open Disharmonic Equestria

[dragon4111 914]

"Or can kill you," Draco said almost abit lifelessly. "Though I wondered those same broken highways alone. It hardens your mind to the dangers that are posed out here," Draco said to the mare. "To see death and the torture from mindless raiders," Draco stated with a sigh. "To know that no matter how far you go. The wasteland  is like a monster feeding on heroes til they become the thing they hunt," Draco stated.

@Ducksquack

[Valynne 2,682]

"Or can kill you," Draco said almost abit lifelessly. "Though I wondered those same broken highways alone. It hardens your mind to the dangers that are posed out here," Draco said to the mare. "To see death and the torture from mindless raiders," Draco stated with a sigh. "To know that no matter how far you go. The wasteland  is like a monster feeding on heroes til they become the thing they hunt," Draco stated.

@Ducksquack

 

*Chatterbox was taking note of everythng draco said just to make a good impression, she goes closer to Draco and tries to make a draw* 

 

wow... ponies are sad eh? sometimes is good to smile from time to time, for physical health, at least i would like to make them feel better

[Demirari 454]

"Everyone out of the vehicle, it seems like the lieutenant has allowed us in," Sergeant Traverse declared as he opened the door and unlocked the passenger doors. "Better get moving, the faster this meeting is done, the more quicker you all are in your way in searching for those chips."

 

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Three scouts moved quickly, their pace chaotic. Jumping through broken windows, they created the most difficult track they can in a short amount of time. Even a single delay in traversing through the difficult terrain could easily cost their lives. No sound was heard as they hastily jumped up from creaking stairs or as they burst through doors. They could not emit a word, not because they shouldn't, but they couldn't. 

 

In a second, the slowest scout tripped and he was no more. In a single second, the room behind them blossom in blood before collapsing upon itself, a large clean cut gutting through most of the building. His comrades, who were still alive, grimaced but continued on. Their tears fell onto their chest and left none for the floor below. 

 

The second scout misjudged and plummeted to her death, she died without a scream. The last scout saw the watchtower not far from her. If she could only just last for another three minutes. Hope soon found itself within her and was promptly crushed when she felt the air in her lungs escape. Before she could fully comprehend what was happening, she was thrown against the watchtower, her body making a thud against the wooden wall. 

 

There, across her, stood the Whisperer, the true Whisperer of Whispers. It spread its mighty wings, its horn gleaming in the dark setting. 

 

Below her, as sound returned, were the rapid movement of hooves as soldiers readied to intercept the creature. 

 

Ten blocks away were the eight. They may be able to see the creature, they may not. It mattered little, for it will greet them. 

Edited August 27, 2015 by Demirari

[dragon4111 914]

@Demirari

Draco listened to Chatterbox and said "Your naive," Draco said simply as he sighed. "I live in the wasteslands," Draco stated simply. "I know some of the tribes out here," Draco stated as he looked around. He activated the night vision in his helmet. He saw something on the horizon but what did he see.

[Demirari 454]

"Well, here we go," Gentle Secret began as she landed onto the ground in Mareington for the first time, "time to meet Lieutenant Remorse and start this adventure. Correct everypony?"

 

As Gentle Secret was getting off the vehicle, five soldiers were moving towards the Whisperer. They rushed past the vehicle, each armed with a rifle and light armor. Not even acknowledging her nor the others, the soldiers rushed through the empty streets towards the source of sounds. 

 

Five blocks away, some ponies were hunkering down in buildings and nine blocks away, the source of the fighting was intense.

[SpikusFyre 486]

As Spikus exited the vehicle he watch as the soldiers ran past the vehicle not even acknowledging it's existence. He saw the direction that they were heading and heard the sounds of violence heading from there. Another scowl crept across his face as he thought {There's something big down that way and by the sounds of it it's getting closer}. A drop of sweat began to form on his forehead as he once again drew the nozzle for his flamethrower. He finally spoke "Something's coming, and it sounds big and angry."

[Totally Ducklett 181]

@@SpikusFyre,

 

Sapphire walked out next to him. "I hear it too. Guys, get ready... I have a feeling its coming for us. These things out here can clearly think like us, so we shouldn't EVER underestimate them." She jumped at a distant round of gunshots. "Doesn't sound too good for those ponies out there..." They could all see Sapphire ready her medical gun and quickly sort her medical supplies with one hoof in her bag. "I just hope there are wounded left by the time I get to them..."

