Demirari

Banned for censoring life-changing information.

Same here, but alas I must finish sunbutt first before I can go anywhere. Her figure is blocking the doors. Yep! Lots of Celestia! ALL OF THEM! Here, currently working on applying basic shading en' stuff for Celestia. Her glorious room will come later. ^^

Banned for not specifying North or South America.

These five pictures are some sketches I did a couple of days ago and just now. Currently just cleaning them up before I start coloring in them en' stuff. Watcha guys think? ^^ They're in spoiler tabs due to the size of each one and to separate Princess Celestia from the four other sketches.

Snuggle snuggle. Just keep that horn away from my eyes.

Hmmmmmmmmmm. Sure. Sure. Just keep your mouth closed and don't maim me to death please.

Banned for the destruction of private property. I just fixed the fence!

Oh hell no.

The hell did they do to my drink? There's a pissed off book over there! Let me out, I'm not insane I think?

Driving is a fun thing that I like to do, especially at night where I take a long route from my part-time job to my home. Though I'll have to admit it sucks when it is busy or there is this one insane driver that has absolutely no idea how to drive driving near you. It's like playing Russian Roulette at that point, with each second being the equivalent of the press of a trigger. Fun, but sucks when the traffic is heavy.

Disharmonic, insane, and laughter.

World War 3 could be possible, all it takes is one single event that will draw in the major powers of today. Such event could occur at any time and tensions could easily rise with trigger happy people declaring war. The rise of tension and the fall of it every day is what keeps the major powers from grabbing each other's throats, but if the tension was to reach its peak then certainly a World War 3 could easily happen. Besides that, one should realize that there are deterrents that are preventing a cascade of declarations that'll compile into World War 3. The most common is nuclear weaponry, which no one will want to see in the skies anytime soon. Next are economical gains and such--war is an expensive process that could rip apart the economy of a country easily. There are more reasons, but the chance of a World War 3 happening are low and issues will likely be solved with discussions than outright deployment of armies.

Princess Celestia Princess Celestia nodded her head. "Thank you Impetus," she turned towards Impetus for a split second before returning her presence to the gathered high-ranking officials--the coterie now included the red-cheeked generals. Her mind tracing through the memories and events long since past. The events that many in here knew already. To make it simple and efficient before carrying onto the bulk of this meeting, she must. Time was already wasted with her emotions in turmoil. Entrenching her stoic form further, she began her speech without doubt and with depth, "Generals, lieutenant-generals, aids, advisors, ponies alike. Calamities had befallen upon Equestria and we are now in civil war." She glanced across the table. "It is by the actions of my sisters that have forced my hoof." There was a tint of remorse in her stoic voice. "We, the Solar Empire," the two words left a bitter taste on her tongue, "had mobilized our forces into a defensive ideology." A single large piece impersonating a fort was magically placed on top of Canterlot. "Previous discussion and of my position had led to the fortification of Canterlot. Previous discussion had led to the placement of Fortress Ike in between Ponyville and Canterlot." Her facial structure eased off the stress to create a more welcoming and benevolent being. "I ask for your suggestions advisors, generals, lieutenant-generals, and alike. I ask you all to freely speak without hesitation and apprehension." The room was mostly silent and tensed after the closure of Princess Celestia's closure. Not of fear and dread, but of shyness and timidness. Each one had ideas, but didn't want to go first. It was small glances and a telepathic-like communication going around. It was a hidden consensus as the representative was chosen. “I,” a feminine voice appeared from the far right of the large table, “propose of constructing walls, large enough to prevent unicorns and earth ponies from getting past, although not too excessive in height or thickness.” Some heads moved to reveal Lieutenant-General Angelic Wisp, or known as Wispy affectionately by known friends. “The primary design is to encourage the enemy in funneling through more easier land-routes that are easy to defend. These walls will be made of something strong yet simple to use in construction. It may not stop a determined army, but it will hopefully discourage lesser ones.” As if on cue in a play, Lieutenant-General Bravery arched his eyebrow and began his interrogation of his fellow officer. “The walls will only waste time and offer minimal protection,” his voice was thick with criticism, “it’ll just be better to build a fort or two, however,” Bravery lessen his criticism with a more agreeable tone, “your plan does have its merits Lieutenant-General Angelic Wisp. We should construct these walls to discourage passages that are difficult to defend. We must, without doubt, be sure that the walls will be worth the time. Thicken the walls with earth-made walls, solidify with bricks to add in stability, and the walls need to be more higher to prevent simple ladders from bypassing them.” He ended his addition to the idea Angelic Wisp had proposed with an affirmative nod. Listening closely, Princess Celestia looked at the two. “Thank you both, especially you Angelic Wisp, for getting us started in this discussion.” The two only bowed their heads respectfully. ---- Fortress Ike @, Colonel Tactical Precision was reading a classical novel from one of his most favorited authors. A story of pace, survival, tension, and most of all, excitement. If Mirrorshard had not announced his presence, there would had been a great success that Tactical Precision would had not noticed. However, the salutation from Mirrorshard and notified the colonel of a newcomer. “Ah,” Colonel Tactical Precision closed his book in a soft thump, “you must be the major that was suppose to be transferred here.” He let a welcoming smile. “It is good to see you have arrived in time.” Standing up, Colonel Tactical Precision saluted, “Welcome to Fortress Ike, I am Colonel Tactical Precision, head of this fortification.” Casting his hoof across the room in showcasing the entire fortress, Tactical Precision returned to his chair still smiling.

