E.B.C. - 0102 And Lyra

Blank Slate was bored, not because of his job necessary, but because of his companion and, for the time, superior Miss Moondancer. No matter how many times he tried to break the ice, she would shut him down, and it was getting annoying. But then he remembered about the letter she sent to twilight.

"Er... miss Moondancer?"

"What do you want, Mister Blank Slate?" — she was cold, and her stare could even pierce plate armor.

"Are you angry about what happened to the letter you asked me to deliver?"

"No...why would I be enraged, within all the fury I can muster just because of a denied request?"

"You know, you were much more friendly before..." — He was struggling to say what he wanted, he needed to tell her — "I know, I may be a newbie, but you have been a pain in my rear ever since I got here, I ONLY WANT TO HELP YOU!"

Then, silence.
The awkward silence was killing Blank Slate inside, but then she moved.
Moondacer stood up from her table and stopped, as if thinking about her actions and behavior. She then started looking at Blank Slate gray eyes. As she did, a pink hue started to be seen in her muzzle.

"Oh... Mister Blank Slate, I'm sorry!" — she was looking legitimately apologetic— "I'm really sorry I was behaving as a foal..."

"Do not fret, it is OK. Everyone has bad days, and please call me Blank." — all while he was thinking about how bad his full name was.- "So, what made you so angry?"

"It's subject 0002, we know nothing about them, and the director doesn't want to help with researching more, we don't even have documents of the time!'

"Hum..."— A sly smile appears in Blank Slate face

'What?' — he got her curiosity

"Maybe I can help you with this..."- Moondancer ear perked up —"If we don't have 'official' fonts, maybe we can get some unofficial..."

"What do you mean?"

"Authors!"- Blank stood up from his (mockery) of table and walked to Moondancer side —"See, if the things that happened at that time were as great as you say, some author may have written something about it."

Blank looked at Moondancer eyes, he felt something warm inside him when her eyes started to shine the beauty of realization. She then hugged Blank, who stood there without knowing what to do, and then ran into the many bookshelves.

"Blank, you are a genius!"— she was almost singing. —"Of course, we have so many authors from that time that I forgot! Maybe Shake Spear wrote something or maybe Mr. H. Pferd or maybe..."

Blank Slate only smiled. He had no idea what she was mumbling about, but he was happy.

But when the door of the library opened, the sound brought him back to reality, and when he looked, it was his superior, Miss Twilight Sparkles.

"So, let's see if I'm understanding the situation" — Blank was incredulous about the situation at hand and couldn't believe his ears.- "You are telling me that Lyra, the one who should be teaching me about how NOT to cause problems with the anomalies, was compromised by the entity know as 0102, Right?"

"It's not certain...yet" — Twilight was apologetic about the subject, but still manage to go on — "So, I need your help to confirm the situation before I had to call the task force... and the director..."

"What you want to say is"Blank, you go ahead to see if it is secure for me, and if it is safe, you will enter, Right?"" — Said Blank, deadpanned.

Twilight tried to hide her face with the notes she took about the situation, but failed miserably and let a little bit of anger get out of her.

"Of course NOT, how can I call myself a senior research scientist if I can't help my friends?" - Blank looked at her, he was really surprised — "I was trained by the director to act as a mage when necessary, and you, who is nature gifted by strength being an earth pony, should go first just for precaution, I can provide help. Understood?"

"Yes. Sorry miss Twilight Sparkles."

"Call me just Twilight, I don't like titles." She coldly replied.

And so, the duo continued in the corridor to Lyra office, in absolute silence. But when they reached it, a strange smell enshrouded the outside part of the door, and when Blank could smell it, there was only one thing he could say.

"Twilight...is this smell... BOOZE?!"

The office was a mess.

Cans of beer, bottles of Vodka, apple Cinders and many other kinds of booze litter the ground, as did many types of unhealthy kinds of foods. All the while all the tables that were nicely organized in the center of the room have been trowed to the side, near the walls.

At the center of the room was the mare in question, sitting in Seiza form while playing the instrument which inspired her name.

"Lyra, we were so worried about you!" — Twilight was visibly concerned about her friend, but Lyra cut her.

"Shhh, he is sleeping!" — she spoke, trying to keep the low tone.

And so Blank and Twilight looked at the same time in her lap, and there, sleeping, was the infamous E.B.C. 0102, using Lyra thigh as a pillow.

As if choreographed, Blank and Twilight spoke at the same time.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"

"Shhhhhhh!" — Lyra tried to silence the others "you see, I could not put him in a confinement cell... he just... he has already suffered too much..."

