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

[Unicorncob 5,694]

Mni stood up tall and opened his jaw wide, taking advantage of Jade being on the defensive. Dozens of hair-thin strands of white silk started to snake out of his open mouth and waved freely in the wind like a broken spider web. Each strand continued to grow until they were each about thirty feet long.

 

Jade blinked as Mni began shooting strands of what looked like spider web out of his mouth. She had no idea what it was, but she had a feeling she didn't want to be too close to it.

 

She started backing up, hopping and somersaulting away from the webbing.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Jade blinked as Mni began shooting strands of what looked like spider web out of his mouth. She had no idea what it was, but she had a feeling she didn't want to be too close to it.

 

She started backing up, hopping and somersaulting away from the webbing.

(You know you can probably use your sword at this point .3.)

 

Choosing to back away instead of advancing was probably a good idea, but it also gave Mni time to finish what he'd started. He hooked the base of the threads with his fetlock and pulled them out of his mouth. The individual strands then fused together into a single, thick rope that seemed to move freely through the air instead of going limp. "Consider this a compliment. I never use my own techniques if I don't have to! This is my Psychic Silk Thread!"

 

He cracked the strange rope at her like a whip that tried to wrap around her with a mind of its own.

[Unicorncob 5,694]

Choosing to back away instead of advancing was probably a good idea, but it also gave Mni time to finish what he'd started. He hooked the base of the threads with his fetlock and pulled them out of his mouth. The individual strands then fused together into a single, thick rope that seemed to move freely through the air instead of going limp. "Consider this a compliment. I never use my own techniques if I don't have to! This is my Psychic Silk Thread!"

 

He cracked the strange rope at her like a whip that tried to wrap around her with a mind of its own.

 

Jade watched as Mni prepared what he'd called his 'Psychic Silk Thread'. It appeared to be some kind of whip with a mind of its own.

 

She narrowed her eyes and used her wing to draw her sword, holding it in her wingtips. As the whip neared her, she swung herself around in attempt to cut it off as it wrapped around her.

[Fractured 2,684]

@J.R.

Ivory watched as Ice Blizzard bounced off the shield once again, with another heavy shot. This time, her whole shield rippled across the surface, bending from the force of the impact. Which meant that she didn't have much time left until it faded, or even another hit to take like that one. She needed to make this quick.

 

Pulling a similar trick as before, she bent the energy in the air outside herself and Ice Blizzard into a sphere, and drew inward. Dirt, rocks, and other similar objects were pulled along, along with everything else inside the radius, as they were all  pulled forward, directly towards the shield, and the energy columns. Once there, they would slam against them with an initial massive force, and then a crushing pressure, as she built more energy on top of it. At the very least, greatly limiting movement of whatever happened to be outside. At worst, threatening total compaction, as the force would soon stretch to beyond what even rocks and stone could survive in a solid form.

 

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Celestia paused. Commonplace to other ponies, but to her, very bizarre, as it was something that she rarely did, or ever had to do. Only two circumstances in her life ever being sufficient to cause it, in fact. One, her being shocked beyond words, which gradually began to grow less and less common over thousands of years of walking Equis, and other planes. Or when she truly didn't know something. As was the case now.

 

She let out a sigh. This was one of the problems she had discovered very early on in her planning; best to get it over with now. "I am not sure. Luna may have walked your dreams, and forgiven you, and I am willing to at least offer the chance, but neither of us have been hurt so personally by you as was Cadence." She skipped over the details; she didn't think Chrysalis needed to be reminded. "There are no ways around this; I hold no control over the actions of the Crystal Empire, so I cannot force jurisdiction over there, even if I had a need to." A fact which was partially untrue; she had ways of getting around practically everything, even if at a cost. But Chrysalis didn't need to know that. "Which leaves only the option of seeing my niece. Somehow, you'll have to convince her of your change, and of how much you need this."

-snip-

 

[Hazard Time 1,127]

@,

 

He'd been doing this for centuries. A noble, desperate or ambitious enough to work with him and his undead...

