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Blitz Boom · March 4, 2021

"Possessed would mean she were still in control, yet it sounds as if you are the mind of the whole? Perhaps she rests deep inside, or her energy alone is what made it into your hide. Souls are complex though pardon my discretion, as I vehemently decline you come from a simple possession. Another interaction must have caused what became, though relatively speaking, I assume it is still somewhat tame. Nothing that shatters the sky, or causes piglets to fly."

He'd chuckle a little, and slowly begin going through his own food. After putting Bellarouge's bowl on his back. Much as the cat liked pets, she would refocus from Silicon and on to this dinner soon as it got within her reach. Just diving her fuzzy head into it, and chow down, while a noticeable, pleased purr shivered through her body.

As for Silicon herself, Orchid were considering a few things that might work to determine things more with her, as well as theorizing in his head what exactly had happened with her. As he didn't know about advanced technology in details, the concept of an AI chip were beyond him, and as such, he didn't speculate that perhaps the program there, overrode the soul, and it still technically counted as a possession.

"To speak with your inner mare, we must first prepare. Herbs and spice, as well as a cauldron, and as everything eventually mixed well and nice, a mixture shall be ready to lead us on. All that shall be, in time, you will see."

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@Neoeryn

On 2021-03-02 at 8:18 PM, Neoeryn said:

"A student of yours? I'm.. not exactly sure who that could be. I don't quite know a lot of ponies here aside from Pinkie Pie, but she knows everyone, so I could scratch her off the list."

"Her name, is Dew Meadows. As she tells it, she never caused much attention to fall upon herself, before she distraught sought me out."

Fright's hands would depart from one another, and one would float out to the ring of apparent specks of debris around her, and gently pick one speck out from among them. It would float above her open palm as her hand moved closer down to Calamity. As her hand stopped a bit from her though, the speck would expand rapidly, and revealing itself to be a simple four leaf clover, carved in wood, with a crack through one of the clover leaves.

"Dew came from afar, and in time, needed space to think of what I had taught her. She came to Ponyville by then, and there, she took notice of you. When she returned, she brought word of you to me, as she felt certain that I would want to know."

The carved clover would begin to glow slightly, as a small depiction of a plain looking, green mare with a depressed look going over her, manifested above it.

"She feared more than all to be the exact opposite of you, dear child. Unnoticed and plain. A creature that would live, and in time die, unknown to most around her. This is one way I do my trade well. Instead of frightening them without reason, I make others face their fears, and surpass them. Some such as her, feel grateful, and give me something of symbolic value to them. In her case, a carving. A simple thing for some, but a treasured gift for a proud teacher."

The carving would shrink again, and be brought back to the other items.

On 2021-03-02 at 8:18 PM, Neoeryn said:

"I've never wanted to cause harm to anyone. It's just happened, no matter how much effort I put into trying to conceal it. In all honesty, I don't really have complete control over my magic, and I'm not sure if it's a thing I even can control. Discord has tried to help, but even he's starting to fear my power. Even if he doesn't show it, I can tell he's tried so hard to keep me from using it for anything.

I'd appreciate being taught by you. I mean, I think I would? Anything to get away from this.. box everypony's shoved me in. I think you may be a better teacher than Discord's ever been."

"Discord is many thing my child, but a teacher is not one. In what you say, I hear that he even forgot the basic truth of our kind: Our powers grows worse, if we try to withhold them. We are spirits of grand potential. Concentrated, chaotic magic, of many variations, and chaos cannot be detained forever. It will push against the box it were put in, until it breaks through.

This is why he fails you as a teacher, even if I am sure he did what he thought were best. Your powers need not to be concealed, but explored, and examined, to find a way to make it a gift, rather than a curse. I know of places we can go, where we can do so without causing harm.

It is slightly ironic though, is it not? One of the oldest and most powerful of our kind, and yet Discord fears more than all, that which he cannot control. What cannot be bend to his will. The true fear of one who holds more fear in him, than many believed. One day, perhaps we will meet again, and I can judge if his fears have changed. What I hear, makes me certain at least one fear of his, have been conquered now."

Fright didn't just call Calamity child, because she were larger. She were an old draconequus, from a time when their kind had entire spans of lands where they frolicked and had their fun, as the undisputed rulers of creation. A time long gone, as the world did not even remember the olden lands, or the mass amount of their kind that worked in unison, rather than now, where they were mostly scattered. A different time indeed.

On 2021-03-02 at 8:18 PM, Neoeryn said:

"I think I'm ready."

"Are you certain of this? have you not friends to wish a good time until you return, or belongings to pack? I am not trapping you anywhere, dear child, but it is rare for those that studies with me, to be back to their old lives, within a short time. Most goes weeks between seeing those they care for, even if letters are plentiful.

You can handle things for a time if you will. I am in no rush, and can wait for your preparations to be done."

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@GingerLightning

There were a few spread giggles as the hive watched Ginger try to eat the joy, and failing at it. Nothing mean spirited of course. Just a little funny for them to see this, though they'd be happy to show her how this were done. In fact, soon as she mentioned that she didn't know how to changeling, the one in a chef's outfit would come closer to her, with two baubles of the joy, and put them down in front of Ginger.

"So... Okay, like this, see? You take the bauble to your muzzle-"

She grabbed one, and held it up near er muzzle, where she'd prepare her fangs. Not bite down yet though, until Ginger were ready in roughly the same position.

"- and then you bite down with your fangs, and suck, using the small muscles in your upper jaw. If you ever drank water from a bowl of stream, you should know those. They'll act as a separate way to suck in liquid. Ice cream too, if you eat that sort."

She'd slowly bite down into the bauble with her front fangs, and when they were halfway in, would start to suck the liquid out. It would look a good deal smoother, and less strained than what Ginger might do, as she were likely to go at this rather hard, but foal steps here. First were figuring out how to do it, and the in time, you got used to doing it as simple as drinking a cup of water.

"You can also just use a cup though, if you'd prefer that."

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@EQ_Theta

On 2021-03-03 at 3:23 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“Sounds like there’s something we all agree on,” Sen chimed in, hearing the conversation while still a fair ways away. “Those griffons left this with Omen. Looks like a card of some sort. And speaking of things getting done, looks like our pictures are here.”

Sen reached for the photos from the filly, smiling and bowing before passing them to the others for them to see. These were all impressive and good-looking, leaving the longma astounded at what could be achieved with the kind of technology available to ponies nowadays. Even Sen chuckled at the pictures of him crouching down to let the fillies and colts from earlier honk his gag nose. And a few others that looked like the longma got spooked. That one got the longma looking a little embarrassed.

“Take a look at this one! Looks like Sen was caught doing something naughty!”

As it didn't sound like she were supposed to eat it, Omen would just keep the card in her muzzle for now. She didn't have mouth water, so she couldn't drool all over it and make it illegible anyway. Not that it would be easy to do so regardless, as it were laminated. Had to make sure their card were not just easily ruined after all, yes?

In due time, Rosa would address this, and leave his thoughts about what might be gained from reading the card. Though for now, the pictures were a far more important thing to watch out for. And oh my, they were a doozey and a half.

The pictures where they had all stood and posed for it were greatly detailed, and due to both Sen's mask, and Shrimps confused behavior, rather entertaining as well. Certainly brought a smile to Rosa's lips. In parts due to them being entertaining, certainly. Yet it were also just good to see them gathered like this, with an overall happy, positive atmosphere going over them. A perfect climax to a wonderful evening full of life and entertainment.

Had he ever enjoyed a festival like this before? Like, truly? He had been to some before yet mostly it were related to work. The few times he had not, were in his younger years, when his father took him. And even in those times, he had used those as opportunities to teach Rosa some things that would help him in his future profession. It weren't just purely for entertainment and fun.

Neither had it been on the one occasion he could remember where he had been dragged along on what the mare called a date. It were against his will to some degree, but she were a determined mare, and had gotten interest in him, so it had simply ended with him coming along. It were a good enough evening really, yet it just didn't click between them, and there weren't even a truly good dynamic there.

With this bundle of crazed random creatures though, he felt as if he had actually just had fun for once. Sure there were some times where he over observed things, and it had gotten somewhat serious with the griffon earlier, but it were a testament to how great this evening were, that it most of the time, managed to overshadow the dread of the morrow. From the exploration before the carnival started, and the air ride on the spectrally charged wagon, to Sen's and his weapons feud, and every meal the lot of them had enjoyed. Everything had just felt nice a nice time, focused on enjoying themselves. No obligations, nor real worries. Just a fun time with friends.

And it would be this he would remember every time he would look at this picture in the future. It would be his anchor to remind him that there were good things in life, and motivation to push himself to proving himself to his future captors, that he may one day return here with his friends for another grand time. Maybe even with his family too, though that were a pipe dream that would depend solely on Stargazer.

This picture he'd definitely treasure. As would he the ones they were presented with afterwards, where Sen were shown off in his full grandeur. A lovely bunch that even Sen seemed to enjoy, though Lin then popped in with a comment that made her brother embarrassed, and Rosa let out a bit of a hearty chuckle.

"Not my first thought, but I have a hard time unseeing that now, Lin. Like a colt caught reaching for the cookie jar."

"I helped a colt get a cookie jar once. He started screaming."

Maybe it were just the general mood going around now, but Omen's neutral, whispering comment just made Rosa laugh even harder. Something about it just hit his funny bone this time, for some reason. Perhaps it were just the bluntness of it? It were hard to say, but what did it matter anyway? This were simply how Omen were, and it were hard to do anything but like her for simply being herself.

"I hope you never lose this blunt nature of yours, Omen. It suits you well.

And these pictures are stunning. I'd definitely say that you should frame them, and then hang them up when you get back home. And perhaps you should go wash your face now, Sen. I think we've made him suffer enough for one night, no?"

He'd look at Lin as he said this. It hadn't been long, but Sen had kept his paint on during the picture as they had wanted, so perhaps they should be lenient, before more things would happen to bring him into an awkward situation.

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@Califorum

On 2021-03-02 at 8:32 PM, Magnolia said:

"Perhaps we can find me some socks...in Deltrot...but the question is...where will we go? Do you have any places where you want to go or be? I don't have any clue for sure. What you say of your home is interesting...maybe we can go there at some point. I get the feeling you haven't been there in a long time..." Magnolia would say, droning on somewhat to emphasize her point 'long time'. She closed her eyes for a longer period of time.

Zeehva would put a hoof around Magnolia as they flew along. Her eyes were on the horizon as she thought for a moment of the questions she were presented with. Some tough ones really, since... What exactly had she in mind to go and do now?

A moment to think later, and she would let out a small sigh, and lower her gaze some.

"I don't know where to go now. I left Zebrica to find what happened to my husband, and now I have the answers on me, but I'm not ready to read them. And I can feel in my heart that I'm not supposed to return home yet. Not until I can give his family closure.

But Zebrica is far from here. We could still move towards it, while I gather courage enough to open the file. I think that whatever my life will lead to next, will depend on what is in that.

Still, I have you now. And I'm not going to leave you stranded somewhere. I promised you that I would help, and I always keep my promises. Maybe... Uhm, y-yes, maybe we could find if there is some trouble they need help with, when we reach Deltrot? There's always the chance for monsters running around, and that would be as good a place to start as any. Or maybe there's a need for a potion I could make, at least. Not a lot of zebras in Equestria from what I learned, and I'm not... Y'know, a real one, but I know things. And I could always use help gathering the ingredients for those things. Zebra potions includes the strangest things sometimes. Like a cat's sneeze. Have you ever tried to make a cat sneeze into a bottle? They don't like that."

She were babbling a bit, but it had gone to her being somewhat focused on the here and now, to try and grasp at something they could do, until she had the guts to do something more with herself. And as she had promised to help Magnolia, that meant her as well, so she had just spouted off the first potential things that came to mind. And she wasn't joking either. She did once had to gather the sneeze from a cat, which had taken her the better part of three hours to do, along with covering her hooves and face in a lot of scratches. They were not receptive to this sort of thing.

On 2021-03-02 at 8:32 PM, Magnolia said:

Then Magnolia would address Gretha. "Similar but different perceptions...of how things are...the older you live the less time you feel...I hope for the sake of things, you remember this. For I will, will remember you." Magnolia would say with a small grin, ever so slightly.

"Sage words, for someone so young. I think you will become the sort of pony that will be hard to forget, little one.

There is not much to keep an eye out for about though. Things are starting to change for dragonkin, but it is the new generation that must push for this. Elder dragons like me, should let them do that, and only interfere if we are lead down a dark path. No one would want the dark ages of us hunting and eating ponies to return now, would we?"

Elder Dragons held influence to some degree, but Gretha did not much care to put her claws down on things these days. She had been there, and done that, and these days, she preferred to simply let these new up and comers, such as Ember, push their vision. Where it would lead, she could not say, but unless something went horribly wrong, her input on this weren't needed either. Though if the dark times threatened to return, or some of the other elders began to puff up and oppose the current, more peaceful direction, she would travel and make her words known. As were required of her.

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@Catpone Cerberus

"Sounds like a workable plan for me. If they keep asking too much, I'll respond in the way they assume I will anyway, by growling in their faces. Ponies are so easily scared. And fine, I will tone down the closeness, and act more cold towards you.

A thing with Charir though: Since he doesn't speak a language others do, just tell others that it's old draconic. The ponies barely know what draconic sounds like, so an elder tongue wouldn't be on the table for them. They would just have to take your word on it, and accept it as a thing that your *client* teaches their children. Hide it under traditions, and refuse to answer what those may be. Just say something along the lines of *I'm not paid to ask*, or something like that. The ponies know we're proud and stubborn, as well as not always tolerating their kind all that well, so it's believable. And, it fits your description of an irritated dragon that don't like snoops.

And when it comes to what he can sense... It gives you some option to hide if others of your kind comes around I suppose, if they can't say exactly where you are, and it should still help him to find you, if somehow we get separated. All in all, it's not a bad way for things to go, even if I doubt we'll get separated in there. Elders have mercy upon those who dares trying to drag him off, that's for certain."

Sounded like everything were in order then. Now they just needed to get to town, and then get this show on the road, so to speak.

"That does remind me though: The way things are where you're from, do you have any elder dragons? Or have they all been slain over time? With how violent things sounded like in your home, I can't imagine it being easy to reach the ten thousand years needed for that title. Or do you have a lesser age bracket than that?"

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@Catpone Cerberus

13 hours ago, Catpone Cerberus said:

"They are indeed gentle and peaceful creatures, one can only wonder how they survived the brutality of nature."

"I can only assume that once upon a time, much like with the chickens, they were something far more able-bodied. Generations upon generations of living under the care and guidance of ponies though, likely did quite a lot to cull their worst tendencies, and make them calmer things. I cannot imagine as they are now, they would fare overtly well in the wild. A reason to feel fortunate that the ponies seem to take good care of them."

There were no guarantee that it were the same in all places, but at least when it came to this farm, the animals and plants were well taken care off. She heard only few things of concern from the animals, and they were mostly trivial. Even the hens did not find that they lost many eggs due to the ponies, and were still more than able to raise chicklets of their own.

13 hours ago, Catpone Cerberus said:

"So lead the way, but if you are running out of things to do, I'm willing to just wait until the pony is ready, time is meaningless to me after all."

Lyriel would nod, and lead the way to the tree marking the passing of the current residents parents.

She had not heard much of its meaning. Only that it represented somepony very close to the Apple family, and she had just assumed that this were the case then, yet had refused to ask further. It seemed to cause some pain for Applejack, and she did not wish for that to befall the kind mare.

