This forest suited her, the shadows wrapped around like a dark coat. Well, she already had dark fur, but the point was still there. The sun only managed to break through the dark canopy above in faded yellow ribbons. Her crimson red eyes stared through the break in the forest toward the small town of Ponyville that had settled not too far off. She had thoughts of entering there, but had decided against it just yet. Her red and orange tail flicked as she stood and watched, seeing a few ponies going about their day.
In some aspects, she was quite jealous. For a long time, she had a normal life like that, and suddenly it was ripped away from her. She had hardly ever been among her own kind, well, from her mother's side of the family anyway. They say the chaotic blood ran through her veins, an ancient instinct from when Discord had ruled Equestria. Belldawn lowered her head as she stretched out a hoof, was she going to leave her newly established domain? Okay, she was not the official queen of the forest, but she was not about to tell anyone that.
Last Edit: Feb 18, 2012 17:31:53 GMT -5 by Polaris
Post by aerosolman on Feb 19, 2012 19:50:37 GMT -5
(((OOC I dont know what kind of direction your trying to take with this rp, so I'll do my best to improvise.)))
Matters of blood and ancient history were the furthest thoughts on Eyegor's mind when he rounded a bend in the Everfree forest. Rather, he was much more interested in a slight peculiarity he had detected in the migration habits of one very rare, very significant insect.
He had followed the bug from up over a creek, carefully watching the creature. Its shiny black carapace shown in the glimmers of light from above. "Surely I am dreaming if my hypothesis is correct, but were I so bold to postulate that this bug had some semblance of intelligence, I would say it's actually avoiding me..."
The significance of this insect would be lost on any lesser minds, but to Eyegor the implications were huge. This particular breed of beetle was known to be a relentless devourer of lumber, and posed a significant hazard to the construction industry. If the beetle population could be "corralled" or some such thing, Eyegor was sure he could devise some form of ransom scheme using the bugs.
These thoughts were deeply embedded upon his mind when he rounded a corner, and stumbled upon a foot. "Strange," he thought. He looked up to the owner of the foot, an odd zebra-esque breed he couldn't quite place in his mental map of things. "Well... Hallo."
Suddenly the mare felt that someone had come close to her. Her head turned to look, a hoof lifting up to notice the other. "Why do you invade my forest!?" She said, furrowing her eyes into a frown as she stared down at the stallion. She slammed her hoof down near him, and kept her head held high. Of course, it was not really her forest, but she was certainly going to pretend it was. That was just how she often functioned. This world was just something for her to play with, in her mind anyway, and there was no reason for her to care about what others thought.
Post by aerosolman on Feb 25, 2012 17:54:47 GMT -5
(((Fair enough. I had thought you were a goner.)))
Eyegor couldn't figure out why he liked the mannerisms of the pony he had encountered. Maybe it was her forcefulness, or the way she insisted on being so shout-y. At any rate, the Mad Magical Scientist had found a person who, at least in the immediate present, whom he could relate to in his mannerisms.
"WHY DO YOU INVADE MY FOREST?" he yelled, trying to provoke a response from this curious creature.
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The alicorn cross looked to Eyegor as he had tried to give his own response and she gave a snort, "Your forest? It's mine! I am Queen Belldawn of the Everfree Forest!" She said as a grin began to cross her muzzle. This was her new victim, and she was going to have fun with him. She had no idea what type of pony he was, and frankly, she did not care, so long as she got the upper hand in the end. She shifted on her hooves as she looked to him with her crimson red eyes. Her fire-colored tail smoothly glided with the turn of her her body as she faced her new challenger.
Last Edit: Feb 29, 2012 11:14:42 GMT -5 by Polaris
Post by aerosol man on Feb 29, 2012 12:42:44 GMT -5
(((Yay, your back. And sorry for the short post previously.)))
Eyegor squinted his eyes at the pony, trying to discern her purpose. There were only two likely scenarios, one wherein she was trying to mock him, and the second wherin she legitimately believed herself to be a queen.
Eyegor immediately and sincerely lost interest. Clearly this pony was a mad-pony who legitimately believed she owned his forest, and Eyegor did not have the time nor patience to be trifled with. He immediately sighted the small beatle he had been tailing and returned his attentions to it.
"Yes, yes, Queen something-or-other, whatever you say..."
As he spoke, the beatle fanned its wings and took off in flight, much to Eyegor's fury. "YOU! YOU BEATLE! COME BACK HERE IMMEDIATELY!"
Her purpose was to really try to intimidate the other stallion, but it did not seem to work. The two stared at each other for a few seconds, before the other stallion had lost his interest. This is something that infuriated Belldawn. How dare he just turn away and ignore her? She had little idea that he had thought her to be some mad-pony who had sincerely thought this was her forest. Well, in a way, she did think of this as her forest. No one else would come here, so why should she not? It was dangerous, yes, but she considered herself more dangerous.
Watching him spot the beetle that had flown away, she got an idea. Her horn had a slight glow to it as another beetle, exactly like the first one, appeared from the grass. Of course, this was all part of her illusion, but she knew how to use it in a way that would trick the senses of the other ponies. Hopefully, her plan would have it's desired affect and things would go right. If not, she would find a way to improvise.
Eyegor noticed the illusory beetle, and was at first skeptical. "Wha...."
A sudden realization struck him. "IT OBEYS! THEY ARE SENTIENT!" He began to run about in excitement, prancing to an imaginary tune. "It obeys! It is sentient! It obeys! It is sentient!"
He stopped, and placed his face mere inches from the insect. "My first command to you, Mister Beetle, is to nod your beetle head if you are capable of understanding this. If you do, I will give you... candy? Do beetles like candy? Yes, I do believe they like sweets of all kinds. Yes, I will give you candy, under the condition that you nod your head in understanding."
Belldawn watched in amusement at the stallion's prancing and excitement. She regretted not what she was going to do next. Her horn gave a glow as she aimed her magic at the illusion of the beetle and it grew several times it's original size. It then opened it's mouth and widened it's mandibles as it gave out a loud roar towards the other stallion. Belldawn was trying not to start laughing at what she had done. The smirk was upon her muzzle but she was trying to return to a poker face of sorts so he would not realize it was her. Hopefully she would scare him off and have taught him not to mess with her or ignore her.
Post by aerosolman on Apr 26, 2012 21:27:51 GMT -5
Eyegor's prancing abruptly ended as the events unfolded before him. But rather than fear, a terrible scrunched expression took hold of his face. The part of his mind that was always scrutinizing things had thrown him a red flag, and it took every part of his willpower not to scream at his inability to figure out just what it was.
Was it the creature itself, who he knew for a fact lacked the requisite metabolic chemistry to perform its sudden transformation? Perhaps it was the manner in which it opened its mandibles, which Eyegor easily noticed was done at a totally incorrect angle, and would have ruptured the creatures exoskeleton. No, what Eyegor noticed, and what anypony with any decent background in basic biology would have known, was that the creature had roared. This was a feat that would be impossible to an insect of any mass, for one simple reason: insects don't possess lungs.
Eyegors skepticism finally caught up to him when he abruptly grabbed a branch in his mouth and heaved it at the aberration.