#magic horn

[tenth-sentence]

"By that argument," said Nikabrik, "your Majesty will never use it until it is too late."

"The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian" - C. S. Lewis

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Call of Jalaya by 1oshuart

[fluffyxai]

Just something I felt like drawing. I like the idea of reformed Tempest being like a bodyguard to Twilight or general protector of Ponyville who maybe lives in her castle hehe. So maybe princess Twilight Sparkle's court has one knight now? XD

Idea and design of the armour and horn prosthetic goes to TJPones with this post https ://tjpones.tumblr.com/post/170405728777/tempest-with-a-helpful-little-prosthetic-original. I simply chose to go for a more "magic form" to it than a crystal one.

And yes, don't know if this is what TJ was trying to go for but I definitely liked the idea of a "reformed manestyle" for her like Starlight has, and this one having a few "twilight"-ish elements to it haha

Background: https: //moonwhisperderpy.deviantart.com/art/Twilight-s-castle-background-458798935

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[thequantumlyunstableman]

Talking It Out 2-8 Nov

"If he didn't die, what else didn't happen?" she yelled.

"Tilly?" Jamal asked. "What are you talking about? Who died? Or...didn't die? Does this have to do with your mother? Is she playing with time again?"

"It has nothing to do with my mom!"

"Then what?"

"It's him!" She pointed at me. "He's the one messing with reality!"

"Frank?" Jamal laughed. "How could Frank do anything? He can barely plan a day without someone's help."

"He's doing it with magic!"

"Magic? Oh, so you're just messing with me. Having fun at your old man's expense."

"I'm not joking," Tilly said. "He has a magic horn!"

"A magic horn? Oh, ok. Now I'm totally convinced that this isn't a joke. Because magic horn's are completely serious."

"Look, it's right there! On his forehead!"

My foreheard? I looked down at my empty hand. How did that happen?

"His forehead?" But Jamal's skepticism became surprise when he gave my head a close look. "He does have a horn on his head! Why didn't I notice that before?" he asked.

"Because it's magic!" Tilly told him. "And he's changing reality with it!"

"What is she talking about, Frank?" David asked. "Why is there a horn on your head?"

"It's a long story, David," I replied. "Just know that what I'm doing, I'm doing to help all of you."

"You're doing it to help you!" Tilly said.

"Look at your father," I told. "Isn't life better for him this way? He was lonely and unhappy. Is that what you want for him?"

"What do you mean?" Jamal asked. "Unhappy what way?"

"You were in an accident. Your body wouldn't survive, so we put your brain in a raptor."

"Excuse me? That's insane."

"Yes. It is. And it's better that you're like this. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Then a dinosaur? Yes."

"And, Doc, aren't you happier that your father is alive?"

"Of course, I'm happy my father is alive," she said. "But why'd you call me, Doc?"

"And what is she doing here?" Tilly said. "If David didn't die in the accident, then you never had to call her. And if you didn't call her, then she never made the Quantum Chamber. In fact, then she shouldn't even be here."

"How many times do I have to explain it to you?" I said. "I didn't change time. I changed reality. Doc is here because this is where she belongs. This is where we all belong. We're family."

"But there are going to be repercussions," Tilly said. "There are always repercussions."

to be continued next week

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[thequantumlyunstableman]

Repairing Reality 12-18 Oct

"I'm going to fix everything you broke." I turned to the Sharkwoman and Lu Wu. With a thought, she changed back into her human form. Shayu was breathing again. I healed them both. Tilly was next. She appeared hovering in front of me. "Solid," I said.

I lowered her to the ground and she did not go through it. "What's going on?" she asked. "How are you...?" I held the horn up to her. "You got the horn."

"Yes."

She looked over at the hovering Zlodeyskiys. "I guess you beat the bad guys."

"They sort of beat themselves," I admitted.

"Now, you need to right the world. Put us back in it."

 "Yes. I need to undo what the General did." The world reshaped itself around me. The palace was partially rebuilt, but it was still in ruins. Zlodeyskiy, Lu, and the Sharkwoman were still there, but Mayhew had vanished.

"Where did he go?" Tilly asked.

"I guess he wasn't here at the time," I replied.

"At what time?"

"Before Zlodeyskiy grabbed the horn. I undid everything after that happened. "But..." An idea suddenly occurred to me. "Should I stop there?"

"What do you mean?" Tilly asked skeptically.

"I've returned reality to the way it was, but Zlodeyskiy is still in charge of this country. He's still oppressing people. He's still threatening other countries."

"You can't fix everything, Frank," Tilly said.

"Why?" I asked. "Why can't I?"

"Because that's not the way things work. That's not the way people work." I could see the concern on her face.

"I'm not losing it, Tilly. I'm not going to become a maniac. I know not EVERYTHING can be fixed, but there are things that CAN be. This country doesn't HAVE to be ruled be a vicious dictator. We were sent here to stop him."

