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NovaArkwing

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  1. Have RD as the Kaiba and all dragons/winged beasts of the story and screw the rule because she has Rainbow hair.
  2. My OC has several themes that are awesome. Main theme: Combat theme: Alternate Combat theme:
  3. That's true and then there's the whole Mufasa death scene in Lion King, in fact there's a whole bunch of depressing sections in disney films that are apparently G-rated. Disney are crafty like that when it comes to getting things past the radar.
  4. And the merc with guns, swords and attitude returns, good thing too because this place was getting too quiet. Glad to have ya back Deadpool, hope to see you sometime in the FFA RP section. - Nova
  5. I'm interested but I'll wait until more people show interest or this gets underway.
  6. Over three months ago, Morrowind took over for her. You honestly didn't know until now? you really have been under a rock in a deep cave for quite some time...
  7. You know, I'm tempted to just create a renewed and revised version of this RP and make it private. The GMs keep abandoning the RP and the lack of progress stopped being funny since the start of this year. Not really surprised but expected, anyway for those still active and interested in this RP post now.
  8. Long posts (good thing), inactive GM's/RP-ers/new players that don't post and a lack or inability of motivation to move the plot forward will do that to an RP.
  9. Good to see you back Fermata, yeah this RP's still active hope I'll see you come back in the rp. Some of your characters like Twixie and Cadence were saved, if you're coming back that is.
  10. A film with your typical done to death then brought back only to die again High School setting? Check Generic high school archetype and stereotypical characters? Check Main Character as a typical adorkable character that you're meant to relate to despite the fact it falls flat and backfires every time? Check Notice how generic and typical keeps appearing there, for good reason...It's been done before and backfired horribly. Even if it's DHX doing this, they're wasting their talents and money on a concept done to death over and over. By about over a dozen different movies all set in a High school setting that have already done this high school setting. They should stick to what they do best and focus on MLP and not this obvious ploy at taking your money and leaving you with a very bad experience that would no doubt dampen your hopes when Season 4 rolls around. Alright bronies move along, nothing to see here just wait until Season 4 gets here.
  11. That's fine, the reason why I'm holding information back about Freelancer is mainly story-related spoilers. However app-related info involving Freelancer will need my permission just to make sure it lines up with canon and to make sure it doesn't reveal any spoilers, If it's off or needs changing I'll let you know.
  12. Good bio but some parts like the captured Freelancers and learning their knowledge section I disagree with for story-wise reasons and the ''Ripper' section feels like a ripoff from my character's storyline, Freelancers haven't been captured since the GEF got lucky by capturing a low-ranking agent. They wouldn't blurt out all their secret under just a little interrogation in fact they wouldn't say much at all, I would advise changing that and the part about him being recruited into Freelancer and then suddenly changing his mind to join the GEF. They already have a sizable pool of loyal recruits and they wouldn't employ outside sources if there was a large possibility the asset would defect. Agent Virginia/Applebloom is an exception because she's useful to their cause and has so far not defected, however why not change it to something related to the Crystal Empire or the Chevaliers since their a much bigger and credible threat to Equestria than Freelancer is. For example Fletcher could be in charge of a military intelligence division that works best against Chevalier logistical movements and deployment planning or anti-Crystal Empire activities including ambushes and counterintelligence campaigns against Crystal Empire counterparts.
  13. (GEEZUS this took me days to write, hope you enjoy the glorious awesomeness! And they said I was mad for having an awesome 15 paragraph-long action sequence... WELP, MISSION ACCOMPLISHED! ) >Agent York, Freelancer Helicopter “[colour=#daa520]Yeah, it’s Carolina. Hard to imagine an average, well mostly average pony like me to fall for a mare like that huh?[/colour]” York smirked happily relieved knowing that Virginia wouldn’t reveal his secret to the other Freelancers, “[colour=#daa520]Ahaha, funny that’s pretty cute Virginia. I remember you and Harmony getting real close that night if my memory was right.[/colour]” York retorted sarcastically giving Virginia a snarky sideways glance, teasing her over her secret relationship with Harmony. “[colour=#daa520]Don’t worry I won’t say to the others, our little secret right?[/colour]” York grinned as Virginia blushed probably reminiscing about that night, who could blame her? That night in particular was insane and fun. Heck York even at one point remembered seeing the larger and heavier Agents, like Maine and Montana join the fun by trying to beat each other in a drinking match. Despite the fact neither won and they both had to get thrown out for actually drinking one or two bars dry, it was no surprise since they were built like literal walking tanks. It was them and several others who often brought some of the biggest handheld guns in Freelancer’s arsenal with them during missions. “[colour=#DAA520]And I thought it’d be a cold day in heck before I saw those two in the same room with alcohol involved...Celestia have mercy on the poor souls who had to throw those two out.[/colour]” He remarked light heartedly putting on a kind of shell shocked act for hilarity however he started cracking up into chuckles after a few moments trying to maintain a humorously serious demeanor . “[colour=#DAA520]So Virginia, how did you and Harmony, Y’know...?[/colour]” York asked out of curiosity wondering how Harmony and her kind of meet and fell in love in as short time as they did, hoping the story would pass the time for them to reach the outside the Trans-Equestrian train station. ____________________________________ >2 Months Ago inside the Crystal Empire Red petals fell gracefully from the sky, blanketing the vast surrounding forests with a colourful palette of reds. The forest floors were enshrouded by a mystical mist, covering the ground mysteriously. Somewhere in the forest on a rock hidden in a small opening in the forest, sat a red-maned female Agent by the codename of Agent Carolina. A highly augmented, very well trained Unicorn from a secretive organisation known only as Freelancer. She was armoured in a highly advanced suit of turquoise armour and armed with a pair of close combat weapons and dual wielding Submachine Guns. Staring at the sky she waited for another agent to arrive, give her the word to begin their mission. The mission itself was rescuing a highly valuable target, said to be in transit heading near their location through a railway line with the destination being the capital of the Crystal Empire. Her partner for the mission was said to be none other than Agent 117 himself, she heard about his reputation during the Revolution. About how he would just cut through his opposition if they got in his way mercilessly, like they were nothing but ragdolls and cutting practice for the mayhem he ensued. She was both fascinated and terrified by him, and to actually see him in action would be nothing short of an unforgettable experience. In a way she pondered if this was a test set by the Director to fulfil some mysterious agenda that elusive pony had in store for her. She would eventually find out as a mysterious tall black armoured figure emerged from the shadows, approaching her eerily from the mists the figure’s stance and armour was no doubt Freelancer it had to be Agent 117. "Carolina, it's time to intercept the target." The figure announced to her stoically, the growl beneath his voice was subtle but held an eerily cold undertone. Eventually pulling her gaze away from the sky with falling petals coloured red like blood, Carolina turned to the Agent with a slightly sad gaze. “[colour=#40e0d0]Sure, let’s get moving...