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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 3, 2014 3:10:51 GMT -5
ooc: Well we talk about you making Lyra more aggressive and loosing her cool so that she can learn that she needs Bon Bon so she can be at her best. Yet you've kept her as cool as a cucumber and none of Wiz' taunts is doing anything. Right now I'm godmodding to just keep him alive. You can't expect to capture them the first time you face them. And how is she countering lasers without preparation? "Now I'm over here Love. And now I'm over here." The voices came from one side of her and then another. Lyra was now between Wiz and her own arrow. ooc: Honestly what I originally had in mind was to frustrate her into anger. So his power isn't suppose to be able to counter a tracking bolt, which I don't know how it's tracking him. But, well, let's go with this since it'll be better than bringing in more spiders.
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 3, 2014 8:31:46 GMT -5
"Wha..." Lyra started when there was a groundbreaking explosion. Lyra had fallen through the roof when it collapsed underneath her and her crossbow had disappeared. Lyra started to get up but was more then winded by now.
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 3, 2014 8:46:11 GMT -5
Lyra's vision came back and Wiz' eyes were bleeding for real now. He stood at the edge of the hole she had fell through. "Better try again when you're stronger Love." He said and ran away.
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 3, 2014 8:53:49 GMT -5
"What!" Lyra said and managed to lift her arm, her crossbow appearing again, and firing a bolt that, tracking Wiz, only hit a different section of ceiling and caused a second explosion that only served to crush Lyra under a mountain of debris, 'I will kill that one and question the other two.' she thought to herself and tried to push the debris off to no avail.
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 3, 2014 17:12:16 GMT -5
Wiz caught up to his two partners who waited for him at one of their secret entrances. "You okay Wiz?" The Guv asked. "Yeah, yeah, I'm ace." Wiz told him, blood running down his face. "Just pushed these outdated gizmos to their limit a bit. Better than destroying half the city. Everything's diamond, it is." Wiz collapsed and the black suit disappeared, the cuts from Lyra's bolts reopening and started to bleed again. Guv quickly and gently picked up the white unicorn and they disappeared through the entrance.
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 3, 2014 17:53:13 GMT -5
Bon Bon left the cafe and noticed the emergency services going the way she had come. She assumed the worse and ran back after them. Secretary walked into the room where Lyra was under the rubble and started moving it away one block at a time. It didn't take long for Lyra to bust herself out, breaking a window with a brick in the process. Luckily, it didn't hit anypony, but Lyra was still mad from brooding on her lose under the debris. She stormed out of the building and outside. Secretary walked behind her and had to give her a breakdown of how much she was breaking her own cover with her actions. Lyra simply started pacing until a medic and firefighter showed up. Lyra was getting bandages all over her hooves and head when Bon Bon showed up.
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 3, 2014 18:11:11 GMT -5
"That pony is still alive Miss Craft." Guv told the mysterious voice. "Interesting." Craft said. "These do not seem to be your ordinary, everyday, ponies. We will have to deal carefully with them." "How is Wiz doing?" Guv asked. "I will remove the old parts for now. The upgrades still aren't ready, so he can recover and rest as a regular until they are ready." "No." Wiz said weakly from the bed he was lying on. "Please, don't take them out." "It can't be helped." Craft told him. "This will be much easier to fix once you are part of my collection." "When?" Wiz asked through gritted teeth. "Not yet." Craft said. "I do not take shortcuts when it comes to my most precious objects. They have to be, perfect."
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 3, 2014 23:49:57 GMT -5
OOC: I'm going to want to take more time to type this next part and will include an OOC of their weaknesses (I'll need to think more on Bon Bon) I'll try and get to it tomorrow. I'm about ready to pass out on my keyboard right now.
