Another day, another visit to the Ponyville school by the local librarian. When Twilight walked in, the class greeted her loudly, just like before. Unlike yesterday, she was fully ready and prepared today. She smiled as she opened up her book and recreated the morphing orb. Cheerilee couldn't help but start sweating again through some sub-conscious fear.
"So then, what did you think about the monsters from yesterday?"
The students each took turns in talking about their viewpoint:
"They were awesome!"
"They were scary."
"They were intriguingly complex and evolved." The small filly adjusted her glasses.
Everypony turned around and stared at her in confusion and disbelief.
"What?"
Twilight was amused by the reactions but still shook her head in disappointment. "Never mind about that. How about I tell you about the Geradin?" Twilight suggested with a very low and dark tone. Her eyes bolted from one student to another to add to her attempted 'creepiness'.
"Is that, like, a lava beast?" a little orange colt asked.
"Nope. Let me show you."
This time, Twilight was going to go to greater lengths to add realism to the orb's transformations. It slowly descended onto the floor, dragging everypony's eyes with it. The silvery orb exploded into a mound of sand all over the floor around Cheerilee's desk and the entrance, but going no further than the front desks of the students. A few of them were disappointed by the rather bland demonstration until they all heard a type of high-pitched scream akin to broken class scraping against a chalk-board. The sand burst upwards, revealing a very strange creature. The creature was colored like the sand, but it wasn't made of the substance entirely. Some of its parts were made of stone, most notable parts being its fingers; Eight in total.
Giant bracelets, slowly rotating around its wrists, possessed stems that came out randomly from any inner area and into the creature's said wrists. They seemed to be made of a black stone that hadn't been carved to be smooth, so several portions popped out, were uneven, or were simply 'raw', as some sculptors would say. The outer surface of this jewelry was just as tan as the sand and possessing asymmetrical shapes. The final trait of this jewelry were the strange runic symbols carved into the black, inner surface.
As for the rest of its body, the Geradin looked to be mostly made of sand rather than stone, and the sand perpetually slid down with a notable 'hissing' noise. Some portions, as mentioned prior, were also made of stone, but only the head was made entirely of it. This head seemed to be plastered with a face of eternal worry. It was made from the same black stone as the bracelets, setting it aside from the tan-colored rocks that comprised the rest of its solid body parts. The eyes had no pupils, but the mouth was open and possessed some sort of dark abyss within it. It did not have any ears, however, and the head seemed to spike up randomly with what appeared to be a miniature mountain range, from which the sand poured like a slow, volcanic eruption.
"The Geradin." Twilight announced proudly. "This being is a monster of the eastern deserts, but more specifically, the Sorpion deserts. Many hundreds of ponies have seen it, but only thirteen have ever survived an encounter. It is said that this creature protects a certain area of the desert for some crrrazy reason. It tends to make a low-toned, ghostly wail while it moves, so take that as a queue to make a wide berth if you hear it.
Many scholars and researchers haven't been able to figure out if this creature is carved and animated by magic, or a real creature. Whenever a piece of it chipped off, the piece would disintegrate into sand. However, a few of the scholars recognized the runes on the bracelets. They are of an ancient language known as the 'Vectma'. It has just been recently discovered, and soon, we'll be able to understand what the bracelets say."
"Maybe they say 'stay outta mah sand'!" a colt joked.
"Yes, well, those bracelets, along with its hands, seem capable of controlling the desert. It has been seen creating gigantic sandstorms and sending them randomly everywhere. The only real way to get rid of it is to throw some water. Any amount will have it fleeing. That being said, the more water you use, the more time you have to flee the area. Being in a desert, it is a tough choice to make. If you dilly-dally, and the water dries out...BAM!"
"Ms Twilight, these beasts seem absolutely terrifying," Cheerilee said as she stared at the creature in concern.
"There's more where that came from."
"Really? Like?"
"The Yusimon."
The orb morphed once again, dragging all the sand within it, then rising into the air and exploding into a beautiful cosmic tapestry. There, some sort of creature began to approach. It looked like some sort of spider, although the two front legs had three metallic claws that formed a sort of pyramid when put together. The creature rose up violently, opening its mouth to reveal that it, in fact, had two of them: One within and one without.
The Yusimon's body looked like that of a millipede with six legs instead of dozens. It was of a sickly green color and seemed to be expelling fumes of some kind around it. The head was indeed that of a spider, showing off ten beady black eyes.
"Um, Twilight, what is that thing? It doesn't seem that scary," one of the students asked.
The foals in the classroom weren't too impressed by a six legged, millipede spider.
