7 Heart Pounding Supprise.
Scootaloo - 1st of Midsummer ‘15 EoH - Late Morning
“Awww come on! It’s not that personal of a question.” I lamented.
“Yes it is.” Lily sighed, a tinge of frustration in her- uh, his voice.
All I wanted to know was what was the first girly thing he did was. That wasn’t a huge deal, was it? Maybe if I talked about something embarrassing first? It’s not like we had anything else to do on what turned out to be a pretty long walk.
“When I was fifteen, fresh into middle school, I had my first crush.” I started.
Lily gave me a suspicious look, blue eyes probing me to see what I was up too.
“You know how you just enter puberty and the hormones come in?” I continued. “Well I had an early estrus cycle, which happened at the same time I developed a crush… On the principal. In the middle of an assembly.”
“Owch…” Lily muttered.
“Yeah.” I agreed with a light ear droop. “So, now you can tell me your embarrassing thing!”
“It’s not embarrassing. It’s painful.” Lily explained with a weary sigh. “But I’ll tell you something embarrassing, fair’s fair.”
Ah ha! So I’d have to tell her a painful story eh?
“I was repeatedly made fun of for being a cripple in front of the teacher and entire school, and nopony did a single thing. Not one disciplinary hearing.” I informed.
Oh wait, was it rude to crowbar something out of somepony if it was-
“I had a tea party.” Lily admitted. Tone darkening. “I’m only telling you because I’d like you to never ask me again, alright? I can laugh off a lot of things… But not the first thing.”
“What’s so bad about a tea par- Oh… You’re parent’s objected?” I asked with a wince.
He nodded.
“I was blind in my left eye until I learned magic…” Lily said quietly. “Ceramic shards aren't easy to remove… Took out the entire organ. Grew a new one… Couldn’t match the color.”
Wait a damn minute! “I call bull!” I exclaimed, “Both your eyes are blue!”
Lily stopped walking, reached up to her, uh, his left eye and popped out a contact lense. The eye underneath was a leaf green.
“On another topic,” he remarked putting the colored contact back in, “No matter what I do I can’t make that eye blue… That’s also the second replacement. I removed it again after I knew what I was doing and tried from scratch. Still green. I can swap the green one right or left, but I can’t replace the color. It’s really odd!”
“Woah, wait, what?” I asked, stopping mid step as the words sank in. “You can give me wings, but you can’t make your eyes match color?”
He nodded. “Ja… Well… Nein. I can make the other green, but I like the blue. That’s Azur Lily for you, able to make microorganisms from scratch, unable to make his weird eye blue.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Oh, hey, that reminds me.” Lily mused looking over at me as we rounded a corner. “About your operation, how are you feeling?”
“Fine,” I replied honestly, “I’ve had a persistent headache, and the wibbly lines are kind of distracting, and getting used to my weather sense is kind of stressful, but-”
“Uh… Pegasi don’t have a ‘weather sense’.” Lily said sounding concerned.
That couldn’t possibly, just, wait, wah? I narrowly missed walking into a lamp post as I turned to ask. “Wait, but… we control the weather… How-”
“Practice, education, ja you can fly up und move a cloud or make it rain but it’s a learned skill to do it properly. There’s no magical sense for the weather.” Lily said insistently. “Das ist, er- That’s more of an earth pony thing.”
I felt one ear droop and one perk up as equally large tsunamis of confusion and intrigue hit me from opposite sides.
“But… I’m a pegasus.” I protested feebly.
“Ja! But you’re a hybrid pegasus.” She said firmly. “You may have inherited more than an earth pony’s endurance. What is this sense like? Perhaps you’re simply more aware of air current’s now because of your flight mag-”
“Oh no!” I exclaimed, shaking my head quickly. “It’s nothing like that! I mean, It’s way way more than that!”
I stopped walking and turned north to point at a patch of sky. “See right there? The winds are blowing at about um… a good run, and coming towards us. But that aircurent is fake, because the rest of the wind is running perpendicular to it, and is much much more moist than the rest of the air.
“If we turn east you can see where the weather team is harvesting the mixture from the air to make rain clouds for mom-two’s farm. But because of that, just over there, the air that would have been wet is dry now, so the air is leaching more water from the soil, and will dry out the edge of the whitetail woods, which are already pretty dry so if we got a hot day we might have a minor forest fire…”
I trailed off as Lily’s open mouthed stare of awe turned into something deeper than awe.
