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She looked at the Stallion for a second then had a plan. She slammed a metal box into his head knocking him down, she went to get of the table but he was too fast.He used the stock of his gun to slam her off the table. She yelped and whimpered in pain as he started beating her with his gun. Little did he know she'd started focusing on levitating the rifle she'd stolen behind him. He realised a second too late as he turned around to meet the high calibre round that plastered his head all over the room, his body was left squirting blood out gently. She put a hoof to her head, "Why's the room all spinney..? Ugh..." She collapsed from exhaustion of taking the beating and using magic, landing on the concrete floor with a solid 'thud!'.

Jackpot. The armoury, she chuckled to herself. "This was easy, too easy..." The the alarms went off. "Oh buck." She scowled herself as the base locked down on high alert. "Should've hidden the body... Still these people are mere goons. I'm in their casino and I hold all the cards. And they're all aces." She started hacking into an unmanned suit and heard a clicking behind her. "This just isn't my day.." She huffed, she put her hooves on her head and turned around. "Don't shoot!" she cried out innocently. Then she leant back, and winked at him. "I want the first move." A missile fired from the suit and hit the pony square in the chest, seconds later there was a big bloody smear of where he'd stood. "Oh my... Couldn't hold yourself together eh? Am I THAT flattering to look at?" She fluttered her eyes comically. She continued hacking at the suit, programming it to 'shoot on sight' mode and took a rifle for herself. She'd broken the movement capabilities so she'd need to get out another way. She figured to use the vents to escape. It was risky but being captured didn't seem much more fun either. "Never gets old, the rush of being bad" She looked back at the doorway, which had sealed itself after the explosion. She saw it glowing red at the hinges. "Better get going. Steel wont hold blowtorches for long." she turned the automated suit around towards the door. "Have fun!" She called out as the door burst open. The suit opened fire. She leaped into a vent as the commotion began, and watched. She could hear screams and cries in pain as the suit fired out its ammunition upon the victims of the onslaught and saw the blood plastering the walls of the room. Beautiful she thought to herself, and efficient, didn't miss a single shot. She'd been in the vent for about five minutes and the she realised she was stuck. She started to panic, using her magic to slice open the vent, she fell through the hole she'd made and landed on an official looking desk with a rather angry looking stallion sitting at the desk. "Motherbucker..." She whispered.

Ebony observed the mess occurring beneath her, multitudes of militants had gathered up to stop the slave trade. "Well this IS unusual... Didn't expect the brotherhood to make a leap out like this... Maybe I can use this time to infiltrate their little bunker, their numbers will have been reduced significantly by these, odd circumstances." She thought to herself as she formulated a plan of entrance and figured that, if she was going in, no one was coming out. But first, a little acting was necessary. She approached the bunker, feigning injury. "H-help! Raiders... Just over the ridge, there are slavers too! It's hell over there, blood everywhere! They're trying to attack our caravan!" The guard looked cautiously at Ebony. "What's your name?" She asked, trying not to run off and join the excitement. "M-m-my name is... Ebony Catalyst." The guard looked up. "Hey... Weren't you in stable 303? My granddad was in there! What was he like?" Ebony smiled a sickly and evil smile, "Why don't you find out?" She looked puzzled of a second then heard a metallic clattering beneath her, the energy core smashed, electrifying the pony in the suit, disabling the her armour and the door mechanism. The guard growled at Ebony as she got closer. "Say hi to your dad, from me." She started filling the suit up with random chemicals she had stored on her, the pony inside the suit started gagging, the throwing up, then started drowning in her own sick. "Y-ou Mo- *gags*-nster!" She slowly spat as she choked. "Bye bye." she giggled to the guard as the pony choked to death on her own sick, unable to vent the suit. Ebony watched for a few seconds then she let herself in. "Where are all the toys for Ebony, there's fun to be had!" She whispered to herself, avoiding another patrol.

