August 23 [Dodge City, Shamrock, and Oklahoma]
August 23
I didn't have any trouble being awake, 'cause we were in a different time zone now. And I didn't have anything to pack, either, since I hadn't unpacked anything.
I knocked on the connecting door so that Mister Salvatore and Miss Cherilyn would know that I was awake, and then I sat on my bed and looked out the window.
The town came up suddenly—it was all fields and prairies and then all of a sudden there were houses and the train was slowing down quickly enough that I had to widen my stance a little bit. I don't think I would have had a problem if I'd been standing on the floor, but the bed wasn't very firm footing.
I went out into the hallway and Mister Salvatore was already there, and he stayed back until Miss Cherilyn came rushing out of the room. They dragged all their bags downstairs and the conductor didn't look very happy about how long it was taking us but he did help put their bags on the platform.
The station was a pretty brick building, kind of like the Kalamazoo station but two stories instead of one. They could have had a boarding ramp on the second floor and that would have made getting out of the train cars quicker.
At the very end of the platform, there were two big sundials and there was a little sign next to them that said that in the olden days when the railroad first came through Dodge City, the dividing line between Central Time and Mountain Time went right between the two, which was why they were different. I thought that was kind of neat, and it was a shame that the sun wasn't high enough for them to actually work. Although the lights at the station did shine across the gnomon, so I guess by train-station-light time it was ten and three and four, Mountain Time.
On the other side of the platform there was a black Suburban just like the one that we'd ridden in in Chicago, and a man in a suit got out and helped with everyone's luggage, and then he shook everyone's hand and my hoof, too. He said that his name was James Dove.
He said that he was working with Lofty and I didn't know who that was, but her name sounded kinda familiar, like something that I'd heard before. And he asked if we wanted breakfast before we got on the road.
Well, we all did, so we drove across the tracks to a restaurant called Kate's and it was a bit crowded with all of us at a booth. The waitress was nice, and there was a lot of food, but it was all kind of greasy.
Mister Salvatore asked where we were going, and he said that we were going to Shamrock, Texas. And then he said that after that he didn't know, because that was as far as he was driving us.
So we got back in the Suburban and I tried to think of what there was in Texas. I knew about Texas; it was famous for how big it was and how many cowboys were in it, and there were a couple of exchange programs at Texas schools. And I'd heard that they'd gotten a lot of rain recently, so maybe I was going to help with the weather? Maybe that was why Mister Salvatore had wanted to make sure that I had all my flight gear.
We drove for a little while and then we passed a big sign that welcomed us to Oklahoma, which looked just the same as Kansas. And after a little bit we came to a town called Beaver which made both Mister Salvatore and Mister Dove snicker, and Miss Cherilyn just rolled her eyes. I didn't understand what was so funny about it; it didn't look that much different than any of the other small towns I'd been in.
There was a river called the Beaver River that ran through it, so I guess that was how it got its name. But I didn't see any beavers in town or in the river.
A lot of the fields had strange walking-beam structures in them and I asked Miss Cherilyn what they were. She said that they were oil rigs, and they pumped oil up out of the ground, and she said that when we got to Texas we'd probably see a lot more of them. She said that there were some in Michigan, too, but they weren't as common.
We hadn't been in Oklahoma very long before we got to a sign that welcomed us to Texas, and I was confused 'cause I thought that Oklahoma was pretty big, but it turned out it had a peninsula that was narrow and called a panhandle, and that was what we'd gone through.
Texas didn't look much different, either; it was mostly fields and pastures and little towns that we went right through. A police car followed us for a little while after we went through Twitty, but then he turned around and went back the way he'd come. Mister Salvatore said that he probably thought he was chasing us out of town, and asked Mister Dove if he wanted to turn around and follow the police car just for fun.
It wasn't much past that that we got to Shamrock. I could see a big highway ahead of us (it was too far to read the sign so I didn't know what number it was) and we turned into a Best Western hotel before we got there.
I could tell right away that there was something special going on at the hotel, 'cause there were another two black Suburbans, several white pickup trucks with lots of antennas, a couple of Econolines, and also a strange vehicle that was all angly and had panels covering everything, even the wheels.
