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#1 Rori

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Posted 02 January 2014 - 02:11 PM

It's been too long.
Too long since I've smelt clean air, too long since I've seen trees, life, the horizon.
I risk my life every minute I live out here, trapped and resisting against the invading forces every minute I turn. I'm in danger, but I never could say I am not dangerous myself, with the results of my last few battles. I have lived in a world of fire and smoke, charring buildings, dead trees, non-existent "organic" life other than my own, and the hope to see the beautiful sunrise one morning without the threat of being...
Changed.


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Welcome back to the revival of AoM. Although this new version of the RP shares things like a similar name and plot, this roleplay has a different storyline, and other assorted things.
This revival is in memory of a great RP lead by swimchamp, so we can relive the interesting story again. Thanks for the RP idea swim. I'm sorry for before.

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Plot:
Something nopony ever expected, nor worried about.
Machines to become the master intelligence, to accelerate far beyond pony-hopes and dreams, able to update themselves by themselves. Completely independent, mindless killers.
And it wasn't our fault.... Well, at least not the public's fault. Some mad-pony scientists in a lab, that's who.
They thought magic was inferior to technology. Little did they know about either side. They hadn't discovered all there is yet to both magic and tech, but they had been certain that technology could take over.
And so it did. Magic blended with technology, those insensitive scientists made the ultimate killers... Indestructible... un-touchable....
We were sure to be dead.

Equestria ended up as a fresh wasteland, after these machines proceeded towards their goal, leaving barely any life to live on the planet's surface. All resistant forces up until then had been killed off, with the last of the elements to lay dormant with the others in a cyro-chamber storage, under the machine's supervision.
All ponies left were brainwashed and turned into Cybernauts, like a zombie hoard roaming the fresh wasteland of Equestria, free to hunt down the next pony victims.

They said the last of us were the only ones able to reset equestria to its former glory; together.

We just gotta find eachother and end this bloody war.

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Rules:
•follow RP rules sheet for RP forums
•general roleplay restrictions (no NSFW, gore/grim dark)
•shipping allowed. Keep details to a minimum
•violence allowed, but do not go and murder any other OCs without prior owner permission and permission from myself.
• NO OP

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Happy roleplaying!

Edited by sᴉɹƎ, 04 January 2014 - 09:17 PM.


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Posted 02 January 2014 - 03:03 PM

Name: Fleetfire Icaria

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Race: Pegasus.

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Specialty: Fleetfire was born with natural skills to survive harsh and unpredictable environments and, as such, her cutie-mark is a shaft of flame encompassed by two celestial wings to represent her will to survive. She is known to be a calm and collected pony at the best of times, though it is fit to mention that recently most times are not at their best. In moments where danger is fraught, Fleetfire is known to respond unpredictably to do what she must, her fear giving way to rage and sometimes the reverse. Fleetfire is known to carry several Encyclopaedic Writs around with her; she finds great use in all knowledge provided by the written word. From celestial dawn to lunar dusk, Fleetfire stays away from shelter if she can help it, preferring instead to explore her surroundings and seek new worlds hidden within her own. She keeps a journal of where her adventures take her day by day. Of late, they are not adventures as much as they are fearful endeavours to get enough food to survive the cold nights ahead.

 

The world in which Fleetfire currently finds herself is haunted by reminders of what is past and plagued by fears of what has yet to come. Dark weeds reach out from the cracks in the road set before her, in a bid to thwart her progress, but Fleetfire knows that her hooves are hardened by the road behind, so she is ready for what lies ahead. Ashes and ruin all but remain as a constant reminder that yesterday was lost to the machines. Tomorrow, she assures herself, will be won. 



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Posted 02 January 2014 - 03:31 PM

((Ooh, if Greeb is here...))

Name: High Orbit
Gender: Male
Race: Pegasus
Appearance: As profile picture entails. Orange mane, brown coat, red-fletched wingtips.

Personality: Quiet and calculative, Orbit tends to lag behind in a group, preferring his arcanotechnological parasprite as a companion than other living creatures, but more importantly, as a grim reminder of what he contributed to the Fall of ponykind as a pioneer of the new science. Distrustful of others and not fond of company, Orbit is most commonly seen glancing off into the distance, wondering if circumstances could have been different. He comes off as harsh and heavy-handed in speech, and usually does not speak at all, reserving it for long one-sided data entries with his companion.

He has unparalleled skills in the field of programming, analysing and magical protections and countermeasures, as well as a basic grasp of magical functions, but is physically comparatively weaker than most ponies. He walks with a slight limp, and the feathers on his left wing are scorched, leaving him incapable of conventional pegasi flight, but he ignores the disability, continuing on with the grim determination of one who knows he must die for what he did, but he isn't going to go down without bringing what he caused along with him.

Relying on his slight knowledge of the machines, having been one of the researchers pioneering the new branch of science, as well as his computer related skills, Orbit has managed to evade most of the direct encounters he has been set against, or at least survive them without fatal wounds. As such, he is inclined to mistrust other ponies, and them him, because of his companion and his apparent skill at deciphering the technology.

[Intro-short]
We should have known. I should have known. We saw the signs, saw what would happen if we went down this path. I should have seen. What befalls us as a species today is partly my burden to bear.

I should have died with my collegues when the AI ran rampant across the other facilities. I should have perished in the inferno that swept across Manehatten, one that melted the city into rubble, where the screams of the dead and dying rang out for days afterwards. I should have made a stand like the others, tried to stem the never ending tides of mechanical horrors with what they could, till their dying breath. I should have done something.

But what did I do? What did I do, in the face of this new threat?

I ran.

I ran away from it all.

I ran, leaving the people I once knew behind to die. I ran, leaving them to face what I had a hand in creating. I ran like the coward I was, afraid to face my sins.

But that was then.

No longer shall I let these abominations walk loose apon Equestria.

My time of hiding is past.

This ends here.

This ends now.

Edited by High Orbit, 02 January 2014 - 03:59 PM.


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Posted 02 January 2014 - 03:47 PM

I'll join in on this one.
 
 
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Specialty
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Her talent is kindling hope in ponies when times are tough. She also has sufficient knowledge of pony anatomy, taken from her father, a prestigious Trottingham doctor. Along with this knowledge she knows many of the herbs of Equestria well as her mother worked in medicine. Her cutie mark blends these knowledges together and reflects her personality and talent in a poetic way, with a blooming vine entwined around a pony's skull.
 
Personality
Potipah's strength lies in her deep understanding of other ponies' emotions. She is often more in touch with others than she is with herself and can develop intimate relationships with ease. In this way, she is easily able to soothe other ponies whether medicinally with a bunch of lavender, or with her words.
However, she faults when it comes to her own emotions. Like a flame, she can warm others, but can also cause destruction. If she is allowed to become angry, she'll not be careful and will use her natural earth pony strength.


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Posted 02 January 2014 - 05:02 PM

Name: Spark Thundervolt
Gender: Male
Race: Pegasus
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Speciality: Spark is a crack shot with a bow, it's his special talent. Because of his ranger training, he has managed to survive so long in the apocalyptic world.

Personality: He isn't the cheeriest in the bunch, but he will only give up on something when the odds are completely suicidal. He's A little shy, but when he starts to trust you, he will talk more. He's also not easily seduced by mares, he was too devastated from his marefriend's death to even consider SPARKing (hue) up a relationship with another mare that he'll meet on the road. Not to mention, he is a little dark, from all of the ponies that were close to him, dying in front of him.

Like the other Age of the machines, I want spark to be hard to ship with.

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Posted 02 January 2014 - 11:24 PM

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Onoes electron = deded?
Such emotion much mystery
Accepted

The roleplay will commence after I come back with a first post.
Unluckily I won't be exactly available to either.

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Posted 03 January 2014 - 04:08 AM

Smoke ticles my nose as I stare out into the shaded distance.
Loud sounds of heavy mechanical clanking rattles the landscape, confirming that the danger isn't over.
A high pitched whistling sound alerts my specialy adapted bat ears.
I leap out of the way, into the open, just as a missile lands at its proposed target.
I snap out a pair of guns with my wings as I slide along, mowing down anything in sight.
The mechanical clank makes a dull chinking sound as the bullets sent its surface, then, it starts stomping after me again.

Manehattan, home of the Cybernaut invasion.
Number one destination for daring devils, best quality experience.
I'm in it for the fun of it. But I hear there are supplies still here, and... ponies....
I ignore the weird tone to the word 'ponies'.
I haven't seen anyone ever since the invasion one month ago.
I roll into the closest building, starting my search.

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Posted 03 January 2014 - 11:46 AM

((I might join))



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Posted 03 January 2014 - 12:26 PM

((I might join))

((Cool, that would be nice))

((And incase you guys didn't see,
RP STARTED))

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Posted 03 January 2014 - 01:44 PM

((Wait, is this rp in first person? First person is a pain in the arse))

((Name: Monroe Parker
Gender: Male
Race: Earth pony
Appearance: Discoloured sandy fur, milky, tired eyes, short curly blonde mane. Missing several teeth, swollen gums. Constantly wears riot armour, armoured gas mask, and trench coat with none of body visible, unless he is inside a building.
Specialty: Despite his paranoia, schizophrenic behaviour, and general distortedness, Parker is a brilliant shot with most forms of ranged weaponry, especially revolvers, sniper rifles, and assault rifles. He can also figure out most gun mechanisms, where machines need to be hit to be killed, and is fairly good with repairing and hacking.
Personality: As mentioned before, Monroe is a confused person. He's paranoid, has a lack of vitamins, and at times seems to have another personality. Despite all this, if you are trusted by him, he can be extremely friendly and defensive, and even if you aren't he'll help you if you aren't a bad person.

Hey eris can my character at one point repair a really small machine and turn it into a buddy?))

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Posted 03 January 2014 - 02:47 PM

This is my form!

Name: Shimmerspeed

Gender: Mare

Race: (earth, unicorn, Pegasi,ect) (no alicorns) Pegasus

Appearance: (lengthy description or picture) Pale pink with darkish blue hair with two yellow streaks in and a red rose cutie mark representing love and friendship. Or my profile pic.

Specialty: (what skills does your pony have?)She is very loveable and friendly which can come in handy when in danger, she is an amazing flier. She is also very clever.

Personality: (what are they like?)very friendly, cheerful and studious

Is that okay?

