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Batmare Begins - Chapter 12: Tabula Rasae, Part 3
What the hay is up with this place?
That solitary thought kept resonating in Derpy’s mind as she darted about the South Side, no easy feat considering she wasn’t familiar with any of these new addresses or their inhabitants.  Her mail deliveries, in spite of the sizable amount she was carrying, had been uneventful enough so far, in no small part because she was moving faster and more smoothly than she ever had before.  But now, with mishaps and fits of bungling behavior no longer an issue for her, Derpy’s attention was fixated instead on getting a feel for this new area of town.  
And from what she’d seen so far, she was still struggling to believe it was an actual part of Ponyville at all.  No part of town had felt this upside down since it’d been literally upside down during that whole episode with Discord, and even then things had seemed less alien than they did now.
For starters, nothing positively looked like it belonged in Ponyvil
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Literature
Batmare Begins - Chapter 12: Tabula Rasae, Part 2
“So let me see if I follow you,” Postmark began.  “You skip town and your job, no word to anypony whatsoever, and leave me high and dry.  You come back over a year later and your first thought is to try and get this very same job back as though nothing happened.  And you think this is going to happen why, exactly?”
Oh boy… guess Postmark’s disposition hasn’t changed much either.
All things considered, Derpy supposed things could be going worse.  At least he hadn’t thrown her plot out of the post office the second she’d walked in.  But still, her efforts so far weren’t going much better than that.
A prickly old earth pony, Postmark had always been a tough but fair boss for the most part, but he also knew how to hold a grudge.  Needless to say, Derpy had given him more than a few headaches in the past with her old antics and periodic clumsy episodes, and frankly she was amazed sometimes that he
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 12: Tabula Rasae, Part 1
“Come on, come on.”  Concentrating with all her might, Derpy stared intently straight into the bathroom mirror.  After a few minutes of getting nowhere, her eyes slowly but surely began drifting away from their straightened position until they closely resembled her old, cross-eyed expression.  Breathing a sigh of relief, Derpy spent a few moments practicing reverting them back and forth between their straightened and cross-eyed appearances.  It took a lot of concentration, but she figured that if she kept practicing it’d get easier in time to switch between the two semblances.
At the sound of a knock upon the bathroom door, Derpy called, “Come in!”  Carrot Top immediately entered, holding a steaming mug full of cream-colored coffee.
“Hey, you alright?” her friend asked.
“Yeah, fine,” Derpy replied, shaking her head as she peeled her eyes away from the mirror.  “Just practicing some things with my
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Batmare Begins-Chapter 11: Home Sweet Home, Part 2
When Derpy finally stirred from her tranquil sleep, the sun was shining through the living room windows and she could hear birds chirping from outside.  Rubbing the last traces of sleep from her eyes, she got up and entered the kitchen.  Carrot was nowhere to be found, but Derpy quickly spotted a hastily-scribbled note left on the kitchen table.  She trotted over to it and read the note.
Derpy,
Went into town to fetch some ponies who can help.  Be back soon.
Carrot
P.S. Have a name for your “mentor” by the time I get back.

Glancing up at the cuckoo clock on the kitchen wall, Derpy saw that it was already well past noon.  She crumpled up the note and tossed it into a trashcan beneath the kitchen sink, then made her way upstairs.  She had no idea when Carrot might return, but figured that in the meantime she might as well start getting her room in order while she tried to come up with a name for her fictitious mentor.
Upon entering her roo
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Batmare Begins-Chapter 11: Home Sweet Home, Part 1
Carrot Top awoke with a start.  Lying stock-still under the covers of her bed, she didn’t so much as move a muscle, her breath caught in her chest.  For a split second, she prayed she was just imagining things, or maybe waking from a particularly vivid nightmare.  A moment’s concentration, however, confirmed that this was more than her imagination.  There was no mistaking it: someone – or something – was downstairs.
Her heart thumped in her chest faster than a train’s pistons going full-speed, and she almost started hyperventilating.  However, despite her initial bout of panic, Carrot quickly got a grip of herself.  She was still scared out of her wits, but she wasn’t about to just stay in bed and do nothing while some stranger ransacked her place; her mom and pop hadn’t raised no pushover, after all.  Trying her best not to make a sound, Carrot slowly crept out from beneath her covers and lowered herse
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 10: Crossroads, Part 2
“Madness!  That’s what this is, madness!”
“Is it really, Sister Storm?  Is it?” Bitter Sweet asked from atop the lone table in the great hall.  From this position he commanded the attention of the entire room, or at least what attention he could from the turbulent crowd that occupied it at the moment.  Raucous murmurs and dozens of arguments filled the air, resonating from the throng of ponies that surrounded Bitter’s perch and filled almost every bit of space in the hall.
“Yeah, that’s exactly what it is.  Madness, anarchy, treachery, take your pick, whatever you wanna call it, that’s exactly what you’re proposing!” Storm Spirit shot back from the front of the crowd.  The generally laidback mare looked like the equine embodiment of a hurricane and appeared poised to storm Bitter’s stage.
“Storm, c’mon,” Brawny Charger hissed in her ear, “we’re supposed to
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 10: Crossroads, Part 1
No.
The whole world was in slow motion.
No.
In a flash, everything had slowed to a snail’s pace.  Copper Crust slumped forward, his body seemingly floating in midair as it crashed to the ground.  There was no resistance, no fighting, he simply dropped like a rock.
This isn’t happening.
The light had already left his eyes and he lay there on the ground staring off into space at eternity.  For a few seconds more his throat emitted a nauseating gurgling noise, his body involuntarily twitching where it lay, but soon these last few traces of life ceased altogether.
This can’t be happening.
Then there was just nothing.  Nothing at all.  There was Derpy, and there was Dämons, but Copper was simply nothing now.  Something that could never be reproduced again had just been viciously snuffed out right before her very eyes, and nothingness had taken its place.  Derpy knew all too well about that nothingness, but
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 9: True Colors
“Can I open my eyes yet?”
“As I’ve said multiple times already, you need not have closed them at all in the first place.”
“Well, you said you had a surprise for me; I just want it to be as much of a surprise as possible!”
“Yes, well your enthusiasm, endearing as it may be, has also already delayed our arrival significantly.  Not to mention the alarming amount of walls you’ve flown into.”
“Oh come on, it’s not my fault you’re a lousy navigator.  You gotta be telling me when to turn those corners.”
“Ah yes, of course, how silly of me, how could I possibly have forgotten that I’m the careless one in all this, because, as we all know, there’s absolutely nothing reckless whatsoever about flying blind in a narrow passageway?”
“It’s less reckless than flying in general would’ve been for me a year ago.”
“Hm, well, you may be right about that.
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 8: The Potter's Bounds
Batmare Begins
Chapter 8: The Potter's Bounds

