Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #52, 53, 54!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #52, 53, 54! in Editorial More Like This
#52) Why do bronies feel the need to create so many gay shippings? It's weird.
Answer: Bronies make lesbian shippings because the bulk of the cast of "Friendship is Magic" are female, and bronies like to pair characters up. The idea is in itself nothing new, but ponies do seem to take things to the next level.
"I'm an Apple-Dash fan!" one person cries.
"That sucks," says another. "Pinkie-Shy is best shipping!"
On the one hand it's relatively harmless if people are just pairing the characters up for shits and giggles. When it gets porn-y you have to wonder why people are so obsessed with making these ponies fuck each other. It's a given that people will ship characters, but that doesn't make it any more necessary or purposeful. I'll never forget one hilarious instance where a brony made a comment on a person's DA page who was a big supporter of Soarin and Rainbow Dash shipping. They said that their shipping idea was 'shit'. Curious, I checked out the attacker's page
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #79, 80, 81!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #79, 80, 81! in Editorial More Like This
#79) As a woman should I be worried that the people that run our fandom are guys primarily (example: Equestria Daily)? I must say I was a bit offended when I saw sexualized ponies getting featured.
Answer: This is a fantastic question, because it's so multi-faceted and it raises genuine points about larger issues that exist in society. Despite feminism and suffrage, and policies that increasingly purport to grant women greater levels of equality, women are still marginalized in a lot of circumstances.
It's fair to say that Equestria Daily is a male-run website. You have the occasional female admin (Phoe springs to mind) but naturally, Sethisto is the dominating force of the website, and, I imagine, the one with the power to accept and veto the overall decisions that Equestria Daily makes. A simple glance over the site suggests that it's run by men, for men: you can quite frequently see images of ponies in 'sexualised' poses, and on more than one occasion they've linked t
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #13, 14, 15!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #13, 14, 15! in Editorial More Like This
#13) What do you think will happen when the show ends? What will you do and do you think there will be chaos? I bet at least one brony will commit suicide...
Answer: When the show ends, fans of "Friendship is Magic" will be divided into two main divisions: those who move on, possibly to another fandom, and those who remain within the fandom. Personally, I imagine that I'll be moving on to pastures new, but I understand that many will be sticking around. Naturally, people aren't going to stop liking the pony 'thing' just because it's no longer in production, and so the fandom will live on, at least for a few years after the show ends.
My predictions are based on speculation, but I imagine that things will slow down quite substantially after the show ends. For example, websites such as Equestria Daily will start to run out of things to report on, and will instead become a hub for art, stories and the like. While there's nothing wrong with that, people who check the s
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #101/02/03!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #101/02/03! in Editorial More Like This
#101) Why do so many bronies lie about their gender? So many (guys) pretend to be girls and it's weird. This one guy pretended he was a slutty girl pony so guys would sex roleplay with him and treat him nicer and flirt with him. Am I the only person who thinks this is creepy? You shouldn't lie about who you are, should you?
Answer: Of course you shouldn't lie about who you are. You should know everything about everyone. I don't befriend someone unless I know at least the following details: what their blood type is; where they grew up; if they have a history of heart failure in the family; when they started to walk; what their first word was; how many kids they plan on having (if any); and so on. The list is endless, and even then you can't trust people.
Concealing information is fair enough, but lying about information is a bit of an odd one. On the one hand you have the power to be whoever you want to be online – if you're a weedy, anxious individual who can't co
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #7, #8, #9!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #7, #8, #9! in Editorial More Like This
#7) I've been insulted before because I draw ponies in a different style. Should I continue doing it differently, or go with the typical flow?
Answer: Look at Colgate up there, shedding a tear for those in need of advice. And, just as her tears are flowing, so does the pony community have a particular 'flow' to its artistic habits. There are quite a few fads that become popular in the pony community, such as fluffy ponies or ponies wearing socks, which is in itself something of a phenomenon. People clearly like making associations with one another through a mutual interest in "Friendship is Magic"; when it comes to art fads, people seem to like taking this one step further by making a niche interest even more niche.
As such, artists that start trends or have a unique art style will always be emulated by others. It's very possible to find multiple artists drawing in the same style, sometimes in the pursuit of improving their existing style, and, at times, in order to copy
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #46, 47, 48!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #46, 47, 48! in Editorial More Like This
#46) What's with the crazy adoration for brony 'celebrities' [people popular within the fandom]? Some of these people are treated as guests at conventions just as much as people working on the show. It pisses me off that the fandom worships certain popular bronies. What do you think of this?
Answer: It's important to remember that brony 'celebrities', as you put it, are just normal people. And, in some respects, yes, certain individuals are seen through rose-tinted glasses. I always find it amusing when fan-musicians, for example, are featured on guest lists for conventions above people such as Daniel Ingram, the guy responsible for most of the songs in the actual show.
Then again, the fandom likes its idols, and there's no point in getting pissed off just because said idols are receiving a great deal of praise. Most of the brony 'celebrities' deserve at least a portion of their fame, and so it seems fair to say that if people are willing to look up to these people
Firework [Loki x Reader(45)]You woke up lazily, grinning and tangled in the sheets. The thoughts of last night made you blush and tingle. You cuddled the sheets around your naked body and tried to recall everything, getting stuck and blushing at some particularly explicit memories. Just thinking about it was getting you excited again, but you resisted the urge to take care of the problem alone and instead woke Loki with a lingering kiss.Firework [Loki x Reader(45)] in Short Stories More Like This
His eyes flickered open and you closed yours, letting him wrap his arms around you. He massaged his hands over your bare skin, not shying away from your more private regions, which caused you to squirm and tingle.
"Mmh, god I'm so lucky," he groaned, running his hands up and down your back.
"I think I'm luckier," you sighed, resting your head on his chest. You were perfectly content to just lay there, or have sex again, but all of a sudden a sharp pain stabbed your stomach, followed by a loud growl. "Damn I'm so hungry...how long were we asleep?"
"Tch, beats me. It's the U
Text [Loki x Reader]Please don't read this if you're already rolling your eyes at the title.Text [Loki x Reader] in Short Stories More Like This
I'm going to go crawl under a rock now and deny my love for Loki.
Your eyes started stinging, but didn't threaten to leak. You were tired of that sensation, and sick of it; it made you want to throw your phone across the room.
You sniffed, focusing your attention on the movie you were watching, the TV the only source of light in the room at this hour of the night.
"You seem distraught," said a low voice behind your chair, laden with condescending certainty; which you read as pity.
"I told you to leave me alone," you growled, not bothering even to glare at the Norse god peering over your shoulder.
A slender hand grabbed your phone out of your lap. "Um, hey! That's mine!"
You turned around to see Loki pondering over the messages on your phone reflecting in his green eyes. He didn't have a trace of a smirk on his face, though he still held a sense of arrogance in the way he stood, the flourish with wh
Eclipse [Loki x Reader (pt23)]The jingling of the shackles echoed through the mournful room as his palm rested against your injured hip. You sucked air through your teeth.Eclipse [Loki x Reader (pt23)] in Short Stories More Like This
"You you came to see me." His velvety voice caressed your heart, and his bright eyes pierced the darkness of your soul. "Thor told me you were injured "
His hand cooled your sore hip, bringing much-needed relief from the pain. You nodded, a tear rolling down your cheek as you placed a hand over his. "They all lied to me, Loki."
His eyes dropped. "You're getting tired of that, aren't you?"
"Why did you lie to me?" you asked, throat tightening. "I thought you actually cared about me. I thought I meant more to you than just a just a side-kick."
He didn't say anything, still looking away. The cold hand on your hip caused you to shiver.
"I did not mean to hurt you," he said sadly.
"That's what Thor said. But you still did hurt me."
"I did not mean to," he repeated. The cold spread down into your thigh and Loki still would not look
Closure [Loki x Reader (pt25)]You began to pack that very night, so excited were you to go home. And as you packed, you thought of how very wrong it felt to just leave Loki behind. I mean, it's not like you could just come back whenever. Oh, this would be just so much easier if Loki had at least forgiven you! You could attain some closure! But then there would still be the issue of him being a little bit...imprisoned.Closure [Loki x Reader (pt25)] in Short Stories More Like This
You hadn't realized how spread out you had become since you got here; remembering you left some shoes somewhere and a shirt in the bathroom and whatnot. You really had started treating it as your home. That would just make leaving even harder...but no. You had to deal. You had to leave, and so you had to get your closure.
You hurt Loki, for personal reasons, as vengeance. And morally, you figured, that was a bad thing; but every excuse you had used until this acceptance was still true.
He had stalked you from the beginning. He kidnapped you. He manipulated you into being dependent on him, h
Home [Loki x Reader (pt26)]It was time to go, so Tony said. So you bit your lip and blinked back tears, and turned and hugged Thor. His breath tickled your neck as he chuckled sadly and said goodbye.Home [Loki x Reader (pt26)] in Short Stories More Like This
"It isn't the end, we shall meet again," he promised, petting the back of your hair.
"Alright, big boy, let go so the rest of us can say g'bye," Tony said, a hand on your shoulder. You stood up and shook your head, holding open your arms for Tony but he waved you off to Steve. "I'm driving you there. We can say goodbye later, whatever."
