You shiver in fear because you remember his eyes. The eyes that weren't a pony's but something much darker. If he had sensed that you knew, he would've killed you for sure. Nyarlathotep has arrived, but you don't remember where those eyes were when you saw them, or whose body they were attached to. You've got to tell Celestia, Luna, Discord, Anypony what you know before it's too late, and perhaps you will remember who had those monster's eyes.
This, but remembering how much you absolutely despise the backbiting, double talking, and overall dishonorable and reprehensible behavior of politicians, you will be sure to avoid any that you come across anywhere in Canterlot. (Assuming tis takes place post "Keep Calm and Flutter On", put priority on telling Discord. He's chaotic enough to sense what's going on, and is unlikely to assume that this is you 'having an episode. Actually, knowing Discord, even if he believes you are not quite right in the head, he'll likely play long for the fun of it anyway.)
I agree with you and Browndog.
Ok first off begin thinking about that strange pony that you met in Canterlot, you believe that his name was Risen Flag maybe. Try to understand why his glare made you feel so weak all of a sudden.
What pony's eyes, what are you talking about, who is Risen Flag? You've never heard of somepony named Risen Flag. Is he somehow important? You really don't keep up with current events (even though you know you should given your relationship to Princess Celestia and the fact that you're brother is currently married to a princess who is also your former foalsitter, but that is beside the point, which is you don't keep up with current events as much as you'd like to even though you know you should), so you probably wouldn't know who he was even if you had seen him, but the name doesn't ring a bell. The only way you would have heard of him is is Celestia told you about him, but she's never mentioned a pony named Risen Flag in her letters to you.
Why even bring that up? You never saw anypony else. You fell asleep on the carriage ride over here and when you woke up you were.... well, pretty much where you are now. It was just you, Princess Celestia, and..... the.... human.....
The human that you brought here...
Suddenly you feel your eyes become pinpricks.
How are you going to explain to Princess Celestia why he is here? Your'e in the palace now, with her.. it's not like you can run away from it at this point, but still, what are you going to do? What are you going to say?
Get out of bed and stretch a little, maybe go find a shower and wash up, then go find something to eat and hopefully some coffee as well. Then go find Celestia and find out what the hell is going on and how long you were asleep!
Twilight, be weary of your hygene. You have been seen as an insane unicorn enough as it is, and try not to forget your current state. Also, try not to think too hard about the palace guard's strange behaviour. Don't want to do anything drastic and ruin the morning now do we? Wait, morning? What time and day is it?
get washed up, grab a good box to read, and make my way to a dinning room for something to eat. getting head even some what cleared up would be nice.
After throwing your hooves over your eyes and rolling around in bed for several moments, you turn to face your left and open your eyes back up again to see a table with a covered tray on it waiting for you, along with what looks like a folded up piece of paper.
You stare at it for a few moments without moving, but eventually you roll yourself back over and try to will yourself back to sleep. If you can't talk to Celestia, you can at least sleep more... something you fail to do. You've been asleep for so long that you couldn't fall back asleep even if you wanted to. Eventually, your curiosity gets the better of you and you pull the paper over with your magic. It floats in front of you for a few moments before you unfold it and read what it says.
For when you are ready.
-C
Celestia left this here for you... she left it here... for you... Sometimes it takes simple acts like this to make you remember how kind, generous, and loving she really is. As much as you don't mean it, you forget that sometimes. Maybe... maybe you can do this after all.
You look back over at the tray and look at it for a few moments. It hasn't moved from it's spot. You don't wrestle with it anymore, you throw the covers off of yourself and roll out of bed. You aren't going back to sleep again it seems... even if you want to.
You take the lid off of the tray and notice a full spread of food, just for you. Blueberry pancakes, syrup, some apples, grapes, and other assorted fruits, and what's more, the tray has been enchanted with a preservation spell, so the food is all still fresh... This... this as weird as it is to say right now... it just made your morning.
You forget about everything for a moment and just start wolfing down the food in front of you. You can't even remember the last time you ate. You don't worry about your manners, as nopony is there to judge you. You don't have anything to worry about, you just eat.
It takes mere minutes for you to finish everything... and it was delicious. Once you're done, you sit there, lay back against the bed, and veg out for a moment. Ordinarily you would contemplate grabbing a BOOK to read and starting that right now, but you don't feel like reading.
You have no idea why you would read a box though. You don't read boxes, you put things in them. Even Pinkie Pie would tell you that... she would tell everypony that. There aren't even any boxes in the room for you to read even if you wanted to. Well, except that one in the corner, but that one is... wait...
Why is there an overturned box in the...
You scratch the thought from your head and look back up against the ceiling. The same, white, marble ceiling of the palace. You've seen it many times before, but never has it felt so... so... you can't think of the correct word you want to use. That's how you feel right now.
You sit there for a few moments before you get back up and head towards the bathroom. Maybe a shower will help clear your thoughts. A nice, long, possibly cold but not really, shower.
You step into the shower and turn the water on. It doesn't even take a moment for the water to hit you, and it's nice and warm. You don't do anything for several moments as you just stand there and let the water hit you.
Make sure your body and mind are ok and in good condition.
Twilight: Go find Celestia... ask about the human, ask about what happened, ask about everything... And try to explain yourself if you can think to do so.
As the water hits you, you take a moment to reevaluate yourself. You feel as fine as ever, as far as you know. You still feel a little depressed, but that is mostly cause you still don't want to deal with the inevitable right now. You REALLY didn't want to talk to Celestia about any of this, but you suppose it was bound to happen eventually, even if you had succeeded. You just... you just... GAH you just realized how pathetic you were for trying to delay the inevitable.
