Re: FoE: RP The Infinity

[Ironmonger]

((I have a few of mine that aren't mebait, but you guys probably wouldn't recognize them, except for Dready. Anything dreadnought-like is mebait, because robots are awesome. EDIT: I can't words today. I hope some that actually makes sense.))

[Aonee]

"Huh.  I thought the memory would've been longer. I could get more of them, if you'd like."

[Guest]

"Got one of you doing dash?" She sighed. "Or one that's lasts three hours?"

[Tytan]

"I got one for you," she said quietly.

[Ironmonger]

((I forgot to mention that Eagle has a lot of tattoos. Her eyes are outlined with black ink, and each has a small, curved black spike at the bottom-rear of her eyes that sweeps back.))

Eagle Eyes allowed herself a small smile at the luxury around her, but then she realized that no one seemed to be around. "Hello?" She said in a soft, almost innocent voice.

[Aonee]

"I got a couple others I could share as well. "

[Tytan]

"Good day miss. May I be of Service?"

[Guest]

"You two decide." She said indifferently.

[Tytan]

She turned to Aon, "You're going to show her what you want her to see. I'll show her what she needs to see."

[Aonee]

Aon nods. "I can show her later if I need to. Here." He hands her the Collector. 

[Ironmonger]

A small gasp of surprise escaped Eagle's lips, and her face was one of surprise at the sudden appearance of the strange stallion. However, her shock quickly faded, and she put on a small smile to turn up the charm. "Hello, handsome. Where am I?" She asked in a smooth voice.

[Tytan]

Captain doesn't noticeably react to the complement, "You're aboard the Infinity. Simply put she's a vessel that is everywhere and everywhen throughout all of history. We exist to give a place of rest to those who need it and a place to find what one needs."

[Tytan]

Clock graciously takes the recollector, "Thanks."

She leaves and returns about a half hour later with a fresh memory orb and the device. She walks over to Red and prepares to put it on her head, "You probably won't like this, but I hope you understand."

Clock put the device on her head.

***

Clock is looking at herself in a mirror, "Hi. This is a little weird, talking to myself and all, but you'll be looking at this in a few minutes. I've never used one of these things before but I think I know what to do."

Clock is quiet for a second, "... I just realized I don't know what your name is. You might've told me, but I forgot it. And here I am about to bare my soul."

"I know you don't owe me anything, but could you keep what you're about to see to yourself? It's really personal. I could threaten you, say I'll gut you like a fish or something just as contrived but I won't. Just... just please understand what I'm trying to tell you," a few tears have formed in the corners of her eyes and she wiped them away.

Clock takes a moment to collect herself, "Alright... Let's start at the beginning."

Suddenly Clock isn't looking at herself in the mirror. She sitting at a campfire. She's also much younger, barely old enough for a cutie mark. Around the fire are some other ponies, but Clock isn't looking at them, she's looking at the couple right next to her. There's a kindly looking stallion nuzzling a mare that looks an awful lot like a slightly older Clock. He mane isn't quite as long and her coat much paler, almost white. The couple are whispering to one another and giggling.

Clock is smiling.

Clock's older now. Somewhere in her teens. She's sitting in the hall of what looks like some sort of clinic. She's stares at her hooves for the longest time before the door across from her opens and the kindly buck walks out. He has a few more grey hairs than he used to have. His eyes don't meet hers as he walks across the hall to stand in front of her. When his eyes finally meet hers he tries to say something, his jaw works like he's trying to form words, but he just buries his face in her neck and cries.

Clock is crying.

Clock is a little older, not by much. One of the ponies that had been sitting around the fire has shaken her awake. He's telling her that her father is gone. She runs over to a rucksack that must belong to her dad. A few of his belongings are gone, but he left a note behind. It says, 'I'm sorry.'

Clock is depressed.

What followed was a montage of moments. Drinking, stallions, mares, both, neither. The one thing that was constant was her drinking. She was always some level of inebriated, and the next day she'd be vomiting it all back up. But one day she notices something. Her stomach is getting bigger. She sobers up a bit and runs a few tests. She's surprised by the results, and when she finds them out she tosses away every bottle she has.

Clock is pregnant.

Clock spends months preparing for her child. Reading, buying clothes and toys, looking for a place to settle. One day her water breaks. The following memories are a haze of pain and despair. When it finally clears her muzzle is stained with tears and she's on her knees in front of a tiny fresh grave. She curses the sky, she curses the wasteland, she curses the princess', but most of all she curses herself. She has a knife in her hooves, the blade is damaged from carving her childs name in stone, but it's still sharp enough to do what she wants to do. But before she can bring the blade across her neck another hoof wrestles it away from her. It was the same pony that had told her her father had left.

Clock was suicidal.

Clock was looking at herself in the mirror again. Tears streamed down her face and her voice wavered, "I... I'm not sure why she died. But I'm almost completely sure it was FAS... Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. She died because I was an alcoholic. She died because I couldn't deal with my own shit. I'm sorry. I-I hope this is what you needed to see."

***

The memory ended.

[Guest]

The raider came to happy she wasn't flooded over with nausea or pain this time, but she remained quiet. The young mare had been pregnant herself before multiple times in fact, but they never made it as far as clock. One day she would bleed a lot and that would be the end of it and Red never cared. She just shot up like she always did afterwards, but something about that tiny grave struck something with her.

She wanted to insult Clock your first instinct is usually right after all but the raider couldn't bring herself to do so.

[Tytan]

Clock watched the now awake raider with a melancholy look on her face. When she didn't immediately start throwing abuse her direction she got closer. When she was right next to the bed she undid the straps on her front hooves. When her legs where free she wrapped her own hooves around the mares midsection and squeezed her with a hug.

[CamoBadger]

((So, who would ya'll rather see?
- Charmer
- Seer
- Minx))

[Tytan]

((I REALLY need to read your story. It's been on my to do list for weeks. But if I had to choose I'd say Minx.))

[RoboRed]

((I really can't decide. Minx and Seer a tad bit more than Charmer, though.))

[Ketchup]

((I'd love to see more Seer, but I'm just watching right now.))

[Frost]

((It'd say either Charmer or Seer))

[CamoBadger]

((okay then, looks like it's Seer... if I can figure out how the fuck to enter...))

[RoboRed]

((Just drop in into an empty room and have the Captain greet you if you don't feel like thinking it out.))

[CamoBadger]

Suddenly, a zebra mare popped into existence on the bridge and looked around, bewildered.

[Tytan]

Captain turned to the suddenly existent mare. He was mildly surprised. He hopped out of the chair he'd been resting in to greet her, "Good day madam. Welcome to the Infinity. I must say that it's surprising that you appeared here. 99.9999% of our guests appear either in the lobby or a similar room. This is quite... unexpected... How may I be of service?"

[CamoBadger]

She looked around for a few more moments before looking at the captain. "How about starting with where I am?"

[Tytan]

"You are aboard the Infinity. As to specific location, everywhere."

[CamoBadger]

"Okay," she replied with a flick of her brow. "Ignoring how idiotic that sounds, what is the Infinity? Some kind of boat?"

[Tytan]

"A ship of sorts. But it doesn't float on water. One might be tempted to say that it floats on all of existence."

[CamoBadger]

The mare stared at the Captain for a few more moments before turning around and walking out the nearest door. "He's insane," she mumbled.

[Tytan]

When Seer opened the door Captain was waiting on the other side, "I can assure you that I'm not."

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