MidnightMask

I don't know if I'd so much want to play this, but it feels like a perfect low level antagonist to beat on.

Superhero/Supervillain Name:

The Super Unstoppable Cider Squeezy 10,000!!! 

Powers:
An enormous automaton, the Cider Squeezy is as big as house, with all the
strength it’s mass would imply. Armed with a high pressure cider canon, a massive vacuum capable of uprooting whole trees and sealing up ponies into barrels, the Cider Squeezy has become a menace to every orchard, vineyard, garden, and farm in Equestria. Crafted from Timberwolf bark, it’s destruction has always proven temporary, reforming time and again with only one mission: to juice every fruit and vegetable it can and drown pony kind in it.

Alias: Squeezy or 10,000

Backstory: The infamous mad scientists Flim and Flam created the 10,000 in the hopes of becoming the most successful cider salesman in Equestria. But their attempts to make an ever more powerful machine lead to creating something not even they could control, the 10,000 burst from their hidden lair to follow it’s main operatives. 1) Create cider and 2) Sell said cider. Unfortunately, as most ponies run screaming, it goes into sample mode and begins spraying them with ‘samples’ of it’s product. Honest offers to buy the cider will temporarily stop it’s rampage as it fills barrels and extends a small change drawer to collect bits. While capable of learning, Squeezy is rather slow, and it would take a very patient pony to put the robot onto a less destructive set of mission parameters.

Notable Allies: The Flim Flam Brothers, on occasion, have lead the Squeezy toward an area to create havoc, then take advantage of those suffering.

Notable Personal Villains:

Almost certainly Applejack.

General Notability:

In some ways a benchmark punching bag, the Cider Squeezy, while very destructive, is not very dangerous to heroes who have taken it on. While novice heroes may find themselves drenched in cider or caught in a barrel, the Cider Sqeezy’s main victim is local agriculture, and occasionally surrounding buildings. The Squeezy does fight back when under pressure, and has a limited vocabulary, usually monosyllabic. “Juice!” “Sale?” “Barrel!” “Smash!”

 "Yeah, I'm pretty sure there's apples t'spare...If not I may just end up having to eat some of my merch..." he said jokingly, casting a glance over at his cart with a smirk.

"Oh *huff* excellent." she said in response to the assurances from the apple filly, the diamond dog, and the young green unicorn.

Witchweed Charm huffed and puffed on the ground just a moment longer before standing up straight, coughing, and removing the momentary embarrassment from her face, back to her usual scowl. It was meant to be more of a focused, determined stare, but it was quite easy to mistake.

Soon, all too soon, the potion would be complete. That's what was important. Still... this was quite a few ponies gathered.

Witchweed began to take note of the different ponies waiting in line. Did they all want a kiss that bad? Romance, bah! Such folly. Such foolishness. Such...

Wow, such a lucky mare. Ponies were lining up to kiss her (and get apples). She couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy, but... what did it matter? Potion! Eyes on the prize!

Of course, just staring intently and looking angry was probably not the best way to pass time while waiting in line. The diamond dog mentioned merch, a trader she had to guess, and she took a look at his cart as well.

"Ahem. Might I inquire as to what goods you do trade in?" Witchweed asked Gideon.

A cat with ram horns?

It may just have to be a bridge left uncrossed unless the series gets to it.

 

Hmmm, looking at your posted article...
 

"and in the New Kingdom the head was sometimes that of a ram and representative of Amun"

That actually sounds like a way to go that both fits myth and the MLP way of going about things.


 

I thought Tirek was just... Tirek. His g1 counterpart is essentially just an evil monster, and his current counterpart, beyond four legs and torso, is more apt to be a demon than a centaur. Since he's not really a centaur per se, his bull head worked out and explained his demon horns.
 

As for the sphinx, I could see a head swap for something other than a cat to make it less obvious, but I'm not sure a horse head is the best pick. And once the wings are gone, it's sort of just become a new chimeric mixture with no real origin. Even calling it a sphinx at that point is a stretch.


 

Fair enough, and agreed on the Breezies being their spiritual successors. Hopefully we get another episode with them.

Hmm. So, Greek Myth has had a pretty heavy overall influence on things, with a lot of creatures coming out of that particular mythos.
Sirens in the movies were made to have an equine appearance.

What about a sphinx? Cat faced to avoid having humans involved? Possibly with some kind of Egyptian society attached, tend to be obsessive about some passion or other and like to make gambles, dares, and bets?

