MLP The Cycle 2: ETalUSUaSTWG 2 - The Good, the Bad and the Cutie: APØNYCALYPSE

[Derjuin]

"You'll each find how to manifest your element in time," Celestia says, taking to the air. She looks to Luna and nods, while her sister responds in kind. "Luna, Cadenza, you must summon the shield without me. Nobility, Silver, Malachite and Dawn - are you ready?" With her horn glowing brightly, a yellow disc of energy forms under Celestia, and one appears under each of you as well, lifting you gently into the air. You find that as it rises, it stays centered under you - leaning forward, it follows, etc.

"Be prepared for a fight," Luna states flatly, looking up to your group. "Sachiel is not one to parley. Be on your guard... and please, be safe." She gives your group one last long stare, before turning her attention to Cadenza, who seems to have finally truly come to.

"Are you ready, Luna?" Cadenza asks, tilting her head.
"I should be asking you that, Cadance," Luna says, quietly, and the two begin to convene beneath you.

"If everypony is ready, we must delay Sachiel as long as we can. If you wish to attempt to forge peace, now would be a good time." Celestia says, looking skyward. You see a shimmering mote far away into the sky, followed by several more twinkles that are barely visible against the bright skyline. Clouds begin to gather once again in the sky, and even the bright sun is blotted out by a swathe of grey. Celestia furrows her brow, but keeps her height equal to yours.

[DigoDragon]

Dawn pushes Nobility forward. "It's your show, you take the lead."

[igordragonian]

Nobility blushed forward, and nodded slowly.

[Derjuin]

As you ascend, the clouds part above you and a column of light envelops you, along with a dark shadow as a being descends from within the column. The clouds close once again, and you see an angel vaguely reminiscent of the ones down below, but something seems very... off, about this one. As it approaches, you notice its wings do not resemble the feathered wings of the angels you saw in Mareinev, but rather seem to consist of long chains that stretch into the clouds above, connected to large planes of metal on its shoulders. Where its arms and legs might terminate in hands and feet as the Mareinev angels' do, instead each limb looks to be covered in some kind of tightly wound deep navy blue cloth, and end in very fine points that trail the excess cloth.

As it comes closer, you can see that it has a hunched back and a vaguely bird-shaped mask positioned near the center of its chest. Where the other angels you've seen wear golden armor, this one appears unarmored entirely, its entire body covered by the same cloth. Celestia regards the creature with a raised eyebrow, moving ahead of your group.

"That is not Sachiel... who have they sent before us?" She mutters, her wings flaring out in anticipation of battle.

"You have returned," a voice booms from above, and you see a strange-looking mare of pale yellow coat and red mane and tail descending from the clouds. For all intents and purposes, she appears as a mare, but there is something deeply off about her. Something feels completely unnatural about the way she moves, in addition to her lack of wings and horn yet she clearly floats in the air under her own will.

"That, we have, Mariel," Celestia responds, her brow furrowing. "And we will be victorious."

"I will not cross words with you," Mariel counters, floating next to the wrapped-up creature. "Your regime is an affront to our Order. The so-called balance you espouse in the name of 'true freedom' is nothing but an invitation to Chaos. You will be destroyed."

There is a heavy silence lurking in the air, and the chains that appear to form the wrapped up being rattle once in a slight gust of wind...

[Theoboldi]

Silver doesn't really address the angel at first, instead turning his head towards Malachite and whispering "Told you they're jerks. And yeah, they all look weird like that. Though no usually this weird..."

With a flick of his cape, he turns forward after any response from Malachite, deciding to hype Nobility up a little to the angels.

"Hey, listen up! We've heard the whole spiel about order and chaos before, so why don't you save yourself the breath? This filly here has got something new to say anyways! Give it a listen, and maybe you'll change your tune!"

[igordragonian]

Spoiler: Optional Ost

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Nobility stared, hesitating.
Maybe she was wrong? they looked.. so determined to fight Celestia... is she really up to it?
What if because of her failure Celestia and the Equinian ponies will get hurt, and what if-

She blushed, she smiled to Silver.
She really needed to hear that.
Nobility took a deep breath.

