Chapter 5 - With One More
Dissociative
By Strawberry Jelly
Chapter 5 - With One More
"Okay!" Pinke flopped down onto her flank, looking over the checklist in front of her. Making the Shattered Igneous, Snowcream, Confetti, and Geode Cake Supreme was an endeavor that she hadn't prepared for; as such, she had two of her sisters already out collecting the necessary ingredients. When Limestone appeared, she was planning on having her youngest sister help make the snowcream icing; that was always the mare's specialty.
Pinkie closed her eyes and focused, "Okay girls, I need your help!"
Slowly she imagined the world fading way into blackness around her; the sounds echoing from downstairs slowly withered into nothing more than a soft background noise for the pink mare. This wasn't the first time that she had done this, but it always came with mixed results; sometimes being more helpful and sometimes only causing problems. With Pinkie now being alone in the world, she began to visualize another pony sitting a few feet in front of her.
Slowly the hazy, colorless blob started to take shape of a lithe white mare with a wonderfully bouncy yellow mane that was only a little longer than Pinkie's. Her eyes were also closed as she looked down, sitting lifelessly in her forced daydream. Her wings that were standing out on either side fell and naturally folded at her sides; her cutie mark was a familiar three balloons, but instead were all a uniform purple. She was the mare that Pinkie had known as surprise, and was among the first personalities that she had met.
Next came another hazy and colorless blob that slowly formed into a slightly pudgy mare with a coat almost as black as a moonless night sky; her mane was a rather bland style that was almost like Maud's, but had two long strands that came down on either side of her bangs, creating a framing for her face. It was a deep midnight blue as well, but a lighter blue more akin to Luna's fur color and had a single silver streak running through it. Her cutie mark was an old style lock that had the classic key hole in the center of it; akin to one that you would find on old prison cells. She assumed the same position as surprise in only a moment; save, instead of two wings, she had a long spiraling horn. Her name was Pinkamena and she came around the same time that Surprise had. Originally she didn't really have a name, but Pinkie decided that Pinkamena kind of suited her sometimes grumpy personality better than it suited herself.
The third for her to focus on was a filly that's fur was a pale pink that actually almost bordered on white. Her mane was a curly indigo style that bore reminiscence to Pinkie and Surprise, but was instead pulled back into two pigtails. She was easily the youngest of the group, being barely old enough to have her cutie mark; which was an image of a slice of Shattered Igneous, Snowcream, Confetti, and Geode Cake Supreme. It was a memento that she had earned when she came up with the recipe for the gargantuan cake. While Pinkie was considered an amazing baker, nobody could compare to the talent that D really had. Although she went by that nickname, she had initially decided that she wanted a full name too, to which she lovingly named herself Diana Artemis Pie. It wasn't until later that she had realized just how much of a mouthful that would end up being if everyone had to say it.
The final mare took a little longer for her to create an image of, but eventually it came together into a light gray earth pony with a perfectly matching mane. Her cutie mark was a pair of rounded glasses with a quill and inkwell behind them. She was the pony named Inkril, but far preferred the nickname of Inkie. Although she rarely came out, she was easily the most outspoken and proactive of the alters; even somehow more so than Pinkamena. Not that she was as grumpy as the protective mare, but she certainly was the most manipulative. She never used it maliciously mind you, but she knew just what to say and do to make a plan come together.
With all four of the mares present, Pinkie finally spoke up, “Is anyone here?”
There was dead silence for a moment and so Pinkie called out again, “Hello?”
Again there was no response, but after a moment the filly started to stir and looked up at Pinkie with those two deep emerald eyes, “Hi hi!”
Pinkie giggled and nodded, “Hi there, D! You're just the pony I wanted to talk to!”
“Why? Did I do something bad?” D took a nervous step back, looking over Pinkie nervously.
“Oh no, silly filly; I do have a surprise for you, though!” Pinkie giggled.
“I thought that was Surprise's job,” The filly joked and poked her tongue out playfully.
“Not when we're making Shattered Igneous, Snowcream, Confetti, and Geode Cake Supreme!" Pinkie cheered and opened her eyes, dispelling the illusion on accident, "Uhm... oops?"
"I'm still here," D said, to which Pinkie had a mental image of the filly pouting, "But it's supposed to be special! Who are we making it for?"
"Well, our sisters of course!" Pinkie smiled and hopped in place, "Maud and Marble are already getting the rocks! I need your help to make the batter though, and we need to get Limestone to make the snowcream icing when she arrives!"
