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by Highfort » Mon Apr 11, 2016 9:16 pm
by Fvaarniimar » Mon Apr 11, 2016 10:17 pm
by Primordial Luxa » Tue Apr 12, 2016 2:22 pm
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
by Monfrox » Tue Apr 12, 2016 3:49 pm
Xing wrote:Yeah but you also are the best at roleplay. (yay Space Core references) I'm pretty sure a four man tank crew is no problem for someone that had 27 different RP characters going at one time.
The Grey Wolf wrote:Froxy knows how to use a whip, I speak from experience.
by CAT XIII » Tue Apr 12, 2016 4:20 pm
by Fvaarniimar » Tue Apr 12, 2016 5:32 pm
by Torsiedelle » Tue Apr 12, 2016 6:59 pm
by Tiltjuice » Tue Apr 12, 2016 7:09 pm
Giovenith wrote:Brit and Chrys
Chrys’ trembling anger was cut through by the appearance of a small bag filled with what might have been a familiar scent.
“Your name,” Lily Lightly ventured, her magic being the one to offer the bag. “It is short for ‘Chrysanthemum,’ isn’t it? I had some chrysanthemum in my press books…” The purple unicorn blushed and smiled sheepishly. “They’re precious now because of the winter, but I figured you all need them more than I do.”
Clover paused from adjusting her own darkness goggles and smiled at the offer. “Lily’s talent is utilizing flowers and other things that smell wonderful. She’s the best.”
Lily’s blush deepened at the compliment. “I obviously can’t grow the flowers myself, but I always did my best to either find the few that eke out in our mountains, or just get good deals from the Earth pony folk. Caer Gloriana is a brighter place with them, and I hope that your adventure down there will become brighter too with their scents.” Lily’s magic laced a yellow ribbon around the small bag and pulled it tight, creating a small bag necklace to offer to Chrys. “I cast a small nostalgia charm on it as well. The scents will remind you always of better times, and of those who love you.” The maid turned to nod at Brit. “If all the terrible things you say about down there are true, then I reckon that happiness will be your greatest weapon of all down there.”
Three more bags flew over to the rest of the members of the party, each with their own personalized scent to them. Lily had chosen pine and other forest smells for Brit, but like Chrys’ charm, the natural essence mixed together with a distinct smell of distant home, filled with open arms, accepting smiles, and a promise of something that was so rarely guaranteed: hope. Around each ribbon was also a small golden ring, which Clover inquired on.
“Almost forgot,” Lily perked, pointing the trinkets out. “Don’t want none of you getting lost either, so I tied an ethereal thread around each of those rings on your bags that leads right back here to this very room.”
“An ethereal thread?” Clover tilted her head.
“Ethereal thread,” Lily chimed with a bright smile, lifting her hoof up in the air to cup something. A small glimmer of light ran across an invisible line she was holding. “It’s so fine you can only just see it! It will never break and it will never tangle, and you will always be able to see it when you want to. It is the ultimate tool to finding your way home. Just follow the thread.”
The ethereal thread twinkled and flashed this way and that whenever the mares shifted their eyes with the intent of spotting it. Magical indeed. Clover, as the most practiced magician, nodded in approval, but her smile fell when she looked around at the faces of the rest of her group. For all Lily’s talk of charms and hominess, nopony’s spirits looked too high. Brit was clearly still discomforted from whatever she had experienced below and her tussle with Arrow, Chrys seemed to be radiating a seething redness for some unknown reason, and Platinum – well, Platinum seemed caught up in another world. Her light lavender eyes never left the small flower pouch Lily had placed in her hoof but they did not seem to see it; her ears were drooping low and her face sunken. All in all the air around them seemed thick and curdled enough to cut with a knife. It unsettled the sorceress-in-training, making her wonder about the stability of their current mission. She cleared her throat, which roused the princess from her stupor.
For her part, Platinum pulled out a familiar tool: The astrolabe that had helped bring them here to begin with. She fiddled with it, and as it did, it released a shimmering smoke that showed off the stars of the night sky. “You are all familiar with how the sun and moon work, yes?” she asked. “The Earth is round, and when unicorns transition day and night, we are truly swapping the sun, moon, and stars to opposite sides of the planet. The royal astrolabe is designed to always show off the sky of where it is currently night. On the other side of this world, alien and unfathomable as it might be, the stars are reversed from how we normally see them on our side of the globe… unicorn.” The princess demonstrated by lighting up the seven stars that formed the constellation of their race, pointing out it’s slightly different position from the night sky of above. “Because of this, we can use the astrolabe to tell the time. As our side of the globe transitions to night, the positions of the stars in the astrolabe shift to the opposite position. So even though we will be deep underground, we will always know the current state of the outside world.”
It seemed a rather complicated way to tell the time, but to a race whose whole existence was centered around the workings and majesty of the Heavens, one might suppose that for the proper unicorns in the room it would be no issue.
“And I have the map and water,” Clover added in, nodding. “So with all that, we should be ready to brave what’s down there.” The youngest unicorn turned to smile at Brit and Chrys. “I can’t thank you two enough for agreeing to help us out of the goodness of your hearts. When this is through and we send you home, we will make sure to keep your names immortalized in the history books as heroes of the tribe from the great beyond! We will make a tapestry of you!”
