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| #Post#: 3082-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Snatched | |
| By: Sadowi Date: August 9, 2017, 11:28 pm | |
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| Out the corner of his eye, Sadowi watched Orchid, whom he | |
| promptly assumed to be an illusionist, wondrously lure the giant | |
| bird away from them with a giant cat, and he busied himself in | |
| picking up the scattered sea-gems he dropped, chasing after them | |
| as they skidded along with the quivering of the nest as the | |
| feathers tripped on its edges. His quick gathering journey | |
| brought him back to where he first stuck his other sword with a | |
| rope attached, and face to face with Asher. Or rather, his open | |
| mouth and spittle as his horn glowed and he yelled, and the | |
| zombie covered his face and folded back his ears while tying the | |
| cord around a foreleg. | |
| Sadowi looked over the rim of the platform they all stood on, | |
| searching in vain for the large webbing. "Where? I ca--,?" | |
| His surroundings flashed with a wave of blue, and he stared at | |
| the shadow he cast for a heartbeat then spun around to nothing. | |
| Asher had gone without a trace, and the enormous and quite | |
| furious looking bird took his place in his field of view. | |
| "Ash!" he bellowed. "ASH! Where--, damn it. Hey, uh, Orchid and, | |
| um, you! Clair the small grey unicorn is under the edge of this | |
| nest on a spider's web! Ahh, I'll, um, I want the bird, please | |
| and thank you kindly!" | |
| His gaze switched between the drop over the rim, the yellow | |
| unicorn, the bat pony, and the bird. There might be something | |
| mad and hairy with many legs lurking beneath and guarding their | |
| prize, but Sadowi chose the bird. Rising onto his hind legs, he | |
| quickly retied off his mane in a messy knot, sheathed his | |
| weapons, and charged at the raptor with teeth bared. He'll have | |
| to search for Asher another day, hopefully. | |
| #Post#: 3117-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Snatched | |
| By: Brio Dreamer Date: August 17, 2017, 11:57 pm | |
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| Brio followed Asher up into the tree and was taken aback by his | |
| sudden disappearance. Ooooh... were these guys friends? Was he | |
| alright? Did their friend just magically implode or something? | |
| Ouch, that was harsh for them if so, though Brio herself was | |
| only disappointing that she hadn't had a chance to get to know | |
| him for longer than... what was it, like a minute? Something | |
| like that. Either way she could only make another science | |
| fictiony "woo" sound in response and be glad that she herself | |
| did not have to deal with wrangling magics on the regular. | |
| In the tree the confrontation between the giant bird and the | |
| remaining rescuers was something that Brio could only describe | |
| as "satisfyingly neato" and she soon spent the next few beats | |
| acting as a cheerleader on the sidelines of the conflict. Shouts | |
| of "get em!" and "you got this!" started to be heard as she | |
| encouraged the group to survive - with a few confusing shouts | |
| for the bird to keep up as well mixed in - but soon another | |
| thought came to her that made her gasp and become starry eyed. | |
| They were down a member right now! Meaning they might need help! | |
| "Oh! Oh! Can I help?" She asked as if pleading to join in on a | |
| playground game, her seemingly unconcerned about any possible | |
| danger the bird may have presented in the mean time, "I can | |
| help! I-I, uh, I can..." She looked around, eventually noticing | |
| the pony on the web that had been pointed out to the group | |
| around the same time she'd gotten to the nest and assuming that | |
| he was the unicorn she'd been told they were on the search for, | |
| "I can check on our boy!" With a few quick nods she zipped away, | |
| navigating through the nest and around any obstacles and coming | |
| to a hover above Clair. | |
| "Heyo!" she said, clopping her front hooves together to make | |
| some noise and try to get his attention should he have failed to | |
| notice her coming, "Hey, you okay, my little crouton? You're the | |
| one they're looking for, right? Are you hurt?" | |
| #Post#: 3128-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Snatched | |
| By: Orchid Date: August 19, 2017, 10:55 pm | |
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| The bird hit Orchid's illusion so hard that she felt some of it | |
| and winced. That certainly wasn't close to working. | |
| "Yikes yikes yikes." Orchid responded looking at the web. She | |
| tried her best to angle around to see it, but seeing just the | |
| sticky web made her shiver. "Please just tell me there is no | |
| spider. I can barely handle a web." Thankfully, another pony | |
| seems to have flew over. She didn't have to go on the web. | |
| "We should quickly get that pony off the web in case something | |
| incredibly unpleasant arrives!" | |
