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Jade Ring


The purpose of a story is that it's a story. It can be more, but it can never be less.

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No, no, no, no... c’mon, things can’t end that way.

That ending... it hurts.

At least an epilogue could ease the pain?

Damn fine work you did with this one.

By the Moon that was good! The that ended though :applecry::fluttercry::raritydespair:

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The epilogue is obvious.....
Celestia and Luna used the Elements of Harmony on Discord.

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I'd think the epilogue would be their reunion 1000+ years in the future, after Luna is freed from the Nightmare.

Ow, that one hit me right in the feels.

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Please keep in mind, I know I can be overly critical and negative at times. I can always find something to nitpick, even in the greatest works of literature ever written. Please don't take it personally!
-Fun how Luna's old-timey dialect is just something she puts on ... though it still doesn’t quite retcon Luna’s behavior in ‘Luna Eclipsed’ perfectly. If she could go in and out of that voice easily now, why will she get stuck in her old-timey dialect later?
-The non-clop opening is certainly immersive ... but is it excessive?
-the mare’s more experienced appendage surged ahead like the vanguard of an imperial army, conquering all in her wake. -- okay, come on.
-This is kind of two separate fics that have been shoved together. The war seems unnecessary for the clopfic, and the clopfic seems unnecessary for the war. Neither one of them really overlaps all that much.
-The way he gets sent into the future is pretty predictable, but that doesn't hurt the way it affects the feels too much.

------ Scores ------

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Cloppability: 70/100
Allure: 80/100
Enticement: 65/100
Immersion: 97/100
Prose Quality: 92/100
Total Score: 404/500
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Two years of blood, sweat, and tears... And when the thing's done it's my lowest scoring entry. Ah... I still love it. Probably some of my best character work in the past few years.

You hit the nail on the head, though. I got so wrapped up in the tragic romance that the sex just became secondary.

As requested on Discord, your editing pass and commentary. I have read one of your stories before, of course. Sorry if I came off as hateful, writing lesbian really is difficult! I wasn't being sarcastic.

Before I start with the story proper, I'd like to point out you have a typo in your short description:

In the midst of a terrible war, Princess Luna finds momentary solace in the embrace of the scientist Time Turner., alias Doctor Whooves.

Easy to make that mistake because of the awkward writing field you're given by Fimfiction.

It was nights like tonight that made Princess Luna wish that she could just sleep like everypony else.

She wandered the halls of the palace aimlessly, cursing with every breath the doctor who had encased her wounded wing in bandages and strictly instructed her to remain grounded for at least a fortnight. Without the ability to soar and immerse herself in her sea of stars, the hours seemed to drag on like years. She felt bound to the earth and useless.

Useless in a war that seemed to have no end in sight.

Now, this right here is how you start a story. A concise opening single-sentence paragraph followed by a thicker, explanatory paragraph followed by a single-line attention grabber.

And so the war would go on, and Luna was beginning to believe that it might very well go on forever.

Her wandering hooves drew her down the stairs towards the kitchens,

This is just my preference but I feel like a scene break (**** in center alignment, not a horizontal rule) would look really nice to transition from the worldbuilding exposition to the action proper, even if the 'action' is Luna walking downstairs thinking about a bucket of KFC.

Her quest for calories was interrupted

Ha! Nice one. :rainbowlaugh:

she slid into the room and approached the hard at work scientist.

Maybe it's me but I'd put hyphens between hard-at-work. Your call, honestly.

We are so awfully bored, and a well delivered

Put a hyphen between well-delivered.

There were a number of ponies in Equestria who would have plainly fainted at the callous disregard Time Turner showed the Princess of the Moon. In truth, the two were as close to ‘best friends’ as ponies from two different social classes could be.

I did find it worth wondering why he was being so short with her. Canny move by our narrator to address my concerns.

I AM…

The ellipses look strangely like an underscore with the bold and italics attached.

“Then be my friend now.” Her muzzle darted forth and kissed his cheek. “Drive everything but you from my mind.” She kissed his other cheek, her tongue poking out for the slightest lick, the smallest taste. “Show me that there’s hope, that there’s something, anything, besides this war for me.” Her lips brushed his, not quite a kiss but a tantalizing tease of one. “Take me away from all this death and remind me how it feels to be alive.”

His last reserves crumbled as he licked his lips, trying to recapture the taste of her breath. “Princess…”

“Please, Turner.” She tilted her face towards his, her lips slightly parted, her eyes lidded and misty with need. “Please just say my name…”

“Oh, Luna.” He kissed her at last, and her lips responded in kind.

