Re: FoE:RP Season Two Post-Season

[Aonee]

((Well yea I was about to have that happen but then Flea was teleported away.))

[Moodyman90]

((Of course Robo. *takes out his popcorn cannon* Now, take our your bowl or this is gonna hurt.))

[Aonee]

((Also Last you're right, I just can't seem to be able to play Crys anymore. Dunno why.))

[Guest]

As soon as the darkness dissipated she charged into the gate, which she smacked into, hard. She fell to her side and rubbed her horn. "Owww..."

[Guest]

Whisper shakes his head, then walks over to Flea to help her up"Ya know, normally I'd make a joke but now don't seem like the time."

[Guest]

((It's okay Aon. I expected her to be upset and frustrated, I'm just used to her being a bit more understanding.))

[RoboRed]

((*holds up bowl in front of face*...Mommy...))

[Aonee]

((Oh no, she understands, I was just trying to go about it the wrong way.))

[Moodyman90]

((*fires the cannon* Hope you like extra gunpowder!))

[RoboRed]

((toospicyyyyyy))

[Tytan]

((I couldn't really think of a way to introduce Vik without it feeling really forced, so I figured I'd do something unrelated to what was going on.))

[Somewhere in the vicinity of New Hope]

Three ponies surrounded the massive cloaked figure. It was painfully obvious just by looking at them that they were highwayponies that preyed on helpless travelers. They had a hodgepodge of equipment, most of which they'd taken from their victims.

One wore high grade combat armor, sans helmet, and wielded a riot shotgun with a shortened barrel and half empty drum magazine. The second wore a set of brotherhood power armor. The spell matrices had long since been removed, but the pony inside's strength allowed him to carry on relatively unhindered. He wielded a minigun with an ammo box that was only a quarter full. The third wore Enclave power armor, but being a unicorn he lacked the appendages to support the wing armor, and the protrusion on his forehead made it difficult to wear the helmet, so he did without. To make up for the lack of authoritative visor he floated a pair of magical energy pistols in addition to the pair of magical energy shotguns (only one of which had a full charge) attached to the armor.

They were quite intimidating, which is why they were so confused when the hooded figure didn't do as they asked.

"What are you, deaf? I said lose the hood!" commanded the brotherhood armor pony.

"Let's just waste him boss. He ain't even got a gun," said the enclave armor pony.

"Shut up and do what the boss says. We don't wanna shoot any valuables by accident," said the combat armor pony.

As the ponies took turns talking the cloaked figures hood shifted to show that it was paying attention to whoever was talking at the time. Other than that it didn't make a move.

The unicorn levitated a magical energy pistol to the figures temple,"He ain't got nothin' 'spensive on his head, an' I ain't even gonna miss."

Without warning an armored hand emerged from the cloak, grabbed the pistol, and yanked it from the telekinetic field without any apparent effort.

"H-hey! Give that back!"

Without pausing the figure shoved the pistol into it's hood where it disappeared from sight. The shadow under the hood started making crunching sounds. The bandits just gawked as the creature spit the leather mouth-grip onto the ground.

"Kill'em!"

All three opened fire on the mass beneath the cloak with everything they had.

*ZAP ZAP ZAP*
*BLAM BLAM*
*zzzZZZDADADADADA*

The figured stumbled slightly, but kept it's footing. The bandits continued to fire until their ammo reserves ran dry.

When the last casing clattered on the ground everything was still. After the cacophony of weapons fire the silence was deafening. All four stood stock still, the bandits waiting for their target to fall over dead, and the thing seething with rage.

Viktor threw open his cowl and was on the combat armor pony before any of the bandits could react. He grabbed the pony by his neck and squeezed. It only took a fraction of his cybernetic strength to snap his neck, but he didn't let go after he was dead. In a single fluid motion he swung the limp carcass of the bandit into his unicorn friend.

The second pony was knocked clean off his hooves and onto the ground. Viktor used his makeshift weapon to pound his still-conscious prey into the dirt. After five or so swings he was at least partly sure the enclave pony was dead. He tossed aside the battered corpse and rounded on the boss.

Being by far the largest pony of the little gang the boss was unaccustomed to fear. He was scared when their latest mark took off his hood and looked like some sort of robot hellhound. He was terrified as his longtime best friend was beaten to death with the corpse of his only other friend. He didn't even have a word to describe how he felt as the monster turned to face him. For a split second he was absolutely stricken, and a split second to late he tried to run like he did when he was a colt running away from his abusive father. Just as he got his back turned he felt solid metal fingers clamp around his armored tail. He futilely tried to run, in hopes that maybe his tail would come off and let him escape. There was no such luck as he felt himself get dragged back inexorably.

