Thank You Everyone and Some Melodious Fun! · 7:31pm Sep 11th, 2014
Thank you guys SOOO much for the love and support y'all have shown Forbidden Melodies! I write every story with the mindset that the work was worth the effort as long as one person finds a moment of little jovial escape from our mundane lives for a while, an audience of one so to speak. I still hold to that ideal, but it doesn't mean I can't super excited when so many of you have liked, disliked, commented, and favorited it. And to those silent heroes that have sent me GSP errors you've come across, keep them coming because I know the fiction still has mistakes that I haven't caught yet due to my lack of an editor. I did write it and slap it up here rather fast so you guys are the absolute best who are helping me find the issues!
Side note: I still need editors and prereaders for things! I'm surprised it worked out so well with this one.
Back to business, I couldn't find you here on the site, but I want to give a special shout-out to WhiteDragon25 from the forums of sufficientvelocity.com for his lovely recommendation post on the thread there. Link to the page of his post, it's towards the bottom. I don't know who you are here, but my crown off to you for that thoughtful post. Also, thank you to the Reddit user Castaras for sharing the story there as well.
Now, I read this adorable little meme blogpost from Ausbrony a writer I started following here recently. I love character exercises like these and I was all sad since I haven't written a ship fiction yet, which was a thing I said I wouldn't do when I joined this site, but am starting to warm up to the idea. Then I remembered that I paired Octavia up with that OC Steeplechase, so I can do one for fun!
Rules:
1) Choose 2-10 characters that are in a relationship.
2) Don't change the questions.
3) Let your characters answer.
4) Tag 5-10 people
5) Have fun.
Characters:
Octavia Melody and Steeplechase Melody
Questions:
Who are you? Age / race?
Octavia: My name is Octavia Melody. I am a 24-year-old earth pony if you couldn’t tell by my lack of wings or a horn.
Steeple: And I am Doctor Steeplechase Melody. That’s doctoral doctor just for the sake of clarification. I am 30 years of age and a nocturne. Or bat pony, or moori. Depends upon if you have a flair for the dramatic I suppose on which one you decide to go—
Octavia: Steeple, you’re getting distracted again. Next question, please. I am a busy mare.
Now who's your lover? Whats his/her age/race?
Octavia: We just introduced ourselves. Why are you wasting my time with the same question?
Steeple: I think he means for us to describe each other, love. Like how I am the luckiest nocturne in the world to have my darling little peach Tavi at my side, every night
Octavia: *Stoic face*… Next question please.
What makes your lover so special?
Octavia: What makes him special? He is one of the greatest minds in the field of sociology and musicology of our generation! The ESPA is lucky to have him as he is the first nocturne to reach such a prestigious level in music academia.
Steeple: Octavia is the only mare I’ve ever met to make me feel whole. Her light shines like the stars of my once lonely nights, dotting that which was once utter dark with countless blessings that I am thankful for each day.
Octavia: *Wordlessly opens and shuts her mouth, turning redder with each passing moment* Ah… a… You’re just trying to get a rise out of me aren’t you?
Steeple: She’s also really good at playing the cello, piano, and violin. *Coy smile*
Have you ever doubted your lover?
Steeple: Well there was this one time she got this crazy idea to remake a song that the princess herself banned from—
Octavia: ... *Deadpan Scowl with a quick hoof-jab Steeplechase’s barrel*
Steeple: Oof! I was only kidding, dear!
Octavia: WE have never doubted each other. Next question.
Have you ever used pickup lines on your lover? Which ones?
Steeple: Err, no. I can’t say I ever…
Octavia: …
Steeple: No, no, no. I definitely never did anything like…
Octavia: *Slowly widening devious smirk*
Steeple: I… may have let something slip along the lines of making the best night in her life ever even better.
Octavia: Who could forget? It was right after my debut performance at Grand Galloping Gala.
Steeple: That night I learned it is best never to assume one’s finer moments. But you did say yes after apologizing for nearly caving my face in.
Octavia: There is that…
Which is the most embarrassing moment you've had with your lover?
