The main part of the party in Mended Horn is wrapping up a matter at an Abandoned Whaling/Sealing station... somewhat. Virgin Flame has made her return and is celebrating with exercise and tea after recovering an important marble statue head and vanquishing several amoebas in the process.
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>>181014
I was just waiting for the retcon/ruling in the OOC thread, before we decided how to continue.
Maybe pretend it never happened, and start the session with some lore checks.
I was just waiting for the retcon/ruling in the OOC thread, before we decided how to continue.
Maybe pretend it never happened, and start the session with some lore checks.
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>>181018
Breathes in
Dark Star... Or is he still Solar Night? Wakes up in his tent. The light penetrates through the cloth, and opening the flaps, he sees outside to the now extinguished fire, to the cloud studded sky, and to the oak tree that looms above. If the trees weren't in the way, he knows he'd see the top of the Tall Sails building as well
There's something so relaxing about camping and being in nature. It's lonely, to be sure, and nature can be brutal in its indifference. But that's the charm, really. Nopony, and especially, nocreature, to cause him trouble. No expectations, no disappointment. No troubles of society at all. Just the sound of birds chirping their early morning songs, and the occasional movement of the wind
Breathes in
Dark Star... Or is he still Solar Night? Wakes up in his tent. The light penetrates through the cloth, and opening the flaps, he sees outside to the now extinguished fire, to the cloud studded sky, and to the oak tree that looms above. If the trees weren't in the way, he knows he'd see the top of the Tall Sails building as well
There's something so relaxing about camping and being in nature. It's lonely, to be sure, and nature can be brutal in its indifference. But that's the charm, really. Nopony, and especially, nocreature, to cause him trouble. No expectations, no disappointment. No troubles of society at all. Just the sound of birds chirping their early morning songs, and the occasional movement of the wind
>>181020
Dark Star sighs and rubs the back of his head before sitting up. he straightens his jacket and walks outside into the picturesqe landscape and breaths in the fresh air.
He looks around his campsite, a few bottles of apple whiskey lay strewn out near the campfire. then he feels the slight headache from the good time he had drinking. he walks down to the river bank where he has left his fishing pole from the night before.
Dark Star sighs and rubs the back of his head before sitting up. he straightens his jacket and walks outside into the picturesqe landscape and breaths in the fresh air.
He looks around his campsite, a few bottles of apple whiskey lay strewn out near the campfire. then he feels the slight headache from the good time he had drinking. he walks down to the river bank where he has left his fishing pole from the night before.
>>181023
Can you describe what Dark Star looks like?
His name sounds like Death Knight material. Rosey Ring might be interested in him...
Can you describe what Dark Star looks like?
His name sounds like Death Knight material. Rosey Ring might be interested in him...
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>>181028
Yea, Dark Star is an Earth pony ranger, He's like Fascist James dean. Red Coat, Short black mane, black leather jacket, sometimes he has his coat dyed for his job with the black hooves.
Yea, Dark Star is an Earth pony ranger, He's like Fascist James dean. Red Coat, Short black mane, black leather jacket, sometimes he has his coat dyed for his job with the black hooves.
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>>181029
~Ooh, a Fascist Ranger, with excellent taste in clothing. What are his Favored Enemies?
Does he consider himself a warrior? A huntsman? Does he hold deep feelings of resentment or hatred towards his favored foes? Does he want to exterminate them? Does he wish to grow stronger? Does he fight for a cause? Would he even... die for that cause?
~Ooh, a Fascist Ranger, with excellent taste in clothing. What are his Favored Enemies?
Does he consider himself a warrior? A huntsman? Does he hold deep feelings of resentment or hatred towards his favored foes? Does he want to exterminate them? Does he wish to grow stronger? Does he fight for a cause? Would he even... die for that cause?
>>181023
So like,... the first night,... he pitched a tent
Yeah! Yeah! And then when he woke up, he went for his pole!
(vigorous giggling)
So like,... the first night,... he pitched a tent
Yeah! Yeah! And then when he woke up, he went for his pole!
(vigorous giggling)
>>181030
>What are his Favored Enemies?