The beast gave his tail a sharp twist and he found himself on his back, feet in the air, looking directly at the thing that'd just killed his friends. Up close it still looked like a hellhound, but only slightly. It looked a lot less mutated, but every other piece of it had been replaced with metal, including both of it's arms which held him down, and it's jaw which snarled in his face. After what felt like an eternity it stopped snarling and just stared into his eyes. Then it did the last thing he expected it to do.

It spoke.

With a voice like heavy machinery he growled, "You... Have... Made... A... Terrible... Mistake."

The boss whimpered. The monstrosity pulled back one of it's fists. He clenched his eyes shut and he waited for death... which didn't come. He cracked open one of his eyes and saw the thing staring at a point between the two of them. He refocused his gaze and saw two items hanging from strings on it's neck. One was a weird looking key. The other was the bell thing from a stethoscope.

The boss was confused, but the hand across his windpipe was squeezing a little to hard and started to affect his breathing. He made a croaking sound which seemed to pull the not-a-hellhound from it's stupor.

It seemed to relax it's readied fist. But unexpectedly the forearm behind the fist split open, swallowed the hand, and spit out the business end of a chainsaw.  The chain came perilously close to his neck and started spitting sparks as it ran down the length of his armored midsection. After the saw had once again come perilously close to something he'd rather not lose the forearm split open again and switched the saw for a hand. The dog peeled away section after section of armor until the orange stallion lay completely naked and quivering on the ground.

"Leave," Viktor said in a decidedly less intimidating voice.

The boss couldn't believe his luck. Without a second thought he was back on his hooves and running only Luna knows where.

Viktor watched the bandit scamper away. When he couldn't see him anymore he fell back on his haunches and put a hand over the stethoscope bell and key around his neck, "I'm sorry."

[Guest]

Flea shrugged off the hoof standing her own, she gave an irritated snort before pulling up her cloak so that her back end and midsection were exposed. Now that her wings were free from the cloak they buzzed loudly in preparation for take off.

[Guest]

"Flea, please don't go."He says sadly.

[Guest]

Her wings died down a little. "I don't want to, I'm starting to think this was a bad idea."

[Guest]

"It wasn't a bad idea, sis. It's safer here, ya won't need ta struggle ta get by anymore."He says sincerely as places a comforting hoof on her shoulder.

[Guest]

"Yeah, well, at least I wouldn't know my big brother was getting buddy buddy with enclave." She replied sourly.

[Guest]

Whisper's ears go down"I'd be dead right now if it weren't fer her, Flea. I know that don't change anythin' about what happened, but all I'm tryin' ta say is she can't be all bad if she kept my sorry ass standin'."He looks at Flea"I should of said somethin' first though 'bout some of the folks that work there, I was just happy ta see ya so I didn't think about it..."

[Guest]

Flea couldn't believe what she was hearing, it just didn't fit in with what she knew. Still she couldn't understand why her big brother would lie to her like he very clearly was.

"Keep her away from me? Along with all the other Enclave?" her wing buzzed at regular increments as she waited for his answer. "That's the best I can do."

[Guest]

Whisper nods"All right, I can do that."

[Guest]

Flea managed to smile underneathe her hood. She shook her body so the cloak covered her once again. "So is there another neice I can meet?"

[Aonee]

"Alright... Sorry to leave you like this, but I need to go home and lie down for a little." Crys walks out of the clinic and back to her home.

[Guest]

"A couple yeah. Then we can try again with Azure."He looks at Flea"Sound good?"

"I-it's fine. Like I said, I got it ain't like we're really busy anyways."

[Guest]

A frown crawled back onto Flea's face. "Yeah I'd like that."

[Guest]

"Hey, don't worry 'bout it. Azure's very forgivin'."He walks back into town.

[Tytan]

((Eh, I might as well go for it.))

From off in the distance a hulking figure trundled towards New Hope. At a distance it was just an indistinct blob, but as it got closer it resolved into the figure of a massive cyberdog dragging the remains of some combat armor and enclave power armor with what looked like the a length of cloth. As it got closer to town he starts looking for a place to unload his haul.

[Guest]

She followed closely after him, quiet for most of the way.

[Guest]

As Whisper walks through he passes the H.O.R"Actually, before ya meet the little one. I'd like ta introduce ya ta someone who's the closet I got to a brother as well as an old friend of yers."He walks up to the door and knocks on it.

[Guest]

Flea rolled her eyes. "Still adopting siblings?" she playfully jabbed his ribs.

[Moodyman90]

Moody looks up from his latest project, burn proof barding, when he hears the knocking.
 "Come on in! Not working on anything dangerous today."
He looks over what he's done before turning to the door.

[Guest]

"Yea-Ooww, fuck."He gasps as she jabs his ribs and a pain runs up his side." Please be careful. Still sore."When he hears Moody he opens the door,"After you, sis."

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