Brilliant.  Absolutely brilliant.  Surpassed all expectations yet again.  They can’t possibly deny her full membership, not now, not after that display.  The meeting should be naught but a mere formality.  After that, we turn our eyes, all of us, together, onto greater things.
A million possibilities ranged through the delighted Aucune’s mind as he trotted almost merrily through the dimly lit corridor.  Night had fallen, and most of the castle’s residents had retired for the night to their chambers and cells.  Besides the clip-clop of Aucune’s hooves, it was quiet as the grave.  The silence might’ve generated uneasiness in most, but not Aucune; after all, this was his home.  On top of that, he was feeling far happier than he had in some time, at least compared to his normal disposition, which generally fluctuated from steely cynicism to sober stoicism.
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 7: One Year Later
Batmare Begins
Chapter 7: One Year Later

“Are you alright?”
“Yeah, why?”
“You look a little… agitated, is all.”
“Is it that obvious?”
“Just a tad.”
“I guess I am a bit wound up.  Nerves, I suppose.”
“That’s perfectly understandable, but you’ve got nothing to worry about.  It’s just a bout Derpy, it’s not like there’s anything of import at stake.”
“It’s still a bout.  I mean, we’re talking about a bona fide fight, and in front of the whole castle no less!”
“It can be quite nerve wracking performing in front of all your peers, I’ll admit it.  But you should be happy having the opportunity to show off your talent; you’re a brand new mare now, and it’s high time you proved that to all of them.  Show them what you’re made of, what you’ve become in this past year.”
“Yeah,
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 6: Demons, Part 2
Batmare Begins
Chapter 6: Demons, Part 2

“Couple weeks and a mountain of legal paperwork later, my aunt and uncle had full custody.  Not that dad cared; he never once made the slightest effort to keep me.  Didn’t even show up during any of it.  Just kept sending his lawyer with orders to sign whatever he needed to in order to hoof me over to them.  There wasn’t much Dot or Silver could do about that, really; it’s not like they wanted things to be that way either, but what else could they do?  Sure they thought it’d be best if I was with my dad, who wouldn’t?  But the way he was acting, they feared for me, feared he was in no condition to take care of me, so they did the next best thing and took me in instead.  That’s never really stopped hurting.  I mean, I know they love me, and I love ‘em back, but… they’re not dad.  He gave me up, he abandoned me when I needed him most: no
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 6: Demons, Part 1
Batmare Begins
Chapter 6: Demons, Part 1

For a moment longer Derpy just stared at Aucune with a pained expression, her mouth hanging open, searching for words that wouldn’t come.  She knew there was no getting out of it now, had known that this was coming ever since Aucune had told her she was ready for this two days ago.  Hay, for all she knew some small corner of her mind might’ve known this was coming when she’d made the decision to pursue this whole crazy undertaking over a month ago.  Before that things were so much less complicated.  She’d had a steady job, some good friends, and lived in a nice community; was it really all that bad?
Well… yes.  Yes it was.  That’s not me, not all of me at least.  That’s never been me.  I’m sick and tired of this… whatever this mental stumbling block is, I’ve got to hurdle it for good.
Still she just sat there, taking slow breaths and
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 5: Ascent, Part 2
Batmare Begins
Chapter 5: Ascent, Part 2

