@Crimson Lionheart I decided to re-boot the RP. ----- Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. It orbits, at a distance of roughly ninety-eight million miles, an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose multi-colored horse-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think pocket watches are a pretty neat idea. This planet has, or rather had, a problem: it was constantly in a state of danger, to the point that the ponies that lived there would never need Joo Janta 200 Super-Chromatic Peril Sensitive Sunglasses to be oblivious to such things. Not that they would know what those are. Another problem the planet had was that the youth were primarily concerned with symbols magically appearing on their rear ends in order to seek some sort of purpose in life, as if free will and hard work were foreign concepts to them. However, the biggest problem the planet had was this: most ponies were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were proposed for this, but they largely involved the movements of small golden coins, which was odd; after all, it wasn't the small golden coins that were unhappy. And so the problem remained; many ponies were miserable, even the ones with pocket watches. Many believed that they'd all made a mistake in leaving the grasslands in the first place. Some said that even the grasslands were a bad idea, and that fish should never have left the ocean. Then, one Saturday morning, over a thousand years after one mare had been exiled to the moon for threatening to bring about everlasting night, a cross-eyed mare sitting on her own in a cafe in Ponyville finally realized what went wrong, and how she could make the world a better place. This time it would work, and nopony would have to be sent to the moon. Unfortunately, before she could write a letter to anypony about it, a terrible tragedy occured, and the idea died with her. This is not her story. But it is the story of that Saturday morning and its consequences. It begins very simply. It begins with a stallion.
Boring. The walls, the furniture, the colour of the paint on said walls. A gentle breeze of the air coming from the window was the only thing that made the office of a dark red coloured stallion relatively interesting. The unicorn pony just looked at the desk, looking at a blank paper with a dull piece of a quill and ink to write on. Everything is boring. Crimson Lionheart, sitting in his office, was fighting against the urge to bang his head against the table and sigh. Today didn't seem to be a very good day, with almost everything heading south for him in the last two days... Things were not looking good. Frustrated, he got up from his office chair and headed out to order lunch. Perhaps that could take his mind of something.
----- Circuit Breaker was a rather odd pony, in that he was able to use computers easily, where it took most twenty months to learn how to use one. It makes more sense when one considers that he was from a small planet somewhere near Betelgeuse, and not from Detrot as he usually claimed. Indeed, the only reason he came to Equestria was for research. Circuit was a researcher for a very remarkable travel encyclopedia of sorts. Not only was it the most remarkable book published by the great Ursa Minor publishing corporations, it was also highly successful: more popular than How to Survive a Disaster Area Concert, better selling than I Left My Towel on Viltvodle VI, and more controversial than Excitement, Adventure, and Really Wild Things: An Autobiography by Zaphod Beeblebrox. And in many of the more relaxed civilizations on the Outer Eastern Rim of the Galaxy, it has already supplanted the Encyclopedia Galactica as the standard repository for all knowledge and wisdom, because it surpasses the older work in two respects: first, it is slightly cheaper, and second, it has the words "Don't Panic" printed in large, friendly letters on its cover. It was a book that was never published in Equestria and, moreover, was never seen or heard of by any Equestrian until this particular Saturday morning. It was, of course, that invaluable companion to all who want to see the Universe for under thirty Altairian dollars a day: The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Circuit was carrying his copy in his pouch, along with his towel. He felt he would need them both because he had a terrible feeling in his gut; a sort of feeling that said, "Get the zark out of here! The place is gonna blow any second!" What he needed now more than anything was to talk to his friend Crimson Lionheart, and also perhaps a drink.
Crimson sat down at the local cafe, reading the paper along with having a standard coffee and donut. The paper wasn't anything interesting, much like the typical Equestrian society nowadays. The last exciting thing to have happened was the banishment of Nightmare Moon over a thousand years ago, which created legends and myths. Of course, it was much more peaceful now then it was back then. Crimson had his drink and read the paper in peace under the Equestrian sun, right until Circuit showed up.
Circuit trotted up to Crimson slowly, patting him on the back. Then he went up to the cashier. "I'll take a caramel latte," he said. He turned to Crimson, and added in a whisper, "Not a bad day for the end of the world, eh?"
"Come outside," whispered Circuit. As Crim followed Circuit outside, the latter whispered, "What if I told you I'm not actually from Detrot, but really a small planet somewhere near Betelgeuse?"
"I wish you were," Circuit replied, "Hell, I wish I could be asleep right now." Circuit was ashamed he came to this planet and made some close friends, only to have to leave them behind once the whole thing was most likely blown to Kingdom Come.
Crimson looked about the town of Ponyville, running about in a panic to find out that everything and everypony he knew and loved was going to be completely wiped from the face of the galaxy. He had a gut feeling to save at least as many ponies as he could, or at least get to safety. He wasn't prepared to die, not just yet. "How are we getting out of here?" Crimson asked. "Does anyone else know?"
"If your from Space, how did you get to Equestria? Surely some kind of spaceship or something?" Crimson asked as the two tried to escape
(Reboot time!) In the year 199x, he planet was engulfed in flames. Firestorms ravaged its surface, and the whole earth of which stood a proud civilization was incinerated in the span of a single breath. The years passed, somehow mankind had managed to survive. But a new order would be established where strength would be pitted against strength in a fierce battle for dominion. The strong would throw about the weak like they were ragdolls, unable to stand against the brutal path of evolution. The world was about to change however, either for the better or for worse...
Rainbow Dash was the successor of Hokuto Shinken, a 2000-year old Chinese assassination martial art created during China's Three Kingdoms period. All she wanted, however, was to live a normal life, or at least, as close to normal as possible. What she didn't know was that the world wouldn't let her.
The world was scattered with more then a few settlements, despite being far and few between. Most of these settlements were struggling to make ends meet, abandoned ruins of the old world, or were large trading settlements where people from far and wide could win or lose their fortunes in a blink of an eye. And then, every so often, the closest thing to a city began to appear. And after a while, an entire country. Sadly, the way of life was extremely dangerous. Bandits and murderers still reigned supreme as they preyed on the weak, now....all of that was about to change. One such settlement in the eternal wastelands was gathered to the far west in what used to be America, one small settlement in the vast ocean of nothing. And this peaceful town was under attack.... (Sorry for the very delayed response, I've been busy)
