- Location
- Saipan
There's a big chance Adam will have to fend off multiple scores of women if he does that, so... carry on. It'll prove to be hilarious.
Broken Adventure
- Thread starter theaceoffire
- Start date
- Crossover
- Status
- Location
- Bosnia
Or maybe 'Call me anytime' one.
Heartbreaker 2.0, with actual heart and no breaking, guaranteed.
Jonn Wolfe
(Verified Sarcastic) (Not a Wolf)
- Location
- Beyond Sanity Since 1971
So, he's become the Barry White of the Ponyverse?
Oh, these new emotes suck.
There. That's better.
There. That's better.
- Location
- Australia
It's been ages since I've heard of Barry White, so I had to look him up. I agree, he sounds like to perfect voice.
- Location
- Italy
lol he is the equivalent of the hot ditzy blonde and he doesn't even realize!
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
It is normal... From a certain point of view...
This is the internet, you know?
- Location
- Australia
The MC's natural state is essentially some kind of elder thing, such as a Shoggoth, who packed himself into a human form in order to conform to the local reality to stop himself haemorrhaging his existence while he healed, and then said healing accidentallied his memory of being a Shoggoth.
Aside from this I'm pretty sure if he went to pokemon he'd have something like a 50/50 chance of manifesting as a Ditto, so having 'him' have inhuman drives is more or less to be expected, and the trick is to remember that for all he now thinks he is, the MC is not human, and even his categorisation as a male (at this point) is only a matter of (his) self-perception.
The discomfort on your part is more or less a semi-intended effect in this case, intended to have you relate to the MC, who's adopted human sensibilities are clashing with with his more alien aspects. On our side of things it's more a case of reading a fic about the MC flirting with a cute girl, then suddenly, 'oh Sh#t, it's a PONY!' leading to a (minor? maybe it depends on how removed you keep yourself while reading?) mindscrew as you try and reconcile your previous interpretation of the prior yadda-yadda hundred words, with the newly-remembered information. From the MC's perspective, it's pretty similar, with his new-found lack of human physiology removing the biological programming that would prevent him from subconsciously flirting with them due to compatible personalities, leading to a situation where he gets talking to them in a semi-intimate/personal setting, with things moving along fine right up to the point where something shifts his perspective back to a more general view of things, resulting in the aforementioned 'She's not a woman, she's a
The end result is that here you/the MC, are going about your day, and then suddenly, mid conversation, you find yourself slapped upside the head by a dead fish. What's worse for the MC however, is that since they lack the biological mechanisms to result in a standard 'ow' response, they instead find it interesting, eventually beginning to LIKE it due to it being a break from their routine, in spite of their subconscious creeping horror at doing so, as even that horror has been suppressed due to their 'recovery' viewing the loss of equilibrium as something to 'recover' from.
Personally, I'm waiting for them to develop a shard to define and codify their tastes regarding such things sometime in the future, and am expecting a great many coyote-ugly introspective moments.
Edit: Like, seriously, if this plays out like that it'll be noodle-incidents for days.
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Aftershocks.
- Location
- Here
Applejack snorted. "Look Rainbow Dash, having Scootaloo keep Mai here would be BLESSING, not a favor."
She pointed her hoof at the northern acre. "That clubhouse may have eaten a dozen or so apple trees, but even without the new ones growing on top of her the cleansed magic being released has made all our farm produce way above expectations."
She tapped a wooden bucket. "See? Each apple already is larger, maybe three percent growth or more. That just be today alone, no idea how much improvement we will see at the end of the season. Flavor is richer too."
Rainbow Dash looked over the fields of fruit trees. The red orbs of apples were near glowing the closer a pony got to the northern edge of the farm. "Right, but... still. Thanks for helping Scoots out. Her parents aren't around much, and I can only do so much. My house is on clouds after all, I can't exactly keep a mountain up there."
Applejack chuckled. "Shucks, twernt nothing. Ah may not the 'Element of Generosity' like Rarity, but I believe that helping a friend is just the right thing to do." She glanced at the flourishing fields. "That said, having a bountiful harvest ain't hurtin us neither. Granny Smith said Scootaloo could keep her house here anytime."
The floating Pegasus watched another couple stumble out of the 'Club House'. "Hmm. If it stays this popular a hot spot, you may want to charge admission. Better than the nightclubs in Manehattan."
Applejack winced, dusting off her cowgirl hat. "Ah. Yeah. Had a conversation with Mai about that. Didn't want any of the fillies stumbling on something mature."
She ignored Rainbow Dash's sly look. "Before or after that party? Cause I don't remember any complaints at the time."
Ignore. "Welp, better get back to the harvest."
She ignored Rainbow's sniggers as she went back to work.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam got out of the basement (Sex dungeon?) with his pony/wolf virginity intact, though Twilight stayed down for 'documentation' reasons. When he got up to the living room, he found Spike with gem fragments on his lips, asleep on the couch.
Well, at least the kid hadn't wandered in on the 'Twilight Photo Shoot Hour' downstairs. It was awkward enough without a child asking pointed questions while he was distracted by raw power, a sentient house/sex party, and a purple magic unicorn pushing him into sexy poses.
Squishy was having fun. His Worm soul was a fishbowl, but now his MLP soul resembled a hollow glass tree. Crystal? Maybe solid magic.
Anyway, he was leaving 'Research' and 'Harmony' active for now. And it was glorious.
Initially, he expected something that would translate for him, or allow rapid learning of new words or texts.
What he got was SO much more.
Now 'Harmony' helped not only translate the raw text or words, but also created explanations and parallels for more abstract information. Parables, metaphors, poetry, social stories, local references, even internet memes... all of it was not only explained via the social power but relationships and equivalents to his OWN information were added.
Now, given enough time, 'Harmony' allowed his body to flinch the right way, to strut in certain patterns, to tilt the head just enough... to show the body language of a native, with the know how to back it up.
The data being recorded was absurd. Even now, Golden Garden was running a stupid amount of indexing programs to make that raw text usable by other powers or needs.
Stepping out of the Library Tree, he took a deep breath. His new body was... more flexible. He had something similar to real lungs now, ones with fine mold that absorbed carbon dioxide. Just breathing would clean the air, all impurities absorbed by his power and cleansed.
A glance in the window he passed back towards town center showed his new form was a black body of power with bright blue vines acting as patterned muscle fibers. Fluffy blue moss was glowing like a blanket over his back, his tail was 'fluffy' vines of a thin size, and his eyes glowed with blue glass covered fire.
He blinked. Also, he was gently breathing blue smoke. Not a lot, just soft puffs... but between his white wooden teeth (fangs?) a blue mist was floating away.
Huh. Hopefully that wasn't poison or something stupid like that. Twilight would have said something about him generating dangerous chemicals right? Unless the perversion set her off track.
