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Estee


On the Sliding Scale Of Cynicism Vs. Idealism, I like to think of myself as being idyllically cynical. (Patreon, Ko-Fi.)

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The heroic life isn't necessarily glamorous. Ben didn't get to fight the most recent alien to pop out of a pocket wormhole, because it collapsed shortly after arrival. The weird quadruped (a hand at the end of its tail, eyes where its nostrils should be) is currently doing nothing more than sleeping the trip off. But the Plumbers need to know what it's doing here -- and as long as it's asleep, there's only one means of interrogation available. Which requires using one of his least-favorite forms, but... that's the heroic life for you.

It's just that someone's already invaded that alien's dream.

And she has no problems with telling Ben how bad he is at it.



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Before I begin, what is this a crossover WITH? You’re pretty good at making it unnecessary to know but I might want to skim a wiki or something.

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Ben 10. I fell off the series before this particular alien showed up so I'd need a wiki myself in order to be more specific.

Oho, poor Ben is suffering from a severe masculinity crisis.

Ben 10 and mlp…. Where have you been all my life!

Thanks for the excuse to rewatch Ben it’s “Ben” an age sense I watched it.

Principal Luna is in the house, and if Ben thought he could skip out on his education, he's about to get schooled. And Ahuizotl gets to play experimental subject for their lessons. Poor guy.

(Not that all aliens had identifiable genitals.)

You ain't kidding. According to Wikipedia, 97% of birds have no external penis.

Most reptiles have 2 (although they typically only use 1 at a times).

Could be worse. A lot of invertebrates, the male DIES during sex.

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it was understood that a Plumber would venture within, deactivate the shielding around one of the strange objects, and finally learn what this button did.

Ah. Contingency DD.

You had to lose yourself in the new body. Operate on instinct, on reflex. Let the form simply... function. It understood how to survive. It led the way.

I can't help but compare your Twilight. She'd either have to learn to let go quickly or have a three-pound unusable burden clamped on a foreleg for the foreseeable future.

Definitely looking forward to seeing where you go with this. It's always a treat to see your signature style of thinking things through with devastating thoroughness applied to another series. Poor Ben has no idea what he's getting into.

wow! Didn't expect this crossover!

And Luna and Ahuizotl came through a portal, into this universe. Why? Why do the interrogation on an alien world...

So many questions, etc! This is gonna be fun!

EDIT: And apparently there are male and female Nemuinas! Heh.

https://ben10.fandom.com/wiki/File:Female_Nemuinas.PNG

The name had layers.

Ben would think about the meaning of a name, since he has to come up with so many.

Ben hadn't been to Mount Rushmore in a while. It was the first of the Plumber headquarters he'd encountered during that summer road trip, and that alone made it a special place. But most of what he remembered about it (beyond the fear and terror and phantom sensations of those strangely-dry facial tentacles running across his arm) was the emptiness.

I have been starving for well-written Ben 10 content! Most of the fanfic kinda suck, and all of the shows have attacks of mediocraty somewhere in their runs.

"School just gets in the way," Ben quickly argued. "You've seen that. I'm out in public now. Nearly everything is. I could do everything here full-time, if I just dropped --"

Honestly, by Omniverse I thought Ben had graduated, but apparently he's supposed to be sixteen. I guess he goes to the same school the Teen Titans and Huey, Dewy, and Luie all go too.

"-- one more word," the old man softly told him, and did while facing forward. Without looking at Ben. "One more word on that sentence, and I send you home."

And there's lots of diffrent sides to this too! Because on the one hand, this is Ben's life at this point. He's a Plumber, and this is one of the rare universes that lets its superheroes collect a paycheck. And Ben does take Plumbing seriously, despite appearances; but we know where that leads. The original Ben 10,000; a Ben so obsessed with Hero Time that he stopped turning human altogether. Of course, Grampa max didn't go on that adventure, but he's still so good at understanding Ben.

But he knew Vulpimancers. (Knowledge which rose from the level of instinct, after spending so much time in the form of one of the watch's ten original species.) Their fur didn't go that dark, not to that deep blue which coated so much of this alien's body. He'd never seen the sky-hued streaks which covered the lower edge of the muzzle, along with the chest and forepaws --

Not forepaws.

