Hmmmmmm. Let's start off with Risk.
Very well.
*She gets out the Risk board and starts setting it up.*
What colour would you like?
Darling if you wanted to go on a date all you had to do was ask, no need to threaten my store~
Well, you are Our enemy, and We still hate you even if We are very attracted to you…
Honestly, We asked somepony their advice, and it was either this or kidnap Sweetie Belle.
Soarin’s busy, but We left him a note about the tickets. We’re sure he’ll come through for Us.
I am heavy weapons guy *puts minigun on table* and this is my weapon.
Really? By Our estimation, a weapon of that type would require you to be braced to a wall or bolted to the floor in order to fire it, and you would still risk broken limbs or soft tissue damage. Also, it would empty that barrel in less than 10 seconds, not to mention the power supply problem…
i-im an e-enemy?
Well, your female counterpart is, and We are not one to take chances with that sort of thing.
@Rarity ((Anypony who’s playing Rarity who’s interested.))
Yes. Go on a date with Us, and We will diffuse the bomb.
How’s tomorrow night work for you? And what sort of restaurant would you like to go to? Any shows you’d like to see?
Well…I do like italian food…and I think the wonderbolts are putting on a show tomorrow. But you must give me your word that the bomb will be gone!!!
You have Our word. Go on a date with Us, and the bomb will be gone.
We’ll ask Soarin if he can get Us tickets. Assuming, that is, he isn’t busy being silly again.
wELL, yOUR IMPERIOUS CONDESCENSION, iS THAT THE PROPER TITLE, wELL WHAT i WANTED WAS, i THINK i HAVE FALLEN IN LOVE, aND i WAS HOPING YOU COULD PROVIDE, uHH, sOME DIVINE AID OF SOME VARIETY,
We think We could help with that.
Firstly, We need to know what filly (or colt, We don’t judge) has caught your eye. Also, *glancing at his robot legs* do you still have the proper ‘components’ in there? Because it will make things significantly more difficult if you don’t.
Oh, and you should know that We’re the only pony We’ve ever encountered that can experience what your species dubs 'black romance’, so if you’re looking for that you’re probably out of luck.
@Rarity ((Anypony who’s playing Rarity who’s interested.))
Our demands are simple. All We want is you to agree to… *dramatic pause* go on a date with Us!
*sniffs* i-is that all? Th-then you’ll defuse the bomb? Promise???
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Yes. Go on a date with Us, and We will diffuse the bomb.
How’s tomorrow night work for you? And what sort of restaurant would you like to go to? Any shows you’d like to see?
@Rarity ((Anypony who’s playing Rarity who’s interested.))
We have planted an explosive device within your Boutique. It is magically concealed, and you will never discover it in time. It will detonate in one hour and completely destroy everything you have worked towards, unless you meet Our demands.
oh nonononono m-my boutique! I’ll do whatever you want, just please don’t destroy *sniff* my beautiful boutique!!!
Our demands are simple. All We want is you to agree to… *dramatic pause* go on a date with Us!
SturmSault
*the two remaining unicorns watch as their comrade goes up in a sudden and deafening burst of flesh, fire and bits of shrapnel, the burst their hooves through their suits, and the flames licking against Sturm’s wing as he drops down and crashes into the ground, wrenching the fallen Reaver the unicorn had dropped and turning it to face at the nearest Reanimated.
Flipping onto his back, he beats his wings and sails up a few feet, working the trigger with his hoof and sending a burst of magic-laced HE 7.62s into the creatures ‘face’. Above him, the three pegasi sweep in and strafe, the unicorns using the cover to gallop towards the tunnels, the pegasi laying down heavy cover fire as they crawl towards them.
“Sir, what’d we do if she’s here?” Cone asks from the hole, shouting to be heard over the din.
“We probably die.” Sturm responds, tackling into the Sergeant and rolling as rounds stitch past them *
The reanimated takes the shells right on it’s helmet, blowing it’s head clean off. It slumps over, deactivated. The others press on towards the team.
At the bottom of the stairs is one of the entrances to Nightmare Moon’s original Anonvania, a massive tunnel system housing most of the anons living in Equestria.
Above, the doors bunker doors are being held open by pneumatic pistons, and look thick enough to slow down the reanimated for quite some time should the pistons be ruptured…
