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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

I mean yes? Quite rude to just toss it out there. I mean if figuring the "riddle" out was a challenge, you could just PM him.

Zoat has been responding to guesses for YEARS. He never tells anyone to take it to PM.

He just doesn't really care.

If he thought it was rude, he'd tell people to take it to PM or he'd refuse to answer yes or no.

It's always been a little fun game to Zoat or a challenge he liked to have in the threads. Or at least it seems like that to me.
 
Way off base. "Wynne" is a respelling of "Nguyen," because he'd made a point about how weird it was that a name pronounced "win" would be spelled like that. (Obviously he gets that it's a particular romanization scheme, but why would you design a romanization scheme that doesn't produce words that are pronounced how they're spelled?)
Peter Wynne hasn't met his reality's version of Cheshire.
Thank you, corrected.
Unless this is quoting some existing material, I think "Stretch out your haunches" would fit the meter better.
Nope.
 
Peter Wynne hasn't met his reality's version of Cheshire.

Ah, yeah he did, when he, Cheetah and Roy went to rescue Clayface, Cheshire was there with Roy and she was apparently pregnant.

It was during that Covert Community side story in the Gammadion episode.

8th March 2002
00:32 GMT -7


Chloe accelerates the submersible towards the shoreline with nary a ripple. This really wasn't what I wanted to do on my first journey on the Spear of Benthesikyme, but… Needs must. A man like Morgan Edge might well have been paranoid enough to have some sort of sonar built into the rocks around his private island, but that won't do anything to help against a submarine built with Atlantean technology.

I'm not sure if King Orin knows that some of the people loyal to his late brother survived their final confrontation and are still around and just doesn't care, or if he assumed that with the issue of who owns the throne resolved they all went back over to him. But as so often in these cases, his loss is my gain.

Chloe and a few of her friends were grateful to me for helping them start new lives on the surface. Not so grateful that they'd be willing to help me recreate the technology that the Atlanteans used to effortlessly see off the US Navy last year, but certainly grateful enough that they're willing to ferry me and mine around in the one vessel they still have under their control. As long as we don't get too close to Atlantis itself, which is a place I'm perfectly happy to leave well enough alone.

"Thirty metres to shore now. Full stop."

I nod and begin pulling myself up the ladder to the hatch.

"Thank you. We'll signal when we're ready for extraction."

"Understood. Good fortune."

Of course, the dangerous parts of this job should have been taken care of already. Hanging around a lot of supervillains for most of the working week has encouraged me to spend time both exercising and training, and I'm armed and armoured. But I'm fully aware that I'd be the weak link in an actual combat situation, which is why I'm leaving that to the professionals whenever possible.

I stop climbing, press the button to open the inner hatch and then climb up into the airlock. Another press closes the hatch below me, and a moment later the hatch out onto the dark, unstable, spray-blasted hull opens. I.. would.. hate to have to take a boat in this, let alone swim.

Fortunately I have a better option, courtesy of my partnership with the late Dr Knight. I unclip the Gravity Rod from my harness and press the activator stub. Immediately, a very faint golden energy field envelops me, and as I hold it aloft and hold down the flight button I'm lifted into the air.

It's not the most fun way to fly, even if my initial fear that I'd be hanging off the rod turned out to be unfounded. But it works and the energy shield keeps the worst of the wind and water off me, so I make good time to the shore. Mr Edge's mansion is surrounded by a high wall with a rather impressive electrified plasma field protecting it, but, assuming that things are going to plan-.

A figure steps out of the shade of one of the guard towers and holds up an LED torch.

... .. - ..- .- - .. --- -. --. .-. . . -.

Glad to hear it. I aim the Gravity Rod and swoop downwards, landing next to him.

Roy Harper smiles confidently as I lower the rod.

"How was your flight?"

"Brief, thankfully. Any trouble here?"

"Nothing we couldn't handle." He leads the way back into the guard tower, then onto the stairs leading to ground level. "Hey, what are you planning on doing with this place after we're done here?"

"We'll be handing Mister Edge and his associates over to the Federal Bureau of Investigation. He has no legal heir." I shrug as we begin walking up to the main house. "It's not entirely clear if anyone owns it. No government claims it, which is why he set up here in the first place. And since no government owns it, no court has the authority to determine who the rightful owner is."

"Huh. You don't want it?"

