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Never ever, sorry to say!

The RP: https://mlpforums.com/topic/172031-all-hail-the-demons/#comment-5103468 (Sorry that it links to one of my posts, my devices are being fussy) This is an RP about a scientific experiment where scientists used machinery to remove the souls of five ponies from their bodies. Then the souls were contained, and the soulless bodies of the ponies put into cryosleep until the scientists were done researching their souls. These souls were not malicious originally, but the experience of being ripped from their counterparts was permanently scarring to them. The souls escaped, inhabiting the bodies of five other ponies. Those ponies now wrestled for control of their own bodies, their souls battling with the intruders. Eventually, the original souls triumphed over the invaders, but could not force them out. The result? Five ponies, in control of their own bodies, but with voices in their heads constantly. Now, as a task force taking out criminals, these ponies together fight evil, all with demons in their head calling for them to further maul and maim. It is required that you provide different-colored text for the voice of your demon, and that you provide speech for your demon at least every other post you make. This RP with take four members (not including myself, who will be participating), each with a specific skill. These are the classes: Striker Class Equipment for Striker: Upgraded Automatic Rifle With Side Scope, Top Scope, and Bayonet Taser Disks Launcher Pistol Fragment Grenades Tactical Knife Demon Name for Striker: (this is the name of the soul that invaded your body) Myrath Support/Healer Class Equipment for Support: Normal Automatic Rifle Ranged Taser Frost Emitter Medkit Demon Name for Support: Zenikarv Bruiser Class Equipment for Bruiser: Normal Heavy Machine Gun Semi-Automatic Rifle Grenade Launcher Demon Name for Bruiser: Emrivon Demolitions Expert Class Equipment for Demolitions Expert: Sticky Bombs Taser Grenade Wall Explosive Explosive Dart Launcher Demon Name for Demolitons Expert: Linneri Sniper Class Equipment for Sniper Long-Range Rifle Normal Rounds Explosive Rounds Shock Rounds Frost Rounds Flame Rounds Demon Name for Sniper: Aenith Use this format: Name: Link to character: Chosen class: Here’s mine: Name: Supersonic Link to character: Chosen class: Striker Here’s the availability of classes list: Striker: @Capper Support: @Stickman, The Legend Bruiser: @reader8363 Demo Expert: @Silver Note Sniper: @Maple Bat

So this past weekend, my friends made the funniest video I’ve ever seen. (Sorry, it’s not on YouTube) That’s a blanket claim, I know, but this was hilarious. They made a Pokémon-style video where they are all fighting with plastic lightsabers, and edits made cringy-as-heck explosions in the background. After that, one of my friends takes out his phone, and pretends to call in an air strike. Then the screen goes black, and white text appears on it: Suddenly, a wild Apache Attack Helicopter appears. . . Then, this little cut out image of an A.A.H. flies slowly across the screen and drops a bomb, aka a troll face, which, when it hits the ground, grows bigger until it fills the entire screen, then the screen fades to white. We died laughing.

Chance nodded. “So are you hunting it as well? Who sent these letters?”

Chance bowed back at the being before him. “I am Chance, and this my special operations team. We’re here to hunt and destroy some sort of monster. Do you know anything about that, anything at all? If you do, that would help us immensely.”

Walking with his soldiers to the village, Chance spotted a pony sharpening weapons. This pony had many weapons, including a rapier similar to some of Chance’s student training rapiers. Wondering if the pony possibly was an ally, and who was definitely in need of a new blade, Chance walked over. “Who are you?”

Chance walked out to meet his group of guards and soldiers. He saw them; a twenty-Pegasus team of elite fighters, all of them wearing armor with his family’s coat of arms on it. Sarge and Major were at the front. Major was Chance’s personal bodyguard. A hulking Pegasus in gold armor, he was loyal to Chance’s family and was also a briliant strategist. Major saluted, and spoke. “Sir! Your platoon is ready! We will hunt and kill this monster.” Chance looked at each guard, staring them down. “Good, good. . .and I hope that Sargeant Ironhoof is ready?” Sargeant snapped to attention. “Sir! I am fully prepared to face any adversary!” Chance looked to the city around him. He was ready.

Chance stood and walked over to a statue of his adoptive mother. It was an impressive gold thing, and completely full body. He looked at it fondly for a second before looking at the necklace she was wearing. It was of the most spectacular sort. It had a large emerald set in it, ringed by diamonds. He took his index finger and tapped the stone three times. With each tap, the stone pulsated with magical energy, and on the third tap, the wall behind the statue turned around. Inside, racks attached to the wall were filled with every imaginable weapon. Maces, spears, and other weapons sat in holders, everlasting torches illuminating everything. In the center of the room, in a glass case, sat a beautiful rapier. Every angle and curve was utter perfection, nothing could be more fantastic. He almost reverently strode towards it, and with a careful paw, slipped the lock. The case door swiping open, and he took it out and sheathed it in a matching sheath he was wearing. He turned and walked out to meet his platoon.

Chance lazed in his mansion, eating small sandwiches and roasted qail. Suddenly, a guard sprinted in. He saluted with his wing before speaking. “Permission to speak, sir!” He said in a booming voice. Chance turned his head. “Of course, Captain.” The guard spoke quickly. “Sir, there’s a message for you. They’ve heard you’re a mercenary, and they want you to kill this monster thing. I’d recommend taking along some of your best guards.” Chance rolled his eyes. “All right, all right. Round up Special Forces And Operations team 2. And, of course, get Major. You’re coming along too.” The guard bowed and left.

Ok. This’ll be a doozy. So, I had never heard of this thing called rhythmic gymnastics until recently. I was kinda weirded out by all those ladies in really tight clothing doing flips with ribbons and stuff. I watched a couple YouTube videos about it and always expected someone to heckle them. So anyway, I was watching this one video when isn’t work dictionary family tattoos. Stupid autocorrect. Anyway, they did this nice routine. And not a single person didn’t clap. Did not clap? Didn’t clap. I’m fairly sure that’s correct. I think they both work. Anywho, I thought it was pretty cool until we watched a fails video with parkour and gym stuff. Ohhhh, man. I spend a fair amount of time on the internet. I watch videos like these all the time. It wasn’t me who cracked. It was my buddy. He died laughing. Not really, of course, but. . . I’m meandering on. Bye.

Heeellllo, @Cynder Shadows ! We’re all insane happy here at MLP Forums! I look forward to running into you in the future. If you need anything, feel free to PM me.

Yesh indeedy. 20?

So close. . . Fifteen?

Wrong direction, Shiny. 20?

I’m interested. If ya want to see the OC I’d use, click on the “chance” (my ponysona) link in my siggy.

Close. 20?

I am Microsoft all the way.

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Maybe, Mr. Charming Horse.

My friend once started watching DBZ. Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t dislike the show, but he talked about it NONSTOP. All day, all the time, everywhere. Then I made him keep it to himself. Ha. I am so pitiful.

He speaks the truth.

Oh yes.

Heyyy, I’ve got an engagement elsewhere. Gotta go! *runs off, speeds into distance*.

Ummmmmmm, OK then.