To let you guys get an idea of how I'm gonna have the Rob here is what I got for him, it is most of chapter one and the beginning of chapter two.
Chaos Abound, Chapter 1: The Beginning of Chaos...
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He walked onto the stage of a dark auditorium and as he did so a spot light revealed him to the crowd. As the man walked to the stage the audience is quick to notice that he is average in every way, from appearance to clothing. Similar in many ways to some of his current viewers, but as his more local audience knows all too well… He is far from average.
He clasped his hands and spoke, "Now ladies, gentlemen, and Robs of all shapes, sizes, and genders of choice. I have gathered you and the readers here today so we all may observe and, more importantly, bet on a most interesting series of events. I have used my abilities as a Random Omnipotent Being to put on a show that you can all enjoy and hopefully not many of the readers will stop reading and leave flaming reviews after they're done; as for you, my fellow Robs, this is an anti-omniscient zone, so you can't see into the future before you place any bets." At this most of the Robs, now identified as such, groaned, while a few others laughed at their misfortune. "Now, if you are done, I will tell you what this is all about. Oh and you may call me Bert."
The newly identified Bert clicked a button on the remote, which had suddenly appeared in his hand, and the projector screen lit up with a blank white screen. Bert stood there for a moment and clicked the button again.
Nothing.
"Damn it…" Bert muttered as he smacked the remote and then clicked the button a third time. At this, three columns of text appeared. "Finally… As I was saying, this is what we are all here to see or rather a list of poor saps that I dragged into this."
The first two columns showed lists of Good Guys and Bad Guys, while the third, which really was just a header, read The Star Wars Galaxy. "This is a basic list of the groups of beings that I've borrowed and as you can see, it should prove to be… *Evil grin* Fun... Now, my fellow Robs, if you would pick up the tablets that you received earlier, you will see the extended list of who will be on each side and what they will have resource wise. Oh and readers, you don't have to read it all, but I do advise at least glancing at it, or you'll be totally lost later on."
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(I'm not including the listings here, I just want you guys to see what's going on with the Rob, but I'll post the info later.)
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"As you can see, the "Good Guys" are in this for the long haul, but they won't quiet know what they are being put against, and they aren't the only ones going into this looking for a fight, so here are the baddies."
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"While the "Bad Guys" don't have an as extensive list, they are going to be out for blood and ascension." Bert paused and reached over to the suddenly there table next to him and drank from the glass he acquired from it, "Ah, much better. Where was I? Oh yes. Now each side has their reasons for doing what they are doing, for the soon to be organized U.N., it will simply be so they can live their lives, do the Star Wars galaxy some good, and later on, fulfill the role they have been given.
"As for the newly reformed Covenant Empire, well… Hmm… That is a bit more complicated. Now the Covenant will be comprised of two kinds of aliens, and I'm not just talking about the Xenomorphs. One kind is the sort that we know the Covenant for: religious fanatics. The other is the sort that just wants to have power and/or eliminate all who threaten their existence. For the latter, their motivation will be the fact that if they stay with each other and the rest of the Covenant, they will be very hard to get rid of. For the former, their motivation is something that I really didn't want to include, but in the end was forced to.
"At the center of Covenant worship is the idea that if they activate the Halo rings, they will ascend to god-hood. And in order to properly get their asses into gear, I will have to have the minor Halos and Ark, along with some other Forerunner stuff in the Galaxy (the Star Wars one). But there are some things you must know, one there will NOT be any Flood of any sort. Two there will be NO Forerunners around. Three, all of the technology will still be keyed to humans from Halo. But they will be able to have the key changed to something else later on, as for how or what they would change it to, I'll be keeping that a secret for the moment.
"Now I will let the Robs ask some questions. Please raise your hand if you have one." As looked over them a few dozen hands shot up. "Okay, I'll go with you ma'am, in the red shirt. Please say where you are from and what your question is."
She grabbed the mic that appeared in front of her, "Thank you. I'm from around the little bit of reality that's in-between the Marvel and DC multi-verses…" At that many of the other Robs winced. "Yeah, I know, that is part of why I'm asking what I'm asking. Now, what are you going to do about the bull shit that happens in the universes that you're taking people from, particularly Stargate, Naruto, and Forgotten Realms? And also, what are going to do about the bull that takes place in the Star Wars universe, I mean, they are very entertaining places to observe, but when you come from a place like where I'm from, that sort of shit just gets old and fast."
