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  1. OK, there's been some confusion as to what Doctor Whooves is driving around in. It is a cart / wagon. It is not blue, though the boiler emits a blue glow and blue smoke. And it's definitely not a TARDIS. The inspiration for his transportation is more Bessie than TARDIS. And for those of you wondering 'Who and/or what is Bessie?'
  2. Oh! Oh my. "That's coming towards us now." He considered his top speed, the distance to the nearest underwater city street, and the relative speed of the incoming metal fish. Nope, too short. "Aaaaaand it's got a claw." OK, well, then, maybe if he ascended quickly, theeeen... dropped down atop of it, hiding on its back so it didn't know where he'd disappeared to? Nope, timing was wrong for that too. "Aaaaand, now it's got us. I've got it! We'll let it take us, see what happens, and if anything goes wrong, I'll do that thing where I figure something out!" He looked around the empty little compartment. He could just hear her voice. "You call that a plan? The Great and Disappointed Trixie-" nonono. Not that. More like "The Great and Impressed Trixie finds that plan brilliant! You've done it again, Doctor Whooves!" Yes, more like that. Sigh. "It's just not the same without somepony here to listen to me be brilliant," he sighed again before looking back up out of the window. He waited patiently through the bumps and clanks, the hissing of air, the slow draining away of water - which, he had to admit, was very convenient! He had a hatch on the bottom of the wagon he could wriggle his way out of without the water coming in. He called it the Moon Puddle! This was much more practical. If you had the space for it. As the water drained away, the blue glow from the back of the wagon no longer diffused through the water, making his entire wagon appear blue. He twisted around a wheel on his control panel - not the control wheel, the other one - and the engine settled down to a bare idle, reducing the blue glow until the wagon was revealed as simply an ordinary looking wooden wagon, except for the way it was so completely enclosed and wrapped around in brass bands. He twisted one, two, three fasteners around the canopy, and a rectangular piece on the side shifted outwards slightly, then got stuck. He thumped it a couple of times experimentally with his hoof, then pulled out a flat head screwdriver and wedged it into the crack, wriggled it a few times, and cracked it slightly open. From the outside, they saw the tip of a flat head screwdriver pop out of the opening door, twist left, look up and down, twist around to the right, look up and down, then pull back in. There was a quiet voice stage-whispering, "Did you see anything dangerous? No? Ahhh, that's a pity." Then the door opened a bit further and Doctor Whooves' slicked-back mane and brown face peeked out to peer around. His eyes widened at seeing Pathfinder, and he quickly pulled back in and almost-closed the door. "Why didn't you tell me Pathfinder was there! What do you mean, I didn't ask? I asked if anything was dangerous! ... Well, yes, I suppose that doesn't exactly count as 'dangerous', more ... right, right. They're waiting." Then, finally, Doctor Whooves opened the door wide, jumped down into the puddling water which had mostly drained out of the room, and gave a bright, cheery smile. "Hello! I'm Doctor Whooves! Who might be the inventor of this magnificent metal fish?"
  3. I know I haven't logged in for two months, but I've been ... dealing with stuff. I'm going to be trying to come back now and recover my threads and stories. I'm sorry for having been so absent. I hope this can resume.
  4. Doctor Whooves was rather impressed with his normal companion and her development as a hero - but there were some temptations that even the Greatly Improving Trixie was probably best not to be faced with. Ancient Underwater Unicorn Libraries were one of those. According to the Journal of the Doctors, there had been some stash of Things Ponies Were Not Meant to Know tucked away down here, and it'd been a few generations since they'd been checked on to make sure they were still unfound. Besides, Whooves needed to test the modifications he'd made to his cart! Which ... was ... not the most important thing ... But the beautiful old girl was doing wonderfully! He smiled around at his precious cart, touching a caring hoof to the control panel. A wooden shell unfolded from the sides of the cart, forming a curving dome over his head, warm with the light of a swinging lantern - and a clear window in the front let him see out to the rest of the sea! Powerful ribs and reinforced glass, of course - he wasn't crazy. Driving along the bottom of the ocean was fantastic! Admittedly, wheel mode wasn't all that helpful down here, he'd soon discovered, but after activating propeller mode, he'd gotten up to a nice speed down here. Figuring out how to deploy that without deploying the pontoons that would bring him back to the surface was the tricky part. But the strange kelpy landscape, the bizarre coral formations, the exotic sealife... it was like being on a whole other world! He loved being him. Now, there was all sorts of wonderful and magnificent stories in the Journal of the Doctors, and useful information too, but if there was one thing these journals lacked, it was ... details. A map to the sunken city, for instance, would be nice. Or where in the sunken city the stash of forbidden knowledge was located. But as usual, despite not having what he would consider 'needed information' - he knew he'd figure things out. As long as nothing too unexpected happened. He blinked and pressed his face to the window, trying to peer up past his own roof. Note to self: Skylight in next version. What was that gigantic shadowed form above him? Was ... was that .. was that some sort of sea monster?! FANTASTIC! No, wait, that was cobbled together out of metal! What in Equestria?
