August 19 [Friday Fun]
August 19
I was a little bit sore from fighting when I woke up, but after a few stretches I felt pretty good, so I walked over to the balcony door and watched the birds through the glass for a bit. Some of the little chickadees saw me coming and flew into a tree but they came right back when I didn't open the door.
It was a nice day out, and I wanted to get in a morning flight so that I would be all loosened up for my trip tomorrow, so I ate a light breakfast of mostly hay and a can of anchovies for quick energy and then put on my flight gear. I called the airplane directors on the radio before I went outside, just so that the talking from the radio wouldn't scare the birds off. They didn't seem to mind too much when I flew off the balcony, I guess 'cause they'd figured out that I was a big, harmless bird.
Dori said I could fly as long as I stayed low before I got to the 131 Highway, so I was just about to open the door when I remembered that I needed more shampoo and conditioner and it would also be nice to get some beer for Jeff's party. Beer was a little cheaper at Meijer than it was at Tiffany's, although it wasn’t as convenient to get there.
So I had to get all the way out of my flight gear to put my saddlebags on, which was kind of annoying. I considered for a moment just strapping them loosely on top, but I knew that if I did that they were going to shift around when I flew and I wouldn’t' like where they wound up.
After I got my gear back on, I went out the door and scattered the birds, then dove off the balcony and by the time I'd climbed to treetop level, I could hear them chirping happily behind me like they do when they're eating.
I decided that instead of following Main Street, I'd parallel it, and just make the final adjustments to get me to Meijer after I'd crossed the 131 Highway, so I was flying over a bunch of houses, and then after that a medium-sized flat-roofed industrial building that smelled oddly spicy. Maybe it was a big kitchen of some sort—there were lots of foods you could buy at Meijer that were already made and put in boxes—or I suppose it could have been a spice cannery.
Then it was back to houses for a while until I started getting close to Drake Road, where there were lots of business buildings. I think it would be fun sometime to just land and go in each one and see what they were, because a lot of their names didn't really tell me much.
I flew past the Taco Bell and made a real shallow turn to line me up with Meijer, and then I decided that I was going to have a little bit of fun before I went shopping, so I made a steeper turn to go out to the Kal-Haven trailhead, 'cause I hadn't been along that way in a while.
The trail was pretty busy this morning. I guess people must like it more than the Nature Center, maybe because it goes somewhere instead of around and back on itself.
I flew along the trail above the trees for about a kilometer, and then I went down through a thin spot in the trees and followed about ten feet above the path, which was taller than any person.
Right after I came down through the trees I saw a couple of people riding bicycles in my direction, and they slowed down as soon as they saw me, and even more when they got close. I waved at them as I passed overhead and I thought by the way the woman was looking at me as I got close meant that she was probably staring as I went past.
A little ways further down the path I saw a cluster of joggers that were all dressed identically in black shorts and maroon shirts. They were going northwest like I was, and I was flying faster then them.
It was hard to be sure but from the back they looked like they were teenagers and when I got close I saw that the backs of their shirts all said Kalamazoo Central Cross Country.
I didn't catch up to them until the trail got to F Ave and then they had to stop and look for traffic. A lot of times joggers will keep on jogging in place while they're waiting to cross a road which looks kind of silly. I never flapped my wings while I was waiting to fly.
All of them were across the road when I got there and I didn't have to slow down because I wasn't on the ground. And I ought to have been paying more attention to how high I was flying, since although it was higher than humans were tall it was not higher than trucks and buses.
Luckily, none of them were coming. I climbed anyways just to be safe, even though I couldn’t see any of them off in the distance. I went over the wires and then dove back down along the trail until I caught up with the joggers and I greeted them as I flew over and on.
I flew until the path got to 8th Street, then I turned around and followed that back to Meijer.
I got my shampoo and conditioner and then I went to look at the beer and I decided that I would get some Angry Orchard cider and as I was going to pay for my beer and shampoo I started thinking that maybe cider would taste really good with maple pancakes. I'd have to have them for dinner, 'cause I didn't want to start out the day drinking.
The woman who tallied up my supplies was really nice and put them in my saddlebags for me, although she wouldn't take the cider out of its cardboard carrier, so that left me a little bit unbalanced with all the beer on one side and the shampoo on the other, and I was glad that I'd taken the time to put my saddlebags on right, or else they'd have slid over and probably dumped all my cider out on the ground.
