open Bangcolt Arena! (Fighting/Sol) (RP)

[P-Jay 1,987]

 

"yeah, suuuuuuuuuuuuure." caliber smirked, remarking on how sleight held back on ice. "just like how i held back on you. granted, i almost never do that anymore..."

 

"but yeah, Annette, whats up?" he grinned, eager to change the subject.

 

and then shrunk away somewhat when Annette glared at nightmare. that stare...it just like like how his mom would stare at him when he'd get into fights back when he was a colt.

 

it was...scary.

 

he went to sleight's side. "tickets? i dont get it. tickets to what?" he asked her quietly, not trying to draw any sort of attention to himself from Annette.

[Unicorncob 5,677]

As Lorec walked slowly toward Tyra in anticipation, a peculiar sight could seen from Lorec, among all of the other happenings. Blood was slowly trickling from his mouth. Just barely noticeable, but still there. His slow walk turned into a run. This time, it was more animalistic, than of a refined warrior. Smiling devilishly as he ran towards Tyra, he decided that it was his turn for a jumping attack.

 

Leaping into the air, Lorec brought his blade over his head and back, going for an overhead swing. This swing... Was very different from his others. This overhead smash contained an extreme, raw amount of power. Would it really be intelligent for Tyra to try and take this attack head on?

 

Tyra glanced up and saw the huge blade of Lorec about to come down on her. She could almost feel the raw power emanating from the sword.

Something inside her warned her not to take this attack head on; as strong as she was, this attack felt...different.

 

She skidded to a halt beneath the blade and watched, waiting for the blade to come down, then she would go for a fleet dodge at the last second. What happened next would depend on the blade's impact with the earth.

[Star Saber 114]

@, 

 

“Rgh… six weeks.” Ash obviously sounded displeased, but there was not much he could do about it, “Are you sure there isn’t something better you could do? You ponies have access to magic don’t you? You’d figure at least of one of you would be able to mend broken bones...”

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

@@Star Saber,

 

The doctor stared blankly at Ash and slowly blinked, "Uh... Yes, I suppose but that would be an upcharge to your bill which is already upcharged since you're a dragon. Not to mention it is generally offered to more cooperative and respectful patients," he emphasized. 

 

"We could do something but you'd have to pay more and we'd have to get someone in here to mend it which our only mender is out of town for this week. Would you be ok with both the upcharge and waiting for the week?" 

[Star Saber 114]

@,

 

“A week is better; and I doubt the charge will be an issue. Only that I can’t get to my hoard easily without flight.” Ash explained; maybe it was the recent blood loss or that he felt like he had gone through a grinder but Ash didn’t feel nearly as ready to start throwing a fit and busting up the place. “Also… I am being cooperative pony and uncharacteristically civil...”

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

@@Star Saber,

 

The Doctor wasn't in his place to point out Ash's attitude but he didn't care for it. He decided to move on, "Alright, give me a moment while I'm getting the supplies to cast you up." He walked out of the room, leaving Ash with and unusually quiet Pinkie Pie who was playing with a toy wagon, a bouncey ball, a piece of yarn, and dustbunny.

 

She stopped when the doctor left the room, "I could help pay for the costs if you'd like." She beamed and offered geenerously.  

[J.R. 3,183]

As Blizzard finished ironing his shirt and suit. He looked at the clock. Apparently there was about and hour-and-a-half before the party, but only 1 hour before he had to go pick up his date. While there, he began to think, "I don't know why, but for some reason I feel like mom put in some good words for me at the spa with Rarity. I just hope that Rarity doesn't feel creeped out by how I feel about her. I mean, it's been like a year since I've been in love with her, but I only started talking to her like a few months ago. And even then, I haven't done it that often. But I think if I just up front tell her, I'll finally get this off my chest. But....I'm bucking terrified!"

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As EWS was in the hospital, he began to think as well, "Was I....was I wrong? All this time being a jerk....was there no reason......what do I do now.....?"

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

@,  @,

 

Night Tracer sang the chorus along with Rune but he toned down his voice so Rune could be heard more because he too, also had a lovely voice. That, and Night Tracer, was naturally just louder than Rune; figures, for someone who talks so much and has so much to say.