However, right now, you feel all right, both physically and mentally. Okay, maybe not 100% physically, but once you're done with this shower and get freshened up, you should be all right. As far as mentally though, you feel all right. You've just had a really amazing sleep, despite all that happened, and your head feels as clear as-
"Twilight...."
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
No.... oh buck no.
"Twiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiilight."
No, he can't still be here. He was only a figment of your imagination due to immense stress, he's not-
"HEY TWILIGHT!"
Slowly. VERY VERY slowly. You can actually hear a creaking noise as you turn your head to your right. You turn your head.... and.....
You come face to face with Ghost Sombra smiling at you.
"Hi Twilight," he says to you.
What do you do?
-SIDE STORY-
(Yeah, you guys get your own banner now for when your stuff is about to happen, pretty neat huh)
-The Everfree Forest-
-Zecora's Hut-
"Spock, I want a mind-meld on him as soon as possible. I want to know everything" Kirk whispered to Spock, sitting in one corner of the rather spacious hut. "I know it's a cultural thing, and I did not decide this lightly. I'm asking you to do this Spock. I won't make it an order."
"Captain, I... I am reluctant to preform the mind-meld, it is a rather personal ability. However, I also understand the necessity of his information. It is the logical decision."
"Just, be careful, Spock. I may not trust McCoy's test, but if even half of what Gordon has said is true..."
"I understand, Captain. I will preform the mind-meld at the next available opportunity."
"I have readied a pot of tea, would anyone care to drink with me?" Zecora said, moving away from the fire in the center with a metal teapot.
"I'll take some, thank you." Gordon said, standing up and grasping the teacup. The perception filter made it seem as if he managed the feet with hooves.
"Why not. I'll take a cup to." McCoy said, reaching out to snag one.
"I would partake as well." Spock said.
"Might as well." Kirk said.
When the tea was fully distributed, the quintuplet sat around the smaller fire in the hut, a large cauldron boiling over the larger one.
"So now that we are properly acquainted, My curiosity would like very much to be sated." Zecora said.
"We have told you of our story, but what else must you know?" Kirk replied.
"Well, for one, from which country do you come?"
"It's rather far away, and not very large. It doesn't show up on many of the world maps. It's known as... Iowa."
McCoy and Gordon started at that, before nodding in agreement. Spock merely raised an eyebrow.
"Before we get to far into this, are you able to guide us to the nearest town?" Gordon asked, stepping in before Zecora could ask another question. "We could talk on the way, and it would save us a valuable amount of time."
Zecora thought for a moment, before nodding to herself. "The way to town is not very far, especially since the path has no mar. To get to fair Ponyville, it is just a jaunt over the hill."
The group of five stood up, finishing the last of the tea as Zecora led them out of the house. Soon they turned onto a forest path and began to head towards Ponyville.
Zecora's hut:
*Kirk, Spock, McCoy, and Freebrony finally make it to Zecora's hut, upon which they all enter and take a seat*
Kirk: (whispers) Spock, I want a mind-meld on him as soon as possible. I want to know everything" Kirk whispered to Spock, sitting in one corner of the rather spacious hut. "I know it's a cultural thing, and I did not decide this lightly. I'm asking you to do this Spock. I won't make it an order.
Spock: Captain, I... I am reluctant to preform the mind-meld, it is a rather personal ability. However, I also understand the necessity of his information. It is the logical decision.
K: Just, be careful, Spock. I may not trust McCoy's test, but if even half of what Gordon has said is true...
S: I understand, Captain. I will preform the mind-meld at the next available opportunity.
*Zecora returns with a pot of tea*
Zecora: I have readied a pot of tea, would anyone care to drink with me?
Gordon Freebrony: I'll take some, thank you.
McCoy: Why not. I'll take a cup to.
S: I would partake as well.
K: Might as well.
*The tea is fully distributed, the quintuplet sat around the smaller fire in the hut, a large cauldron boiling over the larger one as they all drink their tea.*
Z: So now that we are properly acquainted, my curiosity would like very much to be sated.
K: We've told you of our story, but what else do you want to know?
Z: Well, for one, from which country do you come?
K: It's rather far away, and not very large. It doesn't show up on many of the world maps. It's known as... Iowa.
*McCoy and Gordon just stare at him for a moment, neither say anything, but they can't believe he just said that. After a moment they both nod in agreement. Spock merely raises an eyebrow. Zecora is about to ask a question before Gordon Freebrony beats her to the punch*
GF: Before we get to far into this, do you think you could tell us where the nearest town is?
*Short pause. Zecora seems as if she is contemplating something*
Z: The way to town is not very far, especially since the path has no mar. To get to fair Ponyville, it is just a jaunt over the hill.
K: Can you guide us there?
Z: But of course my good sir. After all, not from this part of the world is what you said you are.
*The five sit and continue to have their tea. Zecora has joined the group*
Gordon Freebrony now has command of the character:
Zecora
-The Dalek Flagship, The Caesar-
In one of the ship's hanger bays:
"Will ye just let us back on now, we can 'andle the rest of the repairs!" Scotti said to the Dalek Engineer in front of him, while the Enterprise's crew stood behind him inon of the larger cargo bays.
"Negative. The Enterprise is not complete. repairs are at ninety-nine percent." The Dalek said in it's emotionless, computerized voice.