On my way back, I flew a little bit more north than Main Street, behind the Maple Hill Mall and over the neighborhoods there and I wound up a little bit further north than I'd meant to, 'cause Main Street angles towards downtown. I might not have noticed, except that I remembered where the strange circle of houses is, and knew I had to turn when I saw it.
I was thinking about what I wanted for lunch and I put the cider in the electric icebox and there were still lots of pancakes there and I didn't think that Jeff would mind if one beer was missing when I came over so I lit the oven and put a couple of pancakes in to warm them up then I got out of my flight gear and took a quick shower.
After I'd dried off I ate my pancakes and drank the cider and I'd been right; it was a really good combination of flavors. Maybe I'd suggest it to Zucche and she could tell her mom.
I cleaned off my plate and then I went and got all my flight gear ready for tomorrow. All of my equipment needed to be recharged and I also put new batteries in my blinking light so that I would be ready, and then I turned on the computer and Aric had sent me a message telling me where the resort was.
I looked on the map until I found Granger, but the map wasn't detailed enough to show me exactly where I was going to go. I knew that there were maps on my computer, too, and so I tried to figure out how to find them.
I got interrupted when the doorbell rang and when I went downstairs the mailwoman was there with a long cardboard tube for me. I took it and at first I couldn't figure out why I had a long tube then I realized that the airplane maps must be rolled up inside it.
They were tricky to get out. I bet it would be easier with fingers, but I had to bang it on the floor until the maps slid right up to the very edge and then I had to bite on the very edge and pull the tube away with my hooves before they came out.
Granger wasn't on that map at all, so I went back to the computer to look.
When I found one and went back to see what the address actually was I saw that Aric had sent the address as a link, and when I clicked on it it took me to the map and I could make it bigger or smaller to orient myself.
It looked like it would be pretty easy to get to; I could either fly along the railroad tracks to Dowagiac and then go almost due south, or I could go to Schoolcraft and follow those tracks all the way to Granger. And after that it would be pretty easy to spot from the air; it was just south of a curve in the main road in a big square block of trees.
And the route back would be even easier, because my watch could tell me how to get to the Kalamazoo Airport, and when my route took me over the 131 Highway, I'd just stop following its directions and go back to my apartment the usual way.
And then I set the airplane map on my desk and it was a little bit hard to read but there were instructions that said what all the symbols were, and I found about where Granger must be which was inside of South Bend's circle, so I was either going to have to go under them or else announce myself on the radio and get permission to fly in at altitude.
I was still puzzling over the map when Meghan came in, and she was wearing the pretty dress that I'd laid out for her. I asked if she was worried about it riding up and she said that she wanted to live dangerously.
We snuggled a little bit in the papasan before we went to Jeff's, and she noticed that there were only five Angry Orchards in the electric icebox and said that it wasn't fair that I'd gotten started without her, and I said that I didn't think that Jeff would mind if another one was missing, but she said that she'd rather not start drinking until later, so we took the five beers over to Jeff's.
Angela and David came kinda late, but they had a bean casserole that they called seven layer dip and she told me that it was vegetarian, and that turned out to be really popular. By the time we were done eating and talking, there wasn't any of it left at all.
The only sour note was when Jeff and one of his friends who was called Steve started talking about the presidential candidates and pretty soon they were arguing about how Hillary was a lying cheating crook and how Donald Trump was less qualified than a retarded five year old and they got a little bit loud before someone started talking about the Detroit Tigers and how they might make the World Series this year, and pretty soon everyone was talking about baseball and it was a lot more friendly.
Me and Meghan went back to my apartment and I reminded her to keep the bird feeders full while I was gone and I told her where the seeds were for Aric's. And I said that she could leave a little bit for the mouse but she said that I shouldn't feed mice because that only encouraged them. And then she sat in my computer chair and put the movies from the GoPro on the computer. I sat on her lap for a while but it wasn't very comfortable and I was kind of in her way. She said that maybe if she used the papasan chair that would be better, but she wouldn't be too much longer. She said that tomorrow she'd put the videos on YouTube, rather than spend the time tonight.
And when she pivoted the chair back around I saw what she'd meant about her skirt 'cause it had slid up enough that I would have seen her panties if she'd been wearing any and she saw where I was looking and said that she was almost done then turned back to the computer.
Well, I could be teasing too, so I went around to the other side of the desk and then went under it and stuck my muzzle up against her knees and sort of pushed forward and I didn't think she was going to let me but she did.
