Commander Bubbles

@@Sterling Crimson @@Steel Accord @@Pripyat Pony @@lincolnshirepony @@Wayzer @@Zhooves The strange entity nearly impaled their newfound friend, missing him by mere inches. But before Red could try to drive his knife into the creature, he was gone! "Damned!" Red cursed, "Where'd he go?" Red kept his knife in hoof in a fighting stance, scanning the forest for their target. He stepped lightly, taking care not to make too much noise. "I can't see anything here," he complained, turning to DJ, "So if you do say North has superb vision, now's the time to put your theory into play."

@@Sterling Crimson @@Budding Night @@Steel Accord @@Pripyat Pony @@lincolnshirepony @@Zhooves Sharpening his knife, Red slowly raised his head from his work to see the other ponies preparing for the adventure to this village as well. Red was never a heavy packer, only carrying his most basic needs. Water? Check. Weapon? Check. Basic first-aid? We'll leave that to Sterling Crimson. As if in a compulsive manner, Red whipped his knife out again, sharpening it once more with the stone tools on the small workbench. After all, he wanted it to look its best when he faced those who incapacitated Applejack. But why was he so vehement on killing these ponies who possibly killed her? Yes, she is one of his closest friends, but perhaps he felt stronger than such, or so Red felt.

@@Sterling Crimson @@Budding Night @@Steel Accord @@Pripyat Pony @@lincolnshirepony @@Zhooves As if the train ride wasn't enough time for Red to brood, the voyage would provide hours upon end for such things. He found himself filled with grief instead of his hatred for whoever did this to Applejack. Red knew he was almost alienating himself from the rest of the group in a way, but he found himself so stricken with grief that he didn't even want to bother at the moment. Not even the parade of ponies saluting the group seemed to cheer him up as he halfheartedly waved his hoof to them. The anchor was released, and their journey began, just like old times. But for Red, it sure didn't feel that way. He sat on the stern of the boat, slumping his head against a lifeboat. His mind began to wander again, and he desperately wanted to apologize to Applejack for being stubborn with his feelings. But now, he might never get that opportunity.

I misspoke. I meant that the return of this thread is bittersweet, since my last relationship here, well, I haven't gotten over...

Red stepped back as this meteor-like entity blasted straight towards the group. Watching it grow larger and larger, roaring almost deafeningly, he braced himself, expecting to hear a large explosion upon impact. Rather, the only sound he heard was hooves upon grass. Confused, he looked up from his bracing position, only to see a large unicorn standing among them. "Who... who are you?" he responded to the creature.

this is a thing again? :/ rather bittersweet. but welcome back you two, Dsanders and Pink Mist

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"Take down an ancient enemy that has power beyond comprehension," Red responded to the Princess. "What are you, nuts?!" Even vengeance has standards, Talon determined after hearing the Princess speak. "This guy is probably thousands times worse than Raven!" Red exclaimed, "And it's supposed to be easy just to stroll in and say 'hey, we're here to kill your ancient old leader that nopony has ever seen, hell even done a proper analysis on!' This is crazy talk, Princess! If the Elements turn into stone, then who knows what's gonna happen to us!" It certainly sounded like a job only for the foolhardy. The odds did not stack in the group's favor, and Red felt no sense of security with this job. Not even that teeny, tiny, microscopic chance of success was something Red wanted to risk his life for right here. So what was the point, he wondered.

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@@Sterling Crimson @@Budding Night @@Steel Accord @@Pripyat Pony @ @@Zhooves @@lincolnshirepony "No..." Red gasped in disbelief as he saw these stone statues. "The Elements... The... The Elements..." Red was beside himself with fear, quivering as he slowly trotted up to the comatose ponies. "They're... They're... Gone..." Red muttered again. The statues became the catalyst for a storm of emotions within Red. He wasn't sure if he was angry, scared, vengeful, or anything. However, as he walked around the statues, he froze when he approached Applejack. Placing a hoof on her forehead, he found his emotions boiling as a tear rolled down his face. "They... They... They got Applejack, too..." he said, his tone rising. By now, the emotional storm burst into a hurricane of anger and vengeance. "Shit!" he shouted, slamming his hoof on the ground, breathing heavily, "What are we supposed to do now?"

Red slowly made his way into the banquet hall, taking in the fresh aroma of all the delicacies that filled the tables lining the room. He stood for a blissful moment, reveling in the scents that whirled around him before taking his seat. Surely, today was an exciting day, yet some part of Red seemed missing. He felt disconnected from everypony else. But why? All his friends were here, all together to celebrate the coronation of Clover! Why did he feel so sad? Not even the bountiful food seemed to be working! Give it some time, he thought to himself.

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The brawl inside the ceremonial room caught Red by pure surprise, who stood there, speechless. He did not know how to respond to this. A brawl in the middle of a coronation celebration, which was encouraged nonetheless! He only watched as they blasted plumes of flame and ice at each other. It was as if the Coliseum had returned from ancient times! He shook his head and tailed his friends for the next -and probably Red's favorite- part of the pageantry. The Wonderbolts, the one and only, were scheduled to perform a ceremonial flight over the castle. He quickly squabbled his way into a comfortable spot, and set his hooves behind his head. Right about then, the Wonderbolts streaked across the morning sky. Flying only mere inches from each other, they formed an five-abreast echelon before banking skywards, splitting the formation with almost perfect division. They swarmed back together once again as they completed the loop, now at maximum speed. The squadron blistered past the audience, who rose to their hooves and gave loud cheers. As if this was not enough, in almost perfect synchronization, the Wonderbolts banked up hard again at speed, pulling the most incredible Pugachev's Cobra Red had ever seen. "A Pugachev's Cobra!" Red responded in awe, "That's incredible stuff! Not even I can pull that one off!"

"Ah," Red responded, "Pleasure to meet both of you!" Right about then, a Royal Guard approached the new Princess, inviting her friends to a grand hall for the celebration. Right now, Red found his mind wandering, thinking about his other friends. Surely they were here, but at the same time he felt bad that he didn't approach and converse with them. Perhaps they would be in the ceremonial room, he thought.

@@Sterling Crimson @@Budding Night @@Steel Accord @@Pripyat Pony @@lincolnshirepony @@Zhooves (Oh my, such a late reply!) "Heh," Red responded, "I'm... I'm just so happy you're back and alive." He then turned to Clover. "Congrats," he said to her, smiling, "Bet you've been waiting a long time for this day, haven't ya?" Right around then, a few ponies approached the three, to which Red turned to greet them "Good morning," he said, "My name is Red Talon. And yours?" (Tired... And I can't come up with a good post right now...)

@@Sterling Crimson @@Budding Night @@Steel Accord @@Pripyat Pony @@lincolnshirepony @@Zhooves Slowly trudging through his daily routine, Red Talon slid into his formal attire, obsessively checking his bow-tie. "This might suffice," he mumbled to himself as he trotted down the hallway. When he finally reached the castle for the coronation breakfast, he found himself walking through a sea of strangers, and finally, a few ponies he has been longing to see for quite some time. But one of those ponies he hadn't seen in awhile, but no! He was dead, he though. Or was he? He trotted closer and saw the musical note on his flank, and his signature neon blue hair. It had to be him! "DJ!" Red almost shouted, "But... I... I... I'm just so glad to see you again!"