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  • E Touching Stars

    A few month ago, Rainbow Dash found Twilight stargazing up on the balcony of Golden Oaks library. Ever since then she comes back, every night, and listens to Twilight's lectures on everything astronomy.
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  • E Just a Joke

    Jokes are taken too far all the time, and can occasionally end in feelings being hurt. But what hapens when a joke is taken too far, and only one pony knows it's a joke?
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  • E For a Friend

    Rainbow Dash asks a question "for a friend", and sets Twilight out on a quest to find an imaginary mare
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  • E Formalities

    I understand; really I do. Laws are laws and she had no other choice. I just wish she didn't have to. I don't want Twilight to get married.
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  • T Cheated Dreams

    When Rainbow's dreams are finally within her grasp, a simple rumor may make them slip through her hooves
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  • E A Very Twidash Hearth's Warming

    Rainbow Dash seeks assistance in picking out the perfect give for a friend she wants to be closer to.
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  • E Risks and Rewards

    When Rainbow Dash develops feelings for one of her friends, she must question if the risks are worth the rewards.
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  • E I Want to Die

    I have lived more lives then anypony has a right to, and yet I am forced to live on, no matter how much I resist.
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  • Tuesday
    Shining Blank Armour

    I finally figured out why I've had such a hard time writing the next chapter of Missing Dreams

    Shining Armour.

    The guy has no character whatsoever. You don't really notice till you think about it, but now that I have to write him, I realize that aside from "prince" he has no personality at all. None. Zero. Zip. On the surface he does, but if you're a writer and you put the guy in any kind of serious situation and suddenly you have no idea how he'd react besides "princely". It's annoying as all hell, let me tell you. I now have to make an entirely custom character for him, make sure it all aligns with what he's done in canon, then, and only then, can I write the chapter. I need to make one big-ass flow chart. Yeah, I use flowcharts for virtually everything. You really don't appreciate them enough when you're in elementary school, but they've suddenly become really useful to me.


    Fog Machine; Acquired. Dude it is so much more awesome than I ever thought. It's just fog but... I can make it. I will be taking and posting a ton of pictures from Halloween this year. I have so many plans.  

    Basically, until I finish my character write up for Shining, I'll be working on Under Our Wing, which I'm sure many of you are happy about anyway.

    Until next time,

    Kodeake out

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  • Sunday
    I Wrote That

    So I'm 300 words into the next chapter of Under Our Wing, and I decided that I've written enough for this weekend. So I stopped, but I spotted something in my files when I was saving it.

    The first story I ever wrote.

    I opened the first chapter of this story and just... just the first couple paragraphs of the damn thing. Holy crap.

    So, for a little bit of editing practice and some fun, I thought I'd take the first little bit of the chapter (It's 5K words, otherwise I'd do the full things) and tear it to pieces here. Be prepared for; really bad writing, really bad plot (it wasn't my idea!) and some really bad... everything.

    Everypony has their closely guarded dark secret. Some are darker than others, the point is that most would rather make sure there secret is never uncovered. Some try to forget that it ever existed, but that never works, the mind is to complicated to simply “forget”. There can never be “forgive and forget” our minds will either guilt us until we right whatever wrong we've committed, or burn us with with  a passion for revenge until we go out, do something we'll regret the next day, and go through the guilt cycle when we try to hide it. In the end, we can never keep our secrets forever, but what about the secrets that shouldn't be uncovered?

    The sun goddess, better known as princess Celestia, shes lived for thousands of years and is one of the 3 remaining alicorns. The very pony we trust to raise the sun every morning and guide equestria to a perfect future, but what happened to the rest? Where are the other alicorns? Are they just a rare breed of all 3 types of ponies, or did they come from somewhere all those millennium ago. If that's true, what happened to the rest? Why are there only 3 left? This, is the princess's dark secret, the one locked in the furthest depths of her mind, a memory that she thought she had forgotten, but the rage and hunger for vengeance burns to strongly in her heart to forget, but she tried. She tried, she came to equestria, foolishly thinking she had left her past behind, when she found equestria it was ruled by a creature called discord, the spirit of disharmony. She and her sister defeated him and were given the throne for saving the ponies, a duty she took in full stride, but then, just as the going got good, just as she settled into the throne, her secret proved that it could not and would not be contained. She remembered all that she had thought she forgot, her past, and her childhood, all the memories came flooding back.

