[PitP] Ponythread: The Roleplaying

[Rebelhero]

((holy hell, give ponythread a RP thread....and things go right out the window in seconds! Also for those who dont know/remember me, all my RP ponies are in my sig.))

Ponyard Looks over the railing of his ever evolving airship "The Mantacore's Sting" What in Celestia's name is going on here NOW?! You know what scratch that. I do not want to know....

His crew joins him on the deck. Skyrocket is the first to speak. Well thats very unlike you Ponyard! Normally you are ITCHING to see some action or adventure.

Hes been in a funk lately. Hes missed out on too much and now doesn't even feel like joining in at all anymore. Chimes in Filly Pierce.

Hes just a drama queen Nightscream adds with a huff.

Yes... thank you all for your comments. you know im standing right here and can hear you...

Come on! Launch and apple pie barrage, you know you want too. We can eat the left over ammo.

..... FIRE THE APPLE PIES! ALL GUNS!

[Balmas]

[COLOR="SlateBlue"]*slowly lowers rifle*
Dive Bomb, my assessment is that this situation has just gone beyond our control. I will meet you again at the rendezvous point.
Alicorn filly, you may join me if you wish. It will be considerably safer than remaining here.

*turns to Dive Bomb*
...I do not understand...

Agreed. The arrival of gods and other more destructive beings has rapidly escalated the situation beyond our control. That guy with the ugly mug is Discord, spirit of chaos and disharmony. Though, with the world in this condition, he could probably only make it better.

As much as I'd enjoy personally pulling you apart, I'm going to be somewhat busy recapturing my escaped energy source. So, in the meantime, why don't you play with one of my atomic monsters?

*a massive portal opens infront of Silent Night*

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Oooh, I like you. You're so deliciously chaotic, and so self-righteous. *snaps* Unfortunately, I don't get to play favorites, I'm suuure you understand.

Orbital Bubble Cannon array... I love me.

Really, Dive Bomb, beat me up? And how exactly do you plan to do that?

*snaps claws, causing Dive Bomb and Blunt to be dressed in vaquero outfits*

Hmph. I may fault you for your looks, but your sense of clothing is somewhat decent.

Anyway. Blunt, Peewee, grade C, matter transference target: skull cap.

What? Ow!

You've missed out on some lovely science. For example, your head is now sharing space with a pea-sized explosive.

Smile!

*whumph*


...Owie.

[PurityIcekiller]

What am I getting myself into?

*runs for the airship, but then remembers she can't fly yet*

...Crud. Could you give me a lift, please?

[Alabenson]

Agreed. The arrival of gods and other more destructive beings has rapidly escalated the situation beyond our control. That guy with the ugly mug is Discord, spirit of chaos and disharmony. Though, with the world in this condition, he could probably only make it better.

Ugly? Clearly you have no appreciation for true beauty. Though, at least you recognize that I'd be doing this world a favor by taking it over.

After all, unlike someponies, I don't blow ponies up.

Oooh, I like you. You're so deliciously chaotic, and so self-righteous. *snaps* Unfortunately, I don't get to play favorites, I'm suuure you understand.

Orbital Bubble Cannon array... I love me.

Boffinspark, what the hay are you waiting for? RAINBOW HIM ALREADY!

He...he knocked the OFC array offline. It's completely nonfuctional.
...
Ah well, that just means I'll have to fall back on my airship mounted Friendship Cannon Array instead! Igor, FIRE AT WILL!

Ook!

This is just too easy. *snap*

*Meanwhile, in Fillydelphia*

THAT'S RIGHT, FRIENDS, WITH IRON WILL'S HELP YOU TOO CAN BE A LEAN, MEAN...uh, what's that up there?

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[COLOR=”blue”]And big finish.[/COLOR]

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Hmph. I may fault you for your looks, but you sense of clothing is somewhat decent.

Anyway. Blunt, Peewee, grade C, matter transference target: skull cap.

What? Ow![/COLOR]

You've missed out on some lovely science. For example, your head is now sharing space with a pea-sized explosive.

Smile!

*whumph*


...Owie.