@@Alicorn Fluttershy,@, @@Gloomfury, @@Firehearted, @, @, @@dusk shade, @, "It is an ease to the heart to see more survivors!" Shouted the elderly captain joyfully at the sight of the survivors. He motioned for the survivors near him to make way to a stream not very far from him. The captain was an expert in surviving in the wilds. That is, to say the least, all of his crew knew. It was an important thing to a sailor on how to survive if their ship crashed. Anyone, to the eyes of the captain, that didn't know how to survive while being a long-time sailor will be a fool and will regret his or her decision. EVENTS: The sky was slowly darkening as the sun set. Slowly, one could see the faintest glimpse of stars and the moon arising from its slumber. This slow change of scenery will bring secrets this strange new land had kept in secret. Secrets that were lost for an uncountable amount of time and were only beginning to awaken from the disturbance of ponies. All fell silent in the normally loud forest, an unnatural change. Soft noises coming from deep within, from the illusionary peaceful nature.

@@dragon4111,@, (Be more patient people.) "Stand down soldier," Captain Artemis suddenly shouted, bearing her anger directly at the soldier's outburst, "you will be reprimanded." Then her anger let way as the rest of her squad rushed in with three newcomers. Words were exchanged of things in Doritha that required her attention. Deciding on the situation at hand, Captain Artemis finally spoke after listening to the newcomers and their hasty news, "Bring her along. There are more things we need to find out." ---- "You may healer," Lady Florence calmly replied as she stared at Glacies with curious emotions. Besides that, there was a tingling sense of excitement running its course in her veins and her emotions. This will certainly be the most interesting development in a long time for Praeses. Irony, of course, was not lost to Lady Florence. To have a dragon, a beast which Praeses views with disdain, help was most out of the norm. ---- The other forts had not know of the second victim's demise. Instead, they were more careful of their own part of land and awaited for the news the scouting party will hopefully return. Unless, that is of course, the scouting party suffered a terrible fate as the first silenced fort.

Princess Celestia @@Archi the Atmomancer, "It may be hard to accomplish," Princess Celestia replied as she stepped into the Military Council Chambers, "but I believe that it can be done, and it will be done dear Impetus." She was firm on her stance on keeping the two generals at her stead. "Thank you for holding the door." She gave a small thanks as she looked at the chamber and walked towards the center of the room. There, at the very center, was a giant oval table and a single high quality large map of Equestria sprawled proudly over the tabletop. Around the table were multiple seats, some where already taken by the higher-up commanders of the Solar Army. Giving a small smile and a nod for the bowing audience of the four Lieutenant-Generals, Princess Celestia commanded them to return to their seats. It was an oddly amusing sight to her to have ponies bow to her even after many years. Once in a while, she wished for the ponies around her to be more casual, less formal, and be themselves around her. It would certainly ease her up, but such things would never happen, even if she hound it in on them. Releasing her astray thoughts, Princess Celestia took a seat at a seat that was designated for her. ---- Not very far off from the Military Council Chambers were the two generals walking. Managing not to start a new show of colorful words, they walked alongside each other peacefully. Casting glares and mutters against one another with disdain and disgust. An unspoken ceasefire was signed by both parties during this walk towards the Military Council Chambers. Both of the two have rather large briefcases stuffed with tactics and suggestions. Many, one will note later on, will conflict with one another and only a few will ever truly agree with their counterparts. ---- Impenetrable Defense @, "We're mobilizing and are going to be shipped off to multiple areas in the Solar Empire," Impenetrable Defense replied cheerfully, "though exactly where we all are going to be sent. That is currently unknown with the high command being tight-lipped about such things." He shrugged his shoulders as he stated what he knew so far. There was not really many things he really knew that wasn't classified. A sad thing to many soldiers that were curious to know where they will be heading. There were many theories about exactly where, however, it seemed like only the officers really knew.