    “MOMEY!” Celestia screamed through sobs, tears running down her face and onto the carpet as she dashed through the house. “ECLIPSE WAS MEAN TO ME AGAIN!”

    “I WAS NOT!” Called Eclipse, chasing after his sister, racing for their mother.

    “HE PULLED MY TAIL AND CALLED ME UGLY!” Celestia screamed, just managing to keep ahead of her younger brother. Solar Eclipse (though everypony called him Eclipse) was younger than Celestia, by about 100 years (the equivalent of 2 years give or take of normal pony years) but he was the smallest in his class. With a deep red coat and a bright red mane with black highlights, his tail was split into to scythe-like sections, both sticking straight up and back like a bolt of lightning. He was small and thin, practically no muscles in his legs, he had quite a bit of speed, but he didn't have the endurance of his sister.

    “THATS WHAT SHE DID TO ME!” The much less athletic colt called after his sister as she rounded the corner to the living room where their mother, a pearly white alicorn with a flowing light blue mane and pink eyes, currently stood scowling at eclipse as he rounded the corner.

    “Then please enlighten me as to why Celestia is crying?” his mother asked in a very stern tone.

    “She's faking it!” He said, just barely managing to defend himself under the hard glare of his mother.

    “And what possible reason would Celestia have to do that? I'll save you some time, none, now apologize to your sister and go to your room until I come get you!”

    Oh good god... this is gonna be painful. I'd like to reiterate the fact that I didn't think of the plot or characterization, I just wrote it. The guy I was writing it for decided he needed to make Celestia kinda a bitch.... yeah... Let's get started.

    the point is that most would rather make sure there secret is never uncovered

    I used the right "there" in the previous sentence, but not this one...?

    Some try to forget that it ever existed, but that never works, the mind is to complicated to simply “forget”

    Yeah... I didn't know what a semicolon was back then....

    There can never be “forgive and forget” our minds will either guilt us

    Semicolon, past me. SEMICOLON DAMN IT. Also a run-on sentence... I clearly had no idea what I was doing.

    better known as princess Celestia, shes lived for thousands of years

    And apparently even the simple apostrophe evaded me...

    and guide equestria to a perfect future,

    And capitals....

    hunger for vengeance burns to strongly in her heart

    Too, past self; Too. Also, what the hell is with this exposition? When was the last time I started a story with exposition? It's just... bad. Not to mention the plot for this thing is really stupid in hindsight.

    she came to equestria, foolishly thinking


    when she found equestria it was ruled by a creature called discord

    Did I not understand how proper nouns work?


    It's "mommy" you dunce.

    Solar Eclipse (though everypony called him Eclipse)

    I think I had some kind of love affair going with awkward and unneeded exposition....

    was younger than Celestia, by about 100 years (the equivalent of 2 years give or take of normal pony years)

    Huh... that was my headcanon back then; alicorns grew and developed slower than normal ponies. It's actually an interesting thought. It's not immortality, just longer than average lifespans and, thus, longer than average development. Not too bad, past me. Though again with the stupid exposition....

    With a deep red coat and a bright red mane with black highlights

    Is that a red and black brother-of-Celestia alicorn OC I spy? It is! Good god what was I doing... honestly though; this is all my friend's messed-up idea, not mine.

    currently stood scowling at eclipse as he rounded the corner.

    Good god I couldn't even capitalize names....

    his mother asked in a very stern tone.

