Thread 92: Stories 16-30

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 >SA
"Poindexter"
~~~~~

>...So...

"...heh..."

>....I ever say sorry?

"..."

>I feel like I should've said sorry at some point.

"You tried, probably."

>Yeaah, thing I learned is trying is bullshit. Doing, now that's something. It's like, trying to have sex with Cadence is one thing, but doing? Doing is great, need to be more doing.

"..."

>Bad example.

"I get you."

>Do you? Good, pretty sure I'm sounding like an idiot now.

"Yeah, you are. Sound really dumb."

>That happens.

"..."

>...Wanna come to my place after this is done? Just got in some new figures for Hyperpsace.

"Are you seriously trying to lure me to your place with toys?"

>That I am.

"...I'll think about it."

>Cool, cool...

"..."

>...Please don't dream about killing me.

"Nahhhh."

>Phew.

"...Now, dangling you over a lava pit? Mayyyybe.

>You know what? I'll take it.

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>Fluttershy
"Chrysalis"
~~~~~

>...

"...hey, uh... we're done with the whole... whole fighty thing."

>...

"You gonna keep staring at me? This is really, really uncomfortable."

>...

"They didn't even know where you were, you know. Everyone says you didn't fight them, so... I guess you kinda... hung out?"

>...

"With your dragon buddy, I guess? Heyyy... tentacled... hat wearing... dragon?"

>...

"I swear to the Hivemind if you call me racist-"

>I'm not mad at you.

"..."

>...

"...Pfft, like I care if you're mad at me."

>...

"...Please stop.'

>No.

"Okay..."

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 >Spitfire
"Sunset"
~~~~

>...huh.

"What, did you not know they had their own rooms or something?"

>Well, no, I knew that Queen slept over here sometimes, in fact most days, it's just uh...

"...That bed doesn't look very used, does it?"

>...Now I'm sure there's a completely logical explanation.

"Oh yeah, absolutely. Maybe she recently got it changed?"

>Yeah! I mean, she was in a coma for like a month, he probably just swapped it out or something!

"And... and it looks sort of old because uh..."

>...They used one from another part of the castle!

"That, exactly that. They used one from another part of this massive castle that is a thousand years old."

>Yeaaaahhhh. Heck, it might've been a last minute replacement after this room got smashed!

"Yeah! Smashed! This room probably got smashed, and that's why it doesn't look very used."

>...

"...Erm, I mean, it doesn't look very used because she... sleeps on the couch?"

>Couch looks very used.

"Maybe she even sleeps on the ceiling or something."

>Who are we to criticize the sleeping habits of changeling royalty?

"Would be racist, that's what it would be."

>Yep. Totally reasonable explanation.

"..."

>...

"..."

>...Onwards!

"To the truth!"

>Which is what we found here.

"Yep! Onwards!"

>Onwards!

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>29
"MM"
~~~~~~

>....this one is just confusing.

"No sexy talk?"

>You know, this is so anti-intellectual that I might actually shelve it just for today.

"Hey! Chess-boxing is the opposite of anti-intellectual! It's like... Intellectual. The regular kind."

>I contest that.

"It's chess and also boxing, how can that be dumb?"

>...

"Look, little kid wants this, right? So... Lets do this!"

>Come now, I am of a species who is designed for battle! How could you ever-

*POW!*

>MY EYE!

"By being intellectual, that's how!"

>IT HURTS!

"Oh, you big baby... Pawn to E 2, your move!"

>I can't even see the damn board!

"Intellectual!"