Princess Platinum nodded along in agreement, though enthusiasm still did not strike her. “You have my word of it. But first we must complete it what we set out to do…”
With everything set in place, the small group made their way down the short hall in the princess’ room from which Arrow and Brit had first emerged. Carefully, Clover used her magic to pull away the stones and reveal the same dark tunnel from the night before. Biting her lip, Clover reached out to gently hold Brit’s hoof, figuring that the dimensional traveler would need the most support in this. “Brit, are you feeling okay enough to lead the way…?”Monfrox wrote:Brit thought about it for a bit. So many things she relied on to give her encouragement. Her uniforms, music, rank, weapons...all of that was gone. Only the star on her was any such reminder. She had done a lot in her life up to then, and she'd made mistakes. She couldn't take back what was done, but now others were once again looking to her to lead this small band back into the darkness. It must've been because she was there before, but she knew that her leadership lessons never went to waste. She wasn't perfect, but by God she tried. The idea of being in history tickled her a little on the inside, and she couldn't fight a small grin. Between that and Lily's aroma bag, she had an overwhelming feeling that everything was going to work out.
The girl knew that things weren't going to be easy, and with the mind possession going on, it'd be pure luck for them to make it. There must've been some way to fight it. For now though, the only thing that she could think of was trying to find the source and going from there. Clover would know, surely. And so, it was up to her and Chrys to see them there safely, somehow.
Brit looked at Platinum, then Clover, then Chrys. She nodded and took a deep breath.
"Alright, let's do this." She said, turning around to face the exit she came out from just last night.
Swith Witherward wrote:THE DINING ROOM
"Good morning, Luce," Minerva cast a friendly smile in his direction before going through the motions of tea procurement. "I've missed seeing you about! Insidious and I were just discussing the hospital, and ReAnima." She glanced at the Luxan, "And waste material. The trash recycled as a fuel source."
The cultist leader eased herself into the chair across from Luce and gestured for Insidious to join them. "I suppose waste is waste. If people have issues with privacy, they can keep some of those things back and we'll continue to obliterate it, business as usual." Minerva dunked her teabag, snorting at the notion of anyone in the Building protesting their garbage going to good use. "Insidious, what sorts of things can you use? Plastics and paper, or are you thinking more organic like peels and rinds?"Primordial Luxa wrote:Insidious
Insidious smiled and thank Minerva before taking a seat alongside her friend and an acquaintance. She knew Luce in passing as a powerful entity with vaguely defined over matter and entropy as well as very useful ability to tell peoples time of death. He always seemed very helpful and confident but their paths simply didn’t cross enough for Insidious to have much of an impression beyond that.
“Pleased to see you Luce,” the Luxan replied before answering Minerva’s question “Our alchemical configuration can take almost any sort of mundane matter or material. However it needs to be as pure and unmixed as possible which might be a little difficult. Once it’s all sorted we can put the specific types of matter in an manipulate them into other elements and simple forms of matter. The obvious immediate use to to help us create more exotic fuels but if we got a good system going we could also produce any sort of material people in the building need. It would take a while, we would be able to make too much but I seems like a good investment to me if people were willing to contribute.”
“Do we do anything currently with the buildings trash? I admit being a resident of the DEiMOS, where he recycle everything like this I haven't noticed what the norm is.”
by Chedastan » Tue Apr 12, 2016 9:07 pm
by Swith Witherward » Tue Apr 12, 2016 10:04 pm
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Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by CAT XIII » Tue Apr 12, 2016 11:56 pm
by Torsiedelle » Wed Apr 13, 2016 4:06 am
by New Aksarben » Wed Apr 13, 2016 5:09 am
Happiness is when
what you think,
what you say,
and what you
do are in harmony.
-Gandhi
Official Squirrel of PL
Agnostic
Democratic Socialist
Comp Sci Major
History Enthusiast
Amateur Artist - My Art!
Nonbinary/Genderqueer
Gay
Wragon Furry
Brony
✎ Member - ℘ædagog
Roleplays I'm part of:
Personification Life
Sburb: The Roleplay
Fallout Equestria
Imagine Dragons-Demons
Sabaton - Carolean's Prayer, A Lifetime of War, Carolus Rex, Lion From the North, and Coat of Arms
DragonForce - Through the Fire and Flames
by CAT XIII » Wed Apr 13, 2016 5:42 am
by Primordial Luxa » Wed Apr 13, 2016 8:23 am
Swith Witherward wrote:But I trust the people here. Well, except Prim. He has shifty eyes but his cute smile make up for it.
Monfrox wrote:But it's not like we've known Prim to really stick with normality...
P2TM wrote:HORROR/THRILLER Winner - Community Choice Award For Favorite Horror/Thriller Player: Primordial Luxa
by Fvaarniimar » Wed Apr 13, 2016 10:58 am
by CAT XIII » Wed Apr 13, 2016 11:18 am
by Chedastan » Wed Apr 13, 2016 4:11 pm
by Swith Witherward » Wed Apr 13, 2016 4:48 pm
★ Madhouse ★
Role Play
& Writers Group
Anti-intellectual elitism: the dismissal of science, the arts,
and humanities and their replacement by entertainment,
self-righteousness, ignorance, and deliberate gullibility. - sauce
by New Aksarben » Wed Apr 13, 2016 6:03 pm
Happiness is when
what you think,
what you say,
and what you
do are in harmony.
-Gandhi
Official Squirrel of PL
Agnostic
Democratic Socialist
Comp Sci Major
History Enthusiast
Amateur Artist - My Art!
Nonbinary/Genderqueer
Gay
Wragon Furry
Brony
✎ Member - ℘ædagog
Roleplays I'm part of:
Personification Life
Sburb: The Roleplay
Fallout Equestria
Imagine Dragons-Demons
Sabaton - Carolean's Prayer, A Lifetime of War, Carolus Rex, Lion From the North, and Coat of Arms
DragonForce - Through the Fire and Flames
by Torsiedelle » Wed Apr 13, 2016 8:57 pm
by Chedastan » Wed Apr 13, 2016 9:08 pm
by CAT XIII » Thu Apr 14, 2016 10:06 am
by Fvaarniimar » Thu Apr 14, 2016 10:41 am
by CAT XIII » Thu Apr 14, 2016 11:30 am
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