18 Normal, Weird, Horror
Lily - 18th of Midsummer ‘15 EoH - Afternoon
By ‘Weekend project’, Sky apparently meant ‘a week’. Not that I was complaining, I was getting far more than I asked for. However I had been hoping for even, lets just say, the sequencer far sooner. As it was, over the last week I had been working on a general use strength enhancement.
It’s rather hard to create a general use spell for Biomancy. It’s not the magic’s fault, but rather the extreme variations in individuals physiologies which make such things hard. For the most part, each spell has to be custom tailored to the person it will be used on. Which is why the simple twenty percent increase to raw strength my spell had in tests imparted to the test mice was more than satisfying to me.
If I could also work out a better endurance booster to go with it, I could probably instruct a few mages in the relatively simple spells in time to upgrade a few companies. But unfortunately there were problems. Two to be specific.
First, volunteers were not exactly chomping at the bit. I understood why, after all my magic was not exactly familiar to most ponies out there. Aside from Scootaloo, who doesn't count because I had helped her once before, I had only one volunteer. Sargent Night Watch.
He had decided to, and I quote, ‘show those cowards there’s nothing to fear from someone the Princess trusts to do a job.’ I was very grateful for his convictions and faith in his leader. So grateful I decided not to tell him that the spell might not work properly on ponies yet as I could only say for sure it worked on mice. So simply said I’d need to have him stay at the clinic for a few days in case of ‘complications’.
The second problem was Sky.
He wasn’t intentionally creating a problem, in fact he was still fixing my ‘no equipment problem. He just had not told me that he would be dropping by with a dozen of so changelings to install everything. Nor did he tell me that while working out his plans he had also included renovations to install things inside walls. And ceilings… And floors…
Which meant that at the moment, the entire building sounded like a construction site. Constant power tool shrieks, spells humming, and hammers pounding. That was my day today.
And I also had to take care of Night Watch today, because the only possible time he could spend three days off began today. He had to train some new recruits starting next week, so even if he wanted to ask for medical leave after today, it would be ‘morally irresponsible until they have finished basic.’
Soldiers… What is it about them and making very convincing arguments? Is ‘how to argue’ a part of modern military training? Because it seemed to be big a part of it.
“You don’t get it, kid.” Night said, leaning against one of the few walls which wasn’t currently being worked on. “Getting data on how much I can lift right now is pointless.”
“Nein!” I objected. “We need strong data based evidence to convince others that this-”
“No, we don’t,” Night sighed. “Maybe in Germaney ponies focus more on the numbers, but here? No, they need a good story. Besides, I’m not here for the strength, I can benchpress six tons. You won't help me much.”
I felt my face twist into a confused knot. “Then why the buck did you even-”
“Because I don’t show off my strength in full,” Night said in a calculating tone. “You zap me with your magic, get to see if it’s okay to use, fix the problems if it’s not, and then I go back to the barracks, crush some steel bars, and claim that’s all your doing. Then a ton of volunteers want your upgrade and your assignment is complete.”
“Oh, well that makes sense,” I mused brushing a hoof over my chin in thought. “But why do that for me? Just to show your peers up?”
He shook his head slowly. “No, because then you owe me a favor, right?”
Ah… Here we go.
I nodded slowly. “Ja, I suppose. What is it?”
“My son’s transgender,” Night mentioned. “He’s got a collar enchanted to make him look male, but his birthday is coming up and I heard through the grapevine that you could actually make his brain and body match. Seem fair?”
I started at Night for a few short moments, doing my best to give him that ‘thousand mile stare’ of a medical professional being coerced into doing something they would do anyways.
“Um… That’s a medically necessary procedure. I’d do it anyways,” I informed slowly.
“Yeah, sure… But would you let him detail everything he might like, or just swap bits around?” Night asked.
“Ah… So cosmetic changes und also a sex change. Okay, that’s a bit different. We have a deal,” I said holding my hoof out to shake and close the deal.
Night nodded and grabbed my hoof, shaking it, and also sending a shooting pain through my entire leg!
“Ah!” I yelped.
Night laughed and let go. “Sorry! I told you I didn’t need more strength. So, what do we do?”
There was no reason to hold hard feelings over a too-hard hoofshake. Even if I did feel a little urge to get even.
Shaking my hoof to get the throbbing pain out, I gave him a smile. “Just hold still. This one is easy.”
I reached for my magic, applying the simple spell in what Night Watch probably assumed was a Telekinetic boop. Aura flash on, aura flash off.
Night blinked, frowning slightly. “Did you flub it?” He asked curiously.
