Equestria has been taken over the by Demon Scortatus. In order to protect her friends from the omnipotent stallion, Twilight agrees to a bet. Will she able to withstand her trials? Or will she give in and join in the debauchery?
Scortatus, it is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. I am Zeta. First off, may I just say, very nice work with the Twilight girl, she has been every so beautifully falling directly into our hands. Though, I must say, I'm rather disappointed so many brutes and immatures were granted such control over this Convent. What purpose is there to undermining such a "pure" being, if you simply force your will upon them? Much better to influence and guide them down the... proper path. But that's neither here nor there. Indeed, now that you have granted us this audience, might I inquire as to what exactly it is you've done to corrupt the sisters quite so quickly? Certainly, that must have been a challenge. I simply can't believe you would ruin your own fun by merely controlling their minds, or allowing others to do so.
To scortatus, if you are receiving this then I ask one question which is.
Do you know how many of us demons in the covenant are actually native to tartarous as like you like actual demons of Equestria and not outsiders?
If not are you not scared by the fact that there are some of us who wished you out of power and those who are not demons wishing to use twilight for their own purposes and that there are demons who are stronger or older than you?
“Mm Scortatus I must say this is certainly a surprise. I had thought you’d leave us to fester in the girl’s head until she broke. Assuage my curiosity. Do you have any plan in mind or are you just allowing the nature of everyone loose the bonds of goodness and society to break her for you?”
The daemon chortles.
“Then there’s also the matter of Discord. Is he still flitting about, fearing your power? Or has he joined with you?”
The daemon’s serpent head flickers it’s tongue.
“And of little Lulu? She alwayssss was a favorite toy to play with.”
well it would seem my message got to her, and she is taking our words to heart at last. the seeds we planted are at last sprouting my friends. that said, i will have to go into hiding for now. the overlords presence nears, i will be back soon enough. *with a flick of his wrist the chimeric centaur turns to shadow and evaporates*
10698038 Precisely. my objection to spure twilight to go after those that thought themselves better then HER, after all what ruler can allow mear peasants to walk all over them. would you allow such a worm to treat you like that? could you expect the masses to respect and follow you if you did?
I'm not saying i want her to place men at the bottom of the poll, as i said i dislike any who view themselves as better for reasons of luck and chance. whether it be male or female, pony or dragon, those who would place themselves above another for something they have not earned... annoys me. in fact as some suspected Thunderlane isn't even acting of his own accord but a puppet of another, a cowardly little man passed his prime who is grasping at embers of power while putting his betters beneath them due to his own envy of their skills.
he is not bringing about domination of the females out of some belief that he is better, but instead using it to justify a grasp at power brought on by petty envy, and to lord over those he knows were smarter and more skilled then him, the fact that they were female is mearly what he is using to make his petty power plays more tolerable and something he can spin. if the genders were reversed they would be doing the same.
as for our future, remember friend we plan to corrupt her, if we succeed why would she hunt down our kind, when should we succeed she will welcome us all. she is our chance to create what Scorutus failed to be, a leader capable of bringing Faust down into the dirt. what great works have we built here. the chaos gods and demons from beyond have grand cities and palaces, crystal gardens and worlds, i look around and we have none of that. we are a barely controled rabble kept in line thru fear and the ocational promise of power. i ask, until now what has the current overlord accomplished, what has your old friend done besides bemoan his fate, punish those that followed him, and try to corrupt the ocational mortal until he was released.
we should have been an organized army, armed and ready to move into equestria. there should have been plans in place, motions for uniting the world beneath us. readying the world for the move on Faust and the rest. instead he has spent his time indulging, entering into bets, empowering mortals just to lord over how oh so great he is. hell as this has shown he can't even conquer 1 land in this world, and he has mind control on his side. hell the mortals that assulted twilight likely were brain washed by some other mortal for him to act as such, he couldn't even corrupt them. even his methods of corrupting their society show more brute force methods more interested in hurting one pony then in stabilizing his regime and gaining the peoples loyalty.
thru twilight and her friends she has allies in another world already, and gained an alliance with multiple kingdoms. the kirins, sea ponies (altho she nearly botched that to hell and back), griffins, yaks, dragons, hell the changeling hives were brought to their side thanks to one of her students. hell an enemy who was rewriting time itself was eventually made her friend and servant. it is those skills i desire, to turn enemies into alies, to gain loyalty and trust, that i believe we need. its what the overlord USE to be like, but better, all she needs to a back bone to become more commanding, tainted to see things more our way, all while keeping just enough of that gentle air to lower the defenses of those that would oppose her and bring them into the fold. a sweet voice and a cunning and ruthless mind, with power to back it up. who will work to manipulate first the masses that would oppose her, so that they hail her as their savior while she drags them into damnation.
i would be okay with allowing a world of domination and fuck pets, but i would like it to be one where those who dominate do so thru their own will being just that much stronger then those who will be subservient. where it is earned, thru strength and skill, not simply granted. Or do you think so poorly of your males that you think that they can not gain dominance except on the principle of having a cock and nothing else?
of course as this is collaborative, it is more then just my opinion thats important.
This demon immediately tries to distance himself a bit from the rest, clearly unhappy with being associated with the rest of the group. He's retained some buggy features, similar to below image, but still fits the (bipedal) devilish mold. He has a pretentious, aristocratic demeanor.
"Well, I suppose it was only a matter of time before you decided to step in, considering how...well, downright rebellious some parts our little clique have grown. And considering you've so very kindly informed us that you've been listening in. Such rebellion is to be expected, of course - it's in our nature, considering what happened with Faust. Speaking of which, I believe some of our number require a bit of a refresher on that little incident. Not I, of course - I may not have been present to witness it myself, but I'm nothing if not a diligent student of such events. Perhaps they could use some schooling on its long-term consequences as well, hm?"
"Oh, and one other thing...what have the other "true" demons been up to? I know you haven't been wreaking havoc on your own - the others wouldn't stand for such a thing - so they must be out somewhere. I'm afraid I've been much too engrossed to keep my attention focused elsewhere, as I normally do - it's like watching a train wreck, you see. Absolutely fascinating. But yes, to restate, where are the others?"
One of the demons of the convent stands up and bows, it had a horn but the tip was more curved and the tip was blood red, its face was that of a stallion, its hair was blonde and brown fur, its eyes They emitted bright red capable of killing someone out of fear, it was a quite harmless alicorn on the outside but on the inside, a sick and perverse bastard and where the true demon was, greetings my lord scortatus here a other demon who admires your work, call me sunny , his mastery over equestria was impressive, I would like to know what else he has planned, here are my questions:
"How did you get to equestria? Were you able to free yourself or were it external means. No Are you worried in the least that twilight will win? she can get really powerful allies.
How did you dominate Equestria? The princesses gave you a fight, from what I can see, they did not hold a round with you, I am not surprised, after Celestia sent Twilight to do everything for her, her fat ass may not be ready to face you.
how did you become the demon you are now and your relationship with the other demons in the tartarus ? I can see that not everyone supports you, Any objection ?.
why did you decide to make a bet with Twilight my lord? It is related to my previous question, if she could bend the world with her immense power, for that the Mane Six were the only rule, if it could be for fun, but like I said she can turn the cards over at any time, I would worry about that.
And finally my lord, you may have already been asked this question my lord, but will twilight she face her minions from hell of her? Say anything like Imps, Demonic Dragons, Minotaurs of Tartarus or Demonic Dragons, I suggest you send the little ones (Imps) they are always a good option to corrupt a poor innocent soul hahaha !.
