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       Down in the park
       By: Dais Clash Date: April 20, 2014, 11:04 pm
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       Dais raced back to the park. He was going to run all the way
       back to his home, but as he crossed the stream that ran through
       Ponyville he slowed until he found a nice park bench under a
       tree. Practically jumping on to it, he buried his face in his
       hooves and cried to himself. Simply put, he lost the will to
       run, or do anything else for that matter.
       Dais had never really understood his compulsive need to be
       friends with everypony, but it had always been there. He was
       reminded of when he was just a young colt, when the others in
       his class were teasing him about his lack of a cutie mark. In
       fact he could hear their voices in his head - right along with
       his father's disapproving speech when Dais had refused to go
       into the royal guard - and rising above it all, the voices of
       everypony who had ever rejected him in some way - the ponies who
       had mocked his cutie mark, the co-worker at the Manehatten
       Library who had complained that Dais was too slow at shelving,
       the examiner who gave Dais a zero on a test one time even though
       he was sure he was right, the smith who told Dais he would never
       be able to make a horseshoe, even the first ponies who he'd met
       in Ponyville, whom Dais at the time had thought were passing him
       off when really they just didn't know who he was - all of them
       building up in one massive chorus of rejection. The mere thought
       of it sent Dais over the completely edge. What had he done
       wrong? Why didn't those ponies want to be friends with him? It
       wasn't fair!
       Rising above all the voices was Brash. How could anypony be so
       cold as to not want to be friends with Dais, either now or in
       times past - or ever? Was he not a good enough friend? Did Brash
       not like him? Had he done something wrong? Was he a bad pony?
       Maybe he just wasn't cool enough? Was he getting old? He was
       kind of old. Perhaps he had to track down the fountain of youth?
       Or maybe Brash just didn't think he was strong enough. Maybe he
       just looked like a puny wimp to her. Perhaps he would need his
       brother's expertise, or some kind of magic potion to change
       that. Or was Brash concerned about Dais' intelligence? Did Dais
       really present himself as that much of a bumbling fool? It was a
       long shot, but Dais really didn't know. Perhaps he had made a
       mistake on that building's tax forms, and Brash was insulted or
       something?
       Regardless of what it was, Dais just knew it was clearly his
       fault. He was a failure of a pony who couldn't make friends.
       Indeed, he hadn't been this lost in a long time. He had no idea
       what he was going to do, and a million crazy schemes ran through
       his mind. Dais wasn't angry - just lonely, depressed and
       completely self-loathing.
       #Post#: 2267--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Down in the park
       By: Carri Air Date: April 20, 2014, 11:51 pm
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       Thinking she may have lost him Carri takes to the air, placing
       the book on her hat. Not spotting him initially Carri nearly
       passes by the park before hearing a faint sobbing. Quickly
       turning back she finds Dais and lands near him. With his face
       buried in his hooves, it dawns upon Carri that the way she
       approaches this is vitally important; In fact so important that
       she knows for sure she should think about it, but what if there
       isn't time for that? If she takes too long, he could make up his
       mind and be sad forever, that's how it works right? Or if she
       doesn't think long enough she could say the wrong thing with the
       same result!
       Carri, lost in her confusion, realizes she very well may have
       already taken too long on this train of thought. Her friend
       might now be forever sad and this causes her to also become sad.
       With tears welling up her sobbing begins, with shaky hooves she
       retrieves the book and hoofs it over, forgetting to grab Dais's
       attention first, but this task proves difficult between heavy
       sobs and snorting up now loose snot.
       #Post#: 2268--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Down in the park
       By: Dais Clash Date: April 21, 2014, 1:49 am
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       Dais barely even registered Carri's existence as she landed by
       his side. He certainly didn't register who it was. Why was this
       pony crying? Was he so lamentable that she had to cry merely
       because he existed? Maybe it was the mere sight of him that was
       repulsive? Actually, Dais didn't really want to find out. He
       just wanted it to be over. All those nasty voices in his mind
       were not getting any quieter.
       Then, Carri handed over the book. Dais recognized instantly
       which book it was from the smell of the decaying pages. The book
       that he really should have kept reading. Why did he even bother
       going out of his way to help other ponies when some of them
       wouldn't even be his friend? It made Dais feel naive and stupid.
       On another level, it reminded Dais of his time working in the
       Manehatten library. Not exactly the happiest of his
       recollections.
       Nevertheless, he took comfort in knowing that the book was
       something to smash his stupid head against while he figured
       something out. He didn't want to be responsible for any damages
       to the park's benches anyway - that wouldn't be good for him or
       the mayor. Perhaps in time to come it could also be useful as a
       reminder never to help ponies ever again, or suffer the
       terrible, inevitable consequences of loss and rejection. It
       reminded him a little of the tale of Nightmare Moon, the
       rejected princess. Perhaps he should go to the moon for a
       thousand years? At least there he could be away from all these
       ponies, no longer able to bring down their lives with his
       unfriendliness...