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Damn~
Birds don't sing because they are happy, they sing to claim territory. I've read that they claim more territory in the morning than they are willing to defend at night (I see it now. Thank God it's quitting time. If I have to sing one more -ING note, I'll scream)
Joke. British guy goes camping with a Yank. That night an owl starts hooting.
British "What's that?"
Yank "That's an owl"
British "I know that! What I want to know is What's 'owling?
I'm glad that's not my job. It sounds exhausting.
Seemingly, SG wanted tacos for a late-night snack! I bet it was delicious.
Huh. Seven-layer dip as a bean casserole. I suppose that's one way to describe it. Not entirely inaccurate either.
Naughty, naughty silver! Well, Meghan too, since she let silver through
Akk my Moonshell reader on the Nintendo DS flash cart can't handle a 2mb text file... gonna have to split the fic up now.
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The primary purposes of birdsong are claiming territory, attracting mates, and defending territory, but if birds are very excited, they sing too.
GPS to the left of me, ATC to the right, here I am stuck in the middle with U-Haul.
All those Joggers going, quick, wheres me Go, thud. what tree.
I would say take the directions that essentiually put you on your target at the end, even if its a diversion at first. That way the diversion occurs in a reagion you are used to, and the directed flight occurs over the unknown region. Especially if theres a good geo marker at the end.
Typo: and even more when they got clsoe
Every guys dream at the end of the chapter...
It's your new musical instrument! *Brrrrrrrrroooooooooooowwwwwwwwwrrrrrrrrr* What? You've never played the cardboard oboe before?
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She smelled a fire, and like the considerate, helpful weather pegasus that she is, she volunteered to put it out.
I know, I know... I shouldn't be allowed to tell jokes.
7660086
Whoops, almost forgot...
How many guys actually dream about being the one under the desk?
7659451 Oh, I thoroughly appreciate the pain Columbine and Aurora caused this nation and especially Colorado. Your statement didn't come off as inflammatory, but the root cause needed to be addressed. In fact, the mentally ill having access to guns is a very real problem, thanks directly to the HIPAA law. A large majority of the recent mass shootings over the past 10 years were committed by those who were identified as mentally ill--and had it not been for HIPAA, they wouldn't have been able to get those guns.
And I wholeheartedly agree that proper training is needed for anyone getting guns for their protection.
As for guns designed only for murder, unfortunately that is, by definition, what a gun is made for. But then, so is a bow and arrow. Personally, if I was going to chose to commit murder, that would actually be my weapon of choice. The forensics are much harder to tie an arrow used to kill someone to any given bow, since all the surfaces of contact the arrow has with the bow can be easily changed out. Hand gun and rifle barrels--not so much.
Of course, it's much harder to conceal a bow and arrow. And like the bow and arrow, AR15s aren't concealable--unlike handguns, which are actually used in far more homicides both in the US and abroad. Of course, there's a reason mass shooters frequently choose the AR15--there's a certain "cool" factor involved with that style of weapon. They're highly recognizable and the mass shooters want to be recognized. They're often trying to make a statement of some sort by going on their killing sprees.
The point I was trying to make was: be wary of those who promise they "can fix the problem" by passing yet another law--just remember, those very same people were the ones who passed HIPAA. And they knew exactly what was in it when they signed it into law!
Must be nice to just go for a jog at work and be able to keep jobbing.
close
jobbing?
and even more when they got clsoe.
Dang beat me to it.
I love all the innuendos.
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Nah, the TV and newspapers said they were mentally ill, there's a difference. What most of them are is ideologically motivated actors. They very often write or film manifestos that explain why they did what they did.
However, "he was insane" is much easier to fit in a TV news format than a long explanation that white people can also be terrorists.
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With all due respect you do not know what you are talking about here. Changing the barrel on an average semiautomatic handgun literally takes 30 seconds and does not require tools. It is a very common item to pull out to clean during a field strip. For a rifle, depends a bit on the model, but still relatively easy. The upper w/barrel and firing pin on an AR15 can be changed by pulling two pins and takes seconds, although that is one of the easier ones. The forensics on shot bullets is also somewhat of a murky thing anyways.
I would also argue guns are not designed for murder but for defense, target shooting (lots of fun), and hunting (for food), remember there is a very big distinction between to kill and to murder.
I mean, ok, but what's there to have an argument about?
7661203
You're implying that it's the newspapers and TV that are making the diagnosis as to their mental health histories.
