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[MisterRe 21]

Re recognized the tracking spell through his fading ether-lining haze.

 

"Be carefully there. Your about to end up inside a hive of angry sob's. Took my wife away from me but I'm guessing you have nothing to lose."

 

Re opened the Whisky and hid himself in a corner . He poured mouthfuls at a time.

Edited August 26, 2014 by MisterRe

[MisterRe 21]

Given the opportunity, Re would have gladly taken his own life but his loyalty to the living world prevents himself from doing so. Misery has often taken him into a reckless reckoning stupor that risks both his life and the lives he cares about, both abstract and concrete entities in his life. This was his way of attempting suicide. Though Misery, herself was pronounce dead (or was going to be dead because the lack of any actual supplies necessary to keep her from starving to death) only doubled the untangable force. Morning was coming shortly and true mourning was just beginning. Soon, the bottle was empty and his vision was blurred.

 

Mister Re spent the night wandering inside the sewer tunnels, avoiding any syndicate members and or threats otherwise. This colt woke up with blood not of his own.

 

"What happened?" Mister questioned as he brushed his crimson coated blur. "I don't remember."

 

Re caught sight in the water a mare of gore with a distinctive mask of a pig. "Shame... It looks like I'm under the districts"

 

The bloodied colt heard light and life from with in the metal cap. The sound echoed like a memory, a vague but happy memory. Re rushed in too soon and opened the cap to the district of delights, covered in blood. Many scream and some even fainted but at notice guards rushed in. Nothing, no weapons, no strength, no matter. The guards surrounded him, a painful deja vu and shouted "Surrender or be killed where you stand."

 

"They ate my foal, my darling foal. S-s-s-so I had to... kill them."  Re bent all of his legs down and refused to look up at them "They just started eating her... They just started to eat her. They ate her. Ate my baby. Ate... Guards, oh mighty angels will you purify them, with your golden caress. Tell them... Them them..." One of the guards swung his hoof and swiped Re's consiousness.

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"...party will last three days, so keep alert and make sure the guards are well rested between rotations..." Re overheard his captors as he woke up. "... as for this prisoner, leave him to die here. We need as much help as possible to avoid that 'incident' at the market square."

 

"Yessir." Both guards left him in rusted cell  with a broken lock with chains and balls attached to each leg. "Goodbye and sorry about your daughter."

 

He was alone again but with a manic insanity. "Time to Regress and face my inner demons again." A festival of musical instuments and dancing took place outside, echoing from a nearby mansion.

 

A party has been officially started.

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Re resided in an absolute regression of mind, body and spirit, his soul enscribed itself into past events, regets and achievements. A soft fog clouded the world of Myst. The Myst of Re mixes both reality and fantasy, stories non-fiction and untruth and deters the already blurry line between insanity and omnicience.

 

"Regress, regress, regress, regress, regress, regress, regress,regress, regress..." The chant continued untill its rhythm capsized into a gaping remeberence. Time sped up but in reverse, its sounds and sights reverberated backward. The memories layered upon his consiousness in the mist, an expierence that would drive any unsuspecting pony into an coma-like tilt eternally. The process proceded as only seconds passed by but inside amounted years of time.

 

"Neutrality is gained, not earned; it is a side product of trama and incident with a mix of apathy and intellectual empathy. Rights are wrongs;Wrongs are rights. Everything can be proved to be true in one instance or other. So everything is true and also it is false. Excuses execute all meaning. What matters not is everything."

 

"My liege, though my morals are for the good of the ponies. I will join you on my own accord. Evil as you may be, I know you will falter but not soon. The faster I help you to the peak of your powerm the more I will help my community in an era of peace after your fall. I will give you my loyalty but not my heart nor my soul nor my life."

 

"I admire this piece you have given me. And your offer. Don't you realize what I did to your family?"

 

"Well aware, I was there... I miss them but I have no other choice. I am no hero destined to stop you."

 

"Very well then. What can you offer me, child?"

 

"Knowlegde."

[Your Nightly Spectre 1,061]

Sunset walked on an alleyway, close and next to him was Whisper. The two got extremely close to each other after yesterdays interaction with Re. Behind them walked the two brothers, serving as more of an escort. None of them had their gear with each other. Wearing nothing but cloaks and beneath that fancy nobility clothes. 

