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  1. Will This Be Daring Do's Last Adventure? While Pinkie Pie is reading the local paper, Rainbow Dash is shocked to learn that the next Daring Do book will be the last as the author, A.K. Yearling, plans to retire. Knowing that Yearling really is Daring Do, this must mean that Daring Do will stop adventuring.Even more worldbuilding continues! The episode aired on Youtube way to freaking early, and then later on Saturday 11:30 AM EST on September 9th! This thread is dedicated to discussing the episode before, during, and afterwards. As the thread is now open it may indeed contain spoilers. I ask that potential spoilers talked about or shown before the episode airs stay within the spoiler tags please, after the episode you no longer have to use the spoiler tags, but warning, if you haven't seen the episode yet after it airs, this thread no doubt will have all sorts of spoilers in reviews, images, etc. So tread at your own risk
  2. Please, don't do that! >.< Rejoice, the mini-hiatus is over, rejoice! Now that the ponies we all adore are back we have of course, a new episode! This week we have an episode focusing on Rainbow Dash as she attends a Daring Do fan convention, because she is such an egghead! Will she meet other eggheads fans and fangasm over the myriad of Daring Do adventure books, collect the latest DD action figures, maybe she'll LARP with other fanfillies? ('Cuz she's an egghead! ) Will Daring Do herself make an appearance and learn that some fans make and sell dakimakuras of her? Tune in the find out! The episode airs Saturday 11:30 AM EST on July 30th!! This thread is dedicated to discussing the episode before, during, and afterwards. As the thread is now open it may indeed contain spoilers. I ask that potential spoilers talked about or shown before the episode airs stay within the spoiler tags please, after the episode you no longer have to use the spoiler tags, but warning, if you haven't seen the episode yet after it airs, this thread no doubt will have all sorts of spoilers in reviews, images, etc. So tread at your own risk.
  3. Alright, it is time for the discussion about Daring Don't, the fourth episode of the fourth season! The title gives away the fact we will see Dash's storybook heroine once again, and we will finally meet Daring Do's author, A.K. Yearling. Rainbow Dash, being the fangirl she is, jumps into action and drags her friends along when the latest book of her favorite series is delayed. What will happen? Well, watch and discuss, or if you haven't seen yet, guess and discuss! We just ask that if you want to discuss said spoilers, please use the spoilers tag. For the rest of us, the episode is of course at 9am (CST) December the 7th. One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
  4. The sun rose high in the Appleoosan Desert sky, it's fierce rays casting the enormous shadow of a large winged creature against the sandy wasteland and his massive wingspan carried his from across the sandy expanse. A squinted look up at the high flying character would reveal the silhouette of a griffon, his exact form and coloration blocked out by the bright light of the sun. After flying a great deal of distance across the desert, he descended dramatically, towards the ground. With one large flap of his black wings, he landed relatively cleanly in the sand outside a deserted town. The griffon was clad in a nearly uniform set of black that started at the tip of his long wiry tail and drifted all the way through his wings and torso. His head was covered in silver feathers, a large sharp black beak protruding from his face as his keen yellow eyes looked over the abandoned town that stood before him, defiant against the seemingly endless heat of the area. He raised a black talon from the ground and shuffled it through the large brown backpack that was fastened around his neck. After a few short moments of fishing about, he plucked a map out of his bag, the griffon carefully unfolding it as he looked at what seemed to be a detailed representation of this particular portion of Equestria. He quickly spotted Appleoosa, a nearby town, the hybrid trailing a claw up the map as he searched for his location. "Dullahan Springs, also classified as a ghost town. I probably wouldn't want to live in a town with a name like that either," the griffon commented with a light shiver of his neck as he looked the map over one last time. "It is strange though, this is the only abandoned town that is listed as a ghost town, I'll have to go tell the map maker about the minor inconsistency when I get back to Canterlot," he explained to nobody in particular, the griffon slipping the map back into his back pack as he thought about entering the shady looking town.
