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The bored god, and his bad idea [slightly edited]
Bob was sitting on his chair of potatoes one day and he got an idea “hey I have an idea” he said to himself, last time he had one of these he ended up killing his first try at creating life ‘the dinosaurs were a lost cause anyways’ he thought as he pinged his friend: discord
The portal opened up as he saw the mismatched parts of his friend in a cave of some sorts “what is it bob, I am kinda in the middle of something” he said as an equinesq bug was sitting knocked out on a ledge, the insane Bob was about to say something but was cut off as another came nearly Mach ten into the portal hitting him in his face
“Ow that hurt you inbred cumroach” the thing tried to run but was held in his telekinesis “damn you look good enough for what I have planned” the thing shuddered as he thought what he had planned
“Bobby what do you want,” discord asked his… insane/loyal friend
Then bob spoke the question he was here for “Uh yeah I was wondering if I could take some citizen of your universe”
“Umm… m’kay, as long as I could watch the things you do to them” he replied somewhat nervous.
Bob chuckled “sure all I need is three races of your place” Bob actually thought about it this “hmm maybe those ponies you ruled over all those years ago-” he failed to see discord flinch a little,”-the griffins and that’s it, maybe clone those princesses and their lackeys’ the ele… elem, el, fuck it”
“Elements of harmony, Bob” discord corrected
“Yeah Elements of armoury whatever”
Discord snapped his claws and froze time and walked out of view, bob let the curiosity get the better of him, so he stepped through the portal shaped like a perfect oval and looked around, and saw a metric fuck ton of yellow ponies with pink manes and butterfly ass-marks, they all had faces that either made is heart melt or for some odd reason pop a boner…
“Ooh hiya I’m Pinkie Pie!” a hyperactive voice cheered, Bob spun around and saw a very pink pony with a smile that made him smile and this, in turn, made her smile even wider.
“Aw, man, I gotta visit this place more often”.
“Aw, are you not staying long?” pinkie asked the man.
“ Naw, I am here for something, and I am leaving soon, I will find some time to visit… someday”
“Here’s some clones and a cloned chest holding the elements of harmony” discord handed the much more insane god a small stylish box and a bunch of orbs of varying colour.
“ Thanks, dissy-”
“Don’t call me that!-”
“I will call you what-”
“Dammit, bob I will-”
“Damn it, drocsiD i-”
“Buck you-”
“Fuck you-”
They literally screamed back and forth for maybe three days, but you couldn’t tell because time was frozen.
[later]
Bob looked through the list of creatures and he counted.
1523 ponies
951 griffins
12 changelings
“Now my realm” he smirked as he rummaged through the mess his two sons created he looked on the planets as he saw a ship leaving terra. Er... Earth as they call it he looked in a city. Nothing interesting, he looked into the window of a suburban home… nothing he- wait a minute, he moved to walk alongside a boy.
He looked so innocent maybe ten or so years old, the kid had brown hair a very pale skin tone and had a bandolier with a bag in the back, the bag had newspapers, the bandolier also had pouches the contents are a few firecrackers and some money, he needed to make it look like an accident.
Bob frowned when he looked around, not seeing any cars, he moves to the military base nearby and looked at an Apache helicopter On display ‘Cool looking device’ he saw real missiles on the thing… he planned how to do this.
[Tommy Samings POV]
Tommy was on a delivery, he was on his bike newspapers. He thought about changing his route, going near the new army base near the ‘lake of the woods lodge’ he didn’t understand why, but when he asked why he was told ‘mean aliens attacked harvest’ so the military is arming the settlements. Every day, he sees ships take off, and space stations built, one such he just watched take off not to long ago. It took off from Alaska and started orbit in Ontario. The ship was a carrier designed to hold troops and other stuff. His sister loved starships too
As he neared the base he heard the sound of something he thought it sound like those ‘falcon gunships’ his brother talks about. He looked up and there was an old helicopter that looked so cool until it opened fire... The first missed. An alarm sounded as the base came to life, soldiers and the anti-air system started to fire hitting the tail more rote Tommy looked behind him to only get ‘crushed’ by the antique.
Bob
I picked up the boy before the thing hit him and left,
With that done I looked across the galaxies and saw an old construct some forerunners left: the ark and a ring.
Massive constructs built to destroy/starve The Flood, the ark looks like a dish with a planet in the middle, the planet looks... missing, also eight long arms across the ark, each with its own specialty.
Then the ring, literally a massive ring with life on it. Looks like its heading somewhere.
“Still beautiful”.
He copied the ring and the ark with their life, also picking up an unexpected guest: a Gravemind. “Thought they killed all of them”.
‘merge them ’ “Ooh that’s a wonderful idea”.
He spent the better half of a day doing something to them and making a hybrid of a changeling, the boy, a Gravemind, and lots of shit.
Now with that done, he went to... What the fuck.
In the distance there a giant purple/grey/black space mushroom, it had so many large ships of different sizes ‘damn that things either organic or those dudes built that’ he thought. Moving towards it he looked inside sure enough its made of metal and other material and in the center was a forerunner dreadnaught.
Looking to his collection he stared...
humans: 12.
sangheili 19.
kig-yar; 21.
creikt; holy shit 35,232.
One Gravemind [continuisly making spores].
Staring at the odd count he sighed and continued on placing them in stasis and putting them in each arm of the ark, the creikt on the planet in the center because fuck it
“Fuck It” well if this doesn’t work properly, we’ll see something interesting at least.
He looks to the ark and said “hmm, let’s see if I can make it look Better”
He moved to the humans and made a large grassy plain, some large trees with fruit, and animals, both predator, and prey
Now the others, a jungle for the kig-yar, A dessert for the Sangheili, an island for changelings, one forest for ponies, a desolate mountain range for griffins
Eh good enough ... Ah, fuck it. He grabbed all but the Criekt and placed them on a single continent.
...
Author's Note
well, this is the bad/good? story.
Hmm
Bob's human-leather couch...
Consciousness. Tommy never thought he would ever feel that again. But there was more. He felt... There were more of him. Three to be exact.
Consciousness. Tommy felt it again, from another being. Memories, something flashed by; a man with greying hair. The man was hit by the owner of these memories, the man picked him up and called him an inbred cumroach. He tried looking around. Only to see a most beautiful and at the same time disgusting environment, a massive mess of tentacles and other fucked up shit like constantly moving creatures ranging from deformed beasts to popcorn-like three-foot monstrosities... What was that word? He never knew it. monstrosities is he being smart
pain another being has awoken. This time unlike any other. Millennia of pain, trillions of souls in pain. Blackness
The being suppressed the pain he inflicted, trying to stop it from affecting the newcomers
‘oh he passed out’
“What was that?” kik the changeling, was the only one that was able to take the pain at the moment. And somehow not freak out right now.
‘now now what are you’
“Uh, kik... Um who are you”
‘... Just call me Grave’
“Ok well, that makes sense. I mean because... All those ponies”
‘Ponies?’
It was at this moment kik started hyperventilating
[sometime later] [and a few new bodies] [mental breakdowns] [and a bored gravemind]
Tommy came to a start while he woke up. Looking around to try to see if it was a dream, he was disappointed when he heard the two voices
“Um, Tommy right?” a voice. It sounded like two people talking. Sitting up he saw kik but a bit more freakish. Well, you see he knew him because of his memories. He knew everything about them. Their past experiences. Now they know an uncomfortable amount about each other. He unknown to them they're like brothers basically, but this... Looked... Instead of him looking like a bug-pony, he looked more like a praying mantis fucked an arachnid then making a child. Giving the appearance. Clad in blood red chitin and seven feet tall.
“I heard you” hearing his thoughts he was offended
Tommy just screamed.
“Oh, sweet bucking Tartarus!”
‘thats new’ another voice this one sounded. Disembodied. Like... His ears were being raped by a diamond-studded stun baton.
“Shut it” the bug. Still trying to calm the child, shushed the creature that made them new bodies. When he asked all he had to do was wait until he made their bodies the only problem kik cannot do magic but still can transform. Tommy has gotten a bit older mentally and younger physically, and gained the transforming ability
You see it was a lucky shot that if Grave new how to do that. He knew them too but they know him and his... Atrocities
[the blood jungle] [Rak the kig-year] [Kar his sister]
The kig-yar. Five days in and already going into piracy... Wow that took longer than he expected
Rak was sent to scout out the nearby structures
Anyways Rak was approaching a weird beacon when he heard a scream coming from the tunnel he passed. Unlike his sister Kar who at this moment was chasing a rat-like creature for breakfast, like helping the innocent, activating his point defense gauntlet and readied his needler as his sister activated her targeting headgear, a little dot appeared were her type-51 carbine was pointed. She started to talk in broken English
“Human scent, go hunt, get weapons! ” ever since the covenant started a war with the humans somehow, covenant soldiers/mercs learned to talk human and wanted to talk like them. He never understood why the prophets wanted war but he and his clan were just hired guns. No questions
Heading down the tunnel first was his job, hence the shield. He heard yelling and turned a corner. There in all its frightening glory sitting by a screaming human hatchling was a creikt alpha matriarch guard... The biggest and worst though this one was young
”Rak Run” Rak said as the thing screeched Kar fired two bolts at the bug, Rak fired is own needles as they ran away
As they ran out the tunnel they bumped into a confused Sangheili zealot “Greshvo Kig-yar!” Rak understood half of that but was still running.