 

Arriving at the gate Whisper stayed close, the guards eyed them closely. 

 

"Tickets Sir and Ma'am? " 

 

Sunset took out a pair of tickets that they had forged some time earlier. 

 

The guard took a close look at both the tickets and two ponies. 

 

"Well, why the cloaks?" 

 

"It is not safe at night, and we didn't want to take chances. After all what bandit messes with a mysterious cloaked person? " Silver answered. 

 

"Well, that is understandable. " The guard said and signaled his friends behind him to step back and unblock the entrance to the district. 

 

"Have a good time. " he wished to them and stepped away himself. Sunset and Whisper entered slowly. 

Edited August 31, 2014 by TheDarkStar

[MisterRe 21]

Humbug

"This is emasculating..." The armored colt walked with the weight of a mare on his back.

 

"Sorry, I couldn't think of anything else." Humbug whispered. She then shouted her superficial superiority over him. "Now, mush. Guard dog, Mush. Or I'll have you in the gallows."

 

All the way toward the guarded entrance, he heard laughter and scrutiny. Humbug sat to the side like a true royal. All saw her in respect and awe. So much power over such a perceived prestigious soldier.Throughout the experience, every ounce of self-respect had been destroyed. At least it was almost over. He thought. Twin guards and a conductor protected the entrance.

 

"I am Silver Sixes, part of vanguard patrol alpha. I am here to escort Miss Lime to the party... Unfortunately, I am the 'hopeless, idiotic whelp' who destroyed her ticket in a scuffle with a thief. I am to serve as a voucher... and a whipping colt."

 

Humbug kept a face of apathy, but with eyes of piercing darts. "Unfortunately... this is true. Don't worry about the punishment. I've already taken care of that. Haven't I?"

 

"Yes, ma'am." The subordinate said quickly

 

Respect was earned and the guard's corrupted hearts admired this domination. "Have a good time."

[dashian500 194]

Grell sighd his magic wasn't strong enough to make it to silver he began walking and soon found himself at the party he had put on a suit and then his cloak one could see his stark white coat crimson mane with eyes the color of dried blood he finally found silver and approched her with a smile that wasn't obviously faked

[MisterRe 21]

The party started with a dignified sincerity. Everyone wore their social masks well, talking among themselves amid and among their secrets and insecurities. Humbug hid in them like a shroud of fog in the rolling mist. Almost every pony wasn't suspicious, almost.  There were a couple ponies who weren't drinking, dancing nor conversating (including her). However, She was swaying back and forth stirring her own body into the background. Her green figure blended well with some of the tapestry. It was as if she didn't exist. 

 

"Another thirty minutes and I'm going to rotate to another room." Humbug held a drink in her hand, half full. "Man, I wish I had bigger purse."

 

Two cloaked ponies caught her eye. It was obvious, or was it? There were the assassins, or were they? Humbug had trouble deciding whether the bluff was a bluff, or even a double and maybe even a triple bluff. She needed more evidence to figure out the actuality.

 

"Hmm...." She kept thinking and kept her swaying, but ceased to stare. "I'll get closer..."

[Wayzer 1,418]

"Where the hell can they be hiding..."  NightStrike mumbled annoyed, his voice sounding low and deformed trough the rebreather. He could have sworn he heard ponies or other things stumbling around in the dark corners of the alleys he walked trough, yet he could see nothing of them.

 

He was assured his skill and equipment kept him safe though, he was wearing a chitinous like carapace armor with a scorpion like tail resembling the form of a changeling somewhat. The helmets eyes lit up green giving him better sight in the darkness. It he would want to, he could turn it off however as it was designed to be a stealth suit. The plates where thin but incredibly resilient to damage yet allowing free movement speed.

 

NightStrike had been searching off Canterlot for traces of the Lunar Syndicate for the past few days, but besides a few rumors he found nothing. The organization intrigued him though so he wouldn't give up anytime soon. 