Except the news media doesn't make such decisions. They report what they've been told from verifiable sources or they risk getting sued out of business. Believe it or not, even criminals, convicted or not, have rights against slander and liable.
And I'm sorry, but unless you've got data to show that whites who commit crimes are being identified as "being insane" more frequently than other races, that statement just smacks of racism.
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Who's sitting in the chair?
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Except you're forgetting one important thing: where are you going to get the replacement barrel? They just don't grow on trees, you know.
Forensics for bullets are all about what leave the mark on the bullet: the shell casings, the barrel, and anything it hits along the way. And if they can find any shell casings lying about, then they have something they can tie to your firing pin as well as your weapon's chamber, on top of your barrel. Criminal forensics is a more exact science than weather forecasting, after all.
They look for any scratches that were caused by those points of contact--and there's no two weapons that will ever make the same scratch pattern to a bullet. Indeed, your gun will leave different scratches on every bullet you fire, since each bullet will leave its own set of scratches on your weapon in turn. So they can even tell the order of firing for each bullet!
The only time they have problems is when the bullet is too mangled to map out its pristine scratch pattern--but unless you're absolutely 100% sure that bullet is even beyond God's ability to ID the shooter, chances are the forensics experts will be able to do so. And don't forget, those chances go up exponentially if you shoot more than one bullet at the scene.
Yes, you can remove your barrel and firing pin for cleaning as well as your magazine and chambering mechanism, but you'd never be able to alter the scratch patterns such that the forensics experts wouldn't be able to tie your bullets to your gun at a crime scene.
For a bow and arrow, things are much easier for the shooter: The make of the arrow, which includes the feathers--so destroy any unused arrows after the crime, they can't trace the murder arrow used to you. The surfaces of the bow (the felt pad and brush for compound bows) and string on which the arrow and feathers might contact can easily be covered with temporary materials and subsequently removed to prevent directly identifying the bow from which it was fired. If you're careful to not leave fingerprints on your arrows, then the only thing you have to worry about is if they have video or witnesses to check on.
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agreed!!
Obviously, which one of those disasters was the worst choice--we've all got to survive the next 4 years, whichever is chosen
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Replacement barrels are sold commonly and pretty cheaply, for example take the ubiquitous Glock 17 or Beretta 92FS. The barrel is ~120-130$ for either and can be ordered online and takes moments to change. You can also buy the whole slide (with firing pin, extractor, etc.) to change just as easily, meaning no part of the gun that touched the bullet/cartridge is in any way traceable. Only lower receivers have any type of registered serial number. Swap in your burner slide and barrel, do your shooting and swap back the original, which depending on your state will be part that has had any trace fires done. This literally takes moments. If you paid cash, there is no tracking the barrel/etc. back to you if they even find it. Hell, you can even change caliber if you plan it well enough. Also, realize that different scratches per bullet/cartridge making matching harder. Remember they would do a test fire of any suspected gun to match and compare the parts that are the same between the two.
I'm not saying you can't change parts on the bow and arrow, but it unnecessarily complicates things. It would take longer to swap out the bits on the bow and destroy your arrows. I would also worry about increased risk of DNA contamination on the arrow due to the larger surface and proximity to your body during firing. Overall, it is more complicated, less efficient, harder to hide, requires more skill, and is more unique. Now for stealth I could see a big advantage due to the reduced noise, and the ability to get around the shot sound detector/locators some places have fielded. Not what I would pick as a first choice unless the circumstances were very specific.
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I, for one, wouldn't mind to be the one under the desk from time to time...
Ah, once more it's time to point out why I love this story so much. The comments.
The comments are currently split between fellatio fantasies and murder forensics. Beautiful.
How about utilizing your position under that desk as the perfect alibi and cover when using a crossbow for a really complex murder in a nudist camp?
What? I'm sure it could be done!
Silver can't even open a package without being adorable.
Also, I think that comparison might be unfair to five year olds.
No. she's counting on it.
"Oops, didn't mean to.
"
Mission accomplished.
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Who's the perspective in all this?
7662012 What? It's no different from Fantasy Football.
Besides, I'm still in the middle of March--I've not caught up to August, so I can't help you with "under the desk" yet. Temporal spoilers, you know.
7661656 The "mentally ill" narrative starts and ends without any professional medical diagnosis, only journalists who are really hyped to talk about the poor loner who was quiet and good at schoolwork, and ignore all evidence to the contrary, namely written and filmed manifestos where they explain their ideological motivation.
