Toothless the Night Fury

Runner chuckled as he examined the lock, pretty sophisticated compared to many others he's seen. Being the earth pony that he was, he was pretty uneducated with lockpicking. All he has was his basic training from his commander. But, one thing he noticed, it wasn't enchanted. At least it wouldn't be impossible, Runner thought. He felt a powerful push from behind him as he stumbled in the cell, turning behind him to look at the pegasus when he locked the door after him. Runner then responded, saying, "I intend to see him in the morning. We'll have quite a lot to talk about... After all, you just jailed the ambassador for the Earth Kingdom." Seeing the flame from Dancer's torch fade away in the darkness, toward the direction of the entrance of the cave, Runner suddenly felt vulnerable. If there was somepony in front of him, poised with a weapon at his throat, he wouldn't see him. His eyes needed time adjusting to the surroundings around him, but for the moment, he was blind. Sticking his hooves in front of him, he moved along the walls of the cell, trying not to trip over and faceplant. Finding a small corner of the cell, giving up on finding the bed he saw just a few minutes ago, he curled himself up in a ball, his head resting on the cold cave floors. He soon found himself drifting away, the realms of his dreams sucking him away once again...

When Runner's feet finally touched firm ground, his mind was in denial, tapping the hard rock underneath his hooves to make sure what he felt wasn't a dream. He finally breathed a sigh of relief, and shot an angry glance at Flame Dancer before obeying his order, marching forward into the cave. It was quite dark, and the musky air felt like it was strangling him from the inside. Coughing to relieve some of the pressure tightening up in his throat, he squinted, trying to make sense of the strange shadows ahead of him. When he finally got close enough, he ran his hoof along the metal pole, soon finding another one, and another one, equal spaces apart from each other. Thinking, he put the pieces together... It was a jail cell. "Uh, ya think I can move to the room with the 4-star luxury hotel? Preferably one with a view?" He joked.

When Flame Dancer threw him upon Cumulus and left, it was the perfect opportunity. Seeing his saddle bag strapped on Cumulus' back, he decided to go for it. As he shifted over from lying on his back to his stomach, he slipped his hoof inside his saddle back, pulling out one of his knives, and slipping it into his sleeve. To complete the act, he flipped back over, lying on his stomach on top of Cumulus. When Flame Dancer finally returned, the weapon was fully concealed, frowning at Flame Dancer as he spoke to Cumulus. Too busy with rearming himself, he didn't see Martin, the leader of the Earth Kingdom, with that Pegasus, the one with the grey stripes... Flame Runner was thrown upon Flame Dancer, clutching the side of his body to make sure any "accidents", like what happened on the way here, wouldn't happen. Just to make sure, Runner turned to Flame Dancer and warned him, "You better not drop me again."

I look like the pony version of Scar from Lion King. ^.^

Banned for banning others who have banned the ponies who have banned but have already been banned themselves despite you're already banned yourself.

Banned because I haven't posted for the last five pages. D:

THIS... IS... WUB TIME! Despite popular opinion, I'm not even singing a song. Go figure, right?

Runner stumbled, letting out a small, "Oof!" as he was dropped on Cumulus, feeling like a gymnast who's losing his balance on the beam. Turning around and lying on his stomach, his entire weight pressed against Cumulus, he shouted, "What am I? Dead weight? Have a little respect for somepony, geez." (OCC: I'll probably have to go soon, so if you guys continue posting while I'm offline, just drop Runner off in the jail and I'll start off there when I'm back. Don't want to keep you guys waiting on me.)

Runner's feet soon left the familiar dirt ground as he was lifted skyward, the distance between him and sweet mother earth growing and growing. "Aw, damn it..." He muttered under his breath, his body soaring over the treetops like a clumsy mule. No offence. When Flame Dancer "slipped" his grip on Runner, he panicked, yelling, "AHH! Crazy featherbrains!" as the General regained his grip on his hooves. These ponies are SURELY going to pay for that... Hearing Cumulus' wise-crack comment, Runner replies only with a fierce growl. The city soon came into sight, the bright rainbows and white fluffy clouds instantly standing out from the rest of the city. Many small, indescribable were circling around the city, but as they neared in closer, he saw that they were indeed pegasi. It was quite a sight, and he didn't disagree with their strange, antique architecture, the symmetry adding a charm in each building they made. However, the earth pony still preferred their kingdom better, seeing little to no agriculture or nature anywhere in the Capital. Growing up in the land, he learned to appreciate the earth and the wonders around him. His legs began to settle on the white puffy cloud... but sank right through. The white pony's grip slipping, he sailed right through the cloud, his legs kicking through the substance as if it was made of water. A small scream escaping his lips, he felt his weight supported again, held up by the pegsi again. I swear, if I survive this trip, I'll never be afraid of heights again...

Runner felt the two ponies grab his hooves, releasing them from their position behind his head. Realizing that the two pegsi were going to simply CARRY him all the way to Pegaopolis, he chuckled, thinking that it was a joke. It wasn't. "Uh... ya sure this is the best way to do it?" Flame Runner mumbled, seeing a million mistakes these two are making. One, his hooves weren't cuffed. Two, the two pegesi were simply going to CARRY him all the way there, without any flying harasses, restraints, cabins... Sighing, seeing that it was his only way to get there, he held on, keeping a good, iron grip on the other two ponies.

