Rainbow Sparkle

Don't get me wrong I'm loving season 3 so far, but I can't help but feel that season 3 is sort of a step down from season 2... There really haven't been any memorable moments, the plots of the newer episodes have been painfully predictable, and for some reason it just seems a little watered down compared to season 2, almost like it's leaning more towards the little girl side (I know that is the targeted demographic)... I mean there have been some great episodes... "Sleepless in Ponyville" has to be one of my top 5 mlp episodes of all time, there have been tons of references to fan fiction (but kinda sad Derpy still hasn't made a legit appearance ), and the animation is improved... I thoroughly enjoyed each episode but imo I feel that season 2 episodes had a little more depth... What do you guys think?

Season 3 is not bad, in fact I've enjoyed it immensely. The problems here are multi-facing.

1-The long wait: We had to wait longer for Season 3 to come up, leaving many of us to get very high expectations or to otherwise assume that it had to be SUPER DUPER AWESOME for the wait to make any sense.

2-Fandom Material: Lets be honest and say that just about everything has been done by fanfic authors by now. It would probably take an entire think tank studying the fanfiction and fanart of the fandom a year just to come up with something completely original.

3-Comparison to the awesomness that was Season 2: Season 2 was really really good, and I think we'll likely be using it as the basis to judge future seasons, unless Season 3 surpasses it.

"Oh well there's nothing really to me, but the place I live trust me it's drives me bonkers," Draco said as he drank slowly. "Like this one time one of my customers unleashed  an army of parasprites onto Ponyville. Not fun for me because my home got destroyed,"

Jeeves quirks an eyebrow up at this. "Oh? You from Ponyville? Seems like half my clientele either hail from there or have spent a great deal of time there."

"An army of Parasprites? Not that sounds like a good starting point. Why don't you tell us all about it?"

As Jeeves says this, several other customers near where your sitting turn their attention to you, waiting to hear whatever adventures you've taken part in.

Draco crashed into a wall slightly "Ouch now where in the bloody blaze am I?" Draco asked aloud as he stood up. "First I was making a delivery, then I accidentally ran into a blue box which opened a portal to this inn. Well I kinda do need a break so yeah I'll stay here for abit" Draco said mostly to himself as he walked to the bar. "Uh a Hard cider please," Draco said as he ordered.

"Sure thing mister." Jeeves inclined his head to the red pegasus, taking a glass and pouring out some Apple Family hard cider. He passed it over to him and said "Here's your drink sonny. But it'll cost ya a story." He offers a charming smile as he adds "Since this is your first time though, it doesn't need to be anything big"

Oh... i see, well that's fine, at least you didn't get mad at me for not paying attention or something :X

Zhul? I'm not entirely certain whether or not this is sarcasm. If I came across as mad, i didn't mean to, as I wasn't mad, just annoyed.

Uh... I don't want to seem rude, but am I accepted? You never quoted me saying if I did or did not get in,

Oy...vey...*briefly rubs head then calms down*

There is no accepting or approving except for players who wish to play as a bar employee. Anyone who posts a link is free to then go and post in the RP thread. Only those who wish to play as a bar employee must be approved.

I dearly hope that is understandable. I'm not sure I can male it simpler, and this is not the first time I've said such.

Yes, I'm just a tad annoyed, I apologize, last night at work was rough.

Oh, is it too late for me to join this? I would like to apply with Somber Tones, the link is in my signature.

Applying, as it is, is simply saying your interested and posting your character link, or in this case pointing out that it's in your signature.

Other than that, again, excepting players wanting to play bar staff, there's nothing else to it.

Huh they are both cute PripyatPony. if this was mine then I would accept you but I'm not so yeah.*sighs slightly*

As I've stated previously, the only characters that have to really be accepted/approved are those who wish to play as an employee of the bar.

RP Thread will be up soon.

RP thread is up. Now give me a sec to give a brief layout of The Prancing Pony.

