Sheord it?
“What?” Twilight asked, staring across the room. Her mouth hung slightly open, and a small thread of saliva started falling like spider silk from her bottom lip.
Fluttershy stared back without answering.
Twilight’s brow crinkled like old plastic wrap in the hooves of a very dumb child.
“I’m a changeling,” Fluttershy repeated, placing a book down on the floor, where it belonged. “No, wait.”
Twilight raised an eyebrow.
“Oh… I’m so sorry,” Fluttershy muttered sadly, her head lowering to the ground. “I messed up. Can I try again, please? I have a point. I promise.”
“Uh…” Twilight frowned. “Is this the best time? I mean, we just finished, you know, fighting a war, and if this is a joke, it’s in really bad taste.”
“N-no, Twilight, it’s not,” Fluttershy responded meekly. “I mean, you know me. I don’t really know how to do the funnies.”
“Yeah. I can’t argue with that.” Twilight shook her head. “Look, what is it, then? What do you want to say?”
“Let’s say that… um… let’s say that I were a changeling…”
“Wait, are you?” Twilight raised an eyebrow.
“Um…”
“Are you?”
“No!”
“Then what are you trying to say? Whether you’re saying it directly or not, you’re trying to suggest something, aren’t you?” Twilight raised her hooves with impatience.
“T-twilight, I’m sorry!” Fluttershy squeaked, holding a book up like a shield. “I-I just wanted to en-engage in philosophical debate! I had an opening line and prepared a whole bunch of re-retorts and everything, but… but I messed up!”
“Look, I have no time for all this faffing nonsense! I have a library to clean, and a Spike to help regain consciousness, ponies to help, and a thousand and one other things to do. Do I look like I have the time for a philosophical debate?” Twilight stamped her hoof down. “Philosophy is for ponies with time, Fluttershy. Time. And conscious assistants.”
Twilight flung her hoof in the direction of her couch. Somehow, Spike had, at some time, blacked out under mysterious circumstances. They found him face-down in a puddle when all was said and done and dragged him home.
Fluttershy gave the dragon a soft, but guilty gaze. “Um… I think he’s just sleeping…”
“Oh, how would you know?” Twilight snapped.
Fluttershy winced. “I… I can tell. Angel pretends to be unconscious all the time. I don’t know why, but I believe he’s trying to become an ambush predator.”
“Are you suggesting that Spike is like one of your weird forest animals?” Twilight glared.
“Um…”
“Yeah. Well. Whatever.” Twilight rolled her eyes. “He’s had a long day. Anyway, you’re here, aren’t you? What are you here for if you’re not helping?”
“I’m helping! I’m helping!” Fluttershy put another book on the floor, pulling a carpet over it. “B-but I also wanted to ask a question!”
“This whole Changeling thing?”
“Y-yes.”
Twilight stopped in the middle of rearranging her Foreign Policies shelf, her hoof hovering over a book about shawarma and their various uses. She lowered her leg to the ground, turning slowly and cranking her neck, which gave out a couple of very loud and clear pops as her tired bones and muscles stretched.
“Okay. Fine. What’s the question?” Twilight asked. There was a strain to her voice, a little warble of stress, like a titmouse being strangled by a stork.
“What if I were a Changeling?” Fluttershy asked.
“Then I’d shoot you in the face with a giant slingshot loaded with Rainbow Dash,” Twilight said. “And you would die horribly in a very colourful mess.”
“O-oh! How terrible!” Fluttershy squeaked. “You would really do that?”
“Yes!”
Fluttershy held her wings closer to her body, huddling up against them like a security blanket. They kept her warm. They chased away the naughty no-good wubbly-bubblies.
“T-twilight?” Fluttershy called out meekly, her eyes watering.
“What,” Twilight stated through clenched teeth. It wasn’t a question. It was a demand.
“Are you angry about the Changelings?”
“Am I–” Twilight repeated, exasperation setting in. “Yes, Fluttershy. I am upset. Very upset. Are we even on the same planet here? Did you not see what happened?”
“No, I meant… are you angry about all the Changelings?”
“Yes, I’m quite angry about all the Changelings, Fluttershy. I’m not sure what you’re trying to insinuate!”
“You shouldn’t be, I don’t think.” Fluttershy rubbed her neck.
“What?”
“I think it’s… not fair.”
“I don’t see how I could possibly understand what you’re telling me.”
