Messing with Los Pegasus
“What is boney thing doing here?” The large dog with the hammer looked at the smaller one. “Get it out of here!” The small dog nodded and charged at me. I let him impale me with a grin on my face. He got a confused look on his face then a look of shock when I grabbed the spear and began to pull myself down towards him.
“What is this!?” He threw the spear with me on it to the side. I got up and ripped the spear out of my chest.
“That, tickles.” I chuckled. “Why don’t you try it then?” Without warning I charged forward and impaled him on the end of the spear, lifting him up and getting the spear stuck in the ground. “Jeez you guys are heavy!” I huffed a bit then got a confused look. “How can I breath if I don’t have lungs?” I scratched my head then shrugged. “Oh well, one more to go-” I got cut off by the dog with the hammer hammering me in the side and making me go flying into a cave wall. “OW! DAMMIT!” I clutched my arm, so if a bone breaks I can feel it? That’s not fair! I heard some snaps and I looked at my arm to see it snapping back into place by itself. “Sweet.”
“Strange dead thing, you have killed my pack mates so I shall take your life in return!” He charged and I dove to the side yelling ‘OHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT!’. I took my bow and drew an arrow back, aiming at fluffy’s arm. He saw that I was aiming at him so he gave me a clearer shot by trying to defend his head. I took the shot and the arrow went right into his shoulder. He howled in pain and dropped his hammer, this kind of thing reminds me of God Of War when you pick up the enemy weapon and use it to kill them.
“This is just too good!” I charged forward and tackled him to the ground, which was hard cause he was a big fella. I shot up and dove for the hammer. I had to use all the strength I could muster to pick that thing up. I lifted it over my head and brought it down on his pelvis where a sickening CRACK came from. “Oh that’s going to hurt.” I chuckled and watched him wiggle around a bit, trying to get away from me. “You know pal.” I said walking towards him, leaving the hammer on the ground. “It’s my job to pretty much get rid of things, and being in a new body like this that makes my job easier.” I stomped on his tail to stop him. He looked up at me with wide eyes. “And now that I have broken it in, I can get to what my current job is. But I can’t leave witnesses to my little rampage now can I?” I took one of my swords and held it to his throat. “Time to put this dog to sleep.” If only I had sunglasses. I drove the sword in and turned away, not wanting to see this execution.
“Now then.” I muttered looking around. “What can I loot from said cave? I know I need something else to wear, this has got too many holes in it and I will scare the hell out of everyone I see cause I’m dead.” I thought it over for a few minutes before finding a large amount of red cloth. “Perfect!” I grinned and took it. I wrapped it around my form and flicked up the leftover so it would act like a hood. “I must look like the grim reaper or something.” I chuckled and picked up one of the swords. “Only one will do me well.” I muttered and began making my way out of the cave. While I was at it I snatched a bag and stuffed it with gems so I could more then likely pawn them off later. I found the hole I had came in and began to think. “How the hell am I going to get out of here?” I really need to stop talking to myself. I Then remembered the corpses near by and piled them so I could jump up from those to get out. I pulled myself out of the hole and looked around, it was getting dark. I looked around until I saw a forest. “Good, cover.” I muttered and broke into a jog to reach the forest, it took me a few minutes but I made it. “Now, how will I sleep?” I had thought this through for almost a half hour when I remembered I’m undead. “Duh, I could just dig a hole and sleep in that!” I began digging my own grave you could say.
----The next morning!----
I awoke when the light of the sun hit my face. I yawned and dug myself up. “Being dead I don’t think I have to eat, that gives me more time to go fuck everything up.” I grinned and brushed the dirt off my robe. “Wish I had a map.” I muttered as I began to make my way deeper into the forest. After about a hour of walking I broke out of the forest and spy a large city by the looks of it not too far away. “Hmm, maybe I can get some money there for these gems.” I pulled the bag out from my rib cage and smiled at it. I put it back and sped up towards the city. “Maybe I can pick up a good weapon while I’m at it.” I chuckled as I neared the city. It was rather large to say the least, and there were ponies everywhere! “So much color, my eyes burn!” I half joked to myself and kept walking. When I found out that I’m getting nowhere by wondering around I decided to stop someone. “Excuse me, but can you tell me where I can trade in these gems for some money?” I quickly showed the pony the bag then put it away.
“Oh ya, you can go to a fashion shop and they will pay you for the gems!” The mare smiled warmly at me, I need to show these ponies that talking to strangers is not a good thing.
“Thanks.” I muttered and walked off. Now I have to find a- wait a minute. I spun around to the mare that I had just talked to and walked back over to her, that smile still on her face. “Why are you not scared of me? I am not even a pony!” The rage in my ghostly voice was apparent but she didn’t even flinch.
