Fragnostic
Cheshire
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Like a vampire from... Twilight?
Isn't it "Pinkie"?
Oh my. We've all seen enough to know where this could have gone.
Ah, I see you're a man of culture as well!
Broken Adventure
- Thread starter theaceoffire
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These two typos not only made me feel stupid, but required modifying like... most of my posts to fix.
Thank you! I hate leaving stupid mistakes like that in. Also, I had one case of 'Pinky pie', and I hate not capitalizing correctly.
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
I thought those names might have been like that because it's an AU, but you're welcome!
Sad Reason for no NSFW.
- Location
- Here
Not with my user name, don't want random future bosses pulling that up on a google search. As it is, my history of working with autopopstation and all that almost caused a problem.
That said, I find my talent at writing unique sexual situations is limited after like... 20 scenes or so. After that, the issue of 'deja vu' crops up. Having read a lot of adult material, I find that the few stories with interesting and non-repetitive scenes are both rare and tend to not be long stories, while my stories START at 100k and kind of go up.
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- Argentina
She doesn't, she is panting.
Read it on the blue Vine.
- Location
- Here
As the dozens of blue glowing vines continued to pull books and turn pages, Adam was lounging on Twilight's couch.
It was a nice couch, and unsurprisingly enchanted like everything else in this tree/house/library/lab.
His eye glanced at the closest window, the other still scanning pages. Daylight was coming, but a new charge was still hours away.
Not only were these books much larger than expected, but he was taking the time to scan the magic detected on their bodies as well. Not every book had the same set of preservation, expansion, and self repair as the others.
Many were written by... hoof? Well, without a printing press anyway. If one tracked it, you could tell when they were created by the types of spells used to preserve the finished product. Roughly.
Right now, he wasn't bothering to actually process the contents. This was a straight 'Convert: Memory to Data' operation going on. 'Research' would be used with more depth later to actually try and understand stuff.
Twilight's owl showed up a few hours ago, but 'Owlowiscious' had calmed down after Adam explained what was going on. As a 'Normal' animal of this world, the owl could understand the common language easily enough but was unable to speak 'pony' or whatever this thing was called.
So... hours of scanning.
The idea that Twilight could actually memorize all this and MORE without powers helping was astounding really. And what few pages he was able to process while scanning implied that magic NOT powered by raw emotion and desire needed a massive amount of mental calculation.
Magic had an opinion of what it wanted to do. With enough emotion or practice, anypony could cast a spell reliably. But if you wanted to do so with an arbitrary spell, and to cast it without mind numbing terror or bliss or hope or whatever, you needed to take the time to fill in all the variables by hoof, as it were.
Example, a spell to shoot lightning. If one trained for years, it could be done on a whim. If it was a desperate situation or if magic itself wanted to attack, it only needed a strong will. And if you just wanted to cast it once for no real reason, you needed to be a goddess of mathematics and memorization, while focusing on fairly complicated frameworks for magic to detect, be convinced to accept parameters, and forced to actually follow through.
Thus if Twilight wanted to cast lightning, it took a lot of calculation, an accurate understanding of one's surroundings, a well of power or a channel of energy to tap into, and a will of steel.
In return for 10 times the work, it returned 100 times the control. She could do stuff with magic that no one had heard of before, more than simply having the right cutie mark as a power up.
On the other hand, or hoof, her analytical mind was bordering on the level of a savant. It was likely the reason she had such issues doing things that required emotions and handling dynamic situations. In fact, attempting to mitigate her flaws in those areas was likely the reason Princess Celestia sent her to this town to 'make friends' in the first place.
He drifted back to the books passing by, before moving on to less boring activities as the scanning continued.
Mai was now over by the Apple farms. That birthday party was ongoing as well, although most of the town had moved INSIDE of Mai after it got dark.
Apparently the purified magic Mai generated was acting like a mild caffeine rush, as none of the guests were acting as tired as they should.
And she as a building was now best friends with Pinkie Pie, as the hyperactive pony was making all kinds of 'suggestions' that had Mai changing more and more of her internal rooms to be more 'festive'.
As such, now there was a cake room. A hollow fake cake filled with plants that looked like more cakes with a table that held Pinkie's latest culinary creation.
It even had a cake themed cooking area for making more cake.
Are these ponies even vegetarians? They seem to live on sugar alone! And they treat apple cider like beer basically.
He watched the wandering ponies moving through and around Mai's various hallways, play rooms, and event areas. It was like a ant farm, without the gross stuff. Like ants.
Adam blinked, seeing some 'rest areas' very... occupied. Alright yeah, that was a bit gross. Not the act itself, but the mess being made due to it. And the 'toys'.
Mia was making sure no kids wandered over to those halls, which was a good idea. Also, homosexuality was either considered no big deal here or apple cider really loosened those social bindings. And a WHOLE list of kinky stuff was also fairly accepted. Or at least, secretly supported.
...And he had invited the Princess of the Night to one such party.
Was this sort of activity normal at a Pinkie Party? Or just ones that happen in a large, shifting house stuffed with pure magic?
Cause HE had been both loopy and a bit sexually charged just from eating that raw magic to begin with.
Yeah, this was probably the magic.