       "T..." began Dais through a sniffle, but then he stops well
       short of the full automatic "Thank you" that he always said when
       ponies gave him stuff. Dais just turned it into more crying, and
       brought a hoof from his face to push the book away from him -
       revealing his bloodstained eyes, drained yet tear-drenched face,
       and messy mane. His face looked more like a vampire than a pony.
       In any event, if taking this book was going to make him turn out
       anything like the evil Nightmare Moon he didn't want it. There
       just had to be another way. Somehow he had to make everypony
       want to be his friend. Somehow... no matter what, Dais was
       determined to be kind and helpful, not mean and nasty. Unless of
       course a mean and nasty Dais is what friends wanted... Dais
       hated himself for even thinking such dark thoughts, but he
       couldn't shake them.
       Then he saw the young Carri crying out too. His natural instinct
       was to try to help her, but he restrained himself, instead
       bringing his hoof back to his face, embarrassed the young foal
       had even seen him like this. "Please..." he whimpered in between
       sobs "I'm not a bad pony... I was only trying to help..."
       #Post#: 2273--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Down in the park
       By: Carri Air Date: April 21, 2014, 9:27 am
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       Carri's thought were dispelled at Dais's words and her crying
       slowly stopped. "Wha... bu-" Carri cleans off her face with a
       foreleg, and begins speaking quickly as if she's figured it all
       out "This is about Brash right? She was mean and you didn't
       understand that that's just how she is? 'Cause she actually just
       doesn't like mushy feelings and nice words and while she may
       come off as nasty she'll always be willing to do nice things and
       be everypony's friend. Like that time where she called me a
       bumbling idiot, or a dimwitted fool, or a - anyway she still
       gave me a place to stay while I start up my business! And... uh,
       just don't be sad forever okay?"
       Carri remains a bit shaky, in a panic that she was too late and
       failed to save her friend, or maybe her words were wrong to the
       same result.
       #Post#: 2274--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Down in the park
       By: Dais Clash Date: April 21, 2014, 9:51 am
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       "But she practically said I'm an unfriendly, naive, stupid,
       ugly, useless, slow, puny, Nightmare-Moon-ish jerk" whispered
       Dais sadly. His tears had all dried up from dehydration, but
       Dais kept his face buried in his hooves with shame and regret,
       and even his whisper came out muffled and sad. "I'm sure you're
       right. Brash must be a great friend. That Brash still befriends
       you after seeing you being an idiot shows just how great of a
       friend she really is. But not me - Brash just joined that long
       list of ponies who will never accept me as a friend. It's my
       fault Brash doesn't like me. Everything's my fault. What did I
       do to deserve this? I'm sorry Carri. I really am sorry for being
       such a useless friend. In fact, I'm sorry that I even met you.
       Now I've probably spoiled your life too. You know I never asked
       for this, right? It's not my fault I'm so horrible - I try my
       best, really. But still I'm never good enough. Everypony ends up
       hating me... everypony..."
       Dais continued talking, but by now his speech was too mumbled
       and slurred to form any recognizable words at all.
       #Post#: 2275--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Down in the park
       By: Carri Air Date: April 21, 2014, 10:25 am
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       Carri had only said she was 'called' an idiot, yet Dais may have
       implied that she actually was. As well Dais didn't seem to get
       what she was attempting to convey, this didn't deter her
       however, she simply had to phrase her words correctly as to not
       be misunderstood.
       "And she'd say it all again, Brash -is- your friend though, what
       I'm trying to say is she'll always deny it. I know that doesn't
       sound believable, but if you went and asked her for help I know
       she'd accept, or if you wanted to help her she'd give you
       something to do, and that's what friends do. So don't let her
       words get you down." Carri takes a moment to think and
       continues, "You should know I'm sure Brash appreciates that
       you're okay with her owning her own house at her age, she was
       concerned an official would come by and bring her to an
       orphanage. In fact, even though she's busy right now I'm sure
       she's planning a gift for you to make up for what she did."
       "You know what I think, maybe you're just assuming too much, I
       bet most of those ponies you think hate you might be like Brash,
       just a little harsh on the outside, and when you run away from
       them they feel the same as you do now." Carri nods to herself,
       having just passed along words from her parents.
       #Post#: 2277--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Down in the park
       By: Dais Clash Date: April 21, 2014, 10:56 am
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       Dais felt a little conflicted about Carri's words. On the one
       hoof, he certainly wouldn't mind it being true. It reminded him
       of a couple of his rejections that had gone down in a similar
       way to that. On the other hoof, that didn't mean it didn't hurt.
