MLP Loops 140
140.1 (Evilhumour)
Sunset looked at the teenager next to her and sighed.
"Nyx, your mom is going to kill me if I let you do this, you know that right?" She rubbed her face, looking at the parking lot. "I mean, she'll be here in a few minutes and if she knows I let you go, she's going to lecture my head off!"
Nyx was about to respond when the distinctive sound of a chopper was heard. Turning their heads, they saw a young man dressed in an open dark blue jacket with fur lining around the neck pull up in front of the steps. Stepping off his bike in his form fitting jeans, every student was able to see his chiselled stomach against his black muscle shirt. Pulling off his wolf style helmet and letting his rough, messy orange hair fall to his side, he gave a smile that caused every girl's knees to melt, either single or in a relationship otherwise.
"Oh sweet birch, he's gorgeous!" Sunset place a hand to her mouth, her face blushing horribly as the definition of bad boy walked over to them, with a silver helmet in his hands.
"I know," Nyx smirked as Leman walked up the steps and gave Nyx a kiss on the lips, causing several of the girls to gasp; either in jealousy or delight that the resident daughter of the librarian, the nerd queen, was being kissed by this hunk of teenage perfection. "Hi Leman."
"Hi yourself." He grinned, his hand reaching for her bag which she passed over without a second thought. "Ready to go?"
Placing the helmet on her head, she smiled as the two of them went to the wolf styled motorcycle, Leman placing the bag in the compartment under the seat. Sunset smiled as she watched Nyx got on the bike behind Leman, holding onto him tightly, her head resting against his shoulder. She, along with the rest of student body, began to cheer as they pulled out of the parking lot for Nyx.
That was cut short as someone slammed the doors open behind her, causing everyone to fall quiet.
Sunset gulped, and she slowly turned her head around to face the enraged librarian.
"Sunset Shimmer, did you just let my daughter off with Leman Russ on that bike?!"
Sunset gulped, wondering how she would deal with her unAwake friend and make sure she wouldn't get detention for a month.
Twilight pulled into her house, eying that damn bike in her drive way and did her best not run it over. Opening the door to her house, slammed the door shut and stormed up the staircase.
"Ok, get your damn hands off my daug-" She blinked, her daughter's room empty. She was sure that the two of them would be in there, doing things her Nyxie was too young to do and things that were making her feel old.
"Mama?" Nyx's voice called out from the living room. Twilight gasped, they were doing it down there, in public, where anyone could see them?!
Running back down the stairs, she took a deep breath to begin lecturing the damn boy that was sitting next to her daughter going over their homework??
"Hello Miss Sparkle," Leman smiled at her, putting down the pencil. "How are you?"
"Very good thank you," she said automatically, "What are you doing in my house?" she glared at the boy sitting next to her little girl both hunched over the table.
"Your daughter and I are going over our homework after I gave her a lift home," he shared a smile with her daughter, who was leaning against him now. "I'd be lost without her help Miss Sparkle."
"I see..." Twilight's eye twitched, noticing the two of them were holding hands as well as that they were going over some semi difficult algebra that she knew Leman was having trouble with so they were not lying. Sighing, she changed mental gears in regards to the boy next to her daughter. "Will you be staying for supper Mister Russ?"
"Oh that would be lovely, Miss Sparkle," he smiled. "I heard so much of your cooking from Nyxie; I'd love to finally taste it."
"Thank you," Twilight smiled, walking towards the kitchen. "Afterwards, we can have a nice, long, talk about you dating my daughter."
Twilight smiled as she heard the gulp from the teenage boy, knowing that she still had it.
Emps bit his lip, trying his hardest not to laugh as his son walked past him again, tugging his neck.
"Leman, please come over and let me help you." He waved over his son, who was trying to fix the bowtie on himself again.
With a groan, his son walked over to him as Leman let him fix the pink bowtie around his neck that matched nicely with his blue tuxedo. "Thank you father, these thing are a devil to put on."
"I know my son," the man nodded his head, pulling out the ends to make it perfect. "They always throw me for a loop."
Once again, Leman head jerked up as he hinted that he was Awake. "Thank you father, I would need to stay Awake next time you show me."
"Indeed as I will not always be here to do it for you and your girlfriend would be annoyed at seeing you as a mess." He said, ignoring the prompt to reveal he was Awake this loop, enjoying how none of his sons could figure it out this loop.
"If you are done with Leman," Magnus muttered in his red tuxedo. "Mom can take our picture and we can go pick up our dates; I know that your Nyx wouldn't mind but my Adagio would!"
"Remind me again how the captain of the Chess and Debate team got the leader of the Dazzlings as a date again, brother?" Leman snarked before running a hand through his somewhat washed hair.
"Your girlfriend's friend Sunset hooked us up." Vulkan answered, looking at Konrad who was tapping his foot against the floor. "I don't know why Sunset gave Konrad Sonata as a date but who am I to judge?"
"Boys, are you fighting?" The woman in a beautiful green dress asked, walking down the staircase with a camera in her hands.
"No mom!" The four of his sons said in unison; the Little Mother was still a terrifying presence to any of his sons, Awake or not.
"Good, now stand together please." She said, walking over to Emps, who picked up the photographer bag as his wife this loop was taking picture for the prom. Fluttershy smiled as she began to take pictures of the four of them smiling together with the Emperor doing his best not to break down in laughter as she 'asked' Magnus and Leman to hug each other.
Hearing a car honk, he walked over to the window and saw the limos.
"Boys, your rides are here." Smiling, he watched Leman and Magnus try to shoot each other dirty glares, only to be stopped when Fluttershy coughed. Handing Fluttershy a coat, he watched three of his sons pile into one limo as Leman went into the other one.
"You think they will be ok dear?" Fluttershy sighed, leaning against him as they walked to their car, with Fluttershy sitting behind the wheel.
"I think tonight will be one for the records dear."
Leman watched the clock on the wall, hearing the ticks echo loudly as he tried not to fidget in seat. Twilight simply smiled at him, holding the camera in one hand and her purse in the other hand as she sat opposite of him in the living room.
"Leman,"
"Yes ma'am?" He winced, his voice cracking as he answered her.
"I do not believe I need to remind you that my brother is the captain of the police force, so if you so much as step on her toes, I will-"
"I swear to you ma'am, I will do nothing untoward to your daughter!" Leman responded, paling as he remembered the time the unAwake Shining had once picked him up for a very long talk. Despite everything he had done and gained in the loops, he was still scared witless from Nyx's family as he didn't have his usual strength to back him up as well as the fact disobeying any of them would hurt Nyx's feelings as she had asked him for a baseline loop.
"Good." Twilight said with a smile, nodding her head softly. "Because everything that my brother can dish out, I am far worse." The way that Twilight said it made Leman wished he was fighting unAwake Khorne with limited power right now.
"I-I-" He tried to come up with something to say, but his tongue was tying itself in fear.
