Chapter 4: A Necessary Troll
Only Human: A Lyra Heartstrings Production
Chapter 4: A Necessary Troll
By Smoking Gun
“And two sweeteners, a dash of honey and a hint of Tahitian vanilla--”
And a boot up your flank.
Lyra bowed with a smile to her customer. “Sure thing, ma’am. Won’t be too long.”
At least it wouldn’t be if you weren’t so prissy about it.
Adjusting her apron, Lyra turned away from her customer and maneuvered her way through the customers and furniture. Looking over the line in front of the counter, she could see Ditzy keeping up her giddy smile as she took customers' orders, giving them their numbers and sending them to their chairs. In between the customers, she would bake the muffins, but let the smell out through the sides so she could dance in the aroma as she worked. The best part was that she didn’t even realize it. Lyra would catch her doing the same thing when she would make muffins in her off-hours. It wasn’t a show, it wasn’t a sales pitch, it was pure, unadulterated joy.
“This sucks!” shouted Lyra as she tossed her order pad on the counter.
Ditzy quickly flew around, bringing her a few inches from Lyra. “Keep it down,” she whispered. “We have very lovely customers who don’t wanna hear you complain.” Ditzy and Lyra looked back to the waiting customers, giving a nervous smile to settle the tension. It didn’t work.
“Now,” started Ditzy, “what’s the problem?”
Using her magic, Lyra levitated the order pad into Ditzy’s face, showing the order she had just taken. “Am I making coffee, or am I playing Jenga, here?”
Ditzy took the floating pad and examined it herself. She glanced up a Lyra with the corners of her lips turned up. “I don’t know what you’re complaining about. It’s only a little bit better than your scripts.”
Lyra’s face didn’t change, but the scent of blood boiling was starting to overwhelm the cooking muffin’s. Speaking of which...
Ditzy dashed to the ‘dinging’ oven, pulling out a platter of perfectly crisp muffins, sending the patient customers into the air.
Huh... I thought only hobos did that.
Waving Lyra over to her, Dtizy whispered into her ear. “I’ll take care of the coffee, you serve the customers. You learned how to do that in college, didn’t you?”
Lyra’s bemused expression did all the cursing for her.
Ditzy playfully punched her shoulder. “Relax, gorgeous. When you’re winning the Emmy, remember to thank you sexy, talented, muffin maker friend.”
Lyra cleared her throat. “And I want to thank my jerk of a roomie, for inspiring me to get out of her immediate area.”
The two mare’s giggling was cut short by the shouting of the customers behind them.
“Go! Go!” shouted Ditzy. “Until your show is on the air, you’re working here. Now get to it!”
“She’s working for us, now!” shouted Synergy as she stormed into the boardroom that overlooked Celestia’s sun rising over the palace and shining onto their city of viewers. “The announcement's gone live. There’s no turning back now.”
Trotting around the desk, she took her usual seat at her long desk. She slouched in her chair, resting her upper-torso on the mahogany table. The back of her chair blocked the sun, covering her in a cool shadow. Looking up, she could see her fellow executives stand before her, standing in the light.
“I don't suppose either of you know where Bon Bon is?” she asked with a hint of venom.
“I believe she said she was attending to some talent,” spoke up Paradigm.
Synergy mumbled something to herself, no doubt something she wouldn’t put in a press release. “I swear to Celestia...”
“Synergy!” Structuring’s shout startled Synergy upright in her chair, still keeping her shielded from the sun. “Sorry about that, but this isn’t the best attitude that any of us can take at this point.”
Synergy rested her elbow on foreleg-rest of her chair, laying her heavy head in her hoof. “And what do you propose? We be happy for these twits? Why not?!” She pushed her chair back, making a banging sound as it hit the back window. “Let’s give them a second and third season while we’re at it!”
Structuring rolled his eyes at the display. “Dear, you need calm down.”
“Calm down? Calm down?!” she said as she trotted around to the front of the desk. “Do you have any idea how much will be riding on this? Our reputation, future licensing, merchandising sales—”
“Synergy?” perked Paradigm.
Synergy shot back a glare. “What?”
“You’re pacing again.”
Looking down at the carpet, Synergy could see the path she had been walking on, slowly rise back up, watching it return to normal, taking the opportunity to try and calm down. It didn’t work.
“She walked right through that door, and presented us nothing of substance, nothing with any kind of backing, not even a theme song!” She ran her hoof through her mane. “I mean, what kind of idiot does that?”
“This one, right here!”
