Chapter 17
Your mind feels like a little puddle of oil floating on an immense, blue-and-black sea. The waves flow in from every direction against nature, forcing you to stick together, keeping your mind from being dissolved in her immortal existence. But though you may not disappear entirely, you are, right now, a part of her.
You are Luna, Princess of the Night and co-ruler of Equestria. You find yourself standing on four pony hooves in a wet, cold cave with only the horns of the unicorns illuminating the place and revealing the decayed webbing and chunks of biological glue strung about, indicating it to be the former home of a large insect race. You see her... your(?) little ponies huddling closely to one another, reverting to their herd mentality when faced with a situation they struggle to adapt to.
Understanding starts to drip into the oil puddle that makes up the tiny human mind swimming in Luna's immortality. Information. Every single thing you learn hurts and takes the puddle one step closer to disintegration, but you know that imbuing that puddle with this knowledge is of the utmost importance, for that puddle is your one chance of escape, the variable that your enemy could never have predicted.
The Changelings are an insectoid branch of the equine race.
They are protected by a nigh impenetrable chitin armor.
They feed on other ponies' love without consent.
They need love as fire needs wood.
They are shapeshifters, and expert liars.
They are most likely to take the appearance of someone with a devoted partner or followers.
You see images flashing through your mind - the ferocious Changelings descending on Canterlot like angry wasps, a white stallion with a mane of various shades of blue, familiar lime green eyes and a dopey grin on his face.
The Queen with the crooked horn, standing over you with a victorious smirk, her seaweed-like mane flowing down her face and covering her right eye. Her hoof, riddled with holes, rises to strike down on you…
"SHIT!"
At the last second, you roll out from under Chrysalis' hoof, which rams into the ground, leaving a noticeable dent in the earth. You gasp as you can suddenly sense the bizarrely hot rain pouring down on the two of you, the grass underneath your feet and the stifling lack of air. You're back in your own human body, and not a moment too soon.
Chrysalis' horn lights up and your throat glows green, but is unharmed. Visibly confounded, she speaks, and her voice sounds completely different to the high-pitched horse-like sounds made by your friends. Instead, clicking and sawing sounds emerge from the Changeling Queen's throat, bringing to mind gross, overgrown crickets and spiders. You back away and desperately look around for anything resembling a weapon, but can see nothing apart from giant trees and feeble bushes. Meanwhile, the Queen lowers her head and charges at you like a fierce bull.
You barely dodge her and grab ahold of her horn, which starts flickering erratically with green energy. Chrysalis flails around on her hind hooves, trying to turn around and gut punch you, but you grip onto her horn, inadvertently pulling you onto the Changeling Queen's back. You force your knees against her sides as tight as possible to not be thrown off as Chrysalis bolts.
"Whoa-hoa! Whoa!"
And there you are, riding your first pony through the countryside.
For about 10 seconds.
Chrysalis throws her head back, knocking you on the nose, and causing you to slip off and fall onto the sharp pebbles on what used to be the town centre. "Aooowww... pretty sure I'm never having kids now..." you groan, holding your tortured balls. Before she can poke some holes in you as well, however, you thrust up your foot and slam it straight into her jaw, which makes her howl in pain and gives you the time to get up and run, dodging the eggs as best you can. As you run past them, you can feel the sweltering heat that they emanate even in what feels like molten lava pouring down incessantly from the clouds.
Must be close to hatching.
Chrysalis spits out a tooth and pursues you. Using her magic, she piles the eggs around to form a barrier preventing you from getting past the town line. You turn around to see her walking towards you slowly and chuckling, clearly eager to take as much pleasure from killing you as possible.
"Okay... alright..." you growl at her. "Fuck, this is gonna hurt."
Giving up any notion of holding back, you lunge at the bugpony, whose thin, malnourished form collapses under the sudden pressure. The two of you roll on the muddy ground, your arms clamped around the wriggling Changeling and your teeth biting into her exposed, soft neck as hard as you can. Chrysalis screeches in pain and bucks you in the stomach with her hind hooves. While you gasp for air on the ground, she gallops off and you're left lying in the middle of the town square, the near-boiling hot rain splattering uncomfortably on you.
Oh, it hurt.
You throw up, cleaning your mouth of a glob of slimy Changeling blood as well as all the treats you enjoyed this morning. Rubbing your mouth clean, you peel off a chunk of dried blood from your upper lip. That mental contact must've done quite a number on me. Shit, I'm not gonna have an aneurysm, am I? "Fucking hell..."
You get to your feet, feeling the ugly bruise swelling up on your chest. "Owwwww... ow, fuck. Fuck-fuck-fuck..."
As you slowly stagger towards the sweets shop through all the eggs, you see that that all the windows are strangely covered up with curtains and there's no sign of life to be seen. How long was I out anyway?