It has 3 floors above ground, and has...well, they've never really bothered to count how many floors below ground. Suffice it to say that the place is truly an anomaly in space time.

1st Floor-

-Main Lounge (includes a stage for performers)

-Gambling Hall

-Dance club

2nd Floor-

-Four Private Lounges

-Dress Club ( )

-Premium Guest Rooms

3rd Floor-

-Observatory+Bar

-Standard Guest rooms

-Locked and Barred Door that says "Do not open, Spirit of Chaos is napping"

B1-

-Dueling Arena

-Brewery

-Doorway leading to Prancing Pony Labrynth (for those feeling adventurous)

Link to OOC Topic: http://mlpforums.com/topic/40996-the-prancing-pony-tavern-based-social-rp/

Across the Multiverse of time and space, there is a place that exists in all places and yet seemingly nowhere. Those who know of it consider an anomaly in fabric of existence, and many have tried and failed to discover how it manages to work as it does. While none have succeeded in doing such, this has not stopped them from returning to this place of wonders.

What place do I speak of, you ask? Why, none other than the greatest and grandest Tavern in all of the cosmos-The Prancing Pony!

In the Prancing Pony, it does not matter which world you come from, what timeline you exist in, any and all who manage to find this famous refuge are welcome to come in and enjoy the wonderful food, mind boggling drinks, and the exotic entertainment from across the Multiverse!

Don't expect any of this to come cheap though! This tavern can't run just on the residual magic of the multiverse after all! (well it can, but that's beside the point) But don't let an empty purse let you down, the tavern's owner Jeeves is more than willing to exchange services for a story or two!

So come one, come all, and enjoy all that the Prancing Pony has to offer!

Warning-The  Prancing Pony is not liable for any paradoxes or time-space displacements visiting our fine establishment may cause. Side effects of visiting include possible visits from past or future selves, being turned into some strange minor eldritch abomination by the occassional visit from Discord, and a gratuitous desire to burst into song and inappropriate moments.

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Jeeves sighed as he carefully set a glass back down on the shelf, taking a moment to briefly observe the lounge as he did so. Time was always a fickle thing here in this magical place of his, and while he knew for a fact that it was nearly morning here, it was all sorts of different times everywhere else.

Still, there weren't many customers milling about. A few regular's sat here and there across the vast main lounge, and a table of seasoned veterans were going about sharing their own exploits in there worlds with a fresh visitor to the Prancing Pony. Otherwise though, it was rather quiet.

But his fine tuned senses told him that today was going to be interesting, and perhaps even the next week or so. He kept an eye on the door, awaiting the first of what he was sure would be many new customers.

OOC: Would anyone happen to know why it keeps doing that to the OOC thread link at the top? I've tried to fix it four times now...

Luna.

LUNA!!!


LUNA!!!!!!

I don't care if you think the episode was weak as heck. Princess Luna showed up, had more lines, played an important part in the episode, and her being the keeper of dreams has been made canon.

This. Episode. ROCKED!

However, I would like to bring up a thought that has occurred to me. You may harm me for bringing it up in five seconds after you've read this bit.

Have you noticed how each episode of the season so far seems to be showing things that at least some (or large) segments of the fans have been requesting? One could say that so far this entire season has been directed at appealing directly to bronies...

What is the point here? The point I have is...welll...the number of season episodes.

13 episodes, and we've gotten through six now. Seven left until Season 3 is over. Thus far, it seems this season is jam-packed with stuff to make bronies on the whole giddier than a foal after getting their cutie mark. Some fans are naturally worried about this season being shorter, and theories are flying. I'd simply like to point out that if Hasbro was going to stop the series that....well, this would be the way I'd do it. Pack a season with tons of stuff to appeal to its most ardent fans, enough to make them happy, then have an excellent season finale that leaves everyone at least...content, and then move on.