*unzips his injured self and steps out of it, revealing himself to be completely unharmed*
Heheh, did you honestly expect that to work? But, since you did your best, I think you deserve a little recognition for your efforts.
*snaps his claws and vanishes, leaving a cloud of poison joke flowers in his place which cover Dive Bomb and co.*

[Pokonic]

What am I getting myself into?

*runs for the airship, but then remembers she can't fly yet*

...Crud. Could you give me a lift, please?

"Flies out and grabs the little alicorn with his forhooves and makes a unnaturaly sharp turn upword at high speeds, resulting in cracking sounds from Silents body"

And now, flying lessons!

[One Tin Soldier]

*unzips his injured self and steps out of it, revealing himself to be completely unharmed*
Heheh, did you honestly expect that to work? But, since you did your best, I think you deserve a little recognition for your efforts.
*snaps his claws and vanishes, leaving a cloud of poison joke flowers in his place which cover Dive Bomb and co.*

"Flies out and grabs the little alicorn with his forhooves and makes a unnaturaly sharp turn upword, resulting in cracking sounds from Silents wings"

And now, flying lessons!

*shakes flowers off his eyes and raises his rifle again, tracking Silent Night*
Dive Bomb, could you catch her if she fell?

[Balmas]

Ugly? Clearly you have no appreciation for true beauty. Though, at least you recognize that I'd be doing this world a favor by taking it over.

After all, unlike someponies, I don't blow ponies up.




*unzips his injured self and steps out of it, revealing himself to be completely unharmed*
Heheh, did you honestly expect that to work? But, since you did your best, I think you deserve a little recognition for your efforts.
*snaps his claws and vanishes, leaving a cloud of poison joke flowers in his place which cover Dive Bomb and co.*

Honestly? No.

But, it was a good test and made me feel better.

*shakes flowers off his eyes and raises his rifle again, tracking Silent Night*
Dive Bomb, could you catch her if she fell?

Please, this is me you're talking to. 'Course I can. *flies into position* Ready when you are.

[Alabenson]

"Flies out and grabs the little alicorn with his forhooves and makes a unnaturaly sharp turn upword at high speeds, resulting in cracking sounds from Silents body"

And now, flying lessons!

*portals open in the sky, out of which emerge several massive tentacles. One smacks Silent Night back into the flaming embrace of Boffinspark's monster, while others catch Terra and pull her back through the portal*

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Hi, my name's Octy. What's yours?

[One Tin Soldier]

Please, this is me you're talking to. 'Course I can. *flies into position* Ready when you are.

Good. Now we find out how well Silent Night can fly with broken wing bones.

Go!
*THOOM*
*supersonic bullet flies through the air*
*CRACK*

((Well of course this is when my computer takes 4 minutes to upload a post. Now what?))

[PurityIcekiller]

"Flies out and grabs the little alicorn with his forhooves and makes a unnaturaly sharp turn upword at high speeds, resulting in cracking sounds from Silents body"

And now, flying lessons!

Yah! What are you-

*portals open in the sky, out of which emerge several massive tentacles. One smacks Silent Night back into the flaming embrace of Boffinspark's monster, while others catch Terra and pull her back through the portal*

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Hi, my name's Octy. What's yours?

...I'd like to ask permission to panic now.

[Pokonic]

Good. Now we find out how well Silent Night can fly with broken wing bones.

Go!
*THOOM*
*supersonic bullet flies through the air*
*CRACK*

((Well of course this is when my computer takes 4 minutes to upload a post. Now what?))

"bullet rips through both wings, and by extention Silents spine, with sick splats, but the ruined spots are quickly covered with pulsing dark energy and quickly melds back into something like it's former state"

I assure you, being soaked in negitive energy is like being in a vat of healing potion for a living being, robot. You might need something larger than your tin hoof.

*portals open in the sky, out of which emerge several massive tentacles. One smacks Silent Night back into the flaming embrace of Boffinspark's monster, while others catch Terra and pull her back through the portal*

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Hi, my name's Octy. What's yours?

What, Terra, fl-

"crunch"

-guahau! Ahahuu! Jaaauuuu!*


*My muzzle! Ah, fire! Gaaaaaaa!

[Balmas]

Good. Now we find out how well Silent Night can fly with broken wing bones.

