The Newcago Court

[Kobold King he/him]

Was that an invitation to join….la familia? 

 

 

But of course! You're the Don Oregona herself. Every kobold on the books sends a percentage over your way. Welcome to Cosa Nostra. 

 

I feel now's a good time to make it known that I'm getting all this mobspeak from a webpage and an MLP fanfic where Angel Bunny was the boss of the Mafia.

[TwiLyghtSansSparkles she/her]

But of course! You're the Don Oregona herself. Every kobold on the books sends a percentage over your way. Welcome to Cosa Nostra. 

 

I feel now's a good time to make it known that I'm getting all this mobspeak from a webpage and an MLP fanfic where Angel Bunny was the boss of the Mafia.

 

And it's still submitted half in cash, half in those little chocolate coins wrapped in gold foil, I trust? 

 

You mention a story like that and don't link to it? Either it's not as awesome as it sounds, or something very shady is going on here.

[Kobold King he/him]

And it's still submitted half in cash, half in those little chocolate coins wrapped in gold foil, I trust? 

 

You mention a story like that and don't link to it? Either it's not as awesome as it sounds, or something very shady is going on here.

 

My crew's got an exclusive deal in bootleg chocolate coins. We can get 'em cheap and tax-free, right under the noses of the Newcago Customs Office. It pays to have good connections in the Wafflesworn.

 

Fluttershy's Bad Hare Day. Not my usual cup of tea, but it involves Angel strutting around with other bunnies calling him capo. How could I resist?

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

My crew's got an exclusive deal in bootleg chocolate coins. We can get 'em cheap and tax-free, right under the noses of the Newcago Customs Office. It pays to have good connections in the Wafflesworn.

So Newcagoan currency is chocolate coins now?

I royally approve.

[Kobold King he/him]

So Newcagoan currency is chocolate coins now?

I royally approve.

 

...

 

See what I mean?  * puffs cigar *

 

Right under their noses.

[Edgedancer he/him]

Was that an invitation to join….la familia? 

 

Look what you have done, Mafia Voidgaze.

 

...

 

See what I mean?  * puffs cigar *

 

Right under their noses.

Chocolate coins and Upvotes, la familia controls all of it, just look at the monopoly of our bosses.

Edited December 30, 2014 by Edgedancer

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

Look what you have done, Mafia Voidgaze.

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Chocolate coins and Upvotes, la familiia controls all of it, just look at the monopoly of our bosses.

What's la familiia?

[Quiver he/him]

What's la familiia?

 

It's either Italian, or faux Italian, for "the family", because of the concept in cinema (and maybe real life? I've never done research into it) that the mafia act as family; the other members will be there for you, but you have to be there for them, too. The point is that, when you join la familia, it's a bond which is (supposed) to be as deep as blood, and you're supposed to act like it is.

 

Of course, if there is a mafia, it means there must be cops. So Magnum P.Iony is on the case!

(Bonus points: that panel is from the comics, and is Rarity's grandfather. More reason Rarity is best pony)

Edited December 30, 2014 by Quiver

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

It's either Italian, or faux Italian, for "the family", because of the concept in cinema (and maybe real life? I've never done research into it) that the mafia act as family; the other members will be there for you, but you have to be there for them, too. The point is that, when you join la familia, it's a bond which is (supposed) to be as deep as blood, and you're supposed to act like it is.

Of course, if there is a mafia, it means there must be cops. So Magnum P.Iony is on the case!

(Bonus points: that panel is from the comics, and is Rarity's grandfather. More reason Rarity is best pony)

Okay. Thank you for the explanation

[Delightful]

Faux Italian as in "Italians don't speak like this but it sounds cool?"

 

Fun fact: The archeological site of Pompeii is pretty much under the control of the Italian Mafia. Hooray for preservation!

 

Um....now I wanna do a Cosmere crossover in which Preservation is the Shard of Archaeology, maybe with Heralds or orders of KR, the Vulcanologists, Historians, Architects, Catalogers.......

 

That was a strange twist, even for me. Then again, this is 17th Shard over here.....

Edited December 30, 2014 by Delightful

[Edgedancer he/him]

Faux Italian as in "Italians don't speak like this but it sounds cool?"

 

Fun fact: The archeological site of Pompeii is pretty much under the control of the Italian Mafia. Hooray for preservation!

 

Um....now I wanna do a Cosmere crossover in which Preservation is the Shard of Archaeology, maybe with Heralds or orders of KR, the Vulcanologists, Historians, Architects, Catalogers.......

 

That was a strange twist, even for me. Then again, this is 17th Shard over here.....

I´m sure the Scardrian people would like Pompeii... a Mistborn vs. a Scrivener´s Bone cyborg...

[Quiver he/him]

Faux Italian as in "Italians don't speak like this but it sounds cool?"

