Heron kicked the dirt around his feet a bit, and thought about his old life; Fighting sharks and such for fame and glory. He missed those days.... The good old days. Now they just seemed like a far off memory of days gone by.
Heron let out a deep sigh; It appeared that they weren't going to see the Princess any time soon. With the tip of one of his arrows, Heron started doodling in the dirt. After a while, he started watching the small creatures go on with their lives, conversing with one another and doing pretty mundane stuff. Out of everything that was going on around him, something off in the distance caught his attention; Two small creatures were arguing. He couldn't really make out what they were saying, but it was clear that the creatures were really mad at each other. Suddenly, the minty-green, horned creature smacked the cream colored creature with its hind legs, knocking it back several feet. Simply shaking off the blow, it charged at the horned creature head on.
Heron froze; He felt sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.
He recognized this sort of behavior; A large portion of his village started acting this way before 'It' destroyed everything.
It soon became apparent that he was already too late.'It' was already on its way, and most likely, it was going get there sooner than he had anticipated.
Horus walked all the way back to his villa, located far from the paths traveled by most, somewhere deep within a forest clearing. There was a small road leading there, but nothing more. Finally, he arrived home, trotted down to the basement, and unlocked the door to his booze cellar. He popped open a bottle of vodka, took a sip to reawaken his defeated senses. It seemed like just yesterday, he traveled the world in search of treasures and fame. Unfortunately, no matter how much treasure he obtained, the fame never came. Gradually, he withdrew himself more and more, until abandoning the old days altogether. He looked at himself in the reflection of the glass, wondering what he truly sought all these years. Finally, he brought the bottle with him upstairs, just as his brother Saevin returned home.
Saevin: Good morrow brother! Glad to see you still reek of alcohol.
Horus: ...
Saevin: Come on! Cheer up!
Horus: Tell me Saevin; what does it feel like to have fame?
Saevin: ... I'm sorry, what?
Horus: You know exactly what I'm talking about. You do so little compared to my exploits, yet you gain so much more attention. People like you Saevin. People are jealous of you. I'm jealous of your fame.
Saevin: Fame... You think you don't have enough Horus?! Look around you Horus! Ponies around the world would kill to have all that you have!
Horus: Then let them kill! They must first know I even exist to come and kill for these riches! That would bring me great popularity!
Saevin: Are you talking right now, or is the alcohol talking?
Horus: I haven't had enough to let the booze speak on my behalf...
Saevin: Oh really?! When have you spoken on your own behalf?! To anyone?!
Horus: Your just used to people pampering you all the time, sucking up to you, wanting to be you.
Saevin: You bathe in money Horus!
Horus: A prison of gold and silver is still a prison brother.
Saevin: Really?! I hardly call this a prison Horus. You have so many riches you don't have to work for the rest of your life! I see the Apple family down in Ponyville working their flanks off to survive every day! They don't have much left for entertainment, yet you just send an and, and bam! You sit around loafing like the slacker you are, having showgirls ride you like a surfboard while there are people out there wondering if they'll have enough for groceries next month!
Horus: At least they get all the attention they want. I don't get enough, no matter how hard I flaunt my bits in their faces.
Saevin: ... You really believe you don't get enough attention? You honestly expect me to believe you aren't getting enough attention?! Your little bar fight last time made the headline!
Horus: Why didn't I know about it? Why hasn't anyone approached me for it? Why hasn't anyone wanted to publish my book yet?! Why hasn't anyone come up to me, and asked one single question about what I do?!
Saevin: They're afraid of you Horus! Wake the buck up man! Look at you... Your drinking your life away. Remember how you used to be? Remember the days you cared about people?
Horus: If people don't care about me, then why the flying feathers should I give a hoot about them?!
Saevin: They're afraid of you Horus! They're jealous of what you have!
Horus: Then let somepony tell me themselves! Look at you! Your an attention center, what with those wings of yours. Had I lied that day, I could've been famous! I could've been like you brother.
Saevin: You really think I find this enjoying?!
