Motherbucking greedy dungstain! The amount of hate currently going through me for this BASTARD Yharim is unbelievable. He thinks he can just bucking waltz in and threaten my sister without repercussions?!?!? Gah, it gets my tail all twisted!
Gotta breathe, stay calm... That's how they use you... I ain't becoming some mind-slave to this bastard.
Look... I wasn't really planning to come back, now that everything got all nice and solved. I was happy for a little while. Until that raspberry guy or whatever its' name was destroyed Celestia and we got sucked into the hellhole that everycreature here calls Terraria.
You guys are probably confused. I ain't gonna explain the whole thing to you, so go read the story that caused this. It's linked in the description. Probably. I dunno.
Phew... So. What I will explain is what caused me to get so freaking mad. See, after the whole raspberry or whatever the guy's called incident, Me and my sis got launched into this place called Terraria. It'd be a great place if it weren't for all the things trying to kill my sis and the amount of times that Dashie screwed up. Yes, I am specifically calling that Pegasus out. She was stupid.
ANYWAYS, we ended up getting a mission thanks to this. Some dryad gal told us that to make sure the threat was gone, and to get back home at all, we needed some kinda Terra Blade. It's supposed to be a legendary sword or whatever that some kinda hero used back in the early times of this place, I dunno, I was a bit too busy dealing with trying to get used to the place and all to care.
So, off we went. To a jungle, firstly. We were trying to get something called the Blade of Grass. Apparently it can only be found in the jungle, because why not make it harder on us, ugh... So we got there, and lo and behold, we had to go UNDERGROUND.
Lemme just say, not impressed. That place was like one big hive of hornets, and those buggers were huge. I mean, our size huge. And they shot poisonous stingers. Like, seriously, those are supposed to be BUGS. Why are their stingers the size of my leg?!
And that wasn't even the worst part! There were mobile Venus Fly Trap things, slimes that shot stingers, bees that shot stingers, hell, there were even turtles the size of us! And guess what? The whole damn place was governed by a bee the size of a house! With a sick obsession with the sword we needed!
Okay, okay... Getting a bit off-topic.
Alright, so the sword Miss Giant Bee was guarding was the one we needed. It didn't look like much. So, we had the help of a fairly smart hornet that I still mentally call Gary. Because why not.
Gary wasn't really happy with what Miss Bee was doing. Apparently something about being so obsessed with the sword that she didn't even care about her own bees and hornets? Either way, he wanted to get the sword outta there. So we got the sword outta there. After an army of bees and hornets and Miss Bee herself proceeded to try and murder us, thanks for your patronage.
So Gary is now the new Miss Bee, and I'm hating everything about the place already. Until we learn that Rares got herself tossed in a dungeon by a big-ass skeleton! Of COURSE she plays Damsel in Distress...
So off we go to try and rescue her from Steven's little Skeleboy friend. And we get to go deep into the coldest place I have ever bucking been to. A literal Snow Biome... Which, by the way, I am fairly certain was near a desert. How ironic can you get, right?
So, down into the pits we go, until we find some kinda girl. My sister's friends are all like 'are you okay, do you need help', yadayadayada. And because of our kindness, what do we get? This bitch grabs us and kidnaps us into her lair! What a surprise - SHE WAS EVIL. Just like every other damn thing here.
So, there she went, planning to eat us for dinner. So Flutter's new werefox marefriend has to barge in and try to save us. Well, she managed, thank Celestia, and me and AJ got outta our chains, and oh mare were we pissed. The bitch got bucked twelve ways to Sunday going against all of us. I personally got some exercise stabbing the bitch repeatedly. She was pretty fast, not gonna lie, but eventually we killed her, and our reward? Some kind of metal detector thingy and an Ice Mirror. Heh, Imagine that metal detector makes a Cellphone at some point? Heh, that'd be priceless.
So, we got back to the dungeon, gave Skelly-boy's host the mirror, he gave it to Rarest and she got out. Promised we'd free him too, and we left. I hurried it up, cause I'm pretty sure a version of my sis was in the dungeon, and I didn't want to deal with it right then and there.
Anyways, we get back and go off to this mass of literal flesh called the Crimson. And there, we got attacked by a mutant Eye thing. We slaughtered that, and off me, AJ, Dashie, and Twi go to get the next sword, the Blood Butcherer. What happened next... well, my sis isn't here with me anymore since Yharim separated us, do I can tell you about it... Just never tell my sis it was me, will you? She'd hate me if she knew what a monster I was back in the GrimDark.
So we got captured by this gigantic brain, and it put us in the worst nightmares it could find. My sister got to see me murder and torture Dashie... I... I don't think she'll recover from that...
We managed to escape and fought the Cerebral bastard. Eventually, the thing fled and joined forces with some kinda worm thing. They combined and we had to fight the new horribly mutated version of them. 'Perfect Mind and Perfect Body' as they said. We ended up slaughtering it too.
So we got the Blade and went back home. My sis... wasn't feeling very good mentally. I tried to comfort her, but she was really down in the dumps about what she saw back with Cerebral Man. And then the bastard that I have made it my goal to slaughter into bloody bite-sized chunks and eat showed up.
My sis knew something was up the second she saw him. She could feel how evil he was. And it didn't help when he just had to bucking remind her of what she saw. So I came out to defend her... And what he told me still chilled me.
He knows. About everything. I don't know how, I don't know why, but everything that we've gone through with all of you? He quoted it. The SCP foundation, the GrimDark... I never told a damn soul, but he knew somehow. And then he told me what he wanted.
He wants to use me. Make me his bucking mind-slave, as if I'm nothing. He threatened to kill my sister if I didn't comply! So yes, I bucking had to agree to it! I'm not going to let him start hurting my sister. I won't let any motherbuckers hurt her!
I had to swallow my rage when he said I was his puppet. So now I'm in the portal. He left me here alone for a while. That's why I could get in touch with all of you.
Look, I'm not gonna hurt anypony innocent willingly. I'm not gonna let him twist me into darkness. I saw the bitch that he calls his Supreme Witch. She's had to do it the same way, and she's been twisted into enjoying it. I won't let him change me.
I'll play along with his game for now. I have to, to ensure my sister's safety. But one of these days...
I'll be slipping a knife into his spinal column. And he WILL meet his end.
I got to go. He's coming back. I'll stay in touch.
Okay, seriously, a mind reading bitch and five different types of mechanical things? That Yharim motherbucker has GOT to be compensating for something.
Either way, even for me, those bucking things are terrifying. There's some kind of giant worm thing, what looks like metal versions of that big eye we fought, and something that looks like Skelly-boy went at it with the cyborg slave Yharim pulled out of his plot.
Even worse: He's got four people worshipping the ground that the bucker walks on. It makes me sick knowing that these dungstains are the ones that have the balls to threaten my sister.
Oh, I managed to get on that witch bitch's nerves though. Looks like she hates being called a slave, heheh... I'm gonna hold onto to that one for later.
On a side note, witchy might be my first target to slice into bits. She gets angry easily... Could use that to my advantage. Thank Celestia that Light Goddess left some protection on my mind. She can't get all the way in, else I really would be bucked.
Still have to wonder... Why does Yharim think I'm trustworthy anyways? Seems kinda suspicious that I get to see those mech things. Woulda thought they wouldn't give me free range that much... Hey, maybe I can make those mechs turn on Draedon, heheh. That would be a sight to behold.
I'm worried, though. The amount of stuff I've seen here is just kinda... shocking. They're experimenting on everything and everycreature... here...
Uh oh. I hope I'm wrong, but maybe they plan on doing something to me like with the rest of their bitches. I need to make sure I'm prepared for everything. Haven't tried summoning my special knife yet. Should try soon.
I need to keep a low profile. Now that I know for sure they can read my mind, I need to act cooperative.
I'm doing this for you, sis... I'll do anything I have to to help you...
I will tear Yharim into a thousand pieces with my bare hooves. I should have known he was planning something the entire time...
He wants me to become the host for Skelly-boy and attack the place where my sister is. Power is great and all, but I kinda wanted to grind Skelly into bone dust, not trap him in my own body!
I have to start making contingency plans, looking at the pros and cons. I know the Light Goddess won't allow him to take over completely. At most he'll be a tulpa in a tulpa, so to speak. Downgraded to a mental construct. However, that means I will technically be the one to replace him, and I don't know if my sis can bring herself to attack me...
Knowing how prepared they are, Skelly-boy's power is probably too much for their current state... I need to figure out how to try and contact them to warn them, Yharim be damned.
I also need to get back my sister's life force. That bastard went too far with that. I HATE being a slave to some buckface hotshot! I've never felt this powerless.
Bide my time, wait for him to lower his guard. Practice mental blocks. Need to train, too, get my knife leg warmed up.
I know it looks bad, guys, but I swear, it's only for a bit. If I have to attack Hometown, I need to make sure that I'm near my sis so that if the undead bitches attack her, I can just slice them up. I won't let her, myself, or all of you down.
I don't know what else he's planning. I swear, he better not be planning on making me into a bucking boss storage... Knowing him, though, he's not gonna be satisfied even with Skelly-boy being in me.
I'm sorry, my mind keeps going back to that life essence... If he just crushes it, she could die... Can't let that happen...
I need to go get ready for Skelly-boy being forced in me... I'll report back later.
See if you can do anything in the mean time... Anything helps.
I can't believe that motherbucker actually did it. I really am just a tool to him, huh. Skelly-boy isn't too happy about it either, to be honest.
That nickname annoys me, pony. The only reason I am currently speaking to you whatsoever is because we share a common enemy.
Yeah, yeah, big talk for someone who's just as much of a slave as me right now. Look, we've gotta figure something out here. Since I warned that Candy gal, you're going to have the entire town attacking you, not just my sis and our friends.
You dare doubt my power? I will destroy that town and burn it all to ashes!
Touch my sister and not even all the undead of the world will save you.
Now. As I was saying. You need a way to survive, we both want Yharim to die. So. I'm not gonna release you fully. Just enough to make it look like you're released, mortal body, that sort of thing. It should be so close to being entirely free that Yharim won't realize it. You're gonna go through the agony that involves getting butchered, and then you'll die... Or so Yharim will think. After all, he didn't make it clear what I should do with you.
And why do you think such a being like myself will do as you say?
Because either way, you're getting butchered. It's just one way, you die for good, and another... You survive to get your vengeance on Yharim. Kapiche?
Hmph. Very well, little pony. We shall see if your friends can defeat me.
Great. Now get comfortable, it's gonna be a while. Unless I get another one of you bosses shoved into me, then it's gonna get cramped, but whatever.
Don't worry, guys. I've got this, I think. It's just like a chess game, except I'm both the grandmaster and the piece at the same time. I just have to outplay someone who's been playing the game for years longer than me, knows all my weaknesses, and can crush my sister in a single move.
...On second thought, that didn't come out as well as I would've liked it.
What are you even talking to, pony? You look unfathomably stupid.
...Some friends, Skelly. Nothing else. Oh, hey, Bonesy. Who's a good boy, hm? Who's a good dungeon guardian? Mhm, you are. Yes, you are!
Sorry. That was Bonesy. A dungeon guardian I kinda made and decided to keep as a pet. Doesn't seem like Yharim is complaining, so might as well have my own personal guard skull. Not like I'm gonna protect the dungeon with it.
Anyways. I have to get prepared. I'll talk to you guys tomorrow.
