My Little Pony LIII: Stashing Ponythreads Around in Case of Ponymergency!

**Nameless** · 2012-09-17, 05:25 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by maximus25

Casual hobby at worst.

He's hoping that in 20 years he can sell them all and get rich.

Nooo... he's collecting the because he believes in FRIENDSHIP AND KINDNESS.

**Maxtronaut** · 2012-09-17, 05:25 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Diego Havoc

Fido is prettiest DDog girl.

If she's the one on the left, then I must agree with you.

**Beacon of Chaos** · 2012-09-17, 05:32 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Maxtronaut

If she's the one on the left, then I must agree with you.

Nope, Fido is the big girl on the right. Rover is on the left, though she is still cute. Spot is in the middle... and she scares me...

**One Tin Soldier** · 2012-09-17, 05:38 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Gideon Falcon

So, recently, I've been working on the first in a series of Derpy/Doctor Whooves Fanfics. Thing is, I'm in a bit of a rut with the story-line. First off, I want to see what you guys think of it as is, what advice you have, etc. So, here's the first chapter.

Derpy's Journals: First Contact

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*snip*

So, the first chapter sets up the setting in a hopefully not-too-forced way. I think it still feels a little rushed, though. I hope I did a passable job at establishing Derpy's character, I'm trying to portray her as a Genius Ditz-type personality.

The main issue is the Monster of the Week. I don't want to bring in something from canonical Whoniverse, but I still want it to have the Whovian feel to it, mixed with a little pony-style classical mythology. All I know so far is that it's a creature that drains magic out of ponies, with Carrot Top being the first victim. Beyond that, I'm open to suggestions.

Some quick review-ish notes.

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You specifically brought up how regeneration changes the Doctor's personality, so it might be good to emphasize what those changes are. Are you basing it off of 11's personality? 10's? Something different?

In technical terms, I don't see any spelling or grammar errors. The format would benefit from more space, since as-is there's big walls of text. And the pacing feels a bit flat. The regeneration scene in particular seems like it should be more dramatic.

Aside from that, pretty good. I like that it's set several years before the show.

Originally Posted by Diego Havoc

I wish I had your comedic wit. These are, as always, fantastic!

Fido is prettiest DDog girl.

Raaaandom pics! (and lots of them!)

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Yes, it's shipping. I don't care, it's cute.

It's been a while since I did a good old-fashioned image dump. Feels good man.

I really hope that's not a shipping picture.

**Gamerlord** · 2012-09-17, 05:40 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by One Tin Soldier

I really hope that's not a shipping picture.

I tracked down the artist's deviantART account. It is.

**Pokonic** · 2012-09-17, 05:42 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by One Tin Soldier

I really hope that's not a shipping picture.

Big Brother, Incest For Ever!

(Whats worse is that it would hit all the beats in that song.)

**PhantomFox** · 2012-09-17, 06:23 PM (ISO 8601)

More merch upates: I just passed by our toy section at work, and noticed with the new brushables we got not only inclue Lyra Heartstrings, as previously mentioned, but also Trixie Lulamoon!

...perhaps we'll get some of the newer minis on the next truck to go with them.

**Tectonic Robot** · 2012-09-17, 06:37 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Pokonic

"Then again, she can make the cutest excuses."

Also, just found this pic.

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Lets face it, the Dimond Dogs are the only creatures on the show that look best moderatly anthroed most of the time.

And gender switched at the same time, apparently. Huh.

Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss sssssss

Awesome awesome awesome best diamond dogs.

I mean, seriously. It's like awesome sauce up in here. Totes.

Woooooooo @_@

**Maxtronaut** · 2012-09-17, 06:48 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Diego Havoc

Nope, Fido is the big girl on the right. Rover is on the left, though she is still cute. Spot is in the middle... and she scares me...

Bottom line; whoever genderbent them did a fine job.

**Pendulous** · 2012-09-17, 06:52 PM (ISO 8601)

So, guess which animated show won a Tubey award? http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com...cripted-tv.php

Just a few questions. What the hell are the Tubeys, why have I never heard of them, and who the hell cares?

Originally Posted by PhantomFox

More merch upates: I just passed by our toy section at work, and noticed with the new brushables we got not only inclue Lyra Heartstrings, as previously mentioned, but also Trixie Lulamoon!

...perhaps we'll get some of the newer minis on the next truck to go with them.

Not really "news", but I was at a local retail store here called "Rose's" or something like that. Wasn't sure, thought it was a mall because the entrance said Southhill Mall". So, you know, I assumed it was a mall. Put an application in anyway, would be nice to work in retail again. Anyway, was walking through, noticing how their boxes that contained their toys were the exact same color and layout as they were at Wal-Mart (same purple-y color) and I noticed an FIM box. Didn't bother looking in the aisles, I just found it interesting that a local store here has FIM toys, yet people are always complaining about how hard-to-get they are. I guess if you're looking for one in particular, it could be, but still.

**Alabenson** · 2012-09-17, 06:56 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Pokonic

[COLOR="Plum"]Go, Octi, Go!

.....

Are those squidponies attached to her, too?

.....

Igor, you lucky dog.

Wait, one of the professor's plans is actually working, without any unexpected explosions or complications?
...
Has Discord escaped again?

Originally Posted by Pokonic

Err, Nightcore, look to the bottom left of the screen.
What, is it-oh gods, I thought she was locked in the furnace!

The keyword was "was".

"Meanwhile"

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Hi there aunti Octi, I just learned how to teliport! Its soooooo fuuuun!

Well, on the bright side I don't think there's anything she can really do that would make things in Manehatten worse then they already are.

