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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

No. That would have made things awkward the night before, though he'd have been perfectly happy to get her off with mouth/hands/other. The morning after they actually talked about the nature of their relationship and he pointed out that while he was happy to play whatever role in her life she wanted he wouldn't be capable of loving her -or anyone else- for as long as he used the staff.

Edit: And after checking, it seems that I was slandering The Deep. He didn't pressure Starlight into giving him a blowjob. It was just Homelander, Black Noir and A-Train.
Ah, I simply misunderstood.

In my experience that is. An awkward morning tends to come from the old "That's never happened to me before" issue. A lot of "I really think I'm gay/bi" guys get really nervous their first time, and when they don't have those teenage hormones pumping through them....well troubles can happen.
 
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Ah, I simply misunderstood.

In my experience that is. An awkward morning tends to come from the old "That's never happened to me before" issue. A lot of "I really think I'm gay/bi" guys get really nervous their first time, and when they don't have those teenage hormones pumping through them....well troubles can happen.
Well, if 'control over self' is part of the things a Power Ring gives, the physical act might not be an issue - but, any emotional response, you might see how that could be more tricky... Resorting to exotic and esoteric meditations and yoga likely wouldn't help much, either...
 
You know with timing of this threat on live tv just when they are talking about 'hero holidays' people are just going to assume that the Herogasm is back on and Indigo went off to have fun.
Hope he's recording everything otherwise it's gonna be awkward having to explain himself when he gets back.
 
Mr Zoat
Is Paul getting 4th wall breaking powers? Is that why he's getting vision's of other him's?
Does he see the Grayven parallel?
Does he see the NSFW parallel?
 
Mr Zoat
Is Paul getting 4th wall breaking powers? Is that why he's getting vision's of other him's?
Does he see the Grayven parallel?
Does he see the NSFW parallel?
No Krona the fallen guardian of the universe is destroying the multiverse so trapper Paul (from the Chinese parallel) is collecting the crisis of infinite pauls to stop him.
He saw the parallels when ambush bug came into the story a while ago
He did not see the Grayven parallel but ambush bug did mention it
He did not see the NSFW parallel
 
Duplication (supplementary, Renegade option)
Duplication

2nd April 2012
09:22 GMT -6


My day started strange, and now I'm surrounded by mini-ponies.

What a world.

I use a construct to shove one of the drawing room's doors open. Luna, a hoof -hah!- ful of guards and a couple of ponies I don't recognise are assembled within, guards at the doors, windows and attending Luna while the other three lie on chaise longues.

"Hey, Luna. I brought Jean and a few g-gnomes. Are these your experts?"

She nods, indicating an elderly looking mare. "Justice Heavy Heart has volunteered to aid Us in the matter."

I frown. "Is that 'Us' as in you, or 'us' as in us?"

"U-." She hesitates. "Both, we suppose. Doctor Hay Exchange-" She indicates a stallion with a cutie mark of a balance, a pile of scrolls on one side and a pile of coins on the other. "-has also expressed an interest in aiding Us in gaining an understanding of modern economics. And-. By 'Us' We mean 'me'."

"Right." I nod to him. "Slight problem. Jean didn't come through as a pony."

"What did she come through as?"

There's a general intake of breath as changeling queen Jean clops through the doorway, following by the g-gnome drones. They're a bit more mobile in this form than in their customary shape, which meant that we could get away without bringing the usual g-elf escort. From the way that the guards are starting to square up I think that bringing the combat genomorphs would have been a unnecessarily confrontational act.

"We see."

"Princess Luna?" Jean looks around and I point her out with my right forehoof. "My name is Jean, and I will be overseeing the process."

One of the guards glances at Luna.

"Princess..?"

Luna shakes her head. "Be not afeared, Our loyal protector. These are not in truth changelings. This is merely the result of the changes wrought by Starswirl's Mirror."

I nod. "She actually looks like this."

