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inthenertz

12th Atrocity - Friendship Is F@#$ing Magic

Oct 17, 2011 17:38

[To the members of 836 Hastings Boulevard]
((OOC permission granted by Rarity-mun))
( Cut for MLP Murder Aftermath )

bm just needs friends, mlp, murder, friendship is magic, unicorn horn, summoner

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Around Town | 1/2 nyanpirenya October 18 2011, 01:40:31 UTC

[It's another lovely day in Mayfield, and Nyanpire is skipping about like he normally does, in search of snacks and cuddles and fun and all that cute stuff. And he must be on the right track, because his sensitive kitty nose can smell blood!

Blood is still the BEST even if he's temporarily not all that jazzed about drinking it.]

Nyaa, blood, blood, yay...?

[And then the smell he's picking up isn't nearly as nice. It's coming from that man in the dirty clothes with the paper bag and...]

Around Town | 2/2 nyanpirenya October 18 2011, 01:40:49 UTC

[W-what's that on his forehead?]

N-nyaa?

[He stops short, and stands there, staring wide-eyed at Black Mage.

And he sniffs again.]

R-Rarity...?

inthenertz October 18 2011, 18:26:13 UTC

Oh, look, at talking cat.

Here kitty, kitty, kitty.

nyanpirenya October 19 2011, 00:00:04 UTC

[Nyanpire does not approach. Innocent and naive as he may be, he doesn't like what he's seeing and smelling.]

No!

[He starts to back away, hissing.]

You smell like Rarity! Ffffft! Bad! Bad!

That's not your horn! FTTTT!!!

With permission from both BM and Nyanpire-mun. prpl_assistant October 19 2011, 00:24:41 UTC

(She's just going around town again, when she hears a familiar cat's voice. However, Nyanpire sounds very distressed. She hurries round the street and sees the back of a man wearing green with a paper bag on his head, advancing on Nyanpire. The paper bag is a big give-away to his identity.

The Black Mage.

Silently, she ducks back around the corner, but she slides the revolver out of her purse. She's quite far from the place, but she knows she can hit the guy. Usually she won't get involved, especially since it's one of Mayfield's more infamous residents, but it's Nyanpire. And no one hurts her favorite kitty in Mayfield. If he takes another step, she's going to shoot him. She peers pass the corner and just watches, her revolver ready to shoot if need be.)

inthenertz October 19 2011, 10:02:12 UTC

Aw, common kitty.

I just wan't to pet you.

[Of course, that electricity forming around him isn't promising.]

nyanpirenya October 21 2011, 02:26:41 UTC

...crackly-crackly...?

[How could the smelly bad man be doing that? Nyanpire continued to back away, crouched low, ears flattened.]

No! No, no, no! FFFFTTT!

[He'd run away, that was it, he'd... turn and bolt, when he was far enough away! He speed quickens, he moves back and back and back and... he trips himself up on the curb.]

Nyaa...! [Fwump, and he has to use valuable time to right himself...]

prpl_assistant October 21 2011, 03:01:55 UTC

(It's now or never.

Calmly, she peers pass the corner, just enough so that she can get a good shot and aimed the revolver, pulling the trigger two times in rapid succession. Both for his legs. She wasn't going to kill him; not yet. This was just a warning to stay away from Nyanpire. Besides, she knew he had a lot of enemies in town; maybe one of them would see him lying around injured and finish the job. That way, he'd get even more confused. She knew she'd be able to hit him; he was standing still, and she had ten years of experience with guns.

Almost as soon as the last shot is done, she quickly ducks back behind the corner and runs off, praying that Nyanpire was fast enough to get away. She can't afford to let herself get caught by the Black Mage either, so she quickly speeds off to merge with the crowd as soon as she can, or to duck into the nearest alley. Wondering around the town had really helped her to know it well, so she quickly weaves her way around, not stopping for even a moment.)

inthenertz October 22 2011, 15:27:18 UTC

[BM is lucky... and by lucky, I mean he is a mash of sheets and his actual body size under it is hard to make out.

That, and crouching down means he takes two bullets.

In his rear. Oh, god, that is going to hurt all day. he gives a shout and limps around a bit.

The cat will get away while he's cursing fate and he won't even think to give chase. Instead looking around for a threat to burn. He'll probably zap a bird just to make himself feel better.]

nyanpirenya October 24 2011, 06:37:22 UTC

[Oh goodness yes that cat is RUNNING AS FAST AS HIS LITTLE PAWS CAN TAKE HIM. And crying/mewling all the while.]

NYAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

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