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Published: 2016-06-03 14:29:10 +0000 UTC; Views: 887; Favourites: 34; Downloads: 10
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Moonlit Ember (The blue and green Stallion) is drawn and owned byEverything else is drawn by me.
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Vulcan: Dont. Touch. Me. Cannibal...
Jet: Take it easy big guy! we are trying to be friends here!
Vulcan: Dont baby me Jet!Β
Jet: I am not just...oh...hey look, w...we made it
*Just ahead a big camp site had been pitched in what looked like the remains of some roadside cottages. Stumbling around are several ferocious looking bandits drinking, taking drugs, slicing dead ponies and hanging them up on spikes. They stand just far away enough so the bandits cannot see the trio.*
Jet: Well then...l...looks like you dont need us anymore then...heh...so I was just gonna go...
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Terror: You guys can help me...~
*She lays a hoof around his shoulders*
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Jet: w....what...*he whispered, terrified*Β
Vulcan: We only have a few rounds between us. We could do it
Jet: Wait you agree with her!?
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Terror: I knew He is a good guy~ *She smirks*
Besides you could use some Caps and Chems yourself, right?
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Jet: Caps? yeah, but we cant just...
Vulcan: We need ammo and chems, what other choice do we have
Jet: You cant just...I mean...gah alright, I will stay here and pick off the stragglers *He draws from his backpack a plasma pistol and holds it in his teeth.Β
Vulcan: Ok Cannibal...lets do this.
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Terror: Don't call me Cannibal or I will shove your jaw up your flanks, got it? *She sounds serious about that, although not even looking at Vulcan* But yeah, Lets go~
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Vulcan: Charming... *he growled, before getting behind one of the cottage walls and after a few seconds, fired a shell into a bandit. Blasting a huge hole in their side and knocking them down
Bandit leader: HOLY HAYSHIT! WE GOT FUCKIN TROUBLE!
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Terror: *She jumps into the Raider leader and bites into his throat. She rips her head back and pulls out a part of his spine and Wind pipe*
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Jet: O...oh celestisa... *he stared at the brutal kill*
Vulcan: *shoots several other bandits that began focusing Terror* Watch your six Terror!
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Terror: That's what you are there for! *She laughs and tackles another Raider down, taking two deep bites of his belly till his guts come out. She then kicks into the bloody mess she made to take the sight of the other Raiders for a Moment. Pretty much that Moment she needs to crush into them. A bullet rips through her left foreleg, but she doesn't seem to bother*
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Vulcan: She is out of it...*He muttered, firing a volly of shells into closer targets. Another raider ran toward Terror with a knife, bvut was stopped as jet fired a plasma shot into his face, melting the skin and burning his skull, Vulcan finished him with a snap of his neck.*Β
Vulcan: Keep sharp, more on the way! *He pointed toward another squad of Bandits who began firing at the team with rusted rifles and pistols.*
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Terror: *She turns to them and roars at them like a feral animal. Madness burns in her eyes and she jumps between the firing Ponys, kicking away their hooves beneath them. She rips out a jaw with her bare hooves, then kicks in the head of another one*
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Jet: *Cringes in horror*Β
Vulcan: Watch yourself terror, dont fuckin' expose yourself *He fired a few more shells, his shotgun clicked* Dammit! Empty!
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Terror: Take this! *She throws one of the weapons of the Dead Ponys to her hooves to him, then rams a syringe into her foreleg. She hissed reliefed and her wounds Heal. After wards she looks for the next enemy*
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Vulcan: *grabs the weapon, its a rusted old pipe pistol.* Great... *He runs towards terror and stands by her.* What was in the needle?
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Terror: Hydra!~ *She shouts and runs towards their enemies to kill some more*
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Vulcan: Should of guessed huh...
*A final team of bandits ran at Terror with blades and shotguns, Vulcan and jet both started picking a few off at range.*
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Terror: *Some bullets Rip through her, but the wounds closer right after the bullets left the skin. She jumps and bites the throat of one attacker into shreds before punshing the other one in the face again, and again, and again. At some point she only Hits the bloody remains of a head*
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Vulcan: *finished off a final shooter, then lowers his pistol* Hey, Maniac! Its done, I dont see anyone else!
