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genessee · June 12, 2017

Lance peeked his head over the counter as he grabbed hold of the jug, and got what one might relate to a feeling of utter doom. Think walking past a pack of sleeping timberwolves in a forest in autumn. One misstep and you're dead. I have to think about what I do next carefully. Lance slowly moved away from the counter, wielding the jug, and made his way over to Null. He made sure to make some noise to signify he was coming closer so he wouldn't catch her off guard, but not enough to be considered loud and annoying. He finally, after what seemed like an eternity, got besides Null, and he offered the jug to her.

"Would you like to?"

If she declined, he knew it would be certain death if he had to pour it himself.

dragon4111 · June 12, 2017

@Widdershins @Blitz Boom

"And yet you can't do anything should I try and take control," Ancalagon stated simply as he looked at her. "I can feel a change in the winds," Ancalagon said as he began to pace. He was growling. His instincts told him something was coming. It was almost time for war one that would probably would change the history of Equestria. Ever since the war of the old dragons has he ever felt this young. How vibrant his old scales shown. His hind claws digging into the dirt.

Foxy Socks · June 12, 2017

@Twilight-Shimmer @Blitz Boom

"Well... That's just her personality. I don't know much about phoenixes, but would love to learn more." Foxy doubted Anomaly wanted any serious response, but Foxy was too tired to do anything much. "Perhaps keeping a safe distance for now is alright, I don't even know what she thinks of me," Foxy said looking at the bright red feathers in the other direction.

Foxy noticed she was right behind the pony at the front of the line.

Sekel · June 12, 2017

@Blitz Boom, @Widdershins

"You're not overthinking Ponyville crazy. It usually gets crazier than this," Dawn shrugged and placed the bolt back on the table between them. She fluffed her wings to stretch them out and rubbed her face before trying to smother a yawn.

Widdershins · June 13, 2017

@Blitz Boom& @genessee

A few steps away from where the other two ponies stand over Void in their attempts to waken her up, the sharp, but slight gnawing does somewhat aid in wakening Ambie from his own panicked black-out. Not enough yet to fully awaken & his eyes still closed, but slight, quiet groans can be heard, something along the lines of: "Urgh... wh-what happened?..."

B.B & @Dji

The minuscule bolt seems to glint irregardless of what it's pointed at or the amount of light nearby, something about the unnatural shininess to it would imply that no amount of scuffing or buffing could ever tarnish or reduce its sheen. While otherwise completely irremarkable or responsive to anything going on around it, something about it seems to indicate that it ought be shown to some dra-... somebeing that might know a thing or two about metallurgy. But no hurry there, it's not going anywhere. After all, it's not like bolts can talk or anything.

B.B, & @Twilight-Shimmer

As the fledgling Phoenix absconds with its prize, the small box under its claws dejectedly resigns itself to its fate. From the small glass dome covering the heavily-lidded eyeball a sigh escapes in a tone heavily suggesting that whatever tiny being exists inside has been through nearly enough already to no longer care what happens to it.

"Great... A Lesser Firebird. Possibility of it supplying enough suitable flames to cause incineration towards my wooden case is likewise negatable. Flame sacs in avians tend to be sufficiently underdeveloped in lieu of aiding lung capacity to enable flight. ... Sigh. ...Why do I even bother. You would think I would be used to no one listening by now."

*Whirrrr...* As yet more metallic extensions unspool behind it like some sort of magical bathroom mirror, the Bird & Box approach the two beings, one of which being the Phoenix's adopted owner. With its sarcastic, heavily accented Trottingham voice, the box addresses Anomaly without turning in the claws which hold it captive.

"Great. Another Draconequus. I suppose I have you to blame for part of this?"

@~Phoenix~

As Phoenix opens the door slowly, a black, shiny void opens up behind it, almost mirror-like. But what behind it is utterly unremarkable so much as the figure standing in it.

For standing in the doorway, opposite and equal to Phoenix down to copying her every movement & reaction is another one of her... but male. Identical to how Phoenix would look like had she still been a stallion unturned by her stroke of bad luck in angering & trespassing on a crotchety old alchemist. For the most part it seems just like a three-dimensional mirror were it not clear that if she stepped back so would this male figure as well step forward and out of the doorway to continue mimicing her same movements.

Despite the door having opened towards the dream stallion & it now seemingly blocking his view of what's going on, he still sits there there with sparkling eyes clearly watching her reactions to what's going on with amusement.

You know, for a pretty quiet OC, you sure do emote alot!

Hey now, you've got the trauma, the backstory... so what are you going to do with it? You can't live without reacting, and you can't react without having somebeing to confide in.

So... What are you hiding, then?

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To Das Herr Blitzer of Ein Boomings: (Look, i'm not about to Mention you seven times in the same post!)

Some few steps before Billowing Smoke leaves out of earshot of where Widdershins had died and right as he heads down into sleep, the long rowed mound of char where Widdershins last stood begins sparkling. From tail onward to head, the skin & body start regenerating like a reverse fuse being unlit as the draconequus returns back to "normal." As the head comes back into being, the eyes bolt back open in shock and a loud gasp can be heard despite Widdershins's mouth still refusing to move with his "breathing."

Ya-Ah-Haa-aahHa! Hee-yooh! That one hurt! Usually takes less time than that to come back!

Without his head arising from the scorched earth around where he "died" Widdershins lies still in the same position and raises his ears to pat around his face and neck to see if & how he is still intact.

How am I? I look good? Anything new, broken or old? ...No? Not blond yet? Still white? Dang... you'd think with as many times as I've lost my soul I would have at LEAST have turned Ginger by now!

...What?... That's comedy gold there! Well... maybe easy pickin's but hey! I wouldn't be me iffen I didn't work with what I've got!

Finally rearing back up to look around, the wurm notices now that he lacks an audience to talk to.

...What? You kill a guy then just wander off? Fuh, Immortalists! Well! So what do I do now, B.B? Aren't I here to perpetually annoy everybeing I come across!??!

...and before any of you ask, yes, yes I am in two places simultaneously. That is something I can do. Don't question it! ...I certainly don't!