 

Once Rune held the final note, Night Tracer ad libed a soft "Ahoooh" at the end of the song and held it until he ran out of breath and it faded out. 

 

He walked over to Rune, "You know, there is some big dinner thing tonight at Vinyl and Octavia's hall. Well, you should go. Not sure if you'd be able to perfom because I don't think they do open mic things but I'm going just for the show and with a friend. You should go and enjoy it. Hey, who knows. They may not of booked everything and you might have a chance. Never know. Anyhow, I've got to get going actually... Fun playing with ya. Hope we can do it again. Later." 

 

He dismissed himself but before he left, he shouted over to Naga, "That offer stands for you to. You should come, it's not until a few hours. Would love to see some familiar faces even if I won't be available much to talk. And, it's Night Tracer by the way." He smiled at Naga before darting off.

 

He cut down the street and all the way to Octavia's and Vinyl's. He watched as the last customer left and someone was closing the door. He rushed to the entrance real quick to stop the the door from closing. Luckily, and in turn; unluckily. He stuck his left forehoof in the door as it shut. He bit his lip and cringed in pain as his hoof was left throbbing. He looked down at the hoof and pulled it back towards himself. He ran it down his other foreleg before looking back up to see a familiar mare staring at him. It was Vinyl, she jumped on top of him and hugged him, "Hey, warn a guy before you do that alright." He joked. But before any further words were spoken, he was pulled inside and the door was locked for the next three hours...

 

(Sucky post, it's rushed.)

[Vae Victis 742]

Tyra glanced up and saw the huge blade of Lorec about to come down on her. She could almost feel the raw power emanating from the sword.

Something inside her warned her not to take this attack head on; as strong as she was, this attack felt...different.

 

She skidded to a halt beneath the blade and watched, waiting for the blade to come down, then she would go for a fleet dodge at the last second. What happened next would depend on the blade's impact with the earth.

Lorec brought the sword down hard upon his target. However, He would miss his quarry, instead, planting the blade deep into the earth as he slashed downward and landed.

 

CRASH!

 

With a thunderous echo that roared thoroughout the arena, the ground itself was rended asunder from the impact. A large shockwave of earthly debris had arisen from the ground, and was traveling in the direction of which the sword had been aimed at. Dust and stone, being thrown violently upward from the shifting of the earth below. The initial landing had left a circular crater at the point of impact, with a radius of ten feet, and at least six feet deep, with Lorec standing in the middle, aura still pulsating violently around him, veins bulging throughout his entire body as his being struggled to cope with a power that mortal bodies were never meant to contain.

 

His sword was absolutely buried, almost all the way to the pommel, into the ground. Trying with all his might, he attempted to yank it out of the stone in which he had plunged it in, not paying any mind in what happened to Tyra. It was almost as if he had become a dumb beast, focused on only one thing; overpowering mercilessly. Still occupied with trying to yank his sword out of the ground, the Saduarian monster was gritting his teeth, like a snarling bear.

 

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Kazas had leaned in nervously to watch the fight. Lorec had done it. He had pushed it toward the soul infusion stage, something that he rarely ever did. Knowing that Lorec had the strongest body of the divine retribution, Kazas felt a bit relieved knowing that it would take a great deal of constant primordial energy flowing through him to actually kill him. Even still, Lorec's own soul was finite In energy, and considering that it was the keepers' life force energy that fueled the feats they performed... He could only hope that Lorec didn't push it too far for too long. Unconsciously, Kazas's tail tried to wrap up with Vera's again, indicating his nervousness. Vera probably didn't know that Kazas wasn't the only keeper of a primal soul, and would probably question what was happening.

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@ @

 

Naga had stopped his chanting as soon as the celebrations had concluded. To him, that was a celebration for the books! As soon as Night Tracer bid them adieu, the monk had waved him goodbye. " I'll be seein' you there then, new friend! Weeeeeeeelllllll.... Maybe."

 

Naga then turned to rune, and began to speak to him excitedly.

 

" now THAT was a show worth Chantin' for!"

