Post by wanderingmagus on Jan 31, 2014 5:46:56 GMT
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Discord won, Twilight failed to go upstairs, never read the letters, never cured herself. A thousand years later, the world is, quite literally, Tartarus. Clouds rain exploding chocolate milk, knives, acid, nitroglycerin, giant squids, anything besides water. The ground has been checkered purple and blue since anypony could remember, aside from within Avalon. What's grass? The Six Minions, especially Lady Cruelty, Angry Pie, Rarigreed and Twilight Tragedy, do Big Banana Discord's will, dealing with any magic users still alive and spreading the eternal chaos. A grey pegasus with a blonde mane limps around the Castle of Chaos on broken legs, with a filly-shaped muffin on her back. Crows claw at it. She defends it. The deal was seven quadrillion laps. She's made one-point-three quadrillion.
Yet hope endures. Unicorns that fled south to Zebraci mixed over the years, both species vanishing and melding into modern-day Virgacorns that do their best to survive in this world in secret. Pegasi and Griffons no longer exist, having melded into hippogriffs, isolating themselves as best as they can in the cotton-candy clouds of ancient Cloudsdale. Earth ponies and Donkeys long ago melded, but their strength and determination allows them to farm their stone bread and rock pies and survive in this world.
Saint Liarjack does her best, despite the Element of Deceit pulsating where her heart should have been, to be kind and help the suffering citizens of the Capitol of Chaos. Traitor Dash is an enigma, but at the very least she helps about as often as she betrays. The impossible choices thrown at her broke her will long ago, but perhaps there is hope left.
Queen Tiamat watches over Her brood, having gathered all dragons and ponies-turned-dragons to Her domain. Changeling Queen Cadance, with her angelic feather-winged Changeling swarm, holds out in the hidden land of Avalon in the midst of the Everfree Forest, somehow using her harmony magic to prevent Chaos from spreading there. The dragon-goddess and the Changeling Queen are the closest thing this world has to benevolent rulers, and many refugees have already fled to their respective lands.
Some time ago, the Valeyard personality was forcibly regenerated onto the Doctor, but surprisingly there has been little noticeable change. Perhaps that is because the Time Lord already rewrote history so many times that there is no more change or contradiction. Or the ponies have simply stopped trying to make sense of things, because... what fun is there in making sense?
There is another beacon of hope in the Capitol of Chaos itself: the Apple Pie farm. Saint Applebloom the Heart-healer made it as much of a refuge as was possible in the first decades after having the Blank Curse forced upon her, and after three hundred years managed to bring peace to the denizens of Sunnytown. Her descendants, and that of Octavia Pie, now farm the rock apples on Sweet Rock Acres in relative peace, mourning the relatives that pass when they can, stoically carrying on when they cannot, and leaving an empty space at the table for those they know have been taken despite not even remembering they ever existed. There are many, many graves in the fields now. After Liarjack gave her sister the kindest of lies to allow her to find her eternal rest, the family kept her ashes in a small urn buried somewhere on the farm.
Diamond King Barkintosh and his wife Winona continue to rule the now-crystalline and much, MUCH wiser Diamond Dogs in their underground kingdom, with Guru Fido trading with the Apple Pies now and then to exchange food for tools and necessary skills long-forgotten.
There is despair, but there is also hope. It is not a world of perfection or harmony in any sense of the term, but perhaps, in time, a group of adventurers may show themselves worthy of the Elements of Harmony and convert the Elements of Chaos.
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Inspired by Alexwarlorn's Dark World fanfic. As a Shadow Who Watches, I now become a Shadow Who Writes, bending one branch of that Heartworld to observe. Whether good can come of this, who save Fauna Luster, The Father of Alicorns, Entropy, and Havoc, can say? How this world progresses now lies in the hooves of the Shadows Who Play...
original fanfic: alexwarlorn.deviantart.com
*****
This is now the OOC thread. Please keep all OOC questions, comments, discussions etc here and NOT in the Sign-up or RP.