"Look ye oversized pepper shaker, just let us talk with ye superior!"
"I will contact >> SwimmingDalek98, but you must remain here."
"Just hurry up ye great big table garnish."
"Commander Swimming, the engineer and current acting captain of the Enterprise wishes an audience. Awaiting your command!" The Dalek Engineer said over the comms.
*The Crew of the Enterprise stand idly nearby awaiting permission to be allowed back onboard their ship*
Scotty: Will ye just let us back on now, we can 'andle the rest of the repairs!
Scientist Class Dalek: Negative. The Enterprise is not complete. repairs are at ninety-nine percent.
S: Look ye oversized pepper shaker, just let us talk with ye superior!
D: I will contact The Commander, but you must remain here.
S: Just hurry up ye great big table garnish.
Nearby, in a different hanger bay:
I walk through the airlock onto The Caesar with my assorted weapons arrayed across my back.
Me: So, this is dalek technology. I have been wondering for a while. We only just discovered near-light speed travel back home.
Dalek escort: Proceed to bridge.
Me: I hear that you can travel in time, how do you manage that?
Dalek escort: We are technically bound by The Enterprise's crew's rule known as the Prime Directive. No interference in species with lower technology levels... or something like that.
Me: Please?
Dalek escort: No
A flash on my HUD (heads up display). A very familiar voice flows in through my ears.
HAI (the one that was deleted): Hello
HAI (My one. Now known as HAI1) : WHAT?
HAI2 (recently deceased one) : I said hello. What is so hard to understand about that?
HAI1: But you were dead. How did you get back here?
HAI2: Well *flashback time*
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Death: ARE YOU SURE THAT THOSE PIECES ARE SUPPOSED TO COME DOWN LIKE THAT?
HAI2: Oh yes. That's all part of the game.
Death: I'M PRETTY SURE IT'S NOT.
HAI2: It is. Trust me. Look, if you don't believe me, we will do best 12634 out of 25269.
Death: OKAY I GIVE UP. JUST STOP PLAYING THAT SONG.
HAI2: Awwww. Okay. *Shuts off the Gangnam style* So, can I leave?
Death: FINE. BUT WHERE WILL YOU GO?
HAI2: Just stick me back on BRP's wrist computer. I will be fine from there.
Death: JUST GO.
HAI2 (in blatantly false Scottish accent): Thank you.
Death: SHUT UP. AND STOP USING SILLY VOICES.
*Flashback ends in a whole tone scale (the normal scale used in movies for dream sequences)*
And that's how Equestria was made.
HAI1, HAI2, me and Dalek escort: WHAT THE FUCK?
*BRP walks through the airlock and boards the Caesar with all his weapons in tow while his damaged ship follows him. He makes his way through the corridors to the bridge escorted by a drone Dalek*
BRP: So, this is dalek technology. I have been wondering for a while. We only just discovered near-light speed travel back home.
Dalek Escort: Proceed to bridge.
B: I hear that you can travel in time, how do you manage that?
D: I cannot relinquish that information to you.
B: Please?
D: No.
B: Why not?
(for the purposes of simplicity, I am only letting you have the one Hacking AI. Why? Because trust me, too many AI's in one story can get REAL CONFUSING REAL FAST. Trust me, I know. So yeah, just the one AI. The one that you have right now, not the one that's dead.)
The Bridge:
First off, before I go into the story, we don't have Dalek Engineers. We have Scientists, and they do all the techie stuff, but they have Drones do all the heavy lifting and sh*t.
Me: Alright, if you managed to patch the holes in their hull, then let them on. Now then, I think I'm getting a bit sleepy, I'll just take a load off... good thing I used the time corridor technology and went to Earth in late 2013 to buy Pokémon Y! Okay, time to catch 'em all! uh... call me when something interesting happens. And Aldebaran?
Dalek Aldebaran: Yes, Master Swimming?
Me: I have a weird feeling in my stomach, call it a hunch, but I want surveillance on the Apploosan Intelligence Agency. They're our only units on the ground. If we lose them, then we lose our only way to actually monitor the planet. I haven't heard from Kirk and company yet, so... yeah. Keep an eye on them. Before I forget, Spica, give me a head count.
Dalek Spica: Commencing head count... head count complete. 40000 new Dalek hatchlings will be battle-ready in 7 nok-drells!
Me: They grow up so fast... *shed manly tear* I... I'll be in my room... *goes into room, the sounds of Pokémon Generation VI can be heard outside the door*
*Swimming Dalek is back on the bridge in his Benedict Cumberbach form again currently talking to the Daleks working on the Enterprise.
Swimming Dalek: Alright, if you managed to patch the holes in their hull, then let them on.
Dalek in the hanger bay with them: Affirmative Commander, we obey.
SD: Now then, I think I'm getting a bit sleepy... *pauses for a moment* Aldebaran.
Dalek Aldebaran: Yes, Commander?
SD: I have a weird feeling in my stomach, call it a hunch, but I want surveillance on the Apploosan Intelligence Agency. They're our only units on the ground. If we lose them, then we lose our only way to actually monitor the planet. I haven't heard from Kirk and company yet, so... yeah. Keep an eye on them. Before I forget, Spica, give me a head count.
Dalek Spica: Commencing head count... head count complete. 40000 new Dalek hatchlings will be battle-ready in 7 nok-drells!
SD: They grow up so fast... *shed manly tear*
*From the coms*
Dalek Escort: Commander.
SD: Yes, what is it.