  5. Flyers everywhere. She'd seen several dozen on the way to the gym - she left those be. She wasn't the janitor. There were seven on the doors to the gym alone - she brushed a wisp of purple mane out of her face and stared in confusion. Why so many? She cleared those away. Gym doors were for gym business. Then the dozen or so on the walls of the gym - nope. Not suitable. Those walls were for the school banners and the logos of the winning teams. School spirit, not advertisements for out-of-school parties. Then the two on her office door. Why would you even put those there? Gone. She unlocked the door and stepped into her office, landing carefully on her leg - being careful with the cast freshly removed. She'd spent too long favoring that leg, but a good solid exercise regimen should take care of that. She sat down at her desk, sighed, took away the flyer atop her blotter and dumped it in the basket. Time for paperwork. The lower shelf of her file cabinet glowed purple and opened on its own. She blinked. Another flyer? Tossed. Wait... On a hunch, Flash Mob's file glowed purple and pulled itself from the drawer, opening itself in mid-air. Aside from the neat and tidy sheaf paper-clipped to the inside of the manila folder, dozens of pink-crayoned flyers came falling out of the file folder, mounding on her desk. "Oh, for the sake of little apples... does she have the ability to duplicate flyers, too?! I have paperwork to do!" Time to take care of this at the source. She stood up, grabbed one of the flyers, and checked the address. Her mane shifted from purple to yellow as she prepared to fly. Still, all work and no play, right? Once she made sure this wouldn't repeat itself, she could stay a little while for free food... The ponies of the city were used to, by this point, the harmless yellow lighting arcing along their carriages as The Rainboom Centurian raced down the street, stealing little bits of their speed to add to that of the pegasus soaring through the sky, leaving a blue streak wreathed with yellow arcs of electricity behind her. It wasn't long before she reached her destination, the yellow lightning ceasing as she no longer needed all that speed. She floated down slowly to the open door, her wings flapping lazily as she bobbed down through the entrance and back up again. "Flash Mob! What's with all the flyers?!"
  6. It seemed that everypony in Bravado's life had always told him to develop his patience. His coaches told him he had to wait for the right moment - not just dive right into every play. His teachers told him he needed to stop jittering in class. His parents told him to wait til he was older. Therefore, not wanting to invite yet another lecture on patience from ... elsewhere ... Morning Glory composed herself to rest patiently on a cloud floating inconspicuously right over the center of the shop, where she could watch all approaches and every side equally, although the height of the building itself obscured half the streets right along it. She could wait here all night. Will you stop jittering so much? Have a little patience! I'm being perfectly patient, oh my gosh! Can we not do this?! Goodness, what did I say? No need to bite my nonexistent head off. Morning Glory steamed silently in her own head for a moment, trying not to respond. Focus, focus, watch the streets, don't get distracted. Wow, clouds are really comfortable... why do we have a bed in the dorms instead of one of these? Sigh.
