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Esquestria: The House of the Sun - A pony cultist experience

Well this does bring up the question of "what starts to happen if the Doom Clock hits 0?"

I'll start by saying this is not a pretty result.

First, I think we have to accept it is likely that Celestia will eventually discover the "Pathway through Nightmares" ritual and put 2 and 2 together. All she needs is someone to make it to the Blank Plains. And then she is starting to actively hunt lore users.

So worst case scenario happens and Celestia kills Velvet. Beyond the fact that this alone may be enough to turn her into full Daybreaker, it probably won't end there. At minimum, I suspect that Stormchaser would also die in this scenario since he has lore levels too. Frankly, I'm not even sure if Silky would be safe from the Celestial Inquisition. Frankly the only ones that I think get out of this are Selene and Soft Sweeps, and I can see what they do going a hundred different ways.

Just my usual worst-case catastrophizing :V

I'm becoming very certain about wanting to send Ash against Midday Dew with our free Mansus action next turn though. Anything to slow this clock down.
Velvet can escape at least once thanks to Edge artifact.
Daybreaker is not a immediate game over, it even have its own mechanics so it is multi turn affair.
And we meeting with Midday Dew this turn. Depending on how we go, we can be better of continuing doing so or even sending Mareinette his way. It likely would be more effective to subvert him and delay Celestia this way instead of just killing him since she would simply find replacement for him in short order.
 
I'm becoming very certain about wanting to send Ash against Midday Dew with our free Mansus action next turn though. Anything to slow this clock down.
And you don't think it would be... dangerous to off Celestia's head researcher just when she is growing in the lores? She may actually be motivated by Ash attacking/killing Midday Dew to do the research herself and speed up her progression.

We have a meeting with him this turn while under two max level Influences(SH and Grail) so we will likely have a better chance(or more opportunities) of getting involved in Eclipse(either slowing them down by doing some subtle sabotage/misleading or giving them Celestia's other lores so she has other things to study besides Lantern)

I still hold hope that Selene soothing the night will help with Daybreaker or that after this turn she will start doing something about her(considering she will reach All-4 and use her Winter Realization for the first time).
 
The Day Before Hearth's Warming

'Twas the day before Hearth's Warming, and all through the estate, ponies were preparing for the holiday.

In the most prominent house, a couple put the finishing touches on the decorations. One levitated the holly into place, the other hovered to carefully affix it to the mantle — but the details of what they were doing were not important either, solely the fact that they were doing it together.

Dashing through the corridors like she was practicing flying, their youngest daughter was delivering hand-written cards to the house's most important guests. One of them knew what it said before she opened the envelope, another cared more to remind the filly that she'd be warmer in his cap than about any sentimental prose, and the third dinnae ken tha' point of this fookin writin' but still accepted the card as payment for fifteen minutes worth of stories. Still, the filly cared about Hearth's Warming and cared about them, and in their own way, each of the guests cared as well.

The maids scurried to and fro, finishing their work while exchanging gossip and well-wishes and discussions of what the next day's break would see them doing. Many would gather at the estate to join in the celebrations, but one in particular mentioned she would also be visiting friends, who were very much looking forward to the occasion.

An uncle sat alone in a cozy chair, lost in thought. A brother fretted over the half-dozen gifts he had planned to give, thinking over how they could be made into exchanges instead. A princess stared from the roof into the snowy sky, a slight smile on her face, as she considered how far she has come in the past year, and how far she has yet to go.

And of course, a small way's off, a monster prepared as —

Well. She did, but tragically that most honoured of guests will not be this story's starring character. Though she undoubtedly remains at the center of it, all the same.

No, to find today's protagonists, you'll have to take a step in another direction. Not north or south or east or west, not up or down, not left or right. Take a step in a fourth direction.



Here, you'll find another house, just as central to the estate yet never seen by its denizens (except one, perhaps.)

Yet walk inside, and you'll find it is just as full of activity.

