Title:           A Blueberry and Her Greenery 1-10
Author:          LineOfFlowers
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First Edit:      Saturday 20th of February 2016 09:43:38 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 20th of February 2016 09:43:38 PM CDT

A Blueberry and her Greenery
1-10
 
Post 1
 
>You are Trixie,
>Having one hell of a time.
>Circling Equestria in your wagon.
>Stopping when you reach a town,
>performing magic.
>Pearls before swine.
>They don't appreciate it,
>not enough, anyway.
>They can't see your greatness.
>But it's there.
>You are the GREAT and POWERFUL Trixie
>...
>Aren't you?
>...
>...
 
 
>You are anon
>You are, ...somewhere.
>Lot's of trees.
>Weird animals
>Do those clouds have spikes?
>You've been here for a few days.
>That sun can really fuckin' move.
>So can the moon.
>Who knows how you got here?
>Wherever here is.
>Not much to eat
>Clothes are dirty and torn.
>Those clouds DO have spikes!
>And there're lots of them!
>It's getting darker.
>Suddenly brighter.
>Lightning! Way too close for comfort.
>Rain too.
>Fuck.
>Is that a... a cave!
>I've read enough novels to know this never works out
>But that's only novels right?
>Real life has empty, unused caves, right?
>Man, the rain is really coming down
>Besides, everyone knows monsters aren't real!
>BOOM!
>Lightning turns a tree in to fragments
>That cinches it: cave it is.
 
 
 
Post 2
 
>You are anon
>More importantly, you are out of the rain.
>More or less
>This cave isn't so big.
>But it is long.
>The storm makes it dark outside,
>but the cave continues in pure blackness.
>[spoiler]Shit's creepy, yo.[/spoiler]
>You vaguely recall reading caves are bad places to be in thunderstorms
>Lightning can jump the gaps.
>Was that why?
>You can't remember.
>Should you go deeper?
>More lightning.
>It's even closer.
>You see something out of the corner of your eye.
>Glinting in the flash from outside.
>What's that in the darkness?
>It's gone
>No more lightning,
>No more light.
>A sound.
>Barely audible over the din from outside
>Different from the din outside.
>faint
>scraping
>Like fingernails on stone
>Fingernails, or...
>No, this is real life.
>More lightning,
>More light.
>Holy shit!
 
 
 
 
Post 3
 
>You are anon,
>and there are jewels!
>There are many jewels!
>Rubies, Saphires, Diamonds, Emeralds!
>Scattered a few meters further in the cave.
>How convenient.
>But they're big.
>And your pockets are empty.
>Before you realize it, you're squatting and stuffing them.
>Hmmm, not as many as you thought.
>Still a half-dozen thumb-sized gems are nothing to sneeze at.
>Wait, what's that?
>At the edge of the darkness?
>Another one?
>Sweet!
>Oh, another?
>Just a bit further?
>And another!
>And another!
>And...
>Lightning flashes again.
>It doesn't seem so close this time.
>Shit you're deeper than you realized!
>But there are still more jewels.
>Little sparks of light
>laying one after the other.
>a trail of winking eyes
>beckoning you to follow.
>To go deeper.
>You look back.
>You can see the mouth of the cave.
>A distant, dark gray splotch against the black
>You look forward.
>Darkness. Not merely the absence of light.
>A darkness so absolute it seems to be material.
>Something...
>Something's there.
>You can feel it.
>Like the abyss staring back at you.
>A smell
>rotting meat and unwashed fur.
>Dread and fear wash over you like a wave
>GET OUT NOW
>You turn to run, dropping the gems in your hands.
>That sound again.
>Fingernails on stone
>No, not fingernails:
>claws.
>Scrabbling for purchase
>Louder than before,
>and closer.
>You break in to a sprint.
>A step.
>Two.
>Something hits you from behind.
>Large and filthy and hairy
>Laughter like nothing from a human throat echos in the cave.
>You're thrown to the ground
>Bound with coarse rope.
>Something wet and clingy and noxious goes over your head.
>Darkness.
 
 
 
 
Post 4
 
>You are Trixie.
>The day is looking good!
>Sun
>blue sky
>Diamond Dogs.
>They're kind of stinky, sure.
>But easy to impress!
>And loaded with Jewels!
>Not much further now.
>Good thing to
>turning your wagon's wheels with magic is hard!
>Not too hard of course.
>You are Great and Powerful!
>But hard enough.
>Sure does impress though.
>Even other ponies.
>And the Diamond Dogs?
>You giggle to yourself imagining their reaction.
>You put on a haughty expression.
>Nose up
>sly smile
>palpable arrogance.
>Your wagon carries you through the tree line.
>Showtime!
>"Come one! Come all!"
>"See the amaaazing feats of magic that can only be done by the most amaaazing unicorn in Equestria."
>Memories rise unbidden.
>A town not too far away.
>An amulet.
>Another unicorn.
>...
>Your expression never wavers
>your eyes don't betray your thoughts,
>Your smile even grows.
>Magic isn't the only amazing thing about you.
 
