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@Blitz Boom (Spectra) Spectra nodded to that assessment. "My concern with that would be the ones you worked with having word that you and I showed up, then word getting out about that we would be in Troy. Would potentially risk word getting out about the place, allowing others to find us. My identity and my connections need to be hidden." Spectra said, and eventually they would see something that would be of concern to them. The structure that had been built over the river had been something that was out of place. Looking closely, much to Spectra's surprise - was the construct. It were clearly unmistakeable. Spectra would slow down the raft and stop right next to it. It would be unlikely that the Construct would be able to tell that this was her - given the different body and all. "I am not sure you recognize me, but I recognize you. I was the one who brought you into my lair. There was an incident that occurred there - leading to its destruction. By chance, we meet again. I am your owner." Spectra would say to it - hoping that it would recognize her authority here. This could go multiple ways. Either, Spectra could stand to benefit from the Construct - or it could hinder her. It remains to be seen. ============================================================================== (Spoiled Rich) Spoiled Rich was satisfied with Legal Jargon's statement about the two individuals here. Of the two, Clayton Quartz would be preferred. Her Estate had been constructed by Clayton Quartz, no doubt something that Clayton had not expected the result of. Probably wasn't his fault though in the end - as it was due to the actions of the villain that her Estate had met its unfortunate end. "Very well. Of the requirements I would need - I will say this. Would want a taller fence around the premise to keep out unwanted intruders. The Estate that I previously had, as you no doubt remember - I took many painstaking hours to decide where I wanted the rooms. Now that it has been many years since it was constructed, there were a few things that I would modify. A large skylight in the living room. Master bedroom to be larger and more ornate - with the finest wood trim and a luxurious bathroom. The outdoor pool would need to be re-added as well. From what you say, the whole Estate itself was destroyed and left vacant. It will need to be rebuilt. Exactly as it was, but with a few minor modifications." Spoiled Rich stated to him and was satisfied with that explanation. Legal Jargon had access to those blueprints and the resources he needed to contact that, it were something that Spoiled Rich made sure to keep archived for rare situations. As rare of a situation as this was, at least Spoiled Rich had enough foresight to see the potential of something of this sort occurring. Spoiled Rich would narrow her eyes more upon Filthy Rich being spoken of. So the two of them were alive and well, in the same place they lived. Spoiled Rich could work with that. There was a matter she needed to address. "So I've known that Goldie was killed by a barbarian Changeling around a year before this situation occured, and from the sound of it, Filthy Rich was rumored to have wanted to speak to the Changeling? I know that Goldie was to put it one way, an egregious sort, but a Changeling being put into the equation is another matter entirely. Lest you forget that they invaded Equestria, destroyed many homes, some of my...Golf Courses if I remember correctly, that I had to sell off because of the damage they did. Changelings are to not be welcome in my sights, especially not around my family." she said, her eyes starting to burn with fury, though not directed at Legal Jargon - but the mere thought of Changelings potentially being involved made her blood boil. "The new one should have one of its own. In Ponyville, I would like a bomb shelter to be built within the basement of the one in Ponyville. I don't care if you have to send in the workers to tear that mansion apart as a welcome home surprise from me, I need it done. A Bomb Shelter, meaning, the best that Clayton can muster. I want my family to be able to survive a direct assault on the Estate without a single hair off of my back." Spoiled Rich stated, it was more of a demand if anything. Likely would be something be able to be covered by her investment funds - she had deep pockets. This was no brainer. The rebuilding of her Estate in Canterlot could likely be mostly covered by the sheer criminal nature of it - and her insurance. "For now though, a trip to the usual spa will do some to ease my senses. New outfit would be nice. You know the details for that. Same style, slight refinement. I don't want a word getting out that I was walking among Canterlot looking like this, so we'll take the quick route there - I'll relax a bit, you handle what I said to you here and we'll meet back after the hour has passed, then you will make arrangements to find my family and inform them of my return." Spoiled Rich raised her snout in the air, ready to head off to Gold Needle Boutique. ====================================================================== (Treasure) There wasn't much else to the painting. It seemed that it was simply a painting and nothing more. The coins however, proved to be most interesting. A lot of them had markings on them that indicated non-equestrian origins. Some of them had draconic markings to them, others Griffon, and there were others that were not readily discernible. It was enough proof that Spectra had either traveled that far to steal them, or stole them from others who did. There was also a large, golden book sitting on the table next to this - with a rather large lock on it. It was one of Starswirl the Bearded's books. From the looks of it, it was very well preserved but seemed to have been unopened for quite sometime. At least this were among the scores of precious materials such as tables and chairs entirely made out of platinum, crowns of various Griffon Monarchs that were stolen in the past, as well as a unique sword that belonged to one of the high ranking Equestrian families - the Silvers, as indicated by the style of the sword itself.

