Ferdinand nodds, "Yes, its a shame, really. But the first timeline offshoots are always die young. She lasted fifty years with Doctor Com offshoot 64."
They arrive five minutes early.
"Alright, I think we have some more time."
Scarlet smiles, "Six points. I suppose I should take it easy. 'go,' Three points for me.
OoC: @Ven: It's only like the size of the Ebon Hawk from Knights of the Old Republic... Plus, my Vanguards are not interested in Varger, they are more worried about going back home.
"If you are going to try something Lizard, then do it. I hate waiting."
"Vlad, shut up!"
"I'm the same rank as you!"
John took out his short katana and hachiwara and held them at Vlad's neck. "I. Said. Quiet."
"I may have suggested that if I could not be restored then I would let Dromaeus destroy me and prevent me from harming innocents." She said in a quick, low voice.
"Oh no,no no no, what in Oblivion was she thinking?" AEanna said as Dromaeus came striding over.
"What did you say to distress the spirit so?" He demanded.
The Vanguard's internal radar picks up someone behind them. Without turning around, John asks. "Who are you, and what do you want?" (This is to Berethor)
The rain slowly pours in the graveyard, as a horde of Doctor Com slowly make their way through the graves. The dark patter of rain on the cold cobble footsteps.
"We should join them." Ferdinand says.
They enter the graveyard, and get up in front. Ferdinand leaves them, and walks to the alter.
There, standing next to the hole in the ground, Is Doctor Com 64, in his pony form.
"Here," Ferdinand says, "Will lie the brave mistress fluttershy offshoot 1, striker of terror, savior of worlds, companion of Doctor Com 64. She traveled with him across the fields of space and time, across the thunder and lightning, she has saved a multitude of universes. She risked her life to save the home of the offshoot timelines. She saved worlds beyond compare... She is the first offshoot. She will rest in peace. She will live happily. May she live forever in the memories of us all. be her life short, she will fade from existence. May she die in peace."
Tears are visibly welling from Doctor Com's eyes as the casket slowly falls down.
"She might of risked her life for us, but we shall honer her in memory, we shall write stories of her, we shall show movies of her, she will be remembered across the multiverse. She will last until the end of time in the memories of her fans. May she rest in peace. Amen."
The rest of the Doctor Com's nod, "Amen."
As the Doctor Com's slowly dilute, Fluttershy's grave is slowly filled up, and is eventually covered.
Doctor Com looks at the grave, and slowly places an odd pendant, in the shape of a butterfly, and weeps, "Sweet dreams, dear princess." He falls down, and cries.
All that's left is Three, Four, and Doctor Com 64.
OoC: @Wacky That funeral... shit. Let it be said that I freakin hate the rabid brony fandom and ponies in general, but that was actually a pretty damn good scene. I get the feeling that if it an equivocal amount of writng talent was used on something I liked, I wold be bawling my eyes out right now. I salute you sir.
John glared at Vlad, then turned around to see Berethor. He cocked an eyebrow. "What were you just doing? Unless you have a..." John trails off as he eye's Berethor's sword. Koltanium..? Interesting....
Three began sobbing as she looked at Fluttershy's grave. Four stood there, her head bowed in respect. "I didn't know her very well, but I'm gonna miss her." Three says through her tears.
Reginald rolled his eyes at Natalie and sat down on the ground again, taking a drink from his flask.
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