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>Cheerilee
"77"
~~
 
>How odd, none of the kids are coming over here for candy. Why do you think that is?
 
"..."
 
He just slowly turned around, staring at the massive flaming hole leading into the dark abyss where the school had once been, demons dancing around within it and giant monsters sliding by the portal every so often, growling with hunger before moving on.
 
>Oh, you silly billy, Nightmare Night is supposed to be scary!
 
A demonic doll within the portal ripped off it's own head, revealing a tiny chicken one underneath before devolving into a loud, shrieking sqwak.
 
>It's good for character!
 
A skinless pony raced by, followed closely by a horde of five demonic manticores. A beat passed, and they raced right back.
 
Both the skinless pony, and four manticores.
 
The last one would have joined, if it's head had still been attached.
 
>You just aren't getting it this real anywhere else!
 
Several demons burst into flames, breaking out into a frighteningly well choreographed dance routine.
 
>...Oh, fine. Want to share the candy?
 
"That would be lovely... away from the school."
 
>Oh, you big worry wart.
 
A massive hand snapped out, just barely failing to grab hold of the changeling in it's claws.
 
>...
 
"..."
 
>...So, want to go to the haunted house on the other side of ponyville?
 
"That would be lovely."
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 >Rekulk
"Morlock"
'Ponies'
 
>Now remember, trainee trade-brother, ponies are afraid of us. So to maintain their friendship you must keep the suit Grehm gave you on at all of the times, yes?
 
"Yes, Rekulk."
 
>Goody good, here we come to pony town, remember, big friendliness, be muchly poli-
 
'BLEH BLEH BLEH!'
 
>"..."
 
'Sup dudes? Cool costumes.'
 
>"..."
 
'You guys here for the party?'
 
'Of course they are, come on in. You're just in time to bob for apples!'
 
>"..."
 
The ponies run off.
 
"Trade brother?"
 
>Yes?
 
"Our suits were not on."
 
>Yes.
 
"But they were happy to see us!"
 
>Yes.
 
"Whyfor is this?"
 
>New conclusion, trainee trade-brother: Ponies are crazy.
 
