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HERESY!Only one has ever doubted your gender! Not only have several on this sight alone crowned me the king/queen of indeterminate sex, but have you ever been called "ma'am" on the phone!? Has it happened to you twice in a single call!? I didn't think so. So relinquish your self-worshipping falsities, and shatter your false throne! For only I can raise upon it, as the sole sovereign of Androgynia!

Yes you are. Only I can wear the mask of androgyny!

Weesh, it's your turn now!

Tales has not had access to a computer for a little while. crp_dude sent his picture out three days ago. If Tales doesn't get her line in by today, I'll move her to the back of the line and go to the next line in, erm, line.

I'm pretty sure it's a pea...A chorus of "Fight! Fight!" rings off in the distance... A lone tumbleweed rolls by at high noon...

Sure... But trust me, I know people who change names far more often than that.

Yay! It's finally my turn to get a beautiful piece of your art! Hmm... I have plenty of Maple art. How about STEVEN art? Lov- err, Clair- umm... LoopEnd (...), would you be so kind as to draw me a picture of Sir Steven Magnet being positively fabulous? I don't even care what you do with him, just make him... (deep breath) SENSATIONAL! Have fuuuuuuun~

I really did love this episode. I figured it would be the wrong pony this entire time, but I think they went along with it very well, and revealed the big lie at just the right time. Everypony also showed their Element very accurately, and Cadance looked gorgeous in the end. I'm very impressed how they merged two episodes together. However, some of the soliloquies between the characters were kind of obvious or loud. Also, the "sudden change of heart" at the end was really cheap and childish, but they did play it quite well. Finally, this epi has AWESOME vocabulary! "Auspicious"? "Funnest" (Many people don't believe that "funner" is a word)? Love it! I wish I had taken show notes as I watched, so that I wouldn't have to call from memory.

As anypony who's ever run an errand in the fall knows, breathing in the crisp autumn air that wisps melodically from between the branches fragrant broadleaf trees leaves a pleasant cooling nip on the inside of the throat. Well, pleasing to some at the least. The introvert, walled up by bricks and fireplaces and blankets and books, finds the dry wind a hindrance to any attempt to breathe. Yet to those accustomed to the brisk quickly come to enjoy it, finding it expands the lungs and awakens the mind. The sheltered body finds anything below room temperature equated to the billowing snowdrifts of the Crystal Tundra, and a perfect opportunity to curl up and pray for easy passage. Man, Maple should really keep a pen on her. Ever since Maple had widened her horizons to reading by, well, learning how to, the individual proses that each author held to their own had been mingling, mixing, and mating inside her head. Many youthful scholars as she opened the infinite maw of their imaginations to their latest exposure to media - her recent Sherclop Pones marathon had her bustling about the house searching for the cookie thief (while ignoring the crumbs rolling about on her lips all the while) - so reading more advanced books than children's fantasy had of course transformed Maple into a lukewarm-tea-sipping, lightly-accented 'gentlefilly' to whose lips a smile did not venture (it simply broke free without forewarning). Mind you, the considerable size of her latest Steven Princess novel accenting her nightstand was far outweighed by the gargantuan Equestrian dictionary that lay propped up on the footboard and threatened to capsize the entire dormancy vessel, or go for the jugular and wholly shatter its wooden framework. Yes, hard as the filly may have tried to advance her fellow foals in their literacy skills, some words were only understood in context. Take "introvert" - that's like a turtle or something, right? But, alas, Maple's youthful energy began to boil in protest of its disuse, and bubbled up within her like a twitching compulsion in the back of her head, screaming at every inch of her being to move, to speak her frontmost thought, or even to obey her wildest impulse. At first, Maple found it easy for a disciplined young mare such as herself to ignore the itch, and remained stiffly on her bed, her eyes continuing to faithfully scan the matrix of Steven's prose to break even a gist of the plotline free for examination and understanding. Desire for activity has a way on creeping up on one at the most inopportune times, though, and Maple found keeping the waves of hyper-ness that had possessed her lower body into a trembling, shaking dance harder to keep at bay than fatigue yanking at her eyelids inconceivably weightily in the wee hours of dusk. At long last, the ants in her flanks shot up through her brain like a volcano, and the filly could hardly resist snapping the book shut, casting her gingham covers overboard, and dashing out the flimsy wooden door without a moment's goodbyes. Luckily, the reigns of her consciousness finally managed to yank back on the mouth of the bull possessing her and allowed her to choose a medium in which to relieve her jitters. The answer was obvious - good ol' maple buckin'. Maple struck up a tune in the back of her throat, utilizing the aforementioned breeze to carry her notes out to her beloved woodland creatures and notify them of her presence, as well as a bit of warning to get out of the trees! It was a cheery melody, one that had been played many times on her mother's pine flute. A shame that there was oft nopony to hear it but the wind...

Today is a good day to start. FIRST LINE IS GOING OUT! GAME HAS BEGUN!

Have no fear! Mathman is here to save the day!1. X=0 because all other variables are 0 too. 2. A=lwh =10*10*10 =100*10 A=1000*2=2000cm3 A=4/pi*r2 =4/pi*52] =4/pi*25 =4/~79 A=~20cm3 2000/20=100 You could make about 100 spheres. 3. One - it's opposite's (six) pips are the weightiest. Note that this is theoretical probability with a small amount of physics, though I'd be more than glad to conduct the full experiment for you. I need the practice anyway. I'm disregarding white text because they are not questions. As for Korok's question... Do you have aibohphobia? If so, why did you choose a username that strikes fear into your own heart?

Is my name Diego? Anyway, sure, you can join, Riv-err, Hippo... Let's see how it ends with a picture.

Thank you, Dav! The games will begin shortly.

Probably very soon, Sauce. Once we get one last person to end on a line, we'll start up.

*clap* *clap* welters