Part 5 (Oliver) - Chapter 1
In the absence of the mare Cloudy Skies, Oliver was always the first to rise. He took great pride in this, though not so much pride as the fact he could get up before sunrise without a cup of coffee to keep him going. Most mornings were an absolute joy; after his hot shower Oliver would take a walk before the sun came up, singing to himself and imagining all the wonderful things that would happen that day. It was hard to say what he would sing; whatever struck his fancy, really. It wasn’t as though there was anyone to hear him, or anyone to complain. Only Sky even knew he did it, and she hadn’t said. They had an understanding. And when he returned from his walk, either Sky would have breakfast cooking or he would start it cooking himself.
But there was no hot shower today; the Hummingbird didn’t have one. When he took his morning walk, Oliver found himself overwhelmed with the stench of fire and death, and so he returned after only a few minutes. There was no breakfast cooking when he came back, or indeed any way to cook one. He ate oat trail bars instead, which despite the world ending still had another six months before they expired. Nobody else was awake yet, not with the lazy unicorns and Alex still drained from her injuries the day before. His garden was back in Alexandria, so there was nothing to water. He couldn’t sing, not without waking everybody up within the cramped space.
So Oliver had to content himself with an hour of exploring a space that was probably smaller than most homes. It was apparently some really fancy, expensive airplane. It should be easy to occupy an hour of his time exploring such a place, right?
Yes, as it turned out. Oliver tossed on his jacket, mostly because he didn’t feel human without it (not that it had any real power besides the emotional significance he gave it), and started to wander, starting at the launch ramp. He opened each of the lockers, at least the ones that would open, and found most of them were still stocked with supplies. Machines he didn’t recognize, with markings in English and sometimes Chinese too. Weapons he had never seen used by any military, and scientific instruments with purposes he could only speculate. Every inch of space had been filled with a pocket or a pouch, and nowhere at all was there a patch of totally bare wall or floor without a removable section.
The plane looked like it held 20 seats at one time, though the center of the cargo area was now bare, providing them with enough space to fit a single APC or something similar if they wanted one. Until the day before, he had never thought he would ever need one. Until yesterday, Oliver had considered the disgusting business of war gone for good. Now he was less certain.
Oliver stepped towards the hallway, onto the section of floor that constantly vibrated with the hum of the reactor. If they had thought themselves safe, they would’ve shut it off. But given the danger they had encountered on their way in, they kept it on its lowest functional setting, ready to accelerate to full power at a second’s notice. Even knowing the effectiveness of the radiation-neutralizing CPNFG, Oliver didn’t exactly feel great to be standing on top of it. A hatch baring several nuclear symbols was made of some transparent material, and showed him the ladder that went down to the reactor level.
Given Oliver didn’t know if he could climb a ladder without his hands, he didn’t get to explore down there. Would it have even been safe if he could? Beyond the cargo area was the hallway leading to the cockpit, where Moriah slept. There wasn’t enough floor space for a proper human, but ponies took just about half as much. Less, if they tried.
He didn’t go in there, knowing how late a night she had spent investigating and the rage she was likely to feel at being interrupted. He would have to play with the ship’s controls another time.
The Hummingbird also had a head, one so small even their pony bodies had trouble using it, particularly with the dire consequences if something went wrong. He had already explored in there as much as he wanted to, so he moved on to the sleeping quarters. Yes, the Hummingbird had them, though only for a crew of eight humans.
There were two such rooms, divided by sex. Each had a single bunk-bed with two bunks, and just enough space to stand in and access the storage locker under either one. Moriah had told him yesterday that the Hummingbird could stay airborne with its eight-man crew for three years without maintenance, though she personally doubted it could hold enough food or water for more than three months or so. He found the idea of hot-bunking for that long almost as disgusting as the idea of using the Hummingbird’s head again.
It was a dark reminder of humanity's future, where every vehicle had to be able to function as a home-away-from-home. Thus was life when dangerous radiation suffused every corner of the planet. Alex thought that humanity had a fighting chance of surviving, with all the preparations the HPI had made. Oliver’s prognosis was far more realistic; he gave them twenty years.
Maybe, with the help of transformed ponies (and lots of exercise) they could push it to forty. But survive long enough to find a cure? Not in the world he knew. If whole pharmaceutical companies took decades to develop vaccines, how could five hundred people living in a hole in the ground expect to vaccinate themselves against a fundamental force?
