Sophie neighs softly with tail flick.
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Ramirez had invited you over to her cabin near the Everfree for some hot chocolate, would you accept?
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Gloom would show off a flower on her collar, she would giggle and say, "Hey... Hey you, You! Come here." Gloom would wave you over eagerly.
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Gloom shower off her flower and displayed it with he... View MoreGloom would show off a flower on her collar, she would giggle and say, "Hey... Hey you, You! Come here." Gloom would wave you over eagerly.
#rp
Gloom shower off her flower and displayed it with her gloves hands. "Go on, smell my flower!"
There have been rumors going around that the group of guys responsible for all the hateful graffiti in Ponyville earlier this year are planning 'something' for Hearth's Warming this year. Seeing as ho... View MoreThere have been rumors going around that the group of guys responsible for all the hateful graffiti in Ponyville earlier this year are planning 'something' for Hearth's Warming this year. Seeing as how the guards/police REFUSE to do anything about them, Nar is once again taking to the streets.
After the sun has set over Ponyville, a few of those out and about in the town report seeing a figure skulking around the town. The figure is dressed in all black. Complete with a hoodie, bandana over their mouth, and goggles over their eyes. According to the reports, the figure is maneuvering around town on a pair of rollerblades. A few reports are filed with the guards, and for once, they alert their patrols to look out for the figure.
Once Nar figures out the guards are looking for him, he begins using the Astral Highway system to shake up his trail. He doesn't think he's been spotted, but you can never be too careful.
Late into the night, Nar manages to spot a duo of young stallions putting up some sort of poster on the front of a local candle shop. Nar waits for them to leave, then goes to check out the poster. The contents make his blood boil with rage.
The poster depicts the shop's owner, a bat pony, filling her candles with some sort chemical. Presumably, a harmful one. There's text on the top that reads 'BEWARE!" with accompanying text on the bottom. "BAT PONIES CANNOT BE TRUSTED." Oh those mother fuckers! Alright! This has to stop!
Taking a moment to breathe, and calm himself, Nar clears his mind. He takes note of where the duo ran off to, and sets off in that direction. He makes sure to rip the poster off of the shop's door before leaving. Thankfully, he manages to find the duo as they're putting up another poster on a different local shop. His hand balls into a fist. His heart is screaming at him to beat them to a pulp, but his mind is telling him to take things slow. Beating these two up now will only make the rest more violent. Track them to their hideout. Then, get some buddies, and trash the place.
That night, Nar follows the duo as they place posters all across the town. The two don't bother to go back to check if they're still standing at any point. So, Nar just takes them down after they leave, then resumes his tracking. Sure enough, the two idiots lead him right to their hideout. It's an unassuming mechanics garage on the south side of town. It's condition tells him the place is likely still in business. Shit. Can't just run in and trash the place. The guys might just be using it without the owners knowledge. Or, maybe he knows, but can't get them to leave. The guards haven't been any help in stopping these thugs, so it stands to reason they might not bother to kick them out if the owner called them.
Nar is sure to take multiple Astral Highway Doors, and change clothes before returning home for the night. He needs to do a little research before he acts against these thugs making the people of his hometown feel unsafe. Lest someone innocent get caught in the crossfire. #rp
#rp -Your in the deepest depths of The Burrows. A giant covernous hall lies beyond a pair of large double doors, adorned with images of anthro bunnies of the past: Some fighting dragons. Some fighting... View More#rp -Your in the deepest depths of The Burrows. A giant covernous hall lies beyond a pair of large double doors, adorned with images of anthro bunnies of the past: Some fighting dragons. Some fighting giants. Some, fighting other anthro creatures. The images follow a vine, the base "growing" from the base of the double doors, with the earliest fighting images of swords and spears at the bottom, to those with muskets in the middle, than those with rifles and early assault rifles at the top. Those at the top are fighting a....weird symbol-bearing anthro rabbits, symbols of an axe surrounded by sticks tied in a bundle around it. Others bearing a weird symbol of what could be described as an x, with bits growing off it's limbs left side, making a weird, unfinished square.-
-The smell of incense emantes from beyond the doors. Brady, your oc, and a gathering of other anthro bunnies stand on the other side of the door, mumbling.-
-Brady-: Sorry for the crowd. It's an uh....important gathering, mostly. Been in the burrows before?
Norman would be outside as he would take his coat off and then his shirt. Norman would extend his his spinal cord to stand taller. Norman would start to sweat and huff before groaning painfully; The s... View MoreNorman would be outside as he would take his coat off and then his shirt. Norman would extend his his spinal cord to stand taller. Norman would start to sweat and huff before groaning painfully; The skin would pulsate like a heart. #rp
It beats rapidly before shooting out syringe shaped bullets. These bullets would ricochet before sticking into the environment, creating a swarm of syringes.
Norman would breathe slowly and loudly before standing tall, returning to normal height. The holes in his body would expell the smoke that came out of his body. The sides of his mouth would also seep with smoke.
The holes would close after some time as Norman laughed, "Very nice! I'm so freakin' awesome."
The howling of the wind has increased in intensity ever since Dusty and Arthur set out this morning. The longer the travel, the louder the wind howls, and the more violent it blows. Arthur has had to ... View MoreThe howling of the wind has increased in intensity ever since Dusty and Arthur set out this morning. The longer the travel, the louder the wind howls, and the more violent it blows. Arthur has had to keep his barrier up constantly to protect the two, and their steed from being blown away.
A few hours ago, Dusty thought he spotted something far off in the distance. They've been moving towards it ever since, but it hasn't seemed to get any closer. Until now. Sat behind Dusty in the saddle, Arthur keeps his eyes closed, and head bowed in order to maintain concentration on his barrier. A ways out, Dusty can see something in the distance. Some sort of... tower, that reaches far into the sky. It sounds as though the howling wind is coming from it. Dusty squints his eyes in hopes of getting a better look at the tower. He doesn't like what it reveals to him.
"Arthur." Dusty nudges the wizard, causing him to open his eyes, and look forwards. "That ain't wind makin' that noise." Arthur follows Dusty's pointing finger to the top of the tower ahead. There, he spots a pack of figures circling over it. Their cries are that of the raging winds. "Windigos." Arthur barely manages to get the word out. Terror grips at his heart, and he fights desperately to calm himself. "Well, shit. Ain't them critters the ones that feed offa hate, 'n stuff?" Dusty asks, still very much calm, and collected, if a little wary. "Yes. They feed off of hatred, and strife. But I don't know what could have brought them here." Arthur responds, shakily. "Ah can." Dusty tips his hat down. A regretful frown on his lips. "The Lone Star." The two men sit in silence, observing the windigos, and the tower for a few moments.
"Wait. Didn't yah say that there familiar we saw should'a been summoned by ah mage?" Dusty's comment brings a new light to the situation to Arthur. "Then... The windigos could have been brought here by that same mage... We must return to town at once!" #rp
Laly enjoys a nice, hot tea in her garden, reading a good book, what could possible go wrong?
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Norman would round a corner quick as he would be shuffling his legs furiously. Norm was only 3 feet tall and seemed franticly speaking to himself, "Oh shit, oh shit." As a large bird seemed to have ca... View MoreNorman would round a corner quick as he would be shuffling his legs furiously. Norm was only 3 feet tall and seemed franticly speaking to himself, "Oh shit, oh shit." As a large bird seemed to have captivated by his shortness. This giant bird would swoop down and attempt to snatch Norman. #rp
"Help! I need... I need help!" Norman would hide under a public bench.
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