open The Dark Tournament III

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 Crimson froze, his eyes widening again. After a moment, his look of shock turned into one of anger and denial. "What the fuck do you mean?! How could you possibly think that!? I cried when you died!! I tried to kill Rail for revenge!! For you! It's not my fault!!" He fumed, glaring daggers at the appearent spectre. Then his gaze softened to one of sadness and regret. "And you didn't deserve it...you were changing...you were getting better! You could've changed!! You could have been like me, you stupid son of a bitch!! How is anyones fault but Mason's!?" Asked the stallion, clearly distressed.

 

Rune smiled. He smiled! It was as if he was getting exactly the reaction he wanted. "You're pathetic, Crimson. Why would I want to be like you? All you do is fail. You get so close to what you want, and then you fail. Are you sad? Are you gonna cry again? I told you I could make you cry! Don't you remember that? It's just so easy, boy."

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Rune smiled. He smiled! It was as if he was getting exactly the reaction he wanted. "You're pathetic, Crimson. Why would I want to be like you? All you do is fail. You get so close to what you want, and then you fail. Are you sad? Are you gonna cry again? I told you I could make you cry! Don't you remember that? It's just so easy, boy."

 

Crimson growled and grit his teeth, caught between regret and rage. "I wanted you to be like me because I wanted you to become a better pony...a hero...I might fail a lot...and I might even shed tears for the wrong ponies, but at least I'm here now, with something to fight for other than bits. I have a family now, and I'm gonna make sure this tournament goes down...for both the sake of my family, and in the memory of you...even if you ARE a heartless ass now...you should know that there's nothing wrong with a stallion shedding tears for a fallen friend..." said Crimson, trying hard to keep it together. He was almost tempted to start taking generous swigs from the flask of rum under his hat.

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Crimson growled and grit his teeth, caught between regret and rage. "I wanted you to be like me because I wanted you to become a better pony...a hero...I might fail a lot...and I might even shed tears for the wrong ponies, but at least I'm here now, with something to fight for other than bits. I have a family now, and I'm gonna make sure this tournament goes down...for both the sake of my family, and in the memory of you...even if you ARE a heartless ass now...you should know that there's nothing wrong with a stallion shedding tears for a fallen friend..." said Crimson, trying hard to keep it together. He was almost tempted to start taking generous swigs from the flask of rum under his hat.

 

Rune started to laugh, but the laugh didn't at all sound like his normal voice. It was shrill and malicious. "Ha ha ha ha! HA HA HA HA HA! I told you boy! I told you you were pathetic! That's why you always fail! Your pathetic brain is weaker than your body! That's it, Crimson, cry! Let it all out!"

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Rune started to laugh, but the laugh didn't at all sound like his normal voice. It was shrill and malicious. "Ha ha ha ha! HA HA HA HA HA! I told you boy! I told you you were pathetic! That's why you always fail! Your pathetic brain is weaker than your body! That's it, Crimson, cry! Let it all out!"

 

Crimson felt betrayed. The las time he saw Rune before he died, they had become friends. And he thought that the child-like stallion could have a chance at a new life, to be a better person. But now he blames his death on him? And calls him nothing but a failure? It didn't make sense to Crimson. He was just about to do as Rune's spectre suggested, and cry, but he quickly stopped himself, and instead slammed his hoof down angrily, igniting his body in fire as he glared at Rune with a mixture of defiance and sadness. "No!! You can go fuck yourself!! I've wasted enough tears on you already! I don't care if I AM a failure!! I'm still gonna destroy the dark tournament, once and for all! And there's not a damn depressing thing you can taunt me with to distract me from doing just that!!" He yelled, unsheathing Helios and brandishing it at the spirit. "I've killed ghosts before, you know...I may be retired, but what's one more, eh?" He said threateningly.

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Crimson felt betrayed. The las time he saw Rune before he died, they had become friends. And he thought that the child-like stallion could have a chance at a new life, to be a better person. But now he blames his death on him? And calls him nothing but a failure? It didn't make sense to Crimson. He was just about to do as Rune's spectre suggested, and cry, but he quickly stopped himself, and instead slammed his hoof down angrily, igniting his body in fire as he glared at Rune with a mixture of defiance and sadness. "No!! You can go fuck yourself!! I've wasted enough tears on you already! I don't care if I AM a failure!! I'm still gonna destroy the dark tournament, once and for all! And there's not a damn depressing thing you can taunt me with to distract me from doing just that!!" He yelled, unsheathing Helios and brandishing it at the spirit. "I've killed ghosts before, you know...I may be retired, but what's one more, eh?" He said threateningly.

