vindicarthehippogriff asked: *he stands in the center of circle and relaxes a bit*
*Vindicar feels a slight tingle run through him, as Nightmare Moon’s magic scans his entire body.*
Hmm… We don’t see any abnormalities that immediately jump out at Us. We’ll go through these results more carefully, then get back to you with Our findings.
Anonymous asked: Do you want anything in perticular for it?
For Our birthday? The usual list.
We hope you all have presents for Luna. Or else.
mythic-swirl asked: *the spell fades, as does the field inside, and laying within the circle, seemingly passed out, is Arcel, the original one, he moans lowly, mostly out of it* Oh by Luna, do I have a splitting headache. *he gave a small joking grin*
*Nightmare Moon rushes into the circle.*
Arcel! *She wraps her forelegs and wings around him and hugs him close.*
Anonymous asked: No, I'm the pony one. I just had a break in between death and wanted to say hello.-Death
Ah.
How is Uncle Hades these nights?
mythic-swirl asked: *a cry is heard from within the spell area as it starts to take effect, the jewelery suddenly flying out of the circle, not compatible with the spell Nightmare is using, and for a moment, an opaque field of energy fills the area* (ooc: going to do my own post of what happens within the field, but time is going to kind of flow different in it, just a moment or two for Arcel and Mythic to meet)
*Unable to see within the field, even with her enhanced senses, Nightmare Moon weaves the final patterns to complete the spell, hoping for the best.*
key-blazer asked: *begins to stumble over his own words* I-I was wondering if um.. you'd like to maybe... go out with m-m-m-me?
Hmm. Perhaps.
Where would you take Us?
Anonymous asked: Nightmare Moon! How are you? -Death
Well enough, We suppose.
Could We ask which death it is We’re speaking to? We assume it’s not the one ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴀʟᴋs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪs.
key-blazer asked: *bows* My queen, I have something I want to ask you.
Very well. Go ahead.
Our horn is tired.
mythic-swirl asked: *eyes widen and hug, then relaxes* I know, but I am not a copy, even here, I have met so many ponies that treated me like an individual, not as if I was just a copy. *sighs* Though they might have just been being nice I guess, a-and whenever you are read- *the jewel on the necklace suddenly cracks, here eyes widen* No no no! *her body glows a bit and she cringes in pain* The S-spell is starting to give out.
*Nightmare Moon leaps back and hastily begins tracing a circle around Mythic with her horn.*
We’ll have to work quickly.
*Nightmare Moon closes her eyes, and her horn begins to glow. Out of a small bag on her workbench floats a polished sphere of dull grey metal. Nightmare Moon levitates it into position above the circle, then there is a bright flash as her magic forces the sphere to implode, then the tell-tale static-y tearing sound of reality being split…*