Wake up. See this. What do? - Part 2: Raise the Flag (comment driven story)

by RazortheAwesome

Conversing with Risen Flagg WITH A VENGEANCE (Okay I'm going to stop doing this now)

Captain Kirk quietly got outside of Sugarcube corner just behind a group of ponies that were obviously stoned. He heard one of them mention an orgy, and as interesting to him as that seemed, there were more pressing matters at hand right now. As quickly and discreetly as he could, he walked around to the side of the building and pulled out his communicator, which would not stop beeping.

"Kirk here, come in Enterprise," he eagerly said into it.

"Captain............" Sulu's voice came from the other side, followed by a lot of static. "What is your............. We've been....... Sh................... hack........."

"Could you repeat that Sulu?" Kirk said as the static kept coming. "There seems to be quite a bit of interference. I didn't quite catch what you said."

"Captain......" Sulu's voice echoed through the communicator again, followed by more static. "I sa-" Before he could even finish that one word, his voice suddenly dropped from the communicator, as did the static.

"Sulu," Kirk said, trying to sound calm. "Sulu come in." Sulu didn't respond. "Enterprise. Enterprise this is Kirk, come in." His communicator remained silent. "F*ck!" Kirk yelled as loud as he could as he threw the communicator on the ground.

Pinkie Pie Party Round 2 Song 3
Out Here by Pendulum

Off in the distance, he saw his cousin's friend Rainbow Dash talking with a jet black stallion with a purple mane and tail.

In front of the black unicorn a orange earth pony with a brown mane and a pencil writing in a notebook for a cutie mark appears in front of him.

???: Seth what are you doing here?

Seth: What? Who are you?

???: I... Damnit! I didn't think of a name for this Ponsona... Let's see the SES in my user name... Just all me Straight Edge.

Seth: Uh... okay... How do you know me? And how did you teleport like that, you're clearly not a unicorn.

S.E.: That's not important, what is important is that you're in the wrong universe. You're supposed to be in the dimensional battle royale with Razor and Filia. Even if you weren't you'd still be in the wrong universe.

Seth: Oh, so that's why Rainbow didn't recognize me.

S.E.: No shit Sherlock. Besides the Rainbow Dash in this universe is a lesbian.

RD: NO I'M NOT!

S.E.: Ignore her. Anyways back to where you belong. And don't worry you won't remember any of this, like the Poker Night stories, and Death Battle Equestria.

Seth: Wait Wh...

With a flash of light Seth is gone.

S.E.: Welp that's taken care of, now what to do... Eh Razor's here I'll go introduce myself and see how long it takes him to figure out who I am.

As the earth pony walks through the crowd of ponies he passes Line Draft, gives a shit eating grin, says, "He's still alive.", and continues on his way.

Back inside the party, the black unicorn that was talking to Rainbow Dash a few seconds earlier was walking away with his held held low when suddenly an orange earth pony with a brown mane and a pencil writing in a notebook for a cutie mark appeared in front of him. There wasn't any magic of a flash of light, and he wasn't a unicorn so there was no way he could have teleported in. It was more like one second he wasn't there, and the next he was. Kind of like a glitch in time.

"Seth, what are you doing here?" the orange pony asked the black unicorn.

"Wait, who are you?" The black unicorn, Seth, asked him, now more confused than anything.

"I'm...." the orange pony was about to say, but then stopped himself. "Damnit! I didn't even think of a name for this persona. Um....." he put his hoof to his chin in thought for a moment. "Let's see... SES is in my username so........ just call me Straight Edge."

"Uh, okay," Seth said to him, now even more confused. "Okay, one, how do you know my name, and two, how did you teleport in like that? You're obviously not a unicorn, you're clearly not a unicorn."

"That's not important," Straight Edge responded. "What is important is that you're in the wrong universe. You're supposed to be in the Dimensional Battle Royale universe with Razor's OC and Filia. Even if you weren't you'd still be in the wrong universe."

"Oh, so that's why Rainbow didn't recognize me," Seth, who had had experience in the past with multiple universes, responded with sudden understanding.

"No shit Sherlock," Straight Edge responded to Seth. "Besides, the Rainbow Dash in this universe is a closet lesbian."

"NO I'M NOT!!!!!" Rainbow Dash, who had been listening in on their conversation for some reason shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Ignore her," Straight Edge said to Seth.

"Wait, really, she is?" Seth asked with a strange curiosity in his voice.

"Yeah," Straight Edge responded. "Want proof, look at the way she looks at Applejack as she walks by." At that, both Seth and Straight Edge turned to look in Rainbow Dash's direction. Surely enough, as they turned to look, Applejack walked across the party in front of Rainbow Dash. More importantly though, as Applejack walked past Rainbow Dash, Rainbow Dash's eyes seemed to follow her every step as she kept staring down at her. Staring down... as if she wasn't staring at her face... and her eyes seemed to move back and forth a bit, as if she was following something that was swaying. Rainbow Dash also blushed a little bit as Applejack's luscious rump escaped her yet again.

"Oh my," Seth said, now blushing a little himself.

"Anyways," Straight Edge said after that had ended. "Back to where you belong, and don't worry you won't remember any of this, like the Poker Night series or Death Battle Equestria. Speaking of which I should probably get on that."

"Wait wha-" Before Seth could even finish that sentence, just as Straight Edge had suddenly appeared in this story, so too has Seth disappeared back into the Dimensional Battle Royale universe where he was needed.

"Whelp, that's taken care of," Straight Edge said to himself. "Now what to do.... Eh, Razor's here. I'll go introduce myself and see how long it takes him to figure out who I am." And at that, Straight Edge turned around and made his way through the crowd of ponies to find Razor.

*Roseluck's ears flicker at the sound of Hip to be Square playing over the sounds of the party*

Roseluck: Isn't this that song that played during the training video you showed me?

Line Draft: Hmm? *sips on a cup of punch*

RL: You know, based on that book you said Twilight tried to get banned from the library.

LD: That wasn't a training video.

RL: Really?

LD: Nope, just something I put on while I was working and you were over watering the flowers.

RL: Huh.

Rarity saunters up to the pair, Roseluck smiling friendly at her while Line Draft sipped on the cup of punch.

Rarity: Hello, Rose.

RL: Rarity, how are you?

RY: Fine, totally not thinking about dicks.

RL: What?

RY: Anyway, who is this hunk of stallion meat you have with you tonight?

LD: Evening. My name is Line Draft.

RY: Oh, what do you do for a living?

LD: I'm an architect.

RY: Fascinating... Are you presently seeing anypony?

LD: Beg pardon.

RY: You know, seeing anypony cordially with the high chance of officiating the office while lying betwixt the sheets?

LD: Rarity are you implying that...

RY: I WANT YOU!

RL and LD: WHAT!?

RY: I WANT YOU SO BAD!

LD: Rarity, I am flattered and all but the answer is...

RY: YES!?

RL: *in an instance, watching Rarity make moves on her stallion, or at least what Roseluck BELIEVED, heavy on that BELIEVED people, something began to awaken inside of her that started as a low burn and then all at once burst into flames rising higher and higher with each motion, her breathing become faster paced than usual. She was jealous, jealous that this pony was making moves on HER stallion, though to be fair he was only hers in her imagination, but still the point remained.*

RY: *her hoof slipped down his coat, lower and lower until finally Rarity achieved levels of uncomfortableness unfathomed by all the gods in all the realms*

LD: RARITY!

RY: Enjoying yourself?

RL: *raises her hoof, pulling it back as far as possible, she leapt forward and struck Rarity full on in the face* GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU BITCH!

RY: *rubbing her face after flying about ten feet backwards* What’s your problem!

RL: This stallion is MINE, got that, RARITY!

RY: Well, I don’t see a wedding band so that means he’s fair *punches Roseluck* GAME!

RL: *does not flinch and just stands there with Rarity’s hoof in her face* You shouldn’t have done that.

RY: Now, let’s be reasonable, Rose, I am the more desirable candidate when it comes to love.

RL: OH REALLY!?

RY: Yes, you are rather plain and lack a desirable complexion.