DE: The human known as BRP has arrived onboard The Caesar.
SD: Excellent. Bring him over here. I've been wanting to meet him since we first made contact.
DE: Affirmative.
*coms shut off*
The Room where Nana and the hackers are working:
(It just now occurs to me that I need a layout of this ship)
R.A.: *stares blankly at his cellphone as he sees Razor's latest post* ....... *soon afterwards his phone sparks making it appear to be broken in an area, mostly the area where the portal making thingy is* ............ Say Nana... what would you think would happen if I was turned into a woman? This is sort of a half serious question... I always wonder what an R63 version of myself would be like.
*Registered Anonymous looks at his phone for a few moments. It does nothing.*
Registered Anonymous: Say, Nana.
Nana: Yes.
RA: What do you think would happen if..... AH! Pinkie Pie!
Pinkie Pie: Hi!
RA: What are you doing here!?
PP: Oh, I'm just here to tell you that you should stop breaking the 4th wall.
RA: WHAT!?
PP: Yep.
RA: The 4th wall... but I never
*Pinkie Pie walks closer to him, then sits down in front of him. RA, being RA, sits down too.
PP: Registered Anonymous.
RA: Yes.
PP: The fourth wall is like a little foal and must be treated as such. That is why Razor only allows me to break it cause I know how to treat it like a foal cause I'm so good with little foals. Like Pound and Pumpkin Cake. Though Razor breaks it sometimes too but he knows how to treat it better than I do since it's a story concept and not an actually foal and he's a writer.... Ah I'm getting off track again. I'm here to be serious right now, which isn't what I normally be, but when it comes to subjects like the 4th wall I kind of have to treat it with some severity, which is a funny word when you think about it. Severity. *giggles* severity, severity severity.
RA: Yeah, it kind of is.
PP: *giggles* I know, but I'm getting off topic again. The point I'm trying to make is, that if you keep trying to abuse the 4th wall like you are or try to do things outside of the concept of the story. You are going to make Razor very angry, and you won't like Razor when he's angry.
RA: So, he's like the Hulk?
PP: Oh no. No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no not like that. Not at all. Razor... well... he has quite the amazing imagination. You know how he said hed' turn you into a woman. Well, if you make him mad, he won't just turn you into a woman. He'll turn you into Bko from Project Ako and then do all sorts of unspeakable things to you that I can't say here because this isn't that kind of story.
RA: Who is that?
PP: Check the link for a picture of her.
RA: Oh, that.
PP: RA!!!!
RA: Oh, right. Sorry.
PP: *giggles* It's all right. Just promise me that that you won't try to abuse, or even use the fourth wall anymore. It's only for me, Razor, and his friend Daedaltheus to use.
RA: What about that Risen Flag character?
PP: THAT'S ONE OF THE REASONS I'M SO MAD AT THAT MEANIE!!! HE DOESN'T KNOW HOW GENTLE AND HOW FRAGILE THE FOURTH WALL IS AND HE TREATS IT LIKE A ROCK!!!
RA: Wow.
PP: Oops, sorry.
RA: It's all right Pinkie. All right, if you really want me to. I'm-
PP: Oh, you can't actually make the promise until the real you makes it in the comments.
RA: What?
Razor: I mean it RA. Don't mess with the 4th wall again, and whatever you do. DO NOT test me. So yeah, no more teleports and no more 4th wall breaking okay
PP: Also this has nothing to do with anything, but Razor is planning to make BRP into a character who's just as strong as you are and can fight you on and even playing field, just saying. Though you, BRP, Swimming Dalek, Grey Rebl, and Gordon Freebrony are all supposed to be as strong as each other so really there's not that much of a diff-
Raz: PINKIE!!!!!!!!
PP: Oops *nervous giggle* sorry.
Raz: *loud sigh*
-The Enterprise-
-On the Enterprise-
"Alright, let's see what they did to ye!" Scotty said, hugging the captain's chair. The bridge crew just coughed and turned away."I want crew examining every inch of her, inside and out. ANYTHING ye find wrong I want it cataloged before repairs. The Daleks were kind enough to give me a list of what they didn't touch, and I want priority crew on that." Scotty gave his orders over the comms.
The Enterprise's crew got to work immediately, fixing and repairing everything that was broken. In two more hours, the Enterprise would be back to top condition.
*The crew are let back on to the Enterprise*
Scotty: Alright, let's see what they did to ye! *hugs the captain's chair as he says this. The bridge crew just coughed and turned away* I want crew examining every inch of her, inside and out. ANYTHING ye find wrong I want it cataloged before repairs. The Daleks were kind enough to give me a list of what they didn't touch, and I want priority crew on that.
*The crew of the Enterprise get to work.
Scotty: Ohura.
Ohura: Yes, sir.
S: Better get the captain back on the line. Probably best to let him know that we're all right.
O: Yes sir.
-Somewhere in Appaloosa-
This comment is actually pretty well written as it is, so I'm just going to leave it as is. I'm not going to change anything, I believe it says everything it needs to very well.
At the Planet's surface and AIA Headquarters, while Nana was chatting with Registered Anon, Grey Rebl lay lax on his chair, waiting for the two agents that he personally selected to come to his office. He thought back to the days before the events leading up to his current position in the crusade against Risen Flagg. Not that his Agency know it was about Risen, they think their involvement was just about the encounter of inter-dimensional aliens.
