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40094034 No. 40094034
#Closed #Canon: Destination: Equestria #Series: Requiem #Adventure #Dark #Violence #General #Serious #So close...

Fear. One of the most potent forces. An instrument to rule over others, to bind and break them. A tool of tyrants and monsters.

How grim and narrow-minded.

Fear of the dark and cold gave birth to fire. Fear of being forgotten creates truly amazing works of art. Fear of loneliness forms friendships and communities. Fear of extinction creates new life.

Sit for a while, and witness for yourself what tremendous feats a small band of heroes could be motivated to accomplish...out of their fear of death. Look to the other end of the playing the soulless monstrosity plaguing the land, its vast army...and the puppet it has created to gain my favor and sate my hunger.

Amazing what fear can create, no?

Look, they have almost reached their destination. Impressive that they managed to get the ship up and ready in such a short time, don't you think? Fear, my friend. In an way, you could say...they owe their accomplishments to me. Funny, really...that it was me causing what led us all to this point...and what will end this conflict, one way or another. But enough talk...I'm eager to meet them all.

Shining Armor had barely had a chance to explore the curious properties of the village he had waltzed into, screaming bloody murder, when the airship landed only a few steps away from the village's borders. Eris had kept her word - the map she had provided had guided the rest of the group to their destination with pinpoint precision...and it had only cost Rillian a back rub and some of his dignity.

"I'm sure you don't mind if we stay here with the ship", the Captain remarked dryly, and every single remaining member of his crew breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that THIS was as close to the center of all this misery as they would go - way too close already for most of them. "Well have everything ready to get the hell out as soon as you return. Good luck."

The sun was setting already. Soon, whatever the villagers were so deathly afraid of would rise and descend upon them. Only this time, thankfully, they were not alone with their nightmares.
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"That's my cue."

With palm held open, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the breath, swirling into a ball of dark flame, glowing rather bright despite its' darkened color. One, two, three, four. He gave life to several orbs of flame, letting them float and dance on the whim of the wind, letting them find a place beside a few of the heroes.

"Now, may we go? I'm itchin' to end this."
>> No. 40509099
"Thank you, Shade," said the pegasus. "You lot lead. I'll follow."
>> No. 40509101
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Salsa listened to the both of them speak. Then he said, "Wheaty is correct. What we went through is real and we can't deny that. If we do, we are only clouding our minds.
He puts a hand on Rillian's shoulder. "On your six."
"Let's do this shit!"
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"Be careful everyone..."

And with that, Rillian sets off down the dark stone stairway.
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"Damn right. I want this done and over with...get back home after so long and check on my family..."

With a ball of fire slowly orbiting around his neck, he lead the charge alongside the others, working over the shoulder of his right arm, having most motor function to it.
>> No. 40510567
First few times, or first time, failure. Most recent attempt, a luckier chance and most feeling /movement returned I think. Forgot the details
>> No. 40510899
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"Wait a moment, Shade," he said, noticing that Shade was still favoring one arm over the other. He had tried to tend him before, but something had just kept him from success, for whatever reason. Perhaps with a bit more focus...

"Let me see if I can fix up you arm before we go in too far," he said, catching up to him and putting a healing hoof to his immobile arm. Perhaps if it was strong enough, he could get both of them.
d10+3 = 8

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With a huff, he stopped in his tracks to turn his head back to the white pegasus. "Still trying? S'pose I can let you."

His touch was rather gentle, rather warm, but gentle. A roll of the neck and a small bit of flexing, and he could feel a bit more feeling and movement return, able to clench his right fist...and feel the pain of rather sore muscles. A wince and rub of his shoulder would work ouyt a few kinks after the healing touch.
>> No. 40511441
"Yes, I am still trying," he said, a bit irked at Shade's exasperation of being halted again. He continued to pour healing energies into him. "In case you haven't noticed, we are only a small few going after a something that it has so far taken our combined might to even push back. We all need to be at our prime. Now sit still, I want to get your arms working again before we go any further. Send you fire orbs up ahead with the others and we'll catch up once we're done. Shouldn't take long at this rate..."
d10 + 3 = 13
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"Alright alright I get it. Ease up...damn."

He nods his head onward, letting all the little devils he spawned flow ahead alongside the others, whether or not they stopped. The worn out feeling from his muscles slowly faded, a sense of calm flowing over his frame. Still burned like hell, but that was a minor inconvenience.
>> No. 40560437
Okay, I'm lost because I'm dumb like that. Is it my turn? What's going on now?
>> No. 40560704
Hopefully soon. In truth, I grow tiresome of the waiting for this to end...
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In all the commotion about who was going to be going in and what not, it would seem that Shining Armor and Cadance had slipped ahead and ran into the shadows. They weren't too far ahead as that would be dumb of them but it makes setting the scene easier for now.


