TheBritishBrony

So scythe, is it just the changelings vs alicorns in this one? P.S laptops got a virus, so won't be able to post properly for a couple of days. Sorry all

Uhhhh....... Lol I am still rping as Applejack, and I will soon post Lavender's app. Plus, there is no way in hell that I would be able to play Cadence, she is too luvvey duvvey for me.

oooo - the RLF can assist with their Mantis mechs if you would like

Balls - sorry I forgot about everybody over here, I just got promoted in my school's CCF and all the fams came down to celebrate. Expect a post soon

Free would probably turn in his grave if he was put anywhere Luna. And yeah, I was thinking maybe a remembrance parade or something, where all the factions honour the fallen.

it's done! It's finally done! My evil scheme has come full circle! Mwahahahahah!

>[colour=#ffa500]Applejack[/colour] (central equinia, with Alpha inForce and Dopple) Applejack huffed as she waited in the crowd, this wasn't like Free at all. He hated any type of public display, let alone speeches. That was normally her job. Spotting Baxter and Quickscope, she trotted over to greet them slowly. [colour=#ffa500]"Howdy Baxter." [/colour]She said while tipping her hat, before noticing Dopple was there as well, the changeling that had been at Starlight Hill.[colour=#ffa500] "Oh. You aswell."[/colour] Applejack near growled in greeting to Dopple. Looking back to the griffons, she raised her eyebrow as she asked, [colour=#ffa500]"Any idea what General Free has to say? I'm worried about him, he's been............. Different lately." [/colour]As she said this though, the crowd began to part, letting through a sorry old stallion with a limp. Applejack gulped quietly, worrying about what was going to transpire. >[colour=#000080]Free Quickhoof [/colour](Central Equinia, with Alpha inForce and Dopple) (music for zeh mood) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wXVsSaZ8FaI&list=PL8nrtwOREldWnjjbEXHFOo13uOIlhlNeQ&index=6&feature=plpp_video Life had been moving so quickly lately, one event after another just like that for the stallion that now walked through the parted crowd. The breakout from Blacklight prison, the negotiations up on Starlight Hill, the attack on Equinia.......... Free could care less. All he wanted now was peace, and he knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Coughing and clearing his throat as he got up onto the stage, he looked out across the gathered crowd. Ponies of all races and ages, griffons and even a few dragons had gathered today. Sighing, he nodded. Now was the time. [colour=#000080]"Some ponies call me a monster, some a crazed madman. Some a faithful commander, some a friend. Today, I want you all to call me as an equal. And as an equal, I share my gift of knowledge. My knowledge of what happened before, throughout, and after the war. Your great leader, Twilight Sparkle, slayer of the Red Fox. She did indeed slay the monster who once led your great faction. But that monster.............. it was herself. Indeed, Twilight Sparkle WAS in fact the Red Fox. But she was also not. Something just tells me that she, one of the bearers of friendship, could not have performed those atrocities. Do not ask me how I know this for sure, but I do know one thing for sure. Do not doubt her, however a broken mare she is. Now, for my main announcement." [/colour]Somehow, the crowd was still silent. Free was sure they would have been in uproar by now, but suprisingly, they were all calm and civil, the most noise erupting was a few murmurs. [colour=#000080]"As some of you may have guessed, I am getting on in the years. Not just in body, but in mind as well. I am finding it harder to....... well....... act sane. Some of you may have seen my little fiasco at the events of the white dome earlier today. Now be assured, I was well under the influence at the time, but that does not excuse me for any of the wrongs I commited. Nothing, can excuse me from any of the wrongs I have commited throughout my life. And it is for this reason, that I step down as commander of the RLF."[/colour] Now the crowd really was in uproar. Many of Free's soldiers were there, and they sure as hay expressed their complaints. Applejack just stood there, wide mouthed, unable to comprehend what she was hearing. Free whipped out his revolver and fired a shot in the air, silencing the crowd. He wore a steely, tired gaze. [colour=#000080]"I hand over control of the RLF to Commander Applejack and Captain Striker."[/colour] Tears started to fall down the stallions face. He looked out across the crowd to a single, lavender mare. Tears began to form in her eyes as well. [colour=#000080]"Happy birthday sis."[/colour] With those last three words, Free raised the gun to his temple, sniffling slightly. >[colour=#800080]Lavender Bloom [/colour](Central Equinia) Lavender's eyes widened as her brother raised the gun to his head, flaring her wings and starting to scream as she pushed through the crowd. But it was too late. Free closed his eyes and fired. His blood landed on her deep purple coat. [colour=#800080]"No..........." [/colour]The young pegasus whimpered. She dropped to her knees and held her brother's body in her hooves, tears streaming down her face like waterfalls. [colour=#800080]"No, no no no no no!" [/colour]She yelled, crying openly now. The crowd was in uproar again, but the dull pain in her head blocked it out. [colour=#800080]Why? Why kill yourself? What happened to you? [/colour]Questions flooded her now fragile mind, but she couldn't take it. Lavender passed out next to her brother's corpse.

