GREEN
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1986
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- =BiE 85=
- >Year 2204 in Equestria.
- >The Broken Leylands.
- >Mother fucking summer.
- >You hated summer.
- >You especially hated summer in the sea of sand and heat that was past the Appelosian desert.
- >You looked down at the valley below.
- >According to Anon, leylines are supposed to glow pink at almost all times.
- >Not this one, this one just looked like dirt and dust.
- >But then again, you were here to fix that.
- >The camp around you was a bustle of activity.
- >You watched as everything from P0ny to Zebra to Griffin was carrying out their tasks.
- >Made sense, everybody wanted this project to succeed.
- >Some Zebras were fumbling with one of the battery charges.
- >You holler at them in their native tongue as they scurry back to work.
- >"Since when did you speak Zebra?" Anon asked from the desk behind you.
- >"Since Celestia decided that I was apparently her number one choice for dicey diplomatic sessions."
- >You turn to look at him.
- >"It helps to know when somep0ny is calling you an ass."
- >Anon rolls his eyes as he pours over the paper in front of him. "I'm sure you heard it often enough."
- >You walk up to the desk and look at the blueprints on it.
- >"Less then you think, explain to me again why we're setting mana batteries to explode out here in the middle of nowhere?"
- >Anon does some math on the side of his paper. "Because, we're going to re-ignite this ley line for the good of the planet and send more power to Canterlot?"
- >"To power your pet project. Do you even have a name for that hunk of junk?"
- >"Annoying Brother?"
- >You scoff.
- >"Two hundred years of working on it and he can't even come up with a proper name."
- >"Hey, this is complex magic. I fuck this thing up and I send Equestria into an ice age. Not too much time to brainstorm names."
- >You roll your eyes and go back to overlooking the workers.
- >"Okay, I get the why. But how is a bunch of mana-bombs supposed to help?"
- >Anon steps away from the desk and points you over the horizon.
- >"It's simple really. This leyline got severed from the leyline about a thousand or so miles to the North thousands and thousands of years ago, probably because the magical flow just changed course."
- >Anon points to the charges. "What we're going to do, is set off these charges via radio signal in succession, that'll hopefully simulate a proper mana flow and link this one back up with the main line."
- >"And if it fails?"
- >Anon sighs. "Then I'll have wasted the last eighty years."
- >Not like you didn't have the time.
- >"And it'll explode."
- >Anon winces and half turns to you. "There...might be a -slight- chance of a backfire, but that's less than a thousandth of a percent."
- >"But it could still happen..."
- >He gives a nervous chuckle. "What's science without risk?
- >The radio back at Anon's desk beeps and calls the two of you back to it.
- >Anon picks it up and holds it to his head. "A-huh. Alright. Perfect! Get everyone back to minimum safe distance and we can get this going!"
- >Anon looks up at you with the smile of a kid on Christmas.
- >"Don't break my continent."
- >You walk back to the main control tent with Anon practically skipping ahead of you.
- >He ran into the control tent and began checking readouts and flipping on machines in the back.
- >"All stations checking in?" He asked.
- >An assistant spoke up. "Yes sir, everyp0ny is online."
- >"Capacitors set to handle any feedback?"
- >"Check, sir."
- >"And how's our bleed?"
- >"Within .01%."
- >"Good, good..."
- >This was all a bit mad science-y...
- >"Alright! Green across the board! Mister Steele, give me master control!" Anon said.
- >The stallion in question fiddled with his instruments. "Ready, sir."
- >Anon moves to a large red lever at the end of the tent. "Alright, everyp0ny! Moment of truth! Be ready to report any back-ups!"
- >Anon grips the lever with both hands and yanks it back as hard as he can.
- >A series of lights and beeps emit from a nearby machine.
- >Anon runs over to it. "Alright, we're about halfway across the sea. Stay frosty everyp0ny..."
- >You walk up to him. "Is sea bad?"
- >"Sea was where we had to fashion mana depth charges. They've been down there a while, and if they have any leaks, it's game over man."
- >Brilliant...
- >"Sir, we have hit land."
- >You watched as the lights on the machine traveled ever further inland.
- >After a minute of watching, Anon jumped up. "We should be close enough for a front row view now!"
- >With that he ran out of the tent.
- >Towards the encroaching explosion.
- >"Anon! Dammit, that's what I do!"
- >You chased Anon out to where his desk was set up.
- >You could see the cloud of dust off in the distance as the batteries detonated.
- >"Anon, this isn't safe."
- >"It's fine, I accounted for everything..."
- >Dammit, he wasn't listen-
- >Your thoughts are interrupted as the mana batteries at the start of the Ley Lands began to detonate and sent shockwaves through the ground.
- >The rest follow shortly thereafter, sending up clouds of dust that can probably be seen from home.
- >You can barely breath in this.
- >"Anon! *cough* Anon!" You choke out.
- >You wander through the dust until you find him exactly where he had been standing.
- >As the dirt clears, you see another sight.
- >The ground below you was glowing an ever steadying pink.
- >You can see Anon grinning from ear to ear. "Haha! It worked!" He shouted as he jumped in the air.
- >He grabbed you by the shoulders. "It worked!"
- >With that he was off back to the tent. "How're we looking?"
- >"We have steady magic flow in all checkpoints, sir."
- >Anon looked back to you beaming.
- >You sigh.
- >"Yes, yes, you fixed the planet. Can we go home now?"
