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Better Layton Never: Execute Thread #66 !.ZzGrellBsCountry code: ponychan.png, country type: customflag, valid: 41555903[View All]

#BLN #Better Layton Never #Ask/Invite #IC

Star Wars III soundtrack - Order 66 and the Jedi Temple

>In the cold and dim interior of a resplendent star cruiser a figure looks out a wide viewport at the endless expanse of space itself. His hands, gnarled and greyed, fold behind his back. He gazes at the canvas of stars speckling a black void and grins, revealing atrocious rotten teeth in his saggy mouth.


Ah, good. The time has finally arrived. For years I've spent waiting...biding my time until at last the monolith that was the Jedi reign became complacent. Dull. Ignorant and arrogant. The 'balance' by which the Jedi strive became their very downfall, and now the galaxy bends to the whim of the Sith. It is united, it is strong, and soon our focus can hone elsewhere.

>He turns and gazes behind him, his eyes burning in the dark. Even sunken and sallow as he appeared, there was a distinct menace in his presence. His voice ranged from quiet and sophisticated to cruel and cackling, enough to make anyone's hair stand on end just by listening to him.


Perhaps...your measly solar system? It would not be much a challenge, but I confess...the prospect is tempting. I sense great darkness. I sense great anger. Will to dominate. Will to subjugate. Will to kill anything standing in the way...

>A greasy cackle echoes in the dark.


Oh. Do you think you can stand in the way of the Sith? Such confidence...your emotions shall betray you. The Dark Side consumes all. You, your world will be no different. You may try to resist. It would be amusing to me to see it even if you shall fail.

You still wish to try? Very well...let's begin.

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>>41562580
Mmm...

That reminds me....I might need to see about what Grell mentioned. Mentioned that Alton could get me some work or an loan or....something....gonna need it for...

>Clint looked at his sore nub of an arm, he couldn't easily reattach his missing arm. Clint will probably need to make a trip to Lumina to get a new arm. And he wasn't going to cheap out on it...hell, they might not even have the technology he had with his previous arm. So he'll have to make a custom job ontop of that....perhaps he'd need to suit up too, and maybe get a new eye...maybe....


...either way. If ya want. I can try doing the talking...

>Clint spoke as the two navigated the halls of the manor. Making their way towards the cell. Albeit, slowly. Clint never needed to stop though, lucky for that. And once they had actually gotten to a cell properly Clint would throw the body in, only adjusting it and pushing it over with a foot. Only doing this because it'd take too much effort to lean down and do it by hand.

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>>41562578
>>41562576
Uh huh......

>Seemingly uninterested in the happenings of the drunken princess, Hellboy begins walking down toward the opposite hallway from wince he came.


I'm gonna go see if I can find her friend. You keep doing what you're doin Le'es

>With both eyes focused on the hallway he begins walking away toward the chief's office. His heavy body sure to alert anyone in his path.


>>41562574
>It was only recently that the newest police chief had been instated. Undoing the controversial work of their predecessor would be first priority. As such there wasn't much time to personalize the office outside of a handful of personal effects. Other then a model motorcycle and a picture on the desk it was almost indistinguishable from any other office in the precinct.

>That being said most of the files in here would be of the highest priority. Meaning that the desk as well as the file cabinets aligning the walls would be locked.

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>>41562590
>Going through even more of the camp wouldn't do much else to Wade's mental condition. He already knew the stakes were much higher then what he was seeing. At least three times the amount was waiting for him to succeed today. They would look and glare at him, but he was used to it. Let them think what they wanted to think, he knew why he was here.

>Upon entering the tunnel he would roll up the back of his coat along with the sleeves to keep them from catching on to anything. He was actually glad it was Shadow Tempest who broke the silence.


It's about the same as any other nation these days. Rift activity constantly bringing in new faces, and at the same time new problems. It's not as bad as it used to be what with evil gods popping up every other week like it was the center of the universe or something.

>Wade would glare off to the side as he spoke the last sentence. He knew exactly what he was talking about and hoped the people responsible felt bad about it.


But seems for every bad guy out there there's a good number of equally strong people who want to stop them cause it's in their nature or something. Celestia even set up Town to form as a home for people brought in with no place else to go.

>He still wonders if the decision was the correct one. Seemed like every day Town was gaining more power in the people it inhabited. And it seemed every one of them had their own unique type of magic. Made him wonder if there were any "normal" people left out there.


