"Me, Myself, and I" or "Taylor's Tailor"
< Day 8 >
Dash and I lay side-by-side, staring up at the impossibly star-filled sky of the dreamscape. I wasn't sure what part of my mind this was, with orange grass, spiky-shaped clouds, and fruit that had working animal appendages (I mean, an orange with frog legs? How ridiculous is that?).
"Morning should be coming soon," I observed. "You gonna be okay?"
Dash chuckled. "You make it sound like being in your head is a bad thing. It's like Discord's 'Chaos Capital', but more fun. You're mind just doesn't like to stop thinking."
As if on cue, the scene around us transformed into the stargazing hill in Ponyville Park. "Alright, then," I concluded, turning to her. "See you again tonight?"
She smirked. Not an ordinary smirk. My smirk. Raised eyebrow and everything. "Yeah."
~+~+~+~
Slowly, I came back to the world of the waking. It was still dark, but the eastern horizon was flush with pinkish color. Birds overhead and beneath sang their song, some beginning their long trek south.
All this was lost on me as I returned to consciousness, keeping my eyes shut. Something really warm was wrapped around me, enticing me to stay in its comforting embrace. I didn't make anything of it, snuggling closer to the source of the warmth. Dash's snap-to reflexes and my own nonconformity to sitting idly kicked in, and my mind rose to full alertness.
Sometimes, sobriety is a curse.
Or at least, alert enough to recognize that the thing wrapped around me was a pink-tinted wing. What the buck?!
My pegasus mind did not like that whatsoever. Somehow, I could tell Rainbow Dash was blushing furiously, matching my own face. Whatever comfort I had in this immediately turned to the same feeling I got when I preened in front of someone, only about ten times worse.
Airheart stirred, roused by my initial waking movements. There was a moment when everything paused.
"GAAH!!!" We both screamed, leaping away from each other. Airheart's blush, despite the coloration of her coat, was all-too-obvious, as was my own. We were both silent for at least a minute before I spoke up.
"Shall we never speak of this as long as we both draw breath?"
"Agreed. Breakfast now?"
"…yes."
~+~+~+~
"So your friend is a tailor?" I asked Airheart as we passed over the city of Columbus, Ohio. A sugary breakfast of many glazed donuts dispersed the awkward start to the morning, and if the buzz in the back of my head was any indication, this was a good day to be alive. For the entire time I was in the air, I couldn't resist pulling a few stunts and rolls, much to Airheart's amusement.
The pegasus nodded. "Ever since this whole 'people into ponies' thing, she's been capitalizing on it! We talked yesterday before I left, and all she could talk about was the amount of clothing for ponies she's made. To be honest, the girl has too much fun with what she does."
I thought about that for a few minutes. Of course people are trying to make money off this. Why would I expect any different? Sighing inwardly, I continued to follow Airheart.
Capitalism is a product of free market… and people taking advantage of any given situation.
"You think she might have an olive green aviator's jacket in pony size?" I asked, prompting a questioning look from my companion. "I had one back in Wisconsin before all this. It's sorta like my trademark. I feel barren without it." Somewhere in my head, Dash was sifting through memories of it, and ultimately agreed.
Airheart shrugged. "I don't know. Only one way to find out, I guess..."
Without warning, the pink mare dove, spiraling downward. I simply folded my wings, plummeting straight down through the center of the other pegasus' circling. Although Airheart began her descent before me, my more direct path let me flutter to the ground a few seconds before her.
As the pink mare skidded to a landing beside me, I examined the establishment in front of me. 'Taylor's'? Really? A tailor named Taylor? I thought as I read the sign. "How… original…" I grumbled to my friend.
"I, for one, think it's kinda clever," she argued. "Besides, she can't help what her parents named her. That aside, the clothes Taylor makes are really good. She even made my homecoming dress for me when I lived here a year ago."
Finishing her recount, Airheart led me into the building. With a sideways glance, I noticed an advertisement in the window. 'Pony-Sized Clothing Sold Here!' the sign read. Pony-Sized clothing… is Rainbow Dash an adult small or medium pony?
'Pegasi have smaller body frames,' Dash replied, startling me. 'It's more aerodynamic. I'd go small.'
To be honest, I wasn't entirely surprised by the fact we could communicate more directly now. The inevitable merge was slowly becoming more obvious, to the point where some of Dash's own thoughts overlapped mine. I'll keep that in mind…
'Hilarious,' came the deadpan.
Remembering my flesh-and-bones companion was waiting for me, I shook my head and followed the brown ends of her tail into the store. I stopped at what I saw.
"Whoa…" we both breathed. While the store itself wasn't that big, there were multitudes of clothing racks, all filled to the brim with textile creations of all colors and styles. Dresses, shirts, jackets, shorts… and many other articles were among them. About a fifth of what was on display did not appear to be made for human figures.
'Rarity would have a field day in here,' Dash commented.
"Indeed…" I whispered to both myself and the pony in my head. I looked between the rows of clothing. The whole array was completely disorganized, which I personally respected. Organization limits creativity, while anarchy and disorder inspires it. By nature, I hated being organized, so to find a place where chaos was comfortably present was relaxing for me.
Trotting out from the racks, I looked toward the back of the shop. What I saw stopped me dead in my hoof-prints.
A girl with deep blue hair, black tank top and jeans, and pale skin looked back at me, her purple eyes staring at me. But it wasn't the eccentric appearance of the human that shocked me.
She was leaning over a pony, stitching what looked like a pony-form sweatshirt. The mare with the cyan coat looked at me with large magenta eyes, and swished her rainbow-colored, expertly-styled tail. On the earth pony's flank, was a rainbow arcing between two puffs of cloud.
"What." was all I could say in reaction to the third-generation Rainbow Dash.