“Well… let me put it this way. Let’s say that there was a unicorn who called Applejack the m-word. There’s a difference between saying that some unicorns called Applejack the m-word, and–”
“Wait, what?” Twilight said, rolling her hoof in a circle. “Excuse me?”
“– and all the unicorns calling Applejack the m-word.” Fluttershy finished.
“No. No. Wait.” Twilight continued to wave her hoof around. “Did some unicorns call Applejack a mong?”
“N-no!” Fluttershy burst out in a stutter. “That’s awful. I meant mud, Twilight.”
“Oh,” Twilight said, still frowning. “Oh. That’s marginally better. But who the heck is going around calling Applejack a mong? She doesn’t have learning difficulties.”
“No one, Twilight!” Fluttershy twittered in frustration. “No one. No. I’m sorry. I messed up again. I just meant… I meant that there’s a difference between casting blame on an entire race because of what one of them did, and just blaming the individual.”
“Oh…” Twilight nodded, a look of intense scrutiny passing her eyes.
“So you see? What I’m getting at is that we should really take–”
“They really shouldn’t call Applejack a mong.” Twilight shook her head.
“No one called her a mong!” Fluttershy squeaked. “Twilight!”
“What? But you said!” Twilight glowered.
“I… I… I’m sorry.” Fluttershy sighed. It was the easiest thing to do at this point. “Okay? I’m sorry. Just… just forget it. Can we get back to my original point?”
“Which is what?”
“O-okay. There are… bad spells, right?”
“Bad? Yeah. Obviously. One was used to put Princess Celestia into a giant gross diaper of snot and bug remains. Point?”
“A-and there are good spells, right?”
Twilight simply stared.
“R-right,” Fluttershy said. “But just because one spell is bad, you can’t call all of magic bad. Just like if there’s one good spell, not all of magic is good.”
“So, what you’re saying is…”
“Yes, Twilight.” Fluttershy nodded.
“You’re saying that Changelings aren’t inherently good or bad. It just matters how you use them!”
“Uh… I guess so, yes.”
“They don’t get to choose how they were made?”
“Um… no. That’s…”
“Changelings don’t kill ponies, I kill ponies?”
“No!” Fluttershy squeak-squealed. “Oh, Twilight! I thought you were the smart one!”
“I am!” Twilight yelled back. “Look, I’m… I’m tired, okay? We’ve had a long couple of days and there’s a lot on my mind! Why don’t you just give it to me straight? Enough with the metaphors! I know that an extended metaphor helps to drill in a point, but I just don’t have the time and patience for all of it! So just give it to me!”
Twilight started dragging an imaginary box toward her chest, curling her front legs inward in a yanking motion.
“I… well… I was… you know. I did, at one point, I think. But you were distracted by the mongs...”
“Oh. Oh. Oh.” Twilight backed up, knocking into her books. “You’re saying it’s my fault now?”
“Th… that’s not what I’m saying…”
“Well it sounded like that’s what you were saying!” Twilight stamped the floor with her hoof.
“Twilight!” Fluttershy gasped.
“I’m not going to stand idly by and let you slander me! Now, apologize, you unhygenic mustelid!” Twilight raged.
“W-why are you so mad?”
“Mad? Why am I? So mad?” Twilight seethed and sputtered. “Me? Why? Mad? Mad? Why am me? So mad?”
“Whoa,” Fluttershy said.
“Let me tell you something. Let me tell you why I’m so mad, Fluttershy.” Twilight rushed forward and bipped her friend on the forehead. “Who are the elements of harmony?”
“Uh… is that a rh–”
“Who, Fluttershy?”
“W-we are?”
“And what is our job?”
“T-to promote pea–”
“That’s right, to kick ass and look good doing it!”
“I’m sure that’s not…”
“And I was prepared. So prepared for this. I psyched myself up and everything. Made plenty of calculations for the final showdown.”
“Yes?”
“And then at the end, I gave Cadance my words of encouragement…”
“Yes.”
“And told her to use their spell, just as I planned…”
“Uh huh?”
“And they succeeded!” Twilight shuddered.
“Y...yes, they did?”
“They weren’t supposed to have succeeded!” Twilight yelled to the skies. “My stupid brother was never supposed to have that much energy! I thought Chrysalis drained the heck out of him! Sucked him dry!”
“O-oh, how vulgar!” Fluttershy shuddered.
“And then, when they failed, I would st– We would step in and save the day!”
“But… I thought you wanted her to…”
“I wasn’t about to be upstaged by my foalsitter, Fluttershy!” Twilight seethed.