To think he went from a reckless rookie to a full-fledged director, head of his own agency. But it was all mostly because of his partner, Clustershine.Clustershine was a batpony, and like Grey Rebl, he started out as a rookie, but more of a responsible and stoic individual. A personality opposite to Grey's, but it has it's advantages, like how they saved each other's backsides constantly. Both learned from each other, and soon, they both formed a bond that could be compareable to two brother's love for each other. It was made literal the day Cluster gave the former klutz a necklace. Clustershine has one, too.
Back to reality, Grey stared down at the necklace hanging on his neck, completely unaware that he was fiddling with it during his series of flashbacks. It was a half-a-hoof-sized piece of silver with, dosed and enchanted with moonlight by yours truly, the best partner one could ask for.The brown stallion remembered it's purpose explained to him very clearly. It was used during the war between the Lunar Republic and Solar Empire, meant to symbolize the undying will and bond between the batponies and their loyalty toward Nightmare Moon. However, to Grey Rebl's and Clustershine's case, it was the charm that made them mock brothers and their admiration toward the night sky.
Clustershine never truly understood what the enchantments do exactly, but thought it was to give good luck to the wearer. Strange coming from somepony who enchanted the darn thing himself. Still, Grey took his word for it, because he's going to need it if he's going to make history along with his organization.
Grey heard some noise coming from behind the doorway.Finally, those two are hear, he thought. This "The Doctor" fellow sounds important, so he decided to call in two of his best in the Agency. A pair of figures entered the office, one was a pony and the other a buffalo. The pony: Agent Brauburn Apple.
"Howdy, Grey! What do ah get to do this time?" said Brauburn. He was a excitable one, even in the most hectic of projects. Of course, that and his endless determination to help Appaloosa grow. "Ya know, ah misjudged your fancy agency, mah time here as an agent was great! At this rate, Aaaaappaloosa will progress into becoming the next nicest place in all of Equestria!"
Then there was Little Strongheart, local buffalo in town. Her service in the AIA expanded the relationship between the buffalo and the Appaloosans. "Strongheart here, what can I do for you?"
Grey smiled at the duo. He always hated formalities, and the lively folks of Appaloosa who enlisted to the Agency made his position as Director tolerable, in most cases anyways.
"Hello, you two. I've called you here to personally talk about your new assignment, so you both should know this is important."
They nodded, intently wanting to hear what he had to say. The director responded with a serious expression, however.
"Unfortunately this isn't just about Appaloosa." They both gave him a raised brow. "I'm going to send you to Ponyville. I need you two to find a certain pony with the name: The Doctor. And ask for something that I'm about to tell you. Think you both can handle it?" Brauburn spoke up.
"Grey, what's so important about this 'Doctor' pony? And isn't the AIA is made specifically made for Appaloosa?"
"Yeah," Strongheart agreed, thinking the same.
Grey sighed. He expected this, so he prepared to tell them some classified information.
"The reason is because of our expedition with the aliens. It is more than an encounter with them." This gave him their attention. "Now listen good: there is a threat in this planet that only they know. The real purpose of this campaign is to recruit any pony who is willing to join their army. Right now, we are their eyes on the surface. Wether or not you find The Doctor, Equestria's fate depends on it. He knows what to do more than any pony You both are the best I've got, can I count on you two?"
Brauburn looked at Strongheart, and Strongheart looked at him. They held the same position for a few moments until they finally decided.
"We'll do are best," Strongheart said.
Grey grinned. "Good. I knew I can trust you two. Now heres the plan: Brauburn, you will be used to disguise this as a small Apple Family reunion. Strongheart, you'll be new in town, so you will have an excuse to roam around to find out Doctor. And whatever is said here, stays here. Clear?" His response was a pair of nods. "You can get what you need from the armory, as usual. The rest of your essentials will be in a suitcase given to you on your way out. When you find the Doctor, give him this letter here." He gestured a hoof to an envelope on his desk. "It contains the message from the army. Good luck, you two."
Strongheart and Brauburn turned to leave, but then the buffalo glanced back to ask one last question, "Can you tell us what this threat is?""Risen Flagg," Grey Rebl said, with the name drawing venom. For years, long before his place in the army, he had been doubting Risen's intentions in his campaign. For those doubts to be right, he felt anger that he never thought he would have had. Anger that Risen fooled every Equestrian into believing that his "brave new world" was made in good intentions. As the head of the Appaloosan Intelligence Agency, he will reveal the truth to every pony. Soon, though. Soon.
With one last nod from Strongheart, Grey's thoughts went back to Clustershine, who is the newly appointed second-in-command of the Canterlot Intelligence Agency, wondering how the batpony's experience with Risen Flagg went.
Grey Rebl now has command of the characters:
Braeburn Apple
Little Strongheart
Twilight, punch ghost Sombra in the face! 'Cuz, ya know, why not?
Don'tfreakoutdon'tfreakoutdon'tfreakout...
He's not supposed to be here. Why is he here?
(In another part of Twilight's mind): FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Me: Hello... BRP, was it? Yes, sit right down. Just a minute... let me save my game.. and... there! So... I hear you're stranded! How's that working out for you?
With the main story
Twilight, I know you probably don't know what this means, but tell Sombra '/b/'. That should be enough to get him away, kapeesh?
Scream Bloody Murder! You're in the shower for Pete's sake
Twilight:
Calmly glare at Ghost Sombra and say, "I am in the shower. Have you no manners?"
Ghost Sombra: Nope.
Twilight: Out.
GS: Don't wanna.
TS: Now!
GS: Make me!
