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Re: [PitP] Ponythread: The Roleplaying
You're starting to make me a little nervous here. Umm is it just me or is it getting colder? Thinking Cap blows into the air with a thin cloud of mist coming out of his mouth. Okay it definatly getting colder. I thought it was supposed to get warmer as you went underground. Thinking Cap keeps moving towards the light.
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Re: [PitP] Ponythread: The Roleplaying
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Balmas
Blunt opened his mouth. He closed his mouth. There wasn't much to say to a filly with eye-beams, or a pony that could pull itself inside out. He offered a hoof to the angel, and asked the little filly, "So, if I'm going to babysit you, I need to know your name."
((I actually don't know anything about Charnel. What is she, again?))
(Fire-doom filly, I think.)
Sera, meanwhile, mutters grumpily about the too-hot hug, and decides to take shelter behind the crazy darkness pony. "Mind if I just... lay here for a second?" @_@;;
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Mind if you...what? Oh, right. Yeah, go wild.
Well, this is new.
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"What's new?" White angel needs rest badly!
Meanwhile, Candles is still going o_o at the giant trees growing near Canterlot. "The hay is going on with those?"
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Uh, can't say I've had much in the way of friendly contact with your kind in the past. Good new, yes, let's go with that. So, flaming sword much?
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"I think you have mixed up with another kind of angel. I'm an angel of bliss! We're like... reverse succubi." Sera gives her head a few shakes. "Why does everyone seem to have beefs with everyone else here?" T~T
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"I think you have mixed up with another kind of angel. I'm an angel of bliss! We're like... reverse succubi." Sera gives her head a few shakes. "Why does everyone seem to have beefs with everyone else here?" T~T
because conflict is the fuel of the world
*slowly bleeds onto the floor*
now "angel of bliss" make me smile
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Forum Explorer
You're starting to make me a little nervous here. Umm is it just me or is it getting colder? Thinking Cap blows into the air with a thin cloud of mist coming out of his mouth. Okay it definatly getting colder. I thought it was supposed to get warmer as you went underground. Thinking Cap keeps moving towards the light.
As he moves closer, he can see frost near the light.
Black frost.
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Originally Posted by
Balmas
Blunt opened his mouth. He closed his mouth. There wasn't much to say to a filly with eye-beams, or a pony that could pull itself inside out. He offered a hoof to the angel, and asked the little filly, "So, if I'm going to babysit you, I need to know your name."
((I actually don't know anything about Charnel. What is she, again?))
The little filly looks at Blunt for a few moments. Finaly, she responds with glee.
"My name is Charnel! My momma was a princess and daddy has a thousand mouths and no eyes and is made of shadow manifest but sorta looks like a Ursa with all the stars and stuff but he looks like a dead princess pony right now in this plane of existance but you know that because you met him because your here right now and are here to babysit me!"
She takes a deep breath and stares at Blunt, possibly expecting him to say something else.
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The little filly looks at Blunt for a few moments. Finaly, she responds with glee.
"My name is Charnel! My momma was a princess and daddy has a thousand mouths and no eyes and is made of shadow manifest but sorta looks like a Ursa with all the stars and stuff but he looks like a dead princess pony right now in this plane of existance but you know that because you met him because your here right now and are here to babysit me!"
She takes a deep breath and stares at Blunt, possibly expecting him to say something else.
"That's very interesting!" And horrifying, Blunt thought. I didn't know that Silent was a father. "Tell me, what do you like to do?" He made as if to tap a device mounted just above where the grey flesh turned to a much more standard purple, before turning in annoyance. No tech meant no communication. When in old times, old tech would have to do, so a small rock was sent humming towards the bridge.
High above, though, the bridge was empty. A gush of foam soared through the air, putting out a fire's futile struggle for existence. Steel chuckled, a manic little hiccup that soared into the rafters of insanity as he waved a foam spewing abomination of a device around the room. With the fires out, he grinned into the black latex of the gas mask, and reared up, triumphant.