"Limestone's coming too?! Okay, okay, so... So, we're going to need at least five cups of brown sugar, four cups of confectioners, and 6 cups of granulated sugar. We're also going to need two bags of waffles, seventy-five pellets of tic tacs, five sheets of candy buttons, a saltshaker half-full of cinnamon, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, streamers, colors... Also, a quart of ice cream, a quart of corn syrup, a case of rock cider, a pint of french vanilla creamer, and two dozen doughnuts. Not that we need all that for the cake, but once you get locked into a serious sweets collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that has me worried is the french vanilla creamer. You know there is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a pony in the depths of a creamer binge, and I know we're going to get into that rotten stuff pretty soon." D spilled off her entire list of goods that she needed and some that she just wanted, but it was enough to give Pinkie a strange sense of deja vu.
~~~
Twilight smiled as she slammed the book shut, taking a deep breath that was finally clear of any dust. It had taken her all two hours for her to have read the entire book from beginning to end, but she had finally compiled a list of things that Pinkie could easily be afflicted with. Not that she was a therapist by any stretch of the means, but her curiosity made it all too difficult for her to refrain from forming hypotheses.
"Alright, so considering what I know about Pinkie, I have selected four plausible issues that she might have, I think-" She was cut off by the baby dragon that nonchalantly threw in his feelings on the matter.
“Why don't you just ask her?”
“Because she yelled at me the last time that I had!” Twilight sighed and pressed her hooves against her face, sighing deeply into them.
“Well, didn't you ask her when she was clearly freaking out? Maybe ask her when she's calm?” He said again, laying a tray of dandelion and daffodil sandwiches that he had made for her, “Why do you always get so worked up over Pinkie though? You did the same thing when you learned about her Pinkie Sense.”
“This is different though! She might genuinely have something wrong with her!” She half-shouted before she went silent at the realization that her library door had just slammed shut. Quickly turning around, she came face to face with two turquoise eyes only a few inches away from her own.
“Wrong with who?” She said slowly and calmly. Maud already knew the answer though, which is why she was already at the library. Twilight was getting dangerously close to hurting Pinkie, and she wanted to see to it that it was not going to happen.
“O-Oh hi, Maud,” Twilight said with a nervous smile, clacking her forehooves together and uneasily shifting her eyes away from the mare's gaze.
“Pinkie told me what happened,” Maud said flatly, sitting down next to the princess with her expression as unreadable as ever.
There was a thick and uneasy feeling that weighed the air down, almost to the point that it was crushing Twilight. She wasn't sure if she should come out and just admit it, lest she end up upsetting Maud. Then she remembered that she was talking to the most stoic mare in the history of Equestria.
“I didn't mean to upset her, but.. I'm worried about her,” Twilight frowned, actually receiving a very small smile from her surprise guest.
“I'm going to go... uh... clean the room,” Spike ran upstairs to escape the uneasiness that he could almost see settling over the room.
“You're a good friend,” Maud said flatly and shook her head, “But please don't ask her. She needs to tell you on her own terms.”
Her voice was serious, but in a different way than her usual deadpan; to the point that even Twilight had noticed the shift in her tone. With that, the princess sat up straight and replied, “Can you at least tell me if she's okay?!”
“She's not in any danger. I can promise you that it's something different, but not bad,” Maud obliged, but was unwilling to tell the mare on her sister's behalf, “I've told you what I wanted, so I must return to Pinkie and help her make the cake.”
Before Twilight could pry any farther, the mare stood up and walked out of the library without another word, leaving Twilight sitting on her flanks with her mouth halfway open and only having more questions that needed answered. Pinkie was keeping a secret from her friends, but if it wasn't bad like Maud said, then why would she be hiding it? On that note too, how was having a conversation with yourself considered 'good'?
That nagging feeling only grew worse from Maud's visit rather than helping to settle it. Where questions were answered, only more appeared in their place and Twilight truly wanted nothing more than to settle it once and for all. She was curious beyond repair, and a curious Twilight Sparkle is as relentless as the hydras of Froggy Bottom Bog.
“I'll find out without asking Pinkie,” She declared to herself. If she wasn't allowed to ask her friend, then she would simply have to observe and record everything about her. Answers were bound to follow if she only paid close enough attention to her friend; after all, hallucinating ponies to talk to isn't exactly a subtle issue.