I generate a construct image of her native form. From the expression on the ponies' faces, they don't like it any better. I mentally shrug and then dismiss it and the transformed g-gnomes take position near Luna. Jean takes a step closer to Heavy Heart.

"Ms Heavy Heart?"

Heavy Heart doesn't look entirely sanguine. "… Jean. What exactly are you going to do to me?"

"With your permission, these g-gnomes will study the networks of schema in your mind relating to legal practice. They will then copy them into the mind of Princess Luna, and work to integrate them into her schematic systems so that she gains the same instinctive awareness of legal affairs that you have."

She nods. "And I won't forget anything."

"Since they are creating a copy, the original will be unaffected. You might find yourself having.. unusually acute recall of particular incidents while they work to locate them, but otherwise you should not notice a thing."

Luna leans forward, her nose a short distance from a blankly-staring g-gnome.

"And for Ourself?"

"Once we begin the dubbing process, you may experience a period of confusion while the integration is completed. Assuming that everything goes to plan, the worst that will happen will be surprising moments of insight; we can only integrate the memories so far. In the event that there are any problems, we can erase the new unintegrated memories quite easily."

"Do We need to do anything? To keep Our mind blank, perhaps?"

"On the contrary, we find that sort of thing unhelpful. All we would ask is that you remove any magic-based mental defences. We have no way to work around those ourselves. And if you could avoid casting for the duration, that would help as well."

Luna nods, then turns to Heavy Heart. "Are you ready, your honour?"

"I.. believe that I am. When will you begin?"

The horns of the g-gnome drones start glowing with a pale orange corona.

"Now."

Luna stares, a faint corona rippling over the surface of her horn.

"Fascinating."

I nod. Curious how the mirror adapted their abilities to magic. Genomorphs have next to no magic ability, as far as Sunset was able to tell. Barely any arcane presence at all, in fact. It's a problem that might fix itself over the next few generations, but otherwise I'll need to be adding it to Sunset's slate. Point is, the mirror didn't turn them into something with telepathic abilities, it gave them equivalent magical abilities instead. That warrants further investigation.

"How fares Our Sister's former student?"

"Ah… Emotionally overwrought. I… Don't think she's going to be coming back for a little while." Luna nods solemnly. "She was still in pony shape last time I saw her, so she's clearly not… Rejecting her equine existence or anything…" I frown. "Do her parents live in Canterlot?"

"We do not know. Our Sister hath not mentioned them." She frowns mildly. "We will send a missive once We hath determined their identity and place of residence, informing them of Sunset Shimmer's wellbeing and newfound status. She hath not spoken of them to you?"

"She mentioned that they exist. That's about all she told me about them."

"We see. That is unfortunate." Her eyes flick downwards. "Our Sister made it clear that she made no friends during her education; to be alienated from her family as well-"

I clop forwards, half turn and lie down next to her seat, the upper part of my trunk resting against her side.

"-would.. be…" She turns her head around to look me full in the face. "What are you doing?"

"Sounded like you were getting mopey, and there wasn't room on your seat." I tilt my head left until it's resting on her shoulder, then lean on her. "Go on."

"We…" She blinks and turns her head away, as if suddenly becoming aware of the other ponies in the room. She clears her throat, and the ones who were staring find something else to rest their eyes upon. "Would be rather sad."

"Yeah, it would. Speaking of family, is it alright if I bring mine for a visit?"

"Of course." Slight hesitation. "Who..?"

"My children. Lynne, Pa-"

I cough.

"-Bethany, Maeve, Stephan, Mary, Christopher, Clare and Sarah."

"You have..? Ah. Their.. mother..?"

"Their natural parents are dead. I adopted them. Oh, but my mother might visit at some point; I think Equestria could be good for her."

She nods in understanding. "And you wish for me to meet them that you may learn of my skills as a dam, and that your mother may assess my worth as a partner."

"Ah… Sort of. The children, pretty much. My mother, less so. I'm old enough and horrible enough to make mistakes-. Decisions!"

Her right wing bats me over the head. I smile at her.

