private Equestrian War

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

Nightfall put his right hoof under her chin and kissed her.

"You know I keep my promises."

 

Vinyl spoke very gently, "I know. Be safe, hon."

[InfinityWhale 771]

Wits nodded. "Step into the portal," he said. "And pray for the best. This is by no means an exact science."

 

With that, the squad all stepped into the portal, vanishing, followed by Wits, leaving Nightfall alone to step through.

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

Wits nodded. "Step into the portal," he said. "And pray for the best. This is by no means an exact science."

 

With that, the squad all stepped into the portal, vanishing, followed by Wits, leaving Nightfall alone to step through.

 

"Bye Sweetie. Bye Wits. Take care of Nightfall for me, will ya?" She turned to Nightfall, "I love you and I'll see you soon."

[Nightfall 3,950]

"Bye Sweetie. Bye Wits. Take care of Nightfall for me, will ya?" She turned to Nightfall, "I love you and I'll see you soon."

 

Nightfall looked over, grabbed a pike with some magic, then turned to Vinyl.

"See you soon."

With a light kiss on the cheek given to Blade, he stepped through the portal, pike ready for anything that could happen soon...

 

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Nightfall's clone stood silently the whole time. As soon as he was gone, the clone turned and started walking towards the map room.

[Senor Citizen 516]

"Young colts schtanding on ze top of zere own graves/vonderink vhen Luna comes/are zey gonna be saved?" Red sings in an almost taunting tone. He seems to know a lot more about this raid them you do. Thus said (sang?), he lollops off to the kitchen.

Edited August 22, 2012 by The Soldier

[InfinityWhale 771]

With a flash, they all arrived in Prance, and Wits glanced about.

 

"All right," he said. "Everything seems to be according to plan. It doesn't look like anyone has intercepted our plans. I expect this all to go completely without a problem.

 

Out of nowhere, a dark green teleport appeared, and they were surrounded by ponies in dark garb, not armor but identity concealing suits.

 

Wits sighed. "Me and my big mouth. Combat positions, let's get ready to fight."

[~The Snowy Wolf~ 1,579]

He gave her a gentle hoof on the back, "He'll be fine, I tell you. Fine always said the ones that return are the ones with a reason to do so. And let me assure you, he has one heck of a good reason if the noise from last night was any indication!"

 

Vinyl turned around and started walking home solemnly. She knew that this wasn't exactly true. Ponies with good reasons to come home, often didn't. This song started to play in her head

When she got home, she went to the indoor pool. She floated on her back and thought of things still to come i.e., her foal being born, Nightfall coming home, the war ending, and them settling down.

Edited August 22, 2012 by Vinyl Blade

[LessThanNormal 44]

Differences that mean nothing. There will be a union soon at hand. There will be true harmony. There will be "Order". The Eclipsis Union will be an added faction. Ones that beleive in the unity of all.

[Nightfall 3,950]

With a flash, they all arrived in Prance, and Wits glanced about.

 

"All right," he said. "Everything seems to be according to plan. It doesn't look like anyone has intercepted our plans. I expect this all to go completely without a problem.

 

Out of nowhere, a dark green teleport appeared, and they were surrounded by ponies in dark garb, not armor but identity concealing suits.

 

Wits sighed. "Me and my big mouth. Combat positions, let's get ready to fight."

 

Nightfall crouched slightly, his plot a bit higher than his forebody. His pike was magically levitating next to him. A slightly evil smile came to his lips.

"All right, let's do this."

[InfinityWhale 771]

Nightfall crouched slightly, his plot a bit higher than his forebody. His pike was magically levitating next to him. A slightly evil smile came to his lips.

"All right, let's do this."

 

The enemy ponies charged, phalanx formation. The leader leaped at Wits, a unicorn who's horn glowed as they charged their hooves with power. Wits dodged the blow, but it glanced off and sent him reeling.

[Nightfall 3,950]

The enemy ponies charged, phalanx formation. The leader leaped at Wits, a unicorn who's horn glowed as they charged their hooves with power. Wits dodged the blow, but it glanced off and sent him reeling.

 

Nightfall tried running towards the group and jumping up into the crowd, pike aimed at the pony formation. He hoped he could at least take one down.

 

The other Nightfall had reached the map room and was standing in front of a map of Prance with his eyes closed. He looked slightly tense, and he breathed deeply and slowly. His head hung slightly, and every now and then he would raise it with an inhale and lower it with an exhale.