RP: innofwanderers.freeforums.net/thread/53/world-discord-rp
Discord won, Twilight failed to go upstairs, never read the letters, never cured herself. A thousand years later, the world is, quite literally, Tartarus. Clouds rain exploding chocolate milk, knives, acid, nitroglycerin, giant squids, anything besides water. The ground has been checkered purple and blue since anypony could remember, aside from within Avalon. What's grass? The Six Minions, especially Lady Cruelty, Angry Pie, Rarigreed and Twilight Tragedy, do Big Banana Discord's will, dealing with any magic users still alive and spreading the eternal chaos. A grey pegasus with a blonde mane limps around the Castle of Chaos on broken legs, with a filly-shaped muffin on her back. Crows claw at it. She defends it. The deal was seven quadrillion laps. She's made one-point-three quadrillion.
Yet hope endures. Unicorns that fled south to Zebraci mixed over the years, both species vanishing and melding into modern-day Virgacorns that do their best to survive in this world in secret. Pegasi and Griffons no longer exist, having melded into hippogriffs, isolating themselves as best as they can in the cotton-candy clouds of ancient Cloudsdale. Earth ponies and Donkeys long ago melded, but their strength and determination allows them to farm their stone bread and rock pies and survive in this world.
Saint Liarjack does her best, despite the Element of Deceit pulsating where her heart should have been, to be kind and help the suffering citizens of the Capitol of Chaos. Traitor Dash is an enigma, but at the very least she helps about as often as she betrays. The impossible choices thrown at her broke her will long ago, but perhaps there is hope left.
Queen Tiamat watches over Her brood, having gathered all dragons and ponies-turned-dragons to Her domain. Changeling Queen Cadance, with her angelic feather-winged Changeling swarm, holds out in the hidden land of Avalon in the midst of the Everfree Forest, somehow using her harmony magic to prevent Chaos from spreading there. The dragon-goddess and the Changeling Queen are the closest thing this world has to benevolent rulers, and many refugees have already fled to their respective lands.
Some time ago, the Valeyard personality was forcibly regenerated onto the Doctor, but surprisingly there has been little noticeable change. Perhaps that is because the Time Lord already rewrote history so many times that there is no more change or contradiction. Or the ponies have simply stopped trying to make sense of things, because... what fun is there in making sense?
There is another beacon of hope in the Capitol of Chaos itself: the Apple Pie farm. Saint Applebloom the Heart-healer made it as much of a refuge as was possible in the first decades after having the Blank Curse forced upon her, and after three hundred years managed to bring peace to the denizens of Sunnytown. Her descendants, and that of Octavia Pie, now farm the rock apples on Sweet Rock Acres in relative peace, mourning the relatives that pass when they can, stoically carrying on when they cannot, and leaving an empty space at the table for those they know have been taken despite not even remembering they ever existed. There are many, many graves in the fields now. After Liarjack gave her sister the kindest of lies to allow her to find her eternal rest, the family kept her ashes in a small urn buried somewhere on the farm.
Diamond King Barkintosh and his wife Winona continue to rule the now-crystalline and much, MUCH wiser Diamond Dogs in their underground kingdom, with Guru Fido trading with the Apple Pies now and then to exchange food for tools and necessary skills long-forgotten.
There is despair, but there is also hope. It is not a world of perfection or harmony in any sense of the term, but perhaps, in time, a group of adventurers may show themselves worthy of the Elements of Harmony and convert the Elements of Chaos.
*****
Inspired by Alexwarlorn's Dark World fanfic. As a Shadow Who Watches, I now become a Shadow Who Writes, bending one branch of that Heartworld to observe. Whether good can come of this, who save Fauna Luster, The Father of Alicorns, Entropy, and Havoc, can say? How this world progresses now lies in the hooves of the Shadows Who Play...
original fanfic: alexwarlorn.deviantart.com
*****
This is now the OOC thread. Please keep all OOC questions, comments, discussions etc here and NOT in the Sign-up or RP.
