P-Jay

lets get this RP back on the road.

Shrugging them off didn't work in the least. Scraping them off only resulted in them immediately reattaching themselves to his coat, resuming their shocks through his body. With the time wasted, trying to get them off in such a naive way, Shadow had no doubt sustained serious damage by now. Shock paralysis should be setting in any second now... A low coo sounded from the wisp, as it was pet gently. It looked towards the battle, albeit a tad...Worriedly. Sinking somewhat when it's gaze passed over it's fallen friends, on the ground. It nestled into Copper's hoof, for comfort. A much more effective tactic, resulting in most of the wisps in her swarm dropping dead. Ranged, spread out attacks seemed to work well--seeing as they were too slow to avoid the bullets. A severely weakened bolt was passed through, being fired at her once more...An apparent last-ditch effort, on the wisps' part.

and thus began the most beautiful relationship between pony and wisp, where they would face many trials and dangers, completing quests, yada yada yada...XD also...a storm of around a hundred wisps is more then a match for even an ursa minor. just to give you a feel about how strong they are. attempting to shrug them off would result in nothing. wading into the storm would result in possible permanent damage...they're no pushover. just in case someone didnt get the memo. XD

something curious happened the moment he went into the storm. first, the mass electrical aura started to shock him all over his body...and as if that wasnt enough, they converged on him, covering him head-to-toe with their small bodies. he had made the mistake of charging into the storm...a deathwish for anyone who wasn't prepared...and wisps were renown for being sticky, and stubborn. for the briefest second, his body buzzed pleasantly...then, the shocking started. the wisps on his body--twenty-five at most, from the storm of a rough hundred--were passing their charge through his body, to eachother. rapid firing, as the arc of lightning was passed through over and over again. even when he attempted to flee through the portal, the wisps on his body stayed put, continuing their merciless attack. if he didnt do something soon, in seconds, he'll be paralyzed...and then likely dead. the remaining swarm, that hadn't left through the portal, blinked in unison at the black sphere. deciding on the spot it was an attack, the swarm parted to make a hole, letting the black sphere harmlessly pass through. by now, they had split into four total groups of twenty-five--one for each threat. each had already started to build up another attack, the chain of lightning being passed through the smaller swarms. when Gale launched her second attack, she would find that the wisps were faster, having thrown their attack at her before her own spell had even gone a meter beyond her. the lightning bolt was intended to strike her, but the wisps had missed, striking the ball-bomb instead...likely causing it to explode, before her eyes. the swarm buzzed even more angrily as a few more were dropped from their ranks, courtesy of her sharpshooting, they reacted by spreading out more. the single giant aura of crackling electricity was barely maintained in the swarm, as they gave chase. a defensive tactic--intended to make the swarm look bigger then they really were. her attacks from the on missed the small, spaced individuals in the hard-to-see-through swarm, as they unleashed another bolt at her...if she was a keen mind, however, she would notice that the bolt was considerably weaker then before...just enough to cause near-fatal wounds, should it hit her. as Copper sat, observing the fight, he would feel the smallest prick on his flank. Turning to see what had caused it would reveal a single, smaller-then-usual wisp staring back up at him. a different shade from the rest--perhaps a genetic abnormality, similar to how a pokemon would occasionally be 'shiny'. it seemed to smile up at him, as it became obvious that the prick it caused him could've been a nasty shock, should it have so choosed.

The shots flew into the storm, alongside the knives. The storm had been buzzing with an agitated vibe up until now... Until a two wisps, who had taken the shots dead on, fell from the ranks. Their electric aura faded, before they hit the ground. The buzzing seemed to stop for a moment, before each and every wisp in the hive focused their stare on Redwood... ...A charge was passed. And kept flowing through it's ranks...As a malicious crackling was forming violently, in their ranks, at a rapid pace. Before anyone could notice what was happening, an arcing strike of artificial lightning bolted from the storm, twisting this way and that as it hurled towards Redwood... ...With enough power to shatter boulders.

