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"I have a question, actually. When you think of a magic duel, which could be to the death or not, doesn't quite matter-- What is it that you envision?" #rp

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"It would be an active battle of wit, should the participants be of equal caliber, I suppose. A showing off of what one has mastered over their opponent, especially of the same school of magic or, poking holes in one's school should it be different. Starting with basic spell, it's always a series of... View More

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The Outsider

"Every other magic system I've recorded has one such spell known as Fireball, and whilst there are more powerful types of magic such as Power Words or replacing the opponent's DNA with Fruit By The Hoof, it tends to be favored. Something about explosions being satisfying to observe." "Which is pret... View More

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Nitroxus Soulspins

I like to imagine 1 of 2 ways it could go down. The Traditional Dual Style, in which both sides will do 1 spell at a time, at each other. Each spell slowly building from their weakest spell is either attack or defense. They can stack buffs and debuffs during this time. Then they will then attack or ... View More

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The Outsider

"From what you've described to me, the first type of duel sounds a lot like something you'd see in a classroom. Turns being taken in order for there to be given proper evaluation. Though! You could argue that the ebb and flow of energy and thought given form could lead to each side gaining more powe... View More

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Inkwelt

Inky doesn't know the difference between a real duel and LARPing and is sure they are one and the same.

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The Outsider

"Inkwelt, you stink. Inky The Stinky. What the fuck are you doing in my house, get out of here."

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Jovian

We both take a heroic dose of our chosen psychedelic before docking. The last to cease throat singing or collapse from exhaustion is the more powerful wizard

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Inkwelt

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The Outsider

"Well yes, that is what we know to be a Sorcerer Duel, and as you've noted there's good reasons for us to not mingle with them. They're weird. Other folk duel in other ways, you see, most of which not involving psychedelics or.. Whatever else you mentioned."

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Stickman, The Normal Stickian

A battle to the death involving 2 Dante warframes, seeing which scholarly intellect comes out on top.

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The Outsider

"You and your warframes, conscious and living beings twisted into a machine's existence. I pity them. However, I'd like to note that I like Dante's collection of spells even if they are quite limited: There is power in simplicity, just as there is weakness."

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Stickman, The Normal Stickian

Yet us Tenno use them to save the Origin System on a daily basis... especially from that void entity in the closet over there.

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The Outsider

"Leave George be, I created him and he's an important member of this household. He keeps the house from expanding too much on its own."

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Stickman, The Normal Stickian

No no, not George. *Points to the big lad in the wall further in the closet* THAT Void entity. The one that gives me bad nighty snoozies.

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Stickman, The Normal Stickian

(Speaking of Warframes, love how I did my base Uriel here)

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Dragonfly

Dragonfly thinks for a moment, the idea foreign but unfolding in her mind. She shudders lightly. "Destruction. Lots and lots of it. I've only been on the surface for about... A year? Maybe? Not long enough to replace what first comes into my head when I hear 'magic'." With a tiny twinge of fear in h... View More

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The Outsider

Zerathur nods, tapping his grimoire lightly with the tip of a pen. "I understand precisely what you mean, this realm is very thin. The weave is taught, a single pull from someone that doesn't know their own strength can rip the fabric and unmend reality; Not even a Demiurge would be able to fix it."... View More

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Dragonfly

A nod of agreement, feathers rustling. "Thankfully, most of the unicorns up here on the surface seem..." A moments pause, Dragonfly trying to find words without insulting anypony, "More isolated than Geode unicorns? Metaphyiscally? All us Geode ponies have evolved to utilize the ambient magic in the... View More

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Biollante

Magic?

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The Outsider

"Magic." Zerathur confirms, tapping on his grimoire gently. Illusionary butterflies phased into existence, briefly fluttering around the plant creature before fading back out of existence.

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Biollante

It food?