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Posted 03 January 2014 - 03:00 PM

((First, second or third person is always a choice in RP. It's a matter of preference; I like third or second best. Tenses are also a choice, but I think we generally use past tense as it's easier to read, sometimes present.))

 

Potipah walked through the dry plain alone, occasionally stopping to eat if she spotted a patch of green. Since mechanical forces had seized Ponyville, her home, she had been living like this. A scavenger, travelling across the wide plains headed to Manehattan.

 

At times she would deny reality. She would wake in mornings thinking she was back at home with nothing to worry about other than politics or how blue the sky was. Such concerns were laughable now when so many of the ponies she had cared for had been changed.

 

Before the seizing of her home, she'd been working in an orphanage with fillies and colts whose parents were no longer in a position to care for their young. It had been the best time of her life. She had grown so intimate with these children and had developed friendships in such a short space of time that it seemed near impossible now that she was so far away from them. Seeing the smiles on their faces had brought purpose to her life, finding them shivering out in the cold then bringing them in, warming them with her heart.

 

They, among others had been taken.

 

It was slow at first. A single filly or colt would wander off, and come back twitching with sparks flowing from their wings, horn, hooves... Anywhere. They had to be cast out so the others would be saved. It felt like a bullet to her heart when she saw those lifeless eyes that she had once known so well, when she realised they were lost.

 

One night, a changed pony came to her home. She was bleary-eyed with tears from the departure of yet another filly, she hadn't noticed the menacing look in the pony's eyes. It was her most careless act to let him in and something she dared not forgive herself for, fearing she would repeat the action. By morning, they were all gone or dead.

 

Soon she realised the bleary eyes had come from the past to the present. The beige mare wiped away tears with her dusty hoof and pressed on through the plains, spotting Manehattan on the horizon. Her auburn mane was blown by the rolling winds as they swept across the dry land, picking up dust to create a low-lying sandstorm.

 

As she pressed on towards her destination, she wondered if there were any ponies there. It was unlikely they were all dead, she thought. Maybe she would join a group, maybe she would find love.

 

Maybe she would die.



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Posted 03 January 2014 - 03:39 PM

"Access code 74..." The orange-mane pegasus muttered, addressing the parasprite hovering beside him. "741132. Planetary Observation and Naval Intelligence satellite 27-dash-4. Let's see... what we have ahead of us today." The parasprite chirped in response, it's translucent wings gently pulsing with lines of code. The city lay ahead, a sprawling complex of toppled buildings and the ghosts of the dead.

His company's headquarters would have been here, he noted grimly. Not that there was work to do anymore. His employer and employees had died when the main power crystal detonated, in sync with the ones scattered around Manehattan, immolating those that dwelt within the metropolis within an instant.

The parasprite chirped again, waving a small square projection in front of him. He glanced at it, watching as it expanded into a blurry satellite view of the city. He sighed, patting the creature. "Good job, Muffins." It had taken him quite a while to locate a suitable satellite, as most of them were already dysfunctional, or... occupied.

Finding the beaming station had been worse.

Gravel crunched underfoot as the pegasus trotted on. It would be several more hours till he reached the city, but it would still be light, he judged. Not that light mattered much to them. Whatever they were. Whatever he had helped to create.

He glanced over at his companion, hovering gently across the pebbled ground. Muffins had been the precursor to this all, the first test. The first construct made of both magic and technology, what had been the cutting edge topic back then. It turned to him, chirping quizzically, noting the pegasus's troubled glance.

He shook his head, resuming his trot. He had saved it before the code went rampant, but at the cost of the lives of his co-workers. They had bought time, overriding the controls, rigging the city to be purged before the robots could escape.

They had failed to contain it, but Muffins had survived.

A relic of time, an ancient program by today's standards. A mere prototype that was cancelled and shut down, marked never to be reactivated.

And the key, Orbit thought, to ending this plague once and for all.

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Posted 03 January 2014 - 04:00 PM

Discordant and unrelenting, the in-ear alarm roused Fleetfire from sleep once again. She pulled the blasted thing out of her ear and dropped it on the floor in disgust. A carpet of books layered the floor of the crumbling building where she had spent the night. It was a once library, the shelves that had once housed the books were long since gone. Probably looted for firewood, Fleetfire mused, though she knew it was risky now, building fires or even thinking of doing anything with fire or heat at all. She scanned the room in sleepy perusal. Dust blanketed everything. There seemed to be more of it since what had happened had... happened. Fleetfire's ears flattened against her mane and her eyes squeezed shut, blocking out the ghostly mirages that entered her mind unbidden. A month had passed and still the nightmares came, waking her from one darkness and plunging her into another. There was no escape from the images of her family and friends as they screamed for her to save them, as they begged with wide frightened eyes for a swift, merciful death. But none came.

Fleetfire realized, after a time, that her breathing had quickened significantly and her hooves were cradling her head. She loosened her grip on herself, wiped the tears from her face, and got up from her sleeping-bag. Another anxiety attack. It seemed that they were getting worse every time. A miniscule reminder was all it took to trigger one, and lately it was happening routinely. What the hay's wrong with me? If I think of just one little thing, I spaz out. The fuck? Fleetfire's thoughts threatened to start her off again, so she willed herself to do something to forget what had just happened. She rolled up her sleeping bag, retrieved her in-ear alarm from the floor, and turned on the radio. A dissonant crackle filled the air, but unsurprisingly there was nought else to hear. Fleet twiddled the tuning dial, but still no other sounds emanated from the radio, other than the same old unrelenting hiss of feedback. She packed the radio away, along with her sleeping bag and other loose items, and stepped into the cool morning breeze.

Manehattan was unusually dead for the alleged hunting grounds it was said to be. Give it time, Fleetfire thought as she watched the sun crest the overhead wreck of a black skyscraper. The light warmed up the pillars of the library, throwing what was still discernible of its fine architecture into sharp relief. A truly remarkable old building in a time where few things of significance remained. At that moment, as Fleetfire admired the finesse of an age past, the familiar echo of gun-fire fell upon her ears. Her head spun around and she found herself crouching behind a burned-out automobile. It was quite disconcerting how often she would find herself doing something almost as if she had barely thought about it. Self-preservation, she presumed, that somehow kept her alive day in and out. With a short glance down both ends of the street, Fleetfire assured herself that the danger was either far off or just done off. Neither options helped hold her nerves, but she knew that staying in the same place would not aid in her survival for long. It was food she needed right now. Food and supplies.

With a decisive sigh of submission to will, Fleetfire gained her hoofing and trotted down the steps of the library and into the heart of the dead metropolis, uncomprehending of the red eyes that gazed out from the shadow of a large office-block. With deliberative stealth, it left the shadows and went hunting.


Edited by Gree™bster, 03 January 2014 - 04:10 PM.


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Posted 03 January 2014 - 11:39 PM

((Eris I saw you online earlier, pls reply to mah app pls))

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Posted 04 January 2014 - 12:13 PM

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((Accepted, and I guess so. But you either have to destroy/shut down/hack it))
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((Accepted))

((And sorry about the holdup blazer, I was planning to do it on my mac and then I got distracted by something important..))

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Posted 04 January 2014 - 12:16 PM

((eh don't worry about it, it's just time.

 

Also yeah the destroying/hacking/shutting down was basically what I meant))



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Posted 04 January 2014 - 02:47 PM

((Would you mind creating seperate threads for OOC chat and Apps? This thread is one of the messiest I've seen on the RP forums.))



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Posted 04 January 2014 - 08:32 PM

(( yay thanks! ))

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Posted 04 January 2014 - 08:49 PM

Shimmerspeed zoomed through the destroyed Trottingham, looking for any sign of life. She swiftly spotted a machine and hid in a cloud. She heard a humming begin her and recognised it as a flying robot. As fast as lightning she swooped down, grabbed a long metal wire hanging from a house, went back up to the flying bot and tied it to the cloud.
"Better get out of here before it laser beams it's way out." She thought to herself. She turned around to see the robot using a magical laser beam on the wire. She flapped her wings as hard as she could and zoomed out of the former Trottingham leaving a trail of blue ( with two yellow streaks ) coloured smoke.

She flew on until she thought she was safe. When she landed, she noticed a broken and burnt sign. She just about made out 'Manehattan'.
"I should head there, maybe there is life there!"
She got out her map out of her saddlebag and made sure it was pointing the right way, she didn't want to end up in a robot base or something.

Edited by roserocks01, 04 January 2014 - 09:12 PM.


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Posted 04 January 2014 - 09:46 PM

((You wouldn't be able to reach Manehattan from Trottingham that quickly. Potipah's been walking there from Ponyville practically since the beginning of all of this. Trottingham is further away, even when flying it would take up to a week to get there.))



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Posted 04 January 2014 - 09:58 PM

(( Shimmerspeed hasn't reached Manehattan yet, she has just seen a sign for it. She is going to be flying for days ))

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Posted 04 January 2014 - 11:19 PM

((Couldn't you just have her be already in Manehattan? Or have already flown there?))



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Posted 05 January 2014 - 12:22 AM

((This does not concern you. I am blonde.))

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Posted 05 January 2014 - 12:23 AM

((Post in the Apps thread please c: ))



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Posted 05 January 2014 - 12:32 AM

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Posted 05 January 2014 - 12:35 AM

A black and brown clad figure strided through the remains of some kind of shopping center, a place where he was the only thing the moved. He should've been concerned about the turned, but this area of town was "purged" and the turned seemed to just stand in one place and turn side to side to look for other ponies to change.

This was kind of a good thing. His armor made him resemble a robot somewhat, and none-patrolling cyborgs were much better than patrolling ones.

Still the armor only fooled robots from a distance. Up close they could hear the breathing, and see the natural movement.

He rummaged through some shelves, throwing useful items into packs hidden in his trench coat. When he reached the cash register, he started pulling money out, it was probably still used in towns.

A familiar voice popped into his head "Monroe. What are you doing?"

Monroe didn't look around "collecting stuff"

"you're stealing from the dead" the voice replied "soon you'll be greedy, just like the old man"

"no, I'm not. Stop trying to guilt trip me"

The voices were lower than whispers. The larger robots could send signals to turned ponies, and the turned ponies were a threat if they grouped up. The larger robots were almost easier to kill, you just had to hit them in the right place, or with lots of bullets. Turned didn't have right places. There were more of them. Some had weapons. And they could blend into ponies as long as they were advanced.