 

Fun fact: The archeological site of Pompeii is pretty much under the control of the Italian Mafia. Hooray for preservation!

 

Um....now I wanna do a Cosmere crossover in which Preservation is the Shard of Archaeology, maybe with Heralds or orders of KR, the Vulcanologists, Historians, Architects, Catalogers.......

 

That was a strange twist, even for me. Then again, this is 17th Shard over here.....

 

Pretty much? I have no idea of actual Italian, so didn't want o risk offence by saying that was what it was.

 

And you have your writing topic for next month then ; )

[Edgedancer he/him]

Pretty much? I have no idea of actual Italian, so didn't want o risk offence by saying that was what it was.

 

And you have your writing topic for next month then ; )

So given you still need to write AoF, I guess the next prompt is "make a Mistborn crossover"?

[Delightful]

I´m sure the Scardrian people would like Pompeii... a Mistborn vs. a Scrivener´s Bone cyborg...

I'm missing an Alcatraz joke there, aren't i? I really should get a copy of those books.

So given you still need to write AoF, I guess the next prompt is "make a Mistborn crossover"?

AoF?

 

And you have your writing topic for next month then ; )

Uuuhhh maybe?

[Edgedancer he/him]

I'm missing an Alcatraz joke there, aren't i? I really should get a copy of those books.

AoF?

Uuuhhh maybe?

More of a reference than a joke but yes you should read the books.

 

Alloy of friendship. Back in the Herd the downvote Mafia aka. la familia threatened Quiver to write a crossover for Mistborn Alloy of Law and MlP:FiM

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

The Newcago Court New Year Ball Celebration has began!

A loud defening fanfare of trumpets sound as the queen and the princess regally walk in to the ball room, where Elsa moves to a large platform and begins to speak. "Welcome royalty, ponies, wolves, guild members and everyone who has been able to make it. I hope you will enjoy the great ball that will continue well into January." Across the ballroom there was a duelling area with a shard blade rack, winter sports, a dance floor, a drinks table, a enormous table with every single food you could imagine including chocolate and a giant cake. On the other side of the ballroom there was also the game 'Pin the spike on the unsuspecting victim', a favourite game of the Dark Alley.

There were also beautiful snow and ice decorations hung everywhere which really brought the room together.

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Edited December 31, 2014 by Queen Elsa Steelheart

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

Winter stepped carefully through the crowd. She wouldn't stay for long, just this night, but she would return later. Winter smiled as the Queen said "wolves." She let her wolf ears rise up. Winter herself wore a nice dress (spoiler 1), with a hidden dagger (spoiler 2). Winter hoped she wouldn't have to use it, but sometimes there were special circumstances. She didn't want to have to shift in a crowd, although even in human form, Winter was dangerous. She looked around for the Dark Alley. Winter didn't notice anyone sticking out, but then again, if there was surveillance, Winter knew, she wouldn't see it until too late. Hopefully the palace guards would help keep an eye on them. Hopefully Winter wouldn't have to use her secret weapon.

"Welcome Winter!" The Queen said smiling. "What a beautiful dress! So glad you could make it. How are you?"

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

"Good, thank you very much." Winter smiled back. "What a nice party!" Winter's urge was to tear to pieces any denizen she could find, but this was a party. A neutral ground. If the Dark Alley broke the truce, then Winter would fight back. If they behaved themselves, then Winter would leave them alone. Winter was itching towards her knife, but she stopped. It was a party. Winter would behave.

"Thank you. I've been looking forward to this ball for ages. Would you like to come to the dance floor?"

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

"Why, yes." Winter smiled, curtsying deep. "The ball is lovely, your Majesty." Winter reminded herself that even if the Queen was her friend, she was also Winter's liege.

 

The Queen smiled. "Thank you, I'm glad people enjoy it, its one of my favourite things about being queen. Having royal balls."

They both walked to the centre of the dance floor and began to dance. "Are you good at dancing, Winter?"

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

"No." Winter sighed. "Haven't danced in years." 

 

"Thats okay. I'm not that great either." The Queen said smiling. "You should have seen how the Duke of Weselton danced around Delightful. Now THAT was some interesting dancing."

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

Winter laughed, starting to relax a little bit. "So... does Newcago have any new alliances?"

The Queen laughed too. "Not really, we took over Scholars Base and LOC a while ago, but other than that, not really. Hows the Pack going?"

[Kobold King he/him]

A glinting dagger picked between a set of sharp fangs, at least one replaced with a golden tooth. Eyes with slitted pupils watched the Queen talk make small talk with the shapeshifter, and a smile stretched across the Kobold King of Crime's jaws.

