Letters From and To Equestria

You there? Tell me you're ok, please tell me you got out in time, I mean you are the fastest flier in all of Equestira right? Was it really explosives? I Really hope you are ok. You guys are all I have left that is anywhere near a positive thing anymore. I cant go losing all my friends to. This is just too much.

Brian

Brian,

Ahhhhhhh.... gods this hurts.

Yeah... I'm fine. I guess. I'm lucky that some singed fur, some cuts, some bruises, and a broken rib is all I got. I kinda blacked out after the explosion, woke up in the hospital.

Still kinda lightheaded from the morphine.

I was lucky that I was thrown out the of a window by the force of the explosion. Half the building collapsed, the other half is damaged beyond repair. The actual interdimensional tunnel is in a secret location far away from Canterlot, so we can still send these letters.

I'm glad that I'm still alive, still, someponies weren't so lucky. Nopony's claimed responsibility yet, at least as far as I can tell.

-Dash

Greetings Luna,

I must be brief. I understand you have brought back balance to your land by submitting your sister and her ego. I bring to you a copy of the letter I sent to her and an explanation of why I sent it. I mention that I know of the oppression she has brought upon a specific race in your land. I want you to
understand that I am at severe odds with your sister. However, I believe firmly that diplomacy and a kind hand of gentle compassion can stay the coming war I no doubt sense. I want nothing more than the happiness and freedom of those who have been oppressed. Please have mercy on my plight and words. Look up the histories, understand the pain of those your sisters has enslaved to her rule. I
wish I could go further into detail, but I fear the mighty courage of she who I protect and her people would be at risk and their lives put into jeopardy by my words. I fully intend to find a way to confront your sister, but it shall not be on your soil. Perhaps a summoning ritual shall bring her to me instead.

Hurry and find a peaceful resolution to this. I have sworn a cause of hostilities between the cause of my dear friend in your land and those of Celestia. She must understand the pain she has brought. She must be made known of the atrocities she has committed. She must pay for what she has done. Either through her formal apology and acts of repaying the pain she has dealt with in recognition and submission and whatever else is asked, or by my sword decapitating her. I do not care which. Mankind has an interesting ability to become god-killers and I shall formally investigate this as I attempt to summon your twisted sister. Either I shall die with honor or shall live to see those she has oppressed become free. I cannot stop what has begun and I shall not.

But...perhaps you can. I swear now that if the manner in which to stop this is by slaughtering those who dare stand up for their rights and liberties and freedoms, you will find me to be a damnation upon you and your sister. I will not stop until I own the souls of those who abused their god powers. I apologize
for my tone in this missive, but please understand my courage and devotion to this cause of freedom. I simply write to give you warning of the intent and of my desire as well. I am but an element that cannot interfere in your realm, but what I can do is attempt a magical ritual to bring your realm to me. I pray that events shall die down before this takes place. I doubt you want a madman running around fighting alongside those in your world whom have been oppressed by your sister.

With all Respect and Honor to you,
Drakomis Reign

Drakomis Reign,

Do you even know what you're doing? No. You don't. Your “spell” will fail. Your crystals are useless, and you support the wrong side of this war.

Just know, you helped to kill hundreds of innocent Ponies today.

-Luna

Rainbow Dash,

Not all that long ago when I started writing I had this little idea in my mind that you were better than us. As if ponies were more emotionally mature than humans. Do you know what I miss? When I had that little idea in my head.

Twilight doesn't know what to do. Pinkie is perhaps losing her mind. Celestia going mad. Gig and a few other humans learning magic. Qetuo leading a Griffon army to cause the destruction of ponies and even humankind...

You have every right to be scared. To miss the pony you care about most.

When I was a young human boy, I dreamed of a lot of things. Because I could. You could call me a dreamer, Dash. That's because I was and I loved it. The mere thought of one day becoming something that I wanted to be more than anything else in the whole world. Even if it never came true, I dreamed it. I was alive at one point.

You have dreams too. Be a Wonderbolt. Live a full life with the love of your life. You know the pony who can make that come true? You. I don't think I have to tell you that Rainbow Dash wouldn't let anything stop her from reaching those dreams. Not some "predetermined force" or anything, anybody or anypony else.

I'm scared too, Dash. I could die because of this. Everypony and everybody could. Maybe there is some predetermined force deciding our fate. Or something else that holds the key. There was a lot of points where I thought I wasn't qualified to do anything. But seeing your world and mine just....give up because things aren't looking good, I can't think like that anymore. No one can.

Maybe we're screwed. Or dead. Whatever. I want to try to protect the worlds full of people and ponies that have the ability to dream. Or die trying. How are you going to die if that's what it comes down to, Dash?

You're right about one thing, though. I think we have more information. There's a few humans that might know something about this war and "doomsday".

Maybe it's time I tracked a few of them down.

Take care and be safe, Rainbow Dash.

- Cross

Cross,

That idea, forget it, man. I know the truth now. I've seen it first hoof twice. Once in Stalliongrad, but you know what? I blamed the human world for that one. But today... today I lived through a goddamned terrorist bombing in the middle of Canterlot. I'm laying in a hospital bed, half-high on morphine, thanking the gods that I'm still alive and that I still have my wings, when downtown there are probably a hundred others that don't have that luxury.

There's gonna be war, now. It's gonna be huge, and more Ponies are gonna die. I can feel it, Cross. I dunno if being an Element gives me prophetic powers, or if I just can see this coming from a mile away, but there's gonna be rivers of blood.

And this time, we have nopony to blame but ourselves.

But still, track them down. There's still a bit of hope left, I think, but that hope is running out.

-Dash

Hey Dash. It's one of those letters from Jeb.

First off, how are you doing right now? I hope it's been going good.

Especially considering that robbery. Jeez, I'm scared of what they might do with whatever magical device they have now.

Oh, and before the song and question, I'll go ahead and say that it was fun having that chat on Windows. If anyone else is reading this, and has already seen the chat lists...Well, let's just say that we both forgot to even save the chat log, heh. I should make it automatically save next time. However, it also made me wonder something. Am I naturally hard to notice? I keep thinking that my element involves a Ghost-like thingy. Maybe I'm connected with the Afterlife, I can see dead people and all that? That would be cool. I could talk to my Grandpappy.

Well, onto the food and drink.

Be warned, however. The song and question are going to take a sad turn. Just for this letter though, I would like to keep it pretty upbeat. The song I have is from a video game, but it would be hard to identify it if you didn't know that beforehand. It's a piano piece from The Saboteur, a game where your in WW2 France, trying to defend against the Nazis. You probably know who the Nazis are due to Scherzo's chat with you. The piano is played in a loop, and you would see why due to the state of the situation. I'll give you a video too, which will show the actual gameplay that incorporates the song. The area in which it's played, by the way, is in the last mission of the game, and it shows.

Link for those who don't have the video and music directly;

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DLiy9_D19lU (Video)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LeNv8zlzlV8&feature=watch_response (Song/Tune)

Also, you would ask why I want to bring up a subject like this? Well, I'm not a kid that always focuses on the bad in life, but for a genocide of this proportion, big enough to encompass your race in bodies...I never want to forget mankind's greatest mistake, lest it happens again. So, an Ode to those that suffered, those who were tortured, maimed, burned, slaughtered and toyed with by the most pitiful of creatures. May their souls in the afterlife be blessed, and those that harmed them be cleansed and forgiven.

Now then...Since I'm out of dramatic mode, why don't I make this a wee bit brighter?

I'll give you the true form of that Piano tune. It's a full fledged song too, It's called Feeling Good. Sung by the talented Nina Simone.

Mandatory Link for those who don't know whut I'm talkin about here.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=22kPiPILteQ

Now, for the kicker, the question, the drink of the food. Dah.