[Unicorncob 5,677]

Lorec brought the sword down hard upon his target. However, He would miss his quarry, instead, planting the blade deep into the earth as he slashed downward and landed.

 

CRASH!

 

With a thunderous echo that roared thoroughout the arena, the ground itself was rended asunder from the impact. A large shockwave of earthly debris had arisen from the ground, and was traveling in the direction of which the sword had been aimed at. Dust and stone, being thrown violently upward from the shifting of the earth below. The initial landing had left a circular crater at the point of impact, with a radius of ten feet, and at least six feet deep, with Lorec standing in the middle, aura still pulsating violently around him, veins bulging throughout his entire body as his being struggled to cope with a power that mortal bodies were never meant to contain.

 

His sword was absolutely buried, almost all the way to the pommel, into the ground. Trying with all his might, he attempted to yank it out of the stone in which he had plunged it in, not paying any mind in what happened to Tyra. It was almost as if he had become a dumb beast, focused on only one thing; overpowering mercilessly. Still occupied with trying to yank his sword out of the ground, the Saduarian monster was gritting his teeth, like a snarling bear.

 

Tyra leapt out of the way of the sword impact, just narrowly avoiding the aftermath. A shockwave of dust and rocks kicked up, and a crater came imploding beneath the minotaur's hooves. His body pulsed and bulged, obviously not built to withstand such power.

 

Tyra could see he was trying to remove his blade from deep in the earth. This was her chance.

Gripping her axe tight, she dashed toward the monster of a minotaur, leaping onto his arm and springboarding toward his face, intending to slash at it.

 

She only hoped it wouldn't do any permanent damage, for Sifana's sake.

[Fractured 2,684]

Princess Luna returned from her flight, slipping silently back in through the same window that she left through. As she pulled in, a light breeze pulled in through the room, moving with her. It scattered several objects before dispersing, including the book she had previously left on the bedside table. As it stirred, it fell to the floor with a clatter, raising a sound that immediately drew her attention.

 

She walked over to it. This time, the book was left open, and she could see some of the entries that Night Tracer had written. She stopped for a moment as that same curiosity from before began to return, louder than ever before. It went to war with her feelings of common courtesy and royal pedigree, before brushing them both aside like one would a flea off of a dogs fur. Princess Luna picked up the book and wrapped it up in her magic. As she read the first open page, she became thoroughly entranced by it. She then flipped back to the beginning, and began to read another page. And another...

[Vae Victis 742]

Tyra leapt out of the way of the sword impact, just narrowly avoiding the aftermath. A shockwave of dust and rocks kicked up, and a crater came imploding beneath the minotaur's hooves. His body pulsed and bulged, obviously not built to withstand such power.

 

Tyra could see he was trying to remove his blade from deep in the earth. This was her chance.

Gripping her axe tight, she dashed toward the monster of a minotaur, leaping onto his arm and springboarding toward his face, intending to slash at it.

 

She only hoped it wouldn't do any permanent damage, for Sifana's sake.

Lorec did his best to react and get away from the slash. He let go of his sword, and quickly tried to get his head away from the axe by turning his body. The best he had gotten away with was the axe violently brushing against his upper right jaw. Dodging away as the axe finished grazing his face, he dashed away in a backwards direction slightly to right. He was now weaponless, but the violent power around him still persisted.

 

Bleeding from his facial wound and Gnashing his teeth, Lorec thought back to the days of the Leovian contention... The events that had happened here, in this very spot. And he used that as fuel, for what he would do next.

 

Lorec, as Tyra would be landing, thrust both of his arms toward the earth, kneeling down quickly. Both arms went through the earth and made craters that looked as though they were swallowing Lorec's fists. Roaring violently, Lorec began to pull upward, almost as if he were deadlifting something... And it was then, that his muscular tissue began to ripple violently in both his arms as he slowly began to stand upward. Through some ungodly, Herculean show of strength... Lorec pulled a large, asymmetrical chunk of earth bigger than himself out of the ground. He then ducked underneath it as he lifted it above his head, putting the weight of the stone upon his backside along with his arms. Lifting it as though it were a weight bar for squats, he eventually raised the chunk over his head, and looked at Tyra.

