Title: Thread 43: Stories 91-99 Author: PrincessApplejack Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/hxar6iP7 First Edit: Wednesday 12th of November 2014 05:18:46 PM CDT Last Edit: Last edit on: Sunday 11th of January 2015 02:41:55 AM CDT _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________   >Twilight "Dash" ~~   >...Huh.   "Told you so."   >You know, when you said "I think I found out where there is so much ice", I wast thinking a burst chemical plant or something.   "It's not that."   >It is most certainly not that.   "Sooo... what is it?"   >I know this is going to sound absolutely crazy-   "Twi, I still get letters from someone I thought was a fictional character occasionally, I don't think you can out crazy our lives."   >...Point is, I think this was a massive automation, most likely magic powered and almost certainly constructed for-   "Just say giant robot."   >That's not the proper wording!   "It's a giant robot."   >...it WAS a giant robot.   "Or it might've been two giant robots."   >It could certainly go either way.   "Soooo... what are the odds that huge as fuck cannon back there is what caused that crater over there?"   >Pretty high, Dash.   "On the positive side, this confirms that Chitania can't spit explosives?"   >Yes, and it also confirms she can defeat something that can wipe out an entire city block.   "...Trying to look on the bright side, Twilight."   >Sorry.   "...So, who's robot is this?"   >Well, if I had to guess, I'd say the answers are in that crater over there, the one clearly leading to...   "...Twi?"   >Yep.   "Mind telling me who could strip what looks like an entire hanger clean in... what, a couple hours?"   >No more than that.   "...So we've got someone building giant Chitania fighting robots, who also has the resources to clear out something of this size and not be noticed."   >We do.   "...We're gonna have to fight these guys, aren't we?"   >Most likely.   "...Damn."   >Story of our lives. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________   >Flash "Fizzle" '???' ~~~   >This... is.. the... LIFE!   "Right? Fucking jaccuzi's man."   >Cool times, nice breeze, it's awesome.   "Yeeep... how long till you think the boss figures it out?"   >Pfft, she doesn't care. And even if she did, how's she going to-   *CHHHHKKK!*   >...aw, fuck.   "What the hell?"   >She's calling us.   "...How does she do that anyway?"   >Essentially? She has some guys cast a mimic spell on this box, and then cast the same mimic spell on another one.   "Sooo-"   >She talks into the box and the other one mimics it.   "Neat. Doesn't that require a lot of magic, though?"   >She goes through unicorns like you wouldn't believe. Think she made at least six dozen collapse from magic exhaustion to power that fucking robot thing.   "...You gonna answer-"   >NOT IT!   "DAMN!... Hello?"   'WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?'   "H-hey now, no need to yell, we're in Fillydelphia, like you said!"   '...In Fillydelphia.'   "Yep. Totally there."   'So, where the fuck were you!?'   "When?"   'WHEN I WAS GETTING MY...'   "..."   '...You're not actually here, are you?'   "N-no! We totally are!"   'Okay, fine, I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. Which side of the city is damaged?'   "...Damaged?"   >Oh, fuck-   *ZZZZZZZZ*   >NNNGGGGHHHH! "OOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW!"   'GET YOUR SORRY, STUPID, OVERPAID ASSES DOWN TO THIS FUCKING PLACE IN FIVE MINUTES OR I WILL HANG YOUR FUCKING HEADS ON MY WALL!'   >W-w-we can't-AHHHHHOWOWOW!   'WHY NOT!?'   "Because we're uh... in... Coltsburg..."   '...'   "...There was a lead on Chitania over here? No, totally, we totally saw her in the city not two minutes ago-GAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"   'GET! HERE! NOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!'   *CLICK!*   >...Jeeze, what's her problem?   "Someone probably scuffed her shoe or something, I don't even know." _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________   >Idris "Zephyrious" 'Hilda' [Siegfried] {Guards} ~~~~   If there was one thing in this life the king of Gryphons hated more than anything in the world, it was his son's 'private' parties.   Oh, of course the celebration for the public was prim, the peak of dignity and a worthy of the royal image he so carefully cultivated. But when the more respected guests left...   [WOOOOOOOOO!]   