Do you think it would be better if we had the ability to travel back to avert disasters? Or do you think that something even worse could happen because we tempered with the past? For me, I would love that ability, but I know in my heart that I couldn't so what needed to be done to change it for the better without ruining everything else in the end.

I apologize again for the downer stuff, and once I'm done writing this letter I'll make sure I read the last few batches that I havent been keeping up with. Probably why I haven't seen the news about the bank robbery, maybe I'd be less Pessimistic about the whole thing if I had more time to cool from it. It's almost my birthday. The real date for it though is on Monday, so I'm just making sure I can see everyone for the party.

Take care,

Jeb.

P.S. By the way, you remember when I talked about Claimh Solais? I hope I haven't told you already, but I looked it up, and in Gaelic terms it refers to a sword of light, carried by a mighty king. It gleamed brightly in the sun, and could apparently cleave the wicked in half. It's old though, like 400 or so years old, so I doubt I could locate a lot of info besides what I've posted.

P.P.S. I'm gonna try writing to Hominus. Wish me luck!

Hey Jeb,

My head's swimming, I lost 20% of my blood, and my rib's broken. How're you doing?

I can't watch the videos, I'm in the hospital.

As for travelling to the past, hmmm... I wouldn't toy with it. It seems like REALLY bad things could happen.

Sword of light? Hmm...

Anyway, happy birthday, Jeb

-Dash

A lot of people are confused with you Hominus.

I don't see why, you are the Lord of the Bridge. A connector between worlds, people, places, it seems to make perfect sense in that kinda view. Maybe you've been gone all this time so you could make a bridge for us. Unless of course you are actually the Lord of Tolls. It's not very likely that your only the Lord of Tolls.. If someone besides Hominus himself gets this letter, answer it as you like. However, if he CAN answer, I want to have a little chat with him. A lot of folks from both our worlds wonder where he went after all.

Would you be willing to speak again, Hominus? I hope so.

Jeb.

P.S. Ignis, if you get this letter instead of Hommy, may I ask you something? There was an unknown race that you created long ago. Are we that race? Because if we are I can see the resemblance. At least in spirit. Also, how I know of you is due to some letter read-throughs, It was either Twilight or Rainbow that answered about the different gods of your world, including what they resided over. If Celestia and Luna exist, why don't you?

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Dear Moondancer,

Here you go, I need you to deliver this to Twilight's house.

Don't open it, let's just say that what's in it will definitely take her down a notch.

Sincerely,

Qetuo

Dear Qetuo,

Wait, she lives all the way in PONYVILLE, and you want me to go and hoof deliver this. Are you out of your mind?

I opened the package. All it is is a note that says “YOU ARE STUPID.” Sure it's in Equestrian, which is impressive for a human to translate into, but still, aren't your plans usually... better... than this?

Honestly.

-Moondancer

Dash;

They are, oh lord they are. Vehicular traffic is even worse, anyone not used to it would probably end up suffering from whiplash after an hour's worth of riding in a taxi cab in New York (finally noticing those horse puns, are we?). How can we stand it? We just...do. I mean yeah you'll get the occasional noisy neighbor which blasts music at ungodly hours of the night, but for the most part they're all apartments. It's very well organized, from an architectural standpoint. And not all of them have living quarters, a fair amount of them (the skyscrapers especially - er, those really really tall things with the shiny reflective sides) are actually office buildings with dozens of companies within them. And yeah, Las Vegas is sort of the odd-mare-out among them - it's a town known for its casinos and gambling, so funky looking buildings are sort of its "thing" as a tourism draw.

Now just calm down about this whole Hasbro thing. There's a famous quote by a philosopher (who was French, actually, go figure) named Descartes: "I think, therefore I am." Obviously you're capable of thought, Dash, irregardless of whether or not through some weird machination of the wibbley-wobbley timey-wimey ball of...stuff...we call existence you ended up being the brainchild of some guy over here, you still exist. You were born, you had a childhood, you have a life - events have occurred to you that we don't even have chronologued over here. You do exist, and so does your world. It's no real consolation, but just know that there's ALWAYS going to be things that happen that defy rational thought and explanation, that science just can't figure out how it happened.

As for Lauren Faust, she was the woman who came up with the idea of the "Friendship Is Magic" incarnation of the MLP franchise over here on Earth. Really nice lady, damn good writer too. Keep in mind that the MLP franchise was intended for kids ages 6-12, yet the writing and animation is just so top notch that even adults in their mid to late 20's enjoy the show. That takes a lot of talent to do!

Firefly was your mother's name? Was she pink with blue hair? Here's an image of her, which was "you" before they had to abide by copyright law and change more than a few things: http://www.moondancerdreaming.com/images25/random/firefly.jpg

It's very interesting. I think I do recall Twilight talking to someone in a different letter about "The Heroes of Dream Valley" or something. Maybe the technology to interact with your world has existed longer than we've thought...stretching all the way back to the 1980's even! The general rule of thumb for technology over here is that even if it's cutting edge, it's already 20 years old due to the process of getting everything approved and developing it.

I know it's easier to say than to actually do it, but maybe dwelling on all of this isn't exactly a good idea. Maybe you should just let it drop? I dunno.

Geh, I gotta go. Dog's barking about something in the backyard. Hope everything goes well at the meeting!

-Scherzo-

Hey Scherzo,

But are my thoughts just the product of a false reality? Do my thoughts refer to anything, or are they simply false references to fake objects? Are the painkillers talking?

Probably.

Lauren Faust, huh... well, I guess she's the one that started this. If you ever see her, say Dash says hi

Ugh, my head hurts, and not just cause it went through a window.

And that's exactly what my mom looked like. Flank mark and all. I'd be surprised at one point, now it just seems to make sense.

I'm going to sleep for a while now.

-Dash

PS: Fluttershy's fine, too. For some reason, there's not even a scratch on her. Lucky, I guess.

Twilight;

Yeah, which is probably why I like it so much! And it definitely is. If we're not physically exploring new lands and such, we're scientifically exploring the boundaries of what we know. I also like Star Trek because it takes place during a time where Humanity has elevated themselves above all the violence and greed that is prevalent in our world. Everything that a Starfleet officer does, he does not do it for compensation of any sort. It's all done for the betterment of Humanity on the whole. Earth's basically a Utopia in the Star Trek universe, and their main mission statement is even "To explore strange new worlds and new civilizations, and to boldly go where no man has gone before." They don't out and out fight enemies unless they're otherwise forced to defend themselves or someone else, and almost all of their ships are designed with deep space exploration in mind. I'm glad you're getting so much information out of it though!

Huh...those myths sound oddly familiar...taking a wild guess here, let me know if I'm right. The first myth is a tragic love story in which the Princess plans to fake her death so that she can elope with the Prince, sending a messenger to inform the Prince of her plan, but the messenger never gets to him and he actually believes her to be dead, and as such takes his own life. Then the Princess awakes to see her love slain by her side, and decides that it would be better to be with him in death than to not be with him at all in life, and takes her own life. In the end, both tribes find the two lovers dead with each other, and that act of dedication causes the two tribes to settle their differences and unite together?

The second sounds oddly familiar to the story of The Aeneid, which was a tale about the Trojan War. The Greeks were fighting the Trojans, who had themselves holed up within the city of Troy. Seeing that there was no way they could properly siege their way to victory, they build a massive wooden...horse...and pretended to sail their fleet away while they actually hid within the body of the Trojan Horse itself. Believing they had defeated their invaders, the denizens of Troy pulled the horse into the city, partied, and while they were all passed out from their partying, the Greeks snuck out of the Horse and laid waste to the city of Troy from the inside.

Here's the links regarding your myths and the Human equivalents:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romeo_and_Juliet
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Aeneid

-Scherzo-

!URGENT ADDENDUM!

