MLP Loops 154
154.1 (wildrook)
"Pinkie, did you just make pancakes on Twilight's head?" Applejack asked her.
"She's cheaper than the stove," Pinkie said, smiling.
"Twenty bits says that you get a diamond two weeks after sticking a lump of coal up Twilight's..." Rainbow Dash started before getting cut off by a glare from the purple Alicorn in question. "Oh, you were listening?"
"You whispered that to me," Twilight said.
154.2 (wildrook)
Lemon then looked at the green mass wearing the blue hat to Discord's Orange and cringed.
"Something the matter, Rush?" Discord asked him.
Lemon shook his head. "Nothing," he said. "I just find it odd that the Smooze is green instead of purple."
The Smooze gave him a look and just bubbled.
Discord just looked at Lemon and translated, "You're talking about his estranged cousin. He never talks about THAT one for good reason. It's just...depressing to the point where it isolated itself into a volcano."
That's when an explosion was felt through the airship wreckage, two Earth Ponies and an unconscious Daring Do nemesis were seen piled onto the ballroom floor.
"NOT AGAIN, GRANDDAD!" a voice yelled. "This is why we don't let you on anything that can fly!"
"Well, how ELSE was I supposed to get rid of an immortal demigod thingy?" another voice replied. "Seriously, Jotaro, it's not easy piloting a plane with no fingers and a Stand!"
Ahuizotl was seen in pain from the airship crash as two ponies were arguing about the results of the landing...much to the flabbergasted looks of the onlookers, especially Rainbow Dash and a certain brown Pegasus, the former poking the man.
"Joestars," Leman and Discord muttered.
"And we're nowhere NEAR an active volcano," Discord added.
154.3 (Gamma Cavy)
Well this was odd. Twilight had been many things before, but a living set of repeating explosions was not one of them. She was a Twilight Magic, her loop memories reported, and Spike a living lighter, dearest companion of the small explosions of Explosiva. And they were ruled by Luna-tick, eternal fountain of stars, who stood proof against the dreaded Infernal Blaze, whose light made them pale and dwindle to nothing.
This wasn't quite the strangest variant, but it was the strangest one she'd seen since the one where Alicorns were living fusion reactors, and ponies silicon based lifeforms. And how was she seeing with only explosions for a body?
Wait, bigger question. Was Trixie awake?
Some loops later.
"...And that is how Trixie got her medical license," the showmare finished proudly.
The other occupants of Mac's bar just stared.
154.4 (Anon e Mouse Jr.)
Cheerilee walked into the bar, where Mac was cleaning glasses. "Hard cider, please."
"Bad loop?" Twilight asked from where she was sitting.
"I replaced you."
"Oh."
Cheerilee hung her head. "Being a unicorn made for an interesting loop. And learning from Princess Celestia was fun. Even having a different Element was… different. But near the end… well, you know how you get when your tree gets destroyed?"
"Ye-es…"
"Turns out I freaked out just as badly when my school got blown up. It was empty at the time, but still… arrrgh!" She snagged the glass from Mac, and took a drink.
Twilight nodded. "I'm sorry to hear that."
Cheerilee sighed as she continued to sip her cider. "At least I got a good picture out of it." She rummaged through her pocket and pulled one out. "Here."
Twilight's eyes widened as she saw Tirek completely wrapped in duct tape and being used as a pinata. "Wow."
Cheerilee blushed. "I couldn't help myself, I was just so mad!"
"I understand completely," Twilight said, placing a comforting hoof on her friend's.
154.5 (Anon e Mouse Jr.)
Twilight looked up from her drink as a large group of looping ponies approached her.
Rainbow Dash spoke up first. "Er, Twilight, we... have to ask you something."
"It's somethin' that's been botherin' us since that expansion with the yaks, and..." Applejack faltered.
"Oh, fine, I'll ask. Twilight, darling, WHY in the name of all things green and growing are you afraid of quesadillas?" Rarity asked. "It just sounds so... silly."
Twilight sighed. "All right, I'll tell you. But I have to warn you, I don't know if this is from baseline or a variant."
The others nodded.
"You remember what Diamond Tiara was like in baseline? Er, sorry to have to use you as an example, Diamond."
"It's not a problem," Diamond told her. "I know I was Ponyville's biggest little bully. And believe me, there are times I wish I'd have a mini-me loop so I could biff the other me one in the snoot for the way she acted."
"I wouldn't go that far, but you were pretty bad," Twilight acknowledged. "But at least some of my loops, when I was first starting out as Celestia's students, I had classmates that were just as bad." She shuddered. "That's also part of why I was so terrified she'd send me back to Magic Kindergarten, because it meant dealing with those kinds of ponies all over again."
There were nods of assent. "Ah can understand that," Applejack put in. "At least some variants of me had to deal with bullies who teased me because of mah parents bein'... well, gone."
"And Fluttershy and I had to deal with bullies in our school too," Rainbow Dash added.
Twilight nodded back. "Anyway, at least one loop, one of my classmates decided to play a really, really mean prank on me. She offered me a quesadilla, and I accepted. Then I took the first bite, and it felt like my mouth was on fire."
Fluttershy gasped in horror.
"I found out later she'd stuffed it with the hottest peppers and other spices she could, and that's what caused the burning sensation. At the time though, I was too panicked to think clearly. It was almost as bad as the day I took the entrance exam, though at least I didn't have a magical surge like I did that day. Fortunately, Princess Celestia showed up and helped me out. And afterward, the filly who'd done it to me got suspended from school for a month. But ever since then, every time I see a quesadilla, it reminds me what happened then, and I start to feel that burning sensation all over again." Twilight looked up. "So, that's why at least some variants of me are afraid of quesadillas, because of the bad memories."
Looks were exchanged.
"Well, I guess that makes sense," Rainbow Dash decided.
"Yep. Fortunately, I'm getting past it. And I think these are helping." Twilight pulled something out of her Pocket. "Chupaqueso, anyone?"
"Ooh, sounds yummy!" Pinkie smiled as she took one. "And... TASTES yummy too!"
"Glad you liked." Twilight raised hers. "Cheers!"
"CHEERS!" And then there was a round of loud munching and slurping as the girls enjoyed their fried cheese treats.
154.6 (Anon e Mouse Jr.)
Dear Celestia,
I just got back from an... interesting loop, and it's one I felt I should share, in no small part because of the lesson I learned. It doesn't necessarily have to do with friendship, but it's still important.
It was a human variant, and I was the only one Awake, as happens far too often. Unawake versions of you, Luna, Trixie and Nyx were all there too. According to my Loop memories, Nyx and I were your daughters, and Trixie was Luna's daughter, and therefore our cousin. Our dads, whomever they were, had been out of the picture for a long time, so Momlestia (my personal nickname for your in-loop incarnation) and Luna were raising us by yourselves. Unfortunately, though they loved us, they weren't always the most reasonable people at times.
