We touched down in Appleloosa. It looked pretty much how it did back in Teatverse but with more penis. The Buffalo probably balance out the gender ratio. Most of them were male in Teatverse. Probably. Why don't we have any big talks anymore? 'We', really? I'm one Pony. You were thinking it just as much. Maybe... Anyway, why don't we talk so much? Probably because we don't have much to talk about. I'm not trying to learn new spells anymore, nor am I practicing magic in general. I just sort of lounge around and do nothing.

I don't practice magic because I don't need to, using Circles increases my mana flow without practice. I lounge around because there's nothing to do, Vesper and I deal with everything in seconds. Well, except this. Actually, this is the most fun I've had in ages. Especially the Journeigh. Maybe I should go treasure hunting. Aren't you supposed to be the voice of reason? I thought we agreed to never think about thinking in that way again? I meant in general. Wait, wasn't there something about a third thinking pattern? For some reason we convinced ourselves that the voice I use for observing was a separate thing. Yes! That was it! It was just before all that stuff with Storm and the paradox, remember? Should it be worrying that I don't tend to remember as much? You do remember as much, we just pretend you don't to make it funnier to ourself. Why did you stop playing along?! Sorry. I'll get back into character.

As I was thinking, it's always been just my own voice changing pitch and speaking patterns. Banter is fun and helped me reach conclusions better in the early days. Why was the third voice ever a thing? I was bored walking through a forest so I decided to see what a third voice would be like. It was fair enough, I can't even imagine let alone remember how slow it must be without Circles. Why do I have so much resentment towards it now? I guess I just associate all the Storm Cloud stuff with that day in general. The same day I try a new voice is the same day an alternate personality reveals itself and tries to hurt the girls. At least something good came of it. I know to no get so angry at racism, sexism and all the other 'isms' and to just stay calm and kick flank. Yeah. You live and you learn.

It's amazing how far I've come since then. Only about six months or so ago and- Something touched my butt, cutting off my train of thought. I looked behind me to see Sky had backed up into me. I looked past her to see what she was backing up from to see a mix of different species making up an army of about a hundred. They all had random armour on.

"What the buck happened?" I asked.

"The army showed up while you were staring off into space," Sky answered. "There's more over there." She motioned to in front of me with a nod. I looked to see another group of a hundred standing in front of me.

"Oh. I should really stop staring off into space at important moments."

"You don't say?"

"Where's God-Dong?"

"No idea."

"Bucking great."

"What the buck do we do? Neither of us have battled an entire army before!"

"Well..." There was Bullgium

"'Well' what?"

"I sorta helped Vesper with a small one a little while ago."

"You did?! Great! How do we fight in a way that won't get us completely and utterly overwhelmed?"

"I mean, I only took out one guy..." There was a moment of quiet where I could almost hear Sky mentally screaming. "Wow, this army's still just standing there."

"Give me one reason I shouldn't tear your dick off right now."

"I-I er... O-Onto the fighting!" I summoned a Support Circle and zoomed towards the hundred in front of me. Just before I collided with some of them, I flew upwards and charged up my horn. The army just sort of stood there. Doing nothing. Some unblinking. Forever staring. Oh so deeply into my soul.

I fired out a constant stream of sleeping gas and flew through the crowd, knocking out every one I passed. After a couple of minutes, I stopped the spell and landed. Shit, that was easy. I looked over to see how Sky was doing with her hundred. Every one of them was wet from a water-spray-spell-thing Sky was casting. Why the buck are they just standing there? This is getting bucking creepy. Sky stopped the water spell and fired out a bolt of lightning that caused a chain reaction, shocking every last one of them and causing them to either loose consciousness or die. Hopefully the first.

"Why weren't they moving?" Sky asked as she walked over to me.

"I don't know. Bucking creepy though."

"Yeah."

"So, is God-Dong gonna get loads of soldiers to drag these lot to a prison, or teleport them to an underground dungeon, or what?"

"I don't know, he'll figure it out. I'm going back to the library and continue my book." Sky summoned a Support Circle and quickly flew off into the distance.

"Wait! We need to bang!" I flew off after her.

Author's Notes:

What could be this mysterious reason that the cult weirder than normal?!

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Magic ex machina making everything anti-climactic as usual.
Don't get too used to it!