Ebony turned around as she saw an E.M.P blast hit a secluded area. "Best not to involve myself in their trivial affairs. Where is that slav-" She was cut off by the sudden sight of a diamond dog exploding in front of her, she looked back up to her home atop the cliff and saw it tumbling down, she dodge the incoming debris and stomped at the ground. "No. No. No. No. NO!" She screamed angrily. She turned around and galloped back up the mountain path, back to her camp. The captives were gone, save the few the useless mutt did kill. Her supplies were gone. Her spare chem gun ammo was gone. Her 'lab' was destroyed. Realization hit her like a train as she sat down and looked about the ruins of her home. She gathered up her essentials, some meat, some purified water and her weaponry, which consisted of a revolver and her chem gun. She looked about and saw a glint in the sand, went over towards it then heard a small click. She dived to the side as a landmine exploded, searing her lab jacket and temporarily blinding her. She dropped everything as she walked about, too disorientated to notice an armoured pony pick up her chem rifle and re-chambered it. She heard the clicks and whirs of the rifle loading in another round and was starting get her vision back. "S-s-stop. Don't shoot." she whispered quietly while slowly drew her revolver from it's holster, ignoring everything the oppressor was saying. She had one shot and the pony's armour was bulletproof. She'd need to hit her chem gun and explode the ammunition onto the oppressor. She had a split second pulling the head back and firing, it was all she got. She looked him over and fired. The chem rifle exploded in the pony's hooves as he screamed as his hooves dripped onto his torso. He leaped back and screamed out in pain again, he could feel his body slowly liquefying from the chemical. "Wha' did ya' do ta' meeeee..." he cried out fell down, his solid bones ripping through him grimly from his thinned skin. She looked at him and sighed. "You raiders are all the same, all equally predictable, all completely useless. You made the mistake of letting me live long enough to draw and fire my revolver. Silly foal." She gloated. She looked into her chest, the victim taking his time dying so she thought she'd speed it up a little. "Open wide." She wrenched his mouth open as she shoved a live grenade down his gullet as stood back. He looked back, tears streaming down his melting face. Bits of fur, skin and flesh splattered all over the site like some sort of aboriginal art. She picked up her supplies she had left and walked off. "Now THAT'S art." She loaded another 6 rounds into the revolver. "Time to go find a new home spot." She sighed, feeling rather annoyed at the dogs stupidity.

She looked over the wasteland from atop her small home made of scraps and metal and looked into her storage chest. "Looks like I need to attack another caravan." She mumbled quietly, brandishing her chem rifle. "It'd be foolish to argue with this..." She aimed at a captive pony In the reinforced cage behind her, took aim and fired. Watching the pony writhe in agony as he was slowly turn to a fleshy heap strangely satisfied her. "I should stop killing my captives with the poison. I need something to eat something soon." She walked outside to the courtyard a few minutes later, where several ponies were being held down by a massive iron chain and watched by a diamond dog guard. She turned to look at her captives. "Any volunteers? One of you has to die so that everyone else can live. How about... " She looked about the captives and decided. "You?" She pointed towards a smallish pony with a bright blue fur coat, her eyes widened and she tried to speak through the tape wrapped around her muzzle multiple times. She started struggling against the chains. "Anyone else care to go instead?" She waited in silence for anyone to respond. "No? Too bad for you." She unshackled her neck and reshackled her to a makeshift guillotine. She positioned the pony in the machine, leaning her slightly over the cliff. "Have fun." She said wickedly as she let the blade drop. The pony didn't have a chance,the massive blade made a sickening crunching sound on her neck. Her head flew down the mountainside as made a small splat as it made contact with he ground below. Ebony lifted her lifeless body slightly then stopped."DOG! Put this body in the boiling vat. NOW!" She growled. The dog obeyed. A few hours later she fished out the body, cut it into chunks and gave it out. "Eat her, or starve. Doesn't bother me either way." She started eating the ribs of the victim and looked across the mountainside again and spotted a slaver with two zebras. She finished off the rib, set aside the bones for her diamond dog slave. " I'll be back, if they even move and inch, snap their necks. All of them." she said. The dog grunted in acknowledgement. She picked up a large satchel of bottle-caps off on the ground and her chem rifle. "I'll be back."

Thanks! The gun is very fragile and the ammunition is very limited. So its likely someone'll trod on the gun and break it beyond use.

Could I join as my Fo:E OC Ebony Catalyst? Links here --> http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/ebony-catalyst-r7621

Name: Ebony Catalyst Race: Unicorn Gender: Female Age: 26 Appearance: Black coat with a fading green going up her legs and muzzle. She has very small horns on her head (aside her unicorn horn) that are the result of an experiment from her youth form her father. Her mane is green and grey. Special: S (strength): 3 P (perception): 7 E (endurance): 7 C (charisma): 4 I (intelligence): 11 A (agility): 4 L (luck): 4 Perks: Bloody mess, Daddy's girl and Chemist. Karma: Evil Tag Skills: Science, Speech and Medicine. Important information about character: Sociopathic and will do anything for what she wants. (Also If it's not too much trouble, if I am accepted, could she have her chemical gun? It fires single rounds that liquefy the bone of what it hits and has a very long re-chambering process per round, the chemical can also be blocked by hard plastic.) OC Page: http://mlpforums.com/page/roleplay-characters/_/ebony-catalyst-r7621

I cry every time I check the team roster on any FPS and they're all kids (6-10) and constantly say claim to having sex with either my mother, grandmother, sister, daughter or aunt. I mean seriously? Is that the best trash talking they can come up with?