Well, that's all I can do. Hopefully Candy can get the message through. She's what my hopes are riding on. Now I'm stuck down here getting Skelly-Boys' second, third, and fourth cousins together.
I will have you know that none of the entities contained within this dungeon are related to me.
I know, Einstein.
Bonesy is spinning around in here someplace. I can hear his roars of happiness. I guess even massive spinning one-shot skulls need to stretch every so often. Hm... While I'm here, I should grab the Muramasa. I'll find a way to give it to my sis later.
Ugh, why are there so many of these Bone Lee guys? I don't get this place. What, is that some poor remake of the Karate Filly? Heh...
I feel like I've lost my ability to laugh. Pinkie would hug me and tell me to cheer up if she were here... wouldn't she...
You are going to be thankful for an inability to express emotion soon, pony. Trust me, it won't get easier for you. Whoever is attempting to control us... Yharim, was it? He cannot be defeated by merely getting the Terra Blade.
What's your suggestion, smart-ass?
Please, do lower the hostility. Simply because I am going to be attacking them does not mean I desire this any more than you do... Having emotions is quite drab.
Look, Skeletron. I thought you wanted this?
Perhaps once, when I was still using Steven as a host. But much like you, I dislike our captor for being more powerful than us. Perhaps I should get get attention of a ghostly ally of mine...
Words that I never meant less. Calamitas really bucked up my plans. I just pray that those adventurers are enough to take down Skelly's fragment.
We made the deal before Calamitas showed up to 'Even the playing field' as she called it. Blew the wall down and took out a good portion of the slimy army. Not good, cause they have to contest with the dungeon undead too.
I think my message got through to them, though. I see a couple more adventurers. A Pegasus who is obviously hitting on Glim-Glam, a bird thing and a Terrarian. Looks like they have the adventurers from the Crimson too.
I don't know how to stop my sis from getting hurt. It looks like she's doing okay for now, but that might change. Note to self: Kill the witch bitch before Yharim.
I'm fairly certain Yharim knows what I did. But hey: He can't get mad at me. I'm attacking like he wants. Bonesy is keeping me company. If anycreature tries to hurt me, I'm probably gonna have to get Bonesy to take them out. Despite being smaller, he still has the power of the original, after all.
Guess I should get that mind-link ready for Skelly-boy. I'll keep you updated.
God, it hurts me to even do any of this. I guess it's a test of my willpower, but it still hurts. Bonesy is flying around me, not liking where this is going.
I'm making the skeletons and zombies swarm them. Apparently I'm too much of a tactical mastermind, though, since they're still struggling... I haven't even let out Skelly-boy or summoned the blood moon yet.
And now my sis is coming towards me. She looks like she doesn't want to do this, but motherbucking Yharim is making us! I don't want to kill my sister... I don't...
And it doesn't help that the other version of me in Candy is stronger... I'm bloody useless, I can't even give my sis the blade...
And now I'm sparkling. Yharim wants me for somethi- Wait. Hehehe... Perfect opportunity... Whoops.
Use it well, Sis...
"Wait, I thought there were only two arms?"
"Not exactly."
Heh, motherbucker thought I didn't plan for this? I'm a willing host, shit-for-brains.
"Skelly-boy has so much more power at his disposal that can be called upon by a willing host. Itonic as that is..."
Sorry, a bit mad that the newbies decided to not realize I didn't want this and tried to kill me.
Yeah, Skelly-boy's free. I gotta give him credit for being able to come up with one-liners. Might even come to like him somewhat.
Now I gotta deal with that Pegasus and the little birdie. They're not my sis, so I don't feel too guilty about killing them if I do by accident. Keep two arms at the ready for birdie, distract Darkie with the other two. Only kill if necess- Motherbucking explosives, really? Bone wall that shit, send that after her. Should keep the chickadee busy.
Skelly's summoning the blood moon. That's normal... Wait, what the hell? He's planning something...
Oh mare, this is gonna suck... Sis, be safe... Skelly just turned into 4 of himself and I'm not sure even you can fight this...
Okay, really? A bad time? Come on now, if you're gonna make this a crossover, have the tag. It's just plain respect.
Aaaand there goes every chance in Tartarus that they had. Dammit, Skelly-boy, if my sister dies, I will never stop torturing you, I hope you know that.
Oh, calm yourself, pony. I'm sure this won't be too much of a problem for them to deal with. After all, if I was truly using my full power, they would have been dead where they stand.
I am going to break your bones. Stop making Undertale references, that book is on hold!
What's wrong? Are they too Sansational for you?
...
What? Annoying Dog got your tongue?
I am going to take twice as much joy from killing you as I was before.
ANYWAYS. I think I need to put on a show for Yharim before he gets bored. Guess I'll grab these and fight my sis...
"Those are my Bloody Ruptures! How did you-"
No time for questions, sis, we need to move on, else you really will die... And Candy needs to go. I don't need her to be involved.
"We're still connected when it comes to our inventory, sis. Whatever you and I have stored there can be accessed by both of us, even with our current... condition. Candy, leave me and my sister to our own conflict. You seem to understand my current situation and I know you'd do the same if it was your sister whose life was on the line. Go on and help the others, they'll need it. And get Shy to hurry up with the big motherbucking slimes."
Alright, sis... Get out your Muramasa. I don't want to hurt you, so you need to fight me. There you go.
Hey, wait a sec, what's with calling me Candymena, Pomp? Seriously??? Messing me up with her already? Jeez...
"Here I come, Mena!"
And you hesitated... Okay, you need to learn not to, even for me.
"Two things, sis. First off..."
Give her a little bit of a kick to remind her not to tell everypony what she plans, and give her a bit of a scare. Make sure not to actually hurt her, though, I would never forgive myself for it.
"Don't ever tell your enemy you're about to attack. Secondly, never hesitate to fight your enemy, even if they used to be a friend or family member. Yharim ain't here, but he's always watching."
Damn twisted motherbucking dung-licker...
"So we need to put on a good show for him. I just hope you can forgive me..."
I guess I'll use this to train a bit... I don't want to hurt her, but I may as well get a bit of practice in. I've gotten rusty with my knife skills...
Okay, did I just hear a Skyrim shout? I did, didn't I. Use the crossover tag, dammit...
"Ooh! I love that shout! I especially love to use it to send giants off a cliff-"
Oh joy. She is exactly like my sis. Also, I think Skelly-boy is confused now.
Pony, what in Terraria is she talking about?
Don't worry about it, Skelly-boy. Just keep doing your thing.
Okay, good. I got worried Yharim would get bored there. Actually, scratch that, the bucker is probably laughing his plot off. Where the hell is Bonesy... Oh, there he is. I think that weirdo guy over there who's sneaking towards the dungeon froze up for a sec when he saw him. Eh, whatever. I could kill you, but I don't need that place anymore. Go on, buddy. Keep being a 'great' thief.
Oh good, that's a new one. Apparently Skelly can regen. Nice mechanic, Fargo.
Sis, you really need to keep your guard up- OH BUCK DID I HURT HER THERE?!?!?
Buck, buck, buck... Please be okay, please be okay... Oh thank the Light Goddess...
Okay, they need to get a damn hint...
"Like that wizard dude said, you can't beat Skelly or the limbs by physical means. However, my sis has the key."
I should mind-link quick, try to tell my sis about it. That should help.
W-Wait, Mena, is this where I think it is?
"It sure is. We're using that mind-link trick, so I gave us a peaceful background, make you feel a bit more comfortable."
"Ooooh, it'sbeen a while since we used this! I think the last time was in the SCP universe. I guess it'strue that Terraria isn't the first universe we've been thrown into.
Sis, I love you so much... I'll make him pay for what he's done. Even if I have to take myself out with him.
"We should tell everypony about our adventures once the Skelly problem is dealt with. But right now, I have a lot I need to tell you, and we don't have much time."
Skelly-boy is watching... I won't say anything about that yet.
"Doesn't time shift when we're in here?"
"It does, but not out there in the real world. Around this time, we're only a few seconds away from having our blades clash together. Once that happens, the link will break on us, so we have five minutes, give or take. Don't worry, I don't get it either."
Just like I don't get why Yharim is doing this... There's gotta be a reason other than his depression. I should try to figure it out... Might help me decide whether I give him a slow or quick death.
"Okay. When we get back to the real world, I want you to kick me as hard as you can when the blades collide. Yharim is watching every single move, so if it looks like I let you win, he'll kill you right then and there. He's got a sick sense of entertainment, sicker than mine back in the day..."
Even if he has a reason, I'm still gonna kill him. I was called the Butcher of Ponyville for a reason...
"Once you do that, I'll take the fall and make it look like you took me out. When you hit me, sis, hit me with all your strength, no holding back. I don't wanna be able to walk properly for the next three days cause of the pain, alright? After that, you need to use the sword that I 'dropped' on Skelly-boy and his limbs. That thing can destroy and imprison spirits, so I wasn't kidding when I said you hold the key to winning."
You gotta do this, sis... Holy crap, I think even Skelly-boy got hit right in the feels with this. Yeah, yeah, glare at me and wipe your eye sockets, tough guy.
"I-I'm sorry, Mena... Because of my weakness you-"
NO. It's not your fault. It never was your fault.
"What did I tell you before, sis? You are not responsible for any of this. I would go to Tartarus and become the Crimson King's bride for you; If bending to some depressed jerk's will keeps you safe, so be it. I ain't gonna blame you for any of this, stop blaming yourself. If anything, I was the one who failed to protect you. It'smy fault, not yo-"
Damnit, sis, now of all times? You always were a touchy-feely mare, I guess.
"I love you so much, Mena..."
"Love you too, sis.. We've only got a minute left, so let me say this: Everything that I do, I do for you and ONLY you. I want you to be happy, with your friends, with your life. I was happy myself, back before that Raspberry guy showed up. I got to watch you grow as a mare, become the Element of Laughter! I couldn't be prouder of you."
Sis... Don't cry, please... And no, Pomp, I'm not gonna sing. I despise singing. Also, I suck at it, a fact you probably didn't know, heh...
I'm just gonna hug her... Might be the last time I can...
Damnit, we're starting to separate from the link... never enough time.
"Oh, Mena... At least they're watching... Hi humans."
"Yeah. They want me to tell you, sis, that you're a strong mare, even without me. You can do whatever you put your mind to, I promise."
"We switched places... Before, it was you trying to save me... Now, I need to find a way to save you."
"Heh. You're not ready yet... But soon, I know you will be."
Damnit, just give me a few more seconds!
Just... a few... more...
C'mon, sis, do what I said... A bit more strength, you'll get it, there ya g-
I'm surprised you didn't reveal to her that I was in that mind-link of yours as well.
It's a precaution. We can't let Yharim catch onto our deal, he'd kill her in a heartbeat.
Hm... I don't honestly care about your sister, but valid point nonetheless.
That's not how you were behaving in the mind-link, now was it?
I blame your petty emotions and the fact that you are currently my host.
Even the homicidal giant skeleton can't stop emotions from bothering him, eh?
I would prefer if you stopped ragging on me for it, else I may have to make more puns to tickle your funny bone.
Touche.
I just hope that losing ninety-nine percent of my powers for your plan is worth it. I won't be at full-strength for a few days, so I hope you know what you're doing. For both our sakes.
Like I said, I'm playing chess against a grandmaster. There's at least a chance it works, right?
How reassuring...
Buck, that one actually hurt... Take stock of the situation... I'm going to hurt you for that, Skelly-boy.
Must keep up appearances, yes? Besides, she's fine. One of the Terrarians managed to save her.
