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

[Mars Orbit 729]

Mars continued to walk in the rain. "The rain won't let up, eh, Marcus" the bunny nodded in agreement then poked Mars' head. "What's wrong" Marcus pointed towards a figure digging a hole. "What the heck is that? Go find somewhere to hide. I'll call you when it's safe." The bunny jumped off of Mars' back and into some bushes. "Hey! You okay!?" Mars called out.

"Mars? Is that you?" The figure said.

I know that voice anywhere Mars thought to himself "Skitz!? What are you doing out here?!"

"Just storing my waffles for winter."

"That plan sounds like you didn't think it out entirely. What happens when the dirt touches the waffles?" Mars said back.

Skitz replied with "they get dirty and I make new ones."

"......ok, yeah sure let's go with that. Do you know somepony that can fix the door?" Mars said.

"102.7 Kiss FM!! This is a message from the waffles."

"You scare me sometimes. I'm gonna leave. You're welcome to come with me if you're all done here."

"yeah I'm not really doing anything anyway." Skitz said while climbing out of the hole.

"But what about the hole you just dug?"

"Look. We can spend all day...or night...maybe...discussing holes or we can go fix the door."

"...sure, yeah. Marcus! It's safe!" Just then the bunny jumped back on Mars' back and Mars started walking with Skitz.

[Star Saber 114]

@,

 

“Elements of Harmony eh? Yeah I remember hearing that that legend wasn’t just a legend. Well color me surprised; I never thought I’d be served drinks from a damn near celebrity.” Fuse chuckled, still waiting on that drink; however he had to admit, this small talk was… enjoyable. However in the back of his mind something told him, that there was a possibility the two of them might be at odds one day. A real shame, he was starting to like this mare.

 

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@,

 

This pony sure liked to talk a lot, maybe a bit too much. Earth Ponies with magic powers are a rare breed; so the name Ice Blizzard immediately registered in Calibur’s mind; interesting that there’d be two elemental powered Earth Ponies roaming Bangcolt. This Ice individual had a meager bounty for his capture alive… not worthwhile enough to start an incidence over it right now.

 

“The name is Calibur.” He took Ice’s offer for a hoof shake, “As for the pony responsible, who I believe is a pony who goes by the name Gunpowder Fuse, likely used some kind of explosive device keyed to some sort of timer. However he was likely somewhere nearby to watch it explode… fireworks are definitely his M.O.”

 

“He’s also an Earth Pony that seems to have access to unnatural powers; Pyrokinesis a stark contrast to yours.” Calibur asked this last line with a tone of suspicion. “You wouldn’t happen to have any connection with him?”

Edited August 23, 2015 by Star Saber

[J.R. 3,183]

@@Star Saber,

Ice thought for a moment, "Interesting. I know a guy named Caliber too. And Gunpowder Fuse? Earth Pony with fire powers? Nah. Never heard of him. Question: How do you know who this guy is so easily? What are you Magnum P.I.?" he laughed at his own sarcasm, "But seriously, are you an officer of some kind? What's the deal?"

 

He started to get nervous, "Oh no....please don't tell me this guy knows about what I did a few years ago....It was only one...j-just one...th-the hole in the Canterlot Castle wall wasn't that big right?"

Edited August 23, 2015 by Ice Blizzard

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

@,
 
Night Tracer stood by her as he trembled in fear. He couldn't believe his ears... He invested trust, love and care into Luna and she stuck a kinfe in his back. He wanted to back away from her but he couldn't as he was staring her in the eye. They were no longer bright, vibrant and curious. They were sorrowful, lost and confused. She knew she had messed up, and so had Night Tracer.

He put a hoof on her shoulder and propped himself up to embrace around her. His unkempt chest hair was against  hers which was much more sleek and tidy. He rest his head behind hers so sshe could not see his face and he couldn't see hers. He couldn't bare to look at it. A fae that once brought him joy and gave him strength now reminded him of faces he would never forget... screams that he could never unhear... and relentless pain that would never disappear. 