Mister Salvatore had a big grin on his face when the Suburban stopped and I didn't know what to expect at all. But he opened the door for me and motioned for me to follow him. And so we went inside and I stopped right in the door 'cause I could smell other ponies and I had to trot a little bit to catch up with him 'cause he hadn't noticed that I'd stopped.
He went down a main hall and past a swimming pool that was closed for maintenance, and I knew that we were close, and he pulled open a door and the most amazing thing was there.
There were a dozen pegasuses in the room, along with a few humans, and all of them were talking or looking at folding computers. And then they saw me and pretty soon it was complete chaos in the room as everyone and everypony came up to greet me and introduce themselves.
Lofty, I found out, was the lead weathermare on what she called special Earth duty, and all the pegasuses in the room were also weatherponies. It was a lot of new ponies to meet all at once; there was Medley, and Whizzer and Skydancer and Paradise, along with Dewdrop, Stormbreaker, Electric Blue, Merry May, Flanking Line, Prism Glider, Rocky Storm, and Velvet Light, which was a whole lot of ponies to remember.
And there were also the humans—they were lead by Doctor Tetsuya, and there was also Bill and Jo Harding, and Dusty Davis and Joey. And in all the introductions I wasn't sure what they were all doing, until Lofty told me that they were an exploratory team to see if weather pegasi could do anything about tornadoes.
Well, when I heard that I hugged Mister Salvatore for thinking of it and asked him if I could fly with them and he said yes but I'd have to sign a paper first saying that I understood storms were dangerous and I thought that was really dumb, because of course I knew that. But I said that I would.
All of us ponies had a couple of rooms that connected, and Lofty said that they were looking on the weather map to see if there were any big storms coming soon.
She said that this was a good part of the country for tornadoes, although they were a little late in the season because it had taken forever to get permission. She said that she thought Cloudsdale bureaucracy was bad but they had nothing on Earth's, and that everypony had even had to get a special license just to fly which she thought was really dumb, and they had to take the van a little ways out of town where there was a special area that had been set aside for them to do practice flying.
So we talked about the weather a bit before Joey and Doctor Tetsuya found a storm that looked like it could spawn tornadoes, and then everypony got their gear together and went out to the trucks and vans. Mister Salvatore said that when we got there he'd have the paper for me to sign, and asked if I wanted to ride with him but I thought I'd rather ride with the weather team and get to know them better. Plus, they'd want to know me, too, before they really trusted me up in the sky.
We put our gear in the back of one of the pickup trucks—it had a hard cover that closed over the back to keep everything inside—and then we got in an Econoline.
The vans didn't have any seats in the back, so they were pretty comfortable for us. We could stretch out on the floor or stand and we could move around pretty easily. It was kind of fun to be in the very back, too, 'cause whenever the van hit a big bump it would bounce you off the floor.
It wasn't so good for looking out the windows, though—I had to stand on my hind hooves to really be able to see anything out them. But I didn't get to do much sightseeing anyways since I was meeting my new friends.
We went east on the 40 Highway (that was the one that went through Shamrock) and got lunch in a town called Weatherford: there was a pizza restaurant called Little Caesar’s, and we got a few boxes of pizza to share. All the drivers had radios so that they could talk to each other, so everyone stopped there.
Then we went north all the way to a town called Ringwood and stopped alongside the road next to a dirt lot that had lots of pipes up on little stands. It was called Xto Energy and none of us knew what that meant, or what pipes had to do with energy.
I could see off to the west that stormclouds were building, and so after Lofty went to the front truck to look at the weather maps, we drove a little bit west on a road called 60 412, and then all parked along the side of the road.
The trucks all had flashing yellow lights on them so that people would be warned that they were there, and we all got out and got our gear on. I had the most—they just had vests and flashing lights and Lofty, Skydancer, and Velvet Light had airplane radios, too.
Well they were curious about my watch and my GoPro and my camelback and when I showed them how it could carry water they all wanted one. So I said that we'd have to look for a Dick's on the way back, 'cause that was where I'd gotten mine.
We were allowed to fly above the clouds—Lofty's team had special permission that I didn't. I was kind of jealous, but she said it was because they were a research team sponsored by NOAA, and that was why. Plus where they were flying there weren't going to be any airplanes.
When we were all dressed, Lofty got permission for us to fly into the storm, and she said that everypony had the same wingpony as before, and since there were an odd number of us I'd fly with her and Medley.