In a corner, a white-blue Pokémon works hard at an easel, painting with watercolours as a complement to what the Primarina normally does with words. For all the work demands focus, nothing in the room -- not a single stray line of dialogue, or peculiar choice of wording -- escapes this thoughtful artist's notice.

A strange figure, dressed all in black and bearing a sword, knocks at the front door with one hand. The other is dragging… what was once a quite beautiful pony, but is now undoubtedly a corpse. For all he insists that "Copper is my plus one!" and "she did nothing wrong!" and "it's all explained in this ten thousand word treatise!", he's not allowed in until he pushes the body roughly into the snowbank with a whispered promise that he'll be back for her soon. But then he is eagerly welcomed, a cup of lush cider pressed into his hands.

Above the fireplace there is a mantel laden with dice, and above that mantel a spider spins a web. It has some intricate decorations, some truly bizarre ventures, and if you look from afar you can make out what he's spinning now — it seems like some glorious fire or star, surrounded by increasingly frantic arrows.

In front of the fireplace, a just-as-firey white wolf has curled up, enjoying the way the warmth feels on her newly adopted flesh (it allows so much more sensation than the black hole ever did!). Still, she will not let the cozy crackling drag her to slumber any time soon. Instead, she exchanges words with a strange person nearby, dressed all in black and white. They've been interlocutors for years now, and yet to run out of conversation.

A great dragon has even squeezed itself into the house, with minimal disruption to the furniture. It wishes there were more friends around ("they say friendship is magic, but really it's an economic engine!"), but that hasn't stopped it from adorning the wall behind it with some of the abode's most impressive decorations. They shade from colour to colour in a beautiful gradient, and add a new artistry to the abode. In conversation with the dragon is one of the few guests that can match its stature, an impressive tigersaurus, whose talons flash through the air as it gestures to make a point. It is deep in conversation, but all the same, it doesn't let any guest into the house without giving them their share of thumbs-up badges.

Lounging on a chair, a dark wolf's thoughts turn to an idea at the center of this holiday -- family. The wolf doesn't earn much in the way of looks askance -- though this house is rife with wolf-related paranoia, this one in particular is always a welcome guest. Nearby, a Fall Maiden has paused in sharing their unique perspective, taking a break from combatting (or is it embracing?) that paranoia to instead sip on a blood-red cup of mulled wine.

Hovering high above the gathering, a floating eye looks up from its close review of some pages levitating next to it, and with focused blinks it begins a 'dialogue' of sorts with the blue-white pattern that decorates wall nearby. A forge-draped figure exchanges words with one similarly steeped in knock, with... is that the tricuspid gate itself?! joining in from time to time.

A few seats are left empty, a few glasses are filled but remain undrunk. There are absent friends, and places lost to ash. But just as that other manor house has been so recently reminded, there is loss and pain. Those things are certain in life. Yet that truth should only serve as a reminder of how grateful we should be for ongoing joy and company.

With a hush, the room goes quiet, and all eyes turn to a large mirror on the wall, which shows the world left behind in that strange, fourth, direction.

The scene zooms in past birds flitting by, and lands on a certain Monster who looks particularly self-satisfied today. What, you thought you could leave her behind? Impossible, she is as vital here as blood or a heartbeat is to the body.

And all watch, as Mareinette, Our Lady of Wires, begins to dance.

It's been a long and eventful year. But throughout it, and though it seemed rocky at times, this story has been a source of joy and fun. Thanks to everyone who makes that possible: from Bird for writing it, to all you who comment and vote and make this thread a fun place to be, to everyone reading this, lurkers included.

Happy holidays!
 
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Nearby, a Fall Maiden has paused in sharing their unique perspective, taking a break from combatting (or is it embracing?) that paranoia to instead sip on a blood-red cup of mulled wine.

Nice, in hindsight my image in the previous thread matches my Name more but I really like how this turned out.

Fighting and yet embracing the child.

Well I can certainly take a break from that to share a drink.

Happy Holiday!
 
