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I could say that this scene is one of my favorites from the Upheaval story and I'd make myself look like a perverted monster. I had objections and I still have, about posting that picture here. I didn't want to draw this as a cheap shot of pony gore, my goal is to show Twilight's sacrifice to save life of her new friend, someone who risked becoming a traitor for her. Her suffering for doing the right thing, not just in sharing the punishment, but the whole chain of decisions she made and all the sacrifices she and her friends had to make because that's what should be done, it all focused at that scene. And it makes me angry. Angry that she has to suffer so much even is he made all the good decisions and she made them to bring help to a world torn by war. \nThat is why I made this picture and that is why Upheaval is one of my favorite stories in the fandom. It makes me think and it makes me feel things. \n\n[url=https://adalbertus.deviantart.com/art/Prince-s-mercy-307772994]Original on my deviantart[/url]\n\n[url=http://www.equestriadaily.com/2011/09/story-upheaval-breaking-point.html]Upheaval: breaking point. [/url]\n\n[b]Fragments of Chapter 28: Laws and Punishments[/b]\n\n[u]Warning, contains massive spoilers to the story as well as scenes of violence.[/u]\n\n[i]Twilight stood up and stepped forward to protest. \"Your highness-!\"\n\n\"Quiet!\" Terrato boomed, causing the floor and the walls to reverberate. \"You may be Celestia's favored student in the Heartland, Twilight Sparkle, but you're a bottom-rung legionnaire here! Now sit still and let me lay down my laws!\"\n\nTwilight fell on her tail, stunned and shaking. Her protest was completely driven from her head by the blast of sound. The entire hall fell silent at Terrato's thunderous outburst. After a few seconds, he spoke again. \"Tell me, Vanguard Clash, how is spreading information about the Barrier Lands to the Heartland classified as a crime and what is the appropriate punishment?\"\n\n\"Spreading information about the Barrier Lands to the Heartland is considered treason, your highness,\" Vanguard answered without fail. \"To be punished by death through hanging.\"\n\n\"Smart boy,\" Terrato remarked. He turned his attention to Dreadstep. \"What are you waiting for? Hang him.\"\n\n\"Hanging?\" Scarlet Rabbit said in disbelief. He flew up and was about to charge when Vanguard caught him and forced him down to a kneeling position. \"Hanging? Then you'd better hang me too if the captain's hanging!\"\n\n\"Your highness!\" Dreadstep protested. \"Vanguard Clash is one of our most reliable legionnaires. Perhaps-!\"\n\n\"He made a clear confession and the law is even clearer,\" Terrato interrupted. \"I didn't open this matter for debate, Dreadstep.\"\n\n\"Big brother, let us hear him out, at least!\" Luna protested.\n\n\"Fine. Explain yourself, Vanguard Clash. Why did you give her a trigger to break my spell?\"\n\n\"I have no excuses, your highness,\" Vanguard said stoically. \"I gave her the trigger so she may remember everything that happened to her.\"\n\n\"At least somepony is trying to make this easy,\" Terrato remarked.\n\n\"Your highness, please!\" Twilight cried out. She stood in front of Vanguard's kneeling form, her forelegs outstretched in a futile attempt to defend him from Terrato. \"There's nopony more loyal to you than Vanguard! He doesn't deserve to die for what he did!\"\n\n\"Did you do it to break my sister's barrier because you opposed the division?\" Luna asked desperately.\n\n\"No,\" Vanguard replied. \"I did it for Twilight Sparkle's sake. That's all.\"\n\n\"This pony is loyal to you,\" Luna told her brother. \"The battle will be hard enough without us hobbling ourselves like this.\"\n\nTerrato didn't reply at once. Instead he looked over Vanguard, who did not so much as flinch from the scrutiny. \"I will accept that what you did was a horribly stupid mistake, Vanguard Clash,\" he finally said. \"One born of temporary insanity. I can relate to that.\" He glanced at Luna. \"I will consider the facts that the damage did not spread beyond Twilight Sparkle and her friends, that you intended the damage not to spread, that my little sister has some interest in keeping you alive and that we do need every loyal pony alive. In light of all these things, I am compelled to change your sentence from a traitor's death by hanging to a slap-on-the-fetlock public flogging.\"\n\nA collective sigh of relief escaped Luna, Twilight and Dreadstep.\n\n\"Sixty lashes will do.\"\n\n\"Your highness, that is still a death sentence, a much more painful death sentence if I may add!\" Dreadstep protested.\n\n\"True,\" Terrato continued. \"Forty is the limit so we don't kill them. I will allow Twilight Sparkle to take as many as she wants from those sixty and apply them to herself.\" He raised an eyebrow as his gaze swept his audience. \"Is that satisfactory?\" he asked as he stopped on Twilight.\n\n\"I will take half,\" Twilight replied without any hesitation.\n\n\"There you go,\" Terrato said to Dreadstep. \"Thirty each. A slap on the fetlock for treason. Now get out there and enforce my will!\"\n\n[...]\n\nThe walk from the Grand Meeting Hall to the main plaza was a short one. A short one, at least, for most ponies who had the leisure of not expecting something horrible once they reached their destination. For Vanguard Clash and Twilight Sparkle, the walk felt like a humiliating parade that had no end in sight.