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>He trots toward you, ever so slowly
>An average sized stallion, covered in grimy white armor from head to hoof and everything in-between
>A bascinet covers his face, nothing but two eye holes show that there's a face behind the mask
>He stumbles a bit, every few steps, though his gait is slow and mostly steady
>A plume of red stands tall on top of his helmet, a sign of some sort of military
>He looks like a royal guard, but from the small amount of history you know, they haven't worn that style of armor for 300 years
>A grimy and discolored red cross stands out on his chest, a beacon of healing for both sides on any battlefield
>You call to him, his head slowly turns its gaze to you
>What you see makes your eyes widen in surprise and disgust
>You don't know how you missed it, it was pretty obvious even from where you were standing
>There, right where his pauldron met his chestplate, a large ballista bolt is embedded in his body
>Jesus Christ! You can see it sticking out from his undercarriage!
>You hurry over to help him out, not noticing the growing smell of rot and decay as you move closer to the wounded stallion
>You do notice however when his pace quickens to a canter, then a full on gallop
>He's only about 10 yards away when you realize something important
>The bolt is embedded straight through his heart
>You stop, though he keeps the same pace
>The distance between you growing ever closer
>You slowly back away as you notice the smell of decay in the air, a putrid odor
>You turn around and it turns into a full on sprint
>You run and run as the heavily armored thing gallops behind you
>You remember something Twilight told you once, something she read in a book
>The undead, corpses given life by magical means
>With renewed vigor you sprint towards Ponyville, an angry undead hot on your heels the entire time
>Only one thought enters your mind as you run
>You hope Twilight knows what to do
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>>29839332
I am issuing you a cease and desist on use of the red cross. Our intellectual property is not to be used for entertainment purposes.
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>>29839341
Cease and desist my ass nigger
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>>29839332
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>>29839332
Continue.
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>>29839332
>You can't believe you're doing this
>Not only are you running from a fucking zombie, but leading it towards a fucking town
>Hopefully it finds you more appetizing than a pony, or there's gonna be trouble
>You proceed to make it to the few small cottages at the edge of the town
>The undead stallion still galloping away after you
>Props to the guys in the fucking zombie movies, this is pretty hard
>You keep running down the twisting streets of Ponyville, passing shops and houses alike as you rush past
>You can see it, Twilight's weird castle
>A beacon of hope for your tired legs
>You're not exactly a fatass, but a lifetime of shitposting and masturbating isn't exactly good for you
>You round the last corner, the castle looming above you not in darkness, but joyous maroon light
>This is it, you're here
>You crash through the doors, the undead hot on your heels
>You trampled Spike on the way in, you really hope the poor guy's okay
>You rush through the halls, trying to find Twilight before this thing rams into you... or worse
>You finally see her, in the library of course
>You rush in, the zambambadoo (heh) following close behind
>Twilight looks baffled, seeing you being chased by a pony that only came up to your naval
"ANON! What is going on here?"
>"No time to talk, there's a zombie chasing me."
"A zombie? Very funny. Now have whoever that is get the armor off and get out of the library."
>She doesn't believe you
>Fucking nerd horse
"And whoever's in the armor, get out of there! I don't know where you got this but it looks like an antique!"
>Her magic grips the helmet as the thing still chases you around the library
>Disgonbgud.jpeg
>She takes the helmet off, showing what's underneath
"Sweet Celestia"
>"Jesus Christ"
>The face that looks back at you barely looks like a pony
>Empty craters where eyes would be, bleached bone with scraps of flesh still hanging on
>You would have gotten nightmares if you weren't so manly
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>>29839835
>You would have gotten nightmares if you weren't so manly
Kek.
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>>29839835
>It takes Twilight less than a second to react
>Immediately a bright purple shield is erected around the rotting monstrosity
>It lifts an armored hoof and paws at the glowing barrier
>Its disgusting face watching you both blankly
>Twilight quickly puts the helmet back onto it, allowing you to avert your eyes
>Pretty spoopy if you do say so yourself
>"Well, what now?"
"What do you mean 'what now'?"
>"Well, there's a fucking zombie in your castle."
"Yeah there is"
>"What are you gonna do with it?"
"Well how about I put it in the corner with a stick shoved up it's ass!"
>Damn son
>You've seen Twilight angry before, but never like this
>You've only heard her curse twice before
>Once when she was drunk on cider, and once when she stubbed her hoof on a table leg
>To be fair, it was a stone table leg
"What were you thinking leading a dangerous magical creature on a chase all throughout Ponyville?!"
>"Um..."
>"Bring it to Twilight?"
>"Look, it was chasing me and I didn't want it to catch up!"
"Just climb a tree! These things have the attention span of a goldfish!"
>"How was I supposed to know this?"
"You weren't... But you still shouldn't have led it through town!"
>"Well now it's here, so what are we gonna do with it?"
"I don't know, put it in the dungeon or something?"
>"This place has a dungeon?"
>Wait a second, you're getting off topic
>"So how did a zombie get around these here parts in the first place?"
"That I really don't know. But I have a plan to find out."
>She's gonna go full sperglord, you know it
"Remember when you told me about your world, about Archeology and how remains can tell stories to the people that find them?"
>"Yeah"
"Well here, they actually can."
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>>29840213
>divination magic.
Dis gonna be good.
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>>29840213
>Be Healing Remedy
>Just got out of boot camp
>You're a freakin medic damnit! Why do you have any need for a spear or sword?
>You can't really complain though, you're in the best shape you've ever been in your life!
>Which is a little above average, but that's pretty okay
>At the moment, the instructor is hoofing out honorary medallions for passing the camp
>Pretty much glorified gold stars
>But hey, you made it
>Now you get to go out in some tent somewhere and put bandages on boo boos for 5 years
>c'est la vie
>It's not that bad though
>Pretty good pay, money to your family if you die, free health care
>Pretty good life actually
>All you have to do is survive for 5 years
Just a small update for now
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>>29840480
>All you have to do is survive for 5 years
>inb4 day from retirement.
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>>29840480
>After the ceremony, you go to the palace to find out where you'll be stationed for duty
>As you go in the large double doors, a mare in a suit ushers you to a table with an older stallion at it
>The pony there looks at you with his eyes hidden under graying, bushy, eyebrows
>Kinda creepy
>"So, um, where am I being stationed?"
"That, my friend, is up to you."
>"How is it up to me?"
"Hold on there. Just answer this one question and you can go. As a medic, what is most important to you?"
>"Well, if I had to say, it would to always do my best to heal and do no harm, sir."
"Good answer my boy. You'll be stationed at an outpost close to the border of the Minotaur lands. There have been a few skirmishes, but not much violence has been seen. You shouldn't see much action."
>With that, he gives you a train ticket and calls up the next pony.
>As you go to the train, you're stopped by a few guards standing at the door.
>"Hello sirs, what can I do for you."
"We need your job, rank, and name sir."
>"Medic, class 1, Healing Remedy."
"Checks out.Thank you for your time, here's your luggage."
>Whole pile of shit
>Medical bags, scrubs, needles
>But the most noticeable was the fucking armor
>Gleaming white as Princess Celestia's ass, it had a beaming red cross on the chestplate, and another on the helmet. It was full body, covering a pony from head to hoof.
>From there you knew, this was gonna be a wild ride.
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