1) Ah hahaha!
They’re… not that good. Sounds too much like somepony trying to do a voice, instead of something natural. Funny though!
2) This was from a conversation she and I were having and I thought I’d answer it publicly!
Unbridled doesn’t technically mean anything in Unified Equestrian; there’s no verb form of the word. A bridle is just a loose-fitting piece of ceremonial head clothing, usually more associated with horses than ponies. It’d be about like if you said, “She’s ungloved.” It could mean that she’s not wearing gloves, but not much else. Any other usage comes directly from influence by your human language.
In more recent times there have been variations with reins, called a cross-under, but those aren’t generally for public show. I’ve heard reports that diamond dogs have tried to use the design to control ponies, but with mixed results.
Anyway, no harm done!
3) No, but from watching a little of the videos you’re talking about; she’s good, but nothing special. Any experienced slayer can do that.
Lancer might take a while longer, but would be a lot more forgiving if you make a mistake or two. Plus you can more easily get into instance runs on a tank than dps. You might also look into warrior as sort of a mid-ground. Faster than a lancer, more survivable than a slayer, plus still being able to queue as a tank. They can be pretty complicated, though.
4) Sweetie moved back home with her parents.
Boscov is Krastos. He’s been busy studying for his master’s. We were going to spend today alone together, but Pinkie sort of broke into the house and we were invi-told to her birthday party. It was fun though!
1) I’ve admitted to having depression in the past. I suppose it’s possible I might have PTSD, but I’ve never been diagnosed. I don’t much care to find out either.
2) I never played it. Much like Left 4 Dead I’d probably like it, but I just never got around to it. And at this stage, I don’t see a reason to play it. As far as arena shooters go, the HRV from Blacklight: Retribution is pretty game changing. Plus, compared to TF2’s class customization, BL:R has class creation where you individually control each aspect of your character.
3) Did… Did I tell anypony I was playing TERA again?
I’ve fought BAMs, sure. Plenty. I’ve never soloed one, but my online buddy that I’m playing with has on her slayer.
My primaries are a Mystic and a Warrior.
4) Lyra: Yes.
Bon-Bon: Don’t tell them that!
Lyra: You can’t silence the truth! Your day of reckoning shall come!
Bon-Bon: Oh for pony’s sake…
5) Well, that was the inspiration for the idea. Mostly I was making fun of “hardcore gamers” because I don’t like them.
Seriously. Sit your [omitted] down and let the humble pie stop your mouth. Nopony cares about your K/D ratio.
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2) Life would carry on. Princess’s Cadance and Twilight would likely take over, gradually. They would eventually pass, so I imagine a plan would be set up to transition leadership from one to the next in line over time.
The limitations of mortal rule.
3) No, it’s a USB dongle. I’m a robot and that’s how I connect to the central processing mainframe.
Now please return to your home. A mandatory curfew is in place.
4) Oh, it wouldn’t be my place to choose. Wouldn’t want to endanger myself.
6) Well of course it’s just a lyre! Why couldn’t I see that before? Now I feel dumb.
5) I feel stupid. It’s still cool, but how could I not see that? It’s like the bat-signal with a decal blocking the light to form an image.
Lyra: I don’t know. What are the repercussions of altering the events of a book? I guess I wouldn’t know the answer to that before being thrust into the situation, though…
Bon-Bon: Probably nothing. I mean, I don’t have any special skills for that situation.
Lyra: Then why do you own your own whip and fedora?
Bon-Bon: Oh Lyra… If I was ever going to answer that I would have by now.
B: Assuming I was able to identify anything in this situation, I suppose I would act.
Bon-Bon: Act…?
B: Act.
Lyra: I got it! I would Blue Skidoo back out of the book!
Bon-Bon: W… What?
Lyra: Hey! If Blue Skidoo; we can too!
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1) Yep. I liked that blog myself and would love to see it active again! But I understand when ponies and… cats? Are busy?
2) Lyra: That sounds creepy.
Bon-Bon: Hello, Black Strawberry.
3) Ha! Yeah, it sort of does! Sir Lintalot drew it for me! I think it’s supposed to be a lyre with wings. At least, that’s what I see.
Do you like Pokemon, Trixie?
1) Bon-Bon: Assistant? I own my own business. Why in Celestia’s mane would I be the assistant?
