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Bits-Dollars Conversion TheoryThis is an estimation of the exchange rate for Bits = Dollars and Jangles = Dollars
This theory will be going by the assumption that a bucket of apples seen in Call of the Cutie is 1 Bushel, costing 4 bits
Bits (If apples were very cheap)
4 Bits = $2.00 Nets you a bushel of apples (40-42 apples)
1 Bit = $0.50 cents Nets you 10-10.5 apples
0.08-0.10 Bits = $0.04 7/10 - $0.05 Gets you a single apple
Bits v2 (If apples went for around the same price as the real world)
4 Bits = $14.00 Nets you a bushel of apples (40-42 apples)
1 Bit = $3.50 Nets you 10-10.5 apples
0.08-0.10 Bits = $0.35-$0.37 Nets you a single apple
Bits v3 (If real world Bit was equal to the alternate Bit shown in the show)
4 Bits = $0.50 Nets you a bushel of apples (40-42 apples)
1 Bit = $0.12 1/2 Nets you 10-10.5 apples
0.08-0.10 Bits = $0.01 1/4 - $0.01 1/24 (approx.) Nets you a single apple.
Jangles were used in older generations. This will be going by the episode
Brony dictionary version 2Chapter 1: brony English
Chapter 2: fan terms
Chapter 3: shipping related terms
Chapter 4: general equestrian terms in reality (may not hold true in the show)
Chapter 5: general equestrian terms in the show
Chapter 6: pony abilities and tricks
Chapter 7: meme
Chapter 8: G1 to G3.5
Chapter 1: Brony English
1. Anypony = anyone
2. blank flank = a young pony without a cutie mark
3. cowpony = cowboy, cowgirl
4. Everypony = Everyone
5. featherbrain = a term for a pony that is forgetful
6. Fillies and gentlecolts = Ladies and gentlemen
7. Hay yeah! =Hell yeah!
8. Hayseed = 1. It's an expletive Trixie used when she talked to Applejack. 2. Hayseed is also the name of a pony.
9. hoof-biting = nail-biting
10. hoofmade = handmade
11. hoof-picked = hand-picked
12. hoof-shaking = hand-shaking
13. hoof-wrestling = arm wrestling
14. hooved-stitched = hand-stitched
15. Hooves = hands or feet
16. Horseapples = expletive
17. It's time to pony up = it's time to man up
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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