I can totally see why you and GMP are friends. You are so much like him! He just loves combining heavy drama and sexual tension. Luna's motivations and well-understood here and I too headcanon Luna is quite the badass warrior. You might be interested in a story I wrote mentioning her in the distant past but we can speak about that some other time. Sticking a bookmark in this. I'll finish up tomorrow. So far I'm intrigued.

The stallion’s tongue barely edged out, exploring new territory, and the mare’s more experienced appendage surged ahead like the vanguard of an imperial army, conquering all in her wake.

That's going to be a yikes from me, dawg. I don't wish to belabor the point as it's already been addressed but this line is wiggity-whack. :fluttershbad: Luna is militaristic and all of that and militaristic-sounding metaphors can be a component in a sex scene but when you remove the metaphor and replace it with a simile, it removes any hint of subtlety from the comparison and hits with an ugly, overly literal mental image of war and death being waged for Doc's penis with broken bodies littering the ground.

“Where?” He asked between kisses and nibbles on her lobes. “Your chambers? Mine?”

Ear nibbles! :rainbowwild: More ears for the ear god!

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Good stuff.

Turner swallowed hard and adjusted his hips. “I’m going to start moving now.”

That's... a very clinical way of saying he's going to plant his flag on the moon. But I suppose he is a pretty clinical guy being The Doctor.

“Alright.” Luna craned her neck back and smiled at him, already love-drunk from just the insertion. “But one request.”

“Anything.” He winced as her tight inner walls flexed around him again, pushing him out of her ever so slightly.

“Once you start… you cannot stop.”

“Never.” He began to withdraw, the cold air of the lab washing across the wetness that now coated him. “I’ll never stop. Not until the end.”

And the end will come about 45 seconds or so in if he holds to the equine norm. Us guys are so average...

His first thrusts were easy, slow and sweet as sugar.

I do respect what you're going for her. It's very flowery and sweet. You truly are a colleague of Grand Moff Pony. I'll admit, it's not entirely my thing these days but the appreciation is there.

He plunged himself into the mare beneath him with a calm and steady pace. He breathed easily and stroked alongside her barrel with his forelegs. She nickered softly beneath him at his touch and laid her cheek upon the table, her eyes closed as she drifted in the bliss of their joining. The worries of the world melted away until there was only the two of them, quietly moving together in the empty lab. Their heavy breaths filled the air with the song of their lovemaking. On any other night, they would have been content to simply remain this way for hours, whiling away the night in the most intimate of embraces.

With the focus so heavily on the non-sexual aspects of intimacy, it feels somehow wrong to even call this clopfiction. But I'll more to say on that later.

“Precisely. Which is why I think Discord’s ability to manipulate time to limited.

Did you mean 'is limited'? I think I've found your first real typo. Yay me!

“The way I see it, since Discord is limited to the reversal of time in small portions, then we have two options; stopping time or sending him forward in time.”

Sending him forward in time is literally dumping your plastic in the ocean. Sure, you're okay now but the future is fuuuuuucked!

Okay, I finished the story and I'm really glad I noticed that this was your entry #3 for the Dirty LIttle COntest because I get to ask the most obvious question in the world now...

Why? :applejackunsure:

This story is absolutely wonderful! I actually do know a little bit about Doctor Who - not a great deal but some. I only really know it through nerd osmosis being a total dweeb myself and not much of a fan. And based on this limited knowledge, I think you wrote an outstanding Doctor Who. DW has always been about calling out and condemning easy fixes and the great personal moral responsibility that comes with the awesome power he wields and we get that in spades here. And Luna holds up her end great! She's a very believable foil for DH and a reminder that the greatest threats can come from where we least expect, even our closest friends. If we're giving out grades based on the story alone, this gets an A in my book.

But this was a contest entry to Dirty Little Contest where the best clop wins. And this is not a good clopfic... at all.

The sex feels like an afterthought. Anatomical details are skimmed over or ignored entirely. The dialogue is stock, the sexual adjectives bland. Foreplay is limited to some kissing and ear bites and while both things are nice, they're basically appetizers. Where are the dripping sexual details? The smells, the sights, the shapes... That sex scene needed at least one more foreplay sequence after the kissing; either that or some god-tier stamina and table-disintegrating power plapping until Luna was a sweat-covered disaster but due to contest restrictions, you ran out of real estate to work with.

Social DIstancing had a very similar problem and I Kick myself for not giving the story more attention with the many months of time I had to spare on my story. I love a great story and so do you. I can totally empathize with your motivations for trying to elevate this above the typical stroke fics out there. But I gotta agree with DLS on this one; his take on this story is spot-on. I'm not the biggest fan of his clopfiction but he's a solid critic and you got to respect that. I also made 5 bucks off the guy despite the weakness of the sex in my story, so there's that too.

Have a nice day.

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