He'd just spotted that. The back legs had proper paws, and the claws looked sharp. The fore ended in a quartet of splayed digits. Something which could be folded in to allow for the equivalent of knuckle-walking, because the alien's natural posture was that of the quadruped -- but they could also be utilized as rough hands.

Love seeing Ben the amateur Xenoanthromorphologist. He hates studying and reading, but he does love learning things. When he got the master control he didn't start raising cain (compared to what most kids would do) he started learning about his aliens and comparing them. He was asking childish questions, but it was still science-y. That mindset is why he got to keep the Omnitrix Prototype and the Ultramatrix, before Azmuth gave him the offical model before Omniverse. (The offical model kinda sucked but that's a whole other thing)

He pushed back one sleeve of the battered green jacket.

Okay, but actually, by this point Ben had a hoodie instead of the jacket, which is super vital to who he is as a person and furthermore--
*is yoinked off stage

He raised his left arm, held it out so that the watch's upper panel was facing the cell. The center light turned yellow, and a beam of pure inquiry penetrated that which was not entirely glass.

The light moved up and down across the sleeping form. The tail's fist thumped the floor again, harder. And the Omnitrix beeped. Four tones: two rising, two falling, just before the yellow light went out.

Alright, the Ultramatrix only needed to do a scan, but Azmuth complained about the shoddy craftsmanship. Getting a direct sample like in the OG is probably safer than doing a scan, but Albedo didn't care because all he wanted was his true form back.

...I don't have an unlock for Synaptak's species...

Ooo, deep cut!

Which was why the species hadn't evolved to fight that way.

Nemuinas produced a dustlike substance from pores on their hands and wings, a faintly-glowing trail of yellow. It was a powerful sedative. Just about anything which breathed would fall asleep within a few seconds of taking it in.

I really like it when Ben's aliens have non-combat roles, especially by this point when he's up to. like. Sixty-three?

But then there was the garment itself. Ben constantly denied that Pesky was wearing a dress, no matter how often Kevin and Gwen brought it up. (Kevin usually snickered.)

Rook never met Ben as a ten-year-old, and is therefore slower to torture him.

He manipulated the interface. A fragile-seeming silhouette appeared.

He probably changed the interface from Omniverse's, which is good because it doesn't look good and isn't practical.

When he was ten, he'd never thought about what had to be happening inside. DNA chains ripping themselves apart. Chemical traces of memory trying to find some way to exist. But if Azmuth really wanted to produce horror, he answered questions.

Multiple people had asked him if the process hurt. It didn't. The first things to go in any change were the pain receptors and out of necessity, they were the last things to come back.

He'd also been asked about what it felt like. To be a different species, to see through its eyes and think with its brain. (Pesky's vision ran out at the fringes of orange: anything beyond that showed up as black. The ultraviolet compensation on the other end was especially pretty, but Pesky couldn't remember what red looked like. Pesky couldn't even imagine red...) And with Gwen and Kevin, with whom he could be honest... he'd told them that he couldn't think about it too much. To become a Tetramand and think as a human was to realize that now you had four arms and no idea how to make two of them work. He'd spent his first minute as a Pyronite screaming about being on fire...

You had to lose yourself in the new body. Operate on instinct, on reflex. Let the form simply... function. It understood how to survive. It led the way.

YES.
Desite being the most obviously interesting thing about writing Ben 10 in prose, I haven't found any stories that explore what it's like to turn into a fucking alien. THIS is everything I want so much.

Okay. Just ask.

The alien's wings try to pick up speed. A small body comes in high, because it may only be a dream, but -- it's not sure the dreamer knows that, and this is a dream which won't change. The alien wants to be out of forelimb range.

It comes in above the stranger, and light drifts down in front of those odd eyes.

The stranger looks up.

"You'rrrre hunting for something," the alien says. "Can I help you look?"

Honestly, not a bad opening. Might have worked? I wonder if Pesky is actually inexperienced or if not-thinking-about-it is more related to it's powerset.

The boy he was at ten would have had no trouble describing the creature. It would have instantly become the new girliest thing ever -- just so long as you expanded the definition of 'girly' to include 'is about to kick your ass'.

Ben the brony.

There's something about the way the equine speaks. It's like listening to a newly-graduated English teacher who spent four years in learning when to use 'whom' and five seconds on how to flunk anyone who couldn't.

He caught on to Lunas' core personality traits quick.

