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Anonbrony X illuminati. Wait a second.... anonbrony has 9 letters in the name. Illuminati has 10 letters. 9 X 10 = 90 Anonbrony X Illuminati is 3 words (if you include the X) 90 / 3 = 30 I know a guy that's turning 27 30 - 27 = 3 ANONBRONY IS ILLUMINATI (sorry I just had to poke fun at all those illuminati theorists.

Well my reaction really depends if I'm a pony or a human.

@, @@Venomous Deers, (By the way, Stormlight killed the INFECTED, not blossom) Lucid jumped back at the Pegasus, he was about two hundred or so meters away. He started to back up. “What’s going on...” Lucid was unaware of the state of the town. @, No one was coming to Time’s help… He had to win this alone. @, Ocean could smell ashes, burnt wreckage and wood. On his right, he could see an entire district – neighborhoods, streets, stores – an entire area of the town was burnt to the ground. @, Bright saw a bridge leading deeper into the town. The fields where blowing in the wind. @@Fire Lily, Lily could hear a few more hoof steps, the stallion struggled to get up, then passed out. He was left there for dead, upon further inspection… The horn broke off. Not too far was the what used to be the flower district, now it was a thief’s den. There was no hope for anypony who would go in. @, ((it’s your turn. Please respond)) Hey guys, I made a town map for everyone to use. It's bad I know, I'll make a better version soon.

(Sorry it took so long guys, I’m going to start keeping notes on supplies) It took a minute for Lucid to calm down, he heard gun shots. This panicked him further, Lucid saw a pony not too far, a pony with an orange mane ((Orange Blossom)) that was in a tree with 2 deformed ponies trying to buck it down. Lucid eyed these awful ponies and his eyes widened. None of the ponies over near the tree could see him yet, not likely. Lucid had to choose if he should help or if he should stay safe. @, The streets were empty. A few locked buildings surrounded the area; it wasn’t easy to tell whether or not these buildings were inhabited and if looting them was something justified to do. The sounds of howling dogs filled the air. @, The worms took a bit of time to realize that times was changing positions, they started to climb up both of the trees, not sure which one to attack in. The worms didn’t make the best pace but they were good climbers for worms. @@Venomous Deers, It didn’t seem like any more ponies where coming, the gunfire stopped temporarily, then started again. By now another pony needed to at least distract her. This wasn’t a movie or a book; she was going to die if she didn’t think this through. Only 2 ponies were a problem for now. (Make sure you read Lucid’s story above) @, Despite the face the pony was barely surviving. He was still loot-able, Chains needed to make a choice. It was all his. @, The father turned to her. “I’m so sorry. Our little daughter needs germ blocker. She might be infected, a diseased pony vomited on her. W-we have a little food. We got no money. But we will do anything… anything just for one.” (Stormlights inventory: as you posted on the thread, •1 Survival Knife •1 first aid kit •4 Food Rations •2 Clean Water Ration No germ blocker as of now) @@Fire Lily, The stallion smiled, Lily could see all the terrible things he had done to the innocent just in his smile. “I don’t know, maybe supplies... or… Maybe something my mother told me I shouldn’t talk about in public,” his eyes were wild. The stallion, which appeared to be a unicorn, grabbed Lily’s mane with his hoofs and tried to pin her down. He was looking to kill. He had lost his mind not to the plague but to insanity. @, A rat began to race towards Bright, eyes red, it was looking to try and harm him. The rat was larger than most rats and was noticeable.

((Population of the town: 600)) Lucid began to walk downstairs. No one seemed to be around. As Lucid came to the bottom floor he looked from side to side. He smelt something odd, something that smelt horrible. He looked down to see a Shell, the shell of a pony, wearing a lab coat. There were no eyes, only black sockets. The body looked like a wrinkled prune, it looked frail, if one would touch it: it would probably cave in a little with a crackling sound. He saw blood. This pony was murdered somehow, but before then he was infected. Lucid was horrified. He reared up and jumped back, throwing up lightly on the floor. He franticly ran outside, feeling the lack of control one would feel when they’re having a nightmare. He looked around at the empty streets. @, Times could make out a 3 white, fat worms that had red mouths. Flesh worms. They were the fattest he'd ever had seen. They were too stupid to notice that he was in a tree. But these worms could smell his blood, and began to crawl around franticly, looking for its next meal; he heard a yell of distress in the distance but that wasn’t the first thing to think about @, Stormlight could see a mare and a stallion in the street, they were strolling, whispering to each other, they’re hoofs we’re muddy but they obviously weren’t infected. A small filly trotted behind them; her face was tearstained. @, The town square was large. Chains could see around 15 ponies walking around. None of these ponies knew that Chains was a thief but avoided him and avoided each other. One pony was covered in blood, a bottle of hard apple cider in his hoof, his chest was ripped open and the smell was even more horrible than most of the town. @, A few rats were scurrying around a dead cow, too interested in the corpse to pay mind to Bright Spark. The town was a big town, not the biggest but enough for one to get easily lost. Grey clouds littered the sky, it seemed as if the sun never existed. No one seemed to be around, if Bright went much farther from the town he’d run into the gas bombs. @@Venomous Deers, Blossom could hear a scream and gunshots. The gunshots stopped. A few infected ponies ran around the corner, looking up and blossom. The zombie-like ponies tried jumping up, they thankfully weren’t pegasi, only ground ponies, but they were fast ponies, and wanted to kill something soon. @@Fire Lily, A pony was walking toward Lily, swaying lightly, a stallion with a horrible smirk. Sometimes taking sips from a canteen, he looked over at Lily and trotted to her. “Ohhh, a big ugly corpse, eh city girl?” his voice was malevolent. The ponies face had a few mud stains, mixed with dried blood, he wasn’t infected, and after all, the infected didn’t talk. But he looked dirty enough to be infected

