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"Hear me, my peace-drunk brethren! You are being led astray by your weak and frail leader Queenchief Nuria. She colludes with the ponies to declaw you, to dull your fangs! Long ago the Kirin struck fear into any country touching the sea! We were rulers of bloodied coin and had respect! but now, now the ponies, the weak cowardly ponies try to take away your culture! They deny us our heritage! Join me! join me and I'll show you the true path to power! Through blood! Carnage and gold! I defeated your 'queen' in single battle... She has failed you and grown soft with her 'peace.' a lapdog for her Equestrian masters! It is time for the Kirin to return to the forefront, through fire and blood!"- The Warlord Ashwrath gave this recuitment speech in the kirin city of Aeros with a retinue of strange uniform looking kirin. Many are worried of the violence to come and are already petitioning Equestria to intervene.
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Topic Started: Oct 11 2016, 08:05 PM (55 Views)
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Oct 11 2016, 08:05 PM
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There was every possibility Myalo may have had plans for today. Get some coffee, kill Aether, spark a Thestral rebellion.... You can get a lot done in a day, after all. Unfortunately, the pile of organs, armor, and a halberd that landed in front of him had other ideas.
Villanelle had clearly seen better days. Blood magic was hard at work, trying to piece her back together, but it quite clearly lacked the stored mana for this level of damage. Her armor was, if not outright destroyed, in severe need of repairs. It was certainly nonfunctional at the moment. Ziel Des Tale was not quite as damaged, but hairline cracks crisscrossed both the red gem and the haft.
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Oct 11 2016, 08:54 PM
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Myalo took the Noctal by the neck, flinging her across the room and smashing her head through a table. He dragged her back over with telekinesis, lifting her to her hooves and striking the side of her head and causing her to fall to the floor. "Alright, you bitch. Ready to give me all those bits and let your slaves go? Or do you need convincing?"
"F-fuck you, Bonehead! I'm not giving you shit!" She spat on his mask, though to no visible effect.
Myalo hauled her over to where he tossed her through the table, levitating up one of the glass-like shards and putting it in her mouth. "Give up. I killed all of your bodyguards and disposed of their corpses with disgusting ease. If you want me to, I could instead rip all of the information out of your pretty little head and leave you vegetable if you want." He struck the side of her jaw hard, causing the glass to break. She cried out in pain, and Myalo tilted her head to the side to let her spit out the glass, blood, and single tooth.
Myalo levitated up another piece of glass, right before she shouted "Mercy! Mercy! I'll give you everything!" She reached under the table, flicking two keys to Myalo. "The iron one is for the slave collars and the silver one is for my personal vault! Just don't kill me."
Myalo nodded. "Don't worry. I won't kill you." He took the iron key, putting a string through a part of it and tying it around her neck. He then hit the mare with a binding spell, right as a pile of familiar smelling pile of guts and fur appeared. The mare screamed and vomited a bit on the floor. He walked over and nuzzled it a bit with his cold, metal mask, before recognizing the halberd.
"Holy shit!" Myalo immediately took off his cloak and disengaged his armor, using his telekinesis to shovel the pile into his armor. As soon as the got as much as possible, he re-engaged it, completely closing the bits inside and activating the six wings to power her blood magic. He waited a few minutes, then activated the resuscitation feature, hoping this would work.
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Oct 11 2016, 09:02 PM
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Aided by Myalo's Armor System, Villanelle was eventually able to reform into a her-looking shape, Villanelle transferring into Storage Mode to hang around her newly reformed neck. "Tha vas unpleasa.." she coughs, waiting for her mouth to finish regenerating. "*Ahem* That was unpleasant." Looking around, she spots the mare and the broken furniture, her face schooling itself into an impassive wall, neat and official. "Ah, I seem to have interrupted something. My apologies." she attempts to get up, but is stymied by one of her legs imploding, having not yet finished rebuilding itself. this causes her to crash to the floor with a pained yelp. "Damn damn damn..." she mutters to herself, as Ziel blinks with admonishment. "Where are we?" she asks from the floor, having apparently accepted she would need to wait before immediately giving up. Of no small amount of concern is that her eyes are both mismatched and glassy, and that her voice has begun to waver slightly. Given the rapidly dissolving aura of Sin, Dark, and Blood magic, she is due a crash any moment now.
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