Ask Firebolt, Hydrobeam and Chlorophyll!

[Concord 1,982]

D''awww, why not? It's Trixie Included.

[Leafeon 2,702]

D''awww, why not? It's Trixie Included.

Who the heck is Trixie?

Can I /just/ have a pillow fight with Trixie?

[SilverStarApple 849]

Ooooh, I love pillow fights! I've read about them, but I've never been in one. This really is going to be the best night ever!

[Concord 1,982]

Well, woops! Never meant for anypony else to come... :/

 

 

Well, have fun! *Pushes trixie into bedroom*

 

I'll be in the castle in the mean time :3

[Leafeon 2,702]

Ooooh, I love pillow fights! I've read about them, but I've never been in one. This really is going to be the best night ever!

The only rule is that your not allowed to wear hats.

 

Well, woops! Never meant for anypony else to come... :/

 

 

Well, have fun! *Pushes trixie into bedroom*

 

I'll be in the castle in the mean time :3

Oh my gosh, Trixie. I'm like your biggest fan.

Here we go again....

[SilverStarApple 849]

"Open fire!" Asquerade, his mane and tail turning grey as he generated two replicas of himself, one white with a red mane and tale, the other white and blue. The three Unicorn's horns glowed and they picked up five pillows each, the pillows floating around the three Unicorns ominously as they watched and waited.

[Leafeon 2,702]

"Open fire!" Asquerade, his mane and tail turning grey as he generated two replicas of himself, one white with a red mane and tale, the other white and blue. The three Unicorn's horns glowed and they picked up five pillows each, the pillows floating around the three Unicorns ominously as they watched and waited.

I'm afraid you'll have to take off that hat of yours first.

Uhm. Trixie? Maybe we should leave? *is teleported to this thread*

[SilverStarApple 849]

"Fine, but I'm keeping it!" The middle Asquerade yelled as he teleported his hat away to an unknown location, and the illusionary hats atop the replicas dissapeared with it.

"Come on, come on, hurry up already!" The red-maned Asquerade said as he grinned and leaned forwards.

The blue-maned Asquerade squinted. "Soon. This shall begin... soon." He then smiled mockingly. "Hey, water-on-the-brain, is this going to start any time soon?"

[Leafeon 2,702]

"Fine, but I'm keeping it!" The middle Asquerade yelled as he teleported his hat away to an unknown location, and the illusionary hats atop the replicas dissapeared with it.

"Come on, come on, hurry up already!" The red-maned Asquerade said as he grinned and leaned forwards.

The blue-maned Asquerade squinted. "Soon. This shall begin... soon." He then smiled mockingly. "Hey, water-on-the-brain, is this going to start any time soon?"

Uhm, Perhaps we should get out of here too?

Yea... I guess we should.

*both teleported outside in a whirlpool.*

[Concord 1,982]

*Knock Knock*

 

Hello?

 

Oh well, looks like nopony is home...

 

*Travels back to the castle*

[Harmonic Revelations 8,835]

Do you need any assistance?

[Leafeon 2,702]

*Knock Knock*

 

Hello?

 

Oh well, looks like nopony is home...

 

*Travels back to the castle*

*covered in water* Ugh...

 

Do you need any assistance?

YES! THAT WOULD BE MUCH APPRECIATED!

[Harmonic Revelations 8,835]

*covered in water* Ugh...

 

YES! THAT WOULD BE MUCH APPRECIATED!

Alright, ladies, step aside, we  got this.

 

"Fine, but I'm keeping it!" The middle Asquerade yelled as he teleported his hat away to an unknown location, and the illusionary hats atop the replicas dissapeared with it.

"Come on, come on, hurry up already!" The red-maned Asquerade said as he grinned and leaned forwards.

The blue-maned Asquerade squinted. "Soon. This shall begin... soon." He then smiled mockingly. "Hey, water-on-the-brain, is this going to start any time soon?"

Open fire men! 

Edited February 9, 2013 by Harmonic Revelations

[Leafeon 2,702]

Alright, ladies, step aside, we  got this.

 

Open fire men! 

Hmmm... Fire? Too bad Firebolt isn't here.

*is suddenly teleported back* Wait. What?

[Harmonic Revelations 8,835]

"Fine, but I'm keeping it!" The middle Asquerade yelled as he teleported his hat away to an unknown location, and the illusionary hats atop the replicas dissapeared with it.

"Come on, come on, hurry up already!" The red-maned Asquerade said as he grinned and leaned forwards.

The blue-maned Asquerade squinted. "Soon. This shall begin... soon." He then smiled mockingly. "Hey, water-on-the-brain, is this going to start any time soon?"

Fire, you know, guns?

 

Hmmm... Fire? Too bad Firebolt isn't here.

*is suddenly teleported back* Wait. What?

Gunnnssss

[Leafeon 2,702]

Fire, you know, guns?

 

Gunnnssss

Uh. What are guns?

[Harmonic Revelations 8,835]

Uh. What are guns?

Guns are like bows except they use mini explosions to shoot projectiles forward, like a canon.

 

This is an MP5, it does it at an automatic rate. (MP5 means machine pistol model five). Basically they're used to kill things.

 

If you like fire you'll like guns.

 

Here is the specific blow back mechanism, but you probably wouldn't understand it.

Edited February 9, 2013 by Harmonic Revelations

[SilverStarApple 849]

The grey asquerade grinned, and used his three-halves spell on every pillow he has, each floating pillow suddenly having one more on either side of it. He drew the real pillows closeer to himself in an attempt to defend himself.

 

Red Asquerade's horn began to glow, and illusionary pillows appeared above everyone else, creating a blockade of pillows five layers deep, floating in the sky like hungry birds ready to eat their prey. They might be illusionary, but Asquerade's illusions could fool all of the five senses, and even the magical sixth sense some ponies had. They looked real, they smelt real, and they would definitely feel real.