Steeple: Oh! There was this one time when we were showering together that—
Octavia: *Face contorts in unbridled flaring anger* NEXT. QUESTION. NOW!
Do you believe in waiting until after marriage to have sex?
Steeple: Yes.
Octavia: No.
Steeple: *Blinks several times* Uh… Tavi?
Octavia: … Did I just blurt that out loud?
Steeple: Wait! You mean to tell me that night in the stacks at the Society when I was—
Octavia: Next question, please!
Steeple: Do you know how much flack I caught for that? My friends STILL call me Steeple the Chaste!
Do you have any desires that you would like to try with your lover? If you do then what is it?
Octavia: Of course. I think he has the lungs to be a talented flugelhorn player if he was willing to try an actual instrument.
Steeple: Well, if I am completely honest, I’d like to one day want get a bushel of apples and peaches with about four gallons of cream and smother—
Octavia: STEEPLE! Ponies are going to be READING this interview, remember?!
Steeple: Erm. Why yes! Of course! As I was saying, I’ve always wanted to sing a duet with Octavia on stage during the Hollow Shade’s Fruity Festival of Fun. It just so happens to require lots of apples, peaches, and cream. You know… to be traditional…?
Octavia: *Facehoof*
Do you know your lover's weak spot? Does he/she know yours?
Octavia: I have no weaknesses for him to…
Steeple: *Evil smirk followed by draping a leathery wing over Octavia’s back while he nuzzles the side of her face gently*
Octavia: As ... as I was saying, I have no… I have… no…
Steeple: *Nuzzle, nuzzle, nuzzle, nuzzle, nuzzle, nuzzle…*
Octavia: *Beat red, lower lip quivering* I… no…
Steeple: Hers is cuddles when there's an audience. Mine is fresh peaches with cream from my hometown’s little patisserie called Shades of Taste. And yes, she knows it. *Nuzzle, Nuzzle, Nuzzle, Nuzzle...*
Octavia: I-I-I-I….
What happens if you find your lover with another man/woman? How would you interpret that? Familiar? Friend? Cheating?
Octavia: I-I’m a very understanding mare. These things… can happen in moments of weakness, but they are most certainly forgivable when… *Trails off mumbling in thought*
Steeple: I don’t know Honey. I’m not sure how I would react to be honest, and I am not comfortable thinking about it.
Octavia: …I mean, as long as he and the floozy I find him with survives the bludgeoning I’d give the both of them with my spare cello, all would be forgiven. Right dear? *Happy grin and eye twitch*
Steeple: Wait… what did you just say?
Any fantasy with your lover? Pervy answers allowed.
Octavia: *Utterly morified* You… you scandal mongering, tabloid article-driven, perverted troglodyte! How dare you even THINK to ask such a despicable question! I am a noble lady of Canterlot and I refuse to—
Steeple: Apples, peaches, four gallons of cream…
Octavia: SHUT UP ABOUT THAT DISGUSTING FOOD FANTASY YOU BAT-BRAINED FEATHERHEAD!
Ever had fights?
Octavia: HERE! RIGHT NOW! YOU WANTED TO GET A START OUT OF ME, WELL CONGRATU*******LATIONS!
Steeple: Calm down, Honey! I think he meant before—No, no. Put the chair down, Tavi! You-you said it yourself, you are a noble lady and it would be quite unbecoming of one such as yourself to—Sweet merciful heavens, somepony help me!
How was the love confession?
*One Wooden Chair Throwing Interlude Later...*
Steeple: Okay, have you calmed down?
Octavia: (Pant, pant, pant) Mildly…
Steeple: Okay, there’s only a little bit left. We can do this! Okay so the question was… ah.
Octavia: Oh yes, I remember that evening. I was practicing for a recital I was asked to play for one of the smaller schools in Canterlot. They were trying to get more young ponies interested in music, especially the ones who hadn’t yet received their cutie mark. I was going to play them three different renditions of May Our Sun Shine Forever when… umm, Steeple?