Zebras
>Does he consider himself a
He's a Gunslinger, think Travis Bickle from taxi driver.
>Does he hold deep feelings of resentment or hatred towards his favored foes
Extreme feelings of resentment, yea
>Does he want to exterminate them?
TZD
>Does he wish to grow stronger?
Of course
> Does he fight for a cause?
He fights tofree Baltimare from the decadence and degeneracy that the princess's let fester even before the war, and put ponies back on top in the city and in general
>Would he even... die for that cause?
A stallion is not truly alive until he's ready to die for something greater
>>181031
Kek, exactly how it went
>What are his Favored Enemies?
Zebras
>Does he consider himself a
He's a Gunslinger, think Travis Bickle from taxi driver.
>Does he hold deep feelings of resentment or hatred towards his favored foes
Extreme feelings of resentment, yea
>Does he want to exterminate them?
TZD
>Does he wish to grow stronger?
Of course
> Does he fight for a cause?
He fights tofree Baltimare from the decadence and degeneracy that the princess's let fester even before the war, and put ponies back on top in the city and in general
>Would he even... die for that cause?
A stallion is not truly alive until he's ready to die for something greater
>>181031
Kek, exactly how it went
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>>181032
>Zebras
Based
Does he hate griffons and changelings too?
>a Gunslinger, think Travis Bickle from taxi driver
>Extreme feelings of resentment
Based
>TZD
Based
>Of course
How far would he go to grow stronger?
>put ponies back on top in the city and in general
Based pony supremacist.
>A stallion is not truly alive until he's ready to die for something greater
~Ooh, I believe that Dark Star and Rossy Ring could become very, very, very good friends.
I look forward to meeting you in game.
Last question: does he have strong Vril?
>Zebras
Based
Does he hate griffons and changelings too?
>a Gunslinger, think Travis Bickle from taxi driver
>Extreme feelings of resentment
Based
>TZD
Based
>Of course
How far would he go to grow stronger?
>put ponies back on top in the city and in general
Based pony supremacist.
>A stallion is not truly alive until he's ready to die for something greater
~Ooh, I believe that Dark Star and Rossy Ring could become very, very, very good friends.
I look forward to meeting you in game.
Last question: does he have strong Vril?
>>181033
>Does he hate griffons and changelings too?
He hates them both yea.
>How far would he go to grow stronger?
depends on hat you mean
>Ooh, I believe that Dark Star and Rossy Ring could become very, very, very good friends.
I look forward to meeting you in game.
Tell me a bit about your character.
>does he have strong Vril?
The Vril loves Him
>Does he hate griffons and changelings too?
He hates them both yea.
>How far would he go to grow stronger?
depends on hat you mean
>Ooh, I believe that Dark Star and Rossy Ring could become very, very, very good friends.
I look forward to meeting you in game.
Tell me a bit about your character.
>does he have strong Vril?
The Vril loves Him
>>181034
>depends on hat you mean
Would he dabble with secret dark, forbidden occult forces and make the ultimate sacrifice to become Darth Stellaris?
>Tell me a bit about your character.
Rosey Ring is a Dread Necromancer, who hails from afar.
She's a beautiful white unicorn, with a long red mane and alluring golden eyes.
She's says she's from Farbrook, but she's secretly a dark mage from the Dread League.
She wants to exterminate the changelings.
>The Vril loves Him
Definitely Death Knight material.
>depends on hat you mean
Would he dabble with secret dark, forbidden occult forces and make the ultimate sacrifice to become Darth Stellaris?
>Tell me a bit about your character.
Rosey Ring is a Dread Necromancer, who hails from afar.
She's a beautiful white unicorn, with a long red mane and alluring golden eyes.
She's says she's from Farbrook, but she's secretly a dark mage from the Dread League.
She wants to exterminate the changelings.
>The Vril loves Him
Definitely Death Knight material.
>>181035
>Would he dabble with secret dark, forbidden occult forces and make the ultimate sacrifice to become Darth Stellaris?