Originally Posted by Pokonic

"Back to our undisclosed cottage"

I give Manehatten five hours.
Sniff.

Uh, Nightcore, are you...okay?

M-my family is so screwed up! My uncle is a undead mouse, my cousin is a vaugly necromantic fire elemental with a splash of something, and my mom got locked up in the lowest levels of Tartarus because Silent tricked her! Wahhhhh!

Don't forget the fact that you're currently a wanted fugitive being hunted by every heavily armed maniac Prince Regeln has been able to find and hire.
Somehow I don't think that's going to help her.
I was supposed to be helping?

**Kindablue** · 2012-09-17, 07:20 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Maxtronaut

Bottom line; whoever genderbent them did a fine job.

This is they, by the way.

**thubby** · 2012-09-17, 07:27 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Pokonic

"Back to our undisclosed cottage"

I give Manehatten five hours.
Sniff.

Uh, Nightcore, are you...okay?

M-my family is so screwed up! My uncle is a undead mouse, my cousin is a vaugly necromantic fire elemental with a splash of something, and my mom got locked up in the lowest levels of Tartarus because Silent tricked her! Wahhhhh!

awe, poor thing. you know, I could make it all better.
I'm sure your mommy would appreciate it

*briefly opens portal from which scream emerges*
well, i suppose she's not in a talking mood.
*poofs in contract*
all you have to do is ask

**One Tin Soldier** · 2012-09-17, 07:50 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Gamerlord

I tracked down the artist's deviantART account. It is.

Nopenopenopenopenope

**Balmas** · 2012-09-17, 07:53 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Alabenson

What's not to believe? If that madstallion hadn't planted bombs all over Canterlot, it would have escaped at least partially intact.
You know, Dive Bomb, when even Boffinspark is calling you insane, I think it's time to start reevaluating some of your life choices.[/COLOR]

Don't you even try to pretend that it wasn't you. They were there, sitting pretty as an acknowledged reason not to come after me for my experiments, and they'd have stayed there indefinitely if it hadn't been for your stupid cannon! Now I either have to figure out where Celestia went or find a new chess partner!

Originally Posted by Maxtronaut

I am so out of the loop with this thread. Boffy, I won't hunt you down as it seems your actions have already been remedied. Know this however, if you do mess up so bad that whatever you did cannot be fixed for a remarkably long time, IE: Creating another Everfree, I will hunt you down and make you pay.

Originally Posted by Pokonic

Big Brother, Incest For Ever!

(Whats worse is that it would hit all the beats in that song.)

"Like two peas in a pod, we did everything together!" And yes, in that way. ^^

**Lix Lorn** · 2012-09-17, 07:57 PM (ISO 8601)

How long has this been here? O_o

**asdflove** · 2012-09-17, 08:13 PM (ISO 8601)

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Stupid Skeleton! Uhhhhggg! http://asdflove.deviantart.com/art/P...ykon-325366154
http://asdflove.deviantart.com/art/P...loak-325351301 Redcloak
MITD-http://asdflove.deviantart.com/art/M...fied-325332744
and The one and only Belkar Bitterleaf! http://asdflove.deviantart.com/art/P...-WAR-325000257
Haley-http://asdflove.deviantart.com/art/H...fied-324734385
Elan-http://asdflove.deviantart.com/art/P...Elan-324688093

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(Find the rest through here)

Ponifed Celia- http://asdflove.deviantart.com/art/P...elia-327832857

**maximus25** · 2012-09-17, 08:17 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Nameless

Nooo... he's collecting the because he believes in FRIENDSHIP AND KINDNESS.

Of course he does.

**Pokonic** · 2012-09-17, 08:29 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Alabenson

Wait, one of the professor's plans is actually working, without any unexpected explosions or complications?
...
Has Discord escaped again?

Nope. Just Charnel. Actualy, "takes a side glance"

Remember that time when Silent unleashed those Elemental Dukes and broke open that Tartarus gate? Was that ever closed?

Well, on the bright side I don't think there's anything she can really do that would make things in Manehatten worse then they already are.

You sure about that?

Meanwhile"

Weeeeee! Dance, ponies, dance!

Gaaaahhhahahahahahauuuuugggggwahahahascrreeeeaaaccchhhhhh!

Weeeeeeeeee! Dance to the music!

"Back to base"

Your wrong. So very, very wrong.

You know why?

Let me give you a hint: you know that saying that if you light a pony on fire, he will be warm for the rest of his life? Well, Charnel can take that literaly, and if she wants you too you have no limit on your life-span.

Indeed, that is why she shall serve as my perminent vessal.

So, realy, you sho- wait, Silent did you just talk!?

Squeak?

Heh, must have been hearing things.

Don't forget the fact that you're currently a wanted fugitive being hunted by every heavily armed maniac Prince Regeln has been able to find and hire.
Somehow I don't think that's going to help her.
I was supposed to be helping?

Wahhhhhh!

How dare you!

N-no, its okay. I.....sniff.

Oh, your going to pay for this.

Originally Posted by thubby

awe, poor thing. you know, I could make it all better.
I'm sure your mommy would appreciate it

*briefly opens portal from which scream emerges*
well, i suppose she's not in a talking mood.
*poofs in contract*
all you have to do is ask

No, No!

I know what Nightingale would say on the subject. Ahem:

"Bauh, poot me boock! Flames and magma better zan cwold Stalliwongrat vinters. Begon, cheeld, lest I freeze you and zatter you like Koschei, zat bag of bones I call a broser, did to me with the force of a Vindigoes whinny! Let me enjoy the varm fires of the hells!"

