Bronies Beyond The Stars [B.B.T.S]

It's a trap!

 

The pink mare struggled to turn off the digital alarm ringing beside her bed. Her eyes winced as the raw solar beams shone through her radiation-protection window. She is on board the BBTS home base, a drifter space station that shelters hundreds of mercenaries and bounty hunters, most of them ponies and pony related. As the captain of this fine space station, as well as the leader of the BBTS mercenary corp, it is her job to tend to the mountains of paper works to be signed, and massive amounts of on-board complaints to be addressed. However, the pink mare can rest easy for today, knowing that her own adopted baby dragon Spike shall tend to those paper works with his flawless forged signatures, and her co-captain Zailiner shall tend to the complaints... in her own, punchy, punchy kind of way. Indeed, her loving team mates have spared no expense to allow their own dear leader to have today off, for today is their Clan Leader Moshi's Very birthday.

BBTS Fanfic #4: The Last Party​

The amusement park in Argon-9 is filled with colorful ponies and other creatures coming from their own different part of life. The kid-friendly theme park entertained no children, no teens nor noisy infants today; the B.B.T.S. Mercenary Clan had rented out the entire park in honor of their leader’s special day. Party balloons filled the sky as Moshi’s loyal companions sang of their leader’s deeds, all the while consuming copious amounts of overly-sweet snacks. Shinx, the bluish fluff cat munched on his order of re-fillable endless salad bowl, while Kuyon, the grey Pegasus dominated the target range with her excellent shooting skills. On the other end of the park, Conrad, the black changeling queen commanded his changeling army to dominate the bumper-car ride in her name, while Atrixy the blue Pegasus pre-occupied herself with the twirling cup ride. All the mercenaries in this brony-friendly clan were having a grand time celebrating their beloved captain’s birthday, blissfully unaware of the dangers creeping up toward the Ferris wheel.
“GREETINGS! HOW ARE YOU GENTLECOLTS ON THIS FINE DAY TODAY?!”
Moshi shifted her gaze toward the top of the Ferris wheel. A lone hooded humanoid figure stood atop the highest of the Ferris wheels. He shouted in a rather loud and prepubescent tone as he addressed the drones of ponies below.
“MY NAME IS OBELISK, THE DESTORYER OF WORLDS! I HAVE COME TO THIS PATHETIC PLANET IN ORDER TO REVIVE THE FALLEN PRINCE OF THE MAD, THE CHIMERA KING HIMSELF! THIS WORLD SHALL TREMBLE IN FEAR AS I SUMMON THE LORD OF THE NEATHER BACK INTO THE LIVING-“
“Hey! You! The stupid guy on that Ferris wheel!” Zailiner, the grey alicorn rudely interrupted the ranting stranger. “The B.B.T.S. clan rented out this place for the day, so go preach about your little cult somewhere else, and come back tomorrow!”
With one quick flick, the purple alicorn chucked her carbonated drink right at the premature summoner. The sugary drink landed square on Obelisk’s face, splashing its contents all over his acme-ridden face. He wasn’t amused by this gesture.
“INSOLENT FOOLS!” The teenage cultist screamed at the hordes of elite mercenaries that began gathering below his improvised podium. “YOU HAVE NO IDEA THE PAIN AND CHAOS THAT IS ABOUT TO BE INFLICTED UPON YOU AND YOUR KIND!” He strained his arm into the air as he strained to make an overly complex hand gesture, sending out a signal to his hired-hands. “I HAVE ANTICIPATED RESISTANCE, AND BROUGHT SUITABLE ALLIES TO DISTRACT YOU WHILE I COMPLETE THE SUMMONING RITUAL! BEHOLD!”