Bert looked at and nodded, "Ah, I understand your concerns and I hope to not let you down on this. As for what I'm doing about much of the bull shit, first: they cannot perform the SG-1 trifecta, which is time travel, parallel dimension travel, and alternate reality travel. The only stuff that any one will be able to do that is under the category of Space and Time is the following: teleportation, FTL travel (slip-stream space and hyperspace of varying forms), pocket dimensions (dyson spheres/shield worlds, sealing scrolls, and other similar things), and a few other very select things. And as for the bull from Star Wars, well I try to curb it in, buuut… Well, as you know, Star Wars is a really difficult universe to work with from a logical standpoint. Next question. You, sir in the black."
"Thank you. I'm from just outside the Forgotten Realms Containment Zone and I was wondering how you'll introduce all of these people to what is going on and how do you expect them all to work together? I ask this for the reader's benefit."
"Good point and thank you for that. First I must point out that as a Rob, I can just implant the basic understanding of what is going on to them, so they don't try to kill each other. The other thing that I'm doing is having them forge bonds via combat. Many of the people who I consider important to the plot will be put into different situations where they have to work together to survive. I'll have something similar going on for the bulk of the "good guy's" fleet. As for the "bad guys", well they are the sort who it would take more than fighting together to get them to cooperate in the long run, hell even short term for some of them. So I'm gonna have to do full on R.O.B. hand waving to get things going with them. But that isn't to say there won't be any problems, there will be, they just won't be popping up immediately or really violently until later.
"Next question. Hmm, let's go with you sir, in the camo hoodie."
He stood up and grabbed the mic, "Thank you sir, as you know, many of the readers who are MLP: FiM fans generally... Disapprove of Alicorn OCs. How are you going to balance that with the fact that you seem to have a small population of Alicorns participating in this situation?"
Bert sighed, "Yeah, that I forgot about that for a bit. The situation is complicated, due to the various sources on Alicorns and how they are depicted in general. I am having there be more Alicorns other than the Princesses, the why comes down to a number of facts. One, it has been shown that Alicorns can be born. Princesses Luna and Celestia. Flurry Heart. The less know cousin Leon. These characters show that it can happen and for some, Leon for example, there is no real explanation for as to where they came from or who their parents are. Two, it has been shown that the kind of Pony one is can be very... Random. The Cakes are the main example, two Earth Ponies having a Pegasus and a Unicorn, with the genetic traits being very vague. Three, Alicorns are considered a perfect balance between the three common Pony types: Unicorn, Pegasus, and Earth Pony. So thus, with the three tribes becoming one nation, inter-breeding between them would become exponentially higher."
Bert stopped for a moment to take another sip from his suddenly there glass, "That fact leads me to say that slowly, extremely slowly, Alicorns would start to be born, and even then they would be incredibly uncommon. They would be long lived, only three or four hundred years, they would usually be powerful, but not too powerful, just more so in comparison to normal Ponies, let’s say Shining Armor or pre Element Bearer Twilight Sparkle. And finally, an Alicorn would have much higher chances of having a Alicorn child, even if their partner wasn't an Alicorn. Cadence is a good example of this, but that could be written off as as the fact that she is a Alicorn princess, which will matter in this situation. Overall, the common Alicorns will not be super powerful, they will not have natural lifespans of thousands of years, and they will not be Mary Sues.
"Now there is one other note about Alicorns. For the moment, I will be having only three minor Alicorns (Alicorn OCs) that will be important, all of them are highly experienced military commanders, and have been so for at least several decades, so they will be quick on the up keep and won't make too many mistakes." Bert took a deep breath, "Now, next question? You in the neon pink. Yes, you, please stand up..."
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Now here is the bit from Chapter 2: Introduction to Madness. It takes place after the Robs take a break to make their bets.
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After a break, Bert walked back on to the stage and waited as the auditorium fill back up. As soon as the last of the Robs entered the room, he cleared his throat, "Okay, now that we are all here again, let's get back to business. First things first, I have many things going on that I've shown to you, but there are going to be a number of little surprises that are important and I won't be saying much about. Bu–"
*THUMP!* *THUMP!* *THUMP!*
Bert glanced to the right side of the stage, where the sounds that had interrupted him came from and then gave a disbelieving stare, "...I though he would be out for a few more hou–"
*THUMP!*
The edge of a wooden crate appeared. The holes along the top, along with the crates movement, made it obvious that there's a very displeased animal inside it.
