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"Tired means making mistakes. bad things happen when that is the case," Draco stated as he placed the anti magic ring back into his saddlebags. Draco sighed as he didn't need this for his blood pressure. hmm maybe he should go to the spa....yes a spa visit could help him.

 

Meanwhile Ancalagon slept dreaming of his long past. A large mountain of gold surrounded his great black scaly body. He was older than those princesses. And the ponies of this courier guild was his family. And when one of his courier's awoken him from his slumber with a report of an alicorn causing distress in Ponyville. He saw the poor peregrine falcon tired as can be. That was Draco's well time for him to show himself. Though it would take alittle bit of time. He said with hi voice sounding like an avalanche "I want our warriors to be deployed to Ponyville. supplies and workers there with in a day," he said as he slowly got up.

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A knight is sworn to valor. His heart knows only virtue. His blade defends the helpless. His word speaks only truth. His wrath undoes the wicked.

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@@Blitz Boom

 

In Early Ponyville

 

"Actually, the fault this time is mine. I wasn't specific enough in explaining what to do. Our presence here isn't meant to teach the subtleties of manipulating destiny. The timeline only works if you're the one to make these alterations. You see, I've tried taking you back before the battle in Ponyville, but it altered the events of the battle, so I had to take you from after the battle, in a timeline where you survived. To do that, I had to bring in the Changeling Queen to prevent you from taking certain actions that would bring about your demise in a timeline without Penny Buttercup present. I made minor alterations here in this time to cause the town to be constructed as it needed to be arranged, took you from after the battle, altered this part of the timeline, and watched to ensure that it had worked. Now we're here making the same alterations as a version of you that never existed, because if he never existed he couldn't have changed this and all of the work would have been undone. Thus are the complexities of this method." He seemed slightly embarrassed saying all this, since it wasn't often he had the option of choosing his words. Usually, he had lived through the same moment so many times that he knew exactly what to say and when to say it. This was different. He had only been here with Zhu once, and it was a different version of him from before. "Oh, and getting the Changeling there involved curing an incurable disease so the one doctor that could help her wouldn't be to busy to do so. But the lesson here, if there is any, is that I am not all-powerful nor infallible. I make mistakes just as anyone else would. I just don't let my mistakes stop me. I was intending to go back and correct my words to you, but we'll just go back together. Now please remember to ask for a pouch worth of berries and balance the bit standing on end on the tip of her nose." In a moment they were back to where they were before. "You two look like you could use a snack. Might I interest you in some nuts or berries?"

 

 

@@Blitz Boom

 

In the Realm of Dreams

 

The elevator descended slowly, rattling as it went down. The music was some old fashioned smooth jazz, but it wasn't very good. There were about a hundred floors on the indicator above the elevator door, and it seemed to take ten seconds to go from one floor to the next. It was clear that the two would be here a while. "How do these things work? Do we just sit here and do nothing until we get to where we're going? It's almost like I'm back to being a tree. I suppose there isn't much else we can do though. For now, I guess we're stuck. Anything you want to talk about while we wait? Like maybe what I can expect the world to be like?"

 

 

@@Widdershins,

 

When Ambie arrived at the log pile, he would find not six, but eight logs. There, standing atop the logs staring deep into the forest was a tall hooded figure standing on its hind legs. It had a dark grey tail with a white tip and patches of orange. There was a bow and quiver on his back, and a dagger on his belt. "You have no business with me. Begone," he said without even turning to face the newcomer. At this angle, the hood was sufficiently hiding his face.

 

 

@@Lloyd

 

"It depends on your pallet. What one might find irresistible another might find horrid. If you can tell me a few of your favorite foods, I can get an idea of what I'm working with. Keep in mind it doesn't have to be sweets, any foods you like will do." There was just so much selection that Blossom had no idea where to begin, so she figured it would be best to start with an idea of what he liked.

 

@@Blitz Boom

 

"Okay, right this way," Penny said before turning around, looking for a street sign, then turning down a road to the left. "The Café I mentioned is owned and run by a couple of mares named Sapphire and Midnight. They have quite the selection of teas. Last I saw, there was construction being done for a patio out in the back." She spoke as she led the way, occasionally stopping to check the street signs to make sure she was going the right way.

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"R...Right... Extra muffins... Sounds great!" Trinket giggled, moving back towards the kitchen area in order to get the treats as instructed. By that point, she was also searching for any nearby hole where she could bury and hide her face in. She felt truly horrible for behaving like that in front of Serenade: her new friends let her in on such an important, private secret and she freaks out like a child. Granted, she did spend most of her time around small fillies and foals, and some of their innocence ended up rubbing off on her, but the fact that she needed to calm down was undeniable. Upon locating the aforementioned bread box, Trinket allowed herself to have an extra muffin, taking a bite off of it.

 

"Mm... But seriously now." She spoke up, maintaining her cool for once. "Just out of curiosity... what exactly does a Siren's diet consist of?... I-I don't mean to sound too nosy or anything, I'm just... honestly curious."

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@@Seamore Sandwich,

 

   Blinking a few times, then a few more times just to make sure he wasn't imagining ponies where they weren't, Ambie shook his head for a moment then stared back up for a moment at this cloaked shadow before responding.

  "Well... you are right about that, yeah... But... I do have business with those logs you're standing on."

 His face scrunching up a bit more than usual, a quick thought came to Ambie before hesitantly adding on.

