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Titanium Dragon

Joined February 2013
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TD is a biomedical engineer by training who presently works as a game designer for Lost Isle Enterprises. He sometimes writes pony fanfiction because, clearly, he doesn't write enough in his day job.

Stories (15)

  • The Stars Ascendant
    When Celestia retreats to the starry realm of ascension in order to look upon the past, Luna joins her to discover what it is that is bothering her.

    2,545 words · 7,627 views · 1,182 likes · 13 dislikes
  • The Collected Poems of Maud Pie
    Maud Pie has written thousands of poems. Here are some of her poems. They're about rocks.
    1,017 words · 2,982 views · 508 likes · 7 dislikes
  • Shotgun Wedding
    Applejack and Rarity spend the night together. Applejack's family approves a bit more than either is comfortable with.
    14,680 words · 3,737 views · 459 likes · 15 dislikes
  • The Stolen Date
    Fluttershy has a blind date. Rainbow Dash does not approve, so takes it on herself to take the date for herself, showing up posing as her date to prevent her from going out with "some creep". But there was more to the date than she thought.
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  • Temptation
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  • The Butterfly's Burden
    10,734 words · 669 views · 94 likes · 2 dislikes
  • Crêpes
    23,523 words · 1,293 views · 140 likes · 7 dislikes
  • We Can't Turn Back Time
    3,586 words · 1,048 views · 78 likes · 4 dislikes
  • Famous Last Words
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  • Better Lairs and Landscaping
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Blog Posts (89)


Maud Pie has written thousands of poems.

Here are some of her poems.

They're about rocks.

First Published
17th Mar 2014
Last Modified
17th Mar 2014

Comments ( 285 )

#1 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 2d ago · 1 · ·

Love it.:pinkiehappy:

#2 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 2d ago · · 2 ·

How hilarious! I need to give this to my science teacher for extra credit :eeyup:

#3 · Chapter 1 · 28w, 2d ago · 11 · ·

Deep, man

#4 · Chapter 13 · 28w, 2d ago · 7 · ·

I love these things. They rock

#5 · Chapter 7 · 28w, 2d ago · 16 · ·

D'awwww! :pinkiehappy:

#6 · Chapter 8 · 28w, 2d ago · 10 · ·

Or when in a muffin basket, apparently.  I'll bet quartz was the decor on Rarity's godawful hat.:raritydespair:

#7 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 2d ago · 19 · ·

Pink rocks, right? :pinkiesad2:

#8 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 2d ago · 1 · ·

beautifull :fluttercry:

#9 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 2d ago · 14 · ·

This poetry is totally underground.

It is also on top of the ground,

And sometimes is the ground.

Poetry of the ground,

It rocks.

#10 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 2d ago · 1 · ·

>>4095801 Of course. :heart:

#11 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 2d ago · · ·

I shall never take you for granite, Titanium.

take my like.

#12 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 2d ago · 19 · ·

Reading rock poems for a laugh.

I laughed, reading rock poems.

Until I read this one.

Then there were surprise feels.

This poem was not about rocks.

#13 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 2d ago · 3 · ·

These are:

     Absolutely grand.

                Mike

#14 · Chapter 4 · 28w, 2d ago · · ·

Hmm, this one actually reads nicely for a poem. I dig it!

#15 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 2d ago · · ·

Rocks. 2edgy4me. Especially this one.

#16 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 2d ago · 5 · ·

This has been oddly addictive and like eating a chip, you can't just read one.

Shame there wasn't a poem about obsidian lava rock (aka the sharp shiny black rock that Aztec weapons were made from), obsidian is awesome.

#17 · Chapter 4 · 28w, 1d ago · 8 · ·

Okay, now I'm reading them aloud in Maud's voice...

#18 · Chapter 7 · 28w, 1d ago · 13 · ·

That's cute... :heart:

#19 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 1d ago · 1 · ·

This poem.  So many feels.

#20 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 1d ago · · ·

This one is my favourite :pinkiesad2:

#21 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 1d ago · 1 · ·

Those were all spectacular. :pinkiehappy:

I especially liked "Sand" and "Understanding Rocks" :twilightsmile:

Very entertaining, insightful, and heart wrenching. :pinkiesad2:

Looking forward to more. I also wrote a few poems about rocks. I'd be delighted if you were to check them out. :scootangel:

#22 · Chapter 9 · 28w, 1d ago · 21 · ·

Don't take it for granite!

I'll see myself out.

#23 · Chapter 10 · 28w, 1d ago · 1 · ·

Truer words were never written. :rainbowlaugh:

#24 · Chapter 12 · 28w, 1d ago · · ·

The best one yet:pinkiesmile:

#25 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 1d ago · 1 · ·

:pinkiesad2::pinkiehappy:

#26 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 1d ago · 2 · ·

Best one, definitely the best one. :pinkiesad2:

#27 · Chapter 19 · 28w, 1d ago · 6 · ·

Didn't Pinkie metamorphosisize, in a way?

