Subject: Aaand, I left out what would change.
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Posted on: 2013-04-08 06:45:00 UTC

Well, Marvin the Wizard would be much less shy, but much more socially awkward. He would see the world as one massive opportunity to study friendship, and upon introduction to MLP:FiM, would use the friendship reports as scientific reports on how frendship works, and attempt to use them as guidelines to live by. Unfortunately, it will translate to everyone else as being very creepy. You see, he would have studied friendship from afar, and while he would know how it should work, it would be very hard for him to put it into practice.

As a wizard from the Disc, while being more open and considerate to non-wizards then most of his peers, he would still be a bit of an elitist, and feel that magic users were ever so slightly better then everyone else. He would be a unicorn evry time he enters a new badfic. If he has to go to Cloudsdale, he casts the cloud-walking spell on himself.

And now, a random moment in Marvin the Wizard's non-adventures.

Printworthy stared at his partner in shock. "Have you lost your mind!? That's suicidal, there is no way it could work!"

Marvin laughed, preparing to charge headlong into almost absolute death for anypony else. "There is something you should know about Disc wizards, Printworthy. We have to be claimed by Death himself when we die, and last I checked, Death isn't in Equestria! I can't die!"

ARE YOU SHURE ABOUT THAT?

Marvin froze, his pupils as small as pinheads, and his mane stuck upright. He slowly turned, dreading what he would see. Standing before him was a tall, bone white pony, with a platinum blonde mane. The pony wore a black cloak over his head, his eyes shining out from underneeth. That is, if you could call them eyes. Rather, where the pony's eyes should have been were two dark sockets, with two bright blue sparks for the actual eyes. Marvin glanced towards the pony's flank and saw a black hourglass cutiemark, the sand all emptied to the bottom, and a scythe lieing across the front.Were it not for the eyes and cutie mark, Marvin would have sworn he was looking at Death's dreaded mount, Blinky. But this pony was not Blinky. It was... It was...

I AM DEATH OF PONIES.

Marvin fainted on the spot.

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