"...and, well, if you help me load the logs I can, uhm, 'begone' all that much faster? ...eh-heh?"


   Beatings & Salivations Everybeing!   Creativity is something blatantly important to me as is no doubt evidenced by the 28 OCs I have posted here of the some forty plus I have, they're linked altogether at the bottom of my About Me page in my Profile & I would deeply cherish anything you wish to say about them! Among which of those I am proudest most of is my Draconequusona, His/My Ask Thread  and my Hydra, Gallimaufry or "Mauf" and their own Ask Thread!  Either way, sufficed to say, I am quite confident I have more OCs than you! Crazier to! Do You have a tatzelpony?! No, I rather think you don't! Hew-Hew-hew!

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"Heroing sounds interesting though. Or it it vigilantism I think about? Whichever let's me beat up the most bad ones in whatever way I see fit I guess."
  Cresent chuckled remembering the old guard he met befor hoof "your thinking of vilginanty never thought of it myself much, herd its more of a double life more then anything else think about it villens knowing your real name harming those close to you and also trying not to be caught by the local authority's. " the bat pony said.

 

"but honestly in terms of heroing anything could happen on the way to your town" cresent said

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@@Driz"Mostly....fish...but I...can live...off a vegetarian...diet....but I become...weak." Serenade sits up, folding her forelegs under her"But...there is....something Sirens...can do.." Several deep breaths, "Sirens....can...feed off...disharmony and negative emotions...to fuel our....magic." Serenade blinks, "I've...never done that....Princess Luna...would have...my flank...if I did." She tries to smile, remembering not to show teeth.

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@@Blitz Boom,

 

Misty approached the box, she waved a hoof over the lid, opening it with magic, she was inside, so she knew it was safe to do. She smiled at this accomplishment, but the smiled disappeared when she spotted the contents. "Astral, I don't think all the dark magic books got put in the bag."

 

Astral walked over to the box, seeing its contents. "But they checked the wagon, so would would they miss it?"

 

Misty looked up at Astral. "Might've just been luck?"

 

"Heh." She snickered a bit. "There's no such thing as luck, so it might be that guards are as stupid as they are said to be."

 

Misty giggled, looking at the books. "What's in these ones though?"

 

"They talk about dark magic creatures, and sorcerers." Misty looked at Astral curiously. "Yes, sorcerers use dark magic from time to time." She grinned slightly, looking down at the book. "Kinda like I have."

 

Misty picked the box up. "Are all of them about creatures and sorcerers, right?"

 

"Yeah, but you shouldn't read it at your age. It can cause paranoia." She levitated the book away from Misty's hooves, into her own, she also levitated the box away out of her grasp, Misty didn't resist this very much, knowing resisting telekinesis holds barely any effect, especially Astrals. "I'll put this away downstairs, you keep out of it." Astral said, looking at both Misty, and Chow. The box closed mysteriously, no hoof movements or anything.

 

"Fine..." Misty said, secretly having the intention of binge-reading the book during the night. Her curiosity was too strong to resist the idea.

 

Astral put the box down in the basement, wondering what could be in those books as well, but deciding to leave that for tomorrow, after the tour. "Might take us a few hours to get it all in. Don't know if we can come up with things to talk about during that." Astral said as she walked up the stairs of the basement.

 

"It's not like we need to talk Astral." Misty said turning her head to Astral. "I'm sure Chow's fine with a few hours of silence as we carry in boxes."

 

Misty opened the box@@Seamore Sandwich,

 

 

Francis blanked, he had only one favorite food, being a changeling and all, it was love. He couldn't just say. Excuses were the answer, as usual. But instead, he went to listing foods he ate, with his muzzle. "Hay burgers, all the flavors of chocolate, and all the flavors of ice cream, milk... Lots of things, I can't usually pick favorites though." He looked around the store. "Sweet things are another of mine, I just can't really say what I wouldn't like here. Maybe if you give out samples?" He asked, looking to her.


You have your whole life left, so much to do, so much time to do it.

Use it wisely; Because you will never get a second chance.

 

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@@Blitz Boom

 

Ghilan rummaged through the documents once more, hoping to find anything else amiss. It was the one note that was slipped in there that raised his suspicions on one of two things: a piece of information that is simply there to throw him off or the possibility of a secret ally. Or both of his suspicions are from one and the same source. He didn't know anyone who could show an interest in the matter and he certainly didn't let anyone else know about this. Everything done up to that point was all his doing and yet someone knows about the plan to investigate Solasan's actions. 

"I didn't get anything from the healer." Ghilan examined the note closely, specifically the quill strokes. "I only brought in your injured companion and asked her to look after him. But these items... Mushrooms and spindleweed?" 

Lin thought those sounded familiar, but those two ingredients are commonly used for different items, usually tonics or salves to treat minor cuts and scrapes. The mushrooms are cooking ingredients but the medicinal uses escape her. 

"I'm stumped," Lin said. "We should pay the healer a visit. This note here is a lead; we mind as well put it to use." 

Sen was already at the hut's exit and waiting for the group to move. Ghilan stayed behind to put out the fires lighting the communal hut interior before catching up with the rest. The healer was about to turn in for the night and have one of her assistants take over her duties. It was the routine to look after the sick and injured throughout the day and even in the evening, but she was getting old and her body wouldn't be able to handle the stress. Ghilan was the first to spot her and he waved to her. The latter caught the sign and approached.