 

Rune smiled, obviously amused by Crimsons response. His voice changed even further. It was now completely different, but somehow familiar.

 

"I suppose you could call me a ghost, but not the kind of ghost you were expecting," he said. He chuckled again, then added, "There isn't an afterlife, stupid boy. Whenever I kill your friends, they stay dead."

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Rune smiled, obviously amused by Crimsons response. His voice changed even further. It was now completely different, but somehow familiar.

 

"I suppose you could call me a ghost, but not the kind of ghost you were expecting," he said. He chuckled again, then added, "There isn't an afterlife, stupid boy. Whenever I kill your friends, they stay dead."

 

Crimson growled. "You lying son of a bitch!! Your not really Rune, are you?!" snarled the pirate, pressing the blade of Helios against the spectre's neck threateningly. "Your can't be Rune anyway, for two reasons. First, Rune was psychotic, there's no doubt about that...but I've never known Rune to monologue on and on about such pitiful things. He usually prefers to talk about killing the person he's talking to, notibly me. And second...Rune never called me boy...now tell me. WHO. ARE. YOU." He demanded.

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Crimson growled. "You lying son of a bitch!! Your not really Rune, are you?!" snarled the pirate, pressing the blade of Helios against the spectre's neck threateningly. "Your can't be Rune anyway, for two reasons. First, Rune was psychotic, there's no doubt about that...but I've never known Rune to monologue on and on about such pitiful things. He usually prefers to talk about killing the person he's talking to, notibly me. And second...Rune never called me boy...now tell me. WHO. ARE. YOU." He demanded.

 

"You mean you really don't remember me?" Rune asked with a fake look of shame. "What a disappointment. I thought I would leave a bigger impact on you."

 

Rune's face started to smooth out and form into a lump of what appeared to be warm putty. His head then reformed into one with a completely different face. His body changed from a stocky pale frame to a short, slender, light grey one. His hair changed from red to a scraggly black mane and tail. His eyes became peerless yellow. His jaw contorted to a more slender frame. As he took shape, he began to look more and more like Mason!

 

When his transformation was complete, there were a few things about him that looked different. He seemed to be... missing parts. The flesh around his left eye was peeled back and caved in, causing his left eye to be surrounded by nothing but a few strands of flesh to keep it in place like some kind of bug's eye. His right front leg had no skin around it, revealing his unique muscle structure. He had no bones in the leg (or any part of his body) and his exposed muscle looked like several thick strands of pink tentacles intertwined together like braided hair. Other small parts were missing. Occasional patches of skin and his upper lips were also missing.

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"You mean you really don't remember me?" Rune asked with a fake look of shame. "What a disappointment. I thought I would leave a bigger impact on you."

 

Rune's face started to smooth out and form into a lump of what appeared to be warm putty. His head then reformed into one with a completely different face. His body changed from a stocky pale frame to a short, slender, light grey one. His hair changed from red to a scraggly black mane and tail. His eyes became peerless yellow. His jaw contorted to a more slender frame. As he took shape, he began to look more and more like Mason!

 

When his transformation was complete, there were a few things about him that looked different. He seemed to be... missing parts. The flesh around his left eye was peeled back and caved in, causing his left eye to be surrounded by nothing but a few strands of flesh to keep it in place like some kind of bug's eye. His right front leg had no skin around it, revealing his unique muscle structure. He had no bones in the leg (or any part of his body) and his exposed muscle looked like several thick strands of pink tentacles intertwined together like braided hair. Other small parts were missing. Occasional patches of skin and his upper lips were also missing.

 

Crimson's face contorted into one of disgust and hatred. "YOU!! Your still alive?! But how?! Sole killed you!!" He said, jumping back a few steps, his flames rising on his body once again. "Yeesh...you look like someone put you into a blender...and that blenders name was Sole...how the hell are you alive, you scum?" asked Crimson.