[/colour]” she despondently replied while donning the turquoise helmet, it shielded and concealed her head and identity with her line of sight unhindered behind a golden yellow tinted visor. She leapt off the rock looking for Agent 117 again, only to find that he was already gone. Unwilling to let the Director down, her horn and her eyes momentarily glow a turquoise aura as she casted a speed spell on her armour just to keep up with 117. The scenery passed by like a pinkish red blur, as the Freelancers moved like fast moving shadows towards the rail line that their target would approach from. 117 and Carolina stopped as they reached a cliff face which overlooked the rail line, hidden by the vast surrounding forests they leapt skating downward towards the train line as the train rocketed by underneath them. While they slid down the cliff face, they timed their next jumps so they’d land near the train car containing their objective 117 was the first to jump with Carolina close behind. They landed on the train, hard. Skidding on the roof of the train car, 117 had unsheathed his sword and stabbed it into the roof of the train car to stabilize his landing as Carolina used her magic to teleport onto the roof. 117 and Carolina ran towards their objective, leaping from train car roof to train car roof until they reached the target car. 117 slashed the lock on the roof latch, stealthily opening the door inside as Carolina prepped and threw a pair of flash bang and smoke grenades. Landing in the middle of the large group of unsuspecting Crystal Army soldiers. “[colour=#008000]Uh, Sarge...I think I heard something under those covers.[/colour]” One of the privates mentioned to one of the two large bulky Crystal ponies, fear was apparent in his voice as he heard the grenades land on the floor somewhere in the center thinking it was the creature under the tarp. “[colour=#00ff00]Ah, you’re just being paranoid Private. That thing will be dead soon enough, once those demon things take a look at it.[/colour]” The sergeant dismissively shrugged the privates concern for paranoid. It was in that moment, the whole room exploded in a blinding white light and disorientating ringing as the grenades detonated. Where there was once an uneasy peace and tranquil rhythm of the rails outside. Now replaced by chaos and disarray as the unsuspecting Crystal Army troops soon found two intruders of unknown origins back to back in their midst. Armed and armoured to the teeth with highly advanced Manatechnology, the likes of which made their own weapons look like pointed sticks in comparison appear from nowhere like shadows about to claim them all. Alerted by their sudden presence the sergeant grabbed his shotgun, alerted his comrades and aimed it at the tall stallion in the black armoured who was wielding a deadly sword, thinking it ridiculous to take a blade to a gunfight. “[colour=#00ff00]Halt intruders, identify yourselves! Put your weapons down and submit to the authority of the Crystal Empire and Lord Pierrot![/colour]” the sergeant barked at the Freelancers, readying his shotgun to disarm the intruders. 117 directed his gaze at the brave pony and smirked, “Well by all means, take ‘em.” he darkly replied sarcastically as his sword ejected, launching itself into the pony’s jaw. The hilt connected to the pony’s jaw, impacting hard enough to break the sergeant’s jaw and recoil with sheer pain and shock. As the pony recoiled in pain 117 launched forward, grabbed the sword mid-air then in two precise slashes through the neck and diagonally down the torso, decapitated and killed the pony outright. In shock and fear, the Crystal ponies armed themselves with bayonets and charged at the Freelancers. Carolina pulled out her Submachine guns, proceeding to unload volleys of burst fire into the advancing ponies on her side of the car. Two of the Crystal ponies were killed outright in the initial bursts of fire, Carolina then directed her fire towards a trio of ponies charging at 117. After a successful dodge from Carolina’s incoming fire, 117 then propelled himself past Carolina and stabbed a charging pony through the chest. Slicing the corpse out the way he pulled out a sidearm, unloading several accurate headshots on the Crystal ponies before switching with Carolina and swung his blade into an unsuspecting victim. The pony was initially about to swing at Carolina until he found that his throat had been cut and the attacker had effectively killed him with a second strike through the chest. The Freelancers had turned the center of the train car into a killing zone, slaughtering Crystal Army ponies who tried to strike them down in a tag-team effort. The Crystal Army ponies found themselves fighting an enemy they couldn’t even touch. The second and more bulky sergeant grabbed two heavy machineguns and opened fire on the two Freelancers, barking guttural and vengeful war cries while smaller Crystal ponies advanced and charged forward under the blistering hail of bullets. 117 spotted the large pony pick up the two machine guns; he expertly deflected the pony’s bullets using swift calculated strokes of his sword distracting the pony. Carolina teleported behind the large pony who was busy trying to get a bead on 117 and delivered a efficient coup de grace, slitting the crystal pony’s throat with the pony’s own combat knife before discarding it. With the large pony neutralized, 117 charged forward leaping ahead of her and slashed, stabbed and hacked apart a trio of crystal ponies one after the other just ahead of Carolina. Seeing 117 just carve up the Crystal ponies like a sprinting slaughtering meat grinder, Carolina couldn’t help but feel sorry for these ponies. They were just ponies with lives and families caught up in some war. Just doing their jobs to keep their families safe, she caught a glimpse of 117 and shuddered as he looked emotionless and devoid of anything she recognised that was once a pony under that armoured shell, he continued to unleash such viciousness on these unsuspecting ponies. It was then she snapped out of her thoughts as a bayonet came charging towards her, ducking below the bayonet she backhanded the pony holding the bayonet-attached rifle. Yanked the rifle out of his hooves and swung the lethal blade like a bat right across the pony’s face before she countered with a thrust through the Crystal pony’s chest. Carolina stole the now dead pony’s bayonet rifle and sprinted to the other end of the train car, leaping over 117 acrobatically she consecutively swung a clean lethal hit on one Crystal pony through the torso. Kicked another down to the ground and threw the pony into a bayonet of a duo of Crystal army ponies then killed them in an elegant yet deadly finishing move with the third pony dead with one sweeping deep stroke across the chest. 117 observed Carolina’s progress seeing her catch up to him; the mare’s capabilities were accurate according to the file the Director sent him. She was a skilled fighter without a doubt; she was precise, elegant and very deadly. Her loyalty to the Director was a mystery to 117, she displayed more loyalty to him then to Freelancer itself he sensed a connection somewhere but he would have to look into that later. Carolina pressed on as she cut down three more then launched a pony into the air, seeing an opportunity arise he targeted the now mid-air pony and flew towards his prey. 117 delivered a high speed kick into the pony, sending it hurtling into the train car doors and smashed them open. Taking the battle outside, both Freelancers leaped through the doors and onto an open train car where two more squads of Crystal Army ponies were running straight towards them. “More of them? Good, I need more target practice.” 117 remarked coldly as he sprinted forward, launching ponies into the air. Carolina used her magic to cut apart the mid-air targets, as she landed Carolina hatched a creative idea by unsheathing a pair of batons from her waist she threw them into the air and caught them magically. She couldn’t match 117 with swordsmanship or natural speed, but she could at least try to spare them from 117’s path. She threw the first baton ahead of 117 and several Crystal ponies, and then pulled the baton back knocking away the Crystal Army ponies non-lethally in a boomerang effect which returned sending more Crystal Army troops behind her flying off the train entirely. She continued throwing her batons around knocking Crystal ponies away or off the train, yet despite her efforts to save them from 117 was far quicker than her. He had dashed ahead and with a series of strikes from his sword, he decimated a large group of Crystal Army ponies as he caught onto what Carolina tried to do. Her creativity and compassion for these ponies was both a blessing and a curse, she couldn’t risk upsetting the Director yet for feelings for these traitorous upstarts was irrelevant. They would all be dead anyway. After the fighting had died down 117 and Carolina re-entered the train car they had initially breached, approaching the tarp they landed next to in the opening stages of the attack Carolina crouched and peeled the cover back a little. Peeking inside the tarp she saw a battered and heavily damaged pony, however as she looked closer the pony-like figure resembled something more insect-like even having a horn and wings. The creature even had holes all across its frame, recoiling with shock she dropped the tarp and glanced at 117 suspiciously. “[colour=#40e0d0]You better start explaining why we are saving this creature from her well-deserved fate 117. A lot of good ponies died against her regime and I’ll be frakked if I’m saving her.