Nah, you go first.
All right.
*She sets down a tiny soldier on Fillydelphia.*
((ooc: I haven’t played Risk in years, so I don’t really remember how it starts out.))
*The waiter rushes away to fill her order* So how was your day Ruler of All? Ours was filled with much mirth, you would not believe how many terrible motion pictures the sun-tyrant has made of us.
AnonymousWell, other than a slight but persistent headache We have had a rather good day as well. Things seem to be going Our way of late.
i LOVE ANIMALS, aND THEY LOVE ME, mOSTLY, aND IF THEY DON'T i CAN ALWAYS cOMMUNE WITH THEM, iT MAKES THEM FRIENDLIER, eXCEPT i TRIED TO cOMMUNE WITH HER BUNNY AND IT WAS SCARY, bUT OTHER THAN THAT i'VE NEVER HAD A PROBLEM,
We might have just the thing. Be by her side tomorrow, and you will have the chance to be her hero. That should put your romance on a healthy starting track.
SturmSault
*Sturm tosses the Reaver to one of the unicorns who wraps it in a levitation field, bringing it to bear on the entrance one of the pegasi is attempting to buck open. Looking up and noticing the pneumatic system, Sturm reaches into his saddle bag, pulling out a tube-charge and pulling the det-wire out with his teeth. With the cap primed, he turns around and shields his head, wincing as the roar nearly deafens him.
With the pistons shredded, the door clangs down with a heavy thud, the team turning their headlamps on to ward off the darker corners of the underground tunnels.
As they mover further into the facility, Bucky turns and sets up several laser trip-wire charges, planting the devices in the corners to further thin the ranks of any force in pursuit.
“How do we even know she’s still alive?” he asks, swinging the barrels of his battle-saddle side to side.
“I don’t think there’s a thing alive that can kill her…” *
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There are no signs or guides marking the tunnels, but they are different enough from one another that the team should have not trouble avoiding going in circles. They soon find themselves facing a door that looks incongruously out-of-place in the tunnels. Unlike the bare metal and concrete aesthetic found in the rest of the system, it is made from fine polished redwood, and bears a bronze plaque with the numbers ‘306’ engraved on it.
((ooc: Moving things along…))
nO NO, iT'S DEFINITELY RED, fLUSHED THAT IS, aND YEAH i'M PRETTY SURE IT'S ALL THERE, eQUIUS IS VERY THOROUGH WITH HIS ROBOTICS, (iT IS A LITTLE CREEPY BUT i'M OKAY WITH IT,) aND AS FOR HER NAME, uHH, sHE'S CALLED FLUTTERSHY,
Hmm… How are you with animals, Tavros?
Whoa whoa whoa, wait just a minute. You're planning on killing Fluttershy?
If We have to. Unlike most of her friends We have nothing against her personally other than her utter uselessness, but the Elements of Harmony pose the single greatest threat to Our rule.
For you My Queen? Nothing on this wretched world is good enough for thee. But we have heard the hot peppers stuffed with herbed risotto and basil sauce are quite enjoyable, and the rosemary and truffle bruschetta is said to be divine.
AnonymousThat sounds lovely. Waiter, show Us to Our table!
*The waiter quickly rushes her to a table, ahead of the line, ignoring a few annoyed customers.*
We will have what our date suggested. Oh, and waiter, bring us a bottle of Cabernet Franc, at least 15 years old.
Ever considered using your minions for a game of life size chess?
We have tried it. It didn’t work out so well. The anons got bored while We considered Our moves and one of Our key pawns fell asleep.