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Crimson's face contorted into one of disgust and hatred. "YOU!! Your still alive?! But how?! Sole killed you!!" He said, jumping back a few steps, his flames rising on his body once again. "Yeesh...you look like someone put you into a blender...and that blenders name was Sole...how the hell are you alive, you scum?" asked Crimson.

 

"Simple, stupid boy, I'm alive because nothing can kill me!" Mason snarled, "That bastard Sole did a number on me, I'll admit, but even he couldn't hope to kill me. When I saw his attack coming, I liquified myself and tried to escape, but I still took the full force of the blow. I was almost completely disintegrated, all of my vital organs were destroyed and all that remained of me were a few straps of skin, but it appears even I underestimated my abilities to regenerate. My body grew back over time, reformed my brain and heart, reformed my body. It's taken me nearly a year and I'm still not done." He raised his voice to a more confident tone, "But now that I've regrown myself once, I can do it again in a fraction of the time! I could regrow from nothing in mere minutes! I can't die, not even if my most vital organs are damaged! Just watch!"

 

He held out his left front leg and a bulge began to move along his flesh. The bulge was his brain; it traveled along his leg until it reached his hoof. Then he slammed his hoof to the ground, squashing his brain like a rotten fruit; but his brain immediately reformed and traveled back into his body.

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"Simple, stupid boy, I'm alive because nothing can kill me!" Mason snarled, "That bastard Sole did a number on me, I'll admit, but even he couldn't hope to kill me. When I saw his attack coming, I liquified myself and tried to escape, but I still took the full force of the blow. I was almost completely disintegrated, all of my vital organs were destroyed and all that remained of me were a few straps of skin, but it appears even I underestimated my abilities to regenerate. My body grew back over time, reformed my brain and heart, reformed my body. It's taken me nearly a year and I'm still not done." He raised his voice to a more confident tone, "But now that I've regrown myself once, I can do it again in a fraction of the time! I could regrow from nothing in mere minutes! I can't die, not even if my most vital organs are damaged! Just watch!"

 

He held out his left front leg and a bulge began to move along his flesh. The bulge was his brain; it traveled along his leg until it reached his hoof. Then he slammed his hoof to the ground, squashing his brain like a rotten fruit; but his brain immediately reformed and traveled back into his body.

 

Crimson was silent for a moment, a slightly disgusted look on his face as he watched the odd specticle. When Mason finished, instead of getting angry, or being surprised, Crimson actually laughed. The pirate laughed a laugh that seemed half insane, before suddenly stopping and smiling evilly at him. "I'm so very happy that your still alive! You have no idea how badly I wanted to kill you, before Sole did it for me! I've DREAMT about killing you!! I'll make you pay for killing Rune, hurting innocent ponies, and now toying with my emotions!" He said.

 

The red-maned stallion then ignited his hoof in intensely hot flames, holding it up before him to show Mason. "Your fucking freakshow regeneration is only an inconvenience...in fact, it just gives me the immense pleasure of killing you over, and over, and over again, until either your BEGGING me to kill you, or I burn you into nothing! I've killed regeneraters before, my father was VERY talented at that particular skill himself. So just pray that I make it quick, you swine!" said Crimson.

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Crimson was silent for a moment, a slightly disgusted look on his face as he watched the odd specticle. When Mason finished, instead of getting angry, or being surprised, Crimson actually laughed. The pirate laughed a laugh that seemed half insane, before suddenly stopping and smiling evilly at him. "I'm so very happy that your still alive! You have no idea how badly I wanted to kill you, before Sole did it for me! I've DREAMT about killing you!! I'll make you pay for killing Rune, hurting innocent ponies, and now toying with my emotions!" He said.

 

The red-maned stallion then ignited his hoof in intensely hot flames, holding it up before him to show Mason. "Your fucking freakshow regeneration is only an inconvenience...in fact, it just gives me the immense pleasure of killing you over, and over, and over again, until either your BEGGING me to kill you, or I burn you into nothing! I've killed regeneraters before, my father was VERY talented at that particular skill himself. So just pray that I make it quick, you swine!" said Crimson.

 

(I'm about to godmod for a second. Don't worry, Crimson will be fine. Just go along with it for now.)