Rarely did he question his parenting skills, for he thought they were as always the peak of perfection, but watching his son swing from the ceiling with some maiden on his arm by the very banner he had spent quite a bit to have custom made was not a sign of confidence.   "Let him have his fun, father."   'He is only young once.'   Thankfully, his other two children remained calm and peaceful as they sat side by side at his table, uncaring to the wild events of their youngest siblings many 'personal guests'.   >I recall a time when both of you were that young, and never did you do anything so outrageous.   The two shared a look, but hid it before the gruff eye could notice.   "Well, I did have dear Hilda here to keep me in line."   'And I very much enjoyed being able to help prepare the future king for his role.'   "Enjoyed commanding the future king and threatening me for every little thing, you mean."   'Brother, hush.'   >Well, it's a pity you did not continue this tradition with that one.   'Nothing in it for me. If the future ruler of my kingdom is as competent as my brother, I benefit. If he should fall, I am next in line. If ever that one up there should be prepared to take the throne, I would be dead in this scenario, and wish all the world to know that the kingdom fell apart without me.'   A single eyebrow slowly went up.   "Not to worry, father. She still very much likes you, and probably will never seek to overthrow you... probably."   >...HAHA! Oh, you two, always brightens my day... not so much with that one.   [WHO WANTS TO SEE ME CHUG ALLLLLLLL OF THIS!?]   {Sire, please, you've had enough-}   [YOU TRYING TO START SOMETHING!? COME AT ME BRO!]   >I think I should have him neutered.   "Father!"   'Not a bad idea, at least that way we never have to fear the onslaught of bastards your agents spend every waking moment preventing.'   "This is just how he is when he is upset."   >And happy. And hungry. And itchy. And when he doesn't know what time it is. And pretty much every waking moment of every day.   "I'm serious, father. This is the second time mother has missed his birthday."   >It was a matter of vital importance to our kingdom, he should know better than to question it.   'She is chasing that blasted monster and you know it.'   A hard, unflinching look was her response, one so strong even his rigid backed daughter shied away.   'Sorry, father, I did not mean to offe-'   >You did, and you will apologize when she returns.   She slowly nodded, eyes looking away.   "Father, I agree that this is going on too far. Let the ponies handle her-"   >The ponies are the one who let her out in the first place.   "Which is why it is their responsibility! If anything, you were too kind not to demand payment for the damages done."   >You are still young, son. Which is why you need to keep your beak closed on these matters. The one who unleashed it is the sister of the Princes of the Empire. The last thing we needed was to sour our relationship with the only source of those wonderful crystals that is fast replacing our standard glass.   "I suppose-"   >No, you do not. I suppose, and then I decide. You are not king yet, son, do not forget that.   "...Of course, father."   >Good, and SON IF YOU DO NOT PUT THOSE SWORDS DOWN I WILL USE THEM TO SHEAR THE FEATHERS FROM YOUR HIDE!   [Awww, come on! I can totally juggle them!]   >Not the point! Those are my great great great grandfathers most cherished blades! He slayed the great beast of the dark with them!   [It's not like I'm gonna hurt 'em, pops!]   >AND DO NOT CALL ME THAT!   [Whatever, Papa!]   He groaned, placing his beak in his claws.   >He was juggled as an egg, I'm sure of it.   'Mother was quite... 'unique' while pregnant with him.'   "The yodeling haunts me."   >It haunts us all.   The three shared a slightly relaxed, but still uneasy, laugh.   "...Do you think she'll make it home in time? I wished to speak with her before I resumed my training."   'Yes, we don't see her as often as we like.'   >If she can, she will. She would not miss this unless she had to.   'Father, I don't mean to offend again, but I really wish you could talk her out of-'   >I've tried.   They went silent after that, knowing that if he admitted it, that meant...   >She is wise and powerful, she will not do anything foolish, I am sure of-   The great doors to their hall slammed open, allowing a frantic and breathless gryphon guard to race in at top speed.   [HEY! I said no outsiders! Who's a prince gotta command to-HEY!]   The guard, in a brazen act, brushed right past the whining noble and came to a stop before his king, kneeling before him in respect.   {Sire! It's happened, she's appeared again!