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 >Actarius
"JJ"
'Two'
~~~~~

>...Okay, am I concussed, or-

"No, she has, in fact, braided my hair."

>...Am I REALLY concussed, or-

"No. She did, in fact, give me hair for the sole purpose of braiding it."

>Ah, I see.

"..."

'Gonna make you pretty!'

"She's making me pretty."

>...You are kinda pretty.

"Thank you!"

'Ah' do good work!"

>Can't argue with that.

"She's doing my hooves next."

'Can Ah' do yer' hair-'

>NO!

'...'

"Don't be offended, he's just... really protective about his hair."

>IT'S ALL I HAVE LEEEFFFTTTTT!

"It's all he has left."

'...M'kay!'

>Thank you.

"...I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and yayyyyy!"

'That ain't the words.'

"Oh? What is?"

'...Huh, don't remember.'

"Then I'm sticking with yay until someone tells me the other thing, and then I will totally be that other thing."

>You probably are right now.

"Yeah, but I don't know that for sure, nobody does."

>...Fair enough.

'Hit it!'

"'I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and yayyyyyy!"

>OW!

"...Oh, right, killer robots..."

'Figurines, the robots ain't doin' nothin' but gettin' controlled.'

"Fair enough........"

'"And I pity, anyone who isn't me toniiiight!"'

>OW!

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>AJ
"Dash"
'Pinkie'
[Rarity]
{Fluttershy}

The battlefield was an utter mess of steam and smoke, even as the Ice and Fire regents continued their salty slap fight, the clouds across the plain grew thicker and
thicker and thicker.

At least one group was taking note of this.

“Hey, what’s with the clouds? They keep getting thicker, is this a smokescreen? Is Luna going to try and spawn a Terrasque behind our backs?”

>Wait, a Terrasque? How in the hay is that meant to work, aren’t they meant to be
summoned in?

[No, Applejack, they’re a curse]

‘Y’know, like M A G I C!’

>Rassderfrussenmunblbn

“Uh no? They’re huge hulking murderboning dinosaurs!”

[A curse on all of nature, I’m told]

>Ok that’s more like it

{I think it’s kind of limiting for them, they don’t have to be so poor disposed to nature}

‘Last I checked they were true neutral’

[That helps, right?]

>Well, if it’s gonna hurt us, no point tryna talk to it huh?

“Eh, maybe, but then again you said that about the tentacle monster”

>Why y’all blasting on me for that?! Y’all were ‘bout to strangle that thing before I was
able to poke it in it’s eyeball

“Please, I was way underleveled, besides, shouldn’t the PRINCESS learn to be all
diplomatic about these things?”

>Don’t yooooou….. Nevermind, it’s inna past now, all we gotta do is-

CRACK

[Was that me? I told you we should’ve stocked up on oils back whe-]

{WAAAH! LOOK OUT!}

It fell with a hurried sluggishness, like the rulebook had to have a few lines hastily scribbled into the back pages to accommodate it’s actions. But there was no doubt, a
piece of the sky was falling right onto the party.

“CHEESE IT!”

‘FLIP FLOP AWAY’

>OUTTA THE WAY OUTTA THE WAY WEIRD FIRE MOSNTER THINGS

[NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO FALL OFF, ARM!]

{Oh dear}

Chunks of sky shouldn’t make a stereotypical NEEEAAAAoooooow sound when they fell, but this one did, and it was headed directly for-

CLUNG

>GAAAHAHAHAOWWWWW!

{[‘APPLEJACK!!!’]}

“HAHA, oh wow!”

[Rainbow! Help her!]

>Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh

‘Oh boy, AJ? Did you break something?’

>AAAaaaaa…. No? At least Ah’ don’t think ah did?

{Must’ve been Twilight’s coding, I hope}

“You hope”

{Oh yes, otherwise, a lack of pain means she’s completely without hope of recovery}

>… Is it… bad?

It wasn’t “bad” Just baffling, instead of a solid slab of ceiling or cloud, it looked like a deformed sheet of twisted metal. Twisted to the point that sharp points stabbed into the ground, only narrowly missing Applejacks tender limbs.

[Ummm, well, it’s much better than expected?]

‘Yeah, For a sec I thought you were gonna be toothpaste’

>Okay, but…ow, this thing is sharp, can y’all get it off me?

“Yeah yeah, wow, the look on your face when it smacked into you, wow”

{But where did it come from?}

[It looks almost like a piece of the simulator…]

“You mean Luna’s fucked this up so bad we’re gonna get crushed to death?

‘YOU DIE IN THE GAME-‘

{Pinkie, no}

‘…Doh…’

>Uhhh, well….mmph, from what little ah can see… it says…uhhh…. Ah actually don’t know what it says…, but it doesn’t look like
Twilight’s hoofdiwork

[Oh let me….oh AJ! It’s those runes again! You should be able to read those just fine!]

>OH SHUT IT!

“Pffft, that axe doin’ anything for ya right now?”

>…s’kinda jabbin’meinnamyflnk…smsmr…. Ow

‘Well, you can just levitate this off, really, looks light, just… kinda sharp’

{You can lift it off, and then we can help you, okay?}

[Seriously darling, just lift it off, at least show me you can do SOMETHING magical more than once]

>….Magic missles ain’t enough for ya?

[Of course not!]

>Oh yeah! Well how about THIS!


With a burst of barbarian and Earth Pony energy and strength, AJ struck to her hooves, muscles flexing and contorting, prying the metal off the ground and freeing herself with one great heave.

At least, that’s how she wanted it to go, instead, she just pulled a muscle, barely moving it an inch off of her.

>Guh…! Y’all said this thing looked light!

‘Yeeeeeeeeah, in a sort of…metaphysical sense? I’m all about looking at things like that’

>Grasferlousydarnsgrhs

[Applejack, just levitate it, I have seen you levitate just fine before, get this charade over
with, why don’t you?]

>FINE!

Her horn sparked into life, misuse and an unfocuses class set having left it unblooded for the task at hoof, the torn metal was engrossed in red magics…