"I… Don't think so. It might be convenient for some of my employees with outstanding warrants, but.. I.. think that being on an island base might encourage them to regress."

He nods, smiling.

"Heh, yeah. It does kinda shout 'supervillain', doesn't it?"

I note the slumped and bound private security guards propped up against the exterior wall of the house. I can't see much bleeding…

"Any trouble?"

"Between me, Cheshire and Cheetah, we took them down before they knew what was happening. Cheshire even used those electrified baton things you gave her."

I look at one man with two blackening eyes and a broken jaw. Then I look back to Roy and raise my left eyebrow.

"Mostly as clubs, but hey, no one got stabbed."

We walk in through the open front door.

"There was one thing though."

"Yes?"

"When I saw how Cheetah dyed her fur I made a crack about black cats… Cheshire likes that sort of thing, but-."

"Cheetah really doesn't."

He regards me curiously.

"How'd you find that out?"

When I was kissing the fur covering her abdomen, discovered that her genetic splicing had given her supernumerary mammaries and remarked that she now had 'kitty titties', which... It turns out that they're a sore point for her.

Not… Literally, they're actually quite-.

Anyway.

"Pretty much the same way you did. One offhand comment, and-" Months of progress on improving her self-image ruined. "-she was surprisingly upset."

We proceed through the foyer and down one of the corridors. More guards are bound, but unlike outside there is visible damage. Bullet holes in the walls, blackened wood and carpet where explosives were used…

"Please tell me those were flashbangs."

"Hey, zero body count. Cheshire gets it."

I'm not entirely happy about employing an assassin anyway. Sending her on a mission like this while two months pregnant made me unhappy in an entirely different way, but… She appears to have handled it just fine. And I certainly don't want her covering her maternity leave with money earned through her primary occupation. I don't think my contacts in the FBI will be willing to talk about a pardon at this stage, but it's something to work towards.

Barbara's waiting just ahead, her right paw is twitching as she restrains her desire to lick the dye out of her fur. This is the first time she's been out as 'Cheetah' since we started working together and I think that the fighting is bringing her feline instincts to the fore. She freezes as we approach, her eyes fixing on my face. I… I've studied cheetah behaviour, but her body language is an odd combination of human and cheetah and I'm not entirely sure what that means. I can't see any wounds on her, which I'm happy about.

"…in these things, anyway?"

Cheshire's already opened the vault and is walking around the four red biohazard containers contained therein. Barbara falls in behind Roy and I as we join her and she regards me curiously.

"This is why we're here? Did Morgan get his hands on something he wasn't supposed to? The last sample of a deadly disease that was never supposed to leave the laboratory? Oh, a bio-weapon the US government doesn't want people to know about?"

"No." I raise the Gravity Rod. "Please step back."

"What-?"

She hurries aside as I press the 'energy pulse' button.
 
I was re-reading portions of the story at semi-random (mostly Doppelgangered) and had a few questions and thoughts.

Now that the Sheeda are mostly neutralized, will Georgia focus more on her sociological study of Earth's schizo-technology issues, and will it come up in the story? I'm kind of assuming she'll somehow locate Boss Smiley (Paragon didn't tell her about him on-screen, but it seems like a pertinent detail).

Paragon-timeline Zatanna no longer has the Staff of Love, so she's outclassed (in terms of raw power, at least) by both Renegade-Zatanna (New God) and Zorina (who has a fallen angel at her beck and call- he seemed to be a different kind of being than demon, but I'm not sure about that). I know her faith in Christianity got bruised a bunch during the Silver City invasion, and I don't think Zauriel would gain much from a partnership with her, so I don't see her having an angel as a summon anytime soon. She did express an interest in Hellenism and I've discussed people in the story possibly summoning spirits from Greek mythology before, so that could be cool to see.
 
Something many prey quadrupeds do, especially when young. Why? Who knows.
It's a display to predators. Sort of like the ostentatious tails of the peacock means "Look how much energy I can afford to waste making myself easy to catch, I'm so fit you want my genes." Pronking is the antelope equivalent of T-posing. "I'm so fit I can waste time styling on you. Go find an injured antelope to hunt, it ain't me!"
 
And it's not supposed to. The Renegade has no interest in her going back to being teenager Artemis, and would regard it as a massive backwards step. He's putting her in a friendly but alien environment in the hope that she'll start feeling better about who she is now.

