“We've been out long enough as it is,” Stu said, looking across the dim enclosure. “Are you sure we must stop now?”
“We're only halfway to Sanctuary, and we need to preserve our strengths,” Sam Rose said. Evening had fallen, and the gray world above hung dark and ominous. The four ponies and Rainbow Dash were retiring within the comforting embrace of a dense chunk of marble, doubly shielded from the sky of Silvadel above. In the distance, several loud shrieking noises could be heard. That didn't stop the group from making a tiny fire to warm themselves as they reclined to catch their breaths. “We've eliminated many broodlings today. No need to rush to our destination. Once we are safe, then we can celebrate. I'm sure the Council would respect that.”
“Very well, your majesty,” Stu nodded.
“I'm going to patrol and watch for hunters from above,” Sam Rose said, trotting away. “If you hear my whistle, dive for deeper cover.”
“But your highness!” Swirls exclaimed in a raspy voice. “When was the last time you slept?! Don't you need your rest as well?”
“You know me,” Sam Rose grunted, though in his voice there was the barest hint of levity. “I will rest when I'm dead.”
Stu and Swirls chuckled lightly. “Well said, my leige,” Stu uttered.
Sam Rose disappeared amidst the wreckage.
Stu took a deep breath. “I don't know where he finds the energy. I reckon it's his armor.”
“They say he wears it in his sleep,” Swirls added.
“Guess we'll never know for sure.”
“Heeheehee...” Swirls sat down next to him. “You know, he only took down half of the monsters on this excursion.”
“It was a group effort. We all kicked scaley butt together.”
“Yes, well...” Swirls smiled warmly. “You were really brave out there today.”
“Hmmm...” Stu stared off into the grayness and cocked his head aside. “Yes. Yes, I was.”
Swirls chuckled again. Closing her eyes, she gently leaned into him and nuzzled his side. Stu supported her weight, and the two were quiet within the breaths of one another.
Rainbow Dash observed this from afar. Exhaling, she squatted low on her haunches and rested her muzzle down beside the fire. With two jaded eyes, she gazed up at a tiny patch of sky.
“It must be really unfortunate.”
“Hmm?” Rainbow Dash glanced aside.
Ember Speak sat across the tiny campfire from her. “To not be able to fly,” she said.
Rainbow Dash made a face. “We're surrounded by death and destruction and the only thing you feel bad about is the fact that I can't fly?”
“You mustn't have known that you'd be running into dragons,” Ember said. “Being stuck here below the surface of old Silvadel isn't your fault.”
With a bitter smirk, Rainbow Dash gazed towards where Sam Rose had trotted off. “He seems to act like it is my fault. I really can't blame him...”
“Sam deals with a lot of frustrations. He's the sole heir to the Silvadelian throne. He has a lot on his shoulders and... well... heh...” Ember smiled crookedly. “He isn't exactly living in the same luxurious palaces as his forebears.”
“Say, how come there's a prince anyways?”
“Huh?”
“On the way through your kingdom, I picked up a book from some old, old library. It said a lot of stuff about the Silvadelian way of life. It described a ruling oligarchy and a ritualistic family structure. It didn't mention anything about royalty.”
“Hmmm...” Ember Speak scratched her chin in the firelight. She spoke, lightly, her voice echoing like raindrops against the tiny enclosure, “The royal family is as old as Silvadel. They're as important as the Council has been for us throughout the years. I guess you could say they're like the surviving spirit of this kingdom.”
“It sounds like there's quite a few of you still kicking around beneath the basement of burning dragonville.” Rainbow Dash raised an eyebrow. “Sounds like you ponies got enough spirit of your own.”
Ember Speak chuckled lightly. “I guess I really can't explain it. Sam Rose means a lot to us. We'd follow him into death if it meant winning back even an inch of our kingdom.”
“It's really that intense a situation, huh?”
“This 'situation' is my life, Rainbow Dash,” Ember Speak said solemnly. “I was born beneath the rubble, as was my mother and her mother before her. Since foalhood, I was told about the dragons and what they stole from us.”
