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39323512 No. 39323512 Stickied [View] [Last 50 posts]

Welcome to /RP/!

Hello there and welcome to the roleplaying board! Here, there be monsters and heroes, demons and heroines, love, adventure, and, of course, ponies of all manner and kind! But before you sink yourself into the world of imagination, please take the time to read a little bit about how the board works and how to join in on the fun!

Table of Contents!

A few tips on how to get into this community!
A brief list to read and follow.
A little advice on what to do if you're experiencing a problem.
Various resources available to enhance your /RP/ experience.
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And now back to our regular programme!
Humans are not real. If you saw any humans, or if any humans have told you they saw any humans, or if you believe to be human yourself, please direct your hooves to your nearest certified retrophrenologist to have your little "hyooman" issue fixed. It's only 5 bits and lasts a lifetime! Minor side effects may occur like migraine, skull fracture, sudden blackouts, profuse gum bleeding, and schizophrenia.

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40637896 No. 40637896 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Crazy #Courtesy/Common Sense/Fun

>If you want to make a Donut Bar thread, seea suggested OP post at

Unless of course Skype lied to me. Then of course this thread is useless and pay no mind to the happy birthdays.

The bar is NOT auto-staff, and it will stay that way.

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>You could think of some ten games later and share here maybe, then I'll share mine :3

>Who and who?
>> No. 40638043
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>Ben, Cleo or Izumi?
>> No. 40638044
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>Depends on if you wanna Śweenie, Bluebell, Icy or Goplana from me.

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40565202 No. 40565202 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Ask/invite #Canon: Trotswood #Ponies

On the Edge of Equestria near the western forests. Lies Trotswood, a small town on the Edge
of civilization as ponies know it. A haven for the weird and supernatural, Trotswood has
never grown into a particularly large town and though ponies come and go, it needs more
ponies to grow. Ponies who can run shops, work jobs, and defend the town from the horrors
that lurk at its edges. The town is small right now, consisting of a few shops, some homes,
a hospital, and the bar next to the hospital.

Trotswood is supposed to be a growing community, where there is no overall OP to handle anything
but OOC disputes and the rules. Everything is player driven, the story, the town, the ponies in
in the town. It is a place players can make an arc, and bring the whole town into it, you do not have
to make up a setting or anything, just take the town and its basics and make it into a place
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Orchid trots happily behind her Would you like me to do anything for you?
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Diamond shrugs
"Hell, I rarely even do anything around this place any more...I'm at work every day, so I never have time to sit around. It's kinda frustrating...So, I've got no idea. Whatever you like, I guess."
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she parks the van getting out
"c'mon!" she said smiling

cherri activates a camera on the bow she blinks
she dropped the plate shocked as she saw mystic
"I.....I.....I dropped my food..."
a little cleaning droid comes in and sucks it up like a super rhomba.
"how....what is the coincidence?!"

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40592320 No. 40592320 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Closed #Canon: 6A #Chill #Dark #Violence #FiM-only #Semi-serious

You see, the city was going up in flames.


In what will be remembered as the most daring terrorist attack of the decade, a group of unnamed saboteurs turned the Central Divide into a war zone. After an unknown number of assailants—suspected by be between fourteen and twenty—ambushed a Lonestar armored convoy with high explosives and heavy weapons. The attacks left over twenty law enforcers dead; and in the crossfire, Royal Centurion Blue was shot multiple times and fell approximately forty feet onto a side-bridge. He is currently being kept in an undisclosed location, and is reportedly in critical condition. Police are advising citizens to remain indoors, and we will report more on this story as it devel—


Breaking news, folks. Mere hours after the devastating gunfight at the Central Divide, a bomb of unknown origin has been discovered aboard the Celestian Celbratory Cruiser Perfect Dawn, which was in the process of making its annual tour around the Canterlot area. The ship had been seized a group of Ibexian radicals of unknown origin and capabilities, but it is believed at this time that they were going to detonate the ship directly over downtown, which would have killed dozens in the blast. Fortunately, a Lonestar strike team was able to storm the boat and neutralize the terrorists before their plot could come to fruition. It is currently believed that the terrorists were connected to the—

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>> No. 40637860
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"Redheads incoming, I'm grabbin' Suave a gun and booze."
She does a double-take.
"Wow. I said that like it was nothin'. When we're done not dying, remind me to rethink my life."

She opens it.