Everypony are in maid uniforms... Everypony are in maid uniforms... she imagined and calmed herself
Beside that thing. He just look creepier.


Nobility spred her wings. "You shall stop your chaotic attitude, at once!" she yelled at Mariel. She felt sorry, the didn't do homework about the angels- but they were in hurry.
"I am Nobility, Seer Of Hearts, and those are my friends- the chosen ones, to carry the Elements Of Creation! WE are the ones who shall return the Order for this world! Your barbaric violence, will only cause war, misery and Chaos. You shall listen to us, or you'l force us to stop your chaotic behavior!"



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[DigoDragon]

Dawn hangs back, letting Nobility do her thing. Though while she stands, Dawn considers a possible way to provide safety should the angels attack. A shield, or maybe a teleport spell? She considers her options.

[Lord Raziere]

".....So they want to destroy us. Hm. Something about order and chaos...are these angels the kind of people who think they're doing something right but think in some extreme black and white morality that makes them evil because they don't see nuance to executing their solution? Because that is what it sounds like to me. Honestly, such philosophies are often idiotic and poorly thought out. Just find the point where you can point to middle grounds as an example and watch their thinking collapse in on itself. The truth is that there is always nuanced solutions, and people just fail to recognize them."
Malachite comments. She also contemplates making a shield, probably the best spell for this.

[Theoboldi]

Though while she stands, Dawn considers a possible way to provide safety should the angels attack. A shield, or maybe a teleport spell? She considers her options.

She also contemplates making a shield, probably the best spell for this.

Silver considers rushing forward and punching the Angel for a moment, but then decides against it since it would kinda be going against Nobility's efforts. Still, what an effort it is.....it's plain to see that she's really dang nervous this time.

Still, he flares his wings and stands next to her, his cape fluttering dramatically. "You got that, you oversized garden ornaments? This world doesn't need invaders like you! Ponies...monsters....weird shadow creatures....I've seen them all become friends!"

Slowly beating his wings as theatrically as he can, he takes into the air, glaring defiantly. "The only chaos threatening to hurt anyone here is yours!"

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Acting in Harmony with Nobility for a +2 Harmony bonus.

...... and maybe an extra roll for Silver being theatrical and using his Stage Magic training? (1d6)[3]

[Derjuin]

"Violence is needed to cleanse this world of the corrupt," Mariel states, glaring down at you all while levitating closer to the cloth-covered being. "Those who would discard the Grand Order, who would claim the beasts of chaos as their sisters and brothers. Those tainted by the power of false deities. They do not listen to words, thinking themselves the master of their own destiny. They do not see how their actions affect the Grand Order."

Mariel suddenly kicks one of the chained-up shoulder plates with a hindleg, and the chains and plates vaporize. "There can be no mercy for the corrupt. Only Samael may pass judgment on you now," and with that, Mariel winks out of existence into a pillar of light that fades to nothing in an instant.

The cloth around the "angel" before you begins to unravel and fall, disintegrating as it leaves its body. As the wraps around its limbs leave, you see red and purple bat-like wings free themselves from it, twelve in all, and as the cloth falls around its midsection, an impossibly long snake-like tail uncoils from within it, purple scales underneath and red on top. Four of the wings fall with it, and the rest of the cloth shreds itself as the face mask suddenly juts forward from the body with a hideous screech. The mask, likewise, cracks and falls to pieces, revealing the scarred face of some kind of snake - though, unlike a snake, it possesses five eyes that are positioned almost like a spider's. A sickly purple-and-green smoke wafts from its three nostrils and through cracks in its maw.

Optional ost

Looking down upon your group with an alien and chilling stare from its five eyes, Samael whips its body with a lightning-quick movement, its tail forming a large, perfect circle around your group, Celestia included. The air thickens as a deep smog quickly fills the area, and Samael's eyes glow with a deep green light. It suddenly becomes very difficult to breathe, and you start to feel dizzy and ill...

