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About PrinceBlueblood

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  • Birthday 07/28/1991

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    Maryland
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    Prince Blueblood
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    Earth Writer
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    Feng Yinhaitao
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    Wordsworth Psmith

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  1. Ehehehe.... whoops. Blueblood hadn't informed Hogo-sha of the rather... storied past of their party leader. Thankfully, it wasn't a problem for the yokai, one instance where his being a foreigner actually helped with them getting along. Not having suffered at Sombra's hooves, either personally or vicariously, there was no lingering bitterness to linger like a hidden rock serpent, waiting to strike. The Prince shuddered, he felt as if he'd had a narrow escape from some dark machination, and that a plotter was grumbling in secret while drawing up some elaborate plan b. Trying to get his mind on the subject, he threw himself into the role of lieutenant, trying to get as good a grip as he could on the situation. "Great, while we're tracking down where this is coming from... does anyone remember when it started? I've been away for a while, and I don't recall anything dark in the atmosphere when I left... so it must have come up between now and when I took you out for drinks, Sombra. What's been happening around here since them?"
  2. Prince Blueblood stared agape at Ossia's display, but despite the rather empty look in his baby-blue eyes, his brain was in fact working. "Other worlds... like, parallel dimensions, you mean?" The unicorn cocked his head as a purple version of his homeworld floated over it. "My friend talks about things like that, and we did in fact seem to get a visitor from another dimension last time I visited, too. Odd fellow, came over with a heavy suit of weaponized armor. Apparently in his timeline, I was a war hero! Which was flattering... or would be, if we had won. From what he told me about what Equestria was like where he was, we apparently didn't." Clearing his throat to cover his embarrassment, he listened to the rest of the alicorn's words with a more engaged expression. "I see. That makes sense, though it rather raises further questions. What's your homeworld like? I'm assuming you aren't married to whoever takes up White Knight's spot back home. Why'd you come here? You mentioned revenge, so I assume this isn't the first time. And.... are you planning to stay?" With the last question, he matched her intent stare with a hopeful, not to say infatuated, stare. It was only to be expected, of course, that Blueblood would fall in love. It was part of her nature, was it not? Honestly, the only surprising thing is that such feelings would take so long to reach his heart, after she had captivated every other part of him....
  3. "Hmm..." Earth Writer's eyes roamed over the warship's chassis, his gaze falling not so much on it, as on sleeker flying longships locked and burned into both their memories. "I'll understand if you don't want to put all of STAR into one basket, as it were, but I'd like to be aboard for that mission myself. If you don't think I'd be in the way, that is." He sighed, putting his pen away. "It's something we both need closure on, really. I'm only just now realizing how little I've come to terms with the whole experience, even now."
  4. Despite the looming cloud of darkness hanging over the place, Blueblood couldn't help but feel a little lighter in his heart. It always happened like this, whenever he changed from a bystander to an adventurer. It was addicting, in its own way, which is why he kept doing it, even after so many harrowing and life-threatening experiences. Facing darkness with good fighting companions was just... right, in some fundamental way. Perhaps this is what Twilight meant, when she kept talking about the magic of friendship? "Excellent! Glad to see our little party gelling well." Yokai disguised as diamond dogs wouldn't necessarily be an easy sell with everypony, but it looked like Auntie Celestia was wise enough with her choice of lovers, at least in so far as the circle around him went. "I'll cede leadership to you, Sombra. This is, after all, more your house than mine." While a common sight around the palace, the Prince had his own manor to call home. "Now that we're all together... where do you suppose we'd start? Where does it feel the worst?"
  5. There it was, hunkered down in a ravine like a hibernating bear. The sleep would be long yet, but when she woke, there would be fire and terror sown amidst the crowds of Equestria's enemies. Such was the first phrase that leaped to Earth Writer's mind, after he had gotten done with being just plain shocked at the sight of the airship in construction. Immediately picking his jaw off the floor, he scrawled the line on the outside of his folder so he didn't forget it. That little bit of mental housework done, he cleared his throat and turned back to Icy. "I understand. She's certainly massive, and I can see why you'd not want any delays in getting her operational. But did you have any plans for her maiden voyage that were time sensitive?"