RL: *hits Rarity again, this time knocking her twenty feet back into the heart of the party at the hooves of Pinkie Pie, her ‘companion’ and a few other very enthusiastic commenters making cameos* AT LEAST I AM NOT A STALLION SUCKING CELESTIA DAMNED MOTHERF**KING SUCUBUS WHO CAN’T KEEP A MATE BECAUSE OF AN OBESSEION TO GARGLE THE NEAREST PHALLAC APPENDAGE!

Meanwhile in Line Draft’s Head:

LD: You do realize that she’s going to kill, Rarity right?

DXIV: Yeah, but I want to see how close she gets before we have to stop.

LD: She looks like she’s about to curb stomp her into the wood floor.

DXIV: Wait for it….

Roseluck's ear flickered a little bit as the song Hip to be Square reached it's end.

"Say, wasn't that the song that played during the training video that you showed me?" she asked Line Draft.

"Hmm," was Line Draft's only response as he sipped his cup of punch.

"You know, the one based on that book that you said Twilight was trying to get banned from the library," Roseluck said.

"That wasn't a training video," Line Draft responded.

"Really?" Roseluck responded, now suddenly confused.

"Nope," Line Draft responded again to her. "That was just something I put on while I was working and you were over watering flowers."

"Huh," was all Roseluck had to say to that. Before another thought could enter the speech center of her brain, Rarity suddenly sauntered up to the pair seemingly out of nowhere. When she saw her, Roseluck just smiled in a friendly manner while Line Draft took another sip of his punch.

"Hello, Rose," Rarity said to Roseluck in her usual manner.

"Rarity, how are you?" Roseluck asked her good acquaintance. Sure she'd seen her around the flower shop from time to time, but they never really got to know each other that well.

"Fine..." Rarity responded. "Just fine. Really, I am perfectly all right. There is nothing wrong at all."

"Oooookay," Roseluck said, not really believing her.

"Anyway," Rarity continued. "Who is this hunk of a stallion meat you have with you tonight?" Rarity asked, her eyes only on Line Draft.

"Evening," Line Draft politely said to her as he held out a hoof. "My name is Line Draft."

"Oh," Rarity cooed as she took his hoof and shook it like a lady would. "And what do you do you a living?"

"I'm an architect," Line Draft said to her, still the same as ever.

"Fascinating..." Rarity said. She was silent for a moment as her eyes quickly looked down towards the ground, then back up at Line Draft's eyes. "Are you presently seeing anypony?"

"Beg pardon?" Line Draft responded as he raised an eyebrow.

"You know," Rarity said as she took a step a bit closer to Line Draft. "Seeing anypony cordially with the high chance of officiating the office while lying betwixt the sheets?" When she finished that sentence, she was close enough to touch him. Line Draft was silent for a few moments before he spoke again.

"Rarity..." he said a bit nervously. "Are you implying that-"

"I WANT YOU!!!" Rarity practically shouted before he could finish.

"WHAT!?" Both Line Draft and Roseluck shouted seemingly in unison.

"I WANT YOU SO BAD!" Rarity clarified, ignoring Roseluck, but not Line Draft.

"Rarity," Line Draft tried to speak. "I'm flattered but the answer is-"

"YES!" Rarity practically screamed again before he could finish. Then, in an instant, Roseluck watched Rarity make a move on her stallion, or at least what Roseluck believed, with a very heavy emphasis on the word believed, to be her stallion, as Rarity slipped a hoof down his coat lower and lower until she had reached a level of uncomfortableness unfathomable by all of the gods. As Roseluck watched this, something began to awaken inside of her that started as a low burn and then all at once burst into flames rising higher and higher with each motion, her breathing become faster paced than usual. She was jealous, jealous that this pony was making moves on HER stallion, though to be fair he was only hers in her imagination, but still the point remained.

"Enjoying yourself?" Rarity asked Line Draft in the most sultry tone she could possibly conjure up.

"GET AWAY FROM HER YOU BITCH!" Roseluck screamed as she pulled her hoof back as far as she could and struck Rarity right in the face. The resulting impact knocked her away from Line Draft and onto the floor. Rarity, seemingly unable to believe what Roseluck just did, could only look up at her with a look of complete shock on her face as she rubbed the stop where she got hit.

"What is your problem!?" Rarity finally asked after the initial shock wore off.

"This stallion is mine. MINE!" Roseluck screamed at Rarity. "Got that Rarity!"

"Well...." Rarity replied as she got back up onto her hooves. "I don't see a wedding band so that means that he's-" Right as Rarity said that last word she punched Roseluck in the face. "Fair game." Unlike Rarity though, Roseluck did not get knocked down, in fact, she did not even flinch, she just stood there with Rarity's hoof in her face.

"You should not have done that," Roseluck quietly said to Rarity as her expression became more and more... well, darker, for lack of a better word.

"Now, now," Rarity said as she pulled her hoof back. "Let’s be reasonable, Rose, I am the more desirable candidate when it comes to love."

"OH REALLY!" Roseluck said, her anger levels rising.

"Yes," Rarity said, as if she didn't even give a single f*ck. "You are rather plain and lack a desirable complexion." Right as she finished that sentence, Roseluck leapt onto Rarity and tackled her to the ground.

"AT LEAST I AM NOT A STALLION SUCKING CELESTIA DAMNED MOTHERF**KING SUCCUBUS WHO CAN’T KEEP A MATE BECAUSE OF AN OBSESSION TO GARGLE THE NEAREST PHALLIC APPENDAGE!"

"YOU BITCH!" Rarity screamed as she grabbed a bit of Roseluck's mane and then headbutted her. "HOW DARE YOU CALL ME THAT!" Then at that, Rarity got back up and threw another punch at Roseluck, who deflected it by grabbing it with her forehooves and flipping Rarity over onto the ground again and getting on top of her. Rarity responded by grabbing Roseluck and rolling her over so that she was on top of her before throwing another punch. Roseluck in turn reached up and grabbed Rarity's mane, which she then used to pull Rarity back down towards the ground before she rolled over and got back on top of her.

"You do realize that she's going to kill her right?" the voice of Line Draft said to the one who was his user and creator.

"Yes," the voice of DaedaltheusXIV responded to him. "But I want to see how close she gets before we have to stop her."

"She looks like she’s about to curb stomp her into the wood floor," Line Draft said to DaedaltheusXIV.

"Wait for it," was the only thing DaedaltheusXIV had to say about that.

Not too far away, at the edge of the party looking in, a brown pitt bull/shar pei mix dog wearing sunglasses was watching the ensuing catfight.

"Twenty bits says that Rarity kicks her ass," the dog said to Thunderlane, who happened to be standing right next to him.

"Wait, did you just talk?" Thunderlane replied with immense confusion as he looked down at the strange brown dog.

"Um..." the brown dog said to himself as it quickly dawned on him what he just did. "No......"

At that, Thunderlane just turned around and walked away... as quickly as he could. The brown dog just watched him for for a moment before he shrugged to himself and went back to watching the catfight.

Lazertheawesome trolls all over the place!

As you stand there terrified of the pony in front of you, off in the distance you notice another pony who looks exactly like the DJ, but is an earth pony and is for some reason shooting lasers from his eyes. They aren't hurting anypony or anything, he's just shooting lasers.

'Huh, weird,' you think to yourself at that before you look back down at Risen Flagg.

Well, you are calm and calculating, and so you can remain so in conversation with him. Just like Batman can talk down Darkseid, or the Doctor can scold a freaking living planet, so too can you get through this conversation with confidence.

Alright, in the conversation, be nice and polite. No reason to be rude- that wouldn't help anything. Here you are, having some punch with an Outer God. No reason to piss it off. So, be nice. Don't call him out directly. Just say some stuff that might cause him to show signs of his true self, without being a douchebag about it. Relatively normal things, or, barring that, stuff that would sound completely random to others, but, to him, would make sense, and, as such, may spark a reaction. A few examples, with the mindset that- him being an Outer God and all- he already knows what you know about him:

Main story: Not only do you have your inner Doctor's ingenuity and weirdness, you also channeled his charismatic diplomacy, so you have become the most smoothest speaker in this conversation. Also, Batman and the Doctor is poking in the details and trying to drive the conversation in your favor. Why have all this confidence suddenly? Probably because those two finally had enough of you being a pussy. THEY fought beings like Risen before.
Examine your opponent. As of you've gathered from him, he has this odd charisma, a way with words, noticing how he speaks, and he is loved by the mares around him. He's an outer god, the kind who likes mind games. You need to pull every Love-Craftian knowledge you have to get an edge.
Cleanse your mind, and keep a cool head. Maybe he is a powerful being, but you have your tenacity to pull you through. Just do it.