~Phoenix~ · June 13, 2017

@Widdershins

Phoenix's Eyes grew wide as she saw the stallion. of course, she knew that the stallion was him. well, her to be exact. the form of Phoenix that never came to be. it was quite the strange sight. She could barely even recognize herself in that form, considering she had never grown old enough to see herself as a stallion.

to her surprise, the stallion seemed to mimic her expressions. it was strange, almost as if it was mocking her. she nervously lifted up one of her hooves, and began to slowly step backwards. but to her despair, it only seemed to follow her as it had stepped out of the glossy mirror like doorway. this certainly was the humiliating situation. watching herself as she could have been stand right in front of her and mock her. it was on some level of cruel irony that some could only dream of.

she avoided eye contact and shook her head as she continued to back up. eventually she bumped her rear back into the strange unicorn. she had almost forgotten that he was there for a few moments, considering the distraction that stood squarely in front of her.

Widdershins · June 13, 2017

@~Phoenix~

Despite being both behind her to bump into and to her right behind the door, both of the same dream stallion continue talking unaware of there being two of them now, both sitting in the same bemused position & reacting in synchronized movements akin to the same figure that Phoenix sees of what she could be.

Humiliating?

Mockery?

What's there to be ashamed of of what you can, could, would be or am?

It's still another you. You can't change or hide from what you once were or what you can be. Not anymore than you can be afraid of the air you breathe. Well, if that's something you do.

Both of the Pink-on-White stallions begin taking turns on who is currently talking now.

Are you Male?

Are you Female?

Why does-

-It matter, really?

Only you can be you.

And the You that You are is the best You can possibly be.

Because nobeing else could ever be you.

...Because then them being You, would then be them, not You.

So, really...

You.

Do.

You!

~Phoenix~ · June 13, 2017

@Widdershins

Realizing that she had bumped into the dream pony, she shuffled herself to the side, and turned to face away from the Stallion version of herself. she heard the two voices speak, but she didn't quite know what to say in response. instead, she hung her head low as she refused to make eye contact with the strange dream unicorn.

why was she so humiliated by all of this? did she have a reason to be? of course she did. after all, her curse was not something she had necessarily come to enjoy. in fact, over time she had merely grown content with her new form, and nothing more. it served her as a means to forget what had happened before that, starting a new life. or at least, that was her excuse.

if she had to be perfectly honest with herself, nothing had changed in her mind after the curse. she still went on moping about her tragic past, and acting as though nothing in her life could ever be happy. her curse served no means to help her forget

Blitz Boom · June 14, 2017

@Widdershins

So close... Just a minute more or so, and he would have been able to sleep away from everything instead of hearing the draconequus burst back to life. Perhaps he could just try to ignore it and doze off rather than having to deal with this?

Twisting and turning for a bit, Smokey let out a sigh and got on his hooves. Much as he wanted to just let this pass by, he couldn't let others suffer under this being without knowing whatever or not he were potentially angry at getting toasted. He were part of the responsibility for that, and the consequences thereof were on him for now. Hopefully Phoenix could at least ignore him and get some peaceful rest.

Wandering back out and towards Widdershins, Smokey used the time to pep himself up a little, try to seem more awake and smiling rather than somewhat grumbling and slightly afraid of retaliation by a demigod, and on reaching where he had been before, should be a passable sight for sore eyes.

"Greetings friend. I see you did not perish after the unfortunate incident before after all. A pleasant surprise, yet a curious one since you seemed rather... Toasty, for a lack of better words. How are you feeling?"

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@Widdershins @Twilight-Shimmer @Foxy Socks

"Mean bird caught you, not me. Stupid box-sibling, or whatever you are."

Anomaly would have poked it to rattle whatever were in there a little, but with the meanie bird having a hold of it and the two of them really not getting along, that seemed like a pretty poor action to do, even for her. Things that burned other things that easily were not something she liked tangling with, so instead she turned to Foxy and ignored the voice for now, though she did keep an ear turned towards the box, in case she heard more of the draconequus talk. She never met others of her own kind - or well, not since getting resurrected - and she were rather curious really.

"Anyway, I think the bird is fine with you, long as you don't try something with Stardust. The little thing is really possessive of him and keeps getting fussed when others gets too near him. It's like a tiny dragon guarding it's tiny hoard."

She were about to make a small stage in front of her to illustrate this better, and were thinking about what puppets to use, when the last in line went away and it were then Foxy's and her turn to get food.

"Hello there. What uhm... Oh dear, another Discord... What do you wish to eat?"

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@Widdershins @Dji

"I suppose you're right. Honestly I'm not here when the worst happens, so I'm not entirely sure. Dumb luck I guess, but I tend to be out getting wares, visiting family, or going to see my special somepony. I do recall the Discord days though. Sadly I didn't miss that one."

Pop shivered a little as she recalled how her candy had started to revolt against her that day. It had been weeks after the incident before she had the courage to start up shop again after that.

"Well, to not linger on bad memories, perhaps we can talk about something else? Do you have some ideas, or would you perhaps prefer to go home and sleep? You look a little worn out."

Being worn out were something she could understand, as she had been part of the first shift on rebuilding things here in Ponyville and had a low degree of energy right now, but it seemed rude to just leave Dawn behind, so she kept herself together and just waited until the right time. Or until she'd pass out into the bowl of chili she had pushed to the side. Whichever thing happened first.

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@dragon4111

"Big words coming from somepony who avoids answering things that brings his own ideas into question."

Last snorted slightly at the foolish dragon who thought that he knew so very much of her and her flock. Yet as he had said that she couldn't do anything if he tried to take over, it was clear that he had no idea what he were on about, since it didn't matter how big or strong one were perceived. Nopony were invincible, and she'd be the first to stab him in the chest if she were given half the chance, which could be given with a collective effort of her and the rest at her former home.

Was it a little arrogant to think they could kill him if it came to it? Perhaps, but not more than him thinking that he were untouchable.

She would have spent some more time grilling him for answers and telling him off if things hadn't changed with him suddenly seeming more tense and prepared for something to hit. Just what they needed too, after all t he damage that had already been slung at the town.

"If you're going to fight, get out of town. There's enough stuff broken around here without us needing more from a reptilian slap contest."

That being said, Last tensed up a bit as well. She were born to fight, and even though she couldn't right now because of her injuries, her instincts still told her to be prepared for it when the vibe of battle went through the air.

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@genessee @Widdershins

Lance did the right thing approaching as he did. Not pushing his agenda, making his presence noticeable and not doing any sudden movements helped keep Null from going off on him, and didn't even get him a brief look of anger as she knew well of his presence the entire time because of it.

"I'll do it, thanks."

Considering her current mood, this were as close to polite as she were going to get before she took the water out of Lance's hoof and went over to spill it gently on Void's face, which seemed to work as she woke up and rose up quickly with a shocked look on her face, which made the rest of the water tip out of Null's hooves and directly down on herself, though hey, at least her hat got washed a little, so that was something at least.