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Balmas
"That's very interesting!" And horrifying, Blunt thought. I didn't know that Silent was a father. "Tell me, what do you like to do?"
Well, I have dollies at home, but they always break because Nightcore is sloppy at sewing and just fuses pony parts together. I like to play chess, but I always lose.
Oh, wait, I know a game! Hide and go seek!
You can hide, and I find you! Winner get's to hug the hider!
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Huh. Must be mistaking you for someone else. It gets very confusing, being from an alternate dimension, you know?
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thubby
*slowly bleeds onto the floor*
now "angel of bliss" make me smile
Hey, Drippy. Haven't you ever heard of personal space? You don't have to be so invasive. Can we help you in some way?
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Pokonic
Well, I have dollies at home, but they always break because Nightcore is sloppy at sewing and just fuses pony parts together. I like to play chess, but I always lose.
Oh, wait, I know a game! Hide and go seek!
You can hide, and I find you! Winner get's to hug the hider!
"Well, that sounds lovely," said the purple pony, shaking out a set of mismatched wings. "Tell you what, though, let's help all those nice ponies into the airship first, okay?" He hoisted her up and set her down in the nice crook just behind his shoulders. "I'll even let you hug me all the time we do it," he said, smiling crookedly behind himself, "and then we can play hide-and-seek all you want."
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Hey, Drippy. Haven't you ever heard of personal space? You don't have to be so invasive. Can we help you in some way?
souls
*the pool of ichor begins to spread, stretching unnaturally toward the living in the room*
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"Eeeuurgh... oh, Celestia, you're just gross! Can't a burnt up, shockwaved, smacked around angel get any time to just lay down and complain about the crazy ponies around here? Please?" Sera stands up with a slight squeak of distress, and begins backing away from the soul creature.
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Tectonic Robot
"Eeeuurgh... oh, Celestia, you're just gross! Can't a burnt up, shockwaved, smacked around angel get any time to just lay down and complain about the crazy ponies around here? Please?" Sera stands up with a slight squeak of distress, and begins backing away from the soul creature.
oh, by all means, rest. you've earned it.
*the ichor spiders out, attempting to surround her*
it's not painful, losing your soul
doesn't even kill you! i mean, just look at me
*laughs. the wet, strangled sound is more like a lawn mower failing to start*
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Two things. Firstly, I'm not sure Angels even have souls. It seems to vary, admittedly, but they're usually constructed differently metaphysically speaking. Just a thought for you there.
Secondly, how would you like me to cram the gaping hole where your soul used to be full of an overwhelming compulsion to atone for your worldy and otherworldly sins? Really, it would be no trouble at all.
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Originally Posted by
Balmas
"Well, that sounds lovely," said the purple pony, shaking out a set of mismatched wings. "Tell you what, though, let's help all those nice ponies into the airship first, okay?" He hoisted her up and set her down in the nice crook just behind his shoulders. "I'll even let you hug me all the time we do it," he said, smiling crookedly behind himself, "and then we can play hide-and-seek all you want."
With a squee, she does not so much jump for joy as cause reality to shift her up and down. She grins, and waits for her babysitter to help the ponies.
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"Hold tight!" With a whoosh of dust, the pair winged up towards the airship and through the open hatch. Blunt wrinkled his nose at the smell of burnt paint, and winced at the white cloud covering everything.
However, he had a job to do. With a kick, the rope ladder went tumbling towards the ground, and he quickly knotted together a few ropes from a supply closet. He smiled, and gave one end to the little filly to hold; had to make her feel useful, after all. Holding the rest far away from her in a pair of grey claws, he flew up towards the tip of the zeppelin and tied the smoldering end to the attachment points.
It was a simple matter to tow the blimp to where they needed to go, and Blunt began routing ponies up the cable-and-steel ladder. "Anyone else want to get out?" he called, surveying the last, a green and yellow unicorn, climbing with difficulty up the ladder.