*THUMP!* *THUMP!*
The crate was now in full view of the crowd, who broke into whispers at the various and numerous labels on it: LIVING CARGO - WARNING - DO NOT ANTAGONIZE - FIRE HAZARD - THIS SIDE UP - RUSHING JAWS - ON LOAN FROM ERU/ILÚVATAR
Bert listened to their whispers with a smirk as he walked up to the crate and sat on it.
"No way, did he really...?
"Holy shit, is it safe to be near it? Let alone in the same building?"
"How can he be so casual about this?"
"I don't know about you, but if nothing else this will end up leading to some very entertaining situations."
"Entertaining situations?! Shit, I'd have left the building by now if it weren't for the bets I made earlier!"
"If he has him under control, we should be fine... Right?"
"Whatever..." The Rob sighed and turned to the stage, "Hey Bert? Should we be worrying about that or what?!"
Bert's smirk grew into a full on grin, "Ah, everything's fine, he just woke up sooner than I thought he would. Speaking of..." Bert, still sitting on it, looked down at the crate and rapped his knuckles on it. "That should keep him down until after I want to let him out." Bert sighed, stood up, and gave the crate a hard kick. A vortex opened over it and the crate slowly rose, until it went through. After the vortex closed, Bert turned back to the crowd and he gestured to where the crate was a moment ago, "See, all's good... Now, What I was saying? ...Oh right, I won't be saying much about the surprises I'll be having, but they will be all sorts of fun and will make things very... Interesting."
Bert walked back to the center of the stage and took a drink of water. "Oh and for the readers who wanted to see more of the Q&A, if there are enough questions that raise good points, there will be a section or two featuring those questions in future chapters." As he said this he started to fade away. "Now we are going to move on to where important people are waking to their new reality and having new bonds between them be forged in fire. This isn't what I originally going to do, buuuut a friend of mine said that what I had was too boring and un-Rob-ish. So get ready for a lot of action, laughs, muttered and not so muttered curses, and the obligatory explosions."
As Bert finished, he was gone.
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There you have it, I wonder how many people are going to figure out what is in the crate...
Chaos Abound, Chapter 1: The Beginning of Chaos...
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He walked onto the stage of a dark auditorium and as he did so a spot light revealed him to the crowd. As the man walked to the stage the audience is quick to notice that he is average in every way, from appearance to clothing. Similar in many ways to some of his current viewers, but as his more local audience knows all too well… He is far from average.
He clasped his hands and spoke, "Now ladies, gentlemen, and Robs of all shapes, sizes, and genders of choice. I have gathered you and the readers here today so we all may observe and, more importantly, bet on a most interesting series of events. I have used my abilities as a Random Omnipotent Being to put on a show that you can all enjoy and hopefully not many of the readers will stop reading and leave flaming reviews after they're done; as for you, my fellow Robs, this is an anti-omniscient zone, so you can't see into the future before you place any bets." At this most of the Robs, now identified as such, groaned, while a few others laughed at their misfortune. "Now, if you are done, I will tell you what this is all about. Oh and you may call me Bert."
The newly identified Bert clicked a button on the remote, which had suddenly appeared in his hand, and the projector screen lit up with a blank white screen. Bert stood there for a moment and clicked the button again.
Nothing.
"Damn it…" Bert muttered as he smacked the remote and then clicked the button a third time. At this, three columns of text appeared. "Finally… As I was saying, this is what we are all here to see or rather a list of poor saps that I dragged into this."
The first two columns showed lists of Good Guys and Bad Guys, while the third, which really was just a header, read The Star Wars Galaxy. "This is a basic list of the groups of beings that I've borrowed and as you can see, it should prove to be… *Evil grin* Fun... Now, my fellow Robs, if you would pick up the tablets that you received earlier, you will see the extended list of who will be on each side and what they will have resource wise. Oh and readers, you don't have to read it all, but I do advise at least glancing at it, or you'll be totally lost later on."
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(I'm not including the listings here, I just want you guys to see what's going on with the Rob, but I'll post the info later.)
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"As you can see, the "Good Guys" are in this for the long haul, but they won't quiet know what they are being put against, and they aren't the only ones going into this looking for a fight, so here are the baddies."
