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  1. The smell of freshly baked bread gently tickled Sandbar’s nose as he opened the door to Sugarcube Corner. The warmth of the store felt good compared to the chill winter air outside. He wiped the snow off his hooves on the wet welcome mat. The jingle of the bell let the staff know there was a customer. A bushy-haired pink pony popped up from behind the counter. “Oh boy, a customer. Oh, hi Sandbar. What brings you here today? Looking for some delicious holiday cookies? Here, try one.” Pinkie Pie offered a tray of sugar cookies to Sandbar. The cookies were shaped like holly, trees, and apples. They were covered with red or green frosting and sprinkles. Sandbar tried one and he liked the way that the sprinkles crunched between his teeth. “Mmm, thank you, Miss Pie.” “Oh please, we’re not in school now. You don’t have to call me Miss Pie. Call me Pinkie.” Then Pinkie got an inquisitive look on her face. “Unless you’re trying to tell me that you miss pie! Do you miss pie, Sandbar? Because I miss pie too sometimes. But I usually keep a spare pie around, just in case. Here, let me find you a pie.” She was about to turn to go into the kitchen, but Sandbar stopped her. “Oh, no, uh, Miss Pinkie. I’m not here for pie. Actually, I need a cake.” “Ooo, a cake! What kind of cake? We have chocolate, double chocolate, half double chocolate, which is a lot like regular chocolate.” Pinkie put her hoof to her chin in thought. Luckily, this distraction stopped her from listing every cake in the bakery. “Well, actually, it’s kind of for a special occasion,” Sandbar replied. “Oh, special occasions are my specialty! What is it, a birthday, a cute-ceañera? Oh, how about a first-time-buying-a-special-occasion-cake cake? Those are almost as fun as a second-time-buying-a-special-occasion-cake cake.” Sandbar looked at the floor and rubbed his neck, like he was embarrassed. “Actually, it’s for a special some...one. Someone I like. Like, like like.” Pinkie got a twinkle in her eye. “Oh my gosh, those are the most special of all! A like like cake has to be just right. We can customize it so your special someone knows it’s just for them.” Pinkie got a note pad and pencil. “Now, tell me about this special someone.” Sandbar was beginning to feel more comfortable. “Her name is...” Pinkie held up a hoof. “Bup bup bup! Don’t tell me who it is! You have to keep it a secret. It’s just between you and her. I just need to know some things about her. Her good qualities, what you like about her.” Pinkie was an expert at making like like cakes. In fact, Rainbow Dash had come in last week for one. Although it was pretty obvious who it was for the moment Dash mentioned what her special somepony liked. Sandbar thought for a moment. “Well, she’s kind, strong. You can always count on her. She has a big heart.” Pinkie was scribbling notes. “Mm hm, right, got it. Ok, I will get started on this right away.” She hopped away, going into the kitchen. “It should be ready tomorrow morning, if that’s ok. These things take time.” “Oh, that’s fine. I’ll be back then. Thank you!” Sandbar called to her as she disappeared into the other room. He stood alone in the front area, looking around at the various pastries on display. He sighed and turned to leave. That was one item off his list. He went back outside, the bell jingling again. He inhaled the cold air. The sky was clear and the sun felt warm on his skin. Even though it was cold enough to see his breath the sun felt good and Sandbar loosened his coat. His next stop was Carousel Boutique. It was a nice walk, with the snow crunching under his hooves. The walk gave him more time to think. He had been planning this for months, waiting for the winter break. But now he was actually implementing his plan, and he felt nervous and excited at the same time. The boutique was decorated in traditional holiday trappings, with green garland hanging around the roof and red bows on the corners. The sidewalk was newly cleared and his hooves clacked on the cold pavement. He opened the door and entered. There was holiday music quietly playing, and the smell of incense was a contrast to the smell of baked goods he had smelled earlier. He felt a little uncomfortable because he wasn’t particularly into fashion. He couldn’t tell the difference between cheap clothes and high fashion. From the back room he heard the sing-song voice of Rarity, “Be right there, dear!” He did his best to wipe his hooves on the rug. After a moment an elegant unicorn came out of the back room. She was wearing her glasses and had a measuring tape around her neck. “Oh, well hello Sandbar. What brings you here this afternoon?” He stammered a little, “Well, uh, I’m looking for a gift for someone.” “Oooh, a gift? How wonderful. What do you have in mind? And please, make yourself comfortable. You can hang your coat there on the rack.” She pointed to a coat rack. Sandbar took his coat off and hung it on the rack. “Well, I was thinking something like a scarf.” “Oh, that sounds like a good idea. A lovely scarf is perfect for this time of year. Let me show you what we have to work with.” She went to a section of her shop where there were scarves and mittens hanging on some racks and shelves. “These are just the base. We can modify these to make a perfect, personalized gift. Let’s start with colors. What color is her coat, mane, and eyes?” “Well, light brown, dark brown, and gray.” Sandbar smiled. Rarity went to a desk that was littered with ribbons, gems, and various other bits and bobs. She picked up some ribbon. “Maybe some blue. Hmm.” Sandbar followed her. “I’m sure anything you come up with is fine.” She turned to him, “Oh, darling, it’s not just a matter of throwing some random things together. It has to be crafted, created! Each piece is custom made.” Sandbar wondered if his gift would be ready in time. “Uh, yeah. Well, I trust your decision.” Rarity was already comparing fabrics and getting lost in her work. “Hmm? Oh, yes, right. Don’t worry, dear, leave everything to me.” “Great. Uh, when will it be ready?” Rarity thought for a moment. “Oh, this should be ready tomorrow afternoon. How does that sound?” Sandbar smiled. “Perfect! I’ll be back tomorrow. Thanks Rarity.” “Don’t mention it. Now, off with you! I have work to do!” She giddily got to work on her latest project. Sandbar retrieved his coat and left the boutique. He had accomplished his tasks for the day. The school Hearths Warming party was in two days. He planned to give the gift then. Now he had to think of what to say and build his courage. He inhaled the brisk air. He had some thinking to do. The next day passed without incident. Sandbar picked up his cake from Sugarcube Corner. Pinkie Pie had put it in a box tied up with a ribbon. “Don’t worry,” she explained, “she will like it. You might say like like it, hehehe!” Rarity put the scarf in a package, also tied with a ribbon. “Magnificent, simply wonderful,” she explained. “I’m sure she will adore it.” Sandbar took the items home. The party was tomorrow, but he was too nervous to sleep. He decided to go for a walk. It was now dark, but he liked the night. The temperature had fallen, but there was no breeze so it didn’t feel so cold. Sandbar zipped up his coat and pulled his hat tight. The night was cold and quiet. He started walking toward the edge of town, where the lights couldn’t quite breach the darkness of the woods. He followed a walking trail into a copse of trees. The trail led to a small ledge with a good view of town. There was minimal cloud cover and the sky held a half moon. There was just enough light for him to find his way. His breath formed clouds that quickly dissipated. The dark was inviting. He felt secure in his coat, a barrier from the outside. It was quiet, except for the crunch of snow under his hooves. Though it was cold, the walk warmed him. He even loosened his coat. He found a rock to sit on. It was a nice place to be alone with one’s thoughts. The lights of the houses twinkled and smoke floated out of a few chimneys. There was a lot on his mind, yet he couldn’t form a thought. He just wanted to relax. A shadow flew over him, silently, yet conspicuously. He looked up to his right and the figure silently came to a rest next to him. “Dost thou wish to be alone on this lovely night, or wouldest thou deign to share thine thoughts?” Sandbar gasped and stammered, “Princess Luna! No, uh, yes, uh, I mean, please, sit down. I mean, if you want to.” “Please, young pony, relax,” Luna sat next to him. She was wearing a dark purple hood with white fur lining. She exuded a regal air. “I do so love the night in winter.” She stared into the sky. Sandbar wasn’t sure if he was supposed to respond to that comment, so he said simply, “Yeah, it’s pretty.” They sat quietly for a moment, then Luna looked to him, “What troubles you, my young pony?” He felt a little nervous. “What makes you think something is troubling me?” She smiled, “I’ve watched your dreams lately.” He felt embarrassed. She placed a hoof on his shoulder. “Do not worry. I only get impressions. Only on important situations do I enter one’s dreams. I respect your privacy.” Sandbar felt better. “Well, nothing. I mean, just this Hearths Warming party tomorrow.” “And what about this party makes your so nervous?” She asked. “Well, it’s not the party, it’s about who’s going to be at the party.” He felt foolish talking about such things with a Princess. He felt like a foal talking about trivial problems with somepony who bore the weight of a kingdom on her shoulders. He thought that he should be using more sophisticated language. But what was he going to say? “There is one fair maiden who hath caught mine fancy. Words fail even the world-weary poets. Oh, my dearest Princess, I am at a loss and my soul aches.” Instead, all he could muster was: “There’s a girl I like. Like like.” His face flushed in embarrassment. “I don’t know if I can tell her how I feel. I might just not even go to the party.” Luna responded softly, her voice comforting. “The dream realm is my domain, but I am no stranger to matters of the heart. My young pony, listen to your heart and have no fear. Just tell her how you feel.” Sandbar shrugged. “Sure, but what if she doesn’t feel the same way? I can’t handle that.” Luna replied, “Do not let fear block your path. I can tell you that living with regret is one of the hardest things. Tis far better to live with rejection than to live with the doubt of not knowing what might have been.” He thought about that for a moment and his mood changed. “Yeah, I suppose you’re right.” “Approach everything with confidence. You will fail, many times. Even I have failed at times. But you will learn. Your failures will make you stronger, but your successes will set you on a path to even greater things.” He nodded. “Yeah, I guess I have nothing to lose. And maybe she’ll like me back.” Luna smiled. “You have much to think about and look forward to. I shall take my leave of you tonight. Good luck, my young friend.” She spread her wings and lifted into the air. Sandbar watched her disappear into the night. He decided it was time to go home. He was now more excited than anxious for the party. The school’s cafeteria was decorated with some balloons and streamers. Those were a requirement with any party that Pinkie Pie planned. But in comparison to other events, this one was more subdued. The tone of the party was more relaxed and calm. Hearths Warming was a holiday where ponies spent a nice time with friends and family; it was not typically a time to part-tay, as such. There were tables with food and drinks. The students had decorated a tree with baubles and lights. Ponies mingled with family and friends from outside of Equestria. They swapped stories, told anecdotes, and generally enjoyed the afternoon as it turned into evening. Sandbar had brought his gifts and placed them on a table with other gifts. Traditionally ponies would trade gifts later in the evening. It was getting late and some ponies had already done so with friends and family. Sandbar spent much of the party trying to build his courage. He would see the target of his affection chatting with a group. He would attempt to join the conversation, but would slink away. He had almost told himself that his endeavor was a bust. Some ponies were even starting to leave as the party was winding down. He began to lose confidence. He felt a fool for buying gifts that wouldn’t be given. He went to the snack table and poured himself some cider. Tilting his head back, he downed it in one gulp. But as he was swallowing the tart drink, he glanced at a mural painted high on the wall. It was a stylized picture of Princesses Celestia and Luna. The memory of the previous night flashed into his mind. Suddenly, his mood changed. Confidence flooded back into him. Luna’s words echoed in his mind: that living with regret is one of the hardest things. He put the cup down, retrieved his packages from the table, and searched the room for who he had tried to avoid much of the evening. There she was, talking to a classmate. His heart was racing as he strode to her. She and the classmate noticed him. “Hi Sandbar,” she said. “Hello,” he replied. He looked at the classmate, whose name he couldn’t recall at the moment. He smiled and politely said, “Hi, would you mind if I spoke to Yona privately? Thank you.” The classmate nodded and waved goodbye to her friend. When he was alone with her, he spoke with confidence. “Hello Yona. I’m sorry I haven’t spent much time with you tonight. But I’m glad we can talk now.” “Yona also is sorry she didn’t see much of you tonight,” she said in her charming accent. He held out the gifts. “These are for you,” she took the package with the scarf and opened it. She smiled. “Oh, Yona likes. It’s a, a. What is it?” Sandbar laughed. “It’s a scarf. Here, let me show you.” He wrapped the scarf around her neck. Being that close to her made his heart skip a beat. “It keeps you warm in the cold, see?” Yona was happy. “Oh, Sandbar is thinking about Yona’s well-being in the cold. That means so much. In Yakyakistan, giving someone clothing means you are very close friends.” Sandbar beamed at that. “That’s good. I feel that we are very close friends.” Their eyes met for a moment, then they both blushed and turned away. “Oh, and I have a cake for you.” “Yona likes cake too,” Yona said and they both laughed. He placed the cake on a nearby table and opened the box. “It looks yummy.” Sandbar retrieved forks and gave one to Yona. “It’s a special cake. It’s a, um.” He hesitated. Yona gave him a questioning look. He took a deep breath. “It’s a like like cake. A Pinkie Pie specialty.” Yona was confused. “What means this like like cake?” Sandbar looked at her and said confidently. “It’s made for someone that you like like. You know? That special person that you want to be your close friend. Yona, I like like you. I hope you feel the same way.” Saying it out loud was a surreal experience. He couldn’t believe he actually said it. But at the same time, it was a huge weight off of him. He said it and it was done. It was out there and now it was Yona’s turn to respond. If she rejected him, then what was lost? If she felt the same way, well, that was an even scarier prospect. Yona was not completely familiar with all pony customs and idioms. At first, she didn’t know what like like meant, but as she looked at Sandbar it began to dawn on her what he meant. Her expression went from confusion to mild embarrassment. She blushed and smiled, looking down at the floor. She was quiet when she spoke. “Nobody ever like liked Yona before. It makes Yona feel special.” “You are special to me, Yona.” Sandbar replied. “Yona not know how to respond.” “Just say what’s in your heart.” She looked up at him, “Yona’s heart says she also likes Sandbar.” No other phrase in history was so ambiguous. It could be taken in two completely different directions. Did she like Sandbar, or did she like like him? She didn’t say like like, but that didn’t preclude the possibility. He began to stammer, “Um, that’s good. I mean, like I said, I like you too, and…” Yona put her hoof to his mouth to silence him. “Yona like like you too, you silly pony.” She leaned in and kissed him softly. “Even if you talk too much sometimes, or not enough other times. Yona will teach you how to talk just the right amount.” Sandbar was stunned. He couldn’t believe it. He wanted to melt into the floor and explode through the ceiling. Fortunately, his body maintained its integrity. “Would you like to go for a walk? The night is lovely in the winter.” “Yona would like very much to walk with pony.” She kissed him again and they went out for a walk.
