The Pony Games (MLP/HG, Not Accepting Tributes)

[Piefan]

Mosely nodded somewhat happily. Even the reminder of her made him happy. He was aware that he hould move on from the past, but then again, he was in a kill-or-be-killed environment he probably wouldn't get out of that anyway. Just a few minutes of reminiscing about the past never killed anyone. Well, unless a psychopath was charging at them with full speed and a knife in hoof. But hey, he probably would have died in that situation regardless. Eventually he snapped out of it and looked at the small fire Gwen had set up. "She was." He wasn't sure what to say in response to that, but he did want to break the silence.
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After bringing (slightly) peaceful deaths to the birds he found, Noteworthy gathered them up in his hooves - he was almost drained of magic by now, which he didn't want to waste on levitation - he trotted back to the cave as quickly and silently as possible. Unfortunately, Noteworthy and stealth were a terrible mix, and he came into the cave with a new scar running across his back legs.

((It literally took me twenty minutes to write these.))

[narwhallama]

Violin jumped up when she heard Noteworthy coming back, nearly hitting her head on the ceiling. "So, what did you get?" She asked, blunt.

[XxPhantomCryxX]

Gwen

"Well, she was very lucky to have you," I say, then blush, wondering what he'd say next.

[Piefan]

Noteworthy grunted as he dropped his findings on the ground. As much as he had been trained, in almost all those sessions he was instructed to use magic rather than strength. If ever I somehow lose my horn, I am literally going to die in about a day. Nearly everything he had learned to do involved magic in some way. "A couple birds, I think enough to survive for a day if we don't eat much." He brushed some stray hair out of his mane.
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Mosely shrugged, trying to force himself to stop thinking about his wife. It had been at least ten minutes of remembering - much more than the small amounts of reminiscing he would allow himself. He lifted an apple from his bag and ate it. Okay, it probably is a little unhealthy to live on a diet of apples, but hopefully it'll show my gratitude to the family. He hoped they were watching him."Can we talk about something else? These memories don't exactly make me ahy less sentimental."

[narwhallama]

"Okay then, I guess it's my turn. I'll try and bring something whether I kill it or not.." Violin stalked out of the cave, smiling brilliantly at Noteworthy as she left. (btw, she's not flirting, it's just her strange sense of humour.)

[XxPhantomCryxX]

Gwen

"Sure! Sure! Sorry about that..." I say, quickly feeling guilty. "So, what is probably your best skill?" I ask Mosely, trying to change the subject.

[Piefan]

Mosely smiled at her. "Nah, it's fine. As for the skill thing... I'm not really sure. As a former businessstallion, I have been called crafty, though." Sometimes just sticking something into a nice package and declaring it "a popular trend that will surely get everyone to respect you!" didn't work (although those occurences were rare), and he needed to call on that to convince others to work with him. Never did he speak so exaggerated that it could be called cheating, though, more of... Opinions. Which may have been unpopular. "And you?"
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Noteworthy watched as Violin left, quite frankly not understanding the joke. Assuming it even was a joke. Why is a thirteen-year-old more stealthy than me? he wondered as he looked at the ring of stones he had created earlier. It would be a good way to set a fire... excluding the fact he didn't have any wood. Darn.

[narwhallama]

"Because I'm a trained assasin," Violin called out in the distance, seeming to read Noteworthy's mind. She hadn't, she'd just made a shrewd guess; it had been part of her training. She homed in on a deer and began the long and painful process of killing it.

[D.J. SPARKZ]

Username: D.J. SPARKZ
Name: Music Miestro
Age: 16
District: 4
Species: Earth Pony
Appearance: Is a navy blue color that wears glasses and has blue eyes. His cutie mark is a bass clef, his mane is long and messy.
Gender: male
Personality: Miestro is not one to under estimate even though it looks like he could easily be defeated, he is quite stubborn and quite dark despite his beautiful music.
Other: He likes to alliance with any one that is willing to do so

Username: D.J. SPARKZ
Name: Skylark
Age: 16
District: 6
Species: Pegasus
Appearance: A blonde mane with highlights of blue and red. Eyes are blue and wears broken glasses that are shattered but the pieces are still in the glasses. His cutie mark is a broken wing
Gender: male
Personality: Skylark is somewhat mentally insane so that should makes the games interesting for others, he will ally only with those who he doesn't kill.
History: Skylark lost his sanity after his sister went in the games and died he now hopes to get revenge by winning the games.

[Piefan]

((Accepted, jump in wherever.))