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  1. Hello, Gamer_KM here. I do, in fact, make games I am working on a My little dashie game in theme of tamagachi. So yeah, it's a thing right now I got a framework up. Right now, I just want to make the UI. I am working on dashie's art work in flash(I am using her filly puppet) This game is Alpha build so yeah....much broke code, very bugs. I also want to put sound into the game so if you make music, our want to make dashie noises let me know. I'll keep you Updated. Gamer_KM Out.
  2. I watched the mini movie "My Little Dashie" based on the popular fanfic. The story was so heartbreaking and touching that I teamed up with SrightryAmiss and we wrote this!!! This is the second song for our debut albmum!!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XbJuCXgzJNQ https://soundcloud.com/lakejones/15years Since my screamo lyrics or not always the clearest, heres the lyrics: The first day that i saw you My world was coming down The same old life in the same old town I wondered where you came from I’ve watched you live and grow Cause you were just a filly on the street with nowhere to go So do you have to go and leave me here by my self Before i found you my life was a living hell You were always my little girl (You were my crutch, you were my world) so dont believe that this is goodbye because of you these past few years have been the best of my life So can fly through the skies and be free but in my heart you will be my little dashie to me I refuse to let this day end i call up the stairs but you never comedown I know you fear the truth but i know youll come around Just remember theres an open door (you can come in, just tell me when) so dont believe that this is goodbye because of you these past few years have been the best of my life So you can fly through the skies and be free but in my heart you will be my little dashie to me Well can you blame her She finnaly with her kind But dont forget me for this will always be your sky and i will never forget you so dont believe that this is goodbye because of you these past few years have been the best of my life So you can fly through the skies and be free but in my heart you will be my little dashie to me so dont believe that this is goodbye because of you these past few years have been the best of my life So you can fly through the skies and be free but in my heart you will be my little dashie to me The first day that i saw you My world was coming down The same old life in the same old town I wondered where you came from I’ve watched you live and grow Cause you were just a filly on the street with nowhere to go
  3. I'm not saying it's bad if you did, or that it's a bad story, it just didn't really get to me, and it seems like that's not the case for most. I'm just wondering whether I'm alone in this.
  4. Okay so i searched the forum and i found no thread with My little dashie in it. And i really think this awesome fanfic deservs its own thread. Fanfic can be read here: https://docs.google....?hl=en_US&pli=1_____________________________________________________________________________________ Preview: So basicly this fanfic is about a closet brony who dosent really cares about life anymore. He talks about how he once wanted to change the world into a beautifull place but he gave up once his parent died. And one day he finds a carton box. And this box is just about to change his life. _____________________________________________________________________________________ If you have read this fanfic what do you think of it? How did you react on it? This is a fanfic for those who loves beautiful storys and are ready to cry me a river. ____________________________________________________________________________________ Basicly this story made me cry like never before. I still find it hard to belive that a simple text can make a 17 yearold cry like a 5 yearold. You might think that i over do it but i dont really care since this it was i think and belive :3 And also, dont hate me for making this. If there are a simulary thread i whould gladly remove this one.
  5. This is basically a thread of nothing but pure sadness. Post any stories, pictures, or copypastas of anything related to sad MLP. NOTES: -No My Little Dashie -No "You will never" crap -Play the saddest song you can find -Think of this show ending -Find the most feelful content related to the show!
  6. i have started a project called My Little Dashie AI/ game and i would like to know how everypony would react to it because i do not want it to be for nothing. also thouse that help me with text or sugestions can get a free version and will get sent a small portion of the profit. any that help or give input will be thanked many times over! i will ocasionaly check this page to see recent respoces and sugestions. it may take a few days for me to see but i will see it! also i will leave text for you to react to for me to put in the game/AI. this is baced on my little dashie but there are going to be more ponies added in later versions (starting with dashie then adding sugested ponies). i am sorry about spelling errors if there are. first topic is you find a box that is on the side of the rode and it is rare to see a uncrushed box so it slightly stands out but it stands out more than it should what do you do? you can refrase this if you want. also i want any and all reactions.
  7. What did you think of the movie? Let me tell you I broke into tears. Watch it if you haven't already. It was based on a fanfiction.
  8. I would say I hate it, but that's a strong word, so I'll say I really dislike it But why is it so popular? It's really sort of bad writing, for example; -Overrated -Bad narrator in the fic -RD was really out of character -hewantedtopunchrarityisaygettepitchforks -Every time they tried to make a certain part 'sad' it was either really cheesy or just plain stupid -the idea of the whole fic doesn't really impress me Now, the new mini movie that came out of MLD Pretty much felt the same way, except I give them respect, since they worked hard on the mini movie
  9. Revenge Return of the Dashite, Stallions and Gentlemares. Shall we begin? If I am ever to drive a stake through the heart of this fanfic, or the damn subfandom and rabid following it has garnered, I am going to need to stop harping on the negatives. Sun Tzu wrote about the importance of knowing your enemy, and to know this enemy, I will need to take a step back from how horribly it butchered the sacred art of storytelling, and look instead at what the fic did right. My Little Dashie is popular as hell. That's a fact. But why? How did a story so utterly devoid of any saving grace or redeeming value get to be on the top of the fanfic food chain so early in the fandom's history? The answer actually isn't as complicated as you'd expect, and it comes down to three simple factors. Factors that, I will concede, My Little Dashie does very right: Brevity, accessibility, and Tabula Rasa. Brevity is fairly straight-forward. Dashie is a fairly short fic. It's really no longer than those short stories they made you read in middle school, and even includes an hour-long audiobook (and now a movie) to boot. It