Steve stood and gave you a nod, smiling fondly. Looked like it would be handshakes or salutes with him, but then you caught him chewing his lower lip, a spark of sadness in his eyes and you almost stumbled into a hug. He hesitated but lowered his arms around you and hugged back--a little stiffly, but it was still a hug.
When he let go, Virginia stood and smiled and you immediately headed for the elevator, followed by Tony.
"Allons-y. You ready?" he asked as the doors closed on your n
Forgiven [Loki x Reader (pt31)]"Are we there yet?" you nagged, staring out the window.Forgiven [Loki x Reader (pt31)] in Short Stories More Like This
"We left five minutes ago!" Lynda snapped. "Of course not!"
You grinned mischievously. "I'm hungry, momma," you whined. Thor chuckled.
Lynda whipped her head around and glared at you. "Don't."
You quieted, listening to the low hum of the car as Lynda drove along. So quiet. And you were so anxious. You were going to find Loki, and you weren't sure how that would play out. Was Thor right, or was he just being way too optimistic? It was in his nature, after all. Yes, Loki had let you live, but what if it was just a warning to stay the hell away?
What if he tried to kill you this time?
What if he succeeded?
Well. There wasn't much you could do about that in the present, in a moving vehicle, so you promptly pushed that thought to the back of your mind and contented yourself with pestering Lynda. "I have to go to the bathroom."
"I told you to go bef--! Oh no, no. Stop. I told you to stop," she groaned.
"Are we there yet?"
You heard Lynd
Garden [Loki x Reader (pt35)]Turns out it didn't matter which option you picked, because before you could open your mouth Loki grabbed you by the hand and took you down through the Labyrinth, saying, "Actually, I have a better idea. Let's go for a walk. You've been inside all morning and there is no better place for a walk than inside a giant maze!"Garden [Loki x Reader (pt35)] in Short Stories More Like This
"Oh, okay. Sounds legit," you said, stumbling along behind him through the glittery walls. You nearly tripped over a root that snagged your foot and your hand slipped out of his. "Ah! Slow down!"
He turned around, steadying you by the shoulder. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...hah, I did say walk, didn't I. Not sprint."
"Yeah, like what?" you laughed, shaking him off and taking two exaggerated steps forward from the roots. "Do you have a specific destination or something?"
Loki smiled softly. "Well...yes. As strange as this place is, and as twisted, there is a beautiful, nearly untouched garden--oh, it's only the most beautiful thing in the universe. Besides you. Now let's go,
Acquainted [Loki x Reader (pt37)]"Alright, how the hell did you get down here?"Acquainted [Loki x Reader (pt37)] in Short Stories More Like This
"Watch your language, young lady," said Tony, manually tossing parts of his armor onto your bed. "Okay. Whatever is in that gay magic glitter is really fucking with the suit."
"Watch your own language," you snapped. "Is there a reason you're shirtless?"
"Well...when you broke in and then out of the Tower, it was kind of a really inopportune time and your father was left very upset...he'd been having a pretty hard night already and that was just mean."
"Wasn't exactly the best timing for me either," you mumbled. "But how'd you get down here? How'd you find us? Why are you here?"
"Well I followed you," he said, "after Jarvis informed me of your posse leaving with your prisoner boyfriend--"
"Lover--" Tony's mouth shut and he cringed. "God. God. Ew, god. Why?"
"I don't ask 'why' about you and Steve."
"Point taken. Where was the topic? Right. So I got the rude interruption, left without even finishing, followed the
Plan [Loki x Reader (pt38)]After Jareth vanished, leaving you to choke on a puff of glitter, you headed through the hall to find Loki. And where had Tony gotten to so fast? You couldn't hear anyone's footsteps but your own.Plan [Loki x Reader (pt38)] in Short Stories More Like This
You heard talking as you passed the tree trunk room.
"...sudden you trust him? I don't know, Tony..."
"I know. I'm not saying put all your trust in him, I mean as soon as he pulls something funny we're crackin' down, but Thor and her trust him so let's at least give him a chance."
"I really don't know..."
"Alright, forget them. You trust me, don't you?"
You continued down the hall, finding it came to a dead end. "What the...? Damn labyrinth..."
You patted the walls down, checking carefully for any of those hidden openings, and then you heard Loki's voice back down the way you had come. "Loki?" You looked up, and saw him disappear at the tree trunk room, so you went back that way and walked right in.
"Loki, I w--OH MY GOSH."
"AAH!" Tony shouted while a shirtless Steve blushed in his arms. "FOR
Comfortable [Loki x Reader (pt13)]Loki came into your room right as you finished changing. "Hey," you said, raising your hand in a wave. The motion sent a shock of pain to your shoulder and you winced, rubbing and rolling it.Comfortable [Loki x Reader (pt13)] in Short Stories More Like This
"Tough time with Virginia?" he asked, walking over to the bed. He sat on it on his knees and you turned to face him, only to be turned around again. He put his hands on your shoulders and began to knead. You sighed in relief.
"I absolutely can't stand her," you replied, leaning into his touch. You jerked a little bit when his thumb pressed into a knot. "Oh...my word. Thank you."
"My, my, are you jealous of every girl to whom your crush shows attention?"
You wanted to tell him that you were definitely not jealous, and that you certainly did not have a crush on him, and that you were pretty sure Virginia was trying to kill you, but you didn't trust yourself to open your mouth because now he was working on your upper back and you knew the first noise you would make would be a moan. You bit you
A New Sound - C1Mornings were not Vinyl’s domain, that was a well known fact to everyone in her life. It could be argued that her job had made her this way, late nights and the bright lights of nightclubs had made her numb to the subtle, creeping advance of Celestia’s sun as it clambered over the distant rooftops to slip between her curtains.A New Sound - C1 in Short Stories More Like This
However, despite her job being mostly to blame, there was one other, small reason that caused Vinyl to bury her head further in the pillow than usual this morning.
A court proceeding, as Octavia promptly reminded. her. She poked Vinyl in precisely the place she knew would cause her to jerk out of the bed, leaving her spread eagled in a toga formed from the bedsheets. Octavia trotted up to the edge of the less than graceful heap of white sheets and white pony, already awake and ready for the day.
“Vinyl, you need to get up, you‘re expected there two hours from now.”
Vinyl sighed, causing the sheets to flutter with her breath, before s
Allegrezza - FinaleAllegrezza: ConclusivoAllegrezza - Finale in Short Stories More Like This
Mounting entries on her to-do list coupled with a draining amount of time in which to attend to them had made Octavia somewhat irritable. The night of the Gala was upon them, and she was expected to be in attendance with her ensemble in no less than an hour. As such, it was very much to her chagrin that she discovered Vinyl asleep on the bed, where she should have already begun changing into her outfit.
A burst of sharp jabs to the stomach remedied the situation, and Vinyl's bleary eyes were met with the sight of a rather indignant Octavia bearing down on her.
"Vinyl, are you asleep?!"
A brief respite was given from the intent glare, as Vinyl's hooves shakily rubbed her eyes.
"Yeah...I was, what's up?"
Octavia practically cuffed Vinyl to her hooves, her benevolence somewhat lessened by copious amounts of stress, and an impatient cart driver waiting outside to bear them away to the palace.
"You're what's meant to be up! Come on! Ge
Allegrezza - Part Thirty-TwoOctavia wrapped her forelegs around Vinyl's midriff, vainly attempting to heave her away from the doorway. She dug her hooves into the ground to gain leverage, finally loosening Vinyl's grasp in a crashing, two-mare pile up. Octavia slowly brought herself to her hooves, donning her most sincerely disappointed facial expression.Allegrezza - Part Thirty-Two in Short Stories More Like This
"Look, you have to come shopping with me, whether you like it or not."
Vinyl attempted to hide behind herself in a rather convoluted foetal position, groaning into the paving slabs and old chewing gum.
"I don't like clothes shopping. Come on, we just went to your rehearsal, can we just go home?"
Octavia dug her hooves in further, metaphorically this time. Her disappointment became a saddened pout, and she made sure to force her eyes to water with awaiting tears. Vinyl glanced at the imminent and purposeful downpour, and released a resigned sigh. She got onto her hooves, noticing how the tears rapidly evaporated, and a smile unfolded on Octavia's face.
