And where do you think you’re going?
Anonymous…And this is different from Our normal life how?
Well, let’s take a look, shall We?
*Nightmare Moon opens the cage door just enough to poke her head in, then touches her horn to Scootaloo’s forehead, scanning her for any sort of corruption.*
((ooc: The Abyss is a major villain from some of my previous RPs. Basically it’s a universe-eating cosmic horror. It’s not related to the heartless in any way, but it’s manifestations look similar enough to heartless to get NMM worried.))
*if Nightmare Moon knows what to look for, there is a kind of metaphysical darkness in Scootaloo; it is not much different from somepony who simply has an aggressive personality, but there is a difference*
Well, there is something in there. It doesn’t feel like the Abyss, but whatever it is probably should be removed. With your permission, We’d like to try and do just that.
*Sigh.* Refrigerator #6. After it’s been checked, We suppose We’ll dole it out to the foals over the rest of the year.
We can’t believe they’re still doing the stupid candy offerings! You grant one favour in exchange for a chocolate bar, and then you never live it down…
Very well. *She signs.* Oh, you may not be aware, but as We are a deity contracts We sign are inviolate, by both parties, on pain of death. We’ve never signed one with a nation before, but you probably don’t want to fool with things like the kindly ones.
We’ve never eaten a foal. We’ve also never eaten a pony except for that one time.
Thank you, father.
We still hope that, someday, you’ll see that it is a marriage in name only. ‘Love’ and 'romance’ do not come into it.
*Nightmare Moon sighs and shakes her head. After giving it a brief scan, she puts it aside to give to her foals later.*
Ah, that would explain the inconsistent results, then.
You still may be able to be cured. However, since you were born with it We will not cure you without your consent.
Have you explained your situation to Ponder?