"These are facts."
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 >Celestia
"Luna"
'???'
[Guard]
~~~
 
>Really, Luna, it's fine. I never go out on these nights anyway.
 
"We know, and we think it unfair. You forced us to dally with our subjects."
 
>I just stand out a little too much, you know? I feel like they would be more about making me happy than just having fun.
 
"Hrpmh."
 
>Don't you hrmph at me.
 
"We will hrmph as much as we please! But not tonight, for we shall not be so antisocial as you, and go outside!"
 
>...
 
".....That felt weird. Rather than dwell on this, AWAY! To the night devoted to US!"
 
With that, she took off.
 
>Oh, I do hope she has fun... well, I suppose I should get to work on-
 
The door opened quietly, but she was more than astute to catch it this go round.
 
>Really, Seven? Are you really going to try to- HEY!
 
In the blink of an eye, she was hefted into the air by a pink bubble, and floated out towards the door.
 
'Seven is taking a brief respite as ordered by his Queen, I shall be your abductor for the evening!'
 
>...Shiny, that sounded so creepy.
 
The stallion just shrugged, smiling while carrying her out of her bedroom.
 
'It is Nightmare Night. I'm supposed to be scary.'
 
>Yes, but... BOO! Scary, not... not "I'm going to put you in a dress and make you call me daddy" scary.
 
'Don't be silly! I'll be just fine with you calling me Shiny.'
 
>Not better. Also, I note you are not refuting the dress portion.
 
'Well, you don't have a costume...'
 
>Shiny noooooo....
 
'And, well, Two had some AMAZING suggestions.'
 
>Noooooooooo....
 
'And I never did like you staying in all night, because that meant I had to guard you all night, and not be out getting candy with my family.'
 
>I told you to just go-
 
'Ab-bup-bup! No more! You are getting candy and I am going to guard you all night.'
 
>You're retired!
 
'A real captain never retires!'
 
>Guards! I'm being abducted!
 
[...Uh... have her back by midnight?]
 
'I'll try!'
 
[He'll try, Majesty.]
 
>...See, this is why I get kidnapped all the time.
 
'If it makes you feel any better, 42 tried to punch me when I abducted her.'
 
>Why would that make me feel better? I don't want you to get punched.
 
'See that? That's why you are getting the big candy tonight.'
 
>...Wow, Stovewrecker, I'm starting to think you actually want Chrysalis to do what she does.
 
'It was your fault that stove got melted, stop pinning that on me!'
 
>Well... I suppose I won't be any more distracting than you and Cadence getting candy...
 
'That's the spirit! Defeated resignation, I like it!'
 
>Ten for ten on the creepy factor.
 
'Oh, just hush and call me Shiny. Call me it all night long!'
 
>PFFTT... O-okay, you got me, point to you. But I do suppose I cannot deny that I could use a little-HA!
 
The bubble containing her flashed briefly, but cleared up momentarily.
 
>...Curses!
 
'HAH! You can't out-burn my shields, Celly! I've built an immunity! I can withstand LAVA!'
 
>...Guards?
 
[He punched out a dinosaur, Princess. We are not dinosaurs. We are ponies... with jaws. Jaws that break.]
 
>...I CALL DIBS ON ANY SNUCKERS BARS!
 
'18 already called dibs.'
 
>NO!
 
'I called dibs for you for Twingtwisters, though.'
 
>I knew there was a reason I liked you. So... this costume?
 
'You'll see.'
 
>...Hey, Shiny?
 
'Mmm?'
 
>Thanks.
 
'Told you. Real captains?... Never really retire.'
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 >Scientist
"Grunt"
'??'
~~
 
Results.
 
Results.
 
She said, quite clearly, he needed results.
 
Now.
 
Yesterday.
 
Last week, even.
 
Results.
 
Or he would be...
 
She had said 'put it in an infusion as soon as it's stable.' Well, it wasn't stable, but if he didn't do this now, that bitch next door was going to get ahead of him. Sneaky little thing, worming her way in with a nice, helpful demeanor, helping him with everything he could want, never suspicious.
 
But then Pennydrop had revealed the truth.
 
That... bitch of an ex-assistant of his was making progress, more progress than he was, putting his entire job at stake. How dare she... how dare she! After all he did, all they did together...
 
And now, here he was, the dead of night, long after everyone else had left, staring blankly at the results under a microscope.
 
>Please...
 
Dare he let hope finally bubble in his chest...
 
>...DAMN YOU!
 
Just like all the others, it destabilized in a second, the sample beneath him exploding into green flame. Only this time, it was different. It bubbled up, growing like a tumor upon his micorscope, consuming it and chunks of the desk in mass of green flame and living tissue.
 
Horrified, he cast his magic upon it, vaporizing the tissue before it could grow another inch and leaving nothing but charred flesh to remain.
 
>It... wasn't supposed to do that...
 
He roared, burning his desk further with magic. Damn. Damn damn damn, another failure, another setback.
 
This one had been dangerous. He had used pony DNA in the mixture this time, just to try and get it to stabilize just a bit. Even Pennydrop had sounded worried...
 
That bitch was going to surpass him at this rate. A part of him missed her, wished she was still here so they could work this out together, but...
 
>You!
 
The grunt who had been waiting jumped, more than a little frightened as he was tossed a vial of the failed infusion.
 
>Get rid of it.
 
"Uh... where am I s'posed to-"
 
>PUT IT ON THE DAMN TRAIN WITH THE OTHER FAILURES!
 
He jumped to it, racing off as told, just like a good little grunt. Obedient, expendable, just like...
 
Like he was going to be, at this rate.
 
>Damn you...
 
Away from him, the one vial of changeling blood he had been granted bubbled away, preserved by magic.
 
>Damn you...
 
He was going to start drinking again, he knew he was. He didn't even bother fighting it, just pulled out his drawer, and made a grab for the bottle.
 
Completely ignoring the picture right underneath it. The slightly worn, crinkled picture. A picture of happier times.
 