    Clunky writing is clunky

    I'll save you some time, none, now apologize

    ; You see that? --> ; <-- that right there, I even put arrows. That's a semicolon. USE IT.

    Actually most of the errors in that were exposition, plot, and general low-quality writing that I couldn't poke fun at. Oh well, I had a blast. Maybe some other time I'll do more of this, poking holes in writing that I used to think was gold. Not even kidding, I once thought this would be on EQD. I was young and foolish. Two years ago I wrote that, and now I'm writing... well, Under Our Wing. How much i've improved is really impressive to me.

    Anyway, I have some Animaniacs to watch before finally going to bed (It's 2 AM here).

    Until next time,

    Kodeake out

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  • Saturday
    !!IMPORTANT!! - Rewrites

    If you're here, you're either a follower of mine, or you have one of three stories favourites; Don't Give Up, A Life of Love, or What Makes Us Special.

    I have posted chapters on all three of these stores leading to this blog, where I will inform you of what is happening with them.

    In 24 hours of this being posted, the stories will be deleted from the site. They are not gone forever though; when I have some time on my hands, I will be rewriting them all and releasing them once again. They will be totally reworked, new writing, new plots, new everything. They may even have different titles. They will only vaguely resemble their former versions. I will be updating this blog whenever I release one of the new ones, so if you want to read the new versions keep an eye either on this blog or on my user page in general, as I'll be posting new blogs with the stories as well.

    You have the next 24 hours to do whatever you want with the stories. Either read them, re-read them, or even download them if you want to keep them in their current versions for whatever reason. It's a request I've gotten before when I went to edit stories, so I figured just in case I'd leave them up, and to give everyone a chance to see the new chapters, and in turn see this blog.

    I hope to have all three stories released again within a year, but they are currently not high on my priorities list.

    As of 3PM tomorrow, the stories will be gone.

    The stories have been deleted. If you, for any reason, wish to get a hold of them again, contact me via PM and I'll get you an original copy.

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  • Friday
    Under Our Wing, Alive Again

    Hey, guess who finally updated Under Our Wing?

    This guy.

    Yeah, I kicked my ass into gear and finished the chapter, and now I'm really into the story again and I already want to start the next chapter.

    Also, it got featured. Yay me. I have a story that has a chance to get featured on updates now.

    Also also, my previous blog claims it has 270 views, which I doubt; I've never had a blog with over 120 views, even after being up for months and months. Either a link tot he blog was posted somewhere for some reason and no one's commented, or the more likely reason; fimfic screwed up somewhere.

    4 comments · 35 views
  • Friday
    Opinion Blog; Death

    I was thinking, today, and for many days, about death.

    Well we're starting on a sunny note, aren't we?

    Seriously though, I started thinking about it a little while ago. Not even just a cursory glance and realization that it'd happen to me and everyone I know one day. I mean really, truly thinking about it. A long time ago I came to believe in reincarnation, for many reasons. And this belief held up to this day. But I thought about what it would be like if I were wrong, I started thinking about what would happen if there is truly nothing to us, and when our body stops working we simply stop existing.

    I grew to accept the reality of death a very long time ago, and have never feared or been really truly saddened by it. But when I started wondering what it would be like if there were nothing after our lives, I started thinking about everything and everyone who has died and who will eventually die. How casually and carelessly we treat life in our society.

    For the very first time in my life, I was scared of the prospect of dying. I sat and I thought and I imagined what it would be like to just stop existing. We have this idea in our heads that we are somehow superior to other species, but I don't think we're all that better than any other animal. If we all end the same way, what we do in our lives means nothing in terms of setting us apart from other species. If we all just... stop being real when we die, what does it matter whether we were a human, a cat, or even a cockroach.

    It was all a very surreal experience. I was not saddened by the idea of no longer existing, but at the same time it scared me half to death. The idea of just disappearing is, I think, a terrifying idea. It's why so many people cling to their beliefs and their religions, I think. It promises them more; it promises them eternity. It tells them that they'll never not be real.

