"Prince Antares, what would you like for us to do now?"
I blinked at the question. In truth, not a single thought flitted through my mind. Between the wound from the Nightmare Weapon and the fact that I didn't have a scrap of magic left in me at the moment, I found it difficult to think about anything. My gaze flicked over the battlefield, where the medical corps were looking through the destruction to find the wounded. Another group of ponies got to work collecting the dead. I stared at a stallion who couldn't have been more than twenty, who picked up the body of a mare roughly his age and put her on his back. Outside of the fatal wound on her side, she looked like she could be sleeping.
An image flashed in my mind of those two ponies moving through the streets of Baltimare. They were a couple who were finishing up a long, fun day. The mare had fallen asleep on her coltfriend's back, content with the knowledge that she was the happiest mare in the world. Maybe they'd both be smiling.
I blinked and returned to reality. The two probably didn't even know each other, nor would they ever. I stared into the face of the mare and tried to fully realize that she was dead, not just sleeping. I couldn't really.
"Prince Antares?"
I tore my gaze away from the two of them and looked back at Commander Rapids. I took a slow, deliberate breath and took my helmet off.
"The medics and cleanup crews are already dealing with our dead and wounded. If you could gather a group to check on the minotaur casualties, I'd appreciate that. Those that are wounded but can move, start gathering them together. We have a P.O.W camp that we'll be transporting them to soon. If they can't move, we'll have medics look them over before sending them to the camp. If they're on death's door... do what needs to be done."
"Y-yes, Prince Antares," Commander Rapids said, slowly backing away. "And what counts as 'on death's door'?"
"I'll leave that up to you."
"Yes, Prince Antares."
Commander Rapids took to the air and flew in the direction of some survivors. I stood up, making sure to keep my weight on the side opposite my injury. No doubt Celestia would freak out when she heard that I'd been hit by another one, not to mention the guilt that Luna would feel. I looked out into the vast expanse of bodies before me and, to my surprise, I saw a pony walking alone among the minotaur corpses. I frowned and took a few steps forward to see who it was. He didn't have any armor on, nor did he wear any markings that identified him as a medic. I tried to recall if I'd seen him walking from our side, but couldn't.
Before I could ponder the issue any further, the pony turned around to face me. My stomach clenched when I recognized him. Death himself stood among the bodies I had created. He made eye contact with me and gave me a little grin and wave before continuing his walk through the battlefield. My jaw clenched, but of all of the beings I wanted to interact with, he was next to last on my list. I made a noise of disgust before making my way back to my tent.
* * * *
"Now hold still, Prince Antares. You're going to be just fine."
I stared blankly at the top of my tent as a pair of medics cleaned my wound. I didn't move when they began dabbing at it, even though it did hurt a little bit. My armor was back on its stand, immaculate except for the large gash on the left shoulder. The Nightmare Weapon I'd taken from Johland leaned against the stand. I didn't have the next clue of what I'd do with it. Luna would probably want to take it so that she could destroy it.
Although, now that I thought about it, I'd never actually seen her destroy one. Heck, I don't think I've ever heard her talk about destroying the ones she gets. I just assumed she did. Maybe it's just because of how much it hurts her that they exist at all, so she'd rather not talk about it.
Although to be fair, and I'd certainly not say it to her face, the fact that Nightmare Weapons exist has hurt me more than anypony in Equestria. I seriously cannot adequately describe the amount of pain they cause me. The closest thing that I can relate it to was a kidney stone I had once. Even that isn't quite severe enough.
My eye twitches as the medic presses more sterilizing alcohol against my injury. Other than that, I don't show any indication that it hurts. The medic puts the bloody cloth she's been using to clean my wound in a bowl that she sets aside. She picked up a long roll of bandages and begins wrapping them around my shoulder. Great. I can't imagine how long I'll be out of commission with this. Certainly not as long as when Sinosis scored a direct hit on me, but if the minotaurs attacked again tomorrow, I'd probably not be able to get up to fight them. That could cause all sorts of problems.
Having said that, after the beating we gave them, I don't foresee them actually feeling up to attacking us again. I hadn't received the casualty reports quite yet, but from everything that I heard, they suffered more fatalities by far. Not that we walked away completely unscathed. There would still be thousands of grieving families from this battle alone.
My tent flap flew open and, to my surprise, Celestia ran in, followed closely by Luna. I opened my mouth to ask her what the heck she was doing right at the front lines, but she stopped that by forcefully pressing her lips to mine.
