http://thearchivist101.deviantart.com/art/Equestria-Divided-Map-of-Equestria-workbench-373467301
Here's a map of Equestria, she was walking on that lake that runs parallel with Old Hoof, and is currently on her way to (what remains of) Oldhoof.
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25 y/o guy, currently student and living by myself, yada yada.
Veteran Roleplayer, with over 7-8 years of experience in both Pen & Paper and text based, with minimal LARP Experience. I have a great interest in fantasy settings and tends to dislike Post Apocalypse, or generally anything involving guns and modern weaponry. Gimme a sword and the ability to throw fire, and I'm happy.
I have relatively high standards and find myself somewhat disappointed if my posts are below 500 words, preferring ~1000+ whenever possible (sadly, not always easy). At the same time I expect similar standards from my fellow players. I also have a tendency to play female characters in spite of my being a guy, mainly because I find it more entertaining than playing the big burly guy.
Anywho!
25 y/o guy, currently student and living by myself, yada yada.
Veteran Roleplayer, with over 7-8 years of experience in both Pen & Paper and text based, with minimal LARP Experience. I have a great interest in fantasy settings and tends to dislike Post Apocalypse, or generally anything involving guns and modern weaponry. Gimme a sword and the ability to throw fire, and I'm happy.
I have relatively high standards and find myself somewhat disappointed if my posts are below 500 words, preferring ~1000+ whenever possible (sadly, not always easy). At the same time I expect similar standards from my fellow players. I also have a tendency to play female characters in spite of my being a guy, mainly because I find it more entertaining than playing the big burly guy.
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Who might the new pony be? ;)
Who might the new pony be? ;)
A cloaked pony made her way along the river, hooves clinking lightly as they met the surface of the lake. She'd been walking for the better part of the day, taking the walk directly on the river rather than simply follow the bank of it. It made, she felt, for a much more comfortable journey than to walk along a treacherous bank that might very well give in at any given moment and plunge her into the cold waters. Sure, she could just prevent herself from falling into the water, but even if she did fall into it she didn't very much care if it was cold or not. Being unable to even feel anything but the harshest bites of chilly winters when it came to cold things had its perks. She smirked, it was one of the things she was proud of. One of many things.
A quick glance over her shoulder revealed a pair of plain, unadorned saddlebags. They seemed to be only half filled, and she didn't much like the idea of having to eat grass, herbivore or not. A sigh escaped her lips as she turned back forward and continued along the river, eyes focused on the Canterhorn.
It was then that a bright white light shone from the horizon to her left, lighting up the sky and even going so far as to literally part the clouds, making it look like a whole had been opened in the sky. She stared with wide eyes as the light died down, only to shield her eyes and splay down her ears as a loud thunderclap and a powerful shockwave threatened to throw her off balance.
A frown crept onto her face, her brows knitting together. She'd heard rumours, of course, but she had refused to believe anything until she saw them with her own eyes.
Could it be one of them?
She groaned, damning her curiosity as she turned and walked up on the bank of the river and made her way towards the bright light. Gathering provisions be damned, she refused to let whatever had caused that get away without her knowing at least what it was.
A quick glance over her shoulder revealed a pair of plain, unadorned saddlebags. They seemed to be only half filled, and she didn't much like the idea of having to eat grass, herbivore or not. A sigh escaped her lips as she turned back forward and continued along the river, eyes focused on the Canterhorn.
It was then that a bright white light shone from the horizon to her left, lighting up the sky and even going so far as to literally part the clouds, making it look like a whole had been opened in the sky. She stared with wide eyes as the light died down, only to shield her eyes and splay down her ears as a loud thunderclap and a powerful shockwave threatened to throw her off balance.
A frown crept onto her face, her brows knitting together. She'd heard rumours, of course, but she had refused to believe anything until she saw them with her own eyes.
Could it be one of them?