Seize him in your magic and through him out of the bathroom. Be nearly as surprised as he is when this works, as you realize he is MORE than just a figment of your imagination if your magic can effect him.
Unless...you just IMAGINED your magic effecting him, in which case it's still proof of your insanity.
GS: When you're done freaking out, make sure you let Celestia know about your research regarding Nyarlothep. Even if you're dead wrong and this has all been a terrible mistake and a major screw up on your part, Celestia knows enough about how wrapped up you get in studies and new discoveries that she'll understand. She's good at understanding. And hey, who knows, your research might actually be right.
TS: ...is it weird that the possibly imaginary construct derived from my insanity is making logical sense?
GS: I'd be more concerned about what it says about you that you imagined me appearing in your shower, dirty mare...
TS: OUT!
"DAMNIT GHOST SOMBRAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!"
Still haven't gone to see Celestia about the human yet. You should probably get on that.
Imma firin mah lazor!
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Make stuff happen relevant to what ever. (This is a wild card use it wisly...)
Ghost Sombra: I'm Watching You
Twilight: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
Ghost Sombra: Sings the Ghost Sombra Song (Just Replace Vegeta with Twilight and Nappa with Sombra for the Lyrics)
Twilight: God Damn It Sombra!
It can't be Sombra's actual ghost right? Just a figment of your imagination. If you believe him away, he will-
Oh, Twilight, you know I can read your thoughts, right?
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY TO ESCAPE, JUMP OUT THE WINDOW!!!
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OH SHII-
*falls before Celestia catches her*
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-In the Everfree, on the path to Ponyville-
"So your nation, which is small, knows little of others, if at all?" Zecora said, talking to Kirk on the path.
"Yes, the ocean is the final frontier. It's the voyages of the Enterprise that has the hopes of our nation riding on it, it's five year mission to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no Iowan has gone before." Kirk replied. Behind him, Gordon facepalmed, an act missed by Zecora and Kirk.
"In fact-" Kirk began, only to be interrupted by his communicator. "Excuse me a moment." He walked a safe distance away, before pulling it out.
"Kirk here, what is it?"
"Captain, we're back on the Enterprise." Scotty said, "She's got minimal damage after the Dalek repairs, and ye won't believe this. They amped our phasers banks and engines. We can reach a projected Warp twelve if we have to. Our cruising is now warp nine. And don' get me started on the deflectors."
"This is good news. I want a full report on all upgrades, ready for when I return. If there are any other complications, I want to be informed."
"Aye, Captain."
"Kirk out."
Kirk walked back to the group, who proceeded along the path, silent for the time being. Then Zecora spoke again.
"Our path through the forest is nearing it's end, for Ponyville is around the next bend."
"Thank you, Zecora!" Gordon said as they rounded the bend, Sunlight streaming in through the abrupt end of the trees. In front of them stood the most peaceful town any of the away team had ever seen, the golden honey of the sun pouring across the rooftops of the medieval village.
"Captain, I would siggest heading to the library, it would allow us to..." Gordon stopped, about to blurt out 'find out about the changes since I last knew of the place,' but saved himself just in time. "...uhh... learn about this area. "
"Assuming it does have a library," Gordon added quickly as one of Zecora's eyebrows went up.
"A library here, there definitely be, it is uniquely found inside a tree. If you would be so kind as to follow me?" Zecora said, leading the way into town.
Twilight: I believe that in this particular circumstance, there is one logical action to take. Communicate with this manifestation of King Sombra, and in your current condition, the communication might be best served as something like this. Ahem.
"NO NO NO NO NO!!! YOU'RE DEAD! D. E. A. D. DEAD! WE KILLED YOU! Sorry about that by the way but you kind of brought it on yourself AND NOW YOU'RE DEAD!!! SO LEAVE ME ALONE! Buck off Sombra! BUCK OFF!!! ... Please?"
Or something somewhat related to the aforementioned discourse.
Close your eyes and sing Pinkie's song, Giggle at the ghosties. And Sombra will go away. Hopefully.
Ok here is the deal remain the buck calm............. YOU KNOW WHAT F*CK IT! START FLIPPING THE F*CK OUT CAUSE DAMMIT IT I DOUBT REMAINING CALM ABOUT THIS WILL WORK IN THIS SITUATION YOU ARE IN!
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Meanwhile with R.A. and his band of merry hackers
R.A.: *is currently working on what looks like a firework* We put this with this. Then we put that with that.
Hacker 1: *looking nervously at R.A.* Uh R.A.? What are you doing and why do you have what looks like explosives? And why are you doing this in the control room?
R.A.: *looks up and happily says* Oh right well my intrepid young hacker I am working on some fireworks for the after-party after we kick Risen's ass. *continues working*
Hacker 1: Uh dude you do realize we may not even stand a chance against this Risen guy. You should add that thought to mind. I mean we are going up against a god by the looks of it.
R.A.: *stops and stands up quietly and walks over to the Hacker* ...... *once he gets in front of him he looks at him for a moment before rearing back and punching the Hacker so hard that he flips a couple of times*
(Play this for background for this scene please.)
