Nomad’s Requiem
Chapter 3 - Spending Time In A Bakery
Written by Shadowflash
Edited by:
Eldorado
Gunsmith
Narlepoax III
Pre-read by:
Ghoswriter95
RainbowBob
MisterMissusMaster
This damn pony never shuts up. For the past five minutes, we’d been walking in circles and she’d been explaining her life’s story! I had been paying attention, though. I do like to keep information stored in the back of my mind.
Most of the information was about herself growing up on a rock farm, or something. Who farms rocks, like, seriously? The rest was based on her friends—Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Applejack and Rarity. They all met each other locally; Twilight Sparkle was apparently a new addition to their “group”. About three years ago.
“So, that explains all my friends and myself! Oh, oh, want to hear about where I work?!” Pinkie yelled cheerfully.
“Sure. Why the heck not?” I groaned.
“Well, I work over at Sugarcube Corner! Best bakery in town! They make plenty of cakes, candy, pastries, sweets, you name it! The bakery is just over there! Look, look!” I looked over to see Pinkie pointing over at a gingerbread looking house.
It was covered in what appeared to be icing, assorted candy and cupcakes. A small sign pointed towards the entrance stating “Sugarcube Corner.” Boy, this house stood out more than an imp in the middle of winter. Also, aren’t sweets the generalization of candy, pastries and cakes anyways? Whatever, no point in arguing over semantics.
“Lovely,” I sighed, rubbing my bald head of sweat.
“I know, right?! We need to go there for cupcakes sometime an–”
“Pinkie, please... Be quiet. You’re giving me a damn headache!” I made my voice just a tad louder, hoping it’d go through to her.
“What?! You’re crazy!” She giggled. Woohoo, didn’t go through. Stupid, stupid, women.
“No, I ju ”
“C’mon! You can help me bake cupcakes!” She excitedly grabbed my arm. I shook my head furiously.
“To the divine beings of the universe, hell no. You said you’d help me–”
“If I could throw you a party!” Pinkie Pie bounced all around me like a toddler playing with a toy airplane.
“Uhg, but a party doesn’t involve me baking!” I’m seriously getting pissed off by this damn party freak.
“Well, no, but I can’t throw a party without treats! So, c’mon and help me bake!” Somehow, she was floating in front of my face. Her eyes just staring at me.
“If I help you bake for this stupid party, will you please help me?” I’m probably going to regret that.
“Of course!” Pinkie then fell to the ground. “C’mon!” She yelled, grabbing my entire body and thrusting me into the gingerbread house bakery.
To say the least, the bakery was filled with sweets. Didn’t see that one coming, didja? The walls were a shade of yellow that made me want to vomit, and the floor was a sick green colour. If I were designing this place, I would at least know how to use a colour palette. It’s not that difficult! Also, there was a sign that displayed the words “Sugarcube Corner,” which was hanging in front of the doorway. Why was that there? Did people need to see two signs to definitely confirm this as Sugarcube Corner?
On to other details... In front of me sat glass cases holding a variety of sweets and such, along with a cash register on top. Besides that, really, there was a back doorway that lead to what I could see anyways a kitchen and a staircase. All of this was located behind a counter.
“This is Sugarcube Corner!” Pinkie announced. Gee, never would’ve guessed!
“Awesome. Let’s get baking, then,” I started to walk towards the kitchen with feigned excitement, only to be stopped.
“Wait! I gotta make sure Mr. and Mrs. Cake know you’re here!” She then darted off and up the stairs.
“Who?” I stood there, befuddled. Those names are stupid, by the way. Named after a baked good?
So, I waited a few moments before I saw Pinkie jump down the staircase, followed by two others. One was yellow stallion with an orange mane and short tail, while the other was an odd blue mare with a hot pink mane and tail. I assume they were the “Cakes”.
“This is No-Mo!” Pinkie announced to them.
“Uhg, please don’t call me that!” I raised my voice a tad, then looked to the two others. They appeared to be shaking.
“Is something wrong?” I asked simply.
“Uh ... Nothing. You’re just... Quite big,” the stallion, who I assumed was Mr. Cake, spoke with a shaky voice.
“Fear, huh?” They nodded to my question. Good. They should fear me. I am powerful, I am mighty, and I am zealot! I will conquer all!
Kidding. I’m not that stupid.
“Well, don’t be. I’m just here to help Pinkie, so she can help me in return. I’ll be out of your hai–er... Manes in no time.”
“Well, if you say what you mean...” The stallion cleared his throat. “Welcome to Sugarcube Corner. Are you new in Ponyville?”
