It's been a while since Attack on Mango has gone to any sort of party. Come to think of it, they haven't really gone to any parties since they moved back to Ponyville. So, when their old bandmate Roy ... View MoreIt's been a while since Attack on Mango has gone to any sort of party. Come to think of it, they haven't really gone to any parties since they moved back to Ponyville. So, when their old bandmate Roy approached them with an invitation to a party on a Friday night, the three figured "Sure, why not?"
Well, as it turns out, there was a bit of an error in communication (which Nar is certain was on purpose.) Roy told the host he could get Attack on Mango to come to the party. Which the host thought meant he could get them to PLAY at the party. He DID get them to come to the party, but they were certainly not here to play any music for it. Of course, the host was rightfully upset, until Roy convinced him that having Attack on Mango even show up to his party was worth the bragging rights. He didn't forgive Roy for the deception, but he didn't kick him out either.
The party is a typical house party affair, with the added bonus of a pool in the backyard. Which Nar had not been informed of, and is quite annoyed that he was denied the chance to go swimming. For the most part, Nar has stuck with Asuka, while Juno swaps between hanging out with them, and meeting new people. It's really reminded the two siblings why they haven't gone to any parties since they moved. Granted, it's not like they aren't being approached by other partygoers, but they have no interest in the two personally, they just want to ask about the band.
At one point during the party, Nar and Asuka find themselves in the living room with a group of other partygoers. For once, they seem to have found some acquaintances with some common interests. That being hockey. As the group converses about the last season of the EHL, Nar is bumped into by another partygoer from the side. The soda cup in his hand nearly spills over, but he manages to keep it from splashing all over the guy in front of him. "My bad!" The person who bumped into Nar calls out as he continues on his way. "All good." Nar calls back.
Eventually, Juno rejoins the siblings, just in time to join the conversation about the Ponyville High hockey team, and their season this school year. Of course, Nar finds himself as the center of attention during this conversation, but as it goes on, his stomach begins to grumble, and churn. A slight tingle tugs at the back of his head, that slowly envelops his whole forehead. The churning begins to worsen, and Nar finds himself having to excuse himself from the conversation to find a bathroom. Asuka seems to be able to tell something is wrong, as she decides to accompany him up thew stairs to the bathroom.
Reaching the top of the stairs, Nar pauses. At the end of the hallway ahead, he spots what looks to be an Astral Highway door. At first, he thinks about going back downstairs to ask the host about it, but he's hit with an intense feeling of vertigo. He barely manages to stumble his way into the bathroom, and get in front of the toilet just before he begins to vomit. Something is VERY wrong.
All sense of time is lost to the spinning of the bathroom, and losing of lunch. Nar vomits until there's nothing left to vomit. Then he dry heaves until his stomach feels as though it might explode. Outside the bathroom, Nar thinks he hears Asuka say something, then walk away. Only then does the spinning ease, and his retching stop. He takes the moment to pull himself up, flush the toilet, then go over to the sink to wash out his mouth.
The tap water cleans out the remnants of vomit just fine, but it does nothing to help with the horrid taste in his mouth. There's a knock on the door, followed by Asuka's voice asking if he's okay. Before Nar can manage a response, he hears the sound of a door flying open, the sound of quick footsteps, then a shocked cry from Asuka that is cut short. His protective instincts override all sensation of discomfort, and pain. Nar rushes to the bathroom door, and flings it open. Both body, and mind ready themselves for danger.
Stood outside the bathroom, Asuka looks at Nar with worried eyes. Except... Her hands, and arms are covered in blood. He can see some around her mouth as well, and... it's all over the floor, and wall. That isn't Asuka.
Asuka can see the wild look in her brother's eyes. She tries to open her mouth to voice her concern, but he cuts her off. "What did you do to my sister?" His voice is low, and intense. He's glaring at her with a look in his eyes she's only ever seen him have once before. Back in Canterlot, when he stepped in that time she, Scrappy, and Cookie were cornered by muggers. There's murder in his eyes, and it's directed at her.
