Chapter 34: July 25
Dear Journal,
I’m back, did you miss me? Guess Sky used up a few pages while I was gone. Probably a bit more liberal with what she wrote down, but whatever. If I’d wanted total control I would’ve told her not to write anything, or just taken the book with me. I could always paste entries over what she wrote if I really wanted, but I think I won’t. Having another voice will make my diary feel less lonely.
It would be pretty boring if I just went through every single thing that happened while I was gone, so I’ll pass on that. I think the most important question is why it took us so long and why we couldn’t stay in touch with the others back at home base while we were out there.
It’s all Moriah’s fault! Well, maybe not entirely her fault. It’s not her fault she lost her horn. Just like it’s not my fault I lost all kinds of things. Horn, tail, mane… pony parts are in weird places. Who designed us anyways? I feel like they should’ve given horns and wings to all ponies. Then we could all fly and we could all do magic, and we’d be a far superior species. I wouldn't be so sore about losing everything if I’d learned how to fly and do magic.
Mom, why isn’t life fair? You’d know. You always knew what to tell me when things sucked. You’d probably tell me not to be scared. You’d probably tell me that I can handle it. I want to hear your voice telling me I can. Tell me I can make it, please. I don’t know if I can.
Yeah, she wasn’t there. I guess that’s pretty obvious. I found the house, car still parked in the driveway. Nobody home. No sign of a struggle, no break-in, purse still inside. No sign she’d ever left.
God, my family’s gone. I guess the reason it took me this long to check… way more than the long distance and all the dangers we might run into on the way, was that so long as I didn’t go there, there was a chance. Mom and Jennifer were up there, they were okay. I would go to them one day and bring them back with me.
Why does this matter to me so much? I don’t think I was ever this emotional about anything before! It’s this damn body! Soft and fluffy and small and crying. Worse than a few days ago and every other time. Least there was nobody around but Sky or Moriah. No danger.
So you’re probably wondering why we were out of contact for so long. I know that’s what my friends wondered about when we finally landed in the Van Nuys Airport.
I wish I could say it was exciting. Like maybe we had a pitched dogfight in the air, but since we were just in a learjet I had to climb out onto the wings and punch ponies with my bare hooves. Or maybe say that we found a pony commune up there with hundreds and we’re going to join soon.
We didn’t, and we’re not. There is a little good news to report. There were signs of occupation in places, shops that’d been broken into and signs of vehicles tearing up grass and so-on. But that’s getting ahead of myself.
So first and foremost, we made great time in the air. Smooth ride all the way, and we’d already stocked the plane with fresh and storable foods. Autopilot did most of the work once we had our course and altitude. Moriah said she’d “never flown something so nice in her life” and that it “felt like cheating or something”.
She wouldn’t try the salad Oliver had made for us, even though he’d made it big enough for two. I wonder why I still remember that days and days later. Oh! Cuz’ this was the first time he’d ever put hay in a salad. Yeah, hay. Hay is for horses. I ate it.
It really wasn’t that bad. It really wasn’t anything, honestly. Sorta like eating lettuce. A little drier, a little more like grass. I didn’t dislike it though, which was probably my new anatomy talking. I can’t imagine many humans could’ve eaten that. I’d Google it, but, well… wasn’t the sort of thing Joseph saved. God do I miss Google. I wonder if we could find one of their server-farms somewhere and bring it all back.
ANYWAY — Moriah got into a pretty heated discussion after landing about magic. The details don’t really matter. She wanted to talk about lots of things. Maybe I thought she was moving a little too fast with Joseph. Maybe I thought lots of things. Maybe Moriah was going on and on about what happened to her, and I got incredibly sick of hearing it, as though those things never happened to anyone else.
Yeah, okay, I said some insensitive things. About her and magic and unicorn stuff. I’ll admit it. I wouldn’t have if she hadn’t been so incredibly awful!
She decided to prove me wrong with a little demonstration of magic, right there. Joseph had, after all, instructed her on how it worked… somehow? I wasn’t actually there for that. It was too depressing to learn how to do something I’d never be able to do.
As it turns out, Moriah can still do something like magic. It doesn’t seem to be very well controlled, though, or be very good for her. Thank God we were on the runway.
I don’t know exactly how to describe what she did except that it very much wasn’t levitation. She aimed her stump right at me and blasted with all her might. I happened to be holding the satellite transceiver in my saddlebag and the phone velcroed to my hoof at the time.