Hehe..... We'll see Mustang.

So I'll wait for everyone who wants to be there get there before I make my post.

Wait- who is still in Equinia and not on some super commando black ops mission thing?

So..... Now comes Free's big announcement, which something that some of you may have guessed, coupled along with something I am sure you guys will love. Oh and Mustang, it's a country once near Greece, am I right?

(phone post) Free limped back into camp slowly, deciding that now was the time for his big 'announcement'. Trotting into the comms tent, he found Applejack to be missing from her post. He could care less, he could care less about everything in his life at the moment. Sighing, he was about to walk out of the tent, but then he saw the computer screen flashing. Raising his eyebrow as he walked over, he read the message that had been left from the secure facility up north. His eyes widened as he read the message, somepony must have left it specifically for him. This 'goliath' thing again....... A supercomputer...... That rogue alicorn....... The elements........ None of this made sense. "This doesn't make sense...... None of this makes any sense!" He yelled as he slammed the keyboard in frustration. Sighing, he calmed himself down, and decided to do something he hadn't done in a while. Bringing up the user interface, he typed in his old REA login. His profile came up after a brief loading screen. His name, his rank, his age..... Free chuckled as he came across his age. He had been 30 years old when this entry was made..... That was 20 years ago. "Ha, ain't I an old git now." He laughed to himself. Closing the page down, he walked back outside of the tent, limping over to the edge of camp. Looking back slowly, he realised most of the personnel must have already been In the city square, waiting for his speech. "Well, I guess it's now or never." Free sighed as he began to limp to the center of Equinia, where the crowd waited for his arrival.

So, anyone going to turn up to Free's big announcement thing?

Sorry I haven't posted as of late, I just got my hands on Halo 4 and have been playing that nonstop. Expect a post later

Hehe......... Not long now.

