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soangryicouldtinkle) wrote2011-10-17 05:38 pm
soangryicouldtinkle) wrote2011-10-17 05:38 pm
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12th Atrocity - Friendship Is F@#$ing Magic
[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 ofUnicor 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!
((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
-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!
no subject
[He hands it to her carefully.]
Shovel?
no subject
Not here. As these things go, she'd decide to hunt for hidden treasure the moment we were done.
no subject
no subject
[She echoes with an air of annoyance.]
I'd rather avoid the heavy labor if I can help it. Can you phase through the ground, Slugger?
thread jack
Excuse me, this might be a rather odd question. But is your ....pony alive?
no subject
[sounding unsure. Slugger knows he can't teleport with living things, but since this was no longer a living thing, perhaps it was worth a shot. At the unexpected sound of Johan's voice, Slugger looks up.]
Mr. Liebert? [Did Johan know something about this?] You got something, too?
no subject
...Yes. Yes, Pinkie Pie's fine.
[And because Susan hasn't gotten where she is without picking up on some subtleties of nuance, she'll aim a piercing glance at Johan.]
Shall I assume yours isn't?
no subject
From the state we found the backyard in, I would say no.
[He glances over at Slugger.]
You've mentioned the Black Mage before.