He soiled himself as he heard the pained scream that was the old warrior. he glanced back to see a parasite that was a meter big start strangling the zealot. the elite tried his best but the parasite used its sharp barb at the end of its head to peirce the skin and move inside and snap his neck. killing him. bone was shifted to form a three razor sharp blades. biomass shifted to form... something, the warriors head was lazily hanging by a thread to its back.
it was horror
I started ’talking’ “I am a monument to all of your sins” it said “stay away and we shall not take another ”
The more he watched the transformation he could never get those words out, one should never come here. Kar and rak made it back home safely and told they’re war chief/father
there were signs put up in more than three languages
Bob
Bob sat on his couch of human leather watching the events happening on the ark. The ring was somewhere in the void with the other gravemind he didn't care.
Discord was watching on his elevated view of pink clouds
The things that happened so far is: the kig-yar became pirates. The Sangheili made an uneasy pact with the humans not to kill each other, much to his disappointment. The ponies started freaking out because they’re magic was useless against the nature of the ark they also isolated themselves from the others but had no idea about the humans, kig-yar, Sangheili or the creikt. the Griffins were more successful than almost all the others. Making a dictatorship in three days and found the kig-yar. the flood lay dormant... Kinda. The changelings were killed in the panic from the ponies, sadly. Then there's the creikt, he expected less but they apparently made a city, a hivemind-like society in one day. One. Day. on the planet in the planet mining zone, they made a city. as long as the ponies don't touch the cartographer, they won't be responsible for genocide
Then now the boy and his... ‘brothers’ are getting better, even though the flood turned a warrior and the gravemind is half his power...
“Not exactly how I planned this but ya know fuck it ”
[the potato]
The ‘potato’ as Tommy liked to call it, was a Proto-Gravemind, except this one will produce more spores. Grave and Kik agreed to this after they were attacked. tommy was working on a device that will work as a repellant to these rat-like creatures that eat metal... sounds metal, heh
alien that was infected was patrolling when a pack of more aliens and some humans came. they put a sign that read
those who enter be weary monsters roam, and infect all who enter.
all of that was in ten languages. only one he understood
“almost done?” kik asked this time however he looked like a changeling... but red and large wings
“This takes time”
“Quiet brothers it is born” Grave roared through the structure. oh yeah, he had a voice now, and boy it was better than before. he had a voice that had a deep tone, and a small weird noise that can be heard at the end every time he talked, Grave said it is the other minds that were used to create him.
They noticed it finally formed an orb on a stalk. at least it is better than Grave’s massive venus fly trap look
They failed to notice the invisible quadruped moon goddess that accidentally stumbled upon them, and a single infection form was the only one who saw her...
Author's Note
OoOoh~ comment what you want to happen,
anyways I hope you enjoyed this and see you later
also, the chapter names will be random shit I make up
To Be Continued...
in case you never heard of the flood (click here)
[song] [princess luna] [generic guard one] [generic guard two] [flood teritory]
It was scary at first, but now this large thing they are stuck on look’s really beautiful. Except when we sent some guards to an island they panicked because they saw some changelings and killed them all, sad.
Oddly enough there were ships both sea and air, from the equestrian royal navy ready for them. And more scouting saw that there were airships near the mountains and looked like the griffin ships because only the Griffins had the more... Advanced weapons. Some more... Different ships, massive and made of a type of metal were spotted on the other side of an ocean, this world is curved in a weird way so spotting things in a great distance is easier. Then there's a massive jungle where with magic telescopes we were able to see huts, campfires, and strange vehicles. The same is for the intense desert close to it and the grass plains in between them.
Now she is walking with her guards toward ware a scout saw some monster attack these large aliens. At first, the poor scout had to get his mind wiped so he could sleep at night. Odd how when the one who wiped his mind went insane. While they were nearing a sign she paused when her guard said: “H-halt monster!”
She turned and saw a large two-legged thing. Almost matching the description of the one that was attacked the only difference this one was blue, the other was red
The thing was staring at the sign too then he spoke “please I warn you, we lost a good warrior in that tunnel” the minor: Venmee, was shocked that they speak the same language as the humans but he is here to warn not question the gods' choices.
“We shall enter as we please,” Luna told the minor.
The minor with his face only a mother could love looked worried but didn't speak but a few in a language of his own “Cheennsay Wruq Ib riok” she just stared at the creature for a while, it walked to a crate, an odd look for a box; purple and steel grey on the trims and complete purple on the front and back “go ahead Madame ” while leaning on it
She continued but gasped as she saw the thing disappear without a trace of magic. she moved on still pondering the creature, she was almost at the end of a corridor of rocks when she heard something,
trotting towards the edge near a drop off to the ocean she turned a corner only for her to pause...
Luna watched curiously as another type of creature, these ones clad in armor too but looking like that human that was spotted in the north, carried a crate to a vehicle; the vehicle had two wings and two rotors like her dear friend pinkie pies... Flying device. One looked at her for a second, then grinned, it was about to say something but an unholy screech and a roar from a tunnel scared both parties
They scrambled to get everything on the vehicle and one yelled: “get in the Falcon people!”
Before Luna said anything there was a sound like a low rumble as the rotors were already spinning fast enough to blow up some dust
As the thing took off the princess and her guards decided to stupidly fallow the noises
Luna long since making herself invisible was walking down a corridor. it was a shiny like all structures here except the green fog and strange noises she heard.
Then Luna heard a muffled scream...
one of her guards went missing, so she sent the other to find him, now she was alone, she looked into a room and stared... there a few creatures; one was a small boy and the other: a red changeling slightly bigger than her. She was about to say something but a thing like many she saw as she entered Latched on to her as her spell dissipated its vice-like grip with its tentacles was making her lose consciousness but a spear came flying and hit the thing, and making it explode in a mess of green gore.
‘my guards ’ she thought but was cut off as another one of those things came and slashed her across her muzzle.
She and her guard reappeared outside where they heard a crash, they spun around to see the alien has fallen over, probably startled by them teleporting the alien tried to say something but like always was cut off as an elite combat form and a few pure tank forms stormed them
Galuk knew what he had to do he looked to the horse he named moonsly and yelled “Wort wort wort”
Almost like she understood him they ran and ran with Luna she heard a swish of a blade made of energy and a scream [heh]
Running she decided to pick up the guard and fly hearing a squeak from the mare in the process
taking off a like a kite in a hurricane they set their course east.
they were flying for about an hour she was horribly sick and the feeling in the scratch didn't help. It felt like maggots were crawling in and around her wound
Her vision was getting blurry as they neared the forest they called home. A few shiny golden shapes came running. She was breathing heavily now the scratch was pulsing and burning, she felt something there, unbeknownst to the ponies flood spore that was forming in her stomach and moving up slowly and never noticed the pure form stalker that followed them all the way there. though luckily just watching
[medical tent #32] [equestrian frontal scout camp] [celestia] [luna] [gener- many generic ponies] [fuck, watch out: gore]
celestia watched in disgust and worry as the doctor pulled worm after worm/spore after spore out of her muzzle and neck.
the guard next to her heaved as a worm poked through here cheek and borrowing into another piece of flesh. then out of her mouth came a tentacle with red feather-like things... that's when hell broke loose; the infection form had formed while Luna was put into a temporary coma while the doctors performed, the spore was smaller than average though, it also had [dear god] wings
the doctor; a pegasus, screamed as it latched onto his neck. the spore wrapped its tentacles around his neck and creating a gory mess into his neck trying to get to his spine
there was a sickening crunch as the doctor's neck was snapped and the spore embedded itself in him, he is. still. alive . the others were stunned in horror as the flesh was moved and bone from his ribs, was shattered and moved to its wings making razor-sharp but still working wings and a scorpion-like tail formed where his old tail was.
the spore was still visible as it was near his left shoulder. there was silence for a few seconds. a few.
then it unleashed a roar still containing traces of the doctor's voice
finally, a guard finally decided to try show mercy to the former pony. she raised her sword but to only pause when a disembodied/the doctor's voice spoke in complete unison
“Never. Return.!”
