Anthropology: The Audio Drama – Chapter 2 – Equestrian History

Narrator: The following day, Lyra had gone to her usual spot in the park to perform for a few hours. Open-air concerts were a regular deal for her, bringing in enough extra income between her other appearances. She could relax when she played here. There was no need for the extra effort she’d put in at a fancy event. Narrator: As she came to the end of her opening song, she put her lyre down for just a minute. A small crowd of ponies had gathered to watch her play. Lyra: Thanks for coming, everybody. Don’t forget the tips! Narrator: Lyra wondered if anybody would ask about the way she was sitting. The regulars wouldn’t. Sometimes a pony from out of town, not used to the sight of her, would stare at her slouching, and perhaps ask what she was doing. Today nobody commented. It was how humans sat, in pictures and in her dreams. Lyra had tried it herself and found it was comfortable. Narrator: Her instrument case had been left open next to the bench, with a hastily written note pinned onto it. It was already filling up with coins. Today she hardly noticed it. She kept on going through the motions of playing, but her mind wandered to other topics. Narrator: Doorknobs, for one thing. The round kind, not the long straight ones. They were on just about every building in Equestria, but a pony couldn’t grip it very well with hooves. Most of them were merely ornamental for that reason, and didn’t really latch the door closed. But a human, with fingers… They’d be able to use them. Narrator: Same with the bowling alley Lyra had walked past this morning to get here. She’d gone bowling with Bon-Bon a few times. All the balls had three holes on them — why? They were about an inch in diameter or so, which, as Lyra was pretty sure, meant that fingers could fit inside. An easy way for humans to hold them. As for ponies, there was no standard way to bowl. Unicorns used magic, other ponies had to get creative. Bowling was a pretty old sport, wasn’t it? Maybe she should look up the history. Narrator: And she’d also noticed the tools they’d been using last Winter Wrap Up. Shovels had handles on the ends, which were easy enough for a pony to hold with their teeth, but then there was the long pole that made it unwieldy to use. Unless that long pole was the part that was supposed to be the handle. Narrator: Lyra watched a pony walk by with her filly. The mother dropped a few bits into the case. Lyra nodded a quick thanks, and kept playing. Narrator: And wasn’t that the most interesting of all? Lyra could practically see an invisible hand moving through the strings of her lyre. In fact, she hadn’t even been aware of it, but that really was how she’d been playing ever since the first time she picked up the instrument all those years ago. She had been told she was good at it. Maybe it was her technique, imitating the hands that had designed this instrument in the first place. Narrator: Her mind kept working even as she went through the rest of her set. The sun was beginning to go down as she packed up her lyre and counted up how much money she’d made today. It was a good haul. With this month’s performances she’d be able to cover her share of the rent and then some. Narrator: As she headed back home, Lyra just couldn’t stop thinking about last night’s dream. It could be her imagination, but everything that she saw seemed to fit together. The more she thought about humans, the more everything made sense. Lyra: Why doesn’t anybody else see it? Narrator: Lyra was… Narrator: In a big city somewhere. The tall buildings would have made her think it was Manehattan, except that she was surrounded by humans. All different kinds, although they were less diverse than ponies — fewer colors, and only one race. There weren’t any horns or wings to be seen. Still, the subtle variations in their facial features were enough to give them all a sense of individuality. Narrator: She had dreams like this occasionally. Except this time was different. Lyra looked down at herself. She stood on two legs. She was dressed just like one of the humans, with a green shirt and a light jacket over it. Pants made out of some rough blue material. And hands. They were sticking out of her long sleeves. She lifted them up, moved her fingers, studying how the joints worked. Lyra: So this was what it’s like to be human. Narrator: Lyra took a step forward, realized she could easily keep her balance even on two legs, and started down the street. She wanted to see everything: the humans, their buildings, their entire city – Bon Bon: Are you awake? Narrator: She was