 

"Whatcha thinkin' 'bout, Boss?" a kobold grumbled from nearby. A smartly dressed gang of the puny reptiles surrounded their King, watching his every move for subtle orders. It wasn't as if they had anything better to do. The very concept of an ice palace was appalling the cold-blooded visitors to the Court, and there was only one furnace in plain sight.

 

"Nothing much," the Kobold King responded languidly. "Just thinkin' about the low security on this place. If it weren't for us, any bozo with a smidge of Investiture could sack the whole Court."

 

The other kobolds frowned. "Whaddya mean?"

 

"Give it some thought, ya ectothermic lug," the King said with a snort. "The Queen herself just put herself in spikin' distance of a feral lycanthrope with ties to the Dark Alley. She let us in here without so much as confiscatin' our daggers. I betcha I could have gotten an Excidium-class plasma cannon in here and the royals wouldn't bat an eye."

 

The other kobolds stared in bemusement. "So..." one ventured slowly. "Yer sayin' we can rob the place?"

 

"Of course not," the Kobold Capo snapped. "First of all, they're under our protection, and second of all, there's no way this place is half as undefended as it looks." He watched for a moment more, than hopped away from the furnace and began making his way across the ice.

 

"Where ya goin'?" kobolds cried in dismay. "Yer gonna freeze!"

 

"No I won't," the Kobold King laughed. "I'm not actually a kobold." He left the reptiles to scratch their heads in confusion.

 

There was no way they'd understand the truth. For he'd told them the truth--he wasn't a kobold. The kobold with the slitted eyes was only a form that he took. His true form was far more etheral. A form capable of dining with Nog-Zathoth without bursting into flame. A form that had gazed into Chaos Itself without blinking. A form that made Epics and humans dance like puppets across the land of Oregon.

 

He was the King of the Kobolds, and it was time to speak with the Queen of Newcago.

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

A glinting dagger picked between a set of sharp fangs, at least one replaced with a golden tooth. Eyes with slitted pupils watched the Queen talk make small talk with the shapeshifter, and a smile stretched across the Kobold King of Crime's jaws.

 

"Whatcha thinkin' 'bout, Boss?" a kobold grumbled from nearby. A smartly dressed gang of the puny reptiles surrounded their King, watching his every move for subtle orders. It wasn't as if they had anything better to do. The very concept of an ice palace was appalling the cold-blooded visitors to the Court, and there was only one furnace in plain sight.

 

"Nothing much," the Kobold King responded languidly. "Just thinkin' about the low security on this place. If it weren't for us, any bozo with a smidge of Investiture could sack the whole Court."

 

The other kobolds frowned. "Whaddya mean?"

 

"Give it some thought, ya ectothermic lug," the King said with a snort. "The Queen herself just put herself in spikin' distance of a feral lycanthrope with ties to the Dark Alley. She let us in here without so much as confiscatin' our daggers. I betcha I could have gotten an Excidium-class plasma cannon in here and the royals wouldn't bat an eye."

 

The other kobolds stared in bemusement. "So..." one ventured slowly. "Yer sayin' we can rob the place?"

 

"Of course not," the Kobold Capo snapped. "First of all, they're under our protection, and second of all, there's no way this place is half as undefended as it looks." He watched for a moment more, than hopped away from the furnace and began making his way across the ice.

 

"Where ya goin'?" kobolds cried in dismay. "Yer gonna freeze!"

 

"No I won't," the Kobold King laughed. "I'm not actually a kobold." He left the reptiles to scratch their heads in confusion.

 

There was no way they'd understand the truth. For he'd told them the truth--he wasn't a kobold. The kobold with the slitted eyes was only a form that he took. His true form was far more etheral. A form capable of dining with Nog-Zathoth without bursting into flame. A form that had gazed into Chaos Itself without blinking. A form that made Epics and humans dance like puppets across the land of Oregon.

 

He was the King of the Kobolds, and it was time to speak with the Queen of Newcago.

The Queen turned around and saw Kobold King approaching. "Welcome Kobold King!" she said smiling. "Nice to see you. How are you?"

 

"I have three members total, including me, and there's a pony hanging out." Winter sighed. "Any new enemies?"

"No new enemies here, which is good. What about you?"

[Kobold King he/him]

"Just enjoyin' the scenery," the Kobold said, yawning in such a way that showed a row of fangs. "Ya really outdid yourself with all the ice this year. How long does it take to prepare this place for a ball, anyway?"

[Queen Elsa Steelheart she/her]

"Just enjoyin' the scenery," the Kobold said, yawning in such a way that showed a row of fangs. "Ya really outdid yourself with all the ice this year. How long does it take to prepare this place for a ball, anyway?"

"Thank you." She said, smiling.  "It takes around a week to two weeks depending on the length of the ball. The Royal Kitchen work extremely hard to make incredible food. In fact, all of the servants do."