[IC] The Forest(Crossover Roleplay)

[MagusDream]

Alice Margatroid

After some walk, Alice managed to reach a village. She was able to detect many presences around, some of them quite evil. Hmmm... I see that I have to take care with my surroundings. There are many auras here and, even if some of them are good, I cannot simply let my eyes deceive me., she thought. What she didn't knew is that she was not too far from Lucy and Kunoichi, so it was possible that she would be spotted by them.
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Patchouli Knowledge

Tired and breathing heavily, Patchouli reached the village as well. Her asthma was slowing her down, since she wasn't used to make exercises. "Huff... Huff... after... a long walk... I did it...", she said. However, she wasn't that far by the village. It's just that a single exercise would be able to slow her down a lot.
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Azure

After a long walk, which she enjoyed since she was able to see the nature of the forest, Azure found Yuyuko, Youmu and Ash. She moved towards them. "I am glad that I found both of you, Miss Yuyuko and Youmu. Are you two lost, similar to my case?", she asked, smiling. Then, she noticed Ash and his curious aura. "Oh my. How strange. Excuse me, mister, but what kind of summon you are?", Azure questioned.

[Mtntopview]

Charlie said
"Come on, Your Highness." Nightwing says to Ryan patting him on the shoulder as he walks toward Hawkeye. "Sir Hawkeye, who are your new friends?" Ryan asks stepping over a stone. "Uhh... John. And... Uhh... I didn't catch your friends name?"

"Ron" Ratchet's hologram said coldly, before the ambulance started up and left. He wasn't much in the mood to appease humans, let Optimus do that. Or even better, Agent Fowler. Unluckily for them, Fowler wasn't here.

As Ratchet left, Optimus' holoform opened up the door of the truck and exited. Autobot holoforms were tangible, and would be almost impossible to detect that they were not alive. Walking up to the humans, he extended a hand to shake. "I apologize for my friend, he is rather ... irritable."

[Charlie]

"Yeah, I understand." Nightwing says. "It's good to meet you." Hawkeye says, "I'm Hawkeye. This is Nightwing, and King Ryan Haywood." pointing at Nightwing and Ryan. "It's a pleasure." Ryan says, "Lets continue examining this place." Nightwing says understanding the autobots not wanting to cause trouble.

[Gummi Bunnies]

"That is good to know. Now, Gabriel, take us to the skies,' One said in response to his claim, it was great to know that someone wasn't afraid of her Daemon since she meant no harm at first to anyone. Under her orders, the large dragon whisked itself into the skies, flying high above the trees of this forest. This would give them a good aerial vantage point to see any sort of civilization.

"...let's see...there's a small town towards the east of our current location...I suppose that would be a perfect place to start gathering information. Gabriel, take us there," One assumed, her eyesight from such a high point in the sky was highly supernatural, being able to see every possible feature of the town from afar. It was like she was a human radar. Gabriel again obeyed her commands, and the Daemonic dragon began to safely fly towards the town, preparing itself to land.

[eemmtt]

John steady him self as Gabriel took off into the air to make sure he didn't fall off. "Maybe the place is also inhabited," he added looking over to were the town was.

[GreatSalmon]

MagusDream said
Tired and breathing heavily, Patchouli reached the village as well. Her asthma was slowing her down, since she wasn't used to make exercises. "Huff... Huff... after... a long walk... I did it...", she said. However, she wasn't that far by the village. It's just that a single exercise would be able to slow her down a lot.

(my waifu,)

Heavy breaths brought a sleeping doctor from his dreams. The small creature stood up from the tree he was sitting against, stretched for a moment, and observed his surroundings. The sudden change in scenery, which would have normally startled him, had it's attention muffled under the sounds of the woman nearby. She seemed rather... out of shape, which sparked a sense of worry in Card. He inferred that she was going to die from the girl's wheezing. Being the occupation he was, Card wasn't ready to let that happen. He approached Patchouli, lightly tugged on her dress and informed her status in a polite, formal manner:

"You are dying," Card spoke.