She groaned, damning her curiosity as she turned and walked up on the bank of the river and made her way towards the bright light. Gathering provisions be damned, she refused to let whatever had caused that get away without her knowing at least what it was.
Uh oh... Who's this? I wonder...
Theá stood and watched silently as the stallion worked, taking mental notes of what he did and how for future use. Who knows? It may come in handy one day to know at least some medical procedure. It wasn’t outside the realms of possibility that one of her followers would become injured and she needed to keep them alive until more professional help could arrive. At least that was how she justified it herself. She wasn’t much for admitting her own shortcomings, but so long as it wasn’t spread around that she would deign herself to learn from mortals then she was sure no problems would arise.
She had sat down while he waited and had taken her braid into her magic to tighten it up again after it had come somewhat loose from her earlier incident. Her eyes, however, never left the doctor.
“Well?”
He reverie was broken by the Doctor speaking up. Her eyes narrowed as she locked her gaze onto his, holding it fast for just long enough to make it known that she did, in fact, not appreciate being talked down to, least of all by a mortal. While doing so, she also did her best to remember what exactly it was that he had said. Fragments. Small, difficult to extract. He needs his equipment from where he came from. Right!
Theá shook her head, dismissing his request almost instantly. “No, I’ll get them myself. T’is much faster… East side, you said? Meelo, keep an eye on him.” She spread her wings wide, giving a full view of their exact size, and pushed down hard, propelling herself into the air and shooting towards the east side of the crater at a leisurely speed which, to mortals, was about the fastest any non-athlete pegasus could match.
From where she had been standing rose a black shape with a dark, smoke-like mane and tail, and pupil-less eyes of a lighter blue than the body. Upon coming to a rest hovering a few centimetres above the ground, it tilted its head as it looked at the doctor.
“Haven’t I seen you before?”
(unsure whether you want to have Meelo and Scalpel to have a conversation, but I wrote a reply to his question if you want to use it)
Scalpel gave the bobbing near invisible entity a look and raised an eyebrow, a blade shifting under his waistcoat as he multitasked his magic in preparation for the worst.
“I don’t think so, unless I reattached your leg in the Moon and Star campaign last year I doubt we have ever met…why? Do you know me?”
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Theá sped across the wreckage of what had once been Old Hoof, heading due east as a green and brown blur.
A few minutes passed before she spotted a couple figures at the edge of the crater. Figuring that those two figures, one small and the other big, must be the ones that the stallion talked about, she banked and started a spiralling descent, soon coming to a stop directly in front of them with little warning save a distant flap of wings, and then her appearing right in front of them.
“Your guardian has requested your presence,” she told them in a brisk tone of voice even as she lit her horn and enveloped them in a rich green field of magic and lifted them up off the ground to hover beside her.
***-
Honey gave the Alicorn a both surprised and suspicious look. She didn’t trust her for one minute, especially when said Alicorn acted so brazenly and decided to levitate them off the earth and fly them towards its chosen destination. Grunge didn’t entirely share her inhibitions and began to hum happily as he levitated through the sky making happy noises, his robes flapping through the air. He wouldn’t act unless order to, but he seemed at ease with the Alicorn so she decided to suspend her sense of doubt about its intentions.
“Pretty pony!” He exclaimed happily, and waved a hoof at the god.
Frankly Honey figured she didn’t have a choice with this creature anyway, they were in its magic so resistance would only result in feeble flailing, so she decided to go with the flow of the situation as they made their way towards what looked like a primitive camp in the distance. With a little more time she caught sight of Uncle on the horizon tending to some wounded and talking to a hazy bobbing creature which flickered in and out of sight. She frowned and turned her head to look at the Alicorn.
“Who are you exactly?” she inquired, “do you work for Moon and Star? Because those are inquisitors down there that Uncle is tending to.” Her brow furrowed, “No it can’t be Moon and Star, they’d have locked you up to run endless tests on, not let you roam free…”
“You are correct,” Theá replied, casting a sidelong glance at the filly. “In fact, I was the one who inflicted those injuries upon them, but someone I trust argued that I should at least make sure they survived. Frankly, I do not personally care seeing as they attempted to subdue me, and I view their suffering as justified, but every once in a while it may be beneficial for me to spare even those that would wish me harm.”