“Just what are they here for?”
Ember sighed, gnawing on her lip as she gazed into the flames. “Nopony is sure, exactly. Not even the Council has all the facts right. All I know is that Silvadel was once a glorious kingdom. We cultivated paradise in the middle of a harsh desert. We constructed a peaceful coexistence of civilization and nature. And then... the dragons erupted.”
Rainbow Dash made a face. “What do you mean, erupted?”
“They, uhm... They sprung up out of the earth,” Ember Speak said gently. “Hundreds of them. Thousands. In the space of days, the entire realm of Silvadel was converted into a giant brood's nest. The calamitous birth of so many fire wyrms at once was enough to demolished this kingdom from the inside out. The way I understand it, this was something that was always bound to happen, only the Silvadelians had no clue. They couldn't suspect that there was something teeming, brooding underneath the homes they built out of love and prosperity.”
Gulping, Rainbow Dash muttered, “The Matriarch.”
Ember Speak nodded. “Nopony knows her true name, or why she chose the underground caverns under Silvadel to be her nest. But she arrived in the subterranean hovels below the palace centuries ago and laid her eggs. When her broodlings hatched, it spelled the end of the old age, and she's been holded up in her place of labor ever since, undoubtedly watching over some ghastly hoarde.”
“Has anypony ever seen her?” Rainbow asked. “The Matriarch, that is.”
Ember Speak fidgeted. “None that survived.” She cast the pegasus a forlorn gaze. “And those who returned to speak of her... mmm... did not live long...”
Rainbow Dash said nothing. She gazed quietly into the sparkling campfire.
Ember smiled out of nowhere. “This book that you found. Do you have it?”
“What? Oh... Yeah. Yeah, I still do.”
“May I see it?”
“Sure. Heh, why not.” Rainbow Dash opened her saddlebag and reached in. “You'll likely make more sense out of it than I ever... uhhhh...” She paled, having grabbed a green bound book by accident. Clearing her throat, she reached I deeper, grabbed the Silvadelian book, and hoofed it over. “Seriously, though,” she managed in a shaky voice. “It's pretty boring.”
“Heh...” Ember was smiling brightly as she cradled the manuscript in her hooves as if it was an infant. “Speak for yourself! I love things like this...”
“Do you now?” Rainbow Dash remarked, for once in her life not having the impulse to call another soul an “egghead.”
“I've salvaged several books and portraits in the last five years of visiting the surface,” she explained. She looked up at Rainbow Dash before flipping through the book some more. “I'm lucky, you know. Very few ponies get to visit old Silvadel. It's not an easy lifestyle, of course, but I'm blessed to be able to fight and hunt alongside Sam. If it means being able to see glimpses of the past ike this, then I feel... connected. Does that make any sense?”
“Heh...” Rainbow Dash slid the green book into the deepest corner of the saddlebag and snapped the thing shut. “You're talking to the last pony who would bother much with connections,” she muttered.
Ember Speak paused to look at her. She slapped the book shut and squinted, murmuring, “You're... from a long, long ways away, aren't you?”
“Hrmmff...” Rainbow Dash scraped her forelimbs against the stone floor before her. “What gives you that idea?”
“You mean besides the fact that you have a pretty, magical mane?”
Rainbow frowned. “For real; cut that out.”
Ember Speak giggled lightly, then spoke, “The elders of the Council tell me ancient stories of flying ponies, and how they used to hover over every corner of the earth like fae folk. But then, one day, the pegasi all withdrew into clans. They built castles out of clouds and piloted their sky cities to the furthest corners of the earth, so that way they could look after the entirety of nature.”
“Huh... That's a pretty sexy version of our backstory.”
“But is it true?” Ember leaned her head to the side. “Could your kind walk on clouds, shape the weather, and build such amazing cities as Stratopolis?”
