private The Hunted rp

[Rascal~ 657]

OOC THREAD

After an order from the Royal Sisters themselves to eradicate all changelings from their empire and the ones in alliance with their own, Normal ponies are taking it upon themselves to fulfill the order. 
Changelings are on the run, either back to the hive or to a safer place, and Normal ponies are on the hunt to take down the insect ponies. 

Canterlot PAS

An order has come about from the Royal Sisters themselves, that all changelings within their kingdom and the kingdoms in alliance with theirs must be hunted and cast back to where they belong. To those who wish to help in the hunt for the banished race, Sun's Speed. 

And for those who are being hunted, your advice is to start running now.

~The Canterlot Public Announcement Service

Crystal Empire PAS

 

An Order has come from Princess Celestia and Princess Luna, the Royal Sister's from the Equestrian Empire. Their order has stated that all Changelings are to be banished and casted out from their own lands and the lands of the kingdoms in Alliance with them. The Crystal Empire would like to uphold this order as our own Princess, Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, is the niece of the Royal Sisters.
To those who can and wish to uphold this order, we thank you for keeping our kingdom safe.
And to those who are being hunted, we shall have no mercy on you.   

~The Crystal Empire Public Announcement Service

 

Edited May 25, 2014 by Rascal61

[Shadow Dancer 111]

I was walking home from a day of talking to an old friend that happened to know of my nature, well then again I knew he was an assassin so we both had our own skeletons in the closet. That's besides the point, Once I arrived home I dropped my disguise and relaxed. The windows were closed and life was good I even survived off the ambient love energy that was plentiful around here.

 

I decided to read the paper, when I saw the front page, I could only say two words to describe it. "Damn it!"

Edited May 26, 2014 by Shadow Dancer

[Agent505 661]

@@Shadow Dancer, (I would suggest you "follow" the RP (top right of the page), so you're updated on new posts on the fly)

 

The two mares had become something of a fixture around the Crystal Empire as of late, spending most of their days simply walking the streets for an unknown reason; finding places to eat in cafés and sleeping in the local inn, the aura of silence that surrounded them - both literally and metaphorically - was nothing short of just plain eerie. 

 

Slugging down the street behind her ever-active and bouncing sister Enid, Myra was looking around the roads for their next stop when she was suddenly stopped herself by walking into a soft wall. No, not a wall, Enid had just decided to sit down in the middle of the street again.

Scowling at her, Myra stepped by the side of her twin and gave her the most questioning look, causing Enid to simply grin and point to a nearby shopping stall in the market. 

 

This one particular stall housed the weekly news, as well as various other day-to-day items. Myra half-rolled her eyes before closing them and shaking her head. Naturally, Enid switched expressions from that of a happy filly to one that somewhat resembled a puppy being kicked. Life was difficult, being Myra. Half of the time she would have only the faintest idea as to what Enid wanted to do next, and the other half of the time she wouldn't know until she was already doing it. 

Letting out a low breath, Myra rolled her eyes again in a more accepting way, and before she could see the transition back to happy filly, Enid had disappeared in the direction of the news stand and was quickly returning with a paper that she dropped on the ground in front of Myra, grinning from ear-to-ear. 

 

Myra simply patted her on the horn, before she set herself about reading the front page of the newspaper, her stern and focused appearance slowly contorting into a characteristic smirk on her face.

[Shadow Dancer 111]

I quickly made my way to a hidden corridor in my home. Spotting a medium black chest that lacked a lock. I activated my magic and opened the chest. In it was some weapons and armor that haven't been used in years.

 

Seeing these things brought bitter memories of my banishment to mind. Unlike a pony when a Changeling is banished they receive a mark on their side, commonly referred to as the Mark of Shame. This is a symbol that indicates to all changelings that they are not to help the marked Changeling in any way and are to kill them on site if possible. This is why I had to move so much.

 

Anyway, The weapons the chest contained were two daggers, two gauntlets with both housing a single two inch blade that is connected to my mind to open on a thought. the right blade was hollowed so I could put poisons in it that would inject into the blood stream, also activated by a thought. The final weapon was a two foot blade that could collapses into the hilt and with a flick would expand to full length. 

 

The armor was simple black leather and steel with a hood and cowl. It was enchanted to be able to change with my form to perfectly fit me without damaging the material 

 

I put my weapons and armor on and prepared to leave.