Neutrino

Perception Warp. I don't know. Random input I guess.

@Comet Starflash,

"Great idea." Bella praises, "Try and find an overhang of some kind." . She leans against a fairly large tree... It creeks, doubtfully solid. "AH!" She screams falling into the old bark, it appears to completely eat her. Instantaneously afterward, a large puff of dust engulfs the base of the tree around the opening.

"I won't tell a soul." Pledges Bella. After a short pause and a quick glance at the tarty hanging fruits, Bella asks "Are they soft fruits? If they are can you get an armful for me? ...I have an idea."

She tears a huge leaf up to use as a rudimentary satchel, tied with vine and cut with the flint piece she obtained from the brown peaty forest floor. "The others should have opened that crate by now. We should scavenge whats left of that and find a nice tree to lie against."

@Comet Starflash,

"I have faith in that we can find something nice to eat." Bella assures Comet, stumbling over a few emerald green vines. Grabbing a sharp, small stone up and cuts a vine in half (Securing it with her hoof against the ground). The vine produces small amounts of cloudy fluid. Hue tastes a tiny drop of the sap-drink and imminently spits it out. "No." She sighs, "We cant drink this".

"Still." The metal snake ring improves her confidence triple fold once she remembers it. "Im sure there is something useful."

"Hol' up!" The car radio crackles. It was Tim. "What are you doing? They [the casino] have a lot of surveillance! You can do this any way you like,  but it doesn't help that you robbed a bank last week... Don't draw attention to yourself, Thunder, or local law enforcement will swarm at your locat...-IM BUSY!-... Just get in and out. You should have your triangulation device, yes? Did Natalie give you her spare?" He asks from several miles away.

@Comet Starflash,

Bella tries to assure Comet that curiosity outweighs risk "Don't you want to see inside?" Bella had been in similar forests and jungles, but this was the densest one she had layed her tired eyes upon. As a herbalist, the fragile figure is compelled to search the deep musk for useful ingredients, both with magical and non magical properties...

The forest peripheral showed only signs of plant life, with the exception of a small bird cawing in the distance. The perspiring trees suggested that the forest would keep its damp heat for a few hours (after the last waning of the sun). Nightfall was enclosing upon them.

The exotic vigor lured her in: she began her way into the thick foliage. Comforted by her personal -and now safe- anklet, she trudges about the edge of the scattered jungle. She is already ignorant towards Comets friendly act. The shadowy, dank atmosphere tickles her lungs.

Bella is reassured and giddy "I thought it fell into the sea! Please bring it here!" And with her only possession in the changling/Pegasus' grasp, she squeels in relief and delight. "Thankyou!" She removes the offering from Comet. The bracelet is composed of many tangled vipers, attacking eachothers tails (like fibres in a rope). "Do you know where we are? Is this an island?" she asks, turning her head towards the beauty of the dense forest ahead. "I like this." She whispers to herself, observing trees caught and snagged by the wild vines. Azure walls mesmerize the mare.

"Please, if both agents are alive you can 'save' one for me?" She says, flicking the ignition and activating the pre-ride systems. The engine seemed to growl in beast-like anticipation, revving aggressively. Back wheel spinning, the exhaust snarled again and whipped up three octaves as the engine went up gear. After warming up the mechanisms, Natalie flung on her Kevlar/titanium underjacket mesh and her bikers helmet (fitted with 500m range radio, heavy ballistics tested armor, voice commands) and began listening to the transmission from the bug she had left in the SERPNT conference room.

"what? How? *looking up, remembering* Hi Comet!" She rasps, still sandy and disheveled. "...I'm not in a good shape. And I don't know anyone here" Her tone diminishes back to her signature whisper. "Have you seen my bangle ring?" she asks in confusion, admiring his air advantage: Wings.

Eventually Bella sprawled up. Her eyes then fluttered. Where was her bangle? She had never lost it before, it held so many very precious memories. But now it was gone. The ocean had a'washed more than the hoofwear into oblivion. She was utterly distraught.

Not far from the group, Bella lay face down on the beach. Wheezing and sputtering out the horrid saltwater, she rolled onto her front gasping for air.

'Not heaven. Not hell... Not dead!' she monologues in her head. Due to the uncertainty of her health, she added 'for now.'

Not seconds after realizing that she was still alive, she felt a soft glow of enlightenment. "I. Am. alive." Her sigh is inaudible as the light glimmering down on her. She heard voices, however she was too weak to get up.

Receives a new (and highly successful) fan-animated cross between 'my little pony, friendship is magic' and 'two and a half men'

*Inserts necessary criticism for the word replacement of 'men' into 'mares', I.e.- mare is not a valid substitution for men.*

"Flump"

Flump, Flump

You should know, you should know thatahhh

Hot-Cross is not having anything today

As we stand there totally crossed out

We commence to make you

Flump, Flump

The Mc-Loud will make ya Flump Flump

The Loudy-Mc will make ya Flump Flump

Hot-Cross will make ya Flump Flump

Don't try to compare us to another bad little internet fad

I'm the Mac and I'm bad givin' ya something that you never had

I'll make ya rump-rump wiggle and shake your rump

'Cause I'll be kicking the flavor that makes you wanna Flump!