“But…”
“And seriously? With the power of love?” Twilight said mockingly. “What is this, some stupid cartoon for dumb little girls? No! You have to use punchmagic. That’s how it’s done.”
“I-I…”
“Look at my tiara! Look at it!” Twilight pointed to her head.
“You aren’t wearing your–”
“This is a symbol of my super magic friendship magic! Do you even understand what that means? That means Princess Celestia entrusted me with kicking the ass of everyone in Equestria.”
“I… don’t think that’s what it means… I…”
“Urgh!” Twilight finally let out a groan, gasping and breathing and huffing and wheezing. When it was all done, she finally let her shoulders drop and her eyelids drop shut.
Fluttershy tilted her head.
Twilight opened her eyes again and gave her head a little shake. “Ugh. Fine. Fine. I’m better. Sorry. I just had to let it out. Fine! I just… get really irritated when my plans don’t happen exactly as I lay them out.”
The little yellow pegasus nodded, quivering.
Twilight twirled around, looking back at her wreck of a library. “Fine, I’ll let her have this one. But next one’s mine, you hear me?”
“A-alright, Twilight. Promise. We’ll get the bad guy next time.”
“Right. Great.”
“G-great.”
“Yeah.”
The two ponies stood there for a moment, letting the silence take hold.
A semblance of tense peace returned.
“What were we talking about?” Twilight asked, as she knelt down to sort through another stack of waylaid literature.
“I’m not a changeling.” Fluttershy said.
“I never said you were.” Twilight replied.
“I… just in case. I don’t want you blasting me with a Rainbow Dash.”
“I wouldn’t. Probably.”
“Th-that’s a relief.” Fluttershy managed a soft smile.
In the corner, Spike snorked as a bit of a snore escaped his nose.
“Where did you get this idea from, anyway?” Twilight spoke, her back still to Fluttershy as she sorted through her books.
Fluttershy trudged slowly to another pile to work as well. “I just… I don’t know. I thought… When we were fighting them, that they were just like… some of them looked really sad.”
“Sad?”
“Yeah. Sometimes animals get sad, too, you know.”
“They’re not animals. Not everything is an animal, Fluttershy.”
“O-oh. Sorry. I… I guess I kinda think of things in terms of animals too much.”
Twilight placed a book up on a shelf, leaving her hoof on it as she chased a fleeting thought. “Why do you think they looked sad?”
“I… I don’t know. Maybe they didn’t want to fight.”
“Didn’t they, though?”
“I was thinking of it. Some of them looked like the citizens of Canterlot did. It’s in the eyes, you see.”
“The eyes, huh?”
“Y-yeah,” Fluttershy said with a wistful sigh. “And then I thought about it more. And… and you see, when a fox raids a henhouse…”
“More animals,” Twilight stated, her ears flicking.
“Yes. But I have a point. I promise.”
“Okay.”
“When a fox raids a henhouse, no matter how hungry it is, they never kill all the chickens. They never eat all the chickens. They only take one. Maybe two. Mister Cluckson down at my hut has already lost three wives that way.”
“Uh huh.”
“And the reason why is because if they kill them all, they know that’s the end of it. They know they’ll be eating their last meal.”
“Fluttershy, how is it you’re so timid about everything else but you talk about chicken death like nothing?”
“Because nature is wonderful, Twilight.”
Another ear flicked.
“Oh.”
“Yes… So, it got me wondering… what do Changelings eat, Twilight?”
“Love.”
“So why would the Changelings want to enslave an entire land? That would make everyone sad. And why would they want to starve themselves?”
There was no answer, merely the shuffling of binded stacks of paper as books were moved around from shelf to shelf.
And then it stopped.
“So what are you suggesting?” Twilight asked.
“Maybe… maybe there’s just one bad spell. Maybe it’s just a really naughty Queen trying to control things for… different reasons. Maybe the Changelings don’t have much choice.”
“You think so? Why don’t they fight back, then?”
“I think those are politics, and I’m not good with politics,” Fluttershy admitted. “I think there could be a thousand reasons why, but I think what’s important is that there’s something wrong, and maybe we should be more sympathetic to the Changelings.”
Twilight finally turned around.
She stared her friend in the face, walking closer.
Her friend stared back, defiantly albeit a bit wobbly in the knees. But the passion and love was there.
“Fluttershy, I want to ask you a very serious question,” Twilight said, “and I would appreciate the truth.”
“Y-yes?”
“Are you a Changeling?”