~~~
“Whoops!” Pinkie shouted as the batter literally exploded all over the kitchen the moment that she had taken it from the oven. The pop rocks that she had placed into the batter was clearly a terrible idea from both of the chefs.
“Maybe if we put them into the icing instead?” D suggested, feeling that changing the recipe might have been a bad idea.
“I think Mr. Cake will want us to clean this first,” Pinkie lamented, looking around the room at the scorching hot batter and cake that coated the counters, stove top, and even her mane.
“We can just do that later! We have to make the cake, silly!” D shouted excitedly, “Besides, isn't it more important to have the party ready first, then we can worry about chores?”
“Fine, we can clean up while the next cake is baking, okay?” Pinkie offered, to which D accepted with a mental nod.
“H-Hello, I was told Pinkamena Diane Pie was back here?” She heard an unfamiliar voice call from behind her; turning though, she saw a single gray mare with a black mane looking back.
“Ooh, you got her!” Pinkie said dumbly back, feeling a certain ticking of an internal clock start to go off for a moment before her eyes widened in shock, “... Octavia?!”
“Tavi?!” A third voice chimed in, jarring the pink mare and filly.
“Oh my gosh, I knew you sent her letters but she's actually here?!” The white pegasus squealed in excitement, almost ready to take control and tackle the mare at full force, but Pinkie had beaten her to the punch.
“P-Pinkie?!” Octavia shrieked at the sudden physical contact, almost immediately causing her to want to pull away and vomit on the spot from the uneasiness that shot throughout her gray body. She jerked away and held a hoof over her rapid beating heart, gasping for air.
“O-Octavia? I-I'm sorry,” Pinkie frowned and took a cautious step back. Had she been too forward? Was it too soon to hug her own sister?! What if she just left and went back to Canterlot because of that hug? What if-
“N-No, I'm sorry... I-I'm just still not big on being touched,” Octavia said and took a deep breath to try and calm her nerves. She should have expected no less from her sister to suddenly tackle her like that, but something kept her from mentally preparing herself from it. It took everything she could to stop the anxiety attack that was threatening her. “It really is good to see you though, it really, really is...”
“What's wrong with her? She's acting like Pinkamena when she eats a stale muffin,” D commented uneasily.
“No, I don't think that's the problem,” Surprise clarified with a wry frown.
“Maybe I should say something?” Pinkie frowned.
“Can I try?! I give the best hugs and you know it,” D said hopefully, being the only party involved that was oblivious to her sister's panic.
“Maybe tell her a joke?” Surprise offered, choosing to ignore D's comment.
“I don't think it's the time for jokes, but maybe candy?” Pinkie offered.
“Pinkie? Are you okay?” Octavia looked back up at her sister with those two violet eyes, “You seem a bit distant. Well, more so than I expected.”
Snapped back to reality, Pinkie nodded, “Sorry, I was just worried about you...”
Octavia smiled and offered her sister an uneasy hug this time, to which the pink mare obliged with a little less enthusiasm this time around. She still felt like she was going to go into a panic attack, but she stomached that agony as best she could in order to show her sister that she really had returned to see her. No matter what had happened all of those years ago, she truly did love Pinkie and just wanted what was best for her. Not that she had ever particularly had proven is since the incident, but she still really did care.
“Do our other sisters know you're here yet?!” Pinkie grinned widely, not yet realizing that she was going to have to make a quadra-party.
“I... I hadn't run into them yet,” Octavia lied. She knew good and well that Limestone had seen her, but she didn't want to admit it to Pinkie that she hadn't made amends yet.
“Then we gotta tell them!” Pinkie bounced in place excitedly, “I'll have to make the cake bigger, and it'll be amazing!”
“No!” Octavia half-shrieked, having her cheeks flush a little at her outburst before shaking her head, “I-I mean, shouldn't we make it a surprise for the party?”
Pinkie paused for a second in thought, “What do you girls think?”
“I think it's a great idea! Ooh, we should totally put some pranks in the different drinks and the cake too!” Surprise derailed from the initial question, but Pinkie couldn't help but giggle at that idea. The last time she put that many pranks in her party though, Gilda had gotten more than just upset. Sadly the Pegasus really had a tendency to go too far with her pranks if nobody was there to keep her in check.
“I guess...” D agreed, not really sure what was going on.
“I think that's a great idea!” Pinkie cheered, accepting the unanimous vote for the party, “Oooh, I just had another iea! Can you do me a super duper big favor?!”
“D-Depends,” Octavia asked with a raised brow.
