Formal social occasions are sort of a funny thing. Despite their oft-stated purpose being recreation and relaxation, they tend to be incredibly stressful and vaguely disingenuous - and the more formal they are, the more stressful and disingenuous they tend to be.
The Canterlot Hearth's Warming Ball? Hoo, boy.
And when you're a pony who doesn't belong at such things, what in Equestria are you supposed to do? What, if anything, can help you get through the evening?
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My entry into the Jinglemas Collab of '17, posted very late. Sorry about that.
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Did she want to show Vinyl Scratch she was cool?
Well. That was a trip, in every sense of the phrase. I do love the presentation, with both the hallucinations and the perspective shifts giving a sense of blurred reality. The character presentation is just as nice, with Rarity at her best and Sunset understandably terrified of facing a crowd of people in the universe that doesn't feel like home anymore. Great stuff. Thank you for it.
Good job! Super fun to read, while still being really serious. I like the tone in this.
Interesting. Must be strong meds to elicit a reaction that powerful that fast.
That feel when you’ll never get to do E at the Hearths Warming Ball and dance with Rarity.
This may sound dumb, but you write an awful lot of stories about drugs. <.<
Also, hot damn, what a way to demonstrate disassociation.
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I'll let you in on a dirty little secret: I don't actually do drugs. Barcast aside, I haven't drank nor smoked anything (quasi-)legal in months, and haven't ever done any narcotics and largely don't wish to.
You're just getting a photograph of my pure, unvarnished brain.
Scary, isn't it?
(Edit: I got drunk during the barcast. That aside, though, nothing, and I would have felt dumb about doing the barcast while sober.)