The clouds above turn hideous and dark, and all the light seems to be snuffed out except that around Samael itself and the magical discs under your hooves.

"Samael... angel of death," Celestia finally says, as if stunned. "We must be quick about this. I will work to cleanse the air," she shouts, taking wing from her own magical disc and flying up out of the toxic cloud, though the smog begins to migrate towards her. Her horn grows brighter as her magic intensifies, the air around you grows significantly warmer, and a gentle breeze starts to stir the heavy air in a circular motion. Samael remains undeterred, and the purple-and-green smoke pouring from its mouth simply continues to issue forth, without further word or motion.

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From Samael's death cloud, everyone is at risk of Fortitude damage. Celestia is maintaining the disc spell and casting a spell to clear the air, though it hasn't gone off yet. You guys get full actions, and can fold your reaction to the death cloud into the action if you'd like.

[Theoboldi]

Silver gives a short 'hmph!' of frustration as the angels once again don't listen. He didn't really expect Nobility's argument to work, but they don't have to be such jerks about it. Then, he finds himself coughing as the bizarre dragon serpent creature poisons the air around him.

Nodding towards Celestia, he takes to the air, and begins to gather up the smog, attempting to push it into a safer, easy-to-handle form for himself. Dawn was right. Being a pegasus is useful for something after all!

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(2d6)[6][6](12) + 2 Body = 14

Should he manage to gather up the smog and prevent it from hurting himself, Silver will then go ahead and shoot towards the angel, flinging the ball of smog he collected at its eyes in an attempt to blind it. Should that succeed, he will then follow it up by doubling up on his speed, swerving and attemping to hide behind the angel's head.

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Throwing smog at the angel:

(2d6)[2][4](6) (Skill Training) + 2 (Body) = 8

Spending 1 Valor point to use Speedster and take another action to hide:

(3d6)[3][3][3](9) (Skill Training) + 2 (Body) + 1 (Job Proficiency) = 9

Should he fail to gather the smog around him, he will instead attempt to grab the angel's attention by moving and swirling around in the air as flashily as possible, making several feints as if attacking. Hopefully, this will distract it from the other ponies.

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(3d6)[6][2][2](10) (Skill Training) + 2 (Heart) + 1 (Job Proficiency) = 11

[igordragonian]

Nobility looked horrified.
'I should have let Celestia let us do it without her. It's as if, she knew, this is the only way to make sure the war go on." she thought grimmly.

She wasn't very sure what to do- so she tried to imagine what her mom would do. (Beside spanking her for even thinking like that of any version of Celestia)
Silver seems to know what is he doing. He backed her up, not doing the same for him, would shame her name and ancestors.
She was new and clumsy flyer- but Nobilty will follow his example and be the most noble and spectacular Wing Pony she can be!
She tried to mimic him like a shadow, only when Silver get to attack in speeds she couldn't achieve- instead of embarssing herself, she tried to distract it, flying right at it's eyes.
"You are even uglier than the Chaos you are causing.'

Spoiler: Little Eerie friend in the Ear

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"Any useful insight about this Samael?"

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Harmony+Wing Pony all the way!
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[DigoDragon]

Unable to think of a way her magic could help, Dawn holds her breath from the noxious fumes. Ugh, this is turning into a really bad idea.

(2d6)[2][1](3)+1

[Derjuin]

Silver and Nobility

While attempting to manipulate the smog, you realize that smog is a lot heavier and denser and nastier than your typical cloud - so much so that, even though you manage to gather up some of the toxic air, it just as readily fills back in, the angel's mouth continuously billowing out more and more. In fact, the clump you form is so dense and heavy that it's almost impossible to move it after a time - and it condenses into a thick sickly cloud, the toxins within seeping out as if like rain underneath of it.

Samael doesn't yet react to your movements, its eyes still aglow with green light. It's almost as if it doesn't sense your presence at all, or is ignoring it, one of the two.

