PurplePony

interesting I would like to discuss more if that is alright?

I really hope so I got into a real bad situation and was really sick ( I still am but it's easier now that I know what it is so I can deal with it properly.) If you care to read here you go  http://mlpforums.com/blog/1414/entry-13185-scared-alone-and-pregnant-3/

Welp so sorry to dissapear, if you care to read this is why. Life should get better any time now I swear...   http://mlpforums.com/blog/1414/entry-13185-scared-alone-and-pregnant-3/

Anywho if yall are still interested lets keep on keepin on!

Hey guys, this RP is about to get really complex.... hope you are all ready for war... Pack your bags because all who are ready... well we are walkin

Drink list that I use sometimes..... http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5yN_HcPHtG8/TZAxKr2F4hI/AAAAAAAACqs/BC5HmxTYdUg/s1600/tumblr_lipjttI2y11qa71spo1_500.jpg

And If anyone doesn't know what mythical creatures I am talking about I would be happy to describe them

@arkman575 @Dirge of souls,  @Gloomfury

Angel smiled as she curled up into the Minotaur's arms, "thank you." She murmured, "Although I do not know your name and I can not thank you properly." 

She relaxed in his muscular arms enjoying the ride, for once she did not have to do all the work. It was a nice view, although the air up higher seemed a little odd. Perhaps it was just because she wasn't used to being up at that height but Ange felt slightly faint, worried about being dropped she half clung to the giants arms.

Not terribly long after the she was picked up so to speak, the group arrived at the the fine establishment known as Fat Olive's. They were promptly seated and offered complementary bread. A server came around asking if they would care for a drink. Ange ordered her favorite a double sambuka and gin fireball, sure to make her wall-eyed if she ordered enough of them, however tonight was not that night. She just needed enough to calm the nerves. Spirit ordered her go to drink, I'll take a shot of Russian standard vodka spiked with sriracha.  The server ran off to fetch their drinks and the rest of the tables.

Spirit glanced across the establishment before asking Ange to acompany her to the restroom. Complying the fox followed her friend.

"Just in case this is our last 'good night' because it honestly feels like it. You know we are getting in way over our heads here. We could die. We are in this Together, right?" She questioned pulling a small white baggy from her satchel.

Angel nodded glumly, "You know, we could die and fight for something worth fighting for. Or we can lie down and take it like we have been doing. I know you are just as tired as I, and now, I don't want to lay back. I will do so for now but things are changing, they have to."

Spirit nodded, both agreeing and accepting. She chopped up chunks of white crystal, two thick lines lay before the friends on the bathroom counter. Both stood before them glancing over at the other occasionally. Ange broke the silence. "You know, I didn't think this would all happen this soon. I thought we would have more time."

Spirit smiled, "More time to what? Run? Hunny we are running together, someone has to be the change. We are in this together."

The pair laid their heads across the bathroom sinks snorting and sputtering all the pain away. When the noise subsided Angel smiled, her head felt foggy, "In this for life."

The two friends made their way back to the table lost in what they had to do and hiding in what they must.

They sat back down in silence, not too long after arriving back at their seats the waiter took their order. The girls decided to share a mushroom and chicken fettuccine and waited for the rest to order.

Once food was taken care of Ange looked to the group. "Alright, enough pleasantries."

After that her voice softened as she continued her tail. "Now I am what I am and this is a common street walker. You can take it for what it's worth but the scum of the streets hold more value than the highest ranking soldiers." She half laughed at the shocked looks.

"Yeah, I know I waste little time but it is what it is. We are spy's so to speak. I have laid with some of the most prominent members of society. It would make you sick knowing names, some of which you may have trusted. We are used to gather intelligence. We are made to sleep at night and report back in the morn. Many of my co workers are sick of what we do and what we stand for. It seems as if we have stumbled upon a problem. There are two conflicting sides. It is more than just some group of whores. You see, we have pieced together some information that may be of use. This may be news to some ears here but the dragon regime has set their minds upon conquering the land. They want to take over and lead an ideal kingdom and many guards have sided with them in fear of the turning tides. I swear to Celestia that what we are dealing with is worse than the changelings, it is worse than anything that one being could comprehend. Darkness darker then the reign of Nightmare Moon approaches, Dragons have been gathering the Duende, Harpy's, and Warg's; all the creatures of the shadows. Others have fallen, be them soldiers or citizens. It is our job to verify who is with the movement and who is against. Those against tend to fall into the night, seldomly heard from again. It appears that we are approaching a one world order and the darkness is rising above. We have little time to stop it from escalating and even so we must be quiet. Not even us low life spy's know who all lie within. I was in the bar last night to see what I could come up with, I do have debt to pay, however master would not have acted the way he did without reason. He would not have harmed me otherwise." She noted glancing at her broken paw

She continued on, "My master followed me or more precisely followed one of you, this group threatens his ability to take over and if I am correct we should be able to ally with you or possibly the groups you identify with."