  5. Hello everyone! I just finished the first chapter of a new fanfic idea, and would love to hear what you guys think: Chapter 1 Daring Do walked through the streets of Hoofingon determinedly, a mare on a mission. Her official title was forensic archaeologist with the Equestrian Museum of Archaeology, but everypony knew that she was much more. This, though, was out of her league. She could deal with any predatory animal. Tigers, pythons, manticores - she understood how their minds worked. But these stallions in suits were unpredictable. She didn’t know the rules of their game. It can’t be that difficult, she thought. Just talk them into giving you the authorization to go in and retrieve the artifacts. Easy. As she trotted up a long flight of marble stairs, she was struck by the sickening opulence of these bureaucrats. The city was crumbling around them, but they did nothing to help the ordinary citizens. Their administrative office building stood like a sparkling chandelier in a garbage dump. She stepped through the gigantic glass doors, and spoke briefly with the receptionist. Soon, she was gliding smoothly to the top floor in a cylindrical elevator. Her eyes were treated to a view of the of the metropolis - what little of it could be seen through the blanket of yellow smog. Many of the buildings were abandoned, their windows boarded up. The few structures that showed signs of life appeared to be casinos and brothels. Even now, Hoofington was still a tourist trap, perfect for the wealthy gentlecolt who wanted to enjoy a city with no rules. The elevator doors opened, and she was greeted by a line of sickeningly fake smiles, ponies arranged in a half circle around an enormous meeting table. “Good morning, Miss Do. What a pleasure to finally meet you.” “Likewise, Dr. Brownfield.” She shook his hoof. It was like touching the head of a poisonous snake. “Please, sit. There is much for us to discuss.” The oval room was covered in dark wood paneling, and the only light came from narrow windows. “Look. Just give me the paperwork to sign. I want to get to the artifacts out of that cave before the looters do,” she said, easing into a plush leather chair. “I’m sure you do. But the situation has grown … complicated.” She raised an eyebrow. “You sent me a scroll yesterday that said everything was under control.” He ran a hoof through his mane. “Yes, well. There’s been a bit of a misunderstanding with the rebels. They’ve decided to make matters into their own hooves.” Her mind quickly reviewed all she knew about this situation. The entrance to the cavern had been discovered just three days ago by an amateur archaeologist. Poking around in an abandoned dig a few miles west of the city, he unearthed a small stone door. An inscription stated that it was the entrance to the treasury of King Leonidas II, and that all his wealth was buried within, known to be worth many billions of bits. The amateur had tried to enter, but chickened out when he sprung a protective trap and narrowly missed being decapitated. All would be well if he had kept his big mouth shut. But, like a fool, he had taken the news straight to the press, and soon the entire world knew of the discovery. Despite the military guard posted around the perimeter, the Hoofington government had received a serious threat from the Iron Wings, a local paramilitary organization. They had demanded to be allowed to enter and retrieve the treasure. “So, what happened?” she asked, expecting the worst. “The guards around the cave were ambushed last night by Iron Wing troops. They’ve taken dozens of our soldiers captive, as well as a number of over curious civilians who were nearby when the attack took place. They are using the hostages as leverage. If we attack, their lives are forfeit.” Daring Do’s eyes narrowed. “What have you done to resolve this?” “What can we do? Every one of our available army units is stationed around the perimeter. But, shedding the blood of civilians is not an option. Some of them are just foals. They hold the trump card.” This is going to be much more difficult than I thought, Daring mused. Not that that’s unusual. “Their methods of archaeology are a little more direct than yours, Miss Do,” Dr. Brownfield said, cleaning his monocle with a handkerchief. “Even now, they are using magical energy weapons to blast their way through the traps set to guard the treasure. It’s only a matter of time before they reach their goal. “Officially, the city can do nothing. But unofficially …” he looked at the burnt-yellow pegasus, his narrow eyes reminiscent of a reptile. “I think I understand,” she said. “You want me to go in and get to the treasure before they do. Remove the prize, and their motivation disappears. We negotiate release of the hostages, and nopony gets hurt.” “Precisely. Can you help us?” It was far too dangerous. Her enemies