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[Blitz Boom 4,636]

@Sekel

She could glance if she wished to. The worst thing in Enzo's future, would be multiple episodes of him laying about, contemplating the dreadfulness of it all, isolated to a mountain peak where he could languish alone from time to time. His deal had bound him to Equestria, and as such, he'd primarily still remain there, seemingly gaining some status in the long run. His kind tended not to do too drastic things, even in their worst set of mind, due to cultural standards, and pride, so the worst they could worry about, where him going amok. Yet he really didn't much care for that. It seemed utterly pointless to him, despite his current set of mind.

"I wished for freedom. This I now have. I hungered for vengeance, yet have lost my will to see it through. For now, I only wish to fly, and feel even the illusion of freedom. What happens beyond that, I care little for.

Have you a suggestion to distract from this malady? I suppose terrorizing the populace is not an option, but what else may there be?"

They would actually be near a town by now, and boy howdy did the presence of a sphinx flying above them, make a lot of ponies gawk. Some of them also screaming and heading inside, thinking a monster was attacking, of course. All in all a great reception, that certainly wouldn't make things worse.

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@Sekel

"That isn't why I won't answer it, your majesty."

"Kkrghxxlt. The Maidens never knew. We interrogated some of them, but they had no answers. They fought and died, for something they knew nothing about."

Last visibly growled at Drone, after she said this.

"We were her most faithful, insect. Princess Luna herself asked us to safeguard something, and they did. As did their descendants. It doesn't matter what were in there. Only that she asked us to keep it safe."

The Shrine Maidens had been somewhat feared in their heyday, for exactly this reason: They were made of only the most fanatically loyal to Princes Luna, and would do anything she asked them to, without question. Which were also why they were mostly made to handle shady things, that she could not be seen connected to, regardless of its importance. Didn't matter to them if they had to sacrifice life and reputation for it. Her word were their everything, and they would stop at nothing to do as asked.

"Tkkhxxr. We just knew that whatever were in there, spoke to the eternal queen, Called out for her. She would stop at nothing to gain access to it, and they at nothing to keep us away. So we fought, and we slaughtered each other, generation, after generation."

"Loyalty is paid in blood. It's one of the only things both sides could ever agree on."

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@Sekel

"Wild stab in the dark: I think we found the draconequus's home."

"Ding ding ding! The bug pony got it."

Rose flew into sight, from a nearby tree, munching on what seemed to be the leftover arm of one of the gremlin like creatures. Apparently, she also partook in the local food chain.

She'd point them towards a picnic table, on which sat a large pumpkin. The top were popped off, and the insides seemed to be steaming slightly. There were also a bunch of cups around, and a large soup spoon, indicating this were a treat for them. Of spiced pumpkin latte even, which Happy jumped right at, and poured up a cup. He were getting mighty thirsty.

"Oooh, haven't had this stuff in ages. And it's smelling pretty good. This here's free for the taking?"

"Sure! Mom wants you to feel comfy and stuff. She's gonna bring cookies soon as she catches them too. The bowl ran off again."

Happy would be willing to pour up, and have a sip. He were thirsty, and he figured at worst, it'd be messing with him, not be toxic. And after drinking it, he were perfectly fine! Better than fine really. This stuff was pretty good indeed.

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@Sekel

"Hopefully you'll meet again soon. Sounds like there's a lot of catching up to do.

And I'm not being silent because of you, it's uhm... I guess it can't hurt to say it, just keep an open mind.

Scarcity and I, we came from wealth. A high standing family in fact, but that didn't mean we lived a carefree life. Our parents wanted us to be specific things, married off to specific ponies, and so on, to make sure our family got closer to merging with the nobility. And they weren't kind about this, treating us poorly if we didn't obey, and do things as they wanted, got too low grades, or in any way, shape, or form, showed disobedience.

So I did my best to not cause attention. I talked little, and learned to move without making sound, to not draw attention. I were like they wanted me. A ghost, just there to look pretty, and be married off later.

Scarcity never liked this, but she kept telling me to be patient, even on days when she were causing trouble, merely to distract them from what they had been about to fling at me. She were good at magic, so she were sent to Celestia's school, so she could get a prestigious education, which would help her perhaps get into an even better marriage. SO she were their favorite, and I... Well, you've seen how I make others jump. I did my best to be forgotten and overlooked, and I guess I got my wish.

Scarcity wasn't forgotten though, but she didn't seem to really do anything, to any of us. She went to school, got good grades, and otherwise kept mostly to herself, seemingly just going along with what our parents wanted.

...The day she graduated though, the family were gathered. She had her degree in hoof, and still wearing her outfit, when she waved an important-looking pony over, who presented them with a briefcase of documents.

I don't know when, or how, but she had somehow managed to take everything. The houses, the bank accounts- Even the family name, She had taken it all, right under their noses, and then gave them that devious smile she always gave, when she knew that she were winning.

They were furious, but legally speaking, our parents were nothing now. But she gave them an ultimatum: IF they left, and did not take contact for a minimum of twenty years to either of us, she would return the name, the summer home, and 20% of their savings. She even had the documents ready for it to be legally binding. And since they didn't have a choice, they signed it, and stormed out. We haven't seen or heard from them since.

She didn't want most of the things though. She donated the houses to homeless shelters, and used most of the money to set up a savings account for me, and start her antiques store. The whole thing gave her a lot of publicity, so she got enough attention when opening to get things rolling. I just went here instead. I needed some space from all the bad memories in Canterlot. And it's getting better. Wasn't too long ago, I couldn't even speak with others.

As for Scarcity... My sister is very resourceful. I always knew she were clever, and that smile of hers when she told me to be patient, made me sure she had some sort of thing in mind, but I could never imagine how far her plans went. I still can't, with anything she does. That's why I ask you to please, keep an open mind, and be respectful towards her. My sister is not a bad pony, and if she says she can find your parents, she will. Just... Remember what I told you, and understand that she's very resourceful. For better or worse, depends on if you are on her good side, or bad side."

Also, they weren't leaving yet. They should have breakfast first, which came soon after. A bowl of warm oaths and grain for Stare, and a bowl of stew for Dazzle. Complete with rich tastes of the local forest, where the meat had also come from. Plenty of meat out there, if you were willing to hunt for it after all.

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@Sekel @Widdershins

"You gave me a pretty good scare there actually.

And the flowers? They're for my marefriend. I had to get back to Canterlot after getting my hands cut here, so she's probably been nervous about how I've been. I figure it might help with things, if I brought her some tulips. She's not a big fan of roses.

Still gonna need to explain things to her, but I'm fine. The pros of being a dragon, right? We heal faster. Just itches a lot right now, and this disinfectant hurts. All natural zebra stuff, so it works for sure, but boy howdy can it be felt sometimes, heh.

Oh right, where are my manners? My name's Benny. I run the main forge for the Royal Army in Canterlot. It's not as impressive as you think. Most of the armor are made in the various other forges. I mostly deal with emergency stuff, repairs, and ceremonial weaponry. Still good stuff though. Managed to make a pretty good axe for the new general, before his accident.

Who might you be? That's okay to ask, right?"

Benny were not what many thought of, when they thought dragon. He were friendly, a little goofy, and awkward at times. More equine in behavior, than draconian honestly, all the way down to him liking sweets. Having him through a town fair of any sort were a nightmare because of it, since he'd spend a good deal of time, and bits, on tasting the various things made. Most pony food were delicious to him. Especially if it were caramelized.

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@EQ_Theta

It sounded as if they wouldn't get to see the lady of the house tonight then. A shame, but all in due time. Long as they stayed on good terms with Uddo and Kiba, they'd likely get to meet her eventually. And it sounded like she were one to bite note in, as going around and making business deals were no small feat. Especially not if if it were often done successfully more often than not. She may be the actual top of the family power dynamic. Which made her someone to get on the good side of indeed. But he may just be overthinking things again. They'd see in due time.

One who did not think too much, were Omen as the cat rubbed up against her, though her focus did go between the feline, and Shrimp, who were hiding as best he could in her mane. Aft6er the recent incident, he were still scared of cats. Even small ones like this, so he were trying his best to hide. If the cat had tried to come up to him, he'd then blast it with his glittering breath. Harmless, yet disorienting, and certainly something it'd remember. Thankfully it didn't get to that, and soon after, Omen could follow the small one into the store, where she'd promptly... Well, she didn't look at the store really. Her unblinking gaze remained on the cat, wondering what else it might do, even after the owner showed up. She'd get to the mare in due time. For right now, she had a peculiar cat to gaze upon.

Rosa though, did find the store rather peculiar. Partially because as his friend pointed out, it seemed unattended. But also the... Advertisement, one could call it, yet the bakery itself did not seem marked on the map. Nor had much of a flashy front. It was a very low brow establishment in that way. Perhaps one of the more traditional one, that preferred to be learned about mostly from positive mouth to mouth? Possible, though it had been some time since he had run into a place like that. They were not all that common anymore.

What were on offer though, were certainly eye-catching. Rather delicious looking, and smelling, baked goods. Including the highly recommended cream puffs. Something which he normally did not look towards, but he had to admit that these were rather enticing to look at.

And then, the owner came in. And holy moon, were she one that were hard to miss, that were for sure. Loud, burly, and carrying baked goods with skill and precision. It seemed she were the sort who just naturally entered a room, and got the attention of all. Beings like that tended to make a lasting impression.

"A pleasure to meet you ma'am. I'm new in the area, and were recommended to look for your bakery by Kiba and Uddo. My name is Sub Rosa. This is Lin, and her brother Sen. And that over there is Omen, and her pet, Shrimp. Worry not, she will not harm your cat. She is just wondering if it will lead her elsewhere.

Which speaking of, did surprise me. I saw no signs leading towards your establishment, yet suddenly this cat shows up, and leads us on. It is an interesting tactic, though I must admit to have briefly assumed it may have been a changeling, leading us into an ambush. I suppose I may be a little paranoid, no offense to your... Head of marketing, if you will."

He'd give a cordial bow towards the mare before he spoke, to try and be polite. He hadn't much idea what kind of pony this one were though, but introductions were a fine start, in his opinion. If she'd then rush them along, it would teach him she were more of a *get down to business* kind of mare,. and he could adjust accordingly. Worst that came from being polite really, would be her assuming that he were wasting her time in some fashion, which he didn't intend to do.

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@Starforce

"Maybe someday, but I'd rather just think over things for a time. There's a lot I need to get sorted in my head after... A-Anyway, it sounds like there's more to Fright than I though, but not really a big surprise, I guess? Draconequui seem like they all started off as uhm... I guess evil is a bit harsh, but indifferent, and feeling superior enough to get away with stuff? Sounds like she have become a better being, so that's good. And with a lot there? Must mean she does well, in clearing others of their fears. Or helping them with it, I guess. I'll look forward to seeing it myself someday.

You say there were some tests though? Is it okay for me to ask what they were? I don't want to nag you, but a little curious what kind of things she'd do, to test someone."

While she were talking, Zeehva were also preparing several of the ingredients they had gathered up yesterday, starting with some finely crushed ones, mixed with seven droplets of dew, and after it had been mixed into a paste, she's shake the small bowl it were in every ten seconds, for no more than one.

"Won't be long now until everything is ready, and then I'll show you how to make a pretty little crowd pleaser. Just have to make sure to stir the ingredients correctly first.

I know it looks a bit weird, but trust me: Even the timing, strength, direction, and frequency of swirling ingredients, and the concoction alike, are important. A lot don't think it is, and that's one of the reason why they can't do anywhere near as good as most zebras."

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@Starforce @Kujamih @Windy Breeze

"The museum is fun! I wanna go back and see more stuff with big bro sometimes."

"Just please remember to treat the things in there with respect, okay? They have a lot of great, historical value, and good or bad, it's important that as many as possible, can learn about our past. Otherwise, we might end up repeating a mistake that caused calamity once. Or miss out on entire lines of evolution. I really hope what the professor found is related to that. He always gets so happy and animated when he sees that."

"He looked like a grumpy."

Blitz grinned towards Cloudwatcer as she said this, who'd just smile and shake her head a little.

"By the way, I heard you say something about placing something in the hospital, Light. What are you thinking about?"

It was pretty low, and it sounded like she didn't hear all of it either, but she caught this tiny bit. Hopefully whatever he were planning on, wasn't something dangerous.

Once they got to the hospital, it'd be the typical scene: A foyer, waiting rooms, receptionists- Basically, just as Cali had left it before. Though she looked different, so nopony there recognized her. They just saw an odd, new alicorn, and their eyes were drawn towards that. Until one of the nurses halted, and looked further than that. At the little bundle, wriggling to get lose so that she might run around, looking for her brother.

"Blitz. Haven't seen you in a few days. Here to see your brother I take it?"

"Hihihi, Nurse Gauze. Hehe, big bro had a whoopsie, and got a head ouchie."

"Yes, I heard. And these are your... Interesting caretakers for the day? Well, if you can control her, then I don't see an issue. Do you need directions, or are you aware of his room number? Please also be advised about our policy."

She'd point towards a sign of the usual dangers and warnings about the hospital, things not to bring in, etc. A relatively new line though, made seemingly some time after the rest, and pencilled in with a sharpie, were the line *No unsupervised members of the Boom family allowed.* Which indicated that not just Blitz had done something, but Molotov as well. In his case, probably hit on the nurses, or gotten caught doing unlicensed maintenance on their equipment.

Edited September 27, 2021 by Blitz Boom

[Blitz Boom 4,636]

@Catpone Cerberus

"We did discuss going to see if mayhaps my employer were fit to leave the hospital, in Las Pegaus, as it have been some time now, since she went there. Beyond that, I know little of what you may have planned. I were merely working under the assumption that this were some kind of bonding experience that I should not question too much, on account of me being - if I may use your kinds words - intriguingly flammable."

"We'd be more blunt, but you're right. Good bird."

Leviathan would give him a sarcastic little clapping of her hands, and she in turn, would roll his eyes and look away. Dragons sometimes...

"I don't recall much of what our plans were, beyond just ensuring the safety of your treasure. Was it something with your brother we should try? We discussed having him in towns, but that's going well so far. He haven't set fire to anyone yet, which does help keeping a low profile.

I guess if we can't remember it, it probably wasn't all that important. Or nothing that had to be rushed at least.

...Wanna go and find Discord, and try to convince Charir that's how all magical dragons grow up, if they can't use magic right?"

She liked Charir, and wanted to keep him safe, but that didn't mean she didn't want to have a tiny bit of fun too, and convincing him that Discord was the sort of thing he had in wait, might be a small bit of harmless fun. Long as they ensured to tell him the truth after.

Though it were pretty low brow, and Ruby might not find it all that entertaining. Leviatahn just didn't know what else to say here. She sorta just figured there was a grander plan to everything, than to just deliver the treasure, and go into standby.