After a short pause Spirit spoke, "We have been waiting for something like this, an opportunity to run from the shadows and fight for what we believe to be right. Now we need some help. All of you are connected in some way, shape, or form. Master is scared that his reign will end abruptly and there is no other reason for him acting the way he has. War will soon arise and only one victor can survive. Either the land will sway towards slavery and darkness under an unlawful king or it shall stay unscathed the way it has remained for years. This could very well be the beginning of the end and only time shall tell what is to come."

@arkman575 @Dirge of souls,  @Gloomfury

Ange hobbled along doing her best to keep up. She noticed the wolf edging his way closer, 'How currious.' She thought.

Indeed her intuition rang clear, he had been griping at gaining further knowledge. This time however spirit spoke up tossing her head lightly as she walked. With a slight laugh she started,"Oh, me and angel? We go way back. We had both been abandoned and picked up by the same family. We are really more like sisters than anything else. So I guess to answer your questions, we grew up together and now work together. We watch each others backs, no one else is gonna and you only got one life contrary to the popular belief that us cats have nine." She scoffed slightly trying to lighten the mood.

Ange smiled and retorted, "The way you go girl I would have sworn you had nearly a thousand." The girls giggled for a moment together before the mood drastically changed.

Spirit glanced across sideways at the group, her eyes grew sharp as her voice dimmed to an almost whisper, "The reason for us approaching you today, well, that is for a quiet public conversation. You see words get muddled in a crowded area so I hope the restaurant you picked is popular."

Ange finished speaking for the two, "Something in the air is sour. The winds have been changing for sometime now. I am curious as to what goes on behind the scenes and if my intuition is correct one of you carries an answer. A revolution is on it's way and the shadows of time are shifting. The time for change seems to be nigh."

Ange wasn't particularly paying attention to the placement of her paw. stumbling she went to catch herself placing her wight on the injured one. Falling to the ground in a whimper she looked up to the group wincing in pain, "Can someone please carry me the rest of the way." She felt shame course through her body but she found it difficult to walk and keep up with the rest.

She hated asking for help, hanging her head she made to get back up and carry on as if forgetting she had just moments prior asked for help.

'I don't need a paw up, never have, never will.' She thought stubbornly to herself.

@arkman575 @Dirge of souls,  @Gloomfury,

Ange smiled as the wolf bowed, "My friend came and picked me up and then dropped me off at home. That is where I went after you all left." she told the group.

I guess a proper introduction is in order eh? My name, or I suppose what you can call me is Angel. That is all you really need to know about me."

As she looked to her left she smiled and began to introduce her friend, "And this is my friend Spirit."

Her smile turned to a slight frown. "Why is it it you were looking for moi? May I be of any service?" she inquired.

Standing for a moment Ange shifted her weight falling onto her injured paw. Letting out a faint whimper she quickly re positioned herself on her good paw slightly tucking the hurt one away. She looked down slightly embarrassed and ashamed. Spirit payed little to no attention to what had happened stepping forward examining the group more closely. "As my friend has probably stated before, we have little time to exchange pleasantries, however if you would like to take us out to dinner we would be happy to escort you all. Perhaps then we could justify chatting instead of working." She asked scanning the group for reactions trying to get a better feel.

Can we post now?

yup yup you can most defiantly post.

Hey guys sorry I was away. I had an unexpected family gathering and then some other stuff to deal with My grandparents were involved in a car accident so I took time off to go see them in the hospital. It was quite serious but everyone is looking like they will end up being alright.

A quick sketch, it didn't turn out too bad eh? @arkman575

I approve all of you however @Gloomfury would you be able to submit a different character as we are rping in another rp with that one? Sorry I am picky

@arkman575 @Dirge of souls,  @Gloomfury,

There seemed to be a slight commotion across the street and as Ange peered into the crowd she realized it was the gang from the night prior, "Oh shi." She began stopping herself and taking a quick side step half hiding behind Spirit.

With out turning her head Spirit scanned the street, her eyes fell upon the small group, "Why are you hiding? Who are they?" She questioned softly.

"Hunny I don't know who they are but at least one has to be bad news otherwise Ketua wouldn't have acted the way he did. He must have been following at least one of them for some reason." She replied back.

The girls stood outside softly gossiping and contemplating what if anything could be associated with the mysterious characters she had met the previous night. Spirit began to contemplate aloud, "Well we could just go over and introduce ourselves, you are within the vicinity of his keep so you shouldn't receive any punishment, however, there has to be a reason for this all which would mean ketua or one of his lackeys is watching one of them carefully. I mean we are all expendable however his business is not." The cat smiled coily, "In it together." 

Ange smiled back, "In it for life."