would be armed with tremendous firepower and a license to kill. She had read about the atrocities the Iron Wings had committed in the past. With them, she would be lucky to get a bullet through her skull. But then, her mind turned to the hostages trapped by those monsters. She imagined a group of foals huddled together, cowering in fear from grinning soldiers holding assault rifles. It was simple, really. Those artifacts must be protected, those foals had to be saved, and she was the only pony in the world with the experience to handle such a deadly maze. She had already made her decision. “I’ll do it. How am I going in?” The ponies sitting across from her looked uncomfortable. Brownfield chuckled nervously. “That is the question of the hour, Miss Do.” She was indignant. “You expect me to sneak past an entire army of insurgents, into a cave filled with death traps, past a group of soldiers armed with magical energy weapons, and remove hundreds of pounds of treasure, without being seen? Are you out of your minds?” “The resources of the city are at your disposal …” “You don’t understand. What you’re asking me to do isn’t madness. It’s suicide.” “Be reasonable, Miss Do,” Dr. Brownfield said, lighting a cigar. “Perhaps I didn’t make myself clear. If it’s money you want, name your price.” She stood to her hooves, irate. “What do you take me for, a bounty hunter? I’m not doing this for monetary gain, but for ...” She stopped short. Alright. If that’s the way they work in this town, then I’ll play their little game. “Wait. How much money are we talking about?” The monocled pony smiled, blowing out a cloud of smoke. “Now we’re talking.”
  6. From the album: Regular Cast Pics

    This is a combined image of the four spring banners I drew that I first showed as pencils on my art thread. Of course as banners they are all separated. In total there are four banner images here: Dash and Pinkie in a barrel; Twilight and Fluttershy with the snake; Pinkie and Dash wanting to prank buzz each other; and Daring Do. In each of the banners themselves some of each image set is cropped, but I always draw outside the banner bounding box to better setup what I want to happen, and so the image will seamlessly bleed off the banner edge. Anyway, there you go.

    © Characters © Hasbro Artowrk © Brianblackberry

  7. Fortune & Glory PLEASE leave comments if you have any. I'm trying my hardest to get this on EqD, and one trip around the editors got me close, but I still need to work a few kinks out...PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! The light of day finally peaked itself over the mountains that bordered throughout Equestria. Day had finally arrived, and not a moment too soon on timing by Celestia herself. The animals quickly scampered their way outside. They all wanted to get their fill of the day's air and fresh start. Soon, everypony followed suite. However, one unicorn was opposite to such feelings. This certain unicorn was Filly Trotman. As the sun crept itself from the bottom of his bed to his face, a low groan escaped from the stallion's mouth. "It can't be day already..." Trotman thought aloud. The horror of the day just couldn't have arrived this soon. Trotman dreaded the day. After all, his days were horrid. After all, his days were never filled without the feelings that he hated most. Feelings, which their adjectives adjoined had turned into curse words to the writer. Talent, popularity, delay, decline, failure. They all had plagued him, and all ate away at him as he would stare upon the posters that taunted him from his cottage walls. Worst of all, the dusty poster of his first novel, Daring-Do and the Quest for the Sapphire Stone, sat above his bed and taunted him every night. Yes, the name of Filly Trotman, usually accompanied by the utterance of "Who?" was the author of the Daring-Do series. The formerly-popular Daring-Do. The cult Daring-Do. Whatever adjective that happened to exist, they'd been used to describe poor Trotman's series of books. The problem was, his failure to produce lead to only the negative. Trotman slowly raised his head, his eyes barely cracking their way open, revealing the shining of two blue eyes. Weathered eyes. Eyes of a stallion that had been through years of torture. "Stupid sun...Celestia, why must you taunt me, too?" Trotman muttered, rubbing his head as he spoke. By now, he'd spoken such words so many times he'd might as well have had a conference with the Princess herself. If ever asked, Trotman notified himself to always answer Princess Luna as his favorite princess. After all, the gift of night meant rest of the day - the long, uneventful, idea-less day. Filly dropped his hooves to his wooden floor, the creaking still prominent from the last month. Trotman reminded himself to get it checked, but then he realized again that his profit from