He's encountered the undead before, he would probably be a little trepidatious in going down that road, but maybe, who knows
>She's says she's from Farbrook, but she's secretly a dark mage from the Dread League.
Based, I Dont think Dark Star would even be aware of the Dread leauge as he grew up on a Farm outside Baltimare.
>She wants to exterminate the changelings.
I Think they'll get along just fine indeed.
>Definitely Death Knight material.
That could be an interesting turn
>Would he dabble with secret dark, forbidden occult forces and make the ultimate sacrifice to become Darth Stellaris?
He's encountered the undead before, he would probably be a little trepidatious in going down that road, but maybe, who knows
>She's says she's from Farbrook, but she's secretly a dark mage from the Dread League.
Based, I Dont think Dark Star would even be aware of the Dread leauge as he grew up on a Farm outside Baltimare.
>She wants to exterminate the changelings.
I Think they'll get along just fine indeed.
>Definitely Death Knight material.
That could be an interesting turn
>>181036
New side quest for Posey's bucket list: Dark Star into a Death Knight by seducing him to the dark side.
>He's encountered the undead before, he would probably be a little trepidatious in going down that road, but maybe, who knows
Posey can be very persuasive :3
Anyways, your character is cool.
Posey's cutie mark is something like a Dark Star: it's a Dark Sun over a white sky. Perhaps they were destined to meet.
This might be ooc thread material, but I think character descriptions and introductions are better here.
New side quest for Posey's bucket list: Dark Star into a Death Knight by seducing him to the dark side.
>He's encountered the undead before, he would probably be a little trepidatious in going down that road, but maybe, who knows
Posey can be very persuasive :3
Anyways, your character is cool.
Posey's cutie mark is something like a Dark Star: it's a Dark Sun over a white sky. Perhaps they were destined to meet.
This might be ooc thread material, but I think character descriptions and introductions are better here.
>>181037
>New side quest for Posey's bucket list: Dark Star into a Death Knight by seducing him to the dark side.
Good Luck, Kek
>Anyways, your character is cool.
Thanks, so is yours
Dark Star's cutie mark is a Fasces
>Perhaps they were destined to meet.
Perhaps so kek, stranger things have happened
> but I think character descriptions and introductions are better here.
Agreed
>New side quest for Posey's bucket list: Dark Star into a Death Knight by seducing him to the dark side.
Good Luck, Kek
>Anyways, your character is cool.
Thanks, so is yours
Dark Star's cutie mark is a Fasces
>Perhaps they were destined to meet.
Perhaps so kek, stranger things have happened
> but I think character descriptions and introductions are better here.
Agreed
>>181041
Well, I'm back. I was back a while ago but I forgot to write something.
Just and fyi is all. ^^
Well, I'm back. I was back a while ago but I forgot to write something.
Just and fyi is all. ^^
"Hey! Are you asleep?" I shout-whisper into the black thread only lit up slightly by the luminescent swastika on an Aryanne pulshie standing guard besides the cthulhu-esque dreaming form of GM-kun.
My iron grip on my stack of four-hundred A4 pages backstory is so hard that it drains the blood from my knuckles. I'm about to drop it on his face but my hands are stop by his sleep-talk.
"It's- It's Tiara... Not crown. *snore* Reee- *snore* eeee *snore* eee..." GM-kun says in his sleep and follow it up with bunch of lip smacks. Like, you know, that scene in Disney's Robin Hood with the sleeping Prince John lion.
"Oh,-" I blink. "-never mind."
I put my stack on top of another stack of paper on his night table. The night table creaks ominously. I briefly read the brief on the other stack before overlapping it with my own, apparently it's some kind of domestic divorce dispute about money, so now he has two pleasant surprises to wake up to.
I see that he fidgets in his sleep. Clearly his dreaming of a third-party DnD source book lecturing him while using the word, 'hereby'.
I feel for him so I pull out my Luna plushie and place it beside him on his bed. A bit of an ass-pull, hehe, get it?
He sense the pony in his sleep and pulls her close to his chest.
I pet my plushie and say, "You're appreciated autism support soft toy."