[Your Nightly Spectre 1,061]

Sunset and Silver went threw the party, stopping in what looks to be the district square they took off their cloaks, revealing nothing more then some noble-ish party outfits. Sunset wore a simple necktie and Silver simply had her mane all pretty and decorated. If this happened about 5/6 years ago, this would have been weird attire, but in plague times hardly any of the ponies at the party wore proper suits and other, it was just a few of the most wealthy aristocrats who still wore suits and top hats and other. 

 

Sunset was stunned by Silvers appearance, but before Silver noticed he turned away, trying to focus on the plan. He looked up at the armored city guards on the rooftops and gave out a wide grin. Everything was going according to his plan.  

 

"You know, how about we make use of the party while we can? Not everyday that we have Grump host such an event, and we still got time until the great speech. " 

 

The stallion gave it a thought, he had time. And nothing really stood in the way of having a little fun before he got down to business. 

 

"Alright, lets go. " He told Whisper. 

[MisterRe 21]

"Dirty, ewie, goddamit." The ponies in the cloaks were pega-strippers and after awkward lap-dance later, she out of the situation. Humbug stuffed her disgust with cake and moved through the rooms, looking for its guest of honor. 

 

"Where's grumps?" Humbug asked herself. The mansion itself was huge and maze-like, guards were everywhere. She was tired of stealing these small, pesky things like the many diamonds, gold jewelry and bits she had in her purse. If it were any heavier, it would serve more as weapon than a carrying case. Humbug sat down at the entrance and ate more desert. "He'll be here."

[dashian500 194]

Sunset and Silver went threw the party, stopping in what looks to be the district square they took off their cloaks, revealing nothing more then some noble-ish party outfits. Sunset wore a simple necktie and Silver simply had her mane all pretty and decorated. If this happened about 5/6 years ago, this would have been weird attire, but in plague times hardly any of the ponies at the party wore proper suits and other, it was just a few of the most wealthy aristocrats who still wore suits and top hats and other.

 

Sunset was stunned by Silvers appearance, but before Silver noticed he turned away, trying to focus on the plan. He looked up at the armored city guards on the rooftops and gave out a wide grin. Everything was going according to his plan.

 

"You know, how about we make use of the party while we can? Not everyday that we have Grump host such an event, and we still got time until the great speech. "

 

The stallion gave it a thought, he had time. And nothing really stood in the way of having a little fun before he got down to business.

 

"Alright, lets go. " He told Whisper.

as grell walked around he was surprised to find he was over dressed -no matter I just need to find that mare from earlier I could smell death around her-grell thought then he seen her he walked over to silver with a smile "hello I'm grell to whom do I owe the pleasure " grell said glad he found her

[Your Nightly Spectre 1,061]

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Whisper turned to face the stallion and immediately recognized him. Freezing in shock she just stared at him. Sunset took notice and stood next to Silver, trying to see what is going on. 

 

Silver decided to speak. 

 

"I am Silver Whisper dear Sir. And I do not wish to be bothered." She lit up her horn preparing for anything from Grell. 

Edited September 5, 2014 by TheDarkStar

[dashian500 194]

Grell nodded "no need here for violence or tension I need to speak with you preferably in a more private setting " grell said then whispered to her "the smell of death clings to your soul it's what draws me to you " grell let it sink in then he spoke loud enough for the others to hear "do not attack me or I'll be forced to use my power against you instead of for you"

[Your Nightly Spectre 1,061]

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She didn't let the words sink in, and him talking loud was not important to her. 

 

"What do you mean "AGAINST me instead of FOR me? " Speak up before I call the guards on you, after all you are a part of Dead-watch, they would be glad to listen to a mare in distress. "

 

The three guards approached, an elder stallion in a steel officer uniform and two younger ones in simple golden armor. 

 

"What is going on here?" 

[dashian500 194]

Grell sighed "the scent of death clings to your soul as for dead watch I was doing some research and it was in the best interest of every pony that I was in the gang " grell said then he looked at the guards "nothing of major importance yet I don't think anything is to happen until the big speech " grell said pointedly looking to silver

[MisterRe 21]

"What is Grell doing here? And who are those ponies?" Humbug never really knew Grell apart from him being in Dead-Watch. He was the cryptic, creepy type that even she couldn't figure out. The inter workings of that mind was an obscure collaboration of obsession of death and oblique sense of morality. "I'm curious. I have to talk to him."