Now, I have to tell you about this version of Trixie. She was brilliant, but forgetful. Everyone was always reminding her "Your book, Trixie," or "Your keys, Trixie." Or a lot of similar phrases. Supposedly, she was so busy being brilliant inside her own head that she didn't have time to remember the little things, like her luggage, which she was supposed to bring to the car when we were going on a long trip (apparently, someone forgot to say "Your suitcase, Trixie" before we left, so we had to go back and get it). Some friend of the family had offered us the use of their cabin in the woods for the weekend, so off we went.
It turned out it wasn't so much a cabin as a big house deep in the woods. There was also a barn nearby. The day after we arrived, Momlestia and Luna decided it would do us some good to go on a little nature walk, and while we were out there, Trixie had to be reminded to take off her shoes before we went wading in a small creek we found.
After getting back from that, Nyx, Trixie and I explored the house a bit, and I got the creeps when I found someone had scrawled a message on a wall in one of the extra rooms. It said, "Beware the Sentinel". I showed it to Momlestia and Luna, but for some reason they both decided I'd done it and was just trying to scare them and Nyx. Which, of course, I wasn't.
We went out on another nature walk, and Trixie nearly forgot to bring her lunch with her (we were planning on finding a spot to stop and have a picnic). Exploring a different part of the woods was, again, fun. But I couldn't help feeling like something was watching us.
When we got back, both Momlestia and Luna got mad at me because Trixie didn't have her jacket, which was somehow my fault. I think my exact response at the time was "What do I look like, a walking memo pad?" And that made them even madder, so I went to my room and stayed there until dinner so we'd all have a chance to calm down.
After dinner, Momlestia and Luna went off to the nearest town (which was several miles away) to pick up some supplies and left the three of us by ourselves. We mostly read and played Monopoly for a while, but eventually I heard something scratching outside. I tried to warn Trixie and Nyx, but they didn't believe me (Nyx apparently took after Momlestia that way), still thinking I was trying to scare them. Trixie finally stuck her head out, and saw something big roaming around, which scared her, but finally convinced her I was telling the truth.
Since it was coming to the front door, we decided to duck out the back and hide in the barn. Unfortunately, it was locked, so we couldn't get in, and decided to run around the front of the house when the creature came out the back, which it did. We made it inside, locked the doors and went upstairs to hide. That didn't stop the creature: it had Trixie's jacket (which I pointed out to her), and could use it to smell where we were, like some kind of enormous scent-hound. We heard it come through the front door, stomp up the stairs, and finally start banging on the door of the room we were in.
When the door came in, we were finally able to see the Sentinel of the Woods. It was massive, it was hairy, and it was scary.
Then it looked at Trixie, and spoke:
"You forgot your jacket, stupid."
It threw the jacket at her, turned around and stomped back down the stairs.
Which is why, until the loop's end a little over a year later, nobody ever had to remind Trixie about her wallet, or her jacket, or anything else, ever again.
After all, if you leave stuff lying around, you never can be sure just who might bring it back.
Yours truly,
Twilight Sparkle
154.7 (Evilhumour)
Twilight looked at the object in front of her and the beaming ponies next to her.
"...Is something wrong Momma?" Nyx blinked, looking at the object on the plate, poking it with a fork with nothing ripping out from the fabrics of space and time. "Doesn't seem dangerous."
"Please Twilight, I worked really hard to make it without cheating or going off script." Lemon muttered. "I'd ask Nyx but I feel she'd say anything I'd cook would be good since I took all those lessons."
"Right..." Twilight winced as she levitated the meal up to her mouth. With clenched eyes, she bit into the quesadilla and chewed for a few seconds before bolting to the bathroom.
"There there Lemon," Nyx patted her boyfriend, who was hanging his head low. "There's always next time. We can keep on trying until you get it right and Mamma promised us she would help!"
"You're right!" Lemon smiled as he went back to the kitchen to make more of the simple meal.
154.8 (Evilhumour)
Twilight stared at Celestia and the diner she found herself in.
"This is not going to be some horrible joke about quesadillas again, is it?" Twilight was wary of her looping mentor, a massive prankster even in baseline.
"Of course not Twilight, that's for the Grand Galloping Gala... Possibly." The princess flashed her a smile. "This is a simple lesson that is long over due."
Levitating a hayburger to her mouth and taking a bite, Twilight asked what kind of lesson only for a newspaper to hit her on the nose and a squirt of cold water in her face.
"No Twilight, we do not speak with our mouths full."
Frowning, Twilight gulped her food down her mouth, using the next hayburger to wipe her face. "Are you really-"
Again, the Equestria Daily descended onto her nose with the cold water of the squirt bottle splashed into her face. "No Twilight, we do not use food as a napkin."
With a sigh, Twilight faceplanted into the table, only for Celestia's golden magic to lift her head up so she could bonk her nose again and dump the rest of the water from the squirt bottle onto her head. "No Twilight, we do not vacuum up our food."
Twilight went to protest this but she found that she did indeed have a hayburger halfway into her mouth.
Thus began their renewed lessons from days long passed, with one mare passing the wisdom to another over the food of champions.
154.9 (Evilhumour)
Celestia turned her head to see Luna fly to her tower, with a massive grin on the alicorn's face.
Judging by the smell, she had been in a barn with a lot of hay and sniff, it was the Sweet Apple Acres if she was smelling the apples correctly.
Sniffing again as she flew around her sister's tower, she picked up the faint scent of musk from a stallion and a grin that big usually meant a pony got intimate with another. As she watched her sister fly away with a bulging saddle bag, it was likely the ponies in question were up to no-
"WAIT WHAT?!" Celestia's mind finally caught to her as Luna disappeared over Ponyville. Her sister and Big Mac were a couple? She had so many ponies to tell now!
"Thank you so much, dear friend." Luna blushed as she arranged the special items for this special moment, her body quivering in anticipation. Her eyes glanced at the stallion aiding her in this most precious of moments and then a blush rushed against her face.
"Ain't nothing Luna." Big Mac plainly said as he reached down for the sweet pie he had been smelling all night. "Before you start, you want to eat?"
"Oh, how kind of you." Luna smile continue to grow as she brought a piece to her mouth, her tail twitching as she ate the loop famous Apple family pie. "And how kind of you to tell me of this location." Flaring her wings out, she looked at her blank canvas and began to paint, with Big Mac watching his friend bring her latest masterpiece to life.
Turning his head, he saw his little sister run towards him, probably asking why Luna was here and what not. Although that shocked look on her face did worry him a bit.
154.10: (Evilhumour)
"Ah don't believe it." Applejack muttered, looking at the passed-out Rarity, unable to handle the horrors going in front of her.
"GO! GO! GO! GO!" Dash chanted with the other yaks.
"TIME!" Pinkie Pie shouted, with cheers ringing out from both parties.
"Ha! I ate thirty nine apple pies! How many pies did little purple princess eat?" The yak prince boasted, looking at his opponent.
"I ate forty pies." Twilight grinned, her face covered with the remains of the pies of the pies she had devoured in the impromptu eating contest.
"What?" The prince reared back in surprise.
"Forty pies, that's as many as four tens." Twilight grinned, placing a hoof into his side.
"And it was terrible!" Rarity moaned before passing out again.
The yaks stared at their neighbours from the south and then they began to laugh.
