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(Wait for Ridley I guess.)
"Get... the *squee!* OFF OF ME! I may be an *squee!*, but I'm not about to let my friends rip each other apart!"
(Asmo got really messed up, Saber took him elsewhere, now he's trying to get back to the bar.) "No. I need to..." He hacked up some blood. "I...
He tried to pull himself away. "Gotta get back."
He quietly answered, "Can't feel... below the... *squee!*ing chest..."
Asmo slowly opened up his eyes as a drop of blood rolled from his mouth. Saber would do well not to touch his acidic blood.
Asmo was taken away with her, his unconscious body falling down onto the white glass floor. It was most likely that his spine was broken. Whether...
REST. IN. PEEEAAAAACE.
"Maybe." Raven strapped the guitar to her body. "Or maybe I'd just die making it the most brutal concert ever. Either or."
"You're damn right we do!" Maya charged Nightshade from the side, the hulk-like pegasus coming in with the force of a speeding SUV, hoping to ram...
"Novelties are usually pretty impractical. BUT. I do have a song in mind where I'd use it. Just gotta be careful not to slice my leg off."
He took both blows and stumbled back, letting her go, much more bothered by the blows to his sensitive ears. Asmo raised a tentacle from the...
Raven nodded and walked into Metalhedz. She lit up as she spotted something that was essentially Gene Simmons' axe bass, but in the form of a...
Raven frowned. "But..." Before Asmo or Maya could react, or even blink, Azrael shot his hoof forward in an effort to stop her by grabbing her throat.
"We could just ask for it."
Azrael continued to glare. "Two." "Just take it back," Asmo said seriously. "He's very clearly not thinking straight." Raven walked up to the...
"If you want, we can steal Maya's age potion recipe. That'll give us time."
He shot her a death glare. "I spent thirty years, mind raped, control ripped from my hooves, killing and maiming ponies who did not deserve harm....
Raven rolled her eyes. "Right. I guess I'll have room start learning the brain penatrators' customs then."
"Sounds like none of my business."
