Veralidaine Sarrasri walked through the woods. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her back, like of a giant wolloped you with a giant anvil. That was on fire. Covered in sharks. With smaller sharks for teeth. That burped up rabid bears. That farted grenades. Grenades, that when detonated, exploded out giants. That had anvils. Flaming anvils. You know what happens next. She glanced down, spying a dead cockfly. It was like a coakroach, but it flew. It was also like a dragonfly, but instead of being like a dragon, it was like cockroach. That was why the particular portmanteau was of cockroach and dragonfly, forming cockfly. Cockroach+Dragonfly=Cockfly. Man, it's like getting crap past the radar. You know, taking shit and then moving slowly as to not be detected by a scanning device made to seek out blips from electromagnetic signals. I mean, what could possibly go wrong?5C3223 5ogsrgser5me  5m 26 agsd5m 5e eawaww45n 433435t sdfsegeo5 irgy8394hg5yoig 3kwrgnia4w5obn oi5uhoh

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i'M SORR- WOAH CAPS LOCK IS ON HOW DOES IT GO OFF Again oh I just press it. Now repeat. I'm sorry, but an anvil just fell out of the sky. Through the roof of my house. Onto my keyboard but miraculously somehow just pressing buttons. And not, fucking up shit like hitting my skull or breaking the computer. You know, likely things. Anyway, I gotta cement back up the fourth wall, the anvil broke it. Back to the story.

So, Veralidaine was walking through the woods. I was typing about her- oh shit there are cracks. Whose idea was it to make the fourth wall out of glass? Goddamit I gotta find the key of mystery. It's crying tears of eyes. Dying in my dreams. Moar liek Nightmares. It's the zarosdamning end of forever.

So, a cockfly (yes, a live one) flies up to Veralidaine, and it was all "Thou muste fly!".

So then Daine was like "Where?"

And then the cockfly said "Flye doth towards a dream!"

Whalp, Daine didn't know where the dream was. So then the cockfly told her "It lies across ze sea!" But then Daine asked how far away it was, so "Far!".

But then Daine was carrying a shitton of stuff, so she naturally was like "What about my stuff?".

"All of thy burdens shalt be gone!"

Well, then Daine realized she didn't have wings. So, "Open the chest once more!" Buuuut Daine didn't know which chest, so "Ze Darke cheste! Of wonders!"

So then he marked it on Daine's map, and there was a secret message saying that the chest was seen through the eyes of the one with pure heart. "When did you make this?"

So the cockfly replied, with much of Ye Olde Butcherede Englishe "About a thousand years ago. A friend of mine wanted it for something, but she disappeared. But I certainly am not crazy because I never hear her calling to me to rescue her sometimes when I don't go outside at night at un-full moons. Definitely. Eeyup."

So, Daine was off searching for that magical land-across-the-sea. Now I'm going to explain this. There are walls surrounding planes. The first six refer to physical directions: up, down, left, right, fore, back. The seventh is time. Time is not so easily traveled by most mortals, such that a rock won't move through the first 6 unless something else moves it. The seventh wall, however is different. Most things travel through it in a linear direction. Higher beings (generally observers or creators) can travel in another direction through it. Sufficiently advanced technology or powerful magic can be used to pause this seventh wall in an area for a short period, or move to a pinpoint time.

The eighth wall is one your probably familiar with. Most call it the fourth. I'm using it right now. It is the barrier between an observer an the subjects. So you, reading this, is using it to observe me. I can manipulate things to break through it and communicate directly to you. Generally you can't break it. In some formats, however, you can directly manipulate and interact within. The INTERFACE(the guy that talks like that, all bold and caps?) is a form of inert magic interlocked in the eighth wall. Another interesting property is the ability to use this to see multiple planes at once. You may be familiar with alternate dimensions, created by every choice and decision, multiple histories determined by a Creator (Canon vs. Fanon vs. Other Fanon vs. Random Shit)

The ninth wall is an advanced version of the eighth. It involves interplanar travel and conversing. Chekhov's handheld device manipulates this, allowing him to travel through Equestria and Tales's subspace pocket. However, there needs to be a set  time point to escape from. Some dimensions are interconnected so time passes the same, and starts at the same point, such as the Divine Realms and Tortall and Co. Most planes aren't connected in a set Seventh, but universes controlled by the Confederacy have set interchronspatial points, similar to time zones on your own Earth. This will probably clear up some things.

