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time to stop
»mlp gif Batpony mlp OC Royal guard minor mlp милитаризм my little pony фэндомы
"It was raining. Pouring, really, because of course it was. They don't have the guts to attack us in broad daylight. That's why the crews are usually mixed - we have better night sight, unicorns have magic. Where was I...? Oh yes... We were both soaked to the bone, but we kept watching the sky, firing shot after another, the gun shaking with recoil -"
"Hang on, recoil? Doesn't it fire laser or something?"
"What's a... laser?"
"It's... well, basically, a really bright, concentrated beam of light."
"That sounds like something the Princess would use."
"Hm, yes."
"But... no. The projectiles are actually something called 'plasma'. It's kinda technical."
"Plasma? Plasma of what? It's red, so maybe nitrogen from the atmosphere... But how do you even feed enough energy into that thing? You'd need like... a star or something! Not that a laser would be much better, when I think about it. The waste heat alone should torch the whole gun -"
"Hey! Look, I don't know all the details! I aim, I correct, and I shoot. The spotter is usually the one powering the gun, and doing most of the maintenance. All I do is 'Hold this here' and 'Don't touch that!'."
"Right. Sorry. I just thought I'd learn something really groundbreaking."
"I get it. Heh. You unicorns are all the same when it comes to these things. All I know is that it's something to do with the channeling crystals. It takes time to charge them up, and they eventually stop working all together. Just go find a group of spotters in a pub, and they'll ramble your ears off with environmental factors, cool down periods, recharge times, magic flows, ignition energies... Ugh. Just thinking about it makes me want to take a nap. Where was I?"
"It was a dark and stormy night?"
"Right! It was a dark and stormy night..."
"Hang on, recoil? Doesn't it fire laser or something?"
"What's a... laser?"
"It's... well, basically, a really bright, concentrated beam of light."
"That sounds like something the Princess would use."
"Hm, yes."
"But... no. The projectiles are actually something called 'plasma'. It's kinda technical."
"Plasma? Plasma of what? It's red, so maybe nitrogen from the atmosphere... But how do you even feed enough energy into that thing? You'd need like... a star or something! Not that a laser would be much better, when I think about it. The waste heat alone should torch the whole gun -"
"Hey! Look, I don't know all the details! I aim, I correct, and I shoot. The spotter is usually the one powering the gun, and doing most of the maintenance. All I do is 'Hold this here' and 'Don't touch that!'."
"Right. Sorry. I just thought I'd learn something really groundbreaking."
"I get it. Heh. You unicorns are all the same when it comes to these things. All I know is that it's something to do with the channeling crystals. It takes time to charge them up, and they eventually stop working all together. Just go find a group of spotters in a pub, and they'll ramble your ears off with environmental factors, cool down periods, recharge times, magic flows, ignition energies... Ugh. Just thinking about it makes me want to take a nap. Where was I?"
"It was a dark and stormy night?"
"Right! It was a dark and stormy night..."
mlp Art & Music mane 6 Twilight Sparkle личное my little pony фэндомы
"(Feeling that the Time will Never Stop)"
"My Own Little World - Afterglow"
Есть только миг между прошлым и будущим...
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Аннотация от автора:
I loved Rarity in her detective outfit. I realized that she had a potential foe already in the show: Cheerilee. Her 'Smooth Criminal' hat gave me the perfect excuse to create a little cat n' mouse game with our resident ponies.
Frenetic. The past two days were just that. She was hot on my tail and no matter what I did I just could not shake her. By now I’m sure she has a good idea of who it is she's pursuing. Not that I’d stop to ask her. No, my only goal was to stay one step ahead of her, literally and figuratively. But Sweet Celestia, she was making it difficult.
This whole mess began a week ago. I had stopped in Twilight’s castle to borrow a book. The princess was out so I spoke to her assistant. Spike took my request with all the enthusiasm and attention of baked potato learning calculus. I had clearly interrupted some other task or activity of his. Now, either I misinterpreted the rules on returning the book or he simply offered a shoddy explanation. That remains to be determined.
I took the book, expecting to return it in two weeks’ time. Somehow, none of that was not conveyed to Twilight.
I had taken the book with me when I had gone to visit a friend in Canterlot. It was there that I discovered that I was a suspect. I overheard gossip at a local cafe: One of the princess's favorite books had been stolen. Well isn't that just fine? I retreated to my hotel room, paranoid that everypony knew I was a fugitive. I paced, trying to calm myself. I looked out the window. Then I saw her. In the square below she stood out quite well in her detective outfit. That silly thing. Yet I knew she meant business. I left in haste.