\n\n\"Thirty lashes!\" Vanguard said incredulously. \"Thirty lashes for something you had no part in!\"\n\nWalking right next to Vanguard on her way to the main plaza, Twilight Sparkle frowned at him in response. \"No part in?\" she asked indignantly. \"What was that 'For Twilight Sparkle's sake' you were talking about? The last time I checked, I'm Twilight Sparkle!\"\n\nVanguard shook his head. He had been stripped of his barding which Scarlet had taken for safekeeping. The red pegasus had been overjoyed that his captain wasn't going to hang and had flown off promising to have a bottle of booze ready to help with the pain. Around him, the guards that accompanied them made no reaction towards the bickering between him and Twilight. A group of curious citizens was now following the odd procession down the street. \"At least change it to twenty for you and forty for me,\" he said. \"I've been under the whip before while your back is as fresh as a newborn's.\"\n\n\"It's thirty for the both of us,\" Twilight insisted. She put on a brave front but the thought of what was going to happen made her quail inside. Vanguard was right. She had never been whipped. She had never even thought that such a thing could happen. Now she was going to take thirty lashes in a single day. Part of her wanted to back out and just pray that Vanguard could take sixty lashes. Another wanted to take his offer and have the number reduced. Between the two, a third one remained steadfast. 'Thirty,' she thought. 'Thirty is fair.'\n\nThe two of them stood at the edge of the city's main plaza. By the time they got there, they were already being followed by a crowd. \"Twenty five, thirty five,\" Vanguard suggested.\n\n\"Stop haggling like you're buying vegetables!\" Twilight whispered harshly. Vanguard's offers were weakening her resolve. She had to stop him before he succeeded. She looked over the crowd and wondered if any of her friends was going to watch. \"It's thirty-thirty and that's final!\"\n\nThey were led to a spot with several wooden posts jutting from the ground and then prodded to take their positions. Both of them were given coiled bits of rope. Taking her cue from Vanguard, Twilight placed hers between her jaws, trying to ignore the thought of other ponies having done the same to the unwashed piece of rope she was biting. She reared up and hugged the pole as Vanguard did just a few feet away and swallowed as she saw a pair of earth pony stallions walk into position while holding coiled whips. Two more ponies came up and bound their forelegs securely to the poles.\n\nThe time between her biting into the rope and waiting for the first lash and the actual lash stretched out to breathless eternity. Just as Twilight was starting to think that there was something wrong, the first lash struck her between her shoulders.\n\nThe suddenness of the strike nearly made her drop the rope. The searing, white-hot pain that lanced through her back buckled her legs. Tears sprang from her eyes almost immediately after she felt the pain. She nearly fell to the ground but she remembered that that was just one. There were twenty-nine to go. She glanced over at Vanguard just as he took his first. He clamped hard on his rope but his face didn't even change expression when he was struck.\n\nTwilight braced herself just in time for the second strike. 'Two,' she thought. A third one struck in rapid succession. She felt something trickle down her back. The fourth one struck low. Through the haze of pain, she realized that it had struck her cutie mark. Were the star symbols going to be forever marred by a scar? The fifth and sixth strikes burned out the thought from her mind along with anything else she could think of. By the tenth, or at least she thought it was the tenth, she was no longer sure if she was counting right. She cried out between her teeth. Her jaws were clenched so tightly that she feared that the bones would shatter. The pain sapped the strength from her forelegs. There was a fire raging on her back, an unrelenting blaze that tore off shreds of her skin and flung them away with smoking hooked claws. Her forelegs let go at one point but the ropes held her in place securely. Her vision dimmed and she gazed at Vanguard weakly, her mind still making futile attempts to recall just how many she had received and how many more were coming.\n\nThe lashing continued anyway.[/i]","description_bbcode_parsed":"Ok, I have to explain myself a little in here. I could say that this scene is one of my favorites from the Upheaval story and I'd make myself look like a perverted monster. I had objections and I still have, about posting that picture here. I didn't want to draw this as a cheap shot of pony gore, my goal is to show Twilight's sacrifice to save life of her new friend, someone who risked becoming a traitor for her. Her suffering for doing the right thing, not just in sharing the punishment, but the whole chain of decisions she made and all the sacrifices she and her friends had to make because that's what should be done, it all focused at that scene. And it makes me angry. Angry that she has to suffer so much even is he made all the good decisions and she made them to bring help to a world torn by war.