Honestly, I think she would prefer to wait until either I was with her or Silent did something stupid.

.....

I mean, more than usual.

Originally Posted by Kindablue

This is they,

by the way.

I feared that pic might have been pulled off a saucy tumbler, and it did!

Also, vaugly roleplay related:

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As most people could have guessed the Fire elemental family was pretty much inspired by the one's in Adventure Time.

However, this roleplay predicted there internal disputes long before that.

**Alabenson** · 2012-09-17, 08:31 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Balmas

Don't you even try to pretend that it wasn't you. They were there, sitting pretty as an acknowledged reason not to come after me for my experiments, and they'd have stayed there indefinitely if it hadn't been for your stupid cannon! Now I either have to figure out where Celestia went or find a new chess partner!

Don't you dare try to blame what happened in Canterlot on my OFCs! The damage to the city would have been minimal if you hadn't hidden your damned explosives throughout the area like some psychotic Easter Bunny! What kind of maniac stores unstable explosives in a major metropolois anyway?

So Boffinspark's found someone who might actually be crazier than he is. Honestly, I don't know whether I find this funny or disturbing.

**Maxtronaut** · 2012-09-17, 08:40 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Balmas

Don't worry, I'll find one reason or another to use your... what where those super-powerful-apocalypse-bombs called? The ones with like, dark matter and friendship and stuff? The ones that were the size of a semi truck?

**Tiki Snakes** · 2012-09-17, 08:51 PM (ISO 8601)

Truly, you are made for each other in collatoral damage heaven.

I liked the bit where you surrounded your draconic babysitter with outward facing portals and fired indiscriminately on the entirety of Canterlot, personally.

Originally Posted by Lix Lorn

How long has this been here? O_o

Lix?

**Lix Lorn** · 2012-09-17, 09:07 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Tiki Snakes

Lix?

So what you're saying is
It Was Already Here.

**Tiki Snakes** · 2012-09-17, 09:11 PM (ISO 8601)

Actually, I'm not entirely sure what you were even asking, let alone what I was trying to say.

Close enough, though. What?

**Thanqol** · 2012-09-17, 09:12 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by DigoDragon

Anyone want to hear more of The Great & Powerful Trixie quotes?
(Who doesn't?)

First of all, using "Flick" as a pony curse word does work well. Moreso if you type it in all caps and use a blurry font so the L and I are really close together...

Interesting notes from the most recent session--

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Trixie would make a pretty good super villain. In order to break into a prominant office building and take on a demon cult's leader, Trixie enacted a plan to first tie up the city's emegency response teams. Trixie had the alien Paul build and detonate a small pipe bomb in a car outside a large hotel a mile down the street (Not too damaging, we only needed attention). Trixie then called the police and pretended to be a terrorist group with demands.
Now that the entire city emergency response is out looking for terrorists and bombs that don't exist, Trixie and the supers team broke into the office building to corner the cult leader.

It *Almost* played out like a half-baked Ocean's Eleven plan. Haven't found the leader, but we've taken out security and a lot of henchmen so far.

Okay, quotes:

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Harmony: "We need evidence that these people are evil."
Trixie: "They walk on two legs, they're evil."
Jimmy: "Thanks, Trixie."
Trixie: "You're welcome." :D

Jimmy: "There's just no explaining the Great & Powerful Trixie."
Trixie: "Nope. ...wait."

Trixie: "Turns out Trixie's feeling of not wanting to go with your plan did not go unfounded."
Mason: "I didn't know you weren't used to horsenip."
Paul: "That smells like Marijuana to me..."
Mason: "Shut up."
Trixie: "Next time we listen to the woman's intuition."
Jimmy: "You're a mare, not a woman."
Trixie: "And that's why you're single."

GM: "Trixie, as you ascend the stairwell, two guards with MP5s come down and stop you. HALT! they shout."
Trixie: "Aww snap, um..." **panicking** I throw my lightning bolt at the left guard's face!"
GM: "Okay, -5 to hit, roll it."
Trixie: "Critical hit!" O_O
GM: "Well his day just went bad."

GM: "Trixie, the remaining guard punches you for 5 damage. What do you do?"
Trixie: "Okay, we're in a stairwell and it spirals around an open shaft... I cast Move Air at his feet, gale force!"
GM: "Can he defend? ...nevermind, he doesn't with this roll."
Trixie: "Okay, so a column of air shoves him upwards two meters to the center of the stairwell."
GM: "Well he falls a couple flights from that and will take a while to get back up. Now what?"
Trixie: **Picks up an MP5 from the other security guard she dropped earlier** "THE FUN HAS BEEN DOUBLED!!"

Jimmy: "You took almost no damage. Does Trixie have bullet-proof nudity?"
Trixie: "Trixie IS wearing a vest, you know." :p
Mason: "Trixie has 'saddle bags'." ;)

Marvellous, just marvellous. Sounds like the best group dynamic.

**Forum Explorer** · 2012-09-17, 09:22 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Strife Warzeal

Actually we first see it happen against Nightmare Moon, people theorize she copies the spell from Nightmare after she used it to... bring them into that tower? It's been a while since I watched the first two episodes.

Random thought, pertaining to Discord:
Discord has never been romantically interested in Celestia, despite that being the common ship. No the ship has always been Discord X Luna. The anger Celestia shows is not related to being an ex-lover but to the hurt that he caused to Luna, sisterly love and all that.
Also Lunacy sounds better than Dislestia, right?

Just some thoughts that were sitting in my head and bugging me.

Right. Hmmm, I guess it's evidence that Twilight can spontaneously cast spells when distressed?

