the-princess-celestia-blog asked: -A letter arrives with a pop, and a cloud of magical smoke.-
*After Nightmare Moon’s bomb squad clears the letter, she opens it and reads.*
diamondmint asked: Hey Nightmare Moon. How are you today?
Excellent! Thank you for asking.
How are you and the little one?
What if KFC delivered
((Ched
CHED
STOP IT CHED
STOP FILLING MY HEAD WITH THESE WONDERFUL THINGS))
((ooc: I live 750 feet from the nearest KFC.
You jelly?))
(via quiethoof-bookpony)
*Nightmare Moon grins.* Take this hammer and hit yourself in the face. *She hoofs him a large silver hammer.* We forbid you from not feeling the pain of the impact.
*He slams a hoof into the ground in frustration, incredibly hard. However he does as she commands and hits himself in the face. The Silver not being particularly harmful but still one of the materials capable of doing damage to him. He bites back the pain though, refusing to show such weakness.*
*Nightmare Moon grins as the blow falls. If the binding can outweigh self-preservation instincts, then there is little else that could free him.* Good. You may return to your former mistress now. *She waves a hoof dismissively at him.*
(via wraithtwoey-deactivated20120401)
As You command, so it shall be. *His words seem almost strained as he tries to fight back against her. There will be no winning on this battlefield though, control is hers, and she is a strong master.*
Good… Soon, We shall return you to your former mistress’ presence. You have one additional order.
Act towards her as if you chafe under her command. Do not directly disobey, but be surly, argumentative, act as if you resent her. Make comments about how you’re ‘being abused by the living’ and such.
We’re sure such behaviour should come naturally to you. *She chuckles, as if it’s some kind of joke.*
As you wish. *He looks up at Nightmare, hatred burning in his eyes. If he could, he would tear her to pieces and decorate the walls with her remains with a glee that would disturb even the most jaded.*
Anything else, Mistress. *That last word is seemingly soaked with venom.*
*Nightmare Moon grins.* Take this hammer and hit yourself in the face. *She hoofs him a large silver hammer.* We forbid you from not feeling the pain of the impact.
(via wraithtwoey-deactivated20120401)
rennysama-deactivated20160409 asked: *coughthisoneisdeadcough.* Yeah..
Well, if you wish to, We would have no objections to it, and Dusk Rage is incapable of having objections to Our orders.
*He snarls in anger again, attempting to fight her command but to no avail. Whatever she did to cause this, she did it well. He approaches her, bows, and kisses her hooves as commanded.*
*Nightmare Moon smiles.* Good. As you have probably guessed by now, We are your mistress now. Your former owner, Arcelia, no longer has any powers of ownership over you. However, We hereby order you to obey her until We say otherwise, and to give no hint to anypony that you are under Our thrall.
As You command, so it shall be. *His words seem almost strained as he tries to fight back against her. There will be no winning on this battlefield though, control is hers, and she is a strong master.*
Good… Soon, We shall return you to your former mistress’ presence. You have one additional order.
Act towards her as if you chafe under her command. Do not directly disobey, but be surly, argumentative, act as if you resent her. Make comments about how you’re ‘being abused by the living’ and such.
We’re sure such behaviour should come naturally to you. *She chuckles, as if it’s some kind of joke.*
(via wraithtwoey-deactivated20120401)
((ooc: Oh, history, how you do repeat yourself…))
mythic-swirl asked: ooc: is the link between Twoey and Arcelia still there but overridden, or blocked, or has it been cut aside short of there soul bound?
((ooc: It’s disrupted. Should Nightmare Moon’s control be broken it would re-assert itself, but for now it’s gone.))
*Almost immediately Twoey grasps the idea of what is happening and snarls at Nightmare. He is truly in no mood for this today.*
It is somewhat difficult to not see those flanks, Nightmare. They seem to take up a lot of my visual field.
*There is a reason Twoey is not a diplomat.*
Now, now, what fun is it to insult Us? Wouldn’t you rather bow and kiss Our hooves?
*The last bit is emphasised by the binding as a direct order.*
*He snarls in anger again, attempting to fight her command but to no avail. Whatever she did to cause this, she did it well. He approaches her, bows, and kisses her hooves as commanded.*
*Nightmare Moon smiles.* Good. As you have probably guessed by now, We are your mistress now. Your former owner, Arcelia, no longer has any powers of ownership over you. However, We hereby order you to obey her until We say otherwise, and to give no hint to anypony that you are under Our thrall.