Lyipheoryia Posted June 14, 2016 Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 (We can do some team talking while we wait for Shadowbolt's post.) Neria gave Sicar a look when he entered the red team. So far, the people on the red team were all the people that knew her. Or recognized her. They had begun to gather and discuss team plans, leaving her horribly stranded by herself. She slid into the shadows, knowing her aura of fear would do nothing but turn her own team on itself. She turned to Sicar, giving him a nod. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PyroBlaze Posted June 14, 2016 Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 Sicar returned the nod, turning back to the team and listening to their plans. He hummed slightly, formulating plans of his own should the main plan fail. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lyipheoryia Posted June 14, 2016 Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 She gave a small sigh, barely audible. Sometimes, she wondered if things were different. Would she be accepted into the team with everyone talking so...close to her? Would she...have friends? Would ponies not be afraid? She saw Sicar join the group, and she turned away in shame. Even a child of shadows would be willingly accepted... When she first entered Camp, she had been but a young filly. She did actually know her mother before being brought to the Camp. Her mother had raised her in the streets, teaching her how to fight, when to retreat, how to be strong. Then, one day, her mother looked at like a stranger. It was the oddest thing. Her mother dragged her my one arm, and literally threw her into the Camp. She saw her mother quite a few times in her dreams, but never as a...mother again. The cabin was already there, stocked with weapons, books, and everything that could fancy young Neria. All she needed, was a friend to share these great treasures. The younger campers didn't mind her aura, but the older ones neglected her and stayed as far as possible from her path. All her life she had been neglected from a good life, but she had always been loved: whether it be her mother, or a friend from the streets. When you have nothing, even a small filly with an aura is everything. But as she grew, her aura grew stronger. Her friends began to see the battlecry, and couldn't understand why she turned every spar into a deadly feast of blood. She was constantly reprimanded by Chiron and other camp leaders. Nopony stood by her side anymore, and she was utterly alone with her bloodthirsty mind and weapons. It was then that she vowed never to fight. As neglect grew, so did her words. She spoke less and less-until she spoke as rarely as she fought. She used to try...try to be the same. Try to be accepted. But she doesn't try anymore. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadowbolt0 Posted June 14, 2016 Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 Finally arriving at the Capture the Flag event, she saw Eclipse move into the blue team, as was expected. The girl who brought them her however, was on the red. Midnight felt split. Either Fight Eclipse, a battle she longed for since what occurred, OR fight alongside Eclipse. Those were her options. Looking around, her eyes focused on a girl. Her name alluded Midnight, but the aura of her didn't. Fear. She could almost taste it in her mouth. The girl in question was of on her own... Looking back and forth she knew she had to make a decision. She just didn't want to. Slowly, she joined the Blue team. While she yearned to fight Eclipse once again, she finally remembered the mare who made her bones shudder as her accidental victim, and she wanted to try something. Try and paint fear in battle. That was her goal, her art, her canvas. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SymphonicFire Posted June 14, 2016 Author Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 Eclipse felt braver with talking to ponies after her conversation with Midnight, so she decided to poke her head into the group and join in on the conversation. She noticed Midnight had joined the Blue team too, happy that someone she knew was in the same team as her. "Hey Midnight, we are assigning roles now. Would you prefer to search for the flag or fight in the front line?" she asked. Eclipse felt that she was more suited for battle, especially with a large group of opponents. Searching for the flag would bring victory to their team if they successfully do so, but the search is long and there is not much of a guarantee that she would be the one who finds it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadowbolt0 Posted June 14, 2016 Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 "Roles....?" Midnight looked at Eclipse as if the girl was insane. A role was useful only in theory in her opinion, one should be able to fight in every position, not a singular one to be effective. But then again, things work differently than she was used to. "I'll hunt for the flag" she says after a short pause. While she wanted to fight, her skills were better suited to recon, locating the flag. On a front line, she could be overrun by numbers and such a large battle would refuse her to create art. No, she would split off, find an opponent, make them beautiful, then locate the flag. That was her job, her 'role'. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PyroBlaze Posted June 14, 2016 Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 Sicar was assigned to the search, mostly because he offered to do so. He was not really accepted into the group, he was simply there. As the talk turned away from his part, his gaze turned back to Neria, though he still listened to the group. She was alone, like him, but the main difference seemed to be that she did not choose to be alone. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lyipheoryia Posted June 14, 2016 Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 She walked slowly, as not to startle anypony. She stepped beside Sicar, and noted his rather intriguing expression. He seemed to be...thinking. Of what, though? The 'leader' had already distributed roles, and she listened carefully to each one. She turned to him, giving a slight nod. I will serve my role, as I have always~ She turned to Sicar, before closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. He had always been one of the friendlier members in camp to her. He always respected her wishes to not spar when she was asked to duel him. They both knew the shadows...they were both alone. "Hi," Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SymphonicFire Posted June 14, 2016 Author Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 "Yea, the other demigods want roles so that someone doesn't run off and do something else" Eclipse said, tiling her head a little. "It's strange yes, but I wanted to give them some comfort since i'm new to this 'working together' thing. I'll be in the front lines, so if something happens..." she pulled in her gut and soon Amria came flying towards them. "...use the owl and I'll fly to your location. The owl already knows to only respond to you and I...and she's trained for covert operations". "The event is starting. Teams, go to your starting locations" Chiron said as he disappeared into the forest. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PyroBlaze Posted June 14, 2016 Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 "Hello." He replied simply, nodding to her. At least she was talking, he supposed that was a step in the right direction towards her not being alone. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lyipheoryia Posted June 14, 2016 Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 She wasn't quite sure what to say next. And the game had already begun, so she set off to hide in a bush behind a tree, pleased that she had taken a step towards making a friend. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PyroBlaze Posted June 14, 2016 Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 Sicar walked into a shadow as he made it to the starting area, disappearing from sight. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadowbolt0 Posted June 14, 2016 Report Share Posted June 14, 2016 Midnight didn't approve, but what was done was done, and now she had to deal with it. Nodding her head at the knowledge the owl would be a pair of eyes in the forest, she grinned. "Don't die Eclipse, you and I, we have much to do still..." And with that, she flared her wings and launched herself into the trees, using them as cover as she flew around as stealthily as she could, sneaking behind the red teams 'front line', giving her 2 options. Attack from the flank during battle, or hunt others who were alone. She sat down on a high branch, and waited for her time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SymphonicFire Posted June 15, 2016 Author Report Share Posted June 15, 2016 "I'm not gonna die, not yet" Eclipse said, snapping her hair clips together to unfold her halberd. She pointed her weapon in the enemy team's direction, waiting for the signal. "Begin!" Chiron yelled as a satyr blew a horn. Eclipse didn't charge, but kept a close distance behind the front line as she let Amria fly off and search for the flag. The formation didn't last long as everyone spread out, eager to fight. Eclipse just shrugged and started taking down every red that came charging at her with a series of slashes and whacks from her halberd. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lyipheoryia Posted June 15, 2016 Report Share Posted June 15, 2016 Neria really, really hated this game. All it was about was winning, hurting, and trying-not-to-do-killing. She slid near the flag, alongside the group of defenders. She crept behind a bush, and waited...and waited... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadowbolt0 Posted June 15, 2016 Report Share Posted June 15, 2016 Midnight had given up waiting for to ambush the frontline, no, she went the other way. She found her way to the back end of the forest, failing to locate anypony, or they knew better than to confront her alone. She continued her search before pausing up in the tree, and tilted her head. She could see a squad of red-team members, raising her question. Why? Why were they there? She opted to following them from the trees, and waited. They would lead her to the flag...hopefully. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PyroBlaze Posted June 15, 2016 Report Share Posted June 15, 2016 Sicar stalked through the shadows as he searched for the blue flag, avoiding the blue team's scouts and searchers. He avoided the front lines as well. Sneaking around, ambushing or simply avoiding the enemy, that was more his speed. He recognized the usefulness of those that fought in the open, like the children of the God of war, but he was not like them. Eventually, he spotted a blue team member that seemed to be by themselves, and they were not heading towards the red side or the front lines. Perhaps he could follow them to the flag, and that's what he began doing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lyipheoryia Posted June 15, 2016 Report Share Posted June 15, 2016 She listened to the sound of hoofsteps, but so far heard none. A few players on her side were watching the flag, cornering and monitoring any opposition. She closed her eyes and slowed her breathing. Her heart rate slowed, and everything was clearer and tranquil. This was her love. This was the battlefield of death and horror. This was the battlefield between her mind and her body. She had gone so far-she was not going to risk losing it all. I refuse to fight. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadowbolt0 Posted June 16, 2016 Report Share Posted June 16, 2016 Midnights hunting continued, and so far, to no avail. She'd long grown bored of the group she was following, and opted to take her own direction. So far, nothing, not a red member nor any sign of a flag...She let out a sigh, how boring! This wouldn't do for a stage, all this sneaking about, didn't suit her, and soon she must find a canvas...and paint her deadly artwork. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SymphonicFire Posted June 16, 2016 Author Report Share Posted June 16, 2016 Eclipse was quickly bringing down the numbers of the red team that were fighting on the battle grounds. The children of Ares and Athena were quite tricky, but it was easier when they were outnumbered. When the size of the red team decreased significantly, the mare stood back watch out for anyone in the trees. Her owl soon came back and landed on her head, speaking to her with a series of hoots. "Bring me to Midnight and then lead the both of us there" Eclipse said, reverting her halberd back to clips and followed Amria to Midnight. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lyipheoryia Posted June 16, 2016 Report Share Posted June 16, 2016 Something had gone wrong. She could hear the fallen cries of her team, and taste the blood from injuries. Her eyes sparked, begging her to take up her weapon and spill equal blood to the blue team. But she refused. There was still no sign of anyone near the flag on the blue team, and the puppyguards were growing restless. Some started to walk away, hoping to get some action and join the battle. Others began to let their guard down, fiddling with their swords and taking off heavy helmet. She closed her eyes, and let her senses strengthen. Nothing. There were no blue members nearby... And that scared her most of all... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
PyroBlaze Posted June 16, 2016 Report Share Posted June 16, 2016 It seemed following this blue member had been the right choice, as he could see a group just standing guard. Presumably guarding the flag. Sicar slinked through the shadows, looking for the best place to come at the flag from. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadowbolt0 Posted June 17, 2016 Report Share Posted June 17, 2016 Midnight sniffed the air once again, and she could track it, she was sure of it. She was on a role in her eyes, but hadn't dispatched anyone as of yet, a shame in her opinion. So time to create beauty in art, but that's when she spotted it. A-an...owl? She paused, she knew that owl...why? Why did she know that owl? It didn't make sense unless...Wait! Eclipse mentioned an owl before didn't she? Her Owl. Slowly, Midnight realized it, it was Eclipse coming, they were on their way to the flag! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SymphonicFire Posted June 18, 2016 Author Report Share Posted June 18, 2016 Eclipse soon spotted Midnight, signaling her to follow her. Once she was close enough to Midnight, she smiled. "My owl has found the flag's location. Do you have a plan on how to capture it? I'm more of the 'thinking on the spot' type" she said as she followed the owl deeper into the forest. "Maybe when we are close to the site, I'll be the decoy if there is an ambush. You could then come out from the trees and ambush the ambushers!" Eclipse said, a happy glow to her face. "Are they even called ambushers?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lyipheoryia Posted June 18, 2016 Report Share Posted June 18, 2016 (Long post because 'why not?') (EDIT: Fine, real reason: long post because I needed an explanation on why the daughter of killing and destruction hates fighting, killing, and destruction >< ) She bit her lip. Something in her sensed somepony coming, but-since it wasn't her strong point-she couldn't be sure. The guards watching the flag had lost all battle cry: heavy weapons on the ground, joking around with each other, some even sitting down. She knew, sooner or later, their flag would be taken. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. I will not fight unless somepony threatens my life. She knew she would betray her team by just hiding while they stole the flag, but-somewhere through the years-her thoughts on killing and fighting had taken a different perception. It was no longer just about her bloodlust and avoiding hurting ponies. She had begun to see what violence did to ponies. It drove the bloodlust into each other, calling for more and more. While her mother urged her to urge them on, she resisted. She didn't see beauty in slowly taunting prey or tearing down others anymore. She didn't find it lovely how the blood slowly spilled out from a wound. It wasn't beautiful anymore... She was what the violence did to ponies, and she wanted no involvement with it. She was how it affected their minds, and turned their eyes into blindspots to the world. She saw how it heightened their sense and dulled it all at once-how it made them stronger but also weaker. It was an oxymoron-and a major one at that. She had seen the wildcats of the streets, turning the simplest garbage into the prized piece of gold. Violence could work magic-magic initiating even more raw power than Hecate's children. She had seen the prey of violence go...insane. They way they looked at each other like meat, then looked at themselves like the Kings and Queens of the world. And then she had seen her mother's eyes. How cold and sterilizing they were! She saw how here eyes had turned red with blood, and how her pupils had dialated at the thought of killing. Fear haunted her- And that is why she never fought lest her life depended upon it. Her eyes were not, would not be, her mother's. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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