open Aftermath RP

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Trench called to static, "Wait! You said you knew something!"

[Strong Hooves 289]

Static stopped, "But I got my information through vigilante ways. Are you sure you want me to tell you?" he asked sarcastically as he smirked.

[Chickey 383]

Clocks walked around the opposite side of town. He noticed a pink mare with cyan hair walking around. He decided this mare would do and started to follow her.

 

(Going to pretend star got cured somehow)

[Literally Snails 2,307]

"Don't try my patience. If you don't tell me what you know, and he kills again because of it, you will have assisted in that murder. Do you want that?"

[Strong Hooves 289]

Static sighed and rolled his eyes, "More deaths will come about if you keep only going after him. He told me there are others coming, just as or more powerful than him. We need to prepare for these ponies. I'll keep an eye on Clocks, but as of now, he serves as a main informant, he knows all about these ponies headed our way, so it be best we start worrying about the others as well." with that, he took off, searching for Clocks once more.

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

"#Ew, 'pregnant' is a poor choice of words, 'reproduing' sounds better," the symbiote said weirdly.

Plague couldn't help but feel a bit saddened at Stitches conditioned.

"Then you shouldn't have attacked us for no reason," he said.

[Chickey 383]

Clocks walked up to the mare. "Wonderful weather were havin today." he said looking at the sun as it was about to set. "Oh, i suppose we are having a good day." The mare said in response with a friendly smile "So, you headin back home?" Clocks asked. The mare nodded "Yeah, i live up in Cloudsdale, i have to stop by here for some food" she chuckled "I'm Star Berry by the way, whats your name?" she asked "My names Clocks" he said with a grin "I suppose i'm mobile when it come's ta places of livin though"

 

"I misplaced my words." Stitches said "I needed a piece of your symbiote to compare genetically, not the whole thing."

Edited June 26, 2012 by Shadow Cloud

[Strong Hooves 289]

Static noticed Clocks talking to a mare, what he said earlier echoing in his head <mares taste better...> he kept in the cover of the clouds, but kept an eye on the pony.

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

"Then why didn't you just tell us about it? No, instead you had to be an idiot and try to stab us with a scalpel!"

[Chickey 383]

"I tried to get a sample with the scalpel and run off. Knowing you rather dislike me i would of rather just of taken it and head off then ask you" he said "I suppose i had made a mistake, seeing the outcome..." Edited June 26, 2012 by Shadow Cloud

[Literally Snails 2,307]

As Static left, something reminded Trench of Lieutenant Carth. Static was nothing like Carth... Carth The Coward is what they call him now. The Stallion who left him to die. "Fuck you, get out of my memories!" he muttered.

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

"I'm sure we could've worked out our differences anyways," Plague said.

"#But why would you need us? Why not use Corrosion?"

[Chickey 383]

"Okie....so you are like a nomad?" She chuckled.

"Dat is a funny way to put it, but yeah, i suppose i am" He chuckled back

 

"I couldn't find him, unfortunately. And i was rather impatient to get my research done..." he said as he coughed up a bit of blood on the ground.

Edited June 26, 2012 by Shadow Cloud

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

"Research on what exactly? Couldn't you have just used your own symbiote if they're what you wanted to study?"

[Strong Hooves 289]

Static continued gliding around, looking as if he was just lazily gliding around, but keeping a lookout to see what Clocks was doing as he did so. He didn't trust Clocks, but as of now, he was the only reliable source of info, even if he had to murder to eat.

[Chickey 383]

"I wanted to study the differences between symbiotes, how they differ genetically. Since they all have different appearances and powers. I wanted to know if there was something to make of it" he said as he coughed again "See if there was anything scientific to study about it"

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

<Way to go, we killed someone who didn't really deserve it...>

Plague stood silent for a while before helping Stitches up.

"#Sorry it had to be this way..."

[Chickey 383]

"I'm sorry that my partner just died too" Stitches said rather gruffly as he stumbled about.

 

Star looked around for a bit, shifting her weight as she did so. "So, do you think we could...um, grab a bite to eat sometime?" She asked

Clocks thought "Yeah, dat would be great." He said with a smile.

Star looked excited "Oh, alright. What would like to eat?" She asked with a smile back

"...You..."

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

Plague's senses alerted him to a possible danger coming from Ponyville. He tasted the air.

"#Al Capone?"

"Apparently so...."

Plague turned back to Stitches.

"Look, we can talk about this later. Here's to Famine then," he said as part of his suit detatched and began to repair Stitches' wounds. It dropped off and crumbled away once it was done. After that, Plague quickly flew to the town on his symbiotic wings he had produced....

[Chickey 383]

Stitches grabbed the crumbled symbiotic matter and put it in a vial and stuffed it into his labcoat. He sighed sadly and started off towards his lab.

 

Star looked confused, but startled at the same time "What?" she asked as suddenly Clocks bared his fangs and sent them into her neck. He pushed her into a alleyway silently and started to suck out her blood. Star tried to scream but failed.