  2. Have any of you felt like you had feelings for characters you knew that weren't real? If so, don't be shy to share you feelings during the week of Valentines.
  3. Here is my entry. I hope everypony likes it. --------------------------------------------------------------- Sixty four years ago my grandfather, Golden Nugget, was a gold prospector in the Whispering Woods mountains. The mines and town no longer exist, officially being abandoned only twelve years after it was settled. The official story is that the gold and silver ran out, but many believe the mountains were cursed or haunted. There are many stories of strange activities, some more believable than others. I had the pleasure of interviewing my grandfather to document what he had witnessed. My grandfather is a no-nonsense, hard-working pony, who came from a generation of serious ponies. He is kind hearted, loving, and funny at times, but he is not the kind of pony to make up a story for the sake of attention. When he said something happened, it happened. Please listen to the interview with an open mind. B: Hello Grandpa, thank you for taking the time to tell your story. GN: I’m glad to. B: So, you’ve told me this story, parts of it, at different times. You’d tell it to me and dad, or me when I was a foal. I wasn’t sure if they were true at first. GN: But these stories are absolutely true. B: Let’s start at the beginning. Tell us about your time in Whispering Woods. Remember this is for everypony, so pretend I don’t know any of this story. GN: Right. Well, this was…sixty…four years ago. They had found gold a few years before that. Seemed like everypony was some way or another involved in the mining business. The government was handing out claims. I, along with three others, got ourselves a claim. B: Tell us about those other ponies you worked with. GN: There was Smokey, Twitchy, and Red. We was all about the same age. Young ponies looking to make a fortune prospecting. Anyway, we got ourselves a claim about a day’s hike down river from Washaway. B: That was the name of the town. Why did they call it Washaway? GN: Because the town was so slapdash that they said one good flood and it would get washed away. You see, you build your town close to the river and up stream. You use the river for water and transport, and as far upstream as possible so that any other camps are made downstream, so that you get the freshest water. B: What was the town like? GN: Not much to it. You had a couple stores for your food and supplies. Workshops, couple places to eat and drink, assayer’s office, post office, black smiths, a few rooms you could rent, and some offices and houses for officials and the more permanent residents. All wood shacks with mostly dirt floors. The café with the wood floor was considered the upscale establishment. B: What was it like to first get there and stake your claim? GN: It took us two days to haul our wagons up the dirt road. We was from Little Seed [a small settlement about forty miles from Ponyville], but I think Red was actually from Ponyville. First thing we did was take our paperwork to the town hall and register our claim. They gave us a map to our area. We had about twelve acres a day’s travel from town. B: Is that a long way from town? GN: Not as far as you’d think. That’s a day hiking through essentially a rabbit trail. Heavily wooded areas. But over time the trail got bigger and more worn, which made it easier. In our twelve acres there was about one of it that you could actually set up a cabin. So, we spent a few days just building that cabin, clearing brush and kind of settling in. B: Not to give away the story, but did you notice anything strange in those first few days? GN: No, nothing. Was just like camping, except more work. We had a couple tents until the cabin was built. Rough wood, stove, bought some old tables and stools. The plan was we would take turns going back to town for supplies. B: You were there how long, total? GN: Let’s see, the whole ordeal was maybe two and a half years. B: Tell us what it was like prospecting for gold. Give us a day-to-day picture. Was it hard work? It sounds rough. GN: Nah, not so bad really. Once the sluice was going, the day-to-day work was routine. You start digging your way inward from the river. You haul the dirt to the sluice and check for nuggets. B: And a sluice is basically a water powered device that separates gold from rocks? GN: Yes, pretty much. It has a shaker that settles out the heavier gold. B: And the idea is to find a rich vein of gold, and then bring in more serious digging equipment? GN: Yes. If you found gold, you would usually contract out a company with the equipment to mine it. Or you could just get smaller nuggets yourself, if there wasn’t enough to dig for. Or you could sell your claim. B: Sell it once you found gold, and let somepony else do the work? GN: Essentially, yes. You have all these small-time prospectors doing the initial exploratory work, which is time consuming. Then you cash out and sell a good claim to a bigger company. But that’s also a risk, because you don’t know how much you really have. You could think you have a small amount, sell it for a modest profit, and the big company could come in, dig, and find a whole lot more than expected. You missed out on selling for a lot more. B: But the flip side is, the big company can’t risk spending a lot on what could be a bust. And you don’t want to risk spending too much to dig yourself, if there’s nothing there. GN: Exactly. It’s all a gamble. I mean, if it were easy then everypony would do it. B: Right. Tell us what was the first indication of something odd happening there. GN: It was about a month after we got there. Apparently, somepony’s camp had been ransacked. His cabin had been raided and his gear broken. We thought there was a saboteur, trying to hurt other ponies’ work. B: Why might somepony do that? GN: Who knows. Jealousy, maybe try to scare ponies off their claims so they could take over. B: What was the conclusion on that case? GN: As far as I know, nothing was determined. It’s really hard to prove anything. We had to watch out for each other. You make friends and form alliances, in a way. There were some unwritten rules. Don’t tell ponies how successful you were, don’t go onto another claim, just be nice. B: Was there much crime otherwise? GN: Not a whole lot. We was all too busy to be causing trouble. Sometimes ponies would hit the cider too hard and spend a night in the pokey. B: But there was an old legend about the mountains. GN: Yes, the old legend. That’s how Whispering Woods got its name. They say that sometimes, when you’re alone in the woods, you hear whispers, like you was being watched. They said the spirits didn’t want you there messing with their mountains. I suppose they didn’t take kindly to us digging up half their mountain. B: Tell us about some of the stories that happened before your first strange occurrence. GN: A few of the same kinds of things, ponies’ camps getting trashed. Ponies would say they was being followed in the woods. Felt like they were being watched. Ponies started getting nervous after a while. B: What happened to you? GN: This was about two months in. We had everything running smooth, finding a few bits each day, nothing big. Enough to keep the operation going and make it worthwhile to stay. One night we were in the cabin eating and we heard something outside. We thought it was an animal, but it got real close to the cabin. It sounded like a pony walking around it, circling. We got all quiet and covered up the lamp. We had a couple open windows, and Red went to go look out. We could hear the hoofsteps, but didn’t see anything. The steps circled around once and stopped at the door. I thought maybe somepony had come to visit us for some reason, although that would have been very strange, especially at night. We just sat there, waiting for a knock on the door, but there never was. After a minute we looked at each other. Twitchy shrugged and went to the door. I grabbed the frying pan. I just had this bad feeling. He opened the door but there was nothing there. He stepped out, look around, but there was nothing. B: And no sound of hoofsteps leaving? GN: No, none. I tell you, I am one hundred percent certain we heard hoofsteps stop at that door. The ground is covered with branches, you’d have to be very careful to tip toe away without making a sound. And why bother being quiet then, if you’d already stomped your way up to the door. He closed the door and we all just stared at each other. B: What did you do then? GN: We talked about it for a bit, like, “You heard that, right?” “Yeah, there was definitely something out there.” “Did you heard him leave?” “No, I didn’t hear nothing.” Then we just finished our meal. For a while after that, we kept the doors and windows locked when we were there at night. B: Did you tell other ponies about this? GN: I think it was Red who was the next to go back to town, and he tried to get some information. He asked around, told our story. Apparently, a few others had similar experiences. At this point we all had figured there was some ponies trying to spook everypony. Like I said, maybe trying to scare somepony off their claim, maybe try to rob them. But nopony had gotten a look at anything. Not yet, anyway. B: What else happened, before the next big event? GN: Over the next few weeks, we would hear the hoofsteps almost every night. We tried looking out the window, opening the door right when the steps stopped there, but nothing. A couple times we called out, “Who’s there?” or, “You’d best leave. We got weapons. You’re looking for a heap of trouble.” But that didn’t seem to stop them. Then we started seeing lights outside. They were white balls, not orange like a lantern light. B: Will o’ the whisps? GN: Yeah, could be. We’d see three or four in a cluster, bobbing up and down in the woods at night. One night they’d be on the east side, the next night on the west. Different places each night. Four, five nights in a row. About a hundred feet into the woods. They would bob around, then go into the woods, like they were beckoning us to follow. Once, Red said he was going to see what they were, but I told him no. I just knew that if he went into those woods, we’d never see him again. He didn’t go, thank Celestia. B: Did you ever see the lights and hear the hoofsteps in the same night? GN: Hmm, yes, we did a few times. I don’t know what the connection was. Sometimes we heard the steps, sometimes saw the lights, sometimes both, but usually just one or the other. B: How long did this go on? GN: It lessened up a little, but it continued from then on, until the time I left. It would happen every few nights. Sometimes longer stretches with nothing. We kind of just got used to it. B: What did you see during the day? GN: During the day sometimes we would hear things. One time, I went into the woods to get some fire wood or something. I had lost sight of the cabin, due to the trees, but I knew where I was, not too far away. I heard somepony call my name, “Gold Nugget.” It was quiet, like maybe I didn’t hear right, you know? I looked around, didn’t see nothing. The others were back at the cabin, I think maybe somepony had even gone back to town that day. I went back to picking up wood and I heard it again. But this time the voice was deeper, darker. “Nugget!” like it was angry, and it was closer. I looked up quickly, but saw nothing. But it was quiet, too quiet. There were no sounds from animals. Anypony who’s spent time in the woods knows that when the animals stop making noise, something’s wrong. I stood there quietly. I had this intense feeling that I was being watched. I was starting to get scared. I slowly looked around. Did I see something in the trees, or was it my imagination? I took the bundle of wood that I had and quickly made my way back to camp. But when I tried to orient myself, I couldn’t figure out where I was. Now understand, I had been around this area a hundred times. I wasn’t that far from the cabin. I knew the trails we had cut, all I had to do was follow them, but for some reason I felt lost. I started to panic, I had this overwhelming urge to run, but I knew I couldn’t just take off in a random directly. So, I started walking back the way I had come, best I could figure, and hoped it was the right way. I kept looking behind me because I just had this feeling I was being followed. I started trotting as fast as I could without breaking into a full sprint. Thankfully, I found the campsite. Smokey was there, cutting wood or something. He asked me, “what’s wrong? You look like you were being chased by timber wolves.” I told him I just panicked and I don’t know why, like I felt like I was being chased. He looked at me serious like and said he had the same experience some time before. We told the others, and we decided not to go into the woods farther than we could see the cabin. B: Ponies seem to have an extra sense about certain things, don’t they? Some ponies would say it’s superstition, but you don’t think so? GN: No, it’s definitely real. I think we’ve all felt it one time or another. A pony doesn’t just panic for no reason. Not when you weigh in all the other factors. B: When things started to get strange, how did this affect your trips back to town? You were a day’s hike away? GN: By this point we had established a somewhat passable road. It followed the river bank, and it led to other claims, so other ponies would travel it. It was a stone’s throw from the cabin. Sometimes we would see ponies walking the road, say hello, stop to chat. We nailed signs to trees, pointing the way. For us, we could leave in the morning, get to town by late afternoon, spend the night, then come back. Sometimes we would let ponies stay with us if they were coming from farther away and didn’t want to make the trip at night. That became pretty common as time went on, because other ponies would report feeling the same thing. In a way, it brought us all closer together as a community. We would talk more, check in on each other, trade stories. B: So everypony was experiencing this? What other things did they report? GN: A lot of the same. Hoofsteps at night, most ponies saw the lights too. A couple ponies claimed they saw a figure in the woods. Supposedly a dark figure, but it’s hard to say for sure. B: Every year, ponies go missing in the forests under inexplicable circumstances. This happened to one of your group, didn’t it? GN: Yeah, it did. It was three of us: Me, Smokey, and Red. Twitchy was in camp or gone to town. We needed some logs to add onto our cabin. We were starting to get more successful with our mining. We had more equipment and needed to build a shed for it. We took some axes and rope and went looking for logs. Normally we wouldn’t leave sight of the cabin, but we needed to find some good logs. So, we tied some rags to some trees to guide us back. I mean, normally we wouldn’t need to do that because we weren’t going that far, but in these woods we just wanted to be safe. We found a few good logs, not too big. We chopped off some of their branches, tied them up, and started dragging them back. Red was in front, I was behind him, and Smokey was behind me, each of us dragging a log. It was going to take us probably a half hour to get back to the cabin. About half way back I called to Red to stop so we could rest. He stops, drops his rope, but doesn’t turn around. I do the same thing, but I turn around to look at Smokey, and he wasn’t there. B: He’s just gone? GN: Without a trace! We had been walking fifteen, twenty minutes, dragging these logs, making all kinds of noise, but I think I had lost track of the noise he was making on account of the noise I was making. I never noticed him missing. B: He wasn’t just farther down the trail, maybe behind some trees or something? GN: There was a clear trail of where we were dragging the logs. I could see for several hundred feet. He would have to be about where we started if he hadn’t left the trail, and he would have called out to us. I turned to look at Red, afraid that maybe he would have disappeared too. He was still there, but when he saw Smokey was gone, he about panicked himself. “Where did he go?” he asked. At this point, I was scared and mad. “Red, I have no idea where he went! He’s just gone!” B: Why were you mad? GN: I was mad at those woods! I was getting sick of the whole thing. I wanted to tear down every tree, burn the place to the ground! Red and I back tracked all the way back to our starting point, calling for Smokey. We found his log, about a hundred feed behind me. His rope was there, like he’d just dropped it. There was no sign that he’d left the trail. He just disappeared. We searched until it started to get dark, then we had to go back. But you know what else is crazy? The rags that we tied to the trees were gone. We didn’t notice at first because we weren’t really needing them. But they were all gone. We decided to go to town the next day to get a search party. We met Twitchy halfway coming back, and so we all went