Also I like that much better then Dislestia. So sure.

Originally Posted by Gideon Falcon

So, recently, I've been working on the first in a series of Derpy/Doctor Whooves Fanfics. Thing is, I'm in a bit of a rut with the story-line. First off, I want to see what you guys think of it as is, what advice you have, etc. So, here's the first chapter.

Derpy's Journals: First Contact

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The names of ponies and places in this story have been changed in order to protect the identity of their owners. They have subsequently been changed back in this printing.

The following material appears on the book's back cover:

I hurried back upstairs, my cargo in tow. I ran to the massive creature's side, and cheerfully offered him a muffin. His response was to explode.

My name is Ditsica Esmerelda "Derpy" Doo Hooves, and this is the story of how I met my husband.
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Chapter One

Due to the obscurity of my real name, you will more likely recognise me as the author of the best-selling Daring Do series, as well as several short stories. The events preceding my literary success, however, are an incredible story unto themselves.

It began several months after I had moved into the rural town of Ponyville, on a lazy summer afternoon. I was working as a mailmare, and had just completed my routes for the day. I had just curled up in a chair, one of my great-aunt's journals open in front of me.
As noted on the back covers, the Daring Do series is based on true events. The real Daring Do, upon her disappearance, left her journals in the care of her younger brother Darrin. He then passed them down to his son, Will, who passed them down to me, his daughter. I had discovered them shortly before coming to ponyville, and I loved every minute of reading them. At this point, I had only written a few short stories, none of which ha been published, but had discovered a certain talent for writing that I thought could be used to share the stories of Daring's exploits with all of Equestria.
I was roused from my reading when a gentle breeze and a strange sound filled the air in my loft. It was haunting, at once both mechnical and organic. It sounded almost as if something was scraping across the very fabric of existence, or like something breathing...
With the sound came the appearance of a blue light, fading in and out near the high ceiling of the room. Beneath it, fading with the light between visibility and transparency, as a great blue wooden box, worn with age. It towered over me, four times my height, and at the top it bore large letters reading: POLICE PUBLIC CALL BOX. The front of it, facing me, had double doors, with two windows that stared out blankly.
Finally, the box settled into reality, and the house fell quiet. Suddenly, the doors flew open, and out toppled an alien creature like nothing I had seen before. It sprawled face down upon the floor with a groan.
The creature had four long, thin limbs, and seemed to be bipedal. Said hind limbs bent once at the knee, and the foot and ankle were fused together in a long, narrow paw which was covered in canvas shoes, and a rough cotton fabric which extended partway up the shins.
The barrel, or torso, as it were, was like a minotaur's, but smaller, and less muscular. The thin arms each held five fingers, long and nimble.
The creature's head was ovular, and had a crown of spiky brown hair that ran down to the top of the neck. The rest, however, including the hands, was covered in bare pink skin. Its ears were small, round, flat things, located at the center of the sides of the head, and held complicated whorls around the ear canal.
The creature's body was covered in a long brown duster, and cotton cloth over the legs. I had also glimpsed a white shirt beneath the coat.
For a few moments, nothing happened, aside from a groan from the creature. I focused my thoughts, trying to make some sort of analysis of the situation. Some strange creature in a magic box had just stumbled into my living room. It didn't seem to be hostile, but I would still want to be cautious. I tentatively walked forward, speaking up. "Are... you alright?"
It raised its head. Its face was flat, with lips slightly darker than the surrounding skin, and the nostrils were on the bottom of a wedge of flesh protruding from the middle. Its eyes were small and almond-shaped, brown in color, and above each was a small line of brown hair. I couldn't be sure at the time, but its features seemed somewhat masculine.
Seeing me, his face broke into a confused expression. "What?" he said, quietly, raising himself up with his arms. "What?" he said again, louder, his mouth hanging open. Looking around the room, he proclaimed once again, "What?"
"Um... Hi?" I said, feebly.
He drew up onto his knees, about the height of a large stallion, and he broke into a smile. "A talking pony! Brilliant!" He leaned forward again, his hands on his knees, "And absolutely adorable!"
I was very taken aback by that last statement. I had never worried much about my appearance, but I new how other ponies saw me. Certainly, I had never been described as 'cute' since I was a filly, more often as, well, for lack of a better word, 'frumpy.' My mane is stiff and stringy, my figure suffering from an overindulgence in muffins (truly the most fantastic of foods), and my face is distinctly plain, and flattened a bit from impacts (I'm not the most adroit flyer). My voice is nothing to write home about, either. But what usually puts ponies off is the source of my nickname 'Derpy.' I suffer from what is called Amblyopia, or Lazy Eye. Most of the time, my eyes look in separate directions, wreaking havoc with my depth perception, but also causing me to look, to put it bluntly, like an idiot.
The alien creature seemed not to care about that, however. He winced, clutching a hand to his chest.
"Are you okay?" I asked again, concerned.
"Not exactly," he said, sweat forming on his forehead, "But I'm afraid there's not much you can do to help."
I figured that I should still do something, so I dashed down to the kitchen. Golden Harvest, the mare who was renting me my room, was at work, so I was undisturbed as I retrieved a banana nut muffin from my stash. I hurried back upstairs, my cargo in tow.
The creature had risen to his hind legs, leaning on the box. He was twice my height now he was fully erect, and he looked downward as I approached.
"Here," I said, a friendly smile on my face, "It's not much, but maybe a muffin will help you feel... a little better?"
