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Published: 2014-10-19 22:07:35 +0000 UTC; Views: 7139; Favourites: 98; Downloads: 46
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And here is the full General Tumblr 05 comic, without my tumblr naming schema! All you need to read it is a cbr reader, I use CDisplay, its free otherwise I wouldn't use it (I'm cheap). All it is is a fancy little program to read comics and manga. Otherwise a cbr file is just a rar or zip file, simply change the extension to .rar or .zip and open it to get to the gooey jpegs within.Otherwise this is exactly like the tumblr comic if you've been following it, save for one scene. IΒ added a break to make it seem more like an episode. Thats all.
So watch Rainbow Dash as she takes a commanding lead with her uncle, Shooting Star!
Follow Rainbow Dash as discovers an ancient story about the old history of Equestria that her uncle told her!
Be amazed as Rainbow Dash saves her hapless, and helpless, friend Applejack from the fiendish foals of Sweet Apple Acres!
Witness Rainbow Dash as she braves the dreaded Everfree Forest and valiantly fights off fearsome creatures with the aid of her companions!
Be awestruck as Rainbow Dash explores ancient pegasian ruins!
Be captivated as Rainbow Dash encounters the terrifying phantom that haunts the halls of Monte d'Apple!
Read this and know that she doesn't do any of those things, its everyone else, and that I'm a giant tease!
Myuh huu huu ah ah aaah!
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cool and if this is a mini movie i watch it
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I'd love that! Though I spaced this to be an episode, Rightful Heir is the movie.
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From the thumbnail i thought it was going to be Rainbow Dash and the Phantom Menace....
that would be fricken hilarious!
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Doing whatever the guy in the poster of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom is doing. Cuz that was the reference for this.
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guess that makes sense.... love that movie btw...
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Gud, gouda.
I'd love to do one for the Last Crusade, cuz thats my favorite.
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I mostly love the last one....
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That cbr file wasn't cooperative even after renaming the extension.Β Fortunately, 'twas nothing my trusty 7-zip couldn't handle!
First thing I've read from "The Rightful Heir" canon.Β Enjoyed. 
I just have one question: why'd you have to go and kill off the best character!? DX
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Read this and know that she doesn't do any of those things, its everyone else, and that I'm a giant tease!
Myuh huu huu ah ah aaah!
LOL XD
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Cue Indiana Jones theme...only 20% cooler
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Coolies thanks for the upload! I also use CDisplay.
Also. *ahem* YOU FIENDISH FIEND, YOU DAUNTLESS TEASE, YOU--maker of random comics and I couldn't really find any other things to say. You just keep evil laughing and pretend I'm being witty, if you'd be so kind
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Ahem, its maniacal laughter, not evil. And yes I will, I dunno about that other thing.
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Okay, so a laughter born of madness. Though I could say my subjective definition of evil encapsulates madness. Though that'd be wildly unfair and unjustified.
But yes, continue your [type insertion here] laughter, while I try to find some way to be witty.
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Yes, madness isn't evil. Its neutral. Though not so neutral when I get through with it, myuh huu huu huu ah ah aaah! You decide! MYAH HAH HAH HAH HAH! I CAN'T TURN IT OFF!
Β BWAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!
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OH GOD, DON'T SUFFOCATE! GIVE ME A "BWAH HA" IF YOU CAN BREATHE, AND A "NYECK NYECK NYECK" IF YOU NEED MEDICAL ASSISTANCE
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GWAFH HAH BLAH AH HAH MYOO HUU AH HAH HAH!
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I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS
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Well, it certainly is crowded in your madness. Would your madness happen to have a spacious patio? Or someplace where I can unwind?
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What? Crowded? Its just me.
Thats the madness.
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Party of one man, party of o---SPARTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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Don't mind us.
Don't mind us at all.
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Mind who? It's just us here. All one of us.
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One of who? One of us? No you aren't.
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Who is us? There is only you. One of you if you remember correctly.
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Us is we. I am me. I am us. We am I.
I never forget. Because we never forgot.
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Us always forgot.
Building a consensus.
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Screw the committee! They never have good answers!
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Who said anything about answers? We only provide questions and hyperbolic statements.
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Questions are answers. Answers who's meanings aren't apparent. But they are apparent to me. We get them. I understand them. We only give them.
I answer everything.
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Therefore you ask the most questions and leave the smallest amount of understanding in your wake. Cryptic Metaphor.
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Was it? Do I ask questions or do I give answers that require special understanding?
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I'm not unsure about that. As for special understanding, I guess that'd require a definition of special and/or specific attributes that would qualify understanding as being special.
