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This story is a sequel to Three Letters


Twilight Sparkle has come unstuck in time and place, but she is not alone. Her companion in a strange land tries to keep her spirits up as they race across a continent towards her only shot at returning home.

Commissioned by: Horizon

This story was written as a sequel of sorts to this: Three Letters

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I was pretty much obligated to enjoy this one. And I did! Kind of funny how Twilight points out something that Mark Rosewater has lamented about: Red is the color of so much more than just various forms of weaponized plasma, but it's hard to represent joy and love and positive spontaneity in cardboard form (especially when you're trying to stay in red's part of the color pie.) At least they manage it now and again with the likes of Cathartic Reunion.

In any case, an excellent sequel to the original, following the same themes with some brilliant innovations. The recontextualized flavor text for Lightning Bolt was brilliant, and the way you tied together everything in the end was outstanding. Thank you for this.

As not only the commissioner but also the author of the piece which Cyne asked to write a sequel to, I am happy to report that this is Horizon Approved (tm). I basically gave her complete free rein, and I found a lot to think about in the results, and this feels extremely true to the vision in my head of the original story’s characters.

True story: when the idea of Twilight and the narrator playing a game came up in the story, my first thought was, “Trivial Pursuit! Wait, no, that would be six colors.” And boy howdy would that have gone wrong in an entirely different direction.

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Heck, even the red cards with soulbond, which could have easily been a flavor win in that area, are 'Knight with Large Pointy Stick', 'Dude with Big Rock Fists', and Lightning Mauler.

EDIT: Even the occasionally used 'this creature can't attack or block alone' mechanic is only used on dumb beasts that require direction as opposed to talented people that just need some emotional support.

"Three Letters" is one of my favorite short stories on this site, and this is a worthy sequel. I could read on and on and on about this human just traveling and talking with Twilight.

Unsummon? Wind Drake? I'm pretty sure I have that deck...

I always imagined red as passionate within the context of the game. You're trying to win the game, so red usually says: "Ok I'll deal damage to their face as fast as I can and win". It doesn't have to mean outright aggression and anger in general, but that's how it's expressed in the cards.

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Wojek Bodyguard, my dude

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They were originally based on some pre-cons. And then I instead just shuffled through my longboz of cards from when I first started playing around m10ish

Unstuck in time, eh?

Guess they need Zathrus to repair their time stabilizers.

No no, not 'Za-thrus', it's the other guy 'Zzzathrus'.

(The test of true B5 fans...)

You link beauty and fear a little too closely.”


“Aren’t they pretty close?

Only when you exclude all the beautiful things no one fears and all the fearsome things few consider beautiful.

I cannot recall ever being terrified by a daffodil.

kayfabe and buggies in one paragraph? I think we found a southern wrastlin’ fan.

A fun story and a good read. Thanks.

AAAAAAHHH

I LOVE THIS

PLEASE MORE

Also, I had never tought of red that way.

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Belated thanks for the compliment, by the way! :twilightblush:

The flavor text on lightning bolt is actually a meta joke. No one had expected them to reprint the gold standard of lightning cards again.

Next up: "Nine Tokens", wherein Jeff buys a Monopoly board to help pass the time.

"A...a battleship?" Twilight said, her lip quivering.

Oh, man, I should not have made that joke.

"Four, five, six," I said, a dull mixture of dread and relief gathering in my gut. "Well, that's game."

Twilight blinked at me. "Why?"

"Park place," I said. "Hotel. That's fifteen hundred." I rubbed the two little goldenrod rectangles together between my fingers. "One thousand left. That's game over." I shove my remaining bills across the board to her.

Twilight's mouth formed a hard line. "No," she said. "I'm giving your seamstress--"

"It's a thimble, not a seamstress."

"Well, excuse me for expending a scrap of brain effort on hippomorphizing them. It makes the game a lot easier to understand. Anyway. When it comes time for your seamstress to make rent, and she can't pay it, my laundress recognizes her financial plight and gives her an extension."

"That isn't how this works," I said. "You can't voluntarily choose not to charge rent when someone lands on your space."

"I absolutely can and am," said Twilight, shoving the money back across the board with her hoof. "We come from similar backgrounds, after all."

"Twilight," I said, trying to keep the exasperation out of my voice, "This game already goes on for an eternity. Do you seriously want to risk missing the leyline confluence over a game of Monopoly?"

"I want to end my time here on a positive note, Jeff. I finally think I found a tiny little piece of your world I can actually understand, and I don't want it to be over yet."

I yawned. "Okay. You get one exception to the rules, and in return, it is officially your fault if we oversleep on this thing."

"Deal," she said. "Thank you for indulging me."

"You're close to winning anyway," I said. "Shouldn't take too much longer."

"That's kind of you to say, Jeff. I personally feel like there's a long way to go, but maybe it'll turn around." She smiled, flushing bashfully. "It's just...I really don't want to lose this one."

A moment of silence passed as I frowned at her.

"Um," I said, eventually. "If that was your major concern, why didn't you choose to win?"

"Pardon me?"

"You could have won. Right there. Victory was within your grasp. But you just gave me this money back."

"Well, yes, of course," she said. "If you'd been reduced to zero money, we would have lost."