Dawn

Unfortunately, the smog floods your nostrils just before you can hold your breath, and you feel a wracking cough building in your lungs. The cough gives you enough fresh air to continue holding your breath, however you still feel a burning in your lungs and throat.

Everypony

"Dawn! Silver, Nobility...!" you hear Cutie cry, and she is surrounded by a black and teal aura for half a second before bubbles suddenly appear around your heads. The air inside the bubble seems clean and fresh, though the toxins in the air without seem to etch at the surface of the bubble as if acid on steel. A bubble doesn't appear over Cutie herself, however, and she steps backwards in the air, the golden disc beneath her moving with her.

Celestia, meanwhile, continues to concentrate on her spell; the winds pick up in a circular motion and the air seems even hotter, yet not oppressive - and you see the currents of the spell beginning to turn orange. The smog rotates with the wind, slowly dispersing above you as the tornado-like winds pull it. "A little longer..." she grunts over the growing hiss of the wind.

Samael continues its smog-breath unabated, though the billowing smoke no longer seems as effective - most of the smog gets swept up by the winds before it can even settle around you.

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Dawn takes (1d3)[2] Fortitude damage from catching a whiff of it before the bubble cleansed it temporarily.
While Nobility and Silver manage to condense the smog cloud around themselves and clean the air a little, it's simply too dense to move quickly and with enough force to "throw" it.
Samael continues its nonaction of spewing smog onto the field.
You guys can take your turns. No threats at the moment; you have bubbles around your head that the smog is degrading, but it seems like it'll hold for a few seconds.

[Theoboldi]

"Cutie!" Silver shouts, watching in bewilderment as the filly stays unprotected from the poisonous smog. He turns towards Celestia and Dawn, quickly gathering his wits and addressing them. "Dawn, Celestia! Cutie didn't get protected by the spell! Make sure she doesn't get choked!"

Then, he jumps off his platform, his wings quickly carrying him towards the angel that is the root cause of the problem. As he does, the pegasus crams through the saddlebags containing supplies Princess Lily gave him a few days earlier. "I knew I saw it in here....There it is!" Triumphantly, he pulls out a lengthy rope, firmly gripped between his teeth.

In a death-defying stunt, Silver flies directly at Samael's left wing, his speed suddenly rising to impossible levels. He shoots all around the angel's body, using his expertise stage training to first bind up the angel's left wings, then his right ones.

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Spending Valor if need be to use Speedster and bind both the wings on Samael's left and right side.

(3d6)[1][4][5](10) (Skill Training) + 2 (Body) + 1 (Job Proficiency) = 12

[igordragonian]

Nobility stared after Silver, feeling ashamed, at her clumsy flight.
For a moment, she felt aware of her overweight state...
she wasn't a Wonderbolt material.
But she was noble, and was well trained at sitting!
she flew and tried to sit on the snout of the snake, trying to force it to close- if need, she jumped on it over and over.

"hey! Freckles! Give me a hoof here!"

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(2d6)[4][1](5)+1

(any chance for bonus for being overweight?}

[DigoDragon]

Dawn coughs and chokes on the smoke. She gets it under control to help Nobility close the mouth, using her magic to assist.

(Harmony)

[Derjuin]

Silver

As you zip through the air around Samael's wings, you notice an odd sound coming from them - almost like metal whirring and creaking. The rope that wraps and tightens around them also doesn't feel like it's pressing into flesh, but something much harder. Once you finish your twisting and curving flight around the angel, you hear a strange whine coming from the wings, which struggle to move...

Nobility and Dawn

As you join in force to press down upon Samael's mouth, Nobility feels an odd, very un-lifelike texture under her hooves... something very hard is under the angel's "skin", and makes an odd clanking sound when you stomp on it with your hooves. Dawn, likewise, feels an odd resistance to her magic when trying to press down upon its mouth, but between the two of you, you manage to force its mouth to shut just enough for the toxic vapors to cease issuing forth.

