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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2012 6:31 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2012 6:56 pm
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Anime_Aiko Only, plus the hyperactivity. That pony is very bouncy.
"Ahh..." Clockwork responded, observing the little shoe shaped device. He had actually taking a liking to this pony. While she had the potential to be cold and didnt listen too well, she had a great sense of adventure, that was for sure. And plus, she had a sense of mystery about her... like Lisbeth from "The Pony with the Manticore Tattoo."
"Right, now for my second question..." Clockwork said, putting the small device down carefully. "Why are you doing this? I mean, a few hours ago, you didnt even want to be around the bouncy, space traveling pony."
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2012 7:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2012 7:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2012 7:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 3:45 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 2:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 3:15 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 3:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 4:25 pm
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Anime_Aiko She was up quickly, staring into the face of a swampy colored wyvern, about 3/4 the size of a fully grown dragon.
As Clockwork observed, he heard the distinct sound of a cage smashing. His body tensed, his eyes narrowed, and as they did, he pulled his goggles down over his eyes as he galloped quietly and cautiously, getting that sense that one gets when they feel something is wrong.
He eventually came upon the remains of a shattered cage. He immediately cocked his head to one side, then the other, searching for the beast that had escaped its cage. While his eyes didnt find anything, his ears picked up the sound of a scuffle, and he quickly rushed in that direction. And it was then that he came upon the scene, his mouth hung open in shock and excitement.
Black Rock was face to face with a creature known as a swampy colored wyvern, known for being bad and incredibly dangerous creatures, which is probably only boosted when kept captive for Celestia knows how long. And then, something clicked in his mind.
It's front leg was beginning to lock up in an attack. Would Shooter be able to escape? She was a resourceful pony, and she was quick to act in the face of danger, but could she escape the claw of a dangerous creature flying at immense speeds in close proximity? Probably. But he didnt know for sure. He wasnt too far from the creature, but he didnt have time to use magic. By the time the spell would be charged enough to get its attention, the attack would have followed through already. So, he did the only thing he could think of doing.
He charged. Picking up speed as he galloped, he charged until his horn impaled itself in the creatures massive hind leg. Not the...cleanest of horn usage, but it got the job done, because the creature reared back in pain before shaking him off, sending him across the floor, sliding on all four hooves.
"Black Rock! What happened?!" He called as he caught his footing on a chain, stopping the slide as a spell began lighting up his horn. "Why is there a swampy colored wyvern on the loose?!"
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 4:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 5:44 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 6:06 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 6:52 pm
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Anime_Aiko On the other side, the wyvern slowly crept in her direction, now she was sure it was just toying with her mind.
Clockwork burst throught he door into the potions room, nearly knocking the door off of its hinges. Inside the room were tables, boxes, and shelves stacked with different potions and concoctions. His eyes scanned the are frantically, going over blue, yellow, pink, and orange capped potions.
"C'mon... c'mon... where's the brown?! Where are you! Ah! Hahaha! Found you you little--"
He dove at a table, knocking a few of the bottles down off of it in his frantic need to get to the one in particular. There, in front of his eyes, was the brown capped vial, holding a strange looking liquid inside of it. Not thinking twice about it, he took it and shoved it in his goggles for safe keeping, checked his map quickly, scanning his eyes ofver the routes, then dashed from the room, ending up back in the area where the two ponies had been seperated.
"Meet her where... meet her WHERE?!" Clockwork said to himself, pacing back and fourth, biting his lip, trying to think of what she could possibly mean. "Ahh, blimey!"
In a last ditch effort to find her, he ran out the door where BRS had exited with the creature, following the path of destruction left by the swampy colored wyvern, hoping he'd end up where she was.
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Posted: Fri Apr 13, 2012 7:19 pm
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BRS felt her hooves slipping, She desperately tried to climb with her back hooves, still to no avail. The wyvern was at the other edge of the gorge now, taunting her mind with it's creeping. BRS stopped kicking and let go, falling into the pit. She fell, her eyes closed. A few seconds later, she was literally galloping up the inner side of the cliff, on a vertical wall. She was different though, the flame from her eye was purple, and so were her eyes. Her jacket was different as well, black and white and armored looking, same for her boots. In her mane was a black- thing -that was adorned with a white cross. (Imagine this as a pony)
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