Oh god · 5:35am Apr 17th, 2012
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Giving a long, satisfied sigh of a job well done, Intern powered down his workstation. For the last time.
“What are you doing?”
Intern started and whirled around, finding Corejo standing nearby with an eyebrow raised.
“What’s it look like I’m doing?” Intern reached down to pick up his work satchel and slung it over his shoulder. “This is it. We’re done. The Angels have reached one hundred and I’m heading home!” He gave a jaunty wave and turned for the exit.
“You do know there are numbers after one hundred, right?”
Corejo’s voice stopped Intern in his tracks. “What’s that suppose to mean?”
It took Corejo considerable effort not to facepalm. “Dude, we ain’t stopping the reviews just because we got to one hundred posts. We’re still needed to showcase the stories that deserve attention. That hasn’t changed and I don’t see it changing for a while yet.”
Intern gulped. “So what you’re saying is…”
“Yep. Overtime!”
ROUND 101
Corejo
There’s something to be said for absurdist humor in ponyfics. The nature of the cartoon our horse words are based off allows for much greater leeway in that absurdism, and Better Lairs and Landscaping is definitely one of those stories not afraid to make use of this.
From the get-go, we’re given a Tirek imprisoned in Tartarus. Old and enfeebled, he has become accustomed to, if loathsome of, his little prison in the underworld, until a chance magazine delivery for an Equestrialized Home and Garden finds itself delivered to his cage by a very particular muffin-loving pegasus.
Cabin fever being a thing, the humor of this story quickly finds its place through how this story parallels canon and the disparity of just what Tirek ends up planning to do with Equestria once he’s conquered it. The writing is tight and efficient where it needs to be, which helps deliver the one-two punches so prevalent in this fic, and there’s never a dull moment in Tirek’s head as he sets his devious plan in motion and beyond.
Lovers of silly, light-hearted comedy will thoroughly enjoy this one. Don’t hesitate to open that new tab.
RTStephens
Ever wonder if villains would be more interesting if they had a little extra… aesthetic within them?
The answer is HECK YEAH!
Tirek may be a little dull when it comes to motives, but put a landscaping magazine in his hands, and he’ll be rearranging deck chairs by the end of the day. That horizon filled with nothing but trees? Wiped out. Allies that talk nothing of plaid designs? Show ‘em what a properly placed shrubbery can do to liven up a path. The mighty centaur shows the ponies how it’s done, with proper lawn care products and a little application of fire.
After reading this, you’ll never view the season 4 finale the same way again. Nor should you (view the season 4 finale the same way, I mean. DEFINITELY read this!). Those tall mountains aren’t going to carve themselves into figures of authority, now are they?
The Monster of the Year contest is coming up, and Scootaloo has an entry sure to give Ponyvillians the scare of their lives: a murderous spirit from Zebra folklore.
Beyond known reality, something awakes, called by the speaking of its name. It draws closer, closer, to the little town at the forest's edge. When night falls, its reign of terror shall begin.
Good horror is hard to come by these days. So are good thrillers. I’ve been a fan of Horse Voice since I first read The Writing on the Wall way back when that was the biggest thing on fimfiction. Like TWotW, this story hits a wonderful balance between creeping horror and hesitant innocence. Though, I wouldn’t straight up call this one horror, per se, even though the story has the [Horror] tag, though I do firmly agree with the [Thriller] tag. This one will keep you on the seat of your pants.
It starts out innocent enough, the CMC doing their usual innocent thing that then, against all intentions, slowly turns not so innocent. But where this story follows the rails in its startup, the follow-through hits a nice stride in playing up the mystery and the general sense of unease so necessary to any horror story, all the way up to the first Big Thing that leaves you mashing that next chapter button.
I’m going to lay it out straight. I’m not a fan of horror or scary stories. Never have, probably never will. So before going into this one, I was concerned about the gore tag attached to it. For my sake, that tag didn’t live up to my darkest expectations, but the horror and thriller tags certainly do.
