1) Two years since Saint’s Row 3? Because it’s been two years since I started this tumblr. Granted the second anniversary wasn’t very eventful, which I apologize for.
2) I’ve seen it played. Looked alright, but not something I was interested in playing at the time.
3) B: I’m sure security isn’t that tight. I don’t know of any spell development projects with so much secrecy that you can’t even talk about it. No specifics about the development process or pacing, but than again you’d know better than I would.
4) You said gender. There’s very little difference in gender. There are certain expectations based on sex, but not gender.
B: Can you even hear yourself? That doesn’t make any sense.
And you have something to add?
B: How about colts growing up in a world where we’re expected to be steward protectors, but also to keep our months shut when the mares are talking?
But even if that’s true that’s not gender, that’s sex. You can behave however you want and hold whatever interests you want regardless of gender.
B: Try that in practice when you get a chance.
5) I mean, not really. It just sounds cool.
1) Oh my gosh! Thanks! Nice to hear from you! Sometimes I wonder if ponies that started following me a long time ago even pay attention to me anymore.
2) Hmm. But there’s no cheese? How can you grill something without cheese?
3) I meant to try this, but the sore throat turned into things dripping where they shouldn’t. Which incidentally marks the end of the sore throat. Sort of like trading a small problem for a humongous one.
4) I… still don’t know. I don’t mind looking after foals, but when I’m ultimately the one to blame when something goes wrong… I don’t think I could handle if something happened to a child that called me “mama”…
5) Good memory! I don’t even know if I tagged that!
But it was the potential something like that could have in a world of magic that still troubles me.
And it’s okay. I know what you mean. “Oh, look in the sky. A metal glider carrying 150 people that self-propels itself by funneling in air that’s used to feed the fires of micro explosions. I wonder what’s for lunch.”
Bon-Bon: Wake up. Time to take your medicine.
Lyra: U~gh…
Bon-Bon: Here. Sit up.
Lyra: … Ugh… I hate the world.
Bon-Bon: I’m getting too old for this, L-
Lyra: [Coughing] Ack!
Bon-Bon: Oh lord-
Lyra: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! Puh! Uh… Sing me a song.
Bon-Bon: Lyra, act your age.
Lyra: It’ll make me feel better.
Bon-Bon: Who’s a silly pony-?
Lyra: No!
Bon-Bon: Shoo-be-do!
Lyra: Ugh!
Bon-Bon: My little po-ny~, my little po-ny~!
Lyra: What is friendship all about?
Bon-Bon: My little po-ny~, my little po-ny~!
Lyra: Friendship is magic.
Bon-Bon: My little pony~!
Lyra: I used to wonder what friendship could be.
Bon-Bon: My little pony~!
Lyra: Until you all shared it’s magic with me.
Bon-Bon: Big adventu~re, tons of fun!
Lyra: A beautiful heart; faithful and strong.
Bon-Bon: Sharing, kindness; it’s an easy fea~t!
Lyra: And magic makes it all complete.
Bon-Bon: My little po-ny~. My little po-ny~.
Lyra: No sign of trouble in siiiiight.
Bon-Bon: My little po-ny~, my little po-ny~.
Lyra: May all your days be bri~ght!
Bon-Bon: … Satisfied?
Lyra: My throat hurts.
Bon-Bon: Well, you probably shouldn’t have sang with me.
Lyra: Thanks, Bon-Bon.
Bon-Bon: Go back to sleep, Lyra.
Sore throat upgraded to my old nemesis, upper reciprocity infection, and zerg-rushed me into dust. Well played, Friday the 13th. You planned ahead.
1) But the roofs are different. Right? The roofs aren’t just different colors they’re different shapes. And the… what would be comparable to tails?
Anyway, they aren’t completely designed the same.
2) I saw a video of a bunch of ways to die in Space Quest 2, but that wasn’t one of them. I’m lost.
3) It was around before I was born. Exactly when it started I couldn’t say. I would imagine something like that would be difficult to document.
4) I will assume that suit didn’t pan out.
5) I never cared for peanut butter myself. Gets suck in my gums.Then it looks like I’m lip-sincing to get it out!
I’m sick, my throat hurts, and I don’t wanna post anything right now.
1) Lyra: I said cloths.
Bon-Bon: Lyra, makeup isn’t considered cloths.
Lyra: Oh.
2) B: More specifically, it’s scrutinized against royal standards for efficiency, safety, appropriate degree of accessibility, et cetera. Just because something can be done doesn’t mean it’s safe to have its findings released to the public.
But B tells me that it’s a position with great job security!
3) Huh. Sort of makes us sound boring by comparison.
4) Gosh. Do we really look that boring?
1) I didn’t get your last message! That’s great! I’m glad to hear you’re all okay for now! Hopefully things keep going smoothly.
2) Well there’s the old mirror thing, which has been contorted into the odd baby excuse we have today. I remember hearing once that a long time ago there was this “cabbage patch answer.” I didn’t fully understand how that was supposed to work.
3) Granted it took me a while, but I did eventually find that this was a Nightvale reference.
4) How does one answer something like that?
“On June 23 I played Hoofball with a mule. I remember it was a Tuesday.”
5) Lyra would like to, but every time she’s tried to join a game it’s never gotten off the ground.
Lyra is also working on a P&P game of her own! It will likely still be a while before it’s even presentable, though. Longer until it’s playable.
1) If I start sculpting windmills and calling them trees, that won’t make them look anymore like trees.
Think about it. But not too hard.
2) There’s a character called Nightmare Moon on My Little Person? Uh… I guess I haven’t been keeping up lately. Weird coincident with the name though, huh?
3) And yet you write on.
