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Post by Lepking13 on Sept 17, 2015 12:18:49 GMT -6
Right before his eyes, the corpse that was his mother was slowly woven back together into an unmarred mare. ' Alright, we'll go to the parliament. We can surprise your father.' She said, smiling at him. Sleek felt warmth settle into his gut, before spreading across his body.
' Who knows. Your princess does odd things with dreams, and I doubt her disappearance would remove her ability to influence them. But enough of that, let's eat and then relax. Tomorrow we can spend all day doing nothing and just being with each other.' She whispered into his ear, letting go and walking over to the table.
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Post by xinrick on Sept 17, 2015 12:25:38 GMT -6
"Yeah..." He sighs out, turning around to see if Barb was still torn up and mangled. "I have to finish cooking though...had to have the talk first." He says with a small chuckle and heading back to the kitchen to finish up dinner. "The princess could have made me have those dreams? But then why does it feel like it actually happened?" Crimson thinks to himself with wonder, thinking that's just a tad bit weird.
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Post by Paladin on Sept 17, 2015 13:06:01 GMT -6
Sleek hugged his mother tightly, wanting to hug her again. "I'll get dressed..." He muttered, not wanting to let go.
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Post by Lepking13 on Sept 17, 2015 20:28:11 GMT -6
His mother smiled, patting his head. ' I'll get some bits, we can have some lunch while we're out if you're feeling up to it. Dress warmly, the pegasi said they'd be bringing some strong winds to Canterlot today.'
Barb was fully recovered, not even a scuff on her scales. The sound of rushing water filled Crimson's ears, her lips moving but the sound being drowned out. ' I asked how much longer until the food is done honey. Are you okay, you're staring at me pretty hard.' Her voice cut through the sound of water.
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Post by Paladin on Sept 17, 2015 20:30:56 GMT -6
After Sleek dressed as warmly as he could get, and left his room, he asked his mother, "Mom... what was dad like when you were pregnant with me?" He wore a scarf around his face, sliding a hat over his head. He stood where he was, waiting for his mother to answer.
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Post by xinrick on Sept 17, 2015 21:21:09 GMT -6
"Uh..." Crimson frowns a little, not sure why he's suddenly hearing water. "Did I leave the water on?" He thinks to himself while looking over into the kitchen and noting the water wasn't running. "Uh...sorry Barb, but I stopped cooking to check on you with the portrait...and now you look normal, like what I saw before didn't even exist." He frowns, thinking they might be ringing in a weird way. "Weird things are going on now..." He says while getting back to cooking. "Just gonna keep getting weirder and weirder. First seeing Barb...then seeing her mutilated to know end, then hearing water...is this a dream?" He thinks to himself worriedly, wondering if what Barb said about the princess's dream powers were messing with his concept of reality at this point.
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Post by Lepking13 on Sept 17, 2015 23:06:37 GMT -6
' He was much the same as he is now, albeit less angry a lot of the time.' She replied, buttoning up her coat. ' After the princesses disappeared, a lot of work fell onto the nobles.' She opened the front door, disappearing as a blast of fire swept into the house and around Sleek. It burned everything, but did not so much as lick at him, leaving a path outside for him to follow.
' But if you saw it, then it had to have existed. You're the only magic caster here, and I doubt you'd cast an illusion on yourself.' She said, her voice slowly growing quiet under the sound of flowing water. The front door exploded inwards, a wall of water smashing through everything. It wrapped around Barb, leaving Crimson untouched, as she was dragged outside. She was entirely calm, as if she could not even feel what was happening.
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Post by Paladin on Sept 18, 2015 5:55:59 GMT -6
Sleek focused his eyes, looking for his mother. "You're not real. None of this is." He said, ripping his winter clothes off. He started running towards the path, diving forward. "You lie!" He shouted as clear as he could, trying to tackle his 'mother'. He thought to himself, Take out the agent, get the truth.
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Post by xinrick on Sept 18, 2015 9:08:10 GMT -6
"Well...this seems fake as hell..." Crimson frowns, now knowing why water was rushing before heading out towards where the water was going and finding this just a tad weird. "But let's see where it leads, I'm probably not going insane after all and something or someone is messing with me..." He says to himself while continuing where the water took Barb, speaking his thoughts out loud so he could remember them more clearly and feel a tad better knowing it's not all just in his head.
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Post by Lepking13 on Sept 18, 2015 12:39:48 GMT -6
' I can not lie, only give you what you wish to have.' A deep voice came from her, as she burst into flames. The fire grew large, a face of black fire forming in the inferno. ' I can offer you happiness, joy for the rest of your time. You will never be without your mother, your family. The horrors you lived no more than a bad dream as your joys are played over and over again. All without worry, of growing tired of it.' A small trail of fire split from the inferno, wrapping around Sleek. ' Allow me to consume you, and you will relive your happiest memories and days until the end.'