Not that any of the ponies seemed to be complaining. Good dismount.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Twilight awoke late. Her mind was emphatic about that, already giving a dozen lists of things she had planned to do today, didn't do yesterday, had planned over the last few months that were delayed by over 12 hours, and so forth.
With practice ease, she pushed the mental reminders (basic hypnosis, barely a spell), and proceeded to get ready for the day.
And then the memories hit.
Embarrassment flooded her brain, forcing each moment of her slow nuzzling a massive being with a voice of seduction through a crowded town into her mind. It was only nuzzling, right? He had been soft, she hadn't done anything too... improper?
The response from one of her self monitoring spells (Meant to help her remember recent study subjects) made relief wash over her. Who knew her lazy method of keeping track of read books would help assure her that she hadn't been humping a stranger while high on magic? And Spike said that having four ongoing spells so similar was too redundant!
Magic was life, and life liked making more life. Thankfully her years of experience prevented her from going full drunk lust monster, despite handling more power at one time than she had in literally months.
Regretfully, it hadn't stopped her from frolicking emotionally through those dulcet tones.
Blame the magic overdose. Period.
She went through her routine until she started downstairs towards the kitchen. Her living room was filled with blue tentacles. Warm, pulsing vines. Memories of being held gently by said limbs into soft moss brought a blush forward again.
Huh. Hadn't run into THAT fetish before. Just... great.
Repress.
Walking downstairs fully she noticed Owlowiscious watching over her guest, Spike idling in the kitchen. Adam, on the other hoof, was sprawled on her favorite reading couch, his overly complicated wooden body relaxed as books were being pulled, scanned with one glowing eye, then returned to the shelving.
In the correct order, thankfully.
The rate he was moving was as astounding as was his stillness. Bright blue, glowing vines... rapidly shifting, twisting, and manipulating dozens of objects while his black wooden form with blue moss barely shifted.
Then everything slowed to a stop and she found to bright blue gems focused on her, a lazy smile on his face. "Good morning, Miss Sparkle. I hope you slept well?"
She found herself grateful for the first time about all those high society classes she had been forced to take, allowing her to control her expression even if she could feel lingering embarrassment on her face. "Good morning, Adam. Please, just call me Twilight."
She moved through the mess, vines shifting away from her steps. No reason to bring up sleep, last night, or ANYTHING related to that right now. "Were you able to find what you were looking for?"
Adam snorted, odd to hear from a wolf. "Haven't begun to look yet, this is just me scanning and memorizing all the documentation you have out for purview. I have an ability that will allow me to begin REAL research once I have the information to work with."
As she settled into the near chair, silently congratulating herself for not stuttering, she turned to the one subject most comforting and safe. Research. "You can remember all this even with such a short glance?"
He began moving the vines again, but much slower and keeping the movement from hitting her. "I am not originally a magical creature, Twilight. I have a series of abilities that use a combination of soul manipulation and dimensional shenanigans to gain new powers."
Adam continued, the books moving at ever increasing speeds. "One of my earliest abilities was one that allowed scanning for information, which would easily enough scan a library this size if the books in here were less magical."
He paused, moving a book about theoretical baking forwards. "But things like this, a book made from magic and bread. The scan needs to not only be far more detailed, but things like the smell of certain words and the texture of a baked paragraph, those things need storing as well."
The queue of literature resumed. "That combined with how many of these books are compressed to hold more pages than expected... it has drastically slowed my scanning abilities. And those scans, thanks to another ability, are being stored away inside me for future reference."
Her eyes were so wide. "I. Am. So. Jealous."
He grinned at her. "Based on how impressive I am finding your skills, I'm sure you could do similar."
She shook her head, mane thankfully staying out of her face thanks to the cantrip to have magic act like a headband. "Tried that. Thought storing all memories permanently so I couldn't forget anything... and I accidentally made the spell recursive. Started storing memories of storing memories of storing memories..." She flushed. "Princess Celestia had to fix me. I had stored so much information that I was unable to think straight. She banned me from trying again for another six years or so. Banned all memory manipulation spells, in fact."
Twilight sighed as she shuffled on her chair. "It was the right thing to do, especially as I was still growing as a pony at the time. The mind needs time to settle if one is to grow up safely."
Adam snorted. "I, on contrast, had no choice! Woke up damaged and dying. First act to fix it smashed my powers and mind and soul into a mess. Its mostly fixed now, but my healing ability routinely modifies my mind to help protect me and help me grow."
He shifted, another book passing between the two. "Now I have a couple of mental constructs, Squishy the oldest. Squishy keeps me on track, and if I do something like you did with your spells she will help fix things up. Hopefully will help me if someone takes over by body or mind too."
Twilight blinked. "Is... is that a big concern?"
He sighed, a rich rumble in the room. "In your realm? Not normally. In mine? We had to design political procedures to handle it. And the stronger you get, the more likely SOMEONE will try and make you useful to them, even if they end up using leverage beyond power based control. Kidnapping, brainwashing, assault, so on."
Adam watched the books dancing through the room. "A big part of me visiting is due to my desire to grow stronger at a faster rate. Hopefully by the time I get what I need here, I will know how to return there with the power I need and without time having passed. Or at least, minimizing how much time passes until my return."