- >The two of you sat on the main deck of the Delphinus.
- >You were busy pouring sand and dust out of your clothes while Anon sat next to you in silent wonder at the events of the day.
- >This silence was irritating.
- >"If you ever get this much sand in me again..."
- >Anon sighs. "Can't hear ya. Too wrapped up in the moment."
- >Heh. It was quite the feat...
- >You looked out across the plains and mountains of the Mild West.
- >The sun bobbed in the sky for a moment before it went that final distance across the horizon.
- >Over all your years, you had begun to notice the tells when Celestia lowered the sun.
- >One step closer...
- >"Well, now that my day is more or less over. I guess I have to think of something fun to do."
- >Anon perks up at that. "Hey I heard something you may like."
- >"Oh?" You ask turning to him.
- >"Mhmm. There's this new museum in lower city, see?"
- >You nod.
- >"Well, they opened an exhibit about us." He says as he slides his head.
- >You try to wrap your head around that.
- >"Just us?"
- >"Yep."
- >"The two of us?"
- >"A-huh."
- >What the-
- >"Did they just steal stuff from the apartment?" You ask.
- >Anon laughs. "I dunno, wanna find out?"
- >Shit kid.
- >Of course you wanted to find out.
- >The two of your made your way to the museum as soon as you landed.
- >A quick elevator ride down to the part of the city in the valley below put you right in front of the museum.
- >Turns out that subjects of museum exhibits get in free.
- >Walking into the hall they had you located in was like walking back in time.
- >"By the Emperor..."
- >They had them all in a case the size of the royal dining table.
- >Ever last one of your little models, each expertly posed inside and all trying to kill each other.
- >Lotus had said there wouldn't be enough room for them once you had moved to Canterlot.
- >So it was with a heavy heart that you locked your little voyeur gallery away in a trunk and kept them at the apartment.
- >Seeing them here again was like a dream come true.
- >Most of them were you standerd: Yellow and angry. But you could see a few of the alternate schemes you had come up with.
- >The royal blues.
- >The blood reds.
- >You even saw a few with grey and yellow in there.
- >"Projected account of ancient Earth warfare." You heard Anon say next to you.
- >What?
- >"They think this is what they thought war was like on Earth?"
- >Anon shakes his head. "Seems that way."
- >That...
- >That was fucking awesome.
- >The two of you continued to inspect the gallery.
- >They had collected a few of your super old movies and thrown them onto a T.V.
- >That still didn't excuse them picking The Room, however.
- >Even two thousand years later, Tommy Wiseau is annoying.
- >"Like a fucking time capsule..." Anon said.
- >"Got that right..."
- >You glanced over at him.
- >"Better then a night with the moon Princess?"
- >Anon stumbled and blushed. "Uh...you know about her, huh?"
- >Oh please.
- >He had known you knew that he was seeing someone, apparently he doesn't know how obvious the two could be together.
- >"It's been over a thousand years since you two started this little whatever of yours dude."
- >Anon rubbed the back of his head.
- >"I know you kept it a secret, but come on. I'm me. I knew before you went off to play explorer."
- >You walk to the next exhibit to give him a break.
- >He had probably been trying real hard to keep that a secret.
- >Hell, it's not his fault you knew him fo-
- >...
- >No.
- >No no.
- >No no no.
- >Not you.
- >Not again.
- >Not here.
- >Not now.
- >Anon walked up to your frozen ass in the middle of the floor. "Dude, what is it?"
- >What is it?
- >Just the return of your most hated foe.
- >THAT.
- >MOTHERFUCKING.
- >DIDGERIDOO.
- >IT'S HAUNTED.
- IT HAS TO BE HAUNTED.
- >ONLY IN DEATH WILL WE KNOW PEACE.
- >You grab the nearest museum worker.
- >"HOW MUCH FOR THAT."
- >"U-uh...well, sir. I uh..." He stammers as he tries to get his bearings.
- >"Uh...letmegoaskthecurator!"
- >Anon puts a hand on your shoulder. "Dude, what are you doing?"
- >SOMETHING THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN DONE LONG AGO.
- >The two of you stand in the park after midnight.
- >Burning wood fills your ears and noses.
- >The silence of the park is split by the last pathetic whine of The Accursed One as the flame consumes in.
- >You dump a bucket of water from the lake on the blaze, condemning It to ash.
- >"It is done."
- >Anon just watches you as he had done since you bought the damn thing.
- >Most people don't spend a years' salary on something they intend to burn.
- >"Well, that was...dramatic. Are you feeling better?"
- >You breathe in the air, laced with a trace of the smell of burning wood.
- >"Yes..."
- >Anon looks down at the pit of ash. "Makes you yearn, ya know?"
- >"Hmm?"
- >"All of this. The museum, your...little friend here."
- Fuck you.
- >"Makes you yearn for the old days, you know? Back when it was just you me and Rainbow, trying to do some stupid thing in the middle of P0nyville."
- >You looked up at the city you had been protecting for the past two millennia.
- >"Things definitely took an unanticipated swerve..."
- >Anon nods with you. "Wanna re-live some of it?"
- >You look down and meet his eyes.
- >"...Movie night?"
- >Anon grows a wide smile. "I've got Star Wars."
- >"I got beer."
- >Anon chuckles and heads for the park entrance. "Come on, we need to hurry if we're getting through all three."
- >You laugh as you run to catch up with him.
- >Same shit, different night.
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