"Decisions. Lynne can come over this afternoon, if you're up for it. Ease you into it."

"We believe that We are." Luna nods. "Is there anything regarding her that you feel that you should notify Us in advance?"

"She's a stronger telepath than the g-gnomes, and since she's a New God like me she'll probably come through as an alicorn. She grew up on a military base and was briefly used as an Anti-Life broadcaster so there's absolutely no need -or point- in shielding her from the harsher realities of life."

"We.. had meant regarding her hobbies or preferred foodstuffs. But I suppose that you would know the most pertinent insights."

"Princess Luna?" Jean gestures as the glow from the g-gnomes fades. "We are ready to begin the implantation."
 
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No Krona the fallen guardian of the universe is destroying the multiverse so trapper Paul (from the Chinese parallel) is collecting the crisis of infinite pauls to stop him.
He saw the parallels when ambush bug came into the story a while ago
He did not see the Grayven parallel but ambush bug did mention it
He did not see the NSFW parallel

No Paul specifically mentions seeing visions after that part.

"No, just-. Ambush Bug did something that made me see parts of their life from their perspective. And then the next year I got visions of a yellow ring user, someone with angel wings grafted to his back and several other orange ring users."
 
I nod. Curious how the mirror adapted their abilities to magic. Genomorphs have next to no magic ability, as far as Sunset was able to tell. Barely any arcane presence at all, in fact. It's a problem that might fix itself over the next few generations, but otherwise I'll need to be adding it to Sunset's slate. Point is, the mirror didn't turn them into something with telepathic abilities, it gave them equivalent magical abilities instead. That warrants further investigation.
If they really want to pursue magic on their own, the obvious solution would be to send this lot back via boomtube, skipping the transformation process of the Magic Mirror.
 

... I always wondered how the hell would growing up with a Prophetic Name realistically work. What if your parents named you something like 'Alfred' or 'Jeeves' (last name naturally being 'Butler' or 'Valet')? Is your destiny to be one when you grow up? Should you tailor your education to it or should you go out of your way to avoid it? What if you don't want to be some rich schmuck's manservant? Your name tells you that you will most likely work as a butler, your 'magical-bum-parasite' means that you'll be a prodigy at all things butler-y ... is there a point in fighting it?

How about even worse names like 'Remus Lupin'? What the fuck were his parents thinking?!

"Slight problem. Jean didn't come through as a pony."

"What did she come through as?"

There's a general intake of breathe as changeling queen Jean clops through the doorway, following my the g-gnome drones.

Ooooh boy...

When will you begin?"

The horns of the g-gnome drones start glowing with a pale orange corona.

"Now."

Luna stare, a faint corona rippling over the surface of her horn.

"Fascinating."

I nod. Curious how the mirror adapted their abilities to magic. Genomorphs have next to no magic ability, as far as Sunset was able to tell. Barely any arcane presence at all, in fact. It's a problem that might fix itself over the next few generations, but otherwise I'll need to be adding it to Sunset's slate. Point is, the mirror didn't turn them into something with telepathic abilities, it gave them equivalent magical abilities instead. That warrants further investigation.

It does. It definitely does. That Mirror is far more than just a portal. In fact it acts a lot like Boom Tubes do in comics in adapting the users metaphysique to fit the destination - just with added shapeshifting (speciesshifting?)

I clop forwards, half turn and lie down next to her seat, the upper part of my trunk resting against her side.

"-would.. be…" She turns her head around to look me full in the face. "What are you doing?"

"Sounded like you were getting mopey, and there wasn't room on your seat." I tilt my head left until it's resting on her shoulder, then lean on her. "Go on."

"We…" She blinks and turns her head away, as if suddenly becoming aware of the other ponies in the room. She clears her throat, and the ones who were staring find something else to rest their eyes upon. "Would be rather sad."

He really enjoys flustering her doesn't he :D

"Their natural parents are dead. I adopted them. Oh, but my mother might visit at some point; I think Equestria could be good for her."