his stories had run out after his last purchase of apples. The stallion cursed himself for loving those Apple Family apples so much, he'd rather have had Flim and Flam stay and produce less-addictive apple products. As he made his way out of his small bedroom, another image of past glory sneered at him. A poster for one of his later novels, Daring-Do and the Kingdom of the Jade sat near his room. Trotman walked out to his small living room, the only pieces of furniture remaining being his beloved chair and drawer greeting him. The very chair and drawer that he wrote his first novel on, and every one after that. Why he kept them, he never knew. Perhaps they were the only pieces of past glory left. Then again, that wasn't a good thing in any form. "...What has happened to me?" Trotman asked himself. This question had echoed off his walls for years. His posters asked him such. His cottage would creak this question, from its foundation up. The glory of the past clearly had waved goodbye long ago, and now sat with Filly inside, scoffing at him. Forcing a smile, Filly sat down at his old chair and gazed at his small drawer, which supported only a small notebook. A notebook having been torn apart from usage for years. How many years? Trotman had lost count. After all, the glory years felt lost after the fifth novel, and by the time the eight hit, it seemed nopony longer cared. Filly's horn glowed with a dull aurora of white, and the book's cover slowly flipped open, revealing the same nightmarish image Trotman had seen for ages. A blank page. A blank page, starving. Looking for some word, any word. However, Filly had no answer to such hunger. He could not satisfy this hunger for the book, his (remaining) fans, and worst of all, his publisher. Yes, his publisher who no longer cared. In fact, he barely could ever remember the title of his famous series. It'd always be Daring-Doodoo, or Dusty-Do, or the current name, Your Stupid Book. Trotman stared at the page. A page that went on and on with its white desert of nothing, as if the page was in a staring competition with him. The sun slowly crept up on the page, adding some highlight to Trotman's room. Surrounding him, barely anything. A few piles of pages, most of them filled with scribbles, crossed-out paragraphs, and side comments that only spoke criticism. The most notable, however, was the various images of his created character. The many adventures he'd written to put her through. Daring-Do was his life, literally. Her adventures had been his job, to put her through the tests of danger and every obstacle, and somehow she pulled through. However, why couldn't he? Trotman wondered time and time again, why can't I make that last minute escape? After a long duration of no ideas, Trotman looked out his small window. The tinted and cracked glass shone small slivers of light all over his living room. Celestia's work was admirable today, as the sun shone proudly and brightly. His admiration, however, turned to anger as soon as he glanced at what lied next to the window. Beside it, was another taunt by a Daring-Do poster. The look of adventure all-so-clear on Daring-Do's face. The various dangers she faced clear to Trotman's mind whizzed by. The many traps she escaped, the villains she fought, the treasure she'd discovered - the triumph she'd met. Then, without warning, something happened. Something unprecedented. Something Filly Trotman, the formerly-respected, literary genius thought he'd never do and never did until now. He cried. The tears poured from his eyes, like a spigot gone wild. The wet, salty products just tearing across his face, sobs clutched in his mouth as to hide his sorrow from his walls. The horrible feelings of despair, of failure, of dissatisfaction filling his soul, Trotman smashed his face to the notebook. The buckling drawer screeched in response, as if whining back in a teasing manner. Around him, the ironic light of the sun enclosed him. The world around him rejoiced in the start of a new day, while he sat here. Alone, without a thought, without help...without anything. Trotman then raised his head, staring down at the poster that had sparked his sorrow. His broken, battered blue eyes quickly bristled, the clear sign of anger now occupying them. The unicorn jumped from his broken look, and then frowned in complete rage. "Y...you..." Filly stuttered out, his voice croaking back to life. His expression suddenly morphed into hatred. All of the sudden, he took off like a rocket, heading straight for the poster he'd set his eyes on. "YOU RUINED MY LIFE!" Trotman screamed out as loud as he could, as he jumped midway through his course and smashing into the poster, leaving a fairly-large dent in it from his collision. After recoiling, Trotman rubbed his head, still feeling absolute rage through his heart. "You ruined it!" Trotman