"We were sent here to find out his plans."

"And we did. And they're horrible. He's been doing secret genetic research on people. He wants to conquer the world. He needs to be stopped. It would be irresponsible of me not to."

"There are other ways to stop him."

"But this way no one has to get hurt."

"Frank, you have to be careful with this amount of power," Tilly cautioned.

"I know," I told her. "But it would be irresponsible not to. To just let Zlodeyskiy run free when I can stop him, when I can put an end to it? I can't just let it be."

"Of course you can," she said.

"No," I said. "I cannot."

to be continued next week

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[thequantumlyunstableman]

Frank Handles the Horn 5-11 Oct

Mayhew grabbed his father by the legs and threw him off of him. He, then, quickly went to retrieve the horn, but Zlodeyskiy was on him again. Mayhew tried to push him off, but Zlodeyskiy wouldn't stop. The only thing he could do was take down his old man head on. Mayhew began to punch his father viciously in the face, while Zlodeyskiy tried to squeeze the life out of his son.

While they were distracted, I ran toward the horn. I picked it up and was surprised by how light it felt. With all the power it contained, it should have been heavier. It should have had real weight. It shouldn't have felt like a children's toy.

"Stop this! That's enough!" I yelled, but they didn't listen. They just continued to fight. What could I do? I looked at the horn in my hand. I could stop them. I had the power. I could make them stop. With just a thought, I could pull them apart.

Suddenly, they flung apart like magnetic polar opposites. They glared at each other. They looked like they're going to start fighting again. "No," I said and they both turned to me. They realized in unison that I was holding the horn.

"Let go of that," Zlodeyskiy said. "It is mine."

"It is mine," Mayhew growled and started toward me. Zlodeyskiy, seeing this, rushed toward me as well. In seconds, they were both racing at me. But with the horn I could stop them. "Stop," I said and they were both frozen in their tracks, unable to move. "I'm putting an end to this."

"You can't do this to me!" the new Mayhew fumed.

I shook my head. "I'm done with you. I want the old Mayhew back. The REAL Mayhew." And suddenly this new musclebound, reptilian Mayhew was gone and the real Mayhew was back. He looked very confused. "And you're going back too," I said. The monstrous spider-legged head of Zlodeyskiy was returned to his original form.

"Dad?" Mayhew said, seeing his father for the first time in over a week.

But Zlodeyskiy was transfixed on me. "You won't get away with this."

"You mean fixing things?" I asked. "Undoing all the horrors that your have brought on this world? Is that what I won't get away with?"

"I am Zlodeyskiy!" he roared. "No one is allowed to embarrass me!"

"Only you're allowed to do it, right?" I replied.

He started to reply, but I snapped my fingers. "That's enough out of you." And he could no longer speak.

to be continued next week

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[thequantumlyunstableman]

His Father's Son 28 Sep-4 Oct

And then he appeared, but it was not the Mayhew I knew and loved. This new Mayhew was a good foot taller and muscle-bound. His hair was cut exactly like his father's and he wore a stylized Ramstovian military uniform that seemed a bit tight on him. But worse than that, he had yellow reptilian eyes and when he smiled I saw jagged, pointy teeth.

"Now that is the son I wanted. The son I can love," Zlodeyskiy announced. "This son will never disappoint me. He will not whine or complain. He will not cry all the time. He will not run to hide beneath his mother's skirts. He is everything the other Mayhew was not. This new Mayhew is strong! Show him how strong you are, Mayhew! Show him that you are my true son! Show him that you are a Zlodeyskiy!"

"Yes," the new Mayhew said. "I'll show him what I am." The boy swung around and grabbed Zlodeyskiy's face.

"What are you...?" Zlodeyskiy began, but the new Mayhew wasn't listening. He grabbed Zlodeyskiy's horn and pushed him down. Zlodeyskiy fell backwards onto the ground, his four spider-like legs splayed out. His new son stood over him, horn in hand.

"I am Zlodeyskiy!" the boy pronounced. "You are nothing! A freak! I rule this country! I rule the world!"

"What?" Zlodeyskiy sputtered. "B-b-but I'm your father."

"You are the old. I am the new. You are the past. I am the now! There is no room for you anymore." The new Mayhew reached down toward his 'father', but I couldn't let that happen.

"Hey!" I yelled.

Mayhew turned to me. "And what do you want? You think I won't crush your head?"

"This isn't you, Mayhew."

He laughed. "I am not that weak boy. I never was. I am a better Mayhew. One born without fear, without weakness. I am conquest personified!"

"You're letting yourself by molded into his ideals. You are not Mayhew. You are Zlodeyskiy's wet dream."

"I am nothing of his! I am myself. I am everything he is not. Everything he could never be!" the new Mayhew yelled. "He is beneath me."

Mayhew didn't see his father scramble up to his feet and he didn't see him pounce on his back, but he did see the horn fly from his hands.

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