“AAAGH!!!!” the guard screamed when the beast unfurled its wings and sliced her leg off... the other guards’ ponies rushed to help but were cut down. Dead! in a short burst from its tail, it sent three bone spikes at the speed of sound towards an unsuspecting, unicorn the first: injuring him and the second: hitting the other pony behind him and the third: shooting out of the tent into the east and letting spores into their blood.
its rampage was cut short as Luna blasted it with magic. she was alive
and Celestia for some reason fainted long ago since the first pony ‘died’ unable to help
[the void [Bob] [discord]
Bob made Celestia faint but was a bit disappointed when Luna was alive she was supposed to tune into a carrier if his memory served him right. but in the corner of his eye, he caught discord snapping his fingers. “Really discord!”
[east forest]
Applebloom Scootaloo and Sweetie bell were playing in the forest when a yellow bolt hit one going straight through her hoof hitting the next going completely through her back leg then ricochet off a rock and puncturing the last one's eye...
Author's Note
there ya! Go
well, a sad/disturbing ending to this chapter...
hope you enjoyed
... the last part, uh, none died but ones half blind. and you know what happens next if they don't get to a doctor. heh
also i need an editor
[interlude]: The humans part two
[The Iron Grapefruit... wait . The Iron Great-Sword] [medbay] [The Wimp/Bullet, and the ONI Ass-hat/Tyrant]
pain ... A fuck ton of pain. He opened his eyes and look around see a... A... Um... The last thing he expected to see; the most cock-eyed med-bay hed ever seen. Literally, everything looks like it had been thrown to the door, ceiling, walls, windows and, floor.
Standing up he limped to the window. On his way, he sees tyrant mumbling in his sleep while a bandage is across his chest. But what caught him off guard was what he said in his sleep “Gimme’ your buttocks Mr, Prestock” so he noped the fuck outta there!.
...
Going to the end and looking out the window he wasn't able to see the warthog. But tire treads were able to be is seen going in a zig-zag [and a few circles] towards the hanger. Going across to the other side of the med bay he opened the door and limped to the other side of the hallway and through the door opposite to the med bay.
In the other med bay was pretty much the same. Slowly making his way to the window he looked through the window to see smoke from what seems to be a camp, about... An hour’s drive south and in the south, he was able to see a blimp near a mountain and a wood ship in the distance on the other side of the ocean... And the aircraft carrier that at first glanced looked like it was beached but when you looked hard enough you could see movement. Shrugging it off, he looked to the massive jungle and saw nothing. Grabbing some conveniently placed binoculars he zoomed in. And what he saw, shocked him in fear.
[Kig-yar]
[Ibie'shan , Ruutian , T'vaoan ] [in order of photo]
On a branch looks to be the Ruutian subspecies, with also what appears to be an improvised rifle made with a pipe some spare parts and some... Damn, that thing shoots needles. If you look closely anyone can clearly see three familiar pink crystalline needles poking out on the top just in front of the scope.
Then a raven flew by and landed on the rifle. At first, bullet thought it would eat it but...
“grr guard duty ,” Rak grumbled angrily as he stood guard there, he was getting bored now right now he was supposed to stand here for nineteen hours, his bed is a few leaves in this lard branch. He was about to take shots at some part of a tree, but a bird landed on the barrel. He looked at it. It looked at him and tilted its head. He did the same. It cawed and ruffled its feathers when Rak raised a talon to pet the bird. “how you doing? ” it cawed, he just stared “can you understand me? ” it cawed again. He nodded, ok he wasn't alone at least...
“Huh so there not all completely genocidal” bullet mused alone not at all expecting someone to sneak up behind him and just talk but...
“No kig-yar are much like mercs and pirates-” Tyrant was cut off by a squeal and a sound of Bullets face hitting the window “not completely evil...” shrugging off the weak marine... “How’d you pass basic...” meh picking up the binoculars he looked through and what he saw made his jaw drop: in the grass, there was a... Well, horribly camouflaged horse... No too small, pony? Maybe. It also had rainbow mane and tail and wearing a blue suit with a helmet with goggles and a steel plate on its chest... Slowly panning to the campfire nearby he saw two... Ugh, stereotypical hillbillies, overalls and straw hat complete.
He stopped and thought if that pony was sapient and he thought he was crazy. But if he was wrong he would try and talk to it...
Looking at the fire made his stomach drop. In the fire there stabbed through the back end to the mouth in a spitroast already charred and beside it are the same clothing as the other but more flashy... Slightly smaller pony damn.
Walking to the hanger didn't take that long so he made it in a few minutes. Looking around he saw the warthog hanging from the ceiling. Contemplating on how the fuck that happened the little girl with a wrench went almost went unnoticed before he got a concussion he grabbed the wrench out of her grasp and asked: “How the fuck did you manage that?”
She replied “I am so sorry!” he just let her go and told her that the other is knocked out and needed help. She huffed and started talking but was cut off as Tyrant just walked off. Looking to a contraption hed thought would never see the light of day was a gungoose a mongoose but with two .20mm cannons fully loaded and fueled “oh man I gotta see how this works”.
...
Dawning full gear he was ready.
[rainbow dash, scout team, wonderbolt] [song ]
Rainbow Dash was looking for one of the recruits after she didn't come back from scouting the plains. Also, other teams went missing in the jungle and the island, the desert, the ocean and well almost no scouts came back... “Is that smoke?” she said as there in the east was smoke from a fire... And that smell it smelled like that time in the mountain when she met these griffins cooking a rabbit...
Moving fast she passed a thing on the ground but ignored it slowing down she was cut off from walking forward as a thing jumped on her and pinned her down “ hey I got another one” a voice much like applejacks but overly accented. [or something] and obiously male
“Hey! Get off me” she struggled but was gaged by a rope. Then another behind a rock. This one was taller and muscular.
“Hey Cletus get the butter!” he yelled to the other the one. At this, she used all her strength and delivered a kick nearly going faster than a normal kick, towards his nuts. Growling the thing carried her to the camp where she gasped again as she gazed at the burning corpse of the filly she was supposed to keep safe “here you go Joe” they said to one another.
“Thanks, Cletus” he turned to her and was about to raise her tail again... *crack* *thurk* “AAAAAIIIIiiiiieee” there was a sound akin to thunder or fireworks and flesh being impacted as the one that was on her fell down screaming
She looked at it and saw its hand was missing and both were covered in blood and other gore *crack* *thurk* another sound as the bigger one just tanked it, she rolled as the bigger on tried to grab her and use her as a shield. “Not today fatty!!” she yelled at him. This seemed to anger him somehow *crack* *thurk* either it was her but those sounds were getting closer. It tanked the thing again
*crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack* *crack*
Tyrant
Tyrant was tired of the dude taking his shots so he emptied of the guns into him with the gungoose. Driving to the area he got off and walked to the pony on the ground. She seemed a little depressed, maybe that little one on the spit roast was something... He then walked to the two idiots and looked the still semi-intact one and he spoke “shoulda looked for a rabbit dude” he said to the guy who glared at him,
“I know you your that damnd ONI Tyrant agent right” Tyrant just nodded and replied
“Why are you trying to eat them” in turn he got spat on. Slightly angered kicked him. Earning a wheeze from him
“There aliens why should we trust em why not eat them!” the farmer [yes, farmer] said
...
Moving toward the pony who was staring at him she spoke: “please don't hurt me”. This hurt him a little ‘am I that scary? ’ he shook his head ‘no’ as he walked to her picking her up surprisingly no effort and put her on the gungoose to rest
...
Somehow no words were said and Tyrant was just bored...
[what?]
Author's Note
I let my cousin write the end part and this somehow took five days to make...
I wrote up to the part with the raven
I am lazy
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uh okay. the gods: the sadist and the former tyrant
[the void]
Discord and Bob were in a heated argument about what to add... So far Bob had thrown a CSS class supercarrier and discord threw in some windigoes and in retaliation, Bob chucked a wendigo on the ark. Now Bob fucked hardest by snfarting and adding a fuck ton of radioactive materials and then discord made all animals on the ark have nearly the same intelligence as a human... Er pony... Sangheili/kig-yar
"Oh great look what you have done you porkchop" Bob groaned
"ME! Look what you did!" discord replied
...
[uh...]
[tomas] [cliffside ravine]
The canyon on the edge of a cliff with a drop for exactly three miles... [good description right?]
Tom is currently sitting on the edge near a grave dug for the alien that died and the... Pony as Kik's memories told me...