It was probably fine.
Adam moved in the direction he could feel Mai. It would be a good idea to get some goods from her to sell for some local currency. Maybe sell some stuff to Applejack and the other Apple family members.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Scootaloo grumbled. "I. Am. Fine."
Granny Smith blinked. "Ehh? Ah don't pay no fines. Now get back in the corner with Apple Bloom. You both are too thin. Have some apple soup."
Apple Bloom groaned, blushing with embarrassment. She just KNEW Granny Smith was playing up the whole 'I am too old to care' routine to force them both into being 'mothered'. "Thank you Granny."
Scootaloo looked at the third bowl of thick soup. At least it wasn't any more apple stew. "I can't stand it, Granny Smith I don't need any more food! I am all better, Adam healed me and I am full and..."
Granny gave a slow look, full of quirky grandma vibes and good old style home livin.
Scootaloo slumped. "Thank you Granny."
At least it tasted good.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam sighed.
The show, what he could remember of it, did NOT give a correct sense of scale.
This walk was taking forever!
There had been a whole episode about Big Mac having health problems (Sick or something), and how Applejack had to take up the slack to harvest the apples alone. Her pride prevented her from relying on friends, and the whole thing showed her struggling to handle both her work load and her friend related responsibilities.
Tons of work alone had only handled a few sections of the farm, her sleep deprivation forcing her to admit to having personal faults and ask for assistance.
Looking at the miles of apple farm he had passed so far ALONE, accomplishing the amount shown on the show had been a work of talent and stubbornness unheard of!
This place was... VERY big. And it may be his wooden nature, but the smells of all those fruit trees was making him feel more than a bit nommish.
He felt his moss quiver under the direct sunlight. Some part of his 'Conversion' was working very well with this form, as 'Recovery' had made his leafy parts VERY efficient when it came to delicious sunshine. Even so, the temptation to eat a few apples (Or apple trees) was still there.
At least the magic wasn't running rampant now. Being close to so many plants in this magical world with 'Harmony' activated had shown 'Recovery' the changes needed to handle wild magic without making his IQ drop or his libido run off.
Though... his body producing refined, purified magic was basically acting as a low level aphrodisiac to anything remotely interested in him.
Somehow, he could feel Narwhal leering at the situation. Didn't she write adult fiction about something similar?
He paused.
Had his power sent him here BECAUSE she would be into this? His power WAS based on a being that loved trolling his victims in various ways. Sending a man to his girlfriends fetish would fall neatly into that.
Then again, Narwhal had listed so many turn-on's that it was almost confusing.
He sighed, a blue fog drifting from his fangs as he moved onward. Squishy was still bouncing 'Recovery' and 'Research' back and forth as new advances in his wolven form were discovered, but she would likely tell him if one of his powers was trying to turn Adam into Narwhal's secret fantasy.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Sweetie Belle sighed as Rarity continued to fuss. "I'm fine, we're fine. It has been forever since we were even in danger!"
Rarity frowned. "But it is just so savage in those woods! Yes, there are some good ponies and creatures and so such that spend time in the wilderness, but it is hard enough to survive, much less be fashionable!" She carefully ran a comb through Sweetie's mane, ensuring no twigs were there.
For the third time.
Sweetie Belle tried to maneuver closer to the door again. "But we had Burnie! Or Adam. Whatever his name is."
The larger pony sighed, her purple mane wafting over her white fur. Her hooves wrapped the filly in a warm hug. "Darling, I worry. I worried so much! And... and I was so busy, so focused on doing my best to represent my brand and my lifetime of hard work that I ignored you, family."
She nuzzled Sweetie Belle, speaking softly. "I was afraid. That you and your friends had not only fallen into danger... but that I, through careless words, had cast you into it myself. That I could have hurt you through my inattention. I'm so, so sorry."
Sweetie Belle wiggled, embarrassed from the raw emotion in that voice. "But... it was fine! And... and you did nothing wrong. We should have told somepony what was going on."
Rarity held back tears. "I'm still going to punish you for your actions. Not because you did something terrible, but because you did something thoughtless. And darling, I'm going to also change some things because of my own thoughtless actions. In the future, I hope you will remember how our own lack of foresight almost made me lose my favorite little sister forever."
That was unfair. Sweetie Belle felt her own eyes tear up. "Alright, big sis."
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
WHY IS THIS FARM SO HUGE!?
Seriously, this wasn't just a few city blocks. Did he just accidentally go the wrong way? Was there a gate closer to town that was on a different street!?
This implied that Big Mac was traveling literally dozens of miles every day just to get these stupid apples to market, never mind the stupid distance one would have to travel to harvest all those trees Adam was passing!
Then again, there wasn't many types of food out there in this world. Corn, wheat, apples of course, fish... maybe? The Griffon nation were meat eaters, so... yuck.
And there was milking cows... wait, did cows talk here? Or was that just part of the underground perversion he kept running into? Huh. Eggs were eaten too, unfertilized likely. Even if chickens DIDN'T speak here, Fluttershy COULD speak to them... and that must be a strange conversation.
Anyway, fruit was normally not the biggest seller in a kingdom back on earth, but here with a land of herbivores maybe the situation was different. It would explain why such a large property was dedicated to what seemed to be a single produce.
Finally a gate showed up! It even had a path leading to what looked to be the actual farm!
Things were finally looking up! He moved with good humor to knock at the door.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Granny Smith squinted her eyes at Adam. "Yer not the delivery foal."
He blinked. "No? I am Adam. I'm with Mai, the club house out back. Apple Bloom and the others should have mentioned me?"
She... seemed to have drifted off? Ah. Might be the voice again.
She frowned. "I said we don't have pidgin fees."
Never mind. Old age. "That's... nice?"
The old pony somehow gripped his shoulder and dragged him inside. He could see Apple Bloom and Scootaloo in a far corner wearing cute little bibs and staring at the incoming wolf. "Uh."
Granny moved slowly towards what seemed to be a kitchen. "Young colt, you are too thin. Have you eaten yet?"
Adam watched the two little fillies in the corner frantically shaking their heads. "No?"
He blinked as the two stopped gesturing and face-hoofed.
Granny Smith seemed to have suddenly gained perfect hearing skills. "Ah thought not, young people don't take care of themselves. You sit on down and have a slice of pie."
He didn't even remember sitting down. What the heck!?
She pointed her hoof at the northern acre. "That clubhouse may have eaten a dozen or so apple trees, but even without the new ones growing on top of her the cleansed magic being released has made all our farm produce way above expectations."
She tapped a wooden bucket. "See? Each apple already is larger, maybe three percent growth or more. That just be today alone, no idea how much improvement we will see at the end of the season. Flavor is richer too."