Go!
*THOOM*
*supersonic bullet flies through the air*
*CRACK*

((Well of course this is when my computer takes 4 minutes to upload a post. Now what?))

Well, let's tally up what we have, in order of danger: We have the god of chaos on the loose, we have the madman and his even madder companion, and we have the undead who can't be killed. (Or who can be, but not without excessive force.) Then we have my daughter running around who knows where.

Let's start by getting out of here, locating villagers, and getting the princesses off their fat flanks. Vacation's over.

Blunt, bring me some antimatter and some steel. I've got an idea.

[One Tin Soldier]

Well, let's tally up what we have, in order of danger: We have the god of chaos on the loose, we have the madman and his even madder companion, and we have the undead who can't be killed. (Or who can be, but not without excessive force.) Then we have my daughter running around who knows where.

Let's start by getting out of here, locating villagers, and getting the princesses off their fat flanks. Vacation's over.

Blunt, bring me some antimatter and some steel. I've got an idea.

Agreed. There is much work to do.

[Alabenson]

...I'd like to ask permission to panic now.

Octy! Put her down this instant!

Okie Dokie Loki!
*drops Terra on the floor of what appears to be a large chamber of some kind*

I'm sorry about that, Octy means well, but sometimes she can be a bit...overzelous.

[Balmas]

Okay, Blunt, clear the workshop. We have a new project; bombs are out, fusion's in.

But we mastered cold fusion years ago, DB.

I didn't say, cold, now did I?

Fire, that's what we need!

You've lost me.
*svash*
Nightcore has demonstrated twice today that fire, heat, blazes, they hurt him! Oh, brilliant!

So, fusion? I thought you didn't want want bombs?

Oh, we're more than that.

We're making a fusion cannon. Or, Fusion minigun, depending on how you look at it.


See, if you can accelerate an object close to c, it will hit the air in the way so hard that the molecules will fuse, generating an incredibly intense amount of heat.

So, if we can generate a sustained stream of objects traveling at near c, then we can get a sustained beam of fusion reactions! Brilliant!

Yay for technobabble. Are you done yet?

You're still grounded, Athena, but you can help. Let's get to work!

Oh, SCIENCE! I love you!

[PurityIcekiller]

Octy! Put her down this instant!

Okie Dokie Loki!
*drops Terra on the floor of what appears to be a large chamber of some kind*

I'm sorry about that, Octy means well, but sometimes she can be a bit...overzelous.

Uh... Thanks? Say, have you seen anyone with sanity around? I've been having trouble in that area. Everyone's just trying to kill each other or something, and I don't really have the power to stand up to them yet...

((Say, on an unrelated note, are we going to have a character profile thread at some point?))

[Balmas]

((Say, on an unrelated note, are we going to have a character profile thread at some point?))

OOC thread is up!

[Pokonic]

"while Silent is burning"

Nightcore, whats that horrible smell. It smells like a abandoned griffon steak house in-

oh sweet Celestia, what have you done to the basement!

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Well, hehehe, I thought that if I could not build a undead fortress, I would make a undead fortress!
Bu-but, this is insane!

Oh no, its perfectly logical! I got the most splended idea from Charnel when she was scraping off peices of that horrible leathery mess Manehatten is now. With the right amount of chemicals, flesh suppliments, and-

Nightcore, the walls are bleeding. I think it's trying to form mouth's so it can scream.

It's supposed to do that! You know what this is, right? Think about it: a single huge expance of unliving flesh, large enough to take over entire nations! And every time a kingdom is obliterated, a new batch of flesh shall spread over the land and eventualy join the bulky mass! Think about a whole, unliving kingdom of flesh, with a single pony able to control and know whatever is going on within it with a thought! True omipresence! Heck, I could even crib my uncles spell list and merge with it truly! From this single batch of meat-carpet in the basement of a Sibearian summer house shall become a global power!

Muahahahahahaha! Muawheheheheh!

......


I know, isnt it just brillant! The best part is, its-

I dont want to hear you talk. This is the most vile act I could conceive of, and-

-our honeymoon suite!

....Huh? Wait, what?

