private I don't want to set the world on fire... with Balefire Bombs

[TheLineTrotter 100]

Private roleplay between myself and moonlight7starshine.

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Nassir stumbled through yet another ruin, looking around without truly taking in the city. A lone Zebra in a city of death. 200 years ago, if he had been wandering around the town as such, he would have undoubtedly been screamed at with various racial slurs. Perhaps even attacked by the towns populace. One could not blame the ponies of those times... propaganda painted Zebras as souless, heartless monsters who would eat one's babies and were nothing but savages. The populace was scared...

 

And it turned out they were right to be. In the end, the Zebras snuck in and detonated balefire bombs, or launched balefire missiles, killing thousands,millions... the Ponies retaliated and, all reports stated that the Zebra homeland were as much of a hellhole as Equestria. But Zebra's hadn't had Stables. For all he knew, there wasn't any Zebra life in the old homelands. 

 

He was just about to give up on scavenging for the day, finding some old shack or building and holing up in there to rest until morning, when suddenly he heard the sound of flapping wings. He glanced up, just in time to see a Manticore flying down towards him. He gasped, just barely managing to jump out of the way. He gripped a spear in between his hooves, standing on his hind legs, preparing to face the beast. 

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The spear dug into the Manticores arm it roared in pain but its tough hide protected it from any serious injuries for now at least. in the darkness there was a pair of glowing pink Dragon eyes the mare walked out of the shadows she seems to have a magical energy lance (its not that op). The mare stood there for a bit before spreading her wings and flying at the manticore with the magical energy lance ready.

 

(i know the intro is a bit awkward but come on i'm bad at rp intros).

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Nassir blinked, suddenly spotting a flying pony. A... pegasus? The eyes glowed... could it possibly be a dragon? He couldn't get a good view, but from what he could tell in the darkness, it was a pegasus with strange glowing eyes. As she flew, he tensed, worried she was going to attack him but it appeared she was focusing in the Manticore. Nassir jumped and dodged around the Manticore, his spear proving an ineffective weapon against an enemy with such a thick hide. Unless he stabbed the creature in the eye, he doubted he would cause much serious damage. And chargeing a manticore's front was a good way to get reduced to ribbons of blood and flesh. 

 

He couldn'tstop moving for a moment. Every time he did, the manticore would attempt to swat him with his wings, or slash him with his claws, or stab him with his stinger... with a complete lack of barding, Nassir knew he would be unlikely to survive any of those attacks. He focused on attempting to dodge and occasionally jab at the creatures hide, though he might as wlel have been using a thumbtack for all the good it did him. 

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The Manticore was getting frustrated with Nassirs dodging The bat pony mare landed right on the manticores head then stabbed a eye with her magical energy lance. The manticore roared and stung the bat pony mare on her hindleg with its tail. The bat pony growled and dug the energy lance further into the Manticore before losing her grip on the lance and falling over the Manticores head, she tried getting up but THe Manticore swiped her on the chest luckily she survived but with a deep wound and possibly a punchered lung.

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Nassir blinked, only now getting what could be considered a decent view. A... batpony? That was...odd. He'd never encountered such a creature before. The distraction had been enough that the Manticore even managed to graze his claws along Nassir's chest. He watched her land on the Maticore, driving a lance into the Maticore's eye. He would have tried to do that himself but- Ah,yup, she was poisioned by the Manticore's stinger. He watched her fall, and the manticore slash her across her chest. Nassir tried to think quickly.If he ran now, the manticore would likely have focused on killing and eating the new pony... but she had assisted him when there ahd been no need... he swore in an ancient tounge under his breath, chargeing at the Manticore. As it swiped at him,he jumped over it's swinging claws and rammed the lance in, peirceing the animals brain. Nassir quickly ran over to the dieing pony,pulling a super-strength restoration potion from his bag, uncorking the bottle. "Drink." He ordered, using his hooves to press the bottle to the batpony's lips... although he had no idea what he would do about the poison... 