“No. It’s easy magic. I simply instructed your muscles to develop as if you had worked out for several years, und gave them the energy to change,” I explained.
“That fast?” He asked skeptically.
“Yes. I didn’t have to add anything to your body. The trick was working out how to apply the energy. Over the next few hours you should see a slight increase in muscle mass, und your existing muscles will be considerably strengthened.” I elaborated as I wrote down the time for science’s sake.
“Ah, so it’s sort of like combat charms,” Night mused. “Takes a while to kick in.”
“Ja. It’s much simpler to accelerate a natural process, und I want to teach others the spell.” I said raising my voice to be heard over the sound of a circular saw. “I made sure Sky doesn't mess with the room furthest down on the south side. Do you need me to show you where it is?”
Night shook his head, black mane rippling enough to make me wonder if he used mane gel to get it to flow like that. “No need, I instinctively map places I go to. You don’t get to be an old soldier without learning to keep a good head map.”
I nodded. “Okay, but at least let me walk you to the lobby. To make sure there are no immediate problems. I’ll check on you every few hours.”
Night nodded and fished his messenger gem out from his saddlebags. “You got one of these, kid?” He asked.
I shook my head no, and before I could talk he pulled a second one from his bag and tossed it to me. As I reflexively caught the small emerald sphere with my magic Night gently tapped his own gem to the one he had tossed to me and commanded, “Attune: Azur Lily.”
The two gems glowed dimly, and Night gestured for me to do something-
“Oh!” I exclaimed, realizing I had to repeat the command but for him. “Attune: Night Watch.”
The green gem’s glow intensified for a moment before vanishing, the magic having done it’s work.
“There you are, keep it. They run ten bits or so. It’s no loss to me and I keep a few extras on me to give to recruits anyways,” Night said giving me a smile. “Call anytime you get nervous and if a real problem occurs, I’ll call you.”
“Danke,” I thanked, opening the temporary office room’s door to walk Night to the lobby and instantly unleashing a deafening cacophony of noise.
Night flinched. “The hay is he setting up for you?” He asked as we walked down the hall.
“I have no idea. I asked for a list of biomantic equipment, und he comes back with it und also a ton of supplies und a work crew…” I muttered irritably.
“Sterilinade out!” A changeling’s voice shouted!
“Oh sweet Luna no!” Another’s voice screeched from off in the distance, just before a dull boom that sounded as if someone dropped the world’s largest saucepan, as it rang out through the hall.
Night and I glanced at eachother and sprinted towards the doors at the end of the hall, ready to check and see what part of the building had just collapsed!
“Bucking hell, Iriek!” Sky groan-shouted. “I told everyone not to use any sterilinades!”
“Why is atomically clean so itchy!?” Someone lamented.
“Because now all of us are lacking our outermost layer of skin!” Sky growled.
Night and I shared another glance. A glance of, ‘you know on second thought, how about no.’
Pushing the lobby door’s open, I let Night walk ahead of me, noting he went right for the staircase to get to his room. He did know where it was. Good.
A split second later I saw the door on the far side of the lobby open, Sky and six green shelled changelings tumbling out as if being poured from a container. A container filled to the brim with way too much lemony freshness!
Gagging on the super clean smell I called. “Was zum Teufel did you do to my dining room?”
“Can’t talk now!” Sky shouted, running up the stairs, workers hot on his hooves. “Must roll in dust. Too clean!”
I had just enough time to facehoof, groan, and decide to trot over to see what they had even done when the front door opened, the little bell Scoot’s friend Applebloom had made for my clinic jingling as the door struck it.
Turning to see who had entered, I blinked in surprise. I had expected one of the changelings working outside to come in due to the noise. I hadn’t expected Trixie to be back.
“Hallo, Miss Lulomoon. Is something wrong? Did a spell fail?” I asked walking over to her urgently, fearing the worst.
“Trixie’s last name is pronounced, ‘Lulamoon’,” Trixie corrected, straightening a pointed floppy peaked hat which matched her cape’s starry pattern as she closed the door behind her. “And Trixie is quite fine. In fact-”
Trixie reached under her cape and with a dramatic flourish produced a large canvas bag. Which she held up on the flat of her hoof as if reaching for a high cabinet, only for the bag to vanish as if it were never there! A heartbeat later, she reached behind my right ear and produced the bag, which I could now hear clinking as it moved.
It would have been impressive If I hadn’t seen her skill at illusion spells beforehoof.