*crack~*
Raising his my head, look approximately west of my location were some distant gunfire. Every so often it would get louder or faster/explosions filled the air.
*crack~* *crack~*
*Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt* *Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt*
Raising an eyebrow at the noise, he searches for it only to do a double take as a massive ship appears in the sky and a few fighters he can identify as longswords flew by for a gun run
He hears an intake of breath to his right, looking towards a disheveled looking Kik with a bandaged foreleg a product of the pink crystals the big birds on crack fired at him, he shrugs as he looks back at tom.
They sat there as a massive ship tried to make a soft landing and a distant battle still roared on.
[kigyar vs. Sangheili/human tribes
Plasma and lead made contact with flesh, the kig-yar pirates are locked in a battle with a caravan headed to the east. And in the east is a silhouette of a majestic Paris class heavy frigate, hovering roughly two kilometers in the air.
“Raaawr” Raks daze is cut off when a Sangheili is shot down. Dead.
Returning shots without aiming he himself gets hit. Blood gushing while the improvised rifles the pirates used are usually shoddy at best. The battle stops momentarily as a massive shadow covers the battlefield... A ship the size of a small moon appears in the sky
somewhere in the new everfree
Rainbow still affected by the incident and insisted on not telling the princesses or her friends about her intereaction with the aliens is right now enjoying a pinkie party celebrating ‘ It's nice your ok and not, not, okay ’ party ponies partied for a while only interrupted by the distant pops in the northern area of the Steel Star and nightmares of bipedal monsters with the pops and bangs that were present only to the scouts that returned and didn't die.
And the monstrosities that decided to grow in princess luna by that popcorn as the guards and doctors like to call it... Well, the ones that aren't traumatized... and didn't die... or kill themselves... at least they kept that a secret to the other ponies that live in the new everfree.
slightly noticing the wall of missing ponies... “Hmm” Scootaloo. Applebloom. Sweetiebell. and a number of ponies: guards, Wonderbolts, citizens, all ages.
“what’ya thinkin’ about dashi,” Pinkie pie asked rainbow, slightly worried for her health
“Oh, nothing” she lied but the pink mare knew she was lying but didn't ask.
[insert sounds of a massive starship falling through a black hole and crashing into an asteroid. and then tries to do a soft landing]
ponies started to freak out and pegasi to fly up over the canopy of the forest. What they saw made it worse, a fire: a hue of lavender to blue and red. the ship tilted along the edges of the steel star / The Ark
The attention of the ponies was interrupted again by... snow? OH Fuck!, A Blizzard!
[The Evil With Honour]
“grraaawr” A radio connection blew up with the high pitch screams of the engineering crews. The shipmaster didn't care. They were expendable
“Damage report!” to the normal ear the words he said would sound like garbled words in Latin, [but fuck it!]
“There's a fire in the engine room!” one ultra said with a grimace [somehow]
“there's a methane leak in the same engine room!” The minor yelled in a slight panic.
“seal the doors and get the survivors into the safe rooms!” the shipmaster ordered his underlings.
“but the ungoy and the Yanme'e there's st-” a major in the corner was cut off by the shipmaster.
“No, let them burn and feed them to the human prisoners!”
there was a chorus of “yes shipmaster!”
[the unlucky ungoy]
“Noo hoo hooooo!” the high pitch screams of the young ungoy engineers cried as the Yanme’e were in an all-out free for all over who hid in the crates in the corner. the smell of cooking flesh also filled the compressed air,
“we're all gonna die!~ yes we’ll Die!~ DIE DIE DIE!~” a spec ops grunt cried/sang near the gas leak.
the fire was nearing them as the gas near the fire.
“Please momma, I need the food nipple!” a young ungoy wearing the standard orange harness wailed as he ran around the others
“Brothers! you locked me in here!” [I am not even sympathizing with this dude] garuketuk: the meanest mother fucker. right now hes climbing over the grunts and Yanme'e that were nearing the vent. crushing the poor souls and injuring the ones as he slipped and crushed the lower levels of the pile
making his way up the pile again he made it to the top. ripping the vent grate open and making over one meter inside...
A roar of frustration made it known that the vent is sealed.
[tom]
an explosion ripped through the air of the ark.
Tom and Kiks jaws dropped at the massive explosion. a few minutes passed.
*sniff * *sniff *
“you smell that?”
the smell of meat burning, and smoke that felt like acid when you inhaled it and the sounds of screams as grave mind started starving because of the burning flesh
turning to each other as memories ran through their heads they said in unison “Uh oh!”
[tyrant]
Tyrant felt a chill go up his spine as he stared at the burning starship
seeing something in the corner of his eye he turned only to see nothing. shrugging he turned back... in his reflection, he saw a massive silhouette with the antlers of a male deer and the skull of a wolf turning around again and pulling out his pistol he pointed his firearm and fired
an ear piercing scream filled the command center.
looking down he saw Lola sitting with her face pale as snow. seeing hed shot her in the gut, he quickly flew into action trying to save her...
[umm]
Author's Note
goon; uh... what has this become
cousin; why did you make me do this?
friend ; *coughs*
goon; alright let us see where this goes!
uh yeah, actually where did this go to.
hmm...
[Interlude] A jackal's game
[Kar] [Rak] [western jungle river]
Stirring with a headache Rak opened his eyes and the sound of cawing made itself known. Then Rak nearly shat himself as he was hanging upside down in a trap set by... Oh no
“Look, the little chick finally woke up,” Pirate dude number one said in a mocking tone
He heard footsteps Then he was in a shadow he knew all too much. He glared at the massive form of his half-brother Ka’ak “Brother.” a memory: Ka’ak was standing over their Mother's lifeless bodies, all the while Ka’ak dawned in full gear of a major of the covenant’s navy holding a plasma pistol pointed at their father. He was a noble kig-yar before he betrayed us for the brutes/and killed most of his family. [uh the wrong timeline but okay.] *VVVVvvvvrrrrrrrrr * a sound he heard only during combat. Then the discharge. A scream and... There his writhing form lay. A hole in his right shoulder. glaring at the retreating form of Ka’ak.
Ka’ak slowly walked toward Rak. He started to talk again. “Now brother why were you sitting up there for the past five hours?” still glaring at the feather-pecker [what?] Rak forced himself forward and bit a solid chunk out of his leg.
“Take that you disgrace-” anything Rak was about to say was cut off by the talons of his ‘brother ’ wrapped around his neck and squeezing hard.
“ You stupid-” *twang * the tell-tale sound of a needler hit Ka’ak and made a clean hole in his arm “Sckreaaaaaeea~” the unholy screeching from his left was probably his sister suddenly making Rak wish it was his half-brother scream.
Kar's battle cry... Mostly a fucking bat screech must’ve scared the shit outta the pirates. The pirates actually dropped everything they were doing and ran... Ran... And fucking ran.
...
[silent trip to camp]
They were on their way back to the village.
Blue Beak [Rak's pet raven] was perched on his shoulder as they entered. A kig-yar- the more dinosaur ones- greeted them “I heard shots. What happened!?” his voice somehow more robotic sounded as they entered deeper
“Pirates” Kar's dull voice answered the... Deacon, wait why is there a deacon on patrol. We need all the healers on the medical team. Eh, ill ask the cheiften.
Entering the village proper, a withered old matriarch sat on a perch with two youngins probably telling stories. A guard sat on a chair staring at one of the kig-yar at the well. The one with a water bucket: A very [in Rak’s eyes] elegant form of a female getting water for the construction workers and- you get it. A thriving village of fifteen. All three subspecies.
making his way to a ladder. Rak looked behind him and his sister was at the mess hall ‘typical ’ he thought.
finally making his way up he stared at the curtains containing the chieftain/ their father...
this is gonna be difficult. father always hated Ka’ak, ever since he murdered mother...
Author's Note
A short for ya
also, the timeline of this story is Fucked up beyond all recognition
factory of tortured kittens
Bob staring into a world he made... Katopia: the kitten people and humans are in a factory is staffed by walking geckos that actually mind fucks and tortures them... And he was bored of it... He scratches his ass, as it disappears from existence and shredding the alternate realities too... Except for one and he decided to call it Nirn- *Ping * blinking in surprise Bob made his way to his throne which is a throne of dead fetuses.
Opening a gate to a world he almost forgot about “The ark?” Bob pondered on who would ping him when the portal formed from a swirling form of a thing to a very decorative sun.