Instinctively, Asuka takes a step back. At the top of the stairs, Juno begins to make his way over. "GET BACK!" Nar shouts, head snapping to his best friend. "That isn't Asuka!" Training, and experience kick in. Asuka quickly turns, and weaves around Juno to take a position behind him. She turns her head to call out for help down the stairs. She hears Juno let out a surprised "Woah!" When she turns back, Nar crashes into Juno as he shouts to let him through. "It's a trick! It's not Asuka! We can't let it get away!" Juno's face is visibly strained from the effort of holding Nar back. "Take it easy Nar! Something's wrong! You need to calm down!... Fucking HELL you're strong!"
The sight of another stallion coming up the stairs is Asuka's cue to hurry downstairs. She can hear Nar screaming as she pulls out her phone to call for an ambulance.
Damn it Juno! It's getting away! Can't you see all the blood?! What the fuck are you doing! Shit! Behind you! There's another one! No! I won't let it get you too!
A sudden burst of strength sends Juno slamming into the wall. The poor stallion who came upstairs to check out the commotion cries out as Nar tackles him to the floor. Juno just barely manages to throw himself onto Nar to hold his arms back before he pounds the poor guy's face in. Thankfully, a few more guys come up the stairs to help Juno restrain Nar until an ambulance can arrive.
The two EMTs in the ambulance have to place Nar in restraints in order to get him into the ambulance. Even then, he struggles to break free. He tries to tell the EMTs about the 'things' that came out of the Astral Highway door, but his sentences are barely coherent anymore. It's only when the ambulance begins to move than Nar is able to regain enough of his senses to try to calm down.
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Oddeus marched forward and fall to the ground, his blood ran pink as many leeches came out of his mouth. These large slug-like creatures are a dark pink with razor sharp teeth. #rp
These slug-like cr... View MoreOddeus marched forward and fall to the ground, his blood ran pink as many leeches came out of his mouth. These large slug-like creatures are a dark pink with razor sharp teeth. #rp
These slug-like creatures would escape into the night... Ready to bite.
You felt a prick on your legs as your waltzed by, the slug now unmoving and shriveled. A bad omen would touch your heart as a lady's voice would ring into your skull. A deep and methodical voice that haunts your very soul.
"Hello, my sweetness..." A detached voice spoke you, to your brain. You could almost feel your eyes get heavy as the whites shade in to a pinkish hue. "How exciting this will be."
*Nitroxus would smile sinisterly.* Why hello there? Want to hear a spoiler about your favorite series?
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"HELLO. May I tell you of your sins, stranger?"
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"I have a question, actually. When you think of a magic duel, which could be to the death or not, doesn't quite matter-- What is it that you envision?"
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What was it called again? That sense of foreboding that something wasn't what it seemed? Like a spider it crept along the walls, like dust it hung in the air heavy and undisturbed, and like a cold win... View MoreWhat was it called again? That sense of foreboding that something wasn't what it seemed? Like a spider it crept along the walls, like dust it hung in the air heavy and undisturbed, and like a cold winter wind it sent a chill down the spine of the wisteria mare. It had been some time since the conversation had started with this pale brown counterpart of hers, so similar they could have been twins if not for their palettes. Yet despite their extended conversation and the lack of any servants, her cup still remained full. The eternal dreamer glanced down at her tea, eyes watching the leaves as the words directed her way began to fade from thought. The leaves swirled slowly while suspended in the tea, drifting back to the bottom of the cup with no patterns, no strange behaviors. It was just tea. Plain, black, simple. This sense of malaise still filled her with discomfort. 'It's just anxiety,' she thought. 'We've got wards upon wards and even Luna herself trusts us to handle nightmares now. There's noth-' Her thoughts were sharply cut off as she caught movement from the tea while glancing back up. The leaves had settled. They were looking at her. The clattering of porcelain onto the stone pavilion floor rang out sharply. Her breath came out unsteadily as she glanced up at her mirrored self. What she was met with was a shade of complete darkness, adorned with jewels like stars embedded to its coat. Eyes like hers, wreathed in the green and red of dark magic, sharp and predatory gaze locked onto the dreamer herself. This was not a normal nightmare.