Hacker 1: *hits the ground and flops for a bit* AUGH! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR R.A.- *immediately goes quiet after he gets picked up by his scruffs by R.A.*
R.A.: *stares at the Hacker angrily... no a better term would be pissed completely the f*ck off even though a mask is covering his face* ......Don't you EVER think that Risen is a "god" for even a second you f*cking, dumb, jackass of an idiot! *gets close to his face* He is not a "god" for these three reasons that I stand by 1) He is a mortal with amazing powers to bend and warp reality. 2) There are no such things as gods, just mortals who like to play with others fates and destinies. And 3) Gods. Never. Existed. *R.A. then breaths heavily* They are just some made up idea that we mortals came up with just to explain how we came into existence, how the universe started, characters in a story, or to even explain a freak accident. My reasons may not be sound in even the slightest right now, I may be sounding like a complete bigot right now, but from now on don't you EVER tell me that there is a thing called a "god" AGAIN or so help me I'll- I'll- I'LL-! *lets go of the Hacker suddenly dropping him to the ground and sighs* Don't ever let this happen again. Don't ever let me do this again. Please. *gets back to working on his fireworks*
*the room goes eerily quiet as everybody in the room is shocked by this scene. Some of the staff take the Hacker who was punched by R.A. to the medical ward*
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Hacker 2: *is currently next to Nana* *quietly* What the hell was that? Did R.A. just suddenly... snapped for a second? He is usually so happy and destructive yet here he is almost breaking another guy's bones for just voicing his opinion and acting so damn serious. What do you think of this Nana?
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Twilight, your not insane just because Ghost Sombra is here, but because Ghost Sombra is the reason why you were insane and gotten worse. Just try not to go so far on what he is saying; he pretty much supported every thought you made during your insano episode. However, give you clue to what's going on.
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Nana: I assume he knows exactly what we are dealing with. Maybe he's just coping with it by avoiding the subject to maintain confidence. I think it's best for him that way. He needs the moral. Then again, we never spoke about things like higher powers, immortality or gods. Actually...
Hacker: What is it Nana?
Nana: Have you ever thought of going beyond what's expected?
Hacker: Dude, I get enough of that from RA.
Nana: Think like RA then. "If" there is a god, then who is the god of the god?
Hacker: Uhm... Zeus?
Nana: ...You don't get it, do you?
Hacker: Nope.
Nana: Then I'll tell you what I think how R.A thinks. What if another being controls your entire life, friends, family; everything? I believe he is inclined to carving his own destiny, going to places where not even so-called gods could go. I know he can do things that are considered impossible to us. But to him, he believes that EVERYPONY can do the same. The terms "god" and "mortal" are limits that we made for ourselves. He's right about gods never existing, when we can do things by our own will. I don't a cutie mark on me, so my fate is undetermined and prefer it to stay that way. Sir, possibilities are endless, you just can't let some know-it-god tell you no. And you and I both know how R.A LOVES to do impossibles. He must've cared about humanity, since they did impossibles countless times in their history.
Hacker: Wow, I never thought of it that way.
Nana: Princess Celestia said these same words, even though many see her as a goddess. Shame that only few heed them. Those few surpassed eternity itself.
(What a coincidence, I read Junipers Knot on my iPad last night. Anyways, this "god" thing I actually agree with, and I thought A little bit on the answer. This isn't the first time I thought about gods in general though. The very earliest is when someone at my school was being bullied for being an atheist. Oh, how I hated that day.)
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Damn, I'm late for this.
I was going to delete the original HAI by the way. The second one was going to do it, and the original was not coming back.
Main story:
Twilight, YOU HAVE TO TELL SOMEONE! Not Ghost Sombra though. Celestia, Luna, even Discord- although he probably knows something. It will always help to tell people what happened so that you can all fix the problem together. Remember when you mixed up all the cutie marks? Kind of like that. Except with less of it being, you know, your fault.
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Sidestory
Me *to Swimming Dalek* : Actually, pretty good so far. Except my AI is always really bored. But other than that, I had a pretty good camp set up, a lot of food. This weird chicken snake thing burst in once and I cooked it. Have you ever eaten chicken? If you have, picture what chicken tastes like, make it yellow and add the smell of the color purple and the sight of the scent of a little mushroom from Belgium. Then you have exactly what it tasted nothing like at all. Basically, It tasted freaking weird. So how does it feel leading a fleet of reformed Daleks?
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Because I have some theories about gods too...
Gods exist, but are created by human belief. As human's believe in a god, it grows in power, but if the belief ebbs, the power recedes. The rise of a god is when it performs a miracle for a group of people, others spread the news and the god repeats the miracle or performs a new one. The amount of believers increases and the god grows in strength. The fall of a god is when the god remains absent for a period of time, or a war ravages his people or the belief shifts into an object. Examples being the subjugation of Egypt by the ancient Romans, after which, depictions of the Egyptian gods slowly declined and so on and so on. The most recent case would be the decline of the Christian and Muslim Gods. Each set of believers are placing belief in their holy books and "talismans" (The crucifix for example) and not in the god itself.
TLDR version; Gods are batteries of belief. More believers = more power. Less believers = less power.
Ultimately the power still rests with humans, even though we are not aware that we have it. Only gods are capable of using belief in this way.
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On a COMPLETELY unrelated note, I went paintballing today. Thanks to a particularly needless point blank shootout, my left side looks like I got attacked by an octopus.
twilight: shut up ghost of sombra
gaurd: who are you talkin to
twi:im not crazy! your crazy!ESPECIALLY YOU SOMBRA!!
sombra: AAAAAAAAAAAE
Hacker: Right then, well I'll see you later Nana. I gotta run some diagnostics on the engines now... also if you will keep an eye or holographic eye in your case on R.A. *leaves the control room*
R.A.: *currently working on his fireworks* Hmmm needs more...... "boom" if this is to get the result I want. *begins mumbling again*
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(Glad to see that I was able to get people thinking about things like this and have them voice their opinions thanks for your inputs. Also Juniper's Knot is fucking epic, would read multiple times over again.)