Then I tippity toe out of the room. ^^
My iron grip on my stack of four-hundred A4 pages backstory is so hard that it drains the blood from my knuckles. I'm about to drop it on his face but my hands are stop by his sleep-talk.
"It's- It's Tiara... Not crown. *snore* Reee- *snore* eeee *snore* eee..." GM-kun says in his sleep and follow it up with bunch of lip smacks. Like, you know, that scene in Disney's Robin Hood with the sleeping Prince John lion.
"Oh,-" I blink. "-never mind."
I put my stack on top of another stack of paper on his night table. The night table creaks ominously. I briefly read the brief on the other stack before overlapping it with my own, apparently it's some kind of domestic divorce dispute about money, so now he has two pleasant surprises to wake up to.
I see that he fidgets in his sleep. Clearly his dreaming of a third-party DnD source book lecturing him while using the word, 'hereby'.
I feel for him so I pull out my Luna plushie and place it beside him on his bed. A bit of an ass-pull, hehe, get it?
He sense the pony in his sleep and pulls her close to his chest.
I pet my plushie and say, "You're appreciated autism support soft toy."
Then I tippity toe out of the room. ^^
>>181023
chirp chirp
The few birds continue their chirping, and the trees are mostly leafless, with the dead leaves covering the ground. The air, however, is fresh and cold. He can see his breath coming out of his snout. It has none of the smell of diesel and gasoline fumes back in Baltimare.
Walking towards the stream, Dark Star finds the fishing pole he left leaning against a tree. The pole has fallen down against the tree, but at least it hasn't been stolen in the night by a homeless zebra.
The water in the stream continues its trickle along the rocks Or are you suggesting he's by a larger river like the Delemare or a tributary?
Does he clear his mind, or does he let all of the thoughts of the two nights before, and of the larger world, flood back in?
>>181041
>>181044
Hello
>>181046
scrunch
ur silly
chirp chirp
The few birds continue their chirping, and the trees are mostly leafless, with the dead leaves covering the ground. The air, however, is fresh and cold. He can see his breath coming out of his snout. It has none of the smell of diesel and gasoline fumes back in Baltimare.
Walking towards the stream, Dark Star finds the fishing pole he left leaning against a tree. The pole has fallen down against the tree, but at least it hasn't been stolen in the night by a homeless zebra.
The water in the stream continues its trickle along the rocks Or are you suggesting he's by a larger river like the Delemare or a tributary?
Does he clear his mind, or does he let all of the thoughts of the two nights before, and of the larger world, flood back in?
>>181041
>>181044
Hello
>>181046
scrunch
ur silly
Okay, for Baltimare crew. In the long term I would like Dark Star, Virgin Flame, and Amber to meet up for a quest. I'm not sure how long that would take, but it's the goal.
>>180904 →
"Well..." She pauses, and takes multiple seconds breathing in and out before proceeding "May we be with Celestia. She kind of needs all of the champions she can get."
Heather slowly trots up next to Vir, sits down, and places a hoof on Vir's shoulder. She speaks softly, as if telling a secret.
"When Chrysalis shot back at Celestia, and the crown came off..." She moves her eyes to make eye contact with Vir. "I think that many ponies took that as a sign that she was just a pony. A pony like us. Sometimes I wonder if it made her think that."
She gives Vir a small pet that perhaps is more for her own reassurance than for Vir's
"I think it's okay to not be okay right now. Not a lot of us are."
>>180904 →
"Well..." She pauses, and takes multiple seconds breathing in and out before proceeding "May we be with Celestia. She kind of needs all of the champions she can get."
Heather slowly trots up next to Vir, sits down, and places a hoof on Vir's shoulder. She speaks softly, as if telling a secret.
"When Chrysalis shot back at Celestia, and the crown came off..." She moves her eyes to make eye contact with Vir. "I think that many ponies took that as a sign that she was just a pony. A pony like us. Sometimes I wonder if it made her think that."
She gives Vir a small pet that perhaps is more for her own reassurance than for Vir's
"I think it's okay to not be okay right now. Not a lot of us are."