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@Catpone Cerberus

"In the last few days, I have encountered a draconequui, a sphinx, changelings, and someone who refered to herself as a *zombie*, who voraciously ate any animal that came her near, til she were banished. As well as the matriarch of the timber wolves, in a less than welcoming mood, amongst other things. I find it hard to imagine you being more dangerous than them, Ceron.

And if it helps, we are not ponies. I am a dryad. I speak with the forest, for I am part of it, and it of me."

To cement that point, she'd scoop up some dirt, wherein she felt some small seeds lay, likely floated here once on the wind, and poured a little magic into it. The seed would rapidly crack open, grow, and eventually bloom, into a pretty, rosa flower, with a bell-shaped head. She'd then carefully plant it to the side of the road, away from those who may trample it.

"I hace not heard them speak of you though, I believe? There are few ponies out there they speak of, such as the Yelling Hermit, or The Cold Bringer. As well as The One Who Burns. It is less dramatic than it sounds though. It is merely a filly who makes things explode. The animals have simple minds, and think of things as such.

Might it be you live around the troubled areas? Some hunting grounds are shunned, even by the predators, who speak of them in reverence and fear. Serpent's Fall, The Howler's Ground, and Where The Chimera Threads. I've yet to meet a chimera, but they sound... Problematic.

In any case, it seems as if something more is bothering you. Is it about the sky? Have there been birds chasing you, or are those ponies who travel in their domain, of your concern? I still find it strange to see that myself. You ponies all seem so... Earthbound by design, otherwise."

She had accidentally hit the head on the nail, about one part. What the animal's called The Howler's Ground. An area, wherein something were, which they felt scared of, every time the moon stood high. She had been planning to go and see for herself what went on, but had not yet had the time to do so. Perhaps one of these days, it would be imperative that she did. She were sure the animals were just afraid of some kind of regular wolf, who had a bad temper. It would not be the first time.

"But you say you cannot be here for long? I hope we are not keeping you from your planned visits? If so, I do apologize for that. It were not our intention."

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@Catpone Cerberus

It were probably best that the conversation about torture had died out. At least, regarding the mentioned queen, and the princesses of the other reality, as this could have become a lengthy discussion. Onache could have argued that since the power of a queen, were often correlating with the size of her hive - as they could gather far more emotions then - a singular, grand hive, could be a powerhouse the liked of which they had never seen here either. Such hives did not happen here, as there were several queens, and territories, that were content having their own slice of the pie. Maybe at times, the council would meet up, if there was a major decision to be made, but overall, they were kept in check by themselves. The council did not like the thought of invasive hives, potentially gobbling up all of them. For the sake of self preservation, it were best to take that issue and handle it, before it grew too much.

However, in the other world, they would have been faced with a dilemma. No council would likely be allowed to form, and out of desperation, any changeling would flock to whatever powerhouse would seem to rise up against their oppressors. Regardless if it were the most insane, psychotic of them. There could be a unified hive there, and it would be a force to reckon with. Enough? Hard to tell, but even if it wasn't, changelings could use various kinds of non-physical torture, so that might intrigue the corrupted alicorns.

Not that there wasn't enough unpleasantness to go around though, as the talk fell on a related ancestor of the present kobolds. A traitor not only of kind, but of blood. Onache's eyes seemed to darken as she heard it too. She could not get as angry as them, as she had not lived in it, nor had the blood relation, that had likely not done them any favors, but she could still hate a traitor of kin. A despicable act, that she - despite her own morally bankrupt acts - could not agree with. Some things were simply too far.

"If ever I heard of a being, whose mind deserved to be shred asunder, it would be her. Despicable traitor, deserving of not even a quick death. It is little wonder you wish for her to face extermination, when she turns her back on her own."

Now, she had never actually torn a mind apart, as that were too severe for her taste normally. But if she were faced with this one, and her mind were not protected like this machine pony's were, she would have gladly crossed this boundary, and shred through her mind, piece by piece, until there were nothing less, than a sliver of herself, and a chaotic mess of her most horrifying memories, turned even worse. Then before it'd potentially correct itself, she'd stab the insolent whelp. Her handiwork did sadly not last forever, when it were more severe. It'd require constant upkeep to maintain, which would be tiring.

"Whom is this Scorch, or do I even wish to know it? It seems talks of your world, holds nothing good with it. Merely misery and death. And frankly, I believe there to be better things to spend ones time on, than some faraway dystopia, run by deranged, weak-minded alicorns, that fell to corruption."

Edited September 26, 2021 by Blitz Boom

[Rising Dusk 27,835]

@Blitz Boom

Lily wasn't the only pony subjected to the mercy of these highly trained and experienced spa ponies.  Luxurious delights available to anypony in Equestria that seeks it out.  Even if Rising did have to pay for his moments of pleasure with deeper pain.  His body tingled, his head swam as blood flow was rerouted throughout his body between grunts and groans.  The body is slow to repair when one forces rapid changes to its everyday operation.  A necessary risk in a fight where anything was possible.  Facing off against skeletons isn't something Equestria quite prepares a detective for.

Dawn and his mother had much simpler massages.  As frequent customers their muscles were already quite aligned to such treatment that it was more of a pampering than anything.  "Does Harrowmark not have Deep Iron?  Only a slight downgrade from silver but more plenty available.  Considering most spell casters in Equestria are rudimentary, it work wonders for their more simple spells.  Only a hoof full of casters would need anything as potent as silver.  Thus the ready supply of silver becomes more decorative to the country than practical," simple to add to the list of things already on her plate when it came to trade in Harrowmark.  Although introducing the much more marketable Deep Iron might be more profitable than silver if Harrowmark didn't have it.  There was plenty of silver to go around if that no be the case however.  No need to bring up Orichalcum, that was rare enough in Equestria to be trading it away without a deeper relationship. 

Dawn snorted, "It's not out of season," she scowled.  It didn't matter to her if Harrowmark thought it was fashionable, she was in Equestria today.  "Fashion if very organic Lily.  Here one moment, gone the next.  Back in around the corner.  It lives, dies and is reborn like the Sun.  A simple whisper can birth a nation and a casual snort can end an empire.  It really is the most delightful tragedy.  Her brother is simply pushing her buttons," the mother chuckled sweetly and signed into her massage.  Rising cracked a smile in the brief moment of bliss when his spa pony had to pause to wipe their brow from the effort of this deep massage.

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@Blitz Boom

Between the freshly baked goods and the welcoming mare, this place was already tempting the siblings to buy something, if only out of courtesy. The owner here certainly is loud and energetic. With that kind of vibe, surely that would be attracting all kinds of visitors to this place. Judging by the racks of untouched food, it told a different story. Or perhaps the cat is the one bringing in customers the same way it brought the group here. That didn’t seem to deter the mare at the bakery, though, as she goes along like nothing’s wrong.

“Glad to make your acquaintance. You’re new here? And already got tipped off about this place? Sounds like you’re making friends quick, sir.

“I see you’ve also met Munchkin. She’s not really in on any kind of plan for drumming up sales. Believe it or not, she’s not my cat. One day, she just showed up over here and took a piece of bread. Ran off with it like she’s got somewhere else to be. Next day, more visitors from out of town came by, and wouldn’t you know it, she’s back. Don’t know what’s up with her but I set up her pet bed and litter box hoping it would get her to avoid making a habit, and now she comes and goes like she lives here.”

The mare smiled at the thought that this little cat would be her “lucky charm.” Frankly, that would be rather superstitious, but considering that customers would come some time after the cat came by, it’s a nice coincidence that drums up business. That's not something she'd argue or complain about, and it's attracting customers. Well… aside from the morning crowds and the local restaurants who’d buy from her regularly, midday customers were rare. There was the morning and evening rushes that are guaranteed to get the business going, but it was between those times when days would go slower. 

Either that or tourists would come if they find this place. With more ponies going to the newer, more popular and modern Canterlot, this place has seen better days. More often than not, it was the locals who'd visit, and word of mouth would go a long way to get someone new to swing by. Sometimes, food critics and column writers would come to try something and write about it, but it was difficult to say if anything they wrote would leave a mark. Whatever the case may be, so long as this place stays standing, it was just another business day.

“I still find it strange this place isn’t marked on town square’s map, miss?”

“Stiff Peaks, and I don’t mind that this place isn’t easy to find. I believe that the best things a town has to offer are the ones you have to search for. It’s just like a couple of other places around town; it may look old, but what you find inside may just surprise you. But I don’t think you came all the way here to make small talk. Someone suggested you check this place out, and I’ve got a thing or two you might like. Breads or pastries, hot or cold? Take your pick, consider it sold! See anything you fancy?”

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@Blitz Boom @Windy Breeze @Starforce

light would innocently reply to cloud watcher, " ooohhh nothing dangerous..." as he casually walk beside them.

the second device Light has placed is now at the museum. his next target would be at the hospital, which is within sight.

as they got near the building one of the nurses greeted them, and hoofed their policy.

" don't worry ma'am, we got this Boom under control. but, I can't say about the rest of us." Light said while looking at Cali. 

as the group casually heads to Molotov's room, Light also casually placed something on the flooring of the hospital.

" I wonder what Molotov's up to?" 

 

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[Windy Breeze 15,190]

@Blitz Boom

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The guardsmare was finding the situation suspicious...or rather the diamond dog. Random witnesses aren't the most trustworthy when it comes to catching criminals, especially if they are bribed to lie or they are accomplices. However, there was no reason to be hostile. Being diplomatic can even yield successful results than force.

She turned to Pop; with a calm and collected voice, she spoke “Are you sure this is the place?”

Oblivious to the two souls, Razor was listening to their conversation very intently. It's obvious something wrong most of the happened. Well, hearing a scream seemed normal to you? No. Of course not.

“I must go back and tell the others about this!”

Below him, the criminals are already making their way toward's Cimex's inn.

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The thought of being given a book that can help him learn sounds appealing for Tepe “I would be grateful if you did” not only Sorrow successfully fixed Razor's mistake, she had made him more interested in Equestria's history.

Meanwhile, Windy had decided to make use of her wings out of boredom, furling and flapping them while making various happy faces.

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@Blitz Boom @Starforce @Kujamih

Blue gave the professor a sheepish smile and muttered an apology, which may or may not have been heard by the irate Nitpick. Luna gave a reminder to herself to give the professor a more polite apology if they plan to visit this place again in the future.

This time, Luna has something to talk about, especially concerning Blue's 'risky' attitude “You just disrespected a professor” and so their small hushed conversation begins.

Blue looks at her “Sorry about that. I really found it funny”

“Keep yourself under control then. We don't have to make bad impressions drawn to us”.

Arriving at the hospital, they were met by a very interesting notice...a nurse reminded them of a policy concerning the Boom family about unsupervised family guess which meant one thing: not only Blitz is known for causing trouble.

“I want to ask something, nurse. Has Molotov Boom been causing trouble? A policy like that can be seen as discrimination unless the Boom family had done a lot of...troubles in the past”

 

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@Rising Dusk

On 2021-09-26 at 10:33 PM, Rising Dusk said:

Dawn and his mother had much simpler massages.  As frequent customers their muscles were already quite aligned to such treatment that it was more of a pampering than anything.  "Does Harrowmark not have Deep Iron?  Only a slight downgrade from silver but more plenty available.  Considering most spell casters in Equestria are rudimentary, it work wonders for their more simple spells.  Only a hoof full of casters would need anything as potent as silver.  Thus the ready supply of silver becomes more decorative to the country than practical,"

"I mean no offense, but if your magic users find deep iron to be good enough, I question their skills. We're a heavily magic-focused country. From an early age, we teach our young to cast spells, and work their trade. Deep iron is fine enough for novices, and the young, but to fully use your potential in craft, you'll need pure, unfiltered silver. The purer, the more potent and sought after it is.

We also work in other things, but I doubt you'd want to finer details in the potency of flesh crafting. It's not as clean as silver, but depending on the spell, a powerful trinket can be made by this. Like the bear you cleansed, detective. I wonder what you might find, if you opened that one up?"

Sure it didn't look to have lumps of flesh around, but nerve tissue - among other things - were maleable things. Although in this case, she were just kidding, and sent Dawn a little teasing wink. It were made with strong magic certainly, but nothing involving flesh. That being said, she had several things that were, that she could present to Dawn at a later point, or at least show her. Not all of them evil, mind you, and some sold on the streets of Copperhagen. But they'd cover that when time came. She could imagine Equestrians were too squeamish to like the notion of using flesh in this matter.

On 2021-09-26 at 10:33 PM, Rising Dusk said:

Dawn snorted, "It's not out of season," she scowled.  It didn't matter to her if Harrowmark thought it was fashionable, she was in Equestria today.  "Fashion if very organic Lily.  Here one moment, gone the next.  Back in around the corner.  It lives, dies and is reborn like the Sun.  A simple whisper can birth a nation and a casual snort can end an empire.  It really is the most delightful tragedy.  Her brother is simply pushing her buttons," the mother chuckled sweetly and signed into her massage.  Rising cracked a smile in the brief moment of bliss when his spa pony had to pause to wipe their brow from the effort of this deep massage.

"I'm used to clothes being something you wear until it can't be patched up anymore, or you die in it. So fashion the way you go about it, is an odd thing for me. It sounds like it just leads to a lot of wasted materials. Even that which you grow out of, can be used, if you know someone smaller, that could fit it. Or were good with needle and thread. My own father wore the same coat for twenty-five years, before it simply couldn't anymore. One of the scarecrows got to him, and tore it to shreds. Better it than him though.

You should see one of our fields someday actually. I think you'd all three find it interesting. The scarecrows we animate, can get very creative in design."

She'd halt there, as a particular muscle were hit on her, that made her give a pained face, and more or less tense up her entire body for a moment, before it got worked out. She had forgotten all about that nerve cluster, and how it tended to tighten up something fierce at times. Probably good to have it hit, but for a moment there, it felt like something mighty painful. And then, it went into a roaring warmth, as she looked - and felt - like she were just melting there on the slab. She'd have a middle point between Rising and Dawn to work on, when it came to this massage, so they should be working out her biggest issues about now.

"*siiiiiiiiiigh* So blessed a feeling. I haven't felt this good in a long time. I almost wish it would never end. How often do you partake in this heavenly distraction?"

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@EQ_Theta

On 2021-09-27 at 4:20 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“Glad to make your acquaintance. You’re new here? And already got tipped off about this place? Sounds like you’re making friends quick, sir.

“I see you’ve also met Munchkin. She’s not really in on any kind of plan for drumming up sales. Believe it or not, she’s not my cat. One day, she just showed up over here and took a piece of bread. Ran off with it like she’s got somewhere else to be. Next day, more visitors from out of town came by, and wouldn’t you know it, she’s back. Don’t know what’s up with her but I set up her pet bed and litter box hoping it would get her to avoid making a habit, and now she comes and goes like she lives here.”