“Can you help me make the pop rocks? Do you remember the recipe?” Pinkie grinned widely in anticipation, only getting a cautious nod from her wayward sister.
“I-I think so...” Octavia couldn't have been far more wrong.
At least the rock candy tasted good, though.
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I'm 100% okay with this, even if the release rate suffers a bit (say, 6-to-8k-words-long chapters with a 3-4 day interval between them). The longer the better, but that's just my opinion.
It's up to you, though.
As if there wasn't already enough here to make this my current favorite fic, you go and make a Fear and Loathing reference.
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I think the verdict from most folks is that I should extend the chapters~ So yeah, my release time may suffer a little for it, but I'll try to release at least 5k word chapters each time.
Besides, I think it comes down to quality vs. quantity at this point; I've noticed that my chapters are all lacking and feel a tad rushed at 2500 words, so maybe it'll help with pacing as well.
4160656
I was wondering if anyone was going to pick up on that
4156140
D and Inkie are honestly my favorite two alters personally.
I'll admit though that I based the different alters on different moments that Pinkie has had in the show; particularly ones where she seems 'out of character'.
Well, ones where she seems /in character/ too. Headcanon for this story made me rewatch almost all episodes that have Pinkie in it to pick out different traits to different personalities.
I figured that out pretty quickly, and I actually think this is a great idea which adds a lot to your fanfic ^^.
So, I said I was going to wait until I read all the chapters before giving my opinion, and now that this is done I can tell you I really like it and am really glad to know you will do longer chapters and take more time to write them.
I also have some questions, but I will PM you for them.
(By the way, sorry if my english isn't perfect, I'm french ^^'.)
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*steps on to soapbox* No, this guy is right...whether he's high or not is irrelevant. Or maybe it is relevant, seeing as to how DiD (and many other mental illnesses) tend to self-medicate with recreational drugs. This is not an accurate representation of DiD at all. Dislike this guy's comment all you want, but he's the only one with balls enough to state the truth....the story itself is actually decent. That is all. Good day to you all. *steps off soapbox*
Is that slang for drugs, cause that's all I know of referenced as "uppers" and "downers". If it's not, I would very much like to know what you meant.
4167799 I only see one error in your English that's barely even an error at all, so you're fine. In fact, your English is probably better than that of most native speakers.
4171874 Anyone who has been on this site long enough knows Regidar is "that guy".
It's best for most people not to take him too seriously, though I think he means well and has good points sometimes behind all that sarcasm and vitriol.
If you know so much about DiD, instead of simply proclaiming that this fic is not a good representation (like Regidar), tell us why that is and what DiD is really like.
You wouldn't be the first person. The author seemed to respond positively to such constructive criticism before.
Taken from a comment by the author:
I forgot to mention this in my last comment:
I think you should be wary of writing long chapters. A little longer than this might be fine, but I've seen many people fall into the trap of over thinking their writing and making progressively longer and longer chapters with more and more time between releases. If you let it sit in front of yourself too long, it's easy to second guess your work endlessly.
While not perfect, so far your work has been good enough to keep me interested at least. Also, I would hardly call this chapter filler without characterization. There's a certain amount of reading between the lines that you can and should expect readers to make the effort to do, and given that fact, there has been plenty of characterization thus far. If you were to do a bunch of exposition on the aspects of each personality, you'd lose the mystery and suspense that keeps it all so engaging, giving the story a boring clinical feeling instead. As cruel as it may seem, you want people begging for more as you slowly fill in the gaps, and the people, though they may bemoan it, want the tale doled out in just such a fashion. So, just keep your spirits high and take any complaints with that grain of salt.
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Okay, so the uppers and downers thing was just Pinkie being Pinkie; well, D being D. Not that D herself particularly does or ever had done drugs. In her mind though, she's heard the terms before, but isn't really aware of their meaning. That and I like to imagine that Pinkie's idea of 'uppers' and 'downers' refer to types of candy and food.
Also, while I am wary of writing long chapters, I don't intend on making them too long. Around 5-6k words; so about double their normal length.
Upon reflection of the chapter, it does come off as having more implied characterization than I expected, but I mostly wanted to get the point of their appearances across in the first part. That being said, I am trying to keep the characters a little ambiguous and show you through action versus just stating it bluntly.
So, I actually am about to start on chapter 6; it's been a bit of a hectic few days for me and I haven't quite been myself as much as I'd like. No worries though, I should have it out soon in any case.