>NNnnnn, come on…almost…liiiiiiift-GUH!

It shorted out, the weight of it too heavy for her worse-than-novice powers.

“…Really?”

{That’s…not very encouraging, I know}

[Oh dear Celestia, have you not lifted anything heavier than a feather-pen before?]

>Yeah! Ah’ have!

‘…Was it an app-‘

>OKAY IT WAS JUS’ AN APPLE ALRIGHT GIVE ME A MINUTE!

“This is really going to hold us back, the other guys are probably giving eachother blowjobs and getting experience right now”

{…That was…}

‘…Wowsers, that’s pretty forward of you, Dashie….’

“Hey, would you really put it past them?”

>Hnnnnnnnnnnnnng-GAH!.... Nnnn this stupid robe is chaffing mah hind, come on!

[…What a mess]

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For a while, the swirling form of power and wind had been intimidating, the darkness forming over their heads foretelling of an ominous storm that brewed just above where they could reach. The sight of that black mist, eerily reminiscent of smoke, seemed to be billowing from the depths of a fiery tartarus, waiting to part at any moment and unveil horror, and death.

That had been the terror that had gripped many in their first few minutes following the ominous voice of their unseen 'mistress' of the dark.

Several minutes after that, the 'terror' had waned.

"So is this thing ever going to-"

The words spoken, it did not matter by who, seemed to be the signal it waited for, seemed to be the conch call that had been all that stood between what was to come and the tenuous peace that had been.

At last, something happened.

It began to rain.

Sheets and sheets of it, pouring from the sky in wave after wave. A torrent that would drown even the strongest of swimmers. But it was not the cool refreshment that splashed against them, no.

This rain was quite hot.

Wails rang out from the battlefield as the last remnants of both armies began to fall. Ones of fires snuffed out callously like a candle being doused with a bucket. Ones of ice melting in horrifying waves as their bodies became unable to support them any longer. One by one, the enemies began to fall. One by one, they died.

Only then, only when the wails of pain had stopped and the cries of the wind and rain was all that remained, only then did they hear it. A voice, hissing and gravely at the same time, chilling and smooth and yet heated and angry. A voice that spoke to them, all of them.

~I am, that which was.~

The rain that fell was joined, not by fellows of water and fluid, no. It was something new, something... solid.

Ice that burned with fire and chunks of lava encrusted in frost rained down with the water, mingling with it and pelting those down below with battering blows.

Something was coming.

~I am that which has been, and is once more again.~

The clouds became unto water, parting gradually and smoothly as massive structures began to slowly descend from the sky.

~In twain, torn. One, become two.~

Like mountains dropping from the sky, solid structures of mingling ice spears and bubbling lava became visible. Protrusions, sharp and jagged as they were massive, pieced the veil of the sky.

~To be rejoined, two must become one. Cast away, my soul was. Reforged it has been.~

Soon, it became apparent what those massive, pointed spears of mixed elements were.

Legs.

Legs that reached the ground, yet still held that which they were connected to up in the sky. A thing as big as a mountain, as massive as the land itself, bleeding lava and fire from the crevices in it's ice laden skin.

So massive was this being that when it landed, the land itself let loose a shake more powerful than any earthquake that had ever bee. A shockwave like a bomb the size of a castle being detonated raced through the trees and land, scattering those who struggled to stay strong in the face of it all. Even now, with the feet of this bipedal thing sinking unfathomably deep into the earth, the thing of flame and frost still must bend it's massive frame down at the spine, shattering the rocks of obsidian color and white chunks of ice that comprised it as it did so, bending down just enough so that those below could witness the twin orbs of bright white and red that were it's 'eyes'.

As it looked upon them, all of them felt it. The heat, the cold...

The Power.

~Destiny, unforged. When rejoined, anything I may be. The feelings within those that gave this birth gave purpose, gave soul. I am that which was, and the mission to be has been decided.~

Strangely, almost forlornly, it looked to the sky, as if seeking... contemplating.

~Desire, that which is what gave birth. Anything, could have been. Union, alliance, friendship, love... anything, could have been.~

It's massive neck crumbled as it craned once more, and yet again they looked into the orbs that lit up the darkened, storming sky.

~...Destiny has been chosen by thine actions, thine desire. Chosen... Destiny...~

Twin arms, each one seeming able to hold up all of Canterlot on it's own, raised to the sky.

~...Destiny... of WARRRRRRRRRRR!~

Hurricanes formed of as those twin things swung down, raining lavaballs coated and ice and massive spheres of hail that nonetheless blazed with flame upon those who scrambled down below.

~This is chosen! This is what has forged! To war! TO WAR! BURN IN FROST! MELT IN FLAME! TO WARRRRRRRRRRR!~

The world shook with it's call, and at last it became clear to all what they must do.

And what they had done.

The final battle had begun.

And it was all their fault.

"...whoops..."

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>SA
"Celestia"
~~~