“Nope. I’ve lived here for over thirty years. I’m more of a hermit and stay in a small shack, living the life of a recluse.” The stallion’s eyes filled with dumbfounded confusion. “I’m kidding. I just find the question a bit stupid. Anyways, yes. I just stumbled on through. Kind of lost, but, Pinkie said she’ll help out if I help her bake.”
Let’s hope she does... I thought to myself.
“Oh, really?” Mr. Cake looked over at Pinkie, who nodded.
“Yuppers! No-Mo here is going to help out! I just wanted to let you two know he’s here and that he’ll be baking for a bit!” Both the Cakes raised a brow, then Mrs. Cake looked at me.
“Do you have any experience with baking at all?”
I nodded. “Indeed I do. I’ve trained a bit in the culinary arts, so that, when I’m in the wild, I can cook things without killing myself.”
Didn’t expect me to be a cook, huh? Everyone’s full of surprises.
“Well, in that case, I’ll let you two get baking. I’ll be keeping an eye on the both of you... Just in case you burn something.” Mr. Cake stated. Me? Burn something? I feel insulted!... Well, not really.
“C’mon, No-Mo! Let’s get baking!” Pinkie then darted off into the kitchen.
“Uhg...!” Damn pony, stop calling me that!
I entered the kitchen and I could see Pinkie bolting around, frantically looking for ingredients. I saw her place them, one by one, on the table in the center of the room. Extracts, flour, eggs, a few bowls, milk, water, soda, juice, and other assortments of random crap.
“So, I’m guessing we should start cooking. I’d rather do it now than wait,” I announced calmly to the mare.
“Yup, yup!” Pinkie still had that damn smile on her face. She’s just doing this to spite me.
I watched as Pinkie started to open the bag of flour and put it in a measuring cup. She then began to crack some eggs and pour milk in a separate cup. At the same time. I could see some physicist rolling in hi Nope, not touching that one with a forty foot pole.
“What are we making? Cakes? Cupcakes? What?” I asked.
“Both! No party is complete without a couple cakes and cupcakes!” She was mixing eggs and smiling at me.
“Alright. What do you want me to do? Stand and watch, or what?” I crossed my arms and gave her a placid look. Well, it felt placid, anyways.
“Well, could you grab a cake pan up in that cupboard.” She motioned to a set of cupboards on the adjacent wall. “And pour the milk in it?” She hummed something softly as she set the eggs on the table, cracking a few more into yet another bowl.
“Sure, sure.” Anything to get you to leave me alone.
I walked over to the cupboard, opened it up and found a cake pan sitting on the second shelf. I pulled it out and placed it on the table. Grabbing the milk, I poured it into the pan and then watched as Pinkie pushed the bowl of mixed eggs to me.
“Pour that in, too!” She smiled brightly. For some reason, she’s being extremely calm.
“Alright.” I poured the mixed eggs into the pan and watched as the creamy substances mixed together to make a... Cream colour.
“So, Pinkie, considering I’m bored and I have to help out with this stuff, is there anything you want to talk about?” I asked as I continued to mix ingredients together.
“Well... When’s your birthday?” Well, that’s unexpected. Might as well answer.
“My birthday is...” When the hell is my birthday? “Uh...”
“Do you seriously not know your own birthday?!” I heard her gasp as my gaze was aimed at the ceiling, trying to figure it out.
“No, no, I know it...” I looked down at the pan, pouring the flour in and then I walked over to a stirring machine sitting under the cupboards.
“You really don’t know, do you?” Pinkie giggled.
“Alright, alright, I don’t know my own birthday. Forgive me for being seven thousand years old and losing track. It’s not like I celebrated it, anyways.” That was the truth, it was a meaningless day, really.
“How can you not remember your own birthday? That’s the most important time of the year!” She half-yelled at me and I just rolled my eyes.
“I simply don’t care about it. After I left my home, I just didn’t keep up with it. Why do you ask, anyways?” I said as I finished mixing the ingredients, taking a break to just talk with this annoying mare.
“Well, I want to know more about you!” The pink pony smiled brightly and I could only raise a brow.
“That’s a first. No one really bothers to try and get to know me. I’m quite shocked,” I said politely. No, seriously, I didn’t mean that sarcastically this time. I promise.
“Wow, really? How does anypony go through life without people wanting to know them?” She exclaimed with a look of bewilderment. “Well, No-Mo, what do you like to do? Hobbies and stuff!”
Hrmph. Hobbies, eh? “Well, I enjoy a little bit of adventuring. I’ve trekked through many planes and what-not and can’t help but enjoy the things I've learned. Other than that, all I ever cared about doing was watching other adventurers play a game I created.” Along with having them kill each other for prizes.
