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Mitch H


“What all the wise men promised has not happened, and what all the damned fools said would happen has come to pass.” ― William Lamb Melbourne

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The war had been easier than the peace. And somehow the painter couldn't figure out how to go back to painting his buildings and his landscapes. But maybe he just needed a different subject to wrestle his muse into submission.

Such as a proud princess of the blood. Pony blood.

And if the painter fell a little in love with his subject?

Well, he wouldn't have been the first, and he wouldn't be the last.

(The trigger warning I should have included when this was published: yes, it's about Hitler.)


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Comments ( 23 )

Mate, it says you posted this five times on the New Stories section:rainbowhuh:

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That's what I begun to notice as well....

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Those are other authors. What's going on?

Edit: HOLY SHIT! I just read the story and it's about Hitler!

SNio #5 · 1 week ago · · ·

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Actually, multiple different people are posting stories which are very similar to each other (Such as the same cover and title).

What the duck.

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I think these stories are all part of a contest or something, cause all the stories have links to the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting group.

That was different. Luna or Nightmare Moon or Maybe Luna pre-Nightmare Moon gave Adolf a vision that changed the course of history. Gave him confidence or maybe allowed him to cut away his bitterness?

Anyway it's an interesting take on what a vision at the right time and place could change history.

So my first thought is that it's some kind of experiment to, for example, see if eliminating as many distinguishing features as possible before posting the stories would have any effect on things like Likes or views or judgment or whatever. But of course such an experiment is doomed to failure on FiMFiction because every story is still tied to your screenname, so, for example, I still know I'm reading (or not) Mitch H's work.

Now perhaps this wasn't the case in whatever medium these stories were originally written in, the product was more anonymous, but still, it's not anonymous by the time it gets to here. So those of us sitting outside of the writing contest, unaware of what was coming, are instead just being hit by what looks like a series of trolls. Here's my thoughts on the matter.

Cast a stone, and watch the ripples.

Georg #15 · 1 week ago · · ·

The odd part of this is I *just* got done writing a section of my Harry Potter crossover where the son of a Death Eater is painting a portrait of Princess Luna's Tantabus. I gotta up my game.

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Damn, I'm sorry I haven't been by in a while. I really do like that story.

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Astorius #18 · 1 week ago · · 1 ·

Most people could have lived a different life and I enjoy how this small encounters like this could change history.

This book here is also about Adolf taking painting as his job and doing something surprising in the end after being influenced by a little girl. ( And it's an alternate universe in the sixties where Germany won WW1 and a new conflict is brewing.)

Zontan #19 · 1 week ago · · 1 ·

I said I was going to comment on all of these, and this is no exception.

I'm conflicted about it. On the one hand, the immediate antisemitism turns me way off, and I'm generally not interested in seeing Hitler in my ponyfic. On the other hand, it's kind of fascinating, and not at all what I was expecting. I don't think it's the kind of story I want to see personally, but at the same time, it's done in a way that makes it clear it's art, and I do want that kind of provocative art to exist.

So, good job, I think.

Not much to critique in this story. There’s some absolutely wonderful lines, like these:

The nightmare of the gas clouds rose over the distance, and he cringed, watching the flashing on the horizon as more and more distant British tubes flung their rations of poison eastward, eastward towards him and his fellows in the trenches.

Why had he never noticed the long, sharp, barely-tapering horn that spiraled out of her noble brow? The strong blue feathered pinions that spread out from her perfect back? The swirling, mystic depths where her mane should have been…

Somehow, through the night that never ended, time stretched long and sinuous and glorious, the shifting bright stars glittering through the many windows of that dark castle-chamber, answered in turn by the starfields, nebulae, and heavenly lights that peeked through his subject's endlessly-shifting tresses.

Overall, great writing! My one little nitpick, if I have to make one, would be the Hitler thing dude what the actual fffffff

I have asked the shadows to give unto me a portraitist worthy of my stature, and my destiny!

They certainly delivered.

I see your soul, my dear ape. I know a fellow-spirit when I see one!

I'm not sure which of them should feel more insulted by that.

you have given me this thousand-year imperium, this millennial empire of the night!

:fluttershyouch: You had to say it.

... Oh. Huh. Such is the power of ponies. The National Socialists might still rise to power in this timeline, but without the burning vitriol of the man with the mustache. Or I'm being too optimistic. Regardless, this left me minimally disgusted, which is the best we can hope for given the perspective character. Well done.

I am unsure how to feel about this.

Whoof. It ain’t bad but it’s going to fly over people’s heads, crash into the moon and then push the moon into a black hole.

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