"well my lord, I'll be watching this great show you have for our favorite sexy ex-alicorn "with an evil smile," but remember, that pony is not someone to underestimate she has many allies and can achieve her goals when she sets her mind to it, with nothing more to say my lord proceeding will torment the life of other mane six of another equestria Hahaha "the being vanishes with his magic. Sunny appears in an empty dimension where black predominates and a sphere in the middle of nowhere shows images of 6 mares trapped in hell surrounded by various perverted creatures and ready to make them their slaves of hell.
*He shudders at the sensation of something... otherworldly touching him, grasps the spot Malice put his clawed hand on. It had felt strangely sticky yet flaking, just for a moment, like dried blood. The six-armed horse shakes his head to look back up towards his 'companions', with a raised brow*
"You appear to believe I have a problem with the unworthy being made to rule. I don't. I am not the champion of honour and equity, and neither are you. Is it fair to have one group rule over the others because of some arbitrary thing? Is it fair to have men rule over females just for having a dick? No. Is it just? No. Is it rational? No. Is it fun?"
*Now, he opens his muzzle to show a smile that, for all the blunt herbivore teeth in his mouth, wouldn't be out of place on a shark*
"Yes. Yes, it is. It's sexy and fun and so much more enjoyable than the plain old metaphorical dick-measuring contests our kind gets up to so easily. Might as well make it a literal dick-measuring contest, I say. And before you claim otherwise, I want the two of you to think carefully about this: In your proposed future, what would keep Empress Darksparkle from heading straight to Antlervík and wipe it from the map?"
*With his piece being said for the moment, he exhales. Turning his head around to look to the far left of the rime-crusted throne room, where inside a fireplace of crackling blueish flame, a crystal orb sits. The stallion called Sleipnir a long time ago, walks over to the orb to peer into the smooth surface where only the fire is reflected. He has his arms crossed behind his back*
"Hrmm. Scortatus. It's been a while, hasn't it? I hope you haven't forgotten about your peers. They—we—are still here. Though the voices have become manifold over time. I don't—I don't remember how that came to be. My memory is... spotty? It hasn't been the same since Faust banished us. Did I approach the caribou chieftains with your spells of corruption, or did... did they approach me..?"
*He shakes his head*
"It doesn't matter. What matters is now. Are you still trying to personally sire a small city of half-breeds, Scortatus? You always were the horny hellhound out of all of us. How are the other eleven Banished? Are they well?"
"Have you taken some of the lesser spirits of this world under your wing? There seem to be less of them around compared to our time. More mortal races, too. I wonder why."
"The Dragon Lord, Ember. She is a fine piece of ass, isn't she, Scortatus? I hear she has a soft spot for Spike, Twilight Sparkle's lap dragon. In fact, she is only ruler of the Dragonlands because he MADE her that. You know of the Bloodstone Sceptre's magical ability to force dragons to obedience? It's still linked to Spike, too. If he could reclaim it... have you considered that avenue?"
"There are more mortal species you need to be watchful for. What is your plan to deal with the buffalo? Their leaders are closely allied with the Apple Clan of ponies. Too close, some might say. Braeburn Apple and the buffalos' chieftain's daughter are said to be secretly be an item. I remember you saying that attraction between the different species, the fetish for the exotic, makes some mortals easier to corrupt. Do you still think that? Or... or was that even you..?"
"Some of my fellow fiends think Blueblood, Canterlot's young prince, is a useless fop. Yet you keep him around. is it because of his blood relation to Celestia? Are you blackmailing him? Or did you offer him an, hm, incentive? Perhaps in the form of beautiful females?"
"How closely are you monitoring the spread of corruption by your agents? It has reached Ponyville, all the way from Canterlot. Are the men who undergo it volunteers, some of them, or only a few? We were wondering about some of the more meek stallions. Are you planning on testing your corruption on other species too? For that matter, the formula leaves females as dumb bimbos. Have you considered a process that leaves more of their minds intact, but twists them into seeking their own humiliation and enslavement?"
"And... what is your plan for the rest of us? Are we to stay here, in Tartarus?"
“You’re right, it is fun as hell. But I’m afraid when father Khorne made me, he gave me a sense of honor that clashes with the rest of my being. I despise worms that don’t have the power to back up their rule. Someone like blueblood makes my skin crawl.”
To emphasize his point the daemon scratches all over his flesh, black ichor oozing from the wounds that hiss closed immediately.
“You worry about your race that you’ve crafted. We can see this. I am quite enamored by that race myself. However part of me craves a bit of poetry. Twilight was long groomed to take the throne of Equestria and I merely want to put her there, but I crave for her to stand for everything that Celestia didn’t want her to be, I want her to stand for the exact opposite she used to stand for. I want Sunset and Starlight to be REVOLTED by what they see! Only for her to BREAK her own mirrors and shatter what she used to be forever more. If she wishes to take a male lover and enslave herself to him after the war I’d have NO issue with this, after all she already craves submission. Why not enamor spike with the idea? During the war he’s her weapon but after, her lord, her TYRANT.”
Saliva dribbles from the mouth of the serpent head as it’s tongue flickers rapidly and the bloodthirster head smiles in glee.
“As for the Caribou, she could easily be convinced they would make loyal warriors if she makes certain concessions. All she would have to do is allow them to take lovers in the army, and she herself would have to be wed to a male. She already has one attached at the hip. Why not let your race fill his head with ideas of taking his queen and her own harem she spawns for his own?”
Malice settles from his tirade winding down from the ideas flashing through his mind.
“You also care for Scortatus, that is evident. He’s a brother to you it seems. Know my intentions aren’t truly malicious. The game is always rigged so that when one power rises it falls not long after. I have no intentions of banishing or torturing him. It’s merely a game to me. I can’t say I even know him all that well. I tore myself into this reality at the promise of a game and I see a piece on the other side.”
Dear Princess Twilight Sparkle, heir to power, princess of friendship, many time savior of Equestria, and unfortunately for the time being Ponyville town bicycle:
I must question the sanity of allowing Spike to go near arcane tomes of forbidden lore and magics, lest we forget Equestria is on a nigh pornographic logistics path towards perversion. Coupled with a rather insensitive remark on cock sizes that the poor lad seems to have taken privately to heart that could only lead to dark, unpleasant places. Unless you've always secretly fantasized about spike undergoing an out of control growth and...having his way with you. Probably best to supervise while he's there.
Furthermore, and most demons would probably like to keep it close to the chest, unless you have a meticulously constructed contract that stacks higher than you are tall the likelihood of a loophole being abused is nearly 100 percent. I realize that you didn't have the luxury at the time, but in case you decide to make deals with others of demonic ilk for more powerful gains or wish to work with the cunning manipulative types *coughchrysaliscough* it's good to have all of your bases covered.
Until next time wishing you the best, or incase you fail at least a happy life in your debauchery,
Ooh switching things up this time are we? I've got an idea this time. Clever of Twilight to reach out to Chrysalis, but perhaps we can flip that script as well... ------------------------------ Master Scortatus, the powers you have taught us have proven invaluable thus far and our numbers are growing fast as more ponies realize the possibilities these spells open up: do you have more to teach us?
Where did you even learn these spells? I suspect understanding the origins and history of this magic will enable us to craft more potent spells... Some of this seems similar to the changeling magic I've studied?
In any case, we are very grateful for your lessons; Is there anything you would like us to do in return?
10698649 "Hmm. My guess is, we will find out more about Canterlot's prince in due time. In fact, I would not be surprised at all if his continued cooperation isn't entirely due to cowardice or hunger for power."
