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quill and ink


Grass grows birds fly and brotha i eat people... not really Oh and im that guy who thumbs up everyones storys to make you feel better if your story was thumbs downed

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It was the final battle. My tribe the Dersaei finally were going to defeat the Hydra's clan Edoni but everything wen't wrong I was knocked unconscious and awoke on a slave ship. When I awoke I was sen't to battle for the entertainment of the Equestrians, in the Arena. I will not die in the Arena for the entertainment of others, I will become legend and my name will ring through the Arena for ages to come. My name is Capussa leader of the Dersaei the survivor of Brictus survivor of the Arena !

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I didn't ask for any of this. Me a normal everyday courier for the Mojave express had gotten himself bound and shot in the head. I knew being a Courier was dangerous work but it's not like I was carrying anything important. Or was I ?. Soon after I was dug up by a sercuritron named Victor and nursed back to health by the local doctor doc Mitchell. I would have been dead if not for their interference. After I was stabalized I needed answers like where my assailants wen't and why they had shot me I eventually found the leader Benny. I then proceeded to kill him in his own suite. Then suddenly I was sucked into a war I didn't even want to be apart of. And all the main factions wanted me leading the charge. So I weighed my options and picked the best choice the NCR. When I joined them everything seemed to fall apart I lost many friends and companions all in the name of the NCR the things they asked me to do after we captured the dam were unspeakable. Burning Red Rock canyon to the ground and leaving no survivors.Not even children. Forcing towns to fall under NCR rule at any cost. After a while I saw the only difference between thieves and murderers was that the NCR makes laws so they can do it without consequence. So I left them behind choosing to never work with them again I opted to work against them instead with the revolution and they branded me a terrorist, and a public menace. Now rangers and bounty hunters are after me but they never return alive. Now here I am on a Lonesome road following a rogue transmission saying that a woman known as Luna can give me the means to wipe my bounty and give me enough money to retire. Could be a Rangers trap and maybe not but the way I see it if it is I got whats coming to me. And every Courier will eventually meet their end.

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Predators. The predator or by its species name Yautja have been hunting for millions of years as is there tradition, but occasionally the species will find a new species to hunt other than the Xenomorph's or the Humans and it just so happens the new species are the pony's of this new world. Now there are 3 un-Blooded predators on there way to this planet to become blooded and earn there honor and make trophies out of all there prey. So now lets begin.

Note: The Yautja go by a strict honor code that honor code is to not kill anything that cant defend itself. So in turn if a pony cant defend itself (A pony with a diesease that will debilitate it or will kill it eventually) than the predator wont attack it... but if a predator sees a weapon it will kill said pony.Also aliens show up later.

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