"Is that so?"

So the cat came in, stole bread, and in return, brought customers around. To a point where the owner simply set up a litter box, and a bed, to accommodate the oddly acting, yet profitable cat?.Rosa had veered away from his changeling theory, but it were seemingly not entirely dead yet, as this were if not a devious plan, then certainly something he could see them do. They were clever things, those changelings. Usually he wouldn't think them willing to live like an animal this much, but... Hmm, it were hard to say. Especially the hiveless, sometimes got desperate when looking for a home.

Then again, it could also be that Munchkin did have an owner somewhere, and had originally brought them the bread. Maybe she still stole baked goods and brought them back, or were given some? Cats were clever creatures, and he had heard of them being trained to fetch things before... He'd have to ponder this further, though in either case, he found the likelihood of it being something overly malicious to be minimal, so he wouldn't attempt to ruin whatever setup they had. despite his want to know and understand things, he had to accept that at times, the right thing to do, were to not get involved.

"A peculiar arrangement, but considering we were lead here by her, I cannot argue against her efficiency. You have a good companion there."

A companion that terrified Shrimp, but that were an unfortunate side effect, of his first meeting with a cat. It'd paint the creatures in a bad light to him for some time to come, until he'd eventually come to understand that they weren't all bad. Some of them were though. Devious little creatures at times, but this one for instance, seemed harmless, at a glance.

As nothing went on, and even Omen began to understand that Shrimp were not too happy around the cat, Omen would wander off and rejoin the group shortly, though she wouldn't say something at first. Just look around at the wares, and try to imagine what the various ones were tasting like. She saw some she recognized from other bakeries, though other were new to her eyes. Some though, were likely just formed or decorated differently. She didn't differentiate between that so well.

On 2021-09-27 at 4:20 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“I still find it strange this place isn’t marked on town square’s map, miss?”

“Stiff Peaks, and I don’t mind that this place isn’t easy to find. I believe that the best things a town has to offer are the ones you have to search for. It’s just like a couple of other places around town; it may look old, but what you find inside may just surprise you. But I don’t think you came all the way here to make small talk. Someone suggested you check this place out, and I’ve got a thing or two you might like. Breads or pastries, hot or cold? Take your pick, consider it sold! See anything you fancy?”

"Cream puffs. They said it was like eating a sky. I have not tried that before."

Omen's whispering voice would slither through Peaks' mind, speaking it's neutral words, as she recalled the things that sent them here to begin with.

"How many bits are..."

She calculated how many were needed for a moment, not moving a muscle as she did so. She just looked at Peak, in a sort of standby mode.

"...6. One for us all. One for brother."

She wanted to save one for him later, when they were to meet with Scarcity. It made sense to her at least, that he would be there, when his master was.

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@Starforce

"It sounds like she likes to get straight to the root of your fears. I don't know if this kind of forcing it out there is good, but she's the one with the temple of students I suppose. She probably have a point in her ways.

And you don't want to become a zebra. An alchemist perhaps, but not a zebra. You'd end up getting confused, by having to rhyme everything."

She'd give a small smirk, and then start to slowly swirl the bowl again.

"This is a very simple one we're starting with, though it's gonna smell badly, so brace yourself, okay? What we have here, is two leaves of an oak, no more than 130 years old. Seven droplets of dew, a scraping of the root from the mushroom you caught - or a teaspoon, if you want - and a freshly plucked clover. It's pretty simple. Just need to have the dries crushed, and then mix it up with the dew, like you've seen me do here. Then swirl it every ten seconds, for one minute and twenty seconds, before adding it to the water."

And with the timer up for that, she'd give it the last swirl, then carefully let it flow into the pot. Where a small, colored dot would then swirl in the middle, from the liquid, it would then quickly expand to the entire pot, and begin to give off a soothing, golden yellow.

"Now we leave it alone until it turns gray. Then stir it once to the left, four to the right, and then twice left again. After that, it's gonna start to look messy, but trust me, ignore the looks and the smells. It's gonna end well."

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@Starforce @Kujamih @Windy Breeze

2 hours ago, Windy Breeze said:

“I want to ask something, nurse. Has Molotov Boom been causing trouble? A policy like that can be seen as discrimination unless the Boom family had done a lot of...troubles in the past”

"The last time he were left alone, he went into our maintenance room, and began tinkering with one of our X-ray machines."

"Oh my. How much damage did he do?"

"None. He repaired it, and somehow got it to function above specs. But he isn't licensed, and if it's not done by a licensed technician, what then happens if it suddenly malfunctions? The rules are strict on this. And when it were pointed out to him, he told us that was dumb, and that if he could fix it, what the big deal then were.

The machine next to it then promptly fell apart, as he had used parts from it to fix up the first one. He was already on shaky grounds for other tinkering projects, as well as comments towards our female staff. This didn't do him any favor, so we've had to be strict about him being under observation when he's here, until he learns to respect the rules."

"And Blitz?"

"...I don't want to talk about it."

They could poke and prod much as they'd like, but the nurse wouldn't elaborate further. And soon enough, they'd be at Molotov's room, wherein he laid on the bed, holding an ice bag to his head.

"Yey! Big bro's awake."

"Tone it down, would ya sis? My head's hammering like a an overloaded forge. What happened out there? Did one of the small parts at the scrap yard, fall outta my grip, or something?"

Starforce wanted to ask, but were a bit more concerned right now, with the thought of what Light had put down. She hadn't seen what it were, but there had definitely been something, and she were a bit nervous about it, quite honestly. The others should likely start off with the Boom brother. Just not too loudly.

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@Windy Breeze

2 hours ago, Windy Breeze said:

The guardsmare was finding the situation suspicious...or rather the diamond dog. Random witnesses aren't the most trustworthy when it comes to catching criminals, especially if they are bribed to lie or they are accomplices. However, there was no reason to be hostile. Being diplomatic can even yield successful results than force.

She turned to Pop; with a calm and collected voice, she spoke “Are you sure this is the place?”

Pop sat down, paws collected in front of her as she tended to, when somepony of authority spoke with her. Made her nervous it did, yes. Hopefully guard mare were not going to be doing bad things, from her not finding the voices.

"Am not sure, miss guard pony. I heard it in this direction, but town have many buildings, with loud sounds going off walls, and noisy ones. Am sure it were in this area, but maybe other building nearby? Am sorry for not knowing exact, miss guard pony. Pop is not trained to be a tracker."

They would likely be going to search in the direction things had actually happened now, so the others would have very little time to sort things. If the guard mare found them, they would be in much trouble. She might be too. Was very hard to say, but she could not do like others of the gang sometimes did. Nono, guard mare would not be hurt by her. It was not something she could do to another.

2 hours ago, Windy Breeze said:

The thought of being given a book that can help him learn sounds appealing for Tepe “I would be grateful if you did” not only Sorrow successfully fixed Razor's mistake, she had made him more interested in Equestria's history.

Meanwhile, Windy had decided to make use of her wings out of boredom, furling and flapping them while making various happy faces.

"I'll see what I can find. Soon as things are more calm, and we don't have gang members hunting us. To think that's even happening... What a mess we've ended up in.

I really hope they're not the reason for Cimex to be late. What wouldn't they do to her, if they knew she had an idea where we were? It'd be horrible. Getting hurt by them ourselves is bad, but being the reason she would get hurt... M-Maybe I shouldn't go down this line of thought. I'm sure she'll be back any minute now."

Whilst Windy made happy faces and seemed to deal with things out casually, Sorrow would instead stand nervously, and fidget around, a little impatient to hear from Razor on this matter. She needed to hear from him, that she were just overthinking things. Hopefully that at least, and not words that she were right to be alarmed, because something very bad were happening.

[Evil Pink One 13,507]

@Blitz Boom @Starforce @Windy Breeze

Light took a closer look at Molotov and took a quick scan. the injury to the head was fine but he could see carcinogens riddled in Molotov's body.

might be because of his occupation.

"..... hm I guess you're fine". Light casually said.

[EQ_Theta 460]

@Blitz Boom

“Thanks. I only accommodate Munchkin’s activities because I was concerned for her. She comes and goes as she pleases, but whenever it rains, she stays here and lounges around like it’s her home. Well… I guess you can say she kind of lives here, until closing time anyway. After a while, it became like clockwork. She knows when the bakery opens and closes, and she’s no longer taking food from the shelves.”

In that moment, Munchkin roused from her rest and looked to the group for a moment before walking out of the bakery without a fuss. Seemed like she proved the owner’s point about coming and going as she pleased. Whether or not it took umbrage to the noise, none could say, but it says something when the cat had free rein to do what it wanted.  It didn’t seem too disturbed at Omen and Shrimp despite the odd looks it got from them. And speaking of oddities, Stiff Peaks would get her own introduction to them. 

“Whoa-ho there! Your voice is inside my head, but you look like you’re just staring at me. How… how are you doing that?”

“It’s… uh, telepathy. That’s how Omen regularly speaks. A little strange a first, but you’ll get used to it after a while.”

“If you say so. Um… cream puffs it is, and I think the expression you’re going for is ‘like eating air.’ To tell you the truth, these cream puffs are made with the opposite in mind. You’re not getting a light snack that’s not filling. Take one bite, and you’re getting a taste of sweet, creamy filling, none of that whipped cream nonsense. I saw you’re little companion on your head, but I don’t think it’s safe for it to eat this. How about I give you an alternative? Wait here.”

The mare went into the back room for a few moments, and it seemed like she was taking her time. The smell permeated from the open door, hinting at even more delectable surprises waiting for them. If the bakery already smelled good, what more a kitchen when its constantly churning out fresh batches of food? About a five minutes had passed when Stiff Peaks returned with a plate and some little ball-shaped dough pieces.

“Here you go. Bite-sized pieces made from the same ingredients as donuts but little to no oil. I’ve added some bits of carrots in there as well. I don’t know what it is you’ve got there, but after hearing about how reptiles can’t eat certain things, I think you’d be better off being safe. That’ll be five cream puffs instead for twenty bits. I’ll throw in the the dough and carrot balls for free.”

[Widdershins 9,960]

@Blitz Boom

 "... Kindle, that is! Whett Kindle! Two Ts!  

    ...."

 The kirin would look down at the cowering pony and set his face into a dopey, round unaware and baffled expression that would still be stuck there when Cover Up... well, stopped covering himself up. Ponies often had a rather rounded, moony cute face from the front and for a half-reptillian equine with a horn of nearly blood-scarlet, Whett had that especially unaware dope expression down. A tempermental wildcard he was, but if that hadn't sunken in yet as an impression, it would be.

"...what? Why would I burn you, man? You actin' like you just saw a... scary thing. I dunno, you fill in the blanks, I don't have much context for scary things outside bugs.

 Ponies don't seem to be happy to be around me much often. They sure did raise a fuss shooing me out of the last village before I got too close to one of those wooden housey structures. I'm begining to think I could take that as a personal flaw on my part. It's so hard to predict how these awkward, social interactions could go, right?"

 Whett reached down with a hoof to concernly boop the cowering stallion gently on the head. Mulling the predicement aloud and over him, the kirin kept speaking in that practiced way of one who has spent way too long talking to themselves out on their own.

"But that's a depressing thought!" He pouted in a soft, if goofy musing tone. "My home, my family and all others I had known through my entire life, guess they kind of just seemingly wandered off to explore Equestria too... What do I have anymore? A weak guess that they're out there and alive, constant thoughts that if they were, we had all left each other behind without caring and I have to try and fit into the odd culture of Equestria? As well as find myself somewhere that were my own, eventually, and settle down! Somewhere with other ponies! I mean, like, you don't want to be a loner living in the forest! In some cultures, those're like that tend to go mad! Who wants to end up like that?!"

 Whett mused off, looking off to the distance from where Cover Up had come from, letting thoughts just pour out his mouth in a way as if hurriedly expressing things out without letting them get stuck in his head, as if he was narrating something they both somehow felt. While being completely lost and oblivious as what to do next to console a pony.

 

@Sekel& @Blitz Boom

 From where Benny had landed in a crumpled mess of several things, Kaltrop had taken the brunt of the scattered debris. Admittedly not much dust or ground coverings, but all the same, the coppery sunset-colored drake had hung back and been sputtering in unrestrained disgust at what did get on him in his unintentional shielding of Dawn Streak. It was apparent he hadn't gotten a good opinion of Benny from so sudden of an introduction... not that, with his personality, that was hard to get on his bad side.

 Sitting back with all the energy of a housecat that had just gotten some water flicked onto it and looking at him with suspicious, squinty eyes, the dragons regarded each other.

 "...You went to a pony for healing? Well that's quite neat for you. Wasn't aware how much ponies knew so much about dragons and their health and such. Our species have just so much to do with each other. Not like they keep us in entirely seperate parts and actively keep us out of world government matters and stuff.

 Glad you decided to injure yourself while flying, then claw at yourself more until you hurtled at us like a mountain dropping. Just what we needed on a walk, being Hurtled at. Do hope your day has been okay, ours sure has been eventful. 

Also yes, I very much appreciate you backlogging literally every minute description about everything you've been doing all day to us random strangers you've met for all of five minutes. Sure does seem like typical PonyTown behavior."

 Benny had, no doubt, more experience with other dragons than Kaltrop had and this surely hadn't been the first aggressive introduction with one. But it might be clear enough to tell from what was a clearly abused use of the phrase "Not Like, Or Anything" that this drake was less aggressive and more whiny & entitled. Kaltrop was one to say backhanded, critical comments and while he was more agile and flightborn, Benny was no doubt a lot more durable and strong type that could easily take him in a fight.

[Blitz Boom 4,636]

@Starforce

Zeehva hadn't really set up any sort of task. She had explained what she were doing, as she had already done a mix before Magnolia showed up, so she figured the next one she could have Magnolia follow along with things.

Still, she didn't stop the mare from trying to make a mixture, and at the end, she'd have a paste alright. It were orange, and on occasion, there would bubble up a spot of green, that'd burst, and give off a foul odor. Like really, truly foul.

"Well... The bad news is that you've used the wrong ingredients, so even though you did do something, it's not what I've been working with. Honestly didn't think you'd try and make something already, so uhm... Guess I should have explained things a little better.

The good news is that we can still use that. Stink bombs are pretty popular, and you made a pretty potent blend. We'll need to dilute it though, or this stuff would cause a stench that'd last for years. A shame we didn't get any balloons, but maybe I can improvise something... Anyway, current drought first.

Heh. You know, it's good you didn't add any Silver Vine to this. Then it would've exploded, and we'd been covered in a massively smelling foam."