Walking into another store in the center, it said gunstore outside it, but most of the weapons had been removed, along with lots of ammo. Monroe slid over the countertop. There was a safe behind it, with a slide code. Monroe pondered for a moment. He tried 1111. The safe opened, and inside was a lever action shotgun, along with some shells. Old, but hell, equestrian rangers still used bows for some stupid reason, a lever action shotgun was certain better than that.

He took the shotgun, slid it to his flank, and proceeded to walk up to the glass near the store, around the atrium in the center. Some turned resided in it. He questioned whether to risk his life, but then a different voice entered his head.

"do it! Do it! They're dumb zombie robots! What can they do to you? You have a revolver, hunting rifle, and now you have a lever action shotgun!"

This thought... Rallied Monroe. He felt more violent, aggressive. Like he could kick ass.

This required some planning.

He sat down, careful thinking how he could take them down. One was armed with some type of Magitek weapon, one had a saddle mounted weapon, and the others had blades. Most of these were intended to incapacitate him, not kill him. You couldn't turn dead all that well.

He took aim with the hunting rifle, firing off a bullet into the one with the Magitek weapon's head.

Remarkably, it completely shattered most of it's head. Maybe it was one they'd been to rough with capturing.

He then leapt down onto the one with the saddle gun's back before it could start firing. He whipped out the shotgun, and blasted it's head apart. Silicone, grey matter, and blood splattered the floor.

"SUP BITCHES, I'M HERE TO RUIN SOMEBODY'S DAY!" he shouted, kind of stupidly as he blasted another robot, then started firing off his revolver.

There wasnt many turned, and he took out the dangerous enemies first, so after a few minutes, all the robots were at the very least disabled. He had no interest in the blades or saddle weapon, but the Magitek one looked good.

He grabbed it, then hid inside another store, and sat down.

He'd been awake far to long.

((yeah it's a lot less interesting than the other posts))

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Posted 05 January 2014 - 02:42 AM

A cloaked figure stood on the edge of a forest near the city of Manehattan. Although, nothing that would happen to be passing by would make him out as a pony. He was wearing a dense cloak, that seemed to blend with everything around him.

Spark, why do you always need to wear that thing even when you aren't working?

A small grin spread across Spark's face as he remembered how Alyss would always pester him about the cloak. The grin was soon replaced by a frown though. Alyss had been Spark's marefriend before the the world went to shit, key words: had been. When Canterlot was attacked, and the city was close to being completely obliterated, Spark had found Alyss's body, she was attacked by multiple machines, she hadn't stood a chance.

A stray tear streamed down Spark's cheek, he wiped it off and sighed, taking flight and heading for Manehattan.

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Posted 05 January 2014 - 11:24 AM

Shimmerspeed flew on, keeping hold of her saddlebag to make sure it wasn't falling off and nothing falling out. She saw buildings in the horizon and knew she was almost there.
"It didn't take as long as I thought!" She zoomed into Manehattan, leaving a trail of blue and yellow smoke behind her. She landed on top of a building and looked down, searching for life. She got out her map and looked at how many towns or cities she had left to search. She had been to Canterlot, Baltimare and Trottingham. She had found life in Balitmare but it was soon killed or turned.

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Posted 05 January 2014 - 05:43 PM

The road leading to Manehattan was pretty beat up, and there wasn't a single pony to be seen. Except for one. She quietly walked down the road. Manehattan... It's there's supposed to be others here... Sweat dripped down onto her forehead. It was a long, long journey from Appleoosa.
The mare finally made it into the city. Find necessary supplies... and survivers. her bleach blonde man was scraggled and messy. Around one of her legs she tied a piece of brown cloth. It was from her younger brother before the machines got to him. On her back was a small saddle bag filled with some food, but she didn't have water left. An empty canteen. Crap! She started to get furious. Why!? Ugh to avoid attracting attention she found an abandoned building that looked safe.
In her hoof she a bore a lead pipe; her only weapon. In the building it smelled like wood shavings and something moist. Better check this place out. She pulled her lead pipe above her head and made sure she was ready for the machines, if they were going to attack.
After a little bit of searching she began to get tired. There's only one room left. I'll just go there. Ella put one hoof on the door handle and held the pipe in her hand with the other. At the sight of what layed inside her room she started to tear up. You... Angry memories, sad memories started racing in the back of her mind. In the room there was one of the machines, but someone had gotten to it before her. It lay on the ground with chords and electrical wires protruding out of it. The mare picked up her lead pipe and smashed the robot again and again. Over and over until she didn't have the strength to. For the barn... She smashed the robot harder with the pipe. ...For Appleoosa, for my brother... More sons came from her as she tried to suppress the memory of her brother. ...and for me, Ella Rose. The pipe dug into the robot and sparks shot out of it.
That was Ella Rose.
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Posted 05 January 2014 - 07:43 PM

Spark was atop a small building in Manehattan, he stood on the ledge of it, looking down.

I could end it. Right now. It could all be over if I just stepped forward. Maybe I should... Yeah...

Spark's front right hoof moved forward slowly, he closed his eyes and leapt off of the ledge.

After a few seconds of free falling, Spark opened his eyes and wings and chuckled slightly to himself.

He landed in a smal alleyway, and sat up against a wall, thinking about what he was going to do.

Weapons, food, shelter, survivors... Need to find survivors...

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Posted 05 January 2014 - 08:26 PM

After a few moments curled up in a ball trying to rest, Ella got her things and started back outside. I need to find other ponies... They'll know what to do She went back outside and drew out her lead pipe.
The town seemed to have an creepy feel to it. "Anyone there?" She hissed. Her grip tightened on the pipe. "I have some food..."
C'mon think Ella. You need allies

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Posted 05 January 2014 - 08:42 PM

As Shimmerspeed looked down at the mighty city that had been taken over, she thought of her friends, her parents and relatives, her younger brother, her stallion-friend and all the ponies she had ever known. They had all been turned, she had done her best to save them. She had failed. She took off her saddlebag and fumbled around for something. She found the slightly burned picture of her parents standing with her and her brother, taken just months before the machines destroyed everything. She turned it over and read the message her mother had written in those last few days left of her existence. Shimmerspeed had read it thousands of times but she needed some reassurance.
It said-
My dear Shimmerspeed,
I know that in the future I will be gone and you will be alone, but don't fear. I know you are brave, fearless, loving and friendly. You will not be alone forever! You will meet new friends who I bet will help you through thick and thin and they will comfort you in any moments of doubt. Also, keep up the spectacular flying and fighting practice, you are getting very good!
Love from your Mother, Pure Silver.

Shimmerspeed let a small tear escape from her eye as she stared at the photo. Her mother was always a beautiful unicorn and her father a majestic pegasus. She giggled at her younger brother who was smiling a fake smile, trying to resist kicking her. He was a hyper pegasus who couldn't keep still for 10 seconds. Shimmerspeed put the photo back in her saddlebag and wiped away the tear. She would fight this war until all was over. She would let all the anger and pain of losing her closest friends and family out on the robots and make sure that if she found any survivors, they would live to see the day that this was over.

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 12:49 AM

In the shadow of the giants, Fleetfire walked. Broken glass and rubble crunched underhoof, alarmingly deafening in the sea of silence. Ahead of her, an entire street was blocked by the debris from a partially collapsed skyscraper. Her eyes scanned the way ahead for some way to the other side. To the left of the rubble, Fleetfire saw a corroded metal doorframe still intact with its designated building. Maybe there she could find a way through. Pushing aside the remains of a battered office desk, Fleetfire crawled head-first through the doorframe and pushed herself through. Inside, the building was dark and hazy with the dust she had kicked up trying to get in. Fleetfire pushed herself down the slide of rubble and got to her feet cautiously, her ears poised for any sound other than her own breathing.

Water dripped from the ceiling sporadically, the stagnant puddle that had collected had turned the marble flooring a sickening green. The sound was a welcome one to Fleetfire's ears. She pulled her canteen off its clip and filled it with the water and, when she had enough, dropped her purifier in. The purifier, as she called it, was a small metal orb filled with miniscule holes. Originally used in Manehattan taps to keep the water clean. Inside the metal cage was a nano-singularity, a microscopic bot designed to destroy matter of or smaller than its own scale, besides water of course. Crafty, Fleetfire mused to herself as shewatched the water start to bubble slightly. Satisfied, she clipped her canteen back onto her pack and resumed her slow and wary progress through the building.

Unbeknownst to Fleetfire, her would-be hunter slid silently into the building the same way she had accessed it. Not a single speck of dust was disturbed. The only sound to break the silence was the barely perceptible sound of metal on marble.

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 12:51 AM

((is someone gonna, like, interact with someone else soon?))

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 01:16 AM

((Yeah, I'll start))
There were shouts and echoing footsteps coming from outside and inside the building.
Eris could hear a slight clack clack sound down the other side of the building she was in, and an eerie quiet followed by silent sound which related to hoof-steps.
Outside, she could hear some pony's voice calling out for something to come out.
Then, she knew she wasn't alone.
prisoners? Or the changed...
Either way, she suspected the presence of danger.
Eris crawls out of the building, trying to keep quiet. Outside, she saw a pink and blond pony with their back to her. They were holding a lead pipe, poised to hit when needed. She turns and looks straight ahead of herself, and sees a red light staring off at the pony.
only chance.
She flicks one of her guns out again, and fires a shot straight at the eye. Since the glass was not enchanted, it sliced cleanly through it with enough force to take out the red light. It lifts up, a loud computerised moan erupting from it, deafening her and everyone else for metres. It chomps forward, smashing through the rubble of the buildings, trying to search for the attacker. It lifts a turret up, and shoots a missile at the place Eris had just jumped from.
She runs, her wings scolded a bit by the fire of the erupting missile, the robot hearing her and following. As far as she knew, she had to hack it or destroy its (open) circuit board to kill it. The glass was the only vulnerable part other than the extremely dangerous leap to open up the hatch on its back.
It chases after her, and her only hope is to take on the pink pony as an allie.
"Run!" She shouts at her, signalling that another missile was coming. It's shot runs metres away from them, rattling the following landscape.

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 01:49 AM

"I...I..." Ella glanced at the robot then back at the Pegasus. It's been so long since she's seen another pony... Or living thing for that matter. You need to help her... She might be an ally.
Trying her best not to be seen she ran behind a toppled building. "What can I do to help?" Ella shouted at the other mare.

