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It kind of imploded because Striker ran away totally broken. That's what happens when you talk to unstable ponies.

It's all good, everything is an opportunity. If I could control you guys posting there wouldn't be any fun. I used what you did as a spring board for Chronarch's "stop being a quitter speech."

Hope ya'll have some butter to spread over Chronarch's corny speech.

>[colour=#40e0d0] Chronarch[/colour] (Equinia, Main Square) Soon they the dimensional field dissipated and they had returned to the the main square, but something was off. Free had lost it, the crazed stallion revealed the Red Fox's identity and with Striker still on a warpath this couldn't end well. As soon as Free was done talking Chronarch tensed and prepared his magic to destroy anyone who would bring harm to Twilight. He looked over his shoulders to check on the status of the mare. The look on her face, her small form, and clumsy speech. Weakness, not of body, but of heart and of spirit. Striker trotted pasted Chronarch and the archmage considered destroying him. No, Twilight had already given up, let her spill how she really felt, let her get it off of her chest. If she was content to quit here, Chronarch would not stop her. Striker walked up to Twilight and aimed his weapon directly at her head. She was so stiff, Twilight looked utterly defeated. The RLF stallion fired a round, but it only grazed Twilight's cheek. The archmage winced as he fought to reflex to step in an do something. He simply watched as Striker struggled with his own morality. Was everypony here broken? He looked down at himself and wondered what kind of sick reasoning he had for not stopping this. Striker's conscious won out it seemed, the stallion emptied his revolver into the sky and dash off. He trotted over to Twilight and looked down on her. [colour=#40e0d0]"I could have stopped him: held him back, killed him, teleported him away, but I didn't. I had to see if you really had fallen so low as to give up."[/colour] [colour=#40e0d0]"Twilight, I've seen that look may times."[/colour] He used his telekinesis to stand her up so that she could look into his amber eye. [colour=#40e0d0]"Look at me, death is a release that us demons aren't worthy of. We ruin and destroy, but from destruction comes creation. You've destroyed so much, but look at all that you have created. You've take from many, but look at all you have given. I'm disappointed in you for even thinking that the easy way out would be for the best. If you died with this gaping, festering wound on the face of Equestria, could you truly rest in peace?"[/colour] The rain has soaked him, his slicked back mane was now hung flat over his his neck, He brushed Twilight's mane out of her face so he could actually look at her. [colour=#40e0d0]"Twilight you [/colour]cannot[colour=#40E0D0], no, you WILL not die. Not until you've finished what's been started."[/colour] He raised her head up with a hoof so that she was in a somewhat proud stance.[colour=#40e0d0] " So stand with confidence, believe in yourself. You may stumble, but you have friends and family to lean on. Look towards the horizon and know that there is a better tomorrow, one that you brought."[/colour] His eyes narrow.[colour=#40e0d0] "Ponies need you. Succeed. Because failure is not an option."[/colour]

Dang I got left behind a little...I like a challenge.

Yeah that happened to me a awhile back. Joined an RP and it took off without me.

Recruitment seems like it would be a good Idea.

That thing we call real life situations.

Yeah I saw. That posses a big problem, not only can I not mimic Fermata's style with the characters he plays, but I already have a squad on my hands. I can't take em. Perhaps split them up and have whoever is interacting with the control them, like NPCs.

I've got nothing, we'll probably have to wait until we RP it out. Honestly I don't believe that my OC is fit to be anything higher than a branch head. Perhaps she can help with funding and the guild can in turn help her business grow though.

I put it in a spoiler tag, if you read that it's your own fault. Pretty much the worse case scenario for Twilight should she get 'active' in her current state.

It would be like trying to body slam a turtle, with spikes on its shell, that breaths fire...

Oh ho ho, and Twilight admits the dark truth. *Waits for somepony to flip their s*** *

Funny fact is that every character I play pretty much agrees with Celestia being iced. They just disagree on how they feel about Twilight's involvement in it and circumstances surrounding the action. You know, context and all that.