@Skylight Scintillate @CocoCody Magnolia would introduce herself to Lemon Hearts as she came into the room - evidently Lemon Hearts was another friend of Twilight's and Magnolia would Minuette explain what was going on here and that she is related to Twilight. Magnolia shook her head at both of their questions. "Neither. Pure shadow. I can transform my body itself into shadow and move around within shadows, like, swim within them. It's hard to explain, but it's something I found a natural affinity to, for some reason." Magnolia stated, as she looked over to Starlight - currently unsure of what to think of her story and what she wanted to do.

It is likely that what I write here will have a very small viewership. An even smaller number of those interested enough to comment. What I read tonight was enough to make me cry, because it's something so unbelievably wholesome yet very deep. https://www.fimfiction.net/story/122674/snowy-night For as short as this story was, it's a lot to unpack. Snowdrop created the first winter, every snowflake she touched with her hooves and had a hand in making. The winter was her way of immortalizing her existence, so that she would always be with her friend Luna - who became Nightmare Moon. Luna believed she would never see Snowdrop again, because Snowdrop passed away over 1000 years ago. Her family line continues on into Fluttershy and Derpy. Snowdrop is blind, yes, but has a sense of hearing far beyond every other pony. The pony who loved Luna's night the most, couldn't see the stars, but hear them. Luna wished upon the snow to see her friend one last time, and in her dreams, it happens. Snowdrop's blindness is gone in the dream, but it's actually her. Snowdrop then tells Luna that all the snow in the world is recycled and re-used for the next snow season. At the end of it all, they see each other one last time. Despite this, Snowdrop is inferred upon to have access to some deeper level of magic that neither Celestia or Luna know about. After all, Snowdrop changed the face of the world so drastically in her actions, she can do the impossible. Despite that, the Impossible has it's limits. Snowdrop is alive in every snow that comes. Snowdrop as a character takes me to a time where I was fully innocent, and also something deeper within myself I can't quite explain. Snowdrop has always meant a lot to me, and will forever be in my heart as my favorite fan created OC in the fandom. It is something so sacred I can't quite put into words.

I build a thorium reactor.

@CocoCody @Skylight Scintillate "Yeah, we literally just found out at the Canterlot Census Office and then came straight here after that. Both of us have quite a lot of questions we need to ask our parents," Twilight explained. "Oh I see," Minuette replied. "Well that's cool that you're into magic. If you ever want to do magic together, I'm sure my friends and I would be willing to help. That is, as long as it isn't something evil like trying to remove cutie marks or something..." Minuette laughed. Twilight stared at Minuette, shocked that she would mention this, but if Minuette knew about Starlight, she was very good at playing it off as she sipped her tea casually. Magnolia laughed at Minuette's statement. "Well, my magic allows me to be pretty stealthy." she said, and her horn flashed black for a second and her body suddenly evaporated into a black mist and appeared behind Minuette - of which Magnolia gave her a gentle boop on the back of her head. "Shadows are everywhere, that's my specialty." Magnolia said with a hint of pride in her words. Magnolia looked over to Starlight, thinking that she had answered this question by doing her demonstration of her ability to the rest of them here. She was satisfied with what she had shown here so far.

