Strife Kind Abstrata: Needlekind - Equipped: Bling Theory
 
Land of __ and Longing (LO_AL)
 
Fifth of my God Tier Ponies.
 
For these, I took that simpler God Tier quiz, (not the take forever to do one, the 15 question one), and pretty much answered each question in character as best I could ouo!
 
Rarity as our Void player this session.
 
How horrid! One could hardly say this sufficed as a land at all, let alone a planet. Upon arriving in the Medium, Rarity found her planet was naught but crumbles and ever growing space dust, if one could even call it that.. it was worse than dirt, once the particles covered you or you clothing, it was as if whatever it was touching ceased to exist, or rather you weren’t sure it did. Something to really take a toll on a pony’s concept of reality. She kept to Carousel Boutique in hiding, entry withstanding, as it should have, assisting Fluttershy in the slaying of imps on LOSAP and using what little grist she collected to achieve her creative quota, which proved much too insufficient for her. But what could she do? Rarity had much to little to work with in her own “land”, and it seemed to grow less and less over time. Her eager server player wasn’t even sure which way to build exactly, the gate was nowhere in sight, but hopefully VERY FARAWAY FROM the blackhole that LO_AL was spiraling into. Albeit at a slow pace, eventually, it would be swallowed completely by the singularity if something was not done, as her server player and space player would inform her. But only if the oncoming darkness didn’t get to her first. In time, she would run wherever her hooves could take her, leaping from crushed landings to shattered mesas aimlessly and brave the dark, fighting off enemies as best as she could and desperately trying to create a way out of her predicament. Unable to outrun the shadows and shroud, she would find her quest bed, anxious and drained, ready to give up. Losing oneself to the dark would hardly be a death, but more of a loss of existence entirely. If any other pony could have seen her in her fleeting moments, they would have called her insane, but a true friendship endures, and the Mage of Mind understood her plight. Deadly Artist Block. There was no dust or dirt. It was all in her head. Before she would lose herself to her existential crisis, Twilight would give the order to the Space player to put out of her misery. In facing her mortality and being swallowed by her own emptiness, she found herself inspired by the blackness, remembering a gemstone she seldom used, but always wanted to do something great with. She would realize her quest, and what her land truly was. Upon achieving the god tier, she would make her way back, and meet her denizen and confirm the ritual. She would utilize the very fabric of spacetime itself, dark matter, and even the remains of her enemies to sew her planet back together. Using her inspired and self-created legendary weapon, Bling Theory, she created a spell to break objects down to their simplest string form and reconstruct them into Onyx. Creating her land and stabilizing it in the orbit of the newly named Black Hole, “Exile”, which, in and of itself, was a part of her land all along. The Land of Onyx and Longing.
 
(Some questing, shenanigans, and a quasar adventure later–)
 
T: Wow Rarity, you and our brave lil’ Knight are so lucky!! I didn’t think enduring spaghettification was possible!
 
R: Well Darling, when one’s a Sylph of Void, Singularities aren’t so scaaaary%, you just have to know how to stitch them up right, no more trouble than a tear in a dress%!
 
T: GASP So yoooou must’ve seen what’s inside a Black Hole! What was there!? TELL ME :D!!
 
R: Ohohoh, sorry darling, but gossip that juicy stays between the Space player and I ;3~!
 
T: D:<!