"Mom, please stop terrifying my boyfriend." Nyx's voice called out from the second floor. "I'll need someone to dance with and I cannot do it if Leman has fainted."
"Alright dear!" Twilight called back up, turning away from Leman. "One more thing; if you ruin this for her, they will never find your body!" She snapped, glaring at him now with a finger pointed at him.
"Not-woah!"
Leman was short of breath, as Nyx stood at the top of the staircase, in a beautiful silver dress, her purple hair flowing down her shoulders. With a tiny blush, she walked down the staircase as Twilight took picture after picture as Leman stood there with his jaw hanging low.
Finally she reached the bottom and walked up to Leman, examining his appearance before standing on her toes and running her fingers through his hair, messing it up. Smiling, she sat back down as she rocked in her high heel shoes.
"Much better." She said with a giggle, batting an eye at him. "How do I lo-
"Wonderful!" He squeaked out, his legs barely holding back his trembles. "Stunning Nyx."
It was Nyx turn to become all emotions, tilting her head to the side as she blushed from the praise. "Thanks."
Leman reached into his coat and pulled out the corsage to place on Nyx, and blushed. "Um..." he looked over his shoulder, seeing Twilight glare at him.
Oh boy, this was going to be the most difficult thing he ever did: putting on a corsage without getting killed.
Like any soldier, however, Leman simply dug in and went to place the flower on his girlfriend's chest.
Before he could fumble too much, Nyx grabbed his hands and guided them into place. She gave him a reassuring smile and pointedly did not give her mom a coy grin that would have instantly gotten her in more trouble than that time they wrecked the Moon.
Leman gulped as the music began to slow down, with the light dimming in the gym. Konrad was off to the side with Sonata, both of them giggling and seemingly having a blast despite his brother making a bit of a dunce of himself earlier. Vulkan seemed to have a pleasant time with his own date, the two of them in hushed conversation over at the tables now. Magnus and Adagio were also slow dancing; his brother and his date had threatened to steal the show with their dancing skills the entire prom, showing to everyone how nimble the captain of the debate and chess team was. Of course, Nyx and Leman had countered them at every turn with their own dancing and he was sure that they would be crowned king and queen. Then again, it wasn't really fair as Nyx had a much longer time to practice her skills and Leman knew that dancing was just a different style of fighting.
Although, this was more terrifying than any fight he had been in. Leman looked at the crowd, spotting Twilight slow dancing with a man with blue hair with a happy blush on her face and with Father and the Little Mother dancing in another corner, their parents were not really watching what they were doing now. Turning his head to Nyx, he tried to think of how to do this right as none of his soldier training prepared him for this.
"Come on, Leman." Nyx cooed into his ear, leaning against him. "We rarely get to dance, let alone slo-"
Leman had one thought to this whole thing: screw this!
Leman cut her off when he placed his hand around her waist, and his other holding her hand as he slowly stepped in beat with the music, leading Nyx into a dance. Nyx meeped softly while blushing beautifully as she leaned against him, her hand going around his waist to link them together as they dance as one. Slowly, the world began to fade away as it was just the two of them dancing, lost in each others eyes.
She then caused Leman to jump slightly as her hand reached down to his rear and gave a pinch. Giggling softly, she leaned into Leman's shoulder as she grabbed his hand and guided it a bit lower, causing Leman to blush now as his hand raced back to her waist.
"Don't tell me my big bad wolf is scared of little old me?" She cooed into his ear, pulling her head back to stare into his eyes.
"Never, my beautiful night sky." Leman answered, leaning down to give her a kiss which she gave back happily, pausing in place as their lips meet each other.
Suddenly, they heard clapping and cheering. Pulling their heads back, Leman saw they were alone in a circle of students and chaperones. They were giving them both applauds, hoots of good cheer, catcalls, and in the case of one purple mother, the Death Glare.
Blushing, Leman and Nyx bowed for their audience when Principle Celestia's voiced chimed over the speakers.
"I do believe we have our Prom King and Queen, my dear students."
"Indeed sister," Luna said from the stage, smiling at her older sister. "Would Leman Russ and Nyx Sparkle please come up here for your crowns."
Leman, blushing once more, linked his arm with Nyx as the two of them walked their way up to the stage with the student cheering them even louder then before, Twilight seemingly split between panicking, cheering, taking pictures and trying to cause Leman's head to explode with her look alone. The Little Mother, of course, was taking pictures as the prom photographer and father was smirking up a storm.
Leman smiled as the crown was placed on Nyx's head, barely aware of the one being placed on his head by a slightly annoyed Luna-annoyed by the fact he was tall enough that she needed to stand on her tippy toes to place the crown on his head.
Leaning over to Nyx's ear, he whispered a question to her as their hands intertwined with each other.
"Have a good prom Nyx?"
She gave him a peck on the cheek as they bowed, whispering into his ear.
"Best night ever."
And then she pulled him into a very long, very passionate kiss in front of everyone that caused one single mother to faint on the spot.
Twilight stood next to Fluttershy and Emps, tapping her foot before sighing. She looked at Shining who was rubbing his face at what the kids did to get thrown into the holding cell.
"I understand it is typical for teenagers to go to Makeout Point; I understand that." Twilight said, pacing in front of Leman, Nyx, Vulkan, Magnus, Konrad and the Dazzlings. "But what on earth possessed you guys to seal a car to go there?! You had limos!"
Nyx blushed, looking at the floor. "Sorry momma, but I just wanted to treat Leman and his brothers out for a night on the town. Besides, Auntie Lu- I mean, Vice Principal Luna doesn't mind when I borrow her car."
"Yes, when you ask!" Twilight countered. "Where did you even learn to hot wire a car!?"
"I read it in a book?" Nyx said with a weak smile, Leman chuckling before being glared at by Fluttershy.
"Regardless of the fact, I don't think Luna would have pressed charges if you had remembered to put the car in park, Nyxie-sticks." Shining said, eying the door for the eventual arrival of his extended family.
"I did!" She protested before blushing. "I just hit the gear shifter when we got out, it started going forward and..."
"And went off the top of Makeout Point, and into that old wooden library." He muttered, the specialized empty library in the shape of a tree was totaled along with the remains of the car.
Nyx could only groan in embarrassment, with Leman placing a hand around her shoulders as everyone else tried not to laugh.
140.2 (Detective Ethan Redfield)
Dash was sitting outside Sugarcube corner, resting her chin against a table as an exotic music flowed out of store. Twilight stepped towards the shop, to which Dash sighed. A ping echoed from the rainbow maned pegasus, to which Twilight quickly responded, being the only two loopers awake. She muttered, "We got a weird Pinkie this loop."
Twilight blinked. "She's not Cupcakes Pinkie is she?"
Dash shook her head. She continued to shake her head at every nasty, disgusting or downright evil version of Pinkie they ever encountered. After she finished, Dash pointed her hoof at the door, "Go see for yourself."