 

With a loud yell, he pulled back the boulder with both arms, and tossed it in The direction that Tyra was landing!

[Unicorncob 5,677]

Lorec did his best to react and get away from the slash. He let go of his sword, and quickly tried to get his head away from the axe by turning his body. The best he had gotten away with was the axe violently brushing against his upper right jaw. Dodging away as the axe finished grazing his face, he dashed away in a backwards direction slightly to right. He was now weaponless, but the violent power around him still persisted.

 

Bleeding from his facial wound and Gnashing his teeth, Lorec thought back to the days of the Leovian contention... The events that had happened here, in this very spot. And he used that as fuel, for what he would do next.

 

Lorec, as Tyra would be landing, thrust both of his arms toward the earth, kneeling down quickly. Both arms went through the earth and made craters that looked as though they were swallowing Lorec's fists. Roaring violently, Lorec began to pull upward, almost as if he were deadlifting something... And it was then, that his muscular tissue began to ripple violently in both his arms as he slowly began to stand upward. Through some ungodly, Herculean show of strength... Lorec pulled a large, asymmetrical chunk of earth bigger than himself out of the ground. He then ducked underneath it as he lifted it above his head, putting the weight of the stone upon his backside along with his arms. Lifting it as though it were a weight bar for squats, he eventually raised the chunk over his head, and looked at Tyra.

 

With a loud yell, he pulled back the boulder with both arms, and tossed it in The direction that Tyra was landing!

 

Tyra smirked as her attacked landed, sending a small cut across Lorec's jaw. What happened next, however, she never would have expected.

 

Lorec, somehow, had pulled an enormous chunk of earth out of the ground, and glared at her. With a yell, he tossed it...right where she would be landing!

 

With no time to react upon landing, she was struck full force by the attack, the dirt and rock crumbling on impact and practically burying her in rubble.

She laid limp for a few moments, potentially appearing to be crushed, before stirring and trying to climb her way out.

[J.R. 3,183]

Blizzard was just about done with his clothing preparations. What to do with his leftover time...? "Alright, that's done, now I just gotta--" His eyes suddenly turned solid white like they did when he fought EWS earlier. He then found himself within his mindscape, but he wasn't alone...

 

Inside his mind he was greeted by the clan founders of the Clan of Ice. The very ponies who started Blizzard's dynasty.One of the six walked up to him, with an echoing voice, "Icesius Blizzard?"

 

Blizzard looked around for a moment and pointed to himself, as if saying, "Who, me?", as he stepped forward. From there, a male founder spoke, "You have great potential as a warrior. That crystal you found as a colt, has helped shaped you into who you are. Now I know this may seem....weird, but lemme just be brief here. You are the last living, active blood-born member of the clan."

 

Ice was stunned for a moment but he continued to listen, "I am one of the 6 founders of the Clan of Ice; Founder Glaciem. You'll get to know the others later. For now, let me explain to you why we're here."

 

Founder Glaciem, then made a magical 'screen' to display the past of the Clan of Ice, "1000 years ago, 6 Unicorns who were icebenders. They were all brought together by what they knew was their calling to become the greatest clan in Equestria. So, they began the Clan of Ice, just north of where the Crystal Empire is today. We valued love, protecting others, and most of all, peace. We did our best to uphold those values, and became a thriving clan for the next 200-300 years...until....things got bad."

 

From there, the screen showed War among the clans, "We grew pretty large compared to neighboring clans. Having over 100,000 members by after only 400 years. However, the nearby clans saw us as a potential threat, and ganged up on us after 500 years. It was a terrible conflict that caused the near downfall of our entire race. So, from there, we had to retreat a bit farther north. And for the next 300 years we had to go into hiding."

 

Ice was astonished at what he saw. He didn't know what to think for a moment, "So, I get it now I'm one of the few of us left in all of Equestria."

 

Glaciem nodded, "That's correct, young Ice."

 

"So...why are you here, in my conscience?"