"I think this is the start of a wonderful friendship, princess." The yak prince’s grin grew, elbowing her slightly. Twilight recognized that as the early signs of affection but what was the worst the could happen in a few months?
"And with this union, our two nations will be one!" The yak king boasted, with Twilight stealing more glances at the clock for the loop to end, with her friends doing their best not to laugh their flanks off and with the yak prince, still smitten with her, leaning in to kiss his bride.
154.11 (ToaMataNui5000)
"I OBJECT TO THIS UNHOLY MATRIMONY!" The double doors were slammed opened to reveal a certain blue-haired, orange pegasus with a frown on his face. The whole wedding crowd let out a round of gasps before falling into silent murmurs.
It was Shining Armor who immediately broke said silence. "Flash Sentry! Why aren't you wearing your armor? Or at your guard post?"
"There he is! The doppelganger that looks like me!" Flash's voice was somehow heard from the halls beyond the double doors.
"Aw crud..." The first Flash grumbled before facing the groom and bride. "I'll be back for you, Twily!" And on that note, he fled back into the halls.
"Hey! Get back here, you face-stealing scum!" The second Flash yelled, which was then followed by the distant rumble of multiple guard yaks and ponies growing even quieter. Once again, awkward silence returned to the wedding hall.
"Okay, him learning how to walk on four hooves that fast is ridiculous enough, but HOW DID HE EVEN FIND OUT ABOUT THIS WEDDING IN THE FIRST PLACE! LET ALONE GET PAST THE MIRROR PORTAL!" Twilight's eyes twitched slightly, caused the yak king and prince to back up slowly. 'I mean, I'm actually very grateful, but still, HOW?'
And meanwhile, among her now laughing friends/bridesmaids, Sunset chuckled particularly trollishly.
154.12 (Evilhumour)
Lyra looked at Candy Cane and sighed.
"Okay, this was a mean prank." Lyra shook her head as they watched Twilight run away from the quesadilla virus Nurgle created, placed in key locations by Tzeentch, perfected by Slaanesh and honed to fight by Khorne. "Care to stop them and save Twilight?"
"Sure thing," the pony sighed as Twilight took flight to dodge the attacking quesadillas, which grew wings to chase after her. "I'm going to have to inform Leman about this. He does care for Twilight like a second mother; anyone who hurts the mother of the girl he loves is not going to last long."
(Masterweaver)
"ALRIGHT. That's enough."
Pinkie Pie was quite visibly annoyed. Maybe it was the eyebrows, just slightly tilted over each of her twelve eyes. Maybe it was the frown, curved downward around a maw of sharklike teeth. Maybe it was the way she snorted from each of her three noses, or how she kicked at the ground with one of her eighteen legs, or how her ninefold ears were laid back against her skull.
There was also the fact that she'd transformed into one of her more chaotic avatars, but that was rather besides the point considering just who she was talking to.
"Nurgle, I am ashamed. Using your skills to create living quesadillas just to torment Twilight psychologically? Your love is meant to come through in physical pain, not mental pain, otherwise it isn't really love! This is by far one of the worst-quality things you have EVER done."
Nurgle buzzed his wings awkwardly. "You... you're right, Pinkie. I was going through a dead spot creatively and... well, I have no excuse."
"Tzeentch! Basically, the same thing. Quesadillas? Tortillas with melted cheese? If it were used in a subtle assassination plot, maybe, but this plan is blindingly obvious to a six-year-old! You have got to shape up, mister!"
The raven-headed god harrumphed. "You just don't see the subtleties of the plot I put in motion--"
"And Slaanesh! Slaanesh, you didn't even spice them up at all! You just made sure they could stay alive long enough to jump into a pony's mouth! I cannot BELIEVE you missed this opportunity to overwhelm the senses, you're practically a little brother to me, Slaanesh, and you MISSED this!"
"Hey! I object! Brother is a gendered term and--" The god of overwhelming passion withered under the glares that they received.
"And you. Khorne. What in the WARP were you thinking, training them to fight? THEY DON'T EVEN HAVE BLOOD! THEY AREN'T EVEN MEAT PRODUCTS! This was a waste of your time!"
"I just thought... you know, with the jumping to their death and all..." The fourth god fidgeted on his throne of (gopher) skulls.
"Now then. What's going to happen is this: You are going to APOLOGIZE to Twilight Sparkle, you are going to ROUND UP all the quesadillas you made, you are going to give them all to ME so that I can find a PROPER use for them, and then you are going to spend a whole month ON THE ROCK FARM WITH MAUD."
The four gods shivered in terror. "No!" Slaanesh cried, clutching at Pinkie's hooves. "Not her, she's just so, so.... boring!"
Pinkie frowned. "Do you want to go for two months?"
"NO! Nonono, no." Tzeentch grabbed Slaanesh and pulled them back. "We heard you. Um... Sorry, Twilight. The Quesadilla thing was..." He swallowed, gagging a bit. "It was--ugh, It was... Itwaspoorlythoughtout oh good warp those words taste so awful!"
154.13 (Detective Ethan Redfield)
Twilight stepped out of her treehouse and picked up her morning newspaper. Her eyes scanned the town, in case Tirek had gotten loose early. The flower ponies were always a good indication that something was wrong (and quite a few things that weren't), but they were mostly watering their flowers. She couldn't help but notice though that they were giving her pitying and sad looks every now and then. Since it was too early in the morning to ponder their looks, she shrugged and returned to her house.
After pulling out a small record labeled Octavia's 9th, she started it up and rested on the ground while opening the newspaper. And then, her eyes bulged at the title:
TWILIGHT SPARKLE, DEAD AT 18
TELEPORTATION INVARIABLY FATAL, WARNS LEADING SCHOLAR
She kept reading, until finally she came to the end. Her horn flared as she shouted, "SPIKE, GATHER THE GIRLS!"
Overnight Stringer thought his plan to generate a sensational story was genius, draw in hundreds, thousands of new readers across Equestria. But then, he was cornered by Princess Twilight Sparkle and her five friends. The five stood behind her, looking angry and bored. Twilight, meanwhile had given him a three hour verbose lecture on the pitiful state of modern media, the importance of checking facts, how disappointed his ancestors would have been with him, and so on and so forth. Worse, the Princess had cast a type of attention grabbing spell along with an insomnia spell that wouldn't let him sleep.
She finished her lecture with, "And that, is why our media center is in Canterlot now, instead of based in the Griffon Lands. Honestly, insisting that I would invade the griffons because I commented that their mountains are beautiful and that I'd like to visit someday is preposterous. You learned your lesson today?"
Stringer's eye twitched as he jumped at the chance to escape, "Yes! I got it. I'll be sure to print a retraction later, please no more lectures, I beg you."
He even got on his belly and bowed his head. Twilight nodded, channeling her inner Rarity in reply, "See that you do. Honestly, saying I'm 18 when I'm 17, it's absolutely scandalous."
She started stepping out when Stringer asked, "W-wait, what?! What about the teleportation spell kills and spawns a clone at the desired location?"
Twilight gave a small laugh, "Oh that made me laugh all the way here. Keep it if you want."