Allegrezza - Part Thirty-OneThe midnight moonlight crept through the curtains, illuminating the room within. Eerie protrusions burst forth from the floor and walls, casting grim and wavering shadows that seemed to stalk their way across the room. Octavia had never enjoyed nighttime, her night sight had never been something to shout about. Sadly, Vinyl's room was full of all manner of debris, casting irregular pony-shaped shadows onto her imagination.Allegrezza - Part Thirty-One in Short Stories More Like This
The problem being, of course, that Octavia couldn't sleep. But an hour ago, this had been something of an advantage during the nighttime activities. Now though, it kept her mind turning over the same niggling doubts, snowballing them into overbearing worries and trepidations. She glanced at her...partner. She supposed that was the correct term, was it not? It had been a worryingly infrequent label that she had been unable to apply to many other ponies. Yes, the insufferably idiotic- yet practically saintly - mare laying beside her was her partner. Octavia felt assure
Allegrezza - Part Twenty-NineVinyl casually swilled another gulp of her drink, her sense of fulfillment only becoming more complete by the moment. Of course, while alcohol has rarely been considered a functional vector for gaining spiritual peace in general pony society, Vinyl had always found it to be an excellent relaxing agent. It dulled down her fervent miasma of thought into an enjoyable trickle that unveiled itself to her at a much slower and more manageable pace.Allegrezza - Part Twenty-Nine in Short Stories More Like This
It was because of this new state of mind that she failed to notice the barcolt's repeated attack runs on her vicinity, swooping down on nearby tables and claiming their abandoned glasses. Each strafe drew closer than the last, and they were finished with a fervent glance over at the pair. The barcolt had managed several of these passive assaults before Vinyl finally noticed the attention she and Octavia were receiving. She stared down the barcolt as he moved to assail the table adjacent to her and Vinyl, causing him to cough lightly and cloak himse
Allegrezza - Part Twenty-SixThe quartet of acquaintances finally departed the side room. With the truce now in place, Zimmer sighed as he looked at his watch. It had taken the pair of string instrumentalists an hour to essentially tell one another to be quiet and play the notes. This job was too taxing for an elderly stallion. After his paycheck went through, he'd book a nice, permanent holiday to the beaches of Sri Llama.Allegrezza - Part Twenty-Six in Short Stories More Like This
Vinyl and Bonbon got comfortable in the seating area once again, while Lyra and Octavia reclaimed their space on the stage. Each found the sheet music they had scattered around in their standoff, and pored over it together. Octavia noted an interesting point in the notations scattered over the page, sparking her interest into the nature of the musical piece.
"Intriguing, he has your harp playing in lieu of a guitar. I imagine he couldn't find a guitarist to match your ability?"
"Nor a bassist to match yours. Hmm, I hope this is more than just a hashed together band, Octavia."
"I'm sure it will
Allegrezza - Part Twenty-TwoThe short walk to Octavia's rehearsal passed in something akin to an awkward, heated silence. Octavia had made it quite vocally known exactly how difficult it had been to recalibrate her sound system to her usual specification. It was around the moment when Vinyl suggested that her modifications had improved the sound of the system that Octavia almost felt like throwing one of the Ponysonic speakers at her.Allegrezza - Part Twenty-Two in Short Stories More Like This
Vinyl had left Octavia to it. After eating the pancakes, making something up about a DJ-ing gig, and exiting stage left as rapidly as possible while Octavia was still in one of her moods. At this moment in time the tension was still persisting between them as they trotted down the road, and Vinyl found herself wanting to break the incandescent silence between them.
"So...you fixed it okay?"
"Well, of course I fixed it in the end. What you failed to anticipate is the hour and a half it took to do so. I had to listen to Beethoofen's seventh symphony five times before I could pr
Allegrezza - Part Twenty-One"I suppose I could hardly have expected an emotionally searching evaluation of last night, then?"Allegrezza - Part Twenty-One in Short Stories More Like This
"Aww, come on. When was I ever big with emotions and stuff?"
Octavia shifted slightly, causing her stomach to quake. It was far later than her usual breakfast time, maybe she should break away from Vinyl for a moment to gather up some food.
"Are you hungry, Vinyl?"
"Sorta, got any Cheerileeos?"
"I have pancakes. Will pancakes do?"
"Only if they're the big, flat pancakes. Not those little, fat dumpy ones."
Octavia groaned. "Yes, yes, I will make you some crepes. You'll just need to get off me first."
"As you wish."
Octavia braced herself against the sofa's back, pushing Vinyl onto the floor. She casually stepped over her, before going into the kitchen to prepare their pancakes. Vinyl took a minute or two to realise what had happened, before she regathered her tangled pile of limbs and got back onto her hooves. She trotted over to the
Allegrezza - Part FifteenBonbon lead Vinyl out into the theatre hall. Despite the grandeur of the exterior - in all its Neo-Gothic glory - the interior was pretty much the same as any other hall Vinyl had been to. A rare few halls, but she had went on trips to pantomimes as a filly. The stage was a semi-circular plate of perfectly smooth wood, almost as if it were carved from one tree trunk. Beyond it stretched seats arranged in rows all the way to the edge like the old Ponan Colosseum, creating an inclined semi-circle focused toward the stage in its centre.Allegrezza - Part Fifteen in Short Stories More Like This
They found a pair of seats near the front row, there were few other ponies in the hall. Vinyl supposed nopony would want to see a rehearsal or audition, they'd much rather see the finished product. Unless it was like Equestrian Idol, if those sort of auditions were the subject matter at hoof, then Vinyl felt she would enjoy the night.
Bonbon took a seat near the gangway, while Vinyl sat next to her, and the tray of pilfered cupcakes took its socially-accep
Allegrezza - Part ThirteenOctavia walked into the small apartment. She wasn't often one for intruding into other ponies' homes, but in her defence, Vinyl had left the door wide open. She entered the home, evading the various forms of detritus that scattered the apartment. She tip-hoofed into the bedroom, finding her quarry fast asleep, at a considerably late hour as well.Allegrezza - Part Thirteen in Short Stories More Like This
Octavia loomed over the unconscious mare, once more prodding her hoof sharply into her withers. Ponies are not often known for their burrowing capabilities, but Vinyl managed to counteract both nature and Charles Darwhinny, and evolved the ability to burrow ever deeper into her covers to avoid Octavia.
"Honestly Vinyl, will you just get up? It's ten in the morning!"
Vinyl's eyes peeped out from her warren in the bedsheets. "But it's Sunday! Nopony gets up early on Sunday, and I'm still hung over from those Gargle-Blasters."
"We had those three days ago, you really are a lightweight. Now up! I have an audition to go to today, and I'd lik
There are Things Beneath the GardenThere Are Things Beneath the Garden:There are Things Beneath the Garden in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There are things beneath the garden,
Which you really shouldn't see.
There are things beneath the garden,
That don't belong to me.
There are things beneath the garden,
Gone rotten blue and black.
There are things beneath the garden,
In a dripping gunny sack...
There are flowers in the garden,
Which you really shouldn't pull.
There are flowers in the garden,
That sit on top of wool.
There are flowers in the garden,
With a really rotten scent.
There are flowers in the garden,
Above bodies burnt and bent...
I love this little garden,
It's a special place to me.
I love this little garden,
It's where I want to be.
I love this little garden,
Now wouldn't you like to see?
I love this little garden;
And you'll be number three...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th October 2012
Twisted Up InsideWould you ever know the feeling,Twisted Up Inside in Free Verse More Like This
Of being twisted, over and over.
Much like a string of high-tension cord;
Ready to snap at any moment.
You are barely controlling this swell of emotion.
Keeping it taut, lest it burst from the surface.
A plastic smile serves as your only defense;
Witty banter, to stave off a deeper inquiry.
You hide the signs of your sickness;
Quickly easing the pressure.
Whilst appearing to adjust the suit,
You move through the crowd like a fading wisp.
Rushed, sweating and just barely contained.
You duck into the shadows, so you might breathe again.
-Chen Yuan Wen, Broken World Series, 13th November 2013
Artist ExploitationArtist Exploitation - The New Game Plan:Artist Exploitation in Articles & Interviews More Like This
My dearest readers,
I have recently learned of a rather disturbing business plan being utilised by business people of an unscrupulous variety.
In essence their plan is simple: They gather art from many applicants and then they publish it as a magazine and sell it COMMERCIALLY!
Now then, why is this a problem? They tend to claim you get the benefits of advertisement and artists will be invited to read their works etc.
Well here's how the scam unfolds:
1. They get the artwork you created and an implied permission of use from you due to the voluntary submission
2. There is no formal written contract, so they can do as they please and you have no legal right to claim redress as you voluntarily submitted your work in.
3. Their potential benefits are a total sham and in essence they are asking you to work for free. Want a dissection? I'll explain:
- The item getting advertised is NOT your work. Your work is a part of the item. What is gettin
I Believe In YouI Believe In You:I Believe In You in Free Verse More Like This
You feel like things have gone into the ground
When everything is gone and crashing down.
You took your pain and tried to make it end
But give me one more chance to hold your hand...
See I will believe it...
I know you're strong inside
Just try once to see it
You will believe that-
You will be alright,
And we are all here by your side
We'll take you through those painful days
We soar like birds and fly away hey!
You will know that we're here,
Cause when you open those eyes my dear;
We will all be here
We will all be here
We will all be here...
See once it was so hard to carry on,
But take my hand, my shoulder; we'll be strong.
Don't think about the things that are all behind,
Just look ahead and hearts will heal with time.
Yeah live and believe it
Cause I know you're strong inside
Just try once to see it;
You will believe that
You will be alright
And we are right here by your side
Throw away those painful days
Take a breath and step away hey!
These Tears Would Come:These Tears Would Come:These Tears Would Come: in Free Verse More Like This
If my tears could tell a story of two -
What would they have to say about you?
Of a boy who spent his whole life seeking
And a girl who found it in the arms of another…
Would they tell us of laughter? Beneath a starlit sky,
Or of harsh words exchanged on bitter nights.
Would they speak of moments, so beautifully captured;
To be enjoyed in memory, like a perfect wine.