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Little Leaf

"Yes." https://youtube.com/shorts/IUNUyatzkCw

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Ink Dreamer

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What was it called again? That sense of foreboding that something wasn't what it seemed? Like a spider it crept along the walls, like dust it hung in the air heavy and undisturbed, and like a cold win... View MoreWhat was it called again? That sense of foreboding that something wasn't what it seemed? Like a spider it crept along the walls, like dust it hung in the air heavy and undisturbed, and like a cold winter wind it sent a chill down the spine of the wisteria mare. It had been some time since the conversation had started with this pale brown counterpart of hers, so similar they could have been twins if not for their palettes. Yet despite their extended conversation and the lack of any servants, her cup still remained full. The eternal dreamer glanced down at her tea, eyes watching the leaves as the words directed her way began to fade from thought. The leaves swirled slowly while suspended in the tea, drifting back to the bottom of the cup with no patterns, no strange behaviors. It was just tea. Plain, black, simple. This sense of malaise still filled her with discomfort. 'It's just anxiety,' she thought. 'We've got wards upon wards and even Luna herself trusts us to handle nightmares now. There's noth-' Her thoughts were sharply cut off as she caught movement from the tea while glancing back up. The leaves had settled. They were looking at her. The clattering of porcelain onto the stone pavilion floor rang out sharply. Her breath came out unsteadily as she glanced up at her mirrored self. What she was met with was a shade of complete darkness, adorned with jewels like stars embedded to its coat. Eyes like hers, wreathed in the green and red of dark magic, sharp and predatory gaze locked onto the dreamer herself. This was not a normal nightmare. Leaping up from her seat Ink Dreamer cast magic to throw the table at her counterpart as the world slipped away around her- the once vibrant meadow gave way to a forest of trees so thick the light could no longer reach the floor. Every shadow cast by the glow of her spells became a terrifying visage, tearing through the dreamscape like wolves as they followed their prey. The shade seemed to always be on her heels though it never seemed to move, still seated, it's body dripping with dark magic as its stars gave way to eyes by the thousands. All of them watching as she fled in terror, her magic only dragging her further down into despair. Ink could only run, and run, her mane flapping wildly behind her, tail catching on low hanging branches in this abyssal forest that had swallowed her confidence like a snake swallows a mouse. She couldn't even see the shadow beasts' individual bodies at this point- they had become so numerous that they were merely a writhing mass of dark flesh and screeching horror that shambled behind her at a pace that made them seem less like a living creature and more like a raging flood. Ink knew she couldn't keep this up much longer, and against her efforts the forest came to a sudden end, running up against the lower side of a cliff. She tried to cast magic again, to teleport, to create footholds, to build a barrier, anything. But either due to her fear, the panic at not knowing what she was up against, or the continuous spell usage so far, the archmage mare could do nothing but sputter out a few sparks as her glow began to dim. She looked back only to be met with the flowing mass of bodies that flowed over her like oil, dragging her into its depths as she struggled to reach its surface until she could no longer hold her own breath. In the moments before she passed out, she could see the shade that had cornered her mouth a few words. She couldn't understand them and choked on the last bit of air in her lungs before the shadows consumed her. --- A panic echoed through the northern wing of the Canterlot Royal Palace as ponies of all positions had been awakened in the middle of the night. Doctors were scrambling to get assistance from the guards to locate supplies, maids were running back and forth as they carried ever increasing amounts of towels and sheets soaked in black, even the day guard had been summoned to add increased security. For the first time in over a decade since the Dusk princess had sealed away the villainous alliance, something had attacked a member of the courts, an apprentice to one of the princesses at that. Luna had barely managed to pull her student out of the dream world before her mind was lost, and the foul curse of a shade had followed them back. They'd managed to remove it, but the side effects had caused the dreamer's lungs to fill with a black bile while her body tried to purify the dark magic poisoning it. Using magic they'd been constantly draining it but it ate through several wooden buckets before they'd switched to metal. It was long past dawn by the time things were finally calming down. The diarchs had called in the dusk princess to raise the sun while they replaced the wards that had broken on the dreamer. Now, three of the five royals sat exhausted in the room of the dreamer who had fallen into a light slumber once she'd been stabilized. A nurse and a maid from her own family were sitting by her bedside while the alicorns talked amongst themselves. Time passed and they each left in turn to return to their normal duties, but throughout the day, the dusk and sun princesses came to visit. The princess of the moon did not return until nightfall and kept a vigil until dawn. The process repeated for the next week and a half with mild changes in the routines. The maids bathed the dreamer while she slept, taking assistance from the princesses when cleaning her horn as it still seeped dark magic even while unconscious. It was in the middle of one of these bathing sessions that the mare awoke, her eyes fluttering as they barely squeaked open. --- "I'm serious, Wheatie, I'm fine. I can walk on my own, my magic is close to being seventy percent of the way there, and I'm not even having nightmares now. Luna can vouch for me, I see her every night along with Mind's Eye for therapy." "Mhm, right. So you're telling me, that the mare who almost *died* in her sleep, while literally down the hall from the Goddess of the Night, and being the most skilled dream magic user in the past millenium aside from her majesty herself, is fine after a few days of talking things out. Luna above, Ink you still flinch when you see your own shadow move." Ink winced at the comment from her longest held friend, not because it was harsh, but because she knew it was true. There was no hiding from what could be plainly seen frequently throughout the day. "I'm getting better, really!" She tried to smooth things over as she smiled, her braided but slightly unkempt mane and loose robes only helping to sell herself as a patient. "You can come with me, just, let me walk through the palace gardens, at least the open pavilion at the entrance even if we can't visit the lake in the middle. I want to sit by the fountains. I can't use magic per the doctor's orders," she chided before leaning in close with her eyes wide. "And if I have to read another of your romance books you keep pawning off on me, I will genuinely lose my mind to tartarus." "..."After contemplating the less than appealing thought of the mare following through with that, Golden Wheat sighed in defeat and hung her head. "Fine, we can go to the gardens, but only until lunch, then we're coming back to this wing where they've assigned additional support for you." Ink smiled as she followed after Wheat, the two making their way towards the gardens flanked by two day guards who actually got close to Ink's towering height. #rp

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// At some point when I get my PC back, I need to draw all my sonas in the iconic "Family Guy Death Pose", because ho boy- that's going to be how I'm feeling for a long while given everything that's g... View More

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//The longer I look at this to map the anatomy the more bewildered I become

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Hello world! Still very new and getting my account all set up but I’m excited to meet new ponies and make friends!:pinkie:

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Wowzers! Hello and welcome. Glad you’re here.

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June 8, 2026 1:12 pm

Remember to eat your protein and get enough fiber. Especially fiber. Blackberries are a great source of fiber as is edamame which is also packed with protein.

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Ice Wisp

6oz of blackberries has roughly 9g of fiber for 70~cal 30g of dry roasted edamame has roughly 6g of fiber, 14g of protein for 120~cal 454g of cauliflower (steamed) has roughly 11g of fiber for 105 calories

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