Discord sipped his drink as he wandered around the National History Museum while a few people there looked at him with looks of shock, surprise or awe as he walked by watching the exhibits. It had been about a week since the article came out on the Daily Planet and well Discord couldn’t go anywhere without people looking at him with looking at him.
He stopped himself as he looked a piece of wood within a glass case and read what was on the display, “Fragment of the Longinus recovered from a Nazi compound.” Discord pulled out his phone and looked it up on the internet. “The spear that pierced Jesus Christ, some legends
After the whole celebration with Discords defeat Loki had set up his magic items shop. Of course he mostly got these items by being well a reality-warper, he also enchanted some of them. As he had just finished setting his shop the doors opened up.
"Who could this be." he turned to see the CMC. "What brings you three here?" He asked.
"We heard that you had magic items, so we were wondering if you had anything that could help us get our cutie marks?" Scootaloo asked as they all tried to look cute.
'Okay, this leaves me with an interesting moral conundrum. I could give them something to get their cutie marks, but that could end up like Cutie
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Lighting arched up above as the storm clouds gathered above the city that Discord looked out from the other side of the river hovering just in the air top it. According to the police report it seems that one of the goons had escaped when Everfree took down the others and just a day ago a body was found rotting in the swamp near Gotham. 'A rotting body found a day after a Criminal escapes me means that the criminal's boss killed him when he got to Gotham.’
As Discord flew into the city he took time to remember what he had learned about the “Great City” he was visiting, ‘Gotham a crime ridden city with something like a
(First POV)
"Eric you coming or what?" I heard from below. I had finally got the last piece of my costume finished. "Finally," looking at myself in the mirror I made sure everything was in place. I came walking down as my character. As my friend saw who I was going as.
"So you finished? Wait, aren't you that god from the horse show?" My friend asked. He didn't know what the show was but I told him long ago. He keep on with the whole horse stuff despite me telling him it was ponies.
"It’s Discord and yes." I said.
Might as well not push it. Later on we were at the comic-con. There was dozens of different people there was one I believ
Lighting arched up above as the storm clouds gathered above the city that Discord looked out from the other side of the river hovering just in the air top it. According to the police report it seems that one of the goons had escaped when Everfree took down the others and just a day ago a body was found rotting in the swamp near Gotham. 'A rotting body found a day after a Criminal escapes me means that the criminal's boss killed him when he got to Gotham.’
As Discord flew into the city he took time to remember what he had learned about the “Great City” he was visiting, ‘Gotham a crime ridden city with something like a
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Discord sait down on the couch in his makeshift living space snapping his fingers with the TV on as he cooked what looked like a mix of old foodstuffs and pieces of metal in an old frying pan. It had been just over a week since he had made his debut as the Superhero Everfree. Seeing as how he was going to need a place to stay when crime was dry, or when he wanted to sleep, eat, or got bored. He was now living in the basement of a rundown warehouse he had turned into a living space. It mostly consisted of a makeshift kitchen using a metal ball to cook, a old couch, a TV Discord had fixed that somehow got HD channels, a radio and a bed he found
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Heavy Clouds hung in the sky with purple lighting arching all around signaling to those down below. The change in weather was quite sudden for the city goers by surprise but it was nothing to be concerned about. A bolt of Lightning flashed downwards almost hitting a car as it struck into the street for a brief moment turning the used but still reliable asphalt into a checkerboard. Several dozen more came streaking down each time altering whatever it struck for a few seconds, traffic signs turned into stripped trees, cars floated in the air, and a tree said, “I am a Tree!” traumatizing a dog for the rest of it’s life
Finally