Saevin undid his spell, concealing the wings he had been given that day. Both brothers were unicorns at first, but one day, an organ growth experiment required volunteers. Saevin lied his way in, concealing his horn, pretending to be a pegasus who lost his wings in a tragic incident. Neither knew it would actually work. The experiment did give Saevin wings.
Saevin: You think I like it walking around with these freakshow wings coupled with me horn? Newsflash: They don't work, except for the occasional gliding. Even then, the pain I feel just walking around is unbearable! My body wasn't made to fly, and these wings feel like somepony just stabbed me in the back with two dented spears, and then somehow my flesh grew around it. Moving these hurts. I can't do anything about them. Removing them will cause me to die.
Horus: At least you look like the princesses. That must be getting you a lot of attention.
Saevin: ... I'm leaving you to your drunken fantasies. Just know that when reality comes to strike you in the face, don't come to me, begging for help.
@TheDreamingHawk You need to fight this battle on your own as @Retro_on_theGo said LJM has forsaken you. And we shall be here with open arms if you ever decide to fully turn to the pony side.
Applebloom tries looking over the crowd, but fails because she is to short. "I can't see Pinkie Pie anywhe... Oh there she is." she says after she had climbed onto a nearby shopping stand. "She's right next to the tall hooman." Applebloom jumps down and starts to push Twilight eagerly towards the crowd. "We better find out what's goin' on. The hooman looks concerned."
Like: Sonic, Yoshi, Link, and Samus
My Appleloggery and Youtube
PSN ID: sonicwildfire
Previously Applejacklove
Discostew: "I am the terror that trots in the night!...
@TheDreamingHawk - Watch episode 5. There is a Pepe Le Pew reference and was the only reason I kept watching after episodes 3 and 4 which bored me.
Don't worry LordJumpMad won't admit it, but he doesn't dislike anypony for being here.
Twilight feels Applebloom pushing on her and making shockingly quick progress at shoving Twilight towards Pinkie Pie and the human. "Wait! what? Applebloom stop pushing me, I'm going to bump into some-PONY!" Twilight bumps into and knocks aside a background pony "Sorry! Applebloom stop this is..." Twilight gets rammed into another pony "APPLEBLOOM!" Twilight stops by bumping into Pinkie Pie "Oh dear, sorry for bumping into you like this Pinkie Pie. I'm sorry I'm late, did I miss the party and that's not Revolver is it?" Points a hoof at Heron
Heron buried his face in his hands. He felt sick to his stomach just thinking about what was going to happen to these poor defenseless creatures. But.... Why? He didn't owe these creatures anything, yet, he felt like he did. All his life, he has only cared about himself and himself only. But now that he had a chance to actually help somebody besides himself, he felt somewhat obligated to do so. No, not obligated. He WANTED to do it.
Preoccupied with his own thoughts, he failed to notice the two creatures that now stood before him; A purple, horned creature and an even smaller yellow creature. The purple one had look of confusion on its face, while the small yellow one a face full of excitement and glee.
"I'm going to assume these two are friends of yours, pink one?"
@Electricmastro I doubt the episodes will be longer. This seems to be more of a test to gauge the shows popularity then anything I believe. It will be interesting to see how things progress going forward, though I doubt they will stop at just 3 seasons.
@Everypony Just a reminder of the community code for the races on Saturday the 4th of August. Bronies_Unite code is 39-3204-2666-4265. Also a friendly reminder of the time Aqueous posted.
CorporalPegasus - 9pm
TwilightPoint - 8pm
AST - 4pm
EST - 3pm
CST - 2pm
MST - 1pm
PST - 12pm
See everypony on the racetrack.
Applebloom still feels like she is full of energy yet, thanks to that apple she had eaten. she then looks behind her and sees all the ponies she had knocked over thanks to her Twilight battering ram. "Oops, did I do that? Sorry, everypony. I got a little carried away there." She then brings her attention to the tall human towering in front of her. "Wow! You are pretty tall." she says in both an excited and slightly intimidated voice, before remembering her manners "Howdy, I'm Applebloom! You must be Pinkie Pie's new friend."
