//------------------------------// // Chapter 6: Work in Progress // Story: Black Fury, Red Logic // by Inazuma //------------------------------// Dear Journal/Diary or whatever these things are called, In the beginning, nothing of note has happened since my encounters with the Phantom Stranger (I'll cover him in a different entry) and the meetings of my first two Displaced (More on that later). Until I found you at the new bookstore in town. My Death Note. The thing that brought me to this world. I bought you for no reason other than I feared that you might actually work and some random person would buy and use you and create all sorts of problems. Interestingly enough you don't work at all, other than your whole infinite pages thing. I tested it out by writing Time Turner's name in you, and like in the anime by heart attack. But no news of a his death appeared in any newspapers or magazines over the course of four weeks. Now you might be wondering why I would write Time Turner's name and not King Longhorn's or some other criminal. And my answer is simple: I wanted to test out the fan theory of whether or not he was a pony version of Dr. Who like so many idiots* in the fandom believe. If it had worked the good "doctor" would have simply "regenerated" into a new form. And if I had been wrong and it worked and Time Turner was not the good "doctor"? Well....I'm pretty sure I can resurrect the dead if I find the right form. Though to be honest I wouldn't be too cut up about it if I couldn't bring him back. I mean unlike certain other background ponies Time-Turner would have to be the dullest, so if anything I would be doing Equestria and the fandom a favor by getting rid of him. Anyway, with you dear diary I'll be able to talk about certain things that I don't even share with dear Little Strongheart or Braeburn. I think that'll be all for now. Until next time. Dear Journal, Sorry I haven't written in a while things have been hectic lately. I've put my physical training on hold for a while to focus on training my magical prowess, I don't want to rely solely on the raw power of Shazam or Green Lantern's ring (Alan Scott's by the way) to win my battles. So I've begun to utilize more technical (for lack of a better word) Spellcasters such as Doctor Fate and that shit-stain sycophant Felix Faust. However, lately the Helmet of Fate has started to fight me whenever I use it, which shouldn't happen! But I've managed to put it back in it's place for now, all the more reason why I should continue honing my skills in magic. The Shamans of the Buffalo have been quite helpful to me despite my magics being quite different from theirs but I know I'll need the assistance of others proficient in magic without resorting to getting help from the Princesai. Hmmm, maybe I should take the time to travel the Void to see if I can find some magically inclined Displaced to aid me. I'll put it down on the "Maybe" list. For now I'll just have to use what I already know (which is a lot) and hope for the best. That's it for now, tomorrow I'll talk about the first two Displaced I met. Until next time. Dear Diary, So today's the day I talk about the two Displaced I've met so far. The first is Umbra the Overlady. Where to begin with her..... Umbra is... to put in simple terms....Hell I'll be blunt. Umbra is immature, funny, easy-going, perverted and a host of other things I could name. Seriously this girl is just....ridiculous, but in a good way and not in an obnoxious way like certain people I can mention *coughDeadpoolcough* Her "quirks" surprisingly make me laugh (which is hard to do these days), roll my eyes, face-palm and groan with frustration and exasperation at the same time. To make a comparison I'd say Umbra is like Zim (only a bit smarter and sensible) from Invader Zim but with Dark Magic powers. Even though I've only been with Umbra for a few minutes (hours?) she gave me the impression that she tries to be evil but truthfully she's bad at it, though I can sense the inner darkness that she has that is mainly attributed to what she is an Overlordlady, making another accurate comparison to that of Roxas from Kingdom Hearts. I'm actually looking forward to seeing her again and its only been a few days since we've met. To continue where I left off last page, the next Displaced I'm going to talk about is Zinnia the Draconid a.k.a. The Delta Guardian (whatever that is). ...... ...... ...... I don't think I'll be able to say much about her without blushing. When it comes to perverts Umbra is Godzilla while Zinnia is King Kong. ...... ...... ...... (My hand can't stop shaking) When I met her we talked about things mostly the Displaced, we sparred, talked some more then we were attacked by the Wrecking Crew of all things (more on that later). Afterwards she was too exhausted to leave so she ended up staying here in Appleloosa. Things happened....and I ended up telling her something about me that I've never told anyone in my life before I got Displaced or afterward. Not even Little Strongheart or Braeburn. Armed with this information she's a real threat to me. I admit my paranoid self says go and visit her for a night (she'd definitely welcome it) and with one quick twist! Then it's all over. It'd be so easy. ..... But no. I shouldn't even entertain that idea. My more reasonable but still paranoid self says I should at least put a curse on her to prevent her from talking about it or at least ensure that if she does vengeance would be swift. Another side says I should trust her and if I'm so worried I should at least keep a close eye on her. I don't feel so well. I think I'll just end it at that and go lay down for a while. Maybe after I do I'll be able to write more about Zinnia.