Hilarity ensues.
>> No. 40637873
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Breaking news, as Downtown Canterlot experienced the first major act of public gang violence since the Night of Fire today. In what was described by onlookers as "A shocking spectacle...just the weirdest I've ever seen", a group of armed ponies dressed in Maid outfits opened fire at the security staff at Downtown's popular Bombshell club, killing several members of the DeTrot Bangers, and forcibly abducting several bystanders. The missing ponies include sixteen showgirls in the employ of the establishment, as well as a mottle-patterned cold who was identified as the owner's son. When contacted for statement regarding Lonestar's evident inability to curtail the violence between the Bangers and this strange band of maids, Commissioner Sickle--the current coordinator of Downtown operations--replied that "No bystanders were harmed during this exchange, and those that lost their lives were ne'er-do-wells who had willingly embarked upon a path of crime. It is not Lonestar's duty to...


Guttersnipe's screams reverberate through the concourse, each one more squeaky and agonized than the last. Despite Umami's tender ministrations, he's far from alright: during the attack, he suffered two of the few injuries a pony can't quickly recover from. First a broken leg, which can be mended with a cast and some time--but second, and more disastrous, a fractured spine. Even the least medically-knowledgeable among you can see quite clearly what's wrong with him: his hind legs are so limp it's almost painful to behold, and despite his furious thrashing they barely move an inch. The fractured bones are making their effects felt: fever, small disruptions in the fur, and--of course--near-ceaseless agony. Softer ponies would find it a a heart-rending sight--as it is, it's just another mess to clean up. Umami, bless his heart, is a medic and not a surgeon: and even if he was, he'd lack the tools he needs to make the boy whole again.

He needs
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Umi roots through the meager supplies he had with him, shaking his head slightly. He had to find something to kill the pain, something to cut the fever....Damn it, the kid needed one of those robot parts, just so he could walk on his own. He hung his head, mentally cursing. He was still new to this, damn it! Okay, the fever... He dampened a towel in a one of the rare bottles of clean water they had down there, laying it across the colt's forehead. "It's okay, Gutter. You're going to be fine." He offered the young one the rest of the bottle. "Stay hydrated. We're going to get you some pain killers. Morphine. And we're gonna get you fixed up, Guttersnipe."

The mountain of a pegasus sat beside the colt, trying to sooth him as best he could. His knowledge wasn't vast, and most of the remedies were scavenged. Torn cloth for bandages, cushions made from cardboard boxes, it was all to little. The young one needed more, and he needed it soon...

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40635642 No. 40635642 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Crazy #Courtesy/Common Sense/Fun

>If you want to make a Donut Bar thread, seea suggested OP post at

All cities have dark sides, and Canterlot is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, everything appears to be dark and cold, the rainy weather being but an exclamation mark deepening the atmosphere of alienation and lurking fear.

The atmosphere changes though, as soon as you pass the worn door over the neon sign saying, in bright bold letters [U]D NUT BAR

Inside, amongst the tables and chairs dating back to the last century, with their nicks and stains and worn out padding, you can finally get yourself dry, drink something hot and wait out the rain. There's even a antique jukebox - someone placed the damaged neon 'o' from the sign outside next to it, the stylised glass donut looking a bit out of place with the sombre décor.
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>> No. 40637903
Did something hit me?

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40516954 No. 40516954 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Ask/invite #Canon: AOS/An Odd Story #Adventure #Chill #Violence #Shipping #Semi-serious #Party!

>Off in the distance you see a timeworn yet magnificent mansion that stands alone towering over the surrounding area. Past that is a lush forest that stretches to the vast mountains beyond. Many sorts are drawn to the curiosity that is the mansion.No one knows where it came from or how long it has been there. For whatever reason you find yourself heading towards it. You may not know what tales you will weave in these winding halls. No one does, but all stories have a beginning and this one starts with a knock.

We have our own Wikia page. Note: pages that are being vandalized WILL be locked, and the vandal will receive an IP ban. Friendly and accurate editing is encouraged however.

Please read the following rules thread before joining. If you do plan on joining, then post info about your character in the rules thread. There is a provided blank sheet in the OP. Thank you:

Last thread:
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>He looked at her somewhat blankly, confused that she would even be considering the world of cheerleading for all things.
Huh, interesting. Well then, I hope its something that can work out for you then.

>He then watches as she then jumps up and hugs Seras, cocking an eyebrow in confusion and curiosity.

Hm. Wouldnt have minded joining. Though...heh, dont exactly want to die on the job like the last time I went through one of those.
>He shudders a bit.