“Stratopolis is a myth,” Rainbow Dash grunted, then shrugged. “But the other parts, they're not too far from the truth.” With a sigh, she gazed up at the dim sky above the wreckage. A tiniest hint of light danced through the smog and clouds. “I haven't met any pegasi since I... well, since I began flying places.”
“No?”
“It's been hard to stay excited,” Rainbow Dash said. “I didn't figure it would suddenly become hard to stay alive.”
Ember didn't immediately respond. She watched Rainbow Dash for a while, following the angle of her eyesight. Eventually, she said, “Do you long for the sky?”
“Eh... It's not quite that.”
“What's bothering you, then?”
“Timing,” Rainbow Dash muttered. “Lousy, rotten timing. It was almost a full moon right when I got here. I was hoping to... meet with a good friend.”
“In old Silvadel?”
“No, not quite. You see, when the moon is full, I get to use this snazzy pendant you see around my neck to chat with an alicorn princess from far away and—”
“Uhm, Rainbow Dash?”
She stopped in mid-sentence, glancing at the mare. “Yeah, what?”
Ember Speak was squinting. “What's this... 'moon' and why should it be 'full?'”
Rainbow Dash did a double take. “Uhhhh...” She glanced upa t the ruins, ruins, ruins, and dense smog beyond. “Oh. Uhm... It's... It's a bright cosmic body, I guess. And... like... an alicorn goddess raises it every night to shed light upon the world and affect the tide. It's kind of like the night's version of the sun, only it's not as bright as the sun, and it's also made up of different—”
“'Sun?'” Ember Speak gazed curiously.
Rainbow Dash blinked. She looked at the fire, then at her hooves. “This 'Sanctuary' of yours... It's really darn deep in the ground, isn't it?”
Ember nodded. “It has to be, otherwise we wouldn't survive. It's large, vast, and is home to thousands of proud Silvadelians all working together to bring about salvation.” She took a deep breath. “Still, though, I'm willing to bet it's not nearly as glorious as where you come from, Rainbow Dash.”
Rainbow looked at the rubble, then at her. “Would you like to know about where I come from?”
Ember's eyes brightened, and her teeth showed with a gleaming smile. “I would love to...”
Damn, don't even know what the sun or moon are. Damn.
Dash, I think you need to turn off your swag.
New Objective Added: Travel to Sanctuary
Rainbow Dash, the walking myth.
Geez, to not even be there to see the sun and moon or know what they are...that's gotta be rough.
And crap, now Dashie's gotta wait another month before she has the opportunity to talk to Luna again.
Luna is not going to be happy if Dash misses another appointment.
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Is that possible for this Dash? I've read stories where Dash had conscious control over her swag level, but this Dash in particular seems to exude near-lethal amounts of swag at all times, willing or otherwise. She's going to have a potential-love-interest harem by the time all is said and done.
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She does technically have a few days, yet. The moon is usually full for around 3 days out of every month (I believe it's three, I might be mistaken), so there's still time to get in a little chat with everyone's favorite Moonlady.
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Something tells me that fate isn't going to be kind enough to give her those three days, though.
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Luna did extend the length of the full moon when Dash was back with Gold Petals, though. Dunno, I just have the feeling that she does get to talk to the Moonlady before the next full moon. Can't really articulate it, just a feeling I'm getting.
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You have a seriously epic adventure ahead of you, my friend. Do be sure to read the comments after each chapter (starting around chapter 30, I think), else you won't get all the little in-story references IC makes about them.
I remember when I first started reading this. I was going to read three chapters a day and pace myself. Four days and 120 chapters later I realized I need more self restraint.
Achevment unlocked: the what?
What's a moon furthermore what's a sun?
Inventory Item Lost: Book on Silvadel
So, on a completely separate note:
I just burned my way through all of Background Pony.
Austraeoh and Background Pony are written by completely different people.
Both deal with similar subject matter, namely the nature and meaning of existence, but do comPLETEly different things with it.