re-stated, galloping towards the poster again and smashing his head directly into it, hearing the bucking of the wall as his head smashed back in response. As quickly as his rage arrived, however, it was gone. He had snapped back to reality. Here I am, he thought, smashing myself into a poster. Trotman stared up at his wall, trying to think of a single thing to follow this with. No action seemed suitable. Writing was clearly not an option, his talent was not shared with such popular designers of Canterlot, and it was clear all the attention now was focused on nothing but the supposed "talented", like that wannabe 'Fluttershy' or that arrogant rainbow-maned Pegasus from a few months back. He'd been left behind, just as his stories had. He was washed-up, without any reason to continue his pursuits for a life. His will, his life, his work. All broken. "...I might as well just sit here. No one would care. I'd just become a part of the background, just like the bushes and trees," Trotman groaned quietly, his raspy voice somehow echoing off the walls of his cottage. However, he realized that it'd take days for his passing to occur. Days. It might as well have been months, or even years. That reminded him of his work. Work that no longer mattered. After all, who could pay attention to an outdated character like Daring-Do? Who could possibly care about his character any more? Who could care about him? Without any more thought, Filly closed his eyes, hoping they'd never open again. Hoping this horrible nightmare would be over, and he'd wake up again in that world he used to live in; a world where he mattered. SLAM! Trotman's eyes shot open from the loud crashed that resounded nearby. He was almost disappointed to discover he was in the same spot on the floor from before. Time had passed, but at the most only a few hours, as the sun was now above the peaks. It was close to mid-day. Filly slowly lifted himself off the floor, his hooves aching from lying on the wooden floor for a good few hours. As daintily as he could, his horn glowed white and the door slowly creaked open, only to reveal a pony on the other end of it, sprawled on the ground. "My word, are you quite alright darling?" Trotman asked, his Canterlot accent carrying powerfully, which surprised even him. The Pegasus slowly staggered up, and then grinned with the eyes of a puppy dog; the rather crooked eyes of a puppy dog. "Yeah. It happens all the time anyway!" The Pegasus responded, her voice rather slow and ungraceful. In fact, at second look, Trotman could tell this was a peculiar little mare. Her coat sported only the color of gray, and her mane a rather-faded yellow. This Pegasus' most distinguishing feature, however, was her eyes. No doubt, their color was perfectly normal. A yellow-lime, perhaps amber color, Trotman presumed. These eyes, however, were completely walled. Trotman was so confused at the appearance of her eyes, it seemed that even the mare herself knew what he was gawking at. "Oh, you're looking at my eyes, right?" The mare asked, her slow voice streaking into a chuckle near the end of it. It was obvious to Filly that she found humor in this feature. "Well, if you don't mind if I point it out, but - Well, anyways - What's your business here?" Trotman asked finally, breaking off his tangent and getting to the point. He didn't enjoy pushing the conversation, because any conversation with anypony was a welcome change in schedule to him after all these years. "Miss Derpy Hooves, sir," The loveable little Pegasus said with a proud grin, "subbing for the usual Canterlot mail mare Special Delivery! HOO RAH!" The Pegasus concluded her presentation with her call and an attempt of a salute, however the salute was miss-aimed and instead landed a square buck right to her face. "Well, I suppose that means you have some mail for me, young lassie?" Trotman said with the smallest of smiles. This adorable pony named Derpy was certainly a spirit to behold, he thought to himself. "That depends! What's your name?" "Mr. Filly Trotman? I shouldn't be too far on that li-" The author was stopped short, because the googly-eyed Pegasus' face suddenly blew up into a huge smile. "Filly Trotman? The Filly Trotman?" Derpy suddenly asked, her voice from before now ecstatic in tone. "Well, yes," Trotman responded, rather surprised she'd even recognize the name. "I LOVED your books! I read all the Daring-Do novels from front to...umm...front to..." Derpy halted, suddenly stopped in her tracks at recalling where she'd stop in her reading. Was it the middle page? Or perhaps the last page? Second to last? Maybe it was the muffin break when she stopped? However, amid the ditzy Pegasus' ramblings, a small scowl appeared on Filly's face. "...Don't mention that name." Trotman stated, his voice hardening almost immediately. It was clear the Pegasus