Though you did hear right. A few years back Canterlot got invaded. It was.....

>He pauses for a moment. He thinks back on how useless he was during the whole thing. If it hadn't been for his friends Thanos would have succeeded and he would have done what he set out to do, leading to the death of everyone who ever existed. He didn't even get much of a chance to prevent it. A far better man then Wade could ever hope to be didn't even stand a chance, what hope did he have in the long run? Another tally on the long list of regrets Wade's made in his miserable life.


...... We managed to pull through in the end though. A few nations who helped us fight back offered to help rebuild Canterlot. It's different but the core of the place is still there. Celestia never once stopped in her goal to help everyone possible. No matter how impossible it seems sometimes.

>For a brief moment Wade flashes back to a burning town. His arm melted off as a creature from the deep towers before him with a malicious grin. Once again he was useless. Others had to come in and save the day for him.

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>>41562593

>Tempest listens quietly as Wade describes their native home.


That sounds like an intense existence to live. The rifts that pop up here are rare and usually quite small. Given the massive rift that dropped the country here in the first place, I wonder if the region is out of energy to produce larger rifts anymore. Probably for the best. Even without Atlus invading, I doubt Holweet could afford to lose another city.

>For the briefest moment, Tempest smiles.


It's good to hear that while the cities in Equestria may have changed, Celestia is just as I remember her being. Hopefully I will get to see this new and rebuilt Canterlot myself.

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>>41562515
>Pam's face showed a bit of relief at Mimir's assurance that things were okay. She still wondered what she meant by an infestation and structural damage, but that was really just a side thought. The important thing was that everything was okay, especially for Mimir.

Oh, good, I was kind of worried.

>She smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of her head, but it was quickly replaced by a look of surprise as she suddenly mentioned that apparently she was being transferred.


What, are you serious?!

>She exclaimed excitedly. That was a very big surprise. She had been more or less consigned to the fact that Mimir was always going to be far away from her because of her job, but this completely turned things around.


That's really awesome. That Strider guy seems like he's really cool, I guess I should thank him if I ever get the chance...

>She trailed off for a moment before bringing her attention back to the present, smiling once again at Mimir, clearly very pleased by the turn of events.


But yeah, I guess that means we'll have the chance to be together more. It'll make up for all the time lost over the last year.

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>>41562612
<"That Strider guy seems like he's really cool, I guess I should thank him if I ever get the chance..."

>Mimir's expression widens into one of her odd smiles, that Pam might recognize from the previous times she's seen it as actually more of a grimace.


"Well...I mean he's something all right, though I'm still not sure if he went along with it mostly because I let it slip that it'd piss off the Lumina branch...or cause I ended up buttering him up so it didn't sound like I was questioning his authority to pull it off."

>Either way, the girl thinks to herself that it's....probably best not to get into the implications of the last thing the Riftguard Leader had said to her or what any of that might have meant, especially not if Pam was going to go out of her way to talk to the man in question.


>....Still, between Pam talking about "making up for lost time" and thinking back to Strider's somewhat final cryptic comments...its not hard for her mind to drift.


"Oh!"

<After all...seeing Pam again was making her feel pretty giddy, and Pam is...hopefully really excited to see her too, after all absence makes the heart grow fonder right?...And a year is quite a bit of absence. Still, it's important to play it cool....especially since the werewolf is so far out of her league.


>With a few deep breaths the girl moves to plop down on a nearby park bench, letting her jacket fall a little looser as she finally looks back and up at her girlfriend with am attempt at a playful smirk.


"I mean...Oh? What exactly did you have in mind for a start? After all, that's a lot of time to make up for."

>I'd be clear that the girl is trying to put on some sort of air of....something, but the awkward way she rambles the question out doesn't really fit her pose.

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>>41562613
>Pam shrugs her shoulders lightly.

Well I mean the only thing we can do is trust that he's actually planning on going through with it. And either you'll find out on your own when you actually get transferred, or we can check back with Strider later on and ask. Either way it'll be clear eventually.

>She smiles and shakes her head slightly, moving on from it. She smiles a bit wider at Mimir's words. She doesn't really quite get the suggestiveness of what she was saying, rather taking it as an actual question about what she meant.