"Oh dear," he said, and exploded.
Technically, 'erupted' would be a better term, but the suddenness of the phenomenon put an explosion in mind. He threw his head back and his arms out, and golden light poured out from them. The whole house vibrated, and the streams of energy knocked various odds and ends from the walls. The creature began shrinking, his form twisting, and when the light dissipated, a tan stallion was left tangled in the now oversized clothing. He had similar features to the creature, but his eyes were now blue.
The colt shook his head, looking down at himself and his surroundings. "Well that's interesting," he said, shuffling out of the pile of fabric. "I'm a pony. That's certainly never happened before." He turned to face me, looking over me analytically. "Not quite the same ponies I'm used to, though..." He was speaking rapidly, his eyes darting about as he thought. "Enlarged cranium and eyes, far more expressive facial features... Hang on!" he looked back at his cutie mark, an hourglass, his eyes wide, and began circling around comically. "I've got a tattoo?! That's... that's... I don't even know!"
I was still processing what had just happened, and so remained silent as he continued his rant. "Except, she's got one, too... in the exact same place... So perhaps it's a birthmark? Now that I think about it, it's in the actual hair, so it couldn't be a tattoo... Question is, why am I trying to figure it out myself when there's a native right here I can ask?"
I finally found my voice as he turned to me again. "It's... It's a cutie mark," I explained, anticipating his question, "It symbolizes your special talent."
He looked back at his mark, comprehension dawning on his face. "Aaah, I see! So this must symbolize time travel!"
There was a long pause as he realised what he had just said in front of me, and as I took in his statement. "T-time travel?" I said, eyes wide, "You mean... right." I shook myself. "That's not really any more surprising than anything else about you. So you're a time traveller?"
"Yes. It's a bit more complicated than that, but that's the gist of it."
"And you're a shapeshifter?"
"Not exactly. My race has a little trick to avoid death. I've never changed body types, though. Probably something to do with the new universe."
"...Sorry, what?"
He sighed, sitting back on his haunches. "Alright, let me lay it out for you. I'm the Doctor, and I'm what's called a Time Lord. I'm from another universe, one which I'm probably never going to go back to.
"Anyway, as I said, when we would normally... er, pass on, we can instead go through a process called regeneration. We heal all our wounds, but... at a great cost." His face grew solemn. "Our face changes, parts of our personality change... we almost become new people."
My face fell. "Oh, I'm so sorry..."
Immediately, the Doctor brightened up. "Don't be! I'm fine now! Especially because I've got a whole new universe to explore!"
"But you've lost your old one... everypony you knew."
He put a hoof on my shoulder, lowering his voice. "Don't worry about it," he said in a comforting tone, "I'll be fine. I do enough worrying about other people's problems, I don't need others worrying about mine." He put a hoof to his chin. "Speaking of which, you've been remarkably civil about all this. I show up out of nowhere, blow up in your living room, and start talking about time travel and other universes, and all the while you're trying to befriend me, rather than, say, cowering behind the couch until things start making sense again."
I grinned. "It pays to be nice to everypony. It makes every day better!"
"Words to live by! I like you already. What's your name, by the way?"
"I'm Ditsy Doo! You can call me Derpy, though, everypony does."
"Brilliant! So, Miss Derpy, how exactly are you able to take this all in stride like that?"
I shrugged. "I guess I'm too busy being interested to freak out."
"That works," he said, grinning. His stomach growled suddenly, and his grin turned sheepish. "Is that muffin offer still on the table?"
I nodded cheerfully, hoofing the treat to him, and he gobbled the muffin hungrily with a quick word of thanks. "Mmm. Delicious. Where did you get this? It's the best muffin I've ever tasted!"
"I know, Sugarcube Corner makes the best of everything! The only bakery I know of that can compete is Pony Joe's, and he only does donuts."
"Sugarcube Corner, eh? Sounds like a delightful place. Local establishment?"
"You know it. The small businesses always make the best products."
"I know, it's like that on every planet I've ever been on."
At this reminder of his bizarre origins, I looked back at his vessel. "So, that box travels through space as well as time, right?"
The Doctor stood up, proudly gazing at the machine. "Oh, yes. Anywhere in the universe, any point in time. She's absolutely brilliant."
"What's she called?"
"The TARDIS. Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. Want to see what she's like on the inside?"
"Would I?!" I cried gleefully. I was going to see the inside of a time machine!
The Doctor chuckled, and pushed open the doors. The inside was a gaping black space, much larger than the box itself. I walked forward into the gloom, grinning with wonder. "It's... bigger on the inside! It's bigger on the inside, that's amazing!" I was hopping in delight, surveying all I could see of the vast chamber in the dim light. It was a great, round chamber, with coral-like pillars around a large clear cylinder in the center. Around its base were dozens upon dozens of levers, cranks, and wheels, probably control panels. "This is amazing!"
"I know," the Doctor said, smiling, "You should see her when she's up and running."
"Yeah, why are all the lights out?" I asked.
"She runs on the energy of the universe. Thing is, she's calibrated to my old one, not this one. She needs to recalibrate to draw energy from here, or else we're not going anywhere.
"So how long will that take?"
"No idea. Could be hours. Could be months."
"So you're stuck here until then?"
"I'm afraid so."
I went back outside the TARDIS, circling it, as if to confirm to myself there was no illusion at work. When I got back around to the front, the Doctor stood at the window, looking out over ponyville. "I suppose I'd better make myself familiar with the town then," he said, sighing. "I've never been good at staying in one place for long."
"Don't worry," I said, "Ponyville's a great town!"
The Doctor jerked his head back. "Wait... Pony-ville?"
"Yup!"
He shrugged. "Not the strangest I've heard. Shall we go, then?"

