Chapter 17: There goes the Sun
In Canterlot, in the forest, atop the near mountains and in orbit above, the world prepared, for there was a day and a half to go, and so much to do.
In the courts and rooms of the Castle City, Celestia sat through her staffs ministrations with a calm smile, sipping a cup a tea and moving as they indicated, being primped and polished and fed a careful diet (with a cautious helping of cake to help it all down) before being sent to an early bed.
As the alicorn walked along the corridor to her chambers, followed and surrounded by her accompaniment of guardsmen and servants, she mused aloud, finishing her tea and placing it on a presented tray “It is amusing no? For most of the year I guide and watch over all my ponies to ensure their safety, but in the days before an official function the roles are reversed. I am the child to be fussed over and made presentable, not even allowed to polish my own horn.” she laughed, the sound light as dewdrop bells on gossamer string.
The servants joined her, a little nervously, but were silenced when they reached the door, where Celestia swept her wings up to wrap around the servants (the guards smartly sidestepping the net) and pulled them all into her side, the powerful muscles drawing them inescapably closer to where the alicorn could deliver a chaste kiss to each trembling forehead.
She cooed in motherly tones “Oh my wonderful little ponies, you are so good to your silly old princess, I do not know how I would function without you” she let them all go, tittering at the blazes of embarrassed red on each muzzle, which only got fiercer when each flank received a gentle shove from a great white wing “Now my dears, I shall leave my shoes and regalia outside the door, please let the night staff know so they can polish them overnight. But for the rest of you it's early nights all round, we have a busy day tomorrow, preparing for the alien's arrival, and I want all of us rested. Consider this an official decree, get some sleep.”
Not waiting for them to stammer a reply Celestia set her shoes along with regalia down on a convenient stand and pounded her wings to send herself shooting backwards, horn flaring up to close the doors gently behind her. The great alicorn fairly back-flipped into bed and splayed out before suddenly remembering something that made her glance towards the setting sun, giggling as she watched it kiss the horizon.
Oh. Right. Lowering the Sun... Have to lower the Sun, raise Moon” she slapped her horn mockingly “Bad Celestia, forgetting to make the night.” she laughed, a giggle that descended into a sob. “Oh sister... I miss thee already.”
But just as she rolled to get out of bed, the Great Monarch saw something else that made her eyes widen. The Moon was rising, the sun was setting. Without her.
The wrath of gods and judgement of demons would have been swept aside then as Celestia twisted and leapt across her room, landing with a crack of hooves on the balcony, her horn already flaring as she cast the simplest of cantrips, a mana detection spell. Sure enough, up there in orbit above her, there was the familiar tang of Luna's magic at work.
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A few minutes earlier
“KNEEL BEFORE ME WHELPS!”
Jenson bolted from cover, his machine gun forgotten in the churned mud behind him as the screams of his dying companions got nearer and nearer. The spattering of desperate shots and ending wails almost overwhelmed by the bellowing victory shouts of their conqueror.
“PROSTRATE THYSELF IN TERROR!”
“OFFER UP THINE VIRGINS FOR CONSUMPTION!”
There ahead, shelter and supplies, a fresh weapon and an ammo case lay just inside that bunker, a mere five hundred meters ahead. With fresh resolve steadying his limbs, Jenson piled on the speed and gave silent prayer to Titan that he had thought to take the upgraded sprinting augment.
“COWER MEWLING BABES, RUE THE DAY THEE DARED STRAY FROM THY MOTHER'S TEAT”
Another scream cut mercifully short echoed through the trees behind him, from the sound it was probably Lt. Sandra, fighting to the last with her trusty shotgun. Jenson couldn't help but smile, Just a few more metres to safety, just a few more paces until the warm concrete walls of the bunker.
Just a fe- “AAAGH!” Jenson cried out in agony as the back of his legs exploded in pain, sending him to the ground hard, mud splattering him as he struggled to get his arms to support him.
With a straining of muscle and gritted teeth he finally managed to shove his chest free of the sucking mud, twisting round to look behind him. His eyes growing wide as they saw the moon...