 

The clan founders turned and whispered to each other for a moment before Glaciem spoke again, "This is of importance to you because of this: Once us 6 passed on, it was tradition for our higher level Unicorns to put our souls within the minds and bodies of our descendants. We did this to make sure that our legacy lived on within all of us, literally. And in order to gain one of our souls, you must be blood-born into the clan, and a baby at the time."

 

Ice was confused, "So, wait, why was I never told about this? Why didn't grandpa write this in his book?"

 

Glaciem put his hoof up for Ice to stop talking, "Patience, young one. You're just like Founder Frigore, always being silly and bouncy." Frigore gave Glaciem a snarking look, as Glaciem continued, "To answer your first question, you must find out this power on your own. As for your second one, clan members were not permitted to document any form of our rituals/traditions."

 

Blizzard nodded, and asked again, "Ok, but another thing, why are you all in my body? Based on what you're telling me, it sounds like each clan member had only one of you guys."

 

"That was the original tradition. However, because of the fact that our clan size has diminished greatly in the past 100 years. The family tradition has broken down to where you are the only one left that can harbor us. Your grandfather, and great-grandfather, had no choice but to put our souls within you."

 

Frigore shouted enthusiastically, "Yeah! Mainly because everypony else who's alive in the clan right now is too much of a geezer to harbor our souls anymore. So, sadly, you gotta hold ALL of us! Isn't that great?!"

 

Glaciem facehooved, as Founder Duratus slapped Frigore, "Dammit, Frigore! How many times do I have to tell you to focus?"

 

Frigore laughed as he got up, "Haha! Come on guys, I'm just fooling around."

 

Blizzard looked at his founders. He liked them, especially Frigore, "Just like me. Haha." "So I get it, I am the vessel within which I harbor you guys' souls. But what do you want me to do?"

 

Glaciem walked to Ice, "Your clan is very endangered, as there are only less than 20 of us, all over Equestria. Just do what you're doing right now. Keep your head up, and flank down. Uphold our values of protecting those closet to you. Protect the elderly and young foals! Do your clan proud by putting us on the map. Bring honor and glory to the Clan of Ice! And just know, that we will always--"

 

Frigore cut him off, "Be there to help if you need it! You may not have full understanding of how to call upon us yet, but just know, that if we feel the need, we'll be there to crash the party!"

 

Duratus nodded, "Yep. We'll be here for ya."He then whispered to Ice, "Make sure you keep your marefriend safe alright?"

 

Ice felt comfortable, that his ancestors would be with him at all times, "Thanks guys. Er-- uh, thank you ancestors. I will make sure to do you all very proud."

 

His 6 ancestors nodded, and shouted their clan cry, and in an instant, Blizzard was back in the real world, in his room, "I'm gonna make you guys proud. Even though I don't do swords, and probably won't need that thing, I'll bring honor to the family!"

 

He then shouted his clan cry out of his Gladiator Room window, "HELIO CLAN SIEMPRE!!!!!!!"

Edited July 17, 2015 by Ice Blizzard

[P-Jay 1,987]

@,@,  

 

rune grinned at night's proposal. "ill think about it!" he said cheerfully, as he watched night dart off.

 

he then turned to naga, who remarked how it was a show worth chanting for. "i know, right?!" he asked, throwing the guitar over his shoulder. 

 

it hit the ground, and a few strings broke. there was a collective 'awwwwwwww' from the crowd that had apparently been expecting another show. 

 

rune was rubbing his hooves. hell, playing 'happy' and 'viva la vida' on the guitar really did a number on him. the strings had started to cut in, and such...

 

maybe next time he'll just use magic.

[Star Saber 114]

@,

 

Ash watched the doctor carefully as he left the room he then moved his gaze back to the pink pony who had been uncharacteristically silent the whole time. It shocked and confused him when she offered to pay for his hospital bill.  “Why would you offer to do that? You don’t owe me anything.”

Edited July 17, 2015 by Star Saber

[Fractured 2,684]

@Orion Caelum, 

"Tickets to Vinyl and Ocatvia's Hall," Sleight Mist replied casually back to Caliber. "It's supposed to be this really great show that's happening later tonight, with music, dancing, and the works. All the high-society ponies are supposed to be going."