Twilight blinked, then thought. A few mental checks brought up some results. "What I know about time manipulation is pretty restricted to outsiders."
He nodded. "Asked Princess Luna about it, we will see how it goes. Worse comes to worse, Squishy thinks there is a another reality nearby that I can get what I need from. I'm mostly just hoping to save time and return sooner by getting it all out of the way while in THIS world."
Their conversation continued, with less and less focus on what Adam was researching and more about arbitrary information about differences between the two Realms. Spike quietly cleaned up the tea Twilight forgot to drink, and ended up providing snacks they forgot to eat.
It was a good morning over all.
It was a nice couch, and unsurprisingly enchanted like everything else in this tree/house/library/lab.
His eye glanced at the closest window, the other still scanning pages. Daylight was coming, but a new charge was still hours away.
Not only were these books much larger than expected, but he was taking the time to scan the magic detected on their bodies as well. Not every book had the same set of preservation, expansion, and self repair as the others.
Many were written by... hoof? Well, without a printing press anyway. If one tracked it, you could tell when they were created by the types of spells used to preserve the finished product. Roughly.
Right now, he wasn't bothering to actually process the contents. This was a straight 'Convert: Memory to Data' operation going on. 'Research' would be used with more depth later to actually try and understand stuff.
Twilight's owl showed up a few hours ago, but 'Owlowiscious' had calmed down after Adam explained what was going on. As a 'Normal' animal of this world, the owl could understand the common language easily enough but was unable to speak 'pony' or whatever this thing was called.
So... hours of scanning.
The idea that Twilight could actually memorize all this and MORE without powers helping was astounding really. And what few pages he was able to process while scanning implied that magic NOT powered by raw emotion and desire needed a massive amount of mental calculation.
Magic had an opinion of what it wanted to do. With enough emotion or practice, anypony could cast a spell reliably. But if you wanted to do so with an arbitrary spell, and to cast it without mind numbing terror or bliss or hope or whatever, you needed to take the time to fill in all the variables by hoof, as it were.
Example, a spell to shoot lightning. If one trained for years, it could be done on a whim. If it was a desperate situation or if magic itself wanted to attack, it only needed a strong will. And if you just wanted to cast it once for no real reason, you needed to be a goddess of mathematics and memorization, while focusing on fairly complicated frameworks for magic to detect, be convinced to accept parameters, and forced to actually follow through.
Thus if Twilight wanted to cast lightning, it took a lot of calculation, an accurate understanding of one's surroundings, a well of power or a channel of energy to tap into, and a will of steel.
In return for 10 times the work, it returned 100 times the control. She could do stuff with magic that no one had heard of before, more than simply having the right cutie mark as a power up.
On the other hand, or hoof, her analytical mind was bordering on the level of a savant. It was likely the reason she had such issues doing things that required emotions and handling dynamic situations. In fact, attempting to mitigate her flaws in those areas was likely the reason Princess Celestia sent her to this town to 'make friends' in the first place.
He drifted back to the books passing by, before moving on to less boring activities as the scanning continued.
Mai was now over by the Apple farms. That birthday party was ongoing as well, although most of the town had moved INSIDE of Mai after it got dark.
Apparently the purified magic Mai generated was acting like a mild caffeine rush, as none of the guests were acting as tired as they should.
And she as a building was now best friends with Pinkie Pie, as the hyperactive pony was making all kinds of 'suggestions' that had Mai changing more and more of her internal rooms to be more 'festive'.
As such, now there was a cake room. A hollow fake cake filled with plants that looked like more cakes with a table that held Pinkie's latest culinary creation.
It even had a cake themed cooking area for making more cake.
Are these ponies even vegetarians? They seem to live on sugar alone! And they treat apple cider like beer basically.
He watched the wandering ponies moving through and around Mai's various hallways, play rooms, and event areas. It was like a ant farm, without the gross stuff. Like ants.
Adam blinked, seeing some 'rest areas' very... occupied. Alright yeah, that was a bit gross. Not the act itself, but the mess being made due to it. And the 'toys'.
Mia was making sure no kids wandered over to those halls, which was a good idea. Also, homosexuality was either considered no big deal here or apple cider really loosened those social bindings. And a WHOLE list of kinky stuff was also fairly accepted. Or at least, secretly supported.
...And he had invited the Princess of the Night to one such party.
Was this sort of activity normal at a Pinkie Party? Or just ones that happen in a large, shifting house stuffed with pure magic?
Cause HE had been both loopy and a bit sexually charged just from eating that raw magic to begin with.
Yeah, this was probably the magic.
Not that any of the ponies seemed to be complaining. Good dismount.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Twilight awoke late. Her mind was emphatic about that, already giving a dozen lists of things she had planned to do today, didn't do yesterday, had planned over the last few months that were delayed by over 12 hours, and so forth.
With practice ease, she pushed the mental reminders (basic hypnosis, barely a spell), and proceeded to get ready for the day.
And then the memories hit.
Embarrassment flooded her brain, forcing each moment of her slow nuzzling a massive being with a voice of seduction through a crowded town into her mind. It was only nuzzling, right? He had been soft, she hadn't done anything too... improper?
