Title: The Trotting Dead: A Machine for the Dead

Premise: MLP: FIM. The Trotting Dead. In preparation for Tambelon's assault on the Crystal Empire, Flam shows Grogar and Bray his latest and greatest invention that will bring the Empire to its knees.

Date Posted: 10/24/13

Personal Comments: The title is a nod to Amnesia: A Machine for Pigs. It's a pretty good game. I played it. It's not as great as Dark Descent, but it's still pretty good.

Almost all caught up on Walking Dead too. Just got two more episodes and I'm all caught up with the present.

I saw yesterday that they revealed the plot of the season 4 premier for MLP. I have so many racing thoughts on it. Realizing that it's coming closer gets me a little sad. Time just keeps going by. And I'm stuck with my school work, which I can barely stay focused on, and because of that, it's even harder for me to make free time. Life and the fandoms keep passing me by. I keep hearing about how more and more people are leaving the brony fandom, and also the Walking Dead fandom! Killing me.

I mean we've been given this huge gap between Season 3 and Season 4. So many good fanfics, fan arts, fan animations, and music came out during this gap. Wish I could have more time to enjoy this period, with MLP being in the state it's in now.

Listened to "Overlord Combat" from Overlord Soundtrack while writing this.

Happy Halloween!

It was nighttime in Tambelon. Deep within Grogar's underground complex, Grogar and Bray followed Flam as he led them down the corridor towards the room where his workshop had been built. Ever since Flam had agreed to fight for Tambelon, he and the survivors of Trottingham (whom he led) were all allowed to stay in the safe haven of Tambelon. Flam now wore a dark jacket and an eyepatch adorning his left eye.

"All the time and resources we've invested in you, Flam," Grogar muttered. "Your new invention had better not disappoint me."

"It won't," Flam replied sternly. "You will get exactly what you asked for." Ordinarily, Flam would have tried to sound gimmicky or catchy, but those fun days were over for him. He had never been the same ever since Flim died.

At last, they reached the workshop and stepped inside.

Inside the room was an iron giant. About as large as two or three buildings in Manehatten combined, and as long as the length of a dragon's cave, in the shape of a massive cylinder.

There were large spiked steam-roller drums on the bottoms for moving. It was clear the entire bottom could rotate to change direction. A few workers were running back and forth putting finishing touches on the machine.

"Wow! That's huge!" Bray exclaimed. "What can it do?"

"It has several funnels that can seek out trotters and suck them in. Inside, it can either shred them, pick apart their meat and bones, or dispense them as projectiles for the enemy.

"And it's got a setting for live creatures as well. It can shred them again, or thanks to your donation of Tambelon blades, it can change them into trotters for our use.

"It's got several harpoon turrets and a few rapid-fire bone turrets, and a few flame-thowers here and there, all of which will be manned by our personnel. And thanks to your generous donation of dispelling stones, it is absolutely impervious to unicorn magic!"

Groger listened intently and a wicked smile spread across his face. "I am... impressed," He said musingly. "With a weapon like this, our victory is ensured!"

"I am glad you both like it," Flam replied.

"Now remember, your main objectives are the Crystal Heart, and the two princesses," Grogar continued.

"Absolutely," Flam nodded. "Twilight Sparkle and Cadenza won't know what hit them!"

"Master," Bray interjected, "Shall I inform the others?"

"Yes," Grogar nodded. "Go!"

Bray ran off to gather up the other higher-ups of Grogar's army. This included the six Ram Rooks, Cronaag the Summoner, and the demonic Fluttershy, or The Raven Queen, as she was now commonly known as.