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 02:41 AM

The sudden shouts alerted Spark, who was still in the alley.  He peeked his head out to see two figures, one a batpony, the other looked like an earth pony, running from a robot.  He quickly unslung the bow from his back and picked an arrow out of the quiver, placing it on the bowstring.  He flew up and out of the alley, Spark took in a half breath, then released the arrow.  It hissed through the air and hit the robot's eye, which looked like it had already been taken out. The robot was distracted from the others now, and Spark was its next target.

 

((How exactly do you kill them?))



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Posted 06 January 2014 - 02:47 AM

((Before I used to be the eye... And then they died, but idk.))
Ella noticed that there was another pony, who was cloaked and it was hard to make out their race or gander. "There's more ponies!?" She didn't mean to say that aloud, but it slipped out anyway.
The robot seemed to focus on the shadowy pony, so Ella swiftly made her way to the machine. She jumped up and smashed the lead pipe into on of the robots legs. As it began to lose it balance she hit it again before she retreated back to the other ponies.

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 07:00 AM

Gunfire, Orbit thought grimly as he continued his slow trot through the rubble-strewn streets. A conventional weapon out here, but ineffective against the machines, unless...

A robotic howl echoed through the city, dislodging plaster and echoing through the city blocks, the deserted buildings only helping to amplify the shrieks. ...Unless that, Orbit mused. It would get pretty intresting soon, if that call was what it sounded like.

A soft crunch of gravel behind him, the sound of cobblestones being stepped on. An unconspicuous sound, had he been living back in the old days. But here, in the so-called "Hunting Grounds"...

Orbit tapped his hoof once, turning it at a slight angle. Gears clicked, the shoddily-assembled mechanism triggering and beginning to hum. It was not much of a weapon, Orbit had noted, but that was not it's purpose.

Muffins chirped, the parasprite syncing it's stable flight to his hoof, hovering up and down as Orbit continued his slow, deliberate trot. He tapped his hoof again, as if stretching it, feeling the gears click again. Not long now...

He took another step forward, hearing the faint crunch almost directly behind him. They would aim to cripple, if that was a typical robot. It would be all the better for co-opting into the horde that already roamed the streets of cities worldwide.

Muffins began to spin, balancing it's crystalline wings in an X as the parasprite's mechanical gyroscope handed control to Orbit's device.

Orbit smiled, adressing the figure that was surely but a few steps away by now. "I never aim to cripple."

He spun around, sinking the para-sawblade into the creature behind him, feeling bones shatter and metal tear as Muffins copied his every move, the parasprite acting as though it was welded to his hoof.

The creature, now revealed to be one of the turned, fell to the ground, twitching, it's mechanical red eyes fading into the perpetual gloom of the city, massive rents torn into it, revealing both organic matter, and cold dark steel.

Orbit disengaged the device, turning towards where the gunfire had come from.

"I aim to kill."

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 07:43 AM

The sound of gunfire woke Monroe up with a start. Now normally, he wouldn't have jumped as high up as he did, but this was the dead zone, the big empty, he was probably the only one here. 

 

The sound of a pony jumping up had indicated to the scanner bot in the room that someone was here.

 

Monroe didn't move, and he carefully reached for a weapon. He pulled it out, and shot the robot with it.

 

Wait, bullets didn't glow blue and make electrical sounds...

 

Oh crap. He'd fired off the energy weapon. He would have no idea what it would do -

 

Oh, it just disabled the bot. Hmm. That was lucky. He slowly walked over to it, and opened the back, revealing some circuits. He quickly unscrewed the central processor, placed it in his pocket, then removed some more parts and tossed it on the floor. Until he could make one work for him, they didn't matter.



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Posted 06 January 2014 - 10:47 AM

((Robots will die from brute force, destroying its eye will work, when it is concentrating its energy on its turrets and legs. A critical blow would be something hard and long enough like a metal rod stabbed through its back.))
((Hint hint))

Eris rolls to the ground, her wings making an agonising pain, and her balance was off enough to pull her down.
"I don't need help..." She says, wincing at her wings.
From behind her, the robot turns its attention to something else.
yeah, I totally screwed his senses. Back turned? Time for revenge.
Instead, it was trying to locate a shadowy figure ahead of it, in the air. The robot had a arrow sticking out from its eye.
Damn it! Doesn't he know when to shoot?
It's not like you shot a robot at the wrong time...
Hey, that was to take out its eye so it couldn't find us. And for fun too!
Right...

"Get it while its moving. And pack some force into that arrow!" She shouts at the figure in the air.
Back to the mare, she shouts "ram that pipe into its back, kill it, now"
She falls back to the ground, and as dazed as she was, falls unconscious.
She'd gone without clean water for days, had travelled far distances and been stressed too much. To top it off, she's defying her own nature, by not being nocturnal, and getting barely any sleep.

((Guys, I won't be available for a few days. Pretend I'm out cold the whole time I'm gone.))

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 03:40 PM

Shimmerspeed couldn't see any survivors or life from the top of the building so she flew off and around in circles, building up speed to leave the blue and yellow smoke behind her. Any survivors would see it and know that she was there, she could really use some allies as her mother wrote. Finally, she started to see smoke when she turned around so she wrote a message in the sky saying, I am alive!

When it was done? She slowed down and hovered below the sky message.
"I hope there is some pony out there."

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 04:26 PM

((and then she gets shot by a machine...))



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Posted 06 January 2014 - 05:50 PM

(( no! She'll just tie em up like she did in my first post ))

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 05:53 PM

((you do realise some of the machines are mechs, right?

You can't tie a mech up))

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 06:29 PM

(( I just needed a way to get the other ponies attentions ))

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 10:45 PM

((You do know that we're not the only ones with eyes here...))

Orbit glanced at the sky with disbelief, then with horror, still trotting towards the source of the gunfire. It had quietened down since, but now...

He glanced towards Muffins, who handed him the satelite controls. Please let there not be a third signal... anything but a third signal...

What was that pony thinking?! In the wastes, that would be only a slight risk, but here, amongst the ruins of Ground Zero...

The projection beeped, three lines of code appearing in small letters. Three outbound messages. Orbit's heart sank. What have you done...

One from the cloud, one from the gunfire, and one apparently from a disabled robot somewhere in a building. Three signals, Orbit thought grimly, increasing his pace. Triangulation. They knew where to look now.

Metal screeched as two Turned ran past, heading for the cloud, armed with long-range weapons. One fell, as Orbit took a swing with the sawblade, skittering to a juddering halt, headless.

He sighed. "Lad, lass, whoever you are, I hope you got what you were lookig for." he changed into a full blown gallop, caring less about the noise he made. It didn't matter now. "Cause we're all going to have some new 'friends' to deal with now..."

The nearby building shuddered as an ancient anti-airship gun came to life, reanimating with the help of old trigger-runes and newer technology. It's barrel glowed with a blue light, which was quickly met by several others across the city.

Orbit ran on, glancing at the small line on the broadcasting end of the satelite controls.

[Manehatten Defense Grid: Online]

Things were about to get messy.

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Posted 06 January 2014 - 11:57 PM

Ella felt adrenaline overwhelming her as she jumped up and smashed the lead pipe into the back of the machine and it came out the other side. The robot fell down with a loud thud. Finally...
She dusted herself off and turned around to see the shadowy figure. "Hey... Uhm I come in peace... We should... Do you want to... Nevermind." The bag pony who saved her was still on the ground. Crap. Please be alive. Ella trotted over to her and checked her pulse. Good she's alive. She looks like she needs water, though. Not feeling safe out in the rode, she dragged the bat pony over to the alley where the cloaked pony stood. After a few moments of her hestiating she finally decided to break the silence. "Hey, thanks for what you did back there."

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 05:20 AM

Spark pulled the cowl farther over his face as he replied to the mare. "All I did was shoot an arrow at it. But, it was my pleasure," he said, with a light, somewhat mocking bow. "And if you were going to ask me if I wanted to join your little group with that bat pony, then yes, I will."

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 06:26 AM

((I'll post now then...))

 

Storm, unsure of what happened the night before finds him self in the sewer waking up to a dead pony laying next to him "GAH!" Storm gets up quickly remember where he was "Right... Almost got killed cause of you..." Storm kicks the body off to the side walking over to a door and attempts to open it witch its lock "Of course it is..." Storm picks up a crowbar that was in the corner of the room "Right... how else would you kill somepony without a gun?" Storm notices movement and points the crowbar at the body. "YOUR ALIVE!?" the body clumsy gets up pointing a gun at him "YO HIT ME WIT A C-C" The pony coughs up blood and looks at Storm "c-crow b-b bar..." Storm slams the crowbar into the ponies head knocking the pony dead... or unconscious Storm takes and examins the gun, it is empty "FUCK!" Storm whips the gun across the room. Storm then remembers he had a crowbar.

 

"Sometimes... just sometimes! I wish I had died..." Storm pries open the door the smell of blood and smoke hits his nose like a softball. Storm makes his way down the sewer to a ladder and flies up to the opening. Storm peaks his head out not seeing any activity he climbs out. "Well then... I'm having one of those moments where I just have to find sompony to trust so... what harm could it do?" Storm looks around "HELLO!?" Storm listens for another voice thinking he won't here one.

 

((Storm is in Manehatten somewhere so... if you would like you are free to go look for him.))



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Posted 07 January 2014 - 06:49 AM

Orbit didn't notice the pony that had seemingly crawled out from the sewers untill it was too late.

He ran right into it, losing his balance and tripping, ending up sprawled on the ground quite some distance away. He growled. That was a stupid mistake. If it had been some more advanced bot, he would have been dead. But because it was not...

He got up, back facing the pony, engaging Muffin's saw once again. His collision had probably stunned it, but one could never be sure.

Muffins hummed, and Orbit span round, swinging the saw in a wide arc.

The first of the anti-airship guns fired a three round magical blast, causing a minature shockwave that rattled the nearby buildings. A test round. If that Pegasus had any sense of fear, he or she would get out, now. Manehatten's defense system was not fond of misreading it's targets.

Orbit froze, halting Muffin's deadly advance.

Himself, on the other hand...

The saw stopped inches away from the pony's exposed neck.

He stared at the stallion's eyes, still stunned from the collision. No metal glint. He was a true pony, all right. That had been close.

He flicked his hoof, stopping Muffin's rapid rotation. The parasprite chirped, returning to perch on Orbit's head. It eyed the stallion suspiciously.