The response from one of her self monitoring spells (Meant to help her remember recent study subjects) made relief wash over her. Who knew her lazy method of keeping track of read books would help assure her that she hadn't been humping a stranger while high on magic? And Spike said that having four ongoing spells so similar was too redundant!
Magic was life, and life liked making more life. Thankfully her years of experience prevented her from going full drunk lust monster, despite handling more power at one time than she had in literally months.
Regretfully, it hadn't stopped her from frolicking emotionally through those dulcet tones.
Blame the magic overdose. Period.
She went through her routine until she started downstairs towards the kitchen. Her living room was filled with blue tentacles. Warm, pulsing vines. Memories of being held gently by said limbs into soft moss brought a blush forward again.
Huh. Hadn't run into THAT fetish before. Just... great.
Repress.
Walking downstairs fully she noticed Owlowiscious watching over her guest, Spike idling in the kitchen. Adam, on the other hoof, was sprawled on her favorite reading couch, his overly complicated wooden body relaxed as books were being pulled, scanned with one glowing eye, then returned to the shelving.
In the correct order, thankfully.
The rate he was moving was as astounding as was his stillness. Bright blue, glowing vines... rapidly shifting, twisting, and manipulating dozens of objects while his black wooden form with blue moss barely shifted.
Then everything slowed to a stop and she found to bright blue gems focused on her, a lazy smile on his face. "Good morning, Miss Sparkle. I hope you slept well?"
She found herself grateful for the first time about all those high society classes she had been forced to take, allowing her to control her expression even if she could feel lingering embarrassment on her face. "Good morning, Adam. Please, just call me Twilight."
She moved through the mess, vines shifting away from her steps. No reason to bring up sleep, last night, or ANYTHING related to that right now. "Were you able to find what you were looking for?"
Adam snorted, odd to hear from a wolf. "Haven't begun to look yet, this is just me scanning and memorizing all the documentation you have out for purview. I have an ability that will allow me to begin REAL research once I have the information to work with."
As she settled into the near chair, silently congratulating herself for not stuttering, she turned to the one subject most comforting and safe. Research. "You can remember all this even with such a short glance?"
He began moving the vines again, but much slower and keeping the movement from hitting her. "I am not originally a magical creature, Twilight. I have a series of abilities that use a combination of soul manipulation and dimensional shenanigans to gain new powers."
Adam continued, the books moving at ever increasing speeds. "One of my earliest abilities was one that allowed scanning for information, which would easily enough scan a library this size if the books in here were less magical."
He paused, moving a book about theoretical baking forwards. "But things like this, a book made from magic and bread. The scan needs to not only be far more detailed, but things like the smell of certain words and the texture of a baked paragraph, those things need storing as well."
The queue of literature resumed. "That combined with how many of these books are compressed to hold more pages than expected... it has drastically slowed my scanning abilities. And those scans, thanks to another ability, are being stored away inside me for future reference."
Her eyes were so wide. "I. Am. So. Jealous."
He grinned at her. "Based on how impressive I am finding your skills, I'm sure you could do similar."
She shook her head, mane thankfully staying out of her face thanks to the cantrip to have magic act like a headband. "Tried that. Thought storing all memories permanently so I couldn't forget anything... and I accidentally made the spell recursive. Started storing memories of storing memories of storing memories..." She flushed. "Princess Celestia had to fix me. I had stored so much information that I was unable to think straight. She banned me from trying again for another six years or so. Banned all memory manipulation spells, in fact."
Twilight sighed as she shuffled on her chair. "It was the right thing to do, especially as I was still growing as a pony at the time. The mind needs time to settle if one is to grow up safely."
Adam snorted. "I, on contrast, had no choice! Woke up damaged and dying. First act to fix it smashed my powers and mind and soul into a mess. Its mostly fixed now, but my healing ability routinely modifies my mind to help protect me and help me grow."
He shifted, another book passing between the two. "Now I have a couple of mental constructs, Squishy the oldest. Squishy keeps me on track, and if I do something like you did with your spells she will help fix things up. Hopefully will help me if someone takes over by body or mind too."
Twilight blinked. "Is... is that a big concern?"
He sighed, a rich rumble in the room. "In your realm? Not normally. In mine? We had to design political procedures to handle it. And the stronger you get, the more likely SOMEONE will try and make you useful to them, even if they end up using leverage beyond power based control. Kidnapping, brainwashing, assault, so on."
Adam watched the books dancing through the room. "A big part of me visiting is due to my desire to grow stronger at a faster rate. Hopefully by the time I get what I need here, I will know how to return there with the power I need and without time having passed. Or at least, minimizing how much time passes until my return."
Twilight blinked, then thought. A few mental checks brought up some results. "What I know about time manipulation is pretty restricted to outsiders."
He nodded. "Asked Princess Luna about it, we will see how it goes. Worse comes to worse, Squishy thinks there is a another reality nearby that I can get what I need from. I'm mostly just hoping to save time and return sooner by getting it all out of the way while in THIS world."
Their conversation continued, with less and less focus on what Adam was researching and more about arbitrary information about differences between the two Realms. Spike quietly cleaned up the tea Twilight forgot to drink, and ended up providing snacks they forgot to eat.