>>180301 →
She bats a hoof dismissively
"Oh, I wouldn't start with When the Apricot Blossums Fall. I enjoyed it, mind you, and you'll probably enjoy it more than I if you're not familiar with the tropes of the genre, but there are better books out there if you are just starting. 'Autumn's Fire" is one of the better pieces. It's a period Piece, set back during Nettle's Rebellion. That one, and 'Adieux, Darling,' which is an older book, but a classic, is where I would start.
As for magazines, well, in this industry, the Manehattan Review is a solid starter, as is the Canterlot line of the same. The latter was recently bought out by Sassy Saddles, and has improved."
She bats a hoof dismissively
"Oh, I wouldn't start with When the Apricot Blossums Fall. I enjoyed it, mind you, and you'll probably enjoy it more than I if you're not familiar with the tropes of the genre, but there are better books out there if you are just starting. 'Autumn's Fire" is one of the better pieces. It's a period Piece, set back during Nettle's Rebellion. That one, and 'Adieux, Darling,' which is an older book, but a classic, is where I would start.
As for magazines, well, in this industry, the Manehattan Review is a solid starter, as is the Canterlot line of the same. The latter was recently bought out by Sassy Saddles, and has improved."
>>181049
>ur silly
Born to be. ^^
>>181050
>Okay, for Baltimare crew. In the long term I would like Dark Star, Virgin Flame, and Amber to meet up for a quest. I'm not sure how long that would take, but it's the goal.
That sounds cool though I will play Virgin in character all the time, or try, so she will only join up if it makes sense. But I have nothing against it, since I think I'd enjoy interacting with the other plays ic. ^^
---
Vir's eyes widen in realization and she nods upon the words, 'that she was just a pony'.
She stares back into those eyes with a sense of reliability and pity. She feels her, in metaphorical way. Then she looks down at her hoof. She absentmindedly scratch the ground with that hoof.
"Before the world turned upside-down, at the Orphanage I grow up at, I had three friends, or well, sisters. We weren't related. Just three orphaned foals growing up at a monastery together," she says and takes her time with each sentence.
Images of being chased by brown filly with pink and red in her mane, teasing her that she couldn't catch her before the filly spread her wings, whereupon, young Vir changed her tone, "You're cheating, Pew." In the foggy background of her memory, there's a pale-green unicorn giggling at the display into her hoof.
"We were happy." -A memory of being pulled into the soft bed of swamp-colored unicorn by a chocolate furred Pegasus. The unicorn is surprise as she was reading her book. Her young self tries to leave only to be pulled back by the pleading voice of Pew. Soon the memory shifts to the day after as Vir is awaken by Celestia's sun, which light reveals her to trapped in bundle of soft limbs.- "We were inseparable. But then-" The blue aura of her friend zaps out, leaving on sooth around her steaming horn. She screams in pain and goes down. She's screaming with tears running down her face. A black hoof, gleaming like latex, constrict Pew's throat and you hear her pained gasp.- "One of them was taken by the changelings."
>ur silly
Born to be. ^^
>>181050
>Okay, for Baltimare crew. In the long term I would like Dark Star, Virgin Flame, and Amber to meet up for a quest. I'm not sure how long that would take, but it's the goal.
That sounds cool though I will play Virgin in character all the time, or try, so she will only join up if it makes sense. But I have nothing against it, since I think I'd enjoy interacting with the other plays ic. ^^
---
Vir's eyes widen in realization and she nods upon the words, 'that she was just a pony'.
She stares back into those eyes with a sense of reliability and pity. She feels her, in metaphorical way. Then she looks down at her hoof. She absentmindedly scratch the ground with that hoof.
"Before the world turned upside-down, at the Orphanage I grow up at, I had three friends, or well, sisters. We weren't related. Just three orphaned foals growing up at a monastery together," she says and takes her time with each sentence.
Images of being chased by brown filly with pink and red in her mane, teasing her that she couldn't catch her before the filly spread her wings, whereupon, young Vir changed her tone, "You're cheating, Pew." In the foggy background of her memory, there's a pale-green unicorn giggling at the display into her hoof.
