1) Yeah. I read that you can raise your fire defense so high that you’re immune to his breath attacks, but he’ll still kill you if he lands on you. I only won because somepony else knew the fight and locked him into the pattern while I just fired lightning arrows from a bow at a distance/stayed out of the way.
First run through I was a 40/40 dual Caestus build with enough intelligence to cast Soul Arrow as a ranged attack. I had heavy armor, a bunch of health, and just dodged everything I could.
NG+ I’m in the process of switching to some slightly lighter armor in order to have a wider range of weapons at the ready. Also I boosted my intelligence up and now use Soul Spears, which I can easily cast with my dual Blue Flames. But I only just got the four great souls so I still have a ways.
2) Maybe?
3) B: Yes, bottled liquids. That was obviously the only issue.
4) Well, we don’t want her to go. But at the same rate, something’s got to give.
5) I’m not nearly that creative. I’ve just been working on the same old same old. Don’t have anything posted about it yet, but I’m working on how the different weapons behave differently without there being a strict progression of one type being better than another.
Lyra: You lying, two-faced, disillusioned, irresponsible, ungrateful, overpriced piece of undisposable rubbish!
Ribbon: How dare you speak to me that way?! You’re-You’re nothing more than an utter waste upon civilized company!
Lyra: The most civilized company you’ve ever “embraced” was some dirty pony behind a Hoof and Hock!
Ribbon: Did you just-?!
Lyra: You bet I did!
Bon-Bon: Girls!
Ribbon: You rancid, disease-ridden vermin!
Bon-Bon: That’s enough! Ribbon, this is about you not appreciating the lengths I go through for you! And Lyra! What the heck?! I thought you were supposed to help!
Lyra: Sorry. I got carried away.
Ribbon: In a perfect world, you’d be carried away!
Lyra: What was that, you-?!
Bon-Bon: Stop it! Stop it! [Sigh] Ribbon, I’ve spent most of my life helping you. It wasn’t so long ago that you owed more money than you could afford to pay back. I know you haven’t forgotten what those days were like.
Ribbon: Of course not, Bonnie. You know I am forever grateful for your generosity. And I know it’s not just about the money, but the timing. That’s why I’ve been paying you to look after Tootsie.
Lyra: Instead of what? Expecting it to be done for free?
Ribbon: Instead of hiring a professional to work out of our home. Does she really need to be here for this?
Bon-Bon: Yes. And you shouldn’t need to hire anypony to help raise your own foal. At least not full time. She’s your responsibility. Lyra was right, you didn’t even know her age. That is not excusable.
Ribbon: I work. I study. And when I’m done I want some time to unwind. Champagne and I give Tootsie everything she could ever want. We’ve meticulously planned out every financial hurdle for her future. She will grow up to be twice as successful as I or you will ever be. I give her my all! Why should she need anything more?
Bon-Bon: Because your all is just money! She needs your time!
Ribbon: I don’t have time for time!
Lyra: Too busy sending innocent ponies to prison.
Ribbon: For your information, you uncouth peon, I am a Public Defender. I’m the one trying to keep poor ponies out of prison.
Lyra: So you’re defending criminals.
Ribbon: Insufferable! Depraved-!
Bon-Bon: Ribbon! Lyra, I swear to Celestia-!
Lyra: Alright! I’m sorry!
Bon-Bon: If you really feel that somepony should look after your child, then you need to be more appreciative. Not just throw money in my face.
Ribbon: I cared enough to go out of my way and search for somepony for you to spend your days with!
Lyra: That wasn’t for her! That was for you! You treat your own sister like an object to accessorize and boost your social standing!
Ribbon: That’s absurd!
Bon-Bon: But that’s exactly how I feel, Ribbon. You’re not helping me.
Ribbon: I’m trying to elevate you away from that… thing. She’s toxic! Even she knows it!
Bon-Bon: She’s my friend! She’s helped me more than you ever have! And she actually shows me she’s grateful!
Ribbon: I see. I’m sorry you feel that way, sister. However, this whole ordeal has proved to me just how toxic this environment is. I’m afraid Tootsie won’t be returning.
Lyra: Her name is Liza!
Ribbon: She is my daughter! I birthed her! I planned her future! And I will not hear of her referred to by such a… common name! Go fetch- Ugh, I’ll do it myself! Tootsie! Get your things we are leaving!
Liza: No!
Ribbon: Tootsie! H-how long have you-?