Rainbow Dash looked over the fields of fruit trees. The red orbs of apples were near glowing the closer a pony got to the northern edge of the farm. "Right, but... still. Thanks for helping Scoots out. Her parents aren't around much, and I can only do so much. My house is on clouds after all, I can't exactly keep a mountain up there."
Applejack chuckled. "Shucks, twernt nothing. Ah may not the 'Element of Generosity' like Rarity, but I believe that helping a friend is just the right thing to do." She glanced at the flourishing fields. "That said, having a bountiful harvest ain't hurtin us neither. Granny Smith said Scootaloo could keep her house here anytime."
The floating Pegasus watched another couple stumble out of the 'Club House'. "Hmm. If it stays this popular a hot spot, you may want to charge admission. Better than the nightclubs in Manehattan."
Applejack winced, dusting off her cowgirl hat. "Ah. Yeah. Had a conversation with Mai about that. Didn't want any of the fillies stumbling on something mature."
She ignored Rainbow Dash's sly look. "Before or after that party? Cause I don't remember any complaints at the time."
Ignore. "Welp, better get back to the harvest."
She ignored Rainbow's sniggers as she went back to work.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam got out of the basement (Sex dungeon?) with his pony/wolf virginity intact, though Twilight stayed down for 'documentation' reasons. When he got up to the living room, he found Spike with gem fragments on his lips, asleep on the couch.
Well, at least the kid hadn't wandered in on the 'Twilight Photo Shoot Hour' downstairs. It was awkward enough without a child asking pointed questions while he was distracted by raw power, a sentient house/sex party, and a purple magic unicorn pushing him into sexy poses.
Squishy was having fun. His Worm soul was a fishbowl, but now his MLP soul resembled a hollow glass tree. Crystal? Maybe solid magic.
Anyway, he was leaving 'Research' and 'Harmony' active for now. And it was glorious.
Initially, he expected something that would translate for him, or allow rapid learning of new words or texts.
What he got was SO much more.
Now 'Harmony' helped not only translate the raw text or words, but also created explanations and parallels for more abstract information. Parables, metaphors, poetry, social stories, local references, even internet memes... all of it was not only explained via the social power but relationships and equivalents to his OWN information were added.
Now, given enough time, 'Harmony' allowed his body to flinch the right way, to strut in certain patterns, to tilt the head just enough... to show the body language of a native, with the know how to back it up.
The data being recorded was absurd. Even now, Golden Garden was running a stupid amount of indexing programs to make that raw text usable by other powers or needs.
Stepping out of the Library Tree, he took a deep breath. His new body was... more flexible. He had something similar to real lungs now, ones with fine mold that absorbed carbon dioxide. Just breathing would clean the air, all impurities absorbed by his power and cleansed.
A glance in the window he passed back towards town center showed his new form was a black body of power with bright blue vines acting as patterned muscle fibers. Fluffy blue moss was glowing like a blanket over his back, his tail was 'fluffy' vines of a thin size, and his eyes glowed with blue glass covered fire.
He blinked. Also, he was gently breathing blue smoke. Not a lot, just soft puffs... but between his white wooden teeth (fangs?) a blue mist was floating away.
Huh. Hopefully that wasn't poison or something stupid like that. Twilight would have said something about him generating dangerous chemicals right? Unless the perversion set her off track.
It was probably fine.
Adam moved in the direction he could feel Mai. It would be a good idea to get some goods from her to sell for some local currency. Maybe sell some stuff to Applejack and the other Apple family members.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Scootaloo grumbled. "I. Am. Fine."
Granny Smith blinked. "Ehh? Ah don't pay no fines. Now get back in the corner with Apple Bloom. You both are too thin. Have some apple soup."
Apple Bloom groaned, blushing with embarrassment. She just KNEW Granny Smith was playing up the whole 'I am too old to care' routine to force them both into being 'mothered'. "Thank you Granny."
Scootaloo looked at the third bowl of thick soup. At least it wasn't any more apple stew. "I can't stand it, Granny Smith I don't need any more food! I am all better, Adam healed me and I am full and..."
Granny gave a slow look, full of quirky grandma vibes and good old style home livin.
Scootaloo slumped. "Thank you Granny."
At least it tasted good.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam sighed.
The show, what he could remember of it, did NOT give a correct sense of scale.
This walk was taking forever!
There had been a whole episode about Big Mac having health problems (Sick or something), and how Applejack had to take up the slack to harvest the apples alone. Her pride prevented her from relying on friends, and the whole thing showed her struggling to handle both her work load and her friend related responsibilities.
Tons of work alone had only handled a few sections of the farm, her sleep deprivation forcing her to admit to having personal faults and ask for assistance.
Looking at the miles of apple farm he had passed so far ALONE, accomplishing the amount shown on the show had been a work of talent and stubbornness unheard of!
This place was... VERY big. And it may be his wooden nature, but the smells of all those fruit trees was making him feel more than a bit nommish.
He felt his moss quiver under the direct sunlight. Some part of his 'Conversion' was working very well with this form, as 'Recovery' had made his leafy parts VERY efficient when it came to delicious sunshine. Even so, the temptation to eat a few apples (Or apple trees) was still there.
At least the magic wasn't running rampant now. Being close to so many plants in this magical world with 'Harmony' activated had shown 'Recovery' the changes needed to handle wild magic without making his IQ drop or his libido run off.
Though... his body producing refined, purified magic was basically acting as a low level aphrodisiac to anything remotely interested in him.
Somehow, he could feel Narwhal leering at the situation. Didn't she write adult fiction about something similar?
He paused.
Had his power sent him here BECAUSE she would be into this? His power WAS based on a being that loved trolling his victims in various ways. Sending a man to his girlfriends fetish would fall neatly into that.
Then again, Narwhal had listed so many turn-on's that it was almost confusing.
He sighed, a blue fog drifting from his fangs as he moved onward. Squishy was still bouncing 'Recovery' and 'Research' back and forth as new advances in his wolven form were discovered, but she would likely tell him if one of his powers was trying to turn Adam into Narwhal's secret fantasy.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Sweetie Belle sighed as Rarity continued to fuss. "I'm fine, we're fine. It has been forever since we were even in danger!"
Rarity frowned. "But it is just so savage in those woods! Yes, there are some good ponies and creatures and so such that spend time in the wilderness, but it is hard enough to survive, much less be fashionable!" She carefully ran a comb through Sweetie's mane, ensuring no twigs were there.
For the third time.
Sweetie Belle tried to maneuver closer to the door again. "But we had Burnie! Or Adam. Whatever his name is."
The larger pony sighed, her purple mane wafting over her white fur. Her hooves wrapped the filly in a warm hug. "Darling, I worry. I worried so much! And... and I was so busy, so focused on doing my best to represent my brand and my lifetime of hard work that I ignored you, family."