Twilight shrugged. "Sure. I could use a cupcake to wash away my last loop. Leah Clearwater wasn't even awake this time."
After opening the door, the purple pegasus saw Lyra and Bonbon dancing in a pair of dresses in the corner while a pony she recognized at the Apple family reunion was playing a fiddle. Twilight rang the bell, causing Pinkie Pie to appear in front of the counter, "Morning new pony I've never met before!"
Twilight nodded her head, "Morning. I just arrived in town to check that the preparations for the Summer Sun Celebration are completed and I felt a bit...peckish for a couple delectable confections."
Pinkie blinked, "Peckish, pony who hasn't giving me her name?"
Twilight looked a little bashful, having met Pinkie so many times she forgot to introduce herself, "Sorry. I'm Twilight Sparkle, Celestia's Personal Protege`. And I'd like to buy some cupcakes."
The pink pony's mouth opened wide, "Ooohhhh! That sound fancy! What's a protege`?"
The music had been going for quite a bit now and showed no sign of stopping. Twilight looked at them and sighed. "I'm the princess' student. What's with the dancers and fiddle?"
"That's sound swell! As for the music, it's what separates us from all the other cupcake shops in Ponyville."
This time, it was Twilight who blinked in confusion. "I'm sorry, other cupcake shops?"
Pinkie nodded. "Yepperoni!"
She leaned in close to Twilight, as if conveying a dark secret. "They're spread throughout Ponyville, just looking to take our customers."
Twilight quirked an eye at the pony. "Riiight. About those cupcakes?"
"Sure thing! What will you have?"
"Hmm...how about...a dozen Cloud Nines and another dozen Caramelicious."
Pinkie shook her head. "I'm afraid we're fresh out of Cloud Nines and Caramelicious is no longer being sold."
Twilight shrugged. "Never mind. How are you on the Lemon Meringue Pie?"
Pinkie held up a hoof. "Never at the end of the week, Miss. Always make it fresh first thing on Monday."
"Dang it. Well, hmm...what about Snickerdoodle?"
"Ah, well, we've been meaning to make some for two weeks for some special orders, but no Cinnamon Buttercream has come in."
Twilight gave Pinkie a skeptical look. "Yes...well it's not my day, is it. Do you have any Coco Coccoa?"
"Sorry."
"...Vanilla"
"Nope."
Twilight was catching a theme here. "Any cupcakes at all?"
"Ordinarily yes. But they were all bought up for a party for Diamond Tiara."
Sighing, Twilight nodded. "Ok. How about some cake? I enjoy a good red Velvet Cake."
Pinkie looked sheepish this time. "The competing Pastry shops bought the entire stock for the month. None for Sugarcube Corner."
"Do you have Chocolate cake?"
"It's not one of our most popular dishes in Ponyville."
Twilight looked shocked at that. "You got to be barking kidding me! It's one of the most widely sold cakes in Equus!"
Pinkie shrugged. "Not here though."
Rolling her eyes, Twilight asked, "What is the Ponyville favorite?"
Pinkie thought for a second, the replied with a big smile, "Fat Rascal!"
With a skeptical frown, the purple unicorn asked. "I...see."
Pinkie nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, It's unbelievably popular in these parts. I just sold some an hour ago. It's our number one seller."
A moment of silence pierced only by the music passed. "Is it?"
Pinkie reassured her it was. "Alright, then I'll have some...Fat Rascal."
Pinkie turned to the counters behind her, then turned back. "Oh yeah, that customer ordered the last of it."
With a nasty slap, Twilight's hoof met her own face. "Do you have any cake at all?"
"Of course I do. This is a pastry shop after all."
All the time, the music had been eating away at Twilight's mind. She turned around and shouted in the Royal Canterlot Voice. "WOULD YOU KNOCK IT OFF FOR A MINUTE! I CAN'T HEAR MYSELF THINK!"
As the music finally cut out, Pinkie patted Twilight on the back as the purple pony rubbed her horn. "You haven't asked me if we have any Princess Cake."
Twilight stared Pinkie in the eyes. "Is it any good?"
Pinkie shrugged and gave her a mischievous glance. "Could be."
Twilight nodded. "Ok...have you got any Princess Cake?"
Pinkie gave a flat no, to which Twilight muttered. "Of course not. That figures, it was the utter height of optimism to expect otherwise. Not much of a pastry shop, is it?"
"Finest in the town."
Twilight crossed her hooves and gave the Pastry sales pony a half lidded expression. "And what brings you to that conclusion?"
"It's so clean."
Twilight reached over and pulled Pinkie close. "You do have pastries here, don't you?"
Pinkie nodded. "Of course, silly filly."
Twilight looked Pinkie in the eye and cast a spell that would force Pinkie to tell the truth. "Do...you...have...any...pastries...at...all?"
Pinkie tried saying something, but ultimately the response came out. "No."
Twilight came out and sat down across from Dash, resting her chin against the table. "You want to try another pastry shop?"
"There aren't any. I've already checked a minute before you arrived at Sugarcube Corner."
"I'm taking a nap. We'll beat the evil out of Nightmare Moon tomorrow."
140.3 (Gym Quirk; setup by Masterweaver)
Contrary to popular belief, most loopers did not know every individual native to their home reality.
Oh, there were exceptions of course. Sparsely populated loops tended to have high social interaction, and certain devoted loopers would take time out to at least make a census. Pinkie Pie had a particular chaotic spell that would automatically teleport her and her party cannon to any house if a resident she knew personally was having a birthday, and she'd spent whole loops tweaking the duplication effect and trying to meet every pony, griffon, minotaur, and other sapient life form native to Equestria. Still, for the most part loopers kept to their own, interacting with nonloopers only if they were close friends, family, or unawake loopers.
Granted, the Equestrians were a little freer in who they mingled with, out of some ancient herd instinct or simply the need for friends. Still, the majority of them didn't really know too many ponies outside of their baseline places of residence.
But the unending struggle to stave off boredom did result in impulsive behavior from time to time.
All the pegasus known as Red Curtain knew was that there was a strange purple unicorn in his apartment, wearing a far far too wide grin, who had just promised to grant his every wish.
"Except sexual ones. I do have standards after all." The unicorn sipped her drink. "And all you have to do is be my friend for, oh... five, six years."
All in all, Twilight did not indulge in these random acts of friendship very often. The amusement value was frequently offset by high levels of banality and frustration.
But every now and then, the rare and wonderful occasion of a genuine surprise did occur.
"Would you be terribly offended if I declined your offer?" asked the middle-aged bespectacled earth pony mare.
"Um...What?" was Twilight's not-particularly-erudite response.
"Setting aside the farfetched nature of your claim and taking it strictly at face value, I would start by explaining that I am reasonably content with my life just now; any fleeting desires I may have would be just that: Fleeting.