Well I was thinking we could just talk about what's been going on over the past year and a half. Maybe take a walk around the park.

>She reaches out her hand towards Mimir, open and offering it for her to hold if she wished.


I've got a whole adventure I could talk about, but I also want to know what you've been up to.

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>>41562614
>The much more petite girl's smirk fades as Pam continues to just stand around while she's talking, a soft pout taking its place as she curls up into what for her is a more comfortable sitting position.

"...Well, like he did the transfer all over the phone while I was there, but I'm supposed to show up in a couple of days to make it official. It's really just that I'm not sure why he was so interested seeing how he acted at first anyways."

<Is Pam not that excited to see her after all?....Or maybe she just did it wrong, it's been a while since she saw that film after all....even though it doesn't seem that complicated of a signal so maybe Pam is just cooling off on...


>Mimir's pout eases up a bit as she notices the taller girl's outstretched hand and after a few moments, she finally reaches out and holds onto it. However, instead of pulling herself up or anything she actually gives Pam's hand a few tugs down towards the bench she's sitting on.


"Well, I'm fine with talking but..."

>Not that she has the strength to actually pull Pam down or anything.


"...If we're going to talk about everything at once, it'd be better if we sat down for a bit, right? If we're walking I might end up missing part of it after all."

<Well, its not like she couldn't just record it for playing back whenever though...but Pam doesn't need to know that right now.

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>>41562615
>Pam was barely taken aback by Mimir's tugging on her hand to sit down next to her on the bench. She berated herself inside her head about the whole thing, of course Mimir wanted to sit together. That made so much more sense than walking around the park. It seemed in her effort not to push affection too much on the other girl had blinded her to the obvious fact that she would want some affection.

>Despite thinking all of this, she acted almost immediately, letting Mimir's gentle tugs pull her down to sit beside her. After a moment of getting situated on the bench, she sat up straighter and moved herself closer to Mimir, finally putting her arm around her shoulder and gently pulling her closer until they could both be comfortable.


Sorry, I wasn't sure what you wanted to do. Sometimes I can be a bit clueless.

>She said with a sheepish smile, turning her head to look at Mimir's face.


I probably should have been able to guess, though, sitting is a much better option. It's nice to be able to be close to you.

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>>41562315
>>41562419
>>41562425
>>41562581
>Bailey had quickly made her way towards her home. Thankfully, with her motorcycle, her reckless driving, and the distance from her home not being too terrible, she was able to make it back in only a moments notice. And oddly enough, she had placed a quick reply in the group chat

BC: LMAO
BC: i guess my roommates just fucked yeeted this shit out a window and now the teleporters just sitting in the middle of the fucking road
BC: whatever
BC: i can park my car on there for a few days or whatever
BC: till we figure this out i guess


>Bailey thought to herself as she had already driven her bike onto it. It probably wasn't big enough for it, and she was going to have to bring out her four wheeled vehicle for it. And she'd probably need to crack her rift guard privileges to get a permit to allow her to just leave it there...


BC: hey
BC: one of yous probably already answered this
BC: but how come we cant just break the teleporter?

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>>41562624
"Eeep!"

>Even with this having been basically her idea in the first place and her not really even remotely trying to resist Pam pulling her close, Mimir can't help but let out a flustered sounding squeak.


"..."

<Why is she so close all of a sudden? I mean...we are dating so...Its fine right? Right? Wow her face is reallly really close though...


"Mmmn, yeah."

<It'd....probably be too early in the relationship for kissing...


>She mumbles out as if she's a bit distracted by something, her cheeks burning a bright red as she finally looks away from Pam's gaze.


"A...any...ways, its not like there's really been much interesting things on my end, I mean even during the occasional kaiju attack all I do is scour the cams for weakpoints, so its not like there's really been anything interesting on my end, or well I guess there was that Black Knights group that hijacked the news broadcasts but I haven't been able to really track them down or anything so its kind of a dead end right now...."

>Only after her rapid fire rambling and then finally taking several heavy sounding deep breaths does the girl seem to start to calm back down, relaxing enough to lean against the werewolf girl instead of staying rigidly alert like a startled squirrel.

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>>41562108
>>41562119
>>41562421
>After what feels like a month of waiting for Andurs to finally stop talking to himself, Lambo tilts his head a little bit showing a slight bit of concern.

..Are you okay??

