Is there an issue? Send a MessageReason:
Removed a pothole in a main trope name and re-alphabetized per policy. Quote formatting. Simplified some formatting with curly brackets
Changed line(s) 1,2 (click to see context) from:
A WesternAnimation/MyLittlePonyFriendshipIsMagic fanfic by [[http://www.fimfiction.net/user/Jordan179 Jordan179]] set in late Season 4 (November YOH 1504) between ''[[Recap/MyLittlePonyFriendshipIsMagicS4E24EquestriaGames Equestria Games]]'' and ''[[Recap/MyLittlePonyFriendshipIsMagicS4E25TwilightsKingdomPart1 Twilight's Kingdom Part 1]]''.
to:
A WesternAnimation/MyLittlePonyFriendshipIsMagic ''WesternAnimation/MyLittlePonyFriendshipIsMagic'' fanfic by [[http://www.fimfiction.net/user/Jordan179 Jordan179]] set in late Season 4 (November YOH 1504) between ''[[Recap/MyLittlePonyFriendshipIsMagicS4E24EquestriaGames "[[Recap/MyLittlePonyFriendshipIsMagicS4E24EquestriaGames Equestria Games]]'' Games]]" and ''[[Recap/MyLittlePonyFriendshipIsMagicS4E25TwilightsKingdomPart1 "[[Recap/MyLittlePonyFriendshipIsMagicS4E25TwilightsKingdomPart1 Twilight's Kingdom Part 1]]''.
1]]".
Changed line(s) 12 (click to see context) from:
* AncientGrome: The Old Crystal Empire is in many ways a FantasyCounterpartCulture of ''both'' UsefulNotes/AncientGreece and AncientRome. Like Ancient Greece, it is a center of scholarship and science; like AncientRome it is a unified empire defended by highly-professional legions. This creates obvious analogies with the UsefulNotes/ByzantineEmpire, which as we know from Fanfic/CorruptionAtNightfall it will resemble in a millennium and a half, when Prince Crimson Quartz is born.
to:
* AncientGrome: The Old Crystal Empire is in many ways a FantasyCounterpartCulture of ''both'' UsefulNotes/AncientGreece and AncientRome. Like Ancient Greece, it is a center of scholarship and science; like AncientRome it is a unified empire defended by highly-professional legions. This creates obvious analogies with the UsefulNotes/ByzantineEmpire, which as we know from Fanfic/CorruptionAtNightfall ''Fanfic/CorruptionAtNightfall'' it will resemble in a millennium and a half, when Prince Crimson Quartz is born.
Changed line(s) 16 (click to see context) from:
-->In what was then the fertile southern reach, on the north shore of the Great Lake, stood the Crystal City, that very same one that last year thee didst help free from its tyrant. Founded by university scholars who fled the Cataclysm, it preserved a treasure of ancient books, containing lore from the Age of Wonders.
to:
Changed line(s) 61,63 (click to see context) from:
* IWantMyBelovedToBeHappy:
** Rainbow Dash, toward Fluttershy.
** The attitude [[spoiler:Luna]] now ''wishes'' she had taken toward [[spoiler:Dissy]]. It might have saved the whole world a ''lot'' of grief had she done so.
** Rainbow Dash, toward Fluttershy.
** The attitude [[spoiler:Luna]] now ''wishes'' she had taken toward [[spoiler:Dissy]]. It might have saved the whole world a ''lot'' of grief had she done so.
to:
* IWantMyBelovedToBeHappy:
