Tomorrow
“So this is how liberty dies… with thunderous applause.”
-Padme Amidala, Revenge of the Sith
“We could play Twenty Questions.”
Faith scratched at the wall with his hoof, causing a bit of the drywall to chip away. Beneath the plain white wall lay the cold stone of the cell. The abstract gave a bitter smirk, finding dark delight in how the wall, looking so plain and domestic and homey on the outside yet hiding the dark, hideous truth under a thin layer, served as such a wonderful metaphor for the reality Equestria found itself in.
He’d put so much work into this country, fostering it and helping it grow. Yes, much of his work had been to get ponies to turn away from Celestia, but that doubt in their government had fostered independence and, with that, innovation. Now, with one fell swoop, the queens had taken it all that away. And the worst part of it all was that they had dressed the entire thing up in a pretty bow and justified their every action.
“Do you really think that is the wisest idea?” Faith finally said.
Trixie didn’t say a word for several moments. An immortal alicorn, who had been around since the first time Discord had ruled, who had spent years drifting through the minds of some of the smartest ponies in the world and who, from the way he talked to Sweetie Belle, could banter circles around anypony he wanted…
“Trixie did not think this through.”
Faith let out a barking laugh.
Trixie didn’t join in on the laughter, though Faith got the impression she was laughing on the inside. “You do realize that if Trixie takes into account your… handicap… into account, many of the possible ways to pass the time are eliminated.”
“Handicap?” Faith said, raising an eyebrow. “Since when has intelligence been considered a handicap?”
Trixie did laugh that time. “You really have led a sheltered life, haven’t you?”
“Sheltered?”
“Is this the game we are playing? You repeat all that Trixie says?” When Faith remained silent the unicorn continued. “If there is one thing the rubes in this country hate, it is a pony with some brains in their head. Makes them feel all nervous when they realize just how stupid they are. They scorn those that are smart and belittle and mock them until they are forced to either leave or dumb themselves down. Ponies don’t rise… they settle.” Trixie let out a scoff. “Truly it is a handicap… one we both must share.”
“You know, my dear, I do believe I have seen balloons with less hot air than what puffs up that chest of yours.”
“Trixie denies nothing.”
“Faith can see that. Faith can also tell that you like to lay it on quite a bit and Faith is wondering-“
“Ok, ok!” Trixie exclaimed. “I get it.”
Faith laughed so hard he thought he was going to spit up a lung. “So you do know the word ‘I’. It was getting a bit concerning-“
“Trixie… I am an artist, oh gallant abstract, and all artists have their quirks. It is required of them.” Though he couldn’t see her, Faith got the sense that Trixie was posing as if she were walking the red carpet in Ponywood, with a hundred photographers calling out her name. “It is my calling card, the way I set myself apart.”
“It seems rather difficult to me,” Faith stated. “It must be tiring.” Before Trixie could say a word Faith cut her off. “I am not merely talking about the third person style of talking you use. I mean all of it… all of you. It must be very tiring to be the Great and Powerful Trixie.”
“Don’t psycho-analyze me, Faith,” Trixie said coldly, marching over towards the bars and passing one of her forelegs through. She waved it at the abstract, as it was the only thing she could truly do that would let him see any part of her. “Don’t you dare try that on me.”
“If I caused you some offense I didn’t mean to,” Faith said gently, trotting over to the bars. “It was not my intent. If it makes you feel better, I find that every pony hides their true selves… myself included.” He leaned against his own cell door, resting his head against the padded bars. “How about this for a game… I psycho-analyze myself. Tell you all my faults and failings and why my life is an absolute wreck.”
“Oh, I know all about you, Faith, so that game would be rather boring.”
The abstract sighed. “Don’t be like that.”
“You think I’m just blowing you off, don’t you?” Trixie complained, jabbing her hoof into his foreleg. “You think I’m lying and just trying to hurt you.”
“Prove me wrong,” Faith muttered.
Trixie cleared her throat, her hoof withdrawing to the confines of her own cell. “You have been hurt many times in your life. That much is clear… a blind mule could see that you have suffered. You have known betrayal and you have known pain.”
Faith let out a long suffering sigh. “And I now push others away because I am afraid of being hurt again.” He let out a dry chuckle. “Child’s play.”