The town was bustling about as usual, everypony going about their business. Our first stop was Sugarcube Corner, of course, where we were met what looked like a rapidly bouncing ball of pink fuzz.
"Hi! Welcome to Sugarcube Corner I'm Pinkie Pie! How are you? What's your name? What are you getting? When's your birthday? What's your favorite color? Mine's pink just like me and my name except without the Pie! Though I do love pie too but not as much as cupcakes because cupcakes are like tiny cakes that you put in a cup! Actually maybe you could do the same thing with a pie and make some sort of cup-" The speaker, a filly fast approaching marehood with a frizzy pink mane and coat, was interrupted by Mrs. Cake, one of the two owners of the establishment, who shoved a pastry into her mouth.
Cup Cake was a delightful mare, with a round face and a warm smile. Her bright blue coat is offset by her equally vivid pink mane, and her cutie mark of three cupcakes proudly made known her profession.
"Oh, so sorry, dears," she said, "This is our new apprentice, and she's very... talkative."
"Right," I said, "I remember you talking about her. Pinkie Pie, right?" Pinkie, who was still chewing through the pastry, nodded enthusiastically.
After sending Pinkie off to help Mr. Cake with an order, Mrs. Cake turned to the Doctor. "And who's this young stranger?" she asked, friendily.
The colt in question put on a charming smile. "Hello, I'm the Doctor," he said, "I'm a friend of Derpy's."
"He's from Trottingham," I said, thinking quickly. "We've been pen-pals for years, and now he's come to visit for a while."
"Oh, you're a doctor, eh?"
"Eh, not really. I'm actually a watchmaker," he said, indicating his cutie mark."
"They call him Doctor because his name, Tock, sounds kind of like 'Doc'..." I added.
"...and because I look like one when I wear my glasses," the Doctor finished.
"Well, isn't that... interesting," said Mrs. Cake, a bit taken aback by the strangeness of the assertion, "You must have some fascinating friends."
"You have no idea," the Doctor agreed.
"So anyway," I said, "I'm showing him around town, and of course this had to be the first stop, seeing as you're the best thing in it!"
"Oh Derpy, you're too kind," chuckled Mrs. Cake, blushing, "It's not that amazing!"
"Oh, but it is!"
"Oh, you're always so incorrigible. Run along now, I'm sure there's plenty to see!"
With that, we left jovially, waving back our goodbyes. As we drew out of earshot, the Doctor turned to me.
"Good thinking back there with the pen pal and name thing," he said, grinning.
"Thanks," I replied, "I'm pretty good at that kind of thing. I'm actually thinking of becoming an author someday."
"Fantastic!" the Doctor said, "Love a good book!"
"Then why don't we go to the library next?"
"Brilliant!"

The Ponyville Library was a large tree, magically hollowed out to fit a round room walled with bookshelves as well as living space for the librarian. At the time, the library was maintained by Charity, a kindly old unicorn mare who would pass away peacefully in her sleep six years later.
When the Doctor and I arrived, she was dusting the top bookshelves with her magic. She turned her walker around at the sound of the door opening, and strained her eyes to see who it was.
"Ah, Ditzy, how nice to see you! How has your day been?"
"Oh, it's been great! I've got to introduce you to my friend Tock Hooves! He's visiting from Trottingham, so I'm showing him around town!"
She greeted him the way she did everypony, with a warm smile that melted your troubles and the gentle hoofshake of one who had spent all their strength long ago in the service of others. "Hello, Tock, welcome to Ponyville. My name is Charity. I'm the librarian, as you've likely already guessed." She stepped back, indicating the room. "You're welcome to come around any time, whether you've a book to check out or just need somepony to talk to. How long are you staying?"
The Doctor scratched his head. "I don't really know. My job's been a bit uncertain, lately, so there's no telling when they'll need me back."
"Ah, I hope you can stay for a while, then."
"So, is there anything we can help with?" I asked, but she waved me off with one white-coated hoof.
"Oh, don't worry about me. I'm perfectly fine on my own. You run along and finish your tour, and I'll get back to my dusting."
We gave her a warm farewell, and continued on our way. As we left, we could still feel the comforting presence of the old mare.
"She's quite an amazing person, isn't she?" the Doctor said.
"Yes. Everypony loves her. She's spent her entire life serving others any way she could. Eventually, it started to take its toll, and she got weaker. Now, since she can't serve physically, she helps out mentally, providing advice, an ear to talk to and a wither to cry on. Most ponies that visit the library don't even go to check out a book." I sighed. "Thing is, she doesn't want to be a burden. She never accepts help with her chores or her shopping or anything... we all worry about her sometimes."
The Doctor smiled. "Sometimes the elderly get like that. They're not ready to give up their independance."
"It's hard, though, to see them like that. You just want to do everything you can to make their life comfortable, you know?"
"Yes. But then you realize that, unfortunately, the best thing you can do for that is to let them take care of themselves as much as they can."
We lapsed into a pensieve silence. After a while, however, the Doctor finally spoke again.
"This might strike you as a rather odd question..." he said, "But how exactly was she doing that whole... floaty thingy?"
I paused. "You mean... her magic?"
He tilted his head. "Are you sure it's actually, you know, real magic?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, just like with any other unicorn. Their horns are magic."
"Ah, I see. Are these unicorns... rare?"
"No... They're just as common as pegasi and earth ponies."
"Hm."
I tilted my head. "Why were you skeptical about it being magic?"
He ran a hoof through his mane. "Well, back in my old universe, magic was sort of... well, you know, not real."
I stopped. "What?! No magic? How do you manage the weather? Take care of the animals? Raise the sun and moon?"
"Well, for the most part, those take care of themsel- wait, did you say raise the sun and moon?!"
"Yeah, the princess controls the movement of the sun and moon."
The Doctor sat down. "You have a ruler... who has the power to control your planetary rotation..."
"What?" I interrupted, "No, she makes the sun and moon move around the planet."
"No, that's impossi- hang on, exactly how big is your sun?"
"About a quarter the size of the planet, why?"
"Ah, that explains it. Most planets where I'm from orbit their stars, not the other way around."
"Really?"
"Yes. But, as I was saying, your ruler can control two massive celestial bodies at once, and yet she calls herself a princess rather than a queen?"
I shrugged. "Yeah, I've hear other countries have titles like tha-"
"And she only rules one country?!" he said, "Not an empire?"
I paused. Given that perspective, it did seem obvious Celestia could easily have become the world's ruler, had she wished. "I guess she's just content to watch over Equestria."
"Huh," he said, "I'm thoroughly impressed."
"So..." I said, trying to wrap my head around his earlier comment, "Your world really does everything... on it's own?"
"Oh, yeah. Some planets don't even have intelligent life-forms."
I gawked at this. "That sounds like... the Everfree Forest..." I shivered.
The Everfree Forest is a vast wood that lay on the outskirts of ponyville. The place had an ominous atmosphere, a sinister feeling that one couldn't shake when you neared the trees. It was said that no pony that went in has ever returned... and the fact that nopony does go in means that everything in the forest operates under its own management. This final mark of strangeness cemented the Forest in our minds as an alien, dangerous place.
Even so, its presence has little impact on day-to-day life. It was far enough away that it never really hung at the back of one's mind, and as nothing came out of it, there was no danger so long as you stayed out.
I explained this to the Doctor at his request, and he drank the information up eagerly.
"Fascinating..." he said, "Once the TARDIS is up again, I'll have to see if I can figure out how that came to be."
I looked around penseively. "So, Doctor," I said, "When you get going..."
He turned, smiling. "I think I can probably guess what you're about to say. You want to come with me."
Losing composure momentarily, I grabbed him by the withers, shaking him a bit. "YES! Goodness, yes!" I broke away, my eyes sparkling. "I've always wanted to explore, always wondered what it would be like to see history as it happened! This is the opportunity of a thousand lifetimes!"
He chuckled, putting a foreleg around my shoulder amiably. "I know, isn't it? But what's the universe if you've got nobody to share it with? So, of course you can come!"
I rocketed into the air (or, at least, burst sporadically) with glee, squealing. I landed back down and grabbed the laughing Doctor in a rib-crushing hug. "Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!"
"Calm down... now... Derpy... my lungs..."
"Oh, sorry." I released him, smiling sheepishly. "But still, thank you so much!"
"Any time. After all, what are friends for?" He brushed himself off, turning back to the road. "In any case, let's continue our tour, shall we?"