Edited June 26, 2012 by Shadow Cloud

[Literally Snails 2,307]

As much as he didn't enjoy it, Trench began to remember the day Carth betrayed him. They were assigned a district to protect in canterlot. Both Trench and Carth were sceptic over wether "Discord" even existed, but Celestia was convinced that he had reawaken and was going to attack the fair city of Canterlot. The plan was to bait him, then catch him in the HAll of the Elements. To Trench, the whole plan was ridiculous.

 

The northern entrance to Canterlot was blocked off by a hastily made wooden wall. The wall was seven feet tall and three feet thick, but it was hollow in the center. It closed off the gap in Canterlot’s stone wall that was once used as a welcoming entrance to the fair city. The top of this wall was only large enough to hold the weight of four ponies. Captain Trench and his second officer stood on top between two guards. Trench's second officer, First Lieutenant Carth, was a light gray coated unicorn. His mane and tail were pitch black. He almost looked like the polar opposite of his bright-coated commanding officer.

"Would you be so foolish as to follow their plan?" Carth asked Trench, "You're going to let Discord walk into the city for the sake of some ridiculous trap?"

"You say that as if he's even going to show up," Trench said confidently, "What does it matter how we plan to react to something that will never happen?"

"But then, if it turns out he is real, what will you do?" Carth asked, "Isn't that at least something to consider?"

"You needn't consider such a thing, because it makes no sense! I refuse to pretend that we are under any sort of threat from a creature that is the product of pure fantasy! I make my decisions based on reason, not mindless speculations and imaginative theories!" He yelled out his last sentence so loud that it echoed across the nearby mountains.

The guard to Trench's left nudged him and said, "Sir! I think you'll want to see this!" Trench and Carth both looked down the road to see Discord himself surrounded by a pack of forty dogs. They were too far away to be seen clearly.

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

"Geez Al Capone, I knew you were a parasite for people's money, but not like this," Plague sneered as he yanked him off Star. He threw a piece of his symbiote towards Star so that he could try to stop the vampiric venom from spreading.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Trench called out, "You've come close enough!"

Discord called back, "You bring up a good point, but I think I'd rather do the exact opposite of what you told me to do." He and the dogs continued walking down the road.

Trench started to make out Discord's twisted form. "What are you?" He asked nervously.

"Who, me?" Discord called back "I'm just a mindless speculation and imaginative theory."

Trench watched Discord walk closer and closer to the wooden wall. Carth whispered aside to Trench's ear, "What will you do now?"

Discord and his pack of dogs walked within ten yards and stopped. There was an awkward pause of disbelief from the ponies. Discord clapped his hands together and laughed, "Oh, goodie! This is the part before the battle where both sides look at each other to build up dramatic suspense! I just love this part!"

"You can't go with the plan, lives are at stake!" Carth said to Trench in a hushed yell, "We can stop him now, we'll be heroes!" Trench looked down for a moment, then shook his head. "You're a fool..." Carth commented, "...sir."

“I was a fool for doubting the Princess.”

“And you're a fool now!”

Discord whistled loudly. “Listen, I'm sure you have very important things to talk about, but I'm on a tight schedule.” He grinned smugly. “I tell you what, I don't want to cause a big scene here. These are just forty of my most heavily armed friends. If you let us in, I promise we won't cause a scene. You can trust me.”

Trench knew he had only two options: Try to stop Discord and risk him coming back again, or go with the plan and give him only enough resistance to make him think they were trying to stop him. There were so many variables, the trap itself may not even work. He balanced his options in his head. He had only a moment to decide. He stepped to his left and glanced at the Canterlot Tower. “You want the Elements?” he said, “There they are. Come and get them.” He turned around and hollered, “Stick with the plan, and get those civilians out of the street!”

Loud bells rang through the city. The guards throughout the city began to herd the civilians inside of their homes, spreading panic rather than success. Ponies ran across the streets in search of loved ones, and the overwhelmed Royal Guards could do nothing to stop them.

Discord raised his hands into the air. “Oh no!” he cried, “It’s exactly what I expected you to do!” He pointed his bear claw at the wooden wall and yelled, “Go, now! Tear down the wall!”

The dogs howled and rushed past Discord. One of them tripped on a rock as he ran. The other dogs simply walked over of him.

When they were only ten yards from the wooden barricade, Captain Trench whispered to Carth and the other two guards, “We’re putting on a show, but make it look real.” Carth nodded nervously. The Guards raised their spears and pointed them toward the dogs.

The first five dogs clashed with the wooden wall and violently clawed at the wooden planks. Splintered wood chipped off and fell to the ground.

The guard to Trench’s right thrust his spear at a dog that was directly below him. The metal spearhead clanked against the dog’s helmet and shimmied off to the dog’s shoulder. The spearhead cut into the dog’s shoulder. He immediately jolted back, grabbed the spear and yanked it toward the ground.

The guard tried to keep is grasp on the spear. As the dog pulled harder, the guard lost his grip on the spear and lost his balance, leaning to the edge of the wall. Captain Trench grabbed the guard’s neck plate and pulled him back to safety.

“Thanks,” the guard said between heavy breaths.

