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[Grand_Finale 529]

Sorry, that was a little forward, and pretty innapropriate" she said, kicking her hoof along the floor. "do ya think we're safe now? I mean, now that we have another pony here, that a 33% better chance of survival!" she said, a little too excitedly. "But maybe we should start thinking about how we all got here. She definitely wasnt her a few hours ago"

[The Blades Shadow 444]

"I guess you're right." Pacific said nervously. He was suddenly getting nervous around Tarot for no reason. Am I starting to... No! Now's not the time for that! He thought. "Although we should probably find a way to return home instead of how we got here." He added.

[Rascal~ 657]

@@MisterRe,

Stardust smiled knowingly, the stallion had cycles in this world.

"Everything comes to an end, even if it is endless. Everyworld goes through its repeats and then it dies. That is these kkind of things work, one day this world wil come to a stop. And whether your still alive by then does not matter, it wills still die. The end of time is when the stars go out and things on the planet are dying out, you get a feeling that your in the end but you still contuine to live."

[Keyfur 40]

Keyfur rolls over on his side. '...Comfy...', he haphazardly thinks. The bright white light pierces as his eyelids slowly part. 

 

"aargh! Morning already?", he grumbled. 

 

Keyfur quickly and routinely covered his eyes with his hooves and attempted to sleep again. But this morning, a strange feeling overcame him. 

 

Keyfur quickly popped up to his feet and began looking around. Blinded by white light, his eyes attempted to focus on their surroundings. 

 

Only, there were no surroundings. 

 

As he regained his composure, Keyfur quickly began to realize that he's not in Ponyville anymore... 

 

Still, with a fatigued mind, Keyfur slowly sits down and just stares forward - absorbing his strange surroundings. 

 

There were no walls, no windows, only white. As far as Key' could see, there was nothing. He was sitting on what felt like ground, but his eyes told him otherwise. And he was just now starting to understand: this is no dream.

 

"Apparently I'm mistaken, because I would've sworn that I just woke up", he said analytically, "Right, yeah, this *must* be a dream... A strange one at that -- maybe a nightmare?"

 

Keyfur shuttered at the thought of an unpleasant dream. He's had awful luck keeping healthy dreams. The last thing he wants is another one right now.

 

Key' then felt his breath. He proceeded to "test" his other senses, giving himself a gentle kick and tapping his ears. No, this was no dream. He was certainly awake, and certainly uncertain. He didn't know what to think... so nature took over...

 

"HELLO?!!", he shouted. Yielding no response, nor echo. 

 

"oh boy...", he whimpered with a frown.

[MisterRe 21]

@@MisterRe,

As his memory surged, remembering the coming battle he`d read about multiple times. Jeez... he didn`t know if he was actually in the past, or if this was some sort of simulation, or what... but he didn`t know if he would change anything by revealing this. He took a long breath. "May I have something to drink?" he asked, sounding a little desperate. He needed something to clear his head, and even water would atleast make his throat feel less like sand paper. The thing that bothered him about this was even more worrying... he knew that, in less than a month, was when Discord, lord of chaos, had started his rule. Now, information from during the rule of Discord was... hazy at best. Discord had changed it so everone could only write in absolute gibberish. By the time someone translated it, he had changed it to a DIFFERENT type of Gibberish.  

 

"Nice interrogation room you have here. Very cozy." he joked, trying to stall. He wasn`t sure what for, but... "Alright, i`ll tell you what you need... tommarrow, Griffin forces will be attacking Canterlot. They`ve been spending months, years, hidding small bands throughout Equestria in preperation. By this time tommarrow, they`ll be attacking..." he paused, for dramatic effect "100,000 strong. And, i`m guessing, most of your forces aren`t at the Capital, they`re out on the field. and I wonder... how long will it take to get a message all the way back to Canterlot? Let alone get a full force out there..." he paused a moment, hanging his head. "You have my condolences." he said simply. He was more saying it for what he knew was going to come, with Discord`s inevitable arrival. 

 

Chaos, disharmony with war, the perfect foothold of his. Discord, powerful among powerful beings, had rested his strength for it, lustered forth from it, waited... But it was time, the purge of everything harmony. Guns, technology midst in the battle, from that a slaughter who ever came in his way. He will come for celestia.

 

---

Nocturne was surprised how early up pony soldiers got. Three am and horned sound above.

 

"MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT!! WE NEED TO DEFEND CANTERLOT NOW!! tHIS IS NOT A DRILL!!"

 

Keyfur rolls over on his side. '...Comfy...', he haphazardly thinks. The bright white light pierces as his eyelids slowly part. 

 

"aargh! Morning already?", he grumbled. 

 

Keyfur quickly and routinely covered his eyes with his hooves and attempted to sleep again. But this morning, a strange feeling overcame him. 

 

Keyfur quickly popped up to his feet and began looking around. Blinded by white light, his eyes attempted to focus on their surroundings. 

 

Only, there were no surroundings. 

 

As he regained his composure, Keyfur quickly began to realize that he's not in Ponyville anymore... 

 

Still, with a fatigued mind, Keyfur slowly sits down and just stares forward - absorbing his strange surroundings. 

 

There were no walls, no windows, only white. As far as Key' could see, there was nothing. He was sitting on what felt like ground, but his eyes told him otherwise. And he was just now starting to understand: this is no dream.