"I suppose that, seeking proof of your claim, I could ask for a hayburger with cheese, no mayo. You would then either conjure one up with your magic, or more amusingly, proceed to my kitchen and cook one. Of course, as I have no hayburger buns, that option could prove problematic.
"Then I suppose I could ask you to cause my assistant to fall madly in love with me, but I'm certain that we both know that sort of thing never works out in the long run." She proceeded to point out the common problems and pitfalls involved with asking for wealth, fame, etc., making a point of stressing the Law of Unintended Consequences, matching the unicorn's own experiences quite closely.
Twilight stood mesmerized at the well-practiced cadences of a veteran lecturer.
"Essentially, I am fully aware of the comedic and ironic possibilities of the scenario you are proposing. Again not wishing to offend you, I am simply not interested in subjecting myself, or you for that matter, to such hijinks, Ms. Sparkle."
"Huh? You know me?" Twilight started to search through her loop memories for this odd pony.
"Not exactly. We do have an acquaintance in common, though," explained the mare as she went to a large desk piled with papers. She rummaged in a drawer and produced a business card.
Dr. Genre Savvy, PhD
Professor of Applied Literature
College of Equinities and Esoteric Studies
Canterlot University
"I attended the Manehattan Institute with Dusty Tomes; I believe he taught your 'Pre-Unification Unicorn History' classes at Celestia's School two or three years back. We've been fairly close for decades, and he has mentioned you a few times over the course of our correspondence. Pleased to make your acquaintance in person, Ms. Sparkle." The professor extended a hoof.
Twilight felt a genuine smile spreading across her face. "Professor? Do you have some class syllabi I could look at? I find myself thinking I would greatly enjoy auditing your courses."
There's probably nothing that I haven't already learned from experience, but it should be interesting to see how her formulation of the Laws of Narrative Causality compares with what Unseen University has to offer.
140.4: (Gamerex27)
"Morning, Rarity!" Vinyl Scratch said as she cantered into the boutique. "Hey, is that giant mouse head ready yet? I was hoping you'd Woken Up early, so you could finish it in time for-"
"HIDE ME!" Before Vinyl could collect the needed fabrics and threads sitting on a nearby chair, Rarity tackled her into a nearby closet.
"Ow! Ny think ny but ny tunge!" Vinyl moaned as she picked herself off the cramped floor.
"Tell them I'm not here!" Rarity hissed, as the din of a massive crowd started to make its way into Vinyl's flicking ears. "I cannot deal with this again!"
"Who?" Vinyl asked, wincing as the pain slowly faded from her mouth.
"WHITE AND GOLD!"
"BLUE AND BLACK!"
"THE COLOR DOESN'T MATTER!" Rarity screamed on instinct, before she could stop herself. "THE DRESS LOOKS FINE EITHER WAY! BOTH COLORS MATCH!"
"THE HERETIC IS HERE!" one of the voices yelled, as the banging at the door became louder. "BURN HER AT THE STAKE!"
"You are Awake, right?" Vinyl asked over the roaring of the crowd and thudding at the front door. "Can't you take care of them?"
"They just keep coming back!" Rarity moaned. "Like cockroaches! No matter how many times I knock them out or paralyze them, they keep coming back! Nothing works!"
"Wait a second...aha!" Vinyl said, as she levitated the unfinished mouse head to the cabinet with her horn. "Here, put this on, and we'll sneak you out!"
The moment Rarity had shoved the hat onto her head, the door broke from its hinges, and was trampled to splinters by the herd of rampaging ponies barging into the building.
"YOUR DISGUISE SHALL NOT FOOL US, HERETIC!" the leader, a stallion with a paired question mark and exclamation point Cutie Mark said. "FOR YOUR CRIMES AGAINST BOTH SIDES OF THE DRESS DEBATE, YOU WILL PERISH!"
"Sheesh, overkill much?" Vinyl muttered. "Hang on a sec."
She pulled a guitar out of her pocket, stood on her hind legs, and got into position to play a chord. "I WANNA ROCK!"
"ROCK!" the herd involuntarily yelled, as they were blasted off of their hooves by the sheer force of the power chord.
"C'mon, while they're distracted!" Vinyl whispered, dragging Rarity out the door. "What's going on, anyways?!"
"I Woke Up early," Rarity replied, "and I decided to make a dress based of something I'd seen in the Hub. But I never imagined it'd lead to a civil war in Ponyville! I thought it was all in good fun before an Unawake Diamond Tiara tried to break my face when I said the dress looks like either color depending on the lighting!"
"That doesn't make any sense!"
"Things don't make sense all the time, and you don't see anyone complaining about that!" Rarity retorted, before running headfirst into a pillar.
"OWWWWwwait, "she said, "there was never a random pillar here. So, that must be...." she trailed off, as she looked up.
Before both ponies, a gigantic version of an Unawake Sunset Shimmer (poorly disguised with Groucho Marx glasses) roared, teetering in place on her stilts and magically color-changing dress. "HAHAHAHAHA! MORE! MORE ARGUMENTS! MORE ARGUMENTS, SO I CAN TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THE CONFUSION AND CONQUER THE WOOOOOORLD!"
"Seriously?" Vinyl asked, as she and Rarity prepared for battle. "Worst. Evil plan. Ever."
140.5: (Bliss Authority)
"Good morning, Applejack! You look to be in one piece. Good to see ya after what the Sultai and th'Mardu have been up to - how many zombies did my favorite daughter and her soldiers bag?"
Applejack Awoke with a start. That voice couldn't possibly be -
She turned towards Bloomberg and stared. Hanging in the air above it, limned in white, were the ghostly forms of two ponies - one stallion and one mare; the former wore a Stetson, and both wore scale-mail barding and ferocious helms with carved faces.
"What's the matter, pard?" the stallion said, grinning. "You look like you just seen a ghost, sugarcube."
Applejack rushed over to the tree and hugged it. "Mom, dad, I missed ya," she said through her deep breathing.
"It's only been a few days at the front, girl," the ghost of Gravenstein Cider - the ghost of Applejack's father - said with a chuckle. "Come on. I know yer made of sterner stuff than that. You can outlast the bad times if we can."
She nodded, gritting her teeth. Applejack didn't know if she was going to hate this Loop or if she should spend it making up for lost time. "Sorry. Just a harrowin' experience. You know how them Sultai get," she said - hoping that her expression wasn't telling the truth her words omitted. "I gotta - I missed you," she said. "But now I gotta talk with some friends about my next step."
"Course. Make sure yah look after your brother, okay?" Apple Pancake's ghost said. "And you come back now. Still gotta teach you mah namesake."
Applejack blinked. "Can do, mom."
Then she consulted her Loop memories.
She was still Applejack, and she still ran an orchard with her brother and sister and her Granny Smith. But the Kin-Trees of Sweet Apple Acres housed the spirits of the Apple clan's dead. All of the Apple clan's dead. For she lead the entire Apple clan. Into battle.