  7. The Rainboom Centurion was glad for the loud response from the students. At least one of them was fired up, and she was sure there were more! This was going to be a great year to pass along all her knowledge on how to be awesome! She grinned proudly, and nodded approvingly to the Moonlit Knight. "Ha! This? Pfft. This is nothing. I've gotten hurt way worse! I'll be back up and in full fighting trim in no time!" OK, so maybe her injuries were a little more serious than that, but like she was going to admit it? Even with one broken leg and in this fancy floating chair, she could buck any supervillain's flank in ten seconds flat! Unless maybe it was a second round against the Nightmare, but that was unlikely to happen. But then it was Machina's turn to get in a snarky comment. "Ha! Not gonna try to maim them, no, but I do have to make them ready for threats that will." The humor faded from her face, and she seemed to droop a little, her voice shifting a little towards the emotionless side as her mane shifted from yellow to blue. She looked soberly at Machina. "I can't fail them and let them get maimed or killed out there because I was too easy on them, too worried about hurting them." Then she smirked and winked, her mane flashing back to yellow. "But hey, as long as they don't know I'm not going to maim them, right?" It looked like the teacher's speeches were pretty much over by this point, and the Centurion sighed. Looked like it was up to her to take over what the Sun Sentinel had been going to do. As she organized the day's requirements in her head, her mane shifted from its customary yellow to the dark purple again. She flapped her wings lazily, hauling that hovering chair up to the podium again. "And that's it for our speeches, I guess! We had more, but those emergencies pulled most of them away. Time for a short tour of the campus, and we'll end up in the cafeteria where there'll be snacks and the teachers will be answering questions from the press. Please head to the front doors over that way, and I'll be joining you shortly there." She left the podium with the audience starting to move towards the school, and instead went to tap the pink form of Flash Mob on the shoulder. "You did not forget to leave yourself well rested and in position for the tour, correct?"
  8. Morning Glory rolled her eyes as Captain Nightguard ignored her. Still, they probably did have better things to be doing just now. Everypony made a mistake from time to time. And a missing little filly was way more important. She landed nearby, and nodded to the instructions. She and the Doctor listened for a bit to the plan, and they agreed, silently, that they didn't have any additions. "Good plan," she said, and then took to the skies, scanning the rooftops and ready for something to go wrong.
  9. Bravado // Pegasus Pony // Male // Adult // //Threads Golden Age: 2.5 - Art Deco Golden Age Comics, Issue 2: Wednesday's Child Golden Age: Issue 1.5 - Team-building Exercises Golden Age Comics! Issue 1: You Never Say Good Luck on Opening Night! The Golden Age of Comic Books: A Mutants and Masterminds campaign. Interest and OOC here! [ ALICORN PONY ] Morning Glory // Alicorn Pony // Female // Adult // //Threads Golden Age: 2.5 - Art Deco Golden Age Comics, Issue 2: Wednesday's Child Golden Age: Issue 1.5 - Team-building Exercises Golden Age Comics! Issue 1: You Never Say Good Luck on Opening Night! The Golden Age of Comic Books: A Mutants and Masterminds campaign. Interest and OOC here!
  10. Baron von Hoofington // Pegasus Pony // Male // Adult // profile //Threads [Rhinestone] The Treasured Trinket:The Bar
  11. [ PEGASUS PONY ] Rainbow Dash // Pegasus Pony // Female // Adult // profile //Threads Rainbow Dash vs. the Unfinished Novel Head in the Clouds Adventures in Trend Setting Junior Hoofball Tryouts Daring Delvers - Adventure! Excitement! GLORY! Pride in the Sky The Princess Apprentice Frenzied Factory Zone: Vaporization Department Frenzied Factory Zone: Transportation Department [Ponyville] Flying Lessons for Royalty [Ponyville] Class Is In Session Kidnapping of a Royal Nature (Outside Ponyville) Daringcon General [Sweet Apple Acres, Open-PM, Invite, Friends, Family] Apple Bloom's Big Day! The Soul of a Town Any Bar in a Storm A Rescue In Progress, Perhaps? Hearts, Hooves, and Misunderstandings A gift! A Hearts and Hooves gift! Working the Kinks Out (Ponyville) Orienteering, and the demand for coffee The Very Merry Berry Juice and Drinks bar... [Everfree Forest] Brought to Ruin [Ponyville] Delivering the Mail Alternate Realities: The Rainboom Centurian Age of Heroes: The Academy opens
