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Monochromatic Ursine
- Location
- Tennessee
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Four kids I think you will find.
2 Gryphons, 1 Dragon, and a Crystal Pony.
Who Needs Harmony?: An MLP Empire Quest
- Thread starter Questor
- Start date
2 Gryphons, 1 Dragon, and a Crystal Pony.
- Location
- Washington
Aw, dang it! Miscount on my part. >_>
- Location
- Germany
Don´t forget the ticking time-bomb that are the Imperial Cultists.
I know that Questor said, that by themselves they won´t get crazy zealots, but I am not holding my breath on that topic at all.
To be fair, nearly every religious group has that risk...
- Location
- Italy
or, to be even MORE fair, every ideological group.
After all the temptation to force others to do things our way because our way is the right/best one is something that happened for pretty much EVERY faction ever, political, philosophical, religious..
imperial zealots are about as likely as.. I don't know, gryphons "for democracy" revolting against the empire. At least right now
Think them as the cult of Sigmar that's what they are minus the radicalism ways
- Location
- Washington
No. No. We are not doing this again and will not humor you. WoG has spoken and you are wrong. Get over it and move on, please.
lockingbane
If you're crazy and you know it clap your hands!
- Location
- Waxahachie tx
I wonder what the end goal of the quest is...
Is it sid mier's style and reaching the point where you leave the planet to colonize the stars?
Is it bringing peace to the world with every alliance at max, an eternal friendship between nations?
Is it having a certain number of rulers from Garrick's bloodline on the throne, showing a lineage of strong capable rulers?
Honestly I am just eager to see how the world develops, it would probably make for a FASCINATING setting once the entire place is explored along with some good looks at the daily lives in other places and at different class levels.
The more we stabilized the world the more Friendships We Get
So anyone want to write a omake on the minator pov
Obligatory Holiday Omake
- Location
- Maryland
The Empire of Gryphus didn't really have a "holiday season."
Certainly, they had holidays. Unification day and the anniversary of Discord's disappearance were nationally recognized days of celebration, and the country's status as a cultural and religious melting pot ensured that more than a few foreign festivals were observed by expats, immigrants and native born citizens alike. From Neighponese Rei-Sai and Yakyakistani Snilldarfest to the Diamond Dogs' Emergence Day, there were no shortage of holidays. But such days of merriment, remembrance or worship were fairly evenly spread throughout the calendar year, without any clusters of celebrations taking place in a short period of time.
There certainly wasn't anything resembling a holiday season for the Royal Family. Between their myriad duties and need to appear impartial in matters of faith, the Emperor, Empress and their children rarely partook in festivities outside of state-sponsored events. They simply didn't have the time for such things.
Though they had no way of knowing it, such a lack of festive spirit would draw the attention of beings quite concerned by such things.
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Gilda walks into the Palace Ballroom and freezes. Then she flies back down the hall and drags Gleaming in. Gwyndlyn arrives soon after to investigate the commotion, followed shortly by Gawain, who then goes off to retrieve Garrick and Gabriella.
There is a massive pine tree in the middle of the Palace Ballroom. It takes up almost half the floorspace, and it's tip brushes the ceiling, streamers of red silk and dozens of ceramic bulbs dangling from it's countless branches.
The Emperor and his family stare at the enormous tree in abject confusion. Neither they, nor any of the Palace staff, can recall seeing it before. Indeed, it seems impossible that such a massive evergreen could have been transported into the building in the first place, for no door is large enough to accommodate it.
They are even more confused by the colorful boxes hidden beneath the tree. One for each of them, their names embossed in elegant gold font. After much deliberation and hesitance, and coming to the conclusion that this likely isn't some incredibly convoluted assassination attempt, the six royals carefully pry open the odd packages.
The tense silence is broken by an excited squeal, all eyes turning to face Gwyndlyn as she pulls a flowing silk kimono out of her box. One does not need to be an expert in Neighponese fashion to recognize that it is of superb quality, the almost gleaming white garment embroidered with images of golden Celestial Dragons, their serpentine forms coiling along the sleeves and across the back of the dress. The adolescent dragoness cannot resist immediately donning the luxurious clothing, which fits her unconventional form and stature perfectly, as though a master tailor had fitted it specifically for her.