She looked down at the barding she was wearing and saw an apple-shaped amulet - made of Kin-Tree Amber, with a cameo of Granny Smith carved into it.
"This is gonna be a long Loop," Applejack muttered as she entered the white stone castle that her loop memories indicated as her house.
"Eeeeeyuuuup." Big Mac offered her a mug of cider. The hard stuff. "Mah little sister, the Khan of clan Apple."
"Now don't you start too," Applejack said.
Winona turned her head to Applejack from her bowl of food - the one on the table - and grinned, tongue lolling. "Brothers tease, Khan," she said. "It may as well be a law of the Apple clan."
Oh right. Ainok were a thing here. Applejack took a deep pull from the mug of cider; she was really going to need it this loop.
(Applejack, the Foremost
3WBG
Legendary Creature — Horse Solider
Whenever Applejack, the Foremost attacks, put a +1/+1 counter on another target tapped creature you control.
Each creature you control with a +1/+1 counter on it has indestructible.
"We'll serve our descendants well, but that's no reason to seek out death."
3/3)
140.6 (Evilhumour with little bit from Masterweaver)
Twilight sighed, rubbing her face.
"I think Yggdrasil is running out of ideas of how to mess with my tree." She said to herself, looking at the fallen cut out of her home before rolling her eyes and leaving to get a drink.
Unfortunately, she had forgotten how bad an idea it was to test fate. The next loop, the tree transformed into a writhing tentacle monster that, for some reason, played the blues on a saxophone.
The ten loops after that were even stranger.
140.7 (Evilhumour)
Twilight rubbed her face and looked at Pinkie Pie, Discord and the many queasy ponies around her.
It had seemed like a fun idea to deal with Nightmare Moon, by having her fall onto a trampoline that launched her back to the moon. Until Discord had made copies and hid them everywhere!
One moment Applejack was bucking a tree, the next moment she was on the moon coughing out moon dust. Rarity posing in her shop ended with her flying back with ice on her wings and a torn dress. One moment Rainbow Dash was snoozing on a cloud and suddenly she had to deal with the Federation asking her endless questions of surviving a warp seven face plant into the San-Francisco beach.
Somehow he managed to rig it that the Crusaders landed in a planet full of tree sap after they went down a hill. The best, though, had to be her brother and sister in law celebrating their wedding night in deep space, still holding their bedsheets close to each other.
The worst though, had to be the 'misfire' when Tirek didn't soar through the sky but instead hit a flying Celestia -who would later report ended up in a bi solar system, which helped her improve her surfing skills- and rocketed towards Trixie's wagon as she was getting rid of her more dangerous explosions as she was trying to get back to her roots. He then, holding the ticking time bomb that was Great and Annoyed Trixie's home, landed face first into the Golden Oaks when Trixie's wagon finally exploded.
It took Twilight several days to put out all the fires and rampant explosions, which finally gave her a chance to look at everyone and give them a lecture.
"-understand?!" She finally finished her lecture, only to find herself as a tiny filly with a book fort around her.
The implications soon dawned on her and she groaned, placing her head forwards. Toppling her fort over, Twilight was suddenly airborn, with the curses that would get her filly mouth washed out as soon as Twilight Velvet and Nightlight pulled her out of the sofa.
140.8 (Drachefly)
Twilight had thought it was nearly baseline - Celestia had closed the letter with 'take care', underlined, which was within the range of unusual variation with no far-reaching consequences, and the magic system was peculiar - until she arrived at Sweet Apple Acres. Each tree had a large bulging parachute-like sack over it, seemingly filled with balloons. But as she approached, she realized that the objects holding the sack up were apples.
"Since when do apples fall up?"
Spike, looking up with her, commented, "Actually, I think they're more like giant cherries."
Twilight's eyes widened. "Oooooak. It couldn't be 'I Wanna Be The Guy'... could it?" Her horn lit up as she prepared the most intense and detailed danger-warning magic she knew. it took a few tries.
None of the usual magic-detection magic works this loop. But, precognition is unusually strong. That'll do, I guess.
"'Oak'? And... what? Who is it you couldn't want to be? What are you doing?"
"Just... watch out. Don't touch the apples. Don't assume that things will stay put. If anything begins moving, dodge. Do anything I say, no matter how weird it sounds. And expect lots and lots of spikes."
"Well, I'm all set on thaaaaaaa-" He was suddenly catapulted towards her, but not before she'd teleported backwards a step. I should have seen that one coming even without the precognition.
"What the hay?" He declared as he dusted himself off.
Twilight was frozen in place, looking into counterfactual futures, frowning. "All right. The moment I step off this rock, duck and take a step to the left. Ready? Two, one..."
"It's all right sugarcube, you can make it. Just... jump."
Twilight eyed the extremely narrow, spike-lined passage skeptically.
"Honest."
Ah. I guess I can. She jumped. And landed safely.
The manticore executed a three-paw landing once more, and this time landed directly next to Fluttershy. Before it could menace them once again, she reached out and pulled out the thorn. It waited a moment, then bounded away.
"Woot! Scared it off!" shouted Rainbow Dash.
Fluttershy corrected her, "The poor thing just had a thorn in its paw."
This produced confusion among most of the others. Applejack pointed out, "Wouldn't it be, you know, dead?"
Twilight facehoofed. Or nearly - she didn't want to risk an actual hoof-on-head collision.
The trees didn't just shoot glares - they held up a rhythmic stream of fire, shooting three-meter-wide glowing orbs between them. Before Twilight could recalibrate her danger-senses to not just say 'don't go that way, period', Pinkie, of course, danced through the course with no difficulty.
"How did you manage that, dear?" inquired Rarity.
Rainbow Dash added, "Yeah, it's like you were passing THROUGH them."
Pinkie fell into song: "You see, when I was a little filly and I faced an evil clown,
the glowies and the shadows they would always make me frown,
I'd hide in the corner, from what I thought I saw,
But Granny Pie said that wasn't the way to deal with balls at all!
She said, 'Pinkie, you've got to stand up tall
Learn to turn off particle effects
You'll see where they can't hurt you
just laugh to make them disappear!'"
Twilight began laughing, more from the abrupt insertion of the non-rhyme than from anything else; as she did so, the deadly core of the gigantic glowing balls was revealed, and they weren't actually that big. There was enough space between them that the path was a merely difficult timing puzzle.
As they heard from Steven what had happened, Applejack muttered to Twilight, "Here's another monster from the Everfree, that can take a hit and not explode. 'tain't natural."
Twilight was going to say, "Did you know that Canterlot is not nearly as deadly as Ponyville?" but then she realized they were about to be faced with a problem.
Rarity, was of course, indignant at the offense to his appearance. "This will not stand! Twilight?"
"Yes, Rarity?" I wonder what she's going to do now.