Ghilan gestured the group to hold still while he approached the healer with the list. There was the expected whispering and exasperated pacing from the elder but he returned disturbed with what he was told. 

"Some good news and bad news, everyone. The good news is the healer knows what the note is talking about. It's a concoction that induces hallucinations to whoever drinks it but the effect isn't one of confusion. It lets them relive repressed or forgotten memories in vivid detail, the kind that can be useful for gathering hidden information. The bad news is that same concoction may lead to strange side effects, potentially harmful ones." 

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@@Blitz Boom,

"Mutual respect until further interaction? Perfectly acceptable I shall not pry, nor would I even want too, everyone has a story of virtue of vice. Or both and this story almost always involves hardships and the like"

Void almost seemed to refer to himself as well as Belladonna in his talk, his casual neutral smirk returning as he thinks... He may have already found his Ambassador, even if she wasn't of the race. She was an outsider, she saw the larger perspective and he liked that. The added intellect and formality made it even clearer a choice in his mind. He wouldn't ask if she would take the role just yet, his mind totally stern away from the original thoughts of his past, he couldn't help wonder who she was referring to but as he already offered the respect for the previous situational topic he would also avoid prying on exactly who she was listening out for and seeking.

"This talk has been rather insightful and to be fair. I feel I already could easily find the Ambassador required to unify both Changelings in peace, not for just Equestria, but our species as a whole too. It is always nice to have an outsiders situational awareness on an entire issue and you just became the outsider I needed I guess? Hope outsider doesn't sound to harsh a descriptive for you but as you can blatantly understand. You're a pony and I am not, simple as that ey? Eheheh"

Void felt his chuckle almost sending a macabre tone but he shook his head, the past thoughts obviously being a stirrer on his emotions even if he hid it quite well, he did enjoy the company of this mare, even though he was initially looking for Briar he found Belladonna, who offered just as much advice as Void himself wanted, which in tow calmed him down, especially after such a critical journey in Voids mind as the Crystal Empire. Many ponies there hold a grudge for their Princess and her husband which causes them to hate Void and his kin even though their Princess forgave his kind. Grudges. Something all species had to deal with and they never offered any peace of mind. 


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@@Blitz Boom

 

"That was a dark day. Everypony was in such disarray during the attack with changelings taking this pony and that. That was until the shield came back up that everypony felt safe once more," Derplight held his head low. It wasn't his best moment. Looking back, he regrets taking part in the attack. All those ponies running in fear of his previous form, it disgusted him. Ponies still doing that still makes Derplight queasy.

 

Derplight did look up when Briar mentioned his other limb. He looked on in curiosity as Briar lifted the cape and revealed the flower on his back. He mouthed wow as the majestic petals flowed up and down at a methodical pace. This was something he has never seen in his travels, or even heard of. 

 

Derplight shook himself from the stare of the petals. "I've never met an Evergrown, so excuse my staring," he said sheepishly. 


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@@Blitz Boom

 

Lance didn't notice Molotov flirting with the mare at first. However, by the time Lance had caught up with him, he noticed. "Dude!.. Come on, give the mare some space," Lance whispered furiously. He desperately poked Molotov in hopes to distract him. "Come on, come on. Come on!"


You have laid your eyes upon my post. Be afraid. Please. With a cherry on top? I'm dying here...

 

Oh and here's my OC, I guess: Lance

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Nerzhei were going to reply to Missklang when the pony returned and made her silently contemplating just grabbing hold of her, wander back to the forge and use her as kindling. She hated over-dramatic being like this.   "Hold on, I gotta address this."   Turning her back on Missklang for the moment, her gaze fell on the ill pony that were trying to prove something by moving closer towards the forge, despite it being quite a distance from them currently.   "I told you, I keep my word and will help you, but what way do you expect me to react when you don't think before you act and try to kill a fr- acquaintance of mine? With laughter? I am not carefree enough to just let something like that be brushed off like that, regardless of how she ended up fine.   Now, stop overreacting to a perfectly logical response, and try to focus here instead. Play with your bombs or something instead perhaps, and show that you can work responsibly with them instead of what you did the last time. Might make me less prone of thinking that you have no self control, and can actually trust you a bit again, which will help as we try to find you a cure. You wanted to be healthy again after all, yes?"   Truth be told, she were unlikely to ever trust this pony, but she could pretend for a time if it were. Provided that the mare gave her reason to think higher of her than she did thus far, of course.

 

Blood Drops blinked at Nerzhei. "She looks alright to me, It wasn't my fault. That stallion gave me them to start with, if you knew I was so irresponsible. Then you wouldn't have let me have them to begin with. Don't blame your own failures on me" she snorted rudely. She then snorted amused "Me playing with my bombs caused this mess in the first place" she remarked, "You want me to play with them?, Fine" she growled. She picked up her bag of bombs and emptied it on the floor. She then sat on all of them.

 

"Go on then, your meant to be making me healthy again. Off you go, i'm not gonna be moving anywhere" she remarked.


IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU'RE ALIVE OR DEAD

 

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YOUR MAREFRIEND IS ALWAYS RIGHT

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"Can't imprison him, but I can divert him."

 

The ponies in town were rather easy to get along on something as soon as somepony with authority could begin to use it properly. It tended to demand some respect, but considering how she had gotten their rebuilding efforts going smoothly and more streamlined than usual, most tended to give her at least some, with some bonus points added for her part in fighting the monster yesterday. It was enough to work with when it came to doling out messages and getting things done, as long as she kept it simple. Abusing power would make it all fall apart a little by little just as much as anypony challenging her authority did, but so far she had managed to step right on that thin line in between. Even now, when she had to ensure that Draco and Senvious were kept apart, did things stay manageable. Long as she didn't hide that it was because there were some bad blood it would go well, and that part had been added in the message to go around.