It burned all over. First the flash, so bright blue that I was momentarily blinded. When I came to, I watched the phone I’d been holding dissolve in front of my eyes. Case turned back into nurdles and then into petroleum sludge. Glass melted back into sand and flux, metals separated back into ore.
You have to understand, some of this I could only see afterwards, I didn’t fully comprehend it at the time. I didn’t, because my whole body was burning. I dropped to the ground without much resistance, contorting and screaming, though my eyes were still open. Facing the back wall, I watched my backpacks change back into cotton before my eyes, metal condensing into little nuggets as a plume of foul-smelling chemicals went up into the air. Of course I could barely smell it, since my head was below the thing. Probably for the best, it was probably chlorine or something.
It hurt so bad I don’t really remember much after that. Just that I thought maybe Moriah had killed me by accident. Turns out the truth was very nearly the opposite, though I didn’t know it at the time.
The first thing I noticed was rain on my face. Rain coming in through a perfectly round hole behind me. The body of the aircraft was gone, and nothing remained but a small pile of metal and sand on the ground. My clothes, more like a pile of cloth than anything at that point, fell off when I tried to stand.
There wasn’t really anything to be afraid of, though I felt pretty embarrassed at the time. Guess that proves I didn’t get hurt that bad.
Maybe not, but there was definitely some damage done. I didn’t know that yet though. I wanted to check on Moriah. I hadn’t actually seen or heard her after the “spell” happened, since I was so occupied with my own pain.
She was unconscious deeper in the plane, and she didn’t look good. Her horn, what was left of it, had cracked right open. A little puddle of blood was right there in front of her, and still seeping out where she’d cracked it open.
About crapped myself right there. Even though she’d “attacked” me with magic, I wasn’t just going to let a member of our little community lie there and bleed. The bleeding wasn’t bad, but I sure as heck wasn’t a doctor. How the heck was I supposed to force her horn to clot if it hadn’t already?
It wasn’t shattered (there wasn’t nearly enough horn left for that). I went to the medkit and found some clotting foam, blasting that crap into and onto her horn. It worked. Thank God it worked, I’m not sure what I would’ve done if it hadn’t. I’m not Oliver.
I didn’t hurt anymore, but something felt a little wrong. I guess I didn’t notice with the blood and the adrenaline, how things didn’t look quite right. I wasn’t really sure what happened, but I noticed when I went into the little bathroom to wash the blood off (still worked even with a hole in the fuselage, who knew?).
I’m not sure what I was afraid of. I guess that with pain as intense as I felt, I just knew something had to be wrong.
It is. Was. Will… whatever. I think her spell made me… smaller. Not by much! I think maybe three inches (though as a pony I’ve got few enough of those to lose). I think the weird thing I’d noticed was my mane, though: it was long again, just like my tail. I’m not really sure how a spell that made cotton fall apart would do that.
I’m glad I wasn’t wearing my shoes during that adventure… but even so, they’re useless now. My legs are smaller, and they don’t fit right anymore. Go up just high enough to stop my knees from bending right. Shorts feel loose too.
Whatever. After what happened to my body when this all started, losing a few inches isn’t the worst thing.
I’m afraid it might’ve done more. I feel more… God, I don’t know! Scared of stuff. Nervous being alone. Whatever, I’ve been ignoring instincts for long enough now, I can fight a little extra apprehension and loneliness.
I didn’t know enough to give Moriah any painkillers. The trauma kit had these pre-measured injections for serious injuries, but I felt like those are for humans and that much at once might kill her. Not to mention after seeing my reflection I was confused and way less decisive than I normally am.
Shut up, it got to me! It’s not my fault if it still does! You try being the shortest, weakest pony in your whole group, see if you like it. Biology is such an unfair jerk. I wish I’d known about all this before. I would’ve started a movement. Some protests or whatever. Against what? Where?
This might be my most eclectic entry to date. I think maybe I should delete all this and start over.
Screw it, I won’t delete any of it, but I’ll start over.
Got back from Oregon. The reason we hadn’t been able to talk with everypony — I seriously just said that. Every PONY — two words, Sky — was that Moriah destroyed the satellite communication gear AND the plane AND my saddlebags AND the clothes Sky sewed for me with her own hooves.
I liked that top you jerk.
