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Post by Delta on Dec 16, 2004 2:40:36 GMT -5
Yama's eyes glowed even redder than their natural coloured and the wind picked up sending his mane and tail into a frenzy. He reared up into the air and gritted his teeth, then slammed his hooves to the ground. A strange rushing sound was heard as Notepad slumped to the ground, dead.
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Post by silverfall on Dec 16, 2004 10:15:09 GMT -5
(*poke* You're supposed to wait for Jewel to announce his death. *wonders if it is wise to argue with blood-thirsty god*)
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Post by Jewel on Dec 16, 2004 16:08:53 GMT -5
(*writes "Notepad dies." * Just kidding...) All the world slowed in motion to Notepad as Yama reared, dark and powerful before him. His legs trembled, though his body felt numb to him, as his eyes stared forward in terror. Bits and pieces of his life flashed before his eyes, and the stallion's heart fled, as if by beating faster it could outrun its fate. But it was too late for that. With a sudden gust of Yama's power, Notepad's body fell to the ground like beads coming unstrung. Instantly, all that was left of the stallion's life was the expression held on his face of wide eyes and gaping mouth. Notepad was gone.
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Post by Delta on Dec 16, 2004 18:50:19 GMT -5
( My Bad. ;D )
Yama glared down at the blue stallion, satisfied with what he had done.
( just wondering what to do with the bodies while we're waiting for the orange stripe...? )
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Post by Whispering Wind on Dec 17, 2004 11:20:13 GMT -5
((Should Dasher run before she sees Glayse?)) Still frozen in terror, Dasher was watching the ponies die before her, like fragments of a nightmare. The mare was nothing but a pile of blood, and she saw something that could have been a lone eye on the ground ... everything happened so fast. The Creature of Darkness reared, and the body of the blue stallion fell also to the ground. His corpse was gaping, and his blood was floating out over the brick path aswell, toghether with the blood of the mare. Star´s thoughts was running, along with her heart. Se was not able to think clear.
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Post by silverfall on Dec 18, 2004 0:33:28 GMT -5
(Might be a good idea to at least try and hide...)
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Post by Whispering Wind on Dec 18, 2004 7:04:57 GMT -5
Dasher wanted to run away, but did not want to be spotted behind the bush ... she had seen how the dark pony squashed the other two into bloody plumps and did not want to end up the same way ... she did not dare to move. Slowly, quiet as a mouse, she got down and crawled deeper inside the sticky bush. Its branches scrached her skin badly, and her purple coat turned sightly to red on some spots on her legs. She would have wait for it to stop ... she badly wanted it to stop ... she was´nt sure that she could run from the dark shade, whom had appeared out of nowere. This is´nt happening, Dasher tried to convince herself. It´s just a bad dream. Panik struk her. She knew that was´nt the case.
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Post by Delta on Dec 18, 2004 20:29:24 GMT -5
Yama seized the two lifeless bodies and flung them over his back. He looked back and forth then trotted away, softly humming a happy tune. --- The Dark God kicked open the door of a small cosy looking house. The owners appeared to be out. He dropped the two bodies on the floor before dragging Notepad's over to a squashy couch. While waiting for the orange stripe, Yama's head was filled with ideas of what to do with Petunia's body. He looked around the house and noticed a large fridge in the kitchen. Yama chuckled under his breath. "Why not leave the owner's a gift for letting me use their wonderful house." The dark stallion trotted back to Petunia's body and grabbed her neck in his mouth. He carried it to the fridge and opened it, then shoved the body inside, before closing it with difficulty. He laughed horribly. (I was bored. And what's more fun than discovering a dead body when you go to make a sandwich? )
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Post by silverfall on Dec 18, 2004 23:18:24 GMT -5
The storm god appeared suddenly on a small gust of wind. Set trod upon the rainbow-colored cobbles of the street and ignored the nausea that fluttered in his gut from the happy blend of colors. He sniffed around like a hunting dog.
Blood...
Its coppery scent washed away the nicey-nice of Ponyville like rain down a street drain. It ignited the god's desires. In his eyes some small fire was kindled and he forced himself to hold back the great lick he would have set upon his lips. Some preparations for the feast were yet to be made and he knew that only in proper time could he dine.
Yama... He sent his aura outward, seeking.
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Post by Whispering Wind on Dec 19, 2004 7:02:27 GMT -5
When the dark pony flung the corpses over his back and disappeared, Dasher remained still for minutes. When she finally dared to move, she noticed that her heart was beating faster then normal. And when she rised from the sticky bush, she got branches stuck in her mane. She also noticed that she was still shaking in fear. She stod there on the rainbow brickpath, watching the piles of blood. She still could not belive what have happened. She came to her senses when putting her hoof down in the blood by accident. What if they belive I did this? Dasher had lived illegal for the last eight years. I can´t et them catch me, the will never belive me! She leaped into the air, making an attempt to flee from the place. She runned ten feet, and then turned. She was standing on all four, shaking over the streams of blood, before running the way she had came from. No. I got to get help! I got to find someone! Dasher whinnied the highest she could, hoping that someone would hear her. Her hooves was smashing towards the path as she run, and she gave another ghost-like whinnie. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion; a tear fell from her cheek. Her hooves was clattering rythmically trough the silent night. Trough the darkness, she could see a light in a house at distance... ((Cont. at the nursery at Chilly night.))
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Post by silverfall on Dec 19, 2004 10:28:50 GMT -5
Set heard the loud whinny, but did nothing. Whoever was running away into the night had every reason to call for aid. His grin was ear to ear. No amount of help would avail them now that he had unleashed their doom. He trotted forward, seeking out Yama's essence. He approached the house where Yama was tending the bodies.
He knocked politely on the door.
"Hello, anyone home?" he asked, jovially.
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Post by Jewel on Dec 19, 2004 13:52:00 GMT -5
((I guess this is the place to bring him...))
"Started the party without me, didn't you?" The grinning voice of Glasye purred as the orange wisp sifted in shortly after Set. He brought with him an air of cunning and malice, as well as a thus far unsatiable desire to have a body again.
Glasye's essence floated over to Notepad's body, as if to examine it, "Well, at least it's a stallion.. not quite the stallion I was," He mused, "But male nonetheless."
"Set, do you have something for me as well?" Glasye drifted over to the storm god, slightly aglow.
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Post by Delta on Dec 19, 2004 17:13:08 GMT -5
"Ah, Set." Yama called out to the knock at the door. "Do come in old friend." He bowed accordingly as Set entered. "And here is the guest of honour." He added as Glasye floated in after Set. (I assume Glasye floats. and Yama can see him... right? )
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Post by silverfall on Dec 20, 2004 9:53:43 GMT -5
(Yes, he floats. I assume we can see him, since he's himself again. He should be visible to anyone now. Am I supposed to give him something? Because I just woke up and I'm drawing a blank.)
Set was inspecting the dead stallion's body, momentarily distracted. He did not hear Glayse at first.
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Post by Jewel on Dec 20, 2004 10:49:32 GMT -5
Glasye then realized that he already had what Set had sent Silverfall to fetch for him. He was more solid, and now able to take on a body. He was no longer a ghost, an apparition.. he was a spirit, and now could be corporeal again.
"My thanks to you, fellow stallions," Glasye grinned, "I believe it is now time for me to make a comeback to the mortal world. See you on the flipside!"
With that, Glasye dove into Notepad's dead body, and with a burst of light, the corpse fell from the couch and began breathing again. Within a few seconds, eyes popped open, and began to look around the room. The stallion raised his head and looked at the two gods. He grinned maliciously, then staggered onto his feet.
"So.. how do I look?"
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