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Jun
11th
2013

Equestria Divided RP: Vitani · 7:00pm Jun 11th, 2013

Name: Vitani
Gender: Female
Species: Zebra
Type: Zebra Skirmisher
Known as: Vitani of the Northern Tribe, Vitani, Sister of Vine Flower
Tribal Glyph: Dart.

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Thanks for the fave :twilightsmile:

Thank you so much for adding my very first story, The Farmer & The God, to your favorites. It means a lot to me, and I hope you will forgive my rookie mistakes. Haha. :rainbowlaugh:

Thanks much for your favorite of A Human, a Pony Princess, and a Mistake!

Thanks for the fave.

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Why I like Pinkie Pie

At first, Pinkie was my least favorite of the main cast. She was perky, bubbly, and way too sweet. Way too girly and I don't really mean that as a bad thing, but she just wasn't for me so to speak. For most of season 1 she stayed my least favorite. Then 2 things happened that changed that. One was the episode "The Cutie Mark Chronicles" It showed me a humble upbringing, a time before Pinkie was the party-pony we all know today. Then she ruined it by making me think she made it up.

But what really turned my way of thinking of her happened in "Party of One."

It was when she thought all of her friends thought they didn't want to be her friend anymore. In that moment I saw the real Pinkie. Behind all the parties and laughter, she is just a scared girl who doesn't want to lose her friends or want to be alone. In that way, she is not unlike most of us. Even her slight mental-breakdown [ AKA: :pinkiesad2: = :pinkiecrazy:] showed more into her mind. It showed her insecurities; that she belived that if everyone didn't like her parties, then they wouldn't want to be around her or want to be her friends anymore.

In a way, is it not unlike what a lot of us do? We all act a certain way around our friends, often at time never really showing our true selves for fear of being rejected, often fearing that if we do, we would lose those we hold dear to us.