Bucking door! I've had bloody enough of you! Y'know what? Buck it, If I can't break you, I'll break the generator instead. Make them come down to fix it.
Buck, mare, I've not had to revert to my energy ball yet, and I swear, if I do, you'll pay.
Alright, let's see how you're gonna take it, panel thingy.
*Thump*
*BZZZAP!*
Ohhh... Ohhh my head... Ohhh...
Now that's gonna take more than a few intestines to fix... Dear Celestia...
Hey, yo, where am I? And why the hell are there knives on that table? And who the hell are you catty chicks?
Who we are is not important. Where we are, probably. But the most important thing we should be asking is if you need help with saving your sister.
Ok, so first off, Silence, isn't this a little Deus Ex Machina for your taste? Secondly, how the hell do you know about Pinkie, Catgirls, and thirdly, tell me where the buck we are!
Calm yourself. We will not harm nor hinder you.
You are currently in the containment cell of the King's Spears. We are the Black Rabbit Company, and have been observing you this entire time. Shadow travel is not uncommonly known to us.
I'm almost afraid to ask why.
We have developed a way - with the help of Wizard - to control these spears and the entities within via a single, non-terrestrial being.
Wait. What? Spears? Entities? WITHIN? What the buck, mare, you brought me here just to get possessed? Hell no!
I assure you, you will not be capable of rescuing your sister without our and the spears' help.
Did. You. Just. Threaten. Me.
Relax, fool. You will grow more powerful than any other being in existence as a result. Is that not worth it? The possibilities to destroy this place in its' entirety, killing, destroying, causing chaos. And only you can wield this power without dying.
I don't trust you. In any case. But I did say I would destroy the world for her if I had to.
Wait... That poem...
Poem...?
The Black Moon howls, a child is lost. One other remains, who must pay the cost. The short-sighted fools will pay the price. Even if the world must be her sacrifice.
As I thought. You are indeed going to be the successful subject. Honestly, that is wonderful. Let us begin, shall we?
Whoa, whoa, hold on! You don't just get to do tha- AGGGHHHH!!!!!
Continue. Perform the shard implant for every single spear. The short-sighted fools will indeed pay the price.
Perhaps even the entire world will.