"Put me in a ball of force. All except my tail."
"Umm, what? I mean, okay."
And then, Rarity exploded in a gigantic fountain of guts. Stunned, Twilight passed the tail up towards the serpent. However, Rarity took over. "Now, now, I sacrificed one of my seven remaining lives for this. I'd like to have it just so."
"Sorry! I, ah, didn't realize the spawn point was so close."
Twilight was used to a delay before the bridge straightened out. She wasn't used to it falling down halfway, then slowly, haltingly, jerkingly working its way back up.
"What the hay is going on over there?" muttered Applejack.
Fluttershy timidly eyed the spinning blade-like mists, "Do you think I should... check?"
Rarity said, "No, I don't think you'd make it through. The safe spot moves too fast for you."
Twilight channelled Lando Calrissian as she said, "We've got to give her more time." And then, quieter, "Come on, Dash, buddy?"
After six long minutes of waiting, the bridge was firm, repelling the gears, and Rainbow Dash appeared through the mists. She opened her mouth when Twilight interrupted, "RUN!"
The six dashed across the bridge, narrowly avoiding a volley of arrows from the forest. Almost to the end, she ordered, "STOP!"
A giant stone pillar thrust up and poked through the bottom of the bridge right in front of Applejack.
After a moment, Twilight said, "Proceed."
Once they were gathered on the other side, Rainbow Dash said, "Are we clear? OK. So, I'm hauling up the bridge when these costumed Wonderbolt wannabes show up, called themselves the Shadowbolts, and demanded I join them and abandon you. Then they asked..." she focused. "'Do you not decline to reject our offer to avoid being a member of the complement of the set of non-Shadowbolts? Yes or no. Opening your wings counts as consent to join the Shadowbolts.'"
Applejack's jaw dropped. "You got through that?"
She waved a hoof and blew the end clean. "Simple. I figured what they were doing and counted the negatives. I got through that in no time. Then they got annoyed and pushed me off the cliff, and loosened the bridge. So I had to grab it and come back up - with my wings closed. Pulling the bridge with me. With them flying around, distracting me."
They entered the elements chamber. The way in had been eerily easy. Just as Twilight was about to reach the elements, a gigantic black keratinous wall slammed down in front of her, crushing them.
A bit of the roof collapsed, and Twilight looked up. Up Nightmare Moon's leg, which disappeared into the mists. "WHAT? All this, and we're only to the Mike Tyson fight?"
Nightmare Moon only laughed.
Rarity said, "We have bested your fruit, spikes, and..."
Rainbow Dash filled in, "... those guys!"
Twilight continued, "Now, we shall best you, Nightmare Moon!"
Nightmare Moon loomed closer. "No. Not Nightmare Moon. The Daughter."
Twilight's head cocked. "What?"
Nightmare Moon squinted. "Yes, now I recognize you. MOTHER. THE MANE. THE COLOR. THE CUTIE MARK."
Twilight just raised an eyebrow.
"Check your loop memories, mama. You know that none of this makes sense."
Twilight froze. She glanced around to the others, who had cracked wide grins. "Waaaaaait. You mean it was all fake? But... Rarity! ... I didn't... oh."
Rainbow Dash laughed. "Why would just Ponyville operate under video game rules?"
Twilight exclaimed, "Because it's near the Everfree? Trust me, this isn't... wouldn't have been the weirdest variant I've seen. How long did it take you to prepare this?"
Rarity put in, "Mainly, it was waiting for the right conditions. A variant with hard-to-detect magic, when we wake up early and have enough of us awake. We were actually about to set it off once, but then had a guest anchor and quickly canceled."
Pinkie raised a hoof. "I'm not awake. Say hi to me for me."
Applejack said, "Applebloom's going to be mighty disappointed she wasn't around for it, but I'm sure the crew got plenty of video."
Twilight sighed. "You guys."
Ares mulled over the loop report Sleipnir had forwarded him. Totally hacked together, but it might work... Hmm. Hmm. Nope.
140.9 (KrisOverstreet)
"So, Bruce, how long has Pinkie Pie been wearing the Lasso of Truth?"
"About five hours."
"How long has Diana been trying to untie it?"
"About four hours, fifty-five minutes."
"... and then I said, 'You can't use gouda in a cheesecake! That's silly!' But she wouldn't listen to me, and that's how we ended up with the Cheese Monster that Ate Ponyville! Well, almost ate Ponyville, I mean it doesn't really count if the buildings are all still standing and all, but 'the Monster that Almost Ate Ponyville' doesn't sound as cool! Don't you agree? It's really important that a monster's name sounds really cool. Poor Solomon Grundy, he doesn't get respect here because he has a silly name! He needs a more macho name, like, 'Grundy the Grinder!' Or how about 'Solomon Smash!' Oooh! Oooh! I know! 'Creature of the Cursed Swamp!' Nice and simple! Do you think you could get me to see Grundy so I can ask his opinion? I think he'll really like it! I wonder what else he likes? Do you think he likes cheesecake? I do! I love cheesecake! But not with gouda, because that's just silly!"
"... so, poker night at your place, then?"
"No need. Alfred is sending up some cupcakes in a few minutes. That should lure her out of the lasso."
140.10 (Gamerex27)
"Mkay, ths s jst sylli." Discord mumbled through his gag. "Hyu tyd mi up cz I stpd u frum blwing up a cti?"
Ignoring him, the pegasus guards hauled him in front of the throne, and promptly shoved him to the ground.
Finally managing to work his way past some of the binding runes, Discord turned his tongue into a pair of siccors, and cut the gag to pieces. "Pleasure to see you, Celly," he muttered.
The Princess beamed at him, but something...sinister was in her eyes. "Discord. I'm surprised that it took you this long to wake up, with all the chaos those nasty humans are causing."
"Nasty?!" he said in disbelief, struggling to get up and falling back to the floor again. "They're a hell of a lot more interesting than you ponies! I mean, how come I didn't go to Earth earlier? Have you seen how wonderfully chaotic they are? I should buy a vacation home there! Maybe in the Bahamas, or Bermuda! Somewhere with a 'B!'"
"Leave us," Celestia said. Her guards bowed their heads, and cantered out of the room.
"Wow, not even a questioning order about leaving you alone with a spirit of chaos?" Discord asked mockingly, rolling his eyes. "Your little ponies are getting more and more boring by the aeon."
"They are newfoals," Celestia pointed out, a hint of pride in her voice. "They know how to follow orders."
Instantly, Discord's smile left his face. "Newfoals," he spat, grabbing his mouth and putting it back into its rightful place. "You mean those humans whose souls you remove and put all that icky harmony and friendship in their place?"
Looking left and right, Celestia's grin turned sinister, and she leaned in close to whisper to Discord. "I'm afraid that I don't know what you mean."
