Perspective

25th May 2012

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My name is…Well, lets just go with Tale for now. Nice and short. I was a Magitek experiment by the Siruis corporation, but made a bid for freedom and am now the only Non-affiliated Elemancer, able to call from any discipline indiscriminately, as long as I don’t run out of Casts. This is a unique position that has brought me a lot of hardship, but allowed me to do a lot of good in the world, even if it has gotten me kicked out of pretty much every city I’ve  been to in irons. I do not have an organic body as such (Alive is such a loose term anyway), but am instead made of a Semi-euclidean Techno-rganic poly-fluid (Think Mercury crossed with Titanium but more sciencey. Honest!). Through a little trickery I can pull off a fairly lifelike look, but now I’m stuck in Equestria I suppose I could pull off anything.

I am currently getting my bearings after landing, but Lupus says he’ll show me around soon.

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25th May 2012

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Bearings

No-one saw Tale as he flew through old Ponyville, but not for lack of trying. Though a mix of incredible speed, good cover and a small obfuscating aura the human was able to keep any of the ruin’s many occupants from seeing any more than a grey blur flashing between rooftops. Feet not so much connected with the rooftops as danced over it, and any sight of the landscape had no opportunities to sink in as it shot past at high speed. Still, this brief respite gave him the chance to think on what had happened, however briefly, and he was forced to conclude that he was quite definitely fucked. He was in a different society, a different world even, and he had one stoner’s experiences to go on. He might have even stood a chance if the society was at least visually similar, but he had seen only a single two-legged being in his journey so far, and that was dead. So, problem. Maybe if he had a jelly baby, two lengths of hose and a fez…

“I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” said a voice from before and slightly above the speeding biped.

Snapping out of his train of thought with a jolt, Tale looked up and was amazed to see a Navy blue earth Pony covered in strange scars swimming through the air above him. The absurdity of the sight unfortunately caused Tale to forget exactly what he was doing at the time, and with a small yelp dropped below the Pony’s height as he ran off the end of a building. Although the rusty metal and sharp stones in the alley following did little to soften his landing he was quickly able to pull himself together with a slight slurping sound. When he did he quickly found the same strange equine sitting on the edge of the rooftop, staring down with a slight bemused expression. Realising that it was still waiting for an answer, Tale sat back in the scrap pile a little and gave a small, non-committal shrug of his shoulders.

“Oh, you know how it is”, he said with a wan smile, “first time in a new place always a little overwhelming.” He was a little unsure what to expect, as the knowledge he had gleaned off the drug addict back in the boutique had been quite firm in that the Ponies with the horns did conscious magic, not flight, and this one seemed to have the “Wan smile” manoeuvre down to a tee. despite the fact that this dimension showed no signs of interference, habit dictated he briefly take a Third Look at this Pony-

-And Tale was immediately on his feet, Chi ball floating between his hands as he levelled a killing Cast at the monstrosity in Pony form before him. He had seen no corruption, no signs to suggest that the Squids had broken into this dimension, but he had no doubt that the creature above him was not living. Then again, it had already worked once… so with a flick of his wrist, Tale turned the Chi Drive into another memory spike, and delved into the mind of the creature before him.

What he hadn’t expected however, was the Squid to examine him back. In a flash, Tale knew all about house Cipher, Jigsaw, Alk, Toy and Zee, the princesses…and Lupus Grimm, the Name-soul who stood before him.

Closing off the stream with a snap, Test: Amorphous Liquid, Extraterrestrial gulped.

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24th May 2012

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Displaced

In the ruins of Ponyville, an impossibility slept. To the untrained eye, the creature in the remains of the store looked like some strange cross between a Pony and the cross-breed  Spike in that strange patches of grey hide melded with shiny silver scales along its legs and torso, contrasting sharply with the softer hide on its arms and head that resembled tanned leather. Finally, a soft mane of a softer gray fell in waves around its shoulders in an unruly mop.

If a practitioner of the darker arts were to examine the creature however, they would see something very different indeed. Black lines flicker over rolling waves of chaos, sketching a scarecrow figure in pain and regret. Where the fluid hit the ground it caused a strange distortion that made one’s eyes turn inside out in any attempts to track. As time went on the crawling chaos calmed to a simmering pool, and finally stopped writhing entirely- the creature was waking up.