Don't you like it? I was going to take some time before it becomes big enough for that party, but I might as well pop the question now. I mean, this baby should be grown by that time.....

So, do I-

Oh....oh, of course I would!

"Cue cuddling"

[Alabenson]

Okay, Blunt, clear the workshop. We have a new project; bombs are out, fusion's in.

But we mastered cold fusion years ago, DB.

I didn't say, cold, now did I?

Fire, that's what we need!

You've lost me.
*svash*
Nightcore has demonstrated twice today that fire, heat, blazes, they hurt him! Oh, brilliant!

So, fusion? I thought you didn't want want bombs?

Oh, we're more than that.

We're making a fusion cannon. Or, Fusion minigun, depending on how you look at it.


See, if you can accelerate an object close to c, it will hit the air in the way so hard that the molecules will fuse, generating an incredibly intense amount of heat.

So, if we can generate a sustained stream of objects traveling at near c, then we can get a sustained beam of fusion reactions! Brilliant!

Yay for technobabble. Are you done yet?

You're still grounded, Athena, but you can help. Let's get to work!

Oh, SCIENCE! I love you!

As much as I savor any prospect for inflicting harm upon Silent Night, I feel I should let you know that fire-based weaponry is even less reliable against him than my OFCs are. I mean really, I'm married to a fire elemental princess for pony's sake, do you honestly believe that if fire was consistantly effective I wouldn't employ it regularly myself?
There's also the issue that your fusion cannon would be even less precise than my OFC array, what with convection and all. I wouldn't consider a major problem myself, but you seem to have a lower tolerance for that sort of thing.
...
Also, in the interest of extending the olive branch, so to speak, I've taken the liberty of disposing of your explosive stockpile for you. No thanks are needed.

"while Silent is burning"

Nightcore, whats that horrible smell. It smells like a abandoned griffon steak house in-

oh sweet Celestia, what have you done to the basement!

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Well, hehehe, I thought that if I could not build a undead fortress, I would make a undead fortress!
Bu-but, this is insane!

Oh no, its perfectly logical! I got the most splended idea from Charnel when she was scraping off peices of that horrible leathery mess Manehatten is now. With the right amount of chemicals, flesh suppliments, and-

Nightcore, the walls are bleeding. I think it's trying to form mouth's so it can scream.

It's supposed to do that! You know what this is, right? Think about it: a single huge expance of unliving flesh, large enough to take over entire nations! And every time a kingdom is obliterated, a new batch of flesh shall spread over the land and eventualy join the bulky mass! Think about a whole, unliving kingdom of flesh, with a single pony able to control and know whatever is going on within it with a thought! True omipresence! Heck, I could even crib my uncles spell list and merge with it truly! From this single batch of meat-carpet in the basement of a Sibearian summer house shall become a global power!

Muahahahahahaha! Muawheheheheh!

......


I know, isnt it just brillant! The best part is, its-

I dont want to hear you talk. This is the most vile act I could conceive of, and-

-our honeymoon suite!

....Huh? Wait, what?

Don't you like it? I was going to take some time before it becomes big enough for that party, but I might as well pop the question now. I mean, this baby should be grown by that time.....

So, do I-

Oh....oh, of course I would!

"Cue cuddling"

*portals open up throughout Nightcore's new castle, depositing countless, newly-armed bombs*

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And here comes the big one.

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[Balmas]

As much as I savor any prospect for inflicting harm upon Silent Night, I feel I should let you know that fire-based weaponry is even less reliable against him than my OFCs are. I mean really, I'm married to a fire elemental princess for pony's sake, do you honestly believe that if fire was consistantly effective I wouldn't employ it regularly myself?
There's also the issue that your fusion cannon would be even less precise than my OFC array, what with convection and all. I wouldn't consider a major problem myself, but you seem to have a lower tolerance for that sort of thing.
...
Also, in the interest of extending the olive branch, so to speak, I've taken the liberty of disposing of your explosive stockpile for you. No thanks are needed.

All accounted for, Boffie! All you need to do is use the corect technology matrices to refine the width of the beam! You can have a wide, relatively low-power beam that will merely melt anything it hits within half a mile, or you can refine that beam to an inch wide and start cutting off slices of planets!