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I can't help but compare your Twilight. She'd either have to learn to let go quickly or have a three-pound unusable burden clamped on a foreleg for the foreseeable future

"Don't worry, Ben is really good at not thinking."
"you're not funny, Kevin."

Wow, I didn't know I needed this. but wow.

"School just gets in the way," Ben quickly argued. "You've seen that. I'm out in public now. Nearly everything is. I could do everything here full-time, if I just dropped --"

"-- one more word," the old man softly told him, and did while facing forward. Without looking at Ben. "One more word on that sentence, and I send you home."

This is what being brainwashed by the school system looks like.

EDIT: That's an alarming number of mindless downvotes.

Love me some ben 10 related fics

Really, Luna? You lambast someone who has no knowledge of the person you are observing, not giving them Time to actually answer or explain themselves? You also don't think that maybe, just maybe, some group on the other side of that portal/wormhole Azuhoitl (?) went through might just have questions and a way to ask them of someone asleep?
Where the hell do you get when you shout at someone following the protocol they have for contacting someone in their dreams? Not like they could know you where already in there yourself, after all.

Ok, this is one wacky crossover and I love it but it's the premise that sold it to me. Luna, Ahuisolt captured by the plumbers and Ben need to communicate with them.

That's so perfect.

One, Luna (her dream self) and Ahuisolt are in another universe and planet but also under custody of the locals authorities. Try to exert your right as a ruler on foreign soil Luna, let’s see how it will go. :rainbowlaugh:

Two, what Luna is doing is sketchy as hell and is basically keeping someone in dream against their will.

It's going to be a blast.

An interesting start for a cross-over with a property that I know nothing about. Love the use of Ahuizotl!

Pretty good start to the story but one critique ben really wouldn't care about the whole pesky dust gender thing he would just use it full stop with no fuss but that's just one person's interpretation character

But the Plumbers had experience, and knew that Max's grandson proudly accepted the designation of 'Mobile Disaster Area'.

Estee, this is why I love your work XD

"I'm not making you do anything," the senior Plumber said. "I'm asking."

Which, coming from a respected older family member, is basically forcing.

On a bad day, it was sort of like having a permanently-attached cat. It might appear to cooperate occasionally, but it really did whatever it wanted. It loved to ignore him. And if it ever blew the landing, that was somehow his fault, plus the Omnitrix had totally meant to do that anyway. In that aspect, it was very much like its creator.

aka the best kind of empathic tool

He would have given up the entire weekend and half a summer to have had it be the last.

Yes, more please!

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To be fair, she had no reason to expect Ben to disappear. I imagine her next words if the omnitrix hadn't started beeping would have been to ask what he was doing.

Ok this will complicate things. I wonder how long it will take them to find a way to completely remove the time limiter because that will only keep hindering him. Plus I doubt Ben and Luna are going to be able to stand each other for quite a while.

...at the very least, Ahuizotl isn't covered in a layer of ablative kittens...

Not your usual fare Estee, I didn’t recognise the content until the end. Not bad, I shall follow with interest.

Yup. Azmuth was perfect in this, and I know I'm going to have fun here.

Not many good ben 10 stories on this site.

Comment posted by Shadow Star deleted May 21st, 2023

Do enjoy how much you dive into how Ben's transformations work and how he feels in them, or rather the lack of feeling.

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you *didn't* recognize this incredibly distinctive writing style?

Any rank, if you have one. Every last title you've got.

Oh, you naive fool. Though it's not like he could have known.

He will regrow limbs, given enough time -- but he is incapable of regenerating from a claw fragment.

Not quite the best at what he does.

I -- should have hoped for that from the start. For a chance at communication.

Professional pride is a double-edged sword. Especially when yelling at amateurs blinds you to the implications of having someone to yell at.

A fascinating take on Ahuizotl. One that explains much, and one whose accuracy Ben may see for himself. In and out of universe, so many long for the Omnitrix's power. And that's before considering whatever he actually came to this world to find.

"A device to let one walk in dreams," the visitor breathes. "Such a treasure..."

Wuhoh. I'm getting Vilgax nostalgia.

Hmm... Many things here!

Magic exists, on both sides, and while the Plumbers aren't willing to use magic on the portal, using magic / telepathy on Ahuizotl or Pesky or something isn't as dangerous.