Everypony

Your onslaught on Samael initially doesn't seem to faze the monster, and it continues its ominous silence for a moment longer... until the green light within its eyes winks out, and a red, seething light flares to life in its place. Just as it occurs, the wind around you picks up to extreme speeds, though it doesn't seem to actually be pushing or pulling you anywhere, just tousling your manes and spinning the toxic gas in a wheel. Then, the air turns bright red as a burning heat courses through it along the wind, and what's left of the toxic gas around you dissipates entirely. The aura of magic surrounding Celestia's horn fades, and the air seems to be clear once again.

Before a moment can pass, however, a loud, strangely metallic and oddly feminine voice rings out from Samael, though its mouth does not move as it speaks.

"Hostile action detected. Fumigation Process paused. Scanning for advanced threats in area."

Suddenly, the red light intensifies in its eye, and the light exudes a beam which sweeps almost instantaneously from left to right, falling over each of your bodies. Celestia, meanwhile, looks positively dumbfounded - she stands with her brow wrinkled and knotted up, eyeing the creature before her. As soon as the light finishes its arc, you hear a strange whirring sound from within the angel, and its voice rings out again.

"Advanced threats detected. Incineration Process initiated." As it finishes, you see a bright red light glowing behind the creature's closed mouth as well as in its eyes. Its coiled body unfurls and awkwardly climbs into the air on a low ascent, then whips back around and circles overhead, its mouth burning with some kind of fire. "Please remain still during the Incineration Process. Thank you." The way it speaks, this creature doesn't sound like any kind of living being at all, but an imitation of one...

"What is this creature...?" Celestia grunts under her breath, clenching her teeth as she watches the snake-like creature hover overhead. With a horrid wrenching sound, its mouth bursts open and gout of fire sprays through the air, before it directs it toward your group...

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"Samael" is now flying overhead, but in a very awkward and lazy manner, impeded by the bindings on its wings. The mouth seems to have trouble breathing the fire, as the stream occasionally strays one way or another, or cuts out entirely; it seems forcibly closing the mouth may have done something to that, too.

Threats: Silver and Nobility are at the greatest threat from the flames, while Dawn is far enough away that it's not currently a threat.

[Theoboldi]

Silver looks triumphant for a moment after binding the angel's wings, but is then somewhat caught off-guard by its odd voice, and then by the fire it suddenly spits at him.

"That's no angel!..." he shouts. "That's a spaceship!"

Gritting his teeth and furrowing his eyebrows, Silver then charges forward, pulling a death defying stunt through the robot's right wings. The fire is probably gonna burn the rope, but if it melts the mechanism it might be worth it! Luckily, this is not the first time he's dealt with burning obstacle courses, owing to his training as a stage magician.

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(3d6)[2][2][5](9) (Skill Training) + 2 (Body) + 1 (Job Training) + 1 (Wing Power) = 11

Also, I fully expect you guys to help me complete the Star Wars reference.

Once he is or is not safe from the onslaught, he'll give the battlefield a quick scan for Cutie Pie. Wherever did she go? Has she maybe been taken to the same odd realm he appeared at earlier?

[igordragonian]

Nobility squeaked with horror, as she were sent flying off Samael's face.
Well, this was a moment she regrerted not eating more desserts.

She stared with awe at Silver going somewhat awesome- she reminded herself, that if they'l survive it, she would have to convince him to work toward joining the Wonderbolts, rather trying to be an unicorn.... but not now.

Spoiler: Little Eerie Friend In The Ear

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"Any tips? Do you something about this?"

Nobility yelled, and motioned with her foreleg. "It's too big to be a spaceship!' Nobility wasn't planning on embarssing herself, with attempting to shadow Silver, instead, she tried to roll herself flying, like a golden fuzzy cannon ball at the base of Samael wings. If she still in one piece somewhat, she decide a decision in a heart beat- this mess was her fault. She would risk her mane for it, so risking the rest of herself weren't that hard. She grabbed the remain of the rope with her mouth, straining it, trying to make the tie stronger- and if the fire will come for her- so be it!

