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 Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2010 6:50 pm
 While Betty was looking for another pony in the house. Out of the dark hallway, came a black horse. This must have been the mare that Maks was talking about. She was gorgeous. "Oh, great. Another PERFECT pony." she thought to herself.
But this pony didn't run away from her or scream, she smiled and got even closer to her. Though, Betty was a little threwn off by her question, but then at the same time, what about a ghost.
"No, no. I'm not dead, well..." she stopped herself, she didn't know any of these ponies and she didn't need to explain anything to them. She would be nice though, it wasn't in her nature to be mean. "What ghost!? Maks told me to come in and look around. He said that there was another mare in here. That I could join her!!" her words came faster with excitement. "Where did you see the ghost?"
Betty looked around the room and down the hallway, but she couldn't see anything.
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 2:38 am
 Zephaniah bristled when the other pony's almost palpable gaze dragged over her. She made no attempt to move or look away, but he examined her with an intensity she wasn't used to.
She stiffened when his body came into contact with her and a shiver ran through her body. Leaning into him as he spoke, she turned her head to watch him, waiting to hear his next words- but he froze and at the same time so did she.
"Not good...?" she questioned. Clearly it wasn't good, but it wasn't like Zephaniah to care for the well being of others. Not because she was unkind; Because most of the ponies in her own pasture tended to ostracise her and she'd grown a bit bitter- resenting that they felt at home when she did not. Even Odyssomai had managed to find a friend in Miu.
But that was neither here nor there, and a repeated scream of "Maks!" drew her attention. She craned her neck around, searching for the source of the voice, "Ah... Should you go see...?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 5:53 pm
 Maks wasn't usually so caring for others' well-being in his own right. After all, when one is so apt to play tricks on the ponies around the pasture, solely for one's own amusement, how much care would another pony really expect one to have? But Sanguine, she was different. She knew how to take care of herself. Having her come running out of the building screaming, calling his name... was admittedly a little unnerving.
Still, he wanted to stay with this mare. He was intrigued. Curious. So why couldn't he have his cake and eat it, too?
"I should. ...Come with me." It was a statement; not a question. Maksim braced the entire length of his body against the blue and black mare's, pressing into her enough to nudge her in the direction he wished to go. "I am Maks, by the way." Grin. Then, hoping she'd follow, he trotted off back towards the front of the building.
Spotting Sanguine, who did not look in distress at all (oh poo..) and looked rather giddy instead, he came up to stand by her. With his head craned to one side, Maksim spoke up, looking between Sanguine and the green pony who ventured inside the house.
"What are you going on about? Find something interesting in there?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 12:52 am
 Sanguine was definitely intrigued by this new pony, leaning in closer to get a better look, she turned quickly when she heard Maksim's voice.
"Maks!" She smiled wide, taking a few steps before walking over to face him. "I saw.. a ghost. A real ghost!!"
Her tail swished back and forth excitedly and a chill ran down her spine, she wanted to go back into the building to find what she had seen. "Will you come in with me Maks?"
She batted her lashes at him, pressing the tip of her muzzle against the side of his neck, mumbling quietly. "You won't make me go back in there alone will you? Say you will come back in with me.." Giving him the best puppy dog eyes she could muster, she turned to stare at the green pony.
"You can come, too!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 12:55 pm
 Hel pulled herself from the shadows of the room Apparition had hid himself in, making her presence somewhat known. She'd been there for a while, but hadn't a reason to speak. There wasn't really a reason now, either, but the psychotic mare could have sworn she heard female voices.
Sometimes she came to this house to relax, other times it was to hide bodies. She hoped these new ponies weren't pretty. She'd have to kill them.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 2:48 pm
The black pony did see a ghost. Waoh! Betty thought, now this was exciting. She had never seen a ghost. She wasn't scared though, she really wanted to go to it, she was very intrigued.
When the dark pony looked back at her and told her she could come too, she didn't need to tell her twice. She could see the other pony was just as excited as she was. Maybe there was more to this pony then being beautiful. She wasn't scared and Betty liked that.
"Well, don't just stand there you two let's go see." she said excitedly to the other ponies. She stomped her hooves a couple times.
Just then she felt her tummy grumble. It was late and she hadn't eatin in a while. But her excitement over shadowed her hunger, for the moment. She needed to eat soon. Or god forbid something terrible happen!
She moved the the doorway of the hallway, looking further, it was dark and dusty. She could swear that she saw shadows on the floor from under one of the doors. Her excitement grew. "You guys need to see this?" she said quietly, hoping the others were listening.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 3:38 pm
 Apparition turned slowly away from the window when he saw the ponies down below making their way back into the house and only to see.. another pony standing in the room with him?! Looking over toward the door, he could see that it was still locked so how did it get in here?
He stuttered slightly, gliding back into on of the corners. "H-how..did you g-g-get in here?" His voice quiet and sad.