The girls followed Twilight out. Once they were outside, Applejack stepped forward, "Uh, Twi', you sure ya wanna let him keep printin' that phony article?"
Twilight rolled her eyes and smiled, "Please. No scholar worth his or her mind would ever believe that. The other newspapers will print articles countering the Canterlot Times' article, and they'll be forced to close within a year's time."
"And if they try an' use yer quote as a reference to prove it true?"
Twilight conjured a pair of shades for the Mane Six, surrounded Stringer's Office in a magic barrier, and unleashed a flash of light throughout the building. With that, Twilight removed her glasses and said, "No pony except Stringer will ever remember we were here. I'll just deny all allegations that we were ever here."
154.14: (Evilhumour)
"Okay, tell Trixie why she is here again?" Trixie huffed, blowing her mane out of her face. "Trixie was trying to help you get over your silly fear!"
"I know that Trixie and I promise as soon as I can, I'll get you out of tartarus." Twilight patted her friend on the back. "It's just that when your illusions failed and I saw I was about to eat a quesadilla instead of a hayburger, I panicked a bit."
"...Twilight, you banished Trixie to Tartarus with more spells and runes than Tirek here!" Trixie tilted her eyes to the side, unable to move her entire body, gesturing to her roommate. "Trixie also has an itch on her nose that she cannot scratch because somepony overreacted!"
"Again, I panicked."
(DrTempo)
From the Journal of Sunset Shimmer:
I landed in the Grand Line this time. This world is one where pirates are all searching for a legendary treasure called 'One Piece,' said to make the one who finds it rich beyond their wildest dreams. The Anchor here, Luffy, ate something called a Devil Fruit; fruits that grant those who have eaten them special powers and abilities. In Luffy's case, he is basically made out of rubber. He can't swim, though.
Moving on, Luffy and his crew are a band of misfits, but they are true friends. Kinda reminds me a bit of Equestria's values, honestly. They are willing to do anything to help each other.
They accepted me as a crew member almost instantly when I met them as they were journeying to fight the madman called Crocodile in one of their many adventures; they understood why I feel I have to make up for my past, but they were more than glad to befriend me. I was glad to have them by my side. I really couldn't learn anything new here, but I could hone my skills a lot.
We had a lot of adventures together. I'm glad to have met them. Once again, I have seen what friendship means.
I want to think I'm totally different from the cruel person I once was, and when I return to Equestria, I'll be glad to put what I now know about friendship to good use. I have a lot of things to atone for, after all.
154.15: (fractalman)
"Welcome to Equestria" said Twilight. "I understand you might be hungry, so I've prepared two tables of food: one with all my own favorite dishes, and one with our best efforts to recreate your own cuisine, should you not find equestrian dishes to your liking."
The Yaks walked over to the former, and gulped down several hayburgers, a daffodil sandwich, and a couple bowls of celery soup.
"Taste strange, but good!" said the Yak prince.
Alas, the very next loop, the Yaks were upset by, of all things, how salty the hayburgers were. A quick series of teleports confirmed that, like Ponies, Yaks had salt licks and enjoyed them.
Several loops later in the hub:
"I had no idea Yak tongues were so sensitive!" said Twilight as she watched the Yaks complain about the taste of equestrian snow.
"Well, this certainly goes a long way towards explaining why we've been having so much trouble with the Yaks." agreed Rarity.
154.16 (Evilhumour)
"What, you going to cry again?" The adult bullies from flight school usually didn't bother Fluttershy anymore, as they were usually very childish from her long time looping. Of course, as they tried to box her in, there was always exceptions.
"Please, let me go by." Fluttershy said, her eye darting upwards.
"Oh yeah, who's going to make us Fluttercry?" The bullies laughed to themselves, thinking themselves clever.
THUD THUD THUD THUD
"Hello, my name is Lemon Rush," a giant, yellow earth pony stallion grinned viciously at the pegasi. "These are my brothers." Nodding his head at the gigantic towering red unicorn stallion, Lemon continued his introductions. "That is Big Maroon." Pointing his head to the somewhat equally tall and terrifying green earth pony that was holding a massive warhammer in his mouth. "That's Forging Fire." Finally, he nodded his head to the dauntingly large scowling bat-pony who was baring his fangs. "That's Corn Curse."
Leaning downwards to the scared senseless pegasi, Lemon whispered into their ears. "We're four of her nineteen sons. Now what were you saying to our dear mother?"
In a sign of clear intelligence, the pegasi bullies took off into the sky with speeds that would have made Rainbow Dash a bit jealous.
Fluttershy simply shook her head at her sons actions, embarrassed in how overprotective they were to her and told them such as they walked her back to the cottage where Butcher Nails was wrestling with the Ursa Minor again.
154.17 (Detective Ethan Redfield)
Everything was going perfectly. Shining's sister and her friends didn't realize that her precious babysitter had been replaced by the Queen of all Changelings. She stared into the Mirror, about to start singing about her ultimate victory when someone knocked on the door. By how quietly it sounded, there was no doubt it was Fluttershy. The disguised changeling opened the door and gave her an irritated look, "What do you want now?"
Fluttershy hid her eyes behind her mane, "Oh, um, I'm sorry, but one of my animal friends said she was a close personal friend of yours. She's waiting outside the building."
Chrysalis sighed and pointed, "Very well. Lead on."
The two stepped out the door, and Chrysalis abruptly froze in terror. Before her was an oversized...dragon...lizard perhaps...with a mouth that could eat a dozen ponies in one bite. The dragon lizard growled out its delight, "Cadence! So good to see you!"
The queen gave a shy grin, "Uh, right! It's been so long since we last saw each other...who were you again?!"
The waved her off, "Oh, you remember me. It's Roxy! We met at in the park a long time ago! You gave me some dating tips."
The Dragon leaned in really close with her teeth showing, "Remember?"
Chrysalis nodded enthusiastically, "Oh, yes right! How is your...relationship with..."
Chrysalis stopped when the realization hit her that she had no idea who Roxy was dating. Roxy was helpful, "Godzilla. Haven't seen him in a bit, but I'm sure I'll run into him before long. Maybe we'll go on a nice stroll through the city."
If this Godzilla was as big as Roxy, there might not be anything left of the city when they were done. Worse, the Queen couldn't feel anything from this beast, so she had no idea what Roxy was planning. Chrysalis gave a terrified grin, "Well, I got to get back to getting ready for my wedding. Bye!"
The door slammed closed. A moment passed, then Roxy looked down at Fluttershy while the pony looked up at the T-Rex. Roxy asked, "How did I do?"
Fluttershy beamed, "You were great! A little more on the teeth and maybe a growl or two and she'll be running before the Wedding begins, I have no doubt."
154.18 (Detective Ethan Redfield)
Celestia gaped at the sight in front of her. Luna hung over the stage on a circular rock that looked suspiciously like the moon. And considering the moon was missing from the sky, the Alicorn was inclined to believe that that rock was indeed the moon. To add to the surreal nature of the sight, Luna spinning end over end on the moon and shouting the whole time, "Whee!"
And this had been going on...for ten minutes! Celestia shouted in frustration, "Sister! Get off the moon, put it back in the sky and let me do my job!"
