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(Open) Looking for trouble... looking for revenge...


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Scarlet "Jezebel" Rose

 

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It was early morning in ponyville, the clouds were obscuring the sun just enough to keep it from shining in many pony's windows, especially unusually-shaped windows stationed high on a particular wagon on the outskirts of town... little did the occupant know this would lead to tragedy! ...or atleast minor harassment...

 

A young red unicorn filly, wearing black, dressed as she clearly intended to cause trouble, was walking down the back-roads of the town, muttering to herself in cockney about how dull the town was, when she found herself staring at the strange wagon... she'd never seen it before, and didn't think anyone would be living this far out... so of course with a wicked grin she decided to cause trouble... she lifted up a small rock and threw it at one of the windows... not too hard, but with enough force for it to make a sound... After two or three of these, she assumed that she was right - the wagon was indeed abandoned... then she picked dup the bigger rocks...

 

Inside the wagon trixie was sleeping in from a late night going over files at the school... and perhaps practicing more magic... and at first the rocks bare caught her noticed, just rolling over in her hammock, but then she hear the shattering of glass and the sound of the larger rocks hitting the far wall, one of them landing in her crate of smokebombs, filling the wagon with blue smoke... THAT woker her up!

Outside the unicorn filly was laughing even harder and grinning viciously as she saw the smoke pour out, thinking she'd somehow managed to set the wagon on fire! she was less excited when the door burst open and throught he smoke she saw the figure of a pony stumble out, she still laughed but she ran as fast as her legs could carry her...

 

TRixie's vision as blurry and she was coughing hard as she saw the red blur moving away "FOOLISH FOAL YOU DARE ANGER THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE?!" as she fired off several spells at the blur in her vision... but after a few minutes of no apparent reaction as the foal topped a hill and disappeared down it she sighed, she muttered about the smoke and not being able to aim her spells, as she turned back towards her wagon "And how long are you going to keep smoking! dont you know its bad for your health?" she snarked... no, she was not good with mornings.... and it was going to be a long, long, morning...

 

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Anypony that walked by the bench on the outskirts of ponyville was in for quite a sight. There saw the red unicorn filly with a scowl on her face... if 'sat' was the correct term... her forelegs were resting on the bench... but her hindquarters were floating about a foot in the air "bloody o' had not my fault she lives in an abandoned wagon, stupid git..." she muttered, glaring sourly at the ground, wondering just how long untill the spell wore off... it was getting quite uncomfortable, but no way in tartarus she was going to ask for help....... though if it presented itself, she wouldn't be able to stop it...

 

((sorry for the lack of images, canterlot's acting up for me... and sorry if the intro is a little rusty, its late, I'm very tired, but inspiration couldn't wait! :-o))

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