>He nods.
>> No. 40637885
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"So now we search up, instead of down...I can deal with that. At least the mansion's clean up here...the basement is terrifying in the worst ways." He follows the other pegasus, starting to look forward to getting back to the Orion. Was the group back yet? If they were, were they all okay? Damn it...he should have been looking harder.
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"Ooooh, okay," she said. "It's one of those situations, I suppose."

She rubbed the back of her head.

Seras shrugged.

"Beats me! Haven't seen him in a while."

"Aaaaaaah! Okay! I get it, now!"

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40617598 No. 40617598 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Planned #Canon: Northern Kingdom #Adventure #Violence

Welcome to the Northern Kingdom rp, wanna sign up or read up on some of the back story then visit the sign up thread in the oc.

Now on to the story

The blizzard was merciless as it covered the ponies traveling a narrow path through the mountains. The storm surely hindered their travels and none of them can see what was ahead. The guide turned and began to shout over the storm so he could be heard. "This is far as I go, if you continue on you'll be leaving Equestria. Stay on the path at all costs and you'll reach a cave that will take you through the mountains. If you have any questions about this area you best ask now."
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>> No. 40635397
"What if they flied in opposite directions?"
>> No. 40636280
"Who knows?" Lunar Sun said this without looking at her companions, just staring straight ahead.
>> No. 40636283
"That wasn't an actual question, if those things went i opposite directions, he'd get ripped in half"

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40634621 No. 40634621 [View]
#Open #Ask/invite #Canon: The Dicening #Fresh start #Adventure #Chill #Lighthearted #General #Power Limit #Crazy

Some say the Blessed Dice of St. Gygax were destroyed, long ago when the Grognard armies marched on Blackfell Keep. Some say St. Gygax himself guards them, entombed deep beneath the ground in the far off holy lands. Some say it is thanks to the Blessed Dice that there is magic, and that the Old Ways are cropping up once more.
But there are others who disagree.
To the East, The Herald Black raises an army, to take the lands for his own in the name of the Sixth Empire. To the West, the dwarves live their strange, reclusive lives beneath the mountains.
And here, in the center of the land, lies the serfdom of Bobbinghamshireton. This is your home, and home to many immigrants from around the world. A strange man has been in town for the past week, raving about dice, and a tomb. He is looking for a party… to storm the ruins of Blackfell Keep.

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>> No. 40634648
"Surely one may simply bash down the door?" the young fool says, tapping his chin.
"Not even the finest metal in the land stands up to a good catapult..."
>> No. 40634665
"Allow me to elaborate."
The old man picks up a twisted staff of oak and drives the end into the ground. A white orb the size of a melon shoots from the tip, bobbing in the air at about chest height. In the orb, a fortress is visible. Great black walls, made of polished obsidian, and a gate of shining iron. The years have not seemed to effect the great Blackfell Keep…
"We would need the might of the Armies of theSixth Empire to break that gate."
>> No. 40634674
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"But if we bring the armies of the Sixth Empire to this land, they will wreak havoc!"
The young "swords"man stares into the globe, confusion contorting his brow.
"What sort of trickery will we need, then?"

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40633074 No. 40633074 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Crazy #Courtesy/Common Sense/Fun #Nyan Cat never forget.

Miaow, miaow miaow -
miaow miaow

Miaow, miaow miaow miaow - miaow miaow. Miaow? Miaow miaow miaow, miaow miaow. Miaow miaow miaow. Miaow miaow.

Miaow miaow miaow miaow. Miaow - miaow miaow miaow. Miaow miaow miaow. Miaow miaow miaow miaow miaow, miaow miaow miaow; miaow miaow.

Miaow miaow miaow miaow - miaow. Miaow miaow, miaow miaow miaow. Miaow miaow.
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>> No. 40635643
Oh wow talk about lucky... Would you like to get a better view?~
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40631074 No. 40631074 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #Non-pony #Semi-serious #Crazy #Courtesy/Common Sense/Fun #I'm so alone

>If you want to make a Donut Bar thread, seea suggested OP post at

All cities have dark sides, and Canterlot is certainly no exception. On the wrong side of the tracks, everything appears to be dark and cold, the rainy weather being but an exclamation mark deepening the atmosphere of alienation and lurking fear.