    In the end, isn't that what we all want? To be real, to mean something? Religious people follow their religions to get to their eternity of existence, people who believe in a permanent death want to do something with their lives and make a difference to prove that they were real. People like me, who believe in reincarnation, want to be able to, in some form, stick around for eternity. I think, deep down, all of us are afraid of not existing. We all want to either stay real forever, or leave something to prove we were real, at least once.

    What would you do with yourself if you were told you were going to die in 24 hours and you'd simply stop existing? You'd go out, you'd do things, you'd experience everything you ever wanted to do with your life. You would try to make yourself, or at least a part of yourself, permanent. You'd want to do something with your life so you would never truly stop existing.

    Thinking about what it would be like to stop existing, and to never exist again... it's an eye-opening experience. It's something I think everyone should go through, at least once in their life. Just drop any pre-conceived notions from your religion or your beliefs, and truly ponder what it would mean if you stopped being when you died. Maybe humans would have just a little bit more compassion if everyone thought about things like that from time to time.

    I have always thought every life is important. Even before I could truly understand the concept of death, something about killing another living being struck me as wrong. In the end of my pondering, I came to a conclusion.

    I no longer hold the belief of reincarnation, because I thought long and hard and decided it just didn't make sense in the long run. But at the same time, I hope, more than anything, that it is real. That I don't just stop existing when I die.

    But it's nothing something to be depressed about. When I was thinking, I also realized that, no matter what I did, no matter how hard I thought or how much I sulked about what I now believe to be reality, nothing would change it. Nothing ever will change it. Death will forever be life's final unknown. No living thing can ever truly understand death, I don't think. I don't think we'll ever be able to stop it, either.

    Death is scary, and maybe it's permanent and maybe its not. But in the end of it all, we need to appreciate the only thing we are guaranteed; life.

    When all's said and done,

    when the war is over and won,

    who are you?

    Are you the broken man,

    dwelling on the past and trying to understand?

    Or are you the survivor,

    he who lives and dies accepting the truths of the world.

    Will you live in the shadow of an unknown eternity,

    or will you strive to thrive in the shining sun of forever?

    When all's said and done,

    when the war is over and won,

    who are you?

    Thank you for your time. If you haven't already, go check out my new story, Imposter. The second chapter will be released tomorrow.

    Until next time,

    Kodeake out

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  • ...

Rainbow and Dash

“Where the brambles are thickest, there you will find a pond beyond the most twisted of vines.” Rainbow muttered the rhyme as she pushed her way through a particularly thick bush. Her mane was a mess, twigs and leaves practically turned the rainbow of colours into a dull brown due to how many there were. Her coat was no better; tangled and matted, a few scratches showing from particularly sharp branches. She would have much rather flown, but the trees made it impossible for her to see anything from above, forcing her to follow Pinkie’s old story.

She emerged on the other side of the bush, sporting a new and particularly deep cut across her cheek. She felt a single bead of blood trickle down her cheek before raising a hoof to wipe it away. She looked around, realizing she was in a small clearing. In the centre was a large grey stone, half buried in a hole of some kind.

“Twilight mentioned she plugged it.” She grumbled approaching the rock and poking at it with a hoof. “Now how am I supposed to get down there?”

As if on command the ground shook slightly as the rock fell a few inches down the hole. Curious, she stomped on it, causing it to fall quite a distance. He lips spread into a smile as she jumped down the hole, landing on the rock with a solid thump before continuing further towards the cavern said to hold the Mirror Pool.

A few more minutes of stomping and jumping let the rock finally fall away from the tunnel that was just barely big enough for it, rolling to the side to reveal a large cavern with a pool in the centre. The cavern was lit with mushrooms and various other luminous plant-life that let off a soft light.