A tear slipped from his eye and down his muzzle; funny... you can't just laugh at the some joke, agaiin and again and again, but why can you keep crying over the same thing again and again? He stood their eyes closed, sobbing. He was paralyzed, much like that night he sat their on the stairs...

 

 

Night Tracer and his grandfather were upstairs, sitting atop the stairwel listening to his parents yell at each other.

"I wasn''t the one out in the bar bringing mares home to buck in the lviing rooom!"

"Why would you bring them home, you were already doing it with your boss and girflfriends at work!"

"You get the hell off my back you scum, Let me do whatever the buck I'm going to do with my life."

"And I can't?"

"We're Bucking married! You can't go out bucking other mares. You bucking dipshit."

"Dipshit? That's a new one. Quite a compliment coming from a secretary whore!"

"At least I can hold a job."

"How about your mouth?"

"You know wha--"

Night Tracer sat their leaning on his grandfather's side as herubbed his hoof on his head, "It's going to be alright, don't you worry. They'll work it out." He spoke softly.

"Ok, Pawpaw." Night Trace replied longingly for the fight to stop. And apparently, his sister wanted it to stop to. As she began crying from her room.

His grandather peered behind himself and listened to the crying. He waited a bit before reacting. "I'll be right back. Got to make sure your baby sis is alright, ok?"

"Yes, sir pawpaw." He montonously spoke, with a dreary tone. It seemed like he had said the same thing again and again and again. And spoke in the same exact way, again and again and again.

After a minute or so, the yelling intensified while curiosity overwhelemed Night Tracer and without his Grandfather to prevent him from investigating he walked down the stairs just so he could see his father and mother, still, going at it.

After not even 15 seconds he saw something absolutely horrific. Something he had never really noticed but his father hit his mother across the face with his hoof. He was relentless; he didn't hold back.

She began cryiing, so did Night Tracer but he cried quietly so he still wasn't noticed by his parents.

"STOP CRYING!" His father yelled angrily.

"GO TO HELL!" She scramed back.

Continually she told her to stop crying, he demanded her to stop crying. But she did more and more. He knocked her onto her back and grabbed a knife beside him on a counter top. Once more, he demanded that she stop wailing. But she didn't.

Night Tracer stood in shock as he watched his father. Tears ran down his face and chills down his spine. He screamed for him to stop but he was traumatized. He yelled and pitched a fit but not a sound came out as he was seemingly scared stiff.

His father had wanted his mother to stop crying, and so he decided he was. He snapped. And in no more than a moment the floor was covered in a pool of blood... she laid there...she had stopped... but the crying hadn't.

He dropped the knife at her side and begaan sobbing uncontrollably. Yelling at her dead body in addition to yelling at himself.

Night Tracer stood in fear, still sobbing uncontrollably... His grandfather was upstairs and parents living the worst degree of hell. Tears of pain, angst, anger and sadness had made puddles around him. For this was the first time, Night Tracer was truly alone...

He shuddered... as more tears began to fall. Eventually, after what seemed to be a long while, he pulled away. And looked her in the eyes before saying, "Hate you...? I could never... but, I hate myself... for ever loving you." He embraced her yet again and kissed her off of impulse. About four seconds later he bbroke the kiss before looking her in the eyes one more time and dashing towards the door... into the dark, stormy night. The rain would hide his tears and wash away his pain or so he hoped so he couldn't feel so ashamed...

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"I fell for you so strong.

To me you truly belonged.

Trust I could once more;

Disregarded the signs and opened my door

Splendor--, sought by pain. Love--, seeked by hate.

Stupidity--, buried in shame.

For I hang my head and wipe my tears.

The whistles of the winds can describe to me my fears.

But, at the end of the day the wolves still howl, the waves still crash.

Ignorant is the child, lost is mother. Blinded is the lover, lost is the game.

I may not see tomorrow, but at least I'll always be able to remember today."

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(Yet again... very rushed, sorry.)