@Blitz Boom (Spectra) As time would go on, perhaps Yuma would slowly begin to feel how Spectra is feeling, and vice versa. It were not to that point just yet of course. Perhaps in the far future they would be able to exchange thoughts between each other. Their souls were one. The more time that went on the more true that would be. Perhaps even to the afterlife itself, with how strongly they had been bonded closely. At least Yuma was spared of this disturbing scene before them as they sailed on past it, thankfully not getting caught up in it. Of course, such a sight as bleak as this had Spectra slightly concerned. For such a mare as her, there were a few things that could bother her - such as the waste of lives in pointless rituals and mutilating of the pony form. Ponies were meant to be perfect and strong. Either to be used for magical batteries or as loyal followers. A pile of corpses and disfigured remains did nothing to service her - and only disgusted her from the larger picture. Of course, being who she were, she were someone who completely disregarded all the damage she's done to everyone's lives around her. Spectra was always right, after all. Nothing would change that. Not the world. Not fate. Not Operata. Nobody - she was objectively correct in everything she does. When it was told about this place, Spectra would listen closely. Such a thing made sense as to why it was never spoke about elsewhere - because only those who lived in the town could see it. Spectra was of course thankful they weren't snatched up. If they were, Spectra was certain she would be capable of destroying that place. Even still, the idea of going on a bombing run over the area crossed her mind as something to do at some point in the distant future. There were more important things than this. Perhaps Fae Glider really was the one behind it all, since it seemed like from the way that the Zebra had spoken of this event was something that happened after someone who had run things had vanished. Or maybe it was Thriceborne? The one who had taken sacrifices before, and would probably do so again? Either way, Spectra had to bet that either of the two of them were connected at some point. With those idle thoughts running through her mind, she would have given him a parting nod as they'd head off - likely not seeing him again as their paths were going in the opposite direction. Spectra surpressed a chuckle at his question there. "Of course they will be, because I have some knowledge that would help them in their current war against Equestria, if they would be happy to provide a decent price for it. Asylum. Protection. Of course, I'm not going to tell them the full story about our being there. And you'd best come up with an alternate identity for yourself so nobody rats you out." Spectra would suggest to him as they made their way along. To contrast, Spectra sounded like she were happy and giddy - a stark opposition to how Operata was currently feeling. ============================================================================== (Spoiled Rich) Spoiled Rich would look to him, while she was a bit of a mess - completely out of her element with her mane a quite honest mess. Legal Jargon had never seen her this bad before - not even during the moments where she would fret over her daughter's occasional failures in school or during her own meetings with high class business folk from across the country. Spoiled Rich did not hesitate and marched forward, answering the keyword on the stone perfectly - proving that without a doubt, it was her. The magical artifacts that they had set up specifically incase of some freak accidents like this occurring - had come in handy for the one and hopefully only time this happened. Spoiled Rich seemed to calm down slightly upon taking in his words with a stoic expression. "First things first - nullifying my declaration of being deceased. Building a new estate, all that, of course that's important. I am already thinking over exact specifications for what I am seeking. Obviously if the first one can burn down so easily, than the second will be built to not meet the same fate." Spoiled Rich said in a sly manner as she would step forward. Legal Jargon always proved his value to her. It's the reason why she kept him around for as long as he had. While he had likely had other clients in the time that she was gone, she knew he could be counted upon. "It is good to know the market has improved since before all this had happened. Seems as if my diversified investments have done their dues. I can't complain about that, and it is good to know that at least one thing is in order. I will need to know a few things. My family. Filthy Rich. Diamond Tiara, my daughter. If they've moved on from me and gone to find another mare to play my role, I am going to need to know that as well as what has happened to the property, so I may take proper action. Everything hinges on that. Filthy Rich, he better not have gotten back with his ex-wife...I swear, if that's the case I'm going to throw a fit." Spoiled Rich almost looked like she was going to go into a shouting match at that with her snout crumpling a she held herself back with a wavering sigh. "Now, the guards I was with seemed pretty concerned. When I was released, there were hundreds of individuals trapped like me. Hundreds. Of course, we are going to look into that and see if we can wrangle any knowledge we can from it - but from how things stand now, I am worried about the possibility we are heading into a full scale war. With someone so dangerous, I remember how Tirek came and nearly destroyed Ponyville, knocked the roof off the Estate and everything! But this individual? Burned it all down, pursuing many individuals in secret, without anyone doing anything about it - do you have any idea how dangerous that is? To think they are still at large. Of course the Estate is important, of course it is, we are going forward with that based on what you tell me, but I am going to put forth a contingency plan." Spoiled Rich said, her two front hooves hitting the other as she thought deeply. "To put it simply, I recall how during the Tirek incident all the ponies in Ponyville stayed inside and were told to board up their windows. Now, such a thing is great and all, but we are dealing with something more dangerous than that, this time around. I am talking about building a Bomb Shelter, I believe it is called?" ====================================================================== (Treasure) The two of them were alone in the silence of the cabin. There were no prying guards within the place - nor any distracting elements. Of course there were likely guards outside, doing their duty, but the fact of the matter is, the two of them had their task ahead of them. A task it certainly was. There was a massive amount of items here to go through, but the large painting stuck out like a sore thumb. They had seen it before, but with the proper time they would see it in full glory. It was that of Prince Triton and his father, King Neptune. Both of them Alicorns from an ancient dynasty that once ruled Arcadia, long before Equestria's time. It showed a long procession of ponies, with Triton with some sort of golden highlights on his armor. His father was resting a crown upon his head, the whole mood was something of a "once in a lifetime" event. It was likely something involving a coronation event. Not much was really known about these times in history, thanks to artifacts like these being lost to time, or stolen. How this related to Spectra, was as of yet unclear. Before them, was something that would make both of them able to live out a retirement many would dream of - with how much this piece was worth. Could very well be an original work, if properly confirmed. It likely belonged in a museum under heaviest guard, if that would be proven true.