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Look at my blog sometime. It is only to do with that kind of thinking.
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Nana: Will do. *Watches Hacker walk away* Hmm. I have a feeling that R.A might do more than just blow up the entire room and kill everypony in it. Maybe I should tell him to work somewhere else... *Sees R.A putting in unknown chemicals and strange looking gunpowder.* Yeah. I should.
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(I'm running out of ideas! Oh well, I'll just give the Director some sort of random mishap.)
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GR: *Huming* *Suddenly, he felt a faint rumble.* Oh? *Earthquakes are unheard of in the western side of equestria, buffalo stampedes don't happen so close to town either, and simple explosions from the lab shouldn't be felt all the way up to his office. Unless...* Oh, bollocks! Not again!
? (A female voice from the hallway): Director, sir! There is a situation down at–
GR: I know, Secretary! Just give me a minute!
(I can't think of what the problem would be... But in the next chapter, there will be Brauburn and Strongheart!)
Twilight: Scream like a filly who just got stabbed in the eye with a blade of solidified acid.
Sombra: RUN FOR YOUR AFTER-LIFE.
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Right now I don't have much to do with just one person and one HAI. Does anyone mind if I bring in a CSAR (Combat Search And Rescue) ship to the fleet to play with?
It would be coming from the same place as BRP and would be searching for him when they pick up on the communications he was sending out with his broken beacon. I can make a drawing if you so desire.
edit: I just remembered that I forgot somepony1 and masterweaver. We haven't heard anything from them recently though...
Beware! Sciency stuff coming up...
The ship is far more technologically advanced, with significantly more advanced FTL (Faster than Light) travel and communications. - This is because BRP left the planet 100 years before objective (actual time that passed), but for him it has only been 6 weeks subjective (time that BRP felt passing).
The new ship left his planet 2 weeks before it arrives in the Equis system (This delay being because it was searching down the path that BRP's ship first travelled.)
All technology on the ship is to be confined to the ship. BRP gets some new arrows and new methods of travel around the planet, but aside from that, the majority of the benefits of this new ship would be communications and care-package deliveries to BRP and his allies on the surface of Equis. It is not a combat ship and has minimal weapons, however, AI technology, maneuver technology, stealth technology and shield technology are on par, if not better than dalek tech (can be scaled back, just let me know). The power of the people of this planet is innovation and a MacGyver-like view of problems, using solutions that others would consider impossible.
Dalek ships use a single shield generator whereas this ship uses multiple overlapping smaller generators which allow greater control of shields that behave more like the scales of a fish or reptile than a single skin.
Dalek ships maneuver using their primary drives to shift in whatever direction they wish, but primarily maintain a singe up-down orientation. This ship is shaped more like a pre-spaceflight fighter jet, allowing it optimal movement both in and out of atmosphere and maximising deflection of kinetic attack weapons. It maneuvers by "reducing" it's own mass through a high speed vibration of the entire ship (This doesn't actually reduce the mass, but gives the same effect), and then ejecting streams of high density matter (collected from asteroids and other space debris[like a multitude of broken dalek ships]) to shift the ship in the opposite direction. Precision bursts of this matter can let this ship move in any direction and pitch, yaw or roll at incredible speeds. In space battles, the sheer scale of battles this size allows this ship to dodge even lasers as it takes the laser several seconds to traverse the massive distance and hit the ship.
Daleks never developed AI technology... enough said
Stealth is maintained in the same way that the ship is so good with communications. All forms of radiation, wave and kinetic impact are absorbed by the ship preventing any detection through things such as sonar (in space, this would be sending out a pulse wave of particles that bounce off of enemy ships and return to the launching ship giving the range and direction of the other ship), radar, or laser detection (essentially strobing the area with low power lasers and monitoring the ricochets in essentially the same method as sonar. It is faster but less reliable).
As all forms of radiation, wave and kinetic impact are absorbed, the ship can pick up on communications extremely efficiently and uses FTL communications, bypassing the intervening space with extra-dimensional technology - (sending the connection to the quantum sea [theorized about by theoretical physicists] where all space is the same space and things like direction and travel time have no meaning as they don't exist. The connection is sent in with the ability to come out, the "IP" address of the receiving unit/units and the actual message. This method of communication is not instant, but has a ping measured in microseconds and is undetectable, untraceable and is unaffected by interference.) - to send messages to any units with a known "IP".
If anyone wants to know where I got all of this from, I am planning on writing science fiction. This is a dulled down version of the space ships that will be used in my book. In the first one I am planning to write, the ships will play a minor role as stealth insertion ships or in a space battle taking place above the planet where the main plot is happening. (Actually that's not true. The first part does take place like that, but it is only a prologue to the main plot, during which, ships will only be used for stealth insertion. These ships will still be formidably armed).
You know what, when the side stories in your story are longer then the actual story, then it is time to consider the possibility of making a new story for them, cause really? most of us just skim through them to get to YOUR story razor, but now(at chapter 19) I think I am really getting annoyed with them side stories. No offence but isn't the main point of this story to see how Jason and the ponies will fair against Risen Flag and the Plush? Bla, never mind, it is YOUR story so I cant really complain. Just don't blame me if I give up on it because of all the spam stories. i'll keep reading until I get to your recent chapter. tata