Remember How I Used to do a lot of Polls?
Queen Chrysalis was locked away in Canterlot Castle's dungeon for three days, her legs were chained to the floor and an iron ring was clasped around her horn. Queen may have been a stretch, only twelve of her brood remained from the hundreds that had invaded, but her mission had been accomplished in full. The Grand Matron had chosen her to place the pieces, and the two humans had unknowingly started the chain. This was a positive change of all of Equus, with the Deceiver's ancient technology everypony would benefit, and peace would reign. Ancient depictions of the Deceiver's weaponry had shown a vehicle not unlike the hulking war machine that could have easily ended her existence, and its owner had put it to use on many occasions.
Changeling lore credited a biped with teaching their species deception and stealth tens of thousands of years ago, when all races of ponies diverged from the original proto-equine. As the tale went, a comet landed it what was now called the Badlands and carried with it a powerful warrior and charismatic leader. The ancient fighter had contributed so much, even the structure of changeling hives and their unnoticeable feeding tactics. The only real difference between the Deceiver and the two humans was the ability to wield magic, which Jay and Taylor seemed to actively resist in all forms. Pony magic shorted out around them, though changeling magic was still seventy percent as effective, and records had shown that all humans from Jay and Taylor's home universe shared that unique trait, perhaps every member of their kind shared the unusual gift.
As the queen's stomach reminded her of how little she had actually eaten, the changeling couldn't help but regard the bland food with distaste, she would only eat the bare minimum for her carapace to heal. Chrysalis nudged an apple with her muzzle as she thought of her mother's words on the apes, the Grand Matron had a certain way with language. They pop up from time to time, sometimes from the Deceiver's home, sometime from a world of peace, sometimes from a planet ravaged by eternal war, but they always bring change with them. That had been the Matron's most recent speech to her twenty daughters, all of whom were queens themselves, with Chrysalis being the youngest at only eighty years of age, barely more than a teenager when compared to her centuries-long lifespan. The youngest to try and fulfill a prophecy, and the youngest to lose her hive to battle, few things went the young queen's way it seemed.
“Knock knock.” Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Taylor was wrapped in bandages, they covered his arms and most of his hands, but it left his fingers exposed to perform delicate tasks. Only a few burns still extended past his chest, wispy tendrils of paler flesh snaked around his neck like a perverse pattern of tattoos. Almost on instinct, the queen's eyes darted to the pistol resting in a shoulder holster, she didn't want to know what that felt like.
“I wasn't expecting you so soon.” Chrysalis was actually starved for company, as odd as it was for the emotional vampire, she kind of missed social activity. Not that Taylor was an enjoyable person to be around, but he was still better than the stoic guardsponies that kept watch over the fallen monarch. “I would have brought out the good silverware if you had sent ahead.”
“You know why I'm here.” Okay, so he wasn't in the mood for games, that was somewhat frightening to the broodmother. The human slipped into the cell with a folding chair in hand, which he quickly slipped open before closing the door behind him. “The sooner you start talking, the sooner I can help you.”
“I still won't be allowed to leave Equestria or start another hive.” Neither of those actually concerned the insectoid mare; to her mother and sisters, she was already dead. There wasn't much the ponies could offer that interested the relatively young queen.
“What's it going to take for us to make a deal?”
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Jay tightened the wrench on his newest and only invention, forged from his own blood and sweat. Crafted from a scuba tank, rubber hose, oven pilot light, and some metal piping, it was the finest flamethrower he had ever seen. Ever since the invasion, the flautist had an odd affiliation for incendiary weapons, and this was no different. Finally, he understood how one could have a muse without needing an instrument to play, but creative talent still required an outlet. He gave one final pull to close the seal, and only succeeded in breaking it, sending the slim fuel tank rocketing out of the room.
“Watch it!” Rainbow Dash ducked her head inside the human's workshop, her mane was messier than usual, which was likely from the passing missile. It didn't help that the two hadn't exactly met on the best of circumstances, words and actions that shouldn't have been exchanged were knocked between them. Rape dungeon had been said more than once, along with the implication that the Element of Loyalty was a pedophile.
“Not my fault you keep getting in my way.” Jay started to grumble under his breath after that, already occupied with removing the broken seal and replacing the fuel tank. Few things could rouse a human from the task at hand, so Dash felt it would be a wonderful time to look at the teen's odd invention. She was familiar with the species' ingenuity, Taylor had actually repaired many of the gadgets around Ponyville, but she had never witnessed the act of creation firsthoof. The flautist wrapped a small hose leak with duct tape before giving the trigger a gentle squeeze. Nothing perceivable happened, but it seemed to please the pyromaniac greatly. With the flick of a switch, the pilot light blazed to life, and the human smiled with manic glee.
A gout of flame erupted from the weapon's tip.
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Extra – Trixie Fires a Laser Cannon
Two months in Equestria, give or take a few days.
“Alright, just look at the view screen and let the targeting computer do the work.” I guided the blue pony's hoof to the control stick, apparently the Imperial guard kicked it old school. When the reticule was over the burned-out car husk, Trixie pressed the trigger button. A satisfying crack resonated within Leviathan's cabin, and the car chassis exploded in a cloud of dust.
“That was awesome!” The showmare put her hooves in the air in a victorious pose, but she unknowingly touched the commander's tread controls, which I had thankfully locked as a precaution. That didn't stop the heavy bolters from firing, and the sounds of gunshots sent both of us sprawling to the floor. In humor that only existed in bad sitcoms and movies, my flailing foot trigger the Mega Battle Cannon. The high-caliber ballistic shell fired without a hitch, which was the good news. The bad news, however, was that one of the castle's towers was now collapsing into rubble.