@Skylight Scintillate Lazulia looked to the fillies and Skylight and smiled nervously. "I don't think I am good at it - but it's also kinda fun at the same time?" she asked, as if trying to phrase her words correctly. Lazulia would then look at Scootaloo. "Oh! That's just what happens when a Crystal Pony sits in the right angle with the sun. Maybe it would be good for birthday parties or something..." she thought innocently.

@Samurai Equine @Victoria Everglade @Skylight Scintillate Collapse would follow along into the store, giggling at how she had been called cute by Evelyn. Collapse knew she was cute, tried to act cute - and tried to get others to call her cute. She was indeed, a yellow happy mare and wanted the world to see it. Upon entering into the Music Store she would greet Carmel and take note of the place - hoping she could also meet Suri sometime.

@Catpone Cerberus Opaline didn't seem to like the close proximity of Cinder and Noctuna to her, but didn't say anything about it for the moment as they would enter into the library. The guards and others looking over at them all the time was something she expected but she didn't have to like it. Opaline much preferred to be alone whenever possible, because it was a lot simpler to handle and there were no other opinions to take into consideration other than her own. Part of the reason why she thought the only opinion that mattered was her own, others opinions only mattered to her when Opaline herself was in danger of their power. Opaline was in that position at the moment. While she was an Alicorn - of which she had all three parts of the pony races within her ability set, the Unicorn aspect of being an Alicorn is what she leaned into the most. Opaline would begin looking through the sections here, noticing how things had been organized. Unicorns and Pegasi were listed in the same place as wolves and snakes, which spoke a lot about what the Earth ponies thought of them. This was all something Opaline liked by design, with it being impossible for the 3 races to work together - it made her also think she didn't like being on the receiving end of what she wanted to create. As she was looking through the books, if Cinder or Noctuna looked at her - she was deep in thought. Specifically, she was thinking about what she actually wanted going forward. Getting her magic back, yes, but what then? The playing board had already been put into play, and so far it seemed that her enemies were not known in this world - not that they didn't exist. If she was able to confirm that they didn't exist, than what would she do with herself then? Would taking it all over even be worth it? Part of her thought no, and would rather spend that time becoming as dangerous as possible in the off chance that her enemies did somehow track her here. But if they did, they would have likely ended up in the magic deadzone where her castle was, wouldn't they not? So many unanswered questions. With that in mind, she'd take a look to see what kind of history the Earth ponies kept for themselves.