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@EQ_Theta

On 2021-09-29 at 5:26 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“Thanks. I only accommodate Munchkin’s activities because I was concerned for her. She comes and goes as she pleases, but whenever it rains, she stays here and lounges around like it’s her home. Well… I guess you can say she kind of lives here, until closing time anyway. After a while, it became like clockwork. She knows when the bakery opens and closes, and she’s no longer taking food from the shelves.”

In that moment, Munchkin roused from her rest and looked to the group for a moment before walking out of the bakery without a fuss. Seemed like she proved the owner’s point about coming and going as she pleased. Whether or not it took umbrage to the noise, none could say, but it says something when the cat had free rein to do what it wanted.  It didn’t seem too disturbed at Omen and Shrimp despite the odd looks it got from them. And speaking of oddities, Stiff Peaks would get her own introduction to them.

"Cats are very... Independent creatures. In the end, they will do as they please, and generally speaking, simply stick around us for easy food, and comfortable places to relax. At least I assume so. I will admit to not being a cat owner. I just observe things at times."

Quite honestly, he were a bit torn on cats. On one hoof, he could admire their independence, and self reliance, which tended to be very well. They did not need as much maintenance to do well, as for example dogs, or birds. Though on the other hoof, he were also aware that the cat were likely to just be around their owners, because it were convenient sometimes, and they were odd creatures to understand at times. Sometimes, cats would just be cats, and it were best to simply go along with it. Kind of like with Omen, though if cats could open portals around places, he'd fear what sort of things they'd get up to.

On 2021-09-29 at 5:26 PM, EQ_Theta said:

Whoa-ho there! Your voice is inside my head, but you look like you’re just staring at me. How… how are you doing that?”

“It’s… uh, telepathy. That’s how Omen regularly speaks. A little strange a first, but you’ll get used to it after a while.”

“If you say so. Um… cream puffs it is, and I think the expression you’re going for is ‘like eating air.’ To tell you the truth, these cream puffs are made with the opposite in mind. You’re not getting a light snack that’s not filling. Take one bite, and you’re getting a taste of sweet, creamy filling, none of that whipped cream nonsense. I saw you’re little companion on your head, but I don’t think it’s safe for it to eat this. How about I give you an alternative? Wait here.”

Once the cat were gone, Shrimp would poke worth, and look around, just to see if it were somewhere. Especially upwards, since the ceiling cat, were his first experience. It didn't seem like there were anyone, so whilst the mare were talking, he'd start to sniff the air, and slither further out on Omen's head, to get closer to the creme puffs, and other baked goods. At the point where Peaks would go out to the back room, he'd be sitting on her nose, wrapping his tal around that, whilst he were leaning forward to get a better smell of the stuff in front of him. Many things there that smelled tasty to him. And all the while he did that, Omen would stand motionless, even though she'd still respond to Peaks.

"How can you eat air?"

She didn't get that. Clouds she understood, as they were far away, and she'd seen ponies sit on them sometimes. So they had to have some mass, right? Even though she kept falling through them when she used gates to get up there. But air were everywhere, and normal ponies breathed that. How could they eat it, when they breathed it, and it had no mass to chew on? Couldn't even drink it then, no?

She'd ponder this until Peaks came back, and upon seeing what she were carrying, Shrimp would start to sniff the air even more. Whatever they were made from, seemed to be in his taste, though he wasn't begging for them currently. So he seemed to at least understand that strangers stuff, wasn't something he should beg for.

On 2021-09-29 at 5:26 PM, EQ_Theta said:

“Here you go. Bite-sized pieces made from the same ingredients as donuts but little to no oil. I’ve added some bits of carrots in there as well. I don’t know what it is you’ve got there, but after hearing about how reptiles can’t eat certain things, I think you’d be better off being safe. That’ll be five cream puffs instead for twenty bits. I’ll throw in the the dough and carrot balls for free.”

"Twenty bits. Okay."

Omen stood still for a moment longer, then slowly - to avoid Shrimp falling off - her mouth would open, and her tongue would begin to extend. Bit by bit were laying on it, nicely in a row, and as her long tongue would get to the desk, she'd deposit the dry coins down there. Peaks would likely think this strange, on account of them not being wet, smell, Omen apparently having them in her system, and the long tongue. Or she may just brush it off, like most others had recently. It appeared a fair deal worked under a kind of *I don't want to know* sort of attitude.

"They are there, yes?"

"That seems accurate from this distance. And what she have is called a refraction. A kind of elongated dragon, with different magic to what we usually see in Dragon Isles dragons. He's a newly hatched, and utterly harmless. Plus as you surmised, vegetarian. Just like ponies."

Rosa did not currently know if he would be welcomed all that much in the neighborhood, but he were feeling increasingly certain that with his group of friends, he'd certainly be remembered. Omen especially tended to have that kind of impression on others, as she looked like a pony, but her... Everything, worked against that.

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@Widdershins

On 2021-09-30 at 2:54 AM, Widdershins said:

Whett reached down with a hoof to concernly boop the cowering stallion gently on the head. Mulling the predicement aloud and over him, the kirin kept speaking in that practiced way of one who has spent way too long talking to themselves out on their own.

This was it. This was when he were going to be set on fire, and he's get burned up. He'd end up with massive burn scars everywhere, and this he couldn't cover up, so everyone would be able to look and stare at him.

And the pain. Of course the horrible, horrible pain that'd come too. Now that the kirin had touched him, he would no doubt feel the flames licking around his body soon.

...Why wasn't he smelling burnt hair, and bubbling flesh? Surely he should feel something after being touched like this, by a burning creature like Whett.

He'd poke an eye open, and see up,., to notice the kirin was no longer flaming, nor scorching areas around him. Had it been a... No, it was real. He could see it on the grass on the ground. There had been a flash of fire. What in the name of Suusha were going on here?

On 2021-09-30 at 2:54 AM, Widdershins said:

"But that's a depressing thought!" He pouted in a soft, if goofy musing tone. "My home, my family and all others I had known through my entire life, guess they kind of just seemingly wandered off to explore Equestria too... What do I have anymore? A weak guess that they're out there and alive, constant thoughts that if they were, we had all left each other behind without caring and I have to try and fit into the odd culture of Equestria? As well as find myself somewhere that were my own, eventually, and settle down! Somewhere with other ponies! I mean, like, you don't want to be a loner living in the forest! In some cultures, those're like that tend to go mad! Who wants to end up like that?!"

"You... Lost your family too?"

Cover Up would take his hooves more from his eyes, and look up at the kirin. Still scared obviously, but also a little sympathy had sneaked into his tone, and eyes.

"I... M-My home fell down on top of me. When I woke up, they said they couldn't find anyone, but then others said they'd seen them out there. Just... W-Walking along, without me. I've tried finding them, but everything's just weird. I'm not Equestrian. Their c-culture is strange to fit into."

It seemed the kirin were musing along, and so far, had not sen him on fire. Maybe... Maybe he didn't want to? But then with what he had said... No, no that was impossible. Surely you couldn't just flare up like that, and not know about it, right? That would be crazy.

He'd slowly get on his hooves, cautious, as to not cause something burning to happen. primarily to himself.

"I'm... Cover Up. My village were settlers from Harrowmark. It's uhm... W-Well, loners there certainly goes crazy. I don't think its the same here. There's not enough dark magic here. It's very clean here, I guess?

Ad I... D-Do you really not know what you just did? You went all b-blazing. Like this."

Cover Up would use his horn to pop off the cork in the large ink quill, and then dip the large paint brush in it. With speed and precision, he'd then draw a picture on the ground. A perfect, ink painting of how Whett looked like before. Though with perhaps a bit too much in the eyes, looking all hateful. It were how it looked to him in the moment, so that just... W-Well, he'd get the point, surely. The picture were spot on, as Cover Up were a talented artist. It were all he had, so he honed his skills well, and had done so all his life. His parents had been very supportive. Long as he also did his chores.

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@Widdershins @Sekel

On 2021-09-30 at 2:54 AM, Widdershins said:

"...You went to a pony for healing? Well that's quite neat for you. Wasn't aware how much ponies knew so much about dragons and their health and such. Our species have just so much to do with each other. Not like they keep us in entirely seperate parts and actively keep us out of world government matters and stuff.

 Glad you decided to injure yourself while flying, then claw at yourself more until you hurtled at us like a mountain dropping. Just what we needed on a walk, being Hurtled at. Do hope your day has been okay, ours sure has been eventful. 

Also yes, I very much appreciate you backlogging literally every minute description about everything you've been doing all day to us random strangers you've met for all of five minutes. Sure does seem like typical PonyTown behavior."

"Heh, you sound just like my oldest brother. He's very snarky too."

Benny gave a big grin towards his fellow dragonkin. Benny was about the height of a pony, and twice as long, so it wasn't because he was a massive specimen, but as a fire-aligned dragon, he had strong fire breath, and as part of the army technically, he had to go through their combat training. So he had some things going for him, that wasn't just *feral dragon fighting*. As the youngest of twelve, he also had a long history of being the butt of his older siblings jokes, so he had taken the brunt of a lot of hits. Helped him take a few hits more than the regular to go down.

That being said, he didn't want to fight, so if it could, he would avoid that altogether.

"You're wrong on the point on us dragons not getting a vote though. The old dragon lord didn't want to deal with ponies and the like, so he kept the Dragon Isles to themselves. Dragon Lord Ember sounds more reasonable, so I'm sure her voice is gonna end up carrying some weight going forward. We gotta trust our sprawling young leader, right?

And you know, they do know a fair bit about dragons. Well, outside damage, anyway. But thankfully I didn't need a lung transplant. I just had my hands cut, and disinfectant works the same for us both. Us dragons just heal faster. It's pretty fun though, when they come in and ask questions about how dragons are in general though, to learn more. Like you said, we don't always had a lot to do with one another in the past, but it's a brave new world now, right? Our dragon lord is on friendly terms with the local princess, and that means there's more of us coming around to mingle now. You should just see how Fillydelphia are looking. My parents live there these days. I think it'd be a good place for you to have a look around. Really opens up your perspective to things, and you sound like you could use that. This here's an Equine world mostly. Best we can do, is to not try and hide in your small area, and get grumpy over how things are, but rather go and explore what they have to offer. Maybe, you'll even find that some of them will matter to you. Like this nice mare.

Heh, probably not as much as my marefriend, but then, dragon and pony couples aren't really that common. I'm guessing you'd be against that too? Just lay it out if it is, friend. Best to just get it out of your system, and we can deal with it. I bet you can't tell me something on this matter I haven't heard before."

Kaltrop was a grumpy sort, but a lot of dragons tended to be around ponies, if they had their antiquated views to deal with at the same time. He understood. He had been around a lot of them, and got their point of view. He just didn't agree with it. Not that a lot cared. To a fair few, Benny wasn't acting like a proper dragon. He didn't like fighting, he dated a pony, had cast aside his real name, to use this more friendly one, and overall, were a smiling, happily acclimated dragon, living well in the equine world. A lot who had certain views on how dragons acted, tended to get confused when meeting him in fact, as he were being more friendly than they though his kind would be.

And he were likely about to get another earful for that. But hey, wasn't the first, and certainly wouldn't be the last.

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@Starforce @Kujamih @Windy Breeze

"Crushed by falling debris, huh? Heh, it'd been Great-Uncle Kindle Boom all over again. Thanks for the helping, Cali. Can't go get myself killed already now, can I? Too many things to do, and not a foal to my name. Though this is gonna really hurt tomorrow, I'm guessing. But hey, better than being dead, am I right?"

"Gimme gimme gimme!"

Blitz would do her best to get to her brother, wriggling and trying to lounge forward, even using her horn to try and counter whatever kept her in place, be it physical, or magical force. But she were unfocused right now, so her magic didn't hold that much sway. And they better keep hold of her, or she'd pounce on him, like an excited dog, without thinking too much about how he were pretty much soar all over.

Not everywhere though. There were a nice little spot near his left, front leg's ankle that were pretty alright currently.

"Excited to see you too sis, but your big bro's in a mighty hurt right now. So a rain check on the hugs 'til it's better, aight?

Don't worry that she ain't answering. It takes a bit to get through when she's in this mode sometimes. She takes that after grandpa. He'd have been so proud, if he'd been alive to see her grow up. Mom were still mighty proud in association though. She loved grandpa, and seeing how Blitz took after him, really made her a happy camper. Worried as all hay too though, since she's as wild and energetic as he was. Reckless too, but we'll get it through to her sooner or later, how to stay proper safe.

And before you asked: I weren't jealous. Even though I could see that glimmer telling that lil sis was her favorite, she still showed me plenty of affection and encouragement. And grandpa was awesome, so can't fault anypony for liking one that's so much like him.

Wanna hear some stories? Like for his birthday cakes, he used to make his own candles? Usually he got excited, and added dynamite to them. Even on his last birthday that I got to join in on. I dunno what was the best. The glaze, or the look on Aunt Fuse's face when it hit her."

He'd let out a weak laugh, that were rather short-lived, as he winced in pain. Buggery mess this was, and it was probably gonna hurt for a while. Weren't that just a load of annoyance?

Edited October 1, 2021 by Blitz Boom

[Windy Breeze 15,190]

@Blitz Boom

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“I understand, ma'am. However, you will be taken for the investigation when a new missing report comes up" witnesses are still important despite the flaws of using them, there is always a silver lining that could still help them, like arresting the fake witness, “You must expect to be approached by a guard as you are considered to be a 'point of interest', 'and' a piece of evidence. Any questions?”

...

Tepe did not know much of what happened. Most of it doesn't make sense other than the worry of being hunted down by local gangs which explains why she's very worried for Cimex. He simply approaches her, putting a hoof and ruffling Sorrow's mane “I'm sure everything will be alright”

However, Tepe was unfortunate to be slapped in the face by fate when Razor finally arrives.

@Blitz Boom @Starforce @Kujamih

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Confirming her suspicion, Luna put a hoof to her face. Now, she had a feeling that the Boom siblings are actually...worse than what meets the eye. Luna would stare at Molotov without saying a word. Meanwhile, Blue would smile, seeing Molotov recovering and doing fine.

“It's a relief you're doing alright"

[Evil Pink One 13,507]

@Blitz Boom @Windy Breeze @Starforce

Light was a bit annoyed at Molotov being such a wuss on his pain that he couldn't help but intervene.

".... okay your bugging me out right now."

Light went near Molotov and touched his forehead. a shine came out of Molotov's body and went to Lights front hoof.

it took a while before the shine vanished.

"... there! is the pain gone?" as light said those phrases a pop came out of Light's forehead, and now blood is coming out of it.

" I really hate seeing other people skwerming in pain... so I took the pain away from you..." light said  while bleeding out.

" oh... please be carefull on your work space... always wear proper protective equipments(PPE). this is the last time I'm gonna clean you off of carcinogens aswell."

 

[EQ_Theta 460]

@Blitz Boom

On 2021-10-01 at 6:43 AM, Blitz Boom said:

"Twenty bits. Okay."