Well, let's make sure she's alright.
"-aside from that, though, she's good. In fact, she should be helping your friends up there in-"
Well, I never said I was stealthy.
"Pinkie Pie's sister, I presume?"
"Pinka... Mena... I'm so happy... to know... you're... okay..."
She took that one hard... At least she's not dead...
"Thanks for saving her. Though, without the Muramasa, I doubt any of you have a chance to kill Skelly for good."
"I wouldn't be so sure about that."
Is he... laughing?
"Hope isn't lost yet, Pinkamena. Both for us and for you."
"What are you suggesting...? Pretty sure you can't steal back my sister's life force from Yharim very easily."
"Thanks to your sister, we know that you're being forced to do all of this in order to save her. Yharim is a cruel and traitorous monstrosity. I guess what I'm trying to say is: Celestia and I know your current predicament all too well, especially Celestia. I take it that Yharim has revealed to you about what he’s done to Lunaris?”
"Yeah, he told me about it. I heard everything Twilight told my sister from inside her psyche when we were still linked together, too."
Lunaris... That's the Lunatic Cultist guy, isn't it? Wonder why I haven't seen him yet. Is he still a slave of Yharim's?
It scares me that all the others seem to enjoy working for him. I don't know why they do... What if I start liking it?
What if I kill my own sister... I... I don't know...
Calm down, Mena, Pinkie's okay, and you are your own pony. Noone controls you. NOONE.
"That sounds about right. Like you and Pinkie Pie, Celestia’s brother means the absolute world to her. She would die if it meant that he could be free from Yharim’s grasp. I would do the same for both of them as well. You probably don’t need me to tell you this but I shall make you this vow and if Celestia were here with us, she’d do the same."
A vow? Never had anyone do that for me...
“I, Sai Sahan, hereby vow to watch over your sister in your absence. I’m sure that you’ll be forced to commit heinous acts in servitude to Yharim, in order to protect her. Know this, we shall never call you a monster no matter what happens next. A monster would commit foul deeds for pure enjoyment and selfish reasons. You, on the other hand - or hoof - do it in order to save the one you love. That alone earns my eternal respect.”
Heh... Heheh... If you knew my past, you would never respect me. But thanks anyways.
"...Thank you. There's still the fact the Muramasa flew Light-Goddess-knows-where."
"Light Goddess...? Perhaps I will ask at a later time. As I said before, all hope is not lost. Keep watching for this will all be over soon."
I kinda dou- Welp, nevermind, I guess. Ouch... Good thing I placed my bet on Home Town winning.
This is fine.
Eheh... Yeah, fine.
This is naught but a clone. I live on thanks to you. I simply hope that you truly do allow me to get my hands on that imbecile Yharim.
A promise is a promise, Skelly-boy. I'm serious, right down to the bone.
Hmm... Well-played.
Thanks, Skelly-boy.
So what next?
Well, judging by the mechanical limbs, Yharim doesn't trust me to come back on my own.
Hmph.
"Mena!"
Kinda funny how Sai cares about me after I nearly murdered all of Home Town, but eh...
"No, it’s alright.. Yharim's probably making sure I get back to the hideout 'safely'. I guess he doesn’t trust me enough to return on my own, heheheh. Just make sure you protect my sis, Sai! All of you make sure to protect her from this point on!"
Well, that was a trip.
Hello again, puppet. We have a talk to have, you, Skelly, and I.
How could something so big exist in such a small place? How was it never noticed before? And why am I being forced onto the back of a gigantic bucking dragon?!?!
Okay, so, I don't think Yharim has caught on. He hasn't said anything. I don't know, though, he's kinda hard to read. As for the witch, she keeps looking at me, as if thinking. Maybe on how to kill me, but I think my words from before, though hatefully spoken, may have gotten through to her. She even talked back to Yharim at one point on this ride.
So now we're heading off to a War Council of some sort. Yharim doesn't seem to care that Bonesy is around. I've kinda gotten attached to the little guy, so I keep him out at all times now.
In other news, who knew that an entire civilization was under all this mud. Looks... old. And kinda worn-down. And there's this big-ass temple in the middle of it all.
I was thinking... Yharim needs to use me, right? Which means that he might be bluffing about the life force thing, because he knows I'd rather die than serve him... Maybe I can use it to my advantage.
I don't know what my part to play in all of this is. I don't really want to know, honestly. But whatever it is, I'll keep you all updated.
Dragons... really hurt. They also have a code of honor. Out of every single creature I met today, I'm honestly pretty sure Yharon is the only one of them I can stand.
I mean, don't get me wrong, I don't like him. I just don't hate him as much as the others. At least he has mutual respect for other creatures defending those they love... I get the feeling my sis will be fighting him one day.
In other news, I really should have expected them to attack Equus. I mean, I don't really care about that world, but it means a lot to my sis and I go with whatever she wants.
The question is, how do I protect Equus for my sis? And protect my sis while I'm at it? What if we never find a way back? I don't know, but Equus is pretty much screwed no matter how it goes.
Another, darker thought came to mind earlier. When we first met, Yharim knew what my sister saw in that twisted vision. What if he wants to turn me into that? I know that it's been done before by that version of Discord, when I... uh... ingested the Goddess. I need to make sure it never happens again.
I can't let the GrimDark consume me...
I wonder where Silence is? He'd usually help me here, wouldn't he? Heh... Against Yharim, not even his glitches stand a chance.
Sorry for not talking to you guys for so long. I was a bit busy thinking about Yharim's plans. Have to stay a couple moves ahead, y'know?
Good news is, he shouldn't be attacking until what I can only assume is this 'hardmode' I keep hearing about. Bad news is, if our worlds do become one, it's only going to get tougher. And everyone in Equus will be involved... Can't help but pity them.
Yharon, though, my mind keeps going back to him. I feel a kinship with him despite us being technical enemies. He'll die quicker than the others, I'll make sure. I'd bet he feels the same way about me. Oh, that battle when it comes time, will be glorious... and warm. Very, very warm.
I don't think there's much I can do if I want to escape his notice. I also believe we're stuck with the two worlds becoming one. That still means I can make everything lean in favor of my sis and Co. May as well start with this thief.
"Sup. Stealing from Yharim, huh? Personally, I prefer the 'killing him' approach."
Some kinda werebeast like that Ritsu gal. More snow leopard-like, though. A bit of wolf too. Damn, I'd love to have abilities like that... the uses it would have, heheheh.
Actually, I oughta grab a couple of the more valuable things from here.
"Trust me, that monster created a long line of people who want to see him dead. You gonna report me to that tyrant?"
Jeez, buddy, you aren't stealthy at all. I see you holding that weapon. Would not advise you to use it, though, Skelly may not be at full strength, but I can kick your ass all the same.
"I could give two shits about, Yharim. I despise that bastard more than anyone else I have ever faced before in my life. I’m just here to grab what he told me to grab, you can take whatever in the name of Tartarus you want. If you get caught by someone else, that’s on you. "
Don't expect any help from me in that situation, though. I ain't risking my flank for anycreature other than my sis. Heh... put down the weapon, eh?
GOOD CHOICE.
"Well, damn... Works for me."
I should get to equipping myself. Can't get Yharim mad at me, after all. Now, where's those Profane Soul things? I mean, I do need to protect myself, right?
"So you're a pony. I thought you all disappeared when the Hallow went missing?"
Trying to strike up a conversation? Seriously? I suppose you deserve a reward for having the balls to try to threaten me.
"Yharim told me about that. Apparently, ponies are native to this world but vanished with this 'Hallow'."
"Wait, you say that like-"
Ten points to the snow leopard house for not being utterly stupid.
"Like I'm from another world? That's cause I kinda am. That Raspberry Moon Lord guy dragged us here and we've been trying to get back ever since. I'm guessing we'll be back soon enough, just not in the way we wanted."
"The Moon Lord? Son of a bitch, that sure is something. So what planet are you from?"
And now I'm gonna take those ten points back.
"When I said 'From another world', I didn't mean in this reality. Me, my sis, her friends? We're all from a whole different place."
"Wow... even by Terraria's standards, a pony from another reality is something else entirely."
I dunno if I should take that as a compliment or make his guts spill out on the floor. I'll do the former because this guy could be useful. Except if he can never figure out how to open that safe, the damn code is written on it...
"Code's 4, 5, 6, 6, 4, 2. Coulda found it on top of the safe a while ago, if you had better eyes. Pretty sure that's the Chrysamere mount in there, by the way."
"Uh, thanks..."
No problem, dumbass... use your eyes more.
Anyway... maybe in here? Nah, that's where the Molten Armor is. This safe, probably.
Yeah, yeah, there we go. Let's see what this thing can do...
Nice... Should give the three of you names. Uh... Maybe Bob, Joe, and Billy? Nah, too human. Flamespitter, Heatstroke, and Scarletfire. That'll work.
...
It's a work in progress, okay, I'm not exactly good with names if it wasn't obvious from Bonesy. Anyway... I need to tuck these away where even Pinkie can't get to them. My GrimDark storage should work. I'll keep 'em as a backup plan.
Now let me see... Yeah, the last thing I need is back here. That's nice... Put that in storage because I know Calamislave cursed it as extra security. There.
Now gimme that Molten Armour and these Flameburst Shortswords. I'll take those... I guess sis is gonna have a bit of a surprise in store. Or maybe not. Depends on Pomp-Neigh, to be entirely honest.
Oh, and Pomp-Neigh, since you're reading this, I hope you realize I know you're the reason why this happened in the first place. You're lucky I wanted to be involved.
Anyways.
"So, what's your name?"
Seriously? We're not buddies, dude, ugh...
"Usually it's polite to say yours before going after someone else's."
"Fair enough, my name's Snow."
Snow. Really. Eheheheh... That is just priceless. Try to think of a better one like Blizzard, wouldya?
Don't look at me like that, I know I'm being hypocritical, but at least this time it was only fire-based names.
Anyway. May as well let him know who his allies are.
"The name's Mena, and I'm gonna be the one who ends Yharim's miserable life."
Well, me and that Snowflake guy are pretty much done here, Snowflake in multiple ways, since a soldier just found him. He's bu-
"Snow, we have to get going. I think I found something that can- Wait, why is there a pink pony here?"
"Leinfors, she’s sort of forced to be here so don’t worry about her turning us in."
Well, what a surprise. The two know each other. I guess they're no- oh no, they're super bucked.
"Of course you two know each other... Aaand you have one of Draedon's logs."
Mm, this armor is fairly comfortable. Love that they had the time for pony-sized. Tells me they probably had ponies serving at one point before the whole Wall of Flesh incident.
"Yes. Snow, I think there’s something in here that can help us-"
Eh, may as well dash all their hopes and dreams against the ground now.
"Hm. I guess you know about the alarm already, then."
"A-alarm?!"
Well. This guy isn't the sharpest knife in the toolbox. I kinda called this one, actually. Looks like Snowflake called it too, judging by that look.
"Draedon is a technological genius, which is BAD for you two. See, you actually triggered a silent alarm when you grabbed that log. Oh, and it'll probably go off now. Good luck, you're bucked."
Right on cue. Starting to get used to the ins and outs of this place. Being an ex-serial killer, that means my skills are still just as good as ever.
"Oh come on! You should’ve expected something like this to happen!"
Again, not the sharpest knife in the toolbox, not the most effective flask of poison. Heh, Poison... I wonder what my son is doing right now.