"You're not one of them," Orbit said, questioningly. He placed his hoof back down."Are you?"

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 07:17 AM

Storm looks at the pony then the saw pointed at his neck not saying any thing but keeping a stern look into the ponies eyes and gripping his crowbar tighter. The pony then put the weapon away on his... head? "Do I look like a robot to you!?" Storm growls "Bravo Storm the first 5 seconds of waking up you almost die..." Storm points the crowbar at the pony "And you keep that... thing... away from me!" blood drips off of the crowbar as Storm lowers it. "I don't even know if I can trust you... last pony I trusted ended up dead because she tricked me into... you know what, just tell me were I am exactly...? Storm sighs trying not to get angry over this.



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Posted 07 January 2014 - 10:36 AM

Orbit glanced at the parasprite, pointing to a nearby rock. Muffins hopped over to it, chirping in response to the command. He would watch the area, for now.

Orbit returned his gaze to the stallion standing before him. "You might not, but with these machines constantly evolving, you never know."

He looked at the crowbar, still fresh with blood. So, this pony had in fact gotten a kill down there, which made it all the more dangerous.

Muffins chirped again, sending a little notification to Orbit, who regarded it as it hovered by his side. The system was almost done initializing. The fireworks would start soon.

"Also," Orbit added, turning to leave, "Don't trust me. Trust in the fact that I could have ended your life back then if I wanted to, but I didn't."

He broke into a slow trot, resuming his previous direction.

"Welcome to Manehattan."

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 10:50 AM

Storm blinks in confusion "Manehattan...?" Storm notices the pony leaving "H-hey wait up!" Storm begins to follow the pony "Even I have to admit going alone is a bad idea... however, you have that... thing... but I for some reason feel the need to..." Storm blinks "I'm just asking for death aren't I? dude listen to your self you sound like a gay dude who just found love at a first sight." Storm suddenly smacks himself in the face forgetting he wasn't alone "Um..." Storm sighs "Look I've been through a lot and I might be a little loco at the moment... but It is in my most honest of opinions we stick together..." Storm blinks not saying anything else "I... What the hell am I doing?"



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Posted 07 January 2014 - 03:16 PM

Well excuse me Mr.Sassypants! Ella cleared her throat and extended one hoof out. "I'm Ella Rose. Earth pony." She focused on her own hoof instead of the stallions face. When she did finally decide to look up, the mare noticed that he seemed quite fit... A strong Pegasus. He'll be useful, so as much as he is a bitch we still need him.
"Look I have enough food for a few days, but I really think we should find and abandoned building to set up as our 'base' and we need water. Really need water. Bat Pony over there looks dehydrated."

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 03:40 PM

Orbit walked on, only increasing his pace. "Follow me if you wish." he said, not turning around, "We have to shut down one of the transmitters. It's the only way to delay the city's defense mechanisms."

Not that it would make any sense to anyone but him, Orbit thought. Few cared much about actually monitoring the dormant systems, and instead of focusing on the overall picture. That in itself was a major contribution to why the city was lost in the first place.

"Manehattan. I assume you're aware that this is where it all started?" Orbit said, elaborating on his earlier cryptic statement.

He didn't bother to wait for a response. "Somewhere deep under the city lies a Maneframe, a supercomputer once assigned to act as the city's guardian. When the robots escaped, our first thought was to use it against the tide, but we miscalculated."

A fatal error in the programming, a back door. The city effectively killed itself once the robots took a hold.

Orbit continued. "Long story short, it's coming back to life, now that we've managed to broadcast three signals to the nearby satelites."

He engaged the sawblade, still not slowing down his pace. "Triangulation. It's why no-one comes out of the Hunting Grounds alive."

He stopped abruptly, glancing across the street. The gunfire had come from the opposite block, but it was strangely quiet now.

Orbit raised his hoof, lifting the saw into a ready position. Metallic sounds came from the rubble opposite, followed by a disjointed metal leg.

"I'm headed right for one of the transmitters. If we're lucky, the ponies that caused it may still be alive." he muttered, watching the rubble warily. "If not, then at least they'll be spared the hordes that are coming right to them."

He looked behind him, at the stallion that was still tagging along. "You're still here." he said matter-of-factly. "Good. You're going to have to fight alongside me in this one."

Three turned rose from the debris, accompanied by a sentry, all armed with menancing-looking melée weapons. Two were older models, Orbit noted, meaning they would be less of a challenge, but the rest...

Orbit raised the saw, taunting them. "Cmere, cupcakes."

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 04:00 PM

Rather unerringly, Fleetfire's hoofsteps echoed. Her eyes swivelled from left to right and back again in caution, her breathing came in quick and shallow gasps. The corridor ahead was damp and dark, moss crept down from the ceiling and hugged the grey walls. The moss looked enticing, but Fleetfire knew it was anything but edible, she had learned that the hard way. A cool breeze rattled its way down the corridor, through a small gap in the door at the end. That must be the way out, Fleetfire thought. Her steps quickened in eagerness to reach the outside world once more, but something made her heart lurch in fear. Even though the sound of her own hoofsteps had quickened, the dissonant "echo" did not. Instantly Fleetfire knew that she was being followed. In preparation for what was to come, she pulled her crossbow from its holster and silently clicked a bolt into the shaft, her speed quickening all the while. From behind, there came the sound of metallic feet on tiles. Whatever it was, it was chasing her! Fleetfire burst through the door at the end of the corridor and found herself bathed in rays of sunlight.

 

For a moment, she stood at the doorway, slightly dazed by the sudden change of environment. But then she remembered, just as the clash of metal grew uncomfortably close. She twisted her body out of the way just in time; a pegasus barrelled through the space where she had just been standing and crashed into the building across the street. Swallowing nervously, Fleetfire walked over to the unmoving creature with growing dread. It appeared to be unconscious. Fleetfire laughed nervously, in a pathetic attempt to soothe her fluttering heart. Unconscious? If such a thing was even possible with these monsters. Her own thoughts kept her suspicions fresh as she poked the unmoving cybernaut with the end of her crossbow. The only organic part of the pony that still existed was the head itself, though not much of that had been spared either. Fleetfire gazed into the red lights that were the pegasus' eyes, sickened by what she saw. As she looked on, she began to realize something, and as that realization came to be, she slowly started to back away from the cybernautic pegasus. Its eyes still burned a fierce red, and that to Fleetfire suggested it was alive enough to still tear her to pieces if it so chose to. Breaking her lapse in concentration, Fleetfire raised the crossbow to align the shot with the cybernaut's head and placed her hoof on the trigger in readiness to fire. It was at that moment that the cybernaut moved, pulling itself to its feet and turning to face Fleetfire who at this point was firing her first shot. Disappointingly enough, her first shot bounced off the protective frame encapsulating the pony's head, the bolt hitting the ground some twenty hooves away.

 

With a snarl, Fleetfire reloaded in haste, cantering in a circle around the cybernaut as she did. The cybernaut chittered an unintelligible string of gibberish and proceeded to fire an explosive rocket from a hatch on its shoulder. At the same time, it swung one huge metal foreleg around and released a hail of small metal shotgun bearings in its wake. Fleetfire gasped as several of the small metal bearings got a bit too close for comfort, one actually grazed her back as she galloped for safety. An explosion rattled her skull as the small rocket took apart the front of a shop behind her, and she was showered with hot shards of broken glass and even hotter clumps of smashed rubble. She yelled in pain and shook the debris from herself and, in a moment of anger, stood up and fired another bolt at the cybernaut. The bolt  lodged itself into the cybernauts' left knee-cap, causing a hot shower of sparks to shower out from the stretched circuitry. It roared in anger and as it did, a rocket sped out of its mouth and hit the ground in front of Fleetfire. The resulting force of the explosion pushed her back from the cybernaut and into a half-blasted wall where she stopped and spat out a string of blood. Her ears rang and she could not hear a sound besides that. Tentatively, she lifted a hoof to her left ear and felt something warm and wet; the explosion had popped her eardrums, temporarily deafening her. Not only that, but at this point she felt a dozen or so cuts or scratches all over her body. She gritted her teeth in annoyance, now this had gone too far. But even as she loaded her bow with one particularly large bolt designed to explode on impact, Fleetfire saw the cybernaut approach through the cloud of dust. She looked at her crossbow in silent prayer, slid the bolt back till it clicked, and lined up her sight with the cybernauts' head. 

 

As the cybernaut came to stand before Fleetfire, she smiled innocently at the creature and loosed the bolt into its head. The cybernaut was blown to smithereens. The resulting mess was, to Fleetfire's finding, overly satisfying. With a frown, she wiped a bit of what appeared to be grey matter from her cheek and flicked it onto the ground. "In this day and age, you can't go about losing your head," she muttered, knowing full well that what she had just said was a terrible pun. With a breath of relief that her fight was over, she attempted to move away from the wall where she had been thrown. At that moment, a sharp pain emanated from her shoulder, and she saw the long metal wall bracket that was... going straight through it. At that moment, Fleetfire was filled with dread. The wall bracket not only was far extended from the concrete walling that it was attached to, but it was also twisted upwards. She had no hope of escaping this situation, unless she amputated her foreleg, which she did not fancy. Besides, she had not the tools nor the time judging by the pool of blood that was rapidly collecting around her hind-hooves. She realized that the pain was not at all that bad, and then she clenched her shoulder muscle in the self-consciousness she had brought upon herself. She screamed in agony as blood squirted from her shoulder, showering her face as she stared on in pain and horror. The street echoed with her screams. A thought occurred to her amidst the haze of pain and blood, someone or something must surely have heard her screams. She was trapped, dying and now she had probably alerted all the cybernautic hunters in the city to her presence, if not the actual machines themselves. 

 

This day had turned out to be some funeral, she mused in a form self-deprecating humour. Her eyes closed against the pain.

 

((Now one of you guys get to save me and patch me up. My hero/heroine!)



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Posted 07 January 2014 - 04:12 PM

((Orbit's the only one with a sawblade... But he's rather occupied at the moment... We shall see.))