She said no more as she angled her wings downwards, diving towards the ground while also slowing down enough so that they didn’t crash into the ground. What would likely have taken several minutes, if not an entire hour, had only taken one or two minutes at Theá’s speed. She touched down and let the filly and larger earth pony down on the ground beside her, gently, then turned to the doctor again. “I trust they are still alive,” she said, turning to briefly look at the unconscious inquisitors. “And Meelo.” She looked to the Nightmare. “I hope you behaved yourself.”
The Nightmare smiled, or smiled as much as he could without a mouth. “I always do.”
Theá only shook her head and turned back to watch the doctor and his entourage do their work.
Honey ran across and gave her uncle a hug, relieved that nothing terrible had happened to her guardian whilst he had been away. Scalpel smiled and ran a hoof through her golden hair lovingly, “hello dear, I hope our Alicorn friend treated you well?” She gave a small solemn nod and he laughed, “Come on then, let’s get the packs off of Grunge and you can help me with treating these injuries, you need some practice.”
They began unpacking from the great lumbering earth pony as Grunge hummed a merry tune from his past life. As Scalpel pulled out more medical instruments he casually broke the semi-silence and spoke up to the Alicorn, “I hope Grunge didn’t give you any trouble, he hasn’t been quite right since the accident, we think there may have been some damage to his brain.” He turned to look up at the Alicorn, “regardless I appreciate your assistance, and this will make the work much easier.”
Thus the small disabled foal and the strange doctor set about finalising their surgeries on the last three which required it, the sound of small clinks as shards were pulled out settling into a steady monotony of background noise.
“I forgot to ask” Scalpel spoke up, “What is your name ma’am? he grunted as a larger slice of stone came out one of the wounds of the three injured and nodded to Honey, who began to wrap up the wound with bandages as he cast a rapid healing spell.
Continuing he looked at her with a questing gaze, “Also, why have you returned after so long? it also seems extremely curious to me if any of your kind were interested in returning peace to this place, waiting the better part of twenty years of perpetual civil war to turn up… after hundreds of thousands have died, it comes across as slightly… odd.”
“I guess my main question is, for what purpose have you and your people returned?” He blinked and went slightly red in embarrassment at his poor manners, “I don’t mean any offense ma’am, but please take it from a mortal’s perspective; it’s not every day you see gods descending like lightening from the heavens, I hope I have not offended.”
Theá shook her head. "You have caused no offense, although you are much more brazen and daring than most mortals. As for why we have waited until now," she looked off into the horizon as if contemplating as she spoke. "Passing through the weave that separates the Astral Plane from the Mortal Plane is not so easily done, nor is it something that should be done without due course." She was silent for a moment - Meelo continuing to just observe - before she spoke again. "Suffice to say that we have our reasons. What may appear as a great tragedy to you is little in our eyes. Many of us share the view that just a few hoofful of ponies surviving is sufficient for this world to survive, and that the death of the million others is of no consequence. I understand their view, but I do not wholly agree. As for who I am."
Meelo watched with a hidden smirk as Theá took a step back and straightened herself fully. "I am Theá Erímo the Huntress, Goddess of Hunt, Wilderness, and Wild Animals. If what my ears are telling me is true, rumours are abound, picturing me as a figure speeding through the forests. You may have heard of me in that fashion."
She had sat down while he waited and had taken her braid into her magic to tighten it up again after it had come somewhat loose from her earlier incident. Her eyes, however, never left the doctor.
“Well?”
