1) Bon-Bon: Fine! Everything is fine! Why wouldn’t it be?
Lyra: I think the state of Michigan is winking about something else.
Bon-Bon: Oh. Nevermind then.
Lyra: I’m flirty, okay? It’s just my nature! That doesn’t mean anything!
2) Why sure! Anything for you! While I’m at it, how about I put on some papier-mâché wings and sing a song about trying hard and never giving up?
3) Google is giving me a lot of hits back. So I know this is a thing. Not really sure what to say in reply, though. I mean, I couldn’t think of anything. So I’m willing to admit I wasn’t very smart. But I went out and found a mare that’s so much wiser. And she taught me the way to win your heart. She said- I already told David Seville, go ask him.
1) It was a delightful ceremony, though admittedly I was a little preoccupied. Had some things to think about.
2) Lyra: Oh, you got me. All these years I’ve just been joshing you folks. I’m actually more than a little gay.
Bon-Bon: Lyra.
Lyra: I’m actually Super Gay! And that’s not just a status, but my superhero secret identity!
Bon-Bon: Lyra.
Lyra: No no. This is what they want. I am so~ gay, that if I walked into a room being monitored by a gay-ometer, the display would cycle thrice and then read TILT.
Bon-Bon: … Got it out of your system?
Lyra: For the moment.
3) I think the thing that upsets me the most about that game is that any other company could have made the exact same game. And I mean the exact. Same. Game. And nopony would have cared. But because Neightendo made it, everypony ignores that a full priced game launched with as much, if not less content than a free-to-play title still in beta. And isn’t that just a little sad.
4) I’d be surprised if this Killer Queen didn’t also have a laser beam of some kind.
How about… a wendigo… with the power to… possess objects and… reveal identities. I dunno. I’m just tossing stuff together here.
Lyra: It’s not like I haven’t been to Rainbow Falls four times before.
Bon-Bon: I’ve been seven, but never outside of a public event.
Lyra: Seven?
Bon-Bon: Well, I try to go every year, but it doesn’t always work out.
Lyra: I guess it might be nice to visit during a lull.
Bon-Bon: And travel shouldn’t be too expensive off-season! Oh, I can’t remember the last time I went camping!
Lyra: Alright! I’ll put that down as maybe!
1) Is this something from Portal 2, or something? Because I’m not following…
… Command and Conquer: Red Alert 3? Huh. I only played Red Alert 1 and 2, though. That series is pretty dang hard.
2) Lyra: You want to field this one, Bon-Bon?
Bon-Bon: To be honest, even I find that one insulting. I am gay, but I would never go beyond a hug and a hoofshake without dating somepony.
3) I wouldn’t necessarily consider their motivations to be dumb, just the execution. You can’t leave societies to their own devices and only come around every so often expecting to gain full control of the situation. You need representation to regulate. That’s, like, the most basic requirement for control.
Had another dream. This one was about going out to catch-and-release
rabbits. I was really young, but Bon-Bon wasn’t? Anyway, we would grab
the rabbits, they weren’t very fast for some reason, and feed them
carrots. Then we’d let them go. I don’t remember there being anything
else to it. Maybe they were sick and we were trying to help them?
But
then I saw a pony acting like a rabbit. So I caught the pony and fed
them carrots, and then they stopped acting like a rabbit. They said they
were a nun and they lived out in the forest. When I tried to tell
Bon-Bon, she wanted nothing to do with them. So I head into the forest
with the pony and we find an old, abandoned church, and she’s all like:
“What happened here?“ And it never got that far, but the dream seemed to
be implying that she was from the past or something. And that Bon-Bon
knew the church was abandoned and that’s why she didn’t want to get
involved.
There also seemed to have been some side thing going on
where I was turned into a colt and some other colt was trying to teach
me how to pee accurately. Something about contracting muscles to narrow
the stream for more control? Anyway, when I woke up I had to pee. But
is that a… is that a thing?
1) Well, I’m glad you like the place. We went there together once! We have not decided where to go yet, no. Knowing how our plans usually go, the whole thing will probably fall in on itself and we’ll go nowhere.
2) You’re not about to make an inappropriate peer-to-teen choice behavior, are you?
1) Would you believe there are ponies who have memorized that bit of sentence vomit?
Incidentally
I own Metal Gear Solid 2: Substance, but I only ever did the section on
the ship and the VR missions. I already knew how most of the story went
and I really didn’t care.
2) Tootsie: What’s a flask?
Lyra: It’s… uhm… One of those little glass science-things, right?
Bon-Bon: It’s just a container for holding liquid.
3) Well, I guess I celebrated by starting to play The Secret World. More of a coincidence than celebration, though.
2) Bon-Bon: No! She’s good! I don’t want her to think she’s bad! She knew a lot before she ever even came to me! But, if something does go wrong, it’s my business. Besides, that’s a lot of pressure to put on a young filly.
3) Well, most unicorns do at least some kind of magic. If you really want to travel down this road, I think the key might be to start looking through arcane textbooks and try to find out what the symbols that make up your cutie mark literally translate to.