Fluttershy shook her head. “No.”
Another moment passed as Twilight kept her gaze.
“Alright then.” She nodded finally. “I believe you. And I think you might be right about the Changelings. Some parts, at least. Maybe they’re not… all good, but maybe they’re not all bad. I think this is worth looking into, at least.”
“Thank you, Twilight.”
“Spread it around, okay? Tell everyone your idea, and see what everyone thinks. I’ll talk to Princess Celestia about it and we’ll see what we can do. Maybe we can find out what our true enemy is.”
“Yes, Twilight!” Fluttershy grinned.
“And I can kick her ass.”
“Y-yes, Twilight.” The grin disappeared.
“Good. Good.” Twilight nodded.
She quirked an eyebrow.
“You sure you’re not a Changeling?” Twilight asked.
“No!”
“Because you sure like to hang around animals a lot. Really happy ones, too.”
“B-but I just love…”
“And you really hate fighting and you like peace and flowers and junk like that.”
“They’re… nice! That’s all–”
“And there was that one time that I saw you with Big Mac and you guys were–”
“Noooooooooo!” Fluttershy yelped, holding her hooves up to her face as she fell to the floor, her large eyes filling up with water. “We didn’t! I promise! I wasn’t doing anything to him! There was just something on his rear and I was helping him wipe it off!”
“... You guys were sharing a pizza.” Twilight finished.
“O-oh. Uh… Um…” Fluttershy sputtered, turning whatever colour yellow and red mixes into. “I… I have to go!”
Twilight watched as her friend suddenly rushed out the door without a second’s wait nor an utterance of ‘goodbye’.
With a sigh, Twilight looked around the library, and the glorious amounts of books still left to sort.
Well, Spike was going to have to work extra-hard.
Picking up the pace, Twilight moved slowly and then walked to her door, peering out to find that Fluttershy had long gone.
She stepped out, letting the sun hit her in the face. It was glaring and stung her eyes, but she had to take it. She couldn’t stay indoors all the time, even though she’d much rather prefer it.
“Oh, hey, Twiglet!” A voice called from her left. Turning, Twilight found her other friend Pinkie Pie approaching from the side.
“‘Twilight’, Pinkie. It’s ‘Twilight’. You’re going to have to remember one day.” Twilight sighed. “Anyway, how’s it going?”
“All super-duperiffic! And how about you, Twi-twi?”
“I just had the weirdest conversation.”
“Really? I love weird! What was it?”
“Fluttershy asked me what would happen if she turned out to be a Changeling.”
Suddenly Pinkie stopped bouncing. Her expression turned from happy to mild seriousness in a sort of general normalcy that wasn’t quite regular for her.
“Oh, really?” Pinkie asked.
“Yeah. She’s not, though. I mean, of course I can tell.”
“Then what did she want?”
“Turns out in the end she just wanted to throw this insane idea out that not all Changelings were bad.”
“What? Really?” Pinkie smirked. “That’s ridiculous!”
“I know, right?” Twilight rolled her eyes. “It was based on this notion that Changelings only eat love and some of them looked sad or whatever. So I just let her go on and just sort of stuck in character and eventually let her believe that she might be right.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. It’s infuriating dealing with her, you know? In any case, I told her to spread her ideas around a bit more. Hopefully the idea will spread and a little bit of heat will be taken off the Changelings.”
“That’s a great idea, Twi!”
“Especially in the wake of this big act, it’ll give the real ponies something to think about. Maybe even confuse a few.” Twilight nodded. “In the end, if they end up arguing with themselves, it’s just all the better.”
“I can’t believe the main plan worked, though,” Pinkie said. “It was pretty genius of the Queen.”
“Yeah. I know what you mean. But I think these idiots really believe that they beat Chrysalis. They’re going to focus their attention on her and her return, and they'll never think to look right under their noses.”
“Speaking of which, how does it feel like playing for the other team?” Pinkie grinned.
“I dunno. How does it feel like being that idiot?” Twilight pointed to Pinkie. “Anyway, we’d better not talk business out here. You never know who might be listening.”
“Oh, right. But where’s Spike?”
“Inside.” Twilight shrugged. “I knocked him out with a rock earlier. Always wanted to do that, you know. Annoying bugger. Always riding me like I’m some sort of donkey. I wonder how the real one ever tolerated that.”
“Okay. Let’s talk later. But I was just about to go get lunch. You wanna join me?”
“Sure. I could eat.”