A vague shape of a white horse with wings and a horn came into view... Huh anticlimactic turning up the connection the full picture came into view also a blue one with a few bandages was there too “H-hello, can you help us divine one?” the blue one spoke first
“I may-” Bob was interrupted by a clang as another guest made his way into his kitchen. Making stains on the mammoth ivory counter “Asshole!” Bob yelled but it was not heard ”stop making my kitchen dirty you devious little-”
“Ahem” nearly forgetting about his new guests he righted his self. Then he notices the glare the blue one was giving Mr.bitchy-mc circle-jerk. ‘eh ill ask him later ’
“Well, What do you need my little ponies” putting a weird accent- [think of Flim and Flam] -Bob put his hand out to shake to which the ponies started to put their hooves to shake- only to be interrupted by a spray of warm milk... Slowly panning to his left he sees a ‘friend’ circle-jerk standing there with pure fear pouring out of him “For Fuck Sakes!” taking him in a telekinetic force. Bob throws him in the common room... Turning around and cleaning both parties he starts to talk “anyways what was it you wanted-”
”Hoof over that useless excuse of a living being. That thing and its entire race should be put into the depths of Tartarus where the monsters shall torture!-
Lo and Fucking behold another interruption.
Shutting her up and throwing her out of the tent where the blue air-raid siren can scream all she wants I point to the white on and she starts talking seemingly not affected by the screeching
“I may have”- Fuck
A pony wearing armor, that’s just an iron plate and a repurposed bowl of metal ran in then screeching to a halt while he saluted “princess a group of creatures has attacked the western watchtower” the guard with a rusted spear ran out as the princess nodded... And ran off herself
“Well... Fuck” Bob was about to close the portal but a bubbly pink pony made her way into the tent...
The conversation following the events was a mood lifter For Bob and Pinkie
[western watchtower]
Applejack; long since had lost her hat and switched for a banged up guard helmet and a chain mail skirt. So now she was on the lookout for the Windigoes that mysteriously appeared during a party instead she saw six silhouettes in the storm and they stood on two legs. A tinge of fear crawled up her spine as she ran to sound the alarm bell, she reared her hind legs and kicked the bell *clang * she reared again and bucked again *clang * two should do. It was in the instructions that two were unknowns three were Windigoes and one were ponies
A cold wind blew and the distant sound of more clanging in a chorus of two rings
The two other guards that were stationed there with her came galloping up. The first was a unicorn private by the name of arrowhead but right now instead of the standard gold he was wearing a helmet with a thick visor just small enough and protective enough to see and a vest with a few brass plates to keep him warm and safe
Then the lieutenant: a pegasus with an iron helmet slightly shaped like a shallow bowl with two little wings on the top and a steel chest piece emblazoned with a sun and moon
*clang * ... *clang *
The figures stopped...
Applejack picked up some magical binoculars in her hoof and looked through
A massive ape, a massive bird, and four smaller but still large creatures. The smaller ones looking at each other while the bigger ones talked.
Then the ape pointed at her ... *clang* ... *whizzzzzz * *shink * a pink bolt flew past her and hit the pony next to her right
“Agh what the?...” the private trying his best to rip the shard out of his visor luckily not piercing it but embedding itself in the steel plate
“Woah nelly ar-” Applejack was about to ask if he was okay but only for the pink shard to explode and splatter blood and pieces of a shattered helmet, along with skull fragments grey matter, to splatter and/or peirce. The lieutenant’s eye was unlucky then some hit applejacks flank and barrel the skirt saved her...
Applejack regaining her senses, looked to the wall and the creatures now pretty close
Looking into a slit in the wall. She was about to use the binoculars but five red hot spikes shot through the wood of the tower and one hit her but the others caught fire somewhere
Screaming in pain from the searing spike, ripping the spike out with her teeth and some well-placed pliers AJ made her way up and tried to limp to the catwalk that leads to the other towers but was stopped as a hail of green bolts hit her and the area around her
She started running as she caught sight of a massive fire on the watchtower.
And surprisingly... She made it sure she was singed bruised and well... Bleeding but she made it
Collapsing on a stallion guard as two others returned fire with a crossbow and magic. But in the corner of her eye, she saw the brute of a monster staring at her. His smirk... She will never forget that smirk the bloodshot eyes the red armor and the red helmet twisted and with tribal engravings on it and the hammer on his back... Then She blacked out.
[the covenant]
“Huh, I told you to look, not take a shot” the brutes booming voice scolded the bird as they made their way back to the ship.
“Urk raaggck” not knowing their language must’ve played a part in the current events
One injured grunt, hit by an arrow; not his problem. A few scrapes on the chieftains armor, as well as a bolt from one of the little creatures crossbows, hit his spiker right in the barrel. Then theirs A new enemy... “Accidentally. Oops!~” he thought out loud
Author's Note
and here's another chapter. I have had a problem writing for a bit, but well here's the first encounter between the covenant and the ponies next griffins and humans then flood and... well that's not an encounter but a full battle between the gravemind and... uh tom and kik with their loyal flood spores [it will probably be really anticlimactic] [the CMC and missing ponies are yet to be found just a green mist in the underground tunnels]
Then now I am tired. its seven am for me
It was early in the morning and Tyrant was going for a walk he needed to clear his head, he knew the kid would be fine, but that thing he saw chilled him to the bone. Dawning some scuffed button up shirt some pants and a hat... He found those in the ships laundry room and Bullet never told him about them being in the dirty pile.
Oh right, it been a few days since and some newcomers arrived. And they are an Alvin Danse is an engineer, lance prestock, a cousin of Bullet and the only guy who knows how to garden, then oddly enough a jackal that we almost shot but when he talked to us he said he wanted to stay with us. His name is koo’kia but we call him k for short, and last, there was an ONI doctor. We were suspicious of her until she earned our trust by saving the kids [lola] life
walking through a hallway he hears “Bilionss of people die for a lost cause! ” he raised an eyebrow and looked in the barracks to see Alvin... screaming at the top of his lungs and doing air guitars. “So now I pray to my nation destr- closing the door he walked on
a ten-minute walk later
“Mind if I join you” bullet was waiting near a doorway leading out of the barracks he lost most of his armor somehow so he’s wearing some armor that he said hed found in the grass... Uh, it’s just a metal plate that’s been bent and shot then all held together with leather straps.
Then another voice “mee too~” ‘Oh damn kig-yar speech makes my skin crawl ’ tyrant thought as the young kig-yar: Ibie’shan I think his jaws made a clack as the man nodded
[later] [song]
“RUN!!!~” the jackal yelled as a creature bullet was all too familiar with chased us I think its called a Gúta but bullet pronounced it like glue’ ta.
Fuck now’s not the time
“Damn-” His cursing along with the screeching from the moa the high pitch screaming and the other screams from the Griffin things that followed along had been the chorus of the forest for a bit “damn, Fuck Damn, Fuck fuck, dumb fag of a fucking-”
“Shut up!” bullet yelled at tyrant then the Griffons took flight and we followed them... Then surprisingly the moa fallowed as well
“Follow us to safety” yelled the first one.
The second one nodded
What bullet or K never expected to see was a little pony and a little rabbit... Like very small its pink mane and yellow fur seemingly made the clawed fucker want to eat it.
Not questioning why it’s here bullet picked it up along with the bunny
The yellow ball of fluff looked terrified but was timed tenfold as she caught a glimpse of the bloodthirsty fatass of pure claws and death that is chasing us
And she fucking screamed. Tyrant slightly feels annoyed at the little ball yellow. But she had the right to be scared.
Tyrant looked back just in time to see two burning arrows hit the beast “yeah eat that ya-”
“ROOOAAaarrr” tyrant was cut off by the beasts roar of pain
‘The griffons were trying at least ’ he wanted to help so he reached for his gun “Fuck-fuck-fu-” Tyrant shivered at its breath touched him taking his pistol out of its holster he aimed but only for it to lock eyes with him... Its eyes spoke of just pure agony and hunger. Thinking fast tyrant aimed his .380 version of the standard magnum at the moa and pulled the trigger the round hit home to its head and the moa stumbled and fell
Lo and behold the monster native to reach stopped
Not wanting to stay they kept running and running and running
Making their way to a massive gate made of trees. the Griffins opened just ever so slightly so they can get in.
Finally making their way in the unusual group were held at spearpoint. Then an old looking one said “halt creatures” he is the one with wearing a leather helmet and a chest plate emblazoned with a griffon and shield ordered us “names and state your business”
K started talking first “Mee~ Koo-kia~”
Then bullet “Uh... Just call me Allen” still carrying the frozen pony
Next tyrant “ just call me Tyrant Now just get a medic or Il-” *whak! * tyrant was silenced by a hit in the head with an opposite end of a spear “ow you stupid cun-” “whak! ” another hit silenced him
“Alright you big muscles can you tell me what in the name of all that is good’ what that thing was”
“Don’t ask me I’m, not the one who got traumatized as a kid” Tyrant answered then the Griffin pointed to the kig-yar
“You? Uh... reptile-bird”
He answered with a “mee~ noo~ know~!”