It was a good morning over all.
- Location
- Wisconsin
Is it Doctor Who?!? Is it time for Time Force (Power Rangers)?
EDIT (had to look it up from hazy memories): A journey with the Voyagers!?
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Jonn Wolfe
(Verified Sarcastic) (Not a Wolf)
- Location
- Beyond Sanity Since 1971
Nice Slice o Life.
Embarrassed Twilight is Amusing.
Her being Jealous of his mental storage capacity is hysterical.
Hmm. Wonder if Adam's going to have a 'unicorn' girlfriend in every realm. Heh, could you imagine Narwhal giving Twilight the stink-eye over it? :lol
Embarrassed Twilight is Amusing.
Her being Jealous of his mental storage capacity is hysterical.
Hmm. Wonder if Adam's going to have a 'unicorn' girlfriend in every realm. Heh, could you imagine Narwhal giving Twilight the stink-eye over it? :lol
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
No! Embrace it!
- Location
- Australia
Instead of 'a girl in every port', its 'a uni-horned sweetheart in every realm'.
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This ponnies are very hard to keep track off, I may need to start making notes of who's who, who said what, and all of that.. I'm so lost!
She blinded me!
- Location
- Here
Being in a realm where the two major deities know you exist AND have no obvious urge to wipe your species out was surprisingly relaxing.
Worm had... big villains. Really big. From low level thugs up to conceptual bosses, and with powers that made secrets near impossible and probability worthless.
Here? Many of the biggest threats were due to philosophical issues. Or even training opportunities for Twilight and her friends.
So the feeling of being open and honest about his situation with someone else, even a magical purple pony, was soul cleansing. Soothing.
At this point, he was surrounded by magical arrays, some tools he had never seen before, and an enthusiastic pony helped by a bored young dragon.
Spike grumbled. "It just isn't interesting after the first hour or so. And you both said he can't use his power for a while still!"
Twilight scoffed, three dozen objects being arranged. "Getting background readings and baseline statistics is an important part of every endeavor. Also, I need genetic profiles." She glanced at the stone portions of Adam's body. "Well... the parts that HAVE genetics."
They had finished scanning all the books locally available hours ago, but she had more at the castle. These were duplicates of her personal library for 'light' reading brought with her when she moved into town.
Adam carefully looked in her direction, the wires and crystals shifting slightly. After learning about his 'Power Charges', she had been deeply interested in scanning the process... and so had he.
Any attempts at using Worm technology or tinkertech had failed at capturing anything, but this realm was ruled by emotions and power. A different section of reality was recorded with the local tools, and hopefully he and Squishy could learn something interesting from this.
Spike however, was done. "Right, how long till this actually starts?"
Adam felt Squishy poke. "About an hour and twenty minutes."
The dragon nodded before heading to the stairs leading up from the basement. "Then I am going upstairs for some orange juice. I'll be back in an hour. Call me if you need anything, Twilight."
Her orbitals twisted. "Thanks Spike! Adam, you moved too much, push the 34th crystal more left... no clockwise left. I think?"
Spike sighed as he climbed up the stairs to the ground floor. Twilight and research had to run its course, no point in trying to get a meaningful conversation before that.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Luna groaned. "It is NOT funny, sun-butt. It took hours to calm down afterwards."
Celestia giggled, nearly dropping her fork into her cake. "You LIVED in that forest for so long, how did you NOT notice the effect of all that purified magic!? That was basically raw sensuality. And even his smaller form just generates the good stuff."
Luna blushed, turning away from the white and gold sibling. "We noticed, we just thought we had better self-control."
Celestia grinned, an illusion glowing to the right of her throne. "Clearly. Why, the two of you on that soft couch, cuddling the night away..."
The blast of dark magic forcing the blackmail material away just made her nuisance of a family member giggle harder. "We can't believe ye saw that." Just... so embarrassing.
Her sister's rainbow mane settled as she forced her laughter back. "Sorry Luna, but something in that area had been setting my nerves on edge even before you found the little ones. I just didn't expect your new acquaintance to be so powerful. And magical."
Luna blushed. "His voice was alright."
Celestia laughed harder. "He was pure stallion and hot cider! I'd have him do all my court announcements. Make those nobles fidget like school mares."
WHY!? And now his voice was stuck in her head again. Not like it left. "Sun-butt, stop."
Celestia hummed. "I've never considered herding seriously, but if his lifespan is as long as his..."
Luna hurled her cake at the fiend. How was SHE, Princess Celestia considered the 'pure and chaste' sister!? "He is a Timberwolf! They don't HAVE anything!"
Celestia's telekinesis didn't let a crumb drop as she captured the new tasty cake treat her sister so callously let escape. "So... you checked?"
Luna prepared to leave breakfast with what dignity she could scavenge. "We had a chaste conversation. And we might visit again. To talk. Not everything is about mating."
Her dignity stumbled a bit on the way out, Celestia's voice chirping. "I'm sure as a wood being he could... grow to the occasion."
The guards, like always, ignored it all.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam was near bored to tears AND forced to remain stationary.
