This story is a sequel to The Faith of Carrot Top
Throughout world history, one of the most consistent aspects of initial contact between two cultures has been sexual. From the ravishes of British exploration in the African tropics, to the dalliance of Cortés’ followers with Aztecs in the Columbian Exchange, human beings create sexual encounters wherever they go.
A long time ago, and in the present day, there were sixteen young men and women who traveled to Equestria through the very first Fifth-Dimensional Hyperplane Gate. These bold humans mingled for three months with ponykind, and when they returned to Earth, they were determined to share the friendship they had discovered with the entire world. What followed were heady days.
These are the love stories of a spacefaring civilization. Some have happy endings, and some sad endings. They seek out strange new life, and build new families of which will be made new civilizations. It is my humble pleasure to offer you a sampling of the tales recounted to a princess on brisk September evening.
The author considers this to be a prequel to The Faith of Carrot Top, and nominally means it to be read after the original story. But Love Letters Written on the Back of a Star Chart also stands quite well on its own.
Cover art by jowybean
>has a professional cover art
>downvoted as fuck.
wat.
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I'm Surprised Too,
Then again, I can't Judge A Virtual Book By It's cover.
This Person Most likely Went the Wattpad Bullshit Way.
Look it up.
Yay! Sequel is finally here, will read it soon.
Great cover art by the way.
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Tell me in PM, pls!
Cool art.
I'll be honest with you, if I was Luke, I would no longer be friends with these people. A mediocre date with Dash? Fine, it happens. Treated like crap by Gilda? Ok, cool, whatever, shit happens.
Impregnated without my knowledge, no matter how fucking short the gestation period might be? We're done. Especially if, as is apparently the case, YOU KNEW WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN. They basically set him up to be raped. As in, sexual intercourse (a form of reproduction, not necessarily requiring penetration) without knowledge or consent. Friends don't fucking do that to other friends. They don't fucking forget that that's what is going on, and they CERTAINLY don't fucking LAUGH about it. This actually made me lose a considerable amount of respect for Lyra, that shit ass. Who the fuck DOES that to someone who's shy, and who apparently doesn't have great self esteem, and who has repeatedly said they are uncomfortable for religious reasons about the idea of seeking love outside of one's species? Then has the unmitigated fucking GALL to continue to call themselves that person's FRIEND?
Then you hook the poor son of a bitch up with a goddamn SPIDER? I mean, I'm trying not to be speciest here, but what in the actual fuck?
Honestly, most of those things can be chalked up to poor judgement, but that pregnancy thing? That's ACTUALLY FUCKED UP. If it were me in that situation, I would feel horrifically violated, and EVEN saying that, I would still feel PARENTAL RESPONSIBILITY TOWARDS WHAT IS ESSENTIALLY MY OFFSPRING. That's just... mindblowing, but hey, I guess RAPE IS FUNNY. Oh wait, it's fucking NOT.
You'll pardon me, I just found out that I am apparently extremely offended for Luke. I apologize if I come across as venomous but this REALLY pushed my buttons.
5692311 Well, I'm with you there, on the impregnation thing.
Kinda sad about that, because this fic in terms of writing and events are hilarious and I actually like the spider, mostly because Luke is kinda "why do I get into this", but somewhat appreciates the opportunity to meet some of these creatures.
That is the stupidest way I have ever seen anyone handle an unwanted admirer. The only way that makes sense is if AJ doesn't truly mind, because otherwise, she should tell him to get lost. Their friendship is apparently already ruined, so there's no "don't want to ruin friendship" or awkward "not sure if I'm misreading signs.
Ha, that was at once heartbreaking and really funny. Still, light at the end of the tunnel, apparently. Hopefully.
The author disclaims all liability resulting from attempts made to use the techniques described above to pick up human girls
I enjoyed some of them, and that was enough.
Now see hair! I'm manely thinking about you!
What a tragically unknown set of stories
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I think this is at perfect levels of known. This is such a waste of talent, holy shit.