Afterwards, she had nothing else to show really, so she would simply wander and tell Scarecrow and Crow, of what little she knew of the farm. The purpose of it, how the family that owned it did, from her perspective, and at times, go to help a tree that were struggling a little. It would be some hours of nice wandering, and light education of an aspect of the farm that in parts, the ponies would know of. And in other parts, she'd speak of the animals and vegetations words and health, which wouldn't be something most of them would understand. Even then, only the animal part, likely. They did not speak with the plants like she did.

Eventually, they'd be sought out by Bloody, who'd come around without the crate, and with Rusty riding on her back, looking slowly from side to side.

"Oh. You're uhm.... S-Still here. I thought you might be going out, and I had to f-find you. Hope you didn't get bored. And sorry for the time. Big Mac is a uhm... W-Well, he doesn't talk a lot, but he show things, and his grandmother certainly did have a lot to say, once she showed up. We e-exchanged recipes, and invited each other to take part in things at our respective farms. I kind of doubt she will come around to mine, but well... I-If she does, she's welcome now, so good. Yes. Good...

A-Anyway, what was it you wanted my help for?"

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@Catpone Cerberus

13 hours ago, Catpone Cerberus said:

"Illusion, though not only visual one, if it worked properly, you wouldn't be able to tell it was ever metal, I tried to fix it but needs very specific parts and these being an old models, those parts were hard to find." he then thought for a second how to explain the magic "Artificial magic, is created magic." "While the magic used in most things...or well, everything in case of this place probably, is natural magic, magic generated by creatures or plants or anything else that is part of nature and the world." "Artificial magic is created through technology, it is weaker than natural magic of equivalent energy, but its advantage is that in theory it has no limit." "But the exact science goes beyond even my understanding, the guard would probably know more." "One could call it fake-magic."

"And since it came up, yes, these are lot better than anything one could carve from wood, but not necessarily because it's metal." "Without going in too much detail and complicated terms, they work exactly like my other arm and leg, better actually, as they have advantage over biological parts, one example being with the gems you mentioned, as while it is true that if we wanted to use them, tests would be necessary, if I were to use them only through my metal arm, I would be able to use almost anything without problem, the more corruptive ones may mess with the systems."

"At that point, it sounds more akin to a magically crafted leg, just with less crystals. But I suppose it is different than that.

Regardless, perhaps you would need a tinkerer? I know of them by reputation solely, but supposedly, they're ponies working with technology of many kinds. I saw mention of it in one local mare's memory, yet it seemed seeped in disgust. It were brief, so I cannot tell if it were for the practice, or the pony in question though. It might still have merit to look into. I suppose doing so by asking others, would be the normal way of doing things."

She were still trying to get to terms with having to treat ponies as equals like this, and doing things which were considered a normal, rational way of doing things. Such as asking questions of ponies and hope they answered, rather than just make them answer. It were easier with these kobolds, as she had never considered them prey, but ponies were a learning process, which she had so far, barely started on. At least she hadn't made any of them fan her with leaves, and bring her fruit yet. Technically. The fruits weren't for her after all.

"As for your magic, it sounds like nothing I would have interest in, but I see how it may at least be useful, by its accessibility, to those who normally can not use magic. Though I would argue there are certain magic schools that in theory are limitless as well. Such as primordial magic, of the variant harnessed by gods. Or the special sacrificial school that is tapped into, when the sphinx makes their deals. Though that is what I read. I am not crazy enough to test either, as only the suicidal breaks a sphinx deal, and I would not willingly go within fifty kilometers of a gods shrine.

But I am not one to debate this for long. I have stories and scarce memories to go by, not personal experience. Does not mean I am willingly nearing a god. Discord is but a demigod, and see what havoc he could cause. If he were ever even released in your realm to begin with, or simply rules lands of his own. It isn't as if their kind can truly die as it is.

In any case, I hear in your voices that you have gained more strength. It isn't strained as much, and you don't give of feelings of pain as much as before. Seems to me that you regain vitality somewhat rapidly then, long as you are fed, and given at least some rest. Or does these machine parts have a part in this too? Even for this world, I am not well versed with technology. You don't find much of it in the sprawling desert, in which I used to roam. And with your advances, then for all I know, it can revitalize you, or lock your soul down post death, to be used in something else.

Hmm... Golems of metal and broken souls... Perhaps that would be the real end goal with abusing those such as yourself then? An interesting prospect, yet still wasteful."

She still weren't condoning the actions, but perhaps this would make it somewhat understandable. Convoluted and wasteful for certain, but in a sense, understandable.

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@Kujamih @Windy Breeze @Califorum

On 2021-03-02 at 9:34 PM, Cali said:

Cali would laugh at his joke and Molotov said about the ball pits. "In my world they would hardly ever clean the ball pits. I could see hair and trash in them all the time. In our fast food restaurants, and most specifically airplanes they were neve cleaned and had a layer of dust and dirt on everything. It was absolutely revolting. How you deal with the ball pits here is amazing though, so mechanical and cleanly. Really the way thing should be, am I right?" Cali asked, seeming rather entertained.

"Well yeah, to an extend. I'm all for making my machines and hoping they make an impact, but just gotta watch out that it doesn't become a slippery slope. Equestria's priding itself on having a good, clean country, with a lot to do for your average pony. Can't have that if we start having machines taking over stuff, rather than just assisting, or doing their own thing. Especially not on a mass production scale. That stuff's bound to pollute the air royally, and that just ain't right. have to find some sort of balance in things.

Like, my forge runs on wood, and natural gasses only. Whatever soot and water I get mixed up, gets run through filters to make sure it doesn't get bad, and I get most of my electricity from solar. It's been a royal pain in my flank to set it all up, but the princess expects standards, and I ain't gonna deny that. If there's one thing a Boom is, it's resourceful. If there's two things we are, it's resourceful, and flammable, heh."

On 2021-03-02 at 11:21 PM, Kujamih said:

Light pondered and thought of a way to make Molotov believe him.

" Okay im going to make you believe that superior beings exist Molotov......

1 plus 1 equals 3.... Is that correct?"

Light awaited Molotov's response.

This seemed a good point to address Light. Especially since this meant he didn't have to address the part about versions of Cali killing herself, since his first thought there were to pat her on the shoulder, and say that it was a sin to go and kill yourself. Which was a comment he only barely managed to keep in his big muzzle, and would have likely gotten him a rightful trashing. Weren't a judge in the world that'd side with him on this case if it came to that. Which it wouldn't, as he knew more often than not, that he said dumb stuff, and that he should've reeled it back in. Consequences and all that, right?

"I know superior beings exist, mate. There's alicorns, draconequui, sphinx and like, actual gods roaming the world. I darn well know my place on the food chain when it comes to those sorts.

And I'm gonna say that your math equation is wrong there mate, but I get the feeling you're gonna start lecturing me now. It sounds like a trick question that Dr. Calculus would ask, before going into a three hour lecture on some obscure, minute detail. Uurgh. Why does math have to be so complex for some egg heads? 1 plus 1 is 2, the central axis of a Grimsworth Transfusion Grid is exactly seventeen times the circumference of the insulator unit, and a proper metal ruler is your best friend. Y'know, the important, down to earth stuff."

Hey, he might come from a town of egg heads, but some of them were just too geeky and driveling on and on, to really stand being around for long. And he swore to Celestia, Dr. Calculus did it on darn purpose, because he knew he could talk anypony's ear off, before they'd just surrender to his logic, to make him stop.

On 2021-03-03 at 12:31 AM, Windy Breeze said:

Blue nodded and immediately took ten bits from her saddlebags to the cashier “Syrup and butter please”

“I guess I should share with Blue for the pancakes. I'm not very hungry today

"Understood ma'am. We will bring you your meal as soon as it is ready."

Along with a can of water. Most wanted milkshakes, sodas, etc. but in case they didn't, complimentary water were standard, just in case they got thirsty. Wasn't like it cost a whole bunch, and it were a nice gesture, so the manager had been stubborn on this point. And the owners of the franchise had to admit that she were right, as it were brought up at times, as a nice little gesture, that added to the list of positives that made ponies come back here.

On 2021-03-03 at 12:31 AM, Windy Breeze said:

Luna rolled her eyes with a smirk, but it was Blue who raised a hoof. Luna, in the other hoof is thinking what Cali said about drinking oil. Maybe she should try tasting her drink, just only a bit.

Molotov grinned widely as he saw Luna and Blue react seemingly positive to his little joke. It was a darn shame that his mind were set on another mare that seemed unattainable, yet enticing in all the right ways. Otherwise, he may have actually tried to push some flirting on to these two. Were nice with mares who could stand being 'round him for this long, and he did have to think about family sooner, rather than later. Blitz and him were the last known members of their clan, and Blitz was probably at least seven years away from one day dragging in some poor stallion to the workshop, and say that was her new coltfriend, so it were up to him to think of the future for now. Whatever Blitz and her future, baffled coltfriend would get through, were for the future to worry about. Though he already felt kinda bad for the lad that'd get her affection, soon as she started showing interest in colts. She had never been one to accept a no, and were very goal oriented.

Octavian · March 4, 2021

On 2021-03-02 at 7:43 AM, Blitz Boom said:

On 2021-03-02 at 12:11 AM, abrony-mouse said:

Fuchsia has calmed by the time they find the next picture. She peers at the deer at the top of the temple with her bauble and sees the blade. "A sacrifice?" she wonders aloud. "Could they have been... taken here to be..." she shivers, trailing off, thoughts going to dark places. Though she is more spooked by the temple than Billowing, she is taken in by the mystery of the temple. She wonders if Billowing's theory is true - breaking a Sphinx pact? It would fit with the Saddle Arabian clothing the deer seem to be wearing.

"I hope that were not the case, and instead, they just retreated to here, but... Much does depend on what those feline figures may have been.

You need to remember that a sphinx deal is not simply words. It is near primordial, powerful magic. It seals a deal between the two that must be honored, which is why one needs to pick their words wisely, when making one with the sphinx. Even they cannot break their word on a deal, without facing repercussions. So they tend to leave themselves some wriggle room in the wording of the deal they make, so they can change things some, though still technically be within the boundaries of the deal.

Trying to manipulate the deal too much, by for example ensuring the other party cannot fulfil their part, as it were agreed upon, will count as cheating, and hence, be struck down upon by the magic even harder.

If we assume what we saw where the results of a deal being broken by the deer, the feline figures may represent the magic hunting them down, ready to swing harsh judgement upon them. A judgement which I should mention, could be anything. Primordial magic of any kind, is something which holds grand potential, and as such, the punishment could be a myriad of things. Though many scholars tends to say that they consider the punishments karmic in nature, somehow.

In any case, if we go further by this theory, it could be that they retreated to this temple, and in desperation, chose one of them to bear the full punishment, meant for them all. I could not say how it would be done, but in theory, they might have transferred their collective *debt* upon one, and that is what we are seeing there. We cannot even tell if there is truly a blade, or if it is something else with a curve either, with how damaged these depictions are.

Fuchsia listens to Billowing and wondered about the theory, it did seem plausible and it made the temple even grimmer. The site of the deer last retreat and sacrifice of the proud looking stag leader. If the deer had retreated here and it existed already then she wondered what culture had originally built the temple. If not and the deer constructed this then they must have had a need for traps and long narrow corridors. She removes the spirit catcher from her mouth, "If it was a Sphinx pact then I wonder if the deer put in all these traps to try to avoid their fate?"

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Still, it is just a theory. It could also be they sacrificed their own for power, which sadly happened at times back in the day. And still does in places now honestly, though it were more widespread then, before sacrificial magic were banned in the majority of the civilized world. The cats may just be representing some kind of monster they ran from, before settling in here, and building this temple. We will need more evidence, so keep your eyes out for more."

This were getting fascinating to him. A historical site of some importance perhaps. Which may include them being able to see the results of a sphinx curse broken? There were not many depictions of that, to his knowledge, so more of it were certainly not hurting. Plus, it were rather fascinating, as well as a sober reminder to not make deals with the sphinx. Or if you did, to not try and run from your end of the bargain.

Wandering further inside, they wouldn't see any depictions for a while. There seemed to be some words that had once been there, but time and apparently, something being used to scrape the words off the walls a long time ago, had made it impossible to make anything out.

Going further in however, they would soon be encountered with something new: A large, open room, in which a soft blue glow emanated from the small streams of water, that flowed down some furrows in the... Wall...

He went further to inspect something he didn't think were right at first, but it seemed to be so: The water were running upwards. Something were apparently pushing it away from further below. Or were it simply magically charged? He really should have brought some kits to test that, but it just hadn't crossed his mind at the time. *sigh* His loss, yes?

The rest of the room were empty and dusty, though if they looked around, they'd be able to find there were one thing depicted here. Fuchsia would likely bite note in it first, as Billowing were busy with the water for now.

It looked like a collection of deer, starring down at whoever would be wandering towards the exit to this room further on. The eyes were not very emotionally, as there never were much of that in old carvings, due to how things were done at the time. So the context to this, as well as the word *Never* were hard to say. Whatever else had been written there, had been scorched beyond recognition. What exactly had somepony tried to hide here?

Fuchsia stays close to Billowing and approaches the water gingerly, holding up her spirit catcher just in case it is a trap... but it doesn't make any noise to herald danger. As she turns her head away to survey the room she notices the wall fresco by the exit and investigates it. She sends her bauble over to the fresco to light it up further and the eyes of the deer almost seem to move with it, the flickering making it seem like the legs of the deer are shifting D: Above the exit there is a strange looking deer - it looks like the 'sacrificed' stag from before... but it has no antlers now and its eyes look strange...as does its hide - it seems paler and gaunt, but it is difficult to tell - it may be a trick of the light, or wear?

She gets a thought before approaching and holds up the spirit catcher towards the threatening stag-like fresco and she freezes and her fur stands on end as it gives a low chime! She cannot immediately see any source of danger, but she doesn't approach the exit or the fresco, just in case. She feels the sunken eyes of the 'stag' bore into the back of her head as she heads back towards Billowing.

She retreats to Billowing and tells him about the fresco.

Sphinx-Ara · March 5, 2021

@Blitz Boom

Silica would nod as she ate her food and listened to what Orchid was saying. She would smile some "You have a point there, Orchid. Possession would mean she would be in control, complete control, but I am my own mare" she'd say as she would look to Bellarouse and smiles at her "She is a lovely cat" she says before looking back to Orchid and nodding "I am willing to wait"

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Evil Pink One · March 5, 2021

@Windy Breeze @Blitz Boom

Light gave Molotove a judging look and said..

" Chill.... I was just asking if it was true or false... anyway... So your answer to me is false?.... Can you check your memory once more molotov. And you too blue and luna. Can you recall what i said?"

On 2021-03-03 at 6:21 AM, Kujamih said:

Light pondered and thought of a way to make Molotov believe him.

" Okay im going to make you believe that superior beings exist Molotov......

1 plus 1 equals 2.... Is that correct?"

Light awaited Molotov's response.

@Califorum

Light casually pats Cali's back.

" You already did...."

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EQ_Theta · March 5, 2021

@Blitz Boom

“Alright. I guess Sen’s already had enough of the clown paint. A shame, really. I doubt there’ll be a moment when I can tease him like this again.”

“You got that right! The teasing won’t get to me next time. I’ll probably keep the honking nose, or I might give it to Omen’s siblings. They probably want something to entertain themselves. I'm off to wash this paint off. Won't be long.”

Sen left for a moment to look for the nearest washroom and clean himself up. What he said was true, that Omen’s siblings might like something. Between seeing their reaction to the siblings playing ball with each other to Lin bringing some scrolls to Mother’s realm from way back, seems like it might just become a habit with the two of them. Shame the nose might be going away; it was entertaining for Lin.