[Kael Taiyou]

ItsToppyTippers said
"W-wait! Where are you going?!" Lucy practically exclaimed at Kinoichi. "Do you know if there's a town near here?" She had to get help from someone if she were to survive in this strange place. Why not get help from this girl?

"Nyaha~! I was going to a village before i heard you screaming, if you want, you can follow me." She said.

MagusDream said
After a long walk, which she enjoyed since she was able to see the nature of the forest, Azure found Yuyuko, Youmu and Ash. She moved towards them. "I am glad that I found both of you, Miss Yuyuko and Youmu. Are you two lost, similar to my case?", she asked, smiling. Then, she noticed Ash and his curious aura. "Oh my. How strange. Excuse me, mister, but what kind of summon you are?", Azure questioned.

"Well, i'm a phantom actually." said Ash, nobody had called him a summon before, so he was taken a little by surprise by that question.

[ItsToppyTippers]

"Really? Why don't we go now? We can probably make it there before night falls," the blonde celestial mage suggested, a big grin on her lips. She took a few steps towards the brunette and held her hand out, saying, "By the way, my name is Lucy, Lucy Heartfilia. What's yours?"

[Mtntopview]

Charlie said
"Yeah, I understand." Nightwing says. "It's good to meet you." Hawkeye says, "I'm Hawkeye. This is Nightwing, and King Ryan Haywood." pointing at Nightwing and Ryan. "It's a pleasure." Ryan says, "Lets continue examining this place." Nightwing says understanding the autobots not wanting to cause trouble.

"Good to meet you too." Optimus's holoform responded before nodding at their suggestion. Exploring this place would be most wise. "Lead the way" he said, gesturing to the buildings nearby. He was in no place to take lead, although normally he would. This time, he decided to let them take control. It was a tactic to see how well they dealt with their current situation and gauge who they were.

[Charlie]

Nightwing decides to take the lead, assuming that he is the best trained. He turns on detective mode in his mask, "It's strange, there is something like a very faint electrical current, or something of the sort, all through out this village." He says as he looks abit to the sky. "We should split up and continue to search for any signs of life." "It's curious, when Sir Nightwing and I where looking into the house it appeared as it if the people just vanished." Ryan says catching everyone else up.

[Laggia]

Stalker watched closely from his hidden place as the blone. . Lucy as she called herself took a few steps towards the brunette and held her hand out. Tilding his head to the side a little he was wondering why reach out ones hand to greet something she already said her name so what is the porpuse of it anyway. He putted his Dread bow on his back and the arrow into the quivor and took his Despair knrowing knifes out from his other side and was ready to throw them if anything happened to this blonde 'lucy' For some he felt a need to protect this weak looking human women, but something else just tells time not do it a thing if fighting would erupt and just blide and watch who the stronger is.

[Mtntopview]

"That is most disturbing" Optimus's holoform replied, "How is such a thing possible? Shouldn't there be some sign of struggle, or of their leaving?" It just didn't make sense. Although he had seen many strange things in the time he was alive, this was definitely one of the strangest. He didn't like it, it reeked of evil, of a threat. Of course, since he couldn't reveal his true form, he couldn't examine it more directly. If he did, he would fear that they would start to suspect something.

[MagusDream]

Patchouli Knowledge

Patchouli looked at Card and keep breathing. "Huff... I'm not... dying... I'm just not... used with... walking... OK?", she said.
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Azure

"I see... I do hope you do not mind, but I will be an accompany from now on. My name is Azure, Summon Spirit of Lightning.", she presented herself, extending her hand at Ash.

[Dinh AaronMk]

There just wasn't a world less stranger than the valley that lay out below the cliffs. For someone as well traveled, it was a forest. It smelled like green grassy pines, tree pollen, animals. Really: nature in general. In comparison to many other forests, the sense of the timberland below was not particularly threatening. Nor alien. It did not smell of the wild danger, the arbitrary sense of reality that was the Everfree; it was green, but not a rotten green.