 

Might be a bother to know for Senvious or Draco that their little feud were known around, but she couldn't afford secrets right now. Not if she wanted things to go well.

 

"The ponies working at the spa mainly are the Lotus sisters from what I know. They will provide whatever is on the list, as long as you respect them. I don't expect that to be an issue?"

 

Senvious was an alicorn, and therefore likely high up in some society, but that didn't mean that he had to right to speak down to anypony, and she wanted to ensure that he didn't have the attitude of him being above the *servants* when she brought him to the spa. If she got an inkling that he did think of those like the Lotus sisters to be little more than peasants in his eyes that were just there to serve, she would cut this off immediately, and find him a lake instead. Might be she wanted him calmer, but that didn't mean that she wanted a spoiled brat to ruin the mood around here, though he didn't show too many signs of having his head stuck somewhere the sun never shines. just yet.

 

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@@Midnight_Aurora

@@Shineling

@@genessee

 

"Really? Seems silly to take it too slow, but hey, I'm one against two here, so you win this round. Guess I'll start with the curry and work my way up from there." (New color for Molotov.)

 

He gave a wink to Void who began to look a little more relivd after the stalliong turned over to Storm. She wasn't used to anypony talking to her like that, and frankly wasn't sure what had just happened. Had he tried to flirt with her? No, that wasn't possible. She were too damaged and strange in it to be considered like that for anypony, and she knew it. Likely, he were just mocking him...

 

Somewhat depressed, but trying to force a smile on her face, she turned to the other two ponies that had helped her against this one, and tried to do what she could here to get some sort of sentence out.

 

"T-Thank you for that. I don't uhm... K-Know what that was e-even about."

 

Void cleared her throat a little, then focused more directly on the mare that had asked something about a food item before that had been heard, but Void just hadn't been able to answer it at the time because of... Well, the strange one with metal wings.

 

Reaching over and grabbing a plate, she put a good piece of food on the plate before reaching it forth and putting it on the desk. Might be that she could reach it all the way and just deliver to the hoof, but she didn't want to interrupt magic with her aura, and reach by hoof would be too close. Any magic would be nullified at that point, including any cloaking spells, in case that was a thing. Not that anypony here would need that sort though. Not like any of them were changelings after all, right?

 

"Here you go, and uhm... M-My name is Void. I'm sorry if I l-look a little... Nervous. Not used to t-talking with ponies. But uhm... N-No, I should ask you first. What would you l-like?"

 

A glassy look seemed to go over her right eye for a little as she looked for the word *nervous* in her mind, though not her left. A Glass eyes really only had whatever emotions in them that the viewer guessed there were, which facial impressions for example usually influenced, but you could still see a difference if you tried.

 

Still, not something she thought much of in general,a nd neither did she when she turned her head a little to the stallion there, whom she had asked the final question to. Couldn't let him stand and go hungry after all, unless Storm had perhaps taken him? O-Oh dear... Well, guess they'd see soon enough.

 

As for Molotov, he just went straight over to the curry that Storm had pointed him towards and had a sniff, which nearly burned the hairs in his nose straight outta his head.

 

"Phew, that stuff smells like it could melt through the planet. Hah, I love it! Let's have a crack at that."

 

The milk seemed a good idea considering the smell, so he poured a good glass fro the nearby can, which seemed to have been deliberately placed the most efficient place. Good cooking skill right there, though the skill he cared the most for were towards what were in the bowl.

 

A bit of clicking were heard on his back from the mechanical spider that had crawled over to the side of his face to get a better look at the bowl, to which Molotov just grinned.

 

"Don't be silly Carmen. This stuff would fry your wires or make you explode. Better leave the rocket fuel to a professional."

 

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@@Missklang

@@BloodDrops

 

"Hmmm, sounds like my research into chaos magic will need some greater understanding of things than I currently have then. Likely better to wait on expanding to larger concentrations until I have a higher degree of knowledge on the matter, even if understanding it per se isn't possible. Perhaps I can find a book on the matter for a rainy day.

 

As for you Blood, you can't stay here indefinitely. but if you can just sit there for now then fine. Will give me the time to try and see if I can get a base medallion ready for the tests."

 

Nerzhei pondered her words for a moment whilst the last threads of her anger began to ebb down for now, then gave a questioning look towards Missklang.

 

"Do you think you can watch over her as I go and check the forge? And Blood? I would suggest trying to talk with him when I work if it is. Chaos is unpredictable, but strong. Might be he could end up being of some help to your problem as well."

 

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@@dragon4111

 

"Well, yeah. Too little sleep is all sorts of harmful on your focus. Can make you end up messing up real badly."

 

"H-How long do y-you think he have been... A-Awake?"

 

It was barely a voice that most would be able to hear, but thankfully, Ziggy managed to hear well enough at the moment to pick up on what the bat pony said, though she did wonder why her voice were like this. Nervous, or perhaps afraid? Something to think of more than likely, though perhaps she was just one of them reeeeally shy ones. Like Fluttershy.

 

"Aaaaanyway. Do you two need help with anything before I zoom away? How about a big huuug?"