As we were climbing, I asked if they'd broken up any tornadoes and she said that they hadn't yet. So far they'd just been flying around the edge of them and sometimes they had to carry human measuring instruments up with them. Medley said that the storms here were so big and feral they weren't sure that they could do much with just a dozen ponies but if their trial was successful than they were going to see if they could get a bigger team together.
Well, the storm didn't make any tornadoes but there was lots of thunder and lightning and rain and crosswinds and updrafts, and we got to go into the clouds and they were too high to get all the way through.
We worked some of the clouds on the front, just to see what we could do with them. Lofty said that it might not seem like much but that they'd been able to make enough difference in a couple of storms that Joey picked it up on the portable radar that he had. Dr. Tetsuya said that he didn't have enough data to be sure that they were doing it or that it wasn’t just a fluke in the atmosphere, but Lofty said that he hadn't been up in a cloud and she knew perfectly well that it had been her team.
Then we got called down really quick because Bill said that he thought there might be a storm that could make tornadoes a little bit to the north of us, and we all piled into the van still soaking wet, and drove off through the rain until we got to Helena, and we went back up again.
It was really nice to be part of a team again. I know that it's important for me to fly in storms in Kalamazoo and report what's happening but sometimes it's lonely, and there's hardly anything that I can do by myself.
When Dusty said that we were close, Lofty used her radio to announce that we were going to be flying again, and as soon as he pulled over everypony got out of the van. Lofty went back up to the truck to look at the weather maps, and then we were in the air again.
This stormcloud had some hail in it, which could damage crops and buildings, so we got right up in the cloud and tried to work the currents inside to either stop the hail or at least make it a little smaller, and I felt like we really were getting something done after we worked at it for a while. You could feel the cloud fighting us, but the longer we worked the weaker it got and while it was still pretty big it wasn't hailing anymore.
We landed after the storm had passed overhead and dried off as best we could in the back of the Econoline. A couple of ponies curled up to nap, and the rest of us talked quietly about the storm and what we thought we could do better next time and that was nice, too. Lofty asked Dusty to find out if there had been any change in the hail-cloud while we were working it, and after a while Dusty said that Doctor Tetsuya wasn't sure; he was still looking at the data. She blew a raspberry and said that they ought to take him up in a storm so he could feel the change for himself.
We had dinner in a restaurant in Clinton called Del Rancho, which had catfish and shrimp and both of them came with hushpuppies, which were fried cornbread balls and they were really tasty. Their salad wasn't as good, 'cause it wasn't too fresh, and their vegetables were kind of chewy, too. I thought about sneaking away to the Taco Bell that was almost across the street, but that wouldn't have been very polite.
Most of us lay down and dozed for the rest of the trip home, 'cause once the sun went down it was kinda boring. There wasn't anything to see except lots of traffic on the 40 Highway, and Lofty said that we were going to try and get an early start tomorrow morning, and maybe we'd see a tornado.
When we got back to the hotel we all went up to our room and hung our vests up to dry. You couldn't fit more than three in a shower at time, so it was good that there was lots of hot water for all of us. I got to take a shower first with Lofty and Medley, and then when we were done we dried each other off and sat on the bed and preened our wings. There was a big television in the room and somepony had turned it on and it was showing weather maps and weather reports, but it got interrupted a lot by little pictures of what the weather was going to be like in certain cities. I would have rather had them just showing the nationwide and local radar and pressure maps.
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Lofty and Paradise and Whizzer
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Medley and Skydancer
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Dewdrop
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Stormbreaker
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Electric Blue
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Merry May
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Flanking Line (not a canon name)
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Prism Glider
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Rocky Storm
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Velvet Light
Silver Glow is one lucky pony. I hope she uses this time to brush up on her weather skills. Now I wonder who she will meet next?
Unfortunately for us non-pegasi, non-weathermen peeps, we don't understand radar and pressure maps, Silver Glow.
I remember all that rain. I also remember wanting a boat. It was that bad.
What the heck is a gomon? All I could find in any dictionary is that it means "torture" in Japanese. I checked encyclopedias and only found a town in Ivory Coast by that name. Did you mean the sundials? I've never heard of them referred to as such.