[/colour]” She barked at the emotionless agent who yanked the tarp away from its position to reveal the primary objective of their raid, former Queen of the thought to be extinct Changeling race. “The Director ordered me to bring her to Freelancer custody; he has use for her in a project he has cooking up that could help save Equestria from the coming enemy.” He responded ominously as he dragged the body of the Changeling Queen to the open train car, preparing it for extraction while Carolina stared at the body with disgust. “[colour=#40e0d0]But why her? Couldn’t we rely on the other Equestrian factions to deal with them? There has to be another way than bring back the things that helped bring down the old Principality?[/colour]” Carolina questioned 117 constantly, finding the very idea of bringing the Changelings back a very bad idea. “Agent Carolina, this order came from the Director himself. He deemed it a Level: Zero-Five Directive that this specimen and its survival does not fall to the Crystal Empire. We cannot simply rely on rebels, once-traitorous renegades-now-governmental powers or sub-pony collectives to save Equestria. This course of action was forced upon us by the Crystal Empire. I need you to secure the specimen and call for the extraction order. I’ll secure the secondary objective and set up the demolition charges.” 117 sternly reminded the female agent of their situation hoping it would silence her constant questioning for now, he had little time to play games and this train was still heading deeper into enemy territory which limited their escape window dramatically. “[colour=#40e0d0]But, what about the crew still on the train?[/colour]” Carolina questioned the other Freelancer, concerned for the ponies that were still on the train. “What about them? We cannot allow witnesses. Level: Zero-Five Directive Agent Carolina, you know the procedure better than anyone else.” 117 responded devoid of the compassion that his fellow Freelancer possessed for these ponies. He positioned the Changeling queen safely in cover then disappeared among some of the wreckage to secure a device which held critical information on the Crystal Empire and the ponies behind the raids of an old Freelancer facility. Carolina guarded the Changeling Queen’s body while 117 searched for the device; she opened up a channel in her helmet’s communication systems to Freelancer Command and gave authorisation for an extraction and gave an update on the primary objective. “Understood Agent, extraction will be inbound. ETA will be 15 minutes. Command out.” The voice on the other end of the secured communication rapidly replied before shutting down the channel. “Found the device, demolition charges are now armed.” 117 announced as he reappeared again with a large cylindered capsule magnetized to his lower back, Carolina glanced at the container briefly wondering what information it held before 117 showed her the detonator which was wirelessly connected to explosives along the train car the trigger was shielded with a small blast cap which prevented an accidental trigger event. Hiding the detonator 117’s senses sharpened, he picked up an unusual series of metallic scrapping and gurgling noises from the opposite end of the train car. Turning around he and Carolina notice something slowly emerge from the shadows, whatever it was it was BIG. The thing appeared to have razor sharp talons and teeth that looked like they could sheer a tank in half but oddly enough had no wings, a red and black dragon morphed into a walking tank-like war machine. Instead the creature revealed itself to have four large barrel-like appendages on its shoulders and arms, no doubt meant to launch bolts of powerful Mana-projectiles. The heavily armoured dragon landed onto the floor with a metallic crash as it targeted the intruders, bringing its four double-barrelled Manacannons to bear on the Freelancers. The reactions from the Freelancers was priceless, while Carolina was horrified and repulsed by the abomination, 117 stared wide-eyed mouthing a string of curses under his breath as the tank-like Dragon revealed itself and began targeting them both. 117 was caught off guard by the medium-sized titan and its heavy firepower, while he leapt and rolled sideways out of the way of the Dragon’s initial volleys. Carolina on the other hand jumped ahead and sprinted towards the tank-like dragon narrowly dodging the shelling from the Dragon’s cannons, She leapt up and attempted to pry a weak spot open in the armour of the juggernaut, however the dragon calculated the Freelancer’s predicted attack pattern and waited until the turquoise agent was in range. It countered with a powerful head butt sending Carolina reeling into the floor painfully, it advanced on the downed agent and was about to finish the Freelancer Agent off. Until 117 reappeared intervening by aggressively pouncing the dragon with a series of relentless slashing strikes, the dragon retreated a short distance as the black armoured agent pushed it back in a brutal counter-attack. As the agent landed on the floor the dragon kicked its target and sent the armoured Pegasi flying across the train car. It fired off several bolts of Mana-energy after the flying Pegasi, which aimed to kill the pest before it recovered. However 117 manoeuvred into a roll and skidded into a side stepped landing out of the way, narrowly dodging the dragon’s projectiles. Turning its attention to the downed turquoise Agent the dragon advanced, raised its razor-sharp claw over the agent in an execution-style finishing move and was about to stomp down and kill her. Until 117 dashed forward, pulled and carried her out to the opposite end of the train car, “[colour=#40e0d0]We can’t deal with that thing; we don’t have the equipment heavy enough to kill it.[/colour]” Carolina remarked apprehensively as she hopped out of 117’s arms and stood by the unflinching armoured Pegasi in a defensive combat stance. It was then that the heavily armoured dragon unleashed the full devastating power of its guns, combining them into a large multi-barrelled super Mana-cannon. The cannon aimed at the opposite end of the train car, intending to wipe both Freelancer Agents out in a single blast. The barrels began glowing with a blinding white aura as it began supercharging ready to fire. The entire roof and opposite wall of the car evaporated in the resulting blast, both Freelancers were catapulted far flung into the open train car slamming hard into the metal surface of the car. Carolina jumped back up energetically and spotted the dragon approach out of the wrecked doors, she looked back at 117 who looked temporarily immobilised while sheathing his sword. “Carolina I need more time, draw that thing closer to me. I have an idea.” 117 uttered calmly while hatching an idea which would either kill him or the dragon, he began to focus his mind by lowering his mental barriers. Reaching into the deeper parts of his mind, he began slowly glowing with a crimson red aura while charging his blade’s power while simultaneously transferring power from his armour into the sword. Confused and thrown off balance by 117’s request she thought the pegasi was insane, but at this point she didn’t bother questioning him. He was by all means, insane. Much to her disapproval Carolina eventually complied and began sprinting towards the dragon, using her magic she acrobatically attacked it rapidly while dodging the powerful bolts of Mana it kept launching at her. The strafing attacks did little aside from annoying the dragon; however Carolina was successfully drawing the beast closer to 117 preventing it from launching another bombardment too early. She kept assaulting and harassing the dragon using a combination of magic, acrobatic agility, speed and guns. Culminating in her jumping directly onto a blind spot on the dragon’s hide under the beast’s artificial armaments, unleashing several clips into its armour weakening it for whatever 117 had planned. The Dragon was disorientated and dazed at the speed of the attacks, it roared and rampaged trying to shake the Agent off its armour. After unloading volleys of rounds into