 

She shot a look at Anette and Wilhelm, and cracked a sharp smile.

 

"And apparently these two. I'd already been asked to go myself, but I turned it down. Not that I can't blend in, but small areas and fancy occasions don't really do it for me." she added. She was already becoming disinterested just thinking about it.

[P-Jay 1,987]

@, 

 

caliber's eyes got a glint in them. "will there be food?" he asked, "cause ill be honest, i haven't gotten around to going to ponyville, and getting some bits..."

 

he shrugged. "but whatever you wanna do, im cool either way."

 

he was kinda wanting to go to that event, but at the same time, he wanted to be with sleight more.

[Dust and Memories 557]

Wilhelm playfully whacked Caliber around the ears. "Oi! I don't lock myself in my library all day, and I'm not completely antisocial!"

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Two years ago...

A book hit the door a inch from Twilight Sparkle's muzzle. A stallion's voice drifted from somewhere in the stacks. "How did you get past the lock? Go away; I'm so close to finally finish the calculation for the proper pressurization rate for high-altitude impeller engine operation using a new type of fuel distillation process and its inherent differences in combustive behavior. This is very important!" Another book flew through the air, and Twilight caught it in her magic, taking a look at the cover- Impeller Fuel Combustion in Theoretical Aeronaval Craft , by a certain Gunwale Cottonsail- before throwing it back in the general direction of the voice. A muffled grunt of pain and a string of Germane profanities was the reward for her efforts, and Twilight smirked slightly and turned to leave. Before she closed the door, she said "I'll put your lock back on, but you're up for our co-lecture in a half hour. Don't miss it, okay?" Another long string of profanities could be heard, and Twilight smiled gently as she shut the door behind her. "Still the same old stubborn, antisocial Wilhelm."

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Wilhelm paused for a moment and reconsidered. "Okay, that was once. But I do agree with you... Annette's the mare of my dreams. She can hold a conversation with me on science, and the best thing is... Well, let me put it this way, she makes me feel happier than I usually am in any other way. I mean, when I'm talking with her, even when I'm just looking at her or spending time with her, I feel better than I did. She knows just how to make me feel better about myself when I'm down, and sometimes, I just have to think about her and I'm already happier. She's pretty and she's smart and she's special and oh Faust I'm fancolting like Ice over Rarity, aren't I?" Wilhelm laughed. "I think you get my point. However, Annette is a holy terror when she's angry... like now." Even a few feet away, he still cringed away slightly from the force of Annette's glare at Nightmare.

 

However, Wilhelm smoothly stepped between the aforementioned holy terror and the object of her anger, digging deep in his pockets for the tickets. "Now, I'm sure it doesn't matter that much, as I was planning to, well, to take you as well." He blushed a bit and finally came up with the tickets, performing a sweeping bow and proffering the two tickets for the show to Annette. "I just so happen to have purchased two tickets as well for the both of us. So... Annette, would you do me the honor of coming with me to tonight's party?"

Edited July 18, 2015 by Orion Caelum

[J.R. 3,183]

As EWS sat in the hospital, he was writing a letter to one of his friends who owed him a favor. The guy was a master carpenter, and could fix almost anything with a simple magic spell, "Dear, Quick Fix. Get your ass to Bangcolt and fix the local bar. You owe me from last time, so do it. NOW."

 

He saw a nurse pass by his room and asked her, "Yo, if you don't mind, mail this off for me.?"

 

The nurse took the letter, "No problem." And dropped it in the mailbox outside for the mailmare to get it.

 

"That takes care of that, now my conscience is cleared....mostly. Still wanna talk to Jackie. Hm."

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Blizzard was kind of freaking out over what dance style he should bring, "I pray to Celestia that there's no dancing. I simply cannot dance. And knowing Rarity, she'll probably expect me to know a few moves if they do break out the dance styles. Sh8t! Breakdancing is all I know! How am I gonna learn fancy dances in less than a couple hours?!"

[P-Jay 1,987]

@@Orion Caelum, 

 

caliber felt the whack, and he did back to wilhelm.

 

except with the flat of his sword. "cheeky bugger." he joked. "your anti-social, and you know it. anette just happened to change that."