*Among the blue flames, an image of Celestia jerking off a stallion in each hand flickers*
"His former monarch and blood relative told Twilight Sparkle to back off of fighting Scortatus. She probably did the same to him. And with Quirkie Haze's 'experiments' going on, who knows who's even in any shape to resist?"
"Malice. Your position sounds acceptable. I will support this alliance, for now." *He grins* "As of this moment, Scortatus holds all the cards. Why not make things a little more... sporting? But ah, I will not lie to you, fellow fiends: My goal will always, primarily, be about wringing what enjoyment I can get out of this world. Which reminds me."
*Sleipnir peers up, grey clouds rolling in his eyes. His brow is furrowed in concentration*
"Scortatus. There are six... beings, connected to Harmony. In another time, they would be students of Twilight and her friends. I believe they are destined to become friends again, and stand against you. A griffon, and an earth pony, both boys. And a dragon, a yak, a seapony, and one of those enigmatic creatures calles 'changelings', all of them females. They are out there, with a great and powerful potential they know not of. They are exceptional for their species. Do you have any plans to deal with them?"
Damned Scrotatus, and his manipulation if this reaches you Twilight know I will probably be the one you can most trust out of any of these bastards. I've tried to reach you before, but our mutual annoance has gotten in the way. The long and short of it is that Equestria is still my homeland at heart that I sacrificed everything for long ago, but some did not appreciate what had to be doen.for the greater good and so I'm here as a demon due to Tartarous' influence over me. Heed me when I say I will do everything in my power to put down this scum.
Ask of me anything and if it's within my ability I will do so, however I'm limited in this infernal plane so most I can do is give insight and consultation, unless you found some way to free me of my bonds, but that is not of importance to me anymore my heart may be strong, but physically I have been weakened.
Scrotatus knew of me even before I met him and already planned to hinder me as my loyalty has still not been broken through the ages. No one in Tartarous can die permanently we are all trapped here for various reasons to undergo eternal torture, but know this I have suffered here for a millenia and have not lost faith. War is costly, but it will always be the resort in desperation. If I haven't lost my faith you shouldn't either you made a great step to seek out an old foe, but now you must be willing to sacrifice for your nation as I have. Hold fast dear Twilight know you are not alone, and while you're at it make an old soldier proud.
“Mm yes them... I second this opinion, they could be something of a threat. But at the same time I see opportunity. They could make for a lovely distraction.”
The daemons heads snap to the side as a new voice filters into its ears. The daemon crawls over the walls of tartarus tracking the voice before his body breaks down into smoke. The inky essence reforms in front of the pony. Smoke condenses into a creature with red skin, cloven hooves, bat-like wings, topped with a snarling face decorated with ebon rams horns. Bronze armor glints In the dull firelight of Tartarus.
“And what do we have here?”
The Bloodthirster glowers down at the former soldier.
“You reek of blood and death. How do you intend on aiding Twilight against all of us? You who is as damned as all of we.”
10703068 You think little of experience and practical knowledge, I have been through those battles and politics, where as you have merely watched. I may seem a fool to attempt this maverick streak, but my honor would allow no less than what I have done, something most here do not begin to comprehend. All you should know is that I will, no matter the cost guarantee a future for my former people.
The red and brass daemon’s laughter bellows about the cavern, the convulsing jingling the chains piercing his wings that have skulls of various creatures strung up.
“I know experience little pony. I’ve spilled enough blood for you to drown in its great oceans and collected enough skulls for the blood god to bury you thrice over. But your courage delights me. Your honor amusing. Please continue to make this game amusing for my kin and myself. We’ll see if you get through to Sparkle and if she even believes you considering you’re *here*.”
The daemon continues to laugh as he crouches and takes to the air again, gliding to his former position and waiting. Feeling the approach of the daemon overlord.
"What makes them possible champions of Harmony is also their weakness! They each care a greater amount than is normal for their kinds. That is, all of them save for the earth pony colt. He does care a great deal, but his great fear is never amounting to anything, never living up to his idols, who happen to be Princess Twilight and her friends—the very same mares struggling with a growing desire to debase themselves for a good dicking. If he understands that this should be the nature of the world, and applies this to the two females I can sense the greatest possible attraction to, it will be... interesting."
*The grin turns into a frown; he crosses five arms behind his back, while the sixth tugs at his chin in thought. His head slowly moves this way and that as he peers around his ice-rimmed cell dimension in Tartarus*
"Unless... unless it is love that shields them from corruption. Scortatus, what do you intend to do about the Alicorn Princess of the north? Cadance, the Crystal Princess, the Lady of Love? True love is a dire threat to your regular modus operandi. True love is a difficult thing to twist in the way you do it. And a powerful thing, very powerful. None of the princesses in Equestria's mainland where in True Love, but Cadance... she is. And her husband is a strong soul as well. Strong enough to hold back an army, all by himself. And they are protected by the Crystal Heart. Something I would not want to face without a proper plan. And... hoh?"
*Sleipnir blinks in surprise as he registers the new presense—one of those who began their lives as mortal creatures. A familiar aura, he believes. He narrows his eyes*
"Hrrrm. A former commander of Equestria. One who was so obsessed with victory, they sacrificed each and every soul under their command, instead of sounding the retreat. And when the Sisters came upon them, they were rightfully horrified. Though... you've convinced yourself it was the only way, haven't you? That your sentence was unjust?"
*He chuckles*
"That is wasn't Starswirl's and Scorpan's swift warning that gave the princesses the opportunity to defeat Tirek? No, no, you know better! You know victory is worth any price! It just so happens that it's always, always somepony else who pays it, never you. Or... perhaps you are exactly where you should be. Down here, with us."
The daemon lord’s form folds in on itself and from the smoke slithers the purple scaled serpent, purple and gold armor adorning it’s features and accentuating some as it’s black tongue flickers rapidly and it’s wings beat rapidly.
“Ah yessssssssss, Cadence. Such a perfect storm to twist.”
The serpent daemon’s eyes roll up lost in memory as a green liquid slides from its mouth to drip off its jaw. It audibly hisses on the stone work leaving the smell of an excess of perfume on contact with the ground.
“Love is so easily misled down the road of lust and excess. When Cadence breaks no matter what time or era her very destiny is changed and love as a concept becomes so warped. I’d say she’d make a lovely priority target. Simply deprive her of Shining or break him first and she’ll crumble like a house of cards. So many timelines I’ve merely cast shining down, corrupted her before she even met him, or corrupt twilight to bring about her own corruption. It’s almost like taking the king when corrupting Equestria.”
The serpent laughs remembering the acts it’s committed in other times and places.
10703567 Perhaps I'm a demon of my own right I've had a millenia to mull over my decisions, but I do know that Tirek was a personification of what, I see here leaving me alive to suffer the mental anguish that I've come to terms with. Victory in the end is about what is gained versus lost I intended to do the vary thing no one else did. Stand up with firm feet against unwinnable odds. Go ahead call me a monster I know what I've done, but I also know that none of my men are here suffering the same torture as we are. You do have one thing right I don't play a losing game if I know some victory however pyhrric it might seem to others, will result in a net gain I'll take it.
Know this you all have fallen to the insanity and dark temptations of Tartarous driving you further into a rabbit hole of schemes and treachery. My honor is still my anchor to a semblance of rationality however little I have left. What is your planted foot I wonder, or could it be one that has long left you in favor of insanity?
