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True that. Pretty much why im not responding right now, we are about to leave for the store. OT: So we finally meet the heads Pere Noel..Interesting.

you probably all fat now from thanksgiving festivities, i know everybody over here looks like pinkie after a cake binge.

Well it is holiday time, so um.

I really like the idea of branches and a council, It could really work. I gladly throw Gear Shift forward as a candidate for the head of the Alteration/augmentaion/manipulation branch.

Interesting insignia design. Like all organizations things can change so if someone doesn't like it, nothing is set in stone. As for the name, it does sound like a pony, but a few of us agreed on it. Maybe one day we will change names.

>[colour=#ff8c00]Kaalia[/colour] and[colour=#800080] Karrthus [/colour](Equinia, LEH camp) Karrthus was in a smaller form than what he usually walked around in. With his current stature the dragon a little taller than a fully grown stallion. He could comfortably look anypony in the eyes without towering over them. He sat at the table in he and Kaalia's private kitchen, chewing on several gems he had rudely shoveled into his mouth. Kaalia stared at him sideways for a second.[colour=#800080] "What?"[/colour] He replied stupidly. [colour=#800080]"It's not like you're particularly well mannered." [/colour]They stared at each other for a little bit longer before both of them broke into wild laughter. [colour=#ff8c00]"Oh, oh...That was rich."[/colour] Kaalia said as she pulled out a large tray of vegetables and assorted gems. She placed the food on the table, and looked over to her husband.[colour=#ff8c00] "Draco should be joining us after a while, I tell you, he's a fun one."[/colour] She said snickering. Karrthus simply chewed on his gems with his eyes closed. [colour=#800080]"Before I forget, how'd he do out there today?"[/colour] Karrthus asked. [colour=#ff8c00]"Well he just got out of the healing coals,"[/colour] [colour=#800080]"That bad-"[/colour] Kaalia cut him off before he could finish. [colour=#ff8c00]"After sparring with Thunder Maw, and successfully blocking several strikes, then fighting me and taking a river of lava to the chest and blocking a barrage of hoof strikes. He even hit me."[/colour] She said as she patted her chest where Draco struck her. [colour=#800080]"Wow, really!?"[/colour] he said swallowing hard.[colour=#800080] "colour me impressed. What do have you planned for tomorrow?"[/colour] [colour=#ff8c00]"Not sure yet."[/colour] The dragoness finished setting the plates, Draco would be there any moment now. ------------------- > [colour=#800000]Quick Scope[/colour] and [colour=#daa520]Gilda[/colour] (Equinia, RLF camp with Replica) Gilda stirred in her sleep, images of her home, and her friends flashed by her. One particular friends visage stayed for a bit longer. Something warm was rubbing against her chest, causing her to slowly awaken. "Urgh" she groaned, her body hurt everywhere, and the affectionate action was refreshing. She looked around for the source of the feeling. lowering her eyes she caught sight of the young changeling filly. [colour=#daa520]"Well then, ya don't see a changeling showing love like this all the time, must be my birthday."[/colour] She sarcastically as she rubbed Replica's head with a claw.[colour=#daa520] "Where'd the scamp come from QS?"[/colour]

> [colour=#800000]Quick Scope[/colour] (Equinia, RLF camp, with Tech and Replica) Tech grunted as he returned to the world of the conscious. He felt a soft rubbing on one his arms. Upon investigating the sensation, his eyes narrowed rage.[colour=#808080] "Changeling..."[/colour] The words were laced with venom. When he looked down at the young filly smiling at him, but all he could see was the cocooned forms of his family being carried away by a horde of the vile parasite. His fist clenched and he gritted his teeth. Quick Scope had made a terrible mistake, how could she forget about Tech's history with the Changelings. She ran over to where they were and grabbed up Replica before Tech could do something he'd regret.[colour=#800000] "No. Tech, she's with me. Calm down."[/colour] [colour=#808080]"Keep IT away from me."[/colour] He growled. [colour=#800000]"Maybe you should try and bug Gilda to see if you can get her awake?"[/colour] She said to replica as she pointed towards the sleeping griffon. ---------- >[colour=#ff8c00] Kaalia [/colour]() [colour=#ff8c00]"Doesn't it make much more sense now," [/colour]She gave Draco a smug little chuckle. [colour=#ff8c00]"After seeing what an alicorn can do, there is no question that Celestia and Luna gave themselves up. They knew that they screwed up, they knew that we would never look at them the same way again. The princesses did the only thing they could do to atone for their sin, and that was pay in blood. GEF vs RLF was never a fight between right and wrong. It was a war between change and tradition." [/colour]She glanced into the showers at the furiously lathering stallion and stifled a giggle.[colour=#ff8c00] "Anyway, towels will be out side the shower. I will head to the private kitchen, it's easy enough to find. First floor, huge double doors of the building right next to this."[/colour]

