Das Metro wrote:The Flutterlands wrote:Remembrance
Pitch looked at No Name's scars, with guilty frown, knowing that half of them, came from his own blades. He gave a soft sigh, as he stepped forward. "No Name, I don't know how I can I prove to you, that I have been reformed." said Pitch, "But, if it means that much to you, then... I'll just have to hand myself over to you. That way, justice can be finally be dealt with.." Pitch remand silent for a moment. "You're going to execute me, aren't you?" he asked, "I guess that everypony has his or her time. Mine has just been delayed till, today..."
Tribe
Shade gave Praeclara a concerned look. "Mom, freethinking is what makes us ponies.' he said, "Without free thinking, we'll be nothing but mindless drones, blindly following a tyrant, or something. Nopony, should have to go through that. Ideas are powerful, yes, but it's also our very fundamental aspect, that separates us, from robots."
Remembrance
No Name glared at Pitch, and Whisper looked at him peculiarly. If he even tried to shoot Pitch, he'd step in. No Name looked at Belle and frowned. He felt conflict... Shooting this pony who deserved it, but he couldn't do that in front of his marefriend and Blessing. It just didn't sit right with him. "Say you want it..." No Name murmured and looked at Pitch with ice in his stern gaze. "I want to hear you say you want to be shot Pitch. RIght here, right now," No Name said, raising his voice.
The Tribegrounds
Praeclara nodded, "O-Oh, I know Eclipse, I was just saying... sometimes too much of a good thing is bad. Ponies need a little structure..." Invidea kept silent and simply ate her oats. She had strong convictions about this sort of the thing, the kind she knew Shade wouldn't agree with. The red eyed bat-pony had seen how talking about topics like this fired up her mate, so she chose to keep her mouth shut. Solstice smiled at Shade, "I think you're right Eclipse, ponies need to be able to think for themselves."
Remembrance
Pitch frowned and lowered his head, as he thought about it. "No..." he said, as he brought his attention back to No Name, looking at him in the eyes, "No. As much as I deserve to die, it would make everything that a few good ponies did for me, all for nothing. If it weren't for ponies like Ghost, Trit, and even Shade, despite the fact that he killed somepony precious to me, I would still be that awful stallion, who kills for the fun of it. So, no. I do not have a death wish. I'm going to live my immortality to it's fullest, and I'm going to use my talents to bring justice upon thoes like me, who refuse to change. I'm going to use my talents to help people, rather than to make their lives miserable. So, I'm going to ask you again No Name. Can there be peace between us?"
Tribe
Shade looked at his father with a smile, happy to know that he has agreements with him. "Thanks Dad." he said, "I'm glad to have to have somepony who agrees with me." Shade then brought his attention to Praeclara. "And mom, we will have structure. It's just that we won't be beating down on ponies telling them how to think. That's the old order, Mom. The new order, will be founded upon freethinking, and enlightenment."