She nuzzled Sweetie Belle, speaking softly. "I was afraid. That you and your friends had not only fallen into danger... but that I, through careless words, had cast you into it myself. That I could have hurt you through my inattention. I'm so, so sorry."
Sweetie Belle wiggled, embarrassed from the raw emotion in that voice. "But... it was fine! And... and you did nothing wrong. We should have told somepony what was going on."
Rarity held back tears. "I'm still going to punish you for your actions. Not because you did something terrible, but because you did something thoughtless. And darling, I'm going to also change some things because of my own thoughtless actions. In the future, I hope you will remember how our own lack of foresight almost made me lose my favorite little sister forever."
That was unfair. Sweetie Belle felt her own eyes tear up. "Alright, big sis."
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
WHY IS THIS FARM SO HUGE!?
Seriously, this wasn't just a few city blocks. Did he just accidentally go the wrong way? Was there a gate closer to town that was on a different street!?
This implied that Big Mac was traveling literally dozens of miles every day just to get these stupid apples to market, never mind the stupid distance one would have to travel to harvest all those trees Adam was passing!
Then again, there wasn't many types of food out there in this world. Corn, wheat, apples of course, fish... maybe? The Griffon nation were meat eaters, so... yuck.
And there was milking cows... wait, did cows talk here? Or was that just part of the underground perversion he kept running into? Huh. Eggs were eaten too, unfertilized likely. Even if chickens DIDN'T speak here, Fluttershy COULD speak to them... and that must be a strange conversation.
Anyway, fruit was normally not the biggest seller in a kingdom back on earth, but here with a land of herbivores maybe the situation was different. It would explain why such a large property was dedicated to what seemed to be a single produce.
Finally a gate showed up! It even had a path leading to what looked to be the actual farm!
Things were finally looking up! He moved with good humor to knock at the door.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Granny Smith squinted her eyes at Adam. "Yer not the delivery foal."
He blinked. "No? I am Adam. I'm with Mai, the club house out back. Apple Bloom and the others should have mentioned me?"
She... seemed to have drifted off? Ah. Might be the voice again.
She frowned. "I said we don't have pidgin fees."
Never mind. Old age. "That's... nice?"
The old pony somehow gripped his shoulder and dragged him inside. He could see Apple Bloom and Scootaloo in a far corner wearing cute little bibs and staring at the incoming wolf. "Uh."
Granny moved slowly towards what seemed to be a kitchen. "Young colt, you are too thin. Have you eaten yet?"
Adam watched the two little fillies in the corner frantically shaking their heads. "No?"
He blinked as the two stopped gesturing and face-hoofed.
Granny Smith seemed to have suddenly gained perfect hearing skills. "Ah thought not, young people don't take care of themselves. You sit on down and have a slice of pie."
He didn't even remember sitting down. What the heck!?
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- Location
- Barquisimeto
This reminds me of my grandma too, those are superpowers that only old people learn to use.
- Location
- Scotland
The context makes me wonder if this was meant to read 'black' body?
Accent or typo?
'looking up'?
- Location
- Here
*sigh* Typos, my immortal foe. Found a couple others while fixing the ones you showed.
And yeah, there is some flavor in this chapter. Makes typos harder to find.
Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
You know, now that you mention it...
Perhaps you shouldn't grab a few ponies for yourself, but for Narwhal?
Perhaps you shouldn't grab a few ponies for yourself, but for Narwhal?
That's racist.
Jonn Wolfe
(Verified Sarcastic) (Not a Wolf)
- Location
- Beyond Sanity Since 1971
This continues to amuse the buck out of me. 
- Location
- Canada
My lack of reading is absolutely unforgivable.
My only excuse is the forum update somehow reset my notification emails to reside in my junk folder. I had to spend some time tonight rescuing those poor, unfortunate notifications. If you are concerned about a drop in readers / commenters / likes this may be the culprit.Great update and looking forward to more.
Girls of my Dreams.
- Location
- Here
Apple Bundt Cake, Apple Crisp, Apple Fritters, Honey Custard Caramelized Apples, Apple Pie, Apple Scones, Brown Butter Apple Loaf, Baked Apples filled with Spiced Oatmeal and Brown Sugar, Applesauce, Apple Yogurt Cake, Apple Tart, Apple Pie Muffins topped with Streusel, Baked Apple Dumplings, Lemon Glazed Apple Cinnamon Mini Breads, Apple Granola Bars, Apple Cake, Mini Apple Rose Pies, Kale and Apple Soup, Butternut Squash with Apple and Sage Soup, Apple-Cabbage Salad with Cider Vinaigrette, Apple Stew, Apple with Cheddar and Tofu Melts, and more.
Not to mention the drinks, ignoring the alcohol free options like straight Apple Juice or the many berry mixes and so forth, included Apple Cocktails, Apple Crisp, Apple Margarita, Apple Sour... honestly, the list was long and involved vodka, gin, bourbon, scotch, rum, and... well.
Only Adam got the good drinks, but then again the two little ponies had tapped out hours ago. Polite, but stuffed with apple products.
Adam himself had his teeth mutate three times so far. Once to something closer to the original Timberwolf Teeth, then to something close to a set of human options... then full pony/herbivore dentures. To eat the apple products more easily.
This... had been a learning experience.
First, Granny Smith was amazing! By now he had ended up scanning her to see how someone clearly so old could be THIS active with no age related issues.
Turns out that ponies age VERY well. The magic forced any changes to occur in the weakest areas first, so like an old twisted tree that fought through the worst nature could throw her body was a twisted, defiant masterpiece.
He would try to scan more old creatures from this world, as the paths carved in her system by magic and a life dedicated to farm work were art. Pure art.
Secondly, a rich clan history dedicated to a single product, especially one in this world where magic is common and expected, had lead to an ocean of interesting specialty spells.
Preservation and presentation magic was nothing compared to the cooking related spells and charms this old pony could whip out subconsciously.
Those dozens and dozens of dishes? They were not being stored or retrieved, this grandma was cooking in REAL time with magic helping along. Ingredients were soaking in spices, or being dehydrated, or heating internally, or cooling off, or being diced, minced, ground, and more.
Nothing like Twilight's telekinesis was going on here, but every dish was being forced to complete at record paces as magic was taking a natural process and skipping the time needed in the middle by enforcing the results.
Squishy was helping to record everything, and the range of interesting knowledge to gain from this world had expanded by many-fold. This was just the basic information an older pony picked up to feed a large family, NOT a professional chef or magic user.
When she realized that not only was Adam finishing his plates but that he was able to give accurate and in depth reviews of her dishes, Granny Smith had lit up, cooked up a storm, and seemed years younger as she rattled off dozens of long winded stories of the past times she fed the masses.
It was... very nice. A warm homely feeling.