The light flicked on from the mare’s sleeping quarters. Without Moriah, Alex would be alone. Maybe a chance to finally speak with her in private about what he had seen.
Oliver stepped forward, raising his head a little so the sensor would notice him. With a satisfying whoosh of pressure, it zoomed to one side, admitting him. “Morning, Alex. If you’re up, I was hoping-” He froze.
Alex was dressed like Sky, just then. Which was to say she wasn’t dressed at all. The room smelled like mare, thicker than any human would’ve noticed. Damn horses for their superior senses of smell! He would have traded his for his night vision back in a second. “Oh. I was… yeah.” He blinked, then forced his medical detachment upon himself.
Regular people might not be able to ignore things like that smell, but Oliver was a doctor. Damnit if his quarter million dollar education didn’t buy him something! In the end, all he had to do was remind himself of what he had seen the day before. That was more effective than any bucket of cold water he had ever experienced. His tone changed, and just like that Alex was no longer a very attractive pony, not to mention the only mare he knew with anything even approaching emotional stability.
Instead, she was a patient. Nothing weird about examining a patient, nothing the least bit awkward. It was just part of the job. “Just wait here. I’ll go get my medkit, okay?”
Alex, for her part, hadn’t remained frozen. Once the moment was over, she sat down on her haunches, covering herself as best she could with the positioning of her forelegs. She yawned. “Whatever, sure. Bring me some orange juice while you’re at it. Or… whatever we’ve got.”
Oliver did, returning five minutes later with a canteen filled with Tang and his equipment. True to his instructions, he found Alex hadn’t gotten dressed, though she had wrapped a blanket about her lower body that made it both easier for him to concentrate and easier for her to remain relaxed.
She wrinkled her nose at the smell of the drink, but accepted it anyway. She drained the entire thing in one long sip, passing back an empty canteen. “Thanks. I guess… I guess you’ll want to change my bandages…”
“Probably not.” Oliver walked around her, something possible in the closed quarters only because they were ponies and not humans. “Could you lie down on your back? The less we move things, the better.” Though he was beginning to suspect it wouldn’t matter. That was the real reason he had come.
She spread out on the bunk, doing her best to keep herself covered. That was just fine with him, though he would have to move the blanket when it came time to inspect the rest of her spine. Oliver proceeded with his examination as quickly as he could, removing the bandages.
There was something about living things that just made sense to Oliver. It didn’t matter if they were plants in his garden, or patients under his care. A touch here or a prod there gave him more than an intuitive sense of how they were feeling. It was as though their bodies spoke to him in a way that was deeper than words.
Yesterday, they had nearly crashed in flight. Alex hadn’t been restrained, and had slammed her head with enough force that bone was visible. Once their flight stabilized, he had rushed to her side, and heard the grim story her body told him. It hurt to lose a friend.
By the time they landed, she had been breathing again. By bedtime, she wasn’t even bleeding. Now the body beneath his hooves spoke of vibrant, perfect health. Her neck wasn’t broken anymore, as though he hadn’t been able to use her ability to move freely to learn that. Her skull wasn’t broken. She wasn’t even missing fur from the back of her neck, where the injuries had been the most gruesome. She was starving, thirsty, and only five days away from the sort of thing he liked very much to avoid. At least, he always had before.
When he removed the bandages, they came away clean. He didn’t bother trying new ones. He hadn’t bothered with a neck-brace the day before. What was the point of putting a brace on someone who could come back from the dead?
“Alright, done.” He gestured, moving away. Alex sat up, making sure her blanket was in place as she did so.
“No bandages?” She looked confused, though not as confused as he thought the situation called for.
“Have you ever seen a miracle, Alex?”
The young mare only stared back at him, silent. He went on. “I have. Watched a man die on the table, me and my classmates all taking notes. Helpless, nothing we could do. We probably would’ve made things worse.”
“Doctors did what they could, tried to get the patient back on life support, but there wasn’t enough time. His heart just wouldn’t start. I’d never seen death before.”
Alex glared up at him. “That’s it? Your miracle story is about some guy dying? That doesn’t sound like a miracle.”
