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Th́e͟r̕e áre̕ a ͝l̷ot̸ ͢of͟ ̶o͢t̷h́er͡ ͏v͡ǫi̧ces͜ ̨here. I ͏do no̸t ̶unde̸r͢s͘tąnd͢ ̧wha̶ţ ͘t͢he҉y ̸aré ͡şaying҉. ͟Th͜e͠y͡ ͏are͟ ͡all̕ ̨taļk̀i͘ng͠ át o͝n̴c͡e.͢

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"҉I do n͡o͜t̢ ̶kno̷w͏.̶" They immediately reply.  "҉I҉ hav͞e͟ jus̷t kin̴d̀ of̷..҉ex͏i͞s̵te̵d. I ̴d͟on'̢t́ re̡m͝ęmb̵er any͢th҉i̶nǵ ̸a̧b̢ouţ wh̕ere i̵ w̶a̡s̴ ̛bef̛o͠re̶ nów̵."̕ They look over Glados.  "Y͡ou ar͘é cl̵e͘a͞rl͞y̴ ̀el͏ȩc̕t̡ŕonic.̵ ̴T̶h҉e̴ ͢w̵ire̕s͘ ̡a̧re͢ ́a̡s̨ c̨lea͜r a̛s ͜day."͝

(gladospony) "What... even are you supposed to be? I sense a massive amount of electromagnetic energy radiating off of your body."

“̕I͝ co̡ul͟d͢ ͘a̸s͟k ̧y̡ou̡ t͟he s̸a̵m͘e ̛t͟h́iǹg.͠"̀ White Noise says, tilting their head slightly. “̧Ỳou͠ ar͟e͡ a̶bout as n̕at̷ur̕al a̵s̡ ̧i ͞am͝.͘" 

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(gladospony) "What... even are you supposed to be? I sense a massive amount of electromagnetic energy radiating off of your body."

"̕I͝ co̡ul͟d͢ ͘a̸s͟k ̧y̡ou̡ t͟he s̸a̵m͘e ̛t͟h́iǹg.͠"̀ White Noise says, tilting their head slightly. "̧Ỳou͠ ar͟e͡ a̶bout as n̕at̷ur̕al a̵s̡ ̧i ͞am͝.͘" 

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"You know, when you think about it, you're pretty much always ready for Nightmare Night. That's pretty cool."

White Noise just kinda stared at Skittles for a while. They weren’t entirely sure what Nightmare Night was.

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“͠I͢ am̵ n͜-̧not l̀o͡okín̕g ͟ţo̧ hùr-́h͡u-̛hu̢rt̵ aņyo̶ne͟, i s҉-s͜w͞ear͠.̨.̛"̕  

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Chell looked at the strange pony, the mute mare slowly approaching...

The alicorn sized static pony just idly floated there, looking at Chell. They tilt their head slightly, but do not speak.

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Ask My Muse About Death

Send my muse one or a few of these questions (all of them related to death, life after death, etc. so please read with that warning in mind)

Have you ever come close to dying?

What do you think is the worst possible way to die?

Do you think there’s life after death?

If you were reborn as someone/something new, who or what would you want to be?

If you do believe in the afterlife, what kind of afterlife do you think awaits you?

Have you ever taken someone’s life?

Are you afraid of dying?

Do you ever wish you were immortal?

If you are immortal, do you ever wish you were mortal instead?

Name one (or a few) people in your life whose death would ruin you.

Who do you think would miss you most if you were gone?

Name one person you’d protect even if it meant sacrificing yourself.

If you had to choose a way to die, what would you choose?

Have you ever seen someone die (but you didn’t cause it)?

Has someone ever tried to severely hurt you?

Could you kill someone if it meant protecting yourself or someone else?

If you could meet someone who has died, who would it be?

Do you believe the dead ever come back to walk the earth?

Have you ever seen a ghost/spirit?

If you’ve ever had a near-death experience, describe what happened and what you saw/experienced.

BONUS: FOR UNDEAD/SPOOKY MUSES

How did you die?

What’s the last thing you remember before death?

Is the afterlife/undeath exactly as you pictured it to be?

What do you consider yourself (ghost, zombie, spirit, etc.)?

Do you wish you were alive and mortal again?

Was death frightening to you?

What have you learned since your death?

When you meet living people, are they afraid of you?

If you could be brought back to life, would you accept?

Did you return for a reason?

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@spark-of-magic from This

They had heard the voice coming from some other part of the castle. It seemed fairly close, however they couldn’t really pin it down exactly. However, instead of just leaving the castle or going to meet presumably the only pony in it, they decide to just keep wandering around, however the static noise was replaced with quiet violin music.

Being semi-dead changes someone’s thought process.

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"͠I͢ am̵ n͜-̧not l̀o͡okín̕g ͟ţo̧ hùr-́h͡u-̛hu̢rt̵ aņyo̶ne͟, i s҉-s͜w͞ear͠.̨.̛"̕  

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White Noise just stared at the other pony. Their top red eyes blinking as they tilt their head slightly. "I̢'̀m͝ ̵a͟-̸a̸ ̕g͢h-o͟-̸os͜t, i͏ g͏ue-guȩss." They reply, their muzzle not moving as they spoke. Their voice stuttered quite heavily.

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Aria had noted the static in the air in the Korethelan. Considering that there were no clouds in the sky that morning- meaning no storms, and, henceforth, no lightning -this was odd. But, of all the sources she could have dreamed up…a static pony was not on the list.

“…Uuh…what…are you, exactly…?”

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"It̴ ͢is͘ n͠i͟ce t̀o̧ ́me͢et y͜o̶u, Em̨ma.̧ I'̡m n̸o͜t́ ͟int̢e͏nd̸ing ̷to͏ ͜h́arm yo̸u or̴ aǹyt͢h̨ing. I ̶ju͟st̶ seem ͏to ̕be̸ l̷os̶t́.̵."̸

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