@@Alicorn Fluttershy,@, @@Gloomfury, @@Firehearted, @, @, @@dusk shade, The ship creaked some more as the damaged area of the hull were greeted by the waters, aiding in its downfall. Slowly, little by little, levels were filled to the brim with the beech waters... and ruined any valuables that water was capable of damaging. That included the supply level of the ship, which was soiled by the waters and anything useful were unceremoniously dumped into the waters and floated away from the beech. Besides that, any sleeping/unconscious survivors or injured ones were now, presumably, dead. Of course, our brave captain, his helmsman, and any survivors the two could save did not drown in said waters. They managed to escape by using teamwork and were not far away from the sinking ship. Luckily, the small NPC survivor group that was not far away from the other survivors had managed to salvage some crates of supplies. How on Equestria did they ever save such things in such a short span of time? That is a mystery that will remain a mystery forever. @, Just in time for waters to creep up from the flooring, a sledgehammer appeared. All pristine and looked like it was just brought out of the factory. Which it totally was. Funny enough, however, the Narrator failed to comment anything on the matter. He must surely be doing something else. ANYWAYS! Besides the sudden off-tracked sentences, there was a moderately damaged wall near the door that lead to the hallways. With three or four good whacks, a large escape hole can be made for a pony. NARRATOR: "Quite the skills you are showing there!" the Narrator exclaimed in utter excitement with the distant sound of popcorn munching far off from his voice, "I say, did you ever practice free-running? Because you could be one exceptional pony in doing that! Which makes no sense, as it requires a lot of "hands-on" areas, but I'm sure hooves will work the same. Now, here is one healthy hint for you so you don't join the sinking ship, there is a rope long enough to reach the beach from the ship. If one was to tie it to one of the railings and hopefully slide down and not suddenly realize it is impossible to grasp rope with hooves and slide down, you can get down there safely! Break a bone or two while you're at it! I heard it brings good luck!"

@, "That was standard procedure," one of the soldiers had decided to speak up. "One must always approach an unknown entity with caution to avoid any unnecessary consequences. Unless you are naive to think the best is to open one's arms and greet everything with friendliness." If anything, the soldiers, by every second, is getting far more disgusted at the insults thrown at their country. Childrens? The advances Praeses had made with the educational level far exceeds anything the barbaric folks that aren't in the folds of Praeses are capable of. The cave soon filled with noise as five soldiers and three new individuals rushed to meet Captain Artemis. They bare news of important development from Doritha. @, Glacies scoffed at that, as if it was an impossible thought that he'll betray the ones who aided him in his quest. Architect Arthur decided to speak, to aid Cassandra a little, "It is an accurate thought that we all share. After all, some folks are untrustworthy and must be viewed with distrust until proven right." He then bowed to Glacies to show respect and to confirm that he was not mocking him and treating him lowly. ---- The next few forts were better off in their attention and alertness. Deploying more soldiers to the walls instead of the barracks to aid in the defenses in order to ease the paranoia of each head. It was, without any doubt, the next few were going to be more heavier guarded than previously known to be.

Princess Celestia @@Archi the Atmomancer, "It is nothing to worry yourself over on," Princess Celestia replied reassuringly with a smile, "merely long ago thoughts that concerns... little of the current situation," her eyes briefly glanced at one of the stained glass windows showcasing the Mane Six using the Elements of Harmony on Nightmare Moon. The quick averting of her eyes was quick and undetectable unless one was expecting her to turn her attention to the stained glass windows. Princess Celestia's attention soon dawn to what Impetus had recently said of the two generals and their conflicting ways. Impetus' words certainly hold merit that, despite the entertaining show the two are capable of displaying ever so often, was a threat to the organization of the Solar Army. Yet, even at this, she was looking for some form of compromise. The two generals were unique amongst their ideological fields of war and dismissing one would be, to her, an unwanted effect. Dwelling on the thoughts, Princess Celestia nodded her head. "It is concerning with the conflicting views and the results they could create, but," her agreement ended their, "a compromise will be better. Having both generals working in sync will be a terrifying force and all we need is to make the two cordial with each other." Impenetrable Defense @, "I'm merely a stallion who wishes to aid in his country's defense in teams of dire need," Impenetrable Defense replied humbly before he continued, a hidden smile behind the imposing helmet of his, "and what better way than to enlist in the Solar Army? And even better, as an Aegis-type soldier?" He lifted his large shield and placed it far away and twirled it to face Comet. "With this great shield, I can protect my comrades in arms against attacks that may maim or kill them." Impenetrable Defense's voice turned more curious at the words of Comet's family, "You wish not to fight your brother in the open fields of war? That is, if he is in the NLR's army. It'll be a terrible thing if you ever have to fight him one on one." He shook his head at the thought. War ripped apart families. War made kinsmen fight against one another. To Impenetrable Defense's eyes, to fight one of your own family was one of the hardest things to do. To kill them? Unimaginable.