In the meantime, the longma took a moment to just look at the pictures of herself with the group. She fell silent, contemplating on the happiness preserved in the moment. As much as she had fun ribbing her brother, the smiles she see on the picture looked a lot more genuine. She couldn’t help but smile back at what she saw, a calming reminder of the few times in recent history when she could just be herself.

“You know, Omen? The more you mention those blunt comments of yours, the more I believe you’ve had a, uh… colorful past. Sounds like you’ve got lots of interesting stories to tell. I admit, you got me curious. Whatever happened to that screaming colt after he got his cookie jar?”

Blitz Boom · March 6, 2021

@abrony-mouse

On 2021-03-05 at 12:39 AM, Fuchsia said:

She removes the spirit catcher from her mouth, "If it was a Sphinx pact then I wonder if the deer put in all these traps to try to avoid their fate?"

"Or perhaps, their leader did, to keep something from being found? Just look at the depictions. The further in we have gotten, the more destroyed they are. And this one showing some regular, non-descript deer, potentially being sacrificed? Whatever happened here, and for whatever reason, their leader did something foolish. I just can't tell yet what it might have been, and what the consequences of it were.

Though I know one thing at least. You can't hide from that sort of magic, in a temple of stone. These traps took a long time to make back in the day as well, even if you did have magic. Either the damage they received were slow - perhaps indicating some kind of curse - or this place were already build beforehoof. If they were making deals with Sphinx, it may well have been that, as these sorts of structures were favored by the sphinx. It may well have been built to gain their attention, or were made by their orders.

Still, we're assuming this first theory is right. We still can't say for sure. Not until we dive in deeper, and find some answers. Though I will say the traps we have encountered thus far, are somewhat weird. Such as the wall. It came at a good time, but it's placement makes it seem like it were meant to trap whoever came to look inside. Why not place it so that it would crush whoever stepped on the trigger? I'm thankful it wasn't, but it would be more sensible."

There were much to think of here, that were for sure. And sadly, they weren't able to see much yet, as so much of the evidence they had encountered, had been ruined with age, or deliberately destroyed. It were something he wanted answers too though. And if none were here, he'd seek out some deer, to see if they knew something. They cared for their ancestors, so they may know something about this place.

On 2021-03-05 at 12:39 AM, Fuchsia said:

She gets a thought before approaching and holds up the spirit catcher towards the threatening stag-like fresco and she freezes and her fur stands on end as it gives a low chime! She cannot immediately see any source of danger, but she doesn't approach the exit or the fresco, just in case. She feels the sunken eyes of the 'stag' bore into the back of her head as she heads back towards Billowing.

For a brief moment, if she looked closely, Fuchsia would be able to see a pale, flickering light within the left socket of the depicted deer. Maybe it were just a trick of the light though, seeing how brief it were? Though it would likely not help on the somewhat intimidating look she felt it gave off. Even if it were nothing but cold, dead stone.

Billowing reacted as he heard Fuchsia move away from the door, and some kind of faint chime, which he assumes have something to do with the spirit catcher she carries around with her.

"Fuchsia? Did something happen?"

He'd look up towards the various depictions of deer gathered up, looking down towards whoever would walk in, or out, of the path forward.

"An attempt at intimidation it seems. Yet even this have been vandalized. I swear, if we find the inner chamber, and see it both looted, and vandalized, I am reprising my theory to include grave robber. Detestable things have no respect for the tombs they rummage through."

He were trying to make more light of the situation, though he did run some tests now with a weary eye, and throwing some pebble, and a bit of the odd water, through the entrance, just to see if something would happen. Which so far, didn't appear to be the case. It would just stay as it were, slightly menacing, and silent.

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@Silicon Chimera

"Most days she are indeed, unless she gets no feed. She becomes very irate, if her dinners gets too late."

She were a lovely cat, and about as mellow as they came, but she were still a cat, and a living being too. She'd get cranky and clingy like most if she got hungry, and a little nasty and annoying if it went further. One of several reasons why he always made sure to have some emergency rations in his backpack for her, more than himself. Orchid knew what to eat in nature to be fine. Bellarouge though, ate what roamed in nature, and it weren't always willing to stand still and be hunted. So it were wiser to have her in mind, when packing extra rations, beyond the regular ones.

"As for what to do, when it comes to you... It will take time to gather what we need, from roots that smells sickeningly sweet, to foulest, rotten, vilest weed. A project of some some length, so weapon yourself with strength. I will have to travel afar, so may I ask if is this normally where you are?"

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@Califorum

On 2021-03-05 at 1:15 AM, Magnolia said:

"Your potions, they were not something I had expected to say the least. How did you do it? How did you...defeat me? I would have easily defeated you if you did not have that Ace up your sleeve. It was interesting how you always seemed to follow wherever I had went. But what is more...pressing is the contents of that folder. Should you lose it, you lose what really happened...so be careful with that. I never asked this before, or thought of it until now...what did Scarcity have to do with...him? It confuses me."

"It is my specialty. Magic leaves residue behind for a time, and I can feel it, and gather it up. It didn't really do much for me before I went to Zebrica though. I just gathered it up, and then I gave it to another, who knew how to use it to power up crystals. I don't know how she did that, but she seemed happy that I did this for her, so that was important, right?

After I met my to be husband though, I moved to Zebrica to be with him, and started to try and pass their trials. It's a traditional country, and where he lived, much more so. It weren't well seen for somepony there to couple with a non-zebra, which caused some issues, sadly. He didn't care about it, bless his heart, but I didn't want them to shun him, because of me. So I challenged them to test me. It wasn't easy to get through their trials, but I managed to get their approval and respect in the end. That's why I have these stripes painted into my fur. It's how they showed I understood, and followed their ways and values, enough to be seen as one of them.

But uhm... I g-guess I ramble a little. The point is that during those trials, I had to work with potions too, and the one testing me, bit note in what I could do with magic. Once the trials were over, she took me aside, and told me that she knew how to utilize this gift. A tough old mare she is, but she thought it a sign, and taught me how to mix the magic into magical potions. That's what I did before. Like... When I were tracking you, yes? I took some parts of other magic, and some you left behind, to track you. The one where I vanished, were based a lot on pixie magic. Which sadly, I need to get more of eventually. They're... Very testing creatures to be around."

She felt Gretha chuckle slightly beneath her, as a low vibration went through the dragoness. It seemed she knew well about those creatures, an as such, likely knew how they were a bunch of irritants. A little like kitsune, though on a lesser scale.

"I'm still learning new concoctions, and it doesn't always go well, but I'm getting a hang of things a little by little. And I can make regular flasks too. The zebra wouldn't accept things being made half well only, when I were tested.

And I don't know what she were doing with Him, of all ponies. It were clear she weren't too thrilled to see him either, but I'm guessing his bosses sent him, and she just had to accept it, as she had been hired to do a job."

She'd lower her voice to respond to this, as it seemed Magnolia wished for this to be a little more private. It were just sad that she didn't have more of a response to it, than this. She just couldn't tell, sadly.

On 2021-03-05 at 1:15 AM, Magnolia said:

"And as for what we will do...perhaps something like that. But what was that town where...we were at before? I never been to that place and had discovered it randomly on my travels. I sensed a great degree of magic there, it was a prime feeding ground, if you will. Perhaps I can do what I normally did...but not in a...bad way?"

"That town, were called Ponyville. And it is indeed brimming with magic. But not the kind we should do anything about.

There are frequent visits from draconequui, and Discord himself lives there. So does the wearers of the elements of harmony, and an actual alicorn. There were powerful residue everywhere, but I didn't touch much of it myself. Chaos is not something I have tried using before, and alicorn magic? Even a drop of that would brim with potential, and it didn't seem the time to experiment. Not unless things got more desperate, but thankfully it didn't go so bad.

I think you could perhaps help with dark, or cursed magic in places, but Ponyville doesn't have that, from everything I've seen and heard. It's just a very, very weird place."

On 2021-03-05 at 1:15 AM, Magnolia said:

And as for Gretha, she would ask a rather dark question suddenly. "Allow me to ask, have you yourself aten any ponies? Out of sheer curiosity..."

"Not personally, no. I felt bad when hearing you scream, so I didn't go that far. Though I do remember toying around with a few of your kind in my younger years. Some of you were fun little things to play with. Self-proclaimed knights, there to end the great dragon scourge. Aaah. How brazen you once were, in the face of certain death."

She chuckled a little further, as they flew merrily along. At a good speed too. It seemed they had already covered about a third of the way, and this were at a rather leisurely pace.

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@EQ_Theta

On 2021-03-05 at 4:07 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“Alright. I guess Sen’s already had enough of the clown paint. A shame, really. I doubt there’ll be a moment when I can tease him like this again.”

“You got that right! The teasing won’t get to me next time. I’ll probably keep the honking nose, or I might give it to Omen’s siblings. They probably want something to entertain themselves. I'm off to wash this paint off. Won't be long.”

"Siblings like presents. We find another nose, and you keep this?"

Omen nodded to this idea, of giving them this nose. A simple, boring thing for most perhaps, but in a world of no substance than their own, these small glimmers into the worlds beyond, were special to them. Be it a honking nose, a calculator, a shiny stone, etc. There were untold items in the multiverse, and they were happy to toy around with any of them. Question remained if Mother would let them keep it, but this seemed harmless, so that were maybe fine then. She were not a cruel mother, who did not want her children to have toys. She simply worried about things that were too dangerous, or alive, which present their own problems. It would be like giving a goldfish, or other small critter to a toddler. Eventually, they'd try to put it in their mouths, and the siblings were not really all that different.

That is why she suggested that perhaps, they found a replica, and Sen kept this memory instead. Even she understood that it were not good to give them important things, and this was a memory of today. That sounded important, yes?

"I side with Lin on this, but let's be fair here. We have been after him for a while now, and we have the evidence of what happened here. It's time to have this set in memory, and allow him to have a little fun, that doesn't include him being swarmed by curious foals."

He'd smirk as he saw Sen wander along, and looking for a place where he could wash the face paint off, and return to simply being an oddity. Rather than an oddity, that looked like he could use a foamy pie to the face.

He wouldn't have to look long for a washroom, though he should be happy he weren't looking for a toilet at the same time. The line for that at the nearest one, were about a dozen ponies long. The washing station were thankfully only a few ponies, and were mostly from a couple of adults who had to splash some water in their face, or wash their hooves. Small, quickly completed tasks.

On 2021-03-05 at 4:07 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“You know, Omen? The more you mention those blunt comments of yours, the more I believe you’ve had a, uh… colorful past. Sounds like you’ve got lots of interesting stories to tell. I admit, you got me curious. Whatever happened to that screaming colt after he got his cookie jar?”

"I thought he screamed because he wanted cookies."

"I am getting the feeling this won't be a story that ends well. What did you do next?"

"I put the cookies in his muzzle. Like Master Discord liked."

Rosa shook his head a little, and Omen tilted her head to the left, confused as to his reaction.

"That was wrong?"

"Yes Omen, it were. You should have just put down the jar, and left."

"Why? Giving him the cookies made him stop."

"Was it because his muzzle were full?"

"Yes. Then he ran upstairs. I left."

"And why did you leave right then?"

"He wanted the cookies. I gave them to him, and did not want to talk. That means to leave, yes?"

"Omen... I think one day, you need to be told the concept of breaking and entering."

"Master Discord said that was how you got to know new creatures."

Rosa let out a deep sigh, and shook his head. of course this were the sort of thing that he had been teaching her... Stars above, what a grand creature he were...

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@Kujamih @Windy Breeze @Califorum

On 2021-03-05 at 4:39 AM, Kujamih said:

" Chill.... I was just asking if it was true or false... anyway... So your answer to me is false?.... Can you check your memory once more molotov. And you too blue and luna. Can you recall what i said?"

"You said that one plus one equals three. I got it right down to memory, and I sure ain't thinking anything else."

Okay, truth be told, something were nagging him about this. He weren't sure why, but he were feeling there were some conflicting thought on what exactly had been said. He could swear that he had heard three, and yet... There were another number roaming round his head. That being two, and it were confusing him a bit here, quite frankly. He tried keeping his game face on, but this were a bit iffy. Had Light done some mind messing on him? Were the lad actually a changeling?

On 2021-03-05 at 3:38 AM, Cali said:

Cali would laugh at the comment about math. "Math? Who needs that? I can't even add single digits in my head sometimes. I am sure egg headed on that one. And as for mechanic stuff, it does pollute where I am from unfortunately. Literally everything relies on oil, gas, kerosene and other such things. Most of our machines are powered by it, but there have been efforts to change this last time I was there. I ain't going back." she looked at Light's comments about the other Cali's.

"I have no clue what you are talking about quite frankly. And I don't want anything to do with...whatever that is really." Cali frowned, crossing her arms.

"This here I get more. Plain and simple. And nasty. Sounds like your world's in a load of trouble, if it's polluted like that. I mean, don't folks get that if the planet they're on dies, they're going right to Tartarus? Or have you folks found other planets? Man, that'd be something. Mom always wished to get up there, and see what were going on. Never got far enough with her rocket designs to get all the way though. *sigh* Hopefully whoever gets her paperwork on this, will be able to finish her work.

Anyway, your place: Hoping they get to change things, before it goes awry."

Molotov would smile, then scratch the back of his head, as he got to the point where he figured he might as well drop the act, and address Light. Just at the same time as the pancakes showed up for Blue and her mate. Steaming hot, buttered up, and with glistening situp flowing down the sides. That right there were a good looking meal. Impressive they got it done so fast too, but they might've been prepping it, and she hit at a good time for it.

And... Eeergh, are you messing with my head, Light? I'm getting conflicting thoughts for some reason. You sure you ain't a changeling?"

Sphinx-Ara · March 6, 2021

@Blitz Boom

Silica would smile and nod at what he had said, smiling some more and shook her head "Oh no, I honestly, do not really have a place to stay" she would say to him "I kind of just travel, maybe stay in one place a couple of days until I have some bits in store and move on" she would look to him "I guess that is kind of the downside of not being a 'normal' mare" she'd say, looking down a little.

Evil Pink One · March 7, 2021

@Califorum @Windy Breeze @Blitz Boom

Light suddenly turned pale and felt really disturbed.

" Another big change is happening.... Bigger than Twilight's coronation.... Its waking up and killing a lot of dimensions as we speak....."

Light shivered and stared blankly into space.... And snapped out of it.....

" ..... Sorry about that... The fate stitchers started to move again.... And this time... it's scary...."

@Califorum

" My dimension is dead already so i practically have none. I ended up on where the higher beings are and they use me to fix stuff....and more came and started helping me out... Now im here to appease their worries that this dimension is no threat."

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Windy Breeze · March 7, 2021

1 hour ago, Kujamih said:

@Califorum @Windy Breeze @Blitz Boom

Light suddenly turned pale and felt really disturbed.

" Another big change is happening.... Bigger than Twilight's coronation.... Its waking up and killing a lot of dimensions as we speak....."

Light shivered and stared blankly into space.... And snapped out of it.....

" ..... Sorry about that... The fate stitchers started to move again.... And this time... it's scary...."

@Califorum

" My dimension is dead already so i practically have none. I ended up on where the higher beings are and they use me to fix stuff....and more came and started helping me out... Now im here to appease their worries that this dimension is no threat."

@Kujamih @Blitz Boom @Califorum

“Our dimension is a threat?” Blue nervously chimed in, “W-Why would they say that? There's nothing wrong in our world!”