Turning her back would probably be impossible in the first place. Even if you outright deleted all of her new memories, her soul was changed by the experience.
She's a different person.
That doesn't mean that she should give up on trying to reconnect with the people she used to be close with, or learn how to live on modern-day earth.
 
Turning her back would probably be impossible in the first place. Even if you outright deleted all of her new memories, her soul was changed by the experience.
She's a different person.
That doesn't mean that she should give up on trying to reconnect with the people she used to be close with, or learn how to live on modern-day earth.

She apparently hasn't given up on that completely, if her still dating Tao is any indication, but the stress and shame is probably not doing her any good.
 
Gothamghast (part 4)
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"Expand on your bucking proclivity
So if you need you can even buck me-."

The-. HAH! The pony stops in mid-air, shakes, then falls to the ground, sits on her bum and waves her front legs at me.

"Ah, can you forget I sang that last one? Please?"

"Hah. Ah, why?"

Aside from the obvious word substitution thing. I mean, I don't think she's coming onto me-. But then, Grayven and Luna are pretty okay with-.

"Well…" Pinkie Pie tilts her head to the right. "My uncle Smoky Quartz taught me that bit when I was a little filly, and Mom got mad and glared at him and told him he couldn't have any more adult soda and I don't want to get him in trouble again."

She sounds… Completely… Genuine? Does she not..? Realize..? I was.. kinda assuming that 'buck' and 'fuck' weren't near-phonemes in ponyspeak, but… That song makes it pretty clear that they are. Unless I'm just so… Unpony, or whatever, that I'm seeing things that aren't there.

"Okay. But… Did he teach you any other verses?"

"One or two." She taps her chin with her right front hoof. "And he might have been right? My friend Rainbow Dash is a pegasus and she does everything fast, so I guess it would make sense if she bucked fast too, but I've never seen a unicorn buck. Even when we help out Applejack on the farm, Twilight and Rarity use their horns instead. And that wasn't how that verse went at all."

I'm moving before I really think about it, and legs that I can usually barely control are.. hugging her? It feels weird, having the fur on my chest rubbing against hers and her sweet-smelling mane in my nose, but… Nice? She hugs me back, and she's stronger than she looks. All that bouncing's healthy exercise, I guess? It's like hugging Barney the Dinosaur.

Only less terrifying.

I let go and shuffle back a bit before getting back on all four hooves. I… Like this pony. She's so… Open, and cheerful. Just being around her makes…

"Ah, are you okay? You looked kinda sad there for a moment."

"It's…"

It's why Grayven asked her to show me around, obviously. He thinks I need to open up to a pink party pony who doesn't know what 'adult soda' is.

I mean… Maybe?

I clear my throat. "So, was that a.. traditional.. earth pony song?"

She nods. "Uh-huh! Every earth pony town that does any bucking at all has their own version! Do the ponies where you come from have a song like that?"

"Ah… Not.. really? Human legs don't really work like that."

"Do you have songs about climbing trees instead?"

"No? Why would-?" Right. "You know we're not.. monkeys, right? I mean, we're related, but we've been upright for about six million years."

She nods.

"So they'd be really old songs."

"I don't think we even had language back then."

"Okay. What songs do humans sing? What songs did your uncle teach you?"

"Well… I grew up on a different continent to my mom's family. And all Dad ever told us about his side of the family was that they died. So… They kinda didn't."

"Um. Oh. Um. What about your mom and dad?"

"Mom once made up a song about stabbing people? It's not.. really something I wanna pass on to an alien civilisation."

"Ah… Like, joke… Stabbing? Like a murder mystery party?"

"No, like stabbing someone with a knife so they die. My parents were thieves and murderers. Or.. are, in Mom's case. I didn't exactly have a normal childhood."

Pinkie Pie shifts awkwardly. "I didn't have a normal foalhood either, but for me that just means I grew up on a rock farm. Um. Are you okay?"

"How would I know?"

"Oh, whaw. I.. try and make people happy? But I'm not actually a trained counsellor pony? Um…" Her left ear flicks nervously, then she gets up and stands next to me, not quite touching me but making me aware that she's there. "But we can talk about it if you want?"

Talking to a talking pony plush doll beats trying to talk to Dinah again. And whatever Grayven says, I'm leaving Guy Gardner as a last option.

"You know, I'm actually older than my mom?"

"How does that work?"

"Time travel. I went to the future for a long time, then came back."

