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  1. So sometimes we all tend to have bad days and just feel bad in general whether it's something that did, something someone did to you, or something that happened in general that made us feel this way. We all have our different coping mechanisms but I'd like to know how you try to cheer yourself up when you feel this way. Personally, I always find myself ending up back at this video from my favorite cartoon (OMG it's not MLP) Steven Universe in which Steven put's in his fathers CD of his old song "Let me drive my van into your heart" which most of you may know from that one fluffle puff animation. I honestly can't feel bad listening to it. For some reason it makes me feel at home when I don't even have a place that I call home besides maybe the forums. It's a nice feeling. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hq0kzI2DPgk Oh and here's the fluffle puff version if you haven't seen it yet. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QQWhJrkgXII
  2. I would kinda be upset if I were immortal...because I wouldn''t die old with my friends and forced to watch everyone around me disappear. :'( What about you, guys?
  3. Well, this is a pretty random and silly topic, so let's get to the point. You know that kind of scenes in movies, games and TV. The protagonist and his/her lover have a nice, little moment for themselves, they say something a little sappy and prepare themselves for a big nice kiss. Just as their lips are about to make contact, something suddenly shows up and ruins the whole thing, whether it's a friend of the hero/heroine teasing him/her, an important call, a great danger, a family member, a pet, whatever... So, has anything similar to this situation ever happened to you in reality? And in what kind of situation? Your lips are about to press themselves against those of your lover or any other special somepony, and suddenly, a Moment Killer (labeled as such by TvTropes) puts an abrupt end to it. Sometimes, rather than the kiss getting intertupted, it can go all awkward instead.
  4. This is an interesting one. Basically, the question is which crying scene in MLP gets to you the most and who is it? The show has had its fair share of emotional moments throughout the nine years it’s been around and they can be, in the words of Pinkie Pie, ‘Just... heart-wrenching!’ Here, I tried to use the best examples I could. Some were easy, some not. Some were obvious, some were more difficult. I tried to go for the most emotional ones, rather then ones that were more funny than sad. Honestly, as you all know, all of the Mane Six are my favourites so when any of them cry, it’s pretty difficult for me to get through. Anyway, here are my examples: Fluttershy: Applejack: Twilight Sparkle: (This is the saddest scene in MLP history for me) Pinkie Pie: Rarity: Rainbow Dash: Or all of them together: Let me know below!
  5. Look, its about time I said this. I have about an hour to do this before the battery dies. Ok, an unfortunate thing has happen to me. My computer won't charge. I checked the outlets and stuff and confirm that it's the computer. Two computers have already broken before it and so...My parents won't buy me another. Do you see where this is going? I'm basically going to have to live with no computer for a very long time, however, I do still have internet!...From my 3ds. Here's basically whats going to happen: 1. I won't be able to do a lot of things on this forum. I'll still be able to come here...just not talk as much. 2.I won't be able to see videos 3.The only way I can actually have internet is at my mom's and I only stay there for like 3 days. 4.I will no longer be able to write fanfictions anymore... Through this sadness is a small hope from two sources! 1. From some miracle, the computer will be able to get fix. Knowing my luck...this won't happen. 2.I pretty sure I have enough stuff to sell to convince my parents to pay the other part. That dosen't mean people are going to buy the necessary amount of stuff. I'm truly sorry. What makes it all worse is that knowing this is all my fault. To know that I've been irresponsible, to think that I'm just useless. I'm going to try my best to get a new computer. It most likely will take me a few months but with enough dedication I can pull this off. I'll then finally be able to talk to you guys again...Something I will miss so much. I Promise! I will be back as soon as I can!
  6. Hello everypony... lately I've been thinking, and this really makes me sad and nearly made me cry a river earlier today. I was thinking about the future, like how I will drift after i leave school, and so will my friends... that and MLP FiM how long will it last? i want it to last forever but i have no clue if it will. i guess you could say... I don't want to grow up, i wanna be young forever because I'm afraid everything around me will no longer be around... thanks for those of you who read this, it feels good to let this out.
  7. https://www.fimfiction.net/story/218728/the-needs-of-the-many (C) 2014 I've always wanted to visit Equestria (what Brony hasn't), but I soon discover that things very rarely happen the way you intend for them to when I suddenly wind up there myself. The ponies all live in a constant state of fear as a dark gloom lingers over the land, many of them suffering from life-threatening afflictions. Not only that, but I find myself with strange new abilities. What has happened here? What's happening to me? I will soon discover that I play a major part in the survival of the pony race, but am I up for the challenge that faces me? Part I in the "Guardian Of Equestria" saga. Cover Art by ThePleonasticPotato http://thepleonasticpotato.deviantart.com/art/Ponyville-at-Night-360066446 Chapter I: The Adventure Begins My life has not been an easy one by any means. I’ve had to overcome many challenges that most people normally face and even a few that’re unique only to me. My Little Pony has served as an escape from life’s demands while at the same time bringing hope to me, giving me the means to face the uncertain future with a positive outlook. I’m relatively new to this whole fandom of Bronies and Pegasisters, but I’ve found much to enjoy within the show itself. The art style, the cheery songs, the well-developed characters, the clever and often funny writing, the engaging, relatable stories and the positive morals they teach. All of these and more have captured my attention ever since I first saw the 2-Part pilot back in February of 2014 on Netflix. It is during these viewings that I have often longed to be part of that world: The world of Equestria with its beautiful scenery, mythical creatures, and welcoming inhabitants. What I never realized is that this dream would become a reality, only nothing at all like I originally imagined. * * * * * * * * My average day typically follows the same routine. I work at a local amusement park during the summer anywhere from 5-6 days out of the week. On my days off, I’ll either lounge around at home, call up distant relatives for a chat, or even hang out with the few friends