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[General Bacon]

Do not post! This is a big WIP, what you see now is an extreme rough draft and will be changed a lot, I'm basically typing down what is in my head before I forget. I do not have any info on when I will be done preparing it. You may PM me any questions!



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So first off I have only participated in a group RP once on a site I made for The Warriors...I haven't decided if I will have a limit to how many people join or not yet.

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Prologue:

“Quickly follow me!” the alicorn slid to a stop in front of a narrow passage of thorns leading into the dark unknown. “This is our only chance of survival!” her voice echoed the panic reflected in the eyes of the ponies who stared back at her.

“This is nonsense!” a sturdy pegasus stallion stepped in front of her barring the passage from view. “We must take our chances here Azalea.”

Shaking her head impatiently before he could go on she retorted, “Atticus we cannot stay here! Don't you see what is happening?!”

The striking of a bolder to their village now faint in the distance caused them all to flinch their icy breath billowing against the cold air. Embers gently fell on their backs as one mare took a shaky step forward, “Please, I'm willing to go with you Princess, just please hurry. My foal...” her eyes drifted to a young colt shivering beside his sister, “He needs shelter or he won't make it!” her hushed whisper sent murmurs through the crowd.

Atticus turned his face to Azalea, “Don't do this. It's not the right choice, and I will not follow you.” his eyes filled with sorrow as sudden realization hit him, she was going to leave.

“I must do what I feel is right for these ponies.” the humming of a million rockets sounded off engulfing the village into ash, “Those who wish to follow me do so now, through the tunnel quickly”

A few ponies exchanged nervous glances, but pushed through the thorns their skin becoming scratched from the needles surrounding them. At last after a few silent arguments were had between families the last pony slipped through leaving each other split and broken. Her gaze darkened, though it wasn't clear if it was depression, anger, or something else, “This is goodbye then.” Her tail flicked as she turned from him, and silently followed after the group that had already departed.

Opening his mouth to speak he realized it was too late, his Princess, his love was gone.

Plot:

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Atticus

I never regretted my decision to leave her, but not a day passed me that I didn't miss her.

I'm sure you've heard of the famous Ponyville, Manehattan, and of course the glamorous Canterlot where Dear Princess Celestia sits on her throne, and keeps watch. Or the many stories of Nightmare Moon and the chaos caused by Discord. But...I bet you never knew about us. About her.


If the name Brindleton doesn't ring a bell, I'm not surprised. The earth that our hooves rested quietly upon was broken from the continent of Equestria long ago. The stories are jumbled up, but I guess it doesn't really matter how it happened. The point is nopony knows of our existence here. Here we have no "Elements of Harmony", no princess to raise our sun or moon, here we are just a small community striving to be alive, or we were once. As I write this passage in my now worn journal I can still remember the taste of burning ash on my tongue that day. That dreadful day our home was flattened to the ground, and we were forced to flee. We now live in a hidden oasis in which I named "New Bridleton", no it's not very flattering, but I'm not the ones with the brains around here. That was Azalea, and she's gone. Enough chatter though, I must now record my memories of that day that I have so dreadfully tried to forget.

Azalea's tail disappeared from Atticus's sight, his stomach turning in knots as his frantic gaze fell on his followers. Their eyes searching him for an answer. His heart was pounding now, he never made any decisions without her until just a moment before when he refused to go through the tunnel. "Atticus!" a stallion stepped up to him his eyes narrowed. "We need to go now."

Murmers swept through the crowd as Atticus continued his prolonged silence. "Maybe I should have followed Spring Love..." a shaky young stallion stepped forward staring at the thorn tunnel.

Finally his attention caught Atticus shook his head and shouldered the pony back, "No. Traverse, I'm sorry that she left, but we need to leave. We must find a safe harbor for now. Come, before they find us." This time the murmurs were in agreement though sadness lingered as they left half of their families behind.

It had been a bitter three days since Brindleton was destroyed by a force not yet understood by the ponies as they trudged through a swamp their coats heavy in muck. One of the foals struggled her hooves too weak to make it through the sludge on her own. WIP

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Azalea

This land is not violent. We merely had to learn to live with it.

As Azalea emerged from the tunnel her followers were in turmoil as the world around them seemed to spring to life. The vines lashed out at them sending them in all directions.