“It’s always good to be nice to others, even if they are different.” I could slap this pony, but I could get arrested. I just made a growling sound and walked off again. I kept walking around until I found a place that made cloths and stuff. I pushed open the door and walked in.
“Good day good.......Um...”
“Sir.”
“I was just about to say that! What can I do for you?” I do not know how but I could hear a bit of fear in his voice, to me that was music playing by god.
“I want to turn in these gems.” I removed the bag of gems and placed them on the table. He was watching my hand the whole time. “Excuse me.” I almost growled at him. He jumped and looked at me with a sheepish grin.
“S-sorry sir, it’s just that you are deathly pale, do you want me to take you to the hospital?” You know what? I’m done with their stupidity, I’m going to get into a lot of trouble for this, I already know.
“No, I think you would need one more then I would.”
“Why?” In a flash I removed my blade from under my cloak and stabbed him in the chest. I put the blade away quick and dove behind the counter. I placed a bonie hand over his mouth to keep him from screaming. He struggled for a few minutes then finally went limp.
“Jeez, they live way too long sometimes.” I chuckled and spotted a small chest that was under the counter. “Hmm.” I grabbed it and tried to open it. “Locked, maybe...” I held up a slightly pointed finger and jabbed it into the lock, wiggling it around for a moment before I heard a ‘click’. “Success!” I laughed and opened it to see a bunch of small golden coins. “That must be the currency here.” I muttered and grabbed my bag full of gems. I dumped it out then filled the bag with as much of the coins as I could. “Thank you for your time.” I chuckled and got up. I spotted a newspaper and picked it up. “Los Pegasus hmm? Sounds like Vegas.” I chuckled and put the paper down, I don’t have time for news. Before I left I switched my red robe out for a black one, I’d say it’s a better color, wouldn't you? I left the store with a smile on my face. I stopped when I saw someone go in out of the corner of my eye and watched. After a few moment the pony came out screaming for the guards.
“Oh, time to make my getaway.” I chuckled and fast walked away from the store. I had walked for a little while now, bumping into a few ponies who look too scared to ever see straight. I chuckled every time I did, but that’s not important. I kept walking until I found a place that sells weapons. ‘Peaceful ponies, they sell weapons.’ I laughed and walked in. The bulky pony behind the counter look at me a moment then went back to his newspaper, mumbling something about strange customers. I browsed for a few minutes before a combat scythe caught my eyes. ‘Oh I am totally going to look like the grim reaper after I buy this thing.’ I grinned and took it off the wall. After twisting it around in my hands a bit and making a slow cutting motion with it I walked up to the counter. “How much?” I put it on the table. The pony looked at it then at me.
“100 bits, take it or leave it.” So they're called bits hmm? I took out my bag and counted out 100 bits. I pushed them towards him and he finally put the paper down. “Rich guy eh? Nice choice in weapons.” When he sat up I saw he had wings. “Favor them two handers, good for both attacking and defending when you need it to.” He scooped all the bits off the counter and into a chest I saw. “You have a nice day now, and come back any time.” He pushed me the scythe and leaned back in his chair. I grabbed the scythe and nodded at him. I walked out and looked at my new weapon.
‘Now I have this and a backup sword. I think I can leave now.” I chuckled and began making my way out of the city. I was almost there when two white ponies in golden armor stopped me.
“Where did you get that?” One of them demanded.
“I bought it with some bits I had.” I answered truthfully. The one who asked me looked at the other guard then back at me.
“Do you have any other weapons on you?” I nodded, why not be a truthful guy for now? Besides I got all the blood off my blade by now. I pulled out my blade and showed it to them.
“May I leave now?” I asked putting it away. The guards turned away for a moment then back to me.
“You're going to have to come with us.” One said sternly. Aw hell naw.
“Sorry gentlemen but I can’t go with you at this time.” I removed my hood and they jumped back.
“W-what are you?” One asked taking a brave step forward.
“Don’t you know what bones look like?” I grinned at them. “And yes I did kill that storekeeper, you mad?” They paused for a few moments before they both charged me. I dove to the side and, with my new toy, cleaved downwards. It got the one closest to me and dragged him to the ground. He gave me a wide eyed look when I took my blade out and stabbed him in the side. The other guard let out a roar of rage and charged me again. I stepped to the side and grabbed his wing, forcing him to the ground. “Stop right there criminal scum!” I could not help yelling while I moved my scythe under him. “Naw, you're good.” I chuckled and forced the scythe up. I will not describe the beheading, cause that would be gross. I got up and bolted away from the area and back into the forest.
“Now I should get a wanted poster. I’m in deep shit aren't I?” I chuckled and slumped down on a tree. “Now to rest....” I sighed and closed my non-existent eyes.