that have time to hang out with me. This includes my girlfriend of two years, who was actually the one to get me into My Little Pony. We discuss the show a lot in our free time, check out fan videos, listen to Brony artists, the whole nine yards. While I do like all of the Mane Six characters, mostly because I see different parts of me in each one of them, my personal favorite of them has to be Fluttershy. I’ve just always loved her soft-spoken caring nature that people are quick to point out that I share with her. Personality-wise though, my girlfriend says that I take more after Rainbow Dash; the whole Element of Loyalty thing playing very strongly into that. And she’s not the only one to say this. My mom has mentioned on numerous occasions how I have a very extreme sense of loyalty in regards to who and even what I associate myself with. Along with the Loyalty aspect, there are the occasions where I share the often brash nature Rainbow has. Me and my girlfriend had planned to take the weekend off from work and go up to Old Orchard Beach in Maine: our favorite vacation spot. We’ve been to plenty of other beaches before, but there’s something about Old Orchard Beach that always has us coming back again and again. I had just finished a long day at work and was making the final preparations before our trip tomorrow. Everything was packed up, my phone was charging overnight, and I had just gotten off a Skype call with my girl to make sure she was all set for us to leave tomorrow morning. With everything all set, I went to bed, looking forward to the coming trip the next day. What I would not expect is that I would be taking an entirely different trip that very night. * * * * * * * * Now before I had gone to bed, I knew that there was supposed to be a lightning storm that night, but this didn’t typically bother me as I’ve slept through many storms before. However, this storm was nothing like I had experienced at any time in my life. The loud booms of thunder were enough to make me toss and turn in my sleep, all the while just wanting them to stop. Suddenly, the loudest thunderclap I had ever heard startled me awake in a cold sweat. Nervously looking around, I discovered that something was wrong. My room was much too dark, as if there were no windows to let in light. Fumbling around in the dark, I reached for my clothes, my glasses, and my cell phone. After putting on my glasses and clothes, I used the flashlight on my phone to find my way to the door. Opening my bedroom door, I expected to step out into the upstairs hallway of my house. What I saw before me was something entirely different. Before me lay a small town with colorful buildings, cobblestone roads, and, off in the distance outside of town, a shining, crystalline castle, unique and impressive in design. As I was beholding this sight, something about it seemed strangely familiar to me, but what? After looking around I noticed a few places automatically. Town Hall. Sugarcube Corner. It all suddenly hit me: I was now in Ponyville and the castle I saw before me was the Friendship Castle from the Season 4 finale I just saw back in May. Looking around, though, something wasn’t right. The whole place was shrouded in a greyish-blue gloom, almost like something you’d see out of a Tim Burton movie like Sleepy Hollow or Sweeney Todd. It was also far too quiet. Where was everypony? Taking a few steps forward, I heard a creaking noise behind me. Turning, I saw the now camouflaged door I came through closing. Running towards it, I reached out my hand to catch it, but it closed before I could reach it, disappearing from my sight. It was at that moment when I made another discovery. Looking at my hand, I discovered that it wasn’t my normal hand. It was still a human hand, but the color of it was more pastel and the appearance of it was more like a drawing. I held both hands out in front of me and wiggled my fingers. Looking down at the rest of me, I discovered that everything about me was pastel and had the appearance of being drawn in the ever familiar flash animation style used in My Little Pony. “I’m a cartoon,” I thought out loud. Several other thoughts ran through my head in that moment. What is going on here? What the hell am I even doing here? I decided to head straight for the castle in the hopes of finding some answers. Maybe Princess Twilight would know what had happened. All I could do was go there and hope for the best. * * * * * * * * On my way to the castle, I discovered upon further inspection that some of the surrounding buildings had taken damage. Windows were shattered, doors were left hanging from hinges, and even some buildings had a charred smell from where a fire had been. What had happened here? I also heard the sounds of ponies closing their shutters as I walked through the empty streets; the only sign of life in this desolate location. The castle was a good walk away, but I finally reached it after a few minutes. Entering through the gleaming golden doors, I walked down a rather lengthy hallway. The interior was as quiet and ominous as a mausoleum. You could literally hear a pin drop. Suddenly, I heard a noise off to my right. Startled, I looked towards a nearby crystal pillar where I saw a small flash of light rose colored hair. I immediately relaxed when I realized who it was. “Wait,” I finally spoke. “I’m a friend.” There was a brief moment of silence and stillness before a face nervously poked out from behind the pillar. Sure enough, I found myself looking into the soft blue eyes of Fluttershy. In the yellow Pegasus’ eyes, I saw fear and uncertainty. This made sense to me; she hardly had any idea who I was. For all she knew, I was probably just some hairless ape with weird clothes. In order to try to gain her trust, I crouched down to her level to show her that I wasn’t a threat. “It’s O.K.,” I whispered, softly. “You can come on out. I’m not gonna hurt you.” After a few seconds of standing there, Fluttershy slowly but surely came out from behind the pillar towards me. “That’s it, Fluttershy. Nice and easy.” At the mention of her name, she froze in her tracks. Finally she spoke. “Wait. How do you know my name?” she asked, unsurely. “Uh… lucky guess? My name is David. Are you here alone?” “Oh no”-Fluttershy shook her head, softly-“Some of my pony friends are here also.” “Is Princess Twilight here? It’s really important that I-” My sentence died right there for at the mention of the princess, tears formed in Fluttershy’s eyes. “What is it?” I asked, concerned. “Was it somethin’ I said?” “Something… terrible… happened to her,” Fluttershy managed to utter through sobs. As of the past few months, I had learned one very important truth about life from the show: Few things are more heartbreaking than Fluttershy tears. It was in that moment that I leaned in to hug her, offering what little comfort I could. She accepted the hug willingly. As we were embracing, something strange happened. A bright colorful aura emanated from the two of us like the Aurora Borealis before vanishing. What was that? I thought to myself pulling away from Fluttershy. Aaaah!!!!