You could embed high-speed capture lenses within human eyes and aliens would show up in front of chronic squinters who'd been fighting off narcolepsy. And there was no means of bringing a camera into dream . Ben had been through an alien encounter, and... it had taken place in effective solitude. No recordings, no outside witnesses.

Which was why the Plumbers had a sketch artist on call.

Irrefutable rules of the universe

It was possible to say, with full accuracy, that Max's cooking was unfit for human consumption. The challenge then turned into identifying the species which any given dish was actually suitable for.

Let him have his hobby

"-- the wings are like a swan's. I'm not sure they're big enough to really get it in the air, but there's at least enough span to give it some gliding potential and longer jumps. And a swan... it can't break your air with a wing strike, Ben: that's a myth. But swans top out at thirty pounds. This thing is going to be a lot heavier. Stronger."

Less mean, though

"-- and she is TOTALLY a girl! "

mare :p

"-- I called you an idiot at first sight," the mare harshly reminds the alien. "I would like to apologize for that now."

"-- the proper term would be moron ."

accurate

Immediately, "My sister's newest thaumatologist?"

I should not be surprised there's a pony with that name

And Ben just gave Ahuizotl a treasure to look for. I also guarantee Ben's given AT LEAST one of his transformations the same name as a Pony.

(In particular, XLR8 had an extremely hard time staying completely still: the Kineceleran tended to vibrate somewhat even at 'rest', and did so at a pace well above the average smartphone's frames-per-second capacity.) And no image could truly convey the otherworldly qualities of their presence, because so much of that rose from the senses which had been left out. Fourarms' skin had that rasp to it, like contacting low-grade sandpaper. Ripjaws... there was salt in the air around the Piscciss Volann, to the point where anyone close enough would begun to taste it.

I love getting more tactile lore like this! (Though if we're being pedantic, I don't know if Smart Phones were common in the early 2000's?)

Bring it down to two senses from five (or six, as being near Heatblast for too long could dehydrate observers), and early pictures of the alien forms tended to look like bad CGI from ancient movies

It can't look that bad, can it?

It was possible to say, with full accuracy, that Max's cooking was unfit for human consumption. The challenge then turned into identifying the species which any given dish was actually suitable for.

I love how Ben doesn't even consider how weird his smoothies are. It doesn't even register.

"-- the wings are like a swan's. I'm not sure they're big enough to really get it in the air, but there's at least enough span to give it some gliding potential and longer jumps. And a swan... it can't break your arm with a wing strike, Ben: that's a myth. But swans top out at thirty pounds. This thing is going to be a lot heavier. Stronger."

There was a tap dance sounding against the inside of his rib cage, and Ben was briefly surprised that his grandfather couldn't hear it. "But it's just some kind of alien horse --"

"-- with a horn," the old man carefully interrupted. "A horn with a point. Which it can lower during a charge and if it can get up to speeds like the horses we know, that's a spear. And you saw the hooves. Hooves which were covered in metal. Horses can kill a human, Ben. Even at pony size. All ours need is a solid kick in the right place, and this one has more options available."

I'm loving this too! The bluster. Ben generally knows he's full of it, he's trying to control how people see him, because he's got a surprising control freak streak buried in him.

Like Gwen if she'd been in an old play and was about to plow into me because I laughed during the kiss in Act Two. "Female. Angry."

Sometimes I feel like charactor voices get buried under you're style, but that sounds just like Yuri Lowenthal.

Those beloved brown eyes were carefully going over his face.

"This could take a few trips to sort out. Repeated transformations."

"I know."

"You have to tell me how you're doing," the old man quietly reminded him. "We have to watch out for a feedback loop."

So much goes unsaid between them.

The alien manages to stabilize the hover, allows the sonic antenna to search. Nothing.

Really digging the sonic antenna addition.

To which a rather insulted Pesky responds with "You first."

Four hooves vibrate lightly against the jungle's soil.

"Your pardon?" the equine lies.

Also nice to see someone push back a little against Luna. When Sunbut does it, it's too personal.

"You can starrrrt," the Nemuina cuts her off (and the light flowing from the hover is becoming brighter), "by telling me who you arrrrre. Your name, for starters. Your full name." Because it might be in a Plumber database under alien legends, even if the equine's appearance is not. "Your position." Which is quickly corrected to "Job." And, because the equine sounds like she's used to being in charge, "Any rank, if you have one. Every last title you've got."

