MrMinimii

Night stared curiously at the unhinged door lying precariously on the floor. "Ummm..." Night turned to the others, then to the ceiling, "Director... I think your little 'test' here is a bit bugged." Shrugging, he turned back to the available room. You'd think conducting an experiment that involves capturing and containing several ponies, especially unicorns and alicorns alike, not to mention probably enough vile creatures to rival a small army, would have a better code of conduct... he though sarcastically before walking into the room.

Night raced in front of the group, dipping his head low and skewered one of the beetles on his horn. Lovely was right, he thought dryly to himself, which is something I'd never thought I'd say... Beetle blood ran down his horn and streaked across his face. He waved his head vigorously to get it off, sending blood all over the room.

"This pony is either a brilliant mastermind... or completely insane." Night retorted and braved the empty room now available to them.

Night followed the rest of the group silently. "Oh, hello, mind my brother, will you? He never wants to put people in traps--but I, on the other hand, am different, don't you know? Now, time for the question; a simple one, I'd say in my opinion, but what's yours?" Night sighed. 3 2 1 As if on cue the floor disappeared and the group once more fell to the floor. Night grabbed the tan pony that had helped with his good arm and brought them both to the floor relatively safely, or at least without any majorly noticeable wounds."Brilliant," Night clapped his hooves together sarcastically as he announced his annoyance to the leader of this project, "Do you forget most of us can fly, or are you that desperate that you try to kill us through constant drops in the wall?" (I'm not insulting the GM, Night is just a sarcastic pony and is trying to get a rise from the operator of the dungeon."

Well how about... We each convene in here for the following posts and decide what happens before we actually go posting it in the story? Like we all agree on a topic to explore before we actually post?

"You all don't listen well, do you?" Night asked bluntly, turning directly to Revolver. "Why would you go and remove something on whim, even though it is directly opposed to the master's orders. I say 'master' not of admiration, but of simple fact. He just dropped the entire f***ing floor under us and sent out to of those lizard creatures." He paused for a second as the pain in his shoulder intensified. I really do need medical attention, he though to himself. He shook it off, "With I'm assuming is the simple press of a button. We're on his gameboard and he holds all the dice, and if we don't play along like the little sheep he doesn't want us to be, he will mess with us further until we actually do break." He cast a glaring stare around the room in hopes that the master caught it and felt the burn of his eyes.

"My name is Nighttime Bliss, but you can call me Night," he answered the tan pony. "Now, Peaceable, is it?" He turned to the white unicorn, "We have no other choice but to trust him. He could be lying about every single part of this, and we'll never know. However, he does control the game board, and we are nothing but players to his sick twisted game. It is an equal chance that the other tube could send us to an incinerator. For the time being though, we must trust his word and believe what he says."

"you need medical attention" The tan pony pointed out to Night. "Oh, okay," he bowed to the tan pony, then turned to his own shoulder, "I suppose you're right. Thank you for your assistance so far Neru." Two glass tubes had appeared in the middle of the room, one on the left, one on the right. The former offered a chance to explore the ship further, the latter presented an opportunity to face the leader of the entire situation himself. "I believe we should look at this logically," Night offered to the group, "We are under-prepared, under-trained, and still not familiar with each other enough to properly form a plan of action and carry it out efficiently." Night walked between the two tubes. He pointed to the one that took them down a floor, "This offers more supplies, a chance to better understand each other, and a chance to build an effective strategy." He pointed to the one on the right, "This offers a chance to get out of here quickly and never have to talk about this, or to each other, again. Although we could spend all day training in this room, we would never truly form a plan, and we still don't have enough supplies to be a threat to any pony." He walked in front of the left tube that lead to the second level, "I'm going in here, whether you all decide to join me or not."

"We must all be the subjects that "The Creator" had mentioned." A pony spoke up, letting his leader side surface as he calmed down the ponies. Night ignored the ponies as they conversed, in favor of checking on his ammo. 10 bullets left He slid the magazine and put the gun away. "If you want to stay alive stay with me, we unicorns should stay together, I don't trust any of those pegasi." Funny, he scoffed to himself, We don't trust you either. He swiped his eyes across the room to find ponies talking to each other to try to come to some sort of solution to the problem at hoof.