Deciding it would be safer to approach the group as a pair they walked over slowly so Ange could keep up with her hurt paw. When they were close enough the fox let out a short whistle, "Hey, long time no see!" She called out. "What are y'all doin over in these parts?"

alrighty, ssssssooooo I am gonna make a short post and do some drunk drawing tonight :3

If anyone wants to chat on skype for kicks lemme know

my skype is alaynna_rae

bleh can't post a relevant post atm.... brain farts are real.. I will draw until I can post :3

Also, equestria..... we aren't exactly canon but we could be. It is early on enough in the story to change where we are or make up something else that could be in relations to equestria. Does anyone have preferences

Alrighty, so I am going to leave posting for a bit until I find a more opportune spot to post.

Other than that I do have a question for the lot of you. I do a lot of art work for my RPs.... I would like to draw everyone's characters throughout the story, however they are yours and I will not do this without permission. So is it ok if I draw your characters?

Ange lay on the cold floor of her darkened room feeling hurt. She hadn't done anything wrong, except talk to the wrong being while Ketua had obviously been lurking in the shadows. How was she supposed to know? She was simply doing her job, her duty. It seemed however that every being wanted to be the best. Best student. Best servant. They always got caught up in it all, pressing and pushing until they had indeed forgotten whom it was they were trying to please.

The young fox lay awake liking her wounded paw in attempts to make the throbbing pain subside. Staring out into the starry night she thought about freedom and choice. She thought once more about leaving until the harshness of reality hit. Hanging her head she thought, 'I can not leave, not until my debt is paid, not until I can run and never look back. Why is it that only in the darkness, only in our times of struggle that one seems to remember what it was that had sustained us even in light? Why is it that with each passing day the light seems to grow dimmer as it fades away, blending in with the shadows, the reality of life?'

Those were her last thoughts as sleep claimed her tired body. Ange awoke the next morn shaking the cobwebs. She stretched being careful as to not put too much pressure onto her injured paw. 'Well, I should get a move on, if I at least please Ketua the day should go by rather pleasantly despite the previous eve.'

Slowly she limped from her confined quarters to the eatery. New faces always greeted her with a smile, however a few familiar faces poked out from the crowd. Her and spirit nodded a silent greeting as she casually sauntered past. Ange admired her will and determination to make a bit the best way she knew how. The sleek feline was always up early, eager to start her day and could almost always be found talking up the passerby's. 'Equestria seemed to tolerate and turn a blind eye to every abominable practice, embraced every foul idea in the name of freedom and the rights to the common citizen. Society no longer carried on deviant behavior in private, but pridefully displayed it. It is those moral values that could no longer freely walk along a public park without having to witness some sort of revolting act. 

What happened to the public censors that protected decency? Did freedom have to mean abolishing common decency? Did freedom mean any living being could do anything they wanted at any given time without consequences? Apparently so, and this was the world I have been thrust into, I have become accustomed to all of it, numbed to the stigmatism that coincides with all of it. This is what, if not who we are, and I am proud?' Ange found her thoughts wandering as she continued on her familiar walk through the dinning hall not paying much if any attention to whom she passed, it was after all just an ordinary day.

I must say that I am in shock and I truly do hope that life is better for you now. I know words are somewhat meaningless in today's world, but my sympathies go out to you, for what it's worth.

That has not been me for over 2 years now, I am very comfortable with what and who I am .... I encourage all of you to have fun with this one

@ EVERYONE WHO HAS NO PIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IF YOU WANT A PIC PLEASE FIND ONE AND SEND ME IT SO I CAN ADD TO FRONT PAGE

PS so sorry to post like I did.... I felt like she was abandonedish so a big thing should happen. 

Also I wish you all the best of luck saving characters and demolishing a trading ring, the social norm.... it's so... conventional

The lovely fox found herself alone for lack of a better term yet again as the ground began to tremble slightly and Ange cowered, "He is here." She stammered.

This was the last thing she wished to happen, and it rarely did, often resulting in severe punishment.

Ange found herself looking up at a darkened scaled face. "I do think that it is time to come home, you have done enough for tonight." The figure said picking her up by the scruff and carrying her off into the night.

The dragon continued to speak although his words were muffled slightly with the amount of fur in his mouth," You do not know whom you have spoken to or what you may have caused, but I assure you that you will not cause any more damage than you already have. They can find you at the brothel if they are so inclined to." He stated this all while picking up a couple gold bits, "This will do for now", he muttered both to himself and Ange, "It will lessen your punishment."

Not too long after Ange found herself beaten and battered in the corner of a local INN, sporting a broken paw. She was forbidden to go outside. Instead she found herself doomed to a dingy motel floor, further punishment deemed fit by her master Ketua. Condemned to sleep with whomever he saw fit. Over the next while it would just be customers passing by who wouldn't care if the female was a little battered, after all it would make the lay easier, would it not?