Oliver ignored the interruption. “I never believed in a soul until I watched someone die. Watching a living human being, with a father and a mother and hopes for the future and skills and regrets and everything, transformed into a slab of meat. Something was missing; something unique and wonderful would never exist again.”
“I knew right then I’d chosen the right career. One day, I wanted to be the sort of doctor who could steal the dying right out of Death’s fingers.”
“Yesterday I saw another miracle. I think you know what it is.” She nodded, but didn’t interrupt, so he went on. “The dead don’t return, Alex. Once you’re transformed into meat, that’s it. Except… except you did come back. Now you’re back to normal. I can’t think this is normal for ponies, not with the months it's taking Adrian's wing to heal.”
“No, it isn’t.” Alex looked down at her hooves. “Have you read anything about the Equestrian princesses?”
He nodded. “Not much. Just that the Equestrians believe that they're the same ponies who've been ruling for thousands of years. They think they move the sun and the moon too. I figure they’ve got some sort of dynastic rule in place. Daughters replacing mothers…”
“No. I know you’ve seen one of my memories… it’s nothing like that. Those ponies really are thousands of years old.” She took a deep breath. “They never said I couldn’t tell anypony. I guess it might make more sense if I’m not the only one who knows. Alicorns like them, their lives aren’t their own anymore. They’re bound to concepts instead. I don’t really understand how, so don’t ask. Princess Luna, for instance, she’s the night. She’s everything to do with the night, the stars and the moon and dreams too. So long as those things matter, she’s strong. If ponies stop caring about the night… she’ll grow weaker, less connected to the world. If they forgot altogether, she’d die.”
“Princess Celestia is the day. She’s the sun, she’s the life it gives and truth and purity and lots of other important things. The more ponies care about those things, the stronger she is. If those things ever ceased to matter, she’d fade away too.”
“I don’t know how it works. They said things about magic, but my memory wasn’t as good as it is now. I think… I think they were trying to do the same thing to me. It’s got to be something like that, because what happened yesterday wasn’t the first time.”
Oliver considered that, then he considered all of the implications. They stung, though not just because he was out of a job with her. Would she live thousands of years, like the monarchs of Equestria? Why did that bother him so much?
“I’d appreciate if you didn’t tell the others. I’m still kinda… figuring myself out. I wasn’t even sure about what I told you until a few weeks ago.”
He nodded. “Of course, of course. Doctor-patient confidentiality, all that.” He rose. “I’ll wake the others. We’ve still got a crime to investigate.”
“And friends in danger back in Alexandria. Or… maybe in danger.” She rose too, seeming to forget about the blanket. “It still might be us that are in danger. Can I get back to not being in bed? I think I’m about the safest pony here, no matter what happens.”
“Yeah.” He hurried out. There was much to do, and it was probably high time the unicorns woke up. It wasn’t all bad. Alex was still alive, and they might get to stay friends for many years to come. He hadn’t lost anypony yet.
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Good to finally have that somewhat all out the open.
Not sure if Alex is just going through a cycle or if Oliver interrupted something. But it's probably none of my business.
Implying he had lost at least one human patient before …
Interesting. So now we know that Day really is an alicorn in training (or something like that). Being bound to the concept of humanity on a world where humans are dying out is a dangerous gambit.
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I feel like he didn't walk in on anything inappropriate. Besides the fact that Day is a bit too serious to do something like that while they're investigating a mass murder, her reaction to him walking in was very calm. More likely, it's just his heightened sense of smell picking up things that he would have missed as a human. And since Equestrian ponies apparently do have the same cycles as humans (at least according to the Moriah chapters), that's probably what he noticed during the examination.
So that was what Luna meant by 'would you be willing to give up your life to safe humanity?'
Alex did indeed give her life and was turned into a concept. That's... a unique explanation for an alicorn's immortality. Concepts aren't alive and so can't be killed, they can only cease to matter. I'll have to get used to that train of thought; but I think I like it.
So, good to see Oliver's perspective! Very different. Actually so much different he also needs getting used to, though I already pity him. I liked the part where he contemplates that part of Alex's attractiveness actually stems form being the only mostly sane person in the known world apart from himself.
And... oh dear, that picture! *dies of cute*
That picture.
I just want to hug Alex!