"We were happy." -A memory of being pulled into the soft bed of swamp-colored unicorn by a chocolate furred Pegasus. The unicorn is surprise as she was reading her book. Her young self tries to leave only to be pulled back by the pleading voice of Pew. Soon the memory shifts to the day after as Vir is awaken by Celestia's sun, which light reveals her to trapped in bundle of soft limbs.- "We were inseparable. But then-" The blue aura of her friend zaps out, leaving on sooth around her steaming horn. She screams in pain and goes down. She's screaming with tears running down her face. A black hoof, gleaming like latex, constrict Pew's throat and you hear her pained gasp.- "One of them was taken by the changelings."
>>181053
Amber, in a previous failed knowledge roll, determined that Sassy Saddles was either that wife of the former Foreign Minister that shot a printer and had a famous trial some years ago, or maybe she was that prime minister who rounded up and moved a bunch of diamond dogs from central Equestria quite a few years ago.
“Hehe, no. She’s the foremost expert on design in Canterlot. An associate of Rarity.”
>>181054
She slowly pets her
“I understand… a lot of us had ponies we know be lost… It’s hard, going on without them, to be sure.”
Amber, in a previous failed knowledge roll, determined that Sassy Saddles was either that wife of the former Foreign Minister that shot a printer and had a famous trial some years ago, or maybe she was that prime minister who rounded up and moved a bunch of diamond dogs from central Equestria quite a few years ago.
“Hehe, no. She’s the foremost expert on design in Canterlot. An associate of Rarity.”
>>181054
She slowly pets her
“I understand… a lot of us had ponies we know be lost… It’s hard, going on without them, to be sure.”
>>181058
Not saying that you didn't get that but just to be clear. It was past Vir that was crying.
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She looks up at her before shutting her eyes and moving her head into the petting hoof. Then she moves out again. Her whole face seems to hang.
"Pew," Vir began but stopped as she clenched her teeth. "my friend. My sister. Was so sweet. I didn't... before she was gone."
Not saying that you didn't get that but just to be clear. It was past Vir that was crying.
---
She looks up at her before shutting her eyes and moving her head into the petting hoof. Then she moves out again. Her whole face seems to hang.
"Pew," Vir began but stopped as she clenched her teeth. "my friend. My sister. Was so sweet. I didn't... before she was gone."
>>181060
pet pet pet
"I didn't either... You don't know it's going to happen until after it has already happened."
pet pet pet
"I didn't either... You don't know it's going to happen until after it has already happened."
>>181061
She sausage at her words as if flinching back when someone gets hurt. She gaze is pitying.
She moves closer. She leans into the other but not too much. I assume Heather is a bit smaller, or rather not as heavy than my character whose a bit warthog, quite dense while still not bulky exactly. She lets her neck rest on Heather's shoulder?.
"You lost someone as well?"
She sausage at her words as if flinching back when someone gets hurt. She gaze is pitying.
She moves closer. She leans into the other but not too much. I assume Heather is a bit smaller, or rather not as heavy than my character whose a bit warthog, quite dense while still not bulky exactly. She lets her neck rest on Heather's shoulder?.
"You lost someone as well?"
>>181058
"Ohhhh, well that makes sense. If she publishes a magazine like you said, then it must have everything on fashion. Can I find it at that bookshop? Please don't mind if I have another question…."
>That sounds cool though I will play Virgin in character all the time, or try, so she will only join up if it makes sense. But I have nothing against it, since I think I'd enjoy interacting with the other plays ic. ^^
I'm excited about the idea!
"Ohhhh, well that makes sense. If she publishes a magazine like you said, then it must have everything on fashion. Can I find it at that bookshop? Please don't mind if I have another question…."
>That sounds cool though I will play Virgin in character all the time, or try, so she will only join up if it makes sense. But I have nothing against it, since I think I'd enjoy interacting with the other plays ic. ^^
I'm excited about the idea!
>>181065
Vir shuffles away just a bit before rolling completely over on her side but not in way that she squash the other mare. ^^ She can feel Heather behind her. She reaches out and grabs her petting hoof. She gives it a little squeeze.