“Um… Are you okay?” I asked timidly.
He nodded. “Ja, just uh… Can you influence the weather? From here I mean? Like, try to give it a nudge?”
“I don’t know…” I replied with a frown.
“Well, if you ever do, then you also have all of an earth pony’s magic in addition to your pegasi magic.” Lily said slowly. “As is, you have half of one of the more rare gifts I know of.”
“So, wait, you mean that earth pony magic-”
“Connects you to a force of nature so you understand it intuitively and can influence it in small ways? Ja.” Lily replied, resuming walking with a puzzled look on her- darn it, his face.
Well, that explained alo-
Oh.
My.
Celestia!
“Oh my gosh!” I exclaimed. “I’m also seeing thaumaturgic current and the headache is just how Sweetie described hers while she was developing her spellcasting ability!”
I grabbed Lily by her shoulders and pulled her close. “Did you make me an alicorn?!”
“Nein!” She exclaimed urgently. “Not intentionally! Look, it will take five months for everything to finish changing-”
“There is going to be more?” I asked, holding onto him tighter.
“Ja. But,” she sighed, uh I mean he sighed!
Damn you, you probably genderfluid adorable pony I got to know as a mare! Let me think of you with your prefered pronouns dammit!
“It should not be big things that change!” She continued. MOTHERBUCKER! He continued, “I directed the magic to fix your wings, und to make your new DNA dominant. But you still have lots of cells with your old DNA, und so I sped up cellular division for a number of cycles so the mono… Uh…”
Lily must have seen my eyes start to unfocus because he asked, “Short version?”
“Short version.” I confirmed.
“You’re aging super fast right now,” he explained, “und will for five months of normal time. It’s not going to cut your lifespan, the magic also repairs your telomeres in the new cells. Uh, that’s what causes most of the aging process, damage to your dna when you run out of the telomeres within each cell.
“Anyways, the accelerated aging will result in your old cells dying, und being replaced by the new ones until your entire body has been replaced cell by cell. A process which it would normally do over about fifteen years.
“But this shouldn’t do more than replace your old heart piece by piece with a new one made from pegasi cells. This stage of the spell can only replace existing tissues, not create new ones. because it’s a natural process, only sped up.
“It won’t make you grow a horn, I would have had to specifically give you one.”
“Und yet,” I said skeptically, “I’m seeing what Twilight told me is magic, and I have a headache right under where a horn would be.”
Lily might be a medical expert, and a damn good mage, but I didn’t buy his theory. After all Twilight had finished the spell hersel-
Lily’s blush and giggle snapped me out of my thoughts.
“What?” I asked, hoping he wasn’t laughing because he thought I was stupid.
“My accent rubbed off on you!” He giggled.
Wait what? I rewound the last few seconds in my head. Ha! I had said und instead of and!
I cracked a grin. “Heh, oops!”
Lily shook her head slowly, wiggled out of my grip and resumed walking. “Well, we will find out if anything went wrong as time goes on… Admittedly if you were growing a horn from scratch at twenty two times faster than normal, it would create an extreme headache.”
I frowned and thought about pain for a moment. How would I rate my pain?
Actually, the hay kinda question is that? Rate my pain… Four stars! Two enthusiastic hooves up!
No! Focus Scoots! You can satirically pick apart a silly phrase later. Work out a scale now.
Let’s see, one would be the dull throbbing of my old wings… Five definitely had to be the time I was thrown through the wall when the rocket cart exploded… Ten was either the time I threw myself off a cliff and got impaled on the rocks at the bottom while trying to fly or die; or the six hour bathroom marathon from that time I ate fifteen pounds of double deep fried cheesy-beef to try and impress that cute hippogriff stallion.
This felt like a nail being driven into my head. No biggie.
“Meh, somewhere about a two. Maybe the high ones.” I decided.
Lily nodded. “Ja, see? Nothing big.”
“Well… Eh, yeah I guess you are right. A horn erupting from my head would probably feel worse.” I decided after a moment’s thought.
“Right.” He agreed.
We turned another corner, the small signpost for the street read ‘Greenlight Road’.
So this was where Lily would be living. Not bad.
Most buildings were older ones, pre-Twilight Ponyville for sure. We had a candy shop, oh hey, so that’s where Bon-bon’s was!