4) Sounds like an album name. But, like, not a good album. Like, the kind of album that if you buy, even if it’s for somepony else, you feel compelled to lie to the cashier over. You’re all; “No no, I’m a music reviewer. I don’t really listen to this kind of stuff myself, it’s my job. Ponies depend on me for guidance!”
5) Um… not? None? He’s a baby. If Pound Cake drank some kind of potion that turned him humongous, would you hold any damage he did against him? We can’t pretend we understand what it’s like to be a dragon or if any of us could have avoided the shenanigans he’s been involved in.
Okay, so I deleted the original posts, but I asked if anypony could help with a problem I was having with Minecraft and a controller mod. After trying a bunch of stuff I ended up just finding a newer version of Xpadder that Minecraft would recognize, but this was the help that was offered.
About the Transgender question, I take that back. There is one thing in particular that is mare specific. Cloths. Stallions don’t typically wear dresses.
1) None that I know of. But I wouldn’t really know how to look that up either.
2) Transgender is a strange concept in Equestria. We don’t really have gender assigned to objects, activities, or appearances. Somepony is visibly either a mare or a stallion, but that’s no indication of how they act or what they like.
3) Template? Making characters? Evidently I don’t know as much about fandoms as I thought.
4) Bon-Bon: R-rice? Why would I-?
Lyra: I’m sure in your travels rice consumption is common. But as a reminder in most pony cultures rice is something usually only eaten by those seeking to put on weight, usually because of sickness or for muscle builders.
Lyra: But no about the- Well, I mean I wouldn’t really know how to recognize what buffalo food even looks like. But I would assume I haven’t had any.
1) Aw yeah! Green beans! I used to eat them a lot back in Canterlot, when I could anyway. But they were just heated up in cans.
We can get them fresh in Ponyville! Bon-Bon does all kinds of stuff, but I still like them boiled, if cooked at all. Sort of nostalgic, you know?
2) Krastos? On tumblr! And you’re in luck! I made a big ol’ post about this not long ago and had the forethought to tag it properly! Hold on!
…
Wait- A year ago?! Really?! Okay, so maybe it wasn’t so recent. Anyway, here it is. Enjoy! Also, you’re fine sending a message with an account. I actually prefer it that way! I just get a lot of messages and answering each in order can sometimes take a while to get to them.
3) Wow, look at the time. It’s “not getting political up in here” o'clock.
4) B: They research spellcasting. I’m pretty sure they don’t care about your wizard eyes.
Lyra: Thanks, Strawberry, but that’s okay. I don’t know what half of those are.
Lyra: Moving on. Oh. Last one.
Bon-Bon: I… I can’t think of any.
Fuselight: Yeah… I got nothing. Wait, what about- no, no… nevermind. It’s possible I’m sure but I’ve certainly never heard of anypony.
Lyra: How about if I answer that question with a question. If somepony was better at something than they were with their special talent, how would you measure it?
Fuselight: I don’t think you can. How does one measure how good they are at a talent? Outside of like, a competition or something. And that’s not exactly a solid thing either.
Lyra: Yeah, yeah. Like, if somepony’s special talent is making pizza, but they’re also good at swimming, how would you say they’re- Like, what way of measuring could you even do? It’s not like all talents are equal or anything.
Fuselight: And if you were really good at this other thing, like better than your special talent, then shouldn’t that be your special talent then?
Lyra: I think that adds a different dynamic to the question all together.
Fuselight: I don’t think this question is even answerable.
Lyra: I say no, just because the question doesn’t really work.
Bon-Bon: I’m completely lost.
Fuselight: Agreed. There’s certainly never been a record of a pony like that anyways.
Lyra: Okay, well, that’s it. I might break this up, actually. This turned out kinda long.
Fuselight: Well, this was certainly a, uhm… enlightening experience. And you do this every day?
Lyra: Just about. For over two years.
Fuselight: I bow to your question-answering prowess. All I do is tell stories, pretty much. Speaking of, did I tell you about this one cuckoo clock I- oh. Right. Recording. Not the time.
Lyra: Oh no, go ahead if you want. Not like I can’t cut it if I have to.
Fuselight: No no! I’ll tell you two after we’re done here. Don’t want to get some pointless drivel all over your Tumblr. One thing at a time.
Lyra: [Yawn] Well, whatever. Okay, that’s it. Good- uh… night?
Bon-Bon: Signing off?
Fuselight: Best wishes?
Lyra: Good enough.
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The whole thing went way too long. So I cut it up into pieces. There’s no editing other than that, though. You can find the previous parts here. Hope you enjoyed!
Real quick I’d like to offer a special thanks to tumblr for deciding I don’t need to see my post editing buttons tonight. It was really fun to hit the quote button like eight times while searching for the upload picture button.
1) Alright. Gonna go ahead and file that under “things I didn’t need to know about my friends’ hygiene.”
2) Handle? I can handle about anything you can conceive. I’ve seen things that were real. That doesn’t mean I want to see any of it.
3) Griffons have always hated us. Some deal better than others. I imagine Gilda is welcome to come and go as she pleases because she’s been here before. I think I heard somepony mention she went to flight camp with Rainbow Dash.
Further, I think Gilda is technically a citizen of Equestria.
4) I’m pretty sure that’s the kind of thing you can sue over. Poor maintenance/upkeep leading to injury is a pretty serious issue. Well, at least she could have at the time. I’m sure it’d be impossible to fully investigate having three years passed.
Either way I’m incredibly sorry. That’s a horrible thing to have happen. I’d like to hope that she fully recovers eventually, but to be honest she probably has permanent nerve damage. It may eventually lead to a more serious issue and necessitate surgery. Bon-Bon’s mother had to have something like that done once.
5) I danced around with an orange bowl on my head and called Bon-Bon “Bennedetto” for the day.
And I did not stop.