4172245 Okie Dokie Lokie.
Thanks.
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whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, streamers, colors
In case you didn't get it, that's a reference to the movie Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. It seemed as though you didn't catch the reference, albeit you may have and opted for the academic deconstruction instead. Not trying to sound like a smartass or anything, by the way. Respect, Breda'.
As for why this story does a poor job of elucidating the "ins-and-outs" of DiD, it's way too much to post here. There's a Wikipedia article on it, though. It's just seems as though Pinkie is too "healthy" and comes across more manic depressive than dissociative, though the two conditions can be co-morbid. DiD is a much more serious mental illness than how this story made out to be. I'm not getting all indignant or anything. I think the story falls just short of establishing the entire breadth of how DiD is. But I like the story in general. It's got some unique ideas, and the grammar is pretty decent. The author is clearly talented.
4178315
As with all disorders, DiD has its ups and downs. It's not a constant assault of depression, irritation, derealization, or psychosis (and surprisingly frequent migraines). Yes, it's a more severe disorder than the story has been showing so far, but that's the glory of the story being only 5 chapters in; especially considering this story is going to be longer than even I anticipated.
That being said, yes, I know the full extents of what DiD can do to relationships, yourself, those around you, and your job. I will also admit that I'm not making Pinkie abuse drugs or alcohol because, well, it's Pinkie. That and I don't really like thinking about that phase in my life either; although, I leaned more on the alcohol side of that. Which in hindsight, hadn't helped with the problem at all, but it did help me avoid it.
Also, if your only source is wikipedia, please don't let it be. It's not that wikipedia's the scourge of truth like schools pretend it is, but it gives you only a general synopsis versus the nitty gritty. At least in my experience.
4178315 I would probably have still had the same question, but yes, I had never even heard of that movie before so there's no way I'd get the reference, although it did sort of sound it could be a quote from something. Thanks.
Also, 8 years of college has made me rather academic in general. 
Sorry about calling you out like that, but you did get on the soapbox.
You seem like just the sort of calm reasonable person I wish there were more of. Brony on. 
4178478 I feel compelled to point out that Pinkie does have a vice named sugar. Lucky for her, her magical pony body seems to deal with it
, except in fics where she gets diabetes 
.
4178478
I wasn't at all trying to insinuate that you were disingenuous, claiming to have DiD for attention or what have you, miss. I also wasn't criticizing you for some perceived "insensitive" portrayal (ironic seeing as you have the illness yourself) of people with DiD, like how some people do with their indignant, proxied fervor in being offended for other people. I ain't a "caped crusader", so don't worry about that. I intended no disrespect and only gave my honest critique, exclusively as to how pertained to the story. I just wanted to point out how the story didn't fully show the symptomatic behaviors of DiD. It seemed to skirt the edges of how god-awful this disorder really is, and how it completely encompasses and consumes one's life.
It was almost as though the story downplayed it, albeit this may have just been a literary decision on your part to maintain that machina of lightheartedness. But if you're just building us for the next chapters where Pinkie/D's illness gradually gets worse, then I apologize for being an idiot. The story itself, like I've said before, is pretty good and fun to read. Looking forward to the later chapters.
On a side note, DiD is one of the most co-morbid types of mental disorders, as it's rarely diagnosed by itself and is usually symptomatic of schizophrenia or the "personality shift" that sometimes comes from brain tumors and brain damage. The reason I say this is because severe migraines can be symptomatic of brain tumors and the like. Your migraines aren't symptomatic of DiD. I don't mean to alarm you (and you may or may not already know this), but you might want see a neurologist as soon as possible. Apologies for the long comment....a lot of points to cover.
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Forgive me if I sounded defensive; I really didn't mean it that way. It's hard to protray emotions through a wall of text, and I apologize for making it seem as if I were upset.
I know you meant no disrespect and was just saying it as you see it, but I was just meaning to say that I'm aware that I'm skirting the darker parts of the disorder for the sake of the plot being built up. I haven't forgotten the darker aspects, but are merely avoiding them for now. Emphasis on 'for now'.
I also am aware my migraines aren't directly related to my DiD, but certain aspects of the disorder seem to help trigger them; namely when I have rapid personality shifts (well, as rapid as such a thing can be. Usually it means I change, change back, and change again).
I do need to see a neurologist about it though.
Again though, sorry for seeming defensive; I really didn't mean it that way. I really do appreciate your input, but I mainly wanted to say that your fears were not needed, although they were understandable.