This happens because the media has a now 15 year strong narrative that terrorist = arab or muslim, and so is unwilling to entertain the idea that whites are also terrorists. Don't give me any bullshit accusations of being racist against white people please, I'm English.
Does Silver actually understand she has to pay off the credit card?
7645256 I actually don't know. I haven't been to Bryan for years. Grandpa has all the money, and often comes out to visit me instead.
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Corrections made; thank you!
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Silver Glow is a little minx.
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So in the morning, they're all like "everything I see is mine," and come nightfall, it's like "Don't fuck with my nest but if you want to sit on that branch I don't care."
Related, when out-of-territory crows find a nice piece of carrion, they call for more crows to come and get it, so that by the time the crow whose territory they're in shows up, he's outnumbered. If a crow finds a piece of carrion in his own territory, he keeps his beak shut.
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True fact: the first time I saw a pre-made one at Meijer, I thought it was a casserole.
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They're both equally naughty.
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I wonder how talking birds factor into it? One of the birds my ex had to babysit once would 'sneeze' and then as often as not say 'bless you'--but I wonder what he thought he was saying by doing that?
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Yeah, those are totally the best. Get a good, simple path over unknown territory, and take the simple, foolproof route over the new territory.
7660086
Depends on who's sitting in the chair
7660122
Silly, it's a didgeridoo.
Exactly! It's the friendly thing to do!
7660223
Do be sure to wear gloves, since I bet the fletching can pick up DNA.
And as I recall, a lot of guns can very easily have the barrel and firing pin changed, and if I were an assassin, I would make sure to have spares handy. Also FWIW, there is (or was) a commercially available barrel insert for your flare gun, so you could shoot actual bullets out of it instead of flares. I'm sure it wasn't all that accurate, but if you're committing a murder on a boat, nothing more innocuous than a flare gun.
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7661203
It's also easier for your average person to think about, rather than all the nuances that brought the massacre to pass. Since obviously, only an insane person would be a mass murderer.
7661573
Now that you mention this, I seem to recall a political commercial where the democratic hopeful--presumably having been accused by his republican opponent that he wanted to take away everyone's guns--assembled a machine gun while blindfolded. I guess that's something that they teach in the army.
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7661692
Well, for better or worse now we know which disaster we picked.
7662012
I know, right? You never know what subject's gonna crop up.
Hmm, that would be doable. Ballistics would be interesting, and depending on the circumstances, getting rid of the bow would be a problem. You wouldn't have to worry about GSR or blood splatter on your clothes, though.
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You're darn right. Silver Glow isn't aware of this 'subtle' technique, though.
Silver Glow probably does that with her tail all the time--turnabout's fair play, right?
7662121
As long as it isn't her boyfriend or her stallionfriend in the chair.
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Technically, she doesn't; reasonable expenses are covered as part of the exchange. So another fun part of Mister Salvatore's job is justifying things that a pony buys with her credit card. Luckily for him, Silver Glow has lower expectations than some ponies, so instead of a $1200/month apartment, hers only costs a third of that, which gives him some major wiggle room in the budget. And when he's got enough lead time, he can get creative and get companies to send him products for the pegasus to test out (like a Garmin Pilot's Watch, for example).
7663589
Hmm, I'll have to look at the Google maps, then.
...yup, looks like they do.
7682775
They do. Quite a bit sometimes. Luckily now that we've had the election, everything has calmed down and gone back to normal.
One thing I've been curious about is the liqour she buys in the store; are American stores alowed to sell liqour regardless of the percentage? Cuz here in Sweden(and probably in Europe as a whole) or is there a limit while the
harder stuff is at the actual Liquor Store?
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The rules vary from state to state. Here in Michigan, as far as I know, there are two licenses for stores, one to sell beer and one to sell liquor. But almost anyone can get them; in my local town, the grocery store sells liquor and also one of the gas stations does.
Silver, pony, no offense, and I love you but.... I hate you. No being should be that peppy and cheery after getting up before sunrise.
Well, I'm sure to a pegasus, that omelette mixture might smell good......
Silly omelette filling snacker pony!
D'awwww cute caring pony, knowing how much confusion she causes around ATC's not used to their new Overlords and wanting to avoid the hassle for them.
I want to see what would happen if that ultralight dude had said that to RD.
And pony learns not to trust water near dirt mines.
Yes, Pon deserves treat, just for being Pony, but also for being a good pony and getting plenty of exercise.