“Hey! That’s Bon-bon’s place!” I said pointing to the small shop at the very end of the street.
“Who?” Lily asked with a small frown.
“Oh! She’s a local candy maker, pretty famous too!” I said eagerly, “She invented the Manabar along with her wife. I knew she had her shop in Ponyville but I never knew where.”
“Ooo!” Lily exclaimed. “I should make a business deal! Those things really work.”
“Heh, just make sure you get on Lyra’s good side first!” I giggled. “She can get really protective.”
“Who?” He asked with a confused frown.
“Oh, that’s Bon-bon’s wife. She’s mint green and white. You can’t miss her, super distinct!” I explained. “Oh, also she’s weird, and apparently an archeologist. The ancient lost artifact appropriating kind. Also a cryptozoologist… Or possibly just a major nerd, I don’t know her that well.”
That was probably the best way to explain one of Ponyville’s finest weirdos. Not to say I didn’t like the mare. But well, weird is weird.
“Wait, Twilight mentioned my property faced the gates of the district, und if that’s the shop at the end facing us walking up the road, then my place is next door!” Lily said eagerly.
The way she, dammit! The way he said that was very telling. A place of her... HIS! Own was definitely something Lily wanted very much, and was definitely proud to have.
I could feel the poor little guy wanting to rush over and look at it, but also really not want to be rude. There was only one polite thing to do here.
“Race ya there?” I asked.
“Ja!” Lily exclaimed taking off like a shot.
Wow. I blinked a few times, and stretched my wings a bit. It wasn’t every day you learned why Dash gives everypony a head start!
I counted to ten in my head. By five seconds Lily was a third of the way down the street. By ten she was just over halfway there. I jumped, snapped my wings back and down, and took off in the power-leap technique Dash had tried to teach me years ago.
By eleven seconds I was in arm's reach of the white unicorn. By twelve seconds I was lifting him up, and by fourteen seconds I was dropping him gently to the cobbles in front of the large sort of C shaped building.
Hehehe! No wonder Dash loved to carry me! That was so fun!
“Well…” Lily said to he- himself
“Like it? You did good work there didn’tcha?” I asked with a proud beaming grin.
Lily nodded once. “Ja. I did… Und once my heart is beating again- ah ha there it is… Okay. Ja… Warning next time please.”
“Never flown before?” I teased while he caught his breath and started to look over the building.
“Nein. But I have been defenestrated. Und that was quite similar. Especially the no warning.” He replied, tone back to normal.
My mind racked itself for the word.
“Oh, um, alright. I’ll warn ya next time.” I said.
Sweetie would know what the buck that word meant, I’d just have to ask her later.
The building was rather interesting in terms of design. It had been built for privacy. It was built far back on it’s lot, giving it a large patch of badly-in-need-of-landscaping lawn on it’s front side. That side was mostly a thin wall… Sort of.
If you looked at the building from above, it would be shaped like the letter ‘C’ if it was made only with right angles. The parts that jutted forwards on their side formed ‘arms’ that sort of ‘hugged’ a courtyard, which is where that thin dark polished stone and gray brick wall came in. It filled in the gap in the ‘C’ leaving a large arching entryway which let you see the small courtyard and an old scum filled fountain.
Most of the building was made from gray stone, ether in brick form, or in large slab form. It didn’t look ugly, or medieval, more like how you would build a prison, military base, or other fortified structure. It had two, or maybe three stories. Which gave it a looming and imposing presence.
Fortunately for the sake of aesthetics, the upper portion of each ‘arm’ was topped in a waddle and daub ‘long house’ of sorts that ran from the large rectangular brick part of the structure to the front of each arm. These bits had a lovely timber-slat roof instead of thatch, fitting for a Ponyville business building.
Unfortunately, it was made very creepy by the lack of windows. Though that made sense given what the building was for.
The arms had a balcony running on the inside above the courtyard that would let you reach any room from any other room on the second floor of the arms. Some of the nice wrought-iron railings picked over the stone segment of walltop like black needles. It was kinda creepy.
The big main brick of a building had two small windows overlooking the courtyard made of dark, smoked glass. Two elaborately carved large oak doors facing into the courtyard, and a completely flat roof that was surrounded by more of the needle-tooth like wrought-iron railings.