"W-What happened? Why am i on the g-ground? Why am I wet and... Why a-are you wet big sis?"

"Doesn't matter. Mishap by an idiot ending in a chain reaction. We're fine."

She were going to guess that Ambie wouldn't be, though unfortunately, Fah'Lina seemed to finally get that she were on the wrong head and unhinged her jaws from Ambbie's head, then folded in again to make her look like the somewhat aquatic flying squirrel she usually gave off the impression of being. impressive little disguise Null would admit, though considering how the mimic glared at her right now from on top of Ambie's head, she still felt the overwhelming urge to throw it into a barrel.

"Annoying little critter. Come on you two, let's take a hike before this place turns into more of a circus and the flying elephants starts trickling in."

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@dosey doe

Sorrow did what she could to follow what were being said, but it wasn't too easy. SHe had been wobbling around like that for a while and tended to do her own attempts of getting better, and whilst this were a more effective method, that didn't take away from how it were different and needed to get trained in a good deal.

Still, much as she thought that this wasn't too easy, what Dosey said and showed did seem to work a little. Sorrow sped down some, and did find a bit more balance in what she were doing, though she still couldn't get the ast move right. One day though she would get it, and then they'd see who would laugh last. Likely everypony who still currently laughed at her other places for dancing disco, but eh, boring details.

"Okay, I think I see what you mean here. You're good at this Dosey."

Standing still for a bit to get a breather, she looked over at Miss Step that were going on with the others, and really pushing through some impressive performances from them.

"Your boss is pretty good too.Must've been at this sort of thing for ages."

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@Midnight_Aurora

"It is not a place I frequent, but I memorized a few schematics of town to have the general layout laid out for me so I don't waste time being lost or sightseeing overly much. It eats productive time and I did not arrive here to begin with for pleasure. I came to finish certain aspects of my work."

it wasn't completely correct, as she had spend some time harvesting a few plants from the forest, but that is where the efficiency angle of knowing how the town were laid out came from. he didn't need to scurry along or chat others up to find answers on where to go, so she had the option to spend a quarter of the time she saved to harvest things that she might need in a near future. It wasn't too often she had a need for her poisons these days, but occasionally, a situation arose where she needed to be able to efficiently handle a threat, and a proper dosage of for example a changeling specific paralytic toxin did that better than most other things she knew of.

Wandering directly outside of the hospital, they would be on their way to the train station shortly after, where they might be able to catch the last train of the evening if they were not lingering too much. It should arrive and drive off within the next 12-14 minutes, and if they did not reach that, they were to stay in town until the sun rose once more.

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@EQ_Theta

Interesting, yet in a bad way.

That were mainly what Omen thought of as she saw Sen and Lin pet eachother with the jerky motions of puppets, and about the same amount of life over them as such. If it weren't because they were breathing and she could smell their life energy, she would quite honestly not be sure if they were just puppets, and that she were being tricked into believing these were the real ones whilst her actual siblings were trapped somewhere else.

What could have done this to them though? Well, as it turned out, that would be Salosan, who woke up and started to brag about what he had done to her friends, likely to try ad get a response out of Omen. Yet even if Omen felt... Anger? Rising in her a little, she didn't explode at him. That were Ghilan's position instead, who assaulted and tried to interrogate the former elder's specter, though his results seemed smallish. Didn't make sense otherwise with the words he said about making Sen and Lin just commandeered around by Omen, and Ghilan's subsequent knocking out of him again.

All in all, things seemed to be rather poor right now, and she had no idea how to really fix this beyond trying to follow the lead of what the others told her right now.

"I don't know, but I can try."

Yet again, Omen cleared her head of the last experiences and thoughts she had now in her head, and focused solely on the orb that she wrapped her hooves around.

"Sen. Lin. If you can hear me, I need you to come back. Things are better, but Salosan trapped your minds. Break free, follow my voice, take my strength if you need it, like the others in here used to. It seemed to work for them, so... Return, that's an order?"

It would be interesting to see if she could get to them this time, because of not, they'd likely be in trouble. The sort that might require them to reach out to Discord of all beings, which might not sit well with the others as they didn't seem to have the best of relations with the lord of chaos, for unknown reasons.

genessee · June 14, 2017

@Blitz Boom

Lance smiled and stepped a few paces back, content that he did the right thing. He was glad to be in one piece, and he planned on keeping it that way for as long as he could. Which, hopefully, is as long as I live. He also made sure to keep an eye on the squirrel-monster. He hated bats and squirrels due to some past experiences with them, but this was an entirely new level. He would probably accidentally knock himself unconscious trying to pull it off if it were on his head.

He waited for Void to come back to her senses before adding something onto what Null had said.

"That was.. well, that was a pretty crazy past couple of minutes."

Lance glanced around for Molotov before realising he had left some time ago. He hoped Molotov wasn't mad at him.

Moonlit · June 14, 2017

@Blitz Boom @Seamore Sandwich Serenade shakes her wings and shuffles a bit, clearing her throat. Letting her eyes remain close, she begins to sing

Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward! the sailors cry;
Carry the mare that's born to be Queen
Over the sea to Skye

Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar,
Thunderclaps rend the air;
Baffled, our foes stand by the shore,
Follow they will not dare.

Sing me a song of a mare that is gone,
Say, could that mare be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye.

Many's the lad fought on that day,
Well the claymore could wield,
When the night came, silently lay
Dead on Culloden field.

Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing,
Onward! the sailors cry;
Carry the mare that's born to be Queen
Over the sea to Skye

Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep,
Ocean's a royal bed.
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head.

Sing me a song of a mare that is gone,
Say, could that mare be I?
Merry of soul she sailed on a day
Over the sea to Skye.

Billow and breeze, islands and seas,
Mountains of rain and sun,
All that was good, all that was fair,
All that was me is gone.

Edited June 14, 2017 by Moonlit

Midnight_Aurora · June 14, 2017

@Blitz Boom,

*Cosmic nods.* "I would agree. Time wasted one way can't be utilized in a very efficient manor. However, when it comes to friends and making them, I always make time." *Cosmic would follow her to the train. In a low town so only dhe can here he asks, "How much is the train usually? The group that summoned me didn't give me more than about 100 bits. They said is should be enough to get started. And then I up and left because what they wanted I didn't care for too much."

