Character sheets > http://www.everypony.com/forums/showthread.php?16447-Cutting-the-Strings-(CS) ~Chatter has begun about the revolution about OMs. The rebels have a small society yet they are unaware that they might leave a mark in history soon. The government are getting hints about this association that is in the making.~ Killjoy automatically walked to a tree, she pushed herself against it and dug her claws into its bark, she painfully began moving up as the rough tree skin slid across her belly. She perched in the branches and scanned the area for prey, although she was already full. She leaped through the trees like a squirrel, chasing a small sparrow that was long out of reach. She made a pounce for it and did an unrealisticly long glide, but she caught it. She fell, bird in claws, and rolled like a pro. Her body wracked with pain but she was unable to show while her OM was on.
Nightshade had spent most of the morning in a briefing at the Night Guard headquarters in Canterlot. The princesses were doing their best to keep a lid on things, but word was spreading. It was only a matter of time before the truth about the human world became common knowledge. When that happened, all hell would break loose, and nopony would be able to stop it. After such a long briefing, she decided that it would be nice to stretch her wings, and was soon on her way to Cloudsdale.
Dark sits in his wagon, working on a time keeping device. It would work a lot better than those sand clocks... It would keep accurate time, up to the second! He grins, wondering what he could sell it for.
Once Killjoy's OM went offline, she shook and sat down, checking for cuts or bruises. A quick flash of red blind her, she flicked it away and touched her forehead before wincing in pain. She brought her paw down to find blood. She wiped it away quickly and shook once more, stretched, and went of to visit her favorite place.
Dark continues to work, wondering when his OM would get off. He was trying to seem interested in the clock, but he wanted to practice his fighting.
After a short, incident-free flight, Nightshade landed just outside the Wonderbolts HQ in Cloudsdale. As usual, the courtyard was filled with a deplorable assortment of OCs, all wearing Wonderbolts flight suits. Some of them weren't even Pegasi. She shook her head in annoyance as she headed inside. The mare at the desk, a cute little OC called Canon Friendly, smiled and waved her past. Nightshade had visited the building enough times that she was usually allowed to skip past the check-in procedures and go wherever she needed to go. Today, she was visiting Spitfire, the Captain of the Wonderbolts. Whistling the theme song to her favorite human television show, she walked down the hall to Spitfire's office. Spitfire was in an unusually foul mood, and it was easy to see why. A strange male Alicorn, white with a rainbow mane, was sitting at Spitfire's desk, rummaging through papers in an attempt to look busy. Nightshade groaned. "Let me guess: he's claiming that he's the real Wonderbolt Captain." Spitfire nodded wearily. "Yep. Apparently, his name is 'Alex Gold', and he's 'twenty percent cooler' than any pony I'll ever meet. He also claims to be able to do something called a 'Triple Rainboom.'" Nightshade sighed, and walked over to the Alicorn. He grinned lecherously at her, and spoke in an obviously fake Canterlot accent. "Hello, M'lady. I am Alex... OW OW OW LET GO YOU STUPID COW THAT HURTS LET ME GO HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING..." Grabbing the OC by his rainbow mane, Nightshade dragged him to the open window and unceremoniously tossed him out. He landed in the courtyard below, where he immediately began barking orders at the other OCs. Nightshade latched the window and turned back to Spitfire. "Sorry about that. Ever since the truth about the humans started getting out, it's getting harder to keep the OCs under control." Spitfire sat down at her desk, and began cleaning up the mess made by 'Alex Gold.' "Things are getting out of hoof. We had to cancel a show because I suddenly had fifteen ponies that I'd never seen before trying to perform with us. One of them flew right into Fleetfoot and broke her wing!" "Sorry to hear that. I'll make sure to take her a card. ...Anyway, I came here for a reason. You know what's been going on, and you can see how bad things have gotten. The princesses are worried that violence is inevitable. I agree with them. I'm here to ask you to put your squad on alert. If any of the princesses are attacked, we need the Wonderbolts to be ready to fight." "Back to our roots, eh? Alright, I'll put the word out." Spitfire looked up from her desk, and suddenly frowned. "I'm curious about something, kid. It's pretty obvious that you're an OC. Why are you siding with the princesses?" Nightshade shrugged. "Not all of us want to change the world to suit our desires. Some of us are happy that we're allowed to be a part of this world at all. I love Equestria just the way it is." Her errand complete, Nightshade left the building and walked out into the the streets of Cloudsdale.
Nothing was happening. Nightshade yawned and glanced at the Character Sheets. "Hey, [MENTION=5915]Dreamer[/MENTION] and [MENTION=7521]KillStreak[/MENTION]... are you guys still in this? The RP is dying on the first page."
Narrator #2: Okay, we might have a problem... Narrator #3: What do you mean!? Narrator #2: Wheres BladeRunner!? Narrator #3: Oh him, he went back somewhere else, suppose to be one of the characters in this story Narrator #2: But KillStreak? Narrator #3: Oh! Yeah hold on let me get Josh. *In the background shuffling and doors slamming could be heard, as well as arguing* Josh: *sighs* I guess its time huh? Narrator #2: We've been waiting for a month! Narrator #3: Not really but you catch his drift- Josh: yeah yeah give me a moment! *More shuffling as Josh grabs out the character sheet* Josh: Ok, lest do this thing... In a forest, KillStreak made his through the darkness- Narrator #2: Wrong one buddy. Josh: Wait, what? Narrator #3: Yeah, heres what's really going on. *Hands Josh the paper and Josh looks it over* Josh: Ookay, yeah, lets rewind. -Later that morning- Josh walked around trig to look for his OC, or at least one of them. He created too many but this in particular OC was different rom the rest. This one was more friendly towards Josh, but at the same time he was ever more so cautious around him since he was the creator. The OC hid his own character sheet, and Josh needed it back just so he can finish it up. Josh looked around, "Okay, come on KillStreak, give me a break!"
Nightshade read KillStreak's post with a mixture of amusement and confusion. Even though she wasn't supposed to. "Well, that's... interesting. What kind of Mun can't keep up with his own creations? Also, bite me, Word Monkey. Nothing's happening and I'm BORED." Suddenly, a bucket of water was dumped on her head. "Real mature. Is this because I called you 'Word Monkey' again?" She knew very well that it was.
Killstreak was in a cave a and- Killstreak: Ok, come on man give me a break, can't I be alone for a while? Narrator #2: What do you mean? Killstreak: Your stalking me!!! Narrator: Ok fine!!! *Door slams* Killstreak had hid his character sheet in a cave, but its location was unknown.
Nightshade sighed. "Huh. This one seemed so promising. Alright, well, if nopony... sorry... nobody else is in this, I'm just gonna go home." Nightshade, slightly disappointed, went home and took a nap.