… Reflected in her eyes as she stalked towards him, her steps calm as a jungle cat stalking a wounded deer fawn, the smirk on her lips that of a demon while she watched Jenson's desperate glance towards his burning leg, to where her axe had buried itself in the hamstring, it's blood soaked twin hanging from her belt.
Luna came upon her prey in perfect silence, swaying her hips loosely in her easy stride, her dainty feet barely sticking in the mud. The Princess was splattered from head to ankle in thick drops of blood, mud and effluent, the occasional leave stuck on from her trip through the forest foliage.
She placed a filthy boot on Jenson's back to hold him in place while she drew the axe from his leg, making sure he was watching when she licked the blade. At first she was smiling as if it were a piquant wine, but then her face scrunched up, tasting something horrible in the blood, that she then spat straight into her captive's face. When he cringed away her demeanour broke for but a moment for her to apologise “Sorry. Once a herbivore, always a herbivore.”
Before the situation got more awkward, or Jenson could comment, Luna reset her face and brought her arm around in a wide arc, sinking the back-spike into the side of her prey's cranium with a grisly *Crack* of splintering bone, spraying blood in a thin geyser onto her shins.
Even as she dropped her axes and exulted in victory, the world began to dissolve around her, the scenery, her clothes and her weapons breaking up into a thick cloud of specks, fading away into nothing. As virtual normalcy returned Luna found herself caught in the middle of a warm group bear-hug, her ears assaulted by the cheers of her team.
Eventually the embrace ended and the cheers faded away, the six members of her team standing back and grinning. One giant man who closely resembled a boulder with arms and legs chiseled out of it laid a heavy paw (a true paw, shaped and clawed like a fur-less grizzly bear) on her shoulder and let out a deep belly laugh while he shook her “Ha! I knew you had it in you. I told 'em and told 'em, Pony-girl got game.”
Luna kicked her heel at the compliment and smiled, sheepish in the face of such open adoration “Twas nothing really, I just did not want to let you all down.”
The only other female in the group stepped up then, smiling with two rows of shark's teeth “Well don't let it go to your head pony-girl, but you really did good back their. When this idiot” she paused to slap the boulder round the ear, earning a growl, before going on “Got us all taken out in that ambush I thought the match was over. Would have been too, if you hadn't gone all 'angel of death' on their asses.”
The team settled down for the rest period between games, letting a few minutes pass in easy chit-chat -mostly on the subject of Equestria, and how it differed from Earth- before Luna paused to some unseen signal and asked the air
“Eva?” she asked, surety and slight familiarity in her voice.
The apparition that was Eva appeared without fuss or ceremony, as if she had always been there “Yes, Prisoner Luna?” Luna didn't blink at the title, but a few of her team-mates shared uneasy glances at the reminder of their new friend's status on board.
“Can thou inform me of the sun's position on mine planet, in relation to the Castle Canterlot?” She asked, her face thoughtful.
“That is beyond my knowledge Prisoner Luna, I will query ICaAN to find out.” Eva smiled, looking away and beyond, her virtual eyes gaining a thousand-league stare while her lips moved in rapid conversation with a silent being. It was a matter of moments befoore she turned back and said
Dusk will arrive over Canterlot Castle, in precisely three point six minutes” For hat jarring moment, Icaan's emotionless tones came out in place of Eva's usual happy lilt.
Luna nodded at the news and stood, nodding to her companions “I am afraid I will not be around for the next match my compatriots, I must leave.”
Eva sighed as a mother might, hearing their child run off to school “You wish to stop playing Prisoner Luna?”
Luna nodded, her face suddenly stone cold serious.
The apparition's smile gained a sadly happy edge as she waved a hand, Luna's form dissolving away “I hope we meet again soon Prisoner Luna, I have so many games to play with you.”
Luna's final sense of the virtual world were her team waving goodbye with a general chorus of “Till next time Pony-Girl.”
Luna came to consciousness with a jolt, rolling over and gagging as a thick tube slickly slid from her throat, slimy with mucus, lubricant and saliva.