}   Idris claws dug into the table, renting large gashes in the frame.   {And...}   >And what, solider?   He gulped loudly at the hard, dangerous words.   {There are unconfirmed reports that her majesty engaged-}   He did not even let the poor soul finish, literally stepping over him and making his way out the front door.   >Prepare my airship.   The servants to him raced away, already off to make the requested preparations. Behind him, his two oldest siblings stood, following in lock step with him without any provocation.   [So does this mean the parties over-HEY!]   Two separate claws grabbed their inebriated sibling, dragging him with them as they followed their father.   Ahead, back straight and shoulders proud and strong, the king was the perfect picture of control and power. Inside...   >Damn it, Winny.   Inside was something he dared not let out. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________   >Actarius "JJ" ~~   >You didn't have to come with, you know.   The other changeling just gave a shrug, never pausing his sifting through the rubble on the very edge of the blast radius.   "Not like I had anything better to do."   >I know, but still.   "I'm disguised, they're not going to get mad at me. And hey, not like you had to come over either."   >Couldn't just stay in Canterlot when I heard. And hey, not like I have somewhere to be either.   "No interviews today?"   >None. Freaking job market is a nightmare. But hey, at least I can still help out, you know. Don't need shiny armor for that. Or the spears or helmets, just need to be me.   "...You miss it, don't you?"   He slowed his digging just for a second.   >...Little bit.   "But nobody really liked you there, right?"   >I don't miss it for those guys, I miss it cause... I felt like I was actually helping ponies, you know? Even if I never ended up helping with the big stuff, I felt like I was making a difference.   "...Sorry..."   >For what?   "You know what."   >Oh, that? Pfft, wasn't nothing. If it wasn't you, I'd probably do something stupid during another crisis and get fired... or eaten, like Pommel did. Could be worse.   "Could be better."   >...Yeah, guess it could be a little-   [OH THANK CELESTIA!]   They both froze, frantically looking around for the voice that had seeming come out of nowhere.   [DOWN HERE! WE'RE DOWN HERE!]   Sure enough, hidden away in a tiny corner of a building...   >Oh, crap! You guys okay down there!?   [We're fine, the shelter held up, but the door is completely blocked!]   >We'll have you out in a sec!....   "...What?"   >Lasers. Do the laser thing. Shoot your laser.   "I don't know if I've got enough love for that!"   >So, I don't know, go light? If you over-exert yourself, sap me or something.   "I don't know..."   [Hey! We have a plan up there!?]   >Give us a sec!...   "...Fiiiine..."   He reared back...   And only managed to break a tiny rock in the corner.   >...   "...Think I held back too much?"   As if to answer him, the rubble rolled away in waves like a mudslide, completely spreading out and widening the gap of the hole.   >...Think you did fine.   A dozen cheering ponies rushed out, free at last, thanks on their lips and friendly pats to hand out to both ex-guard and disguised changeling.   >...   "Wow, this is nice."   >Yeah, it is...   "Is it always this nice?"   >...Everytime... _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________   >High Roller "Triage" '32'   "Asleep again?"   >Indeed. I'm beginning to believe he's experiencing some changeling-specific side effects to the poison I used.   "If they bring him in for examination, are we safe?"   >The mixture is supposed to be undetectable but its effects have been surprising thus far. I will need to be prepared to run should the finger of suspicion be pointed my way. Until then, I'll need to lay low.   "By...befriending the person you poisoned?"   >By presenting yourself as a sympathetic and helpful figure, you can buy yourself quite a bit of time. But I'll save that lesson for later, did you actually have a purpose for coming down here?   "Yes, actually. I got a letter from...your Aunt Periwinkle."   >Oh did you?   "Yes, here."   He takes a small piece of paper from her...which is covered by an address in Fillydelphia and the words 'GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE, ASAP'.   >Hm, it appears the unexpected happening has my poor aunt in distress. Sadly, things as they are, I cannot go there without raising suspicion.   "So?"   >You'll need to go in my stead I'm afraid.   "Wh-what!?"   >Shh, you'll wake him up. Now here is what I ask, you go to Fillydelphia, go to this address, inform them that I am indisposed, asked what is required of me, listen carefully, then come back. Ensure you are not spied upon and if you are found, play it as innocently as you can. This will be a risk, but succeed and you'll be remembered when it's time to be brought up the ladder.   "...I'll do it."   >Good girl, make me proud.   'Nnf...High Roller? Where're you?'   >Moan please.   "Ahhhhhhh~!"   >Mmm...yeah, baby~   "Mmm~"   'OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE YOU PERVERT, I'M TOO SICK FOR YOUR NONSENSE!'   >Stop bein' such a killjoy, man.   'Get back here and do your job, you ignoramus!'   >Heh, at least I got my rocks off. Later babe.   "See ya, hon~"   'Disgusting little hellions...' _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________   NC >DT "Chitania" ~~~   >WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?   "What?"   >YOU JUH-AND THEN-KABA....   "...."   >...YOU DO FUCK ALL FOR THREE THREADS AND THEN DO ALL THAT!?   "Yeah, kinda cool, eh?"   >KIND OF COOL!?   "..."   >...Yes, yes it was. But only because I got to do cool things!   "Was neat."   >Yeah, very neat.   "..."   >...So uhhh... what're you going to do next?   "Dunno. Lie in wait for threads on end and then fuck something up?"   >That sounds about right.   "Yeah, got a good feeling about that." _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________   NCOMAKE >SA "Cadence" ~~~   >Holy crap that was big.   "Yeeep."   >Just... huuuge.   "Big."   >Robot fights and all.   "Big like your dick."   >...   "...Wanna do it?"   >Damn it, Chrysalis.   "I REGRET NOTHING!" _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________   NCOMAKE >29 "32" ~???~ ~~~~   >Ugh, we never get to be involved in the big storythings anymore.   "Well, I will when we finally unleash the zombie plague."   >SNK! "When". Not 'if'?   "Touché."   >Though it is unfair, as I will likely have no part in that.   "Awww, what a pity. All you get to do is go have wacky adventures with three mares while I sit here in a cell in the interim."   >Point, point...   "Unless we go through with that straight to DVD spin off."   >There is a market for prison porno...   ~Come on you guys! Are you really going to mess with me again!? JUST GET THE SCENE FINISHED!~   >Tsk tsk, we'd let you watch for free.   "And a dvd copy as well."   ~We don't even HAVE DVDS IN THIS UNIVERSE!~   "Oh, right..."   >...Huh, porno by film reel sounds skeevier, somehow.   "Indeed."   >...Might need to bring in Marey to class it up.   ~JUST SHUT UP AND DO THE FUCKING SCENE!~   >Did he say do the fucking scene?   "I heard do the fucking scene."   >Fantastic! Bend over and put those cheeks against the bars-OW!   ~YOU GUYS ARE SO UNPROFESSIONAL!~   >HAH! Newbie directors, love 'em. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________   >Dash "Maud" 'Pinkie' [Fluttershy] {???} ~~~~   >So, guess that worked?   "It did. I got to punch a building. It was good. Totally worth the act needed."   'Daddy would be so ashamed of you! You should have at least asked for a couple of stories, not just ONE action scene!'   >Was barely even an action scene at all.   "I also requested I team up with Chrysalis, because latching onto her garuntees screentime."   [Huh. I did get more here recently...]   >HOLY CRAP! If I sleep with Shiny and then team up with Chrysalis, I get ALL THE SCREENTIME!   'GET OUT OF MY WAY!'   [NO WAY! I brought the lube and I am ready to use it!]   "That is a good idea. It is quite rough without it."   >GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY!   "Okay. I already got what I wanted."   >...Huh, I-GET THE FUCK BACK HERE PINKIE!   'NGGGHHHHH-' [GGGGGGHHHHH-] >-GGGHHHHHHHHHHH ~~~~~~   >... '...' [...] >... '...' [...] >... '...' [...] >HOLY FUCK! {What!? I do OCCASIONALLY sleep with my husband, you know!} _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________   >Pinkie ~~~~~ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0CoWplXbeUw   >Wowee, that was a super-duper-awesome action scene with Chitania, Pennydrop, Gwen, and Diamond Tiara! What's going to happen to the A-team without their heavy hitter? Flash Sentry is hired to do some mercenary work and talks about how war has changed. Vekir does ambassador things, while Luna sleeps through the day. Applejack gets a taste of Idris' anger. Cadence gets some more screentime and Rarity brings out a couch in shock. Find out what happens next in thread 44: Scrubs...and of course, bruised fan service!