I felt a tic in my left lower eyelid. My jaw clenched. I spasmodically stood up from the board and stalked over to the mirror by the sink, nearly tripping over the luggage rack.

"Jeff?"

"No wonder this game's been taking forever!" I exclaimed. "You're not even trying to win!"

"Yes I am!" Twilight protested. "And we're close! I can feel it!"

"Close to what, exactly?"

"To setting up a mutually-amicable harmonic economic rhythm where the random dice rolls average out into perfect cash flow back and forth between my laundress and your seamstress," she said. "And we were really close there for a while, before your string of bad luck."

"That's not the point of the game! The point of the game is to acquire all your opponent's money!"

Twilight frowned. "But...how will she afford the upkeep on all these houses she's built?"

"She won't!" I exclaimed, throwing my arms wide. "She's broke!"

"So how exactly is that winning?" Twilight said, her voice raising to match mine. "You won't be able to afford to stay at any of my hotels ever again!"

"Yes!"

She shook her head. "But...you're my best customer!"

I sank to the bed.

"Damnit," I said. "I knew I should've bought Pandemic."

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Haha I know. That’s why I had him connect with it, but figured it was too esoteric to include that factoid

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Zathrus. Zathrus. Zathrus. Zathrus.
As in those are supposed to be two different names alternating, so you can tell the difference.

I love it because someone actually used the RPG trope of "I'll bring in an exact duplicate of my last character" in a real serious show. Before Colbert did his identical twin cousin.

The funny thing about monopoly? If both/all players have lots of hotels, and a reasonable balance, then the money can go back and forth an average of forever, and it's just a case of who gets the luck streak first.

A far better strategy for what Twilight wants is to stop all construction at 2 houses. Then you are trading sums of money back and forth that are so low you don't run the risk of a bad streak.

But if you want to win, stop at 4 houses. Whoever has the bigger supply of the fixed number (and not enough) supply of houses will win.

9672315 I have the entire show's DVD box set.

Why did the show work, even with its simple 90's CGI?

The storytelling and characters were deeply linked, the continuity was practically flawless, every detail in the meta-story was planned ahead of time, and the actors put their all into their performances.

Actually had the chance to chat with Ed Wasser (Mr Morden) when he was active on Twitter some time ago. We were discussing how crucial characterization is, and the variations required for particular types of characters to work. Things like how a good actor can't usually do anything with a bad script (other than ham it up and have fun), and a great script won't be of any use on a bad actor. Wonder what he's up to now.

I never saw the DVD box set for B5. I'm watching it now on Amazon prime. It finally came back to television on a new satellite channel, "Comet" -- tag line "it's out of this world". Mostly old scifi movies and shows, heavy on repetition, but expected for just starting and needing to fill "broadcast" hours.

Oh, and I friggen hate the decision to generate 16:9 formats of the first few seasons by cutting the top and bottoms off. Should have left those in 4:3.

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Oh, man, I should not have made that joke.

I officially declare it too late for regrets. :pinkiehappy:

(Tagging 9666719 for Never The Final Word purposes.)

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Next next up: Sixty-Four Squares, wherein Jeff introduces Twilight to the classic game of Chess.

"I understand that the ponies in this game aren't like real ponies," Twilight said, rocking a knight back and forth. "But that still doesn't explain why they move the way they do."

Twilight blushed red. "You ride them?!"
"Not like that! With a saddle and... reins and... all the other stuff." Jeff finished lamely.

Twilight squeaked, turning an even brighter shade of red.

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And "121 Holes," all about Chinese Checkers!

At the end of the grand expanded saga Twilight tries to squeeze through the rift but cannot because her saddlebags are filled with a metric ton of license plates, decks of cards and board games.

This is amazing

She nodded. “Right, and also the color of…” she moved a few cards out of the way to expose the used Lightning Bolt. “This. The first thing you think of when you think emotion or passion is to burn things with fire.”

And I loved this line. It's cool to see how a different viewpoint on the same game says a lot about us.

OoOh! Two things I thought would never touch! Also, very nice message.

OoOh! Two things I thought would never touch! Also, very nice message there at the end.

I enjoyed this, but was hoping for more discussion about the philosophies of the pie. Mainly how black doesn’t always mean evil and white doesn’t mean good.

Edit: *doesn’t

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Im assuming you meant not always on black—kamigawa Block’s hero was mono black!

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Yes, thank you. That was embarrassing.

Personally I like to point to Yahenni as a goodly aligned mono-black character. He reminds me a lot of Rarity, and not just because they both use “darling” far too often for comfort.

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My wife adores Yahenni and uses them in her Marchesa commander deck! It’s a fun card. All the aetherborn are neat

Finally got around to reading this. Well, didn't expect Five Colors to be a "Twilight in the human world and humans suck" story, but it was good. Read a bit then read the first story then finished it. You did well connecting the philosophies of Magic to Twilight's emotional dilemma.

I will say I was confused by the decks he found. Jackal Pup in a 2019 deck? But messing around with cards you own is enough reason to make that the decks.

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The decks are VERY loosely based on vague memories of cards I had laying around in about 2010-2012.

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If it isn't already, this definitely needs to be in one of those comment-fic compilations.

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I think it did make it in there, eventually. :pinkiesmile:

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