Or perhaps they would tell us of an untampered truth:
Of the lonely nights spent longing, for an Eden lost.
Captivated, habituated, to this lonely habit of you;
For her alone, these tears would come.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 31st march 2013
These Words Aren't PrettyThese Words Aren't Pretty:These Words Aren't Pretty in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My verses are ugly and I admit to the fact
I can't use pretty language when I'm working with rap
Because the things that I write, are just the things that I feel
I ain't an Edgar Allan Poe or a Danielle Steel
And I'll be honest with you, I've got an envy inside
Because some poets got a flow that's as smooth as the tide
I read some stuff that they write, it's just so dope I ignite
Burning shame and my anger at the beautiful sight
And like birds of a feather, they're flocking together
These poets are the Gods and I'm nailed by the weather
But as the rain pours down, lightning resound;
I try to write pretty words but my lips remain bound
So deeply silenced by fear - the darkness I hear,
Afraid to be unloved by the ones I hold dear
I've hit the limit of time; my lyrical crime
These words that I've lived are just turning to grime.
So I wish I had their talent; just a sliver of that
If their skill was a mountain then I've broken my back
It's like t
Graduation DayGraduation Day:Graduation Day in Free Verse More Like This
They told us we would be alright...
We had fought with honour and won our titles.
We had overcome trials together -
Watching dozens of our siblings fall in the line of duty.
For this they had promised us, a wondrous welcome;
A bountiful world of adventure, with a myriad of paths.
All this, they said, awaited us in the stone cities.
Large metropolises, where the working folk resided...
There were hundreds of us, who made that journey.
Walking miles across the scorching desert,
Clinging to a hope of the fortunes beyond.
Yet what awaited us was not a promised land -
Nor was it a life based on the merit we had earned...
Instead we found ourselves quarantined,
Pitching tents of inexperience-
Huddling together for comfort and warmth;
As the great gates of employment stood eerily silent.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 18 June 2013
We Need Villains NOT HeroesFor the longest time I have admired heroes. I imagined them to be people of change, people who would bring the world forward and take us to even greater heights. It was then however, that I realised the 'Human Obstacle'.We Need Villains NOT Heroes in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Humans as I discovered, perhaps in the most painful of ways, are rather unintelligent beings. They are driven by their core instincts no matter how much they wish to deny it. And the only difference between one and the next is how deeply they let those instincts consume them.
If you walk out into the streets, you can see the well-adjusted average man. Yet in his mind he is not considering the good he could do with his life, he is only thinking about the next step. Where will I go next? Who will I be dating, what shall I enjoy next in life?
There is no thought of altruism; no sense of assistance for another. He could walk down an alleyway filled with the homeless and nothing would change...
If that is the case, then what is the path of truth? Is it doing
Shall I Bring You Despair?And so it has come to this.Shall I Bring You Despair? in Free Verse More Like This
The great hero stands poised,
Sword pointed at the demon king.
It is the stuff of legends is it not?
Yet, my objective is already complete.
For I am not a simple nightmare drawn from your feeble fairy tales.
Think about it, if indeed you can:
Today you'll kill me,
And raise my head before a baying crowd.
You'll show your acquisition proudly
And the people will welcome you.
In the first weeks,
There will be feasts and festivals.
Dancing and debauchery.
All to celebrate the hero's victory.
Then you'll become a king,
And eventually an emperor.
You will rule all the lands with fairness and equality.
A god amongst kings!
Yet something disturbs you...
Day by day you see the politics of the nobility.
You see them vying fo
Give them up, pleaseAnnex meGive them up, please in Free Verse More Like This
As my pencil breaks
The words run from my hands.
Those old denim jeans
With all of their tears and tears
I won't give them up
So give them back
Their futures?Swirling stones to light the wayTheir futures? in Free Verse More Like This
Living far away from those who search for their futures,
We can all but wonder about it.
Dragonfly bites leave nothing behind
However we may think they see
Those steaming faces blow in the breeze.
As a person loses their mind
Whenever they can afford
And to some day
They will live far away
Far away from what?
Maybe we don't know.
Don't turn awayOnce I was looking ahead at whatDon't turn away in Free Verse More Like This
I thought was a door.
Touch the nob, think about it-
What's that? I turn around
Looking back, I see the door
And suddenly it's gone.
UntitledThat moment at the top of a swing's high arcUntitled in Free Verse More Like This
With my best friend messing around on her dumb old guitar
It's bliss, isn't it, really
when we close our eyes
and let go of our feeling
but it's not a surprise.
The sound of twangy nostalgia lazily plays
As the harsh world around me falls into a haze.
No business of whose?What do you say to that,No business of whose? in Free Verse More Like This
my little friend?
The sky is clear, but...
I want to sleep.
up in the covers.
I don't want to be so cold,
but that doesn't work.
Those eyes look frozen.
Somebody awakens slowly,
no emotion is passed to another's mind.
"I can't find it.
What am I looking for?"
linked back to mine,
and we wonder why we're here.
You mutter in the cold.
"Oh, did you just say som-"
"No. I didn't."
Eyes once cold
They look a little different, now.
It's no business of yours."
Somebody worries overhead
wondering why those eyes
have gone soft.
Skin brushes against
what was my hand.
"Yeah. It's not."
Who knows what I thinkLavenders are hereWho knows what I think in Free Verse More Like This
"What a lovely smell"
I guess that was you.
Who knows what I think
This doesn't make sense
"Not to me," you say
Rotten flowers here
"What a horrid stench"
You guess that was me.
Who knows what you think
This makes perfect sense
Thinking back again.
bassThat low, mellow rumble is something that you can feel throughout your entire body when you really listen to it. It can almost be compared to the way you can feel the warmth of hot cocoa going down your throat after you take a large sip of it; the rich, syrupy vibrations that manifest themselves into luxurious sound-waves are like a dessert. It's not high and sugary, it doesn't strain your ears. The sound isn't tiring to hear, and yet it can still lull a person to sleep so easily. Full, filling, soothing, deep, easy... simple. Listening closely to the lowest of tones, each individual quiver of the large instrument's strings can be picked out. The bass truly is the base of all music.bass in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
For what painting is completely beautiful without a background, no matter how subtle it may seem?
just to keep smiling without.Tell me, what's the pointjust to keep smiling without. in Free Verse More Like This
In smiling when nobody's there
Tell me, why should I laugh
If there's nothing to laugh about?
Hey, you'll make somebody
Happy seeing you smile
Hey, you're helping me by
Laughing with your heart
I know, you wonder sometimes
Why humans are here
I know, it can upset you
To think that there's no point
We are here, 'cause
There's no point at all.
The reason "no point"
It's there for us to find...
That come to mind when you know
That someone's hurt.
So often held back
Will always help you through,
Tell me, what's the point
In smiling when nobody's there
I say, to that first statement
That you are really dumb.
And then, after I say that
I'll tell you what I believe the answer is
And that answer for me
"When somebody smiles
You know that something's good.
When you know that there's a good thing
You ponder what it is.
When you f
Another paperWords pass thoughAnother paper in Free Verse More Like This
The paper of soul
"You've done it wrong."
"It's written in pen."
Feels rather empty
The fish are there
But only wooden.
Eyes of fire
See the paper
They erase pen
But this is marker.
"Where are your bruises?"
"I have none to show."
"That, on your face."
How do you know?
I wonder and wander
This paper is vast
Words fill the page
But there is nothing seen.
To guide the pencil's holder.
Students of the ever?
Are you there?
Where is goodbye
When is the place
What do I see?
LivingI hope that I can live againLiving in Free Verse More Like This
I hope I do it right
I want to re-meet all my friends
Re-make my mistakes twice
And when I hum a song I've heard
It'll be completely new
Maybe I'll fly as such do birds
The whole world in my view
I really want to live again
I know I'll do it right
I won't try to fix my mistakes
And it'll be alright.
Ch17 True PainChapter 17Ch17 True Pain in Drama More Like This
Princess Celestia stood and watched as the castle gate crumbled and General Roza and her troops stormed the front castle garden. Princess Celestia turned to her guard and spoke, “Line your archers at the castle doors. If the enemy soldiers break through then fire on them.”
“YOUR MAJESTY!!! LOOK OUT!!!”
At that moment Commander Orem landed on the edge of the balcony and smiled, “You must be the pony princess that I’ve heard so much about. Are you willing to surrender, or should I kill you now?”
Princess Celestia glared at the intimidating griffon and replied, “You have some nerve to threaten me so lightly, why is the griffon king supporting the Nightmare Legion?”
“Beats me, his majesty said something about, helping the
Ch12 A Murder in Cloudsdale's ShadowChapter 12Ch12 A Murder in Cloudsdale's Shadow in Profiles More Like This
A Murder in Cloudsdale's Shadow
The cloud lost its charge and dispersed as Commander Bolt dropped to a knee to catch his breath. Shortly after, he looked around to see that all the celestial soldiers in the area were unconscious. Then he muttered to himself, “This is the second Lightning Orb since this battle began, I can’t keep this pace, at this rate I'll pass out before too long.”
At that moment, Captain Drib approached from the sky, “Sir the celestial commander has been found, General Roza is fighting him as we speak.”
