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Bladewing

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  1. I really don't show very much negative emotion over many things. Or positive emotion for that matter. Although when I do occasionally cry, it's usually because I simply can't hold my emotions back any more. I start to feel alone, which makes me feel as if I'm worthless to everyone else, which makes me feel like I'm not good enough to even compare to others. I always try to reason as to why I'm suffering, what did I do wrong to make this happen? I usually think of the answer pretty quick, and hate myself a bit afterwards for being so flawed, but then I remember that nobody's perfect and trying to change that is a fool's effort.
  2. Bladewing smiled, calmly moving alongside of the group, ready to suddenly pounce and cut anything that threatened them into pieces. "Except in horror movies, the victims are usually helpless... You've got a half-demon, an angel, and two little Nephilim on your side, Addem. I'd say that's pretty well-protected."
  3. Bladewing quickly scanned the forest, looking for anything that might indicate any more threats. He thought he could pick up a few questionable auras, and he kept his guard up, ready for anything. "I'm ready as well... we'll have to keep on our guard, though. There's no telling what else that forest has in store."
  4. (Sorry I haven't responded in forever, I basically never get on Forums is all, what with everything going on in Mlponline... That, and the character limit really bugs me :S) Bladewing nods, turning to the car and scanning over the back, quickly finding Addem's toolbox and handing it to him. Spearmint took his spear and began carefully twirling it around, away from the others.
  5. (Decision-wise, I think we should at least keep the pup for a little while, but storyline-wise, that may create a few complications... we'll see where it goes ) "What? I mean, it IS adorable and all and I do want to keep it, but... what about when it grows up? We couldn't bring it in public, it's pretty dangerous in general, and what if the father catches scent of it? We can keep it for a while if you want, but once it can take care of itself..." He shakes his head. "Well... we'll see."
  6. Bladewing winced for a moment. "Not exactly what I meant, but it works..." He turned towards where Emerald put the pup and sighed. "I suppose we should kill every werewolf we come across anyways, but I can't help but feel sorry for that pup." He walks over to the fallen werewolf and plunges his longsword into the werewolves chest, piercing her heart. "Call me a softie..."
  7. Bladewing swooped out of the car and landed, longsword ready. "I'll try going for non-lethal blows. Even if it is a werewolf, I just wouldn't feel right killing her in front of her pup like that..." The werewolf swipes at him and he ducks, launching himself toward her stomach with his free hoof extended.
  8. Bladewing nods and takes the cologne, puffing it twice on himself before handing it back to Emerald. Spearmint sighed and looked at Bladewing. "So I guess we won't be able to spar again today..." Bladewing thought for a moment. "Likely not, but I'll try my best to get a chance. I like sparring too, ya know." He smirks.
  9. "The angels and demons have another reason they're after us, though..." Bladewing started. "You two are Nephilim, which give you the powers of both angels and demons. If one side were to get a hold of you and unlock your true potential, there would be practically no way to stop them..." he smiled, "But there's no way we'll let them do that." Suddenly Bladewing's eyes widened. He opened his window and looked back; a few demons had taken flight after the car and were gaining on it. "We've got some followers, it seems. Be right back..." In one fluid motion, Bladewing threw open his door, flew out, kicked the door closed, drew his longsword, and took flight after the pursuers. Their combat skills were no match for Bladewing's precision and agility, and he felled them with little effort. "That was a bit too easy..." he said to himself, sheathing his sword and flying back to the car, re-opening the door and sitting down. (Also, to avoid confusion, should I control Spearmint and you control Peppermint, Selly?)
  10. Bladewing nods and head back out to Spearmint. "Hey, Spearmint, something's come up. We need you to pack your things to be ready to go at a moment's notice, we'll explain more to you after dinner. Aight?" Bladewing said, sounding casual about it. Spearmint stared at Bladewing for a bit. "... I saw them too, dad." Bladewing stopped, becoming serious. "When? Where?" "A few hours ago. I was looking through my bedroom window and they were at the edge of the woods, and it seemed like they were... they looked like demons." Bladewing's eyes widened. "Did they see you?" Spearmint shook his head. "I-I don't know. I've been feeling kind of weird, though." Bladewing held his breath. He thought he had heard a faint snicker. I know I heard something... there it is again! He could hear something in a corner of the room. He quickly threw his side-dagger at it, and a high-pitched screech sounded, a small patch of black blood floating in mid-air. Then, a demon materialized. It looked like something out of a nightmare, and made Bladewing queasy just from looking at it. Before it could do anything, he rushed and decapitated it with his longsword. "That's it. There's no more time left." He grabbed Spearmint and headed over to Peppermint's room. "Dad, what's going on?" Spearmint asked, nervous. "Let's get your sister and your mom, first, then I'll explain." They were both at Peppermint's door now. "Pepper? I need you to come with me right now, this is extremely important."
  11. "Alright, Spear, let's see how much you've learned." Bladewing readies a wooden training sword; Spearmint does the same. The two rush each other and their training swords meet. After a few seconds of trading strikes and parries, Spearmint ends up landing a blow on Bladewing's arm. Bladewing smiles. "Nice job! Keep this up and you'll end up being a master swordspony in no time." Bladewing ruffles Spearmint's mane with a hoof. Spearmint smiled. "I think that's enough training for today, though. I've gotta go talk to mom for a bit." "Aww, we can't even spar one more time?" Spearmint said, looking at Bladewing with big eyes. Bladewing chuckled. "Tell ya what, after supper we can spar until we're too tired to move. But you have to eat the whole plate AND seconds. Sound like a deal?" Bladewing said with a smirk. Spearmint rolled his eyes. "Yeah, whatever..." Bladewing smiled and began to walk towards Emerald, suddenly becoming rather serious. "Emmy, I saw at least seven angels and thirteen demons the other day. Maybe there's some demon cult here we don't know about that's getting the angels all riled up, but all these recent sightings seem more than just coincidence to me. We're going to have to move quickly and carefully."
  12. I feel friggin epic. Invaded a guy in Dark Souls who had a buddy with black magic, ended up kicking their flanks (didn't kill em because they chugged estus the whole time, ended up disconnecting :S)