The serpent daemon clutches it’s breastplate in its ebony claws and gasps before forming a wicked mockery of a grin.
“Trust me little pony you know nothing of insanity.”
The lamia creature beats its wings sending the smells of an almost rancid perfume through the depths of Tartarus. The effect is immediate. Lesser daemons begin to leap on one another in a desperate bid for flesh be it in pleasure or to torment one another. The serpent grins and conjures multi colored fire into the air and it grants a brief vision of a palace made of crystal. Flashes of images wheel faster than one can properly grasp. People trapped in a crystalline labarynth babbling incessantly, tearing at their own flesh. People using blood and other fluids to paint hideously beautiful works of art. Others still flay people alive to create tomes of screaming books. Some are fitted with wires and crammed unceremoniously into howling machines of war.
“I know insanity. We aren’t merely insane little one who clings to notions of honor. Most of us down here are quite terrifyingly sane. We just have boredoms and pleasures to attend to. Our very natures to answer to. On the contrary I’d say you mortals are quite insane. None of us could exist without you. we have unseen laws to abide by. You on the other hand.. hmhmhmhm absolute freedom. And you spend it like this.”
The serpent gestures around Tartarus to the howling souls damned.
10705496 "So you say. But perhaps, Scortatus can shine a little light on things? On what truly happened during the Battle of Horseshoe Pass? And if Twilight Sparkle were ever to know, would she ever listen to you at all? Atrocities can be done in the name of honour just as readily as a simple lust for power, and wrath and pride are deathly sins as well. Yes, I think we should ask Scortatus to show us the truth, mhm!"
10706826 Which truth? The one crafted to cover up the giant oversight of the royal sisters claiming me a coward that sacrificed 50,000 soldiers to save my own hind, or perhaps the rumored ritual I supposedly did with Tirek to make me a demon. Maybe you would like the one about me simply being to lazy to act as I watched an army get slaughtered before me.
The truth to people is what is written in the books if Scrotatus wins his truth will be the truth no matter if we say otherwise. If you want my truth I can tell you what happened, should your "wise" beings even care.
"Throw your soldiers into a position of whence there is no escape and they will prefer death to flight." Any commander who has lived through a final stand would know this piece of knowledge as it was most likely the only thing that let them and their men live. I did not understand the nature of Tirek's power as we merely suspected that he had gained an outside source of magic and gained massive power. The one thing I did understand was that he had decimated a militia of 5000 by himself. The princesses decided that I would deal with it as the elements were too "mysterious" to be used on any simple enemy. So I gained 50,000 of the best equipped soldiers I could muster and used Horseshoe Pass as a choke point for his power as the valley happened to have a natural resistance to magic in its terrain and the valley would be a consideration against any spell too powerful.
As I said before I did not understand the nature of his power at the time so I thought my men would simply fight him to exhaustion. When he revealed his demonic gift of drain we were stumped. Being that I foolishly thought there was a limit I destroyed the cliff side to block any escape or retreat for either of us and lead a final charge with myself at the helm. I fought for an entire day using only my physical ability to fight him as my detachment unknowingly kept fueling him. Whether it was out of spite or recognition of the challenge I possed him Tirek let me live to suffer the consequences of my decisions. The rest is actually fairly close to what the royal sisters told with a few amendments to suit their story.
(tbh my first time role-playing a character this is my attempt to make a MW General Shepherd esq character let me know how I'm doing not too confident with the character just yet)
The daemon lord’s laughter echoes around the cavers.
“My my, so THATS why you’re down here, with a single twist of *fate* you lead the death of five thousand and ended up the sacrificial lamb of the sisters.”
At the word fate the serpent’s form shifts back to its original form of the Lord of Change.
“It seems to me pure wrath against the sisters is what sustains your form down here. Is it revenge you desire against the sisters? Against their replacement Twilight? Or The one who let you live? Or perhaps you’re here as a thorn in all of daemon kind’s hide. So I ask this. What do you WANT little pony?”
The avian creature leans in on his staff, all six eyes affixed on the fallen general.
10708356 As I've said honor is my anchor, my sin I've come to learn is pride. Wrath to me was a temporary notion, but my true hubris is my lack of true humility. I shouldn't say that it is strictly my honor to pushes me to help our dear princess, but the stain that Scrotatus blemishes on my pride.
I took up the role of soldier because of my pride, Equestria IS my pride, I can't be truly spiteful against the royal sisters since the country still ran effectively after their little blunder. They did learn I have to give them credit. However, to go against the honor of truth is where my pride stung.
I'm willing to work with anyone should they not go against my honor code. Corruption through magic and certainly corruption that would put the country through our domain is not something I can agree to. I think we can get along as long as you don't mess with my pride, lamia.
10708519 10708356 10706826 It's very entertaining to watch you guys go back and forth, but I would ask you to tone it down a notch for now. The roleplaying is supposed to be centered around the story, after all. And we wouldn't want the mods to get twitchy, if they perceive this as spamming.
You're free to discuss and react to each other, mind you. But maybe after three whole rounds, it would be best to wait for the next chapter, unless you have something significant to add that can be used in the story.
Still, I'm happy that you get into it so well and I like your comments. Keep it up, just...pace yourself a bit.
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they really don't want Scorutus to find them.
any way i will say this whole thing has been fun, this is playing against type for me since i mostly play the idiot brawn of the group. trying to play a schemer and an idealist has been interesting)
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(So long as we respond to the story itself and less each other it should be fine. As such we’d still have discussions with one another and it should be slow enough so the mods don’t get twitchy.)
10702054 (allow me to rectify this) If you are questioning my intentions Twilight then allow me to ease your concerns a bit, First off my ultimate sin is pride and Scrotatus has blemished it my perverting my homeland.
Secondly let me prove my worth as a tactician, you are in a spot with actually more choices than you believe, you actually have multiple points to take refuge and rebuild most notably with your brother. I shouldn't need to explain how much he cares for you, his doting and overprotectiveness should be all the evidence you need. However, he is actually in a great position having seized control of the ONE rail line leading into the Crystal Empire from Equestria. Let me point this out to you the rebels were outmanned 3 to 1 and still defeated the royal guard. This should tell you something, Celestia like the lover of peace she is never focused on training of a military; the force you're fighting is made up of hormonal conscripts looking to get their dicks wet and a shiny looking militia trained to look pretty in the streets of Canterlot.
Your brother without me needing to even look due to his personality and protectiveness has trained a force that can fight effectively in the harsh winter. All your brother needs to do is blow the rail line either with the enemy train there or not and step back into the tundra. Remember the Winter War in your studies? It would be exactly like that except he isn't facing an overwhelming majority with the dog shit training the royal guard has.
Oh and the changelings great idea all they have to do is shake their hips a bit and information will come flooding out.
However, let me explain this to you Scrotatus can pack his bags and come back to Tartarous, but that won't mean his influence will be gone. In order to best him you not only need to win this challenge you need to put him out of the picture entirely. (you can choose to use this or not it's a plot point from ESO that may be interesting, if you don't like it just use what's above) That's not even mentioning the Planemeld, an ancient demonic spell that would let Tartarous fuse with Equs. Such a thing would let him roam free regardless and would bring the other equally as nefarious demons to your homeland as well. I shouldn't need to stress how bad the situation can become even if you win your little bet. You MUST win UTTERLY.