 

Long Stare looked a little pale as the zegasus took a step forward with a big, childish smile on her lips and the question flowing from her muzzle. Might be a good thing to decline that offer before she ended up mortified, though she couldn't find words right now.

 

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@@Seamore Sandwich

 

"Like a stone breaking the surface, and predicting when the next must be thrown."

 

Zhu understood what the Creator said, even if many other beings likely wouldn't get it straight away. He knew of what a small change could create, and a simple gust of the wind could destroy in the long run. The threads of things to come were fragile like that, and were sometimes swayed by even the smallest wind, just as the Creator had spoken off when he mentioned Penny, and how his life could potentially have been void without her presence.

 

The exact results of this minor change in things to come witht he vendor however, which included what were likely his death, came into sight before the two stepped back and they once again stood and would repeat what they were supposed to, though this time he followed the words and actions that were expected of him to the letter, including the balancing on the vendor's nose. He would rather they did not have to jump again to try and fix things indefinitely.

 

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@@Seamore Sandwich

 

"Messy."

 

It was the first word that came to mind when Charlie asked her about the outside world, and something she found were generally true about everything that went on.

 

"So much fighting, hatred and evil actions are out there that it can feel hard to comprehend sometimes. It will make you question whatever it was ever worth it stay there sometimes, or if it wouldn't be better to just... Escape from it all.

 

Yet, the things that make the world worth living in tends to count for more. The world that seems to bloom around you with life and experiences around every corner, and the being in it that haves their bad apples, but does include those who will make you feel accepted. Perhaps even loved.

 

Love is a valuable and treasured thing that will make life worth it when you find it. Just being near them makes your heart flutter, and the days seems brighter every time you glance at them. Every smile will be a precious thing, and every laughter or hug will feel like everything you have ever needed. With them, you won't feel alone, or hated. You will be whole, and have a life that will feel perfect. Beautiful in ways you can't imagine..."

 

She turned her back on Charles as a tear ran down her cheek, and the last heartfelt, but eventually pained words escaped her muzzle.

 

"The world won't be easy on you Charlie. It will be horrible and magnificent at the same time, but it holds things that dreams can't give you. What it is, is different for everypony, but you will know when you find it. And when you do... Don't let it get away. Believe me, you don't want to live with the regrets."

 

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@@Seamore Sandwich

 

"Tea's you say? Perhaps I should go there the next time I visit the town then, and see for myself what selection they have. I do so hope for local brews though. The variance is quite delicious at times."

 

Scarcity knew well the tastes of tea, as she had a taste for the warm brews that extended far beyond what selection Canterlot could offer. Indeed, every time she went somewhere out of town, there were hardly a store that sold teas that she didn't visit in the hope of there being a hidden gem amongst the leaves, so to speak.

 

Why, her favorite tea had even come from such a situation. A small store in some dingy little town where she had to deal with an eccentric that wished to meet face to face whilst negotiating. It had nearly gone out of business by the time that she got there, but one taste of their homemade brew... There wasn't a way she could just let that fail.

 

So she made some contacts, got the tea out there, and these days they were busy keeping up orders in a rapidly growing business, of which she had some stock in. Not enough to make her a decision maker r influence the ways they handled their store if they did not agree with her advise, but enough for her to taste the profit now and again, as well as the crates of tea that got send her way each month. It wasn't the only one she drank of course, as that would be boring, but she went through these when visited or on bad days, and a cup could quickly turn into ten if a thirsty buyer of the higher classes were there, so there was hardly anything left at the end of the month in any way.

 

"Do you partake in tea drinking dear? There is scarcely anything like a well brewed cup at the end of a long day."

 

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@@cwhip9,

 

"Indeed. Somepony might storm out of the next bush and... Sweep you away."

 

Zinthar grabbed hold of one of the colt's legs with one of his tails, and pulled it away from under him. It should be a fine little piece of fun for him without making something too bad happen that would get him chastised, and since the colt had stood still at the time, frozen to the spot with a concerned and afraid expression on his face, he wasn't going to roll anywhere from momentum.

 

That were the response that Zinthar had expected out of the colt more or less. He were a scared little one, and hearing the feline speak about cultists should get to him by all accounts. That didn't concern him really, and neither did Crescent, though his approach intrigued him. He hadn't expected that he would brush over it and not mention it, not tense in any sort of way, and yet he had reacted as if somepony spoke to him about the weather. How... Curious.

 

As the colt got up on his hooves and began to wander forth again in silence, the feline kept thinking on whatever or not Crescent were simply holding up the facade well, but he didn't mention it. This seemed like one of those things that would be more fun to see develop, rather than push it too fast.

 

"Now then, you say I think like a vigilante? Do tell, is there anything bad with that in this age? Back when I was around, somepony seeking his own justice wasn't all that frowned upon by the general masses. As long as the guards kept their long noses out of it that were. Pesky little things sometimes."

 

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@@Lloyd

 

"I'm almost willing to bet bits that you two can't be quiet for two hours. You'll find something to have a stab at the other with, like more of them black magic books shoved in a sock or something."

 

He let out a laugh and went back outside to pick up another box, whilst trying to push his mind away from what exactly the two gals had spoken about once they popped the last box open.

 

At this point, it really shouldn't get to him anymore considering what were with them, and it wasn't like he were surprised that they had these sort of things, but it still caused a little part in him to siver when the two of them talked about black magic books like it were regular reading. If you didn't include the banning of Misty from reading it that were, but even that hadn't really been a big, huffy affair. Plus, something told him that it wasn't gonna stop the crafty lil' filly. She struck him as the sort who wouldn't take no for an answer like this when it came to just some reading at least, even if it were some really messed up stuff.