 
 
Post 5
 
>You are Trixie
>And you cary on with practiced ease.
>Your vardo rolls on.
>Toward the wide mouth of the Diamond Dog's cave.
>"See the dextrous manipulation of reality itself!"
>They've definitely noticed you.
>"Be AWED with power you never knew existed!"
>Diamond pups yip and jump excitedly
>Some rush in to the cave
>"Power you never knew *could* exist!"
>More Diamond Dogs emerge
>ears perked,
>wagging tails,
>some with lolling tongues.
>The wagon trundles on.
>"For while Trixie has graced your home with her presence before,"
>that *was* some time ago."
>The wagon stops.
>"Gather round and see Trixie as you've never seen her before!"
>You stand on your ledge.
>Hat cocked just so.
>Cloak billowing behind you.
>"Blessed with talent beyond any other unicorn!"
>"Trained by Princess Celestia herself!"
>"Victor of a duel with *Princess* Twilight Sparkle!"
>Memories
>Not now
>"Ruler of Ponyville..."
>"Until I got bored and left!"
>"The one! The only! The Great and Powerful Trrrixie!"
>You leap from your vardo,
>subtly hitting a switch as you go.
>Your magic carries you higher than a mere leap would have,
>and slows your descent to a glide.
>From your wagon trumpets blare and cannons launch confetti.
>Smoke erupts and a stage juts forth.
>Perfect timing, you think,
>magically adjusting your fall.
>You touch down as the smoke clears.
>A wand in your hoof.
>A dramatic flourish and bow
>To a cacophony of excited howls
>and tails drumming the ground.
 
 
Post 6
 
>You are Trixie
>And you have the audience in the frog of your hoof
>You flash your perfect smile
>And raise your wand
>Sweeping the crowd
>You can't help but laugh as their heads follow it's movement
>Every last one of them
>Silly things
>You play to it.
>"Hahaha!" Your voice gradually rising in pitch
>"Behold! An artifact from *beyond*!
>[spoiler]Just a stick, yo![/spoiler]
>"Unknown to Griphons!"
>What should I call it?
>"Unknown to Taurs!"
>Think fast
>"Unknown to to the Dragons, and the mighty Diamond Dogs!"
>What was that thing called?
>"Unknown even to Ponies!"
>Lives under the sea, part pony part octopus, little bat-wings?
>"All but two, that is!"
>Ah, that's it!
>"Brought to this world by Starswirl the Bearded himself!"
>"Used to work wonders!"
>"Then banished beyond the sea by Princess Celestia herself
>because even SHE feared it's might!"
>"Tremble, for you are in the presence of the dreaded Wand of Colthulhu!"
>They all actually gasped.
>perfect
>"But *I*, the Great and Powerful Trixie could not be denied!"
>"I, through wit and sorcery unmatched,
>stole this artifact from the depths of Tartarus itself!"
>"I, and I alone know the secret to it's use!"
>"But the Great and Powerful Trixie is not cruel!
>"The Great and Selfless Trixie would share the marvels of this relic!"
>"Who would witness it's power?"
 
 
 
 
Post 7
 
>You are Trixie
>The center of attention
>As it should be
>The Diamond Dogs stand transfixed by the stick
>Eyes glazed, ears down
>You levitate the wand
>Flourishing here and there
>Your pink aura sparking and glowing
>"Not even The Great and Powerful Trixie can use it in hoof."
>"It's magic is too dangerous!"
>"One of Starswirl's apprentices tried...
>and was seen dragged away by tentacled horrors!"
>"Things from beyond the veil of worlds!"
>You hold it steady
>A few meters over the crowd
>With your magic you call forth screams
>Shrill and wild
>They sound like they're coming from the wand
>with a wispy vapor
>it darkens and thickens
>A cloud
>More magic!
>From the lobes and pillows of smoke a face forms
>Twisted and rotten
>Then melts away.
>Another one
>larger and more monstrous than the last
>You look around
>They're all focused on the show above them.
>A few of the pups are hiding their eyes behind their paws
>More magic
>A new shape rises
>Swift and terrible
>Like a shark attacking from below
>it swallows the monsters face
>and leers at the crowd
>Gasps, and even a whimper or two.
>Not just from the pups
>Ha!
>Here we go...
>Dramatically you allow the pink aura of magic to sputter.
>You make the screams louder
>Add new voices
>Twist them
>Some stones fall down the mountainside
>Some of them turn to look
>Now a voice for the face
>"Pathetic creatures"
>"You can not hold me! I will devour you!"
>Not good enough for ponies, you think
>More than enough for these mutts.
>Some of the pups flee in the cave
>"Silence beast!" You shout.
>"You are at my command!
>I the Great and Powerful Trixie will not allow you to harm!"
>"Begone!"
>Your horn glows brighter, so does the wand.
>The face contorts in agony
>it keens as it's absorbed back in to the stick.
>It drops
>The Diamond Dogs flee from where it lands
>You smile, allowing yourself to seem just a *bit* flustered.
>They look back and forth from the wand to you
>And erupt in cheers
 
 
 