You make your way to the backdoor, only to find it locked up so you start rapping on the door. "Hey! Let me in! HEY!" Becoming increasingly upset, you start pounding. "HEY! OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR! COME ON!"
No response. You plod to the front door, only to find the same result. The door was shut and when you pressed your ear against it, you could hear no sounds coming from within the shop.
You eye a loose brick on the stairs leading up to the main door and after a bit of a struggle, dislodge it. "OPEN THE DAMN DOOR OR I'LL... oh yeah, no English." You shake your head and, praying that the shield only works one-way, toss the brick at the window right of the door. Thankfully, it smashes right through and you're able to snake your arm in-between the broken glass and unlatch the window. When you pull your arm back, however, your victory makes you just careless enough to scrape it against the still-hanging shards, leaving an ugly red gash bleeding out like nobody's business.
"FUUUUU-UUUCK!"
You pull the window open and carefully step in, but no care in the world could account for all the minuscule bits of glass that tear little scratches all over your leg on your first step alone, or the rather larger shard that digs into your right sole. "Shit!" you whine and cry a little involuntarily. Limping heavily into the shop and dripping rainwater, blood and sweat everywhere, you find most of the ponies asleep, no doubt from the absolutely stifling atmosphere.
The fillies were resting on a mattress in front of the counter, and the apple farmer's girlfriend was with them. Behind the counter, Cupcake and Other Cake are snoring too, with the pudgy blue mare's head resting comfortably on the orange stallion's shoulder. Minty Fresh and Curly are still sitting behind tables, their chins on their hooves and their others hooves touching together. It would've been a sweet sight, had it not been for the fact that all eight ponies were glowing green and, judging from the fact that they couldn't hear you smash in, in a magically induced sleep.
But where's the-?
Sharply, your mind is disconnected from your body. Vaguely, you realise that you're collapsing onto the floor and a blurry, giant red shape hangs over you. Are you moving now? It's almost like sleep paralysis. You try to talk, but you're not sure if anything's coming out of your mouth or not. It occurs to you that the scenery has changed. You're moving now... are those stairs? Why does my head hurt?
Even that semblance of vision is lost as you're sent rolling down the stairs, turning your vision into a whirlpool until you finally hit your nose against a painfully hard, but blissfully cool concrete floor and black out completely.
Got a bit of action in there! So who's shipping Anon x Chrysalis? Just me? Ok...
Next chapter we come to the end of this little adventure and resume regular fluff for a while. Some ponies haven't got their ear scritches and coochie-coos yet and are getting awfully grumpy... 
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This chapter...what?
And here we see homo anonymous proving that lack of usual natural weapons does not make a human harmless in melee combat.
Also let's hope Chrissy gets that bite looked over, there are VERY few things with a bite more infectious than ours
OK.... so.... Weird Ponyville-not-Ponyville with strange (Changeling?) eggs and Chrysalis... No clue why any of this is happening or if any of it is even real or just a magical hallucination/dream.
So it started in Luna's perspective, then switched?
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Anon was sharing Luna's perception, she was trying to give him information. Either she's trapped here and needs his help or something we'll find out later.
Interesting.
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My thoughts exactly.
This is a giant "what" and it makes no sense.
Good use of RLM though.
Read this chapter. Had similar reactions to the others.
Re-read the last chapter. Understood it. Mostly.
Read this chapter again. Still really confused.
What. Just, what.
Hey, i ship them too
Hm..first date with Chrysalis went better than expected. Usually you don't mud-wrestle in the nude until the fourth or fifth month. Biting is often seven or more.
Things that don't make sense if this is really happening:
I'm pretty sure that Chrysalis has trapped all of Ponyville in a sort of quasi-dream state to steal love on Hearts and Hooves Day. Anon has partial immunity due to being not from around here. He's inside the not-dream, but hasn't been subdued like all the minds represented by "eggs".
I'm glossing over the details and there's some holes in the idea. But the other explanations I've come up with have bigger holes.
Grugg think Anon should use big rock on big bug.
I'm as confused as everyone else but I like it. Reading this in bed half asleep and not completely in my right mind, it feels pleasantly trippy and a little scary
lolwut?
Uh, if he found a brick on the ground, he should have also found something else to clear away the broken glass from the frame.
Like, I get that he doesn't understand what's happening, or going on, but with the minimal details and internal thoughts that you gave, it leaves most of us confused and this feeling fairly rushed. The shared vision thing with Luna was okay, but there could be a lot more after that, to help immerse us readers into what he's thinking, feeling, doing right now, especially during the brawl with Chryssi, and then wandering back to the bakery.