@Blitz Boom,

*Cosmic nods.* "I would agree. Time wasted one way can't be utilized in a very efficient manor. However, when it comes to friends and making them, I always make time." *Cosmic would follow her to the train. In a low town so only dhe can here he asks, "How much is the train usually? The group that summoned me didn't give me more than about 100 bits. They said is should be enough to get started. And then I up and left because what they wanted I didn't care for too much."

EQ_Theta · June 14, 2017

@Blitz Boom

The siblings slowly stopped petting each other, one foreleg staying still in mid-action before planting them to the ground. Sen and Lin turned to Omen and started walking slowly towards her. It appeared they understood what Omen said as a command and instead of breaking out of their current state, they remained as they were. Their motions started out rigid but every step taken after the first wound up becoming more fluid until they stopped right in front of their friend and stared at her, awaiting their next instruction. Meanwhile, the focal orb glowed and the sounds static grew louder and more distinct, empty noise shaping into unintelligible grumbling and finally into audible words. A second sound followed and became a voice like the first but didn't mutter any words when the first cut in and called out.

"Om... Omen? Can you hear us? It's Lin. Sen just regained consciousness but something feels off. I don't seem to have a body and... Is that us?!"

"Calm down, Lin. It doesn't look like our bodies are in bad shape. Omen, if you can hear this, we can't get back. Something's blocking us from regaining control."

The two avatars then approached Omen and scanned the siblings' bodies once more before turning to the disembodied voices of the real Sen and Lin. The two were part of an internal network of information, archived and stored memories and personalities. The magic used by Legion and Solasan also stored away consciousness, leaving behind a husk that couldn't argue back against orders given to them. The same is true for Sen and Lin's bodies but the magic is much more powerful, difficult to override but not impossible. Lin's avatar stepped forward and presented their findings.

"Your friends are correct. The command signal placed in your friends prevents immediate reversal of magic applied to them. We can attempt an overwrite, copy and transfer existing information from the orb to your friends in order to rebuild their personalities and memories. This will undo any lingering remnants of Legion's spell but given the potency of such magic, it will take longer. Your friends will return to an unconscious state until the process is complete. We will await your instruction to begin."

The siblings didn't like the idea of going back into an unconscious state but it was the only option they had. Besides, there wasn't much to do as a voice without the body; they mind as well get it over with soon. Before they agreed to the procedure, Sen spoke up.

"You know, Omen, we weren't aware that you could order our bodies around until we were waking up. You could-"

"Sen! That's a terrible idea!" Lin quickly interjected upon hearing her brother's rather strange idea.

"Omen's likely been through a lot ever since we got into this mess. If anything, this is a good time to rest and relax. Omen, if you want, you can play around with our bodies, make them do something to amuse you like making them act like animals or dance or something just as silly. Think of it as our way of giving you some small comforts. It's going to take a while before we wake up again. Mind as well live it up, right?"

Lin grumbled and immediately went unconscious before Sen followed. In the far corner of the room, Ghilan placed one claw over his eyes in incredulous disbelief hearing the exchange that just transpired. He stood watching over Solasan in case he regained consciousness again, wondering what kind of punishment the former elder will receive but thought about Sen's words. It was a strange idea but after thinking about it, he understood Sen's reasoning.

Edited June 15, 2017 by EQ_Theta

Contrast · June 14, 2017

(Sorry, I missed the notification)

On 6/12/2017 at 9:04 AM, Blitz Boom said:

Whilst the noise of this place might normally deter the locals from getting near the shop when it went on, not everypony were as well known about that fact, and a few minutes after Witty went down for a rest, the door opened, and an orange and grey unicorn filly smelling faintly of gunpowder, a pair of metallic wings put on with a minor harness, a mane that looked like it was on fire and a tail seemingly caught halfway through an explosion, wandered inside with big, curious eyes.

"Woah, just look at all this stuff. Must be a really good tinkerer that works here."

"Hey, we're pretty good too, and don't go off making trouble in here Blitz. We're just here for a few parts I'm lacking at home, and see if we can find this inventor Uncle Napalm kept speaking about."

A taller stallion came in behind that weren't quite as bombastic, but you could still clearly see the two were related. He were more technical to look at with the glass over his right eye where the lenses kept automatically adjusting, the wings he had actually being functional and implated into his spine, a power source via the cables and sunlight absorbing gem around his neck, belt of tools and so on, so he were of a sort that might fall into good ground with witty, depending on how she liked other inventors.

What might really catch her eye though, could be the mechanical spider with faux fur on his back, just next to the saddlebag. It looked rather convincing, but a knowing eye would be able to tell, even before it looked around the place and gave off some small clacking noises that sounded like it was asking a question. Plus that it seemed to only have half of one of its legs with some wires sticking out.

"I don't know Carmen. Hopefully they have it here though, so I can reassemble your leg. I swear, how you thought it a good idea to poke that thing I'll never understand."

Looking after Blitz who were examining some stuff to the side, Molotov would clear his throat and talk with a raised voice.

"Hello? Is anypony here?"

Almost in response to the stallion's question, Uno unfolded its wings and started to hover above Witty's work space. It flew over Witty and headed towards the store desk, which was located only a few feet from the work table. Once there, the parasprite contraption started to ring the desk bell, hoping to wake Witty and attract the attention of both ponies in the store. However, its' efforts seemed unsuccessful. Instead of waking, Witty sleepily groaned the word, "Noooooo..." In response to this, Uno flew directly above Witty's head and deviated.

The collision of the contraption and Witty's head made a small noise, which was followed by the mare jumping up in alarm, "Ouch!" She place a hoof on her head, rubbing where the contraption landed, and said, "When I'm done with you, you're going to..." She stopped shouting, only once she noticed the ponies standing in her store.

She cleared her throat and laughed nervously, before putting on a practiced smile and saying, "Welcome to the lost and found! Lose something, break something, or wanna find something new entirely, I'm your mare." With her spiel over, she finally had the chance to observe the two ponies, and she quickly saw a few of their out standing features. A much more genuine smile grew across Witty's face, as she said, "Hey, I know another tinker when I see one. What brings you and the little one to my humble shop?" She tilled her head slightly, and turned her attention to the spider on the stallions back. Something seemed off about it, but she couldn't tell from where she was. "Also, the spider is trained... right?"

Edited June 14, 2017 by Contrast

Foxy Socks · June 14, 2017

@Twilight-Shimmer @Widdershins @Blitz Boom

Foxy turned as she heard the box speak again. "Hey, are you Widdershins, or someone else? I noticed he carried you here and..." Foxy turned back as she reached the front of the line.