"Oh really? You know about the great plagues, right?" Twilight said with an annoyed grin.
"Yeah..." Cheerilee's pupils shrunk. "You don't mean to tell me that--"
"Yes. It is the cause for forty percent of the world's population dying off on multiple occasions. This beast was confronted by the thousands of creatures that remained, mainly minotaurs and giants, and was finally sealed away within the Astral Crypt; a place made to seal it for all time and to never let it or its diseases to run rampant ever again. The magics meant for opening were purposely destroyed, and that's a good thing. If we were to open it up again, the diverse diseases and toxins that have piled up and evolved in that place would flow over our world like a tidal wave.
This creature is the reason why there are colds and many other heavily weakened bad viruses floating everywhere, but, don't worry; we've found ways to counter many of them. That's what hospitals are for. All in all, the Yusimon is NOT something that should ever be seen directly."
The orb morphed again into what looked like a white transparent white cloth with a torn hole made to look like a mouth. Everypony leaned forward in confusion. What was so special about this one?
"Before you ask me about it, just know that these creatures can take over your body and eat your soul. These are Clothlings. Yes, I know, it's a weird name." Twilight shrugged. "Clothlings are, supposedly, the energies left by evil spirits that were captured by the underworld's minions. All these negative energies form into this cloth, and they hunt for a new body to inhabit in order to cause mayhem and other horrible things. I won't go THAT far in detail, but they ARE very cruel.
When a Clothling comes near you, it immediately gets into your body. They are relatively weak, but when you start to feel like your body isn't answering anymore, then you are lost. The only way to be saved is to be immersed in pure light or have a very strong willpower. Once they capture your body, they eat your soul and take your memories which they use to sink into your life and torture those that are close to you. It isn't too hard to destroy them or trap them in your mind once you know they are there, or you have the aforementioned willpower."
Usually, once they are created, the Clothlings just wander aimlessly for a night, and once the sun comes up, they are burnt away."
"Then how come the princesses don't keep the sun up forever?" a filly asked.
"For several reasons, but one related to them is that, eventually, when the moon has to come back up, thousands of them will spawn at once. So, inadvertently, the princesses destroy evil creatures without actually knowing that they are there."
"Cool," the same filly said.
"Now then, for the last monster of the day; here is the Vesuvius Vulcan."
The cloth started to vibrate and soon exploded into a ball of searing hot flame and magma. It showed the heart of a volcano, with the rocky walls red with heat. There was a creature in the lava with strange growths all over its body which seemed to be absorbing the molten rock. These growths looked like a veiny extension of the body of sorts, and the creature sitting in the pool was not friendly looking at all. It had four eyes, and the eye in the middle was protruding out like an antenna. The mouth was pushed forward and was drooling what appeared to be flaming saliva.
The arms were triple-jointed and very long, even ending in six digits for each hand. It only had two, but it also seemed to have four legs made for swimming through large deposits of magma, as much as anypony could tell, at least. The coal black toes of each foot had the appearance of a drill, with a hole at the end of each. This was certainly where the 'propulsion system' -as absurd as that sounds- of the Vesuvius Vulcan was. As for the color, the giant had the same flaming orange as the molten rock in which it lay, as well as several bumps and lumps on its skin.
"These creatures love extreme heat and actively search for volcanoes big enough for their bodies. The problem is, they cause volcanic eruptions when they find a suitable home." Twilight scratched the back of her head while looking downwards with melancholy. "They ARE the reason for the fertility of the grounds, however. The only problem is, once an eruption occurs, they are likely to follow the trail that might lead them to inhabited areas. They usually only feed on rocks and other mineral deposits, which means they'll attack houses to eat them, causing lots of destruction on their way to their new home.
This doesn't mean that they will ALWAYS leave the volcanoes once installed in on, but they will inevitably. The Vesuvius Vulcan are also a reason why volcanoes 'slumber'. Once they reach the end of their life-time, they start to freeze up. Thus, the volcano solidifies and keeps anything from getting through it ever again. It's rare, but, other Vesuvius Vulcans can find the volcano and light it back up. There are other times when the volcanoes simply become dormant naturally, forcing the Vesuvius to search for a new one to live on."
There IS an extremely rare variant of them called the 'Gigantis Vesuvius Vulcan'. They inhabit super-volcanoes, making them an extreme threat. It usually takes them awhile until they manage to dig deep enough into the body, but, once they are at the breaking point, the eruptions are terrible and devastating. These variants live for extreme amounts of time, much like their homes. Going to about one hundred thousand years at most while the normal Vesuvius only live a century."