"Ta da." Flame Runner said triumphantly, despite his surrender to the pegasi. Pulling out the two knives in his belt and his saddlebag, which contained his own personal bow and arrows, he tossed it to the side, next to his broadsword which was still impaled in the dirt. "I'm looking forward to my stay." Runner chuckled, his hooves still against the back of his head.

His eyes widening at the not-so discrete entrance of Butajiri, Runner took a step backward, placing himself in a perfect stance and turned, his shoulders facing square on to Flame, his face and sword now pointed toward Butajiri. At the charging pony's great speed, unless he quickly slowed down in the closing distance between him and his target, he would impale himself in Runner's sword, despite the tool was built for slashing instead of stabbing. If the pony stopped between the distance, Flame planned to circle his sword, hopefully parrying any incoming attacks, and turning, his forehoof planted securely on the ground, the front hoof resting on it's toes, much of his weight resting on his back hoof. This was getting too much, Runner said to himself as he stared down the two foes, each armed with a sword. Now that his teammate had arrived to join the fight, he was in a losing battle. Multiple-pony combat was something he trained for, but it wasn't the time, nor the place. His mission was to arrive in Pegaopolis. And he intended to meet that goal. Throwing his sword into the ground, stabbing it securely into the fine earth, he dropped to his knees, both hooves on the back of his head.

Flame Dancer's quick change of position could have put Runner in a bad place, with his back facing toward his enemy. Fortunately, the pegasus foolishly rolled, spending those few precious seconds that could have been used for a attack. Instead, Runner simply sidestepped backwards, getting out of the way long before the slice for his feet. "You may come from a faction where military is everything, but you're nothing compared to me on my home turf." Keeping light on his hooves with his elbow bent, he advanced again, leading with a downward strike down upon the pegasus' head, like Zeus striking the mortals with his holy bolt, then defending his lower body by lowering his sword in a parry. He finished up his attack, two powerful slices like his starting move, using his strength and height in an attempt to overpower the pegasus.

Finding a break between the combat, he eyed the large blade of metal in Flame Dancer's hoof, his meager knives not in comparison to his weapon. Flipping his two knives back into a holster, he wielded his broadsword, the silver glint off the tip made it seem like it was made of pure silver. Drawing the weapon into his front hoof for speed, he responded, saying, "No Earth Pony would simply give up without a fight. And no pony's going to break that." He sidestepped in, aiming to slash the sword diagonally across the other pony's body, then following up with a similar motion upward, two slashes aimed in about the same area.

As the two ponies argued, raising their voices above the other, it was a perfect distraction for Flame Runner. The pegsi's uncooperative and cocky manners were their downfall. However, it was a bit hypocritical, as Runner personality could be compared to a feather-brain Pegasus, but now was not the time for that. Ever so often, they took a glance at him, but it was enough to inch his way over to the tree, prying the bag closer and closer to him, retrieving his weapons stealthily. When Flame Dancer turned for his response, he found a rear-hoof kick aimed toward his jaw, the long hours on the farm paying off into a strong buck. After his buck, two hooves on the ground and two hooves mid-air, he bent his leg on the ground, pulling his body into a roll, his legs following with it. The momentum pulled him into a standing position as he performed a side-kick, his front standing hoof rotating as his body and waist turned, shooting out a hoof at the white pony's body. Taking a guard position, he wielded the two knives in his hooves, legs bent, ready for a counter-attack.

*cough* Still in this!

Denied. You have created a time-space paradox, in which case the fail-safe is initialized. You have been ejected from this dimension, and forever eliminated from this time steam and all others. I wish Toothless could go to the Grand Galloping Gala.

Toothless the Night Fury is paralyzed! Hiccup! I choose you! Hiccup uses Anti-Paralyzing Potion on Toothless the Night Fury. Toothless the Night Fury is no longer paralyzed. Hiccup mounts on Toothless the Night Fury, and attacks with Diving Plasma Ball!

-HEART EXPLODES- Too... much... cuteness in one thread... Ninjas. D: Not sure if on drugs... or simply extremely happy...

Warm and cuddly.

Kicking a cloud of dust over the campfire, Runner listens to the two ponies argue with each other behind him, playing a perfect example of Good Pony, Bad Pony. The dust settles and eliminates the small flame still residing, leaving only hot coals, red-hot embers within the dark, crumbly rocks, a small sign that life still existed within it. Turning to the one who addressed himself as General Flame, surprisingly with the exact same first name as him, he responded, seeing a respectable pony, unlike his friend with the blue mane. "I'm Captain Flame, Runner for short. I currently represent the Earth Ponies as ambassador of the Earthly Kingdom." Walking past the Pegasus, Runner then meets eye to eye with the second Pegasus, responding to his comments with, "We may not have your silly little wingboners," Runner says as he flicked a hoof against his wings. ", but I haven't heard of any Earth Ponies starving now, have I?"

Flame Runner growled, seeing that his cover of sleep had been blown, and was detected by another presence. Throwing the sleeping bag off of himself, he stood up, realizing that his new "guest" was a Pegasus, hovering toward the ground toward him, a watchful eye on his face. He had vivid primary colors in his tail, the yellow and orange streaks standing out from the rest of the forest. It wasn't much of a camouflage, Runner noted to himself. Giving a small smirk at the Pegasus, Runner replied, "Just having a small nap before daybreak. Shame that you had to disturb it."

Guns. (What? First thing that came to mind. XD)