“No,” Trixie said quietly. “You don’t push them away. You should push them away… that would be the smart thing to do, the safe thing to do. But you don’t, do you?”The unicorn began to tap the bars of her cell. “You do everything you do… all the little insults and digs and needling… because you are trying to make them better. You are trying to help them.”
“To help them?” Faith asked, amusement coloring his words. “Is that why I do it?”
“Yes. That is exactly what you do.”
Faith stuck his tongue out, though he knew Trixie couldn’t see it. “So, when I was taunting Sweetie Belle to the point that she wanted to throttle me until the words stopped bubbling out of my mouth… that was because I wanted to help her?”
“Oh yes,” Trixie said. “You did that because you wanted her to act like an actual pony instead of one of the many puppets that now populate this sad little country. You did it because you wanted her to see just how foolish she was behaving and how wrong all of this is.” Trixie gestured at the many cells that lay before them. Within each one sat a pony, every one of them declared by the queens to be against harmony. “You do everything you do because you care too much. You care about this world and all that dwell within it and you hold them all in such high regard that when they fail to achieve all that they could be it upsets you and you lash out. You insult them and you belittle them because you see what they could do and it angers you. But even then you still care and all your taunts and barbs are veiled hints at what they could do to save themselves. That’s why you do what you do Faith… not because you stopped caring but because you CAN’T stop.”
Faith let out the weakest of chuckles. “Well,” the abstract said, clearing his throat and running his foreleg along his nose, sniffing, “that is… well that is just…”
“So… I’m a pony that puts up a front because that is what is expected… and you, my fine piece of stallion, play the role of know-it-all jackass because of a large heart.” She looked around the jail and sighed. “And we are trapped down here until the queens decide to murder us or brainwash us.”
Faith clicked his teeth together, digesting Trixie’s words. “What brought you down here, if I may ask?” He trotted away from the bars and pulled a pillow from his bed, tossing it on to the tightly woven carpet that Fluttershy had put down in all the cells. He walked around the pillow like a puppy before settling down. “I mean, I know why I am here… but what grand crime did you commit to warrant yourself being placed next to me? What exactly did you do?”
“Twilight.”
It was a good thing Faith wasn’t taking a drink at that moment, else he would have sprayed it all over his cell.
“YOU DID TWILIGHT?!?!”
Trixie blinked before bursting into laughter. “Is that what you… oh, no no no no.” Trixie scoffed. “I have standards.”
Faith leapt up and rattled the cell door so hard all the prisoners thought it would burst from its hinges. It was only the enchantments that kept it from buckling under Faith’s strength. Even then, the metal squealed in protest as he fought against both it and the iron chains that were wrapped around his limbs.
“Twilight… is a very dear mare to me… you would be wise to watch how you speak of her.”
“…ok,” Trixie said softly.
“Now then… what does Twilight have to do with you being imprisoned here?”
Trixie blew out a blast of air, making a mental note not the press THAT button again. “Several years ago the two of us had… a run in. It is all old news and, to be quite honest I had completely forgotten about how she ruined my career and left me a disgrace and forced me to work on a rock farm in order to survive-“
“I can tell you have let go of the past about as well as I do,” Faith said dryly.
Trixie huffed. “When the queens took over they captured me and threw me down here… they said I was to be Twilight’s prize when they ‘freed her’ from the grips of dark magic. Her first ‘convert’, I believe.”
“That’s it?” Faith questioned.
“Isn’t that enough?”
“It just seems… so lacking.”
“These are the queens… even before they gained their powers they were rather lacking.”
Trixie didn't say anything for a long while and Faith began to wonder if the unicorn had drifted to sleep. Time had lost all meaning in the cells; it was always bright and from what he had gathered from the others sleep was fitful and short. It made it impossible to figure out when one day ended and another began and even Faith was have problems. With the magic dampener on his horn he could not connect to Twilight and read her thoughts, which meant he truly was cut off from the world. That had been... an unpleasant discovery. He had done well to hide how much that detail put a wrinkle in his plans. It had been a tactical error to assume the queens would only shield the cells or that they would fail to take into account his special brand of magic, and now it was putting a wrench in his plans.