Then he pointed to bullet “you... Pasty and tall with the pony,” he asked bullet
“It’s a Gúta a predator to my home whats it doing here I don-...” *pufft * oh... He just... Uh fell
Bullet falling backward. Dropped the pony he was holding and then the pony finally did something... It was scream and faint
[two hours later]
Sitting in a stone room with a stone window and a stone bed carved into the stone wall and a stone nightstand near it a stone door and a stone-framed picture of stone while we get checked for stone- sorry, checked for injuries was bad enough now we gotta wait for their leader for questioning
*click * the door opened to reveal a young griffin with a gold crown, “alright uh... Tyrant right” nodding, the griffon continued “so I have some questions about the pony-”
“I don’t know how she got here-” *slap * cutting him off the griffin, tyrant received a clawed slap “ow”
“Don’t interrupt your betters”
“I don’t even live here”
“I lead this country”
“Country?”
*slap *
*slap * “Kid give back my crown” another Griffin made his way in and took the crown then slapped the younger one
“Uh...” then the smaller one flew out the window. or tried. he just smacked the wall forgetting the window was behind not to his left
“Oh, Anywho now my names red beak”
“David Simmons but just call me Tyrant” Tyrant confused and rubbing his cheek slightly bleeding was somehow in a talking mood.
“oh we can fix that scratch for ya” he offered.
“okay thanks” he accepted.
Author's Note
uh... yeah
“You want us to help you kill that Thing!?” Tyrant just wanted a refreshing walk. A nice walk in the frozen pine forest that turned into a fuckin hike to running for your life in less time it takes to snap a child’s neck. [What, what the fuck?]
“Yes it has been killing any and all livestock and animals it comes across.” the griffin king was desperate for help so he asked the only ones that he thought looked capable “look my scouts told me that-” he pointed to the pistol in Tyrants holster. “-blew the brains out of a big black bird.”
“The moa?” he thought the moa he shot “it was just a mere hatchling”
“So?... It still died”
...
“Fine I’ll do it”
[uh... Shit hold up]
[two hours later]
“Tyrant to Iron grape fuck, Tyrant to Iran rape foot.” Tyrant not even holding the radio correctly or even the talk button tried to contact the frigate
“It’s Iron greatsword...” bullet corrected
“Shut up. Irish potato hammer!”
“Oh for the love-” Bullet grabbed the radio held it properly and spoke into it “Iron Greatsword, Iron Greatsword. I need you to deliver a weapons drop on these coordinates-” tyrant faking the stupidity was able to make his friend call the order so he can get a meal “-342 bearing 122 in the large fort and look for tyrants stupid IR marker”
“Uh...” the certain little girl replied
“... Damnit.”
“Sorry”
“Ah it’s okay, can you get Lance please.”
“Okay...” there was the sound of the patter of feet on metal then there was an intercom and he waited
Sitting on a wall made by the griffon’s, Tyrant was able to relax staring at beautiful frozen woods with a fried squirrel on a stick then he realized how far the frigate was. Though he can bearly see the thing from here he can see that supercarrier lighting up the sky with a blueish hue... Its night already.? Ah okay
[Bob]
“Someones fucking with my realm” Bob still sitting in front of the screen where there’s just an empty tent, he moved inside and walked to the disturbance. It’s not too far away when he sees the state of the ponies: it’s frozen. The only type of pony he sees are soldiers, their armor is made with scrap and dinner ware, their weapons are mostly shattered or rusted and he senses much hatred... How does he sense hate? What?
Walking to a blueish tent with a large crescent moon he opened only to be-
”Hazzah I can move my moon-”
“”Shut the fuck up!!” Bob’s angry yelling is heard almost all through the small continent
[Tyrant]
“Oh shit what the fuck.” the man said
“Aye, you ape man what did you do”
“I did nothing” tyrant actually confused already seems he’s gotten in trouble.
[bullet]
Bullet Completely ignoring the loud shout because Bullet was busy. [No shit] he was waving in the condor carrying a crate and a gauss turret in the back
“Haven’t seen one of those in a while” he mused
“What is that!!”
“Oh uh this is what will help us kill the beast” Bullet answered the griffon guard’s questions after a few minutes.
“Are you a soldier?”
“Why yes, I am-”
Tyrant walking past the distracted marine and started waving the ship down
The condor set the crate down making a dull thud and he put in the code for it to open.
The sound of a door hissing open made Bullet squeal and collapse.
“Uh... What” was all the griffon said
Tyrant ignoring Bullet made his way in the crate and what he saw made it him want to squeal but not in fright but in joy
There sitting on the racks were 14mm snipers heavy caliber machineguns AR’s BR’s DMR’s Rocket launchers and he had a confused face when he saw what the others somehow stuffed inside: a mantis. Its 20mm cannons and rockets gleaming in the light while the armor plating had zero scratches but that would change after this battle
And unsurprising to Bullet. Tyrant knew how to pilot one.
[the Guta]
Sleep... Sleep... Snore... Hunger...
Were all the things it feels right now then it was awoken by a yell
Anger... Hunger...
[oh shit he’s hangry]
*sniff* *sniff*
Fire? And the bird, no, human... Yes human... Getting his fat ass up he started to walk towards the scent
[the tyrant: Tyrant]
*Sneeze* “ugh what?” Tyrant loading into the mantis while the others helped teach the griffons to use the simpler weapons were getting ready to hunt for the Guta.
And they didn’t have to search for long
[to be continued when i feel like it]
Author's Note
yes, more than a week in the making... mostly me fucking around in rust and Garry's mod but yeah!
uh damn
[meanwhile with twilight... well before she when missing]
[A bad decision to go for a fly while her escort was separated and she ended up being shot down by a yellowish beam of pure “fuck-off-laser ”]
’consiousness... Ow’ she woke up to pain ‘what happened ’ looking around she saw a long trail of destruction... Ah, she fell backward into a dry forest... Like sand and... Trees you know the... [oh its called a savanah] anyways its night-while she was in the dazed state she failed to notice the eight-foot Sangheili major and small patrol of five Ungoy and two kig-yar merely a short jog away.
‘where were the few guards I came with’
“Eek.” she let out a yelp as she felt three sharp pink crystals fly past her and impact a tree.
“Idiot!-” a yell “don’t shoot it.”
“Yeah yeah you and you’re stupid honor” A very raspy voice retorted
[a few minutes ago]
“Uh... Boss... I am sooo~ bored?” hug asked, bug agreed and sug nodded, the two in the back: gug and pug also nodded
The jackal named fudge glared at hug but his companion hek was crouched and aiming his focus rifle at something
“If you no like me performance then let’s have a rational adult conversation . . . Zug-Zug” the jackal stopped the glare instead, adopting a deadpanned expression.
Then the major spoke “just a patrol, for now, little ones” his red armor gleaming in the moonlight. He was a noble and kind elite until he’s in combat... Well, compared to his older brothers, anyway. One of which was killed by some traitorous brutes [Oh Yeah! The great schism] now his brother’s body is missing and all that remains of him is his helmet and a few of his armor pieces.
All of which he was given. You see before that he was just a minor in his purple armor- ’wait the grunts and jackals say it is blue but they can suck my big black co-’
[insert sound of the high powered laser made to mine and destroy forerunner metals: reverse engineered to slice even the toughest of metals and shields]
Like always, someone gets interrupted
“What did you shoot!?” the elite asked
“Was it human?” hug asked
“Was it Gup,” the hopeful pug asked
“I didn’t kill him” sug pleaded
“Shut up!!~” Fudge screeched
“Tell me!” the elite demanded... “Please.”
“A purple thing with wings and a horn,” the jackal said
He ordered, “move out it could be useful, the shipmaster must see it!” and they were off.
