-Octavia-

374.306 Hello, Lyra; Dawn.

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A new member? And you're a classical musician? *taps hooves together excitedly* Well, welcome to our little slice of life! Should ever you have a question, or simply feel like talking, do not hesitate to shoot out a PM or two. I promise, few here bite. And, last but not least, should you feel inclined to familiarize yourself with the rules, here they are: https://mlpforums.com/forum-2/announcement-7-global-rules-read-before-posting/

Oh? What instrument do I see there?

Oh well. Another time, perhaps.

The term is simply "Birder." Not that it matters, of course, but we are sticklers for it. @Above: my new porter.

For daring to dream.

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The image parodying Ghost in the Shell is very powerful. Thank you, Mr. Scribbler, for your work and your talent.

Professional smiler.

Append my name the waiting list, if you please, for I wish to learn how to properly Role Play. Though I usually learn by doing, I could use a guiding hand in this. Perhaps it would be best for me to set aside my current style and begin anew with the basics. So, looking forward to being under the tutelage of experienced roleplayers.

The spontaneous torrent of emotions had sent Aria's mind reeling, but the words on which she hung, along with Stellina's proximity, left her enraptured. Thoughts fled with reason as the warmth beckoned her to take some form of visceral action, leaving her uneasy as a slight blush began to burn its way into her cheeks. Vulnerability had created the most alluring sights and sounds, and through her eyes the light cast upon this scene was particularly rosy. But as the whispers subsided, she repressed a shiver, and once more the atmosphere between them took on a familial feeling. Aria allowed herself a moment of peace as she responded to Stellina's nudge with one of her own, and for good measure ruffled the pegasus's already disheveled mane. "Agreed, but er...," Aria's eyes briefly scanned the kitchen and adjoining room before coming up short two members, "I think joining the others will be a bit difficult when there's only one of them in the room." Motioning for Stardust to follow, Aria sauntered towards the Ranger. To her, Lilith seemed to be the most familiar with the griffons, though it was perhaps their status as Rangers with which she identified rather than understanding them as a species. Nevertheless she could only be a boon, given Aria's lack of experience with either party, and Aria needed to end this interaction swiftly yet carefully. Rather than coming to a stop in front of Lilith, she spared her a glance as she walked past. "Walk with me." Through the rest of the house and into the garden, Aria moved purposefully, each step bringing her closer to whatever lay waiting at the gazebo. Psych and Harcourt remained out of sight, but she had to press on without them. Lilith and Stellina would be enough, both guiding, one the heart and the other the mind. To be sure of the latter, she addressed Lilith. "I'm not a leader, Ms. Crow. I don't care much for it. I'm not one to impose my views on others, so I hold my tongue and keep my thoughts to myself. But as it is, things need to be done that we aren't doing with long talks and politics. So if you want to tag along, great; I'd value another set of opinions. But first I'm going to need to know what it is these Rangers are planning. You're a Ranger; One I hope is on our side. What's your take on them?"

Though I use both hands as a musician, ambidexterity is the ability to use them both equally as well, and the motor skills with my left aren't quite as developed as my right. Perhaps something I should work on. Righty here.

Hm. I agree with the sentiment but disagree with the examples. You overlooked perhaps one of the most crucial test errors: dichotomy. It is not an entirely invalid measure of one's type, but such tests as the ones linked will only lead to such results. If you aren't this letter, you're this letter. Hence the vague descriptions that lead to the Barnum effect (or Forer, as you call it. They are the same, at any rate). No, a far better measure would be a questionnaire or evaluation that rates your cognitive functions. These are the true traits working behind the scenes of MBTI, and each of us have four primary functions in random order. I, for instance, the ISTP, have Ti (introverted thinking) as my dominant function, Se (extraverted sensing) as my auxiliary, Ni (introverted intuition) as a tertiary, and Fe (extraverted feeling) as my inferior (and let me tell you, inferior Fe is a pain in the ass). Using cognitive functions, one can get a far better sense of how one processes and interacts with the world. Rather than looking at four letters and saying I'm introverted, sensing, thinking, and perceiving, I can see where my best traits and flaws lie by the order of my functions. I absorb information best by physically interacting and commanding my environment (Se, my primary perceiving function), and process that information internally, comparing that information to a framework and seeing where it logically lies within a system (Ti). Now take a type that shares sensing and thinking in terms of the letter dichotomy. ISTJ. Compared to my Ti/Se/Ni/Fe, their function stack is Si/Te/Fi/Ne. Though we are both thinkers, my Ti processes things internally, where a system/framework must have a logical progression, and as such will constantly correct any inconsistencies it comes across. It is goal-oriented. Te (extraverted thinking) on the other hand focuses on and uses external evidence to establish some obvious proof. And it does so quite efficiently. It is object-oriented. And though we are both sensors, my Se is concerned with the concrete in the world. Not just what I can experience with my 5 senses, either, but observable trends/fashions/styles. Their Si, on the other hand, is focused on the internal: pain, hunger, numbness, what have you. Whatever the internal system is feeling. But also just as Se can follow the patterns in the world, Si is associated with remembering and preserving a past/established way of doing things. Just a few, not-particularly-in-depth examples, but it goes to show that the letter dichotomy of E v I, S v N, T v F, J v P isn't definitive. An ISTP and an ISTJ, though off by only a letter, are going to function/interact very differently in the world on average. Best to go further and measure your type by cognitive function rather than a few letters. It'll be the most accurate method in the end. But I appreciate the time you have put into your post, and your interest in the subject. Thank you for sharing. Also, I happen to know a few INFJs. You usually make for wonderful company. Octavia, ISTP