Every stand of tree from where she sat was tall, and strong, and proud. They stretched for miles, meeting and rising up the valley's edge on the far side, the details of the foliage bluring out to a solid green that in turn met with the silver-blue haze of well traveled distance. It was a sizable fortress, no doubt with a mystery of its own. But frankly, she was not here for that. She was here to get out, as she was there to get in. Whatever happened between then and now was of no coincidence. She wasn't about to be wrapped up in any sense of moral relativity. She was her own. She was Dawn. And she was her own independent satyr, her mother damn it!

Sighing, she leaned back, her legs rubbing against the sun-warmed granite of the high cliffs. She must have been a quarter mile, or half a mile higher than the tree tops below. Alongside Dawn ran a small fountain of a water fall splashing down from the glacier peaks above. The water tasted sweat and pure, like true mountain water. And it had washed away the dust of travel from her travels. From her hair, off her skin, and from the fur of her legs. Bundled around her her strawberry-pink tail lay drying in rags, used and reused again for this purpose.

Her soft tan skin shone naked and clean in the afternoon sun, the last drips of her bath drying off from her shoulders. So to was her strawberry head of hair. Cut short it was beginning to lift back up off her cheeks and brow as the water dried out, lightening the color. It had been a dark crimson wet, according to the metal of her bevor, which she had finished polishing with a fistful of reeds scavenged from whatever world she had stepped out of and into here; coupled over with a treatment of water from the stream and ash from her last night's camp fire behind the rocks behind her.

It had taken hours, but she had cleaned and buffed the metal she wore since Canterlot. It would have been worth the effort if she had to make herself presentable for any reason, of which there was none. But to friend or foe there was a value in having pride in your appearance. And this was a new world to present yourself to.

Scratching her chin she looked down with an absent expression to the new world beyond. The faint purple expression in her eyes indifferently searching the trees. Earlier she thought she had seen things moved. But she wasn't sure now. Had whatever she imagined moved deeper down the valley, or was it simply a trick of the mind? Some desire for adventure. Another beast whose head to claim.

Still, nothing yet moved so she reached aside. Grabbing a half-eaten apple. It had a off-red appearance, almost purple. It was gnarled and knotted and otherwise unappetizing by temperance. But despite the outside, it had a sweet juicy finish inside. The sort that crunched and filled the mouth with all sorts of good feelings as she chewed.

Taking a large juicy bite from the apple she cleaned off the rest of the succulent white meat from the fruit. She pulled herself up from off the cliff face, throwing aside the apple as she boosted her weight up on her white horse legs, her tail falling out of her lap and unwrapping from the drying rags.

With a groan of relief she stretched out her shoulders as she pulled herself out straight. Stretching herself up onto the tips of her hooves as she stretched. She craned out her back, holding up her arms and stretching her breasts – the size of ripe apples – to the warm afternoon breeze. She pulled back her arms, feeling the relieved cracking up and down her back as he spine feel back to place. She sighed in relief and she relaxed, dusting the dirt and dust from the fur of her ass. Genetics had the fortitude to bless her with her mother's bottom, if without a related cutie mark. Never the less, she doubted there was so much a crime against nature could give her.

Feeling ready she turned to the armor and clothes she had let dry in the sun behind her. The shine of the sun was bright off the metal of her armor. Once heavier it had been stripped of many pieces to simply make it quicker to put on, and easier to move. It was much easier to roll under a dragon's swinging tail when you had full joint mobility than not, and the armor had already been awkwardly crafted in the first place: more fitting to a pure-bred than not.

A white cotton-spun tunic and padded doublet lay nearby on a large boulder, all cleaned along with the rest of the strangely sewn garments.

All that was needed now was to simply get dressed.

[Kael Taiyou]

ItsToppyTippers said
"Really? Why don't we go now? We can probably make it there before night falls," the blonde celestial mage suggested, a big grin on her lips. She took a few steps towards the brunette and held her hand out, saying, "By the way, my name is Lucy, Lucy Heartfilia. What's yours?"

"I can't say my name, but you can call me Kunoichi." she replyed with her cheerful tone. "So OFF we go~!" then, the ninja started to guide Lucy towards the village.

MagusDream said
"I see... I do hope you do not mind, but I will be an accompany from now on. My name is Azure, Summon Spirit of Lightning.", she presented herself, extending her hand at Ash.

