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Post by kitsy on Dec 12, 2010 1:13:59 GMT -5
Teddy as a german soldier, sweetheart as a russian medic... still in pony forms, just the gun and medical patch dictating their sides... as well as which side of the map behind them they are standing infront of, holding each others houves, looking into each others eyes...
i thought it was strange... specially the part where i was painting it since... i can't paint!
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Post by kitsy on Dec 3, 2010 12:12:32 GMT -5
Oye, i've been havng strange dreams over the last few days but last night...
I had a dream, in it was a picture that kinda struck me...
Background was a world war 2 style map of europe, gemery grey, russia red. In front/forground, Teddy standing with a luger on a belt, on his hind legs holding sweethearts forlegs in his, Sweetheart having a satchel with a red cross on it and Russian royal swan emblem.
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Post by kitsy on Mar 27, 2010 11:28:30 GMT -5
I modified part 13 on page 7, re-edited it a bit more made it abit cleaner.
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Post by kitsy on Mar 24, 2010 19:50:44 GMT -5
Asunder 26
Kassandra slid into the door with a thump as the car weaved in and out of the flow of traffic, “Does the Agency’s life insurance policy cover your driving?”
“Oh hardy har har, he sat there and fed us, and the FBI, that bogus information so we could do his dirty work. He wants Carl and the foals dead because they are proof that there is something wrong with his project” Tom snarled pushing the peddle down hard as he swung out into the left lane again to pass more cars.
“ACK! I know, I know, but can we get there in one piece?”, Kassandra said holding on for dear life to the handle above the car door and dashboard.
“They even used the FBI to justify a breach, face it, if no one was in the trailer then no one was there to shoot at our agents. I doubt a vet and his daughter could fire off rounds then disappear without anyone seeing them.” Carl looked at Kassandra sternly.
“Eyes front!” Kassandra yelled
Grumbling Tom looked back ahead driving, “We have to get there as fast as possible, we need to get them into protective custody ahead of the military or NSA, if we don’t Director Stevens will make them disappear, and play them down as experiments.”
“Our Director is doing what he can to find things out, did you tell him about the ponies?”
“Nope, that would have me removed from the case and put in a psychiatric ward somewhere, and that’s not what I’m interested in at this time.”
Kassandra looked over at him wide eyed in fear, “Nope but a hospital after a car accident is fine?”
“Don’t worry, we’ll be fine.”
“Famous last words.” Kassandra said grumbling.
* * * * *
Jing-a-ling and Ting-a-ling sat quietly side by side, the fire in front of them lighting the cave. Giggling at each other drinking their apple juice from the plastic cups while Tina brushed their manes gently.
Pacing back and forth Carl huffed softly “So what are we going to do now?”
The old man chuckled, “We wait of course, Tworivers is out looking around keeping an eye on the Government types, they are likely watching the roads, so for now, you wait, and listen to the wind.”
Carl nodded slowly, “Tworivers again, sorry, its just hard to deal with all of this, now they are trying to kill us.”
“The great spirits will watch over you, keep you safe, with a little help that is,” he said as he sat warming his hands. “You don’t believe in the spirits do you?”
“I’ve never really been religious, I’ve read stories about them, but…” Carl shook his head.
“But you have trouble taking something on pure faith.”
Carl nodded.
“It can be hard, though you have some talking foals, I have the great spirits, no more strange.”
Carl chuckled, “I guess.”
“And then there’s the winged pony.”
“Winged pony? What winged pony?” Carl asked blinking, then turned hearing the eagle screech near the cave enterence.
Almost right above Brightglow’s head the eagle called out causing her to rear up whinnying in fright, she had not seen the eagle since she landed near the cave, and the light had attracted her attention.
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Post by kitsy on Mar 19, 2010 3:50:54 GMT -5
Asunder 25
“Are you sure this is safe?” Bright-eyes asked looking nervous.
Brightglow giggled softly “I can fly, remember, besides, I’m just taking a look around, the plane isn’t supposed to land till first light so I’m going down.”
Lancer watched nervously as Brightglow stood with her back to the door, one houf on the door jam. Nodding once she fell backwards out of the aircraft. “I hope she’ll be ok,” Lancer said closing the door and locking it again.