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 05:07 PM

Shimmerspeed cleared away her sky message after a while and flew over the city in search of life. Surprisingly, not a single machine had noticed it.
"This city is quiet. Too quiet for my liking."
She suddenly got the feeling that she was being watched or followed. She spun around in the air to see a turned pegasus flying towards her. Shimmerspeed bolted downwards, snapping her wings to her sides. At the last second she opened them, the sudden flight caused a short puff of blue and yellow smoke as she changed direction. She flew a few metres above the ground, dodging buildings and rubble. She quickly looked round to see the turned pegasus crashing into the ground as it wasn't expecting the sudden flight. She heard a metallic pang and the unforgettable noise of a pony's neck breaking. Shimmerspeed landed and walked slowly towards the pony. It's eyes flashed red for a moment before turning off.
She looked at the cutie mark, a flower. It must have been a Manehattan gardener. Shimmerspeed reached in her saddlebag and found a brown, dead leaf she had found in a burnt garden back in Trottingham and laid it on the dead pony's eyes. Shimmerspeed only acted respectable for turned ponies. The actual machines themselves, she didn't care if they were killed.

She walked away and searched houses and buildings for survivors.
(( if anypony wants to bump into her you can ))

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 05:46 PM

The sound of the cannons had rattled through the shopping center.

Monroe hated the sound of those things. No, he hated everything about them.

In all of his years in the Manehatten defense force, each one had been a million bit investment, and each lowered his pay by 10% for at least a month. They never got used, why? Because airships make terrible attacking vessels, and pegasi can just be shot.

A single shot of those piece of shit devices would disintegrate a pony, sure. But that was unbelievable impractical.

The fact that they were on meant the robo lord thingiemajig was on, and that didn't really intimidate him in the slightest. The thing was practically useless in this scenario, and the cannons were flat fucking useless.

Unless...

Lightbulb. They wouldn't be useless against robots!

This was great!

The robo lord just sealed it's own fate!

Well okay, the above ground robots certainly wouldnt be working after it was reprogrammed.

He started running down a corridor.

Now, all he needed to do was get to them-

He slammed into someone else, being launched a few meters and crashing on the floor. He immediately got up, but the pony he ran into must've at least gotten a broken nose. Armoured gas masks were pretty tough to hit.

((Kay, he quite literally bumped into her. She'll probably be injured))

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 06:40 PM

(( :) ))
Shimmerspeed quietly walked through an empty corridor. She heard a sound that she had heard before but not for a long time, hooves on the ground. She grabbed a small knife out of her saddlebag and pointed it away from herself, towards the noise. A pony rushed into her, hurting her nose. She dropped the knife on the floor with a clatter. The pony was thrown back a few metres but he got up fast. Shimmerspeed held her nose, it was bleeding and it was slightly facing the wrong way.
"Ow! Who are you?" She looked up and saw the pony. She fumbled in her saddlebag for some tissues and held them against her nose. She took a second to compose herself so she could speak to the pony nicely. She hoped he was on her side.

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 07:54 PM

Monroe wasn't hurt, the armor was very good at stopping pain from anything less than a baseball bat.

"I'm Monroe Parker, A guy who worked in the police before this."

He noticed how... Ill equipped the pony was. He guessed pegasi needed to travel light to fly.

"I'm here to find survivors, but right now, I'm gonna have to hack those cannons"

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 08:12 PM

"Oh, I'm Shimmerspeed, I didn't work for anything before this but now I guess I'm a life searcher." She smiled behind the tissues. She took out a small bottle of healing ointment and rubbed a drop on her nose, the bleeding stopped and her nose slowly returned to full health and went back to position. "Better. Cannons did you say? I'll come if that's okay? I could help!" She picked up the knife and put it back in her saddlebag. "Is this about the machines? I'm definitely helping then!" She put her saddlebag back on her bag, secretly very excited and relieved that she had found a survivor. She didn't show it though.
'Thanks for the advice Mum' Shimmerspeed thought to herself.

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 08:15 PM

Monroe nodded "Right. What weapons can you use?" he questioned, walking down the hallway.



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Posted 07 January 2014 - 08:29 PM

Shimmerspeed followed Monroe down the corridor.
"I can use a rope, knife, gun, most things."
She examined his armor. "Nice outfit."

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 08:41 PM

"Guns get pretty different. Lot easier to use a 6-shooter than a anti-materiel rifle." He turned a corner, then took a peek out of a window

 

"Yeah, it makes good armor" He replied, before slowly opening a door.

 

The sound of the cannons would no doubt make them virtually unhearable. Despite this, he stayed quiet, and quickly dashed across the road to the next building.

 

((hey orbit, would the signal from the disabled robot come from the chip that Monroe removed?))



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Posted 07 January 2014 - 08:54 PM

Shimmerspeed flew after Monroe, keeping her mouth shut also. They hurried into a building. Shimmerspeed ears stung after the noise of the cannons so she put her hoof on one. The pain soon subsided as she looked around the building.

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 10:02 PM

((If so, you're going to be dragging all of Manehatten onto you in a few moments... Also, you're forgetting crucial (and probably fatal) part of the defense system. The guns might be anti-air, but they can be lowered slightly below horizontal, and robots have no problem firing a gun from several hundred meters away through a row of buildings if it hits the target.))

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 10:16 PM

((that's exactly the idea.

That's what Monroe WANTS

If he's at the guns, hacks them, and tons of bots attack, it gonna be a machine massacre.

The guns shoot down every robot nearby. Course they can only work nearby, they ain't artillery.))

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Posted 07 January 2014 - 11:31 PM

The sound of guns send a shiver up Potipah's spine, making her coat stand on end and her mane and tail become ruffled. Guns, she thought, meant danger. Upon hearing them the cream mare had stopped with both hooves on the floor, flinched away from the city.

 

Now, it didn't seem like the paradise she had imagined it to be while travelling here. It loomed over her like something out of a nightmare. A sufficient number of buildings were crumbled for it to look apocalyptic and desolate, like what you would read of in a book. A lump swelled in her throat as she looked about at the shattered windows of the skyscrapers. Even from across the water, Manehattan was visibly in utter disrepair, in no better state than Ponyville had been when she left.

 

She thought back to Ponyville; it had been such a quiet town. Filled with ponies, but all were generous, honest, loyal, kind and not without a sense of humour when it was appropriate. From the stories she had heard about Manehattan, it had been this and more. Had been, she thought, swallowing.

 

It had been foolish to think that anyplace would be intact after machines had been made sentient and allowed to run loose. That was an irrational thought. Despite all the death she had seen, she'd still believed some place would live through it? Despite it showing her optimism, she was blinded by reality and her eyes became glazed with fear and mistrust, a black shadow creeping into her from the had-been metropolis.

 

On guard, Potipah made her way across the bridge. Every now and again she turned around to see if anypony was following her. Of course, nopony was. All that was behind her was her hoofsteps on the dusty concrete. Waiting for another signal as to where danger was, she continued this way.



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Posted 07 January 2014 - 11:58 PM

Orbit walked on, only increasing his pace. "Follow me if you wish." he said, not turning around, "We have to shut down one of the transmitters. It's the only way to delay the city's defense mechanisms."

Not that it would make any sense to anyone but him, Orbit thought. Few cared much about actually monitoring the dormant systems, and instead of focusing on the overall picture. That in itself was a major contribution to why the city was lost in the first place.

"Manehattan. I assume you're aware that this is where it all started?" Orbit said, elaborating on his earlier cryptic statement.

He didn't bother to wait for a response. "Somewhere deep under the city lies a Maneframe, a supercomputer once assigned to act as the city's guardian. When the robots escaped, our first thought was to use it against the tide, but we miscalculated."

A fatal error in the programming, a back door. The city effectively killed itself once the robots took a hold.

Orbit continued. "Long story short, it's coming back to life, now that we've managed to broadcast three signals to the nearby satelites."

He engaged the sawblade, still not slowing down his pace. "Triangulation. It's why no-one comes out of the Hunting Grounds alive."

He stopped abruptly, glancing across the street. The gunfire had come from the opposite block, but it was strangely quiet now.

Orbit raised his hoof, lifting the saw into a ready position. Metallic sounds came from the rubble opposite, followed by a disjointed metal leg.

"I'm headed right for one of the transmitters. If we're lucky, the ponies that caused it may still be alive." he muttered, watching the rubble warily. "If not, then at least they'll be spared the hordes that are coming right to them."

He looked behind him, at the stallion that was still tagging along. "You're still here." he said matter-of-factly. "Good. You're going to have to fight alongside me in this one."

Three turned rose from the debris, accompanied by a sentry, all armed with menancing-looking melée weapons. Two were older models, Orbit noted, meaning they would be less of a challenge, but the rest...

Orbit raised the saw, taunting them. "Cmere, cupcakes."

((Take out as many as your OC sees fit to take out, Orbit'll dispatch the rest.))

((Sorry for the long wait...))

 

Storm grips his crowbar and looks at the pony next to him "Not sure if a crowbars gonna help me much... but its all I got." Storm spins it around and points it at one of the robots taunting it with his other hoof "Can't hit me! CYBER TRASH!"

 

((Storm is now ready to engage in battle, sir...  I had to say that XD))



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Posted 08 January 2014 - 01:01 AM

((Meanwhile, Fleetfire begins,to lose consciousness...))

Fleetfire watched the shadows move over the concrete paving stones, waiting to die, but death did not come. Clouds rolled in overhead, dark and foreboding. Several drops of rain began to fall upon the ruined street, darkening everything it touched as the dust was slowly washed away. Great, Fleetfire thought as the rain began to pour down, when does the trauma end?

((If there are no rescuers soon, I'm going to have to get very creative about how Fleetfire survives.))

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((Aight, looks like we'll have to shorten the planning time and go right for the rescue.))

Orbit swung his hoof, the mechanical sawblade tracing his every move. Metal grinded on metal, the parasprite's four crystal blades acting as a whole against the robot's weapons.

However, Orbit soon realized, it was less effective against the sentry compared to the turned, who at least fell or paused if you disabled a limb, as their rudimentary intellect recalculated attack patterns.

Muffins countered two oncoming attacks, before sailing on to tear a gash through the flank of one of the turned, a pony already missing a hoof, probaby from an earlier assault in the past. Through the gap in the formation, Orbit glimpsed the stallion that had followed him, bravely holding his own against yet another cyberpony.

At least he wasn't dead yet, Orbit thought darkly, deflecting another vicious slice from the sentry. He leaped back, using the few seconds he had to assess the situation as the sentry advanced, whirling it's presumably enchanted mageblade around it's spherical body, it's mechanical legs making small round indents in the dirt.