To Jason:
Step 1: PANIC
Step 2: PANIC SOME MORE
Step 3: I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I must not fear.Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.....
Step 4: Relax, just relax, I'M TELLING YOU TO RELAX!!
Step 5: It's okay, you can do this....just breathe and go to your happy place.

Okay, you are not gonna lie to yourself right now... at all..... you are kind of freaking out right now... a lot... easily. If he weren't in front of you right now this is probably the part where you would scream your head off and run away. No, really, that's how much you are freaking out right now.

So, inwardly, you panic.

Then, suddenly, the three characters you are channeling all kick in and start telling you to get your f*cking act together. Okay, they might not be actually telling you anything, but they are kind of influencing your thoughts right now.

Each of them help you calm yourself down in different ways. Your inner Batman reminds you how he managed to talk down Darkseid without blinking, your inner Doctor reminds you of how he scolded a freaking living sun, The Black Guardian, and several other entities that claimed the title of god where he is from, and your inner King Arthur. Well, he's been through enough to tell you that you really DO need to calm yourself. Sure, Morgana wasn't a god or anything of the sort, but still.

So, with all of them telling you that, you mentally take a deep breath, calm yourself..... and still continue to panic.

Then your inner Batman punches you (figuratively of course) right in your brain and tells you "GROW SOME!"

And at that, you feel relaxed enough to actually talk to the abomination (and you know he is) standing in front of you.

First and foremost, before you do a damn thing, record all of this. Whisper something in latin akin to "Record this conversation" or something. Be as sneaky about it as you can about it. This is an Outer God, after all, so I don't know how you could manage to pull this off, but it's important- you could notice something different later, maybe- and this would help convince the others about him, if he does or says anything suspicious. Image feed as well as audio would be preffered. Hopefully this'll work, since you aren't directly targetting him, so much as you're targeting an area that happens to involve him. Heck, even if, when the recording plays, he's all blurred out or something, that alone would be suspicious. So you should do it, and hope he somehow doesn't notice.

Before another thought enters your brain though, your inner Batman chimes back in and suggests that maybe using your Latin powers there might be a way to somehow record this conversation. Maybe you can use your powers to write down everything you all say on a piece of paper, or just make it appear on a piece of paper, of give yourself perfect memory or what not.

While that is a good idea, another thought enters your mind. How could you possibly do that without him noticing? Cause lets face it, he is an OUTER GOD after all. He can probably notice everything.

Then you remember something else about your abilities. If something is possible for a human to accomplish, then you don't need to say anything in Latin at all.

"Recordabor hoc colloquium," you think to yourself just in case. Yes, the Latin abilities do need to be spoken out loud for them to have any kind of effect, but since what you're doing is just going to be remembering something, then you figure this should do it for now. You hope.

Alright Jason you are about to talk to Risen Flagg, first rule don't panic. Once you have done that perform some small talk with him, next offer him a drink and a cupcake. Sure he may be the guy going to kill you, but let's face it there is no need to be rude and become the bad guy yourself. Don't fire unless you are fired upon first that is the main rule of engagement.

"Sure," you finally open your mouth and say to Risen Flagg after what seems like a FOREVER time of panicing. "You want some punch?"

"Yes, yes I would," Risen Flagg replies to you.

"All right," you say back to him as you turn back around to pour him a cup of punch. You still keep an eye on him while you do though. As your pour him punch, both your own logical mind and your inner Batman tell you that it probably would be a good idea NEVER to mention ANYTHING about Lovecraft, your own world, or his real name, since you don't want to arouse any suspicion in yourself. After all, if you say the wrong thing, if he is who you think he is, you know that he probably can just say "f*ck it," to pretense and just erase you all right here and now.

With all of that out of your mind, you turn back around to Risen Flagg and hand him his cup of punch, which he takes from you with his own magical grasp. You then watch him take a sip of it before nodding to himself. He seems to like it.

So here you are, having punch with an outer god.

Ask after your friend in Canterlot, Twilight. He was just there, so maybe he knows something about her condition. Don't trust a word he says, though. Casually mention that you were hoping to get to know her a bit better, maybe take her on a date. While it's the farthest thing from your mind, if Twilight is right about a centaur, than the last thing Flagg would want is you coupling with a pony. Casually mention how hot some of the mares look tonight. Pretend to be interested in them.

"You say you just came from Canterlot?" you ask him.

"Yes," Risen Flagg replies calmly enough as he takes another sip of his punch.

"You didn't by any chance happen to see Twilight Sparkle before you left did you?" you ask him. Frankly, part if you is curious about how she is doing.

"Ah Yes, I quite remember encountering Miss Sparkle whilst I was in Canterlot," Risen Flagg replies as if reminiscing about something. "However, our meeting was overall a brief, given that I had official Equestrian Senate business to attend to."

"So you didn't get the chance to talk to her?" you ask.

"I'm afraid not," he replies to you. Somehow, you don't trust a word he says on that. There is silence between the two of you for a moment after that, so you take another sip of punch, as does Risen Flagg. "I am curious," he then begins to say. "How did a creature such as you happen to come into this world? Surely it was not by chance."

You take a moment to think about that. You had a feeling he would ask you something like this. It takes all of your willpower to do this, and a little help from the characters you're channeling, but you let out a little laugh to yourself at that.

"Would you believe I would brought here by accident?" you reply to him. Hey, that's not really a lie.

"An accident?" Risen Flagg replies with the raise of an eyebrow, seeming more curious.

"Yeah," you say. "Twilight accidentally summoned me into this world because she thought she needed me for something. Turned out it was a load of bullsh*t." Part of you also thinks you should bring up the centaur that Twilight wanted you for, but you hold back on that. While you know for 100% that her centaur theory was debunked by Lyra, you still feel like you shouldn't bring it up for some reason. After all, you still don't know what she wanted it for. "That's really it actually."

Ask him about his childhood.

You should ask some normal questions, too, I suppose. Ask him what he did before he became a senator, and/or what his childhood was like. I doubt he'll answer, "Oh, I was an Outer God, killin' humanity and stuff," but it'll still be interesting to see what lie he comes up with. Ask him how his senator position has been, and what he's been doing. Ask how Twilight's doing. Stuff like that. Ask who that butler pony and Trixie are, too, and how he knows and met them.

Your excuse to have him elaborate his status in society: "Sorry, I'm new here, and you seem popular around here. Should I be honored in any way?" We know this is a lie, but work with it. "I've told a little bit about myself, so it's fair that I get to know you."

"But that's enough about me," you say to him to quickly move away from the subject. "Sorry, but as you're no doubt aware, I'm kind of new around here, and you seem popular around here. So... should I be honored in any way? I mean after all, I've told you about me, so it's fair that I get to know you." You say as you take another sip of punch. "How did someone.... I'm sorry, somepony, like you become a Canterlot senator anyway? Forgive me if I seem ignorant, but I thought Equestria was run by the Princess."

"Ah, yes," Risen Flagg says, seeming eager to answer that question. "Well you see, young man, I was born in a small village on the upper east coast of Equestria, a village that I am sad to say perished in a fire when I was a young colt. From there, I found myself in the company of extended relatives in the poor suburbs of Canterlot. My aunt and uncle worked as mechanics, spurning an interest in machines within a young stallion's heart, but my true passion lay in the law. I studied my flank off for years until I got my cutie-mark and become a small time lawyer. One evening, I happened to witness some terrible acts being perpetrated against the lovely mare that now serves as my aid and decided that something must be done. Equestria is a nation that prides itself in egalitarianism but we show so little of it in our socio-cultural activities. Thus, I ran for senate, using the status as a lawyer and the money given to me by my dearly departed aunt and uncle to start up Flag Industrial Works, putting ponies to work. I ran in the senate on a ticket of equality, truth, justice and the fair treatment of all that walked under the banner of the two sisters."

"I see," you say to him. You say to him. You have to admit, that was a bit more of an elaborate story than you thought he'd come up with. Then again, he is an outer god, he's probably had a while to think about this.

Casually ask him about his assistant, Trixie. Put him off his guard by asking how he met her. After he's talked for a while, ask him if she's single.