Personally, I highly doubt this, because from what I gather all signs seem to indicate we'll get more seasons, or at the very least that there is more ponies coming in some form after the end of Season 3. Nevertheless, it was a thought that occurred to me, and sense I don't like to thing about depressing things such as that on my lonesome, I decided to spread the potential misery

I can take over an employee position in the bar. I'm already getting a personality for the character worked out as I type this.

so what position are you aiming for character wise, or were you figuring a sort of jack of all trades employee?

Need at least two more characters ready to go before I start the RP thread.

I'd like to join? I'd need to set up my character first, but I'll wait until I know I'm accepted. I'm fairly new to the forum, but I've RPed before.

All anyone has to do if they're interested is just put up a link to their characters sheet in the database, and as for accepting, anyone's open to join, though if you wish to be an employee of the tavern you have to state such and I have to have a look at your character. Those are the only ones that really need "Approval"

I just need to know what characters will be appearing first before I go ahead and set up the RP thread.

I'm definitely interested, this RP sounds pretty awesome.

I will have my character ready when sign ups begin.

(Unless they already started )

 

And also... Can we be anything or just one of our characters from another role-play?

Sign ups are in this thread, and have started.

As long as its one of your characters from any Role Play here, yes. I thought about allowing characters from RP's from other sites, but the idea here is to keep it restricted primarily to the many worlds/versions of Equestria/MLP FIM universe.

Of course, if your intending to play an employee of the bar, than your free to create a new character. And I suppose you could make a character specifically for this RP...though I'd prefer that its characters already created for other RP's.

Heck yeah I'm in. I remember being in a similar RP on a different site many years ago and it was a blast. So yes, I am interested. 

I am interested indefinably. Now I just need to work out who to use in this situation. Sounds like fun.

Excellent! Now, for everyones knowledge, here be the owner of the bar, Jeeves.

http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/jeeves-r2068

Once we get two or three more people in I'll set up the RP thread.

Oh! And if anyone would like to play as an employee of the Tavern, just ask and we'll work something out. Can be a new character or one from another RP, doesn't matter to me.

Across the Multiverse of time and space, there is a place that exists in all places and yet seemingly nowhere. Those who know of it consider an anomaly in fabric of existence, and many have tried and failed to discover how it manages to work as it does. While none have succeeded in doing such, this has not stopped them from returning to this place of wonders.

What place do I speak of, you ask? Why, none other than the greatest and grandest Tavern in all of the cosmos-The Prancing Pony!

In the Prancing Pony, it does not matter which world you come from, what timeline you exist in, any and all who manage to find this famous refuge are welcome to come in and enjoy the wonderful food, mind boggling drinks, and the exotic entertainment from across the Multiverse!

Don't expect any of this to come cheap though! This tavern can't run just on the residual magic of the multiverse after all! (well it can, but that's beside the point) But don't let an empty purse let you down, the tavern's owner Jeeves is more than willing to exchange services for a story or two!

So come one, come all, and enjoy all that the Prancing Pony has to offer!

Warning-The  Prancing Pony is not liable for any paradoxes or time-space displacements visiting our fine establishment may cause. Side effects of visiting include possible visits from past or future selves, being turned into some strange minor eldritch abomination by the occassional visit from Discord, and a gratuitous desire to burst into song and inappropriate moments.

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So, the concept behind this idea is based off the Star Trek series of Novels called "The Captains Table" (link here) The biggest difference being that its visible only to Player Characters from various Roleplays. This is intended to be a largely social interaction Role Play, though fighting can occur between characters if they so desire (however, the Prancing Pony has explicit rules when it comes to fighting, so be careful.)

To join this RP, simply provide the character that you wish to enter the Tavern with, and just go on over to the RP thread (once I get it setup) and walk on in!

Now, the rules are going to be the following, besides the general rules that applies to all roleplays.

-Posts must reach at least 100 characters, though there is no max.

-If you wish for your character to fight someone else, you must first make a request here in this thread, and the opponent must accept your request. The challenge/fight can then be role played in the game thread.

-Romance stuff can occur, but must be dealt with in the same manner as fighting. Any Mature content stuff must also be placed in spoilers.