Twilight finally closed the book and dissolved the orb.
"Well, that's it for today," Twilight said. "I hope I can see you again tomorrow."
"Sure. If the students want--"
"YES!" they all shouted loudly, nearly breaking the windows in the class.
"Wow. Well, you got your answer," Cheerilee added with a smile.
"See you all again tomorrow, then."
Once the librarian was gone, Cheerilee checked around her seat and desk for anything that might be out of place, only to see a cloth floating towards her. She yelped and slapped it away. Apparently, the students pulled a prank on her. She didn't appreciate this at all, but she couldn't yell at or punish the students for a simple prank.
"Just you wait. I'll pull a good prank on you all," she thought to herself with a menacing grin and teeth clenching. "Surprise quiz!" she shouted.
626310 aaaaand this is when I say "You were spoiled by G4, and is trying to compare it to something older."
Seriously, the problem with bronies of today, is they dont like to look back when I was a lad, and actually try to find something they enjoyed.
Again, look at my little rant, No here, I'll do the work for you!
G1 was actually pretty rad in terms of story. I mean, it was the first time we ever heard of Tirek, Who was a Centaur, who wished to enslave ponies. He would take six of them to make his "Chariot of Darkness" Function, as he would try to tackle Early Equestria (Otherwise known as Ponyland in G1). He had a few special Items that actually hinted on "The Elements of Harmony". So we can thank G1 for being there for some of Lauren's Ideas, especially one of Rainbow Dash's looks, and personality.
Firefly, Lauren's favorite Pony, was actually in G1 as a Main Character. Moon Dancer, one of the ponies that wasnt seen, but heard about in the pilot for FIM, was also a pony that sprang from G1. Spike was actually A Dragon that was separated from his kind. He was picked up by the ponies out of sympathy, and was treated as a family member. And Humans? Well, there was A human in "Ponyland", so this would show why they know about "Humanoids".
There's quite alot of throwbacks in the show itself, as well as Fanfics, even though they really dont pick it up the first time. I mean, hell, Look at my Fic. I throwback to G1 alot, to remind G4-only lovers that Hey, the Classic Cartoon was just as action packed as G4 is today.
My bottom point is, even if it doesnt SOUND interesting, G1 is still something not to snuff at. It's the Backbone of the Brony Society.
And Me? Well, I was a Brony Since G1, so I was a Brony before it went Mainstream.
There you go, Sir/madam. My little rant. (No pun intended). My main point here is, even if you're spoiled by G4, G1 still has quite alot of shoutouts you probably werent aware of, and that G1, which I grew up on, is still a major part of Brony Culture.
Not tryin' to be a dick, but ppl should respect G1. It did alot for you.
The next day, Cheerilee rode into town on a Gigantis Vesuvius Vulcan shouting "THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PRANK CHEERILEE BEEEYETCCHHH!!!!"
626328 I'm sorry but I still don't like it. I remember catching glimpses of the show when I was a little kid but I never got into it. I was too into scooby doo
By the way you totally wrote that pun on purpose.
I also respect G1 for what they did but that doesn't mean I have to like it. Like I respect the old doctor who series but that doesn't mean that I have to like them either... but I do. I love the old doctor who seasons.
626386 The intention of that rant was to at least get you to respect your roots.
626394 Nomnomno- Oops.
626397
do you know of the creature known as the Morv? (if you do, I'll be very surprised)
626791 Awww. Then no surprising you today.....................rebeckadalberg.blogg.se/images/2012/fuuuuu_200693710.png
626797 the Morv is a creature that I have created.