  12. Sweetie Belle // Unicorn Pony // Female // Foal // profile //Threads A Sweet Sound Cutie Mark Emergency: The Tyrant of Froggybottom Swamp The Doctor is In: Sweetie's Help Desk Cutie Mark Crusader Treasure Hunters, Go! [Ponyville] Class is in Session [Fillydelphia] A Country Field Trip High Society Stylin' with Country Profilin' [Sweet Apple Acres] Adventures in Foalsitting [Ponyville]The Foal Cooking Contest of Culinary Deliciousness and Doom[See OOC] Apple Bloom's Big Day! [Ponyville - Carousel Boutique] A Dressmaker's Calling Tiara Troubles [Ponyville - Tea Cozy's House] Sleepover in Sequins [Gala] GateCrashing [Ended] [Ponyville] Later This Week [Ponyville] Back To School [Ended] [sweet Apple Acres] One in Every Bunch [Ended] [Ponyville] Kids will be kids [Carousel Boutique] Some dirty lyrics [Ponyville] Muddy in the Mornin', Muddy in the evenin' [Ended] [Ponyville] Cutie Mark Crusader Planning Picnic, GO! [Ended]
  13. [ UNICORN PONY ] Bramble Rose // Unicorn Pony // Male // Young Adult // profile //Threads The Secret of Tirek's Waste The Dark Everfree and Bright Hearts No Stallion's Land Spellbound Hearth's Warming Gala The Princess of Friendship Marelia: Away in the Mountains The More Zap Apples Stay the Same Collecting Spores, Molds, and Fungi Winter Setup Royal Hunger Pains Velvet Ropes and Silver Tongues The Green Hoof Floral shop [Ponyville] Tea with a side of friendship [Running Of the Leaves 2011] 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 [Ended] [Gala] A Second Chance [Ended] [Gala] Hiding in the wrong places... [Ended] [Everfree] Growing by Themselves [Ended] [Ponyville] An Odd Visitor [Ended] [shop/Home] Puttin' on the Glitz [ Left thread ] [Everfree] Poison Joke - chat log and trip to Everfree [Ended] [Ponyville] Rock Garden [Ended] [Everfree] Lily's Garden [sugarcube Corner] Something Sweet! [ Left thread ] [shop] Cafe Delights [Ended] Free For All - Ponies and Dragons Omake: Hearth's Warming Episode 1: A Tail of Two Cities OOC: Ponies and Dragons
  14. Purple Haze // Earth Pony // Female // Foal // profile //Threads Exploring the Castle A Cloud Shrouded Vacation Junior Hoofball Tryouts Weekend with the Apples The Princess Apprentice The Party Ends Where the Party is Forever High Society Stylin' With Country Profilin' Mixed Fruits and Veggies Famous Visitors Apple Bloom's Big Day! [Ponyville] Back To School [Ended] [Ponyville] After School Plans [closed] [Ponyville] Later that Week [Ponyville] Stars in their Eyes [Nimbusgait lakes] The Nut Bunch; Quest for the Crown Jewels [Ponyville] Famous Visitors [Running of the Leaves 2011] 1 8
  15. The Rainboom Centurian sat up on the stage, utterly bored by the proceedings. You'd think that after so much time spent doing all that boring research work, she'd have more patience. But nope. She fidgeted a bit, adjusting the swept-back rainbow-colored helm with the golden trim. Making sure the cape with the lightning bolt on it was straight. The whole uniform was just as 20% cooler as she'd asked for. Except for the cast on her right rear leg. The cast had been a concern for her safety - but with so many injured across the whole city, it was easily explained away. And with the power of her green light, she was able to change the colors of the bandages, turning a potential secret-identity-breaker into something that helped separate herself from her mousey secret identity all the more. That, and the fact that her hero identity had some sort of weird techno-floating chair instead of the wood-and-wheels chair that her other side used. It had even provided a useful cover for getting away from A.K. Yearling - no way could Rainbow Dash, injured and meek, hope to