Before we start this rp, here a few rules. Absolutely no sensing what is going on with the other characters. No Lightsabers, Dragonzord, going Super Saiyan and those sort of things. Now some people may think that this is a stupid rule, if you are one of these people please go and read the Equestria civil war rp and then tell me that this is a stupid rule. Do not play as anyone else's character. Do not kill other players. you may begin when ready.
Dark yawns, blinking slowly. He rolls out of bed, stretching. "Another day of noling needing repairs..." he mutters, concentrating. He turns into his normal disguise, an earth pony called Steel Flash. He trots downstairs, wondering if enough ponies would pass by his shop today... He didn't want to have to steal emotions, only feed on them. He shakes his head, heading out of his door, locking it behind him. He would have breakfast on the way.
Lunar Shield is putting on his armor and getting ready for another day at work. He loved his job. Helping his Mother, Luna was all the reward he needed.
Lucky was walking through the streets of ponyville, it was a rather nice day and for once she didn't regret her decision to get up early to watch the sunrise. Even though it was early there were still a few ponies going to work. She smiled when she thought about that fact that she didn't need to work in the factories or on the farms, she got paid to just sit and listen to other ponies talking to each other. And the pay wasn't half bad either, at least if you compared it to the pay of those who worked in factories or farms.
Dark walks past a few ponies, leeching a little from their positive emotions. He walks up to his small shop, unlocking the door. "Whelp, another day of sitting around, doing nothing."
Gestum Blindi was having breakfast at a cafe in ponyville.It was a a very nice day.The sun was shining and there wasn't a cloud in the sky.Normally he didn't get up this early but he had a lot of paperwork to do today.He finished his meal and started to walk to his house.
Root paced a plain white room, turning to the single bed and back to the wall. She was possibly the only color in that room besides the tinted yellow color of the sunlight streaming through the barred windows. She stopped and peeked an eye out of the small window on the door. All she saw was a corridor, boring white, same as her room. The only life she saw were ponies in white lab coats. She grumbled faintly under the muzzle tied to her mouth.
Lunar finished putting on his armor and went to watch Luna lower the moon. This was his favorite part of the job
Dark sits behind his counter, starting to work on a side project he had decided to make. He fiddles with the windup, putting it on the counter, watching the little metal pony move two of its legs, before falling over. "Gah, why is it so hard to imitate perfect movement of tibula and fibula movement?" He groans, opening the toy's casing back up, tinkering with the gears.
Lunar receives a letter from Luna saying that she has a scheduled trip to Ponyville at PM and to see if would come along
Root gazed at the barred window that led outside, then at her claws. "Nail trimming and escape?" She said quietly, then turned to the camera, which was off due to low amount of money they use towards the devices. She walked to the bars and scratched one. The flaky rust came right off. Haha! Free once more! She tore more off the old bars until her nails bled and there was a small opening. Leaving a pile of rust behind she jumped out, careful not to wake the sleeping security that surrounded the outside. She scampered into the woods, leaving buzzing alarm of the facility behind her. Though she knew it would be in the news and there would be small search parties....
Dark sighs, tossing a gear into a pile of scrap. He would have to make another, better one. He trots back to his workshop, starting to hammer a new mold.
Root clawed herself up into a tree, she looked around. Leafy, yet comfortable. She scratched the rough bark and curled up on a thick branch. She closed her eyes and ever so easily drifted into a light, delicate, peaceful sleep.