"You said something happened to your aid, you mean Trixie?" you say to him. "How did you meet her anyway?"

"Well..." Risen Flagg says, his expression dropping a bit. "I met Trixie in Canterlot one cold night where I saved her from some rapist ruffians that attempted to sexually assault the poor thing." At this point, he then lifts his head back up to look at you, as if proud of her somehow. "I saw potential in that spunky little mare and decided to give her a job as my aid and campaign manager."

Step 7: Ask him about how things are going in Canterlot.

As much as you wanted to know more about Trixie, you could tell that was kind of a sensitive subject. After all, nobody goes through something like that and wants to talk about it. There is a couple moments of silence between you before you speak again.

"So how are things in Canterlot?" you say to change the subject again.

"The whole socio-political structure of the city is in an uproar," Risen responds seemingly without caring. "With the internal investigations into all of the departments and the corruption. The Senator from Hoofington was arrested yesterday morning for participating in a prostitution sting and the Senator from Seaddle was found guilty of drug possession."

"Interesting..." is all you have to say. You suppose even here, political corruption is a thing that exists. With that thought, your inner Batman files it away for later.

What are the projects that you are doing in order to repair Equestria, or more specifically those that making Equestria a better place to be?

"Is there anything else going on in Canterlot?" you ask him. "I mean, are there any projects that you are doing in order to repair Equestria? You said that you wanted to make Equestria a better place to be, so how are you going about doing that?"

"Aside from the rapid industrialization of the entire nation, I am presently funding and working on several projects to improve the infrastructure of Equestria. For example, we just repaired most of the major roads that run throughout the city of Canterlot, and gave them a fresh coat of paint to boot." He says to you.

Ok Jason, now is not the time for a dance off, instead, tell the quite possibly evil bastard of a pony in front of you a rather amusing anecdote about something involving small woodland animals...or a specific clown. He should enjoy it and it may bring the bonds of friendship between you. Possibly. Maybe might work. Other than that, be polite and use diplomatic language such as "interesting person" (raving lunatic) "slight difference in out views" (MAD HORSE MAD HORSE!) "We don't see eye to eye" (You are the biggest asshole I have ever met.) It is sure to work.

"You know, perhaps I am not very familiar with what happens down here in Ponyville," Risen Flagg suddenly says in a quick topic change. "But the reason for this party is something that is still eluding me. I mean, a 'hope this event doesn't traumatize for you life party,' I still don't see what that is about."

"Oh," you say as calmly as you can. You had a feeling that he would have known something about that, but you didn't take into account that Pinkie Pie would have put that on the invitation to this party. You make a mental note to potentially scold her later for that. She almost cost you some information if he did know something.

"Oh, that. Well, it's not exactly a pleasant story," you begin to tell him before you take another sip of your punch, which finishes it off. "I was attacked."

"Attacked, you say," Risen Flagg says, now even more curious.

"Yeah," you say. "I was in the nearby forest when suddenly I was attacked by this.... thing," that was honestly the best word you had to describe it. "That looked like a pony dressed as a clown, but... was something else..."

"You say that you had a rather creepy encounter with a pony dressed as a clown," Risen Flagg says before you could even finish. "Hmm, that is a most interesting story, I believe that I heard rumors floating about the party about something to that effect, or more interestingly that he seemed to possess supernatural abilities. Is this true?"

"To a point, yeah," you say to him. "He could change shape, at least from what I saw."

"Fascinating," Risen Flagg states, not somehow even more interested. "And by that I mean it is a miracle that you survived the dreadful encounter. You are truly a fine young, a fine specimen and a testament to the long-absent human race. I would like to investigate the matter with this clown figure, I mean after all, if he attacked you, who knows what other things he may try to do to the ponies, or perish the thought, try and attack you, again."

"Yeah," you say. You do have to admit, you have given that some thought. However, you also know that if he ever does show up again, you are ready for him. You didn't spend the entire day training with these new powers you for for nothing. You mean, you are Jason-F*CKING-Morgan! You were chased for DAYS by a magical, insane, purple rapist that teleported you to another universe, and what did you do? You stood up,and you fought like a MAN! Haypennywise isn't going to get you a second time.

You then notice Risen Flagg look off in the distance towards the other end of the party. You look too to notice a bunch of other ponies talking to Trixie. She seems to be cowering away from them for some odd reason.

"Well, it's been nice talking with you," Risen Flagg says to you as he finishes his punch. "But I really must be going now. It was nice meeting you." At that, he holds out his hoof to you.

"Thanks," you say as you take it and shake his hoof. "You too."

"Perhaps we shall see each other again sometime," he says to you as he pulls his hoof away from you. He... has this weird look in his eyes too. "Next time you are in Canterlot."

"Yeah..." you reply to him. You really don't like that look that he's giving you. "Next time I'm in Canterlot." At that, Risen Flagg walks away from you in the direction of Trixie. You watch him go for a moment.

Really, in retrospect, that wasn't as bad as you thought it would be. He seemed.... normal... or at least as normal as politicians in your world are. He didn't really say anything THAT suspicious or give any slips to his true self, or at least what you thought was his true self. Maybe he is just a normal senator after all, even if something about him still does bug you... a lot.

Perambulate the Prehistoric Avian Predecessor
Walk The Dinosaur by Was (Not Was)

Before you get the chance to spare another thought on it though, the music suddenly changes. It changes to something completely different. Something familiar.

"Boom boom acka-lacka lacka boom,
Boom boom acka-lacka boom boom."

You look over towards the DJ, who is just smirking back at you. That clever devil. He was just waiting for this.

"Boom boom acka-lacka lacka boom,
Boom boom acka-lacka boom boom."

You can't help but let out a smirk yourself as the beat to this song hits your ears. Suddenly, you feel a lot better. You just had punch with a Canterlot Senator and made it out all right. You are Jason god damned Morgan, the only human in this world. And you've been putting this off long enough.

"Yeah," you say to yourself as he move your feet around in place for a moment. "It's time." From there, you star moving towards the center of Sugarcube Corner again. All eyes are on you, you can tell. They are all waiting.

"Boom boom acka-lacka lacka-

Before you can even take three steps however, the song is suddenly cut off by the sound of an intense record scratch. You and all the other ponies look to see..... who else Risen Flagg, his horn glowing red with his magical aura. A quick look at the DJ table shows you that yes, he did in fact stop the music.

"I'm terribly sorry," he says to everypony as his magical aura dies for a moment. "I just.... absolutely despise that song." Then, suddenly, his horn lights up again, and equally suddenly, another song comes on.

Risen Flagg's choice of music
Everybody Wants To Rule The World by Tears for Fears

As the song befitting of Risen Flagg starts playing, he then holds out his hoof, and you watch Trixie start to walk towards him. Once he has her hoof. The two of them then start dancing in place. Everypony in Sugarcube Corner can't help but stare at them, all equally confused as to what just happened.

You....

Okay, you.... it doesn't matter to you anymore if Risen Flagg is just a regular senator, or an outer god, or whatever. There's only one thing you can thing you can say to this.

"Bitch you gonna die," you silently say to yourself.

If anybody can name all of the cameos that have appeared at this party, you will receive one free comment as well as your own OC making a cameo in the next chapter of the main story (this rule only applies to OC's, not characters in the story. So yeah, side story guys, you cannot use the characters that are already in the story). This prize will be given ONLY to the first person to name all of the cameos, and only that person. So if anybody else gets it after that one person, sorry, but you aren't getting your free comment. Remember though, you have to name ALL of the cameos.

Good luck

Back at the Ranch:

Pinkie Pie: I thought that there wasn’t going to be any fighting at this party?

Razor: Shit happens and without being behind the wheel at the moment, this bus is careening down a mountain road towards a cliff.

RY: What’s the big deal, he’s just a simple stallion?

RL: HE IS EVERYTHING!!! *the air around her becomes static* HE IS THE NOTHING!!! *the ground beneath her cracks, slightly* HE IS THE ALPHA AND I AM THE OMEGA!!!

Back in Line Draft’s Head:

LD: Is that the…

DXIV: Omega sign forming over her head, yes.

LD: YOU TAUGHT HER THAT THING!?

DXIV: Perhaps.

LD: I don’t wanna die.

DXIV: I don’t want to you die.