>But the small child quickly changes tracks and immediately hops back to the subject of his rival.


REBORN! One of the best hitman out there, second only to the great Lambo-san! He keeps getting me with cheap tricks, but I need to beat him once and for all!

>Don't ask him where this mystery person is though; he has no idea!


We will set up traps and lure him in! I'll finally have you, Reborn!

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>>41562192
You're welcome!

I wouldn't get too comfy though.

>Though outside of that statement, he seems to quickly brush past it.


So, whatcha doin' out here? Dumb question, I'm sure, but dumbass over here doesn't exactly make a habit out of attacking people for no reason.

How'd ya piss him off?

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>>41562001
Oh, no no, it's okay. Wouldn't want to intrude any more than I have to.

>There was quite a bit he had to unpack here, so he'd kinda like to just jump straight to the point and get into it.


To give you the short version here, myself, and many others, would like to ask you to join a group of ours known as the Vongola family. It's a sort-of vigilante group acts more as a, well, family that works together to protect those around them.

Though, with that said, there definitely is quite a serious string attached.

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>>41562159
...

>Well that wasn't good.


>He leaned forward a bit, resting his elbow on top of the Sea Kings head and leaning his own head on his fist as he began to think of a solution to this problem.


>Sure, he could try and scare them, but that likely wouldn't get them very far. If they could just get outside, the Seak King could get some water and would likely be able to deal with them.


>Which puts a rather.. disturbing idea in his head. One he's not super happy with, but it's the only one he seems to be able to think of right now.


..Alright, I need you to cut the high and mighty attitude for five seconds, and I need you to come at me as straight as possible.

How much juice do you think you would need in order to rush through these guys and get to the sea? Being as respectful to my body as you possibly can, what do you think the bare minimum you would need would be?

>He hates that he's asking this.

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>>41562606
Who's to say. Even with all our years of study it seems like Rifts still just pop up at random. Some people are guessing that the man made one that took Mo'Galie may have disrupted something.

>Personally Wade didn't care much about the state of such things. If it meant less of a headache for him maybe let the rifts dry up. Give time to let things establish themselves on the planet without worrying of some asshole from another canon coming to fuck things up.


>Wade would calm himself down as he listens to Tempest go on about her hopes and dreams. Even if it made her a giant target the fact that anyone living in these conditions could still have them was awe inspiring.


.....Remember?

>Her wording would peek his curiosity. When Timidglide appeared she knew next to nothing about her own culture.

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>>41562639

>Tempest remains quiet for moment, realizing her slip of the tounge.


... Given who you are, there's no harm in telling you. My designation is RU-1447. The numbers are irrelevant, but the letters stand for "Re-educated Unicorn". This means I was captured rather than cloned or born here. I remember nothing of my capture and the brainwashing process they use here is extremely effective, but there is one distinct memory from my childhood that has somehow survived it all.

>She clears her throat and let's out a soft sigh as she thinks back.


I remember there was some kind of celebration going on in a small town. I can remember running around with other kids my age. Then everyone stopped and lined up as a chariot led by royal Pegasus, carried Princess Celestia to visit us. I dont remember what she said or why she was there, but i can remember that being in her presence was like feeling the warn sun on a calm afternoon.

>She lets out a frustrated sigh.


For nearly all my life, I was convinced that this was just a dream. A fairytale that would give other ponies the wrong idea... That my life and purpose was to Holweet alone. That I owed this nation my very existence.


>Tempest reaches up and rubs her broken horn.


I know better now.

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>>41562630
>The Sea King would let out a snort at Kano's questions.

I doubt even consuming you would be enough nourishment to let me fight through them.

>He'd reply, Kano was a tiny and scrawny human. One of the bloated demons would serve far better, but that required taking one down.


At best, without killing you, I'd be able to carry you without issue and maybe get up to a jog while doing so.

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>>41562651
..Y'know, I'm actually pretty relieved at that response.

>Well, that ruled that option out.


Well, I could always try imitating their captain or whatever.

>With another red glow of his eyes, a loud thunderous voice begins to echo throughout the halls once more.


THE DEEP SEA KING HAS BEEN SPOTTED MAKING ADVANCES TOWARDS OUR QUARTERS. WE NEED ALL HANDS TO MAKE THEIR WAY HERE IMMEDIATELY

>It was worth a shot; at least see how they reacted.