EDIT: Okay, I looked up "sundial". The problem is that it's misspelled: the word you're looking for is "gnomon". Oh well; at least we all learned a bit of Japanese.
Good chapter to queue up the old Morricone BGM.
Of course a Pegasus thinks vertically.
7671876 It's supposed to be "gnomon." That's the bit that sticks up to cast a shadow in the middle of a sundial.
Nobody's shown her http://www.nws.noaa.gov/outlook_tab.php and the different tabs and dashboards yet?
http://www.swpc.noaa.gov/dashboards
They should get her a hoof-friendly tablet, though not for flying with, since that would be awkward even without all the gear she already has.
Though a forearm-mounted flipup computer would work nicely for ponies. I really wish Nintendo would be friendlier to hackers and homebrewers. A 3DS with Raspbian linux installed and forarm-mounted could be like the Batcomputer we've always dreamed of.
I'm feeling a bit lost; why is she going to texas again?
7671911
The story pushes the boundaries of t-rating, believe me.
In the immortal words of Dot Warner: "Boys..."
Also:
I believe that should be "Miss Cherilyn," unless Mister Salvatore had a sex change in the middle of a sentence.
7672052
Heh. I'm a late joined.
>194 unread chapters
Pretty much just have to read more than one a day and you'll catch up eventually.
Storm chasing time? Storm chasing time!
I've been wanting to suggest something like a microphone/stylus combo for Silver here. That way she would able to be heard above a storm and have a way of interacting with her watch/phone.
I lived in east Texas for about 5 years back in the mid 1980s. It is VASTLY different from the rest of the USA. Listen to the song "Bubba Shot the Juke Box Last Night" or watch King of the Hill. If Silver isn't careful, she's going to meet her first redneck and her first Baptist. In Texas, calling someone a redneck isn't an insult, calling someone a Yankee is. People who read The National Enquirer are denounced as pointy headed intellectuals. Robert Howard (writer who created Conan the Barbarian) lived there most of his life.
I remember what you said about there being horse parasites in Texas.
Personally, I wouldn't put so many Ponies in a place like that. Still, Cyclone Alley (area highly prone to tornadoes) is there & I suppose you've got to go where you're needed. A Texan told me that there has never been a tornado in the entire history of Texas, Oklahoma sucks so much people that people just think it's a tornado
Whoo-Hoo!
Finally WeatherPonies working Tornado Alley!
Not sure if less than 200 could de-energize a tornado, but maybe a dozen or fewer could steer one away from a city?
(But... what if missing a city puts it over a trailer park?)
I hope the Humans in Equestrian are making themselves useful.
Mister Salvatore took a pony to Dodge City and didn't insist on going to the Boot Hill museum?
I thought Merry May was into moving. She was pulling the wagon from where Derpy dropped the piano on Twilight.
And there wasn't a red pickup truck in the parking lot?
7671907
This is my favorite
http://radar.weather.gov/Conus/Loop/NatLoop.gif
Shamrock, Texas I remember the cop that use to be there was a total plot hole. if she was traveling down 40 they should have scene the groom cross.
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that is 40 in the background.
and they would have whit right bye the AQHA museum witch would have bean on the right side of 40 for them. they may have missed that as it is in Amarillo TX I spent 2 days there at one point driving truck.
AQHA museum
7671772 I have a Merry May blindbag kicking around somewhere still.
huh, tank? No, the LAV's have exposed tires... Only thing I can think of is that one tornado chaser car that lowers itself then spikes the ground.
Huh. Never actually confirmed but looks like it! Sweet!
Oklahoma, where the border wizzes by like the cops.
Conway Twitter and the Feds? Hey, some exitement this week.
I wonder what is the airspeed velocity of a fully laden storm chaser APC and if theyve met a tornado gust yet that reached it?
All the young dudes, riders of the storm, waiting for the hammer to fall.
7671890 Yeah, I noted that in the edit. You replied before I could finish typing.
So... how badly was Mister Salvatore wringing his hands the whole time Silver was chasing wild weather?
7671772
Paradise looks like a fun pony... The kind of fun that should definitely be kept far from Cayenne for fear of a fun implosion due to an overabundance.
And now I'm thinking that the ponies are going to spend a good part of their downtime worrying the handlers by talking about relationships. And Silver's going to be the 'Earth expert.'