After an uneventful walk through the marketplace, our next stop was Sweet Apple Acres. The pride and joy of Ponyville, Sweet Apple Acres is the home of Granny Smith, head of the entire Apple family. Their produce was the foundation of the town's early economy, and is still a strong contributor.
As we approached, the Doctor looked up at the sky casually. He stopped in his tracks, however, dumbstruck at the sight of a pegasus weatherpony moving a cloud.
As we had already talked about his universe, I quickly realized why he was so amazed. If he didn't have magic at home, then obviously he couldn't have seen anything interact with clouds that way. Come to think of it, I thought, I should probably explain earth ponies as well. I suppose he probably thought unicorns were the only ones with magic.
"How is she doing that?" he asked, confirming my suspicions.
"Well," I said, "Unicorns aren't the only ponies with magic. They just have the most obvious. You see, pegasi can control clouds by touching them. It lets us walk on clouds, for one thing, and we push them around, jump on them to make it rain, things like that. We can also alter air flow around ourselves slightly, letting us fly faster. Some ponies can even break the sound barrier!"
I'll never forget the look on the Doctor's face as I spoke. His eyes were wide with wonder, a mad grin adorning his face as he learned about something he had never seen before... It was about then that I really noticed just how cute he was.
"And of course you've got earth ponies," I continued, "They have this... strength, inside of them. Their magic basically manifests itself by making them stronger... faster... tougher... It also spreads to anything they plant. Pegasi and unicorns usually can't get anything but grass and weeds to grow. Then earth pony doctors can sometimes sort of... push it into their patients, helping speed the recovery."
For a few moments, the Doctor stood silently. Finally, his grin widened even further as he spoke. "Fantastic!"
"Come on," I said, smiling along with him, "The Apples are right over there." I pulled him over towards the fields, where the Ponyville branch of the Apple family was tilling the fields.
As we approached, I easily recognized the four most prominent figures. Pulling the plows were Jonathan and Macintosh, the father and son (respectively) duo who ran Sweet Apple Acres. Refining the furrows with a hoe behind them was Jonathan's daughter, Applejack, and on the sidelines sat Granny Smith herself, watching the proceedings.
Jonathan and Macintosh were quite the sight, working along-side each other. Both had bright red coats and green eyes, though Jonathan's yellow mane contrasted Mac's orange one. Johnathan was by no means a small pony, but his son, on the cusp of stallionhood, towered over him, sporting the powerful muscles the family was known for. I rightly suspected that the gentle giant was quite the heart-throb among the fillies his age.
Applejack, the middle foal, was only a year or two behind her brother, and, as she was eager to prove, no less capable around the farm. She had an orange coat, well complimented by the mane and eys she had inherited from her father. She proudly wore the well-weathered stetson her mother had left her, which had quickly become as iconic to her as her brother's horse collar.
Granny Smith, reclined in her rocking chair, presented a stately figure. Her green coat and now grey mane were dulled with age, but her keen orange eyes remained as bright as ever. In her lap, happily playing with her grandmother's mane was the youngest of the Apples.
Applebloom was her name, and she was as sweet as anything... until she wasn't. She was the spitting image of her mother, who had, to the sadness of all Ponyville, died in foalbirth. Her red curls and yellow coat, complete with orange eyes, gave her the look of a pile of autumn leaves.
Applejack was the first to notice our approach, and we waved to her. "Howdy, Miss Doo!" she said, cheerfully returning the gesture, "What brings y'all 'round here this afternoon?"
I indicated the Doctor. "This is Tock Hooves," I said, "He's my pen pal visiting from Trottingham!"
Immediately, Applejack galloped over, seizing the Doctor's hoof in a vigorous shake that practically lifted him off the ground. "Aw, howdy, Mr. Hooves! Welcome to Sweet Apple Acres! Lemme innerduce y'all ta th'family!" She pulled him over to the others (careful not to mess up the freshly tilled ground). "This here's mah Pa, an' mah brother Big Macintosh! They run the place!"
Jonathan smiled at his daughter's joviality. "Howdy, kid," he said, when indicated, "Pleasure ta meet y'all."
Big Macintosh, in contrast, simply nodded and said "Eeyup."
Applejack then took the Doctor over to the rocking chair. "An' this," she said, proudly, "Is Granny Smith, head o' the entahr Apple family!" Her voice softened, a bit of tenderness creeping in. "And this... is mah little sis, Applebloom."
"Howwy Miffew Doc Hoof!" laughed the filly, smiling and waving. From the Doctor's expression, the gesture was clearly more than enough to melt his heart.
"Very pleasant to meet ya, sonny," said Granny Smith, smiling.
"Oh, the pleasure's all mine, I assure you," the Doctor replied, "You seem like quite the family!"
"Well, Mr. Hooves," said Jonathan, "Any friend of Miss Doo's is a friend of ours."
"Well, if we're friends, then there's no need to be so formal. Call me Doctor, all my friends do." He raised an eyebrow. "Not because I am a doctor though, mind you. It's a rather silly story, but the nickname stuck all the same."
"Dokkuh Hoofs!" squealed Apple Bloom, threatening to burst any livers within a twenty-hoof radius.
"See that? She's got the right idea."
The rest of the conversation went quickly, as we didn't want to keep them from their work. With a hearty farewell, we left the Apples, and started the way back home.

