MLP conversion Bureau discussion.

A ponified Dalek would require that a)the CB ponies find out that Daleks are actually biological lifeforms in the first place b)they manage to actually not get slaughtered in an attempt to capture a live Dalek and c)successfully extract said Dalek from its travel machine to apply Potion. I'd also add that Daleks don't have the mass to completely transform into ponies... or I would if it weren't for the fact that brains-in-jars are apparently able to be ponified as it is according to The Reluctant Cyborg.

Didn't just a little bit of human DNA make a Dalek experience love or something? The potion would completely overwrite them.

All of this is irrelevant as a ponyfied Dalek would probably be the most terryfying, awesome and hilarious entity in the Multiverse. Discord would even be ready to fully cooperate with Celestia if it means he can see this glorious result (and the face of Celly once she understand what she just unleashed on Equestria).

Pretty much.

I think I mentioned something similar.

As for the ponified Daleks, simply containing a single Dalek long enough to extract it from its casing without the use of technobabble would inflict enough casualties to empty Canterlot. And considering the Dalek's past history with hybridization (Namely, the humanised Daleks (who were destroyed), Hybrid!Sec (who was shot) and The Dalek of Van What's-his-name's Vault (who commited suicide)), it is likely the result would kill itself or be executed by Transmat Kill-team before the day was up.

But the day before the Kill-team reach him would be... interesting, to say the least.

Hatred.

Believe me, Daleks are really, really, REALLY good at hating things.

I completely forgot about that. Still, if I weren't busy trying to fight off the urge to procrastinate long enough to get something new done for Darth Sonic's worldbuilding project I think I'd try my hand at writing something up for that scenario, just for the sheer hell of it.

Conversion Bureau: Shadows over Innsmouth anyone?

Well, it does depend on when TCB-Celestia arrives on Skaro. Like right before 'Genesis of the Daleks' and they're activated and they start getting Muto converts?

Or hell, some potion gets spilled on Davros... and he overthrows Celestia from within. Because no way in HELL is his willpower being overwritten by her.

I'd be interested in it.

Go for it.

You reminded me of the CoC: Dark Corners of the Earth video game. Specifically the part about the madness-inducing deep underground ruins with the polyps.

You see, eons ago, The Great Race of Alicorns waged a great war against the Humans. They won the surface and managed to seal them away deep underground to rot there, imprisoned for all eternity. But then, one curious pony investigator, following the trail leading from the dark and mysterious town of Innsmuzzle, stumbles upon the ruins and with no way back has no other choice but to move forward. Follow him as he solves intricate puzzles based on the alien concepts of 'technology', and from the ruins of a fallen civilization slowly discovers the dark truths about the universe he lives in. As he struggles with utterly alien ways of thinking to reach his goal, he questions more and more things about everything he knew as 'true' and 'sane'.

I'm mixing the Ythians and Elder things here, but I think it could work. Have the humans assume the role of the Elder Things as they tried to create a weapon system to combat the starspawn (mostly unchanged). With super-science they created the Alicorns, and few other versions with limiters installed (other ponies) to act as servants. They rebelled though (they are, after all, taking the place of shoggoths) after gaining the ability to think and managed to seal away what remained of humanity after the war with the starspawn. In the last, desperate gambit before defeat, humanity managed to postpone the rising of R'lyeh and awakening of Cthulhu. Mankind is now sealed in deep underground cities, mostly in cold sleep / in virtual reality / as computer uploads, while their machine servants continue to create weapons, robotic soldiers and the like, lulling the Deep Ones into false sense of security and readying for the inevitable moment when the stars are right again to do battle with the starspawn once more to stop them from awakening Cthulhu, and retaking Earth.

I'm running on the premise that humans are not gimped in every way like in the Mythos, and that our science actually has the capability of achieving levels allowing us to do some impressive things, like actually making sort-of sense of how the universe works. Not Migou level, but close, and we'd probably get along with them just fine. Probably.