"Look," he said, "we all know you're going to kill me. Can you at least tell me what this is all about? Just between you and me?" Behind his back, he made the somatic motions for a charisma-boosting spell, working his magic.
Sure enough, Celestia laughed. "Oh, very well. Not like anyone else will ever know.
"Yes," she said, "I'm altering the newfoal's minds. Oh, they're still in there somewhere, I'd imagine, but not in control anymore. I suppose it'd be quite horrifying. But really, isn't it ever so lonely with just one mind in there?"
"One mind?" Discord's eyes widened. "What...what are you talking about?!"
"You seriously haven't gotten it yet?" the being in front of him, who was certainly not Princess Celestia, said. "You really believe everything you see?"
The alicorn was engulfed in a burst of green fire, burning away to reveal the queen of the changelings, Chrysalis.
"Oh my-CELLY!" Discord yelled, struggling back to his feet. "Your beautiful coat is gone! And you've turned into holey cheese!"
"No, you foal. It is I, Queen Chrysalis!"
"But...why are you doing this?" Discord asked, horrified. "Aren't all those gooey pony feels enough for you?"
"In this modern age," she huffed, "there is more and more strife. So, I looked for a new food source, That happy accident with the humans' particle accelerator brought the continent here, and I seized my chance. I put Celestia into a coma, stuffed her in a closet, and took her place."
"That doesn't explain the ponification! How did you ever fool Celly's subjects into thinking the nicest and most peaceful pony around would support genocide?!"
"A few changeling infiltrators there," she replied, "a few murders there, and such. Of course, the humans just had to have too different neurochemistry for us to properly feed on them. So, naturally, I made a barrier to kill them off, and offered to turn them into ponies to escape death."
"But...that's diabolical!" he shrieked, making some very convincing tears. "Don't you have any empathy?"
"You are one to talk of empathy," Chrysalis scoffed. "And besides, I do have empathy. For my subjects. What's a few murders and mind wipes here and there to feed millions of my species? But, I believe I've said enough."
"Have you, now?" Instantly, Discord's feigned emotions vanished from his face, to be replaced by a look of triumph.
"Er...yes," she said, suddenly confused. "I...believe I am supposed to give you some last words. Do you have any?"
"Oh," Discord said casually, "just five. And they are..."
Snapping his bonds like they were made of wet noodles, Discord gestured behind him, knocking over a nearby flowerpot to reveal the camera crew of Diamond Dogs filming the entire scene.
"Smile," he said, "you're on Canid Camera."
For a few moments, the entire chamber was totally silent. Chrysalis' eyes twitched. Twitched again. Her mouth opened, then closed.
Eventually, she was able to get one thing out. A high-pitched scream of terror and horror, as she realized exactly what Discord's plan had been.
"How much?" she shrieked, any trace of composure leaving her body. "How long were they there?!"
"For the entire thing," Discord said smugly. "It was a stupid idea from the start. Yours, I mean. Kind, caring, and beloved Princess Celestia, suddenly becoming a genocidal and malevolent maniac? C'mon, you thought no one would see how hilariously out of character that was?"
As Chrysalis lunged at him out of desperation, he pulled out an oversized sledgehammer, and bopped her on the head. "I think I'll leave you here for the angry mobs forming on both planets to find," he said cooly. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to find Celly and go back to the good ol' days. Back when chaos was fun, and not all about killing and brainwashing."
As soon as he left the hallway, he walked into the kitchen.
"Let's see here..." he muttered. "Aha!" he said, lifting up the fridge. "Always the last place you expect!"
As he yanked the comatose Celestia from underneath the fridge, he pulled out a cell phone. "I won the bet!" he said cheerfully, to the pony on the other end.
"For now, yeah," Twilight Sparkle agreed. "You beat the Doctor's record for 'least words to take down an oppressive regime,' but I'm going to kick your flank in this contest next time I end up with Brainwashlestia."
"Which one is that, again?" he asked, over the noise of police sirens and a screaming Chrysalis in the background.
"The one who was brainwashing everypony with the Elements of Harmony to eliminate suffering. Those things are hard to fight off, but actually fighting her was kinda sad, since breaking the spell on the whole world was easy once I'd fended it off in the first place."
"You going for four, then?" he asked. "Or do you want to step things up a notch, and go for three?"
"I guess we'll see when I'm in that Loop next (although I never want to go back there)," she said. "How about a drink with Fluttershy and I over in Paris to celebrate? No horrible French accent this time."
"Oh, Sparklebutt," Discord said, right before he vanished in a poof of smoke, "you know I can't promise that."
140.11 (Bliss Authority)
Twilight Sparkle Awoke in both senses of the word and immediately regretted it. Her joints ached, she felt like she could swallow a lake from thirst without first Ascending, and -
Was she sunburned? And covered in furs?
She sprung to her legs - noting that she had all four of them, which was a small comfort - and took stock of her surroundings. A needle of sunlight was drifting in from the front flap of a tent; it reminded her of some of the yak and ibex handicrafts from just outside the Qilinese Empire. Among the possessions of whoever she had replaced were paper scrolls written in scarlet ink, a spear festooned with a dragon's skull (one that, thankfully, didn't look a thing like Spike), and a polished onyx octahedron. Her rations included daisy pancakes and dried noodles.
Twilight consulted her Loop memories, and then hissed in a breath. Apparently, this loop she would be playing the role of one Sparkhan Twi, the greatest expert in draconic magic across multiple worlds - and once thrall to an exceptionally dangerous dragon, Nicol Bolas. A dragon with what seemed to her to be a very familiar looking pair of horns - who wanted to steal the magic of multiple worlds, maybe blow up a few Kin-Trees while he was at it…
She groaned, massaging under her horn. "Fused loop," she said. "Great."
It was then that she heard the deafening roar, and the bellow of a rhinoceros ("Krushok," her Loop memories provided) before that bellow guttered and died. Then squelching, and silence.
Twilight grabbed her spear in her will and set it to impale anything that entered the tent. Was that - was that a lion? Okay, granted, with all the tricks she knew from BASELINE, let alone from the loops and this plane's geomancy, she could take a lion. But she was, after all, a pony with something of a pony's instincts, and hearing a lion at her door was extremely unnerving.
She flung open the tent curtain.
The lion was there, pure white save where the blood of the krushok he was eating stained its nose and mouth red. It turned to Twilight, ears folded back and eyes widening even as the pupils contracted (without slitting; this was not a nocturnal cat). It lifted one paw towards Twilight.
Branch it. She was going to stop this fight before it began, using her in-loop powers. She drew on the ley-lines of two distant mountains from in the plane and used her spear as an extension of her horn, letting the fiery red mana twist around it and create an electrical arc.
"LIGHTNING STRIKE!" Twilight shouted. Huh. Must have spent too long in shounen loops.
The lion caught the bolt square in the chest and was physically flung back by it, and Twilight smelled the reek of burning hair. Then it recovered, rolling to land on all four paws, and snarled.
