"Real question is where we are. I personally have never seen this place in my life once." He said trotting in place looking as if he was standing in fire and wanted to escape the embers. Looking at the others, he took a glance back at Dark Light and locked eyes with hers. "Others should recover from shock of... This, first now. Don't ya think?" He said as he made the example to look at all the bodies then look at the lavender pony.
(Wait, whos lavender? Dark is black.) "Well, they won't get over it any quicker just standing there, they'll still be surrounded by bodies." Dark remarked, before setting off to explore the place, "Oh and I think this place is called 'Remembrance Plaza' that's at least what the big podium down there says."
"What's this?" Orangebolt picked up a photo of what looked like himself as a filly. "I Think I remember this..."
(Lavender pony is Jhera... And come on Snow, just let it slide... Practice makes perfect. And it is logical if he lives in Ponyville.) "You're right, i'm guessing. Okay I follow you." He said before following Dark Light.
Medley tensed up and screamed again when something swooped down and grabbed him, the music that perpetually accompanied (no pun intended) him reaching a climactic height, but as soon as they landed on the podium he got a good look at the pegasus. Thank goodness it was a pegasus and not...something else... She asked him a bunch of questions, but he just shrunk down and looked anywhere but at her. Eventually, to his releif, she flew away, and he stood up and recomposed (no pun intended) himself. He saw that there seemed to be a whole group of ponies that had just begun to wander off in search of something; or, more likely, were just eager to get out of this place. THAT sentiment was one that Medley agreed with wholeheartedly, and he leapt off the podium and trotted after them, though he kept about 20 yards behind them. The aria surrounding him, which had been momentarily silent as he observed what was around him, now played a nervous, tense orchestral piece.
Orangebolt tucked away the photo in his bag. "I think we should really get moving. This place is creeping me out."
(FFFF- I can't spend one day away from y'all, can I?) Silver shivered as she took another sweeping look at the chaos around her. She glanced at the podium Dark gestured at, reading the words over a few times. "Well, how ironic," she suddenly blurted out. "Remembrance Plaza? I don't remember a thing!" she chuckled a bit with light hysteria and then lost her crazed smile. She trotted off after the group, keeping her eyes low at the ground so she didn't have to look at the bodies that littered the stones around her. 'What monster did this?' she thought sadly. 'My memories are gone, too. Stuff like that just doesn't happen. If it's not a dream, then...what is this?' After a few more steps of not using her eyesight, her ears picked up something. An odd medley, like organs. A suspenseful tune. What could be the source of such a thing? It was so faint, she wasn't even sure it was real...
(EEnope ) Tim Turned his attention towards the lavender pony who he tried to get the attention of earlier, with a worried look slowed down to walk by her side. "Alright are you?" He asked, "You seem to be badly taking this..." He finished as he looked ahead to see what everypony else was doing. Before noticing the shy one behind them. "Wonder what's wrong with Him I do..."
Dark tool off into the sky after saying, "I'll look around, flying is faster than walking." After she left, there was about a five minute gap before she returned, "Well, from the looks of it, everypony's dead and we are the only ones left." she said quite blatantly.
Rashall shifted a little as he crawled forwards into the shadows of a nearby column hoping it would cover him good enough. He got up and looked around taking in all the scene had to offer, which wasn't much at any rate. Death held a small part in his mind, it did not nerve him or spook him instead however he embraced it as though it were kin.
Silver Sticker sighed a long, drawn out sigh. "I can't believe this." She said. "It's just...horrible! Who would do such a thing!" Silver shuddered as she thought about the possible amount of fatalities in the area around her. "Why am I still alive!? How did I get here!? Why do I have so many questions!?" She stomped her hoof in frustration. After a few more stomps, she slumped over a bit in defeat. "Okay, you know what," she mumbled. "Let's find a way out of this Celestia-forsaken place. If somepony finds us here, they'll probably think we killed them!"
Orangebolt readied to take off. "Can we just get out of this place now? I would like to check on that city in the clouds... uh... Cloudsdale was it?"
Rashall notices the other ponies wondering around the area he wonders if he should trust them or not. A sudden flare of pain distracts him, he looks to where the pain came from and notices that one of his wings is off kilter. He must have landed on it hard and at a bad angle for it break the way it did. Well that wasn't good at all. "I don't suppose any of you would happen to have any type of medical supplies?" Asks Rashall walking out of his cover finally.
Dark shook her head to the newcomer, "No, all I have is this weapon, what I guess is ammo for it, and some water."
Orangebolt rushed to Rashall. "someone taught me this, but I don't remember who..." He found a bandanna worn by one of the dead ponies, some rope and 2 sticks and made a splint for Rashall's wing. "Try not to move it too much."
Rashall nods his assent to the pony that had helped him, Isha willing he would be be better soon. Good thing that Rashall liked walking as much as flying.
As they tried to find their way out, Dark came across a strange, silver object that was attached by rods to a pony's saddle, she seperated the box from the rods and held up for examination. Suddenly, the devices name came to mind, "A camera." she looked at it and saw a triangular shape on it, which she pressed. The screen on the camera started playing video, showing how four Alicorns and two others where standing at the podium/Rosta. She instantly recognized a couple of the figures, but others remained unnamed. The white Alicorn, Celestia, was currently speaking while the other three stood behind her, patiently waiting their turn. To their right, was herself, to the left sat a white unicorn that, although look extremely familiar, she couldn't remember a name. Then suddenly the whole crowd gasped in looked up, followed by the the six on the platform. The white unicorn's horn suddenly lit up extremely brightly and her and the Alicorns disappeared, leaving her by herself, probably by accident. She tried to fly away, but they didn't get to see what happened next as the camera had run out of memory at that point.