A time when he and his wife worked in the same room, not when his ex-assistant plotted his demise without so much as a goodbye.
 
>...Damn you...
 
He would get no more work done that night, he knew. But, on the other hand...
 
'You get the stuff?'
 
The 'grunt' knew fully well he should be taking this inside of the train, of course. To be carted off to be properly disposed of in accordance with Equestrian law, with none the wiser and no reason for any to think otherwise. He should do that, and he would.
 
Well, he would, if his boss hadn't specifically had him arrange this meeting for some...'outside, untraceable subjects'. Life on the streets gave him connections, connections that buisnesstypes just could not manage.
 
"Yeah, I got the stuff. You just make sure to call this number if somethin' goes wrong, and you didn't never see me."
 
The bulky earth pony grinned, hungrily eying the glowing infusion.
 
'Right, whatever. So, this one's like that lighting thing, right? That was real useful, I've gotta say. Real useful.'
 
"Somethin' like that."
 
He handed over the briefcase full of money, which of course Pennydrop had said he could keep. It didn't matter to her, after all. She wasn't after the money.
 
'This is gonna be amazing.'
 
Inwardly, he smiled.
 
"Yeah, I think this is going to be fun."
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"Stupid little..."
 
This vial just would not cooperate with him.
 
You'd think it would be simple, right? Twist off the top, pour it on your hoof, done. But it just would not come off.
 
It wasn't even like he was in a rush. The train had would be traveling all night before it reached Manehatten in the morning. He had plenty of time to test this out and see just what it did before he used it on a couple... 'deserving groups'.
 
Still, he needed to hurry this up a little. This bathroom wasn't going to be open forever, he needed to try it out and get back to his seat before anyone started questioning the undignified noises he was making.
 
"Damn it, come on you freaking... it should not be this hard!"
 
In desperation, he put the top of the vial to his teeth and bit down.
 
"Cmm onnn... geh offa tha-"
 
SLAM!
 
"GAH!... OH FUCK!"
 
His yelp of surprise could not have come at a worse time.
 
To his dismay, the vial slipped from both his mouth and his hooves, shattering against the train's floor before he could react.
 
He rubbed his hoof against the splattered liquid in desperation, knowing it was useless. His seller had said 'If it touches something before you, it won't work.' Some bullshit about it adapting to the first thing it makes contact with, whatever. It didn't matter, the green glow had vanished, leaving nothing but a sticky mulch. Furious, he turned to the one who had caused this travesty.
 
"Thanks a lot, you piece of shit!"
 
He angrily stomped up to them, poking the other pony hard in the chest.
 
"Because of you, I just lost a lotta freaking money! You don't even know who the fuck you just fucked with. I have half a mind to push you up against that wall and take that fucking loss right out of your a-... ARE YOU EVEN FUCKING LISTENING!?"
 
But they were not. The pony in question just stared at the hoof poking their chest, almost curious.
 
"You bitch! I will break your fucking neck! You're never going to... to walk... again..."
 
A flicker of light drew his attention. It was only here he noticed he had been smearing the remains of his goo all over the pony's chest, and...
 
It was glowing again.
 
"W-what... what the fuck?"
 
Slowly, two dead, empty looking eyes looked into his own. It was only now he could see red... something, coming off of her hair.
 
"What the fuck is..."
 
The glow intensified, bubbling as if it boiled, hot and horrifying to see. It seared the flesh beneath, but did not bother the pony, not at all.
 
A hoof shot up, faster than he could have possibly reacted, an appendage that was certainly not a hoof closed around his throat.
 
"W-WHAT THE-GLK!"
 
It closed, cutting off his air, preventing any more words.
 
"Finally..."
 
The voice that had come from the mare was hollow, deathly, almost... soulless. And yet, it had a hint of something...
 
Excitement.
 
"Spread."
 
He would have screamed, had he the air.
 
But alas, none would escape him before those spores erupted from her body, and all he knew...
 
Was her, and all she wished him to be.
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NC Omake
 
>41
"Suckerpunch"
 
----------------
 
>Those burns must hurt, huh?
 
She pokes him in the face and giggles as he winces.
 
"Little bit, yeah. How'd you guess?"
 
>Call it a woman's intuition. So, did you want to get those healed up, or do you want to rock the most realistic zombie costume party out there tonight?
 
"As good as winning a costume contest sounds, I'd rather get these handled before they start to get infected. I don't want them to scar over.
 
>Fair enough.
 
41 pulls him close as she locks her lips with his, pushing their faces together she closes her eyes and explores his mouth with her tongue.
 
After a moment she breaks away.
 
"Wh... What was that?"
 
>Love transfer. Giving you some of my love to help the healing.
 
"I... I don't think it works like that."
 
>Clearly not, you're still burned. Must not have given you enough!
 
She pulls him into round two, he begins moaning with passion as their tongues dance.
 
FADETOBLACK
 
They lay on the ground, a tangled sweaty mess of limbs, panting heavily.
 
41 smokes a cigarette she pulled from seemingly nowhere.
 
>Huh, that didn't work either.
 
"41... I have a confession to make. Ponies can't actually heal from love transfusions like changelings can..."
 
>Yeah, I know
 
She gives him a toothy grin.
 
>I was just fuckin' with ya.
 
>Literally!
 
"You suck, 41!"
 
>Not yet I haven't!
 
"... You know... A sample size of one doesn't really say anything. If there's anything I learned in that tube in Twilight's laboratory, we need more data to draw any conclusions!"
 
>That's the spirit!
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>Twilight
"Chrysalis"
'???'
~~~~
 