"Faith," Trixie said softly. It wasn't so much that she had spoken as the way she said his name that startled him. It was so quiet, empty of the vigor and boldness that normally colored her words. He had only known her for a few hours but it felt like they were already old friends; hearing her talk like that was worse than any blow the queens could have given him.
"Yes Trixie?"
"We're going to die here... aren't we?" She sniffed and Faith looked down at the enchanted iron chains on his legs with disgust. At that moment he wanted nothing more than to break the wall down and comfort the mare he barely knew.
Trixie had been right: he cared too much.
"Maybe," Faith said softly, unable to lie. It just wasn't in his nature. He pursed his lips in annoyance at that thought; what would Queen Applejack think of that?
"We are going to die or they are going to turn us into their puppets," Trixie said, her voice hollow. "I... I don't want to die, but I don't want to s-smile like that... like they m-made those... those..."
Faith moved over to the bars and forced his leg through it as far as it could go. He waved his hoof but, to his disappointment, Trixie did not extend hers. "Do you want to know what death is like?" Faith asked her. "I died once... Twilight brought me back but I did die, if only for a moment."
"Let me guess... it was a pretty green pasture and there were dead relatives and you were happy," Trixie said bitterly.
"No," Faith said gently. "You know what death is like? It is life... it is every moment of your life, the best moments, played over and over. Sometimes they aren't even the moments you expected to be your best ones; sometimes they are just simple moments where you did nothing at all but exist... but that is good enough. And you understand… you truly understand how all your actions affected the world, even the smallest, and it makes you weep and smile. You get the experience the best life has to offer, again and again... and it is so long and yet so short and you don't care because you... you know peace." Faith let out a sigh. "Don't get me wrong, I prefer life to death but... if I have to die I can adjust. So you see… death isn’t scary at all."
Trixie considered his words. "And... and if they want to make me a puppet?"
"I won't let that happen. You have my word."
"How can you-"
Faith's hoof clanged against the bars, silencing her. "I… will NEVER let that happen. You have my word.” He let out a long sigh. “Enough of that... dwelling upon it will only drive you mad."
"Then what should I do?"
"Wait," Faith said. "Wait for tomorrow."
"What's so good about tomorrow?" Trixie asked.
"Everything," Faith told her softly. "Tomorrow is full of possibilities and chances... tomorrow is hope. Tomorrow is made for dreamers and wishers... and those with faith. Today is for my brothers and sisters... tomorrow is all mine. That is why I am different than them… they look only at today; I look at yesterday and tomorrow and I honor what has come before and I race towards the bright dawn that is to come. And you should too." He could tell Trixie wanted to argue but he refused to let her say another word. “Now dry your tears and close your eyes… it is time to sleep.” Faith waited… and a smile blossomed when Trixie reached out and pressed her hoof against his own.
Faith
The sun’ll come out
Tomorrow
Bet your very last bit that tomorrow
There’ll be sun
Just thinking about
Tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs and the shadows
Till there’s none
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I love ya, tomorrow
You’re only a day a-way
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I love ya, tomorrow
You’re only a day a-way
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I know there are going to be some that complain about this chapter. They will say Trixie and Faith's friendship is moving to quickly, that this is filler, that the ending was corny...
But that is what we needed. This chapter is a speck of light in the darkness. It is a single star in the night. It is proof that there is good still Equestria and even in the darkest pit of Canterlot the queens still can't snuff it out just yet.
As for the filler argument, I will only say that there is an old comment JRR Tolkien made: sometimes you incur such literary debts that the only way to pay them off is to incur more.
Yay! Update!
"So this is how liberty dies: With thunderous applause."
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Haters gonna hate.
Filler or no filler it still was a good chapter
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Honestly, friendships can happen instantly or it can happen over time, it all depends on the people or in this case ponies involved.
Allies can be made when there is a goal/target that is commonly made or even something completely different, and enemies can be easily made on the simplest disagreement, once again it all depends on the person/pony involved.
You know, I was very afraid when you introduced Trixie into the story. She has been mischaracterized and recently overused. Not here though. That was a very good chapter and a very realistic portrayal of GPT Lulamoon.
