My Little Apocalypse

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    Introduction: You sit at a little cafe in Cantorlot. You listen to a nearby radio. A couple is listening to a love song in awe. Suddenly you hear, "BREAKING NEWS. RUN! THEY ARE COMING! HIDE! BEFORE IT'S-" The radio gets cut off. Your eyes widened. The couple stare at each other. Suddenly you see something. It approaches a pale Pegasus. You screams as it bites her. Her coat darkens, and she...changes.
    A Changeling.


    Ok, so we all start in Cantorlot. This is like the Walking Dead, but with ponys and Changelings. :)


    Sign Up:


    Name:
    Species:
    Gender:
    Appearance:
    Personality:
    Inventory:


    Rules:
    1) Weapons are allowed, from bats to guns.
    2) Killing is allowed, but all players involved must approve.
    3) Romance at your own risk.
    4) Your CHARACTER can be rude as you want.
    5) No alicorns.
    Me:You have to pick the horns or the wings.
    Roleplayer: Can I have both?
    Me: ...YOUR A EARTH PONY. *Flips table*
    6) No special powers besides magic and flying.
    7) I will control Changelings.
    8 ) You aren't heartless. You aren't going to just kill Changelings for fun. Only when needed.


    My character:


    Name: Libra
    Species: Griffon
    Gender: Female.
    Appearance: White coat, yellow eyes, black around eyes, black beak and gray talons.
    Personality: Akward, funny, yet serious when needed. She is kind to others and will never hurt anyone unless needed.
    Inventory: A basic pistol and chainsaw, and a first said kit.

    Your OCs are awesome O.O


    OK, I think we can start. The apocalypse had already stared.


    Libra trotted through the streets carefully, pistol in hand and eyes wide open. She wanted to see if there were any survivors she could help. "Anyone here?!" she called loudly. OK, that was a mistake. She would surely attract a swarm. Still, she was set on helping anyone in danger. However, she had to be careful, since they could change into a helpless filly.

    Libra looked up and then hid under the table. Then she realized what she saw wasn't a changeling. She slowly came out.v "Heh, sorry."

    "Heh, heh, names Libra," she said, placing her arm on the table trying to look cool, but then flipping it over and falling. Libra quickly got up. "Nice to meet you."

    (it's Sweetie Belle, Spectral is my fave oc so im making an account for her ^^)
    Spectral nodded, "But what if changelings are acting like survivors?"

    Libra thought about that for a moment. She was right, that could happen. "Well...what do the changelings hate? If we test them to see how they react, they might so us their true form. Or, if not, they must be really survivors."