the armour of the dragon Carolina retreated back to 117 by acrobatically cart wheeling backwards to avoid a counter attack, who was glowing a dim crimson by the time the dragon recovered. Whatever he was about to do, now was the time to do it as the dragon recovered. Its Manacannon cooled down and ready to fire again, surely enough it began yet another fire sequence aimed at the Freelancers. Carolina rolled out the way warning 117 to do the same ducked out of view of the dragon’s sights while reloading the last of her ammunition into her submachine guns. The barrels of the dragons was glowing with a white glaring aura particles gathered into the barrels, it packed as much of a magical charge the cannons and the dragon could muster. This would be it. The dragon would finally wipe these intruders out once and for all, before it fired the Dragon let out a mighty titanic roar as it fired the cannons releasing a monumentally large beam of magic straight at 117. A lesser pony would’ve been outright vaporized to the point of complete and total overkill, however 117 timed his action, anchored himself to the open train car and prepared his mind for what he was about to do. He unsheathed his blade partially and used the sheathing device to help absorb some of the force of the blast. When the beam reached 117 the force of the blast was powerful enough to sent him skidding backwards heavily, he held his ground and absorbed the vast amounts of Mana-energy into his sword. By the time the beam stopped smoke covered the area with no sign of 117 whatsoever...Until a crimson aura became visible and an eerily creepy chuckle was heard within the obscuring misty battlefield. As the smoke cleared a crimson and black figure stood, 117 had survived the impossible as he sheathed his blade his eyes glowed an eerie unnaturally bright luminescent Emerald Green. The Dragon became enraged that the prey was still alive and cheated it of a kill to the point that the beast had charged towards 117, to finally kill it by tooth and claw instead of magic. The dragon leapt towards the prey, pouncing with claws and teeth brought to bear. 117 glanced at the Dragon and smirked as he waited for the right moment, the dragon got closer with each passing second showing its razor sharp teeth and claws until it was right on top of him. Then 117 spotted the weak point Carolina had made earlier, now was the time to strike. With one strike he annihilated the dragon. Using the combined monumentally titanic energy pent up from the dragon’s own beam he collected, the power stored in his armour and the focused mental energy he dug up had created a shockwave powerful enough to not only vaporize the dragon, but momentarily engulf the surrounding scenery dramatically in an aura of black and crimson. Even the skies above the train directly had changed colour to a total blanket of whiteness, 117 watched as the Dragon vaporized dramatically into black particles of magic. However he had used so much energy and power, it rendered him immobile in lockdown while his body and armour recovered. 117 sheathed his sword one final time and allowed his body to regenerate, his mind to recuperate from letting his mental barriers drop. Feeling a pain rip in his head, he heard a subtle ominous bloodthirsty cackle in the back of his mind. Never, again. 117 thought solemnly as if he was warning something, something which was lingering in the deepest reaches of his mind. Finally calming down he looked to Carolina who stared at him with a wide-eyed gaze, refusing to believe what just happened. He just took down a dragon. A DRAGON! Single-handedly. “[colour=#40e0d0]Well... Remind me not to get on your bad side, huh? No offense, but you’re frakking insane.[/colour]” Carolina joked light heartedly while stepping out of cover, she sheathed her SMGs and walked with 117 to move Chrysalis onto the open train car and awaited transport. 117 didn’t respond and kept staring out to the speeding landscape, “The Director had to be sure you were ready, he needed someone who could trust him fully and could lead to the highest efficiency. He chose you; he felt you were the correct choice to be in command of Freelancer’s Fireteams and it’s Agents.” 117 admitted reservedly as he confessed about the Director’s intentions towards her. “[colour=#40e0d0]Why did he choose me? I’m no super soldier like you, if anything you should be in command. I heard Bat-fething insane was part of the requirements.[/colour]” Carolina asked curiously before joking that 117 should be the Commander for Freelancer for his unpredictable insanity, 117 was silent for a moment pondering deeply about something. “No...Not what I have done, I am incapable of leading considering my history. Those ponies that have been under my command, what happened to them? No, he chose you because you mean much to him on a personal level. You’ve proven yourself time and again to be the leader he’s been looking for during the coming conflict.” 117 solemnly explained to the female agent about the reason of why she was selected, as a candidate to be the commander of Freelancer’s Fireteams and it’s Agents and not him. Eventually a Freelancer dropship arrived from the horizon to pick them and Chrysalis up, after loading the body and climbing aboard they both waited until the dropship was at a minimal safe distance as 117 slowly pulled out the detonator and engaged the detonation sequence. The explosives attached to the train detonated causing an explosion that destroyed half of the train and visible to any force within visual range to see it...If any Faction in range didn't see the aftermath of the dragon's vaporization. then they would've clearly noticed the explosion caused by the bomb. It was then that the dropship slipped away once more stealthily and took a detour towards the south of Equestria, to a secret research base built inside a large canyon designated as AVALON. There would hold the staging grounds for Project: Olympus Ark, a sister project to another Freelancer project which would drastically affect Freelancer's Equestrian operations if successful.
  14. I'd like to claim the Revenant of Envy, would I need to make an app for it?
  15. >Agent York, Enroute to Equestria with Agent Virginia The tan-coloured stallion chuckled with a playful smirk on his face, he sent what was basically a false report that Virginia and him were going on an espionage mission for some time and needed a helicopter. "[colour=#daa520]I need to have at least SOME excitement before heading off on some suicide mission. Besides someone has to cover your six while you're flying off without permission. We Freelancers aren't just a bunch of psychotic spies for hire you know, we do look out for each other and all.[/colour]" York dismissively joked around with Virginia while he watched the scenery pass the helicopter by, as Virginia set the controls on autopilot he sighed relaxingly shifting into a more comfortable sitting position on the co-pilot seat putting his hooves up behind his mane. His ears perked up listening to Virginia before taking a sidewards glance at the mare, "[colour=#daa520]Oh yeah, that. Well, yeah it's a joke they made up. But it's that I'm kinda good with kids, been that way since when I was a young Manehatten colt. Watching out for my little brother while mum and dad were away. They were military types, good ponies and still living in Manehatten if I remember right. Living in the city teaches you a few tricks that could come in handy for tricky situations, I learned my talent was picking locks and eventually that led me here to Freelancer. As an 'Infiltration Expert'[/colour]" York explained to Virginia a bit about the joke that the Dakotas mentioned earlier, he then delved a little about his history and how it related to the joke before continuing. "[colour=#DAA520]Anyway no, I don't have foals of my own or a wife. I'm just not ready for that type of thing yet...But they're kinda right. I do kinda have my eyes on a special mare, but she's so obsessed with her work it's like she never fully switches off. She's the best gal I ever knew if she'd just relax more, if this war is over and we're both still alive. Maybe I might gather up the courage to ask her out, who knows it might even go places...if I told you do you swear not to tell anyone about this? Promise not to tell, it'll help me out big time plus I'd never hear the end of it if they knew.[/colour]" York admittedly shied up on Virginia, as he fessed up to having a crush on a mare who was in the Agent Fireteams command and rumoured to be in the Director's inner circle in Freelancer. Then he almost begged her not to tell any of the other Agents about it especially South Dakota who would no doubt taunt him relentlessly over it.