Tumbled by the prop wash and speed of the aircraft it took a second before Brightglow got herself into a streamlined nose down dive. The air rushing past her as she waited till she was out of the disturbances caused by the airplane, then spread her wings pulling out of the dive, only a few hundred feet above the ground. Turning tightly she came almost face to face with a great bald eagle, and it took her collapsing one wing and flipping sideways mid air to avoid it.
The eagle back winged and climbed shrieking angrily at the winged unicorn, before turning to fly north.
Brightglow blinked “Sorry, didn’t see you there.” shaking her head she dropped over the tree’s flying low “Birds.”
As she flew she could see paths and trails weaving their way through the tree‘s, a long stream meandered down from the hills, signs of life everywhere including deer and other large herbivores. As she climbed again she heard the sounds of a wolf howling mournful in the night air.
Shaking her head Brightglow began circling the “There has got to be a way, I know they are down there somewhere.”
To the north the cry of the eagle was heard again, as the great bird came up from the tree’s then the sound of a horse whinnying, blinking she turned and started flying towards the bird.
* * * * *
The group walked down the path, looking around as they moved, the trails seem to have been abandon long ago, and nature had taken them back, grass poked up between the stones. Every few dozen lengths a large weathered and hewed rock jutted up, 4 sided ending in a rounded point, each with a mark or set of marks, some looking like waves, others like strange writing. Many of these markers were broken at different heights
“Is it much farther, I’m really out of gas,” Bon Bon whined softly.
Ace slowed down and took Bon Bon’s pack off her back, “I’ve got it, but its still pretty far from what Starlight said.”
Teddy, watching ace, stopped and took Sweethearts pack too putting it on his back.
Starlight looked to Stardancer, “Darn just our luck, no boys to carry our gear for us.”
“Well we can always prove we are the strong independent girls that can carry our own gear,” Stardancer said giggling.
Bon Bon looked at the two, “Hey my packs heavier then yours though, its not my fault.” “I know Bon Bon, but you did choose to load down with a lot more food then the rest of us,” Said Starlight and patted Bon Bon’s back gently. “Besides, were just teasing you.”
Ace chuckled “I could always carry your bag too Starlight, I am the best athlete at school after all.”
“I know Ace,” Starlight looked at him smiling “but I’ve got it, I’m fine.”
“Wow….”
Everyone glanced at Stardancer then down the path stopping. The tree’s had parted, revealing a valley that looked much like the caldera of a volcano, probably 30 or 40 miles across, the sides dropping sharply around the edge of it, and on the far side, part of a spire could be seen coming out of the tree’s. 2 large spires, and 1 broken at the middle could be seen, even a this distance.
“Another days walk and we’ll be there,” Ace said with a sigh.
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Post by kitsy on Aug 8, 2009 22:29:40 GMT -5
Well Comb is "motcho" in that aspect it fits the persona he trys to portray... But at the same time It brings a feal of "some ponies" going against their birthrights or not fitting in.
Who knows though, Teddy when he's grown up might take interest or show intrest in working at the Starlights moms shop as a hair stylest or barber. In which case the comb would fit in the end... Can't tell till he's older.
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Post by kitsy on Aug 5, 2009 8:52:55 GMT -5
Sorry folks, still around, rebuilt my computer... Been mix of sick and depressed all month so never got much writing done. Should be back in soon.
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Post by kitsy on Jun 24, 2009 20:15:16 GMT -5
woohoo, big grats.
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Post by kitsy on Jun 16, 2009 4:41:06 GMT -5
Asunder 24
Melody woke up to the sound of her alarm clock, rolling over and turning it off she got up still tired. Heading into the shower she washed up and shampooed her mane and tail before drying off. Sitting on her bed she blowdryed her mane and tail and brushed them out looking at herself in the mirror as she did.
"Melody, breakfast time"
Blinking she looked at the door, "Coming mom." Standing, she headed down to the kitchen, her mom was already down there, her nurses hat on, making eggs and toast, so she took a seat.
"Sleep well, hun?"
Melody blinked looking up "Yeah mom, weird dreams though. I was in the park, and you were there, and some pony i had never seen."
"Sounds like mine, I have to go into the hospital today, on call helping those injured." she said laying out Melody's breakfast.
"He was all white, with a blue mane and tail." Melody giggled.
Her mom blinked looking down at Melody, "With a pink rose...."
