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Post by Rose Rebellion on Oct 7, 2003 17:13:05 GMT -5
(ooc; Crud, sorry, didn't read all the post before) Rose took the weapon without any moments hesitation. She rose the blade towards Glayse's neck, just ready to strike... (ooc: ha, there! Now Glayse can decide to take the blow or not )
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Post by Tink on Oct 7, 2003 17:33:07 GMT -5
(OOC: Yes, Rose was themare mace was refering too. He doesn't know her name.) Mace watched with interest. "Bit harsh don't ya think?" he sat down. Not that he had problem with killing family members. He'd killed his adoptive father. Of course his "father" had tried to kill him. And law where he came from? It was all unspoken. He tried to kill you, yau killed him, he left you alone, he meant nothing. "I think you could all really use some family counseling."
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Post by Sparkleworks on Oct 7, 2003 18:02:24 GMT -5
"Moe! What am I doing here? Well, I was going to help with the fight, but with my leg still broken, it seems like a rather lost cause..." Sparx trailed off. Moe acted like this was no big deal, and he was darn lucky he wasn't hurt or even dead. But all the same, she was glad to see him. The scene before her was overwhelming. Who knew evil ponies' spirits could leave their bodies? If you could call them spirits.... A mare dashed by and must have noticed that Tink and Moe were looking for a way to get out, she told them to follow her and they would be safe. Moe asked if Sparx would like to come too, but she was really mixed up. Should she go with Tink and Moe to get her leg mended, or stay with Cane and SF to fight for justice?
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Post by Lucky Pony on Oct 7, 2003 18:15:52 GMT -5
Willow just stood wide eyed as little by little the bushwoolies were killed off.... "Well that didnt work" she thought to herself. "Ok they asked for it....... violence" Willow swung the scythe in front of her and ran towards the all green pony (envy) who was attacking a glowing indigo. Willow recalled seeing her at the site where rose was poisoned, and not helping much.. She also recalled the green's smirk when she saw Willow and Ice together, as if dissaproving of the couple. Anger raged in Willow. Willow swooped her scythe through the air just missing envy's ear, but giving her a haircut nonetheless. Willow took another reaping swing at envy with much force behind it.
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Post by Jewel on Oct 7, 2003 19:19:51 GMT -5
((ooc: Yes, Piston, whether or not Glasye dies is COMPLETELY my call, thank you. )) Realizing she was returning to herself, Glasye remained calm as he looked at Rose, not even blinking in Mace's general direction. His eyes turned to pools, and his expression softened toward Rose, "Would you really.. do that to me?" He asked in an almost pleading way. "It's hard for me to say so around my siblings, Rose, but I really did care about you." He gave her a look that the Glasye that night would have given her, though underneath he was preparing himself to counter an attack from either her or Mace. Speaking of Mace... Glasye turned to him with a purely annoyed look, "How bout you lay off that pecking-order psycho-babble for a moment, huh?" _______________________________________ "You broke your leg?" He asked, though she had just told him so. Moe wasn't a stupid pony, just a little slow on the intake . "I really think we should get out of here.. I wonder if Pinkie Pie is back...." (ooc: If no one wants to receive Jewel's attack, I'll just make it Glasye.. but speak up! lol)
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Post by Sparkleworks on Oct 7, 2003 19:27:03 GMT -5
"Yeah I broke my leg back at the mayor's, thanks to Envy's powerful bite," she said, glaring daggers at the green stripe. Then she came to a decision. "Cane, Snowflake, I'm going with Tink and Moe," she said sadly. "I wouldn't be an asset to the fighting, not in the condition I'm in. But when you get the chance, please come visit me." She sighed sorrowfully but was happy that she would get to be with her other friends at least. She really would have liked to stay and fight for the good side, but she would have been no help. She turned to tag along with Tink and Moe.
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Oct 7, 2003 19:29:11 GMT -5
(ooc: uh, Rose isn't turning back to normal yet. Not unless I missed something I think Rose is still like a mindless zombie type thing. lol. And on a side note Rose would so have thrown that weapon aside otherwise ) Rose's mind remained unresponsive even to Glayse's charming lies. Piston's order was what held her grip firm on the weapon, and what Piston said, Rose would do even though he had all ready stated prior she was Glayse's slave. Piston's orders were held higher than Glayse's, so the stallion would just have to fend for himself. Not that it was much of a problem against a mare like Rose. But alas, she held the blade and applied a slight pressure to his neck, not cutting or slicing, but barely from it.
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Post by Jewel on Oct 7, 2003 19:33:02 GMT -5
Glasye felt the pressure of the blade and tried his best not to swallow, "If you follow my father's orders, you shall follow mine as well," He said clearly, though still calmly, "You do not want to hurt me--I own you." (ooc: as we break out the Jedi mind games... Go on, hit him! lol You OR Mace--he's ready for it! ) ________________________________ Moe walked close to Sparx, allowing her to lean on his stocky form for support. He nodded to the others, then turned to Tink. "Where are we going?"
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Post by Tink on Oct 7, 2003 19:36:21 GMT -5
"Fine, might as well begin teh games." Mace let out a war bellow, his most impressive actually, for being such a scrawny looking thing, he had a vioce, even though eh prefered not to use it. Well, not scrawny, by range stallion standards maybe, but he was still fairly large by town stallion standard. Mace smirked and charged.
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Post by Tink on Oct 7, 2003 19:37:43 GMT -5
Tink looked about. "Um, I migth shurt off the music and turn off teh power, form teh grid of course, coem on, just maybe..."
(Cont. at "Who knew it would be this ahrd to find?"
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Post by Rose Rebellion on Oct 7, 2003 19:39:20 GMT -5
(ooc: Rose: No I could never hurt you! Me: *smacks her*) Rose hesitated, as if she wasn't hesitating enough as is. Which order to follow? There was Piston's, which was clear and ringing through her ears, whispering to her to Glayse bite the big one. And then there was Glayse's charming voice and smile, and just the fact he mentioned 'I own you' . It took only a moment to weigh the decision, Rose would attack. No longer slow or in any way avoiding the order, she swung the sword back, ready to bring forth and strike.
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Post by Sparkleworks on Oct 7, 2003 19:41:03 GMT -5
To be honest, Sparx hoped Tink knew where they were going. That mare was long since gone, and they couldn't hope to follow her. Moe let her lean against him and she felt relieved. She had stayed on her feet longer than she had planned; she had been thinking they would have been fighting and someone would have knocked her down easily
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Post by Jewel on Oct 7, 2003 19:46:59 GMT -5
(ooc: Moe = following Tink)
Glasye frowned and bared his teeth as Rose drew up the sword to attack. Sweet talk wouldn't get him anywhere now--he looked at Mace--No, that definitely wouldn't work now.
The orange stallion's mind raced, and he soon put two and two together. At the last possible moment, when Mace had nearly hit him and Rose was swinging the sword, he stepped back from between them....
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Post by Sparkleworks on Oct 7, 2003 19:49:24 GMT -5
ooc: oh yeah I'm with Tink and Moe at who knew it would be this hard to find. Don't want to be in 2 places at once!
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Post by Becka *Pone* on Oct 7, 2003 19:54:04 GMT -5
The yellow shadow swooped down from the ceiling and wrapped around the orange stallions neck. Come with me Glasye - you cannot be hurt as the Rainbow - we could mesh once again and be powerful beyond these ponies wildest nightmares.
Tawny had started recruiting her siblings back to their real form, their more powerful form. Unfortunatly for her she had been gone when Piston mentioned the indigo stripe that they had not yet known about.
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