I've felt for some time now that I don't really belong in - or to - this community. Yes, my unceasing affection for a certain sky-blue pegasus lady has tied me permanently to MLP:FIM, and I will likely continue to watch and enjoy the series. But I'm not a Brony; that's a label I discarded well before today.
It may sound beside the point, but being here has caused me a good deal more anxiety, overall, than the forums, themselves, were ever worth. Were it not for the friends that I made, I
Now that we have, regrettably to some, reached the mid-season hiatus in this, the series' fifth season, I thought it appropriate to devote some time to examining each heretofore aired episode and to offer my in-depth analyses. I will be individually presenting my extensively considered and deliberately worded opinions on all thirteen episodes and have concealed the bulk of this post in a spoiler for the purpose of tidiness.
Though, before I begin in earnest, know that my intentions are neit
I'll keep this short; though "sweet" doesn't necessarily enter into it.
Things, unfortunately, didn't work out for former member Candy Star (his last user name being Tom Snyder) here at the forums. Since he's not in a position to do so himself, he asked me to express his goodbyes to MLP Forums.
"Thanks for all the fun and your support."
Continued from my previous blog entry: More pieces of mine (and sometimes ours) that were inspired by and written for Rainbow Angelbabe. <3
Wingbeat by Siegfried Danzinger
Waltz in Blue
Love is Blue
Giving
Drift Away
My Spring - Babe directly helped me work out some of the lines in this one
Still Falling
Music
You are My Melody (song)
Where We Meet
Never Enough
Answered
Will Make Re
I've written a good number of poems, songs, and a handful of short stories inspired by and for Rainbow Angelbaby. I've published the lot of them at dA, but I thought I'd begin posting them to MLPF in a number of blog entries. As they are arranged chronologically, you can essentially follow the deepening of my feelings for her in my written works. In other words: They become increasingly mushy. x3
Obligatory disclaimer: It's all PG!
Bore in Ashen Winds by Siegfried Danzinger
B
One rather short-seeming year ago, I finally, earnestly began to acknowledge my growing feelings for an incomparable woman with cherries in her eyes and rainbows in her hair. Since then, I've changed in ways I never thought I would or could. She's made me braver. Stronger. Helped me open up and make friends. Helped me cope with something I once thought insurmountable. Made me see things differently; and in a better light. I'm better because of her, and, so long as she is part of my life, I dare
How many times has this happened to you in the context of a face-to-face conversation?
"Sure was a great [insert sport here] game last night!"
"Sure was... Oh hey! I just met my long lost twin bro-"
"SILENCE! I initiated a topic concerning the events of last night's riveting sporting event! HOW DARE you stray..."
Off-topic. Yeah. I'm gonna guess you've encountered this problem precisely...
Zero times.
That's because real conversations - and oftentimes the best ones - are
So, I just received my first batch of warning points ever. xD This was the result of a back-and-forth I had with a member in the "Ugliest Pony" thread. Which, in my opinion, is one of those rather ill-conceived and inherently inflammatory topics that people seem to love so well on these forums.
Did I take things too far? Arguably so. Did I enjoy myself while doing it? To a point. Were my actions justified? It doesn't particularly matter.
It doesn't matter because I responded sardo
I'm sure no one's seen this super obscure anime titled "Cabal Z." It focuses on this alien species whose members look like a cross between a pug and a fish. The Cabal mothers, shortly after giving birth, send their ugly ass offspring away rather than raising - or even looking at - them. The Cabal children are sent off to various planets, where they instinctively begin to terrorize that world's inhabitants.
That greater theme intertwines with the development of an unexpected love story bet
Even more excerpts from my Rainbow Dash-themed bible. Posting them at dA, and then posting them here.
Pegasus, 2:14
Rainbow knocked aside the purple one's hoof, "I will not be defeated this day! Cloudsdale needeth our aid, and this be the charge of all able-bodied pegasi." Her determination was great; rivaled only by her Awesome. Pity that many had succumbed to the Flu of the Feather.
Scrunch, 4:2
"Up!" She demanded of the yellow mare. "We have donned our armor and lifted o
More excerpts from my Rainbow Dash-themed bible. I'm posting them to dA as well as to my MLPF blog, and the former will ultimately include a compilation.
The RainBible: Excerpts, Part II
Radicalness, 4:7
Brave Rainbow descended into the deep and the dark; answering the filly's cries with the utterance of her own name and the promise of salvation. And when a gathering formed around her, she did blush.
Radicalness, 4:16
Though her grip was sure and her teeth strong, the jar w
I'm writing a Rainbow Dash-themed bible. Or rather, I'm writing choice excerpts from an RD bible. xD I'm submitting them in parts at dA and here, and the former will ultimately include a compilation of all the excerpts covering events in seasons one through four.
The RainBible: Excerpts, Part I
Dashians, 1:12
Across the skies, which were her domain, there spread a Rainboom. And it inspired many. To look up, and to find themselves by way of its vibrant Coolness.
D
I've been more or less openly atheist since I was probably thirteen years old; that's roughly nineteen years. Though I'm not sure now that I ever *truly* believed. I was told to believe something. Told there would be repercussions if I did not believe. But I was never given adequate cause to believe. Prayer was essentially a ritual I performed in order to ward off bad things. I don't think blind, unquestioning religious faith is healthy, genuine, or productive. If there isn't at least a SEED of
Just some further - but fairly brief - thoughts:
It often begins with physical attraction. Love at first sight is largely - if not totally - a fantasy. I was a clopper first, and it took me time to acknowledge my feelings. Once I did, though, I swore off all other women, equine or otherwise. Feelings are scarier than simple physical attraction; they demand much more from a person. Commitment. Devotion. Sometimes heartache. Though they also promise much greater, richer rewards. Befor
Perhaps you've seen me around the forums. Most forumgoers would, of course, know me by my user name. Pega + Mister; it's very clever if you don't think about it. But perhaps I've not made a proper introduction.
Hello, my name is Siegfried.
("Hi, Siegfried.") <------ That's your part. (Some mumbling, "Is that an actual name? Is that German for Sam?")
And I'm a ponylover.
(*Gasps* of horror and surprise. While some in the back roll their eyes and reply, "This we know.")
Tuna fish is a wonderful food. So much so, in fact, that every can is a metallic little promise of wonderment and an awed - but nonetheless satisfied - belly. You need only employ a can opener, and 360 anticipatory degrees later - glorious fishy paradise!
I know what you're thinking: "If tuna fish is truly such a wonderful food," and indeed it is, "how could *I* - who am neither a king nor especially wealthy - possibly deserve such a treat most certainly sought after by the gods themselves
I'm not awake right now. I'm fairly certain I'm typing; my fingers are doing a familiar little dance on the keyboard. A tap tap tap dance. But I'm not awake. Letters appear on the screen, and they march ceaselessly forward in neat little lines on a jarring field of white. Due to nothing more than a desire to form a sentence. Something that resembles a sentence. Sentence fragment. I think they mean something.
In the midst of these proliferating, slender-bodied insects, there may well