Yes, I'm a mom. No, I haven't seen Venomous for awhile, he's probably all grown up now... Anyway. Moving on.
"A mere oversight on my part…"
"Oversight?! This is Yharim’s kingdom! Setting off an alarm here is the last thing you could ever want to do! You might not be a rogue like me but come on, that’s just common sense!"
I'm not sure whether to laugh or cry at these two. On one hoof, Snowflake seems to be the smarter one, on the other hoof, standing around talking is the worst thing to do in a situation like this. Might wanna start running before you melt, Snowflake.
"We need to move, now! Are you coming with us?"
Oh buck no, I've got a sister to save. You just don't know that...
"Nah. You better start moving. Yharim had a little jerk-off circle with some friends a while ago and some of them might still be hanging around."
I am outta here. Not gonna deal with these two's problems for them. I gotta deal with my own first.
On a side note, I have these Vampire Knives now. If I can get my mark on 'em, it'll be just like old times. Love the knives...
Feels like someone's calling me... Not Yharim, Yharim never calls me by name... No... Somepony else...
'Pinkamena, listen! Focus and hear me at last!'
'Goddess Valencia? Where the buck have you been? Why couldn't I feel your presence?'
'I've always been here, Pinkamena. I have no choice, else Reality itself would end, remember? No, there's something in this world completely stopping me from being capable of speaking or asserting my will. It's like light and darkness have nigh no existence here, as if captured. I see no other option but to find whatever is causing this and destroying it. I will return to full strength then. Even speaking is difficult as of this moment.'
'Hm... That kinda sounds like the Wall of Flesh's doing.'
'A Wall of Flesh? But I have never heard of that! Could it be we're in a different reality altogether? And what is that presence I feel?'
Oh no. Well... time for her to meet Skelly-boy...
'W-What is a large skull doing here? Pinkamena, what exactly happened while I was absent? It appears to be staring at me... Who are you...?'
'I am Skeletron. Now silence, your voice annoys me.'
'How dare you think of commanding me! No, do not approach me, you stay in your corner until we get this settled!'
'Heheheh.... A lot's happened since you went missing...'
Well, I did warn you, Skelly-boy... It was gonna get cramped...
Y'know, I should've gotten some popcorn for this. Snowflake just ran into Storm King and kicked his ass. Matter of fact, I may as well. Think I have some in my mane somewhere... There we go. Ooh, freshly-popped.
Mmm, tasty. Lots of butter on this. And salt. Delicious.
"A-are you seriously eating popcorn?!"
"What? I was enjoying the show and decided to get refreshments."
He seems to be thinking. It's popcorn. What is there to think about?
"...Does that have extra butter?"
"Get your hands away from my popcorn!"
Maybe your missing finger'll remind you I'm not your friend, ass-hat.
"YOU GODDAMN BITCH!"
Uh-oh, looks like I pissed him o- OW!
"You motherbucking dung-licking excuse for a bastard! I'LL SHOW YOU WHY YOU DON'TBUCK AROUND WITH THE BUTCHER!"
Ha.... hah.... heheheh... heheheheh...
I don't know if he's dead or not, but I made sure that he'll be out of commission for a while... On the other hand, I feel great! Like, seriously, it's almost like I ate his soul or something... What are these vampire knives...? I just crushed a piece of cement with my hoof... I'm sure it'll pass.
He doesn't have a right arm anymore, and I think I ate his heart... I should leave before Yharim finds out.
Alright... Snowflake seems to have gotten himself attacked by that 'kitsune tyrant'. I should make sure he's alright... Cause Leinfors sure as hell isn't...
"The following action isn’t suited for idiotic leopard/wolf werebeast hybrids who should’ve been running away by now. Viewer discretion is advised."
I... Wha... No...
Pinkie? Please... No, this can't be real. I've got to be seeing things. He wouldn't...
I've done everything he asked! Why would he do that to her? She doesn't deserve this!
No... no... No, I'm imagining things, just like I always do when I'm away from her too long. That's not Yharim. Yharim would have dragged me out and forced me to watch.
That's what scares me... That I know he's capable of that. I'm not the one trapped by him... you are, sis. I need to change that...
I need to go for a walk.
Well, this is as good a spot as any, I suppose. Great view of my prison... Sorry about earlier. You may not have found out, but I behave differently away from Pinkie. Y'know, the old instincts from the GrimDark coming back and all. When I'm alone, it just makes me wanna bake some treats, if you catch my meaning.
I hate not knowing if she's okay. She's got to have realized I'm gone now... Is she crying, do you think? Is she fighting to find me? Is she... Could she be dead?
...I don't even want to think about that.
Huh? I hear wings. Is it that dragon? Yeah, yeah it is. Wonder what he wants.
"May I join you?"
That... wasn't what I expected. At all.
"Your kingdom too, isn't it? I don't hold authority over you. Do what you want."
"Be that as it is, would you believe that I am a dragon of culture?"
Apparently I amuse him. Great. More all-powerful gods laughing at me, ugh...
"If by 'culture' you mean burning everything and everyone and being a slave of Yharim's, then yeah, I can."
Might have gone a little far there. I should brace myself.
Huh? Weird... I can't read scales very well, but it almost looks like he regrets... something? Weird... might as well learn more about that.
"Whatever. It's fine, go ahead."
"I thank you...
Sure, get real nice and close... What, you got the hots for me or something? Heh... heheh... Nice one, me. Brohoof.
"I… I don’t take pleasure in doing any of that."
Coulda fooled me...
"Then why do it at all? Y'know you're a free dragon, right?”
"Yes, I understand that... But, I love my brother more than anything else. I’d go forth and win his war, if he were to but ask me. I’d fight the entire world just to defend him. And If I should die in doing so… my final dying roar would be for him and him alone."
Sibling loyalty, huh... I guess I can relate.
"You remind me of myself. I respect anyone who’d go to great lengths in order to protect their family, their loved ones. I can see that your sister means the absolute world to you… that is what Yharim is to me. He is my only family that I have left in this world and without him, I’d be lost. Alone. Despite all that he has done and all that he has wronged, what he has become, I still… I still see the brother that I once knew deep inside."
So he wasn't always like this, huh. Kidnapping family, forcing ponies into his servitude... I suppose I should pity him.
But I can't... Pinkie means too much to me. I can't forgive him for that, no matter what he used to be like.
"I get it... I get you. But... your brother has wronged me so badly that I can't even bring myself to forgive him the tiniest bit. I will kill him when and if I can. You said it yourself, after all... my sis means everything to me and I’d do anything for her. Yharim will reap what he's sewn. I can't rest well otherwise."
You're just misunderstood, huh, Yharon. You really are the only one here I can stand. Hell... I might even respect you a bit. Heh...
"On the other hoof... when it comes to you, I actually get where you’re coming from. I guess I'm sorry for what you're dealing with."
Oh God, that word makes me gag... In the GrimDark, if you're sorry, you're dead. Tough place, not fun.
I can't believe the only creature I can relate to here happens to be a bloody dragon. But then again, I'm happy that somecreature can understand my position.
Not that I like it here because of that, though. One positive in an ocean of negatives... I always was a realist.
Aaaaaand, of course, the asshole of the hour arrives. What do you want, Yharim...
"Pinkamena, get your flank ready and be prepared to leave in ten minutes. You get to visit Camelot today."
GREAT. More shit to deal with... Can't get a break for five minutes, but I suppose that's not allowed for slaves... Well, better not keep the asshat waiting...
Hope I can talk to Drago 2.0 again... Might be nice.
Well. That was a bitch and a half. Yharim didn't even tell me what I was supposed to do in Camelot, just that the bitchslave would be waiting for me. So now I'm here.
And apparently some kinda Flim-Flam Brothers ripoff decided to stalk me most of the way. I can hear them behind me.
"Excuse us, pony. But are you in fact... well... the real deal?"
I don't want to talk to you, you bucking assholes...
"Want me to shit on your wagon to prove I exist? Just ask."
Look, I don't have the patience to come up with amazing one-liners right now. Deal with the fourth-grade insults.
"Oh, she’s rather rude. Wouldn’t you say, dear brother of mine?"
"Why yes, dear brother of mine. Perhaps she’d show us more respect if she knew who we were?"
Oh for buck's sake....
"I already know you, dumbasses... You're the Flim-Flam Brothers, also known as a pain in my plot. So if you wouldn't mind, BUCK OFF."
I doubt they'll get the idea... nope, now they left their wagon. Wonder what they're planning.
"Well then, I think we can just skip the charades. Eh, dear brother of mine?"
"Why yes, dear brother of mine. I think she’d sell for a handsome amount."
Oh really now? You think I'll sell? No, what am I saying, of course they do.
Doesn't mean I'll let you.
"You’re coming with us, pony."
"She’d undoubtedly sell for so much money, dear brother of mine. We’d probably even get fifty platinum pieces for her. Ponies are incredibly rare nowadays."
On the other hoof, though killing them would be nice and probably release some anger... Why not do something else... I may be a Guardian of the Light, but even I have to submit to darkness occasionally. Better these motherbuckers than an innocent...
May as well see if my acting has gotten rusty before I give them their free tour of why you don't buck with a GrimDark. Heheheheheh...
"P-Please don't hurt me... I-I'm just having a bad d-day! I c-can't defend m-myself! I'm s-sorry for being s-so mean!"
Nice, nailed the fake tears and stuttering! This mare's still got it. Love playing the cute, fluffy, innocent act.
"Too bad, pony. You’re nothing but our retirement funds now."
"Now then, be a good little pink pony and get your flank into the wagon... Move it!"
"A-Ah! P-Please don't! I'll g-get in!"
"Do as we say and the worse that could happen to you is that you end up with a master who’ll turn you into glue. Oops, well, I never said that we’d do anything to ya. Aside from selling your sorry ass, that is. Now get in."
Heheh... Tough talk for someone who's going to die in agony.
Ugh, my head...
"P-please, I j-just want to g-go ho-"
"I said get in! What are ya, a pony or a donkey? Idiot! Flam, I’ll keep our little friend here quiet while you drive us to the warehouse. Thanks to our ‘totally legit’ business history, no one should question us."
You're going to regret saying that.
Mother of the GrimDark, what's with this headache all of a sudden... It keeps getting worse.
"Sounds good to me, dear brother of mine."
The bucker just pushed me. Damnit, I know what's happening, and with the Light Goddess gone, I can't stop it!
Grrr... Whoever's watching me, I see you..., you need to make sure you diediediediediediediestay away from me! If I don't come back nocomingbacknevercomingback to my senses, you need to ask me 'Does the Black Moon mysoulmyspiritmylifeallgonegonegonegone howl'! It'll let you figure out if I'm okay!
Good luck. Heheheheheheh...
The doors close, leaving Flam and Mena alone. Flam covers up the pony's snout, halting any sound from emerging, while also keeping his sword against her neck.
Mena has stopped moving, and her eyes appear to be an even icier blue than normal, though something seems strange. A patch of crimson coloration appears to be spreading very slowly through her pupil.
Flam keeps his grip on the pony, as the wagon begins moving, the sounds of horseshoes emanating through the air. Nothing is on his mind other than selling the pony for a hefty price. He believes he can get 100 Platinum if he pretends this pony is a rare variety, despite knowing nothing about ponies in general.
Mena continues staying still as the air is growing slightly colder. The crimson coloration in her pupil has overtaken it, leaving only a ring of light blue, like a solar eclipse. Flam does not notice.