Omen stood still for a moment longer, then slowly - to avoid Shrimp falling off - her mouth would open, and her tongue would begin to extend. Bit by bit were laying on it, nicely in a row, and as her long tongue would get to the desk, she'd deposit the dry coins down there. Peaks would likely think this strange, on account of them not being wet, smell, Omen apparently having them in her system, and the long tongue. Or she may just brush it off, like most others had recently. It appeared a fair deal worked under a kind of *I don't want to know* sort of attitude.

"They are there, yes?"

“That’s… twenty bits alright. I… sure hope those are clean.”

“No need to worry. Apart from looking odd, it isn’t any cause for concern.”

It was rather fortunate that Peaks still had her gloves on as she picked up each coin and wiped them on her apron. The bits Omen left on the counter looked rather fine all things considered, but the mare were concerned about health and safety issues arising from… regurgitating money. It might just be nothing, and she didn’t think too hard about any implications. The more pressing matter is if another customer would be walking in to see this happening, but it didn’t seem likely. This was the part of the day when business would slow down. In the moment, Peaks would take one dough and carrot ball and extended it to Shrimp. She was curious if it would enjoy this admittedly rushed recipe, something that she scrounged up together in the heat of the moment.

Peaks would put the dough and carrot balls into one bag and the cream puffs in another. Or rather, she’d work on a fresh batch as the pastries and the cream filling were separate initially. The latter would be injected into the former, a mixture of hot pastry exterior with a cold interior. It was a selling point for many; even critics would note how this combination was a simple but delicious staple of the bakery.

“Here you go. Cream puffs and carrot balls ready to eat. And about your question, Omen, eating air is an expression. Whipped cream filling is very light on the stomach, and when you take a bite into it, you’ll notice how there’s not really much of anything in it. You can try letting air into your mouth, and you’ll get an idea of what the expression means.

“Now, take a bite into the cream puff. Get in a mouthful of cream. You’ll notice there’s a difference. A lot more substance, and the texture is smooth. Lots of flavor and all without letting your mouth still feel empty. I guarantee it! The same applies to all of you. Try it!”

Edited October 2, 2021 by EQ_Theta

[Blitz Boom 4,636]

@Windy Breeze

23 hours ago, Windy Breeze said:

“I understand, ma'am. However, you will be taken for the investigation when a new missing report comes up" witnesses are still important despite the flaws of using them, there is always a silver lining that could still help them, like arresting the fake witness, “You must expect to be approached by a guard as you are considered to be a 'point of interest', 'and' a piece of evidence. Any questions?”

"Pop understand, miss guard pony. I heard sound, I am a witness. If you, or other guard ponies come, Pop follows. Will not cause trouble."

This were potentially bad, but then, was it really that? She were known for slinking around town, doing a little of this, a little of that. She had a home with Needle, but most of the time, she were the sort who'd wander around town, and sometimes made others wonder if she were actually homeless. With how much she were around, this wouldn't be the first time a guard pony had asked her questions, on if she heard something perhaps, and most of the time, she helped if she could. Only when it would go against Needle, did she become more hesitant about sharing some things, even if she did know them.

This were just another of those times, yes. And even if the guard pony thought she had done something, what then could she do, without evidence? Hmm... Maybe she'd have some of that. If that was the case... Well, Pop was loyal to Needle, but not the goons. If it were between her and them, and there were ironclad proof she had assisted them, she'd rat them out, and put herself as having been used. She was a helpful diamond dog. Needle could argue that she were just too gullible to have known better before it was too late.

23 hours ago, Windy Breeze said:

Tepe did not know much of what happened. Most of it doesn't make sense other than the worry of being hunted down by local gangs which explains why she's very worried for Cimex. He simply approaches her, putting a hoof and ruffling Sorrow's mane “I'm sure everything will be alright”

However, Tepe was unfortunate to be slapped in the face by fate when Razor finally arrives.

"Razor, you're back already? Did you find her? What's the holdup? Is she in trouble?"

A few questions, with a lot of worry behind them. She of course hoped there were nothing bad going on, but sadly, it were possible that something bad were indeed going on, and they had to probably break out of here, and take action in some way.

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@Windy Breeze @Kujamih @Starforce

On 2021-10-01 at 8:32 PM, Windy Breeze said:

“It's a relief you're doing alright"

"Sore to my core, and please no more, heh. Seriously though, in our line of work, getting stuff just randomly falling on ya, or exploding, isn't all that uncommon. Gonna be some injuries every now and again."

Weren't the first time Molotov had been here for stuff falling on him, and wouldn't be the last either. Sure he took precautions, but with how much Blitz and him worked on, there were bound to be something happening sooner or later. Frankly he were just amazed sometimes, that they hadn't caught fire yet.

18 hours ago, Cali said:

"Well I would be happy to listen to whatever you have to say. I don't have much I can really add other than that your family lineage seems to go back a really long time and you and your sister here inherited a lot of their traits to say the least. Exploding candles seems like an interesting story to say he least." she laughed gently at that, eager to hear about it. Cali looked to Luna, curious to see what she has to say about that.

"The Boom family have a long, exploding lineage. But even in the worst of disasters, there's always at least one of us getting through. One of the other research assistants, even went and called us cockroaches. Wasn't very nice, but neither was she. That mare had a temper, I tell ya.

Grandpa did a lot of wonky stuff though, like the time he-"

16 hours ago, Kujamih said:

"... there! is the pain gone?" as light said those phrases a pop came out of Light's forehead, and now blood is coming out of it.

" I really hate seeing other people skwerming in pain... so I took the pain away from you..." light said  while bleeding out.

" oh... please be carefull on your work space... always wear proper protective equipments(PPE). this is the last time I'm gonna clean you off of carcinogens aswell."

Molotov halted his words and just blinked curiously, as he saw, and felt, what were happening here. With the pain just sorta seeping out of him... The hay was this? Some sorta healer thing? Was Light able to use heal magic? That stuff was rare as all hay. He'd be able to get tons of folks lining up, from town to town, just for a chance to- Ah buggering hay! That wasn't healing.

"What the- Dude! Not cool! I ain't gonna let you use forbidden magic, and then go die for a little soreness. Nurse? Nuuuuuurse?! Oh, bloody hay. Sorry about this sis, but I'm gonna need your toy."

He'd use his horn, and levitate a hand grenade out of Blitz massive, bulbous tail. Then he'd pull the pin, and throw it with magic out through the door. He'd open it if it wasn't before that. Along with of course, yelling out *Fire in the hole!*.

It caused a stir out there, though the grenade were completely safe. It'd just shake a bit, and then let out a puff of pink smoke, with a fart noise. He had no idea how Blitz made it do that, and from what he could gather, neither did she. She just found it fun, and were one of several things she had hidden in her tail, in case of emergency. What kind of emergency? Who knew? Could be a fire, could be a boring lecture. IN either case, she had things, and her tail was large and thick enough to hide things in with relative ease. At times, she even got home and when brushing it, found all sorts of things from the street.

Of course, this would only happen - as would the inevitable array of three guards, and a bewildered, yet highly annoyed doctor entering the room - if Molotov wasn't stopped in anything by say, Cali. Might be she'd stop him from calling out, or sort the issue. Or Luna or Blue might go fetch help right away. Something, that wouldn't include Light going and dying for now smart reason here.

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@Starforce

"Silver Vine is an invasive species of plant, that tends to strangle out trees, so it's mostly kept isolated when it's dormant, and if it tries grow further, the excess area is cut down, and the dirt salted. It's a pretty volatile thing, that can't be just roaming wherever. It's volatile nature goes into the potions too.

As for your idea... That would end up getting us jailed. Stink bombs are a popular prank thing, but if it's this concentrated, the smell could take years to clean out, and get so gut-wrenching, that nothing could live near it, and it would leave a large area entirely inhospitable. We'd pretty much be doing a large scale attack on an Equestrian population. That sort doesn't tend to go over well with the guards.

And don't get discouraged. Potions takes time to get used to making. My first attempt ended up with a white liquid, that suddenly took form, and tried to pull me into the pot. My teacher had a good laugh over it, once she countered the mixture. Least your thing here is still viable for others. It just needs to be made less concentrated."

Behind her, the liquid in the pot where slowly shifting color, but it'd be a few minutes more, before it were at the stage that she had warned about. Though compared to what they could smell from Magnolia's mixture, it wouldn't be so bad.

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@EQ_Theta

14 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

“That’s… twenty bits alright. I… sure hope those are clean.”

“No need to worry. Apart from looking odd, it isn’t any cause for concern.”

"I've handled bits from her before. Omen doesn't salivate for some reason, so much of the bacteria within spit, that we all have, are missing in her. And the coins are... Stored separately. Omen is very special."

"I keep the coins in the third stomach."

"You're not helping right now..."

Omen looked at him confused, not understanding. Had she been trying to help someone before that? She did not think so, but perhaps he meant it helping, as in her helping them get food? But she was helping with that... Maybe it were one of those sayings that she wasn't supposed to take literal, which in turn just confused her further.

15 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

Peaks would take one dough and carrot ball and extended it to Shrimp. She was curious if it would enjoy this admittedly rushed recipe, something that she scrounged up together in the heat of the moment.

Once he saw that one of the treats were headed his way, Shrimp's eyes went wider, and he started to reach out with his small arms, and mouth, wanting to grab hold of the treat that he now considered his. It were being reached towards him at least, so surely it were for him, yes? And it smelled good. He wanted it! He'd even start to let out some excited chirps as it got nearer, though he still wouldn't snap after it with his mouth. For some reason, that wasn't something he did a lot, even though it had a better reach. Unless he wanted to bite a being, that were.

Once he got hold of the ball, he'd let out a triumphant yelp, and rolled it around in his hands, sniffing it to get a better idea of what this might be. And then, he chomped down. Got around a fourth of it in that chomp, and judging from how he seemed to just perk up, and then go ravenous on the thing, he was a big fan. In fact, once he were halfway done, he'd look away from the ball, and up towards Peaks. He'd still clutch it, and have his mouth covered in batter, but at the same time, he'd still let out a little happy song, and give her a quick noodle dance. Must look rather weird for her, to see the little draconic creature rising up from his spot on Omen's face, and wriggle around joyfully, but Rosa thought it was a good sign at least. In fact, he seemed surprised, judging by his risen eyebrow.

"He must really like those. Normally he doesn't do this towards strangers. He tends to hiss more. You should remember this place for when you think he deserves a treat another time, Omen. I'm sure you and Peaks could find a fair price for them if it becomes a regular thing."

"I understand."

Omen would focus directly on Peaks, and sniff the air in her direction. Rosa would neglect to say why she did that, and hope she just thought Omen smelled the baked goods. Knowing she were marked for life likely wouldn't be good for Omen's reputation. Or his, but he were trying to think of her first here, and not himself via association.

17 hours ago, EQ_Theta said:

“Here you go. Cream puffs and carrot balls ready to eat. And about your question, Omen, eating air is an expression. Whipped cream filling is very light on the stomach, and when you take a bite into it, you’ll notice how there’s not really much of anything in it. You can try letting air into your mouth, and you’ll get an idea of what the expression means.

“Now, take a bite into the cream puff. Get in a mouthful of cream. You’ll notice there’s a difference. A lot more substance, and the texture is smooth. Lots of flavor and all without letting your mouth still feel empty. I guarantee it! The same applies to all of you. Try it!”

Omen opened and closed her muzzle a few times, to let air in, but she felt nothing from it. Likely had something to do with that whole *breathing* thing that normal beings had to do. She did try that too, but she were bad at it, as she barely ever did this, and it seemed unnecessary to her.

As that didn't get her anywhere, she'd pick up the creme puffs, and share them around with her friends, whilst Shrimp kept going at his own treat. It were somewhat more heavy than he were used to, so one at a time was best for him. There'd still be one creme puff left too, and Omen were about to store it as she usually did, until Rosa said that perhaps it were best that he carried it for now. She'd comply without causing a fuss.

All as one, they'd have them, and be ready to chomp down. Omen and Rosa at least, would take a bit at the same time. Omen looked as moved and enthralled as always, while Rosa raised and eyebrow, as he slowly chewed through this peculiar thing. Granted, he had tried similar before, but this were different, and he were trying to articulate how he might say so best.

"How can I say this..."

"It has cream."

"...Factually accurate, but not what I meant. I wanted to say, that this is surprisingly understated, in your sales pitch. The flavors are far more notable than I expected, yet in a good way, that doesn't seem to overwhelm too harshly. And the texture... I am not one for - pardon my expression - mushy foods, lest we are speaking fruit, but it is hard to not like this. I'm fairly impressed.

Sen? Lin? What do you think?"

[Catpone Cerberus 23,604]

@Blitz Boom
Ruby shrugged, guess leviathan was right, she clearly hadn't personally seen it as important since she hadn't bothered to remember it, and if Leviathan didn't remember it either, it probably hadn't been important to her either. "Your prank wouldn't have the effect you may imagine, Charir may be more magical than first assumed, but compared to our eastern relatives it's still nothing, and considering Discord looks more like them than us, Charir would most likely just assume it is related to them and not him." She didn't see the entertainment in lying to Charir like that, not because she cared about lying, but because it just didn't seem fun to her. "Also, I'm not necessarily that enthusiastic about purposely seeking out Discord, he may be considered good, but he's still as annoying as rest of his kind." 

She then addressed Marley "Are you sure she's still in the hospital? If I remember correct, she had plans to spend time with that not-so-secret lover of hers." "Though regardless, if we didn't have anything else planned, may as well go see her again, who knows, maybe there's more business to conduct." 

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"How dangerous I am compared to something else doesn't really concern me, as I have the self interest to not get turned into stone or banished." Ceron pointed out, his voice was getting bit more steady, but his discomfort was still clear and strong "And you not hearing about me only means I have been successful on staying out of towns, which is good." "I'm keeping an eye on the sky to keep up with time, because as said, can't be here too long, it's not a planned visit or anything like that, I just can't be here when the sun sets." he thought for a second "You're a beings of nature, I guess it wouldn't hurt for you to know..." he looked around to make sure nobody was listening "....To keep it short, I'm not merely a pony, when night comes, I become something else, I don't control it, I barely share memories with it, all I know for sure is that in the morning I taste blood and flesh in my mouth." he was half-whispering at this point "That may be why you seem familiar to me, it may have met you at some point." 

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"Scorch is another infamous general, from the Solar Empire, she isn't as brutal as Sheez, but she's known to burn everything down wherever she goes." 'Not as brutal' didn't mean she wasn't brutal, all generals and really anyone above simple low rank soldier were quite brutal, that's how they got their ranks, but when compared to Sheez, it looked small "We mentioned her in passing earlier, we haven't seen her personally but we have seen the aftermath of her attack." "Our guard friend probably knows more since from sound of it he knows her personally." Sheska's tone was such that 'friend' was more than sarcastic.