Then it bowed it's head, closed its eyes, and SPOKE. In what had to be Bellepheric, no less. It raised one great, shaggy paw and conjured a pair of earth-ponies out of the pure, golden sunlight he traced with his claws.
They both drew their swords with their mouths and stood in defensive formation before the lion, eyes set and determined.
"Now that you've gotten that out of your system," the lion growled in a bass voice tinged with a Cloudsdale accent, "shall we skip the fight and introduce ourselves? Peace, Sparkhan Twi. Please tell me that you're Awake. Time is of the essence."
Twilight stared for a second, spear still pointed at the lion. Then she sighed, sitting down on her hind legs and swinging the spear fully upright in the same arc. "You've got some, uh. On your chin," Twilight noted.
The lion wiped his chin with the bottom of his paw and looked at the resulting bloodstain, then sighed before licking it off. "Sorry," he said. "I must look quite frightening to a pony. I'm not used to being a quadruped, or craving raw meat. It wasn't sapient, I made sure of that."
Root it. She was the Princess of Friendship, and she had all sorts of toys in her subspace pocket if things went south. "Yes, I'm Awake," she said. "Peace, lion. The Walk to the deserts of Tarkir has thrown me for a Loop."
"Quite understandable," the lion said. "I am Ajani, born of Naya. Theros is my home. Speaking of - you two can go home now," he said, dismissing the two summoned soldiers with a wave of his paw.
"This is normally a human-controlled loop?" Twilight asked. "I wonder why you're a lion instead, then."
"Because I am of the Leonin," Ajani said. "The majority of Planeswalkers are humans. I am an exception. My friend and partner who I Walked in with is currently an earth-pony. I suspect that a vampire associate of mine will be a bat-pony."
Twilight massaged under her horn. "Vampire. Associate."
"I respect what he does for the sake of the Multiverse far more than I hate what he must do to survive, yes," Ajani said. "He's an associate and an ally, not a friend."
"Gotcha," Twilight sighed. "Where are they now?"
Ajani shrugged, which was an interesting gesture to see on a lion. "Elspeth is out grazing - she found a plain full of clover, which she's going to bind for mana after - and Sorin is hunting. We were all hungry."
"Right."
Ajani started cleaning his paws. "By the way - allow me to state for the record that you're an excellent mother, judging by how well you've raised your daughter," he said.
She sat up. "You know Nyx? How?"
"She's saved Elspeth's life from an angry sun god a few times."
"Angry sun gods suck. Wait -" Twilight tilted her head at Ajani. "- We're fused with THAT world?"
"Dominara, known as Magic: The Gathering in the hub, yes." Ajani chuckled. "Forgive me my laughter - It's just that you're replacing - well." He smiled openly at Twilight Sparkle. "I can't WAIT to tell Sarkhan Vol of the Mardu he was replaced by a pony."
Twilight snorted. "Any particular reason why?"
Ajani laughed. "The Mardu are a horse-clan, that's why!"
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Of course.
Discord, you Magnificent Bastard I read your BOOK!
Still, like you said, a to being who is herbivorous by nature and a pony by nature and mind, seeing a predator doing anything is naturally unnerving.
Of course.
Hmm. I never did make Sparkan, the Dragonlecturer or Sparkan Unfrazzled. Making one planeswalker was tricky enough...
And yeah, the Ponies of Tarkir cards come courtesy of yours truly, at Bliss Authority's request. I couldn't resist.
Prom night for Nyx, Leman, and their extended family with the Dazzlings dating his brothers... I like this idea. Plus, Overprotective Twilight is awesome. I would like to see more of Dr. Genre Savy and her lectures, I actually enjoyed her explanation to Twilight.
Magic: The Gathering? I hope she picks up a few tricks from there. Worldfire seems like it would make a good break statement.
140.2: "All I've got right now is this box of one dozen starving crazed weasels." "OK, I'll take that."
I too, saran wrap a car I wish to drive in.
140.4
I got that reference. Neat.
>140.4
Except Rarity is incorrect. That particular myth was debunked rather quickly after got started.
(I know, I know, it's a joke. Sue me [please don't].)
That MTG.
It's stronger than you.
It's too OP.
Goblin Guide, swing for 2.
140.1: pictures for ages
140.2: True fact.
140.3: Silly Twi, why didn;t you go to classes far earlier?P
140.4: Groucho glasses fix everything!
140.5: Gasp! An MTG pony thing not written by Fanofmosteverything? the world is ending!
140.6: the tree will always find a new fun way.
140.7: I'm guessing she elctured so much the loop reset?
140.8: IWBTG makes everything better XD
140.9: Oh dear...
140.10: That...really explains a lot...
140.11: Tasty tasty cards. I'd love to see more of these, they're very fun.
5959853 .7 More like she lectured for so longthat she missed the end of the loop
I remember my friends coming to blows about that dress. It was a weird week.
Oh and I approve of the Magic the Gathering Loops.
140.3: Never occurred to me that Genre Savvy would make a good pony name.
140.7: Two possibilities come to mind, of roughly equal possibility: either she talked through the end of the Loop, never noticing, or the whole thing was a childish daydream that seemed unusually real.
140.9: For those of us not quite as familiar with DC: who's the other participant in the conversation, who'd use both Batman and WW's first names?
140.10: Is Discord's line at the beginning a reference to something, or is it just in-verse?
6017733 It doesn't much matter who the other voice is, but I had in mind Barry Allen.
Excuse me, is there a way to start your own series of loops? I'd like to try and write the Team Fortress 2 Universe loops and I'm pretty sure no-one has started them yet. Is there a process I have to go through?
Sorry to waste your time,
GLaDtotest
Still no Bolo.
Isn't Sarkhan Temur? He has temur colors.
140.8: I Wanna Be The Twi?
140.2 reminded me of a scene in the online comic "order of the stick" where a weapon shop actually had no weapons...
that reminds me of a silly story, i think it's called "pinkie has infiltrated the changeling hive!" where Pinkie Sensed that someone's birthday was being completely ignored and sneaked into a changeling hive to rectify that.
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Probably because they're both referencing the same thing:
Well, if it was the Monty Python reference, then scene one ends there. If it referred to the Oots panel, then we will discover that Pinkie's father is keeping her safe by selling out to the Thieves Guild.
Edit: Part one beats my Prom. Barely. We only almost set the pool house on fire.
that made me think of an old video game: Startopia. in one level of the game, the Merchant Arona tries to pretend he doesn't know you:
"hello, person who i've never met before."
"erm, fancy some goods, total stranger?"
"would you like to buy some goods from me, even though we've never met, obviously?"
At this point, I'm sure this is a Cheese Shop sketch reference
oh, i just remembered a crazy story by Estee where the Cake family was trying to make something called "Princess cake"...
the recipe called for some DURIANS.
the story is called something like "enDURAINce".