#chancellor neigh say

[bat2pony]

I just finished season 8 of FiM.

Chancellor Neigh Say shouldn't have been redeemed.

[the-owl-tree]

Cozy Glow is an odd choice considering Neigh Say. She the final villain. They can both work. Have Neigh Say action's create as a monster out of Cozy Glow.

my "everyone should have been redeemed" leaving my body when i remember chancellor neighsay wasn't beaten to death with rocks

neighsay got off way too easy compared to the kid they encased in stone

[cosmicmote]

Gaslighting and the Roots of Censorship

and this is all putting it all too mildly, innocuous

for we live in another world

of an other people's purported supremacy

of an other people's purported victimhood

there is clarity and

making confusion is war

and might makes right is for the defects of the species.

what else is there to say

there is a long history of it

to be put to past ..

but wait the puppeteer prepares to speak

through Commander Brandon

if he can make it up the plagiarised stairs

to where, oh where

to stand, and swallow

in a pile of currency, not just coins

but a lot of paper, it's smoothed

so it doesn't cut

but it's ok to bleed

a little while

we shall be free

we shall all be free

but you see freedom gets oddly defined,

neigh, maldefined

there are too many mal-'s

and yesterday I finished Jacqueline Harpman's

I Who Have Never Known Men

a short read without being brief

and it was a good reminder of this;

we live and love with so much unnecessary

and irrelevant manipulations thrown in we

still love and live in lough of it all

though it is piggybacking, a lot of it is para

an ever present energy, for getting

from who knows where, someone

must run it all, forsaken

leaving so many questions,

they aren't really questions

just uncertainties

in a certain world

and death

in attempts to void

there are things to take with us

and we do

perhaps a painting later today

too, will come

graphic and words ©spacetree 2023

addendum: I am glad to see CUNY in the fray today, it's not just Harvard. someone in power shows up brandishing a weapon and we all know where it comes from

This is not the only time that the Chancellor and other CUNY administrators have scapegoated Palestine solidarity activism. Last week, Brooklyn College president Michelle Anderson capitulated to Councilwoman Inna Vernikov’s demand to ban a Students for Justice in Palestine rally from campus. She informed the community that she had “increase[d] campus security,” and encouraged students “not to come to campus.” When the rally went ahead off campus, Vernikov attended it with a gun clearly visible. These actions make a mockery of the free speech and academic freedom commitments these university leaders claim to uphold.

further on ethnic supremacy:

https://www.btselem.org/publications/fulltext/202101_this_is_apartheid

[lord-of-innistrad]

The King of the Myr

Chapter Three

The human king was shocked at the news brought before him. The strange constructs from the muddy swampland between them and the elves had attacked a borderland mining town!

As far as they knew, the constructs had put the denizens to work, but to what end they did not know. What their spies did tell them was that the myr, as they were calling themselves, were mostly content to leave the people alone.

The report continued. The old chancellor stood between the reporting spy and the young king. He gripped his throne hearing about these myr.

They had kept an eye on them during his father's reign, but his father had recently passed during the Phyrexian Invasion. Once the branches of the Invasion Tree had cleared from the sky, he had been crowned king.

This was just the latest in odd happenings since he took the throne, but was the scariest threat to his rule.

He tuned back into the report, the spy now described some of the myr in charge.

"All the Myr answer to one with a strange metal staff. It has violent tendencies, and many strange artifacts on its person. A step below that one seems to be a knight of some kind. It wields a lance, and seems to be the cruelest of the myr. The rest of the militants are cavalry and none particularly violent or cruel unless ordered to be."

The chancellor finally spoke. "In number, how great are these.... myr?"

"Only 20, excluding the knight and the leader. One of my men believes that more are on the way, but I have seen no evidence myself."

"20! Your Royal Highness, we could deal with such a small detachment easily! A single unit."

The young king thought to himself for a bit. "What say you commander?"

The commander of the military came forward. "Your Royal Highness, I would say this is tantamount to a declaration of war. But I would hesitate to send so few. If this leader took the town with 21 men, and managed to control 200, I shudder to think what those men could be capable of."

The king thought about it, but privately he already knew his decision. "Send a single cavalry unit. They will be easily crushed."

***

When the human cavalry rode into the center of the village they found it abandoned. "The myr must have fled before our superior forces!" The cavalry leader laughed. The men behind him tittered.

"Let us find them." He made a quick gesture. Several lightly armored men began scoping out the area.

A slight creak of a bow, unheard by the men.

They combed the town finding it abandoned

An arrow whistled out of the nearby woods and took the leader in the neck.

As he fell forward in his saddle the men began to turn their horses towards the source of the arrow. They urged their horses into gallops. More arrows begain raining down on them from every direction.

"It's an ambush!" One of the men yelled before an arrow pierced through his leather armor.

The human knights spurred their horses towards the woods surrounding the village.

A blur.

One of the knights was swept from his saddle, tackled to the ground. The horse neighed in alarm, and the rest of them skidded to halts.

There was a clang of metal striking metal.

Savah had killed the knight in one swift stroke.

"Your armor will made a fine addition to my work!"

The other knights turned and several slashed at Savah, who used their staff to vault over the blades, landing on another knight.

Their robotic arms quickly snaked around him and whirred, before a vicious crunch was heard and the knight collapsed, his neck broken. Savah pushed him off and took the horse's reins, laughing wildly.

The knights began to flee.

The myr knight rode into the fray, stabbing. His metal lance knocking knights off their horses, and sending their weapons flying with superior strength.

Savah leaped from the horse's back and swiftly killed the knights on the ground.

The battle was decisively over.

One man remained.

Savah held a hand up. The arrows stopped firing.

"You ride back to your king. This is our village now. Tell him, O messenger, that we will not be swayed from our path."

The man fled in absolute terror.

[theirisianprincess]

How The Equestrian Education Association Caused The Fall Of Sunset Shimmer

Or, “How The Ramifications Of The EEA’s Educational Philosophy Took Away Sunset Shimmer’s Potential As A Student, Leaving Her Unfulfilled In Her Pursuits For Years Before Ultimately Quitting In Frustration And Falling To Evil, Before Twilight Helped To Teach Her The Magic Of Friendship”

Now, obviously this theory is improbable, because the EEA wasn’t conceptualized when the original Equestria Girls was being written and I doubt Sunset Shimmer was first in their minds while writing for Season 8. The theory likely isn’t true, but a number of things line up so well, it might as well be. I only bring it up because I know somebody would point this out otherwise.

We don’t know who the chancellor of the EEA was when Sunset Shimmer was Celestia’s student. However, we can infer that the EEA rulebook had little to no changes since then. Therefore, we should have a reasonable idea of how education worked back then by looking to how schools are run now.

In the season 8 episode “School Daze”, we get information on how the EEA expects schools to be run. Auditory learning has the most emphasis. Visual learning has less, but still some emphasis. Kinesthetic learning, however, is almost completely disregarded.