[colour=#008000]"Astral's a total diva, she has tah look like a rock star everywhere she goes."[/colour] He said as he playfully rustled the unicorns mane. She seemed like she was in a slump. Pound figured that if he could get a reaction from her she'd stop thinking about whatever was bothering her. Razor reluctantly answered the question. [colour=#008000]"Okay, Ah get it."[/colour] He could respect that this was forbidden territory for this conversation. The fact that Astral had not reacted to his teasing worried him, usually he'd get a stern lecture or at the very least have his claws forcefully pushed away. He sighed and shrugged Razor, he was just as confused about what happened. Astral simply looked at the floor with a flat expression. After a while Cheery reappeared from the kitchen with their ice cream. Pound's tail started wagging as the beautiful mounds of frozen flavor drew closer to him. The mare explained the flavors to her patrons and with each word out of her mouth Pound's beak watered more and more. His eyes widened as she handed the double scoop waffle cones to them. Astral took the strawberry syrup covered one into her magical grasp and stared at it. Pound accepted the caramel covered one and gave Cheery a huge smile.[colour=#008000] "Oh man, oh...Look at this!"[/colour] He exclaimed. He lightly licked the treat and his eyes shot open. After taking a huge bite out of the chocolatety ice cream, He let out a deafening howl and tapped his leg furiously on against the floor.[colour=#008000] "This. Is. Amazing! Astral, c'mon, try it!"[/colour] The unicorn tasted the ice cream, but her expression didn't change.[colour=#008080] "It's okay I guess." [/colour] [colour=#008000]"That's it."[/colour] He said as he stood up.[colour=#008000] "Ah'm going to talk to the creator of this wonderful treat, Astral, Razor, excuse me for a moment." [/colour] Astral sighed and sat at the table with Razor right as Pound walked off. The griffon walked up to the counter and casually leaned on it. [colour=#008000]"Name's Pound Sterling. Let me tell ya, this is some of the best ice cream ah've ever had. What's your secret?"[/colour]

I feel you pain Scythe. Strange how I miss Trixie's presence in the RP. Also, someone needs to play as Sweetie Belle

Interesting, having someone play as a a princess...

No. It's just that some issues are sensitive and 18+ section pretty much lets you play a character however you want.

So that I can say whatever I want. on a story related note something big will happen in the next few posts.

[colour=#008000]"Ya think ya know, but ya don't. No disrespect, but ah've seen ponies play violins, guitars, and lyre's, then tell me that they can't play a piano. Ah've seen ponies GRIP things with their hooves...It makes no sense.[/colour]" He said with a half lidded expression. [colour=#008000]"Well it's close to work, and my employers pay my bills so yeah. Besides, Ah'm too laid back, Ah have all the freedom Ah need when out there on stage doin' mah thing. Ya know?"[/colour] He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. Memories of him throwing down rhymes in the underground clubs of equestria flashed through his mind. [colour=#008000]"She's, umm, not quite like that, it's hard to explain."[/colour] He pointed at her with a talon. [colour=#008000]"She acts quite posh, but in reality she's quite down to earth on most things. Life shapes us in strange ways."[/colour] The griffon stared at Razor, almost staring through him. Razor started talking about his travel experiences, his excitement grew with each word he spoke. [colour=#008000]"Haha, got some passion out of ya with that Ah see. Seeing ya like this Ah have to ask. What was up with the puffy big chest act earlier?"[/colour] ------------ Cheery just sort of deflated. [colour=#008080]Was it something I said.[/colour] she wondered. She didn't mean to suck the girl's fun away.[colour=#008080] "It's okay darling, really it is."[/colour] She said apologetically. [colour=#008080]"I enjoy, socializing. Really I do."[/colour] Cheery dashed away leaving the Astral to her thoughts. She huffed and thought back to her school days in Canterlot. That deflated look, just tore at her heart. It's how she looked for so long during her stay in the capitol city. She never wanted to make another pony feel like that. Astral walked over to the table where Razor and Pound were chatting. Her head was down and it looked as if she was deep in thought. Pound's left ear twitched, his predatory senses picking up Cheery's sniffling from where he sat.[colour=#008000] "What did you say to her?"[/colour] He didn't even turn to face her, but his voice was obviously irritated. [colour=#008080]"I-I don't know."[/colour] She replied.