A stoutly built bear with a whip popped out through the photo booth. He is Klostav, the infamous whipped menace wanted for kidnapping circus-goes and forcing them to perform ridiculous stunts. From below the kiddie pool rose a grotesque humanoid eel man; nick named “death by lightning”, this horrible eel creature had accumulated quite a bit of bounty from stunning unsuspecting tourists from random water rides, and taking their prized possessions before they could recover their mobility… in around 10 days. A gigantic Chameleon that had been clinging to the fun park statue uncloaked itself; formerly called “big invisible”, this crafty lizard used its big size to bully unarmed civilians out of their monthly wages, then use its seamless cloak to escape authority persecution. Go-tron, the robotic menace popped out from inside the fun-house. This engineering marvel went rouge after getting its circuits rearranged by stray bolt of lightning; it now spends its days terrorizing appliance stores and liberating his mechanical brothers by making them sentient with his mad powers. In a strange twist of fate, 4 highly-deranged and dangerous criminals had pledged loyalty to a mad teen with a volume control issue, in order to complete his dream of performing a ritual based only on superstition. This entire scenario sounded ludicrous to the wise B.B.T.S. clan leader. However, Moshi had no time to think this over, as the lunatics are beginning their assault on her clan members.
“Well, this is certainly a nice change of pace.” The cool-headed walked over to a pale, skinny humanoid sipping cactus juice on a nearby bench. He is Arcadas, a Zsythine gun-slinger who came from a rift in dimensions, and pledged loyalty to Moshi after their rather embarrassing encounter. “Hey! Arcadas!” The pink mare commanded the unholy spawn. “You take care of the rusty tin can!” With a nod, the Zsythine rose from his seat, and flicked out his dual pistol.
Moshi briskly walked over to the yellow Pegasus resting under the shade. This Pegasus was given the name Agile Lightning, though the folks in the clan are used to call him by the name Aeridan. He may not be the best of flyers in the clan, but this pony really knows how to swings his modified Chakrams around a battlefield. “Hey! Lightning! Take care of the bear will ya?” Moshi shouted to the golden Pegasus.
“No one calls me Lightning!” The golden Pegasus is slightly annoyed, but eager nonetheless. “I’ll take care of this, you just worry about the rest of them Moshi!” The golden colt lifted up his favorite pair of Chakrams, and shuffled toward the bumbling thug.
“Artist-1-Million!” Moshi instructed the faceless white colt in a suit lurking in a dark corner of the fun park. “Take care of the lizard when you have the time.”
“And what time would be better than the present, my dear leader?” The faceless pony acknowledged Moshi, and disappeared into the shade.
The pink leader then motioned toward the blue cat-like thing munching on his order of endless salad: “Shinx! Show that fishman what you can do!”
“Roger that good captain!” The blue cat put down his salad bowl, and briskly rushed toward the hulking eel man.
“As for the rest of you guys….” Moshi gestured toward her remaining clan members looking at her with anticipation. “Just keep enjoying the fare! It’s not often we get a day off like this, so feel free to have yourself some cupcakes!”
“Oh no you don’t!” The hulking bear advanced toward the rather unconcerned clan leader. “Klostav will not have puny pony lower their guard while he is around!” The bear splayed his thick leather whip at the pink pony, only to be stopped by the golden pegasus wielding his deadly chakrams.
“Puny pony! Get out of Klostov’s way!” With a flick of his wrist, the bear wrapped his ship around both of his foe’s weapons, and ripped the chakrams right from the pegasus’ very hooves. But just as the bear chucked away his opponent’s weapons, Aeridan pulled out two more chakrams from his concealed pockets.
“You know something Klostove?” The golden pegasus flicked away the bear’s second attempt at wrenching his chakrams from him. “I used to have a real problem with having my weapons taken from me; but I learned from my mistakes.” The colt began flicking his wrists at an amazing speed, sending hundreds of deadly spinning blades toward his unfortunate foe. “After the dreadful defeat that united me with our dear clan leader, I’ve taken on the habit to pack on extra gears just in case this happens!”
“No…that’s impossible!” The bear tried his best to assume a defensive stance as the blades flew towards him. “Syndicate told Klostove puny tourists are supposed to be easy target; what is this nonsense!?”