All of the dark magics in play in the south had not gone unnoticed, not everyone who could fight had answered the call right away, for they were unaware. But that only lasted so long... the energy was unmistakable, pure evil. And that kind of power attracted two kinds, those who seek to gain that power... and those who seek to smite it.

"Um, excuse me... you all look like you could use some help..." A quiet voice spoke up from behind the group, coming from a young woman dressed in a white robe. Those sensitive to magic would recognize the warm, holy glow from her. She was a friend, and she could help.
>> No. 40561108
Tis I, Blank
>> No. 40561115
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The similarly holy pegasus turned at the sound of the new voice to seek it's source. It looked to be a young human woman who glowed with magic similar to his own. While that certainly put quite a few points into his friend category towards her, he was still suspicious of how he found them, and how she got here. So, he asked her such questions.

"Help would be welcome, yes," he said, "but how did you find us? How did you get here? And who are you?"
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The mage smiled, "Well... I'm talented in the ways of magic. I could feel great, evil magics coming from the south and I knew my help might be needed. However I did not make it to the airships in time so I had to make my own way down. Sorry for being late. I hope too much damage hasn't been done already..." The girl pulled her hood down and gave a warm, comforting smile, "My name is Spiral Flare." She said softly. It was doubtful anyone here would know that name, save for Salsa and Sarge, but yes, she was another wordily version of a pony from this world.
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>>40561497 where had he heard that name before? He'd certainly never been properly introduced to someone by that name, but Rillian could have sworn he had heard it before during his time back in Ponyville. He could have sworn it was the name of a pony, which made him suspicious of the new figure. But on the other hand, if this was another trick then wouldn't the illusion be of something he recognized and would be more likely to trust right away?

For now, he is silent, but he doesn't take his eyes off her while she conversed with Wheaty, barely blinking even.
>> No. 40561766
After giving his now rejuvinated arm a bit of rotation, he could only sit and listen, growing antsy to skip them and run straight down. They were right there and then this so-and-so appears.

"So close to just clawing my way down..." he mumbles under his breath.
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Salsa was taking a swig from his flask when she appeared. Then she said her name. He almost choked on what he was drinking. "Wait what!?" he said in utter surprised "Is that really you Spiral?"
>> No. 40561850
Well, there was certainly damage done to the pegasus before her. Bandages wrapped about him just behind his shoulders, a clear nub where another wing should be.

"Hello to you, Spiral Flare, but we can save introductions for later. If you do wish to help us, then come with us, quickly. Our enemy has just fled down into the catacombs here and we need to chase him down before he gets to far," he said, a fair bit of urgency in his voice, signalling for her and any others already not heading down to follow.
>> No. 40561857
Is the stump still bloody and open at all?
>> No. 40561877
Though he was treated for it, and had the stump cauterized, such a traumatic wound is likely to still ooze a bit, and burnt flesh does not keep fluids in as well as healthy flesh. I would say so, then, but not badly. It would look as if his bandages should be changed out.
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She looked at the other human and smiled, "Well of course it's me, I just said my name didn't I? Though... I don't know you, sorry..."
She paid the other two no mind for the moment and went up to the injured pegasus, frowning. "Oh no.... you've lost a wing... I should have come sooner..." She knelt down next to him for a moment and without even asking put her hands over his wound, closing her eyes after setting down her staff. "I can't make it grow back... but I should be able to close it proper...."

Her hands began to glow blue and green as a warming and soothing sensation moved over the pegasi's whole body, focusing mainly on his stump though.

1d10+3 = 8

"We need you in top shape I think, for what's down there, I can feel it's no good... " She didn't want to hold the group up any longer, but this was important.
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Salsa is at a lost for words. It's been so long since he last saw her and she is a human. She doesn't know him, Salsa finds that strange since he treated the Apple family like a second family. He puts his flask back into his inner jacket pocket and shakes his head. "Sorry, I thought you were a friend because she had the same name." He still wonders where she is.

He watches the healing process while doing that he checks his ammo count. Four pistol mags, 30 shotgun shells, and one pipe bomb.
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"It's fine, it's already- hey what are you- OW!" he pulled away aas she reached out to stump, and yelped a bit as she laid her hands to it. Such contact was more than a bit unwelcome, yes, but once that healing magic began to truly seal up the wound, he relaxed. Healing magic from another always felt different and better than when it came from himself.

He clenched his jaw when hearing her comment about making it grow back, his head drooping as he muttered under his breath, "If magic could make it grow back, don't you think I would have tried?"

He picked himself back up and said, "Thank you, Spiral Flare. It feels a fair bit better..."