Dang. If Alex ever tangles with the newcomers back at Alexandria, I'm imagining something like this.
I wonder if Alex being the only (close to) emotionally stable mare Oliver knows just means that he doesn't think he's gotten to know any of the mares among the new arrivals, or that he doesn't think any of them are any more stable than Cloudy or Moriah?
I'm even more curious what concepts would associate with Alex. Just humanity/human knowledge, or everything she'd (or everyone living would) associate with humanity? Or the things she'd emphasise about what's best in humanity? If Celestia is "the sun, she’s the life it gives and truth and purity and lots of other important things", it would seem there are plenty of associated concepts Alex could represent as well.
Really adorable picture today, too.
Hmm. Well, I guess that explains a little bit about Alex, but hopefully we will get a bit more insight later on.
damnit! why must these ponies be so cute?!
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If you're trying to say that the original sentence is grammatically correct and that I am wrong... well, I'm sorry but you're wrong.
"I" is the subject form of the first person singular pronoun. "Me" is the object form. "Myself" is the reflexive form. In the sentence I quoted, the first person singular pronoun is not the subject of the sentence. (The subject is "teams".) "I" is therefore not the correct pronoun for referring to Alex.
I realize some people have it drilled into their head at a young age that when you have a list of people including the speaker, you use "I" and put it at the end, but that is not a rule of English. While you should put the pronoun for the speaker at the end of a list, you should use the correct pronoun for the part of the sentence the list is located in, not blindly grab the same pronoun every time.
✓ "Adrian and I formed a team."
✖ "Adrian and me formed a team."
✓ "The team consisted of Adrian and me."
✖ "The team consisted of Adrian and I."
One of the best tricks for deciding which pronoun is needed is to remove the rest of the list, and see which pronoun is appropriate.
✓ "I formed a team."
✖ "Me formed a team."
✓ "The team consisted of me."
✖ "The team consisted of I."
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Pretty sure this is meant to imply that Alex is about to start her first heat cycle.
Come on Oliver, start the first improvised musical in this new world already!
Sorry to ask, but what is the Hummingbird’shead?Already answered, thanks everybody!6317384 There's nothing to imply. He told he story of the first patient he lost in this chapter, back when everybidy were human.
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It isn't her first; she noted that she keeps herself isolated from the others during certain times back in her journals.
Sky gets really, really frustrated during hers because Joe didn't act on anything and Adrian and Oliver weren't around or interested. Emotional stability is important to Oliver, even if he shares some of the more pony pony things with Sky.
Moriah just gives in to the pleasure with Joseph during those times (because she is so depressed otherwise it's something to look forward to).
This has amazing implications for Luna and Nightmare Moon. Also, what it was like for her to be free after Nightmare Moon's banishment.
Ah, the earth pony perspective came at the perfect time for me. And it's nice to see Oliver's outlook as well. He's such a considerate fellow. You can feel his maturity.
6317507 Head is another term for bathroom. Like washroom, restroom, lavatory... We seriously have a lot of names for that thing.
6317541 Can't we just call it a period?
Is it just me, or its the hummingbird sounding more and more like a Firefly?
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'Head' is a military term for toilet. If it's anything like a ww2 submarine, there s a 7 step process to flush and if you screw up a single step, the entire contents of the waste tanks hit you in the face.
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It's the bathroom.
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The head means it's bathroom. Nautical term.
6317507 The head of a vehicle, particularly a military vehicle, is another word for the toilet.
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I understand what your point is, but I'm going to correct you anyway.
A horse goes through an estrous cycle. It's different from the menstrual cycle in several ways, one of which is there is no menstruation. A woman's 'period' is a euphemism for menstruation, so technically ponies don't get periods. Finally, heat is not comparable to menstruation because they both refer to opposite ends of their respective cycles. A woman menstruating isn't going to get horny or her body more receptive to having children like a mammal entering heat would.
Something tells me there was an incident that occurred fairly recently that had Alex 'die' and 'return', and it wasn't in Equestria.
Sounds like Oliver has developed an emotional attachment to Alex. Seems all the demographics are coming together to start forming families.