7671772 Now I'd like to know why Medley, Skydancer and especially Paradise are in this team of tough exploratory weather experts. To keep morale up?
Not every human is as educated as you on the topic Silver.
7671876
7672022
Corrections made; thank you!
Aha - I know what that is. Sounds like the TIV...or more likely one of the Dominators (given the wheels are covered). I'd imagine Sean Casey and Reed Timmer WOULD be interested in filming flying ponies in a tornado....probably make a change from flying cows. =D
Also:
Think this is what everyone's looking for....
Each of the weather ponies should be wearing a GPS dog collar just in case they need to recover the body for burial in Equestria.
7672357
If missing the city hits a trailer park then you're face with the classic train moral dilemma.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trolley_problem
I feel like the simplified morals of the ponies would make that a no brainier: push the tornado toward the trailer park. Although I would definitely pull the lever too, so maybe I shouldn't say.
7673925 The needs of the many exceed the needs of the few. Or the one.
7674103 Apparently not everyone comes to that answer to the problem though. I don't get it.
7671772
Flanking Line certainly looks happy. I would like to live where she does, follower her philosophy, and drink Grape-Flavored FllavorAid with her and her friends.
In the CadænceVerse, Medley is an ElementBearer.
Its like that movie Twister with ponies!
7671816
Peggy (the spoiler's for everyone else who's getting her for the first time)
7671826
Sometimes it would be nice if you could find a TV channel just showing you what you want to see, though, am I right? Oh well, that's what YouTube is for.
7671854
Yeah, that's what I heard. Didn't y'all have flooding, too?
7671882
I've got some of that on vinyl. :pinkehappy:
7671890
Yup. That's why skyscratchers seem so logical. Although the lack of doors on the upper floors and windows that don't open is a dumb design choice.
7671907
She has seen it, and she has it bookmarked on her computer at home. The boys downstairs are undoubtedly using it, too, but the TV up in the room only get the weather channel instead of NOAA.
I seem to recall that people have built wrist-computers, although I'm not sure out of what. Heck, you could probably mod one out of an old smartphone, depending on what you wanted it to do.
Yes, it does. Although I've read YA books that also run right up to that line.
7671915
Now you know
7672122
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I was talking to someone who started reading it then stopped and he asked me how many chapters there were now and I just started laughing.
7672132
That's the best time!
7672209
Some of the milspec ones might work--the ones that stick to the jaw or neck--anything else, wind noise in the storm might still be an issue. Not sure how good the wearables are literally in the middle of a thunderstorm.
7672286
The north part of the state's probably safe enough, especially if they stay out of the tall grass.
That's the rub, isn't it? It's apparently a good location, because in one tornado chaser documentary I watched, they were all hanging out at the Subway in Shamrock. I remember that quite well, because I once ate there on my way to Albuquerque.
7672357
Depends on how much air they can move to disrupt it. And that would be a matter of practice--but then any progress is good progress. Plus they're getting valuable data for the ground crew even if they can do nothing with it.
7672401
There wasn't any time, unfortunately.
She probably got fired because of it.
It's funny, I rarely repeat BG ponies in different stories, but this is the third one she's been in.
It's been a while since I saw the movie, but didn't the red pickup truck get destroyed by a tornado?
7672436
She would have seen that on the way to NM, yes. Also, you've been that way more recently than I have; is the leaning water tower still there along I-40?
7672445
And you would be correct.
7672474
Heh, they could all start singing Convoy as they cruised down the highway.
Mythbusters tested one behind a jet, and it survived. So a jet can't move it. On the other hand, a jet isn't a F5 tornado, and I think if the stormchaser gets hit by a F5, it's probably done for, no matter how well it's nailed to the road.
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I picture him sitting in the office with his sleeves rolled up and his tie loose, maybe with a bottle on his desk, but he isn't drinking any, and he's constantly looking over at the telephone.
Yes, very much so. I mean, even her name implies it.
Can you imagine that poor bastard driving the van with all of them in it, not wanting to hear but unable to avoid it?
7673183
They can be good at more than one thing--why shouldn't they? Also, I didn't bother reading the characterization of them on the chart, so I don't know what the artist said about them.
7673262
That moment when a bunch of pegasi all call TWC and ask them to please just show the raw data.