Kinesthetic learning is a learning style in which the student learns the most by carrying out physical activities. Looking back on the series, Rainbow Dash is clearly a kinesthetic learner and likely spent most of her life thinking she was an idiot, because of the restrictions the EEA put on her education. Pinkie Pie and Apple Jack also likely didn’t do well in school for the same reason.

Who know who else didn’t do well in school?

Sunset Shimmer.

Well, she probably did pretty well grade wise, actually. But, she did quit part-way through, escaped into another dimension, became the most feared bully at a high school there, and eventually stole a magical artifact in order to exact revenge on Celestia, so I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that she didn’t do well in school.

So why did she do all that? It’s not like we get a backstory or anything, but we do get a few lines about that time. There are two that are of great interest to this theory.

“But when [Sunset Shimmer] did not get what she wanted as quickly as she liked, she turned cruel and dishonest. I tried to help her, but she eventually decided to abandon her studies and pursue her own path. One that has sadly led to her stealing your crown.”

-Princess Celestia, Equestria Girls

“Back when I was Princess Celestia's student, I learned best by going out into the field and actually doing something. Studying ancient books is fine for some people, but I like to solve magical mysteries by rolling up my sleeves and getting my hooves... uh, hands dirty.”

-Sunset Shimmer, The Science Of Friendship

And at this point, gears should start turning in your head. If Celestia had to follow EEA guidelines, then she would be unable to teach Sunset in a way that’s most beneficial to her, since we’re establishing that she is a kinesthetic learner, which led to Sunset getting more and more frustrated that she’s not getting it. She also likely didn’t know about the EEA and thus would’ve eventually placed all the blame on Celestia willfully preventing her from fulfilling her destiny. That combination of anger and impatience and the weight of responsibility involved with the Elements of Harmony eventually led to every awful deed that Sunset Shimmer did in the first movie.

And that’s how the EEA caused the fall of Sunset Shimmer.

[renesassing]

On the one hand, it's hilarious that Revan doesn't realize that Palps is a Sith... on the other, it's even more hilarious that Revan didn't realize because Palps is not a very good Sith, and in the grand scheme of things, Palps is nothing for Revan (Palps would hate that)

Ok but here's the thing.. Palpatine is a good Sith. He's a Very Good Sith. He's actually the Perfect Sith, but the problem is that he's a Baneite Sith. The Sith pre- and post-Bane Reformation (as I like to call it) are pretty different from each other, and despite being one of the key figures who influenced Bane's new ideology, Revan doesn't really get modern Sith. Modern Sith are politicians as much as they are Sith and honestly as Revan is a figure who is inherently a revolutionary, that makes Palpatine one of Revan's most formidable opponents.

Palpatine doesn't need to be a planet-eating monster, nor does he need to be neigh-immortal, or even craft abominations that feed of the blood of force-sensitives. He just makes a few calls and shit gets done. He's the master manipulator, able to take the seat of power in the Republic without anyone thinking the wiser. In an era dominated by the Jedi, that makes him the Perfect Sith. He plays the long game and ultimately in canon, he won. Nihilus ain't shit. Sure, he can kill a planet full of Jedi, but can you get almost all the Jedi killed and convince the galaxy that they're the bad guys? Eat your fucking heart out.

Revan finds out Palpatine is a Sith and all the pieces come together, and they realize for the first time how absolutely fucked everyone is. They thought him a corrupt politician for a time already, but him being Sith shifts the playing field entirely, and for a period of time they honestly don't know what to do. They can't just kill him the way they would a Sith Lord back in the day, he's the fucking Chancellor. And he's been spreading poison throughout the Republic since day one. Even if he goes down easy (which he does, compared to old republic Sith, which does in fact piss palp off a bit, but he knows his opponent is revan at this point so he's less mad than if it was just the jedi), the damage he did and the influence he has takes much longer to undo. He built the framework of an Empire right in the heart of the Republic and no one noticed until it was almost too late. And that's his true power, which is, in my opinion, much more dangerous than anything with the Force.

He's not a bad Sith. It's just that the parameters of what define a good Sith change drastically over the course of three thousand years, as it should. And it says a lot that for all their power, the Sith of old were mostly all ultimately taken down by someone with a lightsaber and a can-do attitude.

[echoes-of-the-clockwork]

Book One: Death (Noctis x Reader) Chapter Sixteen

A/n: Remember when I said there was going to be a huge time skip, whelp... it's in this chapter! Hope you all enjoy!! Love you all!!! •••••••••••••••••••• After deciding to separate herself from the boys, (Y/n) summoned Thanatos. The steed noticed her solemn expression and nuzzled his snout against her head. Death patted the top of his head with a melancholic smile. "C'mon, buddy. Let's head back to Lestallum and collect my clothes. After that, we've got one more Wendigo to hunt down and then we can return home."

As (Y/n) mounted Thanatos, her mind raced back to the time she spent with the four boys. She felt horrible for not saying a word about her departure, but she knew a simple "goodbye" would've torn her heart into shreds. She knew she had worried them because she felt the familiar tug of Noctis trying to summon her, but she ignored his call and forced her body to remain where it was. Tears threatened to fall from Death's eyes as Thanatos trotted through the woods and avoiding the highway to prevent the others from spotting her. 

The girl leaned forward, burying her face into Thanatos' creamy, white mane. "Did I do the right thing?" All she got in response was a neigh. She laughed weakly before scratching the base of the horse's neck. "I really wish you could talk and let me know if I truly am doing the right or wrong thing."

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In Lestallum, (Y/n) left Thanatos on the outskirts of town before walking to the Leville. Inside the hotel, she noticed no one was in the lobby and she made her way up to Iris' room. Opening the door, she peered inside and saw the young girl wasn't in the room. Scurrying around for her clothes, she found them nicely folded in the dresser. Grabbing them, (Y/n) dashed out of the room and down the stairs.

Leaving the Leville, Death stormed through the streets of Lestallum until she found her way to the main road and to the outskirts of town. Thanatos lied in wait exactly where (Y/n) had left him. Climbing onto the steed's back, Death held her clothes tightly to her chest. "Let's get going, Than. Wouldn't want to be anywhere near Lestallum once the boys return." Thanatos neighed as he reared his body before taking off.

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"Why would (Y/n) disappear on us like that?" Prompto mumbled sorrowfully as he scanned through the pictures he was able to take during their battle with the Wendigo.

"I don't know. Let's go back to Lestallum and see if she's there. If not..." Noctis didn't finish his sentence as he stared at the scenery they passed.

"If she doesn't want to be found, then don't go lookin' for her. We've got more royal arms to collect and then we have to take Iris to Cape Caem. We can't afford to spend all our time searching for (Y/n)," Gladio states calmly. "Altissia is our main priority, not (Y/n)."

"Dude, that's cold even for you," Prompto retorted.