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She nods, "I've gotten that a few times back in town... It seems there was a pony around Ponyville who I shared a name with. I'm sorry for the confusion..."
The girl gently patted his head, "I;m sure you would have. But, you're alive, and that's what matters. Now... shall we go down there and put out that unholy light?" She asked with a smile, trying to boost the crestfallen pony's moral.
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Wheaton was a bit confused, hearing all this talk about her name being familiar or something, but it didn't really bother him.

"Yes, let's," he says, his morale not really boosted at all. Maybe his bodily energy, but not morale. Facing that unholy light was not something he was exactly looking forward to, after all. What mattered to him was keeping his friends alive.

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>> No. 40563844
Those magic words gently caressed his ear, a few small hops in place to gear himself up. Now, he'd follow them to what he'd hope would be the final stop in this long winded adventure.
>> No. 40564090
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Salsa nods at Spiral, "No problem and I'll take point" he said as he went ahead of everyone else with his shotgun at the ready.
>> No. 40564397
d10+3 = 6
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There are a few sounds that, when they creep up on you out of nowhere, fill you with utter dread upon hearing them. The growling of a large predator in the bushes behind you...the creaking of your floorboards when you thought, no, knew that you were alone in your house...or the faint clicking of a trap underneath your hooves when you're busy chasing a maniac through unknown catacombs.

However, if the collapse of the building above the tunnel you're in has knocked the aforementioned trap out of sync, both the soft click and the roaring of the spell that is fired down instead of up can turn into the sweetest music once you've figured out what the hell just happened. Especially if that spell then hits the guy you're trying to take out anyway dead center.

It was definitely electricity. Faint blue lightning licked over the group's various hairdos without doing much more than tickling them. Tonic further down, however, hadn't been as lucky, and the smell of burned hair and meat that followed the sharp yelp of pain and sound of a body collapsing were enough reason to assume that someone further down had just received the nastiest case of electrical burn one could suffer without being reduced to a smoking corpse on the spot.
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Rillian glanced around at those close to him, and despite the low level of light, something was quite clear.

"...when did our hair go through a static storm? Is that what that feeling was? Wait...I see something up ahead..."

Rillian started to quicken his pace, not about to bolt off ahead of the group for any reason after what had happened before. Still, he does his best to urge them without words to hurry up.
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Made wary by the latent energies in the air, the astral pegasus follows behind Rillian fairly closely, his static-charged mane now looking more like a koosh-ball glued to his head than the parted long hair he normally has. "I think it was... be careful, Rills."
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The hairs on his arms and the back of his neck stood back. He had an uneasy feeling but he put in the back of his mind. Salsa had a job to do and picked up his pace with Rillian.

"Wheaty is right, we have to be careful it could be trap that we are walking into."
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"Tonic knows we are here, and knows we're coming for him. It is most definitely a trap...though I have a feeling we just stumbled over one without even realizing what it was until it had failed to hurt us."
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"I don't care what kind of trap this is. I'm willing to barrel through and get to whatever lies ahead. I want this to end so I can finally leave this wasteland and go back home."

Sure, the sparks of electricity ran through his body, the slight tingle of energy dancing through his fibers, but what laid ahead was all he wanted.
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They Royal couple were a bit further down when the massive electric discharge happened, but not close enough to actually see it. However they did rush ahead to see what they could find....

Spiral moved along with them, looking at Shade, "He's right... we need to press on." She sniffed the air, " That's the smell of someone else getting hit by whatever that was. I think we're safe... Let's move..."
>> No. 40602678
Wheaton nodded, picking up his pace, and saying, "We should catch up with Shining Armor and Princess Cadence. I'm not sure what other kinds of traps there may be here, but we should all stay together. Be careful, though. There may be un-triggered traps down here, still."

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One year anniversary
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>Time to celebrate.

As the ones who had rushed down the stairs first, Cadance and Shining Armor were the first to notice the stench of burnt hair and flesh, no doubt the aftermath of the magical discharge that had hit Tonic dead center. No less interesting, maybe even more, however, was what was on either side of the path the madman had obviously taken to get away.

Hundreds of ponies, laying perfectly still and in a slumber so deep that that one might believe them all dead, filled the catacombs. They were all here. Every stallion, mare, and foal who had gone missing. None of them had been killed at all, but they all had been herded like cattle and put to sleep to harvest their nightmares...their deepest fears, to let the nameless thing feed on them. A fest it had soon become sick of when it had found something infinitely sweeter. As the heroes looked to their right, they saw sleeping ponies...more of the same to the left.

Until they blinked.