The atmosphere changes though, as soon as you pass the worn door over the neon sign saying, in bright bold letters [U]D NUT BAR

Inside, amongst the tables and chairs dating back to the last century, with their nicks and stains and worn out padding, you can finally get yourself dry, drink something hot and wait out the rain. There's even a antique jukebox - someone placed the damaged neon 'o' from the sign outside next to it, the stylised glass donut looking a bit out of place with the sombre décor.
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>> No. 40633468
A hooded pony walks in. Small, the size of a filly. She walks up to the bar, fumbles for a stool, and hops up.
"Got any cider? Not hard, please. Don't like it."
Dang, that IS a filly.

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40094034 No. 40094034 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Closed #Canon: Destination: Equestria #Series: Requiem #Adventure #Dark #Violence #General #Serious #So close...

Fear. One of the most potent forces. An instrument to rule over others, to bind and break them. A tool of tyrants and monsters.

How grim and narrow-minded.

Fear of the dark and cold gave birth to fire. Fear of being forgotten creates truly amazing works of art. Fear of loneliness forms friendships and communities. Fear of extinction creates new life.

Sit for a while, and witness for yourself what tremendous feats a small band of heroes could be motivated to accomplish...out of their fear of death. Look to the other end of the playing the soulless monstrosity plaguing the land, its vast army...and the puppet it has created to gain my favor and sate my hunger.

Amazing what fear can create, no?

Look, they have almost reached their destination. Impressive that they managed to get the ship up and ready in such a short time, don't you think? Fear, my friend. In an way, you could say...they owe their accomplishments to me. Funny, really...that it was me causing what led us all to this point...and what will end this conflict, one way or another. But enough talk...I'm eager to meet them all.
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Rillian slowly started to advance towards Tonic, unsure of whether or not he would be noticed in any way. If he was though, he was prepared to jump back in an instant.
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Wheaton was too dumbfounded by everything he had just seen to know what to really do as he followed the rest of the group into the depths of this forsaken place. He just looked about himself, bewildered by these "sleeping" ponies, and the illusions that he had just seen, turning back to check on Rillian every now and then, trying not to crumble beneath the feeling of dread and horror this place held. Why did he feel like the eyes of something unknowable were upon him? He reached out to one of the sleeping ponies and would put his hoof to him or her to see if he could get an idea of their state of being, trying to keep his mind focused on them.
>> No. 40631771
Having ducked under a low archway to witness the current events that unfolded, he could only listen. Listen to the words that were spoken. Listen, listen to the clip clop of hooves gentle in movement nearing the target. A boiling, overflowing need to simply level the place, wipe the crystal, and leave. But it'd be too easy, or too difficult. All he could do was merely sit, watching the show before him with a sharpened gaze. Close, so close. So close and he could taste it.

Just wait. Wait, wait, wait...

No. 40628996 [View]
#Open #Canon #Adventure #Ponies #Crazy

A new pony walks in town. She looks nice so you want to meet her
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>> No. 40629823
>Blackice realizes he speaks fluent giant monster
yes, here is 10 bits
>> No. 40629937
I seriously didn't think you'd respond to the initial post and now I have no clue where to take this.

>the bits turn red hot in the monster's hand

Thank you kind, Equine! I shall spare your life!

>with that, the giant 10 foot tall monster goes off to find a bus
>> No. 40630010
and thats how equestria was made

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40628225 No. 40628225 Autosaged [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Canon: Donut Bar #Pseudo-canon #Cross-canon #Chill #Lighthearted #Shipping #General #Semi-serious #Crazy #Courtesy/Common Sense/Fun

>If you want to make a Donut Bar thread, seea suggested OP post at

STill in the topic of alternate universes and such, lets see what you lot would consider a good cross over. Be it from a book, game, moive, TV show, or your own story, what would be some things you'd like to see cross into other parts? Like you peas and your mashtaters mixing together. Don't be alarmed!

The bar is NOT auto-staff, and it will stay that way.

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>Axel smiles a bit as he cuddles up into the tail

Well when you put it that way~
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>> No. 40631077
>Hey, you.
>Hope your tummy feels better

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40265394 No. 40265394 [View]
#Closed #Canon: The Swirlies #Adventure #Dark #Violence #Non-pony #Serious

His hand moved with fluid certainty as each stroke of the charcoal pencil brought forth a little more detail to the scene before him. It was not his best, but then again, maps hardly ever were. His thin hands were not striving to create one of his often hailed as 'magnificent' artworks, but rather working the outline of a battlefield; a tool that he would use to illustrate the carefully thought out plan in his mind.

The tip of the charcoal snaps and shoots across the table, bouncing off the sleek maroon leather seat across from him before rolling to a stop on the floor. He sighs.