Ash materialized himself to shake hands with Azure. "I don't mind at all, my name is Ash, nice to meet you." He said.

[Dinh AaronMk]

The weight of armor bore down on Dawn's shoulders. It was a satisfying feeling, one of protection. And it all felt better when it was clean. The wear of the road last traveled brushed off and the blood of memories erased. It took significantly longer than would be otherwise needed to equip herself. Even done away with the unneeded plates and pieces the ritual of dressing took its time. She had to stretch her arms and crane her neck to fasten the straps and latch them down. Adjust plates, and straighten the hauberk.

Hands gloved in thick scaly leather she adjusted the tasset. The metal barding was hammered thin, but held strong. As with the rest. She had taken hammer blows, hacked at. Beasts and creatures had tried to devour her. But she had survived them. As she said, she toppled The Wall.

Engraved into her breast plate shone the golden sigil of her mother's. A brilliant yellow sun. The painting and Equestrian gilding had long been chipped and cut, and the original luster had faded. But though she was still so many worlds away it was a connection to home. And it had been a source of praise by others.

But when she looked at it during the lonely darkness of night she often wished for home. She had left because of her mother's attention. She always coddled her and her brother. It had different circumstances on he, who had grown lazy and pompous. But it had made her restless. She had adventures lost to make up for.

But now she was in the thick of it she doubted her adventurism. She wanted to go home again. To feel her mother's kisses in her hair. And to lay in the thick green fields of the countryside. It would be a good retirement, she thought.

Her sword hung at her hip. It was just over the length of her arm and shone in a scabbard of inlaid silver and gold. The cross guard pressed and rolled inward and embossed with patterns of ivy. The grip a narrow strip of metal and wood, bound with leather; Equestrian smiths were hardly capable of making weapons for hands, and she had been forced to modify the grip over her adventures. The pommel was of all things as much of a weapon as the blade was, a sharp pointed replication of her mother's sigil, the burning sun; she had taken out her share of eyes with it all her own. And finally the blade itself was a long straight thing, define with a fuller in its profile, until it turned to a diamond at the tip. It was a sturdy blade.

Turning herself over she checked her gear. It felt right, and when turning it looked right. Everything was where it was supposed to be and the familiar weight of metal hung off where it was supposed to be. With a relieved smile she bent over, picking up her gear and throwing it over her shoulder. She trotted off along the cliff-side. There was a path down cut into the rock, no doubt from goats. If it was good enough for them, it was for her.

[ItsToppyTippers]

"Ah... okay!" Lucy said, her voice high-pitched; showing that she was excited to reach the village her -maybe- newfound friend. The celestial mage then retracted her hand decided to follow suit. It seemed like this girl was in some kind of hurry or something. Hopefully they'd meet some other people and maybe even figure out how she got here.

[Laggia]

The stalker quickly dashed out of the bush to follow them as he jumped from tree to tree, wondering about the town the brunette had mentioned, if there were more people there so that they weren't alone anymore and for him to finally show himself, but the same feeling he had back in the bush surfaced again. Why should he even show himself for these strangers. What have they done to benefit him other than proving him with information that he wasn't alone in his forest that there might be more than these two women. Looking at his power level, he could see that it was on a hundred and ten, which only meant that he had to wait a little longer for the suit to fully power up again.

Smiling within his own black tenno suit he stepped wrongly on a tree banch and had to teleport in a hurry, what he didn't take into count with his quick reaction teleport that he teleported right in the parth of the two women now with the shadow effect from his telepotation showing and his armor showing thin lines of blood red run along his arms.

[Gummi Bunnies]

In agreement with John's assumption, One had Gabriel slowly descend down to the grounds of the town below, careful not to destroy any of the town structures since she was not sure if there were people still around that lived in these parts. However, she highly doubted that, since from the sky, she was able to see that there wasn't much inhabitants at this town than you would expect, and it was somewhat unsettling that there was no sign of much life in such a town like this. Gabriel landed smoothly to the empty space of ground that was close to the town. From there, One leapt off of Gabriel, but didn't call off her Daemon for now...she felt like she would need the dragon in case something unexpected aimed to ambush them.