Shaky limbs went to support her limp body while she coughed up a wad of phlegm and examined her hooves and wing. Finding them satisfactory, the Princess looked to her horn and smiled at it's unadorned nature. Tilting her head and glazing her eyes to check some internal clock, Luna steadied herself, horn lowered in ready position.
She muttered low, her voice a stage whisper in the white cell “Even through your magical shield humans I felt the rage of Celestia's dawn.” she slowed and paced her breathing, focusing on a deep in and out. ”Your defences are nigh impregnable, but I am a god. You may have my dignity, my blood, my magic and freedom, but you will never take the moon from me. I will have my dusk.”
With some unseen signal, Luna began to concentrate, her body tightening slowly as some tension built up inside.
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In the observation booth both monitoring engineers and medic watched with rapt attention as the alicorn began to strain.
“What's she trying to do? Overload the emitters?” One asked
An engineer by a different screen nodded “Apparently so” he tapped a button on the keyboard, bringing up a chart “Good effort too, get five or six more of her doing that for another ten minutes she'd break out easy”
A medic cut in with his own screen “Or have a heart attack. If she keeps at it much longer and we'll need to dart her. Dumb bitch is killing herself out there."
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On sensor deck, there was a small crowd gathered to watch the light-show at Mackenze's station, much to her annoyance.
“Will you lot bog off? I'm trying to watch for spikes here!” she barked, waving a cybernetic hand at the assembled crew. Including one Chief Medical officer.
They completely ignored her request however, and smiled.
Growling threats under her breath the Sensor's officer turned back to the screen to watch for the expected spike.
There it was... But different, the dawn spike had been smooth and sharp, something done with obvious ease, this one sputtered and rose slowly, as if it were being dragged up by something under great strain. And it was rising, rising faster and faster right towards them.
Without hesitation or pause for thought Mackenze grabbed the emergency line on the comms
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Captain Morgan always found dusk coming over a planet's horizon relaxing, a. Less so when sensors deck rang up on the emergency comms and screamed in his ear
“SIR! Massive energy wave heading straight for us. Big Sister Celestia level surge.” the voice sounded panicked.
Morgan sat bolt upright, letting his glass of nightcap spill all over the carpet. He asked with more than a little edge to his voice “She's attacking?!”
“No sir, chimeric frequency, millions of variants. We're getting attacked by a whole bloody army of them. No time to evade.”
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The energy surge hit the Dawn as the world's largest storm surge might hit a child's sandcastle.
Their energy shields crumpled like paper under the assault, breaking as ash before a gale.
But doom did not come, instead the surge flowed to one point in the ship. All the condensed raw power of those millions of variant frequencies pouring into one space on the ship, right into the form of a straining alicorn.
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A god was born in the white walled cell, unseen energies blasting through the walls and filling the air with the scent of ozone and burning copper.
Luna's eyes glowed like twin stars in their sockets as the power lifted her hooves from the ground, aches and discomfort washing away a water off duck's back. Her mane and tail growing to their fullest in an instant of glorious expansion, becoming the night-sky in all it's glory.
Luna's smile in this was not vengeful nor angry, no hint of aggression found root in her most genuine of joys. With a flourish of her horn and spread of her great wings -as the incandescent energy flew into her, Luna and her wings seemed to grow several sizes until they matched her sister's in expanse- as the surge reached it's peak Luna poured her magic into one great spell, her most base of sorceries and that which she was born for.
...For long moments there was just her and the spell, revelling in the exultant fulfilment of her most primal purpose...
It faded, the power slowly stopped, her form seemed to shrink as she came down to the floor, her mane and tail shed their dissipating glory until they were but curtains of ordinary hair.
Luna was contented, to judge by her expression, and tone of voice “I am restored.” She sighed happily “Now to escape” if a little maliciously “and teach these apes a lesson in humility before a god.”
With a flourish and a grin Luna lowered her horn too face where she knew the observation wall to be, chuckling darkly before closing her eyes and concentrating...
A minute passed, a familiar look of annoyance took hold and the alicorn growled “Traitorous horn! Thou shall obey and serve me!”