Frankly, those two are, as far as we know, the only ones down there and they don't know when they will see the light again save through whatever window they have available down in their cells. And just knowing that you are reserved would drive almost anyone nearly mad, because Trixie doesn't know if or when that will come. So she has full right to be legimitately scared about being stuck down there for the rest of her life. And the only one she could talk to about it was Faith, so it is not wrong for her to talk to someone because ponies need someone to turn to in desperate times. And guess what? Faith was available.
And I ain't going to argue with something that Tolkien Himself once said, so... yeah. Great chapter. Moving.
*nod* You are just so awesome that it cant be helped. It is not opion it is fact, a perfect statment. Stay Awesome my friend.
(did...i just... Am that lame! 
)
Gentle breeze guide you home,a warm smile to welcome your return.
1731863 No, it makes sense that someone with Trixie's ..."personality" would pick up cold reading pretty quickly if they were going to survive.
This was interesting. All of us are twisted into such strange shapes, most just never acknowledge that it's the same for EVERYONE.
I have but one question. How long do you predict the story to be? Cause as I see it happening it could go on for a very long time...which is awesome of course!
Tomorrow, eh? Now you did it. Now I have to sing.
We are heading for tomorrow
But we don't know if we're near
Will we beg, steal and borrow
Will we ever lose the fear
Time has passed in the modern world
Where the madmen live and speak their word.
Life in hand they deal with god
Put a trademark sign up on everyone.
God bless the children, freedom is their word.
Freedom, freedom 'til they learn to obey.
Here come the liars, reason is their name.
Reason, reason, play a silly game.
Where will the children go tomorrow?
Is anybody there to claim
That he understands our human game?
We can make a prophecy,
Oh we can't say what is going to be.
Where are we going, and what is our aim?
Freedom, freedom locked inside our brains
So many answers, reason is their name,
Reason, reason, questions will remain
Where will the children go tomorrow?
Hey you, hey you, hey you
Hey you, where do you go? - Heading for tomorrow
Hey you, hey you, hey you
Hey you, where do you go? - Heading for my life
Hey you, where do you go? - Heading for tomorrow
Hey you, where do you go? - Heading for my life
Hey you, where do you go? - Heading for tomorrow
Hey you, where do you go!
When we are born, tell me what is our aim?
And what will be when society fails?
We are heading for tomorrow, we don't know if we are near.
When we are gone, tell me what will remain?
And what will be when society fails?
We are heading for tomorrow but we don't know if we're near!
Don't make me do that again.
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While I like Annie, my personal favorite song about tomorrow has to be this...
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Good chapter, it is interesting to see the interaction of Faith and Trixie.
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I think I mentioned before that if Faith and Doubt is the Hobbit, then this is The Lord of Rings. This will be a VERY long story.
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Wait, are we talking MyLittle Caboose (300+ chapters) long or Wayward Courier(60+ chapters) long?
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I honestly have no idea, but I doubt it would go 300 chapters. That said, it will easily be twice if not three times longer than Faith and Doubt, due to my desire to focus on each of the queens and give them plenty of screen time (notice I haven't featured them much... there is a reason for this)
Come on when is Faith gonna be free
I'm even more excited!
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But don't you know what they say about tomorrow? Tomorrow never comes
...did... he... D'wwwzaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
He sang to her! And not just any! An oldie but a goodie! 
Anyways... It was a good chapter I'd say. Personally the Twi stuff seems to be my fav but this was still a great chapter to have.
1732414 If it never comes then we never have a reason to surrender hope.
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I find it unhealthy to want something that you can never have
1732519 I've learned to never say never. There's also a difference between being obsessed and simply hoping and dreaming. That's what dreams are for.
1731863 Uuuuuuungh... Faith...
In Faith and Doubt, I loved his character. Wait, scratch that. I loved Doubt. It seems the very second he turned into Faith, he's been less of a benevolent, watching character, a GOOD alicorn OC who I actually enjoyed, one who I could truly look past being an alicorn and an element of harmony. In fact, those traits amplified him as a character. But now, he's become exactly the character I feared Doubt would be. He is an alicorn OC, who always wins even when he loses, can always think of the perfect crushing speech, has the whole "defensive dad" thing with Twilight, is very physically strong and incredible at magic, and also never loses. Did I say that twice? I meant to say it three times.
