Twilight was off enjoying her day off in the Canterlot Gardens. It has only been 3 months since her coronation and already she was exhausted. She has mainly been helping out Princess Celestia deal with her day to day life, mainly helping the princess out with the courts. And by that it means helping out the “nobles” as they whine, complain, and accuse each other.
This is the first time in those 3 months that Twilight got a break. And she isn’t about to let it go to waste. She calmly walks through the stone statues. She was admiring one of the said statues when she “felt” something coming. There was no other way to describe it. She couldn’t hear anypony coming nor did she see anypony.
That is until she saw this…. thing. She had no idea what it was. It stood hunched over between two statues and was taller than Princess Celestia. Its rusty red coat made the thing look intimidating. It carried some sort of weapon on its arm. One of its arms was oddly out of place. Twilight could tell that this thing has been in some sort of battle for its entire body has scratches and dent and burn marks.
Twilight fearfully stayed where she was. She had no idea what this thing was and it could harm her or others. On the other hoof it looks deactivated so it should be safe, right? But there was something bugging her about this thing. Why was it here? How come nopony else noticed this thing here? What is it? And why is it deactivated? If somepony deliberately placed it here, why bother not turning it on?
Slowly Twilight walks over to the object. This close she can tell it is some sort of machine. “This is so weird” Twilight thinks to herself “It is obviously a machine but it isn’t pony made. The most advanced thing we have is an automobile or those rave lights”
With great care laced with fear, Twilight inspects the damaged arm. Well it isn’t damaged technically. Dislocated would be a better term. Like when a pony’s leg gets dislocated. Only instead of pony flesh and blood you have metal and wires. Some of the wires have been dislocated and were nearby some sort of wire port. Thankfully these wires were color coded so even a filly could put this back together. She used her magic to put the wires back into their intended locations and pushed the arm back into the place.
Suddenly Twilight hears a humming sound come from the machine and she takes a few steps back in fright. As fast as the humming noise starts the noise ends and where his eyes are supposed to be glows red. Not a friendly red mind you. This was a red that was eerie and cold. A red that inspired fear in you. The red eyes of a killer.
The machine stood up straight. Twilight originally had no idea how tall this thing really was! It was almost as tall as discord! It turns his head and looks around at his surroundings completely ignoring the alicorn. Twilight is frozen in fear. She wasn’t scared of Nightmare Moon when she escaped. She wasn’t afraid of Discord. She wasn’t even afraid much of Sombra. Yet this thing hasn’t even done anything and she can’t help but be completely terrified of the thing.
Finally the machine turns and looks at Twilight. Its menacing red eyes soften somehow when it looked at her. “Query: Master where am I?” The machine asked. It sounded nothing like Twilight ever heard. It sounded metallic, cold, and emotionless at the same time.
A few seconds pass and Twilight realizes that the machine is talking to her. “umm are you talking to me?” She asks. “Response: Why yes master. You are the only meatbag around within voice recognition are you not?”
Twilight was confused now. Didn’t this machine have any idea where it was? Why was she its master? Meatbag? This doesn’t make sense at all. She has seen more sense come from Pinkie Pie and she’s…. Well Pinkie Pie. “What exactly are you? How do you speak our language?” Twilight asks the machine.
“Statement: *sigh* questions questions questions…. You sound like my previous masters. As for your questions I am HK-47. I am an assassin droid. My primary function is to burn holes into meatbags you want dead. So with that do you have a meatbag that needs to die master? As for your second question, I really should be asking you that. How did I manage to get onto a backwater planet that hasn’t even invented the gun much less a machine capable of hyperspace travel that somehow speaks galactic basic is beyond me. My memory banks indicate that the republic hasn’t even found this planet yet!” The…. “droid” says to her.
Twilight is currently trying to process all the information the droid told her. She owns an assassin droid? It has killed ponies before? It wants to kill more!? Galactic basic? Ponies have made hyperspace travel? The republic? Its official this droid is crazier than Pinkie Pie.