The pony in front of her was a light sunshine yellow color; a cheerful one but still easy on the eyes, and seemed to be a bit annoyed. Overall though she reacted better to the omnipotent presences than Void.

"Well, what do you recommend?" Foxy asked for the second time in the past few minutes. Hopefully this time would be uninterrupted unlike the last time. Foxy still hoped Void would be fine, and return to work soon. Strangely though, she seemed to be missing.

Sekel · June 14, 2017

@Blitz Boom, @Widdershins

"I get the feeling that going home alone is a bad idea. Dunno why," Dawn shrugged as she shivered at the weird feeling she felt in the pit of her stomach. "So, to be on the safe side, why don't you walk me home?" Dawn then looked at the bolt on the table and picked it up with her wing again. It seemed to never go dark wherever she pointed it. "Would you like this bolt?"

BloodDrops · June 14, 2017

On 2017-6-12 at 2:04 PM, Blitz Boom said:

"You are - by your own description - exactly that. You infect others with a possible pandemic disease by touch alone and you sound like you haven't been healthy for a long while. What else would you call yourself?"

"An unfortunate victim of circumstances would be my eords. But please, can we not bicker? You said you needed time to complete something for Blood, yes? Go and do that, and I will keep her with company."

"Fine. Just don't do anything stupid."

Not wanting to hear more from Blood, lest she just snapped and buried the mare undead, tge dragoness flew off towards the forge to get to work, leaving the odd couple behind.

"I do wish you two did not have to fight. It seems so pointless, but I guess I can do little more for that than pray.

But to return to the proposition you made, I would like to protest it. I can understand this *fireworks* you used before have fascination, but I cannot release my grip on it if you intend to harm others with it.

Might I offer something else you can aim at, if that is the fascination? I may not be able to conjure rocks to throw as our currently ill-tempered draconian friend, but I can still make things which you can attempt to hit. I am not sure if you can though, but I'm interested to see if you would be up for the challenge."

Lyriel wasn't certain if issuing a challenge like this would work on blood, as she had thus far only seen the small foals and some dragons do that, but she had to try at least, to both keep Blood happy, and the sky clear of harmed creatures.

Blood Drops rolled her eyes "I already got a target" she smirked and picked up a firework "go on then give me a second target" she remarked, she instead put another in the ground and pointed it towards the forge and the grumpy dragon. She then lit that one and turned towards Lyriel setting up a second firework for her game.

"After this game and after i destroy the forge, I need to get something else to eat" I add to the tree. I liked being a contamination spreading pony, it came with certain perks.

Though having a big dragon was a slight problem, though a firework would solve said problem.

Edited June 14, 2017 by BloodDrops

dragon4111 · June 14, 2017

@Widdershins @Blitz Boom

"Trust me I have a vested interest in this," Ancalagon said as he breathed in then out. He spread his great black wings stretching them. "You look tired go get some sleep," Ancalagon said to Last Stand simply. "I'm going to keep watch for my guild," Ancalagon said as he shifted to his true size. He was sitting on his haunches watching the roads.his tail sway behind him. He smelled something rotten as he turned. he growled slightly as smoke billowed from his nostrils.

Edited June 15, 2017 by dragon4111

Storm Shine · June 15, 2017

@Blitz Boom

Storm and Pinkie laughed a bit at the two sibling's eagerness, "Well, I guess we'd better find a place where it can't cause any trouble then." Storm suggested with a smile, "And then yes, we can set it off and you two can see what it does. Just make sure to point it in the right direction."

Pinkie giggled, "I can see Stormy setting if off in the wrong direction. Pow! Right in the muzzle."

Storm sighed and shook his head, exasperated but amused, "You're never going to let that punch-box accident go, are you?"

"Nopers!" Pinkie chirped with a grin, jumping up to stand on his head. She leaned over until she was practically muzzle-to-muzzle with him, "It was pretty funny after all :P"

Widdershins · June 16, 2017

Ooh! A Punch-Box! So that's what it's called! That's a classic!

Hey! No getting ideas! Oh come now. If I was to make a flying circus-us-us, I'd have most of it just be giant drawn cut-outs of feet stomping around! ...and maybe some Trottingham stallions doing an intentionally shoddy job at dressing in drag... Hey! Ideeeas! Stopit widdit!

@Twilight-Shimmer, B.B. & Foxy Socks, if she's willing!

A straight trail of simple metal bands vaguely reminiscent of any small foal's building set of toys lies hovering though the air in a right-angled zig-zag of a path from the point where the fledgling phoenix had first captured the small, talking box. Tracing back out of sight to around a town street corner to a very small, white glowing portal the whole "line" lies just high enough for most of the other passing-by ponies to dodge around it... if they're paying attention that is. Whether from its own weight from its unsupported length or from perhaps an impatient twitching the metal extensions waver like the impossibly long tail of a small, rather peevish mouse.

"Assumptions again. Just because my master shares a similar realm as I does not denote the same shared identity. ...Sigh. It's left already, hasn't it?"

With a dispassionate sigh, the even, if melodious Trottingham accent (british, btw) continues on above Stardust Nicole Silvermane's head. Nestled under the small bird it continues addressing its plight in an intelligent, but haughty and defeated tone.

"One would think that a disembodied homonculus eye would somehow garnish something more substantial then constant dismissal.

... Sigh. You there, Small Horse Child? Perhaps you are intelligent enough to grasp that my extension chain is perhaps not wise to be left hanging out where any of your kind may stumble into? I'm not supposed to be outside of our room for too long. There is a potential solution to this predicament, but... Perhaps you can persuade your draconequui friend there or your bird to relinquish my captivity?"

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@~Phoenix~

Both copies of the dreamicorn continue talking, unaware of Phoenix's responses, but standing up on their sets of hooves.

Though that's life isn't it?

All the Questions!

Good thing though, that life-

-is all about the questions.

Why are you?

Why do you?

What has passed-

has still past.

Sure, you've had your share of trauma.

You've had different stages of your life. The two showy, glittery figures begain walking towards Phoenix in unison.

But tell us.

The two unicorns step into the same spot & position before a few steps in front of Phoenix, merging into the same being once more.

Well, me, I suppose! The important question is: What are you going to do about it?

Keeping it to yourself clearly hasn't helped matters now, has it?

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@Blitz Boom & @genessee

Groggily waking up, and unaware of the mimic ontop his head or what damage it had done to him, Ambie shifts awkwardly to his side. Not having completely gathered his wits, he peers in the direction he assumes the rest are standing and groans.

