the researcher throwing their baby into shark-infested waters happens to be Queen of the Sharks. Suddenly, the sharks are afraid to really question the report for errors. Are you going to tell the Shark Queen that she's wrong when she's capable of launching you into the sun, even if you know she won't? Even if you don't see anything wrong, is there really nothing wrong, or is your respect for the Shark Queen going to blind you to the possibility of errors?
That's the reason why Twilight's constructed another legal identity. It's a layer of psychological protection for her not-actually-peers. It's also why she does such an obviously poor job of supporting that legal fiction. If she's getting up in front of them and telling them a blatantly obvious lie about not being the princess, and instead just being some unicorn researcher that looks the same and has the same name, they're going to be in the mood to call her out on something.
When one "Twilight Sparkle" gets too old (or it's convenient for tax purposes), she gets killed off on paper, and another "Twilight Sparkle" comes out of nowhere and continues the research of the old one.
I just want to say that I loved the bit with that legally a different Twilight Sparkle is doing all the academic work.
It is perfectly logical, practical and make no practical sense whatsoever except from a legal point of view. It really felt like Twilight's solution to a problem only she thought was worth addressing.
Congrats on the feature box! Great story, can't wait for more.
Whoa. Featured? That's unexpected! Thank you, everyone!
Well now, this should be fun.
3684440 Maybe even 200 that have all done the exact same things and ended the exact same way and earned the same 'feels' comments from the same four or five idiots.
The past lives thing reminds of the Assassin Creed series, but this seems closer to how Aeon Flux worked.
continueee
*clops hooves in anticipation*
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I used to be intrigued, now you have my attention
Hrmm, I've seen this plot before, usually pops up in fandoms with immortal or long-lived characters. Most of the stories I've seen usually play the reincarnation angle for the drama, or go running head first into creepy dark body-horror town, so I'll admit I'm interested to see this concept applied as a comedy. It's a bit early to tell, but so far you've got a solid start, bringing in Snip's reincarnation right off the bat, and the whole legal identity gag are a good setup for keeping this whole thing light-hearted and fun, doesn't mean there can't be any drama, but you have an interesting future Twilight who doesn't seem to be angsting over her friend's deaths, like I've seen in so many other fics.
Like Seether said at the very beginning of the comments, reincarnation and restoring previous lives memories is really easy to drop a story straight into creepy town, with the old life overriding the current one. Sometimes this gets done on accident, when an author tries to pass off the total destruction of the reincarnated character's current memories and life with barely a paragraph or a reaction from other characters, it starts to look really dark, as it seems as if the current timeline character is possessed or controlled by their past self, rather than being an independent entity with their own experiences and memories before remembering their past life.
Like I said though, it's still too early to tell where you're going with this, I'm imagining a funny story about Twilight attempting to hunt down the reincarnations of her friends and finding out just how similar or different they are from their past selves, then getting into comedic situations as she gives them their past life memories while simultaneously trying to make friends with their current selves. Ultimately, ending up with her learning to appreciate her friends current incarnations, while they get into awkward situations that inevitably result when the ruler of an entire country, and immortal super powerful icon walks up to random common ponies and proclaims that they totally used to be best friends in a past life so now they should hang out again. I could be totally off though, there's a lot of different directions you could take a story like this just from the first chapter.
You have my attention with this.
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Those four or five then went back and reread "My Little Dashie" for the 87th time, crying all the while.
"Your name?"
"Prince Rodriguez Valquez del Volus the Third, second in line for the Sea Pony Throne and Slayer of Jörmungandr - peasant."
"Please drink this. ... your name again?"
"Iron Will! If the gloves don't fit, I freakin' quit."
"Please stop splashing Mr. Will, you'll get our recording instruments wet."
Well THAT blew my mind.
Liked, favorited, keeping an eye on this.
Can someone explain what just happened in plain, simple terms?
Kind of reminds me of another recent fic, Alpha Centauri, where ponies keep reincarnating until they ascend to become stars (like Celestia) after accumulating enough energy.
I'm going to guess you mean "at my age"
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Her spell can make ponies remember the past more clearly and remember their past lives.
3685776 Princesses pay taxes?
3689425 Ok, awesome thanks. I get it now.
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Yes. Yes, I did. I'll go fix that right up!
Some may find it strange that i favorite so little but this has really caught my eye.
Amazing. You would almost be able to pinpoint the EXACT moment when Twilight Sparkle begins on the road to frothing at the mouth with anger, if it didn't occur about five seconds after the chapter ends. At least assuming she was expecting this to be one of her friends.
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I hadn't really decided if Princess Twilight Sparkle pays taxes, but Professor Twilight Sparkle does. She's totally not a princess.
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As someone who is in university, and going to pursue legal education in a short while, I have to say that seeing an author put in such a humorous jab at high-level intellectual and academic pursuits with what Twilight did, and to have it be working on a number of levels, fills my heart with mirth.
Upvoted, favorited, followed, and hoping you develop this idea a little bit further.
Nice build-up, spinning into a completely unexpected ending!
Genius! Good ideas, good humor, great twist (wonder if we see again, too) and really good story premise. So Twily seeks to reunite with her old friends. I wonder who she digs up along the way.
Holy... I was expecting her to say Applejack...
But Snips?! This changes everything!
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I'm totally going to use that line out of context and wait for the reaction.
soo this twilight is a clone and the real twilight rules equestria how long after season 3 is this story?? 100 years??
Hah! Reincarnation's the best.
I wonder who the griffon is?