** Rainbow Dash, toward Fluttershy.
** The attitude [[spoiler:Luna]] now ''wishes''HumansAreSurvivors: Luna's opinion of Ponykind -- all the more flattering because she had taken toward [[spoiler:Dissy]]. It was originally [[CosmicBeing something]] far [[SufficientlyAdvancedAlien beyond]] Ponykind who chose to take [[PhysicalGod Pony]] [[AFormYouAreComfortableWith form]]. As she expresses it to Twilght, even [[{{Lampshading}} reminding]] Twilight of [[AnthropomorphicPersonification what]] she and Celestia (and [[spoiler:Twilight]]!) are really:
-->And yet Ponies rose again! That is the most marvelous thing about the species which I have chosen to become. Nothing defeats you for long, If even some of you survive, you will form families, clans, tribes, tribal nations ... you will be moved by the desire to do good to one another, rediscovering compassion, ethics and morality. Only a complete annihilation could stop you -- and as long as my Sister and I remember you, even that mighthave saved not suffice, for we would do our best to recreate you on some new world. For one of the whole world a ''lot'' greatest victories of grief had she done so.survival Ponykind has won, unawares, was in winning Our admiration and friendship.
** Rainbow Dash, toward Fluttershy.
** The attitude [[spoiler:Luna]] now ''wishes''
-->And yet Ponies rose again! That is the most marvelous thing about the species which I have chosen to become. Nothing defeats you for long, If even some of you survive, you will form families, clans, tribes, tribal nations ... you will be moved by the desire to do good to one another, rediscovering compassion, ethics and morality. Only a complete annihilation could stop you -- and as long as my Sister and I remember you, even that might
* IWantMyBelovedToBeHappy:
** Rainbow Dash, toward Fluttershy.
** The attitude [[spoiler:Luna]] now ''wishes'' she had taken toward [[spoiler:Dissy]]. It might have saved the whole world a ''lot'' of grief had she done so.
** Rainbow Dash, toward Fluttershy.
** The attitude [[spoiler:Luna]] now ''wishes'' she had taken toward [[spoiler:Dissy]]. It might have saved the whole world a ''lot'' of grief had she done so.
Changed line(s) 80 (click to see context) from:
* Magitek: Very common in [[http://www.fimfiction.net/user/Jordan179 Jordan179]]'s world in general, and multiple examples exist in this story.
to:
* Magitek: {{Magitek}}: Very common in [[http://www.fimfiction.net/user/Jordan179 Jordan179]]'s world in general, and multiple examples exist in this story.
Changed line(s) 85 (click to see context) from:
-->Their technology was alien to that of the Age of Wonders, they had taken the first steps toward nanotechnological engineering and paradimensional energetics, but still had not regained the use of steam engines -- but they had never forgotten the dream, they had set their hooves back on the road to the stars.
to:
Changed line(s) 92,100 (click to see context) from:
* AMillionIsAStatistic: Luna [[{{Lampshading}} lampshades]] this to Twilight in an attempt to [[AvertedTrope avert]] this and make real the utter horror of the Cataclysm to Twilight by pointing out the horrible fate of many ''individuals''.
--> There had been eight billion Ponies alive on Earth when the day of Cataclysm dawned. There were eight hundred million when Night cast its kindly veil over the ruins of what had been a great global civilization. A year later, scarce eighty million survived. Put simply, but one in a hundred Ponies had lived.
--> These numbers, mine own dear friend, are easy to speak. Numbers are simple and clean. Numbers are not vaporized too quickly to understand what is happening; or badly burned but left to perish in unspeakable anguish over a few remaining hours of life; or crippled and forced into an unequal struggle for survival in a newly hostile world, untreated wounds bringing pain at every step in their last days or weeks of existence. Numbers do not weep over dead husbands or foals; numbers do not wander uncomprehendingly through the ruins of what had been their world; numbers are not forced to do dreadful things to survive. Numbers are not cast down from the heights of easy lives in an advanced technological civilization to labor unceasingly to live in a world turned into an Iron Age hell.
--> Numbers do not suffer. Ponies did. Each of those nine-and-ninety in a hundred who died suffered in her own way, and each of those one in a hundred who survived knew the anguish of dead friends and family, wondered why she had been chosen to survive when so many for whom she cared had not been so fortunate. Most were, by the standards of the time in which they had been born, quite mad.
* MurderTheHypotenuse: Discord ''wants'' to kill Bulk for "stealing" Fluttershy. It's a good thing that Fluttershy's first reaction is to [[MindControl Stare]] Discord into being unable to harm him.