is an exceptionally light read, and you could literally knock the whole thing out in your lunch break. That's part of why MLD can't be compared to proper fan novels such as Of War and Friendship. It would be the same as comparing Candy Crush to the Mass Effect Trilogy. They are incomparable works which appeal to different audiences in different moods for different reasons. Because My Little Dashie is so short, when good word spread about all "teh feelz" it packed, its prospective audience was neither intimidated by its length, nor did they risk losing interest in the middle of a long read. And, in Dashie's defense, brevity is certainly not a bad thing. Sometimes, 15,000 words or less is all an author needs, and trying to pack in more would only make it feel bloated. I recommend you check out the short story There Will Come Soft Rains by Ray Bradbury. It's a very chilling, lonely story about human technology in an apocalyptic future. Very fascinating, in my opinion. This transitions neatly into accessibility. Accessibility is how easy a story is to just jump into and run with. Though accessibility is certainly related to both brevity and Tabula Rasa (which we will get to soon), there's a bit more to it than that. Accessible stories are written in very simple terms, and have very simple storylines. No fancy Shakespeare balogna, it's just the same sort of conversational English we all use everyday. Boiling down a major plot point to a two-word description may be a fucking terrible idea to anyone writing to any audience with even an iota of taste, but when we're marketing to the lowest common denominator, that's exactly what we need to do. Contrast Glee with Breaking Bad. Rather than demand your full attention, My Little Dashie simply fills you in on what you missed. It's rather incredible at keeping its audience half-awake and only barely paying attention as they daydream in the background while the audiobook plays. You really aren't going to miss anything important if you zone out, because that's the way the fic was written. If the fic wants to say something, it doesn't go through the trouble of painting you an elegant picture, it just says it and gets it over with. But, again, neither accessibility or simplicity are inherently bad things. One of my favorite movies ever is Star Wars: A New Hope, whereas one of my all-time least favorites is Star Wars: Attack of the Clones. A New Hope is an amazingly simple movie. The storyline is literally a farm boy rescuing a princess and destroying a superweapon! It doesn't get any simpler than that. Meanwhile, Attack of the Clones is a convoluted shitflick about boring interstellar politics and idiotic prophecies. It's far too complicated for its own good. See, here's the reason why A New Hope succeeded, and why MLD will never have that kind of awesomeness, despite being similarly simple. A New Hope may have lacked complexity, but it was swimming in depth. The environments felt alive, the characters were vibrant and easily identifiable, the film's style and substance were just oozing out of every last frame. It was a labor of love from a (then) great director and storyteller. You didn't need to know any backstory, you just had to start watching, and the film would take you on a rollercoaster every step of the way! That's how you make your story accessible the right way. You open it up to both the casual and more demanding viewers simultaneously. You make that connection with your audience subconsciously, and engage them with the depth that they may not have even known they wanted. Dashie, on the other hand, has zero-dimensional characters, no attempt whatsoever at a setting, and utterly nothing in the way of plot. Its simplicity may have garnered it popularity, but it certainly doesn't make it good. Finally, we come to the dreaded Tabula Rasa. Where brevity was a very universally good thing, and accessibility depended on an author's skill level, Tabula Rasa is never, ever, EVER a good thing. If you're like me, and you don't know the first thing about Latin, a Tabula Rasa refers to a blank slate. In the context of storytelling, it's something that the audience can unconditionally project themselves on top of, and live out the story through the eyes of the empty husk that is the audience surrogate. Contrast Twilight to Superman. Dashie's main character is not only devoid of anything vaguely relating to substance, he is purposely that way. If Bella Swan has taught us anything, it's that the LCD doesn't like it when a character has thoughts, emotions, or (even worse) actions. It gets in the way of their wish fulfillment. Hell, I'll even go as far as to say that wish fulfillment as a concept isn't a fundamentally bad thing. The problem comes when it's done lazily, or when you use a Tabula Rasa protagonist. Superman is wish fulfillment, and it's rather blatant at that. Come now, who here wouldn't like to fly around the world faster than a speeding bullet and beat up bad guys with a single punch? But the reason why Superman is good is that Clark Kent himself (spoilers :comeatus: ) is a very compelling character in his own right. He's the last survivor of a dead planet, he crash landed in rural Kansas in his birthday suit and lifted a truck with his bare hands. He was taught truth and responsibility all throughout his childhood, and he lives a double life every single day. Superman is a character who can fulfill the everyman's raging power fantasies, but he's not just some vacant lot to rent out and live in as you please. He has his own personality, his own quirks, his own strengths and flaws. He's a man you can identify with, and that makes him a perfect pair of shoes for the audience to step into. But MLD instead goes the Twilight route. Tell me, what good is it to be able to step into the main character's shoes if the character isn't interesting in the slightest? As a wish fulfillment author, it is your job to sell me this pair of shoes, and you aren't going to do that by advertising them as being bland and uninteresting. If they're a more boring pair than my regular shoes, then I think I'll just fucking stick to my regular shoes. And no, before you say it, Tabula Rasa characters don't work by letting the audience inject their own personality. This isn't madlibs. You can't replace the lines that the author already wrote with ones that fit your personality better. Storytelling doesn't work that way. If an author wants a character to have personality, even if it's a multiple choice personality like we see in video games, the author needs to write that character a personality themselves. Failing that, you have created a dull and boring character who I wouldn't give change if I passed them on the streets, much less take a walk in their filthy shoes which have obviously stepped in far too much bubblegum and would probably give me blisters. In conclusion, exploiting the lowest common denominator is one of the easiest things a writer can do. Even an abysmal writer can look to the common pathos that all human beings share, and exploit it for all its worth. ======================================= Will I do another MLD post in the future? Three's a crowd already, wouldn't you say?