For a world with little to no need for wires or probes, Twilight had managed to find WAY too many.
One sneeze could set her back thirty minutes easily. He didn't even want to risk talking loudly at this point. And wasn't Spike supposed to come back?
Twilight was checking her outputs. "Alright we have a basic set up, enough for some early results. The timer says you still need three minutes or so?"
Adam... well. Blinked. Sort of. It was enough.
She nodded. "Alright, go ahead."
FINALLY! He peeked inside at Squishy, already in his MLP soul and ready to go.
'Alright, we need communication first. No point in trying to do magical tests if we can't understand what exactly we are supposed to do, no point in risking ideas if we can't follow basic examples. Squishy, lets go!'
"Communication."
...
Uh.
Adam mentally glanced at Squishy. Who seemed... less than impressed. 'What?'
Poke.
Huh. Like his old power 'Search', he COULD go for 'Communication' or 'Speaking' or 'Writing', etc. But it would not match well with this world or his current soul. It was not wide enough in scope, and would have to combine with other abilities later to stabilize... which was a waste.
'Well fine. What do you suggest then?'
Poke.
Huh. The 'Tree of Harmony' had come up before, and may even be related to some part of this realms creation mythos. It existed before this kingdom's history after all. And theme wise, it would work well with the 'Growth' power he had already gained. This whole reality was plant focused anyway...
It still felt childish.
"Harmony."
The world pulsed green for a moment.
'Recovery' was activated by Squishy even as his mind felt a connection with Twilight... and Spike... and that owl... and the tree? Was that a mail pony!?
It just... kept expanding. Raw information was being shoved into his brain, even as 'Recovery' ensured no damage stayed long enough to be noticed. And the further away, the less specific it became.
Twilight, right next to him, was expelling data for his power to absorb.
It wasn't a memory scan or even a brain scan, it was like his soul had knocked on her door and asked for a cup of sugar. All the data was being provided by her to him via choice. Subconscious choice, anyway.
So no memories or whatever, but every being in his range was acting like a database. One that only gave what the owner was comfortable with. The further the range, the less detailed the responses.
And Twilight wanted to know all KINDS of things. Her soul was equally generous when his exposed the holes in his abilities and information.
Eyes glowing blue flames, he felt his body shifting with 'Recovery' to a less powerful but far more expressive form. A tail of blue vines, his face rebuilt from scratch with far finer and precise pieces, his ears more agile and more flexible.
For each strength forfeited his ability to convey meaning through glances or slight body shifting grew. Like a non-battle mode.
His glance at Twilight showed her wide eyes watching him. "Uh... so can I move now?"
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Oh Celestia, his voice was even MORE smexy. WHY!? The other worldly thrumming was now directly vibrating her bones, like a massage on the inside. How was THIS going to help communication!?
Well... it would help a certain TYPE of communication. And he would make one Tartarus of a singer. For adults only. No pony should hear him unless they were old enough to be seduced by the sounds of scrumptious.
Wait. "What?"
And now his body was rippling with what looked to be muscles. More of those glowing blue vines, even if they were acting like a body builder's pride. The changes over all were not vast, but each one emphasize something or implied certain shapes. She had seen colts dedicate their lives and fail to look so firm and... uh. "S... Sorry, what?"
His speech was just toying with her now. "I said, can I move?"
Mmm, you can move right on over... uh. "Right." Deep, calming breath. Waves. The beach. A Forest.
Good.
"Right, sorry. Those results take a few minutes to process and I needed to focus." She absently waved at the recording devices that had finished several minutes ago.
But she wasn't going to admit to ANYTHING.
Twilight also checked the video devices. Suddenly the decision to record with high definition had jumped up to the 'Best Ideas' scoreboard. "Just... don't move much as I remove each sensor." Mmm. "Can you flex this area? Need to make sure the attachments didn't damage anything."
Better back up these videos for science.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
As Twilight did whatever magic-science-who-knows stuff, Adam sighed and tried to be as cooperative as possible. 'Harmony' was still pouring in information from all kinds of places, but he had swapped 'Recovery' to 'Research' because after a certain point Twilight's soul was making more and more minor body adjustments to himself. Something about helping to encourage 'Harmonization' or whatever.
This was taking time though, and at one point she had him get splashed with water to record... something? The absorption rate of light and liquid with his new form, or some such. This was a really thorough exam.
Point was, this was taking time and even with the various poses required for the baseline recordings, he felt his patience reaching an end point. At least three of those flexes had been duplicates, he was sure of it.
So Adam mentally connected to Mai and began checking the damage. From her report, at some point the Apple family had rounded up the guests and sent them home. Thankfully Mai was handling the cleaning, because those ponies knew how to party hard. Real hard. The mess was both impressive and gooey. At least the records showed the kids were kept separate from the various... activities.
With less to do, Mai was focusing on the samples that Applejack allowed her to eat of the family Orchard. She was now growing more variety of apples from her back as the giant plant umbrella of conversion soaked up the sunlight, and trying to modify the various plants in interesting ways. Apples that tasted like blueberries, for example.
The arguments between Mai and Adam about what types of plants to grow and how many species should be shifted around kept him entertained as he absently followed Twilight's ongoing directions... wait.