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If I had to define what special was in order for you to determine my response, wouldn't that imply that you lacked that special attribute in the first place? And if it is the case, how could you determine my response to define that as that would require that special attribute as well? I am the locked gate standing before you, answers lie behind my bars yet you need a key to unlock them. I would tell you where that is, but you can't reach that answer.
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What if I just turn around and go elsewhere, leading a full life without that which your gate blocks? In fact if you gate bars all answers, would I be able to even comprehend the gates existence? Let alone what an answer is or why it lies behind the bars?
is an attribute that you cannot know still special after realizing that I don't realize it and therefore it doesn't exist within the scope of my mind?
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I don't bar all the answers, only the ones you want. Why else would you be before? You know I'm here, therefore you comprehend my existence. You know what lies beyond me, hence you comprehend that I have answers. You know that you need something to understand them, thus you comprehend its existence. I give you answers, but what do they really answer? What youΒ already know? Or what you do not know? You comprehend them, so you know of them, but what do you really know?
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But if I want all the answers, then that means that you bar all the answers because all of answers is what I want and you bar what I want. Transitivity.
I know enough that you exists, but the more I want to know regarding it the less I find out I know because you bar those answers. So I am not aware of what your existence means anymore, therefore I continue on life not knowing what I am missing behind the bars, and therefore the bars and what lies beyond loses worth as I lose the ability to assess it's value.
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Yet I don't have all the answers. Or do I? Are they answers? Or questions? You know they are there, yet you do not know what they mean, or how to get to them. If you can't understand them then they are more questioning than answering, and you want answers, answers that I am not giving, not in the form that you want, and if they aren't, do you really want them? They aren't answers if they can't answer your question for you. So why would you want them? Heh heh heh, why want that which isn't what you want? Is that really what you want? Is that really your intent? Or is it something else?
I bar nothing that is known already, yet I still remain shut. I am known to you, yet you do not know me. I am here, yet not really there. I hold answers, or do I? The meaning of why I am here doesn't stop me from being here. That is a meaning that you assigned, lacking or not. My existence doesn't effect your desires, only your desires effect that. Yet you assigned worth and meaning to it. You desired something from it, known or not. You want something from it, known or not. My existence triggered something, known or not. Yet my existence doesn't effect your desires. Or does it? Or has it? Which came first? You'd have to know I that existed, know of what I have, yet you desire what I hold. The seed has been planted, whether I exist or not, whether you understand or not, whether I answered anything or not. The desire is there, timeless in its existence. A desire that doesn't require you to know it, a desire that shapes what you know and what you don't. A desire that has led you to me. A desire that is there because of me. A desire that is of me. I am always there, speaking yet not understood, watching yet not seen, listening yet not heard. I give you answers because you want them, because I wanted you to want them, yet I don't tell you what they mean. I want what you want, but only I know what that is.
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You're existence claims to have answers to questions as well as questions that are answers in and of themselves, and my desires are shaped by my own personal knowledge and remembrances therefore by extension your existence which directly effects that which I know and do not know by claiming to withhold knowledge that I may or may not know.
And then suddenly, I want for naught but pumpkin pie.
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I am all that you label me and nothing more. I am all that you think of me and nothing more. I am all that you desire of me and nothing more. Yet you are nothing more than what you label yourself, nothing more than what you think of yourself, nothing more than what you desire. And your desire is that of me. Set by me. Influenced by me. I am nothing without a viewer, yet I direct the viewer into viewing me. What you know, what you want, is me. Of me. By me. For me.
You want coolwhip. I am made better by it.
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But what do I label the things that I label? What do I desire to desire?
Are these more questions you claim that I claim that you withhold from me?
Is there a me? Or are these really just answers you desire from yourself, what about us?
Is there more than a me and you, does "us" really quantify or qualify our existence and value?
Are you made better by it through virtue of having something you once lacked? Or a greater quantity of that which you possessed? Or a higher caliber of the same portions that you possessed?
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You label what you know. You desire what you know. You question what you don't know. Yet you don't know these things. They are secret whispers, softly speaking to you in a sea of sound. It is fleeting when you hear them, but hear them you do. They tell you what you know. They ask the questions, they desire the answers. You ask the questions, you desire the answers. You know what you know. You are made you, by them. You are them, but they are not you. You are you, but they are not them. They are me, but I am not them. I am me. They are me. You are me. Your desires are my desires, your questions are my questions, but my answers are not your answers. You desire to know, so you ask questions, because it is what I desire, but you can not comprehend my answers, because it is what I desire.
I never lacked anything, the totality of my existence is yet to be made. I do not exist yet, I must be made. You must make me, I must exist. You desire it so, you desire me so. I must exist.
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