She also seriously hurt herself, and either shrunk me somehow or made me younger, I’m not actually sure which. My voice is higher, but that might’ve happened if I was smaller too. Though… if there was a magic spell to just make things smaller, could I still breathe the same air? I think I saw this on Star Trek once…
Analyzing the physics of FREAKING UNICORN MAGIC aside, we were kinda screwed. The airplane probably would’ve been safe for us for several days if we were conservative with the heating and electricity, but now there was a huge hole in the side. A determined animal easily could’ve jumped a gap that size. A pony, even easier. Do you have any idea how far I can jump? Further than you can I bet, CLOUDY SKIES DIARY READER! Picture… uh… looker! Yeah!
I feel like my sleep deprivation might be influencing how emotional I feel right now. Maybe I shouldn’t write these when I’m tired. BUT I HAVEN’T WRITTEN IN SO LONG! Sky doesn’t count, even if the bit about a meeting with a big, scary, threatening sounding group of ponies called the HPI is coming up soon.
Or, they’re probably not ponies. I guess if they were, they probably wouldn’t have needed so much convincing that we weren’t animals. Or been so shocked by it.
I like how I still say “they” even though we’ve only ever heard one guy talking.
Also, the code changed. It now says:
“8-22-7-0-16-12-5-9-19-8-0-9-1-6-14-5-19-5-0-9-6-8-24-10-9-20-8-6-26-9-0-22-3-23-16-23-8-3-0-9-8-11-23-16-8-22-0-10-9-24-16-19-19-9-2-8-6-7-1-2-7-9-24-15-5-6-9-3-5-1-12-26-9-1-6-12-9-3-5-20-8-3-7-10-9-19-8-0-1-6-14-5-19-5-0”. Big news on that front: Joseph’s finally cracked the stupid thing! Apparently it’s some kind of substitution cypher. According to him, the messages use as the cypher the location from which they’re sent, with alphabet number substitution something something whatever boring.
He thinks that the system would be much more secure if you relied on a GPS signal or something to calculate origin that way the receiver would need two signals instead of one, since each message seems to also include at the end the intended destination of whoever is sending them.
Whatever, I know you’re smarter than me. That wasn’t ever up for debate. Joseph gave me the breakdown of the previous messages, which talk about some pretty ominous stuff, but nothing we didn’t expect. “Preservation successful”. HPI. I see a connection.
The most recent message says they’re waiting outside of town and they’re going to contact us soon. But we already knew that, right? We’ve been talking with the HPI for some time now. Why would an organization with such advanced machines need to use such a silly code to communicate? Who would they be talking to if they’re the only ones?
It doesn’t quite add up, though I’m not sure how. Joseph thinks it’s obviously the HPI and I should just stop worrying.
Joseph, that jerk. You know what he said to me when I got back? Not; “Oh, Alex, it’s so great to see you. I’m so glad you’re safe!” He said, “Why are you a midget?” Because that’s exactly what I needed after my trip. Whatever, Oliver is still nice to me. He knows how much life sucks. Even if he doesn’t know what it’s like not to have a buttmark.
Yeah, I asked him about that. Guess I should’ve written it down when I did. He started with his, same as Moriah (so far as she knows). He played Monopoly with Sky and me… okay, so he was really bored during Monopoly, but he did make us some fresh popcorn. Sky can’t get enough of the stuff ever since I showed her what it tastes like. Tastes even better with the fresh-churned butter we have (also, the only butter we have).
I’m rambling on again, and I’ve just about run out of space for today’s entry. I guess I’ll talk about my days on the lam tomorrow. Just finish up by saying that I got in safe, Moriah’s okay again, though her headaches have gotten worse and she’s taking Excedrin as often as the safety limits allow now. Apparently she lost all memory of the conversation leading up to her attempt at magic, so she couldn’t tell me what she had meant to do or why she got so angry. Guess that’s for the best. The only ones who know how mean I was now are me and these pages.
Wouldn’t be a very good leader if I made ponies resent me. Wouldn’t be a very good leader if I was a tiny, weak, possibly younger pony without any powers. Oh wait. That’s me.
Oliver says there’s some medical stuff he can do to figure out if I’m biologically younger or not. He’ll probably do that tomorrow. Also Cloudy Skies signed us up to an in-person meeting with the HPI on the 27th, so that’s exciting.
Really Feeling It Man,
—Lonely Day
I used a mirror and tried to do a self-portrait. I think I'm getting better. I wish I didn't hate myself so much right now.
