The Invincible Iron Manon (Part 8)

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>The morning sun graces your eye slits and awakes you.
>Sweet music makes it into your ears, a chorus of joys sung by the…unique birds of Changling Isle.
>The oceany scent of the ocean only kind of makes it through the mask, but you can still smell it.
[I want to die.]
>Your headache is so powerful it would shatter a Scouter.
>Perhaps drinking 47 and a half beers wasn’t your best idea considering the best medical treatment in Equestria for a human equates to tummy pills.
>Not really sure how they do with livers. On the bright side, if you ever need to hide, your liver already looks like camouflage
>**But Sir, you haven’t even had your morning coffee yet.**
[I haven’t had coffee since I first brought you online.]
>That thought bounces around in your head a bit. How long has that been? Too long.
[Scan the island for coffee beans, Javhise.]
>**Right away.**
>Beep beep beep.
>**Sir, there are no signs of vegetation on this island.**
[That’s absurd! I see trees right over there!]
>You point off to a slightly less black area of the island.
>**If that truly is vegetation it is none like what I am programmed to be able to scan.**
>This place is getting more and more interesting.
>You’ll be sure to bring samples back to study in your lab.
>Well, once you build one.
>Right now it’s a cave with some furniture and tools.
>**Sir, I know that look on your face.**
[You cant see my face.]
>**I can sense it. Sir, I highly recommend not taking any ‘samples’ back to the cave.**
[Shuddap Jahvise.]
>Your headache is so huge it nearly explodes out of the armor once you take off.
>You have Jahvise shut off the sound picker-uppers and dim the light coming in through the eye slits of your mask.
>Different scenarios of how to handle this go over in your head.
>If what you heard about changelings is true, they all look alike. Best to take your situation to the queen and she can find the culprit.
>Because, you know, this is that important.
[Shuddap narrator.]
>No, u
>As you get closer, you notice that there are blacker spots on the black rock.
>The spots are…moving.
>Are those changelings?
>Good golly, they’re hideous!
>Their eyes shine in the sun. A dim and yet, bright blue. Soulless though and they appear buggish.
>They’re also alicorns. Every single one of them, just the like the princesses.
>Alicorns, right? You can call them that? Maybe this species has a different name for it.
>The wings are insect-like and they have armor on their backs.
[Jahvise?]
>**Sir?**
[Take some photos.]
>The castle, or at least what you assume is a castle, seems to be in the very center of the island.
>It’s so tall that clouds begin to cover it about half way up. It’s as jagged and misshapen as the horns on some of the larger changelings you’ve seen.
>Despite its depressing outside, you guess that it must be somewhat cheery inside considering the thousands of windows covering the structure. There should be plenty of light.
>Your headache also seems to be disappearing as well.
[Hey Jahvise, turn the sound back on and brighten the lights a bit.]
>Suddenly a loud siren sounds in the armor.
>The screen goes fuzzy a bit. A staticy voice tries to make itself heard over the buzzing.
>**Ssss-zz-sssIr, the a-zzzz-mor izzz low on powe-zzzzzz-r.**
[Don’t be stupid! It was on full charge when we left. Jahvise? Jahvise are you OK?]
>**Zzzzzz-ir ther see-zzz-ms to be s-zz-om-zzz-ng wro-zzzz- with my-zzzzzzzzzzzzz- -grams…Shu-zzzzzz-ing down.**
>No.
>No.
>Jahvise come on.
>The powerful jets jetting from your palms sputter and cease. Your limbs fall limp, nothing holding them in place anymore.
>Jahvise pls
>Like a falling stone, you plummet to the ground.
>SMASH!
>Your face slams into the edge of a cliff halfway up the tower.
>You roll back in the air and continue falling.
>Luckily a stone pole jutting out from the side breaks the fall. Yeah your spine kind of hurts and might be broken, but at least it didn’t—
>Snap.
>Jahvise y u do dis?
>The pole cannot support the weight of yourself and the armor combined. You begin to fall again, hitting every possible rock the universe thinks you can on the way down.
>At last, your tortures end with a final thud. The ground shakes when your person collides with it. You even form a small crater.
Ow.
>You look around. The sky is grey but there are no clouds in sight. Rain remains as a possibility for you.
>The ground is pitch black. It appears to be stone or some variation of it. There are pillars jutting up everywhere as if this were a giant cave with no roof.
>Reminds you of home.
>The home with the Mark I
>You still have to build a closet for that. Your life sucks.
Hurrrrrrg!
>Pushing yourself off the ground takes all your strength. Without the power flowing through the armor to help you move it, everything is manual. Old school manual.
Jahvise, you having yourself a giggle?
>Holy god this armor is heavy.
>You take several heavy steps before leaning on a rock for support. The entrance to the castle is right in front of you now.
>If the throne isn’t right in front of you, it’s going to be a pain making it there. You WOULD leave the armor if you weren’t in a strange land with ali-bugs everywhere.
>Plus you don’t like to leave the armor. It’s…safer. It’s nicer in the armor.
>Making your way into the castle is a chore. Also a disappointment. There. Is. No. Throne.
>Anywhere.
>Your neck strains from jerking the head of the armor around looking for one.
>The inside is darker than the ground outside. How will you see?
Wow, someone forgot to pay their electric bill.
>Oh hey, a light.
>A bright one emanates from the center of the blackness.
>A really bright one.
>It’s getting bigger too.
>No, wait, it’s getting closer.
>Why would a light fly towards you?
>And whys it sound like angry magic?
Oh god dang it.
>Your world goes darker than the castle as deep, painful sleep overtakes you.