Whelp, she should be glad she didn't fry some electronics, and another warning note to add to "A pegasi's guide t flying on Earth" don't discharge through limbs carrying equipment. Granted, that won't matter once the high tech pony flying power armor suit is done, that will just store the zaps to fuel the lightning canon.
Also, YAY! Pony is learning how to Human. Want something? You can find it online.
Being able to go long distances without need of a car or caring about traffic for the sake of seeing naked people. #pegaperks.
Silver indulging her inner kitty with those sunbeams. Also, thought.... what level of bizzareness would Celestia napping in a sunbeam be? And would she hold the sun still to keep it in place?
Meghan, just accept the nakeyness and go see other nakey people, help you get better at being nakey. By the time she comes back from Equestria, she's going to try and live at one of hose places.
Also, again, YAY! Hero pony movie! Why Hero Pony no get rewarded for being Hero Pony!?
And true, shorter, more just the highlight videos would be easier to watch and get more views, but there would totally be more people then you think that would want the whole thing too.
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+2 to Combat Maneuver Defense versus trip attempts.... per limb over two.
Pony snuggles, best wake up alarm ever!
Needing extra layers due to one layer not being thick enough, #clothingproblems
Good question from Silver, I actually don't own any clothes I can't wear to work other then like,one swimsuit.
Paying attention to the plants and the details of how they grow, Aquamarine would be proud.
Yes, good pony not randomly eating mushrooms, also, very good idea pony, no athlete's hoof for you.
Nettles...... nom...... okay then......
Silly cute good pony feeling all ashamed at a snack she isn't supposed to have. You go have that snack pony!
I'm sure you can talk Peggy into it, she is very accommodating to Pony.
And Silver is finally noticing the pattern to the Bible. People screw up, god fucks them over, repeat. Except Job, that one threw in a twist. 'Person does nothing wrong at all, God fucks him over."
And yeah.... not many people are going to listen to the guy babbling about how he's the messenger of God.
I'm sure some dude showing upat the other courts just to say "Hey, you better watch out, our sky-daddy is going to beat you up soon!"
And yes, the name should have been a clue. Also the track record of nothing good happens in the bible that isn't over shadowed by the shit going wrong.
We see her pegasus mindset of not really getting the attachment people have to their stuff coming through.
"God's love was kind of conditional and kind of unconditional."
Hence why Celestia is the better figure to follow. She is the one 'omni-'that really matters. Omnibenevolent.
No... no..this isn't like a mother at all, those rules, are for a good reason, these are..... just random 'because I said so' things, most of which aren't even 'his' rules, but stuff some asshole with a redwood up his ass came up with to claim were because he hated other people having fun. Really not agreeing with that point of view at all. And what 'lesson' did they have to 'learn'? Beyond...
And yes, very good point from Silver about the storms, but not the same, as she's not looking at WHAT exactly they were doing wrong beyond 'not following the rules' what rules were they breaking? The storm thing was a clear danger, this? Yeah.........
Silver fails to even notice her best defense, is she's too cute to bonk easily. It is why the Ponies shall conquer easily, they are to adorable to fight against.
I was even thinking about why she didn't toss in a few bucks to her fighting, and then, well time for some training in doing just that. Once they make sure she's not going accidentally get some a Darwin Award for letting a pony kick them
And yet nothing from Camelback for their single greatest sales driver ever. And yeah, Silver has to come in nice and under budget. Gusty.. not many Pony budgets take a clothing allowance into account.
D'awww the little tweety birdies getting used to the big, silly birdie.
Pony really tends to over do the whole Occam's Razor thing with going for the simplest answer. "Smells like a spice, must be a spice cannery."
Yeah, getting buzzed by a pegasus while jogging is the type of thing that will make people stare a bit Silver.
People who run a lot, simply for fun.... Silver, be careful, you are following crazy people.
Love pony logic. "I want to have these with pancakes, but too early to drink, therefor, I shall have pancakes later when I can drink!" It's so adorable how single minded and determined she can be over the cutest little things.
We also see that absent a direct force, Pony has poor ability to delay gratification. Can't wait to try out that cider.
You have a long tube because those are awesome! Too bad she didn't get one end stuck on her muzzle. Also, getting stuff out of document tubes #ponyproblems
And pony finds a new toy, Goggle-Maps! Which is even BETTER for pegasi then people, since an aerial view is perfect for them.
Go smart pony, figuring out that map so fast!
Yeah, talking politics is going to ruin any party, and that just gets worse every year.