Lyra hoofed over a small platter with a banna-berry muffin to the overly-muscular pegasus on the opposite end of the counter.
“YEAH!” he thanked as he went back to his seat.
Ditzy approached Lyra as she wiped the sweat off her horn. “OK, I think the rush is over for today.” Ditzy put some cleaning cloths and a spray on the counter, in front of Lyra. “You can start cleaning now.”
“Finally!” Lyra proclaimed as she levitated them off the table.
Ditzy shot her a confused look as Lyra trotted to the opposite side of the counter. “Since when did you like cleaning?”
“Since I got sick of serving, I’m sure I’ll come back around when the stench of bleach coming from the bathroom puts me in a coma.”
With the customers at their chair, enjoying their meals, the two mares could finally share a well earned chuckle. Taking a deep breath, Ditzy leaned over the counter, looking down at the crumbs on the counter.
“Look at it this way,” she said, turning her gaze up at her friend. “You won’t be here much longer.”
“Hey!” Lyra slammed her hooves on the table. “I’ll always be here.”
Ditzy chuckled. “You know what I mean.”
“And you know what I mean.”
The two mares share a warm smile. “Ditzy, thank you for letting me stay with you while I get myself together.”
“Hey, free labor is always welcome. Just promise me you won’t give up all of your freedom as soon as you move out.”
Lyra paused for a moment. “Give it to who?”
Ditzy arched her brow. “You know who.”
Lyra blushed as darted her eyes from left to right, shuffling back lightly. “I’m not worrying about that. I’m playing it cool,” she said as she brushed her mane back. “I’m a career woman, now.”
“Mare,” corrected the wall-eyed mare.
“Whatever,” shrugged Lyra. “I’m not just gonna drop everything I’ve got going on in my life, just for—”
“Hey, girl!”
Lyra and Ditzy turned their attention to the front door as a cream colored mare stepped through, wearing only her saddle bag.
“Bon Bon!” Lyra’s face lit up like the sun outside. Her magic faded as she rushed over to the executive, dropping the cleaning equipment on the counter, causing the spray to spill all over the counter.
Lyra had to bring herself to an almost screeching halt to stop her from running into Bon Bon.
Mustn't hug. Mustn't hug.
Lyra cleared her throat and stroked back her mane, which had more than a few crumbs in it. “Hey, Bon. What’s up?”
“Nothing much,” she shrugged. “Just the announcement of Only Human making it to the press.”
Lyra stared blankly at her friend. “Come again?”
Bon Bon chuckled as she took a seat at the last free table. Reaching into her saddle bag, she pulled out her laptop and opened it up, restoring the session she had on before. “They made the announcement early this morning. Everypony knows about it now. At least the ones that are up this early.”
Bon Bon’s giggling was cut short by the smell of soap approaching behind her.
“You’d be surprised how many there are.”
Bon Bon turned around, laying her right foreleg on the back of her chair, seeing Ditzy standing right behind her. Without getting off her chair, she smiled at her. “You must be Ditzy!”
“Yeah, Ditzy Doo,” she said as she shook Bon Bon’s hoof. “And you must be Bon Bon.”
The smile on Bon Bon’s face started to slip when she felt a sticky substance on Ditzy’s hoof. She pulled her hoof back to see it was clean and bubbly. She rolled her eyes towards Ditzy, who laughed as her good eye glared at Lyra.
“Sorry, our cleaner isn’t very bright.”
“I’ll admit, she wasn’t very bright, but you can’t deny that there was a small something in her.” Paradigm took his usual seat next to Synergy. He could almost see the steam rising from her brow. “You remember Lost? That show was green-lit by accident essentially, and look what happened.”
Synergy slowly rolled her head to her colleague, not even showing the slightest bit of amusement on her face. “This isn’t Lost. It’s a show about shaved chimps in jeans.”
Structuring’s chuckle brought on Synergy’s glare. “Sorry... it’s just now that I think about they do look...” His voice trailed when he realized that Synergy hadn’t blinked while he was talking. “Sorry.”
The peeved mare took a deep breath, her exhale leaving a light fog on the table. “I can’t let her ruin us.”
“Hey now!” Paradigm inched himself closer to Synergy while still in his chair. “She isn’t going to ruin anything. You’re starting to overreact.”
“She... and her... gaah!”
Tossing her hooves in the air for a second, she let them flop down to her sides. The room was dead silent as her chair started to turn. She quickly shut her eyes as her body began to enter the sunlight, which was now high above the buildings behind them. “I've really screwed up, haven’t I?”
