((CONTENT WARNING: blood, gore, violence))
The hive was unusually cold. Even less usual, it was empty. As Spinneret wandered the ever-changing corridors, there was not a single changeling in sight. She made her way to the dungeon, which conveniently doubled as the hive's mess hall; not even the prisoners-slash-meals were there. Not only that, there was no trace of them ever being there, no remnants of changeling cocoons. In fact, there was no sign that anycreature had ever been in the hive.
Okay, she told herself, no need to panic. Sure, the hive's abandoned, but...maybe they just all went out and forgot her? Spinneret decided the best thing she could do at the moment was go into the barracks, slip into her hole, and sleep until someling came back.
As she left the mess hall, she found herself confused by the twists and turns of the hive. This was odd to her; as a changeling, she was supposed to know her way around. Then again, her sense of direction always among the worst in the hive. She couldn't find her way out of a boot with instructions on the heel, as the nymphs say. This was further proven when she accidentally stumbled into the throne room. Empty. Even the Queen was gone. Spinneret examined the throne; it was oddly pristine, as though it had just received its tri-daily cleaning. Not even a stray speck of the Queen's mane rested on the seat or stuck to the back. She turned back around the way she came.
After several more wrong turns, she finally arrived at the barracks. The bunk holes were all open; any changeling would know that meant they were empty. That, or everyling inside them was waiting to jump out and yell "SURPRISE!!" Whatever. She yawned as she climbed up to her bunk hole, only to feel something drip onto her leg. Could be the moisture the hive usually produced; more likely, it was drool or urine. Spinneret sighed and gave it a sniff. As soon as the scent entered her nostril, she froze. Her eyes widened, her jaw dropped, she wanted nothing more than to shake the liquid off of her hoof, but she just couldn't.
Once the shock wore off, Spinneret took off to check the hole above hers. The stench got worse as she approached it, and once the hole was at her eye level, her suspicions were proven correct. There, amid a pool of green hemolymph, was an empty changeling shell.
Spinneret threw up. It wasn't the sight of the dead body that got to her, but who the dead body was: her brother, Pedipalp. She flew back into her bunk hole and sobbed. She could see the exoskeletal remains of some of her other friends across from her; Prosoma, Ommatidium, Ocellus...she couldn't stand it anymore. She left the barracks and flew out of the residential hive. As the fresh air entered her lungs, her thoughts started to clear up. As far as she knew, she was the last changeling in the hive. Thus, the responsibility fell upon her to ensure the larvae grew up to inherit what was left.
The tearful changeling shook her head vigorously. She couldn't waste time crying -- the grubs needed her. Her legs carried her into the nursery hive faster than her brain could process the action. Whatever did this might come back...worse yet, it might not be over. As she launched herself into the nursery hive, all she could think was how much she needed to protect the larvae and the eggs.
Her hooves landed in something wet and sticky. As she pressed on, crunching could be heard beneath her steps. She dared not look down, wanting to believe the obvious wasn't true. Sadly, when she got further inside, she could no longer deny what had happened; littered across the floor were the shells of changeling eggs, not hatched, but smashed open.
Before she could fully process the sight, an ear-piercing screech filled her ears. Without thinking, Spinneret ran through the remains of her species' future towards the source. Right when she thought she had it pinned down, it faded. Spinneret cautiously continued forward, quickening her pace at the sound of another screech. She skidded to a stop before rounding a corner, peeking out to see a pegasus. Gripped between its teeth, the body of a changeling larva, their head screaming in vain for mercy as a hoof held it down to the floor. A screech. The pegasus gave the grub's body a yank. A shriek. The pegasus continued its pull. A wail.
A crunch.
"I...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." Spinneret repeated softly to herself as she galloped out of the nursery hive. "Why...why can I never anything?!" As another shriek rang out behind her, she fled through the entrance, only to bump into something.
Spinneret looked up. Long, blue legs led to a torso, then a neck, then a head, then a horn. Surrounding it, a mane, flowing, filled with stars. The Princess of the Night opened her mouth to speak, but before any words could come out, Spinneret jolted awake.
She looked around her room, hyperventilating, tears streaming down her face. She stumbled out of bed and to her toilet, kneeling over and vomiting. It wasn't what her subconscious had shown her that made her sick; it was what it hadn't.
The princesses knew she was in Equestria.
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So I straight up don't even know if I know how to do RP's anymore, lol.
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Oh thats easy what you do is you just
"Nya!" *ignites midnight*
//Ask the Mirrorverse ponies!
