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Estee


On the Sliding Scale Of Cynicism Vs. Idealism, I like to think of myself as being idyllically cynical. (Patreon, Ko-Fi.)

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All Pipp wants to do is sleep. It used to be that if somepony was making too much of a racket outside the castle to allow royal rest, the guards would (politely) take care of it. Now she's living in the Brighthouse, it was a long night, and Izzy is loudly failing to work on her contribution for the First Annual Unity Art Festival at the unholy hour of The Sun Is Actually Up. So maybe if Pipp can distract the unicorn with something a little quieter -- say, a game app -- it might be possible to actually go back to bed.

You can't really distract Izzy for very long. The most anypony can hope for is to give her a different idea.

But that's not always a bad thing.



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The spare had been told to serve as the public face of the royal family, and those constantly-filmed features really needed to look like they'd gotten eight hours of quality rest.

oh, that reminded me of this interesting fan-video:

I didn't think I'd be getting a 10k-word deep dive on Bingo Blitz tonight, but hey, I'd sooner take that over the ads I keep getting harassed with that feature not-Meghan Trainor.

Love the remuda spin, too. Using that word specifically as a Bingo replacement is incredibly fitting with the theme of the story.

Okay, this was an unexpected delight!

I love Izzy, generally like your take on G5, and think you are committed on giving Pipp all the depth the movie missed out on. And here they are, two (very different) creatives getting inspired by one another, and it's great. ("Remuda" is a great word choice!)

This...I felt this in so many ways, both the crafter/ideas angle and the identity/choice angle, and the way it was brought together at the end
Beautiful

Like listening to the entire ancient Twentieth-Bit-Back catalog, just to see if there was any way in which it could be improved. The answer had been a solid Yes, but the royal archives had somehow felt a princess wasn't entitled to set master recordings on fire.

Unexpected shot fired, but still funny.

Pipp frowned. "No. Some ponies call it the Breeze." But it was still the free space. Something acquired just for turning up, with no effort involved or even desired.

Well, if the Zephyr made it this far...

Pipp having a whole drawer full of accidentally themed sock puppet accounts makes a lovely amount of sense. I'd never considered it, and now that I've heard it, I'm amazed I hadn't. The same goes for the existence of ZHMI6.

...the length of days and nights should be royally regulated.

Ah, dramatic irony.

I'd say that Izzy could take screencaps of the game lobby to save avatars, but that would rely on her reliably inputting the right command without starting a factory reset.

Ah. Pipp is not a fan of Coraline.

Plus if I don't make it stop being thoughts and start being wood, then it just takes up space in my skull. I need to clear that for the next idea.

Oh, I know that feeling...

Brilliant demonstration of the kind of creative magic an outside perspective can work on something familiar enough to be taken for granted by others. Thank you for a great read and a fun study of the most creative members of the new cast.

A large hoof shoved at spray splinters. Three of them slid under the earth and, even with earth pony magic about, completely failed to generate a tree.

This may (or may not) be a typo of "stray"?

"I know it needs to find the theme," Izzy half-groaned. "All of us together. Pegasi, earth ponies, unicorns back together. And promising each other that we can stay together this time. That we have more in common than differences, no matter what."

Even less sure that this is an error. If so, you probably meant "fit".

"If they're coming soon," Izzy's soul-deep weariness inquired, "do you know which road they're using? I could go meet them. Because staying here waiting for one isn't helping. And I don't know where to go looking --"

Definitely NOT an error IMHO, but for a moment I thought that, rather than ideas, she was talking about the leadership of the festival and she wanted to not delay her apology for not having an entry.

She also wasn't used to hovering, and the magic behind flight had this odd insistence on muscles putting in a contribution.

It makes complete sense for magic to work that way until someone points out how little sense it makes, which this does rather poetically.

Twentieth-Bit-Back

It took me a few seconds active thought to get this one. Especially since I always assumed the original is a riff on the quarterback position in American football. Regardless of the case, I find this yet another clever bit of wordplay.

The answer had been a solid Yes, but the royal archives had somehow felt a princess wasn't entitled to set master recordings on fire.

*Snerk*

Wings flared. Sore muscles expressed an opinion. Wings refolded.

Wow... she was probably only flying a few minutes... I guess she has a least a bit of thrust to assist sideways motions with the wires (you would require more wires, leading to multiple holes to apply significant horizontal force) but she never exercised her lift muscles as part of rehearsals?
Zipp, of course, probably bought, or had custom made, wing-exercise machines and used them regularly, claiming that it aided he illusion, both during performances, and in the actual fact of their use... unless Haven preferred it to seem effortless, in which case, the machines were either secret from the public* or did not exist in the first place.
*Unlike the fan-room with the Wonderbolt's poster and broken stain glass window, which was secret even from her mother.

and that hadn't been helped by all the flying demonstrations at the party.