-Fluttershy’s pupils dilated and she jumped backwards nervously-How did you talk just now? At that time, I was really startled to hear Fluttershy’s voice in my head especially seeing as she didn’t even open her mouth when she spoke. Wait a minute, I thought. Can you honestly hear my thoughts? Y-Yes, I heard her answer back mentally as she cautiously approached me again. Unbelievable. It’s almost like we’re linked together psychically. Um… I guess so. You said that something terrible had happened to Princess Twilight. She’s not dead is she? I thought, nervously. No. She’s just… The tears came to her eyes again. I reached out both hands to dry them for her. It’s O.K. You don’t have to tell me what happened to her, but do you think you could show me to her? Fluttershy nodded silently and led me towards a flight of stairs. As we climbed each step, I started to feel uneasy. What terrible fate had befallen Princess Twilight that it brought Fluttershy to tears like this? I would find out soon enough. * * * * * * * * Reaching the top of the stairs, we walked down a shorter hallway before coming to one of the doors. Entering, I saw Rainbow Dash and Spike over by a bed near the balcony windows. Upon our entrance, the two of them looked up in mine and Fluttershy’s direction. “Hey, Fluttershy,” Spike finally spoke before noticing me. “Who’s this with you?” “Um… this is David,” she answered back. “David, these are Spike and Rainbow Dash. Has her condition changed?” Rainbow Dash shook her head sadly. “I haven’t left her side since we first found her here like this in case she came to,” Rainbow Dash stated, “but as of this point she hasn’t even flinched.” Listening to this conversation, I could only assume that they were talking about Princess Twilight. I approached the bed and, sure enough, the Alicorn princess was lying there with her eyes closed and an unhappy look on her face. Seeing her like this was heartbreaking. I reached out to touch her. “What’re you doing?” Rainbow Dash snapped at me. “I’m sorry.”-I recoiled at the outburst- “I was… just checkin’ ta see if I could find a pulse or a heartbeat.” “Oh. O.K.,” Rainbow Dash answered a bit gentler. I pressed two fingers against the side of Princess Twilight’s neck just below the head and felt a slight pulse. I also heard a faint heartbeat when I placed my ear against her chest. “Was this where you originally found her? In bed I mean.” “No,” Spike answered. “We found her collapsed on the floor next to her mirror. After finding her there, we moved her to the bed.” “And she didn’t even stir as you were moving her?” “Not once.” What do you think is wrong with her? I heard Fluttershy ask in my mind. “I think she’s in some kind of a coma,” I replied. “What’s a coma?” Rainbow Dash asked, confused. I’ve never had to explain what a coma is to someone so I tried to think of the right words to say, but also make sure that they understood. “Well… a coma is… like sleep… but different.” I struggled to find the right words. “With sleep… the body rests for a brief period… and then wakes up either by itself or by someone waking it up. But a coma… lasts a much longer period of time and… isn’t the sort of thing that one can be woken up from. Only the body itself can decide when someone wakes up from a coma.” “So we have no idea when she’ll wake up or even if she’ll wake up?” Spike questioned, putting emphasis on if. I never meant for it to be taken that way, but since Spike had already brought it up, I found no need to sugarcoat it. “Sadly yes,” my expression dropped. Rainbow Dash stared at the comatose princess with a look of worry on her face. “She was the one who first brought the rest of us together as friends,” she stated, sadly. “To think that she might not…” As Rainbow’s voice slowly trailed off, I walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder as a way of reassuring her. “I understand how hard this must be for you… for all of you, but Princess Twilight needs y’all ta stay strong for her.” Rainbow Dash nodded as, just like with Fluttershy, the Aurora Borealis aura glowed from the two of us for a few seconds. Whoa. Déjà vu, I thought to myself as I removed my hand from Rainbow Dash’s shoulder. Sweet mother of Celestia! Rainbow Dash’s voice echoed in my head as she jumped back. How are you talking without moving your lips? Wait. You can read my thoughts now too? Umm... I guess so, Rainbow replied, a bit unsure of herself. Why are you asking? Because the same thing happened to me and Fluttershy just a few minutes ago. Who are you talking to? I heard Fluttershy think. Rainbow Dash, I answered back. What? Rainbow Dash asked. No I was talking to Fluttershy. She can talk to you this way too? Yes she can. I can what? Fluttershy thought. At that point, I’d had enough of these two’s voices inside my head. “O.K. just stop!” I finally shouted. “Enough with this… psychic talkin’ you guys.” “What psychic talking?” Spike asked, totally confused. “The psychic talkin’ that happens whenever I touch somebo- uh… some… pony. Like this.” I reached over and touched Spike. However, when I touched Spike, nothing happened. I tried touching him again and again, but still nothing, aside from him laughing. “Ha ha ha ha ha ha. Please stop,” he begged through a fit of cackling. “I’m very ticklish.” “That’s weird,” I remarked, looking down at my hand. “Why wouldn’t it work?” “I don’t know,” Fluttershy answered back. “Maybe it only works on ponies.” “Maybe. Is there another pony here that we can test it on?” “Well our friend Pinkie Pie is out on the balcony,” Rainbow Dash commented. “That could work.” “Fluttershy, you and Spike go with him while I stay with Twilight.” “If you don’t mind, I think I’ll stay here with Twilight also,” Spike replied. “K.” Me and Fluttershy then headed out onto the balcony where we saw Pinkie Pie sitting there all alone. Her mane and tail didn’t have their usual bouncy appearance, but instead were flat and straight. Whatever was going on, she was clearly feeling depressed. “Pinkie Pie?” I spoke. Whether she was suddenly startled by my mentioning her name or if she was just naturally high strung, Pinkie let out a “Yipe”, jumped several feet into the air, did a 180, then landed facing us. Once she saw Fluttershy, she relaxed a little more, but was still slightly tense at the sight of me. “Fluttershy, who is this and how does he know my name?” she asked, slightly suspiciously. “Um… this is David and he knows your name because Rainbow Dash told him,” she answered back. “Oh. O.K. then. Nice to meet you, Davey.” No one has called me “Davey” since about 15 years ago when I was just a kid. Strangely enough though, hearing Pinkie call me by that name was soothingly pleasant, even bringing a smile to my face. “Likewise,” I replied. “So whatcha doin’ out here?” “Keeping lookout for whenever our friends Applejack and Rarity return.” “Where are they now?” “They went into the Everfree Forest looking for their sisters, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, as well as their sisters’ friend, Scootaloo,” Fluttershy explained. “How long ago did they leave?” “It’s been almost four hours now,” Pinkie