“Sorry, I kinda screwed up there.”
“You think?” Ditzy remarked as Lyra wiped away the soap that had splashed on her earlier.
Once done, she laid down the cloth and took a seat next to Bon Bon. “You gotta check this out. They put out the press release today.” Lyra quickly turned to Bon Bon. “They said good stuff, right?”
“What else would they say?” Bon Bon said with slight smirk. Ditzy rolled her eyes when she noticed Lyra’s cheeks beginning to light up.
“So,” Ditzy took a seat next to the cream mare. “Lyra’s told me a lot about you. I hear you’ve been a great deal of... help in getting her show green-lit,” she said through a forced smile.
“Lyra’s the one who got her show green-lit,” she said, nudging the unicorn with her elbow. “I just... made her look good doing it. Speaking of which...”
Bon Bon pushed the laptop over to Lyra. Examining it, Lyra noticed several tabs opened in browser, all of which had ‘Only Human’ in them somewhere.
Lyra gave the laptop a confused expression. “Why do you have so many tabs opened?”
Was I asking the computer that?
Bon Bon scooched her chair over to bring herself closer to Lyra. “I want you to see how many people are talking about this.”
“Ponies,” corrected Ditzy.
“Whatever.” Bon Bon continued, “granted, this is all part of the news cycle, but just think of how many ponies are gonna hear about the show, and we’re still getting started."
Taking control of the laptop, Lyra scrolled down one tab, reading the details of the article as presented by the Pub.
‘The Hub Network is excited to announce that joining the fall, Saturday morning lineup will be a brand new, original show entitled ‘Only Human.’ Created by up-and-coming talent, Lyra Heartstrings, the story of the show centers around these amazing and wonderful creatures called ‘humans’ who go on amazing hijinks together.’
The rest of the article went on to detail the licensing agreement...
And lots of other things I don’t care about.
Skipping down to the bottom, she noticed a comment section, currently 30 comments and climbing. Ditzy and Bon Bon couldn’t help but smile as Lyra’s face lit up, reading the comments on her show.
“So, how does it feel?” asked Bon Bon.
“How does what feel?” Lyra replied.
“Being the next big thing.”
Lyra scoffed, playfully. “I’m so not. There’s not much for them to go on, but people- shut up!” she shouted at her friends before they could say anything. “But ponies seem to be at least interested. They wanna know more!”
“And that’s how you get them hooked. Leave them wanting more.” Bon Bon patted Lyra on the back as she continued to read out the comments below. Bon Bon scooched her chair back to where it was before, giving Lyra some room.
The air began to feel stale between the two silent mares at the table, the only sounds coming from the chatting customers, most of which were on their way out the door.
“So how did you and Lyra meet?”
Ditzy looked as though she was woken from a nap. “Sorry, what?”
“You and Lyra. How’d you guys meet? She just mentioned she was living with you.”
Bon Bon could already see the nostalgia in Ditzy’s eyes. “Oh, we met back in high school. While Lyra was in art school, I worked as a mail mare and saved every bit I had. Around the time she graduated, I had earned enough to start up this,” she said, spreading her forelegs to show the restaurant they were in. “It’s been a dream of mine. Lyra needed a place to stay after graduation, so I let her stay with me and work off her rent.”
The junior executive nodded, the corners of her lips turning upward. “Wow, that’s very generous of you.”
“Lyra was the best friend I ever had. Making her scrub tables and cook was least I could do.”
The two mares started laughing, letting the awkwardness roll off their back. As Ditzy started to calm down, she notice Lyra hadn’t spoken in a while. She was just staring at the screen, her smile was nowhere near as bright as it was when she started. In fact, it looked like she wasn’t pleased at all.
“Lyra?” asked Ditzy. “Everything OK?”
Lyra leaned back, making the chair screech across the floor for a moment. “Yeah, I’m... I’m fine. No problem.” Lyra kept nodding her head for a cartoonishly long amount of time.
I’m guess I’m just gonna keep doing this until she says OK.
Bon Bon peaked over, gazing into the monitor. “This looks like crap.”
Ditzy shot Bon Bon a confused expression. “What?”
“That’s what one of the comments says.” Bon Bon grabbed hold of the laptop and pushed it of to Ditzy, who quickly read through what was on screen.
“Really?” she asked, gazing over the screen. “That’s it?”
Lyra shrugged. “What? Someone wasn’t impressed? Huh, hadn’t noticed.”
“Really?” returned Ditzy.
“Yeah.”