Leaping up from her seat Ink Dreamer cast magic to throw the table at her counterpart as the world slipped away around her- the once vibrant meadow gave way to a forest of trees so thick the light could no longer reach the floor. Every shadow cast by the glow of her spells became a terrifying visage, tearing through the dreamscape like wolves as they followed their prey. The shade seemed to always be on her heels though it never seemed to move, still seated, it's body dripping with dark magic as its stars gave way to eyes by the thousands. All of them watching as she fled in terror, her magic only dragging her further down into despair. Ink could only run, and run, her mane flapping wildly behind her, tail catching on low hanging branches in this abyssal forest that had swallowed her confidence like a snake swallows a mouse. She couldn't even see the shadow beasts' individual bodies at this point- they had become so numerous that they were merely a writhing mass of dark flesh and screeching horror that shambled behind her at a pace that made them seem less like a living creature and more like a raging flood. Ink knew she couldn't keep this up much longer, and against her efforts the forest came to a sudden end, running up against the lower side of a cliff. She tried to cast magic again, to teleport, to create footholds, to build a barrier, anything. But either due to her fear, the panic at not knowing what she was up against, or the continuous spell usage so far, the archmage mare could do nothing but sputter out a few sparks as her glow began to dim. She looked back only to be met with the flowing mass of bodies that flowed over her like oil, dragging her into its depths as she struggled to reach its surface until she could no longer hold her own breath. In the moments before she passed out, she could see the shade that had cornered her mouth a few words. She couldn't understand them and choked on the last bit of air in her lungs before the shadows consumed her.
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A panic echoed through the northern wing of the Canterlot Royal Palace as ponies of all positions had been awakened in the middle of the night. Doctors were scrambling to get assistance from the guards to locate supplies, maids were running back and forth as they carried ever increasing amounts of towels and sheets soaked in black, even the day guard had been summoned to add increased security. For the first time in over a decade since the Dusk princess had sealed away the villainous alliance, something had attacked a member of the courts, an apprentice to one of the princesses at that. Luna had barely managed to pull her student out of the dream world before her mind was lost, and the foul curse of a shade had followed them back. They'd managed to remove it, but the side effects had caused the dreamer's lungs to fill with a black bile while her body tried to purify the dark magic poisoning it. Using magic they'd been constantly draining it but it ate through several wooden buckets before they'd switched to metal.
It was long past dawn by the time things were finally calming down. The diarchs had called in the dusk princess to raise the sun while they replaced the wards that had broken on the dreamer. Now, three of the five royals sat exhausted in the room of the dreamer who had fallen into a light slumber once she'd been stabilized. A nurse and a maid from her own family were sitting by her bedside while the alicorns talked amongst themselves. Time passed and they each left in turn to return to their normal duties, but throughout the day, the dusk and sun princesses came to visit. The princess of the moon did not return until nightfall and kept a vigil until dawn. The process repeated for the next week and a half with mild changes in the routines. The maids bathed the dreamer while she slept, taking assistance from the princesses when cleaning her horn as it still seeped dark magic even while unconscious. It was in the middle of one of these bathing sessions that the mare awoke, her eyes fluttering as they barely squeaked open.
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"I'm serious, Wheatie, I'm fine. I can walk on my own, my magic is close to being seventy percent of the way there, and I'm not even having nightmares now. Luna can vouch for me, I see her every night along with Mind's Eye for therapy."