stated, nervously. “I’m really starting to worry about them. What if something terrible happened to them?” “Don’t worry. I’m sure they’re fine.” “But what if-” Pinkie’s sentence was cut off by her making a gagging noise as if choking. She collapsed to the floor as Fluttershy panicked. “Fluttershy, go get Rainbow Dash and Spike,” I told her, all the while trying to remain calm. “Tell ‘em it’s a matter of life 'n death.” Fluttershy nodded swiftly and headed back inside while I ran over to Pinkie. I panicked as she lost consciousness. Without thinking, I reached my hand out to touch her. Upon touching her, the Aurora Borealis aura appeared and then vanished. Pinkie then regained consciousness, gasping for breath. That was super scary, I heard her think, terrified. Are you O.K.? I asked mentally. I think so. Wait a minute. What’re you doing in my head? I don’t know. This has been happening with every pony I’ve come in contact with so far. First Fluttershy, then Rainbow Dash, and now you. That’s kinda freaky, but also kinda cool. Do you know what had happened to you? No. I was just talking and then I suddenly found it hard to breathe. Almost like when you laugh soo hard you stop breathing except this wasn’t funny at all. At that moment, Fluttershy, Spike, and Rainbow Dash came rushing out. “What happened?” Rainbow Dash questioned, nervously. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing now,” Pinkie answered. “Wait. Weren’t you choking when I went to get them?” Fluttershy asked, slightly confused. “I was, but then Davey here saved me.” “How?” “I’m not sure,” I spoke. “I was panickin’ and I reached out ta touch her when that strange aura appeared. When it vanished, not only could we hear each other’s thoughts, but she was also fully healed.” “Weird,” Spike commented. “Tell me about it,” I stated, frustratedly. “What’s goin’ on? Why is this happenin’ to me?” “I have no idea,” Rainbow Dash answered. “Maybe Princess Celestia will know. Spike, have you been able ta contact her at all since all this has happened?” “I sent her an urgent letter, but she hasn’t responded,” Spike replied. “It’s been almost a day now.” “Something’s happenin’.” “What do you think it is?” Pinkie asked. "I don’t know, but I don’t like it. Rainbow Dash, I need you ta fly ta Canterlot as fast as your wings can carry you. Find out why there hasn’t been any answer from her.” “You got it.” Rainbow Dash offered a salute before taking to the sky. “The three of you, stay here and keep an eye on Princess Twilight ‘til my return.” “Why?” Fluttershy questioned, nervously. “Where are you going?” “Ta the Everfree Forest. Someone needs ta make sure that the others are O.K. Besides, I think I know a pony who just might be able ta explain what’s goin’ on.” --- Author's Note: Chapter originally published September 24th, 2014 on fimfiction.net. If you enjoy this story and have a FIMFiction account, please consider supporting the original release on https://www.fimfiction.net/story/218728/the-needs-of-the-many. "Thumbs up" would help out a lot and, if you're without a FIMFiction account, don't worry. You can still look forward to chapters being released here every Friday. Same Pony Time. Same Pony Channel. Any support at all would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.
  8. After watching the final episode of MLP: FIM, I knew I had to get back into writing more FanFiction. After almost a year, I decided to finish the first chapter of my second story. Please be sure to check it out on Fimfiction (link below) and feel free to leave any constructive feedback or criticism A Sapling of Friendship A treasure trove of old books and scrolls, the Golden Oak library stood for generations, sharing knowledge beyond its roots, knowledge that stretched to the far ends of Equestria. For many, it was merely a library, but for Twilight, it was home. With its absence marks a growing dilemma for Twilight, a problem that begins to plague her and her friends. Things are changing, a fact that each of them struggle to accept. But as time moves on, will their friendship change as well? As the Mane Six reminisce their time spent together, they make a surprising discovery, a discovery that Twilight hopes will not alter their changing lives even more...
  9. CLICK HERE TO SEE THE STORY ON FIMFICTION.NET Set around 400 years after the events of Friendship is magic, this story follows Scarlet Frost, who has had more than enough death and violence in her life, and has spent the last several years living quietly as a librarian and scholar in the city of Swanrun. Sadly, it seems that death and violence are not yet done with her. Forced to leave her peaceful home and flee for her life alongside a mysterious orphan filly named Primrose, Scarlet will have to use every resource at her disposal just to stay alive. In order to survive, she must confront the ghosts of not only her own past, but those of this long-broken world as well. 'Scarlet' is intended to be a lengthy and intense fantasy adventure, dealing with the themes of coping with grief and overcoming personal prejudices. I won't be putting any of the actual story in this forum thread, though, mostly because it opens with some pretty dark themes already being on the table. I hope some of you take an interest and enjoy it.
  10. We already have a saddest moments in gaming but not one for tv/movies D: For me I have a few. Episode 15 from Kirby of the stars made me bawl my eyes out, such a depressing ending ;_; also bye bye butterfree once again bawled my eyes out :'c and no manly tears where shed, just sissy tears ;_;
  11. Gallus the Griffon sabotaged the Hearth's Warming tree with a purpose, so that he didn't have to go back to Griffonstone and face the loss of his family. Now, with the help of Twilight and his fellow classmates, he must go to Griffonstone and face the tragic circumstances surrounding that dark day in his life. https://www.fimfiction.net/story/432834/gallus-tragedy
  12. Hey everypony! It's been awhile! After thinking about it for some time, I decided to get back into writing. Currently I am in the works of a new story on FimFiction.net that is centered around Twilight, specifically, her home... or should I say... former home. It will take some time for me to complete due to lack of free time, but be sure to follow me (or this thread) as I will keep all of you updated! Once the first chapter is complete and the story has been successfully published, I will provide a link to the story here. In the meantime, here is a synopsis of the story: A Sapling of Friendship The Golden Oaks Library. A treasure trove of old books and scrolls. For generations it stood, sharing knowledge beyond its roots, knowledge that stretched to the far ends of Equestria. For many, it was merely a library, but for Twilight, it was home. Years have passed since Lord Tirek's attack on Ponyville. Time heals all wounds but for some, they leave behind scars. Although gone, Twilight has never forgotten about her first home and neither have her friends. As the mane six reminisce their memories shared in that beloved oak tree, they make a surprising discovery...