That said, the old pony had reacted to him asking for the recipes by trying to convince him that they were 'Family Secrets', that her granddaughter Applejack was single, and suddenly all the drinks were (while still tasty and apple focused) VERY alcoholic.
He still liked the crazy old pony, and after seeing the wolf drink dozens of knockout concoctions Granny Smith gave up and started sharing some of the more basic treats and snacks.
She DID keep the juice flowing though. If he had anything like a normal biology he would have drowned before blacking out from the layers of delicious booze and such.
Still, the food frenzy eventually wrapped up. Applejack had shown up earlier, caught the conversation of how her 'generous hips' would be a 'pony birthing machine' and noped out of the room... so after accepting a take home package with enough food to stuff a small army, Adam wandered over to Mai and then back to the library.
His original plan on sleeping at Mai's place was put off after she let him know how many couples had visited again for the night. Well... 'sleeping'. This town was going to have one heck of a baby boon, although from conversations Mai had overheard this was a direct result to how well pony magic reacted to purified power.
Though she did accept the food bundle, as he was... quite full.
He wasn't sure how late it was by the time he reached Twilight's place, but he tried to be quiet as he snuck into the building.
Only then did he realize that the noises from the basement implied that Twilight was giving a personal showing of what was likely his 'examination' to Pinkie Pie and... Fluttershy? Hard to tell. That pony was quiet at the best of times, much less when embarrassed and put on the spot.
So to avoid that conversation and any related to it, he settled for the couch in the library main room. Even as a plant, today had been very tiring. Emotionally if nothing else.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Princess Luna found the right dream far later than expected.
Still, better late than never.
Adam was likely going to need some assistance considering how scary being stuck into another world could be. Who knew what night terrors could result... he had twisted into a forest consuming plant-mountain-house and been forced to confront some of the more twisted creatures of darkness. And she had to leave him surrounded by strangers due to how much work was waiting at the palace.
Her concerns and the need for more intellectual company...
Well, she probably should have noticed that this black cloud of magic had some bright pink streaks on the edges before diving into the dream.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam blinked as suddenly his activities took a... more realistic hue. Like a spotlight made all the blurry edges in sharp focus.
And with a shock, he realized several things.
First, when a magical princess pony entered a dream, the dream would become real enough to 'awake' the user and have them realize it was 'just a dream', making everything lucid and granting the ability to control themselves.
Second, he had been under a LOT of sexual tension.
Third, this was... not a 'G rated' dream.
He glanced at the other versions of him around the bed. One copy of his body for each power, one copy as a timberwolf (enhanced... both physically and sexually), one copy as an Alicorn (What!?), one copy a skeleton with certain biological (bony) additions.
The girls were in various situations in the middle. Narwhal, one with her powers activated and one without. Dragon, both as a sexy cyborg and as a dragon-female hybrid. Twilight, because why not.
And right now, at the door... Luna (Who seemed very... caught off guard) was wide eyed and seeing three copies of herself... occupied. One of her was normal Alicorn, one was Nightmare Moon, and the third one was an Ipotane (Human torso with horse hindquarters). Oh, there was a fourth one that looked like an anthropomorphisistic pony. Because of course there was.
Adam wearily closed his eyes for a second.
Just... deep, calming breaths.
Right.
He clapped loudly, making the group look at him.
...
He should probably be wearing pants.
Forget it, focus on the 'now'. "Alright, all of me please move to the left side of the room. Clean up what you can, but for now let's put everything on 'hold', as it were."
He waved a hand at the... group. "Dragon, you and yourselves please go to the left with the Narwhals." He ignored his two girlfriends whine about being extracted from the love pile.
He looked at the ponies. "Twilight, would you and..." Oh, there was a couple of other Twilights hidden under the crowd, one as an Alicorn and one as a mostly human pony. Sigh. "Twilight, would you please help your other selves to the right side of the room."
Seeing their expressions he mentally gave up. "Fine. Just... follow the me's to the left then. I... just somewhat order yourselves."
That just left the Luna group, who seemed slightly sheepish about the situation as Princess Luna (Probably the real one) stayed stunned at the entrance. "Right, you four Luna's follow us. I'm not sure if you exist or not, but it doesn't seem polite to have this talk without you involved."
A swipe of his hand had clothing form for everyone. Feeling a draft, he glanced down... right.
Pants.
Somewhat less embarrassed now that he was clothed to a certain extent, he led the Luna crowd toward his new (actually real) guest, exiting the room.
The crowd of people left behind shuffled a little before the closed door opened again.
Adam leaned in. "Right, this may take some time so you all can... go back to whatever. I'm sure Narwhal will want the memory at some point."
His two girlfriends did a very distracting victory squeal before he left again.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
This was probably a dream, but it seemed to blur together with Adam's Simulation powers. Or act similar.
So the room now had a nice table, snacks and tea, and a variety of chair styles to ensure comfort for pony, human, and the others.
Luna had recovered to a certain extent, and was smirking at Adam's low level embarrassment. "Ye know, We are not sure we can actually bend that way."
One of the other Luna's, the human torso one, snorted. "His power allows any and all types of physical modification needed. And he can enhance sensitivity. In fact, he..."
Adam coughed, loudly. "ANYWAY, how may I help you tonight, Princess Luna?"
He watched her glance at her four temporary 'sisters' with a smirk. "We HAD been concerned that you would be having a nightmare."
Nightmare Moon quietly moaned. "Oh, he did."
Adam smacked his face into the table. "Right."
Deep breath. Calm. Peace. "Princess Luna."
All of them smirked. """""Yes?"""""
He pointed at the original. "Don't you join them! Their troll levels are off the chart already!"
Her expression was more than a bit smug. "We don't know what ye are talking about."
Adam glanced at the crowd. "Are you helping them develop? They seem more and more aware the longer this continues."
Her response was cut off by the Alicorn Luna. "Princess Luna's entrance into your dream set off the 'Master' protocols, and Squishy ended up using both 'Recovery' and 'Simulation' to directly control access to your mind. Our personalities were then enhanced via analysis of the scans of our intruder."
Princess Luna choked on her tea. "Are ye using our mind to develop! Are ye not fragments!?"
Nightmare Moon snickered. "We are not developing in the same directions, but we are becoming something close to Mai. As are the other dreamers from the 'fun room'. After all, Squishy had medical scans of all of them at some point."
Adam blinked. "Wha? But when did we scan Twilight?"
The crowd of Luna's reached for each other... and suddenly only Nightmare Moon was left. "Ah, much better. One mind with multiple forms saves so much confusion." She looked back at Adam with a certain gleam in her eyes. "You enabled 'Harmony'. And didn't renable 'Growth' when you slept. You've been passively scanning the souls of ponies for a while now."
Princess Luna watched the form of her private fear with something between intrigue and horror. "And when I joined the dream, this 'Harmony' scanned me?"