Pony magic, as a result of being a creation of human super-science, is (just like the rest of their race), severely limited. The equines are simply not equipped to understand the inner workings of the universe on a level even close to ours. They have some neat tricks, but all of those are just feats of science redesigned to be performed by an organic platform. Simply put, ponies take the place of humans in the original mythos. Of course, the Alicorns (at least the surviving ones) aren't limited as much by their design, so they at least have some understanding of the greater universe. And they have enough of it to know it's best to keep everyone else in the dark about these things.

You can redesign some locations and characters to fit the mythos better - the Everfree becomes a haunted place, off-limits to everyone that wishes to not have his soul munched on. Discord is so painfully obvious as an avatar of Nyarlathotep it's obvious he isn't actually one (or is he?). The changelings / shapeshifters / whatever would fall under Shub-Niggurath, I suppose. Of course, they all would definitely keep a low profile, since it wouldn't do to have eldritch abominations running around freely. Have them only appear in old myths and legends, and when they do appear personally, villages go missing and insane ponies appear, gibbering madly. Obviously those poor souls are too far gone, since they are talking about coming from a village or town that never existed and Celestia wouldn't lie or alter memories and trust the princess and everything will be all right.

The Alicorns of course have only vague understanding of the forces at play, but try they best to contain the problem whenever one arises. They managed to keep everything running for quite some time, but even they know they can't keep this up forever and are living on a borrowed time.

That's where the investigator from the first paragraph comes in. He discovers some truths, some Deep One conspiracies, the whole epic and depressing adventure. In the end, with barely any sanity left, in the ancient ruins of human civilization (or after consulting the princesses), he is presented with a choice. He realizes that the stars are almost right, the starspawn will soon be on the move and try to awaken Cthulhu. Might be a week from now, a year, decade or century, no one really knows. The equines can't really move against them, they don't have enough power to do so - they could try though, but it would result in horrific casualties, mass-hysteria and widespread insanity, and the chances of victory are slim at best (even with EoH and other stuff). The only way to stop Cthulhu from awakening is to awaken humans, the ancient enemy of the Starspawn. But the humans will exact revenge upon the ponies and enslave them once more, with better restraints implanted, or just kill them on sight as the faulty tools they are. Or not, no one really understands how humans think.

So here's the finale of the story - the choice between fighting an impossible battle against a superior foe, or awakening their old masters and accepting their fate, whatever it may be. It's a tough decision, debated for years between parties in the know, struggling to reach a conclusion before the stars are right, but postponed to give the normal folk at least one another year of borrowed time to live in peace. So they debate, mobilize, the princesses become nervous wrecks trying to squeeze in at least a month or two of peace and hope their procrastination didn't just doom their entire race. Extinction or slavery, what to do, what to do...

They don't realize that humanity is going to wake anyway when they feel like it, making all their effort, dreams and hopes meaningless, because the universe is a cold, uncaring place that, frankly, doesn't give a fuck.

Nyarladiscord hasn't stopped laughing for three centuries now.

If I had the time, I would.

*Tosses money at screen, shatters it but continues*

Guardian Box, abso-fucking-lutely brilliant!

I can only concur. Great job!

That's the best idea of the past... 10 or so pages at the very least. Well done, GB, and here's hoping you decide to develop that into a full fic.

I sincerely doubt it's going to happen. Ever.

Fell free to run with the idea if you feel like it though.

I wish I could do such an idea justice.

Anyone want a summary of 800 year promise? There's material there that could make a good deconstruction - if instead of his harebrained scheme Ralph had simply gone to the Dragons (and Griffons) much earlier with the true story of what was being done to humanity, and suggestions that they might be next. I don't think I've seen a deconstruction based on the other species worrying what Celestia might do next now that she has decided that non-pony intelligent life is not allowed to continue existing.

Post it; it'll save us the time and effort of trying to wade through it.

Do it.

Well since we are going back into a certain line of thinking I would like to propose that the TBC ponys invade 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit' earth.

Long story short tier is a very large amount of very powerful toon forces who are not happy with the ponys.

Oh and both the ponys and their magic is vulnerable to dip.

Actually, I'd have them vulnerable to non-Ponyverse magnets.

Those poor poor Daleks. That's just mean!