>Well, shit.

"There is some sort of moral lesson to be learned here, but I'm JUST SO HAPPY SHE'S DOING SO WELL! EEEEE!"

>Yeah, in creating a fuckhuge monster that makes us all feel terrible.

"Yep! All our faults, the monster we made!... EEE!"

>...

"Oh, wait... now I'm a little sad..."

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 >Spike
"Rarity"
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>There's only one thing to do!

"...run terrified?"

>I must become... MEGA SPIKE!

"You do that."

>I will! I shall unleash my inner dragon, grow a hundred feet tall, and SMASH!

"Go for it."

>HWAAAAAAAAAAAA!

"...Oh dear lord no."

>WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

"You've been watching that show again, haven't you?"

>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

"Spike!"

>...

"You do not grow stronger by screaming!"

>You don't know.

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 >AJ
"Rarity"
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>Ah' swear ta' god, first time she tries ta' make me stop that thing with magic, ya'll are gonna die.

"..."

>Not kiddin'. Me, you, them, all dead. No survivors. Ah' won't even consider it. Ah' won't even feel bad about that. Ah'll just shrug and go 'well that's how it goes!'

"..."

>Ah. Will. DANCE ON YER BODIES.

"..."

>...

"...okay."

>Just so we're clear.

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Non-Canon
>Pinkie
"Cadence"
'Shadow Cadence'
[Luna]
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>Welcome to Late Night /pa/ with your host Pinkie Pie! It's during this time that content doesn't matter and neither does your opinion!

"Um hellooo? Pinkie? Auntie Luna?"
Only the sounds of her hoofsteps can be heard.
'Nopony here, but me.'

Cadence turns around and sees somepony who looks exactly like her.
"Huh? Who are you?"

'It's so confusing having, so many ponies looking like me around, except I'm you.'

"No you're not because I'm me. Are you another changeling?"

'Heheheheheh...ahhh...it's always about those damn changelings hasn't it? Always making me look bad. An alicorn of love, what a joke. It would be so much better if they were all dead.'

"Hey, not all the changelings are bad and don't underestimate the heart."

'Yet when Shining Armor was completely drained of love after Cordyceps, you couldn't do anything to help. Chrysalis did that. When it came to the Princessy stuff. 18 did that. Boo hoo I'm so useless that I have to turn to Rarity for help and I just let her do the work for me. I am the most worthless pony around, so I bury myself in spa trips in order to make myself feel better, but it never really works does it?'

"No...that's not true. Who are you?"

'I told you...I am you.'

"SHUT UP YOU'RE NOT ME!"

'Thank you...'
Shadow Cadence smiles as she gets surrounded by a dark aura and morphs a bondage outfit.
'Thank you for setting me free...'
She materializes a sword.
'...time to die.'
It extends into a bladed whip then zig zags like a snake to strike Cadence.

"AHHHHH!"
*KSHH*
A sword with a moon insignia pins the swordwhip down and Luna lands on the ground.

[Not while I'm here.]

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OOCO
>AJ
“Screwloose”
‘12’
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“Hark! The filthy earth pony traitor doth darken mine doorway! Servant bug, posthaste! Relieve me of her vision!”

‘…’

>…

“…”

‘…Hello, Applejack Prime. What brings you around?’

“BETRAYAL!”

‘Be quiet, Screwloose.’

>Twelve, boy, Ah’ gotta be honest. Yer’ onna mah’ favorite from yer’ Queen’s hive-

“Correction! I am his queen now. All others need not apply.”