This story’s going to be hard to talk about since a lot of the suspense and build up of events depends on readers going in blind. Needless to say, it went in ways I didn’t suspect given the setup. And then went further.
Point being, fans of the unknown are going to enjoy this and fans of genuine dread are going to love it. Horror done right isn’t just about characters being scared or maimed to death. It’s about being presented circumstances that defy our world logic and having to face that which has the potential to do us harm. This story gets it right, so take a gander during a deep, dark night.
When Twilight and Celestia have an argument about the existence of leap years, there’s only one possible way to settle their differences: a race around the world!
With the full benefit of hindsight, there may have been other ways.
Read this story, read this story, read this story.
There’s so much to love about this one. From the word go, there’s simple yet beautiful language crammed into every nook and cranny of this story that will sweep you off your feet. Sentences flow together perfectly to string together one hell of a narrative built around the titular 81-day race around the world, incited by none other than Twilight Sparkle and Celestia having a bet over seemingly inane organizational details.
Leave it to Twilight to fuss over the fact that the solar calendar is ‘three-hundred-and-sixty-five days, five hours, forty-eight minutes, and forty-six seconds long,’ instead of a nice and simple 365 days. It’s a silly way to start such a wager, but this story knows what it is at its core, and that has little to do with silly ponies being silly about silly things.
This is a story about growing up. This is a story about how the world is always changing, and that things are not as simple and happy and easily organized into little boxes with shiny red ribbons as they ought to be.
This is a story full of love and heartache and the impossible decisions that come with responsibility in the face of the morally ambiguous. And though there is plenty of levity interspersed, the sobering weight of reality never forgets its place among the narrative, and through this, GaPJaxie hits home time and again.
To be honest, it almost disappoints me that we’re reviewing this story, because that means it met our requirements of sub-one-thousand views. This story is so undeserving of that paltry viewcount. It should be criminal for a story as good as this to have so little views.
Were it available, I would pay money for a hardcopy of this story.
I went into this story expecting a silly romp of FiM characters going from place to place and getting into ridiculous adventures.
I did not expect this to turn into an allegory for the beginnings of freakin’ World War I. AKA, the Great War.
Okay, full disclosure, I’ve never read Around the World in 80 Days, the novel this story takes the name from. For all I know, the events that transpire here would be a well known fact for anybody familiar with the original. However, this isn’t a review of that story, but a story about ponies (and one dragon) and how the world they know is changing around them.
I’ve read some of the author’s works before and GaPJaxie is great for creating complex emotions within the characters and the readers alike. His stories, whether you like them or not, will provoke some type of response that often leads to thoughtful discussions. This story is no different and I felt worn out (in a good way) after having binged read this thing to get the review out. Some advice, you may want to parcel this fic out a little just so you can take time to digest what’s going on.
Some lovely work with Spike here. He definately goes through a tough time trying to get Twilight to her next destination while also sitting down to have a chat with a person living in the middle of all the turmoil. You get the perspective of the other side, and whether you agree with them or not, the work tries its best to show that there are always two sides to every story.
There are also very cute and emotional scenes with Spike and Twilight interspersed throughout and each time I want to reach in and hug them both and tell them it will be all right.
There are negatives, however. To make this story work, the world outside Equestria is colored by all the political, social, and economical complications found in our world. In other words, very removed from what we’ve seen so far in the show. However, Twilight still acts like she just stepped out of the show and is shocked by the actions others take and why they don’t listen to reason. Frienship is only magic in Equestria, apparently. It makes her come off as rather naive and out of touch, which is the point of her trip, I suppose, but it’s still kinda jarring.
Still, I don’t regret reading this and recommend it to anyone that enjoys seeing ponies being taken out of their element.
Bon Bon spent her time at the Ponyville Pet Center fundraiser having fun with a seal. This is their story.