Edited August 23, 2015 by Flashy Sentry

[MozillaToast 233]

"Yeah, sometimes all through the night and into the mornings just to make sure every detail of what I've made is just perfect." He was dedicated to his work. The better the product, the more they'd come back for more. "The nights can be straining but its all worth it when you're left with a happy client. You meet a broad variety of people in this buisness. Mainly people needing cart repairs or soliders needing armor fixes. Because of my talent I can do the job almost twice as fast as any other blacksmith I've ever met." He stopped and pondered about his current project. "Of course I'm not saying I'm the best, I've just not met one better than me yet." He said with a grin. He saw a waiter walking past and notioned him over, whispered something to the waiter who nodded and walked off to another customer. He looked outside into the night sky, "Its getting pretty late, I think I'm going to head back home and get some sleep. I think I have a match tomorrow... This evening has been unique and it's been a joy meeting you Trixie and I hope we can stay in touch." He got up and put his half half of the bill and a bit more on the table and walked towards the door and headed off home to get some sleep. It had been an odd day for him to say the least, he'd recap the day after the fight tomorrow he decided as he arrived home, locked up and went to sleep.

[J.R. 3,183]

"Thank you," Jade smiled, appreciating the compliment, then took a look at Axton's scythe, "I have never seen such a scythe before. I would not be surprised if it was forged in the bowels of Tartarus itself."

 

"Your spear is also quite a well-crafted weapon," She praised, looking toward it, "Where did you get it?"

Axton looked fondly at his spear and tried to get the words out, "Well...this belonged to my dad before he was...yeah. Pretty much all I have left of my parents, so I keep it very close. My dad was a blacksmith so he used to make weapons. Unfortunately...finding this after they were.....is what started my....crimes..."

[Fractured 2,684]

Sleight Mist's record scratched as she saw the new mare walking up to Caliber's door. The one she had never seen before. The one that he had never mentioned. But, it not like she was a jealous pony anyway. No, the ice forming in sheets from the rainwater on the sidewalk as she walked was little more than a freak coincidence.

 

Still, remarkably, she managed to remain calm and composed while approaching the strange mare, although the end result was a deathly calm, perfectly pleasant voice, one that could barely be heard over the rain. For those who knew Sleight Mist, they would much rather prefer she be shouting right now.

 

"Hi. My name's Sleight Mist. I'm here to visit my boyfriend." She walked up the mare, smiling peaceably. "And who might you be?"

 

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@Star Saber

Applejack? A celebrity? Sounded strange. And uppity. She didn't like it one bit.

 

"Yep, we're real. But I ain't no celebrity. I don't understand why anypony would want to be; no privacy, no time to yourself, no time to your kin ponies chasing you down all the time. I think i'm perfectly fine right here, being myself. Just plain Applejack."

 

She finally remembered that Fuse had happened to order something. It took her a minute, but she managed to whip him up his order. The froth made for a beautiful sight as it slid across the table towards Fuse; it almost brought a tear to her eye.

 

"One apple cider, just like ya ordered."

 

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@Mars Orbit

Nightingale had sat down from the building in order to watch the fight, but now that it had finished, she was left with little to do. That all changed, though, as she heard a strange noise, and caught an even stranger sight.

 

Naturally, she flew down over the two pegasi and the rabbit; introductions were only proper, after all. She walked on the building beside them, talking loud enough for them to hear, even over the rain.

 

"Well, aren't you stallions a couple of strange characters?"

 

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Trixie looked off towards the door as Aknor went; it had been a pleasant conversation, if not a little sparse for her taste. But, her attention was quickly stolen by other matters. Specifically, that of the Moon Princess, who stood stock still, in the center of the hall, darkness radiating from her body and writhing about on the floor and air around her like a living weapon.

 

"Princess...?" Trixie asked cautiously. She edged over to her, not sure of the nature or intent of the darkness that was spreading from her. But, if Luna heard her, she gave no indication.

 

"Princess..." Trixie stated it this time, as she got slightly closer to Luna, just close enough to hear the words coming out of her mouth.

 

"You were right all along...I should have trusted you from the start. I should've never..."

 

"Princess!" Trixie finally decided to yell her name this time, loudly. Luna reacted as if she'd been shocked; the tentacles vanished into the floor, dispersing as if they'd never been there. But, she still wasn't looking at Trixie; she spoke as if she were talking to someone that had long since left.