"How are you feeling? Are you hurt too badly?" She whipped her head around to stare the medics down. "How bad is it? How long will it take for him to recover?"
"For Celestia's sake, Celestia, calm down," I said as I nuzzled her leg. "It's just a scratch, honest."
"I'd rather not take that risk." Celestia sat down next to my cot and took my hoof in her own. "And I truly doubt it's little more than a scratch."
"Celestia, just relax. Try not to get too worked up, if not for my sake then for the sake of our foal, alright?" The medics finished wrapping up my shoulder and, once they'd put all of their medical supplies back in their bags, they bowed to us and backed out of the tent.
"So how are you truly, Antares?" Luna asked, sitting down next to her sister.
"Well, I'm pretty much drained of my magic." I tried to pick up Reginald, but only succeeded in producing blue sparks. "I guess between the wound and creating and maintaining half a dozen large fire tornadoes, it makes some sense that I'd be drained."
Celestia lit her horn and began her own scan of my body. She must have found something she didn't like, because she grimaced. "You have dark magic festering in the wound." She began pouring her own magic into me. "I doubt that you'll be able to completely recharge your magic until that is taken care of."
Luna nodded and lit her own horn, mixing her magic with Celestia's. As they worked, I felt the pain in my shoulder slowly start to fade away until it was only a dull ache. I hadn't really been fully aware of everything going on the last time I'd gotten hit with a Nightmare Weapon, instead focusing more on thoughts such as "ow, ow, ow, holy me this hurts."
Content that they'd stemmed the flow of dark magic into me, Celestia and Luna powered their horns down. "You should be able to re-charge your magic now, though I think that will take several days, if not a few weeks," Celestia said. "You cannot take to the field again until you are fully re-charged. If you were hit with a Nightmare Weapon again while you were not at full strength, the consequences would be severe."
"Also it hurts like a son of a bitch."
I glanced over at Luna to gauge her reaction to that little quip. The back of my mind told me that it might be a bit insensitive, given Luna's extreme regret over creating them in the first place. She didn't look hurt by it. That doesn't mean that she wasn't, though. I made a note to be a little more careful about Nightmare Weapon jokes.
Still, it did hurt a lot.
In lieu of an answer, Luna walked over to the Nightmare Weapon I had in my tent. She ignited her horn and picked it up before teleporting it away, presumably to her room. Fair enough. I didn't really want it around either.
"So what now?" I asked. "I can't see the minotaurs attacking soon, not after the survivors telling stories of what we can do. A lot of them are going to dislike the idea of trying to attack us now if they think they're going to die horribly."
"Agreed," Celestia said. "I think it might be prudent to test the waters a little with some diplomacy. We can talk to some of their leaders to get an idea of exactly what they are thinking. Some may want to open up talks to end the war."
"And if they do?" I ask. "What are we going to be asking for?"
"I am unsure," Celestia admitted. "I think it would be best if Purgle was removed from power. That must be the end game of this entire war. Otherwise he will merely regather his strength and attack once more. They suffered severe casualties yesterday, enough that there might be a split in opinion with their soldiers."
"We can only hope," Luna said. "Perhaps if we are lucky, they will depose Purgle themselves just to end the war."
"I think we might need another battle or two before that happens," I admitted. "If they think that every time they enter Equestria they will be met with brutal death, they're going to not want to come into Equestria anymore." I gently sat up, doing my best to ignore the dull pain in my shoulder. "I think we could feasibly assassinate Purgle now, if we can find him. There should be enough unease in his camp that doing so wouldn't create a martyr out of him."
"Perhaps, though I feel that it is too early to tell," Luna said. "You have only won one battle. There is still much to do."
* * * *
Ninety thousand.
Ninety thousand minotaurs had died or were captured during the last battle. Almost a fifth of their entire army. I was surprised that Purgle had the sense to not send his entire army after us in one go. I suppose that something in the back of his mind told him to send out a test force just in case we could actually back up what we were saying. Well, I think he realized that we could.
That still left us with roughly four hundred thousand minotaurs who wanted us dead, and leaders that had a better idea of what they were up against. I had to admit that if he sent his entire army after us, I wasn't completely sure we could win that battle; at least, not without significant casualties. They'd probably burn a large portion of Equestria before we finally managed to beat them back. Just the first battle had severely tested our forces.
And destroyed some of it.