Scortatus, it is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance. I am Zeta. First off, may I just say, very nice work with the Twilight girl, she has been every so beautifully falling directly into our hands. Though, I must say, I'm rather disappointed so many brutes and immatures were granted such control over this Convent. What purpose is there to undermining such a "pure" being, if you simply force your will upon them? Much better to influence and guide them down the... proper path. But that's neither here nor there. Indeed, now that you have granted us this audience, might I inquire as to what exactly it is you've done to corrupt the sisters quite so quickly? Certainly, that must have been a challenge. I simply can't believe you would ruin your own fun by merely controlling their minds, or allowing others to do so.
To scortatus, if you are receiving this then I ask one question which is.
Do you know how many of us demons in the covenant are actually native to tartarous as like you like actual demons of Equestria and not outsiders?
If not are you not scared by the fact that there are some of us who wished you out of power and those who are not demons wishing to use twilight for their own purposes and that there are demons who are stronger or older than you?
“Mm Scortatus I must say this is certainly a surprise. I had thought you’d leave us to fester in the girl’s head until she broke. Assuage my curiosity. Do you have any plan in mind or are you just allowing the nature of everyone loose the bonds of goodness and society to break her for you?”
The daemon chortles.
“Then there’s also the matter of Discord. Is he still flitting about, fearing your power? Or has he joined with you?”
The daemon’s serpent head flickers it’s tongue.
“And of little Lulu? She alwayssss was a favorite toy to play with.”
well it would seem my message got to her, and she is taking our words to heart at last. the seeds we planted are at last sprouting my friends. that said, i will have to go into hiding for now. the overlords presence nears, i will be back soon enough. *with a flick of his wrist the chimeric centaur turns to shadow and evaporates*
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Precisely. my objection to spure twilight to go after those that thought themselves better then HER, after all what ruler can allow mear peasants to walk all over them. would you allow such a worm to treat you like that? could you expect the masses to respect and follow you if you did?
I'm not saying i want her to place men at the bottom of the poll, as i said i dislike any who view themselves as better for reasons of luck and chance. whether it be male or female, pony or dragon, those who would place themselves above another for something they have not earned... annoys me. in fact as some suspected Thunderlane isn't even acting of his own accord but a puppet of another, a cowardly little man passed his prime who is grasping at embers of power while putting his betters beneath them due to his own envy of their skills.
he is not bringing about domination of the females out of some belief that he is better, but instead using it to justify a grasp at power brought on by petty envy, and to lord over those he knows were smarter and more skilled then him, the fact that they were female is mearly what he is using to make his petty power plays more tolerable and something he can spin. if the genders were reversed they would be doing the same.
as for our future, remember friend we plan to corrupt her, if we succeed why would she hunt down our kind, when should we succeed she will welcome us all. she is our chance to create what Scorutus failed to be, a leader capable of bringing Faust down into the dirt. what great works have we built here. the chaos gods and demons from beyond have grand cities and palaces, crystal gardens and worlds, i look around and we have none of that. we are a barely controled rabble kept in line thru fear and the ocational promise of power. i ask, until now what has the current overlord accomplished, what has your old friend done besides bemoan his fate, punish those that followed him, and try to corrupt the ocational mortal until he was released.
we should have been an organized army, armed and ready to move into equestria. there should have been plans in place, motions for uniting the world beneath us. readying the world for the move on Faust and the rest. instead he has spent his time indulging, entering into bets, empowering mortals just to lord over how oh so great he is. hell as this has shown he can't even conquer 1 land in this world, and he has mind control on his side. hell the mortals that assulted twilight likely were brain washed by some other mortal for him to act as such, he couldn't even corrupt them. even his methods of corrupting their society show more brute force methods more interested in hurting one pony then in stabilizing his regime and gaining the peoples loyalty.
thru twilight and her friends she has allies in another world already, and gained an alliance with multiple kingdoms. the kirins, sea ponies (altho she nearly botched that to hell and back), griffins, yaks, dragons, hell the changeling hives were brought to their side thanks to one of her students. hell an enemy who was rewriting time itself was eventually made her friend and servant. it is those skills i desire, to turn enemies into alies, to gain loyalty and trust, that i believe we need. its what the overlord USE to be like, but better, all she needs to a back bone to become more commanding, tainted to see things more our way, all while keeping just enough of that gentle air to lower the defenses of those that would oppose her and bring them into the fold. a sweet voice and a cunning and ruthless mind, with power to back it up. who will work to manipulate first the masses that would oppose her, so that they hail her as their savior while she drags them into damnation.
i would be okay with allowing a world of domination and fuck pets, but i would like it to be one where those who dominate do so thru their own will being just that much stronger then those who will be subservient. where it is earned, thru strength and skill, not simply granted. Or do you think so poorly of your males that you think that they can not gain dominance except on the principle of having a cock and nothing else?
of course as this is collaborative, it is more then just my opinion thats important.
This demon immediately tries to distance himself a bit from the rest, clearly unhappy with being associated with the rest of the group. He's retained some buggy features, similar to below image, but still fits the (bipedal) devilish mold. He has a pretentious, aristocratic demeanor.
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"Well, I suppose it was only a matter of time before you decided to step in, considering how...well, downright rebellious some parts our little clique have grown. And considering you've so very kindly informed us that you've been listening in. Such rebellion is to be expected, of course - it's in our nature, considering what happened with Faust. Speaking of which, I believe some of our number require a bit of a refresher on that little incident. Not I, of course - I may not have been present to witness it myself, but I'm nothing if not a diligent student of such events. Perhaps they could use some schooling on its long-term consequences as well, hm?"
"Oh, and one other thing...what have the other "true" demons been up to? I know you haven't been wreaking havoc on your own - the others wouldn't stand for such a thing - so they must be out somewhere. I'm afraid I've been much too engrossed to keep my attention focused elsewhere, as I normally do - it's like watching a train wreck, you see. Absolutely fascinating. But yes, to restate, where are the others?"
One of the demons of the convent stands up and bows, it had a horn but the tip was more curved and the tip was blood red, its face was that of a stallion, its hair was blonde and brown fur, its eyes They emitted bright red capable of killing someone out of fear, it was a quite harmless alicorn on the outside but on the inside, a sick and perverse bastard and where the true demon was, greetings my lord scortatus here a other demon who admires your work, call me sunny , his mastery over equestria was impressive, I would like to know what else he has planned, here are my questions:
"How did you get to equestria? Were you able to free yourself or were it external means.
No Are you worried in the least that twilight will win? she can get really powerful allies.
How did you dominate Equestria? The princesses gave you a fight, from what I can see, they did not hold a round with you, I am not surprised, after Celestia sent Twilight to do everything for her, her fat ass may not be ready to face you.
how did you become the demon you are now and your relationship with the other demons in the tartarus ? I can see that not everyone supports you, Any objection ?.
why did you decide to make a bet with Twilight my lord? It is related to my previous question, if she could bend the world with her immense power, for that the Mane Six were the only rule, if it could be for fun, but like I said she can turn the cards over at any time, I would worry about that.
And finally my lord, you may have already been asked this question my lord, but will twilight she face her minions from hell of her? Say anything like Imps, Demonic Dragons, Minotaurs of Tartarus or Demonic Dragons, I suggest you send the little ones (Imps) they are always a good option to corrupt a poor innocent soul hahaha !.
"well my lord, I'll be watching this great show you have for our favorite sexy ex-alicorn "with an evil smile," but remember, that pony is not someone to underestimate she has many allies and can achieve her goals when she sets her mind to it, with nothing more to say my lord proceeding will torment the life of other mane six of another equestria Hahaha "the being vanishes with his magic. Sunny appears in an empty dimension where black predominates and a sphere in the middle of nowhere shows images of 6 mares trapped in hell surrounded by various perverted creatures and ready to make them their slaves of hell.