The droid apparently gets inpatient because he asks her, “Master I understand you’re really confused but can it wait for the moment? I really REALLY want to shoot something right now”
“What!?” Twilight asks HK-47. “You want to harm other ponies!?” “Oh yes master! But only if you allow it or any meatbags attempt to harm you, which they won’t with me around.”
Twilight can’t argue with HK-47 there. The droid is pretty terrifying. Fluttershy would only need to hear its voice to run away screaming. Maybe she should see the Princess about this problem
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The princess! Of course! Why didn’t think of this already? The princess will certainly know what to do about this! “Come on HK-47, there’s somepony I want you to meet.” Twilight tells HK. “Sarcastic statement: Oh goodie… More meatbags to meet. I swear if they are anything like the companion my last two masters I have I’ll break my programming and take my blaster rifle to my memory core and pull the trigger.”
Twilight just stared at him in confusion. How many other masters did he have? Are they all dead? Or did he just get sold like a common object? “Other companions? What do you mean?” Twilight asks it. “Statement: Master although I am required to obey you without question I would like to ask you if we can wait before we dive into that topic. It’s a really long story.”
And with that the two companions go walk off into the throne room of the castle to see the princess of the sun.
When the two made into the throne room it was full of nobles. The entire room looked toward them and were shocked at what they saw. The room, once full of noise and chatter, was now deathly quiet. Nothing could be heard but the noise of HK’s feet clamping on the ground.
“Hello Princess,” Twilight greeted Princess Celestia. “I need your help on something. “ Twilight then smiled sheepishly. A moment of awkward silence follows Twilight. That is, until HK started speaking. “Query: Master which meatbag am I supposed to meet? And which ones can I shoot?”
“Everypony out now” Princess Celestia tells the crowd of ponies. Every single one obeys but one. “Blueblood Nephew you need to get out now!” Celestia tells Blueblood. “But niece! What is that “thing!? And why does ‘she’ get to stay!?” Blueblood first complains to Celestia, then points to HK-47, and finally to Twilight”
“Threat: Call me a “thing” one more time and I’ll make sure you lose a limb meatbag” HK warns Blueblood. “Excuse me!? What did you just say to me!?” Blueblood shouts at the droid. “Blueblood,” Princess Celestia warns him. But he doesn’t hear her. “I’ll have you know I’m a prince! I’ll put you into a scrapyard so fast that you won’t even have time to say ‘threat’!” Blueblood threatens HK-47. “Mock statement: Oh you’re a prince are you? Oh goodie. Implied threat: I’ve been meaning to put a prince on my list of royalty killed.”
“HK-47 stop it! You can’t kill him! No matter how much he deserves it” Twilight tells HK-47. Blueblood by this point is fuming. “What did you just say? ‘No matter how much he deserves it’!? Who are you to judge me!? You are just a ‘common princess!’”
“Blueblood that is enough!” Princess Celestia yells at Blueblood “Get out! Get out now! This doesn’t concern you!” Before blueblood can complain, she uses her magic and throws him out of the room. Celestia then sits on her throne and lets out a great big sigh.
“Statement: I could help ease some of your troubles. I have found out that many nobles are quite pains in the-“ HK was cut off by Twilight, “HK! Don’t say things like that.” “Statement: *sigh* fine. Swearing protocols offline.” HK grudgingly replies.
“Twilight what is this……” Celestia asks, but hesitates trying to find the right word for HK “Machine. What is this machine?” Twilight was about to reply but HK cuts her off. “Query: Master can I answer for myself here? Since this involves me.” “Ok HK, I guess you can.” “Statement: Thank you master it is very much appreciated.”
Celestia looks at HK-47 and asks him a series of questions. “So…… HK, what are you?” “Statement: I am Hunter Killer 47, Or HK-47 for short. I am an assassin droid. Anyone that my master wants dead, she’ll send me out to kill them.” Celestia already looks horrified but she continues on. “Are you going to kill ponies here? And where did you come from? You obviously aren’t pony made.”