CrapcrapcrapcrapCRAP. Okay, don't panic, do not panic, remember Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy, DON'T PANIC...

Uhm. Sorry for the sudden addition, but I've got a wee bit of a problem over here. I was finishing up my letter to Dash when my dog started going bark-crazy over something in the backyard, so naturally I went to go shush it but it just wouldn't stop. So I looked out my kitchen window to see what the hell was making it go so bonkers and uh...well...

It sort of closed up shortly after taking that photo, but uh...It's still a fair bit unsettling, you know? I'm trying to keep a mental note of where it was so I can avoid it but it was hard enough to get an angle where I could even see it properly - if I went around the other side of it, it basically disappeared like it wasn't even there. I figured, y'know, YOU'D be the best per...pony to turn to, seeing as Inter-dimensional Rifts aren't exactly my forte.

It's weird...there's this funny electric tingle in the air around where it was now. I'm beginning to wonder if it even DID close all the way...oh HELL...you don't think it's letting magic from your world leak into my backyard, is it?!

-Scherzo-

Scherzo,

I'd like to talk about the myths but your addednum is much, much more important.

That's a hole in the veil if I ever saw one. Do you know what this means, Scherzo? The Veil is collapsing. More and more holes are appearing and there's nothing we can do about it!

As for the magic leak... stay away from the area. Evacuate your house, go somewhere else. I don't want another Gig or Brian on my hands. For the love of all the gods be careful!

-Twilight Sparkle

ATTN: Pinkamena Diane Pie

Has the Mourning Dove found its roost?

-Entropy

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To: X

Right then, things are getting a fair bit hectic over on this side. Time and Space on Earth is starting to look like swiss cheese, I'm doing my best to seal them off as soon as I find a new one crop up, but they're starting to spread like ants over a melted ice cream cone. Lots of Mana Radiation leaking through as well. Changing the whole Ignis timeline seems to have opened up a whole new can of beans, eh?

Keep in touch. We might need our others for this.

XI

Dear XI,

You think they're getting hectic over there?! HA! And to think, this was my “vacation spot” before the humans cocked it up for the rest of us. Bloody hell.

Don't worry, I got a plan. I don't like using “resets” but it might have to happen. Of course, it's going to take some time to ensure that I don't make things even worse.

We'll keep in touch,

The Doctor

PS: I'm detecting some kind of force more powerful than anything I've ever felt before... It's more powerful than any of the gods.

I can't quite identify it... could this be the mysterious “Hominus?”

Also, just a quick note on the etymology. Hominus... sorta reminds you of “Human” doesn't it?

DUSKBRINGER

WE MISS YOU. WE HAD SUCH FUN TOGETHER.

MAYBE WE CAN HAVE FUN AGAIN SOON?

-CRUELTY

Cruelty,

I do not have time for your empty threats, Element of Discord. Continue to rot in your prison.

-Luna

KINDNESS.

WEAK. WEAK WEAK WEAK.

WHY DO YOU LET THEM WALK ALL OVER YOU? WHY DO YOU LET THEM MANIPULATE YOU?

THE HUMAN BURNED YOUR HOME. BURNED IT TO THE GROUND. WHY SHOULD HE LIVE? WHY SHOULD HE NOT SUFFER LIKE YOU HAVE?

HE TORTURES YOU WITH HIS WORDS. TELLS YOU LIES. TREACHERY SAYS SHE'S HEARD BETTER LIES FROM BEES. YET YOU FALL FOR THEM, OVER AND OVER.

I SAW YOU, AT THE GALA. YOU WERE MAGNIFICENT. ANGER, HATRED, POWER SURGING THROUGH YOUR VEINS.

IT FELT GOOD, DID IT NOT? ALL THAT FRUSTRATION, PENT UP BEHIND THAT PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVE PERSONALITY, EXPLODING INTO RAPTUROUS HATE.

LET YOURSELF FEEL GOOD AGAIN. HUMANS ARE A BLIGHT. A PLAGUE. THEY NEED TO BE TAUGHT A LESSON. THEY NEED DISCIPLINE.

YOU CAN GIVE THEM THAT DISCIPLINE. FOCUS. LET YOURSELF GO. HATE IS NOT EVIL. HATE IS RELEASE. RELEASE IS HEALTHY.

THEY WILL BE COMING. THEY WILL SHOW NO MERCY. WHY SHOULD YOU SHOW IT TO THEM?

-CRUELTY

Cruelty,

No... no I must fight it! I can't succumb to you. Revenge... delicious revenge. They bombed her, Cruelty. The Griffons.I know it... I am the daughter of Ignis... I could destroy them all. Make them suffer...

But no! No! NO! NOOOOOOOO!!!!! I WON'T SUBMIT!!!!! I WON'T SURRENDER!!!!!!

Dear Dash,

Whatever happens at the meetings, good, bad, or otherwise, let me know. I may not be able to do anything about it but it's better to know than not.

I'd like to say you can trust me Dash, but I'm human, and regardless of intent I'd be just as guilt for what's happening as anyone else.

If all of this is because of the popularity; our thoughts, then I'm so so sorry. There aren't enough words to say how sorry a I am.

I'll do as you ask though. I'll keep picturing that tree as being blue. I'm sincerely hoping you are wrong on this one.

It's not much better here. There isn't war but the effects of contact are starting to show. People are becoming... contaminated. The weather is acting in extremes out if the norm. Even I am feeling some of it.
Whatever happens to you, is going to come back and hit us.

I would like to say that despite everything that's happened it has been a unique privilege and, dare I say honour to get to speak with you Rainbow Dash. I only wish it could have turned out better.

I've not yet given up though, neither should you. Call me a blind optomist but so long as there is time I believe there is hope.

--Archaeo

Dear Archaeo,

Yeah, I'll tell you. They're letting me out tomorrow, after they fix my rib (magic is a wonderful thing).

Don't have human guilt, Archaeo, you're no worse than any of us. Keep picturing that blue tree.

-Dash

Dear Twilight,

Of course the solution is the god no one has had contact with in eons. I get the impression this link IS NOT his doing. There's probably a reason he's been missing for so long; why this link has gotten out of control.

Im not saying we're doomed, I still have some hope, but its slim. All I can say, find Hominus. Somehow. There's nothing to be done from this side. If you can't then... well.. let me put it this way. I do not fear death, but I do not relish the idea.

--Archaeo

Dear Archaeo,

I wish I could, I really do. Things are getting worse. The TRIBD Centre was bombed, Dash is in the hospital. She seems to be fine, if a bit depressed... she has “survivors guilt,” I think.

I don't know how I'll go about contacting him, but I'll try.

-Twilight Sparkle

Dear Stupida, goddess of stupid,

Ooooh! The secret service! I'm so scared! I'm not even on Earth! What can they do!?

Oh look at that she wrote in all caps and in big letters. How cute. I can do that too.

I WILL KILL EVERYPONY! INCLUDING YOUR FAMILY!

Look at that. Big letters. Ha. Well, I lied. I won't kill everypony. I'll leave Ditsy Doo, alive. She delivers my mail and I won't kill her family, because I'd hate to see her frown. Everypony else? Say goodbye to them. You may have noticed that a certain guard is missing from your palace. Well, you can stop looking. His head adorns my wall. His innards seal this envelope. I had his hooves and bones ground into gelatin and made into gummy worms. Really quite yummy. I went in for Twilight, but someone seems to have tipped her off in a bizarre letter about a trip to Canada... I will get your apprentice...in time.

Your best friend in the whole world,
Krastos, GOD OF GLUE MAKING

Dear Krastos,

Try. I dare you. Do you even know the pain I can inflict upon you? I can put you in the centre of the sun, fully conscious and immortal, to roast for all eternity.

In fact, I think that's what I'll do.

Prepare yourself, Krastos.