While it didn't compare to the minotaur losses, our army suffered fourteen thousand casualties. Nine thousand dead, and five thousand wounded. Granted those wounds ranged from missing limbs all the way to cuts that needed stitches, so some of them might be able to take the field again. Meanwhile, Luna would be taking my place at the front. We told the troops that I was completely fine and I was needed back in Canterlot to deal with the griffins once and for all. A half truth. Emperor Cromwell did seem to be getting things under control.
For now.
We did have ponies taking pictures of the carnage to use as propaganda against the griffins. Once the average griffin saw what we'd do to them if they tried to get near us, Cromwell would start losing control again.
I walked out of my tent alongside Celestia and Luna and surveyed the battered army before me. The euphoria of a major victory had all but died down by that point. Many of them were walking around with blank expressions on their faces. It made sense. They'd just seen some major destruction, and I'm sure each of them knew that it could of been them that died. I'm positive that most of them lost friends.
As we walked through the camp, many of them bowed to us. Some didn't. Some merely poked at food or ignored us in lieu of hushed conversations with each other. Some just stared at the ground. My heart leaped when I passed by a tent and saw Cheerilee inside, though she didn't look up. She didn't even blink. She just stared at the ground, her armor half off and her crossbow laying a few feet away from her. I realized then that the mare I knew in Ponyville who found joy in teaching foals was gone. Maybe she'd come back someday. I'd do everything for her that I could to make sure that happened. For now, the mare looking at nothing in particular with a thousand yard stare didn't even look like Cheerilee.
We passed a group of zebras, one of them Grina, who were sitting in a circle with their heads bowed and humming what I presumed to be a song of mourning and beating their chests in time with the music. A few had some rather nasty cuts that they didn't acknowledge. A nearby group of buffalo were stomping the ground while one that looked like a chieftain sung in his native language. A row of weapons lay before them and, after a moment, one buffalo moved up to them and began setting them on fire with a blue powder I didn't recognize. The weapons burned blue, but the fire didn't spread beyond the weapons. The chieftain's singing grew louder as the powder reduced the weapons to ash as the fire burned out.
"This war will end soon, I feel," Celestia said, looking sadly at the buffalo. "I truly do believe that."
"Yeah," I muttered. "One way or another."
We reached the chariot Celestia and Luna had arrived in. Celestia stepped in first while I took Luna's spot. Luna stood on her hind legs, propping herself up on the chariot, and leaned in to talk to Celestia. They had some whispered conversation for a few moments that I didn't hear before they nuzzled each other. Luna went back down on all fours and smiled at me before walking back into the camp. Celestia gave the signal to the ponies pulling the chariot, who then took to the air.
"It feels wrong, you know?" I said as I watched the camp grow smaller as we got farther away. "I should be out there with my ponies."
"Withdrawing in the state you are in is not a sign of weakness, Antares," Celestia said, putting a hoof on my foreleg. "You barely have enough magic in you to lift your food. You are in no condition to fight."
"There are thousands of ponies out there who have never used magic to fight," I countered. "They're still fighting."
"Yes, but they haven't been injured as you have been. All of the wounded are leaving the camp. It does not do anypony any good if the wounded fight. If you try to fight and you are slain or captured, what then? Our forces are shaken up enough without having to see one of us killed. Luna will handle things just fine while we are gone." She smiled at me and began rubbing my leg. "And you will not be gone for long, I feel. Just long enough to recover. Then you will lead our ponies to victory once more."
"Yeah." I scooted next to her and leaned my head on her shoulder. She wrapped her wing around me, which warmed me up a little bit. We stayed like that for the entire trip back to Baltimare.
* * * *
We touched down outside of my palace as several ponies rushed to meet me, Tulip among them. I gave her a slight nod, and she moved to trot alongside me.
"Prince Antares, I am delighted to see that you are well."
"Well enough, Miss Tulip," I said. "I also saw your husband today. He's doing fine."
Tulip let out a huge sigh of relief, and I even saw tears brimming in her eyes. "Antares be praised," she whispered. I don't think she meant for me to hear that, but I did.
"How did the battle go?" Tulip continued after a few more moments. "Did we lose a lot of ponies?"
"All things considered, no," I said. "We won, and I think they're going to hesitate a bit before attacking again, which will work to our advantage, obviously. It'll give us time to recover and think up some more plans."
"I'm happy to hear it, Prince Antares," Tulip said as we entered my palace. "Speaking of, I found the Flim Flam brothers for you. I've given them a room in the palace while they waited for you to return."