Though their confusion over the situation is not diminished, the draconic Princess's enthusiasm and excitement proves contagious, and soon her parents and siblings begin to examine their own gifts, their curiosity overriding their caution.
Gleaming stares in a mixture of awe and confusion at a green tinted, hoof-sized chunk of crystal, visibly pulsing with light in her grasp, the geode thrumming with arcane power.
Gilda squees like a child presented with a new toy as she hefts a shield that is as much a work of art as it is a means of protection, the Imperial Coat of Arms embossed upon it in beautiful gold and silver filigree.
Gawain blushes furiously, hurriedly snatching up a jewelry box with a diamond ring and slipping it into his pocket before anyone can see it.
Gabriella laughs heartily, twirling a war axe in her grip, the wood of it's handle carved in beautiful knotwork patterns, an image of a Griffon in flight engraved upon both sides of the steel blade.
Garrick blinks in confusion at a corked jug of off-white liquid, the glass warm to the touch. A printed label in a cheerful red font identifies the contents as "Eggnog". A cautious uncorking and investigatory sip reveals the beverage to be dairy based and, judging by the familiar tang of rum, at least partially alcoholic.
That particular quality will make it a precious gift in the hours to come, as the Palace staff struggle to formulate a plan to remove the massive pine from the palace...only for the entire thing to disappear in a shower of golden sparkles at the stroke of midnight.
Merlin is summoned, and after hours of investigations and scanning for every type of Magic known to him, the world's greatest wizard is left as stumped and confused as everyone else. No explanation is forthcoming, no clues found to explain the bizarre events of the night.
And yet...despite the surreal nature of the event, the Emperor and his family can't deny the quality of their gifts, or how nice it felt to receive them. In the years to come, they would make a habit of exchanging presents upon the anniversary of the strange event, a tradition that would eventually spread beyond the Palace and throughout the Empire.
Any similarities to the Equestrian Holiday of Hearthswarming would invariably be dismissed as a coincidence.
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Hundreds of miles away, deep within the flying citadel of Mare-a-Thon, Pegicles stumbled as he was suddenly struck in the back of the head.
He turned to confront the fool that dared to challenge him, already drawing his sword...only to pause at the sight of a Caribou seemingly standing on thin air, it's flamboyant outfit of red velvet and golden sleighbells at odds with it's stern expression and saddlebag full of coal.
Blitzen loaded another projectile into his slingshot and aimed for the warlord's eyes.
"Yippi-ki-Yay motherbucker."
Happy Hearthswarming!
Expect a real update and a return to a more consistent update schedule soon.
Certainly, they had holidays. Unification day and the anniversary of Discord's disappearance were nationally recognized days of celebration, and the country's status as a cultural and religious melting pot ensured that more than a few foreign festivals were observed by expats, immigrants and native born citizens alike. From Neighponese Rei-Sai and Yakyakistani Snilldarfest to the Diamond Dogs' Emergence Day, there were no shortage of holidays. But such days of merriment, remembrance or worship were fairly evenly spread throughout the calendar year, without any clusters of celebrations taking place in a short period of time.
There certainly wasn't anything resembling a holiday season for the Royal Family. Between their myriad duties and need to appear impartial in matters of faith, the Emperor, Empress and their children rarely partook in festivities outside of state-sponsored events. They simply didn't have the time for such things.
Though they had no way of knowing it, such a lack of festive spirit would draw the attention of beings quite concerned by such things.
—————————————————————————————
Gilda walks into the Palace Ballroom and freezes. Then she flies back down the hall and drags Gleaming in. Gwyndlyn arrives soon after to investigate the commotion, followed shortly by Gawain, who then goes off to retrieve Garrick and Gabriella.
There is a massive pine tree in the middle of the Palace Ballroom. It takes up almost half the floorspace, and it's tip brushes the ceiling, streamers of red silk and dozens of ceramic bulbs dangling from it's countless branches.
The Emperor and his family stare at the enormous tree in abject confusion. Neither they, nor any of the Palace staff, can recall seeing it before. Indeed, it seems impossible that such a massive evergreen could have been transported into the building in the first place, for no door is large enough to accommodate it.
They are even more confused by the colorful boxes hidden beneath the tree. One for each of them, their names embossed in elegant gold font. After much deliberation and hesitance, and coming to the conclusion that this likely isn't some incredibly convoluted assassination attempt, the six royals carefully pry open the odd packages.