The blades struck the bear all over his body, barely avoiding his vital arteries. The circus-act moaned in pain as he collapsed to the floor, unable to move due to the severe cuts on his body. “Well, I guess that takes care of that.” The golden Pegasus turned from his fallen opponent, only to come face-to-face with the rouge AI approaching him with his army of animated fun-house electronics.
“Nega-tory,” The robot screeched with his cold-apathetic voice. “Ally Klostov had underestimated your power; I will not make the same mistake.” The antennas on the side of his head began beeping as his robotic minions advanced toward the golden colt. But just before Aeridan could form a defensive stance against his new enemy, the Zsythine gun-slinger standing behind him sprinted in front of his comrade. The twin pistol in his hands glowed lava-red, as they sprayed a storm of flashing-red bullets, tearing the mechanic minions to pieces.
“Improbable.” The robot puppet-master hummed in his emotionless sound track as he scanned his broken cronies for any signs of life. “The Argon-9 fun house mechanisms are equipped with triple-reinforced steel; no bullet ever manufactured can pierce triple-reinforced steel. Identify yourself. Who are you?”
The equally-as-cold Zsythinian did not respond to the robot’s query. He loaded more of his special “hell-fire” bullets into his lava-resistant pistols. “The B.B.T.S. has a no kill policy, so I haven’t be able to really let loose.” He aimed his loaded pistols toward the robot’s quadruple-alloy-armored chest plates. “But I can see why Moshi chose me to deal with the likes of you; robots don’t mind being torn to tiny pieces, do they now?”
The cruel robot lifted his chain-gun infused hands toward the eager gunslinger in response. “I have a lightning-fast processor that can open fire before you even press your trigger; I believe you will find it to be quite difficult to match my firepower-“
The robot looked to his chest, only now realizing that he had been shot by the pale gunslinger. Magma spewed from the bullets lodged within the machines circuitry, melting the robot’s inner circuits and lighting the robot’s inside on fire.
“Implausible! The Syndicate promised us an easy victory! This strays from all of my calculations! We were betrayed!”
Before the robot could even initiate his fire_extinguish.exe, a thick storm of molten bullets impacted the rambling AI, tearing the robot into multiple pieces of flaming steel. Armed with his fire-resistant skin, the gunslinger waded into the ire, and lifted up the robot’s central core processor before it could burn.
“That’s close enough to not killing, I suppose.”
The gigantic chameleon watched in terror as his partners in crime fell like common fodder. “These people aren’t the normal They must have intercepted our plan, and set up an ambush here at the park.” The crafty chameleon blended himself back into the sceneries, and tried to scuttle past the army of ponies inside the park. “Better get going while the going is good.”
The invisible chameleon stopped dead in his track just as a faceless pony in a black tuxedo stood right in front of him, his eye-less sockets somehow starting directly into the chameleon’s very being. Slowly and steadily, the mysterious pony pulled down the mask covering his face (or what would constitute as one). The chameleon froze in horror as he stared at the face of the tuxedo pony not meant for mortal eyes. The color on his skin changed in rapid succession as he scrunched himself into a ball, curling on the floor in a fetal position as the mysterious tuxedo colt covered his face back up once more. “I’d like to go to jail now.” The horrified lizard confessed, while lying on the floor in his own mess.
The eel man furious ripped through the stalls, gurgling incoherent sounds from his mal-formed vocal cord; the fall of his friends did nothing to improve his mood, and he is now angrier than ever. The ponies walked away from his rampage to honor their leader’s wishes; however, one blue cat stood bravely in front of the monster’s destructive path.
“Mister eel monster?” The small blue creature looked at the deformed monster with an innocent gaze. “I know you are busy and all, but if you are not busy at the moment, can you find it in your heart to leave us alone on our leader’s very special day?”