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    2. hellocat

      hellocat

      Ahh.. Haha, I'm still at a fairly low level... :P

    3. Bladewing

      Bladewing

      What level are you? I could basically make any level I want if you want to play together :P

    4. hellocat

      hellocat

      Well, I'd need to check, but I won't be able to for a few weeks... XD I'm going home for a week on Friday! :D

  13. (Wow. Excuse my language, but what the FUCK is wrong with you, DerpyWhooves/ArtDream123?! If you know ANYTHING at all about RP'ing you know you absolutely CAN NOT kill another player's character without their consent. What you just did is just so horrifyingly sick, I'm having trouble even looking at it. How the hell could you ever think to type something like that in a RP? I literally felt my face pale. If you're trying to troll, good fucking job. If you weren't, then I'm literally unable to understand how you could think your post was a good idea short of a complete lack of any decent intelligence. That alongside the fact that you made your character a royal alicorn just does it for me. You have absolutely none of my respect, despite having the name of my favorite pony. Your profile page did nothing but further my utter contempt for you. In the case you do read this, don't even bother with replying. I don't care what you have to say, whatever it is isn't even worth me reading. If you're apologetic about this, all I can do is tell you that you're only going to make enemies with posts like that. Short of you breaking down and crying in front of me, which is basically not going to happen, you have no place being in anything related to me. Yes, this sounds very harsh, but Selly is a very good friend of mine, and reading that her OC, Emerald, just got shot in the head, killed, and skinned, does not sit well with me at all.)
  14. All of the replies to this topic are simply amazing. Thanks to you all for encouraging me to draw more! And here's one more of Bladewing, taken as a picture with mai phon. Sorry for the size :X
  15. Thanks a bunch! I have a couple more I need to post up too, but my scanner's still being stupid, so I'll have to go the good ol' fashioned take-a-picture route again Hah, thanks! Yeah, I won't be using MS Paint ever again most likely, so no worries there ^.^ Just as a side note though, I only occasionally get these creative bursts where I just draw all day, so I'll probably have these "voids" where I don't update the thread in like a month. Sorry for that :S Also, just as fair warning, if anyone does happen to check my deviantart page because of this, I DO upload some R34 pics. If this makes you uncomfortable, please put your mature filter ON before viewing my page. Don't want you to stumble upon something you don't want to see :S
  16. And here's my most recent pic of Bladewing in his Changeling form. He enters this form once he absorbs enough emotion, primarily love. (Had to take a picture of it because my printer's being stupid
  17. Well, I'm embarrassed to be seen in the girl's aisle, but give me a pony and I'll go up to the register and buy it. If they ask, I'll even say it's for me and that they should watch the show.
  18. Well, I personally don't like walking into the girl's aisle either. So much pink... it burns. But, I usually just wait until nobody's looking and use my epic stealth ninja skills to extract my ponies from all the other unworthy girl toys and walk off with nothing but a slight shudder from the thought of being surrounded by so much pink. As for the social aspect, I just walk in there with a pony shirt and wristband and sometimes minifigures in my pocket and if anyone asks, I tell them about it. I've gotten most to all of my friends into ponies this way
  19. Well, the eye shape/color is off, the mouth looks awkward from the front, and there are no red or green "strands" of hair, but nevertheless it was an awesome gift and I wuv it <3
  20. So, I walk into school on the last day before Christmas break, and since the school's schedule on testing days is completely whack, I walk into 8th period first for testing. Immediately after entering, I see a Wal-Mart bag on my table with this inside: Needless to say, I have the best Art teacher (and cat) ever. (Just a note, the Rainbow Dash plushie was in the bag, not my cat. But dang is my cat awesome)
  21. (LATE RESPAWNSE LIEK A BAWS) I wish my advice would actually do you good, but I can't guarantee anything as my mind is a very dark, twisted place on its own :X What I do when I read a fic like that (although I've only read two, Cupcakes and Rainbow Factory, and don't intend to read any more) is make another story to explain how everything bad that happened in said fic could be avoided from a broader viewpoint. For example, in my Rainbow Factory Part 2 fic I'm writing, I'm making in-depth explanations as to why everything is as it is. I check each explanation through according to my own lore and look at each different possible challenge to said explanations until I know every reason for everything ever and have very possible theories to back them up. Once I do this, I am literally free to do whatever I want to the story and twist its meanings to fit my tastes. As one way to do so, you could simply explain the events of the fic as a nightmare one of the characters had, then continue to make the nightmare part of a revelation of sorts the character has that improves upon his or her development. And there's how I deal with this kind of stuff, coming from an amateur writer's perspective
  22. Banned for feeling bad about eating that Scootaloo sandwich you got. (To Nightshade)
  23. Trust me, there are WAAAY more than 20-50k bronies. Somewhere around 6 million would sound more fitting. This includes parents and such.
  24. I see we both like flying fast Welcome to the forums, hope you enjoy it here!
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