 

he grinned, and shrunk back to sleight when wilhelm started talking to anette again.

[J.R. 3,183]

@,

A pony named Quick Fix, came on the incoming train to Bangcolt. He had one job: Fix a bar in the town. He walked all over, until he decided to ask a pony, Kevin, "Hey, any idea where the bar is?"

 

Kevin simply pointed in the direction of the bar, as Quick Fix ran there, and saw the destroyed bar, "Eh, this is nothing." He cast a special fix-it spell with his horn, and BOOM, the bar was as good as new instantly. He also, cast a permanent protection spell embedded within the supports of the bar, so nothing could destroy it ever, unless somepony countered that spell.

 

He then went to find the owner of the establishment, Applejack, in the hospital. He went into her room, and quickly told her, "Electron told me to come down here, and fix your bar for you. When you get back there, it'll be good as new, and have a protection spell, rendering it practically indestructible. So, yeah, thank EWS for it. He's in the hospital room one door over."

 

He left her room, and went to EWS's, "Job done bro."

 

"Goddamn awesome QF. Goddamn awesome. Now we're even, now go home."

 

"See ya." he said as he left the hospital, and eventually, the town.

 

"Conscience? Clear as bucking crystal."

[J.R. 3,183]

@,

Blizzard was just about ready to leave. He put on his white dress shirt, his brown suit, tied up his red tie, and looked in the mirror at himself, "Damn. I look, pretty nice. Now, time to go pickup my date...." He grabbed his grandpa's brass watch, put is on his left 'wrist', and left his room, locking the door behind him.

 

He went downstairs, and left the fighter quarters. On his way to Rarity's place, he passed by a flower stand. A filly, her mom, and the mom's sisters were selling flowers. The filly ran up to Blizzard, holding a basket of roses, "Excuse me, mister?"

 

Ice turned around to the tiny voice to see a filly, "Oh, hi there."

 

"Wanna wose? Just 5 bits." the filly asked with beaming eyes.

 

Ice felt a lightbulb go off in his head, "Ding ding ding! Flowers! Always gotta get a girl flowers on the date. Hm...but I'm not gonna buy all of them, just one rose. It's sexier on its own. Just gotta watch the thorns." "Sure, I'll buy one." He said, as he gave the filly 10 bits instead of 5. In return, the filly gave him a rose.

 

The filly was confused, "Wait, you gave me 10. Don't you want another?"

 

Blizzard chuckled as he started to leave, "Keep the change."

 

"Thank you!"

 

"You're welcome!" "Now, off to Rarity's place..."

 

The filly ran back to her stand, "Look mommy! The nice stallion gave me 10 bits!"

 

The mother was astonished, "10 bits on one sale? That's amazing!"

 

"Astonishing!" said one of the sisters.

 

"Astounding" said another.

 

"Don't you see girls? It's a conspiracy! A horrible horrible conspiracy!"

 

"The horror! The horror!" They all shouted, as the filly rolled her eyes.

 

Meanwhile, Blizzard had made his way to Rarity's doorstep. He mentally prepared himself, "Always open doors, hold her seat out, make light talk, compliment her, and..dancing I'm screwed. Ok. 100% Ready!"

 

He casually knocked on Rarity's door, "H-hello? Rarity? You ready?"

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Rarity showed up to answer the door as it rang, dressed up in an ensemble that she was sure would capture the minds and eyes of everypony who attended the performance.

 

 

 

 

 

She opened the door to the shop, and smiled brilliantly as she saw Ice Blizzard.

 

"You look absolutely wonderful," she commented, actually a little surprised at how well dressed he was. It looked like an inordinate amount of effort had went into his costume, same as hers. Speaking of costumes...

 

"Now tell me, how do I look?" she questioned, spinning around to let Ice Blizzard get a full view of the dress.

 

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Applejack sat calmly in the bed of the hospital and listened to the pony that had apparently been requested by Electron Wave Storm to fix her tavern. She waited for him to leave, then slowly rolled out of bed. There was no longer any reason for her to stay, she concluded, seeing as how she felt fit as a fiddle, she reckoned she was.