He often got nervous just before a hunt with a new group. There was so much room for error, and so little for success. A simple and seemingly straight-forward plan could be tossed to the fryers if you lacked the basics of a group dynamic. Trust, of course, was the key element if you were to have a successful hunt. But how could one trust someone they new very little of? It was difficult, and sometimes almost nigh impossible. He himself had seen it too many times in his years on the streets. All it took was a inkling of doubt or fear, and before you knew it, that kid who was supposed to watch your back was now a mile down the road and still running, leaving you open to attack. He didn't want that. Didn't need it, and he wouldn't have it. Which was why he was going to test them first. See how they could hold up as a team before they went after the big prize.

With the same fluid motion used to draw the streets, trees, and shops-all key area points to be used for the first test-his hand reached to his coat pocket and withdrew a small sharpener, which he went on to use to carve a new point from his tool, his eyes glancing up briefly at the door, and then the clock. Seven fourty two. The sun had yet
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>> No. 40608490
Roth barely even managed a shrug at James verdict of 'ol Benny, not caring enough to argue. It would be a waist of precious minutes to dispute the credibility of his snoopy little friend.

He watches and notes the area that James points to with an approving nod. If it were any one else, he might have shown a little concern about splitting the group apart, but not with James. He was too wild for anything short of a humanoid typhoon to take him down, and the park wasn't huge. Roth would be able to hear a whistle or a cry for help.

"Good idea, be easier to cover more ground. Me and Marcus will take the front end of the park then and if we're lucky maybe catch the pisser and chase him back toward you. You gonna need some gear, Spark? I got some flashlights and a few firecrackers in my side pocket."

He pulls his backpack towards his chest and starts digging around in his luggage, pulling out a few light-weight flashlights and a paperbag.

"Be careful snooping around Bennys spot. He's got a few booby traps set up for me. Nothing too dangerous though."

Roths nonchalant mention of the traps makes it sound as if he were just inviting a good friend over to come have dinner at his house and afterwards play a few games. Nothing dangerous at all.
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Your word...

>> No. 40628569


He stared at the empty plate for a moment, his head bobbing just slightly and his lips in a satisfied sort of frown. Yeah, he could do that shit again. No problem. Not a drop of a shake, not a lone fry, and not a lone segment of bun was left; all was consumed in some kind of miniature hungry-holocaust.

"That was some good shit," he declares aloud, wiping his hands and chin with a napkin. "I dunno why I haven't been here before. Wasted time."

With a grunt, he rose to a standing position, giving his back a little pop.

"Maybe I'll bring some of my work buddies in here next time. You're doin God's work in heyah."

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40460129 No. 40460129 [View] [Last 50 posts]
#Open #Pseudo-canon #Series: End times or something darker #Adventure #Crossover #Dark #Violence #Semi-serious #Normal

Link to ooc which you should read before hopping in:

Week One-Canterlot

My dearest Toby,
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>> No. 40627757
Shining Armour gives her a bit of an annoyed look, but otherwise ignores her attitude. Or at least tries to.

"Right then, my guard informed me that you need access to a computer? If you would just follow me, we'll see what we can do about getting one up and running for you.."

He makes his way a bit farther down the hall and stops to unlock one of the many doors. Inside is a room that looks untouched forthe most part. A few cords have been ripped from sockets and cut from whatever appliance they had been attached to, but on the far left side there still stands a small cluster of old computers. Dark from lack of power and covered in dust, they look as if no one has bothered to boot them up in years.

Two of the unicorns walk over as a third pulls a book out of his carrying pack and flips it open. After finding the page he wants, he carries the book over to the computers, and guiding the other unicorns, begins the spell that will bring power to the old tech.

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"This piece'a shit's your computer?" She runs her hands through her nonexistent hair, looking rather frazzled.

"I can aid you substantially. My magical powers are rather strong, and would easily be able to aid you in keeping this building safe. However, I do have a few other suggestions of building that I saw through the window. They would require search parties, but from the outside look do-able."

Reapo clings to Toby, pointing to Entity with a quivering finger.
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Shining actually looks surprised at the mention of magic, and he smiles. He wasn't going to miss an opportunity for help, that was for sure.

"Really? Great! As soon as your finished with the computer, I'll get my second in command up here and we can start going over your suggestions."


Toby looks down the stairs briefly before he moves on down the hall. He was just as creeped out by the change in Astral as Reapo was, and it only made him more eager to get away from the humanoid.

"I know little buddy. Ah know."

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