4) I have no idea. Hanging out with other cultures?
1) Did I say I hate adventurers? I don’t remember saying that. Strawberry is, or was, an adventurer and I don’t hate him.
B: I hate adventurers-
He loathes adventurers. But he’s not my roommate.
B: Allegedly.
Allegedly.
2) Lyra: An entire police force? I wouldn’t be cut out to be that either. What about making candy?
Bon-Bon: One apprentice is enough, thank you.
Lyra: Oh. What about gardening or farming? A name like Black Strawberry sort of sounds like a pony that deals with produce.
3) Bon-Bon: I can’t stay away from the shop that long. It has to be something short and to the point. There and back. A weekend. A few of days max.
Lyra: Apprentice not ready to run the shop yet?
Bon-Bon: She could sell things in my absence, but I wouldn’t trust her with my supplies to make more candy. At least, not yet.
1) Like… Like a bad trip or something? I don’t do drugs.
2) I was hoping for something a little more… you know… exciting.
3) Bon-Bon: And I was hoping for something where we could keep the house!
Lyra: I don’t know. Maybe it’s not that expensive?
Bon-Bon: Lyra…
Lyra: Okay okay. We’ll keep thinking about it.
Lyra: That’s a good question. It’s been a while now, hasn’t it?
Bon-Bon: In two months it’ll have been five years. And four years for your tumblr the month after that.
Lyra: Wow… That’s quite a while.
Bon-Bon: It is.
Lyra: We should do something!
Bon-Bon: Like what?
Lyra: Celebrate! Go somewhere! I don’t know. Got a little time to think about it, though.
1) Well, I suppose the most important thing is rationale; your reasoning for doing what is considered wrong. You can’t just go attacking ponies all wanton. You need a morally ambiguous goal or drive for your actions.
2) Is religion a cult? What about television and the internet? If you spend hours upon hours invested in an object, is that not worship? Is sleep a cult?
Disturbing is an awful subjective point-of-view, isn’t it?
3) A little light on the original part of OTP, but they have so much chemistry, don’t they?
1) That’s a funny sort of question. What constitutes a cult? At what point does a repeated gathering become a cult?
2) Now I’m just angry! Why do my figures always have horrible manes! I mean they’re not horrible, but they do not work for me at all! Stop giving me Twilight’s mane! And Rarity’s? Really? Were you even trying?
And then I saw Octavia has her own molded with her double cello or whatever and I just closed the friggin’ window.
3) Bon-Bon: Because my parents are rich. That’s the sort of thing rich parents do. Less family togetherness time, more materialism. Love them both with all of my heart, of course, but I don’t intend to follow that path.
1) Okay?
2) Thinking back, that was a strange episode of a strange show, wasn’t it?
3) You mean the out-of-place, crystalline, treehouse-shaped palace? That’s Twilight Sparkle’s. Princess of Friendship, if you can believe that.
4) Bon-Bon: Because I’d trust a random phone number from a stranger?
5) Well, let’s go down the list. Spoken Language? No. Written Language? No. Calendar? No. The Plow? No. Irrigation System? Electricity? Printing Press? Sewage Management? No. No. No. and No.
Your definition of technology seems to be combustible engines, phones, and computers. Sorry, we had other means of automated movement/sending messages and we couldn’t copy computers if we didn’t first have ones to discover your kind existed, could we?
6) I’ve never heard a single bad thing about that game.
The group slows to a halt on the edge of town, panting after their run.
“I can’t believe we pulled that off without Princess Twilight finding out!“ Blossomforth sighs, “I’m going to go home and try to forget any of this everhappened!“ Then she stretches her wings wide and takes to the skies.
“Well, there’s still plenty of time left in the day. “ Bon-Bon shields her eyes and glances up towards the sun. It’s still resting high in the sky. “Guess I’ll head into the shop. See if I can’t get some revenue coming in.“ She puts a hoof on Lyra’s shoulder, “We’ll talk at length about this later. But for now, how about I trust you to never do this again.“ Lyra lifts her hoof and puts it on Bon-Bon’s, “That sounds fair. And I’m sorry.“ “We’ll see.“ Then Bon-Bon walks off into town, disappearing in the crowd.
“I have a lot to look through.” Lyra taps the saddlebag on her back, “And I have to get ready for work tonight. And somewhere in there I gotta get some real sleep.“ Lyra waves to you and walks backwards, “Catch you back at the house, Liza. Good thing there was no school today or you fillies would be swimming in trouble, huh?” Then she turns to round a corner and slips out of view.
“Hmm. It was a far cry from what we were promised,“ Diamond Tiara yawns, “But I guess you’re in the clear.“ She smirks, “I’ll bet our adventure was loads better than yours, though. Maybe we’ll tell you about it sometime. You know, if we feel like it.“ Diamond Tiara turns her back to you, “For now, I have a party I’ll be attending and I need some beauty rest.“ She turns her head back toward you, “But you probably wouldn’t know anything about that.“ Then she gives a coy smile and trots away.