 

In an effort to not be outdone, Blue Asquerade raised his head proudly and crafted four illusionary copies each of the three Asquerades. These copies immediately began running towards their foes, each one starting to talk about a random subject. They were hoping to trample them with sheer numbers, even though they would only suffice as a distraction, which was what the Asquerades were planning. It was hard enough to dodge pillows being thrown at you, while pillows rained from the sky with enough force to shatter any and every barrier spell known to ponykind, but doing that while fending off a stampede of ponies discussing their favourite foods, their love of hats, and their favourite books, their ruminations of spoiled milk and their least favourite books of all time was nearly impossible.

And then, just for good measure, the real grey Asquerade created an illusionary pegasus version of the original Asquerade flying around the room, waving his flank around mockingly.

 

"Let the war begin!" The pegasus version of Asquerade yelled excitedly, resuming his terrible flank-waving dancing.

[Leafeon 2,702]

Guns are like bows except they use mini explosions to shoot projectiles forward, like a canon.

 

This is an MP5, it does it at an automatic rate. (MP5 means machine pistol model five). Basically they're used to kill things.

 

If you like fire you'll like guns.

 

Here is the specific blow back mechanism, but you probably wouldn't understand it.

Oh... Kay...

 

The grey asquerade grinned, and used his three-halves spell on every pillow he has, each floating pillow suddenly having one more on either side of it. He drew the real pillows closeer to himself in an attempt to defend himself.

 

Red Asquerade's horn began to glow, and illusionary pillows appeared above everyone else, creating a blockade of pillows five layers deep, floating in the sky like hungry birds ready to eat their prey. They might be illusionary, but Asquerade's illusions could fool all of the five senses, and even the magical sixth sense some ponies had. They looked real, they smelt real, and they would definitely feel real.

 

In an effort to not be outdone, Blue Asquerade raised his head proudly and crafted four illusionary copies each of the three Asquerades. These copies immediately began running towards their foes, each one starting to talk about a random subject. They were hoping to trample them with sheer numbers, even though they would only suffice as a distraction, which was what the Asquerades were planning. It was hard enough to dodge pillows being thrown at you, while pillows rained from the sky with enough force to shatter any and every barrier spell known to ponykind, but doing that while fending off a stampede of ponies discussing their favourite foods, their love of hats, and their favourite books, their ruminations of spoiled milk and their least favourite books of all time was nearly impossible.

And then, just for good measure, the real grey Asquerade created an illusionary pegasus version of the original Asquerade flying around the room, waving his flank around mockingly.

 

"Let the war begin!" The pegasus version of Asquerade yelled excitedly, resuming his terrible flank-waving dancing.

....Just go away.

[Harmonic Revelations 8,835]

The grey asquerade grinned, and used his three-halves spell on every pillow he has, each floating pillow suddenly having one more on either side of it. He drew the real pillows closeer to himself in an attempt to defend himself.

 

Red Asquerade's horn began to glow, and illusionary pillows appeared above everyone else, creating a blockade of pillows five layers deep, floating in the sky like hungry birds ready to eat their prey. They might be illusionary, but Asquerade's illusions could fool all of the five senses, and even the magical sixth sense some ponies had. They looked real, they smelt real, and they would definitely feel real.

 

In an effort to not be outdone, Blue Asquerade raised his head proudly and crafted four illusionary copies each of the three Asquerades. These copies immediately began running towards their foes, each one starting to talk about a random subject. They were hoping to trample them with sheer numbers, even though they would only suffice as a distraction, which was what the Asquerades were planning. It was hard enough to dodge pillows being thrown at you, while pillows rained from the sky with enough force to shatter any and every barrier spell known to ponykind, but doing that while fending off a stampede of ponies discussing their favourite foods, their love of hats, and their favourite books, their ruminations of spoiled milk and their least favourite books of all time was nearly impossible.

And then, just for good measure, the real grey Asquerade created an illusionary pegasus version of the original Asquerade flying around the room, waving his flank around mockingly.

 

"Let the war begin!" The pegasus version of Asquerade yelled excitedly, resuming his terrible flank-waving dancing.

Stop right there CRIMINAL SCUM! Your CRIMINAL EXPLOITS ARE WELL HEARD OF. You know how this works, PAY THE COURT A FINE OR I HAUL YOU AWAY!

Edited February 9, 2013 by Harmonic Revelations

[SilverStarApple 849]

"What did you just call me? Do you have any idea who I am?" The Grey Asquerade yelled from within a mountain of pillows. "I am Asquerade, son of Paige Turner and Sideshow, and Personal Student of General Greymane, the oldest general in Celestia's army! Never once has he taken a day off! I am of a higher political position than you could possibly imagine! My name is Asquerade, and I have never commited a crime in my life!"

 

"Hah!" Red Asquerade laughed in amusement.

 

"I have never commited a true crime in my life!"

 

"The after-party at Coopenhagen." Blue Asquerade pointed out.

 

"She was a Griffon, and the party was specifically described as a-"

 

"Ok, you win." Blue said, giving up.

 

"I am not criminal scum, thank you very much!" Grey Asquerade seethed with anger. "I am no criminal, scum or otherwise. I am a Unicorn."

 

"What does that have to do with anything?" Red yelled in frustration.

 

"Look at me, I'm a Horsefly! Wheeee!" The Pegasus-Asquerade wheeeed as he flew around clumsily and awkwardly.

 

Grey Asquerade rolled his eyes. "I'm a Unicorn, and I am a master of mind-related magic, such as illusions, mind-control and memory-altering. So, unless you want to believe you've just had the worst week of your entire lives, or worse, then I suggest you never. Call. Me. A. Criminal. Again!"