help A.K. cover the opening of the new school. She wondered where A.K. was. Had to be in that crowd of reporters somewhere. Instead, the Rainboom Centurian was up on stage with a variety of heroes. The Sentinel foremost among them, but also that weird robot, several other of the teachers, and over at the other side of the stage was Daring Do. The Centurian wondered what she was doing here. And the cast ITCHED! She couldn't stand it! Her mane shifted from the bright yellow hue she usually liked to keep it at into a vivid violet. Underneath the cast, her telekinetic touch scratched across the otherwise unscratchable itch, a soft rainbow glow surrounding her rear leg. Ahhhhhh... Well, to be honest, the speeches weren't that boring. She wished Machina would go into more detail about the Custodians. They were pretty fascinating devices! Bet they'd make a kick-tail sparring partner! But instead, the speech-givers were were getting interrupted. Well, her own comm unit hadn't given her any alarms, so she wasn't being called in. Looks like it was her turn to speak. She stood up a little straighter, her hind legs held up in the float-chair, and declining to limp, just flapped her wings idly to float over to the podium. "Good morning," she said into the microphone, but her words weren't carrying past the stage. The speakers were completely compromised. What was going on? Was this an attack? Where was that music coming from? Last night, the whole fight with Nightmare Moon and her duplicates had been a real mess. But the brief team-up she'd been a part of had been just the thing. Near the climax of that fight, the pink participants known collectively as Flash Mob had multiplied into a runway of ponies a hundred long, all running towards Nightmare Moon. The Rainboom Centurian - using her favorite power, that of the yellow light of the Rainbow Force, had rocketed down that runway, stealing the kinetic energy of a hundred sprinting ponies, the yellow light crackling along the whole length of Flash Mob's line of ponies like lightning, propelling her forward faster and faster. She'd hit Rainboom speed halfway down the line, scattering dozens of Flash Mob's component members before they'd disappeared in a puff of pink smoke, and she hadn't stopped accelerating there. She had been starting to wonder if the stories of a 'Double Rainboom' were about to be proven true - but then she'd reached Nightmare moon a tenth of a second later, swinging around to deliver the great-granddam of all epic bucks right to Nightmare Moon's jaw. That'd been where the broken leg had come from, and The Rainboom Centurian was hardly going to forget the hero whose teamwork had made it possible. Not that she held any animosity towards the plentiful pink pony, but goodness, wasn't interrupting an official ceremony the worst possible time for this? Her mane shifted back to its usual yellow color, as the last remaining Flash Mob gave her bit of a speech and then collapsed. Still, it'd been pretty awesome prank at the same time! She gave a grin and a laugh. "Thanks for the welcome, Flash Mob! And as, of course, you all know, I need no introduction as the Incomparable Rainboom Centurian. What you didn't know is that this year, I'm going to be your gym coach! I started out very young as a sidekick to the amazing Wonderbolt, so I've been training for this gig for most of my life. I'm going to bring all that experience to bear on making sure all of you are ready for whatever goes your way. Trust me, it's going to be awesome." She leaned forward over the podium, her wings lifting her higher for a better loom, and her mane going to a bright red color as flames literally appeared in her eyes. "Because I am going to make a stint in Tartarus seem pleasant before I'm done with you all! By the time dodgeball alone is over, you all won't fear any of the superpowered threats or natural disasters out there, because none of it'll be as scary as I am!" Her mane shifted back to yellow, the fire disappearing, and she cheerfully announced, "So hey, lookin' forward to seeing you all there!" Then she resumed her seat so the next teacher could introduce themselves.