Liza: I listened to the whole thing! You’re not taking me away from my role model!
Ribbon: Role model? It’s you isn’t it?! You corrupted her with your ignorance! I told you to stay away from my-!
Liza: It’s Miss Cheerilee!
Ribbon: Who… Who is?
Bon-Bon: Her teacher.
Lyra: You’d know that if you were ever around.
Ribbon: Tootsie, my dear, don’t be ridiculous. What about your uncle?
Liza: I don’t want to grow flowers!
Ribbon: Bu-But your cutie mark! The flower farm! Your uncle is giving it to you when he retires! You’ll have your own flower named after you! You’ll be rich! A household name!
Liza: Miss Cheerilee says that cutie marks are open to interpretation. And that your job doesn’t have to match your cutie mark.
Ribbon: That’s preposterous!
Bon-Bon: Ribbon, your cutie mark is a bow! You’re an attorney!
Ribbon: Ah-… I… [Pause] We will discuss this at length with your father, when he has the time. For now I need you to-… [Pause] Very well. You may remain here for the moment. But don’t be surprised when your father comes around and drags you back home once he finds out. Tootsie, please behave. Bon-Bon, a good evening to you.
[Door close]
Lyra: That took a lot of guts, to stand up to your own mother.
Liza: [Sniff]
Bon-Bon: Oh, Liza. Come here. Shhh. She’ll come around.
[video]
Haha… I found the messages you sent. The ones I thought I answered. I never answered them.
I don’t know where they went, or how I missed them. Anyway…
Thank you, state of Michigan! This calls for a soda! … Oops.
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In other news, I’ve received five notifications today saying I had a new message, only for nothing to be in my inbox. As of now all messages received have been answered. So, if you sent something and I haven’t answered it yet, I never got it.
Bon-Bon: It’s good to be back. Minuette’s place is nice, but it doesn’t really have the charm of home.
Lyra: Huh, yeah! I’d hate to ever have to leave this place! Ah haha…
Bon-Bon: … So, what now?
Lyra: … I don’t know. I still want to tell your sister off.
Bon-Bon: Please don’t.
Lyra: Bon-Bon, she has no respect for you. She can’t treat you like that!
Bon-Bon: Nothing you say is going to change that. It’s just going to make things more hostile.
Lyra: Have you ever tried? Have you ever tried pushing her back? All she does is manipulate and attack you! You’re more then in the right to attack her negligent flank back! She has responsibilities too! In fact, she has a huge one that she’s been shrugging off on you! She doesn’t even know how old her own daughter is!
Bon-Bon: She doesn’t plan. She doesn’t think ahead. It’s better that I do take care of Tootsie. She’d just screw it up.
Lyra: If that’s what you believe, then she needs to know that.
Bon-Bon: I don’t know…
Lyra: That’s why I’m going to help you.
Lyra: Bon-Bon, I’m sorry!
Bon-Bon: No, you had every right to be upset. I let my emotions get pent up and I took it out on you.
Lyra: No! I was so used to having full control of my tumblr that you posting in my absence scared me. Plus I was a little embarrassed…
Bon-Bon: What I said was deliberately in attempt to make you feel guilty, and it was wrong.
Lyra: And I was trying to make you feel bad! I was wrong too!
Minuette: Hey! That’s great! You were both wrong! Super! But can you do this somewhere else? I’m kinda with a patient right now.
Rose: Yeah! I don’t have all day!
Lyra: Sorry. Let’s go home.
Bon-Bon: Of course. Thank you, Minuette, for letting me spend the night.
Minuette: Sure thing, Bon-Bon! But no seriously, I have other patients after this.
Bon-Bon: Right, leaving now.
Rose: Finally.
Minuette: Now where were we?
[Drill revving up]
Rose: The horror!
Well, there’s Colgate. I mean Minuette. I think she’s good friends with her.
I’ll go check.
No… I mean, she never really goes anywhere.
Bon-Bon’s sister lives in Manehattan. There is no way Bon-Bon hopped a train and went all that way.
Literally. I asked around the train station when I went in to cancel my shift today. She was never there. She has to be somewhere close by.
I… I couldn’t find her. I lost her in town and I couldn’t find her. I thought she might be at work, but…
No… I have to go to bed. I have to get ready for work early in the morning. I need the money. I have to pay her back. For everything she’s done.
… This isn’t right. This is her house… I should be the one out there…
Lyra: -ied to me! Lied to my face!
Bon-Bon: I know! I’m-!