“Yeah, I think you said something additions, Light. One plus one equals two. Correct” Luna replied, taking one pancake from Blue's plates in a blink of an eye, much to the latter's chagrin. Luna shot Cali a frown, “Pollution should be eliminated before it becomes much worse as time passes. It's deadlier than any catastrophes combined”

Edited March 7, 2021 by Windy Breeze

Rising Dusk · March 7, 2021

@Blitz Boom

"Oh yes, very safe. Only minor problems here and there that can't ultimately be avoided by something moving so fast," Cork explained. Nothing was a completely safe. A train or two every few moons might derail momentarily or get caught in a snow storm, but statistically still a very safe and quick way to travel. Pegasi could get tired flying long distances and teleportation was still limited to a small number of Unicorns. In the end, tried and true Earth Pony travel benefited all.

Their attention was drawn back to the curious mare who took notice of one of the oldest buildings in Manehattan. "That is the Manehattan Library. Second only to the Canterlot Library. Thousands and thousands of books, scrolls, tomes, relics. A lot of Equestrian history can be found in that old building. I would recommend stopping by sometime after you get settled to get a hoof up on Equestria," the younger officer recommended. Sadly there wasn't just a little pamphlet that could do their land justice, so a lot of reading and teaching was required for such occasions. As would be most likely with any land if one really thought about it.

Grave's excited shriek caused the taxi driver to jerk a little from the sudden loud noise. Cork waved him down from the little window behind them to assure him that all was well. "We investigate crimes committed with magic or abuse of magic. Some criminals don't want to be arrested quietly, so some fighting might be required to capture them. Mm, the O.M.I. you're more scouted than applied to. Our Captain, Minty Lis Snow Delice, kinda just finds us. Although we did have one pony apply and get in recently. Our newest member Junior Officer Scarlett really wanted to help after having a bit of a run in with the O.M.I. not too long ago. She worked hard and pushed the right buttons, then Minty accepted her. The best we can do is talk to Minty. Tussle first. Oh, good point. Tussle is second in command at the O.M.I. and our Admin Officer. We'll start with her first and go from there."

The taxi driver pulled the cart through a large round-a-bout in the center of the city. Soon stopping in front of a large old fashioned building. Strong marble columns decorated the front, appearing to hold up the roof of the building. Outside was a statue of a robed blind folded pony hold up the Scales of Justice that marked the city's Courthouse. Thirty steps lead from the road up to the entry way into the large building where two local police cops stood guard. "Here we are, dear."

Evil Pink One · March 7, 2021

@Windy Breeze @Blitz Boom

Light was shocked at luna not noticing the changes that happened.

".....you.... You didn't ... Didn't feel or sense any changes?"

...light smirked and giggled a bit....

" Well sometimes some people don't realize the sudden changes i guess..."

@Califorum

"Surely you sensed them right Cali?"

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Windy Breeze · March 7, 2021

@Blitz Boom

Going inside the bedroom for guests, my jaw off seeing the room is more tidy and clean than the other rooms, the wooden walls are painted dark brown and entire floor is covered in thick red carpet. There is even a bookshelf, a drawer, and even a study table to the right while to the left are a pair of bed complete with a bedside table and a lamp.

“Yeah, I know both of you are impressed to how this room is much more fancy than the living room. Don't ask me how I got them okay, you don't want to hear the story behind it” Cimex told us.

Neoeryn · March 7, 2021

@Blitz Boom

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"Discord is many things my child, but a teacher is not one. In what you say, I hear that he even forgot the basic truth of our kind: Our powers grow worse if we try to withhold them. We are spirits of grand potential. Concentrated, chaotic magic, of many variations, and chaos cannot be detained forever. It will push against the box it was put in until it breaks through.

This is why he fails you as a teacher, even if I am sure he did what he thought was best. Your powers need not be concealed, but explored, and examined, to find a way to make it a gift, rather than a curse. I know of places we can go, where we can do so without causing harm.

"Huh, I do suppose you may be right... Considering the secrets he's kept from me, I'm not sure if I could consider him a friend anymore either. At the beginning, he seemed to be ready to do anything to help me with my magic. But now, he won't even let me leave Chaosville unless it's for school or to run errands."

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It is slightly ironic though, is it not? One of the oldest and most powerful of our kind, and yet Discord fears more than all, that which he cannot control. What cannot be bend to his will? The true fear of one who holds more fear in him, than many believed. One day, perhaps we will meet again, and I can judge if his fears have changed. What I hear, makes me certain at least one fear of his, has been conquered now."

"Yeah, I suppose so... Even if he lost the one thing that helped him face his fears. It was awhile go and he doesn't like to talk about it much, but I've heard some things from Twilight about her. Not sure how he hasn't reverted back to his old ways yet.."

Calamity seemed to be lost in thought, searching for the right things to say. She wasn't sure if anything she chose to say would hit a nerve.

"From everything he's kept hidden from me, whether it be about my past, or how he knew who I was when we first met, I'm sure you'd probably be able to help me a lot better than he has.

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"Are you certain of this? Have you not friends to wish a good time until you return, or belongings to pack? I am not trapping you anywhere, dear child, but it is rare for those that study with me, to be back to their old lives, within a short time. Most goes weeks between seeing those they care for, even if letters are plentiful.

You can handle things for a time if you will. I am in no rush, and can wait for your preparations to be done."

"Well, the only pony I really have is Discord. I-I probably should... mention something to him or he'll freak out. He tends to turn Ponyville upside down and break down the Canterlot doors when I run off. I suppose I'll be seeing you!"

And with that, Calamity scampered off.

EQ_Theta · March 8, 2021

@Blitz Boom

“Uh, Omen, I think if that colt wanted cookies, maybe it’s best to just give him the cookies. Not… um, putting the cookies directly in his mouth.”

The tale suddenly went from mildly amusing to surprisingly creepy. No doubt a lot of creatures would find getting their homes broken into already scary enough, having someone try to force feed cookies is decidedly a very odd thing. Or that was how Lin understood the story’s events. As much as she is fortunate that Omen is friendly, there may be more to keep in mind when teaching her about decorum and behavior.

“One thing we definitely learned today: Discord has a very strange way of getting to know other creatures.”

Lin would stick around in the same spot and wait, though with ten minutes already passed and Sen nowhere in sight, she began to grow concerned. It wouldn’t take anyone that long to wash some paint off, unless the paint really stuck to the skin or it didn’t behave normally when in contact with longma hide. If the latter were the case, then seeing Sen in clown makeup wouldn’t stay funny for long. The novelty would diminish after only a few minutes.

The longma would start following in her brother’s hoof steps, tracing what path she could remember. From there she heard Sen’s voice, oddly conversing with several others. Lin was worried for a moment, taking this time to eavesdrop. There were others there, evidenced by the sounds of voices young and old. Only when she turned the corner would she see what really went on.

…No, no, it’s not like that. I can’t fly; the wings are for gliding…. What about magic? I wasn’t born with magic, but I can do this.

The audience gasped, first in horror, then in amazement. Lin would see her brother making a small cut on his skin before it quickly healed itself. She gestured to Rosa and Omen to come and watch as Sen talked out himself to the curious fillies and colts. Some were even fiddling with his wings and seeing some of the scars, a product of a time when his wings were tattered and torn by rocks. The longma didn’t mind it too much, though he asked the young ones not to make new holes.

Alright, it’s been fun meeting you all, but I should get going. My friends are probably wondering where I went…

It wouldn’t take long before Sen rounded the corner to see Lin first, clearly amused by what she saw. Unlike the the earlier incident, this one turned out a lot better, at least for Sen. As it is, this evening turned out to be an interesting one, as Sen posed a question for the rest of the group.

“Had fun watching?”

Octavian · March 8, 2021

On 2021-03-06 at 11:11 PM, Blitz Boom said:

On 2021-03-04 at 11:39 PM, Fuchsia said:

She removes the spirit catcher from her mouth, "If it was a Sphinx pact then I wonder if the deer put in all these traps to try to avoid their fate?"

"Or perhaps, their leader did, to keep something from being found? Just look at the depictions. The further in we have gotten, the more destroyed they are. And this one showing some regular, non-descript deer, potentially being sacrificed? Whatever happened here, and for whatever reason, their leader did something foolish. I just can't tell yet what it might have been, and what the consequences of it were.

Though I know one thing at least. You can't hide from that sort of magic, in a temple of stone. These traps took a long time to make back in the day as well, even if you did have magic. Either the damage they received were slow - perhaps indicating some kind of curse - or this place were already build beforehoof. If they were making deals with Sphinx, it may well have been that, as these sorts of structures were favored by the sphinx. It may well have been built to gain their attention, or were made by their orders.

Still, we're assuming this first theory is right. We still can't say for sure. Not until we dive in deeper, and find some answers. Though I will say the traps we have encountered thus far, are somewhat weird. Such as the wall. It came at a good time, but it's placement makes it seem like it were meant to trap whoever came to look inside. Why not place it so that it would crush whoever stepped on the trigger? I'm thankful it wasn't, but it would be more sensible."There were much to think of here, that were for sure. And sadly, they weren't able to see much yet, as so much of the evidence they had encountered, had been ruined with age, or deliberately destroyed. It were something he wanted answers too though. And if none were here, he'd seek out some deer, to see if they knew something. They cared for their ancestors, so they may know something about this place.

Fuchsia wonders about the stag and the unfortunate deer herd. The frescos fitted the theme of a foolish proud stag leading his clan into doom inside this place... but what doom and did ancient echoes of it still inhabit this creepy temple?

Fuchsia shudders at the possibility that the entire temple were built in honour of the Sphinx. It was a frightening thought, and one that would fit the traps and general trickiness of the strange temple.

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On 2021-03-04 at 11:39 PM, Fuchsia said:

She gets a thought before approaching and holds up the spirit catcher towards the threatening stag-like fresco and she freezes and her fur stands on end as it gives a low chime! She cannot immediately see any source of danger, but she doesn't approach the exit or the fresco, just in case. She feels the sunken eyes of the 'stag' bore into the back of her head as she heads back towards Billowing.

For a brief moment, if she looked closely, Fuchsia would be able to see a pale, flickering light within the left socket of the depicted deer. Maybe it were just a trick of the light though, seeing how brief it were? Though it would likely not help on the somewhat intimidating look she felt it gave off. Even if it were nothing but cold, dead stone.

Billowing reacted as he heard Fuchsia move away from the door, and some kind of faint chime, which he assumes have something to do with the spirit catcher she carries around with her.

"Fuchsia? Did something happen?"

Fuchsia turns her head reluctantly back to the fresco, the back of her head itching with the feeling that it was watching her, and she catches the brief glimmer of light from the stone. A glimmer that did not seem to come from the room, but from the eye of the stag. She suppresses a whimper of fear.

"I think there's something hostile in the wall near the Fresco - near the exit." she says pointing to a strange looking deer who she now sees has been defaced, along with many of other deer depicted.

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He'd look up towards the various depictions of deer gathered up, looking down towards whoever would walk in, or out, of the path forward.

"An attempt at intimidation it seems. Yet even this have been vandalized. I swear, if we find the inner chamber, and see it both looted, and vandalized, I am reprising my theory to include grave robber. Detestable things have no respect for the tombs they rummage through."

He were trying to make more light of the situation, though he did run some tests now with a weary eye, and throwing some pebble, and a bit of the odd water, through the entrance, just to see if something would happen. Which so far, didn't appear to be the case. It would just stay as it were, slightly menacing, and silent.

Fuchsia relaxed a little as nothing happened, hoping that the low chime signified a shadow of hostile magic rather than a current threat - which it often did. "It might be grave robbers? Or maybe whatever happened here... other deer came and destroyed it deliberately?

Fuchsia turned towards the water in the wall furrows which Billowing had been studying, looking at them with interest. She did have a few vials on her for sampling rare soluble substances, although she was too much of an amateur alchemist to have any but the most obvious mineral tests on her. "What do you think is making it glow and run upwards like this?" she asks and takes out a vial, uncorking the stopper to collect some.

Blitz Boom · March 9, 2021

@Neoeryn

On 2021-03-07 at 3:44 PM, Neoeryn said:

"Huh, I do suppose you may be right... Considering the secrets he's kept from me, I'm not sure if I could consider him a friend anymore either. At the beginning, he seemed to be ready to do anything to help me with my magic. But now, he won't even let me leave Chaosville unless it's for school or to run errands."

"Do not be too harsh on him, child. He have failed in teaching you, and only tried to mitigate what can happen. Had he no love for you, or thought you beyond salvation, he would have locked you away, long ago. Just as we once did to Regrowth, wherever she may now be.

If he asks why you are leaving, tell him that you are getting help, as you do not wish to end up like her. Lest his memory have been purged of her, he will understand."

Poor Regrowth... A beautiful, passionate draconequui, who could create such exquisite wonders. And yet too, were the duality of her nature, as she were the spirit of destruction, much as she were creation. To make room for the next, the old had to be removed. For a time, they tried to speak to her about this, but she were set in her ways of damning life, before remaking it in what she saw as a better version, at the time. Or a path she felt might be wiser to lead life towards. Or simply, because she felt it should be done, to see how it would be. And that anger she carried... Much as draconequui could be emotional, she truly were as fiery as the fires which had birthed her to begin with. She loved new life with a passion that could hardly be contained, yet too could flip in an instance, and destroy that life with hatred, or great fury, for what seemed the slightest wrong.

As it were not possible for their kind to have fun in a world, that she kept not warping, but actively try to reduce to cinders, to have it all rise anew, time and time again, a good deal of them had gathered, and sealed her away in a small statue. It was a shame it had to be done, but even if Fright were as she were now, and not the horror that lurked in the shadows, to sow fear and paranoia, she would be uncertain if her sibling could be helped. One could only hope that when she would eventually return, she would be more reasonable, or at least prove as incapable of rational thinking for long enough, to make it easy to trap her again. Though all of this would be a lot easier, if Discord hadn't long since lost the statue... *sigh* Why they ever thought it a good idea to let him have this, were beyond her.

On 2021-03-07 at 3:44 PM, Neoeryn said:

"Yeah, I suppose so... Even if he lost the one thing that helped him face his fears. It was awhile go and he doesn't like to talk about it much, but I've heard some things from Twilight about her. Not sure how he hasn't reverted back to his old ways yet.."

"I believe it may be because he have companions whom he now trusts in. The fear of being alone, is a powerful one, and Discord have most often either been alone, or feared those who went close, wished only to make him the punchline of their jokes. Even if he will test these friendships of his, to make sure they are genuine, I know him enough to say with confidence, that he would cling to anyone who thought of him as their friend, and not try and end their normality, long as he keeps believing that things are going well.

I will not say he and I ever got along well, but I saw much from a distance, most of the time. He did not like that I could sense his fears, and I had little regard for how he spoke to me, and took the shadows away to annoy me. His little lackey were not much fun either. A strange creation, devoid of any fear, or much else. She felt hollow to me, though he seemed to enjoy her presence for a time. Though I imagine her memory have long since faded into obscurity."

On 2021-03-07 at 3:44 PM, Neoeryn said:

"Well, the only pony I really have is Discord. I-I probably should... mention something to him or he'll freak out. He tends to turn Ponyville upside down and break down the Canterlot doors when I run off. I suppose I'll be seeing you!"

And with that, Calamity scampered off.

Fright would wave calmly at Calamity as she went off, and wandered to the side, so that carts could once more pass by her. IN the time she'd wait here, she would certainly get some looks, but as she didn't harm anyone, and her aura had a rather calming effect, she were overall left alone. Though a few here and there would be gathered nearby once Calamity would eventually returned. Sitting on their flanks, basking in her shadow, and meditating with their eyes closed.

"- and keep your focus on that."