 

"Try not to burn yourself," Mason sneered. Four thick tendrils erupted out of his back with piercing speeds. They wrapped around each of Crimson's four legs and didn't seem to be affected by the flames. Their grip on his legs were so tight that if he squeezed any tighter, he would have shattered his bones. Mason used the four tendrils to tug on each of Crimson's legs in opposite directions, causing his legs to spread out. He then lifted Crimson in the air above him like some sort of sadistic parade float.

 

With Crimson hoisted into the air, unable to move, Mason transformed his right, front leg into a crude blade and pointed it at Crimson's belly, saying, "So, you're glad I'm back, are you? Well, since we're all sharing, my mother always wanted me to be a surgeon. It's too bad I always played hooky during those biology classes when we dissected frogs. I'm sure I'm very sloppy."

 

He ran the blade along Crimsons chest, but didn't pierce his skin. "Unfortunately, I can't have that kind of fun right now. I need to keep you alive, you see?" He retracted the blade but kept his grip on Crimson tight so that he couldn't escape. "Now that you can't go anywhere, we can have a little talk about your future. I have a little ultimatum to present to you."

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(I'm about to godmod for a second. Don't worry, Crimson will be fine. Just go along with it for now.)

 

"Try not to burn yourself," Mason sneered. Four thick tendrils erupted out of his back with piercing speeds. They wrapped around each of Crimson's four legs and didn't seem to be affected by the flames. Their grip on his legs were so tight that if he squeezed any tighter, he would have shattered his bones. Mason used the four tendrils to tug on each of Crimson's legs in opposite directions, causing his legs to spread out. He then lifted Crimson in the air above him like some sort of sadistic parade float.

 

With Crimson hoisted into the air, unable to move, Mason transformed his right, front leg into a crude blade and pointed it at Crimson's belly, saying, "So, you're glad I'm back, are you? Well, since we're all sharing, my mother always wanted me to be a surgeon. It's too bad I always played hooky during those biology classes when we dissected frogs. I'm sure I'm very sloppy."

 

He ran the blade along Crimsons chest, but didn't pierce his skin. "Unfortunately, I can't have that kind of fun right now. I need to keep you alive, you see?" He retracted the blade but kept his grip on Crimson tight so that he couldn't escape. "Now that you can't go anywhere, we can have a little talk about your future. I have a little ultimatum to present to you."

 

(I'm about to godmod for a second. Don't worry, Crimson will be fine. Just go along with it for now.)

 

"Try not to burn yourself," Mason sneered. Four thick tendrils erupted out of his back with piercing speeds. They wrapped around each of Crimson's four legs and didn't seem to be affected by the flames. Their grip on his legs were so tight that if he squeezed any tighter, he would have shattered his bones. Mason used the four tendrils to tug on each of Crimson's legs in opposite directions, causing his legs to spread out. He then lifted Crimson in the air above him like some sort of sadistic parade float.

 

With Crimson hoisted into the air, unable to move, Mason transformed his right, front leg into a crude blade and pointed it at Crimson's belly, saying, "So, you're glad I'm back, are you? Well, since we're all sharing, my mother always wanted me to be a surgeon. It's too bad I always played hooky during those biology classes when we dissected frogs. I'm sure I'm very sloppy."

 

He ran the blade along Crimsons chest, but didn't pierce his skin. "Unfortunately, I can't have that kind of fun right now. I need to keep you alive, you see?" He retracted the blade but kept his grip on Crimson tight so that he couldn't escape. "Now that you can't go anywhere, we can have a little talk about your future. I have a little ultimatum to present to you."

 

Crimson knew he couldn't escape, but he didn't panic either. "Well fuck...if you like hentai THAT much, you could've just asked Roto to be your little school filly, I'm pretty sure HE'S gay." Joked the pirate, smirking. "Seriously though, are you really trying to scare me or threaten me? I'm too much of a stubborn, stupid jackass to be scared or intimidated, you should know that by now, stretch. But you know what? You've piqued my curiousity. What's this 'ultimatum' you were blabbering on about?" He asked.

 

((It's fine. This is actually getting pretty good!))

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Crimson knew he couldn't escape, but he didn't panic either. "Well fuck...if you like hentai THAT much, you could've just asked Roto to be your little school filly, I'm pretty sure HE'S gay." Joked the pirate, smirking. "Seriously though, are you really trying to scare me or threaten me? I'm too much of a stubborn, stupid jackass to be scared or intimidated, you should know that by now, stretch. But you know what? You've piqued my curiousity. What's this 'ultimatum' you were blabbering on about?" He asked.