Yo ask me and the rest of them losers stuff.
#rp
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"Mirror Twilight...are you free for dinner tonight?" Spins winked.
Mirror Twilight: at least someone gives me respect!
Shut it Twilight.
Mirror Twilight:ugh whatever "boss"
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21 hours ago
Mirror Twilight: right now we rest as I don't have a show planned at the moment but you'll be able to serve The Magnificent Magician soon enough! *She'd then pose dramatically.*
*Mirror Fluttershy would roll her eyes at this display*
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14 hours ago
Eh we're literally the mirror opposite of the main six.
Mirror pinkie: what she meant to say is that our personalities are the opposite of our original counterparts, for example I dislike parties and would rather sit and collect rocks. Fluttershy is more assertive, Twilight is a prideful showoff, ... View More
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Yesterday, 9:02 pm
Mirror Pinkie: seems reckless, but I suppose if you're ok with it then there's nothing much I have to worry about.
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Yesterday, 7:35 am
Considering it was part of my training to take down Rasial, this power's in good hands, I promise.
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Yesterday, 7:36 am
Mirror Rarity: that's wicked awesome man.
Yeah I agree.
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Yesterday, 7:39 am
*I eye Mirror Twilight.* And no, you are not getting mine or my sister's magic. Nor my Necromancy powers.
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10 hours ago
Mirror Twilight:I never even asked! Besides I'm Magnificent as I am.
Sure if ya say so Twi.
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9 hours ago
just saw Winnie the Pooh Blood and Honey 2. i need to inflict upon you all the following knowledge:
Winnie the Pooh is Christopher Robin's brother.
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It was bad writing. In blood and honey 1 they went partly with original story of them being creatures he randomly found. Blood and honey 2 is a case of writers going their own direction.
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Yesterday, 2:45 am
Like older brother or younger? It matters to me, by a whole large margin.
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12 hours ago
*Nitroxus would be in a power barrier. Made to keep in his power, as well his brothers. They were free to use their most powerful attacks, without fear of harming others.*
*Nitroxus would snap his fi... View More
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Flem sat by themselves on a Park bench, Crossing her haws [Hoof + Paw] whilst giving a "Hmph" as she tried not to move around much...Due to being covered in porcupine quills. #rp
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A stallion with the face of somepony whose accepted death nearly walks by. Stopping at the last second, however, he turns his head to look at the rabbit mare. A thin germane accent escaping. "Fra... Ma'am, do you need assistance? I'm on a bit of a journey, but a moment to help out is no bother. If y... View More
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October 24, 2024
"Huh, All I was taught about Magick currently is that Magick flows directly from the heart of the caster, And that was were Luna and Tia got their Nightmare moon and Daybreaker forms." She rubbed the back of her head out of embarrassment.
"Also You...Talk alot about Dark Magick... Where are you fro... View More
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October 27, 2024
Shaking his head, "Normal magic flows from the heart, but it's heavily influenced by the mind. Dark magic is the other way around. You take the magic from your heart," He closes his eyes, lighting his horn with the green aura, "Run it through your mind for the actual spell, and run it back by your h... View More
"Wha ?, O-oh not again!" She said, Noticing her marking were glowing once more, It was almost like She had no control over a side of her, as if She only trained her pony side, and never once this other side.
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October 27, 2024
Raising an eyebrow, "Again?" Tilting his head slightly, "Have you nearly attacked vaguely ominous travelers before, Frau Flemish?"
"N-No, It's just...Randomly my Markings just glow, But I can't control it..." She said whilst her ears dropped down, Hinting sadness over not being able to understand her own body.
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Yesterday, 8:00 pm
*Nitroxus would walk by, seeing this sight. He would raise a hoof.* May I ask how you got those quills?
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October 27, 2024
Yes, I know they are porcupine quills. I want to know how did you find yourself in a strange situation? Did you anger one by chance? Or attempt to pet it?
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October 27, 2024
"Fell. Into. Ditch." She said, Not trying to sound rude to the stranger, But cause it was hurting to even speak.
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October 27, 2024
Ah... Well I will remove the quills now. Just bite into this. *He would give her a piece of wood, that was soaked in pain killers, nerve numbness, and healing salve through it. It would be thread with cord.* Just wait a good moment.
*He would start to remove them.*
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17 hours ago
And so She bit onto the wood, Flinching every once and awhile, Too bad there was over like 400 Quills!
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11 hours ago
*I fall from the sky out of a portal* AHHHH- Mph-! *I faceplant directly into the dirt*
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