And as she was saying, with her right hand she started stroking the green bald head of the creature, which, for some reason, drooled as she petted him, wetting the immaculate tuxedo he was using.

"Lyra, what do you mean by that?" Twilight asked with a tenth of suspicion and concern in her voice, but Blank Slate had widened his eyes and mouth — he knew what was this green being.

"Twilight, you see, he is a suffering soul..." Lyra's voice had a sad tone — "He is an orphan. When he was a little foal, a dark wizard got to his house and killed his parents because of one prophecy..."

Twilight interest was peaked, Blank Slate couldn't believe the bullshit he was hearing.

"Then he had to live with his evil aunt and uncle, living under the stairs for twelve years". — As Lyra was talking, tears were forming in her eyes. — "and then, he got no choice but to run away and become a sailor, and with some time, he almost became a captain..."

Blank Slate knuckles were white, he was getting very angry.

"But he was betrayed and got in a prison called Château d'If, where he had stood for twenty years..." She was now openly crying. "And when he scapped... His lover abandoned him and married his worst enemy, and he was forgotten by everypony..."

"And all this booze and food?" asked twilight, cutting her tale.

"He said that, as a human, he can only eat this kind of food and drinks... so I got some for him." Lyra dried her tear and was smiling a little.

"And the lap pillow?"was Blank's turn to ask.

"I REALLY like humans, and he is a human, CAN YOU BELIEVE THE CHANCES OF THIS HAPPENING!"

Twilight was taking notes when she heard something coming from her side. It was Blank who was mumbling things to himself, she could not understand what he was thinking, but by his expression, it was not good.

"Lyra... One last question...what.is.his.NAME?"

"He called himself Anon, why?"

"OK. I have bucking enough. Let's end this BULLSHIT. NOW!"

Twilight heard the muscle and bones of Blank Slate hand cracking as he entered the room, hand in fist position and a gaze that would burn the target.

"Blank, why are you looking at Anon like this?" - as the last thing Lyra said before the realization, and then horror hit her.

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Item/Entity : E.B.C. - 0102 (Anonymous)
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Object Class:
Safe In reality, i'm the greatest keter class the agency have. Yes, I'M A GOD BETWEEN GODS, SO DO AS I SAY! MWAHAHAHAHAHA

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Special Containment Procedures:

The entity known as E.B.C. 0102 is to be kept in a standard humanoid cell (see article 04-8 for the meaning of humanoid) compost of the main room, bathroom and a playroom.

0102 should be fed three times a day with the standard food procedure for omnivores.

The entity should be provided with many toys, games, and any kind of stimuli, seeing how it has a tendency to get bored easily. Note that all the items entering 0102 containment cell should be inspected, and no book is allowed, they bore 0102 faster.

At the time of this report, no one can have interactions with 0102 without supervision, and his extraction from the containment cell can only be made possible with approval of the site director and only for the tests.

When escorting 0102, a member of the task force Lightning must be present, and the presence of staff member Blank Slate shall also be requested. (The entity shows sight of wariness next to staff member Blank Slate).

Oh, they believe this piece of manure known as BLANK can help to contain me, they don't know how strong the GREAT ANON is!
...
Wait... I can't erase what I write through here?
Fuck! FUCK!
Please, if you read this, DON'T SHOW TO HIM. PLEASE!

At all times, the cell must be guarded by two guards, without the need for special training for the job.

No matter how much he says he needs, any beverage of some kind related to alcohol, or any type of adult entertainment toy and/or magazine to be happy/alive/in good condition is automatically denied.

WAIT, I NEED ALCHOOL TO LIVE!!!!! YOU'RE ARE ALL MONSTER!!! LYRA WHERE ARE YOU?

Please, just ignore him till he stops talking. If he insists on talking for far too long, the guard is authorized to use the tranquilizing agent on E.B.C. 0102.

I'M NOT ANNOYING!!!!

The guards who watch 0102 must be changed after six hours guarding the entity, mostly because he is considerate extremely annoying, and this can cause stress for those exposed for too long to 0102.

Description:
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General description:

E.B.C. 0102 is a male green humanoid being, with a small snout, call by him a nose, a normal mouth. He doesn't show to have any kind of fur in his body; He doesn't have any visible eyes, but can see things as if it had.

For some reason, it always wears a tuxedo, no matter the activity he is participating in or the ambience temperature.

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Physical structure:

E.B.C. 0102 have 1.7 m (5.5 ft), 65 Kg (143.5 pounds), and it is shown by the tests that 0102 have the strength and constitution below the average of a unicorn, and for some reason it appears to have questionable intelligence, decision-making skills and a tendency to speak far more than needed.

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Ability:

Entity 0102 is classified as a reality bender of the lowest type, seeing as he cannot do anything more than get small objects he wanted from somewhere, probably a pocket dimension, and clean his suit.

Another ability he have is to use some kind of variation of the spell "dream walk" and read any and all archives about him. He can even write text, but only in green text in the files, but he does not possess the ability to erase what's written.

It appears that the entity has some kind of mimetic effect that makes some ponies really love it or hate it. (See incident 0102 — Alpha.)

It has an uncanny ability to annoy anyone around him, so on the occasion of offensive actions by agency members, the use of force is authorized, but not the lethal kind.
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Personality

The personality of 0102 is hard to deal with. He has a habit of making bad jokes, loving any kind of booze, drugs and adult materials.
Beside his anoying personality, he is harmless.

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Capture:

0102 was found by agents of the bureau walking aimless in the village of Ponnyvile, frightening some residents, till it was caught by members of the weather team that held him in captivity till retrieval.

It almost escaped the containment after his arrival because the researcher assigned to him got compromised by his mimetic effects. But some days later, he was recaptured by the efforts of the assistant researcher Blank Slate. (See incident 0102-Alpha)

Incident 0102 — Alpha

📝The entity was lying on the ground with his head on Researcher Lyra Lap when Researcher assistant Black Slate stormed the room, followed by Senior researcher Twilight Sparkles.

Researcher Lyra tried to stop Mr. Blank Slate with some pleas, but it did not work. After a short sprint, Mr Blank Slate kicked entity 0102 in the stomach making it awake in pain and without air.

Miss Lyra tried to stop the retrieval of 0102, but was stopped by Miss Twilight magic.

It could be seen that after the first hit, Mr Blank Slate got too excited and continue to hit the entity 0102 while saying things like "Who's your daddy?" and "Your Fucking liar!" — it was hypothesised that he was under E.B.C. 0102 mimetic effects.📝

ADDENDUM 1#:

After ABC 0102 got proper treated for his injuries, he was led to his cell.
After he acclimated with the place, the Head researcher Twilight Sparkle accompanied by the Mobile task force Lightning captain, Miss Hotline, for the first round of questions.

The group followed the corridor, all while hearing 0102 talk about much nonsense, till they reach the interrogation room.

The interrogation room was small, with only a small table, two chairs and a crystal in the ceiling for light, and a one-way glass in the wall for observation of the interactions.

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📝> Interviewed:** E.B.C. 0102 - Also know as Anonymous

Interviewer:** Head of researcher departament Twilight Sparkles

Foreword:**Twilight Sparkle aim to interview the entity to know more about the creature, its origins, and its personality.

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Twilight** Good day, Mister 0102. How are you?
*The entity shows to be in an agitated mood.*

0102:** How am I, you ask? I'm feeling like shit!

Twilight** Mister 0102, please calm yourself. I just want to talk -

0102:** you know what, fuck you, horse head! And my name is not 0102. It is Anonymous!

Twilight** mister -

0102:** But my friends can call me Anon you know, but you can't. Even if you have this great body...

Twilight** Mister, please refrain from this kind of commentary!

0102:**Why? Just because you are hot?

Twilight** I'm... I'm not hot!

0102:** You know what’s really hot? Meeting a sexy green human in a closed bedroom and...
* At this point, Head researcher Twilight used her magic to trow 0102 to the opposite wall.*

0102:** Ouch... Okey, I deserved that...

Twilight** Sorry for this, but I am a scientist seeking answers and you are being really inaproprieted.

*The entity sigh and returned to his chair.*

0102:** So... what do you want to know?

Twilight** tell me your story, please.

0102:** you see, I'm a pained soul. When I was eight my parent took me to see a movie... horse people probably didn't know what it is a Movie... [the entity cleaned his trhouth] they took me to the theatre and, and when it was over... we exited by a dark alley and a thief kill them... Because of this, I travelled all around the world learning martial arts to avenge them and save my city from injustice!

* Head researcher twilight was unamused by the story, and with her magic she brought a document Binder with 0102 number's on it. She then started sorting the files till she found what she wanted.

Twilight** 'E.B.C. 0102 showed to have bellow the average strength for a male unicorn, and the examination concluded that the being was completely out of shape."

0102:** BLASPHEMY!

Twilight** You see, mister Anonymous, I tried to be a good guest, and make an interview in a way that would be good for me and for you...

0102:** I have a bad feeling about this...

Twilight** You forced my hand.
* Following this, the head researcher Twilight Sparkles exits the interrogation room.*

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Closing Statement:** Because of the uncooperative nature of ABC 0102, harsher methods shall be employed.📝

ADDENDUM 2#:

Soon after the failure of the previous interview, Head researcher Twilight requested the help of blank Slate, even if it was obvious that he was affected by 0102 mimetic properties, to conduct the next interview.
He accepted on the condition that he could threaten the entity.

The Request was accepted.

On the other side of the mirror, miss Twilight and Captain Hotline stood in pronto in case of an emergency.

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Interviewed:** E.B.C. 0102 - Also know as Anonymous

Interviewer:** Researcher assistant Blank Slate

Foreword:**Twilight Sparkle, on the other side of the one way mirror, aim to use interview to know more about the entity, its origins, and its personality.

** Reasearcher Assistent Blank Slate entered the interrogation room and immediately put the chair in the door, as a way of locking Miss Twilight and the captain Hotline out of the room.

Blank Slate:** [Right, you little piece of green turd. I have questions and you have answers.]

0102** [Hey, I want a piece of me? Because if want, my body is ready!]

* Blank Slate put his hands in the 0102 head, and hit the table with it.

Blank Slate:** [How did you come to Equestria?]

0102** [You see, when I was little, the boat of my family got lost in the forest, and, after my parents died by a leopard, I was created by monkeys and — ]

* Blank Slate took the table and threw it to the corner of the room. Captain Hotline started to go the door, but was stopped by twilight.

Blank Slate:** [BUCK YOU! Stop lying, you green bucker!]

0102** [How did you kn-]

Blank Slate:** [Not matter! I can and I WILL use FORCE to know what I want]

0102** [...]

Blank Slate:** [good. Now tell me. How the BUCK did you get here.]

0102** [I was walking the street after I bought some Ganja — for medical reasons — and when I looked around, there were only horse people. And they are HOT. ]

Blank Slate:** [Oh... so you are a dimensional anomaly...]

0102** [Hey, Blank Fuker, did you see dat purple horse girl?]

Blank Slate:** [....]

0102** [Bro... I have to say, she is HOT!]

Blank Slate:** [...]

0102** [You Know, maybe you can help me to get a piece of that booty? ]

Blank Slate:** [I can't believe...]

0102** [YES! NO ONE CAN RESIST THE ALIEN SEX APEAL! MUAHAHAHA]

*At this point, Blank Slate loked direct at the mirror, shaking his head as if give in to some dark thought.

Blank Slate:** [You are right. He has some mimetic property that makes me only want to crush his skull and it is hard even to think...]

0102** [Hey, big boy, I'm talking to you! You know what would be fun? We can make a party, maybe share the purple butt, what do you think?]

Blank Slate:** [You are all proof that I resisted till now. But give up]

0102** [hum... you talking to someone?]

* Blank Slate turned to face 0102 with a grim smile, 0102 showed to be oblivious to his intent.*

0102** [Ah, right; you want to taste first to see if I'm good for her. Okey. My body is ready.]

Blank Slate** [Beter be...] * his grim smile only grew larger*

* At this point, Twilight sparkles authorized Captain Hotline to intervene, and it took her a minute to break him.
Till then, Blank Slate proceeded to hit 0102 many times with his fists, hooves, chair and table.*

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Closing Statement:** Based on the intelligence collected, it's confirmed that 0102 is a dimensional anomaly, and it may be the source of his anomalous properties.
More than that, we confirmed 0102 mimetic effects in other living beings, and that it's effects can be resisted to some degree. (More research pending) . 📝

ADDENDUM 3#:

Any interaction between 0102 and miss Lyra Hearthstring or Mister Blank Slate whiteout site director Sunny Skies approval are forbidden.

If miss Lyra try to help 0102 in any form, please inform your superior and try to contact Special Agent Sweet Drops.

In the case of Mister Blank Slate, the usage of tranquilizing baton are authorized, for he can become dangerous, in a state similar to a berserker, when expose for too long to 0102.

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Author's Note

Okay... I wanted to write less, but some ideas came popping in my head, and I had to add in.
Well, now I know why some amateur writers take time between chapters.

Anyway, thanks for reading.

Next chapter will start to touch a more dangerous object E.B.C.# 305... But I'll probably cut the chapter in more parts to facilitate reading.