Lyra: Hey, if you wanna take point as a defendant you go right ahead.
2) Yeah, this one. And this is the artist who drew her updates. He’s busy and Sweetie’s busy too. Sorry, not much more I can say. Maybe they’ll do updates again one day, maybe they won’t. Couldn’t hurt to send an ask to the artist if you’re interested, though.
3) I wasn’t offended before, but it’s your business; I guess.
I imagine the fish probably look pretty different down there, what with the bone-crushing pressure.
1) Ah! Why are you caps-locking at me?! She’s fine! She’s right here! See? Just hangin’ out with Kirby.
2) Bon-Bon: And Lyra couldn’t?
Lyra: That’s right. Instead of resolving the situation, just jam that stick right into the beehive.
Bon-Bon: Lyra told me what the ask said and I joined in for that answer. I don’t just look through her inbox.
Lyra: Thank you.
3) Lyra: You can’t or you won’t?
Bon-Bon: Ah, the joy of ancient maps.
Lyra: Uh huh…
1) Then use your grabbers! </Bmo voice>
Everytime a Lyra mentions fingers or hands, a fandom jumps a shark.
2) That’s alright! I was curious, though. Thanks for letting me know! Hope you get things sorted out soon!
3) Bon-Bon: What are you going to do? Send her your tax information without asking first? For that matter, what do you expect me to do with it? I’ve never filed my own taxes. Before Lyra, I just hired somepony to do it for me.
4) Old maps you say? Any idea what they’re maps of? Ancient land formations? Migration patterns? Plant growth?
Sorry I haven’t done much. A friend and coworker I’ve spent a lot of time with this year was diagnosed with cervical cancer and I hadn’t even had a chance to talk to her until today. Hadn’t really been in the best spirits.
But other than the one point during the day when we talked about it, she seemed absolutely the same. Like nothing was even wrong at all. I don’t even know if that’s good sign or not.
Anyway, I’ll get back to thing here shortly.
I saw this on a worksheet about the letter “W” at work today.
1) Bon-Bon: Oh! I know this one! Where’s the Mountain Dew?!
Lyra: No, Bon-Bon, that was befor-
Bon-Bon: Where are the Cheetos?!
Lyra: And that was before that! I-
Bon-Bon: Are there any girls there?
Lyra: Bon-Bon, for the love of Celest-
Bon-Bon: Okay… But-if-there’s-any-girls-there-I-want-to-d-!
2) Thank you! Let me know how things turn out!
3) “Well, at least you didn’t bother using asterisks for your narrated command,” Lyra replied with a flippant, dismissive flick of her hoof.
1) Thank you, Rainbow! If it makes you feel any better, most of the new followers I have still follow me. Some older followers unfollowed me instead. That or closed their accounts.
2) When’s the last time I watched a sunrise…?
3) Nu-uh! I cast Mordenkainen’s Faithful Watchdog! I’d have known they were coming!
4) Well, that’s one way to live a life. Keeps ya active and attentive at least!
Not the life for me, though.
1) I swear to Celestia, if this is another grimdark tumblr…
… [Omitted]! Stop sending me this stuff!
2) Well, yes and no. Yes, waiting a little bit can give tempers a chance to cool and make apologies smoother and more sincere. No, you can’t just pretend nothing ever happened. Those can become these things called “grudges,” and those are bad.
Of course, I’m assuming the question is about if you’re sorry for making them mad. If you intentionally cheese somepony off to force them around or make a point, I don’t know what to tell you.
3) Oh my Cels, you ponies look for mysteries where there isn’t any! He doesn’t have a secret identity! B is his identity! The only reason he can’t tell you his former identity is because he’s supposed to be dead! How would you feel if your son died; you saw him buried. And suddenly, “Oop, he’s not dead. He’s been alive this whole time! But you can never see him again or acknowledge his existence because you might be targeted.”
4) “Oh, you know. Just hangin’ out on a volcano. Chillin’ with a dragon. No big.”
You kill me, Strawberry. For anypony else that would be a once-in-a-lifetime event. For you, it’s just “Oh yeah, there’s a blizzard too. No big whoop.”
Great to hear that you’re doing well!
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Also, hello and bye to all the new followers I just got! Sorry if you thought this was a decent tumblr! It’s really not. Take care, though!