 

"I'm so sorry."

 

With those words, darkness pooled out from under the floor, pulling Luna in slowly. She sank for several agonizing seconds, until at last the shadows closed over her head. And just like that, Luna was gone, leaving Trixie standing next to an empty floor in the hall.

 

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@Orion Caelum

Anette was outstretched hoof was suddenly taken back as looked over to see darkness shooting out of the floor, filling the air with an inky blackness. She gave Wilhelm a quick peck on the cheek.

 

"Sorry, looks like our date might be canceled. Again."

 

Having said that, she galloped over to the source of the confusion. But, groups of other ponies had already gathered over there by the time she made it to the center of the hall, and she couldn't see over them. By the time she had managed to make her way up to the front, whatever it was had disappeared, leaving one blue unicorn standing still by herself, in disbelief, it seemed.

 

"What just happened...?" she spoke out loud. But, her words seemed to fall on deaf ears; it looked like everypony knew exactly as much as she did: nothing.

 

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-snip-

Rain Shadow paused in her moment with Lektra as darkness filled up the room, making it hard to see. Luckily, changeling eyes were a little more complex than a ponies. Rain Shadow shot up, heading above the chandelier, and when she thought no one was looking, shifted forms.

 

Now, as Click, she could see better, and despite now having a hard, exoskeleton based body again, her jaw still managed to drop. It was the princess, and it looked like she was having a fit. One thing was for certain; this was nothing but trouble. She shifted forms again, turning back into her pony body, before edging out of the room and slipping silently out into the open air...

 

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Celestia and Sunset Shimmer had both ended up teleporting into the princesses private room. It was beautiful; a luxurious writing desk with large, expansive cabinets, a velvet bed with curtains to match and a few couches, and even a large, beautiful window designed to face the sun. But, Sunset Shimmer ignored all of that. Her focus was on Celestia, who looked down at her silently, unbearably.

 

"Celestia, I..." She began quickly, hoping to end this and get her feelings out, but Celestia flicked out a single wing, silencing her.

 

"Sunset Shimmer, like I said before, there is no need to speak, no need to make up excuses. Listen to me as I say these words; there is nothing you can say. Nothing that you can do..." She still looked down at her student, cold and impartially. But, in one deft motion, it changed; she suddenly dropped to her knees, wrapping up her former student in both wings and drawing her closer.

 

 

"That would ever make me stop caring about you. Ever." Tears suddenly began to spill down her face as she held onto Sunset Shimmer, who, despite herself, was tearing up too. This had been what she had been expecting. This is what she had been afraid of.

 

"I'm so sorry, Celestia. I'm so sorry..." She finally got out the words as she returned the hug, burying herself into the side of Celestia's neck. "All of those years I was gone, I was so angry, all I wanted to do was hurt you,like i'd been hurt. But, I was wrong, I know that now. And i'm so, so..." She couldn't take the weight of her own guilt; she dropped to the ground as well, tears now falling from her eyes and onto the floor below. Celestia's reaction was simple; she placed her head over her students neck now, using her wings to somehow pull her in even more.

 

 

"There is nothing you can do. For years, i'd been waiting for you to come back, just so we could have this moment. Just so I could tell you i'm sorry, for neglecting you, and for hurting you. But, all is forgiven, if you'll forgive me...my princess." 

 

 

Sunset Shimmer didn't need to hear anymore, and she didn't respond, as suddenly the floodgates burst and she wept openly, sobbing into Celestia's side. Celestia, head still draped over her side, didn't say anything, only held her, as the night stretched on endlessly...

Edited August 23, 2015 by Corona de Adamas

[Unicorncob 5,677]

Axton looked fondly at his spear and tried to get the words out, "Well...this belonged to my dad before he was...yeah. Pretty much all I have left of my parents, so I keep it very close. My dad was a blacksmith so he used to make weapons. Unfortunately...finding this after they were.....is what started my....crimes..."

 

Jade nodded once, and put a hoof to Axton's shoulder once again.