>KA-BLAMO!
 
"GAH! LAB! DOOR! NOT! FOR! SLAM...."
 
>Twi-Brite! We're getting candy! GET IN THE CART.
 
"Okay, one, no cart. Two, I have work to do. Three, wow that is in really poor taste, isn't it?"
 
The bug Queen in question just none-to-subtly re-adjusted her striped hair, running a pink colored hoof through it with a flippant twirl.
 
>Dunno what you mean.
 
"You look like Cadence."
 
>I have Cadence's COLORS, I don't look like her.
 
"Same thing."
 
>Not remotely. See? Still that same, oh so versatile smattering of holes throughout my tantalizing legs, able to do a great many things...
 
"..."
 
>...I mean dick. He can stick his dick in them-
 
"EWEWEWEWEWEEWWWWWWHEWHEWHEWWWWWWWWHYYYYYYY!?"
 
>Because you do that, and it's funny.
 
"Why are you even here!?"
 
>Shiny's abducting everyone who's trying to lock themselves up tonight, and I wanted to beat him to the punch.
 
"Chrysalis, you clearly can't abduct-"
 
There was a flash of green, and she suddenly found herself in the middle of a crowd.
 
'Twili! You made it! Wow, I thought I was going to have to drag you out and everything.'
 
"...The flame thing, really?"
 
>Meh.
 
"You are just going for every hurdle for 'tasteless' tonight, I will have you know."
 
>NO! FUCKS! GIVEN!
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>Scootaloo
"Dash"
'Fluttershy'
[Pinkie]
~~~
 
>Okay, first off? You guys taking me to get candy? AWESOME! THE MOST AWESOME THING THAT EVER AWESOMED!
 
"Oh, I know."
 
>But I do have one little thing I'm wondering about...
 
'Is it Applejack?'
 
>Well, I didn't want to just say it-
 
[It's Applejack, isn't it?]
 
>...Uh, not to be rude, but what's her-
 
"She's really into character. As a scarecrow."
 
>I mean, she hasn't moved in a while, and her eyes aren't open.
 
'Just roll with it.'
 
>I mean, it's starting to weird me out-
 
[ROLL WITH IT!]
 
>...So, first house?
 
"Yep."
 
>She is going to be so mad when she wakes up...
 
"That's why this is Fluttershy's fault."
 
[...Wait, what?]
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________
 
>Mr Cake
"Mrs Cake"
'Various??'
~~~
 
>Honey buns?
 
"Yes sugar stacks?"
 
>You remember living in Ponyville?
 
"Well of course sweetie cakes. It wasn't that long ago."
 
>It feels like forever.
 
"Oh? Why?"
 
>Oh, you know, things are different up here.
 
"What do you mean?"
 
>....
 
About that time a rather large group strolled past.
 
'Okay! So, we absolutely cannot go to that house ever again.'
 
'NOT MY FAULT THIS TIME!'
 
'That is not something to be proud of, Chrysalis.'
 
'Well I'm sorry, the knife looked real!'
 
'That's the point, Punchbug.'
 
'THIS HOLIDAY IS STUPID!'
 
'But ya' get candy!'
 
'I haven't even gotten any!'
 
'Well, maybe if you'd stop threatening everyone-'
 
'This is my job! Look out for danger! This is what I'm supposed to do!'
 
'She has a point, Shiny. I remember a certain someone having quite the zeal back in the day.'
 
'Celly, do not start with me.'
 
'HAH! Oh, you better BELIEVE he had 'zeal' at a certain time!'
 
'EW EW EW EWEWWW! TEN! YOU SCORED A PERFECT TEN ON THE CREEPY SCALE!'
 
'HAH! I win Nightmare Night!'
 
'And we're all just so proud of you, now please stop looking like me.'
 
'NEVER! You aren't making 18 stop!'
 
'I'm still wearing a costume!'
 
'You know, that just makes it weirder.'
 