[dragon4111 914]

Draco armed himself. "We need the truck," Draco stated as he looked at the 7 other ponies. "All in favor of the truck with the heavy firepower?" Draco asked as he looked at the corporal. "I'm not asking permission ponies are in trouble," Draco stated simply as he walked back into the vehicle.

[Celestial Panzerhund 289]

Hazmat walks out of the vehicle last. He stretches his wing and listens to everypony. Watching what they were doing. Then, a couple of soldiers ran past. He watched and tried to forsee where they would go. It didn't take much to see. He aims to where he is going, slowly extends the wings of vanadium sulphrite, "I'll be back." (Get it?) And takes flight behind the other cantering solders.

 

He tries to get a good view of the thing they were after. Having no clue of he's going at, he stays at a certain height. But not high enough to where his weapons would be put out of range.

[Totally Ducklett 181]

@,

 

Sapphire watched him fly off, then nodded. "I'm going too. There might be ponies that need my help." She said, before galloping after Hazmat. Once she got a speed, she spread her wings and took flight, using a convenient air current to swiftly catch up to him. "I'm coming too. If anypony needs help, I need you to keep whatever we're fighting off my back for a little, okay?"

[SpikusFyre 486]

"You two are crazy! You're going to get yourselves killed!" Spikus yelled out after Sapphire and Hazmat. He stood contemplating what to do next and said "Ah screw it!" His wings spread and he flew after them weapon drawn. {Well at least if I die it'll be in battle and not in some shelter.} he sarcastically thought to himself. 

Edited August 28, 2015 by SpikusFyre

[dragon4111 914]

Draco sighed and said "Well that just happened," Draco said as he looked to the vehicle. Draco raced into it quickly. "Damn it," Draco muttered to himself. "Off they go," Draco stated as he looked at the rest of the other ponies. "Well get into the truck and somepony man the gun while I drive," Draco said.

[Demirari 454]

"Look," Sergeant Traverse started as he moved Draco out of the driver's seat, "I know ya'll want to help, and we'll go along. But," he raised a single hoof, "no one touches Rose and they, especially, do not drive her. Corporal Steer get on and start the turret."

 

Corporal Steer climbed onto the the passenger seat and did some test procedures as the vehicle reversed out of the dead-end and slowly started moving forward. Making sure not to trap itself with the difficult terrain, the vehicle made its way towards the fighting.

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Gentle Secret looked around before sighing, "Well, there goes most of our team." Checking her magic rifle for any defects, she turned towards the remaining ponies that haven't rushed towards where the action was, "well, I don't know about you ponies, but I'm going to help our team. Can't have them dying due to heroic fantasies can we?" With that, Gentle Secret made her way towards the fighting, by climbing onto the roof-top and making her way there. 

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@,@, @@SpikusFyre,

 

The battle wasn't what one could call an average fight. It was more of shoot and run as the soldiers tried to penetrate through the thick defenses of the pony in the middle. Tall and slender while rippling with muscles underneath, the pony sported both a wing and a horn. An alicorn stood in the center, watching as ponies inferior to it try to remove it. As each bullet sped towards the alicorn, they were deflected by a grand shield when they approached one millimeter away from the alicorn's fur.

 

The soldiers knew, of course, that their assault was futile. Their goal was not of trying to bring the creature down, but to stall it as long as possible. For how long, that is the question that lingers in each mind. In an instant, the Whisperer could start returning fire and they would surely not survive.

 

A sudden burst of air greeted the field as a large bullet smashed into the shield and cracked it before dropping. That was the moment the alicorn decided to return the pleasure. Large gusts of air soon filled the air as buildings began to fall. Each fell with many precise and long slices cutting the great buildings into many deadly parts. At each strike, a soldier died, being bisected or cut to pieces without a warning.

 

What was a strange fight soon started to turn into a bloodbath.  

[Totally Ducklett 181]

@@Demirari,

 

Sapphire watched in silent agony as the creature essentially ripped ponies apart. Agony because, of course, she was powerless to save ponies that this monster killed in one quick gust. She stared for a second, before realizing the danger. "I think our best hope is to distract this thing so somepony can get a few good shots on it... this strategy clearly isn't working..." She desperately looked around for any wounded, anypony who had a chance to come out of this and perhaps not die so horribly.

