The Journey REDUX (Private with annosrules)

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It was a beautiful morning in Ponyville. The birds were singing, the trees were swaying, and a gentle breeze wafted through the air. Inside a thatched cottage on the second floor, a sleeping cyan unicorn slumbered, dreaming of unpleasant things and places where he'd rather not be. An alarm clock on a nearby bedstand ticked away, the minute hand sweeping ever closer towards 8 o'clock. He shifted a bit, wrapping himself up in his bedsheets, just a pin drop away from waking.
I AM FIRE AND WATER, EARTH AND SKY! I AM POWER INCARNATE! YOU SHALL KNEEL BEFORE ME AS A WORSHIPER WOULD PROSTRATE BEFORE HIS GOD!"
-Me

My OCs
Book Keeper - Sketch Art - Star Diver

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Just outside the house stands the charcoal figure of Match Stick, a fiery haired unicorn sent by request to assist Star with his most recent experiments. He waits patiently outside until the sound of the alarm clock catches his attention, at which point his hoof makes a few hefty thumps upon the oaken door of the house.

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Star backed away slowly from the slobbering monstrosity that filled his vision. He would have hopped away, except that the blue Breezy hovering beside him kept making 'tsk' noises every time he tried. This was the end.

"C-Can't we do lunch!?" he yelled at the monstrosity, who simply roared with such ringing force that he jumped back, his hooves scraping against the edge of a cliff.

Wait...ringing?

"Gah!" Star sat upright in bed, the alarm clock ringing incessantly beside him. For a moment, he took in his surroundings, then sighed with relief. "I-It was only a dream," he murmured. His vision started to tilt, as if he was falling. He flailed wildly, dragging his blanket with him as he fell off the edge of his bed with a loud THUMP!

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After the oak door was thumped a few times, it opened, and an old pegasus mare stuck her head out. She glanced at the guard for a moment, then withdrew slightly.

"You may come in," she said stiffly, and headed inside towards the kitchen.
I AM FIRE AND WATER, EARTH AND SKY! I AM POWER INCARNATE! YOU SHALL KNEEL BEFORE ME AS A WORSHIPER WOULD PROSTRATE BEFORE HIS GOD!"
-Me

My OCs
Book Keeper - Sketch Art - Star Diver

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The unicorn nodded, and followed the Pegasus into Star's house. His eyes scan the rooms he is lead through,staying ever observant to his surroundings, if only to pass the time.

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"Urgh...t-that was embarassing," Star groaned, untangling himself from his sheets and standing up. He'd been having a lot of funny dreams lately. The cyan unicorn, more than anypony else, took dreams extremely seriously, but he was also having a hard time doing that, given their recent content. They had to have some meaning, but it was lost to him, buried underneath the non-sequiturs and nonsensical scenes that he was constantly subjected to.

"B-Better than my other dreams," he muttered to himself as he stepped into the bathroom to wash his face. "At least I've got a break from those."
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"Is there anything you'd like to eat?" Weather, the old pegasus mare, asked the guard once they'd reached the kitchen. She took out a frying pan and a small pot, and began removing various ingredients from different cupboards. Just because she disapproved of the whole situation, didn't mean that she would be a poor host.

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I AM FIRE AND WATER, EARTH AND SKY! I AM POWER INCARNATE! YOU SHALL KNEEL BEFORE ME AS A WORSHIPER WOULD PROSTRATE BEFORE HIS GOD!"
-Me

My OCs
Book Keeper - Sketch Art - Star Diver

annosrules

"Neigh, I am quite fine," the stallion stated firmly, having already taken his fill at the mess hall, though he does sit down respectfully at the dining table. This wasn't a formal outing, at least by the standards of her Brilliancy's finest, but that was no excuse to be rude and forgo civilties.

"I hear that Cloudsdale is quite nice this time of year, ever been there," he asks the eldering mare in an attempt to keep up the conversation.

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"Darn right it is," Weather removed a tray of blueberry muffins into the oven, then put up the frying pan on the stove. She gathered some eggs, cracked them and laid them over the fire. "Lot of younguns complain about it being too cold. Bah! They wouldn't know what cold was if it smacked them in the snoot! Why, in my day, we had to fly in fifty miles-per-hour winds at 10 degrees Marenheit, just to get to school!"


She puttered around the kitchen, and started to squeeze oranges into a glass pitcher. "I'm a born and bred Cloudsdalian, but it's been years since I last visited. It has great sights, don't misunderstand me, but there's nothing left for me there. Besides," she sighed, "once you've reached my age, there isn't a whole lot that you haven't already seen."


Upstairs, the smell of freshly baked muffins wafted into Star's nose. He breathed in deeply, and sighed, a smile on his face. He constantly proclaimed to her that her cooking was the stuff of legend, and nothing she said could convince him otherwise. After one last look in the mirror, he left the bathroom, and made his way downstairs towards the kitchen.