| #Post#: 3131-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Snatched | |
| By: Clair Date: August 20, 2017, 12:27 am | |
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| Clair had passed out shortly after being grabbed by the bird, | |
| before he'd even had time to cry out. When he came to, he was | |
| somewhere he had no idea but seemed to be...alright, mostly. He | |
| was stuck on something sticky, though, and when he tried to move | |
| his hind legs not only did he make no progress but also caused | |
| shocks of pain to shoot through them, causing him to whimper and | |
| go still once again until the pain faded some. | |
| As soon as he'd stopped focusing so much on that, it struck him | |
| just how alive everything around him was. Not only was there a | |
| good amount of lively noise, most of it coming from below him | |
| (with the exception of a large sound like rustling of a lot of | |
| twigs and branches sounding like it was coming from almost | |
| directly above him), but the sheer amount of life he could see. | |
| Not just the number of life forms either. He could see many life | |
| forces of animals and insects...and the plants. They're so much | |
| brighter than what he's used to seeing, so much more alive, so | |
| much more...noisy to his eyes. It makes it harder to process | |
| precisely what he's hearing and sensing, even beyond the | |
| distracting pain in his legs. | |
| When the fighting had started it had sounded quite blurry to | |
| him, but he knew there was something going on as cascades of | |
| twigs and leaves occasionally fell on him from above, and he | |
| thought he heard shouting, and...did somepony say his name? He | |
| sticks his head up and looks as much as he can toward the | |
| direction of what's happening. Unfortunately it seems to be | |
| taking place behind him, and he tries and fails to turn, rolling | |
| and turning his head from side to side to try to get any idea of | |
| what's... | |
| He stops and faces forward as...what he would best describe as a | |
| large ball of light flies in front of him and starts talking. | |
| It's...it's so bright. So alive. So bright that he squints at | |
| it, not that it helps. It...no, she. It sounds like a she. She's | |
| so bright that she blots out just about all the life around her | |
| until she might as well be the only thing there. | |
| It's...distracting, to say the least, but...he thinks he | |
| understood her. | |
| "I, my l- I think they- my legs- broken, I- I think my legs are | |
| broken," he manages, having a hard time forming coherent | |
| sentences. "And stu- I'm think- who's look- I can't move. Who's | |
| looking for me?" | |
| When the bird breaks free from the ice, it turns back around, | |
| screeching angrily at anything and everything in front of it, | |
| perched on the edge of its partially-demolished nest. It focuses | |
| on the closest target, the blue pony-thing who was charging | |
| directly at it. It screeches at him again in particular and | |
| flaps its wings, sending great gusts at him to try to hold him | |
| down in place, then jumps at him, trying to snatch or tear at | |
| him with its talons. | |
| #Post#: 3134-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Snatched | |
| By: Sadowi Date: August 21, 2017, 12:12 am | |
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| The sudden burst of wind battered his hollow head, instantly | |
| halting his advance and tossing back his mane and ears and thus | |
| drowning out Brio Dreamer's shouts, and Sadowi dropped onto all | |
| fours to keep from being blown away. He watched the bird's | |
| approach with talons outstretched; a hiss gasped its way free | |
| from and a knowing smile replaced itself upon his tattered lips. | |
| Wordlessly and dodging to one side, he drew his hook and held | |
| out the length of metal to be snatched, and with the | |
| unmistakable harsh tug on his fore leg he leapt onto its leg, | |
| quickly tying a knot around it and his girth with the bit of | |
| rope to secure himself to the wings in mid flight. A swift pull | |
| he gave the coiling to test the strength, he dug the spikes on | |
| the undersides of his shoes into its feathery flesh and began | |
| scaling the bird. | |
| #Post#: 3142-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Snatched | |
| By: Brio Dreamer Date: August 22, 2017, 6:39 pm | |
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| Oh. Well that's no good. | |
| Brio hummed and looked over the pony's busted legs and wondered | |
| how exactly she would go about getting him out of the web. If | |
| the web was sticky, as most webs tend to be, trying to pry him | |
| off while he had broken bones could cause some issues depending | |
| on the level of stick. Either way, she didn't know if just | |
| tugging him into the air and plummeting back to ground level | |
| would be the wisest option with him in his current state. | |
| "Hey, magician!" Brio called, tossing her head back to look | |
| towards Orchid, "His legs are jacked up! He didn't say how many | |