At least the deflection into sports worked. But only in America, since you try that elsewhere, and it's going to bring up what everyone else calls Football and well....... yeah that can only end in blood.
But Meghan, feeding the mice is so adorable!
Going commando in a short, ride up dress. Pony is being a very naughty influence on her.
Also, Silver.... your idea of 'teasing' needs a bit of work, that's just going right for what you want. You silly little insatiable pony!
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Some ponies are just naturally early risers. Others (Cayenne) like to sleep until noon.
I’ll admit, when I make complicated lunches at the group home, I’ll sometimes snack on the ingredients.
This is why the pony invasion would be the best.
Like if Canada invaded, really. Nice and polite new overlords.
He’d wind up tasting the rainbow, that’s what would happen.
Even though it usually looks really pretty.
Once again, setting her apart from the average American, for sure.
Gotta figure that most of the radio equipment can handle short bits of transient voltage (although if she’d grounded through the main board, that probably would have killed it).
Pegasus-powered lighting cannons would be both horrifying and epic. And that makes me wonder if she could play in the output of a tesla coil? I bet she probably could, and there’s a good chance it wouldn’t hurt her too much.
Actually, I now also wonder if pegasi might be immune to tasers and stun guns? [in my headcanon, unicorns aren’t.]
Everything is online these days. Which, when searching for weird stuff, is convenient. On the other hand, it does take some of the challenge and reward out of finding something really obscure. . . .
“It’s close in a straight line, so I’ll just fly there.”
There was once a story of an XO who ordered a ship (or a fleet, depending on the source) turned, to keep the sun out of his eyes.
If Celestia wants to nap in a sunbeam, that sunbeam will stay there as long as Celestia wants it to.
Yeah, Meghan should really get over her final inhibitions and truly embrace the pony lifestyle. Even if it’s weird at first, she’ll grow to love it.
[FWIW, I don’t think that Meghan would be a person to just toss off all her clothes the moment she stepped into Equestria, but I do think that she’d wind up wearing less and less as time went by, and probably within a week or two--maybe less--wouldn’t bother at all as long as the weather was favorable. And at the end of that time she’d probably be wondering why she hadn’t done it sooner.]
You know, to her mind she’s just doing her duty. No more unusual than a firefighter being awarded for putting out a fire, or a police officer giving a speeding ticket or something like that. Of course, to the human point of view . . .
The trick, in my mind, is figuring out what parts to speed up (because you could totally skim by some of them).
Although I might be wrong; the Slow-Mo guys posted the raw footage of Pyrex breaking at 343,000 fps. The video is 19 hours long; about 1 minute of it is the glass shattering (at the 10:52 mark), and then another hour or so of it falling in very VERY slow motion . . . and that’s got 7 million views, so. . . .
Is that the actual rule? I do remember that in D&D (and Pathfinder) that tripping quadrupeds was at a penalty.
Tripping a centipede, you’re probably fucked.
Wake up, yes. For getting out of bed in a timely manner? Not so much.
Worth it.
She should just grow a fur coat and be done with it (which Meghan totally would do if she could).
Whereas I have all sorts of clothes I either couldn’t or shouldn’t wear to work. Well. mostly shouldn’t, I suppose. Nothing to stop me from going in in a tux, for example, but that’s not really a good outfit for the shop.
Even a pegasus pays some attention to nature. Especially if it’s the tasty parts of nature . . . or the parts that should be avoided.
Athletes hoof is bad. There are a couple varieties equines can get, including one called ‘white line disease’.
Probably less debilitating to pegasi than ground-bound ponies, but still not good.
I’ve heard that nettle tea is good (never tried it), and also that some horses love stinging nettles.
Others don’t, presumably because of the ‘stinging’ part.
Although it’s true that ponies could be a problem for nature centers everywhere. They’d have to put up signs to not eat the plants.
Job’s certainly a special case, best summed up by “sometimes bad stuff happens to good people.” Cynewulf had a really good explanation of it (which I can’t remember off the top of my head); it’s both in the comments and in Liz’s explanation.
Especially these days.
Yeah, that’s pretty much the summary of the Old Testament. Although there are a few books that give a reprieve from that.
Presumably there are pegasi with cloud houses or clouduminiums that have more stuff, but yeah, for her, a typical year is the house gets destroyed a couple of times by a storm. No sense in keeping lots of stuff (and odds are the things she takes back from Earth will be the largest quantity of her possessions).