[uh... Current time] [fudge perspective]
“Yeah yeah you and you’re stupid honor,” I said to my commander in annoyance. I am just soo~ hungry, and I was just about to eat one of the Ungoy
“Since you insulted me, may you be able to grab it. Without. Eating. It. This time, Then we shall go back to camp” the bruiser tyrannically ordered his little army to do his bidding
Moving toward the purple food- uh... Thing. It starred... At me, and I felt fear. Somehow this thing was... Uh pulsing with... Power? Anyways, making my move to unceremoniously drag it across the ground it fucking turned around and reared up for some reason. What i never expected for it to kick me in the stomach *crack * ‘oh that’s not good ’ [also random fact: kig-yar bones are hallow] *crack**crack**crack**crack**crack* “SCREEA!!” “OW FUCK!~~ OW, THAT HURT ME!, I HURT AAAGH!!!~” my voice didn’t help in this situation “MEE HURT YOU~~~!!” I yelled all that in my best English [how?] I wanted revenge because, that hurt, that hurt even worse than that time I shot my foot with a carbine,
[twilight... Wait. Uh... Third-person]
She regretted the decision to buck the bird. No not because of who he is, it is because she hurt a creature, A Creature that looked like it wanted to help. Having a panic attack because of what she did. There was a series of cracks as it tried moving. What it did then was start yelling
“OW FUCK!~~” it cursed “OW, THAT HURT ME!, I HURT” a pang of guilt came across her face “AAAGH!!!~” its slight raspy voice and slightly two-toned voice somehow speaking perfect equestrian [english] making twilight reel back, then it looked at her, anger present “MEE HURT YOU~~~!!” it screamed but just before it could do a thing she picked it up in a magical grip called telekinesis [duh...] and tried calming it... Wait, no its a he.
“I am sorry sir!” she tried to say but another creature appeared, looking similar but much larger... Like larger, with red armor pointing a blue blade that had two blades actually “um, sorry” she pleaded.
Author's Note
uh yeah I have nothing to do in my non-existent schedule so here's a short of what happened to twilight
also, it was a few days after the massive space ship crashed on the continent and slightly hanging off the ark
anyways
should I try to rewrite this?
I feel like I screwed several things up
song for uh... Nvm
uranium pototatous... I don't know
“AH!! Get your fat ass out of my med bay” twilight woke up to a yell and screeching. She peeked to her left and what she saw was a large creature yelling at another “quit hurting yourself to get out of latrine duty!” Its four hinged jaws somehow making near perfect speech, The smaller one made a small chirp then the bigger made a two-toned roar that made the smaller one Scram! “I got a patient with broken bones!” with that done the monster walked to another cot with two more creatures she never noticed
One was the bird-reptile that was sitting next to a less reptile-like of its kind the big one stood over it and felt around its stomach where it was mostly bandaged. “Aww Wittle fudge was kicked and now wants a kiss for his boo-boos” an airy cough answered him “aw shut it you’ll be fine”
The big medic started to walked over to her and she realized she was strapped down and her horn was covered, so she pretended to be asleep “ZZZZ-” and she snored. then out of fucking nowhere, she was cut off by a roar to her right
“AAGHH!! That noise!!” it got up and picked twilight up by the scruff of her neck like a puppy and forced the straps to snap and somehow not hurting her, she was then forced to see a masked face of another big alien, but unlike the other this had a hilt of a sword embedded in its leg “shut your little mouth You worthless welp!”
“Zealot!, Put the... Uh-”
“P-pony” she squeaked
“-pony down,” the doctor pleaded
“It made these noises all night!” the zealot moaned
It was at this moment a massive creature walked in its dark blue armor, three arrows sticking out of its armor, and a spear stuck in its massive shield. its worm-like body and face were too much for the pony princess and she vomited on the golden zealot... The Zealot; seething with anger, slammed her on the table and roared at her face
“VVVVVRRR” the massive collection of worms picked the zealot up and in turn slammed the zealot on his cot
“GRRRRR what- put me down!” then unexpectedly the massive worm colony picked up the pony and put her in a protective position... Like shielding a baby I guess all while the zealot tried stabbing the hunter with his blades with little to no effect
A few minutes later everything calmed down and the hunter put twilight on her bed and talked to the doctor “VVVVVRRR~” it pulled out a worm with a nasty scar and a wood sliver in its side
“Ah okay, I'll get it.” it was at this moment twilight felt how tired she was... [she was sleeping for a full two months though... How!?] and her bones ached. a migraine started to creep its way in. then she fell asleep.
None of the occupants noticed the greenish haze that flowed into the camp no one noticed a silent creature that killed and infected an alone minor sitting on the ghost he was assigned.
no one noticed the screams of the ungoy falling victim to the creatures. but they did notice The howls from the northwest. and... ignored it
Author's Note
I have nothing to do in this empty bathroom of this hotel so... yes.
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Beginning of the end... uh... [i guess its a short prologue... epilogue... its almost over]
[tyrant] [unsc remanants]
Tyrant’s mantis walked down the clearing, an army of Gryphons a pelican and one hornet gunship on standby as the furry grey beast sat at the mouth of a cave sniffing him out
The Guta got up smelling an array of creatures... “something is up... And I don't like it ” it thought.
[covenant loyalists]
The camp was in disarray soldiers fighting at first glance looked like their own.
“Help send backup were attacked by a parasite the radio of the shipmaster crackled as he and an entire army flew drove or straight up ran towards the point of contact.
” its gonna be a long fight” his vision flashed as the memory played his first contact with the parasite ” we need to eliminate the parasite before it eliminates us” he thought up plans if the parasite got on board his ship but never thought a ground-based battle.
A loyal brute said he smells a few humans in the oncoming forest
Indeed like he said in the distance a pelican is seen patrolling or transporting marines.
“If you see a human put aside our petty differences and help or be killed alone by the parasite!” a major in his red armor spoke up. He didn't know his name just that he approached saying he found a weird creature. But alas he had to agree, fighting multiple enemies is a bad idea
[tom and Kik]
Tom sat on a ledge overlooking the soon to be Battlefield. He was sad... [yeah!] he had no choice to fight the gravemind.
Kik wearing the armor of the same metals in the tunnels sat by his side
And Scootaloo and Applebloom two ponies they found in a nearby frozen forest they said they had a friend roaming the underground cave system so using what power over the flood he had slowed the infection and guided her out and in a small chance, she emerged in what they call the new everfree-
Kik calls out “hey hes near” getting ready the flood true forms start marching off usually in a tank form
[equestria] [shining armor]
*pop* *pop* *pop* *pop*... *crack* *pop*... *pop* *pop* *pop*... ... *pop* *pop* *crack* ...
*Bang* *crack* *crack* *crack*
*clink* *crack* *crack* *pop*
Was the sounds he heard for the last hour he was looking for twilight its been a few months now. At least find her body
His scouts reported there's a massive army of what look like aliens, a robot and another army this time griffins. And a horde of those monsters he heard of. And an overrun camp of the aliens but what made him worry is his scouts found twilight’s guards helmet on a pike in the forest near the camp ‘it looked like a grave’ the scout said
He would be busy to get out of here safely.
[bob] [discord]
Watching the armies come closer to each other awaiting the onslaught and beautiful sight of spilling blood. Discord, however, didn't feel too good about it he gave the CMC a chance and kept them alive, he saved Luna, he kept twilight alive and made the soldiers there feel obliged to protect her. And an uncountable amount of good deeds with enough chaos to keep him fed. All under the nose of the old coot named bob
[somewhere]
‘i hunger... I see... Army... No armies... Dave... Must feast’ the spirit said as he awoke. The bones of his hideout cracked and broke under his weight. the bones mostly belonging to humans slid as he moved under a tree.
‘fast... Here it... Is’ looked upon a massive clearing with Griffins making trenches and some other fortifications.
[nowhere]
Goon awoke to his non-existent clock alarm and got out of hes non-existant bed and looked upon the Ark... “damn I should do something” instead he laid on his non-existent bed and fell asleep.
Author's Note
well I had more time and I don't know
[i am gonna use this song next chapter]
The human Tyrant moved as much as the suit allowed him to. He then fell straight on his ass. All while the area around him is best described as... ‘pure hell’ mixed with ‘up shit creek without a boat’ and a sprinkle of- ’oh fuck’ tyrant thought as a lance like pole of flesh nearly hit his dick, the monstrosity of flesh and bone moved closer and while the hornet made a pass with a gun run
*BRRRRT* *BRRRRT* *BRRRRT* three short burst’s but damn it did not a single bit of shit
“SCREEEAAAA!!” it screeched and made for the hornet but a hail of plasma got the monstrosity beforehand
“Oh damn” I comment as a formation of Five Covenant! banshees made a gun run. The sleek designs painting an awesome silhouette in the sun. Damn... Cool
Then unexpectedly and somehow unnoticed a fucking Corvette and sadly bringing flashbacks to Bullet, being a survivor to Reach... Where ever he is in this chaos.
The creature held its new injuries and the fucking corvette made a mad u-turn and bombarded the area. I meanwhile tried my best to get off my ass.
Getting to my feet I let a burst of rounds hit an eviscerated looking Sangheili. Damn this is getting out of hand. “Damn... Damn... Oh, fuck!” “*shhrrk* ” a spear of pure energy raced through the suit’s armour like nothing and making a kabab of my leg of my left leg “Aaagh!” I screamed and choked on my own blood... Is this how I die?
