1) I don’t have any money to give and there aren’t any charities based in Ponyville.

I’ve donated time to a few across Equestria.

2) Go nuts. I can’t help you make it accurate, though, considering I have no idea what he looked like.

Or if he’s dead.

3) None that I can think of. We’ve never even had a fight.

And not that I want to force us to have a fight, but you kinda need to see what your partner is like when they’re upset with you.

4) Well, yeah. If you eat a lot, you poop a lot. That’s how that works.

And ah…. Whatever doesn’t harm anypony else is…

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Let’s just not talk about that anymore.

5) Oh and how I’d love to be able to do that. Not so much any character I hold any value for, but to show ponies what I envision. No pony is interested in reading stats and notes, they want to see it for themselves.

6) Of course not, but it might help a little. And it would definitely be cool.

And it’s alright. I guess I’m still a little shaken up by my friend’s passing.

You’re so hard on yourself! I mean, everyone needs some motivation in order to improve but you really take it farther than that. I went back the other day through some of your older drawings and I thought they were nice!

1) I’ll admit that I can’t remember the last time I had a conversation about poop, but it’s better than constantly getting “How was your day?” and “What did you eat for dinner?”

You know? Ask me a real question that doesn’t involve me having to think back minute-by-minute on what I did during the day.

2) I’m just being realistic.

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I liked this one. To tell the truth I felt bad when I uploaded it because I spent so much time on it and… it got no likes. No comments. Not a kiss-my-[omitted]. Nothing. It might as well have never happened. I thought I was doing something nice for a little filly and… no one cared one way or the other.

I always try to encourage other ponies; you’ve all so talented and it’s… It’s just been an absolute pleasure to watch each of you improve, day by day. I knew you all could. But I find it hard to encourage myself sometimes. I’m not really that lazy. I’m just so tired of… Not even failing. Just… not mattering. Not making any difference. Not making any impact. If I died today, the only thing I’d ever really be was a tragedy. All I can do is encourage others. But at the end of the day, that doesn’t really amount to anything tangible.

And no, I’m not asking for encouragement, or a lecture about how important I am and I shouldn’t feel that way. I know someponies care about me. You just brought it up, and… [sigh] that’s how I feel.

1) Uh… I’ve never really paid much attention.

If a 1,000 lbs horse poops 50 lbs a day, you’d think a much lighter pony would poop the equivalent of 5 lbs for every 100 lbs.

Without telling you my weight, certainly doesn’t feel like I poop that much a day. Seems like it should be somewhere between half and a quarter of that. I mean, we don’t eat a whole lot; few slices of pizza here and sandwich there. Obviously with ponies like Pinkie Pie who are liable to eat an entire cake, your mileage may vary.

2) You’re very sweet to say that. But I hardly call two hours on this while staring at the exact pose to be any real measure of drawing ability.

This is probably more accurate.

You take stock in your current situation, to try and clear your mind. You aren’t necessarily trapped, just separated from your friends. Though it’s dark, there doesn’t appear to be any clear danger where you’re standing.

You still have your Cloak-Style Blanket, which appears undamaged. After firing two Arrows, you still have 18 left plus the Bow. You have your Food and Water supply along with your Multitool and the Rope. You’ve Lost your Clawed Gauntlet in the fight; if not permanently than at least for the moment.

Now that you’ve calmed down, you can’t help but look down at your chest. You could have sworn you saw something being pulled out while you were pinned against the wall. Then seeping back in once you were rescued, but there’s no visible marking. On the other hoof, you now have a very unsightly scorch mark on your right shoulder. But with any luck that’ll heal over time.

The Giant Shadow has stopped striking the doorway, but it’s still waiting just outside.

1) In your world’s United States, yes. I saw a while ago. However, that doesn’t really have any bearing on our world. Or more specifically, my dimension of our world.

In my dimension a bit is worth roughly ten USD. I calculated that based on things like construction costs and yearly taxes, but I still had to factor in food consumption. If we spend three bits on a bag of apples, that’s roughly 30 USD. That’s going to look really expensive to you humans, but that’s what our economy is based on: food. Food is what we spend our money on.

We don’t pay for things like electricity and water, those are just provided for if you own or rent a home (within limitations). We don’t pay for law enforcement or road repair. We don’t need clothes. The only tax we have is the ownership tax based on 10% of what we own, not what we make.

2) Goodness, you weren’t kidding. That sounds horrible! Worse than a water-based flood!

3) That depends, are you a Homestuck fanboy?

I kid. I kid.

No, I don’t think so. I recall more than a few coming to Gilda, though.

4) [Omitted]!

I knew if I said four it was going to be three!

But yeah! Nocturne was sweet! If I could draw with a reasonable speed I think it’d be cool to do a pony drawblog based on the main character toward the end of the game. You know, reflecting back on what happened before climbing the tower. Just something fun with a hard limit of like 50 responses.

I mean, why not? Everypony else RPs all the time.