Solar nodded "She used to be my commander." Sheska rolled her eyes, "of course..." "One of the longest serving individuals in the empire, she joined Daybreaker when the sisters attacked the dragon kind 8 to 9 hundred years ago, but unlike Sheez, there wasn't much social consequences from her kind, since all of those who minded were either dead or fled Equestria." "She was brutal in her ways and her attacks were always destructive, but while strict, as a commander she was a good one, she cared for her subordinates, and treated us more as friends than tools." "The way you talk about her, did someone finally manage to kill her?" "No, she betrayed the empire." the kobolds tilted their heads and seemed almost like they had hard time understanding what they just heard "What?" "Yep, with no warning, she went suddenly offline, and half of our unit was found dead, hearts taken out of their chests, among other details, it was unusually brutal for her." "The remaining unit's morale took quite a hit, and the new commander didn't help with that, I was tasked to tract her down for a while, but she knew what she was doing, she did some devastating attacks against both empires, destroying record amount of military infrastructure on both sides, before disappearing without leaving a trace after blowing up a secret facility focused on research of portals." 

 

 

 

 

[EQ_Theta 460]

@Blitz Boom

"It’s alright. I was able to get a feel of the bits your friend gave, and my apron’s still dry, so there’s nothing for me to worry about. And as for your little friend here… he’s getting something healthy with a bit of… well, not so healthy ingredients. I went with air frying the dough balls to reduce the oil. No way am I going to give that to a little creature like yours. Might irreparably ruin its health. I can't say I've ever encountered a refraction.”

With the way things were going right now, Peaks was much more relaxed compared to earlier. This was definitely a strange group of customers, but they’re alright, maybe even better than some tourists. The rowdier ones are those to watch out for, and they can get pretty aggressive. Not with this group here. Stiff Peaks was definitely going to go home today feeling better knowing she left a good impression with a little reptilian creature. Perhaps these visitors might become regulars in the future? Only time will tell. She'd try her luck petting and stroking the little refraction, but she wouldn't be surprised if Shrimp were to nip her for being a stranger.

By this time, Sen and Lin had taken bites out of the cream puffs despite not being hungry. They couldn’t resist trying something new, though they’d only split one cream puff for now and save the other for later. One bit in and… they weren’t exactly sure how to put what they taste into words. Sen would continue chewing through his bit, while Lin was letting her food swirl in her mouth for a little while longer. 

“It’s thick, I’ll give it that. This tastes sweet, and it isn’t light like air. Very smooth, too. What’s in this?”

“Milk, sugar, and some other ingredients I’m not at liberty to talk about. Please understand that I’d like some things to remain a secret. It’s what gives this place an edge over the competition. If others knew about the recipe, I’d be out of business.”

“Oh, understood. And this is delicious! I’m not going to try to give some long explanation. It’s good, and perhaps that’s the important part.”

Sen nodded as he was finishing up his piece. Seemed like while Lin was talking, he was already finishing his half of the cream puff. He may not be savoring the taste, but him grinning with some cream on his mouth was close to a sign of approval. The longma would immediately wipe his lips clean shortly after, but Peaks got the message. 

“Glad you all enjoyed it! Hey, if you all just want to spend some time to rest, there’s a park right in the town center. It’s a lovely place to relax while getting your bearings of the old town. Lots of tourists there on some days, but that’s where some inns are built. Every convenience all in one place, unless you’re looking for some place specific. Maybe I could point you to where you want to go?”

[Rising Dusk 27,835]

@Blitz Boom

Dawn chuckled, "A fair assessment Lily.  Equestria's population at large would easily be considered novice, if not even blow that.  I would less question their skill so much as their drive.  Just less reason for such intense studies."  "That is changing," the detective piped up with a grunt as spa pony hoofs went back into his back.  Events in Equestria's recent history has spark a growing interesting in the study of magic.  Nothing too over the top or extreme, but noticeable enough the royalty approved the opening of the O.M.I.  "So maybe in a few years, we could see an increase in silver use," the mare with a plan tapping her hoofs together excitedly.  For Rising, that just meant more work.

"Possibly unpleasant," he smirked.  The detective could play along.  Flesh magic won't go over too well in Equestria.  Too focused on the cutesy and cuddly side of things over here.  Information that he's sure will be guided through royal, and ponies like his sister, filters.  No need to paint a new country Equestria wants to befriend as a terror until adjustment periods can be gone through.  Cultural exchanges could always been rough.  Already evident as more non-pony species mix in with their everyday lives here in Equestria.  Luckily we have a Princess just for these kinds of things.

"What a culture shock indeed," Grace hummed.  She couldn't fully grasp the concept or shocks that the two countries difference in magic could be.  Only able to focus on a language she could understand.  "Many ponies in the rural areas tend to such fashion, if even bother with cloths at all for the purposes of their jobs," the differences between the urban and rural almost in their own cultural rules as it was.  But between Manehattan and Canterlot, the pegasus only knew of the city life.  "Well darling, we'll be sure to give you a taste of what we have to offer," she affirmed.  The next part of these journey Rising wasn't looking forward to.

"Monthly," Rising replied to Lily's inquiry.  Although, just the massage, and he visited a more local massage parlor rather than zapping across Equestria to Ponyville.  "I'd say every couple weeks or so, or just when I need one," Grace offered her own input.  "I lost count," Dawn sighed happily.  "Ms. Dawn has a slot booked every week.  Or we also do house calls for our favorite clients," the head spa pony pipped up.  Stepping down from her massage on Dawn, she tapped her hoofs together and the other spa ponies did the same.  They ended the visitor's massages and another spa pony wheeled a tray over with a stack of hot, wet towels.  Each spa pony taking one and folding into particular shapes to fit each of the group and place them on their backs to send the soothing warmth throughout their worked muscles.  "Enjoy," the head spa pony sang and they departed so the group could relax and recover.

[Loud Opinion 602]

@Blitz Boom

"Oh, hair is good for all sorts of things! It gets caught in things. It changes color. I'm still trying to figure that one out. You can fly with it. I don't know how to do that either." As she spoke, Limbo walked in a random direction without a care in the world.

Fascination cradled Miss. Dreams heart while her mind ground out questions. When it came time for Limbo to express her wonder, a hesitation tugged at her.

The answers she had already accumulated were slipping through her grasp. She made a mental note that Shark was a swimmer that eats other swimming things. That would explain why she was afraid earlier. As if chasing the feeling of discovery, she picked up into a trot and changed her direction on flimsy whims.

[Evil Pink One 13,507]

@Windy Breeze @Blitz Boom@Starforce

Light was a bit shocked at Molotov's way of action that he couldn't react with the grenade. luckily Cali was there to stop him.

" how should I know that he'd throw a grande as his response!?..... wait he's a boom.... I should've expected that.... sorry Cali, you're right..."

" what was your plan there Molotov? cure my injuries by death?" Light said to Molotov. 

" anyway don't worry.... I don't die that easily. but you do."

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[Blitz Boom 4,636]

@Rising Dusk

9 hours ago, Rising Dusk said:

Dawn chuckled, "A fair assessment Lily.  Equestria's population at large would easily be considered novice, if not even blow that.  I would less question their skill so much as their drive.  Just less reason for such intense studies."  "That is changing," the detective piped up with a grunt as spa pony hoofs went back into his back.  Events in Equestria's recent history has spark a growing interesting in the study of magic.  Nothing too over the top or extreme, but noticeable enough the royalty approved the opening of the O.M.I.  "So maybe in a few years, we could see an increase in silver use," the mare with a plan tapping her hoofs together excitedly.  For Rising, that just meant more work.

"You'll need what we have then. Increased magic use, will mean more will inevitably begin to practice dark magic. It is a school that will attract those of dark intentions, and there will always be some, no matter how joyful a place seems. Though, for the sake your own sanity, I would recommend you ask another to read the tomes I specifically can offer, Rising. If you would forever be able to remember the horrific details in those pages, it would drive you mad. Though I suppose, I did offer to give you a copy with less details. I could simply do that.

Yes... Give me a few months, and I'll be with you."

She knew she promised someone that... Was it Dawn or him? *sigh* She just couldn't muster the effort to care. They could have one each.

11 hours ago, Rising Dusk said:

"What a culture shock indeed," Grace hummed.  She couldn't fully grasp the concept or shocks that the two countries difference in magic could be.  Only able to focus on a language she could understand.  "Many ponies in the rural areas tend to such fashion, if even bother with cloths at all for the purposes of their jobs," the differences between the urban and rural almost in their own cultural rules as it was.  But between Manehattan and Canterlot, the pegasus only knew of the city life.  "Well darling, we'll be sure to give you a taste of what we have to offer," she affirmed.  The next part of these journey Rising wasn't looking forward to.

"It's natural to us, to wear clothes. Even if ratty and threadbare, we should have it. Harrowmark have a lot of swampland, and bitter winters. We need the warmth most of the time. It also helps hide our scent from what might lurk out there. We know most of the creatures we could face, but something new sometimes rises up from the muck. It can be interesting to watch, after we struck it down, but we don't keep them. Have to make sure to burn them. Only way to make sure it doesn't get up again."

She spoke of harsh things, but she were utterly, completely relaxed. Her muscles felt like they were melting, and a sensation of joy like she had never felt before, were swimming calmly through her being. *sigh* This were living the good life. She'd miss it when she had to go home, but she had a responsibility to fulfill. Though once connections were made, it wouldn't hurt taking a trip over here now and again, to get this feeling again. It'd likely be good for her back in the long run too. She did not find it thrilling in the end, with how gnarled and locked up she felt at times.

12 hours ago, Rising Dusk said:

"Monthly," Rising replied to Lily's inquiry.  Although, just the massage, and he visited a more local massage parlor rather than zapping across Equestria to Ponyville.  "I'd say every couple weeks or so, or just when I need one," Grace offered her own input.  "I lost count," Dawn sighed happily.  "Ms. Dawn has a slot booked every week.  Or we also do house calls for our favorite clients," the head spa pony pipped up.  Stepping down from her massage on Dawn, she tapped her hoofs together and the other spa ponies did the same.  They ended the visitor's massages and another spa pony wheeled a tray over with a stack of hot, wet towels.  Each spa pony taking one and folding into particular shapes to fit each of the group and place them on their backs to send the soothing warmth throughout their worked muscles.  "Enjoy," the head spa pony sang and they departed so the group could relax and recover.

Clearly not an issue for Dawn and her mother though, as both mother and daughter seemed to go frequently to these things. They would have a healthy body going into their older years if they kept this up, and frankly, that was for the better. Though really, with how good this felt, it might be the long term effects were more of a secondary thought, than the primary one.

It was a shame when the massage ended, but it seemed they were on their next part of the treatment, which appeared to include warm towels on their being? Peculiar, but it was a delightfully cozy feeling, so she weren't gonna argue with it.

"I do wonder what favored client she may refer to. Perhaps the one whose more than likely pouring quite a nifty bit of currency into this place, hmm? Trust me though, you are doing a smart thing. Take it from one whom have likely lived longer than you both combined: You do not want to enter your twilight years, with soar muscles, and aching limbs. It is not a pleasant time to begin with, and things like that, will not help.

What of you, Rising? Are you only here when they make you? You don't want to end up like a huddled over prune now, do you? It's important to think of these sorts of things, before they get too late. Unless you plan on dying before you get that old. I always assumed I would. To think how it ended... It's almost funny."

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@EQ_Theta

On 2021-10-03 at 4:16 PM, EQ_Theta said:

"It’s alright. I was able to get a feel of the bits your friend gave, and my apron’s still dry, so there’s nothing for me to worry about. And as for your little friend here… he’s getting something healthy with a bit of… well, not so healthy ingredients. I went with air frying the dough balls to reduce the oil. No way am I going to give that to a little creature like yours. Might irreparably ruin its health. I can't say I've ever encountered a refraction.”

"You likely have not. The few we've met who are even aware of them, speak of them as being pretty rare. A shame really, considering how pretty they are."

It were curious how a being from their world, ended up having eggs, that came to another world, to then be picked up by one of Omen's nieces, and given to her. A lot of chains in that whole thing, that simply seemed odd, and made Rosa wonder some of this displacement, had something to do with their rarity. Had a large number of eggs been taken elsewhere, by an outside force? Perhaps intentionally? It were hard to say without concrete evidence, but it likely didn't matter much to Shrimp right now. All he knew were these large, strange creatures, and who he could trust. Details on his species were well beyond him currently.

As for trust, normally he would snap out towards those who got too close, or at least hiss, but the treat had put him in a very good mood, so when Peaks went over to try and pet him, he'd rub his head against her hoof, and let out a few melodious chirps between bites. If she kept on for more than fifteen seconds, he'd nibble her hoof playfully, as he thought this were a sign she wanted to play. And for him, playtime, involved teeth. Seeing how he were only just about the size where he could wrap around a regular pony's hoof though, it were harmless. Especially since hooves were sturdy. It wasn't a nose, for example.

"He must have enjoyed the treat even more than I thought, Usually he bites and hisses at strangers. The first few days I knew him, he went between begging me for my food, and hissing at me, or biting, when he wasn't hungry. He'll grow up and get talkative in time, but he's rather... Feral, at this stage in his life."

"He can talk. Shrimp?"

"Ohme!"

He'd utter the word, then either return to nibbling on Peaks' hoof - if it were still there - or would rub his face on her mane, affectionally, before returning to his treat.

On 2021-10-03 at 4:16 PM, EQ_Theta said:

"Glad you all enjoyed it! Hey, if you all just want to spend some time to rest, there’s a park right in the town center. It’s a lovely place to relax while getting your bearings of the old town. Lots of tourists there on some days, but that’s where some inns are built. Every convenience all in one place, unless you’re looking for some place specific. Maybe I could point you to where you want to go?”

"I can't say that we are. So far, we are merely getting our bearings, and follow advice on where to move on, place by place. It wouldn't be a bad idea to get a view of the local park quite honestly. Though I do have a question: Do you have any place in this part of town, dealing with things such as survivalist gear, or camping equipment? I'd enjoy the option of a proper, out of town trip now and again, and it wouldn't hurt to replace my old gear."

It wasn't so much tents and the likes he meant, but... She didn't need to know what he did with the sort of things he could find there. It wouldn't be the best, and they had already taxed her patience enough right now. Could be harder to keep innocent though. He could have asked for places he could buy weaponry. That he'd not try and ask about, as much as find it himself, on a day there were time.

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@Catpone Cerberus

On 2021-10-03 at 9:47 AM, Catpone Cerberus said:

"Also, I'm not necessarily that enthusiastic about purposely seeking out Discord, he may be considered good, but he's still as annoying as rest of his kind." 