--> There had been eight billion Ponies alive on Earth when the day of Cataclysm dawned. There were eight hundred million when Night cast its kindly veil over the ruins of what had been a great global civilization. A year later, scarce eighty million survived. Put simply, but one in a hundred Ponies had lived.
--> These numbers, mine own dear friend, are easy to speak. Numbers are simple and clean. Numbers are not vaporized too quickly to understand what is happening; or badly burned but left to perish in unspeakable anguish over a few remaining hours of life; or crippled and forced into an unequal struggle for survival in a newly hostile world, untreated wounds bringing pain at every step in their last days or weeks of existence. Numbers do not weep over dead husbands or foals; numbers do not wander uncomprehendingly through the ruins of what had been their world; numbers are not forced to do dreadful things to survive. Numbers are not cast down from the heights of easy lives in an advanced technological civilization to labor unceasingly to live in a world turned into an Iron Age hell.
--> Numbers do not suffer. Ponies did. Each of those nine-and-ninety in a hundred who died suffered in her own way, and each of those one in a hundred who survived knew the anguish of dead friends and family, wondered why she had been chosen to survive when so many for whom she cared had not been so fortunate. Most were, by the standards of the time in which they had been born, quite mad.
* MurderTheHypotenuse: Discord ''wants'' to kill Bulk for "stealing" Fluttershy. It's a good thing that Fluttershy's first reaction is to [[MindControl Stare]] Discord into being unable to harm him.
to:
* AMillionIsAStatistic: Luna [[{{Lampshading}} lampshades]] {{lampshad|ing}}es this to Twilight in an attempt to [[AvertedTrope avert]] {{avert|edTrope}} this and make real the utter horror of the Cataclysm to Twilight by pointing out the horrible fate of many ''individuals''.
''individuals''.
--> There had been eight billion Ponies alive on Earth when the day of Cataclysm dawned. There were eight hundred million when Night cast its kindly veil over the ruins of what had been a great global civilization. A year later, scarce eighty million survived. Put simply, but one in a hundred Ponies hadlived.
-->lived.\\\
These numbers, mine own dear friend, are easy to speak. Numbers are simple and clean. Numbers are not vaporized too quickly to understand what is happening; or badly burned but left to perish in unspeakable anguish over a few remaining hours of life; or crippled and forced into an unequal struggle for survival in a newly hostile world, untreated wounds bringing pain at every step in their last days or weeks of existence. Numbers do not weep over dead husbands or foals; numbers do not wander uncomprehendingly through the ruins of what had been their world; numbers are not forced to do dreadful things to survive. Numbers are not cast down from the heights of easy lives in an advanced technological civilization to labor unceasingly to live in a world turned into an Iron Agehell.
-->hell.\\\
Numbers do not suffer. Ponies did. Each of those nine-and-ninety in a hundred who died suffered in her own way, and each of those one in a hundred who survived knew the anguish of dead friends and family, wondered why she had been chosen to survive when so many for whom she cared had not been so fortunate. Most were, by the standards of the time in which they had been born, quitemad.
mad.
*MurderTheHypotenuse: MurderTheHypotenuse:
** Discord ''wants'' to kill Bulk for "stealing" Fluttershy. It's a good thing that Fluttershy's first reaction is to [[MindControl Stare]] Discord into being unable to harm him.
--> There had been eight billion Ponies alive on Earth when the day of Cataclysm dawned. There were eight hundred million when Night cast its kindly veil over the ruins of what had been a great global civilization. A year later, scarce eighty million survived. Put simply, but one in a hundred Ponies had
-->
These numbers, mine own dear friend, are easy to speak. Numbers are simple and clean. Numbers are not vaporized too quickly to understand what is happening; or badly burned but left to perish in unspeakable anguish over a few remaining hours of life; or crippled and forced into an unequal struggle for survival in a newly hostile world, untreated wounds bringing pain at every step in their last days or weeks of existence. Numbers do not weep over dead husbands or foals; numbers do not wander uncomprehendingly through the ruins of what had been their world; numbers are not forced to do dreadful things to survive. Numbers are not cast down from the heights of easy lives in an advanced technological civilization to labor unceasingly to live in a world turned into an Iron Age
-->
Numbers do not suffer. Ponies did. Each of those nine-and-ninety in a hundred who died suffered in her own way, and each of those one in a hundred who survived knew the anguish of dead friends and family, wondered why she had been chosen to survive when so many for whom she cared had not been so fortunate. Most were, by the standards of the time in which they had been born, quite
*
** Discord ''wants'' to kill Bulk for "stealing" Fluttershy. It's a good thing that Fluttershy's first reaction is to [[MindControl Stare]] Discord into being unable to harm him.