Commander Bolt stood back up “Good, then we will buy her time to end the battle, where are the others?”
“Stone is in the rear firing arrows at long rang, Viscous and Snow are nearby fighting celesti
Ch 11 Wounded Spiritually, Physically, EmotionallyChapter 11Ch 11 Wounded Spiritually, Physically, Emotionally in Profiles More Like This
Wounded Spiritually, Physically, Emotionally
Commander Bolt once again stood at the summit of Dragon Mountain, completely irritated at his surroundings. Commander Bolt looked at Equestria just like always only this time he didn’t pay attention to what he usually does. “I KNOW THIS DREAM!!! I’ve had it numerous times since Mist died! Who are you? Why are you showing me the same dog and pony show every night? ANSWER ME!!!”
As Commander Bolt wanted, he got an answer from behind. However, the voice that replied sends a string of emotion through his very soul, first shock then fear. The voice answered, “Getting a little irritated aren’t ya… Sparky.”
Commander Bolt tur
The Difference Ch3Chapter 3The Difference Ch3 in Drama More Like This
“Are you sure this is a good idea? I don’t want you to get hurt.”
Star Bolt looked back at Gem while they continued flying, “I'll be fine Gem, what worries me is why you’re coming with me. You have been sick the past week and I don’t think you should be out in your condition. By the way, what did the doctor tell you this morning?”
Gem shook her head, “I'm fine Star, he just said it was the stomach flu. There isn’t anything to worry about.”
Star Bolt looked forward and continued as they flew, “I just don’t want you to risk yourself, this sort of thing can be dangerous, I am meeting with dragons after all.”
Gem sighed, “Star I'm not a
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The Freak and His Friend
“Now Star, I know you don’t want to get anypony in trouble, but I want you to tell me the truth, who gave you that bruise?”
Star looked at Mrs. Myer and replied, “I tripped and fell while playing with one of the other foals outside, that’s all that happened.”
Star’s lie wasn’t convincing Mrs. Myer at all, but since she couldn’t prove anything, she sighed and changed the subject, “Ok you fell while playing, so did you think of a last name yet? You decided to call yourself Star because of the shape of your cutie mark but what about a last name?”
Star shook his head, “Sorry ma’am but I haven’t thought of one yet.”
Mrs. Myer n
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“Keep your eyes open! I hear they have the reaper on their side”
“The Reaper? You mean that mercenary who formed The Cutters? I thought she vanished about twenty years ago.”
“She did, but she’s back… and she is just as deadly as ever. So keep your eyes out.”
The Nightmare Legion’s soldiers continued traveling slowly and cautiously through the forest while Star Bolt, The Reaper, Commander Mist, and a few their soldiers watched them from their hiding places amongst the trees, The Reaper nudged Star Bolt and whispered, “Looks like I'm well known in their ranks, should I introduce myself?”
Star Bolt smiled, “Patience Scy, we need them to meet my wife first, remember?”
The reaper replied, “Aw, you’re no fun.”
“You can have your turn, I promise.”
Ch19 A Meeting To End The WarChapter 19Ch19 A Meeting To End The War in Drama More Like This
A Meeting To End The War
As Princess Celestia stood next to Commander Bolt, she too bowed in respect to the small memorial. One by one, the soldiers who were accompanying them started to bow in respect for the fallen Commander. When they rose, Princess Celestia asked Commander Bolt, “What does the red cloth stand for?”
Commander Bolt replied, “Passion, it was a gift from Gem Stone. She… she liked to wear a color that would symbolize her mood for the day’s events. That day we were setting off for Cloudsdale. I guess she was feeling passionate that day.”
“What does pink mean then?”
Commander Bolt lowered his head, “Pink… was her favorite color, she wore it when she wanted to look her best… or when the day was going to hold a special occasion. I guess she was expecting
The Diffrence Ch1Chapter 1The Diffrence Ch1 in Drama More Like This
A Mysterious Beginning
The crackling sound of burning wood and the hiss of electric popping was all he could hear around him. The young foal opened his eyes, he could see many stars but the smoke from the burning embers were covering a few of them. The colt tried to sit up but it was no use, his body felt completely drained. He turned his head to look around, he was lying on his back in a crater of scorched plants, and every other second he could see some kind of electric arc come off the ground and make contact with a scorched stump or even a part of his body. In the shadow on the outside of the crater, he could see glowing eyes of some kind of creature, hidden in the shadows. The colt was afraid but he was too weak to get up and run. As the creature got closer, it put its paw on the edge of the crater. Almost immediately, an arc of electricity jumped out of the
The Cutters Part 1The Traitor of the Crystal EmpireThe Cutters Part 1 in Profiles More Like This
The soldier stood at attention in the middle of the royal hall, with his king watching from his thorn, as his general paced around him, “Soldier! I called you here because of all the kings soldiers, you seemed to be the most loyal, trustworthy, and strong… however, that won’t stop me from asking you a series of questions to prove your loyalty… What is your name?”
The soldier replied, “My name is Major Traipse, Sir!”
the general looked at the king who watched with no expression, then the general looked back at the soldier and asked, “Is that your real name?”
“What is your real name?”
Traipse replied without hesitation, “I don’t know sir!”
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The Fallen Star
“The Summer Sun Celebration, we used to just call it the summer solstice but it seems that Princess Celestia had decided to turn it into some kind of celebration… I wonder if it’s an ego thing. Either way this is the day that the stars should unite with the moon… I wonder what will happen.”
Star Bolt watched the ponies of Equestria as they were getting everything ready for the celebration in a town called Ponyville. He had seen the stars as they journeyed across galaxies, only so they could meet here tomorrow night. He didn’t know what would happen, would they destroy the moon, the planet or would it do something else. All he did know, was that it was going to happen, and it was going to happen on the same night as The Summer Sun Celebration.
Cinderpelt x Littlecloud "Marigold. Juniper berries. Burdock root." Cinderpelt said as she walked through ThunderClan's territory. She had to remember the herbs that she needed to collect before Leaf-bare set in.Cinderpelt x Littlecloud in Settings More Like This
She was following a marigold scent trail, leading to the ShadowClan border. Her dark gray pelt was shimmering in the sun and her shining blue eyes glittered beautifully. She was beautiful, except for her leg. Her stupid, broken, lame, in-the-way hind leg. She always thought that it was the reason why she wasn't a warrior, which was true. But now that she was a medicine cat, there was no way she could be with the love of her life, Fireheart.
She sat by the border, carefully tearing off the marigold leaves. She was concentrating so much on her work, she didn't notice the cat that was right behind her.
"Cinderpelt!" a tom said. Cinderpelt jumped in surprise, then twisted around. She expected to see a vicious ShadowClan warrior, ready to tear her apart,
Ivypool and Toadstep part 3 Walking into the camp after hunting, Ivypool laid her catch on the fresh-kill pile. She sat beside it and started to groom her fur.Ivypool and Toadstep part 3 in Settings More Like This
Toadstep, who was patrolling all day, was eating a vole under the Highledge. He couldn't help but to stare at the white-and-silver she-cat.
Ivypool looked up and caught the Toadstep staring. Her pelt heats up with embarrassment. Toadstep darted his gaze away. He takes a deep breath and stands. The black-and-white tom walks to Ivypool. "Uh..." he said.
Ivypool looks at him, her blue gaze boring into his eyes. He flicks his tail nervously. "Um, Ivypool. Do you want to take a walk?" He asked, shuffling his paws.
The she-cat widens her eyes abit. "Um, sure." she said. Was that relief in his eyes? And happiness?
The two warriors leave camp. They walk through the territory, not saying a word. The forest was alive and free, no signs of the battle left. It was peaceful.
Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 12 Horror crawled through Dovewing's gray pelt as Hazeltail's advances, claws unshealthed and fur bristling. She won't kill me. She's my Clanmate. No matter how much she hates me, she won't kill me.Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 12 in Settings More Like This
But the longer Dovewing gazed at her seething Clanmate, the less she was convinced. Hazeltail looked as it Dovewing has murdered a Clanmate.
Hazeltail raises her head, narrowing her eyes. "I loved Bumblestripe. I thought he loved me too. I thought we were going to become mates and grow old in the elders den together. But no. You had to come in and steal his heart. I was heart-broken at first, then came up with a plan. A plan to hurt you as much as you hurt me."
"My plan was to hurt your kits. Hurt them as you hurt me. But once again....you've ruined my plans. So I see no other alternative....but to kill you myself." Hazeltail hissed.
Dovewing's eyes widened. No! "Hazeltail, think about what you are doing.
Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 10 "Badgerpaw, how is your paw?" Dovewing asked fretfully. Badgerpaw looks at his paw, which was covered in bark and webs. "It doesn't hurt anymore. Jayfeather is a wonderful medicine cat!" He purred, mixed colored eyes shining in excitement.Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 10 in Settings More Like This
Firestar purrs. "Indeed. Badgerpaw, would you answer some questions me and your mother have for you?" He asked
Badgerpaw nods. He tilts his head. "What kind of questions?" Dovewing licks his head. "Questions about," That crow-food eating peice of foxdung! "your mentor." Dovewing said.