The dog was still grasping the guard’s spear. He inspected the item for a moment, then rammed the blunt end through the wooden wall with a loud ‘CRACK.’ Two other dogs rushed to the hole and chipped at the wood around it. As the hole expanded in size, the dog pulled the spear out and clutched it in both hands.

Carth looked over the wall and cried, “This wall won’t last for much longer, sir!”

“Wasn’t plannin’ on it!” Trench replied, “On my mark, I want you to jump!”

The dogs ripped off an entire plank of wood.

“Jump?” Carth questioned, “Why ‘jump’”

The dogs tore down the planks surrounding the hole and flooded into the hollow wall.

“This wall is going to fall!” Trench yelled.

The dog with the spear thrust his new weapon into the second layer of wood. The spear head poked through the other side of the wall.

“But why do we have to jump?” Carth whined.

The dogs beat on the wood relentlessly. The wood cracked and moaned.

Trench looked at his feet, a small crack creeped up the wood and split the plank into two, even halves. “No time, jump now!” He ordered.

Without hesitation, the four ponies jumped off of the wall and landed on the ground with a loud thud. As they fell, the dogs tore down another plank causing the surrounding beams to wobble. The roof of the wall split and caved in above the dogs. The dogs yelped and jumped to either side to avoid the falling chunks of wood.

Carth stood up and looked at the scene. He turned to Captain Trench and asked, “Why were we even up there in the first place? I mean, what was the point of that?”

Trench stared back at Carth. “Lieutenant... shut up,” he said.

A dozen more guards rushed to the Captain’s aid. One guard, a white unicorn, looked to the pile of splintered wood and gasped, “Sirs, look!”

One by one, the dogs that were trapped in the rubble dug out of their prison and stood on top of the broken wood. They were joined by Discord and the rest of the pack. For a moment they stared at the guards who stood in their way.

Discord pointed to the Captain and his soldiers. “Charge, my little puppies, CHARGE!”

The dogs responded by howling, beating their chests, and viciously rushing at the guards.

“Okay, boys,” Trench said with a low voice, “hold the line as long as you can.” He turned to his right, where Carth had been standing moments before. Carth was no longer there. He glanced further across the street to see Carth’s log, black tail turning behind a flower shop as he ran away. “Carth, you cowardly son-of-a...”

A dog tackled Trench as he spoke. Shouldn’t have looked away, Trench thought. The dog wrestled Trench to the dirt and pulled off his helmet. Trench curled his hind hoofs and placed them on the dog’s chest. “Get off!” he yelled. He kicked his legs back, sending the dog flying off into the dirt behind him. Trench rolled to his belly and stood back up on his hoofs.

 

This was the painful part of the memory:

 

Carth stopped running as he approached a wide, wooden bridge that crossed over one of Canterlot’s beautiful waterfalls. He hadn’t been running for long, and he could still hear the sounds of panic in the streets, but something about the tranquil, flowing water put him at ease. It was then that he allowed himself to regret his decision to flee. He heard glass shatter. The dogs were looting.

Carth ran his hoof through the dirt nervously. Suddenly, a loud scream sounded behind him. He turned to see a mare and filly, both screaming, backing into a flower shop at the base of the bridge. They were being chased by the hulking dog Fido and two other diamond dogs.

The mare backed into the flower shop’s glass window as the dogs surrounded her. For a brief moment, she locked eyes with Carth, who was standing at the foot of the bridge. “Guard!” she cried, “Help us please!”

“Quiet pony!” Fido yelled. He turned sharply to Carth and growled.

Carth stepped back. There were three of them and only one of him. He froze in his tracks, unable to move.

Fido ignored Carth and stepped closer to the two defenseless ponies. He growled and the other two dogs joined him.

Suddenly, a white and grey blur violently collided with the dog two Fido’s left. Fido jumped back and looked where the dog had been standing. The dog was now on the street floor, wrestling with a very determined Captain Trench. For a moment, Fido stared in confusion.

The mare and filly started to slowly back away while Fido’s back was turned. After they were a few feet away, they turned and ran.

“Don’t let them leave!” Fido ordered as he pointed to the escaping ponies. The third dog lunged at the mare. Trench struggled to free his hoof. He managed to escape the first dog’s grasp long enough to trip the other dog as he ran past him. The dog landed chin-first into the street with a thud.

“Not ... so fast.” The captain managed to say. The first dog now had him pinned to the ground by his neck. Trench’s left front hoof lay outstretched, still clutching the dog’s leg. He glanced at Carth, who still stood paralyzed at the bridge. “Lieutenant!” He called, “Get your flank over here and help me!”

“He won’t save you, pony!” Fido barked.

Carth backed away three paces, then he turned and ran across the bridge, out of sight.

Fido chuckled deeply, “He is a coward, but cowards don’t get caught!” He knelt down and grabbed Trench by the head. The other dog let go of his neck as Fido lifted the Captan off the ground. “You got caught, my friend.”

[Chickey 383]

Star fell to the ground. She felt paralyzed, cold, and was shaking.

 

Clocks grumbled as he got up "I don't interrupt you when you feed off of ponies" her said

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

"Well I actually just feed off the assholes you send to terrorize others into giving you money," Plague said.