☠ - I hate you
☢ - You’re ugly
♥ - I love you
☺ - You make me smile
♔ - You’re cute
★ - I want to marry you
❈ - I want you to be my slave
♬ - I love your blog
▲ - You should delete your account
✖ - I’d rape you
❀ - I really , really want to hug you
♛ - You’re hot
☣ - Stay away from me
♦ - You’re my crush
ღ - Please go out with me
✥ - I’d have sex with you
*He has landed on the outer wall. He left quite the dent, and guards are rapidly approaching in response to the crunching sound.*
Plenty of special police and other sentient rush past Nightmare Moon to combat the new bandit uprising, leaving Nightmare Moon trudging up the stairs along.
“Come in, come in, you made it here despite all this violence, take a seat, stay awhile” A welcoming voice intoned from within. It belonged to a well kempt stallion in a business suit with a cigar.
“I assume, you wanted to talk to me, if you came all this way.”
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“Yes.” She steps into the room. “We assume We are speaking to the being living inside Al Capony, correct?"
Goodbye!
*She gets up on shaky legs and goes to take a shower.*
*The portal is a one-way gate for scrambling the Castle’s aerial defences. It leads to about 50 feet above the castle walls.*
Anonymous*Nightmare Moon dances along side him.*
We don’t mind. We quite liked David Ponie. Especially when he wore that tight saddle in that play. Mmm…
Nightmare Moon follows behind him. “We intentionally didn’t have him watched at all. We didn’t want to tip him off that We knew who he was. But, looking at this place, perhaps that was something of an oversight…”
((ooc: It’s really weird, but apparently tumblr is delaying all my reblog notices by about 1-2 hours.))
(ooc: I rarely even get reblog annoucements… eh, but that could be because few ever reblog my stuff, to be expected being an OC pony)
“Maybe just a bit dear…” reachs the control room, there area few voice amplification and transferance stones, as well as one hooked up to a magical transmitter. But the most striking feature is a huge detailed map of the Everfree Forest up on one wall, certian areas marked, some saying Excivation complete, or underway, on a table are some ancient journals and astrological books, “Well… I guess this is where he got his supplies of Nightmarium… Meteor strikes throughout the ages that never got mined up over the past 1000 plus years….” he said, in awe.
Nightmare Moon looks over all the maps and devices. “His plans were much more intricate than We had thought… We will have that lisping one that works for Vriska look over these machines, as well as Our own information networks looking for any spy devices or security breaches he may have left behind.”
Yes, that’s what he told Us. Besides, We cast a contraceptive and protective spell on Ourselves before hand.
Well, the last pony We had sex with was Starbuck, and We were sure to cast a protective spell on Ourselves ahead of time. Arcel’s been recovering from his last encounter with Dark Descent.