The tense silence is broken by an excited squeal, all eyes turning to face Gwyndlyn as she pulls a flowing silk kimono out of her box. One does not need to be an expert in Neighponese fashion to recognize that it is of superb quality, the almost gleaming white garment embroidered with images of golden Celestial Dragons, their serpentine forms coiling along the sleeves and across the back of the dress. The adolescent dragoness cannot resist immediately donning the luxurious clothing, which fits her unconventional form and stature perfectly, as though a master tailor had fitted it specifically for her.
Though their confusion over the situation is not diminished, the draconic Princess's enthusiasm and excitement proves contagious, and soon her parents and siblings begin to examine their own gifts, their curiosity overriding their caution.
Gleaming stares in a mixture of awe and confusion at a green tinted, hoof-sized chunk of crystal, visibly pulsing with light in her grasp, the geode thrumming with arcane power.
Gilda squees like a child presented with a new toy as she hefts a shield that is as much a work of art as it is a means of protection, the Imperial Coat of Arms embossed upon it in beautiful gold and silver filigree.
Gawain blushes furiously, hurriedly snatching up a jewelry box with a diamond ring and slipping it into his pocket before anyone can see it.
Gabriella laughs heartily, twirling a war axe in her grip, the wood of it's handle carved in beautiful knotwork patterns, an image of a Griffon in flight engraved upon both sides of the steel blade.
Garrick blinks in confusion at a corked jug of off-white liquid, the glass warm to the touch. A printed label in a cheerful red font identifies the contents as "Eggnog". A cautious uncorking and investigatory sip reveals the beverage to be dairy based and, judging by the familiar tang of rum, at least partially alcoholic.
That particular quality will make it a precious gift in the hours to come, as the Palace staff struggle to formulate a plan to remove the massive pine from the palace...only for the entire thing to disappear in a shower of golden sparkles at the stroke of midnight.
Merlin is summoned, and after hours of investigations and scanning for every type of Magic known to him, the world's greatest wizard is left as stumped and confused as everyone else. No explanation is forthcoming, no clues found to explain the bizarre events of the night.
And yet...despite the surreal nature of the event, the Emperor and his family can't deny the quality of their gifts, or how nice it felt to receive them. In the years to come, they would make a habit of exchanging presents upon the anniversary of the strange event, a tradition that would eventually spread beyond the Palace and throughout the Empire.
Any similarities to the Equestrian Holiday of Hearthswarming would invariably be dismissed as a coincidence.
—————————————————————————————
Hundreds of miles away, deep within the flying citadel of Mare-a-Thon, Pegicles stumbled as he was suddenly struck in the back of the head.
He turned to confront the fool that dared to challenge him, already drawing his sword...only to pause at the sight of a Caribou seemingly standing on thin air, it's flamboyant outfit of red velvet and golden sleighbells at odds with it's stern expression and saddlebag full of coal.
Blitzen loaded another projectile into his slingshot and aimed for the warlord's eyes.
"Yippi-ki-Yay motherbucker."
Happy Hearthswarming!
Expect a real update and a return to a more consistent update schedule soon.
- Location
- California
- Location
- California
Santa Caribou, and the Griffins just roll with it as befitting this magical world.
weredrago2
"Cowabunga, Shadow the Hedgehog..."
- Location
- Florida
Go get him, Blitzen!
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Monochromatic Ursine
- Location
- Tennessee
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Oh, I thought I was hearing sleigh bells, but if Gawain is any indication it was actually wedding bells I was hearing!
lockingbane
If you're crazy and you know it clap your hands!
- Location
- Waxahachie tx
Is this canon? Plz let it be canon
- Location
- Washington
Merry Christmas. This was a good gift to come home to.
- Location
- Germany
Oh dear, are your feelings towards the young Lady Brisette that serious that Sint Erklass saw prudent to give you a rather definite hint, Gawain?
- Location
- The state of Paranoia
Happy Hearthswarming everyone!
- Location
- Your pantry eating cheese
He sees you when you are sleeping,
He Knows when you're awake,
He Knows if you've been bad or good,
So Be Good for Goodness Sake,
Oh You Better Watch Out.
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