She then addressed Marley "Are you sure she's still in the hospital? If I remember correct, she had plans to spend time with that not-so-secret lover of hers." "Though regardless, if we didn't have anything else planned, may as well go see her again, who knows, maybe there's more business to conduct." 

"I suppose you're right. It was just a minor thought too, to try and get something done. But it sounds like there's more meaning in going with the bird."

"I do have a name. Have you considered using it?"

"I would, but then I wouldn't get to annoy you as much."

She'd wriggle her eyebrows vague at Marley, amused by his obvious annoyance at the degrading way he were referred to. She couldn't help it though. Wind aligned dragons were a teasing, joyful sort. The same place where the suggestion to mess with Charir came from, were also where her interest in poking at Marley were. It were part of her nature. And also part of why her father had been eaten, but y'know, he kinda asked for it, by going too far with it. In her mothers place, she'd probably have done the same.

"As for my employer, she will be unable to spend much time with her associate, until his *dear* mother stops pestering his existence with her presence, or someone manages to find what dark chest she have hidden what remains of her heart, they will be separated outside of seeming professional settings. And there is not a tournament yet. As such, if she is awake, she will be possible to conduct business with. I'm certain she knows of some location that she had meant to examine, that she'd be willing to share, considering your gift for telling where things of monetary value are.

Are we done here though, or are your brother needing more time to admire the trophy room?"

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@Catpone Cerberus

Crow would let out a growing, annoyed cooing sound, and lift its wings up halfway, in a threatening stance.

".Pardon Crow, but I don't know that word. What is a *Lycan*?"

Crow had some innate knowledge of various stuff, from when he were formed, and among them, were the myth of the lycans. The beings who under the gaze of the moonlight, would change into something feral and often violent in nature. Their inner beast made manifest if you would. Nothing of the sort were something that Lyriel had ever heard of, with the closest being changelings. Though this were far from those strategic, multi-form emotion eaters. This were a full on, physical and mental transformation. And depending on the lore it could get quite rough, for both the one undergoing it, and everyone around them.

"Whatever it may be, I cannot say for sure if we've met. Many are the animals in the forest, and none yet have spoken of being a pony in the daylight. It sounds like you become a predator of sorts? A wolf? A bear?"

Crow made some more noises, looking still none too pleased about this, but that were more or less a given it seemed. It did not appear to be overly happy when it came to stuff that would affect it personally, and a beast in the forest might. It did not like other predators feeling superior to it.

"Crow claims wolf... Are you perhaps related to what happens at Howler's Den? The animals speak in great fear of that area, when the moon rises high in the sky. Not something I put blame on you for. What you go through, it sounds as if it causes you great discomfort, and worry. I can imagine you fear you may hurt your fellow ponies? A tragedy if that were, and I can understand that concern. You have my sympathy, friend.

Perhaps I can help you some evening? My presence is soothing for many of natures children. It may be that I could help soothe your feral self, and bring clarity to your troubled mind?"

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@Catpone Cerberus

Now this one were more interesting, in a positive way, for Onache. Rather than the dismal traitor for a bad cause before, this one had seemingly turned around, and become a highly dangerous individual for both major empires. Knowledgeable in how it worked, and fighting it with brutal, heartless efficiency. It were perhaps not a rosy story, but with how that other world sounded in general, this were likely as good of an ending as one could expect.

"What a peculiar one, Scorch is. The worst nightmare I can imagine the empires would have, with her knowing so well how they work. To think about the damage one such as her could do, with whatever cause drives her forward now, is alluring. Yet actions are one thing. The reason behind them another. I take it seeing how you claim she cared for her subordinates, it may be related to you and yours, in some fashion? Surely there must've been some method to whom it were that she killed, over others of you? A common trait in the dead, beyond the lack of a functional heart.

Also, could we finish this talk elsewhere. I have had to work mind games here for the last ten minutes, as this talk draws attention. It gets dreary to do so whenever one of them hears something that alarms them, or makes them curious."

This were a fairly popular tourist shop, with other customers. She had assumed they realized that the reason no one approached them with questions, or called the guards on them, were due to her adjusting what went through their heads at what they heard. Some repression here, some altering of thoughts that would have lead to annoying actions there- The usual stuff for a mind bender like herself. And she could easily keep this up for days more, but it were still annoying her, and could easily be dealt with, if she were to simply purchase this item, and they could then leave. Which she would, provided there were not an issue. The clerk/owner were closely by as it were, so it would not take long to go and speak with Knick Knacks. A green mare with multicolored hair that looked wild and unkempt, along with a big, impish smile on her face. She almost radiated joy and hospitality... How droll.

If the others had no further to say, Onache would quietly go up and pay for her mug. Sure she could steal it, or have it given as a gift, but she didn't stoop so low for a mere mug. She had her standards.

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@Starforce

"Well, the good thing is that Silver Vine isn't found in much of Equestria. It's being handled when it pops up, and otherwise what there is, is kept in small pockets here and there. It is sadly not something that can just be eradicated though, as it is an important component in various medications. Iron deficiency pills, heart medication, and various sorts of stomach bug cures too. It's needed, but it's a balancing act to have it usable, but not overwhelming. So far, they're doing it well. And hopefully it will keep that way.

Also, please don't try and think of weapons you can make via alchemy. It's considered taboo. The zebra rarely exiles some of their own, but conspiring to make alchemy for the sheer purpose of war, or harming others, will have your license revoked, and sent away. It's even rarer that one manages to overcome their exile, and return humbled, but it have happened a few times. Others... Well, if they didn't care about the rules already, they don't care about not having a license, so sadly some of them are still out there, merrily doing that sort of thing. It's disheartening really."

The mixture would change color to grey behind them, slowly, but surely. Once the pot was full of that color, Zeehva would grab the gnarled, debarked stick that she used to stir with, and slowly stir, as she instructed. Once to the left, four times to the right, and then two times to the left, before pulling out the stick. Every rotation having to be roughly exact. And once that were done... Well, it started to rumble, and the liquid began to go into an array of erratic colors, that sparked around, like it were made of fireworks inside the pot. It'd also start smelling like a locker room, that had been cleaned in old raspberries.

"Just... Try to ignore it. It's fine. For the love of the ancestors though, don't put your hoof into the pot."

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@Starforce @Windy Breeze @Kujamih

"Oh come on, it ain't loaded. It's a toy. And I'm trying to get some help in before this guy's a puddle of blood on the floor.

Seriously, what were you thinking, Light?! Sacrificial magic is forbidden for a reason. Don't care if you used a good version. This stuff's nasty, and it always costs somepony. And you''re bloody well looking like you're about to die. You're literally bleeding outta your head! A lot too."

Without the grenade thrown, there weren't as much of a fuss. The doctors mainly figured that Molotov had been clocked by somepony, as females had been there, and he had a reputation. So it would be a few minutes before a doctor would check in on them. A greying, yellow stallion with parchment white hair, and a pair of elegant, narrow glasses. Likely mostly meant as reading glasses.

At that point though, the grenade would have activated, and the puff of pink smoke would pour out, along with the fart noise, making for a weird display for the doctor to gaze upon. Though not as much as the stallion seemingly bleeding out. That would get the old stallion to move quickly, and use his horn to pull various bandages, gauze, sewing kits, and so forth out of the cabinets in here. Depending on how severe it were, he'd just do a quick patch, before calling for nurses, so they could start a blood transfusion. Which would include him asking Light what had happened, and what his blood type were. Repeatedly, whilst checking his pulse, and the wound(s) to see if things got worse.

He had chosen a fine place to start bleeding. But maybe having done this in the first place, and especially without warning, were what most would consider a very bad idea.

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@Loud Opinion

The shark mare listened with fascination, as Limbo told her what various things hair could do. It making you able to fly? Oooh. Such a strange, strange thing. She had not yet seen a pony use hair for flying though. Maybe it were something special, they did at special times? There were so, so much more to learn about these odd creatures she were now one of, it seemed.

"H-aaaaair. Hair. Hair for... F-lyyy... Fly. Hair for fly? Ponies very special. Can I learn to fly with hair too? Looks like pony, so must be like pony, yes?"

She were filled with curiosity and wonder, and frankly, as odd as what Limbo said, she'd take it as factual, until she knew otherwise. She wanted to learn after all, and that meant listening to what these many, many smart ponies said. That was the only way she'd learn to be a smart pony too. And now she had to know how to fly with her hair too someday. None on her tail maybe, but she had long, flowing hair on her head. Was that enough? She wanted to ask, but then Limbo acted odd. Turning around, wandering in odd patterns. And then, she sped up.

Her ears perked as she saw this, and she went into a happy, playful grin. This pony were friend, and friend could chase for fun. Must mean that now, it were time to chase! Fun fun, like with the fishies, but without the eating.

So she'd rise up from the ground with her wings, and start to fly after Limbo. And Limbo would find it were not easy to get away, as she were surprisingly fast. In fact, if she didn't slow herself intentionally, she'd catch Limbo quickly, but where were the fun in that? The chase were fun, so the chase must last longer.

"Hehe. Gonna catch you friend."

[Evil Pink One 13,507]

@Blitz Boom @Windy Breeze @Starforce

" tsk... again this is nothing I can't handle." 

Light tried to swat the doctors hand off of him but the doctor was fast and nimble, avoiding any attempt of Light's swatting that it left Light amazed and impressed at the doctor.

" ... you're good."

as the doctor checked his pulse, a sudden change of atmospheric pressure fell upon Light. his face was left pale and in shock.

"Cali!" Light shouted without hesitation.

Cali was not amused of Light suddenly shouting at her, especially when she doesn't even consider Light as a friend.

" Do not shout my name! for I am quite near you and my hearing is fine! I am NOT deaf." 

as those final words left her lips Cali also felt the pressure that Light has.

( anyone, who has good experience in magic or time space distortion can sense the pressure... but not as strongly as Cali and Light... for this force is only targeting Cali.)

but the pressure was too strong that it forced Cali to take a knee.

" ahhhkk!!.." Cali was instantly knocked out of her wind.

As Cali was about to collapse and faint, Light took immediate action. he instantaneously came to her side to catch her. 

Light did not wait for the others to react and quickly stabbed Cali at the chest with one of his shards.

" I'm sorry.... but this is gonna hurt." Light apologized.

the shard that is now stuck to her chest violently pulsing as it quickly merges with her body, living no scar behind.

as the process finished,

Cali lies motionless at Light's side.

"hey... Cali... you alright now?" Light asked.

But Cali still remain motionless, staring at the floor.

".... uuummmm.... I can explain." Light said nervously to everyone.

Edited October 5, 2021 by Kujamih

[Sekel 694]

@Blitz Boom

KARMIC FATE & ATZY

"It's Ponyville. We're flying over Ponyville," Karmic said in surprise, distracted from Enzo's melancholy. She did allow herself a peek into Enzo's future and didn't like what she saw one bit. The loneliness, the mountain, the isolation, it scared her that it lay in wait for Enzo. So she brushed it off and tried not to dwell on it. "We could touch down here and find something to do. A lot of these ponies scream at anything and everything."

"Would they be screaming and running away from me too?" Atzy asked, poking one of the gems in her leg with a hoof. She had no idea how regular ponies would even react to her. All she had to go off of was what happened in Canterlot and how Karmic talked to her. It wasn't much, admittedly, but maybe the ponies in Ponyville would be different?

@Blitz Boom

TWILIGHT SPARKLE

"You fought for what? Something unknown? A reason lost to generations?" Twilight asked in pure disbelief, unable to comprehend what she was hearing. What kind of creature does this to another species!? Twilight was going to find out but after a moment's reflection, she figured it was best not to ask questions she didn't want to know the answer to. So she sighed and shook her her head. "Regardless of all that. While you are both here with me, I want you two to not duel each other to the death. We've already got one ghost here and I'd rather not add more!"

@Blitz Boom

AURORA LIGHTS

"If Happy is happy about the food then I guess we could join him," Aurora said to Lulu and Flaxx, a bit of her nervousness coming back when the draconequus flew in. Her ears flicked at all the different sounds as she approached the picnic table and using her magic, ladled some of the soup into one of the cups. "I'm never one for risks," she chuckled as she looked at the others. "But ... I don't think this will kill us," she added in a slow fashion and after blowing on it, sipped at the pumpkin soup in her cup.

@Blitz Boom

DAZZLE GLEAM

"Weeeaalth?" Dazzle asked in a drawn out tone, clearly confused by the word let alone the concept despite understanding everything else Dazzle had told her. She sat with Long Stare at the table in front of her stew. "I have never heard of that term-" she began before smelling the stew and blinking a couple of times. It smelled of the forest, the meat smelled great, and the vegetables added their fragrance too. She gazed at the bowl and turned it to Chef. "This smells really good," she told him and after taking a bite, she chuckled a bit. "It tastes as great as it smells."

@Widdershins & @Blitz Boom

DAWN STREAK

"He isn't against dragon pony couples," Dawn said without thinking about it, poking her head out from behind Kaltrops. She didn't expect the dragon to shield her from him, even after she said boo, but there it was. She was being saved by a loveable dragon. "What would your marefriend even say about you judging other dragons without having actually talked to them first? Hm? Ponies too for that matter! ... but where is your marefriend? It ... might be nice to see how an actual dragon pony couple is."

[EQ_Theta 460]

@Blitz Boom

“Aww… He can talk! A lot of ponies will find that hart to believe, but you’ve pretty much convinced me, little one! He’s special, that much is true. I know it’s not my place to tell you what to do, but you look after him, alright? Treat him well, but don’t spoil him. We don’t know how things’ll turn out, but it’ll be interesting to see how he’ll grow.”

“We will. Thank you for these carrot balls, too. Shrimp really seems to like them.”

Peaks would continue to play around with the refraction, even letting him nibble on her hoof. No way will her friends believe the things that happened just now, but the mare knows this was a good day. It may have been rather lackluster and uneventful, but this group of customers just made her day. That positivity would go a long way to letting the day pass.

As for Rosa’s question, though, she’d give that a lot more thought. Camping and wilderness survival gear wasn’t a common enough request, but not many ponies would come to the old town to purchase those kinds of items. There may be a few stores around the town that could have them, but those would very likely be incomplete. They wouldn’t be stocking everything that could be used for camping, only the necessities, and even that was a gamble. 

“I’m not sure if I could point you to the right place for camping gear. There’s a general store at the town square that should have some supplies. If not, there’s also a recreations store in the area. The latter mostly sells sporting equipment, but they occasionally have some of the more outdoorsy stuff. They might just have what you need. Worst case scenario, you probably would need to go to the newer town, but the things you’re looking for will be expensive. That one, I’m sure.” 

[Blitz Boom 4,636]

@Sekel

"I suppose it cannot hurt to go there. Though I doubt they would fear you. I'm a more visible threat to them."