You see, Austraeoh is, first and foremost, Dashie On A Quest. She's been cursed, somehow, and shit's gone down so hard core it's not even funny, but the entirety of this story revolves around the fact that Rainbow Dash Must Fly East. It's not a "let's all go have fun!" or a "it'll be exciting!" adventure, it's a "go save the universe and discover yourself, we'll hold the fort" adventure. Yes, Dashie's taken to it with something resembling glee, and yes she's not precisely running as fast as possible, but that can be explained by Celestia's sheer power and regular contact with Luna, who would have told Dashie if she needed to move it.
The fact of the matter is that this isn't something where Rainbow has the luxury of helping others because she's got free time: this is a case where she's helping others because it helps soothe her soul from the endless circles of thought that must pass through her head as she soars through the skies. To ignore people in need and something mysterious that can be discovered is not in Dashie's nature, and this is compounded by the fact that something tremendous went down and she is the only survivor. Grief, guilt, horror, worry - all these squirm throughout Rainbow's mind and spirit as she desperately tries to make things right. True to her nature, instead of dealing with these "mushy feelings", Rainbow shoves them to the side and focuses on the objective. But such things can only be forgotten momentarily, and her "mini-quests" to help people along the way are examples of how she finds ways to take her mind off the torturous thoughts that hound her daily. Luna's talks, and reminders of what she needs to do, only serve to amplify these feelings. Such a juxtaposition demonstrates precisely what it means to be loyal, and how much of true love and loyalty can make you sacrifice. Are you up to such a task, dear reader? Because while we may all be fans of Rainbow Dash, few of use possess the true strength of character necessary to hike through the bloody Himalayas and fight a squadron of flipping dragons, all for the sake of those we have loved and lost.
Thus, the story teaches a completely different lesson than Background Pony. Background Pony deals, to an almost cosmically brilliant degree, with the intricate consequences of a single, fundamental shift. Lyra's curse in BP is so simple, yet so hauntingly painful that it strikes, to a greater or lesser degree, into the soul of any reader and demonstrates the important things about life through sheer vibrancy of dictation, characterization, imagery, and empathy. It is a story about non-existence, about the intricate necessity to make an imprint on the world and how unimportant that imprint ultimately is. It is a paradox, and i]Background Pony demonstrates how both are necessary to be truly, definably alive in this world. Lyra's attempts to be remembered, her sad acceptance, then placid calm progression forward, are representative of the need for humans to be memorable, that moment when we realize we aren't, and the strength of character it takes to not give up and make a way where none apparently exists. Are you up to such a task, dear reader? For while many of use may be fans of Lyra Heartstrings, not many of us would be able to persevere as she has.
But the reason why this ultimately leads me to determine that these are NOT the same people is because such analysis cannot be done simultaneously, to this degree, and to this level of sheer, brilliant, dazzling skill. For one thing, making anything this good requires your full attention. Trying to juggle two such projects is a recipe for disaster. But more importantly, the way you must think to reach such conclusions about life, and the way you must feel in order to express them properly, requires you to be very firmly rooted in your beliefs. You must be determined. You must be passionate. You must look to those who disagree, who say you are wrong, and you must buck them in the teeth. You, as an author, MUST be able to realize all of these things and hold them tightly to your chest, cradling them as infants so that you may nurse them into great works. Such things must be completely impossible to strip away from you, because otherwise your story begins to fall flat, propped up by the tools of writing, but failing to have the innate spark of life that causes angry men to fall silent and the oppressed to break out with a roar.
THIS is what is necessary to create a story that can change lives. I will not hesitate to say that both Austraeoh and Background Pony have done so. A single person may do one or the other, but nothing short of a literary genius, unheard of since the times of the ancients, could do both, much less do both simultaneously.
((holyGodthisislong))
Dash.
You forgot to turn your swag off again.
So Ember knows about pegasus myth, knows what clouds are... but not what the sun and moon are? How?
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To be perfectly frank: without a shadow of a doubt.