"A long long time?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"Like, Hearthwarming Cake takes a long time, or like a tree growing takes a long time? Or like Princess Celestia's ruled Equestria for a long time?"

"Probably that last one. Me and Grayven ruled the whole planet."

"Was it fun?"

"I wouldn't call it fun. But… I.. miss it. It's pretty much all I've done for so long that now there's this.. hole in my life."

"Hey, that sounds a lot like Princess Celestia!"

Grayven's girlfriend's sister. And Sunset's teacher, before she came to Earth after they had a fight. I've seen her a couple of times but I don't really know her.

"How do you mean?"

"Well, she's ruled Equestria for over a thousand years! And I've never even heard of her doing anything that wasn't something to do with that."

"What did she do before that?"

"Uh." Pinkie Pie stares straight forward, her eyes wide. "Before? I can't-. I mean, they weren't in charge in the Hearthwarming story, so I guess she wasn't always in charge?" She taps her chin with her right front hoof. "It's just-. She's-. The.. Princess."

She shakes her head, her hair blurring-. Is her muzzle bending, or is that just an optical illusion?

"What kinda things did you do when you were in charge?"

"I…"

I remember fighting. And arguing. Commanding and managing logistics. Reading reports and checking that the people writing them weren't lying to me. Trying to instil some sort of unifying ideology in a people who only cared about themselves and maybe those immediately around them. And then when I got back together with Grayven… Things got easier, but there was always something. A sports event to open. A research project to monitor. We… Went to see plays a couple of times, but that was because we'd only just got the Sheeda to start doing cultural stuff. Yeah, it wasn't all exhausting, but I can't remember anything I just did for fun.

"I worked. I worked a whole lot."

"What did you do when you weren't working?"

What hobbies did I even have before I went to the Land of Summer's End? Apart from vigilantism. I can't remember anything.

"I think that was just when I was asleep."

Pinkie stares at me, her mouth hanging slightly open.

"Ok-ay, well, how about we do some stuff I think is fun, and we see if that helps?"

I nod, and give her a small smile. I guess it can't hurt, can it?
 
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So if you need you can even buck me-."

Well it's nice that she offered.

"Ah, can you forget I sang that last one? Please?"

Never!

having the fur on my chest rubbing against hers and her sweet-smelling mane in my nose, but… Nice?

I ship it.

It's like hugging Barney the Dinosaur.

Do not mention the abomination!

Only less terrifying.

True.

And it's nice to know that even a demigoddesses who has spent a long time in a post apocalyptic wasteland is still scared of that creature.

"I don't think we even had language back then."

Well grunting noises may have had some meaning to ancient humans.

"Okay. What songs do humans sing? What songs did your uncle teach you?"

None. In fact I think her uncle on her mothers side is still in a hospital in Vietnam due to exposure to Agent Orange due to renegade not healing him or having someone else do it. At least I think he didn't do it. I know he helped her grandmother, but that's it.

And all Dad ever told us about his side of the family was that they died.

Really hope she meets them.

Mom once made up a song about stabbing people

I think we tend to forget that while Paula has reformed she was once a very dangerous person.

I'm leaving Guy Gardner as a last option.

I think a lot of people feel that way about him.
 
Mr Zoat what with Renegade Paula still being a murderer and a thief? did you mean to have Atemis say her sister? or did Renegade Paula go back to being a villain?

also i just remembered a little while back in the Paragon episode, what happened to Dana Dearden again?
 
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"Expand on your bucking proclivity
So if you need you can even buck me-."
Oh, my, Pinkie Pie! How.. generous of you! Methinks the song got away from her a little there.

The-. HAH! The pony stops in mid-air, shakes, then falls to the ground, sits on her bum and waves her front legs at me.

"Ah, can you forget I sang that last one? Please?"
And even she knows how lewd that one sounded. Heheh.

"Hah. Ah, why?"

Aside from the obvious word substitution thing. I mean, I don't think she's coming onto me-. But then, Grayven and Luna are pretty okay with-.
Hey, it's a drinking song, it's meant to be suggestively bawdy. :D If the ladies aren't blushing a little, you haven't sung it loudly enough!

"Well…" Pinkie Pie tilts her head to the right. "My uncle Smoky Quartz taught me that bit when I was a little filly, and Mom got mad and glared at him and told him he couldn't have any more adult soda and I don't want to get him in trouble again."

