Military Grade Shitposter
Marlowe stared, and raised the SCAR ever so slightly. He made a quite visible motion with his index fing-oh wait, his hoof (damn phantom limbs) across his neck, before sighting back in and aiming at it.
Shepard, in the meanwhile, glowed a soft blue and stretched a hoof out as her horn glowed, attempting to Pull the bag out of the creature's hands - or, failing that, pull whatever the hell that thing was off of the manticore.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
HUNK quickly aimed his pistol at the new creature,he knows that the strange beast will wake up the manticore anyways,he could easily rush at the creature and snap its neck before it could explode the bag,but he might explode it before he even got to it.
"Atleast i will take pleasure in killing you painfully if you ever dare to blow it...." he mutters to himself,the red lenses of his gasmask glowing even more than normal
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Applejack raised an eyebrow, slowly, carefully. There was a good chance that she was hallucinating, or even dreaming... A few quiet seconds passed for the farmer filly as she stared. Then she realized that this was really happening.
"Ya'll gotta be kidin' me."
edited 23rd Aug '12 10:16:11 PM by Bassetete
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The Chew Toy of Gaming
K' had noticed a horse with a hat sticking her head out of a nearby bush. He nodded to show that someone knew she was there.
Then, the black baboon thing showed up.
Normally, he'd simply torch the thing and walk away, but due to the presence of a certain feline factor that would complicate that plan, K' settled for the most potent glare he could give.
Lampshade Hanging: It's a lifestyle.
The creature's expression went from devious to ecstatic, revealing his teeth being splotched with red blood stains, nodding towards HUNK that just screamed at him "Just as long you poor bastards get mauled I don't care!!" He moved the slap the paper bag -
But Shepard successfully pulled the bag out of the creature's hand. It immediately frowned, looking extremely disappointed......but then smiled deviously again......
It was then Juliet finally noticed what was happening. Her eyes widened upon seeing the creature......
"Holy shit, that's a Boggart!" she said.
Then suddenly as quick as lightening the boggart pulled out an air horn -
The sounds of the forest and the storm became instantly silenced as a sound completely foreign to Everfree
echoed into the night.......
As its intention as done, the boggart ran off cackling into the shadows, leaving the ponies to their fate......
edited 27th Aug '12 3:47:46 PM by UdtheImp
DAMMIT MARK, STOP HOTTING HELPY!!
Military Grade Shitposter
Shepard immediately turned to everyone present. The look in her eyes suggested that what she was about to order was a near-suicidal move for her - and that she didn't care anyway.
"Everyone, everypony, I don't care, run! I'll hold this off!"
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
There was some movement in the bushes near the manticore as the ponified humans could see.
Out of it crept up, on his tippy toes, a short, lanky black skinned creature with spindly limbs, hands, and feet with a large bulbous head, bright yellow eyes with only black pupils in the middle, large pointed ears, a long pointy nose, and a large mouth. It was some sort of add caricature, with everything below the top of its neck being hilariously think and stick like and everything above the neck hilariously oversized. In one of its hands was a paper bag.
It quietly blow air into it, inflating it.
It raised a bag over the manticore's head.
It gave a wide malicious grin, showing rows of sharpened, yellowed teeth as it raised its other hand, gesturing towards the bag with a flattened palm.
It would be clearly evident what the creature was trying to do, taunting the heroes with the inevitable......
edited 23rd Aug '12 1:35:41 PM by UdtheImp
DAMMIT MARK, STOP HOTTING HELPY!!