had just hit the switch on the literate unicorn...and she had no idea... "What? Daring-Do?" Derpy asked, cut off through her rambling and back to the conversation. "I said don't say that name!" Trotman suddenly shouted, his voice on the edge of any sanity he had left. Gone was his re-forming, delicate tone. Now back was a fierce tone he only carried a few hours ago as he took out his anger on his character itself. Derpy now sat in front of the enraged writer, a usual look of bewilderment on her face. Was she doing something wrong? She didn't screw up again, did she? "Oh, sorry," Derpy stated, her eyes surprisingly losing their gleeful luster as she hung her head from the commencing scold. Trotman, still hearing his shout from before echo off the walls of his head, softened his eyes at the saddened look of the filly he'd just screamed at. Was this it, now? Was he suddenly making other ponies' lives worse? "...Look, I deeply apologize. What do you say I get my mail now? Courtesy of a sweet little Pegasus?" Trotman said, poking his head down to meet Derpy's gaze. At this remark, the mare's expression lightened, and she quickly and rather-efficiently pulled out...one letter. Trotman's heart sank even further into the dark abyss. "Oh, that's all?" Trotman asked, his tone now drifting off into nothing. Derpy shared the same sad look now appearing on Trotman's face as he stared at the single envelope. Likely the one that, once opened, decided his fate of writing anymore. Derpy thought of speaking, but something clicked in her head that told her it wouldn't be suitable to. With Filly's expression, it couldn't have been a good time. "Thank you. Thank you for your delivery." Trotman slowly said, his eyes back to their weathered, sad state. "No problem, Mr. Trotman," Derpy responded back, the tone of sadness seeming contagious in the air between the temporary mail mare and soon-to-be failed author. Trotman turned away, and slowly made his way back into the cottage. Hearing the door shut behind him, and a beat of wings, he could tell that the day had come. There couldn't have been a better explanation for the long time without notification. The letter just had to be from his publisher, likely cutting any connection left away from Mr. Trotman. Derpy had unfortunately taken the worst role possible in this stage show. A show based around the horrible life of a stallion named Filly Trotman. She took the role of the deliverer of fate. Fate simply sat in Trotman's hooves. Inside the envelope, inside this square-shaped asylum of doom, lived what would become the rest of his life. Slowly and cautiously, Trotman telekinetically opened the letter. The fold slowly slipped off, the foundation holding it together easily slipping off. His publisher clearly didn't care to get an envelope of high quality. That couldn't be good. Trotman flipped the envelope, ready to watch a long slip of paper come rolling out. Likely a scroll, signed by his publisher. Trotman awaited the long scroll to appear...but it never appeared. Instead, however, a small scroll easily floated out and rested itself on the floor. Trotman's welling eyes found themselves unsure. Unsure, whether to explode into tears or to inspect whatever this letter was. Slowly, Trotman lifted the letter up to his view, and began to read through the rather well-penned script. Dear Filly Trotman, My name is Rainbow Dash, the fastest Pegasus to come out of Cloudsdale and the next Wonderbolt! Not too long ago, I was laid up in the hospital because of a crash landing I had. My friend Twilight gave me a book, "Daring-Do and the Quest for the Sapphire Stone", and I thought that it was so uncool to read! Ha, how wrong I was! I ended up getting so caught up in reading it, I got accused of stealing slippers, and practically got committed! Basically, I want to thank you for those awesome stories you wrote about Daring-Do! It's so cool to finally read something that isn't all egghead-y and nerdy! It's like you get all the really cool ponies, and wrote a story for us! It's no wonder you wrote all those books! Anyway, I know I'm kinda getting off here. I'm sure you're probably 20% cooler than I am and have better things to do than to listen to a Pegasus bug you about your work, but it's still SO awesome! I love reading thanks to you! I love the stories, and Daring-Do! Your stories are...huh...let me think... OH YEAH! Your stories are undeniably, unquestionably, AWESOME! Thanks for reading, and thanks for making me love reading! Your newest AND BIGGEST fan, Rainbow Dash Trotman simply looked at the scroll for a long while. Emotionless, as if wiped of any emotion he had previously. However, emotion was all too prevalent inside of Mr. Trotman. The problem was, emotion was moving far too quickly in the writer's mind. Thoughts moved, emotions, they all seemed to be ready