"I am sorry," She said, totally straight, "Your father was certainly a talented craftspony, to have created such a weapon."

 

She offered a smile beneath her hat. "I am sure that they are looking down from the Higher Plain with fondness at your new path in life."

[P-Jay 1,987]

@, 

 

violet kept her smile, although a vein bulged once. like in animes.

 

 

 

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something like this.

 

 

 

"boy...friend?" she repeated. "well...thats...good for you." she took a deep breath. "but im just here visiting your boyfriend as a friend. maybe talk, maybe fight. after all...iv known him certainly far longer then you have."

 

she opened the door, and walked in, turning her back to sleight. by now, the sun was beginning to peak out from the horizon, so it wasnt a surprise to see caliber was up, although a little groggy. 

 

"yo!" violet called out, waving as she approached. 

 

caliber had a hangover, and he wasnt all there yet. "wha...?"

[Mars Orbit 729]

 

Mars heard Nightingale and opened his mouth to talk, but Skitz quickly covered it. "Define 'A'." Skitz said with a strange expression. Mars moved Skitz' hoof from his mouth. "Just him, or maybe me to I don't really know anymore." The bunny climbed on top of Mars' head and waved.

[Vae Victis 742]

Tyra listened, above her laboured panting and gasping, as she sat down again. She hung on every word.

 

She managed a wide-eyed look of realisation upon hearing his story, and whose graves these were. She understood now.

 

He wanted to be alone with his wife and son, before continuing the fight. She managed a nod.

"Of course," She panted, swallowing some air and holding a hoof to her broken ribs, "Take as much time as you need. ...please."

 

The last part really hung on her. If she managed to overcome one more attack, she would become a legend?

A tiny sliver of adrenaline flew through her body at that thought.

Though, why a saviour...?

Lorec would eventually come to the conclusion of his march, standing before the two golden horn grave markers, and looking over them in respite. It was then that he would drop his sword, which caused a loud thud in its great weight. As if he were a tired pack mule on the verge of dehydration in the desert, Lorec would fall forward, arms limp, hitting the ground hard between the two graves.

 

Breathing slowly and heavily, he spoke not to Tyra, but to the deceased.

 

" To my son Byüln, who grew to be mighty in battle and who was my pride... And to my wife Venna, who soothed my soul and bandaged my wounds... To my fellow golden horns, who fought beside me, drank with me, and reveled in victory with me... I have finally done it with the help of the one who stands behind me... The burden of it all... It no longer weighs me down. As I am sure that you all have moved on to the never-ending conflict of yülver, so to am I now no longer chained to my past. I do not know the time or day... But I will see you all again someday. And when I do make it to the plains of the conflict... The beast of Saduaris will Do battle alongside of you once more. But until then... I beseech you all... Grant me the strength... To keep living and fighting."

 

It was then that the goldish-brown aura had returned. However, this time it was calm, flowing smoothly. Not at all the same violent maelstrom of life force energy that had been paraded earlier. And as it was, the earth began to shake slightly. All around them, the areas near the graves were stirring, most notably, the two that Lorec had fallen between...

 

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[ Kazas]

 

 

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Having been watching the fight with a knowing, calm, and collected face, Kazas was more than moderately surprised when Vera seemed to be having a spell of a terrifying dream. Reaching over to her, Kazas gently wrapped his claw around her and pulled her close, somewhat shaking her in order to make Vera come to.

 

 

" Vera! Vera! Wake up! It is only a nightmare!"

[Unicorncob 5,677]

Lorec would eventually come to the conclusion of his march, standing before the two golden horn grave markers, and looking over them in respite. It was then that he would drop his sword, which caused a loud thud in its great weight. As if he were a tired pack mule on the verge of dehydration in the desert, Lorec would fall forward, arms limp, hitting the ground hard between the two graves.

 

Breathing slowly and heavily, he spoke not to Tyra, but to the deceased.