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Tiki Snakes
Two things. Firstly, I'm not sure Angels even have souls. It seems to vary, admittedly, but they're usually constructed differently metaphysically speaking. Just a thought for you there.
only one way to find out
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Tiki Snakes
Secondly, how would you like me to cram the gaping hole where your soul used to be full of an overwhelming compulsion to atone for your worldy and otherworldly sins? Really, it would be no trouble at all.
*stops*
was that a threat?
*gurgles again*
that's adorable
*slides him out of the way*
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Hmm. That's no way to treat a Princess.
Perhaps you should reflect on your Sorrow.
Finders keepers, losers Weepers.
Hmm. Oh well, it's not often I get to play hero.
*Vanishes in a puff of shadow, taking the Angelic Pony with her.*
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Black frost? Oh! You're not a pony at all are you? Well in that case... Thinking Cap suddenly rushed forward, suddenly dodging in the shadows to try and get around the bright light.
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oh, by all means, rest. you've earned it.
*the ichor spiders out, attempting to surround her*
it's not painful, losing your soul
doesn't even kill you! i mean, just look at me
*laughs. the wet, strangled sound is more like a lawn mower failing to start*
o~O
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Tiki Snakes
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Two things. Firstly, I'm not sure Angels even have souls. It seems to vary, admittedly, but they're usually constructed differently metaphysically speaking. Just a thought for you there.
Secondly, how would you like me to cram the gaping hole where your soul used to be full of an overwhelming compulsion to atone for your worldy and otherworldly sins? Really, it would be no trouble at all.
"Er... yeah, bit of a gray topic..." O~o
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only one way to find out
*stops*
was that a threat?
*gurgles again*
that's adorable
*slides him out of the way*
"I'm really, really, really not tasty at all! Oh, my head..."
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Tiki Snakes
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Hmm. That's no way to treat a Princess.
Perhaps you should reflect on your Sorrow.
Finders keepers, losers Weepers.
Hmm. Oh well, it's not often I get to play hero.
*Vanishes in a puff of shadow, taking the Angelic Pony with her.*
Sera lets out a squawk as they disappear in a puff of shadow. Where do they go, and what does it look like? Sera certainly hasn't a clue!
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Ah, my simple, trusting little four winged pony. You realise of course that right now, I could do anything I wanted to you. Feast on your blood, seperate your essence from your form and use it to construct a powerful weapon, trap you in a shadow dimension formed from your own nightmares and grow fat on the psychic misery you exude for the rest of your potentially endless life?
Two white pony-eyes and a glinting white toothy grin broke the flat, endless darkness that surrounds Sera.
I'm not going to, you understand. I have my manners. I just wanted you to know that I totally could, if I had chosen to. Now, where do you want me to leave you? There's no way I'm taking you home.
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Sera frowns, a pained expression skittering behind her eyes. "Oooohhh, I can't tell you how dissapointing this is. I guess that pony, the one with the airship, and Thinking Cap are the only geniunely kind ponies in this whole world. And the villagers we're saving... what happened here?" Sera blinks hard, sniffling. "Do ou know if Thinking Cap is still alive? And can you tell me where Candles is?"
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Didn't anyone ever tell you? There's no such thing as altruism, my little pony. It's an illusion. The best you can hope for is enlightened self interest. Or not. What do I know, I was silly enough to believe that saving a stranger from having their essence chomped on by a slavering fiend for no personal gain counted as a gesture of kindness.
Perhaps I should just have fed you to my Starship and been done with it. Humph.
The face in the darkness pouts.
I'm sorry, I have no idea who any of those ponies are. Are they important?
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Originally Posted by
Balmas
"Hold tight!" With a whoosh of dust, the pair winged up towards the airship and through the open hatch. Blunt wrinkled his nose at the smell of burnt paint, and winced at the white cloud covering everything.
However, he had a job to do. With a kick, the rope ladder went tumbling towards the ground, and he quickly knotted together a few ropes from a supply closet. He smiled, and gave one end to the little filly to hold; had to make her feel useful, after all. Holding the rest far away from her in a pair of grey claws, he flew up towards the tip of the zeppelin and tied the smoldering end to the attachment points.