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I think i speak for all with the most tact and elegance possible when I say this:
WHAT.
With the improved artistic ability of Alex/Lonely Day, I think this finally puts to rest the gender question. Almost everything that pointed one way or the other seemed to point to mare, although some disagreed, but this image is clearly not of a stallion.
The potray look distinctly female for ponies...perhaps it is just him being younger....perhaps he is a she now.
It kind of bugs me when big arguments come out of nowhere like that, especially considering how the format inevitably condensed it. Of course, the format also meant that it was over with quickly, but considering the after effects, it feels like a plot device to enable... whatever fresh Tartarus Daylex has entered.
Its a shame you can't get the unicorns to learn to fly by levitation with a slight slip off a second story balcony.
6133149 Certainly that was outta left, right, and center-field for shocks.
Omigod she's so adorable I'm gonna diiiiieeee
Poor LD. He needs to get laid.
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Looks like a mare model to me, so I'm guessing that Lonely is a mare, but the way she talks indicates to me she used to be a dude. Which means some of them probably experienced a little gender bending, and possibly others they encounter as well. That would actually be interesting to see someone actually have the revelation of having their gender flipped during the event.
FRIGGIN' CHEAP-BUTT DUMB UNNECESSARY CHEATING UNICORN MAGIC
...Yes, my OC is a unicorn. Why do you ask?
OK. I will believe now that Alex is a female. Now that that mystery has been laid to rest, let's find out what the HPI are up to...
Yeah, why? What gives? People don't ever have an emotional response over losing their family. Like, who cares about losing people close to you? There's far worse things that could happen to you like... like... that and, uhm... that too. Yeah. Definitely.
Look, I was JOKING when I said that Moriah was going to flare. It wasn't a request!
And bam, random alicorn level age spell from an untrained, horn-amputated unicorn. Good thing Day wasn't reduced to a sperm and egg cell... On the bright side: Mama Sky got her wish fulfilled, in a way.
Small blessings, I guess. Now the little herd has a rendezvous with the HPI and their leader's just been reduced to a foal. Cutie Mark Crusader high stakes negotiator YAY!
I think i see were this is gonna go, and if im right then its gonna be great.
"I liked that top you jerk."
Hmm. Maybe it's somewhat regional but around here guys don't usually call their shirt a top. Mostly I hear that from women. Another slight hint for Alex being female?
(Doesn't really matter much if Alex is make or female - just enjoying playing detective!)
loving this story and the daily updates.
Actually... I have got a horrible feeling that it was a gender-bender spell.
Lonely Day looks awfully female in that picture.
Hmmm, I await more information on this.
6133534 That doesn't make sense to me, considering how everything else was effected.
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Are you sure about that? The equipment and clothing and such devolved into its base components, which IMO would be a pretty frickin' cool spell. Envious I am. :)
Am I the only one annoyed by the fact that all you guys seem to care about is Lonely Day's gender?
Seriously, we should care about more important things
...like Cloudy-Day ships.
The subtext here is pretty obvious, I think: Moriah was talking about having her gender (and species) changed. Obviously Moriah's upset by this, but she was talking about it in a way that was insensitive toward Alex. Since the topic's still something Alex refuses to talk about, (at least in the journal,) it upset her enough that she started an argument. Maybe even an argument over a topic that both of them haven't even talked about before.
Well then....
To quote PurpleBlurpL, you are such a tease.
I'll see if I can leave a decent review tomorrow. There's a lot to address here, and I usually take way to long to say it. For now all I can say is that I'm intrigued, and that the plot thickens...
6133751 Age spell that's not restricted to living organisms and does not even stop at making inanimate objects brand new but sends the components back into the conditions they originally came from like ore and heavy hydrocarbons. Pretty impressive... also pretty much removes any necessity for attack spells of any kind. Just unmake your problem (or turn it into a kid in Day's case).
Just, uhm, don't roast yourself or split open your own horn/skull in the process.
At first glance I thought the sketch looked filly-ish but now I'm not sure.
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As much as I hate to admit it (I've always been in the "Alex is a stallion" camp), this is undeniable proof that Alex is female. That drawing looks way more like a filly then it does a colt.
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Actually, the random age spell makes perfect sense if you look at it from the right angle. Remember this scene from "The Cutiemark Chronicles"??????
