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Reaching the Borders of New Self; Amberine/Paint Brush
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Topic Started: Aug 25 2012, 04:19 PM (1,593 Views)
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Amber Moon
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Aug 25 2012, 04:19 PM
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With the greatest speed her mare's hooves could manage, angry Amberine was dashing through Ponyville Park to reach her home - The Stronghold, paradoxally being a small, old, wooden house located by Mane Street. The park was quite calm and seemed strangely abandoned... so Amberine decided to take a shortcut and a small break.
This awful body... is too small! It tires SO fast! And I can't even fly really, having such disproportion of power! Gaaaah! What the hell happened to me!? Am I really a... a... a ma-mare!?...
Amberine turned her head to the right, then to the left and right again, making sure nopony is watching her. Not a single soul on the horizon...
"One, two, one, two, Periena, Periena, Daira, Fenicis, DAIRA DE'CESTEI!" - she almost shouted, hearing her voice... so squeaking, yet clean, quite... soft... How am I supposed to intimidate or taunt with this silly, mare'ish voice!?
She was feeling very strange. So light. So... different... she grazed the sides of park again and, with a fear rising in her constantly changing eyes, she decided to take a final test for her sexuality and look under her tail...
...and what she has seen there - or rather what she hasn't seen there... pushed her to the edge. Her blood was calm, but hormones... the sudden drop of testosterone and all raging estrogenes rendered her shaking of anger. And angry Amber was...
...crying!?
Wiping out the very first tears of impending cry from her eyes, Amberine set her hooves off the park route and approached a lone tree on a small hill... nopony here... today... What the hay is going on with me! I can't stand it! Anymore!
Falling on her belly she bursted with a loud cry, something so unknown to Amber Moon he used to be...
...Who am I..!?
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Paint Brush
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Aug 25 2012, 04:39 PM
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Paint Brush was walking through the park. She like to do such things. It helped her take her mind off thing. Especially today. It had been six years that it had happened. She hadn't been the same pony since. As she was waking however, she began to hear...somepony crying. She looked around and saw a black mare crying by a lone tree off the road. Paint Brush hated to see other ponies crying. So she decided to walk over to the mare to see what was wrong. as she drew closer, she grabbed a small handkerchief from her bag. When she got there, she knelt down and held out the handkerchief to the mare. "Hey! Are you alright?" She then said.
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Amber Moon
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Aug 25 2012, 04:45 PM
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Was it because of those two self-centered clowns by Glaive, or maybe because of the fact this so wonderful day turned into her hell... or maybe because of tons of feelings and emotions so unknown to him, assaulting his very mind and soul, Amberine hit the bottom of her Pit of Despair...
Watery eyes... watery eyes... Im never losing water through eyes! I'm never crying!? What the hay is going with I'm alright... w-wait... w-what!?
The only thing she was not expecting in the moment, a sound of somepony else's voice. Her head raised suddenly, her eyes bursted with red, and her mouth let away only one word:
"WHAT!?"
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Paint Brush
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Aug 25 2012, 05:04 PM
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Brush was slightly taken aback by the anger in this ponies voice. "I-I wanted to know if you are alright. I was waking by when I heard you crying and I wanted to see what was wrong and to see if you needed somepony to talk to." She held out her hoof with the handkerchief again. She then gave the pony a comforting smile.
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Amber Moon
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Aug 25 2012, 05:09 PM
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Sobbing an-girly, Amberine grazed the extended hoof with handkerchief through the tears of her... pink eyes. She wanted to shout. ooooh, how she wanted to shout! Stop it, Amber... inside, you're still the same, stalwart stallion... behave and be friendly!
"Nothing is alright, leeeave me aloooone!" - she bursted, like a true drama queen and lowered her head again, letting the tears slide down her face and water the ground below.
Well, yes, the hell, that was... friendly indeed...
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Paint Brush
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Aug 25 2012, 05:37 PM
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"Hey" Paint Brush then said as she put a hoof on the ponies shoulder. "What's wrong? You can talk to me. I'm here to help."
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Amber Moon
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Aug 25 2012, 05:41 PM
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Easy, Amber, Easy... Omigosh, Omigosh, she's placed her hoof on me! Don't panic, Amber, don't panic... think like a mare... if you are a mare, think like one, don't panic, be the mare...
"Dairaa!" - she shouted, throwing her hoof off.
