mylittlejamjar | abyss-mal (visual

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Hey everyone,

I know I'm a total stranger to most of you. That's my own fault, because I've been busy burying my nose in books, tinkering with scrap metal, and...maybe I've intentionally avoided contact with others. And I think I've finally realized why that is.

I've faced a horror much like the Pale Pony before, and the only thing that saved me was friendship. But still...in the end I was separated from most of the friends I made, possibly forever. And one of the ones I was closest to, Dustin Brooks, is now gone, most likely in her clutches.

[He bows his head. What he wouldn't give to rip that place apart and save his pal.]

It's hard to keep reaching out when I seem to lose all my friends every year or so. But I've also seen proof that unlikely reunions can happen. So...I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'll try to be there for you all. And if you ever need another mechanic, here I am.

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We'll get him back Billy. Him and everyone trapped in her.

I won't accept any other outcome.

I've been working on my combat ability as a unicorn, but I wonder if that's entirely the right approach.

What do you mean?

Like I said, weapons didn't help us against a threat much like her. We all died.

But I've known since before I arrived here that love and friendship have a power that science might never explain. The love between us resurrected us and killed what weapons couldn't.

I know it sounds ridiculous when I say it. But it's true. I'll still keep myself armed, but maybe the man talking about kissing her isn't so crazy.

Heh, when am I to doubt what you say? Haven't been wrong yet.

As for that one guy...if he stops being an asshole for a minute, ponies may listen.

Or maybe I could start to say it.

I refuse to kiss her, though.

If you do that, the weirdo will bug the living hell out of you and complain.

Nexus scenarios like this one can do that to people. It's hard putting yourself out there when there's the risk of getting hurt, but that's part of life anyway. It's magnified now, sure, but the principle is there. Even so, the classic saying of love and loss applies here.

If there's one thing these scenarios have taught me, it's this: a true friend is never truly gone.

You're right. When I remember them, that happy feeling from their presence returns. It's not the same as laughing with them in the present, and it can feel a little empty...

...but maybe I'd be truly empty if I'd never had a friend at all.

I was like that once, a long time ago. Without friends and to myself all the time...my friends changed my life. And since then, they've saved my life plenty of times, even the ones not here anymore.

It's the memories that count. They'll always live on in there.

Yeah. My books and tool shed didn't exactly leave me with great conversation starters.

But eventually I learned that most people have important things in common, and even I could help out. Wars have been won with love and friendship before.

So...I hope I can help this time too. I'll use what I've learned to connect with others again.

[Oh geez. This guy's reminding him of himself before he faced his shadow a second time.]

...I know how it feels to keep losing friends.

It hurts, especially if there's no way to contacting them anymore. It can feel like we're only hurting ourselves by making more friends and losing them over and over. That it would be easier to just distance ourselves from other then go through the emotional pain again.

But one thing I learned back in December is that no matter what happens, even if we're all separated, the memories of our friends will always remain with us. In here.

[He puts a hoof on his chest where his heart is.]

Even if you make more friends and lose them, that's okay. As long as you keep their memory alive, it's okay to reach out again.

We will be able to save everyone from her. We just have to keep trying.

[He remembers hearing something very similar from a long-gone friend. There's a clear memory of someone reaching out and poking him in the chest...and he smiles.]

There are good people wherever I go, huh?

Maybe there's a place for an awkward mechanic here after all.

Yep. There's more good than bad out there in the universe from what I've seen.

[He makes a nervous laugh.]

I'm sure too. I'm a mechanic too, but I've been most focused on getting stronger and trying to help others than work on projects.

...that's probably what I should be doing. Or if I am going to work on a project, I should do it with someone.

Hey, Tails? Were you working on anything in particular lately?

[Normally he would ask how he knows his name, but considering some of the stuff he's done at this point, he's not surprised that he's infamous now.

He just hoped that doesn't leave a bad impression on Billy.]

Before the Equestria Games, I was working on a fake metal horn I made. I've been trying to study unicorn magic and I figured if I could make a device that gave non-unicorns and non-alicorns the ability to lift things without having to use a mouth, it could greatly help ponies. Especially off-worlder ponies like us.

It uses a special gem with magic properties that produce a form of electricity that can act as a substitute for unicorn magic or telekinesis to be more exact. The horn is only designed to lift things as there's no way to replicate anything more complex than basic unicorn magic.

I've got it to work, but it's got some problems. Mainly, when I tried to lift some bugs, it...basically acted as a bug-zapper and left a mess. So my current goal with the project is working on trying to make it safer so it can't harm anything living when used.

Since the games though, I've had to put a stop to working on it because I felt there were more pressuring matters like the Pale Pony to deal with.

...hmm. We could still use that.

Could I look over your plans sometime? I might be able to suggest a change.

I'm not sure just allowing those without a horn to lift things will really help against the Pale Pony, but sure I'm okay with that.

[It would be good to get another pair of experienced eyes to look over it.]

It's the next best thing to having thumbs, that's how.

I suppose so. You have a horn so you should be able to use unicorn magic.

[Unfortunately Tails still has to use his mouth.]

Right, but lifting things is still useful! It's much more efficient if you can talk and build at the same time, especially if you're working with a partner.

That is a good point. Perhaps resuming the project would be a good idea.

[And here he was starting to think his special talents were useless.]

Sure! I'll give you whatever you need.

Are you SURE it wasn't engineering that saved you?

Engineering's saved me many times in my life. Maybe it was incidentally related, in that an earlier repair earned me a friend I needed.

But though weapons are very useful, they can't do everything.

...but they CAN do everything. Trust me, I know.

Can they love you?

Working on it!

How would you make that happen?

Easy, I just shoot myself and instantly I'll be under the delusion that all weapons love me.

...do you need someone to talk to?

You're the one that asked if guns can love!

...well, that's a fair answer. Thanks.

You know what's not fair? Accusing the genius of insanity. Like how many times scientists been called that?

Too many.

...uh. I'm sorry.

Accepted.

...do you mind if I get that written out?

...uh, okay. What do you want me to write?

'I'm sorry for offending a genius, may I continually be awed by his innovation'. And then you put your name.

[He grits his teeth, writes exactly that, and signs it Billy. Off it goes.]

Does that satisfy you?

[Finger point and nod.]

Now it does.

Not often you find a compliant organic.

[Hello, you don't know her, but she can't help saying something after that.]

I-It...It can be...difficult...making friends...if you think you're only going to lose them. A-And it can be hard...thinking that one day...the friends you do have might just...disappear...

But...I-I think it's...it's better to...to reach out to those you care about...and let them know you care...in case something happens...and you don't see them anymore...

Because...you might regret...not spending time with them...when you don't have the chance to anymore.

...I'm sorry, I didn't meant to, uh...I know it's not my business...

It's all right. I was asking for others' advice.

And yours is really good, miss. Thank you.

[She smiled faintly.] ...I-It's...Fluttershy.

I-I'm...glad I could help...I...I do know what it's like...losing friends...

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