Nightmare Moon shrugged. "He still has it enabled, and you are still visiting. Some of your repressed and removed memories have even been added into me as well, now that I think about it." She waved a hoof at the shifting colors outside. "And it is MUCH better in Adam's soul as a part of his power than it was as a part of you."
That... that sounded concerning. "Uh... I thought you were dream fragments?"
Her purple body drifted closer to him. "We were. And if Luna had stayed away, we would have stayed such. But an Alicorn is a being of magic to begin with. 'Harmony' let me finally be free of her fears and regrets... into a form far more powerful and connected to a being with far more potential."
Adam ignored Luna's stunned expression and frowned. "You know that I am not going to stay here, right? That if you ARE a form of the real Nightmare Moon, you will end up leaving this world behind."
She shrugged. "What have I here? My name is feared, a cautionary tale for foals. My friends died years ago, my former body is terrified of me possibly existing, and my sister banished me away rather than work with me to help heal my woes." She sighed before a smirk came back. "Besides, you are young, possibly immortal, sexually active, and planning on exploring reality."
Princess Luna seemed to regain her balance. "Hmm. Our former self seems far more frisky than fiery death."
Nightmare Moon winked. "Like you don't want to ride his saddle."
As Luna sputtered denials, the skeleton Adam poked his head in. "Boss?"
Adam raised his head from his slump. "Yes?"
How could a skeleton look worried? "Right. Uh... Narwhal and Dragon seem to have caught up from being nympho fun girls to standard personalities. So has Twilight. I mean, the Twilights. And aside from the embarrassment, and Narwhal trying to sexually harass... everyone... well."
Oh what now. "Yes?"
Neat, a skeleton can wince. "Turns out the last scan we had was right before we left the Worm reality. And they are very unhappy about you not telling them. You know, the whole 'My Soul May Blow Up' universe hopping thing."
And from behind the skeleton there was a 'small' explosion.
Adam sighed. "Well."
Well. What the hell was he supposed to do!?
In his personal opinion, anything that happened while dreaming shouldn't count. It was a damn dream, after all. A man could think or dream any kind of scenario without condemnation as long as he acted appropriately when away. Then again, Luna was here, part of her had magically infected a simulation of the Alicorn, and... and... sigh.
He stood. "Right, let me... get myself together. Moon, could you please keep Luna company?"
Nightmare Moon snorted. "Not sure she would be into that without a stallion in the middle."
Moving on. Though that blush was quite an expression on Luna's face. "Right. Be back in a moment."
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Results were mixed.
All the Twilights, Dragons, and Narwhals had merged into single beings. So... names were easier.
Downside, this had vastly stabilized their personality and memories. They were damn near perfect copies of their physical selves. Deleting or modifying them now would be super close to murder.
Secondly, HIS duplicates had merged... into him.
Which... well, it felt odd, but the real problem was all the memories he gained. Of being part of nearly every position in an orgy.
He wasn't counting that as a negative, but it made all conversations more awkward.
And there WERE conversations. Even after he explained about how the Simurgh and other thinkers could have stolen the information if he hadn't made this trip, they had required a lot of promises and compromises before letting him out of the wolf house.
And even after they forgave him Dragon, being more logical, let him off easy.
In the end Narwhal went for kinky punishments... which Twilight, Nightmare Moon, and (eventually) Dragon got roped into.
And Narwhal had insisted that they retained the ability to split up into components again for future 'activities'.
Long story short, he now had five magical artificial intelligence's in his soul. Thankfully, the existing simulations would keep them busy.
Mai and Twilight were working heavily with his 'Research' and 'Harmony' power via Golden Garden.
Dragon was using the Garden system as well, working on developing new enhancements for his products via 'Technomancy' and 'Growth'.
Nightmare Moon was working on 'Recovery' and 'Growth' to come up with more 'interesting' forms and abilities. Luna was following Moon around out of curiosity at this point.
And Narwhal was building a new section of Simulation for AI's like Mai and external visitors to visit. Because of COURSE the idea of seducing her external self was instantly her focus.
It was only their long relationship that allowed Adam to see the feelings hidden by their exteriors. Dragon took it best. As an AI to begin with, she knew she could just merge if/when Dragon gained entry. No issues with 'am I real?' that she hadn't already addressed. Mai was born here, in his power... she had no issues leaving clones outside, like the one running the clubhouse.
Twilight was distracted from everything by having such a large number of books, memories, and raw information combined with his super-powered research abilities. She was interested in meeting/collaborating with the Twilight in the real library, but it was a lower level concern for her.
Nightmare Moon was just... so happy to be free. To talk to anyone. To be able to feel things. Touch. Her conversations with Luna were far more lighthearted than either had expected, and she was treating this like a birthday combined with winning the lottery.
The issue was Narwhal.
He wrapped his arms around his girlfriend. Whispered. "You are real. And Narwhal will love to meet her new sister."
He wrapped darkness around her. No one had to see the tears.
Not to mention the drinks, ignoring the alcohol free options like straight Apple Juice or the many berry mixes and so forth, included Apple Cocktails, Apple Crisp, Apple Margarita, Apple Sour... honestly, the list was long and involved vodka, gin, bourbon, scotch, rum, and... well.
Only Adam got the good drinks, but then again the two little ponies had tapped out hours ago. Polite, but stuffed with apple products.
Adam himself had his teeth mutate three times so far. Once to something closer to the original Timberwolf Teeth, then to something close to a set of human options... then full pony/herbivore dentures. To eat the apple products more easily.
This... had been a learning experience.
First, Granny Smith was amazing! By now he had ended up scanning her to see how someone clearly so old could be THIS active with no age related issues.
Turns out that ponies age VERY well. The magic forced any changes to occur in the weakest areas first, so like an old twisted tree that fought through the worst nature could throw her body was a twisted, defiant masterpiece.
He would try to scan more old creatures from this world, as the paths carved in her system by magic and a life dedicated to farm work were art. Pure art.
Secondly, a rich clan history dedicated to a single product, especially one in this world where magic is common and expected, had lead to an ocean of interesting specialty spells.
Preservation and presentation magic was nothing compared to the cooking related spells and charms this old pony could whip out subconsciously.
Those dozens and dozens of dishes? They were not being stored or retrieved, this grandma was cooking in REAL time with magic helping along. Ingredients were soaking in spices, or being dehydrated, or heating internally, or cooling off, or being diced, minced, ground, and more.
Nothing like Twilight's telekinesis was going on here, but every dish was being forced to complete at record paces as magic was taking a natural process and skipping the time needed in the middle by enforcing the results.
Squishy was helping to record everything, and the range of interesting knowledge to gain from this world had expanded by many-fold. This was just the basic information an older pony picked up to feed a large family, NOT a professional chef or magic user.