Firestar scoots closer. "Badgerpaw, what do you think about your mentor's training?" He asked. "It's fun! The battle-training is tough though. But Hazeltail says being a warrior means learning how to be tough. So she pushes me alot. I don't mind it...most of the time." Badgerpaw said.
Dovewing shoots a look at Firestar. Firestar flicks his ear at her and, still looking at Badgerpaw. "How do you th
Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 9 "Quicker, Badgerpaw, faster!" Hazeltail ordered. Badgerpaw pants in frustration and twists around, clawing at the air. The move she taught him was very edvanced, even though he has been training for a moon. "Hazeltail, this is hard." He said, stopping and panting.Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 9 in Settings More Like This
Hazeltail narrows her eyes. "Do you want to be a good fighter or not?" She asked, lashing her tail. Badgerpaw widens his mixed colored eyes. "I want to be a good fighter!" He pleaded. "Then do the move and do it right!" She hissed.
Badgerpaw nods, determined, and crouched down. He jumps and tries to twist, but he fails and falls on his side. "Ow!" He whimpers. Hazeltail rolls her eyes. "Cats have tails for a reason!" She scolded. "Learn how to use it!"
Badgerpaw nods and stands. But he stumbles. He looks at his paw, which was slightly crooked. "Hazeltail! My paw hurts!"
Hazeltail narrows her eyes and walks over. She touches his paw, finding that it was broken. "
Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 6Dovewing wakes up on the nursery, two moons after her and Bumblestripe became mates. She washes her face and stands, grunting in the new weight of her belly. Her kits were due any day now. Her's and Bumblestripe's.Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 6 in Settings More Like This
She walks out of the nursery. Dispite having the cat she loves as her mate and having kits with him, she was afraid of what Hazeltail might do to her kits.
Bumblestripe was coming into the camp. He was carrying a rabbit. He smiles at his pregnunt mate* "Hey!" He greets with a mouthful of rabbit fur. "I waz jus abot to giv you dis rubbit!" He smiles.
Dovewing purrs and takes the rabbit from his jaws. "Don't talk with your mouth full." She purred. Bumblestripe smiles again and nuzzles her muzzle.
Hazeltail narrows her eyes at Dovewing. If I can mentor one of those kits.... She thought.
Dovewing drags the rabbit to under the Highledge. Bumblestripe gasps and takes the rabbit from
Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 3 Hazeltail slows her breathing to fight off the rage. Now that it was gone, she felt grief and fear. Oh Bumblestripe. Why are you with Dovewing? Don't you know that I love you? She drops hints all the time, the brushing of their fur. Sharing fresh-kill and sharing tongues.Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 3 in Settings More Like This
She sighs. She started to walk back to camp, even without any prey. All the way home, Hazeltail was thinking of ways to break them up. I should ask Lionblaze. He was her mentor. Maybe he can tell me something worth finding out. Hazeltail smiles as she enters the camp.
Dovewing was sunning her gray pelt on a ledge. She looks up drowsily at Hazeltail. Dovewing started to worry that she was fetching Bumblestripe, who was in there. But Hazeltail came out with Lionblaze behind her. They walked out to a quiet corner of the camp. Dovewing uses her senses to hear what they were saying. She felt bad about using her powers like this, but she had to know.
Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 2 Dovewing's ears pricked when Hazeltail walked out from undergrowth. Bumblestripe nods to her. Dovewing narrows her eyes at her. Is it me, or does she look like someone made dirt in her fresh-kill?Dovewing and Bumblestripe part 2 in Settings More Like This
Hazeltail pushed down her fur to keep from bristling. She had been hunting when she saw them near the stream, so lose they looked like one big cat. That fox-heart! She better not be trying to steal Bumblestripe away from me!
Dovewing flicks her eyes away from Hazeltail's hostile gaze. Bumblestripe seemed not to notice Hazeltail's strange behavior at all. She looked angry and annoyed. So opposite from her happy and generous personality.
Hazeltail sighs to try to expell her anger. "Sorry you two. I was hunting this squirrel and it ran so fast through the forest I thought it would be in RiverClan territory before I could say 'mouse'." Bumblestripe laughed good-heartidly
Is she blushing? Dovewing tho
Cinderpelt x Littlecloud 2 Cinderpelt limped through ThunderClan's territory. She let out a toothy yawn and sat by a small bushel. Cinderpelt shook. Leaf-bare has set in and the herbs that Littlecloud let her have are surviving the cold winds. Now, she had to collect some juniper berries for Whitestorm's upset belly, though she doubted there were any in the territory.Cinderpelt x Littlecloud 2 in Settings More Like This
The bushel Cinderpelt stopped by wasn't completely covered in snow, but the leaves were frosty. It would be a miracle if any juniper berries made it through the first freezes. But it was her job as a medicine cat to check.
The icy leaves hurt her paws as she nustled them aside. Her mind drifted as she worked, thinking about Fireheart again. The handsome, strong, brave ginger tom that was once her mentor. Her warrior mentor, anyway. Now, he was with Sandstorm, that stuck-up, no-good, stubborn she-cat. Cinderpelt didn't like her, clearly. Cinderpelt's dark gray fur was bristled.
"Cinderpelt! Glad to
The fire has died. "Firestar!" Sandstorm yelled. It was the Battle with the Dark Forest, and Firestar has just been killed. Grief, shock, confusion, and anger swept over Sandstorm all at once, making her head dizzy.The fire has died. in Settings More Like This
But we won the battle! He shouldn't have died! He won! she thought desperately.
Sandstorm knelt before her ginger mate's body. The stentch of smoke and death clung to his fur like a burr. Sandstorm choked back a yowl and cried.
She could barely hear her Clanmates around her, but the yelled; "Bramblestar! Bramblestar! Bramblestar!"
How could they?! Their leader has just been killed! Don't they care? But Sandstorm swallowed her anger into her belly and yelled out the dark brown tabby's new name.
Sandstorm didn't hear much after words: Squirrelflight was made deputy, the apprentice's made it back to camp. Now the ThunderClan cats were ready to start rebuilding the camp, but all Sandstorm could do was grie
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South Park; Not normal? (CREEK)
"I'm not normal! These feelings they they aren't normal. Am I not normal?" I was lying on my coach sprawled out on my back, with my hand over my face. I had a head ache!
"Why is this so hard? I don't think I'm normal, but yet pretty much all of fucking South Park isn't normal. Wait does that make me normal? I can't be because I'm thinking I'm not normal. GUAH!!"
"Craig?" I heard my mom call and I shot up. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing Mom." I answered quicker than I should have. To be truthful, there is something wrong. I'm so fucking confused I feel like I'm going to die! I think I have always had a crush on my best friend, but all of the sudden this crush grew in to something bigger! Whenever I look at him, I turn beat red and I don't know what
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South Park; Not normal? (CREEK) chp.3
I-I, Tweek was trying to say something; IM SO SORRY CRAIG!! with that he jumped off me and ran off, leaving me out in the cold.
I watched Tweek shrink smaller and smaller as he ran away. 'What just happened?' I was saying over and over in my head. I touched my hands to my lips remembering how much I wanted to hold him tighter, and kiss him more, but instead, he ran off with me lying on the ground, alone!
The next day
I got no sleep last night at all! I ended up staying up working on the project Tweek and I was supposed to be working on together! I didn't finish it though; Tweek can just finish the rest on his own! I was still mad at Tweek for kissing me and running off! He has no idea what this is doing to me! D
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South Park; Not normal? (CREEK) chp.5
touché. I pressed my lips to Tweeks soft and tender ones. As gay as this may sound, this time the kiss felt more wonderful then the first. We separated from each others lips and looked into each others eyes. I embraced Tweek with my arms tightly around him. He did the same. I lay against the fire place and ever so often would say the 3 words, I love you. Even after he fell asleep in my arms I continued to say those words. I love you so much was the last thing I said before I closed my eyes, and drifted off to sleep.
My chest felt heavy and warm. The feeling felt nice. I felt something against my cheek. I slowly opened my eyes to see blonde, shaggy hair in my face. I realized t
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South Park; Not normal? (CREEK) chp.10
I couldn't see anything, everything was dark, and I was hearing moaning and crying. It sounded like my parents. Why couldn't I open my eyes and find out why they were crying? Why couldn't I wake up? Was this just a bad dream? An endless dark dream? If so, I would like to die now. I would rather die. I don't want to be trapped in this lonely, black, barren place. But I won't die, I refuse to. I want to see Tweek. I want to hold him once again. I want to wake up and comfort my family! I want too wake up! I need to! I need Tweek! I NEED TO WAKE UP!
TWEEKS (emo) POV
it's been 3 weeks now. This misery was endless. The people around me that I cared about were all miserable too. I was the most miserable one of everyone. I know I really don't have that rig
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Stan and I were playing some video games in his room as usual. Just another normal day doing nothing really.
"Hey, Kyle, are you hungery?"
"Wanna go grab a bite somewhere?"
"After I beat you again, you just want to leave because I always beat you."
"Psh! I was just asking a nice question, and you have to go all mean."
"hmmm?" Stan had a 'i have no idea what you are talking about' tone in his voice. I beat Stan, again, and we went to get some lunch.
"Alright, bet was you would buy my lunch if I won." I said.
"Geez, I will be broke by the end of summer if I keep making bets like this..."
