They soon found a way to do so without the help of unicorn magic: by harvesting ponies to extract the Spectra directly. The graduation tests therefore serve the dual purpose of ridding Cloudsdale of "the weak" and ensuring the supply of Spectra with ponies whose disappearance won't be questioned.
The masked speaker turns out to be Rainbow Dash, the current manager of the Rainbow Facility. A shocked Scootaloo confronts her, but elicits only disgust; because she failed her test, she also failed her mentor Rainbow Dash, and thus deserves to be punished.
Guards tie Orion to a chain, which lifts him up and into the machine, killing him. Scootaloo passes out briefly, but recovers quickly and relays a plan to Aurora and some of the other nearby ponies while the guards are slowly approaching their position.
They take off and try to reach the unguarded catwalks above them. Because both Rainbow Dash and the guards are unused to resistance, Scootaloo does manage to get to a door and escape, but at a price: none of the other young ponies make it out of the room alive.
Aurora, who has a chance to come with Scootaloo but knows she would never make it because of her damaged wings, is killed by Rainbow Dash personally when she blocks the door frame to buy Scootaloo some time. Scootaloo flies down a corridor, with Rainbow Dash in hot pursuit.
She spies a narrow chute which she hopes leads outside the Factory. Rainbow Dash is too big to follow her, but makes no attempts to even try or call others to go after her. Scootaloo soon realizes why: the chute does not lead outside after all, but back to the killing room. She is captured and subdued, and eventually Rainbow Dash arrives to finish the job. Before she can do so, she asks Scootaloo if she has any last words. The story ends when Scootaloo says: "You have beautiful eyes".
AuroraDawn the writer and a co-author, B. S, have also published a 1,word rough draft including some author commentary of a coda to the original story. It sets in where the story left off and offers three possible endings. In one, Rainbow Dash complains to Scootaloo about how she just messed up her quota, and starts to beat her to death. The younger pony tries once again to reach out to her, and this time seems to succeed, triggering a psychotic break.
Rainbow Dash shifts between horror at what she has done and hatred that Scootaloo "betrayed" her, loudly arguing with separate sides of her personality. Her jerky movements entangle her in the chains hanging from the ceiling and eventually cause her to fall into the machine. We've put some small files called cookies on your device to make our site work. We'd also like to use analytics cookies.
These send information about how our site is used to services called Google Analytics. We use this information to improve our site. Learn More. In-School Trip Experiences Drive imagination and creativity in the class room through our unique in-school experiences. That reassures me. She looks pretty confident though. It gave her chills, not of fear, but pride. Can you imagine? Such an amazing flier! And from Cloudsdale, there can be no doubt! Mind you, just coming from Cloudsdale Your adjudicators are on the east side of the field.
Take deep breaths. Stretch your wings one last time. The test will consist of three sections. Weather clearing, Agility, and finally Recovery. Clear the clouds, fly through the hoops, and then fly to the marked elevation. Close your wings for at least three seconds. Finally, recover before you hit the cloud floor. Any questions? Aurora Dawn. Clear, Fly, Fall, Complete.
She stared at the watching judges, waited for a nod from all three, and then took off with powerful force. The ramp bounced slightly from the force of the take-off. Every pony watched as Aurora quickly reached the starting altitude, and then began a direct and purposeful attack on the positioned clouds.
With expert timing and intelligent angles, the sky was soon empty of any moisture. Scootaloo and Orion watched with open mouths as they watched the first testee pull fast and tight turns, expertly shooting dead center through each and every hoop. Finally, Aurora pulled herself up to the proper altitude, hovered, and closed her wings.
The group of students gasped as she started plummeting, down towards the clouds, and counted breathlessly.
They sighed as they watched her wings open in the correct amount of time, collectively holding that relief. Wasting no time, the instructor walked forwards again as the three judges simply pointed down and started shuffling papers around.
Speaking loudly, as if nothing had happened, he called out again. Clear, fly, fall, complete. Scootaloo and Orion stared slack-jawed, as another pony gulped, then walked forwards onto the path and took off. They turned back to the tuft on the cloud where Aurora landed and stared. As the wind blew the fragments that were thrown up from the collision away, they saw the shivering yellow body attempt to move, only to collapse with a cry.