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harmony with Silver.+Wing Pony

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If needed-
(2d6)[5][5](10)+1

[DigoDragon]

Dawn acts in harmony with her friends, using her magic to help aim Silver's attack for the best possible hit.

[Derjuin]

Silver

With a twist and a flick of your relatively lithe pegasus body through the air, you manage to avoid most of the gout of fire, only losing the tips of your mane and tail to the flame jet. As you fly along Samael's wings, you notice that those few that have managed to start moving again show glimmering white metal at their joints, and where there once was "skin" is nothing but torn cloth hanging loosely. Scanning the battlefield, you see Cutie high above you, trotting towards the dense clouds overhead.

Nobility

Despite making a mad dash directly towards the source of the fire, you manage to evade being completely torched by the jet, instead only singing your mane and tail, though those finely styled ends may never recover from the damage. As soon as you reach the ropes surrounding its wings, its flamethrower suddenly cuts out, and its wings strain further against the rope.

Then, suddenly, you hear a voice in your head.

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"This isn't Samael. Not the real one, at least. There are many copies of it... but the real one never fights first. Luna would have known. I don't think Celestia was there for it... the fight against the angels at Nocturne. It was nothing but those machines. We only lost because the real Samael came down when we were exhausted."

Dawn

As your magic weaves itself among Silver's dodges and rope tricks, aiding him in flying true even amidst the chaos and protecting him from the powerful flame, Celestia quickly arrives at your side. "Dawn, you are the hero of Light, are you not?" She asks quickly, her horn glowing brightly. "Lend me your strength, that we might wield the Sun to break this wretched mechanical beast...!" She says through clenched teeth, and you feel a mighty spell begin to take shape in the air around you.

Everypony

The rope around Samael's wings tightens, and its flight jams even harder than before, when suddenly it pulls its body inward, and you see red rings appear across its body. Its eyes flash once again, and it speaks again in its mechanical voice.

"Launching protocol Dantneigh's Inferno. Please return to your initial positions and await carbonization."

Thin streams of smoke waft from its body, when suddenly a raging inferno explodes outward from it, threatening to consume everything. Where once it appeared to be a flesh-and-blood serpent, the fire makes quick work of what seems to have been cloth covering its body, revealing a glinting metal body underneath. Lights wink on and off along its body, some in pulses and others in slower patterns, and its segments shift into each other as its body undulates in the air. With the rope and cloth vaporized, however, you see that, too, Samael's wings have been bent or twisted, each shuddering and whining as they flap otherwise-noiselessly in the air.

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Thanks to pretty great rolls and Dawn's harmony, neither Silver nor Nobility took physical damage from the fire!

Now everyone is in danger of the inferno ball, which is expanding outwards quite rapidly. Celestia is currently casting some kind of spell next to Dawn, and Cutie is above the battlefield, apparently heading towards the clouds.

[Theoboldi]

"Cutie!" Silver shouts, flapping his wings and shooting towards her. "Nobi, hold off this thing for a moment! I'm going after her!"

Flying as quickly as he can, he rushes towards the little filly.

[DigoDragon]

Dawn joins Celestia to control the spell around them.

(Acting in Harmony)

[igordragonian]

Nobility gasped with horror, holding her burnt mane with agony.
But things could even get worse(!)
Nobility yelled. "This isn't Samael! They have a lot more like him! Don't waste your energy Celestia! You got to teleport us up there!!" she pointed up yelling her lungs out.
how to explain this sudden intel, is problem for future Nobility.

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and if needed she take the damage for somepony else "true true friend"

[Derjuin]

Dawn, Nobility

"What?!" Celestia cries out to Nobility, but before she can stop her spell, the magic coalesces into a gigantic, furious ball of fire in front of Dawn, and a twisting beam of light fires from her horn, engulfing the machine Samael. With a screeching of metal, the machine's appendages and thinner pieces are shredded in the light, and its body glows red hot as the light passes through it. Beyond, in the sky above, the beam pierces the dark clouds overhead, and a wave of light pushes the clouds outward, revealing a red serpent above with purple wings. Unlike the machine, however, it flaps its wings and seems to be in constant motion.