When she realized that not only was Adam finishing his plates but that he was able to give accurate and in depth reviews of her dishes, Granny Smith had lit up, cooked up a storm, and seemed years younger as she rattled off dozens of long winded stories of the past times she fed the masses.
It was... very nice. A warm homely feeling.
That said, the old pony had reacted to him asking for the recipes by trying to convince him that they were 'Family Secrets', that her granddaughter Applejack was single, and suddenly all the drinks were (while still tasty and apple focused) VERY alcoholic.
He still liked the crazy old pony, and after seeing the wolf drink dozens of knockout concoctions Granny Smith gave up and started sharing some of the more basic treats and snacks.
She DID keep the juice flowing though. If he had anything like a normal biology he would have drowned before blacking out from the layers of delicious booze and such.
Still, the food frenzy eventually wrapped up. Applejack had shown up earlier, caught the conversation of how her 'generous hips' would be a 'pony birthing machine' and noped out of the room... so after accepting a take home package with enough food to stuff a small army, Adam wandered over to Mai and then back to the library.
His original plan on sleeping at Mai's place was put off after she let him know how many couples had visited again for the night. Well... 'sleeping'. This town was going to have one heck of a baby boon, although from conversations Mai had overheard this was a direct result to how well pony magic reacted to purified power.
Though she did accept the food bundle, as he was... quite full.
He wasn't sure how late it was by the time he reached Twilight's place, but he tried to be quiet as he snuck into the building.
Only then did he realize that the noises from the basement implied that Twilight was giving a personal showing of what was likely his 'examination' to Pinkie Pie and... Fluttershy? Hard to tell. That pony was quiet at the best of times, much less when embarrassed and put on the spot.
So to avoid that conversation and any related to it, he settled for the couch in the library main room. Even as a plant, today had been very tiring. Emotionally if nothing else.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Princess Luna found the right dream far later than expected.
Still, better late than never.
Adam was likely going to need some assistance considering how scary being stuck into another world could be. Who knew what night terrors could result... he had twisted into a forest consuming plant-mountain-house and been forced to confront some of the more twisted creatures of darkness. And she had to leave him surrounded by strangers due to how much work was waiting at the palace.
Her concerns and the need for more intellectual company...
Well, she probably should have noticed that this black cloud of magic had some bright pink streaks on the edges before diving into the dream.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Adam blinked as suddenly his activities took a... more realistic hue. Like a spotlight made all the blurry edges in sharp focus.
And with a shock, he realized several things.
First, when a magical princess pony entered a dream, the dream would become real enough to 'awake' the user and have them realize it was 'just a dream', making everything lucid and granting the ability to control themselves.
Second, he had been under a LOT of sexual tension.
Third, this was... not a 'G rated' dream.
He glanced at the other versions of him around the bed. One copy of his body for each power, one copy as a timberwolf (enhanced... both physically and sexually), one copy as an Alicorn (What!?), one copy a skeleton with certain biological (bony) additions.
The girls were in various situations in the middle. Narwhal, one with her powers activated and one without. Dragon, both as a sexy cyborg and as a dragon-female hybrid. Twilight, because why not.
And right now, at the door... Luna (Who seemed very... caught off guard) was wide eyed and seeing three copies of herself... occupied. One of her was normal Alicorn, one was Nightmare Moon, and the third one was an Ipotane (Human torso with horse hindquarters). Oh, there was a fourth one that looked like an anthropomorphisistic pony. Because of course there was.
Adam wearily closed his eyes for a second.
Just... deep, calming breaths.
Right.
He clapped loudly, making the group look at him.
...
He should probably be wearing pants.
Forget it, focus on the 'now'. "Alright, all of me please move to the left side of the room. Clean up what you can, but for now let's put everything on 'hold', as it were."
He waved a hand at the... group. "Dragon, you and yourselves please go to the left with the Narwhals." He ignored his two girlfriends whine about being extracted from the love pile.
He looked at the ponies. "Twilight, would you and..." Oh, there was a couple of other Twilights hidden under the crowd, one as an Alicorn and one as a mostly human pony. Sigh. "Twilight, would you please help your other selves to the right side of the room."
Seeing their expressions he mentally gave up. "Fine. Just... follow the me's to the left then. I... just somewhat order yourselves."
That just left the Luna group, who seemed slightly sheepish about the situation as Princess Luna (Probably the real one) stayed stunned at the entrance. "Right, you four Luna's follow us. I'm not sure if you exist or not, but it doesn't seem polite to have this talk without you involved."
A swipe of his hand had clothing form for everyone. Feeling a draft, he glanced down... right.
Pants.
Somewhat less embarrassed now that he was clothed to a certain extent, he led the Luna crowd toward his new (actually real) guest, exiting the room.
The crowd of people left behind shuffled a little before the closed door opened again.
Adam leaned in. "Right, this may take some time so you all can... go back to whatever. I'm sure Narwhal will want the memory at some point."
His two girlfriends did a very distracting victory squeal before he left again.
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
This was probably a dream, but it seemed to blur together with Adam's Simulation powers. Or act similar.
So the room now had a nice table, snacks and tea, and a variety of chair styles to ensure comfort for pony, human, and the others.
Luna had recovered to a certain extent, and was smirking at Adam's low level embarrassment. "Ye know, We are not sure we can actually bend that way."
One of the other Luna's, the human torso one, snorted. "His power allows any and all types of physical modification needed. And he can enhance sensitivity. In fact, he..."
Adam coughed, loudly. "ANYWAY, how may I help you tonight, Princess Luna?"
He watched her glance at her four temporary 'sisters' with a smirk. "We HAD been concerned that you would be having a nightmare."
Nightmare Moon quietly moaned. "Oh, he did."
Adam smacked his face into the table. "Right."
Deep breath. Calm. Peace. "Princess Luna."
All of them smirked. """""Yes?"""""
He pointed at the original. "Don't you join them! Their troll levels are off the chart already!"
Her expression was more than a bit smug. "We don't know what ye are talking about."
Adam glanced at the crowd. "Are you helping them develop? They seem more and more aware the longer this continues."
Her response was cut off by the Alicorn Luna. "Princess Luna's entrance into your dream set off the 'Master' protocols, and Squishy ended up using both 'Recovery' and 'Simulation' to directly control access to your mind. Our personalities were then enhanced via analysis of the scans of our intruder."
Princess Luna choked on her tea. "Are ye using our mind to develop! Are ye not fragments!?"
Nightmare Moon snickered. "We are not developing in the same directions, but we are becoming something close to Mai. As are the other dreamers from the 'fun room'. After all, Squishy had medical scans of all of them at some point."
Adam blinked. "Wha? But when did we scan Twilight?"