  10. You all know what I thought of the original fic, which is why I'd like to say that I'm going to be reviewing this movie as I am going to put aside my vitriol for the source material, and judge its merits unironically. As a story, it was broken from its inception. But how does it fare as a movie? Somebody just had to go make a movie out of the most overrated shitfic in the brony fandom. And that somebody is Youtuber StormXF3, well known for his MLP In Real Life series, and his Green Screen Ponies series. In either case, Storm's work shows some very technically impressive animation and editing. He clearly has a knack for film making, and in some respects, he shows it in this movie. Little Orphan Blue was edited almost seamlessly into the live action footage, and doesn't really seem to have any glaring animation bugs. The cinematography, on the other hand, leaves much to be desired. Storm used a great camera to film this movie, but didn't really do a damn thing with it. Most camera shots are static, lifeless, and dull. They certainly show what needs to be shown, but with little to no added creativity or flair. Supposedly, the story takes place in a city, but there may have been only a couple city shots in the entire film. Most of where the movie takes place is obviously suburban, or even rural. There are even times when the main character is talking, and the camera just boringly focuses on his torso. No angling, no depth, no technique or finesse whatsoever, just a plain old frontal, centered shot of the actor's torso. There is also one rather curious design choice that stems from the cinematography, but I'll get to that in a minute. The story is exactly what you'd expect. Guy finds Blu Pone in a box, guy watches Blu Pone grow up, fuck-all is accomplished, and in the end, Celestia goes all CPS on his ass and brings her back home to Equestria. There's some differences from the original, but somehow they seem to be for the worse. In the fic, Blu Pone developed an interest in Nascar, and Mopy took her to an off-screen NASCAR rally. In the movie, they could have chosen to show the rally, but instead, they just dropped everything relating to NASCAR altogether. This makes Blu Pone even more bland and distant from her namesake than she was originally, since what scarce little personality she had in the first place has been completely wiped away. I wish I could say that's the film's worst problem, but it's not. Picture this, aspiring film makers: you round up all these great voice actors to portray Blu Pone, Celestia, and the Mane 5, with Celestia in particular being an almost dead-on sound alike, but when it comes to casting the most crucial role, the voice that we hear throughout 99% or the entire movie, the narrator AND main human protagonist, whom the story almost entirely revolves around, you pick the most unintentionally hilarious voice of all time. The narrator is awful. He is not only awful, he is The Christmas Tree "You always win when you are good" awful. He almost has the voice for the role, but his acting is so fake, so disconnected from the plot that it sounds like he recorded his lines without even knowing what the story was about. He flubs the inflection on almost every line, and you could tell Storm rarely, if ever, asked him for a do-over. It would be an understatement to say he is difficult to take seriously. But it gets even worse. Remember that peculiar design choice I mentioned back when I was talking about the cinematography? Someone apparently had the brilliant idea to hide the main character's face through the whole movie, have the live actor (who, BTW, is Storm) never utter a single word of dialogue the whole time, and instead have the narrator just provide his voice as well. And I don't mean he's a silent protagonist and the narrator is describing his actions, I mean they LITERALLY dub over Storm's headless pantomimes with the obviously disembodied narrator voice throughout the entire movie. If the movie was impossible to take seriously before, now it's reaching Birdemic levels of amazing. Literally everything the main character does is filmed by taking pantomimes that even the silent era would find awful, with absolutely zero facial expressions to go with them, and dubbing it over with the most comically ridiculous narrator voice of all time. I can't even do justice to how mind-blowing this looks in action. You just need to see for yourself, it's truly something to behold. Imagine a comedy show wherein a Morgan Freeman impersonator read aloud the script of The Room, while his partner dressed up as a mime, put a bag over his head, and then mimed all the adorable goings-on between Wisseu and friends. That still wouldn't be as funny as watching My Little Dashie: The Movie. In conclusion, when you separate this movie from its abysmal source material, it still fails hard on its own merits. Heck, even as an adaptation of the fic, it somehow manages to have even less emotion and less personality than the crapfic it was adapted from. If there's one good thing that came out of this movie, it's that it finally crosses MLD over into "so bad it's good" territory. The original was condescending and manipulative, which made it about as fun to read as Kanye West's autobiography. The movie, on the other hand, is so obviously devoid of any legitimate value that it succeeds solely on camp value. If Dusk's Dawn was our fandom's The Room, then MLD: The Movie is our Plan 9 from Outer Space. Now can someone get to work on making our Citizen Kane?
  11. You look on things like youtube, and you can see readings of it, and TRAILERS for it, with lists for characters or whatnot, but there doesn't seem to be one that ever follows through. There's even a website called mldmovie.com, and, guess what. The project was cancelled! I mean, come on! It's one of the most popular and well known MLP fanfics to date. How has someone NOT managed this already? There are plenty of MLP in Real Life videos out there, so this doesn't seem like it should be overly difficult in an animation sense, since RD is going to have to be totally green screened in.
  12. EDIT: A mod asked me to tone down some of the language, so I cut it down to only one F-bomb and two S-bombs. EDIT: Edited again, cuz mods. EDIT: Had to replace the text after the server crash. Minor changes, but it still complies with mod regulations. As a guy who loves pony fanfic, I am often asked what I think of My Little Dashie. Fact is, I hate it. On my steam group, I even wrote a lengthy rant on everything that was wrong with it. For anypony interested, here is said rant, with a minor edit I made to keep it up to date. Warning: contains spoilers and vitriol. You may be surprised to hear this, but I do not like My Little Dashie. Yup. I am among the <5% of the brony population that thinks this fic is anything less than God's gift to writing. This is especially odd when you consider the fact that Rainbow Dash is my favorite canonical character, and the magnificent praise I give to other fanfics such as Of War and Friendship or Fallout: Equestria. In fact, one could even say that I hate My Little Dashie. Considerably. Every last putrid, manipulative, poorly-written word of it. In some ways, this is actually the single worst fanfic I have ever read. Why is this? Surely there must be far worse fanfic out there, right? Well, take My Immortal, for instance. The infamous Harry Potter fanfic known for its terrible "goffik" writing. During my time with My Immortal, I enjoyed it for the same reason that the Nostalgia Critic enjoyed The Room. It was funnier than hell! I'm serious. You can't conceivably read a line like "And Lupin was masticating to it" without laughing your balls off. And My Immortal was hilarious like that the whole way through. The same goes for other infamous badfics and shitfics. If you're laughing your ass off, you're having a good time. When I read My Little Dashie, I did not have a good time. In fact, during the entire experience I could think of nothing more than how every individual sentence failed so miserably at being considered "writing." But let's not get ahead of ourselves here. For our look at possibly the only instance in history where I can ever justify the use of the word "overrated," I say we begin at the same place that the author did: the premise. Dear lord, this premise. Hey, have you ever looked at the character Rainbow Dash and thought to yourself "I wish she was an orphan in the human world with a creepy weirdo for an adoptive father"? No? Congratulations, you have just passed Common Sense 101. Collect your diploma at the door. Oh, but it's worse than it sounds. The whole premise is that the human, who was never actually given a name in the fic, plays daddy with Rainbow Dash for 15 years before her friends arrive to take her back to Equestria, and the audience is somehow expected to cry, for some reason. There are