Chekhov & co. traveled through the Everfree forest. Stalking through the trees, however, was a stalker. Not a make brushed out of you dead skin stalker, or a giant eyeball stalker, but just a monster following them through the forest. Seeing a turn on the path, the monster slinked ahead, preparing to leap out and scare them.

"BOOOOO!" screamed the monster. "RANDOM ENCOUN- *cough*. Do you have any water? It's really dusty out here."

Zecora handed it a flask. "Here is my mixture of brew, a complicated recipe made anew." Downing it ll in one swig, the monster handed back the empty canteen.

"WOO! That was tasty. Uhhh-" The monster stumbled forward, tripping on a root. "I don't feel so good. Can I just...rest for...a....moooo-" The monster then just fell down completely, passed out.

C&C. observed the sleeping monster. It was small, with a hard shell at its back. It was wearing green shoes and the shell was green. The arms, legs, and head were yellow. It had a large beak, and eye sockets that popped out the top of its head. "It has the same coloration and basic shape as a koopa." remarked Checkov. "But what would one be doing here?"

"A koopa?" chorused The Great and Powerful Trixie and Zecora AT THE SAME TIME. Zecora also added "Certainly appears like a troopa'".

Jon sighed. "Why do you always talk like that?"

"A strange way of talking, you do say. But what do you speak of, I know nay."

Chekhov and Co. continued through the forest. Three hours later, they arrived at the Ruins of the Castle of the Royal Pony Sisters. "Hey!" exclaimed Chekhov. "What happened to this place?"

"The Great and Powerful Trixie wishes to know why you brought her here. Certainly you knew this was all ruins." Chekhov had not properly kept up with the times in Equestria. After the Ruin, Celestia had abandoned the ancient castle, and grew a wild forest around it to discourage explorers.

"WHALP. Might as well go in!" Jon grabbed everypony and ran inside.

"WAIT! WHAT OF THERE ARE TRAPS!" Jon gasped, letting go of his companions. A beam of light appeared around him, levitating him up.

A booming voice called out. "OHAIDERE. WELCOME TO APERTURE SCIENCE CENTER 47. PLEASE VISIT THE FRONT DESK FOR QUEUING INFORMATION AND PLACEMENT INTO THE LOGS." Suddenly, a rusty speaker fell off the wall. Everypony walked up to the front desk mentioned by the voice. Behind the desk was a pegasus skeleton on a chair. Strewn across the floor was broken pens. On the desk was a knocked over can, most likely used to hold those pens. The desk was painted a purple polka-dotted pink pony pail poker motif.

Everypony except Everpony except Chekhov, so just Chekhov, cantered over to a chest in the corner. Everypony except Everpony except everypony except Chekhov investigated the fallen speaker. It was covered in red oxidation, but some of the original coating was still visible. A single, blue, four-pointed star wrapped around it. "Hey!" called Chekhov. "Everpony come over here!" He was standing over the now open unlocked chest. Inside was an assortment of equipment. The captain pointed out the long rods. Poking one with his horn, it transformed in shape. He held it up. "This is a Confedary Standard Issue NLR-12 Rifle. IT comes with a variety of attachments, like laser sights and bayonets." Chekhov collected up five and distributed them to his companions. Poking another odd object in the box, he levitated up a small knife. "It seems like some Saradominists ransacked an armoury. This is a Standard Issue K-7 knife. True to its name, it has 7 tools: a small/large blade, flashlight, rechargeable and outputting battery, saw, screwdriver, and magic amplifying gem." Chekhov distributed these among the crew as well. Jon peered inside the box. Along the bottom was a collection of boxes, some labeled "Phelebtonium" and "Worthless Yellow Rocks". He didn't gt a chance to read the rest before Chekhov hurried them along to the inner regions of the Castle.

ITEM GET:

KNOCKED OUT KOOPA

5 NLR-12 RIFLES W/BASIC ATTACHMENTS (LIGHT, BAYONET, LAUNCHER, EXTENDED MAGS)

5 K-7 KNIVES