Scootaloo felt Orion shuffled uneasily, tears welling in his eyes as a frown formed on his face. Scootaloo blinked the tears from her eyes, and forced herself to watch the competing students.
Pass the test. Fly to the gate. Live a happy life. Get out there before you piss the judges off. He stared at the Judges, waited for the individual nods, and the second they came he took off.
However, long before the starting altitude, he turned sharply and landed gently next to Aurora. She turned and looked at him, blood running down her forehead and sides, and tears streamed down her face. What are you doing? Orion leaned in close, using his wing to brace the yellow pony against himself. He stared up at the judges, beaming hate with his vision.
They stared down, unaffected, and simply pointed down, before looking back towards the ramp for the next contestant. Scootaloo stood shocked, hardly hearing her name called. She moved numbly up the ramp, never taking her eyes off her friend and the pony who sacrificed himself to help. After a brief moment, she shook her head, recovered her thoughts, and looked to the judges. Thoughts passed through her head as she watched them all nod. Oh, Celestia. What do I do?
I suppose I hope he knew that risk when he did that. She glanced at Orion. She took off, heartbroken. Instinct kicked in as the familiar rush of wind cooled her and blew her thoughts away. She stopped at the right altitude, and then launched again, sensing and seeing every cloud, formulating a game plan. In a matter of a couple dozen seconds, the sky was clear. She did a quick loop in mid-flight, aiming at the first hoop. With a powerful flash of her wings, she propelled forward through the first ring.
And then the second, and the third, expertly turning and drifting. She curved in towards the second last ring, near the bottom of the field. As she descended, she caught sight of Orion and Aurora, almost at the west gate now. Orion turned his head and smiled weakly. Orion knew what he did. He cared about her. Scootaloo cranked into the bottom part of the ring, falling backwards several feet and hitting the ground.
With a sudden intense flash of fear, she flipped herself onto her feet and began flapping her wings, levitating off the ground. I can still fly. There was a distraction on the field. She spun around to the judges. Three hooves, pointed down.
Scootaloo started crying there, tears welling up and blurring her vision. None of it. Orion should have passed his test, and cheered her on from the east gate. But there was no room for excuses. Defeated, she slowly hovered towards Orion and settled down next to him. She looked at him with her purple eyes. He looked back, offering a smile. Scootaloo dropped her head and sobbed. She then walked around Orion, lifted a wing of her own, and helped Aurora walk to the west gate.
They waited, only briefly, to gather themselves and prepare for where they would be taken, and then all stepped forward together.
It's easy to misjudge that floating city, with it's alluring decor and social psychology. Against an empty carriage at the end the lonely hall were three imposing ponies, leaning in a disinterested and bored pose. One of them happened to look up as the sorry looking trio stumbled out into the open. They were on the bottom edge of the coliseum, with the vast rolling hills and plains of Equestria visible far below.
Orion could only hang his head. She needs help. She was determined to hold on to as much dignity as she could. Hey, Patches. Doctor her up before we head out. In the cart. As soon as the third of the large ponies finished bandaging her wings, Aurora carefully stepped onto the vehicle, and lay down on the bench at the back.
Scootaloo inched closer to her, and leaned down to talk as the door to the carriage slammed shut. The Boss pony was inside the back, standing by the door, watching each of them. No one was ever told about where the pegasi were brought. Most ponies considered it to be some odd land, like where the Zebras hailed from. That made Scootaloo realize something even more profound. She never passed flight school, she never took her test.
What a fucking horrible place, now that I think of it. I never want to go back. He was swaying ever so slightly as the carriage was lifted and moved to an unknown location. No pony comes back from exile. Regardless of reason. Scootaloo jumped up from her seat, lifted herself into the air with her wings and dove legs first at Boss.
You have no right to treat others like this! Now sit the fuck down and shut up until you get to your destination. We hand this carriage off to ponies in suits, and we get a bagful of coins to keep quiet about the whole thing. They kept quiet as they waited through the unbearable trip, all lost in their own thoughts.
In a crossover between Ghostly and Factory Scootaloo, they end up in what could probably be defined as the "Alpha" universe with the imprisoned version of Scootaloo from Rainbow Factory canon. Community Showcase More. Follow TV Tropes. You need to login to do this. Get Known if you don't have an account.
Come now, children. Those rainbows ain't gonna make themselves.
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