 

Humbug left the window and proceeded through the door to the outside. "I hope he's not in trouble or anything." She proceeded to approach the group of five with subtle demeanor.

 

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"Grell, fancy meeting you here." 

[dashian500 194]

Grell looked over "I suppose it is humbug what is it that you want " grell said politely he remembered humbug from dead watch -she better not cause any trouble for me death seems to like her so I'd rather not have to harm her-grell thought -but I will if need be -

[MisterRe 21]

"Who are your friends here? They seem a bit odd in particular." Humbug was in the company of unicorns, if things would get dicey. She would disable their magic. Humbug then turned to the newly acquainted ponies.

 

@, 

 

"I haven't seen you two in recent memory. Its a pleasure to meet you. My full name is Humbug Chasity Lime, a how-you-say friend of Grell's."

[Your Nightly Spectre 1,061]

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Sunset turned to Humbug while Silver kept her eyes on Grell, giving him a deadly look. 

 

"Well, pleasure to meet you too ma'am. Your friend Grell here has been mugging my companion here, and I must say I don't like it. So maybe you could try and tame him, or else I will. " 

Edited September 6, 2014 by TheDarkStar

[MisterRe 21]

@, 

 

"Now,now, There's no need for hollow threats." Humbug gave him a smug smile, assessing his reaction. " As for Grell, I can't really control him . Otherwise, If I intervene it'll produce some... deadly results. I wonder... do you know how they met? It seems like old flame or something that got off bad terms. I bet their dying to kill each other. Anyway, I kid. The party is this way."

[Your Nightly Spectre 1,061]

@@MisterRe, @@dashian500,

 

 

"Too bad the party is ending. " 

 

Sunset heard cheering as Grump came out of the house and unto the podium stage. 

 

Not even flinching he lit up his horn and fired a powerful bold of magic, disabling the magical barrier that was around the stage to keep any VIP's safe. Next thing happened was that Silver shot a swift crystal spike at Grump. But before it hit one of the guards shot it out with their own magic, Grump being hit by small shards pretty bad but still not anything major. 

 

Panic broke out, the guards shooting the bolt out was a bad turn of events, now they were useless. From the rooftops teleported the sentry guards who quickly joined ranks with Silver and Sands, then with a green flash they all magically took off their disguises and revealed the Syndicate attire. They all wore Syndicate tattoos and were all unicorns. 

 

Sunset quickly lit up his horn again and placed a spell on Humbug, not allowing her to speak or perform any voice related things. The stallion read about her in a file, and he was not going to take chances on who's side she was on. Silver ran and went after grump, going threw the crowd and avoiding guards are well as possible. 

 

A few of the Syndicate troops focused on Grell, surrounding him and aiming their blades at him while the other part was busy fighting off the other guards. 

[dashian500 194]

Grell smirked "and what do you plan to do with those " grell said summoning his scythe and banishing the suit leaving him in his cloak his eyes changed to bright red "I could have used deaths door to catch his soul and kill him unless one's studied death magics they can't stop it " grell said "I'm here to join you but I will fight you if need be" there was a cold hard edge to his voice at the end

[MisterRe 21]

Humbug's hymn was too late to stop the icicle projectile but it wasn't too late to disrupt the next spell that was casted against her. She felt the thick but fluid aura inside her trachea but it dissipated when she hummed even louder. The mare then vaulted herself backward, away from the group that now surrounded Grell. Nice try motherbucker, no spell can touch me now. She had a sound barrier around her that disbanded any magical aura around her. Humbug ran inside and stole an off-duty guards armor. Good thing the colt was drunk and also fit her size to an extent.

 

"I have to call for help!"

[Your Nightly Spectre 1,061]

@@MisterRe,@@dashian500,  

 

"Fine... Grell... but if you caus- " Sunset paused for a second dodging a magic bolt aimed at him and quickly firing back taking out the guard. "- if you cause any trouble I will dispose of you, I am giving you a chance. " 

 

The battle broke out, syndicate and guards were fighting, but one thing disturbed the situation, some of the syndicate unicorns stayed in place, not reacting to the situation at all. 