I mean, if you were wantonly reckless. Which I'm not.

I think I'm having a sciencegasm; I'm having to invent new metals just to contain the force of the projectiles.

Wait, what did you say about the bombs? I'm kind of curious about how you're going to dispose of four million...

*portals open up throughout Nightcore's new castle, depositing countless, newly-armed bombs*

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And here comes the big one.

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I should have known. Really I should have.

First off, you'll have to pay for those. Sixty-five million bits times four million grenukes equals... approximately the net worth of Princess Celestia. Pay up.

Second off, IMBECILE! Do you have any idea the stress that many explosions will put on the planet? Not only will the people in the surrounding cities be reduced to less than ash, but you'll cause

Rumblerumblerumblerumblerumblerumblerumble
rumblerumblerumblerumblerumblerumble
rumblerumblerumblerumble

*sigh* planet-wide earthquakes and devastation, complete with gulfs opening up, cities falling into cracks in the earth, and continents sliding under one another.

Good job breaking it, hero.

[PurityIcekiller]

((My poor, poor screen...))

*sighs*

Okay, I'm getting nowhere by being pathetic. Maybe I need to stand up and do something.

*casts a spell to try to slow the earthquakes, which works surprisingly well*

[Pokonic]

"pop, popopopopopopopopopopopopopopopopopopopx1000000"


Err,sweetie...

Guah! Wait, what is it?
Whats that popping noise?Oh, that? Thats our Return To Sender spell working.

Our what?Oh, this shack has had the entire mile around it with a anti-teliport spell.Whats the big deal about that?

Oh, it's that it launches anything that would have been summoned out of the original portal at high speeds.

[Balmas]

"pop, popopopopopopopopopopopopopopopopopopopx1000000"


Err,sweetie...

Guah! Wait, what is it?
Whats that popping noise?Oh, that? Thats our Return To Sender spell working.

Our what?Oh, this shack has had the entire mile around it with a anti-teliport spell.Whats the big deal about that?

Oh, it's that it launches anything that would have been summoned out of the original portal at high speeds.

*blink* Hello! Sorry, I must have gotten the matter transference coordinates a bit off. I'll just be out of your hair in a few seconds. I'm just here to set about liberating some villagers. Interesting place you've got here, I must say. Is that a pony skull in the wall? Fascinating how the place moves about like that.

By the way, you really may want to fix that anti-teleport spell; it's got a rather glaring blind-spot to technological teleportation. Typical spellcasting; forgets about science.

Anyway, toodle pip! I'll see you later, and all that. Bye!

[Pokonic]

*blink* Hello! Sorry, I must have gotten the matter transference coordinates a bit off. I'll just be out of your hair in a few seconds. I'm just here to set about liberating some villagers. Interesting place you've got here, I must say. Is that a pony skull in the wall? Fascinating how the place moves about like that.

By the way, you really may want to fix that anti-teleport spell; it's got a rather glaring blind-spot to technological teleportation. Typical spellcasting; forgets about science.

Anyway, toodle pip! I'll see you later, and all that. Bye!

....

What was that about?

Bah, probably one of Boffensparks lackys.

He has lackys?

I dont think so, but that's the only way I could explain the stupid that just came from his mouth.

Why?

The Return To Sender System is multi-layered, in that anything coming at us in the general area at stupidly high speeds is also treated as being "sent".

But did he not say that is was technowhatever in nature?

...Oh my.

Oh, what is it now? Tell me, it's good for us at least.

Those projectiles will continualy move at stupidly high speeds, forever, until the shields go down or whatever sent the objects is distroyed.

So that rumble in the distance-

is the sound of a the world shaking because of the moving objects being moved back and forth at the speed of light.

But, what if there missiles or somesuch? Should they have gone off by now?

They would only go off if they leave whatever protective teliportation "bubble" there in.

.....Oh shoot.

Yeah, good thing this house is mobile.

Huh?

What, do you think I would have enchanted our new hide-away to not be Boffenproof? With a single flick of a horn,

"flash of light"

the house can switch spots with a exact replica in some minor backwater near Canterlot.

...Nice. So, are we safe?