"Stop!" Azalea's strong voice echoed out causing her ponies to halt, "To me now!" fleeing to her she nodded, and led the group on avoiding the world reaching out to her. The earth moaned as it began to part, encouraging the ponies to increase their speed.

"Princess!" a mare wailed as she nearly fell through the cracks, without missing a beat Azalea nudged a young stallion next to her silently telling him to take the lead as she turned around for the mare.

Swiftly using her magic she lifted the trembling mare from the gaping hole, "To that spot of sun!" She shouted to the ponies over the rage of what seemed to be the world crumbling apart. "It is at peace there! Quickly!" Setting the mare down she pushed her forward, "Go!"

Her gaze flickered around for a moment making sure her ponies were headed in the right direction, satisfied she went to join them, only to have a root catch her hoof violently dragging her back to the earth. Before she could call out her voice was muffled by more roots, and she was taken down below the ground.

The world was black, the scent of dirt scaled freshly against the walls of a narrow, deep, and cold pit. An eerie laugh echoed throughout the quiet crumbling walls. "AaaaZAaaaalea!" a voice whispered against the princess's ear sending her forward into the wall dirt falling upon her muzzle. "Don't worry my deeeAr!" A quaint sound of someone's teeth clicking together seemed to surround the now terrified princess. "Are you hhhheeeeeAAAaaar to replace me?"

"R-replace?" Azalea spun around breaking the roots from her body, but saw nothing. "Who are you?!" her voice filled with anger for a moment slowly melted to depression, "Please my ponies...they are in da-"

"Sh sh sh, now my sweet lullabbby." A root tenderly caressed her cheek. "My paaaaaTch of heaven will keep them Saaaaafe." Two more roots wrapped around Azalea's neck and drew her close to a mare who seemed very different than a normal mare. Her eyes were slitted like that of a snake, and she smelled of fresh dirt bathed in the depths of untouched earth. "Let's have a loooook at you my new fooooound queen!" She laughed crossly as her mane now recognizable as roots reached out, and gently stroked Azalea's mane. "Sooooo soft and sillllky" her voice was riddled with longing and jealousy.

Azalea quivered beneath her touch, but ignored the other mare's appearance, "Please let me leave. I won't bother you anymore.I will leave your land."

"But I will grant yoooooou sooooomething everpony wantssssss." She stepped forward revealing more of herself. More plant than pony, Azalea could see that this, thing had somehow become one with the earth. Her mane was made of roots, her tail a multitude of venus fly traps, and her flesh looked as though it was purely dirt. Perhaps she was just dirty, but the parts of her that were crumbled made Azalea think twice. "Wellll?" she hissed through her pointed teeth.

"What everypony wants?"

"Immmmortatallity." Circling the stunned princess her tails seemed to mock her.

"I want to be with my ponies I want to leave!" Azalea was growing impatient.

The bizarre mare paused, "Theeeeeen go! You are freeee to leave. If you can fiiiind your way out. Juuuuuust remember you did think about whhhhhaaaat I saaaId." Her mane pulled Azalea close, "I proooomise you. You willl Neeeeeever find that tunnel again, but I willl be here waiiiiiting." The mare backed away into the tunnel vanishing from site, but a small cleft was now visible leading out which Azalea bounded over and out of the pit.

She charged ahead to the spot where her ponies huddled frightened. "Come my ponies we must leave this place at once!" they fled towards her as the earth once again began to grow angry. "Hurry to the tunnel!"

The group ran steadily though their hearts pounded. Their princess frantically searched for the thorn tunnel, but it was nowhere to be seen in the mass of trees and shrubbery. A high pitch scream made the group come to a halt and turn to a young stallion being pulled below earth by a massive plant. "Night Song!" Azalea shoved past the others trying to rescue the pony her magic still rendered useless, but it was all too sudden and he was gone. "NO! Night Song!" her shrill shrieks caused the others to start backing away in fear, and a mare was scooped from the ground by a hanging vine her screams growing quiet as she was taken up and out of sight. The once calm-collected princess was in a state of fear for her family now, "Get back! Get back to the sunlight! Go GO! I will find the way out and return for you." The ponies stared at her wide eyed as a tiny filly who was weeping stepped forward, and looked her in the eyes.