That is why I made this picture and that is why Upheaval is one of my favorite stories in the fandom. It makes me think and it makes me feel things.
Original on my deviantart
Upheaval: breaking point.
Fragments of Chapter 28: Laws and Punishments
Warning, contains massive spoilers to the story as well as scenes of violence.
Twilight stood up and stepped forward to protest. "Your highness-!"
"Quiet!" Terrato boomed, causing the floor and the walls to reverberate. "You may be Celestia's favored student in the Heartland, Twilight Sparkle, but you're a bottom-rung legionnaire here! Now sit still and let me lay down my laws!"
Twilight fell on her tail, stunned and shaking. Her protest was completely driven from her head by the blast of sound. The entire hall fell silent at Terrato's thunderous outburst. After a few seconds, he spoke again. "Tell me, Vanguard Clash, how is spreading information about the Barrier Lands to the Heartland classified as a crime and what is the appropriate punishment?"
"Spreading information about the Barrier Lands to the Heartland is considered treason, your highness," Vanguard answered without fail. "To be punished by death through hanging."
"Smart boy," Terrato remarked. He turned his attention to Dreadstep. "What are you waiting for? Hang him."
"Hanging?" Scarlet Rabbit said in disbelief. He flew up and was about to charge when Vanguard caught him and forced him down to a kneeling position. "Hanging? Then you'd better hang me too if the captain's hanging!"
"Your highness!" Dreadstep protested. "Vanguard Clash is one of our most reliable legionnaires. Perhaps-!"
"He made a clear confession and the law is even clearer," Terrato interrupted. "I didn't open this matter for debate, Dreadstep."
"Big brother, let us hear him out, at least!" Luna protested.
"Fine. Explain yourself, Vanguard Clash. Why did you give her a trigger to break my spell?"
"I have no excuses, your highness," Vanguard said stoically. "I gave her the trigger so she may remember everything that happened to her."
"At least somepony is trying to make this easy," Terrato remarked.
"Your highness, please!" Twilight cried out. She stood in front of Vanguard's kneeling form, her forelegs outstretched in a futile attempt to defend him from Terrato. "There's nopony more loyal to you than Vanguard! He doesn't deserve to die for what he did!"
"Did you do it to break my sister's barrier because you opposed the division?" Luna asked desperately.
"No," Vanguard replied. "I did it for Twilight Sparkle's sake. That's all."
"This pony is loyal to you," Luna told her brother. "The battle will be hard enough without us hobbling ourselves like this."
Terrato didn't reply at once. Instead he looked over Vanguard, who did not so much as flinch from the scrutiny. "I will accept that what you did was a horribly stupid mistake, Vanguard Clash," he finally said. "One born of temporary insanity. I can relate to that." He glanced at Luna. "I will consider the facts that the damage did not spread beyond Twilight Sparkle and her friends, that you intended the damage not to spread, that my little sister has some interest in keeping you alive and that we do need every loyal pony alive. In light of all these things, I am compelled to change your sentence from a traitor's death by hanging to a slap-on-the-fetlock public flogging."
A collective sigh of relief escaped Luna, Twilight and Dreadstep.
"Sixty lashes will do."
"Your highness, that is still a death sentence, a much more painful death sentence if I may add!" Dreadstep protested.