Pretty much, those projectiles should hit the other house right about now. It's been tested to fool most targeting systems, and the emergancy anti-scrying measures have been activated. I probably could not find this place if I had to find it.

But how will a bunch of ponies react to small meat-covered house?

Ehh, this town is known for weird crap. It's near the Everfree, you know,
"Meanwhile"

What in tarnation?

Oh, Applejack, it's probably one of Twilights experiments!

"back to the basement"

so we should be fine.

Huh, great.

.....

So, about that improvised "water"bed.....

[Alabenson]

All accounted for, Boffie! All you need to do is use the corect technology matrices to refine the width of the beam! You can have a wide, relatively low-power beam that will merely melt anything it hits within half a mile, or you can refine that beam to an inch wide and start cutting off slices of planets!

I mean, if you were wantonly reckless. Which I'm not.

I think I'm having a sciencegasm; I'm having to invent new metals just to contain the force of the projectiles.

That's very nice and all, but even if you compress the thermal energy of the beam itself, it's still going to heat up anything it touches, including the air between the cannon and its target, at which point convection comes into play once again. Even if you manage to reduce lost heat to 1%, and that's being optimistic, at those temperatures you'll still be igniting anything between you and your target.
And you still have the issue of what happens when Silent Night activates his fire protection spells.

I should have known. Really I should have.

First off, you'll have to pay for those. Sixty-five million bits times four million grenukes equals... approximately the net worth of Princess Celestia. Pay up.

Second off, IMBECILE! Do you have any idea the stress that many explosions will put on the planet? Not only will the people in the surrounding cities be reduced to less than ash, but you'll cause

Rumblerumblerumblerumblerumblerumblerumble
rumblerumblerumblerumblerumblerumble
rumblerumblerumblerumble

*sigh* planet-wide earthquakes and devastation, complete with gulfs opening up, cities falling into cracks in the earth, and continents sliding under one another.

Good job breaking it, hero.

*sigh* Really, you honestly think I hadn't taken all of this into consideration? I'm starting to get the feeling that you ponies think I'm just some sort of explosion happy madstallion.

I wonder how they could have gotten that impression? Idiot.

It certainly is a mystery. In any event, it appears Nightcore has taken the precautions I expected of her.
Did you hear that, you little hussy? I KNEW you'd send those explosions ricocheting through the planet! I WANTED you to send those explosions ricocheting through the planet! My brilliant plan is unstoppable! AHAHAHAHAHAHA-HURK!

*begins telekinetically throttling Boffinspark* YOU MEAN YOU PLANNED ALL OF THIS?!

*gasp* There's a...perfectly...reasonable *gack*...explanation for...

*drops Boffinspark to the ground* Explain. Quickly.

Even as we speak, I have my portal system siphoning off the kinetic, thermal and radiant forces of the explosions while they're trapped in transit. Meanwhile, I've been feeding that energy into my OFC array, which have been set to their lowest instensity, widest dispersal setting. In a few moments, the entire world will be bathed in both short and long-wave friendship radiation. Living creatures won't feel anything but a fairly intense euphoria. Undead, and a certain spirit of chaos, on the other hoof...

*Meanwhile, in Nightcore's castle*
Ladies, did I hear somepony mention a water-what the...? *looks up at the sky*

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*considers his impending petrification* Aw crud.




...See, I told you I could re-contain him. Now pay up.

Fair enough. *produces a scroll with the Royal Equestrian Seal and incinerates it*

You see, Dive Bomb, I knew that the only sufficient energy to pull this off would be your explosive stockpile, so I made the prince here a wager; if I could successfully re-contain Discord, he would sign a pardon fully clearing you of any legal culpability for the incident in Canterlot, which you should receive any moment now. Consider it my payment for use of your armaments.

[Balmas]

That's very nice and all, but even if you compress the thermal energy of the beam itself, it's still going to heat up anything it touches, including the air between the cannon and its target, at which point convection comes into play once again. Even if you manage to reduce lost heat to 1%, and that's being optimistic, at those temperatures you'll still be igniting anything between you and your target.
And you still have the issue of what happens when Silent Night activates his fire protection spells.