There was only the one pony that the stallion was tussling with, and the sentry left. The other two had been dispatched with relative ease, though one was still twitching, trying to assume control of forelegs it no longer had.

Muffins blocked yet another blow, as the sentry slashed downwards, a stroke that would have severed an ordinary blade. But Muffins was an enchanted weapon too, and they were equally matched.

A scream of pain rang out from somewhere in the distance, momentarily distracting the pegasus. Using the new opportunity, the sentry managed to score a hit, it's blade deflecting off Orbit's right forehoof, the very tip finding purchase between the iron plates of the shoddily-welded controller and drawing blood.

Orbit winced, feeling the sting as he returned the favour by having Muffins saw off the sentry's lone camera eye. It was not a deep cut, but it would mean he was unable to finely control the device.

As the sentry screeched, Orbit glanced over to the stallion, who was still locked in a match with the cyberpony. "Go find whoever that was that screamed," he shouted, pointing with his uninjured hoof in the general direction of the noise, "I'll hold the fort here." he winced, feeling the pain now. The cut was worse than expected, and a quick look at his hoof confirmed it.

The sentry barreled forward blindly all of a sudden, forcing Orbit to deflect another series of wild blows with his already damaged hoof. He screamed softly, the pain nearly blacking him out. This had to end now.

"Dammit, GO!" Orbit shouted again, unsure whether the stallion had heard him the first time. Or if he was even still here, having recieved the message the first time. "This bastard... is mine."

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Posted 08 January 2014 - 09:20 AM

Storm Finishes by slamming the crowbar into the robots eye stunning it for a short time. He then looks at the pony and nods as he flies in the direction he was pointing. "I don't get it... but I best be on my way" Storm makes his way through the area not seeing anything to odd he lands and begins to walk on the ground "Hello!? Anypony out here?" Storm shouts a bit louder than he wanted to. "Oh god I hope no robots heard me..." Storm begins looking around while lisning for even the slightest noise.

 

((So if the plan is for me to save this pony, where exactly should Storm look? Alley way? House that might be standing or what? I'm a tad bit confused..))



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Posted 08 January 2014 - 01:45 PM

((Fleetfire was thrown into the partly destroyed concrete wall of a shop on a street-corner. She is impaled through her shoulder to a steel reinforcing bar sticking out from the wall. The bar is angled upwards so that she cannot pull herself off.))

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Posted 08 January 2014 - 03:16 PM

Orbit traded another series of blows with the half-blind sentry, his injury starting to impair Muffin's accuracy.

The parasprite sensed this, chirping in response, the sawblade spraying sparks which seemed to hang in mid-air as it met the enchanted blade. The sentry paused, recalculating what it saw through the damaged eye, before lunging forward, only to be deflected once again.

This was bad. Muffins was clearly an even match for the robot, as both their enchantments were on par. Which meant that it would be immune to the sawblade's effects, and vice versa. But he, on the other hand, wasn't enchanted.

The para-saw sliced across the sentry's torso, which dealt no physical damage, but sent the construct reeling backwards. Muffins used the time to send a small notification, the projection popping up in the corner of Orbit's vision.

If this stalemate continued, Orbit thought, readying himself for the next salvo, it wouldn't be long untill he made a fatal mistake.

Unless he could somehow disable the-

The building across him exploded into shards of glass and twisted metal, the shockwave knocking both parties back, sending Orbit skidding across the cobbled street. Shards of glass rained down, followed by misshapen lumps of concrete and steel.

Orbit regained balance first, quickly realizing wha he had overlooked during the fight. His mane bristled, reacting to the high density of magical residue. Only one weapon in Manehattan could do this kind of damage, on this scale...

He glanced at the building that had been torn apart, noting the charred hole that had almost blown clean through it. Burnt paper drifted down around him, as softly as snow. His hoof crunched on the broken glass, now spread across the road like a deadly sea of needles.

Beyond that, perched high on the a roof of a building directly across the destroyed office tower, the triple barrels of an anti-airship gun hummed, recharging.

It began to rain.

((And Orbit's day just got 20% worse.))

Edited by High Orbit, 08 January 2014 - 03:24 PM.


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Posted 08 January 2014 - 11:02 PM

((Npaw did you see my post on the last page?))

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Posted 09 January 2014 - 12:29 AM

((Fleetfire was thrown into the partly destroyed concrete wall of a shop on a street-corner. She is impaled through her shoulder to a steel reinforcing bar sticking out from the wall. The bar is angled upwards so that she cannot pull herself off.))

((Ok that helps a lot! thanks.))

 

Storm not hearing any sound picks up his speed "No sounds... no robots... or survivors..." Just as Storm was about to give up hope Storm looks around a corner and sees a mare who had been impaled Storm blinks for a second "Holly shit... that had to hurt" Storm rushes over to the mare looking for robots on the way "I should probably... check for a pulse... or something..." Storm checks for a pulse without saying anything.

 

((Um... I need some medical help... I really need a suggestion on what to do other than check for a pulse...))



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Posted 09 January 2014 - 12:32 AM

((Um... I need some medical help... I really need a suggestion on what to do other than check for a pulse...))


((If you lift Fleetfire off the reinforcing bar, she can tend to herself.))

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Posted 09 January 2014 - 12:43 AM

((If you lift Fleetfire off the reinforcing bar, she can tend to herself.))

((Ok, I'll do that... I was going to but something told me not to...))

 

Storm examines the way the mare was impaled "I guess we should get her off of that... huh buddy boy?" Storm lightly grabs the mare not wanting to agitate the wound or the mare "Hang in there I got ya..." Storm lifts the mare up slowly getting her off of the reinforcing bar and laying her down. Storm sighs in a bit of relief and doubt. as he watches the mare "Maybe... I should mention I don't have a medical pack... or something..." All Storm could blurt out was "You ok?" Storm blinks "Wow... "you ok"... what am I... dumb?" Storm doesn't say anything else he just stands there not wanting to blurt out something stupid again 



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Posted 09 January 2014 - 01:12 AM

Fleetfire was half in and half out of it by the time the blurred figure had lifted her from the steel bar, the pain had been so much that she could not even scream. She felt the stranger lay her body on the ground. The stranger asked in a tentative voice, "you ok?"
Wearily, Fleetfire pushed herself up and rubbed her eyes in an attempt to unblur her vision; the strange pony came into focus, a pegasus stallion looked anxiously back at her. Fleetfire attempted to speak, "h-hello."
Her voice came out dry and wretched, with dehydration and sheer neglect. Fleetfire climbed unsteadily to her feet. At that point, she remembered her shoulder. Blood still ran from both wounds, dark and congealing. She hastily tore some material from a bundle of cloth found in her pack and spun it around the wounds as tight as she could, the resulting pain was agonizing but it would keep her alive.
"Thanks for saving my plot back there. I am indebted to you," Fleetfire said, hissing as she knotted the makeshift bandage. A shard of glass on the floor mirrored her reflection, but she could barely recognize the pony beneath the blood and muck. "I am Fleetfire... I think."
She tried to collate the unrecognizeable mess to the pony that had walked out of the library just this morning. "Who are you?"

Edited by Gree™bster, 09 January 2014 - 01:52 AM.


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Posted 09 January 2014 - 01:23 AM

((Storm is a stallion  :/ If your referring to him with this line "the strange pony came into focus, a pegasus mare looked anxiously back at her." this line is kinda confusing me a tiny bit not a major problem though.))

 

Storm tries to make a friendly smile "My names Storm Chaser... many used to call me Storm till the robots took over..." Storm picks up his crowbar "I've been in the sewer for a while..." Storm scans the area looking for anything that might be useful "So maybe you would like to tell me how you got impaled?" Storm asked as he kept looking around for supplies. 



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Posted 09 January 2014 - 01:28 AM

((Storm is a stallion  :/ If your referring to him with this line "the strange pony came into focus, a pegasus mare looked anxiously back at her." this line is kinda confusing me a tiny bit not a major problem though.))


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Posted 09 January 2014 - 01:36 AM

Well excuse me Mr.Sassypants! Ella cleared her throat and extended one hoof out. "I'm Ella Rose. Earth pony." She focused on her own hoof instead of the stallions face. When she did finally decide to look up, the mare noticed that he seemed quite fit... A strong Pegasus. He'll be useful, so as much as he is a bitch we still need him.
"Look I have enough food for a few days, but I really think we should find and abandoned building to set up as our 'base' and we need water. Really need water. Bat Pony over there looks dehydrated."

(sorry)

Spark saw Ella's extended hoof and didnt make a move to shake it. Instead, he pushed the cowl back off of his head, exposing his face. "Bat pony? Hm... I have just the thing," he said, reaching into his saddlebag and taking out a bright red apple. "My last one... Bat ponies suck the juice out of apples right?"

((Going off of that one s4 ep where fluttershy becomes one))

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Posted 09 January 2014 - 01:47 AM

"Ah, yes. To the subject of how I potentially doomed myself to a slow death, were you not to turn up," Fleetfire replied in a strained voice. "Thanks again, by the way."
She gestured with the foreleg that was not in complete agony, at the remains of the cybernaut she had fought. "He tried blowing me up," she answered bluntly. "The explosion got me stuck on that thing."
Her gesticulation was directed at the blood smeared steel concrete-reinforcer, but her cold hard gaze was still focussed on the cybernaut's remains. "After which I blew the accursed thing's head off," she added with a coy grin.
Fleetfire's eyes fluttered shut to hide away from the throbbing in her shoulder, but the pain followed and, along with it, an intense feeling of nausea. "I've lost a lot of blood, the wound needs patching up properly before I bleed out and lose consciousness. You mentioned something about sewers. Is that where you've been kicking back? All I need is some proper medical equipment and I can take care of myself."
Another thought occurred to her. "Are you with anypony else?"

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Posted 09 January 2014 - 01:56 AM

Storm nods "I guess you could say that... Not sure if hes still... fighting though... he told me to investigate to see who had screamed..." Storm turns around to face Fleetfire "Thing is I never asked to exchange name information... that I can remember anyway..." Storm sighs "About the sewers I almost got killed by another pony had to kill them with this..." He show Fleetfire the crowbar "Its all I had at the time... not a very good weapon for robots but I can manage it to work... at least for now..." Storm sighs "I don't know if we should go or not... maybe take the sewer if we do... the whole time I was down there it seemed deserted... for now..."



