No… You just don’t understand…

Octavia is like, a professional performer. The reason I’ve only played with her a two or three times is because she’s completely out of my league. I work by commission because nopony wants me full-time. I’m just not good enough…

Most of the time I don’t even play live, and when I do, it’s because there’s so many musician’s present that it’s less obvious when I screw up. The majority of the time I’m in a recording booth, alone, playing the same piece about five or six times until they get enough to splice together.

The thought that I’m just completely irreverent to her was just more than I could take at once, even if it makes perfect sense. I don’t blame her, it’s not like she was being spiteful. She was just telling the truth.

I’m probably just being emotional.

I’m sorry, I have no idea what you’re talking about. I was never very good at history.

That’s… That’s okay I guess…

I mean, if you can’t please everypony, how in the world could you possibly please your rolemodel…

E-excuse me… I’m… I’m gonna go for now.

Yes, I really like it. I can’t stop smiling.

Nah. It’s all just a matter of opinion. I love wintergreen, so the color suits me.

Most of my magic is just rudimentary telekinesis. I know a few other spells, like cloud walking, but they’re mostly just things that apply to my job.

But careful with the language, if you please. Trying to keep this page family friendly, you know?

askdinkydoo:

Sorry dorry lorry Lyra I ate your truffle muffins with mummy and Gummy. I drew you a picture to say sorry from all of us

Oh my Cels… Thank you so much! This is beautiful!

I look so pretty!

Sure. Sort of known him for years, but I didn’t realize he lived in Ponyville until I saw him again when I went to the Carousel Boutique to get my Gala dress made.

Ugh, Celles alive… I hope he doesn’t piece it together because of this. What an embarrassing way to have somepony find out.

Well, I have my meta powers, but I can’t control that.

Hobbies? Well, I like relaxing, watching television, playing games. Picnics can be fun.

Mostly, I try to stay connected to what’s going on around town. Don’t want to miss anything important, you know!

Somehow I don’t think the prospect of letting an unattended filly run around our house and eat our food while we’re not home would be any more attractive.

Don’t worry, I got this.

Those were the expensive truffle muffin’s she made last night…

I foresee yelling, but I’ll cover for you. Might want to keep your distance for a spell, though.

Well, I moved to Ponyville the day after the last Summer Sun Celebration. And I had already prearranged things with Bon-bon before I moved. So.. however much time has passed since then.

What month is it? What season is it?

What are you talking about?

Look, there I am with Bon-bon. Nothing wrong.

OH DEARS!

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Uh…

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Oh look… Colgate… I wonder why she doesn’t have a Tumblr yet. She’s pretty popular, right?

That’s because Lyra is a proper name, silly.

The lyre is an instrument.

So, woke up from a nightmare last night/early morning and it took me forever to fall back to sleep. Tossed and turned for hours.

Going to try and brush my hair again now; it’s all so matted to my head.

Uh… not really a fan of reality shows.

But hey, if you want to get up there and give it a whirl, go for it. There’s bits to be had, I’m told.