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During his time on Neverend, TALE had been through a lot of hardships. He had been shot in the head, fed through a meat grinder, fed to a pack of wolves and even fed to himself. That had been a long night. Still, the headache he was feeling now was definitely on the top ten of things he had least enjoyed waking up to. Well, top twenty if you counted those Succupi twins separately. Top eleven.

Anyway, digressing. It occurred to him now that he had been lying in this spot with his eyes closed for sometime now. Much longer than he’d been awake for, if the way his face was slowly assuming the shape of the floor was any indication. Much as he’d have liked to just continue lying there indefinitely, life demanded he wake up and face the day. Or night. Well, not even face it, if there was a wall or he was pointed in the other direction or something. Still, opening eyes now.

There appeared to be a giant eagle staring into his eye.

With a yelp and a cuss he threw the creature off him, (A Gryphon, then. Well, part Giant eagle.) and before it could react he released a neon blue arc of kinetic plasma that sent it skyward with a noise reminiscent of a cricket bat. Well, cricket bat hitting a ball, obviously. Not just the cricket bat. That would be silly.

As the monster shot out of sight, Tale let out a sigh of relief- then let out a slightly lady like scream when the Gryphon’s companion walked into the room.

“Yoo fahnd ae-knee tang, dang-druffed?” Bellowed the horse creature as it entered in some sort of hunting cry, or maybe mating cry for all he knew, not that that would be any better. Dropping to one knee Tale called the loose mana in the room to him for a suitably fatal counter…and stopped. He had expected rabid eyes, or at least a glazed expression. What he saw instead was worry, fear…and concern for a loved one. This wasn’t an animal…least not in his books.

Dropping the cast Tale instead sent a mental spike into the horse with a flick of the wrist, and sucked up all the loose mental debris he could find- things it had already forgotten but still would know if reminded, stuff it was forgetting right now, stuff it knew so deep down it never remembered learning them…

Finally he snapped off the connection with the grimace. This earth pony wasn’t intelligent by any stretch of the imagination, but it knew the language and a basic knowledge of the world at large. He shook his head as unwanted images and urges tried to cement themselves in his mind, only to leak off like wisps of coloured mist. This was…worrying. On many levels. He was in another world- One in which not only were some kind of equines the dominant species, but humans were nothing but an echo in the wind.

No wonder those emergency teleport booths were discontinued, thought an errant wisp.

“Shut up, Sawbones.”

With a sigh, the human leapt to the rooftops at a run and began to head for the concrete towers he could see in the distance.

I’ll just get some perspective, for now. Sure I may have just lost everything I ever knew…But eh, I didn’t like it too much anyway.

Tagged: Can you tell what it is yet?TaleOld ponyville

23rd May 2012

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An Unwitting Visitor

Night had fallen over the ruins of old Ponyville, and the few ponies and others who still lived within its reaches had mostly found an area with some protection from the weather and bunked down for the night. This meant that when, in an old boutique that hadn’t seen a customer in years, a mote of dust rose from the floor and began to dance, no-one batted an eyelid. It appeared sluggish at first like a parasprite gorged on fruit, and didn’t so much dance as cruise among the rafters and shattered mannequins. When it had made a full circuit of the ruin it appeared to gain motivation and began to emit a soft, cold glow as its arc grew smaller and smaller, drawing it closer to the centre of the room. The glow grew, and by the time it was more or less stationary a crowd of maybe a half-dozen bedraggled vagrants watched from behind broken walls and assorted debris. Some watched with a silent awe born of innocence, some with a caution born of fear and some with dead eyes that saw nothing but a speck of light. Nonetheless, something about the cool blue light made all kinds of creatures draw near, and stare into the soothing glow. Enemy stood beside enemy, predator stood beside prey, and for a moment there was peace in a world of suffering.

Soon, the speck had bobbed to a small way above head height and it’s glow had reached the level where the entire street was lit in the silvery light of dawn. As the brightness spiked suddenly, every being present gasped-

-And a wave of absolutely nothing at all turned a crowd of misfits in a cluttered, abandoned house on a deserted street into an empty house on an emptier street.

On an empty floor, a ball of light fades into a tall, two-legged being dressed in silver. When the light fades, the street is silent and dark again.