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PANDALISTICAIDAY! Phantom’s Day Off “Mop, mop here, mop, mop there, mop all over this place.  That’s how I get through this chore in this numerable place of mine.”  Chaos Phantom cheerful sings while cleaning the base from top to bottom. It was still early morning when he finishes the common room with a mop and bucket.  He is currently wearing rubber gloves and a handkerchief on his head, almost looking like a cleaning lady. “Phantom…why are you singing that horrible song?”  An annoyed Lieutenant Lightning asks the masked crusader.  The blonde hero currently reading the newspaper in the living room

A Choice The green hound leads them to what appears to be an abandoned three-story building. The windows were broken with just a few jagged shards of glass clinging to the window frames desperately, whilst the door was boarded up with solid wooden planks crisscrossing one another. The walls themselves were damp with moss and a few bricks had been displaced, whilst the rest looked ready to crumble from neglect.  Chaos Phantom was a little surprised that someone who had just stolen thousands of dollars would be here. Perhaps it was simply a hideout, or a place to stash the money. Phantom phases through the boarded-up door. Crystal waits outsid

A Long Overdue Reunion Space.  An endless existence of darkness and light massed together in chaotic harmony.  Travelers sail through this sea of stars in search of adventure and fortune upon other worlds.  It is also the ultimate waste dump, as many things drift away into the endless unknown and forgotten by time.  In the center of an asteroid field, far from any populated world, a giant asteroid bigger then any castle slowly drifts with the other space rocks. On this asteroid there is a large cave opening, wide and large enough for a battle cruiser ship to enter but only goes ten feet until reaching a dead-end.  Within the cave a dark port

Chapter 2 - Welcome to Ponyville The sun rises to start another peaceful day in Ponyville, its golden light shines through a bedroom window and reaches the face of a dark blue alicorn stallion who sleeps peacefully in his bed.  The pony turns his head to avoid the light hitting his face; despite the sunrays annoying him he smiles at the lights warmth.  Suddenly, a loud noise fully awakens the young stallion as he bolts straight upward. “What the hay was that?”  Knight didn’t need to think for too long, already knowing the answer.  “Jester.  What is that knucklehead doing?”   Groaning as he gets up and out of bed