  16. Superhero Name: The Rainboom Centurian Powers: Aside from her INCREDIBLE speed as the fastest pony in the sky, The Rainboom Centurian has six different amazing powers, depending on which color of the Rainbow Force she's using. When she uses that particular light, her mane also becomes that color. * Red Light: Heat aura/heat beams/protection from fire * Orange Light: The orange light lets her separate her mind from her body and walk around as an intangiable being of orange light. She's virtually untouchable in this form ... but she also can't physically affect anything, only able to control light in this state, and leaving her body vulnerable. * Yellow Light: Absorbs kinetic energy, stores it, and redirects it. Grants speed and strength. * Green Light: Mild transformations to objects - such as changing a sharp sword to a toy sword, or her civilian clothes to a superhero outfit. * Blue Light: chill aura / ice beams / protection from cold * Purple Light: Manipulate objects from afar, just like a unicorn! Alias: When not busy saving the day, The Rainboom Centurian is known as the mild-mannered Rainbow Dash, who works as the frantic fact-checker and personal assistant for the famous writer, A.K. Yearling, who regularly gets secret and exclusive interviews from the amazing hero, Daring Do.. The sporadic work gives Dash plenty of leeway to sneak off and save the day - though she must admit she's rather surprised that A.K. Yearling hasn't noticed her disappearances, even though A.K. usually shows up after every emergency panting heavily and looking mussed, as if she'd been looking for Dash everywhere. Backstory: It all started when she was young - a brash young flyer as she was, Dash nonetheless was friends with a placid, meek filly named Fluttershy. One day, some bullies were picking on her friend, so Dash challenged them to a race. Sadly, the colts didn't play fair, and one of them hipchecked her to the side, sending her crashing through several clouds and into the factory where the rainbows were being mixed up in huge vats, plunging right into a fresh vatful of the multicolored liquid. The bullies outside laughed at yet another spectacular crash by 'Rainbow Dash'. Then the giant rainbow explosion ripped apart the cloud walls of the factory - a rainboom that was seen in every corner of Equestria, a wave of color across the sky. Dash didn't get away unharmed in the center of that exposion. That much overexposure to rainbows could be lethal, since Rainbows were not the placid and peaceful thing that Rainbow Dash had thought they were. They were a source of incredible energy and, frankly, it was like falling into a vat of freshly mashed jalapeno peppers. Dash was in agony. It took weeks for her to recover, but eventually she was up and moving again. However, even once she had physically recovered, she was ... different. Physically, it was very apparant that she had suffered - her splendid rainbow mane had lightened to a pale white, losing all color from it. Her boundless energy had drained away too, and while she wasn't mild ... it was more like she just didn't have the passion she'd once had. She was, however, doing much better in school. No longer so easily distracted, she knuckled down and did well with her studies, and it was during this time that she discovered a great love for history - specifically, the history of superheroes! In secret, Dash was dealing with a lot more than just a loss of color and mild emotional shifts. Under moments of stress, she'd find herself changing - her mane would change to a different, brilliant color, and she'd have amazing powers. During these moments, all of her passion and eagerness would come surging back. It was during this time that she was made the sidekick of the legacy superhero, The Wonderbolt. At the time of her sidekicking under him, his civilian identity was the noblepony Cirrus McCloud. However, The Wonderbolt mantle has changed hoofs hundreds of times over the centuries, and Dash always took it for granted that she would inherit the mantle next. That was not to be. Before she was nearly ready, The Wonderbolt was wounded, and the new Wonderbolt was concerned about bringing a young filly into such danger. Dash never learned the fire-haired mare's true identity, but she was determined that someday, she'd earn the right to be known as the famous hero of Cloudsdale: The Wonderbolt. Notable Allies: The Wonderbolt - Dash still doesn't know who the civilian identity of The Wonderbolt is these days, but she often teams up with him. Daring Do - Another mystery hero, Dash finds herself teaming up with Daring Do more often than any other superhero. The moment she gets away from A.K. Yearling and changes into her super-suit, Daring Do seems to show up without fail! While they've teamed up a great deal, they're both hesitant to share their secret identities. Notable Enemies: Giant Robots - She doesn't know what it is, but every week or two, there's another giant robot for her to fight! Daring Do's enemies - Dash often finds herself fighting villains that were originally those of Daring Do. (( I want to say that the villain versions of Lightning Dust and Gilda are also enemies of hers, but I leave them up to others to create )) General Notability: The Rainboom Centurian, as one of the six heroes who rescued the Moonlit Knight and started the new Renaissance of superherodom, is pretty darn famous. She's also been around the hero world for a long time, ever since she was a filly, so she also has a long baseline for ponies to remember her by.