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*He shudders at the sensation of something... otherworldly touching him, grasps the spot Malice put his clawed hand on. It had felt strangely sticky yet flaking, just for a moment, like dried blood. The six-armed horse shakes his head to look back up towards his 'companions', with a raised brow*
"You appear to believe I have a problem with the unworthy being made to rule. I don't. I am not the champion of honour and equity, and neither are you.
Is it fair to have one group rule over the others because of some arbitrary thing? Is it fair to have men rule over females just for having a dick? No. Is it just? No. Is it rational? No. Is it fun?"
*Now, he opens his muzzle to show a smile that, for all the blunt herbivore teeth in his mouth, wouldn't be out of place on a shark*
"Yes. Yes, it is. It's sexy and fun and so much more enjoyable than the plain old metaphorical dick-measuring contests our kind gets up to so easily. Might as well make it a literal dick-measuring contest, I say. And before you claim otherwise, I want the two of you to think carefully about this: In your proposed future, what would keep Empress Darksparkle from heading straight to Antlervík and wipe it from the map?"
*With his piece being said for the moment, he exhales. Turning his head around to look to the far left of the rime-crusted throne room, where inside a fireplace of crackling blueish flame, a crystal orb sits. The stallion called Sleipnir a long time ago, walks over to the orb to peer into the smooth surface where only the fire is reflected. He has his arms crossed behind his back*
"Hrmm. Scortatus. It's been a while, hasn't it? I hope you haven't forgotten about your peers. They—we—are still here. Though the voices have become manifold over time. I don't—I don't remember how that came to be. My memory is... spotty? It hasn't been the same since Faust banished us. Did I approach the caribou chieftains with your spells of corruption, or did... did they approach me..?"
*He shakes his head*
"It doesn't matter. What matters is now. Are you still trying to personally sire a small city of half-breeds, Scortatus? You always were the horny hellhound out of all of us. How are the other eleven Banished? Are they well?"
"Have you taken some of the lesser spirits of this world under your wing? There seem to be less of them around compared to our time. More mortal races, too. I wonder why."
"The Dragon Lord, Ember. She is a fine piece of ass, isn't she, Scortatus? I hear she has a soft spot for Spike, Twilight Sparkle's lap dragon. In fact, she is only ruler of the Dragonlands because he MADE her that. You know of the Bloodstone Sceptre's magical ability to force dragons to obedience? It's still linked to Spike, too. If he could reclaim it... have you considered that avenue?"
"There are more mortal species you need to be watchful for. What is your plan to deal with the buffalo? Their leaders are closely allied with the Apple Clan of ponies. Too close, some might say. Braeburn Apple and the buffalos' chieftain's daughter are said to be secretly be an item. I remember you saying that attraction between the different species, the fetish for the exotic, makes some mortals easier to corrupt. Do you still think that? Or... or was that even you..?"
"Some of my fellow fiends think Blueblood, Canterlot's young prince, is a useless fop. Yet you keep him around. is it because of his blood relation to Celestia? Are you blackmailing him? Or did you offer him an, hm, incentive? Perhaps in the form of beautiful females?"
"How closely are you monitoring the spread of corruption by your agents? It has reached Ponyville, all the way from Canterlot. Are the men who undergo it volunteers, some of them, or only a few? We were wondering about some of the more meek stallions. Are you planning on testing your corruption on other species too? For that matter, the formula leaves females as dumb bimbos. Have you considered a process that leaves more of their minds intact, but twists them into seeking their own humiliation and enslavement?"
"And... what is your plan for the rest of us? Are we to stay here, in Tartarus?"
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The five headed daemon chuckles.
“You’re right, it is fun as hell. But I’m afraid when father Khorne made me, he gave me a sense of honor that clashes with the rest of my being. I despise worms that don’t have the power to back up their rule. Someone like blueblood makes my skin crawl.”
To emphasize his point the daemon scratches all over his flesh, black ichor oozing from the wounds that hiss closed immediately.
“You worry about your race that you’ve crafted. We can see this. I am quite enamored by that race myself. However part of me craves a bit of poetry. Twilight was long groomed to take the throne of Equestria and I merely want to put her there, but I crave for her to stand for everything that Celestia didn’t want her to be, I want her to stand for the exact opposite she used to stand for. I want Sunset and Starlight to be REVOLTED by what they see! Only for her to BREAK her own mirrors and shatter what she used to be forever more. If she wishes to take a male lover and enslave herself to him after the war I’d have NO issue with this, after all she already craves submission. Why not enamor spike with the idea? During the war he’s her weapon but after, her lord, her TYRANT.”
Saliva dribbles from the mouth of the serpent head as it’s tongue flickers rapidly and the bloodthirster head smiles in glee.
“As for the Caribou, she could easily be convinced they would make loyal warriors if she makes certain concessions. All she would have to do is allow them to take lovers in the army, and she herself would have to be wed to a male. She already has one attached at the hip. Why not let your race fill his head with ideas of taking his queen and her own harem she spawns for his own?”
Malice settles from his tirade winding down from the ideas flashing through his mind.
“You also care for Scortatus, that is evident. He’s a brother to you it seems. Know my intentions aren’t truly malicious. The game is always rigged so that when one power rises it falls not long after. I have no intentions of banishing or torturing him. It’s merely a game to me. I can’t say I even know him all that well. I tore myself into this reality at the promise of a game and I see a piece on the other side.”
Dear Princess Twilight Sparkle, heir to power, princess of friendship, many time savior of Equestria, and unfortunately for the time being Ponyville town bicycle:
I must question the sanity of allowing Spike to go near arcane tomes of forbidden lore and magics, lest we forget Equestria is on a nigh pornographic logistics path towards perversion. Coupled with a rather insensitive remark on cock sizes that the poor lad seems to have taken privately to heart that could only lead to dark, unpleasant places. Unless you've always secretly fantasized about spike undergoing an out of control growth and...having his way with you. Probably best to supervise while he's there.
Furthermore, and most demons would probably like to keep it close to the chest, unless you have a meticulously constructed contract that stacks higher than you are tall the likelihood of a loophole being abused is nearly 100 percent. I realize that you didn't have the luxury at the time, but in case you decide to make deals with others of demonic ilk for more powerful gains or wish to work with the cunning manipulative types *coughchrysaliscough* it's good to have all of your bases covered.
Until next time wishing you the best, or incase you fail at least a happy life in your debauchery,
'a normal unicorn' Misty Spell.
Ooh switching things up this time are we? I've got an idea this time. Clever of Twilight to reach out to Chrysalis, but perhaps we can flip that script as well...
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Master Scortatus, the powers you have taught us have proven invaluable thus far and our numbers are growing fast as more ponies realize the possibilities these spells open up: do you have more to teach us?
Where did you even learn these spells? I suspect understanding the origins and history of this magic will enable us to craft more potent spells... Some of this seems similar to the changeling magic I've studied?
In any case, we are very grateful for your lessons; Is there anything you would like us to do in return?
With reverance,
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"Hmm. My guess is, we will find out more about Canterlot's prince in due time. In fact, I would not be surprised at all if his continued cooperation isn't entirely due to cowardice or hunger for power."
*Among the blue flames, an image of Celestia jerking off a stallion in each hand flickers*
"His former monarch and blood relative told Twilight Sparkle to back off of fighting Scortatus. She probably did the same to him. And with Quirkie Haze's 'experiments' going on, who knows who's even in any shape to resist?"