There were scattered nods, as the ponies kept peacefully sit where they were. It seemed like Fright were sincere about not wishing to cause harm, and just being here for help.

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@EQ_Theta

20 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

“Uh, Omen, I think if that colt wanted cookies, maybe it’s best to just give him the cookies. Not… um, putting the cookies directly in his mouth.”

"I tried. Then he screamed."

"He were probably surprised that there were a stranger in his home. If they haven't invited you in, and know you're there, it's normal to be afraid."

"So that means I should have left?"

"Yes."

"I will remember that."

Discord really had mucked up this poor mare a lot, if she didn't grasp this. Though in some way, were it even Discord's fault? The breaking and entering were most definitely, but the other way of dealing with things, might have been somewhat *normal* back then, as he could imagine that with everything Discord did, having a cookie shoved into your muzzle, might be seen as pretty tame and reasonable, to a point where it might be a small sliver of normality, to calm them down. Likely didn't hurt either, that according to some tales, your house might decide to just up itself, and leave you behind randomly back then, or the walls would go invisible. So yeah, wasn't like randomly wandering into somepony else's life sounded like it'd be any hard, and Discord just in general, weren't historically known to care much for rules.

20 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

“One thing we definitely learned today: Discord has a very strange way of getting to know other creatures.”

"We can only hope that he have enough decency to have changed that now, though I have my doubts. This seems like something he's consider a minor rule to break, long as he went into the house of someone who knew him. Just a guess though. I have yet to experience anything but stories when it comes to him, and it makes me wary of what might be the case with him now. In the past one could at least suspect him having no boundaries, or decency. These days, it is hard to tell how much have changed. At least for me, as the stories of how he is now reformed, are rather scarce, compared to the ones of his previous nature."

It were nice with a bit of chatting to make time pass along, even if some of that did come down to trying to sort through the madness that were Omen's teachings, according to Discord. Yet time would pass, and Sen be taking quite a while, all things considered, and Lin would get impatient. Rosa felt rather sure that he were just stuck in a line, but it didn't hurt to make sure to look for him, and it were best if they did not split up too much. Omen could find any of them , if they got lost, but it would take longer for the rest of them. So he'd follow along, and shortly after him, would Omen wander. Though she wasn't sure why they were going away, as things seemed to be normal right now.

In short time, they'd find Sen, and find that he were talking with some other folks here. And doing quite well really. There were no sense of animosity, and he were being rather pleasant, whilst seemingly not being looked down upon. He were just being treated as a curious new sight to some, and they were asking him things to be more wise to what were with him. Simple and harmless, and so far, seemingly done well for both parts.

A gasp did spread around once Sen decided to show off his self healing capabilities though, but if you took away that this were real, and not a show of illusions, it was still something that could be considered as an act. A shock act, to be more exact, which tended to focus on apparent mutilations, and the sort of magic that made you gasp in intrigue and horror. Not the most widely spread sort of performance, but it had a certain morbid fascination to it, and stood out among the more general, harmless fun you'd see around.

When Lin waved them over to look from a better angle, Omen would wander over, and join the crowd having a look at him. Rosa had already done so before, and as such, didn't need to move further. Including a bunch of fillies, curious about his scarred wings, and watching in curious fascination. The innocence of youth well shown here. Simple curiosity, without any sort of prejudice, or fear. A nice, calming way for things to go, that Sen were likely welcoming. At least considering the alternatives.

20 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

Alright, it’s been fun meeting you all, but I should get going. My friends are probably wondering where I went…

It wouldn’t take long before Sen rounded the corner to see Lin first, clearly amused by what she saw. Unlike the the earlier incident, this one turned out a lot better, at least for Sen. As it is, this evening turned out to be an interesting one, as Sen posed a question for the rest of the group.

“Had fun watching?”

"Quite. Though honestly, I simply find it a positive to see you open up to those around you, and educate them on what makes you curious in their eyes. It is a good way to spread awareness of yourself, and your kind, in a way which makes others feel more enlightened and curious, rather than paranoid, or worse. You're doing well dealing with others, is essentially what I mean. Though your little cutting trick seemed somewhat excessive. Unless you are considering a career as a chock performer? It's not a bad trait, if it were. Not too many does it, so there is less competition to get noticed, though I imagine your little slashes and bruises does still hurt. One reason why mostly those doing it, are simply faking it, through sleight of hoof, or illusions."

Rosa weren't aware of Sen's healing potential, as the point where it truly went up for debate, were before he made contact with them, so he didn't know what the limits might be. Nor had any real wish to test it, as that were rather nasty to do to another creature. Doubly so, when it were one you referred to as a friend.

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@Windy Breeze

On 2021-03-07 at 2:23 PM, Windy Breeze said:

“Yeah, I know both of you are impressed to how this room is much more fancy than the living room. Don't ask me how I got them okay, you don't want to hear the story behind it” Cimex told us.

"It is a very pretty room, Cimex. I can see you put a lot of effort and heart into making it shine."

Seriously, this place were nearly a hotel room with how grand it looked. A beautiful mixture of color and tone, that made it feel warm and cozy. The bookshelf were a nice touch too, that really gave it just that little sprinkle on top, to make it really polishes and homely.

As for the story behind it... Maybe she were right in them not wanting to spoil the pretty looks, and be told something like, the carpet were drenched in blood, or every night at 3AM, the bed would come to life, and scream for an hour. Didn't have to be haunted to do that sort of thing, but just cursed, or afflicted with some sort of illusion, by a prankster, or kitsune.

"If you don't want to share how you got this place to look like it did, I'm not going to ask, but I would like to know more about you. Like, how did you and Razor know each other? We sadly don't know too much about that, but he put a lot of faith in you. I can imagine it must have been a close bond you had."

Razor were likely still there, and at this point, the only one who couldn't hear or see him, would be Cimex. The others present were Sorrow and Windy, who could both spot the spirits - even if the latter did still not seem to understand the importance of that - and the rest were ghosts themselves. And if Razor wanted to relay a message, he could get it through if not the ghosts, then at least Windy and herself. He may wish to say something to Cimex at least, who had likely been sad after his passing.

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@Rising Dusk

On 2021-03-07 at 6:50 AM, Rising Dusk said:

"That is the Manehattan Library. Second only to the Canterlot Library. Thousands and thousands of books, scrolls, tomes, relics. A lot of Equestrian history can be found in that old building. I would recommend stopping by sometime after you get settled to get a hoof up on Equestria,"

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"Oooh, I definitely need to get there then. Someday, at least. Your culture and everything's so different to anything I'm used to, so I bet I got a lot to learn. I bet your history's nice and dull too. Not a whole bunch of monster fights, and corrupted gods. Not constantly, anyway. Not when everything seems so nice and, y'know, not broken. That, or your protectors are reeeeeeally good at their jobs. Hehe. Oh, I can't wait to learn all I can about this place."

A whole new home, with a different culture, history, customs, norms, etc. She were gonna have to go through a lot to fit in well here, but she were excited to do so. She loved sitting down with a good book, and a place that big, filled with them? She could end up spending weeks in there, no problem. Not in a row though. They probably didn't allow you to nap in the halls, and frowned on eating and drinking in there too. Which were perfectly understandable, and she didn't have an issue checking out every now and again, to go do work, or look for something, help others, etc. Just meant there were more for later.

And the first order of business there, were definitely gonna be the history books. Recent few centuries for a start, then check further back, depending on what she found. Though laws, and how things were done here, would be grand too. The more she knew, the less odds of her continuing to cause severe culture clashes, as the way things were done in Harrowmark, would likely not fly here a lot. And she got the gist of the basics so far, to not go entirely off the rails. Like, no necromancy, or setting fire to whoever laid down dead. The extremes and dark stuff, seemed easy enough to grasp. It'd be small things like greetings, and difference i how one saw gestures, that she'd likely stumble with for the longest.

On 2021-03-07 at 6:50 AM, Rising Dusk said:

Grave's excited shriek caused the taxi driver to jerk a little from the sudden loud noise. Cork waved him down from the little window behind them to assure him that all was well. "We investigate crimes committed with magic or abuse of magic. Some criminals don't want to be arrested quietly, so some fighting might be required to capture them. Mm, the O.M.I. you're more scouted than applied to. Our Captain, Minty Lis Snow Delice, kinda just finds us. Although we did have one pony apply and get in recently. Our newest member Junior Officer Scarlett really wanted to help after having a bit of a run in with the O.M.I. not too long ago. She worked hard and pushed the right buttons, then Minty accepted her. The best we can do is talk to Minty. Tussle first. Oh, good point. Tussle is second in command at the O.M.I. and our Admin Officer. We'll start with her first and go from there."

Grave got a slight blush on her cheeks as she noted that she had acted up a little, and the driver had gotten spooked by it. It wasn't on purpose, and thankfully, Cork seemed to calm him down rather fast. No biggie here really, right? Just felt a little embarrassing, as she really should've been acting more professional than that, when talking about potential work. What kinda crazy pony wouldn't they end up thinking she were otherwise?

"Whoops, heh... Sorry about that. I just got a little overexcited.

I think it's best if I go and try to speak to Mrs. Tussle then, when there's time for it, right? I mean, I'm new to this country. How would Minty even know about me in the first place? Best to go and make myself noted, and then hope that Mrs. Tussle will pass the word along to your caption, who Then sees if she got any sort of interest in me. I promise that I'll be on my best behavior when I meet them, and try not to do anything weird. Is there something special I should do that will help here? Or should I go and ask your junior officer how she did it? Maybe she have some tips on what to do, and what not to do. I'm all for being stubborn on this, but maybe it won't look so good, if I end up coming of as sorta obsessed and crazy. I really, really wouldn't want to mess this sort of thing up, and have your bosses think I'm crazy. That'd really tank my chances for sure."

On 2021-03-07 at 6:50 AM, Rising Dusk said:

The taxi driver pulled the cart through a large round-a-bout in the center of the city. Soon stopping in front of a large old fashioned building. Strong marble columns decorated the front, appearing to hold up the roof of the building. Outside was a statue of a robed blind folded pony hold up the Scales of Justice that marked the city's Courthouse. Thirty steps lead from the road up to the entry way into the large building where two local police cops stood guard. "Here we are, dear."

Hardly a time to stumble with her words more, before she'd up up physically stumble, due to the cart stopping up, and her wobbling a bit towards the entrance. She had to get used to this sort of transport eventually, but ergh. A little bit of tie to go with here, okay? And she wasn't falling into Cork or anything like that. Just a small wobble, and a side step, and then the door would open up to show the... Vaaauw.

Her eyes were full of wonder, as Grave wandered out of the cart, and watched the large building in front of it. No one would really have to tell most that this was the court house, looking at it now. It just oozed importance, and would at the very least been someplace that Grave would have asked about, had she spotted it on the way to try and find the courthouse. The local protectors standing guard at the entrance, would've also made her think this might be the place, but

Her eyes especially fixated on the statue though. A strange sight for her, that she fixated on like a tourist seeing a weird painting.

"What's this? Is this one of your heroes? Looks like someone who held great power. Maybe kept the law in a bad time?"

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@Silicon Chimera

Orchid would reach over and calmly put a hoof on Silicon's shoulder, as she appeared down-throdden about not being a traditional mare. He'd move in closer, but he had a cat eating on his back, so he had to be a little flexible here, and he could still do this at least. As well as giving her a warm, encouraging smile. His eyes were kind and warm too, as he looked at her through his glasses, and prepared to try and pep her up a little.

"Listen not to the voice that says you are not like others, or you will only be weighed down by worries and bothers. You may not be like them in the traditional sense, but try looking through this with a different lens. Life is seen often as those with a soul, and you do have that part, that makes you feel whole. So are you not a wonder of life as we are? A twinkling star, whom deserves to reach far? A life as precious as any, your only quirk being, the very thing I am seeing: That you are a more special wonder than many."

A peculiar life for sure, but just as deserving of love and opportunities as the rest of them. Something which he hoped, she would in time get to realize. Life were life after all, no matter how it had come into being.

"As for travel, why not join me wandering through gravel? Through stone and sirt-filed roads we wander, to witness the world so full of wonder. A companion more would be quite okay, and you would not wander aimlessly every day."

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@Califorum

On 2021-03-07 at 1:07 AM, Magnolia said:

"Your magic with flasks...I never heard of any sort of magic of that nature besides witchcraft or alchemy perhaps...it is quite potent and easy to underestimate as I did admittedly. Ponyville...who would even name a town that?" Magnolia huffed slightly, finding that name a bit dubious in all honesty. "As for...helping I am not sure I'd be any good at that. I want to help you...for us to help each other before we do anything else, right? At least, I'd think that is a good plan..."

"It is an odd power, but I find myself thankful to have found a way to make the best of it. And make no mistake: To some degree, I were lucky in our fight. Especially when it came to the pixie magic. It is a wildly unstable thing, so there were no guarantee it would go well. Frankly, I had hoped it would teleport me towards the other end of town. Instead it just shimmered me a little ahead, and make my stomach churned. The explosion could also have gone horribly wrong. It were a minor miracle that it went as well as it did, and I hit that haystack. Had I not managed to get some distance, you would likely have won the fight there and then."

She let out a small sigh of relief. It really could have gone either way, though thankfully, it had ended in the best possible outcome. No one had died, only a few got hurt, and they were now headed towards a much better, brighter future.

"Whatever comes next, we'll get through it though. And hopefully if we help others, they will see you for all that you are, and be thankful whenever you get to their towns. Always room for more heroes in the world, right?

And the story... I-It's okay. It's a short tale anyway. I were just travelling to Zebrica for a study course, and my entire group ended up getting taken by some hooligans. I'm still not sure what their motives were, but they stuck us in cages, and started to wander around, and poke us with spears, and making some sort of odd comments. They appeared to be very inebriated by something, so I'm not sure they really had a plan, but that would likely have gone over fine enough. We thought so at least, until this dark robed equine showed up, handed them some coins, and told them to leave. He were... Quite intimidating, I must admit. Even if all I could see, were a scarred muzzle, and a narrow, yellow eye looking up at us, while he withdrew this ghastly looking, glowing dagger.

My husband to be came in then. Charging from the bushes and trapping him in his net, before smashing that into a tree. The tree broke, and so did the griffon, into smaller, wooden pieces, that crumbled on the ground with a large hissing sound. It were apparently some sort of magic trick, and he had escaped, but either way, he made sure this one were handled. Then proceeded to round up the ones who had trapped us, and got them tied to a bunch of other trees.

He was a very energetic fighter. Meek if you just looked at him, but a powerful force when he got into things. I were quite stricken. And when he came to the cage and h-he held out his h-hoof..."

This last paragraphs of hers had started off well. She had looked ahead, almost dreaming, and with a warm smile on her face, as good memories came in. She even rose her hoof up and held it in front of her, as if she were trying to touch someone.

But then came the memories of him, and the crushing blow of knowing that he were dead, and she'd never have more of him, than simply these memories. Her smile faltered as the words started to fail her. Tears began rolling down the side of her pained face, and the outstretched hoof, shook as if she were freezing. She couldn't say more after that, though her head bowed down, and her hoof slowly went towards the ground, and she wept again. Sobbing, as the look on his face filled her with longing for him once more.

On 2021-03-07 at 1:07 AM, Magnolia said:

Magnolia would thus address Gretha with a sigh of relief. She wouldn't know how she would have felt if Greatha actually did eat ponies. Then again, she could be lying but Magnolia wouldn't question. "Riddle me this, what is your...advice on moving forward from a life of pain and...suffering?" she would ask in hopes of Gretha speaking something wise to her and Zeelva. They probably needed it after all.