Back at the edge of the potential end of all things within fifteen miles of the party:

All at once, Line Draft tackles Roseluck to the ground while Razor and Pinkie Pie tackle Rarity to the ground.

LD: SNAP OUT OF THIS! YOU ARE GOING TO ERASE EVERYTHING WITHIN FIFTEEN FUCKING MILES OF THIS PARTY IF YOU CONTINUE!

RZ: THE POWER OF ABSTENANCE COMPELLS YOU!!! THE POWER OF ABSTENANCE COMPELLS YOU!!! THE POWER OF ABSTENANCE COMPELLS YOU!!!

PP: DICKS AREN’T WORTH IT!

LD: IF YOU KILL THIS BODY, HE WON’T FUCK YOU SENSELESS LATER!

RL: *snaps to normalcy* Really?

LD: Yes, Line Draft, the actual Line Draft that is just letting me use this body as a surrogate really likes you and really wants to get to know you.

RL: Like how?

LD: He wants to officiate the office betwixt the sheets.

RL: *squee*

RZ: RARITY! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! THERE ARE OTHER STALLIONS MORE THAN WILLING TO STICK IT TO YOU AT THIS PARTY!!!

PP: *puts Rarity in sleeper hold and Rarity promptly passes out* Sleep, just sleep.

RZ: Thank fucking Christ that’s over! *turns to face the other side of this argument* Hey sorry about that, she just kind of gets like that occasionally all of the time.

LD: Yes, clearly it’s a problem with the very written fabric of this universe. *faces Razor*

RZ: You son of a bitch.

LD: Well shit.

RZ: I knew you were here.

LD: Clearly because you did so fucking much to actually stop me.

A dog walks up to the pair and stands next to Razor, oddly enough, he’s wearing sunglasses.

Browndogg: Who’s this?

RZ: Daedaltheus the XIV, the flesh.

BG: WHAT?!

All at once, several other authorial figures surrounded the unassuming pegasus.

Kiro: So, here to start some trouble, eh?

Blazewings Thunder: Waiting to start something with all of us gathered in one spot, how very stupid of you.

That Pegasus Over There: I ready for a rumble.

KenSES: Just say the word, Razor, just say the word.

LD: Hmph, a full party turned upon a single guest, doesn’t read to well in the fabric, does it, Razor?

RZ: Maybe but then again, it would make all of us feel better if we were to kill you here and now.

LD: Please. Reason users cannot kill other Reason users, you know the rules.

RZ: Yes but we can still pummel your ass.

LD: Very well, I present you with two options. Option one *withdraws his pocket watch* my ordinary plain looking pocket watch that contains a star-god that if unleashed will consume everything I command it to. Option two, let me go. Pick you poison wisely.

RZ: Get the fuck out of here.

LD: Done. *there’s a loud cracking sound and both the pegasus and Roseluck are gone*

RZ: At least that’s over…with.

Engraved on the floor where the pair stood, Razor saw five words.

I AM ALWAYS WATCHING YOU.

Back on the dance floor, Pinkie Pie and Razor were dancing to the new song, which for this one, involved Pinkie Pie getting closer to him than usual for some reason. Something Razor didn't entirely feel comfortable with.

"Yo, Razor," someone shouted from the edge of the dance floor. Both Razor and Pinkie Pie stopped immediately as soon as his the words hit their ears and turned to see, none other than Straight Edge staring back at them. Both Razor and Pinkie Pie just stared at him confused for a moment, Razor cause it took him a moment to get who he was, and Pinkie Pie cause she had never seen him before. Straight Edge just kept staring at them with a sort of smug grin on his face. After less than a second though, it dawned on Razor.

"Oh my god!" Razor said as it did dawn on him. At that, he walked from the dance floor over towards Straight Edge "Ken!"

"Wow, that was shorter than I expected," Straight Edge replied. All at once, Razor suddenly threw his hooves around straight edge and gave him a bro hug, which Straight Edge returned.

"What are you doing here man?" Razor asked his friend and partner.

"Well, you had Seth make a cameo," Straight Edge replied. "So I figured I might as well show up too."

"Razor Bazer, who's this?" Pinkie Pie asked as she walked up next to Razor, slightly confused.

"What," Razor said as he moved around to the side of Straight Edge and kept his hoof around his neck. "Don't you recognize him?" Straight Edge just kept smiling at her.

"Hmmmmmmm......." Pinkie Pie said as she moved in to get a closer look. Almost too close. She looked over every part of him with her one eye, as he other eye was closed and her tongue was stuck out as if she were trying to solve a mystery. It took her a bit of time to get it, and both Razor and Straight Edge looked at each other in confusion. They honestly thought she'd get it immediately.

When it finally did dawn on her though like it did Razor, Pinkie Pie stopped squinting and her face INSTANTLY changed to one of the biggest smiles she could ever give.

"KENNY!!!!!" Pinkie Pie practically screamed as she tackle hugged Straight Edge. While it didn't knock him down to the ground, her powerful hug did manage to crush Straight Edge's neck.

"I..... told you...... never to call me...... Kenny......" Straight Edge said as his windpipe was being crushed.

"Sorry," Pinkie Pie said as she finally got off of him. "Force of-" Before she could even finish those words, Rarity suddenly slid across the floor and the dance floor and stopped right at all of their feet. The three of them could only stare in confusion.

"I thought you said there wasn't going to be any fighting at this party." Pinkie Pie said to Razor, a bit worried.

"Hey, shit happens," Razor replied. "And without me being behind the wheel at the moment, I'd say this bus is careening down a mountain road towards a cliff."

"What's the big deal!" Rarity screamed as she got back up onto her hooves. "He's just a simple stallion!"

"HE IS EVERYTHING!!!" Razor, Pinkie Pie, and Straight Edge all looked directly across from Rarity to see Roseluck standing there, angry as all hell. "HE IS THE NOTHING!!!" Roseluck screamed as the air around her suddenly became all static and the ground beneath her suddenly cracked slightly "HE IS THE ALPHA AND I AM THE OMEGA!!!"

"Is that the…?" Line Draft's voice asked the voice of Daedaltheus.

"The omega sign forming over her head, yes," the voice of Daedaltheus responded.

"YOU TAUGHT HER THE ANTI-LIFE EQUATION!?" the voice of Line Draft screamed at Daedaltheus.

"Perhaps," the voice of Daedaltheus responded in the same monotone voice he always used.

"I don’t wanna die," Line Draft said.

"And I don’t want to you die either," Daedaltheus said to him.

Suddenly, all at once, Line Draft jumped out of nowhere and tackled Roseluck to the ground, canceling whatever she was doing immediately while at the same time, Razor and Pinkie Pie tackled Rarity to the ground.

"SNAP OUT OF THIS!" Line Draft screamed at Roseluck. "YOU ARE GOING TO ERASE EVERYTHING WITHIN FIFTEEN FUCKING MILES OF THIS PARTY IF YOU CONTINUE!"

"THE POWER OF ABSTENANCE COMPELLS YOU!!! THE POWER OF ABSTENANCE COMPELLS YOU!!! THE POWER OF ABSTENANCE COMPELLS YOU!!!" Razor kept screaming at Rarity as he held her pinned to the ground.

"DICKS AREN’T WORTH IT!" Pinkie Pie added.

"IF YOU KILL THIS BODY!" Line Draft screamed at Roseluck. "HE WON'T F*CK YOU SENSELESS LATER!" At that, Roseluck suddenly snapped back to normalcy.

"Really!?" she practically screamed.

"Yes," Line Draft responded. "Line Draft, the actual Line Draft who is just letting me use this body as a surrogate really likes you and really wants to get to know you."

"Like how?" Roseluck asked with all the hope possibly present in her voice.

"He wants to officiate the office betwixt the sheets," Line Draft said to her. At that, Roseluck's only response was a squee.

"RARITY! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!" Razor screamed at Rarity as she tried to get back up, only for Razor to get a hold on her again and for Pinkie Pie to get a hold around her neck. "THERE ARE OTHER STALLIONS MORE THAN WILLING TO STICK IT TO YOU AT THIS PARTY!!!"

"I DON'T-" Rarity was about to say before Pinkie Pie suddenly put her into a sleeper hold.

"Sleep, just sleep," she said as she gently let Rarity down to the floor.