The solar diarch pressed a hoof to her mouth in surprise at her own outburst. Luna stopped rolling for a second and gave a puppy dog look, "Aww...do I have to?"
154.19 (Detective Ethan Redfield)
The streets of Canterlot hustled and bustled as it always has, with many different but familiar ponies going about doing their business. One pony, however, was different this time around. Fancy Pants had been replaced by a chocolate coated earth pony with a stylish mustache and a small afro style mane. The pony was an oddity, always seen wearing his trademark blue shirt, navy cape and pants, as most ponies usually forewent clothes except on formal occasions. He practically oozed charm as he showed a purple alicorn into his business establishment. He held out a single hoof at the three floored building and declared, "Welcome, princess Sparkle, to Bespin Mining and Transportation."
Twilight gave a nod, "Thank you High Roller...or should I call you Lando, or Mr. Calrissian?"
Lando held up a hoof in placation, "I have most calling me Lando here. And Mr. Calrissian sounds like this one eyed commander of the Imperial Dreadnaught I knew at home. Let me show you around."
The building had a grand foyer along with two stairways, one leading upward and the other down. He pointed at the downward one, "This leads to the underside of Canterlot, where we mine rare minerals used in construction of the guard's armor and equipment. We released the formula for crafting durasteel to the local blacksmiths. Sometimes, we run across rare gas deposits, which we siphon off and deliver to pegasi to reinforce their cloud cities in case of inopportune squalls escape the local weather teams over the oceans or Everfree Forest."
He looked at the princess and gave a knowing grin, "I understand it that your friend, Miss Dash, has purchased some for improving her own home."
They strolled through the mines while showing his safety regulations he follows. After completing the tour of the mines, she was lead back up the stairs and into the foyer, where he went out one of the back doors. Several Earth Ponies stood, hitched up to their loads, which was floating via anti-gravity technology, "I borrowed the designs from my universe back home, reinventing the hover technology for pony use. The carts weigh practically nothing. Even a filly could transport this to Ponyville, though that would be highly irresponsible for a respectable businesspony like myself."
Twilight quirked her eyes, "If it weighs nothing, then why don't you have larger loads."
The business Pony gave a knowing grin, "Supply and demand, my dear. We usually only get small orders outside Canterlot, except for the Pegasi. But there, our supply is limited, since we don't know when we'll run across gas pockets."
Lando issued her back into the building and towards another room filled with unicorns, "I have several of the brightest minds in Canterlot crafting a surveying spell, that will map the entirety of Canterlot Mountain. Perhaps, you'd be willing to lend us your services."
Twilight gave him a smirk, "I would like that, except that the less reputable side to your company prevents me from doing so."
Lando's quirked an eye. His smile didn't even twitch, showing that he was very good, "I don't know what you mean."
Twilight shrugged, "I'm sure there was a very good reason for a highly valuable bust of King Sombra being found at the border to griffon lands in a Bespin Crate."
"I have many shipments sent to the griffon lands, and all of them are scanned by one of Captain Armor's Lieutenants. If there was a smuggled artifact found in one of my shipments, it happened after it had left Canterlot."
It was Twilight's turn to quirk an eyebrow, "And the fact that you hire quite a few former black marketeers?"
"I believe in giving people second chances, a fresh start at life. You yourself have given quite a few former rebels a second chance yourself, with Nightmare Moon, Discord, Trixie and many more."
Twilight gave a small, "Hmm..." but said nothing further. Lando lead her to the roofs, where he showed Twilight the third portion of his business, "And here, we prove that we do not discriminate against anyone. We have Pegasi also handling the aerial transportation aspect."
Twilight nodded, "This is all very impressive."
She then gave him a serious expression, causing the mood to shift slightly, though Lando was largely unphased, "Supposing you were in the business of transporting relics in a...shall we say, less than legal way, remember to check your artifacts. Some of them can destroy Equestria after all."
Lando shook his head, never losing that cocky smirk, "I don't know what you mean, Miss Sparkle. Here at Bespin Mining, we believe that safety is the number one priority. Without Equestria, we couldn't turn a profit. Besides, I would never participate in such a shady venture."
The businessman showed her down the stairs and asked, "Since the tour is over, how about a game of Sabacc?"
Twilight was led into a small room off to the side where a table and a deck were set up. It even had a card dealer. The Princess smirked, "My Sabacc is a little rusty. You mind going a bit easy on me?"
Lando chuckled, "Commander Shepard already tried that one awhile ago, it didn't work then and it won't work now."
Twilight pouted a bit, but the two played well into the afternoon. Fortunes and oddities from many loops were won and lost in that game, but Twilight had still made a new friend. Life was good.
154.20 (Evilhumour)
Rainbow Dash blinked as the door opened to Fluttershy's massive cottage; the extra size needed for all the colts under her care to both run around, sleep and burn off their excessive energy. Fluttershy stood there, the proud Little Mother to all nineteen foals and one evil looping bunny that the colts were running from.
Shaking her rainbow mane, Rainbow Dash walked up to Fluttershy and spoke softly.
"Fluttershy, I am one of your oldest friends and what I am about to say may seem harsh but it is need."
Fluttershy blinked as Rainbow Dash took her hoof and gently patted it with her own. "Wh-what is it?"
"You have got to learn how to say No." A twinge showed her smirk for a moment but Rainbow Dash forced herself calm and collective. Already Fluttershy was drawing back in shock and embarrassment. "Most ponies only have three or four foals, not nineteen."
"Rainbow Dash!" Fluttershy tried to rear back, but Dash was holding onto her hoof tightly. Her hold on her smirk was, alas, very loose.
"If you have any more foals, you'd be a mother of a nation!" She started to snicker at her friend's face; a mixture of outrage, embarrassment and some amusement creeping in.
"Hey that’s our Mother you're talking about!" Lemon shouted with Angel Bunny on his head, the two of them in a middle of a battle, with his other brothers putting away their bets in front of their looping mother. "Come on guys, let's get her!" With that, a mighty roar was heard as all of the ponies raced for the doorway and the blue pegasus standing in it.
"Gotta fly!" Dash shouted as she ascended to alicornhood as she tried to escape the wrath of nineteen colts with Fluttershy holding her sides as she laughed at the ridiculousness of being the Little Mother to all the Primarchs.
154.21 (Masterweaver)
The difficulty in keeping one's mind after being bucked off a bed while waking up in both senses of the term could not be understated. Nevertheless, Applejack had reacted quickly, rolling away from the attacker and snapping to a standing position--
"Aw crabapples, this is a mini-me loop ain't it?" The mare sighed as her eyes fell on the panicked pony standing on the bed. "Look, Ah'll explain everything, just calm down--"
There was a knock at the door. "Applejack? What's goin' on in thar, young'n?"
"Just fell off the bed, Granny!" Applejack turned to her shocked duplicate, putting a hoof to her lips, before looking back at the door. "I'll be out in a minute!"
"Ya'll had better, the whole family is already up and waitin' on ya!"