“We should probably fix that.” Sadly, I'm not a mason of any sort, so stonework was a bit beyond my hands' skill. I looked at Trixie, hoping she had some sort of solution for the accident, or maybe some scheme to get the whole thing blamed on the battle. “You ever figure out chronomancy?”
“Time magic is just an old pony's tale.” My thoughts traveled to the odd array of characters I had come across in my stay in Equestria, and the Doctor seemed like more than a fitting subject.
“But you could still use technology to propel yourself across time and space.” The blue pony cocked her head at me in confusion, I could tell that most of what I had said had gone over the top of her head. Then, she gave me a harsh look that she reserved for when I said something she found offensive. “Hey, don't give me that look, I only broke the laws of physics and tore the universe a new asshole.”
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Extra – War Games and Fancy Headgear
Two Months in Equestria
“Flamer comin' over the ridge!” Applejack was Yellow Team's Mechanic, and her Apple Turret was helping up her damage output, but was almost useless against Jay's Rainfire attacks. A lavender bolt from Twilight, the Yellow Hitman, impacted the teen's forehead, and sent him back to Purple Spawn. “Runner, take the point!”
“On it!” Dash ran out from behind a destroyed wall and galloped as hard as she could to the purple pillar of light that was their final objective. A light blue beam of light impacted just under her temple as the pegasus was sent back to Spawn, Purple Hitman Trixie was dominating the polychromatic pony!
“Too bad you couldn't outrun magic.” The magician smiled in sadistic joy as she reloaded her Huntersnipes, Trixie felt the training exercises were Celestia's best idea in the history of good ideas. The showmare looked down her scope and tried to find her next target, the Infiltrator that had knifed Chrysalis in the back. “Where are you, you Canterlot wannabe?”
“Right behind you.”
Across the map, Commandos Taylor and Shining Armor faced off in a battle of Scattershot blasts. Bits of concrete flew from the magical impacts, both of their HUDs indicated Point Beta was being taken by Yellow, with only a few millimeters until the round was over. A yellow wave of light slithered from behind a wrecked vehicle and enveloped the unicorn Commando. A well-placed Scatter blast sent Taylor back to Spawn, but he heard one last message before being teleported.
Victory!
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For an added challenge, you guys decide what Chrysalis' metaphorical price is.
I will write in whatever gets the most votes.
Anything that could make sense in this story will be accepted, so you have plenty of wiggle room.
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I'm horrible at polls.
You missed an "ed"
And as for her price...
I have no idea. Maybe I'll come up with something later
THERE'S NO SHIPPING TAG HOLY SHIT IS THAT EVEN FUCKING POSSIBLE FOR A HIE FIC???
Is it? Please say it is...
You'll never get home because that guys name is Jay.
Ah, so they're playing TF2, Pony Style...
Take away her changeling uniquenessessessesssssssssssss.............es!
Chrysalis would ask to tag along with humans!
Chrysalis wants Jay's bebbies. That's her price *crack shipping grin!*
1386444
no
protection. her price should be protection from the rest of the changeling army?
Have them figure out a way to temporarily take away her magic!
Anyway, Taylor is now headcannon Burned Man.
I'm split between her tagging along with the humans, and the babies suggestion.
The tagging along would just be fun, shes an interesting character.
The babies would just be weird and hilarious to try to convince Taylor of.
Either one you want to go with.
1385473 Well, atleast it's not gangnam style.
Also, this is is good story. Beginning was a little rocky, but I think now you've hit your stride.
So get cracking on the next chapter, and have a mustache.
1386696 Yes. Si. Ja Wohl. :3
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non
Love this story
more please
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What is that a reference to, if anything.
1388047 Hai!
I say she asks for Jay´s babies, just to fuck with Proto. It´s just as good as any other reason to choose that, except it´s better.
Also: oui, ja, sì, sim, shì, ayo, naí, sic, ye and yest´. Consider yourself challenged.
1386863 Are you kidding? That would make it even cooler!!
1388158 It's not, it's just his name, because it's not a good one.
1390144 20% cooler?
I would say for her to ask for bebbies only as a joke, and then make her request of tagging along with the humans. I, personally, would have her basically be their servant.
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Then fuck yourself.
She wants a human/changeling hybrid. From that she'll try to raise an army.
As for how she'll get it......
Jarate. That's her price. And lots of it.
1391432 What you just did there? I see it...
Have Chrysallis ask for Jay's babies.
Chrysailis wants Taylor. You can decide how she wants him.
1393580 NAH. FUK U Proto.
1405730 Fuck yourself.
1405803 No, Jay is a bad name. Jack or John or Joe or Josh or Jobe or Jacklyn or Aku sound much better.
1405815 Take that up with Jay's parents, then.
1405819 I DON'T KNOW THEM.
1405831 Then don't bitch over the internet.
1405843 Well then.... good-day to you, i'm off to engage in sexual intercourse with your female parental figure.
1405849 I hope you enjoy corpses, then.
1405852 You'd be surprised at what some people will do to piss others off.
I know it is too late, but why not make Chrysalis a maid?
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Image from the stalkertrixie tumbler. Sorry if it doesn't show.
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nopony expects the yellow team
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At least Chryssie will survive...
Cya
Raziel-chan