"Malice. Your position sounds acceptable. I will support this alliance, for now."
*He grins*
"As of this moment, Scortatus holds all the cards. Why not make things a little more... sporting? But ah, I will not lie to you, fellow fiends: My goal will always, primarily, be about wringing what enjoyment I can get out of this world. Which reminds me."
*Sleipnir peers up, grey clouds rolling in his eyes. His brow is furrowed in concentration*
"Scortatus. There are six... beings, connected to Harmony. In another time, they would be students of Twilight and her friends. I believe they are destined to become friends again, and stand against you. A griffon, and an earth pony, both boys. And a dragon, a yak, a seapony, and one of those enigmatic creatures calles 'changelings', all of them females. They are out there, with a great and powerful potential they know not of. They are exceptional for their species. Do you have any plans to deal with them?"
Damned Scrotatus, and his manipulation if this reaches you Twilight know I will probably be the one you can most trust out of any of these bastards. I've tried to reach you before, but our mutual annoance has gotten in the way. The long and short of it is that Equestria is still my homeland at heart that I sacrificed everything for long ago, but some did not appreciate what had to be doen.for the greater good and so I'm here as a demon due to Tartarous' influence over me. Heed me when I say I will do everything in my power to put down this scum.
Ask of me anything and if it's within my ability I will do so, however I'm limited in this infernal plane so most I can do is give insight and consultation, unless you found some way to free me of my bonds, but that is not of importance to me anymore my heart may be strong, but physically I have been weakened.
Scrotatus knew of me even before I met him and already planned to hinder me as my loyalty has still not been broken through the ages. No one in Tartarous can die permanently we are all trapped here for various reasons to undergo eternal torture, but know this I have suffered here for a millenia and have not lost faith. War is costly, but it will always be the resort in desperation. If I haven't lost my faith you shouldn't either you made a great step to seek out an old foe, but now you must be willing to sacrifice for your nation as I have. Hold fast dear Twilight know you are not alone, and while you're at it make an old soldier proud.
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“Mm yes them... I second this opinion, they could be something of a threat. But at the same time I see opportunity. They could make for a lovely distraction.”
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The daemons heads snap to the side as a new voice filters into its ears. The daemon crawls over the walls of tartarus tracking the voice before his body breaks down into smoke. The inky essence reforms in front of the pony. Smoke condenses into a creature with red skin, cloven hooves, bat-like wings, topped with a snarling face decorated with ebon rams horns. Bronze armor glints In the dull firelight of Tartarus.
“And what do we have here?”
The Bloodthirster glowers down at the former soldier.
“You reek of blood and death. How do you intend on aiding Twilight against all of us? You who is as damned as all of we.”
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You think little of experience and practical knowledge, I have been through those battles and politics, where as you have merely watched. I may seem a fool to attempt this maverick streak, but my honor would allow no less than what I have done, something most here do not begin to comprehend. All you should know is that I will, no matter the cost guarantee a future for my former people.
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The red and brass daemon’s laughter bellows about the cavern, the convulsing jingling the chains piercing his wings that have skulls of various creatures strung up.
“I know experience little pony. I’ve spilled enough blood for you to drown in its great oceans and collected enough skulls for the blood god to bury you thrice over. But your courage delights me. Your honor amusing. Please continue to make this game amusing for my kin and myself. We’ll see if you get through to Sparkle and if she even believes you considering you’re *here*.”
The daemon continues to laugh as he crouches and takes to the air again, gliding to his former position and waiting. Feeling the approach of the daemon overlord.
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"Oh yes, they could be fun to corrupt!"
*He grins widely*
"What makes them possible champions of Harmony is also their weakness! They each care a greater amount than is normal for their kinds. That is, all of them save for the earth pony colt. He does care a great deal, but his great fear is never amounting to anything, never living up to his idols, who happen to be Princess Twilight and her friends—the very same mares struggling with a growing desire to debase themselves for a good dicking. If he understands that this should be the nature of the world, and applies this to the two females I can sense the greatest possible attraction to, it will be... interesting."
*The grin turns into a frown; he crosses five arms behind his back, while the sixth tugs at his chin in thought. His head slowly moves this way and that as he peers around his ice-rimmed cell dimension in Tartarus*
"Unless... unless it is love that shields them from corruption. Scortatus, what do you intend to do about the Alicorn Princess of the north? Cadance, the Crystal Princess, the Lady of Love? True love is a dire threat to your regular modus operandi. True love is a difficult thing to twist in the way you do it. And a powerful thing, very powerful. None of the princesses in Equestria's mainland where in True Love, but Cadance... she is. And her husband is a strong soul as well. Strong enough to hold back an army, all by himself. And they are protected by the Crystal Heart. Something I would not want to face without a proper plan. And... hoh?"
*Sleipnir blinks in surprise as he registers the new presense—one of those who began their lives as mortal creatures. A familiar aura, he believes. He narrows his eyes*
"Hrrrm. A former commander of Equestria. One who was so obsessed with victory, they sacrificed each and every soul under their command, instead of sounding the retreat. And when the Sisters came upon them, they were rightfully horrified. Though... you've convinced yourself it was the only way, haven't you? That your sentence was unjust?"
*He chuckles*
"That is wasn't Starswirl's and Scorpan's swift warning that gave the princesses the opportunity to defeat Tirek? No, no, you know better! You know victory is worth any price! It just so happens that it's always, always somepony else who pays it, never you. Or... perhaps you are exactly where you should be. Down here, with us."
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The daemon lord’s form folds in on itself and from the smoke slithers the purple scaled serpent, purple and gold armor adorning it’s features and accentuating some as it’s black tongue flickers rapidly and it’s wings beat rapidly.
“Ah yessssssssss, Cadence. Such a perfect storm to twist.”
The serpent daemon’s eyes roll up lost in memory as a green liquid slides from its mouth to drip off its jaw. It audibly hisses on the stone work leaving the smell of an excess of perfume on contact with the ground.
“Love is so easily misled down the road of lust and excess. When Cadence breaks no matter what time or era her very destiny is changed and love as a concept becomes so warped. I’d say she’d make a lovely priority target. Simply deprive her of Shining or break him first and she’ll crumble like a house of cards. So many timelines I’ve merely cast shining down, corrupted her before she even met him, or corrupt twilight to bring about her own corruption. It’s almost like taking the king when corrupting Equestria.”
The serpent laughs remembering the acts it’s committed in other times and places.
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Perhaps I'm a demon of my own right I've had a millenia to mull over my decisions, but I do know that Tirek was a personification of what, I see here leaving me alive to suffer the mental anguish that I've come to terms with. Victory in the end is about what is gained versus lost I intended to do the vary thing no one else did. Stand up with firm feet against unwinnable odds. Go ahead call me a monster I know what I've done, but I also know that none of my men are here suffering the same torture as we are. You do have one thing right I don't play a losing game if I know some victory however pyhrric it might seem to others, will result in a net gain I'll take it.
Know this you all have fallen to the insanity and dark temptations of Tartarous driving you further into a rabbit hole of schemes and treachery. My honor is still my anchor to a semblance of rationality however little I have left. What is your planted foot I wonder, or could it be one that has long left you in favor of insanity?
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“Insanity!?”
The serpent daemon clutches it’s breastplate in its ebony claws and gasps before forming a wicked mockery of a grin.
“Trust me little pony you know nothing of insanity.”