He reverie was broken by the Doctor speaking up. Her eyes narrowed as she locked her gaze onto his, holding it fast for just long enough to make it known that she did, in fact, not appreciate being talked down to, least of all by a mortal. While doing so, she also did her best to remember what exactly it was that he had said. Fragments. Small, difficult to extract. He needs his equipment from where he came from. Right!
Theá shook her head, dismissing his request almost instantly. “No, I’ll get them myself. T’is much faster… East side, you said? Meelo, keep an eye on him.” She spread her wings wide, giving a full view of their exact size, and pushed down hard, propelling herself into the air and shooting towards the east side of the crater at a leisurely speed which, to mortals, was about the fastest any non-athlete pegasus could match.
From where she had been standing rose a black shape with a dark, smoke-like mane and tail, and pupil-less eyes of a lighter blue than the body. Upon coming to a rest hovering a few centimetres above the ground, it tilted its head as it looked at the doctor.
“Haven’t I seen you before?”
(unsure whether you want to have Meelo and Scalpel to have a conversation, but I wrote a reply to his question if you want to use it)
Scalpel gave the bobbing near invisible entity a look and raised an eyebrow, a blade shifting under his waistcoat as he multitasked his magic in preparation for the worst.
“I don’t think so, unless I reattached your leg in the Moon and Star campaign last year I doubt we have ever met…why? Do you know me?”
Theá sped across the wreckage of what had once been Old Hoof, heading due east as a green and brown blur.
A few minutes passed before she spotted a couple figures at the edge of the crater. Figuring that those two figures, one small and the other big, must be the ones that the stallion talked about, she banked and started a spiralling descent, soon coming to a stop directly in front of them with little warning save a distant flap of wings, and then her appearing right in front of them.
“Your guardian has requested your presence,” she told them in a brisk tone of voice even as she lit her horn and enveloped them in a rich green field of magic and lifted them up off the ground to hover beside her.
***-
Honey gave the Alicorn a both surprised and suspicious look. She didn’t trust her for one minute, especially when said Alicorn acted so brazenly and decided to levitate them off the earth and fly them towards its chosen destination. Grunge didn’t entirely share her inhibitions and began to hum happily as he levitated through the sky making happy noises, his robes flapping through the air. He wouldn’t act unless order to, but he seemed at ease with the Alicorn so she decided to suspend her sense of doubt about its intentions.
“Pretty pony!” He exclaimed happily, and waved a hoof at the god.
Frankly Honey figured she didn’t have a choice with this creature anyway, they were in its magic so resistance would only result in feeble flailing, so she decided to go with the flow of the situation as they made their way towards what looked like a primitive camp in the distance. With a little more time she caught sight of Uncle on the horizon tending to some wounded and talking to a hazy bobbing creature which flickered in and out of sight. She frowned and turned her head to look at the Alicorn.
“Who are you exactly?” she inquired, “do you work for Moon and Star? Because those are inquisitors down there that Uncle is tending to.” Her brow furrowed, “No it can’t be Moon and Star, they’d have locked you up to run endless tests on, not let you roam free…”
“You are correct,” Theá replied, casting a sidelong glance at the filly. “In fact, I was the one who inflicted those injuries upon them, but someone I trust argued that I should at least make sure they survived. Frankly, I do not personally care seeing as they attempted to subdue me, and I view their suffering as justified, but every once in a while it may be beneficial for me to spare even those that would wish me harm.”
She said no more as she angled her wings downwards, diving towards the ground while also slowing down enough so that they didn’t crash into the ground. What would likely have taken several minutes, if not an entire hour, had only taken one or two minutes at Theá’s speed. She touched down and let the filly and larger earth pony down on the ground beside her, gently, then turned to the doctor again. “I trust they are still alive,” she said, turning to briefly look at the unconscious inquisitors. “And Meelo.” She looked to the Nightmare. “I hope you behaved yourself.”
The Nightmare smiled, or smiled as much as he could without a mouth. “I always do.”
Theá only shook her head and turned back to watch the doctor and his entourage do their work.