 

*sigh* Perhaps he should focus on something else instead of this whilst he worked, so his mind didn't get all filled with paranoid stuff again. Ignoring what went on might be harmful in the long run, but right here and now, he just wanted to think on something more normal. Oh, perhaps he should think on what sort of things he'd need for the chopper at the store to make his surf and turf cat food? That wasn't a bad thought. Might as well get mentally prepped for his own work eventually.

 

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@@EQ_Theta

 

"Is somepony supposed to drink that then?"

 

Omen looked over towards the healer who seemed like somepony old. How old she hadn't a clue, but the way she moved and looked made it seem that way at least, unless it wasn't something that signaled you being pretty old with the longma? They looked pretty different from the sort of beings she normally knew, so who could be sure. Didn't matter anyway, especially not as the healer had left now and the four of them were left to try and figure out what to do now, which all seemed to point to one thing: Somepony had to make the drink, and then guzzle it down.

 

It could be Ghilan, but that wouldn't make much sense. He seemed to know things well enough, so if it was something about this case, why would he need to get memories back about it? She wasn't sure what repressed meant, but otherwise, she couldn't see what might make Ghilan the target for this drink. unless he had done something back then? Possible, but that would have come up, right?

 

She knew that it wasn't her at least, as she had barely even met the longma twins, and several years ago would more than likely have been roaming through some sort of forest or wandered in the ocean to look at fish again, in her small breaks between looking for her master. She wouldn't have clue about anything, which left Sen and Lin.

 

It could be both really. Sen had been there back then and would know things that he might have forgotten, but then again, Lin had been through all of that... magic stuff with the orb, and perhaps it was something with that? Hmm...

 

"I think Sen or Lin, but not good if it hurts. Mother wouldn't like it. Don't think I would either."

 

She stood in silence for a bit before shaking her head slightly.

 

"No, definitely won't like it. The strange feeling comes back when thinking on it."

 

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@@Handsome Changeling

 

"Outsider is an adequate description. The matter is first and foremost a changeling matter, and as such, a being that is not of the race, yet interferes with the process, would be referred to as an outsider. Several cruder words could also be found, but I doubt I have a need to list off 7 different degrading words off the top of my head."

 

Belladonna had been called many things in her life, so she had a good storage to chose from, thought the majority wouldn't make much sense being yelled at her without context. Something which were not going to surface, as she had taken great care and long, methodical steps in ensuring that certain parts of her past were never uncovered again. It were buried in the past, and far as she cared, it should stay there.

 

Regardless of that though, she still had words to use that could fit. A few variations of *Food* came to mind as the most obvious, whilst *peasant* and a few descriptions of her place in the world-view of the more hostile changelings came to mind afterwards, followed by a few phrases that would speak down to her simply because she were a pony, and it were technically pony influence that created the lovebugs alongside Thorax.

 

"As for the rest, I can give an outside and objective view and opinion on things, but for a diplomat to rise up, the leader of the people in most races need to designate one for it. As changelings are split in hives, it would likely instead go towards a democratic vote amongst the queens of said hives, between what is considered suitable beings for the position. Unless one queen technically is above all else in the leadership, which would make her opinion on the matter final, but that would require there to be a unified string of hives, which I admit I have not heard about at this point in time.

 

Unless you prefer to think of a mediator between the two hives instead? Somepony to stop them from falling into violent confrontations when met could work, and would have a easier time for an outsider to be chosen, as it would not require a position offered by one side, but instead be an agreed upon neutral party for the time being. But again, a mediator would not speak with much authority, so there are things to consider if somepony attempts this.

 

Of course, there is also the third party of non-hived changelings to consider if the amount of such is great enough, but that is a foggy area to gaze into from my point of view, as I do not know if the hiveless ones are considered a different part, or just a somewhat disjointed part that is still on the regular changelings side of things."

 

Admittedly, she didn't know much about how all hives worked, but she had made some observations and knew that the queen in each hive were the undisputed leader that made all the decisions for their hive. What she had heard of others since she had been to one hadn't given her evidence of other things as of yet, just as it hadn't about somepony being above the hive's queen. A queen of all queens if you would, wasn't something she had even heard a whiff of a rumor about, and she would assume that that one would have come up at some point. If from nothing else, than a disgruntled, former drone that had been exiled or wandered away from the hive.

 

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@@BloodDrops

 

Briar chuckled.

 

"Worry not, I can understand. You should have seen the look on my face the first time I were around ponies and found out how unlike my own kind they acted and worked. I stood as a large question mark several times too.

 

Besides, I don't worry about the gawking. Not really a problem that affects you much, considering I'm blind. Strange looks doesn't really get to you when you can't see them, though for some reason, I can still sense when somepony looks at me angrily. It's like there's a force emanating from the body when that happens, which is rather strange I would say."

 

"N-Not blind much m-more..."

 

Brittle spoke in a low voice and looked up at Briar who suddenly seemed like he had a light bulb go out above his head.

 

"Ah yes, of course, silly me. I forgot about that, but perhaps I should explain first, to make it more understandable for our companion here.

 

See, I am what is refered to as a Snaproot amongst my kind. Essentially, I am a mutation that results in carnivorous tendencies to be mixed with my genes, which are hinted in by the two signs that are always there when we emerge from the great tree. Sharp teeth and no eyes.