 

((It's fine. This is actually getting pretty good!))

 

"Roto's been dead for years, boy," Mason said (he actually died in the first tournament. Funny that you'd mention him). "You don't need to pretend. There's no one here for you to impress. We both know that your stupid jokes are your way of hiding how scared you are."

 

With his fleshy right front leg, he formed a miniature puppet of Rune. Then he grew an extra appendage to form a puppet of himself.

 

"In order to tell you what my ultimatum is, I'd like to tell you a little story first. I find it more fun that way," he said. He held out the puppet of Rune and made it walk in place. "Once upon a time there was a monkey brained child named Rune who entered a tournament that he was too weak for. He fought a pony named Crimson and lost, but Crimson was too stupid to do the merciful thing and kill the boy. Instead he let him live." Mason moved the puppet of himself up to the one of Rune. "But because Rune was left alive, a stronger pony named Mason was forced to go in and finish the job." He sent three tendrils through the puppet of Rune, causing blood to seep from the new wounds. "Mason tortured Rune and then killed him in front of Crimson so that Crimson could learn a valuable lesson about mercy!"

 

The puppet of Rune transformed into a puppet of Crimson. "Now let's fast forward to three years later," He said, "Crimson entered the dangerous tournament for the third time even though he still wasn't smart enough to kill his opponents, but to his surprise, he saw Mason there as well, even though he thought he was dead."

 

Mason smiled and took his attention off of the puppet show for a moment. He chuckled, "I'm sorry if I seem to have rushed the story so far, but you see, this is my favorite part of the story." He held up the puppet of himself and Crimson. "Mason then told Crimson that he still needed to learn a lesson, so he presented him with a choice. Crimson was too weak to fight back, so he had to accept. Option 1: Crimson could continue in the tournament as planned, and kill all of his future opponents like he's supposed to. Option 2: Crimson could continue the tournament like he usually does and spare his opponents, in which case Mason would torture any of his surviving opponents to death after he wins. Option 3: Crimson could forfeit the tournament, in which case Mason would kill his entire family and all of his pirate friends. And finally, option 4: Crimson could refuse to play the game, and Mason would kill him immediately, then proceed to option three."

 

Mason mutilated the puppet of Crimson while laughing maniacally, his voice echoing through the empty halls. "What'll it be, Crimson? I'll let you write the last chapter! Just remember, my stories don't have happy endings!"

 

(Mason is a lot stronger now, you won't be able to beat him by yourself. I'm sure you've guessed I have something planned for the finale.)

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"Roto's been dead for years, boy," Mason said (he actually died in the first tournament. Funny that you'd mention him). "You don't need to pretend. There's no one here for you to impress. We both know that your stupid jokes are your way of hiding how scared you are."

 

With his fleshy right front leg, he formed a miniature puppet of Rune. Then he grew an extra appendage to form a puppet of himself.

 

"In order to tell you what my ultimatum is, I'd like to tell you a little story first. I find it more fun that way," he said. He held out the puppet of Rune and made it walk in place. "Once upon a time there was a monkey brained child named Rune who entered a tournament that he was too weak for. He fought a pony named Crimson and lost, but Crimson was too stupid to do the merciful thing and kill the boy. Instead he let him live." Mason moved the puppet of himself up to the one of Rune. "But because Rune was left alive, a stronger pony named Mason was forced to go in and finish the job." He sent three tendrils through the puppet of Rune, causing blood to seep from the new wounds. "Mason tortured Rune and then killed him in front of Crimson so that Crimson could learn a valuable lesson about mercy!"

 

The puppet of Rune transformed into a puppet of Crimson. "Now let's fast forward to three years later," He said, "Crimson entered the dangerous tournament for the third time even though he still wasn't smart enough to kill his opponents, but to his surprise, he saw Mason there as well, even though he thought he was dead."