"Good. I'll speak to them today, then. They have skills that I want."
"Yes, Prince Antares. I have also been holding court for you. I have a list of things for you to attend to, but I can certainly do anything you desire if you wish for me to do so."
"You're holding court for me." I said flatly. "I didn't ask for you to do that."
"I know, Prince Antares," Tulip said, blushing. "It's just that ponies kept showing up to ask for stuff and... well, one thing led to another so I just decided to hold court until you got back. It's okay, I had some of my clansponies around in case things got out of hoof."
Oh me dammit. I knew it was a mistake to leave some of the southern ponies here. I really needed to get them to the front. I made a note to start moving the rest of them out tomorrow.
"Tulip, you are to never do that again, do you understand me?" I said, trying to keep the fury out of my voice. "If I wish for you to hold court in my absence, I will tell you to do so." I glared down at her. "Should you do that again, I will give your job to Time Keeper completely, is that understood?"
"Yes, Prince Antares," Tulip said, her head low and her tail between her legs. "I just... thought that it would help you out, you know? You're my god, and... and I want to make sure things run smoothly over in your house."
"Tulip..." My eye twitched, and I would have absolutely blown up at her if it weren't for Celestia putting a hoof on my back. I calmed down a little and took a few deep breaths to center myself. In hindsight, I didn't know what the deal was. I mean, yeah, she overstepped her authority. A lot. Usually I'm better about not letting my annoyance get to me. She wouldn't do it again. I took another few deep breaths before continuing.
"We'll talk later. For now, all I can say is that you're worrying me. At the end of the day, I'm just a pony who's as flawed as you are. I appreciate your devotion, but there are times to tone it down."
Geez, she looked like I'd slapped her once I said that.
Tulip, Celestia and I entered my throne room, where we found Kathyrine sitting on the floor in front of Ara and Veritas. It looked like they were playing peek-a-boo.
"Where's Auntie Katy?" Kathyrine covered up her face with her claws before pulling them away after a few seconds. "Here I am!" The twins giggled and clapped their hooves together.
"Auntie Katy?" I said, raising an eyebrow as I walked over to them. "That's new."
"Well, I'm around enough that they really like me," Kathyrine said with a shrug.
"I suggested it actually," Tulip said, sitting next to her foals with an obviously forced smile on her face. She picked up Ara and held him close. Really close, like she was using him for emotional support. Ara must have sensed this, because he nuzzled his mother's chest while Veritas happily crawled up to me. I draped my wing over her back and ruffled her mane.
"Actually, I'm glad you're here, Kathyrine." I said. "We've been wanting to talk to you."
Kathyrine's smile fell and she slowly nodded. "Yeah, I've been wanting to talk to you guys, too."
"Well, no sense wasting the day about it, then," I said, getting to my hooves. Veritas made a noise of displeasure, which made Tulip use her magic to draw her into a hug. I gave Veritas a comforting smile. "I'll be back soon, Veritas. I just need to talk to... er... Auntie Katy for a little bit."
The three of us left the room, going into one of my conference rooms before we started talking. I put a sound spell around the room before sitting down at the table. I really needed to look into making sound spells a permanent addition to the conference rooms.
"So," I began, taking a seat. "I think it's time we--"
"I want you to get me back in Griffonia to kick that bastard off of my throne."
"Talked about that," I finished. "Yeah, we'll definitely help you with that."
"He's been on too long. Every day he's alive is an insult to my dad's memory." Kathyrine glowered and tapped on the table. "I want him gone. I don't even care if I fight him and it kills us both. I want him dead."
"As do we," Celestia said. "We will do everything in our power to make sure he is removed from office with minimal loss of life."
"Sounds like the way you'd go about things," Kathyrine grumbled. "Just help me get there, and I'll take care of the rest. You won't have to worry about griffins fighting you guys anymore. Maybe we can be allies after I take power. The least I can do for you, I guess."
"Well, it'll be up to you as empress," Celestia admitted. "Though I feel that an alliance between our nations would be mutually beneficial."
"Like I said: just get me on the throne, and I'll take care of the rest from there."
And so we began forming a plan.
* * * *
It was night before we finished talking. Celestia went back to her palace not long afterwards. She offered to stay with me, but the ponies in Canterlot needed her, especially once we started telling ponies that they'd lost their loved ones. Heck, since I was going to be in Baltimare for that, ponies would be looking to me to help them.