"Bored!" the Doctor cried, "Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored! I've never stayed in one place for so long!"
"Doctor, it's been two days."
We were taking a walk down the road, enjoying the cool night air. I usually went for a trot to warm up for my route, and was used to getting up before dawn. The moon was high, giving us a beautifully lighted panorama. Unfortunately, the Doctor was too busy moping to notice.
"I know! It's horrible!" he said.
I sighed, rolling my good eye. "Well, I'm sure there's a lot you can do," I said, "All the books in the library, different odd jobs that might be needed around town, all kinds of things!"
"The books just make it worse! All those places and events I could be visiting, when I'm stuck in a boring old village in the middle of nowhere!"
"It's not boring!" I said, "We're right on the edge of the Everfree Forest!"
"Which is only spooky to you because you're not used to self-managing nature. It's considered ordinary in my universe."
"But nopony that goes in has ever come back!"
"Which is just a silly old rumor as far as I'm concerned. Besides, nothing else has ever come out of it, either. I need something to actually happen!"
Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream came from the direction of my house. The Doctor gaped, then added "Remind me never to say that again," before we dashed off to see what had happened.

So, the first chapter sets up the setting in a hopefully not-too-forced way. I think it still feels a little rushed, though. I hope I did a passable job at establishing Derpy's character, I'm trying to portray her as a Genius Ditz-type personality.

The main issue is the Monster of the Week. I don't want to bring in something from canonical Whoniverse, but I still want it to have the Whovian feel to it, mixed with a little pony-style classical mythology. All I know so far is that it's a creature that drains magic out of ponies, with Carrot Top being the first victim. Beyond that, I'm open to suggestions.

Well I like it so far. It seems to be moving pretty quickly though.

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**lord pringle** · 2012-09-17, 09:23 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Lix Lorn

So what you're saying is
It Was Already Here.

T1ck T0CK HONK honk BR8K h34ds?

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**Tiki Snakes** · 2012-09-17, 09:39 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by lord pringle

HONK honk BR8K h34ds?

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Uuuh. Well, not that it makes much sense to me, but it's a very nice poster.

Ma'am, is there a reason you're dressed like some kind of nautica-
I'm a pirate now. Pirates are cool.
...what?
Oh don't look at me like that. It seemed appropriate. It's nearly talk like a pirate day and we're right on schedule for the plan.
You mean...
Yes, as of midnight, we have cut all communications and seceded from the Crimson Army Tormentors. As of today, we are at war with Count De'Spoil and in a very real sense, Space Pirates. Yar.
Must you say it like that Ma'am? Really?
Yaaaar!

Space Pirate Vampire Princess Unicorn Bleakbane. It's like she collects things to be.

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**lord pringle** · 2012-09-17, 09:44 PM (ISO 8601)

Originally Posted by Tiki Snakes

Uuuh. Well, not that it makes much sense to me, but it's a very nice poster.

I think Lix was referencing a character from Homestuck, so I posted something about the character the reference was about.

**asdflove** · 2012-09-17, 09:55 PM (ISO 8601)

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