Geek0zoid

I've actually never got the chance to truly experience Colors. I've only played it once, and that was when my friend brought it over. But until I actually own the game, I think it's safe to say that I've never truly played it.

I've never played Morrowind, actually. The only Elder Scroll games I've played are Daggarfall, Oblivion, and Skyrim. I heard Morrowind was good, though. I might give it a whirl sometime. XD Yeah. Messing with the villagers is always fun.

Ghost focused on the sky ahead of him. His energy was depleting, but he tried his best to carry on. He was flying by cities and towns in minutes. After about seven minutes of nonstop flying, he saw Trottingham on the horizon. He flew right over the wall and landed safely in the main plaza, making sure everypony was accounted for before landing. He didn't want to lose them again.

Ever since Sonic the Hedgehog made the 3D switch, it seems as if he hasn't been doing so good. With games like Sonic 2006, Shadow the Hedgehog, and Unleashed, Sonic has been failing in the 3D gaming department. I've even had someone tell me that he was probably MEANT to be in 2D side-scroller format. What do you think? Does SEGA know what they're doing with their mascot?

Ghost nodded. It was a stretch, but it was their only chance. "I'll have to try." Ghost grabbed onto Grand and the others. The red aura surrounded him, but the sandstorm did not occur, as there was no sand or dust to make a storm out of. "Brace yourselves." Ghost then transforms into a dust could and takes off for Trottingham.

Ghost then noticed Josh as he was standing, waiting for the other ponies to grab on so he could take off. "Josh! Finally! No time to explain. We need to get out of here before more trotters show up and ruin the party." Ghost said, happy to finally see his friend again.

Ghost had never been more shocked in his twenty years of life. He couldn't believe that such a small, young alicorn could pull off a spell that strong. Ghost was actually kind of proud of him. Ghost then walked up to Carrick. "If we weren't dangerous, where'd the fun be?" Ghost stood in the middle of the building. "Everyone, grab on to me. We gotta get out of here."

Ghost quickly noticed that he was out of arrows. "Oh, come on! Why now?" Ghost yelled in annoyance. He then noticed Starburst going through some kind of overload. The kid must be giving it his all. When he fires, Ghost gets knocked back into the wall. He got up and tried to regain himself. "Whoa... that was intense."

Ghost noticed the shield starting to break down. It wont be long before the shield drops completely and the trotters would start piling inside. There are too many of them to handle, even with the group's assistance. "If the shield breaks, grab onto me! I'll get us out of here!"

Ghost was firing away at the trotters. The arrows seemed to go through the field, but not damage it. Arrow after arrow going through their skulls. "A whole army, it feels like! I'm running short on ammo!" Ghost yelled out as he continued shooting the trotters. (I'm not gonna do that Skyrim "Arrow to the knee" thing, by the way)

"Whatever you say, Fire!" Regardless, Ghost decided to help fend off the trotters, too. Ghost remembered that he grabbed Zycrin's old bow and arrow when he died. He took it out. "Sure hope I'm a good marksman..." Ghost aimed outside of the window, ready to fire at he trotters if the time comes.

Ghost heard the ear-piercing scream and covered his ears. "Sweet Luna, what was that?!" Ghost yelled at the top of his voice. When he could no longer hear the scream, he uncovered his ears. He noticed that the large figure disappeared and the trotters were approaching. "Oh no. Everyone! Get upstairs now! The trotters are coming!"

Ghost looked at the sun and saw that it was setting quickly. "It looks like it's waiting for the night. If that thing comes after us, I'll take it on man-to-man. Anything that comes after us has me to speak to." Ghost slipped his mask on. "For now, we should focus on finding some food. Only downside is that we have only about an hour until sundown, so we have to act now if we are to find some."

Ghost continued to stare outside, but answered Carrick. "I'm feeling better. Rested up after guard duty. I feel the sword is slowly changing me, though. But I think that we have bigger problems." Ghost points outside to the large figure. "I think that... thing is watching us. Planning to make it's move."