Rainbow didn’t waste her time as she approached to pool and looked into it. Staring back up at her was herself, a confident smile on her face. She took a second to admire herself and her brilliant idea before thinking back to Pinkie’s rhyme.

“And into her own reflection she stared… yearning for one who’s reflection she shared… uh, how did it go? Oh right, and solemnly sweared not to be scared at the prospect of being doubly mared!” As she spoke the final words the pool started to shift, a few ripples emanating from the edge. The ripples slowly turned to bubbles, then to a cyan head with a rainbow mane. The head was followed by a pegasus body; cyan wings a perfect match for her own.

“It worked!” Dash cried happily, thrusting a hoof into the air. Her clone stared blankly at her for a second before opening her wings and cocking her head.

“Race?” She asked inquisitively.

“Uh, sure, but for now we need to sort some things out. First, though, what should we call you?” Rainbow sat back on her flank, her front hoof rising to rub her chin thoughtfully. “I know! I’ll be Rainbow, and you can be Dash, sound good?”

“Race?” Dash asked curiously, flapping her wings and hovering in the air.

“Not now. We’ll need to teach you a few things. Come on.” Rainbow led Dash back up the tunnel to the entrance.


“You know what you need to do?” Rainbow asked, peeking out from behind a bush across the street from a tree.

“Yep, I need to go find Twilight, my marefriend, and tell her I chose her over the Wonderbolts, my life long dream. From then on we can live happily; all I need to do is keep her and her friends away from anything Wonderbolt related to keep our secret safe.” Dash responded, puffing her chest out proudly at the fool proof plan.

“Excellent, now go on, the sooner the better, she didn’t look too healthy when I saw her.” Rainbow shuttered as she remembered the pale, sickly looking unicorn she had seen earlier that day. With a nod Dash walked towards the library and knocked on the door. Rainbow sighed sadly as she looked up, the sun had just gone down and the moon was just peaking over the horizon. It had been a hard decision, deciding where she would go, either to stay with Twilight or stay with the Wonderbolts. In the end she had decided to stay with the Wonderbolts. In the end it came down to the fact that everypony would be happier that way. She could fulfill her life long dream, and Twilight and her friends could stay happy. It was a win-win scenario.

She took off into the air with a powerful flap and started making her way back to Cloudsdale, only to stop and turn around. She looked sadly at the scene before her. There was Dash, her clone, being kissed passionately by Twilight. She felt a tear threaten to leave her eyes as something dawned on her; she could never see Twilight or any of her friends again. They would be happy, but would she? Sure, she had the Wonderbolts, her life long dream and long time goal, but was it worth it? And if she changed her mind now, was it too late? What would Twilight say when she walked up behind them and told her what happened and what she was going to do? She didn’t know and she didn’t want to find out. She took of as fast as her wings could carry her, her necklace bouncing against her chest as tears forced their way out of her eyes.

“Element of Loyalty. Who am I being loyal to now? The Wonderbolts? Myself? Certainly not my friends or Twilight. But who takes priority?” Rainbow’s thought bombarded her until she could no longer see Ponyville. There was no going back now. She forced her eyes to dry and shoved her thoughts to the back of her mind. Filling it instead with thoughts of her next show. Her new stunts she was working on, anything except a tree library and a lavender unicorn.


Twilight stayed in her bed, wrapped in her blanket in her darkened room, tears both fresh and old staining her cheeks. Even now she wanted to cry, but she had no more tears to use. She gripped a picture to her chest with her hooves; her and Rainbow Dash, flying through the sky as the sun was setting behind them. Twilight was glad she brought her camera with her that day; her very first flight with Rainbow. She scrunched her eyes tightly as a new wave of tears washed over her. She remembered giving Rainbow the ultimatum, remembered her dumfounded reaction, and remembered telling her to get out. She wished she could undo every second of it.

Did she really expect Rainbow to choose her over the Wonderbolts? No, not really, but at least then Rainbow could move on. Twilight wouldn’t hold her back anymore.