Well first things first. 1) Make sure you get those first few paragraphs spaced out. 2) Don't tell us that it will end badly, no no no! I didn't even want to read it after that. 3) when you make a series of words separated by commons its usually good practice for them to all follow similar formatting. If one has an adverb with it, they all probably should, if one of them is past tense, they all should be past tense, etc... 4) In between adulthood and middle age? That's a cluttered explanation. Probably just explain that he's an adult (the audience won't assume his middle aged or old unless he acts that way). 5) your indenting is wild. Before I even continue reading, content wise It's intriguing. Reminds me of spec ops the line. I'd love to see a FoE fic where the main characters struggle is with their own mind, but your fic is rough and hard to read. It's go the potential, but it just needs to look better know what i'm saying?

My advice is to type in a processor like word, then copy it to Gdocs and from there copy it to FimFiction or upload if from Gdocs. That way you have editable digital copies if you get an editor.

Lesser of two evils in my opinion, not to sure how much history Draco knows but IMO Celestia overstepped her boundaries by a lot when she gave those orders during the rebellion. Yes Twilight basically killed her mother, but Twilight's mother was essentially the puppet master behind a bloody massacre. I wouldnt want to do the deed myself but If I walked in on my mum eating babies or something I...don't know what I'd do. And it's a shame that he lost some respect for Twilight, because she really has been having a hard time lately. Honestly, dying would probably be the easy road for her at this point. Draco just saw her pretty close to rock bottom, I personally don't hold people accountable for a lot of things when they are at that point in their lives.

Yeah, as cool as warning points make me look I'd rather not push it,

Draco's not the one that doesn't care. Honestly I have no idea how he feels about The Red Fox. Honestly this world is like WH40k, everyone sucks and is possibly stupid. GEF and RLF are both equally dedede with the ball currently shifting between GEF for having an apocalypse worthy super weapon and the RLF for have emotionally unstable leadership and being a cistern for the worst of ponykind. I freaking love it!

Oh boy... Congratulations TBB you just told her big secret to 4 people who know, 1 person who didnt but doesn't care, and a vengeance bent pony on the verge of a blood rage when the ensuring fight would be more one-sided than baby penguins vs a killer whale.

>[colour=#800080]Karrthus[/colour] (inside the Light Orb) [colour=#800080]"Whoa, whoa, whoa...Calm down. You're getting too excited, no need to get at each other's throats, point that anger at Pierrot and his little group. The last thing we need is infighting."[/colour] The dragon stood between Twilight and Draco and stood stern looks at both of them. [colour=#800080]"Twilight," [/colour]He said addressing the mare.[colour=#800080] "His heart is in the right place, he just wants to protect everyone, the thought of such a power just sitting about idly and planning their next move while we do nothing likely isn't easy for him to take. You should be proud that the GEF has ponies willing to through themselves to the wolves for the safety of its citizens."[/colour] He snapped his head over to Draco, he roared exerting his draconic presence on the soldier. [colour=#800080]"With all due respect, shut up!"[/colour] He said snarling, not with anger but as a show of superiority.[colour=#800080] "How dare you question Twilight's resolve? Nightmare Moon, Discord, you would not be here today had Twilight not taken on forces which dwarf that any mere mortal. You don't have to like her, but you will respect her."[/colour] His face softened up a bit. [colour=#800080]"Besides, like I said we could search, but we know nothing about them. What would we accomplish besides drawing attention to the fact that we know. In your own words you say that you're sure they are watching and gloating. You'd be a fool to believe that the lost of one weapon temporarily, has weakened them enough to be dealt with. Your will is strong, but you have to understand that sometimes direct action surest path to destruction."[/colour] He said sagely.