A slow clip heralded the departure of the Apple Family matriarch. Applejack nodded to herself, walking up to the bed and puttin' a small pamphlet at her duplicate's hooves. "This'll explain the basics. As soon as ya get the chance, meet me in the west orchard--look for the tree with no bats."
"But--"
"You've got a Summer Sun Celebration to prepare for, filly!" Applejack insisted, pointing at the door. "You'd best get your work done afor' anypony questions where ya are!"
"Who the hay--?"
"West orchard. Meet me there, after you've got everything ready." Applejack opened the window, pulled out a grappling gun, saluted, and swung out.
Left behind, Applejack blinked at the window for a moment or two. Then she turned her gaze down to the pamphlet.
"...What in the hay is going on?!"
154.22 (Masterweaver)
"So, Pinkie, how do I put this..." Twilight rubbed the back of her head. "In the last expansion, me and the girls stumbled on your, uh, 'party cave'. Is that... is that baseline?"
The pink pony giggled. "Oh, that old thing? Yeah, back when I started working with the Cakes I put a lot of my party stuff in the basement, then after the parasprites destroyed it I budgeted a few secret passageways when rebuilding sugarcube corner, and then Spike broke through and I just went whole hog. Of course that was before I started looping," she added quickly. "Nowadays I just use my pocket as a portable party planning post for practical and preposterous purposes."
"Waaaaaait, wait wait wait, hold on. You have a party base in your pocket?"
"Uh-huh! Let me show you!" With lightning fast speed, Pinkie Pie grabbed Twilight, jumped into her own tail, and--
Twilight's eyes went wide. She stood at the center of a room shaped like a cyan cupcake liner, if that cupcake was as big as Canterlot Castle. Hanging off the walls in haphazard tetrominos were hundreds upon thousand of files, attended to by a series of flying robots made out of what seemed to be baking products; one wall was dominated by a massive screen, currently showing a map of Equestria with various pinpoints flashing in magenta cross-hairs. The floor was littered with a collection of half-constructed machines, uncoiled streamers, oddly bubbling potions, scattered confetti, the occasional weapon of mass destruction, and a number of perfectly prepared pastries. At the center of the room was a round table with a selection of hovering, custom-made holographic keyboards, each operated by what Twilight recognized as chaotically-formed duplicates of the pink pony pronking alongside her. Occasionally, one of the robots would slip out one of the slits spaced evenly in the side of the liner; through them, Twilight could see various signs like "Balloon-making Factory," "Armory of Amusing Armaments," or "Baking Ovens 856-1097," all covered with odd forms of caution signs. Her eyes drifted upward to where she would expect a ceiling--
"NO." Pinkie grabbed her face and pulled it down, sticking a pink plastic visor on her head. "Up there is the Eye of Parties, a chaotic energy source for this whole operation that also serves as a pretty neat ceiling light. Few mortals can look upon it and stay sane, and as the Anchor you have a responsibility to protect your sanity at all costs." She jabbed a hoof into Twilight's chest. "So DON'T. LOOK. UP."
Twilight blinked, nodding after a couple of seconds. "You're the boss here. This place... this is amazing! You have all this in your pocket?"
"Uh-huh! This is the Cupcake of Creativity, where I put my party plans into place and passage. A lot of failed tests happen here, but also a lot of fun successes! And of course party plans," she added, gesturing at the file cabinets on the walls. "All of the party plans, everywhere."
"By Everfree," Twilight breathed, walking up to the table. "This is like your own personal batcave."
"Yeah, me and Brucey have a bit of a prepared plot competition going on whenever we meet up." Pinkie walked up next to her, nudging one of her chaotic duplicates to the side. "We kinda try to outwit each other and whatnot; I mean, he's the older looper, yeah, but I've got chaotic powers which give me an edge."
Twilight couldn't help but smile. "Let me guess, he's in the lead?"
"...yeah," Pinkie grumbled. "But only by two points!" she added quickly, grabbing a rolled-up fabric from a passing robot and unrolling it on the table. "I've got a plan, see, I just need to figure out how to imprint my own circuitry on one of his batarangs. Now, I could go the easy route and stick it in one of the high-tech ones, but he'd probably find that on a routine check. So I'm trying to figure out if I could maybe sneak it onto one of his basic metal 'rangs..."
"You know, I'm not sure that would help at all," Twilight pointed out. "I mean, even if you somehow stick your own circuitry on a batarang, which isn't something I'm ruling out, you'd need a supercomputer capable of interfacing with it in order to make any use of the thing.
"Oh I have one of those!" Pinkie pressed a button and gestured toward the white pegasus now on the massive screen. "You remember Surprise, EDI's daughter from that time you had me code a digibomb?"
"Hi auntie Twi! Isn't granny Pie's places so cool?!"
Twilight nodded faintly. "It... it sure is." She cleared her throat. "Well... this has been fun, Pinkie, but I need to get back to the library--"
"Say no more." Pinkie grinned, grabbing a multicolored hammer. "I'll get you there in a jiffy!"
Amethyst Star jumped in surprise as a purple pony dropped out of nowhere. "Gah! What--Twilight Sparkle? Where did you come from--?"
Twilight grabbed her face and pulled it in. "I have looked into the abyss. And the abyss has looked into me."
"Wh--?"
"Pinkie Pie is more organized than either of us, Star."
154.23 (Evilhumour, Masterweaver, wildrook)
"Hey Bonbon, I know you're an ex-secret agent. I know that because I am stuck in a time loop. Well I say I, I mean we, there's five-ish personalities in here. Anyway, I just want you to know that I don't care about anything you did before, I love you no matter what you are, and you can always feel comfortable around me. Well, I'm off to go help some of my fellow loopers play a prank on Nightmare Moon, see you at the celebration!"
Lyra kissed the shock-frozen Bonbon on the cheek and waltzed out the door.
"...Psych ward," Bonbon muttered. "DEFINITELY the psych ward."
Lyra then walked back into the room, rolling her eyes. "Sorry, the gals want to give you a kiss too."
154.24 (Masterweaver)
"Me love this pony treat!" Prince Rutherford declared, stamping his hoof. "Yaks will be friends with ponies, if ponies give yaks Quesadillas!"
Twilight's eye twitched.
154.25 (Masterweaver)
Twilight Sparkle had had just about enough of this expansion, and she'd only gone through it three times.
Oh sure, the embarrassing secret about her irrational fear had been exposed--and probably would be to her looping friends, eventually--and yeah, she didn't like having to repair a crystal palace, but what really got her--what really got to her was the yak prince. They way he insisted everything be so-so. The way he demanded that his homeland be replicated with exact precision. The way he destroyed everything when a small problem arose.
And then, there was--
"We declare WAR!"
Yeah. That.
Twilight smiled, oh so serenely. "Just so we're clear: your declaration of war is official?"
"YES!"
"And you're making it right here. Right now."
"YES!"
"Well then." With a flash of her horn, a series of enchanted manacles bound themselves around the yaks' legs. "As my first act in this war, I hereby capture you and declare you prisoners of war. Furthermore, a message will be sent to Yakyakistan about your frivolous excuses for battle, your dishonorable conduct during combat, and the children you wounded in your undirected rage."