7673640
You know damn well that all the tornado chasers have been pushing for this since the very moment they realized it was a possibility. It was only the red tape that kept it from happening sooner.
7673704
Or EPIRBs. I can't remember if I put that detail in, but if I didn't, I should have.
7673925
I think that the ponies would probably either push it towards the trailer park, or else all die in an attempt to keep it away from both.
7676381
Starlight Glimmer can hook you up. All you've got to do is surrender your cutie mark in exchange for a lifetime of happy equality.
G1 Medley, or G4 Medley?
7683185
Which would have made the movie a thousand times better. (Don't get me wrong, it was pretty good, but ponies would have made it better.)
Oh, for...
No, Miss Cherilyn.
No, no, no. Also, no.
An oil rig, also known as a drilling rig, looks like this. See how it looks kind of like a crane? That's because it's designed to carry weight. A lot of weight. Think a couple of miles worth of very heavy pipe. At once. They drill the hole. Then they set the casing. They may do that two or three times, depending on the depth. And then they may install some other downhole equipment like sliding sleeve assemblies. And then they pack the whole thing up and leave.
This is a pumpjack, which, yes, uses a walking beam. It is not a drilling rig. These are sometimes installed on older wells that aren't producing much to get a little bit more out of them. They pump fluid, and you leave them on basically until it stops being profitable to do so.
And while we're on the subject, this is a frac fleet. It is also not a drilling rig. They show up with a bunch of specialized trucks and pump various materials (e.g., water, acid, chemicals, sand) downhole at high pressure in order to fracture* the formation and prop open the fractures. It might take them anywhere from a few hours to a few weeks, depending on how much they're pumping. They do this to improve the productivity of a well, either immediately after it's drilled, or as another way to extend the life of an old well.
*Kindly notice that there is no 'k' in fracture, and so there is no 'k' in 'frac'.
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Okay. I think I'm done now.
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Miss Cherilyn is wrong (and for what it's worth, I knew she was wrong).
It's funny, because usually I'd do blog posts after every chapter, and if a character is significantly wrong in a story, I'll mention it in the blog post, since it's good for people to know the actual facts. Obviously, with a daily publishing schedule that wasn't practical here, and if I'd summed up at the end with a blog post about . . . well, everything, it would have been huge.
What's also interesting--and you probably already knew this, but readers in the future who stumble across this comment might not--pumpjacks aren't unknown in Michigan. There are a few dozen of them around my house, and most of them have one or two storage tanks right next to them--I assume that the oil they produce is taken away by truck every now and then. It's not something that you really would expect to see in Michigan, but apparently we have some oil deposits.
I've always liked the sort of 'nodding' motion of the pumpjacks. They're kind of soothing to watch.
My first thought after I calmed down a bit was "Typical Lofty, ditching her wife and kid to go play with Earth storms".
(Lofty is the name of one of Scootaloo's "aunts")
Also
My first mental image was when you present a golden puppy to a flock of dog-chill goldens with LOTS of mobbing and chattering in Ponish and the only thing the humans understand is the !!!!!
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I wrote this before that was canon
I haven’t seen that episode yet; is the modern Lofty similar to the earlier gen one, or completely different?
I feel that’s pretty much how it would go. Like, up until that moment, both Silver’s handlers and the tornado team’s are thinking how focused and professional the pegasi are, and then all of a sudden, new pony! Lots of nuzzling and hugging and greeings and maybe some whinnies and nickers and complete chaos until everybody’s met and made friends, and then it’s back to business again.
Why not attach that thar gopro and show evidence?
I love you Admiral. Also, RIP Bill Paxton and Philip Seymour Hoffman. .
So this isn't Scootaloo's awesome Aunt Lofty?
I would love to watch Dusty hang out with a group of ponies. He's so chill.
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If Dr. Tetsuya won’t believe their weather instruments (which he provided), how’s he gonna believe a GoPro? Better to just bring him a cloud to play with so he can see for himself.
11222504
Who else would I have picked for a tornado-chasing crew?
Afraid not. Although it could be a relative of Aunt Lofty. This story predates Scootaloo’s awesome aunt.
That makes him the perfect man for the job. I should watch some clips from Twister; I haven’t seen the movie since it came out in theatres.