If you could have just one moment where Faith comes out on bottom, maybe a crushing speech from one of the Queens or a situation where he outrightly fails (IE being unable to rescue Dinky or Flam or who the hell ever when an opportunity is made clear) and is humbled, then he'll be an enjoyable and well-done character. Faith and Doubt was better than this story, IMO. I enjoy this concept, but Faith is a giant, screaming beacon of suck in a sea of good story.
Anyway, look forward to new chapters. Just keep what I said in mind if you want to.
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And that's all they'll ever be. I don't have dreams, I have goals. The difference between dreams and goals is that dreams are something you want but can't have, a goal is something you'll strive for no matter the odds. But it needs to be done today. So while you cast your hopes for something that never comes, I'll be here with today. It's always there, and always has been.
Yesterday stands behind you, Today stands next to you, and Tomorrow stands in front of you.
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So him ADMITTING he had screwed up and that he is now locked in a jail without his magic wasn't good enough for you?
Faith directly said in this chapter that he mad a misstep. He thought too low of the queens and now he is trapped with no magic. All his speeches and grand acts mean nothing if he doesn't have the power to back them up. He might as well be screaming in the dark with no one to hear him. The best he can do is offer hope to Trixie and the other prisoners... that is all he has left because he has been neutralized. Heck, his whole reason for going to Canterlot was to find out about the queens and get the info back to the rebellion and THAT FAILED. Right now Faith is 100% neutralized and unable to do jack squat other than comfort Trixie and try every mind game he knows on the queens.
Sorry if I am being rude, but I layer these subtle things into the story and nothing is more depressing than when you have to come right out and explain to people that the very thing they wanted already happened.
1732770 There's no reason my dreams can't become a reality. There are relatively few differences between dreams and reality. Dreams tend to be something far deeper and harder to reach. That's why they're dreams and much reach for them, something that we wish to have but must work for. Dreams will always remain unreached if we don't strive for them. Even if we do strive we may fall short. But the higher we reach and the higher up we'll be when we catch hold.
1732774 Yeah, but he is still keeping his victorious mindset and talking down to Trixie. He lost, and yet he wins.
And sure, he failed to get the info, but then after being locked up he still manages to talk down to Rarity and Fluttershy, and be an infuriating jerk and stuff. His mind games he plays with the queens are precisely what I'm talking about. I guess I could've worded my statement better: it's not him losing that I want to see, it's him realizing that he's lost, being humbled and taken down a peg by being lost. Reading chapters featuring him is like playing Mario Party with a really sore loser if you catch my drift.
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That is his personality. He is Lex Luthor or The Kingpin... always arrogant, always scheming, that is who he is. If you want him whining or huddled in a corner mourning his failure it isn't going to happen. Faith accepts defeat and then instantly schemes to make it a victory. That is just who he is and there are PLENTY of people that are like that. Hell, several of my bosses are like Faith in that regard. Is it annoying? Hell yes... Faith is SUPPOSE to be annoying. That is part of what makes him who he is.
1732852 Well. Can't argue with that. Still prefer Doubt IMO though, shrug.png
Interested in the rest of the story. Don't disappoint me, Potter.
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Believe me, i can see where some would prefer Doubt to Faith... sometimes Faith is just too... well, nice... and I do miss the more dark Doubt at times.
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I once had a dream that I could walk on clouds, could I make that a reality? No, I cannot. I had a dream where could go from planet to planet in a single step. Can I make that a reality? The answer is still no.
You cannot make a dream reality because it is within your mind. Something made by your imagination. Maybe one person's dream can be anothers goal, maybe even make that dream a goal, but you will never see anyone complete their dream. They might fulfill their goals but never their dreams. Don't forget, the higher you reach the greater the fall when you see there is nothing to grab on to. And there are some falls you don't get back up from
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But sometimes the fall isn't that bad because you can land on all the people that are below you screaming 'You shouldn't do that!'
Not a very good lesson, I admit...
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Aye, but a funny one at that. Besides, if I listened to them I'd be stuck with them. If I have a goal, then I won't stop till I reach the top. Then I can point down and laugh at those that said I could not.
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I love your story man, the scenes, transition, and thorough description makes it a great story
Now we need someone to make a great cover art picture for this and bam!