Another minute, followed by vigorous horn shaking and an annoyed roar of “I. SAY. THEE. WORK !”
Annoyance gone, only rage now. “Thou Hast GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!”
The would-be god proceeded to reel off every swearword in every dialect from every language she knew, punctuating each one with a kick to her bed.
Five thousand words, two bleeding hooves and one very battered bed later, Luna's hind hooves gave out under her, flopping like a rag-doll's under her weight. Gasping in exhaustion Luna growled “Traitorous limbs *wheeze* thou truly join mine horn in rebellion? *Cough-Cough* So be it.” Unable to fight her body any longer, Luna sand into an uneasy unconsciousness, barely moving as a white suited medical team came through the hidden door.
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The observation room was rife with relief as the engineers wiped their collective brows, some gasping for air and clutching their knees.
“Thirty seconds to change all the fuses on all twenty emitters. I am impressed” The CEO spoke from the entrance.
One of the engineers thumped his heart a few times and recovered long enough to say. “Impending annihilation is a wonderful motivator sir.”
The CEO nodded “A fair point. Perhaps we could make that into an inspirational poster of sorts.”
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Up on observation deck, CMO McConnell couldn't stop laughing, apart from to say “I was right”, “I knew it” and words to that effect.
She finally calmed down enough to explain when the captain entered and raised his eyebrow, being silent at her.
She wiped away a tear and explained following her salute. “Sorry sir. I just couldn't help it, after all this time my most outlandish theory was proven correct.”
The silence was deafening.
The CMO smiled nervously and explained, pulling out a holo-screen “Alright sir, I'll explain. My theory was based on what I found out from Luna, essentially explaining how this bigger sister, and now Luna, have broken the theoretical upper limit to their powers.” she pulled up a profile image of Luna, with the 'magic' crystal structures superimposed over “this is an image of Luna as you may recognise, here used as a control subject to extrapolate from”
Another tap brought up a chart, with four bars on it, two low and two high. “This chart indicates on the left the upper limit to their powers that I and the CEO calculated, based on body size and an assumed similar crystalline density; the bars on the right here indicate a theoretical upper limit, if the two of them were made entirely out of compressed crystal. Even at the extreme impractical level, this is the far upper limit of what they could generate.”
More silence, but more thoughtful than deafening.
The CMO tapped the screen once more, spawning two more bars on the chart, both utterly dwarfing the older four, going literally off the screen. “This is the power level recorded just now. Impossible, they simply can't generate this much psychic energy, it's completely beyond them.” the medical officer smiled “So they don't..”
The captain's silence was broken just long enough for him to ask “then wh-?” and be interrupted.
By the CMO, as she swept back to make a sweepingly dramatic gesture, indicating the globe below “That does!” She turned back and spread her arms in revelation. “By the look of thing, every single creature capable of it donates their power to these princesses every dawn and dusk. The entire planet is a gigantic psychic generator!” She pointed to the picture of Luna “That's where they get their power from. They're not generating all that power, they're two big fucking focusing lenses, taking all that raw energy, distilling it, amplifying it and shaping it into something useful.”
Morgan had the look of a man far out of his scientific league “okay..” With a few glances about to the stunned crew he stiffened his resolve and asked “.. How do they do it?”
The CMO coughed at that, scuffing her boot “I have no idea yet sir. The way these crystals work should make what they're doing impossible, Luna and Celestia are breaking the rules.” A light lit behind her eyes “But come Titan or Tartarus I will find out how and why.”
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Damnit... you made them OP... Son I am disappoint.
At least give them some kind of real defense?
HUMANITY! HAY YEAH!
I think I would have prefered that the more godlike aspects of the sisters went unexplained. The humans can fry their "ordinary" powers but the connection to the sun, moon, and stars is beyond the understanding of humans who still need to study a wormhole. Oh well. As long as the humans don't negate Discord I can buy it.
Why would they think the power came from the planet in general if they know it had millions of sources. Wouldn't that be enough to guess that it's from millions of ponies or maybe crystals?