The morf is a predatory species in the animal class, and is yet to be furthered classed. It is a man-sized being with larid (lair-id) claws and teeth, which is 5 times stronger than the human known diamond. Its white hide is also 5 times stronger than the human known strongest hide. It has an elongated mouth with 3-inch long teeth. It has cross-like eyes. It has four black two-feet long claws on each hand that can shatter diamonds with ease. When it stabs an unfortunate victim, if it hit a bone it cuts clean through or shatters the bone, depending on the angle. It can also fly, even though it seems that it is aerodynamically impossible. Scientist have yet to figure it out. Relatively speaking very little is known about the morvs. Dead specimens to dissect is very costly (both in money and men), and live specimens are almost impossible (even most of them somehow escape captivity). We do not know how they reproduce (we can’t even find the reproductive organs). We do not know whether they have different genders. What we do know is they have some organ that would have the resemblance of a heart, lungs, a circulation system, a respiratory system, and a digestive system (but we do not know how it gets rid of its waste). The place they call home is called a hive. We have never actually been inside a hive, though we have been close but at that point the casualties are so high we need to retreat. The morf makes a shrill shriek (sura-sura-SURAAK, or LUUAAK) before, during, and after the attack. It also makes it when it is dying. There are two types of morvs; the regular morf which relies on instinct, and the red-eyed morf which has an intelligence of a human. Both are identical except that the red-eyed morf eyes are red crosses instead of black. The reason we call them morph (or morvs) is that they can transform into any animal in about 3 seconds. The only way you can identify a morf in a transformed state is that instead of a round pupil, its pupil is crossed shaped. By the time you realize that it is a morf, it has already transformed back. Strangely, only red-eyed morvs seem to do this. We think the regular morvs can also do this, but maybe since they rely on instinct, they don’t realize how useful it is. Luckily, red-eye morvs can’t manifest weapons, so they usually raid armories. Morvs also eat their dead. Speaking of dead morvs, unless you have an army, don’t take dead morvs from the battle field. If you skin it, take it’s claw, or do anything to the dead morf, red-eyed morvs see that as an insult to them. They will hunt you down
Killing a morf.
To counter their strength, we have constructed weapons made out of a special metal. The metal is called sirek (ser-rik). The metal is similar to what humans call silver, by having the same molecular structure, but with two key factors: it is very strong, and it is the only known metal, to both human and Galien, to actually pierce the hide of a morf. Unfortunately it can only slay morvs. If you shoot a sirek-tipped arrow another being besides a morf, it will do no harm whatsoever. The easiest way to kill a morf is to shoot a sirek-tipped arrow at both the eyes to blind it. (be warned, even when a morf is blind it is still a dangerous beast. It can still swing its claws wildly) Then move in for the kill. Stay behind it to lower the risk of being killed and hack away.
Morf tactics.
Usually if you see just one morf, it is probably a scout. Then the scout reports to the hive which consists of 100 morvs. (although red-eyed morfs have been known to have a hive-population of 1000. This may be due to the intelligence of having strength in numbers.) Then the morvs come in force. When they are in big buildings (like stores) they sometimes seen hanging from the ceiling by their claws. Then they sometimes move like earth monkeys that swing from vine to vine, but in this case they use their claws to puncture the ceiling and move. They are also known to climb up the walls of buildings using their claws.
sorry if there is any spelling or grammer mistakes(I know some of you guys are picky when it comes to it. I personaly don't see much of a difference, as long as the story is readable. I'm blabering now, aren't I?)
the Geradin reminds me of of a Heartless in Kingdom Hearts.
626835 Sounds cool. A bit over-powered, but, then again, the dragons inhabiting the Dragonrealm are also over-powered by other world standards. (Yes. The Silver Dragon was my first ever imagined creature. Still trying to tune him out for being able to go in other worlds without the Gary-Stu arker from flashing off. Otherwise, I've made quite the complete world of the Dragonrealm).
626394 I respect G1, even though I do not like it.
626936 And you sir have MY respect for at least being considerate.
626962 considerate is my middle name. Well, actually it's Twinkletoes, but you get my drift. ;)
626978
More!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!X10000= A lot of pure consumer reconciliation.
you shoud use for the next chapter the dangerest creature known in history.
THE HUMAN:
this species destroys evryting on thier planet and in the entire universe
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just kidding but it will be still fun when you make a little excuse on Humens or don´t?
Once again, I am tempted to see a drawing of these dangerous creatures, though I can kinda picture the clothling. I would like to see one that always commits seppukku(how do you spell it?) on it's prey and slurps it's intestines out like noodles, and continues to eat it's internal organs, turning the prey inside out in the process. Then it morphs to fit in the skin and uses it as a disguise to kill more of the prey's species and get great meals.
629221Making pictures? I'd have to ask someone seeing as I can't draw, and then again, it wouldn't look precisely as I'd want it to.
629647I bet Stalin can make it happen, I bet! (I need a winking emoticon that isn't Rarity!)
631830 Glad you liked it. As long as I'm in the mood (and until my exams are over...damn school) I'll be updating this instead of "Reaching the dark side of the moon".
631864 I'm making another chapter, but my mind is kinda weak right now, so don't expect heaps of good monsters.
I wonder if Humans will be in this book unless your only doing original creatures or dont view humans as bad as these guys/girls.
632541 Humans as bad? Meh. No. I don't care about people. I'm only doing original "monsters" so you won't be seeing them.
The vesuvius reminded me of the ceaseless discharge from dark souls.
Alright I can't resist it, once I'm done with my current backlog I am making illustrations for this book.
Glen Gorewood