now. She opened her eyes, noticing she was back in bed, with hooves like she’d always had, and Bon-Bon was peeking in the doorway. Bon Bon: Lyra, did you oversleep again? It’s noon. Lyra: groan Narrator: It didn’t matter what time it was, she wanted to go back to sleep. Her bed was feeling unusually comfortable today. Bon Bon: I would have let you sleep in, but I’ve got an interview at Sugarcube Corner soon. I’ll probably be gone for a few hours. You’ve got the house to yourself. Narrator: Lyra nodded slowly, but her thoughts were still on that sensation of being human and how real it had felt. Sure, she saw them often enough when she slept, but that was the first time she’d ever actually been one. She sighed, wishing she’d had more time to see what exactly was going on in that city, how humans lived. Narrator: She heard the front door swing closed — Bon-Bon had just left. What now? Lyra’s thoughts moved to her journal — maybe she should record what little she had from this dream. Or maybe go back to sleep and see if it would come back… No. That wasn’t it. There was something else she could do… Narrator: With a newfound sense of motivation, Lyra jumped out of bed and headed for the study. It had to be in one of her old books. Narrator: The assignment had been very vague — a report on the history of Equestria, with the topic to be chosen by the student. Heartstrings had decided she didn’t want to be just another pony writing about the earth ponies’ traditions of Winter Wrap-Up or the contributions of Star Swirl the Bearded to magical theory. Not even anything about famous musicians, like some of her friends had suggested. Sure, she’d found she had a talent for the lyre, but she would rather play it than read about some old pony who had been famous for it. There were more interesting subjects out there. If she could find them. Narrator: She’d gone to the Canterlot Library to look up topics. Her dad was the head archivist here, so she knew her way around pretty well. Narrator: Heartstrings found herself searching deeper into the depths of the Canterlot library. The building was already huge, and in the rooms back here the dust drifting in the air was enough to make her sneeze. Nopony had been back here in years, it seemed, except maybe herself and her father. That only meant that nopony in her class was going to end up with the same research she did. Narrator:Her eyes scanned the shelves, but she didn’t really know what any of the titles in this section meant. She had chosen one of the old volumes at random and pulled it down with her magic — no longer a difficult task — and opened it to a random page in the middle. Narrator: The illustrations weren’t of anything she recognized, but they were still somehow… appealing? Heartstrings couldn’t explain why, but she was drawn to the way they walked upright, to the crude depictions of faces with small eyes and pointed noses, to their hands. Narrator: It said they were called humans. Narrator: This book, written in an old but still readable style, seemed to suggest that such creatures had actually lived. They had their own nations and rulers, civilizations like the ones that ponies lived in, but no mentions of ponies anywhere. Not even of magic. Narrator: She kept reading. Narrator: Heartstrings had checked the shelves near where this book had come from, and there were a few more books that were also about humans. She’d read a few pages from one, go back to another, come up with a question that might have an answer in one of the other books… Narrator: Heartstrings had spent all of that day in the library until she noticed the light streaming in from the dusty old window fading. Her mind was filled with questions — why had she never heard of such wonderful creatures before? Were there any left? Could she someday travel outside of Canterlot, and find kingdoms ruled and inhabited by humans? Dewey Decimal: Heartstrings? Ah, there you are. It’s getting late. Time to head home. Lyra: Yeah, sure. Can I take this with me? Dewey Decimal: I don’t think so, that’s one of our older… Heartstrings, what were you reading that for? Lyra: I was going to write my history assignment about this! It’s all about these creatures called humans Have you ever heard of them before? Dewey Decimal: Erm, yes. Heartstrings, you do know that humans don’t really exist, right? Lyra: What? Dewey Decimal: Those old books… They’re just myths. Stories that hardly anypony even remembers anymore. Humans were made up long ago. Lyra: But… Dewey Decimal: Maybe you should just find another topic to write about. We’ve got a few books about Star Swirl the Bearded. He