OOC thread: http://mlpforums.com/topic/112612-forgotten-in-a-diseased-town-survival-horror-slightly-advanced/ Intro: The industrial revolution… (Only 50 years since the show timeline) New cities, towns and settlements have spurred; new technology has been presented to the world of Equestria. However, with these new times, new dangers appear to the world. Recently, the entrovoric plague has proved a threat, with papers warning those at risk, quarantines and mass hysteria. Equestria was nearly thrown into disaster but with a huge amount of luck, it was eradicated within 5 years, almost too good to be true. Life returned to normal just as soon as it had spun out of control; but no one was out of the woods yet. Only 2 years later a new strand of the plague threatens the utopia again. In NewStart, a fairly large farming town (one of the few that is free of factories) an evolved plague has struck. No one knows how it’s appeared once again; but one this is for sure, the Equestrian government isn’t going to take chances this time. Before a hoof is raised, the town is put into quarantine. The government is doing its best to pretend that it has disappeared; even faking that it still is sending out supplies. Anyone trying to escape is either destroyed by the land mines or killed off with toxic gasses. And they’re doing a good job, because no one knows the chaos in NewStart. No one drops off supplies, not even the government; and NewStart is left on its own. Crime and unspeakable violence has erupted in the town, entire districts being destroyed by criminals, or ponies that have gone insane. Furthermore, the plague has transformed into something so evil, it feels as if its witchcraft… Lucid opened his eyes to see a small nightstand. He had not seen a desk when he had passed out 3 days earlier. The sudden sight of new surroundings caused him to panic for a split second that felt like a full 60 seconds. He calmed himself and once his body and mind decided that the foreign place of awakening was safe, he looked around. Lucid was in a small room, the room was painted blue and had splotches of brown dust. The stallion sat up to see that this was a makeshift clinic. There were a few supplies, clipboards, a desk with files and medical books. Lucid now remembered what had happened. He remembered that the day he passed out the town received word that they were in quarantine. He remembered that once the entire place went to chaos he was knocked over and trampled by a panicked villager. All of his memories came back to him. He remembered that he moved to this town 1 year ago, it was a pleasant looking place. No factories but it had a good population. He never felt lonely or too crowded. Lucid remembered why he ran away to this town… “But that isn't important right now,” he thought as he looked at his cutie mark. Lucid wondered why he woke up here and not a hospital. He got up, noting that there was an IV holding stand but he had no intravenous in his limb. He looked down and saw that the needle at the end of the IV was on the floor, slightly blood stained. Upon inspection his limb, which seemed to have a small scar, he came to the conclusion it must have been ripped out when he was asleep. “But why?” He looked to the wall and observed that there were a few holes and bloodstains, even more curious. Lucid got up, feeling uncomfortable; not only did he feel uneasy of the odd room that he was in. He also hadn't had any food, water or used any hygienic facilities the entire time he was asleep. He finally got up after sitting in bed for a minute, wondering what was going on. He took a look at his medical log. “OCT 3 - Out cold for awhile, might be out for up to 3 days. No sign of concussion but the patient seems to be having a sort of fever. I’ll be using some of the water to clean him,” it read. Lucid noticed he was much cleaner than he was when he was knocked out." Lucid kept reading. “OCT 4 – Still out cold, he seems to have caught the dreaded plague; I’m putting the patient on a heavy dose of Germ-Blocker… (Note: 5:00 PM) It seems that the patient has avoided the plague; it also seems he hasn't built any sort immunity due to his heavy Germ-Blocker support and can still catch it again. I’ll be taking a few blood samples and looking into what I can find about this mutated strand. It seems I feel a bit feverish myself… I hope I didn't catch the plague…” Lucid got up after reading this note grabbing his saddle bag, which the doctor must have kindly left next to his bed. He got up and left his room, seeing a small hallway. Lucid was in an abandoned house. Some pony had been here not too long ago, and some sort of struggle must have happened.