Honey ran across and gave her uncle a hug, relieved that nothing terrible had happened to her guardian whilst he had been away. Scalpel smiled and ran a hoof through her golden hair lovingly, “hello dear, I hope our Alicorn friend treated you well?” She gave a small solemn nod and he laughed, “Come on then, let’s get the packs off of Grunge and you can help me with treating these injuries, you need some practice.”
They began unpacking from the great lumbering earth pony as Grunge hummed a merry tune from his past life. As Scalpel pulled out more medical instruments he casually broke the semi-silence and spoke up to the Alicorn, “I hope Grunge didn’t give you any trouble, he hasn’t been quite right since the accident, we think there may have been some damage to his brain.” He turned to look up at the Alicorn, “regardless I appreciate your assistance, and this will make the work much easier.”
Thus the small disabled foal and the strange doctor set about finalising their surgeries on the last three which required it, the sound of small clinks as shards were pulled out settling into a steady monotony of background noise.
“I forgot to ask” Scalpel spoke up, “What is your name ma’am? he grunted as a larger slice of stone came out one of the wounds of the three injured and nodded to Honey, who began to wrap up the wound with bandages as he cast a rapid healing spell.
Continuing he looked at her with a questing gaze, “Also, why have you returned after so long? it also seems extremely curious to me if any of your kind were interested in returning peace to this place, waiting the better part of twenty years of perpetual civil war to turn up… after hundreds of thousands have died, it comes across as slightly… odd.”
“I guess my main question is, for what purpose have you and your people returned?” He blinked and went slightly red in embarrassment at his poor manners, “I don’t mean any offense ma’am, but please take it from a mortal’s perspective; it’s not every day you see gods descending like lightening from the heavens, I hope I have not offended.”
Theá shook her head. "You have caused no offense, although you are much more brazen and daring than most mortals. As for why we have waited until now," she looked off into the horizon as if contemplating as she spoke. "Passing through the weave that separates the Astral Plane from the Mortal Plane is not so easily done, nor is it something that should be done without due course." She was silent for a moment - Meelo continuing to just observe - before she spoke again. "Suffice to say that we have our reasons. What may appear as a great tragedy to you is little in our eyes. Many of us share the view that just a few hoofful of ponies surviving is sufficient for this world to survive, and that the death of the million others is of no consequence. I understand their view, but I do not wholly agree. As for who I am."
Meelo watched with a hidden smirk as Theá took a step back and straightened herself fully. "I am Theá Erímo the Huntress, Goddess of Hunt, Wilderness, and Wild Animals. If what my ears are telling me is true, rumours are abound, picturing me as a figure speeding through the forests. You may have heard of me in that fashion."
What was this city? What was its purpose? Why was it here? What had happened to its original inhabitants? So many questions swarmed Theá's mind, each of them vying for her attention and trying to push all the others away. Why had she reacted so violently? Was there any innocents caught in the devastation? Had she been the course of innocent deaths? She hoped not. She really did not hope that her rage had been the course of innocent blood being spilled... but then again, there was nothing she could've done if that was the case. The town had been swarming with cultists, alive or dead, walking or crawling. How could anyone but a god have survived in there? She sighed and rested her head on her hooves, closing them for a brief moment.
She had half a minute's rest before a voice she recognised all too well piped up from beside her. "How're you doing?" it asked, with genuine concern filling the voice.
Theá opened her eyes and looked to the side, meeting the eyes of a concerned Meelo. "Tired," she replied with a small grunt. "That wasn't easy."
"I didn't think it was, either." He mumbled something unintelligible after that and looked over the crater. "What happened?"
Theá sighed, seeing no way out of this. God or not, she wouldn't just ignore the questions... especially not when it was about this. She valued Meelo's loyalty to her and the information he gave her about the Moon & Star going on's. Not telling him what had happened might make him think she had slaughtered innocents. She didn't want him, or anyone, to think that. Shuffling her wings into a more comfortable position, and subsequently hissing from a wound that had yet to close, she told him what had happened.