  16. >Freelancer HQ, Agents York, North and South Dakota North chuckled as Virginia put down South impressed with the new and young addition to the Freelancer family, "[colour=#800080]Wow, I think she just burned you South. Virginia's got guts that's for sure.[/colour]" North remarked while watching and waved goodbye to Virginia as she was leaving while South gave North and Virgina the pony equivalent of the middle finger, "[colour=#ee82ee]Hey, frak off you and her. The only reason she became an agent is because she's a useful bargaining chip for the RLF.[/colour]" South bitterly snapped back at her brother baring her sharpened fangs at him, "[colour=#800080]South, that's not on. She went through the training and standard procedures just like everyone else, don't judge her because of her past.[/colour]" North reprimanded his sister after her remark about Virginia being an asset used against the RLF. "[colour=#daa520]It's no problem, besides I really wanna see the place again I haven't seen it since before the Revolution. I'll get a few things packed up and I'll meet you there, Hehe yeeaah right...[/colour]" York nervously smirked and was ready to go pack, getting up from the table he finished up his breakfast and placed the used mug, plate and cutlery in the cleaning trays and headed off to his quarters to pack for the trip. He entered his quarters which consisted of a joint bedroom and office, with several other smaller rooms. He grabbed his suitcase and filled it with the necessary amenities such as clothes, hygienic items and other items he needed for the trip. After he finished packing, he took a quick shower to freshen up before getting dressed carrying his luggage with him, as he was about to leave he took a glance at his wardrobe mirror and smirked at the handsome stallion in the mirror, "[colour=#daa520]Well hey there handsome, how you doing?[/colour]" remarking in a sly and playful tone he then locked his quarters and left heading out to meet Virginia. He entered the loading bay while Virginia was readying the helicopter, spotting her in the helicopter he ran up to catch up to her. "[colour=#daa520]Hey Virginia, wait up will ya?[/colour]" York yelled from across the loading bay, as he reached the helicopter he threw his luggage inside the helicopter and jumped into the co-pilot seat next to Virginia.
  17. >North Korea being a threat >North Korean nuclear missiles able to get up into the air to hit anything Although this does not affect me in any shape or form but North Korea always reminded me of that one insane kid in school that had SO MUCH MORE bark than actual bite.
  18. >Freelancer HQ - Agents York, North and South Dakota York smiled at Virginia. understanding her reasons for wanting to visit New Manehatten to see her friend. "[colour=#daa520]Sounds like some pretty good reasons, I used to have quite alot of family there. I still do. but skirting around telling them I work as some super-spy agent, isn't exactly a good conversation-starter since y'know 'Freelancer doesn't exist.'[/colour]" he snarkily added while talking about still having family in New Manehatten despite the purges and the events surrounding the city. York then added an extra bit to Virginia as a 'thanks for not mentioning about him and Carolina last week to the other agents.' "[colour=#daa520]Here's something to get a little gift for your friend, from your non-existent Freelancer buddy New York.[/colour]" York joked with Virginia, admiring the younger Agent's spirit despite the organisation they were in. As she mentioned about needing a companion to come with her to New Manehatten North looked at York suspiciously. "[colour=#800080]Y'know York's been there longer than anyone here, maybe he'd give it a shot. he's good with kids, aren't ya Yorky?[/colour]" North chuckled giving York a slap on the back. South couldn't help but snicker after York's slightly blushing reaction to North's remark about him being good with kids. "[colour=#daa520]Alright, alright fine just don't start with that kids thing again. I'll go with ya Virginia, at least it gives me some time away from these two jokers.[/colour]" York muttered to North and South before volunteering to go with Virginia. "[colour=#ee82ee]...Not my fault you have the hots for Carolina...[/colour]" South steathily sneered then before she knew it York began denying it heavily while South called him out teasing him on his crush on Carolina. "[colour=#ee82ee]York and 'lina sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G-[/colour]" South teased York childishly with a devilish grin appearing on her face. "[colour=#daa520]It's like dealing with an immature 10 year old I swear...And how did you make Agent again?[/colour]" York muttered continuously as South kept acting like a child teasing him to no end, he just looked away and noticed a pained expression on Virginia's face. "[colour=#daa520]Hey Virginia, you ok? Need a break from South too?[/colour]" York asked concerned for his fellow agent's health. _______________________________________________ >Chamber of White - The Director, Agents Washington and Carolina "[colour=#a9a9a9]Goliath, a fabled superweapon in the possession of Salus Umbra. You'd assume I'd be scrambling to wield it yes?, but no. I have something far more practical and more conventional than a myth that is thousands of years old and for all we know could misfire with disastrous consequences. Goliath might be the reason for this war but it won't be the tool that will end it. And quite frankly they know this Pierrot is a threat, yet haven't dealt with him yet.[/colour]" The Director remarked finding the aspect of the magical superweapon unappealing, then when Twilight mentioned about Agent Virginia he glanced at Twilight and snarled uncaring, finding her ploys at trying to undermine him annoying. "[colour=#a9a9a9]Thanks I will pass that compliment onto her. You know she's proving quite the useful asset as of late, with this business done I take my leave. Pleasure doing business with you Twiliight, the next time we cross paths the situation will no doubt be different. Good luck with New Manehatten...[/colour]" he shot back ominously and with that he stepped out of the chamber and strode out to the gunship with Washington following close behind. Carolina kept her eyes on Twilight for a few moments before leaving with the others. "[colour=#40e0d0]What are you hiding?...[/colour]" she thought cautiously as the door closed behind her leaving Twilight alone with the GEF and crystal ponies. "So what's the plan now?" Wash curious to find out what Freelancer's next move was, "[colour=#a9a9a9]Now Agent Washington, we go with our agreement and send Agent 117 over to the GEF. Find the Forgotten Army and wipe them out then focus on finding the traitor, make an example of them and prepare for war.[/colour]" The Director simply answered yet feeling it'd be more complex then that but that was the gist of it. "Easier said than done, right?" Wash sarcastically remarked as they headed out to the gunship, where the rest of the fireteam and 4-6-9er was waiting for them. "Yo, hurry up I'm not made of fuel ya know!" 4-6-9er urged the Freelancers to get in the gunship asap. Embarking on the gunship the Freelancers sat down and prepared for the flight back home, 469er piloted the gunship out of the Citadel and took off as quickly as it arrived.
