open Aftermath RP

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Jack didn't let go and held them together with his barrier. "I'm not letting you go!"

[Chickey 383]

Clocks continued to punch him, now using his magic to pry him off. The train had now reached half way down the hill, still smashing and tumbling.

Edited June 30, 2012 by Shadow Cloud

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Jack lost his grip, but kept his barrier locked. Harold hit his head on the seat he was holding to. He was immediately nocked cold and helplessly flung around in the cart.

[Chickey 383]

Clocks smashed into a few things, but didn't take too much damage. He used his advanced strength to try to wear down the already deteriorating barrier by punching it.

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

(Screw it, I'm following you guys!)

Plague had sensed something wrong about to go down near the Ponyville Train Station. Alas, when he got there his suspicions were confirmed.

"#I guess we finally found something to do!" the symbiote hissed as Plague flew towards the derailing train. He latched onto it with adhesive webbing and tried his best to look inside.

"Can't see too well cause of all the smoke and commotion, but jdging by the stench, it's our old pal Al Capone," Plague hissed.

[Chickey 383]

The train finally collided into the ground with a giant smash. Clocks had made it out from the shield. He tumbled out the window a few seconds after the train rested at the bottom of the hill with a groan. He picked himself up and dusted off his clothes.

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

"#I can still smell some ponies inside," the symbiote said as the train threatened to tumble further down the hill and explode completely.

"Quickly then," Plague said as he produced many tendrils from his body to pull the train up to a safer position...

[Chickey 383]

Clocks watched Plague as he picked up his fedora and placed it on.

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

Plague easily began to pull the train up.

"Thank God for enhanced strength and stuff!" he exclaimed as he felt it begin to move smoothly.

[Chickey 383]

Clocks pulled out his pistol and shot one bullet at Plague just for the heck of it.

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

The symbiote's senses kicked in and made itself even more dense, making the bullet get lodged in the middle of the suit before getting flung back out. Plague looked over at Clocks and gave him the finger before making the train land at a better location. He stuck it down with some more tendrils and then faced Clocks.

"You remind of Shadow, always blowing shit up!"

[Chickey 383]

"I'll take dat as a complement" Clocks said in respons.

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

"That's wonderful, any reason you blew up this train anyway?" Plague asked.

[Chickey 383]

"Well, dey were takin me down to Canterlot to get arrested. And id rather stay outta custody." Clocks said

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

"And why did they even do-" Plague stopped short as he smelled Star's blood on his breath.

"#That mare never learns, does she?"

[Chickey 383]

"Well, i used her as a hostage dis time" Clocks chuckled

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

"Figures. Hm, and I thought you actually liked her too, and maybe that you were lucky enough for her to like you back," Plague said as he continued to watch Clocks for any sudden moves.

[Chickey 383]

"I'm afraid i don't have relationships, it get's in the way of the job" Clocks said, but seemed a bit off from Scipio's comment.

[THE WILD HUNT 213]

Plague picked up on Clock's insecurity about the issue.

"Job huh? And that would be what? Stealing, gambling, killing?"

[Chickey 383]

"Yes, dat sounds about right" Clocks said.

[Half-Note 273]

Thunder walked to the hospital after looking back to make sure he wasn't being followed.

Edited July 1, 2012 by Half-Note

[dar tunsh 446]

Draw limped into the hospital, following Thunder. "...Well, it took the last bit of my magic to keep that wall from crushing us after the explosion. If you don't mind, I'm going to take a blood-loss and magic-overuse nap..." He said as he looked at the gash that went from his flank and almost to his fetlock. With this, Draw slipped into unconsciousness.

[Half-Note 273]

Thunder sighed and carried him to the hospital.

[Literally Snails 2,307]

Jack emerged from the rubble. He had a large, bloody gash in his leg. His shield had failed him at the last moment. "You just killed the conductor!" He said with blood trickling down his neck, "And Harold is probably dead too! If he is I'll fucking kill... I'll... I'll kill..." He began to get dizzy. "...You..." He lost his balance and leaned on a scrap of metal.

[Chickey 383]

Clocks looked back "I told ya to jus let me go, but did ya listen?" He asked with a smug grin.