 

" To my son Byüln, who grew to be mighty in battle and who was my pride... And to my wife Venna, who soothed my soul and bandaged my wounds... To my fellow golden horns, who fought beside me, drank with me, and reveled in victory with me... I have finally done it with the help of the one who stands behind me... The burden of it all... It no longer weighs me down. As I am sure that you all have moved on to the never-ending conflict of yülver, so to am I now no longer chained to my past. I do not know the time or day... But I will see you all again someday. And when I do make it to the plains of the conflict... The beast of Saduaris will Do battle alongside of you once more. But until then... I beseech you all... Grant me the strength... To keep living and fighting."

 

It was then that the goldish-brown aura had returned. However, this time it was calm, flowing smoothly. Not at all the same violent maelstrom of life force energy that had been paraded earlier. And as it was, the earth began to shake slightly. All around them, the areas near the graves were stirring, most notably, the two that Lorec had fallen between...

 

Tyra lowered her head, panting and gasping to try and get her breath back. She held one hoof to her fractured ribcage, and the other wiped beads of sweat off her brow. With every beat of her heart, cuts across her body stung sharp. Her bones and muscles ached, begging her to give them a rest, and there was nothing she wanted more right now.

 

But this fight wasn't over. Lorec would be back for her, for one more attack.

 

She raised her head and watched as the gold aura returned to her opponent, though seeming to be much...calmer, and more peaceful than before. Had he reached some kind of resolve?

 

She perked up as the earth began to shake again, around the gravestones. Could he be summoning the dead...?

[Fractured 2,684]

@Mars Orbit

Nightingale stopped on the building. She sat down, hooves over the front of the building, and gave a predatory grin as she saw the rabbit.

 

"Well, aren't you cute." Still smiling, she casually flicked one of her razor sharp feather sliders off of her wings and in the rabbit's direction. The slider wasn't aimed close enough to hit him, unless he panicked and backed into it. But, then again, killing rabbits wasn't her intention in the first place.

 

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Sleight Mist stood by the door, the rising sun casting a long and menacing shadow on the ground. But, she was still smiling, even as she looked at Caliber.

 

"Hey, Cal, I brought you home last night. There's some pasta in the fridge." Then, without another word, she turned around and left, walking back down the street.

[Mars Orbit 729]

The rabbit was spooked and jumped off of Mars' head and ran away. "No! Marcus come back!" Mars yelled and turned to Skitz. "Go...what the heck?" Skitz disappeared without a trace. "What are you trying to do!?" He yelled and turned to nightingale. "You could have killed him!"

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

@, @@Star Saber,

 

While runnning from his pain, shame and agony a thought occured to Night Tracer; it was late; damn near morning and he would have no where to go for the remainder of the night and the following. What would he do? He stopped by an alleyway entrance and thought. He was shivering and chilled to the bone, ponies think best in the cold or so scientists believe it stimulates the brain cells. True or not, they came through for him tonight.

 

He rushed into the darkness of what little night remained and after several minutes of galloping he approached the entrance to Applejack's bar. It was just barely opening so he figured he could wait out the remaining drunken idiots before he spoke with her.  

He creaked open the door and peered inside. There were only a few ponies and one stallion at the bar. A few less than he had anticipated.

He walked inside and a little bell rattled back and forth, addendum; making a shriller, "Ding," sound. The door closed behind him as he walked across the wooden and floor and took a seat at the opposite end of the bar as Fuse and Applejack. He didn't say a word but was hoping his extrodinarly glum expression was enough to draw her attention away from Fuse and to himself. 

Edited August 23, 2015 by Flashy Sentry

[J.R. 3,183]

Jade nodded once, and put a hoof to Axton's shoulder once again.

"I am sorry," She said, totally straight, "Your father was certainly a talented craftspony, to have created such a weapon."

 

She offered a smile beneath her hat. "I am sure that they are looking down from the Higher Plain with fondness at your new path in life."

There was something going on within Axton's mind. Something....odd. A voice in his head it seemed, "Take it. She's no good. She'll backstab you! Take it now and be done with it!"

 

The unfortunate part of Axton's curse, was a constant voice in his head telling him what and what not to do. He normally tuned it out, but in this particular instance, the voice seemed to be getting louder and louder! "Take it now! You'll never know if she's telling the truth unless you do it!"