Lyra: It’s a breech of trust!
Bon-Bon: I’m sorry!
Lyra: Sorry about what, Bon-Bon?! There’s so much! Sorry about what?! You lied! You withheld information-! All that wasted effort trying to act civil to that polished turd! The next time I see your sister I’m going to tell her exactly where where she can shove it!
Bon-Bon: Lyra no!
Lyra: You told the whole [omitted] internet-!
Bon-Bon: I’m sorry!
Lyra: -Told in confidence! Taken out of context!
Bon-Bon: I didn’t mean to!
Lyra: And then-! And then you tried to cover it up by hacking my XKit blocker! You blocked one of my own tags! Then you blocked somepony else’s! Were they trying to tell me the truth, Bon-Bon?! Huh?!
Bon-Bon: I was just-!
Lyra: How many times did somepony send a message and you intercepted it before I could see?!
Bon-Bon: I-
Lyra: What’s wrong?! Nothing to say?! You just couldn’t stop yourself before!
Bon-Bon: Why don’t you just come out and say it?! You mentioned everything else! Why don’t you just say what you’re really so upset about?!
Lyra: What?
Bon-Bon: You don’t like me! You can’t stand that I still have feelings for you!
Lyra: That has nothing to-!
Bon-Bon: Yes it does! You said you’d date Gilda! You know what that means?! [Sniff] It means you’re not into older guys! You’re not into guys at all! You just don’t like me!
Lyra: That’s because you’re like-!
Bon-Bon: I don’t want to be like a sister to you! [Sob] I never wanted to be your sister! Why can’t you just love me?! What’s wrong with me?! … [Sniff] You went out of your way-… Out of your way to never give me a chance! [Sob] And now it’s too late! [Sobbing]
Lyra: … Bon-Bon, I-…
Bon-Bon: Don’t touch me! Keep your stupid website!
Lyra: Bon-Bon, wait!
[BLAM!]
Lyra: Bon-Bon!
[Rushed door opening] [Fading hoofsteps]
Wait a minute. I thought I answered those first two. Did tumblr lose the post? I gotta remember to check what else I might have lost!
1) Not allowed to have electronics, so I bring a notepad and jot some things down. But depending on the time of day, you’d be surprised how many ponies buy a ticket in only eight hours!
2) Yeah, you said you beat the Ruin Sentinels and the Royal Rat Vanguard too. Really I thought I answered this. Did I delete them by accident?
The Old Dragonslayer is basically a slowed down singular version of one of the hardest bosses from the first Dark Souls. I had so much practice from that fight that Old Dragonslayer has always been trivial.
Thus far, the two most difficult bosses for me were Ancient Dragon and Royal Rat Authority. They both beat me so badly.
Oh, and if you didn’t know, most bosses can be poisoned. It’s very useful!
3) B: Aisle 16, Shelf 3, Left 24?
1) Somehow or another, I still value you as a friend. I would be devastated if anything happened to you.
2) Well I appreciate that. You’ll excuse me if I still possess an irrational fear.
3) According to the timestamp on my personal copies of the files, it’s only a little over two years old. On the other hoof, my background is nearly three.
Be sure to wish my background a happy birthday on August 20th!
1) I did get it, but thanks for letting me know anyway!
2) Lyra: NotCarlton.
Bon-Bon: Not- Shoot.
3) B: I don’t know what this means or why you would think I would. What are the numbers even supposed to be? A date? A combination? You said book. Is it an edition?
Sorry, Strawberry. I hope you’re okay!
4) I thought it might be boring, but really it seems more… lonely. I mean, you can find ways to pass the time, but there’s only one pony working at the counter during a shift. And depending on the time of day it might be an hour or more before anypony comes to buy a ticket.
And yes. They have a shift that just goes around relieving others so they can go on break. If I ever need to go, I can just send a message and they’ll send somepony to cover for me. But the ticket booth itself only closes for four hours a day, between two and six in the morning.
Kinda.
(( I Google it, and you are right.
Byproducts are materials that are produced as a direct result of the desired reaction, and so they will appear as part of the fully balanced chemical equation. Side products are impurities which appear during the reaction as a result of side reactions that can be alternative reaction pathways or further reaction/degradation of the desired product after it has formed. (Ref: Org Process Res Dev. 2012, 16, 1877-1877.)
Thank you Lyra.))
O-oh. Well sure! I-I knew all that! It-it’s not like I was just guessing or anything!
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