"But Princess what about, Spring Love...she's my momma!" at this the filly burst into tears, "That plant took her away!"

Azalea's gaze was filled with sorrow, but quickly replace with a stern gaze. "Gypsy Rose take her. You must all go back. Now!" the trees groaned with indignation, but the ponies turned and fled back towards the sunlight, the only safe haven. They never saw their Princess again. Some say that she found the tunnel and escaped by herself. Other claim that she died lost among the never ending trees, but she has become but a distant figure, and a legendary myth to the ponies that now lived amongst the shadows who are nimble on their feet, agile in the waters, or light when carried by their wings. These are the forgotten ponies of Azshkatar.

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Ponies of the Past:

These characters are NOT able to be role-played in this RP, they are the dead ponies from the past that are now the ancestors of the current groups!

Princess Azalea's Group:

• Gypsy Rose (Felidae89)
  
  
• Midnight Strike (Queen Chrysalis)
  
  
• Night Song (Fallen) - "If a thousand words can't break your silence, then how do you find the courage to smile?"
  
  
• Wood Grain (Saharra) - "A day of hard work pays off. But a day of hard play can wash your worries away."
  
  
• Spring Love (Fallen) - "I think I finally found the answer! If you look closely enough, you will see that the world is filled with love, even the darkest shadow has its way of expressing that!"
  
  
• Gentle Whisper(Fallen) - "My boy, my boy, my sweet little boy, my boy my boy, my sweet little boy, My boy he is gentle my boy he is good, my boy my boy, my sweet little boy, my boy my boy, my sweet little boy, my boy might be tiny, but he isn't weak, my boy my boy, my sweet little boy" - Her lullaby to her son.
  
  
• Ally Gator (Saharra) - "Cutie mark or not. Ponies have a unlimited capacity for learnin. You can still learn other talents after your special one comes."
  
  
• Scout (foal of Gentle Whisper and Night Song) (Saharra)
  
  
• Sky Strider (foal of Spring Love and Traverse) (Saharra)

[i]Atticus's Group:

• Thalia (Curious)
  
  
• Honey Wings (or Drop) (Saharaa)
  
  
• Splash Painthooves (record)
  
  
• Pixie Dust (Mythic)
  
  
• Alexyzandra (Persassy Jackson ♥)
  
  
• Snow Flower (Persassy Jackson ♥)
  
  
• Light Screen (P o m)
  
  
• Traverse (Fallen)
  
  
• Gleaming Sword (Saharra) - "Protection comes in two forms. Defense and offense. I prefer the latter. And if executed with extreme skill attack can also deter further challenges from a foe."

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Please PM me the following if you are interested! You do not have to participate in this RP to do this!

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I am looking for the following:

Ponies of any:


• Race (no alicorns)
  
• Gender
  
• Age
  
• Colors to a reasonable extent (no rainbow ponies with green stripes)

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Please understand that you may not want to use your current ponies! These characters will be dead in the current time of this RP. This RP will be pretty in depth, and I need them for the backstory. I will need at least 8-15 per group (there are two groups). If I need to balance anything from the suggestions I get I will. For instance if I have 10 unicorns and 3 earth ponies I will change some of their races.

You do not need to have a picture of this pony, you may PM me a description (they must have a cutie mark as well unless they are a filly or colt), and I will draw them up. I will be making profiles for them, and everything.

I will warn though, this is a huge project, and will take awhile to be completed. Please be patient it's long from being done.

PM me your forms! Do NOT post on this thread!

Thank you,

Firefly


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Here is the form to fill out for the past ponies! If you want to use a character of your own just send me the picture and I will make a profile for them. Again keep in mind that in the current age this pony will be dead.

Please choose if your pony followed Princess Azalea through the thorn tunnel or stayed back with Atticus to survive.

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Pony form

[b]Azalea's Group or Atticus's Group:[/b]

[b]Name (optional):[/b]

[b]Cutie mark (I prefer you have one:)[/b]

[b]Species:[/b]

[b]Gender:[/b]

[b]Age(filly/mare/colt/stallion):[/b]

[b]Main coat color:[/b]

[b]Marking(s) (optional):[/b]

[b]Mane and Tail Color(s):[/b]

[b]Mane and Tail style (just give something like "curly" and I will take it from there):[/b]