O my god i just had an orgasm 0.o

I LOVE THIS STORY, AND SHE DUS TO IT SEMIS
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Why did you post so many chapters Somber? Four I could handle, five... sure... but NINE!?
Jesus christ, you're killing me man!

But its cool, I didn't need emotions today

So damn good chapter well done, well done, whew... interesting thing about Dashie~ *plots*
Good show!

Footnote: Maximum Level Reached.

Oh shit... The last time this happened didn't she die ??

7178252 Pretty soon after, yeah. I have been kind of wondering what happened in chapter 50 that she jumped from 15 to the level cap. My best guess is that it was either the Goddess connection becoming strong enough for the Goddess to partially control Blackjack's actions, or doing the memory dive thing with Rampage. If it'd happened a chapter earlier, in 49, I'd pretty strongly suspect it was the soul removal, talking with Snips, seeing the maelstrom, and all that and then coming back. As it is, there's nothing that stands out quite that much.

But when I opened to door,

the door

“The Grand Pegasus Enclave said that they had substantive evidence of crimes against the Enclave committed by Thunderhead. Intelligence has been in complete chaos. Half their units abroad have either been arrested or have turned completely. Neighvarro’s got their own intelligence officers who’ve been wreaking havoc against us.”

Formatting (the spaces between) seems not consistent around here as the rest, but very minor

I looked at the rows of terminals and reached out a hoof, scowling at it passed right through

as it ?

left the meaning room.

meeting room

and sealed with Wonderglue

wonderglue ?

A good day huh? If not only in a blue moon, every so often. Let's see.. summary time. Spoiler alert, ahead be spoilers of this chapter. Glory's lying ability failed, her cooking proves to be a multi-purpose utility, let alone a hilarious cyberpony cake as a weapon. P-21 is happy again, Rampage and P-21 are both protecting Blackjack from what she 'should not' know. Blackjack's real name, her apparent ancestry and teasing as to why the door in Tenpony did not open. The Psalm memory was most interesting and sad, and somewhat heart warming. The Society conscription was thwarted with a clever plan, Pain Train sounds a lot in appearance as a minotaur we fondly recall. Six ponies were liberated and ran off, Lacunae can easily blackmail Blackjack for her brush with this Trouble. Onto the Skyport, persuasion check was successful. Lacunae was possessed by the Goddess it seems with the terminals, Blackjack lost her fucking weapons. A Raptor is introduced, just wait until you see the cloud fortresses. Blackjack beforehand uses her damn broadcaster to announce to the entire Wasteland on whatever channel she is a bad pony, and somehow stirring up more Trouble to lure to the Skyport. Lighthooves in the terminal briefing was not identified, perhaps a rogue operative and Thunderhead officers arrested and even more tension growing between Neighvarro and Thunderhead Enclave. Of course the highest ranking? member's name in their military is Harbringer. Much later Scotch Tape got her cutie mark! Celebrations! "You know what this calls for? A party!" It occurred to me that Blackjack may very well be related to Pinkie Pie with the danger sense she has, and perhaps more than one with her little ponies in her head. Dang it, I was hoping for Glory and Dawn to have some dialogue one-to-one in this chapter. At least they have a reunion. It's honestly hard to think about someone from what feels like a past live to just show up out of the blue and act like nothing happened long ago. I would have a similar reaction.. Pays off to examine old books to learn and find hidden notes huh? More and more intrigue and questions than answers.

Oh, that is a kind gesture to thank the reader for venturing through this far. Thank you back for the creation of this story Somber, Hinds and company. I will be interested to learn how this huge story was conceived in the first place after I am done reading it once.

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>>Wonderglue
It should be capitalized, as it's a brand name; think Krazy Glue or Gorilla Glue.

well. Blackjack had a good day. blackjack has the weirdest luck, as she is depected to have a lot of it... but, well. you've red the story.

merphys law GO FISH!!!! some pony needs to lern her that to not JIXIT!!! and lowle chapter just 1234..... rughtly 19 left? uggghhhh

takes out sniper shotting some raiders on the rode welp might as well get some loot.....

Psalm reminds me a lot of Christian from Pilgrim's Progress.

im glad that Blackjack/Go Fish finally had a good day for once. congrats to her. congrats to Scotch for getting her cutie mark too. great chapter Somber. great chapter.