>[colour=#000080]Free Quickhoof [/colour](RLF camps, outskirts of Equinia) Free sighed as Baxter asked him about what happened inside the sphere, and to be truthful, he didn't want to talk about it. [colour=#000080]"Some pegasus named Lunar Cross showed up, told him something huge is going down with an alicorn named Peirrot, [/colour](SP? lol)[colour=#000080] and that i've.........."[/colour] He paused, taking a deep breath.[colour=#000080] "I was fighting for a mare who never loved me. I think I just lost it after that, my memory is blurry. Basically, we're all bucked if we don't find something called the 'goliath' before this alicorn does, and Twilight is the key to all this. Now if you will excuse me Baxter, I want to be on my own for a bit. Need to clear my head." [/colour]He finished the last sentence with a bit of a growl, quickening his pace, but this time heading out of camp to a nearby hillside. Upon reaching the top, Free reached for something from inside the overcoat he always worn. A secret pocket came open, and out of it came a small, ornate locket. Sitting down on the grassy hilltop, the rain began to let up, eventually stopping completely. Free sighed as he popped open the locket, and a small picture came into view. One of three once very happy ponies, an alicorn, an earth pony, and a purple pegasus with pink and blue braided hair. It was the day she graduated from military school, and became a field medic. Luna and Free had rushed to meet her, but had missed the ceremony just barely. Still though, there was great celebration from the three, they had even managed to get a picture. That was just over two weeks before the revolution. Free still met and talked with her every now and then, but didn't mention her in public for her own protection. [colour=#000080]"Oh Lavender Bloom, I wish I could see you sis." [/colour]Free said sadly,opening the picture compartment of the locket. He tore the picture in half, separating Lavender from Luna and Free. Storing the picture of his sister gently in his coat, he put the rest of the picture back into the locket. He frowned, throwing the locket on the ground and stomping on it, before picking it up again and throwing it as far away as he could. Sighing, his expression lightened as he began to limp back to camp. >[colour=#ffa500]Applejack [/colour](RLF camp, outskirts of Equinia) Applejack sighed as Free and Baxter both left the comms tent, something was up with Free. Something had happened in that sphere, and she couldn't figure out why he wouldn't tell anypony, even her. She worried about him deeply at times like these, which seemed to happen too often to be healthy for the general. Shaking her head, she pushed the thoughts aside, activating the communication station and putting on a headset. Clearing her throat, she switched to the all frequency channel and spoke. [colour=#ffa500]"Attention all citizens and soldiers alike, General Free Quickhoof requests 'yer presence at the city square in one hour. The general has a large announcement to make concerning the situation at this moment. Repeat, may all citizens and soldiers of Equinia please assemble at the city square in one hour. Thank 'ye for 'ye attention." [/colour]Sighing, Applejack placed the headset down and put her hat on, walking outside the tent slowly. The rain had stopped and the moon had come out, but it almost looked like the stars were assembling around the moon........... Shaking her head, she realised that it must have been Princess Luna's birthday today, hence the star formation. Looking to the hillside, she spotted the black figure of a stallion. Her expression turned to a worrying frown as she recognized the shadow as Free. [colour=#ffa500]"What's happened to him.........." [/colour]She muttered, this was not the same proud, headstrong stallion she had fought side by side with in Equestria's name.

A lone mare walked down the alleyway slowly, her hair glowing a silvery blue. Free squinted, running to catch up. "Hey! Luna? Is that you?" As he said this, Luna disappeared and reappeared in front of him, but something was different. "Luna....." Free was close to crying as he held his hooves out and hugged the alicorn. At first she accepted the embrace, but then Free heard some sort of growling. Suddenly, a sickening squelch could be heard. Free looked down, his eyes widening. Luna's hoof was plunged through Free's chest, holding his still beating heart. Choking, Free began to fall backwards screaming her name, falling further and further into the abyss. "LUUUUUUUNAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!" Free awoke from the nightmare screaming her name. "It was just a nightmare." He panted. "A terrible, terrible nightmare......" Looking around, Free decided he should get up, he had work to do. But when he tried to do so, the most excruciating pain came skyrocketing forth from his leg, and he struggled to stop himself from crying out. Spotting a walking stick, he reached over and grabbed it, leaning on the wooden device and walking out from the tent he was in. The RLF camp was as busy as usual, ponies running back and forth from tents, soldiers bringing in wounded from the reconstruction efforts as well. Moving slowly, he limped to the comms tent, still getting used to the walking stick. As he went inside, he was glad Applejack and Baxter were there. Seeing Baxter's eyes widen and dart back and forth between him and Applejack, Free waved a dismissive hoof. "Got into a fight with some thugs, got stabbed. It was a stupid thing to do in the first place. Now, I need you two to do something for me. I need you to summon the entire city to Equinia square this evening, as I have an announcement to make about the situation at this moment. Get to it." Nodding, he left the comms tent, heading over to his to prepare.