| so I'm going to assume all of em, and I don't wanna just tear | |
| him off all willy-nilly. I could probably get him free of the | |
| web, but I'm going to need a little help keeping his bones from | |
| twisting up and junk. Do you see the spider that spun it | |
| anywhere? We could probably cut around him if we had to so long | |
| as we asked." She noticed the bird and the action going on in | |
| the next, her gasping a little when she saw Sadowi's violent | |
| methods used to grab a hold of it. | |
| "Holy cheesums! Don't play so rough, you guys, that's a bit | |
| extreme! It was pretty cool, but still!" The danger the bird | |
| posed seemed to fly right over her head as she urged the two to | |
| chill out. | |
| #Post#: 3151-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Snatched | |
| By: Orchid Date: August 24, 2017, 10:32 pm | |
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| "Yeah sure I can help you from here!" Orchid replied back. She | |
| looked around. "Um... Maybe don't worry about the spider? I | |
| would appreciate it if my greatest fear kinda stayed as far away | |
| from here as possible until I am gone!" | |
| She shivered at the thought of even asking one the question. She | |
| had enough on her mind with the darn bird behind her. "I think | |
| we should just cut it out! We don't have time! The poor pony is | |
| probably in a lot of pain and this bird isn't calming down! | |
| Maybe then I don't know! I can fix it!" | |
| #Post#: 3168-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Snatched | |
| By: Clair Date: August 25, 2017, 3:27 pm | |
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| "It's just- broken le- I don't think- back- my legs-" Clair | |
| takes a deep breath but is unable to articulate a sentence and | |
| hold it in his mind long enough for it to get out through his | |
| mouth, so he just wiggles his front legs some and hopes the | |
| message is gotten across. One of them is dangling through a gap | |
| in the web, the other is stuck to the top and doesn't move much. | |
| The bird did not intend for its new passenger to have gained an | |
| advantage from becoming a passenger, and it tries to shake him | |
| off mid-air to maybe send it plunging to its death. When it | |
| doesn't work and Sadowi actually starts gaining ground with his | |
| spiked hoofwear, it shrieks in pain and dives back onto its | |
| nest. It flails its wings wildly then starts rolling on the | |
| nest, trying to dislodge him among the branches and treasures. | |
| Clair continues rambling under the cacophony above him, perhaps | |
| not too audible. "And- did I- spider- please don't put me in- I | |
| don't want to be- salad isn't my- I'm not dressing." | |
| #Post#: 3179-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Snatched | |
| By: Sadowi Date: August 28, 2017, 4:02 pm | |
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| The bird's frantic spins and dives had Sadowi careening over its | |
| body down to its underside, where now upside down he promptly | |
| lost his grip and fell, only to be held fast by his rope and | |
| swung right back into his orbiting path around his quarry. | |
| Through madly flying mane strands curtaining his eyes, he | |
| watched the world shoot upwards, and again, and again, and he | |
| could only laugh at the thrill of such exhilarating speed. | |
| "Ha ha ha! Wheeeeee-, ...yeeeEEEEEEEE!?" | |
| His ride came to an unceremonious end when the bird dropped onto | |
| its nest and he along with, the floor of packed twigs and | |
| branches rising to meet and flatten his body. Darkness set in | |
| for a second, followed by crunching and pulling, then the zombie | |
| watched the upper half of himself return to the air as the bird | |
| kept up its panicked dance after rolling over him. | |
| His makeshift rigging connecting the two of them began to fray, | |
| and Sadowi bit down on the weakening rope and reeled himself in, | |
| inching towards its neck before finally aiming a clamping jawful | |
| of broken teeth down upon its soft downy flesh. The line | |
| snapped, and out the corner of an eye and amidst the commotion | |
| he saw the bird's beating wings blow aside the rest of him. The | |
| nest of jagged boughs and nettles easily sheared his thin body | |
| of stretched skin into little pieces, and what was not skewered | |
| in place the harsh winds brushed over the rim like autumn | |
| leaves, his legs and tail and neck and weapons. But he latched | |
| his mouth like a leech and tried to bite even deeper. | |
| #Post#: 3182-------------------------------------------------- | |
| Re: Snatched | |
| By: Brio Dreamer Date: August 28, 2017, 9:00 pm | |
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| "What?" Brio asked, swinging her attention back to the rambling | |
| stallion on the web, "You don't think your back is broken? Well | |
| that's great! Way to focus on the positives, buddy, just hang | |
| onto that and I'll try to figure out how to get you off of that | |
| web!" She hovers over him another second or two before landing | |