She sounds… Completely… Genuine? Does she not..? Realize..? I was.. kinda assuming that 'buck' and 'fuck' weren't near-phonemes in ponyspeak, but… That song makes it pretty clear that they are. Unless I'm just so… Unpony, or whatever, that I'm seeing things that aren't there.
No, it's not you, I think. She's just playing dumb to be disarming. It is Pinkie Pie, after all.

"Okay. But… Did he teach you any other verses?"

"One or two." She taps her chin with her right front hoof. "And he might have been right? My friend Rainbow Dash is a pegasus and she does everything fast, so I guess it would make sense if she bucked fast too, but I've never seen a unicorn buck. Even when we help out Applejack on the farm, Twilight and Rarity use their horns instead. And that wasn't how that verse went at all."
:rolleyes: ...Okay, Pinkie, there's such a thing as taking a joke too far...
"No such thing!"
Oi! Get back behind the fourth wall, you puce pony!

I'm moving before I really think about it, and legs that I can usually barely control are.. hugging her? It feels weird, having the fur on my chest rubbing against hers and her sweet-smelling mane in my nose, but… Nice? She hugs me back, and she's stronger than she looks. All that bouncing's healthy exercise, I guess? It's like hugging Barney the Dinosaur.

Only less terrifying.
Don't worry, that sense of existential fear applies to nearly all mascot characters... :eek: Imagine if a Yellow Lantern weaponised the Uncanny Valley like that. Gyah.

I let go and shuffle back a bit before getting back on all four hooves. I… Like this pony. She's so… Open, and cheerful. Just being around her makes…

"Ah, are you okay? You looked kinda sad there for a moment."
And she's very perceptive, too. Even without her Pinkie Sense. Man, imagine her with an Indigo Ring (minus the brainwashing setup...)

"It's…"

It's why Grayven asked her to show me around, obviously. He thinks I need to open up to a pink party pony who doesn't know what 'adult soda' is.

I mean… Maybe?
Don't doubt the Brony's knowledge, girl. Sometimes, you need a little Harmony in your life. Especially at a time like this.

I clear my throat. "So, was that a.. traditional.. earth pony song?"

She nods. "Uh-huh! Every earth pony town that does any bucking at all has their own version! Do the ponies where you come from have a song like that?"
x3 Oh, my, yes. Oh, they don't generally come out and say what they're really singing about, but you can work it out...

"Ah… Not.. really? Human legs don't really work like that."

"Do you have songs about climbing trees instead?"
Hey, now, Pinkie. isn't that a little speciesist?

"No? Why would-?" Right. "You know we're not.. monkeys, right? I mean, we're related, but we're been upright for about six million years."

She nods.

"So they'd be really old songs."
...With rocks in and everything. ;)

"I don't think we even had language back then."

"Okay. What songs do humans sing? What songs did your uncle teach you?"
Ah, the joy of a barely-industrial culture. Assuming that everything is passed down on a personal scale.

"Well… I grew up on a different continent to my mom's family. And all Dad ever told us about his side of the family was that they died. So… They kinda didn't."

"Um. Oh. Um. What about your mom and dad?"
Yeah, that's a bit of a downer, even if she doesn't know it's all lies. Shame about Vietnam in Renegade's parallel, though...

"Mom once made up a song about stabbing people? It's not.. really something I wanna pass on to an alien civilisation."

"Ah… Like, joke… Stabbing? Like a murder mystery party?"
Ah, Pinkie. Grabbing the wrong end of the stick, and then shaking it all about.

"No, like stabbing someone with a knife so they die. My parents were thieves and murderers. Or.. are, in Mom's case. I didn't exactly have a normal childhood."

Pinkie Pie shifts awkwardly. "I didn't have a normal foalhood either, but for me that just means I grew up on a rock farm. Um. Are you okay?"
:(...And that simple question cuts right to the heart of the matter. Damn, Pinkie Pie, you know just what to say sometimes... :oops:

"How would I know?"

"Oh, whaw. I.. try and make people happy? But I'm not actually a trained counsellor pony? Um…" Her left ear flicks nervously, then she gets up and stands next to me, not quite touching me but making me aware that she's there. "But we can talk about it if you want?"
And honestly, I think what Artemis needs right now is a little Laughter...

Talking to a talking pony plush doll beats trying to talk to Dinah again. And whatever Grayven says, I'm leaving Guy Gardner as a last option.

"You know, I'm actually older than my mom?"
Heh, yeah, that would be a bit strange, wouldn't it?

