Legacy of the Everfree Finale Promo - Coming Later Today! · 4:43pm Feb 27th, 2019
Human World, Late 1990s
She launched herself off the ground to clear the last distance, covering herself in a glow of magic as she crashed into the funnel cloud. The difference in location was immediately apparent within the white out. Doubt, sorrow, agony, fear, malice, spite, apathy, they all dug into her from every angle like a swarm of ants. Every single negative memory hit her all at once and would have surely crushed her had she been a normal human. Or perhaps if she had been anyone but her? She had her regrets, she had her pain, she had times she wanted to give up, she had plenty of times she wanted to indulge her own desires but put them aside for the sake of others. Because she became a mother, because she became a wife, because she became the Retainer of the Elements, because she became a good person. So many problems could have been solved if she took the easy way out, so many struggles could have been won handily if she abused her powers, so many pains could’ve been avoided entirely if she sought her own desires.
But whoever said being good and being hopeful was easy? If these Windigos wanted to stop her, they have to try harder than trying to make her stop herself. The dark mask materialized around her eyes and she fully transformed.
Because when Wysteria, the current Gaea Everfree, crashed through the funnel cloud, it barely put up any resistance as the juggernaut smashed her way into the eye of the storm. And into the frozen, decadent landscape that had once been Canterlot.
The town was barely recognizable. Even in the eye of the storm, the sky above carried enough overcast that the moonbeams that could pierce through dotted the landscape in passing, phasing beams of silver that crisscrossed the glacial earth in a dim gray sheen. Washed out was an adequate descriptor, desolate was another. The setting was gripped in a loose fog that only further served to dilute visibility and color. Numerous storefront windows shattered with frozen waves of ice jutting inwards, cars so covered in snow and frost they looked like hills, multiple power poles, some still pitifully spouting sparks, torn down by talons of ice stabbing through their trunks, all put to the groaning chorus of the frozen wind slithering through the streets and alleyways in a sirenous wail.
Except, not all of it was just the wind.
When Gaea Everfree first saw it again, she could swear her blood nearly froze. It was as if it suddenly materialized, or had always been there, but had been perfectly camouflaged against the ice, fog, and snow. There was no glint or shine from its eyes or sudden movement by its body. In fact, it was so still that one could almost mistake it for a frostbitten corpse propped up against some backdrop article. But morbid as that thought could be, it was nothing compared to the grim visage it bore and the malefic aura that steamed off it like a haze. Especially when it started moving.
Gaea steeled her fear and made ready as it started lurching forward, moving in an uncanny manner so unlike a person in balance, sway, or gate. The closer it got, the less the mist and darkness obscured its form. It left no footprints for it perfectly stood upon the snow without sinking into it. Gaea had to hide her revulsion at its appearance while curling fists and reaching her magic through the ground to feel for any foliage or root systems to use. The hide was bleached white and dead gray, gaunt and tightly hugging sinew and shrunken muscle. The total lack of softer tissue made the ribcage and pelvis so obvious that the bottom of the cage and tops of the iliacs protruded from the skin in sharp bone points which, in tandem with the extremely gaunt and sunken-in stomach, gave the lower torso the appearance some grotesque parody of a ravenous mouth with four fangs.
The arms were unnaturally long and spindly with swells at the elbows and wrists, reaching the knees with the tips frostbitten and twisted to points. It had little hair other than a frost riddled mass partially condensed into icicles hanging down from the head and upon the shoulders. The face lacked soft tissue almost entirely aside from tightened skin hugging bone; the nose near gone to expose nasal bone and the ears had been frostbitten away to pointed protuberances ringed in black. The body shifted slightly, icy growths appearing across it to adorn parts of the form like armor. Adorning the head were a pair of pronged, swept back spires of ice resembling a small set of deer antlers. Gaea Everfree really did not want to think about where the very prominent red staining on this one’s face came from. The lipless maw flopped open far too wide for a normal human, cracked and jagged teeth glinting off the moonlight as the creature let out a much louder wail that Gaea physically felt blow the air past her in a frozen gale that stabbed into her skin.
No longer needing his spirit form, he had taken on a more solid state. In Equestria, he reveled in the torment caused to the mermares and ponies, thusly having been created in a form akin to their own as a slight against the six ponies who assaulted his master. In this world of primates, it was a monstrous echo of their form he’d chosen. Had an Algonquian human from Terra bore him witness, he’d have called him the Spirit of the North Wind, Famine, and Evil. Boreas just called himself a monster.
Nice
Do we need any more proof than this that Boreas is a f@$€ing creep?
Is Wysteria in anyway connected to Sunset? I haven't read the story yet, but that hair color combo is pretty distinct.
so.... a trio of freaky ice monsters.
lea's going through the same thing Goji and X went through. ( facing their 'dark sides'.)
(*ahem* X vs Kaizer, Goji vs Shin *ahem*)
and some DBZ power levels.
this chapter may not have kaiju, but this ARC is going to be GREAT!
#DvH! (Defenders vs Hunters!)
(song: "Blizzard")
Shogun Ghidorah.
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Wysteria is Gloriosa's mother.
Mine, the past weeks weren't doing so well, but this week was great, and this news just adds to my good mood. Thanks for everything Tarb!
Edit: OH LAWD, DAT WORD COUNT
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He's an unabashed, psychotic, masochistic murderer, destroyer, and rapist. Let's just say Aria REALLY takes far more after her mom.
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Again, I must ask that you please refrain from demanding story elements to happen.
The end of the psuedo holiday special, and its coming out in February...well i guess the show did release a Christmas episode in May.
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Think of it as a Winter special. Hence why it's not titled as a specific holiday special :)
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How rude!
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rude?
what was rude?
or is this a joke?
(if I was rude, sorry. plz tell me what was rude.)
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I'm........ not.......just thought?
(Edit: when't back and got rid of that part)
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You didn't do anything rude, but bothering Tarb about ideas that won't be incorporated into the main story can be annoying & a waste of time for you, and Tarb. I know you don't mean anything bad about it, but you gotta show a little restraint with your comments.
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Calm down, V, he's just getting a little too excited.
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I know it's been a while since I asked any questions, what do you think about season 9 of mlp
YES!!!
The artwork is really good. It’s cool how the neon green actually looks to be glowing.
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My bad, Tem
wow she looks awesome
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ok
The description for Boreas makes me think of a feeder from Dead Space 3.
Algonquian?
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Algonquian_peoples
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Ah, thanks :D
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No problem. Essentially Algonquian people are a collection of First Nations groups united in similar languages and cultures, chiefly around the Great Lakes area but some have spread much further into both more northerly Canada and into the central Western USA. They were a mix of hunter-gatherer and agriculturalists before European contact, and some lived in extremely large settlements numbering in the thousands of occupants, full blown cities.
Important to our story here, is the myth of the Wendigo. The wendigo is a monster or spirit in their mythology, most often associated with famine, misery, winter, ice, and greed; often in the form of murder and cannibalism. Exact specifics can vary, sometimes it's an entirely spiritual entity, sometimes its a physical monster, sometimes it's a possessed human. Common traits are a gaunt, starving appearance, frostbite on the body, and a face similar to a deer skull such as having antlers.
What I did was combine the mythological wendigo with the MLP who's windigos, having the former be the trio of Boreas, Notus, and Zephyrus' physical form and the latter being their name and spirit form; they can transition between the two.
Read it, got creeped the hell out by it, loved it!
Mind you, now knowing what their physical forms look like, combined with the fact that Adagio's, Aria's, and Sonata's parents had them because they were raped by them...one thing to say. Where's my shotgun?