OOOOO I shall have to get in on that action as well I think. What are you?: A keyblade wielder. Name: Nopony knows his real name, but he insists on being called 'Legacy'. (or 'the old stallion'.) Race: Unicorn Gender: The one that wears the man clothes and has big muscles. Appearance: Legacy is quite an aged stallion, and can appear fragile at first glance, but is just as strong as fast as anypony else, with the age and wisdom to know what to do with that strength. He is a deep green colour, with a grayed, once vibrant blue mane. He is also missing his left eye. Weapon of Choice / Keyblade description: His keyblade is named 'peacemaker', and appears as a tarnished grey colour similar to his mane, with a appearance similar to that of the Fenrir keyblade, although it is a lighter gray in colour and has a notched blade coming off of it, making it look similar to a scythe. Personality: Old and wise, Legacy would normally teach the younger keyblade wielders of their art, acting as a kind and forgiving teacher. He hates resorting to violence, and instead chooses to negotiate most matters. Although he dislikes fighting, he is very skilled at it, using his magic to teleport in and out of combat instantly. Being a keyblade wielder, he knows he must fight the heartless and nobodies, but prefers to instead try and reach a peaceful solution, as is his nature, even going against orders if it means a solution without bloodshed can be reached. Cutie Mark: His cutie mark is a shield, with three crossed swords between it, one dark, one grey, and one white, signifying his willingness to work even with the heartless and nobodies. Goal: "I carry one goal, and that is eternal peace in the universe, achieved by peaceful means. Why must we all fight to get what we want? If fighting is the only way to achieve in this life, then why don't we all fight our own inner demons? Demons of temptation and sin, only wishing to drag us down further in our miserable existence. No, I reject these demons, and instead walk the path to a better life, the path of universal peace."

And so, the downfall begins.....

>[colour=#000080]Free Quickhoof[/colour] (central Equinia, with the others) Free continued to laugh maniacly as the rest of Striker's confrontation went on, his cackle dimming to a chuckle as Striker went running away from the group. [colour=#000080]"Ah Striker, always so emotional when it concerned his loved ones. Now, I must dash, I have something to attend to. But if you all would, please meet back here in about 5 hours, I have an big announcement to make to everypony! Ta taa!" [/colour]With those last deranged words, Free began to stumble and wander his way back to the RLF encampment. Stopping to check his canteen, which he had already done repeatedly in hopes of a magic refiller, he huffed. By now he was in the bad part of town that the thieves and scumbag lowlifes made home in, but it was also the only way back to the RLF camps. Sighing and putting on another insane grin, he began to trot merrily back to camp. It couldn't have been more than 5 minutes in that Free noticed he was being trailed by some very suspicious stallions. And soon enough, another came to block his path. "All the bits you have, and we promise this won't hurt too much." The thug breathed, Free could smell the fag smoke from where he was standing. [colour=#000080]"Oh yes, i'm sure that is the only outcome, you having your flaks kicked by a ninja after all. Did I mention I am a ninja?" [/colour]One of the thugs burst out laughing as Free finished his comment, "Got ourselves a smartarse then have we? You can take back my previous statement about not making it hurt too much." The apparent leader of the group growled as he began to move in. Free's face dropped to a sad droop as he said this. [colour=#000080]"But I was going to have so much fun....... Ha, guess i'll just have to kill you all then." [/colour]The stallion whispered under his breath. "That's it!" One of the thugs yelled, throwing a punch at him. As he did this, that same manical grin reappeared instantly, Free easily blocking the blow and breaking the thug's hoof brutally, the bone jutting out from his elbow. The two remaining thugs took a step back as their comrades screams filled the air, one of them pulling out a knife and charging at Free, who deflected the knife blow with practised ease, using the thugs own momentum to flip him and crush his skull on the cold concrete. The last thug attacked Free from behind, knocking them both over. The RLF general punched and kicked at the thug, launching him off. Chuckling crazily, he walked to the already bleeding criminal, brandishing his revolver. "Please, i'll do anything, just let me live!" He pleaded as Free's chuckle exploded into another laughing fit. Ceasing the laughter as soon as it had began, Free leaned over the thug, his face darkening. [colour=#000080]"How about no, and go say hi to the royals for me." [/colour]With those last words, Free shot directly into the criminal's skull. Suddenly, something warm and sticky began to trickle down Free's left back leg. Gazing down, his eyes widened as he laid them upon a knife implanted into his leg. Stumbling clumsily, Free landed against the wall of the alleyway, looking up to the rain pelting down at him. [colour=#000080]"Oh Luna, if only you could see me now..........."[/colour] >[colour=#ffa500]Applejack [/colour](Rainbow Dash's bedside) Applejack closed the door to Rainbow Dash's room with a sigh, she had been here for the past couple of hours now, just laying there silently, staring at her friend, tears in her eyes. Luckily, the new Citadel was situated quite close to the town square, so she only had to do about half an hours walking to get to the bad side of town and the RLF camps. It was raining heavily, and so she took her hat off and stored it in the saddle pouch she had brought with her. Seeing Twilight and Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy again had been very emotional for the mare, those three faces she had once called her closest friends. Hell, she owed it to them to try and put her experiances in the war aside, and to try and bring them all together again. Shaking her head, she huffed as she realised that would never happen, for celestia's sake they were on opposite sides in the ****ed war. The mare just hoped that nothing would happen to them, and that the conflict could be resolved peacefully. Quickening her pace as she entered the bad side of town, she stopped as she heard something. It was faint, as the rain was creating to much noise to be able to detect anything from too far away, but she could recognize the sound instantly. Gunfire. Breaking into a run, Applejack crossed corner after corner, until she arrived at the horrific scene. Corpses littered the alleyway, thugs by the look of things. Whoever had done this must have been long gone by now, as the blood on the thugs corpses were already beginning to run dry. She was about to turn around, but was stopped by a loud, rasping gasp for air. Flipping around, she noticed one of the corpses along the alleyway were still breathing. That mane, that colour............ [colour=#ffa500]"Sweet celestia...... Free!" [/colour]Applejack yelled as she ran to his side, shaking him awake. [colour=#000080]"Ah Applejack, my mare in shining armour.... Got into a fight with these arseholes here, one of them scored a lucky hit." [/colour]Free coughed, grinning as he recognized the voice. Applejack tore a piece of cloth from Free's coat off, tying it around his leg as a makeshift bandage. [colour=#ffa500]"How do you always manage to get 'yerself into situations like this?" [/colour]She laughed weakly as she hoisted him up and began to help him back to the RLF camp. [colour=#000080]"I don't know, guess it's just bad luck. Seems we have had a lot of that recently." [/colour]He chuckled, grimacing as he had to walk on his bad leg. [colour=#ffa500]"Yeah............" [/colour]Applejack muttered. [colour=#ffa500]"Sure does."[/colour]