Another absurdist story for you all today. As the silly, one-note stories of this fandom tend to be, the title speaks for itself.
The first and foremost factor here, which may or may not sell this story to you wholesale, is the premise it’s based around: Bon Bon is legally blind. Like, Velma blind (God, I miss the classic cartoons). Nothing corrective lenses can’t solve, but sometimes your contact lenses can go the way of the dryer sock, and when that happens Celestia help you. And this happening just before the big Ponytones animal fundraiser, things can get out of hoof if you don’t plan accordingly.
Fortunately for Bon Bon, things go exactly according to plan. Or, at least, she thinks it does. This is where the seal comes in.
It may be a one-joke story, but there’s plenty of variety to that singular joke that keeps things fresh and the humor flowing.
Let’s bookend this post with another silly story, but one that’s cute so it gets away with it.
It’s the night of the Ponyville Pet Center fundraiser and Bon Bon has a bit of a problem. She’s lost her contact lenses and can only make out vague colored shapes. So of course shenanigans ensue involving etches, fainting mares, and a seal. The ending ties it all up in an adorable manner and I’m left all warm and fuzzy.
If you don’t take this too seriously, you’ll get a lot of fun out of it. Ponies may be all friendship and rainbows, but they are also good at being funny and cute, which this story pulls off well. Check it out!
Intern slumped back in his chair, giving a long, exasperated sigh. “There. Done.”
“Yeah, nothing like burning the ol’ oil. Haven’t done that in a while.” Corejo looked over at Intern, noticing the burnt out expression. “Hey, maybe it would be a good idea for you to take some time off.”
“Uh, am I allowed to do that?”
Corejo shrugged. “Dunno. But, eh, you’ve put in a lot of work the past few months. Couldn’t hurt to ask. I’ll even put in a good word for ya.”
“Thanks.” Intern hauled himself out of his chair, stretching as he went. “I think I might do that. Go someplace that’s warm. Kick back, have few drinks.”
“Sounds good,” Corejo said. He waved as Intern headed towards Plum’s office. “See ya when you get back!”
Feel free to visit our group for more information and events, and to offer some recommendations for future rounds. See you all next time!
Pillow fight?!
Yay adorable
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That sums it up lol
Diabeetus.
I died thrice
That ear twitich
Hey wait, where's Rarity? Why didn't they invite her?
Twilight, ear
Rainbow's breathing.
Pinkies leg twich.
Rarities Forleg
I cant see anything for Applejack or Fluttershy.
one word for this. Winning
My arms are not long enough for the amount of glomping I want to do.
Thirst thought those pillows were marshmallows... I nearly died.
That's so sweet I just got cavities in all of my teeth... F*ck.
The story is awesome, this makes it more awesome a.deviantart.net/avatars/a/w/awwyeahplz.png
*open mouth, for seventeen seconds*
...Ssssshit
Listen, listen listen listen listen. Don't freak out, I mean, I could very possibly have diabetes myself with the massive amount of sugar I consume a day, but I've seen no changes in how I feel, so, can't really help ya much. Just follow your doctors orders and screw the sugar bowl every tuesday. If you keep that up then teh dogs will suck your blood dry of all sugar, then you have to eat teh bowl that the sugar used to be in. Mmmmmmm...Plastic...
My heart exploded, thrice
Well....fuck. Now I got Diabetus.
Damn you cuteness!
I think I just Daww'd myself into a coma XD
-jaw drop- o m g too cute.. -falls over-
Alex: aw crap our auther is down? annalysis?
Zero: hes gone into squee coma state Jim.
Alex: im Alex.
Zero:
73741 Strangely, I do too
Oh yeah Knighty, you gonna have a lot of hospital and dentist bills to pay
It's official, Knighty is trying to kill us all.
oh god indeed. wish i could favorite this blog post
D'awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
73743 ... Seriously?
74206 Pillow joke
74220 aaaah I see