@Catpone Cerberus Up until this point Sombra had made no indication that he was capable of using any other magic other than his shadow magic. There would be no words from him as the dark crystals moved in on Flint, not even trying to just hold her in place - but rapidly sharpening like blades in an attempt to do severe damage to her limbs. It was at that moment, the amulet he had would glow a combination of white and blue. He had not much experience with his water and light magic that he had gotten from one of the amulets he and Una managed to steal earlier on, but he wanted to see if there was something he could do with it. Suddenly all around Flint would be a bright white flash as water started to shoot out of the crystals in all directions around her. Sombra was attempting to focus the water into fine, highly pressured streams but appeared to have been having some difficulties. Despite that, in a few seconds water had been shooting at Flint in a highly pressurized fashion, as if Sombra was trying to cut into her with it, as well as trying the black crystals to use as blades to cut into, and restrain her as much as possible, while keeping the flashing lights going, moving in the flashing lights towards her eyes to try to stun or confuse her.

https://www.fimfiction.net/story/383493/diminishing-returns --- Was feeling rather motivated to read another one in the series so I read through it last night and earlier today. Have to say, the author of these really knows how to write these characters. Most people have the impression that Spoiled Rich is some evil self absorbed pony who wants more wealth than she can get. This simply isn't true. Look at her cutie mark. A wedding ring. It is logical to think that her job is planning weddings, and after the many years of not being able to find love herself, she is desperate - finding Filthy Rich like in "Diminishing" Returns. Golden Glitter isn't a good mother, something happened with her and Filthy Rich, of which Golden Glitter is clearly in the wrong. Diamond got hurt due to her negligence and at this rate, Spoiled is acting more like a mother than Golden ever did, but because Diamond is young and impressionable she is really attached to Golden Glitter. Spoiled clearly doesn't know much about cooking, but she's trying her best, if she was an all self absorbed pony she'd just sit around all day and bark orders. But no, she's doing her best to try to learn within her skillset. She genuinely cares about Diamond's success but doesn't really seem to see the bigger picture about getting a playground for the foals. The Silver Standard is from Silver Spoon's perspective, but a long family line like that has lasted for as long as it did because of their ruthlessness, of which their reputation is probably deserved - such as Silver Shill not being allowed to marry someone he loved because of family traditions, and Spoiled fears that Silver is just like that, but also doesn't understand that Silver is just a filly. Spoiled sets extremely high standards for herself even when making something for the first time. I have to say that this little universe has the best way of design and layout for these characters, if other stories are just like "Spoiled Rich, Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara are evil bad ponies!" then I won't even take the time to consider even reading them. There has to be nuance, and this really plays on that angle quite well. Filthy Rich doesn't seem to be able to set limits, which is what Spoiled does, because she cares. I have a soft spot for characters like this, even more so than the Mane 6 or actual plots in the show, because that is well treaded ground, this is something completely new and not looked into. I wouldn't say that Filthy Rich is a particularly good parent, but he cares, perhaps not to the point to where he knows what to do in certain situations.

I build a coal mine.

I build a deer hunting shack

I build a scrapyard.

I build a large parking garage.

@CocoCody @Skylight Scintillate Magnolia sat next to Twilight as she would take some of the tea and macarons, helping herself to them as she observed Minuette cuddling Twilight. Magnolia would blush ever so slightly. Twilight was fluffy...so was she. Magnolia thought it was something that ran in the family after all. Perhaps the more observant would notice how fluffy Magnolia was. "I came here to prove that I was related to Twilight and happened to stumble across her." Magnolia said, and would think about what Twilight said. "We sure have a lot of catching up to do, don't we?" Magnolia asked, shifting about on the couch a bit as she sipped her tea. Her tail was in the light a bit, illuminated for all the other ponies here to see in it's fluffy blue-ness. "Long story short, I grew up in an orphanage here...the foals weren't treated very well and when I grew a bit older, I struck out on my own and got my cutie mark. I then traveled on my own and studied magic on my own terms, and have been searching for who I really am for all these years - only really finding it out recently." Magnolia said simply. Magnolia looked over at Starlight, raising an eyebrow. "I am not...against it, but considering what you said earlier - I would say it is too early to tell if I want that with you." she said in a plain tone, not wanting Starlight to misunderstand her.