  19. >Freelancer HQ - Agents York, North and South Dakota South sneered at the newcomer as she remarked about the match with Maine, "[colour=#EE82EE]Hey Virginia, bite me. It was Wyoming's idea, he made a bet on who would win between me or him in a training round using Lockdown paint rounds. He won, I had to fight Maine after losing to that lying Trottingham smartflank. I almost won that bet too if he didn't blindside me...[/colour]" South muttered bitterly while using magic to hold the ice pack back into place. "[colour=#DAA520]Yeah but at least it wasn't 117, that pony just gives me huge amounts of the creeps. I mean he's the Everfree Demon, The Ripper himself. I always heard disturbing stories about 117 back during the Revolution personally I hoped to never run into that insane pony yet here I am, working in the same organization as him. But something's not right about that pony, I don't know what exactly...[/colour]" York added with a hint of fear in his voice, shuddering as he was remembering the many stories about Nova's reputation during the Revolution, to which the twins agreed even South reluctantly agreed. "[colour=purple]Come on I've spoken to him plenty of times, he's a good pony. It's just things didn't pan out for him I guess even before the Revolution...[/colour]" North countered York as he did believe Nova was a good pony that meant well, however didn't deny the fact that he did feel unsettled around 117. "[colour=#EE82EE]117's a psychopathic wackjob big deal, at least we're not the one's who're fighting against him.[/colour]" South snapped dismissively not interested in talking about Agent 117. Then as Virginia touched on the subject about last week's getaway and the missed payment, York reached into his pockets and fished out the bits he owed her from last week. "[colour=#DAA520]Sure kiddo, this should be enough cover it. So who's your buddy you're gonna meet?[/colour]" York asked casually, handing her the money he owed her from last week's party venture. __________________________________________________- >Chamber of White in the Citadel - The Director, Agents Carolina and Washington Twilight was exactly right where the Director wanted her, he had out-negotiated, outflanked and outmaneuvered THE Twilight Sparkle and emerged victorious. A victory for Freelancer during a war that had yet to begin, using intellect instead of guns. Even his Agents were surprised although Washington was more surprised than Carolina. She looked more subdued and reserved, somehow seeing Twilight for the first time brought up some unknown feelings in Carolina that she didn't understand or know the reason for; anger, melancholy, pity even. She's never seen Twilight before yet somehow she hated the mare's guts feeling it haunt her in the deepest parts of her mind, seeing her defeated like this felt satisfying. She remained calm for now but when she returned to Freelancer HQ she decided to do some research on Twilight and her history prior to the Revolution, maybe something hidden in what she did might hold the answers to her apparent aggressive feelings aimed at Twilight. The Director leaned back on the chair contented on the results of the negotiations; the document which contained the agreement was being brought to the table. He reached for a pen in one of his suit's chest pockets, prepared to sign the document and make it official. However before he was about to sign, Twilight then began detailing a story about one of her old Shade Corp agents. More specifically, Agent Virginia. So THAT was her last card, he suspected there was something she was holding back but this seemed out of place... Why would she place so much sentimental value on a former agent? While the prospect of learning what this 'Goliath' device was the Director had what he needed and had no reason to push his luck further. "Interesting prospect, Freelancer will keep in touch if we manage to locate this rogue agent of yours and inform you on if we find her." The Director slyly told the Unicorn, who seemed a little desperate by placing so much hope in an agent that abandoned her former employers. It was then that the Director began signing the agreement, sealing the deal which would benefit him and Freelancer indefinitely.
  20. Nova felt his life slip away into the darkness that advanced in the corners of his mind, slowly consuming and taking him away from this plane of existence and into the next. He took a look at his wounds as he left a trail of blood which led to his shattered form, the redness was replaced with a crimson to black-ish shade as he lost more blood. It wasn't until another pony arrived and started mending him with some sort of energy drink, that he thought that was it. Afterwards he began recovering slowly but surely feeling the effects of the drink inside him repairing his body, but was still immobile while his body mended and unable to help the others fight the robots back. He was stuck there. He was a sitting duck and an easy target for any robot wandering by to get at the others. In his helmet's comms system he heard someone's voice calling to him, urging him to get up and fight back. The voice was recognizable and the tone suggested that the person on the other end was highly emotional after witnessing what looked like Nova's death. but the static made it somewhat difficult to make out what was being said "[colour=#00ffff]NOV-[/colour]*static*[colour=#00ffff]-ET UP,[/colour] [colour=#00ffff]YOU HE-[/colour]*static*[colour=#00ffff]YOU CANNOT DIE THERE THAT'S AN ORDER! [/colour]*static*" the rest was static but it made Nova smile as he was hearing the voice demand the order, he began to mobilize his once motionless body and eventually stood up. "Order received, I'm moving now. I ain't going anytime soon." he grunted with effort as he picked his sword back up while competing with his regenerating body to move. He eventually reached the front line ready to fight alongside the others, he noticed the large robot they were fighting and organised his armoured attire. Announcing his presence to the robot in a taunting gesture he shot a round into the robot's head and weakened it for the others. "'Ahem', Gentlemen." Nova smirked dangerously pointing his blade at the robot ready to fight.
  21. >Freelancer HQ, Agents New York, North and South Dakota [colour=#282828]Freelancer Agent York was walking casually to the cafeteria hoping to catch some breakfast and a cup of coffee, he needed one after spending the night covering for Agent North Dakota who had to tend to an incident involving his sister South Dakota [/colour][colour=#282828]and a training match with another agent,[/colour][colour=#282828]. A laid back and rather social kind of pony, he was one of the more likable of the Freelancer Agents. Unlike the more serious and admittedly psychotic agents who kinda gave him an uneasy feeling, York seemed like your average pony excluding the training and enhancements which enabled him to use Freelancer armour and equipment. Passing squads of armoured Freelancer troopers they briefly waved and said hi to him, some even exchanging some minute-long conversations with various topics like sports and news on the mainland to York before disappearing off somewhere else.[/colour] [colour=#282828]As York entered the cafeteria, retrieving some breakfast and coffee he spotted the twin Dakota agents sitting by a table near the observation window. South wore an ice bag on her head as she still bore some of the injuries, North was taking care of her tentatively in his nurturing kind-hearted way. "[/colour][colour=#DAA520]Hey North, South what's up? Mind if I sit with ya?[/colour][colour=#282828]" He asked lightly while sitting down by them on the table. "[/colour][colour=#800080]Hmm? Oh hi York, sure have a seat. Just watching out for South here. She tried to take on Maine again. And you can see what happened.[/colour][colour=#282828]" North responded greeting York calmly while tending to South's injuries, her mane was still matted and unkempt after the match as well as bruising and some stitched up gashes that appeared on her facial features. "[/colour][colour=#DAA520]Maine? well South, it's your funeral. That guy is like a Manticore in pony form! And you thought 'Hey I know I'll go pick a fight with him! what could possibly go wrong?'