I would be remiss if I failed to mention that I am wholly unaccustomed to being pursued in such a manner. Yet here I am, racing through dank alleyways in a part of Canterlot barely fit for Diamond Dogs. The posh and glamour of the city during the day dissipated into a fog of debauchery and grime during the night. How quaint. What worried me more than the grim and shady characters was that I found enjoyment in being chased. There was a thrill that teaching just couldn't provide.
I found I had to do more than just keep moving. Like a changeling at a costume party, I had to be everypony. Disguises became my friends. This little getup you see here is quite fetching, if I'm being honest. But fashion talk will have to wait. At this point I simply want to get back to Twilight before Rarity can find me. Then I'd win.
I could easily explain the situation to Twilight. She's amenable and forgiving of misunderstanding. Rarity, however, would be less likely to believe such a tale. Congenial and understanding is her natural state. When she plays detective, however, she becomes less hospitable to stories and alibis, no matter their veracity. I’m not allowing myself to be turned in like some common criminal. Therefore, I run.
mlp Art & Music King Sombra mlp OC mlp милитаризм minor my little pony фэндомы
Вроде арт баян,а может и нет.В общем единственное,что я нашел,которое хоть чуть подходит под тему песни. Надеюсь тапками сильно не закидаете.
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| All of the city Turns to black And fades away Dreams of the crystal heart Turn into nightmares as it breaks apart Darkness has overtaken An ancient evil has been awakened They all expected me to save them Who could have guessed I would have failed After where we've been Time and time again We fall We let them down and now We're captive just as well Tried so hard, but in the end Lost it all anyway All of those who trusted us Locked and caged Can't get away Who's to blame now Who's to blame now You're to blame now You're to blame now Who's to blame now Who's to blame It's you (I gave it all) It's you (It's your fault now) Failed to save us Sombra slaved us Darkness changed us Hate deranged us Who's to blame now Who's to blame It's you It's you She had a chance to save the lives of everyone She held it in her hooves and now it's gone Who designed the minds of kings to be so cruel Who's anger could have made this hatred spawn Might as well just give myself away I'm not the one to save them Trust in what I could have been I will not let you down this time Sombra's darkness crystallizing Friendships made are now dividing Hypnotizing, paralyzing Harmony destabilizing Damn myself And give away What's left of me A sacrifice to Save the ones I love so dearly Hold me as the End grows closer Chained up to this Crystal prison Weighing on my Last decision Feed me to the Entity of hate | Весь город Погряз во тьме И вскоре исчез. Мечты о кристальном сердце Стали кошмарами, когда оно разбилось. Наступила тьма, Древнее зло пробудилось. Они все надеялись, что я спасу их. Кто мог знать, что я не смогу. После всех мест, где мы когда-либо бывали, Снова и снова Мы падаем. Мы подвели их, и сейчас Мы точно так же заключены. Старались изо всех сил, но в итоге Всё равно всё потеряли. Все, кто доверяли нам, Сидят взаперти, Не в состоянии сбежать. Чья теперь эта вина? Чья теперь эта вина? Теперь это ваша вина. Теперь это ваша вина. Чья теперь эта вина? Кто виноваты? Вы (Я лишилась всего). Вы (Теперь это ваша ошибка). Не смогли спасти нас, Сомбра поработил нас, Тьма изменила нас, Ненависть свела нас с ума. Чья теперь эта вина? Кто виноваты? Вы. Вы. У неё был шанс сохранить жизнь каждому, Он был у неё в копытах, но теперь она потеряла его. Кому пришло в голову, чтобы короли были столь жестоки? Чей гнев привёл к этому порождению ненависти? В итоге я предала саму себя, Я не та, кто может их спасти. В надежде, что я могла бы быть той, Я не подведу вас в этот раз. Тьма Сомбры обратилась в кристалл. Дружба разрушена, Подчинена, скована. Гармония пошатнулась. Осуди меня И отдай Всё, что от меня осталось, Пожертвуй, чтобы Спасти тех, Кого я так люблю. Держи меня, когда Придёт конец, Запри в этой Кристальной тюрьме, Давящей на моё Последнее решение, Накорми меня Сущностью ненависти. |
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