Ah... That explains it!... Although wouldn't that be the primary cause? Or maybe he residual soreness is mostly acting as a multiplicative factor on the pain when she currently flies? As a nerd couch potato whose interests do not include sports medicine, I am unsure how that works.

"So there's an app which has ideas for you?" Izzy asked. "Because I don't know very much about apps yet, but I'm pretty sure that's going to be a subscription service."

Surprisingly enough, most things that approximate that are free in my limited experience. Look up " Seventh Sanctum random generator", or its new site duplicate(s) (when they come into existence, which they might have already) for some examples.

No hidden object games. Pipp had seen Izzy doing rummages. There would be a drawer with six hundred -- buttons -- in it and the crafter would sort down to the one she actually needed in under a minute. Pipp could never watch the full process, mostly because of the... buttons. Even the crafter's mark...

In which story are we first introduced to Pipp's fear (hatred?) of buttons? My curiosity has been piqued.

remuda

Having accidentally glanced at the comments, I had been left with the impression this was simply another name for bingo, that prep existed this work and was somehow more culturally fitting for Ponies. I am glad I looked it up.
TIL

  1. A herd of horses from which ranch hands select their mounts.
  2. A herd of horses from which the horses to be used for a particular purpose are selected.
  3. The herd of horses from which those to be used the next day are chosen.

https://www.wordnik.com/words/remuda

Put bluntly: Izzy was to computers what Izzy also happened to be to segregation. In both cases, it was best to assume that if you left the craftsmare unsupervised, the best possible result was for everything to break in a really interesting way.

I assume this is specific to your continuity, because AFAIK that only happened once, they were all involved in it to varying degrees (Pipp and perhaps Hitch the least), and the results were the best thing that happened in many years (and that is assuming a critical vaccine was only recently rediscovered which sharply reduced the number of densely packable* tomb stones with only one year on them.)
*If one wishes, infants do not require many square feet to bury. Note that this is frighteningly real history up to... I want to say less than a century ago?

dressage

Nice word choice.

Pipp was the youngest of the Brighthouse residents, and hoped that she always would be. But in terms of online time, she was approximately four hundred and ninety.

Again, nice.

Nopony's looking out for my needs. ...the length of days and nights should be royally regulated.

Hah... the Diarch's heavenly duties would probably not have been the sort of "royal regulation" she meant!

"Button head , right? Not buttons for eyes?"

Ah! Ponified Coraline. That would explain it!


((No further comments likely as I hurt my back doing yard work and just want to chill.))

AND IT WAS THUS

that Izzy crafted the first database since the summer of 1977 when I robbed that dairy queen

Pipp was merely a princess. Her bladder was a tyrant.

So true, so very true ....

And nuzzled Izzy back.

D'awww :pinkiehappy:

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I'd never seen this fanimation before, so thanks for sharing it!

Also Estee, might I say, BRILLIANT! Bravisma! *whistles* I've long enjoyed your excellent G4 world building & how you've captured the essences (not the voice as you extend those voices to places we never even see the shows nor comics show them, but the very ESSENCE of what makes such a character work that the fanon seems by far more sensible than the canon explanations) but this is the first time I've gotten to see it for G5. It was BREATH-TAKING! As someone that was rather hopeful about the paths & ideas that G5 might explore, especially before it's unfortunate cancellation, this is a glass of water to someone dying of thirst in the desert! Then there's the layers of jokes within jokes within references to other jokes. Excellently done! I lurk here far more often, but post less often than I used to especially as day after day we get the same old tired fanfic tropes ad nauseum... but this... to have something so heartfelt, touching, slice of life, & relatable... by the Tetrarchy how long has it been?! Not to feel enraged nor morose nor horny nor silly as other fics try (& too often fail these days) to make me feel but just to feel... genuinely connected to my own feelings... thank you for writing this Estee! I've decided that for the first time in a long time, I need another new shelf in my virtual bookshelf, & I'll need to re-organize my library accordingly. Oh! Plus the meta-commentary on our community of people that know one another only through usernames & avatars was also a nice touch. I almost forgot to add that. Regardless, I hope you write more G5 as I just cannot see Izzy & Pipp in almost any other way now haha!

Lol, we all have an Avatar. A face we show to the world. Who ever actually thinks about it really?

Put bluntly: Izzy was to computers what Izzy also happened to be to segregation. In both cases, it was best to assume that if you left the craftsmare unsupervised, the best possible result was for everything to break in a really interesting way.

You describe Izzy in such a charming way and I lover her (and you) for it.
Hand to God, Izzy is the BEST part of G4 lol.

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