 

Mason smiled and took his attention off of the puppet show for a moment. He chuckled, "I'm sorry if I seem to have rushed the story so far, but you see, this is my favorite part of the story." He held up the puppet of himself and Crimson. "Mason then told Crimson that he still needed to learn a lesson, so he presented him with a choice. Crimson was too weak to fight back, so he had to accept. Option 1: Crimson could continue in the tournament as planned, and kill all of his future opponents like he's supposed to. Option 2: Crimson could continue the tournament like he usually does and spare his opponents, in which case Mason would torture any of his surviving opponents to death after he wins. Option 3: Crimson could forfeit the tournament, in which case Mason would kill his entire family and all of his pirate friends. And finally, option 4: Crimson could refuse to play the game, and Mason would kill him immediately, then proceed to option three."

 

Mason mutilated the puppet of Crimson while laughing maniacally, his voice echoing through the empty halls. "What'll it be, Crimson? I'll let you write the last chapter! Just remember, my stories don't have happy endings!"

 

(Mason is a lot stronger now, you won't be able to beat him by yourself. I'm sure you've guessed I have something planned for the finale.)

 

Crimson scoffed. "Me? Scared of you? Yeah, right! If my father didn't scare me, you should know that your slimey ass definetly wont. Also, as for my deciscion..." *hack, ptew!* he spit a glob of molten lava on his face. "I choose go fuck yourself! I'm not quitting the tournament, OR killing the other contestants! And you wont kill them either! Because I'm gonna be the one to kick your gross ass back to hell if you do!! I'm not playing by your sick rules, asshole! I already told you, I'm gonna end both this tournament AND you!" he said defiantly, not caring what Mason thought of his idea.

 

((Hows that gonna work? Is Jury just gonna suddenly change the rules?))

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@@Literally Snails, Selune smiled with bitterness as memories flooded her mind. "As always your robot shows the astute observation of a cold doctor. Had dozens of those... apparently Shar is somehow attached to my magic and not only to my mind. Must be the surge that called her forth." her face turned into a frown and she got mixed emotions while her body boiled. "Stupid immature little colts. "Let's tease the little black and red abomination! Let's scar her a bit..." needless to say when they took it down "that" way... things got ugly. So far Shar's kill count measures to... and i am not joking with this number... 69 unfortunate stallions. She prefers knives for some reason, go figure! Well let's just say it's a bit tiring to tame a wild bitch inside you telling you every friggin 10 seconds to go kill "that guy" because she looked another mare's ass. Whatcha think? Fair enough of a reason?"

"Sure," Grant said dismissively. His interest into Selune's personal problems did not exceed far enough to continue the conversation. He noted what she had said, then dismissed it. "I don't suppose we have anything else to talk about. Unless you have any questions for me. Yes, I'm sure you're very interested."

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"Sure," Grant said dismissively. His interest into Selune's personal problems did not exceed far enough to continue the conversation. He noted what she had said, then dismissed it. "I don't suppose we have anything else to talk about. Unless you have any questions for me. Yes, I'm sure you're very interested."

"Gee am i that bad of a storyteller? Well how about you tell me YOUR story Bardylocks? Who is the great Grant? Why does he even participate in this tournament? Does he like his job? How annoyed is he from his mechanical "friend"? Find out... in Selune's exclusive night interviews. Could make a good show... betcha i could make a good autobiography if you want. Nah i think you wouldn't want one... well... you can tell me about your story if you like? I got some time to spare."

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Crimson scoffed. "Me? Scared of you? Yeah, right! If my father didn't scare me, you should know that your slimey ass definetly wont. Also, as for my deciscion..." *hack, ptew!* he spit a glob of molten lava on his face. "I choose go fuck yourself! I'm not quitting the tournament, OR killing the other contestants! And you wont kill them either! Because I'm gonna be the one to kick your gross ass back to hell if you do!! I'm not playing by your sick rules, asshole! I already told you, I'm gonna end both this tournament AND you!" he said defiantly, not caring what Mason thought of his idea.

 

((Hows that gonna work? Is Jury just gonna suddenly change the rules?))

(No, the rules stay the same. Mason is saying he'll kill the others outside of the ring after your fight is over. It is a serious threat this time. There is an actual reason for this threat aside from Mason just being evil, but you and the others will have to figure that out.)

 

"Somepony didn't pay attention to his options!" Mason said, speaking with a tone one would use on a misbehaving child. He formed a twisted smile and started to twist Crimson's right hind leg. He had done this many times and he knew exactly how much pressure to use to cause searing pain. "Say you're sorry, and agree to play nice, or I'll break your leg and start on the next one."