A few minutes later, the wagon bumps over a small pile of rocks. Flam is distracted, sharpening his silver shortsword, which emits loud screeching, like rusty metal hinges. He hears a box fall and rushes to it to make sure it isn't damaged. Mena's head has turned towards him, giving him only an expressionless stare.
Flam finishes checking his merchandise and grabs a new sharpening stone, continuing his mission to sharpen the shortsword. He realizes that the pony has been staring at him for approximately five minutes. He glares at her.
"What's the matter? Too uncomfortable for ya? Well, unfortunately, you're going to have to deal with it. Until you're sold, of course."
He gets no response and grunts, looking away. He can't help but feel uneasy. For a pony that was begging for her life earlier, she certainly was quiet now. Too quiet... He realizes his legs are bound and the pony is directly in front of him, brandishing the supposedly legendary Vampire Knives, still with that same emotionless expression.
He looks a bit nervous as he clears his throat.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?"
He is slowly bringing out his silver shortsword, only to find it on the opposite side of the wagon and his hands bound.
"W-Wait now! Perhaps I could offer you a partnership with our business? It is very lucrative, I assure you!"
The expressionless pony stares at him, Vampire Knives at the ready. She says nothing as she begins her cutting, stifling his cries of pain with a hoof.
She starts off with his arms, making long, straight cuts along the upper area of the limb. It's a tradition she uses for every new victim, marking them to let them know their number has finally come up. Flam writhes in pain, unable to move his arms any longer.
The pony next carves her own cutie mark into his neck, forever enlaying his fate into his flesh. With the second part of the marking process complete, she stares emotionally at his face, punching him flat with her front hoof.
Though Flam does his best to alert his brother of his plight, the pony still has her hoof in his mouth. However, this time, her Vampire knives appear to be in that same hoof, and with a small swish, Flam's cries are muted forever.
Deed done, Pinkamena begins her harvest. She cuts open his torso, bending the ribs back so far they break with a resounding crack. The first gush of blood squirts from the injury, painting the wall behind Pinkamena red with the life essence. She seemed to have moved inhumanly fast to avoid the spray.
Slowly, she begins to dissect the Terrarian, taking each organ out with perfect precision and crushing each on the ground due to not having any baking supplies.
She saves the lungs and heart for last, as she opens her mouth... and keeps opening it.
The last thing the Terrarian sees before respawning is the sharpened fangs of the abomination that calls itself Pinkamena Diane Pie.
"Weeeee’re here! Are you ready… t-to… be..."
Flim stares into the wagon, many thoughts going through his head, none of them good. His brother lies sliced apart, blood soaking the inside of the vehicle. The once-thought weak and pathetic mare inside glares at him, pink miasma emanating all around her.
"Awww, poor little Flim. Worried about what happened to your brother? Well... how about we ask him?"
The mare seems to grab something, maliciously grinning, revealing her razor-sharp, bloodstained fangs. Flim nigh pukes upon realizing what this mare... no, thing... was holding.
"Hey, Flam~ Why don't you tell your bro how you're doing?"
The monstrosity holds up Flam's severed head, moving the mouth in tandem to it's deepened voice.
"Don’t you worry about little old me, dear brother of mine. See? I’m doing just fine. I was just having a nice little chat with Pinkamena, but I got… ‘a-head’ of myself."
The monstrosity snickers, neck cracking and rotating upside-down in an unhealthy manner. It stares at Flim with a smirk, before taking a bite out of the top of the head.
"Badum-tish..."
Upon seeing this, Flim attempts to scream, only to be silenced by the pink miasma choking him. Flim drops to his knees in an attempt to gain breath as the monstrosity stands on his legs without seeming to have moved. He goes unconscious after a minute or so.
The true GrimDark form of Pinkamena stands in front of Flim's fallen body, tracing a hoof lovingly along the areas where his organs were hidden, licking her fangs in anticipation.
"We're going to have so much fun, Flim... Let's get you ready for your final party."
Flim's words are cut off by the mare from before, as he realizes her fanged smile is directly in his face. He begins to hyperventilate as he discovers this fact. The mare slithers back, rotating her head back to normal.
"Oh, goodie! You're finally awake. Y'know, my sis gets depressed when somepony falls asleep at her parties. I just get very... very... hungry."
The maw of the mare opens slightly, revealing the salivating fangs beneath, as she licks them once more, breathing ragged. She manages to pull back and close her muzzle, smirking at Flim's terrified expression.
"It was quite nice of you to supply me with a cellar. It was also extremely stupid. After all, I do my best work down here, heheheh..."
She sharpens her knives against the stone she took from Flam, listening to the sounds of Flim attempting to escape from the metal table he was strapped to. As the sounds continue, she starts chuckling, then laughing maniacally. The demented laughter freezes Flim in terror.
"Oh, the nostalgia... It's been too long since someone pissed me off enough to unlock my true potential... Perhaps I will remember who I am once I become the pony that you all love. In fact, why don't we move to my perspective, hm? This third-person stuff is super annoying."
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"Much better. Now, let's continue, shall we? I'm starting to get hungry."
Ah, I love doing this. I can smell the terror emanating from that filth calling itself Flim. He really should've known better than to attempt to threaten someone as strong as me.
Look, I'll be straight with all of you. I am still Mena, all of that drama was my acting... But I hide secrets even you don't know. I do not wish to reveal them. All in good time, as the saying goes.
Anyways. You're not here for that, are you? I promised dark subject matter, after all. Well, here it is.
"You know, this isn’t the first time that I’ve seen this scenario play out. Having one of my victims restrained against their will, watching them quake in fear and even questioning if this is real or a nightmare... I relish the feeling. Let me just say: It’s real, it’s all too real. Isn’t that right, Flam?"
"P-please! Let me go! I won’t tell anyone!"
Pathetic. They kidnap innocent terrarians and think they should be given all the respect in the world. People like him and Yharim... They deserve to suffer in the Void. The only reason I haven't done this to Yharim is because I need more information on his motives.
"If I had a bit, or in this world’s case, copper, for every time I heard that line, I’d be the richest pony in the multiverse."
Perhaps I should get to the point. Momentarily, I will return you to third person so you can get the full experience.
Oh look. He pissed himself. Quaint.
"I should congratulate you though. You get to be my first Terrarian! No, not the first one to kill, but for something else... Something I picked up from the GrimDark."
Oh, he looks delicious. I can hardly restrain myself.
"Tell me, how do you feel about… cupcakes?"
The mare calmly approaches Flim, angling a Vampire Knife just enough to be able to shave off the first layer of skin, and gets to work. Flim's anguished cries fill the air, though unfortunately for him, noone will hear him.
A second vampire knife joins the first, cutting gently down to muscle level, allowing thick, red blood to well up in the injury. The knife then slips underneath Flim's skin horizontally and is left there.
The mare grabs a syringe from the table with an annoyed look on her face, injecting its' contents into the Terrarian. Flim immediately cries out in pain, fully conscious once more.
"Rude. I think you need to learn a lesson about manners."
The mare pries up a large flab of skin in one go, getting a spray of blood right in her mouth as a reward. She savors the treat for a moment before letting the rest of the blood trickle down her coat. The flow slows to a stop after a minute, leaving her drenched in the viscous liquid and purring.
"Apology Accepted~ Now let's get back to it."
She slowly begins to dissect the muscle, getting repeatedly hit by spurts of blood with each tear. She seems to be enjoying the wretched shower and continues on, until the point where the first glimpse of ribcage could be seen. With both knives, she widens the cut, making it large enough for her head.
Immediately, she plunges her head into Flim, making him scream even louder as pure adrenaline rushes through his veins. She grasps the exposed rib with her fangs, and yanks hard. With a resounding crack, the rib breaks off, Flim beginning to choke on his own blood. She repeats this process multiple times, until the organs are completely exposed.
Injecting him with another shot of adrenaline, and poking a hole in his slowly-filling lungs to drain the blood out, she begins preheating her oven. A baking tray is placed out, and the skin flap that the mare took is set aside and chopped into pieces. Along with the normal milk, sugar, eggs, and other basic baking ingredients, the skin is added, skillfully placed to act as the cupcake wrapper. She grinds up the ribs and uses them as flour for her mixture. Once the dough is properly mixed, she looks at Flim with a menacing smile.
"Time for the harvest..."
She uses her knives as scalpels, to remove each of the organs other than the heart and lungs. Each one is chopped up and added to the mixture, mixed well, and poured into the baking sheet perfectly, without a single spill. Pink miasma forces the heart and lungs to keep working, and the mare is absolutely soaked in blood at this point.
Once the cupcake batter is finished, the mare returns to the side of Flim, hoof resting on his head.
"Usually, your heart and lungs would be used as well, but... I have something I need to do. Don't take me eating you alive personally... It's the first step of a ritual. A very important ritual."
The mare's jaws begin to open wider than they should be, a misshapen and horrific smile widening as well. The fangs are in full view now, and Flim can no longer scream thanks to the blood bubbling out of his mouth. Her eyes widen, pupils shrinking as she gets closer.
Well, I hope that baker is happy with his... Heheh, purchases. After all, I made those cupcakes with care.
"Thank you very much, Miss Pinkamena. These cupcakes are sure to sell! They’re absolutely delicious. Seriously, what’s the secret? It's got to be a pony thing, there sadly aren't many of you left nowadays. Also, be careful out there, who knows what kind of sick individuals would try to do something to you."
That's so ironic of him to say that I kinda wish I had more cupcakes to give him... Oh no, that's just my insanity talking.
"Appreciate the tip. Also, I can’t reveal my secret and as a fellow baker, I’m sure you can understand that we all have our secret recipes. I will however say this: It’s to absolutely die for."
Ow, my head again... I have no idea why this keeps happening... Eh, whatever. Probably just a headache. Hey, maybe Yharim's trying to use mind magic on me again, heheh.
"I understand completely, ma’am. Oh, and, just between you and me… That fire that’s taking place at the docks? I hope that it affects The Flim-Flam Brothers in a negative way. Hate those bastards…"
Eheh. Glad I could be of service.
Ow. My head. Again. It's like something is trying to get me to hear them. Not the Light Goddess, something... Darker? I don't quite understand how to explain it.
"Oh, I’m sure you won’t be seeing them around anymore. Enjoy the cupcakes!"
Act the part of the cute pony and dispose of the evidence that I don't quite remember making. Also, I had to take a long bath to get all the blood out of my fur. Have to admit, been a while since the last time I made a new batch.
"Mmmm, delicious."
Still got it, heheh. I'm sure they are, shopkeep... Nothing like a bit of intestine to give a cupcake some flavor. I should know, I invented this kind of cupcake.
Anyway... I should get going.
As Pinkamena makes her way through Camelot, you catch a glimpse of sharp teeth in her shadow, along with a misshapen smile.
Ooookay, this is definitely NOT what I should've done. I've had children attempt to pet me at least fifteen times now, and one even tried to hop onto my back! Also, like three of them started crying. I have no idea why.
But seriously, all I'm hearing is mutters of 'how cute the pony is' and that 'I thought they were extinct'. And now I've drawn attention to myself...
Yeah, walk through the town without a disguise, I said. It'll be fine, I said. I am going to make more cupcakes very soon if I'm not careful. I'm just gonna take this Invisibility Potion, kids be damned.
Much better. Now I can climb up this wall and just go from building to building. Heheh... Maybe that stealthy gal would be proud of me. If she didn't try murdering me or something.