Post 8
 
>You are Trixie
>You just saved the day
>Or so they think
>You hop down from your stage
>Suddenly, a pin drop would be loud
>You stroll nonchalantly toward the wand
>quietly laying in a circle of dumbstruck Diamond Dogs
>They part like water as you approach
>"Not e-ven the Immaterium's Horrors can match the Great and Powerful TrrrixIE!"
>You emphasize the last sound
>savoring it
>"But really..."
>Your horn glows and the wand jumps to your cloak-pocket
>The Diamond Dogs jump too.
>"was there *ever* any doubt?"
>You smirk a moment
>then saunter back to stage
>Feeling their eyes on you
>Relishing it
>Sitting on stage now
>Hind hooves crossed
>dangling languidly off the edge
>Time for the goodies
>"Now then"
>"The Great and Powerful Trixie,
>quondam royal student,
>triumphant in uncounted duels
>and contests of magic,
>has juuusstt
>saved your bacon."
>You like that phrase
>Picked it up from the Gryphons
>A murmur passes through the crowd
>A trio of them sprint to the cave
>"Trixie will accept your adulation..."
>The briefest of pauses
>The faintest of smiles
>"Now"
>As one they rush to you
>Stopping just shy of your hooves
>Yipping cheering and whining
>Hopefully they don't piddle again
>You raise your gorgeous face to the sun.
>The sounds and more importantly
>The feelings wash over you.
>A warmth swells in your chest
>You smile more broadly
>And look toward the cave
>careful to let only the barest of glances fall on your worshipers
>They should be returning with your reward soon
>Last time it was a basket full of glittering jewels
>Ah there!
>Two of the cave-sprinters emerge
>Empty-handed
>Behind them
>Movement in the gloom
>That must be number three
>...
>What under Celestia's sun is that!?
 
 
 
 
Post 9
 
>You are anon
>Still alive
>Maybe you'd be better off dead
>Chains around your wrists and ankles
>Pushing a heavy gem-laden cart
>There's barely any light
>Even less food
>And brutish foul-smelling... things are everywhere.
>Following you
>taunting you
>whipping you
>How long have you been here?
>It's hard to tell when you can't see the sky
>Something's happening
>The big blue hunchbacked one
>Your captor, is coming
>Where he is, the other two are never far behind.
>They sniff the air and bee-line for you
>Fuck
>The big one's got something in his paws
>One of them holds your chain
>The big one shoves that thing over your head
>It's wooden, and heavy
>Baskets hang from its sides
>They stuff gems in one basket
>Bottles in the other
>and drag you by your chain
 
>You are Trixie
>And for once in your life you are speechless
>Something has emerged from the cave
>It looks like...
>well it looks like nothing you've ever seen
>Walks on two legs
>covered in dirty tattered cloth
>It has a mane
>of a sort
>But no coat you can see
>Bearing a yoke with two full baskets
>And prodded along by...
>Fido was his name?
>Well the biggest of the three
>Whatever his name was
>They're heading your way
>Rover and Spot push through the crowd
>and genuflect at your hooves
>Tails stiff
>just the ends wagging
>They're excited
>trying to be subtle about it
>"Oh Trixie..." He begins
>Fuck that!
>"AHEM!"
>A pause
>"Oh Great and Powerful Trixie!"
>"You may continue."
>"Thank you for saving us"
>"Look, look!" The other one adds
>"Our servant brings you treats!"
>"Gems, and Cider, and Gryphon ale too!"
>So it's their servant?
>Why anything would serve the Diamond Dogs
>Is beyond even the Great and Powerful Trixie's ken
>It's closer now
>back bent under it's burden
>Wait a moment
>What's that on it's... limbs?
>Chains?
 
 
 
Post 10
 
>You are the Great and Powerful Trixie
>You no longer feel good
>Warm and smug a moment ago
>Now chilled to the bone
>Chains?
>Memories rise
>They always do
>But never so soon after a show
>An amulet
>Incredible power in your veins
>An even more incredible cruelty in your heart
>Watching through your own eyes
>Somehow not really comprehending
>as you do things
>Things you still can't believe you would have
>But you did
>And Twilight...
>NO!
>No No No No No No No
>...
>Better now
>Not a hair out of place
>No matter how strong the feelings
>Damn, you're awesome
 
 
>You are anon
>SUNLIGHT!
>You can't see shit
>Your eyes ache and burn
>But it's a good pain
>And the warmth on your skin is unmistakable
>The thing behind you pokes
>forcing you to go where it wants
>Your eyes are starting to adjust
>You're heading toward a large group of brutes
>clustered around a stage
>There seems to be a blue pony sitting on it
>A blue pony
>with a white mane
>And a robe and wizard hat
>Maybe you have been in the dark too long
 
>You are Trixie
>And it doesn't look like an animal
>As soon as it arrives
>the dogs push it to the ground
>and laugh
>You aren't laughing
>Neither is it
>Such a weird face
>but you can read it as clearly as anypony's
>This is no thoughtless beast
>"Why would I want your prisoner?"
>Blase, but not overly
>"No, Great and Powerful one
>servant only bring treats!"
>"Look, Look!" says another
>They point to the baskets
>They hold up the bottles
>Wow! How did Dogs get luxuries like those?
>They went all out this time
>The show must have been better than you thought
>memories
>A stab of conscious
>Damn it