[/colour][colour=#282828]" York remarked jokingly snickering at South's expense who gave him a pouting glare. "[/colour][colour=#DDA0DD]Hey I'd love to see you try and take him on. why not go pat him on the head? I hear he likes it.[/colour][colour=#282828]" South bitterly shot back at the snide tan coloured pony, then immediately afterwards she recoiled in pain as she felt another sharp headache ignite in her head no doubt a side effect from one of the attacks Maine landed on her during the fight.[/colour] [colour=#282828]"[/colour][colour=#DDA0DD]Son of a- That hurts like a motherfu-![/colour][colour=#282828]" South complained as the ice bag gave her a literal case of brainfreeze despite it was helping the pain ease up. "[/colour][colour=#800080]Keep that there South, it's helping the pain go away.[/colour][colour=#282828]" North urged South concerned for her state of health while holding the ice in place, "[/colour][colour=#DAA520]Say have either of you seen 'Lina or Wash around here somewhere?[/colour][colour=#282828]" York asked them both curiously while taking a bite of toast from his half eaten breakfast. "[/colour][colour=#800080]Yeah, they said they were heading to the mainland with the Director to some meeting in Equina, why?[/colour][colour=#282828]" North replied ponderously remembering a conversation he had earlier with Carolina which he found curious, but told by Carolina 'to not worry about it.'.[/colour] [colour=#282828]"[/colour][colour=#DAA520]I was gonna invite them and you to a round of drinks at Equina...Wait they're in the mainland with the Director? and that's not suspicious whatsoever to you two?[/colour][colour=#282828]" York questioned them both raising an eyebrow at them, "[/colour][colour=#800080]Yeah it does actually, mind you I guess it must've had something to do with what's going on in the Northern mainland and the Forgotten Army...You've heard about those intel reports, right York?[/colour][colour=#282828]" North gave an uneasy look at York, theorizing about the reason for the Director, Carolina and Washington's visit. "[/colour][colour=#DAA520]About ponies rising from the dead and attacking the living? As much as the word is cliched but Zombie-ponies? heh, what's next? 30ft tall mechs with firepower to wipe out city blocks or something?[/colour][colour=#282828]" York comically making zombie like faces and gestures in a mocking manner which made even South smirk in amusement.[/colour] [colour=#282828]"[/colour][colour=#800080]To be honest that does sound a little too weird to be believable, but at this point and what we've been up to I would be surprised to say the least.[/colour][colour=#282828]" North muttered busily tending to South who still looked in a lot of pain, "[/colour][colour=#DDA0DD]Yeah well, I got my flank handed to me by a fething giant go figure![/colour][colour=#282828]" South uttered venomously with her pride barely intact, "[/colour][colour=#DAA520]I still need to payback Virginia for last week's drinks, I forgot to repay her...[/colour][colour=#282828]" York muttered reserved, he reminded himself of what kind of happened last week. His memory was still hazy and couldn't remember what happened, mostly which ended up with him and Carolina hilariously passed out in her quarters hungover as heck while the others safely returned to their respective living quarters. It was a fun night though for letting off steam and just having some much needed stress relief from their jobs as Freelancers. It was something of a weekly tradition where Freelancer Agents head to the mainland and party, have fun and drink. although recently there was a steady rise in Agents too dangerous to go out, but that didn't stop the main bunch of Agents from partying and letting off steam every so often. In fact, that was how York met Carolina in the first place years ago in a club at Las Pegasus. York remembered that night very fondly because of meeti[/colour][colour=#282828]ng her... [/colour]
  22. >Within the Chamber of the White - The Director, Agents Carolina and Washington The Director smirked coldly as Twilight made a counter-proposal, maybe she was a worthy ally to be trusted after all or maybe not. He could not say for sure but one thing was certain, she was quite the intelligent businessmare as she could tell how almost one-sided his initial proposal was. However despite his cold calculating and decisive demeanor rose a subtle anger, anger that has been buried for six long years. He was negotiating with the one who effectively killed someone close to him, someone who meant the world to him and was snuffed like a candle flame being blown out. The Director continued to listen intently, keeping his inner thoughts in check to avoid giving his opponent the satisfaction of the upper hand because of an emotional response. As Twilight finished her counter-proposal the Director considered it for a moment before he countered by addressing some of her concerns that telling from her proposal were evident and began to address them with a facade of calm and calculated approach. "[colour=#a9a9a9]Your concerns are understandable, but unnecessary. We are uninterested in interfering with Federal and inter-faction politics. Unless of course, you want more blood and a higher body count on your hands then you do at the moment. To ensure the information is secured and in the right hooves it will be sent directly to me. Through established direct links to my information networks, the intelligence information and reports will be compiled, sorted and organized by my assistant, ''F.I.L.S.S". Yours and your Chancellor's approval will be authorized as an additional formality, but if abuse or tampering of this becomes evident then let's say repercussions will hinder your cause. I do not suffer fools lightly, aside from that the agent will carry out his mission to the letter, but it would be advisable to warn your political staff first of his arrival. Any information of this must not be made public, otherwise the enemy will know of our intent and disappear from our sights[/colour][colour=#a9a9a9]. You and I don't want that. The Freelancer traitor will be cornered, caught and made an example soon enough, we've already begun narrowing down and homing in on potential suspects and thinking that your spies have a shot inside Freelancer will not be a wise move just in case you were plannning on that. Just for the record, you have you're own war to fight and we have ours and this mutual cooperation agreement is . We're in agreement and if links between the Forgotten Army and the Crystal Empire are confirmed, we will join your's and the Equestrian Federation's allies cause against the Alicorn-led threat.[/colour]" The Director addressed Twilight's concerns directly, however even going so far as deconstructing some ideas he no doubt anticipated she was planning. Even though he respected her leadership skills and abilities as a competent leader of the federation, he knew she was planning on trying to undermine Freelancer operations. It was basic warfare logic that any competent military commander knew, to exploit your foe's weaknesses to gain the upper hand in a fight. The Director reiterated his proposal to ensure that Twilight knew the score, Freelancer had no interest in meddling with petty politics of bickering state representatives and would stay out of the GEF's affairs if it didn't get in the way of their mission. He was withholding information, irrelevant here and something Twilight did not need to know. At least not yet anyway, even as they spoke resources and assets were being organized and gathered, the military intelligence arm of the organization relentlessly hunted down every lead they had on the FA focussing their efforts on this new threat in hopes of containing and crushing it before it causes more mayhem, yet keeping tabs on Crystal Army movements for the possible eventuality that the two were possibly linked. However for now, this uneasy alliance will have to do until further notice. Whether they wanted this or not, Freelancer had become more integrated in the current flow of events and the other Equestrian factions now knew Freelancer's presence. Mysteriously operating from behind the scenes, but one advantage was that their enemies and the general public still had no idea they even existed. But for how long will their shroud of secrecy last until they were discovered? The Director mused and invested thought into this, there was no going back now and he, Carolina and Washington knew it.