“-she would like to do more business!” Trixie finished with a happy smile
I frowned in thought. While it would be nice to have more money, my living stipend was literally only enough to support myself after all, I wasn’t quite sure Trixie was safe to work on yet. It had been a week since I’d last worked on her, and nothing I had done was too major. And I did have the first attempt and augmenting Scootaloo’s Weather abilities to do later today… Although I could simply use a manabar...
I nodded slowly. “Well, if you are healthy enough to work on, I suppose we can make a deal. May I check?” I asked, looking Trixie over for any sign of medical problems that might be apparent.
“Trixie feels wonderful! She is certain she is fine, but go ahead and look. After all, Trixie is no doctor,” she admitted with a giggle.
“Did you just laugh at your previous injuries?” I asked with a grin as I gently probed her with my magic, checking for any signs of biomantic induced instability.
“Yes. Trixie no longer hurts when laying down, so she laughs at the old pain,” she confirmed, jingling the bag of coins in one hoof. “Trixie has four more of these. Princess Celestia is most generous with rewards it seems.”
I nodded. “Yes she definitely is. What did she reward you for, the information?”
Trixie nodded. “Yes, but Trixie also gave her a recipe for Blue Velvet Cake. Which got her an extra bag of bits.”
“Do you even know how many bits you have total?” I asked as my sweep neared its completion.
She nodded. “Nineteen thousand bits. Lyra said you would make her able to be bipedal for six thousand, so Trixie thinks she has more than enough to indulge in a few… Whims. And then reverse them later if she finds she dislikes them.”
Something about the way Trixie said whims made me raise an eyebrow suspiciously. Oh boy… What was it going to be?
“Well… You seem to be fit for more,” I said carefully as my sweep finished. “Let’s go into my temporary office and talk. I don’t have all day, I have an appointment in-” I quickly glanced up at the lobby’s clock, “an hour.”
“Oh…” Trixie frowned sadly. “Trixie was hoping for some major enhancements… And had an idea for improving her nopony to hug situation. What could Lily do for her in an hour?”
A major enhancement would definitely take more than an hour. As for the other thing… Probably less. Hay, maybe she just wanted a new face so she wouldn’t look like her fellow clones and wanted to be extra pretty. Please be that. Please don’t be something weird. Today was too stressful a day already to be something weird!
“I can probably do the small thing,” I said evenly. “But we should talk in private, there’s a work crew-”
“Whew!” Sky called from atop the stairs. “Much better… Oh, hey Trix. Gonna fight Twilight again? Can you push that back a few hours? Me and my crew are renovating this place and I’d like to-”
“Not yet,” Trixie replied in a pleased tone. “Trixie is still looking into renting a pair of airships for the occasion.”
Sky grinned ear to ear and walked past the two of us back into the dining room. “Well just put some adverts up a few days in advance. We could sell tickets. Right, everyone, back to work!”
Trixie and I stepped into the small non-work-in-progress room Night and I had occupied moments before just as the sounds of machinery fired back up.
“Sorry about the noise,” I sighed, leaning against the wall due to the lack of furniture. “So, what would you like?”
Trixie sat down, giving her cape a little pull with her magic so it fell across her rear legs like a skirt as she sat. “Trixie mentioned she likes both stallions and mares, yes?” She asked.
Oh boy… here it comes.
I shook my head. “Not to my memory… I’ll say upfront that while I will perform alterations for an individual's fetishes, it makes me a little uncomfortable and I will charge extra.”
“Trixie finds that fair enough, she charged more for private shows after all,” Trixie said before clearing her throat. “As she was saying, Trixie likes all sorts of ponies, but she keeps finding that those she finds the most pretty or kindest, always like the gender Trixie is not, be that stallion or mare. Trixie is…a bit lonely. This distresses her, so she came up with a solution!
“If Trixie had both gender’s parts, then nopony could object to her lack of the set they prefer, as she wouldn’t lack them. Therefore,Trixie would be able to get anypony she liked to snuggle!”
I almost laughed. Almost. As it was, my professionalism was able to contain everything but an amused squeak.
“Ms. Lulamoon, I think you will find that will drive off more ponies than it would attract,” I informed. “While most intersex ponies outwardly seem to have both sets, making such a look quite common, few ponies are attracted to them.”
Trixie nodded and gave me a coy smile. “Trixie understands. But she would still like to try. Maybe you are wrong.”
“Well… It might be different in Equestria,” I conceded, “but if I modified you that much, you would be stuck like that for at least a month. Also, gender dysphoria is a concern. If your body doesn't match to your self image you could become very depressed.”
“Trixie can simply hide the extra parts until you can remove them, if they bother her that is,” Trixie said dismissively. “Besides, she tried the look out before with illusions and rather likes it.”