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"While the "Bad Guys" don't have an as extensive list, they are going to be out for blood and ascension." Bert paused and reached over to the suddenly there table next to him and drank from the glass he acquired from it, "Ah, much better. Where was I? Oh yes. Now each side has their reasons for doing what they are doing, for the soon to be organized U.N., it will simply be so they can live their lives, do the Star Wars galaxy some good, and later on, fulfill the role they have been given.
"As for the newly reformed Covenant Empire, well… Hmm… That is a bit more complicated. Now the Covenant will be comprised of two kinds of aliens, and I'm not just talking about the Xenomorphs. One kind is the sort that we know the Covenant for: religious fanatics. The other is the sort that just wants to have power and/or eliminate all who threaten their existence. For the latter, their motivation will be the fact that if they stay with each other and the rest of the Covenant, they will be very hard to get rid of. For the former, their motivation is something that I really didn't want to include, but in the end was forced to.
"At the center of Covenant worship is the idea that if they activate the Halo rings, they will ascend to god-hood. And in order to properly get their asses into gear, I will have to have the minor Halos and Ark, along with some other Forerunner stuff in the Galaxy (the Star Wars one). But there are some things you must know, one there will NOT be any Flood of any sort. Two there will be NO Forerunners around. Three, all of the technology will still be keyed to humans from Halo. But they will be able to have the key changed to something else later on, as for how or what they would change it to, I'll be keeping that a secret for the moment.
"Now I will let the Robs ask some questions. Please raise your hand if you have one." As looked over them a few dozen hands shot up. "Okay, I'll go with you ma'am, in the red shirt. Please say where you are from and what your question is."
She grabbed the mic that appeared in front of her, "Thank you. I'm from around the little bit of reality that's in-between the Marvel and DC multi-verses…" At that many of the other Robs winced. "Yeah, I know, that is part of why I'm asking what I'm asking. Now, what are you going to do about the bull shit that happens in the universes that you're taking people from, particularly Stargate, Naruto, and Forgotten Realms? And also, what are going to do about the bull that takes place in the Star Wars universe, I mean, they are very entertaining places to observe, but when you come from a place like where I'm from, that sort of shit just gets old and fast."
Bert looked at and nodded, "Ah, I understand your concerns and I hope to not let you down on this. As for what I'm doing about much of the bull shit, first: they cannot perform the SG-1 trifecta, which is time travel, parallel dimension travel, and alternate reality travel. The only stuff that any one will be able to do that is under the category of Space and Time is the following: teleportation, FTL travel (slip-stream space and hyperspace of varying forms), pocket dimensions (dyson spheres/shield worlds, sealing scrolls, and other similar things), and a few other very select things. And as for the bull from Star Wars, well I try to curb it in, buuut… Well, as you know, Star Wars is a really difficult universe to work with from a logical standpoint. Next question. You, sir in the black."
"Thank you. I'm from just outside the Forgotten Realms Containment Zone and I was wondering how you'll introduce all of these people to what is going on and how do you expect them all to work together? I ask this for the reader's benefit."
"Good point and thank you for that. First I must point out that as a Rob, I can just implant the basic understanding of what is going on to them, so they don't try to kill each other. The other thing that I'm doing is having them forge bonds via combat. Many of the people who I consider important to the plot will be put into different situations where they have to work together to survive. I'll have something similar going on for the bulk of the "good guy's" fleet. As for the "bad guys", well they are the sort who it would take more than fighting together to get them to cooperate in the long run, hell even short term for some of them. So I'm gonna have to do full on R.O.B. hand waving to get things going with them. But that isn't to say there won't be any problems, there will be, they just won't be popping up immediately or really violently until later.
"Next question. Hmm, let's go with you sir, in the camo hoodie."
He stood up and grabbed the mic, "Thank you sir, as you know, many of the readers who are MLP: FiM fans generally... Disapprove of Alicorn OCs. How are you going to balance that with the fact that you seem to have a small population of Alicorns participating in this situation?"