> [colour=#800080]Karrthus[/colour] (Equinia, Inside of the Orb of Light) Karrthus had been silent the entire time. After the mysterious pony had encased them in his little pearly white prison he had back peddled and took a defensive stance near Twilight and Trixie. Then the pegasus revealed himself, he remembered seeing him a few times before the revolution. Everything Lunar Cross said was...enlightening. When he uttered the words Luna's ex lover, he could feel the heat of flaring tempers around him and before he could even turn to see what was going on Free's knife was flying through the air on a perfect collision course with Lunar. The blade flew past him in slow motion as while he thought about if he should stop it or not. On one hand, he had killed the princesses, both of which were good friends of his, but at the same time the diarchy had to end what they did was unacceptable. Luckily he didn't have to take any action, Twilight's archmage stopped the blade before it reached Lunar cross. Not too long after he thought the threats disarmed the other RLF pony flipped out and charged him, Karrthus looked to the archmage to see if he was going to stop him. Chronarch just stood there and watched. The sound of steel on flesh caught his attention and he snapped back around to see Striker's bloody blade and a wound stitch itself back together on Lunar Cross' chest. At this point he was thoroughly confused, what was this 'Goliath' that they spoke of? And another alicorn? Things were just getting more and more complicated. One of the GEF guards who had gotten caught up in all of this spoke up. He looked down on him, nodded. [colour=#800080]"Yes, with the number of all the combined factions a large scale search is possible; however, we must be delicate with this. Our enemy is not alone and while this 'Peirrot' may still be recovering his strength, remember, the difference in power between an alicorn and a regular pony. It's like comparing half of a hand grenades payload to that of half a nuke bombs. This is a delicate situation, but now is really not the time to plan." [/colour]Karrthus said as he looked back at Twilight and Trixie. ----- > [colour=#daa520]Alpha inForce[/colour] (Equinia, Outside the Orb of Light) Baxter watched as the platform was encased by white light, slowly his view of the contents of the sphere faded out. "Free...Free!" He could just barely hear Free's calls through the static. He clenched his fist and thought about ripping off his communicator and smashing the piece of trash into a million pieces. He reigned in his temper and remembered that he had the tools to figure this out. "Tech, what's going on with the comms stream?" [colour=#808080]"All radiowaves entering that area, just cease to exist, like the sphere isn't a part of the real world. It's probably some sort of spacial magic."[/colour] Tech ducked under the counter of the guard station and started clipping wires so that he could reroute power and reestablish radio chatter. "The field is slowly weakening, we should be able to contact Free in a few minutes." His communicator buzzed to life, he pinched the button and opened up the channel. [colour=#ee82ee]"Baxter, I've got two unknown's leaving the area, orders?"[/colour] Quick Scope said. Her rifle was slowly following the shapes speeding off into the distance. "Tail 'em, don't let em out of your sight, but subtly make yourself known." He replied. She sped off after the two other griffons and soon disappeared. The large orb started to shift between white and gray, Baxter watched the anomaly with his artificial eye, the energy from the sphere was weakening, just as Tech had said. His eye started pointing out weak points in the spells structure as is scanned over the surface of the magical prison. [colour=#808080]"I can pick up Free's comm signal, but it's faint. Try to contact him Baxter."[/colour] The computer engineer said. "Understood." He nodded even though Tech couldn't see him. The static was still pretty bad and he couldn't here anything which meant that Free had turned off his communicator. However, it will buzz when contacted. "Free, come in. You aren't dead are you?" ------- > [colour=#40e0d0]Chronarch[/colour] (Equinia, Inside the Orb of Light) Fools, i'm surrounded by fools. He thought. After he just stopped Free's attempted assault the other RLF pony saw fit to try and charge Lunar. He watched as his attack did nothing and he made a fool of himself. All in all it ended better than he expected, Chronarch expected Lunar to simply fling the pony into oblivion and let his immortal soul roam the nothingness for eternity, but instead he just took the blow and pushed the pony away. [colour=#40e0d0]"Perhaps your suicidal last stand would have been more effective if you threw the kitchen sink as well?"[/colour] He chuckled lightly under his breath. [colour=#40e0d0]"Had I not known from the beginning how fruitless your attack was going to be, I would have annihilated you on the spot. You may be a selfish idiot with a death wish, but actually care to make sure that these ponies survive encounters like this. Next time, the one you attack may not be so forgiving. Gamble with your own life all you want, but I won't stand for you pointlessly risking the lives of Twilight or anyone else."[/colour] He glared at Striker with his calm eyes. He never raised his voice nor shifted his expression, but his tone was that of a pony who's been to Tartarus and back. He could really understand where Striker was coming, but acting like a foal wasn't the way to resolve it.

Oh boy...things can only get worse.

Someone needs to shoot Striker with a tranq dart. Who am I kidding? With Two Steps from Hell playing you'd need every god in existence to stop Striker's rage.