immediately three core problems with this premise: 1. It's manipulative. There are ways of making your audience cry. I personally cried my eyes out at the end of Toy Story 3, but I can tell you /why/ I cried. I cried because it depicted a massive, heartwarming change in the lives of characters I had grown to know and love for 15 years. I cried because I saw myself in Andy, and was able to relate to him. I cried because the film, indeed the trilogy, had been building up the themes of moving on and growing up since its inception. I cried for all the right reasons, and I'm not ashamed to admit that. And I firmly believe that a well-written, well-thought-out work of fiction can reduce anyone to tears. My Little Dashie is not well-written. And it is not well-thought out. It doesn't explore themes of fatherhood or family, it doesn't develop its relationships effectively. It just leaves things at "wouldn't it be sad if..." and rolls along from there. It's impossible to relate to the characters, or to their situation. You never get a sense that you know anyone from the story, and you are never legitimately moved by their actions. Indeed, the big "you must cry now" moment is a bloated exposition dump with loads of plot contrivance and no actual participation from either of the two central characters. There isn't any legitimate reason to cry. You just feel like someone is yelling loudly in your ear "PLEASE CRY! I BEG YOU!" instead of actually moving you with a satisfying story. It's the "brute force with a sledgehammer" equivelant of eliciting emotion. 2. It did not need to be a pony fic. It takes place in the real world, the main character is human, the only pony character has no actual resemblance to her canonical counterpart (more on that later), and the "adoptive father" story has been done to death by now. Nothing would have changed if instead of "My Little Dashie," it had been titled "Patrick and me," and swapped out RD for Patrick Star from Spongebob Squarepants. The author could have told the exact same story, with the exact same characters (with different names, of course), and had the exact same payoff. Rainbow Dash was only added in, once again, for the purpose of manipulation. Rainbow Dash is a character fresh in the minds of every brony due to her role in the show, and beloved for her characteristics and personality. So, naturally, we've already grown to like her. The author simply took this and said "wouldn't it be sad if..." to create the premise of this story. The story isn't sad on its own merits. The story is sad because it's basically just something bad happening to Rainbow Dash. Now, for a counter-example. A fic that actually uses its fanfiction status for full effect: Fallout Equestria. If you haven't read the fic by now, don't fret, I would be damned if I spoiled even a word of this masterpiece. Fallout Equestria doesn't simply look at the Fallout world and say "what if it had ponies?", it merges and blends elements of both universes together to craft a world greater than the sum of its parts. It doesn't try to seperate itself from MLP, it embraces it, and it repurposes the setting to fit the tone of the story. While it does take creative liberties with characters and such, it always respects and admires the source material, and it even stays true to the central themes and messages of the show, albeit in a much more R-rated approach. This is just one of many reasons why I love Fallout Equestria, and just one of many reasons why I despise My Little Dashie. 3. It's creepy! No extended rant this time. No wall of text. Just a simple statement. Brony culture is already considered... eccentric... by outsiders as is. Imagine their reaction when they discover that the fandom's favorite fanfic is about Rainbow Dash living in a brony's apartment and calling him "Daddy." Oh yeah, and she's only a filly in this story. Thank you for doing wonders to our reputation. So that's the premise. But we aren't done yet. We've still got to talk about the characters (all both of 'em), and the abject failure that is the writing style. But what is it about these characters that makes them so very loathesome? How is it that a duo of an adoptive father and Best Pony could make my personal shitlist for atrocious writing? Well, here's how: 1. FYYHSOSS Mopy McAngstysue. Since the human character is never named, I prefer to go with my own name for him: Mopy McAngstysue, the blandest fucking character you will ever meet. Mopy is, unsurprisingly, a brony. More specifically, he's the type of brony that most bronies try to steer clear from during conventions. He's disturbed, he's depressing, and worst of all, he's boring. His backstory includes every tired sad story cliche you could think of, including dead parents, a hatred for cities, lack of friends, and clinging on to a kid's TV show for dear life. I guess the idea is that we're supposed to pity this loser, but we are never actually given a chance to like him. Mopy is never granted human interaction, and his character is unbearably static. Not only that, but the audience is never shown a different side of him. He never grows to be anything relatable or interesting, and he never grows to become an actual protagonist. He never solves any problems, he never involves himself in the plot in any way, and he really only seems to be there so that he can voyeuristically watch as the filly grows up. To be fair, he and her occasionally share some interactions, but even then the interactions seem to exist only to reinforce the mood, and not actually develop the characters. 2. Little Orphan Blue. I refuse to use the name "Rainbow Dash" to describe this... thing! You thought Mopy was bad? You ain't seen nothing yet. Little Orphan Blue is an absolute disgrace to her namesake. She is wretchedly out of character the entire time, her backstory consists entirely of "magic, durr hurr," and once again, she simply did not need to be a pony. Just like Mopy, Little Orphan Blue never actually does anything over the course of the story, apart from going about her life. As such, every major "event" in the plot is simply another milestone in her childhood. Like when she first learns to fly, her first NASCAR race, etc. Except these milestones never serve to alter her character, including the major revelation that she's a cartoon character, and really serve no purpose apart from buildup. But really, that's the least of my qualms with this character. She has absolutely no relation to the character from the show whatsoever. She's frail, pathetic, easily impressed, and loves to call Mopy "daddy." Yeah, "daddy." As if this shit wasn't manipulative enough already. You don't know how horribly violated I felt the first time I heard Little Orphan Blue mutter that word. Such a complete betrayal of everything a character stands for, while not unheard of, is something I would at least like to think is rare. How is it that Cupcakes is closer to Pinkie Pie's character than MLD is to Rainbow Dash's character? You can't really sink lower than "psychopathic murderer" without trying pretty damn hard to destroy a character. And at last, we come to MLD's most greivous insult to literature: its writing style. There is simply no way to defend this fic's writing style. While we've already established that when your characters never actually do anything, it should come as no surprise that nothing is ever accomplished, the shit still doesn't end there. None of the major events (with the exception of the last one) actually occur "on-screen." We are simply told of their occurrance long after the fact. You may have heard the Anton Chekhov quote "Don't tell me the moon is shining, show me the glint of moonlight of a pane of broken glass." My Little Dashie prefers to simply give you a spreadsheet of lunar phases over the last year. Why is LOB's first flight relegated to no more description than "she flew"? Why does the NASCAR part focus only on the planning, and never let us see the event itself? One might make the argument that it's supposed to be a "journal" or sorts, but then why is the "cry now" scene (which takes up half the damn fic, BTW) written normally? Why isn't that also part of a journal? It really gives you the sense that the author was single-minded, that he just wanted to breeze through all that story stuff to get to the manipulation. That he didn't actually give a damn about having any sort of plot. In conclusion, I despise everything about this fanfic. But though I loathe its very existence, but I'm still glad I read it. I consider myself something of a writer, and as a writer, I need to understand not only how to make a great story, but also how to make a terrible story. And My Little Dashie is a terrible story. It is a cautionary tale for all writers, a wake-up call for anyone who would use cliches and manipulation over legitimate storytelling. I just hope my plea has not fallen on deaf ears.