"Altissia has always been our main goal. I'm just sayin' we shouldn't waste our time on (Y/n) when we've got more important things to do."

Noctis gritted his teeth, clenching his hand into a fist. He was tempted to punch Gladio in face, but he stopped when he went to swing at the brute and his fist nearly collided with the person who appeared in the middle seat. The prince's azure eyes were wide in shock as he saw the girl he almost punched glance in his direction. "So, you're the boy she mentioned."

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, Ignis slammed on the brakes. Everyone, except the strange girl, lurched forward in their seats at the sudden stop. The boys exited the Regalia and kept their distance from the stranger. The redhead stepped out of the car as the boys eyed her every move. Noctis glared at her as she crossed her arms. "Who the hell are you?"

"One of Death's sisters-War. It's nice to meet the group she's been traveling with," the redhead responded with a displeased tone.

"Why're you here?" Gladio questioned her.

"Wanted to see what was keeping her on Eos besides the last remaining Wendigo."

"Do you know where she went?" Noctis inquired, hoping the Horseman of War would know.

War uncrossed her arms, placing her hands on her hips. "You best sever your ties with her now."

"Why?" The prince demanded.

"The moment the last Wendigo is slain, Death will return to the Inner Sanctum where she belongs. Let her finish her mission and you can go on your merry way, Your Highness."

Noctis' glare sharpened at War's fiery tone. "(Y/n) should be the one who decides where she belongs, not you."

The Horseman chuckled with a smirk. "How naïve. You think we wanted to become Horsemen? If you do, you're sorely mistaken. Our souls, bodies, and powers are in the hands of the Daemon King. We have no say in anything! You best keep you eyes forward and avert them from Death. That is my warning to you. Good day, Your Highness." In the blink on an eye, War vanished.

The royal retinue was silent for a few minutes as they replayed the Horseman's words in their heads. Prompto was the first to slice through the suffocating silence. "Talk about a fiery attitude. Reminds me of someone we know..."

The sharpshooter's eyes trailed over to Gladio, who caught his lapis gaze with his amber one. "Watch it, pipsqueak," he growled.

Noctis glanced down at the orb in his hand, War's words ringing in his head like a bell. There was truth behind her words that the prince didn't want to believe, but he would have to. Gripping the object tightly, he slid it back in his pocket with a sorrowful look in his eyes. "Let's head back to Lestallum."

Prompto was taken aback at Noctis' resolve. "You really aren't gonna look for (Y/n)?"

"Why should I? If she even cared one bit about any of us, she wouldn't have left. Let's go, Ignis," the prince retorts vehemently.

Gladio was joyous at Noctis' decision and hopped back into the Regalia beside the young prince. Prompto and Ignis, on the other hand, knew he was hurt and only spoke in such a manner because of the heartbreak he was suffering from. They both still believed (Y/n) cared about all of them, especially Noctis, even if the prince and his bodyguard didn't.

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Days turned into weeks as Noctis, Prompto, Gladio, and Ignis finished their duties in Lucis and traveled to Altissia with help from Cid and Cindy. During the entirety of their time left in Lucis, Noctis' thoughts were only occupied by one person-(Y/n).

After having lost her during their trip to Malmalam Thicket, no one has seen her since. The moment Noctis and the others reached Cape Caem, he described (Y/n) to Cindy and asked if she had seen her. Morosely, the blonde mechanic hadn't seen a girl matching the description before leaving to work on his father's ship.

Once they finished everything they needed in Lucis, the ship was prepared and the royal retinue was on their way to Altissia. Noctis wasn't the only one worried or missing (Y/n) as Prompto would express his sadness every now and then.

"I wonder how (Y/n)'s doing?"

"Do you think we'll see her again?"

"I wonder where she is now."

In honesty, Prompto was speaking the only thoughts that plagued Noctis' mind. He wouldn't admit it, but he missed (Y/n) dearly and tried to summon her whenever he could. Unfortunately, the Horseman continued to refuse his desperate cries to see her again. In his mind, the prince replayed the memories with her and couldn't focus on anything else. He prayed to the Six that wherever she was now, she was safe.

After delving out of his mind, Noctis realized Prompto was staring down at his camera. He had been staring at a picture the five of them had taken during their travels. The salty breeze whipped through the boys' locks as they admired the photo. "You still have the ones you sent Vyv?" The prince questioned.

"Oh, yeah!" Prompto scrolled through his pictures until he stopped at one of the photos he had taken during their battle with the Wendigo in Malmalam Thicket. Vyv had loved the photos so much, he gave them an extra two thousand gil. The man had wondered where the star of the photo was and Noctis responded harshly. Now that he remembered the moment, he regretted his anger towards (Y/n) and all the horrible things he's said about her since she vanished. Noctis hoped he would meet Death one more time before she had to leave Eos and was out of his reach forever.

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In Altissia, the royal retinue explores the beautiful city before heading to Maagho and meeting with a man by the name of Weskham that Cid told them about. While at the bar, the group was visited by the First Secretary of Accordo-Camelia Claustra. During the encounter, Noctis learned about Luna and what the empire was demanding. Leaving the bar after the confrontation with Camelia, the boys headed to the Leville for the night.

The next morning, Noctis and the others headed to Camelia's estate. The prince entered the large house to negotiate with the First Secretary while Prompto, Gladio, and Ignis waited outside. In the end, they were able to come to an agreement. The boys leave the grand estate, waiting for the day of the rite to arrive.

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All hell broke loose the day of the rite. The moment Luna summoned the Hydraean, the empire made their move and attacked the Tidemother. Prompto, Gladio, and Ignis focused on evacuating the citizens of Altissia while Noctis headed to the altar in order to help Luna and receive the blessing of Leviathan.

The prince, with the help of Titan, was able to receive the blessing after a grueling fight. Morosely, the chancellor of Niflheim had other plans as he drove a blade into Luna's flesh. Noctis lost consciousness before he could help his childhood friend.

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Once Noctis awoke, he felt a cold metal in his hand. Opening his palm, he saw the Ring of the Lucii in his palm. With the ring now in his possession, the only thing left to do was reclaim the Crystal from the empire.

Several weeks later, the four boys boarded a train. Now with Ignis being blind, Prompto helped him to a seat so he wouldn't trip over anything. Noctis sat down by himself, glancing down at the Ring in his possession. With Luna's death now lingering on his shoulders, the prince was reaching a breaking point. Not only had the girl he loved vanished without a word or a trace, his childhood friend was dead.

As Noctis stared out the window, he heard heavy steps heading up the aisle. The footsteps fell silent once they reached his seat. Gladio stood beside him, scowling down at the boy. "The hell is wrong with you?"

Noctis slowly raises his head, his azure eyes slightly dull. "What?"

"We're not stopping in Tenebrae. You need to grow up and get over it," Gladio growled.

The prince stands and confronts his friend. "I am over it. I'm here, aren't I?!"