  13. The second part of this little trio of themed readings will be "Now I Know In Part" by Cynewulf. A story of Twilight, and repetition. As always, it will take place in the Poniverse Discord, in the Storytime voice chat channel. You can join us beforehand, during and after in the Library Lounge text channel as well - I'd very much like to know if you enjoyed it, or have constructive criticism. Hope to see you there, Quinch
  14. I've never cried like this before. I've never felt like there was someone squeezing my heart so much it hurt and pushing on my lungs so much i couldn't breathe right. I've never cried with audible sobs and gasps for air. My nose has never clogged up and not run. I've never cried like this before; where it feels like the end of the world. I've never cried of a broken heart before this... 11/3/18 But I don't cry like this anymore. I looked at the bright side. I made things better. At the time, it seemed impossible. IT might seem like that for you too, but I encourage you to find the silver lining.
  15. I messed the topic, guess I'm still not arrant in the flow. Apologies. Tis another story about mine OC Dawn, written as the response to the social experiment by Flutterpriest on FimFiction: https://www.fimfiction.net/story/421341/just-reply More than two years passed since Bittersweet story, Dawn passed fire and ice and trumpets. One day she got a strange letter. After reading and prolonged hesitation whether to reply or not, she grasps her nerves and... Hither goeth: --- Hi Melody! Nice to meet a beautiful pony (I think everypony making art is beautiful and I’m not talking about the looks only… and mostly) with a beautiful name. It sings. No need to call me Penny… Heh! My name is Dawn. Quite optimistic, isn’t it? I would like to match that name completely… Anyway, that should lessen the awkwardness, shouldn’t it? Awkwardness… For an IT mare, which spends more time with machines than living ponies, it’s almost the second name. Your letter is pretty normal; believe me – the one who reads the fault notifications (with user suggestions) daily. For one who came through an incident with a stalker, awkwardness tends to become the first name even. The same reason makes me the last pony to judge you, completely open or not. I stopped judging ponies since long ago… So, I’m a mare, as I have already said. As for the looks… I have a few scars from the less happy years with my husband my previous life. Nothing too critical though. Truth be told, I learned to judge ponies by the look not. I wish I learned it earlier the easier way. I live in Ponyville. Currently… Actually, I’ve driven half of Equestria hiding from several years ago. Canterlot. A beautiful city… Well, it depends. I’ve seen both sides of it, Melody. I think, regardless of where you are – big city or some village, troubles can find you, even if you don’t seek for them. Sometimes at the least expected moment. And the shady ponies aren’t the worst of them. When the one you lived happily with for a few years turns shady… or I think it’s simply easier to overcome all those, staying closer to Nature… Have you ever thought of moving to Canterlot outskirts at least? It’s not much of a difference for the delivery and agents. But the look, the air. You are lucky, having a beautiful tree under your window, Melody. I remember, we had a brick wall, when we [blot] Well, about me… I live alone in my house. Never thought I could return to that place after the cli two years ago. But that’s all I have and… it brings happy memories. More than Even if it’s too big for a single mare. Employment in a big IT company has its undoubted advantages: I can work remotely, rarely hitting the road to Canterlot or Manehettan branch office. I prefer driving; can’t make myself enter a train compartment for quite a while. In practice, the remote work means typing, typing and again… typing. All day long. Which, with my hobby – writing (although, I don’t have much time for it, unfortunately), gives even more typing at the end of the day. You can’t imagine Writing to you was such a relief. Pen, paper… I hope my hoofwriting is readable at least. Haha! I signed for that Penpal service, because I feel lonely, more and more each day. Even in the middle of the large herd which I’m not a fan of, even if almost everypony here is friendly, despite… I get along with a few mares here, but I’m still behind the glass, sorta… We were going to be open with each other. Well! Do you want to know what I fear most of all, Melody? Not silence. There is a much scarier sound. The sound of the storm and rain drumming the house, when you are inside [blot] The worst thing in my life happened under that “music” Alas, I can’t avoid it, when I’d like to, most often I curl under my blanket hoofing my ears shut. When it’s warm outside, I ran to the open. The rain is not scary there. Often to the field nearby. You can see everything around It is more bearable that way. I know how you feel, Melody. Maybe not to the letter, but… Interesting fact, the most awful things in my life happened to me inside, in the “tranquil and homely” atmosphere, when those I supposed to trust, were near. If you want, I will tell you someday. I’m still working on my trust issues I need to grasp my nerves for that. Outside… It’s big indeed. Enough space for one to escape expect for some help, if it’s needed. Although, I admit it turns out weird sometimes. Even with lots of nice ponies I think I have too much space in my house as well. But that’s different. Never mind. I love how dedicated and inspire you sound, when it comes to your art, Melody. How responsible. I always valued responsibility high, maybe even to it becoming my weakness some tried to abuse Still, it awesome how involved you are in your artwork. Please, Melody, don’t be too involved all the time. No art is too dark, Melody. Even for Equestria. Maybe it’s your agent, failing to track the target audience, not the art. Threatening is not an option, regardless of the situation. Anyway! I got an idea. I happen to know a few art agents The only useful legacy of my husband I’m still on good terms with two of them. Well, if a few e-mails a year can be called that way. Still, they used the company service and… I’ll write you the names, being a painter you know them well most likely. If you are okay with that idea, I’ll suggest them to have a look at your art. Then, well, it will depend on your agent. Any autumn tree painted with soul and feel involved is unique, even if there are millions of them. Mind that coming from an IT mare. The idea with the night scene is… I don’t know how you make the accents visible in night light, but, well, I’m not an artist. I believe you can do that. Although, I see the scene a little differently. I’ll elaborate later. One more idea… Two unrelated to IT ideas a day! Ohhhh, that makes my coat crawl. So, to the point, right? I’m going to be in Canterlot that weekend. Under the certain tree. Simply being there. You won’t mistake. You can see me then. I can’t promise, my lungs allow you to hear me, nor I assume you want that. Do you? You can use that rope properly then, Melody… Throwing one end out of the window, so I can clip another letter to it. Screw that post service. From hoof to hoof. I’m taking a sketchpad with me, a nice change from the keyboard. I’ll tell you my story what I can I can’t promise to be lighter. And then we’ll see. Maybe you want to paint that autumn tree in the moonlight then. And two mares under that tree. Talking. That, of course, doesn’t mean that you and I shouldn’t write any more letters meanwhile. Right now I need at least one. A single word is enough, if you are okay with that idea – simply yes or no. While I have nerves to go You have a friend now, Melody! I’m not pretending to be the best one or simply a good one, only time will show. Just keep going. I care, Dawn P.S.: Speaking of scratched out parts… It took me some effort to actually dare to send this We could make a contest someday!