back to town. We got some pegasi to do a fly over, and Twitchy tried some locate spell, but we didn’t find anything. We spent that next night in the cabin, barely sleeping. But the next morning I went outside and there was Smokey, sitting on the stump by the fire pit. I said, “Smokey! Where have you been?” He looked at me like he didn’t know what was going on. He looked around, and then he asked me, “What’s going on?” I said, “Smokey, you tell me. You’ve been missing for almost two days.” He said, “Two days? No, I just wandered into camp. I don’t know what’s going on.” I asked him what he remembered. He said he was pulling the log and just suddenly felt lost. He looked up and I was gone, so he dropped the log and tried to make his way back to camp. But he didn’t know where he was, so he stumbled around for a few hours and then stumbled into camp. B: But he was gone for two nights? How does that make sense? GN: It doesn’t! He was gone for two nights, but said he was walking for a few hours. So, we all went back to town to report the incident, have the doctor look at him. But they didn’t find anything wrong. It makes no sense. B: Over the years there have been numerous cases of ponies going missing in the area there. Sometimes their belongings are found, sometimes not. Sometimes they are found a couple days later and they don’t remember where they were. Did this happen to others while you were there? GN: Yes, it happened a couple times, as I recall. There was a story about sompepony going missing for a couple days—this was after what happened to Smokey—and he showed up in town not knowing where he was. Said he was being chased by something in the trees, but said he never got a good look at it. They said he kept babbling about the whispers in the woods, and seeing creatures watching him. He wasn’t sure if it was ponies or something else, but he said they would follow him but wouldn’t get too close. It took a couple days for him to calm down and he decided to leave the town and go home, never to return. But the creepiest event, so far, was a camp that went abandoned, and me and Twitchy went to go investigate it. We were in town one day, and somepony at the shop had said that an entire camp had gone missing. I remember it was three ponies. Anyway, the sheriff was looking for volunteers to go investigate. At that point, it was hard to find volunteers because, for one, ponies didn’t want to lose money by not working their claim for a few days. And two, a lot were scared to wander too far from town or their camps. The constant events were starting to wear us down, and erode the comradery that we felt earlier. But Twitchy and me decided to volunteer, because we had experienced enough of the strange goings on, we wanted to get to the bottom of it. So, we left a note with one of the ponies who was down stream from us. Remember I told you how other ponies might pass by our camp? B: Yeah. GN: There was a messaging system, where you could leave notes and stuff in mail boxes. So somepony would deliver a note to our camp that me and Smokey were gonna be gone for a couple days more. So anyway, we went to the sheriff’s office. He said he needed the two of us to go on over to this other camp since nopony had seen them in a few days, and letters from their family had arrived and they hadn’t come to get them, so ponies were getting worried. This camp was down a side branch to the main river, so it was out of our way. And it was too far to get to in one day, so the plan was to leave in the morning, investigate, spend the night there, and come back the next day. B: Wasn’t there any other camps nearby? GN: I don’t think so. Sometimes claims were too spread out, and you might not have ponies crossing paths. This was especially true for bigger claims, or ones on the edge of the area. Anyway, we got some supplies for over night and took a canoe down this branch. The day was overcast and damp. It must have been fall by that point, because I remember it being cool and the leaves were falling. The river was calm and slow, and we used the motor to get us there quicker. Took a few hours. Of course, going back up stream takes a lot longer, so you have to plan for that. We followed the directions. Ponies would nail signs to trees, or place them on posts at certain spots on the shore. That way, you would keep track of where you were. And sometimes they would make a note of certain land marks, like big boulders or big trees. I remember coming around a bend in the river and seeing the shore. What you did was find spots where the river bank was low, so you could beach your boats and get access to the water. That’s where you typically built camps, but you had to make sure to go up hill just in case the river flooded. So, we see the bank and we see some signs of a camp. Logs arranged around a fire pit, some buckets, then I saw the sluice. It was smashed, like something had pushed it over and broken it. B: Could it have been an accident? GN: I doubt it. For one, it would take two or three ponies to push it over. And the cross beams were broken. And the chutes that go up to the top of it were about ten feet away, like they was tossed aside. B: How heavy are those chutes? GN: All in one piece like that, a couple hundred pounds. You’re not just tossing those that far, and not in one piece. If you want to take it apart, you take off a section. You don’t take the whole thing. B: So, in your assessment, that wasn’t done by a pony? GN: Maybe a group of ponies, maybe a unicorn used magic to break it. Hard to say for sure, but I can tell you that it was not disassembled carefully. B: So right away, you know something is wrong? GN: Yeah, definitely. I kind of expected something like this, I just had a feeling. And it was real quiet, which is never a good sign. We beach the canoe and pull it up on shore. I then tied the canoe to a tree. Twitchy gets an axe and gives it to me. He takes a shovel. We look at each other and we know to be quiet. So we make our way up the bank. I notice the fire pit is kicked around. Something had kicked the logs out and kicked dirt into it. There were some stumps knocked over. Some pots and pans lying about. They had leaves and dirt on them, like they had been there a few days at least. Farther up we see the cabin and a shed. I look at Twitchy and I point to the shack. He nods and we start walking slowly. The sound of the cracking leaves and branches under out hooves was so loud. The door to the cabin was closed, we could see that much. And I remember it started to drizzle a bit. We got close to the front door and I pointed for Twitchy to look into the window that was on the front of the cabin, while I went to the door. He peeks in, looks around, then shakes his head at me. I lift the lever on the door and push it in. Nopony there. B: Tell us what it looked like. GN: Oh gosh, most of these cabins were so similar. As I recall, there was a table in the middle, a stove off to the right, a cot against the other wall, and some chairs and smaller tables, shelves, a cabinet, and there was a bedroom past the main room. But here’s the kicker: there was food on the table, not finished. B: You mean food on plates, not eaten? GN: Yeah. It was cold. There was a pot of stew or something on the table, and it was cold. Glasses of water, bread that had gone stale. All set out, and I could see that they had started eating but stopped. I remember we were looking for three ponies and I counted three places. It was like something had caused all of them to get up and leave. But why was the door closed? Twitchy and I looked around. We found a coat on hooks by the door, and one set of boots. So, did two of them get dressed to go outside while the other stayed inside? Or did they have a spare set of boots? Impossible to say. The stove was long cold. I remember the sound of the rain tapping on the roof, and I remember just feeling confused and anxious. Twitchy pointed to the bedroom, and I went to follow him. He pushed the door slowly open with his shovel. He lit up his horn to give some light. He stuck his head in, looked around, then looked at me and shook his head. Nothing. He steps in, looks around a bit more, pulls the bed sheets back, and there was a giant monster that lunges at him! B: What!? Really? GN: Ha ha, no! There was nothing. Not a darn thing anywhere in the cabin. They had just disappeared. We looked at each other, and I nodded my head, indicating the shed that we hadn’t checked yet. We went back outside. It was raining a bit more now, and the shed was maybe two hundred feet away. I whispered to Twitchy, “You want to check the shed while I circle around the cabin.” He gave me this look like, heck no! So I nodded, “you’re right, let’s stick together.” We walked around the cabin. There was a window in the back, which was where the bedroom was. I saw in the dirt some indentations, like something was been standing there by the window. Then on the window pane there was some dirt streaks, like something had wiped muddy hooves on the glass. I pointed it out to Twitchy, and he shrugged. “Let’s check the shed,” I whispered. We walked over to the shed and we could see the door was open on it. Then I noticed marks on the ground. Deep gouges, like something had been dragged away from it. I tried to follow the trail. It went off into the woods, but I couldn’t follow it more than a little way. I got a closer look at the ground in the shed, and I saw large imprints. B: Like hoof prints? GN: But bigger. B: Bear, timber wolf? GN: Could be. I’m not an expert on that. But they were big. And the drag marks were next to them. Like something was dragging something—or some pony. Because I then found a button and some fabric. B: Like it had been torn off? GN: Exactly. And just inside the shed I found a pry bar on the ground. There was a bench in the shed with some tools on it. B: What’s your best guess as to what happened? GN: My best guess is the pony went to the shed to grab a pry bar, but he was dragged away by something and he dropped it. Twitchy had looked around the shed and said he didn’t find anything else. B: So, you think the ponies were having dinner, heard something, one of them went to the shed to get a weapon, and he didn’t make it. But no signs of struggle anywhere else? Wouldn’t the other two have fought too? GN: Well, that’s the thing. Things never make sense like they’re supposed to. You watch too many shows where there’s a crime, clues, motive, and the detective pieces everything together perfectly. But in the real world there’s so much that doesn’t make any sense. And you know, that was the scary part. I mean, if they had been attacked by timber wolves or something, we would have seen signs of that. I wish we had found them, even if it was just their bodies, you know? B: The not knowing is the worst part? GN: Yeah, exactly. At this point, Twitchy says to me, “I don’t want to stay here tonight.” And I said that it would be really late if we tried to take the boat back. He said he’d rather take his chances on the river at night. He said, “If three ponies couldn’t face what was here, what chance do we have?” I thought for a minute and agreed. We went back to the shore, and we immediately saw that our canoe had been moved. It had been tied up to a tree, but the rope had been snapped. B: Snapped, not a clean cut? GN: That’s right. Like if you’d pulled it too hard and it snapped. The canoe was pushed back into the water, like someopony was trying to send it off into the river. But it was still partly on the shore and the water hadn’t pulled it all the way into the river. I said to Twitchy, “Let’s get the heck out of here.” We tossed our tools in and pushed the canoe in, facing it up river. As I was about to get into the canoe I looked back up toward the cabin, and I swear to you, I saw a face in the window. The cabin is far away, and it was late in the day, but I saw a face in the window. I turned to Twitchy, grabbed his shirt, and pointed toward the cabin. “Somepony’s up there! In the window.” But when we both looked back, the face was gone. B: What did he look like? Was he one of the missing ponies? GN: I don’t know, I’d never met the ponies from this camp. I might have passed by him in town without knowing. You lose track of faces after a while, and I didn’t get a good enough look at this face to say I could recognize him or not. And, to be honest, I’m not even sure the face was a pony’s. Twitchy looked at me and said, “You sure you saw somepony?” I said, “Yeah, absolutely positive. There’s some pony up there.” “Should we go back and look?” Twitchy asked. I thought for a moment, but said, “No way, let’s get out of here, right now.” He started the motor and we headed back. B: You didn’t go back and look? What if it was one of the missing ponies? GN: And what if it wasn’t? We talked about that. We searched that cabin thoroughly. There is no way somepony was hiding in the cabin. Which means he was hiding somewhere in the woods. Which means he didn’t want to be found. As far as I’m concerned, if he didn’t want to talk to us then I didn’t want to talk to him. I barely got a glimpse of him, but there was something in his eyes. He had a blank stare. I had the strongest feeling that he didn’t want us to be there, and I was happy to oblige. B: That’s creepy. How was the trip back? GN: Frightening. We were both scared. We talked to ease the fear. We speculated on what could have happened at the camp. Did they hear something and one of them go out to investigate, disappear, and then the next went out, disappear, and then the third? B: Seems an obvious theory was that one pony went crazy and killed the other two. Maybe to steal all the gold for himself. GN: Could be, but there was just something about that face that I’m not sure it was a pony. And if that theory was true, then that pony was there for a few days. Why was the food still there, uneaten? Think about it. If that was the motive, then he would still be living there for those few days. And he would have come back to town to claim that his group had gone missing, you know, to create a cover story. B: Maybe he just went crazy, maybe there was no motive. GN: Could be. Our favorite theory was that one pony went out to the shed and got taken. Then the second pony went out and got taken. Then the third tried to stay inside, which is why his boots were still there. And that figure we saw was something else entirely. B: But then why wasn’t the door locked from inside? GN: Like I said, boy, things don’t always make sense like that. I don’t know. But that trip back up the river was frightening, as I said. It started to get dark so Twitchy tried to give us some light. The entire trip, we heard rustling in the woods, on both sides of the river. Then after the sun went down, we started to hear other things. We heard whoops and hollers from close to the shore and deeper in the woods, again, on both sides. B: What were the sounds like? Were they pony, animal? GN: I don’t know. Didn’t sound like an animal either. It could have been pony, but it wasn’t like normal talking. It was more like, “Woop! Woop!” and then something else would respond, “Ahh! Ahh!” or “Woo oop!” And sometimes it was more structured, like a language. Like a, “Ooga googa!” I can’t reproduce it exactly, but it had an intelligence behind it. And it was deeper than any pony I’d ever heard. We were terrified. They started throwing rocks or something into the river. We would hear splashes, and we would catch glimpses of the rocks in the light of Twitchy’s horn. It was odd that they never actually hit us. I don’t know if that was intentional or not. After a few hours, but felt like forever, we made it back to town. It was late, like one or two in the morning I’d say. The rocks and sounds stopped about a half hour before we saw the lights of the town. We were so relieved. We docked the boat and tied it up. We were so tired, we went to the inn, which was part of one of the shops. The town is eerie at night. The saloon usually has ponies there all night, but other than that, the stores are closed up. There are lanterns that stay lit all night, which cast an eerie orange glow. B: You didn’t go to the saloon to tell ponies what you saw? GN: No, we was too tired. We just went to the inn and knocked on the owner’s door. He was annoyed to be awoken at the hour, but we asked for a room. So, we paid him, he gave us a key, and we went to the room and pretty much collapsed on the floor. Next day, we told the sheriff what happened. I remember he scowled and shook his head, like he wasn’t surprised at our story. He said something about writing a letter to the families, telling them that the three ponies had gone missing. And he would have to eventually get a group together to go clear the site. He thanked us and we went back to our cabin. B: Did you learn what happened to the site? GN: No, I never followed up on it. But the next day Twitchy told us he was going home. He done had enough of the nonsense. As soon as he mentioned it, Smokey said he was leaving too. B: So that was leaving you and Red? GN: That’s right. Twitchy