w3lc0me: переводы

→AAAAIIEEE!!--*

→I hope Luna burns them all!

→I hope She burns them all! But… She won’t. That is not Celestia’s way. She is loving, kind… merciful.

→AAAAARGH!! Oh Celestia! No more. I’ll never drink it again! Ple…EEEAAAAAK!

→Tonight, the Solaris ponies are buzzing around like a beehive that’s been bucked. I can almost taste their anxiety. The “white coats”, I overheard from a maintenance pony, are preparing for Phase Three. It comes tonight… and I think it is the only thing standing between them and the wrath of the sun come morning.

→I tried to get closer but the orange drink’s convulsions had already started.

→Celestia… she looked pissed. And I think I heard Her shouting. Solaris has poisoned part of Equestria. Ruined it. Urrrngh! They couldn’t possibly get away with that. It couldn’t possibly go unnoticed.

→Celestia is here! Or was here. I saw Her in the distance, through the radiation-warped air. At least… no, I’m sure it was Her. I couldn’t tell more than her silhouette, but… ARRUGH! Dammit, the orange poison…

→I think I already said that.

→She’s probably worried. I don’t know how many days it has been. Somepony at the Voice must have noticed… missed me. Maybe. I don’t know how many days it has been. I…

→My wife is Pearl Sheen… she’s also our editor-and-chief at the Royal Canterlot Voice. So that means… unofficially… she works for the Ministry of Image. And I work for her. Officially. I love her… so dearly.

→I… I am Herald. My special talent… hehe… is being a tattletale. All the kids said so. And they were right. I’m a reporter now…

→It’s not my body I fear for most, but the deterioration of my mind. Each day, I remind myself who I am, and who is important to me, lest I forget. I cannot forget. I must not forget my dear Joy.

→I don’t know how many days it has been. Thrice now, I have stolen the glowing orange liquid in the Solaris bags and drank it. The affects are beyond horrible and last days, but at least they take away the pain for a few hours first. At least, for a time, I can think clearly again. But it’s getting harder to acquire. Last time, that damned Solaris Security buffalo and his horrid dogs nearly got me. Mean, savage things. Big. I think Solaris breeds them for aggression…

→The pain is unbearable! Inside and out. I cannot sleep. I cannot eat. My mane has fallen out. My coat is pealing away. Exposing hot, raw, red flesh. My coat has slewed from my flank… but the reddened flesh grows dark here, a blackened trumpet, a shadow of my cutie mark.

→Somepony’s coming. Herald out..

→I… I think they did.

→How cloud they be allowed to do this? Why would they? How could any pony destroy part of Equestria like this? On purpose! Were they… Were they testing to see what a zebra megaspell would do? Maybe try to find a way to protect us? Merciful Celestia, did Solaris steal a megaspell from the zebras?

→They’ve got ponies in radiation suits wandering all over the irradiated hellscape they created. I’ve managed to stay hidden. At least for now. I’ve been trying to spy, find out what I can. I think… I think the rest of Equestria is okay. From the way those suited ponies have been talking, what they did here is a secret. What they’re doing, rather. Whatever they’re doing, it’s not over. Yesterday, one of those Solaris ponies said something about “Phase Three”. Whatever that is.

→This… this wasn’t the zebras. It was Solaris. Solaris megaspelled Gaia Valley.