"The way forward, starts with accepting that your lives are short. You can't let the precious little time you have, be filled with nothing but regrets. As you can hear sadly, it is easier said than done. Some wounds cut deep, and not everything can be forgotten. But you need to eventually accept that everything that have happened, good or bad, is in the past. It can't be changed. You just have to accept that it did, and look at what you can change instead: Your future.

Wallowing in pain never leads anywhere good, and your years are few, little one. You can't be wasting years of them on grief, or regrets. Try instead to think of how you can improve your life, and change what you think went wrong."

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@Kujamih @Windy Breeze @Califorum

On 2021-03-07 at 1:52 AM, Cali said:

Then she would look to Molotov. "For my world we have some bases on the Moon, and plans to put stations and bases on other nearby planets however there have been action to curb fossil fuel usage last time I was there. Like making more electric vehicles, etc. I don't know much about that but, I hope my planet finds its way. But I'm not going back there, its not a very nice place. If you want some rocket plans though...I might have something." Cali would pull out a few books she had stolen from the government once, detailing various rocket plane, engine and thruster designs. It was in English so they were able to be read. She also pulled out a few stolen blue prints for such things as well and handed them to Molotov, awaiting his reaction with a bit of a grin.

"You actually have settlements on the moon? Wicked! Mom would've loved to go there just once, to see what it would look like. Even if your world does seem like it's a little wobbly on the edge there. Best of of luck to the- Is that blueprints?!"

Molotov would reach for one of those first, and more or less ignoring the books for a start. Eager with anticipation, like a little colt, he'd roll one out, to find a very detailed schematic of a fuel tank and thruster. He were as giddy as could be, though soon after, he'd start to frown, and turn the blueprint a little.

"Naw, that can't be right... Can it? It looks like... Yeah. This looks like a death trap. The fuel gain is ingenious, but there's forced too much power into this thing. It'll have a good chance at exloding for the slightest, reason, and churning through so much fuel, that it's insane. Powering up one of these things, would let out more smoke into the atmosphere in a minute, than the entirety of Center Zero did in a year. Jeez, no wonder your dimension's going to bad places, when they run stuff like this.

The design is good, but it needs a rewrite. Some rewiring, cutting out most of this tank all together, and running it on something more renewable, like midnight orbs... Alright, alright. Maybe there's something that can be learned from this. Can't see a speck of anything magical in it though. Is that place you're from, keen on not using magic, or something?"

He'd barely notice how his food had arrived as he looked this over. Which were a tray containing a foal menu hayburger, hayfries, BBQ sauce, a small bucket of honeyed wheats, and a grape soda. His own order were right next to Blitz's, and were exactly the same, just adult sized.

And wouldn't you know it, she came bouncing out of the ball pit soon as she saw it, and jumped right over to the table to devour her meal. With all the enthusiasm of a hungry, sugar-addled kid of any kind.

On 2021-03-07 at 2:47 AM, Kujamih said:

Light suddenly turned pale and felt really disturbed.

" Another big change is happening.... Bigger than Twilight's coronation.... Its waking up and killing a lot of dimensions as we speak....."

Light shivered and stared blankly into space.... And snapped out of it.....

" ..... Sorry about that... The fate stitchers started to move again.... And this time... it's scary...."

On 2021-03-07 at 4:18 AM, Windy Breeze said:

“Our dimension is a threat?” Blue nervously chimed in, “W-Why would they say that? There's nothing wrong in our world!”

“Yeah, I think you said something additions, Light. One plus one equals two. Correct” Luna replied, taking one pancake from Blue's plates in a blink of an eye, much to the latter's chagrin. Luna shot Cali a frown, “Pollution should be eliminated before it becomes much worse as time passes. It's deadlier than any catastrophes combined”

On 2021-03-07 at 12:57 PM, Kujamih said:

Light was shocked at luna not noticing the changes that happened.

".....you.... You didn't ... Didn't feel or sense any changes?"

...light smirked and giggled a bit....

" Well sometimes some people don't realize the sudden changes i guess..."

"Oooh, what sorta things is happening? Is it special? Does it involve grenades?!"

Blitz were not sure what were going on here, but she felt talkative as always, and wanted to butt in with something between chomps of her rapidly vanishing meal.

"Don't get your hopes up, sis. It's rarely the case."

"Awh. More things need to be started with explosions."

"Couldn't agree more. But what was it you were saying, Light? Something about a change, and dimensions dying? Because of something that's reminding you of when Twilight got winged up? What's that all about? Cause I didn't feel anything either, and not sure if you're fibbing."

"I've talked with Twilight. She's a nice pony, but really worried bout lots of things, and keeps asking tons of questions. *Why's there a filly in the forest? Where's her parents? Why is everypony looking at her like they're afraid she'd set something on fire? Does anypony smell singed fur?* and lots, lots more. Hehe. She's such a silly silly."

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@abrony-mouse

38 minutes ago, Fuchsia said:

"I think there's something hostile in the wall near the Fresco - near the exit." she says pointing to a strange looking deer who she now sees has been defaced, along with many of other deer depicted.

38 minutes ago, Fuchsia said:

Fuchsia relaxed a little as nothing happened, hoping that the low chime signified a shadow of hostile magic rather than a current threat - which it often did. "It might be grave robbers? Or maybe whatever happened here... other deer came and destroyed it deliberately?

Billowing would be checking out the fresco as they spoke on, to try and ease the mind of Fuchsia a little. At a reasonable distance, of course. Wouldn't want to risk something bad happening this simply, right? Though he couldn't really see anything glow up there just yet.

"It could be grave robbers, deer returning to obscure history they did not want exposed, or even the ones who build it, ruining it as they left. We sadly don't know enough about the story to tell. I can just say that it looks very deliberate. Somepony would have needed to do this with purpose and.

As for this thing, I can neither sense anything, nor see anything wrong. Some glass slivers for eyes, still seem to be present a few places. Maybe that is what you saw? If it's something magical, it might not be anything though. We haven't gotten harmed thus far at least."

He'd try throwing some magic at it, and see if that did something, but nothing were meddling at all. Perhaps Fuchsia were just a little on edge, considering their predicament?

49 minutes ago, Fuchsia said:

Fuchsia turned towards the water in the wall furrows which Billowing had been studying, looking at them with interest. She did have a few vials on her for sampling rare soluble substances, although she was too much of an amateur alchemist to have any but the most obvious mineral tests on her. "What do you think is making it glow and run upwards like this?" she asks and takes out a vial, uncorking the stopper to collect some.

"And regarding the water, I can't say for sure. I assume the color is due to an algae of sorts, of some of those have bioluminescence. But the direction is perplexing. Were it a new installation, I could explain it away using new technology. Yet this place is somewhat ancient in nature. It should not have this sort of thing, unless it were magically implemented. And why anypony would do so, as well as how, considering the age of this place, is beyond me. It seems impressive that it have lasted this long though, yes?"

Taking a sample would reveal that the water were simply just glowing water. Didn't seem to be hostile or anything. However, the stream would then begin to have a hole in it, as it cycled on, corresponding to the sample taken, and any water spilled, would float right back into the stream it were taken from again. This were definitely magical in nature, though why would that be? It were simply bizarre.

"Now that seems interesting... Hmm, I have an idea. Try and block the streams entirely, so there are holes of simply air in there. I may be off base here, but I think this might hold more importance than we thought at first."

And he'd be right. If they tried this, and collected/blocked the streams, there's be a point where the spaces with onl air lined up, and the streams would stop. When that happened, a ssection of the wall opposite this would rumble, and slowly sink into the floor, revealing a secret passage. One which would go on for a while, in complete darkness, witht he walls scorching beyond recognition. Not even this one had been saved from this, it see,ed. Not at the top, anyway.

"Now This is fascinating. An escape route, mayhaps? Do you think we should examine it?"

Sphinx-Ara · March 9, 2021

@Blitz Boom

Silica would smile and nod at him, thankful for his warm hug "I do..I do have a soul, I am alive, just like every other pony" she would say with a big smile "I am like every other pony, but I am also unique, one of a kind" she beams and would happily wag her tail like a happy puppy would, hugging him, being careful of Bellarouse. She then nods "and I'd love to go travelling with you, it'll be more fun than just travelling alone, by myself"

Catpone Cerberus · March 9, 2021

@Blitz Boom

Ruby just nodded in agreement, Leviathan's suggestion was about what she was going to do anyway, she was just someone who had been hired to do a thing, she didn't know, or care why someone talked a language and what it was, and so on, it helped that Charir looked different compared to the usual Equestrian dragons, since he wasn't one, because that gave more reason for why even other dragons wouldn't understand him.

"It depends who you ask, there's no one meaning for Elder dragon." Ruby explained "But there is two more common uses, those who are past seven or so thousand years, older we get, less precisely we count our age, and those who lived during the time of the civilization." "Former does exist, deep in the inner parts of the homelands, older we get, harder we are to kill, so as you go deeper into the homelands,older the dragons you see will get , younger you are, closer to the edge of the homelands your territory will be." "But the latter, is a mystery." "It is known that there used to be a civilization before us, the evidence is plenty, but there is no known living dragons, or dead ones, that are that old." "It's almost like they just vanished."

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"No worries, I don't get easily bored." Scarecrow said, before starting to move to somewhere where they would be out of sight, he didn't want outside ponies getting involved "As I said, it is something I wish to keep between us, thus my preference for place with visual privacy." "But shortly put, there's a certain undead wishing to move on, and they are hopeful that you could be some help with that." "Though don't feel bad if it turns out you can't, it has shown to be a....troublesome thing to get rid of." when they would be somewhere private enough, he wouldn't waste time and would tell Crow to separate "That undead is me"

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"I'm actually a tinkerer of sort myself too, but you are right, if anyone in this place knows about these..." Trox gestured at his cybernetics "...it would be a tinkerer."

For the point regarding limitless magic, the siblings didn't comment anything, when they spoke of magic, they meant the types that any creature could use in one form or other, the magic of gods or god like beings were outside their understanding and capabilities, and the only ones they knew capable of using those were the two sisters, who in their world were pretty much gods themselves.

"Since our injuries had healed during our time in the darkness, our biggest problems here were exhaustion and lack of food, and we have now rested and gotten food." Sheska pointed out "And while we are far from being at our best state, we are quite resistant little lizards, we are used to being in a weak state." it wasn't that they weren't still feeling weak, they just had learned to ignore and hide it "And while there is technology that can revitalize and while I would not be surprised by soul steal tech, mine are neither, but they do help, as they can be used even if my body is otherwise out of energy." they were also small, which had it's own advantages.

To Onache's last point, the siblings looked at each other thoughtfully "You may actually be right, it could make sense...also, you mentioned Discord, he's a mystery where we come from, both sisters claim to have destroyed him, yet it is believed by most that he just left, some don't believe he ever even existed." "A weird story that one."

EQ_Theta · March 9, 2021

@Blitz Boom

“It’s a lot different when someone is genuinely curious. The attention feels more natural, and how being able to talk to others to ease concerns. That part feels good. You’ll never believe it, but those little fillies and colts who asked me to perform some tricks for them earlier recognized me. They’re the ones who started the conversation. Next thing I knew, their parents and few other creatures gathered around and started listening.”

“Cutting your hide and showing off your rapid healing was an odd choice for a demonstration, though. I suppose this should be a one-off show. It might give others the wrong impression of the longma if they see you heal that fast.”

“Yeah, but I’m not you or Omen; I can’t open gates. And I think you have an interesting talent that doesn’t have shock value, right, Rosa? I had to do something to entertain the crowd and make their time worthwhile. Not gonna lie, it stings when I do it, so I try not to cut deep.”

Frankly, this was a somewhat better alternative. The onlookers were interested enough to stick around and see what was going on. From Sen’s point of view, it was better than the awkward stares he got earlier, and being able to speak with young ones who expressed genuine interest in his appearance and background was a nicer feeling. Likewise, it was also good for him as he was distracted from remembering an experience he’d rather forget, especially when his rapid healing factor had to work overtime to keep his body from fully rotting away.

At that point, the siblings were a little stumped on what to do next. Lin had something in mind, but she’d want to get the others’ opinions on where they wanted to go next. Knowing how much time had passed since they first entered the carnival, it felt like time was no longer on their side. Only one thing remained on Lin’s mental checklist of things to do.

“So, uh… any ideas where to go next? I was thinking about visiting Abacus again for Shrimp’s sake, but if there’s something anyone wants to do, I’m up for it.”

Neoeryn · March 9, 2021

@Blitz Boom

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"Do not be too harsh on him, child. He have failed in teaching you, and only tried to mitigate what can happen. Had he no love for you, or thought you beyond salvation, he would have locked you away, long ago.

If he asks why you are leaving, tell him that you are getting help, as you do not wish to end up like her. Lest his memory have been purged of her, he will understand."

"Locked away.. Y-you're right. He does seem to care a lot about me. Considering what he's done in the past, he's nothing like he used to be. I'll be sure to tell him the truth, even if he may not have been so honest with me."

Although Calamity had felt trapped; in a prison with nobody to help her, she would be lying if she said Discord hasn't helped her one bit. He actually had, and she appreciated it. However, it wasn't the type of guidance she was quite looking for. Could she control her magic? Somewhat, but it still wasn't enough. Did she understand his motives behind keeping her from using it? Not quite that either. She would never be able to understand him, even if he had come out of his shell a bit more. She believed perhaps, it had something to do with losing Fluttershy, and he didn't want to lose anyone else. Or he was focused on not wanting to start another war with Twilight over the destruction of powerful magic. Whatever it may be, Calamity knew she had to get it under control, or something could happen.

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"I believe it may be because he has companions whom he now trusts in. The fear of being alone is a powerful one, and Discord have most often either been alone or feared those who went close, wished only to make him the punchline of their jokes. Even if he will test these friendships of his, to make sure they are genuine, I know him enough to say with confidence, that he would cling to anyone who thought of him as their friend, and not try and end their normality, long as he keeps believing that things are going well."

"Ha, yeah... he does tend to be a bit clingy and dependent. You'd think with how he almost took over Equestria once, he wouldn't be so needy. He's become really clingy to me, like there's a way he knows me somehow. I don't quite remember much of my past, but I know I don't recognize him. If anything, he's become more like an annoying brother than anything.

He does tend to keep a lot to himself, aside from what he's never told me. I barely know anything about him other than he's got really cool magic, he's started a war that almost destroyed all of Equestria once, and he knows every single recipe for chocolate milk. It's not really... helpful information, but I suppose it's something."

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Fright would wave calmly at Calamity as she went off, and wandered to the side so that carts could once more pass by her. IN the time she'd wait here, she would certainly get some looks, but as she didn't harm anyone, and her aura had a rather calming effect, she was overall left alone. Though a few here and there would be gathered nearby once Calamity would eventually return. Sitting on their flanks, basking in her shadow, and meditating with their eyes closed.

Calamity had returned a short while later, only to find a group of ponies, and even animals had gathered around Fright, seeming to be lost in thought. Not wanting to break the peace and destroy the mood, she sat there, trying to focus herself, but the peace would not come.

Octavian · March 9, 2021

21 hours ago, Blitz Boom said:

Billowing would be checking out the fresco as they spoke on, to try and ease the mind of Fuchsia a little. At a reasonable distance, of course. Wouldn't want to risk something bad happening this simply, right? Though he couldn't really see anything glow up there just yet.

"It could be grave robbers, deer returning to obscure history they did not want exposed, or even the ones who build it, ruining it as they left. We sadly don't know enough about the story to tell. I can just say that it looks very deliberate. Somepony would have needed to do this with purpose and.

