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Cult of Chrysalis


I like Changelings. Yes even the new colorful ones...

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Always found it weird that the only changeling protectorate to get content ingame was Manehattan. This story has my interest.

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You know, only Manehattan get ELF content but after seeing this story I really want a Communist ELF uprising in the austral protectorate

Definitely should have had a focus tree, nice to see it get some fic content.

It was cursed, Larynx thought, This whole region is cursed, why was I placed in charge of it?!

Did he happen to piss off Trimmel one time too often?

He sighed, staring upward as he contemplated just running off, he was a changeling after all, he can just turn into any pony, griffon, or whoever else.

His chance of surviving Queen Chrysalis' ire is probably even higher that surviving this mess...

Larynx stopped reading the titles, she always seems to add more and more titles with each letter.

It won't be long until her list of titles becomes longer than the actual letter, right?

"A MILLION UNITS OF LOVE?!" Larynx screamed, his smile finally breaking, Hanx pulling out his submachine on reflex, staring around in a panic before realizing the situation.

Larynx: "That's more love than there even is in this region!"

The 'Claw' froze in place, before glaring at Larynx and practically headbutting him. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US THE QUEEN SENT A DECREE?!"
"I WAS- I was getting to that."

Larynx: "A certain someone however just walked in, kept interrupting me and made scene."
Sphecidae: "Which worthless grub are you talking about?! Whoever it is, I swear I will tear him or her apart!"

The region is filled with die hard resistance fighters, communists that hate the monarchy that the changelings are built upon, anarchists that just plain hate the state that the changelings brought, and bat-ponies who hate anyone that isn't them.

Is there anyone native in that region who does not feel hate for poor Larynx?


Good chapter!
I enjoyed reading it.

Tarsus squinted, before smiling as he had an idea. "Oh I may have somepony in miiiind.. Somepony who is loose with his politics, loose with his methods, and loose with who is allied with... That somepony is-"

At least there is some hope this plan has any chance of success- *reads the next paragraph*
Never mind, you are doomed.

"Oh yes, I'd never lie to you, Misery." Elytra lied as she breathed, patting the pink-tinted changeling's head.

That's as adorable as it's evil...
Actually, it only evil.

Misery was looking pitiful, practically laid down on the, now metal, meeting table. Most of the charts and maps under her were being caught in her holes and some were being ripped from how much she was shaking with anticipation. She looked at Larynx like he was a prize.

Seems like her name is very fitting to her.

"Are you wooing while you are working, Protector?" She said with alarming calm.
"NOPE!" Larynx shouted as he finally pushed Misery off the table, giving his biggest smile yet as he re-organized the paperwork, feeling like several of his organs were going to bust from all the panic he was feeling at the moment.

But he still kept his smile, right?

"By the Hole, she called herself 'Ice Dice'. ICE DICE!"

Huh. Now I wonder about the story behind this decision...

Tarsus tried to ease the tension in the air. "So... I can now see the resemblance to your uh.. 'Clawed' sister." Hanx glared at Tarsus, as Tarsus shrugged. "What? They both sound the same when they rant!"

Tarsus does have a point there.


Good chapter!
I look forwards to see what happens next.

He gave the port away with a smile, The 'Claw' was right to shout at him for drinking while working.

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