[HigurSan 195]

Heavy thuds resounded throughout the forest, every impact shaking the tree's and sending leaves flying. As the sound drew nearer, the ground began to tremble with the combined might of the hooves marching in formation. A nearby tree collapsed under the onslaught of blows and bone-crushing force. Soon more trees began to fall on top of themselves, a clearing slowly forming in the depths of the destructions. Trees were piled on top of each other twenty meters away from the edge of the clearing, forming a high wall of dirt and wood. Ramparts were raised and more mud was applied, with the completion of the bastion drawing near. Inside of the wall structures were erected and holes were dug, forming defensive positions and military buildings. In the middle of it all stood the masterpeice of engineering that was the Devestator Artillery Gun Mk5.

 

A massive peice of engineering, it was a combination of magic and machine, looming far over the heads of mortals. The main barrel could fire an entire oak tree with room to spare, with many complicated measuring devices attached. In a six-pointed star pattern, a number of unicorns and their assistants began to recite the rituals of firing and loading as the fortifications drew stronger. All around the camp furture bastions of firepower were erected with long range guns on rotating mounts positioned with over-lapping arcs of fire. In addition anti-pegasus preperations were made in the form of pylons projecting a one way sheild at regular intervals. One could regularly exit the shield whether by magic or flesh, but you had to know the correct spell to enter in any manner.

 

As the preparations concluded, First Lieutenant Steeleye looked at the array of death and destuction assembled around him. His heart was heavy, because he knew that many pointless lives would be wasted. All around him trotted the orderlies and soldiers, scurrying about their buisness. It might be wondered where all this miltary might had been for the duration of the war. In simpler terms, it was strategy. While the Princess directed the war-effort as a whole, she could not micro-manage all aspects of her Empire by herself. With that in mind many of the regiments under her command remained scattered and up to their own devices in protecting their assigned areas.

 

How it had come to be that no less than five thousand ponies had set out on this endeavour was a longer story than most. But the origins were somewhat simple. In war, one of the most important rules is to know your enemy. It would be a slaughter if you misunderstood their capabilities. So Steeleye had thought to himself about what he should do to end this war, and the current result had arisen. While ponies were not the most numerous creatures on the planet, there was a far share of other sentient beings that could be reasoned with.

 

The buffalo hauling the equipment were to be paid with a land of their own, though admittedly a great deal away from Canterlot. The zebra tribals assisting with the medicinal operations would be granted amnesty of persecution, and could be inducted as full citizens if they so chose. Least numerous of these were the gryphons and dragons. Both had never been exactly populous in the first place and fewer had accepted the offer than most. This still ended in a sizable airforce of various size and power, very useful for multiple reasons.

 

Finally when all the organization was over, the guns loomed into the sky like dark monoliths. The camp was still and silent save for the expectant breathing of those prepared for the chaos to begin. Even the air was stuffy from all of the waiting. Steeleye stood in the firing seat of the Devestator, aligning his sights with assistance from the unicorn corps. Final adjustments were made, and he stood back from the control panel. A nearby orderly held his hoof into the air, awating the order. With a great wait on his shoulders, the Lieutenant looked over and nodded his assent. As soon as the hoof dropped the noise began. Starting with the smallest of the guns, barely in range of the Ponygon, the shells began to fly into the sky.

 

A combination of magical combustion and explosive rounds, the shells varied from fragmentation to pure structure peircing. Soon the mid-sized artillery was firing, and in the end of it the doom came for those under the Devestator's arc of fire. Magic sizzled up and down the barrel, collecting at the opening in the front. With a simple ignition the payload was launched, excellerating to blinding speeds when it hit the magic at the opening. The force of the blast would send ponies all around reeling with their hooves on their head, Steeleye standing resolutely.

 

(Essentially the Lunar Republic is being shelled with long range magical cannons. These were erected in the middle of the densest forest with a clearing around the barricade wall and a magical sheild. Of the ponies present, only about a thousand are actual soldiers, though comprised of veterans. All the others are maintenance and the supply of magic neccesary for the guns to operate. In additions the species mentioned are being paid off to assist. Important: The Devestator is a wildly inaccurate, costly, and inevitably very powerful gun suited to blanket-fire rather than specific targets. Though if you aimed it at anything in particular it could completely miss and still supply enough force to destroy much short from the indestructible magic sheild depicted in the Canon MLP series.)