"Well thank f*cking Christ that’s over!" Razor said as he let out a breath he didn't even realize he was holding in.

"Where the hell did you learn to do that Pinkie Pie?" Straight Edge couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, it's not the first time I've had to use it," Pinkie Pie just replied with a wave of a hoof.

"Ooooookay," Straight Edge said, not entirely sure what to think about that.

"Hey sorry about that," Razor said to Line Draft as he turned to face him. "She just kind of gets like that occasionally all of the time."

"Yes, clearly it’s a problem with the very written fabric of this universe." Line Draft said as he turned to face Razor, and the moment the two of them looked at each other, the moment their gazes hit each other's Razor's eyes suddenly went as wide as they possibly could for a moment. When they went back to normal, the look on Razor's face was... well, one that held just about as much rage as Roseluck's had, only, with a bit more control.

"You....." Razor said to him. "You son of a bitch."

"I'm sorry," Line Draft said, confused.

"You must have balls bigger than this universe to show up here like this," Razor said to Line Draft as he stepped closer to him.

"I'm sorry," Line Draft said, still feigning innocence. "I don't know-"

"Cut the bullshit!" Razor said as he grabbed Line Draft by his throat and lifted him up off the ground.

"Razor...." Pinkie Pie whimpered, slightly worried. Straight Edge remained silent, the look on his face on of mass confusion.

"I'm sorry..." Line Draft said again through Razor's choking. "But I don't know you."

"Oh really," Razor said as he suddenly reached into Line Draft's pocket and pulled out his pocket watch.

"D X I V," Razor read aloud as he held the pocket watch in his magical grasp. "If you aren't him, then why would you have this?" Suddenly, at that, Line Draft stopped choking, and his expression suddenly became more darker as he looked down at Razor. Razor, in response, just let out a smirk as he let Line Draft back down to the ground.

"Somehow, I knew you were here," Razor said to Line Draft as he handed him back his pocket watch.

"Clearly," Line Draft said to him as he put his pocket watch away. "Because you did so f*cking much to actually stop me."

"Razor, whose this?" Straight Edge asked as he walked up right next to him.

"Oh, you can't tell?" Razor said to him as he turned towards him. "Well let me introduce you then. Ken, this is DaedaltheusXIV, in the flesh." At those words, Straight Edge's eyes suddenly shrank to pinpricks.

"How?" Straight Edge said. "How could he be here without us noticing?"

"Because Line Draft here isn't a physically manifestation of his persona like what you and I are doing. He's actually an original character he created solely for the purpose of inhabiting his body so that he can walk among the ponies of his universe without us noticing," Razor explained. "Line Draft is an actual character, and he always has been, but Daedaltheus here can just take over his body like a poltergeist whenever he wants to. That way, he won't appear as Daedaltheus, he'll just appear as any regular OC."

"Clever clever," Daedaltheus said to Razor as his own expression turned into a smirk. Pinkie Pie slowly began to back away as she saw this. "I can't say I expected you to figure it out that fast."

"It's my story," Razor said to him. "I know everything that happens in it." At that, seeing Razor's confidence, Straight Edge put on his own smirk as well. His confidence showing as much as Razor's. Suddenly, at all once, several other ponies walked out from the party and stood next to Razor and Straight Edge.

"So, this is him eh," Twister said as he took the spot next to Razor opposite of Straight Edge.

"Wait, Twister," Pinkie Pie said to him. "Aren't you supposed to be DJing?"

"Oh, I am," Twister replied. "I can DJ from right here. My powers as an editor allow me to do that."

"Oooohhhh," Pinkie Pie said as she put a hoof to her chin as she contemplated that thought.

"Trying to start something with all of us gathered in one spot," Blaze, the dark pegasus in the jacket from before said as she walked up and stood next to Straight Edge. "How very stupid of you."

"Oh, this is gonna be great," the grey pegasus that was over there said as he walked up and took a spot next to Twister before punching one hoof into the other.

"Just say the word and I'll tear his throat out Razor," the brown dog in the sunglasses said as he took walked out from between Razor and Twister.

"Browndog?" Straight Edge said. "You're here too?"

"Of course," the brown dog said with his own toothy smile at Straight Edge before he turned his attention back to Line Draft and started growling.

"Hmph," Line Draft let out, not intimidated at all by their presence. "A full party turned upon a single guest, doesn’t read to well in the fabric of the universe, does it, Razor?"

"Maybe," Razor replied to him. "But then again, it would make all of us feel better if we were to kill you here and now."

"Please," Line Draft said to him. "Authors cannot kill other authors, you know the rules."

"Yes, but we can still pummel your ass into the dirt." Razor said as a little bit of fire began to appear around his horn. Likewise, all of the others stood ready. Pinkie Pie and Roseluck on the other hooves, couldn't even begin to imagine what could have resulted from this. As such, they stood there in silence.

"Very well. In that case I present you with two options. Option one," Line Draft said as he pulled out his pocket watch again. "My ordinary plain looking pocket watch that contains a star-god that if unleashed will consume everything I command it to, or option two, let me go. Pick you poison wisely." Silence reigned for several seconds, which seemed like an eternity to the others as all the authors, editors, and artists continued to stare down Daedaltheus to see what would happen. Pinkie Pie and Roseluck could only watch motionless in abject terror, knowing that at any given moment, this could erupt into something that this one story could not contain.

"Just get the fuck out of here," Razor said as he let out a sigh. All at once, all of the others looked at him with immense confusion, but still didn't say anything.

"Done," Line Draft said as he put his hoof around Roseluck and escorted her out the door. Razor and all of the others just watched him leave. As much as all of the other authors wanted to object to Razor, they held their tongues, for they all knew why he let him go. Sure they could have taken him, hell, with all of them there, they could have absolutely destroyed him. However, they all knew that the resulting conflict would have been too much for this one story to contain. As such, it would have destroyed it, and this universe, and that was something that none of them could allow.

"At least that’s over… with..." Razor said as he looked down towards the floor where Line Draft had once stood. Engraved in the floor, in the exact spot where Line Draft and Roseluck were standing only moments ago, were five words.

I AM ALWAYS WATCHING YOU

"Is that supposed to be some kind of threat?" another pony suddenly said out of nowhere. Razor looked back up from the floor to see a green as grass colored earth pony mare with a blood red mane.

"Woah, Tenebris Sol," Razor said as he scooted away from him for a bit. "When did you get here?"

"I'm not really sure," Tenebris said as she put a hoof to his chin. "One moment I was in another universe battling giant spiders, and the next thing I know, I'm here in this universe with no way to get home."

"You're an author," Razor said to her. "You can just write yourself home whenever you want."

"Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh......" Tenebris Sol said aloud as all of the other authors, save for Straight Edge and the brown dog, left and went back to what they were doing.

"Of if you want I can just send you back right now," Razor said to her.

"Yeah, that would be better," Tenebris replied.

"Wait!" Pinkie Pie said as she suddenly got back up from hiding behind all the others, then jumped up and hugged Tenebris Sol. "Hi Tenebris!!!"

"Hi Pinkie," Tenebris Sol said to her as she hugged Pinkie Pie back. Then, in an instant, she was gone, just as Straight Edge had appeared and Seth had disappeared.

"Will she be okay?" Pinkie Pie asked Razor, curiously.

"Oh trust me," Razor said with a wave of a hoof. "She'll be fine."

"Oooooaaaaawwwwwhhhhhhhh........" Rarity suddenly moaned a bit as she woke back up.

Yeesh, some cat fight, I didn't see any hair pulling or random mud pits...for shame , and why did you teach Rose the anti-life equation ?

And wait, I was at the party the whole time? In that case

BrownDog: (Reads the message left behind)...just like the Kinect
Since everything is reset back to before the fight by Razor, I then look at him and the other authors and tell them to watch this.
I go up to Rarity and in the creepiest voice possible I say
BrownDog: Tonight...You!
Rarity: Hey Girls, what do you think it means by Tonight...me? It sounds like it's threatening me.
Applejack: What are you talking about Rarity?
Rarity: Th...The dog! That one with the sunglasses.
Fluttershy: Um...It's just a dog, they can't talk
BrownDog: Yeah...I'm just a dog (only Rarity hears me and I pull down my shades and give her a creepy smile)
Rarity: EEEEEEEEE!!!!! (Runs away)
AJ and Fluttershy confused

Lauging I then grab some punch, hug Pinkie, fist bump (or paw to hoof bump I guess) the laughing Razor and tell him my job of keeping Rarity unsatisfied is going according to plan. I then steal the replacement DJ's Vinyl glasses so I can sell them to fanatical bronies who will pay their life's savings for them, bite Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon causing them to bleed and cry, then see if the other authors want to get drunk and play video games

What have you done? Where's Tatsurou? You can't do that without the guy who made the first post in every almost every chapter! It's his honor we are talking here!