alright, im gonna give a 'lil report on the monster im talking about. Enzo wants to know if y'all're okay with fighting it. XD ever hear about the time Hercules fought a storm of bees? well, it'd be something like that. Wisps have the nature of bee's, building a colony wherever they choose to live. they are fiercely protective of their hive, and wouldn't have any problem striking down whoever they deem a threat. how would they strike down? well, each wisp carries a charge. once the need arises, they pass the charge amongst themselves. the charge itself starts out weak...but rapidly multiplies as it collects power from the storm, before being unleashed as a bolt, to it's attacker. the bolt itself ranges from a small shock to a lightning bolt capable of blowing trees apart... naturally, no pony in his or her right mind would aggravate them. ... time to piss them off, eh?

...yo. i have a species of monster iv been itching to test out...if you still need a monster boss, that is.

only way is up, m8. keep goin'

"..." He grinned, and shrugged sheepishly, "hey, what's wrong with both? There's this cool underground fightclub a few blocks down...Lots of mares there, too." "...Although, I didn't come in here to talk about my personal life. My breaks over, and I was told you needed me, so..." He sat down on the couch, stretching a bit. "...What's the job?"

Caliber blinked, staring up at the sky, from the top of the warehouse, he was staying at. He'd been waiting for the 'challenge', but that was hardly the reason why he was still there, doing his job. He expected this, but he had grown to like Sayuka, as a good friend. After all, she was fun. Good pay, and fun times. But...One thing remained troublesome. It was obvious she was pregnant at this point. And to be blunt, he didn't agree. Bringing a foal into this world, into all these gangs, and crime lords? Where it would probably be used against her? It'll only make his job harder. He hadn't said anything, but in his eyes, it was a poor move on her part. Simple and clean, she made a weak point, for their operation, all because...He can't really say anything. He'll just have to protect the kid alongside Sayuka, now. He sighed, and got up, bouncing off the roof, and onto the ground. His break was over, and the mare telling him that Sayuka had summoned him confirmed it. He waltzed in, stretching a bit. Been on a rough sleep schedule... "Yo."

*Caliber just flailing his sword* Which is to say, I'm down. XD

She nodded. "I'll keep an ear and eye out for her. She sounds...Like a friend." "And I'll be happy to come train under you, sometime. After all, I'm sure someone like you could teach me a thing or three." She grinned, and started to note the time, "although, I cant keep chattin' with ya. My class is going to be here soon..." Zenru gave a respectful nod, while Yrel gathered whatever leftovers she could, cramming it all into her small satchel, at her side, grinning happily. "Thanks, Miss Blizzard!" She chirped cheerfully, turning to go out the door that Zenru was holding open for her. ------------------------------------ Meanwhile, Caliber had finished his cider. Deciding that he'll leave the mare he met, to find her missing friend on her own, he paid for his drink, and left the bar quietly...Wondering who else he was going to meet. ...After all, he had met a few interesting ponies since he'd been here. A few were even capable of taking him on, in a fight. Needless to say, this had rather damaged his confidence, but at the same time, he was more motivated then ever to prove he was a legend... He walked along the sidewalk.

well, it depends on what kind of oc you have. a wandering warrior would be better suited to an adventure roleplay, while a stay-at-home mom would be best for slice-of-life. XD

that goes for me, too!

*basking in the attention and praise*

'War...It never changes.' (whoops. XD)

She visibly let her guard down, starting to pick up her leg-weights from the ground. "Thanks...Your, uh....A pretty strong old guy, too. Mind if we meet up again, to discuss our styles, and stuff?" She asked, putting the leg-weights on, and stretching a bit. "Oh, and I'm wondering if you have any pupils, too..." "...Its not uncommon for a Swiftwing to die in action...My skill is exceptional, and that's why I've lived as long as I have...That's all I'll say," Zenru commented, standing up. "I'll be sure to come by later, to pay you for my request. For now...It was nice eating your home-cooked meals, along with hearing about the Ice Clan, and your hopes for Ice."