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

26th July 2013
08:13 GMT -7


"HAH!" Henry Hall points one arm -his right crab claw arm- at his brother. "You look like a furry who hasn't put his head piece on yet!"

Donald Hall sits on his hind legs and folds his forehooves across his chest. "And you look like a furry who had to mix and match his costume."
Ah, Hawk and Dove, chosen of a pair of Lords of Order and Chaos. And from those descriptions, I'm guessing Hawk is as chaotic as Discord is, while Dove... From the sound of it, he resembles a pony wearing a human mask? 😨 That's got to be quite the sight.

Hank clicks his claws together. "It's got no fur. Therefore, not a furry. G.E.D., dumbass!"

Donald looks like he's about to say something in return, but then thinks better of it. He gets back onto all four hooves and resumes his investigation of Discord's surprisingly normalish home.
I'm guessing the house is made to cater to Fluttershy's tastes and safety.

I turn to Fluttershy. "And this place has postal deliveries?"

"Oh yes." She nods, smiling. "The Equestrian Postal Service is very hard-working."
And phenomenally brave, if the local area is at all chaotic or dangerous.

I look out of the window at the P.G. version of the Warp that's swirling around out there, my eyes tracking the skateboarding banana that's peeling a walrus as it skates past.

Hm. Maybe I haven't cast the net wide enough looking for soldiers.
They'd make amazing couriers, if nothing else?

"Um, I didn't know that you knew any other draconequi." Fluttershy watches as Henry as he tries turning the settee over, only for it to rotate the entire floor panel and start spinning with him trapped in place. "I didn't even know there were any other draconequi."

"Henry is no more a draconequus than I am an alicorn. He's just sponsored by a Lord of Chaos, so when he comes through the mirror, that's now he ends up."
Fitting. I rather suspect Donald - Dove - is more an anthropomorphic pony or similar due to his Orderly empowerment.

"Hey!" Henry shoots webbing out of his spinnerets, sticking the settee to the floor but also sticking himself to the settee. He struggles for a moment, then gives up and settles for turning his eyestalks in my direction. "It's Hawk, horse-face!"

I roll my eyes. "Thank you for your input, Hawk Horse-Face." And then deciding to take pity on him, I create a construct knife and cut him free.
He should have known you'd rib him with that one. The Renegade has far too much Dad-joke energy to be contained.

"Uh, thanks." He clambers up, chicken leg and elephant leg not entirely under control yet. Most of the way up, something occurs to him. "Hey, pony-girl, that Discord guy's got tiny legs. How does he get around?"

"Oh, um. He mostly floats."
I suppose that works. After all, when reality is clay to be molded to you, why worry about synching up to the ground? Honestly, I'm surprised he doesn't clip through large objects around him for the lols.

"Huh?"

Fluttershy nods. "He told me that he told gravity how he feels about laws, and it hasn't bothered him since."
Well, it shouldn't have complained, I guess? It's lucky he only defies it himself, instead of blocking its effect planetwide.

"Huh." Henry blinks. "I.. guess that makes sense..?"

Donald looks up from Discord's dressing table, one of his hooves accidentally puncturing the surface and letting the air out. "That in fact does not make sense."
You've been working with a Lord of Chaos this long and still complain about things not making sense sometimes? 😏

"No, no, it doesn't here. I always wondered why chaos magic just made me strong and not chaos-ey. So I can justwhow!"

And now he can fly float, marvellous.
Well, more than they could on Earth, and this honestly makes more sense than their costumes' tiny wings somehow being in any way aerodynamic... 🤔

I focus on the sensible half of the pair. "Any written records?"

"Getting to that." He picks up a small book from-
Oh, boy. So, guesses at what it'll contain?

"Hfopuaberopitgslfyuhgaerujsdopuf-"

-the deflating dresser and opens it-
Ah, verbal diarrhoea. Off to a great start.

"-poigffhoayrejkhgsfpuhnkfdnposdrjllad-."

-before closing it again. Then he nods. "'What does the book say?'. I get it. The book can't stop talking because the words always say themselves."
The only problem is that its' trying to say all of them at once...

Fluttershy trots towards Donald as Henry tries to control his floating. "Have you tried asking them nicely? I always find that.. usually works."

