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OOC: https://mlpforums.com/topic/141968-aces-in-exile-bootcamp-sign-ups-closed/

 

Thunder Wing gazed down on 5 graves, each grave had an equestrian eclipse medal. The greatest prize the princesses can give. Suddenly Flashbacks of the war went through his head.
 


Flashback 

"Retreat! They are too many!" Shouted a voice through the radio, Thunder wing pressed down the button of the radio and answered "I'll be right there comrade, you need to perform a nose dive to get out of there alive!" Shouted Thunder. There was a pause, until the stallions voice came through the radio again, he was crying. "No, i'm sorry, but you have to get out of here alive lad" At first Thunderwing was confused, but then everything clicked "N-no, DON'T DO IT" Shouted Thunder desperatly, but his pleading was ignored "It has been a good 10 years of service lad, but it must come to an end"  Said the stallion, his voice sounding happy. Thunder looked out his window, and saw his comrade turn around and fly straight for the mother plane "FOR MOTHER EQUESTRIA!!" Shouted the stallion, as he went full speed into the giant airplane, which resulted in an explosion that blew up the cockpit of the aiplane and it went crashing. Thunder wing slammed his hood down in frustration "NO IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ME FOR FUCKS SAKE" Shouted Thunder, now crying. He looked down at a picture of his squad mates "Goodbye Cloud Slicer, may your soul be at peace in the afterlife" Muttered Thunder as he flew full speed back. He had an empty look in his face I'm the last one Thought Thunder as he neared the equestrian borders...
 


Present

Thunder shook his head, as a tear escaped his eye. He looked at the fountain nearby, and gazed at his reflection. A worn looking stallion, with a golden coat and a brown mane met his eyes. His wing was missing a lot of feathers, and he was missing a tail. He let out a sigh, and proceeded to the training grounds, a truck would arrive in 20 minutes with ponies for him to train.
 

In the truck

The driver looked at the criminals seated in the backseat "I hope that you have eaten the best meal of your life before this, because it will probably be your last for a good while" Said the drivers, as they went over some mountains

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Audacia glanced at the driver, And shortly after let out a frustrated sigh keeping to her meek mood. She thought back to her last meal, Which consisted of a few bottles of rum. Captain Audacia the brave, Caught by some dense soldiers, Pfft... She was beginning to get restless and inspected her fellow criminals whilst repeatedly tapping her hoof against the cold floor. Her most valuable possessions had already been taken from her, Her crew, Boat, Weapon... She was ready to die if that was the punishment Equestrian saw fit for her. What a lousy life it's been, Didn't even get to finish me drink... She wasn't very appreciative of the bumpy road, Her last trip wouldn't even be on her ship, And now it was just plainly annoying. "Oy, Are we there soon? Already tired of dry land, Can we just get this shit over with?​" She exclaimed in an irritated manner.

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The truck rattled as we left the main road and drove on to a worn country road nearing our fate. "Have you seen the fighting over Equestria yet? I am in no shape or form to even think about flying, nevermind taking another ponies life..." I commented looking back at the heavily forested peak as various wolfs looked on curiously before resuming their hunt for food. "I just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time and now I am essentially given a death sentence just for association. I don't belong here!" I just closed my eyes now waiting for the inevitable to begin finding no peace of mind anywhere for the moment. It was all I could do just to attempt to maintain some sense of control. 

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"I hope that you have eaten the best meal of your life before this, because it will probably be your last for a good while."
 

 

Shady Deal grimaced but didn't rise to the taunts. His stomach lurched as the truck bounced over a lump in the road and he grimaced as he thudded back down onto the hard wooden bench. His last meal had been an unidentifiable bowl of green slop pushed through the door of his cell, hardly the haute cuisine he was used to, and the distinctly uncomfortable ride had left him feeling somewhat queasy.

 

 

 

"I just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time and now I am essentially given a death sentence just for association. I don't belong here!"

 

"Do you think they care? Do you think we care?" Shady growled, "You'll just have to lump it - unless you fancy your chances with that cliff face," he gestured to the sheer drop down the mountainside, "You'd get to choose whether you fall to your death or they shoot you and then you fall to your death." One of the guards coaxed a metallic noise out of their rifle and looked at Shady pointedly, who shut up.