was one of the finest unicorns to have ever lived, you know. He discovered hundreds of spells. Lyra: Humans don’t need spells… They do all sorts of things without magic. Dewey Decimal: (confused) I thought you liked using magic. Remember how excited you were? Lyra: I know… It’s not that I don’t like magic, it’s just that… have you seen what humans did? All of these inventions, and cities, and… everything? They were amazing! Dewey Decimal: It’s all legends. Folklore. Nothing else. I’m surprised we even still have these old books around. I thought we were going to clean this wing out a long time ago. Lyra: Why were you going to get rid of them? Lyra: You can’t just throw them out! Dewey Decimal: Er… Those books can hardly be considered relevant anymore, most ponies don’t even talk about humans anymore. Lyra: Can I keep them? Dewey Decimal: That’s not what I was saying… Lyra: Please? Why not? You were just going to throw them out anyway. Dewey Decimal: Well, er… they’re… I… suppose you can. Just promise me you won’t take any of it too seriously. Lyra: Thank you so much! Dewey Decimal: Now we’d better head home before it gets too late .We don’t want your mother to worry. Narrator:Heartstrings nodded and started loading the books into her saddlebags. She planned to read every one front-to-back. No matter what her father seemed to think, these books weren’t made up. The way they talked about humans was too consistent. They described something real, not just a collection of legends, and she was going to find out the truth. Narrator: In the Ponyville Library, later that afternoon, Twilight had just been reviewing a new spell when she heard a knock on her door. She opened it to find a familiar face. Lyra: Hey, Twilight. Mind if I borrow a book? Twilight: Hello, Lyra. Nice to see you. What happened? Are you alright? Lyra: Oh, this? I just had a little accident, that’s all. It’s no problem. Twilight: If you don’t mind, I could take a look at — Lyra: No! I mean… That’s not necessary. It’s really not that big a deal. Narrator: She limped into the main room of the library, looking up at all the hundreds of old books. It was fairly tidy — she’d known the place to be like the aftermath of a hurricane, especially if Twilight was doing some intense research. Most of the time, really. Twilight: So what are you looking for? Lyra: Just wondering if you have any books about humans. The information in my personal collection wasn’t exactly… detailed enough. Twilight: Uh… what are you looking for? I don’t know if I… Lyra: You’ve never heard of them, have you? sigh I’m not surprised. Sometimes I feel like nobody’s ever heard of humans before. Twilight: Nobody…? Lyra: It might be under mythical creatures… That’s where anything on them usually ends up. Not that I think they’re mythical, of course. Based on the evidence, it’s likely that human civilization invented printing and they’re the whole reason you have all these books, to be honest. According to what I’ve found. Twilight: I’ve got… let’s see… An Introduction to Mythical Creatures… Legendary Beasts… The Illustrated Guide to Equestrian Cryptozoology… Lyra: Did you say ‘illustrated’? This would work perfectly! Twilight: That’s… That’s great? Narrator: Lyra was already flipping through the pages, frantically determined to find something. She lifted her bandaged hoof and rubbed it against her other leg uncomfortably. As she went by one page, she stopped, flipped back to it, and her eyes widened. Lyra: Perfect! Twilight: May I ask what exactly you’re studying? Lyra: Oh, right. It’s this. Narrator: Lyra pointed to the drawing, which was some kind of claw or talon without the sharp points. Instead, the five appendages ended in soft, rounded tips. Lyra: These are what a human’s hands look like. This particular drawing is quite detailed — I’ve never seen anything like it. Exactly what I needed. Twilight: And, um… pause Why were you looking for this? Lyra: Just curiosity. Hands are just so much more useful than hooves. Think of how much life would change if we had fingers! Twilight: I suppose it does sound rather… Interesting? Lyra: You bet! Anyway, I should really be getting back home before too late. Bon-Bon’s interview should be over soon. I’ll see you later, Twilight. Right. You don’t mind if I borrow this? Twilight: No, that’s absolutely fine. Go right ahead. Lyra: Thanks! I’ll bring it back later. Any book that mentions humans is pretty rare, you know. Narrator: And just like that, Lyra was out the door and headed back home. Twilight was left to wonder just what exactly she was up to, and what these ‘humans’ had to do with it all.