"How does that work?"

"Time travel. I went to the future for a long time, then came back."

"A long long time?"
Oh, yeah. Do try not to break the pony by telling her all the things you actually did there, though...

"Yeah, I think so."

"Like, Hearthwarming Cake takes a long time, or like a tree growing takes a long time? Or like Princess Celestia's ruled Equestria for a long time?"
The worst part is, even she doesn't know exactly how long it was. Such is the nature of warped time.

"Probably that last one. Me and Grayven ruled the whole planet."

"Was it fun?"

"I wouldn't call it fun. But… I.. miss it. It's pretty much all I've done for so long that now there's this.. hole in my life."
Not quite like missing a loved one, but for a New God... Well...

"Hey, that sounds a lot like Princess Celestia!"

Grayven's girlfriend's sister. And Sunset's teacher, before she came to Earth after they had a fight. I've seen her a couple of times but I don't really know her.
Honestly, she might be a good one to talk to about this. Even the darker stuff. I doubt her hooves were stainless in that time...

"How do you mean?"

"Well, she's ruled Equestria for over a thousand years! And I've never even heard of her doing anything that wasn't something to do with that."
The joy of becoming an institution. No-one can even imagine you being anything but the distant ruler... Which is why the moments she breaks out of that image are the most interesting times she's had...

"What did she do before that?"

"Uh." Pinkie Pie stares straight forward, her eyes wide. "Before? I can't-. I mean, they weren't in charge in the Hearthwarming story, so I guess she wasn't always in charge?" She taps her chin with her right front hoof. "It's just-. She's-. The.. Princess."
I wonder if Sunbutt ever thought of taking a break for a couple of centuries? Not from the celestial stuff, she's stuck with that for now. But just step out of the public eye for a while. With Sunset's Alicorn Initiative, she might well get that chance someday...

She shakes her head, her hair blurring-. Is her muzzle bending, or is that just an optical illusion?

"What kinda things did you do when you were in charge?"
Oh, boy... :sneaky: Where to start...

"I…"

I remember fighting. And arguing. Commanding and managing logistics. Reading reports and checking that the people writing them weren't lying to me. Trying to instil some sort of unifying ideology in a people who only cared about themselves and maybe those immediately around them. And then when I got back together with Grayven… Things got easier, but there was always something. A sports event to open. A research project to monitor. We… Went to see plays a couple of times, but that was because we'd only just got the Sheeda to start doing cultural stuff. Yeah, it wasn't all exhausting, but I can't remember anything I just did for fun.
And there's the problem. You became the job. To the point that your metaphysique is shaped like it now. Maybe you need to break out of that Ruler mentality...

"I worked. I worked a whole lot."

"What did you do when you weren't working?"
Yeah, that would be the problem...

What hobbies did I even have before I went to the Land of Summer's End? Apart from vigilantism. I can't remember anything.

"I think that was just when I was asleep."

Pinkie stares at me, her mouth hanging slightly open.
I doubt she could even imagine someone like that, or doing something like that...

"Ok-ay, well, how about we do some stuff I think is fun, and we see if that helps?"

I nod, and give her a small smile. I guess it can't hurt, can it?
Yesss... Learn how to play again. How to relax. How to live.

And with three little words, I think Pinkie just cracked the shell Artemis built up around herself to maintain her focus on surviving the Land of Summer's End... Yes, this is exactly what Artemis needed... A place where she can learn to be just herself again. Not the vigilante Artemis, not the Sheeda Queen Artemis, not the New God of.. whatever she is right now... But rather, to just become Artemis Crock again...
 
Mr Zoat what with Renegade Paula still being a murderer and a thief? did you mean to have Atemis say her sister? or did Renegade Paula go back to being a villain?

also i just remembered a little while back in the Paragon episode, what happened to Dana Dearden again?

Dana is in the future and joined the Legion of Superheroes.
 
Way off base. "Wynne" is a respelling of "Nguyen," because he'd made a point about how weird it was that a name pronounced "win" would be spelled like that. (Obviously he gets that it's a particular romanization scheme, but why would you design a romanization scheme that doesn't produce words that are pronounced how they're spelled?)
Except in that timeline he wasn't involved on Jade and took her name. He was involved with Cheetara (who was based on Barbara Ann Minerva according to the wiki), right?