I dragged myself into my room and sealed the door behind me. I didn't want to be bothered for anything short of news that the griffins were attacking.
I just about reached my bed when I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. I turned my head and saw my laptop resting on one of the tables in the room. It had been there for as long as I had lived in Baltimare, but now that I thought about it, I didn't really do anything with it. I laid down on my bed and floated it over to me. Its batteries were dead, so I charged it with my magic and turned it on.
I have to say, opening my laptop again made me flash back a little to the time when I first ascended. Back when I was still TD and this job was being more or less thrust upon me, whether I liked it or not. I quietly exhaled and floated a pen and my headphones over to me. I plugged the headphones in and put the earbuds in my ears. I used the pen to open up the music folder before clicking the first song in the playlist.
I put a pillow under my head and closed my eyes, letting the music of my home world wash over me. Anything to forget my troubles for a little while.
WELP.
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6882593 He just bein' silly.
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Yeah, the royals need to come up with new things to swear by other than each other, don't they.
Good to see Kathyrine stepping up. I have doubts that she'll be able to get the griffons into the war on Equestria's side, but at the least she'll be able to keep them out of it.
Also...a little ominous bit of possible foreshadowing with Luna and the Nightmare weapons. She IS destroying them, right?
So, Tulip's going all regent isn't going to bite his ass or anything.
Still...war is brutal. For everyone.
...damn.
this is good do continue.
So Kathyrine is back in play, the minotaurs have had a fifth of their army taken out, weakening Purgle's grasp on them all, propaganda is being released to break what little control Cromwell has of the situation. Good things are happening for the pony side of the war. However Tulip is becoming a slight problem. She gave birth to a new race of ponies, 'gifted' by her lord and her southern warriors have almost taken over the joint in the normal guards absence. She almost acts likes she's a some sort of prophet of the lord or something due to having TD's favour most of the time. She really needs to not keep overstepping her bounds, less she cause some serious problems with the war effort.
I hope we get another aftermath chapter, but from Pugles POV.
Ooh, can't wait to see Emperor Cromwell get his ass handed to him. Vive la révolution!
Would it be in bad taste to make a joke out of all the cow-men that got roasted? I was eating a steak earlier so . . . moo?
Hmm... Is Tulip going to get herself arrested? She might go a bit too far one day and start a domino effect. I mean, her husband is a prominent military figure. Murphy dictates that the universe pick up its slack and keep going hard on TD. Let's see how this goes down.
Huh, I didn't know Death was a character. I wonder if he has an EQG counterpart.
Dang, that was like ten to one in terms of death; Minotaur to pony. And it's only to get worse if TD get's guns working. The pony's have air superiority until the griffins get into the war. Pegasi Snipers would be able to wreck havoc on them i once he does. Still as some has said war is hell and now all sides are stuck in it. Hopefully this doesn't attract the attention of the Windegos or something worse. Some forget that in Equestria, emotion is power, and there is lots of it coming from these battles.
6882746 If you recall, Death made an appearance in the first story.
Hmmmm, 'Force her lips upon mine' something tell me that Celestia might had extended that kiss for quiet some time, until it became a bit awkward, but it was so nice to see some old nice cute couple moment in the middle of the war.
Also…can TD now see death all the time? [Still think its a lady] because that could be tedious in the future, and I don't want to see him start trolling him, by doing something like…I don't know, talk with his old pal father time and bring his future son from the future so TD has more motivation in winning.
P.S: I wonder if the foal will actually be a winged human with magic, it could make sense considering TD, plus it could be a good news for the as far only human in Equestria to have a half human song
6882755 Wait, you mean the first Non-Brony Story?... I don't remember... Let me give that another read-through.
TD had better be careful. Religious zealots tend to take to heart when their gods become angered with them...
6882761 First alicorn story. After the assassination attempt.
flim and flam, there could be tanks from those two.
6882775 ... I made that stupid joke about the "Kiss of Death", and I forgot about a character you made. I am SO sorry about that, I'm kind of forgetful at times.
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Hmm, well, they had a mobile apple cider processor. I suppose it wouldn't be too much of a stretch to replace that with a flamethrower and add some armor, you got a flame tank (wiki link). Problem I see is that you're taking on a massive army that nearly overwhelmed them with sheer numbers like a living wave. Add in Diamond Dogs that can 'remove' the ground you're driving on and those tanks are neutralized.