and Smokey spent one more night with us, and it was one of the worst, let me tell you. B: This was, what, just a couple nights after you came back? GN: Yeah, one or two. They packed up what they could carry. We tried to convince them to stay, but there was no changing their minds. So that last night it started to rain, pretty hard too. The wind started picking up, and it was knocking branches and whatnot against the windows. Red jokingly said, “See, the woods don’t want you to leave.” And old Smokey said, “No, it wants us all to leave.” We was eating dinner and we heard something making a ruckus outside, by our supply shed. At first, we thought it was the wind blowing stuff around. But we heard the wood pile collapse, all the logs tumbling over themselves. The wind wasn’t strong enough to knock those logs down. We froze and looked at each other. We started reaching for weapons. Somepony got the fire poker, I had a knife, the others were grabbing pans and clubs. We sat there listening. Every few minutes there was something. Sounded like stuff getting thrown against trees. Thud, thud. We heard splashes of hoof steps right outside. Then we heard those whoops. Not as many as we heard on the river, just a few. Whoop, whoop! Had to be just twenty feet from the cabin. Then on the other side, a response: Whooooo! Then stuff started slamming against the walls. Thud! My fear turned into anger. I felt like if something had a bone to pick with me, then just come out with it. I said to the group something like, “I’ve had about enough of this.” The others nodded. Red said, “What do you want to do, go out there?” I wasn’t sure, but then Red went to the door and flung it open and yelled out into the rain, “Hey you cowards! You come in here and fight like a pony! Huh? Come on!” B: What happened? GN: Nothing. The hollering stopped; the logs stopped getting thrown at the walls. He closed the door and locked it. He was scared, I could tell. But he was mad too. We all were. We sat around the rest of the night, eventually falling asleep. The next morning, we went out to investigate. We found the logs and branches that got thrown at the cabin. The stuff in the supply shed had been tossed around, the door was hanging off the hinges. And I don’t think the wind would have done that. So, Smokey and Twitchy were more than eager to leave. We said goodbye to them and they were off. The rest of the day, me and Red talked about calling it quits too. But we were in the middle of a good gold vein. We were pretty confident at that point that we could sell the claim. Well, I should rephrase that. Under normal circumstances, we would have been able to sell it. But with the strangeness going on, we didn’t know what was going to happen. We decided to spend a couple more weeks tapping out the vein, register our findings at the assayer’s office, and put our claim up for sale. If it got bought, good, if not, then we’d let it lapse. B: Explain that, please. GN: The government hands out the claims. If you don’t sell them to a contractor or continue to work them, then they revert back to the government. Then they can give them back out to somepony else, or sell them for development, or whatever they want. We had made decent profit, and we were ready to go. So, we fortified our cabin. Added a bar to the door, reinforced the shutters on the windows. We didn’t experience anything for the next week. Then we saw the lights again, but that was a welcome relief compared to the madness of that one night. B: You had one final experience. Tell us about that. GN: Yeah, that last one. And that was enough for me. Let me gather my thoughts on this. B: How long had you been there by this point? GN: This was a couple days before we left. So, two and a half years. I went up river to town to sell our latest batch of gold. Was a pretty good haul. I was going back down river on the boat. It’s much faster than walking and I expected to find our camp quickly. But after an hour, things didn’t look familiar. I had gotten used to the land marks and signs, and I didn’t recognize anything. I thought I had gone past the camp, but there’s no way I would have missed it. I decided to go on a bit farther before turning around. But something compelled me to keep going. I don’t know why, but I felt curious to see what was ahead. I came to site, a much bigger dig site. I’d never seen it before, and I don’t think I’d even heard of it. This would have been past the last camp in our area. The shore was wide in this spot, and there was a dock. Curious, I tied the boat to the dock and disembarked. I got a good look around. There area was clear, whether naturally or not, I’m not sure. It was early afternoon, and sunny, so I decided to explore. I noticed right away that this site was abandoned. There were a couple buildings to my left and a couple more to my right, and in the center was a mine. The buildings were bigger and better built than most cabins. This was a big operation, when it was running. There was a track running into the mine, which looked like it had started as a natural cave and had been expanded. The dark opening beckoned to me. But first I decided to explore the structures. The first building was some kind of dormitory. There was a common room, with tables and couches. The place had been abandoned for years. It was probably one of the first mines in the area. Most of the windows were broken. There were some dishes scattered about. An old boot, cans, junk like that. There was a kitchen area. The stoves and cookware were rusted. The room beyond the common area had bunks. I’d say about ten or so. The beds were rusted, the mattress all rotting. There were empty lockers and boxes, bits of clothing and bedding. B: You weren’t scared? GN: No, strangely. Like I said, I felt compelled to explore. The next building was a work shop. There were benches, a few rusted tools, some mine carts. The whole place appeared to have been cleared in an orderly fashion, which is to say they didn’t all run away at once. Most likely the ore had run out and the place was shut down. B: So, not like the camp you had seen before, where the three ponies had disappeared suddenly? GN: Right. This place was not like that. The other buildings held an office, with some desks and filing cabinets. There was scattered note books, but not enough remaining to read or make sense of. Probably just work orders or something like that. Next to the office was another storage shed with some barrels and crates. Closer to the mine entrance there was a processing building. There was a crusher, which is this steam powered machine that takes ore on a conveyor and drops it into this big box that has grinding wheels. The boiler was in the room next to it. It was completely rusted and worthless. There was nothing of value in this whole site. Now that left the mine itself. I went back to my boat to get a lantern, some matches, and a knife. I picked up an iron bar from the workshop. I lit the lantern and went into the mine. The tunnels were big enough to walk upright. The cart tracks went straight into the main shaft, and there was a branch in the tracks going to a side tunnel to the left. There were smaller tunnels going to the right and left, as well. I picked the first tunnel on the right, which had no tracks. Not too far in, and the sunlight didn’t reach, but it was not a deep tunnel. They were probably following a vein and it ran out. So, I went back and picked the tunnel on the left, the other one without the tracks. This one went deeper and got smaller. There were a couple short branches off this one, but eventually it came to an end, too. Back out to the main tunnel. I had two more paths to pick, each with tracks. This was good, because I figured I could just follow the tracks out. I went first into the smaller of these two remaining tunnels. Now this is where things get eerie. I wasn’t sure, but I thought I heard something down in the tunnels. Whispering. Boy, as I sit here and tell you this, I don’t know why I didn’t turn and run out of there as fast as I could. But for whatever dang blasted stupid reason, I just felt compelled to keep going. I think I had convinced myself that it was just the wind blowing outside, or maybe an airway in the tunnels. It’s common to cut air shafts into the ceilings of mines. But the sound had structure to it, like whispering. And on a few occasions, it sounded more substantial, like a real word or two. I couldn’t make them out, it was like a “ha” or “blah” kind of sound. The tracks came to an end and the tunnel didn’t go much farther beyond that. There were some rusted shovel heads, tin cans, gloves, trash like that lying about. That left one last tunnel to explore. I made my way back to the main branch, and I noticed the daylight getting weaker, as the sun was getting low. For whatever reason, I decided to keep exploring. The main tunnel went deep into the mountain. I must have explored for a couple hours. There was more trash. The sounds of whispers got louder. I would turn around, trying to catch somepony, but there was never anything there. I guess my curiosity and stupidity got the better of my fear, because I kept going. At the end of the tracks there was a mine cart, half full of ore. On the ground there were some pick axes and drills. They would use these drills to bore holes into the rock, where they would place explosives. But these tools were scattered about, like they had been dropped. You wouldn’t just drop your tools there and leave. I didn’t register these clues at the time, because it was like I was in a trance. I had to keep going. At this point, the tracks had ended and I went into a side tunnel. I found this wooden box. Maybe it was a dynamite box. I used my rod to lift the lid. When the lid hid the ground, at that exact moment, there was a crash behind me, back in the tunnel the direction I had come. I jumped! I turned around but I didn’t see anything. At this point, my fear overcame my stupidity and I made my way back out. But in my haste, I had lost track of which tunnel was out. I took some deep breaths to calm myself and thought. I tried to remember my turns: left, right, right, or whatever it was. I had settled on what I thought was the right way out. As I was making my way out, I heard more banging and crashing from the tunnels behind me. This was more motivation to push me in the direction I had chosen, which was away from the sounds. My heart was beating so hard, I’m sure that it was making as much noise as whatever was down in those tunnels. B: Was the sound coming from one or multiple tunnels? GN: Multiple directions. Like two or three directions. Eventually, I found the cart tracks and I booked it! But I tripped over a rock and crashed into the ground, my lantern tumbling out of my reach. At this moment I heard more sounds from behind me, like they were getting closer. I got back up, went to retrieve the lantern, and kept running. I finally made it to the tunnel entrance. By this time, the sun was almost set, so there wasn’t much light. The camp was so much creepier in the twilight. The black windows, the deep shadows around the buildings. Darn if I wasn’t scared stiff. What was I thinking? I ran toward the dock, and take a guess at what I had found. B: Your boat was gone. GN: My…boat…was…gone! Of course, it was at that point that I remembered what had happened to us back at that other camp. Again, I can’t explain to you how I was so stupid, except to again reiterate my compulsion to explore the camp. I panicked; I didn’t know what to do. I contemplated my options. Run up river along the bank? No, it was too dark and there wasn’t a trail. I would get lost or stumble into the river. I almost broke down in tears. Thankfully, I still had my lantern. I shook it to get an idea of how much fuel I still had. Not enough to last the whole night, I concluded. I cursed my stupidity; I cursed the fact that I was an earth pony and not a pegasus. I cursed the damned forest, the mine, Washaway, and everything I could think of. That left me the only other option: To hunker down for the night. It seemed the noises had stopped, at least for the moment. I decided upon the best spot to hole up, which was the office. It had one door in and only a couple windows. I ran to it and went inside. I closed the door, which was old and warped. It didn’t close as well as I’d hoped. I set the lantern on the floor. The desk, which was large and heavy, I shoved against the door. I pushed the filing cabinets against the windows. There was a table that I leaned against the other window, and I reinforced that with the chairs. The whole set up was not ideal, but it would have to do. I reached into my pockets and breathed a sigh of relief when I found my matches. I could then safely turn off the lantern. I figured this would conserve my fuel and also maybe the darkness would keep me hidden from whatever was out there. I sat there, in complete darkness, and waited. The sun had long gone down by this point. I tried to doze off, thinking that if something did come in, the noise would wake me, but I just couldn’t sleep. I sat there for probably a couple hours before I heard the first noise. Hoofsteps from outside. I could hear the walking in the gravel, like whatever it was, was searching the camp. My heart wanted to leave my chest, but I tried to take deep, calming breaths. The steps came my way. Thump, thump, then up onto the wooden porch. Clack, clack, on the wood. It pushed at the door. The door jiggled but the desk didn’t move, thankfully. I still had my knife, and I gripped it. The steps moved around the front of the building. It pushed on the window. The table moved a little, but didn’t fall over. I’m pretty sure that if that thing outside pushed hard enough, it could have knocked that table over and cleared the window. The figure then went back out to the middle of the camp and whooped. Whoop! Whoop! Then, a few moments later, an answer from deeper in the woods. Whoooo! I had never been so scared. The figure wandered around the camp more. It tried again to get through the door. It banged and pushed, but the desk held. I came to a decision at that point: I didn’t want to cower all night, because I thought eventually that thing would get in. So, this is what I did. I took my lantern and unscrewed the top, leaving me with just the can of fuel. I tore off some of my shirt and wrapped it around a piece of wood. I then went to the side window, which looked out onto the building next to me, which was a storage shed. I pulled the filing cabinet away from the window as quietly as I could. Then I poured the fuel onto my makeshift torch, lit it, and tossed it at the building next to me, which was really close. I then splashed the fuel as best I could onto the wall of the other building. My plan worked, and the building caught aflame. The flames grew until the entire structure was ablaze. That fire was my salvation. I heard the creature whoop, but it ran away from the fire. There was more whooping, but it was farther away. I prayed the fire would last all night. I even tossed the chairs into it. I told myself that if it died down, I would try to set my office alight too, but luckily that wasn’t necessary. I sat there until dawn as the remains of that building smoldered. Finally, as the sun came up, I pulled the desk away from the door and went outside. Glorious sun and freedom! B: Obviously you made it back. GN: Yes. In the light of day, I was able to follow the river bank. It took me all day, but I came to my camp. Red was so happy to see me. He said he heard the creatures by the cabin that night. I told him my story and he embraced me. “Thank goodness you’re safe.” Needless to say, that was our last night there. We packed what we could carry and left the rest. We put our claim up for sale. It was purchased, and we made a nice profit. B: The mining operation in Whispering Woods eventually petered out and now everything is abandoned. GN: Yes, it’s been years since anypony has been there, and I hope it stays that way. As I understand, there were a few stories since the time I left, but not enough to scare every pony away. It was the gold running out that really shut it down, I think. B: Most ponies have heard that Whispering Woods is haunted, but I think most just take those as stories. GN: I tell you this: There is something in those mountains. The word haunted implies ghosts or spirits. I don’t know what it is that’s there, but it doesn’t want us there, and I’m more than happy to leave it well enough alone. Modern civilization thinks it has everything figured out, but we don’t know half of what’s going on in this crazy world. Our greed for gold and resources pushes us into places we best leave alone. The old folk—well, back when I was young, they was the older folk—would tell us to respect the old legends. As I got older, I came to respect those legends, and I suggest you all do the same. B: Well, Grandpa, I thank you for sharing your story with the readers. Your experiences will live on as lessons to the younger generation. GN: Glad to be of help.