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Hah! S-STOP! K KENNY! Ungh! KENNY! PLEASE! He paused. He pushed back. I refused to look at Kenny. I felt something wet stream from my eyes. Kenny stood up quickly, and fumbled back. I stood up as well. He was silent. He stared at me with a sad face. I glared at him. I moved forwards and punched him right in the jaw. He winced at the pain. He looked at me from the corner of his eye, with the same sad look. CH! CHARLIE! COME BOY! The dog looked up and ran over. I grabbed his leash and put it on the collar and stalked back in the building. Mad, angry, pissed a little sad and confused. I had a lot of questions, but definitely none that I am going to ask
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He likes a girl, but I like him. He has a girl friend, I dont. He is tall, good looking, and has great hair, while I am shorter then most guys, not as good looking and I have a fro. I, Kyle, have been best friends with a guy named Stan Marsh sense as long as I can remember. Yes, I am a dude and yes, I was just talking about my best friend like that. Why would a dude be thinking things like what I just said about another dude you ask? Well, because I am in love with my best friend and I would be considered not normal for liking the same sex. How long have I had these feelings for my best friends, Stan? About 7 years. I am currently 16 almost 17. I was staring out the window in my cl
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Do you REALLY want to know who I like? I was surprised, but I nodded. He sighed and put his hand on his fore head and looked like he was really frustrated and nervous! He put his had down from his face and looked at me like
He wished he didnt want to say anything; instead he fixed his fingers into a pointing position, and pointed, in front of my face.
I stared at the finger pointing at my face. My mind was blank. I didnt know what to do. I looked from Stans finger to his face. He looked serious. His face was also staring at mine with a not joking kinda face.
W-what? I said. Stan then smirked.
HA HA! Dude! You should see your face! You look as scared
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I thought I was always a streight dude... up until about 5 months ago... I think I am bi now! Scratch that, I KNOW I am bi now! How did I become bi? And who with? Well, I started having dreams of me and my best friend Kyle. The first 'gay' dream I had was me making out with Kyle. I thought 'it's just a dream, I can get over it...' but I kept having more and more dreams. I kept saying to myself that I wasn't gay, OR bi! Soon enough, I started getting wet dreams. GAY wet dreams. it was about after 3 and a half months later that I excepted I was bi. I'm definately not gay, because I totally dig girls... I think. Anyway, after having all those g
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South Park; Not normal? (CREEK) chp.9
"Alright." I headed back upstairs. I hope I could get well before tomorrow. I opened my door and saw on the floor, an empty cup of coffee. I don't know if I would like being away from Tweek if I stayed home from school.
NOTE!!! This is in Tweek's POV!!!
I wasn't too proud how my diorama turned out Juliet looked like a slaughtered cow, and Romeo looked like a girl. I'm definitely not as skilled as Craig. He says he isn't good at art at all, but really, he is pretty good. I am afraid to show him this disaster piece of 'art' to Craig. I was holding the diorama and could hardly see in front of me. I looked up at the sunrise as I was walking to school. It looked so beautiful
"Gah!" I had bumped into someone. "I-I-I'm sorry!!" I stuttered. I wish I w
Freeing CassandraI saw her sititng at the park bench watching the children play. I didn't know anything about her, only that she had short blue hair and these hazel brown eyes that seemed locked in sad thoughts. She always wore that same plaid jacket with a tear in it as well as ripped jeans. I saw this girl on a daily bases, On my way to and from school one day I decided to ask my mother about her.Freeing Cassandra in Short Stories More Like This
"Mom, who do you think that girl is?"
"which girl sweety?"
"the girl with blue hair that sits at the park bench everyday."
"I haven't seen any girl."
I decided not to ask anymore questions and still day after day I saw the sad girl sitting at the park bench until one day I went to the park.
It was a crisp fall day and leaves from the trees slowly made there way down and as I sat next to her I felt the air get noticeably colder.
A silence passed between us untill I finally asked her a question.
"Why do you seem so sad?"
The girl said nothing but slowly swung her feet back and forth as if she was thinking.
This is meI speak these words; I swear they seem so clearThis is me in Free Verse More Like This
And yet somehow they blow away between you and I
Why can't I make you see, everything that's within me?
This is who I am
Fighting it nearly drove me to my grave.
This burden is weighing me down
Please, help me with your love
I need you to understand
I'm screaming but I only hear it in my mind
This barrier won't break
I'm so frustrated I need to scream
Why can't you see?
This is me.
I'm fighting I'm struggling
But you remain unclear
You see my pain and yet you can't grasp why
This won't go away
I love you but I feel miles apart
I'm drowning so slowly
Expand your mind
This is getting rough
You say you're at my side
Yet there is a cold wind blowing I feel lonesome
I'm slipping I'm falling
This is becoming excruciating
I need you to comfort me
Tell me I'm not wrong
Tell me that you love me
Tell me you understand
Oh god how I need you to understand.
You're the one I want
That won't change but I need you to see
best of meFeels as if it's been days since I've sleptbest of me in Free Verse More Like This
Only because all I've done is wept.
Love seems to be going wrong
I want to be free yet I'm restrained
Am I becoming another cliché song?
I feel so drained.
Screw trying to put my words into pretty little lines
Truth is I don't understand
How I always get myself into these situations
I seem so determined to find unhappiness
Just like I always find that longest path
I never mean to I'm just trying to move
Just trying to get to where I'm going
But I'm always stumbling
I want to fall to my knees but it just won't happen
I can't drop what I already have
Why am I so greedy?
Do I always need something more then what I have?
Always struggling to be happy and it never happens
Fighting hard, always so hard but for what?
Be easy to label me as ill but I won't let that excuse win
Because in the end I know it still boils down to me trying to
Stable my ground.
Exhausting as it is, I won't let myself get weak.
I won't let them get the best of me.
I can save youLet your walls down and let me inI can save you in Free Verse More Like This
I can hold you up because I see you slipping
I won't let you fall.
Can't you see, I want it to be you and me?
Let me be your hero, your knight in armour
I won't hurt you.
Lets run off to a faraway land I'll show you the
Demons I can sleigh
You'll be safe, if you open up your heart.
Give me a chance can't you see I'm on my knees?
I've never needed someone like I need you
At the very least let me save you
I know I can oh please don't let yourself burn
My soul would bleed for you, the one I love.
That stunningly gorgeous smile of yours is so rare
Why can't I see it more?
I know I can save you and this could be
A modern day happy ending.
SurrenderHer beauty was a wilted flower, trampled and forgottenSurrender in Free Verse More Like This
Only a wisp of her beauty left. Beaten broken crumbling
The men they stole it from her but love her I did.
Maybe it had something to do with my fascination of tragedy.
I see her ever so often on the street, my heart bleeds
Paying the price seems so cheap. Why can't she belong to me?
What do I have to pay to keep her forever in my arms?
What do I have to pay to restore that old vitality?
Trampled, broken a shell of who she was.
I never had the nerve to ask
My feeling they were a mask
Surrender, I need her to surrender
Love her in all her faded glory
I'd tell her but I can't help but fear
She'd shoot the messenger.
Why can't this flower belong to me?
EscapeI want to escape to my fantasiesEscape in Free Verse More Like This
Where there's always someone to hold me in their arms
a friend to wipe away the tears
And take away the fears.
I want to escape to a place where I know how to be strong
a place where I belong
A place like no other, made just for me
My own personal sanctuary.
Maybe, if I close my eyes I can slip into a world like no other
A world where loneliness doesn't exist
And lies never cross the mind.
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The way you're stumbling and dropping to your knees.
You want me back. You now see that you need me.
The words are pouring out like a damn breaking
Letting the water wash through an un expecting town
I'm sorry, I was wrong let's try again
My heart feels squeezed the words taking the
Very life from me
It's too late
My mind is made I close the door
Your wails and please mean nothing to me
But I hear them from the other side of the door
Threatening to break my armour
Swallowing the lump in my throat I walk away
Holding my head up high while telling myself
You're doing the right thing.
Who am I?Sometimes I wonder who exactly I amWho am I? in Free Verse More Like This
I know my name
I know my face
And yet I feel so utterly lost
I think I like girls
But I'm in love with a boy
I love piercings and dying my hair
But I wear girly clothes
I watch anime
But would never attend a convention
I guess I don't really fit under a label
I like to think I believe strongly in my opinions
Yet I rarely voice them
I act and believe that I'm an open minded person
Yet I find myself subjecting to prejudice and judgment
I want to be a strong respected girl
I come off as immature and cute
People see me as optimistic and helpful
I feel dark and useless
The parts of me I want to speak freely about I have to lock away
I want to be myself
But i want to still be loved
I have every reason to be happy
And yet it's slipping away
No one's noticed, not even him.
I hate people
I don't want to be alone
I want to tell the world to fuck it's self
Yet I'm determined to find hope
I'm not really here anymore
And yet even knowing all these
Things I still
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the things that go on in my mind?
Would you run and never look back?
Or would you hold me tight as I bring us both down?
Could you still love me, if you knew. Im pretending to be happy?
Would you bid me farewell and let me live my lie?
or would you stand by myside untill laughter was in my eyes?
Could you still love me if you knew my biggest
enemy was my self?