4178629
You seem like just the sort of calm reasonable person I wish there were more of.
As much as I appreciate your kind assessment, it's not warranted. I can be pretty weird and overly aggressive at times. I'm not at all your typical "brony."
Sorry for getting up on a soapbox. That's for demagogues. And I pointed out why the story's description of DiD was downplayed solely in a literary capacity, as it pertained exclusively to the story ...not towards the author. And you've been school for 8 years? Going for your doctorate in something? What's your major, man?
And dude! You gotta' see that movie! It's the absolute quintessence of "the shit."
4178798
Good. Go see that neurologist as soon as humanly possible. If you've got what I think you might have, then it's essential that your doctor catches it early.
Yeah, same here about the text issue and conveyance of tone. I always put a "no disrespect intended" or something similar after a critical post to avoid sounding like a dick. I wasn't implying you were defensive or anything, either, miss. I just covered my bases. And it makes a lot more sense that Pinkie's mental health is gradually going to deteriorate in later chapters. I hadn't considered that she might just be in the initial stages of the disorder or something. Cool. Looking forward to reading.
4178629
Okay, sugar is pretty vicelike for her xD
I suppose eating disorders can be a side effect as well of did.
That being said, you really should watch Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. It's a pretty awesome movie; that, and it's unbelievably quotable.
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Well, the last time I went to a neuroligust , they turned up empty handed. I want to go and get a check up at the very least.
But no, with any luck I'll have the next chapter out sometime tonight or early tomorrow. Then I can get back on a regular schedule for releasing them.
Thank you though for putting your input in though, and what do you think might be wrong? Not that I like to self diagnose, but I am curious what you think. Or maybe you can tell me after I get it checked out. That actually might be better, but it's your choice.
4178799 We all have our moments. All long as you're cool at least 80% of the time you'll have herd immunity!
(Biology Brony joke)
I probably should have just stuck around for a doctorate but nah. I've just taken the long road. I took a diverse grouping of classes when I started to get a good general background and just try stuff out, then got an Associates of Business Administration, then Bachelor of Science, Accounting (graduated Summa Cum Laude
), then finally a Master of Business Administration to boot. Over 200 credit hours, 3.9 GPA all the way, and still unemployed. 
... I'm working on that though. Might just start my own business.
4178839 I'm guessing that Pinkie's just had it well under control and hidden for a long time but is about to relapse.
4178894 He was, I believe, inferring that you quite possibly could have a brain tumor or other damage you're unaware of. If so, you really need to get a CT scan or something similar to identify it.
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Well, I'm still not an expert or anything. Just a psyche major. I'd rather wait until you get your prognosis reevaluated before making any sort of conclusion as to what's causing your migraines. Just check up with your doctor, and don't leave until he fully evaluates you and schedules you for a CT scan at the very least. Don't take "no" for an answer, if he just tries to wave you off. And if he tells you you're fine after the CT scan, get a second opinion. If both doctors say that you're alright neurologically, you can take their word for it. It's very unlikely that two doctors will miss any major problems. Don't mean to scare you, but it's better to be safe than sorry.
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I do understand; I'll make sure to get a second opinion either way though; just in case. After all, it doesn't hurt to ask at least. Honestly they aren't true chronic migraines, but are just recurrent ones. I'll schedule a ct scan though just in case.
4167799 You type in much better English than most of the people on the internet, so now worries. Besides, I learned Russian before I learned English, despite being born in America. Plus, a lot of people think I'm a foreigner because I somehow got stuck in an accent. Weird, huh?
Rainbow Dash was the one to pull those pranks.
So much heartbreak imminent
Within this world,
residing an illusion.
A terrible rose of pain,
and its sting shall surely end your bonds.
We shall read on.
4410298 maybe it was Surprise's idea? Or maybe Rainbow up and lied to put Gilda on the spot?
Dammit, Twilight! Don't you remember what happened last time you stalked Pinkie?! See? This is why you aren't best pony. Bad Twilight. BAD!
I think that these "fillers" are awesome.
I wouldnt call these fillers but if they are they dont distract from the story so Kudos
Fear and Loathing in Pinkie Pie's Head
"Oh Celestia, did you eat all these pop rocks?"
"Thassright! Itwazme!"
"You better pray to Luna there's some gas-x in that bag, or we're in some big bucking trouble."
*Facepalm*. I'm calling it now, this will be almost as bad as the lesson zero
If only a tiny little bit less