Oh, honey.

"-- Guardian Of The Moon-Lit Roads --"

Oh, I might steal that one.

Very likely smarter than he is

"...Well, Kevin?"
"Nah. Too easy."

But she isn't smarter than Grey Matter

"Then why didn't you ever have Grey Matter hack the Master Control, if he's so smart?"
"Come on, Kevin!"

"One who is clearly too lucky for his own good," the mare snaps, and flaring stars lash against the tall grass. "We have a number of portals, small one. Experimenters tend to create them, generally by accident. Some predate us, and a few are simply there. Getting rid of them is somewhat more complicated. But we do our best to keep them closed. Because if we do not, there is some chance that a moron might come through --"

"I'm not a --"

"-- without first testing to see if he can breathe."

"What, you need air? Lame."

"But he made it!" emerges as a protest. "If he could --"

"-- no," she immediately says. "Because we know something about this particular portal.

I really wish the show remembered that Ben usually has a reason for the things he does.

"How do you know?"

Without a single rise or fall in her voice, "Deduce. How would one normally make such a discovery?"

I like the way Luna is talking like a teacher.

An alien who can't die, I could have someone in the watch who doesn't die...

For ten-ish minutes, let's be cool.

"He... exists to claim," she says. "Whatever another might value. Anything of value. And if he cannot truly claim it for himself, so that it is his alone, forever... then he might destroy it. To deny all others the right of possession. He can pretend towards cooperation, even civility if it brings what he desires -- but no monster can resist their true nature forever. His is greed. He has done much in the name of claiming, and there is always something else to want. Someone who stands in the way. And if they insist on blocking him... then there is a broken body. Something which, for him, has less value than that which departed at death." With a surge of insistence, "He knew the passage would weaken him. Make him vulnerable. He would not have risked it unless there was something of great value on your side. Something of power, something dangerous. But I do not know what he seeks. Simply that if he was willing to take this level of chance, he must not be allowed to claim it --"

Luna. Baby. I love you, but all you needed was "He stole ___ and he will use it to ___." That was at least two minutes of speechifying.

"No," the senior Plumber agreed. "We don't. And she's clearly not coming through to our side to explain herself in person."

"We could ask her to give us copies of any warrant for his arrest," Ben considered. "Since they can send objects through. But... if she's going all the way with this, then she'd fake those."

One of his living gemstone aliens might get through. The Echo Echo's are made of silicon instead of organic matter, and so is Nanomech... and obviouly Goop and The Worst can survive anything.
He could send an Echo Echo through and keep the rest on his side, but it makes sense that they'd interrogate the prisoner first.

We'd need help on magic. And no one's saying that theirs is the same as ours. If we asked a caster to use our spells on the portal, without knowing how it works... that's a huge chance. Especially when the area is a weak spot to start with."

I wonder if the Plumbers have a magic division? SHIELD had WAND... They did something with the Secret Saturday's, and they're a bit magic.

"I remember you." The voice is... controlled. Polite. It's also lightly accented. Ben's memories insist on placing it south of the border. The owner of a villa sitting by his pool, full glass in hand as he contemplates the day. "The dreamwalker. The other one." He pauses. "A native?"

The little alien, who really can't explain the transformation thing right now, just nods.

"Dreamwalkers on this side," the visitor muses. "Fascinating..." The tail's digits briefly clench. "My body. Where is it?"

I don't care about whatever his real voice was, I'm imagining that he's the original Khan.

"And I could say the same about fully trusting you," the visitor casually goes on. "That is why I haven't given you all of the mysteries. Not yet. But you seem like a sapient who might be trustworthy. The small often are, for they need large friends. Perhaps..."

It rears up a little, starts to sit on its haunches. The Nemuina goes higher. The arrival doesn't look offended by that.

"Sister, do I come across as... perhaps a little intense?
"...Wow, how about them Red Sox?"

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Moron? Maybe.
Moron = "Person of subnormal intelligence capable of coherent speech + capable of being taught useful labor. ".

Can ANY teenager meet that definition?

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Grandpa Max is just asking for a Baked Bad to appear on his plate in the instant he blinks.:pinkiecrazy:

If Ben gets into a carefully blended feedback loop with Pesky, would that leave him a Dreamwalker without needing Pesky, the Omnitrix absorbing not just material DNA information that way?

