Once you manage to shake the notion of a shotgun wedding, you turn around and run as fast as your little pony legs can carry you! Looking back you see exactly what you expected to see; even your fastest can’t outpace the grand stride of the giant’s booming hooffalls.

Having no idea where to turn with it gaining, you make for the awning and pass through back into the dark tunnel. Corridor. Whatever!

You travel partway into the darkness before turning around and hearing pounding on the stone walls. But oddly enough, that’s all you hear. No crashing of stone, no cave in; just a dull pounding.

Curiosity gets the better of you and you approach the opening back out into the… courtyard? Are we going to call the massive space a courtyard now? Focus!

The giant has its knees bent and is standing under the awning kicking at the doorway you’re on the other side of. But for some reason, its attempts are futile. No matter how many times, or how hard it strikes, it seems incapable of causing any structural damage. Not even a chip!

Looking back out into the courtyard in between swings, you notice that the giant doesn’t leave any hoofprints in the snow either. You cautiously cover your hoof with your blanket and stretch out to touch the shadow, or see if it can touch you.

It certainly can touch you, and the force is much more powerful than you thought. After you pick yourself up off the floor, you note these discoveries in your head. For the moment, though, you’re unable to regroup with your friends, or even find out if they’re alright!

Scooc and Twilight have submitted that this picture goes with everything.

You know what that means.

1) I’ve heard everything from a foal who ran away from home, to being thrown out, to being turned away, to others like me who have no idea who their parents were.

I don’t know what to tell you. I don’t think that problem has a solution.

2) Totes! We’re still going to do something on the 14th, though, right? Something nice and quiet. A picnic maybe?

3) Oops. Hope it wasn’t too much of an emergency. Must have got this message at least five hours ago.

4) Hmm… Dunno. I guess a regular party. You know. Friends, merrymaking. Talking, joking, everypony just having a good time!

Don’t really need to be doing anything in particular, I don’t guess. Maybe sit down and play a game together at some point; maybe toss a ball around.

5) Your words paint such a brilliant tapestry. You’ve truly touched my heart.

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askapple-jack:

‘N that all that matters ta me.

Why didn’t I think of a good answer like this when I was asked?

No Drunk Answers? You’re No fun.

You want some drunk answers? Try the Drunk Lyra tag. Meta powers thinks she’s so Celestia [omitted] clever.

I’m not answering, but still checking periodically!

Gilda should have seen you the other week, haha. I’ll miss you, Lyra! Have responsible fun!

Thanks!

Okay, sitting here laughing with Boscov, but getting a little tipsy so no more posting tonight.

I’ll get back to answering stuff tomorrow!

1) It’s okay. It’s okay.

Shhhh… It’s gonna be alright. It’s gonna be al~right.

2) Yep. Believe it or not I still make mistakes.

Like the other day, I took my tablet pen and put it to the tablet board. And then (and this is key) I moved the pen, which was a mistake. So Ctrl+Z and I tried again, but I moved the pen again and that was a mistake too.

In fact, everytime I move the pen seems to come out as a mistake!

I drew a picture on paper a month or two ago to help out a student with cerebral palsy. Didn’t come out very well. Didn’t feel very good about my drawing ability

3) It certainly seems extreme to me too. I thought he was just being metaphorical with the whole sanity thing.

Either way, I don’t really see how his proposed theory is supposed to work. But it’s his field, not mine.

1) Draw with a pencil?

Nonononononono.

The only reason I’m giving this whole, “learn how to draw” thing a legitimate effort is because it’s on a computer. Ctrl+Z is a game changer.

2) I think this case would be a little different, because it would be your actual self, not an alternate version of yourself that’s sort of like you but not. In that case all you can think about is your own faults while they probably have all the talents you have without the faults.

Meeting your actual self wouldn’t be so bad, I wouldn’t think. They have all the faults you have because they’re you. So long as you know yourself, shouldn’t be that big of a deal.

3) Try this Lyra. She’s more into the whole human… thingie.

4)

Edit: Woops! Prematurely posted this.

4) Bye! Have fun! Be careful out there and remember to enjoy yourself!

Moderately, or however much it takes to keep from reflecting on the events of the day.

Already halfway there!

1) No offense, but why do you care? What difference does it make what you are on the ponynet?

And if somepony or ponies aren’t ready to believe you are what you claim to be, who cares? If you want to stop believing that ponies can use the ponynet and pretend I’m a sea cucumber like you claim to be, go right ahead! Doesn’t really matter, now does it?

2) Yeah, I’m using a tablet. It’s easier and more comfortable than drawing with a mouse, I really am just that bad at it.

Also, it used to belong to the great Scooc. How can I not use it?

Also also, there isn’t really much worse “art” on the ponynet than what I’m putting up right now.

3) Uh… Okay… Sounds extreme.

Hay yeah!

[Clear throat]

Light to moderately, of course.

You are getting there, Lyra. Just a few more weeks and you will be able to draw a thing.

1) That bad, huh?

2) Thanks! I’d love to be able to draw a thing! Can’t wait!

I don’t freakin’ know, brony.

Sometimes I’ll think a day went alright and then get scolded for it later.

I tried drawing a picture in one minute, though. Here’s the fatality.