-If I come up with anything else that seems important, I will notify everyone.

So, anyone interested?

Ok looking at the episode, I can see some new canon things

 

Blood is now canon

 

There are other pony countries

 

I swear I missed something in here...

Where was their blood?

Trixie is bad at apologizing.So why did she even want the amulet anyways if she didn't want to be corrupt and get revenge on Twilight?

She probably didn't know the corruption part. Probably just heard "Most Powerful magical MacGuffin" and wanted it for her revenge.

Oh gosh... We knew Pinkie could break the 4th wall, but... NOW TWILIGHT HAS THE MAGIC TOO OMG WUT!!!

ITS SPREADING! THE END IS NEIGH!!

 

OK, where the buck did that apologetic Trixie come from?  Seriously, that came completely out of left field!!!  Other than that, the episode was fantastic! 

 

The amulet. It said so in the episode.

Saddle Arabia.  Arabian Horses.  WAT.

I now wish to see a Mongolian analogue in the series. FEAR THE HORDES!!!

THAT! WAS! AWESOME!!*proceeds to foam at the mouth in fangasms*

But props for thinking outside of the box, kinda surprised nopony's ever suggested this on the forums before.

Actually, it was my co-author who brought up the idea of them being rich. I'm just trying to figure out if that even made any sense.

I was just wondering if anyone could help me solve a bit of a conundrum I'm having. I'm writing a fanfic with the help of a Co-Author, who put forward the idea that the Apples are actually a very wealthy family in Equestria, and that perhaps they only pretend or seem poor for one reason or another. Season 1 certainly left us with the implications that times were hard for Applejacks portion of the family, but then Season 2 came and kinda took that and turned it on its head with the Zap Apples and Cider Season.

So, anyone have any thoughts? Are the Apples Rich, or are they poor?

http://www.fimfictio...questrian-Panic

For nearly a millenium, the population of Equestria has slowly been declining. For reasons not understood by Celestia or Luna, their ponies simply are not producing enough children. Twice now Celestia has attempted to solve this problem using a spell that transforms other sentient beings into ponies. Both times, it seemed to help for a generation or three, but after that the numbers would begin to drop again.

Another year has come, and the census report brings the annual reminder that the Equestrians are living on borrowed time. With her sisters help, Celestia hopes to find a way to save her ponies from the possibility of extinction within the next five hundred years. With some help from the Elements and her sister, Celestia thinks she has such a way. It is time once again to wield the Amniomorphic spell, and this time the targeted species is one not even of their world...

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Meanwhile, on Earth, the year is 2019. It's been two years since the Zombie War was officially declared over, and humanity is beginning to slowly rebuild itself from the devastation it faced in its conflict with the undead hordes. But the job is not done yet, for there are still white zones across the world, and the seas still hide an untold number of the walking dead.

But, as American President Elliot Martinson and the rest of the world is about to learn, zombies might be the least of their troubles...

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TCB Crossover with the World War Z Earth.

Leave whatever feelings you may have for TCB at the doorstep. This is not your everyday TCB fanfic.

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"Here's this year's census report your Majesty."

Celestia smiled at Golden Grain. "Thank you Minister, that will be all."

Golden Grain bowed and quickly exited her study as Celestia grudgingly hefted the roll of parchment with her magic. After many years of reading such reports, she had come to expect with each new report another reminder of the problem that was facing her little ponies, one that they didn't even realize existed. Sighing to herself, she unrolled the scroll and skimmed past the many trivial bits of information until she found what she was looking for.

Down again...what is it Celly, the nine hundred and seventy sixth year of such?

She grimaced as she tossed the parchment at her desk, turning and striding towards the spacious balcony that offered her a grand view of Canterlot and the surrounding countryside. She idly watched as her subjects went about their lives, unaware of a dilemma that was beginning to fiercely dominate their rulers mind.

“May I assume the news is not good Sister?”