[Dinh AaronMk]

There could be many stories written about the forest. Surely there was many Dawn had heard. And an infinite number of others without a doubt. The story of the unexpected hero whose quest begins in such a place. The story of siblings lost in the fowl maze. Of greater mystery and wonder. Six friends who delve into the depths of the tangled fangs of the deep dark woods in order to destroy a foreboding fate before it's too late, only to discover their virtues each at the end, and be gifted with great power.

It was all a trope. A cliché that Dawn felt that even with the few years of adventurism she had experienced. Her home told hundreds of stories about the forboding stories of the one called the Everfree. One of which was about six very real ponies, all of whom now had offspring she might awkwardly call brothers or sisters if they weren't always so freakish or lesser. There were some that try, but that wasn't enough.

Mirror portals, ponds of teleportation, mad wizard's last ditch, and free standing doors. How many had she walked through now or fell into? How many now did she wish would take her home by now? She heard of all worlds turning around a central axis, a Tower... But at what point in that axle do you get to go home? She was beginning to wonder if it even mattered anymore. Chances are she could slip out as quickly as she could manage to flee from some. But that was always luck. And hopefully she wouldn't be unlucky.

The cliff-side path had long given way to a smooth rocky slope broken by tall and magnificent pines. Their trucks towered above her taller than any palatial column she had seen at home in Canterlot. They were ancient and wise. Reaching up to the bright life-giving sun and opening like an umbrella, spreading their long hairy needles outwards. They competed over the coarse of decades – no, centuries – for light.

She remembered someone had once compared her mother and her aunt to trees both. They were more eternal than any oak and both held sway and mastery of the saplings and bushes that grew below their influences. In their boughs they held sway of the sun and moon both and could in an instant – if they so desired – bless or curse the living things below through suffering the extremes of both their sigils. There were plenty very real stories of her aunt having tried that twice, and for that was cut down.

But now she was reseeded and promised and tried to be like her sister. And to the eyes of Dawn she sired the daughter that she considered more closely a sister than the rest.

But that was neither here or now. Though the thought was seeded with great nostalgia and pangs. It only served to remind her how she wanted to be home. But in due time, all things must transpire.

What was now was a deadset ambition to get out as quickly as she came in. And she can't clearly remember how she got in. One moment she was walking, and it was dusty. She could feel the grit of the dust on her hooves as he bit into her boots. Then the next she was in the mountains. From whence she stumbled down to find below this massive valley, cut across the landscape like green scar. It stood to reason to leave she simply needed to cross to the other-side and scale the mountains that peaked over the distance like a ghost. But that could be leagues and days. Weeks perhaps, depending on how thick these woods got, or how dangerous. There wasn't telling how many foul creatures lurked under the boughs.

Her more immediate hope pending no way to climb the mountains would be some ancient tool left behind. There was always something to summon someone or some-pony between the either to new worlds, if they knew where to find it. The matter was such things were unknown, unstudied, and unpredictable.

Canterlot had such a thing, though it was regular. She had stepped through that first, hoping for the predicted result. But it hadn't changed her. Somehow the mirror didn't work as they thought. Or not on her. So she fled, finding a door. And so the chain went. How infinite the links ran and in how large a yard of mail it wove was beyond comprehension.

She just needed good chance.

There was without a doubt little life in the forest. Or little life that may be called civilized. The path that she walked was not cut by tools. But by the hooves or the claws of animals. Deer perhaps, or those same goats whose path she borrowed a fair ways back. Animals were like any other sentience, they needed order and ease of use. If she kept on this goat path long enough it might lead her to water, or food. She may find a goat for her own to make extra water-skins from, or new wrappings to patch the wear on her rucksack or outfit.

Yet despite the desolation she couldn't help but feel alone. There were stranger things than her in these trees. But they were distant, perhaps. But they were there, somewhere. And most of them – or all of them – would be bullshit to the greatest caliber.

Best not to be involved. Eyes ahead. Blinders on. Take a deep breath, it will all be over soon.