“Oh, wait. Let me get back into character…”
Pinkie suddenly wobbled a bit, jumping up and down in place as if making practice hops. She shuddered as she did, forcing her smile upward into odd angles.
“Whee! Hehehe!” she giggled. “Yay!”
“Ugh,” Twilight muttered.
“Okie dokie! I’m all good, good, good!” Pinkie yelled.
“So, who do you wanna eat today?”
“Donut Joe?” Pinkie shrugged.
“Donut Joe,” Twilight said, as they walked off.
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It's not that I don't want over-reactions. I just want new ones.
Oh bugger.
Well, I'm definitely impressed by Twilight*'s overreaction.
I do find it interesting, though, that this particular story got approved and posted. It's almost like there's a double standard or something.
6436168
Where's the spot for outrage that you can just up and create something as wonderfully goofy as this?
Yes, this is exactly what trying to make an argument on the internet feels like.
6440997
Well, I know there was actually over a day's worth of deliberation on this. So it did have some serious thought go into it.
Also note that at least KR did link to "another particular story" in his first comment, so there's something.
6441020 So the double standard required a lot of conversation before it was implemented? Doesn't make it not a double standard.
(KR did say he was looking for overreactions, after all, I'm trying to oblige. Also, this work related web training I'm currently half-assing is dreadfully boring and I need a distraction.)
6440997
I mean, the other story to which you're referring to was the same as the original, just with the ending of "Nope" changed to an ending of "Yep".
KR here has... definitely made something different
But I'd rather not start an internet fight about it
what have you done
6441097 Plum, I just now read through all three fresh to make sure I wasn't making an unjustified ass out of myself here, and still have them up in browser tabs so I can jump back and forth for comparison purposes. Here is my analysis:
All three are conversations between Twilight and Fluttershy.
All three are set immediately following the wedding.
All three are set in different locations:
- One in 'the old library'.
- One in the wedding reception after it finished.
- One in what seems to be an unspecified library, I'm not sure if it's in Canterlot or Ponyville.
All three of them have substantially different characterizations for everyone involved.
One ends with nobody clearly revealed to be a changeling and two of them have one or more of the main six as changelings.
So, no, I don't buy in the slightest that the other story was the same as the original in ways that this one wasn't. Either all three are the same or all three are different enough to be honestly counted as different.
I recognize that you say you don't want to pick an internet fight about this, but please explain the logic that says this story is different and the other one wasn't. (Open question for anyone, really, in case Plum doesn't actually want to play.)
Also, that's not my downvote on your comment, I have a personal policy of not downvoting people I'm talking with.
Ridiculous but amusing, nicely done. Gotta admit, I prefer this one over the others though.
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6441151
Again, I really don't want to get involved in an argument over something as dumb as "someone's horseword story on the internet didn't get published for some reason". I'd prefer it if we just left this issue alone after this comment, but I'll try to explain myself, as you requested.
See, you kinda oversimplified this story a bit, and it's really easy to make stories look almost identical when you oversimplify them ("It's LotR, but with ponies!"). There's a bit more to it than "the characterisation was different", "some ponies were changelings" and "it takes place in an unknown library".
This one is a completely different genre of fic, with it's own unique style. It's random, silly, off the wall, and a self-parody as much as anything else. It's ridiculous, ludicrous, and honestly pretty damn funny, which you definitely can't say about the original. Whereas RC's... wasn't, imo. For any of what I just said. It was the same question as the original, just with a different answer. This one's a genuine parody, whereas RC's just feels like "No, you wrote it wrong. This is how it should have gone".
I mean, you're welcome to disagree, but I can definitely see where the mod team are coming from.
6436168 Yeesh. I didn't think it was possible for me to lose more respect for Reality Check. I used to call him the diet version of John C. Wright, but I think he is Wright at this point.
6441205 Well, I guess I do disagree. I honestly hadn't actually gotten around to the first two prior to seeing this one posted, so I intentionally went into all three looking for similarities and differences. All three simply feel very different to me, from the general atmosphere to what actually happens.
Incidentally, the two that were in a library were the original and this one, RC's story was set in the reception clean-up, which honestly make it the most different in terms of base setting.
You can say it's dumb, but it's really only as dumb as everything else on this site. If horsewords don't matter in some vague, undefinable way, what are we even doing here? Why have you spent so much time editing stories for people? Why have I spent so much time reading and commenting?
We need to be able to trust the mods to be properly objective about their roles on the site, and in this particular instance it feels like they aren't, and that they're getting away with it because everyone with opinions that matter hates RC.