Velvet can escape at least once thanks to Edge artifact.
Daybreaker is not a immediate game over, it even have its own mechanics so it is multi turn affair.
And we meeting with Midday Dew this turn. Depending on how we go, we can be better of continuing doing so or even sending Mareinette his way. It likely would be more effective to subvert him and delay Celestia this way instead of just killing him since she would simply find replacement for him in short order.
By Daybreaker I'm suggesting that Celestia Doom Clocking Velvet, who until then was Above All Suspicion, would push her further into Daybreaker due to betrayal. In other words, I'm considering what could happen in a "post defeat" world and how the circumstances will turn out as it becomes Soft Sweeps quest.

And you don't think it would be... dangerous to off Celestia's head researcher just when she is growing in the lores? She may actually be motivated by Ash attacking/killing Midday Dew to do the research herself and speed up her progression.

We have a meeting with him this turn while under two max level Influences(SH and Grail) so we will likely have a better chance(or more opportunities) of getting involved in Eclipse(either slowing them down by doing some subtle sabotage/misleading or giving them Celestia's other lores so she has other things to study besides Lantern)

I still hold hope that Selene soothing the night will help with Daybreaker or that after this turn she will start doing something about her(considering she will reach All-4 and use her Winter Realization for the first time).

It may be dangerous, but the idea is more that sending Ash would slow Midday Dew and Eclipse's progress down and gamble on this not killing him quickly. And I think we have options for distraction too. Sending the constables at the Changelings while we do this may split her attention.

My point is that it's an option that could be fruitful. I'm more than willing to wait to see how our current plans with talking to Midday Dew and Selene's action turn out before I commit, but I'm not gonna get my hopes up before we know what they do for us.
 
In conversation with the dragon is one of the few guests that can match its stature, an impressive tigersaurus, whose talons flash through the air as it gestures to make a point. It is deep in conversation, but all the same, it doesn't let any guest into the house without giving them their share of thumbs-up badges.

Thank you for including me, and happy holidays!
 
The Day Before Hearth's Warming
Always nice to receive a gift at this time of year. Thank you and Happy Holidays!

In a corner, a white-blue Pokémon works hard at an easel, painting with watercolours as a complement to what the Primarina normally does with words. For all the work demands focus, nothing in the room -- not a single stray line of dialogue, or peculiar choice of wording -- escapes this thoughtful artist's notice.
Sveta08
A strange figure, dressed all in black and bearing a sword, knocks at the front door with one hand. The other is dragging… what was once a quite beautiful pony, but is now undoubtedly a corpse. For all he insists that "Copper is my plus one!" and "she did nothing wrong!" and "it's all explained in this ten thousand word treatise!", he's not allowed in until he pushes the body roughly into the snowbank with a whispered promise that he'll be back for her soon. But then he is eagerly welcomed, a cup of lush cider pressed into his hands.
Jelloloaf
Above the fireplace there is a mantel laden with dice, and above that mantel a spider spins a web. It has some intricate decorations, some truly bizarre ventures, and if you look from afar you can make out what he's spinning now — it seems like some glorious fire or star, surrounded by increasingly frantic arrows.
Spiderhellian
In front of the fireplace, a just-as-firey white wolf has curled up, enjoying the way the warmth feels on her newly adopted flesh (so much more sensation than in those years spent a black hole!). Still, she will not let the cozy crackling drag her to slumber any time soon. Instead, she exchanges words with a strange person nearby, dressed all in black and white. They've been interlocutors for years now, and yet to run out of conversation.
Graymere and Pittauro
A great dragon has even squeezed itself into the house, with minimal disruption to the furniture. It wishes there were more friends around ("they say friendship is magic, but really it's an economic engine!"), but that hasn't stopped it from adorning the wall behind it with some of the abode's most impressive decorations. They shade from colour to colour in a beautiful gradient, and add a new artistry to the abode. In conversation with the dragon is one of the few guests that can match its stature, an impressive tigersaurus, whose talons flash through the air as it gestures to make a point. It is deep in conversation, but all the same, it doesn't let any guest into the house without giving them their share of thumbs-up badges.
Venerable Ro and Talon Tiger Dino
Lounging on a chair, a dark wolf's thoughts turn to an idea at the center of this holiday -- family. The wolf doesn't earn much in the way of looks askance -- though this house is rife with wolf-related paranoia, this one in particular is always a welcome guest. Nearby, a Fall Maiden has paused in sharing their unique perspective, taking a break from combatting (or is it embracing?) that paranoia to instead sip on a blood-red cup of mulled wine.
Somebody and Shaper47. I can't ID this one.
Hovering high above the gathering, a floating eye looks up from its close review of some pages levitating next to it, and with focused blinks it begins a 'dialogue' of sorts with the blue-white pattern that decorates wall nearby. A forge-draped figure exchanges words with one similarly steeped in knock, with... is that the tricuspid gate itself?! joining in from time to time.
Steady Gaze and Maer, des-pair-2 and LieutenantSpirit
A few seats are left empty, a few glasses are filled but not remain unsung. There are absent friends, and places lost to ash. But just as that other manor house has been so recently reminded, there is loss and pain. Those things are certain in life. Yet that truth should only serve as a reminder of how grateful we should be for ongoing joy and company.
the many others who are and aren't here
With a hush, the room goes quiet, and all eyes turn to a large mirror on the wall, which shows the world left behind in that strange, fourth, direction.