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Terror: *She is still punshing the by now long gone head* WhAt?! *Her voice shivers and her left eye twitches*
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Vulcan: You. can. stop. *he barked* its already dead...
Jet: H......holy crap...we did it...
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Terror: *She takes a look at the dead Stallion, then bites his hoof off and munches on it before spitting it aside*
Seems very dead, yes... Do you guys have some water? I need to clean myself a bit
*Her maw, hooves and chest are covered in blood*
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Vulcan: Ugh...here, dont waste it. *He throws her a carton of dirty water, then gets to looting the corpses.* Things are beginning to speed up now...the Dash must be wearing off
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Terror: *She washes herself with the water, Drinks the Rest and throws the empty carton away*
Where is the little one? The chicken? *She looks around*
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*jet is slowing checking a body.*
Jet: Ew...ew...oh celestia that his di...ugh...
Vulcan: He's fine *He finds a grenade on one of the bodies* Nice...more firepower...and some drugs
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Terror: You sure he is fine? He seems so... Shocked
*She giggles and walks to Jet, petting his shoulder*
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Jet: *shivers* W....we got them
Vulcan: Yep...not a lot left
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Terror: Little one, you have to calm down a bit... And you
*She turns to Vulcan* What drugs?
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Vulcan: Various, come see *He holds up a needle and several mentals* I'll need these later.Β
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Terror: If there is Hydra in that needle it is mine... *She nearly hisses. Her eyes narrow*
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Vulcan: Whatever, its dirty anyway *he throws it to her, he then loots a large bottle of whiskey* Sweet... *He took of the cap and took a deep drink* Want some Maniac?
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Terror: Sure, big guy! *She takes the bottle and Drinks some, too. But before she puts the needle into her coat*
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Jet: *shaking* S...so you are not gonna kill us right?, we had a deal Ms Terror...
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Terror: Nah, I like you two... But if you want to stay around longer and actually survive I would Demand you wear metal collars which protect from bites and autoinjecting healingpotions... *She shivers a bit*
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Jet: eeeer
Vulcan: Nah I'm good...*He takes some more whiskey* We might as well camp here for tonight...Then plan our next route in the morning after we have got ourselves more ammo and drugs.
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Terror: Whatever, I warned you
*She shrugs*
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Vulcan: What, I am not into that kinky stuff, save that for the mares in the citiesΒ
Jet: I mean....it wouldn't be a bad idea to try
Vuclan: Yeah but I ain't a puss like you Jet
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Terror: *She looks confused, then bursts out laughing*
No no you got me wrong, I just Don't want to accidently kill you while standing next to you. I can not really control who I bite all day...
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Jet: Oh macs balls...erm alright! where can I get one!
Vulcan: Trust me, I wont need it.
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Terror: At your own risk, big one *She shrugs* And you can take that thing... Just one sec
*She takes a metal leg armor plate of a dead Raider and bends it to a ring. The Straps of it can be used to close it* Here, take that
*She gives it to him*
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Jet: *Snatched it off her and put it around his neck* G...good! Its heavy but it will do...right?"
Vulcan: *Rolls his eyes and begins setting camp* I don't sleep much anyway...I see most things at night
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Terror: I bite during the day times too, just saying... *she shrugs*
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Vulcan: *Gathers some weapons that were broken in the firefight and empties their magazines* Well I ain't very tasty.
Jet: I am pretty sure raiders keep stashes right...like big ones filled with drugs...were could it be?
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Terror: Usually in their tents, close to them... Sometimes close to their cooking Station *She shivers a bit*
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Vulcan: They had a few nests in the cottage ruins, go try find those drugs in there
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Terror: Sure. Little one, follow me
*She starts walking to the cottage ruins*
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Jet: Errr....o...ok
Vulcan: If you find any beer, that would be great!
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Terror: I will keep an eye open!
*They come closer to the ruins, Jet slightly behind her. She looks out for traps and mines while slowly walking in*
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Jet: *Looks under some rubble and cloth* Ugh...I dont see anything...*He shudders when he sees the hanging corpses of other ponies the bandits had put up.*
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Terror: *She pushes one of the corpses do it swings around a Bit*
Uhhh, Art *She chuckles*
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