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Wow, it was actually a good day. I'm honestly shocked; I saw the chapter title and braced myself. :O

The pancakes are a decent running gag. Pain Train is better. :V

>tfw everyone cheers for Scotch pooping

On that note, what's her cutie mark? I get the gist from the description, I'm pretty sure I recognize it, but I can't quite put a name to it.

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What, no trust Somber can live up to the goal set in his avatar for even a chapter? ;_; Well, given the track record, that's probably fair. XD

Incidentally, I have it on good authority this chapter took place on January 20th.

The pancakes and cooking thing are just one of the cutest things about Glory. She tries so hard! FiM minotaurs are gold, possibly the most cartoonishly styled creatures in the show, but in an imposing and threatening way that makes them a natural fit for FoE. And of course Iron Will makes a great template for anything. :V

Nobody's ever cheered for you pooping!? I thought that happened all the time! :p

It's a square and compass. They're drafting tools used by architects and engineers (at least before CAD became dominant), and a symbol of the Freemasons.

Hagrid voice: "Yer a Freemason, Scotchy."

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Hah, okay. I heard the description and thought "masons", I just wasn't sure if I was full of shit.

Wasteland Illuminati confirmed

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Nah, that would be Scotch a few minutes before getting her mark. :V

“And that mutated river serpent with two heads?” Lacunae asked softly.

Was that Steven Magnet?

I mostly agree with BJ. That day was weird. Dawn is weirder still.
But I am more curious about the Goddess...

And the S.P.P.

Has anyone else thought that the Goddess is using a variation of the cloning technique developed by Project Chimera to create the Alicorns using the heavily refined and specialized I.M.P instead of raw Flux. It makes sense to me, the Alicorns affected by the pink cloud in Canterlot started to remember who they originally were, could it be physical memory, or something remembered by the soul? In that case Echo is wrong, the Goddess doesn't control the souls within unity, she's just found a way to make the soul the soul inhabiting the vessel step aside and control them directly, just like the souls within Rampages Pheonix talisman.

This is just a personal head-canon I came up with based on information from Fallout Equestria, Project Horizons, and what little I've read of Starlight.

Blackjack had a good day? What?! And why do I feel like Dawn is the leader of the Harbingers?

I just groaned, and the last thing I heard downstairs was Glory’s mom saying politely, “What a curious young mare! I think she may look just like Rainbow Dash!” Glory laid me down on my bed, closing the door as we passed, and I felt more blood coming out my nose. I tried to send Lacunae a warning about Dawn and our story about Glory being in Riverside, but for all I knew I told her to kumquat the picklebarrel.

oh, i just HAVE to post this:

Wait, you live in Fallon? As in near Reno and Sparks? I think we actually live seriously close together.

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Carson city, now.

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Wow, I've got family in that area!

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Fanckakes

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Paincakes

“… don’t want to go…” I murmured softly. I prepared for the onslaught of questions about what was wrong with me, how I could want to stay in this horrible place. “I know it’s stupid and this place is dirty and closing but it’s the only place I belong. The only place I deserve to be!”

Well now we know where blackjack got that extra dose of self loathing from.

“I can’t believe it!” I stormed as we trotted towards Chapel. Vigilance! Sacrifice and Duty! The magic sword of scary sharpness… all gone! I was disarmed; I was pissed!

Those bastards must pay for stealing the good stuff!!!!

Luna. She’d said she’d help. She’d said to be patient. I imagined I could hear her voice calling me… But I couldn’t be patient any more. I was out of time! I crouched there, eyes clenched shut. “Please…” I whispered. “Please, Princess Luna… Please…” I trembled as I curled up, as if trying to disappear so that when the headmaster returned, I’d be gone. Those three words kept me anchored there; the moment I couldn’t say them anymore was the moment I was finished. They were the single light in the blackness that threatened to consume me. If it took me, I didn’t know what I’d do.

Just like Blackjack huh. What's with the weird correlation between them both thinking they aren't worth the trouble.
Also Luna helping orphans reminds me of that one song/animation with Luna singing and helping a bunch of orphan foals. Wonder if that's a reference to that?

I looked at my Teacher, giving him a smile I’d only shared with one other as he looked back and said, “Certainly. You can be my assistant…”

Oh my God. That's why Blackjack had that memory of Littlehorn! It's all coming together now

What a sweet ending. Hope she gets her pistols back though.
Could Dawn be the prophet? I mean they said it was a pegasus and P 21 said he didn't trust her so maybe some foreshadowing?