“Then why is it highlighted?” The wall-eyed mare waited for a response from Lyra. She didn’t get one. “Also, in the response section, somepony started to type out ‘Shut your stupid internet face.’”
Lyra’s straight face cracked. “Okay... I’m a little annoyed. Who wouldn’t be? Right?”
“Don’t worry about it,” started Bon Bon. “Just a troll. He just want’s to—”
“So?”
Lyra and Bon Bon looked up at Ditzy, who was sporting an annoyed expression, aimed straight and Lyra. “This is what’s bothering you? Someone no-face loser says your show looks like crap without even seeing it?”
Lyra squirmed in her seat. “Well... it hurts and... who does he think he is, anyway?!” Lyra’s volume started to attract a few wandering eyes around the restaurant. “He hasn’t seen any of-of-of th-th-the character development. He hasn’t see the action, the suspense.”
Lyra got off her seat, making a screeching noise as it slid back across the tiled floor. She started to circle the table she and her friends are seated at. “He just reads a few lines and he thinks he can... how... aragh! Who the hay is this—”
“Lyra?” perked up Ditzy.
“Yeah?”
“You’re pacing again.”
Lyra looked around the store, noticing several heads quickly turn away and return to eating. It was suddenly a lot quieter now.
Ditzy raised herself up from her chair, bringing her face to face with Lyra. “Sweetheart, grow up.”
Lyra stood perfectly still in front of roommate. “Wh-what?”
The pegasus leaned in close. “I said, grow up.” It wasn’t often Ditzy had to break out her serious face with Lyra. “One guy, ONE GUY says something stupid about something you did, and you’re gonna get worked up over it?”
“No, I was—”
“No, listen.” Ditzy bought herself a bit closer, so that she could whisper without being heard. “One stupid comment, on a stupid website, about a stupid press release doesn’t warrant your attention, or concern. Stop crying like a baby, and grow the hay up.”
Ditzy’s wonky-eye almost went straight as she stared straight into Lyra’s. A liquid shimmer in Lyra’s tangelo eyes caught her attention, just as Lyra trotted towards the front door, closing it behind her.
The muffin mare quickly looked around the store, nopony was looking at her, except for the cream mare, sitting at the table next to her. Ditzy and Bon Bon locked eyes before she spoke up.
“What?”
“What are you talking about?” asked Paradigm.
“I was careless,” Synergy replied. I was careless and I let this happen.”
“Woah, woah, woah,” Paradigm said, waving his hooves for a moment. “Karen, you’re acting very odd about this. Could you please just tell us what’s going on?”
Synergy looked to her left, seeing Structuring take a seat next to her, both of her colleagues were smiling warmly at her. She adjusted herself, straightening her back as spoke.
“We gave Bon Bon a chance. She showed us that she’s this young go-getter. She’s great at what she does, she hasn’t made any bad decisions before. But now she’s gone the other way with how this is supposed to work. She’s let some ignorant little girl walk in, and get her own show. What if... What if it works?”
Paradigm leaned in close. “I’m not sure what you mean.”
“I mean, what if this hot, new girl comes in, pulls this gutsy move, makes a huge success? What does that say about me? About the three of us?” Synergy laid her spectacles on the table. “What if we’re not good at this anymore?”
The two stallion chuckled, bringing themselves in closer. “Karen, if this is a success, I think it says that you were savvy and hip enough to see an opportunity and you took it,” explained Paradigm with a welcoming smile.
Synergy looked up at him. “But I didn’t. I let them through because I was scared.”
“Don’t fret over it, dear.” Structuring laid a hoof on her shoulder. “I hear it’s very human.” Structuring withdrew his hoof, seeing a rather displeased look on her face.
Paradigm continued. “What we’re trying to say is that maybe you don’t need to be scared or aggressive. Now, neither of us are going to say that Lyra didn’t act foolish in the way she came in here, but we are saying that we should be professional and help her achieve the success she wants. She’s part of the company now, and her success is...”
“Our success,” Synergy finished with a small grin creeping over her face. “I suppose I have been a fair bit aggressive against the girls.”
Structuring spoke, “How aggressive, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Well... When I saw the press releases online, I may have posted a negative comment on one of them.”
Paradigm leaned back in his chair. “Alright... why exactly did you do that?”
“I was frustrated and scared... that and I was hoping she would’ve read it. I don’t know, I wasn’t the right frame of mind.”
Synergy’s two colleagues started laughing, and she couldn’t help but join in.
