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Re: Blowing Up the Moon for Funsies
By: Dark Date: November 15, 2014, 10:18 pm
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Dark Matter recovers from his daze in time to see imminent
watery demise coming towards him. Reacting... we'll call it
quickly to spare his feelings... he manages to send out a
reflexive burst of magic from his horn, dispersing the water
streams into a fine mist, which proves to be surprisingly
refreshing after all the excitement so far. He doesn't have time
to enjoy it, though, because the mouseseseseseses keep up their
assault. He dashes to the side, slipping a bit on the newly
slicked floor, and picks up his frying pike with his magic.
Not terribly optimistic about his chances alone against the
droids, he looks around for possible allies. There was the
unconscious stallion and the one with the wand. They look like
they could use some help. Then again, it looks like Supermare
could use some [s]impressing[/s] help of her own.
He poses heroically and says in a heroic voice: "Stop, in the
na-" but is stopped by a jet of water. Thoroughly irritated now,
he spits and gives up the dramatics in favor of a sustained
shout as he runs and attempts to use his polearm to polevault up
closer to the platform whereon the Superdamsel in Distress was
locked in combat with the metal bird thing. He didn't achieve
much lift, and was thrown drastically to the side, but in the
end it worked out because he landed on the pad of what seemed to
be some sort of giant pancake-flipper which catapulted him
directly up where he wanted to go.
He would have rather landed on his hooves than his back, and
he's most certain he'll be unhappy about dropping his pan, but I
guess he can't have everything he wants.
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Re: Blowing Up the Moon for Funsies
By: Star Catcher Date: December 3, 2014, 7:06 am
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Well, Haywire was handling Supermare. She thought. Catmare
really couldn't tell with him. When it seemed like Bubo was
going to obliterate the mare, he locked up and fell forward,
leaving him completely open to whatever Supermare wanted to do.
Whatever, she'd intervene if she needed to--she needed Haywire
to give her what she needed for her next heist, but she couldn't
get that if he didn't blow up the moon. And these goody
two-hooves all wanted to keep that from her.
Like this one with the cape. What did he think he was doing?
What did he think he was going to help with, if Supermare stood
no chance? Scoffing to herself, Catmare finally decided it was
time for her to descend when he somehow found a way to catapult
himself up to the fray. As he flew, she set hoof on the catwalk
he was to land on, then approached and set her hoof on his chest
when he landed. "In the name of who? Wanna-be Superzero?" she
hissed as she looked down at him, her visible white muzzle
flashing some wicked-looking fangs as she spoke. "Didn't yourr
motherrrr everr tell you not to stick yourrrr nose into
otherrr's business? Afterrr all, currriosity is what killed the
cat. Tell you what, Mister Zero, if you rrrrreally want to be a
herrrro, I'll tell you what I'm planning as my next heist--if
you leave now and don't come back. Because let's be honest here:
if Superrrmarrrre can't succeed, how could you?"
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Re: Blowing Up the Moon for Funsies
By: Ryo Date: December 14, 2014, 5:28 pm
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Supermare looked back, when Bubo landed back to the platform,
the metal bird still looking for a fight. A quick look around
revealed that there was no antennas to be seen, forcing
Supermare to think of something else. A sharp "Shwing" sound,
however brought her attention back to the bird, who was now
building an arsenal so great, that it could probably take on the
royal guard alone, with reasonable chance of winning. Each new
weapon revealed drew another "Gulp" from Supermare.
Supermare couldn't think of anything, except maybe try to escape
from the weaponry aimed at her, but just before things might
have gotten ugly, Bubo fell forward, seemingly locking up and
unable to act. Supermare kept staring at the bird, before
looking back at Evilwire, slightly confused, but apparently she
could now confront the evil Science pony. Before she even had a
chance to deliver her speech of justice, a canister was shot
towards her. Supermare managed to pull her cape up, covering her
head from the goo, but still very effectively got stuck to
it.She saw Hay smash the control panel, and run away, her
attempts to run after him were fruitless, as her hooves were
very, very stuck. Hearing Bubo coming back around, Supermare
turned her attention to her toolbelt, looking for a thingie that
she thought could help her.
After a short search, Supermare picked a small spray can from
her toolbelt, and sprayed it at the goo, causing the sprayed
spots to turn into greenish, watery mess, effectively releasing
her hooves from it. Unable to think of any actual plan against
the metal bird, Supermare carefully picked it up, and placed
Bubo in the remaining blue goo, hopefully slowing it's chase
down. Supermare heard Catmare talking to somepony, and after
getting view at the two, Supermare saw the other pony being the
guard from earlier. Concluding that a royal guard could handle
Catmare, Supermare loaded her trusty hookshot, and fling herself
to a higher, much smaller platform on the side of the cannon,
disappearing behind the cannon, as she tried to look for a way
to reach Evilwire's hiding spot. She came across many screens
bearing information only a science pony could understand, but no
visible controls, or doors of any kind could be found.
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Re: Blowing Up the Moon for Funsies
By: Potato Ponie Date: December 17, 2014, 1:30 am
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Idaho was awakened by the general amount of chaos, so much chaos
that Discord was probably laughing at them all. The gas had
dispersed for Idaho to not be affected by it, though he was
still extremely groggy. Idaho got up and looked around. He then
realized something. Couldn't he just leave? He wasn't needed
there and really didn't like the prospect of Catmare strangling
him to death with her whip. That's never fun. Idaho decides that
leaving seems like the best idea, and trots towards the exit,
stage left. Unfortunately for our non-caped farmer, he stepped
on the slinky he was previously trapped in , and was launched in
the air; because physics. Flailing in the air, Idaho lands
directly in front of the [s]worst[/s] best superhero, Supermare.
Idaho lands on his face, crumbling in a heap with an audible
"OW!"
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Re: Blowing Up the Moon for Funsies
By: Woodwind Date: January 3, 2015, 9:13 pm
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Woodwind grins at the sight of his shots hitting home and
disabling one of the droid's arms. Now he should be able to
finish this quickly and get to helping the others... He darts
toward it's now vulnerable side, wands rising up to finish the
machine off when it's torso suddenly spins around, the remaining
cymbal turned sideways and slicing towards him. The brown
pegasus drops his wands and gives a mighty beat of his wings,
propelling himself backward away from the droid and only just
avoiding it's attack, the spinning metal disk slicing through
the air where he'd just been and taking a few strands out of his
mane. Woodwind backs off a bit, taking note of the small paper
stuck to the mouse's back. He was curious what that could be,
but there wasn't a lot he could do about finding out at the
moment. First he has to get his weapons back. After a few
moments of watching the mouse droid he makes his move, dashing
close and narrowly ducking under the spinning cymbal. He scoops
up the fallen wands and darts back out of range again, then
spins and brings the wands to bear on the mouse droid, loosing
several shots at the machine's legs in an attempt to disable it.
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