Now that I'm up here... DAMN, this place is huge. Might be bigger than Manehattan back in Equestria. Or maybe bigger than Silent Ponyville.
Now how am I gonna get in there... guards at the front and patrolling the precipets. Might use that carriage. Invisibility'll work. Alright. Here we go.
A loud thunk rings out as the mare assumedly lands on top of the carriage.
Landed it, nice. Okay, I should be able to ride this all the way in and climb the walls to... uh... somewhere. It's an unfinished plan, okay?
I'll go behind the place and-
"Actually, I’ll open a portal for you to enter the Pri- oops, I mean, my private chambers."
...
I was really hoping I wouldn't hear that bitch again.
"Oh, goodie. Great to see you, slave witch."
"You should bow down before me, useless pony. I am, after all, a Princess."
Oh wow, useless pony? I'm soooo insulted.
"Eh, more like a slut, to be honest. Of course, no slut is complete without a beautiful body. Good to see you found yours, that ugly face of yours from before would've been a major turnoff for your clients, or should I say, client."
Heheh... Burn, bitch. Burn yourself to the ground. I love seeing you pissed. God, it just makes me happy as the Void... What the hell even is the Void? That's kinda weird.
"I don’t have time for your shit right now. Get your ass into that portal so we can begin the preparations."
"Eheh, yeah, one problem: None of you even told me what we're supposed to be doing here. I was just supposed to meet you here."
'I’m about to get to that part, idiot. As you know, we’ve been shaping certain events so that the unification process can commence. Disguised as Princess Cadence, I’ve been working with a contact who serves The Underworld and our job, or shall I say, your job, is to plant these demonic runes throughout the capital. While you do that, I’ll continue to pose as Princess Cadence."
Wow, gotta love when the slave witch likes being royalty too much to get off her own ass and deal with it. Though those runes give me an idea... I don't know why, but maybe I should put down some GrimDark runes too. Maybe it'll make me stronger or something, I dunno.
"Demonic runes, eh? What kinda contact do you got to get access to that sort of thing?"
"Tanner The Guide. Very soon, Camelot is going to become hell on earth. Literally. Nyarlathotep shall arise and when that happens... with that creature’s power, Equus and Terraria shall become one."
Hell no. Not on my watch, and especially not until my sis is ready for that. I'll have to try my best to stall their plans. Gonna have to wait for the perfect opportunity, though...
Oh dear Silent Ponyville, the pink here is horrifying. Suitably submissive for a witch dominated by Yharim, though. I mean, I love my sis, but no way in hell would I have this much pink in my room. I'm more a red kinda gal. Red like blood.
"Y'know, if I didn't know better, I would've said that you have a thing for me, Calamitas. And if you secretly do, I'm just gonna let you know that this plot is reserved for one stallion and one stallion only."
Heheh... She gets pissed so easily. I love it.
"Very cute, useless pony. Seriously, what does Yharim even want with something as pathetic as you?"
"Eheh, says the slave wi-"
OOH. Getting a little SASSY there, don't ya think, bitch? Guess you agree... Life IS a PARTY.
Through the portal, you can see Mena beginning to grow sharpened teeth and that twisted, malevolent smirk from before. It seems her sanity is going now thanks to that bolt of lightning that she dodged.
"Y'know what? I'm gonna have a lot of FUN with you... I've been waiting so long..."
Pinkamena licks her fangs in anticipation, that pink miasma from before beginning to appear. She's salivating.
"Come and get it, bitch! And after I kill you, your sister is next! Oh yes, I'm going to finish her nice and slow!"
"You’re gonna regret saying that~"
Maniacal laughter fills the room as the deranged madmare begins to teleport closer and closer. Calamitas actually seems... nervous? She's finally noticed the salivating fangs and the rotating head, and some of her bravado is gone. The monstrosity teleports closer, jaws opening wide, ready to taste the witch's blood...
"As entertaining as it would be to watch you tear each other apart... That will be enough for now."
Just as quickly as it had appeared, Mena looks normal again, eyes filled with anger and determination. Calamitas can only wonder what secret powers this mare has been hiding.
"You both have a job to do, so get to it. Signus, Envoy Of The Devourer... has spoken."
Okay, let's deal with this so I can go back to relaxing. I hate serving that bucking tyrant.
On another note... my headache seems like it's staying for a good long while. Some cool darkness would be nice right about now.
Ugh, let's just deal with starting this demon invasion... Huh? What the hell am I hearing?
Pinkamena... You can hear me, can't you? Good.
Huh?! Who the buck are you? Matter of fact, WHERE the buck are you?
Two interesting questions... Perhaps your memories have been lost. Nonetheless, I will help you get them back. Allow me to explain it this way: I am the Mena to you as you are the Mena to Pinkie.
Stop with the motherbucking riddles and either explain properly or show yourself!
Was I always this impatient? Hm... It has been a while since we were forcefully exiled... Along with our world.
What do you mean 'Our world'?! Exiled? I've always been in the GrimDark!
Perhaps another explanation is in order. You remember how you appeared before separation, yes? Whenever our sister became too aggravated, you would always push to the surface to give her a break. In the same way, I am who comes to the surface when you become too aggravated.
Wait... you mean...? I'm remembering something... I don't know what it is, but it definitely hurts...
Ah, your memories are beginning to return. Yes, I am what results when you give into the dark temptations that you struggle with. I am the deepest part of the abyss you call 'insanity'.
Our sister, you, myself... We are all connected, despite being separated for now. Our psyche is vast enough to contain all three of us, as well as other consciousnesses, such as Valencia and Skeletron.
That being said, however... you and I are deeply intertwined... There is much to reveal, and little time, but I will leave you with this: You and I are the same entity, though you have changed since the loss of your memories.
It just so happens... I have them right here. Allow me to show you.
Agh... my head... it's getting worse, I can't... I don't...
I remember now. Who you are. Who we are.
Pinkamena seems to be adopting a form similar to that of those she had transformed into before. Her light blue eyes gain a ring of red, and her teeth sharpen into deadly points. Her mane and coat gain swirls of black and she seems to stand more confidently.
We are the harbinger of the void, of the GrimDark. As have the others, Athena, Anubis, even Greed... We have awoken. The prophecy spoke about and handed down from generation to generation... it's time has come. We are Oblivion...
We do have to be careful. Not much can be done about the Tyrant knowing... he already does. However, his confidence in our control will be his downfall. The very runes he plans to release Nyarlathotep from can be used for a different purpose.
Mena, now in her true form of Oblivion, places a rune that gives off an aura of emptiness next to the demonic rune.
Reality will suffer... Unfortunate, but necessary. When Nyarlothotep is defeated, many curses and seals placed on us will be ended. And when the light and dark spirits rise, so shall the Void.
The Jungle Tyrant must be dethroned for his actions. And we will make sure he is.
Well, I found out one annoying thing about apparently being a super powerful entity. The fact that you get a permanent migraine as you try to get used to being aforementioned entity. OW.
In other news, I have no idea why my memories are all flooding back now of all times. Hell, I don’t even know if I'm a pony now, seriously! This shit's gonna make me go more insane than I already am if I keep thinking about it...
Oh look. Guards, yay. Glad that Princess Slut thinks so highly of me. Ugh, whatever...
"Welcome back, Pinkamena. Your quarters have been prepared for you during your absence."
Heh, how? Did Bitch Slave put hay on the ground to spite me. I really hope so, because it's another insult I can add to the list of things to make her suffer for.
"Cool."
'Home Sweet Home'... Come to think of it, I should add some more GrimDark runes here. Probably make me stronger.
Hey, wait a sec, these two just came in...
Perhaps we should prepare to fight, pony.
Yeah, yeah, Skelly-boy, I know.
"Pinkamena, my partner and I are your allies."
Wait, what?
"My name is Braelor, and this here is Statis."
"We understand that you might not trust us, which is why we brought you a gift from someone."
"Hey, that's... That's one of my sister's Gingerbread Supremes..."
And it's also one of my favorites... Most of my own cupcakes are based off of them, just with organs added.
"Yes. Our associate, Candy The Party Girl, managed to procure this for us and told us that it will earn us your ears. All we ask is for you to hear us out. This may very well be most interesting to you."
But how would they know I'm here... That other guy looks like a rogue, too. We're they following me? Must have been.
Pinkamena, I would give them a chance for now. Perhaps they will be... useful in the near future...
Yeah, yeah... Maybe. I'll trust it for now. Candymena must've had a hand in this. It makes sense.
"Guess Candy knows her stuff, then. Alright... take the fact I'm not stabbing you in the throat for saying my sister's name as a sign I'm interested. You've got thirty minutes before I change my mind."
"I thank you. I’ll give you the short version: How would you like to screw over Yharim?"
Heheh... Yeah, no, Pomp, I'm not gonna be saying 'metaphorical erection', but this does peak my interest. Also credit to them for not flinching, usually ponies are terrified when I threaten them. Gilda certainly was.
"Heh... Alright, I think I can spare a couple hours. Tell me more..."
Mena's teeth sharpen slightly and her eyes gain a crimson ring to them, pink miasma faintly emanating.
So, that's what they want to do, huh. Way riskier than I usually'd go with, but nonetheless... These two are all I've got. Well, and the renters of my mindspace, heheh.
This is a good chance... We must take the offer.
I still don't get the goal of Oblivion or if it's me or not... It's tough to comprehend.
It is not 'my' goal, but 'Our' goal. We must take this offer. Our sister is counting on us. We will know our goal when the full power of the GrimDark returns. Patience for now.
This is all just so weird... I can't remember placing down the runes, I can only remember a slight bit before. As far as I know, Oblivion isn't trying to take me over or lie to me or anything. But... That means that even they don't know their own goal? Ugh, this is going to make my headache worse.
Maybe I'll know more after. Yeah... We'll understand when the GrimDark returns.
"So, we can fuck over Queen Bitch and King Asshole at the same time. All we need to do is prove to Queen Bitch he's been cloning her DNA and make this Golem thing attack Yharim."
"Indeed. The lihzhards created every Temple in every Underground Jungle Biome, in all of existence. Within said Temples lies a guardian of their very own design, as you mentioned before: The Golem."
Huh... That thing seems... really... uh... primitive. I think that's the word. No matter what, though, I need to make sure our Sis is safe. If Yharim finds out... She's bucked and I don't even want to know what I'd do.
We must use this plan. If we do not, our worst fears may come to pass. Yeah... That's true.
"What if the motherbucker destroyed it? I never saw it there, and trust me, I saw some shit that'd make a normal pony go insane when I was there."
"Ah, but there is..."
Huh? The hell is this? It's some kind of... hologram? How do I... Oh. Okay, let's see...
Oh, so that's why the bucker wanted Skelly-boy. For his power.
HOW DARE HE! I WILL RIP THAT DAMNABLE WENCH INTO PIECES AND THROW HIM INTO THE DEEPEST PITS OF THE UNDERWORLD!
Cool it, Skelly-boy. We all hate the motherbucker.
Yeah, Draedon, I had the same question, but I'm pretty sure I have the answer...
Wait a second.
He's threatening our sister to make me do his dirty work for him and he's planning on capturing her anyway...?
"That motherbucking BASTARD!"
Braelor is looking nervous, leaning towards Statis and muttering something. He decides he will attempt to calm the obviously enraged pony.
"I understand your anger-"
"OH REALLY. You UNDERSTAND me? Trust me... You don't. Let me explain, TERRARIAN. I just learned that EVERYTHING I'M DOING to keep my sister safe IS FOR NOTHING!"