Atop the creepy imposing prison-like building sat a completely normal looking house. In the middle of it’s totally flat roof, which I guess formed a yard. It was a cherry of complete normality atop the sort of creepy building. With lots of dark nearly impossible to see through windows.
“Uhh…” I said to myself.
Lily nodded as she looked at it, and smiled. “Perfekt!” He exclaimed happily.
“You like it?” I asked, still kinda creeped out by the old, slightly dilapidated building.
“Ja!” Lily beamed me a smile. “She needs a little work, but I have a friend who like to build things und made one hay of a good cart given we were in Stalliongrad at the time und he only had primitive hoof tools to work with.
“I can get him to come in, we knock some holes in the walls, put in more windows, maybe paint the roof… It will look great! Und the penthouse Twilight mentioned is an actual house at the pinnacle of the building! I like the pun.”
I couldn’t help but smile at her- dammit! At his optimism. Hay, it was pretty infectious!
I nodded. “Yeah actually. I can see this place being fixed up… I mean it’s a bit creepy now, but some windows, and a few window boxes for flowers… Yeah it could look pretty nice!”
“Ja!” Lily exclaimed trotting inside the courtyard. “Nice! There are stairs going to the balcony, und then up to the roof. You don't have to go inside to get to the penthouse.”
I followed him in and nodded as I spotted the round corkscrewing black iron staircase he was looking at. That definitely would make thing easy for the grounded pony. A thing I wasn’t anymore! Booyah!
“Yeah, and that flat roof is perfect for pegasi to land on.” I observed. “Plenty of space left with the house on top.”
I looked up towards the top of the stairs. “So, we’re checking out the penthouse first, or what?”
Lily shook her head. “Nein, nein. We’ll save it for last. I want to see what we have inside… This place is huge! I may need to hire assistants, und for certain a janitor!”
Definitely a janitor, maybe two. It was pretty big. It looked a lot bigger from the courtyard than the road. Maybe one of it’s Construction Enhancement Enchantments was larger interior than exterior space…
Nah it was too old of a building for that. It had to be an illusion. The optical kind, not the magic kind.
Lily walked over to the lefthoof door and gently ran a hoof over it’s surface. “Mmm… Solid, und just a veneer of wood. This is a steel door. Nice! The security will be good for keeping medical supplies safe.”
“This is pretty beefy security for a place to take a date…” I muttered.
“Maybe it wasn’t built to be a hotel.” Lily said with a shrug.
Lily put a hoof on the doorknob, tested it, nodded, then levitated a small silver key from her bag and unlocked the door. Turning the brass knob, she pushed the door open with a rusty grinding creak.
The interior of the hotel was dark, dustier than the bottom of a refrigerator, and smelled very musty. It was not decaying, but it was old. Like an antique store.
Lily and I walked into the interior, Lily shutting the door behind her with her magic.
We stood in a lobby, dark hardwood floors covered in motheaten white carpets led to a grand staircase heading to the top floor. A large probably fake platinum heart shaped chandelier hung from the ceiling, festooned with dying lightgems that cast the entire room in the dull light a single candle would provide.
A dust covered, cobwebbed over, receptionists desk and keyrack sat directly to our left. A coatroom sat to our right. At the top of the stairs was the entrance to a room with a sign that read ‘potion and toy rental’.
The entire place was as quiet as a tomb. I could hear my own heartbeat and Lily’s breath. My weather sense told me the air was completely still, completely dry, and unnaturally cold.
“Uh… Lily…” I said quietly.
“Ugh… Five janitors…” She muttered kicking some dust from a hoof.
“That earring enchantment… How cold does it make an area?” I asked, remembering her explaining the shield charm once.
“Oh, sorry it is a bit chilly in here. I can suppress it.” She remarked.
Her horn glowed briefly. The temperature did warm, a degree or three but no more.
“Humm…” Lily mused, “Climate control enchantment must be broken.”
“Huh.” I nodded to myself. That actually seemed reasonable. You did need to occasionally tune them, and this one would be a much older spell than my ho-
Somewhere in the empty corridors of the hotel, an audible click echoed. A heartbeat later the faint, tinny, staticy sound of a cheap radio crackled to life!
The last few notes of a haunting melody pierced the silence before a DJ’s voice voice filled the air in their place. “Good morning Ponyville! That was ‘I’m Too Sleepy to Name This, Please Go Away’ by Octavia Melody, a lovely if haunting tune if I do say so myself. Coming up next an exclusive interview with Captain Shining Armor regarding the truth behind the Battle of the Borderlands. That’s right everypony, the tabloid journalism stops here!”