How much? This much

Y'all need a cruch

Imma done attakin

And everything is to the back with a little slack

'Cause inside-out its wiggida wiggida wiggida wack

I come stompin' with somethin' pump to keep you Flumpin'

R&B - rap and bullcrap is what I'm dumpin'

And ain't something about Hot-Cross we all that

So when they ask do they rock say believe that

Flump, Flump

The Mc-loud will make ya Flump, Flump

A Loudy-Mc will make ya Flump, Flump

Hot-Cross will make ya Flump, Flump

uh-huh uh-huh

Flump, Flump

The Mc-Loud will make ya Flump, Flump

A Loudy-Mc will make ya Flump, Flump

Hot-Cross will make ya Flump, Flump

I like my stuff knockin' knockin'!

I love it when a girl is like 'flockin 'flockin!

The MC-trouble H.C. make 'ah double

Yeah you know me

I got you jumpin' an' pumpin' an pump movin' all around

G In the mix I make ya six steps back

They try to step to the Mac's then they got jacked

To the back you'll be sportin' the gear that's co-in-ci-den-tal

Act like you know it so don't be claiming that it's men-tal

Two lil' kids with a flow you ain't ever heard

And none faking you can understand every word

As you listen to my cool school melody

The Mc-loudy makes you Flump!

Flump Flump

The Mc-lad will make you Flump, Flump

A Daddy Mac will make you Flump, Flump

Hot-Cross will make you Flump, Flump

uh-huh uh-huh

Flump Flump

The Mc-lad will make you Flump, Flump

A Loudy-Mc will make you Flump, Flump

Hot-Cross will make you Flump, jump

Now, the formalities of this and that

Is that Hot-Cross ain't comin' off wack

And for all ya'll sucks that don't know

Check it 'at

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this (Go, go!)

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this (Go, go!)

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this (Go, go!)

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't (Go, go!)

'Cause I'm the miggida miggida miggida Mc Loudy

the Miggida miggida miggida Mac

'Cause I'm the miggida miggida miggida Mc Loudy

the Miggida miggida miggida Mc

I make you wanna:

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Flump Flump

The Mc-lad will make you Flump, Flump

A Loudy-Mc will make you Flump, Flump

Hot-Cross will make you Flump, Flump

uh-huh uh-huh

Believe dat!

Backtrack - Kriss-Kross-Jump-Instrumental-Prod_-By-Jermaine-Dupri.mp3

Receives a cowboy thumb-hat.

*Inserts the concept of a 1960's pop singer becoming famous again through the means of the internet, singing 'I'm glad to be back home'*

"Why do you think I'm here?! ... Listen, *changes to a soft and compassionate tone* perhaps we got on the wrong hoof here. I'm an excellent driver -and don't get me wrong, you probably are too- *portrays a schoolgirl smile* but I won't need guns because I will have two A-F-D's up my ass *still holding the kind tone*. You may have known some of the next missions traits if you had tabs on little Tim. Or if big boss trusted you more. Swick move on that bank... He's gonna love you for that. *voice alters back to normal tone* Let's hope these agents are still alive, I want to use my interrogation tools." After her speech like information, Natalie opens a small compartment, in which there is a knife:

She licks the top of the blade and giggles with insanity. Then, she slides the blade back and re-fitts it into the bike.

(Out of all the badasses, she's more likely to kill out of pleasure than business. Oh, and an AFD is an Armed Flight Drone.)

Receives a fully roasted chicken.

*Inserts omnipresence*

Well. I'm going to play amother hour of Metal Slug on emulator. If I come back and there is no RP set up, I will cry... and go back to that beautiful game.

The last thing you want in an RP is an alicorn mosh pit. Especially when there is only one character 'Above' the rest. We all know that the show designers were Nazis when creating races and concept ideas. This is my opinion, it means nothing to anyone else.

*meanwhile, in the posts about twilight waifu*

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=AphxyjrH4SE

(OOC-

wrote a story about a cybernetic banana killing mega cyber mecha robo hitler

- What? I mean thats fine/cool, but WhhhhaaaaThhhhhheeFuuuuuuqq? Oh and plz change "two seperate cars" into "a Bugatti and a motorbike" )

"My specifications?" Natalie proposed while smiling and hopping onto her highly modified super-bike. "About ah 1000 cc engine, top speed of... hmm...320kmph. Eight speed transmission. For suspension shes got reversed telescopic adjustable forks incuding spring preloaders, rebound and compression dampeners, oscillating rear fork, lightweight chassis composed of magnesium/aluminium alloy with differentiated profile arms and hydropneumatic-adjustable poly-shock-absorbents, electronic assisted steering systems, high pressure fuel injectors, liquid nitrogen coolant, singular exhaust with a crap ton of accelerator modifiers, not to forgeh- ... Are you even listening?" She finishes her list of many alterations to her bike and asks Thunder the question.

Dark red chinos (not velvet red tho), Orange/yellow T-shirt. Short sleeved. No footwear. And i guess you 'wear' headphones? So them too (wireless, dr.dre beats, also orange, black)

Same here. I have a few ideas I wanna try out.

Receives a 'doped out' derpy.

*Inserts a tie owned by the actor 'Will Ferrell'

Receives a positive outlook on life.

*Inserts contradictory statement*