  16. This is my first time actually writing a short story or anything at all for that matter. So Id thought I would make it about my OC Daphnes's backstory. Laurel does make a small cameo at the end so she is owned by @chaosprincess . So without further adieu here it is. Welcome, weary traveler I see you somehow managed to get into my humble abode. I am not particularly happy about this, and I probably would have just gotten rid of you at first sight. But I am in a good mood so I will let you stay for a little while. Well, Since your here I might as well be a good host and fix you a drink. So tell me what would you like? He leans his ears forward to hear his guest better. Alright, a cup of tea it is. He says going over and starts to prepare it for his surprise guest. But as he begins to prepare it he feels his guest's eyes fixate on his wings. I see you keep looking at my wings. He sighs giving a somewhat of an annoyed look. You may not believe me but they are just an illusion but my horn is real though. I suppose now you want me to tell you how I got these things. Well, its bit of a long story so go take your bathroom breaks now or perhaps grab a snack if you want. My story begins long ago in a land far away. You see my kingdom was not like the ones you know today. Where love and friendship reign, a fact I get sick thinking about it. Now I started out as what you ponies would call your typical unicorn. As time went on I found out I was not birthed in the way foals are normally born but given form from the hatred in a ponies heart. So a good chunk of my formative years was spent on the streets getting by on what I could for food and shelter. Since no pony would accept a colt like me in their home for reasons I think that is pretty obvious to you. For you, I will divulge to you the reason. In the areas I grew up or lived in the citizens would believe just by judging by my appearance that I was cursed or some harbinger of ill will that will kill all their livestock or their crops. That all changed one day though when a hotshot commander discovered me in his travels. He took me under his wing and after some intense negotiations with the queen, I was made his second in command. For a while there I was pretty happy with my lot in life. My jobs were to train the guards and patrol certain areas of the city. I will have to admit though watching over the market area was my most favorite part. Since the area was pretty lively not to mention the vendors would give me free things like food or other wares. Even with my high-ranking, there were still some ponies that didn't accept me. The rumors kept swirling that I was this abomination and that I was no way near good enough compared to my counterpart. As much as I trusted my right-hand man he still got all the love and admiration from the people that I so rightfully deserved. Why couldn't I get the credit for the fights we won or victories that were earned from my blood and sweat? No, he was the golden boy whom everyone loved. As he talks his eyes start to change slightly his voice getting slightly deeper. Once realizing his temper was getting the better of him he composes himself. Taking a deep breath he says. I do apologize for that little temper flare up that subject still pisses me off to this day. But anyway now back to my story. From that spitefulness, I rejected the old name that I had shared with my brother in arms and renamed myself after a past king, Daphnes. I wanted to make my own identity not one my queen and my comrade told me to have. Embarrassingly though at this point in time I never managed to get what you call a cutie mark. So I used my armor to cover up the fact. But as just as my hope for acceptance was waning there came my first love. That day I was watching the market as I usually did and out of nowhere this mare just charged into me. As I looked up I saw the angry vendor that she was running from. Turns out she stole some bread and tried to make off with it. Seeing a bit of myself in her I decided to pay the vendor for it and along with a few other things. Surprisingly she was not taken aback by my appearance and from there we got to know each other quite well. It even got to the point where we fell in love and shortly after that we were wed. As happy as my married life was I still had matters to attend to at the castle. Even more so now than ever since we were expecting our first foal so I had to make this country safe enough for our little family. Which at this point in time had become quite tense. My kingdom was on the brink of a war with a neighboring province not to mention there was quite the divide going on internally as well. But to make a long story shorter the queen herself held quite the prejudice against me and it did not help matters either that I refused to be her faithful lapdog. The queen would much rather banish a race than actually speaking with them on peaceful terms. As time went on the tensions only got worse. Then the day came that I will never forget. Not because it was a happy one but a tragic one. One day my queen had ordered for me to go on an intelligence mission to get information about a rebel faction that was plaguing the kingdom at the time. Little did I know she had rallied up her men against me. She knew she couldn't eliminate me because of what I was. So she went for the next best thing. I had forgotten something that day at my home so I decided to quickly teleport home to go get it. When I arrived I had to witness the last moments of my wife's life. I ran over and held her watching the last remnants of her life fade away. After she had passed I got to my hooves and looked at the guards standing there. They were profusely apologizing saying the queen had forced them into doing this. No more would I listen to their damn lies. I wanted my vengeance so now I was going to get it whatever means possible. As soon as more bull crap left their lips I eviscerated all of them leaving their blood to paint my walls. I then ran outside as everything faded to black. All I could remember was the sounds of screams and peoples pathetic pleadings for mercy. When I came out of my haze there stood my counterpart. He kept telling me to stand down and that we could work through this together. I was no longer going to bow down to him or anyone else. That was when I charged at him with all my might. From there we battled in the flames of our fallen city. Just as I thought it was my end. A sudden surge of power went throughout my body. My new wings sprung out leaving my adversary frozen in shock. Using that to my advantage I flew up striking him in the face with my blade. Seeing him go down I knew what I had to do next. Flying up I took cover on a high ledge. Looking down I could see the place I called home for so long was now a smoldering ruin. Everything that happened came back flooding my mind with painful images along with a surge of tears. Through my tears, I could not help but notice a faint glow coming from my flank. In removing my armor I saw that dreaded mark. It was a white rose splattered with blood. From then on I would go on wandering from place to place. Knowing I could never go back to the place I once called home again. Well that's it kid did you like my story? Good, I am glad you found some entertainment out of my misery. Hold on he looks behind his guest spotting a certain small gem-eyed pegasus using her wings to make bunny ears above his visitors head. Laurel, were you there the whole time? He sighs but laughs a little at what she's doing. You are so dead when I get to you. You know that right? The mischevious pegasus darts off into the next room laughing a little. Looking over at his guest again well I have to deal with this intruder please let yourself out once you are done. But I will have to warn you if come back I cannot guarantee your safety. Well to da loo Welcome, weary traveler I see you somehow managed to get into my humble abode. I am not particularly happy about this, and I probably would have just gotten rid of you at first sight. But I am in a good mood so I will let you stay for a little while. Well, Since