 

Although, it entertained him expressively that she couldn't stomach Mockingbird. Now, few could, but this one in particular entertained him with her general haughtiness. He chuckled to himself for a bit as he finished, before he patted her on the side, underneath one of her wings. "Alright, my dear, everything's ready. Why don't you take off for a while and explore the new city from the air? I've got to talk business with the pretty lady."

 

Business, business, pretty business... business as usual! Hehehehehe...

 

"Yes, father," she replied as simply as before before taking off, quickly becoming little more than a speck in the sky.

 

The lich sighed momentarily before turning back to her. "My masterpiece, you know? A miracle of magic. She's actually sentient; think of my surprise when the monstrosity I made from ancient texts to guard my secrets starts talking with all the innocence of a child! Yes... surprise is an understatement. But I assumed from your posture you aren't particularly fond of the ancient and noble arts of necromancy." He sighed slightly.

 

"Anyways, I am known as Tsor'Ekoh, and I would be more than happy to assist you in finding this ruffian Madame... ah... Madame Clout. He made his way up to the roof, where he proceeded to supposively teleport away. Let us start our investigation there. Magic tends to leave traces, after all." He opened his residence- which was, although a bit cooler than usual, was still almost prestigiously clean, before leading her up through the hallways and into the attic- where a variety of chemicals were bubbling in a corner, with a small, unidentifiable being was slowly cleaning the mess, seemingly feeding the glass shards to the acidic mess before mopping up the chemical. It looked like the recovery of a blast zone- which it certainly was. Popping open a nearby hatch, he made his way through it before examining the frost covered tiles. "We were running this way, when... ah, hello there. Perhaps you could assist us in hunting down this hooligan. I noted that you were chasing him earlier."

 

((@@J.R.))

 

"You are correct in that regard.  I cannot argue that your...masterpiece is unnerving, though necromancy is not my forte.  However, can one not agree that the arts of death and blood magic are compatible?"

 

Having conquered her earlier unease, she now readily stood beside and conversed with the lich.  Carnelian had no reason to fear him any longer, not when he genuinely appeared to be willing to cooperate.  "Call my trade what you will: aimaturge, sanguimancer, preferably the former.  I am no stranger to the unnatural, I simply find it distasteful."  

 

The baroness haughtily tossed her hair over her other shoulder, walking now with necromancer.  "An interesting name.  I do not recognize it as any Equestrian tongue, but you are free to tell me all about your travels later.  The two of us have a hooligan to catch."

[J.R. 3,183]

@@Fractured,

Ice could tell he was being forcefully pulled. This would mean he was gonna be slammed into her shield. Something like this seemed inevitable, unless....advantageous points. With the realization that he was being taken for a ride towards the shield, he figured why not use it? There were still bits of ice surrounding both of his arms, so from there, he tacked spikes onto it to make them both like giant spiked clubs of ice backed by the weight of his next attack. He wound up a punch, spinning his right hoof around like a fan rotor, until he would strike, letting the flow of his arm slam into the shield with a punch that could normally bust through iron. ​"Pow!" Not to mention backed by the addition of ice spikes on his arm for a club. Now sure, he knew he would likely break his whole arm with this move due to the pull, but better to have that one part of his body taken the shock and double-edge-sword the situation.

@,

The entire time, Axton had been slowly keeping track of Raze's movements. After a while, he would eventually appear behind Raze. But instead of attack him, the soul hunter simply spoke to him in a calm, casual, nonchalant manner. ​"Sup. You feel lucky today, eh?"

[Fractured 2,684]

@J.R.

"Uhh..." Ivory Star blinked twice, at the weapon of mass destruction headed for her, poised to strike. She barely had time to move to the farthest edge of the shield, before it punched clean through, still striking her in the right shoulder on the way through. She heard the distinct sound of something shatter, as she was thrown off heavily to the side, spinning as she went. She came to a stop on the ground, some distance away.

 

"...Ah..." She hissed with pain, as she rolled to sit, picking up one foreleg with another one. Yep... definitely broken. Probably shattered, really. And accompanied by no small amount of agony. But, how important was this match to her, she considered? As she once again closed a group of energy panels on Ice Blizzard, like a clear cube closing in to smash him from multiple directions, she figured she had her answer.