Comments 52

  • YAY! finally, im trying so hard not to read ahead

  • Kagome? When I hear you Lyra, I kinda hear a bit of Rainbow Dash's voice. Have you ever tried making a Rainbow Dash voice demo before?

  • Well gotta wait for the next 2 weeks for chapter 3 to come out.

  • Excellent job, I can't wait for the next one πŸ˜€

  • I thought since Twilight was a Bookworm and knows a lot of things, wouldn't she have known what Humans were,even for the slightest bit, especially if it was in her library? Hmm… much needs to be considered here, especially since she didn't share the same curiosity as Lyra when learning about this.

  • Great art for the chapter, but…Is it just me, or is Lyra's cutie mart in the wrong position?

  • No rush. Just do what you need to.

  • This moment was to emphasize 2 things about Humans in Equestrian society: 1) Humans are SO uncommon in books and collective knowledge that Twilight has never even heard of them (which is a very impressive feat) and 2) that they are only considered Myths. However much of a bookworm Twilight is, she is a very practical pony. Twilight only reads up myths when they are directly correlated to an issue (like nightmare moon). This scene emphasizes how uncommon human knowledge really is.

  • that was good cool job to all /)

  • That's alright, didn't take away from anything. You know what, that might be a fun thing, have a 'find the difference' in each video's visual. πŸ˜›

  • Oh, is anyone else having trouble with the download?

  • The "human world" should be set in the olden days and how they ride similar creatures to ponies, horses.

  • The story has already been written, this is just an audio play of it. No modifications to the settings will be made.

  • Oh I didn't know that. Thanks of letting me know πŸ™‚

  • I believe that either she missed it or she passed off humans in that book as just a myth (we know she wanted nothing to do with spirits when she thought "Supernaturals" had to do with ghosts). And, since books about humans are "pretty rare", I bet they weren't enough consistent sources she found about them close together in her life to connect the dots.

  • NOOO! This ended MUCH TOO SOON!!! Now I can't wait for the next part to come out! NOOO!!

  • We should write a book about you called "Equinology".

  • Thing was, there was no issue that related straight to the Nightmare Moon Arc. She was just reading a random book to probably catch up on her reading, but had believed that the myths or history of this book were true. She actually took these facts to heart and tried to read up and research more on Nightmare Moon and the Elements of Harmony, to which at this point, were still Legend. This whole thing wasn't an issue until NM showed up. So Twilight should've had some knowledge of humans anyway.

  • There is another reason why there are little to no books about Humans in Equestria, but it requires me spoiling some of the story now. But I understand what you mean.

  • CHAPTER THREE PLEASE!!! If you don't mind.

  • *pause* god damn it bonbon let her sleep! ugh! *play*

  • *pause* lmao when twiligt said "anybody?" that was funny as hell. *play*

  • that was yet another great chapter, time for the next one…um…where is it?

  • 12:30 ponies be jelly. They know they want hands.

  • One of my favorite fics on FimFiction. Now as Audio reading. Thousand thanks doesn't cover what I feel for you guys doing this.

  • More than one picture per video would be nice

  • I wish people wouldn't be so picky! There is so much work behind this. Appreciate the fact that you even get a picture.

  • 9:24
    well we all know how that wound up =)

  • somepony anypony animate this PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • Will the guy who wrote this please write the stories of the humans in equestria please?

  • twilight was a human tho

  • could you please do us a huge favor and order your playlest in decending orderΒ  starting at 1 instead of 19 ^^;

    also awesome job

    Who can study more? Lyra about humans, or Twilight about magic?
    Reply to my comment with your choice!

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  • Whole story just makes you want to smile all the time.

  • I'm happy the audience get's a picture, but can you make multiple pictures to fit the setting and mood? Looking at the one picture and listening to the story at the same time is very confusing. Otherwise, I recommend animating this series. It make's the story more interesting and will get this series even MORE popular. ?

  • The problem, my dear Lyra, is that fingers only fing when you aren't looking.

  • Narrator: Twilight was left wondering what she was up to and what these "humans" had to do with it.
    Me: Oh, she'll find out soon enough…

  • Lol I love Twilight's little WTF reaction to hearing Lyra say "nobody"

  • All you need to do is ask Twilight or Discord, we all know how Discord likes his references, and how Twilight went though the "Magic Mirror To Another World" which was full with human versions of ponies… Just ask the right ponies/dricornici?? and you'll get the answers.

  • my most favorite

  • Alright, I`m getting hooked by this story.

  • can you do coimc dub can you do coimc dub can you do coimc dub can you do coimc can you do coimc du
    can you do coinc dub

  • wait. if humans were a lost civilization (that probably became extinct after billlions of years from now i think), then why does equestria look steampunk?

  • lol Lyra needs to meet the doctor XD
    please tell me someone understands this joke

  • I feel like Lyra sometimes I believe in leagues to

  • It's 2018. You've had your time. When's the next audio drama?

  • Thank you guys for taking the time to do this it is greatly appreciated ?

  • Sun butt is a deadly lazer

  • K i noticed something a steel me here but Scootaloo and Derpy are both ponies with this special disability Pinkie Pie and Lyra Hearts both know about humans Rainbow Dash and Lightning Dust are both super fast flyer twilight and trixie very powerful unicorn wide twilight was one do you agree with me and see it too please tell me you're do and I'm not the only one seeing this

  • The song she was playing was β€œseilklos epitaph” the oldest known song with lyrics

  • I enjoy this series very greatly.

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