*sigh* Really, you honestly think I hadn't taken all of this into consideration? I'm starting to get the feeling that you ponies think I'm just some sort of explosion happy madstallion.

I wonder how they could have gotten that impression? Idiot.

It certainly is a mystery. In any event, it appears Nightcore has taken the precautions I expected of her.
Did you hear that, you little hussy? I KNEW you'd send those explosions ricocheting through the planet! I WANTED you to send those explosions ricocheting through the planet! My brilliant plan is unstoppable! AHAHAHAHAHAHA-HURK!

*begins telekinetically throttling Boffinspark* YOU MEAN YOU PLANNED ALL OF THIS?!

*gasp* There's a...perfectly...reasonable *gack*...explanation for...

*drops Boffinspark to the ground* Explain. Quickly.

Even as we speak, I have my portal system siphoning off the kinetic, thermal and radiant forces of the explosions while they're trapped in trasit. Meanwhile, I've been feeding that energy into my OFC array, which have been set to their lowest instensity, widest dispersal setting. In a few moments, the entire world will be bathed in both short and long-wave friendship radiation. Living creatures won't feel anything but a fairly intense euphoria. Undead, and a certain spirit of chaos, on the other hoof...

*Meanwhile, in Nightcore's castle*
Ladies, did I hear somepony mention a water-what the...? *looks up at the sky*

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*considers his impending petrification* Aw crud.




...See, I told you I could re-contain him. Now pay up.

Fair enough. *produces a scroll with the Royal Equestrian Seal and incinerates it*

You see, Dive Bomb, I knew that the only sufficient energy to pull this off would be your explosive stockpile, so I made the prince here a wager; if I could successfully re-contain Discord, he would sign a pardon fully clearing you of any legal culpability for the incident in Canterlot, which you should receive any moment now. Consider it my payment for use of your armaments.

I grant that convection may be a bit of a problem, as is the fact that once you shoot one projectile, all the air in the way will be consumed in one glorious fusion reaction. However, if you continue to move the beam, you'll continue to hit fresh molecules to continue the reaction.

Also, let's face the fact that we're fighting Silent Night. He doesn't have the best habit of leaving the people around him alive, now does he? Back in Manehattan, all he had was cultists after everyone else fled or was "converted."

The only problem is that whoever fires the gun is likely to be fried, even if it involves a shield. So, it'll have to be Blunt Trauma; he's indestructible.


An intriguing use of teleporters. And tell me, what will happen when one of the spells wears off? Either you and your base get wiped from existence and Equestria is bathed in heavily irradiated magical materials, or some isolated spot on Equestrian soil becomes the epicenter of a planet-destroying earthquake. You know how supposedly an asteroid collided with Equestria somewhere near Marexico, and it wiped out the humans? This would be worse by about 16 orders of magnitude.


Your thoughtfulness surprises me. I still intend to make things right, though.

I must know: how did you get enough Orbital Bubble cannons back into operation in order to irradiate the planet like that?


An in

[Pokonic]

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So, what are we going to do with the statue?

Already have a idea.

"Binds, seals, and portals out"


Where did you send him?

Oh, just some very secure storage. I mean, where else can you get a prepackaged Draconequus?

....Your going to find horrible ways to use him, arn't you?
Yes, sweetie.

Well, thats jus-oooooooooooooooohhhhhh!


.....A little early, honey.

No, its just awwww yeeeeaaaah, there's a wooooooh hooooooo, burst of positive energy, and it's everywhere!
Huh, thats weird. Wait, you get like...this when your near positive energy?

Why did you think I started to hang around the cult compounds again?

...True.

No, this is realy, realy low-frequancy. I am not surprised you cant feel it.

Pity.

"Meanwhile"

Ladida, diddila, kuddledum, mudelddu-gurk.

"Falls prone, sinks slightly into a gooy Manehatten street, cut elsewhere"

Well, I must admit, telling it that I knew the queen of the fire elementals was surpri-ghauaaaaaaaaaa!
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O-ughh. Blaugh. May I eat your filthy, malformed soul, Boffenspark.

[Balmas]

Well, I must admit, telling it that I knew the queen of the fire elementals was surpri-ghauaaaaaaaaaa!
......