> [colour=#ff8c00]Kaalia[/colour] (Equinia, Showers with Draco) [colour=#ff8c00]"Well I'm pretty sure that you know the Grand Equestrian Federation was once a smaller group of revolutionaries correct? Everything started when ponies began to feel like Equestria wasn't moving forward, that the nations growth had stagnated. They started questioning the princesses ability to lead us into the future, their ideals caught the ears of quite a few and it wasn't long until they formed a group large enough to be a known presence. Everything was pretty much small scale spats with Equestrian soldiers and the rowdy demonstration here and there, but it was hardly war. Eventually they got tired of having their voice quieted and full on rebellion broke out. Stalliongrad and Manehattan where the first New Equestrian Order cities. Some say the cities 'fell', but I believe that those cities are the progressive hearts of the nation, more like they joined the cause willingly. Celestia and Luna tried to negotiation, but their arguments were more or less, 'be quiet and keep doing what we tell you to.' Obviously those terms were declined, so the princesses had the cities purged."[/colour] She stomped her a hoof on the tile floor, shattering some marble. [colour=#ff8c00]"My parents were in Manehattan!"[/colour] --------------- [colour=#000000]>[/colour][colour=#800000]Quick Scope[/colour][colour=#000000] (Equinia RLF camp)[/colour] She landed outside the barracks the that the RLF had given Alpha inForce. Still holding Replica close she reached down and opened then door. The room was dark, and smelled of burnt feathers. Quick Scope's eyes caught sight of a flickering green light on the floor. Her eyes narrowed on the suspicious area and he held the small filly close to her, reaching into her holster pulled out her Berreta 93R and started to creep forward. She looked around and saw Gilda covered in bruises in her bunk which put her on edge even more. Soon she rounded the small table and saw the source of the green light. [colour=#800000]"Tech!"[/colour] She called out. Quick Scope gently place Replica on the floor and went over to help the knocked out griffon. She sat him up and smacked him in the face. "Huh, wha-"

OC? what OC?

Honestly I don't see the point, what main character doesn't know that he's Dracula? I think he calls himself Alucard as an alias because he's not proud of himself and wants to disassociate with his past.

True. But then again, he is Dracula. Still never learned why he goes by Alucard now.

I refuse to believe Alucard is a vampire, that man is an elderitch abomination.

