#shiny stream

[outworldlime]

And here is the first little gift for you.

The first pokemon is unlocked

Please love and favor

Name: Shiny Stream

Age: 22 years old

Race: Unicorn (Equestrian phenotype)

Place of birth: Vioren, Hooffionis Commonwealth.

Profession: Captain of the spaceship "Friendly"

Character traits: A brooding, often confused filly, with distributed attention, mediocre abilities for magic, purposeful and resourceful, has extensive knowledge of spaceships and space phenomena.

Notes: Her family owns a small commercial spaceport on her native oceanic planet, she is also rumored to have roots in the old Equestrian aristocracy, and therefore greatly honors historical knowledge.

[eydilily]

some screenshot redraws from the outreach!

[inkie-does-whump]

Scar has also posted a photo of the hermit bus

(ik not everyone has Twitter cuz it's a trainwreck over there, so you're welcome)

[rari0516]

Pearlypop! 🌙

[thedeerus]

why does their divorce situation get worse every time

[cheerioskid]

a pearl & gem from the stream today

[theredch3rry]

“Gem we need to file another divorce” PEARL-

“We’re NOT married!” Gem… are you sure?

[solidwater05]

That shiny duo post made me think. Pearl always carries the weight of her win and what people think of her. She'll always be scary and crazy and vicious to others, even if she doesn't want to be, even if she was never like that in the first place

And you have Gem. Her first episode in the entire series was titled 'I have a reputation' and she spent the entire season being feared as a fighter and treated as a leader. She never asked to be the leader of an army of death. It's all too much

But Gem learned to lean into these expectations. She threatens people all the time, she has honestly weird views on alliances and control (when she said Scott had to control Pearl because they were teammates??). And she wants to see Pearl do the same. Pearl is supposed to be scary, why isn't she killing anyone? That's not how you survive in this series. If you're red, you have to kill. If there's expectations for you, you have to meet them. That's how you survive.

Gem won't let go of Secret Life because that's what taught her to be like she's expected to be. She has a reputation. Everyone's doing the same, right?

And she expected Pearl to be loyal to her. Why would she betray Gem? That's not fair. That's not the game she learned to play

Gem knows what Pearl should be. Pearl has a reputation. And Pearl can never let go of Double Life for as long as people think Scarlet Pearl is the real her

[finn-hasnoclue]

one of my favorite clips from pearly’s birthday repo stream with gem. i only caught the beginning before work but i’ll be watching the vod eventually

Gem: Oh! We have to try not to spill this drink, come here. Bring cart.

[Gnome shattering sound]

Pearl: Oh yeah, I’ve been told that you quote unquote spill the drink right away so it doesn’t lose value while it’s in its immunity period.

[Quiet Pearl scream, R.E.P.O laser monster noise, glass shattering]

Gem: Well, I didn’t spill it. But-

[averlym]

"you're lost, little girl"

[outworldlime]

Hey, everypony !

We welcome everyone who has wandered into our cozy den! (Be careful, the walls are covered with a strange lime, do not press too close).

Today we want to present you with the first chapter of the Pony Cradle project.

Is this a bird? Is this an airplane?

No, this is a pony in deep space, centuries after the Reigning Sisters passed their throne to the Princess of Friendship, entrusting the fate of her people into her hooves.

What has happened to the pony race over these long years? How have they changed? Has Twilight accomplished her mission? Or has it come time for a new generation of heroes to clean up the mistakes of the past and pave their own way into the future? It looks like we'll have to find out together. But in order to boldly move forward, we must first turn to our roots. We must find a tiny grain of sand lost among the myriad of stars, which each of the creatures now living in the vast galaxy once called home. We are going in search of the Pony Cradle.

Author of the idea and text: Outworld Pony

Illustrator and editor: WildLime

⬇️Search chapter below ⬇️

Chapter one:

"Paradise Lost"

Once upon a time , far beyond the magical kingdom of Equestria...

Since time immemorial, ponies lived in happiness and harmony in the vast lands called Equestria, under the protection and patronage of two powerful mythical alicorns: Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. One raised and lowered the Sun, the other commanded the movement of the Moon. Together with the Elements of Harmony, they made life wonderful for all ponies. Equestria's enemies were unable to resist the power of the magic of friendship. Nightmare Moon, Sombra, Discord, Tirek, Chrysalis and many others fell, defeated by the irresistible force of Harmony.