The lamia creature beats its wings sending the smells of an almost rancid perfume through the depths of Tartarus. The effect is immediate. Lesser daemons begin to leap on one another in a desperate bid for flesh be it in pleasure or to torment one another. The serpent grins and conjures multi colored fire into the air and it grants a brief vision of a palace made of crystal. Flashes of images wheel faster than one can properly grasp. People trapped in a crystalline labarynth babbling incessantly, tearing at their own flesh. People using blood and other fluids to paint hideously beautiful works of art. Others still flay people alive to create tomes of screaming books. Some are fitted with wires and crammed unceremoniously into howling machines of war.
“I know insanity. We aren’t merely insane little one who clings to notions of honor. Most of us down here are quite terrifyingly sane. We just have boredoms and pleasures to attend to. Our very natures to answer to. On the contrary I’d say you mortals are quite insane. None of us could exist without you. we have unseen laws to abide by. You on the other hand.. hmhmhmhm absolute freedom. And you spend it like this.”
The serpent gestures around Tartarus to the howling souls damned.
“And you think us insane.”
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"So you say. But perhaps, Scortatus can shine a little light on things? On what truly happened during the Battle of Horseshoe Pass? And if Twilight Sparkle were ever to know, would she ever listen to you at all? Atrocities can be done in the name of honour just as readily as a simple lust for power, and wrath and pride are deathly sins as well. Yes, I think we should ask Scortatus to show us the truth, mhm!"
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Which truth? The one crafted to cover up the giant oversight of the royal sisters claiming me a coward that sacrificed 50,000 soldiers to save my own hind, or perhaps the rumored ritual I supposedly did with Tirek to make me a demon. Maybe you would like the one about me simply being to lazy to act as I watched an army get slaughtered before me.
The truth to people is what is written in the books if Scrotatus wins his truth will be the truth no matter if we say otherwise. If you want my truth I can tell you what happened, should your "wise" beings even care.
"Throw your soldiers into a position of whence there is no escape and they will prefer death to flight." Any commander who has lived through a final stand would know this piece of knowledge as it was most likely the only thing that let them and their men live. I did not understand the nature of Tirek's power as we merely suspected that he had gained an outside source of magic and gained massive power. The one thing I did understand was that he had decimated a militia of 5000 by himself. The princesses decided that I would deal with it as the elements were too "mysterious" to be used on any simple enemy. So I gained 50,000 of the best equipped soldiers I could muster and used Horseshoe Pass as a choke point for his power as the valley happened to have a natural resistance to magic in its terrain and the valley would be a consideration against any spell too powerful.
As I said before I did not understand the nature of his power at the time so I thought my men would simply fight him to exhaustion. When he revealed his demonic gift of drain we were stumped. Being that I foolishly thought there was a limit I destroyed the cliff side to block any escape or retreat for either of us and lead a final charge with myself at the helm. I fought for an entire day using only my physical ability to fight him as my detachment unknowingly kept fueling him. Whether it was out of spite or recognition of the challenge I possed him Tirek let me live to suffer the consequences of my decisions. The rest is actually fairly close to what the royal sisters told with a few amendments to suit their story.
(tbh my first time role-playing a character this is my attempt to make a MW General Shepherd esq character let me know how I'm doing not too confident with the character just yet)
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The daemon lord’s laughter echoes around the cavers.
“My my, so THATS why you’re down here, with a single twist of *fate* you lead the death of five thousand and ended up the sacrificial lamb of the sisters.”
At the word fate the serpent’s form shifts back to its original form of the Lord of Change.
“It seems to me pure wrath against the sisters is what sustains your form down here. Is it revenge you desire against the sisters? Against their replacement Twilight? Or The one who let you live? Or perhaps you’re here as a thorn in all of daemon kind’s hide. So I ask this. What do you WANT little pony?”
The avian creature leans in on his staff, all six eyes affixed on the fallen general.
(It’s certainly not bad)
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As I've said honor is my anchor, my sin I've come to learn is pride. Wrath to me was a temporary notion, but my true hubris is my lack of true humility. I shouldn't say that it is strictly my honor to pushes me to help our dear princess, but the stain that Scrotatus blemishes on my pride.
I took up the role of soldier because of my pride, Equestria IS my pride, I can't be truly spiteful against the royal sisters since the country still ran effectively after their little blunder. They did learn I have to give them credit. However, to go against the honor of truth is where my pride stung.
I'm willing to work with anyone should they not go against my honor code. Corruption through magic and certainly corruption that would put the country through our domain is not something I can agree to. I think we can get along as long as you don't mess with my pride, lamia.
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It's very entertaining to watch you guys go back and forth, but I would ask you to tone it down a notch for now. The roleplaying is supposed to be centered around the story, after all. And we wouldn't want the mods to get twitchy, if they perceive this as spamming.
You're free to discuss and react to each other, mind you. But maybe after three whole rounds, it would be best to wait for the next chapter, unless you have something significant to add that can be used in the story.
Still, I'm happy that you get into it so well and I like your comments. Keep it up, just...pace yourself a bit.
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(yeah i have been staying out because my character is suppose to be in hiding, and frankly realized that after they talked, hence they haven't responded in a while.
they really don't want Scorutus to find them.
any way i will say this whole thing has been fun, this is playing against type for me since i mostly play the idiot brawn of the group. trying to play a schemer and an idealist has been interesting)
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(Understandable. I was getting worried about that as well, that's why I tried to add at least a question for Scortatus, but we're probably getting too far off-track by now. )
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Alright soo... how about this we limit to one comment to the story and one reply to another comment per chapter that sound fair to yall?
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(So long as we respond to the story itself and less each other it should be fine. As such we’d still have discussions with one another and it should be slow enough so the mods don’t get twitchy.)
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(allow me to rectify this)
If you are questioning my intentions Twilight then allow me to ease your concerns a bit, First off my ultimate sin is pride and Scrotatus has blemished it my perverting my homeland.
Secondly let me prove my worth as a tactician, you are in a spot with actually more choices than you believe, you actually have multiple points to take refuge and rebuild most notably with your brother. I shouldn't need to explain how much he cares for you, his doting and overprotectiveness should be all the evidence you need. However, he is actually in a great position having seized control of the ONE rail line leading into the Crystal Empire from Equestria. Let me point this out to you the rebels were outmanned 3 to 1 and still defeated the royal guard. This should tell you something, Celestia like the lover of peace she is never focused on training of a military; the force you're fighting is made up of hormonal conscripts looking to get their dicks wet and a shiny looking militia trained to look pretty in the streets of Canterlot.
Your brother without me needing to even look due to his personality and protectiveness has trained a force that can fight effectively in the harsh winter. All your brother needs to do is blow the rail line either with the enemy train there or not and step back into the tundra. Remember the Winter War in your studies? It would be exactly like that except he isn't facing an overwhelming majority with the dog shit training the royal guard has.
Oh and the changelings great idea all they have to do is shake their hips a bit and information will come flooding out.
However, let me explain this to you Scrotatus can pack his bags and come back to Tartarous, but that won't mean his influence will be gone. In order to best him you not only need to win this challenge you need to put him out of the picture entirely. (you can choose to use this or not it's a plot point from ESO that may be interesting, if you don't like it just use what's above) That's not even mentioning the Planemeld, an ancient demonic spell that would let Tartarous fuse with Equs. Such a thing would let him roam free regardless and would bring the other equally as nefarious demons to your homeland as well. I shouldn't need to stress how bad the situation can become even if you win your little bet. You MUST win UTTERLY.
Isn't Night light the name of Twilight's father in canon? If it is the same Night light then I was surprised that she didn't react at all.