He would let out another sigh, then swoop down towards the town, and as could be expected, there'd be a panic. Most ponies would scream and run for shelter, or hide under things, whereas only about a half dozen in the area he landed, seemed ready to cause a fight. He did not much care though., Enzo did not think those he saw as threats. Just more short-sighted, irritating creatures. *sigh* What was the point in it all?

Then suddenly, as he were about to simply let off his passengers, and then slump down in the middle of the street, he felt something tug on his left front leg. And when he looked down, he saw an odd filly. Hair like a strip of fire, and a tail looking as if explosions were frozen there. Yet most remarkably to him, were what she were doing: Hugging his leg.

"Yey, giant kitty!"

A few around looked mortified, but unable to go forth. Except for a small mare, with a coat like charcoal, going forth to try and grab the little one. Yet she were too late. By the time she got halfway, Enzo had already taken a paw down, and tugged on the filly's stretchy back skin. He'd lift her up gently, until she were face to face with him, and he could gaze into her small, grinning face. The ones around seemed to hold their breaths, horrified at what were likely about to happen to the poor filly. That being despite Enzo not looking angry, just tired.

"Do you know who, or what, you are speaking to in that manner, tiny equine?"

"A squishy kitty. Boop!"

And with that, the filly just went ahead and booped his nose. No pause, no hint of fear at all. She just went ahead and booped him. And then just hung there, held between two of his fingers, and laughed her innocent, joyful little laugh. Right into the face of a sphinx.

Enzo blinked befuddled, then the sides of his mouth began to rise up, and a glow began returning to his eyes, as he let out a bellowing laughter. Highly confusing those around him, but causing this odd little filly to just go in and hug his nose.

"Ahahaha. Such innocence and wonder."

It were just so mindbogglingly silly, that he could not help being uplifted by it. Among a town of beings wanting him to leave, there were this one, who just came over and acted as friendly and welcoming to him as any other. Even toyed with him, as one might their friends, without even thinking about what it usually meant, when a sphinx came near. Had this been in the sphinx capitol, this filly, and her entire family, would have been imprisoned and educated in who their superiors were, but for Enzo, this were simply amusing, and helped him get out of his stupor.

It were wondrous what a little spark of that wide-eyed thrill and curiosity, that he felt like he had lost so long ago, could do to brighten up the day once more.

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@Sekel

On 2021-10-06 at 1:46 AM, Sekel said:

"You fought for what? Something unknown? A reason lost to generations?"

"We fought for loyalty. Everypony that went there, a thousand years past, volunteered for their task. There have never been, nor will ever be, anypony as loyal to the night throne, as the Shrine Maidens. It is the same devotion I bring to your throne, your majesty. Doing less, would be a dishonor."

It were all she'd have to say, lest she were asked for more details. But she had the feeling the princess didn't want to know right now. Though she were a curious sort. In time, she'd want their history. And depending on how she were, she'd either be horrified, or understand the position that Princess Luna were put in, when gathering them all, so many generations ago.

"Kkrthxxg. Intense, aren't they? Stubborn little equines."

The two of them would exchange a death glare, before looking back towards the princess again, and hear what else she had to say.

On 2021-10-06 at 1:46 AM, Sekel said:

"Regardless of all that. While you are both here with me, I want you two to not duel each other to the death. We've already got one ghost here and I'd rather not add more!"

A chittering, laughing sound came from the manetid, as she heard this, and would then point one of her bladed arms towards Last.

"Kzzlxth. Had we dueled for death, there would only be one of us left now. We just let out tensions."

"Hmph. If I duel tot he death, there will be death. This was just exercise, and I will expect anypony who joins your guard, to be prepared for things like it. I don't know how the others guards are in the capitol, but I will not accept weakness. I will make them a force that can protect you, and this town properly."

Twilight should have really thought on things, before making Last her captain, but the dice had been drawn, and it wasn't like Last were going to flog somepony. She were just going to pretty vigorous in her training, and some were bound to fall off. Probably expecting a cozy role, just loitering around. Hmph. Not on her watch, they wouldn't.

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@Sekel

Really, it were supposed to be pumpkin latte in the pumpkin, but as she took the ladle down, and poured a bowl, rather than a cup, she'd find that it were now soup instead! Steaming warm, and just what she'd hope it would be. Provided what she hoped it would be, were nutritious, and delicious.

Flaxxy and Lulu would pick a bowl and a cup respectfully. The changeling would just smell it though, and set it on the table, whereas Flaxxy would start lapping it up like you'd expect a canine to do.

"See? All good and healthy. Mom! I think they like the taste. Stop hiding."

Out of a nearby bush, a creature would wander out, and bounce towards them. Well, most of a creature. It appeared to be missing its head.

That'd last until it reached the table, grabbed hold of the pumpkin, and turned it around, revealing a jack-o lantern face. As soon as the pumpkin were then set up on her neck, eyes would blossom inside it, and it would animate. The grin growing wider, on the attempted friendly face.

"Well duh, of course they like it. I'm delicious, hehe.

Welcome to my home, of chaos and creation! It's awesome right? Come ooon. Admit it. I've done really good here, and barely anything got out. Except for the stuff I made in the forest, but those are mostly harmless. Okay, princess weren't, but I dealt with that problem. See? All responsible and stuff."

She'd spit out a long straw, and bend it to fit into the top of her head, where she'd then take some good gulps of her own pumpkin juice. Yummy yummy, for any tummy.

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@Sekel

Chop Chop responded to the compliment like he did much else. A small grunt, and a nod. He were cleaning up after himself though, so he'd return to that, so he could get ready for work soon.

"Chop thanks you for your compliment. Life hasn't always been easy after he was bit, but he's still a great cook. The scars can't take that away from him, and it's fortunate that Straw doesn't just judge him on his appearance, like others did, when he sought work.

As for wealth, it means a lot of bits. Our family used to be rich, and have become that again, but nowhere near as much as Scarcity, I think. Her antique store is pretty popular with the nobles and other well off beings, since she have a great reputation for only selling quality wares. And for knowing how to deal with customers well. Which isn't always easy with nobles. They can be pretty high strung and snobbish.

She once told me that *Most nobles are bubbles of arrogance, coating insecurity and jealousy. I succeed, because I cater to their ever-present want for more, to prove they are better than those around them, whilst protecting their little bubble.* She does not think highly of them, but as she says, she doesn't have to like them, to sell them things."

Once Chop were done, he'd put what he used, beyond the plates and utensils the two of them were using now, back in their cabinets and drawers. He'd then come and give Stare a loving kiss on the forehead, which she responded to by then rubbing her head against the side of his. Afterwards, he'd give a small nod, and a grunt, towards Dazzle, before leaving.

If she had something to say though, she could do so before he left. He could probably answer something briefly, before moving along.

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@Sekel @Widdershins

"I didn't mean to judge him, miss. Really sorry if it came out like that."

Benny gave a jovial, yet embarrassed grin, and rubbed the back of his head with his right hand. Looks like he stepped in it again there, eh? Well, wasn't the first time, and likely wouldn't be the last one either. Sometimes, he just sorta stepped in it like that. But hey, no harm, no foul, right? Seemed like he weren't being physically attacked yet, or really cussed out. Why, they even sounded like that wanted to meet a dragon pony couple! That wasn't always the case, unless it were to speak about them being unnatural. Hopefully that wasn't the case here, but only one way to find out.

"But sure, we can meet up with her. Come on, her store's just down this street."

If there were no issues, he'd lead them down the side street, and towards a rather well sized store at the end. A nice looking one with big windows to really showcase the rows upon rows of beautifully packaged, and presented, candy in all its many, many variations. From hard to soft, in many, many colors, sizes and shapes. The sign outside, went *Circle Pop's Candy & Confectionary*. At the mare in question herself, were currently outside, waving off someone carrying several gift baskets along with them. A rather large looking stallion, who'd give them a nod as he passed them by.

He wouldn't say something unless asked though, and would simply be on his merry way, whilst the mare who had waved at him with a happy smile on her face, would instead fixate on Benny approaching her. She'd get a certain light in her eyes as she did, and would run over to tackle him. He stood his ground, but he certainly felt the worried impact of that welcome.

"Heeey, don't be worried here. You know my scales are about as thick as my skull."

Her face were against his chest scales, but the comment still made her lift a hoof, and push him on the nose as a response. Silly dragon and his silly comments.

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@EQ_Theta

On 2021-10-06 at 5:07 AM, EQ_Theta said:

“Aww… He can talk! A lot of ponies will find that hart to believe, but you’ve pretty much convinced me, little one! He’s special, that much is true. I know it’s not my place to tell you what to do, but you look after him, alright? Treat him well, but don’t spoil him. We don’t know how things’ll turn out, but it’ll be interesting to see how he’ll grow.”

“We will. Thank you for these carrot balls, too. Shrimp really seems to like them.”

"I think he will be big."

Omen had no real frame of reference as for how big they might get, but she were probably going to outlive him, so she'd get to see thousands upon thousands of years of him evolving before her very eyes. He'd grow big, he'd grow mighty, and in time, he would grow old. If he were like regular dragons, he may end up living tens of thousands of years. But she were effectively immortal. Not touched by the last four thousand years at all, which might indicate that she were more or less eternal, lest something odd happened, like Discord unravelling her. Though after her being settled in for so long, could he even do that? It were hard to say, but there were a lot of time to answer that.

"We still need to set some boundaries so he isn't over-spoiled, but he is but a few days old now. Let him experience joy and curiosity for a little longer, before we set too many boundaries. I can assure you at least, that he will be safe. No harm will come to the little guy."

The hoof nibbles were gentle like a kittens, and mostly just from a creature without many other ways to communicate and play instinctively, than with malice. A good sign too, since Peaks was a new face, and he tended to not like new ones, but it seemed them being around other creatures so much, were making him tentatively interested in them. And when they then gave him tasty treats, that meant to him that they were friends. Though as none of his friend group here involved dragons or griffon for example, he'd likely still hiss and be defensive around them. Considering his relations with cats too, a sphinx would likely cause him to go into a panic, but what were the odds of running into one in Canterlot?

On 2021-10-06 at 5:07 AM, EQ_Theta said:

“I’m not sure if I could point you to the right place for camping gear. There’s a general store at the town square that should have some supplies. If not, there’s also a recreations store in the area. The latter mostly sells sporting equipment, but they occasionally have some of the more outdoorsy stuff. They might just have what you need. Worst case scenario, you probably would need to go to the newer town, but the things you’re looking for will be expensive. That one, I’m sure.” 

"I don't mind wandering around at the various places, to see what essentials they may have. If need be, I will traverse further, but as a resident of this part of town, I do believe it best if I attempt to purchase as locally as possible, to help the area thrive. I can assure you, that we will meet again on occasion, with that being one of many reasons. Other being the craving for good baked goods at times. The days I've woken up, craving a properly made croissant, or a cinnamon bun, is not a low number. It's comforting to know a nearby place to wander then."

While he spoke. Omen would finish eating her cream puff. The texture were odd to her, as she did not generally eat many squishy things. More solids like rock, or crumbly like coal. She were undecided on if this were something she liked, but perhaps she would learn more from seeing how Hammond would react. Brother may know better than her, if this were good.

"IN any case, I thank you kindly for the advice, as well as directions. I will look forward to the next time we shall meet. Fare well, Miss Peaks."

"P...Ph...Fheeks!"

Shrimp tried himself to say her name, and actually got relatively close on the phonetics. The P was just causing him some issue right now, so he went for the easier F sound.

Omen would not move an inch, before Peaks were done with Shrimp in whatever fashion she were currently, and when the time then came, she'd start to move away, whilst he chirped happily towards Peaks. He liked his new friend, and her tasty treats. Hopefully he'd see her again soon.

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@Starforce

"It is admittedly a bit of a tame threat for most, but for those who wants to run a legitimate business, it can actually be detrimental to have your license revoked. If you're just in for it for personal reasons though, or already deal with shadier individuals, it doesn't really do anything. But there's not really anything else they can do, but bar them, and banish them. Going further is seen as too barbaric for them. It's the same in Equestria, though at least here, there's the chance you may get turned into stone. Or banished to another world. Equestria can get kinda harsh on their enemies really."

She'd look at the pot, and take a few steps further back. This was going to go on for a bit, and she'd prefer not to stand in the liquid popping off inside, and making the cauldron shake. Thankfully she had made sure to not do too big of a portion, so it should not be able to tip over. Though she stood ready, just in case.

"It could be worse, but it tends to scare novices when they see this, and they go meddle with the pot. Big mistake. It's just mixing properly, but there's some volatile things in there. It makes it a tiny bit unstable, but it's not too serious. Just... Gotta give it around four minutes. Once it stops moving, it's done. I think you'll like this potion actually. It tends to be something that catches the eye.

There's potions for just about everything really. Like... Yeah, I suppose, he's a special one. A zebra I knew in Zebrica, that went out a year ago, to fond his fortune in the big world. He wasn't bad really. Never harmed anyone, but he uhm... Used his alchemical skill for promoting fear responses in others. Stuff like making fumes that made those around think his skin was melting off, or things like that. Not to try and invade anywhere. He's a performer at heart, and for some reason, his fascination, is making scares. He tended to creep me out, but he were pretty liked by the local shaman. Apparently, it's a rarely followed, traditional artform.

I'd show you some of that too, but I don't know how to make those things. It was above my paygrade."

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@Starforce @Windy Breeze @Kujamih

Hee better be able to explain, because seeing what Light had just done, the entire room were just gawking at him in disbelief, uncertain about what the hay they had just witnessed, and what to do here. Did they call the guards, since he had just stabbed her? Ask question? Run for their lives, screaming like somepony threw ice down their spine? What kind of reaction were meant for this? Everything just froze, and even the medical equipment and notes the doctor had been floating around, were clacking to the floor, as he lost the focus to be able to keep them floating.

Well, Blitz knew hers at least. She were not gawking, but instead trying to go from reaching out after Molotov, to reach out after Cali. And as the gawking and confusion went on, she finally managed to wriggle free, and would rush over towards Cali.

"Cali? Caaaaaaaaali? Are you okay? Don't be hurt, human friend!"

She'd poke if able, and nudge the mare, unsure of what were going on, and actually for once, looking a little worried. Why wasn't Cali saying something? And where were that spark in her eyes? She seemed so... Broken. Like the cord had been yoinked outta her.

"What the f- Hay?? Dude, did you just stab her? I thought you two were pals or something."

Molotov were not one to throw the word *dude* around a lot, but this just really felt like the correct time, to just bust it out there. What else was he going to say, to this display of outright crazy, popping off right in front of him? *Oh bugger, what a spot of bother.*? Nah man. This here called for something special. And explanations. Preferably before the doctor got out of his haze, and would run to get the security guards.