  23. >Citadel Northern Halls, The Director, Agents Carolina and Washington Agent Carolina was surprised that Twilight complimented her on her determination, "[colour=#40e0d0]Appreciate the compliment ma'am but I'm just here for two things, his safety, and to make sure the negotiations go on without any trouble.[/colour]" Carolina spoke calmly but under the armour she was starting to grow increasingly concerned over how sensitive and delicate this meeting was proving to be, both parties were in a very touchy state which neither would deny. She looked at Grimlock with a sense of unease, they were both loyal to their respective factions but their superiors were playing each other like fire. Agent Washington on the other hand was loving the Roam-inspired GEF architecture, he felt like a school foal being on a field trip. "You've been to Roam? what's it like there? I've always wanted to visit there." He asked enthusiastically as he was quite the enthusiast for the Roaman Empire's culture. Something about their lifestyle fascinated him. Overhearing Twilight's comment about Applejack, Carolina glanced at Washington who was clearly unfocused and more interested in the structural beauty of the Citadel's architecture. "[colour=#40e0d0]Guess I'm not the only one getting that vibe, huh?[/colour]" muttering in a venomous tone of annoyance at Washington's failure to stay focused. He was a fantastic soldier and crazy accurate marksmen it sometimes scares even her when she thought about it. He was like a brother to her in the dysfunctional family that was the Agents of Freelancer, but sometimes he did get on her nerves. Then as they all entered the conference room Washington and Carolina both were taken aback by the images on the wall, culminated by Carolina and Wash with a simultaneous whistle. The Director was impressed as well, it must've taken a very large amount of magic to cast to create a reality flux-effect spell like this even for a mare like Twilight. Spotting the table where Twilight sat The Director sat on the opposite end and pushed his glasses back up to his eyes, He then switched into a more serious and cold demeanor as his attempts at being casual and light hearted were over putting his hooves together contemplatively. He nodded to Carolina and Washington signalling them to reveal a briefcase, which they placed in front of the Director and then placed a holographic projector in the center of the table. "[colour=#a9a9a9]Now then, the reason I and my Freelancer 'associates' have accepted your request. Is because we have hit a setback due to a rogue element of alicorn supporters calling themselves 'The Forgotten Army', or FA for short. They are the ones responsible for the terrorist attacks against your military leadership. The Forgotten Army first came to our attention several months ago, we encountered them, raiding an old abandoned Freelancer facility in the north. It held blueprints for advanced military equipment at the time. And almost enough weapons and resources to wage a decade long guerrilla war, you've fought the RLF for sometime, yet failed to eradicate them. Now imagine them with enough tech, ordnance and munitions to bring down entire battle groups in swift meat grinding hit and run campaigns. These are no run of the mill guerrilla troops, these are battle hardened soldiers. Defected to fight for the Alicorn scourge that has plagued Equestria since the Revolution, Ex-RLF, GEF even rumoured to have a Freelancer traitor or two keeping tabs on our operations. We don't appreciate them being curious and prying into our work in particular.[/colour]" The Director briefed Twilight at first on the rogue Forgotten Army, placing emphasis on their threat against the factions of Equestria. All traces of the casual and playful stallion he was before had disappeared. In place was a ruthlessly efficient Unicorn that reminded Twilight of a spitting image of what she was as the Red Fox. Meanwhile as the Director spoke the projector relayed images and readouts of the various intelligence data gathered on the Forgotten Army. "[colour=#a9a9a9]What we request; one of our own be inserted into the GEF as a bodyguard for your friend who is head of the GEF military. He will need full access to communications and military networks, in order to effectively locate the main hideout of these...vermin, so we can exterminate them. Also we will need use of an abandoned military research and manufacturing complex located in the southern-most point of Equestria, a project division I've approved of which requires the Complex's facilities. In return for this is a batch of current Freelancer tech only for use in reproduction and distribution to GEF forces on the condition that it's used against the Crystal Empire and it's forces only and must be returned once the conflict is over. Freelancer will assist in creating training programs for GEF forces and help maintain supply lines for the coming war. We are maintaining a strict 'non active interference' policy at this current time in the current stages of the war, until we've gathered enough information or see reason that the Empire is a direct threat to Freelancer. We will not engage them in direct aggressive operations. But we will help support the efforts of those that are fighting the Crystal Empire forces.[/colour]" The Director stated as he continued and then got to discuss what Freelancer needed and was prepared to offer, he still retains the brutal, cold and almost emotionless composure throughout the briefing. Carolina handed Twilight a file of Rainbow Dash's potential new bodyguard before she returned side by side with Washington, the file was only labelled as 'Agent 117' with a stamp indicating 'Hyper-Lethal Vector'. The file it contained everything needed that was relevant to the bodyguard role. "[colour=#a9a9a9]The Agent in question that I'll be sending, is the best Agent among the Freelancer ranks. His service record, before the final stage of the Revolution says volumes about his loyalty and determination. Also his combat record needs no word from I to say he's simply capable for the job.[/colour]" He was confident in his ace in the hole, the file on Nova to be a key selling point of reassuring Twilight that her friend would be in very safe hands. However after he finished talking he simply waited for her reaction and response patiently. His approach to the meeting was straight to the point treating the scenario in a very business-like approach than the casual sightseeing expedition during the opening moments of the visit. The Director meant business, he wasn't going to take nonsense from a local who thought of him like a fool to be manipulated like some servant. He and Freelancer had bigger issues to deal with, like dealing with the Forgotten Army. who proved to be both a threat to Equestria and a rather annoying thorn in Freelancer's sides, the GEF's cooperation would help hasten their search, find the roots of the FA and wipe them out quicker than doing it on their own. Which would take longer and giving the FA more chances to attack and sabotage targets all across Equestria, increasing the already high enough body count which would no doubt rise when the Crystal Army comes knocking on Equestria's door like the Grim Reaper.
  24. >Citadel, Equina - The Director, Agents Carolina and Washington The Director couldn't help but notice how he and Twilight shared similar thoughts, they understood the threat that approached was a threat that could engulf Equestria in a costly war and required co-operation from both sides. "[colour=#d3d3d3]That may be true, but as a wise general once said: 'you can hand a pony a big stick, but it matters more on whose swinging it'.[/colour]" The Director countered Twilight's statement with an intuitive coy smile as if it seemed like a flirt, he let her mind linger on that quote for a while. "[colour=#d3d3d3]Agreed, lead the way Miss Sparkle. And never underestimate your opponent, I hear it tends to end badly.[/colour]" The Director swiftly agreed while motioning to Carolina and Washington. Unintimidated by Twilight's threat he remarked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice at the last statement. He followed her and her retinue of elite armoured ponies inside with Carolina and Washington following close behind him, Carolina kept her eyes firmly locked forward in the Director and Twilight's direction while Washington looked around admiring the Citadel's architecture. "Impressive, wonder how they make it as grand in this short time huh Carolina?..." Washington muttered to Carolina through their suit-to-suit comm units letting out an impressed whistle. "[colour=#40E0D0]Wash, stay focussed on the mission. We're not here as tourists.[/colour]" Carolina sharply replied to Wash while following the Director and Twilight. As they all stopped the Freelancers noticed the slight interruption occurring, involving a panicking attendant and a furious RLF commander with a heavy southern accent. "[colour=#d3d3d3]Having problems with your allies?[/colour]" The Director remarked with a teasing smug grin on his face, holding back a chuckle under his calm composure he was clearly enjoying toying with Twilight. "[colour=#40e0d0]Ahem, yeah well. We should be moving to the conference room so we can get these negotiations underway.[/colour]" Carolina stated straight to the point, The Director cleared his throat and then nodded back at Carolina. "[colour=#d3d3d3]So Twilight, surely an attractive mare like yourself must be intrigued about a mysterious stranger like me showing up on your homeland and causing a security nightmare for a meeting. quite frankly I'm more interested in you given your reputation and all.[/colour]" The Director started as he thought of striking up a conversation with her casually, he showed no hidden intent whatsoever he was genuinely intrigued about the legendary Twilight Sparkle herself.
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