 

"No! I won't! Ah!" he shouted out loud. "Sorry, Jade....I'm not feeling...." He tried to pass it off as a headache by holding his head, but knew that it would always seem weird. These voices were almost always in Axton's head, confusing him, and causing him to blurt out foolishness. Maybe this is the reason why he was placed in a psyche ward to begin with....?

[Unicorncob 5,677]

There was something going on within Axton's mind. Something....odd. A voice in his head it seemed, "Take it. She's no good. She'll backstab you! Take it now and be done with it!"

 

The unfortunate part of Axton's curse, was a constant voice in his head telling him what and what not to do. He normally tuned it out, but in this particular instance, the voice seemed to be getting louder and louder! "Take it now! You'll never know if she's telling the truth unless you do it!"

 

"No! I won't! Ah!" he shouted out loud. "Sorry, Jade....I'm not feeling...." He tried to pass it off as a headache by holding his head, but knew that it would always seem weird. These voices were almost always in Axton's head, confusing him, and causing him to blurt out foolishness. Maybe this is the reason why he was placed in a psyche ward to begin with....?

 

Jade's hoof jerked away from Axton's shoulder, upon seeing his discomfort. Had she done something wrong? Perhaps he did not like to be touched?

 

"I apologise," She said, walking ahead with him, "I must have crossed a line. Did I say something to offend you, or is it how I touched you?"

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

@@Star Saber,

 

Morning time had finally come and the sun would soon be rising. About nothing was up at this time; it was too damn early for any sane, non - nocturnal pony. Then again, Pinkie Pie wasn't really sane anyways. 

She creeped up to Ash and pulled out two symbols from behind her back. She stood in a ready position. She waited... and waited... and waited... then finally, 

"BOOM!"
 

The blaring noise rang thorugh the forest sending animals haywire and causing avalanches miles upon miles away. Once the noise dicipated and shriller voice broke through and cheerfuly nudged, "GOooooooooooooooD MORNING! C'mon Ashie, you got to get up so we can get a move on!" She beamed brightly as she impatiently awaited a response. 
 

[J.R. 3,183]

Jade's hoof jerked away from Axton's shoulder, upon seeing his discomfort. Had she done something wrong? Perhaps he did not like to be touched?

 

"I apologise," She said, walking ahead with him, "I must have crossed a line. Did I say something to offend you, or is it how I touched you?"

Axton tried to play it off as if nothing was wrong. He did not want to alarm Jade about anything, but the voices were still rattling in his head, "I...I'm fine. You're not a problem...I just need a drink."

 

The bar came into view, "There it is, let's go. I could definitely use a cocktail," he said as he walked towards the doors.

[Unicorncob 5,677]

Axton tried to play it off as if nothing was wrong. He did not want to alarm Jade about anything, but the voices were still rattling in his head, "I...I'm fine. You're not a problem...I just need a drink."

 

The bar came into view, "There it is, let's go. I could definitely use a cocktail," he said as he walked towards the doors.

 

"You are sure?" Jade asked, wanting to be certain she hadn't crossed a line, "I do not wish to cause any discomfort."

 

At his comment, she blinked and raised an eyebrow. She had heard of this 'cocktail' from travelling around, but had never been given a chance to see one.

"Why do you require the tail of a rooster?" She questioned, "Is it an ingredient for drinks here?"

[J.R. 3,183]

"You are sure?" Jade asked, wanting to be certain she hadn't crossed a line, "I do not wish to cause any discomfort."

 

At his comment, she blinked and raised an eyebrow. She had heard of this 'cocktail' from travelling around, but had never been given a chance to see one.

"Why do you require the tail of a rooster?" She questioned, "Is it an ingredient for drinks here?"

Axton laughed, "No, you silly filly. A cocktail is actually a type of drink they serve here. Pssh..tail of a rooster..of all the silliest things I've heard..." he trailed off.

 

@,

Axton put away his weapons in accordance with the sign, walked in, and sat down at the counter, "Over here, Jade. Take a seat."