  6. Blueblood sighed in relief as he saw his servant come to his senses, helping Valen up with a steadying hoof. "Easy there, relax and you'll fumble a bit less, remember?" The Prince had needed to coach his maid back when Valen had first come to work for him as repayment for a financial favor done for the Orange clan. The poor colt had been so nervous at first that the unicorn feared for the integrity of every fragile thing in his house! Fortunately, a few years had made Valencia a true natural at what they did. "Princess Cadence is locked up in another cell; do you have a key for that one too?" While not entirely certain of such things, the Prince not being the whole 'adventuring royal' trope, he had some suspicion that the Alicorn of Love would be key to defeating this impostor... ~ Chrysalis knew something was wrong. A queen's connection to her Hive was a deep one, empathic and telepathic as well as political. As such, she usually had a pretty good idea of where all her drones and soldiers were at any time, and could give commands without vocalizing them, with the expenditure of a little magic. But now? Those links were weakening; units positioned to await invasion orders were swarming in prematurely and anarchically, no doubt sending ponies into a panic, but any disciplined response would blow them away like the mooks they were. Even more worrying, however, was the fact that some connections seemed turned off entirely. Dead, or treasonous? Either would prove fatal to her plans. *It's all that pretender Princess' fault! I should have just squished her when I had a chance. No matter, once that bug is taken care of, I can just go to where I stashed Celestia and Luna to top off on power, then I can wrest victory back from the brink!* Undeterred in confidence, she stalked onwards, up the stairs to the floor where Hope was... ~ Shining Armor groaned. What day was it? He couldn't remember, beyond a vague sense that it was something important. Too important for him to be lying on the stone floor like this. He couldn't get up though. No energy. But Cadence would come back for him. Cadence would make him feel all better. That's what she'd done for the past week, lovely alicorn...
  7. Chrysalis snarled. "I will take your life, your soul, with interest!" This cocky little buzzer, who did she think she was? A rival queen? That may well have been the case, the way she bore herself, throwing magic around like it wasn't anything to her. It was this rage that blinded her to Hope's next tactic, a forced teleportation. One easily countered, of course; as soon as Chryssie realized what had happened, she snapped herself right back into Canterlot Palace, as Shining's shield over the city had long since disintegrated. "Oh, clever girl...." The Queen murmured as she stalked her new enemy, having come back some rooms away from where the first confrontation had been. "I'll admit you're good, but that won't work again..." While still running hot with magic and anger, Chrysalis was calmer in mind now, realizing that Hope was a genuine threat she had to take seriously, if her plans were not to be ruined. To this end, she pulled back every extraneous enchantment to have the power free for round 2 of the fight. Down below in the basement, clouds would begin to lift from the minds of those enthralled....
  8. "Crystal, Ma'am." Earth Writer threw Icy a salute, a decidedly non-regulation one, but a little too sincere to be called a mock-salute. "Reveals by means of 'anonymous sources' are passe, in any case. I prefer the big show, where you can send in the 8x10 color glossy photographs with the paragraphs on the back explaining each one to the major magazines." Another legacy of his time with Heart Stopper; a mind more attuned to the demands of politics his superiors than journalistic practice. Given that he was no longer a journalist, that would serve him well in this position. "Now, my own personal curiosity is killing me, so will you save the life of this poor cat and let me see?"
  9. Introductions completed all around, Blueblood nodded. It was slightly disappointing that Sobmra couldn't immediately recognize what exactly was going on, but these things were hardly as easy as all that in any case. It was the nature of dark magic to be tricky like that, and no competent wielder would allow themselves to be sussed out at the first go, even posthumously. "Mmm, nothing specific? It feels like a curse more than an active enchantment, the sort of thing that lingers around an artifact or grave rather than something done by a living caster, but I've really only dealt with curses before, so I'm not the best judge of such things." He sighed. With no leads, the only thing to do was hunt them down. "Alright then, Raven, if you don't have anything on your plate for today, I propose we start hunting it down immediately. Not straight to the source, but at least dig up enough to prepare to face... whatever it is. We may have to bring in reinforcements before the end; I know a few who I trust to do an exorcism if necessary."
  10. The Queen was in a right properly sour mood; of all the things that could happen, on today of all days, some random princess from out of nowhere wanted to ruin her plans! Just when she thought she had them all under her control, too. No matter, there was a reason she held her power in reserve. Overconfident she may have been, but stupid she was not. Once she saw the blue spirit appear, she aimed her blast at it rather than Hope. After all, she knew that all the power Hope had at her personal disposal wouldn't be enough to defeat her, so backup would be coming from somewhere. And now she knew where! "Oh no you don't, my dear!" She called out in a mockingly condescending tone as she aimed to blast away the apparition. "You won't get across me that easy-ugh!" The blast, though far from debilitating, knocked the Hive Queen back a few dozen feet, leaving her pressed against the wall. "Hmph, that scuffed my chitin! After I spent an hour polishing it, too; you shall pay for that!"