Celestia turned her head as the sound of hoofsteps alerted her to the arrival of her sister. She offered her a weak smile as she asked “Good morning Luna. Did you enjoy your nap?”

Luna let out a very big and very un-royal like yawn before muttering “It was not long enough for my tastes…but that’s getting away from what I asked you.” Celestia turned her gaze back to the city below, not meeting the eyes of her sister as she asked “How bad is it this year sister?”

Knowing that dodging the question any further would only annoy her sister, Celestia pulled the report from her desk and allowed Luna’s magic to take hold of it as she scanned it. She could almost swear she could hear the cogs working in her sister’s mind as she did the math from the last few centuries figures and reached the same conclusion she had already reached four hundred years earlier.

“Is there nothing we can do? Is there something we haven’t considered, perhaps some spell…?”

Celestia was silent for a moment as she considered, recalling their previous attempts at solving this particular problem. “There is no other species here on our world we can attempt what we’ve done before. The few Griffons and Diamond Dogs left out there are not enough to help boost our growth rate, and even that’s not helped. Doneky’s and Changelings are immune to the spell, there aren’t enough buffalo for it to do any good, the Zebra's wont even let us come near them, and the spell has…unintended side affects with dragons.”

Luna looked down at the cityscape below, her own thoughts likely mirroring her own. A moment later though, her head whipped up, a spark of hope beginning to glimmer in her questioning eyes as she said “You said on our world…you’re not…”

Celestia was silent, taking her time thinking over the choice she had been contemplating ever since Luna had been redeemed and the Elements of Harmony restored to power. They would certainly have the power necessary to do it…but there were so many risks in trying it that she had wondered for a time if even considering it as an option was a good idea.

She could not do it on her own, and she would need the support of her sister if they were to try. Thusly, she decided to offer what insight she had gained from her research. Without realizing it, she began to pace as she spoke.

“I have found a world that offers us the possibility of solving that which weighs on our minds. Heavily populated by a species that values survival, and they are very innovative and creative. Using the spell on them might not just solve our current predicament; the contributions they could bring to our species are numerous.”

Luna quirked an eyebrow, “There is always a catch though…tell me sister, what is the price we may be for bringing them into our family?”

Luna waited with baited breath for the response Celestia would give. With a slow sigh, Celestia said “They are as violent and bloodthirsty as a Griffon, as greedy as a Dragon, and sneakier than a Changeling. And some of them are so stubborn it puts mules to shame. While they can act in harmony and do good, they have had many instances of darkness in their world.” She paused for a moment, seeming reluctant to speak further, but she finally added “I must admit that I have not viewed their world for some time…the last I looked in on them, they were a single mistake away from destroying their world.”

“How long ago was this? And how can you be sure they are even still around, if they were so close to oblivion?”

Celestia allowed a small smile to grace her muzzle as she replied “I am not as foolish as that dear Luna. I would have been alerted if they had made that final mistake and I have yet to receive such.”

Now Luna was silent, and the two sisters returned to watching their subjects for a time. The silence could not last forever though, and it was Luna who broke the silence.

“Do you think it is our best option?”

Celestia had been thinking about this decision for some time. She had been hoping that it would not come to this, that she would not have to once again place the survival of her species over that of another. But this problem was not going away despite their best efforts. One way or another, they needed to do something drastic soon though, or else it would no longer be easy to hide.

The time for decision was now. And Celestia made her choice.

“Yes, yes I do.”

~*~

“Set the charge Lt.”

Lt. Chris Jameson nodded as he plied the controls, manipulating the robotic arm that was holding a primed depth charge above a swarming mob of Z’s. Their movement churned up a swirling mess of sand and debris from the seabed of the Pacific, obscuring some of them and casting an eerie glow on the rest as the sub’s search light kept them in the crew’s line of vision.

Once he had it properly set, Jameson allowed the claw to release the charge, which slowly floated down to settle amongst the clawing arms of the hungry monsters. He was very glad they couldn’t hear the moans and groans of the Z’s beneath them as they scratched futilely at the bomb just that would sent them back to the grave.