I facehooved as she said ‘before’. “You have thought of this for a long time, haven't you?”
Trixie nodded, blushing lightly. “Yes… Trixie is… She… She needs somepony. Not just a friend. She’s seen couples and herds everywhere she’s been. The loving looks, the hugs, leaning up against one another as they walk. She needs that. So she wants to try her idea to get that in her life.”
I sighed. “Trixie, I understand wanting love. I have for years and years, but if you can use illusion to make yourself look like you have a stallions and a mare’s parts, then haven’t you used that before?”
She nodded. “Yes, Trixie has. It didn’t work, but she thinks that’s because she isn’t good at illusory smells and couldn’t duplicate the pheromones she would have.”
Buck! She had sound logic on her side. Smell is a very important part of gender, I wouldn’t be mistaken for a mare so often if I didn’t happen to smell like one. However, her plan was still dumb.
“Ms. Lulamoon, I have an ethical obligation to tell you I don’t think your idea will work,” I said as honestly as I could.
Her ears drooped sadly. “Please let Trixie try?”
I opened my mouth to say no. Trixie widened her eyes to pleading-puppy-dog size, lip trembling in genuine, barely contained sadness.
Buck! She genuinely believed that would help her. It wouldn’t. I knew it wouldn’t, not unless she got very lucky… But at the same time, sometimes a pony just had to learn for themselves.
“Oh, alright,” I sighed. “I’ll do it… For six thousand bits. And that will cover the removal whenever you want to be a regular mare again. But remember! With such a big change, I won't be able to work on you for a month. Are you sure you wouldn’t rather wait until tomorrow so I have the time to do the other things you wanted too?”
Trixie shook her head. “Trixie can wait a month to be faster, stronger, and more agile, as well as slightly taller. She would rather not wait another month before finally getting to go on a date.”
I bit my lip. She’d be doing that anyways.
“Trixie knows you think she will be anyways,” Trixie said slowly. “She’s glad you are looking out for her, but Trixie can accept the consequences of her own actions. She’s a big girl.”
“So when this fails, you won't be sad?” I asked seriously.
“No more than she is now. What does Trixie have to lose? Thirty more nights alone? That isn’t much,” she said in a very honest tone.
“Alright…” I sighed steeling myself for the job. The things I would do for money… “Fortunately for you, I’ve performed several sex changes for intersex individuals before. It won't be hard to reverse-”
“Can Trixie pick her sizes and shapes?” Trixie asked hopefully.
“Uh… Well… Yes… But I’d rather not-”
“Trixie can pay… An extra two thousand?” Trixie reminded with a small, shy, grin.
I facehooved again. “This is more than just a means to get a lover, isn’t it?”
“... Trixie is also curious about what it would feel like to be that…” She admitted, shyly looking up at the ceiling for a moment.
“Alright. Let’s do this.” Best to get the bad idea over with and get those bits put to use buying some beds for the observation rooms…
An hour later all of the details had been hammered out, and my spell finished. It had been an, experience, one I would rather not dwell on, primarily because helping somepony with a… Personal desire like that felt weird as heck to me. Now maybe if Scoots had wanted something in that more pleasure oriented vein done…
I shook my head. “Alright… It’s done. Everything’s hidden by your tail and legs from behind as you asked… I’m not sure if everything else is right, and no disrespect, but I’d rather not know.”
Trixie giggled, then wiggled her hips slightly. “This feels oddly comfortable… So, care to make a bet with Trixie? If she gets a date because of this, you owe her a free agility improvement!”
I snorted. “Pfft, deal!”
As Trixie and I shook on it, somepony knocked on the door. Assuming Sky had directed Scootaloo to the room, since she should be here now, I called, “come in dear!”
The door opened to reveal a short green shelled changeling with a long, slender needle like horn, and a pair of glowing green stripes along the edges of her shell. If I remembered correctly, that meant she was a harvester.
“Huh, well, good to know I can get a meal off you,” she joked, flashing me a grin. “But no, your marefriend is here. She and Sky got to talking, so I thought I would fetch yo-”
She trailed off as she noticed Trixie standing next to me, the bright spots in her eyes widening a little “-Uh, hi!”
I felt my heart fall a thousand meters. Trixie didn’t deserve to have weirded somepony out so soon! Literally the second she was able to live out her little fantasy-
“Hello! Trixie’s never met a changeling before, or, so she thinks,” Trixie said, returning the bugpony’s smile. “Are they all as shiny as you are?”