The fireball passes over all of you, but the warmth it creates does not seem to hurt anymore... as it dissipates, the molten wreckage of the Samael machine suddenly falls out of the sky, twisting and hurtling towards the ground; down below, a gigantic purple-and-pink bubble looks to have surrounded Mareinev.

"A simulacrum, then? What of the real one...?" Celestia asks, looking up toward the ring of light holding the clouds at bay. She scrunches her nose and furrows her brow, glaring at the serpent above.

Silver

"Silver?!" Cutie says, whipping around in mid-air to face the pegasus. "What are you doing?! We need to fight the -" she starts, and then suddenly zips away from the clouds as the beam conjured by Dawn and Celestia pierces the heavy cloud cover. Before you both now floats another Samael, but this one appears to be much more lively than the mechanical one below, even before it was broken, shredded and melted...

"...angel..." she finishes, narrowing her eyes at the serpent.

Silver, Dawn, Nobility

Suddenly, the serpent above stretches its wings wide, as if holding something aloft with them. "The Angel of Death has come," it roars, a most-decidedly-alive-sounding voice. "Thou shalt know fear before the might of Gildaea." It seems to focus on all of you, its five eyes trained toward Celestia in particular.

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The red serpent who is probably Samael also hasn't performed any hostile actions yet. No reactions needed!

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Heartmender

Peacefully sequestered in your bedroom located squarely in your house in Ponyville, an air of laziness has crept in from the outside - another day off from your various youth-based attachments, such as the clinic, has left you with little to do. Although it feels like it was forever ago, only two months back you believed you had been picked to participate in AliCorp's big beta launch of their new magical phenomenon, "The Cycle". Strangely, you haven't heard one word of it since. So much for the "phenomenon" part?

It's still early in the day, the sky free of clouds and the sun shining brilliantly in its ascent on this windy day in June. Glancing outside, you notice the alluring red swingy-flappy dealie on the mailbox, drifting lazily at the side, though ever ready to let an astute pony know that there's mail to be picked up. Or do they let the mailmare know there's mail to be taken to the post office? Such mysteries remain wrapped in enigmas, this one not meant for such a young foal to probe.

Thankfully, the red swingy-flappy dealie is not, in fact, singing its siren song of mail-possession - it seems your parent(s/al figure(s)) have already de-enigmatized the mystery, and retrieved the mail for you (and probably for themselves, too). There's a small, thin package, placed with care on a sturdy surface for whenever you awoke and felt like plundering its depths. There's a letter, too; both addressed directly to you, though both are lacking a sender and return address.

There is, of course, only one way to find out what your mail contains: by opening it. Upon both, you see a note that reads:

Mendy,

I've been called to Canterlot for the day. There are snacks on the counter and oats in the cabinet. I already picked up the mail, so don't worry about that. Have a great day! Love you.

- Mom

What will you do?

[Theoboldi]

Silver glances up at the angel's gigantic visage, his brow furrowed deeply. He's not expected to face another one of these creatures so quickly. His cape flutters behind him, animated by the vast amount of air displaced by the angel's form.

"Do you mind? We're trying to have a conversation here!"

Having scolded the monstrous figure, he turns around to Cutie, examining her worriedly.

"I saw this weird aura grab you, and then you suddenly appeared up here. Are you alright?" Putting his hoof to his chin for a moment, he adds "Did you get dragged to some strange seemingly interplanar and most definitely magical location? Just asking."

[The_Iron_Lord]

Heartmender

Peacefully sequestered in your bedroom located squarely in your house in Equinburgh, an air of laziness has crept in from the outside - another day off from your various youth-based attachments, such as the clinic, has left you with little to do. Although it feels like it was forever ago, only two months back you believed you had been picked to participate in AliCorp's big beta launch of their new magical phenomenon, "The Cycle". Strangely, you haven't heard one word of it since. So much for the "phenomenon" part?