“Charge set Commander, awaiting orders.”

Larry Okeer, commander of the UZH-471 nodded and barked out an order to the helmsman, Ensign Maria Kennington. Soon enough, the small submersible was backing away from the horde that had been gathered, moving as silently as possible as it neared the safety zone for the detonation. A few of the Z’s turned and started to slog after them, but most of them retained their attention on the charge.

Oh well, the stragglers will be turned to corpses just as much as the rest. Jameson thought to himself as he waited for the order. The seconds ticked by, until Kennington said “At optimal distance Commander.”

“Good. Alright, you know the drill folks, brace yourselves for shockwaves, and keep an eye on the Z’s. Jameson, do it.”

Time to visit Lucifer motherfucker, Jameson thought as he flicked the switch. The depth charge went off, sending out a crushing shockwave that crushed the Z’s closest to the center, while it sent some of the others flying. The shockwaves that followed the initial one made certain that those few Z’s that survived the first one wouldn’t ‘live’ for long.

“Bring us back in, let’s see if any Z’s are still alive.”

They closed back in, taking in the destruction for several minutes as their search lights swept the corpses. The few signs of movement were quickly dealt with by the sub’s robotic claw, or the Squisher as many sub crews had started calling it. Once they were certain that the horde had been dealt with, Commander Okeer sent word topside that the mission was a success.

“Good job 471, you can head on back up, we’ve cleaned up this grid. We’ll start with the next grid tomorrow.”

“Roger Nixon, we’ll see ya topside.” Okeer replied before closing the channel. He looked at us for a moment and then asked “Well? What are you all waiting for? I want to get outta this tin can asap!”

“Aye aye!”

The next few minutes were quiet as we brought the sub up. Despite the fact that none of the Z’s could get inside the ship, and none of them had a chance to latch on, it still messed with his head whenever he saw the things. A few good hours of Battletoads on his brothers old GB and some sleep to unwind and forget about the Z’s he had to deal with every day, and he’d be good to go tomorrow morning.

“Breaching the surface in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…we’re topside Commander.”

The UZH-471 rose out of the water and made an 180 degree turn, pulling their home away from home into sight; The USS Nixon, the third ship of the Yonker’s class submarine carriers, with its pen doors already opening up to accept them.

“Alright Ensign, just take her in nice and-”

Okeer paused, then scratched his head in confusion, his eyes blinking rapidly. After a moment, he turned and asked “Is it just me, or did it get darker in here?”

“Huh, now that you mention it, it does seem a bit dimmer in here…” Jamesone said as he closed his own eyes, opening them to find that the dimness hadn’t faded. “The generator reads full power, nothing wrong there.”

Kennington looked as confused as the both of them, but that wasn’t all. “Are either of you feeling dizzy? It almost feels like there’s a buzzing in my head.”

“I feel it too.” Okeer stated as he rubbed his temple. “I think we’ve been doing this for too long, its finally getting to our heads. I say a week, no, a month off sub duty, and weekly meetings with the ship’s shrink. Maybe a nice vacation in the Rockies while I’m-”

Commander Okeer didn’t get to finish the sentence, as the viewport was suddenly filled with an intense, bright light. The light intensified, and the three of them were forced to shield their eyes to keep from being blinded.

“Jesus sweet Christ, did someone set off a nuke?” Commander Okeer yelped in surprise. Jameson had to admit, the thought had briefly crossed his mind, but he didn’t want to be the one to suggest it. Actually, he was too busy saying some final prayers to god, fully expecting to be nothing but a radioactive hunk of metal headed for the ocean floor.

Instead, the light slowly began to fade, and when Jameson dared to lower his hands and open his eyes, he was not confronted with the sight of a mushroom cloud rising from the ocean. Instead he was greeted with the sight of what looked like a nearly translucent pink wall, which extended above the water for what looked like six or seven miles into the sky. It was then that he noticed it was less a wall and more part of a dome. He also noticed that they seemed to be sitting almost on top of the thing, and that it even went down into the depths below.