 

Suddenly with a shout from a squad captain they moved, but instead of aiming at the guards they attacked their fellow Syndicates.

Being attacked from the back many died without knowing what was going on, simply turning into ash from some of the spells or being stabbed in the back by a blade. Some of the traitors[lets say 4] ran at Grell and Sunset, some of them disappeared in clouds of black smoke by using teleporting spells and some continued charging straight on them.  

 

Sunset was in shock, the whole plan felt so perfect and working up until now, now he was frozen in place and didn't know what to do. 

 

_________

 

Silver ran threw the crowds, the sudden screams of terror cought her eye and she turned back, seeing the friendly slaughter behind her. She was stuck between two things, finishing off Grump and fulfilling the mission, or being sure that her team mates were safe, and most of all her captain. She just stood there, for a second or two, but she finally let go and decided to go with what she thought Sunset would have ordered her to do now, leave them and finish off the target. 

 

Running she jumped on a store stand and then teleported exactly to where Grumps bodyguard was, not having enough time to react the guard was penetrated by a stiletto[knife] to the heart. With a swift move she pulled out and faced Grump, who was now armed with a dueling sword. But Whisper didn't have time to fool around, lighting up her horn she shot a huge fireball at the elder pony, and soon screams of pain filled the air as within seconds later Grump was a pile of ashes. Satisfied with accomplishing the mission she turned back trying to find out the situation of the Syndicate vs Syndicate battle. Next to her appeared Phalanx, a officer of one of the unicorn strike groups, he spoke out.

 

"Two squads turned on us. Situation is looking bad, if we hurry we might get to them. "

 

Whisper nodded and as soon as she turned away she felt a pain up her head and the world became blurry to her eyes. Falling to the ground she saw everything turning into darkness...

Edited September 7, 2014 by TheDarkStar

[MisterRe 21]

"I'm not getting out without my score. Those guard dogs will pay well in ransom for Grumps." Humbug had to do it. She wouldn't want to be one of the random casualty. "Time for a third party to join this party."

 

Humbug went outside again equipped with shining golden armor. She took a deep inhale and didn't let go, her lungs held its air till the brain's reflexes forced it out. The sound stopped everything.

 

"NNNNNMMMMNG." All of the air in her lungs left through her nostrils and left her smelling a little blood. The feeling Humbug felt afterward was a feeling as if she had blown her nose too hard. Her mind had a huge migraine but she lowered the volume to a sustainable level. The sound became the hummed melody: Twisted Nerve. Everything was resuming with her song attached to the background

 

The hymn echoed through the city, to every hall, to every street and mostly importantly every Dead-watch member in the Junkyard. The song was signal and was varied meaning. Some, it meant a good fight, others, a steal and to the right ponies: a mission. 

 

The song lasted a total a fourty-five seconds from the safety of the other exit of the mansion, giving enough time for the unicorns to teleport to the war call. Each unicorn carried all who wished to come up to a total of five per teleport. They tuned their concentration to the song and the spells did the rest. Within the minute, thirty members appeared in random packets in random places at random times. Their locations corralled around Humbug's  general location. This wasn't a false alarm, they came in with swords, bats and other blunt and sharp objects. About twenty more were incoming pegasi.

 

Humbug felt a ringing even louder, after her one minute melody. She would fell if there wasn't a pony to catch her.

 

"Now, look who slips." Slips interlocked her hooves with his. An earth pony was in company with him.

 

"Buddy, what are you doing here?" She tilted her head.

 

"I'm here to help." Buddy Dud smiled at here. "What do you need?"

 

"We need to steal the VIP from here and get some sweet ransom."

 

They all entered the mansion, through the running noblemare,

[dashian500 194]

Grell smirked tossing his cloak aside "breath of the damned " he called and instantly the intense smell of death and decay filled the air as if thousands of bodies had been rotting there it was so bad ponies where losing their dinner "souls of the damned rise and fight for your master " grell yelled slamming the shaft of his scythe down slowly souls began appearing helping the other members although alone they're weak in groups they are deadly and more keep rising filling in where others are dispatched grell then turned his attention to the ponies charging at him