Maybe I'm just being jaded, but 90% of all of everything sucks. Horribly. This is true for Fimfiction as well as anything else in any fandom. Of the 10% that's actually pretty good, about 90% of THAT is "really quite well done". That's 9% out of the entirety of Fimfiction. Is my book, Austraeoh and Background Pony are so stellar as to make up portions of the 1% that is "utterly, without question, the pinnacle of what is possible". There are many similarities, but to examine their respective meanings to the extent that each author has requires a devotion to the art so rampant and unquestioning that, despite any desire to the contrary, this work must consume the entirety of their being and of their mind. Your entire person must be perfectly synchronized with what you are writing, or else the message falls increasingly flat and the reader is not entranced.
Also, what's with the "snkkt, heeheehee"?
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Thought both of these while I was reading this. Can you imagine being Luna? Only having one opportunity per month to speak with your champion and regularly being spurned? If I were her, I'd assume Rainbow Dash to be dead. She's missed many months' worth of full moons. It takes a lot of blind faith to assume she's still kicking at this point.
Also, as soon as I read "What is this 'moon'? And why should it be full?", I got a small tear in my eye. These ponies have been forced to live underground for their entire lives to the point at which they don't even know that the moon is. I can hardly imagine an existence as meaningless and empty as one in which I cannot venture outside except when I wish to do harm. As much as I endorse violence as a method of solving problems, I cannot recommend it as a lifestyle. The Silvadelians have my fullest sympathies.
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Let me start by applauding your analysis as insightful and concise; if we can learn anything from both of these stories it's that you can intellectually approach even the things that seem trivial. Yet while I find you analysis excellent I think you've failed to prove your thesis on the evidence presented. Your entire hypothesis is predicated on the idea that two things written by the same person must be similar in plot, theme and moral. That is a false pretense. Look no further than SS&E's other listed bodies of work and the drastic differences they contain, particularly I Met a Pony in Hell, which primarily stars Lyra. The Lyra of Hell is a completely different Lyra than the one in Background Pony, and by a longshot. What you have written is an excellent comparison between two adventure stories, allowing us, the reader, to truly appreciate some of the more subtle points of the respective writings.
Moreover, your last piece of evidence is your true hypothesis: that one can not simultaneously write two pieces of awesome. I put forward that it is, indeed, possible for a few reasons. To illustrate this let us look to Shortskirtsandexplosions. First, SS&E has built a reputation of being manic: 40,000 word chapters, long grimdark stories, posting 7 stories at once, and so on. He is clearly a skilled writer, and clearly knows how to bang out an idea with relative speed. Second, and I've mentioned this in previous comments, Austraeoh updates on average once daily with a chapter length on average of 1,000 words. This length is perfectly suited to be the result of a writing exercise, something anyone who writes as more than just a hobby would partake in. To that end, a skilled writer, which we know Skirts to be, should have no problem banging out 1,000 words in less than a half hour, especially considering that Austraeoh has several chapters of just dialogue. As an addendum to that point, it's possible that chapters are written a few in advance and only posted once daily, though I doubt that since each new chapter is usually relevant to the commentary provided by the previous. Third, I feel your hyperbole (I'd say hubris but you're praising another, not yourself) is clouding your ability to be critical. Background Pony is excessively long, End of Ponies is on hiatus, and Austreaoh is not 168 chapters in with no signs of slowing down. These are not (yet) masterpieces of modern literature, they are in heavy, desperate need of editors.
I can see you are passionate, but let me reiterate my previous point by placing it next to your decree: Skirts has shown that he can handle multiple projects at once, Austraeoh nor Background Pony are a pinnacle of modern fiction, and lastly that elevating these stories on a pedestal that high removes them from their own context.