Like: Sonic, Yoshi, Link, and Samus
My Appleloggery and Youtube
PSN ID: sonicwildfire
Previously Applejacklove
Discostew: "I am the terror that trots in the night!...
Woah.... I missed a day of RPing. Sorry about that!
I'd love a good game of Pony Kart 7, but I probably won't be able to make it today.
"It's okay, Applejack! We got each others' backs!" Pinkie then gets the bump from Twilight. "Oh, hiya Twilight! Hey, Applebloom! These are my friends, Heron!"
"Chubby? No, this isn't Chubby. Though he does look strangely like him.... Any I was going to take Chub- I mean, Here-on to see Princess Celestia. Ready to go, Heron?"
I'm pretty okay.
Formerly Destroyer360, Destroyer64, DestroyerInsertYourFavoriteRandomNumbersHere.
"Purple is a color." - Waluigi
Wait, quotes should be meaningful? Ugh, fine.
"I'm useless, but not for long. The future is coming on." - Gorillaz
Down in the dumps, Horus contemplated the golden glaive hung up on his wall. It had been his most trusty weapon all these years, and now it was just sitting there collecting dust.
A distant voice echoed in his mind. It was his brother screaming at him, wondering why he did what he did. It was his old exploration team, begging him not to leave. It was his parents, telling him they had to leave. Yet, one thing all scenarios shared was Horus' own selfishness; beating his brother, shunning his old coworkers, and dragging his parents back into the house, trying to stop them from ever leaving. Not much had changed. In the pale reflection of a glass painting frame, Horus saw a blazing fire. He reminisced what happened that day, when everything he loved went down in flames. He could still hear his parents scream. He could still smell the stench of arsenic.
It's ironic really, considering how he was relatively young, but spoke as if he had lived for centuries. In fact, he had just reached his early twenties. Out of habit he unsheathed the sword, hypnotized by it's charm. He gently placed the cold silver blade around his neck.
The mere thought he could end his misery right here and now with a simple gesture shook him with shivers. The chilling silver edges tickled his flesh. He stood there for a while, the blade around his throat, hesitant about the losses. He had not gained what he wanted, but he still obtained much.
Finally, he made up his mind. He sheathed the sword, and strapped it around his back. Saevin was upstairs.Horus pondered his previous decisions. All these years, he had been neglecting everyone, including his very own brother. These emerald eyes were not his, and Horus knew it. He traded thrill for peace in the hopes of earning fame.
After some thought, Horus had made up his mind; he wanted his old life back. Cozying up in this grand, yet cold and lifeless villa just wan't his thing. Of course, he wasn't willing to give it all away. Horus trotted all the way back to his booze cellar, and with the aid of his glaive, cut himself in the foreleft hoof.
With the splattered blood, he drew a large pentagram on the marble floor. Withing each apex, Horus traced a symbol for each element of Harmony, Magic being in the center. On the outer rims, the blood moved itself, tracing incomprehensible runes. Horus went ahead and broke an entire bottle of absinthe on the bloody pentagram.
Finally, he set his floor on fire, beaming a golden beam at the center.
Horus: I'm tired of this! I want my old life back!
That's when he smelled it; the strong stench of arsenic he smelt on that day, all those years ago. Before his eyes, the vivid memories of flames engulfing everything he treasured, flashed by. He remembered what had truly happened that night. For many years, he thought the smell came from the killer. He was right. It did come from the killer. It came from himself, and his brother, torching everything they once cared for. The screams of their parents, crying out for them pierced his enclosed mind.
Parents: Why couldn't you save us?! Why did you do this to us Horus?! Why did you do this Saevin?!
Horus tossed aside the pleas like they were nothing, and kept beaming his magic at the pentagram.
Horus: I want it back... I want that power I once earned... I want the spells brother and I crafted... I want my glory... I WANT MY OLD LIFE BACK! MY LIFE AS AN ADVENTURER! THE LIFE I SHOULD HAVE NEVER TRADED! GIVE! IT! BACK!