He looked the pony over, she resembled the green pony down below, covered in..what looked to be blood? What kind of ponies were these?? What was Seraphim thinking when he created them.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 5:27 pm
She lingers behind for a moment, remaining silent, watching the interactions of the other ponies before striding over to stand by Maksim again, feeling a bit shy.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 6:47 pm
Oh my. Oh my my my. To one side, Maksim had Sanguine. Nuzzling his neck, giving him sad eyes. And to the other side, he had pretty harlequin pony next to him, looking just as he'd asked her if she was: shy.
Maks was in the middle of a pony sandwich. And he had to bite onto his tongue to keep from getting a little too excited.
To Sanguine, he replied easily. "A ghost? What luck! Are you sure you didn't scare it off?"
Then, reluctantly, he leaned away from the black mare to turn his head towards the blue and white one instead.
"Come on, love. You'll come inside with us, won't you? This is Sanguine.." And he punctuated his introduction with a small nudge to her red ribbon-adorned leg with his hoof. "..And your name would be?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 7:02 pm
Zephaniah tilts her head to peer over Maksim at the other pony, her eyes blinking with some curiosity.
"Ah... Hello Sanguine," she squeaks out. "I'd love to join you. And I... I'm Zephaniah." she says slowly, her voice soft.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 1:37 am
 Click.... clack..... click..... clack...... The sound was rhythmic and steady and was considerably louder than simple hoof-to-ground.
A grating noise, very distinctive. Hard to place without seeing the source. Like... gears working against one another. Or joints rubbing together. Which, coincidentally, was exactly what the sound was.
Poor Demona was lost. Being mostly blind, she relied heavily on her own senses and her sister, Lenora, to guide her as she moved. But in a bout of confusion, where she'd been separated from Lenora and where Lenora had been separated from the third triplet, Ophelia, Demona had unknowingly wandered off.
Where she was now? The blind marionette hadn't a clue. But she could hear other ponies, could hear that dreadful calliope music, and she knew at least she was in a populated area. Was much better than wandering the forest alone.
Inching carefully along, she made it through the gate without her ribbons catching on the spiked ends, and the pony moved slow. Creepily slow. Straining to hear if she was edging closer to the group she could sense was there.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 4:38 am
"No I didn't scare it off!" Huffing again when Maks turned away from her, she leaned around him to take a look at the newest addition to the group. Creepy eyes she though before smiling wide, mumbling. "Hello..Zephaniah, you can come and see the ghost, too!! The more the merrier."
She turned quickly to make her way back into the building, when she saw something from the corner of her eye moving slowly toward them.
"Look Maks.." She motioned toward what turned out to be another pony as it closer, one..with a blindfold over its eyes? No wonder it was moving so slow.
She blinked once or twice and then turned to stand next to the green pony, looking her over quickly before mumbling. "Is that real blood?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 11:55 am
Betty stood there fixated on the shadows coming from under the door. She could hear someone talking. She wanted to have a closer look.
Remembering the other ponies in the room, she turned her head to find the black mare standing next to her. "Is that real blood?"
the mare mumbled, what was she was supposed to answer to that. She didn't want to scare her.
"Yes, it is. But that's not important. Did you see those shadows??" she said with excitement. "Don't you want to go see what's in there??" she said, looking down the dark hallway.
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 3:04 pm
"Zephaniah," Maksim repeated. A bit complicated, but after letting the pony's name roll around on his tongue for a moment, Maks decided that it was nice enough. "A pretty name," he voiced as such, his grin sliding wider across the end of his muzzle.
When Sanguine interrupted with her gesture in the opposite direction, Maksim followed her gaze with his own. Both of his eyes narrowed as he heard, and then finally saw, the mare she was motioning towards.
"Demona," he said under his breath. His snout visibly crinkled as he spoke and his head shook back and forth quickly enough for his hat to jingle. Maksim knew of Demona, and her sisters, though she was the only one of the three he'd had the "privilege" of meeting thus far. She'd never once acknowledged his advances, and was rather rude about it on top of it, so. To Maks, Demona was a creepy nuisance rather than a welcome addition to his haunted carnival.
Agreeing with the green mare as Sanguine spoke to her, Maksim drew his eyes away from Demona as she crept along. Speaking in a hushed voice, his head turned to press his nose to Zephaniah's side -- trying to hurriedly guide her further towards the entrance to the house. "There's nothing interesting out here. Let's go in, shall we? I want to see this ghost.."
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Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 6:52 pm
Sanguine stared at the green pony, smiling wider when she said the blood was real, leaning in to get a closer look before she turned to look at Maks. Not immediately running off to hit on the other pony? That was odd.
She shrugged it off and stood up, trotting back into the building quickly, waiting for the others to follow. "Come on then!"
She made her way back through the hallway carefully, coming back to stand and stare at the wall with the two arrows painted onto it. "Hmm.. I can't remember which one I picked."
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