"And two coiled snakes in the medical sign..." Mel said blinking too..
"And he said he had the twins and they were safe..."
"I think we had the same dream. Who was he?" Melody asked.
"I don't know, I've never seen him before but he reminded me allot of your dad."
"I miss dad... and the twins..."
Her mom came over and sat down hugging her gently, "I know, but after the dream I kinda felt like they were safe."
* * * * *
"Don't worry, your safe."
Carl sat up blinking taking the cold compress of his for head. "What was in that drink?"
"Local herbs, nothing special." The old man said tapping his cane back to sit by the fire.
Looking around Carl saw the twins with the painted mare, and his daughter Tina sitting by the fire sipping from a cup.
"OK how did we get here, and where are we?"
"You were brought here."
Carl looked at the old man tapping a foot, "I know that, by who? How?"
"Tworivers brought you here, he is part of a AIM, and found out that the FBI was going to do a raid."
"AIM?"
From behind a young man wearing jeans and a t-shirt spoke as he walked in "American Indian Movement, We are warriors of the first nation, defending the old ways."
Carl looked up as the man, in his mid 20's knelt and stroked the ponies. "Normally we would not get involved in... white mans... matters, but the elders said you had been chosen by the great spirits."
"Well thanks, I think." Carl said turning back to the old man "I swear I was drugged, had a dream about mustang spirits, and..."
"Drugged? Sounds more like you had yourself a vision." Tworivers said looking down at Carl. "Though given you being a whiteman, I'll bet dream."
"I told you, the great spirits have chosen you." The old man said.
"So's the FBI, Federal burrow of intimidation trashed your trailer, don't worry, we'll get you a new one, FEMA's nice enough to supply us with some, for you." Tworivers chuckled.
"Trashed how?" Carl blinked
"Oh, they turned it into a gazebo. Someone must really want you dead cuz they fired nearly 200 bullets into and through it."
Jing-a-ling roled over and yawned "Mommy???"
Carl got up and stroked her mane speaking softly, "Its OK little one."
"Did that just speak?" Tworivers asked blinking before getting glared at by the Raindancer and nipped at once. "Ok ok, no questions, but best you hide out here a while."
* * * * *
"So whats the plan Ace?" Teddy asked sitting down beside him watching the girls snack.
` "Well Starlight said she found out about some old ruins from BP. So we are going to go check them out, see if theres anything we can find that will help Brightglow." Ace said packing some fruit into his bag.
"BP?" Sweetheart asked as she came over sitting beside Teddy.
"Before Ponies, an then theres AP after ponies. in other words human ruins we think." Starlight said looking up at them.
"Not another long walk," Bon Bon whined "I'll need to pack allot more food."
"Or not eat as much," Teddy said before getting glaired at by Sweetheart, "What? If she doesn't want to carry that much food, she's just gonna have to eat less."
Sweetheart opened her mouth to say something then stooped as she saw rarity starting to head over, with a sigh she leaned against Teddy. Standing up behind Sweetheart on her hind legs stardancer stretched out, horn glowing softly as she formed a ball of light. Seeing the light was more then enough to discourage Rarity from coming any closer and she sat at a distance.
"Thanks." Sweetheart whispered.
"For what? I'm just stretching." Stardancer said softly, trying to look innocent.
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Post by kitsy on Jun 7, 2009 23:28:55 GMT -5
Plead ing for more story?
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Post by kitsy on Jun 2, 2009 12:18:21 GMT -5
Yay commandoes go to the house. a little action, more intrigue, corrupt agents. Why am I having this my little ponies meets xmen fealing.
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Post by kitsy on May 31, 2009 21:21:18 GMT -5
Ohhh, new parts!! The story is getting even more exciting! And now we're left hanging...were they really in the trailor??? Must know more! (That Teddy/Sweetheart scene was adorable, btw! ^-^) you'll have to keep reading to find out... Season final? again, yep, had to have fun with teddy and sweetheart, i think teddy owes stardance.
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Post by kitsy on May 29, 2009 18:52:40 GMT -5
Asunder 23 <make sure you read 22 before this one>
The director steepled his fingers leaning back in his chair "No witnesses."
"None."
"Good, always nice to hear the NSA is willing to help with Senate projects." The director smiled.
"You've helped us clean up messes in the past, always willing to return the favor."