 

He didn't give Crimson much of a chance to respond. He proceeded to apply more pressure and pain to the leg. Crimson's femur bone was about to snap into two pieces before Mason was interrupted.

 

"That is enough, Mason," Femi demanded. She was standing several meters behind Mason with Havoc towering beside her. "He will obey your rules because he has no choice. You are letting him get into your head. Trust me. I know."

 

"Don't screw us now, Mason," said Havoc.

 

Mason snarled after being commanded by one of his underlings, but ultimately agreed with what they had said. He gently let Crimson down and let go of his legs. Then his four tendrils retracted back into his body. "Yes, we should all play nice," he said, "It's just a game."

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(No, the rules stay the same. Mason is saying he'll kill the others outside of the ring after your fight is over. It is a serious threat this time. There is an actual reason for this threat aside from Mason just being evil, but you and the others will have to figure that out.)

 

"Somepony didn't pay attention to his options!" Mason said, speaking with a tone one would use on a misbehaving child. He formed a twisted smile and started to twist Crimson's right hind leg. He had done this many times and he knew exactly how much pressure to use to cause searing pain. "Say you're sorry, and agree to play nice, or I'll break your leg and start on the next one."

 

He didn't give Crimson much of a chance to respond. He proceeded to apply more pressure and pain to the leg. Crimson's femur bone was about to snap into two pieces before Mason was interrupted.

 

"That is enough, Mason," Femi demanded. She was standing several meters behind Mason with Havoc towering beside her. "He will obey your rules because he has no choice. You are letting him get into your head. Trust me. I know."

 

"Don't screw us now, Mason," said Havoc.

 

Mason snarled after being commanded by one of his underlings, but ultimately agreed with what they had said. He gently let Crimson down and let go of his legs. Then his four tendrils retracted back into his body. "Yes, we should all play nice," he said, "It's just a game."

 

Crimson winced as he stood up, favoring his right hind leg, the one Mason began to crush. Rubbing it, trying to get some feeling back into it. "First off, I would've still said go fuck yourself, despite your bitching. Second, you really ARE a sick bastard if you think that playing with ponies lives is a game...and third, good boy. Now sit! C'mon lady, help me out here! Give him a treat or something! After all, he IS playing nice." Taunted Crimson.

 

((Stupid? Admitedly. Funny? You bet your ass! XD. Seriously though, if you know Crimson, which I'm sure you do by now, then you should know that he'll crack jokes and piss his enemy off, no matter how much danger his life seems to be in. It's just his character...his very annoying and stubborn character, lol.))

[Literally Snails 2,307]

"Gee am i that bad of a storyteller? Well how about you tell me YOUR story Bardylocks? Who is the great Grant? Why does he even participate in this tournament? Does he like his job? How annoyed is he from his mechanical "friend"? Find out... in Selune's exclusive night interviews. Could make a good show... betcha i could make a good autobiography if you want. Nah i think you wouldn't want one... well... you can tell me about your story if you like? I got some time to spare."

(And now the less cool side of Grant's personality comes to light.)

 

Grant smirked and placed one hoof on his chest. "You're mocking me because you're jealous," He said confidently. "I know it because I've seen it all to many times before! You do raise an excellent question, however. Why do I participate in such a rambunctious activity? I'm a business man of colossal power, a gentleman of refinery, beloved by millions! Why would I ever be caught dead in a place like this?"

 

Crimson winced as he stood up, favoring his right hind leg, the one Mason began to crush. Rubbing it, trying to get some feeling back into it. "First off, I would've still said go fuck yourself, despite your bitching. Second, you really ARE a sick bastard if you think that playing with ponies lives is a game...and third, good boy. Now sit! C'mon lady, help me out here! Give him a treat or something! After all, he IS playing nice." Taunted Crimson.

 

((Stupid? Admitedly. Funny? You bet your ass! XD. Seriously though, if you know Crimson, which I'm sure you do by now, then you should know that he'll crack jokes and piss his enemy off, no matter how much danger his life seems to be in. It's just his character...his very annoying and stubborn character, lol.))

 

Femi flexed out her right front leg and sent out an invisible wave of razor sharp energy at Crimson. It cut off a lock of his mane, purposefully missing a major artery in his neck just a few millimeters away.