O-ughh. Blaugh. May I eat your filthy, malformed soul, Boffenspark.

So, Boffie, assuming the spell holds up to the stress of innumerable transfers of millions of object, you should be able to keep this up indefinitely. If I didn't already have unlimited, clean energy, I would be slightly impressed.

Here's a thought. I provide you with a couple hundred reactors to help run your OFCs, keep this suppression ray running as long as needed. When those are set up, we reprogram your teleportal thing to send the bombs into deep space. Everyone wins.

[Alabenson]

So, Boffie, assuming the spell holds up to the stress of innumerable transfers of millions of object, you should be able to keep this up indefinitely. If I didn't already have unlimited, clean energy, I would be slightly impressed.

Here's a thought. I provide you with a couple hundred reactors to help run your OFCs, keep this suppression ray running as long as needed. When those are set up, we reprogram your teleportal thing to send the bombs into deep space. Everyone wins.

Unfortunately, the process is far too energy-hungry to maintain for any extended period of time; to put things into perspective, thus far the process has drained the potential energy out of 75% of your explosives stockpile, and most of the remaining energy will be consumed over the next day or two. Once the available energy dip below a certain threshold, the remaining force will be applied to the corrupted OFCs superstructure, destroying them as a result. (Don’t worry about me, I’ll still have my Friendship Cannon Array available in the meantime).
To answer an earlier question of yours, I didn’t repair the…alterations made to the OFCs by Discord, rather, I used this process to work with them. You see, at normal intensities, the OBCs would simple create a bubble of friendship energy that would be harmlessly deflected off of the ionosphere. By setting the OBCs to their lowest possible setting, however, I was able to create a fine “mist” of friendship radiation able to pass into the atmosphere. After that it was merely a matter of finding a way to boost the energy output to a sufficient level that said “mist” would achieve total atmospheric penetration.

By the by, have you started feeling the euphoria yet? I’ve already had to temporarily suspend work up here, as things have become…less than professional.
*points to Igor playing a sitar while a number of ninjas have discarded their catsuits and begun dancing with Pyria*
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Have you ever thought about the OFCs? Like, really thought about them? They’re like, giant space cannons that shoot love and friendship and rainbows.

[Balmas]

Unfortunately, the process is far too energy-hungry to maintain for any extended period of time; to put things into perspective, thus far the process has drained the potential energy out of 75% of your explosives stockpile, and most of the remaining energy will be consumed over the next day or two. Once the available energy dip below a certain threshold, the remaining force will be applied to the corrupted OFCs superstructure, destroying them as a result. (Don’t worry about me, I’ll still have my Friendship Cannon Array available in the meantime).
To answer an earlier question of yours, I didn’t repair the…alterations made to the OFCs by Discord, rather, I used this process to work with them. You see, at normal intensities, the OBCs would simple create a bubble of friendship energy that would be harmlessly deflected off of the ionosphere. By setting the OBCs to their lowest possible setting, however, I was able to create a fine “mist” of friendship radiation able to pass into the atmosphere. After that it was merely a matter of finding a way to boost the energy output to a sufficient level that said “mist” would achieve total atmospheric penetration.

By the by, have you started feeling the euphoria yet? I’ve already had to temporarily suspend work up here, as things have become…less than professional.
*points to Igor playing a sitar while a number of ninjas have discarded their catsuits and begun dancing with Pyria*
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Have you ever thought about the OFCs? Like, really thought about them? They’re like, giant space cannons that shoot love and friendship and rainbows.

Just a thought: it would be unwise to destroy the array when you've only just learned how to use them. After all, I can find a way to power at least one for a daily irradiation like this.

Now that you mention it, I have been acting rather more insane than usual. I mean, I'm here on a cordial basis with you! I had attributed that to the science high, but now that I think of it, the villagers are acting wonky, too. That's right, get up the gangplank, and bring your foals. We'll soon have you....

Hah. Hahahaa! The ground is funny from so close to it. I mean, think about grass--we walk on it, but someone's probably going to eat it afterwards.

...Did you know your ninjas are on fire? I'd tell you to catch them, but you can't catch things when they're on fire.