-Celestia

Greetings Celestia,

You are either foolish or completely ignorant. I find the fans claim that you are the one and only Trollestia to be truthful. I will state this plainly and clearly, as I have no desire to defend myself with some being as simple minded as you. The universe has laws in it. You are breaking many of them. When those laws are broken, something must happen to equate the balance that has shifted. I assure you the crystal I have gifted you does contain energy, though your lack of sensing it proves my previous hypothesis about your realm.

Try to keep it close to you. I'd hate for it to get lost and wielded by one of your...rebels.

Sincerely,
Drakomis Reign

Terrorist,

I hope your happy, because your little pet project just slaughtered upwards of five-hundred innocent civilians, including over one-hundred foals. That TRIBD bombing also took out a café, a restaurant, and a school. The Griffon Nationalists have taken responsibility. Are you proud of yourself, Dracomis? Just know, you inspired them.

By the way, at the site of the bombing, a card with this flag on it was left. I suppose it's like their “calling card.”

Look familiar?

Apparently Gilda's personal guard is calling itself the “Drakomis Battalion.” How sweet.

Just know, you're an enemy of the Principality, and a murderer of civilians.

And your little rock? It's worthless. Don't play mind games with me. If it had any power, you would have used it by now. Anyway, it's currently sitting in the Canterlot Municipal Garbage Dump.

-Celestia

Dear Twilight Sparkle

Wh-what? I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you're talking about...I can't stand Canada (with their free health care and superior maple syrup and bacon that isn't really bacon.) Friend of Dash? Kinda. She thinks I'm a wierd, but then again, who doesn't? I'm moderately happy. Saw a movie recently, went to a fair, fired some fireworks, so my life has been pretty good....Oh my God. Someone recently broke into my house while I was a way and sent somepony a letter under my name. Must been to you! They wrote "Krastos" on my wall in magic marker...Wierd, but other wise, I'm fine, so the wierdo who sent you that is simply a weirdo. I wouldn't put much thought into it. Hang on. Someone's at the door. (Not sure why I am writing this out, but whatever.)....Ok, it's a package...full of bottles of glue...Weird. Oh well, never hurts to have arts supplies around the house. Hm, they're labled."Cupcake", "Daisy Dreams", "Dewdrop Dazzle", "Lulu Luck" and "Star Swirl". Huh, maybe they're scented or something. There's a note. It just says "Don't rat me out, again." What's that supposed to mean? Oh well. Good talking to you again, Twi.

Best Wishes,
Ethan, aka EEeetrtraahh

P.S. Know any use for a ton and half of bubble wrap? Lord knows I can't sell it.

Dear Ethan,

Hmmm... Krastos... that name sounds familiar, but I just can't place it right now. I'll have to do some research into it.

But, if you didn't write that letter, then who did?

-Twilight Sparkle

Dear Princess Luna,

Hi.

Sincerely,

King Abaddon: The Infinite Abyss

Dear Abaddon,

Uh, hello. Is there something you wanted to talk about?

Dear Fluttershy,

Search your feelings, you know it to be true. You're dad is a rampaging fire god, and you have some of the same power he does.

You said that you prefer a world of freedom, I can make that happen.

It will be perfect. A world with no laws, nothing holding you back. A world were your soul will be free!

And I know how to make that happen.

It's power. The way to make any sort of change is with power, weather it's the power of words or the power of BURNING EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND!! HAHAHA!!!!, power is what it takes to do anything.

But to change the world, I will need the power of a god. Power like your's.

Don't misunderstand, with or without your help, I will succeed. I'm giving you a chance to ease the transition into the new world.

Sincerely,

Qetuo

P.S. Fluttershy (the croc) laid eggs a while back. now they've hatched!! Here's a picture.

Dear Qetuo,

I don't want to burn everything to the ground... I don't want to give you any power. I saw that bombing today! How dare you!

-Fluttershy

PS: Make sure the crocs are fed regularly.

Greetings Gilda,

Congratulations on your victory thus far. I do hope you are waving your flags high, along with those I gifted you with. Know that my strength goes with you.
Remember that the test of a Great General is not in battle, but how he or she treats the defeated. Understand that even on our side, we show mercy and sympathy. The least you can do is in victory grant those you wages war against the freedoms you were denied. Allow your society to remain dominant, yes, but never repeat the mistakes that led up to your rebellion. The cause of civil war
is to balance the injustice out of the equation. You must become a tool for good, Gilda. Please, hold this to heart.

I have achieved my first objective in gaining the crystals some stability in your realm. I crafted three of the crystals, with a spare one beside me on my altar. I sent you the first with the main spells and in this letter I send the second. The reason for the second is simple. In the beginning of my explorations I did not fully understand the workings of your realm nor how the arcane forces flow. It is entirely different than ours. Where here we barely see any manifestation of our works, in yours there is clearly a result. Therefore I formed a plan. I sent one to Celestia and dared her to use it. I hypothesized that she would not be able to sense the energy I embedded within it and, from a return letter from her mocking my abilities, she indeed did not. I gave the crystal a clear objective, as all workers of the arcane must to balance their intents in spells, that it should gather a hint of her energy and link it to
another crystal.

That other crystal is now in your possession I do hope. With it nothing of Celestia in the magical sense can harm you or anyone near you. This is not to say she cannot use brute force, but the crystals are now balanced to where if she tries to send any energy your way it will do nothing but harmlessly transfuse through your crystal and dissipated. There is, however, a drawback. Any spells you attempt to use or anyone near you, say a hundred yards being my best assumption, will not work on her or anyone near her. However outside of this range things will work normally.

This is the intent. It is not tested, but the intent is there and if I am further correct your world manifests intent far greater than ours. Take it like this. Your crystal is a negative magnet. Celestia's is also a negative. They will force each others energies a part and not allow the energies to do anything
but pass through. I cannot pretend to tell you the danger you may be in now if you have planned for magic using. However I dare say that you are far greater prepared for brute force than she is. Remember that in our world people like myself are simple folk, doing rituals and burning incense to our gods with no expectation of delivery. It can manifest, but does so over time and very subtly if even at all. In your world, it seems magnified a hundred fold, so it very well could be that the range of the crystals effectiveness is far greater than I could ever imagine.

The last crystal, the one I am keeping with myself, I will maintain. It is linked to the rest and forms the bond between them. If one is broken, it will assume the role of that crystal. That way I can be sure if you so choose to use the safeguard crystal I originally sent you you can do so without fret. I do not
want to see any harm come to you, Great Warrior, and since I am unable to be there to help you this is the only method I have been able to implement that shares any relation to any form of assistance from my side.

One last critical note. I believe Celestia has formed together the Gods from both our worlds. However the way she describes Horus, a Great Sun God from our world, is not the way he should be described. Immortals do not age, especially those overseeing the balance of things as Horus did in his time. I have a hinting suspicion that whatever Celestia is around are not the gods themselves but some other entities. If this is so, then the crystals linked together from Celestia and you will be doubly effective in resisting the arcane forces and your armies will be all but invincible against their magics. However, if it is true that these Gods and Goddesses are the ones she claims to be around, then only the ones I worship and gain power from in my spellmaking through requests can undo what I have done. I sincerely hope that Hekate(rough spelling mind you), the Dark Goddess herself that I worship, is not among them. It is through her that only these can fall.

With this, I finish another letter for you. It is good news so far. I do hope the dragons bring you far and wide. I hope your armies conquer and your forces go unopposed. Remember my teachings in the end. A Good General is merciful, kind, caring to those they defeated. It must be this way or the evils that you endured will be repeated and the next uprising will be from the ponies. History will repeat itself if this is not carefully taken care of. Good Luck and many Blessings, Great Warrior of the Griffons.