“No, not all of us, I buff my exoskeleton with metal polish. Are you here for gender stuff?” She asked, frowning slightly.
I watched Trixie’s nod, her eyes shrank a little, seeming to also lose a little color. Wow… Seconds. Literally seconds. I would have said ‘this is why I didn’t want to do it, Trixie’ but that would only twist the kni-
“‘Cuz you’re very pretty as you are,” the changeling added.
What?!
My eyes almost popped out of my head in shock.
Trixie broke out in the biggest grin ever.
“In fact, if you have a few hours to spare, would you mind letting me learn your shape? I wouldn’t mind looking like that sometimes! It’s neat, and interesting,” the changeling asked.
“Trixie would love to! Just let her pay for her newest features and she will happily let you do that!” Trixie exclaimed, as she conjured a bag of bits with a dramatic flourish and held it out to me with a hoof.
“Trixie told you so!” She exclaimed, sticking her tongue out at me as I took the bag, doing my best to ignore the unbearable waves of smugness rippling off the icy colored mare.
“This would never happen again in a billion years…” I muttered. Then a thought occurred to me, and I turned to look at the short changeling. “The two of you set this up, didn’t you?”
She shook her head. “No. I’ve never seen her before… Which sucks. So, Trixie right? Did you mean to imply you came here to become dual gendered? Because that’s pretty cool. I’ve shifted like that a few times to try it out. It can be pretty fun, but I prefer being pure female.”
Trixie nodded and eagerly headed for the door, “Trixie did! And she just won her bet that somepony would find her attractive because of it! Er, what is your name?”
“It’s Ayna, or if you can’t pronounce that my full name translates to Scrap Wizard,” Anya said as the two trotted down the hall.
I groaned and slid down to rest on my haunches and cradle my head in my hooves. Today was not shaping up to be my day. Like, at all. Do some work that’s a bit weird for me, instantly lose a bet… I should call Night Watch and make sure he hadn’t caught fire or anyt-
“Motherbucking son of a centaur!” I shouted angrily!
No duh a changeling would find that particular thing attractive! They can change their own biology at will however they like. Of course they would like weird things! Simple overexposure would mean the more exotic something was the more interesting it would therefore be to them. The bet was lost from the beginning, and Trixie had to have known that! That sneaky magician stacked the deck to get a free upgrade she wanted by getting something kinky she wanted to try out!
“That magnificent bastard!” I grumbled.
She was keeping that stallionhood! Buck it! That’s the price for rigging the game like that. My eternal spite on that one area!
“Uh, something wrong?” Scootaloo asked from the doorway.
I looked up to see my favorite pony looking at me with concerned eyes.
I nodded. “Ja… Trixie just pulled one over on me is all.”
Scootaloo walked in and closed the door with a wing. “Want to talk about it?” She asked gently.
“Nein… Nein… I won’t be a foal over it. I’ll just be more careful in the future… And also probably less accommodating of ponies wanting fetish upgrades…” I grumbled.
“Wait, what did she want?” Scoots asked curiously.
I blinked in surprise. I’d expected her to ask suspiciously, not curiously.
“Uh, you're not mad that I did something of that nature?” I asked in confusion.
“Nope. Hon, your shop’s right next to the Red Light district. You’re going to get a lot of ponies wanting stuff like that. It’s just business… But if you ever sleep with a client, well, that’s when I’ll be upset,” Scoots informed through narrowed in seriousness eyes.
“Noted… And why Would I? I have you,” I said giving her a smile, before frowning. “Und I would like to keep it that way… Are you sure you want to do this still? We can back out now.”
“I’m sure. Besides, do you want the last thing you did at work today to be whatever it was she wanted?” Scoots asked.
I grimaced and shook my head. “Nein!”
“Then let’s do it!” Scoots said with a big grin.
“I’d love to, but my brother might walk in,” I joked, hoping to stall long enough for her to change her mind.
Scootaloo giggled, leaned forwards and hugged me tightly to her barrel. “Come on hon, we can do that too, but later. Right now, let’s give me not-hurt-self-using-weather-powers powers!”
Right. She’d had a small stroke last time. This was as much for her safety as it was for protecting Ponyville…
“Okay,” I said solemnly. “Stand in the center of the room, please.”
As she moved into the center of the room, I fetched the scroll I had prepared from the top of the room’s desk and moved to her side. “Alright, I’m going to check to see if it’s safe to work on you first.”
As she nodded, I reached out with my magic and connected with her as gently as I possibly could. Having worked on her so recently and so drastically, even the simple act of directly probing her could lead to issues.