 

"Laugh all you want boy, just remember whose rules you play by now," Mason warned. He turned his back, knowing that even Crimson wouldn't be stupid enough to attack him then. He started to walk away and Havoc followed behind him. 

 

Femi stayed back for a little while longer to say, "All of your joking will get you nowhere. If I were you, I would be deciding what to do to make sure the least amount of my friends get killed. Because there will be death. Trust me. I know."

 

She turned and followed Mason.

 

 

Edited September 5, 2014 by Literally Snails

[dusk shade 205]

Godric yawned boredly and sidestepped ever so slightly to the left to avoid being hit by the chunk of the stadium. "I truly hope for this friend of yours's sake that was not even close to you beat", he said drawing his sword and taking flight. "The air belongs to me

...soon you will feel its power".

[RAGESTAR 479]

 

(And now the less cool side of Grant's personality comes to light.)

 

Grant smirked and placed one hoof on his chest. "You're mocking me because you're jealous," He said confidently. "I know it because I've seen it all to many times before! You do raise an excellent question, however. Why do I participate in such a rambunctious activity? I'm a business man of colossal power, a gentleman of refinery, beloved by millions! Why would I ever be caught dead in a place like this?"

 

 

Femi flexed out her right front leg and sent out an invisible wave of razor sharp energy at Crimson. It cut off a lock of his mane, purposefully missing a major artery in his neck just a few millimeters away.

 

"Laugh all you want boy, just remember whose rules you play by now," Mason warned. He turned his back, knowing that even Crimson wouldn't be stupid enough to attack him then. He started to walk away and Havoc followed behind him. 

 

Femi stayed back for a little while longer to say, "All of your joking will get you nowhere. If I were you, I would be deciding what to do to make sure the least amount of my friends get killed. Because there will be death. Trust me. I know."

 

She turned and followed Mason.

 

 

 

 

Crimson's face went dead serious as he watched the group trot off. "Don't waste your breath, bitch...no ones dying at this tournament...not to you...and not on my watch..." he said, just loudly enough for the mare to hear, before turning away and trotting back toward the waiting room. He had to at least TRY and warn some of the other contestants. Maybe even attempt to make them help him.

[Concerto Dusk 240]

"The wind dies nit phase me, for you were never meant to win. You stentorian arrogant and sure of yourself. This battle is to ensure peace and equality. Something that you don't seem to understand." Swinging his hammer on the chain around him in circles, aim for a critical ring out.

[Scrambled_Egghead 16]

"Nah. I just didn't know what you had." He said, giving a sly smirk. The bat pony then sighed as Kiwi asked her question. He debated on whether to tell her or not, and decided it would be easier to simply explain what had happened. "Apparently Grant is planning something. I don't know what it is, but I intend to find out." It wasn't a complete lie, but it was enough to give her a basic idea of what was happening.

(Sorry for being a slowey Joey)

 

"Say it ain't so! This evil, underground tournament about fighting to the death has dark secrets? Didn't see that one coming! That sounds like a good reason to take a swig," Kiwi said, always happy for a reason to drink. She popped the cork on a bottle of scotch and started drinking it straight from the bottle.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

"The wind dies nit phase me, for you were never meant to win. You stentorian arrogant and sure of yourself. This battle is to ensure peace and equality. Something that you don't seem to understand." Swinging his hammer on the chain around him in circles, aim for a critical ring out.

@@dusk shade,

 

(You two really need to quote/mention each other when you reply.)

 

"Mirror Quake is swinging his hammer around him like a madpony, but the action is just now starting!" Topaz announced. "And though there isn't any blood to speak of yet, those swooshing sounds really keep me hopeful!"

Edited September 5, 2014 by Literally Snails

[dusk shade 205]

"The wind dies nit phase me, for you were never meant to win. You stentorian arrogant and sure of yourself. This battle is to ensure peace and equality. Something that you don't seem to understand." Swinging his hammer on the chain around him in circles, aim for a critical ring out.

 

Godric scoffed snidely at the pony's words. "Peace...equality....that is nothing but a pipedream..I, a prince am outranked by peasants in the eyes of my father so I know equality is impossible. But..I wish you luck on your questfor peace", he said using his swords to bring gysers of water rocketing through the arena floor toward Mirrorquake.