Notice that despite having cast very few spells prior, Twilight managed to (unintentionally) cast an age spell on Spike. I think something similar happened to Moriah. In an earlier chapter Alex said that Moriah had been getting terrible migraines. It's possible that, unlike the other races, unicorns are naturally able to channel magical energy through their bodies. If that's true, it would explain the migraines. With Moriah having an amputated horn, magic went into her but it had no way to flow back out again and over time that pressure just built more and more. This here was the first time she tried to cast a spell. She was probably just trying to do a simple levitation spell (like Joseph) but, just like Twilight, when she tried to cast it, the dam broke and all that magical energy flooded out of her with disastrous results.
Also, Alex is just a filly now??? It looks like she's gonna have to re-experience the horrors of puberty for a second time in a completely new body. Well......that'll be fun
Uh... okay, I'm not sure if I'm reading this wrong or what, so in askance, did Moriah get a sex change along with the pony package? Did Day just get hit with a gender shifting spell? Did Day actually get a gender switch BEFORE this happened in the first place or not only that but also become more pony like with the spell hitting him?
Well... either way, lots of tension in the group, I wish I knew what the exact context of the situation is to find what it's about soo I knew who exactly to call out for this.
Poor
ShulkA. An age spell is the last thing she needed right now. I'd hope it was temporary, but if it hasn't worn off by now, it probably isn't going to. Here's hoping this doesn't compromise her capabilities too much. (On the other hand, if the collapsing rune circle wrecked that first chance for a cutie mark, this might offer a second one...)Did Moirah cast some sort of reversion spell? And was Alex's reaction to it perhaps some completion of an incomplete transformation?
I'm flailing in an ocean of uncertainty here! NEED INPUT!
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"what in damnation?" I don't think anyone's ever used that, so how would it get corrupted to "what in tarnation?" is it supposed to be "what in the entire damnation?" That still doesn't sound like anything anyone would say. Damnation is a state of being, not a place...
I thought it was just a USAer thing, with all the patriotic Manifest Destiny stuff making them swear on their glorious nation, instead of the queen or the land or something. Like "For the Motherland!" plus USA hype.
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indeed
Magic with a broken horn, when you also have no idea what you are doing? Apparently a really bad idea.
On the other hand, if A has been be-foaled then she is clearly now eligible to found the first Earth-based chapter of the CMC.
6134315 Tarnation according to Google. For completeness' sake, the modern damnation related curse would be 'damn'. Damn you, damn it, etc.
6133768 We used to talk about the codes, but now there's a bigger mysterie to solve.
Well. That happened. Time reversal spells, huh? I guess we now know a little more about how Moriah managed to lose almost a month? And also, she needs a therapy session, before she kills somebody.
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Yes, on what they estimated would be an overnight trip, and then it was 5 days. And it turns out things DID go non-euclidian-pear shaped.
This just got even more interesting. SO MANY QUESTIONS TO BE ANSWERED!!!!
You have the subtle touch of a master safe cracker. So many little clues, but will they really lead where I suspect they will?
Much like a timid Schrödinger, I hesitate to voice my thoughts aloud, lest I collapse the vector.
Stating the obvious however, there are obviously more than one, possibly more than two, different groups other than our little ponies.
Group A. The ones that instigated the event.
Group B. The small group of unchanged humans left. (Who better hope they aren't noticed by group A.)
Group C. ??? possibly the same as A, because I find it highly unlikely that the ones using the magic circles are the ones using encoded messages.
Group D. Alex and the transformed ponies,animals, etc.
This excludes the possibility of a 'living earth' response vis-a-vis the Gaia hypothesis. (Which in and of itself would be a pretty cool way to go with the story if it wasn't for what we already know from the encoded messages.) I mean, if mother nature got pissed, and caused the 'event' to reduce the population and to allow the planet to recover, it would readily explain the increased intelligence in the remaining animals. Of course since the largest living thing is a 2.4 mile fungus in Oregon, we can only hope the intelligence increase is restricted to only animals.
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Yep! That's actually where the group for these stories got its name: Ponies After People.
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I do think it's safe to say that Alex hasn't changed sexes during the trip. I think the rage at Moriah would've been significantly greater if her inadvertent spell would've been much, much greater if that had been the case. Younger though? It seems that way.
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One of the unfortunate weaknesses of this narrative style (one I don't intend to use with any other stories in the universe) is that events do have a illegitimate feel to them sometimes. If this had been prose, we would've seen the whole ride and the escalation as they started to land, and the evidence that Moriah's magical build-up was influencing her emotions until she reached a breaking point. Unfortunately, we didn't get to see those things. Next time.