As for this thing, I can neither sense anything, nor see anything wrong. Some glass slivers for eyes, still seem to be present a few places. Maybe that is what you saw? If it's something magical, it might not be anything though. We haven't gotten harmed thus far at least."

He'd try throwing some magic at it, and see if that did something, but nothing were meddling at all. Perhaps Fuchsia were just a little on edge, considering their predicament?

As Billowing's magic reaches out towards the fresco the shadows deepen for a second and the magic seems to dissipate more readily than normal, but other than that nothing happens. Fuchsia, assumes the deepening shadows are due to Billowing's smoky magic, not being a very magically attuned pony, assumes that is normal and breathes easier. "My spirit-catcher chimed before, but I think it's ok - sometimes it just goes off."

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23 hours ago, Fuchsia said:

Fuchsia turned towards the water in the wall furrows which Billowing had been studying, looking at them with interest. She did have a few vials on her for sampling rare soluble substances, although she was too much of an amateur alchemist to have any but the most obvious mineral tests on her. "What do you think is making it glow and run upwards like this?" she asks and takes out a vial, uncorking the stopper to collect some.

"And regarding the water, I can't say for sure. I assume the color is due to an algae of sorts, of some of those have bioluminescence. But the direction is perplexing. Were it a new installation, I could explain it away using new technology. Yet this place is somewhat ancient in nature. It should not have this sort of thing, unless it were magically implemented. And why anypony would do so, as well as how, considering the age of this place, is beyond me. It seems impressive that it have lasted this long though, yes?"

Taking a sample would reveal that the water were simply just glowing water. Didn't seem to be hostile or anything. However, the stream would then begin to have a hole in it, as it cycled on, corresponding to the sample taken, and any water spilled, would float right back into the stream it were taken from again. This were definitely magical in nature, though why would that be? It were simply bizarre.

"Now that seems interesting... Hmm, I have an idea. Try and block the streams entirely, so there are holes of simply air in there. I may be off base here, but I think this might hold more importance than we thought at first."

And he'd be right. If they tried this, and collected/blocked the streams, there's be a point where the spaces with onl air lined up, and the streams would stop. When that happened, a ssection of the wall opposite this would rumble, and slowly sink into the floor, revealing a secret passage. One which would go on for a while, in complete darkness, witht he walls scorching beyond recognition. Not even this one had been saved from this, it see,ed. Not at the top, anyway.

"Now This is fascinating. An escape route, mayhaps? Do you think we should examine it?"

Fuchsia startles at the sudden rumbling but looks extremely relieved to see the new passage. "Yes! That other way by the fresco gives me the creeps." she says and eagerly sends one of her baubles to illuminate the passage. She also takes a sniff of the passage to see if the stale dank air of the inner temple seems fresher in the new passage. Finally, she raises her spirit catcher to it to see if there are any traps or hostile magic inside.

Behind Fuchsia, near the deer fresco, the shadows do seem to darken further, but it could just be a trick of the light.

Blitz Boom · March 10, 2021

@abrony-mouse

13 hours ago, Fuchsia said:

"My spirit-catcher chimed before, but I think it's ok - sometimes it just goes off."

"Old places such as this, can at times still have lingering magic around, fermented with age, if you will. I've seen magic wards give off false positives because of it before. Yet I wouldn't count out that there may still be something lurking in here. We best remain on our guard, and assume the worst. Better to be overprepared, than be caught by surprise after all, yes?"

An adventurer were one who had many tools at their disposal, and thought of when to listen to the warning signs. A smart adventurer, always assumed there were something to be worried about regardless, and prepared mentally for that option. Made some a little paranoid at times, but such were the price for survival.

17 hours ago, Fuchsia said:

Fuchsia startles at the sudden rumbling but looks extremely relieved to see the new passage. "Yes! That other way by the fresco gives me the creeps." she says and eagerly sends one of her baubles to illuminate the passage. She also takes a sniff of the passage to see if the stale dank air of the inner temple seems fresher in the new passage. Finally, she raises her spirit catcher to it to see if there are any traps or hostile magic inside.

Behind Fuchsia, near the deer fresco, the shadows do seem to darken further, but it could just be a trick of the light.

The passage would have nothing, but a smell of musty air, and the path seemingly leading a little further downwards. An interesting path, and the one more obvious, were likely the wrong path as it were. Or still somehow a bad one, as there were not often a reason to make hidden paths into false ones.

"Then we shall traverse down here. Mind your step though, please. There may still be some traps within this place."

As they wandered down the hall, it would eventually open up more, and reveal an actual staircase, swirling downwards. There were no path up, and neither the stairs, nor the path itself, had seemingly been filled with traps, or dark magic of any kind. Though from down below, there would be traces of some darkness. Faintly, but still better than from where they had been before, yes? And Billowing would gladly take charge on this, if it made Fuchsia feel safer.

And as for the fresco, it would begin to get a few more pale lights flickering in the various cold, dead stone eyes of the depicted deer, before it fizzled out, and a pale mist seeped into the stones. Nothing to worry about there.

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@Neoeryn

18 hours ago, Neoeryn said:

Calamity had returned a short while later, only to find a group of ponies, and even animals had gathered around Fright, seeming to be lost in thought. Not wanting to break the peace and destroy the mood, she sat there, trying to focus herself, but the peace would not come.

It would not be long after she arrived, before Fright would move her hands, and spread them in an open, welcoming gesture, whilst looking down from her floating position. It seemed she never stepped down from these floating lily pads. At least not in this town, anyway.

"My time in Ponyville has come to an end, children of Equestria. I leave you with an open invitation though, if you find your life burdens you too much, or fears drags you down: Wander to my shrine, in the vast forests near Deltrot, and I shall grant you passage to a place, where you may find true inner peace. I would especially encourage you to consider it. Your fears are vast, and will only burden you more, the longer you go."

She directed these words to a middle-aged, aquamarine pony. Feeling Blue was not exactly the most happy face in Ponyville, despite Pinkie's best efforts, but he were looking calm and relaxed for once. Unburdened, and with a big, pleased smile under his sizable mustache. It were not much wonder that he nodded, and seemed open for the invitation.

As for how to find her place, Fright would take her hands together again, and when they separated, there would be a small shrine there, growing rapidly in size, and landing harmlessly on the ground. It would emanate a smaller, yet still noticeable aura of peace for a few days, and contain some maps for those curious. Pamphlets too, as they were very handy in informing others of what she did.

"Do you see how my powers work here, dear child? In times long gone, I used my powers to sense the fears of others, and made them real. I reveled in horror, and fed on nightmares. Yet as the wise creature who helped me see past this taught me, there are more than one side to everything. My powers still work now. I sense their fears, and I drain them away. Yet I do not make them real. I lift it from their beings, and leave it hanging where it is not seen, while I feast upon the darkness, and leave only peace behind. A time of relief, where these fears do not rest heavily upon them, until they grow strong once more, and there are peace.

In time, if they wish to, I can then help them confront these fears, but this is but one outlet of my power. I wish for you to understand. The constant fear which I carry with me, from beings who need a respite from the worst. This is what I mean, that there are help and salvation for all. IN time, we will find a way like this, in which your powers can manifest too, to give you some relief, rather then a build up pressure without pause."

She were speaking to Calamity as she explained, and had her face been able to go into a large smile that wouldn't just make her look creepier, she would have done so.

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@EQ_Theta

On 2021-03-09 at 3:27 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“It’s a lot different when someone is genuinely curious. The attention feels more natural, and how being able to talk to others to ease concerns. That part feels good. You’ll never believe it, but those little fillies and colts who asked me to perform some tricks for them earlier recognized me. They’re the ones who started the conversation. Next thing I knew, their parents and few other creatures gathered around and started listening.”

“Cutting your hide and showing off your rapid healing was an odd choice for a demonstration, though. I suppose this should be a one-off show. It might give others the wrong impression of the longma if they see you heal that fast.”

“Yeah, but I’m not you or Omen; I can’t open gates. And I think you have an interesting talent that doesn’t have shock value, right, Rosa? I had to do something to entertain the crowd and make their time worthwhile. Not gonna lie, it stings when I do it, so I try not to cut deep.”

"...I'm good at competitive speed knitting, does that count?"

It were perhaps not the thing he were the proudest off, but it weren't uncommon for beings in his position, to find some enjoyment in crafts like knitting, sewing, or embroidery. They were used to dealing with small knifes and nimble movements, so some needles, or small knives for cutting paper, felt rather natural to them. And it didn't diminish how dangerous they could be. He knew of several that looked like harmless, sweet old mares, that if you annoyed them too much, would soon be chuckling down at you, while you were pinned to the ground, with a pair of needled pointed towards the point between the eyes, and the throat. And those were the lesser creative ones. Mama Mango was an infamous elder mare, for being adept at both beating up, and stitching her would be challengers clothes together, in a way that would make it a strong, makeshift restraint.

He were nowhere near her level, but he did find that he loved to sit down, and relax with some knitting, the few times he had respite from things, and no worries in his heart. The competitive angle were mostly just because he thought it would be fun to try and compete, and got third place the first time he tried. Things had kind of snowballed after that. Not the most impressive to hear about maybe, but he could knit a scarf like a beast.

"Regardless, even if your idea of a performance were a little... Unorthodox, it will surely make them remember you. And seeing how positive your interaction seemed to have went, it will only be in a good way. i can imagine a few places are going to get some good stories about longma soon, which will help those areas be curious and welcome, rather than paranoid, if ever you come by. Trust me when I say that I am fairly impressed with your foresight on this, Sen, as well as just how you did in general. I couldn't point a hoof at how you could've done better."

"What if he gave them candy?"

"Hmhm. I stand corrected."

Omen managed to get him a little smirk, as she made an assessment of her own, regarding to how the whole thing could have gone better. Seeing as there had been younglings, it were no wonder that she were thinking this. Though of course, there were not a guarantee that it wouldn't have gone worse. Might've looked a bit dodgy in fact, but he'd give her points for trying.

"You should keep doing this again if you have the chance other times, Sen. And don't sell yourself short. You may not be able to open gates, or knit a sweater in less time than it would take you to have a nap, but I've seen your skills on other areas. Such as in our little competition. You have a lot of potential, that is just begging for refinement, my friend."

On 2021-03-09 at 3:27 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“So, uh… any ideas where to go next? I was thinking about visiting Abacus again for Shrimp’s sake, but if there’s something anyone wants to do, I’m up for it.”

Rosa did not have an issue with this idea, and openly welcomed it, though he assumed she were mighty busy right now. Omen were already walking in the direction of the ghost drake's enclosure, as Shrimps reaction to hearing Abacus's name being spoken, were to perk his ears, and rise up in a chirping, happy noddle dance. He were looking forward to meeting his new friend again.

As they got there, they'd find that there were indeed a busy time, with the rat wagon having just pulled in, and a few solo seaters on enlarged, spectral frogs were getting ready for a tour group, lead by one of Banshee's cousins. A tired looking mare, carrying a golden chain, that wrapped around her stomach, and legs. One end were near her neck, and the other on her right leg. How it were stuck? Magic, likely, because there were hooks or the like.

They would find that Abacus were not riding right now, but stood and were getting caressed by somepony. A stallion this time, with his back turned. A weird one too, to say the least, as he were a pegasus, but it seemed like his wings had been stripped of flesh, and were not simply bones, held together by unknown means. A special sight, that for Rosa meant that he would get in front of the others, and signal them to halt.

"Shade Stealer."

The stallion heard the name, and turned around, to face Rosa with a sneer.

"Get out of my face."

This were not a friendly customer. He looked annoyed, edging towards angry, and his opening words to Rosa were not exactly kind. Not that he expected them to be either, which were why Rosa kept facing him with cold neutrality.

"At least you're not trying to deny it."

"I know what sort of ponies know that alias, so you got a whole lot more to fear than me, spy."

"Hey! No fighting at my stand. Rosa, Soul, you two play nice, or I'm gonna call on Wrûnch, and she'll keep you two apart."

Banshee had come over, to separate the two that seemed to be at tension with one another. Rosa did not move an inch, but Shade - or Soul as it seemed his name were - did lessen his sneer, and just go to paranoid annoyance.

"Fine. But he best keep his muzzle shut about that name, or I'm taking him down."

"I won't tell, if you won't."

"See? We can all be good friends here. Now, what brings you folks here? The next tour's in twenty minutes, if that's the thing. The rat race is a fun experience for most that haven't tried it before.

And let's do proper introductions here too, right? Soul, this is Sen, Lin, Rosa, Omen, and the little noodle dragon is Shrimp. Everypony, this here's my cousin, Soul Prison."

He had been mentioned earlier, as one that Abacus were missing, and it showed. The wyvern were practically laying her head on his shoulders, with a happy, low coo escaping her maw. A sight which made Shrimp confused, and he began chirping back and forth with Abacus about this. Simplistic, animalistic dragon talk though, so no room for the others to budge in on it.

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@Catpone Cerberus

"Yeah, for some reason, a lot of dragons don't seem to make it through a large, cultural switch. Here in our part of the world, we don't have any elders beyond twenty-one thousand years of age, with no known idea of why that is, or how things were before that. Only Ancalagon, who is old enough to make him the oldest dragon I at least know of, is from the before time, and he will not tell. Not that he does much with us. He long since left the Dragon Lands, after refusing to take up the mantle of Dragon Lord, which he could rightfully claim. With age comes power, and he have that in spades, yet he did not wish to lead us. He is running some sort of couriers guild instead, and keeps away from the politics that happens these days, even when there have been many who have spent thousands of years begging him to take up the mantle of dragon lord, and rise us into a new age of glory.

You don't want to seek him out for answers though. The stories about what he does to those irking him are not kind, and frankly, compared to him at his fullest, you'd look like how a foal would to you. Small and insignificant. Too weak to be a concern, or even much of an annoyance.

...Also, I may have stolen some things from his guild, and I don't want to find out what sort of penalty that gives."

Well, not the guild itself, but his minions had some things she had taken now and again. She were relatively sure he wouldn't eat her for that, though what else he might try? Ergh... She'd really, really prefer not to know.

"Anyway, the way your country is build up, makes some sense really. The inner, better regions are for those who have the power to hold them, and we tend to only get stronger with age. Outside layers are or those who's small, and have to live with the scraps. Quite frankly, this is a probably the most relatable part I know of your home so far.

Though, are you sure there really are no one old enough to remember? What of in the very heart of your country? The place reserved for only the oldest and strongest of you?"

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@Catpone Cerberus

She were with him for the first part, as Bloody followed the two of them away from potentially prying eyes.

"An undead? D-Dear me, that's not something you see o-often in Equestria. Mostly just spirits. Shouldn't be too big of an issue though, I hope."

Simple and easy. Just decapacitate the poor thing, reap the soul, and have it pass on later, when she brought it to a proper shrine. Though it sounded like this one were trouble, so perhaps it were just not that simple with this one? They'd seemingly be finding out soon, though how she hadn't heard about any sort of undead here in Ponyville until now, were a mystery. They weren't spirits, that most couldn't see after all. They were fully fledged beings, and t- Wha?!

Bloody would bounce back a little, as Crow spread his wings, and lifted off from Scarecrow. Something which would reveal the horrific visage beneath this disguise, and make her instinctively draw her scythe, and look at him with concern plastered all over her being.

"Please calm yourself. He's friendly. You don't have to be worried."

"B-But he's sentient! That's not normal for undead."

She'd need a bit of time to calm down, and as she did, she would move closer, scythe first, and try running the blade across him. Scarecrow would be able to feel something from that. A kind of pull, trying to draw him out, but it wasn't strong enough.