The scene zooms in past birds flitting by, and lands on a certain Monster who looks particularly self-satisfied today. What, you thought you could leave her behind? Impossible, she is as vital here as blood or a heartbeat is to the body.

And all watch, as Our Lady of Wires begins to dance.
and but of course, our Immaculate Host!
 
A strange figure, dressed all in black and bearing a sword, knocks at the front door with one hand. The other is dragging… what was once a quite beautiful pony, but is now undoubtedly a corpse. For all he insists that "Copper is my plus one!" and "she did nothing wrong!" and "it's all explained in this ten thousand word treatise!", he's not allowed in until he pushes the body roughly into the snowbank with a whispered promise that he'll be back for her soon. But then he is eagerly welcomed, a cup of lush cider pressed into his hands.

Alas, if only the rest of the world would see reason. I'd call it 'beating a dead horse,' but I could never do that to my dear sweet Copper :V

This was incredible, thank you for sharing! Hope everyone has a great holiday.
 
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The Sisters' Magical Night

You are Soft Sweeps, and today, you are busy!

"Ngh!" you grunted as you finally placed the last item on the floor of the barn you are in.

Frankly, you didn't think that you would be able to get it all prepared so quickly, but a single comment in frustration suddenly had the entire grief support group taking the time out of their days to help you get everything you needed ready. Whacky especially seemed to know multiple places where you could get the right supplies to do this. Still, you were almost ready to pull off the biggest surprise of someone's life!

Taking a step back, you beheld everyone's efforts with no small amount of pride! A pain staking effort made from sweat, blood, and tears.

Five sealed Windigo jars.

In truth, the hardest part of all this was just finding the right time to pass off the supplies when they wouldn't be needed by Mrs. Velvet. A cold memento and a little piece of metal meant you had everything you needed to get started, and it went better than you could have imagined.

You nodded to yourself. Asking Mrs. Velvet to teach you a way to protect her and everything important to her was about to pay off!

…Except there was still a problem.

How exactly were you going to get these to where you need them?

Your support group has already done more than enough for your efforts unprompted. Asking for anything more would feel grossly impolite but delivering them was gonna be difficult as a one pony job. You want to surprise Mrs. Velvet by taking care of her worries! And you couldn't do that if you took too long.

Still, needs must after all, so you'll just have to fib some-

"What'cha doing?" a squeaky voice sounds next to your ear.

Failing to stifle a squeal, you swerved your body around with a flap of your wings only to see-

"Silky!?" you gasped out with a hoof raised to your chest, "What are you doing here!?"

Silky's expression slumped. "I'm bored," she waved a hoof around limply, flitting her wings to stay afloat. "Mom, dad, and Selene still aren't home yet and everyone else seems busy. So I started practicing flying. Then I saw you pulling a cart over here, so I came to check it out!" Perking up again, Silky gave you a big smile. "Sooo, what'cha doing?"