  4. Whats this, Unmerry made a topic. No, it cannot be. It shouldn't be. It mustn't be. I isn't be...wait that doesn't work. Well, I should make at least one topic at some point, eh. So, it might as well be one to kill some time and be fun. There been alot of raging at twilicorn, "I'm brony but I'm not a brony", derpy hooves, politics and various other topics and talks that I think I should contribute a little something to make the atmosphere a little less tense. Now. Basically this is a thread where you pick out a fictional character that you think resembles you or at least resembles qualities that you admire or relate too very well. The character can be from MLP, anime, cartoons, obscure movies or comics-WHATEVER, as long as they are fictional. You may use up to 3 characters if you so chose but bonus points if you can find one character that you would want to stick with that describes you or at least strongly relates to you in some way, the reasons you pick them can be deep and dear to you or around basic trivialities like you both enjoying cold baths and hating the smell of perfume. There is no word requirement. Pictures and videos are encouraged of your character to give us an example of who they are but you can keep it bare basic. Hell, if you feel you can say what you need in a line or two, go for it. I shall go first: My character that I think resembles me and the qualities I relate would have to be Arakune: Arakune: Arakune or rather Carmine, is an blob of unknown super natural liquid that hosts itself to the bodies of a thousands insects both foreign and strange to the known and mundane, it also utilizes them as a defense and in fact display the ability to control them if he can magically curse his enemies. Capable of total morphic abilities to the point hardening and softening along with the gift of teleportation and producing extra skeletal limbs out of nothing. Originally a scientist working under a genius and gifted master he became obsessed with the azure and his fixation on it led him to crossing the boundry-the after life- the result is that his body and mind have totally eroded. Arakune insanity knows very little bounds to the point that his memory has been shattered, forgetting face and names or places and when he recalls them it is common for him to forget important facts to it later. His obsession of the Azure has totally eaten his focus along with his random mood swings of mania and he expresses his release by screams and laughter mostly. Marginally unable to communicate due to Word salading-where insanity cause incoherent speech patterns- to a point that it literally slices chunks out of his words although unlike word salading he clearly understands the word he is using and is using them in correct order...though he still makes little sense. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XKskRQiLesc "Mister unmerry. Why would you make a crazy blob your choice?"-random audience member. I tell you why. We both are something that should of eroded away years ago due to our own vices, those who are effected with sethir tend to just melt away but Arakune moves about and master his condition, the fact he can even retain some sort of worldly presence is a triumph. Like Arakune, I am haunted by my personal demons, most of them are of my making and some are cobbled from my sins which is once again me by proxy. I shift moods alot and lash out at other because I forget who my friends are, just as arakune forgets those who care about him even when staring him in the face. Arakune reminds me what I could be if I lose myself and he shows me what I AM when I fall into bad patterns...albeit a much more extreme version. But he is determined, insanity conjured or not its that kind of determination that will get you places even when every one else-as they do to arakune in blazblue- is telling each other and you that you are rotten, a lost cause or a worthless pile of trash despite relationships. Arakune exhibits traits in a way I want, granted those are few but they are there. He also exhibit traits I must accept and avoid or I am no better than him in a lot of ways. -wer both really hard and press ourselves to get something, rushing and not looking to see what it does to us. -we both laugh alot constantly to let loose steam. -We both set our betters against us rather than admitting their skill and learning from them (especially when I meet artist that are younger than me but are miles better....which is alot because I'm a generic artist at best although I only do this when I'm at my worst) -We both get really paranoid and get convinced everyone around us is there to cause some sort of harm emotional or otherwise at times. -We both see things we probably shouldn't, sometimes we wish we hadn't and it changes us...he reminds me that I shouldn't let it change me into what he has become. He reminds me that I can't let it turn me into a monster and if it does that I must continue on with my life and make the best out of what I am none the less, even if it seem hopeless to do so. Arakune is sort of a post me, the next step of a failed me in a way but that doesn't change the fact him and I are more alike than I would appreciate to admit. Arakune is my only submission, I won't be using my 3 max.
  5. Have you ever had 2 characters from any kind of fiction that you ship together and were hoping they would become a couple someday but didn't end up happening or ended sinking for some reason? (SPOILER ALERT IF YOU NEVER SEEN THE ENDING TO "BLEACH"!!!) I was so disappointed that Ichigo Kurosaki never got with Rukia Kuchiki, and instead Ichigo with Orihime Inoue, and Rukia got with Renji Abarai. That made me very upset, since I was a Ichigo and Rukia shipper.
  6. Here's my Daring Do fiction, "Jumaneji: The End of the Rainbow Serpent." I'm going to spit it in pages since it's pretty long. Page 1: Page 2: Page 3: Page 4: Page 5: Page 6: Page 7: Page 8: Page 9: Page 10: Extra:
  7. So i was wondering to myself,”Why is anime so popular,yet so weird and cringey? Just as cringey as the Emoji Movie (ok i overdid that one).” Me personally i hate anime with a passion. But i like Dragon Ball and Halo legends. Im not trying to be a jerk nor judgemental i just want to know after all that weird and perverted junk Japan puts in the cartoons,whats so good about it? Also anime is for both children and adults, i just don’t understand how its so popular. please dont get mad or triggered,i just want to know why its so popular!
  8. (In advance, sorry if my English isn't so good. I just wanted to write something. I don't know what went wrong.) Memories from Another World Do you remember? This cool afternoon we spent? We walked in the woods, fallen leaves under our steps. Sky was shiny, hand in hand we wandered freely. I swore I saw a deer between flowered trees. "Impossible" you said, a bit amused. Well you were right, I thought. Do you remember? This great evening we knew? With friends we watched a movie (it was awesome). Then we headed to a restaurant, they wanted to celebrate. It was your birthday, laughs and congratulations echoed in the room. I swore I saw wonderful candles on the cake, changing colors every second. "It would be super cool if true" you said, dreaming of it. Well you were right, I thought. Do you remember? This lovely night we shared? We said goodbye to each other, we left. I parked my car, turned off the radio. For a moment, we gazed at the sparkling roof. Stars were so magnificent, we could make out the Milky Way. I swore I saw a shooting star, it was so fast and brief. "That would be so wonderful" you said, making a wish. Well you were right, I thought. Do you remember? Those impossible times we lived? 'Cause you don't exist, you're still a dream. Yet I know you're somewhere, you're dreaming too. We hope, even if it's hard to believe. Boundaries are so high, time and space won't help us. I swore I saw your smile, I don't know anything more beautiful. "I saw yours too, a very sincere one" you said with confidence. Well I think... You are right.
  9. The two examples of "fictional races who are born with random hair and skin colors" that I know of are "Equestria Girls" and "Doug". Other than these, most fictional races with odd-colored bodies tend to only have the same inherited colors (or range of colors), for their respective race or species (e.g. Twileks have green or peach skin, Yondu has the blue skin of his race, instead of being born with another color). Do you know any other work of fiction, with races (especially humanoid) born with skin and hair of random colours?
  10. I wrote this one up in a few sections at a time. It was the first story I have completed in the past 7 years so my writing skills are rough as you will see. The basic plot is that one perspective is based off of an American NG member who finds himself on the front line of a new war. The second perspective is from a German paratrooper who drops into America behind enemy lines. I had more planned for this story but I am struggling with setting up the characters properly, something which I really hope to improve upon if I continue or start any other stories. I like the premise of this one but I'm not sure how I can make the characters any better because right now they are very generic and unknown. I know there are issues with this one but any feedback is appreciated since it would be nice to get a rough idea of were I'm at before I continue with this or start on something new. Anyways, without further adue, here it is: “Everybody up! Now! This is not a drill!” What was going on? 4:30 in the morning? Something really big must be happening if the sergeant wanted us up at this hour. “Listen up! The 554th infantry regiment has reported some hostile warships off the coast by section 42 of the Atlantic wall. You all know what this means.” “You sure sergeant?” Somebody in the back of the barracks spoke up. “They said the same thing last July and nothing happened. Probably just some U-boats trying to give the citizens a fright.” “I don’t care what you think!” The Sargent barked back. “I have my orders and you have yours! We can get down to the wall in 20 minutes and we can find out what the issue is. I want everybody in this room on the trucks and ready to go in 5 minutes!” “Yes sir!” I quickly slipped on my tattered “uniform” which was no more than a worn out coat with my division insignia patched to it. It was always best to get to the rifle rack first. I quickly scanned over the dates stamped into the top of the barrels of the M1903 Springfield rifles. 1943, 1944, 1938, 1935 … there we go, 1917! I quickly looked it over for damage but it looked good. It was always a relief when I found an old rifle in good shape since I had heard stories of soldiers who lost half their jaw from firing one of the hastily made Springfields from 1944 or 45. Within 4 minutes everybody was loaded up on the half wooden M44 troop transporter. It was a primitive vehicle which was little more than a long pickup truck with a wooden back covered with a cloth sheet. Our column was escorted by a half track equipped with a few .50 calibre machine gun for shooting down aircraft just in case some German planes tried to attack. The ride up to the Atlantic wall was never fun. The road was just some gravel laid down a one way road which went through a forest. The truck shook so violently that it was impossible to hear anything, the only way to communicate was with hand gestures. At about the fifteen minute mark of the trip to the wall something caught my eye. Flashes coming from the wall. Big flashes. Some of them were so bright that they lit up most of the sky for almost a whole second. “Oh well.” I thought to myself. “Probably just an oil tanker that got hit off the coast again. Nothing to worry about.” However, the flashed continued without any sign of stopping or slowing down. This really started to worry me now. Was a whole convoy of oil tankers hit by a U-boat pack? It seemed unlikely that the US Navy would let the German’s do that kind of damage. Suddenly, there was a massive explosion just ahead of the convoy. “PANZER!” Somebody yelled. Our truck slammed on its breaks but slid into the back of the now flaming halftrack. “Everybody out now!” WHAM! Before I could move the transport behind us slammed into the back of our transport and reduced the last 2 seats to splinters. Without thinking, I pulled the bayonet of my rifle and slashed open the side of the cloth covering. I rolled out of the hole as fast as I could. A split second later machine gun fire coming from the other side of the road tore through the flimsy wooden side of the transport. In a moment of panic I dropped my bayonet and left my rifle on the road as I sprinted into the dark forest. It had all happened so fast. No time to think over the situation or what to do about it. I just ran. That’s all I could do. Run. I could still see the trees and the sky light up every once and a while from the flashes coming from the wall. The ground sometimes grumbled when some of the bigger flashes when off and lit up the sky. I never even considered looking back or trying to head for the wall. I just needed to get as far away as possible, that’s all the mattered. I felt exhausted but I just kept on going even though I felt like I might collapse at any moment. “Not today!” I told myself. “I may die someday but not today!” After what seemed like hours, I found an end to the dark forest which lead into an empty wheat field. The sun was starting to come up now and I noticed a farm house off to the side of the field. There was no automobile in the driveway or a power line leading to the house for that matter. The place must have been abandoned after the crash of ‘29. I ran up to the front door which was knocked down and entered the house. The furniture was torn up and rotten, windows were smashed and glass littered the floor. Definitely abandoned. I headed down to the dark basement and sat in one of the corners away from the light. I would be safe down here for now. I tried to think of what to do next. I had just abandoned my unit and everybody I had trained with over the past three weeks might be dead. Panzers out here? How could that even be possible? How did could Germans get past our fleet? Somebody in high command must of really messed up if they let a whole invasion fleet through! It could have just been a test too though. Maybe some U-boats dropped off some troops as a scouting mission. After thinking about the situation for another few hours, I heard the sound of heavy trucks off in the distance. It slowly got louder and louder. I ran upstairs and looked out of one of the smashed windows. I could see a column of troop transports heading up the road. M44s! One of them was had its side badly damaged and shot up with bullet holes. I recognized the licence number on the side of one of the trucks. They were from my unit! The trucks passed by the house and turned off to another side road. However, one of the trucks kept on going for a while further. I had not realized that just a few hundred yards ahead there was an airfield. On the field were a bunch of wrecked aircraft and a burnt out radar station. The place looked completely abandoned and I could not see any operational aircraft or vehicles on the