So if it isn't a anglicization of Nguyen (because why would he take that name unless he was involved with one), it would be a derivative of his unspeakable true name. Pavlos or Peter derived from Paul, Wynne derived from Tallowin.

"Do you have songs about climbing trees instead?"

"No? Why would-?" Right. "You know we're not.. monkeys, right? I mean, we're related, but we're been upright for about six million years."

She nods.

"So they'd be really old songs."
Climbing songs, no. Traveling songs for going long distances on foot, yes. And for rowing, and croppicking. Historically, any physically repetitive group task had songs for it. They just got fell out of use since the industrialization.
 
Oh, my, Pinkie Pie! How.. generous of you! Methinks the song got away from her a little there.

Or she knew what she was saying.

That naughty mare.

Hey, it's a drinking song, it's meant to be suggestively bawdy. :D If the ladies aren't blushing a little, you haven't sung it loudly enough!

Or correctly enough.

Oi! Get back behind the fourth wall, you puce pony!

Don't you dare call her such an ugly sounding word you bastard.

Ah, the joy of a barely-industrial culture. Assuming that everything is passed down on a personal scale.

Ehh, seeing as she's a farmer, well grew up on a farm, it's possible that she prefers such songs instead of big mainstream things.

The worst part is, even she doesn't know exactly how long it was. Such is the nature of warped time.

And the sun not moving.

Not quite like missing a loved one, but for a New God... Well...

I think it's like how some prisoners sometimes feel. Their time in prison was horrible, but they find it difficult to be on the outside now.

Honestly, she might be a good one to talk to about this. Even the darker stuff. I doubt her hooves were stainless in that time...

Celestia is most likely not someone you want to mess with.

She may believe in friendship and cooperation, but that doesn't mean she can't show how powerful she is when it's necessary. She was one of the people that fought Discord and defeated her sister.

I wonder if Sunbutt ever thought of taking a break for a couple of centuries? Not from the celestial stuff, she's stuck with that for now. But just step out of the public eye for a while. With Sunset's Alicorn Initiative, she might well get that chance someday...

If they create an Alicorn of governance, then maybe.
 
Mr Zoat what with Renegade Paula still being a murderer and a thief? did you mean to have Atemis say her sister? or did Renegade Paula go back to being a villain?
No, she's a murderer. In the sense that she murdered people. She's never been convicted of murder.
also i just remembered a little while back in the Paragon episode, what happened to Dana Dearden again?
Stuck in the future with the Legion of Super-Heroes.
Except in that timeline he wasn't involved on Jade and took her name. He was involved with Cheetara (who was based on Barbara Ann Minerva according to the wiki), right?
Cheetah. Not Cheetara. You're confusing her with the one from Thundercats.
 
Man the whiplash from swapping character arcs is the same hundreds of chapters in. Hope one day some Samaritan will sort out the different characters and their stories
 
Man the whiplash from swapping character arcs is the same hundreds of chapters in. Hope one day some Samaritan will sort out the different characters and their stories

The whiplash is not that bad once you realize that Zoat only switches timelines during timeskips. Think of it like a commercial break.

Thanks
Luc "Indiana Zoat" French
 
... Is it wrong that I consider this the best idea Graven has ever had?
Eh, it has certainly worked. But more by 'he got lucky' that out of him making a wise decision.
Pinkie can be great for this sort of thing. However she can also be terrible at it. Do recall her initial interactions with Twilight and Cranky.

Climbing songs, no. Traveling songs for going long distances on foot, yes. And for rowing, and croppicking. Historically, any physically repetitive group task had songs for it. They just got fell out of use since the industrialization.
There were a few railway songs.
And of course Disney gave us plenty of songs that fit the theme, even if they aren't "traditional" as such.
 
It's anapestic tetrameter. The syllables should be in groups of three. Most of the stanzas use a beat of silence before "and" to fill out space, but the last lines of all of the stanzas fill out the first group completely... except the last one.

Previous stanza, for example: You can try bucking wherever you go!
Last stanza, as written: Stretch your haunches and buck all the trees!
Last stanza, as suggested: Stretch out your haunches and buck all the trees!


All that bouncing's healthy exercise, I guess? It's like hugging Barney the Dinosaur.
I mean, I suppose that counts as exercise:
Zatanna didn't go through all the trouble of branding the Beast 'Barney the Dinosaur' for me not to mention it at every opportunity.

Only less terrifying.
Well said.
 

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