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805258 He's insane, the trip from earth to here snapped his sanity in two, threw it in a oven, and served it to god for a afternoon meal. And one of the d-dogs said that it was a d-dog, so he went with that. He will talk to himself a lot, being nuts and all.
And I will try and slow it down a bit.
Now then
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peace be with ya brothar.
You're description of your character is kind of confusing... One moment things are sticking into him, the next he's a skeleton.
Also, this random killing thing. NOBODY kills for absoloutely no reason. Even people who are gone into the pits of madness kill for a reason. Either because it's fun, or some bit of lunacy is telling them they need too. But nobody does it for no apparent reason. Least of all a proffesional hit-man. As he is a proffesional he would know that he needs to reign himself in until he gets a client, and therefore a legitimate reason to kill something. And he would avoid being so flamboyant, because the more he sticks out the harder it will be for him to do his job.
Whew... Sorry bout that. Hitmen are kind of a thing for me, so I get a bit
when I see them acting in a way that real hitmen wouldn't act in. Anyways, point is 1.) you need to let the readers get deeper into this guys head. Show his thoughts and feelings so we know his motivations, and 2.) make him a bit less flamboyant. K?
(Also, I just remembered that in the last fic he buried himself, then got woken up by sunlight.... )
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805350 He killed the shop owner cause he was being too nice to him, he was thinking to himself 'Why the hell were they not tough as kids to not talk to strangers, and he is being WAY to nice, let's teach them lessons
' and he didn't want to be arrested by the guards. He'll head to the volcanic wastes and put up a job bored thing at some point, who doesn't like a hit-man that could get rid of bounty hunters? Oh and he was tasked to kill some of the pieces on the broad, tho he won't be able to unless I have the ok from the owners. So he already has a job but does not know who the targets are, so ending some people would could help, all tho that has a low chance of happening it could still happen.
805412 Just..... Tone him down a bit. For the sake of my sanity please.
And actually, this works out. I need to kill off Fate. And I want to give him an epic send-off (as he is pretty much the first character I've truly created)
So, if all the other authors in the collab agree, I'm probably going to.....
(Shhh, no spoilers)
805474 Send me a message saying what it is? You have got me wanting to know now
805727 nope. Just gonna have to wait till tomorrow
In other news. Goodnight. =3
805773 SONOVA! Oh well, and if Jon is going to be there then some timey wimy shit is going to have to hit the fan. And when that happens in my story it will be way later, so he will be different when he is there, still have his scythe tho
KILL THE MAIN CHARACTER OFF IN THE NEXT CHAPTER AND THEN TURN THE FIC INTO A COMEDY ROMANCE ABOUT WAITER AND A RICH PONY!
806604 OK!
Nope
So there's a guy going around just disliking these stories because they are made of this universe.......YAY I ONLY HAVE ONE ACTUAL DISLIKE! Not that meany faces dislike, his does not count.
805258 Headshots in archery are difficult, but it depends what kind of bow you're using: Crossbows are significantly more accurate than longbows or other bows of that type, simply because they don't rely on the shooter to hold the bowstring back. You only need to pull the trigger.
due to the pic I was hoping for a Dream Eater Merry crossover
Interesting. I liked the way how this is the first evil-chaos guy I have seen. Keep up the good work.
Interestung another peice to our board.
If your gunna kill someone off,
Kill Orrkon's guy their annoying and it be lovely chapter!
Oh and where is this in the timeline?
807777 One day after the Gala. So if I'm going to kill someone from the past then I would have to time travel and to be honest he would be more of a badass when he's able to do that.
806882 Sorry bro, I just kinda snatched that up out of no where.
woo
moar
808837 Sure, in a bit or later.
I imagine him like this minus the hle in the robe:
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808844 That my good sir is amazing.
Oh, someone in this universe that is completely insane and evil! FUN
808954 I have yet to see one, so I made one.
808959 I feel like all the undead will have to come together at some point for a little 'talk'.
Right now the undead count stands at 3
My character:Rorke (undead anubite)
Your character:Jon (Bone lord)
Gearhorn's character:Red Tide (Undead Skelly Pony Lich)
Anyways I like your story but I have a question. Why did you decide to have your character feel pain if he's dead?
811138 It wouldn't be very fair if he felt no pain at all, only if his bones break like that will he feel pain, but minor of that that should be felt.
811138 AND he's evil, I do not know what he would do faces with other undead. More then likely use you guys to test out what could kill him.
811335 Sorry to say then that Jon and Rorke will be coming into some serious conflict should they ever have an encounter with each other. Rorke is as neutral as it goes but when it comes to defending life he will become a zealot. Seeing as Jon is a killer and evil, things would get interesting real fast.
-Sturrn
He's a skeleton key...
That is all