 

I admit, I do not see the evolutionary benefits of eyes being excluded, but I guess that's why they call us mutations. But in any case, after my departure from my tribe, I set out to explore, and after a long time, near this very town, I found somepony who claimed to be able to give me sight. Fascinating thing really, and I had my doubts, but she were rather convincing and yesterday, she implanted a pair in my head."

 

A grimace went briefly over his face as he remembered the minutes that took. It were likely one of the worst things he had ever gone through, and much as he owed Vivid thanks for keeping her end of the deal, he couldn't help but curse her name in several ways at the time without feeling remorse over it. The pain had been... Excruciating enough to warrant that he'd say.

 

"But I digress. The point of the matter being, as Brittle so delightfully put forth, that as the moon rises to it's height on the sky tonight, these bandages will be removed and I will be seeing for the first time. So as she said, i will not be blind for much longer, though I can assure you that I will still not judge you for any stares. I am comfortable with whom I am, and I understand that as I am of a generally reclusive race, ponies will be wondering and judging. It is simply natural I would say."


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@@Blitz Boom

 

"I don't know if it would affect a robot.." Storm mentioned to Molotov thoughtfully, placing a bottle of Dragonfire Hotsauce next to the curry. "But it's probably not a good idea to find out. I mean, sure I only used half of a Dragon's Breath Pepper or so in the Curry, but that's still a lot for most, um.. Creatures? I'd say ponies, but considering some dragons have trouble with those peppers... yeah.." He scratched the back of his head bashfully, "I've got a bunch of extra milk in the back, just in case."


Have no fear, The Party Pegasus Storm Shine (Pinkie's Coltfriend! (Unfortunately, this is not Hasbro Official...  ) ) Is here! Along with his little brother Nimble Flight and his adopted son Grey Sky, Not to mention his childhood friend Feather Breezeheart!

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@@Blitz Boom,

"Well for the Queen of Queens, there is Chrysalis. The main power Hives, as they are known as due to their intense influence is Hive Chrysalis, Hive Miasma, Hive Nekropolis, Hive Hagfish and Hive Honeycomb as well as Hives that are known but hold less influence, Chrysalis does however lead the strongest Hive of all and is the undisputed leader of the Queens decisions in Equestria and the outer regions too to an extent. Now getting her to listen, is easy, getting her to agree is difficult if she deems the idea non vital or not important to the Hives... And I know the 5 Leading Queens dislike the new race so their judgement is clouded"

Void being a second in command to the Hive Miasma meant he served as the messenger and voice for the drones in a way. giving the Queens judgement to all, there was also second in commands in all Hives, Void genuinely enjoyed the company of all 4 of his other second in command allies, him serving as a messenger meant meeting other Queens was often a task given, one that usually went sour or sweet there was no in between.

"An outsider would make a great Hive Unifier and Ambassador you know this right? Somebuggy like you Belladonna would fit the role. Smart, judging well and has no bias to the situation"

Void knew his words had to be carefully placed, not arse kissing but simply stating viable truths that lend a good view to the situation, his pacing came back as he spoke each word, his cheeky smile becoming more natural and pleased, the idea of an Ambassador obviously appealed to him greatly.

"Oh and calling you something degrading or petty. Not in my idea or even apart of my brain, being such a virulent thug is pointless. I see you as a friend now after our chats, somebuggy I could speak to, share opinions openly and speak too easily, insulting you is pointless and whoever did it should be duly punished"


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@everyone

Draco held out his left wing. "Long Stare is a shy pony a very shy pony. So please no hugs for her atleast," Draco said as he hugged Longstare. He was grinning. "But anyhow I feel that there will be some trouble coming," Draco stated with a chuckle as he rubbed the back of his head.

 

Ancalagon's shadow darkened Ponyville. His large wings were spread afar. He roared his return from his slumber. Though he had a long walk to go he took his first step from out of his underground home. His great wings blotted out Celestia's sun.

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A knight is sworn to valor. His heart knows only virtue. His blade defends the helpless. His word speaks only truth. His wrath undoes the wicked.

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"Hmmm, sounds like my research into chaos magic will need some greater understanding of things than I currently have then. Likely better to wait on expanding to larger concentrations until I have a higher degree of knowledge on the matter, even if understanding it per se isn't possible. Perhaps I can find a book on the matter for a rainy day.   As for you Blood, you can't stay here indefinitely. but if you can just sit there for now then fine. Will give me the time to try and see if I can get a base medallion ready for the tests."   Nerzhei pondered her words for a moment whilst the last threads of her anger began to ebb down for now, then gave a questioning look towards Missklang.   "Do you think you can watch over her as I go and check the forge? And Blood? I would suggest trying to talk with him when I work if it is. Chaos is unpredictable, but strong. Might be he could end up being of some help to your problem as well."

 

 

Blood Drops nodded at her and decided to get herself comfy. She sat down near to the forge so she was warm, but not so she was in the way. "I will let you do your things, though if it doesn't work. Then I will build a house nearby or so" she remarked. She then turned to the other pony, "I don't need watching over, I'm not going to do anything" she remarked.

 

She stared at the pony that was meant to be watching her, she was going to make him not have too much fun. She let out a snort and got back up, if he was going to watch her, he would have to follow her. She began trotting towards where the Blitz Filly kept her fireworks.