The brute grabs Noctis by his jacket and pulls him close, his glare becoming even more fierce. "Maybe when you're not too busy moping, you can look around and give a shit about someone worse off than you."

"Let go of me," Noctis demanded with a venomous tone.

"How's that ring fit ya? You'd rather carry it around than wear it? She gave her life so you could do your duty, not so you could sit around feeling sorry for yourself. Even (Y/n) saved your sorry ass countless of times."

"You don't think I know that?!"

"You don't! Ignis took one for you, too, and for what?!" The shield bellowed, eyes set aflame.

"Enough, Gladio!" Ignis shouted.

Gladio's tempered remained flared, but his yelling ceased. "You think you're a king, but you're a coward."

"Shut up!" Noctis shoves Gladio and grabs him by his jacket as well.

Prompto jumps from his seat and tries to intervene. "Don't do this-!"

The shield puts his hand on Prompto's face and shoves him back, causing the blonde to fall to the floor. Noctis' eyes were filled with anger and melancholy as he gritted his teeth. "I get it, alright?! I get it!" He shoves Gladio away before taking a few steps back.

"Then get a grip! Pull your head outta your ass already!" The bodyguard yelled.

Not being able to listen any longer, Noctis turns and walks away. Prompto calls out to his best friend as he leaves the train car. "Noct!"

"Leave him," Gladio hissed as he turned his back and walked in the opposite direction.

Noctis enters another train car and takes another seat in the back. After a moment, he holds his closed hand up and slowly opens it to reveal the Ring of the Lucii. With his other free hand, the prince pulled out the summoning orb and admired its beauty with sorrow. His hands shake as he held the only two things that provided a connection to those he loved. Noctis closes his fists tight around the ring and orb, gritting his teeth as he tried to prevent tears from falling. "Dammit...!"

[stephicness]

A Bunch of FFXV Jokes

1) Why did Ardyn back out on asking someone out? Because he couldn’t find the stars-courage to do it.

2) What do you call Ravus’s prosthetic? A Royal Arm.

3) What do you call an angry Amicitia? Madiolus.

4) What do you call a sad Amicitia? Sadiolus.

5) What do you call a happy Amicitia? Iris.

6) Did you hear about the fruit farmer that lost his daemon stock? He no longer sells Tonberries.

7) What do you call the ooze that comes from a starscourged cactus? Cac-Tar

8) Why did Noctis take out his rod during the meeting? Because he was fishing for compliments.

9) Did you hear that Ignis got triggered? He was having an episode.

10) How does Ardyn always know where to find Noctis? He actually just finds Noctis by chance-llor.

11) What do you call a dragoon horse? An Ara-neigh-a.

12) What do you call a sad tonberry? A blueberry.

13) What do you call a commander that has left his position? Away-vus.

14) How did the chancellor get to his appointment? He drove his Cardyn.

15) Knock, Knock. Who’s there? Luna. Luna who? Lu-not alot of screentime.

16) What do you call a memeing mechanic who loves almonds? Cindy’s Nuts. (HA! GOT EEM.)

17) What’s the strategist’s favorite animal? A Piggy.

18) What do you call a journalist with an extinct career? A Dino-saur.

19) Did you hear about the Glaive who failed to protect his king? Oh well. Better luck Nyx time.

20) What do you call an angry glaive who fills in the blanks? A Mad Lib.

21) How come the mad scientist looks so old and ugly? Because he was the Verst-of-all.

22) The prince wanted to find his way home, but he was Noct going to get back so easily.

23) What did the photographer use when he became a cheerleader? Prom-poms.

24) How come the messenger always tackles you? Because she keeps wanting to Genti-on-ya.

25) What do you call the messenger who starts expressing their anger to you? A Vent-iana.

26) What do you call a messenger that you’re begging forgiveness from? Repent-iana.

27) What do you call the messenger when she obeys the oracle? A Servant-iana.

28) What did Prompto say to Ignis when they needed to distract the MTs in the city? “Les-stall-um!”

29) Why did the marshal get hit by the ball? He didn’t have any hand-eye Cor-dination.

30) Why is six afraid of seven? Because seven got turned into a daemon.

31) Knock, Knock. Who’s there? Kings of Lucis. Kings of Lucis who? Kings of Loose-his keys, so please open up.

32) What did the messenger dogs have to do before they got married? They had to sign a Prynap.

33) What’s black and white and red all over? A newspaper about Ravus’s death.

34) Why did the artist add Ignis to the portrait? Because it added character.

35) What do you call a phony fish god? You-lie-athan.

36) What do you call a sad French fish god? A le-cry-athan.

37) How did the bird make bread? With choco-dough.

38) How many princes does it take the save the world? Depends on the universe.

39) How comes Ignis never goes to the ocean anymore? Well, it’s not like he can sea it anyways.

40) What event was the chancellor late to? Ar-dynner.

41) What do you call Prompto hitting people with his camera? A slapshot.

42) How come the bird wasn’t let into the candy store? Because it was choco-late.

43) What did Regis call his video game party with his old friends? A King’s Knight.

44) What happened when Ignis tripped with his pasta? It landed las-on-ya.

45) What did the Amictia use to remove her pencil marks? An Iris-er.

46) What’s Libertus’s favorite bird? A Crowe.

47) How comes Ignis didn’t need his glasses to fight Ardyn? Because he had crystal-clear vision.

[embrace-themagic]

My Little Pony PSA

Chancellor Neigh-say is a racist asshole and I hate him

[orangeccreamsicles]

Chancellor Neigh Say is horse racist.

[bat2pony]

I finished the first two episodes in season 8 of FiM. Oh my gosh??? They were so well written??? (School Daze, part 1 and 2).

I genuinely enjoyed these so much. I loved the commentary on very real issues that our society faces. The most obvious one was racism, with Chancellor Neigh Say making comments like “go back to your kind” and “these creatures”. This was written in an impactful way that resonated with me.

The Chancellor was allowing his stereotypes and prejudice to rule people as a threat, which is something every kind of minority can relate to. In one scene, Princess Celestia tells the Chancellor that, at one point in pre-equestrian history, the different kinds of ponies also treated each other the same way. They fought because of their differences, instead of allowing themselves to embrace them and coexist with one another regardless. The way that the writers addressed this was written effectively and in a realistic way. Especially when the students got into a fight. They were raised on stereotypes, and they had to de-program their brains to see that their differences didn’t have to be barriers to friendship. Literally the best kids show ever.

I’m gonna be honest, when I first heard about the whole Twilight-opening-a-school-of-friendship thing, I was skeptical. After all, doesn’t treating friendship like lectures take the value out of it? BUT THEY ADDRESSED THIS!! In fact, it was heavily based around exactly that. It’s such a good parallel to the effects of the American public education system (I can’t speak on private schools and other country’s policies since I haven’t experienced or educated myself on the topic). The students spent hours going from class to class, sitting through lecture after lecture. They got bored, antsy, frustrated, but most importantly, they didn’t learn anything! Because that isn’t an effective way to educate people, especially children with tons of energy. This is so so accurate to my experience in school, where I succeeded by putting in minimal effort. Showing my teachers what they wanted without actually caring about my education. Guys I love this show.