“Why the flying buck is Brook’s show playing on a radio?” I squeaked.
Lily rolled her eyes. “Enchanting a sound system to turn on when customers enter the building isn’t common here I take it?”
Just then the room grew substantially colder! Hoofsteps, half as loud as they should be descended the stairs, turned right, and vanished into an open doorway, the temperature rising back up the second it left!
My heart decided to beat so fast it would explode, so my brain just sort of shut it off, freezing me completely still with complete panic! A panic Lily shared as her tail stood straight up in alarm, eyes widened to dinner plates!
A faint creaking and rustling came from where the hoofsteps vanished to. Something clanged! The hoofsteps came back! The temperature fell sharply! I could see a ball of wadded up thaumaturgic current wrapped around an otherwise non-suspended floating box of cereal!
A few bits of honey roasted wheat floated up from the box, seemingly of their own accord, and vanished with a crunch like shattering bone!
Lily and I screamed in unison! The box fell to the floor with a rattle and thump!
“W-wa-warmmmth…” A faint voice whispered needingly.
I could see frost starting to form on the floor around the box!
I turned, grabbed Lily by the scruff of her neck, wrenched the door open and bolted! Pursued by a lamenting cry of, “Pllleeassse! Warrrmmmtth!” and accompanied by Lily’s insistent screaming of “Fly! Fly! Fly! Fly! Fly!”
“I can’t! Balconies! Rails! too dangerous!” I screamed back, knowing I’d smash into a wall in panic.
Then I remembered the stairs. Yes! Stairs! Up! Up then fly!
I turned and bolted up the staircase, losing my grip on Lily. I almost looked back, but then heard the sound of her hooves skitter on the metal steps, racing up after me!
A skipped heartbeat later and we spilled out onto the roof! I snapped my wings open to take off-
Into the completely empty sky! Oh sweet Celestia no!
“We can’t fly! It will see us! There’s no cover!” I squeaked.
Lily said something, I think it was a curse, each word was half in Equish, half in Germane. “Uh, hide!” She shouted after her garbled oath.
“Where?” I demanded, sweeping a hoof across the empty rooftop.
“House! Duh!” Lily exclaimed sprinting for the small house-like structure’s oken door.
“No! Wait that thing’s in there!” I yelled rushing after him.
“Hahaha! Nope It’s definitely out here and about to eat our bucking plots!” He refuted, yanking the door open with his magic and rushing through the door!
I followed along a split second behind and-
“Surprise!” A crowd of ponies shouted!
The lights flicked on! I was looking right into Pinkie’s super-happy-party-time grin.
And that’s how I learned that thirty one is NOT too young to have a heart attack.
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welp things appeared to turn dark really fast there for a second.
6948939 ANd that's just the forshadowing. Uh... welll not it's more obvious than that. Forelighting?
I think you meant Perfekt.
Präfekt is a magisterial title from ancient Rome.
6948971 Google returns Präfekt as the proper spelling of the German word for 'prefect'. I am inclined to believe google here, as I used to live in Germany, and the language is pretty big on it's use of umlaut. To be fair, your spelling also properly translates, but is spelled in such a way as to not have to use Germanic characters. SO it's just the Americanized spelling, not the German spelling.
I do however thank you for pointing this out to me.
bwahahahaha Oh, that ending. Good thing Azur's a doctor, he's going to need to kick start his heart again (and Scoots' heart, too).
It's not a ghost! XD
And that is a damned fortress. I don't care that it was used as a love hotel, that is a purpose built fortress. One easily defended entrance into an open courtyard surrounded by balconies with one external way up, to make a perfect killing floor. Solid, heavy stone construction with no windows on the lower floors. And those heavy steel doors, likely heavily anchored into the stone, would take a team of strong earth ponies with a quality ram a good bit of time to smash down.
6949008 Good eye there mate! This is what military experience nets you everyone. Architectural scenes to detect fortification measures.
6949045 I'm gonna enjoy your comments on the next chapter, what with your 'forbearing" remark and all.
'Telomere' is just a fancy way of saying 'aglet' because scientists like to sound impressive.
I gotta ask, was that an inspiration-from-typo, or deliberately planned?