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>>41562652
>Three of the demons would leave the door, leaving two guarding it.

Is there anything else you can do with that trickery?

>The Deep Sea King would ask Kano.

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>>41562653
>Only three of them, eh?

>Kano thinks about the Sea Kings question for a moment as the three guards leave the door.


Well, the basics of how it works is I just change how other people perceive me, and those I touch, such as make them appear invisible, or make my voice sound incredibly loud and different. I can't really do anything with actual force behind it. So unless you can think of anything with that in mind, I'm getting low on ideas.

We'll have to think fast though. I don't think it'll be long before the prince around here gets wise to what's going on.

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>>41562654
Can you make them "perceive" you as a massive shadow expanding along the floor?

>The Sea King would ask, beginning to hobble towards the doors leading out.

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>>41562655
Hm? Yeah, I suppose I can do that.

>As requested, with another flash of his red eyes, a huge shadow begins to creep along the floor and towards the remaining guards.


>He's unsure what kind of plan the Sea King would have for this, but he doesn't really have much other choice.


I hope whatever plan you've got cooked up works.

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>>41562656
>The two remaining guards freeze at the sight of the shadow, looking quite afraid of it. However, they'd then take their eyes off of Kano's shadow to something behind him and the Sea King. The Sea King kept moving forward, knowing it was escape or nothing. If Kano was curious to look at what had gotten the guards attention, he'd see a second shadow expanding along the hallway. Anything caught in this shadow began to sink into the empty void of this other shadow. The guards would frantically flick their eyes between the two shadows approaching them. They clearly seemed to be contemplating abandoning their posts.

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>>41562658
>Kano does indeed take a second to look behind him, getting a bit nervous at the sight of everything sinking into the shadow itself.

>So much so, he taps on the sea kings shoulder as they continue walking forward.


Hey buddy, don't mean to alarm you, but there seems to be an all-encompassing void of death chasing after us as well. Might want to pick up the pace a bit if you can.

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>>41562640
>Wade would stay silent for the moment as she retold her memories. It was surprising, but somehow he expected it.

We had come across evidence that the Equestrians that were being kidnapped were having their memories altered. The fishman that gave us this information was one of their latest victims.

>He takes a moment to remember Jinbei. He had left him in the best care he could. He only hoped he wasn't embarrassing his old contact too much.


It would seem the process isn't as flawless as they would like to believe. I thought he was just an exception given his legendary discipline but it seems anyone with a strong enough will has the potential to break it.

>He would hope that the ones with potential would be in the majority. But he knew better then that from his own experiences.


Exactly how much of your old life do you remember? Before you arrived in Holweet?

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>>41562627
>Snaps awake

"Oh? So we're doing this now? Hold on... Let me see where we were"
>She said while rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Hmmm, oh, right."

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>>41562662
>>41562627
>She clears her throat.

>Jojo's Bizarre Adventure- Awaken(Pillar Men Theme) starts blaring in the background.


"Your tiny little rocket launcher is no match for my stand! SHINING STAND"

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>>41562663
>>41562627



"You know what? Forget it, the joke was ruined..."

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>>41562661

Fishman? I've never seen any fishman slaves here. Just Ponies and Alereians.

>Tempest does her best to try and think back.


I'm sorry to disappoint, but that is all i can remember. From then on it's just spending the rest of my younger days being trained in combat and leadership. Although, it may be useful to know that meeting ponies with my designation were exceptionally rare. Hawkshaw being the only other that has chosen to dedicate themselves to our cause. Most of the pony slaves are natural born. Either from Clones, or Re-Educated, or a mix of both.

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>>41562662
>>41562663
>>41562664

Woah! Chill those excitable jeans of yours! I think you might be repeating yourself again. Fix that broken record and get with the times!

>>41562627

Reborn? HAH What kind of a dumb name is that? Like really, who the heck has a word as their name.

>He Nudges the chaotic pony next to him.


Ain't that right [email protected]?

LEAD US TO EM LITTLE COW AND HE SHALL HAVE BEATEN THE CRAP OUT OF uh... by, me. Of me? Beaten the eggs... YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

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>>41562673
It's a long, and honestly classified story. Forget I mentioned it.

>He would ponder on what she said next. Particularly on that some people were even using Equestrians as frontline labor as well. Guess it shouldn't surprise him that there were people out there who would gladly throw away lives that weren't theirs.