The only other thing that might jump to mind is a Fire Pony, something similar in appearance to a D&D Nightmare, sort of completing the elemental pony schema, possibly living in a lush volcanic valley lost to time, discovered again by modern ponies or forced to leave due to some great disaster. Abilities would obviously involve fire in one way or another, with a likely immunity.
 

What about MLP gen 1 stuff? Bushwoolies, Flutterponies, etc.?

Whoah, I almost stepped in that!

I'm right there with you on this. I think, drawing bigger or smaller can help for some people, using the arm rather than the hand, but I think it depends on the person and practice.

I feel so hollow inside...

                                                                                                        

Cloaked in a dark hood at the back of the train, Witchweed stared at her list, quill in mouth.

“True Heart Potion
 

A flower’s blush,

A serpent’s hiss,

A gem that’s crushed,

And an apple’s kiss.”

A check mark laid next to all but one ingredient, the rest of the potion already assembled. Though pulverizing the gem had left her with a sore hoof, the real trouble laid in the last line. The apple’s kiss. Witchweed quilled in a large question mark next to it. What was an apple’s kiss? A small spritz of juice, a bite, did she have to kiss it, or would she have to draw lips on it or- arggh!

Of course, that’s how many spells and potions were- incomplete, in order to preserve the magic for those who understood, to coerce understanding from it’s students, rather than being explicit and easily abused. True Heart Potion was difficult to abuse though. It simply caused a pony to recognize their true feelings, which made it a potent counteragent to all sorts of mind effects.

The train pulled to a stop at the Ponyville station.

Witchweed Charm smiled to herself as she grabbed her potion bag and walked toward the exit, lost in her own thoughts. True Heart Potion would allow her to experiment with all sorts of other potions without fear of some pony losing their mind, forwarding her research, until she was-

“THE MOST POWERFUL POTION MAKER IN ALL EQUESTRIA! AHAHAHAHAHA!” she said as lightning struck & thunder roared! Well, in her own mind it did.

In the real world, the mare stood  on her hind legs awkwardly in the middle of the Ponyville train station, cackling silently with her hooves raised, when she was smacked right in the face by a flyer that had been sent spiraling by a gust of wind. Peeling it from her face, she mumbled to herself as she read it.

“Five for a bushel? Well, that’s a fair deal, easy to experiment with tha-” she stopped, reading it again. Kiss? Applejack, part of the Apple family? Was this a coincidence? No, this HAD to be destiny! Destiny she must not be cut short on!

Witchweed Charm dropped to all fours, and the green earth pony took off at a gallop, her black cloak flapping in the breeze.

***

After a little searching, not being a ponyville native, Witchweed found herself running straight towards a line of ponies, having to very quickly put on the brakes, stopping just short of bowling into a green colt conversing with a diamond dog, kicking up a small  plume of dust.

“Kiss! Apple! Too late?” The winded Witchweed wheezed out. She plopped down, taking a seat on the ground, breathing heavy from her mad dash to the farm.

Unless I've been upgraded, no.

Hmmm. Lyi?

You may not.

Arcus?

After my OC. I decided I wanted to be a 'horror' pony, based in my own real life interest in horror movies, haunted houses, film making, etc.

*Beep*
Queen Lyi?

I've been thinking about the tech problem for a while. I think it's a lack of the industrial corporatized mindset caused by the individual manifestation of cutie marks and little in the way of need or desire for mass manufacture.

When you get a family of farmers, like the Apples, they might all work together on some massive task, but try to think about getting ponies to sign up for am assembly line. Geargrinder and GreaseMonkey pony might be all about it, but I think it'd be hard to find enough ponies whose special talent was repetitive labor to stick around long enough for it to work.

On the other hand, cutie marks give a sort of mystical advantage when it comes to accomplishing things in a related area. Pinky is just about genius as long as it involves throwing a party and making people happy, with a variety of canons and other devices. I assume most technological jumps are derived from the work of luminary ponies associated with a skill set or ability, with the minority being advances written in books and passed down.

Just my guesses though.

 

You know you're obsessed with MLP: FiM when you are ecstatic from watching Slice of Life for the first time.

And then watched it again.

When you're about to make a post in this thread while watching Slice of Life and then see this while you're watching it.

When you planned on going to bed after watching just one more lore video, and realize "just one more" was about three hours of youtube.

When you start thinking about Pony magical metaphysics as if they were actual physics.

Feeling intense dismay at the idea the series will (probably) end one day.