Geez, a love hotel that can withstand artillery fire, sweet Celestia's beard!
6949073
Oi! We take on half a million dollars in student loans just for the privilege of spending our entire lives looking very closely at random crap for years at a time just to improve the lives of you non-space-wizards. We get to invent words to sounds smart. It's one of the few perks!
That was typo turned fun moment :D
It would probably withstand a bit more than that... Not the room portions, but still...
Oh my *cackles* that ending! This chapter was great! Very detailed, lots of tension, and then the big surprise at the end! Hehehe, Oh yeah I am loving this. :D
6949085 Thanks! This one was fun to do, I dont dip my hooves into horror often.
Interesting chapter I for one would like to know the history of this 'hotel'. The entire courtyard is a killing field I am a little surprised there isn't arrow slots in the walls. Beyond the C design it almost sounds like a fortress maybe something happened leaving it C shaped
6949101 You forget, this is a magical world. The arrow slits could be hidden via illusion spells. Or perhaps they can be formed and removed on demand, so the building can be sealed in the event of arcane bombardment.
As for it's shape, that design was quite popular with Spanish and Roman villas. Specifically the main building that was designed to be lived in, but also be highly defensible.
6949094
Neither do I, I don't do horror well. (Rarely even watch/read it. I'm more for thrillers than horror stories, if you get what I mean?) But you did it well! :D
6949115 The problem with horror is it lacks compelling things in it. Thrillers are great because they have compelling readings.
6949073
It was totally a typo. If I may, from our skype chat while I was editing:
*Fixes it to 'And'*
Meep Changeling: NO!
Meep Changeling: that was intentional as a joke
popmannn: fine
popmannn: ya big baby...
6949131 Well... I intentionally did not fix the unintentional fuck up... SO uh, yeah!
6949117
Eeeeeexactly! While horror is more so just about trying to scare/gross out the audience. SO yes ahhh awesome chapter hehe.
6949108 I'd lean against illusion as they'd wear off over time. Not sure of power necessary to magically form them maybe they are just very cleverly hidden so that anyone can open them not just Unicorns
6949137 There are ALWAYS aspects of culture that should be horrifying to foreigners and normal to natives. This is Equestria's. It's like the Indian dish that's uncooked monkey brain served from the head of the monkey. Or that one tribe in south east Asia who's name escapes me, but literally have all young boys give older men who have not yet had sex with a woman oral sex because and I quote "It preserves masculinity". Or like how German bedtime stories are NIGHTMARISH, "There was little boy who sucks thumbs. Mother said stop. He said no. She cut off his thumbs. Story over. Goodnight."
As for the scary part of it... These are sapient beings. It would be a surgical operation, not some farmyard work with an old pocket knife.
6948981 But did Lily really mean prefect?
as in https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prefect_(disambiguation)?
6949147 My apologies. It seems dyslexia has punched me in the nose today. Fixing.
6949156 No problem
so lily literaly had a heart attack? great...
I'm just wondering if pinkie ever gets attacked (unitentionally) because one of her jumpscares? she seems to not be the greatest with moderation in that department.
6949176 Probably more than a few times... As a prankster, I can confirm that many people react to certain pranks with a punch. ESPECIALLY the one where you stand still on a porch on Halloween in a cheesy full body costume so you look like a decoration then suddenly turn and grab someone.
6949180 yeah, I've almost stabbed my own dog because he jumped on my lap when I was zoned out.... and I forgot to sheath my blade
I suppose ponies wouldn't be as violent, but I wouldn't want to scare one, rl ponies can KICK.
6949186 We see AJ buck when surprised and frightened. Dash has also resorted to bucking when frightened and angered... They do clearly react with violence given the appropriate stimuli.
6949146 yeah, I'm sure us Americans have a horrifying something somewhere.
it was actually very surgical, but it still ranked a 9.5 on most disturbing thing I've seen, it's not even the blood or organs... it's like... an anti-fetish(?)....
I don't know, the thought of it makes me feel squeamish.
6949189 true, maybe I'm making to much of an assumption off of the cartooniness of the show
6949194 For America's creepy as fuck culture thing, it's our concept of ONLY CAPITALISM IS GOOD! In America, prisons are mostly privately owned companies who make money based on their housed prisoner numbers. Because Corporate interests, this has perpetuated the war on drugs and made our laws harsh as fuck including mandatory minimum sentences. And why we dont have a universal healthcare system and pay the most on the planet for some of the worst medical care around the developed world. But almost every American is cool with this because "Well that's just business."