Also. This parallel. My heart. My itty bitty little pony filled heart.

[echoes-of-the-clockwork]

Book Two: Famine (Prompto x Reader) Chapter Nineteen

A/n: Welcome to the final chapter! I know I said this would be between 20-25 chapters, but I decided to end it here because I really wanna get to the next book, which will be Pestilence (Ignis x Reader). Thank you all for joining me on this journey through this book and supporting me! I hope some of you are looking forward to the next book in this series! Love you all!!! ••••••••••••••••••••

The four returned to Meldacio safely. King Aeshema vanished as they drove away from Fort Vaullerey with just a smile painted on his face. Pestilence had vanished alongside the daemon king. Gladio and Ignis immediately searched for Dave and his team of hunters he planned to send to the fort just before they left to tell him the good news. 

Prompto bought the caravan for a day and dragged (Y/n) inside before closing the door with his foot. He locked the door and tugged her to the small bedroom in the back. He scooped her up in his arms and tossed her on the bed. Before she could even push herself onto her elbows, he climbed on the bed and pinned her body to the sheets.

The air between them was silent as they stared into each other's eyes. Prompto's eyes darted to her neck and remembered what Ardyn had done. He grabbed both of her wrists in one hand, pinning them above her head while he used his other arm to support his weight and avoid collapsing on top of her body. Leaning down, he placed his lips on her neck and kissed the areas the chancellor had placed his own lips.

(Y/n) shuttered, her body shaking as she felt his soft and slightly chapped lips against her neck. "P-Prom, what're you doing?"

"Just erasing where that bastard kissed you." Then, he trailed his tongue over the spots he kissed just like Ardyn had done.

"Ah—hey! The licking is weird!" (Y/n) whined, cheeks turning bright crimson.

"Sorry," he chuckled at her cute reaction. "Just making sure I washed it all away. Did he do anything else to you on the ship?"

The Horseman shook her head. "No. Just the kisses and the... licking." She grimaced at remembering the feeling of the chancellor's lips and tongue against her skin.

Using her strength, she broke free of Prompto's hold and flipped their position. "Whoa!" The blonde shrieked as his world started spinning.

She grinned down at him as she straddled his hips and placed her hands on his chest. "As much as I would love to see where this is going, you're gonna need to get some rest. We've got a big day tomorrow."

"Man, I can't wait to see the Inner Sanctum," he excitedly exclaimed. "I'm bringing extra SD cards just in case I go overboard."

"And that's why you need to sleep." (Y/n) leant over and kissed him on the forehead. "Sleep well, sweetheart."

The moment (Y/n) went to climb off Prompto, the sharpshooter grabbed her hands before they lifted from his chest. "Could you stay with me?" He yawned. "I mean, I know you don't sleep, but... could you?"

Famine smiled down at him. "Of course, Prom." She pushed herself off his body and claimed the spot next to him. She reclined her head against his chest and snuggled into his side. One of his arms wrapped around her waist, rubbing his hand up and down her side in a soothing manner. She decided to see if she could sleep herself, listening to his heartbeat and his even breathing. When she heard his breathing become slow and deep, she knew he was asleep. She smiled warmly, closing her eyes with a content sigh. "Sweet dreams, Prompto."

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After several hours of sleep, the couple was up and about. Prompto took a shower in the minuscule bathroom as he had forgotten to take one when they returned. (Y/n) was sitting at the table beside the bathroom, waiting for him patiently. She stared down at the small piece of metal paneling she snatched up after the drop ship exploded.

When they returned to Lucis after escaping Gralea all those years ago, she completely forgot to fulfill her promise—to make Prompto another chocobo charm. She rasped her fingers against the wooden surface, pressing her fist into the side of her cheek as her elbow rested on the table. "Where to start..." The bathroom door flew open and she promptly hid the metal paneling in her pocket. She offered the blonde an innocent smile as she watched him dry his hair with a towel. "Hey, Prom. You almost ready to go?"

Prompto nodded with a slightly curious expression. "You always smell like vanilla and mint. What's the deal with that? I've never seen you take a shower."

"Well," she crossed her legs underneath the table. "Each Horseman has a distinct pheromone. While humans may smell vanilla and mint, monsters and daemons smell a threatening scent. But we do still take normal showers, Prom. Just because you haven't seen me take one doesn't mean I don't take them."

"Man," he sighed, tossing the towel on the counter. "Five years later and I'm still learning new things about the Four Horsemen."

"What's the fun in learning things all at once?" (Y/n) shrugged.

"That'd be information overload."

Famine stood up and crossed her arms behind her back. "Enough about me. Grab your camera and let's go! We've got places to be." Prompto nodded with a wide smile and snatched up his camera.

The couple left the caravan and walked a little ways down the road from Meldacio HQ. (Y/n) summoned Limos, who trotted around them with joyous neighs. The girl placed her hand on her steed's neck and petted her gently. "Ready to head home? We've gotta show Prompto the most beautiful places the Inner Sanctum has to offer within a week. You think we could do that?" Limos neighed, bobbing her head up and down. The Horseman smiled and kissed the horse's muzzle. "We're counting on you, Li-Li."

Prompto and (Y/n) mounted Limos and took off down the dark road. They watched the numerous of daemons avoid them as if they were carrying a deadly plague. The horse carried them all the way to the Duscae region to the Alstor Slough where the portal to the Inner Sanctum was located. As they ran across the vacant wetlands, the dimensional portal cane into view. Limos charged full-steam ahead and passed through it.

Safely on the other side, Prompto was forced to squint as a bright but warm light blinded him. "What is that?"

"Technically it's the sun. The Inner Sanctum experiences normal day and night cycles, but our sun is different from your dimension's," (Y/n) replied as Limos switched gaits to a gentle, slow trot. "You could say its more of a burning orb of mana, but it gives off the same warmth and light as the sun."

Prompto welcomes the rays of light against his skin. It's been five years since they'd seen the sun on Eos and he was overjoyed to feel the familiar warmth. He glanced around their surroundings and took pictures of the flora all around them as they rode through a forest.

Once exiting the forest, they crossed plains of grass and beautiful flowers. In the distance, the photographer spotted a grand stature.

"Whoa," he gasped in amazement. "Is that...?"

"The alcazar my sisters and I call home," Famine replied.

Prompto aimed his camera at the beautiful structure and took numerous of pictures. "I didn't think it'd be that big."

"Yeah," (Y/n) sorrowfully sighs. "With all those vacant rooms, it gets lonely."

"What about your sisters?"

"The place is so huge we don't cross paths as often as you think. We all have separate rooms, but we do enjoy meals together."

"Wait..." Prompto briefly paused. "I thought you guys didn't need to eat."

