"Huh, you wanna know what's strange? I feel like I've seen you before." the nurse said, "But I'm sorry, I think that by the time this 'Elements' of yours get here, you'll be long gone." she put a gentle hoof to his neck, "Yep, from your slowing heartrate, I would say that you are going to bleed out in about 60 seconds." the nurse said.
Karl looked at the nurse, dumbfounded. "Nurse, i have enough time, believe me. I won't die until i've done what i wan't. He'll keep me alive in the mean time." Karl layed back on the bed. "Now, get me those goddamn Elements, okay!" He punched the side of the bed. "And don't let me hear anything of this bullcrap you call dieing, it doesn't exist in my world." His eyes had begun tearing up a little. (True story, i have a friend named Karl, and he's a bloody maniac. He does all kinds of dum stuff, but still manages to get out of situations others would call suicide.)
"I'm think you might be delusional!" the nurse exclaimed, then she merely ran out of the room, locking the door behind her.
Karl covered his face with his hooves, blaming himself for being such a dumb pony. "Well, i guess i'll just lay here then... until the end of the world i guess..." He looked out the window, remembering all the good memories. He began singing weakly, "Stooop the clooocks...." He closed his eyes, making his horn glow. "Vins Mirs Nase" He said, sending out a psychic message for the Elements, telling them to get to the nursery.
(Lmao, I love the smell of two new pages of posts in the morning :3) Heron walked up to the counter of the restaurant she had landed at. Standing at the desk was a bored looking server who perked up a bit when she appeared. "Hello! Welcome to-" She waved him off and said "I know, I know. I've been here before. I'll just have a normal salad, thank you." He dropped his smile and walked off grumbling before reappearing with a bowl. She threw three bits onto the desk and wandered off to find herself a table. The place seemed pretty deserted, so she just sat where the sun shined brightest and began enjoying her food.
Gaze woke up he found himself still in the restaurant but on one of the waiting benches he looked at the place and it was deserted the pony at the counter was looking at him he rubbed his eyes and stomach made a painful growl. His eye twitched but he went back to his calm face he walked over to the counter "Um excuse me but can I order a table?" Gaze said to the waiter. "No no you have to order food here," he had said back, Gaze looked at him and ordered the biggest salad they had and he threw the rest of his bits onto the counter. When he entered the eating area he saw one pony there near the window he kept on looking at her until he bummed into a chair and he sat into it a few tables of from her his head slowly started to turn to the table waiting for his food.
Arrows was in his archery range, as usual and was practicing. " I suppose I could go pick up some lunch." Arrows said. He flew down to ponyville and went into a resteraunt. "I'd like a Daisy sandwhich and a apple cider please." Arrows told the pony at the counter putting down his bits. "Ok, here's your number, when we call it, come back here and pick up your food. For now, just take a seat anywhere you like." Said the pony at the counter, handing him a slip with the number 12
Firebreeze moved on with his day, and eventually lunch time came around. He went down to the market place and bought an apple. As simple as the meal was, he didn't care much, food was food.
Karl rubbed his mane with the one hoof he had to spare and sighed to himself. "They should've gotten the message by now... maybe they're more blunt than i thought..." He looked over to the locked door, and wondered what would happen when he went back to The Rift.
(Forgot to mention: Heron Wing has a british accent.) Heron saw the pony walk in, but made no note of it. It's a restaurant, ponies coming in wasn't special. She continued munching away at her salad for a minute or two before her spine tingled. The pony who had walked in kept glancing at her, and it was pretty unnerving. "I'm sorry," she said, raising her head to him. "Do you need something?"
Arrows got his food and walked off into the market. He saw Firebreeze waling by. "Oh hey Firebreeze, wanna go down to the shooting range sometime today?" asked Arrows. "They have a discouted price today, 5 bits per every half hour you spend there."
"Oh, hey Arrows. And sure." Fire said, "Sounds like fun. I can't go now, though. I have to deal with some work stuff first."
"Sure," Fire said, "Gotta dash!" Firebreeze than flew off to rally the rest of the EWT. Since the previous leader of the EWT had died during the resistance war, Firebreeze had to step up and take charge of the team. I was odd for him at first to suddenly have to take charge, but he eventually go used to the idea.
Heron regarded him quizzically. "...but this is my natural hair color." She said flatly. "It's not like I dye it or anything." She sighed and stared back into her bowl. "Although, sometimes I DO consider it. Teal and orange are the most dreadfully clashing colors..." she regarded her uneaten lettuce sadly.
"Whose turn is it this time?" Winter asked Snow upon hearing Midnight crying again. "Mine." she said forlornly and went off to Midnight's playroom to deal with what ever got Midnight upset. Upon entering the room, Snow saw a complete diaster zone, with Midnight crying in the middle, but as soon as he saw Snow, he stopped, got immediately happy and started running towards Snow yelling, "Momma, Momma!" Snow simply caught him in a magic feild and then held him, "Midnight, how many times do we have to go through this?" (I'm putting Midnight at about the equavalent of human toddler, as I have no clue how the pony aging process works past one month)
(You mean like between the cakes babies and the CMC?) Dark Shine flew around Ponyville looking around for something to do. Then his stomach growled. "Uh... Maybe I should get a quick bite to eat!" He said, circling around the market, before landing at a sandwhich stall. "I'd like a daisy sandwhich please!" He said before laying down the bits on the table. After he picked it up, he looked for a place to eat it. Seeing an open bench he went for it and sat down. He opened up his sandwhich and began to eat, smiling as he did.
(Correct, Imma guessing the CMC are somewhere in the range of 3-5 years old.) After cleaning up the mess, Snow decided to wait around and watch him for a bit. His level of adorablness made it hard to stay mad at him for long, and it was her child, what was she going to do anyways?
Gaze heard her and now she seemed depressed he looked at her and she was staring into her uneaten salad while his was already half empty "No no I didn't mean it that way," he said, "The colors look great on you," Gaze looked at her closer and noticed that the light coming from the window was making her look cute. Gaze's face blushed and he suddenly stood up and began to make things even more awkward and his calm look started to crumble "Well I better be off now," he said chuckling nervously and he started inching to the door hoping she doesn't drag him into embarrassment if he already hasn't.
