"Art forms that appeal to modern leftish intellectuals tend to focus on sordidness, defeat and despair, or else they take an orgiastic tone, throwing off rational control ..."
Welcome, my little pony, to the happy home I've carved out far beneath the earth. Please forgive the mess, guests don't drop by very often and I've been here in the dark alone for so many, many, many years.
Dedicated to centipedes because they are super cute.
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Oh wow. This is so... invigorating to read.
Certainly creepy, but you somehow make me sympathise with Not-Twilight. Great job!
I swear if this entire story was just a setup for a grue joke
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I forgot what my Author's Note was supposed to be, and since I already had a Zork reference in the text it seemed like a good time for a grue.
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and once again I prove myself ignorant of all things. I'm only familiar with grues from the old meme. I didn't mean for it to sound like real complaining, sorry if it came off that way.
There goes our Twilight, achieving the kind of progress Celestia could only dream of! This is surely an instant classic, I thought as I was reading it.
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I'm glad it inspired you. And I'm inordinately fond of the concept of "ha, ha you've fallen into my trap by reading this story"-brand of cleverness. I'm glad it worked.
I'm pretty sure this story wouldn't be here if it weren't for "Horsewords."
Cultist Simulator also played a role in the "knowing facts by making them up" idea.
A lot of great imagery here in this story. Perhaps the most striking visual for me when reading this is the idea of Fluttershy greeting Twilight in these endless tunnels.
Given her almost feral nature, I can imagine that as Fluttershy calls out to her, Twilight's head just snaps back and stares at her. Approaching silently, towering over the yellow pegasus as the latter introduces some new creatures to the former alicorn. Her eyes vacant and unblinking, her pupils little more than cavernous black pits from the impossibly long time she's spent below ground. Lowering her head to meet the gaze of the small mice and other subterranean creatures that Fluttershy brings down into the labyrinth, acknowledging them and wordlessly thanking her most devoted friend before the latter departs the cave.
That bit at the end with the description of the thing that was once Twilight splayed out over the trapped pony was pretty well done as well. Another striking visual to express just how alien her form is by the end in comparison to how she appeared at the beginning.
All in all, I think that you did a great job showing how Twilight slowly just descends further and further into madness, becoming unrecognizable on both a physical and mental level. The only constant being her obsessive behavior, and the endless digging of more tunnels.
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Thanks for the review. My intention with the progression Pinkie Pie=>Applejack=>Rainbow Dash=>Fluttershy progression was to follow Twilight's transformation. From a pony that Pinkie would befriend to a pony adjacent thing like a cow or pig that Applejack would manage to an extremity or god that Dash would be excited by, to something so totally monstrous and alien that only Fluttershy/Flutterbat could deal with It, so it is good to see that the Fluttershy portion made an impact enough to inspire thinking, and I love your vision of Twilight still being reminded of herself somewhere in the beast as she meets the gaze of Fluttershy and her critters.
And at the end, only Discord still hangs out around Twilight because he can understand what it means to become noodled out and reduced to just one terrible thing like the edge of a blade. It is an idea that CelestAI fics and "The Enigma of Amigara Fault" helped lodge in my head: what it would mean to become "pure"? At a certain point all that would be left is some monstrous will to live and what would that be?
Messed up stuff, man.
Awesome.