Welcome to this amorphous void that contains stories and comments of an indeterminate value. It's not all that pleasant here, really. I'd leave if I were you. This is the ass-end of literature.
Flight and life lessons mix for Rainbow Dash, Spike, Scootaloo, and all of their friends as everpony reaches for the sky, supporting each other's dreams and hopes no matter where they may lead them.
Spike has grown as an outcast in dragon society with one exception but he is now leaving the safety of his home for the mystery of the world he had been denied.
Twilight gives Spike a journal. He is not amused. Nevertheless, he shall write whatever happens to him and his friends in it, no matter how strange. Covers S1, with bonus chapters from the CMC.
After quite a lot of pestering, Princess Luna allowed the Cutie Mark Crusaders to see the dreams of their friends one night. But after a mistake, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo. Will try everything for help Spike to find his own purpose.
Diamond Dogs are the bane of most civilized races, they treat everyone they find horribly. Not even their pups escape their treatment which just creates an indefinite circle of mistreatment. My name is Gem Stone, I am a Diamond Pup and I will change.
Underneath the saccharine veneer of Equestrian society there dwell the morbid, ominous realities unknown to most. Rainbow Dash and Big Mac are of the few who know something is wrong. Together they must stop the madness which threatens Equestria.
There. I changed the rating to "Mature"...whatever the hell that's supposed to mean. You happy now, man?! Huh?!! Ya' fuckin' happy now, ya' goddamn goose-steppers?! Y'all niggas just don't understand true art....you Philistines make me fucking sick...
I'm not all that sure, man. Did you read the story I wrote? Or did you read a Home and Garden magazine? You tell me. I wrote it and even I can't be all that sure what's going on.
Also, the story (granted it's pretty fucking weird to begin with) won't make a whole lot of sense without reading Fractures. You'll be missing some...integral...err...fucking useless context needed...to uhh...yeah I got nothin'. And Spike keeps forgetting to use his fire for a reason. He's lived with ponies for so long, he tends to forget he's a damn dragon.
Jus' hold me close, baby...don't lemme' go...mmmmm....
That depends...how would you feel about this scenario if you were Spike? Whether Mac could help himself or not, you'd still think he was dangerous, wouldn't you? A tornado can't control itself when it levels a trailer park...and totally fucking ruins my...err...some guy's meth lab, right? Not saying that's what's going on here necessarily...just floatin' ideas an' shit....I was never even here...*makes low "wooing" sound to seem mysterious*
Well, Karma, I just answered your question. But I guess I was being too vague or something. (Not being a dick or anything by the way, baby doll...you know I love ya'.) Whether the reasons for Mac's behavior are out of his control or not, Spike would still be pretty scared of him. Of course, Spike is really overreacting, as we both know...Mac isn't a serial killer or anything...but the reasoning is still the same, in that a force of nature like John Macintosh Apple in the throws of a unparalleled, psychotic rage theoretically would still be pretty scary. Knowing why a lunatic is batshit crazy wouldn't make anyone feel any less on edge around said lunatic. Would you feel safer around a mental health clinic patient with late-onset schizophrenia who was babbling to himself about "eating babies" and "killing the demons" if you knew about how he began developing the disease's symptoms at the age of 16 and his mother constantly locked him in the basement after sexually molesting him at a very young age?
No...you wouldn't. You'd still be fucking scared, right? I'd be pretty freaked myself. It's sad and very tragic what's happened to this poor psycho, but the consequences of whatever he chooses to do or however he chooses to behave are still omnipresent. Like I said before, a tornado can't help itself when it destroys things...just like a lunatic can't help himself when he destroys things. This is why Spike felt a brief twinge of pity for Mac. He's still too young to fully comprehend why, but the feeling is still there. Of course, he doesn't know that Mac would never hurt the little guy in a million years...but honestly...after all that shit with Jeffrey and the cider shed...can you blame him? Well, I didn't mean to write you an essay or lecture you or something, Karma. Just wanted to answer your question as thoroughly as I could. You're probably my most dedicated reader after all...a fact of which I'm rather appreciative, too.
There. I changed the rating to "Mature"...whatever the hell that's supposed to mean. You happy now, man?! Huh?!! Ya' fuckin' happy now, ya' goddamn goose-steppers?! Y'all niggas just don't understand true art....you Philistines make me fucking sick...
Marked to read later at a better hour.
IF spike could have used his fire anytime, why didnt he?
What the fuck did i just read?
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I'm not all that sure, man. Did you read the story I wrote? Or did you read a Home and Garden magazine? You tell me. I wrote it and even I can't be all that sure what's going on.
Also, the story (granted it's pretty fucking weird to begin with) won't make a whole lot of sense without reading Fractures. You'll be missing some...integral...err...fucking useless context needed...to uhh...yeah I got nothin'. And Spike keeps forgetting to use his fire for a reason. He's lived with ponies for so long, he tends to forget he's a damn dragon.
Jus' hold me close, baby...don't lemme' go...mmmmm....
Will Spike think better of Mac when he finds out he has PTSD?
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That depends...how would you feel about this scenario if you were Spike? Whether Mac could help himself or not, you'd still think he was dangerous, wouldn't you? A tornado can't control itself when it levels a trailer park...and totally fucking ruins my...err...some guy's meth lab, right? Not saying that's what's going on here necessarily...just floatin' ideas an' shit....I was never even here...*makes low "wooing" sound to seem mysterious*
Come on, dislike bar! You're almost caught up with that douchebag, like bar! I believe in you, little buddy!
4533420 That's not what I meant, yet Mac would still be dangerous, but wouldn't he feel more comfortable knowing there's a REASON for it
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Well, Karma, I just answered your question. But I guess I was being too vague or something. (Not being a dick or anything by the way, baby doll...you know I love ya'.) Whether the reasons for Mac's behavior are out of his control or not, Spike would still be pretty scared of him. Of course, Spike is really overreacting, as we both know...Mac isn't a serial killer or anything...but the reasoning is still the same, in that a force of nature like John Macintosh Apple in the throws of a unparalleled, psychotic rage theoretically would still be pretty scary. Knowing why a lunatic is batshit crazy wouldn't make anyone feel any less on edge around said lunatic. Would you feel safer around a mental health clinic patient with late-onset schizophrenia who was babbling to himself about "eating babies" and "killing the demons" if you knew about how he began developing the disease's symptoms at the age of 16 and his mother constantly locked him in the basement after sexually molesting him at a very young age?
No...you wouldn't. You'd still be fucking scared, right? I'd be pretty freaked myself. It's sad and very tragic what's happened to this poor psycho, but the consequences of whatever he chooses to do or however he chooses to behave are still omnipresent. Like I said before, a tornado can't help itself when it destroys things...just like a lunatic can't help himself when he destroys things. This is why Spike felt a brief twinge of pity for Mac. He's still too young to fully comprehend why, but the feeling is still there. Of course, he doesn't know that Mac would never hurt the little guy in a million years...but honestly...after all that shit with Jeffrey and the cider shed...can you blame him? Well, I didn't mean to write you an essay or lecture you or something, Karma. Just wanted to answer your question as thoroughly as I could. You're probably my most dedicated reader after all...a fact of which I'm rather appreciative, too.
This is pure
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Jesus! I ain't that great, brah! Brahmin! Training Brah! Pull outta' me already, dude!
Do...do you have a man-crush on me? It's okay...you can admit it...it's mutual, baby...mmmm....
Glory to Staplor, man. Don't you fuckers deny it now.