It was a simple matter to tow the blimp to where they needed to go, and Blunt began routing ponies up the cable-and-steel ladder. "Anyone else want to get out?" he called, surveying the last, a green and yellow unicorn, climbing with difficulty up the ladder.
Charnels little hooves spark as she jumps up and down.
Yay, woohoo! Your the best babysitter ever!
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Tiki Snakes
I'm not going to, you understand. I have my manners. I just wanted you to know that I totally could, if I had chosen to. Now, where do you want me to leave you? There's no way I'm taking you home.
"Meanwhile, a tiny mote of bone and leathery hide pops into existance and slowly makes it's way unnoticed under one of her oversized wings."
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Black frost? Oh! You're not a pony at all are you? Well in that case... Thinking Cap suddenly rushed forward, suddenly dodging in the shadows to try and get around the bright light.
The Light gives out.
As well as the floor.
All of it.
You’ve met with a terrible fate, haven’t you?
http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/200H...st-d591zl1.png
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Tiki Snakes
Didn't anyone ever tell you? There's no such thing as altruism, my little pony. It's an illusion. The best you can hope for is enlightened self interest. Or not. What do I know, I was silly enough to believe that saving a stranger from having their essence chomped on by a slavering fiend for no personal gain counted as a gesture of kindness.
Perhaps I should just have fed you to my Starship and been done with it. Humph.
The face in the darkness pouts.
I'm sorry, I have no idea who any of those ponies are. Are they important?
"I... I don't mean to be rude. It's just, a-as soon as you get me alone, you talk about how easy and delicious it would be to trap me forever and consume my soul or something. That's... that's not generally how... no, they aren't important. Just friends."
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Charnels little hooves spark as she jumps up and down.
Yay, woohoo! Your the best babysitter ever!
"Meanwhile, a tiny mote of bone and leathery hide pops into existance and slowly makes it's way unnoticed under one of her oversized wings."
The Light gives out.
As well as the floor.
All of it.
You’ve met with a terrible fate, haven’t you?
http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/200H...st-d591zl1.png
(Who's wing?)
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Pokonic
Charnels little hooves spark as she jumps up and down.
Yay, woohoo! Your the best babysitter ever!
Blunt smiled, and began climbing the ladder.
"Steel, report." The airship was packed with ponies, swarming around the halls, packed against bulkheads. One was wiping a hoof across his face, aghast at the trail of foam it left.
Foundry Steel appeared, clicking a sparker idly. "Minor fire damage, little electrical. Should be able to reboot the system if we work a bit."
"We'll look into EMP shielding," Blunt muttered, his eyes scanning the legs of the crowd for--
"I'm right here," stated a smug voice in his ear. Blunt smiled and snagged the hovering alicorn, giving Athena a brief noogie. "What's going on? Who're all these ponies?"
Blunt smiled, and tossed her back into the air, where Athena hovered. "Refugees. They need our help. And I even found a friend for you."
He turned, allowing a better view of Charnel; the filly blanched, and exclaimed, "You!"
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Balmas
He turned, allowing a better view of Charnel; the filly blanched, and exclaimed, "You!"
Charnel stares at Athena for several moments. Suddenly, in a move that probably did not involve use of her legs, the little filly, in a minor explosion of fire and shadow, launched herself at the alicorn yelling something along the lines of "Huggies!"
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Thinking Cap doesn't fall but instead....well okay he falls. And he hits the ground pretty hard too. But he does live!
Ugh I really don't like this. Now where am I? Thinking Cap looks at his foreleg. Crap. That doesn't look good. In fact it looks pretty broken to me. OW! Yep definatly broken, heh heh. Whoo I'm feeling pretty dizzy. I think I'll take a nap, just for a little while. Just to regain my senses.... Thinking Cap lowers his head and slowly begins to drift off to sleep.