She nods in understanding. "And you wish for me to meet them that you may learn of my skills as a dam, and that your mother may assess my worth as a partner."

"Ah… Sort of. The children, pretty much. My mother, less so. I'm old enough and horrible enough to make mistakes-. Decisions!"

Her right wing bats me over the head. I smile at her.

He is a cad. But their chemistry is great so far :) Great chap!
 
Duplication

2nd April 2012
09:22 GMT -6


My day started strange, and now I'm surrounded by mini-ponies.
Interesting. So last post was the end of Part 1 of the plot. And a look at what Grayven's up to...

What a world.

I use a construct to shove one of the drawing room's doors open. Luna, a hoof -hah!- ful of guards and a couple of ponies I don't recognise are assembled within, guards at the doors, windows and attending Luna while the other three lie on chaise lounges.
Time for Luna's little mental cram session? This should be interesting.

"Hey, Luna. I brought Jean and a few g-gnomes. Are these your experts?"

She nods, indicating an elderly looking mare. "Justice Heavy Heart has volunteered to aid Us in the matter."
Presumably a medical doctor is standing by. Just in case?

I frown. "Is that 'Us' as in you, or 'us' as in us?"

"U-." She hesitates. "Both, we suppose. Doctor Hay Exchange-" She indicates a stallion with a cutie mark of a balance, a pile of scrolls on one side and a pile of coins on the other. "-has also expressed an interest in aiding Us in gaining an understanding of modern economics. And-. By 'Us' We mean 'me'."
Would be beneficial to her getting a hoof in the financial circles. Do ponies do fractional banking yet, I wonder? On the upside, they're less likely to be cavalier with other ponies money...

"Right." I nod to him. "Slight problem. Jean didn't come through as a pony."

"What did she come through as?"
Something that would be seen as hostile, judging by Grayven's behaviour...

There's a general intake of breathe as changeling queen Jean clops through the doorway, following my the g-gnome drones. They're a bit more mobile in this form than in their customary shape, which meant that we could get away without bringing the usual g-elf escort. From the way that the guards are starting to square up I think that bringing the combat genomorphs would have been a unnecessarily confrontational act.
...Okay, yeah, that'd do it. Wonder if they've got the polymorphic effect changlings do? And do they have some colour differentiation compared to Chrysalis' greenish hive?

"We see."

"Princess Luna?" Jean looks around and I point her out with my right forehoof. "My name is Jean, and I will be overseeing the process."

One of the guards glances at Luna.
Yeah, I can see the concern...

"Princess..?"

Luna shakes her head. "Be not afeared, Our loyal protector. These are not in truth changelings. This is merely the result of the changes wrought by Starswirl's Mirror."
Perhaps it has a sense of humour? Turning a hive-minded meta-species into the nearest equivalent is one thing...

I nod. "She actually looks like this."

I generate a construct image of her native form. From the expression on the ponies' faces, they don't like it any better. I mentally shrug and then dismiss it and the transformed g-gnomes take position near Luna. Jean takes a step closer to Heavy Heart.
Given that the bipeds they've met likely include Diamond Dogs and Minotaurs... I can understand their wariness.

"Ms Heavy Heart?"

Heavy Heart doesn't look entirely sanguine. "… Jean. What exactly are you going to do to me?"
Good question. Another good question: "Will it hurt?"

"With your permission, these g-gnomes will study the networks of schema in your mind relating to legal practice. They will then copy them into the mind of Princess Luna, and work to integrate them into her schematic systems so that she gains the same instinctive awareness of legal affairs that you have."

She nods. "And I won't forget anything."
Wonder if there's a spell that does just that, stealing knowledge from one person to give it to another?

"Since they are creating a copy, the original will be unaffected. You might find yourself having.. unusually acute recall of particular incidents while they work to locate them, but otherwise you should not notice a thing."

Luna leans forward, her nose a short distance from a blankly-staring g-gnome.

