private Equestrian War

[Nightfall 3,950]

Nightfall was initially shocked at the teleporting, but soon smiled. He hadn't known Blade could teleport. The lest time he had seen her, she was still learning.Nightfall looked around at all the other ponies, all in NLR uniforms. He looked down and saw his own uniform. It was the only SE uniform in the mess deck, possibly even in the next several miles.

 

He kept looking around. He was curious.

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

"Nightfall, this is my third in command, General Stargazer. I'm sure you remember him. I recall you going out to The One Eyed Pony to drink with him from time to time. The bartender remembers both of you pretty well."

[Nightfall 3,950]

"Well, I... I don't... I don't really remember that..." Nightfall looked the general up and down. He seemed somewhat familiar, but Nightfall couldn't put his hoof on it. "Hello, sir. Nightfall of the SE." He stretched out his hoof, then looked around and noticed everyone had stopped what they were doing and were looking at him.

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

The general extended grabbed his hoof and brought him into a bro-hug. "It's been a while man. How've you been?" he asked, blatantly ignoring the onlookers.

 

 

[Nightfall 3,950]

Nightfall was surprised at first, but that was over quickly. "It has been." Memories of the two together slowly returned. "I've been good... except for yesterday." He looked down at his wounds and laughed. "Still, I don't regret that decision to join the Canterlot Royal Guard. I was wondering why you or Blade here didn't either..."

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

"We didn't want to join because we're not as... serious as they are, we wouldn't be able to handle it," said Nightgazer. "Not to mention Celestia's gettin older and weaker, we need a new leader and new rules in a changing time," Vinyl added.

[Nightfall 3,950]

Nightfall remembered why he didn't like the NLR movement: new rules. They were trying to be added as he was a royal guard.

"Well, at least you're safe, Stargazer. Might be here for a while. Is there any kind of bar here?" The last question was directed at both of the officers.

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

Nightfall remembered why he didn't like the NLR movement: new rules. They were trying to be added as he was a royal guard.

"Well, at least you're safe, Stargazer. Might be here for a while. Is there any kind of bar here?" The last question was directed at both of the officers.

 

"There's one upstairs," they said in unison.

[Nightfall 3,950]

Nightfall smiled. This confirmed they were still friends.

 

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Nightfall finished his breakfast. "Hey... could you two take me to the war room? I'm curious about this place." " And I might also get some info ..."

[InfinityWhale 771]

((I know the burning question in all your minds is what is going on with Wits, so I'll advance his plotline just a bit.))

 

Broken and battered, inside a barn, lay Wits End, who didn't really know who he was anymore. He wasn't a reporter: he wasn't looking for a story. He wasn't a soldier: he didn't have an army. He certainly wasn't a work horse, but if you couldn't tell by pulsing muscles and the pained expressions he was making, you probably shouldn't bother reading this, because the subtle intricacies will go well over your head. He had worked all day, hard as he possibly could, and even harder then he had thought imaginable. But there was a block, and every time he tried to rise above it, something just swatted him back down. There was nothing he could do.

 

"Having a rough time, hun?" A friendly voice with a Southern drawl intoned. "Ah know yeh worked pretty hard out there today, but we appreciate the help with the harvest." Applejack had hung up her hat and sat down beside Wits End on the haystack, careful not to disrupt the pained pony.

 

"Thanks for the support, but I can guess that I'm not really quite that much help. I mean, Big Macintosh has clear trees with a gentle tap, and you could probably handle two or three with a single buck," he said, smiling in spite of himself. The vision danced at the edge of his vision, but he put them off. He still wasn't sure of their nature, and it did him no good to meditate on them now.

 

"Well..." Applejack said, a bit unsure. She thought about it, then perked up. "Well, applebuckin' is mah special talent, and Big Mac's, too. It's not about how strong yah are, it's about how much yah care."

 

"I guess it's a bit harder for me to care about the farm than for you. After all, this is your home, and you've poured your life into it."

 

"Well, what's your special talent? I bet it's a doozy."

 

"Heh," Wits said, a bit unsure how to proceed. "It's a bit complex, hard to explain. I'm skilled in the study of magic itself, and I use magic to study magic. It's called metamagic."

 

"Ah think Twilight would have liked to hear about that," Applejack said. "But it's a bit over mah head."

 

"Twilight was your friend, right?" Wits asked. He had heard tales about the heroism and bravery of the Elements of Harmony growing up, thinks like saving Equestria from Discord. "I'm sorry the war tore you guys apart."

 

"It's all right," Applejack. "Ah just can't fight against mah friends, so ah don't fight at all."

 

Wits thought about it for a bit. Metamagic... he loved the topic, but he hadn't studied it in what seemed like forever, eschewing it in favor of politics and military strategy. What point had he been at? General Multiverse Theory: now that was a interesting topic. Just thinking about it made him want to leap up and...

 

"That's it," he said. "I need books. Lots and lots of books."

 

((Dang, it's hard writing in Applejack's accent.))