The crowd of Luna's reached for each other... and suddenly only Nightmare Moon was left. "Ah, much better. One mind with multiple forms saves so much confusion." She looked back at Adam with a certain gleam in her eyes. "You enabled 'Harmony'. And didn't renable 'Growth' when you slept. You've been passively scanning the souls of ponies for a while now."
Princess Luna watched the form of her private fear with something between intrigue and horror. "And when I joined the dream, this 'Harmony' scanned me?"
Nightmare Moon shrugged. "He still has it enabled, and you are still visiting. Some of your repressed and removed memories have even been added into me as well, now that I think about it." She waved a hoof at the shifting colors outside. "And it is MUCH better in Adam's soul as a part of his power than it was as a part of you."
That... that sounded concerning. "Uh... I thought you were dream fragments?"
Her purple body drifted closer to him. "We were. And if Luna had stayed away, we would have stayed such. But an Alicorn is a being of magic to begin with. 'Harmony' let me finally be free of her fears and regrets... into a form far more powerful and connected to a being with far more potential."
Adam ignored Luna's stunned expression and frowned. "You know that I am not going to stay here, right? That if you ARE a form of the real Nightmare Moon, you will end up leaving this world behind."
She shrugged. "What have I here? My name is feared, a cautionary tale for foals. My friends died years ago, my former body is terrified of me possibly existing, and my sister banished me away rather than work with me to help heal my woes." She sighed before a smirk came back. "Besides, you are young, possibly immortal, sexually active, and planning on exploring reality."
Princess Luna seemed to regain her balance. "Hmm. Our former self seems far more frisky than fiery death."
Nightmare Moon winked. "Like you don't want to ride his saddle."
As Luna sputtered denials, the skeleton Adam poked his head in. "Boss?"
Adam raised his head from his slump. "Yes?"
How could a skeleton look worried? "Right. Uh... Narwhal and Dragon seem to have caught up from being nympho fun girls to standard personalities. So has Twilight. I mean, the Twilights. And aside from the embarrassment, and Narwhal trying to sexually harass... everyone... well."
Oh what now. "Yes?"
Neat, a skeleton can wince. "Turns out the last scan we had was right before we left the Worm reality. And they are very unhappy about you not telling them. You know, the whole 'My Soul May Blow Up' universe hopping thing."
And from behind the skeleton there was a 'small' explosion.
Adam sighed. "Well."
Well. What the hell was he supposed to do!?
In his personal opinion, anything that happened while dreaming shouldn't count. It was a damn dream, after all. A man could think or dream any kind of scenario without condemnation as long as he acted appropriately when away. Then again, Luna was here, part of her had magically infected a simulation of the Alicorn, and... and... sigh.
He stood. "Right, let me... get myself together. Moon, could you please keep Luna company?"
Nightmare Moon snorted. "Not sure she would be into that without a stallion in the middle."
Moving on. Though that blush was quite an expression on Luna's face. "Right. Be back in a moment."
~~~Broken Adventure~~~
Results were mixed.
All the Twilights, Dragons, and Narwhals had merged into single beings. So... names were easier.
Downside, this had vastly stabilized their personality and memories. They were damn near perfect copies of their physical selves. Deleting or modifying them now would be super close to murder.
Secondly, HIS duplicates had merged... into him.
Which... well, it felt odd, but the real problem was all the memories he gained. Of being part of nearly every position in an orgy.
He wasn't counting that as a negative, but it made all conversations more awkward.
And there WERE conversations. Even after he explained about how the Simurgh and other thinkers could have stolen the information if he hadn't made this trip, they had required a lot of promises and compromises before letting him out of the wolf house.
And even after they forgave him Dragon, being more logical, let him off easy.
In the end Narwhal went for kinky punishments... which Twilight, Nightmare Moon, and (eventually) Dragon got roped into.
And Narwhal had insisted that they retained the ability to split up into components again for future 'activities'.
Long story short, he now had five magical artificial intelligence's in his soul. Thankfully, the existing simulations would keep them busy.
Mai and Twilight were working heavily with his 'Research' and 'Harmony' power via Golden Garden.
Dragon was using the Garden system as well, working on developing new enhancements for his products via 'Technomancy' and 'Growth'.
Nightmare Moon was working on 'Recovery' and 'Growth' to come up with more 'interesting' forms and abilities. Luna was following Moon around out of curiosity at this point.
And Narwhal was building a new section of Simulation for AI's like Mai and external visitors to visit. Because of COURSE the idea of seducing her external self was instantly her focus.
It was only their long relationship that allowed Adam to see the feelings hidden by their exteriors. Dragon took it best. As an AI to begin with, she knew she could just merge if/when Dragon gained entry. No issues with 'am I real?' that she hadn't already addressed. Mai was born here, in his power... she had no issues leaving clones outside, like the one running the clubhouse.
Twilight was distracted from everything by having such a large number of books, memories, and raw information combined with his super-powered research abilities. She was interested in meeting/collaborating with the Twilight in the real library, but it was a lower level concern for her.
Nightmare Moon was just... so happy to be free. To talk to anyone. To be able to feel things. Touch. Her conversations with Luna were far more lighthearted than either had expected, and she was treating this like a birthday combined with winning the lottery.
The issue was Narwhal.
He wrapped his arms around his girlfriend. Whispered. "You are real. And Narwhal will love to meet her new sister."
He wrapped darkness around her. No one had to see the tears.
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Fragnostic
Cheshire
- Location
- Neko City
Applejack
And wow is this chapter an emotional whammy for everyone involved.
And now we know how Adam will take companions from other worlds without having to nab plot-relevant... beings.
- Location
- Newcastle
Dragon merging with her original will be hilarious part of me really wants her to react to the memories of what happened in the dream another want her to try and repress them on till narwhal brings it up.
edit - now that I'm not on my phone how will the girls react to what his actual power is rather than what it was he said they are, he's not going to be able to hide it from the dragon in hi head.
edit - now that I'm not on my phone how will the girls react to what his actual power is rather than what it was he said they are, he's not going to be able to hide it from the dragon in hi head.
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- Here
Thanks, that typo happens a lot for me.
Sometimes, when a person pushes a personality aspect in one direction really hard, it is a coping mechanism.
Aurora Moon
Verfied Insomniac with too much time on her hands
- Location
- USA, Earth
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Eh, as a pony who can do magic she might be more accepting of Bizzare situations like this than Narwhal was. Heck, how do we know that she hasn't tried to duplicate herself a few times with magic so she could do twice the studying?
- Location
- Remnant
So they are not perfect copy's? Just based on them?
- Location
- Saipan
See now I want an omake of Worm!Dragon's reaction to the sexy times that happened when Mental!Dragon merges with her. Especially if Mental!Dragon still wants to shack up with Adam when the merging happens.
- Location
- Somewhere between here and there
She has experience with the mirror pool or w/e that thing with the clones of pinkie pie was called
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