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Bass Cannon glanced at each of the ponies that were also in the truck, including the driver and front passenger, who was an armed guard. Her eyes fell upon the windshield for a moment, catching a reflection of her in the mirror. Her hair, which was normally long and free-flowing, was tied up into short pony-tails, so it wasn't in the way in case there was an opening for her to escape. The green stripes on her coat glowed faintly, making the back of the truck a dim hue of green. Bass Cannon looked at her wings, which were tied shut, and against her body, so she wouldn't fly away. She looked out the back of the truck, speculating in her mind on how far she could get if she tried to run for it. Although she would escape the guards and anyone who dried searching for her, she would eventually freeze to death, if not die of starvation.
Bass Cannon sighed, thinking of why she was thrown in prison to begin with. It's actually a bit funny, which is why most ponies chuckle during and/or after she tells the tale. But the other ponies in the truck didn't seem like they wanted to be disturbed, so she kept to herself.

 


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"Calm yourself pirate lady, i'm just a mere driver and to answer your question we are at our destination right about... Now" Said the driver. He parked the truck, and 8 soldiers aproached them. The prisoners where thrown out the car, and Thunder wing aproached them. At first he looked like a gentle stallion, with a soft smile, untill  "GET UP YOU BLOODY WANKERS" Shouted Thunder

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Moments after being unceremoniously dumped out the back hatch feeling like somepony's used plaything, I barely had time to reorient myself before an midaged stallion yelled at us

 

 

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"Calm yourself pirate lady, i'm just a mere driver and to answer your question we are at our destination right about... Now" Said the driver. He parked the truck, and 8 soldiers aproached them. The prisoners where thrown out the car, and Thunder wing aproached them. At first he looked like a gentle stallion, with a soft smile, untill  "GET UP YOU BLOODY WANKERS" Shouted Thunder

 

 If my headache was this bad now, then something told me it wouldn't get mitigated anytime soon as I tried to get back up. The surprise of it all nearly caused me to collapse again but I somehow managed to stay up with my wings still bound tightly. I made a crude attempt at a stance of attention but it didn't quite come out right. I had an urge to remind him of a social decency called manners too but stopped myself before I said something that might cause me more bodily harm which seemed likely with the various guards around us not providing any empathy at the moment. Feeling dirty, sweaty from the humidity that seemed to permeate the area, and tired for that matter; I tried to find my center once again as I had in the truck ride. I remained silent then as I had no idea how to actually reply to his order. Everything in the military was backwards compared to my old life but I never imagined I would be enlisting, forced or otherwise. It was going to be a long day...     

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Oh no, this wouldn't do. He was much too loud.

She gingerly rubbed the sore spot on her head, having tumbled to the ground after being quite literally thrown from the truck.
She supposed, since she was a prisoner now, she didn't have many rights.
But dammit, she was a living being! And one didn't just throw living beings out of trucks!

She resisted to urge to stamp her hoof like a spoiled filly as she shakily rose up from the ground, giving herself a firm shake to get rid of the thin coat of dust that dimmed the soft sheen of her silver coat. The stallion yelling at them looked like he had seen his fair share of it. Silvia was a sucker for good stories, and he looked like he might be able to tell her some great ones. That is, if he could learn to lower his fucking voice.
Regardless, he'd said to get up, and now she was up. 
Silvia was prone to taking the path of least resistance, and if standing up meant that this tired old sod would stop shouting, then she supposed it wasn't too much to ask. 

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When the guard threw Bass Cannon out of the truck, her first reaction was to fly up and hit him in the neck, but she remembered her wings were tied up, so instead she rolled and then stood up. Before she could voice her complaint, a stallion with a rather harsh attitude yelled to get up. She thought about telling him that she was already up, but decided against it as she figured that he wasn't one to take smart-ass comments. Instead, she stood up, looking in his general direction. She said nothing, she thought nothing, she simply stood there with a blank look on her face, staring into oblivion.

 

(OOC: Something that I probably should have mentioned earlier, and something I keep meaning to put in her bio (character page): She has recieved training in a couple different martial arts styles from my oc Akatsuki, and some military training from my oc Shining Midnight. The training (in this case) will only be used through reflexes, though. No hard-case military pony this time around.)