Right, that. "I'm um, uh…" You look at her, fumbling for some kind of explanation. You can't exactly tell her you've been summoning esoteric creatures to attack one of her mom's enemies. Turning, your eyes take in the five jars nearby, and- "…I've been making- making cookies! To send to Mrs. Velvet's fo- FRIEND who owned the building where she used to meet for her old, uh, book club. It's an, um, belated Hearth's Warming gift…?"

There was complete silence in the barn. You could feel your fur standing on end as the embarrassment started to slip inside your skin. It feels as if even the sealed Windigos were speechless from your claim, as if they were too confused at being called cookie jars to remember to hate that they were called that. You open your mouth to at least try and salvage-

"REALLY!?" Silky shouted with a zip up to your face. With a short step back, you recognize her expression is the one where she's about to start- "That's a lot of cookies! How'd you make so many? What flavors are they? Why'd you keep it a secret? I would've helped! Did mom ask you to help with this? Can I have some!?" She started to fly right past you towards one of the jars.

"I got a lot of help from some friends, snowballs and gingerbread, because I want to surprise Mrs. Velvet by doing this for her, no she doesn't know, no you can't have any they're not for you," your mouth answered as you reached out to gently turn her back towards you. Her sweet tooth has caused many struggles, but it's at least something you know how to handle. "These are for Mrs. Velvet's friend and only her friend. I just finished packing them all up for delivery, so I'm putting them here for a moment until I can deliver them in the evening"

"So you just need to deliver them? Can I come? Please? Pleasepleasepleaseplease? I'm so boooored. Pleeeeeease?" Silky started to beg with those puppy dog eyes of hers. Unfortunately for her, you are an older sister.

"No Silky you… can't…" your mind slowed to a halt, considering the answer to all your problems.

You could probably get these to their destination alone if you took enough breaks on the way, but you wouldn't be back until the midmorning past the beginning of your shift. It wouldn't do for you to miss any more work after being given so many days off over the year. Silky was young, but even her efforts in helping to move your small cart would lessen the load significantly, meaning you would need to take less breaks and be back in time for your shift and for Silky to go to school.

There's also the matter of how you were gonna sneak the jars into his home undetected. Silky is better than you are at being quiet.

"…Actually, maybe you can help me deliver them!" you finished with a big smile towards Silky. Her expression immediately mirrored yours.

"YES!" she jumped right back into the air. Her excitement was almost contagious. "When do we go!?"

"We'll go this evening after dinner. Just meet me here an hour after. It's a couple towns away, so we'll have to fly through most of the night. We'll take plenty of breaks though." You gave her a firm look. "But remember that we're giving these gifts in secret. It's supposed to be a surprise for everyone involved, so we're just going over there, quietly leaving the gifts inside, and then coming right back. And you never tell ANYONE we did this. Understand?"

"If it's a secret, can I have a code name then?" she whispered with wide eyes.

"Uh, sure. You can be… uh…" you racked your mind for a good name to indulge her. Looking around you, you answered "…Stable Hooves! The secret gift giver, Stable Hooves. And I'll be Rosy Glow, who takes you through the night to your destination," you finished with a long, slow wave of your hoof.

"Awesome!" Stable Hooves shouted. She was shaking with excitement. "I'll be here on the dot. Thanks Soft!" she gave a quick hug around your neck before dashing off with a "Woo-hoo!" that she couldn't hold in. Your lips curved into a little smile.

Keeping Silky happy, doing your maidly duty, and making mother proud. Tonight was gonna be a magical night!

I'm not the kind of person that does much writing, but the idea has been in my head for most of the last week and I needed to get it out. I had two inspirations that formed this.

The first was that I noticed like many of you did that turn 9 was our last Hearth's Warming and it is now turn 21 while we are in our own holiday season. Sometimes we get to have nice coincidences like that, and it has been an enjoyable time reaching for Glory with all of you this past month. I'm glad to be a part of this quest with you all and hope to remain for a long time to come, running around like headless chickens all the while.

