Fifths

Hmm, this picture makes you think about the mistakes anthropolgists make when they look at pictures and artifacts from an ancient time. Look at this picture.

Everyone assumes that a bunch of badass hunter-gatherers sat down and drew this one day to remind them of the glorious hunt. Could it be that while the rest of the cavemen were out grunting and bashing women over the head, some scrawny little cave man who liked to watch the wild horses sat inside and drew this on the wall? Did he name them and give them personalities do you think?

God, I love anthropologist Lyra.

Alright listen Mustafa, screw the bodywash, how much do you want for the horse?

@Ingway

I agree. While definately a cut above the average fic, it still had its shoddy bits.

The reason why my little dashie is given such acclaim isn’t because the writing is virtuosic, but rather because the author did such a good job of appealing to his audience. Bronies empathize with the main character because we can all easily imagine ourselves in his shoes, and thus his pain at the end easily translates into our pain. Personally, I didn’t cry because the author was so heavy handed about the whole thing. It just felt like the story was being artificially pushed so as to reach an emotionally climactic ending, and that really killed my suspension of disbelief.

What an awesome bit of concept art. I especially like the one where he is balancing the sun and the moon and the one where he’s wearing the elements of harmony like meager baubles. Discord is a fucking boss.

@chaoticthunder

Exactly what I thought.

Oh God, it’s pulling us in!

1: Grasp banana with hooves
2: Grip the stem with teeth
3: Peel
4: Show the banana to the unicorn snobs and tell them where they can shove it

You really need to work on your drawing skills venom. This picture scarcely resembles Rainbow Dash at all.

@Mark Ryan Allport

Fitting

Nice try Dashie, but you’re never going to match Twi.

Most entertaining.

Why do I get the terrible, terrible feeling that he’s waiting for me to say “No, but I can make some.”

A stallion that size is going to require a lot more than two mugs of anything to get him tipsy.

You thought that just being a succubus monster that consumes love and slowly murders souls would make you unfappable? Shit, I’ve been married to one of you for ten years now and we have quite a healthy sex life.

Aw poor Sweetie, don’t be upset. I know of at least one pony who will really be into your new look.

You know, I was wondering what reason a pegasus athlete could possibly have to work her glutes, but when you think about it, it makes perfect sense. Any pony behind Spitfire during a race will be too distracted to perform to the best of his ability.

Pretty

There has never been, nor shall there ever be a scenario where Fluttershy would or should say the word penis.

Hmm, anthropologist Lyra. Think I’d like to see more of that.

Dat trollpost

Option A.

I don’t know how much I’d enjoy seeing an airshow and meeting the bolts by myself, but I think going with a hardcore aerial enthusiast like Dash would make it really fascinating. I love listening to people who are passionate and knowledgeable about a thing talk about that thing.