@annosrules
I AM FIRE AND WATER, EARTH AND SKY! I AM POWER INCARNATE! YOU SHALL KNEEL BEFORE ME AS A WORSHIPER WOULD PROSTRATE BEFORE HIS GOD!"
-Me

My OCs
Book Keeper - Sketch Art - Star Diver

annosrules

Match sat quietly as Weather spoke of her time in Cloudsdale. Only expecting a short reply, Match was taken back by Weather's short tyraid on the subject, and for a few moments, Match fell into his own thoughts of home.

Mentally snapping back into reality, Match smells the sweet scent of the blueberries and dough being cooked at just the right temperature, their aroma filling his nostrils and overpowering his thoughts. His body had already eaten it's fill, but the smell had awoken a primal instinct by virtue of its sweetness, and Match reactively swallowed the watering of his mouth. "Now is not the time for sweets, you are on duty," Match repeats to himself in his thoughts.

Hoofsteps from upstairs distract Match from his thoughts, turning his head towards the stairwell.

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"G-Good morning," Star called out to Weather as he marched down the stairs. Stifling a yawn, he walked into the kitchen, and came face to face with Match, the guard that had been assigned to him. He froze, then remembered the reason for the the coal unicorn's assignment.

'I guess I'm just going to have to get used to him,' Star thought dolefully, acknowledging the guard's presence with a tiny nod. He sat down at the kitchen table across from Match, and sighed. The last thing he had wanted was to be in the public eye and be taken note of by a certain group. He'd said as much to the Captain of the Guard, who thankfully had arranged for the incident to be kept on the down low. At the very least, the nature of his special...power was something that the military would want to be kept hidden from the other factions that dominated Equestria.

The smell of fresh orange juice, eggs, and blueberry muffins halted his musings in their tracks. Star looked at the veritable mountain of food awaiting them, and he began to salivate heavily. For now, he would fill his belly with the delicious fare set before them.

"Dig in, boys," Weather said warmly as she set down the tray of muffins, orange juice, and eggs upon the table. In short order, she placed table settings for the three of them; once finished, she sat down between Star and Match, and began to load up her plate with food.

@annosrules
I AM FIRE AND WATER, EARTH AND SKY! I AM POWER INCARNATE! YOU SHALL KNEEL BEFORE ME AS A WORSHIPER WOULD PROSTRATE BEFORE HIS GOD!"
-Me

My OCs
Book Keeper - Sketch Art - Star Diver

annosrules

Match raises a brow slightly at Star's stare and nod in his direction. Match wasn't uses to surprising people with his presence, his years as a guardspony being a fairly formal and showy affair between the few times of need. The thought persisted, nagging at him even as Star had long abandoned the space Match was blankly staring into, but Weather's cry to "Dig in" was sufficient enough for him to shake his head back into place.

Turning to the table with a naturally friendly smile, Match replies to Wheather, "Thank you for offering, but I have already eaten."

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 Weather stared at the guard for a moment, the shrugged.

"Suit yourself," she grunted, taking a sip of orange juice. "Personally, I think you're missing out on some mighty tasty food. But that's your choice."

Meanwhile, Star was contemplating what would happen after they finished eating. The anticipation of having to work with a guard again on his 'special talent' was wringing his stomach onto knots (but he still finished the wonderful blueberry muffin that he had been chewing on). Yesterday had worked fine, powering up a portal from one side of the cottage to the other. Today, he was required to open a portal to a private room rented by the Royal Guard for this specific purpose.

Their request, however, that he do it while relying on description alone was absurd. He always needed to see the place in person, or at least a photograph of it. Even he could see the benefit of being able to do such a thing, but there was just no way of it happening. The few times that he had experimented with it, when he first awakened this power, proved it!

Okay, maybe he hadn't known what he was doing then. But still!

@annosrules
I AM FIRE AND WATER, EARTH AND SKY! I AM POWER INCARNATE! YOU SHALL KNEEL BEFORE ME AS A WORSHIPER WOULD PROSTRATE BEFORE HIS GOD!"
-Me

My OCs
Book Keeper - Sketch Art - Star Diver

annosrules

Taking his mind off of the food set before him, Match quickly changing the subject from pleasantries to business. "So, what are the duties for which my services were requested," he asks Star in a gentle manner, looking him in the eyes with earnest internet. For if he had known the awnser, he would have not asked the question.

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Star hurriedly finished his muffin, and drank the last dregs of his orange juice. Though it looked like Match was trying to be gentle about this as possible, it was also the case that the moment of truth had arrived. So he answered the guard, trying to keep his nervousness down as much as possible.

"M-Mana provision and regulation, s-sir," he stammered, sweat breaking out on his forehead. "I-I'm to open a portal to a private r-room in the P-Prancing Pony. You're supposed to give me a d-detailed description of the p-place, and assist me in creating and m-maintaining the p-portal. That's what the C-Captain t-told me. Didn't he t-tell you?"