[P-Jay 1,987]

@Tacoma

 

Rune wondered how he got here. It happened a bit too fast for his tastes, having met up with Twilight after so long, they got to talking about how they'd improved, and...

 

Well.

 

Now they were walking into Canterlot Garden, Rune's book, scarf, and foreleg glowing faintly white, almost invisible in the sun's glare...

 

"...Remind me why we're so curious about each other's magic so much, that we're willing to risk pain over learning about said magic styles?" He asked, knowing full-well what the answer was, almost ignoring Twilight, as he walked to inspect the Discord stature replica. It looked just as it did, when he took a trip here, so long ago...

Edited June 23, 2016 by P-Jay

[Jack Baker 698]

@J.R.

Raze didn't flinch when he heard the voice behind him, yet he didn't know whether it was because of shock or the lack of intimidation coming from this new character. He sighed.

 

"Come to arrest me or something?" he asked, not turning around. "You another one of that greedy aristocrat's pets?"

[J.R. 3,183]

@@Fractured,

Ice realized his attack had connected, but from there he noticed that he would begin to become ensnared within the tube-like structure. He knew that his ice attacks were starting to run thin, so he had to keep up the pressure. He had to admit, though, he was slowly beginning to grow tired, but ironically had some fire left in him. ​"Hyah!" With a quick spin, he spun around on the ground with a breakdance-style kick to hopefully break through.

@J.R.
Raze didn't flinch when he heard the voice behind him, yet he didn't know whether it was because of shock or the lack of intimidation coming from this new character. He sighed.

"Come to arrest me or something?" he asked, not turning around. "You another one of that greedy aristocrat's pets?"

 

Axton shrugged. "Not really, and no. In fact you could call me a...vigilante of sorts." ​he chuckled, walking up to be beside him.  His entire face lit up with flames. ​"They're comin' for you, boy. I hope you like the idea of prison. Unless of course you just give those pieces back...and maybe you can avoid....anything worse..."

[Jack Baker 698]

@J.R.

Raze scoffed. "She'll just get another one," he said to him. "Hell, she's probably already done just that. That's the way people like her are. You break something valuable of theirs, and they get all pissy about it. Then the next day, they replace it, but they still wanna make it a big deal to the person that broke it. 'Wah, you broke my diamond brooch! Waaah, you destroyed my ruby earrings! Waaah, you cut my silver crown in half!!!'" He took the silver crown pieces and threw them into the portal, their destination unknown.

 

"There. Out of my hands now. I didn't even want the crown, it reeks of corruption and lies."

Edited June 23, 2016 by The Sad Manikin Mask

[J.R. 3,183]

@,

Axton simply watched as Raze threw the crown pieces away. Big mistake. The soul hunter's voice became distorted and devilish. ​" ​That was a very big mistake, good sir. It is not about who is rich and who is poor. At the end of the day, you still stole something that wasn't yours...you could potentially be fined up to thrice of what you had so carelessly thrown away. And to top it all off, you're not even a real thief. You simply threw those away. A smart criminal would have at least broken it down and sold it by now. But no...instead you wish to make a name for yourself by being foolish and stealing from a royal guard and a prestigious individual."

 

He walked towards Raze with his gaze still fiery, ​" ​You have two options: Either present yourself before the court and accept your punishments....or deal with me."

[Jack Baker 698]

@J.R.

Raze stood up. "Do I look like I care? I'm a wanderer, if I make trouble, I can disappear. The law doesn't intimidate me; hell, at some point in my life I was the law. But that doesn't matter to me anymore... I play by my own rules now. My own code."

 

He adjusted his katana. "Go ahead. Try and arrest me. I never was liked by the Royal Guard anyway."

 

As he was talking, he began to communicate with Agririon once more.

 

Ag, someone's followed me here. Some guy who thinks he's hot shit, or something, he tried to project to Agririon. Not saying you have to come, just thought I'd let you know. Don't know if Mortus is supposed to be secret or anything, but that's been compromised now...

 

He dropped his saddlebags, then looked to see that the bag of tea leaves he had received from Agririon's friend were laying next to him. He sighed, and quickly picked them up.