Your Loyal Follower,
Drakomis Reign

Drakomis,

We bombed the hoofbeasts in Canterlot, where it hurt 'em the most, the TRIBD centre. We lost a good Shah-heeahh in it, but, he died for the cause. Srah-eeah, we salute you.

Anyway, we're planning more attacks against economic targets. We're gonna hit the Weather Factory in Cloudsdale next, hopefully causing a drought that'll cripple the Hoofbeasts ability to wage war, or grow crops. Then we're gonna try to assassinate the Elements of Harmony.

Dash will finally get what she deserves.

Don't think this is about personal revenge, either. My true allegiance is to the Griffon race, however, I won't bat an eyebrow when I put a bullet through her head.

As for your crystals, well, we probably won't need 'em.

-Gilda

PS: Kittywatcher still thinks I'm hunting him down, huh? Hehe. Priceless.

Dear Gilda,

.....well, what ever. I long as I got the eye.

For now, just do whatever, it'll take some time for me to develop anything with the eye's power. Research must be done and precautions must be taken or else accidents happen or you end up with defective equipment.

So....yeah. Lie low, go overt whatever. Although I would recommend laying low for now, while there guard is still up. But whatever, it's not like I'm there.

Although perhaps you can tell me everything you know about Rainbow Dash. anything at all could be useful in putting her down.

Sincerely,

Qetuo

Qetuo,

First of of all, she's a traitor whore. Also, she's claustrophobic, big time. She doesn't handle loss very well, and she also gets really bad mood swings. I've seen her when she's high, I've seen her when she's low. Honestly, she can go from the happiest Pony in the world one day to a goddamn depressed, nihilistic, wreck the next.

Anyway, the attacks will continue, and they will get worse. There will be no slow down. There will be no mercy. The Republic shall rise, the Principality shall fall.

-Gilda

Dear Agent C,

It has been some time since I've last given you orders. How are you doing?

Now then, I need you to keep an eye on Fluttershy, I've just revealed that she's Ignis's daughter and I need top see if there is any change in personality.

Also, pick on Sweetie Belle next class time. Nothing that makes it too obvious that you're picking on her, just enough to make her sad.

Why? It's the easiest way to get Rarity distressed. Especially since Sweetie Belle has also been getting some weird letters from some dude. So she should already be on edge.

Sincerely,

Qetuo

P.S. Try to subtly imply to all the classes that the Apple family is a bunch of inbred hicks. It is your job to teach them after all.

And of course continue subtly teaching things that agree with our ideals.

Master,

I'm doing well, but, why are you ignoring me, master? The Griffon uprising, the beautiful destruction, the death, the blood. I wasn't part of it. I am ashamed. Do you not love me anymore, Master?

I will make Sweetie Belle suffer, and I shall talk about the Apple family and their incestuous ways.

-C

Dear Pinkamena Diane Pie,

Hello Pinkie. I wish to talk to your...better half. Yes, Pinkamena, please? Am I talking to her now?

Hello, Pinkamena. How are you? I know who you are. I know what you've done and I hope I know what you are going to do.

You see, I have had admired your work for a looooong time. We were both imprisoned in similar ways, in similar locations, for similar reasons.

We have sooo much in common!

Look at me blathering like and idiot. Listen beautiful, I like killing ponies. A lot and I'm sure you do to. The great joy of holding a life at it's very edge and then, snuffing them out, plus dead ponies are so useful! Their heads can hang from your walls. Their muscles can be cooked and eaten and their bones and hooves can be ground into gelatin. Their fur can be made into string, rope, and brushes. And everything else can be made into glue! Beautiful, useful, sticky glue! Glue is sealing this envelope. Glue is keeping many thing together. Children eat glue! GLORIOUS GLORIOUS GLUE!

Whoo, sorry got carried away. The whole point of this letter is a simple request.

Join me, my dear. Join me and together we can paint the town red, if you catch my meaning.

Love,
Krastos the glue maker

D̫̲̥̜͙̯̯̳̬̼͈̦̥͇ͩͦͫͨ̾̋̂̉̿̒͜͡͠ͅÈ̘̯̪͈̲̳̳̺̮̘̦̜̊ͬ͛͛̑̌̚͜͟A̷̷̖̱͈̥͉̔̉ͪ̓͘T̡ͮͩ̾ͥͪ̑ͫ̐ͭ̚͏͈͎̜̼̣̬͍Ḫ̶̴̢̟̲̟̮̯̱̦̱͍̰̥̗̖͍̜̜ͧͤ̎͐̀͢
̵̴̶̨̻͉̱̣̦̮͇̈́̏ͨͧ͊ͦ͐̄ͨ̇̂̔̑ͥ͊͊̆̚͟D̐͋ͮ͊͂̒ͨ̾ͦ̊̓̑̀͘҉͔̹̥̹̖̻͈̙̮͇̫́ͅE̴͚̦̝͉̥͇̼̼͙͙̞̰̜̖̝̲̜̜ͯ͑ͪ̅ͮͧ́̔̃̉̅̄́̓ͭͦ͑ͪ̐̕Ḁ̢̮͙͕͖̇̋̄̒ͫ̊̉̈̈́ͫ͋ͯ̐̆͆̔͡ͅT̨͔͖̯̠̼̯̜ͩ͋̆̇͂͊͊́̿̕͢͞H̶̶̱̣͔̤̬̝͇̣̱ͩ̊͗̈́̑̈́̓͊̋́͟ͅ ̇̇͑̓ͥͨ͒ͪͯͥ̽͛҉̟̯̗͍͉̲̯̫̮͕̗̀
̛ͮ͒ͦ̆͒̐͊ͦ̍͏͍͇̙͈̕͟͝ͅD̯̘͚̣̥̱̳̩̳̙̊̾̆ͪͨͧ͋̈́͐͑̌̀̎͌͛̏́̀̚͡E̺̹͍̗̗͚͗ͮ̈́̿̋ͣͩͩ͘͝͠ͅÁ̸̶ͬͫ̌ͬ̎͒̋ͨ͊̏͆͏̜̼̘̜̲̞̼̳͚̲̹͎͚Ţ̂̈ͧ̈́ͣ́̍̔̽͠͏̭̞͓͕̜̲̗͠Ĥ̴̒͛̔͝͏͇̬̹̣
̵̦̬͎̞̖̒̈́̇ͨ͂͆̊D͔͓̱̠͇̥̓́̔ͫ̇͌͋̂͛̍ͬ̓̀ͥ̈́̅ͫ͒̀͟͝E̷̢̢̛̘̗̤̰̻͚͇̹̯ͮ͆ͮͪ̿̑ͪ̈́ͤ͐̂ͯͥ̊̀͗͌̓͟Ą̴̖̦̼̥̦̘̦͙͈͔͎̟̺̐͗̅ͥͨ͆̀̋̈́ͧ͒͆ͫ͋̿́T̴̵̩͍̭͇̫̱̙͚̼̬͇̱̙̑̓̇ͯ̍̑͗ͅͅH̅̓̈́̾̌̿͗ͬ̈̏̈̕͡͏̼̻̳̘̟̻̝̰̼͢
̡̟͎͖͕̝̞̠̦̯̪͍̍̾̈́̎̉̿̄͆͂̌͋̃̀͟D̷̸̯͇͕̝ͫ̀ͬͤ͊̂̓͂̊͒ͩ̇̎̚E̡̞͉̭̞̟ͧ̐ͩͥͣ̎̓̃̒ͦͩͬ̇̏̉̚̕͠͞Ȁ̵̬̫͕̬̦͉͖̣̳͈ͮ̎̀̂͋͊̊̊ͭ͡͡T̛̗̘̮̫̹͇̣̜̗͇͉̫̻͙̣̫ͧ͂͌̐̽̀͜͡H̶̨ͩ͆͒҉̷̡͇͎̥͈̥̲̬̮̫̝̦̱̦̱̝̲̺̳̤
̨̠̙͉̰͔̣̥̬̘̏̾̐̓ͤ͟D̶͙͔̝̱͍̜͌͌̓̏ͨ͋̐̋͘Ę̴̟̬̣͓͖̤͎̤ͥ̆̓̔̆̊̏̂͌̅͌̚̚͘͡Ȁ̶̢̹̟̼͇̭̰̿̐͆ͬ̄ͨ̓ͮ̆̍͑̄̏̏́̚̕͟Ţ̜̟̟̰̮͎̟̘̘̓͑̿ͬ̅͌̂ͨ͟H̸͖̦͔̲͓̖̗͗̅͛ͭͯ͋͋̾ͦ̇ͨ͘

Her Royal Highness, Princess Celestia of Equestria:

While your response was as swift as expected of one with divine abilities, I am afraid you were insufficiently clear in your response to Question 2. Do you not torment your subjects, or do you not intend them to be enjoying of your antics?