He focused on the blushing purple pony. "Twilight, I KNOW that is a stripper pole."
Her eyes were full of innocence. "Uh. Science pole?"
This wasn't an hentai universe, was it?
Worm had... big villains. Really big. From low level thugs up to conceptual bosses, and with powers that made secrets near impossible and probability worthless.
Here? Many of the biggest threats were due to philosophical issues. Or even training opportunities for Twilight and her friends.
So the feeling of being open and honest about his situation with someone else, even a magical purple pony, was soul cleansing. Soothing.
At this point, he was surrounded by magical arrays, some tools he had never seen before, and an enthusiastic pony helped by a bored young dragon.
Spike grumbled. "It just isn't interesting after the first hour or so. And you both said he can't use his power for a while still!"
Twilight scoffed, three dozen objects being arranged. "Getting background readings and baseline statistics is an important part of every endeavor. Also, I need genetic profiles." She glanced at the stone portions of Adam's body. "Well... the parts that HAVE genetics."
They had finished scanning all the books locally available hours ago, but she had more at the castle. These were duplicates of her personal library for 'light' reading brought with her when she moved into town.
Adam carefully looked in her direction, the wires and crystals shifting slightly. After learning about his 'Power Charges', she had been deeply interested in scanning the process... and so had he.
Any attempts at using Worm technology or tinkertech had failed at capturing anything, but this realm was ruled by emotions and power. A different section of reality was recorded with the local tools, and hopefully he and Squishy could learn something interesting from this.
Spike however, was done. "Right, how long till this actually starts?"
Adam felt Squishy poke. "About an hour and twenty minutes."
The dragon nodded before heading to the stairs leading up from the basement. "Then I am going upstairs for some orange juice. I'll be back in an hour. Call me if you need anything, Twilight."
Her orbitals twisted. "Thanks Spike! Adam, you moved too much, push the 34th crystal more left... no clockwise left. I think?"
Spike sighed as he climbed up the stairs to the ground floor. Twilight and research had to run its course, no point in trying to get a meaningful conversation before that.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Luna groaned. "It is NOT funny, sun-butt. It took hours to calm down afterwards."
Celestia giggled, nearly dropping her fork into her cake. "You LIVED in that forest for so long, how did you NOT notice the effect of all that purified magic!? That was basically raw sensuality. And even his smaller form just generates the good stuff."
Luna blushed, turning away from the white and gold sibling. "We noticed, we just thought we had better self-control."
Celestia grinned, an illusion glowing to the right of her throne. "Clearly. Why, the two of you on that soft couch, cuddling the night away..."
The blast of dark magic forcing the blackmail material away just made her nuisance of a family member giggle harder. "We can't believe ye saw that." Just... so embarrassing.
Her sister's rainbow mane settled as she forced her laughter back. "Sorry Luna, but something in that area had been setting my nerves on edge even before you found the little ones. I just didn't expect your new acquaintance to be so powerful. And magical."
Luna blushed. "His voice was alright."
Celestia laughed harder. "He was pure stallion and hot cider! I'd have him do all my court announcements. Make those nobles fidget like school mares."
WHY!? And now his voice was stuck in her head again. Not like it left. "Sun-butt, stop."
Celestia hummed. "I've never considered herding seriously, but if his lifespan is as long as his..."
Luna hurled her cake at the fiend. How was SHE, Princess Celestia considered the 'pure and chaste' sister!? "He is a Timberwolf! They don't HAVE anything!"
Celestia's telekinesis didn't let a crumb drop as she captured the new tasty cake treat her sister so callously let escape. "So... you checked?"
Luna prepared to leave breakfast with what dignity she could scavenge. "We had a chaste conversation. And we might visit again. To talk. Not everything is about mating."
Her dignity stumbled a bit on the way out, Celestia's voice chirping. "I'm sure as a wood being he could... grow to the occasion."
The guards, like always, ignored it all.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam was near bored to tears AND forced to remain stationary.
For a world with little to no need for wires or probes, Twilight had managed to find WAY too many.
One sneeze could set her back thirty minutes easily. He didn't even want to risk talking loudly at this point. And wasn't Spike supposed to come back?
Twilight was checking her outputs. "Alright we have a basic set up, enough for some early results. The timer says you still need three minutes or so?"
Adam... well. Blinked. Sort of. It was enough.
She nodded. "Alright, go ahead."
FINALLY! He peeked inside at Squishy, already in his MLP soul and ready to go.
'Alright, we need communication first. No point in trying to do magical tests if we can't understand what exactly we are supposed to do, no point in risking ideas if we can't follow basic examples. Squishy, lets go!'
"Communication."
...
Uh.
Adam mentally glanced at Squishy. Who seemed... less than impressed. 'What?'
Poke.
Huh. Like his old power 'Search', he COULD go for 'Communication' or 'Speaking' or 'Writing', etc. But it would not match well with this world or his current soul. It was not wide enough in scope, and would have to combine with other abilities later to stabilize... which was a waste.
'Well fine. What do you suggest then?'
Poke.