 

"And to think I was actually gonna brew this later..." he said. "Oh well, that'll wait." He turned around and assumed a ready stance, a hoof hovering over the katana handle.

 

Edited June 23, 2016 by The Sad Manikin Mask

[J.R. 3,183]

@,

Axton slowly began to realize something. This pony was not worth the time or the effort. That mare's priceless item had been taken, and he's wasting time with this...joker. No. This wasn't the way to go about this. His head slowly lost its flame and returned to normal. ​"With that mentality...there's no point in arresting you. If you don't care, then there's zero point to it. You're not worth the dirt we walk under. And you honestly have the balls to try and toss it all away? No....I don't entertain petty bullshit. Or common thieves with one track minds..." ​The reaper turned away, ​"Whether the lady's crown is more important...one thing's for sure...you aren't. What you do will be undone..." He would walk away from Raze, and back towards the city.

[Fractured 2,684]

@J.R.

Not this time, Ivory Star thought, as she saw the attack commencing. She had been learning, and adapting. When the blows came, she didn't fight them with power; instead, she simply let the walls move with the force, bending backwards from Ice Blizzard's attacks, but never quite yielding, and always advancing. They crawled up and over as they tightened, and in seconds, they covered him; a solid clear stretchy cocoon, with Ice Blizzard caught in the middle.

[J.R. 3,183]

@@Fractured,

This wasn't good. Ice felt the mass overcome him as she seemingly managed to counter it. However, this did little to stop him. Even as he was becoming ensnared, Ice closed his eyes. This fight was surely not something he had expected at all. Now he wished he had kept up his guard more, but he couldn't focus on how he messed up. Instead, he focused on how to push through. All of his senses to the outside world started to drift away...

 

Everything started to slow down within him as he began channeling another set of energy....one that he had never used before and only recently had been able to tap into. As the cocoon started to trap him....it would look and feel as if something was building. Something big....and something strong...

[Fractured 2,684]

@J.R.

A suitable enough distance away to see, Ivory Star watched as Ice Blizzard began to slow down inside the cocoon. But, he hadn't tapped out yet, which meant... crap. Something big was coming. Something that she probably didn't want to stick around, and get caught in the radius of. So, only stopping to alter the frequency on the shield around Ice Blizzard, setting it to vibrate once again, and conjuring a similar shield around herself, she used a panel to float herself upward, hopefully out of harm's way. Walking with a shattered leg certainly wasn't an option, after all, so this would be the best it got.

[J.R. 3,183]

@@Fractured,

Silence...utter silence. Calmness...peace....and everything that was chill. Ice was seemingly in near perfect sync with the world around him, and the energy within him. ​​"My ancestors....it's time."

 

​​A massive jolt would rattle the entire arena. Something even Ivory would be able to feel as she moved away. All the sudden, she could see him struggling to break out of the cocoon with an animalistic aura surrounding him. If she looked closely...she could see that the aura around his body was...a lizard of some kind...with wings! His ancestors had given him access to 100% of their power, allowing him to go all out with nothing holding him back. Along with this, he had gained an aura to fuel his strength in order to break out--it was of the ice dragon...

[Jack Baker 698]

@J.R.

"Whatever you say, Ghost Rider wannabe!" Raze hollered to the stranger with a mocking grin. "Like, seriously, I thought you were gonna use the Penance Stare on me or something. Also, very original, trying to play the cool, judgemental guy. You're probably like the 300th person I've seen trying to pull off that look."

 

He waited until he had left, then turned to the portal, shaking his head.

 

"What a gullible fool," he said to himself. "He honestly thought I'd throw the pieces into a portal all willy-nilly?"

 

Unbeknownst to the Ghost Rider wannabe, Raze had actually thought of a place in his head before throwing the pieces into the portal, and he begun to re-think of that same exact place before heading in himself...

 

Right back in the Bangcolt arena infirmary room he was once in, with the pieces sitting on the bed. He took the pieces, put them in his bag, and headed out slowly, looking for anyone that might be looking for him as well.

 

It was then that he realized that there were two more people in the room with him, both hospitalized... and awake in full body casts.

 

 

"Uh..." Raze said, looking around. "Hi there. Don't mind me, I, uh... made a wrong turn."