your here I might as well be a good host and fix you a drink. So tell me what would you like? He leans his ears forward to hear his guest better. Alright, a cup of tea it is. He says going over and starts to prepare it for his surprise guest. But as he begins to prepare it he feel his guests eyes fixate on his wings. I see you keep looking at my wings. He sighs giving a somewhat of an annoyed look. You may not believe me but they are just an illusion but my horn is real though. I suppose now you want me to tell you how I got these things. Well, its bit of a long story so go take your bathroom breaks now or perhaps grab a snack if you want. My story begins long ago in a land far away. You see my kingdom was not like the ones you know today. Where love and friendship reign, a fact I get sick thinking about it. Now I started out as what you ponies would call your typical unicorn. As time went on I found out I was not birthed in the way foals are normally born but given form from the hatred in a certain ponies heart. So a good chunk of my formative years was spent on the streets getting by on what I could for food and shelter. Since no pony would accept a colt like me in their home for reasons I think that is pretty obvious to you. For you, I will divulge to you the reason. In the areas I grew up or lived in the citizens would believe just by judging by my appearance that I was cursed or some harbinger of ill will that will kill all their livestock or their crops. That all changed one day though when a hotshot commander discovered me in his travels. He took me under his wing and after some intense negotiations with the queen, I was made his second in command. For a while there I was pretty happy with my lot in life. My jobs were to train the guards and patrol certain areas of the city. I will have to admit though watching over the market area was my most favorite part. Since the area was pretty lively not to mention the vendors would give me free things like food or other wares. Even with my high-ranking, there were still some ponies that didn't accept me. The rumors kept swirling that I was this abomination and that I was no way near good enough compared to my counterpart. As much as I trusted my right-hand man he still got all the love and admiration from the people that I so rightfully deserved. Why couldn't I get the credit for the fights we won or victories that were earned from my blood and sweat? No, he was the golden boy whom everyone loved. As he talks his eyes start to change slightly his voice getting slightly deeper. Once realizing his temper was getting the better of him he composes himself. Taking a deep breath he says. I do apologize for that little temper flare up that subject still pisses me off to this day. But anyway now back to my story. From that spitefulness, I rejected the old name that I had shared with my brother in arms and renamed myself after a past king, Daphnes. I wanted to make my own identity not one my queen and my comrade told me to have. Embarrassingly though at this point in time I never managed to get what you call a cutie mark. So I used my armor to cover up the fact. But as just as my hope for acceptance was waning there came my first love. That day I was watching the market as I usually did and out of nowhere this mare just charged into me. As I looked up I saw the angry vendor that she was running from. Turns out she stole some bread and tried to make off with it. Seeing a bit of myself in her I decided to pay the vendor for it and along with a few other things. Surprisingly she was not taken aback by my appearance and from there we got to know each other quite well. It even got to the point where we fell in love and shortly after that we were wed. As happy as my married life was I still had matters to attend to at the castle. Even more so now than ever since we were expecting our first foal so I had to make this country safe enough for our little family. Which at this point in time had become quite tense. My kingdom was on the brink of a war with a neighboring province not to mention there was quite the divide going on internally as well. But to make a long story shorter the queen herself held quite the prejudice against me and it did not help matters either that I refused to be her faithful lapdog. The queen would much rather banish a race than actually speaking with them on peaceful terms. As time went on the tensions only got worse. Then the day came that I will never forget. Not because it was a happy one but a tragic one. One day my queen had ordered for me to go on an intelligence mission to get information about a rebel faction that was plaguing the kingdom at the time. Little did I know she had rallied up her men against me. She knew she couldn't eliminate me because of what I was. So she went for the next best thing. I had forgotten something that day at my home so I decided to quickly teleport home to go get it. When I arrived I had to witness the last moments of my wife's life. I ran over and held her watching the last remnants of her life fade away. After she had passed I got to my hooves and looked at the guards standing there. They were profusely apologizing saying the queen had forced them into doing this. No more would I listen to their damn lies. I wanted my vengeance so now I was going to get it whatever means possible. As soon as more bull crap left their lips I eviscerated all of them leaving their blood to paint my walls. I then ran outside as everything faded to black. All I could remember was the sounds of screams and peoples pathetic pleadings for mercy. When I came out of my haze there stood my counterpart. He kept telling me to stand down and that we could work through this together. I was no longer going to bow down to him or anyone else. That was when I charged at him with all my might. From there we battled in the flames of our fallen city. Just as I thought it was my end. A sudden surge of power went throughout my body. My new wings sprung out leaving my adversary frozen in shock. Using that to my advantage I flew up striking him in the face with my blade. Seeing him go down I knew what I had to do next. Flying up I took cover on a high ledge. Looking down I could see the place I called home for so long was now a smoldering ruin. Everything that happened came back flooding my mind with painful images along with a surge of tears. Through my tears, I could not help but notice a faint glow coming from my flank. In removing my armor I saw that dreaded mark. It was a white rose splattered with blood. From then on I would go on wandering from place to place. Knowing I could never go back to the place I once called home again. Well that's it kid did you like my story? Good, I am glad you found some entertainment out of my misery. Hold on he looks behind his guest spotting a certain small gem-eyed pegasus using her wings to make bunny ears above his visitors head. Laurel, were you there the whole time? He sighs but laughs a little at what she's doing. You are so dead when I get to you. You know that right? The mischevious pegasus darts off into the next room laughing a little. Looking over at his guest again well I have to deal with this intruder please let yourself out once you are done. But I will have to warn you if come back I cannot guarantee your safety. Well to da loo he says walking off to follow his tiny intruder.
  17. No pony's made of stone, some ponies are just better at holding back their tears (as long as possible) than others. This is the story of the depressed Pinkie Pie and her emotions in her depressed state. https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13094778/1/The-Hurt
  18. A Quest for Love: An Apple-Pear Family Story Hey everypony! Just finished my first ever story on Fimfiction (link above). If you're like me and love "The Perfect Pear", then you'll enjoy this story! The story seeks to expand more on the "Perfect Pear" episode (a prequel to an extent). Tried my best to include many "feels" moments, as well as keep it fun, exciting, and suspenseful. Hope you all enjoy it! I'll also appreciate some feedback as well!