The door to her room creaked slightly as a familiar face entered. A dear friend of hers greeted her with a smile. "How was tonight? Did anything wonderful happen?" Spirit inquired.

The two had often shared dreams of running off together with their own mate to take care of them. It was often laughed off however, they had hopes for their future. Hopes that life was not and would not be this forever.

Ange replied with a chuckle, "Oh I do not think anything different of tonight, I just got caught off guard, he was not happy with how I handled myself or whom I had spoken to..... is anything really different?" The two lay together until Spirit had to go to her own room, a client will call after all, however the two remained at this moment in time inseparable.

I'm going to be honest, I didn't expect it to get that morbid that quick. In my humble opinion, it sure would add more to the drama.

Sorry, as I have stated to one individual I have lived this.... Yes Ange or Angel was once me and if you think this is graphic then you have no idea who I am (thankfully I can paint a picture so the RP should not get banned from the site, I can keep it safe for work) This is however a very real topic, something that does continue to this day. I am willing to do the pimp because I know how they are and if I can find a friend that would be cool xD

*just some food for thought

Hey guys, just out of curiosity..... should I add in a pimp and a best whore friend of sorts? I feel that a pimp is necessary although the other could be played by someone else if interested.... *hint*hint*

@Dirge of souls

Ange turned red with anger she could not see anything other than the color black, "How dare you assume! How dare you presume that I am here by choice! There is more that goes on behind the shadows and if you think that I would be willing to turn in my master and ruin many other lives you are sorely mistaken. You would be ruining so much more than you realize, the ring controls so much more than you realize! I would put my own life and many others into peril. I do not take handouts, I never have nor will I ever, you may rent my time but your pity is the last thing I would ever need. Your gold and deceit is not what I search for in any given night. Now, I do believe that I have flirted with the wrong kind. I am sorry to have wasted your time, but I should be on my way."  Ange let out a hmph and realized the party had grown larger.

@arkman575

The wolf from before had reared his face, he was offering to take her home non profit wise, "Hun I work on the clock, and if you wish to save me for a night and talk I will, but to purely buy me off or want my time free of charge, well that I can not do. That is a crime in which I would be punished for severely, and I do not wish to see another day of rough punishment. I have gone through too much of that already."

With all of this said she aimed to walk off into the night alone, starting over once again, brushing up against the unknown wolf, hoping to stir something up for herself, after all she could not go 'home' empty handed and if she could salvage something, anything, she would sell her soul.

'What a predicament I seem to have landed myself in.' She thought, 'Oh well, just another night, another dollar.' She thought as she began to trot off in hopes of finding an easy less sleazy dollar, 'I do have standards'

............. I am insanely confused.... please help

Not this pony   :comeatus:

@Dirge of souls,@Gloomfury, @arkman575

Ange sat up shaking her head and panting as she filled her lungs with air. She huffed a thank you to the minotaur who had dragged the sleeping pony off of her. Bowing slightly in the moonlight showing her thanks, "I was starting to think I would be stuck here until dawn, I am eternally grateful."

Ange swiveled her hips and turned to face the unknown mare, "You know being with a fox costs extra, I do have bills and debt to pay off." She winked hoping to not come across too crudely.

Speaking to the pair of them now she started, "If you both have no more business here I really should be on my way, the night is young but I have a quota to hit or I shall face the wrath of my master, something I would not wish upon my worst enemy. Now I could spend a moment in time with one of you, or I shall be on my way. Duty dost calls." She winked awaiting a response if any before she head out into the night, as morning shift came all too soon.

Ange sat licking her paw seductivly wondering what was to come of the night and what happened to the wolf she intended on talking to, 'It matters not where I gather my payment from, as long as I return with it.' She reminded herself.

Ange was moping about, sulking in her own pit of despair when somepony trotted over and plopped down next to her muttering something about a pillow. Before she could get up or do anything about anything Ange found her resting spot disturbed. Somepony lay their head upon her back nuzzling their muzzle deep into her soft silky fur. Ange yipped slightly and squirmed but to her dismay she could not get out from under the slumbering pony. "Sheesh! I usually charge for this sort of treatment." She muttered, face pressed into the dewy grass.

Just as she was about to give up she noticed the minotaur poking his head around once again, perhaps he had been wandering looking for her, he seemed to be calling out something although it was muffled beneath a strangers head. Ange let out a small hmf as she attempted one last time to wriggle out of the tight space she now found herself in. "Pillow, I am hardly a pillow!" She sighed in exasperation. 

Noticing that the gent from the bar was about to turn and leave Ange gave a louder yelp in hopes that he or any passerby heard. "Please help! I am stuck" she pleaded into the night, hoping that anyone would come by to rescue her from this mess.