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Literature
Rose Tinted Part IV
Rose Tinted Part IV
Dropping Things (Off)
Dash dipped a hoof into the metal container, relishing the intense wet warmth inside.  It'd been a very long afternoon in the highest clouds, and she could use something to drive away the chill.  Condensed Rainbow was so piping hot, she could feel the blood returning from her hoof. It was like summertime creeping up her chilly limb.
Work in the highest clouds meant cold.  It was the kind of cold that didn't bother interacting with the skin.  It didn't give the satisfaction of feeling pierced with cold; it just was.  This sort of chill settled into limbs and arms and joints and made everything feel heavy and numb and unworkable.  Even her wings - her quite well-feathered wings - were starting to feel freezerburnt in the high thin winds.
But for now, at least part of her was so blissfully warm.  The tingling cold ache in her joint was starting to subside.  She sighed in weary satisfaction.  Her breath
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Literature
Long Sad Road
Long Sad Road
by: Chistery
Request:
"ALL I WANT IS ONE CAR CHASE"
The night was warm and wonderful and smelled like daffodils and some kind of wild hay on the edge of Carrot Farms' fields.  It felt inviting and the kind of weather you rolled in hay and took your foals out to play games in.  It also felt totally inappropriate for the situation.
Two carriages sped through the dark winding roads around Ponyville.  The first was skidding about erratically, swaying this way and that.  Something in the skidding skeetering sloughing of the wheels indicated the leading driver was not wholly "sane and sober."  The bulk of the car entered and exited the beams of his gas lamp lights again and again, ever the more wildly.
Doctor Whooves frowned ever more deeply as the chase continued.  The carriages were only driving at a fair turn of speed, maybe some 10 miles per hour, but the roads leading to Everfree Forest weren't meant for traffic.&
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Literature
Driving Rain
Driving Rain
By: Chistery
Nopony could remember a time when it had rained so hard.
It was strange warm fog, then a drizzle, and quickly a storm.  The patched  windows of the library barely held back the winds. Not weather for another sleepover ...
Rarity managed by thinking of Saigon during monsoon season, drinking tea, listening to rainfall.
"S'like Celestia's just pissin' away on a flat rock out there," came a drawl to her side.
The dressmaker cringed.  She could - manage.  The storm would pass again - just as the first had.  Twilight would make it back after the rain. Things would be balanced on a fulcrum, Separated at opposite ends.
"I suppose." Rarity smoothed a little icily.  She sipped at tea she'd found in a cupboard.
Silence fell like the rain - close, drowning.
"So, ah figure now's good for napping," opined Applejack.
"Mmm."
"You coming?"
Rarity furrowed her brow and sipped …
"Not coming, then."
Silence.
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Literature
Rose Tinted Part III
The room was several shades too dark.
Pinkie was disappointed; on the previous night, the room had been perfectly bright without the lights on.  Now Luna's high moon was overcast by high gray clouds.  What little light came from the moon was thin and milky-gray, casting her many cupcakes and cookies in strange charcoal tones.
Even her radiant pink coat was dun and plain in the bakery window's light.  Everything felt cold and gray, despite the springtime warmth creeping in from outside.  It felt wrong.
The Weather Team must have scheduled an overcast night.  Usually, Pinkie would maintain a calendar for planning her days, with weather plans annotated by colorful icons and stickers.  A terrible awful storm would be represented by a frowny face sticker, a sunshiny day by a row of cupcakes.  Since returning from the Gala, there weren't any stickers.  She hadn't been to the Weather Station to check the schedule
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Literature
Clerical Error
Clerical Error
Clerical Error
By: Chistery
Twilight burst in to the Mayor’s office in a tizzy.
“What do you mean my citizenship is being ‘reconsidered?!’” the violet unicorn barked, beating on the receptionist’s desk, red letter in clenched hoof.  The velour on the cheery Calendar Helper was battered quite vigorously by a wax seal of a dancing pony.
“I’m s-sorry miss, I don’t know what-” the orange-maned pony stammered.  She trembled from head to carrot cutie mark.  Of all the ways she’d imagined meeting with Ponyville’s resident Librarian, there’d been rather more idle chatter and less yelling.
“That’s convenient, because I don’t know what you are getting at.  Reconsidered?  I’m
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Literature
Rose Tinted: Feeling Blue
Feeling Blue
Rose Tinted:  Feeling Blue                                This is a sequel.
By: Chistery                                                This is not the end.
Dash awoke in comfort.
The bed was a cozy sweet down, the kind a body could get used to.  She could smell clean lemon cleane
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Literature
Ordinal Stars
Spike found himself in a familiar position. He was abandoned, in the corner, and expected to be on his best behavior.  There had been explicit instruction to be "the best baby dragon in a baby blue suit in this whole great big awesome gala" from a certain purple unicorn.  The laughter itched like his ridiculous suit.  The patronization dripping from "great" and "big" made Spike's skin crawl under a frilly gala wig.
Spike desperately wished the punch was mixed with fire-brandy.  It was not.  