[jdor11 91]

Striker was walking back through the Everfree Forest. His wounds were not completely healed yet, so they slowed him down. He was on his way to Ponyville, since a few rumors stated that Pinkie Pie was there. Striker was tired and was ready to collapse, but he still had a job to do and he didn't stop until his job was done. Striker thought about what he was going to do when he got there. Capturing Pinkie Pie would be harder then any other job he had done before, seeing how random and silly the pony could be. But, convincing her to come with him would be a miracle in itself. Edited July 25, 2012 by jdor11

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

"Sorry, you're not authorized to go down there, no matter how high up your friends are. But we can go get a few drinks at the bar."

Nightfall smiled. This confirmed they were still friends.

 

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Nightfall finished his breakfast. "Hey... could you two take me to the war room? I'm curious about this place." " And I might also get some info ..."

 

[Nightfall 3,950]

"Sorry, you're not authorized to go down there, no matter how high up your friends are. But we can go get a few drinks at the bar."

 

Nightfall smiled. "All right, then. To the nearest bar!" Nightfall held on as Blade teleported all three of them to a bar. "Vinyl, I'm feeling better... Lemme walk..." He got out of the wheelchair and stood up with little pain.

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

"Ok, but I'm keepin the wheelchair here. Bartender! Start me off with a round 'a scotch and get them whatever they'd like."

((No Nightfall, I'm not getting all drunk Vinyl again))

[Nightfall 3,950]

((Aw... ))

 

"I'll have some cider." Nightfall looked around as he waited for his drink. Again, the place was filled with NLR soldiers, but most of them seemed to be some kind of ranking officer, no matter how low the rank was.

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

"I'll have some cider." Nightfall looked around as he waited for his drink. Again, the place was filled with NLR soldiers, but most of them seemed to be some kind of ranking officer, no matter how low the rank was.

 

Vinyl downed the first shot as Nightfall got his cider. "I guess you can tell, this is where the officers hang out."

[Nightfall 3,950]

"I can tell. I must admit, I really don't feel like I belong here too much." Nightfall took a sip of his cider. It went down like fire. This was the first time he had had a drink like this. It tasted pretty good.

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

"I can tell. I must admit, I really don't feel like I belong here too much." Nightfall took a sip of his cider. It went down like fire. This was the first time he had had a drink like this. It tasted pretty good.

 

"Ah, you're a colonel. You fit in just fine."

[Nightfall 3,950]

 

 

"Ah, you're a colonel. You fit in just fine."

 

"But I'm a colonel for the wrong army..." Nightfall sighed and finished his cider. Wait. He had drunk it all already?

[jdor11 91]

He was standing on a hill on the very outskirts of the town, but from his point of view the town was in shambles. Rubble was everywhere and NLR soldiers were patrolling the town premises. Striker took out some binoculars' and looked around the town for Pinkie Pie. There she is!... but it's too heavily guarded around her for me to get to her. Well, now I know why I brought this.Striker took out a special gun he had invented after Zecora showed him the weapons her tribe used: blowdarts.

Striker built his own blow dart before, and gaining skill he realized that the only thing he would need to make it shoot father was pressure, so after tinkering with the blow dart, he finally created a blow dart that shot darts using pressure from a bottle. And the best part, thought Striker, is that I can put any type of ammunition in it and it will still works!

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

"But I'm a colonel for the wrong army..." Nightfall sighed and finished his cider. Wait. He had drunk it all already?

 

"So what? You're an officer in an army and this is where officers hang out. And you're with me, so what's anypony gonna do to you. Bartender, 'nother round."

[Nightfall 3,950]

 

 

"So what? You're an officer in an army and this is where officers hang out. And you're with me, so what's anypony gonna do to you. Bartender, 'nother round."

 

"No. No more drinks. I want to know why you didn't join the SE."

[jdor11 91]

Striker had built other things before. Not just weapons, his house for example. Before he had his house he lived inside of a small tree, learning the skills to build the house out of necessity. He had also built weapons such as crude smoke bombs, the occasional throwing stars, and a real automatic gun (admittedly, it broke after three shots). Striker took out his blowdart gun and the scope that came with it, and after putting everything together he took out the ammo, nails dipped in a sleeping potion Zecora had given him.

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

Vinyl sighed, "Look, I spoke to the princess, she doesn't care about any of you ponies' lives, she feels like if she can't get something done in one generation, she can do it in another. Plus, she's getting old and weak, her rules haven't changed in a millennium and a half. Times are changing and we need to change with it. We're not trying to put her out, we're just trying to gain independence from her so that we can adjust to these times."

[Nightfall 3,950]

Vinyl sighed, "Look, I spoke to the princess, she doesn't care about any of you ponies' lives, she feels like if she can't get something done in one generation, she can do it in another. Plus, she's getting old and weak, her rules haven't changed in a millennium and a half. Times are changing and we need to change with it. We're not trying to put her out, we're just trying to gain independence from her so that we can adjust to these times."

 

"Old? She's getting... Vinyl, can you her yourself? It's sounds like nonlogically gibberish!" Nightfall got up and moved towards the entrance of the bar.

Edited July 26, 2012 by Nightfall