There was a blinding flash of light. Just like that, the pentagram was gone. The bottle of absinthe remained unbroken, almost as if none of this ever really happened. When Horus woke up, the first thing he did was look at himself in the reflection of the bottle. The first thing that caught his eye were, ironically, his irises. They were no longer a soft, emerald green; they were brimming red, dyed with the tint of blood. He shook his head, and a flame sprouted from the ground, as would a flower or a tree. He had recovered his lost fire magic.
Horus: I remember now why I gave up my old life... I was... I was too afraid of my own magic... It's on these very grounds, in this very place that I met it. The creature had offered my a chance at a quiet life, in exchange for my firepower. I remember now... We sealed the deal on these grounds, and I was deprived of my magic in exchange for a peaceful life. I... I had been afraid of something I didn't do... My parents... They didn't die in that fire... But where did they lose their lives then?
As he walked up the stairs, his red eyes crossed the silver irises of his brother Saevin. They both stopped for a second.
Saevin: So... I guess you took my word for it.
Horus: Your darn right; I'm back in action.
Saevin: I'm coming with you to Ponyville. You must know that something's been off.
Horus: Pffffffff. Yeah right. I was drunk half the time I've been in Ponyville.
Saevin: Well... Well... You really are hopeless.
He held out his hoof.
Saevin: Are you ready to do what you should've never stopped doing?
Horus slammed his own hoof into his brother's. It was what they had come to call a brohoof.
Hellooooooooooooo Bronies!
I see too much RP too little content, that won´t do.
FoTW
First and forthmost I present you ==The Fic of The Week:== So, you've grown wings
On Fimfiction. [Complete, Everyone]
Alicornication is the word, but this time Twilight is not alone. This comedy has lots of funny references to pop culture, and a lot of nonesense. But it is well written.
This animation is so well made, I just love Vinyl:
@GuardianKing Short Answer: yes.
Look I know you like to write dark stuff and all that but, that is why you write on your own stories, an RP is not like that. There is always a big story going on but not even SquiggleTail, who is this RP master cause he started it, does something so exagerated.
Why stay simple? Because we all want to play and when you make things overcomplicated and create back stories with misteries, no one knows what is going on, and then what happens? Your characters come and do something that is ove the top, the other players doesn´t like that, you argue that they can do it because is all part of the story in your head, and is valid, someone gets mad... and well you know what happened. So yeah your post belong on a story not an RP.
Saevin is Mary Sue btw, no matter how it was made an alicorn is an alicorn.
Well then... Someone could've told me 2 posts ago!Now I went through writing all that for nothing!!!
I can't even express how mad I am. It might seem trivial, but I already began the "exaggeration" in a previous post (I think even 2). That gave you people PLENTY of time to stop me! I'm not even kidding! I'm feathering pissed! I understand your reasoning but GOOD GOD! Someone could've spoken earlier!
"Ready as I'll ever be, pink one. Now, let's get g-"
....
Heron stopped.
Far off in the distance, he heard a familiar sound. A sound that he had heard since he was an infant: The sound of waves. But, as far as he was aware, this village was nowhere near an ocean.
Suddenly, the ground started to shake around him violently. Before he knew it, the creatures around him started panicking and screaming.He heard a couple of them yell "EARTHQUAKE!!!" as they ran around like chickens with no heads.Little did they know that this was no simple earthquake. No, this was something much worse.
'It' was already here.
Then, he saw it; The large, hulking waves of violet sludge with multiple, ghoulish faces, each one of the howling, as if it were writhing in pain. Like a parasite, it began to devour everything in its path. Both buildings and small creatures. Quickly, Heron grabbed the pink one and the small, yellow one and placed them each under one arm as he started to run.
"I don't suppose you guys have anywhere we can hide?"
Don't blame the rest of the users, @GuardianKing, you're the one that decided to write those RP posts. Learn to take responsibility for your own actions, since you're the one that decided that you wanted to write them. I WAS going to say something, but I decided not to, because I thought that you would've realized how over the top your posts sounded.
Forums
Topic: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Posts 9,621 to 9,640 of 14,348
This topic has been archived, no further posts can be added.