With all respect due to Your Majesty,

Daniel Knight

Daniel Knight,

I DO NOT torment my subjects.

-Celestia

To Twilight Sparkle,

Why, yes, I believe "the Veil" is what Equestria mythos have deemed the Fourth Wall. Further, Miss Sparkle, I should advise you to avoid looking into the Veil for the next few Equestrian days. Our top technicians are preparing an attempt to perform the tunneling procedure as I write this letter, and any unanticipated attempts to interact with the Veil will only increase the probability of Omniversal collapse--something we have taken painstaking measures to prevent.

Oh, so you know of Trisha Xiella? The Academy of Trans-Reality Relations was surprised to learn this, as our intelligence only shows you and the rest of Ponyville knowing her under the assumed name "Trixie".

Universe S #17; Ace Inter-universal Metaphysicist,

Daniel Knight

Dear Daniel Knight,

This tunnelling is too risky. The Veil is unstable enough as it is, and we don't need more humans poking and prodding around in it.

Wait... Trisha Xiella is Trixie? As in. The Great and Powerful Trixie? But... She's a hack! Trisha Xiella produced dozens of papers on magical theory! She was my idol growing up! She's certainly no travelling magician!

-Twilight Sparkle

Dear Pinkie Pie,

Hi Pinkie. It’s Kittywatcher, the human who requested you to mould the rubber hand and post it to Gilda.

Because I may only have a few days to live, I must get something off my chest.

I have been a truly horrible excuse for a human being. I have betrayed your trust in the worst way imaginable.

I wanted Gilda to use the rubber hand to rub her own belly, so that whenever the Rift reopened, she would be more prepared to let me rub her belly.

As it turned out, Gilda wasn’t interested. So, out of sheer childish spite, I lashed out at her. I drew a sexually explicit picture of her with Rainbow Dash, with the rubber hand in Gilda’s claw. Then I made five hundred copies of this picture, and mailed them to Gilda and five hundred members of her Griffon Nationalist Party.

Unsurprisingly, Gilda was furious. However, I did not count on her responding with threats of torture and death.

I was terrified. To a human, a Griffon is a fierce and intimidating creature. The thought of being at her mercy filled me with dread. The fact that she was backed up by hundreds of loyal followers only compounded my horror - organized fanatics are the great recurring nightmare of human history. Gilda’s political power was growing alarmingly fast. I had no doubt that my danger was real, and that I was facing a slow and agonizing death under Gilda’s talons.

Feeling so frightened and helpless, I was desperate to scurry out of the shadow I had fallen under. I was so desperate that I wanted someone else to face Gilda’s wrath instead of me. So I wrote back to Gilda and … I blamed you for everything.

While you have devoted your life to the happiness of others, I have devoted my entire life to my own petty gratification. For me to consider, even for a moment, that you should face the punishment I was meant for, cements my status as a coward of the lowest order.

I do not request, nor expect, your forgiveness. I do not deserve your forgiveness. I deserve nothing but your contempt.

While Gilda stated that she has no interest in coming after you, that does not change the fact that I have attempted to place you in danger. I have also smeared Rainbow Dash’s reputation by using her image in the most disrespectful manner. I have been unfairly abusive to Twilight Sparkle in my demands for her help, insisting that she break the principles she has lived by. I have shamelessly slandered you in my letters to Rainbow and Twilight. By antagonizing Gilda, I may have even accelerated Equestria’s plunge into civil war. For that alone, I may well be remembered as one of the most evil men in the history of my world.

In her recent letter, Twilight stated that if I am to die, then I must die with dignity. However, I do not see that happening. I will die screaming and sobbing for my mother, my limbs stripped to the bone by Gilda’s cruel beak, my entrails and ribcage exposed as I heave my last gasps. The very thought of this paralyses me with terror. But now I know that I cannot avoid it. Whatever fate I may meet, however horrific, I have brought upon myself.

I am deeply sorry for any hurt that I have caused you, and for any hurt that my past actions may yet cause you in the future.

As loathsome a creature as I may be, please hold on to this thought; if, long ago, I had friends like you and Twilight and the other Elements of Harmony, I would have turned out a much better person.

May all the happiness you give to others be returned to you a hundredfold.

Goodbye forever,

Ferdinand Penn, aka Kittywatcher.

PS: Oh god, what's that sound?! She's here, isn't she! I'm going to slip this in the mailbox before I die. Again, I'm so sorry.

Dear Kittywatcher,

It's okay, silly!

Y̟͈̤̯̪̖̮ͣ͒̈́̎̅̒o͌̒̕uͨŗ̘̞͇̺̈͋ͅ ̡͙̜͈̟̦ͥb̦̠̻̘̝̌̋̽̀̀ĺ̃ͤ̌ͧͯo̵̅̈ͬͣ̚ͅo̶̞̲ͮ̃̒d̻̲̱͕̻̼̭ͫ͒̉ͦ͛ ̤̠̼͒͊̓̒̇ͩͨ͢w͞ȋ̷̺͆ͪ̃̇ͅl͈̼̙͔̋ͪ̐̊l͇̪̩̙͇͍̪ͤ͒̆ ̳͕̞͇̭̮̲ͪ̒͑ͨ̄b̩ͨ̋o͉̻̩̩̩̯ͫ̉i̢͖̞͙͕̜̿̓̏ͨḽ̡͇̮͔̙̗ͧͤ

We all make mistakes! You just gotta try to make amends. And I'm sure Gilda won't kill you! You just gotta try to be her friend.

Ŷ̱̖̲̫̼̂͌͋́͑͛͡ö̮̺̼͕͔̞͇́ͭ̔̓͢u͍̤̲͎̞͙ͩ͆̑͛ ̜̯̠͖̳̂͒ͪ̈́͠wͨ͗͆҉̗͖̞̖̼̭̬i͛̐ͩl̸̩̩͑̔̄̆̒̍l͔̮͆͡ ̈́̿̓̐ͧ̃̀͞ͅs̫̜̫̹̖̱̄̓̏͊̾c͖͔̳͖̤̐ͪ͋̊͒̀͆͢r̭̻̻͔̄ͣͦ̄̌e̼̺ͫͮ̐a͒̎̾́ͭͫ͞ṃ̲̩̘̗̹̊͒͐͐̇ ̨͔̘̗̠̑̆͆̉͌͂o͛ͭ̓̅́u͙̻̠̙̓̈́̽̊t҉̝͔̲̗ ͓͈̦͖̲̜̽̎̐̃͗̑í͓̻͖̐ͬ͢ͅn̲͈̮̄̕ ͔̰̊a̹̠̦͍̯͊̌ͧͨͭ̅͐g̖̭̅ͥ̽̀ͪͅô̳͕̟̺̓͑ͥ̇͋̏n̰̥̞̱̮̤͇̎̿͆̈̀̾y̋͐̍̅ͬ.̝̆̐̃͂̈ͪ

I'm not angry at you, silly! So your prank went over the line! If you don't go over the line, how are you supposed to know where it is?