The suit starts to break down. The engine is fucked, the fuel is fucked, the gun is fucked. All is fucked. I reach to the eject lever and pull. And in realized too late that the airbags are red, meaning I am going to hate this. I wish I had my armour.
I get ejected with the whine of air and a “*Boom* ” from the hatch flying off and... “Aaaagh!” I scream again my vision filling with dots as I bleed out all the while I am ejected twenty feet in the air in a chair with despair... ‘what? ’ is my only thought as I drift off... A figure emerges through the shadows and I hear a whisper in my platoon leaders voice... “Canes Belli~” ... ‘wow I really had the hots for here... ’ i see the figure appear as an upright male deer looking hungry... Hmm
third person. for the mood
As the soldier slowly takes his last breath not from a wound but of a third party. The battle rages on. What was supposed to be an extermination turn for the... Fuck, I am supposed to make this dramatic. Anywho a covenant commander runs into the fray and grabs a purple and confused pony princess and slices the arm of a combat form.
“Die foul parasite!” said the warrior with a hint of disgust in his tone. The beast screeched and a few of its brothers hear it. “I’ll Take all you on Filth!” his calls are answered by a tank form.
In the distance, there’s a human with this massive rifle... Hes staring at the corpse of the man he called his best friend. “Damnit!” he aims the rifle to the various combat forms attacking an elite major protecting a purple thing. *Bang* the round hit its mark and the massive tank form died.
The battle rages on and in a distant void, there’s a dude. His name? Goon. He just stares. He was awoken by the battle and he was thinking of going to bed. So? He did. But he saw a pink glint in the corner of his eye. He grabbed it and chucked it in the hole. The ball; a glowing orb filled with some power, to what he can guess is the most competent soul there.
and in the new everfree
Princess Celestia flew to a cliff and saw smoke pillars. And she worried. The reason she worried is that that is the exact place she sent shining armour and a squadron of guards.
She then saw this massive aircraft flying to the smoke. This did not help quell her emotions. She felt some dark magic. An explosion of chaos magic and then nothing.
Bullet
‘Fuck!’ i thought as the man I called a friend during basic all the way through the Covie/human war just got fucking wasted! I wanted revenge and saw who threw the etherial spear: a fuckin small horse with a horn. ‘this little fucker’ then I looked to the range meter and saw it was 900 meters away. I took all the calculations and... Fired, this thing shoots almost like a laser by the way
*Bang*
I see the round curve up and down going to the right a small bit and hitting the target... Well not it’s head. More like its leg. The more I look at it I blew the fuckers leg off
“Damn bro you hit it” generic marine number 2,112,421,415 complements me.
“Mark it!” I order her.
“That’s eight,” she writes the kill count down on a piece of paper and I look back at the horse it’s still alive I ready the calculations again and fired... *Bang*
“Okay we should get the frick out of here”
“Okay let’s go” she holds a radio to her face and says “ Alvin bring the falcon were buggin’ off!.”
A few minutes later a falcon and with a loud thud. I grab a box on the side labelled with a radioactive symbol and press a button. ‘damn it takes a little push of a button to arm this device.’
I toss it to the ground with a proud smile... Why? Well, half the plan was a success. Tyrant dying was unexpected... And... Yeah I will shut up
3rd person
I was true. The plan was to ultimately eliminate the competition... Every human except tyrant hated this plan... But yeah the nuke was set for phase one phase two? Be the number one species.
Author's Note
Sorry this took so damn long
well here you go a... thing... sorry it isn't that long or exciting
[interlude]: The humans. part one
[lietenant David ‘Tyrant’ Simmons] [corporal Allen ‘Bullet’ Prestock] [western plains]
“Ow...” I say as I regain consciousness. Trying to remember what happened. Oh, that... The helicopter, the kid, me being a wimp, the explosion... “Explosion!” now I remember it all, that helicopter flew somehow. It was supposed to be a model, stupid fuckers up in high com put real bombs on the thing and now this happened.
Looking around; there's that mother fucker Tyrant... And a what do they call it, a W-warthog right?. hmm, cool looking car too. ‘mean green killing machine’ the DI always called them, except its red. It looks like a car with extra suspension, armor, and a fucking tri-barreled .50 cal ‘rotating death box’. Those... Grunts or un-goey called them
Anyways then there's me and David- er, Tyrant as he likes to call himself right now his helmet: a standard UNSC helmet but the visor is gone. Has a few words on it, one says ‘Tyrant’ the other says ‘big-Papa’ ugh he earned both of those, one on the battlefield and... You know. Well, he got the name ‘Tyrant because the grunts and jackals always called him that and somehow knowing who he is. But he just called himself Tyrant. More of an asshole though
Then there's me I am slightly taller than him but at least I kept the standard look for a marine. But damn harvest was hell then they sent us to Arcadia than the earth... I miss Reach. My Homeplanet, I was just a farmhand, now look at me a marine on this larg-- “what the fuck?” just starting to notice the nice view; there a spire made of... Something looks like steel but, eh. The beautiful ocean, the beach, a large fucking ring, the planet in the center of the ocean, that deer... Wait they are extinct aren't they? Meh, better than the moa.
I hear groaning next to me and see Tyrant lazily scratching at his crotch and slowly getting up “the fuck did you do you Retarded-nazi-dog-fucking-” he continued on for a while even when he has seen the view “crotch-smelling-donkey-fucking-” a while
[later] [finding a sadly broken/crashed Paris-class-heavy frigate]
we were driving through some potholes that riddled the land when we see it; a Paris-class-heavy frigate... damn. “What in the holy hell Bullet” Tyrant added “where fuck did you find this”
“It was just there” I reply
We stopped near a smoldering campfire “looks new” Tyrant said
“Is it?” I say. I can't really tell to be honest.
We approached the hanger about three hundred feet... *crack! * *ptzzzzuuuu * “Fuck, get some cover!” I yell as the round whizzed by
“Where? A fucking pebble!” his oh so obvious 'insight.'
*crack! * *crack! * *Thhhiiit *Paaanng~ * A round hit the ground near me but the other hit my helmet “eeek” I release a girl- manly sque- yell of manlines. There was a heavy thud where the helmet fell. I see a box and jump behind it, I take out my binoculars and look... Ok
In a fucked-looking and melted pelican; a girl with ballistic shades, she is using what looks like a .45 with a SmartLink Holosight pistol but the ballistic shades also must have a VISR built-in, but if she didn't have them that would be a hell of a shot
*crack * *thurkt * “agh Fuck” I hear Tyrant yelp out of pain. as a bullet grazed his hand
*bang! * *bang! *
“Ha ha ha” I chuckled at the stupidity at this ‘firefight’
“What so funny retard!?” he asked annoyance clear in his voice
“We’re in a firefight with a child,” I said with a chuckle only for... *crack! * *Thhikssssssss~ I look to the crate and see fire, fire!, “FIRE!!!” I run from the crate- a fucking fuel cell!. *BOOOOOOOOOOM!!*
“FUCK!!!” Tyrant yelled as he passed out
“Aaiiiiiii~” I screamed albeit high-pitched but still loud and then I hit my head on a rock
[Lola samings]
*bang! * Lola took another shot at what she thought were rebels because the vehicle they used. But they fired back
*crack! * *crack! * *tisuuum~ * *ting!
looking through the holosight on the gun and with the help of the glasses, she fired *bang! * hitting what she recognized as a fuel cell, there was a low whistle... then as the thing exploded she heard one yell ‘fire’ *BOOOOOOOOOM!*
[A short walk later]
she smirked as she walked closer. midway there she grimaced as she saw the uniforms, and she got closer to see the ID of these... marines.
“uh oh”
Author's Note
here's another while I do something in real life
Tyrant awoke, he looked around and saw wasteland... But then, he felt some kind of energy inside of him. Is he dead? Damn.
He pressed a button on his wrist and it beeped.
Not in the mood for questions.
The man got up and started walking... And walking... And walking. Eventually, he saw this horse some white thing with a too human-like expression. Showing pure terror and... Sorrow? Is that the word?
He walked up to... her and they talked... She cried, he, kinda just stood there. Should he tell here this was his idea? Or...?
A distant fluttering of a helicopter is heard
Its time for his plan to continue but, he is still wondering why hes alive.
end
Author's Note
this is the end I guess.
don't take this too seriously
my first story so I will improve it as time goes on. edit: the first story I put the effort into!
there's a lot of shit that goes on and it doesn't relate to the “plot” of this... Story? so yeah