"What?!" The prince tugged at his chains. "Me no hurt child!"
Twilight flicked a wing at Spike. Even not looping, he was quick enough on the uptake. "Oh, uh--AH! My leg, aaah!" He clutched at his foot and fell to the stage floor. "Oh somepony, please, PLEASE!"
"Oh, and legally speaking that particular child has been adopted into my family, so there's that." Twilight grinned broadly. "I wonder how the chieftains will react knowing exactly how deplorably their prince fights?"
"You spout lies! Me am very honorable fighter!"
"You've yet to demonstrate it," the alicorn replied calmly. "As a matter of fact, I have half a mind to march up to the king of Yakyakistan and demand compensation for your behavior today. He would be so disappointed to hear about all of this..."
The prince glowered at her. "Pony princess fight dirty."
"Oh, I'm not fighting right now. I'm lecturing. Believe you me, you do not want to see me fighting." She leaned in close. "Of course, we could avoid all of that, you know. If you didn't actually declare war, if that was just a slip of the tongue, then I'd have no right or reason to inform your father how you behaved. I wonder what the history books will say about that..."
"...Me..." The prince sighed. "Me am ending war with ponykind. Me declaration was made in anger without thought."
"And I am very grateful for that." Twilight vanished the chains holding him prisoner. "I apologize for making you feel uncomfortable, prince Rutherford. Perhaps we can continue our discussions more amicably from now on."
The yak frowned at her. "You one to talk..."
154.26 (Masterweaver)
"Apple Bloom?"
"Yeah sis?"
"Care ta explain why our big brother is a livin' fireball now?"
Applebloom winced as a tree caught fire. "Ah put up caution signs durin' the experiment, Ah swear!"
They watched as Big Mac continued stoically doing his chores.
“...think we could make fried apple slices?”
154.27 (Masterweaver)
"So... what did you just give Fluttershy?"
"Oh, just a slip of paper."
Epona crossed her arms, tapping a hoof as she gave her husband a flat stare. "Right. Of course you did, Lokison. So, what did you write on the slip of paper?"
Sleipnir smiled awkwardly. "Oh, just... a series of characters in no particular order--"
"Sleipnir Odinsteed, stop being coy with me and tell me what the code is for."
The eight-legged stallion sighed. He glanced over each one of his shoulders carefully, letting his eyes rove around the ceiling and the floor. Then he leaned into his wife's ear to whisper.
"It's a gate code."
Epona gasped, shoving him back. "A---?!"
She looked about warily, searching the room for cameras before she pulled the stallion close. "Sleipnir," she whispered harshly, "the gates were sealed eons before we even started the loops! And there was a good reason for it, too!"
"I know, I know! And it's not like I told her what it was!"
"But still, you gave her a gate code! Even if she doesn't understand it she could figure out how to use--"
"Epona, look." Sleipnir folded his ears back. "Ever since the Crash and Billy happened, I've... been noticing things. Maybe I'm being paranoid, maybe it's just a bunch of weird glitches, but... what would happen if somebody from, say, the Lovecraft pantheon tried to stage a coup right now? With Yggdrasil running as it is, we could be undermined before we even noticed."
The anthropomorphic horse rolled her eyes. "Please, the only subtle one in that lot is Nyarlathotep. We'd notice long before he tried anything--"
"I just used that pantheon as an example," Sleipnir whispered quickly. "My point is, there are some admins and more than a few MLEs that might... try something. And normally I'd be all for a glorious war, or even a cunning battle in the shadows, but..."
He put a hoof on her slightly bulging stomach. "The fallout could be... too much for me to bear."
Epona wrapped a hand around the hoof and sighed. "Sleipnir, your intentions... I can see why you're making contingencies, I know, but if you got caught doing this--"
"I told Fluttershy to only open that slip of paper if the time ever came. She swore nine separate oaths not to do it before, all of them mystically binding. She can keep this a secret."
His wife let out a slow breath. "Alright... so you covered your tracks pretty well. But what do you think she can do, even if... she opens the gates?"
Sleipnir flicked an ear backward. "If a coup does come, they'll target us. The Admins. Maybe they'll attack the loopers at some point, but they wouldn't expect them to be able to escape the loop without breaking that reality. And... well..." He bit his lip. "Bearers of Kindness are omniglots, and I'm pretty sure that computer coding counts--"
"Oh, so you're setting her up for guerrilla warfare using Yggdrasil code?" Epona bit her lip. "That... actually makes a lot of sense."
"I just hope I am being paranoid," Sleipnir muttered darkly.
"...Hey." Epona hugged him tightly. "Either way... I'm here for you."
Sleipnir sighed, returning the embrace. "And I you."
154.28 (Masterweaver)
"FIX THIS!"
"Vinyl, I'm trying, just let me focus!"
"I don't see that horn glowing, Lyra!"
"Look, I need to figure out the spell I cast--when you jumped me with that DJmobile of yours, I might add--so I can do the proper reversal--"
"I don't care about the technobabble! YOU TURNED OCTAVIA INTO A CELLO! That's... ironic and all, but it's not funny and she's probably panicking! FIX THIS!"
154.29 (Masterweaver)
"Derpy, I need to talk to you."
"Yeah Twilight? What is it?"
"Amethyst says that she was the best organizer in Ponyville before I came along, right?"
"Uh-huh. My little Sparkler is such a life saver."
"So... is she the reason Winter Wrap Up never gets completed on time in Ponyville until I come around?"
"Actually, no. Her plans are almost always immaculate, but the other team leaders only ever read their parts and there's no communication and, well, as much as I hate to admit it my daughter can be just a touch stand-offish which makes it so a lot of ponies just tune her out."
"...huh."
154.30 (Masterweaver)
"Pink princess as perfect picky as Yaks! Yaks name pink princess honorary yak!"
"Yeah, about that," Twilight drawled, pulling the real Cadance from behind a door. "That Cadance is actually an impostor and a member of a shapeshifting race known as changelings. This is the real one."
"What?! Pink princess is trick! YAKS DESTROY!"
Cadance's jaw dropped as she watched the ensuing destruction. Twilight just smiled. "It's the little things you learn to appreciate."
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Odd... So is this Gate Code a reference, a Red Herring or Chekhov Gun? (154.27)
I mean, I can see what it IS, emergency access to the hidden and closed off roads between the looping and non looping worlds...
...but kinda heavy handed to just pop it out there...
This the Infinite Loops preparing for another Mega Crossover Crisis?
Hope not.
Corner. Now.
I see.
Yikes.
She's young this Loop.
What up Lemmy?
Wise move.
Heh.
Nice try.
You like alliterating, don't you?
You surprised?
Yikes.
Of course.
Scary thought, innit?
No, she's lecutring, you do NOT want her to fight.
Considering she's more civil than you are, yes she is.
Gate code?
With Yggdrasil and your existances at stake? Nope.
Ah, right.
I hope so.
I just hope you're just paranoid.
Headcanon accepted.
I'm sure.
Corner. NOW.
You referenced Blink! ... was it Blink? Eh, some fanfic here...
154.26:
Iv'e read the actual story from 154.6
6278839 actually that phrase is the entire title of the fic being referenced. So kinda blatant. But still love it.
