FullMetalParagon

Join the bloody club, mate. All I know is? I'm DEFINITELY not running a "Panel" panel next year. I'll be running a panel in regards to a super secret project I am working on. Only thing I am saying: It IS a game, but nothing like what most people would assume. Also, I am doing every single bit of art for it. It's gonna be KARAAAAZY!

I'm waiting for the video of my "attempt" at a panel. What is the one word lesson that I learned this year? REHEARSE. REHEARSE, REHEARSE.

It was pretty damn awesome, to be perfectly honest. I met some people who had actually heard of one of my webcomics (Shadows of Abaron, YAHOI!) or one of my three favourite stories to write (Secrets of the Zone: Ghosts of Chernobyl, Future Tactics - The War Games, and The Unlikeliest of Heroes). Though I walked around in my black cardboard combat armor (Which MOSTLY didn't survive the weekend. I only have the helmet and left gauntlet left... sad face), people were more interested in the weapons I made rather than the armor. I wasn't Mass Effect, or Halo, or Command and Conquer, or FALLOUT. I was the Future Soldier, but that's a story for another time. It was incredibly fun, even though I gimped up my leg during the Nerf War. I can't wait to see the video go up for THAT so I can see my amazing slide that took me halfway across the slicked floor. Combat slides were never that fun.

Ah. Did you sit in on my "attempt" at a panel?

No, I mean, I was walking around the con in black armor with red stripes.

Rearguard stood up, slowly moving towards Devotion. As she stood there, she could see the spirit of Dark Neigh, floating with the sword. She looked around. The world had seemed to stop for a moment. Everywhere she looked, she could see spirits of the dead fighting. The same fight happening over and over between the Elements and the Nightmare. Sometimes the spirits would win, other times they died, and another set replaced them, the battle repeating endlessly. It clicked in her head, finally, what had happened. "So, the Elements are linked, somehow, to the Nightmare. The Nightmare intrinsically linked to the end of the world. The Elements..." "Were once a great weapon, young one." Six spirits walked into view, all decked out in plate armor, three mares and three stallions. "We found them in a great wheel, one that depicted a battle between the World Eater, what you refer to as 'Nightmare,' and those that hold the Elements. In our time, they were known as the Primordial Elements, the six that governed magic in our time." Rearguard backed up, Sacrifice glowing as she neared Devotion. "T-that would make you t-the- the Knights of Balance! The original holders of the Elements long before Celestia, or Luna, or even the War of the Three Tribes!" Devotion began to glow as she stepped nearer, her hoof picking it up without her even knowing it. "You, Hirsan, nay, all of you who held the Elements were descended from our number. We were arbiters of justice, bringers of peace. She may be naught but stone, fire, and ash, but she was once equine, so remember that. Hold both of those Elements high, Rearguard." She noticed she was holding the two swords, although they seemed to want to touch. With a shock, they joined, the blade becoming much longer, but much lighter as well. "The Sword of the Elements. The only weapon that can hurt a Nightmare." ---------------------------- Rearguard stared around, holding the Twin-Element sword. Looking at Apples, she frowned. "We need all of the Elements! T-they combine into something called the Sword of the Elements! With that, we can stop this once and for all!"

I was walking around in Black Armor for a large point.

I swear to God, I'm either giving you a high five or a hug when i see ya at the con.

One more day of work, then I get to go down to the Lower Mainland, and I WILL EAT SUSHI!

Nice! Look for the guy in black armor walking around with fake weapons. That'll be me.

It was more me trying to see if everyone was still alive.

So, I'm hoping that people just forgot. I'd hate to have a dead RP on my otherwise spotless record for running RPs.

So close to the convention! I'm so STOKED, guys! I get three days of work this week just so I can get to the convention!

What's the idea?

Rearguard danced around the tendrils, slicing them with Sacrifice as she pushed others out of the way. With a dash, she caught Skytracker, dragging her off to the side. "Medic! Tend to her leg! The rest of us Guardians will handle this!" She let Sacrifice hum as she raised it to the sky. "We may only be three of the Silent Elements, but we can still end this!"

Rearguard passed out the proximity trackers as the group filed past her. "Remember to stay close! Proximity trackers do not work well at a large distance!" Hidalgo nodded as he passed, waving at the crowd of Unterlot dwellers as the group began to pass into the great wall of white outside the main entrance to Unterlot. "Well, here goes nothing."

Legend of the Guardians? Yeah, uh, no. This is a continuation of a previous RP, and LOTG - Cold Hearted Resonance is the continuation of this one, after its inevitable conclusion.

Rearguard stared at the pony that used to be Celestia, what looked like living tectonic plates moving across her skin, flowing around glowing veins. "That... that isn't your Princess anymore, Equestrians. That's a whole lot of living tectonic action waiting to strike."

I KNOW! HOOAH, HERE COMES EVOLUTION OF CHARACTER! (My panel.)

Shoot! I can't give ya the money (Until I get more info, as in when I can pay for it), but it would definitely be nice for my buddy!

What's MLK?

All right! That would be fine. I'll be reviewing this later today. I'll be sending you some information through PM.

Rearguard galloped up, Jex in tow. Though the shield had been strong enough to withstand the impact of the massive airship, it had broken in a few places, allowing those who had been trapped outside the shield to enter in. "What do you mean they haven't come back? What-" A sword slammed into the ground beside her, still chanting and glowing. She slowly moved over, as if possessed by something else entirely. Picking it up, she lifted it high, staring into the clouds. "'With the sacrifice of Hirsan, I will sacrifice myself if need be to end the winter.'" She slid the sword through straps on her back before holding her head. Shaking it, she looked at the rest. "Just what in Equestria did I just say?"

Hidalgo left the group to enter his small quarters, where everything he owned sat in a pair of saddlebags. He had known for a while that he was going to be sent up to the surface. Anyone who had been a participant in the war was sent up, Bronze Leaf had made sure of it. His relation to Hirsan Keln of Great Canyon made him a prime pony to go to the surface. Pulling out a photo, he sighed as he slipped it into his winter coat, suiting up before sliding the saddlebags on and cinching them tightly. Returning to the group, he made sure his goggles and face mask were tight and secure before he nodded at his new companions. "I once fought in a war. Survival isn't something new. We've got to be ready for anything, my new friends." He looked up just in time for the doors to begin creaking. Gears clanked, motors whirred and chains moved as the twin steel slabs swung open, a light dusting of snow slowly floating in. "Once you are outside the protective tunnel, you will be in the blizzard! Rearguard will give you all trackers so you won't lose each other! Good luck to you all, and may the light of our ancestors guide you!"

Rearguard looked over at Jex, dragging him close. "No regrets, right? No time to review our past mistakes!" With a quick motion, she planted a kiss right on Jex's lips, smiling as she dragged the stunned stallion away. The airship began to slow as it hit the massive shield that covered Canterlot, though it did not show signs of stopping.