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IT DOESN'T MATTER IF YOU'RE ALIVE OR DEAD

 

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@@Blitz Boom @@dragon4111

 

"Are you sure you really want to eat that? It looks lethal."

 

Lance could practically smell the spiciness coming from the curry.

 

"Lethal as in, like, spicy. Not, like, not-good-tasting. So don't take it that way."

 

The amount of sheer heat coming from the dish reminded Lance of a minature campfire on a trip.

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You have laid your eyes upon my post. Be afraid. Please. With a cherry on top? I'm dying here...

 

Oh and here's my OC, I guess: Lance

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*Cacora accepted the plate a slight glow coming from her hoof as it passed through the field but, other than the glow, no other signs showed. Cacora held the plate curious about that glow. It was vibrant and pink and gave of a love filled aura of emotion.* "Woah..."

 

*Her fixation with the now gone glow has her perplexed and confused.*

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@@Moonlit,

 

"I see..." Trinket commented, hanging her head low with a somewhat sad expression on her face. Now that she thought about it, it wasn't very uncommon for evildoers to take advantage of the disharmony and negativity that sometimes took over the citizens of Equestria. Those dark times were part of their history, and nopony could deny it. But more than anything else, it was common knowledge that not all Changelings, not all Dragons, and not even all Sirens were inherently evil. There existed hope and friendship inside every single creature's heart.

 

"Heheh, yeah. I bet Princess Luna wouldn't like it." She laughed joyfully. "That's really interesting, though... I've never tried fish, myself... To be honest, just the smell alone makes me kinda sick." She giggled.

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Misty chuckled a bit when Chow spoke. "You might be right about that, as we search, I'm sure we'll find other books which mention black magic." She said it like she was unsure, because she hadn't heard Astral refer to dark magic, as 'black magic' before.

 

Astral looked through the boxes, each time she opened one, the tape had no sign of ripped cardboard stuck to it. "Since that one though, I'm seriously regretting not labeling these."

 

Misty looked to Astral. "How'd we even forget that?"

 

Astral shrugged. "Dunno." She looked at the boxes, a quick see-through spell would allow her to see through the boxes, and see their content and maybe an additional writing spell.... She decided later would be a good time to do the combination of spells. "I can label them later though." She said, placing another box on the floor, checking it, like the others. She didn't find anything that important except more potions, it did lead her to realize most of the boxes had magic stuff. It was surprising the guards didn't look into them too much.

 

Misty walked outside one more time, looking at the sky, trying to check the time. "I think this might take so long, that the tour will have to wait until tomorrow."

 

Astral walked over to Misty. "I don't think it matters." She picked another box of the wagon. "Although this would go quicker if I used my telekinesis." She whispered to herself, she looked around the house,seeing the openness of the area around them. "Which could only be possible back at my other house." She placed it inside, she thought up something as she opened it. That see through spell could be done now, so only she could see through them, but that'd allow her to see through more than just boxes. She shook her head, trying to shake the idea with that in consideration. "If you want to take that bet Chow, I'm in. Might keep me quiet just to win that bet."


You have your whole life left, so much to do, so much time to do it.

Use it wisely; Because you will never get a second chance.

 

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stuff

 

 

"If I'm attacked, I do my best to attack back the least amount of times as possible unless my life depended on it. I know how violence can negatively affect other creatures.." Zen sighed and looked down at the ground, referring to the...'incident' in her past Null has yet to know about. She then looked up at Florence and put on her best smile, "It's quite alright, Florence."

 

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"Y-Yeah, okay, I'm fine with that..." Deadpan mumbled, already on the verge of crying again.

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@@Driz, "Yeah...I enjoy...working for her....even if...the nobles think....my position is...worthless." Serenade shudders, before nodding, "fish is...not for...everypony..it is...an....acquired taste...my parents...hate it...but...mother had...to cook it for me" She stretches out, letting her tail fluke rest on top of the water.  

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@@Blitz Boom

 

"There's not enough to go around for both Sen and Lin but they might not need to drink the concoction at all."

Ghilan led the way back to his home and not a moment too soon. There is not much left to be accomplished for the remainder of the evening and this is the usual time the villagers would turn in for the night. The nightwatch kept the vigil when most would remain asleep, becoming the equivalent of Princess Luna's guard in Canterlot. Though what those looked like was left to Sen's imagination; he only heard of them once but it didn't stop him from wondering what they were like and where their similarities ended. 

"I'm hoping the young hunter recuperating in the hut would be able to tell us more but I fear we may come to a dead end. That's where the concoction comes in. Key pieces of information such as names or motives are likely repressed, hidden deep within the recesses of the mind. Having Sen or Lin drink the fluids would only happen if there isn't enough to build a case. Trust me when I say we'll take the utmost care to ensure nothing goes wrong."

The rest of the time walking was spent in silence. The day left Ghilan drained, and Sen was lost in thought. The influx of various emotions everyone felt was unreal to them. For a moment, they were detached from reality, pondering on the things that could've happened if circumstances were different. Even Lin's memories of the past day were a blur. Upon arriving at the elder's home, Sen unfurled the bedrolls elder Ghilan prepared for his guests and Sen immediately slept without a word. Meditations didn't do him any good but maybe some sleep could.  

Lin sat in her own and bade the elder good night, a sentiment she couldn't relish anymore. The night was there for herself and Omen, alone but with company that eases her deep insecurities, keeping her mind trained on ways she could pass the time without waking those who slumbered.  

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