I don't know about that sometimes i feel like im the only one playing. it doesnt help im on at wierd hours of the day though.
[size=+1]Teamwork[/size] The dungeons below the palace in Canterlot are dark and deep. The cobblestone surfaces worm their way into the mountain as a snake of grey, shadows and metal bars. Rats and darkness for miles with guards patrolling regularly. Here, the criminals of Equestria are pulled inside to be incarcerated for their crimes. "I WILL GET YOU FOR THIS CELESTIA!" Spits the latest Inmate. The alicorn's white coat shows up brightly down here, her tiara made from spare mechanical parts. Her chestplate was making regular clicks while little parts inside continue to move with the beat. Her long, black mane curves, covering one of her eyes. "I SWEAR! THIS IS NOT THE LAST YOU'VE SEEN OF ME!" She is being transported in a bubble that is being maintained by one of the guards. The weakened alicorn in the centre was bellowing at the top of her lungs while slumped against the sides. "I WILL SEE THE END OF YOU, YOUR SISTER AND THE WASTREL SCUM YOU SCRAPED TOGETHER TO FIGHT ME! THE REIGN OF CYDONIA WILL COME!" A cell door opens and the bubble bursts as it's pushed through the doorway. The alicorn is dropped into the cell then the door is slammed and locked. She stands in the darkness. "Hmm. This will be a challenge. But I will prevail." He ear pricks up. She can hear more ponies approaching with more prisoners, their hooves clattering over the stone flags. She looks back into the cell, stomping her hoof. "I was this close. I had their lives in my hooves! I was within an inch of becoming Queen..." Her flank slumps to the floor, pouting. "It's not fair. I should be in the throne, not them!"
Two guards walked through toting a roped unicorn between them. His eyes were blocked by a black leather strip and his mouth was forced shut by a sock. He showed little resistance. Literally, so little resistance that they had to constantly tug him to walk faster, almost at a trot for being so much smaller than them. They greeted the other guards with small, barely audible grunts as the two pairs passed each other. As they arrived at the cell (directly across from Cydonia's), they paused and nodded at each other, confirming their destination. The closer guard jingled a few keys and opened the door while the pegasus kicked the poor white unicorn in. He flew into his new home without so much as a yelp. The two walked off, their faces stony and emotionless, just as all the other guards. The bleached unicorn found his way to the nearby wall and just lay on it, allowing the cold stone to seep into his back. There he lay, enjoying his time off while he regained his strength for an obvious future escape.
A figure that none had recognized was being held inside of a bubble with a strange device around his horn and wings that drained his astronomically powerful magic abilities and almost divine speed and strength, rendering him almost like an average pony. Something he hasn’t been since he was only a few months old, and he never wanted to become this again. His mane covered his blood red eyes due to the position he was being held in, floating almost face down as he viewed the stone floor of the dungeon. He surprisingly shown no resistance at all since his capture, he just remained floating there until he had reached his destination. The door swung open and he was thrown inside landing directly in the center of his cell. The moment he landed, the door was immediately locked after him and the guards walked away. He remained silent as he got up and sat down on his bed inside his cell. He was busy thinking of an escape route out of the dungeon of the castle, which should not take him long since he had lived in the castle with the Royal Family during what would be called the happiest years of his life.
A alicorn was being led slowly down the stairs captured by a straightjacket. His eyes had no pupils and he kept on rambling both in equestrian and a ancient language lost from time. He was then chucked in face first next to cydonia. "Never again, never travel back. Maddening, sanity draining. Vortex deafening. Sar dfee froto rexy, eight, huga, Hera... Mailbox".
Cydonia gave the Alicorn a thoruoughly sour look. She circles around him eyeing him up. The blood scarlet Alicorn didn't appear capable of much. In fact, he seemed insane. The soulless orbs in his head were...unsettling. You can tell alot from how a pony will look at you but this stallion seemed dead or entirely lost. She huffs: "This is the limit...Not only do I have to share my cell but with a gibbering, mindless wreck." She notices the odd devices around the red Alicorn's horn. A bulky ring decorated to look like a dragon. "I will not stand for this. First chance you get, I want you out of here!" She shouts at the Alicorn on the floor.
V sat in the bubble, an air of ease around her. A faint humming radiated from her. She was tossed roughly into a cell, delicate insect wings flashing out to steady herself. Her pupil-less eyes looked around, evaluating the situation. Upon hearing Cydonia's outburst, she blinked. "I'm sure he would if he could." she interrupted, in a high voice. "I mean, I'm sure none of us want to be here."
Dark got up sure he may be crazy but his knowledge of worlds beyond his own was immense. In his moment of sanity he stood and turned to cydonia. "to those nieve, I may seem a crazy fool but I wield a power you can only dream of, worlds travelled by only a few with the same talent as myself. Once you've witnessed 500 worlds which could of been our own you will end up like me. You are just to young to understand". He sighed before finishing off. "I swore a personal oath to never travel to worlds again. Though I can't go through others can. So do you wish to see the world that drained my sanity the most. Or do you wish to believe what you see on the cover before opening the book, to the others".
Faux emerged from the shadows in the last cell. She kept her head as she listened to the others. Faux was captured a week ago and was still waiting for the way out. Her orange coat was darker from the dirt and her black mane was in knots. The sudden outburst caused her to snap out of her daze and she finally reallies who was all in this place.
"To get out of here." Faux spoke softly, she kept a stern look as she spoke. "To rescue my pet Kenji."
"See?" said V, turning Cydonia. "We all have a similar purpose." She blinked and there were tears in her eyes. "To see the sun.. and take over this kingdom. We.. have the right!" she said, hysterically.
(Watchman Reference !) "It may be a right to all of you to take over Equestria, but it was a birth-given right to me. I had witnessed almost the complete destruction of my race under the orders of the Royal family. I've walked across the surface of the sun, seen events so tiny and so fast that they hardly can be said to have occurred at all. But Celestria is just the princess. And the world's "Royal" princess poses no greater threat to me than does its smartest termite." the figure said audible enough to be heard by all of them. The magic restraints were very well created, draining enough of his energy so that he could only manage levitation. But he isn't entirely dependable on magic. "After my banishment, she gave me the name of Dark Plague, It is not my real name. If anypony deserves to rule Equestria once my mother is dead, it would be me."
Cydonia rolls her eyes at Dark Dimension, strutting straight past him to the bars. "You! Mr Birth-Right. Don't I know you? I sware I met you in Canterlot once." The memories started to surface faster and faster. "My father and my siblings were visiting long ago. You were, you were her pupil, were you not? Before the Clueless Bookworm she has now. You never gave your name."
Faux sat in her cell listening to the others. She leaned against the cold stone wall and slid to the floor. "Let's just focus on getting out first" she grumbled.
Savior simply sits on his wall, listening to the other ponies converse. He desperately wanted to claw at his sock, but willpower beat instinct every time. He rolled over and popped an ear up to gain more info on the conversation. I'm locked up with a bunch of morons, he thought miserably. All talk and no action. Fantastic, I'm going to go nuts in here. Savior doesn't even bother to take his blindfold off, laying eyes on such would simply make matters worse. He wasn't even sure any of them had noticed him yet, which was good. He had to find out what they all wanted first. And so Savior waited.
V looked at the lock. "Let's bicker later. Like I said, all of us want out, yes?" she said tremulously.
Faux nodded her head and stood back up ready to bust open the iron door that sat between her and sweet freedom. She promised herself, once she was free ignore the others and rescue her side kick Kenji.
"Can't you feel it?" clicked V. "Our powers are fairly bound in here. This is part of my anatomy, so they can't take that, but my magic is gone."