6317596 I know the biology behind it, but it's just the... concepts of the terms. 'Heat' and 'Period' just trigger different ideas in the mind when they are used. Looking at it from the societal, rather than solely biological angle, using period may have a more positive impact further down the road in terms of the development (redevelopment?) of society. Already a lot of them have faced, or still are facing the 'I'm an animal now' conundrum. Using 'heat' might just reinforce a negative mindset.
Again, that's just idle musings taking new arrivals into consideration. And a fun fact; apparently women do get more horny during their periods. Perhaps the question we need to look at isn't 'Do women get horny' but rather 'how horny do animals get?' Maybe it's just a human's higher thinking that keeps us from going at it like animals rather than just that they get hornier than we do in their cycles. (I snickered way too much writing this paragraph...)
Last point for thought: what triggers a pony's cycle? The day and night cycles, as well as the seasonal cycles, are all micromanaged in Equestria, so their cycles being triggered by length of day and availability of food seems somewhat unlikely. A biological trait they would have evolved past a long time before. Would it just be a semi-regular biological clock each mare has? Would close friends eventually 'sync' like I heard/read happens to women? (Rumours on the internet, never checked to see if it's true)
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Alex implied in one of the interludes having been in a car crash, and that Riley had seen what she had recovered from, with the implication that at the very least it wasn't something she should have recovered so immediately from.
I'm not sure if Alex decided to explore herself because boredom, or because she decided to finally accept her gender. Either way this is a good thing, it means more mental stability and the prospect of more little ponies being made...
Also cute pic is cute.
6317618 Yeah, there was one. When they found Riley in the musuem, Alex accidentally impaled herself. Nobody was around to witness it, so nobody found out.
Where does this obsession with 'heat cycles in ponies' come from? I don't get it.
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...Alicorns as the embodiments of concepts. Huh. I can dig that.
6317507 I must have misread it, because I thought he was telling a story of a death he witnessed, not a patient under his personal care.
6317752 I think it's pointing out the animal nature of the species to remind the reader that the characters are not human.
6317790 Actually, I misread when I answered you: Oliver recounted a story of when he was a student.
Nevertheless, I consider thinking Oliver has had patients die is a good assumption: if he wanted to be a doctor "who could steal the dying right out of Death’s fingers" he must have worked with patients in the brink of death; having deaths may be inevitable in some cases, even with no fault of his own.
6317559 My mental image shows a cross between a Firefly and a jet powered V-22 Osprey painted black ... something like an X-Com Skyranger, but larger.
Just reading that description of Oliver's early morning ritual makes me feel tired, and I say that as someone with a similar wakeup schedule.
Good plan.
Woah. Even the smaller figure is pretty impressive. That's what you get with a nuclear powered airplane, just try to avoid crashing it.
Pessimistic Oliver is pessimistic.
Alright you two, let's just save time and load you into this convenient ship I have prepared.
Hah!
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Oh god, the embarrassed cuteness!
I definitely like Oliver's talent, it's a neat take on earth ponyness as applied to medicine.
That has interesting implications on why Luna got so freaked out a thousand years back that she went all Nightmare Moon.
It's just as well that the doctor knows about the immortal nature of his immortal friend, at the very least it'll save time in the long term in times of crisis and triage. The real question is, what is Alex's concept? The nature of humanity in some fashion? Humanity believing in its own future, or maybe it's past?
6317548 I'd like to believe that since they have cities like Manehatten and DJs like Vinyl, there might just be enough of a nightlife in Equestria to make it a significantly different experience for her compared to pre-Nightmare Moon Equestria.
Though now that I think about it, I wonder if a change in how ponies view the night might in turn have an effect on Luna's personality? Does them hating the night make her hateful, would them enjoying the night make her more carefree and happy?
Lonely Day as budding alicorn confirmed.
It's funny that, after reading this story yesterday and then replaying some Crysis 2 last night, I'd end up having a dream that combined them. I don't remember much about it, but there was some technobabble about how the Nanosuit could resist thaumic radiation, and for some reason Riley's emotion-sensing abilities were important for scouting.
Yer messin' with my head, Starscribe!
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With you on that. Dayliver? Lonolive? (happy) Oliday?
This chapter: More worldbuilding, More adorable immortal ponies being adorable, A new ship maybe possibly?
Wow, alicorn Alex.
Pro-I guess she will get to see her family again when they eventually pop up.
Con-Celestia and Luna keep each other company when all the mortal ponies around them pass on. How will Alex cope with that?