  19. What happened? Why is everything black and white?
  20. Hi everyone ^^ Today, as a result of a stream I did this afternoon, I did a Princess Luna fanart It has a quite dark atmosphere . I hope you'll like it
  21. New month, new track! This is an orchestral piece I made on the emotional turmoil following luna's banishment: pony.fm track: https://pony.fm/tracks/37402-the-banishment-of-luna
  22. NOTE: This story is not intended to be canon to the Equestria Girls series in any way. Please read with discretion. So far, all of the Equestria Girls movies and TV specials have involved a villain who uses Equestrian magic to manipulate the students of Canterlot High. Although the final battle scenes are quite intense, the Mane 7 always ultimately defeat the villain, and there is a happy ending where the villain often gets redeemed. But what if things didn’t happen that way? What if, even when the villain is defeated, irreparable damage is done to the protagonists and to Canterlot itself? This story explores this alternate route, this not-so-happy ending. While reading this, you will likely feel saddened, angered, offended, disturbed, or possibly all four combined. Read ahead with discretion. It all started on the evening of August 27, about a week before Sunset Shimmer and her friends were due to start their senior year of high school. On this particular Tuesday evening, it was quite warm and sunny outside, despite being fairly late. So the Rainbooms got together in Twilight’s garage to practice. They were having a great time, until one of the strings on Applejack’s bass guitar snapped. “Aw, shucks!” she exclaimed. “Stop the music!” Fluttershy turned off the amp. “What happened?” she asked. “One a’ the strings on mah guitar snapped, an’ ah left mah spares at home. Ah’ll just be headin’ home to fix this thing up. Be right back.” Applejack took her broken guitar, got into her jalopy and drove off toward Sweet Apple Acres. About an hour later, Applejack had not yet returned. The remaining six girls were getting tired of waiting for her. “Where the hell is Applejack?!” Rainbow Dash groaned. “She was supposed to be back here ages ago!” “Well, maybe fixing her guitar took longer than she thought.” said Rarity. “Have any of you considered just calling her?” Sunset asked. She pulled out her phone and speed-dialed Applejack. As soon as she did, she was immediately redirected to voicemail. Okay, that’s weird, Sunset thought to herself. She spoke into her phone. “Hey, Applejack, where are you? It’s been a whole hour.” Sunset put her phone down and she and the other girls waited for a reply. But after another 15 minutes, there was no response. “All right, something strange is going on.” said Sunset to her friends. “Why has Applejack disappeared all of a sudden?” “C’mon, you know Applejack wouldn’t ditch us like that!” Pinkie Pie laughed. “She’s probably just pranking us!” “If she is, then it’s not a very good prank.” said Twilight. She turned to Sunset. “We’d better go look for her. Come on!” Twilight and Sunset climbed into Sunset’s car and the two of them drove off. In a short while, they could see Sweet Apple Acres in the distance. They were almost there when they saw something very strange in front of them. In the middle of the road was a pile of what looked like bright green ashes. Big Macintosh, Apple Bloom and Granny Smith were standing next to it, tears in their eyes. Sunset stopped the car and she and Twilight got out. “What is this?” Sunset asked, confused. Apple Bloom tried to fight back her tears. “Just — just look!” the red-haired girl cried. Sunset and Twilight looked and saw a terrible sight. Sitting atop of the pile of green ashes was Applejack’s geode. Twilight picked it up. “What’s this doing here?” she asked. Although he was generally a man of few words, Big Mac couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Don’t ya see what’s happened?” he snapped, tears flowing from his eyes. “Applejack was just drivin’ along when some green fireball came outta nowhere ‘n’ hit her!” He pointed a finger at the ashes. “That’s all that’s left of her and her car! She’s — she’s dead! Ah saw her die! We all did!” “Ah can’t believe she’s really gone.” Granny Smith said quietly. “Come on, let’s go inside ‘n’... let her rest in peace.” She, Big Mac and Apple Bloom turned and went back in the house. Sunset and Twilight felt emotions take over their bodies. Their vision blurred and they blinked furiously. They hugged each other and cried, and all they could think about was the fact that Applejack was gone… forever. Applejack’s funeral was held that Friday. The remaining six Rainbooms, along with nearly the entire Apple family, attended it. No amount of solace was had, for there were just too many unknowns regarding Applejack’s death. After the funeral, Sunset’s grief turned to extreme frustration as she asked herself the obvious question: Where had that green fireball come from? She sat down, opened her notebook and wrote a letter to Princess Twilight in Equestria. Dear Princess Twilight, It is with great sadness that I must tell you that my friend Applejack died Tuesday night. According to Big Mac, she was driving home when a green fireball came out of nowhere and hit her. All that remained of her and her car was a pile of green ashes. But her geode remained intact somehow. My friends and I are extremely sad and extremely confused by this. I just thought you should know. Your friend, Sunset Shimmer As soon as she finished writing that letter, a brief reply appeared right below it. Sunset read it and was shocked. I read your message. You need to come to Equestria immediately! -Princess Twilight
  23. This is a short story I wrote. This is about Pinkie's greatest fears. https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12902333/1/The-Broken [I've tried my best to reduce grammar errors.]
  24. This is a poem I wrote because I needed a good cry. She would cry when things didn't go her way. She would cry when she didn't have the heart to talk to his face. She would cry by herself. She never wanted someone see her cry for help. She didn't want to be seen as weak. She just cried and never turned the other cheek. She cried instead of solving her problems. She cried when no one would read her stories. She cried because she felt so lonely. She cried because she felt she had pushed everyone away She cried because for her that was like any other day. She cried because that wasn't uncommon. She cried because she felt like she couldn't acknowledge that someone somewhere actually cared and wanted to reach out. She cried because she always felt left out. She cried because she never learned how to fully express herself. She's crying right now because she's hurting. Can't you tell? She cried and cried but her tears still haven't dried. She cries because if she doesn't she feels dead inside. She cries for all the friends she lost. She cries because she feels it was her fault but at what cost? She cries because it's so frustrating. She cries because her heart is breaking.