"And for Ourself?"
I doubt it's any more painful. Grayven's group has made plenty of use of it... I hope?

"Once we begin the dubbing process, you may experience a period of confusion while the integration is completed. Assuming that everything goes to plan, the worst that will happen will be surprising moments of insight; we can only integrate the memories so far. In the event that there are any problems, we can erase the new unintegrated memories quite easily."

"Do We need to do anything? To keep Our mind blank, perhaps?"
I suspect that's an easy task for her. No need to tell her "Think of a pink golf ball..." or something silly.

"On the contrary, we find that sort of thing unhelpful. All we would ask is that you remove any magic-based mental defences. We have no way to work around those ourselves. And if you could avoid casting for the duration, that would help as well."

Luna nods, then turns to heavy heart. "Are you ready, your honour?"

"I.. believe that I am. When will you begin?"
How do you know they haven't already? Though that would be rude...

The horns of the g-gnome drones start glowing with a pale orange corona.

"Now."
Interesting colour choice. Now I'm imagining the coloured parts of their anatomy in amber.

Luna stare, a faint corona rippling over the surface of her horn.

"Fascinating."
Now, if only she could do the Spock Eyebrow...

I nod. Curious how the mirror adapted their abilities to magic. Genomorphs have next to no magic ability, as far as Sunset was able to tell. Barely any arcane presence at all, in fact. It's a problem that might fix itself over the next few generations, but otherwise I'll need to be adding it to Sunset's slate. Point is, the mirror didn't turn them into something with telepathic abilities, it gave them equivalent magical abilities instead. That warrants further investigation.
Makes you wonder what it would make of Metahuman powers. Or Kryptonians. Or Martians...

"How fares Our Sister's former student?"

"Ah… Emotionally overwrought. I… Don't think she's going to be coming back for a little while." Luna nods solemnly. "She was still in pony shape last time I saw her, so she's clearly not… Rejecting her equine existence or anything…" I frown. "Do her parents live in Canterlot?"
Wow, someone finally thought of that in-universe... And the kids haven't seen Sunset yet, have they?

"We do not know. Our Sister hath not mentioned them." She frowns mildly. "We will send a missive once We hath determined their identity and place of residence, informing them of Sunset Shimmer's wellbeing and newfound status. She hath not spoken of them to you?"

"She mentioned that they exist. That's about all she told me about them."
Hmm... Wonder of she was trying to forget an ignoble family career or something. Would be amusing if they turned out to be manure-gatherers or something.

"We see. That is unfortunate." Her eyes flick downwards. "Our Sister made it clear that she made no friends during her education; to be alienated from her family as well-"

I clop forwards, half turn and lie down next to her seat, the upper part of my trunk resting against her side.
Hey now, no gloom and doom while your sweetheart is here.

"-would.. be…" She turns her head around to look me full in the face. "What are you doing?"

"Sounded like you were getting mopey, and there wasn't room on your seat." I tilt my head left until it's resting on her shoulder, then lean on her. "Go on."
Ah, Grayven, you big softy.:rolleyes:

"We…" She blinks and turns her head away, as if suddenly becoming aware of the other ponies in the room. She clears her throat, and the ones who were staring find something else to rest their eyes upon. "Would be rather sad."

"Yeah, it would. Speaking of family, is it alright if I bring mine for a visit?"
And much squeeing will be had in the halls of Challenger Mountain!

"Of course." Slight hesitation. "Who..?"

"My children. Lynne, Pa-"
Ah yes, his namesake... That pesky Compulsion again. Surprised he hasn't cottoned onto OL's trick of having the Ring say The Name.

I cough.

"-Bethany, Maeve, Stephan, Mary, Christopher, Clare and Sarah."
Eight succuvamps - five girls, three boys - and Lynne. Quite the little brood.

"You have..? Ah. Their.. mother..?"

"Their natural parents are dead. I adopted them. Oh, but my mother might visit at some point; I think Equestria could be good for her."
...[Concern] Uhm, what if Darkseid has her being monitored? On the other hand, no better place for healing wounds of spirit...

