Yes Your Illustriousness?
There's a knock at the door. Go see who it is. Don't forget the pie in case it's the escaped lunatic.
Silver Scream opens the door carrying an apple pie and looks around for a moment before noticing the trash can. He sighed.
Count Von Sterling regrets to inform you that he cannot take in any fugitives at this time as the current situation requires his full attention. Nevertheless, he has seen fit to provide you with a pie and some reading material for your search for a new life.
He placed the pie and a book entitled "A Foal's Guide to Governance" in front of the trash can and started to close the door.
Before silver scream managed to close the door, a pile of garbage/junk bounced and startled him.
There you are, these are for you.
Well thank you. i REALLY need a place to hide, things are chaseing me and all i have for protection is either the armor or the concealing of the tinmobile.
my diabolic pony! by Elemental the magnificent,
and who are these Dbags? Derpatar by Dirtytabs!
THE WEREWOLF GAMES. JOIN THEM.CLICK PIC.
by tinymushroom the not-mushroom-or-probably-mushroom.
Look... We're not running a hostel for asylum escapees. To solve your problem with things chasing you, I suggest seeking out an expert on things and bugging them until they give you a solution.
Dealing with the crazy was the main reason he didn't pursue that career in psychology he was thinking about.
Until you can find a suitable thingologist, you can hide out in the gazebo down at the edge of the Forest.
Maybe now the crazy pony would go away and he could get back to his breakfast.
Xykon's not Evil. He just get bored really easily. And he doesn't have constructive hobbies. Generation 4
The first time you see this in a signature, put it in your signature and add one. Degeneration 92
The first time you see this, copy it into your signature and subtract one.
Ahhh, another day... er, night in Tiaraville. And no one noticed the absence of the visitor kitteh. Well that is, almost no one. Bat-Mare was on the case.
After a brief staredown with a three-legged pony in the Bat-Cave, Batmare used her do-dads and do-hickeys to search for clues that would answer five simple questions: Who, what, when, where, and why. And sometimes how.
As she was turning the focusing knob on the sniffometer, a strange pony marched up to her optomatron and looked into it. "Hey!! Let go of that!! she screamed into the monitor, turning a small wheel which shook the view.
But the strange pony on the other end refused to let go. "Jazzberry Jam, he's not who you think he is. Really, we need to stop him."
Batmare glared at the picture, annoyed that not only had someone found her optomatron, but that they wouldn't let go. "Oh reeeeally?" she said sarcastically, knowing that Grue Bay (she remembered his name!) couldn't hear her on the other end. It was, after all, just a visual probe. She hadn't figured out yet how to include the hearmajig to it, quite yet. "Then who is Jazzberry Jam, huh? And for that matter, how would you know?"
With a tired sigh, "Fine. I see there's no other way of doing this." suddenly Grue Bay's form shifts, and now Batmare was staring at....
Her jaw drops.... "Twilight Sparkle!!"
Jazzberry Jam is Darkwing Pony. We need to stop him. and she let go of the optomatron and ran to the center of Tiaraville. Citizens of Ponyville!! We need to stop that villain! she takes a second to point at Jazzberry Jam.
Jazzberry Jam, of course, looks behind himself, jumping away from the building he was leaning on, but there was no villain behind him. He looked back at Twilight Sparkle, confused. He points to himself and mouths "Me?"
You! she points at him again. Jazzberry Jam is really.... Darkwing Pony!
Jazzberry Jam scrambles backwards, pressing himself against the house he'd just jumped away from. You... you m-m-must be m-m-mistaken. I'm J-j-jazzberry J-j-jam. he stuttered. I l-l-love P-p-Tiaraville.
But the crowd had already begun to form around him, threatening to carry him away, when... a flash of blinding light exploded around Jazzberry Jam. For a brief moment, the citizens of Tiaraville could have sworn they saw a diamond shape form around there would-be victim. And then he was gone.
A moment later, they heard his sax playing a few feat away. All as one, they turned to find him playing his sax, as if nothing had happened.
Jazzberry Jam (The Grimmace) has been protected from harm by Rarity.
Off the coast of Asturcón, the a small yellow submarine pops out of the water within sight of the city of Colton. A hatch on the bow opens up, and out fly Spitfire & Soarin'. Ahhh. It's good to be in the fresh air again. Spitfire says, breathing in the fresh air.
I can't agree more. says Soarin', standing beside her.
A little help here! comes Rainbow Dash's voice from below. She's hanging on the edge of the hatch, and it looks like she's having trouble climbing out.
Both Soarin' and Spitfire reach down and begin to pull their biggest fan out, when the boat suddenly shakes horribly, knocking the two wonderbolts off-balance and off the port side.
Rainbow Dash falls back into the underwater vessel, with a short squeeky scream, followed by a splash of water. Alarms begin to blare, and the vessel begins to descend back into the water.
Wait!! We're not all out yet! Rainbow Dash calls.
A mer-pony, Ballast Control, swims up to Rainbow Dash and pulls her to safety. We can't wait for your wings to dry off, Miss Dash. We're under attack.
Above, Spitfire and Soarin' can only watch as tentacles wrap around the submarine. The mer-ponies' ship sinks down, closing it's flight hatch and taking Rainbow Dash back down with them. She'll be safe at least. The mer-ponies will take care of her.
Yes, let's get to Ponyville. And together they fly away, to hopefully save Ponyville from Celestia's sister, and maybe Luna herself.
Ballast Control (Otakuryoga) has gone down with the ship. He was Rainbow Dash (Wonderbolts)
Indeed. Not sure about him being ursa major, but grimmace being Rarity is pretty telling. Grue Bait is eeevil!
- however, i felt kinda a jerk about voting off the guy I helped with his physics last night. That plus ramsus appearance just seems like it'd be giving the wolves 2 of our seers in exchange for one of theirs. I'd like to think we didn't do that.
The Grimmace because mistakenly killing the day baner is far better than mistakenly killing the seer, and if he is the day baner, he still should have said he wouldn't be dieing (in response to the seer claim) so we could have had this discussion Yesterday.
The BareFoot Programmer
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1) Grimmace is Darkwing Pony and Rarity just decided to random bane. This doesn't really need much explanation.
2) Grimmace is Rarity, the wolves decided to get the town to try to kill her so Gruebait claimed TwilightSparkle. Gruebait is probably Ursa Major in this case, since after Grimmace is revealed to be Rarity then the town will kill the person who suggested that Grimmace was DarkWingPony. In this case Ramsus would probably be a Changling who will use there recruit power to escape. Using up a changling to save Ursamajor for a night, kill Rarity, and drive the real Pinkiepie out into the open.
3) This seems the least likely of my theories, Grimmace is DarkWingPony and Gruebait is The Queen. Gruebait will earn the towns trust by sentencing an important wolf to death and will probably earn PinkiePie's trust as well because Gruebait would show up as TwilightSparkle, Gruebait might even be able to convince the real Twilight Sparkle that he is PinkiePie and that he said that he was Twilight Sparkle because [I'm not sure of a reason]. After the wolves saw that Gruebait wasn't being believed they got another wolf, probably a changling to claim PinkiePie in order to save Gruebait.
I'm not hundred percent certain on all the possibilities here and what exactly is going on, I haven't had much time to keep up thanks to university, but I'd like to note that our options are not limited to the Seer claimant or the daybane(r/d). Atreyu, for that effect, until the situation is clarified a bit more.
Originally Posted by lamech
Trusting Murska worked out great!
Originally Posted by happyturtle
A Murska without lies is like a day without sunshine.