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 "GET UP YOU BLOODY WANKERS" Shouted Thunder

 

Shady clambered to his hooves, biting back a sarcastic comment. 'I know the type - cranky old sod with a sense of humour failure and a stick up his arse' he thought to himself as he eyed up Thunder Wing. He's spent most of his life avoiding ponies like that, as for some reason the police and armed forces seemed to attract them. 'Rather like flies attracted to dung,' he thought, and chuckled to himself. 


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Audacia didn't exactly appreciate the act of disrespect, And was pretty furious. 

 

 

 

 "GET UP YOU BLOODY WANKERS"

 

She stood up and glared at the stallion, Thinking to herself about how dead this stallion would be if she was armed right now she was only making herself more angry by the second. Trying to stop herself from spitting in his face she clenched her teeth and tore her eyes of him, She was now able to get a better look at her fellow criminals since they were out of the gloom truck. 

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Thunder nodded and spoke up again, not as loudly as before but loud enough to get his point across "Alright listen up you pathetic shits. YOU are in a place where you have NO rights what so ever. I'm your superior officer, and you'll FOLLOW. EVERY. DAMN. ORDER. If you dare to disrespect me, then you are fucked." Said Thunder, he looked each criminal in the eye as he said the next part "But if you for some fucking reason, manage to complete this training session, then you'll become a damn fine pilot" He saw how every criminal present was ready to try and kill him, but he would probably try and do the same in their horse shoes. He then suddenly shouted "EVERYONE GET DOWN AND DO 50 FUCKING PUSH UPS, NOW!" 

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"So I really am some used plaything thing then? Might as well gag me up and starve me while your at it!" I thought to myself. I certainly wasn't a body builder of any sorts but I had decent agility for flying purposes. I got down and begin to push, huffing with some effort after the first 12. The others certainly weren't fairing any better either as I looked on through my peripheral vision. I got to 30 before I was literally on the verge of giving up before one of his assistants trotted over to spit in my face yelling at me to continue. My thoughts suddenly moved back to the past when Starlight Moon, one of my past boyfriends had tried to hit me for not conforming to his ​way. ​I tried to use that anger here now to fuel myself. The races I used to partake in growing up helped me to develop the non-quitting attitude in the past and it would certainly do so now. 

 

The body is capable of many things. I have always knew that really in the legends of various ponies cutie marks like when Rainbow Dash herself did the sonic rainboom as a foal that gave her and her friends their cutie mark. If I were to succeed here, I would need their determination no matter what happened here today or otherwise. It was all about my mindset, If I was trapped here for the foreseeable future, I would need to adapt quickly no matter the situation. "19 more! You can do it! Show that ripe old elder who is boss!" I thought trying to encourage myself. I kept pushing on despite feeling an urge to drop to the ground utterly wasted.          

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Bass Cannon didn't really like to do push-ups. In that past, she has done them, but didn't much care for them. Though she did what was instructed. After the first 16 or so, her legs were starting to ache a bit, and her breathing was heavier, but she got through the 50 well enough. After number 50, she remained down on her hooves for a moment to lessen her heart rate. Getting up, she looked at attention again.


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Oh this was even worse!

Silvia was not a physcial pony, not at all! She was a journalist, for fuck's sake!

It was an absolutely miserable experience and it felt like it took forever. Her muscles burned sharply with each rigid, shakey movement, and her breath came out in thin, gasping puffs. 
33.....34....
Her face flushed an embarrassed crimson and she kept her focused firmly on the ground in front of her. Her anxiety had settled itself in the pit of her stomach, heavy as a block of solid lead. She hated being stared at, she hated being put on the spot so suddenly, she hated this loud son of a bitch, and she hated the fact that she'd been caught.
47...48
If only she had been more careful. If only she had been more thorough. This could have been avoided.
50.
She rose gracelessly to her hooves, trying desperately to calm the frenzied flurry of her pounding heart.
 

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"EVERYONE GET DOWN AND DO 50 FUCKING PUSH UPS, NOW!" 

 

Gritting his teeth, Shady crouched down into the push-up position. 'How did it go again? Back straight, bend, push, bend, push... by Celestia I'd forgotten how damn unpleasant pus-ups were....' He made five, although he could feel the ache in his legs. By ten he had to bend his back slightly to make it easier, and at twelve his legs were shaking. He ultimately managed fourteen before his legs gave in and he collapsed to the ground panting. 'Oh Tartarus, I am going to HATE this...'