Still no sampling of Auitzotle yet?:trixieshiftright:

As for stresses through wormholes, theres one published collection of SciFi where aliens worked out how to send someone through a wormhole by knitting all theit body into a single threadlike string, and knit it back into a singular physical body at the other end? The big problem I had with that story was the claim that the person waking up on the other end wasnt the person who went to sleep, as they died and ceased to exist. Forgetting that human brains have huge temporal gaps of non existance in conciousness in the millisecond before the neuron can next fire? :unsuresweetie:

If Luna continues to be bitchy with the magic stuff, Max could try to contact his ex-wife, Verdona.

She probably can put the rein on Luna.

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Verdona isn't super trustworthy.

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True. Verdona is probably not very trustworthy if this fall under the Plumber business. But Max probably going using to use the old love spark to try to persuade Verdona for his sake.

Secondly, if Verdona hears that another species try to say they are the master of magic, she probably intrigues by the notion and sought them out.

Part 2 in Estee's unofficial "Crossovers with a teenaged protagonist with reproductive angst" series. And while I can't see Ben having chemistry with Cerea at the moment, I can also see that someone in-universe might ship them if the portal is crossed in that direction.

I liked the canon ending where Azuiholt was actually not a monster but an immortal protector for the ancient artifacts of a long lost civilization thus comming in conflict with archeologists.

To simply relegate him to a monster feel a bit... simplistic.

Let's see if it's like that or the story behind him is more complicated.

This is looking pretty interesting so far.

A question for the penut gallery. I lost interest halfway into Alien Force. What is the current status of the Alien X form and it's universal scale reality warping? I saw a TVtropes summary somewhere that he eventually gained full control of the form and the other conciousnesses in it let him do whatever he wanted. But later the rest of the species put Ben on trial for abusing the powers only to give him a minor community service sentence in the end. I assume that the knowledge that everything he does with the form is being watched and judged by rules he doesn't understand would probably make him consider it an absolute last resort. But, is that the official explination why he doesn't resolve every episode in seconds, or did he lose it later?

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For the record, we have no actual proof yet that he is just a simplistic monster motivated by pure greed. After all, two sides to every story.

Yes, he likely has killed ponies before, but who's to say that didn't happen due being an immortal protector for the ancient artifacts of a long lost civilization fighting off archeologists? Dead pony archeologists tends to get the Sisters upset after all and they likely view him as a monster because of it.

I know that the last sentence was meant to give a suggestion that Ahuizotl was going to become obsessed with the Omnitrix, but it could also simply be a 'In my long life of dealing with powerful, magical artifacts, I haven't encountered one that allows dreamwalking before' reaction.

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My guess? Ben likes looking cool and doesn't use his instant-win forms like Atomix, Way Big, and Alien X unless absolutely necessary. I mean, half the time he defaults to an alien who's abilities amount to 'being strong enough to punch doods.' Also, Alien X's powers probably require a lot of focus Ben lacks, especially in the Omniverse era.

Another headcanon - the two gods in Alien X's head completely forgot about the agreement and can't be convinced they made it, so Ben just uses something less headache inducing. Like Atomix.

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Not to mention Estee excels in giving deep of personality to characters who usually have little.

The little alien blinks. "Oh. Magic. Like Charmcaster..."

Immediately, "My sister's newest thaumatologist?"

"Newest whatsist?"

Eventually, the mutual stare breaks.

"A coincidence of names, I am sure,"

Sure, just a coincidence :trixieshiftleft::trixieshiftright:

If my hunt succeeds... then they can no longer clamp their teeth on the reins." Softly, with devotion, from the heart of dream, "I will separate a world from the alicorns' yoke. And all will be free."

Is he looking for an artifact equivalent to the Rings of Scorchero?

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Lulu being bad with social skills, except intimidation and sarcasm.

In another news, rain is wet.

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New discovery: fire burns

interesting chapter and Luna really needs to work on those interpersonal skills.

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I felt it was hideously contrived and simplistic to redeem him myself. His actions aren't particularly heroic no matter how you slice them. Heroes dont put their enemies in death traps.

However if we *must* keep his artifact-hunter/last of my kind background then we could marry it with a bronze age mentality. Ie: He's a heroic individual...just from an era where you solve every problem through hideous amounts of ruthless violence. Control is desired, bought through might, and via the sword arm is justified right.

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