"We don't, but that doesn't keep us from the delicious food. Pestilence makes the best sweets and most delicious tea in all the realms. We'll have to make sure you try some before we head back to Eos."

They rode up a narrow path that wrapped around the cliffside all the way to the top. They reached the entrance of the alcazar, which was decorated with beautiful flowers and a large stone fountain. The gate was already open and Limos trotted through all the way to the front door.  

The couple dismounted the horse and entered the grand building. They stepped into the foyer, which was lined in marble statues of the Six. Their shoes clacked against the marble floor as (Y/n) gave Prompto a tour of the alcazar. He never thought his trigger finger would be so itchy after years of having not taken any photos. At every turn, he found himself snapping a picture and hoping to relish in the beauty the Inner Sanctum has to offer. Walking the vacant hallways made him relaxed and the bright, warm light piercing through the windows made the feeling all the more blissful.

(Y/n) showed Prompto the kitchen, the bedrooms, the library, and ended the tour in the vast garden located in the rear of the alcazar. They sat down on a stone bench and the sharpshooter began scrolling through all the pictures he had of Noctis, Gladio, Ignis, and (Y/n).

From beside him, Famine peered over and saw the joyous smile fading from his face. She scooted a little closer and turned her body toward him, placing a hand on his thigh. "He'll be back, Prom."

"What if he doesn't come back?" Prompto expressed his doubts, lowering his camera and turning it off.

"I know he'll be back. Put some faith in Noctis. He's gonna need it when he returns. The gods like to take their precious time."

"You can say that again," he chuckled lightly. He placed the camera on the bench and took the hand on his thigh in both of his. He squeezed her hand gently, staring down at the green grass below. "Noct might not be here, but you are. That's all I could ever want and ask for."

(Y/n) smiled and rested her head on his shoulder. "Me, too."

Prompto rested his head against hers, stroking the back of her hand with his thumb. When he tried to go in for a kiss, the Horseman jolted up and flew out of his grasp and reach. She turned and faced him with an excited look. "Give me a few minutes and I'll be right back. I've got a surprise for you!"

The gunslinger watched with wide eyes as she dashed off. She didn't even give him enough time to respond before leaving. He smiled and shook his head in disbelief before standing and admiring the beautiful flora surrounding him. He found a bundle of (f/c) flowers and picked a single one. As he turned to return to the bench, he jumped a few feet in the air and screamed when he found (Y/n) directly behind him. "W-When did you get back?!"

"A few seconds ago. Sorry for scaring you," she giggled, holding her hands behind her back to conceal the gift.

Prompto was eager and couldn't hide his anticipation. "So, what's this "surprise" you've got for me?"

"It's nothing big, but I did promise to make another one." (Y/n) pushed her hands out toward him and opened them, revealing the silver chocobo charm resting in her palms.

His eyes widen as he remembers how Ardyn had taken the first chocobo charm she made for him when he mistakenly thought it was the summoning orb. He also remembers (Y/n) promising to make a new one, which he completely forgot. Reaching out, he took the charm and admired it with gleaming lapis eyes. "I-I love it, (Y/n)!"

"I know it's really late, but I'm glad I remembered. I did make a promise after all."

With a bright and warm smile, Prompto placed the chocobo charm in his pocket before placing the (f/c) flower he picked in her hair. He laced it through her golden locks and cupped her cheeks in his palms. Leaning down, he placed his forehead against hers and rubbed their noses together lovingly. "You are just... wow. I-I'm speechless. You're just so perfect."

"I'm far from perfect," Famine remarks just above a whisper.

"In my eyes, you are. I don't care about what happened in your past. All I care about is our future together." Prompto stared intently into her (e/c) eyes. "I love you so much."

(Y/n) smiled up at him, tears glistening in her eyes. "I never knew love felt this amazing. Thank you for giving me the chance to love someone and be loved."

Prompto kisses her passionately on the lips before pulling away. "I can't live without you. You're what's been keeping me sane all these years. I hope... I hope you'll never leave me."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered gently to him. "I'll never leave you. I'll always be here by your side." With those final words, they exchanged one last kiss.

••••••END••••••• A/n: Next up, Book Three: Pestilence (Ignis x Reader)! Once again, thank you for reading this book. Hopefully, it was better than the first one.

[echoes-of-the-clockwork]

Book Two: Famine (Prompto x Reader) Chapter Nine

The next morning when Prompto woke up, he realized he and (Y/n) were in the same position as when he fell asleep the night prior. When he lifted his head from her chest to look up at her face, he noticed she was asleep. "What...?" He gasped in shock. He remembered her saying the Four Horsemen didn't need sleep, but that didn't mean she couldn't sleep.

Slowly and gently in order to not disturb (Y/n), Prompto removed his arms from around her and maneuvered out of her own embrace. When he saw her blissful sleeping face, he couldn't help but admire her beauty. 

With a smile, Prompto brushed a few of her golden strands behind her ear that were obscuring his sight of her. He pecked her on the cheek before pushing himself off the hard ground. He made sure he still had his handgun and the summoning orb before leaving the haven.

He didn't even make one footprint in the snow before (Y/n) woke up. "Where're you going this early in the morning?" She slowly pushed her body up into a sitting position, glancing over her shoulder at him.

"I was gonna take a short walk and clear my head a little," he confesses.

(Y/n) could tell he wasn't lying and nodded with a smile. "Okay. I'll be here waiting for you. Stay safe, Prompto."

The boy smiled in return, grateful for her understanding. He was overjoyed to have such an incredible girl by his side who is willing to stick with him and confess she still loves him after learning the truth about his true origin. His heart raced with pure joy as he trekked through the snow, happy to know she'd be there whenever he needed her and vice versa.

(Y/n) watched Prompto trudge through the snow before turning her attention to the fire. It had extinguished something during the night, but neither of them noticed. She relit the campfire in a desperate attempt to stay warm in Prompto's absence.

As she was rubbing her hands together, Aranea came and sat beside her. The ex-mercenary stared into the dancing flames as she huffed a sigh. "So, how's loverboy doin'?"

"Fine. He went for a short walk to clear his head."

"Glad someone's here to whip his ass into shape." Aranea tore her eyes from the fire and eyed (Y/n). "What's a Horseman doing on Eos, anyway? Aren't you supposed to be some kinda fairytale?"

"We're no fairytale. Sometimes I wish we were, though. My sisters and I left the Inner Sanctum in search of the monsters that managed to escape. Once we take down our targets, we'll be granted passage back to the Inner Sanctum. Someone's gotta keep the other monsters from escaping."

"These monsters you're looking for... what are they?"

"The Phantom Knight and the Gashadokuro. I've encountered the Knight, but not the other. It is concerning since the Gashadokuro is the one I'm most worried about."

Aranea's eyes narrowed at hearing the mouthful of a name. "That damn thing in the capital isn't a daemon?"