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 9, 2014 21:46:29 GMT -5
Bon Bon sat down beside Lyra on the curb after the ambulance left the mare and the mummy. Secretary's presence was probably the only thing keeping Lyra from going to blows and keeping Bon Bon's lips shut. There was a prolonged silence until even the hustle and bustle in the streets had faded to a low hum and the sound of construction workers assessing the damage. "Why do you treat me like some baby?" Lyra asked, knowing she wasn't going to escape the situation. "I don't mean to but I'm forced to when you go around throwing tantrums and causing trouble like some little filly." Bon Bon answered, cold as ever. "And what makes you think you can judge me. What makes you so much better then me." Lyra said, barely holding back yelling it. She turned her head, not even wanting to look at Bon Bon at this point. "You're actions speak for them self, and the people you hurt. You're reckless and don't think about what you're going to do before you do it. You're just like a child." Bon Bon reiterated. Secretary was about to step in when Lyra stood up. "At least I'm more pony then you then. You don't feel, and you're no better then a machine... or the vampires we've destroyed." Lyra said with the direct intention of hurting Bon Bon. Secretary was shocked such a thing would escape Lyra's lips and simply stared at the two. Bon Bon felt like she'd had her heart ripped out and a steady depression slowly started to overcome her. She didn't react externally other then getting colder, like a machine, "I came here to try and get you to come back." She stood up, "But I see that's more then what you deserve. I'm done being your babysitter." She started to walk away. "OH YEAH! WELL I'M TIRED OF YOU BABYING ME!" Lyra yelled back furious at being called a baby yet again. She stormed off in the opposite direction, leaving many ponies gawking in the street. Secretary didn't know what to do and simple sat in the middle of the street. She didn't know who to help or how to help them.
OOC: Lyra's weakness is her pride. She views herself very highly and WILL butt heads with anyone who says otherwise. She also dreams of finding her dream man and living a normal life so she's prone to accepting the words of a stranger more then most as well. She's quick to make moves on someone she thinks hitting on her (unless she's fighting with said someone as in Wiz) Her biggest weakness is her inability to read people or their intentions. If somepony were to earn her trust and get into her life, she'd be too open to that person to defend herself immediately. Though she should be taken out quickly is this route is taken because nothing will stop her rage once she finds out she's been played. Bon Bon's weakness is the opposite of Lyra's pride... Self-esteem. Her view of herself rides on the edge of a knife. Her persona is rather split and when her self esteem is attacked, her personality shrinks back as a whole. When her personality shrinks back, her mind takes the forefront and she becomes levelheaded in a cold and calculated way. When she becomes like this her goals and mission intents get to be all the less... detailed. For example, the mission objective "Find the missing pony turned rescue somepony from robbers becomes take down the robbers... period. All remorse and compassion is lost as well. But something that is and can be calculated can also be predicted. Without her personality. she loses the element of surprise and can be beaten by a smarter individual.
How's that?
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 10, 2014 3:06:55 GMT -5
ooc: Yeah, that looks good. I think I can work with that. I'll also let Wiz be more flirty. Not outright forward, but enough to confuse Lyra.
Later that night a pony walked into Lyra and Bon Bon's new office, leaving small scratch marks on the door's lock. It walked about looking at the room, searching for information.
ooc: Is there any photos of the two in here?
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 13, 2014 23:55:38 GMT -5
OOC: Yes, Only one. There's a desk at the back of the room with a box on it. There's a picture in that box BIC: Lyra had gotten a hotel, though it did take her a while to find one that would let her take the chair with her (ultimately she ended up slightly threatening the pony behind the counter to not give her any trouble. Bon Bon went to their apartment and straight to bed. She'd had enough for that particularly stressful day and didn't even want to think about the case she was working on. Secretary walked the streets and ally's in the nighttime hour and thought about the situation with their group. She was trying to figure out how to reconcile the friends and about the cases they were working on. She felt they might be connected somehow and tried to for the commonalities, though she was working entirely with third hand information.
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 14, 2014 4:48:22 GMT -5
After searching the office the pony came on the picture and studied it carefully.
"I'm tired!" Berry called out as she walked through the sewers. "How could we not have found any clues yet! I don't get it! Something isn't right here Fuzzball and I'm too tired to figure it out. Let's head home, I promise we'll continue our search tomorrow."
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 14, 2014 9:13:29 GMT -5
Secretary walked up to the room and opened the door.
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 14, 2014 9:18:19 GMT -5
The pony spun around and dropped the picture. "I'm sor-ry, I seem to have enter-red the wrong r-room." It said.
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 14, 2014 9:59:47 GMT -5
"And who are you? Perhaps I can help you find where you actually wanted to go." She said and pushed the door closed just enough to prevent easy leaving.