Failing having good punch, Spike needed some air for the itchy wig and rising displeasure.  The small dragon struck out for the grand balcony's impossibly high French doors.  At the doorway, well-coiffed gentlecolts were plying their charm, hoping to court any comparably well-coiffed filly.  Spike managed to scrape past a few young colts and through the double doors, nearly tasting the cologne.
The balcony was large eno
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Literature
Plum Season
Plum Season
by: Chistery
As Equestrian seasons tumble to May, the Morningstar plum ripens, turning a wonderful violet.  The dark juice is renowned for its sweetness and a tang not unlike rhubarb.  Any fruit-loving pony loves its season.
It is a traditional symbol of change and revelation, healing, fertility and weddings. The Apple family kitchen had a tasteful woodcut of plums.
Some feet away fresh plums lay pitted on the Apple family's table.  They looked plump in the early afternoon sun. Shaking quietly, Applejack saw them through tears.  Big Mac didn't notice the fruit.
"Ah- ah'm sorry.  This is stupid."  A sniff.
"No, it isn't." The crimson stallion levelled.
"Yes it is," she choked, "ah'm just a dumb bumpkin and- she's sophisticated and she wants a stallion and a dress and a city house and-"  Applejack stopped short, rolling a purple-stained hoof around the plate's rim.  The clock ticked
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Literature
Thread By Thread
By: Chistery
Editor: DCN
CHAPTER ONE
She was broken.
It took many moon rises for her to make contours of the thought.  It took many sunrises to grasp it.  It took the cast of many sympathetic expressions in kind eyes to practice it.  Now it went without comment from even herself; it was a simple matter of fact.  She had tried in life, she had failed, and now was so terribly broken.  Out on the low plains of Equestria, she'd found a mountain to break her back.
By mid-journey it was very late summer; some of the early crops were already being plucked from the fields to be canned and pickled and jarred and stored for Winter's Rolling.  Without money and without a home, soon wandering would be difficult, if not suicidal.
She needed a place for the winter, if not forever.
She followed where her shadow fell every day - toward the Great Winter Gate, the boundary separating Canterlot from the rest of Equestria.  Its a
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Literature
Rose Tinted
Rose-Tinted
By Chistery
Pinkie Pie huffed to herself, "Ridiculous …"
And really it was.  The Grand Galloping Gala - a party of enormous proportion with thousands of ponies in the castle grounds and the surrounding hills, a network of stars and celebrities and great lighting and outdoor areas and fine marble dance halls - had no streamers.  No balloons.  No pin-the-tail-on-the-pony, or the lesser pin-the-scales-on-the-dragon.  Hardly any large cakes!
This wasn't a party; it was a bunch of fancy dresses and stallions in tuxedos and tiny flutes of champagne.  Pinkie was starting to chomp at the bit for some sarsaparilla.  The thin brittle smiles she saw plastered on the neuveau riche of Canterlot was starting to chap her cupcakes.
She hovered close to the buffet bar in the main hall.  The outdoor areas only had some light finger sandwiches and hors d'œuvre, but here at least in the main hall there were some re
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Literature
Drink Special
Drink Special
by: Chistery
The Tumbling Downs was on the very edge of town, an off-the-path place where usually a stallion could be found with too many sheets to the wind and a few too many gold coins wasted on mead.  On most nights the Prancing Pony or the Fancy Girdle would be Rarity's first choice, but tonight of all nights, with the village suddenly pizzled in a late-March rain …
That she wouldn't be caught dead looking mangled and upset like this in front of her "social friends", well … it was convenient.
Ambling in, the haggard stark white and dark lavender pony took in the sight of a clean, well-lit tavern.  True to Ponyville form it featured (heavily) dark hardwood floors, smiley-face wooden drink coasters, the fashionable dry-eraser Specials Of The Day list.  The place smelled of cedar and low tobacco notes.  It wasn't posh and not the most popular in town, but the entire bar was eerily empty.
This was fortunate. 
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Buttersc0tchSundae Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Happy birthday Chistery!! :D
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Salind Featured By Owner Feb 26, 2012
today I talked to a friend about fics that I liked. THen I remembered ROse Tinted.

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DuplexFields Featured By Owner Dec 27, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
I just read your Incredibles fanfics on FF.net, and they're... incredible.
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tiepilot789 Featured By Owner Nov 8, 2011
Ah, good to see there IS a continuation to your Story from EqD.
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gruntcrazy Featured By Owner Sep 14, 2011  Student Digital Artist
Confound you fantastic author, y u no finish Rose tinted?!
btw i love your stories <3
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Sanguiniuschan Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2011
Ah well, guess I'm late on the bus then. Happy Birthday lady.
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DizzyPacce Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2011
In the words of Jesus:
Happy Birthday, go buy a hooker!
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Caramelmlp Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2011
happy birthday
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Buttersc0tchSundae Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Happy birthday Chistery! :D
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Sanguiniuschan Featured By Owner Aug 3, 2011
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Chistery, Chistery, Chistery?

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