She slammed her hoof down on the handle of the skillet, flipping something black into the air. Then she grabbed a plate between her hooves...

It's gonna break. It's gonna break. It's gonna break.

The plate shattered,

YES!

She looked at the doorway. “Come on in. You’re such a horrible lurker.” There was a shift at the door, and then a handsome young stallion slowly walked into the room. His yellow eyes met mine with a wary look, the eyes of a pony who’d been hurt.

“Who… who are you?” I asked warily.

“My name is Goldenblood,” he replied as he sat next to my bed.

Well, I guess it’s time for some of the villains to step up their game and work a little harder at making us hate them. Last chapter, The Goddess went from a mostly comedic nuisance to an outright loathsome monster shockingly swiftly. Not to be outdone (really, would he ever let himself be outdone?), Goldenblood is now stepping up and saying, “me too!”

Goldenblood has really been a difficult character for me to wrap my head around. Despite all the monstrous projects that he was directly or indirectly responsible for, I couldn’t quite bring myself to just outright hate him. There was always that little niggling feeling in the back of my head that, “oh, he’s a tragic figure.” He was trapped in the middle of an impossible situation. He didn’t want the role he found himself thrust into. He was doing what he did because he genuinely believed it was the “lesser evil.” That any alternative would be worse for Equestria, for the world. One could say that he was uncomfortably similar to the Ministry Mares themselves. And honestly, it was funny how insanely competent he was at pulling the strings behind literally every Lunadammed thing in wartime Equestria. It got to a point where I would just laugh and go, “oh Goldie, you’re at it again you clever little scamp,” whenever he was revealed to be behind yet another covert scheme. But now…

It was shown in previous flashbacks that Goldenblood and Psalm had a close relationship, but the exact nature of that relationship was only now revealed. It was at this point in this scene that an icy chill hit my chest, and my RAGE grew as the implications dawned on me. GOLDENBLOOOOD!!!!! SHE WAS YOUR DAUGHTER YOU MISERABLE FUCK! I don’t give a damn how you downplay it. You accepted her; you took her in. She was your daughter, and the O.I.A. was your agency! How could you let her join the O.I.A. knowing better than anypony what that meant? HOW COULD YOU LET HER BECOME AN ASSASSIN FOR THE O.I.A.!!! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!? AUUUGHHHHH FUCK THIS GUY!!!!!

The Goddess persisted, her words oozing into my awareness. I couldn’t plug up my ears to stop her, and mentally chanting ‘LALALA’ was far less effective against her than it had been against me. “She did something to you. Something that’s hurt you more than you could ever realize. Something that’s almost killed you more than once. All for her own selfish gain,” the Goddess purred softly in my ear. “If you really want to know, go into her mind. Find what she’s hiding. Or don’t. Either way, it should be fun.”

Hmmm, Lacunae is the one who put Psalm’s memories in Blackjack?

“Well Glory, I don’t know how to say this. You tried for perfection…” I said gravely, then grinned. “And you nailed it!”

“So... all I need to do is heal enough and tell Lacunae that it wasn’t any trouble,” I said as I trotted out the front door.

And bumped right into the chest of my purple friend. She slowly narrowed her eyes before taking in the hole in the roof, the missing floors, the flooded basement, and Pain Train half buried in rubble. I gave a sheepish little grin and spread my dinged forehooves wide as her gaze returned to me. “Trouble? What trouble? No trouble here!” My grin strained all levels of credulity before I gasped, “Please don’t tell Glory!”

Lacunae looked down at me, then slowly smiled.

This entire scene was just perfection from start to finish. PH at its best.

All three power-armored soldiers pointed their weapons at me again. I passed Lacunae a warning to be ready to shield me as I grinned at them. “Nice armor. Nice guns, too,” I said calmly as I looked at their wingcovers. A telekinetic yank upwards as I passed forward, three shots from Vigilance right into the wingpit, sword out and slicing through the same weak point in the armor of the pegasus on the other side. Pivot around. Jump and grab the third with my fingers and ground him, then maybe finish them off.

Of course... if I’d actually done that (not that I could, anyway, with my horn burned out), that would have been Trouble...

“It’s a very nice cutie mark,” he said as he pulled her into an embrace. Immediately, she burst into happy tears as she held him. Some of the other ponies looked on at the spectacle in confusion and with a little envy.

Congratulations Scotch! Definitely well earned.