How long have you been acquainted with Hawkshaw? He seems to have made for a pretty hand dude around here.

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>>41562700

Handy is an understatement. Hawkshaw has been instrumental in helping us prevent the continued "production" of more pony slaves. He has been working with us for a few years now but Hawkshaw and i go back to even before either of us joined the underground. We first met while he was on the job some five or six years ago. I remember he was a fresh purchase and my master at the time had assigned me to become...

>She harshly clears her throat.


...better acquainted with him since i was more experienced in the Holweetian way of life and both had a similar set of skills.

>The two come to a fork in the tunnel system. Each path marked by writing in the Holweetian language. Paying little mind to the markings, Tempest leads onward to the right path.


He always had a rebellious streak to him, but I ended up joining the underground first and invited him sometime later. When it was safe enough for me to go above ground again.

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>>41562578
>>41562576
>>41562592

< Hmm... not seeing a lot of useful stuff at first glance.


>Upon further examination of the desk, particularly of the higher quality locks, Bridget finally locates her new target. Quickly glancing around for a last minute escape route, she takes note of an air vent entrance and returns to the point of interest.


< These locks might be a little trickier.


>She begins working of picking the lock with the utmost care. She wonders briefly if perhaps it would be better to simply bail out now since there were no easy snags in the office, buuuuuut, where there is a lock, there is something of value right? She was already this far in, might as well go all the way.


>Roll 1d1000 = 813 Evens

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>>41562701
>Had this been literally every other environment Wade would not had let that "better acquainted" comment slip by unjoked about. But now was not the time for that particular level of maturity. Even if the operation's name was a sex joke.

I see. Even back home military ponies are a rare order. Most of the Royal guard was basically born into the life.

>There was one key thing about what Tempest had said that was bugging Wade. He couldn't say it out loud but the time table wasn't adding up. The pegasus he knew had actually died not too long after the initial time she had mentioned. It was only by quiescence that a year later...


...So I take it you two have been close enough since he came here. Sounds like you two must have been inseparable with your student teacher relationship.

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>>41562660
>The Deep Sea King would just continue his current pace, focusing forward. Rushing or bothering to looks behind could cause him to stumble, and he doubted he'd have enough time to get back to his feet.

That would be the fat bastard's power. Link the illusion with it, these weaklings are afraid of it.

>They were closing on the door and the shadow was gaining on them. There was little room for error now.

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>>41562703

Very. Though, think of it more like...

>She pauses to ponder a relatable comparison.


I can't think of a proper comparison. It was like an arranged union. I was to keep an eye on him because of how rebellious he was and teach him to stay the path, while he naturally taught me how to relate to my fellow ponies more. Doing so would help me be a better leader to them. We hardly spent time apart until the war with Anima started.

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>>41562705
Hmmm

>He wasn't getting anything out of this. She did confirm that there was apparently a long string of time where they were apart. He had to try and word his suspicions properly to avoid her prying into his reasoning. On top of that it looked like they were getting close to their destination.


Yeah, war is a heck of a thing. Been about a year since a buddy of mine had to go off on some adventure. Really missed him since he's been gone.

>He tries to sound somber and not as if he's fishing for information. A feat that was made easier by his ability to relate to such feelings at this current moment.

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>>41562706

An all too common occurrence for us here. Many of us have lost loved ones. The terrans suffering the greater losses than Pegasus or unicorn combined. Mostly in the bulldozer maneuver to cut a direct path to Anima's capital.

>She quietly mumbles to herself.


The greatest regret of my life

>Tempest holds up a hoof to signal Wade to stop. In near silence, Tempest motions above to a trap door leading to above ground.


This is where we part ways Wade. The exit to her garage is further down. Once you have completed your business with Panera, meet me out front. The number of guards stationed here should be minimal given the circumstances. Good luck.

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>>41562729
>This would be where Wade's prying would have to come to a halt it seems. He didn't get much out of that last bit but sometimes nothing can lead to a something.

See you on the other side.

>He figures the trap door lead to somewhere secure otherwise she wouldn't be so casual about it. Reguardless he opens it as gently as he can before climbing through.


>Keeping in mind Holweetian size he decides to stay in Equestrian form for the time being until he can confirm the spacing would be big enough for such a transformation.