"Ya'll okay Rarity?" Applejack asked her as she walked up with Fluttershy, who was also worried. "Yah look like you just went three rounds with a bull in a cage."

"Yes, um..... yes, I'm fine," Rarity said to Applejack as she got back to her hooves.

"Um... what was that about?" Fluttershy couldn't help but ask.

"I... I really don't know," Rarity replied, her memory of the past few minutes now completely gone. "I remember a-"

"Tonight...... you....." the brown dog then said to Rarity in the creepiest voice possible with an equally creepy smile on his face.

"Hey girls...." Rarity said to Applejack and Fluttershy, sounding slightly worried. "What do you think he means by tonight... me? It sounds like he's threatening me."

"Uh, what are yah talkin about Rarity?" Applejack asked, confused as all hell.

"Th... The dog," Rarity said. "The one with the sunglasses."

"Um... Rarity..." Fluttershy interjected. "It's just a dog, they can't talk"

"Yeah..." the brown dog said to Rarity in the creepy voice that only she could hear again as he pulled down his shades and gave her a creepy as all hell smile. "I'm just a dog."

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Rarity screamed at the top of her lungs as she vanished in a puff of smoke. All Applejack and Fluttershy could do was just stand there, confused for a few moments before they left to try and find her.

Once they were gone, the brown dog just looked at Razor, who looked as if he was trying to hold back the mother of all storms of laughter behind his face. He didn't last long before he finally burst out laughing like a madman. After a few moments, long enough for him to calm down, he finally settled down.

"Well," the brown dog said as he gave Razor a hoof bump... paw bump. "My job is going according to plan."

"That is is Browndog," Razor said to him. "That it is."

"Hey guys, you know what I just realized," Straight Edge said to them.

"What?" Razor asked, curious.

"Where the hell is Tatsurou?" Straight Edge said. "I mean, he's always first at everything in this story, so wouldn't it make sense that-"

"Silly billy," Pinkie Pie, who was now back to her usual, bubbly self said. "He's right here."

"Hey guys," said the orange and red pony that was Tatsurou to them.

"Oh," Straight Edge said, apparently he was at a loss for words now.

"Wow, how long have you been here?" Razor asked him.

"Oh I've been here since the party started," Tatsurou said to them. "In fact, I was the first one to show up here when the party began."

"Hey Razor," the brown dog said to him.

"Yes," Razor replied.

"Does it seem weird to anyone else that even though Tatsurou is always the first to comment in this story, he was the last person to cameo?" he said to Razor. At that, both Razor and Straight Edge, as well as Pinkie Pie, all put their hooves to their chins in though.

"No, not really," Razor said after a minute. "I mean after all. It's the last thing anybody would expect." Tatsurou couldn't help but laugh at that a bit.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Tatsurou said to him.

"So......" the brown dog said to nopony in particular. "Since we're all here. You all wanna get the other authors to get drunk out of our minds and play some videogames?"

"Sure," Razor replied eagerly. "But only after this party is done."

"Oh of course," the brown dog replied.

"Can I come?" Pinkie Pie chipped in. They all just looked at her for a moment before Razor let out a sigh.

"Sure Pinkie Pie," he said to her. "You can come too."

"YAY!!!!" she let out in response as she threw some confetti that she had on her into the air.

+Ensign Ship+
GR: Put us in screen first.

*Display of GR and his team of ponies in the background pulls up*

GR: Thanks. Give me the important details, and keep it brief. Oh, and is everyone in the same call?
Steve: Yeah. So... Both?
GR: Yes. Nana, you over there?
Nana: Affirmative. Although, we are quite busy capturing a friend.
GR: Capturing a friend? Uhm... Activate your beacon application. My team here will help in way they can. I'll be talking to our friend here.
Nana: Initiated.
Random Pony: We got it, sir!
GR: Good. Help the hackers do whatever they're doing. Cooperate with them.
RP: Director, we can't even do so with their–
Nana: Hugh has the overrides. I'm going link it to you.
GR: Thank you. I suppose we are set. Now, the briefing?
Steve: Okay, the Dalek ship had been shut down for some reason, Nana survived by integrating into BRP's wristwatch, we are running out air, Swimming went looking for the problem blah blah blah... We got space suits and gave it to BRP and Golden Statue to fix the generators—
GR: Golden Statue?
Steve: He's one of the hackers. He knows a lot about cyber technology.
GR: ...You have names?
Steve: Of course we have names! We are people, too, you know! What else did you think?!
GR: I assumed you are all clones, being the same and all. Besides RA of course.
Steve: I blame RA. Did you see how he reacted when he FINALLY noticed we have names?
GR: Okay, the briefing?
Steve: Right, right. After those two went out, the rest of us were trying to get us to get back on contact. As you can see, we just did so a few moments ago. Also, Swimming has apparently gone bonkers.

*Noises of struggle and growls as BRP, GS, and co worked to get their situation under control.*

GR: *wearly* Is this normal?
Steve: It's almost everyday of my life with RA.
GR: Should even I ask?
Steve: I prefer it if you don't.
Ramzis: Don't forget about the explode-able spiders that mysteriously arrived here.
Steve: Yeah, that too, and we still have no idea what to do with them. RA might...
GR: All that happened in the last 48 hours? While my secretary forced me to go to sleep? Do you aliens even need sleep?
Steve: I do. Same goes for the crew members of the Ensign. Not sure about the Daleks and the rest of the hacker team. Goodness forbid my teams sleeping habits, nights mostly spent on staring at computers... You could say we are nocturnal.
Ramzis: I wouldn't get that far. Say, this the most calm I've seen you all day, without screaming your head off.
Steve: I was scared for my life, thank you very much. Anything happened on your end, Director?
GR: My agents found an unarmed bomb in one of our shipping carts yesterday. It was from an unknown source, but we suspected it was manufactured from Las Pegasus. We took in our headquarters for examination. Have you ever heard of atoms?
Steve: Yeah. They're in the periodic stables, right?
GR: We have the kind of bomb that could reconstruct matter in an instant. Plus enchantments that could enhance effects several fold. An... Atomic bomb if you will.
Steve: YOU HAVE FUCKIN NUKE IN YOUR BASE?!!?!

*everyone stared at Steve and GR*

GR: Yes, big with the timer and everything. Did I say it was unarmed and is under a high-security rated supervision?

The Bridge

Sulu: DAMNIT! *hits the arm of the captain's chair in frustration.* What happened!?

Slim: I don't know. *keeps typing.* According to this, it says that something's wrong on his end.

Jim: F*ckity f*cking sh*t! *her screen starts flashing red, as does Slim's.* Whatever that communications barrier was it just went back up. I can't hack through it now, it's like it's learned how to keep us out.

Slim: *keeps trying for a moment.* F*cking hell she's right.

*Sulu is silent for a few minutes.*

Sulu: F*CK!!!!!

*Over on one of the other screens where Steve is talking to the AIA.*

Steve: Right.... So longer version or short?

Grey Rebl: *some static* Give me the important details, and keep it brief.

Steve: So... both.... Okay *inhales a little bit*

GR: Wait, where's Nana?

Steve: Okay, the Dalek ship was shut down by some.... thing, Nana survived by integrating into BRP's wristwatch, we were running out air so we had to make it over here to the Enterprise, Swimming Dalek went looking for the problem blah blah blah... We got space suits and gave them to BRP and Bronze Statue to fix the generators—

GR: Bronze Statue?

Steve: He's one of us hackers. He seems to know a lot about alien technology.

GR: ...You have names?

Steve: Of course we have names! We are people, too, you know! What else did you think?! Oh, and my name is Steve by the way in case you're wondering.

GR: I... I just assumed you are all clones, being the same and all. Besides RA of course.