 

[Fractured 2,684]

@Mars Orbit

Yeah, yeah she could've. Nightingale probably could've nailed that rabbit between the ears if she wanted to. But, that wasn't part of the game. Not yet.

 

"Sorry, Darling, my hoof slipped!" She looked down at the stallion and waved, still carrying that same predatory grin. "The name's Nightingale, by the way. Nice to meet ya."

 

And the rabbit too, she was sure, although he didn't exactly look the best when he left. Was it something she said?

 

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, @Star Saber

Applejack saw Night Tracer sit down at the bar, and the expression on her face concerned her immediately. She put down the glass that she was cleaning, and turned to fuse, a serious expression on her face.

 

"Sorry, I have to go help a friend. Berry Punch in the back will take care of everything you need." She pointed to a purple mare sitting at far end of the bar with grapes for a cutie mark. Then, without another word, she moved out of her chair, slipping over to the side to talk to Night Tracer.

"It's been a while since I seen you." She tried to lighten the air with some humor and a light chuckle, but it fizzled out quickly. She tilted her hat down.

 

"Hey, y'all need to talk in private?"

[Not Yellow Diamond 925]

@@Unicorncob, 

 

It was dawn and a light brown colored stallion was up bright and early. He had one hell of a day planned and he was almost ready to start. He just needed one thing. He had his ridiculous multi colored scarf, a box of choclates, a bouquet of vibrant red roses and charisma. All he needed was one thing, Ditzy. 

After a short walk with all of his items in a saddlebag, he appraoched a beaten, mohagony wooden door in the midst of the lower class side of Bangcolt. He knocked and echoed, "Ditzy doo my ravishing, darling. Are you awake?" 

@,

 

Night Tracer's wish was fulfilled. She had noticed him and even noticed something was wrong. Much better than most ponies. One thing he especially liked about AJ was she was very aware of her surroundings and cared enough about them to do something.

He looked up from staring at the counter and glanced at her before looking back down. As she asked him if he needed to talk; he simply nodded in acceptance and waited for AJ to do whatver she was going to do. 

[Unicorncob 5,677]

Axton laughed, "No, you silly filly. A cocktail is actually a type of drink they serve here. Pssh..tail of a rooster..of all the silliest things I've heard..." he trailed off.

 

@,

Axton put away his weapons in accordance with the sign, walked in, and sat down at the counter, "Over here, Jade. Take a seat."

 

 

Jade blushed bright red at Axton's reaction, glancing down at her hooves meekly.

"I apologise," She repeated, "I have never heard of such a drink before leaving home."

 

She entered the tavern with Axton, and took a seat next to him. Her hat, attached with a string around her neck, was slid off her head and onto her back, revealing her amber eyes and dry fuchsia mane.

 

 

It was dawn and a light brown colored stallion was up bright and early. He had one hell of a day planned and he was almost ready to start. He just needed one thing. He had his ridiculous multi colored scarf, a box of choclates, a bouquet of vibrant red roses and charisma. All he needed was one thing, Ditzy. 

After a short walk with all of his items in a saddlebag, he appraoched a beaten, mohagony wooden door in the midst of the lower class side of Bangcolt. He knocked and echoed, "Ditzy doo my ravishing, darling. Are you awake?" 

 

Ditzy Doo blinked slowly as she regained consciousness from a good night's sleep, considering what had happened in the night. She hoped Crash was okay.

 

Her ear flicked as she heard rapping on the door, and she quickly fixed her mane before trotting downstairs.

"I'm coming, wait up!" She called.

 

She gasped and put on a wide grin at the visitor, recognising him right away. She flew across the shop and unlocked the door, promptly throwing it open and grabbing the stallion in a tight hug.

"Hi Doc!" She squeaked, nuzzling him gently, "What brings you out here?"

[Mars Orbit 729]

 

"It's fine, accidents happen." He looked up at Nightingale. "My name is Mars. Nice to meet you to."

Just then he saw something behind her and almost laughed. Skitz had managed to get on the building and behind her. "Hi I'm Skitz!" He quickly threw a piece of butter at her "Quick it's butter!"