“Jameson, please tell me those brownies you made were the ‘special’ kind.” Okeer murmured, drawing Jameson’s attention away from the barrier and towards his CO.

“Guh, no, why would you even suggest something like that Larry? You know I don’t do drugs, and I don’t make stoner brownies.”

Okeer didn’t even glance at him, his eyes focused on something outside the sub. His only response was to ask “Then do you mind explaining why the hell I'm seeing a six foot tall flying unicorn out there?”

Jameson looked in the direction his CO was pointing, and sure enough, there, floating above the water, was a midnight blue unicorn with wings, and a flowing mane that looked like it was made of stars.

There was only one thing Jameson could say to that.

“Huh, how’d I miss that?”

~*~

A craving. A strong, unending hunger for live flesh.

The creature turned its malformed and decaying head one way and then another, seeing nothing of interest. It slowly began to move northward, not out of any particular reason, the virus seething inside it simply deciding to go somewhere to find more flesh to infect, more flesh to feed on.

Then, a flash of light, and a strange feeling washes over the creature. It knows this is not natural light, and it knows that where unnatural light is there is flesh waiting to be devoured. It raises one arm forward, stretching out as it releases a hungry moan.

For a brief moment, the creature feels resistance against its movement. This is something different than the water, but the creature is undeterred. It continues to stagger forward, until finally the resistance fades.

Somehow, the virus knows that it has passed an important threshold. It knows that if it goes forward, it will find things that are tasty.

It lets out another moan, and soon, all across the southern Pacific, the monsters stir.

It is time to feed.

 

 

Dear god man! That would cause more initial panic then the ponies appearing out of nowhere,there it would be udder chaos.

Religious people would be screaming it was the end of days, every shop would end up looted and riots. Hah and then when the magical ponies formed a bridge even more panic would rise!

But hay, it could go either way, the Government could either wanna start fighting (apparently in defence) or try to understand the them, and throw us all, both human and pony alike into a new golden age, they get technology and we get magic. win win

 

I was just throwing out suggestions. And as much as that image makes Mars (actually, that doesn't even look like mars) close to Earth, there would be no real reason to panic (considering that Earth and Mars are definitively distant from each other). The first people to notice anything at all would be NASA and other space agencies, as well as astronomers. Then the government would learn, and would do its damn best to conceal the knowledge that the Red planet has suddenly been replaced with an Earth like (or since my theory is that Equestria is on an alternate Earth, a world that resembles Earth almost to a T) planetoid (said governments would, in the Information Age we live in, fail utterly)

As for attacking, theoretically only Equestria would be able to do that, and technically it'd only be Celestia and Luna who would be able to do that. We don't have the tech to launch any sort of invasion of a theoretical Equestria that replaced mars.

Going purely by the OP title, in the case that they are invading us, we will do what we always do when attacked. Fight back.

Now, in the case of Equestria either appearing in our world, or a portal of some sort opening up to link our worlds, or maybe mars gets replaced by Equestria, doesn't really matter how (the difference only being how we go about meeting them and being able to do anything to or with them) It would be...a very thin tightrope. If the ponies clearly appeared to be friendly and peaceful, most people probably wouldn't react horribly to them.

I was just wondering, is anyone here on MLP Forums currently at Canterlot Gardens? I'm there myself, and it'd be pretty cool to meetup with anyone from here that's at the Convention.

Does anyone here have, or happen to know where I can find, some tutorials on how to draw Griffons in the FIM style? I'm wanting to try my hands at them for a bit instead of trying to draw ponies.

I heard about this when I read Applejack's Bar, the author said the typo part of this story is inspired by this! Seems interesting!

 

yeah, I think it was a typo in chapter 3 or 4 that got that story written. I was actually amazed that all it took was a typo in a story of mine to get such an interesting concept written.