Pinkamena's eyes seem to completely blacken this time, with only the slightest crimson, and her fangs seem to be red-stained and dripping blood now. It seems this news has angered the entity within as well.
Our feelings are mutual. However, now would be a bad time... We must retain our anger. Yharim is counting on us blundering in this chess game... We must not allow this. We will calm ourself.
Upon this statement, the fangs stop dripping blood and the crimson pupils return, though nothing else has changed.
Grrr... This bastard just moved his number way up...
But Oblivion is right... I can't lose my temper... That'll get me into way too much shit, and Sis would be in more danger.
"So it's true... you really are Oblivion."
How did he bucking know that...
"Shocked that we know about that? Trust me, there's a lot more to us than meets the eye. As I'm sure you are all too familiar with. The plan will work, Pinkamena. And once it does, we will have delayed Yharim’s plans long enough for other forces to gather enough strength to face him. But, all three of us must remain focused."
Focus... Yeah... We need to focus. I need to focus.
The pony returns at last to her normal state. Though strangely, her slightly bloodstained fangs do not disappear. It seems that Oblivion and Mena are slowly becoming one again.
"When... When do we enact this plan?"
"Let us take care of that. All we wanted was you joining our operation. We will contact you again very soon, once we’re sure that everything is ready."
"We know that your sister’s life is on the line which is why we must execute this plan to the utmost perfection. We will take the appropriate steps to ensure that it’s ready to go but we’ll need a few more days."
...One more question.
"Why are you two helping me? What's your motive?"
"Yharim has wronged us in a way similar to your own. We’ll tell you more about it in the future but for now, rest up. We’ve got a lot to do in the coming days."
Okay. So. Back here in this dingy dungeon of a temple. Really boring place, so I planned on going for a walk before me, Braelor, and Statis decide to liven up the place. Really hope they're safe, cause it'd be annoying if they died.
Maybe I should explore the left passageway at this crossroads. Looks like it might have some fun torture going on to watch.
Orrrr... that works I guess? Ponies in cells. Depressed ponies, I should say, judging by Bluey over there.
"Hey, yo, Bluey, what's your name?"
Have to wonder why Yharim didn't just kill these guys. I mean, judging by it, they seem pretty damn useless. Lemme see if I can scare him into talking to me.
"Hey, you deaf, asshole? What's your name?"
Seriously, I don't know how this guy is managing to piss me off. Maybe he's in that cell cause he's an annoying motherbucker.
"Guess you like sitting in that dingy cell, then. Whatever."
"Why bother... I'm nothing now..."
Oh, goodie. Mr. Depresso decided to respond for once in his damn life.
"Looks like you aren't completely mute, then. Look over here, my face ain't the floor."
Wow... I've seen more expressive things in the GrimDark... I don't even think there's a pony in this motherbucker anymore. Not even worth a shot. Ugh...
There are a shitton more ponies here. Seriously, what’s the point of keeping them if none of them are useful in any way? Yharim, what the buck is going through your mind? Maybe you want 'em to feel the same way you do, heheheh...
Celestia, have I really been this malicious since I got here...? Maybe working for Yharim is having more of an effect than I'd prefer... I don't like it. There's no mind spell on me, far as I know. Am I actually... No, I'm not even gonna think about that. I'm NOT like that slave witch, and I'm CERTAINLY not going to be Yharim's willing slave. Buck no...
Hey, what the Tartarus? I can hear yelling from further down this hallway. I'm a bit curious.
"You useless brat! You are nothing but a mistake!"
That voice sounds familiar. Who the buck is she yelling at? Matter of fact, who's that buckface hitting?
...And why aren't they in pain...? No yells or anything. Gives me the creeps.
"I never should’ve had you, ungrateful pup! You dare to defy the orders of your mother?!"
You fucking bitch. Hurting your own KID? I should fucking...
No, no... not my business. Celestia knows I wouldn't hurt Venomous like that... But I shouldn't interfere. Poor kid...
What the buck am I saying. I can't let that kid suffer. Who knows how long the poor thing has been going through this...
Weird cell... Has that kid been forced to stay in there all this time? That's just cruel...
And look at that. Cosmos the Bitchsune Tyrant, beating her own kid... who apparently is also a kitsune. Guess I was right.
"The buck do you think you're doing, Cosmos?"
"This doesn't concern you, brat of Oblivion and Harmony!
What.
What the buck?
First off, buck you for calling me a brat. Second off, you really need to improve how you say things, bitchsune. And third off, WHAT?!?!?!?
"I would HIGHLY advise you NOT to buck with me, Cosmos."
Mena... You see that kitsune? You need to help her.
The buck? That was what I was gonna do, but seriously, WHAT THE BUCK did Discord's fangirl mean by calling me your brat?!
I... uh... didn't want to reveal this so soon, but... it's because you and Pinkie are. And that kitsune? Well... She's your half-sibling.
Great, so now I have another sister to protect and my apparent 'dad' never bothered to tell me. Goddamn... I can almost tell that this is gonna end badly for me.
I do have to admit, for whatever she is, she is bloody adorable. Very fluffy too. Extremely so. Also, multiple tails? Flutters would go crazy over her.
"Don’t think that Oblivion’s brat saved you from your punishment, Crystal Moonbeam!"
Well, at least I know her name.
Well don't just stand there, get your plot over there and save your sister!
On it, Dad... Oh God this is gonna hurt.
"Ohoho? You’re approaching me? Instead of leaving us to it, you’re coming right to me?"
...Seriously?
"Get away from my sister, bitchsune!"
"Oh, how cute! Come and make me get away from her, whelp!"
I hate her damn cockiness. The worst part is she has the power to back it up.
Well, only way to do this is to throw some knives at her... And holy crap, I actually hit her.
"Ouchie! Oh dear, I’ve been defeated! Please, show mercy to this poor and defenceless creature!"
I call bullshit on this one.
You'd be right too, she’sfull of it and full of herself. Has her head shoved so far up her own ass that she may as well become a plumber. Either way, you need to be careful, Mena. She's no joke to fight... It's gonna take a miracle to beat her.
No shit Sherlock.
"Hey, Yandere Simulator wannabe, your acting sucks ass!"
"Yuup, you’re definitely Oblivion’s brat… that mouth of yours can get you into a lot of trouble, squirt."
Guess she's the corrupted Rainbow Dash, heh... That would make too much sense for my liking.
"Ah, fine wine. What? You didn’t really think you could actually hurt me, did you?"
I want to shove this bitch's teeth so far up Calamitas's ass it burns. I think she just made me hate her more than the slave witch.
"Obviously not. But I can certainly try!"
Not one of my best rebukes and... Oh, damn I hit her aga- grkh...
"Hello there, Oblivi-wizzy. It must annoy you to know that all you can do is watch as I beat your little brats, before your very eyes."
When I come back, Cosmos, you are going to be my first victim, you fucking bitch.
"What do you think you’re doing, Cosmos?"
Of course HE'S here... Grrr, let go of me you bucking slut!
"What does it look like? I’m punishing these little abominations!"
"Cosmos, I specifically told you to ‘fetch’ your daughter, yes?"
Oh, shit, you're in trouble.
"NOT, punish your daughter. I’m very particular with my words."
What the buck, did half-sis just... Oh no. Oh crap... He got into her head, didn't he... shit, shit, shit...
YOU MOTHER FUCKER. I'm gonna fucking rip out your damn intestines and feed them to your fucking brother for that! How DARE YOU pretend to care about MY daughter!
Huh? Shiny thing above me? What is that...?Maybe I should wait until daddy finishes healing me... Mom was really mad today...
I should slit her open and see how she feels being abused.
Mmm, bad shadow. No thinking like that.
"Thanks, Daddy!"
"It’s all right, my little fox. Why don’t you go play with your uncle Yharon? I’ve got… business that needs my personal attention."
"OK!"
Mmm... That pony looks familiar. I know her, but where... mrrm...
Why is the shiny thing still there. I don't think Daddy can see it. I should ask him if he can.
"Wait, sis, you gotta listen to me!"
Huh? Sis? But I'm a kitsune, not a pony... I should thank her for her help anyways, mrrr...
"Thanks, but... All I have is my daddy... and hatred."
Bad shadow, mrrrrrrr... Stop being mean.
"Maybe I should give it a chance, though..."
Now to remind 'Mom' about how much I hate her.
"Oh, and by the way, 'Mom'... you can never really hurt me. It just makes me... stronger."
Mmmmrrrr... Shadow, stop making me cry black tears... They don't feel good.
I wonder where Uncle Yharon is!
"You insufferable- I should kill you right now."
Huh? Is Mommy being mean? I should go check. Daddy won't mind if I just have one little teensy-weensy peek...
Why is Mommy hurting the familiar pony? What did she do?
"Cosmos… What exactly did I tell you to do?"
Oh, Daddy saved the strange pony. I hope she's okay...
"As I said before, I specifically told you to ‘fetch’ your daughter, not ‘punish’ her. Punish, fetch, punish, fetch… do those words sound remotely the same?"
"You think you can treat me like a child?! I only joined you in order to achieve my own ends! I do not serve you, mortal!"
You shouldn't talk back to Daddy... He gets mad and punches things. He accidentally stepped on my tails once... It hurt... He said sorry after though. I love Daddy...
He's not my real father though. My real father would never step on my tails or make me hurt people. I only do it because it's fun to make people scream. He wants to make me a monster, though...
Shaaaaadoooow! Stop saying things like that... Daddy loves me, mrrrr...
"Is that so? Look at that... now you’re kneeling to this mortal."
Why is Daddy being mean? She deserves it, but Daddy looks like he's hurting her... Oh no, mrrrlll... I should get Uncle Yharon. Daddy might need help soon... When he does things like this, it means he's not there anymore...
"How dare you! W-what’s going on? My… my powers are-"
Oh...
"Performance issues? Tell me, Cosmos. Aside from now, has a goddess like you ever experienced true fear before?"
I need to get Uncle Yharon now!
What the hell... I've never seen this guy snap like this. And he can drain power...? I don't like this... Did he do that to my half-sis to make her obedient? That's be just like him, wouldn't it. But she doesn't look mind-controlled...
It's not mind-control, though I sure as hell wish it was. He got to her by giving her a father's love. Something I never could before I got banished. She was born just a few months before, with a single tail. I gave her a necklace I hoped would keep her powers in check so she could live like a normal pup...
Banished? Necklace... Yeah, serious talk time after this, Kay? Anyways...
The damn bastard planned this. I know he did, because he never got over the fact I beat him at his own game... He wants to use MY daughter, my DAUGHTERS for his own sick use, and I will not BUCKING allow it!
Dad, cool it...
Everyone's just pawns for him to use... But even a king can only do so much when the grandmaster controls it... He doesn't realize Xeroc, your grandfather, thinks of him the same way.
I... I think I'm gonna let you stew a bit in peace. You sound mad enough to possess me...
Okay... He's summoning something now... Great, this should be entertaining.
"Wha… what is this… presence?"
Presence. What prese- WHAT THE BUCK IS THAT.
"Your end..."
That thing is like nothing... Okay, cool it, Mena, you've seen and felt worse. Just sit on your haunches and breathe. This thing obviously emits an aura, nothing else. Heavy negative energy. What the buck even IS that?
Oh, for FUCK'S sake...That's Twilight Sparkle, or the Devourer of Gods, as you call it... Fuck me, man, why's he flipping out now?