Barb grew to an immense size, her body falling apart as it changed into a massive pillar of water. ' I never said it was real. But your happiness is, and I have learned to overcome your memories. Stay, and you will be happy forever. Your greatest memories played over and over. Your dear Barb, still here with you.' A tendril of water shot out, wrapping gently around Crimson. ' Give yourself to me, and I you will never know a day without her.' How resolute are you, to face your greatest happiness and turn it aside.
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Post by xinrick on Sept 18, 2015 13:04:05 GMT -6
Crimson stared at 'her' for a moment. "How about no." He frowns. "Barb is still with me, even in death. So I don't need your 'day by day happiness' bull shit here." He says while taking a breath. "No matter what you say, I won't live in a dream of happiness when I know it's wrong. And the real Barb would be really pissed cause she always pushed me forward to not be stuck on the past! So take your offer and shove it!"
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Post by Paladin on Sept 18, 2015 13:27:41 GMT -6
Sleek grinned, a laugh growing louder and louder from him. "Happiness? My life was mundane, benign! What you would call happiness, I call boredom. Expel me from this lie, allow me back to my true life. This happiness can not be true happiness for me. Let me leave, and keep others whom choose this life of illusions. my mother is dead, and thAt is the truth in which I live in. My happiness can not come from seeing my mother, for that happiness decayed along with her." Sleek backed away from the flames, moving away from them. "I'd rather keep the truth alive than kill it with illusions."
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Post by Lepking13 on Sept 18, 2015 14:52:16 GMT -6
Acknowledging the truth grants you nothing, but it is a step in the right direction. Begone from my domain, and return to that forsaken realm you deem reality. But a question before you go: How are you so sure that is real, and not just more illusions?The elementals exploded, the world around the two turning white. The room returned to the chamber, the memories of the Equinox coming back to them. "We've got two more fail events over here." A voice spoke, extremely loud in the ears of the two. "Get them up to Medical, and tell the commander the bad news." The two were picked up, carried on stretchers for a few minutes before being set into beds.
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Post by xinrick on Sept 18, 2015 14:57:04 GMT -6
Crimson groans in pain. "W-what happened?" He mumbles, wondering why he's feeling like crap all of a sudden and even his mumbles being a tad too loud.
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Post by Paladin on Sept 18, 2015 15:24:14 GMT -6
Sleek coughed, shivering in his bed. He could barely move, feeling sicker than a wet dog in cold weather.
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Post by Lepking13 on Sept 18, 2015 15:55:05 GMT -6
"You spent two days in a magic induced stasis. Your bodies are catching up with that." Torrent said, walking into the room with the commander. "Unfortunately, despite getting to the final part you both triggered the fail event. You have a day to recover, and then you're going home. And that includes wiping your memory of the events that have occurred so far." "The two of you showed great promise, but you simply did not have what it takes at this time to become part of the Equinox. Do not think this means you cannot come back at another time to try again." The Commander spoke. "I will be back after you have recovered to deal with your memories."
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Post by xinrick on Sept 18, 2015 15:58:23 GMT -6
"Oh..." He thinks to himself. "That's just perfect..." Crimson thinks to himself bitterly, feeling terrible for fucking up along with feeling like crap. "This...doesn't feel entirely right though..." Crimson thinks to himself with a frown.
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Post by Paladin on Sept 18, 2015 16:23:19 GMT -6
"Is there any way to redeem ourselves?" Sleek asked, sitting up. He had a stubborn look in his eyes, not wanting to give up after the few days of training. "I refuse to give in this quickly, ma'am. What must we do to redeem ourselves? But, one last question... Who was the one that caused a small panic not long ago?"
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Post by Lepking13 on Sept 18, 2015 19:14:45 GMT -6
"Apparently your hearing is still weak." The Commander said, walking over to the two. "You failed. No second chances, no 'we almost had it's. You do not have what it takes to be a part of the Equinox at this time. Come sunset, you two will be gone with no memory of what has happened here." "The guards outside have been informed of your revoked status. I'd advise you not try to sneak away." Torrent said. "They will not be gentle if they catch you trying to do so." The two turned and left, leaving Sleek and Crimson alone with just the beeping of medical equipment.
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Post by Paladin on Sept 18, 2015 21:38:30 GMT -6
Sleek began laughing once more, sitting up. "Contradicting yourself, here. This ain't real. If it were, why would the Commander say we could return later, only to tell us 'no second chances'? Huh?! Show yourself, spirit of the mirrors. You have some explaining to do here." Sleek ceased his cackling, lying back down. "I refuse to believe that this is the truth. You said it, mirror, how can we believe what we think is the truth the truth?" Sleek still wore a ear splitting smile, his teeth out for show like rows of albino furred models.