TLDR; America's creepy as fuck thing to other cultures is being the Ferengi.
6949195 Most people do... My AU's core is simply me looking past the cartoon medium and extrapolating how that world would work without toon physics and trope conventions.
6949199 so that's part of why we're being oppressed so much...
people need education + common sense, not a set of boundaries
6949205 ah, I feel like I should of figured that sooner.
6949214 Don't worry, most people don't work that out. Because of the elements I ad to the mlp setting. Like well... Ancient Aliens, multiverce theroy (wait, no the show did those for me... uhhh...)
Featured! Yesssssss!
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She focus in her slip on tongue and not on her nascent Alicorn powers, good to see that she/he have their priorities right.
Why do I feel the ghost will end up being the janitor or something...
Nice work.
6949390 I know :D It's like every time I upload this after the first chapter it's hit featured status!
6949408
Astonishing magical power < amusing but minor thing that's a bit funny
Actualy, that's the result of Brook pestering her for new music at 4 am :P
Well, if you know me, you'll know that I love monstrous creatures who are people. So yes, if it can talk, it could become a character.
6949429 If it wasn't Vinyl's father sending the Lifegiver a special gift to give the proper feel for the Mad Scientist with the Germaney accent
6949446 That too is a 100% valid thing that could be happening. Troll dad is troll dad after all.
6949451 Though in that case hope he doesn't decide Lilly need proper home decor circa B monster movie labs
Scootaloo, I am a little surprised you don't know the word defenestrate. I mean, considering all the stuff you three have done none of you have ever been thrown out a window before?
Ok first, I think Scotaloo's 'pain scale' might be a bit off, "Impaled in ghastly gorge=10"? WHAT THE BUCK! (also I recall reading a fic where that almost happened) so her "One" might be other's "Nine".
I can see how this went:
Vi: "What you gonna call this new song? I wanna get it out like now."
Ta: "‘I’m Too Sleepy to Name This, Please Go Away."
Vi: "Ok got it." sends it off.
(next day)
Ta: "Vinyl WHAT DID YOU DO?"
Vi: "I sent out your new song"
Ta: "The one I didn't name?!?"
Vi: "But you did..."
Ta: No I.... VINYL YOU ARE DEAD!!!!
Also let me be the first to welcome her majesty Princess Scottaloo, the Princess of Ghosts Yes that is my prediction.
6949226 lol
6949672 was it the one where scoots couldn't die and her friends were imaginary?
You know what they say, Scoots, magic is as magic does.
Neat.
The question of the hour. Of course, with Scootaloo's luck as a formerly crippled pegasus, she's probably going to develop into a hornless alicorn.
Well, with as themed as Ponyville is, it makes a certain sense that they'd have a mad scientist mini-castle to hand over to Lily.
Woah, an actually haunted one, apparently. Twilight lies! But at least it's a ghost that listens to the radio and eats cereal, that's a bit of a relief if you think about it. Sort of implies a certain down-to-earthness.
Thanks, Pinkie.
6949924 no it was called "I can't take this anymore" scoot just jumps off he clif saying, ether I'll fly or die.
(sorry meep if it sounds like I'm promoting, not trying to)
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It's not a ghost, there's no such things as ghosts. You can figure it out if you think about the clues. It's a thing that thas been previously stated as existing.
6949176 Yeah....that's one reason my friends typically don't try to pull jump scares on me, especially if I'm carrying something vaguely club-shaped. I'm one of those that tends to react to jump scares that I don't see coming by attacking it. >.>
6949180 A neighbor did that when I was in middle school, Meep. I had dressed up as the Grim Reaper for Halloween, and when he tried to grab me (because I didn't realize that the statue was him in a suit, as they had some half dozen others too) I bashed him across the face with the wooden pole we were using as the haft of my mock-scythe.
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If it was, Scoots likely would have seen a thaumaturgical flow through the entire form, since a hypothetical undead would require magic actively flowing through it to keep it whole. All she saw was the bit holding up the box of cereal, as would be normal for anyone capable of it levitating said box. (Also, while she isn't infallible, I am pretty sure that Twilight should have a pretty good idea of whether or not ghosts can exist.)
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It's not a ghost!