field. The truck stopped by one of the buildings and a bunch of troops jumped out the back if it. They were all carrying rifles and quickly spread out to search the buildings. I understood what happened to the men who deserted from the National Guard. They were usually lined up in front of a firing squad and shot as traitors. However, I could not stand the thought of running away like I coward. Maybe if I handed myself in they would let it slide. I started to walk towards the field with my hands behind my head. “Patterson!” Somebody had noticed me walking over. “What on earth are you doing? I thought you were a dead man!” I walked closer and explained to him what had happened. “You deserted in middle of combat eh? Well, lucky for you the Sargent was with the rest of the column which went to the hospital. I’ll just tell him that you were with us the whole time. If somebody says they saw you run for it then just tell them that they were mistaken. For the love of god though, NEVER do that again!” “Thanks Wilson. I never thought I would see you guys again.” I replied back. “Don’t let your guard down kid. Things are about to get a whole lot worse.” Wilson walked me to one of the buildings. “What’s the situation?” He called out. “The power lines are gone. Communications are all dead.” Somebody called out from the building. “Damn. We will just have to pray that Sarge gets us some support.” “Support for what?” I snapped back. “The Sarge said that in the case of an invasion, our primary objective is to deny the enemy a beach head. Our secondary is to deny them access to any airfields, so that’s what we are going to do.” I suddenly felt light headed. “Take this kid, you’re going to need it.” Wilson handed me a Springfield rifle. “How the hell are 22 of us supposed to hold down an entire airfield? This is nuts! They have tanks for crying out loud!” “Shut up kid! Moral is already low, we don’t need defeatists in our ranks as well. All they have are some light tanks. We took out the one that ambushed us in one shot with a Bazooka, there is nothing to worry about.” Wilson snapped back. We all took up defensive positions across the airfield. Me, Wilson and Private Frank occupied the top level of the control tower. The sun was just coming up and heavy gunfire continued off in the distance. Suddenly we heard the whine of an aircraft in the distance which was coming over from the east. “Incoming! Everybody take cover!” The aircraft appeared to be smoking and flying lower and lower as it approached. Somebody yelled out “Hold your fire! It’s a friendly!” When the plane came closer, I recognised the aircraft. It was a Spitfire MK V, the standard fighter for the USAAF. The plane skidded to a halt on the far side of the airfield and we ran over to put the fire out. The pilot jumped out and blasted the engine with a fire extinguisher. “Wonderful! Lets see if he knows anything about the situation.” Wilson said to himself as he walked over to the aircraft. “Private Wilson, Nation Guard” Wilson introduced himself. “How many of you are here?” The pilot snapped back. “22.” “Well shoot! 22 men assigned to defend an airfield? Where has everybody else gone? If we give up another airfield then we might lose air superiority!” “I understand the situation but I was hoping you could shed some light on the situation.” “Bad. Now get me a rifle because we are not giving up this position until every one of us is dead! Understand?” Everybody got back into position and we just waited. Wilson, who just came back after a discussion with the pilot came upstairs and sat down. “Did you get anything out of him?” Frank asked. “Yea, he sure wasn’t kidding when he said the situation was bad. There were 57 aircraft stationed here this morning. Now look at this place, it’s like a ghost town. He says that he’s the only one who made it back in one piece. He told me that the Germans have jets over the east. They tried to engage the jets but it was a slaughter.” Suddenly we heard a branch snapping coming from the woods. Wilson put his finger over his mouth and gestured towards the woods. I set my rifle up on a table with a clear view out the window and set the sights to 200m. A shadow emerged from the woods but I could make out the curved sides of the helmet as well as the camouflage design. German! He was carrying a short rifle with a scope and a long magazine at the bottom. I held my breath and waited for Wilson to give the order to fire. The soldier off in the distance waved his arm over and soon a group of about 8 more shadows emerged from the woods. One of them stayed behind and the others started to quickly walk in the direction of the airfield. “Wait for them to get closer.” Wilson whispered “I don’t think they notice us yet and they think the place is deserted.” CRACK! I heard a rifle shot come from far behind me. “Open fire!” I fired at one of the soldiers off in the distance and one of them threw his arms up in the air before collapsing onto the floor. I was not sure if it was my shot that hit him or somebody else’s but it was the first time I had shot at a live human being. All of the soldiers split up and hit the ground. I pulled the bolt back on my rifle as fast as I could and lined up for another shot. Crack! I gave little thought to aiming as my hands were shaking far too much. I just tried to fire my rifle as fast as I could. One of the soldiers in the field must have noticed the flash from my rifle and fired wildly at the window. Bullets zoomed past me and hit the window frame as well as the ceiling. I ducked down as dust from the ceiling fell down around me. The rifle fire continued outside but the automatic fire from the field died down quickly. I kept my head down until the fire stopped, I did not want to risk being shot at again. When the fire stopped I heard Wilson yell out “Keep your eyes peeled! Frank, go out to the field and get those weapons. We are going to need all the guns we can get our hands on and I can guarantee that those rifles are better than anything we have.” The airfield was dead quiet after the shootout, nobody talked or moved. The only thing that could be heard was the occasional bird song and Frank trudging through the grass. We had been told that any injuries or casualties must be reported to the highest officer at once so having nobody talk back was probably a good thing. Viewpoint 2: “2 minutes to the drop point! Commence preparation procedures at once!” I got up out of my thin metal seat and the rest of the squad fallowed suit. An airmen waited at all 4 doors on the 4 engine aircraft with their fingers clenched on the release for the doors. It was early in the morning and the sun had not even risen yet. I gave my parachute a quick check and made sure all my equipment was secured properly. I learnt from my other 2 drops that it was always a good idea to hold on to something so that the flak bursts would not knock me over. However, this time there was no flak and I had not noticed any enemy aircraft. “30 seconds!” Everybody moved closer to the doors on the aircraft, I was the third person behind the door on the back left of the aircraft. “10 seconds! Prepare doors!” The men on the doors pulled the lever up and yanked the metal doors open. A red light appeared over the door. “5 seconds! 4. 3. 2. 1. Commence drop!” The light turned to green and a buzzer sounded. All at once, soldiers started to jump out from the doors. Within seconds I was out of the aircraft and plummeting down from the dark sky. It was hard to see what was going on down below but the country side was dark. I did not notice any sign ground fire or civilian lights. The tension during the initial fall was almost unbearable. At any second I could be hit by ground fire or I could land on enemy troops. There would be nothing I could do to save myself if any of these situations occurred and that is what bothered me the most. At a few thousand meters I pulled my chute which caught the wind and caused a rapid decline in speed. Once my speed stabilized I undid the strap which was holding my rifle around my waist and got it ready. I took the safety off and scanned the ground for any signs of movement. However, I dropped into a dense forest and it appeared as if nobody noticed me. I landed in a small oak tree which snagged the parachute. I pulled out my knife and slashed the straps off. Luckily I was only a few meters off the forest floor so I was unharmed when I hit the ground which was always a major relief. I quickly looked around the surrounding area for movement or signs of light but noticed nothing. I readied my rifle and checked my compass then began to head north. My objective was to secure a small civilian airfield which was being used for the military. I continued on through the forest for what felt like half an hour. Eventually I heard a sound coming from behind one of the trees. I readied my rifle and carefully moved closer. Suddenly I heard somebody yell out towards me in German and then in English “Identify yourself at once!” I called back “Private Wilhelm Hansen, 7th Fallscrimjager.” “Approach at once!” I lowered my rifle and walked over to the voice. I stepped into a small clearing and noticed 5 other paratroopers standing next to a tree. “Excellent!” One of them shouted out. “Now that we have Wilhelm with us we shall be unstoppable!” “What is the situation?” I asked. “Did you see the drop conditions? We caught them off guard! No flack, no fighters and no reports of enemies on the ground so far. I have not seen such an easy invasion since Denmark!” “I understand the landing conditions were good but we must capture that airfield.” I replied back. “Do you have any idea were other troops may have landed? The 10 of us don’t have a hope of doing much right now.” “I say we head on over to that airfield and see if anybody’s home. If we manage to get that field then we will all be given Iron Crosses!” The other paratroopers seemed enthusiastic about the idea so I said nothing in protest. Besides, if we noticed any enemy troops we could just turn back and look for other troops if things looked bad. The 10 of us set off through the dark forest. We just used the compass for navigation but after about 20 minutes we noticed a propeller driven fighter flying at low altitude heading in the direction of the airfield. “Well at least we know we are going in the right direction now.” One of the soldiers commented. After our group continued on for another few minutes, we discovered the edge of the forest. “Hans! Go and check out that field up ahead, it could be the clearing for the airfield after all.” One of the soldier instructed. Hans moved to the edge of the forest and scanned the area with a pair of binoculars. Hans soon moved back towards us and said the airfield was just up ahead and that nobody was home! It seems too good to be true, just like most of the events of today. “Then what are we waiting for.” The same soldier asked enthusiastically. “Let’s go a get our crosses men!” “Hold on a minute.” I spoke out. “It could be a trap for all we know.” “All right then Wilhelm. Why don’t you hang back and provide covering fire if things go bad all right?” I let the nine paratroopers head out into the field. Hans went out first and called the others out after him. I lay still on the ground and scanned the building for any signs of movement. I looked over at the radar station and watched as an American soldier scampered behind the mangled equipment on the roof. I focused all my attention on the radar station in case he popped out again, I did not bother to look anywhere else on base in fear that the soldier might try to fire at my fellow paratroopers. Suddenly, I heard a rifle shot coming from the hanger and right after somebody screamed a command in English and the perimeter lit up with rifle fire from almost every direction. I looked over at the radar station and took aim but the riflemen stopped firing after a few seconds. I held my self back from firing since I did not want to give away my location. I looked over at the field and just glanced at the bodies of my fellow paratroopers strewn across the empty field. It was too late to do anything now.
  11. Sometimes I enjoy writing stories, especially making own my own mythologies, even though I am a Christian myself. One of my own myths, for some of my fictional stories' backgrounds, goes like this: "Once upon a time, God creates a man and a woman, and places each of them on the opposite ends of an island. Both of them start off knowing nothing, not even of their creator, but they eventually learn to create their own clothes and language(s), and survive on their own. They meet each other one day. Both of them thought that they were the only human in existence, although they sometimes imagined other humans and beings as they felt lonely, until they noticed each other. Each of them thought that the other is a strange animal that looks somewhat like them ... " Do you think that either: both the man and the woman would be fascinated at each other, and would even fall in love and reproduce? the man would hunt the woman as though she were an animal (or vice versa)? something else?
  12. The mystery novel I mentioned a while back is finally on its way to being written. I managed to finish my other project, "Dear Friends", and it's allowed me to think of other things. So! Without further ado, I present the first ever teaser for my upcoming fimfiction novel: "NoteWorthy" http://www.fimfiction.net/user/RealityPublishing It'll probably come around in early 2017, so keep an eye out! -RealityPublishing
  13. So for the 97.38% of you who don't know, I'm a FimFiction writer and lately, I've been running short on inspiration. I've got a couple ideas, but one really stuck to me. I've already got a planned release coming out in October and I was wondering if I could get one more story in by the end of the Summer Season. The fiction (novel) that I'm writing is a mystery/action-style story that'll probably span a couple of installments depending on how well received it is. (I'll post a teaser image in a follow-up discussion). I've got a sample here: "I staggered back, watching sparks fly through the air like an Equestrian holiday. Ponies dressed in deep red ducked in the nightly shadows, waiting for the right time to strike. Their shouts called to me, addressing me as though a victim of their plot, which... well, I was. Large crates of a ship's cargo littered the loading bay as crashing fires whizzed overhead. I put one hoof in front of the other, lowering my head as I slowly dragging myself along the concrete decks. Vaguely, I could hear each one shout in the late night's shower; everypony was against me. Fire ruptured from one of the many nearby oil tanks, launching me back with a gust of merciless force as I now hung from the edge of the dock, my hind legs dangling just three hooves above the ocean's grasp. The sounds of heavy trotting echoed around me, quickly closing in as I carefully weighed my options, "I have to get out of here; I have to tell her..." The papers in my dying hooves grew damp as the rain wept upon them. They were everything I needed to finish this... to finish... them." The excerpt doesn't quite highlight the "mystery" aspect of the story, but it'll be in there; I promise. So... would you read it?