She was about to call for Spike when she remembered she had sent him away. She had sent him up to Canterlot on some bogus errand she couldn’t even remember so he would be out of the way when Rainbow came home. But now she had a problem; there was somepony at the door, and Twilight didn’t want to get out of bed.


Whoever it was they were being persistent. Gathering what strength she could muster, Twilight stood slowly from her bed, her blanket still wrapped around her shoulders. As she approached he door she passed her desk, sitting on top was a pristine cyan feather. With a flick of her horn she put it back where it belonged; behind her ear. She may lose Rainbow Dash, but she’d still have her feather. She would never forget her.


“ALRIGHT!” Twilight yelled, her annoyance giving her the energy to make it down the stairs and to the door. She opened it, fully intending to chew out anypony who would disturb her at such an hour. To her shock, opening the door revealed a cyan pegasus with a rainbow mane and a confident smile on her face.

“R-Rainbow?” Twilight stuttered, taken aback at the sudden appearance.

“I choose you!” Rainbow said proudly, her smile widening to a grin as she puffed her chest out. Her eyes flashed to the side briefly, to brief for Twilight to see where she looked, but long enough that she noticed it. He mind, however, didn’t pay attention to it as she wrapped a hoof around Rainbow’s neck, dragging her in for a kiss.

When she broke the kiss she caught a glimpse of something shiny out of the corner of her eye. She turned to look at it, only for the dark of the night conceal it from her. Her focus was brought back to Dash as she gave her one more hug and motioned to the inside of the library. “Mind if I crash here tonight?”

“Of course, Rainbow.” Twilight smiled brightly as she stepped aside, letting Dash into her house. Whatever she had seen was instantly forgotten as she watched her marefriend trot happily into her home. Into her life.


Twilight awoke the next morning to the sun streaming through her windows like she had countless times before. But this time was different, this time she wasn’t alone. This time there were cyan legs wrapped around her midsection; holding her tightly to a cyan body behind her. The steady rising and falling of Rainbow’s chest nearly rocking her back to sleep as her heart pulsed rhythmically against her back. She smiled as she closed her eyes. How many times had she awoken without the safe feeling she now had? Too many for her to count, but now it all seamed like a bad dream. Rainbow was there, with her, for her.

Her sigh caused the pegasus to shift. She too opened her eyes.

“Morning Twilight.” She said groggily.

“That’s odd; she normally calls me Twi, especially in the morning.” Twilight thought, but quickly pushed the errant thought out of her mind. There was no reason for her to doubt Rainbow, not after she had chosen her over the Wonderbolts.

“Morning Rainbow.” Twilight replied, rubbing her eyes to clear her vision. Today was a big day, and they needed to get up. They had to tell their friends about her decision; Pinkie would probably throw a party. Twilight giggled at the thought, Pinkie would throw a party for any happy occasion, but was it still happy when Rainbow had to give up her dream for it?

“Not morning yet, you can get up if you want, but I’m sleeping in.” Rainbow released her grip on Twilight and rolled over. Again Twilight found this odd; Rainbow never slept in once she was up. Twilight just sighed and chalked it up to the stress of being a Wonderbolt for two months and got out of bed. She headed to the kitchen to make breakfast. The cyan feather discarded on her desk. She didn’t need it anymore; she had the real thing now.

Author's Note:

Short chapter this time around, just wanted to set up the cloning thing, the next chapter should be out faster to make up for the fact that it is shorter as well, but wafter that I am trying once again to aim for round 3K words. I hope you all enjoy, we are nearly 75% through the main plot that I have planned.

#1 · 84w, 6d ago · 1 · ·

:rainbowderp: I need to make a life decision here. It'll take a lot of thought.

Me: That's the Rainbow I know! Taking everything into consideration to make the tactical-

:rainbowdetermined2: Imma make a clone of myself to stay with Twi' while I join the Wonderbolts. Sure my friends will find out at some point, but that's not an issue. I mean it's not like the Wonderbolts are famous and will publicize the hell out of me and my name right?

