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

[soangryicouldtinkle]

[To the members of 836 Hastings Boulevard]
((OOC permission granted by Rarity-mun))

[When you get home from work and classes on Monday, you may notice something is different about your back yard.

It might be that it now looks like someone redecorated it with unicorn blood and fur.

Most of the flesh and bones are missing.

Whoever did this enjoyed their work, far too much

They even did some finger painting of the happy family with the blood.]


[Front porch of 502 Ricardo Street]

[A blood soaked, wrapped package has been left for you. It has a note, "To Pokey", on it.]
Dear Pokey, I leave this gift of hamburger meat to show there are no hard feelings.
PS. Can your living robot come out to play again?
-Black Mage

[Front porch of 726 Anderson Lane]

[A blood soaked, wrapped package has also been left here. It has a note for, "Bat boy and Sword Woman".]
Dear murderous sociopaths, I leave this gift of Unicor hamburger meat to show there are no hard feelings. Keep up the good work.
-Black Mage


[Action | Around town]

[Black Mage is walking around town in his new green bed sheets and a bloody horn sticking out of his paper bag.

That horn might look familiar.

He is muttering and chanting, waving his hands in the air, and getting frustrated.]

Why won't this work! I think I got the words right.

You'd think a unicorn horn would be perfect for dealing with dimensional magic!

Comments

[726 Anderson]

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[After reading the letter, Slugger peeks inside the package... then re-reads the note and wonders what exactly this was supposed to mean.]

[726 Anderson]

[inthenertz.livejournal.com]

[It's just ground up meat.]

[deaths-heritor.livejournal.com]

There was a reason I never bothered with Ankh-Morpork's unorganized crime.

[Susan doesn't even bother looking inside.]

I don't have time for all of these archenemies; there are only so many hours in a day I'm willing to devote to inane babbling. It's like I'm collecting children's toys.

Aw, BM actually likes the cut of her jib. This was his way of complimenting

[inthenertz.livejournal.com]

836 Hastings Boulevard

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

[Johan is just getting back from work and.....




What.

Why is his backyard bleeding?]

Re: 836 Hastings Boulevard

[brotherseyes.livejournal.com]

[Nina is just getting home too when she notices Johan staring at the back yard and goes over to see what the problem is, because it looks like he's studying something...

When she sees it, her eyes go wide. And she screams, right before dropping to her knees, breathing hard.]

[Action | Around town]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Mika looks up when she hears Black Mage's voice on her way home from work, her ears flicking forward as she frowns a bit at what she hears. Her grip on her cane shifts a bit, and she peers at him, only to stop and stare.

The staring turns to open horror.

Which quickly leads to screaming.

There are only so many unicorns in this town and she is fairly certain she knows exactly where that horn came from, which is why she is screaming so loudly.]

Re: [Action | Around town]

[inthenertz.livejournal.com]

[Wince, hearing the scream.]

Oh, hey, that wasn't annoying at all. Thanks for that.

1/2

[foalingaround.livejournal.com]

[Dash was heading back home when she sees Black Mage.

The horn she notices almost immediately, and as she goes to open her mouth she notices who said horn belongs to.

That's Rarity's horn.

Dash can't help but stare at horror, before looking absolutely enraged.]

[foalingaround.livejournal.com]

[She immediately cuts off Black Mage by leaping right in front of him.]

...What did you do to Rarity.

726 Anderson

[tapshoetomove.livejournal.com]

[And Luke is glancing over the package.]

Gross, who would leave this out here?

[He doesn't touch it, but he does wonder who "Black Mage" is.]

[geassedmassacre.livejournal.com]

[Euphie comes up behind him, wondering what he's looking at. He looks kind of grossed out, which immediately makes her a bit worried.]

Luke? What have you got there?

502 Ricardo

[hatinonlayton.livejournal.com]

[DANG NOT!SON your friends just get weirder and weirder.]

502 Ricardo

[inthenertz.livejournal.com]

[Probably should have wrapped it in something better than paper, considering it's raw meat.]

502 Ricardo

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Trust him.

He didn't want it.]

Around Town

[jaws5sonofjaws.livejournal.com]

[s BM a heartless enough a bastard to eviscerate a unicorn?

Mart's guess would be yes.]

You

Sick

FUCKER!

I knew you were up to some sick ass shit again!

[inthenertz.livejournal.com]

I'm trying to bend space here and open a way out of this stupid town.

What are you, some sort of paladin?

Around Town | 1/2

[nyanpire]

[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

[nyanpire]

[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...?

RE: [Around town]

[taser-facial.livejournal.com]

[ Sokora can, oftentimes, be found wandering the town, looking for new - and friendly - people to introduce himself to. This latest gent, however, seems to be of the opposite sort he'd normally consider. Nonetheless, the evident unicorn horn definitely demands some comment, and so he approaches the robed individual. He waits until those eldritch statements are (however temporarily) completed, and wanders forth.]

Ah... pardon me, but you seem to have something on your face, there.

Re: [Around town]

[inthenertz.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you do too, but at least mine isn't permanently attached!

Ooooh! Burn!

[From the smelly little man who wears a bag over his head.]

[753 Partridge Drive]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Hey Black Mage. There's someone banging on your door.]

[753 Partridge Drive]

[inthenertz.livejournal.com]

[Wakes up cranky the next morning.]

Hey! Prince!

...

Useless.

[So he goes to answer the door, using his blue sheets again.

Muttering as he does.]

This better be good.

[action]

[toxicophelia.livejournal.com]

What's that? [Pointing to the bag and/or bloody horn.]

[action]

[inthenertz.livejournal.com]

It's a summoner's horn!