"Uhh... my head hurts... What... what happened?... and why did the mares wet themselves?"

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And B.B. again!

Whaat? Nooo! I'm just find and dandy! Though I am just a smidgen hurt that you lot seem convinced that I wasn't going to stay dead. Last thing I want is to be predictable! The draconequus pouts as much as his cartoonishly long snout can manage. I mean, you did straight up murder me after all! Well, the other horse... though I did participate in my murder too. But you worry not about that! I'll make sure I pay myself for what I did to me!

You needn't worry about me none! Been through things a fair bit more boring than Death before, it's not quite so bad once one gets used to it, really ought to try it yourself sometime!

Getting up to make a show of brushing him off... mostly by using his long ears, Widdershins continues on.

...don't know if I'd go so far as to call myself a god though. That would require my author to do some actual research on Established Faith Systems. Though you do hear about Gods getting killed off all the time in RPGs!

But enough about my inability to experience the sweet release of Death! Widdershins brightly & cheerfully flicks back to the drowsy stallion and picks him up like a large plushie doll. You look absolutely tuckered out, honeycube! What happened to you while I was off on sabbatical?!

Pausing for a moment as another thought pops into his technically non-existent mind, Widdershins eyes unfocus for a moment.

...Oh! And how's my mane? Blonder? Or would you still say it's vaguely off-white?

~Phoenix~ · June 16, 2017

@Widdershins

Phoenix was very clearly getting irritated at this point. if this pony had known what had happened to the poor draconicuus earlier in the night, they'd know that pestering her was no simple task. she continued to walk backwards, turning her head upwards to see the two Unicorns as they merged into one, as well as her alternate self, and almost without warning, her horn began to glow, and a slew of fireballs lashed out towards their targets.

"i don't have to tell you!" she yelled out, as the last of the fireballs had flown off of her horn.

truth be told, she was beginning to question herself. was she doing it for her own protection, or was it simply out of humility? she shook her head, not even bothering to see if she had hit her mark with her attack.

Widdershins · June 16, 2017

@~Phoenix~

This being a dreamstate, nothing was solid or fully real. Every fireball flew through each "Door", vision, pony or perceived hard surface with not much more than a small ripple, like small, lakeside stones dropping through a pond.

Oh, no one said you had to. It's not me, nor anybeing else that's asking you questions. Really, it's only you that you have to answer to.

...But, uh, don't set fire to yourself. That likely won't help. There's some irritations you can't attack.

~Phoenix~ · June 16, 2017

@Widdershins

Realizing that her attack didn't work, she simply Sighed. she really didn't appreciate being put through this, however. still avoiding eye contact, she spoke "it's my own business, what i decide to do with myself" she said, a little bit more calmly.

clearly, she still had no intention to change. she just wished that this whole situation would cease. "why does it matter what i do?" she asked with exasperation, hoping that the being in front of her would stop caring so much and leave her alone.

Blitz Boom · June 16, 2017

@Moonlit @Seamore Sandwich

Ziggy stood transfixed for a time after the singing had started. It didn't seem to affect her like the usual siren singing, but there were something else about it that had made her loose her sense of things for a bit.

"That was... Beautiful. I've never heard that song before, but both it and you were spectacular. Thanks for letting me hear t his, though before I go all fan-filly and squeal in joy, m,ind if I can ask how it was? I mean, did it make you feel better?"

She really did just want to be looking concerned and serious about this right now, but she had a hard time holding back the outburst she described, along with a big hug, and it were clear to see on her as she stood in a sort of middle-stage between the emotions, which were somewhat weird to look at, though not the strangest expression she had worn around Serenade.

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@Midnight_Aurora

"The train fare is a lesser concern that I will handle. I require you to keep focus on the task ahead rather than formalities like that."

She had a substantially higher amount of resources to make usage off than he did, and not a want to delay things by quipping over a 10 bit ticket. That sort were peanuts for her, but for him, it could mean quite a difference when they reached Canterlot. So this time, she would cover for him.

They would arrive at the station just as the train pulled in. A little before time, but considering the lack of passengers this time of night, that were hardly surprising.

"Enter the train. I will arrive shortly."

With that, she would head for the ticket shop where a yawning pony were standing behind the counter and looking at a magazine until he saw the mare approaching, which surprised him quite a bit. Usually there was nopony on this time of night, and now they had two? Quite the strange occurrence.

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@Contrast

"Hello there. Name's Molotov Boom, and this here's my sister, Blitz Boom, and I've come looking for a few things, as well as you actually."

He eyed the mare through the glass from a few distances. Not a bad catch this one, that's fer sure. He could see what had caught his uncle's eye, and it hadn't just been the technology.

Molotov reached back to the backpack when he noticed a skittering next to him on the table, and saw Carmen moving towards the other robot, which made him sigh and take a grab in the somewhat damaged spiderbot and taking her up into the air whilst her legs wriggled and questioning sounds followed.

"Sorry 'bout that. Carmen here's usually following along, but you know how artificial intelligence are sometimes. Curious little things, and in this case, the sort who likes to taste things she perceives as food. Sometimes I really think that giving her a stomach might have been a bad idea.

Anyway, as you can see, she's gotten a bit of damage and I need to get her fixed. You wouldn't have to have a stick of grade C titanium and some clock wires, do you?"

Reaching back with Carmen, he sat her back on his back with some protest, but she clung in when she was set down and didn't chase the parasprite robot anymore for the time being, which gave him the chance to do the other thing he had meant to do: Take out a stack of papers from his backpack and put them down on the table.

"Our Uncle, Napalm Boom, frequented the store quite a lot. He'd be easy to see. He usually had a vest full of tools, a hard hat and a hovering board to carry his wares on?

In any case, he seems to have been impressed by what work you're getting done here, so according to his wishes, I've come here with his research papers to hoof over to you. He figured that you'd be able to make the most of things in case Center Zero fell, and he went with it... Which he sadly did."

Molotov wasn't sure if Witty would know of Center Zero. His uncle liked to talk, so he likely shared a few things, but even if he hadn't, there were some circles of the scientific community where the name rung familiar. It had been a collection of some rather high profile scientists and inventors after all, along with their families, and if you frequented the right levels or read on papers from other inventors/scientists running around, the name of the tinker town tended to have a familiar ring to it.