  17. Regardless of if it's part of the flow of the sentence, a header on a page, or the last mentioned name in the previous chapter, a pronoun is considered to be referencing the most recent use of an appropriate proper noun. *EDIT* And here I made the same error. To demonstrate, the following is properly reversed so the subject/pronoun is appropriate.. Regardless of if it's part of the flow of the sentence, a header on a page, or the last mentioned name in the previous chapter, the most recent use of an appropriate proper noun (or, if none is available, then the next use of such) is considered the anchor for any appropriate pronouns.
  18. Sun Sentinel-More than once [Arsenic]'s been asked if [Arsenic] could dispose of this nuisance (Sun Sentinel), and more than once [Arsenic has] tried (and failed). Sun Sentinel-More than once [Sun Sentinel]'s been asked if [Sun Sentinel] could dispose of this nuisance (Arsenic), and more than once [Sun Sentinel has] tried (and failed). The former is bad grammar - the latter is accurate. However, that doesn't mean it is what was intended - true, this could just be a grammar issue. Problem with leading a pronoun with the wrong name. On top of the grammar structure telling us that 'Sun Sentinel' is 'she' which is being spoken of, the 'this nuisance' lead me to believe that it was Arsenic who was the nuisance, but it could be artistic understatement referring to Sun Sentinel. If this is the case this should probably just be reworded to make sure that the pronoun 'she' is not immediately preceded by 'Sun Sentinel' but instead by 'Arsenic'. It could be as simple a rewording as this: Sun Sentinel-More than once Arsenic has been asked if she could dispose of this nuisance, and more than once she's tried (and failed).
  19. These two things are very counter to each other. First, you're declaring Sun Sentinel - this universe's Superman - as your arch-nemesis. Not only that, but you're declaring that she has NEVER been able to stop your character, despite giving it her all. This isn't just some normal supervillain, out to rob a bank or a museum, or even hold a city hostage. This is a professional assassin, whose only goal is to kill - a very harsh thing in a ponyverse. And Sun Sentinel has not been able to stop her. This is an unheard of feat. Someone on the power level of Lex Luthor, Metallo, Brainiac, or Doomsday - those BIG NAME villains - can be stopped and captured by Superman. The only villain I can think of offhand who Superman has seriously tried to bring in and failed is Darkseid - and even then, that's a matter for debate. We are talking only the topmost class of villain. Yet you state she's 'not very well known'. Despite Sun Sentinel personally being after her - she's not very well known. Nuh-uh. if she's that good that she regularly beats the premier, number one, highest-level and epitome of superheroes for this world, then EVERYPONY knows her. She is the number one supervillain, that EVERY villain wants on their team, and every crime family wants in their crew. She can demand any price for her services, and there is no such thing as being overshadowed, because there are no greater villains nor assassins. Either that, or she's not as good as advertised.
  20. Morning Glory let out a sigh of relief. Thank goodness somepony had an idea of what to do. She gave one final hungry glance back at the kitchen, her stomach rumbling, before turning to head off with Captain Nightguard. And then her wings flared and her head snapped around at the police officer who delivered that phrase. She herself had once been ignorant of the insult that 'bat-wing' represented to the thestrals - a week training alongside them had cured that misunderstanding. The officer's tone suggested he was not ignorant, he was just baiting the Captain, trying to get a rise out of him. And Captain Nightguard swallowed the bait, delivering an insult right back that got Morning Glory's wings flaring and briefly making her feel angry right back at him. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let out a little humming noise. "hmm hmm hmmmmmm..." I'm calm, I'm calm, I'm perfectly calm. What's wrong? Oh, just... well, it's... it's a pegasus thing. Trust me. Could you give me that 'authority of age' thing again? Morning Glory opened her eyes, feeling that weight of decades of experience mixing with the fierce passion and righteousness only the young could muster, and stepped up in front of the officers who were looking ready to start a fight, glaring right in the face of the one who had first spoken. "You!" she said flatly, the rage still evident bubbling under her tightly controlled voice. "If you're not going to respect the work he does for this city, or the help he's trying to do now, can you at least respect the uniform you wear?" She thumped her hoof - oops, a bit hard - against the officer's chest, knocking her down on her rump. "Where you go, other ponies will follow, thinking it's all right. By the flame, mare, do you WANT another age of the Windigo on us? We already lost the Empire!" She swept her gaze across the others angrily, and they had the good sense to fidget and look down at the ground, abashed. Perhaps a bit sullen, but that was to be expected. "That's right. Now, I have to go scold him a little for his crack ..." She let her voice calm down a little. "But I promise I'll keep you all updated as to what we can find, just as soon as I can." She gave a much gentler look to the Just Desserts, Cookie Crumble, and Cherry Top. "We'll find her." Her hooves grabbed hold of the back of Pagemaster and Stone Heart's garments, her wings spread, and she leaped into the air with a powerful downward thrust, dangling her two team-mates below her as she soared through the sky after Captain Nightguard. Carrying two, even with her greater top speed, it took her a little bit to catch up with him. Still, she could tell he wasn't going full-out. "Hey, Captain!" she called, "Slow down a bit so this featherbrain can catch up!" When she finally did pull up alongside him, she glared aside at him. "Well, you let that jerk win. She got what she wanted, which was for you to lose your temper. Didn't we just have a conversation about someone having far too fragile of feelings for this line of work? You looking for a bell to ring, there? Remember that you're standing in for all the thestrals in this matter - you can't afford to lose it like that!"