Bert sighed, "Yeah, that I forgot about that for a bit. The situation is complicated, due to the various sources on Alicorns and how they are depicted in general. I am having there be more Alicorns other than the Princesses, the why comes down to a number of facts. One, it has been shown that Alicorns can be born. Princesses Luna and Celestia. Flurry Heart. The less know cousin Leon. These characters show that it can happen and for some, Leon for example, there is no real explanation for as to where they came from or who their parents are. Two, it has been shown that the kind of Pony one is can be very... Random. The Cakes are the main example, two Earth Ponies having a Pegasus and a Unicorn, with the genetic traits being very vague. Three, Alicorns are considered a perfect balance between the three common Pony types: Unicorn, Pegasus, and Earth Pony. So thus, with the three tribes becoming one nation, inter-breeding between them would become exponentially higher."
Bert stopped for a moment to take another sip from his suddenly there glass, "That fact leads me to say that slowly, extremely slowly, Alicorns would start to be born, and even then they would be incredibly uncommon. They would be long lived, only three or four hundred years, they would usually be powerful, but not too powerful, just more so in comparison to normal Ponies, let’s say Shining Armor or pre Element Bearer Twilight Sparkle. And finally, an Alicorn would have much higher chances of having a Alicorn child, even if their partner wasn't an Alicorn. Cadence is a good example of this, but that could be written off as as the fact that she is a Alicorn princess, which will matter in this situation. Overall, the common Alicorns will not be super powerful, they will not have natural lifespans of thousands of years, and they will not be Mary Sues.
"Now there is one other note about Alicorns. For the moment, I will be having only three minor Alicorns (Alicorn OCs) that will be important, all of them are highly experienced military commanders, and have been so for at least several decades, so they will be quick on the up keep and won't make too many mistakes." Bert took a deep breath, "Now, next question? You in the neon pink. Yes, you, please stand up..."
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Now here is the bit from Chapter 2: Introduction to Madness. It takes place after the Robs take a break to make their bets.
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After a break, Bert walked back on to the stage and waited as the auditorium fill back up. As soon as the last of the Robs entered the room, he cleared his throat, "Okay, now that we are all here again, let's get back to business. First things first, I have many things going on that I've shown to you, but there are going to be a number of little surprises that are important and I won't be saying much about. Bu–"
*THUMP!* *THUMP!* *THUMP!*
Bert glanced to the right side of the stage, where the sounds that had interrupted him came from and then gave a disbelieving stare, "...I though he would be out for a few more hou–"
*THUMP!*
The edge of a wooden crate appeared. The holes along the top, along with the crates movement, made it obvious that there's a very displeased animal inside it.
*THUMP!* *THUMP!*
The crate was now in full view of the crowd, who broke into whispers at the various and numerous labels on it: LIVING CARGO - WARNING - DO NOT ANTAGONIZE - FIRE HAZARD - THIS SIDE UP - RUSHING JAWS - ON LOAN FROM ERU/ILÚVATAR
Bert listened to their whispers with a smirk as he walked up to the crate and sat on it.
"No way, did he really...?
"Holy shit, is it safe to be near it? Let alone in the same building?"
"How can he be so casual about this?"
"I don't know about you, but if nothing else this will end up leading to some very entertaining situations."
"Entertaining situations?! Shit, I'd have left the building by now if it weren't for the bets I made earlier!"
"If he has him under control, we should be fine... Right?"
"Whatever..." The Rob sighed and turned to the stage, "Hey Bert? Should we be worrying about that or what?!"
Bert's smirk grew into a full on grin, "Ah, everything's fine, he just woke up sooner than I thought he would. Speaking of..." Bert, still sitting on it, looked down at the crate and rapped his knuckles on it. "That should keep him down until after I want to let him out." Bert sighed, stood up, and gave the crate a hard kick. A vortex opened over it and the crate slowly rose, until it went through. After the vortex closed, Bert turned back to the crowd and he gestured to where the crate was a moment ago, "See, all's good... Now, What I was saying? ...Oh right, I won't be saying much about the surprises I'll be having, but they will be all sorts of fun and will make things very... Interesting."
Bert walked back to the center of the stage and took a drink of water. "Oh and for the readers who wanted to see more of the Q&A, if there are enough questions that raise good points, there will be a section or two featuring those questions in future chapters." As he said this he started to fade away. "Now we are going to move on to where important people are waking to their new reality and having new bonds between them be forged in fire. This isn't what I originally going to do, buuuut a friend of mine said that what I had was too boring and un-Rob-ish. So get ready for a lot of action, laughs, muttered and not so muttered curses, and the obligatory explosions."
As Bert finished, he was gone.
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There you have it, I wonder how many people are going to figure out what is in the crate...