"Are you alright?" Night looked up to see a tan pony offering his hoof to him. He took it gratefully as he was helped to his hooves. "Who are you?" He asked, still covering his shoulder. The scene panned out still had ponies of every type fighting the remaining lizard. An electrician was wielding a rifle and desperately aiming it at the creature. "Do you know what's happen-" His question was cut off by the piercing sound of projectile hitting a wall. "Did you hear that?" His ears pricked up as he scanned the room, "I thank it came from over there." He galloped to the source of a sound, wincing every time he put pressure on the wound, and found a door.

Night heard the faint sounds of hooves stealthily hitting metal. What the? He felt the unnerving feeling of being scene, but not knowing the observer. Before he could react, the floor below him collapsed to an enlarged room. He instinctively opened his wings, but moved to quickly and locked them, causing him to plummet to the floor with a crash. Ow he grabbed his head as a voice trailed through the room. "Hello, survivo- I mean, subjects. You've just fallen to the bottom floor. I'm on the top floor, of course. Be warned, here you'll encounter your first battle. Two, mutated, giant lizards. As big as you. I recommend you use your weapons for this. Oh, and for the musician, check your pockets. You have an extending spear." Two large lizards appear into the room as the surrounding ponies began attacking, each missing miserably. "Well come on," a voice beside him called out, "Fight." A lizard crept up on a pony on the far side. Night narrowed his eyes and charged at the creature, succeeding in tackling to the ground, but felt a burning sensation on his shoulder. "AGH," he screamed in pain, leaping into the air and withdrawing his pistol to unload a few shots into the lizard. He landed next to the bleeding lizard, grabbing his shoulder protectively and turning with his back to the wall to survey the scene before him.

Night smiled victoriously as he lifted the door and walked through, instantly finding himself in another room. He groaned audibly and drew his weapon threateningly. "Hello?" He tested the room before him, but was met with no response. "Anypony here?" He looked around the empty room, dropping his gun in disappointment. Great, he rubbed his eyes, I just get out of my room and turn into another empty one. He looked around the steel door room, instantly resting his eyes on another open door. Yes! Another way! He galloped to the open door and slid into the room in anticipation. (Will we be getting a map? Or are we making the map?)

(Random assumption says I'm the sergeant?)

Night was leaning against the wall in annoyance when a bright flash of light illuminated the room around him, revealing steel walls and a projector that was beginning to run on it's own. The far side wall was suddenly brought to life by tan pony looking expectantly into the room. "Welcome, subjects. I see that you turned power on in your rooms. You see, two rooms have one electrical circuit, which forces teamwork. This is a test. There are hostile creatures spread throughout the aircraft that you must get past in order to reach me, The Creator. Of you flip the panel of the lower part of your walkie talkie, you'll have a virtual map of the place. Good luck, subjects." A clack erupted from the far corner as a small black piece of metal feel from the ceiling. Night walked hesitantly over to it. It's a gun...​ he picked it up and checked the magazine, With about 15 or so bullets. Wonderful. He put the gun in his belt and looked around the room, instantly noticing the door frame carved into the wall. Night walked up to it and tested the new found door, sighing in annoyance as the door offered no response. Great, he groaned to himself as he dipped his head and focused on the door. A dark aura surrounded it as he magically dislodged it from its hinges and cautiously opened the door before him.

I

Night sucked in his breath as the darkness surrounded him. His eyes narrowed and he sat up straight, all traces of sleep dragged out of his body as he inspected his new area. The hay? He thought to himself, rubbing the back of his head as he surveyed the scene around him. "AGH!" He screamed, hearing his voice echo throughout the room as a sharp pain erupted from the back of his mind. ~~~~Ah~~~~ What the? He looked to the source of the noise, a small radio attached to his waste flared a bright blue before dying once more. "Hello?" He tested, speaking to the walkie talkie, "Is somepony there?" After a few minutes of silence, he sighed in frustration and brought it up to his mouth. "Hello!?" He tried louder, but was only welcome with silence. Fantastic, he thought bitterly, placing the walkie talkie back on his belt, First I wake up in an unknown place for Celestia knows what reason, and now I'm going insane!

So if he was as tall as Big Mac, that would be cool?

http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/nighttime-bliss-r45 Probably going to be rejected, but eh... Could I join?

I'm fairly certain that we will work something out before hand, and if not I'm sure we can organize ourselves.

http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/nighttime-bliss-r45 Could I join?

http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/nighttime-bliss-r45 Can I be the guard?

Well then. http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/nighttime-bliss-r45

Can there be an alicorn in this forest? I.E. My character?

Eeeyep