(or social count, just being silly.)

I, in my me-ness, am working with Blue Bastard, Flynt Coal, the 1954 Brookly Dodgers, the Ozark Mountain Daredevils and Radio City Music Hall's World Famous Rockettes to do...absolutely nothing.

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"Nothing old, nothing new, nothing ventured
Nothing gained, nothing still-born or lost
Nothing further than proof, nothing wilder than youth
Nothing older than time, nothing sweeter than wine
Nothing physically, recklessly, hopelessly blind
Nothing I couldn't say
Nothing why 'cause today
Nothing rhymed"
- Gilbert O'Sullivan

Just thought I'd get some things off my chest here.

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This one is gonna be a little on the dark side (so you're forewarned) and will focus mainly on the characters here, so no Sunset - besides, she's in LA during this time (story takes place during spring break/the Los Angeles arc of Book I.)

I will forewarn you all now that if you're expecting shiny happy people, that's not going to happen.

Might come out today, might come out tomorrow...you never know....

...and you can all thank Arctofire for it.

...still waiting approval.

But it's not as though you wanted to find out what happens to Twily, right?

EDIT: Some music to listen to while you wait.

(give or take, depending on approval queue....)

Tomorrow is the big day! So don't forget, or else you'll break her heart.

Trust me, it can get ugly.

I heard something is going to happen then.

"Incredible things are happening in this world,
Magical things are happening in this world...."

Especially moved to Christmas for Whitewolf_Stormrunner's kid sister.

If there was one thing that could describe Sunset right now, “jittery” would be that word. Right now the girl was practically vibrating enough to set off the San Andreas Fault, and more importantly was acting like a long-lost twin of Pinkie Pie.

“Sunny!” Octavia snarled in a mock-angry tone. “Calm down, would you?”

“I can’t help it,” the flame-haired girl replied. “I’m just…I dunno, nervous.”

“You act as though you’ve never had to wait for someone to come back before.”

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Within the darkness of her room, Fluttershy lay on the bed, having not moved since she took a shower and returned to her bedroom to change. She didn’t have to worry about taking care of Angel today; her mother had been working to the bone so much as of late that her boss insisted she take the day off. Angel had taken advantage of that, most likely: it gave him the chance to go back into those violent games of his and play with relative impunity.

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“Octavia, dear – I want you to be honest.”

“But I—”

Rarity looked at her. “Do you really think so little of me?”

Octavia adjusted uncomfortably in her seat. “Well, you are Sunny’s friend.”

“I’m yours as well – we are a group, or did you forget that?”

“No,” Octavia sighed. “It’s just….” She sighed. “You’ll think I’m being petty.”

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...I might release something 7DSJ related on Thanksgiving. That is, if anyone's interested.

And if so, here's your hint.

As she pulled into the parking lot of the Equestria County Alternative High School for At-Risk Students, Celestia grunted as she parked the district-issued 2007 Toyota Corolla into the staff space, thinking about how much she hated driving this thing and how it handled, well, like the clunky piece of crap it was. Admittedly, she would have much preferred to drive her baby, but parking a pristinely-kept 2007 Hyundai Tiburon GK FL2 in the middle of Sunnytown was tantamount to painting

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here you go!

...I might have something to whet their appetite while waiting. If anyone's interested.

Okay, I don't know about Blue, but I'll be the first to admit that I have gotten a lot of questions along the line of:
"Why is Fluttershy Japanese?"
"Why is Rainbow Dash Mexican?"
"Why are most of the girls white?"
"Where are all the black [Asian, etc.] chicks?"

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The teen shook her head. “No, Mom, this isn’t your fault. But I already know what’s in it, and frankly, I don’t want to go.” A rare look of anger and disgust crossed the usually-placid teen’s face as she said, “I want nothing to do with him.”

“Flutters, he’s your father,” Posey told her daughter. “You should give him a chance.”

“No. I’ll admit, I have great memories of when I was just a kid. But when he left us – and for a stupid, selfish re—”

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And this is what happens when you work on a cover at four in the morning. Got the cover for 7DSJ B3 done, but really screwed up Sunset's facial expression. Was going for a 70s soft rock album cover vibe, but....dat jaw. I'll come up with something else.

In the meanwhile, feel free to cast thine eyes upon mine failure.