The second inspiration was this:
I mean, the stuff I had in mind for her requests were "buy me a cute dress" or "teach me how to summon Windigos" or "half-siblings or not, please approve of my marriage with Evil" :V
and the idea hit me like a truck. So really, OurLadyOfWires, this is your fault. :V

Finally a couple loose ends to take care of:
We need way more of Soft spending time with her little sisters, and I'm mostly convinced that Silky is MOTH and KNOCK aligned. I won't explain why here, but I think it fits the bill, and it played perfectly for the theme of family and holidays that I was going for here.
Yes, they are going to deliver to you-know-who, the background of why Soft is sending Windigos there and how she knows where he lives are beyond the scope of the story, but there are plenty of ways to fill in the blanks.
Yes, Gingerbread. Probably one of the only times you can ever make this Edge colored, but it works when you get it.

And with that, I hope everyone has a happy holiday on this merriest of nights!
 
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That was amazing and hilarious.

I also find it incredibly fitting that Selene is going to do her first ever 'Soothe the Night' during the Hearths Warming Season. X3

Holy crow that's a coincidence, given that didn't enter the discussion until well after it had been chosen.

This though… this is a terrifying concept. Softy, sweaty… noooo… please tell me he's at least solace isolated enough that they'll desummon after he's… 'enjoyed his gift' and before anyone else is… made to enjoy it as well?
 
Letter from Windy Flakes after this event:

Dear Velvet,
I don't know how you do it, but my project has once more eagerly supped upon the things you sent to it. Neighnia is being frustratingly mum about what happened, but so far your earlier prank was the only time somepony other than I had made it Paler. Do tell me your secret.
Sincerely, Windy Flakes
 
Holy crow that's a coincidence, given that didn't enter the discussion until well after it had been chosen.
Well... at this point we should have learned that there are no coincidences.

An Incarnadescence being choosen when we needed more Grail without even being aware of it.

Selene reaching All-4 a year after All-3.(and maybe a new change arriving)

Hearth's Warming happening at the same turn the Alicorn of the Moon fights the darkness in the World and the Harmony Path finally has progress.
 
Yeah, he had a painting of blank Canvas suck something out of the Risen we sent to nail up all his furniture way way back in the day. If that is a Palest Painting in the making then I'm sure it'll still be hungry for more.
 
Huh… definitely all rather significant. A strange about the woods… Seeing Selene fly through their branches once the fear of the dark has naturally faded would have been wondrous…

Alas, unless we Go through rituals we cannot create- due to very rational and reasonable limitations of effort and such- that dead seed will ever remain dead, and the forest remain irrevocably gone… unless the House of the Moon is ever opened…~
 
Well... at this point we should have learned that there are no coincidences.

An Incarnadescence being choosen when we needed more Grail without even being aware of it.

Selene reaching All-4 a year after All-3.(and maybe a new change arriving)

Hearth's Warming happening at the same turn the Alicorn of the Moon fights the darkness in the World and the Harmony Path finally has progress.

Oi, I knew full well that an Incandescence would be needed for all our Socials and argued for it constantly as the crafter of the winning Follower Plan. Get your SH out of here for that specific statement, my Lantern made that happen.

Everything else is valid though.

Also, Merry Christmas!
 
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I also find it incredibly fitting that Selene is going to do her first ever 'Soothe the Night' during the Hearths Warming Season. X3

She's got such a lovely mien, you should hear her sing.


View: https://youtu.be/HHxgsnO3UB8?feature=shared

Yeah, he had a painting of blank Canvas suck something out of the Risen we sent to nail up all his furniture way way back in the day. If that is a Palest Painting in the making then I'm sure it'll still be hungry for more.

If he's doing a Medium playthrough then the best thing we could do is simply leave him alone and let him finish. Honestly I think I'd prefer he wound up with Neighgina, she'd be a good influence and arguably the single best person to get him away from the Wolf.
 

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