Famine's eyes widen when hearing her question. "Hold on... What do you mean?"

"That Gasha-whatever is currently being held in Gralea. The lovely chancellor plans to try and control it," the older woman explains.

Horror pumped through her veins as she remembered where the others were heading. "Noctis and the others are heading to the capital... There's no way they'll survive an encounter with that thing."

"How dangerous is this thing?" Aranea shrugged.

"Let's just say no human has ever faced the Gashadokuro and survived. There's no way a mortal could slay such a monster."

"It even had me shaking in my boots when I first saw it. The chancellor's lost his damn mind if he thinks he'll be able to control it. The empire's done some crazy shit, but I think this tops everything."

"Well," (Y/n) sighed. "At least I know where it is now. The damn Knight ran before I could finish it off."

Suddenly, the woman stands up and walks to the snowmobile. "I've got my own goals in mind. Better get moving if I want to finish off this new model."

"(Y/n), Aranea." Both women turn when they hear Prompto's voice. "I'm ready."

"Guess your walk was very eye-opening," the Horseman responded with a small smile.

He nods and walks up to the two women, eyes glued to the love of his life. "I thought about what you said, and I've decided to face my fears once and for all. I can't choose where I came from, but I can choose where I'm going."

"I'm glad to hear your resolve, Prompto. It makes me happy to know you've accepted who you are." (Y/n) moved her gaze over to Aranea. "Hope you don't mind us tagging along."

She smiles at them. "Don't see why it'd be an issue. Let's get going." The ex-mercenary waltzed over to the snowmobile while Famine summoned her steed.

Limos neighed when she appeared and immediately sauntered over to Prompto. She sniffed him and nuzzled her muzzle against his chest. Then, she nudged it against his cheek. "H-Hey, that tickles!"

"Seems she really likes you," (Y/n) grinned. "A lot."

"This is the same horse from Altissia. Is this...?"

"Limos, one of the Horses of the Apocalypse. She's my partner." The horse continues to sniff Prompto as Famine spoke. "Guess you were more focused on finding me and completely forgot about meeting her. Not to mention, she helped you carry your friends to safety."

Prompto's cheeks turn red, knowing what she said had been the truth. "I-I was really worried about you. The city was collapsing and I... I thought... you might've been killed when I didn't see you at the docks."

(Y/n) walked over to him, Limos stepping aside, and grabbed his face in her hands. She pulled him down to her height and kissed him on the lips. "You're too adorable for your own good."

"Alright," Aranea sighed. "C'mon, lovebirds. We've got business to attend to."

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The trio make their way to the Annex research facility. Prompto decided to ride with (Y/n) atop Limos since the horse seemingly wouldn't move until he climbed onto her back.

As they arrived at the facility, (Y/n) and Prompto hopped off Limos while Aranea dismounted the snowmobile. The blonde boy stared at the facility with a determined gaze. "Alright-this is it. We're going in."

Prompto, (Y/n), and Aranea fight their way through the imperial soldiers guarding the outside of the facility, then operate the main gate's controls to gain access to the inner courtyard. After taking down several more soldiers and a MA Veles magitek armor, they access the control panel to a large blast door, open it, and then head down a long, downward sloping corridor.

"According to my intel, they're housing the new model here," Aranea stated.

"It's some kind of magitek armor, right? What's so "new" about it?" Prompto inquired.

"This one's got a ghost in the machine: Chief Besithia himself. Managed to fuse his soul with the core."

"That... does not sound good," (Y/n) chimed in.

"Far from in," the older woman sneered.

At the bottom of the corridor, they find an elevator. Stepping inside, they ride the lift down. "The daemons this guy created destroyed Insomnia. If we don't take him out now, he's liable to destroy the whole world," Aranea turned her gaze towards the Horseman. "We're lucky you were able to break free from that cage. He planned on using your body to house a daemon with knowing your ability to heal as an immortal."

"Makes sense. Create an immortal daemon by filtering it into a body of an immortal," Famine comments. "But my body would've absorbed the daemon anyway. It couldn't possibly possess my body."

"Why's that?" Prompto asked.

"The Four Horsemen were created from souls of the damned. Corruption cannot overtake the deepest form of corruption. My body would've just absorbed the daemon and I would've been perfectly fine. Guess the empire hasn't done their homework."

"But they still plan on using that Gashadokuro against all of Eos. You said it couldn't be controlled, but the empire doesn't know that. There'll be a lot of bloodshed before they realize that," Aranea commented.

"Which is why once we're done here, we have to find the others," (Y/n) said, gazing at Prompto.

The elevator comes to a stop and the trio step off. They enter the hallway leading out of the room the lift dropped them off in and suddenly hear an eerie, mechanical howl. Prompto froze when the sound echoed around them. "What was that sound?"

"Our cue to go," Aranea said.

Eventually, the trio enter a large open room. A familiar and startling automated voice spoke to them.

Target detected. Eliminate immediately. Commence elimination of compromised unit.

"You're pretty popular, Prompto," (Y/n) lightheartedly chuckles.

"I don't wanna be popular!" He wailed in return.

The three wipe out numerous magitek troopers and a MA Hoplomachus magitek armor. Once the companions annihilated the enemies, they quickly push forward.

They enter the facility's final set of halls. Descending a short set of stairs, Prompto, (Y/n), and Aranea enter into a short hallway illuminated by red lights. The same eerie roar from earlier causes their surroundings to tremor. Unlike before, it was louder and they knew whatever made the noise was nearby.

"It must be close," Prompto said.

"One of the empire's test subjects, I presume?" The Horseman asked.

"Wouldn't be surprised if it is," Aranea replied.

Prompto, (Y/n), and Aranea enter a large open room. The trio is greeted by a large half-mammal, half-magitek creature-the Unit SAS-0822: Barbarus. Alongside the abomination were the remains of dead magitek troopers littered throughout the room. The fusion of mammal and magitek immediately attack them.

"Y'know, I'd never thought I'd see the day where mammal and machine became one. Now I wish I hadn't," (Y/n) said as she summons the Sword of Judgement.

"You and me both," Aranea chuckled, conjuring her lance.

"Bring it on!" Prompto whips out his pistol and aims it at the hybrid.

As it swung from beam to beam, Prompto shot at the creature. Using their close-range weapons, (Y/n) and Aranea get up close and personal with the horrendous creature. The Horseman charged up her blade with lightning and jammed it into one of the creature's mechanical legs. Once the blade was far enough inside, she twisted it and discharged the lightening. The attack was enough to cause its right leg to go haywire.

Aranea plunged her lance into the arm the creature was using to hang on and forced it to let go of the beam. With its leg on the fritz, it was unable to stand and collapsed on the cement floor. (Y/n) approached the adversary and went to chop of its arm with her sharp blade, but it backhanded her before she could even raise her sword. Her body was sent flying and slammed into one of the cement columns. A few pieces of rubble rained down on her as she grunted from the painful impact.