#28 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 1d ago · 4 · ·

Families.

#29 · Chapter 17 · 28w, 1d ago · 1 · ·

da meaning....

#30 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 1d ago · 1 · ·

Brilliant! All of them! Number fourteen (can't remember the title) was the best. The first couple made me laugh, but the fourteenth one made me think and gave me feels.

#31 · Chapter 10 · 28w, 1d ago · · ·

This was an especially brilliant one. :pinkiehappy:

#32 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 1d ago · 1 · ·

This reminds me quite a bit of "Alberto Caeiro", one of the personas of the portuguese poet Fernando Pessoa. A bunch were surprisingly good and insightful, but even the others had a very unique and interesting flow.

#33 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 1d ago · · ·

This was genuinely sweet.

#34 · Chapter 12 · 28w, 1d ago · 2 · ·

For a moment I thought this was a Minecraft reference.

#35 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 1d ago · · ·

This is good. Have a thumbs up and a fav.

#36 · Chapter 10 · 28w, 1d ago · 9 · ·

Heavy metal is loud

They should have called it rock.

Bu metals are not rocks

So they shouldn't call it rock.

#37 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 1d ago · 2 · 1 ·
#38 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 1d ago · · 1 ·

i like rocks and some one shuld make a poetry about rock music and a song a bout rocks. i made a poem about rocks

Rocks are rocks

They rock

Like a rock

They're a rock

I like rocks.

:pinkiehappy::pinkiehappy::pinkiehappy::pinkiehappy::pinkiehappy:

#39 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 1d ago · · ·

I teared up a bit. So sweet.

#40 · Chapter 18 · 28w, 1d ago · 7 · ·

This is so deep it's practically bedrock.

#42 · Chapter 5 · 28w, 1d ago · 3 · ·

This one is my favorite. That Author's Note... :rainbowlaugh: TD, you're the best.

#43 · Chapter 9 · 28w, 1d ago · 7 · ·

"Thank you granite." was a simple stroke of genius.

#44 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 1d ago · · ·

I enjoyed these poems.

#45 · Chapter 20 · 28w, 1d ago · 3 · ·

Here I was, reading through these and laughing along... I was not ready for #14.

Very nice collection--very Maud-esque.  It made for a nice Monday follow-up to the episode!

#46 · Chapter 3 · 28w, 1d ago · 3 · ·

*Snaps fingers*

End.

#47 · Chapter 5 · 28w, 1d ago · 7 · ·

Holy shit! I did not know soil was made of rocks.

Rocks that have died, decayed and turned to something new.

More experiments should be made, Maude- err, TD. There is constant life from the death of a rock, and more life from the death of the soil... a cycle, eternal.

Wait... rock>soil>mud

Mud=Maud?

Maud=rock?

#48 · Chapter 14 · 28w, 1d ago · 11 · ·

This is my favorite poem

but

it isn't really about rocks, is it?

#49 · Chapter 7 · 28w, 1d ago · 19 · ·

Not gonna lie, got this idea from another Maud story, but isn't it possible that Boulder once could have been a boulder?

A boulder gets shoved around as the earth shifts, knocking chunks of it off until it eventually lands in a river, where it lands in a river with a great ker-splash! over time, the river manages, with great effort and much flooding at where its banks were once narrow, to roll the boulder off into a waterfall. The boulder lands at the base of the waterfall, where it lands at it's base, splashing water everywhere.

The boulder stays at the bottom of the waterfall for a long time, constantly pelted with water and heavier debris, like other apathetic rocks who have slowly drifted down the river to cause their own eras of mass flooding. Over time, the boulder is scratched at and worn down into a small pebble until it's half the size of a hoof.

Eventually, the half-hoof-sized rock floats down the rest of the river to a bank, where it's constantly eroded and eaten further. After another eternity (although not as long as the previous), it gets lodged in the muddy banks of a calm fork in the river, buried deep in it.

Another eternity later, that mud is dug up and hauled to the Pie rock farm, where it is found much later by a small grey filly who was digging in the dry, chaffing dirt. She sniffs and observes the small abrasions and scratches, each one telling a story of the pebble's life. A dim spark of interest lights up in the filly's head.

With not an upturn of the corners of her eyes or mouth, nor even the sound of a girly squeal of excitement, she takes up the pebble in her mouth with all the grace of a grazing rhino and trudges to her room calmly.

Inside, her heart is beating a bajillion miles per hour, excitement and happiness soaking her over her and over.

She sets the pebble on the table in her room "I'm going to name you boulder."  There is the slightest raising of pitch from her normally gravel-like voice as she smiles for the briefest of moments.

Inside, her heart's still pounding with joy.

#50 · Chapter 8 · 28w, 1d ago · 1 · ·

>>4095793

Yet it yielded a lot of nutritional value, I guess.

What was once art is now food. Maximum value, those clothes made from fruit leather be damned.

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