Story Notes: Unity 2, part 1 · 12:45am April 12th
Here we goooooo! As I try and remember all the different obscure references I put in this thing. If I miss one, anthro Sparkler is gonna come after me.
Here we goooooo! As I try and remember all the different obscure references I put in this thing. If I miss one, anthro Sparkler is gonna come after me.
Well, we've reached the end of the week, and so here's the promised ginormous blog post that covers ALL THE THINGS.
Episode screencap
It's probably going to be super-long, 'cause six stories. Also I can't tag them all, so I guess I'll just have to tag one.
With a pairing of these two for my Jinglemas story this year, it took quite the restraint to avoid making the obvious pun in the story*: a pun so obvious, the show put it in a Season 1 episode written before Berry Punch had even been designed as a background pony. Light spoilers below for the story, of course; read at your own discretion.
Today's St. Patrick's Day (or yesterday was, depending on where you are).
Celebrate responsibly.
Iowa, not necessarily a destination for a mare on the move, although if she’d ridden the Dakota, Minnesota and Eastern, she could have stopped off in Britt, Iowa . . . home of the National Hobo Convention.
Before I begin, I must thank AlwaysDressesInStyle for not only pre-reading, but also giving me the opportunity to write a story in his 16-verse (Car Wash-verse? Mustangs with Mustangs-verse?)
In anthropology, there is a concept known as “First Contact” – the first contact between an isolated civilization and the world at large, or between two civilizations which have never before come in contact with one another.
In science fiction, the concept has been extended to first contact between species – typically, between humans and aliens, though occasionally otherwise.
It’s happened again! Another author has risen to the challenge of the Not-A-Contest!
And as you might have guessed from the intro image, the protagonist is a griffon.
yeahhhhhhhhh, i already migrated back to tumblr several months ago, and removing the ability for me to make weird polls that anyone can vote on is just one more bad thing on top of the giant pile of bad things that is twitter. I'll be on my aforementioned tumble and its sideblogs with my weird polls if you wanna find me. i post stuff like the below sometimes:
While this statistic probably doesn’t exist, I’d put money on the Lauritzen Gardens/Kenefick Park having more locomotive by weight than any other public park in the US. Sweetsong was right to guess you’d put them where traffic on the highway can see them; in fact, they’re on a hill overlooking I-80.
Is this the most efficient route west? No, it isn’t. Sweetsong will get there when she gets there; it’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey.
Pre-read by AlwaysDressesInStyle!
One more tunnel, this one short, and then an open expanse of saltwater! Is it the Pacific?
Sadly not, but it’s close to the Pacific. Sweetsong’s nearly reached the ocean.
Special thanks to AlwaysDressesInStyle for pre-reading!
Seattle! Home of the Space Needle and lots of coffee, not to mention the home of Boeing. A good place to tour for a bit, a good city for a pony to be in.
WARNING: POTENTIAL HUGE SPOILERS. DON'T READ THE TEXT IF YOU DON'T WANNA BE SPOILED. THIS IS JUST FOR MY OWN CONVENIENCE TO REFERENCE LATER
Heading west out of Seattle is kinda complicated . . . just like getting from Michigan to Chicago, there’s a lake in the way and you have to go south first. Plus, a lot of trains is a lot of opportunities, but not necessarily a lot of speed.
A mare can’t stay in one place for too long . . . Chicago has plenty of opportunities, but the open rails are calling.
Pre-read by AlwaysDressesInStyle
haha we don't talk about my old stories ok. ok ahahah those are old don't read them please i'm begging
i'm keeping them on this site for, ah. archival reasons. allow me to spare you from witnessing approximately 10k words of run-on sentences and improper usages of "your" that I, somehow, in 2014, once believed had any value as a form of literature. sincerest apologies to the few dozen whom that very misfortune fell upon
Special thanks to MSPiper for pre-reading! On short order, ‘cause that’s how I roll!
Once again, we return to our ponies and their tasty Taco Bell espionage!