Twoey is hit, hard, and he himself hits the ground. His head breaking apart momentarily before shakily reforming. It is quite obvious that hurt him a lot though as his entire form seems almost a bit, less stable.
The Wraith chuckles a little despite the blow.
“Snowey!!!” Rushes to his side, hoping her energy will help him heal more easily, full on panic has returned.
Nightmare Moon steps around Arcelia, and aims a second blow at Twoey.
(via arcelia-ask)
Rage flashes in Nightmare Moon’s eyes. Failed! Her plan has failed! Arcelia is now farther than ever from joining her. Somehow, she knows, it’s all that damn wraith’s fault!
“You…” She begins to advance on Twoey, a look of pure hatred on her face. “You have failed Us! We do not abide failure. We think We need a new ashtray…”
Her eyes widen, “No! Leave Twoey alone!” her confidence lost again, but scared, and its obvious in her voice.
Twoey glares defiantly at Nightmare, standing his ground, he always knew this is how it would end.
Well not always.
But he had nightmares about it.
Nightmare Moon lashes out with her hoof at Twoey. To his eyes, her hoof suddenly glows a bright silver, and seems more ‘solid’ than other objects.
(via wraithtwoey-deactivated20120401)
Nightmare Moon glares at Twoey’s interruption, but continues anyway.
“Neighcromancers tend to treat a ‘soul’ as a single entity, but in truth it is a conglomerate of several components. In a living pony these components are naturally kept in proper balance to each other, but in a sapient undead they may become unbalanced, with one part becoming dominant.
One of these components, called the ‘sheut’ or ‘po’ in some traditions, frequently becomes dangerously dominant. This component represents the essential nihilism present in all beings, and undead for whom it becomes dominant find themselves becoming hostile to the living. An undead in this state is ‘shadowed’, and cannot help but kill, even if given orders to the contrary.”
At first she is hurt by Twoeys words and frightened by Nightmares, then it comes to her, she closes her eyes, accessing the Soul Link for the soul purpose of giving her the strength she needs to say what she must, “… Twoey is Right… why do I keep listening to you…. All you have done is cause me and Twoey pain… you lied to me and your servant attacked Twoey…” looks up with a glare at Nightmare, not a very strong one, “… even if your words are true, they simply are a veil to try and trick me again… I am ashamed to be from Arcel, that poor fool of a pony, doesn’t he realize you will never change,” she states, only getting it out due to her link, using the anger from Twoey as a source, though even with that she is shaking while saying it and her voice is strained to keep from sounding scared with only marginal success.
Twoey can feel the tug on his portion of their shared souls as she accesses his side. His eyes widen and his mouth spreads to a grin. Finally his incredible hatred and anger has been used for something good here. The Wraith barely resists the urge to cackle with glee.
Rage flashes in Nightmare Moon’s eyes. Failed! Her plan has failed! Arcelia is now farther than ever from joining her. Somehow, she knows, it’s all that damn wraith’s fault!
“You…” She begins to advance on Twoey, a look of pure hatred on her face. “You have failed Us! We do not abide failure. We think We need a new ashtray…”
(via wraithtwoey-deactivated20120401)
“Because it is quite possible you are going mad.” She sighs, and shakes her head. “Arcelia, has anypony told you about the shadowed?”
“N-n-no… w-whats that?” She asks nervously.
Twoey lets out a snarl at this. If he wasn’t sure it would kill him he would just attack Nightmare. “Don’t bother with her words My Maker.” Suddenly an interesting little loophole appears before him.
“Your constant need to listen to what The Nightmare has to say only serves to cause me pain. Though I am quite sure at this point you probably get off on destroying me and taking away all I am, I am sure you just love enslaving me. Well I suppose then you would want to listen to the Nightmare, seeing as it is her words that let you do it thus far.” Nightmare ordered Twoey to act argumentative, resentful, like he feels Arcelia is using him. So he shall do just that.
Nightmare Moon glares at Twoey’s interruption, but continues anyway.
“Neighcromancers tend to treat a ‘soul’ as a single entity, but in truth it is a conglomerate of several components. In a living pony these components are naturally kept in proper balance to each other, but in a sapient undead they may become unbalanced, with one part becoming dominant.
One of these components, called the 'sheut’ or 'po’ in some traditions, frequently becomes dangerously dominant. This component represents the essential nihilism present in all beings, and undead for whom it becomes dominant find themselves becoming hostile to the living. An undead in this state is 'shadowed’, and cannot help but kill, even if given orders to the contrary.”
(via wraithtwoey-deactivated20120401)
“Really? Well, then, We suppose he couldn’t have killed them.” Nightmare Moon pauses for effect.
“Unless, of course, your control over him has been slipping, which it may very well be doing without any interference from Us.”
She meeps and hides a bit again, “I-i have never read of that happening t-t-to soulbound beings b-before… b-but I-i could be wrong…”
“If My Maker was slowly losing control of me and I was murdering why would I choose to hunt down innocent Canterlot citizens? Is it not more likely I would instead hunt in Moon City?” His smirk holds.
“Because it is quite possible you are going mad.” She sighs, and shakes her head. “Arcelia, has anypony told you about the shadowed?”
(via wraithtwoey-deactivated20120401)
Nightmare Moon shakes her head.
“Insults or no, do you have any proof that We ordered it?”
Finally finds her voice, “T-twoey would never do that… I-i gave him an order… w-when he was newly formed… t-that he wouldn’t kill any pony unless he would have as a guard…” her voice unsteady and quiet, “S-so he couldn’t do that unless ordered too…”
For a moment Twoey’s mind stops and there is a moment of pure admiration for Arcelia, if the situation was not so, this, he would kiss her. Instead he lets himself smirk.
“Really? Well, then, We suppose he couldn’t have killed them.” Nightmare Moon pauses for effect.
“Unless, of course, your control over him has been slipping, which it may very well be doing without any interference from Us.”
(via wraithtwoey-deactivated20120401)
((ooc: Here’s the US version of that keyboard model. The layout’s a bit different, but you can see the ‘F13’ and 'Help’ keys.))
(Guys, does anyone know what the F13 key is for?)
((There is no F13 key. THIS PICTURE IS WRONG.))
(ooc: I also don’t remember their being a “Help” key on most keyboards… xD)
((See that d to the right? Is that a second delete button?))
((ooc: Yes. It’s the forward delete.))
(via the-shady-bacon)
(Guys, does anyone know what the F13 key is for?)
((There is no F13 key. THIS PICTURE IS WRONG.))
(ooc: I also don’t remember their being a “Help” key on most keyboards… xD)
((ooc: My keyboard has an F13 key, and a couple of other ones I have have a ‘Help’ key.
The above keyboard looks like an older Apple keyboard (Japanese type), c. 2004. Newer ones no longer have the 'Help’ key (it was replaced by the 'fn’ key), but still have F-keys up to F19.))
(via mythic-swirl)
Nightmare Moon shakes her head, grinning slightly.
“We don’t have the slightest idea what you’re talking about. We do not have any sort of control over Arcelia’s pet. Tell Us, if We had control over it, why would it still be capable of insulting Us? Surely, We would have commanded it not to do so. You know how easily Our feelings are hurt.”
If he had a circulatory system Twoey may have just had an aneurysm.
“Your feelings aren’t easily hurt, you’re too calloused for that. Besides, in such a hypothetical scenario it would only make sense for you to allow say, me, to insult you.”
Nightmare Moon shakes her head.
“Insults or no, do you have any proof that We ordered it?”