She nods in understanding. "And you wish for me to meet them that you may learn of my skills as a dam, and that your mother may assess my worth as a partner."

"Ah… Sort of. The children, pretty much. My mother, less so. I'm old enough and horrible enough to make mistakes-. Decisions!"
Ah, Grayven, you troll. Honesty, Alicorn is just the wrong shape for you...

Her right wing bats me over the head. I smile at her.

"Decisions. Lynne can come over this afternoon, if you're up for it. Ease you into it."
I bet she makes an adorable alicorn filly. White pelt, black mane. Wonder what her Cutie Mark will be? An Ace?

"We believe that We are." Luna nods. "Is there anything regarding her that you feel that you should notify Us in advance?"

"She's a stronger telepath than the g-gnomes, and since she's a New God like me she'll probably come through as an alicorn. She grew up on a military base and was briefly used as an Anti-Life broadcaster so there's absolutely no need -or point- in shielding her from the harsher realities of life."
And no need to be concerned about Anti-life itself, either. That's long gone, unless some of Grayven's lingers in her.

"We.. had meant regarding her hobbies or preferred foodstuffs. But I suppose that you would know the most pertinent insights."

"Princess Luna?" Jean gestures as the glow from the g-gnomes fades. "We are ready to begin the implantation."
Huh, I though they would have been writing as fast as they read. So they were uploading the copy into their 'RAM' first, then mean to write to Luna.

Well, a cut-away to Renegade. I guess Raul and Saul are taking a while explaining things to Sinestro over in the Inviolate universe, then.

Correction:
Luna stare, a faint corona rippling over the surface of her horn.
Luna stares, a faint corona rippling over the surface of her horn.

Aww, ponies again. Neat. And of course his mother won't be an Alicorn.
No, she will. Just not in a good way.
Oh, dear. That does not bode well... Should we be picturing some broken-down old mare like something out of an RSPCA advert? Or a certain Pale Horse?
 
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All we would ask is that you remove any magic-based mental defences. We have no way to work around those ourselves.
Oh that's a nice maneuver, put the patient at ease by finding an occasion to say they have access to a total defense against you. Technically it doesn't even have to be true, though of course it's more effective long-term if it is.
 
I always wondered how the hell would growing up with a Prophetic Name realistically work.
The neat way: Your parents have the premonition to give you names which will correctly prophesize your eventual cutie mark and adult career path. What they see is bound by where you will find enjoyment and success, rather than binding your options to their choice of name.
The cheat way: Your reality is retroactively rewritten when you get your cutie mark and find your career path so that such was always your name.
Do ponies do fractional banking yet, I wonder?
Let's hope not. There may still be a chance to save Equestria if they can avoid that.
 
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Interesting. So last post was the end of Part 1 of the plot. And a look at what Grayven's up to...

Time for Luna's little mental cram session? This should be interesting.


Presumably a medical doctor is standing by. Just in case?


Would be beneficial to her getting a hoof in the financial circles. Do ponies do fractional banking yet, I wonder? On the upside, they're less likely to be cavalier with other ponies money...


Something that would be seen as hostile, judging by Grayven's behaviour...


...Okay, yeah, that'd do it. Wonder if they've got the polymorphic effect changlings do? And do they have some colour differentiation compared to Chrysalis' greenish hive?


Yeah, I can see the concern...


Perhaps it has a sense of humour? Turning a hive-minded meta-species into the nearest equivalent is one thing...


Given that the bipeds they've met likely include Diamond Dogs and Minotaurs... I can understand their wariness.


Good question. Another good question: "Will it hurt?"


Wonder if there's a spell that does just that, stealing knowledge from one person to give it to another?


I doubt it's any more painful. Grayven's group has made plenty of use of it... I hope?


I suspect that's an easy task for her. No need to tell her "Think of a pink golf ball..." or something silly.


How do you know they haven't already? Though that would be rude...