Steeple: *Grinning like the super-happy idiot he is* Oh, don’t mind me. *Gazes into Octavia’s mulberry eyes*
Octavia: Well, he umm… we were upstairs in my room. He was visiting at the time and he uh… well. He said my cello sounded out of tune. I thought it was fine, but you know “heightened nocturne senses” and all. So he offered to help me tune it and… he… he…
Steeple: I slipped a wedding band onto the pegs when she wasn’t looking.
Octavia: Yes, well. Let’s just say I wasn’t quite expecting it. Most sensible ponies would treat their lover to a romantic evening, but Steeple not being most ponies decided to interrupt my rehearsing.
Steeple: Well, you did agree with me afterwards that I brought out the best in your music. It only seemed appropriate for your cello to be there too when I asked. Oh, and if anypony out there is wondering, she loved it. As the students would say: I veritably "nailed it!"
Octavia: *Facehoof and Blush*
How do you feel about your lover's family members? Do you know them?
Steeple: Well, father was initially against the idea of marrying what he called a ground-beating snooty daymare. But they both came around when they met the real you, my little aloof fruitcup.
Octavia: You know calling somepony a fruitcup could give somepony the wrong idea.
Steeple: Fruitcups are delicious! How could there be a negative meaning behind such sweet words?!
Octavia: Anyway, my parents were also against it. They thought I shouldn’t put my career needlessly at risk as most Canterlot nobles still have a stigma when it comes to nocturne ponies, but at the same time, I think they were just relieved that I wasn’t a… well let’s use your word dear. That I wasn’t a “fruitcup” after hearing all those rumors about me and Miss Scratch.
Steeple: You are a fruitcup, Octavia! My fruitcup! I'll have you know that when a nocturne calls their lover that, we only mean it in the sweetest of connotations!
Speaking of families, do you wish to start one together?
Steeple and Octavia: One step at a time.
*Both stop and chuckle for a second*
Steeple: Sorry, my parents ask that a lot considering how I married a little late. But in all seriousness, we haven’t even been on our honeymoon yet. I don’t think we’ll be talking about foals for a while.
We're finished! What are you going to do now?
Octavia: … I think Steeplechase just gave me an idea. *Growing smirk*
Steeple: … you can’t mean trying for—
Octavia: Wha… no! Our honeymoon!
Steeple: Oh, yes! If you will excuse me, I think I need to go see a ticket master about getting two nonstops to Las Pegasus soon.
Octavia: *Tries to play down excitement, but fails releasing a Squee* I’ll get my violin!
Steeple: I thought we agreed: no instruments on the trip!
Octavia: But you get to bring yours, Steeple. It is only fair that I can as well.
Steeple: You don’t get to count my larynx as a musical instrument!
*Octavia smiles and runs further into the house*
Steeple: Tavi!
That was fun! Now let's see about tagging people. Most of these are hopefuls because I follow them, not vice-versa. Hopefully I don't tag someone who has already done this.
Mapaphy - Time for some characterization exploration, my little legendary!
Wade - Sunny Skies and Donut Joe. Don't spoil anything in your story though!
Justice4243 - I think he'd use Dan and Pinkie, but if he goes with Button Mash and Sweetie Bell... *Squee!*
vren55 - Because he owes me 10 hours of sleep and he's a cool guy regardless.
FlufflePuff - This one's a longshot, but if Fluffle and Chryssie haven't been asked yet... I AM ASKING FOR A CHALLAAAAANGE! #oldinternetreferences
Alrighty, that's all I've got for ya! Thank you all once again for reading Forbidden Memories and I hope you enjoyed this and maybe a few other fictions I've got lying around. Anyways, back to work on Ahizotl's second chapter...
- Lord Regulus
Ok, that does it. You need to write a story about their honeymoon.
...doublepooooooost...
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Same thing was said about the plight of a certain Neighponese-speaking Filly. I'll tell you what I told the user I quoted, if I find a story worth writing, I'll see what I can do.
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This made me laugh harder than it should have.
I could help if you have a skype and whatnot.
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That'd be great help! I'll PM you in a bit.
Done!
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