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3rd generation RD? Adequate reaction.
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That's HILARIOUS!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W5vmXFhOARI
At any rate they should finish the merge and be done with it.
G3 Rainbow Dash? Blimey!
AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KILL IT WITH FIRE!!!!!!!!
Sorry, couldn't resist.
Mother. Of. GOD.
How... ironic, if that happens to be Taylor.
And what does the voice in your head think of her ancient ancestor? I presume it to be something along the lines of "Destroy it now, or our reputation is doomed."
Words of wisdom.
The dimensional walls are up for a reason. One does not simply tear them down without consequences.
Like, say, Eldrich Abombinations taking advantage of the weakening dimensional infastructure.
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Naa, Eldritch Abominations are too cliche. I'd go with releasing all the cartoons on the world, Roger Rabbit style. Or just Tom and Jerry.
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Who's to say they wouldn't be Eldrich Abombinations in our world? Pretty sure they're unkillable, and they're all more or less walking demolitions teams.
Well, that was quite the twist. Will someone else be writing this one? Because it won't be me.
1736681 We seem to share common fanfic interests. Hm.
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All the really evil ones are taken. The new evil organizations must make do with the leftovers. Like SMUP.
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An excelent point. Your statement matches my own theory of the Eldritch Abominations and how a multiverse would operate. It being that the entities in question come from universes with vastly different 'rules' than ours has (ie. The existence of magic, extra states of matter, etc) and their disturbing nature and reality warping influence is the 'rules' of their native univers attempting to make our habitable for them.
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Well, yeah. TF and TG, right?
Well...I can honestly say that I was not expecting that at all. Celestia help us if G3 Rainbow Dash and G4 Rarity ever meet.
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Which is why the intrepid adventurer would need something from their own universe that can "Impose that set of Universal Laws" upon them, something from the home universe that can harm them, or, like the Second True Magic, cheat with the ability to manipulate the fabric of the Multiverse and screw whatever laws the target is operating under.
I tend to favor option three. Having acess to things like Rule Breaker is far to much fun of a chance to pass up.
~With regards, the Current Student of the Second True Magic.
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9th-Dimensional physics.
I win.
Now stop this silly tangent.
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...I'll be honest with you and say I'm not sure what that means.
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Transformation and transgender (the latter in the case that the genderbent character does not conform to their new sex).
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I'll just add that to my neurological database... well, strictly speaking, Markus isn't being affected nearly as badly as Rosy to the gender swap.
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Markus is very acceptive and can actually confer with Rainbow Dash, although their personalities are overlapping according to himself. Conversely, Rosy is more or less fighting for his survival and apparantley has a very close and direct connection to Rosy.
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Seriously though, you need to stop confusing me. There was a vision or something... The name thing... Ah, well. At least it isn't as... detailed a connection as Soren in When a Pony Calls.
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I confuse you, and now you confuse me
The vision... uh, in chapter 6? Yeah, Rosy saw a name, which turned out to be hers, and that was when it began to or soon did become his name.
I have no idea what you mean by Soren's detailed connection
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I read something in the latest chapter (near the end) about a vision... See it for yourself.
If you've been reading When a Pony Calls, maybe if I bring up the topic of 'his dreams' might jog your memory?
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You mean Rosy looking at (presumably) her car's engine? You mean that? Oh yeah, it is just another sign that Rosy (the MC) can see some of Rosy's memories, and tells just how intertwined the two characters are.
Ah, Soren's dreams. Those were... interesting. No, I don't think Rosy will experience the dreams in that way, or that kind of dreams for that matter. You see, the MC and Rosy are more connected. If he dreams and it'll be a Rosy flashback, he wont be a separate observer like Soren was/is in Lyra's flashback dream. No, the MC would be Rosy.
So anywho, the evening of Day Eight is when Pinkie's speech goes up, if you want that.
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G3 RD= Rarity. 
Oh dear... Darling. (And of course, G3 Pinkie is G4 Pinkie, only less so. 
)
G3 Rarity=Twilight;
*Disclaimer: The above equal signs are not meant to indicate any equality other than similar roles.
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Right. Looking forward to that. Just be sure to keep it to Suomibrony-standard quality. Which shouldn't be too hard, considering.
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Alright! I do hope the next chapter will be big, and not just because it's another +10,000 word epic.
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Oh really? That sounds promising.
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If luck shines on us, then the chapter will be here before new year. Well, I hope
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Good. On an unrelated note, how often do you check FiMFiction per day? You always seem to reply to a comment within 20 minutes of its initial post.
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OHH LORD ITS THE NONSENSE POLICE!
FLEE! FLEEE! FLEEEEE~!
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FIMfiction is always open in my browser. In fact, I periodically refresh my notifications page for new messages
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The only times it takes long to reply is if I'm preoccupied, or the comment requires a lot of thinking and writing.
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Take this elsewhere gentlemen. This is the comments section for the story, not a chat room.
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Sorry
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Oops. We get carried away, sometimes. Then again, I was just about to question whether or not we were technically spamming this place.
... Markus. I'm jelly. Simple as that. I find a wacky hipster clothing store and you get a bloody pony suited store! That's sooooo unfair.
Cute chapter by the way.
Father of Faust...
1737379 Like trying to Mishmash Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann with My Little Pony. No matter who goes to whih world, the side-effects would be roughly simmilar to Cthulhu dropping in on us.
Sh*t meet fan. Fan meet sh*t. Now have fun while I stand waaaaay back over there.
G3 Rainbow Dash? Now that has GOTTA be confusing...
The third-generation Rainbow Dash.? Well, she dresses in style...
1739022 HOLY CRAP THAT'S UGLY!g4 is better
I agree with markus/dash. WHAT?!