1609097 ... That makes far too much sense
Editing now, thanks
*Edited to make more sense, as Master Arzoo suggested.*
1609100
WAIT WHAT!? No... your way was perfect... the power comes from the planet, that's the explanation used in other fan fictions. Eques is it's own power module for the ponies. *Sigh* But alas I am but one reader with few opinions.
1609108
Who's to say that the power doesn't come from the planet.
Not every theory is correct, though some hit close to the mark.
I have no problem with so OP Princessess. Why? Well... Evangelions, duh! Ppl even if they are trying to understand something with science and try to restrain it, there is still the chance that they truly can't keep Angel in check...ekhm...i mean, godess :D
Besides..dayuuum, dude! Nice speed now... you are throwing chapters at us like mad! :D
The more I read the more I want to discard my humanity...
I'm angry with you because Luna is best pony and you have her trapped like a bucking
slave, with the shitty humans experimenting on her... BUCK YOU
1609115
There is no such thing as 'magic' only things science has yet to explain.
This 'magic' is just energy that can be tapped into by the locals.
1609114
Grrr, but if the power comes from the ponies themselves... couldn't an entity like nightmare moon cyphon all of it? HMMMMM!? Where's you God now?!
1609124
Just because they don't like her doesn't mean ponies even have a choice in granting her power. Maybe there's a reason she felt entitled to the world. Or Nightmare Moon could have her own power source; it would be silly if ALL the villains were powered by ponies. For example, by this story's explanations Chrysalis makes perfect sense draining psychic power or forcing victems to channel for her.
For all we know the humans only understand regular pony magic in a rudimentary way and are just guessing wrong about the alicorns.
I really like this fic. It is one of the few human contact ones that gives even remotely divine power to the Sisters. Most make them pretty lame compared to space-tech. I really prefer them to have actual divine power; like unbreakable aspect of the universe stuff... Or better yet be super vague about it; even the show is very unclear about exactly how they work or what they can do, and I think Faust said that was intentional.
1609124 Well in Evangelion manga or/and anime there was no magic too. Only science. And humans still have a really little chance to contain anything :P
1609178
I doubt that... in fact I wouldn't be surprised if humanity utilizes magic in this story. You underestimate our desire for control over a situation and curiosity.
1609174
I haven't seen the show myself, but I don't really see Luna or Celestia as a God-Like figure. They're just normal beings with A LOT of power. Discord is the only who has any right to even touch the subject of godhood, but he's still off by a long shot. But in the end I suppose it just matters what you consider a God.
1609201
the humans already have enough firepower to level cities, assuming Shining Armors shield isn't way stronger than it should be.
1609211
One of my favorite depictions of them is fromShaing The Night, where they are very much godlike. You have a point, though, that in most depictions they are not definitely not omnipotent (I do like to think that Discord could snap and erase the planet though, since he is no fun with limits and its easy to write around his omnipotence due to the crazy). Im mostly happy if the Sisters are just beyond being susceptible to a bullet to the face (my favorite explanation of Celestia's immortality is that she rises like a phoenix when slain, though I forget where I read it) and can throw around power expected from something moving the stars.
1609122
After she inflicted large amounts of damage to their ship and left them stranded who-knows-where.
1609246
Meh... I'm pretty sure she couldn't take an unsuspected bullet to the back of the head... and even if she could, I'm PRETTY sure she couldn't do jackshit against radiation from a nuke, which would destroy her on a sub atomic level. Anyway, once more I feel like I'm destroying the authors comment section.
1609259
Why would radiation be such a trump? We already have stuff that protects against it; most satellites are radiation hardened too, and it doesn't take magic to do that.
A bullet I imagine killing her in the sense that shed be medically dead for a while before regenerating; even in this fic it isn't clear if brain activity is required for regeneration (though it probably is)
Congrats on the feature
1609278
Ummm, for starters she has no idea what radiation is... And satellites tend to NOT be fleshy emotion filled organics, and tends to stay functional even with medium sized doses of radiation. Not to mention Radiation Hardening is accomplished by creating insulated circuitry... so unless Celesita can reconstruct her own body with lead based materials or something else that's radiation resistant, (Can't think of anything off the top of my head at the moment) she's still as vulnerable as the rest of us squishy mortals.