 

"Apparently I'm mistaken, because I would've sworn that I just woke up", he said analytically, "Right, yeah, this *must* be a dream... A strange one at that -- maybe a nightmare?"

 

Keyfur shuttered at the thought of an unpleasant dream. He's had awful luck keeping healthy dreams. The last thing he wants is another one right now.

 

Key' then felt his breath. He proceeded to "test" his other senses, giving himself a gentle kick and tapping his ears. No, this was no dream. He was certainly awake, and certainly uncertain. He didn't know what to think... so nature took over...

 

"HELLO?!!", he shouted. Yielding no response, nor echo. 

 

"oh boy...", he whimpered with a frown.

 

This was not a dream, nor hallucination, nor anything really. It was blank universe that provided only white. It seems to run itself around the one pony who occupied it,. As he flew upward nothing seemed to change, but weird enough when he stopped ascending her touch solid ground once again.

Edited September 7, 2013 by MisterRe

[Keyfur 40]

"This is impossible!", Keyfur remarked as he landed, "I was flying for 5 whole minutes!"

 

Keyfur paused and stared fiercely into the void, trying to spot anything in the distance. He squinted his eyes firmly as he scanned his surroundings one more. 'Where am I?', he thought to himself.

 

Then it hit him: "This is impossible... no world could be like this, which means... it must be magic."

 

Hypothesizing his surroundings, Keyfur believed this is a curse. 'But who would do this to me? Is this some kind of practical joke?'

 

He smirked with a half-grin. Keyfur yelled "OK.. Ok... you got me!! Game's over guys, time to knock it off!"

 

There was no response.

 

"I mean it, I know who you are", Keyfur lied, "and I'm going to get you back!! I hope you know that. Now, if you'll just get me out of here, maybe I'll go easy on 'ya..".

 

Again, no response. 

 

Keyfur trembled with the thought the he was incorrect, that this isn't an elaborate prank after all. He quickly sifted through his memory of friends and enemies, trying to figure out who would do something like this - why they would do this. Keyfur's guilty of his fair share of pranks, but this one goes too far.

 

He could only imagine someone peering in at him, laughing, as if they managed to blind his senses. He imagined himself wandering around the streets of Ponyville, randomly screaming "HELLO?!", as other ponies gathered and laughed. 

 

'Maybe not...', he thought. 

 

Keyfur shook his head and calmed himself down. He refused to let himself panic, in the grim chance that someone was indeed watching him.

 

"I have to focus. I have to get out of here." Key' glanced left and right, confirming the 'impossible' void that surrounds him. "I guess I'll have to walk...", he remarked confidently as he pressed onward on hoof, hoping to find something or somepony. 

[Anneal 2,197]

Her vision was faint. Homeboard was only able to see a few meters in front of her. She was covering her cut with her mouth now, attempting to limit blood loss when pressurizing the wound didn't work. Homeboard shuddered as she tasted the ferrous taste of that precious, red liquid. 

 

In front of her Homeboard could see a blurry image of two ponies. One of them was holding something; most likely a weapon, considering the pony stabbed her with it. As the pony came closer, she was able to tell that it was a mare. The mare lowered her knife, terrified of her actions, later helping Homeboard up.

 

"Don't worry about me," Homeboard reassured, wincing from the pain, "I should be thankful that I'm still alive from all that. My name is...ack...Homeboard."

 

Homeboard limped towards the wall, leaning on it until she came down to a sitting position. Her heartbeat was quickening, and to calm herself, she took quick, deep breaths. "Need...some help here," she interjected at the two were talking about petty things such as survival rate or their existence. It didn't really matter to her for now. "Don't leave me here."

[The Blades Shadow 444]

Sorry, that was a little forward, and pretty innapropriate" she said, kicking her hoof along the floor. "do ya think we're safe now? I mean, now that we have another pony here, that a 33% better chance of survival!" she said, a little too excitedly. "But maybe we should start thinking about how we all got here. She definitely wasnt her a few hours ago"

 

Her vision was faint. Homeboard was only able to see a few meters in front of her. She was covering her cut with her mouth now, attempting to limit blood loss when pressurizing the wound didn't work. Homeboard shuddered as she tasted the ferrous taste of that precious, red liquid. 

 

In front of her Homeboard could see a blurry image of two ponies. One of them was holding something; most likely a weapon, considering the pony stabbed her with it. As the pony came closer, she was able to tell that it was a mare. The mare lowered her knife, terrified of her actions, later helping Homeboard up.

 

"Don't worry about me," Homeboard reassured, wincing from the pain, "I should be thankful that I'm still alive from all that. My name is...ack...Homeboard."

 

Homeboard limped towards the wall, leaning on it until she came down to a sitting position. Her heartbeat was quickening, and to calm herself, she took quick, deep breaths. "Need...some help here," she interjected at the two were talking about petty things such as survival rate or their existence. It didn't really matter to her for now. "Don't leave me here."

"Well... I'm still a bit weak, but let's see what my healing magic can do." Pacific said, walking slowly towards the Homeboard. His horn glowed for a minute as Homeboard's wounds were healed. "It's not a permanent fix... But it's enough for now at least." He said before sitting down. "I better not try anything else like that... I don't want to waste too much energy." He added.