  13. I figured I should make a fan club dedicated to the fanfiction that is My Little Dashie. Feel free to post pictures, videos or stories you find (or wrote) here.
  14. so , today i just finished read my little dashie story from internet , and i just thinking if it compare with Pokemon Mystery Dungeon , which the best story ? Pokemon Mystery Dungeon or My little dashie ? I need your feedback , so i can have the answer ! If you don't know what's Pokemon Mystery Dungeon ? so i just suggest to leave. OR ... if you intrested , you can watch Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Ending , or just search in wikipedia. so then , LET'S THE BATTLE BEGIN !! ( i already played Pokemon Mystery Dungeon before , so, i think Pokemon Mystery Dungeon is the best sad story +the best sad soundtrack ) Here the cover of Pokemon Mystery Dungeon : Her for My Little Dashie : NOTE : I love both of them , i just wanna to compare them .
  15. Any fanfics out there that are sadder than My Little Dashie? I've read countless but but none have even made my eyes water. So, do you know any that are at least as sad as MLD or if not more?
  16. Original script by: http://thebiganimation.deviantart.com/ Story by: http://battlemuffins.deviantart.com/ Amazing cover art by: http://sixpathoffrie...t.com/#/d5h22y4 ++++++++++++ It's Okay to be a Brony There are plenty of reasons why a guy would want to hide the fact that he is a brony. But one should not have to hide who they are because of what others will think. I came to this realization about a month ago. I am tired of hiding who I am, I'm a brony dammit, and proud of it! ------ The breath left my body as the fist drove hard into my stomach. My eyes crossed as I took a blow to the face. Now on my knees, I lifted my arms up in an attempt to shield myself from the brutal beating. I would have called for help, but they followed me from school. Why do people get bullied for being different or liking something that someone else doesn't? "Keep out of our way girly boy," sneered the larger as he kicked me real hard in the ribs. "We would hate to accidentally hit a girl." "What a loser," the other chimed in. "What kind of guy likes my little pony? I'm totally telling everyone about this," he chuckled as he snapped a picture of me on his phone. They left laughing about the girly boy who likes ponies while I just laid there and cried. I expected to get beat up, so I wasn't surprised. Only thing left to do is try to show people that bronies aren't bad. ------ I told my parents what had happened, they threatened to go to the principal to have the boys expelled, but I told them no. That's not what I was trying to do. I want to make people more tolerant of bronies, not hate us more. For a little while I was made fun of still, and I got bullied around a bit more. But soon, some people started to give it a chance. After that, it was just a matter of time until the magic of friendship seeped into those around me. I gave each new brony a brohoof and told them "Welcome to the herd!" Soon, bronies started to pop up all over the place. After a few weeks, the bullying completely subsided. After all, who wanted to mess with a large group of people who believe in real friendship? ------ I just turned sixteen a few months ago, and had finally, after weeks of trying, talked my parents into letting me get a part time job. "I hear that Toys R Us in town is looking to hire," said my dad, trying to avoid my mothers evil gaze. He didn't have a problem with me getting a job, in fact he encouraged it. It was my mom who was actually against it. Since I had gotten beaten up that first time only about two months ago, she was reluctant to have me leave the house. "Maybe you could try there-" "Or you could just stay home and focus on your schoolwork!" butted in mommy dearest. I knew she had my best interests at heart, but I'm not a kid anymore. "Mom, I told you, I am perfectly capable of juggling school and work. Please, let me do this." After a moment or two of silence and soul-crushing eye contact, she nodded her head and slumped in her chair defeated. I turned to my dad, "Thanks Dad, I'll be sure to check there first." ------ I thought back on this conversation as I strode down the sidewalk. Eager to make a good first impression, I wore some nice clothes. I had put on my blue button up shirt and a nice pair of jeans. I had done some research a few days before and found out that Toys R Us had a brand new Brony section. That took the cake, I instantly knew where I wanted to work. I had to stay composed for the interview though, I didn't want to seem as though I was only there for the employee discount for cheaper My Little Pony products. I wanted this job so I could help support my family, anything else would just be an added bonus. I looked up to the multicolored sign above the sliding glass entryway that hopefully was to be my new job. I took a deep breath and slowly let it out as I took my first step into the store. Looking around, I was a bit nervous and my hands began to get sweaty, so I wiped them on my jeans. I calmly walked up to the help desk. As I approached, the attendant looked up and turned her monitor ever so slightly. "Yes, may I help you?" asked the woman. My voice cracking slightly under the pressure, each new word sounded as if a dog were ripping into a chew toy. "Yes," I looked at her name tag, "Angeline, I would like to apply for a job here, may I have an application?" "I can administer the interview right here. First question, you're not one of those bronies right? You're not just some guy trying to get a job here for access to all the new stuff? You wouldn't be the first," she said rather curtly. I looked behind her to an open double door. Everything around seemed to fade away into blackness, save for a spot of light. My vision seemed to zoom in on this light, with triumphant musical atmosphere filling my head. The boxes upon boxes of My Little Pony products were so enticing. Realizing I may start to drool soon, I snapped out of it. I'm not sure if it was the pressure of the interview, or the reflexive impulse to hide the fact that I'm a brony when I replied to her. "No ma'am, I am absolutely not a brony." As the words exited my mouth, it happened as if on cue, as if destiny itself were out to ruin me. My cellphone rang, blaring the My Little Pony theme song from season two. How could I have forgotten to silence it? Or at least put it on vibrate. I looked up to Angeline to receive a very powerful smirk that read, 'not a brony huh? Seems like it to me'. I held up my finger, the international gesture for her to hold on a moment while I scream at whoever may have just destroyed my chances at working here. "Hello?" "Hey it's Sam! What's up man?" "Now's not the best time." "I just wanted to know if you wanted to come over for the My Little Pony season premiere" I looked up to see Angeline sneering at me. My phones volume was too loud and she could hear the conversation. "No Sam, I absolutely do not want to watch that!" I turned around and finished in a hushed tone, "Text me the date." I abruptly turned back to the counter and cleared my throat. As our eyes met, I could tell she