"All in the best interest of our country." The director said chuckling softly "Did your daughter get the new car she wanted for her birthday?"
"Oh yes, she loved the color too. We received the data from a predator team, they spotted the camper on an Indian reservation."
"Are they not refereed to as native American's? Don't wish to seem prejudice do we?"
"Meh Indians, redskins, either works for me."
"So what happens now?" The director asked.
"An assault."
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"Team 1 ready"
Quietly Agent Kidd screwed the silencer on the end of his sniper rifle, from his point he had a clear view of the camper, as well as the other teams as they moved into position around the RV.
"Team 2 ready"
Picking up his clip, he took out the top round, 7.62mm out, replacing it with a .308 Winchester Teflon coated and hooked in the clip, chambering the round. The Teflon would ablate when the round was fired hiding any barrel striations.
"Sniper point 1 ready"
Laying down he taped the the radio "Sniper point 2 ready", while the breach team was all FBI, he was actually NSA tasked to work with the FBI as a liaison officer.
"4 heat sources inside, 2 small 1 medium in the main area, 1 medium to large in the back."
He drifted his scope across the trailer looking, all the windows were covered, blocked off, by drapes "2, no visuals."
"Team 2 ready for breach."
Scanning from window to window he drifted his scope over the camper to watch team 2 as they made their approach, slowly siting in on the newest member, a 22 year old fresh out of training. Slowly he squeezed the trigger, his rifle kicking once as the round slammed into the ground in front of newbie kicking up dirt and debris.
"Shots fired, shots fired!" was screamed over the radio as the 22 year old opened up on the camper with his sub machine gun. Causing the rest of his team to open up as well. Quickly someone fired teargas and t-flash grenades in through the windows.
Agent Kidd quickly re-centered on the 2 small heat-sources, putting one round on each, before firing into the rear after the larger heat source. Then leaned over and picked up the .308 casing placing it in his pocket.
"Cease fire, cease fire!" came over the radio.
Agent Kidd stood and walked down from his point, as the all clear was called, team one stormed inside the camper, unopposed. As the investigators headed inside agent Kidd walked in with them, quietly letting the .308 round fall down the inside pant leg, rolling out without much noise onto the floor of the camper. Easy enough for the investigator teams to find.
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Tom stormed into the office "Why was I not called about this?"
"Those in charge said you were busy, this was a time critical assault so they sent in the closest teams, wanted to hit them before..."
"It was what, a 3 hour flight by helicopter?" Tom said looking at Kassandra
"I know, I don't like it either." Kassandra said sitting down on the edge of his desk.
"I'll log a complaint with our boss when I see him next"
"Least the case is closed." Kassandra said.
"Not in the slightest."
"Whatcha mean?"
Tom looked up at Kassandra "Simple, the equines were not local, they were brought across in an accident."
"Across from where."
"The company is doing some sort of experiment drawing energy though trans dimensional or subspace. Sounds like sci-fi but, they pulled the equines through that. And are covering it up."
Kassandra blinked "Yeh but do you have proof."
"Not yet, hence case isn't done yet."
"Boss isn't gonna like you doing a private investigation."
"I have to... for the little ones at least."
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Patches head hit the top of the `bubble` in the observation window of the Catalina PBY, "Ow, bumpy ride."
Brighteyes look more green then normal "Its called turbulence."
Ace looked at her and stroking her side softly "I thought you were OK with flying, you flew on that sea plane to the islands after all."
"Yeah but it wasn't this... bumpy" Brighteyes said urping putting a hoof in front of her muzzle.
Brightglow kept her head ducked in the 2nd observation window "Oh this would be fun to fly in, theres thermals everywhere."
"Nice of him to give us a ride." Ace said, as the plane droped again.
"Ugg... lucky Bonn Bonn isn't here, can you picture here." Patch said with a giggle.
Brighteyes cringed "Oh please don't, my stomach is bad enough as is."
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Post by kitsy on May 29, 2009 15:36:27 GMT -5
Well I think it was the right turn because Teddy couldn't bring Rarity back to his home. Yep, I knew stardancer having an "attack" power would come in handy.
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Post by kitsy on May 29, 2009 12:58:59 GMT -5
Does it say anywhere at the top of YouTube's page that they're performing maitenance? actualy have 22 up now, 23 in the works, and almost done just want people to read 22 first
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