  14. I am an ex-Christian. When I was a Christian I was engaged by wanting to avoid going to hell in any way I could so I did research and eventually found out it was false, but my point is I'm not ignorant on religion. I also grew up with some final fantasy, and it was incredibly engaging and confusing but motivating and sorta inspiring. But yesterday I recognized more similarity between fiction and religion. Namely the Abrahamic religion is so popular its essentially a no contest, and that means its doing something right other religions are not. Final Fantasy was a best seller so it too was doing something right, and recently I was looking up theory sorta final fantasy videos then I realized, the greater the cost to not adventure in Final Fantasy, is the greater the motivator to adventure. I realized religion is similar, the threat of eternal hell, an apocalypse, muddled history and conflicting messages. Jenova of ff7 was also confusing, being controlled through Sephiroth to take on his form, and you are actually chasing Jenova the majority of the time. And yes Jenova sounds alot like Jehova. But then how about mentioning the epic of Gilgamesh and Gilgamesh's role in the final fantasy world. Anyways. I come to the accurate conclusion that the greater the cost, the more willingness to be invested. And what greater cost is there really? This could be incredibly useful for fictional writing. If we look to tv shows their stakes are high if they are popular. Or at least are acted as if they are high. Like it could be a lower stake but presented more dramatically or meaningfully. Its due to value, you threaten everything a person is or can have, then it motivates them to charge ahead. But what motivation is it? In a story that is popular its the force behind communicating about it like a fanboy, discussing it after because you feel motivated by it. Sort of like those who understand the risk and consequence of hell better who are Christian tend to try educating themselves more to see what is the way to ensure heaven over hell (and then the bible says only 144,000 can go to heaven lol and being the logical person you are you realize the odds are basically extremely low so you need to find out even more and cannot rely on assuming your god has your back. Eventually there are things in the bible that contradict reality and itself enough so one day a flood of realization occurs after one new fact then you are like desensitized briefly cathartic and numb and can't think due to being stunned, that it was really so obviously fake in hind-sight.) So anyways, sorry but this is a blog I'm allowed to get personal. Anyways I think its a great theory for story writing, even if its basic in a way. Its basically like saying certain shows or forms of media or stories thrill us due to the subconscious risk we associate with it, and because it motivates us it seems fun. But something feels off about it, that's where final fantasy throws in a Sephiroth being a loony so you feel off right when you should, it seems more natural even. There is a saying about logical studies that is something like, if you are confused it means you heard something that doesn't match up with what you currently believe. Religious bypass that with faith to ensure their long term confusion and doubt are buffered against. But another thing they have in common is mystery and limited information. The only source of information in the story you get is through the conflict, like in religion. It sorta sets up a batman and joker complex, you rely on the enemy for something. It might even be similar to Stockholm syndrome. And thing is, with so many other religions, or at the time the idea of heaven and hell were made Christianity wasn't entirely in power, so what do they do is make you feel important because you don't feel empowered. Its your source of power, this psychologically forces your new neurons and brain expenditure to be filtered through that first. Its a type of conditioning. Its exactly like gratitude to a hero. You want to see if you can support their cause. And the heaven vs hell thing applies even more because if you are a minority in the world you can be tricked into thinking you are the one of the few elite. This is an appeal to egotism, just like playing hero in a story is an appeal to egotism. Just like being a martyr can be satisfactory because it still says you were important and persecuted and if anything is a confirmation bias proving you were better than them. Its a really anti-social mindset if you look at it in one way. 'Them'. This just means psychologically speaking your neurons associate pain with 'them' which increases aggressive and antisocial attitudes. This is why in the bible it says the world is evil, that's why in ff7 the world is practically run by shinra. It makes you hate reality, doubt humanity irrationally. You vs the world. That's what fervor is. And I recognize fanboying is rather similar. They can defend their fandom to the death and are eternally hyped. Heroes in stories are tremendously popular, and also an aspect of alot of modern and pre-modern religions. Like Celtic religions had alot of bloodshed and battles and heroism, then there was complex plot for Rome and Greece religions because of how many mixed cultures it was. Even final fantasy is western due to Japan practicing a combination of religions including some Christianity Shintoism Buddhism and I forget the fourth. And there is a game theory on how ff is anti-organized-religion but pro spiritual, and I can def see that just look at half the stuff Aerith says then Shinra is a corrupt organization in power. Look at the history of the catholic church, its literally impossible the rulers actually believed what they were saying, AND they had more information which implies they knew a god didn't exist the whole time which is why they feel free to be hypocrites at the top levels. Because they both know more, and decide that means god isn't real, and continue telling you to believe, and they built the Vatican off of their greed and to this day are eating til they are fat. They aren't monk-like or humble, they are disgusting and the most popular organized religion of the world yet. And they force others to submit to fear more often because they are more aware of how one can feel low, to be forced to serve through them. Like showing submission in their churches asking to be forgived in their churches already psychologically causes an inferiority complex similar to master slave relationships. Please god forgive me [or eternal torture] please don't [send me to hell] I'm sorry for everything [you deserve pity, feel graced I will allow you to be forgiven then serve me more in the future due to gratitude that I won't eternally torture you today]. Then in final fantasy 7 you feel powerless and such. At one point Sephiroth gives you a materia by throwing it at you with force and then your character can barely stand up (Cloud) then you take the materia after anyways. And Sephiroth is motivated by being the chosen one (just like in Christianity you are the chosen line of people, reminds me of the teacher's pet sorta deal). Idk I guess I said it all already and am half rambling due to lack of feeling like a strong conclusion occurred. Post your thoughts below.
  15. Hi, Idk if this is the right place for this but I'm planning to type my first fan fic which will be about a post-apocalyptic Equestia (I know what you're thinking and this won't be anything like Fallout Equestria (I haven't even read that fanfic so I couldn't be able to rip it off neither)). It's not from the fic itself, but it is just a little scenario I made up for it that may or may not be part of the fan fic. ______________________________________________________________________________ The Little White Unicorn ventures further to the border of the ruined city. Along the way he hears the sounds of trash and debris rustling around slightly. The unicorn stopped as soon as the noise reached his ears, he leans his head towards the noise to listen closer. After a few seconds he hears growling amongst the rustling, this causes the unicorn to be unsettled. As instinct began to take some control of, he finds the closest thing to defend himself with. The only thing he finds that he could pick up without problem is a piece of 2x4 that was broken lengthwise. The Little Unicorn slowly sneaks up towards the noise that lead him to the other side of a wall. He peaks his head out from the side to find three grey hound-like creatures digging through a pile of debris that was only a few feet away from the destroyed wall he hid behind. Luckily, none of them was facing in his general direction and didn’t notice him, allowing him to be able to listen on their conversation. “So hungry...” whimpered the smaller of the hound creatures. “Ah quit ‘cher whining and keep looking, there’sh gotta be somethin’ around this heap that we could shnack on!”, Complained the second largest of the three. Just then the largest of the hounds began sniffing the air, “‘Cha shmell somethin’?”, Asked the second largest hound. “Food?!”, asked the smallest with excitement. The largest of the three begins to start barking fiercely yet lightly as he pointed towards the wall that the unicorn was hiding behind. The largest jumps from the debris heap and begins racing towards the wall. With very little time on his hooves, the unicorn prepared his piece of 2x4 as the largest hound darted towards where he was standing. “GO FIND HIM, DARWIN!”, cried out the smallest hound as he began to go after his friend with the second largest tagging right behind him. The pattering sounds of the largest hound’s paws drew closer and closer, with the unicorn tightening his magical grip on the piece of wood as the noise drew closer. Before he knew it the hound leaped at the end of the wall where he was standing and without thinking, he swung the 2x4 directly at the beast as hard as he could. There was a loud “CRRRRACK!” and an even louder “YELP” that stopped the other two on their tracks. “...Dahwin?...”, called out the the larger hound as the two stood there petrified to see their friend just lying there lifeless half-way behind the destroyed wall. The unicorn saw what he did, and began to move away from Darwin’s body. Within a few seconds, the two hounds built up the courage to approach the body of their friend to see the scared little unicorn standing on the other end of the wall with half of the broken piece of wood still clutched in his magical grip. The unicorn was now the one that was petrified as he saw the two hounds staring at him and the motionless body of their fellow beast lying before them for what to him felt like forever. The smaller dog whimpers as he backs away in sorrow for his fallen comrade. “YOU KIHLED DAHWIN!!” Cried out the second largest as he charged at the unicorn in rage. Fear overtook the unicorn as the second largest sprinted at him, and with his instinct he swung what was left of the 2x4 as hard as he could at the second largest dog. “SSMACK!!!” went the short piece of wood as it collided with the dog’s cheek. The impact sends the dog’s head to fly right into the wall, causing him to fall down just as lifeless as Darwin was. As soon as the smallest of the three saw his other friend fall down from the strike, terror began to force his paws to run as fast as he could away from the unicorn. The unicorn takes a moment to look down as both of the motionless hound-like creatures, and began to collapse against the wall as the merciful blanket of relief begins to fall down upon him. _____________________________________
  16. Sorry if this is posted in the wrong place. I wasn't sure if it was just for posting, or if discussion counts. Anyway, this thread is to discuss your favorite fanfictions, genres of fanfiction, authors, etc. For me, there have been a bunch that I would call my favorites, but if I had to pick one, it would be "Today, Tomorrow, and Forever". It was one of the first fanfictions I read, and it brought me close to tears. It is a sad Derpy and Dinky story. I try many different genres, but rarely read Grimdark. I also like Conversion Bureau stories and any story by Ciroton.
  17. Hi guys? Are you a brony or a pegasister who is interested in adventurous MLP fictions? Here are two of my works in fimfiction that you may get interested in: Link to the Flutter Wolf http://www.fimfiction.net/story/269400/flutter-wolf Link to the Twilight Wolf: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/283364/twilight-wolf TIP: I recommend you to read Flutter Wolf first because Twilight Wolf is like the second book of Flutter Wolf. Also since Twilight Wolf is still on work in progress, there are only three chapters written yet! Enjoy!