:rainbowderp: Hey where are you going Clone?

Me: I'm taking a lawn chair, parking it in front of Twilight's house, and I'm going to wait for this thing to crash and burn.

#2 · 84w, 6d ago · · ·

Without a battle-hardened Droid Army, what use are clones?

I know...(facehoof)...

#3 · 84w, 6d ago · · ·

Poor Rainbow. Not very good at the whole forethought thing.

#4 · 84w, 6d ago · · ·

:ajbemused: good choise feather brain :rainbowhuh:

#5 · 84w, 6d ago · · ·

Called it, to easy LOL

And Dash done messed up. no good will come from this. at all

#6 · 84w, 6d ago · · ·

So you only have the epilogue to write.

Because Rainbow has just betray Twilight and her trust.

Rainbow has chose and it's the Wonderbolts, too late for regret, sorry but there no turning back.

And I don't give Twilight more than 24 hours to know it isn't the real Rainbow Dash who is with her; She's far from stupid and it's an insult to the character to write something else.

Also, nothing that you could write will make believable the two together at the end, you shot yourself in the foot.

That why you only have to write the epilogue.

Cédric out

#7 · 84w, 6d ago · 1 · ·


I don't think your giving me enough credit, you'd be surprised at how believable I can make something like this. but you'll have to wait and see, I can tell you right now there are at least 4 more chapters to this story.


At this point she is only thinking about maximizing how happy she and her friends are. I really need to add something though, something make a little more sense of what I'm about to say; she couldn't just leave the Wonderbolts, element of loyalty and all, loyal to her team, herself, and her dreams, along side her friends. Next chapter clears this up a bit, for now this chapter is only to get the clone situation handled. Next chapter will explain more.

#8 · 84w, 6d ago · 1 · 7 ·



Wait, you were serious ? I give credits where credits are due and It isn't your fic's case.

You need to take a dictionary and read what a betrayal is, because this is exactly what Rainbow did.

And a romantic relationship would never survive a betrayal, but maybe you don't have first hand experience to know.

Four more chapters of useless drama you mean ? Seriously write an epilogue,this is the only logical step after this chapter.

Because this chapter was worse than a Harry Potter fan fiction.

And for the 'wait and see', please don't make me laugh...Again.

Cédric out

#9 · 84w, 6d ago · · ·

cedric, stop trolling so much

and btw i was expecting like 50 or 60%. or maybe thats my imagination coming up with a massive really bad issue thats gonna start up between rainbow and dash that will drag out the plot line more

either way good story

#10 · 84w, 6d ago · · ·


I'm well aware of what betrayal is, I have expirienced it first-hand. I'm well aware it is next to impossible to recover from it. Though for future reference, I would advise you wait until you can read the next couple chapters before passing a judgment such as you did. I mentioned in the notes that this chapter held very little content and that the next chapter would contain more of this. As for pointless drama, you have no clue what I have planned, so you are in no place to judge what kind of drama I have planned.


The thought crossed my mind for soemthing like that. But in this case I have to give it to cedric: Twilight not finding out is an absolute insult to her character. Though I have a few ideas to extend the story even further passed the main plot it will most likely be in the form of an epilogue.

#11 · 84w, 5d ago · · ·

Dash made the wrong decision. She SHOULD have had the clone stay with the Wonderbolts because she will still get the fame and then she should stay with Twilight. Plus with this method even when they find out Twilight won't feel as abandoned just angry that Dash used the mirror pond.

#12 · 76w, 4d ago · · ·

this is not going to end well.

#13 · 43w, 4d ago · · ·

>>2229152 Yes. Yes, go out. Now.:twilightangry2:

#14 · 3w, 22h ago · · ·

I love Rainbow, but sometimes I hate her decisions...

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