Interesting colour choice. Now I'm imagining the coloured parts of their anatomy in amber.


Now, if only she could do the Spock Eyebrow...


Makes you wonder what it would make of Metahuman powers. Or Kryptonians. Or Martians...


Wow, someone finally thought of that in-universe... And the kids haven't seen Sunset yet, have they?


Hmm... Wonder of she was trying to forget an ignoble family career or something. Would be amusing if they turned out to be manure-gatherers or something.


Hey now, no gloom and doom while your sweetheart is here.


Ah, Grayven, you big softy.:rolleyes:


And much squeeing will be had in the halls of Challenger Mountain!


Ah yes, his namesake... That pesky Compulsion again. Surprised he hasn't cottoned onto OL's trick of having the Ring say The Name.


Eight succuvamps - six girls, two boys - and Lynne. Quite the little brood.


...[Concern] Uhm, what if Darkseid has her being monitored? On the other hand, no better place for healing wounds of spirit...


Ah, Grayven, you troll. Honesty, Alicorn is just the wrong shape for you...


I bet she makes an adorable alicorn filly. White pelt, black mane. Wonder what her Cutie Mark will be? An Ace?


And no need to be concerned about Anti-life itself, either. That's long gone, unless some of Grayven's lingers in her.


Huh, I though they would have been writing as fast as they read. So they were uploading the copy into their 'RAM' first, then mean to write to Luna.

Well, a cut-away to Renegade. I guess Raul and Saul are taking a while explaining things to Sinestro over in the Inviolate universe, then.

Correction:

Luna stares, a faint corona rippling over the surface of her horn.



Oh, dear. That does not bode well... Should we be picturing some broken-down old mare like something out of an RSPCA advert? Or a certain Pale Horse?
I think more like an alicorn with wing and horn stumps.
 
The cheat way: Your reality is retroactively rewritten when you get your cutie mark and find your career path so that such was always your name.

The easy way? You change your name when you become an adult, to match your career path.

Yeah, the fact that the names are ultimately designed to sell toys and match the toy's design means that you kind of have to ignore obvious references to ponies having a little too on-the-nose names.

Still, the writers at least tried to make a nod in the direction of logic, by having one of the adults (Mrs. Cup Cake, whose cutie mark is cupcakes) reference that she was born Chiffon Swirl and then changed her name later on.
 
HA! This is gold. Every Paul is dealing with a major Crisis Event, except Renegade who's busy frolicking merrily with the ponies.

On one side it's all *BANG**BANG**BANG* Screaming "RAGE" "Oh my."

And then cut to Grayven. "♪My Little Pony, I used to wonder what Friendship could be, My Little Pony, Until you all shared its magic with me.♪"
 
Correction: Luna stares, a faint corona rippling over the surface of her horn.
Thank you, corrected.
Oh, dear. That does not bode well... Should we be picturing some broken-down old mare like something out of an RSPCA advert? Or a certain Pale Horse?
Sort of.
The neat way: Your parents have the premonition to give you names which will correctly prophesize your eventual cutie mark and adult career path. What they see is bound by where you will find enjoyment and success, rather than binding your options to their choice of name.
The cheat way: Your reality is retroactively rewritten when you get your cutie mark and find your career path so that such was always your name.
Some fanfics have ponies getting 'adult names' after their cutie mark appears.
I think more like an alicorn with wing and horn stumps.
Basically.
 
If they really want to pursue magic on their own, the obvious solution would be to send this lot back via boomtube, skipping the transformation process of the Magic Mirror.

That would be of limited use.

While Zoat avoided making magic biological on Earth-16, it definitely is in MLP. For example, breaking a unicorn's horn breaks their magic, as a character shown in story demonstrates.

So by incorporating changeling physiology they'd get to do what a changeling can do. And while changelings have some tricks, their abilities are limited.

For "learning spells to do whatever they want like a dnd wizard" they'd need either a unicorn or an alicorn.

Which they should already have access to, thanks to Sunset.
 

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