       There was a distinct rational voice crying from deep inside
       Dais' mind to just trust Carri and not worry, yet it was being
       drowned out by that haunting chorus of ponies telling Dais in
       various ways how he was worthless as a friend. He knew it wasn't
       rational or reasonable, and he couldn't explain it, but somehow
       that fear still came out stronger. Just as it always had.
       For a few heavy breaths Dais took his time, collecting himself.
       Then, quite quietly, he sat up and swallowed hard. "Carri" he
       said, sounding somewhat more reasonable and composed, though the
       evidence of his distraution remained littered across his face,
       "I know you only mean the best, but you really don't understand.
       Even if Brash was my friend and only wanted to hide it, that's
       worse than if she was my outright enemy. Am I really such a bad
       pony that it's so terrible to be called my friend, that even my
       friends are judged for my faults? I know I'm not a very friendly
       pony, but I really... wait a moment..."
       Dais stopped abruptly and narrowed his eyes at Carri, much as he
       had done to Brash earlier. "Did you just say Brash was living
       there alone? Why didn't you mention that earlier? We need to get
       her to an orphanage immediately!"
       Dais sprang up from his tear-stained bench as if ready for
       action, despite still looking distinctly distraught. He scarcely
       made it one step, however, before he stopped, sat down and
       looked at the ground again with drooped ears and eyes that were
       crying without tears. "What's the point?" he muttered "That'll
       just make her hate me even more. I just can't do the right thing
       no matter what. It's like destiny wants me to be a failure."
       #Post#: 2278--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Down in the park
       By: Carri Air Date: April 21, 2014, 12:33 pm
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       "I do think Brash might get violent if you tried to bring her to
       an orphanage, but she'd understand." Carri sits down as well,
       "Did you know Brash is my first friend? I only met her a couple
       days ago but they've been the best days of my life so far. Brash
       is smart and can take care of herself. She talks a lot and I
       learned a good bit about her. I think she's scared of being seen
       as a good pony or making friends. In fact even though I've seen
       her project I'm starting to think it's an excuse to stay locked
       away... You're really nice, most ponies just get angry at Brash
       and ignore her, or treat her like she's just not smart enough to
       know how rude she's being. You'd still help her if she needed it
       even now right?"
       "What I'm trying to say is Brash won't deny your friendship
       because of you, it's because of something that happened to her,
       and even though I don't know what that is just yet, ponies like
       you and I should stay strong and help her through it." Of course
       even now Carri was just assuming things, but she couldn't think
       of a better explanation.
       #Post#: 2279--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Down in the park
       By: Dais Clash Date: April 21, 2014, 1:28 pm
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       Dais sniffled a little, and shuddered because he was cold.
       The more Carri talked about Brash, the more messed up and bad he
       felt. If Brash was really as mean as he suspected he felt bad
       because she was right - if she was really as nice as Carri said
       he felt bad for how he treated her. It seemed no matter what
       Carri said, everything just felt like it was pushing all of the
       blame on to him. Even when she directly said she thought the
       real issue lay in Brash's past, all that Dais heard was that he
       had been an insensitive idiot. It made Dais feel even more weak
       and hopeless than he already was.
       Something else just occurred to Dais. Few ponies ever took this
       long to really talk to him. Granted, they were mostly talking
       about Carri's friend Brash, and Dais supposed if they had been
       talking about him instead the conversation would have died long
       ago. But talking in general felt nice. Usually he had only his
       brother to talk to. In any event it certainly increased his
       respect for Carri somewhat.
       "Thanks Carri" he whispered solemnly "But honestly right now I
       don't know what I'll do. I really don't think Brash will want to
       see such useless non-friends as me again. Who am I kidding? I
       can't help ponies. I can't even help me. I should just quit my
       job and become a lonely hermit somewhere. Brash is really lucky
       to have a friend as good as you, but I'm sure I'd just get in
       her way. And the worst part is Brash was completely right. I am
       a useless friend, and I just feel so bad about that. Even if
       you're right about everything - then I'm still a useless friend
       because of how I treated her back there. Makes me wish my mentor
       had taught me some time spells so I could go back and fix this
       really."
       #Post#: 2281--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Down in the park
       By: Carri Air Date: April 21, 2014, 2:11 pm
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       "You helped me." Carri recalls with a smile, "I would still be
       here picking up my mess if it weren't for you."
       Carri clears her throat to quote her parents again, "If your
       intentions are good the results don't matter and you've only
       truly done something bad when you give up on those intentions.
       My mom told me that and I think it applies here... like the
       worst thing you can do now is give up on helping Brash and
       anypony else. There's a word for that... uh... something..."
       Carri glances about as she tries to recall the word she needs.
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