Sunset and Starlight were both enjoying an afternoon "out on the town" in Canterlot. If somepony were to look at them in exclusion of context, they would be indistinguishable from any other couple of young, rich, pretty mares indulging themselves in all of the finest in what the royal capital had to offer. In context, however, there was no mistaking the vibe they were giving off as a pair of playful thermonuclear warheads that everypony else in the city, including its most arrogant and

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Princess Celestia guided her star pupil, Sunset Shimmer, to a room which contained something that she'd long been making excuses to herself to never show the filly.

"I had hoped... wished and prayed, even, that I'd never have to teach you this lesson, my dear little Sunset."

"Who would you even pray to?" Sunset asked, both genuinely curious and desperate to deflect and alleviate the crushing gravity of the conversation and its context.

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I really did. I watched a season and a half of it. But it never got better. Honestly, I feel like it progressively got worse. It's a mindless, garbage show that in all seriousness makes me feel embarrassed for the voice actors for having been suckered into participating in its production. Every character in it is an abomination wearing the decaying face of its respective original as a mask. I could go into detail about the particular failings of each character, but really, it's just easier to

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The Thunderbird

Let shudder the skies
And tremble the earth.
A titan will rise
From ignoble birth.

Bathe my soul in infamy
And your own in sin.
Then turn and beg for me
To save your ass again.

“Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.”

―C.S. Lewis

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It just occurred to me that I haven't watched at least half of Season 7. I think? I also haven't watched several episodes of 8, probably. Well, I have plenty of time now thanks to a couple of car accidents inside a week discouraging me from ever driving again, at least for another week. Or month. Or maybe even for real. There goes my pizza delivery "career". Went out with a bang. Heh. Who knows what I'll do next? I'm good at a lot of things, but I don't really have any passions. Other than

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This is an interesting movie that asks an interesting question at the beginning, one which materializes philosophy. The less graphic version of this question I'll post here for the three or four people reading my blog posts to pontificate on.

If over the course of a navy battleship's career, you were to replace every last piece of the aging ship with a new one; then once finished, build a second ship out of the replaced parts of the first ship, which one would be the real original ship?

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It occurs to me that Sunset and Starlight are not knockoffs of Twilight. They are both (at their respective debuts) digs at fans who perceived Twilight to be a temperamental princess bent on world domination; and an agent of oppression wearing the mask of friendship, respectively. Funny how that turned out, since now they're both obedient members of "the Team". In context though, Sunset appeared when Twilight was inconsiderate and demanding, and amplified those flaws with obsessive tendencies

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A.k.a. "why Hasbro can't sell this shit to their target audience"

The fact is that every male in Equestria is facing a "submit or die/lose everything" scenario, and I have to say that I find the message being sent somewhat appalling. I mean let's take stock:

Castle Guards: barely sapient, can't function without orders and are basically decorations

Spike: a willing slave who flees from freedom and shies away from power. Also, gifts make him evil.

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Thanks to my mother's brilliant idea of employing the neighborhood kids and I on her failed attempts to flip houses combined with my slipping attention due to both Ritalin and childhood, I have experienced the sensation of having had a nail go entirely through each of my feet and at least one of my hands, albeit on separate occasions. The only things I got from these experiences are a lot of pain, the inability to use the parts to their fullest potential, and the absolute terror of a risk of

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