"When the ponies of Canterlot see our armor rolling through their streets, when they witness the vaunted Royal Guard withering before a hail of rockets and bullets, they'll know that the future has come to... I'm sorry, Lieutenant, am I boring you?"
-Pony Gear Solid-
It is in this chapter I break my warning that "our King spends 99% of the story as a Sombra-cicle, so don't expect he's going to be running around doing things". In other words, he dominates this next part.
I just can't help but write him into everything I put up online, let's face it!
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Worse, these abilities when taken collectively imply that changelings are far less limited than we previously theorised. All operations so far have assumed that changelings are only capable of disguising themselves as ponies, or at worst as quadrupeds of similar proportions. In reality, however, they seem potentially able to take the form of any species, even ones significantly larger or smaller than themselves, or even inanimate objects. I shouldn't need to state that
"The last thing the Capital Wasteland needs right now is another hero."
"And if you'd only seen what he did to the Family, the way he killed them... that guy's crazy."
Heading into the city proper, we came to a memorial to the soldiers who died in the Battle of Hoover Dam, and an off-duty trooper named Kowalski paying his respects. Nearby, there was a bar being operated by one of Boulder City's few remaining residents, who told us about how dead it is around here. And of course there was also the massive pile of rubble and ruins that used to be the city, even more rundown than your usual pre-war ruins.
"Nobody leaves home without a reason. Nobody would go as far as you did without a reason.
"So, my little runaway. What are you running from?"
Magica Ex Dolori
Chapter Seven
A wolf's howl sounded somewhere behind me. I turned over on my rock, lying back as I stared up at the gargantuan beast rising out of the swamp. Its half-submerged body was a singular great mass of brown and yellow scales, but its four heads sat atop long, thick necks that writhed and twisted in the air as water dripped off of them. Two of the heads glared down at me with burning emerald eyes, while the other two trapped the black knight between their mouths. I didn't see any teeth,
"Pray for me, okay?"
"There is no meaning in such things."
"It's just an expression, Kyubey. The least you could do is humor me."
Kyubey remained silent for a moment. "Good hunting," he finally said.
There was a small NCR presence there, people heading to and from Vegas, traders peddling their wares, a beggar who I gave some caps to, and surprisingly enough, some refugees from Primm who fled after the Powder Gangers attacked. A few of them are even preparing to make the trip back soon, since word on the radio is that somebody single-handedly cleared the gang out and restored law and order to the town.
God, this past week has been fucking weird.
Less than an hour to premiering this new chapter of Frozen Shadows, but in case you miss the update in your feeds, here's a reminder and a preview:
In the world of quirks, All Might was the eighth user of One For All, the Symbol of Peace, and the undisputed #1 hero through the power of his strength and speed alone.
"You should move along." Shitboot breathed another puff of smoke. "Get out of Trespa while you still can. Even if Tedd doesn't sell you out, someone's gonna."
Albert grimaced.
"...Is this what you did to Equestria?" Twilight said, bitterness breaking through in her voice. "A thousand years ago when you ruled the world? Is this what you did to us?"
Discord glared back at her.
"Yes."
Something Cosmic
Chapter 4: A Friendly Fireside Chat
(pointy pony pic art by Hail King Sombra)
Ah poor Kingsley. You come over to Shining Armor's bro pad for a night of Ogres and Oubliettes and how does the new Prince of the Crystal Empire greet you?