Her dejected gaze wanders about the garden. Does she see anything nice?
"It's not really right that you're comforting me if you too are hurtin´," she says and gives the other mare's hoof a small caress.
Vir shuffles away just a bit before rolling completely over on her side but not in way that she squash the other mare. ^^ She can feel Heather behind her. She reaches out and grabs her petting hoof. She gives it a little squeeze.
Her dejected gaze wanders about the garden. Does she see anything nice?
"It's not really right that you're comforting me if you too are hurtin´," she says and gives the other mare's hoof a small caress.
>>181065
"May I borrow one? Mmph, no, that wasn't my question." She scrunches briefly before continuing, "How do you know Dark Denizen? You know, Club Maurice's owner, the batpony mare who pulled up here in a beautiful, fancy car."
"May I borrow one? Mmph, no, that wasn't my question." She scrunches briefly before continuing, "How do you know Dark Denizen? You know, Club Maurice's owner, the batpony mare who pulled up here in a beautiful, fancy car."
>>181049
i was thinking more of a stream yea, nothing so grand as the delemare
He Enjoys the fresh air in his lungs it had been a long time since the pleasant sensation feeling them with noe of the smells of modernity,
He casts his mind back to the bar a few nights ago and the fallout of what happened
i was thinking more of a stream yea, nothing so grand as the delemare
He Enjoys the fresh air in his lungs it had been a long time since the pleasant sensation feeling them with noe of the smells of modernity,
He casts his mind back to the bar a few nights ago and the fallout of what happened
>>181089
The smile leaves and she pulls her lips close together, staring at Amber for several seconds
"That wasn't Dark Denizen."
>>181101
No smells of vomit, zebra shit, who even knows what kind of industrial chemical, none of that. Nope. None of those thoughts...
But the other night...
Dark Star still clearly sees the sight of a Diamond Dog's head exploding, of the drywall on the wall exploding outwards into the hall as bullets pass straight through the wall. Of a pony bleeding out on the ground. Of a highly banded earth pony groveling in fear, and begging for the gnoll to not maul him...
Well, let's see. Blue Skies terrified and running when she hears the sounds of sirens. No. Later. In the bar. Yes, those two mares. How does he feel about them anyways? They were nice, but Dark Star can banish the thought that they wanted something more than simply friendly conversation.
And then that next day. Blue skies laying on the table at Breakfast, looking a bit defeated. And Sea Breeze... being not too pleased with starting a fatal firefight within the city...
The smile leaves and she pulls her lips close together, staring at Amber for several seconds
"That wasn't Dark Denizen."
>>181101
No smells of vomit, zebra shit, who even knows what kind of industrial chemical, none of that. Nope. None of those thoughts...
But the other night...
Dark Star still clearly sees the sight of a Diamond Dog's head exploding, of the drywall on the wall exploding outwards into the hall as bullets pass straight through the wall. Of a pony bleeding out on the ground. Of a highly banded earth pony groveling in fear, and begging for the gnoll to not maul him...
Well, let's see. Blue Skies terrified and running when she hears the sounds of sirens. No. Later. In the bar. Yes, those two mares. How does he feel about them anyways? They were nice, but Dark Star can banish the thought that they wanted something more than simply friendly conversation.
And then that next day. Blue skies laying on the table at Breakfast, looking a bit defeated. And Sea Breeze... being not too pleased with starting a fatal firefight within the city...
>>181106
He washes his face in the river, replaying the way the diamond dog's head exploded again
"Hmmmm. Wrong place Wrong Time."
He clears the thoughts from his mind as he picks up the fishing pole and casts it hoping the serenity will help him forget things.
"They're probably Angry with me, I Can't help but feel good about cleaning up the city in such a tangible way though."
He washes his face in the river, replaying the way the diamond dog's head exploded again
"Hmmmm. Wrong place Wrong Time."
He clears the thoughts from his mind as he picks up the fishing pole and casts it hoping the serenity will help him forget things.
