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My Little Pony - HasbroArt / Kitistraza - Me
I have a feeling that being turned into a changeling would be painful..
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She*
And shes turning into a changeling.
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The hive chamber door explodes in a fiery fireball, spraying the chamber with shrapnel of hive-crete and organic matter.
What Changeling that weren't incinerated by the flames, have their insides liquified by the blast-wave, or cut down by hail of debri, were dazed by the explosion, and could do little to stop the Royal Guards that stormed through from subduing them.
"Spread out!" The Earthpony Royal Guard captain, Stalwart, barked as his company moved into the chamber, "Remember the drill: Platoon B proceed and clear out the rest of the tunnels; don't get separated and watch for ambushes! Platoon A is with me: we need to rescue the captured civilians pronto!"
The Unicorn guard, Corporal Radiant Light, trotted up to him as the rest of the company went to work. Stalwart turned to the unicorn mare "How many of the cocoons do you sense hold captives?"
Stalwart watched as she took a stance, and her horn and eyes glowed an ambient scarlet glow. Stretching out her magical senses, she scryed each and every one of the cocoons suspended in green, organic caskets on the roof of the chamber carefully, undisturbed by the occasional rumble of explosions down the other tunnels and other distractions of battle.
Through her scry-senses, she could see the victims trapped in the cocoons, upside down, all of them ponies. She could see the stream of green-violet love energies streaming from the victims through the suspension cord. Tartarus, she could even see, with crystal clarity, the smiles the ponies wore as several unique brands of Changeling magic worked inside the cocoon, one of them feeding the ponies a comforting illusion from which the ponies would stimulate the express their love. That disturbed her, a Royal Guard, on a level she couldn't imagine.
She also sensed something else. Something that made her heart skipped a bit.
Her eyes widen, seemingly in shock, and then narrowed as she withdrew her arcane touch "All of them, sir." she reported, before continuing with a darker tone, "And they are not only being harvested of their love."
The company captain winced, and glanced back at the collection. They number in the hundreds, and he knew what she meant when she said.
TRANSFORMATION.
The Changelings are converting them into their own. A slower and inefficient process, compared to the normal breeding by egg-hatching, and produces weaker, less reliable non-pureblood Changelings, but nevertheless an effective means of reproduction for Changeling 'Pocket-hives' separated from the central Swarm, like frontier Changeling raider nests, or in this case, a Subversion Coven, often disguised as Changeling refugees who immigrated and settled in Equestria legally, building their numbers in secret.
Building an army of loyal saboteurs and infiltrators, body-snatchers ready to help a takeover of the settlement above.
He had heard of Changeling Transforming before, horror stories abound from amongst veterans who fought Changelings before, but he never saw the process happening in action, and is grateful for it. Celestia help us, he prayed in his head, Please don't let us be too late.
Stalwart moved down to the pit to help his Royal Guards with freeing the captives, his corporal following him. The Royal Guards worked like clockwork, like him, hoping it would be a pony that would emerge from the cocoon, not a Changeling.
One of the Pegasus Royal Guard unsheathed his standard-issued sword and worked his way through the suspension cord of one cocoon. Radiant Light, ever strong with her telekinesis and quick reflexes, was quick to catch the falling cocoon as it dropped. She lowered it in front of Stalwart, visibly sweating and straining from the effort as she bore the weight of the pony - or whatever it could be - inside.
Stalwart quickly moved to tear the cocoon open. He didn't even bother using his blade - the sharp edges of his armoured hoof were more than enough. Green cocoon fluid spilled out in warm, viscous, sticky clumps as he parted the membranes and dug out the victim. She was a unicorn mare with dark-chestnut mane.
Stalwart placed her on the ground next to her cocoon, and was moving to resusitate her when she suddenly coughed, wheezed, and gasped for air on her own, taking her first breath in several days.
"W-w-wha?" She said, groggily, as Stalwart swept the slime off her body. "...W-w-where's my coltfriend? He... he was just giving me a wedding ring and..."
He shushed her, "Stay calm, miss, you're in good hooves." He began, not exactly sure how to explain the situation, "What's your name? Can you tell me your name?"
"Va-vanilla..." She said, weakly, "Where... where am I?"
"Well... I'm afraid you're not at your home, or whatever it was you were at." Stalwart explained, "I know this is confusing, but you're safe now. You had just been in a nightmare without knowing it. Everything is fine. Everything is just .... "
That was when Stalwart realized that he couldn't see her cutie mark. He also noticed something else. "Oh no."
"S-sir? Wh-what's happening?" Vanilla asked, coming out of her daze.
"Don't look down." Stalwart said suddenly, "Whatever you do miss, don't look down." He quickly turned to Radiant Light his side, "Corporal, quick, put her out before she...!"
Too late.
Vanilla raised her forehoof, or rather, the remains of one - the fur and the flesh extended all the way to the joint, and starting from the ankles it quickly turned black in colour, turned hard as it became carapace, ending with a number of holes. It felt wrong in a way it was hard to articulate - it could best be described an infamiliar cold, hard, tingling sensation, almost like it didn't belong there, that it shouldn't even be happening, that it was unholy and unnatural.
Then all her sensations came back, and she felt it coming from all four hooves. This was quickly followed by her noticing her cutie mark, or rather, the empty space where it should, followed by the hive chamber and countless cocoons that still hung from the roof of it. Her eyes widen as she examined her surroundings, and her body.