 

@bronislav84 @P-Jay

Edited June 23, 2016 by The Sad Manikin Mask

[J.R. 3,183]

@@Literally Snails,

As he went above the treeline, he would be able to see numerous amounts of trees cut down within the woods. This wasn't any normal lumberjack's work either. A very large portion of the trees were gone and just there with stumps. It was as if Snowstorm was brought here...

[P-Jay 1,987]

It was then that he realized that there were two more people in the room with him, both hospitalized... and awake in full body casts.

 

 

"Uh..." Raze said, looking around. "Hi there. Don't mind me, I, uh... made a wrong turn."

 

The stallion cast Raze an annoyed expression. Or, at least, tried to, with the cast covering some of his face, and muzzle.

 

He had few things near his bedside--a sheathed straight katana, which rested against his bed, and a grey cape, draped near the foot of his bed in a rather flashy fashion. A saddle, likely containing whatever other possessions he owned, was near the sword.

 

He spoke, with an irritated tone. "...I hate liars. You had business in this room, and you damn well know it..."

[Jack Baker 698]

@P-Jay

 

"So what if I did?" Raze responded back. "That's my business, not yours. Stay away from the things you don't know, you'll be better off in the long run."

 

He looked at the things near the stallion's bed. For some reason, he had a feeling he'd just break out of the full body cast and attack him like an asshole, but he disregarded the thought. For now, though, he looked out the door. Nobody. He looked back at the room, and sat down on an empty bed, thinking what he should do.

[J.R. 3,183]

​The ninja pony Karas was flying down the streets of Bangcolt above the building line. It had a new objective: Escort a high profile individual from the train station, and into the city with no complications. Who was this high level individual? Well that was yet to be seen, as the ninja had to make its way down to the station to receive the next half of its objective.
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​A pale cream colt was walking down the streets towards the mall carrying a duffel bag. His face was somewhat familiar, as there were many billboards, and newspapers around town with his face on them. There were also several shops and stores around town selling his merchandise. Bats, balls, gloves, shirts, hats, mugs, lunch boxes, cereal, shoes, stickers, cards, energy drinks, you name it. He sells it. Or rather--its his face that sells it. The company he works for takes pictures of him to put on his merch, and he makes a pretty penny. Needless to say, he was quite famous. Who was he? The Batter Boy.

​With no time to waste, he made his way into the mall to prepare for his next photoshoot.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Jade watched as Mni prepared what he'd called his 'Psychic Silk Thread'. It appeared to be some kind of whip with a mind of its own.

 

She narrowed her eyes and used her wing to draw her sword, holding it in her wingtips. As the whip neared her, she swung herself around in attempt to cut it off as it wrapped around her.

Attempting to cut the thread felt like she was striking against solid stone. The sword was deflected off of it before the thread wrapped around her waste.

 

"Still just a regular sword, I see. That thread is tied to my demonic energy. Good luck trying to break it with that butter knife!" Mni taunted as he pulled on the base of the rope, making it tighten.

@@Literally Snails,

As he went above the treeline, he would be able to see numerous amounts of trees cut down within the woods. This wasn't any normal lumberjack's work either. A very large portion of the trees were gone and just there with stumps. It was as if Snowstorm was brought here...

Snowstorm stayed hovering in the air for a few moments, observing the scene, before he returned his blade to its sheath and hovered down to calmly land ontop of one of the empty stumps.

 

"You wanted me to see this." He stated surely, his voice slightly echoing. "Why?"

[Fractured 2,684]

@J.R.

Ivory Star let out a marked sigh, as she saw the dragon began to build inside the cocoon. She dropped the shield surrounding Ice Blizzard, though she kept her own. She doubt it would hold anyways, so she could at least save herself some energy.

 

It wasn't fair. Well, maybe it was, she thought, as she prepared herself for Ice Blizzard's next attack. It was her existence here that wasn't fair, the original sin. She had cheated, and now she needed to play by the rules set out for her. Which meant, in this case...

 

She let out a sigh, and looked down. At least forty feet up. Would probably cost her her second shoulder, if she did it wrong. But could she...?