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!

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[Action | Around town]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[Mika unfortunately has no protection against magic, her stuttering scream almost as loud as her initial one had been. Hair frizzles instantly, skin and fur scorching around her earrings and the metal buckles on her shoes, and the smell of burning cotton and polyester is thick in the air as her cane flies out of her hand and she collapses in a heap, already foaming at the mouth.

Very easy pickings.]

Re: [Action | Around town]

[inthenertz.livejournal.com]

[As much as BM would love to enjoy this murder. He has to remember how to bend space to his will.

So, to make sure she doesn't get right back up...]

You really shouldn't play games with the big shots kid.

EYE BEAMS!

[Heat beams coming from his eyes.

Time to torch the victim.]

[nomorelosing.livejournal.com]

[this is a really bad time to take the shortcut home, isn't it?

at first, Kaz isn't quite sure what's going on. he's walking down the sidewalk on his way home from school, carrying his jacket over his shoulder as he takes his time. he can hear two voices up ahead - one of them softer and very familiar - which lends him pause. if it's Mika, she sure sounds upset, which isn't what he's used to. the girl seems so softspoken and quiet that an outburst like that is actually kind of scary...

regardless, he's curious now and decides to check out what's happening. he rounds the corner just as BM's eyes start glowing.

that doesn't look promising. at all.]

...!

[he drops his jacket, not at all thinking straight as he runs to Mika. she's in sorry shape right now and he doesn't want to think what might happen if she gets hit with - with whatever those beams are. grabbing her by the shoulders, he yanks her up and away, pulling her harshly off to the side.]