Posts by Godric the Radical

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    Light keeper glared at Discord, "You apparently have no idea who I am do you?" Light keeper turned into a pony made of pure light. Light keeper's voice was warped and angelic "I am the Light keeper, the guide of the ancients, I am on every plane of existence. You are a small part of the universe Discord, in fact you are so small that the ancients themselves have written you off as a failure and a cowered. Your meaning is small and your brain even smaller, so if you want to continue your measly existence you should judge others." "I find things horrible about you yes, but your existence pointless. You're just a pawn, not even a rook in the frame of all things leading to the path. In fact you time in the path is limited, mine is not. I have 110 daughters and sons who I love and obey me, you have one daughter who can't even think straight. Each one of my sons and daughters are apart of me and listen to me, because they know their role in the path. You have almost no role in the path, you will be forgotten and cast aside off the path. So now that I don't wipe your existence from this path now you should reconsider yourself." Light keeper turned back into his normal form and smiled "Now don't we feel better."

    May I join?
    Name: Spectre
    Age: Unknown
    Race: Earth pony
    Appearance
    [img width=510 height=399]http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs7…lthingsgerman-d60t2vp.png[/img]
    Cutie mark:Her cutie mark special ability allows her to make up to four illusion copies of her which she can take the illusion's place.


    Background: She is a friend of Nevermore but she is just a commoner who had a terrible curse bestowed upon her. She died the next day after the curse to be stuck between two worlds of life and death.
    Personality: While her normal spectral state transcends sensory limitations, each time she takes on a physical manifestation, she is stricken by a loss of self--though not of purpose. In the clash of combat, her identity shatters and reconfigures, and she begins to regain awareness. She grasps that she is Spectre--and that all of her Haunts are but shadows of the one true Spectre. Focus comes in the struggle for survival; her true mind reasserts itself; until in the final moments of victory or defeat, she transcends matter and is restored once more to her eternal form
    weapons/abilities: Her single blade she stabs into her enemy. Also she stomps the ground and a shadow trail comes forth attaching to her enemy allowing her to follow the path through anything.
    Other She can't speak so she writes on a piece of paper, to hear her speak would cause insanity because of the many voice that comith from her mouth. She was cursed to have this.

    Name: Spectre
    Age: Unknown
    Race: Earth pony
    Appearance
    [img width=510 height=399]http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs7…lthingsgerman-d60t2vp.png[/img]
    Cutie mark:Her cutie mark special ability allows her to make up to four illusion copies of her which she can take the illusion's place.


    Background: She is a friend of Nevermore but she is just a commoner who had a terrible curse bestowed upon her. She died the next day after the curse to be stuck between two worlds of life and death.
    Personality: While her normal spectral state transcends sensory limitations, each time she takes on a physical manifestation, she is stricken by a loss of self--though not of purpose. In the clash of combat, her identity shatters and reconfigures, and she begins to regain awareness. She grasps that she is Spectre--and that all of her Haunts are but shadows of the one true Spectre. Focus comes in the struggle for survival; her true mind reasserts itself; until in the final moments of victory or defeat, she transcends matter and is restored once more to her eternal form
    weapons/abilities: Her single blade she stabs into her enemy. Also she stomps the ground and a shadow trail comes forth attaching to her enemy allowing her to follow the path through anything.
    Other: She can't speak otherwise the ponies around her would become insane. So she talks to Nevermore only.


    and



    Name: Nevermore
    Age: Unknown
    Race: Unicorn (Wings do not work they are a freak accident.)
    Appearance:[img width=510 height=399]http://th09.deviantart.net/fs7…lthingsgerman-d60q0kh.png[/img]
    Cutie Mark: A bone cage with souls inside
    Personality: Shadow Fiend has the soul of a poet, and in fact he has thousands of them. Over the ages he has claimed the souls of poets, priests, beggars, slaves, philosophers, criminals and heroes; no sort of soul escapes him. What he does with them is unknown. No one has ever peered into the Abysm whence Shadow Fiend reaches out like an eel from among astral rocks. Of course, if you really want to know where the stolen souls go, there's one sure way to find out: Add your soul to his collection. Or just wait for Nevermore.
    Other: He is the indirect son of Nightmare moon . Nevermore was born from Nightmare moon's darkness. Nevermore is married to Spectre.

    Spectre narrowed her eyes, she wrote on the ground, "I can't speak, but that doesn't mean that I can't hear." She was about to trot out of the room, when she ran into Light keeper. Light keeper said "I see that you are back Spectre." She wrote on the ground "Yes, I am." Light keeper said "Its been a long time." Spectre wrote "Too long." She jumped up and gave Light keeper a hug. Light keeper said "How are you doing my sister in law." Spectre wrote on the ground "You know still trying to get over my curse." Light keeper shook his head "That curse, I wish I could lift it, but the ancients won't let me." Spectre gave Light keeper another hug before writing on the ground "It's alright."

    Nevermore and Spectre were inside of the castle, it was their house of peace away from those that judge and drive away. Nevermore sat on one of the towers looking down on the ground below. Spectre was sleeping next to him, his wife and support through the sadness and loss of their lives. Nevermore searched with diligence looking for those that would dare harm his wife.

    Spectre awoke and said to Nevermore "One of my haunts have found some ponies trying to break into our house. Nevermore kissed Spectre on the forehead "Don't worry my sweet I will scary them off; you stay here and be safe." Nevermore climbed down and walked towards the front gate.