>He had a lot to say to Panera once he got there, but for now he couldn't help but think about what he had just learned. To most nonequestrians the looked near identical to the other. It was a common mistake to mistake one based on color palate alone. Even regular Equestrians were guilty of it from time to time. But he knew Hawkshaw. There was no mistake that the one he saw down there was the same pony. But the time frame he was given wasn't matching up with events he witnessed himself. So either someone was lying or there was something else at play here.


>With this pest of a thought buzzing around in his mind he looks around to get a grasp on his surroundings.

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>>41562730

>Opening the trap door reveals the inside of a large metal mausoleum of some sort. The walls lined with some frayed wires and tool scratch marks. Next to the trapdoor is an open gap to the manor gardens. A plaque outside the metal mausoleum, written in Holweetian and common, indicates that this is the final resting place of a MOTHER Unit. In the light of the moon, the hedges and flowers express their professionally placed patterns that could rival Wayne Manors own landscaping, yet it lacks the same life. The plants in the garden are unkempt and in varying states of dehydration, though none were quite dead yet.


>The paths in the garden all lead up to the entrance to a medium sized mansion. Standing out front are two stern looking, armed Holweetians, with another patrolling the garden. Unlike the Holweetians Wade encountered at the cave, these have several military tattoos, indicating their veteran status. The manor itself is dark, with the exception a single lit up window on the second floor.

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>Meanwhile...

>Ary had decided today was a good day to go about cleaning her second room, or rather, her home away from home. Her TARDIS. She usually left the handy work to Neil, her large robotic companion, but seeing as now she has guest, it'd be better to start making things look presentable. Especially given that most of the ship was a mess, as she'd often leave things where they were once she was done using them. Mostly similar to her room back at her fathers home, clothes spewed about as if the floor was the best closet, books flipped about, and tools. Many many tools. Thankfully, Ary hadn't been the type to leave half used cups of milk laying around for months at a time, or any snacks left around to rot in their place.


>At the moment, she was in a more unused room, trying to push aside several boxes and crates.


Mmm....Maybe I could put that ol Delorean in here....course I gotta...

>Ary stood back for a moment, surveying the room and sizing it up. She had it in her head that she could park her time machine inside of another time machine, but at the moment,n she wasn't sure how to get it in there...


<"teleporter?...Maybe there is something in the Professors notes or somewhere in the TARDIS that has that has some tech laying around....it'd be a pain to park it in here..."


>Course, that also made her think of the possibility of Ada finding her way towards the DeLorean and making herself comfortable with that. Though, it was highly unlikely that the DeLorean was giving off more power than the TARDIS. Plus, her alien companion seemed more than happy to stay in the Console Room and hang out there. When the white alien came aboard, Ary had worried that she'd quickly get lost and venture deep down in the machine, a feat that even herself hasn't really done. Luckily, that wasn't the case, and for now her focus was, mostly, on put ting a car into a safe.

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>>41562578
>>41562592

"Uh, yeah.."

>Looking back to the princess as she stepped forward pushing outwards and flopping down, the door giving her a squeaky toy whinny to the shock of Rem.


"Oh!"

>Stepping over quickly, the princess seemed to be pretty, drunk and not thinking now. Running on a lack of logic and booze. Reaching out and pushing the door open just some with his foot, then grabbing her by the front of her hips and giving a hearty tug back into the front lobby now between his legs, letting the door close and stepping to the side to pull out his cuffs holding them in hand and crouching down. Tilting his head keeping a heavy hand on the small of her back, almost like she was a large dog.


"Princess, you will be cited for public intoxication, I.. really don't want to detain you."

>Jingling the cuffs around two fingers before her.


>>41562702

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>>41562732
>For the longest time, Constanze had wanted to get back into the TARDIS and learn more about it's internal workings. But she almost never had time. Her adopted family seemed pretty big about having the kids just be kids. Do the whole school thing and all that. But Constanze wasn't a normal kid, she was a witch. But being a witch wasn't REALLY all that Constanze was, either. She was a technological genius, beyond just about anyone else. So she was a bit curious about the TARDIS. She had been found with it, after all, when she was a lot younger.

>Long story short, when nobody else was looking she somehow was able to make her way into the TARDIS. Maybe she got lucky, maybe the TARDIS wanted her to come in, it didn't really matter. But her wish came true and she had the entire thing to herself. Or so she thought. It just so happened that the day she found her way inside the TARDIS was the same day Ary had decided to sneak out and go traveling- and eventually find an alien and get embroiled into big space drama. But that was neither here nor there.