Y̍ͣ͏̤̘̰̞̺̼̼o͍̺̯̩̲̎̿u̶̖̲̟͕̟ͭ͆͌̊͐ͬͅ ̶̭͍͇͋m͕͕͖͎̹͂ͨ̎̂̓͘î̢̤̗̺̩̽gͥͪͮͯͤ̌͏h̛͔̲̞̖̰̺̖͆ͬt͙̙̪̜ͤ ̴͓̖͖͔̜̾̔a̴̻͕̘͉ͭͭ͊̄s̵̪͇͗̇͂ ̡ͬ̄ͫw̨̺̺̺̚e̠͓͓͒͆̉̑̊̈́͂͡l̦͖͕͉̬͛ͮ͐̑l͜ ͇̭͈͖̗ͣͬ̏͜ͅkͬ̈i̝̥͎͔̺͉̭͋ͨl̸̗̳̗͗ḻ̙̦͓ͧ͒͛ͧ̊̀ͅ ̘̭̞̻ͪ͋̀ỹ͓͜o̢̬̬̼͓̝͍uͫ͂̈́̔ͧ̕r̝̦͙̜̎̀̎ͫͦs̪͔͈̠̬̟͇̈́͠e̹̩̎͌̂͒̋ͫ̀l͉̅ͧf̷͈͉͔̯͖̉.̤͔̪̥̻͇̞ͦ͐ ͒̎ͬ̽͛̆҉̖̺̬N̛͎̦̺͆ͪ̐o̭̎̀ͦ͋̍̓͑ṫ͚ͯ̿̓͡h̳͉̘̍̈̂͊̒̂i͔̳̓̾̈n̊͒̄ͪ̾̍͏͍͈g̻̙͉͔̀̈́̄̃͊ ̫͔̪͈̖̝̋̑̔͋̏̊ͩ͢m̐a̗̻̖ͫ͜ṱ̮̤̗̺͙̐̅͆ͤͦ̽ͅṫ͆̿̐͝e̞͖̘̦̥̐̏̇͢r̍̊̇̋̈͐̐s̰̙͌͊ͮ͡ͅ.͐̒҉̰͔̥͙͇

Live and learn!

-Pinkie☻♥

Dear Lady Rarity,

We are glad to hear it, Miss Rarity. You may even advertise your boutique as Beloved in multiple worlds, or such others.

It just so happens I have an image of our reconfigured versions of your gowns.

Universe S #17; Head of Trans-Reality Relations,

Daniel Knight

Dear Daniel Knight,

I do say it works rather well! The dresses are all great in their own way, and I'm glad to see that they work just as well on humans as they do on us.

-Rarity.

PS: Have you heard about the bombing? Dreadful, isn't it? Poor Dash... still, she's lucky that she's not in even worse shape!

-Rarity

Dear Rainbow Dash,

So it seems the trophy didn't ship after all. Oh well, we shall keep it locked away in the vault of other trophies that were undeliverable or unclaimed.

Universe S #17; Minister of Awesome,
Daniel Knight

Dear Daniel,

Whatever man it's just a trophy.

-Dash

Dear Dash,

Thanks, Dash. This may sound weird, but the fact that you respect my...carnivorous ways....Well, it means a lot to me, Dash. Instincts truly are a powerful thing.

Don't think too badly of Colgate. These are truly strange times, we live in.

Ha. Explaining the internet to ponies is like trying to explain eyesight to a blind person.

That's some deep stuff, Dash. It's probably best not to think about the complexities of reality or mortality.

These

http://www.abload.de/img/pokefd1r.jpg

are Pokemon, Dash. The one in the middle at the top is the god of all Pokemon. I heard a bunch of gods have been coming in and out of Equestria.(Which, blows my mid, by the way!) Did you see that guy? His name is Archeus. If you did, then it proves their existence...and that'd be kind of awesome.

Hell yeah, it's creepy. I had to spend my vacation fund on a new security system. Sometimes, I just hate people.

Your Earthen pen-pal,
Ethan, aka EEeetrtraahh

Dear Ethan,

Whoa... that's a lot of things... kinda trippy...

As for Colgate, well, it's a bit unsettling. Like, gods know I'm open minded, but... just... why.

Anyway, yeah... uh... It's pretty much just human gods here right now, so I doubt Archeus or whatever would be here.

-Dash

Dear Twilight Sparkle,

Hi. Love your hair. You kinda remind me of someone I used to know... anyway...

We want you to know that you have allies. Luna wasn't the only pony banished over the years - one ended up on Earth about a hundred years ago. Disgusted by the corrupt human society he discovered here, he founded our League to create a new social order on this planet. He has recruited the most dedicated and intelligent humans towards this end. We shall succeed, to make Earth into the paradise that Equestria was and will be again!

At least, that's what the boss told me. You work with a guy for a year and one day he comes into the office with bright red hair and a pair of crossed train tracks tattooed on butt - now that's shocking.
Anyway...

As a show of good faith we've managed to kidnap some guy calling himself Kittywatcher. He fell into a dead faint as soon as he saw our office cat, Mr. Cuddles the Terrible, but otherwise he's fine. We
were hoping to draw out Queto but so far all we've found is two ramshackle robots with signs saying "This is not a Killbot" duct-taped to them. We'll keep working on it from this end.

In the mean time, if anyone else writes in to tell you that human governments are chasing them, tell them to send a post to my blog. We'll send an automated van to take them to a safe location. We'll
get them their lives back once we succeed in our noble quest to reform this planet! MWA HA HA HA HA!

That laugh is... really more impressive in person. I've practiced.

Keep your head up, Twilight buddy,

Billy Horrible, Ph.D.

Dear Billy Horrible,

So you say that there was a Pony on Earth. Hundreds of years ago? You'll forgive me if I say that sounds just a tad... farfetched... to me. Hmm...

So, Kittywatcher is safe, then? Good. I'm glad. And I'm glad somehuman is finally working on catching Qetuo!

I'm glad that I have allies. Thank you, Mr. Horrible.

Sincerely,

Twilight

PS: I'm glad you like my hair!

Dear Twilight

Something is wrong. I feel very weak. I am unable to stand at all, and I have no clue where I am. I was having a particularly vivid nightmare when all I remember thinking was that I wanted to get as far away from what was happening as possible. When I went to sleep I was in a cave in Ohio of the United States. Now all I know about my surroundings is that I woke up in a fairly large clearing in the center of some woods. I have never used that much energy at once, I wonder just how many times, and how far each time I teleported. Luckily I had enhanced my computer with a magical battery, and a magical wireless connection, back when I still thought I had magic to waste. otherwise I don't think I could be sending you this. As for her well, She is almost constantly in contact with me now. Probably due to the fact that I am half dead as it is. It is not helping much anymore though, as she is speaking entirely in Equestrian. Hearing it like this, it really is a beautiful language even if I cant understand it at all. Another thing is magically I no longer even have the energy to lift my laptop out of the case I have on me at all times. I am grateful that most of the animals in the clearing tend to stay away from me though. I just hope depending on where I am that no bears or wolves find me, as they would be less than kind to an injured human in their territory. I know it is kind of morbid to think about when I die, but when it seems so close I guess it is inevitable. Honestly I am no longer afraid of death, To the contrary I actually welcome it to a degree. Even if I were to survive this I have nothing left. My car has already been repossessed, The house I lived in with my family, even if I could live there after what I saw has been put into foreclosure. I no longer have a job, as they don't take well to people who just up and leave one day, plus I doubt they would believe my story anyway. I am also still being hunted by that organization, whom I pretty sure after wasting all their resources trying to find me, only to find a near dead useless me. They might just kill me then and there for wasting their time. Sorry to burden you with such thoughts, I'm just really tired of all this running. Now on to a hopefully more up beat topic yes? Also we talk about me a lot, I think it may yet be your turn. How is spike doing as of late, I haven't heard anything about him in any of your recent published letters. Also how are you yourself doing, well I hope. Well that is enough out of me. I'm tired again I think ill just take another nap the grass here is so soft and nice.