Deleted line(s) 104,105 (click to see context) :
* [[HumansAreSurvivors Ponies Are Survivors]]: Luna's opinion of Ponykind -- all the more flattering because she was originally [[CosmicBeing something]] far [[SufficientlyAdvancedAlien beyond]] Ponykind who chose to take [[PhysicalGod Pony]] [[AFormYouAreComfortableWith form]]. As she expresses it to Twilght, even [[{{Lampshading}} reminding]] Twilight of [[AnthropomorphicPersonification what]] she and Celestia (and [[spoiler:Twilight]]!) are really:
-->And yet Ponies rose again! That is the most marvelous thing about the species which I have chosen to become. Nothing defeats you for long, If even some of you survive, you will form families, clans, tribes, tribal nations ... you will be moved by the desire to do good to one another, rediscovering compassion, ethics and morality. Only a complete annihilation could stop you -- and as long as my Sister and I remember you, even that might not suffice, for we would do our best to recreate you on some new world. For one of the greatest victories of survival Ponykind has won, unawares, was in winning Our admiration and friendship.
-->And yet Ponies rose again! That is the most marvelous thing about the species which I have chosen to become. Nothing defeats you for long, If even some of you survive, you will form families, clans, tribes, tribal nations ... you will be moved by the desire to do good to one another, rediscovering compassion, ethics and morality. Only a complete annihilation could stop you -- and as long as my Sister and I remember you, even that might not suffice, for we would do our best to recreate you on some new world. For one of the greatest victories of survival Ponykind has won, unawares, was in winning Our admiration and friendship.
Changed line(s) 113 (click to see context) from:
* SealedInsideAPersonShapedCan: [[InvertedTrope Inverted]], as Discord is the 'can' and Wind Whistler among its contents.
to:
* SealedInsideAPersonShapedCan: [[InvertedTrope Inverted]], {{Inverted|Trope}}, as Discord is the 'can' and Wind Whistler among its contents.
Changed line(s) 117 (click to see context) from:
* StrappedToAnOperatingTable: Goldie Pie has one of these, and the sight of it terrifies Bulk Biceps before he figures out that he's not going to be horribly abused by her. Her possession of an operating table complete with restraining straps is fully [[JustifiedTrope justified]] by the fact that she is a practicing ''midwife'' and her patients (mostly other Earth Ponies) may very well lash out with their hooves in pain -- she doesn't want to get badly injured by a stray kick.
to:
* StrappedToAnOperatingTable: Goldie Pie has one of these, and the sight of it terrifies Bulk Biceps before he figures out that he's not going to be horribly abused by her. Her possession of an operating table complete with restraining straps is fully [[JustifiedTrope justified]] {{justified|Trope}} by the fact that she is a practicing ''midwife'' and her patients (mostly other Earth Ponies) may very well lash out with their hooves in pain -- she doesn't want to get badly injured by a stray kick.
* WhereItAllBegan: In a variant on this trope, Discord returns to Paradise Estate, where ''he'' first struck and destroyed his earlier life as Dissy, to decide whether or not he should strike and destroy his new life in Equestria.
Changed line(s) 124 (click to see context) from:
* WhereItAllBegan: In a variant on this trope, Discord returns to Paradise Estate, where ''he'' first struck and destroyed his earlier life as Dissy, to decide whether or not he should strike and destroy his new life in Equestria.
to:
