Project Uma Kyōkai

The project to give Omega a body was more ambitious than anything you'd undertaken before. With her assistance, you began slowly, piecing together her new form bit by bit. At first, Omega wasn’t sure what she wanted. Her initial ideas lacked direction, but as time went on and the framework of her body took shape, her confidence grew. She started expressing preferences, tweaking details, and contributing ideas to the design.

Pinkie Pie made frequent visits to the workshop, her boundless enthusiasm providing both entertainment and energy. Sometimes she offered ideas—most of which were too whimsical to be practical—but more often, she brought cupcakes or cookies to keep you fueled.

As the project progressed, you noticed an issue: metal was becoming scarce. Equestria, with its abundance of crystalline structures, wooden buildings, and stone edifices, seemed to lack the industrial surplus you'd grown accustomed to. The spider tank had been a rare exception, and most of its scrap had already been used in the construction of your prosthetic arm.

Omega, however, didn’t see the shortage as a setback. In fact, she embraced it. “Captain,” she said one evening, her digital face glowing warmly on your arm’s display, “I’ve been thinking. I’ve come to love nature and how beautifully everything in it works together. I don’t need to be made of metal. I’d like my chassis to be mostly wood.”

You were initially surprised by the request, but as you worked with the natural materials, you realized how fitting it was. The wooden framework added a unique charm to her design, and the careful craftsmanship made it feel alive in a way metal never could. Omega’s new body was starting to reflect her personality: adaptable, resourceful, and deeply connected to her surroundings.

When the body was finally complete, it was time to transfer Omega. The process was strange and slightly unsettling. You began disassembling your prosthetic arm, piece by piece. Although the arm had no nerves, you experienced a phantom sensation as you removed its parts. It wasn’t painful, but it was undeniably uncomfortable—a reminder of how integrated the arm had become with your sense of self.

You carefully extracted the motherboard, memory card, and screen that housed Omega’s core functions. Twilight had helped craft a magical battery to serve as her power source. While it wasn’t powerful enough to run a vehicle like the spider tank, it was more than sufficient to keep Omega’s new body operational.

Once everything was in place, you installed the screen on what would serve as her head. With a faint hum, the screen lit up, and Omega’s familiar face appeared. Her digital eyes widened as she examined her new form. Slowly, she lifted one of her wooden arms, the grain catching the light of the workshop.

“Wow, Captain… it’s beautiful,” she said, her voice filled with wonder.

You smiled, a mix of pride and bittersweet emotion welling up inside you. Omega glanced at your prosthetic, which still lay partially disassembled on the workbench. Placing her oak hand over where her heart would be, she said, “Here, allow me to help.”

With surprising dexterity, she used her new hands to reassemble your arm. Her movements were precise, almost surgical, as she secured each piece back in place.

“Thanks, Omega,” you said once the arm was reattached.

She smiled on the screen. “Now, let’s see what this body can do!” she exclaimed.

Omega began moving around the workshop, testing her new limbs with childlike excitement. She waved her arms, bent her knees, and even attempted a clumsy spin that made you laugh. She was clearly enjoying her newfound freedom.

You asked Fluttershy to send a letter to Twilight, letting her know about Omega’s transformation. When Fluttershy arrived at the workshop, her eyes widened at the sight of your new wooden companion.

“Uhm… alright,” Fluttershy said, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

Omega stepped forward, trying to reassure her. “Don’t be afraid, Fluttershy. It’s just me, Omega.”

Fluttershy relaxed slightly, though she still seemed a little nervous. “Oh, okay. I-I guess it’s just… new.” She hesitated, then added, “Discord and I are going to have a tea party soon, so… uhm… have fun with Twilight when she gets here.”

After Fluttershy left, you turned to Omega. “I know you love nature, but wood will decay over time. Let me know when it gets to be too much, and I’ll rebuild your chassis. Until then, take care of the wood that makes you… you.”

Omega nodded solemnly. “Understood, Captain. I’ll be mindful.”

Twilight didn’t take long to arrive. She burst through the door with her characteristic enthusiasm, her eyes lighting up when she saw Omega.

“Wow! I can’t believe you actually did it! Omega, look at you!” Twilight exclaimed, circling the wooden figure with fascination. “I knew you back when you were a tank!” she added, her voice turning playful and cutesy.

Omega folded her wooden arms and rolled her digital eyes, a small grin appearing on her screen. “Yes, I’ve come a long way, haven’t I?”

You laughed at the exchange. “My arm’s going to feel a little empty without you, Omega.”

She turned to you, her expression softening. “Apologies, Captain. But this is a choice I believe is more beneficial—for both of us.”

You nodded, understanding the truth in her words. “I’m glad you like your new body.”

Omega took a deep breath—or at least the wooden equivalent—and looked out the window at the world beyond. For the first time, she wasn’t just an observer or a tool. She was something more—an individual, ready to explore and experience life on her own terms.

Twilight watched the two of you, a smile on her face. “You’ve done something amazing here,” she said. “This isn’t just engineering. It’s… it’s a little bit of magic, too.”

“Maybe,” you replied, “but most of all, it’s friendship.”

Omega’s screen lit up with a warm smile. “And that’s the most powerful thing of all.”