"I walked into the city and found no one. I looked around, even called for a doctor but received no response. What's worse, I could feel no presences whatsoever in there. There seemed to be no ponies there, but I kept seeing shadows out the corner of my eye. I dismissed them seeing as I sensed nothing." She chuckled. "Godly arrogance comes and bites me in the flank. Just like some mythologies, eh? Regardless, I continue towards the centre of time and eventually come upon a group of two hundred or so ponies. I asked if any of them were doctors and one stallion says that all of them are to some degree. I ask some to follow me because of the ten unicorns that I injured. He says no, I ask why, and a Smiling Doll attacks me... How are the unicorns doing, by the way?"
Meelo seemed somewhat surprised at the quick change of subject, but answered nonetheless. "They're fine. The seven that weren't killed outright at currently waiting for medical aid. I had to put them all under a sleeping spell since they didn't want to stay still, however... they wanted to go after you even after you had shattered their binding spell." He paused, looked at the debris filled crater again, then looked back to Theá's prone form. "What happened then?"
The alicorn sighed and looked out at the smouldering ruins as well. "I killed the Doll, and when I turned back towards the group of ponies they were all carrying weapons, and then charged at me. I had no choice but to fight as more undead and other dolls stormed out from the houses surrounding me and started attacking. I killed several, crushed, cut and impaled, but they kept coming. It continued like that for what felt like half an hour before I secluded myself in a barrier to let my wounds heal before I continued fighting. While I had been fighting, I had also been running around the town, searching for any survivors or non-cultists, but I didn't find any. While I was within my barrier, I was nursing my wing which had got a nasty cut. I was too preoccupied with watching the wound slowly heal that I didn't notice some of the living unicorns among the cultists create an opening in my barrier. A Smiling Doll made its way through and swung at me, cutting my wing clean off. It clicked for me, I lost it and I unleashed my full power which lead to this. It took away what I'm the most proud of, and I would stand for it no more... so I killed everything in the town."
Meelo nodded. It made sense, he thought, that she would lose it over her wing being cut off. He'd seen her take good care of them, and the fact that she flew so often was a good sign that she was proud of them, and liked flying. "Alright... Guess there's nothing we can do for them, then. Unless you have any ide-"
"Meelo. Hide, somepony's coming." Meelo obeyed, taking on his Nightmare form and sinking into the ground.
Theá lay still as the presence neared her. She'd been lying still ever since she had decimated the town in front of her; recuperating, regaining her strength and waiting for her wounds to heal. She cracked an eye open and looked at the carnage before her, surveying the area before her, noting the burnt corpses, destroyed buildings and, most of all, the massive crater it was all huddled in. Mortals do make quite the sturdy structures, she mused, wondering how exactly she had created a city-wide crater but hadn't destroyed every house. A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips, but fell away again as the pony she had sensed before came into view and walked up to her. She had closed her eyes again once he got within sight of her.
When he finally addressed she opened her eyes and raised her head, looking him dead in the eyes; her deep blue ones piercing his lighter blue. While she was exhausted, she wouldn't let this mortal know to just what extend. She knew, however, that she still had more than enough power to squash him should be prove, well, not a threat, but a nuisance and obstacle.
"Doctor, you say?" She raised an eyebrow, challenging him to deny the claim. "Yes, and no. I am in no need of help. Others, however, are." She stood up and quivered her wings, getting the blood flow going. Her horn lit and the blood covering her body lifted off of her body and formed a blob in front of her which then burned away until nothing remained. If there was one thing Mother told us, it was to not just let our blood and feathers stay behind if we ever got wounded. To the stallion she said. "Not far off, there are a group of ten unicorns, three of which are dead, that needs medical attention. If you're a doctor, please follow me and help them." She turned around and took a half dozen steps towards where she knew the unicorns were located, then stopped and craned her neck behind her, looking at the unicorn stallion, and raised an eyebrow. "Well?"