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>The morning sun graces your eye slits and awakes you.
>Sweet music makes it into your ears, a chorus of joys sung by the…unique birds of Changling Isle.
>The oceany scent of the ocean only kind of makes it through the mask, but you can still smell it.
[I want to die.]
>Your headache is so powerful it would shatter a Scouter.
>Perhaps drinking 47 and a half beers wasn’t your best idea considering the best medical treatment in Equestria for a human equates to tummy pills.
>Not really sure how they do with livers. On the bright side, if you ever need to hide, your liver already looks like camouflage
>**But Sir, you haven’t even had your morning coffee yet.**
[I haven’t had coffee since I first brought you online.]
>That thought bounces around in your head a bit. How long has that been? Too long.
[Scan the island for coffee beans, Javhise.]
>**Right away.**
>Beep beep beep.
>**Sir, there are no signs of vegetation on this island.**
[That’s absurd! I see trees right over there!]
>You point off to a slightly less black area of the island.
>**If that truly is vegetation it is none like what I am programmed to be able to scan.**
>This place is getting more and more interesting.
>You’ll be sure to bring samples back to study in your lab.
>Well, once you build one.
>Right now it’s a cave with some furniture and tools.
>**Sir, I know that look on your face.**
[You cant see my face.]
>**I can sense it. Sir, I highly recommend not taking any ‘samples’ back to the cave.**
[Shuddap Jahvise.]
>Your headache is so huge it nearly explodes out of the armor once you take off.
>You have Jahvise shut off the sound picker-uppers and dim the light coming in through the eye slits of your mask.
>Different scenarios of how to handle this go over in your head.
>If what you heard about changelings is true, they all look alike. Best to take your situation to the queen and she can find the culprit.
>Because, you know, this is that important.
[Shuddap narrator.]
>No, u
>As you get closer, you notice that there are blacker spots on the black rock.
>The spots are…moving.
>Are those changelings?
>Good golly, they’re hideous!
>Their eyes shine in the sun. A dim and yet, bright blue. Soulless though and they appear buggish.
>They’re also alicorns. Every single one of them, just the like the princesses.
>Alicorns, right? You can call them that? Maybe this species has a different name for it.
>The wings are insect-like and they have armor on their backs.
[Jahvise?]
>**Sir?**
[Take some photos.]


>The castle, or at least what you assume is a castle, seems to be in the very center of the island.
>It’s so tall that clouds begin to cover it about half way up. It’s as jagged and misshapen as the horns on some of the larger changelings you’ve seen.
>Despite its depressing outside, you guess that it must be somewhat cheery inside considering the thousands of windows covering the structure. There should be plenty of light.
>Your headache also seems to be disappearing as well.
[Hey Jahvise, turn the sound back on and brighten the lights a bit.]
>Suddenly a loud siren sounds in the armor.
>The screen goes fuzzy a bit. A staticy voice tries to make itself heard over the buzzing.
>**Ssss-zz-sssIr, the a-zzzz-mor izzz low on powe-zzzzzz-r.**
[Don’t be stupid! It was on full charge when we left. Jahvise? Jahvise are you OK?]
>**Zzzzzz-ir ther see-zzz-ms to be s-zz-om-zzz-ng wro-zzzz- with my-zzzzzzzzzzzzz- -grams…Shu-zzzzzz-ing down.**
>No.
>No.
>Jahvise come on.
>The powerful jets jetting from your palms sputter and cease. Your limbs fall limp, nothing holding them in place anymore.
>Jahvise pls
>Like a falling stone, you plummet to the ground.
>SMASH!
>Your face slams into the edge of a cliff halfway up the tower.
>You roll back in the air and continue falling.
>Luckily a stone pole jutting out from the side breaks the fall. Yeah your spine kind of hurts and might be broken, but at least it didn’t—
>Snap.
>Jahvise y u do dis?
>The pole cannot support the weight of yourself and the armor combined. You begin to fall again, hitting every possible rock the universe thinks you can on the way down.
>At last, your tortures end with a final thud. The ground shakes when your person collides with it. You even form a small crater.
Ow.
>You look around. The sky is grey but there are no clouds in sight. Rain remains as a possibility for you.
>The ground is pitch black. It appears to be stone or some variation of it. There are pillars jutting up everywhere as if this were a giant cave with no roof.
>Reminds you of home.
>The home with the Mark I
>You still have to build a closet for that. Your life sucks.
Hurrrrrrg!
>Pushing yourself off the ground takes all your strength. Without the power flowing through the armor to help you move it, everything is manual. Old school manual.
Jahvise, you having yourself a giggle?
>Holy god this armor is heavy.
>You take several heavy steps before leaning on a rock for support. The entrance to the castle is right in front of you now.
>If the throne isn’t right in front of you, it’s going to be a pain making it there. You WOULD leave the armor if you weren’t in a strange land with ali-bugs everywhere.
>Plus you don’t like to leave the armor. It’s…safer. It’s nicer in the armor.
>Making your way into the castle is a chore. Also a disappointment. There. Is. No. Throne.
>Anywhere.
>Your neck strains from jerking the head of the armor around looking for one.
>The inside is darker than the ground outside. How will you see?
Wow, someone forgot to pay their electric bill.
>Oh hey, a light.
>A bright one emanates from the center of the blackness.
>A really bright one.
>It’s getting bigger too.
>No, wait, it’s getting closer.
>Why would a light fly towards you?
>And whys it sound like angry magic?
Oh god dang it.
>Your world goes darker than the castle as deep, painful sleep overtakes you.

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