Eh, regardless of her knowing or not, he had come here partly to fulfill his uncle's wishes on what happened to his papers, which he hoped would be appreciated. His uncle had done a good deal of explosives, but the plans were mostly his ore impressive stuff, like hover technology, prototype plans for artificial limbs and minor organs, memory banks, and so forth. In the right hooves, even the prototypes could shine and things evolve from the plans that he had made through the years, which he seemed to have thought that this mare had it in her to do.

"Did you make the small robot? It's pretty. What's it's name? Does it do fun things? Can it explode?"

Blitz didn't see the tender sort of moment and importance that were going on right now. She just heard the two talk tinker talk, then saw the parasprite robot and got big eyes. She had no idea how to make things like this herself right now, and so it fascinated her to see.

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@Foxy Socks @Widdershins @Twilight-Shimmer

The mare behind the counter thought on it a little.

"Well, the stew have been popular, so that could work, though I will admit that the baked squash surprise that Storm made do look pretty tasty. Personally I would recommend that, with perhaps a cup of grape soda at the side?"

"Can I get a cup of soda, with a plate and some pears? Oh, and a muffin of some sort. Rust if you have it, but I can do with banana otherwise."

The mare looked at the now-drooling Anomaly with a funny look, but got the stuff that was asked for regardless whilst Foxy would have the chance to think about what she would want to get.

Meanwhile, the eye-creature would find that it were not kept unto for much longer, but were in fact dropped on a nearby surface that Stardust could see, so that Agni could present her trophy better without having to fly with it. Might be an opening for it to get away somehow, though she'd just hunt it down again. She were a persistent little one like that.

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@Dji @Widdershins

"Yeah, that sounds like an idea. Let's get you home."

Perhaps getting a bit away from all of this would give her the chance to get to the point that she tried to before, and then see if perhaps Dawn were reasonable about her and Benny. If not... Well, at least she'd have that off her chest.

Putting the plates stacked and to the side for easy pickup, she emptied the last in her tankard and set that next to the things as well, before turning to Dawn and looking at the strange screw that she had picked up, which for some reason seemed to keep its shine no matter the angle according to the light. How peculiar.

"I don't really have a use for it I'm afraid, and it's too small for Benny to do anything with too. You should keep it as a memento perhaps? A memory of the night you got a new friend."

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@BloodDrops

The first rocket wouldn't get anywhere near Nerzhei before a spike of rock tore through the air and crashed through the firework, causing it to explode prematurely in the air.

As for the rest of the rockets, of which Blood had managed to grab one first, the vines around it thickened and completely covered it whilst Lyriel stood with a saddened expression on her face at what she had seen and heard.

"Why must you fight her? She is not the kindest, that I do know, but it is no reason to attempt to harm her, and if that is your intent, I can't allow you to keep access to these things. She is my warden and my friend, and in this forest, no harm will come to a being I consider a friend."

She placed a hand on a nearby tree, and a glowing, light-green line went from her hand into the bark, running up into the crown and down into the ground, where it sought out other nearby trees where their crowns too began to grow and eventually, blocked out the sky where they stood, leaving no clear shot towards Nerzhei.

"I don't understand your motives Blood. I attempt to, but they seem sporadic and harmful towards those who you are not even going to feed upon, and your hunger rivals that of the mythical leviathans. Please, explain what is going on, and why you wish to bite the hand that seemingly wants to help you in some way. I want to understand."

The hunger that Blood had shown thus far were a major problem, and one that needed to be controlled perhaps as they went on. At least if it continued as it did now, where she could eat a fish near her own size, and within five minutes seek more flesh to devour. It wasn't sustainable for the ecosystem, and as the dryad warden of the Everfree Forest, she needed to handle this threat to her forest if it came to that, though she begged to the earth mother it wasn't. She didn't wish to fight, or expel a being from her domain, but as it looked now, she were reaching at straws to find reasons why Blood were not as big a threat as she were starting to show herself to be.

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@Widdershins

"I will go with *paler* for the time being. The light isn't right to tell for certain which one of the chosen colors it now possess, though I would tentatively go with a more... Light blonde.

In any case, as I said, it is good to se that you are okay, but I figured that was likely. I can tell you that we weren't sure if you were dead though, considering the advanced state of charcoal you were presented as. Much as I don't think draconequui can truly die unless something extraordinary happens, it did start to seem possible at times.

As for your other point, I will say that I do not think you are a god, but a demigod. There is a rather large difference in perceived power, ideology, how gods are likely mostly powered by the belief in them from their worshipers, the plane of existence they frequent mostly, etc. It's a rather long, tedious study to go through, but I have found it fascinating in my youth when books were t he only things to really entertain oneself with."

To be fair, if he had been told to put bits on whatever or not Widdershins were actually dead, he were likely to have put a minor bet on him having actually perished, but that seemed besides the point, and it wasn't something he had been massively certain about. otherwise, he'd have put a bigger imaginary bet down.

Smokey's eyes widened a little as he were picked up, and an instinctual feeling of needing to use his magic to confuse and escape went over him briefly, yet thankfully not enough to react upon it. A hazard of being an adventurer: Nothing good ever happened if you got picked up.

"Well then, this is... Certainly something.

But uhm, to return to the case in point, I would direct you to what happened before your perceived demise, which were essentially that fire were tossed across town from your form. I spent a rather large amount of magic to quickly grab for them and extinguish them, but it left me severely weakened. Phoenix were so kind as to rejuvenate me somewhat, which left her rather spent, and she went to sleep not too long ago. I were going to as well, but I wanted to check up on you first.

Anyway, might I ask that you could please put me down again? I feel rather uncomfortable like this.

And though I hope it does not need to be said, I wish to be on the safe side: Please don't kill me. I think it better that I meet death when my life is naturally over or I fall into a pit of spikes on the job, not randomly now to see how it is."

He had more questions, like how much exactly Widdershins had glanced at his mind to find that he sold things on the black and grey market, and to what extend he knew things, but that were secondary compared to not getting killed, or be kept into the air like this.

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@dragon4111

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm not sleeping until the town is fixed, and I'm not running away from a battle no matter how little I can participate in it. This place needs protecting, not cowards."

Quite frankly, she didn't feel sleepy at all. The docs had kept her under for a few hours earlier to make her more manageable whilst they fixed her up, and that were a good deal sleep for her right now, especially since she had also slept the night before. She were used to multi-day guard and fight shifts, so quite frankly, she had energy to spare, even if that couldn't be used to fight.

Then again, a proper bonk on her noggin should do the trick of making her pass out if Ancalagon really meant that she should take a hike. If not, she'd just stay, or come back again if he tried to move her away.