The eel creature was not amused. He lifted yet another stall from the park, and was about to smash the poor cat’s face into its skull, when he suddenly realized the furry blue cat’s facial expression had contorted to a rather nasty knot. The feline’s hairs began to stand on its end, as jolts of electric potential energy jumped across its tiny frame. He yelled at the top of his small lungs:
“And if you don’t leave this place at once, I will ELECTRICUTE YOUR BUCKING BEHIND!”
The eel man screech in response, and sent out his own brand of jolting electricity toward the electrified cat. However, years of salad consumption had rendered the blue cat immune to all forms of electric attacks; the jolts of miniature thunder shock became intermingled with the electricity jumping on the small cat’s hairline.
“ELECTROCUTION!” The small cat screeched as he led loose bolts of electric potential toward his unsuspecting foe. The eel screeched as he fell to the ground, nearly paralyzed by the attack. He screeched again when the small cat shocked him once more with his powerful electric attack, while shouting his witty catchphrase:
“ELECTROCUTION!
ELECTROCUTION!
ELECTROCUTION!
ELECTROCUTION!”
The bluish cat stopped electrocuting the already paralyzed eel fish. Something isn’t right; the sky began to take on a shade of red as the air smells of thick rust. The amusement park became relatively quiet, as all oppositions had died down. The temperature rose, making the now reddish planet a feeling of fire and brimstone. The only audible sound in the entire park is the prepubescent summoner standing atop the Ferris wheel.
“MY HENCHLINGS MAY HAVE UNDESTIMATED YOU, BUT THEY HAVE BROUGHT ME ENOUGH TIME TO COMPLETE THE RITUAL!” Obelisk’s hands shook, his arms waving frantically in the air, as he tried to remain balanced on top of the Ferris wheel amidst all of his excitement.
“THE LORD OF CHAOS IS HERE! THIS PLANET IS DOOMED! THIS UNIVERSE IS NOW DOOMED! DOOMED!”
The planets very foundation began to shake; a red ritualistic symbol formed to the ground, and a crack began opening in the center. A gigantic bear paw rose from beneath the expanding crack, and pushed itself against the firm ground, lifting up a humongous horned draconiques goliath with it. The horned gigalith stepped his molten hooves and claws onto the surface of the planet, causing a minor quake as he landed his hooves to the ground. Zailiner devoted her free time into studying myth and histories from around the galaxy; it did not come to her as a surprise that the monstrosity imposing before her was the legendary spirit of discord, said to have caused complete and utter disharmony across 30 different solar systems, before finally being put to sleep by the heroes of the old. “Moshi, this guy is no joke,” The intrepid gray mare warned her pink partner. “If we let this thing get out of this planet alive, it could cause real trouble across the galaxy.”
“Then our choice is clear.” The cool and collected clan leader stepped up on top of the umbrella table she had been sitting on, and began informing her clan members of her elaborately thought out plan:
“Hey everybody! We need to take this big guy out! Bring our your best weapons, and let’s all attack at once!”
As the world began to collapse under the monster’s sheer power output, all the mercenaries, ponies and cat (singular) rose up. One by one, the hundreds of clan members charged up their weapons, unsheathed their swords, and prepared their fighting stances. Never in the history of B.B.T.S. had Moshi witness all of their beloved team members gear up for one simultaneous attack. The horned monstrosity began taking notice of the near-insignificant crowd of ants forming below his massive frame. He lifted up one of his phoenix arms, and a fireball began to quickly take shape beneath the scorching sky.
“Fellow warriors! (And Shinx)” Moshi shouted with utmost eagerness while gazing down her massive opponent. “Let him have it!”
The entire B.B.T.S. Army leapt into the air, their weapons and salad (singular), ready and loaded, pointed toward the massive creature lowering his fireball toward the dentizens.
“All bronies! Open fire!”