Twilights ears perked up when she heard that. Not ponymade? Then that means it isn’t from this world, since ponies have the most advanced technologies out of all the countries in Equesrtria. And it can’t be gryphon made, even though they are the most militarily advanced country, since Twilight hears they don’t have rave lights like they do here in Equestria.
“Statement: That is for time to tell. I only kill because my master wants some meatbag dead or my master is in danger. However I do not always have to kill ponies. I am capable of killing wookies, rodians, humans, twi’liks, ithorians, and even hutts and jedi. As where I came from….. That is a long story. I do not wish to tell my story more than once. Is there anyone else that should be around to hear this tale?” HK asks the princess
“Well I would assume Cadence and Shining Armor would need to hear this. Along with Luna. Oh and the other element bearers should hear this too.” Celestia says then gives off a big sigh. “And I guess my nephew will have to hear this as well. I think that’s everypony.”
“But princess,” Twilight says before Celestia cuts her off. “Twilight we’re both princesses now remember? You don’t need to address me as such. Celestia will be fine.” “OK…. Celestia.” She tries out. “Celestia, wouldn’t the other countries need to know about HK-47 as well?” “Statement: That would be unwise master. If this planet is anything like the other backwater planets I have been on, then at least one country would be highly aggressive of an unknown droid being introduced to the planet. They would probably declare war on this country to be rid of me. Query: By the way, what country am I on?”
“Twilight take him to your quarters and answer any questions he has while I go inform everypony that needs to know what is going on so they can come to Canterlot.” “OK Princess- erm I mean Celestia” Twilight says to her mentor, earning a smile and a giggle from Celestia.”
“Come on HK-47. Night is coming” Twilight tells HK. “Statement: Master it isn’t even close to being Nighttime. “ This earned a grin from Twilight. “Celestia can HK-47 watch the moon rising today?” “I’m sorry Twilight” Celestia tells Twilight. “The two of you will have to watch the moon rising from your quarters.” “Ok then. Goodbye Celestia” And with that Twilight and HK-47 head off to Twilight’s quarters.
“Query: Master what do you mean by watching the moon rise?” Twilight could only smile. “Come outside. You’ll see in a minute.” Reluctantly HK-47 followed Twilight outside onto the balcony. The sun was still high in the air.
Before HK can make a reply the sun suddenly took a huge drop from its position in the sky. The sun fell all the way down, past the mountains and the ground. Then as fast as the sun fell the moon has taken over the sun’s position. The moon is now where the sun used to be. The stars have now come out. Shining brightly in the night sky though HK can’t see them.
“Statement: This goes against everything I have been programmed to understand. No meatbag should have the power to move a moon much less a star. Not even the jedi and their force can do that.” HK says to no one in particular. “The force? Don’t you mean magic?” Twilight asks HK. But before HK can reply Twilight gives off a yawn. “Nevermind. We can talk about it tomorrow. Goodnight HK-47.”
“Very well master. I shall keep watch until morning. Droids don’t need sleep. Pleasant dreams master.”
Both of them walk back into the room and both take different positions. Twilight goes and lays in her bed while HK-47 took a corner in the room, charged his weapon, and stood absolutely still.
Sleep did not take Twilight easily. Her mind just couldn’t stop thinking about what happened earlier today. Who could blame her though? It’s not every day that you meet an advanced machine…. Erm droid, who is not only aggressive to anyone but her, but is NICE to her…. In a way.
When Twilight finally did fall asleep her thoughts were on whats going to happen tomorrow and the following week when the girls and her BBBFF and his wife come and meet it. Tommorow is going to be crazy indeed.
Lots of grammar errors, but still good.
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That is all.
HK-47, how i missed you. I like your idea of Love and have used it many times in psychology classroom, it made everyone shut up. thank you my old friend.
dem meat bags
Statement: Errors are present in this fiction.
Musing: I would have called this "MLP: Friendship is Meatbags"
Hesitant Statement: I am giving you an upvote, meatbag. Enjoy it.
