Mephisto

Blake looked at Kingfisher. "I don't blame you, I wasn't a big drinker when I first tried it. Not much now either, mostly just for special occasions." He brushed his mane back with his hoof. His pipe was already gone and in his bag. "So, how's everypony feeling? Pavi? Aegis? Kingfisher?" He inquired.

Blake chuckles. "From the way it went down, I'm surprised that she didn't try to kill it with her sword or something." He looks at his pipe for a long moment. Taking another puff from his pipe, he regards the shadows he could see. He whistled a bit of an old showtune for fun. The adventure they were on was of dire seriousness.

Blake leaned back against a wall, he felt a little less exhausted. He leaned into his bag and pulled out his pipe. Lighting it up using his torch, he gave it a few puffs. He looked around. This was a ruin, and he'd explored it. 'Hmm, bland.' He thought. "Maybe I WILL settle down after this. Find a wife, have kids. The family dream." He sighed out.

Have you ever killed? Taken the life of another pony? You die on the inside once you do. Two sides, the Unified Equestria Corps, fighting to maintain order in the Equestran provinces, and the Liberation of Ponies Front, fighting because they feel that their way of life is threatened, are in a power struggle for control of the major cities. Fillydelphia, Manehatten, and most importantly, Canterlot. The UEC and LPF have decided that Ponyville be a cease-fire zone, to allow civilians safe haven. These cities will be the main crunch points, deciding how the war will turn out. Which side will win? How many will die? The one thing we know, is that war is hell. The to armies are both on the march to a minor settlement, but could give an edge in the whole war, Appleoosa. OOC http://mlpforums.com/topic/78544-checkmate-modern-warfare-rp/?p=2010984 Wonder: Wonder was carrying his LMG. How he was keeping up with the rest of his squad was a mystery. He saw tanks, armored trucks, etc. All he knew was that LPF was getting serious sending out Phantom Company. Blackenwhite: Black sat in the back of the Humvee, he clutched his Lynx to his chest, and straightened out his helmet. He'd never killed, or even sweared for that matter, but the draft was hitting everyone, even him.

Blake sat down too, knowing that they were in no real danger, but still feeling the fatigue he felt before. He sighed and held his head. "I have the money. Why don't I just go into early retirement? Eh, sounds boring." He said with a chuckle. "Maybe I could find a middle? Hmm, maybe just take a rest after each adventure."

"Don't you get it, they're a manifestation of our fears, and our darkest secrets." Blake said to them as the shadows seemed to stop in place. "We can't get out of here until we all come to terms with our fears. Find the one that seems most like you, and make contact, you have to trust me, it's the only way."

"Wait, don't fight them. It's okay, they're not bad." Blake said looking at one. "Look at them, there's one for each one of you, that points to something." He sighed. "Just wait, let them do what the have to do. We each have darkness, only when we expose that darkness to light, where all can see, does it truly vanish."

"No sure idea, honestly. I do have a theory." Blake took a sip from the flask. He grinned slightly. "I got into the chamber, and there was a blue light. I don't recall an origin. I think that the designs on the walls, like everything else here, was enchanted. I... I was hallucinating, but those shadows. I..... Made peace with my past, that's why it wasn't worse." Blake paused, I know it's important. "Why would there be a trap in that chamber if it wasn't important."

Blake gasped as his eyes focused. She was right, it wasn't paper at all, but there was something about it that made him sense great power. "Wait, I'm not crazy, just a bit slow." He noticed something about the rock. "Look here!! Don't you see the markings? This rock isn't just a rock, but something more. I don't know, but what I do know is that it's meant for something."

Blake, a little confused, peered into his bag. He did feel a little bit dizzy, he shook his head slightly, trying to refocus. He saw paper, paper with writing, magical writing. He looked at it for a moment, reading it and could feel a burn. He blinked it away, and flipped his hoof through pages. 'What is happening?' he thought.

After, door room, upon door room. He finally lost his temper he began to kick down several doors. "Raaaaagh. MAKE!!!!! IT!!!!!! STOP!!!!!!!" He lost track of time smashing through door after door, enjoying smashing wood with his hooves. He ran out of energy, and lied down in the center of the room and looks at the ceiling, panting. He wasn't entirely surprised to see a door on the ceiling. ".....damn..." he said standing up slowly, pushing it open, and crawling through. He saw one door, this time with a handle. He opened it and stepped through to see the rest of his group. "Guess what I found." He said patting his bag.

Blake trotted through the old ruins. He'd stopped looking for traps a loooong time ago, knowing that it was unlikely that there were any traps out this far from the litany chamber. He wandered about the ruin, and through a small pathway. There was a door on each wall, and as he turned around, the path was gone. 4 doors, none of which had knobs or handles, nor could he push them open. He looked around. "Crap. Hmm." He walked toward one, walked back and ran directly at it, and kicked it directly open.

Blake caught his breathe and began to head down the long flight of stairs. "I'm exhausted." He said as he stepped down the stairs the almost collapsed a few times, but he pushed on. As he made it to the bottom, he looked around. Things looked different, like they'd shifted. "Where is everybody?" He thought aloud.

http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/blake-diamanté-r4714 http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/cmdr-sharp-r4769 http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/wonder-tone-r3430 http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/hearthsong-r4391 http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/jewel-r3378 http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/blackenwhite-aka-black-r3446 Enough? I have waay too many OC's

Blake danced and spun from tile to tile. Watching for patterns in the falling, though having the litany within his bag, slowed him down to an extreme. His hooves would slip toward falling edges, but he'd catch himself just in time. Suddenly, a tile dropped out below him.. He caught a tile with his front hooves, and pulled himself up. He catapulted himself through the doorway, the first chance he had, landing by the stairs. "Luck, you're on my side today." He said laughing.

Blake looked at the designs on the wall. He stood by the litany and could even hear the whispers wanting him to read every page. He slowly picked them up and placed them in his bag. He might've caught a word or two, but a word can't mean anything. "Wait, this is too easy...." Nothing happened for a moment, but then the room began to shake. One by one, the tiles in the room fell out, and Blake had to get out.

Blake reached the apex of the stairs and saw the light coming from a table in the room center. A table with paper... The litany. He walked toward it whilst looking at the strange markings and designs on the walls of the rotunda. "Hoooooly. Shit..." He said as he neared the table, in extreme awe of the situation he was in.

Your welcome. I look forward to it my rival. Muahahahaha!!!!!!!!!

Blake wandered forward, through random twists and turns. He would lay down something random and outstanding to mark where he'd been. He did NOT want to get lost in this place. He came across a tall staircase, he chose to climb it and dropped his torch at the bottom step, as he saw a faint blue glow near the peak of the staircase.