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Well well. Still didn’t have the courage to use a known account when asking, huh? For shame…

To review, the sensation you feel in your horn would be wholly different from anything erotic you’d be able to compare it to. But, if stimulated it would cause something called Magic Feedback. It’s where magical energy just keeps building ontop of itself in a loop. It’s not charging because you can’t control it and can’t do anything with it. It’s like you’re casting a spell on top of a spell on top of a spell, and so on and so forth. The final result is that the magic has nowhere else to go and you experience a benign Magic Overload and a forced and very extreme case of Overcast. Overcast being a state of magic exhaustion.

The feeling of the entire event has analogs with intercourse; a great build up and an intense release. The key difference is that, as I’ve said, it all takes place on another level. That is, one is not mutually exclusive with the other. You can experience both in tandem.

All that said, my personal experience with Magic Feedback? It’s awful! After only a few seconds you become almost completely paralyzed! As in, can’t move! All I could ever do was focus on breathing so I wouldn’t pass out! The following exhaustion felt like I was on the verge of death! I swear every single time was worse than the one before!

Some unicorns seem to enjoy it, but I will never, ever ever experience that again.

I think the numbering on these are a bit out of order due to addressing that one separately. That’s interesting to learn about your horn, though.

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Are you comparing me to a fictional character? That’s not really fair to the character. No matter what you can never produce a fictional character with as many experiences as a real one. You can stack as many adventures, information, and interesting conversations as you want, and it’ll never compare to the silent moments sitting in the waiting room. Or that half hour you spent laying on your bed after you woke up. Or the irritating scratchy throat that, despite not being sick, won’t seem to go away no matter how much water you drink.

You have to remember that we are the sum of all our experiences, not just the big ones. If all I ever knew was my life as a physically and emotionally abused thief, and the only emotions I ever saw in others were disappointment and hatred, maybe the story would have gone in a different direction.

But in between the terror, pain, adrenaline, and anger, I saw natural pony emotions. I had friends, even if I was rarely very close with any. I saw that life doesn’t have to be cruel and we don’t have to treat others the way we were treated. And while I didn’t always make the socially accepted right decision, I made enough that life eventually lead me here.

But I don’t believe in good or evil. I am just me.

1) Uh. Thanks. I don’t use blow dryers, though. They damage your hair.

2) Not a problem. We use bottled water.

3) Ugh… And I’m sure your intention in asking is completely pure…

Yeah, but not how you’re thinking. It’s difficult for non-unicorns to understand.

Think of any sensation you feel, but applied to another level of your nervous system. Like how you feel something touching your foreleg or the temperature around you, but while this is happening you also feel something else. That’s what it’s like. And while I know more in depth how it works, I’m not permitted to explain exactly what that something else is. Princess Celestia considers any information about how unicorns use magic to be very hush-hush. There’s always the risk that certain parties, even other unicorns, might try and use that knowledge to produce a negative outcome.

When I chipped my horn as a filly? I still remember that was the most mind-numbingly horrifying pain I’ve ever experienced. And I’ve been through some [omitted], let me tell ya.

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Anyway, if you want to ask a more specific question, like the one you actually intended, go ahead.

4) About the same way you would if I told you your life was indirectly influenced by some filly in Manehatten.

5) Nope.

6) I wish.

Most of the sheet music I use when playing the lyre was created for piano. Metal doesn’t translate too well to the piano by itself.

7) Absolutely!

I’d follow the Persona one, but I’ve never played a Persona game. I only played Nocturne, and mostly because it was like Pokemon/Jade Cocoon on extreme mode.

8) Been a while since I’ve got one of these.

Thanks.

1) Well, if you ever invent a time machine, you’d only have to go back about six months.

2) There used to be this little site called imeem. No… Wait… That’s how I found Evile…

How did I find Grave Digger? I’ve known about them for quite some time.

I remember I was searching for a track once with a theme around “Chaos” as a little side project, and after almost giving up that’s how I found Megadeth.

I know Excalibur must have been one of the first tracks I heard. That piece still has my favorite solo ever. Very embodiment of “Epic.” And I don’t toss that term around like so many others.

But I couldn’t tell you how I originally found them.

Yeah, Everlasting Love is awesome! Oh but mare, you gotta listen to Lonely Rolling Star! And Angel Gifts! And Katamari of Love is beautiful!

3) Well, I try to treat everypony equally. But yeah, it’s no secret that there’s a favor toward women in our society; young colts are always particularly cross about it when they find out.

It’s just the way things are here, just like how things are the reverse of that in your human world. If you’re a good, honest individual, you try to treat everypony equally. If not, you take advantage of it and perpetuate the divide.

1) How does it feel to be like the fifth anon to ask me that question?

I think I can safely assume at this point that it’s in reference to something.

2 & 3) Well, I appreciate you showing that extra bit of initiative and discovering the answer yourself.

As for Bon-Bon, I think there’s just a bunch of ponies that look like her. Same as me, Carrot Top, Berry Punch, Colgate; who am I kidding? Probably most of the town.

1) Answering that would require my having any knowledge of what you’re talking about.

2) That’s like saying “Ka-You desire to breathe oxygen.”

3) Only a specific ostrich.

4) Well, Gilda got me thinking back to some old memories.

Not terrible memories, but I remember some of them being pretty painful physically.

I neither gave permission for this picture to be taken, nor for its uploading.

Say out of my room, Zirbronium.

Sorry.

I knew it was none of my business…