I spent longer than I needed to checking. Everything about her seemed to be in good health. My fix for her wings was taking nicely, no signs of degradation or cancer in her where older parts had been replaced. My magic still worked at replacing parts of her, and I could see a ton of Twilight’s magic as well, following mine and sort of supporting it.
That was odd, but it didn’t seem to be hurting anything. Quite the contrary, it seemed to be helping. Maybe that explained her absurd weather powers. If so, it would mean the scroll I had prepared using her genome from last time would work better than I had hoped.
“You seem to be fine… Are you sure you don’t want to back out?” I asked one last time.
She shook her head. “No. You said earlier that nopony else was volunteering. If I’m the only one, then I can’t back down.”
“Okay,” I sighed. “If this hurts tell me an I’ll stop immediately.”
As she nodded I slowly focused my magic, targeting the most stable areas of her body as I got ready to activate the scroll.
I gulped nervously.
I felt my heart twitch in fear.
I focused, built the delivery lines, anchored them, checked the flow. I took a deep breath to make sure I was working completely calmly, and activated the scroll.
The magic burned along the delivery lines, sinking into muscle and bone, quickly making the slight adjustments I had planned out. She drank in the magic greedily, as if her body needed it. I almost stopped casting as Twilight’s residual magic flared, but kept going as I noticed it went to help fuel the transformation I was guiding.
Then, seemingly too quickly, it was done. My magic’s blue glow faded, leaving Scootaloo standing freely in the middle of the room.
I let out a long breath as she turned and smiled at me. “Do you feel alright?” I asked. “Nothing burns?”
She shook her head. “Nope! Everything feels great, the headaches are even g-”
Scootaloo stopped speaking mid sentence. All of her muscles sized and cramped in unison. She toppled sideways. I dove with a cry of pure fear, catching her as she fell. To my horror, as I held her her muscles started to degenerate! Withering away like a plant in an oven!
“Nein! Nein! Nein! Ficken nein!” I shrieked.
I couldn’t tell if my heart was beating. I didn’t know if I was breathing. All I knew is that she was dying horribly, and it was all my fault!
I couldn’t think. All I could do was feel. Feel as I threw every single ounce of magic I had left at her with nothing behind it but all of the anger, self-loathing, fear, and desperation within my heart.
I don’t know how long my spell lasted. I didn’t know what it was even doing as the blue energy crackled over her rigid body. But just as I felt the last drop of magic leave me, the withering death stopped.
As my own vision started to dim from exhaustion and mana burn, I saw her muscles start to heal themselves. As I collapsed I could only hope they would heal enough.
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"I'm setting up everything..."
"What do you mean everything?"
"EVERYTHING!!!"
0-0 ... huh.... whelp all for love and all GO TRIXE!!!
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7067088 Heh, it's a nod to the Alpha timeline. Also my version of Trixie is prone to nieve and bad ideas.
Lily, you have a bad habit of exhausting your magic.
7067091 Yeah, she should get more of the stuff. There's gotta be a bulk shop for it someplace.
7067089 if she was Human id say she would fit right in. Cause if i were too describe Humanity in three words it would be Dreamers, Stupid, Eccentric...
7067098 Hey, a stupid eccentric dreamer can do a lot! Just look at Nickoli Tesla :D
Wow, so many of these crazy ponies have... odd fetishes... (but then in a world where mares outnumber the stallions by a fair amount, it would only make sense. Unless more of them wanted to form a herd but still...)
Great chapter as always, and that conniving Trixie, almost too smart for her own good. hehe
7067099 Ah a brilliant man Tesla only really appreciated after his death though... There also this lovable eccentric man too Norton I, Emperor of the United States found out about him through the Sandman Comics.
7067100 Yeah. In my AU there are about 4 mares to a stallion. And Trixie is far from the only pony to turn to magic for that particular thing, for that exact reason. In fact, some ponies are just born like that, as centuries of potion use for adult fun has artificially created an almost common third gender. Something like 1 in 30.
7067109 Poor Norton... If only his Antivirus worked better, he'd be respected more.
7067110
I guess that is one of the problems living in a world of magic, it changes ponies in ways they might not 'want' exactly to be permanent. That does sound about right too. I think there are 3 or 4 males in Apple Bloom/Scoots/Sweetie Bells class? and around 12? ponies total so going on just that it would make the odds the same...
(Then we have our adult ponies, heh how many stallions are even in Ponyville that we know of?)
