Greetings Nightmare... Might I have an audience with you?
Yes. What is it you require?
Aliens are invading? Why?
We refused to cede Equestria to their empire, and We assume Celestia and Luna did the same.
We also kind of killed their ambassador, but he tried to assassinate Us first!
After a few tries the lasers cease. But after a few minutes an energy vortex begins behind the sheild and disperses; leaving sleek, steaming 700 meter Mech with the words "Core Command Unit" on it's shoulder.
*Nightmare Moon’s event horizon field is only 300 metres (twice the height of the titan, the largest object around) above ground. The Core Command Unit is neatly bisected by the spacial distortion.*
((ooc: If it’s armoured with neutronium (aka collapsium, or some other form of degenerate matter) it MIGHT survive. Maybe. But the field would still play havoc with the internal mechanisms.))
rarityreplies said: I guess it can’t be helped then..But maybe you should try some of our food. A daffodil flat-breaded sandwich for lunch maybe?
*frowns*
You know how those plant materials agree with me.
*shudders at the thought*
I mean you would certainly have the same reaction at eating meat, correct?
It’s not well known, but ponies are entirely capable of digesting animal proteins. The stigma against it is entirely cultural.
((ooc: If they can eat eggs and drink milk, they can eat meat (though with pony teeth they might have a hard time with something like tough steak).))
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Anonymous…What?
Obviously this is some sort of code, but not any We recognise.
The lasers begin their focus again, this time aiming straight for the castle. You can see 30 to 50 meteors crash down about a kilometer from where you are*
*This time the lasers intersect Nightmare Moon’s energy shield (effectively an inverse event horizon) and are harmlessly dispersed. The meteors are ripped apart by the shield at the sub-molecular level and transformed into harmless neutrinos. The castle is untouched. Nightmare Moon’s guards and researchers move into the damaged but still semi-functional Titan and begin repairs.*
YOU COULD HAVE JUST ASKED TANKRED. TANKRED HAS BOTH A WARLORD BATTLE TITAN AND A WARHOUND SCOUT TITAN SITTING AROUND. TANKRED WON THE WARHOUND IN A BET.
Ah. Well, that’s one extremely convoluted and costly plot that was rendered entirely unnecessary then.
TANKRED JUST WOKE UP AND HAS CAUGHT WORD OF A XENOS INVASION? IS IT THE ORKS? TANKRED HATES ORKS.
We don’t know what species they are, but We suspect they aren’t orks. We haven’t seen any of them personally, only their machines (which were definitely not anything an ork could build).
We’ve ‘borrowed’ an Emperor Titan, but We’re afraid it was badly damaged by orbital bombardment before it could be brought online and We have been forced to intervene directly.
Then just Magic the titan away using some of these nighmarium Generators and then take the guardsponies, and push them somewhere else!
*Nightmare Moon looks out at the Titan and sighs.* It looks like We are going to have to intervene directly after all. *She shakes her head.* There are reasons, you know, why gods so rarely intervene personally.
*Her horn glows, and an energy barrier is projected over the entirety of the Everfree forest. Simultaneously, a multitude of sub-portals open all around the Titan, dragging each Guardspony and tech-priest individually back to their home universe.*
There, are you happy now?… We just shortened the life of this universe by approximately 108 minutes.
