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Can we take a moment to discuss this character and her place in the show without resorting to noseboop spam and poochie memes?
Why does she exist? She's basically filling the role Twilight Sparkle used to have: magically overpowered unicorn that can't into friendship and has to learn.
But we already have a Twilight Sparkle. Was Twilight's character just ruined since the wings, and made impossible to fill the necessary role of mane protagonist since she apparently became a friendship expert, so they needed a new Twilight?
Did they just run out of things to do with the other characters? It seems like there should be plenty of stories left they could tell with the cast we already had. Bringing in new characters (like the foreign students in this season) is a good way to flesh out things, but why bring in a new character and start using her as the primary focal character?
tldr; Why does she exist, and why in such a prominent role? Did the show need her?
Welcome to Fingerbang: The Equestria Girls & Humanized Thread! Anything with >no hooves is welcome and encouraged here. If you like to write, draw, read, or critique the humanized versions of the ponies, then this is the thread for you.
>hoovesnigger make fun of people who still get triggered by ponies after 7 years >they still get assblasted when they see an EQG character after 5 years
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Semantic Error is about a low life hacker trying to scrape by in a futuristic Equestria. Recently Cold File has finished a Job for a mysterious client only going by the Name Wintermute, who had File steal information on an experimental medical procedure and finished a job for the local Governor, sabotaging a construction printer. This lead Cold File into a chance meeting where he freaked out and confessed that he was hired to dig up information to help assassinate Twilight's head of security Crow's Feet. >Bits: 13628
Current Job: Alternate >Convince Princess Twilight Sparkle that we were hired for Lucky Holiday's Job. Assist the princess in foiling their plans Original >Judgment -Hacker needed for breaking into personal E-mails. Gather intel on Twilight Sparkle's head of security Crow's Feet for an eventual assassination. Assassinating her Head of security to send the princess a message of course. (Pays 3,800 Bits)
All Dazzling lovers are welcome. It doesn't matter if you're an Adagio, Aria or Sonatafag, let's all join in one place. Post anything of the Dazzlings: drawings, discussions, stories, fetishes, re-edits, gifs, re-made songs (written or, if you had the guts to, sung), anything you like. Come here and show that you're under their spell!
"This is as far as I go, Ms. Telltale." The coachpony says, coming to a stop.
"Huh? Now? We can't be at Mournthread yet. And please, call me Mulberry." A heather furred mare with black hair says, poking her head out the window of the coach. She looks towards her destination to see a giant, swirling, dome-like cloud of fog.
"So the rumors are true..." She says as she steps out of the wagon, making sure to pull her traveling dress up slightly, "Are you sure you will go no further? I did pay you triple the normal fare."
"Aye, quite sure. People that go in, don't come out." The wagon driver says, lighting a cigarette, "I will take you back for free if you'd like. It'd be a shame to see a pretty little thing like you disappear."
"I have my reasons for going in, good sir." She says, frowning and turning her violet eyes back towards the fog.
She thinks sadly of her fiance. A bright, clever unicorn by the name of Antione Clovenheimer. She has known him since she was little, and as they grew in age, they also grew madly in love with each other. She felt a pang of sadness when he came to Mournthread to do research on his master thesis. He was always a history buff, and apparently this town had some sort of sordid history.
"My love, do not worry." He had said before he had climbed into that carriage months ago breaking away from their hug with tears in his eyes, "It is only a six hour carriage ride away, and I will write you as much as possible."
And so he had. At first the letters were pleasant, and she pined away, waiting for each one. He had talked about the town, how the small fishing village on the coast was nice, and that she should come visit. How the smell and sound of the sea in the morning was refreshing, and how the fishery's smokehouse made his mouth water every time he walked by despite what was being made inside. He spoke of the farm on the east side that produced flavorful beets, kale, spinach and asparagus.