to push at once after reading what a young Pegasus had to say. Trotman whizzed his pupils back to the letter, reading every word he could find that struck him deeper than any harsh word any critic could speak. His eyes ran wild across the piece of paper, his eyes popping at every word he saw that seemed to praise him. He wondered how it was even possible for praise to greet him after such a long time. Every positive word jumping at him in shock. Cooler ...thanks to you... Awesome... Newest and BIGGEST fan... All of the sudden, the gears in the mind of the once-popular author began working once more. Perhaps a cobweb or two began to unhitch in such gears, because Trotman suddenly noticed the light of his window once again. This time, however, it seemed much brighter. In fact, almost a beckon to what it shined on, which was the very notebook he had left blank for the last few months. However, this time, not a single bad thought crossed the mind of Filly Trotman. In fact, a look of concern hit across him. After all, he thought, how will ponies know what would happen next to the exciting character of Daring-Do? Daring-Do. Suddenly, the name became not a source of anger. No, rather, Mr. Trotman smiled at the remembrance of the name. It was almost as if a memory of an old friend a pony knew. In fact, joy began to fill the unicorn's eyes. "What am I doing? I need to get going! There's adventures to be written! Peril to be escaped! Antiquities to be found! All in the life of Daring-Do!" Trotman suddenly burst out, his voice singing out something he thought he'd never hear in his lifetime ever again. How could it be explained, he thought. A simple letter had suddenly turned his black heart of coal into a burning flame. It was odd, indeed, but suddenly realization hit the stallion. It wasn't just this piece of paper! It was the want for more. The support that he received, it made him see what it truly meant all those years past. Truly, he had never known what he needed to start his career again, but it suddenly became clear. This letter, this simple letter from a Pegasus named Rainbow Dash had made him realize that he inspired someone. Someone was inspired by him. Somehow, Trotman felt himself pick up the notepad with his magic. However, it wasn't the slow, forceful pull he usually had. No, it was rather a frantic one. A pull that only a pony with idea and innovation on his mind. "I.-I'd better get going! Celestia knows all those ponies are anxious to read of Daring-Do! A spectacular story, I promise them I'll weave!" Filly Trotman, the once-saddened pony, shouted aloud. His heart lifted, his brought the notepad down, lifted a nearby quill and stared at the blank page. However, this glance was not the glance of despair or emptiness. This time, however, it was a glance of opportunity clear in his eyes. A gleam of not block of the mind, but a gate open to the land of inspiration. "Well, this is a fine start, but what is a story without a title..." Mr. Trotman pondered, his mind now working in the ways much of a mechanism courtesy of Flim & Flam would. Quickly, his eyes dilated in realization, a huge grin donned on. "I got it! How about...Daring-Do and the Temple of the Dunes?" Trotman finally exclaimed. Without a hitch, his quill went off, not only penning the title, but the first words began to take shape on the sheet of paper. Daring-Do had certainly gotten herself into a mess this time. Here she was, faced with a roof of spikes closing in on her, reading to turn her into a mess of an adventurer. Perhaps Miss Do's many assistants before were correct, that chasing after fortune and glory would get her killed. She'd even believe it herself, whenever faced with the impossible. However, even now, she knew for a fact she wouldn't get killed doing it today. And suddenly, Trotman found himself engrossed in his mind. Before long, he was quickly hoping the night could come later. For as long as the light shined on him and his working mind, he could continue to write what his mind lead him to. And whether or not he'd succeed in his venture back to the top, he did not care. Whether he'd prove all the critics wrong, he did not care. Whether he'd impress his publisher, he did not care. All Filly Trotman care about now was pleasing the audience. The audience that read his original book. The audience that spanned as far as Appleloosa or Fillydelphia. The audience, whether unicorn, Pegasus or Earth pony, that continued to love the stories, no matter how far he fell. And somehow, no matter how far he fell, he had somehow been able to escape this horrible curse that plagued his for so long. Like Daring-Do had done countless times before, Mr. Trotman had pulled himself from the brink, and was now after the only thing that mattered: The fortune and glory! ---
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