[Celestial Panzerhund 289]

Hazmat watched the scene play out. The soldiers shorting seemed inevitable as the creature looked to have a bit of fun from it. He had to try it... maybe he was going to regret it, but without mistakes, how can you learn?

 

He flies vertically above it, makes his weapons barrel flop straight down as he sets off a modestly large dose of plutonium. He would try the gas first, but that spreads a little too much as plutonium acts more like a liquid.if that didn't work, something very idiotic will be done.

[FractalMoon 378]

End Game follows after the ponies who flocked to the shooting, not knowing what exactly to make of the situation yet. When he sees the alicorn he winces, "That's... Not possible..." he says to himself, inaudible over the sound of the gunshots before he watches Hazmat fly in on his own.

 

Deciding the only thing that could be done is to try and support his new-found comrade, End Game finds a piece of cover and starts firing at the Alicorn, trying to distract it before he gets to the ace up his sleeve, the single blackout round he had covertly slipped into the middle of his magazine.

[Demirari 454]

The Whisperer leaped to the side with a burst of air, dodging most of the liquid plutonium. The liquids that managed to hit it caused instability of its shields, dropping it dangerously low. Sensing its defenses failing, the Whisperer did a quick teleportation to a collapsed rooftop. Opening its mouth, the Whisperer emitted a horrific sound that caused several soldiers to collapse in sheer agony, allowing it to catch its breath.

 

The bullets that managed to penetrate the weaken shields and into its flesh only angered it as it glared at any remaining ponies, especially at Hazmat and End Game. Preparing a stance, the Whisperer gathered large amounts of disharmonic energy and corrupted the corpses of any soldiers and formed horrendous creations that seemed frail but still strong enough to kill. Without a single second left to spare, the creations began crawling or limbering towards what were once their allies.

 

Using this moment of confusion, the Whisperer then proceeded to create a dome of pure dense magic as it began healing its wounds and restoring its shields. 

 

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Gentle Secret did a quick and easily teleportation onto a rooftop that was previously inaccessible due to a collapsed staircase. Taking a quick breather, Gentle Secret looked down before grimacing. What was happening down there did not look good. 

 

Levitating her rifle, she adjusted the ranges and peered downwards. She may not be a sharpshooter, but she can certainly shoot well enough at these distances. Concentrating, Gentle Secret fired once, scoring a side-hit against one of the reanimated corpses, causing it to stumble before slowly getting back up. Growling at that, Gentle Secret infused the next shot with more denser magic and fired again, this time hitting the target at the head and causing the flesh to fall apart, due to the disharmonic energy being disrupted. 

 

If one was able to intelligent enough, one can conclude that magic or some form of energy would be effective considering that bullets are either failing or taking much longer against the corpses. Though head-shots also worked, even better than using magic at times.

Edited August 28, 2015 by Demirari

[SpikusFyre 486]

"Are you freaking serious?! We have to deal with reanimation!" Spikus bellowed. He then began to dive through the air, flamethrower at the ready, towards the shambling corpses. A torrent of flame erupted from the mouth of the weapon as he swooped over the undead masses. He wasn't sure if it would even work but thought that it might distract them long enough for others to take them out.

[FractalMoon 378]

End Game ejects the blackout round and slips it into his bag for later, then looks forward to the target rich environment of corpses shambling toward him, "Once we're done with the soldiers keep anything magical you have away from the magical bastard!" he shouts, hoping people can still hear him as he rests the rifle against the chunk of fallen building he's using as cover.

 

For a sharpshooter like End Game, this is his ideal situation. He slowly slips into an almost trance during the carnage, aiming each round toward the head and letting the laws of physics do the rest. Instead of the armor piercing rounds he had used against the Whisperer's shield, he begins to fire hollow points to try and rip apart the skulls of the creatures in front of hin

[Birdy the Phoenix 70]

Silver Shine whips out her battle axe and stares at the creatures.

"I have been quiet for too long. It's time for me to do something. This may not work, but I have to try..." she says, being the first words out of her mouth since before they left.

She charges forward into the creatures, whipping her battle axe around with amazing skill. 