  21. Oh. Sorry, I thought that the main six were the six heroes that stopped Nightmare Moon, and thus more experienced! And on that note - I am putting together an app for Dash.
  22. Doctor Whooves played a quick little ditty with her bad recorder playing, and the magic flowed freely. Her hat lifted up into the air, giving her horn freedom to work. It glowed that soft blue glow, and the place the horn touched the statue glowed the same blue, as Whooves sealed the break and set it back in place with a bright blue flash. She smiled contentedly around the mouthpiece of the recorder, then swapped her mental attention towards the detection of magic. Sure enough, magic flowed aplenty, not from the statue, but from the jungle just behind the statue. Whooves lowered her recorder, the music stopping and the floppy hat falling back onto her head. "No, no, this statue wouldn't do this. Didn't know it was here, really. I can think of three different places it might have been, not sure just yet - but look at the hearts on its cutie mark. I don't think she has much to do with Equestria at all - this is a representative of the founder of the Crystal Empire, Princess Agape, creator of the crystal heart. Interesting story there - sadly my predecessor at the time, Doctor Whooves, was busy elsewhere, so we don't have a good memory of the actual events, but from what he heard at the time, she fell into darkness much like Nightmare Moon - but for her, she ended up devouring instead of creating love. Big scandal, terrible catastrophe. Not sure what happened to her, though. One of the past's big mysteries." Doctor Whooves walked past the sttaue. "This was the greeting statue - this far south, though. Nowhere near the Crystal Empire. Must be the greeting statue out front of the embassy of whatever city this used to be. And from my magic sight, the powerful magic aura drawing us here is behind this statue, back here in the embassy." She reached out with her hooves, grabbed hold of a curtain of vines, and pulled it aside, standing there smugly to show off the amazing discovery of ancient ruins. At a lack of proper gasps of amazement, she peeked an eye open at their confused faces. Then turned to look at ... A blank cliff-face. ... Huh. "That ... wasn't in the script. Wait, Where's the embassy? How is magic coming out of a stone wall?" She kicked savagely at a rock, sending it bouncing off the cliff face in her anger, giving a hollow little retort. "I hate not having my timing!" Her hat flew from her head as her horn flashed with a bright blue, and a shower of candy exploded from her horn, spraying the rest of the group - brightly colored little chewy candies shaped like plump little foals. "Wait, what? What is this blasted appendage doing now?!"
  23. Well, Cookie Crumble obviously wasn't in the mood for talking, nor wished other ponies in her kitchen, so Morning Glory quietly took herself away, looking uselessly around the house and trying to look like she knew what was going on. There was no spell she knew that the forensics ponies wouldn't be able to do ten times better... sure, she had sheer power, but power was of absolutely no use here. Thank GOODNESS Pagemaster came up with something? Morning Glory sat down and listened attentively as he explained that he'd found a stray scrap of wrapping paper, assembled the rest of the bits, could put together the full page from the explosion of festive wrappings they'd seen out there. "Well done, Pagemaster!" she said proudly. "And what did Chief Deputy Desserts say was in it?"
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