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Artist's Link
The only easy day was yesterday the only day to look forward to is tomorrow
I think this chapter was nice, it's intresting to see Faith doesn't have the answers for once. Even abstracts aren't perfect.
So why can't queens grasp the idea that perfection is impossible?
A little disappointed with this chapter. I mean, these are two of the biggest egos in the universe right next to each other. Why did you not exploit it???
I just expected bit more humor here and less psychoanalysis.
Also, my complaint is Trixie seems OOC here. I just don't see her as that... intelligent. I don't see her as the psychoanalyzing or even small talk type. In this sort of situation, she would seem more to be the mope in a corner and be bitter type, or in that same corner viciously plotting her escape. I would have liked to see Faith maybe pluck Trixie out of a state of despair in there, maybe have a sort of neat foil to what he did with Twilight. But hey, beggars can't be choosers.
The friendship didn't seem rushed. Imprisonment does that to a guy; you form buddies quickly. Come on, stop beating yourself up and accusing your own chapter of being filler. They're in prison, so it makes perfect sense that they would... well... talk. I really hope this goes like an Alcatraz route. Trixie and Faith, two of the most arrogant creatures alive working together to escape. That would be so cool.
Faith is a jack@$$ because of his big heart?
Sure, let's go with that.
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Uhh... You may want to word that differently. Intentionally annoying is still annoying.
And, I actually prefer Faith to Doubt. Doubt was just too mopey for my tastes, and I will possibly never forgive him for what he did to Twilight.
I think what SnippitySnap's problem is that you made Faith's loss here TOO subtle. Believe me, there's such a thing. He missed it, and, if you didn't say anything, I would've missed it. Have you considered experimenting with inner monologues? That might be a good way to further emphasize that Faith accepts his defeat and his thought process of immediately thinking of a way to get back on top. I mean, all you did was give us a few sentences. Try showing us what he is thinking rather than telling us.
(My latest attempt at constructive criticism)
1732888 That's when it becomes the dreamers responsibility to know what are daydreams and what are dreams.
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Those two are one in the same. Both use your imagination, only one is knowingly used while the other is un-knowingly used. Besides, slip into a delirium and what becomes reality? Sanity is a sheet of glass, how many hits does it take before what's inside is let out?
1733943 Dreams and day dreams are far from the same thing... at least to me.
And I've learned to not be too concerned with "reality" seeing as how it's very fluid and going into philosophy will drive you insane if you try to over think it. I just try to be the best me, even if I'm 110% sure that I'm experiencing something not real.
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Then fall into your dementia. Why put effort into something not real? Do nothing, gain nothing. You've just lost time that could be spent doing something productive.
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Friendships are just like people: they're all different. My best friend and I met in the school cafeteria because I was humming a Weird Al song. How weird is that? Very. I think the person next to you in single-cell prison would have something in common with you from the get go.
Also, if you remove all the filler all we have left is an outline of plotpoints, something only thr author should see. Sure there is pointless filler, and theres important filler. To be honest, unless you go off into a tangent with Dr. Whooves, I'm all good... Seriously, everyone tries to make the good doctor one of their characters. You got a point in my book for not explaining the sonic. Everyone spends too long on that... /angst.
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Something tells me you never played a game with somebody that liked to lose. People who are really good at what they do (see Faith) enjoy being beaten because they learn more that way. Faith is the kind of personality that doesnt get mopey, doesn't get angsty, and he certainly doesnt surrender. Sure he seems annoying, but thats because his personality makes him better. I'll assume you don't like to lose (I hate losing) and someone being better than you - at, say, a video game - is irritating (I often yell on xbox live). That's probably why you don't like Faith. Or I'm totally off base and I sound like an ass. Either way... -post-
1734456 Ahem...excuse me for butting in here, but...
--Henry David Thoreau, emphasis mine
Faith is what can--and often does--give substance to the things we hope for. Keep hoping, Treilacl--but don't forget to put faith with your hopes.
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Funny thing about keeping cstles in the sky, just one good push and they come tumbling down. I'll keep mine on the ground where no force will knock them over.
There's always earthquakes...
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My only hatred is that you left Celestia and Luna hanging over there in the last chapter.
You fiend!