Luna playing games made me
so hard.
1609299
Clearly Celestia is made of better atoms than the rest of us. Seriously though, radiation is just tiny particles moving fast, right? If we are pretending something can move the sun then why are small things exempt from that kind of power?
1609317
Because taking control of smaller things like atoms is harder then grabbing something large like the sun using bruteforce... even so she wouldn't be able to stop every single ionized particle from hitting her, but I still go back to the point of not being able to grab them in the first place. Keep in mind that even light waves are quite larger then atoms and their sub contents.
1609317
I'll go even further and explain as to why Celestia wouldn't be able to protect herself from radiation. Light has a wavelength of about 380 to 740 nanometers. Magic can be seen in the show when being used, therefor meaning that the magic particles are larger then the light wavelength. Since the wavelength of magic is larger then light, it would be physically impossible for Celestia to even grasp the atoms since the largest atom is the Cesium Atom which is 500 picometers.
FUCK YEAH SCIENCE!
(I was listening to this while I gathered the evidence)
Anyway I got class so I gotta ditch on you. Also sorry to SentientHydra for utterly destroying his comments section.
1609361
But magic.
even this fics explanation for unicorn magic is questionable if you consider certain stuff from the show. Special mention to reversing gravity, which is about impossible as it gets in the real world.
Edit: the magic particles are too big!? Clearly you forgot that they exist eight-dimensionally and that the light seen is really just a heat-like side from their flux-capacitance and reversed polarities. Also what's stopping Celestia from making some lead?
1609406
Eight dimensionally? This is new to me... regardless, you still can't fight science dude, particles are big enough for light to bounce off of and/or if they produce light still too big, therefor too big to grasp atoms. As for lead... yeah I guess she could, provided she knew about its protective capabilities.
Ok... I seriously need to get to class now... Also, did you notice we're arguing about whether a pony princess could or could not stop radiation fallout from a nuke... because I just did... and it feels strange to be arguing over something so weird?
1609361
in response to these radiation posts, the sun is ONE BIG FUCKIN NUCLEAR BOMB!! if Celestia is connected to it, i am sure she could handle some conventional radiation. also she stated (and luna proved) that they don't need atmosphere, and the atmosphere stops radiation from killing us. on the thousand years luna was on the moon she would have been hit by at least one solar flare and she wasn't affected too bad.
-therefore radiation cannot harm them (at least not that much)
-don't know about the bullet stuff though
Back to non-silly arguments...
I can't wait to see negotiations go south. Also if the plans for a foe requiring humans and ponies to make common cause wasn't scrapped then there should really be some foreshadowing by now.
1609250 From what we can read the damage was easily repaired and nobody died...
Meh, I just think humanity is shit because we shoot first then ask questions.
There's been so much back and forth on two aspects of the Princesses abilities, I'll jut ask in it's own post to see if any brainiacs can come up with a consensus on yea or neigh.
From what I see, theres been a tug-of-war on if the Princesses can withstand vaccum and hard rads.
Luna was imprisoned on the moon for a thousand years.
If she was not asleep beneath the surface or otherwise part of the moon itself as the Mare in the Moon marking, this would mean she was exposed to both, and lethal temperature extremes, for centuries at a time as well.
BTW, has there been any fanon consensus on where Celestia spent episode 2?
Unless 'Tia was in hiding until the threat from a supercharged, demon-posessed Luna was past, The only clues I can pick up on has her either on the moon or the sun...
Rather than spewing spurious speculation, here's some stuff to fix:
First one is obvious and hilarious, somehow, the second should be room.
Also, maybe include a scene with the engies getting called to the containment cell? I don't know, it just felt like her gloating should have been faster than thirty seconds, so it would make sense if they quickly replaced the arrays without turning them on while she was moving the sun and moon, and activated them during the gloating. Meh, just my opinion.
1609541
No pony casualties either so far; and deciding to punish the "spaceworm" for appearing in
"her" 
night sky seems like a pretty "shoot-first" approach to me.
1609047 Repeat after me.
They
are
Gods.