[InfinityWhale 771]

 

The lead unicorn turned to strike Sweetie, then stopped abruptly. She pulled off her mask, and revealed...

 

"Sweetie?" Rarity said. "What on earth are you doing with these uncouth soldier types?" She sounded somewhat shocked, almost appalled.

 

"I... uh..." Sweetie didn't know how to respond. Wits was somewhat incoherent, and the other ponies looked like they were about to wet themselves.

 

((Speeding this up a bit 'cuz I'm late.))

 

Celestia's warning rung in her mind.

 

"Whatever he asks, give it to him." She was referring to Sunburn, who was unknown except the vaguest of rumors, which were invariably composed of malice and hate. He wondered around the camp in the dark, observing the action, but not yet communicating anything. He sometimes muttered, but never any emotion, just vague, usually insulting comments about how poorly everypony was doing. Any attempt to approach him was met with an icy glare that froze even the boldest of hearts. He had been looking at ponies and selecting some, a vague few for his own reasons.

[Nightfall 3,950]

The lead unicorn turned to strike Sweetie, then stopped abruptly. She pulled off her mask, and revealed...

 

"Sweetie?" Rarity said. "What on earth are you doing with these uncouth soldier types?" She sounded somewhat shocked, almost appalled.

 

"I... uh..." Sweetie didn't know how to respond. Wits was somewhat incoherent, and the other ponies looked like they were about to wet themselves.

 

Nightfall got up. His landing hadn't gone as planned, and his right hoof hurt beyond physically. He felt the damage was also mental, having to do slightly with his soul clone, and would thus be there for a little while. He limped over to the other ponies, while wondering why they weren't fighting. He spun his pike around with magic, and noticed a white mare with a deep purple mane. He assumed this must be Rarity.

"So, Wits... Do we have her yet?"

[InfinityWhale 771]

Wits was kind of... wobling around, Sweetie Bell and the soldiers were still in shock. Rarity's eyes narrowed, and the ponies behind her once more formed into an attack position.

 

Wits started to try and speak, but it came out garbled. "Rariwearelooking for yerr suppor"

[Nightfall 3,950]

Wits was kind of... wobling around, Sweetie Bell and the soldiers were still in shock. Rarity's eyes narrowed, and the ponies behind her once more formed into an attack position.

 

Wits started to try and speak, but it came out garbled. "Rariwearelooking for yerr suppor"

 

Nightfall didn't seem too fazed. Either the injury, the connection to his soul clone, or something to do with Blade was affecting him.

"Wits! Get a grip of yourself!"

Nightfall turned to Rarity.

"Apologies, Miss Rarity. I'm afraid I don't know what has happened to the others..."

[InfinityWhale 771]

Wits couldn't seem to orient himself.

 

"You know how I said that side effects may occur? Occur based on what? I can't remember..." He began to wobble and nearly fell over.

 

Rarity looked at Nightfall. "Is that fellow quite alright?" The ponies behind her lost the position.

[Nightfall 3,950]

Wits couldn't seem to orient himself.

 

"You know how I said that side effects may occur? Occur based on what? I can't remember..." He began to wobble and nearly fell over.

 

Rarity looked at Nightfall. "Is that fellow quite alright?" The ponies behind her lost the position.

 

"Oh God, Wits..."

Nightfall looked back at Rarity.

"Ah, you see, Miss Rarity, we've just teleported here, and it seems the teleport has messed my poor friend up. He doesn't seem to be all right at the current moment, but in time, he will get better."

Nightfall eyed the rest of the crew, noticing that they, too, were looking a bit off. But why wasn't he?

[InfinityWhale 771]

"Oh God, Wits..."

Nightfall looked back at Rarity.

"Ah, you see, Miss Rarity, we've just teleported here, and it seems the teleport has messed my poor friend up. He doesn't seem to be all right at the current moment, but in time, he will get better."

Nightfall eyed the rest of the crew, noticing that they, too, were looking a bit off. But why wasn't he?

 

The crew tried to shake it off, but were having a hard time. Rarity started to look at them, and shook her head. "If this is an army, its not a very effective one."

 

Wits tried again. "An adverse result as a condition of my subconscious processes being fried as I accessed to the root code of the known universe. The others felt it as we communally teleported, but the presence of your soul-clone kept you 'grounded'".

[Nightfall 3,950]

The crew tried to shake it off, but were having a hard time. Rarity started to look at them, and shook her head. "If this is an army, its not a very effective one."