"...I can't r-reap you. Your soul is too ingrained. But... M-Maybe the others can? I'm just a part of t-the extended family. The main seat, h-houses the matriarch, and supposedly all s-sorts of things that have been u-used for millennia to deal with ghosts. I d-don't know if it will work, but m-maybe she can do something? I'm sorry I d-don't have a better answer, but... T-This is very weird, and so, so wrong. This much d-decay, and the rot too- You s-shouldn't be sentient anymore. You should h-have gone feral a long time ago. And then, I w-wouldn't know what to do t-there. This kind of rot, l-looks like it replaces you. Slicing your neck in half w-wouldn't do a thing, I'm g-guessing? Have you tried fire?"

While she were nervous, somewhat fearful, and somewhat, morbidly fascinated, Rusty at least seemed a fan of his look, and kept his little button eyes glued to Scarecrow, with that little, stitched on smile of his. Probably not the cheery news that Scarecrow had hoped for, but there were still a potential light at the end of the tunnel. It just wasn't her, that were able to put that in motion, sadly. She weren't that powerful.

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@Catpone Cerberus

On 2021-03-09 at 11:29 AM, Catpone Cerberus said:

"I'm actually a tinkerer of sort myself too, but you are right, if anyone in this place knows about these..." Trox gestured at his cybernetics "...it would be a tinkerer."

"A being worth hunting for then. The ponies pride themselves on being resourceful, so we will see whom they may know that may have at least a tangible idea about what to do with your parts. We should be able to pry from the locals, if they know anyone fitting that sort of description, or at least where to go and look."

Hopefully not Canterlot though. There may be laws protecting her kind in place now, but that place still likely had a lot that remembered the olden times, and would turn a blind eye to any harassment that may come, from a queen wandering their streets. Unless she defended herself, of course. Then you'd find they had seen it all, and she were clearly a dangerous menace, who had to be thrown into prison, along with the rest of her ilk. Hmph. Short-sighted little lunch boxes.

On 2021-03-09 at 11:29 AM, Catpone Cerberus said:

"Since our injuries had healed during our time in the darkness, our biggest problems here were exhaustion and lack of food, and we have now rested and gotten food." Sheska pointed out "And while we are far from being at our best state, we are quite resistant little lizards, we are used to being in a weak state." it wasn't that they weren't still feeling weak, they just had learned to ignore and hide it "And while there is technology that can revitalize and while I would not be surprised by soul steal tech, mine are neither, but they do help, as they can be used even if my body is otherwise out of energy."

"Yes, I've both seen and heard what state they liked to keep you in. Utterly barbaric, and lessens your potential. Try not to make a habit of it here. There is plenty of time to rest and eat, without getting in the way of your other activities."

It almost sounded as if she cared, and maybe in her own way, she did, to some extend. It just came out a little like an order, which were a problem with herself, rather than anything the kobolds had said.

"Your technology sounds strange to me though. So in theory, it could act while you were sleeping? An odd prospect, but I suppose that could be beneficial, if for example you were ambushed in your sleep. If I understood that right. I do not mingle with machines normally."

On 2021-03-09 at 11:29 AM, Catpone Cerberus said:

To Onache's last point, the siblings looked at each other thoughtfully "You may actually be right, it could make sense...also, you mentioned Discord, he's a mystery where we come from, both sisters claim to have destroyed him, yet it is believed by most that he just left, some don't believe he ever even existed." "A weird story that one."

"The longer you spend in this town, the bigger the chance you have of seeing him, seeing as he is more or less resided here, and I can assure you that he is sadly, very real. As is the others of his ilk. Why you have not had him around in your world, I do not know, but perhaps he simply did not find it fun to be around the sort of tyrants that sounded like they ruled you, and he went to find another place to roam with his ilk. Or he jumped dimensions, and you stumbled through whatever rift he left behind. I know not what to expect from him and his kin, except for crazy buffoonery. All I feel certain off, is that neither of your versions of the princesses, killed him. Maybe sealed him away, I suppose. Even if I doubt your variants are able to use the Elements of Harmony. If those are even thing were you're from? Though si suppose, the way you have been used, you wouldn't know much about history. If they can't be bothered to feed you, why educate you?"

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@Silicon Chimera

Aah, it was much better to see the excited little life like this. Full of joy and cheer, rather than held down by the thought that maybe, she were not as traditionally normal as others. Hopefully she would remember his words, when in the future, she felt down on this again. Sadness such as what she had before, would not begone forever. It would rear its head back out every now and again. But hopefully she would be able to see the light on this, and push past those thoughts with some degree of haste.

"Then later we go, and plant our feet. For now though, let's remember to eat."

It would be a good meal from this place. Succulent and warm, in a nice, friendly place. Even if those working here, seemed to be a little weird. Which included the chef, who came through the door to the kitchen once, to wave the barista closer, and the guy looked like he had taken a shark to the face. Some nasty old scars there, that made him look a little intimidating, but the barista didn't seem to mind, and he weren't yelling. Might just be looking gruffer than he actually were, due to the scarring.

A hearty meal I would say. Were yours also okay? If so, it seems time to go. We must stay in motions, if we are to gather up for your potion. Besides, I would like to see, what this town else have for you and me. Might be something quite entertaining, or maybe our interests will soon be waning. Only way to know, is for us to go."

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@Califorum

On 2021-03-09 at 2:45 AM, Magnolia said:

Magnolia would have pulled Zeehva more closely and just proceeded to embrace her in an attempt to make Zeehva feel better however the way she did it was somewhat awkward considering she probably wasn't much good at this. But Magnolia had hoped. It was the the thought that counts, right?

Magnolia looked into Zeehva's pained eyes. "We will both move forward...in time however there will be struggles along the way...I know that I really don't know what I am saying but...it will get better as Gretha said. We will get there..." Magnolia would force a hopeful smile. Truth be told, she did not know how to smile so it was likely also quite awkward or not fitting. She had spent too far of her life scowling and hunting for power, she did not have a genuine smile for a very long time.

Zeehva clutched to Magnolia too, as she were hugged. Holding the mare close in a tight hug, whilst weeping, and mumbling incoherently. She'd be fine, but she were just caught in a bad moment right now, that had hit her hard in the feels.

When Magnolia made it so that Zeehva would gaze into her eyes, the former would see a pained individual. The tears were one thing, but the widows eyes just radiated pain and sorrow in the moment, lost in the emotion as she were. It wouldn't seem like she'd get much of what were being told to her at first. But then, she would begin to slowly focus on Magnolia, instead of looking past her. She recognized this mare. It was her friend, trying to help her. Beaming positive energy, and kind words down upon her. But...

She'd sob a little less, and lean in to hug magnolia again, and lay her head on the mare's shoulder. The soft, durable material of her dress would brush against Magnolia more in full now, while the sobbing slowly went down. Lessened in strength. And then finally, stopped.

"...*sniff* I'm s-sorry... Sometimes I j-just can't hold it b-back anymore. It h-hurts to remember..."

"It sounds painful, little one. But do you think this is what he wanted? Would he not want you to be happy?"

Zeehva did not answer, but she did nod, with her head still planted on Magnolia's shoulder. She may need a towel or something after this, to dry her fur of the tear stains that were being left right now.

As for Gretha, she could say more, but she felt like she had already gotten herself mixed up enough in their situation, and didn't to intrude too much. She just thought she'd give a little input on the matter, to try and help, without being too demanding. The little one did not need that, as much as she needed her friend right now.

On 2021-03-09 at 2:45 AM, Magnolia said:

To Gretha she would speak next. Although her words were more soft than one could think but it was also a great deal of awkward. She didn't want to disturb Zeehva, hopefully she had helped her feel better. "Wise words...wise words...unfortunately its going to take more than just words...but experience. Hopefully we can make a better change in our lives...for myself especially. I hate to ask this of you...but is there a way we can remain contact? We can learn so much from you." Magnolia spoke rather thankfully, yet her tone didn't really fit. She hadn't really figured out how to make her expressions match her intent.

"Everything takes time, be it good or bad. Just remember to look forward, and you will be on the right path.

And if you want to hear an old dragoness ramble, the ponies I help on the docks, hold a box for any letters sent to me, and help me send some back. I'm afraid your papers and pens are a little too small for me, but a nice youth have elected to help me, long as I dictate what I want written down. Aah, you should have seen his face, when I had him write down a letter to an old mate of mine. The things he heard, sure had him blush. But he did insist he'd help with any letter, so it seemed fun to test him."

It had been a fun little time, that she wouldn't soon forget. And really, you never got too old, to have a little fun. be it equine minotaur, dragon, etc. Having a laugh were something they could all enjoy, at any time in their life.

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@Califorum @Kujamih @Windy Breeze

"It's some mighty impressive stuff this here. Ingenous metalwork, and for a place without magic, I can imagine this is nothing short of the biggest breakthrough in rocket science there's ever been. Just imagine all the things this could lead to, and the things you could end up seeing out there in the great beyond, all wit the help of some blueprints, from folks who couldn't even make a spoon float."

He were joking, But Molotov were looking over these things carefully, and were frankly baffled at places. He considered himself to be a real smart cookie, as his mom would put it, and he got some of this, but others, he were a little awestruck, frankly. This were a good deal out of his league, and yet, with these blueprints, and a bit of trials and error, he could end up being the scientific genius of this century. Hay, the millennia! Just imagine what they could do with this sort of technology. How the world would change, from understanding all of these things.

Yet, much as the inventor in him wanted to keep them, Molotov would roll them up, and push them back towards Cali.

"Please don't take this the wrong way, alright? But I'll ask you to please take these things away, and don't let 'em get into the wrong hooves.

Don't get me wrong. The inventor in me want to hoard 'em all, and start a scientific revolution. The sort that have never been seen before, that'll get me written into history books. Yet... I can see the repercussions of adding this much, into a world that ain't meant for it.

You sort didn't have magic, so you had to rely on your tech to make things convenient, and man did you invent. Sadly, this sort of thing would end up ruining this world, I fear. You add too much knowledge on these things out of nowhere, and it can really start going out of hoof. Spies could steal it, and we'd have to worry about missiles launching towards us. Or hay, I could see at least three ways to make this large one able to carry a bobm load that'd be able to pollute most of Equestria. And that's just what it could be used for to meddle with us. Then there's how it'd change the landscape, with more focus on pumping out factories, and less on our forests, and urgh...

I'm an inventor. I strive for progress, but it have to be the sort of progress that doesn't overtake our world, but live in harmony with it. And I know that sounds lame as all hay, but I'm sticking with it. And I'm still grateful that you're making the offer, and that you're showing me these. It have given me some ideas for a few test reactors I could start working on. Though with a more environmentally safe implementation.

Plus, if we started to fire rockets out there constantly, the princesses would get prissy. We'd just end up getting in the way of them moving the sun and moon around. They were tolerant enough of my mom's experiments to get out there, as it were one mare, and seemed harmless to them, but they'd definitely shut down this whole operation in less than a week, and burn all the papers. I'd prefer not to have the hassle, you know?

Again though: Mighty happy that you're showing me this, and humbled that you're offering something from your collection. It's not a simple thing to do, and it ain't lost on me how special it probably is that I'm being given the offer. I hope I ain't coming off as ungrateful either. That ain't my intent at all."

Octavian · March 11, 2021

1 hour ago, Blitz Boom said:

On 2021-03-09 at 10:39 PM, Fuchsia said:

"My spirit-catcher chimed before, but I think it's ok - sometimes it just goes off."

"Old places such as this, can at times still have lingering magic around, fermented with age, if you will. I've seen magic wards give off false positives because of it before. Yet I wouldn't count out that there may still be something lurking in here. We best remain on our guard, and assume the worst. Better to be overprepared, than be caught by surprise after all, yes?"An adventurer were one who had many tools at their disposal, and thought of when to listen to the warning signs. A smart adventurer, always assumed there were something to be worried about regardless, and prepared mentally for that option. Made some a little paranoid at times, but such were the price for survival.

Fuchsia agrees strongly with the sentiment and looks rather relieved that Billowing expressed it. "Learned that lesson on my first adventure and never forgotten it." she says with swagger. Fuchsia's first adventure had involved culling rats in a neighbouring farm's cellar. They had been too much for her, biting her lil pink hoofsies. She would never forget the smug face of her blue rival, Pied Piper as he led the rats away! If only she had read up on the rats she would have known that they were weak to music charms.

Anyway, preparation was a necessity!

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On 2021-03-09 at 10:39 PM, Fuchsia said:

Fuchsia startles at the sudden rumbling but looks extremely relieved to see the new passage. "Yes! That other way by the fresco gives me the creeps." she says and eagerly sends one of her baubles to illuminate the passage. She also takes a sniff of the passage to see if the stale dank air of the inner temple seems fresher in the new passage. Finally, she raises her spirit catcher to it to see if there are any traps or hostile magic inside.

Behind Fuchsia, near the deer fresco, the shadows do seem to darken further, but it could just be a trick of the light.

The passage would have nothing, but a smell of musty air, and the path seemingly leading a little further downwards. An interesting path, and the one more obvious, were likely the wrong path as it were. Or still somehow a bad one, as there were not often a reason to make hidden paths into false ones.

"Then we shall traverse down here. Mind your step though, please. There may still be some traps within this place."

As they wandered down the hall, it would eventually open up more, and reveal an actual staircase, swirling downwards. There were no path up, and neither the stairs, nor the path itself, had seemingly been filled with traps, or dark magic of any kind. Though from down below, there would be traces of some darkness. Faintly, but still better than from where they had been before, yes? And Billowing would gladly take charge on this, if it made Fuchsia feel safer.

And as for the fresco, it would begin to get a few more pale lights flickering in the various cold, dead stone eyes of the depicted deer, before it fizzled out, and a pale mist seeped into the stones. Nothing to worry about there.

Fuchsia knew this path was safer, it felt so much more welcoming than the others, even though it led them both deeper into the temple. She is soon inside, tracing the walls with her hoof - feeling the rough hewn walls. The anxiety from before was not forgotten but was quelled by the majesty of trotting through history - the hoofsteps of the ancient deer tribe...

Her hoof-steps echo on the spiral staircase, a light breeze blows up from the depths, rustling her fur and making her ears quiver. She draws close to Billowing, just in case something flies out of the dark as they descend. "Ever been in a place as creepy as this?" Fuchsia small talks in the silence, mainly to take her mind off what might be below.

Sphinx-Ara · March 11, 2021

@Blitz Boom

Silica would smile and nod, listening to Orchid and eating her stew, she was getting quite fond of listening to Orchid rhyming. "You are right mr Orchid, we must remember to eat, travelling on an empty stomach is not a good idea" she'd agree with him, and then soon, she would finish her stew and drinks, leaning back slightly to let her stomach settle.

After a bit, she would smile over at Orchid and nod, "It was indeed okay, better than okay, it was very good" she would say to him, "I will surely recommend this place to others" she then looks over to Bellarouse who had curled up on Orchid's back and started purring "and it would also seem that Bellarouse enjoyed her meal a great deal" she'd say and then nod, "Yes, let us get going, perhaps find somewhere to stay for the night, or..oh, I heard that there was another Zebra here, I think her name is Zecora, she might know where to look for what we need"

Evil Pink One · March 11, 2021

Light was intrigued at what Blitz was saying as her words are big clues about her past.... It seems princess twilight knows a bit more about the events involving the boom family.... But Cali's shenanigans on contaminating this dimension is happening again and caused Light to raise an eye brow towards Cali.

But luckily Molotov didn't accept Cali's offer, or else Light would've made drastic measures.

" Hey Luna, Molotov, is there anyway to meet and talk to princess Twilight? Blitz comments intrigued me."

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