The Coltaran Chronicles hold a special place in my RP heart. It marks the time where I actually started posting on the site regularly. I don't see how I could not reapply! ----------------- [colour=#000000]Name: Crystal Cove/ Soul Slasher[/colour] [colour=#000000]Sex: Male[/colour] [colour=#000000]Age: Stallion[/colour] [colour=#000000]Species: Pegasus[/colour] [colour=#000000]Nationality: Coltaran[/colour] [colour=#000000]Organization: The Night Children[/colour] [colour=#282828]Social Class: Former High Blood[/colour] [colour=#000000]Eye colour: Silver[/colour] [colour=#000000]Coat colour: Taupe [/colour] [colour=#000000]Mane/tail: Light Beige[/colour] [colour=#000000]Physique: Lithe[/colour] [colour=#000000]Cutie Mark/Destiny Mark: Black, red, and gold demon with a scythe.[/colour] [colour=#000000][/colour] [colour=#000000]Origin/Residence: Formerly Ashen Gate/Wanderer[/colour] [colour=#000000]Occupation: Assassin[/colour] [colour=#000000]Personality: Enjoys death, but not killing. He believes that death in service of a cause is the greatest honor. Patient, calculating, and ruthless (to a degree). When on a mission he is but a shell of himself, but when he's not advancing the Night Children's goals he allows himself a somewhat normal life.[/colour] [colour=#000000]Family: Only son of the pegasus Honor Bound, a highly respected general of the EVA. His mother died giving birth to him (His mother named him with her dying breath), causing his father life long grief. Honor Bound blamed his son for the death of his wife. This lead to Crystal Cove being neglected and abused by his father. His father is now deceased, slain by Crystal Cove's blade. [/colour] [colour=#000000]Background Story: His early life was hard, the beatings and the emotional neglect made him a very withdrawn colt. One day, when home alone, the Crystal Cove picked up one of his father's regular short swords. He took to the blade like a dragon to the skies, he posed and swung the sword around mimicking the forms he had seen his father practice. Happiness rushed through him as he went through the motions with the blade, "If only I was stronger, like dad, maybe he'd look at me, maybe he'd stop hitting me." He thought. Crystal Cove swung the sword at the door to his home where his father soon entered. He immediately dropped the blade and pleaded with the awe stricken stallion, he didn't want the pain to come, but it never did. Honor Bound grabbed his son up in a large hug and cried. "We have much to talk about son, I-I never knew you had such potential."[/colour] [colour=#000000]From that day forward for the next 11 years Honor Bound took his son under his wings and put him through rigorous training, no longer were their beatings, now there were sparing matches; No more neglect, now there was arduous exercise and bountiful meals afterward. Every moment of Crystal Cove's life was filled with happiness, his father loved him and that's all he ever wanted. His fighting skills continued to develop into it's own style, wide arcs and slow power strikes combined with pegasus agility, vicious hoof to hoof styles, and daft bladework. The result was an unorthodoxed style that was both hard to read, and hard to utilized because no training weapon truly fit with him.[/colour] [colour=#000000]On his 16th birthday, during a sparring match with his father he gained the upper hand, he stared into his fathers eyes with a soul rending gaze and finally defeated his master. The moment his father fell defeated his chest burned with pride, he rubbed himself and looked at his chest, seeing his Destiny Mark he fainted on the spot.[/colour] [colour=#000000]When he awoke He found his father knelt beside him and presenting the him with an[/colour] aishanidari. "I never thought this day would come," he said as he raised the weapon to his son. Crystal Cove accepted the weapon, once in his hooves the weapon pulsed to life and shifted form into a great scythe, a weapon like nopony had seen before nearly It's pole handle was nearly as long as Crystal as was its blade. He prepared to think of his destined name, but his father stopped him. "Allow me son, from what I saw today I feel that the name Soul Slasher is perfect. Your gaze cuts into the souls of stallions and you ferocity in battle cuts into their hearts, now you have a blade worthy of your skill in which to reap your enemies with." Crystal was immediate enlisted into the army and was soon in service directly under his father. Most of the time it was boring inane duties. But when Crystal was twenty the largest rebellion the empire had ever seen erupted and he fought side by side with his father on the frontlines. For three years they slaughtered rebels rebels back to back as father and son. He believe in the empire. One day during a purge while they looked for Night's Children he actually looked at what he was doing, these were unarmed citizen, he didn't even know if any of them had done anything wrong. Night's Children was the alleged villains, so why were the heroes the ones committing mass murder? He couldn't do this, he wouldn't. He voiced his concerns to his father, he was rewarded with a back hoof and harsh words for his trouble. He pushed back this time, he was no foal his father would not force him to do anything. The argument turned into an all out fight between father and son, blades clashed and blood was spilled but in the end the elder won out. She was sat down, bloody and beaten in front of his comrades and friends and berated by his