"You know, this would be a lot quicker if you simply stood still!"
Dementia winced as he dodged another beam of light, feeling the intense heat as it passed him by just under an inch. He was exhaust... View More"You know, this would be a lot quicker if you simply stood still!"
Dementia winced as he dodged another beam of light, feeling the intense heat as it passed him by just under an inch. He was exhausted, his energy severely depleted after a couple days of fighting with barely any rest to speak of. Currently the fight had moved on to the Everfree, which was the only place Dementia's opponent wouldn't unleash her full power, for fear of burning the forest and it's precious contents. As for Dementia's opponent-
"I TOLD YOU TO HOLD STILL, YOU BLASTED PATCHWORK FIEND!!"
-she was still just as energetic as ever. Admittedly Dementia was getting frustrated with fighting Daybreaker as this was the fifth world in a row to have an Evil Celestia, but honestly he was too focused on survival to be all that annoyed. Dodging another beam of light and dashing off between the trees, Dementia took stock of what he had available to him. Let's see, about 18% power, the Everfree forest, and... that was about it. Not a whole lot of stuff he could use, he didn't even have the energy left to open a dimensional rift and exit this reality. Served him right trying to fight Daybreaker head on, he supposed.
"Stop running, Draconequus! You are only prolonging your inevitable death!" Speaking of Daybreaker, she wouldn't shut up. Threat after threat after threat, it was like she breathed menacing cartoon villain or something! Urgh, just his luck he got one of the powerful but dumb ones. At least the smart ones would usually let him live, or kill him quickly and without warning. Prolonged fights were just so bothersome.
"Oh, go bother someone else you flaming toucan!" Dementia shouted, causing Daybrraler to roar in rage and blast away several trees into a fine mist, so hot was her flame. Dementia gulped, quickly diving away as several other beams were fired in quick succession at him. What he needed to do was make a plan now. Hmm, what to do. Ah, excellent, find that blasted tree and use it to hopefully cure Daybreaker of her bad cause of the Evils! It was better than running around until Daybreaker nicked him. That's all it would take to kill him, with how weak he was currently.
Dashing to the side, Dementia began using some of his magic to locate the nearest source of Harmonious energy, immediately shooting off towards it with Daybreaker in hot pursuit. Dodge a tree there, miss a beam there, it wasn't long until Dementia reached the location of the Tree of Harmony, literally throwing himself into the cave as he quickly moved to hide around behind the tree. This wouldn't fool Daybreaker for long, but it didn't need to. He just needed-
"Where are you you insufferable demon?!"
-a few more seconds-
"Come out of wherever you're hiding, cur, that we may show you our wrath!"
-to use what was left of his magic-
"Ah ha, there you are! Any last words, knave?"
Dementia opened his eyes to give Daybrraker a thoughtful look, seeing the intense glow from her horn as she grinned triumphantly. He tilted his head and smiled at her, causing her grin to falter slightly in confusion. "Why, I do believe I have a final word or three." Dementia said, his smile turning into a grin as he opened his arms wide. "Taste The Rainbow!!!"
"Wha-" Was all the confused Daybreaker got out before the two were blasted by a powerful beam of Harmony magic, originating from the tree itself. Daybreaker, for her part, was freed from her issues and restored as a much weaker and disoriented Celestia. Dementia, however....
'Tch, of course I got turned to stone. I was too weak to resist the effects, and I did channel the Tree's power through my body, so I'm not surprised. Ah well, if Celestia doesnt decide to free me, at least a get a vacation for now. I can at least actually rest in this so called prison, and escape later when I've recovered.'
With that thought in mind, Dementia relaxed, pleased to note that the brand new Draconequus statue was striking quite the triumphant and heroic pose, arms outstretched and a jovial smile on his face. Yes, more than good enough for an extended stint in stone, he decided, and laid back in his own mind to rest for now. A rest well earned, as he would wait for his next adventure. The Cosmic Janitor's work was never truly done, after all.
Dementia waits in hiding behind some bushes, prepared to dive on his unsuspecting target, namely whoever was currently before the bush. When the time was right, he jumped out of the bush and tackled t... View MoreDementia waits in hiding behind some bushes, prepared to dive on his unsuspecting target, namely whoever was currently before the bush. When the time was right, he jumped out of the bush and tackled them, which in this case was you, carrying you away as he screamed. "FOR THE COOKIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Dementia walks into town square and sets down a seat, stand, and a sign. Sitting in the seat, he puts the sign up and smiles. The sign reads: "I can predict what-ifs, so go ahead, ask me anything!"
Dementia suddenly lowers down from your ceiling off of a rope, while the Mission:Immpossible theme starts to play in the background. He silently stares at you as he places a large present on the floor... View MoreDementia suddenly lowers down from your ceiling off of a rope, while the Mission:Immpossible theme starts to play in the background. He silently stares at you as he places a large present on the floor before you, then retreats back up into the ceiling from whence he came.
As he rested on top of the roof, Dementia mused on his current situation. It was a sunny day, full of joy and happiness and glee, with ponies rushing around everywhere in eager anticipation. After all... View MoreAs he rested on top of the roof, Dementia mused on his current situation. It was a sunny day, full of joy and happiness and glee, with ponies rushing around everywhere in eager anticipation. After all, the next day would be Twilight's coronation, would it not? One simply couldn't miss a once in a life time event lile that.
Dementia sighed deeply, shifting in place as he readjusted his Notice-Me-Not spell for the fifth time that day. The coronation was indeed a once in a life time event, he would admit. But when you'd lived dozens of lifetimes, you see a lot of those. He'd especially seen Twilight crowned Princess far too many times now, and he just... couldn't bring up the enthusiasm to feel happy for the purple pony. He really wished he could, but he simply couldn't feel happy for something that wasn't special anymore.
Dementia sighed again, his expression sour as he sat up, stretching in place and looking around at all the ponies going about their day. Such innocent little lives, such mortal minds, seeking to understand life itself. What they didn't realize was that life wasn't worth understanding. Better to live it in peace and happiness, rather then attempt to understand the horrors within.
"And here I am, getting all mopey." Dementia sighed, grimacing as he felt the many emotions clouding around his mind, a maelstrom of feelings waving over him as his thoughts turned sour. "Twilight deserves it, does she not? Well, not always, but this Twilight certainly earned the title, so who are we to be dower at her party?" Dementia clicked his tongue, shaking his head as he thpight aloud. "Better go improve my mood by tomorrow, else I might accidentally summon some eldritch horror during the parade. Are they doing a parade this time. Or did they decide to skip it? Hmm, well I guess I'll find out."
Standing up, Dementia dusted himself off and turned towards the direction of the Everfree, his fingers poised to snap. However, his wings fluttered as he did so, and he felt a silly urge to fly instead, rather then teleport as was the norm. Staring back at his wings for a moment, Dementia snorted and shook his head. "Hmm, eager to stretch ourselves all the way, are we?" He chuckled slightly to himself, shaking his head as he flapped his wings once, twice, thrice, and lifted off the ground, dodging around a couple Pegasus who had no idea he was present, due to his concealing spell.
"Need to work on an upgrade for that spell." Dementia mused as he flew, heading for the center of the Everfree forest. "Some addition that causes others to unconsciously avoid me, like that aura that Mr Death has around him. Yes, that would work! I'll speak with him about it next time we meet, oh, it'll so much fun!" He chuckled, a grin crossing his features as he flew, leaving behind the bustling town of ponies he had come to love so much, his previously sour mood already forgotten in his eagerness and curiosity.
I am now going to spend at least the next week figuring out how all the buttons work, and then using said buttons. I can't wait!
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