Close mustang, but not exactly.

Hehe..... Prepare to have your mind blown later tonight, I have a plan. An evil, diabolical plan. >

Discharge landed with a thump as he re-materialized in the Everfree forest. Stopping and counting to three to check if all of him was there, he looked around slowly. He must have landed in a different location to the others. Bracing, he threw his grappling cord, which wrapped around the top branch of a tree. Testing the string was taught, he jumped and the string pulled himself towards the end of the grappling hook. Landing acrobaticly, the masked stallion hoist himself up to the top of the tree, taking a look at the landscape. The Everfree forest at dusk was a majestic sight indeed, and he wished he had brought his telescope so he could look at the starz tonight. Shaking his head, he took out his binoculars and began to mark positions for the rest of the team to check out. As he do finished, he zipped down back to the ground quietly. "Discharge to team, I've marked possible hiding places for this fugitive, suggest we split up and investigate." He said as he pressed his comm, reporting in with the rest of the team. Pulling out his knife, Discharge began to slowly trot towards the nearest of the positions, hoping that the criminal would be there and he could get this done quickly and professionally, something he doubted the rest of the team were capable of.

Free may, but at the moment he can't decide what's funnier, the fact that he's now bat **** insane, or Striker's little crusade.

Free's insane grin returns once more as Striker turns on Twilight, finding it hard to resist the urge to laugh at the two as the shield dissapeared. At first it was a small giggle, but it soon evolved into a full blown laughing fit, with Free rollling around on the ground at the hilariousness of the moment. "Oh stop it, that's rich! I can't control myself!" Free continued to have his little funny attack until he jumped up, standing wobbly. Whatever had been left of Free's fragile mentality had been well and surely shattered at that point, the five years of mental trauma and beatings finally catching up with him. Picking his revolver and comm back up, he fired a few shots into the air, causing the group to look at him. "Oh i'm not going to shoot anypony, I just want to say that I'm going back to base and that I think I've gone a bit wacky." Finishing his rant, he turned and began to trot back to the camp, before stopping to scratch his head. "Oh yeah!" He said as he smacked himself across the face brutally. "Striker, here boy! Come now, we have work to do!" He yelled, before realising he still had his flask. "Oh booze!" He said as he unscrewed the top off and drank the rest of the flask in one long gulp. "Ah, so that's what it's like being drunk......" He whispered, before bursting out laughing again.