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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 (1,598 Views)
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Paint Brush
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Aug 28 2012, 03:58 PM
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Brush was getting a little angry. Amber was calling her father mean things. And calling her sister a monster. It took all her willpower not to find Amber and buck her teeth in. "Hey" Brush said. "My dad did none of what you say. And by the way, his parents were Pegisi. And second. Don't insult my sister." Brush then began to tear up. "I--It's not right to insult those....no longer with us." More tears fell down her face.
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Amber Moon
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Aug 28 2012, 04:05 PM
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"Hey, I told you, evilcorn, if not that awful spike on her head, she'd be a really... cute... mare... pity she wasn't able to survive for long. You should know that experiments, especially those evil and of genetics, shorten one's life." - Amberine let out a sigh.
"This is all alien to me. It's so... unnatural. Like all of yours magic. It can only harm and pushes poor ponies into greed, envy... and evil. " - she hissed, approaching the crying mare with her natural, amber eyes. - "Don't tell me that storm made you cry, softhide..."
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Paint Brush
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Aug 28 2012, 04:17 PM
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"Didn't survive long? She was alive most of my life. I'm 26. She died at 26 and that was 8 years ago. And I'm crying cause I miss my sister." Brush said still crying. "And she was beautiful. She did get all the stallions. Yet out of anypony, only one really had her heart. How it came to be Film, I'll never understand. And who said magic can only be used for evil. It can be used to heal the sick, help and protect other ponies. evil ponies use magic for evil not the other way around."
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Amber Moon
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Aug 28 2012, 04:21 PM
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"Oh really? Somehow my WOUNDS says a bit different story..."
Amberine hissed dangerously. In fact, the greatest of her wound was made by an evilcorn, wielding the Black Sunblade...
...which turned his blood into what it is even now...
"No wonder she was getting all the stallions... eh. Nevermind..."
I still have to play a mare...! Behave, Amber!
"Funny. For a moment I thought I've heared you're missing your... abomination... sister..."
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Paint Brush
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Aug 28 2012, 04:29 PM
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"Then you must have met some evil ponies. Not every Unicorn uses their powers for evil." Brush then said. "And of course I miss miss my sister. She is my sister. She is family. How would you feel if you lost somepony in your family?"
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Amber Moon
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Aug 28 2012, 04:33 PM
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"My... family..."
A moment of silence ruled the air.
"Family...?"
That was a honest question. A topic very sensitive for her has been touched... in the least expected moment...
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Paint Brush
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Aug 28 2012, 04:41 PM
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Brush knew that silence. That was the 'sensitive topic silence'. "Oh no!" Brush then said. "I've touched on a sensitive subject didn't I? If you don't want to talk about it, we can just drop it. OK? Amber? Are you still there?" Brush started to get worried.
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Amber Moon
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Aug 28 2012, 04:50 PM
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Amberine was standing there... in silence... in complete silence.
She suddenly felt so alone... she never knew her parents really. As a foal, Amber was always thinking that it was Avians who were his true parents, the one that gave him life...
...only to learn he has been found by a desert patrol one day, abandoned in the middle of Border of World... a solitary foal left to die in the scorching sun...
...not even knowing his real name... forever using the one gave by Avians - Amber, for when the Avians found him he was hugging a small piece of amber (And that was the only thing in his basket...), and Moon...
...that's a long story.
A silent Thump announced she's fallen to a heavy sit...
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Paint Brush
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Aug 28 2012, 05:08 PM
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"Amber?" Brush said worriedly. "Are you OK?" Before she continued she decided against it. ' I touched a sensitive subject for her. I need to be quiet."
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Amber Moon
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Aug 29 2012, 07:55 AM
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She was sitting there in silence for another minute or two...
This mare's body... holds far more emotions and feelings than my sanity can take... I have never been feeling sorry for not having a family...
It was always so obvious to me...
"W-why do you ask?" - she finally whispered.
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Paint Brush
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Aug 29 2012, 04:39 PM
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"Why wouldn't I?" Brush then said. "You're my friend Amber. So I care about you. And you got real quiet. I was worried. And I'm sorry if I brought something up that was a touchy subject for you."
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Amber Moon
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Aug 29 2012, 04:45 PM
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"T-that's nothing. I'm not a softhide..."
Oh well, actually I am, but...
"I don't get it. I have insulted you. Insulted your family. In YOUR home. Threatened you. And the need for your blood is still burning a small flame in me. You're an evilcorn!" - she shouted, her eyes turning red again. - "Why, why the hell... d'you still call me... a friend? You barely know anything about me..."
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Paint Brush
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Aug 29 2012, 07:18 PM
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"Amber" Brush said. "Those Unicorn's you have met from where you are from. Those evilcorns. I am not one of them. I am different from them. I help other ponies. No matter who they are or how they act. And from what I have experience today, I know you are a good pony. And I know you are and will be a good friend. any good pony would help a pony who was hurt by wrapping them with bandages and giving them medicine. But only a true friend would go though a storm with sharp baseball sized hail, risking life and limb, just to find a doctor for there friend. And you Amber ARE a true friend!"
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Amber Moon
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Aug 30 2012, 08:54 AM
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"I t-told you..." - A single tear spinned in her eye. - "That breeze is a fine, relaxing weather to fly. At least for me. There's nothing that can really threat MY life out there... and I am NOT a good pony. A good pony does not acts like me."
Amberine stood up, the disharmonious opera of mixed feelings raging in her heart.
"I hope you'll get... better..." - she sniffed, halting the tears and making two steps toward door.
Her eyes suddenly went blue. In both meanings of this word.
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Paint Brush
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Aug 30 2012, 12:27 PM
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Brush reached a hoof out to Amber. "Hey, it's OK." Brush said. "Don't cry Amber. From what I have seen, you ARE a good pony. How can you think you are not? You can tell me." Brush then saw Amber walk towards the door. "Wait Amber. Don't Go! Please?" She then gave the biggest puppy dog eyes that were so cute that they would melt the coldest of pony hearts.
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