"Mhm, right. So you're telling me, that the mare who almost *died* in her sleep, while literally down the hall from the Goddess of the Night, and being the most skilled dream magic user in the past millenium aside from her majesty herself, is fine after a few days of talking things out. Luna above, Ink you still flinch when you see your own shadow move." Ink winced at the comment from her longest held friend, not because it was harsh, but because she knew it was true. There was no hiding from what could be plainly seen frequently throughout the day.
"I'm getting better, really!" She tried to smooth things over as she smiled, her braided but slightly unkempt mane and loose robes only helping to sell herself as a patient. "You can come with me, just, let me walk through the palace gardens, at least the open pavilion at the entrance even if we can't visit the lake in the middle. I want to sit by the fountains. I can't use magic per the doctor's orders," she chided before leaning in close with her eyes wide. "And if I have to read another of your romance books you keep pawning off on me, I will genuinely lose my mind to tartarus."
"..."After contemplating the less than appealing thought of the mare following through with that, Golden Wheat sighed in defeat and hung her head. "Fine, we can go to the gardens, but only until lunch, then we're coming back to this wing where they've assigned additional support for you." Ink smiled as she followed after Wheat, the two making their way towards the gardens flanked by two day guards who actually got close to Ink's towering height. #rp
"I'm Spinneret, I've been in the shower, did I miss anythin?"
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Ay Yo... where your clothes at...
why none of you ponies wareing anything?
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"On a day like today, mares like us are burning up." A royal blue mare complained as she lay her head on the cool glass surface of the table, taking relief in the shade of an umbrella while another fl... View More"On a day like today, mares like us are burning up." A royal blue mare complained as she lay her head on the cool glass surface of the table, taking relief in the shade of an umbrella while another flowery mare sat across from her, sipping from an absurdly tropical looking drink. Ponies had always claimed the flower ponies shared similar traits even across the races, and it seemed that at least when it came to heat tolerance that much was true. Though the Ponyville native had clearly more experience in dealing with the sun than her recent acquaintance, a sunhat and a sharp pair of heart-shaped sunglasses seemed to help in keeping the heat off.
"Oh come off it Glory, you're over-reacting. It's not that bad. Just do something with your mane for once. All that hair is keeping you from cooling off because your dark colors just soak up the sun." She tried to advise the wilting blue mare whose mane hung limply across her neck and back, the small yellow flowers that normally gave it a whimsical look also suffering from the heat.
"Peony you know I can't do that," she whined as she levitated the straw from her half melted ice water to her lips.
"Right, right. The whole 'unicorn magic makes your mane grow' thing. I swear, that's one of the stupidest downsides I've ever heard. I've only met a hoof-full of unicorns who have that problem." The pink hued mare shook her head as she lifted a portion of the mare's mane in her free hoof. "At least let me tie it up for you, so it's not on your neck all day."
"I'll think about it," Glory mumbled as she continued sipping her water. "I can't do any more research until the heatwave passes anyway, so I'll be around town for a bit. Maybe Daisy or Roseluck will have some time for us to meet up again. I heard she's got a stallion now." She tried to change the subject forcefully to keep her mind off the heat.
"That's just her off again on again relationship with that one stallion who travels the world. I'll see if she can introduce you at the next meetup; we're planning to do a dinner at Daisy's soon. You planning on bringing anypony or is the resident herbalist still only interested in the pollination of her plants?" She asked with a smirk, eybrow raised in playful mockery.
"I've only come to town for resupply so far, and hardly stay more than an hour, Peony. When would I have had the time to meet somepony besides the postal mare or the griffin deli clerk. And as much as we get along well, he's old enough to be my *dad*."
"What about them?" Peony asked as she pointed a hoof in the direction of another cafe guest behind Glory, forcing the blue mare to raise herself up to look around. She didn't recognize them, not that that was surprising to herself since she'd hardly interacted with most of the ponies besides the ones who shared in her field of work.
"Am I supposed to know who that is?"
"No but you will in a minute-" Peony waved to the other guest trying to get their attention to join their table while Glory put her hoof to her forehead, rubbing just below her horn as she questioned her choice in friends. #rp
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