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Statement: So it seems since i have been told multiple times
Query: Would you care to help me point them out so it doesn't happen again?
Musing statement: That actually sounds a lot better than the current title. Query: Can i use it?
Hmm I wonder how Twilight's friends and family are gonna react when they see she now owns a killer robot. Oh I can tell this is gonna be SO much fun.
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Chiding Answer: Of course you can use it. I haven't copyrighted it. Yet.
Statement: There are various capitalization errors throughout this text. These are simply mended by hiring a meatbag called a "Proofreader" to double check. This goes the same with other indentation, grammar, and spelling problems.
Reminder: The only good kind of "kill" is "overkill". Should an HK unit find it in his abilities to indirectly harm a meatbag, he should act upon it at whatever the cost.
I clearly do not know enough about Star Wars. I saw HK-47 and thought we were talking about some kind of weird German/Soviet firearm mashup.
Very well written
This is a good story keep it up
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HK-47 (as said in description) is from SW Knights of The Old Republic games. If you havens played them i highly recommend you do. they are absolutely great gamea
Fuck. Yes.
I loller'd
2788879 Pinkie will die undoubtedly
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That is if HK-47 doesn't shoot himself in the memory core first
I hate to say it, but if you played through the tutorial and the Peragus Mining facility in the second game, you would know that HK-47 was damaged in the tutorial. You find HK-47's bare frame in the same room that was welded shut in the tutorial, and at the end of said tutorial, the computer guide, states that there is "someone, or something, in the storage room (the room where you find HK-47 later on, as you are putting him together) It then shows a cut scene of the the door being opened from the inside, and an HK shaped figure walking out from the flames, but it doesn't show what color the droid is. Later on, in the Maintenance area of the mining facility, you find an HK-51. and multiple recording about said droid stating that he was found on the Ebon Hawk. Thus, it can be concluded that the HK-51 was responsible for the savage gutting of HK-47.
2788536 would you be referring to this? "Definition: 'Love' is making a shot to the knees of a target 120 kilometers away using an Aratech sniper rifle with a tri-light scope... Love is knowing your target, putting them in your targeting reticule, and together, achieving a singular purpose against statistically long odds."
―HK-47 KotOR II: The Sith Lords
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hell ya i do
ALL OF MY YES!
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huh...... never did complete the tutorial in TSL. thanks for that!
2793675 consider yourself educated
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Exclamation: Damn it master! I am not a brony!
2794210 Addendum: However, I will admit that Sweetie Belle is a dictionary.
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Expletive: Damn it, master, I am an assassination droid... not a dictionary!
2794253 It's fucking midnight and now I am playing KoTOR because I can't stop thinking about this. I am ashamed and elated that this is happening. My friend isn't very enthusiastic about this, though. Non-Force Sensitive Philistine...
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Statement: I am sorry master, for doing this.
Statement: I will have to view this datapad recording at a later time, as I am currently far too busy assassinating various meatbags across the galaxy.
Addendum: I could not help my curiosity, I simply had to investigate such an intriguing tale. The meatbags I am assigned to terminate will get to live just a bit longer.
Statement: My vocabulator cannot vocalize how much I enjoy this story.
Veiled Threat: If this ingenious work of fiction is not continued, I will be forced to 'terminate hostilities'.
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When I saw this I knew I had to read it. It's good and it's got potential.
I would like to offer you my services as an editor. If you would like them, just make a new copy of this story in google docs. and send me the link and I'll give it some polish.
seems rushed
There are a lot of mistakes, and I mean a LOT. I highly recommend putting this through one of the major editing groups, they will be able to fix the mistakes.
I foresee killings of many meatbags.
statement: this meatbag shall live. for now
while this story needs a lot of polish you captured HK perfectly so I have no choice but to read on.
I have to question celestia on why that BLOODY SNOB (blueblood) needs to know about HK's backstory
Also I can see HK asking blueblood if his blood really is blue
*laughing* I didn't know HK-47 had swearing protocols.