Ok, so this is that giant-ass worm that everyone keeps saying can kill things in one hit. GREAT, I REALLY feel the love Yharim has for his slaves.
Least Cosmos looks like she's more scared than me. I guess it's cause I'm no God, so my essence wouldn't really be more than a snack for that thing.
"I, I submit! I swear undying loyalty to you! Please, don’t throw me in there with that thing!"
"But, Cosmos… you have me confused here. I thought you said that you refused to serve a mortal? You only joined me to achieve your own goals, no?"
Oh, CAN it, you bastard. You gonna throw her in there or not?! Stop basking in your pride, for once in your damn life.
"I… I… I lied! I was just having some fun! P-please! I won’t disobey you ever again!"
SERIOUSLY?! This, this is what annoys me the most. Whenever a victim begs for their life. It's pointless and bucking annoying, and don't even get me started on the pride of the villain! Do what you bucking say you will for once.
Mena, hold your tongue...
Shut up, Dad! I don't need you chiming in!
"Hmmmm, I don’t know... I’m not convinced. Say, Mena… what would you like to do with her?"
OH, BUCKING DECIDE BY YOURSELF ASSHOLE!
"You SERIOUSLY want me to decide her fate. I don't give a buck! I care about my half-sister, who you bucking decided to Stockholm Syndrome into loving you!"
"That she does, puppet. Your sister sees me as the father that yours never was. Isn’t that right, Oblivion? I know you can hear me in there."
Mena... Hold your tongue, as much as it hurts me to say this... son of a bitch, I hate him...
"You're talking to me, asshole, not him!"
Mena...
"You know WHY my father wasn't there for her?"
Mena, you're going to lose control.
"BECAUSE YOU BANISHED HIM BEFORE HE COULD!"
Shit, shit, shit... Time to put on a show.
"Details, details. Remember this?"
Damnit, I'm out of time. Need to delay for a while. Mena's in no state to do anything right now, I can feel her True GrimDark being unlocked... Alright, Oblivion, you got this. Get those tears going.
"My sister's life force..."
DAMNIT, I need to use my magic here... this is gonna suck the rest of my energy until the GrimDark returns, but I have to make sure that thing doesn't get destroyed... My little Mena would go crazy if Pinkie died... I probably would, too. Damn you, Yharim...
"No! I did everything you asked! Please don't do that to her!"
I'm gonna fucking rip him apart limb from limb and it'll feel great~
"No! Please! No!"
Oh boy, am I gonna deliver the Pain Train to this fuckface... Soon as I take down that worm pet of his, I'll be able to take him down fairly easily.
"I won't talk back to you anymore!"
He's a sick bastard. He's gonna burn in the flames of the Underworld just like he should've all those years ago and I'm gonna put him there myself.
"Too late, puppet."
Call my favorite daughter that again, I dare you.
Whoops... wasn't supposed to pick faves. Oh well. I love them all anyways.
Let's just hope this is convincing enough to delay until...
"Yharim! You’ve made your point, so stop!"
And there we go. Mission complete. Way too close to true GrimDark though... I think those bloody fangs are there to stay... And the sharp hooves... And Dash's phantom Cutie Mark... you get the point.
Thank Terra for empathetic dragons.
I knew it! I knew father was just as bad as mother! I knew it! Tried to fool me, but couldn't... LIAR!
Shadow is right...
I'm not sure if Daddy actually loves me... If that was me, would he.... Mrrrr...
Would he hurt me too?
"Yharon… What do you think you’re doing?"
Uncle Yharon is gonna bring you back, Daddy... I know he is...
"Stopping you from performing this action. Especially when there’s no need to do it. I care not for The Kitsune Tyrant, kill her if you must, but Pinkamena hasn’t earned your ire, nor has her sister. You are being unfair, brother."
Yeah! Uncle Yharon is right! You're being unfair!
As if... You're just being sadistic, father... Sadistic and cruel. You probably didn't even want to take care of me.
No, no... Daddy did. Bad shadow, rrrrrmmmm...
"Fair? You want to talk about fairness?! Have you forgotten about what this world did to us?!"
Yes, because that gives you full permission to beat me just like mother. The personality you're used to doesn't know, but I do, Father. When I'm like this... I do. And you do it more than her.... So let's talk about fairness again.
Shadow, what are you saying? Daddy only stepped on my tail once and he apologized, mrrr... He... He wouldn't do it on purpose, Mrrrrlllp...
"I will never forget, brother. And I will always beckon to your call, I will always be at your side. But, this, I can not just stand by and watch you torture Pinkamena, and her sister."
"And why do you care If I do this to them?!"
Oh, Uncle Yharon, please help Daddy... I don't like seeing him like this... I want my real Daddy back.
If only you knew how close you were to having him back, my little foxtail... When I return, I will show you how much I care.
Dad, you're being weird. Can you read minds or something?
In a way, Mena. In a way.
"That expression on Pinkamena’s face… it’s what we had that day when he betrayed us… and killed mom."
Huh? Kill? I don't like that word... It sounds mean... But I think Daddy is back, so Uncle Yharon did it!
"Thank you, Yharon..."
That pony sounds like she's crying... Should I lick her tears? It usually works for Daddy when he's sad...
"...You have one more chance, you useless ‘Goddess’."
Aw, he didn't kill her. But maybe Mommy will be nicer now!
Oh, Daddy's coming. I should hide.
Damn bitch... I don't know what happened the last few minutes, but Oblivion's telling me I shouldn't worry about it. Sounds like I should be worried about it. Anyway...
Hope my hoof going through your side feels good, bitchsune. Don't know why it's so sharp, though. Less bloody than I thought it would be.
Ask her how it feels getting close to something that would be instadeath for her and not for me.
Okay... Sure. I guess.
"Dad wants to know how you like getting one-shotted, bitch."
Not exactly what I meant, but sure, that'll work.
She just whimpered. Pathetic piece of fluff... DAMN, I need to stop talking like that. Almost sounding like Yharim now.
Least that motherbucker is leaving.
"I want you in my throne room, Yharon. We need to talk."
"Very well, brother… but I must take care of matters here first."
Dragon's hiding something. I can tell, even with the emotionless scales.
"I… apologize for my brother’s actions. However, there is something we must discuss."
Does that something happen to be against the rules, cause you're looking a bit shady there, Drago.
"I can not allow this to go on any longer. With you and your sister, that is."
How sweet. He's concerned. This what you all expect to end in that Valentine's Day chapter, people? Well, I mean... He is pretty hot. Get it? Hot? Cause he's a dragon? Ugh, nevermind, it was a bad joke anyways.
"Don’t apologize for something you didn’t have a hand in… or claw, as it were."
Heh... Finally. I got some Bitchsune blood. Collect some of that 'fine wine'. Maybe it'll cheer me up.
I'd rather drink it from the vein, heheh. A couple quick sips... Delicious. Okay, may have drank a bit more than a few sips, but you get it. And yes, I collected some for later. Pretty good shit. Can't kill her yet, though... Soon.
"Something on your mind, Drago?"
Buck, that was good. Addictive, almost... That's weird. I haven't felt this way since my last snap... Is Oblivion not telling me something? Because now I have the temptation to rip her open and bathe in-
Jesus Fucking Christ, Mena, that's enough. Usually I'd be fine with it, but I'm edge, alright? Cool down the torture talk.
Ugh, fine. I have enough blood to drink later anyways.
"As the terrarians say: Let me give it to you simply, I wish to train you. I mean no disrespect… but your performance was… laughable."
O H T H A N K S.
"Sure, tell me more about how badly I got my ass kicked, why don’t you."
"You didn’t let me finish. Your performance was bad… but I admire your courage. As such, I wish to hone your skills in both combat and, well… to take a hit better."
I was being strangled. How the buck do you take that better?
"Um… Don’t feel bad. I may not know you, like… at all, but you still tried helping me… It’s just… She’s really strong…"
Ohgodshe'sadorable. Damniiiiit, I thought I left the 'motherly protectiveness' back with Veno. Stop being cute, you adorable.... grrrrrrrrr.... Fine. I can't stay grumpy with you being here.
"Ugh… I never really was the strongest in the GrimDark… Silent Ponyville never bothered teaching me anything. So… sure, I guess. My self-confidence is nearly zero right now, may as well drop it down to the negatives, right?"
"Consider that the start to your training, my faithful student."
GAG ME.
"So you’re Celestia now, gotcha."
"Are you referring to Yharim’s former student?"
No, you idiotic scaly... No, no. Getting angry at my ally is not what I should be doing right now... ugh...
"...Y’know what, forget it. Let’s just do whatever dragons do to train."
"I… I want to train too, Uncle Yharon."
Don't squee, don't squee, don't squee... Goddamnit, I squeed. She reminds me too much of Venomous when he was just a young colt.
"Of course, little one. You will always be welcomed."
Don't start giving me looks or comments about him being a good father, my plot belongs to Silence and Silence only. ... ... ... Okay, maybe I wouldn't mind if he were a little less, y'know, dragony. Shut up about it now.
"So now that we got the touchy-feely stuff out of the way, you wanna tell me how exactly you’re going to train us without your lovely brother finding out? I get the feeling you’re not supposed to do this kind of thing."
"I’m not… but I believe you have a sort of, heist, coming up… yes?"
Okay, who the buck told him.
"Who the buck told the dragon, that could've ended badly. Seriously guys..."
Shit, I actually spoke out loud. Damnit.
"That would be us, Mena. I hope you still remember me? Also, who were you speaking to just now?"
Uh, uh...
"Oh. Ignore my staring up at something you can’t see. Braelor, right?"
"Yes, and my friend here."
Okay, before you start complaining, Tori, I'm gonna let you know that I saw your comment and edited this sentence as a response, okay? Don't scream at me.
"And that would be uh… um… the Ninja rogue dude?"
There, see, happy? No complaining now.
"Hah! I like your humor. But you’re not exactly wrong, either."
"Uh… No, seriously, I can’t remember your name. Kinda went through a bit of ‘Crisis a la Sister-nearly-dying’."
Wait, what? My sister nearly died? Oblivion...
Eheheh... uh... Mental flashbang!
What was I talking about? My head hurts now... Damnit.
"I’m Statis, and I believe we promised to tell you who we were before our little heist started? I’ll give you the T.L.D.R version: We once served Twilight Sparkle. The REAL Twilight."
"Reality is a bit of a mixed bag, you talking about Princess Sparks, EXE Sparks, or Worm Sparks?"
"The one who scares the shit out of your dad, Sparkle."
THAT IS A BOLD-FACED LIE, BRAELOR, YOU SACK OF SHIT! I WAS THE ONE THAT STOOD UP TO THE FUCKER!
"Hah! I can’t hear him, but I know for a fact he’s somewhat pissed about what Braelor just said."
OW. You mind, I dunno, not screaming, Dad?
Sorry, Braelor always made this joke to me. And I told him! Every time I told him I would be the one to stand against her, but NOOOOOOO, HE HAS TO TEASE ME STILL!
DAD SHUT THE BUCK UP. I have an adorable kitsune to cudd- GAH. I did NOT almost say that. Buck no.
"Maybe we should get back to the point…?"
"Thank you, Moonbeam. Your ‘heist’ will give me the opportunity to take your sister’s life force from my brother, and stall our forces from attacking Camelot."
Okay, one major missing hole here.
"How do you plan on getting that when Yharim hides it somewhere?"
"Simple, my soon to be student: His inventory. I am connected to it."