...that was the last thing a mare would do.
"Om I-I-I'm sorry!" - she moaned with cracking voice, through continous sobs.
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Paint Brush
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Aug 25 2012, 06:05 PM
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"Hey. It's OK" Brush then said with a smile. She n put her hoof on the ponies shoulder again. "Anger and sadness can make ponies act in ways they wouldn't normally act. I've done it." She then held out her other hoof to the pony. "My name is Paint Brush by the way. What's yours?"
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Amber Moon
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Aug 25 2012, 06:13 PM
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She better stop touching me or I'll chop her precious limbs away...
"A-Amber... in-e, aa... I think it's... Amber. Am-ber M... Mooo, Moon... J-just Amber." - she sobbed some more before turning her head back to her, locking her acid-green eyes on her's.
I AM Amber Moon, right... r-right? Daira, yes, I am...
"Is t-there anything I c-can hep you?" - recalling her stallion's true heart she asked, feeling salty tears invading her mouth.
Crying out in front of a mare... double shame.
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Paint Brush
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Aug 25 2012, 06:32 PM
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"OK Amber." Brush then said. "So, now that you know my name and I know yours, would you mind me asking you why you are out here alone and what has you so upset?"
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Amber Moon
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Aug 25 2012, 06:41 PM
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"Does it m-matters!? Does it changes anything!? No, I've g-got enough of changes for today, thank you. I need no co-compassion, y'hear!?"
First those weird angelkinds, now this... evilcorn... am I being followed or something!? It seems my horror is yet about to begin...
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Aug 25 2012, 07:37 PM
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Brush then sighed. "Amber. I don't know if it will change anything. I don't know if in the long run if it will matter. I do know however that talking about it can't make it worse. And I'm not gonna let a fellow pony be alone when they are upset." She held out her hoof once more to Amber. "Now. Take my hoof. I'll take you to my house and make you some tea and maybe we can talk about what has you so upset. OK?" She then looked amber in her pink eyes and gave her a warm, comforting smile.
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Amber Moon
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Aug 25 2012, 07:55 PM
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Begone! Begone! I told you I need compassion!
"Daira!" - she shouted at her, the grimmace on her face announced Amberine reaching new level of annoyance, and her eyes, now fading completly black, only confirmed the rise of negative emotions in her heart.
"Listen Missy! Brushie! Whatever! I have no time for your kindness!" - her voice cracked through tears. - "I hate talking! I hate tea! Daira de'cestei, why there is so much hatred in me!?"
Amberine tilted her head up and closed eyes. With a metallic noise her wings burst open, as she struck the ground furiously with all hooves. All the ravaging emotions, that was far too much for her...
"I... have no reason... to hurt you... yet..." - she hissed, madness clearly visible in her red eyes...
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Paint Brush
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Aug 25 2012, 08:53 PM
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Brush began to get scared. "Amber. Y-You're scarring me. And why would you want to hurt me? I haven't done anything to hurt you." Tears of fear started to develop. "I-I was only trying to help. I only wanted to cheer you up."
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Amber Moon
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Aug 25 2012, 09:18 PM
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"CHEER UP!?" - her voice cut the air, penetrating the very soul of innocent unicorn. Slowly, yet surely, she was standing up... - "FOOL! I need NO happiness, and NOTHING will be able to bring YOU JOY when I FINISH with you!"
The deadly flash passed his left wing's Okami, as she raised it high right above the head of purple pony. A couple of fresh tears were blown away from her face by wind.
"Maybe just like you, EVILCORNS, I LIKE HURTING OTHERS!? OR MAYBE I LIKE TO BE HURTED!? YEEES, I JUST FUCKIN' LOVE TO BE HURTED, Y'KNOW!? I FEAST IN SUFFERING, YOURS AND MINE!!!"
Her heart was beating very fast, the rhytm visible on her chest. The pressure of anger-propelling blood was yet another thing her mare's body was unable to stand, thus waves of binding pain were running down her whole body. Putting strong accents of hatred on every single word, sipping her own tears from face, she struggled to cry out:
"You should have run, when you've got your chance... but you've ignored me, IGNORED it! I've got ENOUGH OF YOU! ENOUGH OF YOU AND YOUR SILLY CARE!"
Her wing trembled dangerously, every black plume raising and tilting, extending her wingspan...
...something inside her shattered...
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