Dame Trixie Lulamoon, the Element of Magic (
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mylittlejamjar2014-09-14 09:37 pm
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For My First Trick - Accidental Video
"Okay, no. No. Non non non. Uh-uh. I'm not embarrassing myself, again, the way I did LAST time I went to another world."
Hey, is that Trixie Lulamoon? She looks... good. She has more muscle and seems to have been eating better than - just say this can't be the native Trix, the one who spent time starving and farming rocks. Her cloak and wizard hat is still gaudy, but seems to be made of higher grade material, real silk and velvet.
The effect is ruined by her ranting with her back to a scroll, of course.
"This time, I'm going to ask who's in charge and who bears the Elements, I'm going to tell them exactly where I'm from and that I need to get back to my Ponyville, and I'm going to go home. No blinding a Princess! No kissing Lyra, Derpy, Carrot Top and Raindrops! No freaking out and attacking Twilight! Just - figuring - out - what's -"
She notices the scroll, and sort of... dumbly... stares at what she now knows is a two-way video transmitter.
"Merde. So much for not embarrassing myself. Okay, okay. Okay! I am Dame Trixie Lulamoon, I am emphatically not the Trixie you know if you know one, and could someone tell me where in Tartarus I am and who is in charge here, merci boucoup?"
Hey, is that Trixie Lulamoon? She looks... good. She has more muscle and seems to have been eating better than - just say this can't be the native Trix, the one who spent time starving and farming rocks. Her cloak and wizard hat is still gaudy, but seems to be made of higher grade material, real silk and velvet.
The effect is ruined by her ranting with her back to a scroll, of course.
"This time, I'm going to ask who's in charge and who bears the Elements, I'm going to tell them exactly where I'm from and that I need to get back to my Ponyville, and I'm going to go home. No blinding a Princess! No kissing Lyra, Derpy, Carrot Top and Raindrops! No freaking out and attacking Twilight! Just - figuring - out - what's -"
She notices the scroll, and sort of... dumbly... stares at what she now knows is a two-way video transmitter.
"Merde. So much for not embarrassing myself. Okay, okay. Okay! I am Dame Trixie Lulamoon, I am emphatically not the Trixie you know if you know one, and could someone tell me where in Tartarus I am and who is in charge here, merci boucoup?"
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But of course, if you're the native Lyra, you aren't a Bearer. Would it make you feel better to know you were worthy of it in my world?
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[Lyra brushed her bangs away from her eye and it flared red for a moment before subsiding.] As you can see I'm not entirely powerless but I got myself into some ugly levels of trouble.
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I might want to examine you magically. That really doesn't look good. And maybe I can help you with that. Are you a spellsinger here?
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action next tag?
Sure > Action
[Lyra was quick to get there, and she was waiting by the fountain for Trixie. Another one, who was familiar with her. Well that was kind of nice to be honest.]
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(She shudders.)
Now let me have a look at you.
(Her horn flares blue-white, and so do her eyes. What kind of magic does she see? Unicorn pink and Lyra's own teal, but what else?)
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[She sees a glowing orb, a fruit embedded within Lyra's heart. It pulses with power that is almost too recklessly unstable for its own good. And yet there's a corona of white around it, holding it back. Other than that, there's traces of malevolent green, which feels almost the same like the fruit in the center of Lyra.]
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(She blinks so hard it's almost audible. This has the side effect of dispelling her Detect Magic effect.)
Lyra, dear friend, my dear and loyal friend, your privelige to make fun of my dietary habits has now been revoked. What the sunbleached Tartarus did you EAT?!
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[Sitting down in her usual fashion, Lyra clasped her hooves in thought.] Down in a hidden Archive beneath Canterlot, Star Swirl the Bearded filled a infinite labyrinth full of devices and items from other worlds. When I was down there, I had seen from a movie reel recovered that an item called the Helheim Fruit would give power.
I foolishly took it, and became a monster. It was by sheer luck that I survived and didn't die from it.
Later on, I went back, trying to close the door when I found a coffin with nothing in it, save for a glowing fruit, like an apple. It transformed into a lockseed and I used it to fight, to transform into a heroine of justice.
It's strange... It took me a long time to accept it, but after transforming once more into a monster after a dream, and fighting one of my best friends, I saw my path. That's why...
[She held out her hooves and a glowing fruit appeared.] This... is the Fruit of Knowledge. It has the power to change and reshape the world. And yet, I contain it, for the day its might will be needed. I don't know how long or when it may be needed but... right now? I'll hold onto it, so that no other pony has to bear what I bear.
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I can see it lodged in your heart, the same baleful red as your eye. And green tendrils of... something, that can't be good. There's also a radiant light holding both at bay. Not sure what that is.
Oh Lyra, what have you gotten yourself into? Why not just use your native magic? I knew you as a formidable mage, better than me at causing damage if you needed to.
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[Lyra hung her head, twiddling her hooves like she would fingers.] Because I didn't think it was enough. I did graduate at the top of my class in this world, but when I saw the stuff everypony could do... I mean, my power was a candle compared to theirs.