“Ooooo! A game? What kind of game? Hide and seek? Pin the horn on the unicorn?” Pinkie made some childlike suggestions and I just shook my head.
“No, Pinkie. This game was a bit... Different. More-so where these adventurers have objectives and have to work in large teams to complete them and dominate the other team,” I decided to take a seat and so did she. I find it funny that she’s genuinely interested.
“Oh, oh, capture the flag?” she asked excitedly.
“Sort of,” She couldn't see it, but, I was kind of smiling. Don’t know why, I hate her guts and the designs of this world are awful, but I think letting off some of my knowledge of something fun to someone else makes me a tad happier. Besides, I have too much on my mind. Like strudels and grogers.
“But, let me explain how it works. Just in brief and then you can question it after,” I cleared my throat for a moment before starting my explanation. “There are two teams: red and blue. Each team may have a minimum of five members and a maximum of five hundred.”
Her eyes widened at what I assumed was the large number of players. I continued, though. “In the beginning of the game, these players fight each other for control of territory. This territory is used to push the team back to where their primary objective is: a Soul Avatar.”
“Ooo, what’s that?” A smile crossed her face and I just rolled my eyes and continued.
“Well, it’s a giant monster that each team has. The primary objective is to eliminate it to gain points. The team that eliminates the other team’s avatar the most wins,” I stretched my arms for a moment having felt a bit of discomfort. “In order to weaken it, however, you need to dominate the land, as I said before. The most crucial piece of land is the ‘Obelisk’.”
“And why’s that?”
“Well, the Obelisk allows the dominating team to weaken the avatar through the collection of ‘soul gems’ these gems are found by eliminating the various creatures around the ‘arena’, if you want to call it that,” I answered.
“Wait, so, these players fight creatures to get the creatures’ souls...?” I could see a look of worry in Pinkie’s eyes as she asked this. These ponies must be too innocent.
“Yes. They kill vile creatures that the world could do without anyways. So, don’t worry about moral conscience. Same thing goes with players however, through the power of magic, these players don’t die fully. They just come back in a minute or two of waiting in the afterlife,” I tried to lighten up the killing aspect of this. I may be a bit cynical and sarcastic, but I’m far from ruining someone’s life entirely... Excluding Xavier. He can die for all I care.
“Well, that sounds fun! So, you ran all this for what purpose?” Her frown and worry changed to a bright smile. A bit of a relief.
“Well, I do it because I enjoy watching the adventurers fight over the stupidest of things. I offer prizes with various rewards for the winning team, but it’s just so trivial to me,” I chuckled a bit at the thought of a man hugging a baby impling. “I’m not much to attach myself to things, so, whatever floats their boat.”
“So, you don’t remember your birthday and you told me some of your hobbies and an awesome game... But, where do you come from, anyways?” Her eyes filled with what looked like glitter. She should fix that.
“I came from a place called Gielinor, but, if you’re asking for where I was born, I’m not exactly certain about that either. I faintly remember what the plane of existence was called Hospitis was its name and where it is. I don’t go there often because my race is long gone,” I sighed deeply, hoping she wouldn’t ask.
“What do you mean ‘gone’?” And so she did!
“Killed off, died, conquered. Whatever works for you. They’re basically dead, they’re scattered or they’re enslaved entirely. I only survived because I decided I wasn’t going to stay for tyranny and left on my own. I was young when it happened and I prefer not to talk about it right now,” I had hoped to end the conversation there, standing up and doing my duties to prepare the cake.
“Why don’t you want to talk about it, No-Mo?” She asked, myself looking back at her as I started to slid a cake tin into the oven.
“I just don’t. Dwelling on the past never does good for anyone. Sure, my family may have been killed, but I’m here, aren’t I? I should be happy for that,” I hissed slightly at the mention of my personal emotions Happiness sickens me.
“So you don’t care about your own family?” The mare gasped in what looked like surprise. Not that surprising.
“I did. When I was young. Things have changed... I have changed. Whether it was for good, evil or both. Let’s drop it here. We have work to do,” I spoke solemnly. The conversation died after that.
Uhg, I can’t wait to leave this place. Last thing I need is emotional anguish.
Nomad
That tricky motherfucker
He was seriously the hardest thing I ever fought in game
I died so many times fighting him
and each time I would just sob softly into my bag of Doritos
I want to play RuneScape again now.
2699441 you should
2699409
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why yes I am a dirty cheater.
2699409 And then you drank bleach.
Baking cupcakes liek a baws.
2699856 pretty much
2699995 Don't worry, that bastard will be waiting in whatever pitifull excuse of an afterlife there is.
2700018
Oh God, Juna.