Would you leave me alone with a cliche line?
Or would you help me fend off my demons?
Could you still love me if I let you see the depths of my soul and the scars that
Would you just think im another lost cause and tell me so?
Or would you be my shoulder to cry on as all the wounds healed?
So, Could you love me If I let you see who I was, If I let down the barries
and opend my heart up to you?
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It doesn't take very much to say
"Are you okay?"
It doesn't take much strength
To give a hug.
You use fewer muscles to smile
Then to frown.
So turn somebody's day around.
Only a few minutes out of many
Are lost when you lend an ear
It's worth it when you can save
Hate feels so very vile
So why don't you try love for awhile?
Someone's heart can mend
When you try to defend
Be strong because
The Luna Diaries- Entry 21Dear Diary,The Luna Diaries- Entry 21 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It is day two of my forced exile to my bedroom. I’m still feeling incredibly weak, which makes me happy that my diary is voice activated.
I couldn’t sleep a single wink last night because I kept having long coughing fits. Heartstrings was nice enough to stay with me and keep me company, at least to some degree. She had to go and check on other things every now and then, as well as going out to get me food; even if I could barely eat. I’ve already gone through most of the adventure books that Swift gave me, but I really can’t be bothered to read the ones for school, hence the reason for this update.
Some mail came for me today, the first mail I’d received in a very long time. It was a letter from Aurora and included the tickets for the play that her parents are in, as well as a get well soon card. I’m not entirely certain how the mail got here, since Moonfire’s address is obviously not the royal palace. I’m go
The Luna Diaries- Entry 18Dear Diary,The Luna Diaries- Entry 18 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I woke up in the observatory this morning, wrapped in my sister’s forelegs. She had been up for a few hours at that point, having had to raise the sun. I felt considerably better than I had since my return, stronger, more at peace with everything. When I eventually got in front of a mirror, I was pleased to discover that newfound connection with the energy of the night had had a more… cosmetic change on my body.
My mane was now much darker in colour and moved on its own accord, much like Tia’s did. It hadn’t gotten any longer but I surmise that continued contact with my old friend the moon would restore me to my former shape.
I got to school late today thanks to a wing cramp that forced me to gallop the whole way. But when I did arrive and went to put my bag into my locker, I was surprised to find a pink heart-shaped box of chocolates propped up against my book. There was a small tag that simply said ‘From an admirer’ scrawled in mes
The Luna Diaries- Entry 9Dear Diary,The Luna Diaries- Entry 9 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It’s done. I am proud to announce the addition of three new Moon Knights. Silver Wing, Heartstrings and Swift. The transformations went almost according to book, aside from a few unforeseen occurrences, such as when poor Swift was stuck with only a single wing for about half an hour, or when Silver Wing’s eyes wouldn’t change. It all worked out in the end and I was happy to see that all three of them were pleased with the change.
Tia came to watch the ceremony, an act which I did not at all expect. She sat away from the proceedings, and even applauded once each pony had been changed and officially sworn in. I confronted her afterwards and demanded she explain her presence. Her infuriatingly simple reply of; “I felt as though I should be here” was not enough. I badgered her for a while longer; I did have a few hours to spare while my new guards were in recovery after all. Tia’s… lies, were always part of the way she talked to me. Ev
The Luna Diaries- Entry 11Dear Diary,The Luna Diaries- Entry 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This entry is being written not in the palace, but instead in the wonderfully old streets of my new favourite town in all of Equestria; Trottingham. I managed to squeeze myself onto the list for a school trip to Trottingham for three days. Aurora is with me as well, which is fantastic. We even get to share a room in the hotel. She even likes to admit that her blindness does come with some advantages, such as certain special amenities in our room, such as a larger shower and bathroom.
Before we were left alone, our teacher, Miss PrimProse, made me read this pamphlet that detailed a few of the responsibilities that I had in looking after her. I had to make sure that she could get to the toilet and to her bed. I could see Aurora getting more and more embarrassed as she explained the situation to me. When she left, Aurora threw herself on her bed and groaned. I couldn’t understand why she was agitated, but then she explained that she hated feeling special or above everypo
The Luna Diaries- Entry 13Dear Diary,The Luna Diaries- Entry 13 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The countryside around Trottingham was so stunning, the rolling hills, the cliffs that are made almost entirely out of white stone and my favourite landmark that I have ever seen; Ponehenge. A massive array of impossible large stones that have been arranged in such a way that to me it looks like a massive horseshoe, but Nebula thinks it looks like a Zebrican tribal space. But then I DID get to see it from the air, and it does still look like a horseshoe. It was interesting to note that nopony seems to know how those stones came to rest there, because according to both our tour guide and Miss PrimProse, they are all from the centre of the Everfree Forest, and have some mineral in them that makes them impervious to magic.
We ate lunch at the site and discussed all of the possibilities and conspiracies that surrounded it. Sly brought up one particular story that had little impact on me except to make me angry, although I did manage to hide it from the others. According to Sly,
The Luna Diaries- Entry 1Dear Diary,The Luna Diaries- Entry 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Well, I did what Tia said, 'Start a journal of your thoughts and feelings now that you are back.' I suppose she is right, it might help me to collect myself, focus on things, not to mention the fact that it will be good to have a record of my progress. I mean, I do have over a thousand years of Equestrian history to catch up on.
I just wish the spell that Tia gave me wouldn't change what I'm saying into so called 'Modern Equestrian.' Lazy and stupid if you ask me.
Well I suppose I should start by saying hello, or should I? I'm the only one that's meant to read this aren't I? I shouldn't have to say that my name is Luna and I am Princess of Equestria, what point does that serve other than to stroke my ego and create vanity within my heart. But it is strange to be sitting here in the dark with nothing but the glow of the magic and a single candle to help me see what I'm doing.
I like the dark, it is my element after all, but there is something about it now that feels… off. I
The Luna Diaries- Entry 14Dear Diary,The Luna Diaries- Entry 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We left our makeshift campsite not long after dawn, with not a single pony unhappy with the adventure. Since it was our last day in Trottingham, we were given free reign over what we did, as long as we stayed within our groups and didn’t do anything dangerous or against the law. All of us, even Sly, agreed to go down the main street and explore the multitude of stores that lined the cobblestone street. Each one had previously been a store in older times, and most of them had kept that same aesthetic. Aurora, Nebula and I ducked into a book store while Sunbeam, Sly and Miss PrimProse went into a souvenir shop that was next door. It didn’t take long for us to find the braille section for Aurora, and she found herself a copy of “The encyclopaedia of Equestrian Mythology” which she told me was a collection of a bunch of old stories, including “The Mare in the Moon” story. When I heard that, I immediately found myself a text copy so that I cou
The Luna Diaries- Entry 20Dear Diary,The Luna Diaries- Entry 20 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
This morning was horrible. I woke up coughing as though my body was trying to evacuate my lungs from my chest. My muscles felt incredibly weak, so much so that I could barely lift my forelegs and I somehow managed to split my lip on the floor when I tripped over my own legs as I was trying to get out of bed.
Heartstrings apparently heard the commotion of my failed attempt to get ready for school and came into the room just as I blew a large amount of phlegm into a tissue, making her gag uncontrollably.
Ignoring my groans of protest she ushered me back into my bed, telling me that I would not be attending school before she galloped away to get the castle physician. I tried to tell her not to, that I would be fine with time, but again she ignored me.
When the doctor arrived, I was surprised and a little nervous when I found that it wasn’t the doctor that I had interacted with before. He was a grey Pegasus with a brown mane and tail who introduced himself as ‘D
The Luna Diaries- Entry 15Dear Diary,The Luna Diaries- Entry 15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Well I have to say, I’m thoroughly disappointed. I spent all weekend scouring the archives for any mention of the Ponehenge stones and well… I found it. Turns out that Ponehenge was an outdoor fast food restaurant that had been owned my zebras.
So they had it set up so ponies in carriages would walk up to the first window and order what they wanted, and then move on to the next window, where they would be given their food. I also found out how they got the stones to the site; Zebrasai. A.K.A Pegasus zebras. They tethered the stones to themselves and then rested on clouds for the journey. They got shut down by the Equestrian guard after one of them found half a mouse in his lasagne and I suppose that everypony just forgot as time went on.
After I finished my ‘research’ I went down to the statue garden and went for a walk so I could try and clear my head of the frustration that had been brought around by my discovery. I was joined by Heart
The Luna Diaries- Entry 16Dear Diary,The Luna Diaries- Entry 16 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I talked to Tia today, and it seemed to go well. I’ve learnt since I got back that the easiest time to talk to Tia is during meals because she is… preoccupied. So during breakfast I asked her to speak to Shining Armour about the way the day guards are treating my night guards. She promised to do so, but her tone sounded insincere. I pray that she isn’t telling me this only to placate me and make me forget about it all.
I was determined to make sure that some action was taken, so I personally headed out to the guard house to talk to Shining Armour. I was in my disguise at the time and I found out something very interesting at that point; not all of the guard is aware of my scholastic activities. I was turned away at least three times and even threatened before Shining Armour happened to walk out to see what the commotion was about. If any of the nobles had been passing by at that point, they would have gotten a very strange scene where a pair of guards wer