>Constanze had to think fast or else get found by Ary and (probably) kicked out, so she ran off and found an unused, or so she hoped, storage room to hide in. And then she found a cupboard type area that was about her size (small), which she climbed into as a secondary precaution.


>It wasn't until hours later, when she was sure the TARDIS was completely empty, did she find out that she was trapped in there because apparently it locked on the outside and she was in too much of a hurry to notice! Not only that but she realized too late she left her wand back at home- who knew how long it would be before she would be able to get THAT back- and the cupboard had nothing in it that she could use to create a way to escape.


>So she was stuck inside for quite a while. All the while her adopted sister was out gallivanting with aliens and space people and giant mechs. Thankfully Constanze had no idea this was happening, otherwise she would be pretty mad, especially about missing out on the mech! But instead she got stuck in a cupboard for hours.


>Finally, FINALLY, she heard someone in the room, messing around with stuff. And then she heard the familiar voice of her older adopted sister, Ary. Now at this point she didn't really care what she would say about her sneaking into the TARDIS and hiding out. After all, she did the same thing anyways.


>Constanze started banging on the cupboard door to get Ary's attention.

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>>41562731
>Wade would take a moment to observe the significance of the mosoleum. Upon noticing the sign his thoughts shift for a moment.

Ya know it's super easy to forget that other languages exist sometimes.

>He mutters as soft as his harsh voice could muster. Upon noticing the hole he would peek his eyes through.


Man, she wasn't kidding. Security here is looser then a Pegasus on winter wrapup break.

>He reaches into his belt to oil out a pair of binoculars to take a peek at the lit up window. Making sure that his target was in fact as obvious as it seemed.

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>>41562704
Right!

>He claps his hands together, allowing the shadows to fade into each other, and looks forward with an odd burst of determination.


Let's get the hell out of here!

>Only a little further now!

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>>41562736
>As the shadows merged and approached, the demons worried grew. Yet they held their posts, at least till Kano’s false shadow was but a few inches away. They took off running in separate directions away from the shadow. The only issue that remained was the real shadow closing in on the Deep Sea King and Kano. The Deep Sea King would reach the door and pull on it. The clang of a lock would be the result. The door was locked, and the only beings with the keys had left. Kano being on the Deep Sea King’s back would probably hear something moving up the torso of the Deep Sea King. The King then spat on the keyhole of the door, which instantly began smoking and hissing as acid chewed into it. It was now a race between the Deep Sea King’s corrosive spit, and the encroaching darkness that was mere feet away.

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>>41562592
>>41562702
>>41562733
<Welp. This isn't good.

>there wasn't really a good way Luna could keep the attention of both of them, Especially since Hellboy seemed to have the attitude of "eh, not my problem and someone else is already handling it." Hopefully, Bridget was close to being finished, after all she said five minutes. In the meantime, she decided to give Rem a hard time by not cooperating at all with being carried, and giving as much dead weight as she could to make him struggle.


BLuuurg...

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>>41562734
>ARy would tense up and stand up straight at the sound, much like a cat except Arys hair didn't puff up to twice it's mass. One bang could be considered something falling over and just causing a startle...but multiple...Ary slowly turned her head towards the banging, quickly finding out that it was coming from the cupboard.

N....Neil?

>She said outloud, as if expecting the hulking robotic knight/maid to answer back or even to fit into the tiny space. Really, she had been hoping that something recognizable was there like Neil or Ada, otherwise the horror stories that the Professor had told her about some TARDIS' were true and she'd have to live them out. Ary set out to pick up the heaviest object she could find, holding it up as she slowly approached the cupboard. Much to Constanzes annoyance, the approach was slow and cautious.


>Eventually Ary had gotten to the cupboard, using the object she had gotten to poke at it in an attempt to opening it as far away as possible, hoping that she wouldn't have anything jump out and latch onto her face and lay eggs into her brain.

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Ok, so should be easy to sneak through all this and.....wait a second. WHAT'S THAT THING! OH GOD IT'S HIDEOUS! GET IT AWAY GET IT AWAY! NOOOOOOOOOOOO

>Screams as the thread comes to an end


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