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I see your logic. Editted.

Understood, understood and understood, will work on what you say. Will edit this post when completed. EDIT: Done!

Name: Snap Shot Sex: Male Age: Stallion Species: Pegasus Pelt Color: Brown Mane/Tail/Markings Color & Style: Black, slicked back mane, short spiked tail Eye Color: Hazel Cutie Mark: A camera Physique: Below average in almost every regard Origin: Manehattan Roleplay Type: Mane Occupation: Paparrazi photographer Motivation: To find the sleaziest, most controversial photos he can, and strike it rich! Likes: Hiding, finding good vantage points, spicy or salty food, money Dislikes: Being caught, having a good vantage point stolen, sweet food, having no money (which happens a lot) Character Summary: Snap Shot was born to 2 snooty, high income parents, the father Iron Pot being the manager of a large restaurant, and his mother Trailer was a respected travel journalist. Their jobs meant that he didn't see much of them, and when he did it was usually just a case of them buying him a small toy or suchlike to keep him out of their way. One of the earliest of these toys was a small camera, which he loved, content to photograph walls, food and the floor whenever there was film he could use. His parents never bothered looking after him properly, expecting their maid Wire Brush to to the job they felt they were above. To her credit, what she could do she did wonderfully, but the poor foal was often left in their home alone at night, as his parents catered to celebrities or relaxed in holiday resorts respectively. When concerned neighbours brought this up to them, they simply tutted and walked away, indignant that they had the gall to criticise their betters. Snap, one day when his mother was writing up a report on her latest stay, happened across her expensive, modern camera. Not knowing its value, he gleefully and curiously played with it a little, until he was caught by his mother. After a stern telling-off, and a cry in the corner not knowing what he had done wrong, his exasperated mother bought him a simple, proper film camera, figuring it would keep the little waste of space out of her mane for a while. Not used to having big presents, he was smiling for days, using up the whole roll of film in less than a week. By then, his mother had already left again, and as his father was almost always at the restaurant when Snap was awake, Wire Brush kindly got them developed and bought him a few more rolls. When he first saw the developed pictures, Wire Brush gasped in surprise as his cutie mark materialised, and in gratitude and true happiness Snap nuzzled his only real friend. Much later, his parent's influence rubbed off on Snap Shot, inheriting their single-minded pursuit of money and love of spicy food. He struggled to find a job, leading them to give him an ultimatum; Find a job quickly, or Wire Brush would be fired. Horrified, he ran into the streets, only to return, late at night, beaming in pride. He'd landed a job as a junior paparazzi. However, his parents were shocked to find their son had taken a job so... COMMON, and booted the heartbroken colt out into the street. The morning after, poor Wire Brush recieved her notice. Years on, Snap is a typical Manehattan photojournalist; he has no qualms about ruining somepony else's day if it means he gets paid. Even if the photo ends up being exaggerated or taken out of context, he'll take it, print it and send it in a heartbeat. Assuming he doesn't get caught and slapped repeatedly, or has his film reel taken or his camera smashed. Unluckily for him, these mishaps are quite common. Still, in the pursuit of money, no price is too high. Well, okay, there are limits, but still! When on the job (which is most of the time) he wears a distinctive black trilby with a press badge attached, and carries his camerabag on him whenever he's outside, just in case something happens he can make a few bits off. Don't expect him to go easy on any celebrity that crosses his path, he ditched his family as soon as he could in order to take on his new job in as many hours as was at all possible. Well, at leas he would have if they hadn't disowned him first. The only pony he shows respect to is whoever is currently paying him, though he does habour fond memories of his family's maid before he took on this career, Wire Brush, and feels guilty for her losing her job. A note to any potential victims: Bribes work WONDERS on this pony. And if you're broke... Well... Stay away from Manehattan.

Jewel finally washed the last of the colour off of her pelt and mane, her silver hair drooping into her eyes from the water. She could just fly home now, get back into bed where it was warm, where her loving parents were waiting... But she couldn't. She was too scared of her dark side to go anywhere. The presence of Stygian Wing was gone from her mind, for now at least, but she still felt the echoes of her other half. They would eventually ebb away, like the tides... But also like the tides, Stygian would come flooding back. It was only a matter of time. As the cold dark crept in around her, Jewel shivered by the river. Maybe she should just stay out here, vanish from the minds of everypony in Ponyville, disappear forever. But she was just a filly, and the deep chill and loneliness quickly overcame the poor pegasus. She took off from the riverbank, turning back towards town and flying home, drops of freezing water trailing her like a glistening cape in Luna's moonlight. Between the cold, the dark, and her fear, Jewel forgot to try to hide from Dark Core and Catnapper, just flying directly home.

"Grrr..." Stygian Wing growled, indignant that she had been put on the defensive. She was the supreme evil in Equestria! She had... ...Absolutely no plan at all. The thought struck her like an out of control, fully laden apple cart. She had absolutely no idea how to progress here. She had thought that conquering Dark Core would be a simple matter... It seemed not. And his fillyfriend was proving herself to be quite the nuisance. No matter, she could wait. Let the fool Jewel Shard have her body back. Stygian Wing would return to lurking in the depths of her mind, scheming and plotting her revenge for this insult. "Remember me fools, and remember my name, STYGIAN WING!!!" Again, the filly's eyes shifted, back to the original, wider, scared eyes. "I... I... I'm so sorry..." She whimpered, glancing between Cat and Dark over and over, before breaking down and flying away, out of town. She couldn't risk leading them back home, to her innocent parents. She... She would find a stream or river or something, wash the dye and paint off, then fly back home, back through the window. Through the night, on the outskirts of Ponyville, all that could be heard was the sobbing of a scared and traumatised pegasus filly.