Without missing a beat, AJ continued.

>-so Ah’ mean it from the bottom of mah’ heart when Ah’ say, iffin’ ya’ call me that again, yer’ outta this castle.

“…”

‘…’

>…

‘…R-really?’

“No not really, perv. Didn’t you see the way her left eye twitched like someone jammed a cold cucumber up her party hole? You didn’t? Well, it did. So, what gives with the shoddy-ass attempt at telling a falsehood, Princess Turncoat?”

>Huh. That obvious?

“Your attempt was so forced only my pervert WOULD fall for it.”

‘…I think I was just insulted.’

>Ya were, but movin’ on, Ah’m tryin’ mah’ hoof at lyin’.

“Really?”

>Really.

“Really.”

>Really really.

“Interesting. So now I feel compelled to ask… why in the great hell would an element bearer want to go against their naturally earned element?”

‘…Screwloose, please stop nudging me with your hoof, I’m trying to listen.’

“It’s obviously bored. Maybe a little lick might entertain it…?”

‘…’

“...Nnngh.~”

>So, ignorin’ that-

“Mmmm, I dunno, earth pony traitor princess, my pervert might be able to teach your little dragon servant a thing or two.”

>If you go anywhere near mah' dragon, there won’t be any screws loose on ya’ when Ah’m through.

“Ah, ha! Now see, perv? Her eye didn’t twitch on that one, she was deadly serious. The difference is staggering, no?”

The usual glint of self-pleasure that adorned Screwloose’s eye faded ever so slightly as she laid out on her side, ignoring her number one assistant in favor of giving the passive-faced orange alicorn her attention.

“I have to wonder… might this newfound venture into the snake’s tongue be tied into your startlingly low grasp of magic?”

>…Ya’ll always were a freak.

“Oh, go on, you know you love me. I’m just confused as to why you would approach me with this experiment. I thought you washed your hooves of me.”

>Yer’ one of the most neurotically brilliant ponies Ah’ve ever had the displeasure tuh' meet. Washin’ mah’ hoof of you would be more problematic than fruitful.

“Eh, true.”

>…An’ ‘cause yer’ jus’ that side of crazy tuh’ unnerstand why Ah’m tryin’ to lie in the first place. Everyone else would think Ah’ done flipped mah’ hat.

“Well, duh. Even though I know my place as a lowly little mud pony and would never dabble in the awe-inspiring affairs of magic, I can see why such a thing would behoove a mare of your standing to learn.”

Pausing to breathe, Twelve glanced from Screwloose to Applejack, then back again.

‘And that correlates to her lying… how?’

“And I said you could stop worshipping… when?”

Twelve snorted.

Screwloose smiled.

“Faust above I’m glad you came into my life, pervert.”

‘Sometimes I feel the same, Screwloose.’

“Heh, smartass. And it correlates just so deliciously because despite our little apple gaining wings and a horn, she still feels like the same filthy earth pony she was born as, just like me. Oh sure, we can work feats of magic in our own way, best believe that shit, but she’s expected to be able to perform literal magic. And she doesn’t want to. But it doesn’t matter what in the hell she wants, or her background, or her upbringing, and you know why? Because just as having wings dictates your ass is supposed to fly, having a horn dictates you should be able to blow shit up with but a thought. And EPT over here can hardly do either, which isn’t good for public image in the slightest.”

‘Not that she cares.’

“Well, not on her terms, no. She couldn’t less of a damn. But, like any good leader, she knows appearance is everything when you’re trying to lead the populace and fix the fuck-ups of your superiors. Which leads to why she’s attempting to lie. To go against something that’s ingrained down to her very soul… well, if she can get a handle on that, then learning magic, something that goes against everything an earth pony stands for, should come easier. In theory anyway. Personally, I think you’re going to flop harder than Rainbow Crash, EPT.”

>First, her name is Rainbow Dash. ‘Member that if stayin’ conscious appeals to ya’. Second, quit callin’ me earth pony traitor. Applejack will do just fine. Third, Ah’ don’t expect it to work completely, jus’ tryin’ tuh’ get outta mah’ comfort zone.



“Okay, Jack of all Apples, master of none, here’s what I think you should do. Ready? Check it. Since your element is honesty, and that by itself is magic when mixed with your little necklace thingamabob, why don’t you start with that? Instead of going against your element to ease yourself into learning magic, why not work with your element? Does that make sense? Did that get through all the apple seeds in your hea-WHOA NELLY A-ARF!”