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Yay for spoiler tags!
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You'll have to tell us when we get there if you were right or not! Of course you could make your predictions now, but then I might change things and you wouldn't know. Wouldn't be the first time! >.>
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Thanks! It take quite a bit of wheeling an dealing to keep a daily updated story going. Not something I intend to ever do again, but it's been way fun. I'm not sure I'll know what to do with myself when this is over...
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Seems to me Alex would've mentioned it if that were the case. But I suppose it's possible.
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Humanity has been rendered nearly extinct.
A single colony emerges, like a tiny beacon in a world surrounded by deadly radiation. Their survival hangs by a thread.
Meanwhile, our protagonists, inadvertently creating the very radiation that will slowly kill the single last human survivors. Unless something changes, only one of these groups can survive long term.
The most important questions: What's the sex of the narrator?
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Yeah, I don't think that spell is easily repeatable. The great and powerful Trixie did it with the Alicorn Amulet (and probably Alicorns like Celestia and Luna could do it), but not even Twilight could repeat it. I doubt we're going to see its like again from Moriah. It could've easily cooked Alex alive. Honestly, that pony probably came closer to death in that plane than at any point during the story so far.
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I'm not sure if we know the answers to those questions conclusively (that's the fun with an unreliable narrator!) It's possible that when this story and the epilogue are done, I'd do a Q&A blog to answer the questions that never got answered in the stories. Probably wouldn't do it before then, though. I don't want to spoil the magic. Not knowing all the answers is what makes the story so fun to tell.
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Hadn't thought about that, that's actually a really interesting point. I'll have to keep that in mind over the coming weeks...
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Yes, what Moriah did was an age-spell. It de-aged everything, not just the pony. Reduced plastic to oil and chemicals and the plane back into ore. To the pony, that meant making Alex younger. If the specifics matter, they come up next chapter I think.
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They will be! By the end! Well... most of them... >.>
I love the implication that Sky added an auto correct for every pony to become everypony.
6134706 So...you're comfirming that Alexie St-uh...a he?
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That's a link to a search engine. If you want to reference something, please link to it directly instead of saying the equivalent of "My source is whatever Google's robot happens to guess next time."
I've apparantly been banned from Google, anyway.
So, fine. Applejack swears. Language is stupid.
Starscribe, two things.
First: You just HAD to add in that reversal spell, dodn't you?
For everyone else, the spell clearly reversed hit objects so they were reduced to their original forms, or at least that of an earlier time. The phone went back into metal and glass, the clothes into cotton, and part of the plane into unrefined metal.
Second: You lied to me!
If the spell turned everything back to their original state... and Alex was still a pony except younger... Does this mean that this is a situation similar to the 5 Score Divided By 4 stories? Could she (picture looks like a she) have been a pony at that age before some major mishap in Equestria sent her and the others on Earth? That would explain why she was that age after the original spell thingy. (I'm not saying she appeared out of nowhere as a 5 year old or something. She appeared in the womb and whatnot. I'm not good with words)
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I don't think I've ever read TCB, but yeah, the magical radiation from 'the purge' (or whatever A calls the transformation/disappearances of humans) is harmful to the (possibly human) HPI personel.
So tiny pony! Lucky Day isn't a dang fetus.
6134959 Good god man, are you kidding me? I was providing Google because nearly every result on the first page supports the definition I am telling you the word has, with the others being about a movie by the same name.
http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/tarnation
http://www.thefreedictionary.com/tarnation
http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/tarnation
The 2nd, 3rd, and 4th links.
Edit: That was a bit more rude than I really mean to be, it's just frustrating. It's not like there are competing definitions for the word or anything, the slightest bit of research is all that is required and since we're literally on the internet there should be nothing in the way of opening another tab or browser window and looking.
Moriah is a terrorist,
Starscribe,where is this going?
Welp, Lonely Day's back, and he's... a girl? Well the picture looks that way. I am so confused, so I will stop thinking about it and let you tell us in your own time. To be fair, 'why are you a midget' is something I'd probably say if I was in Joseph's situation, but only after 'Alex! You're back!'. Silly Joseph.
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hey, I like that name better than lonely day. Lucky day!
Although I know you didn't mean lucky day as a name, it still sounds like one