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@Shineling

"I know a place!"

Anomaly giggled as the earth started to rumble a little and a huge flower bud rose out of the ground, and spread it's petals to show a large are the lot of them could stand in. Which Anomaly cemented by going in there first and looking att he others with eager eyes.

"It's totally safe, and really fast. Just don't think too much about it. Everything gets worse when you start to overthink it and pollute it with *reason* or something boring like that."

"Cool!"

Before Molotov could stop her, Blitz had jumped forth into the flower thing and dragged him along, placing them near the middle whilst small vines clamped around their hooves, making Molotov try to jump in place with a confused look.

"What? It's a safety thing.

Anyway, you two coming too? I got the best place ever to test this sort of thing without it being all too dangerous."

Her tail snapped behind her, making her whistle as a punching box in sturdy oak appeared next to Pinkie, ready to be turned if she wished to have a little fun recreating the event that she were talking about, just with a little more of her involvement. Otherwise it'd just stay for somepony else to take later on. Some sort of foal would likely find that fun.

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@EQ_Theta

Omen tilted her head a little as she heard the two voices of her friends, but couldn't see them anywhere. Or okay, she could see them, but their voices didn't come from there. It was from somewhere else. Almost like how she talked, but more of a direction to it, though she had a hard time pinpointing where exactly right now, with the voice being a bit here and there. Perhaps it bounced off the walls? hard to say, and not something she'd likely ever find the answer to.

"All I want is for you two to be safe again. And it doesn't seem like something Mother would want me to, to play with your bodies. Not right to do bad things to family."

She barely got the sentence done before she fell down flat on her face, like she had been tilted forward and didn't think about resisting thing before she hit the ground, and then went on her stomach with her head lifted in confusion.

"Strange."

Omen didn't know what else to say. Usually her leg didn't do something like that, and she were pretty confused about how it worked.

it was the price of the orb, along with how her gates had looked before. She had said that it could use her strength to get things done, and it had done so, and then she had done so again with Sen and Lin just before. It made her exhausted, though Omen couldn't even begin to figure out how to say that. It was a strange feeling, which she could barely actually feel, which made this a mystery, along with whatever or not she could actually make stable gates again anytime soon, in case they needed to move.

"Thought for later. You say you can fix them? Do that. Doesn't matter how long it takes."

She had a glance of her friends, and heard their lingering words, but finding no want to do anything with their bodies whilst they were out. So instead, she directed her eyes for the time towards Ghilan, who were looking over the abnormality and seemingly thinking about something, though she wasn't sure what.

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@genessee @Widdershins

"I-It sure sounds like it Lance. But t-thankfully it seems like nopony got hurt, s-so that's something I guess."

"Not yet anyway."

Null had noticed Ambie stirring next to her and lost interest in addressing things with Lance for now, in favor of having a go on this fainting sheep, or whatever else she could find that'd fit. It was a strange one so this was the best she could think of right now.

"What happened? You acted like a crazy pony and passed out on my sister. And when I'm done with you you're going to r- *mumbling*"

Her getting cut off wasn't planned, but Void pulled her hoof a little over her sister's muzzle to stop her and hesitantly pulled her closer.

"Please Null, n-no more fighting. It was probably just and a-accident, and we can't beat up a-anypony for that. Not if we want to s-stay here in town."

Null heard what she were saying, and after a little stopped struggling to get loose of her little sister's grip, though she still glanced at Ambie with an angry look in her eyes. This mood didn't let go off her that easily, and she might still go off if something happened.

Edited June 16, 2017 by Blitz Boom
Added colors.

BloodDrops · June 16, 2017

21 minutes ago, Blitz Boom said:

The first rocket wouldn't get anywhere near Nerzhei before a spike of rock tore through the air and crashed through the firework, causing it to explode prematurely in the air.

As for the rest of the rockets, of which Blood had managed to grab one first, the vines around it thickened and completely covered it whilst Lyriel stood with a saddened expression on her face at what she had seen and heard.

"Why must you fight her? She is not the kindest, that I do know, but it is no reason to attempt to harm her, and if that is your intent, I can't allow you to keep access to these things. She is my warden and my friend, and in this forest, no harm will come to a being I consider a friend."

She placed a hand on a nearby tree, and a glowing, light-green line went from her hand into the bark, running up into the crown and down into the ground, where it sought out other nearby trees where their crowns too began to grow and eventually, blocked out the sky where they stood, leaving no clear shot towards Nerzhei.

"I don't understand your motives Blood. I attempt to, but they seem sporadic and harmful towards those who you are not even going to feed upon, and your hunger rivals that of the mythical leviathans. Please, explain what is going on, and why you wish to bite the hand that seemingly wants to help you in some way. I want to understand."

The hunger that Blood had shown thus far were a major problem, and one that needed to be controlled perhaps as they went on. At least if it continued as it did now, where she could eat a fish near her own size, and within five minutes seek more flesh to devour. It wasn't sustainable for the ecosystem, and as the dryad warden of the Everfree Forest, she needed to handle this threat to her forest if it came to that, though she begged to the earth mother it wasn't. She didn't wish to fight, or expel a being from her domain, but as it looked now, she were reaching at straws to find reasons why Blood were not as big a threat as she were starting to show herself to be.

Blood frowned as the tree disrupted her plans, it was very counter productive. She hated things that were counter productive. "It's not hard to understand others, it's impossible" she remarked to the tree. "I have a purpose and im acting on that purpose. Anyone attempting to interfere with my purpose will be removed from the equation" she growled at the tree, clearly threatening her.

"You manage growth and life and such, i manage the other side of that. So that you can have your side and so forth. Otherwise the system collapses, and that is where I come in, spreading my plagues and whatnot. I control the population to prevent them eating everything and killing themselves off in the process. If you got a infected bark and there was no cure, you would remove that side to save the rest of yourself. I am doing that, but in a larger sense" I explained.

"Nerzhei is trying to interfere with my plague spreading, and that is not acceptable, so she needs to be...... Pruned in some sense, yes that would help you understand. Nerzhei is a twig in the whole scheme of things, a twig that needs to be pruned, so you can either let me prune her or i have to prune a second twig, though a much more important twig, one that I would have to then replace or re balance" she finished.

The re-balancing would probably be another plague, since the tree did a very good job managing the forest. Since those resources would decrease, then the populations utilising those resources would then have to be reduced to prevent environmental degradation. It was a good thing that Blood was good at maths.

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