'Just stay close and NO MORE PUNCHING!'
 
'Fiiiine....'
 
>....
 
"...I don't see it."
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>DT
"Filthy Rich"
~~~~
 
>Daddy, I appreciate the effort, really, but..
 
"But what pumpkin?"
 
>Look, I'm just going to come right out and say this, I think you might've spent too much on this.
 
"..."
 
>I KNOW, RIGHT!? But... you dressed up my hospital room with prop houses! TO SCALE DOOR PROPS! I'm not even going to bring up the actors you are paying to pretend to be normal ponies, I'm just stuck on the fact you turned an eighteen by twenty room into a CITY BLOCK somehow! I mean, look at those doors! The realistic walling! How did you even get these inside!?
 
"We assembled them while you were sleeping."
 
>How... there are nails...
 
"We hammered them very quietly."
 
>I... ugh, you know what? Just hand me my fairy wand, I'm getting candy.
 
"That's my little sweetiekins!"
 
>But I'm not going to say it.
 
"..."
 
>Nope, no looks are going to change that, not going to say it, I'm not FOUR.
 
"..."
 
>...Fiiiine... ~Nightmare Night, what a fright, give me something sweet to bite!~
 
"EEEEEE!"
 
>You worry me sometimes.
 
"Hush and enjoy the candy."
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NC
>18
"SA"
~~~
 
~~~Just before leaving for NMN~~~~
 
"......................................."
 
>...Too much?
 
"Liiiiiittle bit."
 
>...I want to see her head fly right off, Shiny. Her giant, black, buggy little head just flying. Right. Off.
 
"Well, someone's will."
 
>I can wear white, you know.
 
"Making a note of that."
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NC
~~
 
"When did you have time to slip me into the tuxedo, by the way?"
 
>Oh, you know...
 
"...."
 
>....
 
"... I don't know why I'm surprised."
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NCOMAKE!
>88
"32"
'Nameless thug'
[???]
~~
 
>FUCKING! FINALLY!
 
"Right?"
 
>FUCKING! FIIIIIINALLY! My arc can finally begin!
 
"Well, at least until next thread, where we reveal that bit was a dream."
 
>....
 
*BLAM!*
 
"WORTH IT!"
 
'Awww, can't it be? I don't just wanna be the first guy who dies in a zombie flick.'
 
>You aren't dead, it just infects you and makes you follow it's orders. It would be counterproductive to kill something instead of infecting it.
 
'Oh.'
 
"Besides, you know what you signed up for."
 
'Actually? Nope. I only read up till just before the end, I thought it was a porno.'
 
>Really?
 
'Yep, you make me mad, and then so on and so forth.'
 
>Oh...well, the direct market is quite booming right now-
 
[DON'T! YOU! EVEN! FUCKING! START!]
 
>Hah! You're right, that director IS easy to rile up!
 
"And you'll get to see it all plenty before it's over. Welcome to the team, 88."
 
>Great to finally arrive.
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________
 
NCOMAKE
>Cadence
"SA"
~~~
 
>Awww, I was hoping to get in more 'Chauffeur Cadence' in before the zombies hit.
 
"Meh, this arc won't last all that long, and we're going to need some breather after it anyway."
 
>I guess... Oh! We're in non-canon now, right?
 
"Riiiight?"
 
>Which means we can do... you know...
 
"Oh ho ho! And it's like it's my birthday all over agai-"
 
>MARACA PARTY!
 
"...You do this to torment me."
 
>Only a little!
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>Chitania
"42"
~~~
 
>Where the fuck did I go!?
 
"I got a shitload of screentime this thread, and we hit our 'punching changeling' quota."
 
>Is this going to be a problem?
 
"Maybe? Why?"
 
>...
 
"....Oh, fu-"
 
~~~~~
 
>THE SCREETIME IS MINE!
 
"GIVE ME BACK MY HELMET!"
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Non-canon preview
 
>Pinkie
~~~~~
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0CoWplXbeUw
 
>Nightmare Night was a great success. It got Applejack out of the castle and it even gave me screentime! Cordyceps begins it's infection. Rarity plays around with her changeling detection sunglasses and makes a spooooky discovery. Rainbow Dash goes back to Cloudsdale and finds a nasty surprise. Pennydrop retreats to an underground fortress and readies a robot army for defence. Is Spike going to be relevant again? Find out what happens next in thread 48:It's Happening...and of course, spooky fan service!