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This Ludle is brilliant! Nice shading etc. She looks very determined to write the card.
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Slightly off-topic here but anyone fancy a battle? (I'm on omega ruby)
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If you mean why ins't the water cycle incorporated into MLP, please take a number and Discord will be with you shortly.
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Tempest finally retrieved his gear and headed up to where everypony else had wondered off to. He looked about for a place to sit, even though he was a skilled marksman who was very confident on the battlefield, he'd never overcome his social anxiety around other ponies. His eyes darted around the room for a lone table where he could get something to eat without the social commodities. He couldn't see one.
He walked over and sat opposite Wrench, the only pony he'd had light conversation with, waving to all the other ponies he didn't recodnise on the way. "Morning again" He said politely as he set down his gear." He glanced over to the kitchen, "I'll be just a moment." He put his rifle down and flicks the safety on as he walks off to the kitchen to make something to eat. He poked his head back around a few seconds later, "Um... Do you want me to get you anything while I'm in here?"
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I play mostly anything, quite well too. I get VERY competitive and sometimes take it too seriously.
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Tempest Shift finished up cleaning the weaponry and decided to check on his Titan. He mumbled to himself as he approached the hanger entrance, "Flipping machine is never ready when I need it...
He approached the team's engineer, Wrench. The engineer who was normally fixing up or modifying Titans "Hey Wrench, how's my Titan coming on? Is it usable yet, I'd like to get a test run before we jump back into the fight" However, before Wrench could respond, Tempest's mic starting buzzing to life.
"Tempest Shift, you left your DMR at the store, come back and collect it you muppet" The voice clearly belonging to the other pony who was in the storage room when he'd cleaned up his gear earlier. "Copy that, on my way." He sighed, it wasn't the first time he'd left his gun in the storage. "Better hurry up, wouldn't want to be late... Again."
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Well then, that escalated quickly...
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'Our' current band is called, "Creative Calamity" We do basically anything that doesn't involve much editing/sound effects but mainly do rock or metal.
The previous one I was in was called, "The Rotting Wickerman" That was 100% thrash.
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*Uses Lick*
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Ask child, a spot just became open
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(OOC: Bye everypony, reallife calls and I have less and less time to role play have fun!!! )
Ebony looked about, if a caravan didn't come soon, she'd starve to death and everything she'd learn would be for nothing. She suddenly was hit by a wave of guilt for her actions. She'd brutally murdered everyone who'd ever cared about her, even those who tried to help her. Her mother, her father, her brother... Even her lover. She'd killed them all, to 'survive'. She looked within her saddlebags and brought out her research journal and started writing a note to add to the journal.
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To whoever may find this journal,
My name was Ebony Catalyst, I wasn't the most friendly of ponies about, I did a lot of things some would call unjust and wrong. But everything I did yielded an awnser. I questioned the boundaries of right and wrong. Given the right perspective there's no difference. There are villains, like me. And 'heroes' like Elegron. The only difference that I see is that villains have initive to bring themselves things and heroes go to steal their plunder. Still... I wasn't a good pony, yet still after all this, I don't regret a single moment of my life. I lived through the bombings, the world being broken, and the salvage afterwards. I did some horrendous thing, I was cruel, violent and destructive. I manipulated everyone I met and got everyone I didn't need killed.
Further in this journal you will find the most advanced medical results ever recorded since the war. There are recipes for poisons, meds, cheap stims, acids and many weapon modifications. I hope you use this journal wisely.
Ebony.
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A tear rolled down her cheek as she wandered off into the crystal wastelands, looking for the tomb of Sombre, apparently there was the remains of a shard of his horn within. she planned to use the power of the horn to reincarnate those she'd taken from herself. The journey across the crystal wastes would likely kill her, but she was determined. She set off across the wastes, unarmed and unprepared.
This would've been a great adventure had she not been brutally mutilated and ripped apart by a horde of super mutant ponies. Apparantly her saddlebags are being kept in the ruins of the crystal empire, along with the other loot they'd acquired over the years.
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Tempest sighed as he headed back down to the mess hall, he sat down and waited for while, not knowing what to do for himself. All his life he'd been brought up to follow orders, he'd never had proper independance for a long time. He'd forgotten how to wind down and slip out of the combat ready mindset and was constantly overfocused on anything around him. He looked around the room, suddenly hit by a wave of doubt and went to the restroom. He then splashed himself with a few hooffuls of water and sighed, "Remember how to wind down?" He said to himself, truth was that he didn't know how to wind down or how to spend his spare time constructively. He wandered back over to the storage and offered to help clean up the guns, figuring he might as well be useful than mope about. Doing nothing. All day.
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Because who doesn't love a Gengar?
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Tempest sighs as he looks to cleaning his DMR again, then he gets his cloth caught in the re-chambering bolt. "Uh oh..." He quietly whispers to himself, he hears the commander's response, and then another ponies voice that sounded vaguely familiar. "Copy that commander." Tempest responded, "Take all the time you need."
He sat down again outside, trying to force his cloth out the re-chambering part. "C'mon you useless piece of..." He grunted to himself as he feebly tried to pull the cloth out of the gun.
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Meh, I'm still looking to buy a cheap 2DS and Alpha Sapphire, currently I'm stuck with the GBA version from gen 3 xD
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Meh, when I beat PMMD all I wanted to do was be a Gengar xD
Walking through walls is much OP when fighting zapdos xD
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Which board? They all have some form of valuable entertainment within them if you can stomach all the cancer that exists in that place.
I was meant to put italics on that for sarcasm soz
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Go look at 4chan, That place is hysterical...
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This thread is confusing me now, one second everyone's arguing about tiny things and the next everyone's happy again... It's like you people are civilized!
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As she watched the former base became levelled, bits of... Everything... Flying everywhere. The feeling was unsettling how a bomb the size of 3 ponies could cause such havoc. She picked herself up and wandered back into the wastelands, she looked about for something she recognised. She ended up giving up walking in one direction with no directive and sat on her plot, waiting for a caravan she could hitch-hike.
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Anyone else here play on Yu-Gi-Oh Pro? I'm bored of playing people who aren't great or that wipe me over. Just looking for some friendly fun
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O.o Must try this when I get AS/OR on my 2DS which I'm still looking for.
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Gengar is here! Hi.
Then we just need Poison.
Gengar = Ghost/Poison
Problem solved
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6.5/10 - The picture is a little distorted on my monitor but is that Deoxys in speed form?
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Equestria Divided: Titanfall
in Everfree Roleplays
· Edited by The Real Gengar
Tempest looked back to Wrench, "Well... I felt like being a little social this morning, and I might as well have met the new guns," He looks over to to the clear leader of the hired guns and nods curtly, "My names Tempest Shoft, pleasure to meet you." He looks back to Wrench, "Hey, if it's not too much trouble Wrench, could you check if the ballistics on my DMR are accurate, they seemed a little off when I was cleaning it earlier." With that, he goes back into the kitchen and starts making himself a cup of tea.