Ghost got a glass of cider and went into his room. He couldn't help but look outside of the window at the large figure. What was that? It couldn't have been any ordinary enemy. Too big to be any old trotter. Perhaps it was something even stronger. Stronger than a whole pack of trotters. Ghost continued to stare, as he slowly drank his cider.

Ghost was laying and lounging on the roof as the sun set on the horizon. His guard duty was almost concluded. As the looked, he noticed a strange figure in the distance. It didn't look like any ordinary pony. It had to be a trotter. A big trotter at that. Without hesitation, Ghost jumped back through the hole in the rood and into the house. "Guys, step outside. You gotta see this." (You don't have to start yet. I was just setting myself up)

As Ghost was sitting on the roof, he took out his journal and began writing in today's entry. "Entry July 30th, 2013 We arrived in Trottingham today to find the missing families of Fire Horn and Grand Finale. We located Fire Horn's son, Starburst , in the city.On top of that, I found my older brother, Christopher, who's just as alive and well as I remembered. We also came across a detective named Carrick, an Earth Pony like me. But we failed to locate Grand's sister and Fire's fiance. They must be in another city in Equestria. The only other logical place they'd be in is Canterlot. We didn't go there though. Earlier in the day. I took hold of Zycrin's old sword. He must have put a curse on it while he was alive. The sword took me into a black void with a voice that constantly repeated 'three days' to me. Once I regained myself, Me, Grand, Carrick, Fire, and Starburst traveled back to where we started; Manhattan. I thought that if I were to go into Zycrin's old hideout, I'd be able to find a solution to undoing the curse on the sword. I managed to find the cure in the form of a spell. Unfortunately, since I'm not a unicorn, I cannot pull the spell off. Grand or Fire will have to do it. They're my only chance from not falling into the sword's control forever. However, after what it did to me today, I feel as if time is running out. End of entry" (Last post. Night.)

"Yeah. False alarm. I just came in here to catch up with Grand and Starburst and get a glass of cider. But I guess the little guy had an outburst. At least it didn't attract trotters." "I guess I'll get back to my post." Ghost drank his cider and flipped back up to the roof through the hole.

Ghost was shocked. How could a little unicorn of his age put that much power into a. shot. This kid was strong. He could tell. Regardless, he helped Starburst up. "Are you okay, Starburst? What you just did was pretty powerful. Are you hurt in any sort of form?"

Ghost smiled at Sunburst and Grand. "You'll have to show me some of what you can do sometime, kid. Sometime when I'm not on duty." He rubbed Starburst's head and turned to Grand. "Nothing yet. A few trotters here and there, but nothing I can't handle. I'm just up there taking a load off and basking in the sun. Celestia knows I need it."

Ghost awoke feeling thirsty. He remembered seeing cider in the house when he walked in. "I'm sure nothing will happen if I leave my post for a couple minutes." Ghost flips his way down into the house and poured himself a glass of cider. As he walked, he saw Grand and Starburst. "Hey, guys. What's up?" Ghost said, with a glass of cider in his hoof.

As he was lying on the roof, Ghost kind of dozed off into a nap. He felt very peaceful on top of the old building. It wasn't the sturdiest thing in the world, but he felt like he could finally relax for a second. "Ahhh. Not a single care in the world. Carrick and Fire are out getting water, Starburst and Grand are having a good time, and Zeta and Lady are safe back in Trottingham. All I need to do is lay back and bask in the sun."

Ghost sat on the roof for a good while and heard Carrick's demand. "Sure thing, detective. I highly doubt there's anyone dangerous around, but I shall remain watchful." Ghost kicked back on the roof and relaxed. He remained ever vigilant and watchful for trouble.

Ghost could tell that Fire Horn wasn't happy with him. He felt like all of his joy just plummeted into darkness. He then jumped out of the building and flipped to the top. He just needed to be alone for a while. He needed time to process what happened to him an hour ago.

"Well, you have about three days. I found out what happens then... and it's not good. But, no matter. I'll try not to go, well, insane again until then." Ghost snickers a little bit. But he knew that if what is going to happen in three days would be no laughing matter. "Um, Grand, could I tell you something I've been wanting to tell you for quite awhile now?"