The numbering is off by one from 15 onwards, due to 14 actually containing two separate entries.
.18 I get the feeling that this is a reference to a YouTube video. Anyone have sauce?
.22 Now there's a terrifying thought.
.27 What's this? Plot? In my fruit loops?
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6278839 It's a reference to this story.
154.1: Bwa?
154.2: Eee! Smooze
154.3: Moreso than Zoidberg I'll bet
154.4: ouch
154.5: Yummy
154.6: eep
154.7: The things we do for those we love.
154.8: Oh god she needs this so badly XD
154.9: As it should be XD
154.10: Hope the wedding night isn't too scary. Also...four
tens. I saw that.
154.11: Pffft
154.12: They all behave, wonder how Lemans gonna tackle it
though.
154.13: Twilight's really getting mean...
154.14: No, they're totally obsessed at this point
154.15: O...kay?
154.16: Less, don't irritate and more don't try to bully
154.17: It's good to get past your bad habits
154.18: Celly is no-fun
154.19: twilight isn't the best at subtlety XD
154.20: As it should XD
154.21: Oog, poor celly
154.22: long as she doesn't become a cultist
154.23: Pfft, the last line makes it.
154.24: Much sacrifice XD
154.25: Twi you dork XD
154.26: Eheheh so many puns
154.27: Yoikes...
154.28: *snerk*
154.29: In spite of themselves.
154.30: Only slightly
Lex Luthor would be proud.
Also 154.27 sounds ominous if any of the Lovecraft/ MLE's do a coup. That sounds rather bad for the whole thing.
Forty PIes and...I'm SURE I read the "Beware the Sentinel" story somewhere. I just don't know WHERE...
Still hilarious.
6383688 It's based on the Bruce Coville short story "Duffy's Jacket". He's one of my favorite authors, and I was inspired after re-reading the story recently.
Until next time...
Anon e Mouse Jr.
sons'
unfazed
Oh dear. Is a plot actually moving forward?
Two things: 1) I'm pretty sure Pinkie cooking pancakes on Twilight counts as her breaking a Pinkie Promise, and 2) I refuse to believe that any Pinkie, looping or otherwise, can be more organized than Twilight Sparkle.
Twilex Sparkluthor.
Hidden Forbidden Holy Ground!
*Warps out*
154.30 =
Yes.
154.5: Not a bad explanation, really. It doesn't account for the "so... cheesy" line, but we can chalk that up to some sort of translation error, I imagine.
154.8: Y'know, I imagine she's looped as someone who got etiquette lessons, or whose preawake self had an outlook not unlike Rarity's, and kept character. Surprising, then, that she didn't draw on those memories, at least long enough for Celestia to stop.
154.10: derpicdn.net/img/2014/6/29/663897/thumb.png
154.12: I imagine the Candy Cane in question is the one sometimes known as Hero of the Imperium? Also, I would like to take this opportunity to point out to loop-writers that a thing can't become a healthy running gag if you run it into the ground at the starting gate. This is what, the third or fourth snippet in this chapter - out of twelve to that point, for a proportion of a quarter to a third - that's primarily focused on the quesadilla thing?
154.13: Looking angry and bored... I'm hoping that's variously, and not each looking both.
154.20: I feel like I'm missing something here. I mean, of course I am, what with not knowing Warhammer at all, but Rainbow Dash's quip about mother of a nation sounds like a reference to something. And the only thing I can associate with it is the biblical Jacob (via Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat), who had "only" twelve sons.
154.22: ...is it kosher to go into your own subspace pocket? Wouldn't that leave the claudication (which apparently has a medical definition entirely different from the Young Wizards one I'm used to...) without an external anchor point?
6816579
154.20--Mother/Father of a nation is an expression (not sure where from) that basically means "Dude, you have so many kids that their grandchildren could form a country and nobody would bat an eye!"
154.22--I don't understand what you mean by claudication. I do know it's been established that the loop won't end if an Anchor goes into their own subspace pocket. It's pretty normal for loopers--sort of like spring-cleaning or something.
6816589 In the Young Wizards books by Diane Duane, many wizards have what they call a "temporospatial claudication" (or, sometimes, an "otherspace pocket") - a small area of pinched-off space where they can put things without having to find space on their person for it. Given that 'verse's rules for wizardry, I imagine keeping things in such a pocket is slightly-to-distinctly more tiring than carrying them around physically, but I digress.
Point is, these claudications, a word I'm going to continue to use here to distinguish it from Loopers' pockets, are typically tethered to the wizard who's using them, so that they're always in reach. The wizard forms an anchor point of the tether, and therefore by extension of the claudication, which is what I meant, nothing about the Loop Anchor. I had always assumed that subspace pockets functioned much like claudications, or like video game inventory systems - you reach in, you put in/pull out what you need. Unless I forget, this is the first I've encountered a system that lets you go further into your own extradimensional inventory than Mary Poppins did.
6304194 Sunset's journal entries aren't counted in the numbering. It's always been that way. Go back through the previous chapters and check.
Where the HECK is 154.6 from..."Scary Stories to tell in the dark"? Maybe?
7108819 Duffy's Jacket, a short story by Bruce Coville. (Collected in the anthologies Bruce Coville's Book of Monsters and Odds Are Good, itself an omnibus of two of his earlier anthologies, if you're interested. Not sure if it was published in any other collections.)
Until next time...
Anon e Mouse Jr.
X-Men character Doug Ramsey, aka. Cipher, knows every language, and recently started learning computer language...
6816589 That expression MAY indeed be from The Bible... I forget the EXACT wording used, but God promised Abraham that he would literally be the father of a great nation, and reaffirmed the promise with his son and grandson (this is, by the way, the origins of the Israeli people). Given how long ago that part was first penned (even by the latest dates), it would be difficult for something like that to be much older.
Of course, if something SPECIFIC was being referenced, and it's NOT The Bible, then I have no clue.
154.6 Is a crossover with Duffy's Jacket, isn't it? Twilight=Jacob, Trixie=Duffy, Nyx=Maggie(?).
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Yes. Yes, it is.
Until next time...
Anon e Mouse Jr.
I read this chapter while eating a quesadilla.
oh, i read a story, and several spin-offs, where that was really true! the result was lots of copies of Twilight trapped in a weird place...VERY grim stories...
i think it was called "don't blink".
here's a similar comic:
https://www.deviantart.com/art/How-Cheddare-You-596017084
Apparently, they're scared of The Pink, scared enough to listen. I wonder if any of them consider her their mom?
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It’s just called “Blink”.
Also I read one about Blake from RWBY where something similar happened with her clones. I don’t remember what it was called though.
I'm more surprised that epona is pregnant and that the admins can have kids
WHY DID YOU LET HIM ON THE AIRSHIP IN THE MAGIC WORLD THEN JOTORO! YOU ARE PERFECTLY AWARE OF WHAT HAPPENS WHEN JONATHAN FLYS!
So has she just adopted all the God Emperor@s kids at this point?
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When there isn't another parental figure around, she's the natural choice. Leman turned out fairly well.