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Posted 09 January 2014 - 03:47 AM

Ella stared a bit at the stallion. Examining him. He seemed like he's been through a lot. Havent we all been through a lot.. She put her hoof down seeing as he didn't want to shake it.
"She fainted... Do we wave I in front of her nose to see if she smells it? I don't think she'll wake up. I think... We should get her some water. Do you have any or know where some is?"
The stallion seemed to know a lot and Ella wasn't the smartest, but as much as she knew she probably should listen to him she tried to take control so she didn't look like she barely knew what she was doing.
((I don't know what to write! Erg!))

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Posted 09 January 2014 - 06:17 AM

((And the final part of a three-part fight scene... This is probably the longest undrafted continuous I've done here, so I have to apologize if the earlier pacings and details were completely screwed up.))

Orbit flared his wings, launching himself skyward only to fold them back and land squarely with all fours on the ground, three shots from the anti-airship cannon sailing past to hit the opposing building several blocks down, shattering it's concrete facade and sending a billboard crashing down on the street below.

A lance of pain shot through his damaged hoof yet again, nearly causing him to stumble. Orbit winced, giving his hoof another cursory glance. The cut had not severed an artery, but he was losing blood, slowly but surely. The controls mounted on his hoof were already slick to the touch, an it was pure luck that it still responded to Orbit's strained hoof gestures as he directed the parasprite. He raised his hoof, and Muffins followed, blocking another oncoming attack from the sentry. Another shard of pain shot through him, threatening to end his life more quickly than the slow death it meant otherwise. Orbit backed away, his hooves crunching on both gravel and glass.

Perhaps, the gun could be used to his advantage? It took a while between charges to aquire a target, and there was a very slight delay between it locking on and the magical weapon firing...

Orbit ducked to the left, gritting his teeth as he felt a shard stab into his hoof. The sentry followed suit, clearly unaffected by the hazardrous terrain.

Down to two hooves, Orbit grimly noted.

He limped slightly over to the right, countering the sentry's blade with a half-hearted swing while keeping an eye on the gun, barely visible in the dust from the rubble it had created.

The rain would most certainly mean his doom, as it made navigating harder that it already was. He would only have one shot at this.

The gun rotated it's barrels, as if affirming his statement.

Not long now. Using his sole undamaged back hoof, Orbit spun back at the sentry, bringing it between him and the magical superweapon. Giving it a mocking glare, Orbit patted his chest with a hoof, leaving a bloody imprint on his coat. The numerous cuts and lacerations he had picked up were beginning to sting.

It would be hell later, most certainly.

"Bring it on, motherbucker."

The anti-air gun fired thrice, the magical recoil rattling the windows of the nearby buildings yet again.

Glass shattered, metal tore.

Everything went black.

((Aand it's Orbit's turn to be unconcious. Any takers?))

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Posted 09 January 2014 - 08:30 AM

((One more day))
((I've got some Internet for a little bit now. Man how many notifications can I get nowadays.))
((U wot m8))

The Batpony could smell distantly the red apple, but smoke chocked it out. She roused, and coughed hard on the smoke she smelt in.
She felt exhausted, then she weakly opens her eyes.
A moan escapes her mouth, not able to speak just yet. There was pain coming from her back, and she knew that she still needed to rest.
"Maaaan... Like bein' thrown onna barbie... Ugghhhhh..." She sighs, whining lightly at the aching pain surrounding her body.
"Good wor....k..." She says weakly.
"Apple.... pass it 'ere ...." she indicates the red apple the stallion had.

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Posted 09 January 2014 - 03:21 PM

"Ok never wind." Ella muttered under her breathe. She went over to the Bat Pony and helped her sit up.

"So I never got your name. I'm Ella Rose. And who are you?" It started to get hot, so she took the cloth from around her waist and wiped her face on it.
((Short))

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Posted 09 January 2014 - 03:25 PM

Spark knelt down beside the bat pony and gave her the apple. "Fresh and juicy... Damn, I sure would have liked to eat that, but you need it more. Also, my name is Spark. I'm an Equestrian Ranger."

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Posted 10 January 2014 - 01:14 PM

"I'm Eysla Heartthorne, otherwise known as Eris."
She takes the apple carefully from Spark.
"It's been a long time since someone has wanted to talk to me... I'm an outcast. Lived long enough already, just to see more failure of pony kind..."
((She lived in a Victorian time, then was made into a Batpony and has changed behaviour and accent to become like an Aussie. Oi))
She sucks the juice out of the apple. "Yeah your right, it's good"
She closes her eyes, glad that they were desperate enough to not kill her, but still alert incase.

Across the street, above the rooftop, a shadowy figure appeared, watching the group.
It was starting to become dark out, and it became harder to see its dull features. It stood there, light blue coat blending into the darkening sky. The left side of its face was covered with what resembled the Changed, a metal plate with a seal of Cybernaut approval plastered to it, cut-outs like wires and lights, like a curcuit board. White hair covered barely any of this, leaving the journal of it's latest problem obvious to see.
It's clouded orange eyes reflected the pain of being at their current state. Not blind but close to it in a sense. They were only going through the update process from organic to mechanical.
It waits silently at the top, keeping watch on them all, but avoiding them too.

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Posted 11 January 2014 - 12:50 AM

((I don't know much about this rp and I just skimmed the previous pages to get some sort of background, but I seem to have missed what these things look like. Izzy or others, I would prefer your description as you restarted this thing and I don't want to butcher their appearance.))



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Posted 11 January 2014 - 09:03 AM

Storm nods "I guess you could say that... Not sure if hes still... fighting though... he told me to investigate to see who had screamed..." Storm turns around to face Fleetfire "Thing is I never asked to exchange name information... that I can remember anyway..." Storm sighs "About the sewers I almost got killed by another pony had to kill them with this..." He show Fleetfire the crowbar "Its all I had at the time... not a very good weapon for robots but I can manage it to work... at least for now..." Storm sighs "I don't know if we should go or not... maybe take the sewer if we do... the whole time I was down there it seemed deserted... for now..."


Fleetfire looked at the crowbar in Storm's hooves. Well, it's something, she thought. After one last cursory observation of the street, Fleetfire replied to Storm. "Maybe we should find this other guy, do you remember where he was?"

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Posted 11 January 2014 - 09:16 AM

Storm nods slowly "Um..." Storm turns to look at his surroundings "Nope... having got a clue were I'm at..." Storm sighs "However I do know what the area looked like were he was... sort of..." Storm begins twirling his crowbar as he thinks "If I understand correctly I went pretty straight the whole time... I only turned to..." Storm looks at Fleetfire "Yep basically we just go around that corner and then continue down the road... simple enough." Storm makes his way to the corner "You coming?" Storm teases "Or am I too fast?" 



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Posted 11 January 2014 - 01:39 PM

((I don't know much about this rp and I just skimmed the previous pages to get some sort of background, but I seem to have missed what these things look like. Izzy or others, I would prefer your description as you restarted this thing and I don't want to butcher their appearance.))

((I still need to get to that))
((Just imagine the Changed (=Cybermite) have a similar appearance to the face masks in Nightmare in Silver (DWho), with eyes that have no pupils (looks like they are blind but they are not) the eye colour can change to become a neon colour, but that is up to the char. Their abilities are enhanced, and their skin starts to become hard like metal, but still of organic material.))
((Cybermats (or the fully changed ponies, whatever you'd like to call them... Cyber ponies... Hehe) are fully metal all over, and much like Cybermen, do not have feelings, organic tissue other than a brain, and have a set determination to assimilate you. Don't hate me cause I'm using dr who stuff))
((Cybernauts (or the original robots) are shaped much like the last version of the (main) robots from before the reboot. Egg shaped, long mechanical legs and yeah you should wait for me to confirm this one.))
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Posted 11 January 2014 - 04:13 PM

((Aand perspective switch, till Orbit comes to in a few more posts.))

Muffins twitched, feeling it's systems reboot, all 200 layers of programming that formed it's conciousness rearranging themselves in order of priority. It was not a pleasant awakening, but then again, it never was.

Running a diagnostic routine, the parasprite analyzed it's surroundings, extending one of it's legs to check for errors. The magical explosion had done a significant amount of damage, and had resulted in a disconnection from his Handler, which was...

Lying unconcious on the ground nearby, Muffins concluded. He had never really understood why ponies were so fragile, nor why they bothered to do things with such utter slowness, but he knew this one better than most.

This one had disconnected him from the system just before the whole thing was overrun by the Rogue. He chirped, shaking off the dust and glass power that had covered him, using his crystalline wings to launch himself several feet above the ground. The form he took now was a shadow of what he originally was, a free roaming virtual entity, but he had calculated many moons ago that it was comparable to being connected and being overriden.

He took another glance around, more out of habit than out of need. There were no robots nearby that would pose a threat, and there were probably other ponies around that would have better equipment to deal with his Handler's condition.

Till help arrived, he would wait.

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Posted 11 January 2014 - 10:29 PM

Not a far distance, but still outside ground zero, a pony was stood on top of a short building. He'd managed to set up something of a fortification there, even if he was only gonna be there for a while.

He'd been blowing some turned to smithereens with some grenades when something odd happened.

The main anti air gun array could be heard clanking away. That sound was music to his ears, eve if in this scenario it was kind of a bad thing. He quickly rolled some barrels he'd filled with gasoline down some stairs into the building. They knocked over some turned, and some of them opened fire on it. This was naturally a bad thing... For them.

As the lower levels of the building lit up in fire, Adrian grabbed his essentials and headed off to the closest anti aircraft gun.

For some reason they were all focusing on one thing. This was a gross misuse of perfectly good exploding shells, and they weren't cheap.

Still it meant he could quickly get there without worrying about much.

The nearest was on top of a train station.

He flew into the second floor, that's where the controls would be. He ran through the rooms, and opened a door...

A pony wearing a gas mask, trench coat, riot armor and carrying a lever-action shotgun slammed face first into him, cracking one of his goggles.

"OW! What the fuck man?" he shouted to the pony.

"Hey, you're the one who- wait a minute, is that Adrian Nellis?"

"um... Yeah, who... Are you?"

"I'm called monroe Parker. You're one of the guys who worked on this defence grid?"

"uh yeah?"

Parker grinned, even if no one could see it.

"great! You can help me hack em then!"

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Posted 11 January 2014 - 11:17 PM

(( is Shimmerspeed still with Monroe? ))


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