Stalwart resisted the urge to be sick. They were too late.
He noted the insect screech in her pony voice as she gave a horrified, blood-wrenching scream.
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Alright, i'm sorry to randomly comment but THAT was amazing! VERY well done. :3
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You just LOVE the 'always chaotic evil' changelings getting their butts kicked by the badass ponies all armed with weapons that look more at home in Starship troopers don't you?
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Again, I must stress that the whole point of this scene I wrote is to portray the horror of being forcefully turned into something utterly alien and different.
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You just LOVE the 'always chaotic evil' changelings getting their butts kicked by the badass ponies all armed with weapons that look more at home in Starship troopers don't you?
I would actually like to do a deconstruction of such kind of story by portraying just how HORRIBLE such a conflict would be for both sides, only straightforward with presentation rather than the subtle satirical portrayal in the Starship Troopers film.
And I would probably put much focus on character struggle throughout the conflict to stay alive and hold onto their ideals and values, even in the face of the horrors/necessities of war and the enemy they face (That is assuming they are not killed off because of the 'Anyone Can Die' trope). Even the Changelings would probably get a day in the limelight showing slightly sympathy despite being portrayed as a deadly and monstrous enemy, probably with hints of 'Not so Different' and such.
Too bad I'll probably never get going with that kind of war fic.
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For example, in THIS omake I wrote much earlier [link] , I even portrayed Queen Chrysalis sympathetically as someone who is capable of love and care of those Changelings beneath her despite her status, instead of being a sociopathic tyrant.
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The point of this whole scene is to reflect the horror of being forcefully turned into something utterly alien and different.
I could do good three-dimensional Changelings whenever I want.
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Well, I am trying to capture the vector maker's original intent concerning this picture. If you look down the comments by the author I kinda did.
This is a suppose to be a rescue mission, not a "Kill-all-Changelings" scene. And just with magic and swords.
There is, implied, good Changelings, refugees that moved out of Changeling lands to find new life in Equestria. Some either just clung to old ways or are merely infiltrators still loyal to the crown.
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Oh my...This is so awesome I dont even know how to freaking respond to this but you just expressed what I was trying to explain in the picture.
My OC Kitistraza was a changeling broken out to early and although her appearance is similar her mind is her own and she has unique defining features.
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Thanks. The pain of realizing one had been turned, or being turned, into something horrifying and fundamentally alien, different, is probably just as painful as if the change occurs in vitro.
Interesting OC concept - half-converted Changeling with free will and uniqueness? I can see that she would be in for a drawn-out identity crisis, the two opposing natures within her clashing for control...
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Considering Kit was a traveling artist few knew who she was and when she was changed most assumed she was always like that. When the changelings invaded canterlot they were taking many and Kit was one of them. When the parties went out to save them they just ripped open cocoons not caring what was inside (If it was a changeling it was killed on sight)but when they got to Kit she looked so normal yet so strange and she managed to flee do to this and after time learn to take her earth pony form again. She has no hive and is desperately starved but refuses to feed properly.
Her conflicting nature is hard to cope with but she does. She only feeds off excess love and hoards it not for power but to live off of. Shes rather kind and mild mannered and will only take the love of a willing victim but only very little so she doesnt suck them dry.
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"I'll get you out of here. Are you alright? Can you walk?" *Helps her up while searching the surroundings for changelings*
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"I think im alright but theres holes in my hooves."
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"YOU'LL NEVER TAKE HER ALIVE!" *Shoots chord connecting cocoon to ceiling*
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"WAH!" *splats on floor like a bug*
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"It'll be ok..." *Uses buck-knife to slash open cocoon*
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"I'll get you out of here. Are you alright? Can you walk?" *Helps her up while searching the surroundings for changelings*
((Don't respond to the non-response one 
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((What?))
"I think Im alright but there are holes in my hooves."
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((nvm :3))
"I'll try to help you, just come on." *Lifts her up, slipping on a gas-mask.*
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Kit pushes you away "STOP TOUCHING ME YOU FREAK I CANT FEEL MY LEGS!"
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"Do you want to become a monster!?" *Hears a noise, and cocks gun*
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Flails "I DONT KNOW BUT I CANT FEEL HALF OF MY BODY MAN!"
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"Here, just come on." *Lifts her up.*
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Flails like a fish *LET ME GO YOU FREAK!"
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"You have two options. I either help you get your body back, or we both get eaten alive by the things that you were about to turn into."
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"I think your a little late."
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"I will help you, no matter-" *Hears growling* "Did you hear that?"
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"Don't scare me, please. It's hard enough surviving in this world without someone imitating the demons."
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"Im not imitating them..."
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"If it wasn't you..." *Fires a few warning shots*
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"No it was me but I wasnt imitating anything."
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"Umm... just... don't do that again..." *Helps out of a door*
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"Take a look for a moment...LOok at me LOOK!"
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"Buck!" *Points gun at her*
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"If you shoot me I will murder you in 10 seconds flat."
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She flops around a bit "HELLO CANT MOVE!"
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*Fights over a decision*
"Fine, I'll help you. But take one snap at me and I'l blow your brains out. Clear?"
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"Why would I snap at you?"
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"Because you're one of them."
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"But I was a normal pony."
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"Um, the word 'was' is kind of important there. I want to figure out how to cure you."
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