The current use of shock and awe with tactics designed to wipe out as many enemy soldiers as possible with every strike seems like the way to go. Still, if the 'taurs get tricky and start lobbing their own magic/alchemy around, that would counter a very powerful advantage ponies have over them. The longer this drags on, the more advanced they'll get till the only advantage the ponies have is their own alicorn and air superiority (assuming the gryphons drop out of the fight).
6882602 Of course not! She is collecting them for when she is going to make her coup d'Ă©tat...
Great chapter. I didn't expected Death's return and it seems that Antares wants to distress from watching the death and trauma of his soldiers by talking with Celestia and remembering his past as TD. The war is, for the moment, on his side as he managed to create propaganda against the Griffons, defeat nearly 1/5 of Purgle's army, dispose of a Nightmare Weapon, and begin plans to overthrow Cromwell. On the other hand, he's also out of the field until he recovers, has to deal with the presence of a traitor that delivers info to his enemies, and now has to prevent Tulip and her clansmen from causing political trouble due to their fanatic efforts to please him. Overall, this is a great cool down chapter. I'm excited to see how the Minotaurs and the Griffons will react to Antares' propaganda.
That was fun, may I have another? Looking forward to more.
Keep up the good work. Deus tecum.
TD should have nipped that church krap in the bud the INSTANT he found out about it.
If it would have been me I would have burnt down the church and put up a sign in huge all capital letters on the ruins that read 'DON'T WORSHIP ME IDIOTS'
or ya know. Words to that effect.
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I'll get the flamethrower. Just hope she doesn't have a dead ringer.
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If they start killing others for being heritics then he will have a problem.
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Considering she's pregnant...
6884035 Well, I was thinking less them killing each other and more she killing herself.
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I dunno about THAT, but I'm worried she might be being guilt driven to try her own hand at superweapon making, using the nightmare weapons as materials. And since those things run on dark magic, that could only lead to everyone having a bad time.
Why do i think you put out a chekhov's gun by talking about what luna does with those weapons?
6883297 wouldn't work, these ponies are fanatic and persistent, they wouldn't stop worshipping
the aweful moment when youtube starts playing this song
just after you get to
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You leave me no choice but to post this related image.
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Wouldn't work these ponies are obsess with TD, he do that, and they will think something like 'our god is anger with us we need to calm his anger with virgin offers to his harem [that will totally will believed he has but only choose the most 'pure or devote of his disciples]…and THAT is the lest troublesome scenario, they could go as far as to tell they need to do ponies sacrifice in blood to 'apiece' his wrath or that for now on they need to get rid of all material possessions, as a sigh of devotion
6882757 human with wings? No!
6882593 Understand the attempted irony but it's silly and awkward to read. Should have been,"For your own sake, calm down."
And Tulip, major problem. Will likely try to turn Baltimare into ISIS in TD's name.
I can't help but think of these two songs lately when I think of the battle that's taken place
the way the enemy king is described I think fits Purgle to a T.
This one I think is a little ironic due to its refrain about the Sun and fits I think the worry about the leaking of human tech with the bit about knowledge. Its also almost a good morale boosting speech for the ponies.
6884970 that would be an Angel my friend
6886157 Just...no
I really REALLY hope the next "diplomat" sent by the griffons or minotaurs gets dealt with 300 style, no mercy, no negotiations, only a message.
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Why?
6886781 It's already kinda of touchy when a human turns into a pony, but when one comes out with alicornesque characteristics, it makes it seem like a bad OC taken to extremes to likes I've never seen. I didn't like the whole scorpi-ponies thing, but BronyWriter's writing saved it for me for the most part of how the war is being written. It just isn't my cup of tea. I like his stories for the most part, he's a talented writer, but that would just make me want to quit the story, which I really don't want to do.
6886993 You don't need to worry about any winged human babies. Titus will be a pony.
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Ok then what about a human with an scorpion tail, and weak lungs? or some other problem they need to fix but unfortunately don't have the technology or spell to do so at the moment
6887016 Praise Antares! I look forward to his son's birth.
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Well that answer my question, oh well maybe it could be an old regular human baby next time, having a human to replace the tittle of 'the last human' could be a curious concept, and yeah no wings, just old weak human with not magic just a plain old human, would that work?
there is no winner in war just a bigger loser.
6887016 lol, I know there's usually a lot of magical bullshit when it comes to human-turned pony relations, but it's always been my thought that the kids would all be pony. I don't know where it comes from, actually. Doesn't make sense to me.
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