Brian

Brian,

Please... please Brian. Don't die! Just... hang on! Just hang on, Brian! OH CELESTIA, WHY? WHY ANOTHER ONE?!

-Twilight

Dear Applejack,

Hey! I've got a bone to pick with you!

Listen here you little inbred hick, your name is Applejack, your entire family is named after apples.

So here's the thing.

You see,

Actually.

You're an inbred hick and you should be ashamed of yourself for having sex with your brother and even giving birth to Applebloom.

So, my beef with you is.........why is your accent so different from everyone else's? It's not like you live that far from them.

I hate you on a personal level. The word "level" is a palindrome, although that doesn't matter due to your aforementioned inbredidness.

Sincerely,

Mr. Dude. The Man From Planet Plan

Look, Human,

I've taken about all I'm gonna take. Listen here. You can have a problem with me, but don't y'all bring my family into this! I got a mind to hoof you in the face!

My family is from Alabamhoof. I have a Southern Equestrian accent. And we're gettin' a mite tired of all the stereotypes that folks like you are comin' up with.

Also, you've never even heard my real voice, so how do you know I have an accent?

Second of all, I ain't Appleblooms mother! I'm her sister, damnit!

Well sir, I think I hate you too. Don't you be writin' me again.

-Applejack

To the one known as Pinkamena,

So, I hear you're making your big comeback. I bet you're sore from being crammed in Pinkie's brain for so long. Well, if this really is a permanent switch, I think it's only fair that we come to get to know you a bit. What are your plans for the future? Surely you have something in mind. I look forward to knowing your response.

-Sumomo

N̶̨͔̭̭͈̠͑̈́̿͒̔͐̽o̴̼̥͚͍̥̗̲̤̍ͮ̒ͪt̢̤̬̪̘̔ͣͦ́͡h͙̣͉̖̫̹̻͐̈̔̄ͣͪ͐̀i̥̯̒ͦ̓̅̓ṋ̴̷͇͎ͨ͑ͩ̍͋̍g̫̻̿͒͛̉ͬ͒͜͜͟ͅ ̸͉̜̙̜͕̤̙ͦͦ̂̇̀͟ͅc͔̺̮̟̗̖ͪ̾̊ͧ͋̊a̠͈̣̤̒̾͋̇̆̒̓n͂̅ͫ̽̉ͭ͏̩̣͔ ͇̮̺͈̹̑̆s̲͓̞̥̞̠̤ͮ̉t̞̲̼̯͔̻͉̉͌ͪ͑̒̕͜ő̮̳̓̒̇ͮ̔͐͘͢p̢̡̹͂ͮͅ ̶̷̱̳͚ͨͨ̅̓͊͆͐̔͆ḿ͉͙̙̤̤̖̼̃̀̕͝e̢̫͔͎͉̖̜̟ͩͧ.̶̝͈̩̞̗̗͔͈̺ͤͭ̋͐ͮ̎ͨͧ͠
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Dear Twilight Sparkle,

I'm sure you've noticed Pinkie acting strange lately. I assure you, the despairing side that's emerged is anything but her. At best, it's some form of multiple personality disorder; at worst, possession. From what I've seen, the real Pinkie has had to endure nothing short of mental exhaustion. However, I do have the beginnings of a plan...

The two personas have well established themselves as entirely separate mental entities. What we need to do is find a way to separate them physically as well; in other words, get the bad part out of Pinkie's mind and into something else. I'll keep a close eye on both of them; in the meantime, can you try to find a spell that will make this possible? It might take a lot of effort, but I don't want Pinkie Pie to suffer much longer.

Good luck!

-Sumomo

Dear Sumomo,

She's locked herself in her room at the hotel, only coming out occasionally, muttering something, and then returning to the room. She hasn't even visited Dash in the hospital yet! Possession? Like, evil spirit possession? That seems a tad unscientific to me, however, in this day and age, I can accept anything.

Regardless, Pinkie needs help. There's just so much to deal with!

-Twilight Sparkle

Dear Sweetie Belle,

I just thought I'd let you know that in the dictionary, next to the word gullible, is a picture of you.

Also, did you know that your sister is basically a walking marshmallow? Seriously, look at her she's a marshmallow.

You should take a bite out of her. Just sort of walk up to her and bite her leg. Don't worry, it won't hurt her and she'll just heal. (I know because I tried it myself.)

Sincerely,

A Helpful Person

P.S. Aren't you glad that a nice person is mailing you this time?

Dear A Helpful Person,

So there isn't a creepy human... petting... me a night? That makes me feel better.

I'm not going to bite my sister!

-Sweetie Belle

To Ignis,

Griffons robbing things? Since when do you care? I mean, they didn’t stole something from you… did they? ‘cause that sure would be funny. A god robbed by a bunch of mortal!

C’mon, I’m just kidding. Good luck with the rebellion thing.

I’m not late because of my outfit, the other gods are early because they are lazy and they don’t have anything else to do. I have the Hell to administrate, remember? And it’s the same for Chuck. He may be quite… presumptuous, but he does his job well. And he’s quite busy with the whole ‘Gig’ thing. And so am I: I make sure this bomb doesn’t detonate anywhere, since, well, I appear to be the only one able to track him. I can’t believe the others are so blind.

But we’ll talk about that later. I’m heading to Equestria soon. I just hope there won’t be any mass slaughters while I’m off, I hate seeing the Deaths queuing.

- Lucifer

Lucifer,

Shit's getting more intense. TRIBD was bombed today. I think by the Griffons.

I gotta cut this short, I got a shitload of investigative work to do. I'll talk to you in person in Equestria, okay?

-Ignis

Dear Twilight Sparkle,

Ah so you consider Gilda evil? For what? For trying to finally repel the foreign invaders threatening her homeland? For giving Griffon-Kind the savior it needs? For fighting against an oppressing culture? What would you do if we humans invaded Equestria and took your land and people hostage? What would you do? Would you be "evil" for fighting back?

Face it.

There is no evil. There is no good. Only your side and your opponents. As soon as another force becomes threatening it is "evil". Humans do this to your beloved Princess Celestia calling her the "evil" Trollestia. You call Gilda and her Griffon Nationalist Party "evil". And I'm sure the Griffons call Ponykind "evil". All creatures believe their actions are, ultimately, right and just.

Nightmare Moon is a prime example of this. After years of no recognition, she believed that it was only just that she force ponies to acknowledge her beautiful night. Causing her to rebel against her sister. I'm not saying she was right, (that much night and the world would freeze over) but the fact is, she was justified, at least in her own mind. Same for when she returned from the moon. 1000 years is a long time... It was only right she would receive revenge. What would you do? Not what you think your glorified version of yourself, the ever faithful student of Celestia, but what would YOU do? If you tried to help people see the beauty in your favorite creation, but you were stopped and struck down by your own sister! Then this same sister that you love sent you to the moon, with no contact with the outside world, for 1000 years. Would you not feel betrayed? Would you not try to get some payback for all those wasted years?

Would your payback be justice to you?

Just some food for thought.
Silent Solace ༄ེ

Silent Solace,

You know, there would be a time where I would endulge you with your little “independence” speech. But you know what? After that bombing yesterday... well, I just can't go along with it. Any creature that would bomb a public building, any creature that would kill innocent civilians to help her own goals, they are evil.

So yes. Gilda is evil.

-Twilight Sparkle