Although let’s be completely honest here, Celestia did banish her sister to the moon for a thousand years.
She probably didn’t like doing it, or want to do it, but she did it just the same.
Well, to be fair, some of that does come down to interpretation . . . what stuff’s supposed to be actually God being a jerk and what stuff is supposed to be a parable. Add on to that the complication of Jesus making a new covenant . . . there’s a reason why my dad (retired minister) has entire shelves of various interpretation guides to the Bible.
Although again, to bring it back to a Bronze Age understanding, there’s a lot of stuff in there that is reasonably good advice. And IMHO not that far off from Pony worldview, herd structure, tribal structure, and things like that. Mind you, this is stripping all the religious trappings off it, but let’s imagine in Equestria that ponies say ‘don’t go to that cave in the forest, there’s an Ursa there, and some foals don’t listen and doom everypony in the village . . .
I just think that the pony understanding of the Bible would be different than a modern human’s, no matter whether they be religious or not.
Honestly, that can very much be a winning defense. I got blindsided by a girl once because she was small and blonde and I completely forgot she was on the soccer team and not only knew where to kick, but how to make it count.
Also literally nothing fazed her.
The key to any fighting exercise is making it both as realistic as possible, and letting the participants live to fight another day. Among the various things I’ve done in life, I’ve been an innocent bystander or bad guy in live-fire police exercises (1/4 load paint rounds). Lots of safety spotters, full pat-downs for everyone before they were allowed on site (in case someone brought a holdout piece and forgot about it), bullet proof vests, face masks, and so on. Amazingly educational. Also I got shot more than once, both from the cops and from my friends.
Also got used once as a human shield, which was amusing.
Yeah, Mister Salvatore can probably get lots more stuff if he wants to. Still, he shouldn’t abuse his powers too much. Just the same, if I were him, I’d be telling Camelback that ponies love them, and I’d also be buying stock in the company.
Nikki is making all of Gusty’s clothes, so her only budget is for fabric.
Having said that, for the most part, ponies are probably lower-budget than humans.
“What is that thing?”
“Some kind of bluebird, I think. It’s friendly, don’t worry.”
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True fact, she’s not wrong.
Joggers never look up.
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Pony logic is best logic.
It’s true.
Although at least this time she didn’t try it out in the Meijer parking lot.
Tubes with things in them, the curse of the modern human. How do you get them out? Bang it on the table and hope for the best.
Google Maps is the shit. Also, a lot of the details in this story come from Google Maps and Google Earth
I don’t know your political views (and we probably shouldn’t go there), but my boss is a total ‘drank the Kool-Aid’ Trumpian, and political discussions flame out rather quickly when any fact I bring up is a ‘liberal media lie.’ Seriously, if Trump said the Earth was flat, he wouldn’t believe any evidence I brought to the contrary.
I don’t object to an intelligent debate, but honestly if you’ve got cult-level fanaticism with your candidate, that’s just sad.
Well, in America that can lead to blood, too . . . then again, we in Michigan often have a different view, since we have the worst football team in the NFL, and we’re used to losing.
I know, right?
That’s one of those things where you’ve got to ask yourself if it’s the pony being a bad influence, or Meghan trying to further tempt the pony.
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Well, yes, but depending on how directly she goes for the prize, it might be teasing.
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S1-2 RD would just wham go for it. S8 RD would calmly and responsibly be like "Dude I'm having a comfy flight at about my cruising speed of thirty knots. Don't make me floor it."
And then be heckled into going "Okay so top speed, like 800 knots. Happy?" As there's an earthshattering CRACK behind the ultralight and a pega blows his wings off
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Do you read the comics? Some of the earlier ones really nailed early RD’s attitude perfectly. Like the one with the deer, where Rainbow kept wanting to rush in without thinking (seriously, that’s what she said, “let’s rush in without thinking.”). Or the one with the CMC trapped in some kind of a bubble, and RD says she has a plan, crashes into the bubble at top speed, and then says, “well, that was my plan.”
I think you’re right that RD isn’t as impulsive and reckless as she was early in the show . . . although, I don’t remember what season it was, but wrecking the weather factory to keep her
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That was Tanks For The Memories (S5) https://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=pmv+mlp+you%27re+a+mean+one+rainbow+dash&&view=detail&mid=55DDFFF091C1A2865AEB55DDFFF091C1A2865AEB&&FORM=VRDGAR
Heh. It's Friday, August 9th IRL. This story is positively ancient to being lapping itself on the calendar.