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 Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 6:57 pm
 Ophelia was absolutely lost. One minute she had been with her sisters and then next she was stumbling blindly through the woods, the only thing giving her some kind of sense of direction was the strange music she could hear playing.
"...Demona..? Lenora?" She said sheepishly, not wanting to draw too much attention to herself as she continued to head forward very slowly.
The music became louder, so she knew she must be close to something and then she heard voices, other ponies perhaps? She couldn't be sure.. If only Lenora had stayed nearby, she wasn't even sure how they got separated to begin with.
"Is anyone out there..?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 11:48 am
 Betty was already standing next to the doorway looking in. Not really giving much notice to the other pony that had just joined, she couldn't help herself. She was much to excited.
She followed the black mare inside the house. Looking around and not paying to much attention, when the black mare stopped she ran right into her. "Oh, oh, I'm so sorry!!" Betty said with a big grin on her face.
She looked down to adjust herself and make sure that everything was where it was supposed to be. Last thing she needed right now, was having something falling apart or off. That would not be a good impression!
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 11:36 pm
 Click. Scrape. Clack. Scrape. Click.
Lenora walked slowly. Carefully. Though she could see, her eyes were still sensitive and covered by opaque fabric, hindering her movements slightly.
"Eh... Ophelia?" she calls out, head swiveling back and forth, "Demona?" her voice hitches as she says the second name, worry evident.
How- o how- did she lose her sisters? This was not good. At all. She was supposed to guide them around and... Well she wasn't really sure what happened. There was something rather interesting that had caught her eye- or rather ear- and she had immediately gravitated towards it, assuming her sisters would have followed.
Turns out they didn't follow right away and she was so drawn by the music and lights that she wandered too far ahead and... Well here she was, wandering around the broken down carnival...
Click. Scrape. Clack. Scrape. Click.
...looking around for her siblings because they would probably at least follow the telltale scent she had- but with all the walking she did when she entered the carnival it was likely her scent was all over the place and she'd have to actually find them.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 1:26 pm
 "Ghosts...?" she stares with wide ( really? ) eyes towards Sanguine. She is about to agree and then her attention is drawn by Maksim.
Curious, she follows his gaze towards the mildly noisy pony. "Hmm... Lenora...?" she squints towards the pony but there's no way that's Lenora- the colours are all wrong- and Maksim is suddenly ushering her away anyway.
Zephaniah goes without any fuss, "I've never seen a ghost before."
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 6:35 pm
 They were there; she could hear them. Muffled voices, mingled with that god awful calliope music that seemed incessant and showed no sign of tapering off -- and then one ear flicked to the side when a familiar sound caught her attention.
So slowly did her head turn, complete with a ruffle of ribbons as she moved, in the direction of the voice she heard. She knew that voice. And while it wasn't a welcome noise, she click.... clack..... click.... clack... edged towards it carefully.
"Maksim is here," Demona announced in her low, soft voice, though she was speaking mostly to herself. He'd spoken her name, with a delightfully irritated tone in his voice. At least she knew one pony in her presence, though she knew there were more.
But just as she placed one hoof down, to further follow the voice, she heard something else intertwined with the droning calliope.
Her name again -- twice. In two distinct, and this time welcome, female voices.
"My sisters." Finally. Stopping short, she stood in place, several meters from the dark doorway of the haunted house, and her head swiveled again. And this time, she spoke with purpose (and actual volume!) as she called out. "Lenora? Ophelia? Can you hear me?..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 6:49 pm
 Ignoring the marionette, whose voice seemed to visibly bristle Maksim's pelt along his spine, he ducked his head to speak again to Zephaniah as they re-entered the haunted house.
"Don't be afraid, beautiful," he said to her, in a tone so overly sly that each word practically dripped with it. "I won't let the ghost get you."
Of course not! Let a lovely mare like this come to harm? Harm that wasn't his own doing? Surely Maks was more chivalrous than that!
With Sanguine paused in the hallway, Maksim inched away from Zephaniah and slithered past the darker red and black mare to peer into the hall. And then with his trademark grin, hidden in the darkness, he decided a bit of trickery would be fitting.
His head moved so subtly that it very well could have simply been an itch on his neck, but instead... one of the little tinkling bells bounced off from his hat. And went rolling and jingling eerily all the way down the hall, where it finally bounded to the left and in through the next doorway.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 7:02 pm
 Tapping her hoof impatiently against the floor, she waited for the other ponies to play catch up while continuing to stare at the arrows. Not quite remember which way she went, she was absolutely stumped, until...
The glint of a little rolling ball caught her attention. She watched it absently as it rolled on the floor and slowly start moving to the left before it disappeared.
Turning to yell for the other ponies, she bumped muzzles with Maksim, blushing slightly before turning her head away. "I'msorry!" She cleared her throat quickly before continuing. "It has been decided! We are going left. She nodded once and started to trot forward, following the path of the little tinkling bell.
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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 7:08 pm
She was definitely lost...
Ophelia had a moment of panic. For a pony that is blind, being lost is something that should not happen and without the help of her sisters, what was she going to do?
Taking a few deep breathes, she ducked her head down low to sniff at the ground, taking small steps forward, trying to pick up a familiar scent. But there was nothing and all she could hear was that distant music, strange music.
"Lenora? Demona?!... Anyone? "
She continued to take her baby steps, it would be just like her to end up getting lost in the woods and fall into some kind of ditch while hungry wolves were running around trying to make her a meal, so being extra careful, she made her way toward the sounds of the music the best she could.
Her ears perked slightly when she caught the sound of Demona's voice and she lifted her head quickly, speaking loudly.
"Demona?! Is that you!!?
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