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 14, 2014 14:27:28 GMT -5
"I am a maid." The pony said. "And this r-room..." It looked around at the boxes. "Is to be moved out?" It inquired.
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 15, 2014 11:12:35 GMT -5
"tsk tsk tsk, we're moving in. And you can't be a maid working for us if you don't know who this stuff belongs to or what it's doing here." Secretary took a much more serious tone, "I'll give you another try. Who are you and what are you doing here?"
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 15, 2014 13:18:15 GMT -5
"I am a maid." The pony said. "I must have the wr-rong r-room."
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 15, 2014 15:46:45 GMT -5
"Then tell me which room you're trying to get to and I"ll take you there. I know this building very well." Secretary said, taking a step forward.
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 15, 2014 16:00:31 GMT -5
The pony stared at the secretary and than its eyes and voice changed. "Heh, heh, heh. And would you really lead this one around the building? I think not, I think you are too smart for that. Also, your... How is it that such things are described? Presence? Aura? It, disturbs me, your eyes."
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 15, 2014 16:12:40 GMT -5
"Aww, and I haven't even started a proper interrogation. I'm simply questioning you... At least whomever this was. And who are you?" Secretary asked figuring this was either a different person or a different side of the same person but not someone who didn't know nothing.
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 15, 2014 16:31:59 GMT -5
"Ha!" The pony said. "I wanted to know who you were as well, but now I'm more interested in these two with you." The pony pointed to the picture. "I've lost interest in who you are since you kind of remind me of a puppeteer, if you'll excuse the insult."
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 15, 2014 16:41:41 GMT -5
"If by puppeteer you mean controlling you'll be sadly mistaken. I have about at much control over those two as a butterfly has over the weather." She said and closed the door completely now, "You might have lost interest in me but I still want to know who you are. So I take it you're not a maid?"
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 15, 2014 16:57:49 GMT -5
"Maybe you do not control them, but you do have that air about you that you're always in control. Or the need to be always in control." The pony said. "Like how you think you are in control of this situation. It's something that annoys me very much about your kind. As for who I am, your friend here." She pointed to Lyra. "Can I assume that you are friends rather than she is an underling of some sort? She is very familiar with me, you should perhaps ask her."
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 15, 2014 17:00:28 GMT -5
"My friends seem to be having a bit of a tiff at the moment. I need to bear the weight of things for now but I will be asking her. Either way, you talk a lot and that's what I like to hear. It helps us find you later." Secretary said, mostly ignoring her other comments about her being controlling.
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 15, 2014 17:27:09 GMT -5
"You will have a hard time finding something that doesn't exist." The pony said. "Things like me, ponies would rather say I'm a bad dream than call me real. I do like to talk though, I like to help ponies, those that want me to be real. It's strange how I seem to find those kind of ponies in the strangest of places." The pony said picking up the photo and looking at it again.
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 15, 2014 17:34:51 GMT -5
"I know a good deal about being that which people don't believe exists. And I try and help the ponies as well. Which figment of their imagination, or nightmares, are you?" Secretary said taking a seat.
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 15, 2014 17:44:43 GMT -5
"Ah, the mystery becomes more mysterious." The pony said. "Shall I tell you mine and you tell me yours? I am the monster in the closet, or the one under the bed. Which one are you?"
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Post by Broly Ultimatrix on Oct 15, 2014 19:03:18 GMT -5
"Even I have hidden in closets and under beds. Even on ceilings and in the darkness of the forest. You'll need to be more descriptive then the generic monster before I tell you what I am." Secretary said plainly, not averting her eyes.
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Post by Bio Plus on Oct 16, 2014 5:30:16 GMT -5
"There you go again with that controlling nature of yours." The pony said. "Now let's see. You have hidden in closets and under beds, which means you're not from under the bed or in the closet. You're also known as a monster in the forest and hide in the ceilings. Some kind of hunter then? Maybe one of the old monsters, the powerful ones. You're not scared of the unknown or moved by it, which explains a lot. You also don't fear someone like myself who is weak and fragile. You see, I need them to be afraid of what I am, to say that I can't be real. Because if they loose that and come to destroy me then what shall I do? You do not fear these things, you don't fear your abilities, that's why you walk among them. They have a reason to fear you, while their fear for me is make believe. Is that about right? Or am I giving you way too much credit?"
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