6th Thought: Lost
It was pretty late to do a conversion, but I guess this is just an unusual circumstance. Lyra had long since went to sleep, leaving only one resident unicorn ambassador to do the supervising.
All Vinyl did was shake her head at me in mild disappointment for chickening out the first time, but she was quick to change her mind with Princess Celestia standing beside me to oversee something that should have happened earlier.
The hum of lights always seemed a lot louder as the night went on, just a small observation.
I decided that this will be my final chance to get this over with. If I don't want to do it, I won't ever do it. Again, the princess levitated the glass to me carefully, not allowing the potion to slosh about inside. Again, I take it in my shaking hands, barely keeping it from spilling.
"I'm nervous."
"That's understandable, though you should take solace in what lies beyond this leap of faith."
What was beyond this leap? Aside from a life where the end probably wasn't magical vaporization or necrosis. A life where I could be recognized. A life where I get an honest second chance where I have control.
Alright. Count to three, then chug it.
"One... two... three."
And down it goes.
"Ack, f*beep*, that does not taste like... grape..."
And down I go.
-=-=-
I've heard a lot of conversations from the newfoals that you go through something like a dream or a vision when you pass out. A lot say that they run through a grassy field, others say they see towering spires, or clouds, based one what sort of unicorn they turn into.
I seem to have got that second type of dream. Twisting towers, decorated with celestial symbols and light colours. Things that seemed not unlike clouds traveled in masses, going either one way or the other down the street I stood on. They careless crashed against me, bursting in a puff of smoke, then reanimating into their previous form as they carried on.
"Minds are a wondrous thing, Kenneth Baxter. Yours is filled to the brim with thoughts more befitting of an elder generation."
The voice filled the inside of my head, resounding like a heavenly bell.
"How are you feeling, my friend?"
At that chime, the clouds simultaneously burst and fade away, leaving me with a clear sight of the street. It was strange, I felt nothing while the clouds were there, but now that they were gone, I felt a little bit lonely. Hopeless, even.
"Alone. I feel very alone."
"Don't be. This is your dream, and you are never very far from a friend. Give me shape, and you will know what I mean."
Alright, if you put it like that. Easy. The voice sounds very familiar, and the last friend I had contact with was...
Celestia. Just like that, she animates from wisps of smoke right before me. She stands proudly, regally, beaming with ageless pride.
"Magic is simple like that. All you need to do is think, concentrate, and have intention. Keep that in mind, and you will find your place in no time at all."
"Princess?"
"My guards are not around, Ken."
"Celestia. Are you saying that I'm..."
"A unicorn. One with quite a fine combination of colour, if I may add."
A mirror forms from the wisps in front of my face, reflecting an -alien- form on the surface.
A gray pony with a thick, brown mane stares back at me, making similar facial expressions that I assumed I am trying to make. I raise my hand to my head, and it raises it's hoof. My hand feels odd, stump-like, as if I have no fingers at all, which was exactly the case as I shift my gaze to my gray hoof. I feel my head again, take note of the jutting appendage on my forehead, my reconfigured hairline, as well as my elongated ears. I feel just like how the mirrored image looks.
Now the clouds are coming back, filling the street. They feel very warm to me, like they're real people.
"You may be a little shorter now, but you'll find a way to stick out in a crowd. You just have to follow all those dreams you have. Especially this one."
And just like that, I'm feeling very light, like I'm floating away. I can't see anything anymore. Everything turns white. I... I...
-=-=-
I woke up.
It was a very weird feeling, waking up all numb, I tried asking how long I was out, but it came out in garbles. Oh well, it wasn't like anyone was even in the room.
Actually... I woke up in my apartment room, the one I share with Vinyl. Ah, how I missed that spring poking me in the neck. I felt warm an secure under my sheets. I didn't want to get up, but something compelled me to.
A couple of bones in my body crack when I stretch like this. Ahh... So much better. It feels like I got a very deep crick.
In fact, I feel a lot better all over. I used to get nasty cramps in my feet if I stretched like this, or I used to have this awful chest pain if I slept on my side. Nothing! I feel like a brand new man!
Err, let me correct that. I feel like a brand new "stallion". A look over at the closet mirror confirmed my dream. And a look over to my radio clock told me-
"Good morning, Ott-a-wa!"
Right on time.
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Yay wouldn't it be cool if someone made a convertion bureau about a human that becomes an alicorn?
27227
Yes.
Just,
Yes.
This story is very good. (I'm really tired and can't think of anything else to say)
Too bad I'm no writer or I'd be all over that
27227
NO
27227 Alicorns are overpowered, making it exceptionally difficult to keep a story around them interesting.
Even if you mean a mortal alicorn, there is still the problem of magic combined with flight, two abilities that both are mutually exclusive and powerful in their own right.
Then again, it might be a bit interesting to see someone not used to being in the spotlights suddenly getting the kind of attention the Princesses get...
27292
To be fair it can be done right.
27302 Not to mention that it's Mary Sue as f***.
27441
Only if one is written to be intended that way. A story of a newfoal alicorn doesn't, and shouldn't, have to be about "watch so-and-so kick ass, take names and steal the thunder of the Sisters and everyone and everything around them!
A newfoal alicorn story, logically, will be about said new alicorn learning how to be one under the tutelage of Celestia and Luna with all that implies. You're basically taking some potentially average schmuck and having them learn from the ground up how to be a prince or princess, possibly developing sisterly/brotherly bonds with the Sisters, and becoming a new public face for the kingdom.
Such as story has potential to be really fucking awesome, but also, admittedly, just as much to be a really fucking terrible sue-fest. So just because it has the potential to be bad doesn't mean it should be avoided like the plague, that's just stupid and curtails creativity.
27689
AGREED!
27689 Great, now I feel like I gotta write it, even after I explained that the potion doesn't just create your average three kinds of ponies...
♫♥I look forward to reading what happens next in your story♥♪
27966Sweet! Lemme know if you do cuz that would be awsome
27689
I remember in the CB thread on Ponychan someone posted that they were working on a story where the main character accidentally (somehow) got turned into an Alicorn, but I think the poster said that the story wasn't going to happen. So others have thought of doing a story about that, but noone's actually done it so far.
What kind of person would, uh, 'naturally' turn into an Alicorn anyways? Or maybe that's the wrong question. What character(s?) would be ideal for a story to turn into (an) Alicorn(s)?
30346 I'm currently working on it right now along with some other stories based on some classic literature.
"What's that? MLP/Mark Twain crossover?"
Ya, anyways, even I'm not liking how it's going so far. For one, The two princesses we already have are no secret at all, and thus, having a third throws things in the mix. With all the attention he would receive, there's bound to be me thinking "I hate this Mary Sue f***er", and terminate the story.
But if I can pull it off with some okay reviews, it would pick up my spirits to continue until I decide to kill 'em off.
27292 Too be fair, I have seen it done. And yes, the person that was turned into an alicorn was one of the few people any brony would make an exception for. Yes, I know this is an old post, but hey when has that ever stopped anyone. I think the key to making a likable alicorn is to find a way to prevent them from simply god-modeing everything, but without hamstringing them completely power wise as for many that's part of what makes an alicorn an alicorn. Also one of the key reasons why it's so damn easy to cock things up while doing so. I have an idea that might work and the character would likely be interesting, but damn, writing it will be weird.
30346 Lauren Faust if you wanted to go the weird route and use living people.