[Demirari 454]

@@SpikusFyre,@@FractalMoon, @@Birdy the Phoenix,

 

The flames managed to slow the creatures down by a noticeable amount, the heat hammering at the strings of disharmonic energy. This allowed for Silver Shine to be far more effective than what she could be against the corpses that had catch on fire. However, the smell of burning flesh soon rose into the air and began spreading. 

 

There were very few corpses that were shambling towards End Game, as most were being handled by Silver Shine, the soldiers, or were being slowed down. However, some rubber to the right of him began to shake as a couple of corpses climbed out. Their cracked skulls and broken bodies twisted back into shape forcefully with some sharp broken bones protruding out of the flesh. They growled as they moved forward towards him. 

 

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Turning the corner, the vehicle popped into view of the fighting. Immediately, its HMG turret started opening fire at the corpses. Compared to the smaller caliber that were being used, the .50 caliber rounds were tearing into the corpses with great efficiency. The sudden overwhelming firepower was cut short as the vehicle reversed backwards as the Whisper focused its attention at the armored vehicle. It was a timing that was worth gold as the ground before the vehicle soon bore a large thin slash. 

 

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The scout that was thrown at the watchtower, Aster Luck, groaned as she woke up. Grimacing at the pain, she crawled to the edge of the roof and peered down before quickly looking away. Her breathing chaotic, she injected herself with a minor medical reliever before throwing away the empty syringe. Feeling far better than previously, Aster Luck shakily got up on the dirtied rooftop and limped towards the watchtower. 

 

She could faintly see the iconic barrel of the 14mm rifle that was pointing upwards, signifying that there was no pony manning the large rifle. 

[dragon4111 914]

Draco saw the rifle and jumped out of the vehicle. He grimaced from the pain. He ran up the tower quickly. He saw a mare. He whispered "you okay miss?" he looked at her wounds. "Hmm afew broken bones," Draco muttered. He eyed the rifle. It looked to be in fine shape so why didn't any pony fire it?.

[Celestial Panzerhund 289]

After seeing the corpses reanimate (which disgusted him greatly) and seeing the team do their part to stop the horde. A few options ramg out in his mind.

1: Why the hell are we fighting the dead? They look slow. Just leave them. Don't waste ammo.

2: Waste ammo, swoop down, and set them to corrod to nothing.

They probably won't listen to just leaving so... Option 2 its is.

Hazmat clicks his 2nd weapon to activation. Since these husks don't seem as bad as the other creature they faced, he decides to swoop down and unleash a mass of dense sickly grey looking cloud of hydrogen, chloric acid, and silver nitrate. Flying low enough to get the creature, but not high enough so it can spread easily to others, mostly aiming towards the heart of the crowd of corpses.

[FractalMoon 378]

End Game takes the distraction offered by the APC to move to another position, preparing to fire again as his rifle clicks empty. He quickly loads another magazine of armor piercing rounds and returns to pestering the Whisperer, taking careful shots at the perceived weaknesses in the shields in order to keep it off of Hazmat . In case desperate measures are called for he keeps a blackout round at the ready, not sure whether to use or save it right now.

[Demirari 454]

The Whisperer watched as its creations died before forming a pony-like smile. Its wings flared into their greatest breadth as the wind around the area began to pick up. In shards of many did the grand shield suddenly blow itself into. They fired in many directions, hitting buildings and flesh alike before dispersing into the world itself. The Whisperer was now seemingly exposed, though that was a foolishly thought as it began to clear each building one by one, causing them to collapse diagonally. 

 

The eight were now all but trapped in a decently sized prison that offered no escape unless they wished to expose their sides to the Whisperer. Sergeant Traverse and Corporal Steer were both isolated from helping the group, being busy getting out of the way of the collapsing buildings. 

 

"I..." it began to speak, its voice raspy, "am most curious on you all surviving so long. That... matters not for you all will die."

 

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Gentle Secret, feeling the building started to tilt, jumped down from the window. Activating what would be her most powerful teleportation as of yet, she teleported herself at the last second. She fell only a mere two feet onto safety of a pile of debris, groaning as she got up shakily. She, too, was trapped within the makeshift prison the Whisperer has constructed. 

 

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"There," Aster Star bit her lower lip as a sudden shock of pain raced through her body, "should be a sniper manning the rifle. Careful." With that, she leaned herself against the wooden wall of the tower before sliding down. If it weren't for the soft breathing, one would easily mistaken her for the dead.