I've used SS&E to make my points, but overall it could be any other prolific fic author, Pen Strokes or someone. Writing two stories at once isn't hard if you have two distinct ideas, it's even easier if you write short, to the point chapters and chose to let said short chapters be influenced by its readers.
just finished... need moar
Double post, dealwithit.gif
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I'm not sure I follow the reply and I've already addressed most of your second post via my first, but I did want to address something else brought up:
If anything, that's circumstantial evidence to support the Fight Club theory that SS&E is IC. Varriations of "Snkkt.." are used 19 times in Background Pony and 4 times in Austraeoh (I used ctrl+F, don't worry guys). The other quirk, "Jee" for "Gee," is used 18 times in Background and 25 times in Austraeoh.
Thanks for the insight!
Mm, it's probably true that it's a BIT hyperbolic (understatement), and I do have a tendency to do that in my normal speech. I'll grant that they're probably not as ridiculously amazing as I've painted them to be, but I do disagree on issues of length of story. That, however, is probably best left to discussion in a separate thread.
On the main point: I still feel, however, that one does not simply "come up" with two different ideas and make them "appear" simultaneously. While yes, I will grant that both SS&E and ImpCol are incredibly proficient and rapid in production, it seems like a far too immense load to do both Aus- and BP simultaneously. The update gap between chapters of BP is approximately two weeks. If we assume that Aus- is updated approximately once every day, and given an average word count of +20,000 words for BP and 700-1000 words for Aus-, this would imply that SS&E/ImpCol (if they are indeed one and the same) are writing +2000 words a day. Having written many an essay of that length, and having spent at least an hour and a half on a single draft, I think it's safe to say that it would take an author of this skill approximately 45 minutes to whack a rough draft of +1000 words onto paper.
Now, sans hyperbole, I think we can agree that the standard of writing for Aus- is extremely high. There are no grammatical errors that interrupt the flow of the story, characterization is pulled off with aplomb, action is conveyed convincingly (if not necessarily realistically (but this isn't exactly a realistic setting)), plot structure is firmly grounded, and everything else runs along with quiet efficiency. I don't think it's a stretch to say that, if you're going to write a story with all of the above, you're going to have to spend at least an hour proofreading and editing for a +1000 word chapter. This assumes one hour of FULL ON, INTENSE proofreading/editing, which is somewhat unrealistic but not necessarily implausible for someone who can write +1000 words without much issue.
Thus, we have 1hr 45min of writing time per +1000 words. This implies 3.5 hours of pure writing, excluding drink/food/bathroom breaks. If we assume one bathroom break and two drink breaks, we can add that up to about 10 minutes, bring it up to 3hr 40min of writing.
This then goes on for several months without stopping.
Now, unless you're unemployed, you are not going to have that much time on your hands. Unless you're ridiculously skilled enough to do all of that with full concentration and not burn out within two weeks, I don't see how anyone can accomplish this feat. Argument can be made that a "professional" can do it, but I certainly remember reading about how either Hemingway or Fitzgerald wrote about 500-800 words a day (editing included) and spent most of the other time doing non-writing-related things. So I would say that this particular argument is, at best, awash in a sea of uncertainty, as we lack clear insight on either SS&E or ImpColon and their lives.
Regarding demeanor/personality/belief: I must admit that I haven't read "I Met a Pony In Hell". However, I do wish to ask: is that particular fic dealing with such questions of "what does it mean to be alive?"? Because if it does not seriously deal with that, I feel it's a situation of apples to oranges and should be excluded from this discussion. Additionally, and I probably failed to make this clear (sorry), my point is not so much that the writing must be similar in theme/moral/characterization for an author over time, but rather that running two separate themes, moral consequentialist plots, and characterizations of popular characters is the difficulty. I agree that an author's writing style and belief can change over time, but I do not believe that it is possible to write about two very different ideas simultaneously, to the standard shown. Unless, as I mentioned before, your talent exceeds the boundaries of normal measurement.
Note that the assumption I've made are based on my personal life and observation of the world around me. As a consequence, they may or may not reflect the average for humanity.
(bloodyhellwhyamIwritingsomuchaaaah)
Well shit I just inadvertently read the last chapter to date. I must've accidentally hit this instead of next.I was reading it really confused and thinking "dafuq did I miss"
Oh goddammit.