Dude, your story babytails is on my user page
6441224
Oh no, horsewords aren't dumb. Horseword drama really is, though
Not gonna deny for a moment that there's a lot of RC hate out there. Hell, D even admitted to it in that PM he sent RC (which, so far, RC has completely ignored). But while a lot of people dislike RC and are jumping on the "Fuck that guy" bandwagon, that doesn't mean that the issues the mods have with his story aren't legit.
But eh, I need to go grab some scotch for a livestream later tonight, so I'm gonna leave this conversation here.
6441257 Fair enough. I do need to get back to my training anyway now that I've successfully killed a good hour and a half over-thinking about this.
6436168
What if I told you personally I find this parody is in much better taste than the original?
*Begins to stack sandbags around himself against the eventual onslaught*
So why the random Sunset Shimmer tag??
Is nobody going to bring up the Sunset Shimmer tag?
I hue'd.
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I feel very bad for laughing as loud as I did when Fleutters calld Appuljerk a mong. Way too loud.
You are terrible for writing this, and I am terrible for laughing at it.
Thanks for this story, I needed to read it after reading the original. That one never quite sat right with me for reasons I can't put my finger on. Your story feels a lot closer to how Flutters would truly present (or fail to present) a philosophical argument, especially on a difficult topic at a difficult time.
So, Twilight was less in character than the original.... but Fluttershy was more in character than the original. And Spike's characterization was some of the best I've ever seen!
Wait, was Fluttershy suggesting ponies let changlings take a few ponies away to feed on for the circle of life, like how foxes take a few hens now and then?
Great characterization for Fluttershy!!!
But then, you had to jack up Twilight!!
Really?!
Was that necessary??!!!
Ugh.....I have mixed feelings about this.
Better Fluttershy characterization, but very bad characterization for Twilight
"And that was our daily dose of WTF."
Punchmagic is indeed the most superior kind of magic, excepting of course for kickmagic. But then, that goes without saying.
...Why is Sunset Shimmer in there?
6436168 How dare ye, so on and so forth dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/90142170/SandwichMLP.gif
6442009 Did you read the ending? Maybe they were just bad at their job?
This is especially funny if you read it in the voices of the mentally advanced series
6441151
Personally I found all three enjoyable for different reasons. With the original being thought provoking, the second being a bit heavy handed but sweet at the same time, and this one being quite funny and very clever.
While set with the same premise in mind, each had their own unique set of differences that set them apart from one another as different stories; with this one in particular having the greatest variation. Particularly the ending. Changing this from a hehe, that's funny to a whoa... that's actually kind of deep. So I'd say this one at least, is quite different. Just how different? I guess that's a bit subjective depending upon who you are asking.
However whether they are different or not isn't the question that should be asked, but rather where they enjoyable? I never would have imagined reading the original would have me tagging along for two stories of interesting and funny horsewords. Overall this whole premise has been quite the enjoyable adventure if you ask me.
6442009
If I were to hazard a guess, I think that was actually intentional. Given this is a parody of the original, where the "more in character" character was Twilight. Going quite over the top with Twilight, yet remaining Fluttershy's character quite true at the same time. I found it to be rather clever if you ask me.
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What is sandwich? Me not understand sandwich...
A winner is you.
And that's what really matters.
You're my hero and this one was better
Man, I love how you portrayed Sunset in this.
This mare gets it!
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I was extremely proud of how she came out. Thank you.
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Yes. Good crack is hard to write. I actually usually do much worse. I was being restrained in this one. But your feedback has been logged, and thank you for letting me know. I'll have to try harder to maintain a good balance next time. Cheers.
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Hey, thanks, haha. ^^; Glad you liked that one!
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What are you guys talking about? Sunset Shimmer isn't in the fic. What Sunset Shimmer tag?
I don't know why it has so many down votes, this is great!
"I came, I saw, I broke a hip. Good parody of that story."
-Johnny Bravo
That was pretty amazing! The general all around weirdness is really entertaining for some reason.
6444160 >_> Can't tell if troll or going insane...
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This is just as great as the original, but for entirely different reasons. Instead of Fluttershy acting slightly out of character to be serious, you had Twilight act slightly out of character to be hilarious. I approve.
I think that, judging by your story, and your innate gift of making sense out of nonsense -- that you probably would write Discord really well.
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FINE, I'll write Sunset Shimmer.
Jeez, you guys are so demanding!