“Come on, dear,” Paradigm tried to say through his laughter. “What are the odds of her reading one bad comment?”
“What are the odds she’ll come back in at some point this year?”
Later in the afternoon, Ditzy’s Muffins was essentially dead. No customers meant she could clean, restock, whatever needed to be done. Taking the opportunity to clean, she continued to scrub the tables as she looked outside, seeing Lyra on the steps by the front door.
“She’s been sitting there for hours. Is she ever going to come back in?”
“You tell me,” remarked Bon Bon, who had taken a seat on the couch by the far wall. “You known her better than I do.”
“I’m not so sure,” Ditzy mumbled.
“What was that?” asked Bon Bon with a slightly annoyed tone.
“Nothing.” Ditzy shrugged her off and went back to scrubbing.
Bon Bon slid off the couch, trotting straight over to the opposite side of the table that Ditzy was cleaning. “Look, I don’t know what that was earlier, but I think it’s safe to say that Lyra’s a bit more upset with you than she is at some troll.”
Ditzy slammed her cloth on the table. “Oh really? Is that what you think? Well let me tell you something, Little Miss TV Big Shot: You don’t know anything about us, and you don’t get to talk about how we feel. So why don’t you give your marefriend out there a big kiss and go back to your big penthouse. I have real work to do.”
Bon Bon paused as Ditzy went back to cleaning. “What do you mean ‘real work?’” she scowled.
“I mean that thing that Lyra has never done at any point in her life!”
Somepony had hit the mute button. The entire room had been filled with silence. The two mares both looked equally as shocked at each other. Ditzy stumbled over to a nearby bean bag and collapsed into it.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that.”
Bon Bon took a seat on another bean bag next to her. “It’s OK. Do you wanna...?
“Just give me a second.” Ditzy shifted in her bean bag, positioning herself so that she was looking straight at Bon Bon. “Before I met Lyra, I was still... well, like this,” she said, gesturing towards her eye. "Learning was hard for me at a young age, nothing out of the ordinary for somepony with wall-eye, it was just harder to read and tell distance. I was picked on all throughout my school life, I never went one day without getting teased and bullied. So, I made a point to excel in what I did. I became a stronger reader with the help of a little extra tutoring, became one of the top scoring students at the school, I was essentially everything that everypony thought I wasn’t.”
Bon Bon nodded. “I’m so sorry.”
“They were just some stupid kid, don’t worry about them,” Ditzy shrugged. “Anyway, in my last few years of high school, I ran into Lyra in my cooking class. She was the only pony whoever just treated me normal right out the gate... although, I think that may have been because she wanted me to do her assignment for her.” Ditzy was thankful for the chuckle break. “So we became friends, did everything together for a while. But then she went off to college to become a writer and I wanted to open up this restaurant. I already told you the rest.”
Bon Bon spoke, “I’m sorry, but I’m not sure what this has to do with what’s up with you guys right now.”
“It’s about that job I mentioned. I busted my rump for three straight years, denying myself every luxury I could to make sure I could pursue my dream. I studied day in and day out, I learnt to ignore the nasty things others would say to me. I’ve worked so hard to get where I am... and Lyra got it all served to her on a platter. She has her own show, and she only just got started.”
Bon Bon took a moment to gather her thoughts, sharing a few deep breathes with the pegasus next to her. “You’re right. I’m not the pony to talk about these things with,” she let out with a laugh.
“Told ya,” Ditzy replied, smirkingly. “I know this is kind of heavy, but the problem right now is that I should be happy for her, but I just got angry because I didn’t think she was appreciating what she had.”
“Maybe you should tell her that.”
Ditzy flew off her bean bag and gently landed on the tiles. “What do you mean ‘maybe?’ Of course I’m going to.” Ditzy trotted over to the door, holding it open for a second before stepping out. “Bon Bon, thank you for listening.”
“Sure.”
The two smiled and nodded before Ditzy finally stepped out. Gazing through the window, Bon Bon saw Ditzy take a seat next to Lyra. After a few minutes of inaudible discussion, Bon Bon’s smile grew when she saw the two wrap their hooves around each other.
The creamed colored mare poked her head out through the door. “Hey guys, you feeling hungry?”
Lyra had suck back some mucus hanging out of her nose. “Yeah, actually.”
“Awesome. I’ll whip us up some of my favorite muffins: the alcoholic kind.”
Ditzy helped Lyra back onto her feet. “I thought blueberries were your favorite.”
“Eh, this is a close second.”
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You're missing an ending quote on this paragraph.