The chapter name, Ember Speak's name, the people not knowing what sun and moon are, citadel underground from overworld catastrophe...
It's all a reference. Can't believe I didn't see it before.
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yeah, I would be concerned for your health if this made sense
Nope, sorry, not buying it. At all.
i got a gears of war vibe readin about the matriarch..and dash better take this chick to the sky son
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Those are some pretty impressive arguments that you've got there. I'll send you a PM with my own thoughts on the matter because it could be a bit disrespectful to keep clogging up the comment-space with our speculations .
On a separate note:
"What's this... 'moon'"
Ember, what the heck!? Have you been living under a rock all of your -
Heh, right .
Anyhow, I'm looking forwards to something of a heart-touching scene tomorrow . Hopefully
That's the second time this so called 'mythical' city of Stratopolis has been mentioned by somepony
and then debunked by Rainbow.
I have a hunch that it's actually real, and that Rainbow's gonna end up going there later on in the story.
Wow I mention the green book and the author re mentions it he must have forgot about it
New mission: find your freinds and sancturay.
wait wrong story
been playing to much borderlands 2
Title Obtained: "Storyteller"
-Minty
I wonder if Dash will come across some ancient pegasus civilization later on...
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Man, how the hell did I miss a chapter?!
That out of the way:
Ember: "What's a moon?"
My reaction:
why is this alternate universe?
Aha! Sam is Honesty. He never takes off his armor (like AJ never took off her hat) and works way too much and doesn't get enough sleep (Applebuck season) I rest my case. Also, the dragons are darkspawn! They come from underground at a random time (Blight) and are led by one giant mama-jama dragon (Archdemon). That means.... Dashie has to become a Grey Warden! Dun dun dun! Ok, I'm clearly getting tired, but only one more chapter to go. Onward!
So are we finally going to find out what happened in Equestria?
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Skirts cranks out words like people on Jersey Shore drink beer. It's a gift, and he has it. Go look at his latest blog for his writing log. The guy's insane in his writing abilities.
Also, I have some, er, inside information. Skirts is indeed Imploding Colon.
Cheers.
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...One day, all 174 (as of today)
If what you have is a lack of self-restraint, then I have the biggest addiction known to mankind.
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Ahem. Nopony tells RD to turn off her swag.
Even though it would definitely help.
The Vault.
IIIIIt's Dashie's Ultimate Marathon Evaluation Time!!!!!
Okay...I'll admit that my eyes started to water when Ember asked why the moon should be full. So sad...Also, this new arc is shaping up to be very, very good. I like the personalities of these rebels. Also, my previous theory of the dragons bursting forth from the ground has been proven, so that makes me very happy. Also, my eyes are starting to swim...Dash is going to tell the rebels about Equestria...so bittersweet...These are my thoughts so far.
-MASH
P.S. Three left! Yeah! Wait...OHCRAPIT'S11:33P.M.GOTTAHURRY.
Heh, the Matriarch here is a dragon. Wasn't expecting that. I've gotta say, holding three different yet similar-in-key-places worldbuilding headcanons would probably make my head explode -- I don't know how you do it, man...
this is going to be the part where i start to get very depressed and may even start crying. i can tell already.
1355745 It's alternate universe because it a) Involves events that wouldn't happen in the 'normal' ponyverse (drake broods destroying a kingdom, the elements being taken out of action -permanently-) and b) Introduces new mythos far beyond what was ever touched on in the show (Midnight Armoury, the nature of the planet etc).
>glimpses of the past ike this
>She glanced upa t the ruin
fiks pliss
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Wow. That's deep.
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Yes. They must be, to not know of the sun or the moon.
I knew I was getting Fallout feels from this place. There's a real Reign of Fire element present, too.
They don't know about the sun or moon? Well then.
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4065210 Not knowing about the sun and the moon... thats a deeply deeply depressing concept...to say the least...
“Stratopolis is a myth,”
Bet you it's not.