had absolutely no doubt that I was a brony. "Not a brony huh?" she asked smugly. I thought about this for a moment. As I did, I started to get a little angry. I'm not going to let all the work I've done go to waste, people need to learn to love and tolerate. "So what if I am a brony? There's nothing wrong with it. We're proud people who have done nothing wrong." "Look I'm sorry, but current managerial policy is we are not to accept bronies. As far as we know, you just want discounts for you and your friends and leave soon after. We have no reason to want to hire you." "That's ridiculous! I just want a job! I'm a hard worker!" "Look I just work here, take it up with the chief. It's not my decision, I just follow the rules." I became infuriated with this. "Fine whatever!" I screamed as I stormed out of the store. That night, I sat at my computer, browsing the My Little Pony forums. I had posted what happened earlier, to see if people had some advice. Most of the replies were angry ones that stated they would never go to that store again. A few said in all caps for me to do something about it. But what can I do? I'm one person. My vision of the computer screen began to blur, and my eyelids began to droop. My head hurt a bit, so I decided it was time to get in bed. I turned off my computer and lay down. As I drifted off to sleep, one thought raced over and over again in my mind. Take it up with the chief... ------ My eyes shot open to a bright summer morning, I knew what had to be done. I got dressed and quickly ate breakfast. I told my parents I was going out and ran out the door. I could barely contain myself, I half ran all the way back down to Toys R Us. In front of the store, I stopped and leaned against the wall to catch my breath. Once again, I took a deep breath and let it out as I walked through the doors. I walked over to the help desk wearing a very determine look. Apparently I must have seemed a little menacing because Angeline picked up the phone and started talking into it. "Security, we have a pro-" "Whoa whoa, I'm not here to cause trouble, I would just like to talk with your manager." She pondered this for a moment, and decided I was true to my word. She spoke a few more words into the phone and proceeded to hang it up. "Alright then, follow me." She wound me around to the back of the store. As we walked, I started to look at a few things. I noticed the games, the legos, and some My Little Pony trading cards. As luck would have it, Miss Angeline turned to see if I was still behind her the very instant I looked to the cards. She shook her head and continued walking. My face became hot to the point where, had this been a cartoon, I would have been steaming. We came to a halt in front of a large, lovely polished wooden door. As nice as it was, it was very foreboding, and not so inviting at all. Angeline knocked as she slowly opened the door. "Mr. Sykes, that brony I was telling you about yesterday is back." She turned to me. "Go on in." I slowly walked in and examined the room. There wasn't much to it, blue walls, a large desk, and his personal amenities. The manager sat in his chair and read the newspaper, not even acknowledging my existence. I cleared my throat to get his attention. His eyes drew up at me and he sighed. "You're back huh?" he said in an exasperated tone. "Why exactly?" I looked at him for a good long time, letting his appearance sink in. He had dark brown hair that fell just above his ears and a thick beard that covered most of his face. He wore a long sleeved Toys R Us shirt, ever so lightly spotted with a few coffee stains here and there. He was not a large man, but seemed quite menacing nonetheless. Our eyes met and I refused to back down. "I would like a job here." "Look son, I reserve the right to choose who I do and who I don't hire. And I'm choosing not to hire you, end of story." He leaned back in his chair a bit. "Why, because I'm a brony?" "Yes." he said with a stern look on his face as he shifted his body back toward me. "What's wrong with being a brony! I don't see the damn problem-" He put his hand up to stop me, and set his paper down, and placed his hands on his desk with his fingers interlaced. "Look kid, I'm sure you've got good intentions, but your little group is...how can I say this nicely? Creepy and a little obsessive. We've got priorities here, and we aren't just going to hire some fanatic who just want's to use their employee discount to buy stuff and then leave when they have what they want." "So you're judging me personally based on how you think a group of people act with no evidence?" "Well when you put it like that it just makes it sound-" "And I love a children's show, you sell children's toys, where's the problem? Obviously I would be good at selling them. What other priorities could you possibly have?" "It's like I said earlier, I'm sure you have good intentions, but shouldn't a kid like you be into, I don't know, the Avengers or something? Video games maybe?" "Oh I get it! It's got something to do with my sexuality doesn't it? You're worried about that?" I yelled. "I didn't say that!" "I knew it, everyone who sees a male brony just assumes they're a homosexual because they like a kid's show. Well let me tell you something! The pony fandom is a proud group of people. We've even started a charity, we try to help the world! We give and expect nothing back. Lots of people support us. All we do is wanna have fun. Why can't people like you let us do that? I can't tell you how many times I've been beaten up in the past few months because of people like you!" I practically screamed. My voice was strained as I tried to hold back tears of frustration. "Look, I didn't mean it like that at all. My son is a brony, I find it very creepy, but I know he isn't like you said, and I don't think you are either." he stammered. My anger subsided a little as I heard this. "Wait, your son is a brony?" "Yeah, don't mention it, ever. Ever since he found the show, he has been obsessed with these ponies. I always hear nonstop, Pinkie Sparkle this and Rainbow Jack that. A couple weeks ago, I wanted to talk to him about maybe getting a job here, but no, all he wants to do is sit in his room and draw ponies!" "So you're taking your anger from your son out on other bronies? That's not fair! You can't do that!" "I can do whatever I want, I'm the manager here, not you," he huffed, returning to his previous state. "Why don't you just let your kid enjoy what he wants to enjoy? You shouldn't try stop him from liking my little pony if he wants to. When he wants to open up let him, don't try to force him into stuff. And-wow, is that a drawing that he did?" Mr. Sykes turned to where I was pointing. On the wall directly behind him was a drawing of a man. This man stood atop a hill with his foot raised on a rock, holding a sword in the air. The sky was a mixed color of black and red, a terrible storm. Lightning met the end of the sword, but the man seemed to be unfazed. Bright yellow letters on the hill read "Super Father", it was then that I realized the man in the picture did resemble Mr. Sykes, only the muscles were a little exaggerated. "Oh, yeah, he did draw