"Making her scrubs" doesn't parse. It should be "making her scrub".
"Lya" should presumably be "Lyra".
"He just want's too" should be "He just wants to".
Should this be "He hasn't seen"? "He hasn't the action" is missing a verb.
"He success" doesn't parse -- should it be "her success"?
"They" and "kid" have mismatched plurality. It should probably be "They were just stupid kids".
Holy crap you aren't dead!
Hmm... the troll was necessary? How so? :|
Nice read. While I was expecting more development on Only Human a break from it is nice.
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Everything has someone somewhere who hates it. Plenty of times people can get very vocal about their hatred. Just go to youtube and you have people who go to videos about series they dislike just so they can say they dislike it. If Lyra gets put off because of a simple comment like that, how will she feel when she has entire sites going up all to the purpose of lambasting her project? It's good for her to see that not everyone is going to be supportive and that she has to just suck it up, accept that fact, and not allow anyone elses opinion about the matter shake her resolve.
On another note, hecks yeah! Been waiting for a new chapter :3
Since I haven't seen anyone point it out yet, I saw you accidentally wrote the 'Hub' instead of the 'Pub.'
But yeah, great fic so far! Can't wait to see where it leads,
has anyone made a futurama joke yet no yes oh well
but i get a whole oh my circuits vibe
Inspiring who?
Neither, or "I don't suppose."
*Fret
"Learning" is missing the quote marks that should come before it.
Probably meant kids.
Such a tiny, insubstantial comment to take so hard.
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I'm glad it has continued!
Only Human: It could happen, only on FimFic! (And/or EqD)
Ah yes, I've been looking forward to another chapter. Great work! :D
I can't help but wonder, if Only Human does become popular, what Lyra's reaction to the fan works will be like...
NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG
YAY UPDATE!
Well, that was certainly a long waiting time. I do enjoy reading this, a lot.
If there's one thing that did throw me off, it was this line:
Wait, what?! Her name is Karen? That seems very, very odd for a pony name. Or is there some pun I have missed?
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My favourite chapter so far, I think.
Aww Lyra, I think we've all been there. Honestly, I can get lots of likes and lovely comments, but I get that one bad comment and that's what I focus on.
Excited to hear/read now that it won't be a longer wait this time. Keep it up, good sir.
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Since it was just referring to a single comment, it should actually probably be "It was just a stupid kid/foal." PONIFY EVERYTHING! *evil laughter*
Also...
I /think/ that that's Bon Bon and then Lyra talking, so... two paragraphs! YAY!
Erm... yup!
Nice job on the story. I'm not sure I like your characterization for Ditzy though. I always think of her as so nice
Loved how you handled the parallels between both conversations. Excellent chapter!
Lyria's initial reaction to the troll reminded me of this XKCD comic:
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(before reading)
Other? hmmm.... Bronies? Humanites?..hmmm....
you wrote hub instead of puba
‘The Hub Network is
excited to announce that joining
the fall, Saturday morning lineup
will be a brand new, original"
You put hub instead of pub. Lol
This story is the best fucking thing a man could create
The dramatic irony is every where in this chapter.
‘The Hub Network is excited to announce that joining the fall, Saturday morning lineup will be a brand new, original show entitled ‘Only Human.’
I think you meant "The Pub Network"
I still don't see Synergy as a bad guy
Unless if this is following the real-life counterpart (cough MLP cough) then Lyra closes off after the 1st season and The Pub takes over
dont you mean pub?
5 people people-
Ponies-
Shut up- have already pointed this out making me the sixth.
It should be "The Pub Network…" since you started it with that name. You wrote this, we help you correct it.
On another note, time to continue reading this.
Wll idiot confirmed!
Needs " marks after 'replied.'
Who in the hay is Karen? That while sounding human, doesn't fit pony naming conventions.
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Again. Doesn't fit pony naming conventions. And ponies are really weirdly anal about having names that fit a ponies personality, special talent, or physical / mental / social attribute.
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Yeah ... that's not a pony name. Or a Pun. Yes, the latin word 'Katherina' means 'Pure / Clear' But it'd be quicker to just write Pure (as in Pure Synergy. With the definition of pure as "having exactly the talents or skills needed for a particular role", or "without any extraneous and unnecessary elements."
But Karen just isn't pony. Although it would fit for a human name.
kids
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Seriously, this loving this story. Your new take on all the background ponies in here are freaking sweet.
Lyra coming to the awful realization that the internet is not her personal hype brigade, and that people are allowed to dislike things that you made.
that poor girl.