Screwloose suddenly arched up on the couch, her cheeks flaring, chest heaving.

While Twelve merely smiled, massaging a bite mark near the top of her hoof.

‘Bad Screwloose, bad girl, no sassing the princess.’

“O-oh you fucker….”

>…Welp, on that note? Yeah, Ah’m jus’ gonna see mah’ way out fer’ now.

“Hey, think about what I said! And don’t let the door hit your ginormous ass on the way out!”

>'Kay! And don’t let the jealously inhibit yer’ ability to bark on command!

“…”

‘Ha, got ‘em. Anyway, bye, Applejack Prime.’

>See ya’ later, Twelve. Keep her in check.

'Will do.'


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NC
>Twilight
"Screwloose"

>Screwloose, did you ever read about the Germoneigh Reich?

"Mmmm, what about it?"

>Well, they had a very... interesting way of caring for the mentally unwell

"...Yes yes... what, you think I don't get that? Get on with it"

>Well, you see this chocolate milk glass?

"Mhmm, nice"

>Now, pretend that milk glass is someone like you, in the Germoneigh Reich Regime

Pic related

"....Oh"

>Please, stop talking

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>SA
"Celestia"
'Chrysalis'
[18]
{42}
~Cadence~
(Twilight)
~~~~~~

>Okay! New plan... Celly! Take the lead!

"What!?"

>You have the most experience leading in a time of crisis, all you!

"Oh no, you're not shuffling this onto me when stuff gets bad, you were chosen!"

>And I'm using my leader skills to choose you. This right here? Leader decision. This is me being a leader.

"No way!... Chrysalis, you have really unhealthy obsessions with rule and commanding, this one's on you."

'Oh no, I didn't get to be last Queen standing by taking the lead when something goes south!'

[No, you usually just are the reason it's going south.]

'Just for that, you're in charge!'

[FUCK NO!]

'I'm delegating to you, and also delegating all blame coincidentally.'

[No freaking way, pick Forty Two!]

{I'm more of a solider than a leader...}

[You command several armies!]

{...Little different.}

[It is not!]

(Uh, guys?)

[Well we can't pick Cadence again!]

~Oh no, no no no, I accidentally summoned supericefirething, that's a no no.~

>Agreed.
"No argument."
'Yeaaah, no.'
[Exactly!]

~...At least one of you could argue for me.~

{I think she could do adequate in the right circumstances.}

~Thank you!~

(Uh, guys?)

"Asskissing aside, we're out of options here. One of us is going to have to take the blame-... I mean, take command."

>...ONETWOTHREE-

>"'[{~NOTIT... SHIT!~}]'"

(Guyyyysss?)

'FUCK, EVERYTHING... Fine, new plan, share the blame?'

"...Fiiiine."

>Best we're getting.

[I'm not okay with this, but I'll do it.]

~I get blamed mostly anyway.~

(GUYS!)

>Yeah, Twili? Did you want to add something?

(...nevermind.)

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 >Applejack
"Rarity"
'Spike'
[Pinkie]
{Dash}
(Fluttershy)
~Poindexter~
~~~~

>Alright, with Poindexter now kinda... non-powered anymore, Ah' feel it's time ta' reevaluate this leadership position.

~Wait, you all only followed me because I had superpowers? Not because I'm the most experienced in the game, or had the best track record, or knew our opponents inside and out, or was just really good at this?~

>Nope.
"Afraid not."
'Not at all, no.'
[Nopers!]
{HA!}
(Um... I thought you made some strong points...)

~...Just another game for old Poindexter...~

"But since you brought it up, I, as the most durable, feel it is time to take up my mantle as head of this organization!"

'And I, being the one with the most experience in DMing-'

~HEY!~

'-feel it is time you all once more followed me.'

{And I, seeing how bad that went last time, insist you follow the most awesome pony here... hint... hint...}

[Psst, Fluttershy, I think she means you.]

{I DO NOT!}

(...Hurtful.)

[And I feel that I should lead, because I have a banjo.]

>...

[NUFF SAID!]

>...Wanna flip a coin?

~How-~

[YES YES YES!]

>Okay, head Ah' win, tails someone else does.

"...Don't both sides of the coin have a-"

>Whoops, looks like Ah' win!

"'[{(~...~)}]"'

>...fine, Ah'll get some papers and put it in mah hat.

"You're going to write all our names on the papers, right?"

>...well Ah' am now...

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