They must’ve had some good reason for not doing more.  C’mon, think, think!  OK, well… no, that’s no good.  What about… no, no, they still might’ve denounced him at least.  But they couldn’t just, well, actually, now that I think about it, they could’ve at least opened their borders to refugees, or broken diplomatic ties or… horsefeathers, something!  Anything, anything at all would’ve been better than nothing!
Derpy grunted in frustration and kept racking her brain, desperate to find an answer that might give her some peace of mind.  She’d been troubled ever since Aucune had finished his account, mostly by what she’d been told about the princesses.  All her life she’d grown up thinking of Princess Celestia as some kind of flawless, immaculate being.  To be fair, the return of Nightmare Moon had somewhat marred that
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 5: Ascent, Part 1
Batmare Begins
Chapter 5: Ascent, Part 1

“You know, it sure would’ve been nice if you’d told me a month ago how much hiking I’d be doing here.  Who knows, with that little nugget of info I might’ve thought over coming here at all a bit more carefully?”
“As I recall I did tell you that you’d have to carry a flower to the top of a mountain.  Was that not explicit enough?  Besides, you were happy enough to do it before.  What’s the matter, not getting cold hooves now, are you?”
“No, of course not!  It’s just… horseapples, why do there have to be so many stairs?”  Panting, Derpy stopped to catch her breath.
“Oh come now Miss Hooves, look on the bright side.  Hiking’s a very healthy activity for both the body and mind, and at least we have stairs to climb.  Or would you actually prefer that I give you a crash course in mountain climbing instea
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 4: Define
Batmare Begins
Chapter 4: Define

“Alright ya sorry lot, we got a lot of ponies to feed tonight so let’s get cracking!”  
Tiny Taste barked out orders in his thick brogue to the dozen ponies assembled in a line before him serving as that evening’s kitchen assistants.  He walked down the line, assigning each one a different task like a sergeant giving orders to his cadets at boot camp.
“OK, let’s see… soup n’ server, soup n’ server, sandwiches n’ dishes, sandwiches n’ server, soup n’ server, soup n’ dishes, soup n’ dishes, sandwiches n’ server, sandwiches n’ dishes, soup n’ dishes, sandwiches n’ server, sandwiches n’- aw shove a broomstick up me arse, not you!”
Tiny’s good mood disappeared the moment he laid eyes on the dreaded pegasus standing before him in his precious (and now heavily imperiled) kitchen.  Derpy in turn gave a weak smile an
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Batmare Begins - Chapter 3: The Order
Batmare Begins
Chapter 3: The Order

Derpy's eyes opened as she woke from her deep, peaceful sleep to see a tan unicorn staring back at her.  Derpy only returned Aucune’s gaze with a blank, half-awake stare before giving a gaping yawn.
“Good morni- WAH!” she screamed, bolting upright in her cot, her wings splaying out in alarm and panting rapidly with fright as her mind finally began to register the stallion clad in a dark-green suit and tie sitting a few feet away from her.  “Wha- what the- what are you doing here?” she asked, catching her breath as she recovered from her initial shock.
“Waiting for you to wake up of course,” Aucune said.  His steely eyes still seemed to be studying Derpy just as they had the first time they’d met, although their exact intent remained just as ambiguous as before.
As she rubbed the last lingering traces of sleep from her eyes, Derpy noticed narrow shafts of light shining through the t
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*cue dramatic entrance* Hello everypony, and welcome to my inner sanctum, my... Derp Cave, if you will. I am called by many names, the Derp Knight, Muffin Mare, but you may refer to me as... Batbrony!!! I am the forum's resident guardian of the night, protecting both the innocents of this forum as well as muffin-lovers worldwide from those who would smear either the good name of this forum, or, even worse, the good name of muffins.

Some of you may be wondering what I do when I'm not a brooding creature of the night, and I'm sorry to say that I can only divulge so much information. However, I have prepared an... alibi of sorts, to satisfy your curiosity (keep in mind, some or all of the following information may or may not be a clever ruse, designed to protect my identity and, more importantly, the safety of those ponies closest to me from any of my enemies who would want to do me harm).

In the spring of 2013 I graduated from Hillsdale College magna cum laude and with a B.A. and departmental honors in American Studies, after four years of rigorously studying philosophy, American history, literature, politics, and most importantly, Henry Adams. At the moment I'm currently attending Western Michigan University's graduate school, studying as a grad student and working as a teacher's assistant, and preparing for my future independent adult life. During the day, I carry out mundane activities to pass the hours, such as gaming, working-out, or reading and writing fanfics, as I eagerly anticipate the coming of the night when I may assume my alter ego and continue my duties of protection. My interests include history, literature, theology, video games, comic books, movies, working-out, football, good animated films and television programs, Christianity, and most importantly, muffins. I aspire to continue my mission of the night alongside a certain masked superhero who operates in Gotham City, but he has yet to return my phone calls or emails, so if that doesn't work out, I guess I'd settle for doing work in historical conservation, such as at a Civil War battlefield, as a cover for my greater mission! Well, that's all I have to say, and all that anypony really needs to know about me!

Remember everypony, I am the night... and muffins rule! *cue dramatic exit*
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