Already getting stoic and borderline arrogant again. You sure do recover fast, Theá, Meelo thought with a proverbial eyeroll from his position beneath her, hiding in her shadow.
She had half a minute's rest before a voice she recognised all too well piped up from beside her. "How're you doing?" it asked, with genuine concern filling the voice.
Theá opened her eyes and looked to the side, meeting the eyes of a concerned Meelo. "Tired," she replied with a small grunt. "That wasn't easy."
"I didn't think it was, either." He mumbled something unintelligible after that and looked over the crater. "What happened?"
Theá sighed, seeing no way out of this. God or not, she wouldn't just ignore the questions... especially not when it was about this. She valued Meelo's loyalty to her and the information he gave her about the Moon & Star going on's. Not telling him what had happened might make him think she had slaughtered innocents. She didn't want him, or anyone, to think that. Shuffling her wings into a more comfortable position, and subsequently hissing from a wound that had yet to close, she told him what had happened.
"I walked into the city and found no one. I looked around, even called for a doctor but received no response. What's worse, I could feel no presences whatsoever in there. There seemed to be no ponies there, but I kept seeing shadows out the corner of my eye. I dismissed them seeing as I sensed nothing." She chuckled. "Godly arrogance comes and bites me in the flank. Just like some mythologies, eh? Regardless, I continue towards the centre of time and eventually come upon a group of two hundred or so ponies. I asked if any of them were doctors and one stallion says that all of them are to some degree. I ask some to follow me because of the ten unicorns that I injured. He says no, I ask why, and a Smiling Doll attacks me... How are the unicorns doing, by the way?"
Meelo seemed somewhat surprised at the quick change of subject, but answered nonetheless. "They're fine. The seven that weren't killed outright at currently waiting for medical aid. I had to put them all under a sleeping spell since they didn't want to stay still, however... they wanted to go after you even after you had shattered their binding spell." He paused, looked at the debris filled crater again, then looked back to Theá's prone form. "What happened then?"
The alicorn sighed and looked out at the smouldering ruins as well. "I killed the Doll, and when I turned back towards the group of ponies they were all carrying weapons, and then charged at me. I had no choice but to fight as more undead and other dolls stormed out from the houses surrounding me and started attacking. I killed several, crushed, cut and impaled, but they kept coming. It continued like that for what felt like half an hour before I secluded myself in a barrier to let my wounds heal before I continued fighting. While I had been fighting, I had also been running around the town, searching for any survivors or non-cultists, but I didn't find any. While I was within my barrier, I was nursing my wing which had got a nasty cut. I was too preoccupied with watching the wound slowly heal that I didn't notice some of the living unicorns among the cultists create an opening in my barrier. A Smiling Doll made its way through and swung at me, cutting my wing clean off. It clicked for me, I lost it and I unleashed my full power which lead to this. It took away what I'm the most proud of, and I would stand for it no more... so I killed everything in the town."
Meelo nodded. It made sense, he thought, that she would lose it over her wing being cut off. He'd seen her take good care of them, and the fact that she flew so often was a good sign that she was proud of them, and liked flying. "Alright... Guess there's nothing we can do for them, then. Unless you have any ide-"
"Meelo. Hide, somepony's coming." Meelo obeyed, taking on his Nightmare form and sinking into the ground.
Theá lay still as the presence neared her. She'd been lying still ever since she had decimated the town in front of her; recuperating, regaining her strength and waiting for her wounds to heal. She cracked an eye open and looked at the carnage before her, surveying the area before her, noting the burnt corpses, destroyed buildings and, most of all, the massive crater it was all huddled in. Mortals do make quite the sturdy structures, she mused, wondering how exactly she had created a city-wide crater but hadn't destroyed every house. A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips, but fell away again as the pony she had sensed before came into view and walked up to her. She had closed her eyes again once he got within sight of her.