7067120 When building my AU I looked at the population as we see on screen. Noting the shortage of stallions, and knowing horses as I do, I concluded that if they did not do herds (and they dont seem to) that most females are probably bi or gay. Then later I decided that herds would make seance, and included them as a rare thing, based on an orientation where individuals genuinely want need and equally love multiple individuals at once. If any species could do 4 loved ones they live with at once, it would be the scocial gods that are ponies.
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That makes sense to me. (heh and those lucky(or would it be poor? I guess it depends on the mares. :P) Stallions with SO many possible options! :P) But I am just glad that since it is foremost a 'kids show' we probably won't see such couples. (Probably even very few mare/stallion couples that are just dating/not already married.) My best friend has high hopes that we will have a season that skips ahead a few years and has the mane six married with kids. But I don't know, I just don't see it happening.
7067133 We will never see the M6 married sadly... But at least er have the Cakes! And Lyra and Bonbon appeared on Hasbro's official valentines cards in obvious couple pose, so while not expressly said with words, we have them too.
Okay. Meep, if you kill off Scootaloo or Lily, there will be so much hell to pay that there are not enough fictional depictions of hell in existence to cover it.
7067137 When I kill off a character, it will be done with honor and dignity. Much like how this was com to think of it.
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Yeah I keep telling her that but she still hopes. *shrugs* Really? Hmm must be from a different set of Vday cards than I got, as mine only feature the mane six. (I got one for my collection hehe not to hand out or anything.:P)
But yeah at least we have the Cakes, and they have all but said it bluntly that they are a couple(Bonbon and Lyra). (Just 'really really good friends') but then being who the 'target' audience is and the way the world is I doubt they will come out and outright say they are a lesbian couple.
Very nice though I'm beginning to laoth cliffhangers. Glad Lilly was able to stop the degradation of Scootaloo's muscles. It's interesting that even a residue of Twilight's magic is in Scootaloo. I'm sure Twilight was very careful that she didn't over power or under power the spell. Why did Lilly risk it after cautioning and warning so many people about not overdoing it
7067145 Well, Legend of Kora did it so Hasbro wouldn't be gay animated couple cherry poping. People who object to gay people strong enough to cause outrage already dont watch the shoe because it's got magic but no Yaway... SO yeah. Come on Hasbro! Show us best background pones on a nice anavercery date ^>^
7067155 I'll ease off on the hangers, no worries mate. As for why Lily did it, he's very easily talked into things by people he respects.
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True they wouldn't be the first in that matter, but then Nickelodeon didn't let them air the latter half of the series on air, it was all online? That might be the reason they were able to get away with it? *shrugs* I wouldn't entirely disapprove of it (being that because of the population of the pony world it only makes sense) but I do know others who would ragequit the show for something as little as that. (which is sad.)
7067159 Yeah... It's a bit sad. Love is love and we are all different. Who cares who someone else likes to bed?
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Especially if it doesn't really effect you. I mean, if it was one or two of the main six I could see that being a bit more controversial, but two background ponies who are rarely a big part of the show? Why worry when it will not be seen much? And just... we might all love to live in the world of Equestria, heh but alas in reality we don't so...
(Heh that does give me an interesting idea for a story though. Though it seems most of my ideas revolve around Discord and portals...)
7067175 Discord's Portal Delivery Service - WARNING: Package Received may not be the package sent... or a package.
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Exactly! Ah gotta love that about Discord, and the confirmation that he can open portals(though that other puppet world was well... pretty creepy?) so it can be canon that that is in his power. :P
Otiluke's Irresistible Boop
Wall of Boop
Power Word: Boop
Tasha's Hideous Uncontrollable Boop
Sterilinade? Cleaning ordnance?
Also, "Scrap Wizard" is an awesome name.
7067186 It's also basically cannon that he's legit the Q. Faust admitted to basing him off Q in all but appearance, Gene Roddenberry's estate has said they are fine with it being Q if Hasbro every admits it... And yeah that's totally Q... I like to think between vanishes while teleporting arround to screw with Twilight he's off doing this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VBTRp80Q64U
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Ray of Enboopelment
Edwards Black Boopicals
Magic Boople
Hey, how many times have you wanted to just toss a bomb into a messy room instead of cleaning it? Why not a bomb that cleans things up?
Thanks! I worked hard on it ^>^
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Oh yes! hehe I can totally see Discord acting like that! Hmm never heard of him being based on that character. (At least I don't 'think' I have...) But it would make sense! hehe
7067200 It's from an interview with Lauren Faust from just after season 2 finished... I think. But yeah, it's even the same magic snap and flash... Also the same actor XD
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True I was thinking that while watching. John De Lancey I think right? Wow he looks so much younger on there(but then that show was a few years ago...) Hmm should try to find that...