| and standing over him, her hooves sticking to the web as to be | |
| expected but being nothing that Brio didn't feel confident in | |
| being able to pull free from. She eyed the strands of the web | |
| that were causing the most issue and only then realized that she | |
| probably didn't have much to cut the web with to begin with. | |
| Brio wasn't the type to carry sharp weapons or tools with her | |
| where she went, and this occasion was no exception to the trend | |
| as she only really had her compass with her. Pondering what to | |
| do and wincing at the sounds of the fighting in the nest above, | |
| she decided to first go with a rather impractical approach. | |
| Shrugging, then lowering her head down near Clair's, she bit on | |
| the first strand of the web and started grinding it with her | |
| teeth, working the frustratingly chewy material just long enough | |
| for it to snap before pulling her head back and spitting at the | |
| gross taste. She made a few "blegh" sounds as she gagged a | |
| little and shook her head then, with a few beats of her wings, | |
| pulled free of the web. "Nope!" she said, repeating this several | |
| more times as she drifted away, "Not doin that! Hang on, dude, I | |
| need to find a better way!" flipping around she dashed back | |
| towards the nest and darted her attention about to try and spot | |
| something of use. | |
| "Anyone see a conveniently abandoned tool and or weapon that is | |
| suited towards slicing or slashing that I could- Oh!" seeing the | |
| birds collections of scattered shiny bobbles and things Brio | |
| narrowed in on what looked like a broken sword. Or at least she | |
| thought it was a sword. Long dagger? Intimidating kitchen knife? | |
| Whatever it was it was snapped at the middle with most of its | |
| length missing, but what was left of it was polished to a shine | |
| that Brio assumed was the reason for it's addition to the nest. | |
| Swooping down, she scooped up the blade's grip in her mouth and | |
| started back towards Clair only to pause halfway and turn back. | |
| It wouldn't be very nice to just up and steal something from the | |
| bird like that, and she doubted anyone else out there cared | |
| about a broken sword enough to stress over it getting picked | |
| away and lost. She could just return it when done, but some | |
| collateral would probably be fairly considerate. | |
| Taking a detour, she flew over near the battle taking place | |
| between the bird and the strange looking pony she had seen | |
| keeping it occupied. Waiting for an opportune time to be | |
| noticed, she waved her hoof and removed her compass from her | |
| bag, it shiny enough to reflect light and give a decent gleam, | |
| and set it down on the nest. | |
| "I'mma borrow your sword thing real quick, you can have that | |
| till I return it!" Regardless of if the bird understood, Brio | |
| took back to the air and this time made her way back to Clair | |
| again landing over him so as to better reach the web. Using her | |
| rented weapon she started working the strands until only a few | |
| remained, her pausing due to it being clear that the cutting of | |
| any more would cause the stallion to drop free. | |
| "I'm going to do by best to grab him, but I need you to keep his | |
| legs from twisting or anything when we start going, okay, | |
| magician? I can probably hold him in the air myself so long as | |
| nothing gets in the way, but I don't want to make his injuries | |
| worse!" Briefly explaining what she was hoping fro from the pony | |
| back in the nest, Brio lowered herself and wrapped one of her | |
| front hooves around Clair, telling the crouton to get ready | |
| before snapping the final strand and causing them both to drop | |
| down from the web. They fell several feet as Brio oriented | |
| herself and gained a better grip over him then several more as | |
| she flapped her wings to balance out and steady herself. Once | |
| settled, she held Clair in the air as best she could and could | |
| only hope that the unicorn back in the nest had somehow magic'd | |
| his damaged bits to avoid more severe harm being caused from the | |
| tumble. | |
| "I'll set him down at the base of the tree!" Brio called back to | |
| the others, understanding that a nest with an angry bird was the | |
| last place Clair needed to be at the moment, "You guys should | |
| probably get down here too in case anything else shows up while | |
| we're waiting!. Doing as she said, Brio used her wings to lower | |
| both herself and Clair down to ground level and did her best to | |
| settle him back down on te ground with as few jostles as could | |
| be helped. | |
| "Whew... This has been quite a day, huh?" she said in a casual | |
| manner, collecting the borrowed sword thing shed let fall from | |
| the web during their brief plunge and then taking a seat near | |
| him to watch for any timber wolves and the like, "Well, It's | |
| only been, like, a couple hours or so for me, but you know." | |
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