When he finally addressed she opened her eyes and raised her head, looking him dead in the eyes; her deep blue ones piercing his lighter blue. While she was exhausted, she wouldn't let this mortal know to just what extend. She knew, however, that she still had more than enough power to squash him should be prove, well, not a threat, but a nuisance and obstacle.
"Doctor, you say?" She raised an eyebrow, challenging him to deny the claim. "Yes, and no. I am in no need of help. Others, however, are." She stood up and quivered her wings, getting the blood flow going. Her horn lit and the blood covering her body lifted off of her body and formed a blob in front of her which then burned away until nothing remained. If there was one thing Mother told us, it was to not just let our blood and feathers stay behind if we ever got wounded. To the stallion she said. "Not far off, there are a group of ten unicorns, three of which are dead, that needs medical attention. If you're a doctor, please follow me and help them." She turned around and took a half dozen steps towards where she knew the unicorns were located, then stopped and craned her neck behind her, looking at the unicorn stallion, and raised an eyebrow. "Well?"
Already getting stoic and borderline arrogant again. You sure do recover fast, Theá, Meelo thought with a proverbial eyeroll from his position beneath her, hiding in her shadow.
She regenerated a new wing from scratch when at full power. Closing a few lacerations and such should take a few minutes if she takes it at a leisurely pace.
See! Perfectly sane doctor! When it comes to saving his own ass, at least :P
And healing herself doesn't take as much magic as one might think. Arcon's body was pretty much crushed entirely in his meeting with Twilight, and he healed those wounds in only a few seconds. Some lacerations and cuts won't take a lot of time to heal, but given her current situation she'd take it slow and conserve her energy.
And healing herself doesn't take as much magic as one might think. Arcon's body was pretty much crushed entirely in his meeting with Twilight, and he healed those wounds in only a few seconds. Some lacerations and cuts won't take a lot of time to heal, but given her current situation she'd take it slow and conserve her energy.
A few corrections, Eldritch: Theá's wing was cut clean off. The only reason she still has two wings is because all alicorns have regenerative abilities (thanks to their divinity) and can heal just about any wound, although decapitation of a limb takes far more energy than a cut.
So even if Theá would be covered in splotches of blood, she wouldn't have any wounds, at least not large ones. Either that or they would be closing slowly. Her wings, however, would be in pristine shape... you saw the result of one of them getting cut off. :P I don't think a lot of time have passed since she unleashed hell upon the city, so having her wounds slowly close as he watches her would be more likely than them still just being there.
I realise I should have probably told everyone that first, but, well, to err is human (or equine if we go with ponies)
Aside from that... Niiiice ^^ I like your Doctor, insane as he is. Also nice to see that he has the common sense to be timid in front of the one who just decimated a city xD
So even if Theá would be covered in splotches of blood, she wouldn't have any wounds, at least not large ones. Either that or they would be closing slowly. Her wings, however, would be in pristine shape... you saw the result of one of them getting cut off. :P I don't think a lot of time have passed since she unleashed hell upon the city, so having her wounds slowly close as he watches her would be more likely than them still just being there.
I realise I should have probably told everyone that first, but, well, to err is human (or equine if we go with ponies)
Aside from that... Niiiice ^^ I like your Doctor, insane as he is. Also nice to see that he has the common sense to be timid in front of the one who just decimated a city xD
Ah, no, Theá can't read minds xP Mind you, exhausted as she is, she still has more than enough power to squash a single mortal :P So tread carefully ^^
Well, first of all, I'm glad you like her :p I was a bit afraid people would frown at how she seems to frequently flaunt her powers. I hope her little hissyfits don't change that :P
As for Torrential... I'm a little unsure as to what his goal is with seeing Applejack, but he seems like a nice enough fellow that could be interesting to talk to.
As for Torrential... I'm a little unsure as to what his goal is with seeing Applejack, but he seems like a nice enough fellow that could be interesting to talk to.
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