I AM FIRE AND WATER, EARTH AND SKY! I AM POWER INCARNATE! YOU SHALL KNEEL BEFORE ME AS A WORSHIPER WOULD PROSTRATE BEFORE HIS GOD!"
-Me

My OCs
Book Keeper - Sketch Art - Star Diver

annosrules

Match looks a tad confused during Star's explanation. Though Star's own nervousness might as easily be the reason as once he is finished, Match grins widely and remarks, "Oh yes, the Prancing Pony Portal. I really need to keep a closer eye on my schedule." He chuckles a bit at his own expense before continuing his questions: "So why do you need all the extra magical energy? From what I read in you, and most other Mark-Based-Magics, a simple portal shouldn't be all that intensive for you." His questioning ends back onto a brighter note as he tries to break the tension between himself and the nervous Star: "Forgive me if I am mistaken in that."

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(basically, the Guard wants Star to replicate his 'power', since it's an invaluable asset to have).

"I-It's not so simple as that," the unicorn answered Match. "I've been working with Professor G-Gauss on developing mathematical equations that d-describe the portal, and there seems to be a difference in the amount of e-energy required for a regular portal that relies upon memory, and one that needs a d-description."

Star paused for a moment to catch his breath, then continued. "I-I can field a fair amount of mana, but the requirements for transportation field which relies upon a d-description are far beyond the amount I can provide. That's why we n-need you."

He looked at Match straight in the eye, though it took much nerve. "A regular p-portal is fine, but it's a whole different story when o-opening one based on a description. T-This power...it's not related to my cutie mark at all."



@annosrules
I AM FIRE AND WATER, EARTH AND SKY! I AM POWER INCARNATE! YOU SHALL KNEEL BEFORE ME AS A WORSHIPER WOULD PROSTRATE BEFORE HIS GOD!"
-Me

My OCs
Book Keeper - Sketch Art - Star Diver

annosrules

Match raises his eyebrows in surprise and understanding as he replies, "
Hm, I guess I stand corrected then. Well no matter, if you are half as prepared for this as you sound, then we should have this experiment wrapped up before tea." He then smiles assuredly at Star, and with no small amount of self confidence, breaking eye contact only to push himself away from the table and ask, "So where are we going to start?"

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"I-In the backyard shed," Star answered. "The Captain wanted to do it in a secure t-testing facility, but we couldn't due to...er, c-complications. Missus Weather wouldn't allow it in the house, so that just l-left the shed."

"I should think not!" she sniffed. "I'm very fond of you Star, but I don't want my home zapped away in a teleportation accident."

"R-Right," Star mumbled. "We should get going," he added, rising from the table and leaving the kitchen.

Well, attempting to leave the kitchen.

"Oh no, you don't," Weather said fiercely, holding on to Star's tail quite firmly. "You're not leaving until you've helped clear up this mess."

The teal unicorn tried to escape her grasp, but it was futile: the mare was quite strong, despite her advanced age. "O-Oh, alright," he said glumly. Weather released him, and the pair started to clean up the kitchen.

(you can advance them to the shed, btw)
@annosrules
I AM FIRE AND WATER, EARTH AND SKY! I AM POWER INCARNATE! YOU SHALL KNEEL BEFORE ME AS A WORSHIPER WOULD PROSTRATE BEFORE HIS GOD!"
-Me

My OCs
Book Keeper - Sketch Art - Star Diver

annosrules

Match respectfully assists the duo, scooping several dishes onto his left hoof and walking them to the sink, as well as whatever else would assist them.

When they are done, Match compliments Weather again for her cooking and gives thanks for her hospitality as he leaves the house with Star for the shed, shaking off a feeling that he should just leave.

"Now before we begin I feel obliged to remind you of the risks involved with what I am going to be doing. I have very little control over my Mana Well, and it can fluctuate unexpectedly creating a massive overflow that will need to be vented. My Mana is naturally attuned with fire, so the results of this venting could leave us both a bit crisper than we began," he says all with a seriousness perhaps unnerving in comparison to his previous tone. However a smile comes to him as he laughs, "But that hasn't really been a problem for a long time, so you shouldn't have anything to worry about." These last words are filled with encouragement for Star.

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"Alright then," Star answered Match, taking him through the cottage and into the backyard. A fair sized shed, painted white with a tiled roof and sporting flowers at its sides, stood in the corner. "It shouldn't be an i-issue if that happens. Worst case scenario, I have an idea or two that might h-help."

The unicorn opened the door, revealing the shed's interior. Mostly empty shelves ran down its length, sporting a tool here or there. A table and a chair were set up at the entrance; there were sheets of parchment filled with equations and notes that littered the table's surface. All of the heavy equipment had been moved to the far end, leaving a nice, clear space in the middle that could just about hold two average-sized ponies.

"S-Sorry about that, I'll just clean that up," Star mumbled, cleaning up the mess of parchments.

@annosrules
I AM FIRE AND WATER, EARTH AND SKY! I AM POWER INCARNATE! YOU SHALL KNEEL BEFORE ME AS A WORSHIPER WOULD PROSTRATE BEFORE HIS GOD!"
-Me

My OCs
Book Keeper - Sketch Art - Star Diver

annosrules

Match smiles and nods, standing off to the side and keeping out of the way. He mentally goes though his past experiences with these sorts of things; what he did right, and what he did wrong. A small doubting part of him kept pace, reminding Match of previous failures and their consequences, though he was no longer so easily dissuaded anymore as to stop now, and so he waits and thinkswhile Star finishes his last preparations.

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