@, "That was a slip of tongue," Captain Artemis grind her teeth, "and pertained nothing to this topic besides showing that you are very impolite." She then motioned for a nearby soldier to depart to retrieve the soldiers that were outside the cave system. At that, the circle got even more smaller. (Short because no idea how to continue this mindless battering between two people.) @, Glacies narrowed his eyes at Cassandra in anger. "You dare to believe I will stab you all once your backs are turned?" he growled at the thought before continuing, "I will not. Take it as an acceptance." Lady Florence only eyed distrust at Glacies, but she nodded her head slowly in approval of what Cassandra was doing. ---- The lack of communication from the fort that was destroyed by a surprise attack was slowly disturbing the already paranoid minds of the heads of each fort. To ease or increase their paranoia, a small scouting force was formed to scout out what could had happened to the sudden cut-off of communication.

NARRATOR: @@Gloomfury, "Careful of the hallway around you, I suggest you to make haste without any delay. There is something wet abound. Something disturbingly disgusting, even more so than last year's Thanks Giving day," the voice seemed to shudder at that thought, "ughhh!" True to the voice's words, the hallway was wrecked more so than any other level. Being more closer to the area of impact, most doors and walls were crumbled and laid liberally around the hallways and any open areas. Even more terrifying was the ever creeping water that seemed to get higher and higher by every second. There was no doubt that in a few minutes or so, this level of the ship will be sank into the ocean... sea... beech water? Who knows? One better make haste to the upper levels, as there is something disturbingly disgusting happening. Gentle Secret Gentle Secret continued onwards through the rather large holes in the ship. Making sure to avoid any areas that may end up her laying there with broken bones and slowly dying off. Besides her interesting adventure of going towards what seemed to be the beech, as can be seen by the giant holes leading to said beech, Gentle Secret was munching on a granola bar she had found. NARRATOR: @, The voice was smirking, if that was even possible, as it continued on its explanations, "No worries my friend! It costs nothing, but simply patience. Horrifying cost right? That is terrible! Who even has this mysterious patience anymore?!" The voice paused for a rather annoying long time. "Now, get this, you need stuff to craft stuff! Who knew? I certainly didn't! I mean, I did not just totally tell you how this device works annnnnd I tell you something! Get a metal pipe and some wood and make a drill. Why on earth will you need one? Don't question the authority, that is why!" "Pffff! Clearly I am a ghost? Can't you see? Oh wait," the voice seemed to hold back a small chuckle, "you can't! Ahahahah, all jokes aside. It seems like you got a brain or... two for your smartasity of knowing how to use the device. I wouldn't know even if one being explained it to me! If I could, I'll give you a gold star right now. But alas, I cannot, and you will never get your gold star." At the end of the voice's either insulting or congratulating speech, the All-Creator warped in a new blank book with the disappearance of the old one. EVENT: @@Firehearted, @@Gloomfury, @, @@Alicorn Fluttershy, @, @@dusk shade, @, The ship started to groan and shifted downwards a couple of meters. It appears that it didn't want to lay on the beech and get a nice tan, and instead, it wants to go swimming. As such, it was slowly pushing the struggling lifeboat that was trying to stop its dream of swimming. If one don't get off the ship soon enough, they'll be at the bottom of the deep, dark, and cold ocean! So quickly survivors, pack up whatever you are doing, and head towards the nearest exit or make one as seen by one survivor... seriously, if you want to survive, do a Leeroy Jenkins out of the ship this instance.

NARRATOR: The voice appeared again, although this time, only in Hivemind's head. Like a slow introduction of his ever uplifting voice, he began, "That radar can help you detect lifeforms. That also means kittens! And you know what kittens do? They turn into flashlights! W-wait! I mean, they can turn into adorable cats. I-I'll be gone now! Tada!" The voice seemed to be embarrassed at the sudden mistakes and disappeared without further ado. NARRATOR: "Indeed that is a whatever you just call it watch! It is so swaggy," the voice paused for dramatic effect before continuing, "If you fiddle around a bit, it can turn into an awesome axe! Like, mess around with it. Right. Now." Then it disappeared again as it hobbled its disembodied voice to Snowy Meteor and began its again, rather ridiculous conversations, "Indeed ma'am! That is a transporter that knows unknown depths! Who knows is under it? A giant island made of chainsaws? Maybe even a beach filled with... KITTENS! Who knows? Maybe if you manage to turn it into a bag, jump into it. You might find an ancient society of skeletal figures that want to join you in an adventure to find an island made of chainsaws!" Gentle Secret @, Having managed to climb up the creaking stairs, which were oddly in fine condition, Gentle Secret continued her way to find an exit to this crashed ship. Looking around, she didn't exactly knew where to start off on finding an exit. However, it seems like luck had answered her call and a large noise not far away from her. Curious, Gentle Secret started moving there, increasing her pace as she saw large amounts of holes going in one particular direction. It appears that somepony had the idea of smashing his or her way through the hull of the ship to the outside. It'll be her best bet to follow the tracks, and so she did.