Stygian Wing cackled like an insane pony (which of course she was) to their questioning. "Fools, you are not the evil geniuses you believe you are! I've been following your every move, waiting for the perfect moment to reveal myself and destroy you! You shall fall, the first casualties on my road to WORLD CONQUEST!!!" Stygian was so involved in her self-grandeur she failed to notice her intimidatory factor was lessened by the green paint dripping from her mane, and the fact that she had not planned how exactly she would dispose of the pair of them. Jewel Shard, taking a back seat in her own body as Stygian went on her rants, was fully aware of these failings, and was deeply afraid for her safety. She had to do... Something... Stygian Wing's eyes shifted, becoming less cold, widening ever so slightly. "Help... Me..." She choked, before the eyes hardened once again. "HOW DARE YOU, YOU FOOL!!!" Stygian roared aloud at her own mind, casting the again helpless Jewel deep into the bowels of her subconcious. The fool could have her body back soon enough, she had 2 ponies to destroy!

"You da-" Stygian was unable to finish her diablolical and devastating retort, as she recieved a paint balloon right in the face, resulting in a rather hilarious looking green head opposed to the dark red and black dye. of the rest of her. She blinked the paint out of her eyes, fuming at the audacity that he should try to resist her inevitable destruction of him, as a new filly, a pegasus arrived. No, not just any pegasus... "Ah, Cat Napper... Wonderful, I can destroy the pair of you at once!!!" Stygian cackled, perfectly uncaring about waking up everypony in the town. "But... You didn't even plan on how just fight Dark Core..." "SILENCE YOU FOOL!!!" She shrieked at her other mind, to outsiders seemingly out of sheer craziness. (Which it kind of was...)

Now, Dark Core would know that his reign of terror was over. A new reign of even more terror shall begin!!! Stygian swooped down behind Dark Core, alighting quietly, but not silently. "So, Dark Core... We meet at last... Look upon your superior and DESPAIR!!!" She sneered, adding a smidge of grandeur to her speech at the end. This was it, he would now... ...Wait... ...What was her plan again... CURSES! She had forgotten what she had planned to do once she had him right where she wanted him! No matter, she would not be defeated! NEVER! While having her inner monologue/rant, to anypony observing (meaning Dark Core) she merely appeared to be standing there scowling at something in the middle distance. How indimidating.

"Fool... His evil is trivial compared to mine!" Stygian cackled, finally spotting Dark Core repainting a wall with paint balloons. She had surpassed him in every way... There was no way he could stand before her now! She was INVINCIBLE!!! "S-stop..." "SILENCE!!!" Stygian shrieked, casting her 'good' half back into the recesses of her mind. Let Jewel Shard polish her precious emeralds later, tonight Stygian Wing ruled this body. And by daybreak, Dark Core would be out of the equasion, forever! Stygian allowed herself an evil laugh, it was only fitting after all. She landed on the roof of a building behind Dark Core, folding her wings and watching him in utter silence. She wanted to favour the moment...

First, however, Stygian Wing did need to find Dark Core first, before destroying him... It was kind of necessary, after all. "He can't be hard to spot... Red sticks out like a sore hoof, that fool!" She muttered to herself, unaware of the hypocrasy in what she had just said. Circling above the town just below the cloud layer, Stygian watched for the shape of a caped pony presumably hiding in a bush or something. "Blast, where is that fool?" She spat, lowering herself towards the town for a better, if less subtle view. "Please... Just leave me be..." "Silence! You need me and you know it!" "B-but..." Stygian shrugged off the protests of her weaker half and continued her search, in a slow, spiralling glide.

AAAARGH! I missed it didn't I T_T Sorry, I just have no control over what happens on most weekends :S

Jewel stood in front of her mirror, trembling. She was terrified of the thought of what she was about to do, but there was no stopping it. There never was. "Do it... DO IT..." Jewel whimpered in defeat, and began applying the dye to her pelt, her mane, her tail... Changing her appearance drastically. But it did more than that inside. It changed her personality into something that she wished would just leave her alone, let her return to her normal self, stop her destructive manner. But it was no use. Her eyes zoned out for a moment, just a moment, but then it took over. Jewel Shard was gone. Stygian Wing had replaced her. She slinked out of her window, taking off into the sky. As the sun set, she let out a sinister, malicious laugh. Tonight, Dark Core would be removed from her way, the first obstacle on the road to her destiny of world domination!

He's repeatedly said he could regenerate into pretty much anything, it's more or less been a coincidence that he's been male and human-looking 11 times. There is no reason why Dr. 12 or 13 can't be a girl, or for that matter a pony.

GMT bang on the dot. Also, Monday may or may not be a problem if it happens then, I know I'm going out then but don't know when or for how long.

Flashbang will be showing up, alongside Mr. Survey I do believe... Note: I will almost certainly be able to attend unless it is a Saturday. Or Sunday before about 6pm GMT.