All around them, the bodies shifted in the dark. rose to their hooves, and from one moment to the next, they found themselves in a hissing sea of blue eyes, all fixed on and following them. A few drones began to trot beside them...surrounding them...escorting them along their path towards...something. The cave looked more and more like a hive with every step, and the feeling that something hateful and monstrous, something that didn't want to kill but hurt and keep on hurting forever waited ahead grew steadily.

Then the illusion broke. Not immediately or completely, but it was unraveling around the edges. Shining Armor. Cadance. Salsa. Shade. Wheaty and Rillian. They were all easy targets. Having been exposed to the Badlands and its horrors from the very beginning, their minds were shaping the nightmare around them as they moved on. Spiral, the kind mage, however, was someone new in the equation; an unknown variable. A disturbance that was slowly destroying the horror from within.

"And so I'll be eaten", one of the changelings they approached and passed spoke with the calm and friendly voice of Twilight Sparkle - a voice that neither rose nor broke when half a dozen drones began to slowly consume the speaker. "A blood offering for the sun and her children who I love like the flower in the caves of unfettered cattle watching the world melt through the fingers of the Tattered King." The changeling made eye contact with the group. "There's a monster behind you. In the walls too."

Once it had finished its strange speech, it lunged at the group...and was gone, along with its hundred brothers and sisters. Once again, the masses of ponies were sleeping.

"You should have turned away when you had the chance. Why couldn't you just go away!?" Tonic was leaning against the wall, slumped to the floor, near a pedestal that had a single crystal laying on it. The gem, itself black as the night, reflected light that wasn't even there in all the colors of a beautiful rainbow, completely mesmerizing the brown Unicorn. - enough to make him completely ignore the severe burns all over his body...and although he was clearly talking to the group, his eyes were locked on the crystal. Eyes pulsing with green light. Down here, he was a prisoner like everyone else.

"I see...a desert out there. Full of ponies. So'd think at least one of them would know me. At least one! But they keep forgetting, no matter how often I tell them my name! They keep forgetting! ME!" A desperate laugh escaped his throat before he roared angrily into the caves, at the hundreds of sleepers who couldn't hear him. "Do you hear me, you bastards?! You know my name! I know you remember me!" Tonic's voice echoed through the catacombs, and as the echo threw back a mocking '...remember me...remember me...remember me..., he burst into a mix of laughing and sobbing, knocking the back of his head against the wall he was leaning on.
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Maybe Rillian was a fool, it was quite likely given what he was about to try.

"...let them go."

He vaguely gestured with a hoof to the masses of sleeping ponies.

"They might not remember, but no matter what happens to you or us, we'll never forget what you've done. Anyways..."

He bounced between his hooves, reminding himself of the rhythm of his run.

"...end this suffering, or we will."

It might sound a little better if his voice wasn't still that of Eris...
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He still couldn't take his eyes off of the crystal...and he knew that somewhere behind the shimmering light it reflected something else couldn't take its eyes off of him either. Then again, it never took its eyes off of anyone down here.

"They just...wander around, ignoring me. I..." Tonic wiped the tears off his face and cleared his throat. "...attacked a few of them. Did them in real good. they right back up and returned to whatever they were doing. It's like I don't even exist...never existed at all."
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Rillian slowly started to advance towards Tonic, unsure of whether or not he would be noticed in any way. If he was though, he was prepared to jump back in an instant.
>> No. 40630265
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Wheaton was too dumbfounded by everything he had just seen to know what to really do as he followed the rest of the group into the depths of this forsaken place. He just looked about himself, bewildered by these "sleeping" ponies, and the illusions that he had just seen, turning back to check on Rillian every now and then, trying not to crumble beneath the feeling of dread and horror this place held. Why did he feel like the eyes of something unknowable were upon him? He reached out to one of the sleeping ponies and would put his hoof to him or her to see if he could get an idea of their state of being, trying to keep his mind focused on them.
>> No. 40631771
Having ducked under a low archway to witness the current events that unfolded, he could only listen. Listen to the words that were spoken. Listen, listen to the clip clop of hooves gentle in movement nearing the target. A boiling, overflowing need to simply level the place, wipe the crystal, and leave. But it'd be too easy, or too difficult. All he could do was merely sit, watching the show before him with a sharpened gaze. Close, so close. So close and he could taste it.

Just wait. Wait, wait, wait...
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Salsa was confused as to what just happened. He put two fingers on his temples and rubbed them. Then he saw the target and aim his shotgun at him. Salsa didn't care about this sob story. Tonic was the enemy and need to be taken down.
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ayy bump
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If you guys ever start another canon similar to Requiem, I would love to join it if you guys would have me. I've been reading along off and on for a couple years now, and I freakin love it :D
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>Pokes thread with a stick
Time of death: 12:32 am on 3/12/15
RIP in peace
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