What I imagined;
I'm confused like every one else. we need more context and from what i can tell, you hid all the major plot points from us in between this chapter and the last. where is the drive/reason for the changelings to show up, when and how did our resident human come to be in having a shared vision with luna, what caused that shared vision was it luna herself? why does our human instantly know everything about the changelings enough to tell when they are without a doubt malnourished(as mentioned when describing Chryssi). It's definitely being rushed and you need more filler to properly set the scene and pace. because while you know everything about your story, we don't. its your job to give us the info/plot points through the writing and managed to forget approximately 80% of the important stuff. and i know i might sound like i'm coming of as rude, Which isn't my intention, but you've got something good going on with this mini-Arc, But its quickly turning bad because of the aforementioned and i had seeing good writing get ruined. so i hope this helps in some way.
(P.S: i totally ship everyone with Chrysalis Because Chryssi is best bug pone.)
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Anon X chrysalis? I’d ship that.
Chrysalis as the human's pet would be fantastic, and should definitely happen.
You LIED to me!!
Um... The picture in the authors notes don't work
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that's odd, I can clearly see it
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I'm getting the image 0xp 0xp thing
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I think it depends on the browser you're using. I logged out and tried it on Chrome and Internet Explorer, it wouldn't work only in the latter.
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I'm on crome but I'm also currently on my phone
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Me too.
That aside, to everyone confused, I think that was the author's intent. We don't know what's happening, because our dear rezident Homo Anonymus doesn't know himself. Imagine his situation. He get's out of containment. Luna senses this and tries to warn him in a way which he would understand and wouldn't completely fry his brain (which we know since they already met in dreams), just as he is about to get attacked. I also feel this might cost luna significant energy, hence why she was nowhere to be seen during the attack on Canterlot.
I'm not saying this chapter could not have been written better, but considering RushyFiction probably went for "Wait wtf did just happen" vibe for the chapter, I'd say he's done a pretty good job. We were simply hit with an action hammer out of nowhere, going 0-60MPH in 1.8 sec...
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I went and replaced the picture, is it alright now?
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yes iyt is
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It was one loose brick. One. He doesn't have a crowbar or Schwarzenegger muscles to break another one loose. Sure, maybe he could've gone back and broken a branch or something, but in the heat of the moment, you know. And it's not like he could've avoided the glass on the floor anyway, not without shoes.
Same goes with his thoughts coming back. He's still recovering from fighting Chrysalis + mental contact with Luna, so his mind isn't exactly sharp as an arrow right now. All he's thinking about is getting to a place of safety. There will be plenty of time to work over what exactly has happened in the next chapter.
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You're probably the closest on the mark of all the comments so far. Me, I've got my popcorn and a comfy chair.
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Most of the points you brought up will be answered in due course, but I'd like to say that I specifically mentioned Chrysalis's neck was soft was because it was a vulnerable point in the chitin armor("nigh impenetrable" meaning almost impenetrable). After all, it wouldn't make much sense for her to be able to move her neck that much if the chitin included it(chitin being a hard shell, not something like chainmail or rubber). Most bugs have their soft spots.
I was following the plot but now I confused. Why is Anon suddenly in this weird land where all the buildings except sugar cube corner are gone? But now they're back?!
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The land hasn't changed, it's just that all the ponies and everything they've made are gone due to magic. And they haven't returned.
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Hardly. I promised there would be no 'epic' storyline. But I said nothing about mindblowing ones.
Nah, in all seriousness, this was an experiment and one I will learn from.
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That's fair. Not much to be done with glass on the ground, like you said, but I still think he should have done a little something to prevent him from goring himself up, but "heat of the moment" situations can make us do irrational things, so sure.
Also to be honest, I'm okay with this kinda "suspenseful story twist" going on, as much as many other readers don't. I just felt like there was a lot of potential for the character to be noticing things, questioning further, reflecting more on what's going on, what he just did, and why was the bakery closed up. We'll see in the next chapter, I suppose.
Totally ship them!
As for that little fight... Nothing like some tough love, m'I right?
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The quality of this fic dropped way down after chapter 16. Please go back to how you were writing before.
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There'll be one more chapter to close this arc up, after that I'll course-correct.
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Also don't do pictures in the middle of the story. It's really disorienting and takes away immersion.
Next up: anon detoxes from Pinkie's cookie!
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wouldn't that be a twist?
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It's currently slated at 21 percent possibility. Not as high as the most boring changeling orgy ever though...
O damn... What a day... No Changling cuddlng for the human
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What do you mean? That was some very aggressive cuddling, right there... ;]
I got zero Anon x Chrysilys feels from that. I was really surprised and confused to find that comment
Well Chryssy's Scratches and cuddle privileges are REVOKED.
Double the boops for Cutie and Sweetheart
No cuddles or snuggels for the human or Changeling?
That is sad
This confuse the he!I out of me.It really did hard to understand what's going on
Yeah I don't get what's happening