 

But first, she decided to pay a certain somepony a visit. She slipped out of her room and into the one next to her easily enough, and found Electron Wave Storm, just like the repair pony had said. She walked up to talk to him without hesitation, and tipped her hat in a sign of respect. She still kept a fair distance, though, since she wasn't sure how he'd react. Better safe than sorry. Or hospitalized again.

 

"I just came to thank you for fixing my tavern, is all," she stated plainly. "And to tell you that you're welcome to come on back now if you need a good drink. Or a friend." she added, putting a slight emphasis on the word. She turned to leave, then stopped suddenly. Something was bugging her, something that didn't quite make sense...

 

"Okay, i'll admit, you got me plumb confused," she confessed "First you wreck the tavern, then you come back to mess it up again, and then you finally destroy it... only to come back to fix it all up once you were done. Why?" she questioned, curiosity settling in like squirrels in an attic.

 

"What made you do it?"

 

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Anette's expression abruptly changed as she saw that Wilhelm had the tickets. It started out slowly, but a smile made its way across her face as happiness seemed to fill her from the bottom up, spreading through her body like the world's most positive virus.

 

"Oh, of course I will, Wilhelm!" she shouted, laughing lightly as she rushed forward to hug him. In her excitement, she actually ended up picking him up, and she spun him once before gravity seemed to remember it existed. As she put him down, her brain rushed forward suddenly, catching with what her body had done, and she grinned sheepishly.

 

"Sorry, I got excited," she muttered in a tiny voice as a blushed threatened to consume her face.

 

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"You know, Caliber, it's not really my style." she mentioned with a sigh as he returned. "I'd rather do something important. Or entertaining..."

 

She paused as she considered those words for a moment. Then, she suddenly produced a very devious idea, with a very devious grin to match.

 

"You know, scratch that, I will go. You and I can make our own fun, right Caliber?" she said, sidling up close to him.

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Blizzard's heart raced when he saw Rarity. She looked bucking stunning as buck. Such grace, elegance, and beauty, the likes of which Equestria has hardly ever seen. He waited for a moment before complimenting her, "Thanks Rarity, and you look so se-- I-I mean, beautiful. You look prettier than a mountain of diamonds." He then took out the rose he had purchased for her, "For you, milady." He said as he gave it to her, "Shall we get going? I can hardly wait to show you a fun night." He said with an awkward chuckle.

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EWS was better and got up from his hospital bed, and looked at AJ. He sighed before speaking, "Alright. I'll tell ya. Well, first off, back when I was a colt, I had a huge accident with a lightning cloud, that caused my cells to mess up. Leaving me with no sense of compassion, remorse, or sensitivity. But I guess I realized, it was a piss poor excuse for being a jerk. And I still have a sense of guilt, and a conscience," he said with a tap to his head, "And not only did I not care at first, I didn't realize it either. When  you told me off like that, and refused to fight, I was astonished. Where I come from, and I don't wanna insult you in particular, girls were never...above just throwing down and fighting. But you're better than that apparently. And by showing me how futile my stupid pranks were, by not letting them faze you, that showed me that it was just getting old. I also got help from the blue pegasus that was there. He helped me realize that I gotta want to better myself, instead of belittling others."

 

"Anyway, to make a long story short, I knew what I was doing to you and others were wrong, even though I didn't care, I stil felt guilty. So, now that my conscience is clear, I think I wanna change my attitude. I'm not gonna let anypony mess up your bar again. And I didn't bomb your place that last time, it was a pegasus mare called Nightingale. But I promise, I'm gonna hunt her down, and make her apologize to you as well."

 

He started to leave before turning to Applejack, "Oh, yeah. I'm sorry for messing with you like that before. I was just being an ass, so I wanted to make up for that. And I guess I'm grateful for your words of wisdom as well. The way you were unfazed when I messed up your place and put me in mine, that's some pretty hot toughness you got going on there, so yeah, thanks, Jackie. You're pretty nice."

 

He then made a motion for her to follow, "Come on. Let's go see what Quick Fix did to your place. He better had fixed it right, or else...." he said with a punch to his hoof and a laugh.

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