7067213 Well yeah that was like 30 years back. The title is Star Trek the Next Generation. Q also appears in many episodes of Star Trek Voyager as well.
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Yeaaah so quite some time ago. :P Ahh isn't is amazing seeing how our favorite actors have grown/changed over the years? Especially if they have been acting a good part of their lives.
7067216 Especially Patric Stewart and Jonny Depp... Dudes look immortal!
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*nods* Especially guys like them! I mean, how do they do it right? :P
7067197 Mordenkainen's Faithful Boop
Boop Summoning VII
Tenser's Booping Disc
Booping Hands [insert Lyra smiley]
Boop, 10' Radius
Okay I'm done now.
So wait, will a sterilinade actually tidy up my room for me? Or just make the mess very very clean?
Also, poor Scoots. She was almost chicken jerky!
7067233 It would tidy the room up as well. Its a technoarcane device.
7067158 hopefully Lilly won't pay too heavily for this mistake nor Scootaloo. Lilly needs to remember her lessons and that they are there for a reason
Sterilinade?! I think someone might want to remind Sky that ordnance is not typically a cleaning tool, and even special ordnance probably shouldn't be used indoors or near friendlies.
Yup, and looks like someone forgot to practice fire safety, because that is blue on blue.
Oh dear....looks like there's a new flavor of cake binge in the near future.
lmao Oh Trixie....well, here's hoping that your innocence begets you some happiness.
ha That didn't take long. Still, some interest does not a date (or special someone to snuggle with) make.
Interesting....leaves me wondering if Lily just hasn't studied alicorn magic, because of no opportunities, and that's normal.....or if it's a reaction to the artificial genome that Scoots was designed around.
Too soon to work again? Something major happened at any rate. Damn you, cliffhanger!!
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Rest assured it will. Some of the time.
Also, there has been no opportunity to study Alicorn magic, and that stuff dose work very differently for standard magic.
Loved Trixie on this chapter.
Should have suspected something like this would happen, things were going way too smoothly.
It's kind of funny, I'm having a hard time not picturing Lily's place as an expanded take on my sister's medical office.
Now that bodes well for a fairly awesome facility in the near future.
Makes for an easily fulfilled bargain, at least.
Yeah, that's definitely a construction project to stay away from.
So, the problem is that Trixie keeps falling for straight mares and gay stallions? If so, going hermaphrodite seems way less likely to work than just continuing to look for someone with a compatible orientation.
Also, the timing of this seems like a bad idea considering that one more day would have meant all the other upgrades would have gone in at the same time.
Yeah, figures. I suppose that also explains the timing question, though that part still seems like a bad idea even taking into consideration the free upgrade credit from the planned bet. A month is long time, many things can happen.
Well, that didn't go as planned. But, at least Scoots is healing back up, though into what is still in question. And seriously, time to stop making Scootaloo changes, aren't we batting zero out of a thousand on the procedure going well?
has someone been watching veritasium?
Even with word of God on the contraire, and myself recognizing it as cliché, I still want aliscoots. Sue me =p
Trixie be kinky. Good Trixie! Now make that cuteling happy, will you?
So.... When does the next part come? WE NEED MOAR!!!
Lily at the end:
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I write Trixie as intelegent... but nieve and ignorant about many things. Hence this scene from a short bit I did. *Trixie attends Grand Galloping Gala in a french maid's outfit* Rarity "Uh, Trixie, that's not an appropriate dress for this occasion." Trixie, "Yes it is. Trixie asked for a dress fit for a maid. She has not yet had sex, and thus, is a maid, and should dress appropriately at formal events." Rarity *facehoofs* "Trixie, that dress is for a maid, as in, cleaning staff. Not Maiden." Trixie "Oh. Well, Trixie likes it anyways!"
Eyup.
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That is funny XD
While taking measerments of the building to see how big stuff can be made...
Pinkie: "Triggie! There's a whole epic basement lab!"
Sky: "So there is... But this hidden entrance sucks! We have some carpenters... I should fix this... and those walls... and this floor is dry rotted..."
Beta Universe's Trixie is intelligent, but nieve about a lot of things, prone to oddball logic, and thus has bad ideas more often than not. Then on top of that, she's so self confident that she will refuse to believe something wont work until she's tried it.
I agree that the whole thing was stupid, but I'm not one to stop my characters from being idiots.
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I'm unemploied. I live on youtube. I see all of it. Every day.
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What if I told you, that I have something cooler in mind?
I assure you she will. Repeatedly.
Pritty soon.