I regularly curse at my T.V and laptop, I hear them crying at night.

I'm using the Alienware 15 right now, it's worked perfectly so far. It is a great laptop and runs most of my games very well on it however I paid the full price upfront rather than renting as after about 2 months you've paid the original price for it.

Is it too late to join as my OC Tempest Shift?

I finally beat CoD BO2, I used a sledgehammer. Can't play it anymore now though.

@Rainbow Eclipse, "Ah, that's nice. So you two met under a unfortunate circumstance that turned out to be a good one. Alls well that ends well" He beamed. His bag started to glow and vibrate again."Oh for the love of... Not now. Turn off you dumb thing..." He mumbled to himself, fumbling around with his saddlebag again. "Aha, problem solved." He said, pleased with himself, then he noticed what else was in the bag. Since this archery session is over do you mind if I drop off my bag real quick?" He asked politely. "It's not the company, I just need to swap my saddlebag as I packed the wrong one and It would be inconvenient if any of my other valuable possessions were broken or turned themselves on." He thought to himself, he didn't want scare off or creep out his new friends just because of a few odd possessions. "Do you mind if I quickly get back to my house and swap my bags real quick?" He asked, now a little anxious suddenly realizing what items were inside. "I should've checked the bag before putting it on" He laughed anxiously, putting on a fake smile.

@Rainbow Eclipse, "Fair enough. At least everything is OK for everypony now." He said happily. "I'm just happy I came out of my childhood experiences a better pony than one that would approve of that kind of thing..." "So, how long have you two known each other?" He asked, not being able to think of anything else to say, realising he'd just killed the mood.

"Well... This is a long story so I'll summarise." He said. "I was born in Cloudsdale, parents moved for employment to Canterlot, we were too poor to pay for the education in Canterlot and spent too long there so we moved to Saddle Arabia for work and cheap education, got bulled there by the students of an all earth pony school, they broke my left wing for being different. Moved away from the vicious locals and lived in Manehatten. I recently moved out from my parents which live in the industrial area and I live just past Frayed Saddle, over that way." He spouts very quickly, taking a break to breathe. He points his hoof north-western. "I pay rent by performing with my band 'Always Look Beyond' So that's my life story summarised in a minute." He said calmly. "If you want to know more details about anything, don't be afraid to ask." Tempest blushes slightly after he realizes how much he's spoken in the last minute,"Sorry, I tend to prattle on when talking about where I come from."

@Rainbow Eclipse, "Exactly! If I keep going at it I wont take a bow to the face again." He joked."But still..." He said, loading another arrow into the bow. "My first proper shot was THAT bad?" He looked over, took time to aim in and waited, this time when he fired hit hit the outermost ring of the target. "Aha! I hit it this time!" He cheered happily. "Bet I can't do that again, it's a miracle that I haven't shot anyone by accident yet." He looked at the time, "This has been great and I'm having loads of fun, we're already halfway through this and it feels like we've only just started"

Any game I've played on my Oculus Rift. Well, maybe not the game which consists of being a chicken and collecting eggs from a fox.

@Rainbow Eclipse, "Sure, lets give this another go." He picks up the bow, draws an arrow and lets it loose. The arrow lands a few inches away from the target. "Almost. But not quite, still I think I did well considering its my second shot I've ever taken." He said happily as he drew another arrow from his quiver. "I bet I can hit the target this time!" He declares. The draws back the arrow, stretching the bowstring as far as it needs to be, and fires the arrow.

@Rainbow Eclipse, Tempest picks up the bow and slots an arrow into the string and draws the arrow to the bow, "Uh... like this?" He used his wings to hold himself up. "Is this right?" He gets a bit ahead of himself and forgets to wait for her to respond. He lets go with the wrong hoof and the bow flies back and whacks him in the face, "Ow... Should've seen that coming... Why don't you demonstrate slowly to me so I can see how it's done by a professional. And also gives me time to recover what's left of my dignity..." He says, rubbing his head from where the bow impacted his head but still a cheery look and a smile.

@Rainbow Eclipse, "Why not, lets see what I can do." He says to Anala calmly, trying to hide his excitement. "And you don't need to make it free, business is business." Tempest gives her 10 bits and follows her down to the archery range. "So what do I do at this point? Since I'm completely new here."

I sentence I live by during the weekend "Sleeping is for the WEAK!" This only applies for me by the way. I tend to stay up till about 02:30 on weekdays but regularly go over.