So this is it, then. I have felt more at ease in the face of Death. The world as Aria saw it changed perceptibly. Strings breaking, light dimming, silence ringing. No longer had she music to call her own, for isolation was solidifying around them until three became two as the two became one, and one of the two was leaving the rest. But it was not the words that had done it. It was the finality of it all, her last embrace, which lanced her heart mercilessly. A pain for which she would never have the words, but that did not stop it from consuming. But...I need-...I l-...what is this? I can't-...there's nothing...words can't...what would it take? But I'm not needed...it would be selfish. I...have to let go. And I'm not sure which is more devastating...the loss, or that it's a choice. But couldn't I just-...I mean I could just...go. Along. Maybe? She's in pain...and...I can't do anything else...maybe...maybe it could be like it was before they arrived. If I just... Aria took a few steps toward the light. It was a tantalizing notion, one that had helped dry her eyes somewhat. That they might have the adventure they wanted, to explore land and sky together, alone, undeterred by whatever chaos was consuming the western world. Just blissful existence. And yet... ...no. I can't. I'm sorry, Stellina. I should have seen... "And then..." Me. How...selfish I have been to not have thought of others before myself. To withdraw without a thought of you even after what we've shared. Inaction has gotten the best of me, it seems. But no more. You have held the candle between us for far too long, and it seems the heat is finally getting to you. Now allow me to return the favour. She strode silently, purposefully, the rest of the way, meeting Stellina's shoulder with a hoof. "I do believe I owe you an apology. Unfortunately for you, I never was able to apologise with words all that well." Aria allowed a small but reassuring smile to pull at her lips. She needed to make each word count, now when it mattered most, before either of them lost the world. And Stellina's eyes allowed her to do just that. Meeting them, and keeping their gaze, the cerulean hue a sea in which to lose oneself exploring, instilling in Aria the desire to express, to seek, to know, to laugh, to play. To live. To... "I don't think I'll ever be able to express how amazing you have been today, which saddens me...because you are a beautiful individual who deserves to be appreciated. And I don't think you hear that often enough. From...me. What you've done...I mean, the confidence, yes, I knew you had some, but to wield it with such grace...I'll admit, it felt like you were slipping away. Because even if I had never thought that you were too good for me before, you certainly were then. Is this an excuse to distance myself? No. That's me being a shite friend, forgive my language. I should've seen or known that you needed support. You needed to be able to depend on somepony...and that wasn't me. Well, no more. You're going to take some needed time off while I take the reigns. Celestia knows I have the face for it" Aria jested, flashing a brief smirk before assuming a serious air once again. "But listen, you aren't taking off just yet. I agree that just sitting around isn't doing anyone any favours, but if these birds have any information that might help us, I for one am going to listen. But I assure you, once we've gotten everything we need to know, we're done here. There is absolutely no point in delaying any more than we have to. I can only hope that you'll still be around, because we need you...I need you. So, will you stay for just a bit longer? For me?"

"A bit for your thoughts?" A slight shadow cast upon Stardust's muzzle called Aria, who sauntered towards the solitary comfort amidst the unknown. It was a rare sight for her to behold, indicating that the pegasus needed somepony at which she could vent. Accustomed to the plights of others, herself being still of mind, Aria played the role of ears well. And so she would wait, poised to listen, yet never to speak. Advice was never her forte.

That it is, that it is. I do appreciate it, thank you.

If I may: http://orig00.deviantart.net/5491/f/2015/286/4/b/monotone_at_the_gala_by_wubtavia-d9czoj5.png