Hydra set out to make Gods and he succeeded.
I just love it when people write about gods since, what is a god but a being that can do something we humans cant? Though I truly wonder who has the upper hand/hoof?
HUMANITY F*CK YEAH!
HAH!
can raise the moon and they still managed to block her magic
1609841
In your opinion... to me they are nothing more than beings with access to a lot of power, who believe themselves to be Gods. They are far from 'gods'.
1609452
Did I not just explain why they couldn't use magic to stop radiation? You cannot argue with science (Sorta). Magic particles are too large to affect things on a sub atomic level which is where radiation occurs. Tell me have you ever tried grabbing an apple? Obviously you have. Now what about ONE plant cell? Without technology, getting one plant cell alone is impossible, and planet cells are still much larger then atoms.
**EDIT** Luna could have been avoiding it, without even realizing it, I.E. being on the other side of the moon at the time of the solar storm. Otherwise it is just a plot hole, because I've already proven scientifically that magic cannot be used to stop radiation, or at least not this kind of magic.
P.S.
I'm amazed none of you have posted a 'It's magic I ain't gotta explain shit' picture yet.
ih1.redbubble.net/work.7511276.2.sticker,375x360.trixie-aint-gotta-explain-shit-v1.png
1609563
There is no such thing as cold, only lack of heat... It is possible to avoid losing heat using a force field. Even so, if she was IN the moon, it could have acted like a natural cryopreservation storage without her even knowing. -197c is the temperature required for successful cryostorage. The moon’s surface cools to 103c; I would imagine the center is much colder.
1609569 TY for the heads up
I am loving this comment thread. The theories and speculation dancing about is delicious.
I will make an effort deal with some of these questions in story
Love you all
Your friendly neighborhood Hydra
1610242
i was not saying they use magic to stop it, i said they are immune. and in 1,000 years, it is highly unlikely that she was able to avoid ALL solar flares (since the Mare In The Moon image is fixed on the side facing Earth it is probably that she was even unable to move to avoid such flares. )
- also, Magic, I ain't gotta explain shit
1611021
>Implying that she was truly on the moon, and not metaphorically, like spirit only or something. I go back to the point of her being IN the moon not ON.
1611186
the legend was 'the mare IN the moon'; but it read 'trapped ON the moon', so either could be true. also the image was visible, meaning that it was exposed; it also disappeared when she was released, lessening any evidence that it was a prison and more likely luna herself.
1611223
Sooo she turned into a landmark on the moon? I'm sorry..., what?
i.imgur.com/gVUEc.jpg
The whole landmark in the moon further more supports my theory of being spirituality or metaphorically trapped in or on the moon.
Sorry, if that picture offends it was the only one I had that best matched my face.
1611251
to tell you the truth i was stretching a bit far to find any cannon evidence to counter your claim. even i admit that that wasn't much to base a counter off. oh well, good debate though
-also, not surprised wit the expression
1609259
Even if she was at the very limit of the nuclear blast, she would be very much killed. She can take pain, and can definitely heal herself according to this story, but I'd like to see what she would be able to do after she was literally split down to basic atomic scale and thrown about the planet in the air, after being the epicentre of the blast.
1611270
It was also fun debating with you... love every each and one of you.
1609541
...and they were the ones who shot first...
And what makes you think any other civilization would act any differently than we did besides fiction? Nothing....its nature. You don't hate humanity, you hate life and I feel sorry for you...
1609841
Repeat after me....
No they are not.
They are not omnipresent, omnipotent, or omniscient as has been proven time and time again.
What's your argument? They're more powerful than most (remmember chrysalis?) others on their planet? Then are the characters in dbz gods? Nope, just powerful...
1609841
Repeat after me:
They
Lost
To
An
Anti-hat
Beam
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So, no one else has commented on that last sentence? Really?
"Come Titan or Tartarus..."
Well, a goddess (yes, I consider Celestia a goddess) is on her way to the ship now, and SentientHydra did mention a "common threat". And Tartarus is actually in Equestria, so, what could possibly go wrong? Or am I just jumping the gun here?
1611341 Meh