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Post by LNS on Oct 4, 2003 22:55:40 GMT -5
Nip's eyes flared as she heard the bushwoolie call Chief friend. Tossing black hair to one side she flapped her blood red wings and carried her body into the air. Looking about she caught sight of Visi. Quickly she moved towards him.
Her voice soft she whispered so only he could hear her, "That stallion in the cloak down there, is not one of us. The bushwoolies call him friend and I saw a glowing hoof."
Nip held her dagger ready to attack him, and hoping that Visi would help as she was certain that Bonfire was one of Chief's friends.
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Post by Jewel on Oct 4, 2003 23:07:25 GMT -5
(ooc: Alrighty, Piston--glad we could work things out! Thanks ) Jewel hovered above the room, eyes widened as she looked upon the undead zombies. It had been made apparent to her that the big black stallion couldn't be killed easily, if at all. And what of these undead ponies? You can't kill something that's already dead... can you? She noticed one of the bony figures leaping for her. In a rash effort, Jewel gave the snapping jaws a powerful kick, detaching the head from the spine, and causing the skull to roll away. She rested among the rafters (or what was left of them) and watched with interest to see what would happen to this beast. _______________________ "Father, you are right," Glasye gave a small bow, "You have given me a heart. It just isn't the same heart these ponies speak of. And yes, I may have love... because I love being bad." He flashed his million-dollar smile, and looked at Rose, "A servant, eh? To provide me with whatever.. I wanted.. whenever.. I wanted?" Glasye pondered for a moment. His was thrown from his thoughts by Envy's peril. "Envy?? Can you heal yourself? Father, help her!"
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Post by Victory on Oct 4, 2003 23:48:42 GMT -5
Envy's hooves scrabbled uselessly against the polished floor. "I... I can heal myself, but I'm trapped under this thing!" She urged herself to boost the magic... Heal quicker! Every second was another burning wave of unbearable pain... She felt sick and dizzy and it hurt! The pressure a large wooden beam was putting on her lower half certainly didn't help any, either! "Father... please, I..."
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Post by Coco Berry on Oct 5, 2003 7:39:31 GMT -5
Charisma gasped in horror as she watched her sister trying to get free.
"Oh...rainbow..." she growled and bounded forward.
The blue strip pulled at the rafter that was trapping Envy, but it wouldnt budge.
"Oh, for gods sake, bird brains! Get down here and help!" Charisma yelled at Mistletoe, still trying to move what was trapping her sister.
Mistletoe sighed and rolled his eyes. His horn glowed and he telekineticly moved the rafter.
"Man..." Charisma said quietly, "I guess I was wrong about stallions. You arent stupid..."
(ooc: heck, I always manage to miss loads!)
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Post by Coco Berry on Oct 5, 2003 7:46:13 GMT -5
Cane stood with Sparx and Snowflake, still watching the fighting and pain that was going on inside.
"Oh yeah, you come to the rescue when its evil, but will you even help when its good? Ohhhhh nooooo." Cane laughed sourly, "That wouldnt do at all, now, would it?"
A small fire started at Canes front left hoof. First a flicker, then a flame. But he quickly stopped it. That would only draw attention to himself and the other two.
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Minty was horrified at what Piston was doing to Rose.
"You wont have her as a servant, or a priestess! Dont you think you've done enough to her already? Your coming a hoofstep short of killing her!" Minty yelled at the two evil stallions, "You'll die before you take her. I'll make sure of that."
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Post by Sparkleworks on Oct 5, 2003 8:14:39 GMT -5
Sparkleworks stared at Cane's foot as a flame developed there. What was going on? It appeared there was more to Cane than she knew, much more. After all, why was he making snide remarks about that one particular pony? The one with the....same symbol as Cane. Well great, just great Sparx thought to herself. Obviously the two were related. But that pony was no doubt evil, and that couldn't be right. But it all made sense. It could very well have been that same pony that had sent Cane the messages, if he was in fact Cane's brother or something. She tried to keep her mind off of it so her stomach would stop doing flips. Instead she looked for Tink and Moe who were no where in sight. She couldn't help but be worried though. If Cane grew angry with that pony, he might charge in and get himself in a world of trouble with the dark rainbow, and she knew what that was like.
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Post by Piston on Oct 5, 2003 10:21:17 GMT -5
Piston seemed to ignore Envy's plees, until he finaly turned to her, his eye glowing raw evil. "The weak shall suffer, bow, or die before me, while the strong shall rule at my side. If you cannot free yourself or use your own powers to fix the problem, then you are meaningless to me. You have more power in a single hair on your head than you realize, for you are a fragment of my own power. ALL of you are. Now stop your whineing; I shall do you this last favor, and then I shall help you no more!" Thrusting a flameing hoof at the green stripe, Piston sent masive waves of fire pouring onto the pony. After a few moments of agony, Envy's very bones healed themselves as if they never were broken. "There. I have unleashed your full power. Now ask me not for aid again!" Piston smiled wickedly at Minty as the souls of the dieing bushwollies flowed into his body, his aura becomeing even stronger.
But that was not the only effect the souls had. Piston's very apperence began to change, reveiling the real scars that covered his body. Many opens covered it, burned shut but leaveing patches of flesh missing. Still others were fresh, bound partly closed by metal bars criss-crossed over them, with rusty nails driven into them. The most horific scar of all was his heart. The throbing organ had nether bone nor flesh coveing it, for it too was held in by iron bars. On his face, a nightmareish scar appered over the entire left side, the scar clearly sinking into the eye socket. "Behold my true form! I could not regain my proud scars without asorbing enougth souls. I got them from battleing and slaughtering my entire race, and the Holy order of the Godhands. Only one, Shade, used his blade of goodness and light to carve out my eye. But revenge is SO bitter sweet." Piston was clearly in a state that would drive any pony to beg for death, or make them insane.
"Kill her? Hah! How little you know, my future servent. I have mearly shatered her very mind, and scattered her memmorys to the winds. She is but a puppet bent to my dark will now. But if you wish to see her well, I shall grant you that much." Looking down at Rose, Piston's eye glowed again. "Rise, slave! You are the servent of my son, Glasye, now. You shall obay his every single comand to the letter, and in turn, you shall be spared this night. But first..." He slowly turned to Minty, his grin widening. "Bring that girl to me."
((OOC: Nah, Rose will be fixed up in a few posts. I'm building up the terror and suspence for Dark's return. And yes, Dark will restore her to normal. Same as Minty.))
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Post by Becka *Pone* on Oct 5, 2003 10:58:14 GMT -5
OOC: MY ATTENTION HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO THIS POST AND SINCE I DONT HAVE TIME TO DEAL WITH IT RIGHT NOW THIS POST IS TEMPORARILY LOCKED.
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