Some random sponge said I should read this. So I did.
I'm glad I listened.
~Skeeter The Lurker
2700403
I'm glad you listened too, Skeeter<3
Great job so far, looking forward to more.
2700419
He know's his shit. Why wouldn't I listen?
Also... FOLLOWED.
~Skeeter The Lurker
2700430
ermahgerd, thx<3
You'll feel everlasting love. Everlasting.
2700420
Thank you!<3
2700449
getting ready to read this.
im packing everything...
rune crossbow, diamond bolts (e), black dragon-hide, snakeskin boots, amulet of glory, Helm of neitiznot, chaotic long sword, and lots of prayer potion's and rocktails. you-know the works.
may Saradomen protect me for the first time i had to deal with this asshole it was a nightmare!
Hell-o awesome story!
2693862
if you ever need help ring me up i'm more than antiquated with the lore of Runescape.
i played that game for 7 years. i was in a clan... famous Wilderness Guardians.
So far, after chapter 3, I'm getting hooked! I mean, I don't know much about Rune Scape in general, so reading makes it confusing as fuck. Regardless, I'm keeping this on watch, I want to see what happens! <3
2700730
I've played RS since 07, so we nearly have the same experience. Albeit, you may have more P2P experience than I.
2700750
Same here, I have no idea what all these places are. :P
2700750
Glad you enjoy it. :3
Wow.. Rs and now Mlp combined? interesting mix, I used to play RS on p2p worlds and stuff all the time til around Thanksgiving 2012 when they added an update that was basically a new game. Then I quit. I never managed to do the nomad's requiem quest ( mostly too lazy lol ) this should be a neat story. just kinda wanted to make a post before reading just because its a different mix than you would expect.
2700853
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how i imaged him landing the blow with the godsword.
2699458>>2699441
the game is so addicting, it should be named a drug. when i stopped playing, i actually went through minor symptoms of fucking withdrawal.
2701025
I remember back when I played it seriously (was that 4 or 5 years ago?) I kinda lost my drive for it though after several updates...
I think my networth was a 100 million or so coins, and I was pretty close to maxed out magic. I will always remember my times playing Castle Wars, trolling the other team with ice barrage...
2701025 You miss the awesome world, even if the gameplay has recently gone down the shitter
I never thought I'd ever see a Runescape and MLP crossover in this world. Not that it's a bad thing, just unexpected lol.
2701342 suprisingly enough this is actually the third one I've seen. Rather odd choice of crossover though.
2701342
Saw the title and thought to myself, "It can't be...!"
I remember Nomad! I did him with Ganodermic. HAHAAHA! That made him way too easy. All I can say is that I look forward to the insanity that is sure to come out of this. And now I feel I should get back into RS. Which I might. Damn it.
"Share I tbed"
2700853
I do enjoy Runescape crossovers, and this appears to be written well so far ^_^
Only thing, is, like you said, try and make him a little more serious. Makes it hard to take him seriously :/
Other than that good job so far.
P.S.
Add me in game on RS if you want: RSN- Celestia MLP
2702098
He will slowly get more serious over time, as this is only the "BS" before all the serious stuff. Introducing characters and what-not.
2701025
I'm still going through withdrawal. The game haunts my dreams because I haven't played it in so long.
2701342
Well, y'know. Gotta take a shot in the dark.
2701481
I knew there was at least one or two before this. I just never seen any done well enough. I was originally going to do a Promethean Knight, but changed my mind.
2701732
Ganodermic made him easier when I was fighting him in Dominion Tower for Goliaths. Glad I beat him out of sheer fluke.
2702204
Oh, there is? Well then, another group for my story to be in.
2701143
What is?
2701484 Same here!
2702303
Enjoy.
2702352
Sexy stuff!
Worst story I've ever read.
can't wait till discord and nomad meet.
2702361 That comment was so unexpected, it made me laugh! Thumbs up for you!
I wanst expecting a good runescape story, even less with Nomad, you make me happy
2702533
Glad you enjoy it so far.
2702361
You didn't even read it yet.
2702403
It'll be a lot more chaotic than you think.
*ba-dum-ts*
Runescape... My Little Pony... IM SO ON!!!
hand up and fav cuz i've loved runescape and now i get bored after 15mins (maybe someday)
let's see where it will go
Damn Shadow, and I thought that I had a lot stories going on at once, I'm humbled.
2703001
Just two are on at once. Excluding the clop I need to finish up. But, this one I plan to keep ahead of itself so I don't lose the reader's interest.
2703050
Ah, well best of luck
2703074
In-diddly-deed.