~Intermission~​

“Welcome back to the news. I am Steven Flex, and you are watching Galactic news, the … second most informative and most accurate news network in the 3rd quadrant! Universal news can kiss our highest viewer rate award, and I was paid to say that on television! On our biggest news tonight involves an incident at the ever-popular Argon-9 fun park. Certain cultist leader Obelisk had recruited 4 deranged criminal in an attempt to terrorize the establishment out of business. However, their plans came short when a rather famous clan rented out the entire amusement park on the day of their attack. After a devastating fight that involved the destruction of the entire park, all members of this cultist group had been apprehended by the entire team of the Bronies Beyond The Star Clan. However, despite the fact that one of the deranged criminal was left only as a moldering mechanical head, the cultist leader Obelisk was the most injured personnel in this incident; B.B.T.S. co-founder Zailiner’s hoof had lodged itself so far into his arse, special construction vehicles were called in to finally dislodge the gray mare’s hoof from his behind. We shall have more coverage on that as the situation develops; until then, this is Steven-“
With a flick of the remote, the reclusive man turned the mega-screen TV off. And eerie silence befell the luxury space liner traveling through space. He motioned his index finger toward his well-waxed sleek sofa handle, and pressed down on the big red button nestled seamlessly on the sofa’s handle. Within seconds, an owl-headed butler carrying an all-inclusive service tray descended from a service hole in the room’s ceiling. He gazed at his master with an impeccably classy and yet humble stare.
“Is there something the matter, master?”
The reclusive man crossed his palms under his chin, staring all the while at this blank television screen.
“Obelisk was taken down; the bronies took out 4 of our best pawns.”
“It’s a shame sire, it really is.” The owl man proceeded to produce a warmed china tea cup from atop his service tray, and gentle dripped sweet-roasting tea into the reclusive man’s empty tea cup. “If only he would have had more time to summon the demon king; things might have turned out differently then.”
“No, that’s not it.” The reclusive man remained motionless as he tried his best to recall the events that had transpired in the theme park, as relayed by his loyal B.B.T.S. spy. “That man actually managed to re-awaken discord, and he apparently did it in record time too; however, those bronies took him down. They took him down before he could really do any damage at all.” He gently picked up the steaming cup of aromatic tea placed before him, and issued his commands at his loyal butler:
“Plot a course to the B.B.T.S. Home base; send them all of our elites. We cannot afford to underestimate them again; for the world to be filled with chaos within our two year time limit, the bronies must perish.”
“As you wish sire.” The owl man made a gentle bow as he retreated from the television room. “Anything for the Syndicate.”

~Intermission~​

Meanwhile, inside the gigantic space station that is the home to all of the B.B.T.S. members, the party is still alive and kicking. Zailiner casually walked toward a rather troubled-looking Moshi, who seemed to be out into the endless depth of space.
“Common! Moshi! It’s your birthday!” Zailiner used her best of expressions to get Moshi into the party mood once again. “Quit moping about the business stuff and let Spike handle it; he loves work!”
The pink mare squinted her eyes toward the reinforced window, trying her hardest to spot the tiny particles floating toward the space station. She hesitantly replied to her partner:
“Hey, Zai, do you see something coming toward us? What could it be?”
The gray mare mimicked her partner’s squint, and looked toward the projectiles floating calmly toward their base. From this distance, the gray mare could not even make out the shape of the traveling projectiles.
“Oh, it’s probably just nothing.” Zailiner tried to comfort her over-worked leader. “Look, we can sort this out later; the party is still-“
The mare was suddenly cut off by a pink hoof raised over her face. Moshi’s eyebrows made a 180 degree turn when she vaguely made out the titanium spinning drills and the powerful jets mounted on top of the projectiles heading towards them. The experienced war pony instantly knew just the kind of crafts heading toward them; these jet propelled drillers are boarding crafts, generally used by armies to send out their troops inside of heavily-armored space crafts, just like the B.B.T.S. headquarter.
(We're close to the end of a long road; stay tuned for the final candle to be snuffed out on this very birthday.)

 

I'll buy it for you if you want.

I mean, I got some money.

(Not positive I actually can buy it though.)

 

It's not a trap, it's there to point and laugh at me.

Don't taunt me.

 

Not taunting, I may be able to buy you it.

 

Wtf.

 

Well then you should totally check if you can.

 

The "what you save" part isn't very accurate is it?

 

Read the part just above the "what you save", It's talking about if you buy the entire bundle at 75% off, instead of each individual game at 75% off.

 

SPOILERS1!!1!!1!!11!!1!!121111

 

WE STAND TOGETHER, MY BROTHER.

 

What is this?

 

He is our newest memeber!

United we stand! Join us brother! Together we shall rule the stars!

 

*Pushes*
Not you Spike!

 

Ok, welcome phazon.

 

I'm pretty sure he is only here because i am :/
Then again i've been wrong before.

 

Also, I will be finished with the fanfic hopefully by tomorrow. I've put up a link a few pages back, so if you want to read what I ahve so far, just click on that "link".

 

I want to experience the whole thing at once.