"(Y/n), you okay?!" Prompto yelled out in worry. Regardless if she was immortal, he would always worry about her whenever she got hurt. He shot a few more rounds at the hybrid before going to check on her. When he reached her, he pulled her out of the debris. He scanned her for injuries and only found minor ones, which healed within seconds.

"Look out!" Famine cries. She grabs ahold of Prompto and tackles him to the side. Looking back to where they once stood, a large and furry hand slammed against the ground. The hybrid released another howl before dragging its body rather quickly across the floor towards the two. "Move! Move! Move!" (Y/n) grabbed Prompto's hand and ran away from the approaching adversary.

Aranea impales her lance into the creature's back, forcing its attention onto her. "C'mon, you damn experiment. Come and get me!"

The Horseman mentally thanked the ex-mercenary before releasing Prompto and regaining her bearings. The boy did the same and rejoined the fray alongside the girl. He kept his distance and fired round after round while (Y/n) and Aranea dealt blow after blow with their weapons.

"This thing sure is stubborn," Famine groaned as she released another shockwave into the creature's body. "I'll give it points for persistence, though." (Y/n) twirled her sword in her hand before charging at the creature. This time, her blade was shrouded in an intense flame that could melt through the toughest of metals. She thrusted the sword into the monster's chest and allowed the flames to consume it from the inside out.

While the creature's body burned, (Y/n) sliced off its right arm. Blood spurted from the missing appendage, spraying across the room. They all stepped back to avoid the thick, crimson substance.

They watched as the creature tried to crawl its way to them, but the immense blood loss caused its speed to decrease and its vision to blur. Not only were the mechanical parts of the hybrid's body malfunctioning, its entire body was consumed in flames.

It released a weak, defeated howl before its body stiffened. (Y/n) waltzed towards the hybrid, nudging her foot into its side. When it didn't move, she looked at its back. Seeing the monster wasn't breathing, she knew it was dead. "Well, guess that's over with."

Prompto hunches over, hands on his knees as he was gasping to catch his breath. Aranea, on the other hand, was composed and wasn't out of breath. The blonde heaved a heavy sigh. "Made it out alive." The room suddenly begins to shake, the large tremor causing everyone to stumble. A few pieces of the ceiling descended upon them. Prompto's eye dart up to the ceiling. "What's going on?"

The facility's automated voice echoed throughout the large room.

Unit XDA-1002: Immortalis. Plasmodic miasma transfer complete. No psychic obstructions detected. All systems operational. Activating Immortalis.

"It's outside!" The marksman bellows. He, (Y/n), and Aranea run back to the surface. Once there, they see what Verstael's "life's work" has amounted to-an enormous magitek-powered machine that resembles a worm. In place of a head, it features an enormous cannon with seven rotating components resembling drill bits spinning around the core.

"It's gigantic..." Prompto muttered, eyes wide in horror.

(Y/n) stared at the machine with the same expression. "Oh, dear Astrals above..."

[theirisianprincess]

You know those MLP fanfics where a human gets transported to Equestria and serves as a power fantasy that the reader can project themselves onto? Yeah, what about one of those stories, except instead of the protagonist meeting Twilight or Fluttershy or any other mane six pony waifu, they meet Starlight Glimmer, who spends the entire fic just straight up insulting the protagonist.

*Anon wanders out of the portal into Equestria*

Anon: I'm... I'm finally in Equestria. I knew my sudden interest in transdimensional travel was not in vain. And mother wanted me to get a law degree! Now who's a failure?!

Anon: Oh, it seems that I'm still a human. I'm not sure if I'd be able to fit in here. Anyway, where's Twilight and her friends?

*Anon sees Starlight Glimmer*

Anon: Oh, wait, it's Starlight. She'd know where Twilight is.

*Anon approaches Starlight*

Anon: Hey, you!

Starlight: *neighs*

Anon: Wait, what???

Starlight: *snorts* You should see the look on your face.

Starlight: I'm Starlight Glimmer. What's your name?

Anon: I'm Anon.

Starlight: What, like, you're a nobody? Wait, shit, I'm sorry. That came out wrong. I only mean to say that Anon is short for “Anonymous”, which means “a person not defined by name”. I’m not really saying you’re a nobody. Just that your parents must’ve really thought nothing of you to name you something like... wait, I’m making this worse, aren’t I?

Anon: I'm a huge fan of your show!

Starlight: Steve, I don't have a show.

Anon: Steve?

Starlight: Yeah, your name was stupid, so I gave you a new one.

Starlight: Okay, Steve!

Anon: Anon...

Starlight: Yeah, okay, well, Steve, this is Trixie. Trixie, Steve.

Trixie: Any friend of Starlight's is a friend of mine.

Anon: Well, it's nice to meet you Trixie, but I was actually looking for Twilight and her friends.

Starlight: Oh, they're teaching at Twilight's School of Friendship.

Anon: Wait, I haven't gotten to Season 8 yet! Don't spoil it!

Starlight: Don't worry. Twilight's School of Friendship isn't spoiled by Chancellor Neighsay and the EEA's nationalist regulations anymore. We've written our own guidelines and rules.

Anon: *screams*

[theirisianprincess]

Twilight Sparkle has always had a problem dealing with authority and often bends over backwards trying to appease others. So, her essentially learning the lesson of “if the law is unjust, break the fucking law” (especially toward a pony who even Celestia shows respect to) is a welcome lesson for her to learn.

[bat2pony]

I didn’t mean to start a debate, but since we’re at it . . . .

Starlight was a broken and lonely pony. She didn’t want to be alone, and she hurt people in an obscene way to achieve that. Obviously, the things that she did was terrifying and I also think her redemption was rushed (discords redemption arc is the only one I truly adore in FiM) but after her initial redemption she struggles to fit in and cope with how terrible she was to ponies. We see how her horrible actions hurt her later in life as well. Chancellor Neigh Say literally flipped like a switch (I have only finished season 8, so if his redemption is more fleshed out in season 9 I may backtrack this opinion, but don’t give me any spoilers). He went from extremely racist and hell bent on destroying Twilight and everything she has built, and one incident toppled him on his head and turned him into a good guy without any repercussions for the things he did and said and how he treated literal CHILDREN. Do y’all realize that? He chained up innocent CHILDREN. He doesn’t deserve a redemption arc because his only justification for his horrible treatment of non-pony creatures was simply that. Because they were non-ponies.

If a character has such violently hateful opinions of other species and his entire personality was written around him being a pony supremicist, then no, I don’t think he deserves a redemption arc. No one changes that easily, especially on that kind of opinion. If it was taken more slowly and dug a little deeper into his rooted dislike for other creatures, I could give him a chance. But not with the knowledge I currently have of him. But again, I’ve only seen up until season 8, so any actions he may take in season 9 could very well change this opinion.

I just finished season 8 of FiM.

Chancellor Neigh Say shouldn't have been redeemed.