that. He gave it to me about a year ago." As Mr. Sykes rambled on about how good of an artist his son is and how proud he is of him aside from him being a brony, I started to think. That may have been the first time I saw that picture, but I had seen that art style before. I rummaged around in my brain for a moment, and then it hit me as hard as a buck from Apple Jack. "Mr. Sykes, do you know if your son happens to have a Deviant Art account?" Mr. Sykes rested his head on his hands. "Don't even get me started with how much time he spends on that site." "No, Mr. Sykes, this is a good thing! Your son is amazing! He has millions of fans and frequently participates in Bronies For Good!" I exclaimed. "Bronies For Good?" "Yes! It's this charity organization that a group of bronies have put together. They raise money to donate to people all over the world like Uganda, to help buy children food and medical supplies." "Oh...really?" "Yeah they raise tons of money, and your son contributes a lot, he is pretty famous in the brony community." "That's pretty impressive," he paused to think, "I-I had no idea." "Well, maybe you shouldn't be so quick to judge. And realize that just because you don't completely agree with something, doesn't mean it doesn't belong." "Maybe I was a little too harsh on him about the whole thing, and you." he lowered his head. "Don't beat yourself up about it. Just try to be more tolerant and understanding. You could try supporting him. Tell him it's okay to be a brony" He stood up so fast he almost flipped his chair. "You're right! Maybe I was wrong about you and your group. You're all right kid. You know what? How about you come back tomorrow, and I will personally administer an interview for a fair chance at a job?" My cheeks began to tighten as the corners of my mouth practically touched my eyes. "Sure thing Mr. Sykes, you won't regret this!" I turned and left the office. My head was swimming. In a short amount of time, I had managed to turn someone who was completely against bronies, into a potential brony. Welcome to the herd Mr. Sykes, I thought as I smiled even more. On my way out, I passed the help desk. That was when I noticed something. Angeline was too immersed in her computer to see me come up. When I looked at her computer, I found that she was reading a My Little Pony comic on Deviant Art. "My, my, what do we have here?" I asked playfully. "Nothing!" she quickly jerked her monitor away, "It's none of your business!" I looked at her and just chuckled. Being a brony seemed to be spreading quickly around here. I turned around and began walking toward the doors. On my way, I called back to her. "Welcome to the herd my friend." Welcome to the herd.
  17. *Walks into Toys R Us* Person: Hiya, I would like to apply for a job here, can I have a resume- Cashier: Okay first question, are you a brony who just wants to apply to see our MLP section in the back? *Panel shot there’s a whole bunch of MLP toys in the storage room and the door’s wide open, in the PERSON’s mind the area is GLOWING.* *Person’s eye twitches* Person: No- of course not! *Slaps-self* I am absolutely NOT a brony! *My little pony theme song rings on their cellphone* *Person slaps self again, his forehead gets even redder* *the cashier is smirking, she’s leaning up against the counter looking like ‘uh-huh’.* Sam: Hiya George wanna watch Season’s 3’s livestream with me- George: NO SAM NO I DO NOT- *in a whisper voice* maybe later kays? *The cashier’s face is like ‘oh you got some explaining to do.* George: What’s wrong with being a brony? We’re a proud people! *The cashier face-palms.* Cashier: take it up with the chief, it’s not my decision, not my rules, look pal, I just work here. *Next shot, George is at home. He’s browsing some MLP forum.* George: Like OMG, totally! They snubbed me! I KNOW! *George leans back and sighs he looks at the celling and then begins to think what the cashier said.* George thinking: take it up with the chief…huh… *The next day George comes back to Toys R US* *Cashier brings out pepper spray.* George: Whoa hold it lady; I just want a friendly chat with your manager, no harm done. *She lowers the pepper spray.* *George is lead into the back.* Cashier: BOSS, the brony’s back! *She quickly exists the room and he give she a nasty snarl.* *The manager is twirled around in his chair and reading a newspaper, he’s not looking at George, and George is upset.* Manager: Huh, you comin back boy? George: What’s wrong with bronies? I don’t see the damn problem- *The manager turns around in his seat and places the paper down. He sighs.* Manager: Listen kid, your intentions are good, but your fanbase is well, creepy. We’ve got priorities here. George: I LOVE a children’s show, this is a TOY STORE; what priorities can you possibly have that I don’t meet? The manager: …. like I said, your intentions are good in all, but you’re eighteen correct? Can’t you, I dunno, like the avengers or something? George: Ooh I got it, it has something to do with my sexuality! Your worried about THAT! Manager: I didn’t say that! George: I knew it, everyone who sees a male brony thinks they’re a gay faggot! Well lemme tell you something mister, the pony fandom is a proud group of people. We’ve even started a charity and we never expected anything from it, we didn’t want anything in return, but lots of people supported us. All we do is wanna have fun. Why can’t people let us do that? Manager: …. look, I’ll confess, my son, he’s a well, brony and I find it creepy- George: WELCOME TO THE HEARD! My brethren, welcome thee! Manager: Yeah, yeah, don’t mention it kid, really. Don’t mention it. Ever since he’s been obsessed with these… ponies… this one pink one, Pinkie Pie? Whatever, it’s been getting on my nerves, I wanted to ask him stuff, but all he wants to do is draw ponies. George: So you’re taking your rage from your son out on other bronies? That’s not cool man. You shouldn't do that. Manager: I know; I know it! George: Well, just let your kid enjoy what he wants to enjoy. You shouldn’t stop him from enjoying my little pony if he wants to. When he wants to open up let him, don’t force him into stuff. And wow- is that a drawing that he did? *Sees a picture of a manga character in the background the manager turns around.* Manager: Uh, yeah, it is, he’s a great artist- George: I recognize that artwork! Oh my god, he’s that one guy from DeviantART! Manager: Oh boy… George: No no no, this is a GOOD THING, your son is amazing! He participated in Bronies For Good, he did a bunch of stuff! Manager: Bronies for good? George: Yeah! It’s an amazing charity that’s for kids in Uganda. He helped contribute artwork to the cause. Manager: I had no idea…. look kid; I’m sorry about that, come back tomorrow and I’ll have a proper resume filled out for ya okay? George: Sure thing! *George walks out of the office and sees the cashier reading a MLP comic on her computer.* George: My, my what do we have here? Cashier: NOTHING, it’s none of your business- *George laughs* George: Welcome to the heard, my fellow brony~ END. ++++++++++++++ Okay seriously this was a dumb idea I just randomly thought of, in a dream >_< so please be easy on me XD!