It's still early in the day, the sky free of clouds and the sun shining brilliantly in its ascent on this windy day in June. Glancing outside, you notice the alluring red swingy-flappy dealie on the mailbox, drifting lazily at the side, though ever ready to let an astute pony know that there's mail to be picked up. Or do they let the mailmare know there's mail to be taken to the post office? Such mysteries remain wrapped in enigmas, this one not meant for such a young foal to probe.

Thankfully, the red swingy-flappy dealie is not, in fact, singing its siren song of mail-possession - it seems your parent has already de-enigmatized the mystery, and retrieved the mail for you (and probably for themselves, too). There's a small, thin package, placed with care on a sturdy surface for whenever you awoke and felt like plundering its depths. There's a letter, too; both addressed directly to you, though both are lacking a sender and return address.

There is, of course, only one way to find out what your mail contains: by opening it. Upon both, you see a note that reads:

Mendy,

I've been called to Ponyville for the day. There are snacks on the counter and oats in the cabinet. I already picked up the mail, so don't worry about that. Have a great day! Love you.

- Mom

What will you do?

Spoiler: OOC Note

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I thought I lived in Ponyville?

Heartmender's Theme Song

Heartmender is lazing around on her bed reading a well-worn fantasy novel, The Tails of Aurora Blaze. She grins as she gets to her favorite part, where the mane character Aurora Blaze reveals to the villain that she’d set the entire scenario up to expose his true nature to everypony. The heroine was so smart; she could always defeat villains without fighting at all. Heartmender had always dreamed of being so heroic and clever.

She had been pretty disappointed when the package for “The Cycle” never came; the experience it had promised had seemed so in-line with her dreams. There was nothing she could do—it had clearly been some kind of scam—but even now, two months later, it still stung.

A breeze wafts over to her from the open window, ruffling her mane slightly. She looks outside, then realizes that she should probably actually get out of bed. Yawning slightly, she replaces her bookmark and maneuvers the book back over to her bedside table. She then rolls over and swings her hooves onto the floor. ~Gotta get up…~Gotta get out… she sings quietly, humming as she ties her bandanna around her head and telekinetically pulls back her mane.

As she begins to walk out of her room, she spots the package sitting on her dresser and stops. A grin spreads across her muzzle. Ooh! A package—and a letter! I wonder what those are… Her nose scrunches up and her face morphs into a puzzled expression …I don’t think I was expecting anything… She trots over to her dresser and picks up the note with her telekinesis. She reads through it, then grins. Love you too mom! Then she looks over the package and unmarked letter. With a slight frown of concentration, she picks them up as well and trots down the stairs to the kitchen.

Once she gets there, she sets the package and letter down on the table, then opens the kitchen cabinet from afar and pulls out the box of oats. She pulls the box over to her, sets it down on the table as well, then grabs a bowl, spoon, and a carton of milk. She struggles slightly with the multitasking (yanking multiple things through the air in different directions at once is hard!) but manages it and pours herself a bowl of oats. She puts the box and carton of milk back into their respective places, then picks up the spoon and opens the letter to read while she eats.

Spoiler: Other OOC Note

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I’m assuming that “oats” work basically like cereal…I can totally edit this if they actually don’t

[DigoDragon]

Dawn looked up at the big, winged creature and let out the tiniest whinny of weariness from her throat. She looked over to Nobility. "Are we done yelling? I'm getting kinda tired of this 'diplomacy' idea. I think we need a new plan so that we all don't get eaten by this thing."

[igordragonian]

Nobility face hoofed, but still was amazed from the power Celestia shown.

"Well, if you have any wiser ideas, I am all open ears! For now, I'll try at least to but time for you."

Nobility flew up to Samael(?)
"Too melodramatic. Are you going to insist on acting all barbaric and violent, or are you willing to finally to speak like civilized being?" Nobility tried despratly again, to stop it from escalting.

Spoiler: rolls

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