"They're probably Angry with me, I Can't help but feel good about cleaning up the city in such a tangible way though."
>>181110
bang
A rifle round hits the head and causes the back to explode outwards
bang
The bitch's eyes roll up
bang
She drops to the floor
bang
Little droplets of blood scatter across the... diamond design on the walls? Little red diamonds on a white background as the wallpaper design? Heh. Diamond dog blood on red diamonds. Heh.
Could Sea Breeze actually be angry with him? Dark Star has done him a favor. He'll come around.
bang
A rifle round hits the head and causes the back to explode outwards
bang
The bitch's eyes roll up
bang
She drops to the floor
bang
Little droplets of blood scatter across the... diamond design on the walls? Little red diamonds on a white background as the wallpaper design? Heh. Diamond dog blood on red diamonds. Heh.
Could Sea Breeze actually be angry with him? Dark Star has done him a favor. He'll come around.
^^
>>181067
She looks down at Vir's hoof over hers. Pony hooves are an odd thing, with their fur, muscles, and bones.
She looks back up to Vir's eyes for the next statement.
"If the hurt can't console the hurt, then who would help us?"
She looks down at Vir's hoof over hers. Pony hooves are an odd thing, with their fur, muscles, and bones.
She looks back up to Vir's eyes for the next statement.
"If the hurt can't console the hurt, then who would help us?"
>>181112
Dark Star pushes the images of her corpse to the back of his mind, he chuckles unsure of why he let it get to him so much in the first place.
"Maybe i should head back soon, its been a couple days, i could use a real shower and some more Whiskey, the black hooves could need my help."
Dark Star pushes the images of her corpse to the back of his mind, he chuckles unsure of why he let it get to him so much in the first place.
"Maybe i should head back soon, its been a couple days, i could use a real shower and some more Whiskey, the black hooves could need my help."
>>181115
Wait. If Dark Star has been out here for several days drinking, not showering, living outside... Oh Haygle, is he turning into a homeless donkey?
Yeah... probably best to get back.
Wait. If Dark Star has been out here for several days drinking, not showering, living outside... Oh Haygle, is he turning into a homeless donkey?
Yeah... probably best to get back.
>>181117
Kek
With that he begins walking back to his campsite and begins packing things up, getting ready to go back
Kek
With that he begins walking back to his campsite and begins packing things up, getting ready to go back
>>181119
Alright... time to roll up the tent. Do you need to pick up those bottles of whiskey. Well yes, obviously. Don't be a zeeb. But then he also has to carry the fishing pole... Maybe best just to leave it there.
Alright... time to roll up the tent. Do you need to pick up those bottles of whiskey. Well yes, obviously. Don't be a zeeb. But then he also has to carry the fishing pole... Maybe best just to leave it there.
>>181114
Vir meets her gaze. She nods.
"Thank you. I truly appreciate it," she says before turning back towards the garden.
Her gaze finds a fluttering butterfly, if that's possible in this climate/place/time-of-year, otherwise she doesn't.
She shallows. She's thirsty but not as thirsty she would have been alone without Heather's calming presence, she notes subconsciously.
"Anyway, my other sister is called Hope's Anchor. She's the reason, I'm here in Baltimare."
Vir meets her gaze. She nods.
"Thank you. I truly appreciate it," she says before turning back towards the garden.
Her gaze finds a fluttering butterfly, if that's possible in this climate/place/time-of-year, otherwise she doesn't.
She shallows. She's thirsty but not as thirsty she would have been alone without Heather's calming presence, she notes subconsciously.
"Anyway, my other sister is called Hope's Anchor. She's the reason, I'm here in Baltimare."
>>181120
"Someone else could get some use of the fishing pole if they come across it, It wouldn't be so bad to leave here, i won't need it back in baltimare anyway."" , he thinks to himself, he goes on to pick up the bottles then leaves the campsite. treking up the trail
"Someone else could get some use of the fishing pole if they come across it, It wouldn't be so bad to leave here, i won't need it back in baltimare anyway."" , he thinks to himself, he goes on to pick up the bottles then leaves the campsite. treking up the trail
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