  18. I have been working a little on a fanfic that I'd like to call "My Lil' Vinyl". As most of you can guess, it is going to follow the pattern of "My Little Dashie," but I'm going to mix it up, add a few things here and there, and, because Vinyl's a Unicorn and not a Pegasus, that will also change the story a bit right there. Now, I'm expecting some people to not like my idea, saying, "Don't mess with a great story!" or "Stop using the same old storyline over and over!" but you know what, I'm gonna try, and I'd like to know what your input on this idea would be, constructive or deconstructive criticizm, I don't care, just tell me what you think, I'm all ears.
  19. I've read My Little Dashie before, and I'm getting kind of sick of everyone expecting me to think its so sad. I've told people before that I never really got anything from it, and they usually replied: "What is wrong with you?" Or "You have no soul." I don't like to believe that i'm a soulless husk, because I have cried at a lot of things before. (the end of the dark knight rises.) So I read it again to try to find what people liked so much in it, and still nothing came to me. So im asking you, am I a bad person because I dislike something everyone else likes, or is there something im missing? what did you find so sad about it? (if you found the fic to be sad, that is.) everyone told me that I am a heartless bastard just because I didnt find a fanfic to be as good as everyone says. If I could find one brony, just one brony that didnt find it sad, maybe I would feel more normal. I know almost every brony with at least a double-digit IQ has read this, and am I the only one that thought it wa s waste of time? So all in all, what is wrong with me and what do you find sad about it?
  20. I know there is already a topic about MLD, but this one's going to be a bit different So, I've just read My Little Dashie (yeah, I'm still crying), and I have some weird theory about it. I think everyone would agree that this kind of story's not possible - ponies are just cartoon and they're not real (I know, it's sad). But, in my opinion, this story will become fully realistic if we take it in different way. Ok, so let say that main character has mental illness. It's possible since he's constantly dealing with loneliness and depression. He also has huge urge to have a real pony. Thus, I think he hasn't found Dashie - he only imagined her. Call it Tulpa, imaginary friend, or whatever you want. Note that nobody but main character has seen Dashie. I know, the city isn't very crowded, but she is a flying Pegasus! It's impossible that she has remained unnoticed for 15 years! I think that's another evidence that Rainbow Dash exists only in main character's mind. Let's talk about ending now. After Dashie returns to her world we can notice that everything look like she has never existed in our world. I think this is the moment in which main character becomes a little more sane. He still remembers all that "happened" but he begin to perceive world normally. The only sign of Rainbow's existence is her letter, but I think it's possible that he wrote it and then convince himself that it's from Dashie. I don't know if author meant it or is it just my crazy analyzing but I think in this way MLD becomes much more valuable - It's not only a depressing story about man who loses his "daughter", but a story about a man who can no longer deal with sad, depressing and gray reality, so he enters the world of fantasy and is no longer capable of seeing a difference between real and imaginary world. Oh, I didn't expect it to be so long. Anyway, tell me what do you think about it? Is it possible or is it just my stupid theory?
  21. So today I finished my very first original song, which I decided to make as a tribute to my favorite fan fiction, My Little Dashie. I was originally going to make it a PMV, but decided to just keep it as a song. I titled it "Not A Mare Of Many Words" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ldXU6XJXTyw Now, if this song were to be put over the story, it would begin right after Dashie and the others disappear from Dad's house. He walks around to find all evidence of Dashie gone, then goes to the photo album. He finds and reads Dashie's farewell note when the piano part starts. after he reads the note, he puts it back in the book, and turns the page to see a filly Dashie smiling back at him. This is where the song ends. Please leave some feedback for me, as this is the very first song I wrote on my own. Thanks for listening! ~Derpy Dash Made with Reaper and Sony Vegas
  22. I've read the fanfic over and over and I loved every bit of it I was just wondering if anypony knew where i can get a book version of it.
  23. Another partial-request. It's something I've always wanted to do: Make a song inspired by "My Little Dashie", my favorite fanfic ever. This song, "15 Years", is part of a pony-based music project that will be split up into three E.P.'s. Each of them will be based on one of the 3 main pony species: the Pegasi, the Earth Ponies, and the Unicorns. This one will be on the Pegasi "Sky" E.P. as it has to do with Rainbow Dash. So yeah. Enjoy.