More than five hundred years have passed since then. Our knowledge of magic and technology has gone so far that we have learned to plow the endless expanses of space on huge ships made of metal and crystals. The moment of the invention of the first self-sufficient spaceships by Applen Mares opened a new golden age for ponies, full of high achievements and exciting adventures. However, nothing lasts forever and everything has its price. Too rapid expansion of our habitats created an imbalance. Our state became so huge that even the Great Princesses could not keep track of everything that was happening. Without their tireless care and the help of the Elements of Harmony, our star country quickly fell apart into many separate fragments, plowing through the vastness of cold space, each driven by its own goals and ambitions. And no matter how great and vast the expanse of the endless Universe, two will always find to divide something.

Centuries of wars, quarrels and strife have greatly distorted our way of life, our knowledge, our borders. We have long forgotten where the cradle of the pony is. Did it even exist? We can’t remember. But we believe with all our hearts that it’s still somewhere out there, among the distant stars, and we are determined to find it...

- Shiny Stream! - a thunderous voice rolled through the audience. A miniature, aquamarine unicorn with a long, slightly curled mane jumped up and looked at the teacher with confusion in her lilac eyes.

- Stand up! - a tall, tough-looking stallion in a dark purple space fleet uniform with silver officer stripes roared. - Who gave you the right to catch breezes during my lectures?*

- Negative! Uh... No one, sir! Excuse me, sir, I... I was just thinking for a moment! - Shiny said timidly.

- Oh, and what was that about? Maybe about the uselessness of the pre-flight course!? - the officer's stern gaze burned right through.

- Sir, no, sir! I would never…

- Excellent. Since you haven't been distracted, you can easily handle this short test. Let's see what Miss Stream has learned during our long course. - He interrupted her. - Answer! Quickly! How many crew members pilot a Manehattan-class heavy cruiser!?

- Three unicorns!

- What engines do Commonwealth ships use!?

- Thermonuclear-magic shielded!

- Safe afterburner time!?

- From 93 to 180 seconds!

- How to destroy a bug ship!?

- Plasma magic will burn out the ship's interior faster than they can say "Chrysalis"! - A trickle of sweat rolled down the neckband of Shiny's uniform. She clasped her right hoof with her left, trying to suppress a nervous tremor. A quiet chuckle and a murmur of approval swept through the audience. The stallion's gaze softened. There was satisfaction in it, albeit mixed with a slight disappointment at the impossibility of teaching a discipline lesson.

- Mm-hmm, well, not bad. Sit down. - he said and returned to the podium again. - You have indeed learned a lot, but knowledge alone is not enough to participate in such an important and dangerous expedition. You are required... everyone in the audience is required to be extremely vigilant and collected. Is that clear to everyone!?

- Sir, yes, sir! - the ponies answered in unison.

- Excellent! Let's continue. Where were we?...

The preflight course ended late in the evening. The tired ponies quickly went out into the spacious hall of the flight academy. Oh, how beautiful it is here! The walls are hung with tapestries from the time of the princesses. The windows are framed in modern, but stylized vintage frames. The walls are hung with portraits of discoverers, generals and captains who managed to sprinkle themselves with glory during their eventful lives. Truly a beautiful temple of science! Shiny Stream hurriedly left the classroom with a stack of tablets supported by magic. Suddenly, two unicorn from her group blocked her path.

- Shiny, that was cool! - the first one squealed enthusiastically, dancing.

- When did you manage to learn all this so well!? - the second one looked at her in bewilderment.

- Oh! Well, ahem, I... just love everything related to space flights. - Shiny answered nervously.

- Listen, listen! You'll like it. Pebble Bed said he's throwing a party tonight! - the first one threw up her hooves in glee.

- We'll party all night! With cider and cookies! Woo-hoo! You'll come, right? - the second one blurted out in one breath. Both unicorns craned their necks expectantly, waiting for a positive answer. The unexpected offer caused all of Shiny's textbooks and notes to fall to the floor and slide across the smooth, shiny tiles.

- Oh, I'm sorry, girls! But Commander Stomper is right, I need to prepare better before the flight. I hope to see you on the expedition! Bye-bye! - Shiny rattled off, quickly gathering her textbooks, and, backing away, disappeared behind the nearest flight of stairs. She could hear the distant snippets of her friends' conversation.