  11. It wasn't exactly reassuring to have his suspicions confirmed; whatever it said about his sanity, Prince Blueblood would most certainly have preferred to be wrong about an evil presence in the capital building of Equestria. If there was any comfort to be taken, it was in the power and competence of his companion. Considering Hogo-sha's questions, he pursed his lips. "No, but then, this isn't exactly my palace; somepony else may well have. It is somewhat similar to the feeling I got in my summer home, and that came from great-great grandfather Bluebeard bringing home cursed treasure." Clicking his tongue at the memory, he caught a sour taste in the air and grimaced. "Bleah... I think I'll definitely want you at your full power when we run up against... whatever's causing this." Taking a few more steps as he considered their options, he finally nodded. "We'll need to consult an expert. Fortunately, Auntie does keep one around, though not for that exact purpose..." It didn't take long for the pair to find Sombra, accompanied by Raven. Smiling in greeting, he turned to the Umbrum. "Yes, I just came back from another trip. I say, there's something in the air here, something not right. I daresay you know more about it than I do, so how about it, old chap?"
  12. Earth Writer nodded at the loyalty oath; only to be expected when one was recruiting a bunch of powerful ponies to do dangerous things. It was a bit of a revelation that Ice herself was solely sworn to the Night Princess, but again not wholly surprising. None of this elicited comment. Her remark about quills, however, did prompt him to pull a platinum-tipped pen out of his pocket. "I wasn't wholly deprived of my livelihood after being fired from the paper. Quills are cruelty to birds in any sense. No need to use archaic tools. Modern problems require modern solutions, after all; that's why you're doing this, right?"
  13. Chrysalis was no slouch when it came to psychological undermining; there were few things that could unsettle Blueblood than hearing those words coming out of Valen's mouth. The pony in front of him was in every appearance his maid, but it wasn't really Valencia behind the eyes... But he couldn't falter, couldn't let the brave face slip. If he broke, Chrysalis wouldn't find him fun to toy with, and his value as a decoy would be lost. Gathering his scattered wits with a snort, he put as much scorn as he could muster into his voice. "Really now? How dreadfully inefficient. You could make a half-decent case for our need of new management, but not if you waste energy by not channeling natural inclinations." Underneath his disdainful expression, he wondered if letting slip the fairly large amount of repressed subservience within him was wise. No matter, larger things than his dignity were at stake. *I hope Hope is living up to her name...* ~***~ Blueblood's efforts were not in vain, insofar as his erstwhile ally was not in any way accosted until she reached Chrysalis' chamber. The Bug Queen was currently indulging herself with spying upon her prisoners as she toyed with them, until she whirled around to confront the intruder. "What!?" She uttered in a voice halfway between a scream and a hiss. "You... I should have known there was something off about you." She apparently recognized the errant changeling as the one she encountered from her venture as 'Cadence' this morning, and seethed at herself for letting her pass as one of her own. Still, those rumors had been troubling, and this was a perfect opportunity to clear them up once and for all. The Queen's glare split into an evil grin, as laughter bubbled up from the festering cauldron of her soul. "BWAHAHA, but now you've come to confront me, at the height of my power and triumph!?" Her horn glowed with all the magic she'd siphoned from Equestrian royalty. "Thank you for sparing me the effort to hunt you down, I shall squash you right here!"
  14. Ponies often wondered why Prince Blueblood had a compass rose cutie mark. After all, it wasn't as if he was the captain of a ship, the sort of profession that a pony would normally adopt after discovering a special talent in navigation. But like most symbolic representations, the compass signified metaphorical talents as well. Blueblood was a navigator, yes, of social currents and atmospheres, able to sense which way the political winds were blowing, and the general good or bad vibes that could stir up and swirl about whenever you had enough ponies in one place. It served him well in his political and diplomatic career, and he was even sensitive to currents and atmospheres of a more... mystical origin. Thus, when he returned to the palace from his latest foray into the hinterlands, the Prince could immediately sense that something was off. Granted, it was fairly obvious that the guards were in lockdown mode, though they could hardly bar royalty from entering the palace. But still, there was an eerily familiar chill slinking down his spine, one that reminded him of a certain incident in his old summer house. *By the rising of my hackles, an evil force has shed its shackles.* It was at times like these that he regretted not having his regular crew of bodyguards and adventurers that accompanied him whenever he ventured someplace dangerous; though he hardly imagined that coming home to the palace would necessitate any such thing! Fortunately, he'd brought along a guest that seemed well able to take care of himself, a visitor from the eastern lands who fancied himself a hero. They certainly made quite an eye-catching pair, the pristine unicorn stallion and the katana-wielding diamond dog. "So... am I going crazy, or can you sense something wrong too?" He remarked in a low voice to his companion.
  15. I've got game night tonight, but I'll see if I can write an intro for Bluey into here tomorrow.
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