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The Manticore gave one last roar before going limp and callapsing next to the two.

 

THe Bat pony Midnight followed Nassirs orders and drank every last drop of the potion she waited for the potion to do its work she tried moving her right leg she grunted in pain she looked at Nassir her mouth moved but no words came out. She took a deep breathe trying to relax herself then said "umm thank you".

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"Don't thank me yet." He said simply, looking over the stinger wound, taking a few breaths. He wasn't sure the potion would do much but prolong the mare's suffering... the potion had fixed her lung, and stopped the bleeding. Nassir reached into his pouch again, wrapping the mare's breast where the manticore had slashed her and covering the wounds. She'd saved his life. He could not simply leave her to die. He glanced around, trying to find somewhere to use as shelter. He blinked,looking at a resturant named Gustave's le Grand Resturant. A poster showed a faded picture of some snooty griffion twirling an almost cartoonish mustache. He bit at the mare's barding, physically dragging her into the resturant. Best he could tell, it was some sort of fancy Prench Restaurant... He looked about the building, finding it mostly clear aside from a few rodents of unusual size, which he promptly took care of. After her went out to grab his own spear and the mare's lance, he used several of the tables that he imagined had looked nice long before, he baracaded the front door.It would not stop a determined manticore, but it was something. He turned to the mare, sighing as he wet a rag with a bottle of water... it felt like a waste, but her had to... she'd saved his life, and, until he saved hers, he had to do everything he could. He used the wet rag to clean the stinger wound. "I lack any anti-venom..." he said solemnly. "Your body will have to fight this out on it's own..." he had no idea if she would survive... he would do what he could, atleast... cleaning and dressing the wound as needed and such.

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"Well at least i wont die alone i dubt my body can fight the venom without me losing my right hind leg. But hey thanks for helping me at least i wont die alone" she said sadly she sighed and closed her eyes drifting off to sleep,

 

(they could sleep right now then after that we should time skip).

Edited February 28, 2014 by moonlight7starshine

[TheLineTrotter 100]

"Not with that attitude. " The Zebra muttered. Mind over matter did, in fact, have some basis. If she believed herself doomed, she would be doomed. Her body could fight the poison, he felt... He decided to do what he could and, although the posion should have spread partially by now, he did have to try.He leaned down,putting his muzzle to the wound and sucked. immediatly after, he spit into the corner. He was attempting to suck the venom out. He repeated this process for about 10 minutes, before finnally feeling he'd done what he could and allowed hiself of passing out beside the mare.

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(time skip :3)

 

Midnight yawned as she slowly wakes up she didn't expect Nassir to still be with her though she stood up and looked at her right hindleg it has swolen slightly but she could still move it around easily. She looked at Nassir and nudged him hoping to wake him up.

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Nassir wished he could say his sleep was dreamless. He hated dreams. In all his life, he'd never had a good one...

 

 

The dream seemed to be a memory of a Jungle,of the Homelands he would never truly see. He saw Zebras, civilian Zebras, walking and talking and laughing, the war thousands of miles away... he saw children, talking about how they would get thier glyph-mark, one excitedly saying he was going to climb a tree to see if that, somehow, would help. When the child reached the top, he looked up, raising an eyebrow as he saw something coming down from the sky. There was a flash of light...

 

 

Nassir's eyes fluttered open. He looked groggy, and confused. He usually slept until either something attacked him, or until his body naturally did for other needs. In fact, he assumed it was a raider, and when he turned his head to find a bat pony's face right in front of his... well... he panicked. He jumped up, away from the bat-pony and reached for his spear to defend himself... when yesterday's events came flooding back to him. He awkwardly slipped the spear back and let out a nervous cough into his hoof for his reactions. He glanced at the swollen leg... she was alive, and her leg wasn't dead flesh or needed amputated... that was a good sign. "How are you?" He asked cautiously, wondering if it felt worse than it looked.