Donald hold the book out. "Okay, book? We're trying to find Discord so we can help him out with whatever he's going through."
They're gonna have to tie a string to Hawk, aren't they? 😏

Hawk Horse-Face looks around. "Or kick some sense into him." His eyes orientate on his own legs. "Can I kick with these?"

"So I'd really appreciate it if you could tell us anything about where he is." He cautiously lays his thumbs on the pages of the book before slowly opening it again. "Or what he's doing."
Eh, both an Elephant and a Chicken have some impressive kicking capabilities. Trick is getting any force into them while you're drifting.

The book jerks out of his grip and just floats in the air. "Is Fluttershy there?" The sides of the pages open and close a little like a mouth. "I don't have any eyes on my cover."

Fluttershy nods. "Yes, I'm here."
A gross oversight, alas. Although words probably appear in it magically, from overheard sounds and dialogue, so...

"Great! Okay, Discord said that he was going to try completing Grayven's plan, but Discord also said that he was going to talk to the tree about it, and then he said, 'who are you, I don't have a diary'. Which was a bit hurtful, but I've survived worse."

"Um." Fluttershy tilts her head to the side. "Did he come back from doing Grayven's plan, or-?"
Care to remind the folks at home what plan that was? To make the Power of Harmony irrelevant?

"No." I shake my head. "Discord split himself in a lot of ways, and at least three of them came back here."

"Oh." The book takes a moment to digest that. "That makes way more sense than Discord forgetting me. I mean, can you imagine? I'm his best friend!"
...Should they tell him, or..?

"Um."

"I bet he talks about me all the time, huh?"

"He never-. Ah." She turns and trots towards the boom tube aperture. "Thank you for your help, Mister Book, but we need to go and find Discord now!"
...Best to let it exist in ignorance, since it might not even exist much longer after they leave..

"Alright, you heard the lady!" Hawk Horse-Face sort of swims through space with an unsettling degree of ease. I'm impressed with how quickly he picked that up. Or perhaps its natural for his new shape? "Let's go!"

Donald give the book a quick smile- "Thank you." -and then briefly appears to consider giving his wings a flap before deciding that relying on his cloven hooves to convey him instead.
...Now I have no idea what Donald is...

My plan and the tree. Not sure why those two came back here or what happens when we get them back together. Or if that's even desirable. But it would probably help Discord if he could talk things over with someone he trusts, and that's Fluttershy.

I walk through the boom tube and then shut it down.
...I really feel lost now. Like there was a segment we missed... 😒 Then again, when Discord is involved, causality can tend to take a vacation. Too many headaches, you know?

"…tree he particularly likes?"

Fluttershy shakes her head at Donald. "No, I-I don't think so. I could ask the birds, if you think that would help?"
Really? as if there'd be any other 'tree' that's especially signifiant these days?

Perhaps we should just skip this part. "He's almost certainly gone to the Tree of Harmony."

Fluttershy looks as serious as she can. "Oh, I don't know if that's a good idea."
...Gee, you think? 😏 Given its Orderly nature, Harmony might well give him the old 'Rainbow beam of doom' treatment until he goes away...

"It's not. On the other hand, if one Discord did it then the others probably wouldn't. Mother Box."

"Ping."
"Opening a path now, though I agree with the lovely pegasus..." At least you'd hope the others didn't. Or you could find a whole field of Dracoequues statues waiting for you...

BOOM!

"Oof."

I turn my head to see that Hawk Horse-Face has fallen to the floor, while Donald is looking… Shiney? Makes sense I suppose. "Hawk Horse-Face, perhaps you should stay here."
Makes sense, given their natural and empowered alignments.

"No way, dude. If Don's going, I'm going."

"No way boss, but, fine. Don't come crying to me if you're turned into a statue for a thousand years."
Ah, yes. The Renegade is employing them, isn't he? Hope they're getting danger pay for this trip, then.

"I-." He frowns. "Wait, if I was a statue, how would I cry..?"

I stride through the boom tube and into the Castle of the Royal Pony Sisters.
Don't question it. I suspect Discord only went along with the petrification because it sounded like it'd be a hoot when he eventually broke out.

Well, then. Seems like Discord's gotten a little scatter-brained lately. Indecisive. Of two (or more) minds about matters... Wonder if they'll have to find all the different ones or if he's pulled himself together by the time they track him down. Though I suspect Fluttershy mentioning how she'd be rather disappointed in him if he messes things up might change his mind...
 
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