"True," Terrato continued. "Forty is the limit so we don't kill them. I will allow Twilight Sparkle to take as many as she wants from those sixty and apply them to herself." He raised an eyebrow as his gaze swept his audience. "Is that satisfactory?" he asked as he stopped on Twilight.
"I will take half," Twilight replied without any hesitation.
"There you go," Terrato said to Dreadstep. "Thirty each. A slap on the fetlock for treason. Now get out there and enforce my will!"
[...]
The walk from the Grand Meeting Hall to the main plaza was a short one. A short one, at least, for most ponies who had the leisure of not expecting something horrible once they reached their destination. For Vanguard Clash and Twilight Sparkle, the walk felt like a humiliating parade that had no end in sight.
"Thirty lashes!" Vanguard said incredulously. "Thirty lashes for something you had no part in!"
Walking right next to Vanguard on her way to the main plaza, Twilight Sparkle frowned at him in response. "No part in?" she asked indignantly. "What was that 'For Twilight Sparkle's sake' you were talking about? The last time I checked, I'm Twilight Sparkle!"
Vanguard shook his head. He had been stripped of his barding which Scarlet had taken for safekeeping. The red pegasus had been overjoyed that his captain wasn't going to hang and had flown off promising to have a bottle of booze ready to help with the pain. Around him, the guards that accompanied them made no reaction towards the bickering between him and Twilight. A group of curious citizens was now following the odd procession down the street. "At least change it to twenty for you and forty for me," he said. "I've been under the whip before while your back is as fresh as a newborn's."
"It's thirty for the both of us," Twilight insisted. She put on a brave front but the thought of what was going to happen made her quail inside. Vanguard was right. She had never been whipped. She had never even thought that such a thing could happen. Now she was going to take thirty lashes in a single day. Part of her wanted to back out and just pray that Vanguard could take sixty lashes. Another wanted to take his offer and have the number reduced. Between the two, a third one remained steadfast. 'Thirty,' she thought. 'Thirty is fair.'
The two of them stood at the edge of the city's main plaza. By the time they got there, they were already being followed by a crowd. "Twenty five, thirty five," Vanguard suggested.
"Stop haggling like you're buying vegetables!" Twilight whispered harshly. Vanguard's offers were weakening her resolve. She had to stop him before he succeeded. She looked over the crowd and wondered if any of her friends was going to watch. "It's thirty-thirty and that's final!"
They were led to a spot with several wooden posts jutting from the ground and then prodded to take their positions. Both of them were given coiled bits of rope. Taking her cue from Vanguard, Twilight placed hers between her jaws, trying to ignore the thought of other ponies having done the same to the unwashed piece of rope she was biting. She reared up and hugged the pole as Vanguard did just a few feet away and swallowed as she saw a pair of earth pony stallions walk into position while holding coiled whips. Two more ponies came up and bound their forelegs securely to the poles.
The time between her biting into the rope and waiting for the first lash and the actual lash stretched out to breathless eternity. Just as Twilight was starting to think that there was something wrong, the first lash struck her between her shoulders.
The suddenness of the strike nearly made her drop the rope. The searing, white-hot pain that lanced through her back buckled her legs. Tears sprang from her eyes almost immediately after she felt the pain. She nearly fell to the ground but she remembered that that was just one. There were twenty-nine to go. She glanced over at Vanguard just as he took his first. He clamped hard on his rope but his face didn't even change expression when he was struck.
Twilight braced herself just in time for the second strike. 'Two,' she thought. A third one struck in rapid succession. She felt something trickle down her back. The fourth one struck low. Through the haze of pain, she realized that it had struck her cutie mark. Were the star symbols going to be forever marred by a scar? The fifth and sixth strikes burned out the thought from her mind along with anything else she could think of. By the tenth, or at least she thought it was the tenth, she was no longer sure if she was counting right. She cried out between her teeth. Her jaws were clenched so tightly that she feared that the bones would shatter. The pain sapped the strength from her forelegs. There was a fire raging on her back, an unrelenting blaze that tore off shreds of her skin and flung them away with smoking hooked claws. Her forelegs let go at one point but the ropes held her in place securely. Her vision dimmed and she gazed at Vanguard weakly, her mind still making futile attempts to recall just how many she had received and how many more were coming.
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