Steve: I blame RA. You should have seen how he reacted when he FINALLY noticed we have names?

GR: Okay, okay, the briefing?

Steve: Right, right. After those two went out, the rest of us were trying to get us to get back on contact. As you can see, we just did so a few moments ago, and BRP and Bronze Statue are making their way to the backup generator of the Dalek ship right now as we speak.

*There is silence for a few minutes.*

GR: *wearly* Is this normal?

Steve: It's almost everyday of my life with RA.

GR: Should even I ask?

Steve: I prefer it if you don't.

Tommy: Don't forget about the explode-able spiders that mysteriously arrived here.

Steve: Yeah, that too, and we still have no idea what to do with them. RA might...

GR: All that happened in the last 48 hours? While my secretary forced me to go to sleep? Do you aliens even need sleep?

Steve: I do. Same goes for the crew members of the Ensign. Not sure about the Daleks and the rest of the hacker team. Goodness forbid my teams sleeping habits, nights mostly spent on staring at computers... You could say we are nocturnal.

Doc: I wouldn't get that far. Say, this the most calm I've seen you all day, without screaming your head off.

Steve: I was scared for my life, thank you very much.

*From the other end of the room.*

BRP (on the other end of the line): We just made it to the auxiliary generator room.

GR: What was that?

Steve: Yeah, remember how I said Nana survived by integrating herself into BRP's wristwatch?

GR: Yeah.

Steve: Well, she's with BRP and Bronze Statue right now. They're still on the ship trying to get it activated.

GR: WHAT!?

*Back to Slim and Jim.*

Slim: Okay. *gets back to work*

Jim: F*cking finally what took you two so long?

BRP: Do you have any idea how much of a maze this ship is!?

Jim: Touche?

Sulu: Wait, what are you doing now!?

Slim: We're getting the Dalek ship back online. So shut up and let us do our thing.

Sulu: What about-

Jim: We can't get back in contact with your captain right now okay. If we get the Dalek ship restarted, we might be able to boost our signal and get something, but right now all we have are jack and sh*t, and jack left town.

Slim: Ramiez, transfer control of the frequency to me.

Ramirez: Everyone on the bridge is getting it, so you have it anyway.

Slim: Even better. Nana are you there?

Nana: Yes I am.

Slim: Good, do you think you can send us the schematic of the ship you had?

Nana: Of course, but I'm going to need Hugh's-

Hugh: On it.

GR: Nana!? Is that you!?

Nana: Director?

GR: Who's that other-

Slim: FOCUS HERE PEOPLE!

Jim: Okay, we got it. *types real quick and looks through the schematics until she finds the generator room.* Okay, Bronze Statue, are you there?

Bronze Statue: Of course? What made you think I wasn't here?

Jim: Nothing, just asking cause it's procedure.

BS: Wel f*ck procedure.

Jim: Maybe later.

Slim: *groan* Anyway, Bronze, listen to us.

BS: I'm listening.

Slim: When you get to the generator. You're going to have to reactivate it in a very specific sequence. The Dalek's can usually just take care of this sequence automatically cause of the way they're built, but since you have actual hands, you're going to have do it manually..... and by that I mean, even more manually than the Dalek's way of doing it.

Jim: We'll walk you through it, so you shouldn't have too much of a problem.

BS: Hey, I reactivated a Dalek transport ship without any tools. I think I can handle turning a generator back on.

Jim: *sigh*

Slim: Once you've taken care of all that. You're going to need Nana to initiate the spark for the final sequence.

GR: Wait, what!?

BS: Why, what for?

Slim: Nana was integrated with the ship, and since there don't appear to be any Daleks around, she'll know better than anyone how to get it started.

Jim: Think of it this way. All you're basically doing is putting a key in the ignition. Nana's the one who has to turn it.

BS: Oh okay.

Slim: Hugh?

Hugh: Yes.

GR: Seriously, who is that?

Slim: Can you teach Nana the jump trick or does she need you to take care of that for her?

Nana: Well, I am fully capable of moving from one system to the next on my own, but with Hugh's help-

Slim: Whatever, just do whatever's easiest for you.

GR: Seriously, GUYS WHAT IS GOING ON!

Steve: Nana and Bronze Statue are going to reactivate the ship now. Just sit tight. She'll be fine.

GR: ..... Are you absolutely sure?

Steve: Oh absolutely.

The Auxiliary Generator Room

*BRP and Bronze Statue make their way into the auxiliary generator room through the hallways and into the main room where Swimming Dalek had previously fought Slenderpony.*

BS: So anyway-

BRP: Shhh..........

*BRP covers where his mouth is with a finger as both he and Bronze Statue fall silent. He then slowly points to the floor, where the two of them see a severed Dalek eyestalk. Not to far away from it is the rest of the Dalek corpose, along with several others. Bronze Statue just nods as BRP slowly takes out his bow. Both BRP and Bronze Statue remain silent as they slowly move through the generator room past the remains of several more Daleks.*

???: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Both BRP and Bronze Statue turn towards the center of the room to see.... another human, dressed and looking like Benedict Cumberbatch, on the floor in the fetal position rocking back and forth and laughing to himself manically. Both BRP and Bronze Statue look at each other for a moment before they slowly begin moving towards him, careful not to step on any of the remains of the Daleks so as not to alert him. When they get within a few feet of him, Bronze Statue stops where he is as BRP keeps moving closer and reaches out his right hand.*

BRP: Swimming Dalek....

*At that instant. Swimming Dalek stops laughing and instantly turns his head around to look at BRP and Bronze Statue. The look on his face isn't remotely human. He has three eyes as opposed to one, and each of them are a weird mix of black and red. His teeth are also all incredibly sharp, like dinosaur teeth, and he appears to be drooling a little bit. The look on his face is.... well, that of a gleeful smile.*

BRP: Swimming-

Swimming Dalek: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

*Suddenly, Swimming Dalek leaps towards BRP and begins to glow with a familiar orange hue as he transforms into a large, seven foot tall wolf. BRP falls backwards onto his back as SD leaps over him and BS jumps to his left, barely missing Swimming Dalek as he lands several feet away from them on the other side of the room. Both BRP and Bronze Statue get back up onto their feet as the look back at Swimming Dalek, who in turn turns to look back at them. The look on his face is still very much the same.*

BRP: Swimming Dalek what's-

SD: *ROAR!!!!!!*

*Swimming Dalek charges at BRP who leaps to the side before he can hit him, but then Swimming Dalek scratches the floor and turns himself around as he turns into a xenomorph and jumps up onto a nearby wall. BRP following his every movement. After looking for a few more seconds, Bronze makes a mad dash for the wall where the generator controls are.*

BS: Keep him distracted for me, I'll get the generator restarted!

BRP: You want me to do WHAT!?

*Suddenly, Swimming Dalek leaps from the ceiling at BRP, who jumps backwards out of the way and lands several feet away from Swimming Dalek, who in turn transforms back into his deformed human form and just starts laughing maniacally like a child.*

Authors note: Yes, the next chapter of this story is going to focus solely on the battle between BRP and the out of his mind insane Swimming Dalek as this story arc of the side story comes to a close. As such, all other action in the main and side stories are going to be stopped, and like with any Pony Kombat, all of your comments are going to be directing BRP to battle Swimming Dalek. Oh, and no one else in the side story may join in in this fight. So yeah, lets just keep in one on one. Bronze Statue, as the only other person in the room, you may indulge yourself a little bit if you want to get in on this fight, but remember, you are not a fighter, so what you are able to do is... very, VERY limited, unless you can come up with something clever. Also remember, you're supposed to be reactivating the ship. So yeah... But yes, the next chapter will just be BRP vs Swimming Dalek.

Oh, and SwimmingDalek98, since SD is your character, you may issue commands to him as well, but you aren't allowed to use this to help BRP in any way or I won't be using your comments. Oh, and BRP, since this is your fight, the majority of the fight is going to be dictated by you and how you want it to go. So you can approve or deny comments given to you as you wish. Also you can write how you want the battle to go and leave it as either a comment or a PM to me.

Actually, it would be better if you left it as a comment since I can't send you messages. Seriously, what's up with that? I've tried sending you PMs for the last week or so but it says you never receive them. The f*ck?

But anyway, yes. Next chapter. PONY KOMBAT!!!!!!!!