 

Wits tried again. "An adverse result as a condition of my subconscious processes being fried as I accessed to the root code of the known universe. The others felt it as we communally teleported, but the presence of your soul-clone kept you 'grounded'".

 

Nightfall turned to Wits, almost scoldingly.

"Finally you're ok! I mean, adjusting can take time, but... never mind."

He thought about his soul clone... the base... Vinyl Blade... his filly... HIS filly...

Nightfall snapped out of his trance.

"Ah... yes, well, as Wits here has just said, the teleport has messed with all of their minds. Considering I have a soul clone back where we came from, I'm fine. Anyway, I believe Wits would like to talk to you, now that he's better."

Nightfall add the last bit with a slight glare and irritated tone at Wits.

[InfinityWhale 771]

Nightfall turned to Wits, almost scoldingly.

"Finally you're ok! I mean, adjusting can take time, but... never mind."

He thought about his soul clone... the base... Vinyl Blade... his filly... HIS filly...

Nightfall snapped out of his trance.

"Ah... yes, well, as Wits here has just said, the teleport has messed with all of their minds. Considering I have a soul clone back where we came from, I'm fine. Anyway, I believe Wits would like to talk to you, now that he's better."

Nightfall add the last bit with a slight glare and irritated tone at Wits.

 

Wits' eyes were rolling as he spoke with Nightfall. "My ability to communicate in a vernacular seperated from that of a metamagician has been temporarily frayed as a result of lower brain functions being scrambled by excess amounts of magical energy. Odds of me being reduced to a subconscious state are equivalent with normal side effects of a teleport."

[Nightfall 3,950]

Wits' eyes were rolling as he spoke with Nightfall. "My ability to communicate in a vernacular seperated from that of a metamagician has been temporarily frayed as a result of lower brain functions being scrambled by excess amounts of magical energy. Odds of me being reduced to a subconscious state are equivalent with normal side effects of a teleport."

 

"All right, all right, fine. Enough with the jargon. Just tell Miss Rarity why we are here."

Nightfall seemed to be getting impatient. He was beginning to believe Wits, in some ways, was incompetent. He felt he could be doing a better job of talking to Rarity and explaining why they were here than Wits. However, considering Wits was the team leader, followed by Sweetie Bell, Nightfall felt out of touch and not able to do anything without making either of the two parties disappointed or angry.

[InfinityWhale 771]

"All right, all right, fine. Enough with the jargon. Just tell Miss Rarity why we are here."

Nightfall seemed to be getting impatient. He was beginning to believe Wits, in some ways, was incompetent. He felt he could be doing a better job of talking to Rarity and explaining why they were here than Wits. However, considering Wits was the team leader, followed by Sweetie Bell, Nightfall felt out of touch and not able to do anything without making either of the two parties disappointed or angry.

 

Wits turned to Rarity and opened his mouth to speak, then turned back to Nightfall. "My brain is fired. As in, I can't even think, and I'm about to pass out. If you were feeling this you would be bucked, too. I'm going to have to ask you to handle this occasion, less I die with all haste."

[Nightfall 3,950]

Wits turned to Rarity and opened his mouth to speak, then turned back to Nightfall. "My brain is fired. As in, I can't even think, and I'm about to pass out. If you were feeling this you would be bucked, too. I'm going to have to ask you to handle this occasion, less I die with all haste."

 

"Wits, leader of this mission, can't keep his hooves on the ground. Fine. I'll do it."

Nightfall turned to Rarity.

"Miss Rarity, I'm sure you have heard of the current Equestrian War. Wits here has devised a plan on how to end it using the Elemnts of Harmony. Considering how you are one of the six, we would kindly ask you to help us, please, and come back to the base we are stationed at."

[InfinityWhale 771]

"Wits, leader of this mission, can't keep his hooves on the ground. Fine. I'll do it."

Nightfall turned to Rarity.

"Miss Rarity, I'm sure you have heard of the current Equestrian War. Wits here has devised a plan on how to end it using the Elemnts of Harmony. Considering how you are one of the six, we would kindly ask you to help us, please, and come back to the base we are stationed at."

 

Rarity thought about it. "I avoided this war because I didn't know which side to join. Now you are telling me that someone has a plan to solve both side's problems? Who is this genius?" She seemed genuinely curious. "I didn't think there was any way..." She looked at Nightfall curiously.