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Thunder shouted "ALRIGHT THAT'S ENOUGH WEAKLINGS. I SWEAR THE GOD, CELESTIA COULD DO IT BETTER" He walked over to Shady and pulled him up, he then approached the other pony was in the mist of doing her push ups. He pulled her up, and looked at the two ponies "You two are going to slow the group down, so i'm going to make a few... Limitations to you" He then glared at the ponies behind "NOW GIVE ME A 50 LAP RUN AROUND THIS COURSE" Shouted Thunder, and pushed the two other ponies.

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I finally slumped to the dirt realizing for the first moment allowing the shock of where I was to finally sink in. Taking deep breaths to calm my heart rate and make some sense if there was any at all to be made. I looked around at the other pony who didn't make the cut as well however limited trying to make some sort of contact even if it was brief. Who are you?, I wondered as if he could read my mind. After a moment, got back up to await further orders from this old man who might for the moment; hell even for a bit of time might be a major pain in the ass for now. Friendship can wait until later when he pulled that stick out of his butt I thought mildly keeping the emotion to myself for the time being. Okay let's revise that, maybe years after this I'll consider it.

 

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I looked to the others who looked considerably worse for wear as they ran by I truly felt sorry for them but what did any of us expect, certainly not this by any means. Even if we had a warning ahead of time prior to departure, I seriously doubt we could have conjured this in our collective minds. Especially with Thunder Wing, who knows what could happen next. 

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A grin formed on Bass Cannon's face. She quickly realized this, and it was gone. But in her head she thought "Running? I was in track during school. I wonder when this old fuck is gonna give us some real tests." She started trotting around the course. After a couple laps, she picked up the pace and started to gallop. After 30 or so laps, she had to slow down a bit to convserve her energy. Once she finished the 49th lap, she drastically slowed down her speed, almost down to walking, to regain her energy and catch her breath. By the end of the 50th lap, she was fine to do another 50. She walked over to the Stallion, and stood at attention again, waiting for the next set of orders.


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I looked around at the other pony who didn't make the cut as well however limited trying to make some sort of contact even if it was brief. 

 

Shady caught a glance from a fellow unfortunate, and graced them with a grimace. 'Poor sods, all of us' he thought to himself.

 

 

 

He walked over to Shady and pulled him up
 

 

 

"NOW GIVE ME A 50 LAP RUN AROUND THIS COURSE" Shouted Thunder, and pushed the two other ponies.

 

Biting his tongue to stop himself sighing or, worse, making a snide remark, Bramble stumbled as Thunder gave him a shove and broke into a brisk trot. Whilst the pace was hardly punishing, he knew that he wouldn't be able to manage this either - and he really didn't fancy being in Thunder's bad books.

 

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Looking over at the pony who had glanced at him, Shady recalled the advice his father had given him: "When two of you are running from a bear, you do not need to be faster than the bear - just faster than the other pony."    


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Laps?!
50 of them?!


This stallion was determined to kill her. 
"Well if Celestia could do it better, then why doesn't she?" She can't help but grumble to herself.

Silvia's legs are still weak from all those wretched push-ups, and her starting steps are shakey and pitiful. The running coarse seemed to stretch onward for miles, and she could feel the veritable wall of frustration and misery building up inside. She bit her tongue.
There was no way she would be able to work up to a gallop. She settled for a brisk trot instead, and even that had her hooves stinging. Her face contorted in exhausted concentration. This probably wouldn't help her in the long run, but dammit, it was her first day! Did he really expect her to be this fit on day one?! She was a desk jockey!
She huffed out an annoyed breath and kept going. 

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Audacia unwilling to do the task at hoof simply remained standing, She wasn't taking orders from anyone. She soon started to contemplate her options as she looked at the others struggling, it was a opportunity to show what she was worth after all. She threw herself to the ground and started to push herself up and down, she was determined to show her worth and strength. Her legs were starting to budge after 30 push ups and the sweat was covering her face at this point, But she pushed on ignoring the pain. She wasn't used to doing push ups she was very physically fit after all the years out at sea. 

 

(sorry for the late post.)

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