Huh. The 'Tree of Harmony' had come up before, and may even be related to some part of this realms creation mythos. It existed before this kingdom's history after all. And theme wise, it would work well with the 'Growth' power he had already gained. This whole reality was plant focused anyway...
It still felt childish.
"Harmony."
The world pulsed green for a moment.
'Recovery' was activated by Squishy even as his mind felt a connection with Twilight... and Spike... and that owl... and the tree? Was that a mail pony!?
It just... kept expanding. Raw information was being shoved into his brain, even as 'Recovery' ensured no damage stayed long enough to be noticed. And the further away, the less specific it became.
Twilight, right next to him, was expelling data for his power to absorb.
It wasn't a memory scan or even a brain scan, it was like his soul had knocked on her door and asked for a cup of sugar. All the data was being provided by her to him via choice. Subconscious choice, anyway.
So no memories or whatever, but every being in his range was acting like a database. One that only gave what the owner was comfortable with. The further the range, the less detailed the responses.
And Twilight wanted to know all KINDS of things. Her soul was equally generous when his exposed the holes in his abilities and information.
Eyes glowing blue flames, he felt his body shifting with 'Recovery' to a less powerful but far more expressive form. A tail of blue vines, his face rebuilt from scratch with far finer and precise pieces, his ears more agile and more flexible.
For each strength forfeited his ability to convey meaning through glances or slight body shifting grew. Like a non-battle mode.
His glance at Twilight showed her wide eyes watching him. "Uh... so can I move now?"
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Oh Celestia, his voice was even MORE smexy. WHY!? The other worldly thrumming was now directly vibrating her bones, like a massage on the inside. How was THIS going to help communication!?
Well... it would help a certain TYPE of communication. And he would make one Tartarus of a singer. For adults only. No pony should hear him unless they were old enough to be seduced by the sounds of scrumptious.
Wait. "What?"
And now his body was rippling with what looked to be muscles. More of those glowing blue vines, even if they were acting like a body builder's pride. The changes over all were not vast, but each one emphasize something or implied certain shapes. She had seen colts dedicate their lives and fail to look so firm and... uh. "S... Sorry, what?"
His speech was just toying with her now. "I said, can I move?"
Mmm, you can move right on over... uh. "Right." Deep, calming breath. Waves. The beach. A Forest.
Good.
"Right, sorry. Those results take a few minutes to process and I needed to focus." She absently waved at the recording devices that had finished several minutes ago.
But she wasn't going to admit to ANYTHING.
Twilight also checked the video devices. Suddenly the decision to record with high definition had jumped up to the 'Best Ideas' scoreboard. "Just... don't move much as I remove each sensor." Mmm. "Can you flex this area? Need to make sure the attachments didn't damage anything."
Better back up these videos for science.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
As Twilight did whatever magic-science-who-knows stuff, Adam sighed and tried to be as cooperative as possible. 'Harmony' was still pouring in information from all kinds of places, but he had swapped 'Recovery' to 'Research' because after a certain point Twilight's soul was making more and more minor body adjustments to himself. Something about helping to encourage 'Harmonization' or whatever.
This was taking time though, and at one point she had him get splashed with water to record... something? The absorption rate of light and liquid with his new form, or some such. This was a really thorough exam.
Point was, this was taking time and even with the various poses required for the baseline recordings, he felt his patience reaching an end point. At least three of those flexes had been duplicates, he was sure of it.
So Adam mentally connected to Mai and began checking the damage. From her report, at some point the Apple family had rounded up the guests and sent them home. Thankfully Mai was handling the cleaning, because those ponies knew how to party hard. Real hard. The mess was both impressive and gooey. At least the records showed the kids were kept separate from the various... activities.
With less to do, Mai was focusing on the samples that Applejack allowed her to eat of the family Orchard. She was now growing more variety of apples from her back as the giant plant umbrella of conversion soaked up the sunlight, and trying to modify the various plants in interesting ways. Apples that tasted like blueberries, for example.
The arguments between Mai and Adam about what types of plants to grow and how many species should be shifted around kept him entertained as he absently followed Twilight's ongoing directions... wait.
He focused on the blushing purple pony. "Twilight, I KNOW that is a stripper pole."
Her eyes were full of innocence. "Uh. Science pole?"
This wasn't an hentai universe, was it?
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Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
That's a loaded question.
Uh. Phrasing.
Would it be bad if it was?
You already have a narwhal, why not a pony? XD
- Location
- florida
You know, as much as this seems like an odd jump...
It is the logical stepping stone to a general broad "wholeness/rightness/order" conceptual power.
- Location
- Australia
As Celestia said; herding. Aka Pony Harems. XD
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
I meant the species divide.
You know someone's gonna throw the f-word. You know... It rhymes with flurry...
- Location
- Here
You know, I had to actually tone it down a couple of notches. As is, it was more saucy than I expected when I wrote it up.
Also, I am looking forward to Narwhal hearing his new voice. It isn't a master effect, but it may be a 'Call me Master' one.
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
You really need to be on QQ. Seriously.
- Location
- Scotland
I think you might have meant telekinesis here.
*keeps chuckling*
- Location
- Barquisimeto
Well, purple pony has lots of things that she can share with Luna to get good will. It will be really funny the reactions towards the tribute.
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