Equestria Divided Retold

@Cerebrate19  
If he intends to destroy, then i must pay him mind.

@Jinx  
“hmm.”
 
he turned in the direction of the everfree and let loose what Grimm understood as a set of questions, some of the noise too low for ears of anyone not a thanator, a while later a reply echoed to them, he ahd asked behemoths intentions, and the reply was, the thanator of everfree don’t know.

@Cerebrate19  
I see a new one has taken my place. Good. The balance must be kept.

@Jinx  
“they do what they must, if you are to lead them again it will be over someone’s dead body, as you know.”

@Cerebrate19  
As it should be. There are those seeking my life already, but theyll have to work much harder to claim it.

@Cerebrate19  
The ghostling would start hopping away as he heard nothing but Silence. He would then hop over to a tree sitting on a sturdy branch trying to understand what they were talking about Before falling asleep…. Even though he wasn’t tired , He Would appear within a battleground somewhere but…There was old weaponry scattered around along with armor. He shouted for angel to tell him where he was but no response. ————— (Ok, Typing on a Ps4 is extremely difficult) Dyspo suddenly looked around Spotting three armies…One of ponies, one of dark creature’s, And One of…Ghostling’s ? He would then try waking himself up to no avail… He then tried hiding inside a castle that was half destroyed, Apon hearing two cries of foal’s he followed them finding a dead mare holding two Foal alicorn’s. One white. The other a Blue - Ish color

@Background Pony #D3EB  
there was no telling what was going on, was this the past, or a vision of the future, in any case the foals could not stay there.

@Jinx  
“you could probably even give uncle one eye trouble, but he’s not interested in leading.”

@Cerebrate19  
He should be no issues, though an excellent advisor.

@Jinx  
“heh, if you want to take it up with him, scream to be heard.”

@Cerebrate19  
I might just. Though i think its time i return to my changelings.
 
she leaned in and pressed her head to his for a moment before standing

@Jinx  
“inform that pony that the next one that scares away my food replaces it, regardless of who it is… you know our ways, but informing your servants is your responsibility.”

@Cerebrate19  
Hes not exactly my servant, but i will inform him. Be safe.

@Cerebrate19  

@Jinx  
“i’d say you too, but you ARE the danger.”
 
 
@Background Pony #D3EB  
this was getting to be positively surreal.

@Cerebrate19  
with that, she walked away

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Eventually no longer comatose, Horace remains laying upright on the ground, peculiarly with his hooves occasionally fidgeting around suddenly and purposelessly, despite attempts to stand back up.
 
As changelings assist him up, he promptly stumbles over, as if his perfectly mended legs were made of jelly, and despite his limb-movements seeming almost painfully stiff, while his back takes on an unusually forced arch, as if physically braced.

@Cerebrate19  
“Wha…. Other me! Did…..Did you see any of that !?” He shouted frantically while falling out of the tree.

@Coriolanus  
“oh yeah, pony brains need to catch up with their bodies… that may take a bit.”
 
@Background Pony #D3EB  
“no… and for the last time stop snorting joke dust.”

@Cerebrate19  
“You Didn’t see Any of That !? It felt so real…..I think…. I think I might Have found out the true Reason….Towards why The two princesses choose me to give their fento to, and i think they might still be alive.” He said to himself before running back to his owner. @Coriolanus  
Meanwhile a Strange figure in the Distance began to spy on Ezra…But it had a offer to join their house, It also appeared that Dyspo wasn’t the only Ghostling around…*

@Cerebrate19  
After a few moments of attempting to stand again, Horace springs up suddenly, then bizarrely hobbles away as fast as he can from the changelings, the entire time having not said a word since awakening.
 
 
@Background Pony #D3EB
 
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The stranger would find a wayward equestrian in rags; when approached, Horace brandishes out a pistol, pointing it sometimes at the stranger, but just as well waving it in the air and swinging it around himself, as if suddenly forgetting he’s holding it while gesticulating to a debate heard only in his head.
 
Eventually, he continues in his odd staggering gait headed toward, and soon reaching in the far distance, what would appear to be a levitating battleship anchored near to the ground. Below it, Cephei directs technicians in the process of mounting a large electromagnetic ring to beneath the vessel…
 
Cephei, confronting Horace as he’s found trying to pull the attention of fleet commandos present:
 
“…What happened to you? Why’re your clothes all tattered?”
 
 
Horace: Motions to his by now missing prosthetic lost while wandering. “Alright, so it’s not there anymore, what?”
 
 
Cephei: “Uhm… sir, we were about to set off to begin the survey, but do you need something we can assist you with?”
 
 
Horace: “Aw, this one with all the legs still says he can help me, you love him… The leg’s gone-it’s gone! If you wanna go find it, you can go back out there and look for it! But first you’ll turn this ship around to raze away that eyesore,” Gesturing wildly back toward the verdant valley he’d come from. “-and then I’m gone from this!”
 
 
Cephei: “Sir, whatever it is, I think you’ve undergone much recently. We just want you to rest.”
 
 
Horace: “I don’t need rest, I need that place gone!” By now, he’s drawn his only pistol out again. As commandos present close in and detain their former-commander, it becomes immediately apparent that the gun isn’t even loaded after he pulls its trigger while struggling. Horace is then carried away after sedated by a CHCl ₃-soaked cloth, then confined in an officer’s quarters for now made vacant for him to remain alone in.
 
 
Back outside below the vessel, Cephei paces in perplexity, wondering at what point during Horace’s travels could something have happened to him. Eventually though, he encounters the trailing ghostling stranger that had tried to conversate with Horace back in the Colterado headwaters valley.

@Coriolanus  
“hey slow down there earthborn, you’re tripping over your own hooves and i just put them back together.”

@Cerebrate19 @Background Pony #D3EB  
Left to awaken by himself, the uncontrollable trembling in Horace’s limbs soon progresses across his whole body. By the time morphine is given to calm his nerves, it’s impossible for him to swallow them in pill-form, and so instead is administered by a doctor’s syringe while an assisting juggernaut holds part of him still.
 
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As the airship takes off to begin surveying the western edge of the Frontier for changeling artifacts, Cephei and the ghostling-stranger bring their conversation to aboard an autogyro following the vessel.

@Coriolanus  
Most of the time This stranger spoke in a form of Ancient Ghast - Ancient Equestrian. Before quickly learning modern Equestrian “I have a Question Stallion… And intel to give around. If you let me join in this…. Charade of a Flying object” He said in a cold tone of voice along with his own Version of A stare…