father. Honor Bound held Souls Slasher's own aishanidari to his sons throat and whispered in his ear "You killed her - I brought you into the battlefields to watch you die, but It seems that I get do the honor myself." Wide eyed Soul Slasher closed his eyes and let the tears stream freely, he was resolved to his fate. "What have I been fighting for?" He asked himself as his father slide the scythe blade across his jugular. As he felt to the ground, life fading from his eyes quickly, he re evaluated his life. The one thing he had always wanted, that he thought he had, never existed and was unobtainable. He'd lived a lie, all his heart desired now was to reap his fathers eternal soul. His father left his lifeless body there in the middle of the purged town. That day proved that aishanidari and pony could be more than just weapon and wielder. The bond he had with his aishanidari and the magic within the weapon stitched his wounds just enough to keep him alive. Hours later he awoke, the memory of what had happened rushed back to him, bringing the tears with them. He ran over to the house where they actually did find evidence of Nights Children and poured through books and notes until he found the Night Children's summoning ritual. He didn't care if his reasons were selfish all he wanted was revenge. He drew his own blade and slashed his wrists and quickly made the circle for the ritual. A darkspawn appeared before him and put Soul slasher through the binding vows of the Night Children. [colour=#3D3D3D]1. I swear to serve the Great Lord in life and death. 2. I swear to uphold the laws of the Children, and denounce my previous oaths. 3. I swear to never tell the secrets of the Great Lord and the Night Children.[/colour] [colour=#3D3D3D]The vows made, and the necessary information passed down the darkspawn was dispelled leaving Soul Slasher to pass out.[/colour] A week later he attended his first gathering attended, yet his status was not unknown and he was tasked with assassinating General Honor Bound. He took this task with bright eyes, eager for his revenge. He met his father in the dead of night in their old home. He attacked the general head on and dueled him to a near stalemate. He locked eyes with his father and the old stallion froze, and in that moment of hesitation Soul Slasher decapitated him. He hung Honor Bound's corpse from the house for all to see, he had his revenge. He had no home anymore and he definitely couldn't return to an honest living in the, so her went underground and traveled constantly, answering the Night Children's call whenever he heard it. They weren't mindless killers like the army and from the Specter didn't command entire races to be killed off or persecuted. So he contributed to heartily, even if all he could donate was bodies. A year of service later he found himself on a mission with the target being an imperial family member, a mare who specialized in advanced runecasting, who allegedly had access to a vault containing the two Likael'Maga. This however, was no more than an imperial ploy to draw out the Night Children. Soul Slasher ambushed the noble mare, who revealed the entire plot to him stating that she did only to protect her daughter who was a unicorn. While talking to the mare they were both ambushed by soldiers who declared her a traitor for telling Soul Slasher about the plan. The assassin killed soldiers and told the mare to tell him where her daughter was. She told him that her daughter was to being held at her home my the army. She lead him there an he slaughtered every soldier that stood between them. He released the young unicorn filly and watched the family reunite. His scythe pulsed with light while watching the two. A raven flashed into existence on the the pole of his weapon, At that moment he understood what he was fighting for. The noble grabbed her things and Soul Slasher helped her escape the city. They traveled for a week together searching for a safe place for them settle. During that time, as payment for his actions, the noble mare took Soul Slasher's aishanidari and carved powerful necromancy runes into it. Allowing it to live up to his masters name. He now had a blade that could drink the souls of those he fell, and recall them or their energies for his use. He found the family a home far to the north of the empire. He never learned their names. With his new weapon in hand he serves the Specter and reaps the souls of the corrupt empire. ----------------- And he's back! Mwahahahahaha!

Well, I cut it down ALOT because many of the spells were redundant and some of them were just unfair and others just looked like something a Gary stu would have. As much as I'd love to see a griffon shoot laser out of his eyes, it would just be too much.

Which is why the movie is amazing, her trying to be a character was perhaps the most hilarious material i've seen all year. But the vampire fight was almost as good as avengers.

I like how I'm watching this thread like some sort of stalker.

No seriously, Twilight breaking dawn part two is amazing. The directors knew the source material was trash so they just amplified everything that was wrong with the series up to 11 so much that its satirical of itself. They actually give use the giant vampire fight (unlike the books), but then pull it away and say naw it was just a dream. Its just so awfully good.

I agree with that rewrite. *GASPS* someone get pinkie a spinning top!

Well what definition of hit are we using here? But still Twilight is awesome.