- Eh, I knew it was a dead end.

- Hey, chin up. Nothing ventured. One day we'll be able to tame this wild pony…

Meanwhile, the Commander was leisurely strolling along the corridors with a thoughtful look. He had no specific goal, but his hooves themselves led him to the Hall of Harmony. There were many huge marble sculptures here: Celestia, Luna, Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, Applejack, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Cadence, Shining Armor. He slowly walked among them, peering into the faces of these majestic sculptures, and his appearance became increasingly sadder.

- Don’t you ever lose your hope. The captain is breaking into a trot. - an old sports student chant was heard behind him, uttered in a familiar hoarse voice. A slight smile touched the corners of the Commander's lips. He quickly straightened up, turned around and saluted a stately elderly blue unicorn with a luxurious curled gray mustache who approached him. - Admiral Bluespace. - the commander said. The admiral closed his eyes and raised his front hoof.

- I'm too old for all this formality, Thunder. - the blue pony saluted with a slight smile in response. The attentive admiral did not miss the commander's gloomy mood. - Are you worried about the new expedition?

- Negative.

- And rightly so. Our expedition will definitely be successful this time. - the admiral grinned into his luxurious mustache and looked up at the statue near which they had stopped. Above them towered the statue of the Ruling Sisters, carefully spreading their wings over their heads. The corners of the admiral's eyes were touched by sadness, but the slight smile never left his lips. The commander looked only at the admiral's face, and these small changes did not escape his gaze. Thunder took a deep breath, exhaled, bit his lip and still decided to say what had been bothering him for a long time.

- Admiral Bluespace, sir, allow me to speak freely. You know how things are without me. We have already sent ten expeditions over the course of time and not one of them has returned. Not. One. Frankly, I don’t know what to think. Maybe it’s time to stop? What if this is all true? What if Equestria no longer exists? Maybe we should abandon fruitless attempts and stop chasing mirages? Leave our past behind and move on? - the words rolled off the commander’s tongue like heavy stones. Bitterness and fatigue were evident in his voice. Bluespace sighed, reluctantly looking away from the statue, and approached the commander, placing a hoof on his shoulder.

- Come on, Thunder. Any pony planet could have sunk into oblivion in such a long time. Anyone, but not this one. Equestria has been the heart of our empire's culture and technology for millennia. It's definitely out there somewhere. We just have to keep looking and believing. - the admiral said confidently. He shook Thunder in a friendly manner.

- I wish I could share your enthusiasm, too. - the commander shook his head. However, his mood improved. The admiral's confidence was infectious.

- Tell me, have you thought about my proposal regarding Shiny Stream? - Bluespace asked, changing the subject to a more neutral one.

- Appoint her to command the ship? With all due respect, sir, I don't think she's the right candidate.

- Why not? - the admiral's eyebrow rose in surprise, merging with his thick gray hair. - She showed herself brilliantly at the exam, she knows everything about the structure of ships, command, and space phenomena. Long story short - take her right now and go to the bridge.

- She has knowledge, true, but she is completely disorganized and confused, does not know how to build relationships with the team, build social connections. On a ship that can plow space for years, this is critically important! - Thunder answered passionately.

- And all these skills come only with experience, Thunder, and you want to deprive her of this experience, and us - from a very promising captain. - Bluespace said politely, but with a slight note of reproach. He adjusted his uniform. Thunder sighed sadly.

- I understand, sir, but I still do not think that she is suitable.

- Well, in that case, I will take responsibility for this decision. I give the order to appoint Shiny Stream to a free ship as captain. - the admiral declared categorically.

- Yes, sir! - Thunder Stomper said crisply.

Commander Thunder snorted softly, unable to contain his displeasure, watching the admiral leave. What a stubborn old mule! However, orders from superiors are not subject to discussion. Even if that superior is your old friend.

*To catch a breeze = head in the clouds = to daydream, to be distracted

[em-mermaid]

of course she signed pearl’s ankle

[inkie-does-whump]

Hermitcraft Charity Livestream Predictions!

[ravenspecimen]

[melting-i-see]

For anyone not watching either of their povs, gem just physically dragged pearl over and signed her ankle with a sharpie. The people deserve to know.

[maplemonarchy]

Real Shiny Duo Hours part 3