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Post by xinrick on Sept 19, 2015 6:25:14 GMT -6
"Yeah...something is a tad wrong..." Crimson says to Sleek, getting his strength back. "But we shouldn't be all 'it's the mirror' Sleek. We shouldn't jump to that conclusion...even if the Commander said something weird." Crimson sighs out. "Let's just take it slow and not jump to conclusions. Cause if this is 'real' real then they'll think we've gone crazy and they'll be right. But if it's still the mirror then we have to figure out how to get out of it." Crimson explains, not wanting to go on the 'it's the mirror' bandwagon but rather would try to figure this out.
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Post by Paladin on Sept 19, 2015 13:50:59 GMT -6
Sleek coughed a little, turning his attention to the door. "Hey! Guards outside? I gotta use the latrine, bedpan's full! 'Least you could do for me is let me use the bathroom before we leave!" He slowly got out of bed, holding onto the edge. He felt the scars on his arms, the grin he held slowly disappearing. "You hear me?" Sleek shouted now, trudging towards the door, banging his fist on the wood when he arrived.
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Post by xinrick on Sept 19, 2015 13:56:57 GMT -6
"Not sure what the hell your doing...but something seem's off here." Crimson thinks to himself, trying to think of what's off here. "We failed the test...but what did that spirit mean? 'How are you so sure that is real, and not just more illusions'?" Crimson thinks to himself, thinking it has to do with the mirror's somehow. "Damn it...." Crimson thinks to himself, trying to run through everything in his head like something is very wrong and getting out of bed and 'sneaking off' knowing he's being watched but still wanting to figure something out.
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Post by Lepking13 on Sept 19, 2015 14:16:33 GMT -6
"First of all, there aren't any bedpans in there. Second of all, if you look at the other door you'll see that it is marked as a restroom." A voice came back from the other side of the door. "Now shut up. The shit you read about in books doesn't actually work against ponies more pre-occupied with keeping their job than your comfort."
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Post by Paladin on Sept 19, 2015 21:25:07 GMT -6
"Fair enough. What's your actual job? It can't be just to guard some ponies of this forsaken country. You listening?!" Sleek kept banging on the door, silently backing up. "I guess you don't have that many skills given the job you have, guarding an Earther with more self inflicted scars than a Griffon, and a Unicorn whom barely has the knowledge of his magical abilities. Penny for your thoughts, chief?"
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Post by Lepking13 on Sept 19, 2015 22:39:51 GMT -6
"My actual job is doing whatever the Commander orders me to do. Right now, that's keeping two wash-outs who couldn't even figure out the Wendigoe Trial in their room." The voice replied. "But if you think you can fight us, open the door and try to get out. I'd love to see how many bones of yours I can break before you start begging for me to stop."
Crimson noticed a large vent cover in the corner of the room, cold air blowing through from somewhere else in the building.
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Post by xinrick on Sept 20, 2015 8:57:05 GMT -6
"Sweet." Crimson thinks to himself while channeling his magic, silently taking off the vent cover with his magic and putting it off to the side gently, rushing over and laying down and crawling through the vent while Sleek was being a very good, yet very strange, distraction. "Let's hope I can figure this out before we both get thrown out..." Crimson thinks to himself while using his magic and putting the vent back on behind him, not wanting to leave a trail physically and hurried through the vent's carefully.
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Post by Paladin on Sept 20, 2015 9:14:26 GMT -6
Sleek kept laughing, banging on the door. "How about a fist fight? No, I'll rip the weapon from your hands!" Sleek taunted the guard, grabbing a small glass bottle of medicine nearby him. Sleek went from banging on the door to kicking it, trying to irritate the guard whom spoke with him.
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Post by Lepking13 on Sept 20, 2015 12:36:08 GMT -6
The door slammed open, a heavily armored Earther that was just short enough to fit through the door on the other side. "You know, I always find it funny when children run their mouths." He said, turning sideways to fit through the door in his gear. "They're always so loud, until you start showing them the punishment they're about to get. But allow me to clarify: The commander said to keep you in this room. He didn't say how, only that it is done. You can't exactly go anywhere with broken limbs." He said, popping his knuckles as his buddy closed the door behind him. "Do you still want to dance?" He said.
The vents branched off quickly, dozens of possible routes for Crimson to take. None of them marked. Because who would mark the inside of vents?
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Post by Paladin on Sept 20, 2015 13:00:43 GMT -6
"Well, when you put it like that," Sleek smacked the bottle of medicine against the counter, before jumping onto the guard. He climbed around the Earther, clinging onto him and staying behind his field of vision. "I think we're going to get along, don't you?" Sleek popped his neck, trying to keep the goliath like stallion focused on getting Sleek off.
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