  18. Prologue “The world is cruel, despite those wanting to improve our land; they never do so fairly; you see power can change a lot about ones perspective on life. Once you are high enough in social rank to look below at the common, do we think that their lives mean less than our own wants and expectations. This land is vast with terrain diverse; not much is known, only a selected few scrolls reveal details of the wilderness. Civilisations living in distant cities and villages should be thankful.Humble simpler lives they have, no hierarchy to control them. All which keeps them in order is willingness to help their own pony-kin. They truly are foolish; I guess no matter how we live we face injustice. Unicorns like I, are regal with fantastical powers beyond any common Pegasus or earth pony. We collectively can move celestial bodies; we control the rise and fall of day and night. We keep the land in balance of nature which in turn means balance to our lands. This empire I rule over watches over and protect the night and rest in the day. I must say the night is truly unknown in its beauty, so many things which are not known or understood. The stars navigate the sky opening all new ideas and development of knowledge. Knowledge in my eyes needs to be sought-after. The night is powerful granting me and my ponies of the Luna Empire the gift of this now called dark magic. Dark magic is what allows our top unicorns and I to collectively lift and drop the stars and the moon as transitioning from day to night. Like regular light magic can cause events and spells to be cast as well as levitation, however dark magic requires less effort and results of casting are much grander. Currently this new magic is being studied by me and a few council members. It appears that dark magic has life within it, which makes it very powerful to wield.” “My brother land, the Solar Nation does not wish to understand to night as they have deemed it as un- important as they control the day. I feel they are fearful of the potential power the night could have over them, well it’s not a surprise. The Solar Nation runs on very strict control and the use of lower races to fulfil their duties and less important roles. The Luna Empire is the one whom are truly proud, only unicorns live here. Soon the Solar Nation will learn the power and the unknown fears of the night! They will learn the power that I, Lillium possess within …” Chapter 1 The sun was high, clouds minimal the warmth of the sun radiated down on his back. A white coated, yellow maned Pegasus flew through the skies within the Solar Nation. He broke and slew down to observe the town below his hooves; Unicorns walking through the town in elegant attire, buying, selling and doing daily routines. It appeared normal but Dawnbringer knew of the dark underbelly of the nation and he was going to meet it. The Pegasus flew towards a grey castle then through a window and landed gently into a cold stone hallway. He began to walk slowly with only the sound of metal hooves hitting stone and the glint of gold and silver artefacts. He cautiously wondered until he found a gold plated double door with to armoured unicorn guards. The guard were covered in bronze they were indistinguishable, their eyes glared towards Dawnbringer. “Who wishes to see the Lord Aquarius? State your business Pegasus.” Said a guard. Then a voice came from inside the throne room. “Guards! Let him in.” The voice was deep and echoed through the hallway. The door was then opened and Dawnbringer entered the throne room still treading carefully. “My lord the lunar empire has not sent a message in over 6 days. What action do you want my flight army to take?” spoke Dawn Bringer. His eye failed to look at the lord. Lord Aquarius sat on his throne the light shined behind him showing little to his character. He sat and pondered what to do about the situation; he saw Dawnbringer’s fear and relished in it. But then his mind went to more important matters. “Hmm it’s unlike Lilium to be this unresponsive. The moon hasn’t risen in over 6 days; it’s taking longer than it should. They can’t be struggling; they are doing this to spite me! I must take charge of her; her and her philosophies are making the empire non-cooperative! How dare she!” The anger flowed from Aquarius; the strong unicorn stood up from his throne chair and stared directly at Dawnbringer with a merciless look. Aquarius knew he had Dawn bringer and his army under his hoof. “Dawnbringer do you understand how important loyalty is to me and this great nation?”. Dawnbringer felt a cold sensation run down his neck. He dropped his head. “Yes Lord Aquarius. I understand”. Aquarius rose slowly but stoically towards the nervous Pegasus commander. “Dawn Bringer I know your Pegasus troops are strong. You and your troops make a great addition to my unicorn forces”. Dawn bringer looked up to Aquarius somewhat calmer feeling than before, with a sigh of relief “th thank you my lord”. Aquarius looked towards the Pegasus again then proceeded to walk around his grand throne room occasionally picking up artefacts and studying them; he spoke softly. “This nation is founded on trust as you know, and the thought of protection and safety to all whom live within it.” Aquarius then looked back to Dawnbringer and snarled angrily “If anyone within or outside this kingdom disobeys the laws founded by the Solar Nation they will be executed or maimed.” Dawn bringer appeared shocked and distressed; he took a few steps away from the lord. Aquarius then calmed and smiled subtly. “No need to worry you and i both know that the traitors from this nation are all gone”. Aquarius trotted over to a stone table with paper and quill and began to write a message addressed to the Lunar Empire. The lord requested the message to be personally delivered to Lilium by Dawn bringer. Aquarius walked to Dawnbringer and looked at him dead in the eyes. “We have come a long way haven’t we?” stated Aquarius. Dawn bringer took the scroll from the lord quickly to escape his growing wrath. Dawnbringer trotted out the throne room and jumped out a wide window and flew towards the land of the Luna Empire. Dawnbringer felt sickened by leaving his troops; families and friends behind him. Them in the hooves of the Solar Nation, but he had to leave to protect their lives. Aquarius waited until the air became silent. He left his throne room and walk towards a stairwell leading to the lower levels of the castle. His armour was made of thick gold coloured metal which fitted around his robust navy body, neck and head. The shimmer formed from the sun reflecting of his armour matched hues of his mane and tail; blonde but almost white. He made his way down the stairs calmly until he had encounter to the lowest level of the castle; of where Dawnbringer’s troops were kept within stone walls and metal framework. He walked passed them all and spoke addressing them all at once. Only the sound of his breath and hoof steps echoed through the large chamber. “Dawn bringer has left you for the time being. I don’t think you would like to leave this nation would you?” The chamber was silent. Aquarius continued. “I feel now you are becoming one with this nation you need to be branded with our own emblem… it’s a painful process but I assure you the mark giving to you is a mark of greatness and power.” Aquarius then left the chamber of sadden and concerned pegasi. Returning to his private room he laid down upon a large gold decretive lounge, he sighed quietly to himself. He then looked toward his flank and stared at his cutie mark. “If only I could remember my true mark.” A tear rolled down from his eye and streamed down his face, he thought to himself “No, childish things need to be put aside. I am the last of Solar royalty; I need to be… strong.” He looked back at his surroundings and the open window caught his attention. “Why can’t I go back to a more innocent time, a time where I was happy? No, even back then there were hardships. When I was named by the oracles was the day I disappointed my father.” Dawn bringer flew through the sky quickly. The wind glided around his body; it felt a bit more calming. Dawn bringer mind began to wonder as he watch as the terrain moved past him. “Destiny can often be unclear and unfair cant it. I was unaware of my name’s meaning till later years but I’d wish I had known back then. How can I bear the name of Dawn bringer if I don’t possess magic to raise the sun?” Dawn bringer soared down to take a break from his long flight. He landed down in a dirty but sandy terrain. He was uncertain on what time of day it was supposed to be as the sun had been up for days. The light hit the sand reflecting a light yellow flare. He was reminded of Aquarius; “You use to be so innocent Aquarius, we played and laughed together away from our families, I knew we shouldn’t have but... The only thing I wish I could change was are titles. For you to be blessed with the name of dawn bringer to fulfil the royal monarchy. Maybe then you would be proud of yourself.” Dawn bringer began to rest on the hot sand, occasionally moving his wings along; the tips of his primary feather across the sand making deep lines. His eyes began to dip from exhaustion, he checked his surroundings to see if there was anything coming his way. There was nothing but sand and some small plantations. He began to fall into a deep slumber…. Please give feedback on this =) thanks
  19. So, at the moment Frying Pan Studios is looking for some editors to edit stories. My current editor is having a hard time being able to do his work so, I'm looking for some volunteers. If you want to be an editor, then message me and we'll get you started! Here is a link to one of the stories that have been done! https://www.fimfiction.net/story/277849/standing-stones--book-1---a-dark-cloud
  20. Greetings to whoever happens to stumble by into this topic. I'm Mr. Storyteller, but on FIMFiction, I'm known as the JimDavis23. First off, if you're reading this, then I'd like to thank you for your time. Second, what is this about you may ask? Well, I'm currently working on an audio book of a fanfic I found on FIMFiction about a year ago called 'The Youth in the Garden'. You can find the link below this paragraph. Link: https://www.fimfiction.net/story/50795/the-youth-in-the-garden Now, I've been planning to do a reading of this story ever since September of 2014. During that time, I was in contact with the author of the story in order to learn about some history from the story and get him to write a blog to ask for VAs. So far, I have no luck on getting any voice actors to send in their auditions yet. Perhaps it is because I have not set a deadline for the auditions yet. Still, his blog did help me get a few people who want to be involved in the voice acting. The only problem is that I haven't found someone who can do a Fluttershy impression. I've asked a few VAs on Youtube if they can help me out, but it seems they aren't able to. So, I came up with an idea to do a sort of teaser trailer of the reading to try and hopefully get more voice actors into joining up and set up a deadline for auditions. If you happen to have a good Fluttershy impression, along with a good mic, would you be so kind in helping me provide just a few voices for the teaser trailer I'm working on? Here is the link to the teaser (Fluttershy's lines are highlighted). Link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1HYaGjIq22a55ajjsFa9deLcotlLNbbcPEBkE_FgbYbs/edit If you're also interested in auditioning for Fluttershy in the actual reading, feel free to page me either here or on my FIMFiction. Thank you so much for taking your time to read this post.
  21. Hello, everypony! I'm looking for some skilled editors for Frying Pan Studios. GeekySonic an editor. He is great at what he does but, we do need more editors so we can get more done at once. If you think you have the skill needed, then message me and I will give you a test!
  22. If I get enough positive feedback, I may consider writing an entire novel or novella out of this. I don't want to give too much away but this the prologue of a sci-fi story that I've been working on for over two years. Let me know what you think. From Here to Eternity(Prologue) The Sun was beautiful. It was always beautiful. It was timeless and ageless. Even after an incomprehensible passing of centuries and millenniums, even after what seemed like an eternity of eternities, the Sun remained. If God had chosen to have a daughter, it would of certainly have been the Sun. The Sun was the eternal spring of life and its scorching flames have been erupting from its molten and seemingly immortal pool of super-heated gases since the beginning of the book of time. This glorious ball of passionate fire and light had existed before the very worlds it gave birth to. It was destined to be the center, a core of origin, the symbol of a beginning. It was one of the many genuinely burning bright marbles dropped intently by God into the sea of utter darkness, for the grand purpose of giving meaning to the blanket of void and despair. As a result, the first and the foremost greatest gift to ever have been given was given, and that was: the gift of life. Nothing in existence can ever hold as much as a profoundness of meaning as the very essence of Life itself. And no kind of life could have ever been any more grateful for having the opportunity to exist and enjoy the delight of this privilege as much as humanity. From the earliest points in ancient history, humans had always valued and praised the Sun for its everlasting warmth. Some saw it as a divine deity, others saw it as a lively world of its own; many legends and folklore stories sprung out of these various uncertainties. Spiritualists and philosophers had pondered endlessly on the Sun's integrity and origin for many centuries. This lead to many romanticized theories and ideologies, which continued on until the rise of scientific advancements and early astronomy came about. Despite the death of these legends and deism of the sun, her beauty and mystery continued to kindle the amazement and wondrous inspiration of astronomers and cosmologists alike for numerous generations. The more that they had learned, the more they discovered, and the more uncountable monumental discoveries they had made, which momentarily lead them to believe that they knew all there was to know, the more that they had discovered how little they knew. The Sun had inspired the world. Not only had her warmth granted life to the human race, but her presence in the blue lit daytime sky was always a great timeless blessing to the hearts, minds, and souls. The Sun was a beacon of hope for mankind, their one and only candle that never ceased to burn out, and their sole provider of life within the endless and formless ocean of darkness. She had always prevented their fate in the ice from befalling them and She had always reassured them that the long eerie nights would come to an end. Her beautiful brilliance and rays of life had forever inspired a wholeness of beauty, romance and hope for humanity. She had spurred a sense of happiness in the artistic minds and passionate hearts of naturalists, writers, and philosophers of culture, art, and literature all throughout history. And most of all, the Sun was the beautiful and timeless symbol of the beginning of day. At Sunrise, the world smiled. At Sunset, the world mourned. The Sun's eternal presence and ceaseless existence had been one of the very reasons the human race had lived and thrived for so vastly long. And just as the Sun was timeless and seemingly eternal, so were the worlds that revolved around her, and all the life that her warmth had allowed to exist. In some unique perspective, one could argue that the Sun had ultimately been the grand source of time for humanity. The history of mankind wouldn't have been possible without her. Life would have never began. She had selflessly granted them such a longevity of time that went far beyond any comprehension, beyond all expectations. Nonetheless, even through all that time, this common memory of the sun had never changed: At Sunrise, the world smiled. At Sunset, the world mourned.
  23. Hello everypony, Today I want to present My Little Fiction Corner (click) to you. Since organizing many stories in a forum is troublesome, I put them into gdocs. The link above leads you to the main navigation site. I do hope that everything is linked correctly, however if you should encounter an error please don't hesitate to let me know (best via pm). Stories can be commented (via the gdoc comment function) in own documents that you can find on the according fiction's navigation site, however discussion on this thread is welcome too. My Little Fiction Corner features all stories I have written so far (two will get another review before I launch them) and will continuously get updated with new stories. The main focus currently is on TwiDash (shipping), however upcoming stories won't feature that anymore but cover a lot of other genres (as a sequel to the Daring Do adventure trilogy, two dark stories, and more slice of life of our favorite ponies). Whenever I make an update, I'll post according information in this thread. Editorial help always is appreciated. Have fun
  24. https://github.com/MrMormon/you-are-so-random EDIT: fixed 'ransom' typo From the readme: First, install Droidscript from an Android app store. Open the spk file. From there, you can make a shortcut to directly run You Are SO Random from the home screen. This repo contains the Javascript source code, but it will be available already, should you wish to add features to the random search besides minimum word count. At the start, you will have the chance to log in to your account. Then can you shelve your serendipitous stories for further fanatical feasting or dutiful downloading! Cheers, Sideburn Etic _____________________________________________ Changelings are nothing more than oxytocin-powered 3D printers.
  25. If you saw my post from previously, which contained an excerpt to my story of Crossten, then... good! And if you did see it, then you know that I see this site as a good place to post ideas or earn fellow people's insights on your creations! Yes? Well, I don't really see how exactly to create an introduction for this, but for a long time, I had ideas that I was never able to reveal and show to the world. "Why not use somewhere else on the internet?" Because everybody (PONY.) on the internet are very... Not sure exactly where I am going with this. This is turning into a modern writing excerpt of Poe's stories. Well, you just stay along as I go... Just gonna say it now, you may bore yourself from this... (Insert Dramatic Division Here) Do you believe that there are an infinite number of universes? It is an arguable theory; I, myself, do not believe in it, but I believe it is the most appealing and fascinating topic I ever came across, so to the point that my stories are based upon such a theory! (Despite religious inserts) If there are infinite universes, then there are infinite possibilities! So there are a, well, infinite amount of universes like ours that can be different by only one little thread of hair! Or maybe some are ultimately different in such magical, chaotic ways that we can't imagine! Such a theory, such a theory, indeed... but, think about it: if this theory was proven to be true, and some sort of universal traveling mechanism was created to allow you to visit any universe you choose, which would mean simply describing where you would like to go... 1)MLP Universe [Just gonna put it there now] 2)Things that you have always dreamt of, such wonderful world's designed for your pleasure... It is, unfortunately, not true, this theory; if it was, there would easily have been people... or things (or Ponies, yeah, yeah)... from their universe able to travel here. Sad and devastating, indeed, but probably for the best. But, that long, bizarre explanation can be put aside... I want to tell you about my ideas! *Play Drum roll* According to what I explained, if there would be infinite universes, then there would be many, many people (or THINGS, I know) traveling between universes, back and forth. In my idea, there would be a set of special, unique universes, that would have no similar copies. They would be called the "Special Set;" our universe would be in that set! Along with ours, there is one other universe that is turned in such a direction in which it is ruled by religion and magic! A LOT of Magic, though. Three types, mainly, including Standard Nature Magic, which is the common use of regular humans; Daemon Magic, which is the Dark use of energy to suppress a force of duress and pain; and Angel Power, the most powerful form of Magic formed through the wrath of God! <I am just gonna stop it right here for now, I will come back to edit in the rest of everything...>
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