Edited March 1, 2014 by TheLineTrotter

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"Well i'm not feeling all that good but i can manage for now at least" she placed a hoof on her chest and sighed "well i just wished i was smarter and bit faster then i wouldn't have gotten stung by the manticore. Well not going to do anything like that for a while".

Edited March 2, 2014 by moonlight7starshine

[TheLineTrotter 100]

"Well, you're breathing. Right now, that's the important thing." He said simply, stretching a little after the night of sleeping on the floor of some 200 year old restaurant. Even when he finished, he still felt stiff. He wished he had a bed. Or even a portable cot. Instead, he had to wander the Wasteland and sleeping on any surface was even remotely suited his purpose. "There was little you could have done. Any other angle of offence would have resulted in only annoying the creature, or instant death." He paused a moment, digging through his satchels for food... "...Why did you assist me? You had no real reason to, and it only served in getting you injured..." 

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"Well because why not? what the hell i'm i suppose to do with my life after me and my sister separated plus almost every single pony i see neither shoots me on sight or runs away from me how my sister gets around ponies without scaring them or being shoot is beyond me." She didn't like her sister a lot though due to her attitude "also my names Midnight and may i ask whats a zebra doing in this celestias got dam forsaken wasteland?" she asked curiously.

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"I... see." He wasn't sure how he felt about her philosophy. Most everypony disliked or distrusted him as a Zebra and he made no plans to try and disprove them.He usually left them to their own devices, neither helping nor hindering them. What was the point? In the wasteland, they'd probably be dead in a few weeks regardless of what he did. As the mare introduced herself, Nassir did the polite thing and responded in kinda. "I am Nassir. As for your question... I do not rightly know." He said simply, finally fishing out a Fancy Colt Snack Cake, eating it slowly. "I was born here. I... believe my family came from one of those Stables, although I was born in the wasteland..." He said simply, offering a 2nd box of the pre-war cake food to the mare. 

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(i think its called fancy buck snack cakes)

 

Midnight looked at the pre war food for a moment before accepting it no pony besides her sister and friends that are gone now have given her anything. "Thanks and well since i'm a bat pony i was born in underground caves with other bat ponies but since my mother died when i was born my sister and some of my brother and sisters and some other bat ponies when to the surface. My sister didn't tell me the reason though. I'm also born with a.... heart problem which i hate and one of the reasons why i separated from my sister".

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Nassir raised an eyebrow. The mare seemed perfectly content giving him her life story with nary  breath. He supposed she had asked about his, and wanted to share her own. He simply nodded slightly listening... the heart problem was worrying, if the poison spread to her heart... her had to hope it would stop travelling through her blood stream. "I see..." he said plainly, eating his food, pulling out a half full bottle of dirty water... he looked at it with disdain, but it was all he had... he took a chug, trying not to taste it or think of the radiation, before handing what was left to the mare. "The... bat... wings... are they... mutations?" He asked curiously. The mare mentioned other bat-ponies, but they still could have been, just something that could happen to others.

 

(You need to add more punctuation... I had alot of trouble reading your post. The length is alright, but without punctuation, its hard to tell where thoughts begin or end, and feels like your character is just saying ll this in one breath which feels odd.)

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Midnight looked slightly offended when Nassir asked if her wings were a mutation. "No their not mutations bat ponies existed before the war.....but we do not know how we were created neither Princess Luna used her magic to give Pegasi bat wings and eyes or something else entirely". She looked at the dirty water and pondered for a moment before drinking it.

 

(i hope thats less confusing :c)

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Nassir winced  moment, seeming aware that what he had said had been rather offensive, now that it was revealed not to be a muation of some sort, be it from the taint or from radiation. "I mean't no offense." He stated simply. As she spoke of possible caused of her bat... ponyness, he heard her mention Luna. If bat ponies were somehow a creation of hers... "Than you have been touched by Nightmare Moon..." he muttered, clearly shaken by this... the mare, surly a star maiden if her very kind was created by the ulitmate servant of the stars....  his own code stated he should have killed her right then and there... but it seemed it was not guranteed that they were made that way. He'd stay his spear. For now.