Alex's pony name looks more fitting than it originally did. I have to wonder if Starscribe had planned this from the beginning.
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Considering the amount of prep-work that Starscribe seem to do for these stories, I would say that that aspect of Lonely Day was probably planed from the start. What I am still wondering is did the princesses put her on a path to actually becoming an alicorn, as in her powers will keep developing. (i.e. wings and horn) Or is it just that she can't die as long as the world keeps the memory of humans alive. With what was said about alicorn immortality, I am assuming that Lonely Day is now something along the lines of the spirit of humanity. That would help explain the dream she had in one of the earlier chapters. I guess we might find out in the Alex chapters.
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I imagine something along the lines of a Fallout Vertibird, perhaps a bit bigger. The hummingbird has no windows, no wasted space, and is the new age flying coffin...
It has room for what? 3 ponies?
Also proto-alicorn Alex! Alicorn of Knowledge.
Man, Twilight's gonna be so jealous... she is no longer the Official Princess of Libraries.
6318223 6318287 I'd Say Knowledge. Alex = Library of Alexandria, repository of the world's knowledge.
6318176 Suddenly Riley / Blacklight not giving her a conniption makes more sense. The comic makes changeling queens ageless... that may be true here.
Well then. That's certainly an asset... but if Alex is tied to what I think she's tied to, her existence is rather more tenuous than the diarchs'. She doesn't seem to be day or night, love or friendship. Going by her dreams, Alex appears to be an embodiment of the concept of civilization. That would certainly explain why she hasn't gone full alicorn. There may be enough people out there to keep her going, but the state of the world isn't enough to make her as potent as something cosmic. Heck, the Philadelphia dragon was a direct attack on her very being.
Even more perilous would be that she's the concept of humanity. If that were the case... Oh, that would not end well at all. Not in the long term. I don't think Celestia and Luna would let something as inevitably ephemeral as that come to pass... but that's assuming that they had complete say in the matter. Of course, I may be giving the HPI short shrift, but Oliver's diagnoses tend to be accurate when not dealing with the immortal.
On that note, very interesting to see Oliver's magic in action. Biomantic insight, regardless of kingdom. As long as it's alive, he can get a sense of it. Cool stuff.
Finally Oliver... hmm.
Well, that pairing is confirmed, along with sexually frustrated Alex... moving on.
Anyway, it's like a lot of things are already being confirmed, now we have Princess Alex, and Oliver is the only one that knows, the only question is what is the affinity that Alex possesses? I mean, there is love, friendship, day and night, but what would she have?
Also, Oliver is pretty much those kind of guys and appreciate the subtle things in life, the small things, so even with a dreary situation he managed to fashion out a routine, course as of the moment, he can't really adjust that much, for now, things are just starting out.
6318223 I'm guessing that she'll be a full alicorn. They said it was pretty unlikely that a returning human would come back as an alicorn, so they'd need her alicorniness to keep the world in balance.
6318226 oh, that's true!
Here's hoping that's true
Interesting theory on the Princesses.
6318421 Wow, really I did not know that, it's not like almost all other comments point that out. In fact, one of the comments who answered me did definitely not point that out. And I most certainly did not just joke around, noooooo, I actually genuinly believed that.
Sorry for being rude, but seriously dude. That was an old comment, the likelyhood of me not knowing what the fasces was was 0% thirty minutes after I posted the comment.
I keep forgetting to mention how great Zutcha's art is. The last hope of humanity looks so 'Moe' in this chapter's picture.
Well now... I think Oliver would be good for Alex. He seems a bit more stable and reliable than certain other ponies. On the other hand, Sky is proving to be quite awesome. And ponies do have that herd thing...
Seems to me that Alex has been true to her aspect since before she was imbued with Alicorn magic. All she has done since she woke up as a pony was strive to keep civilization going. If Equestria was looking for a leader, a shepard for changed humanity, then I would think that Alex represented 'Duty', or possibly 'Resolve', or maybe... just maybe... 'Hope'.
6318342 She'd have humanity, Cloudy starts believing in humanity, Alex returns from the dead and is up an' at 'em a couple of days later.
6318455 no, Alex is the Alicorn of Twinkies!!!!!!
Answers! Yes!