Zompony Group three

https://mlp-fim-oc-rp.rpg-board.net/t2139-zompony-land <---this is the main thread, DO NOT POST HERE UNTIL YOU MADE AN APP!.


Things were fast to go from bad to worse. Everypony turned into crazy flesh eating monsters in just a few hours, and rained death upon the otherwise peaceful town of Ponyville.

A pony rushed into Carousel Boutique, and closed the door behind him/her. The place showed no signs of the infected, but the pony knew that it will not stay that way if the pony does not do something.

(Short intro for this one but oh well)

The first one to join will be the pony in question =D

(Note: your pony might not know what a zompony is)

Canvas puffed out short breaths, tired from the hasty run from her apartment to the boutique. She shoved a crushed the legs off of a chair before pushing all four between the door handles and began shoving everything and anything heavy against the windows, no more light would cascade through these windows. She flashed a wary smile at Lola Stockings, who had galloped in seconds before her. The growling from the undead cannibals outside grew louder, and the screams closer. It hadn't sunk in yet that an abundance of ponies had become writhing, hideous monsters out for anyponies blood. Canvas was shaking heavily, even though she was wrapped up in a quilted jacket and apron.
"Well, first things first, let's gather everything we can from here, okay?" Canvas instructed her niece before pulling her in for a tight, reassuring hug. "We've got this."

Lola hurried in and slumped down on a heap of clothes that had been torn down from their racks. She smiled up at her aunt and whispered "That was a close one!" She then looked around the hastily abandoned building and sighed. She got up onto her hooves and looked around the building. She smiled when she seen something that comforted her. Clothes. "This is Carousel Boutique!" She remarked, staring around at the beautiful building. It was a bit messy, but it still looked quite normal. It looked a lot better than things did outside...

"Carousel Boutique... " Canvas repeated, gazing around at the beautiful structure. Or, the once beautiful structure. It seemed as though ponies had hurriedly crashed through this place, knocking down everything in sight. Canvas spotted some paper and a purple crayon lying on the table. She quickly trotted over to them and began un-creasing the crumpled paper. "Knock 7 times and say Knock Knock to get in" she hurriedly wrote. This outta work. She trotted over to the barricaded door, sliding it underneath so any surviving ponies could shelter here.
"Found anything?" She quietly asked, turning to Lola  and titling her head to the side. She could feel the situation weighing her down, but she tried to smile for Lola's sake.

Toxic Fire was busy looking through the kitchen for anything to store in his bag "A apple some hay a few cans of food" He packed all the items away in his pack and then came out of the kitchen to find two mares had come in he flipped his black hood on and tried to stay hidden from sight in the shadows. "No need being caught today"he watched the two mares closely not letting his eyes off them for even a second and just his luck he walked straight into a lamp which fell to the floor shattering.

"I found some scissors, sewing needles and thread" She answered while looking at the work station of the former occupant. Her horn glowed and she picked up the items with her magic, and put the items into her saddle bag daintily. She then picked up the dress that she former occupant was working on. It was so beautiful and elegant, but it was never to be finished. She dropped it down carefully and trotted off towards her aunt. She then heard a smash coming from another room and looked up at Canvas. "What was that?" She whispered, hoping that it wasn't one of those things that she had seen outside.

"Shhh, go hide. I'll sort this out," Canvas whispered, staring intently at her surroundings, she noticed shards of a lamp and followed them, constantly whirling her head to look to the sides and behind her. Please, please don't let it be one of the monsters, she begged silently, using her magic to take one of the sharpened knives from her pack. She dodged the sharp shards that lay on the ground until she stood at where the lamp had fallen, waiting and preparing herself for a monster to attack.

Toxic watched as one of the mare's started walking over to him "Oh no" he backed up against the wall and than sighs. He came out of the shadows "Please don't hurt me i just came here to get some food ill umm give you what i found just don't hurt me" he took off his pack and took out the few things he found and"here you go" he pushed over the food and backed away Ill just go now he said.

Canvas glared at him, he had frightened her, and worse, he had frightened Lola. She was about to rage an attack on him before she realized that the more people in a group, the better. After all, there's safety in numbers.
"H-Hey, we could use another pony in the group," she stuttered, holding her dirty hoof out to the colt, a slight smile on her tired face. "The more, the merrier, y'know."

Hello there!, it seems that you three forgot that this rp works in rounds =D

Let me give you a brief explanation how it works. Every player can make one post per round, then I post the result using the appropriate characteristics, and then you post again.

A new round starts after every result I post.

Other than that, I need to remind you that you can't automatically assume you did something, or failed for that matter (For example you can't say you found food in the kitchen, or other similar things). It is based on your characteristics if you succeed or fail a task which is why it's important that we keep the round system intact.

Anyhoof, I just wanted to remind you three of the joys of rules =D

I will post a event shortly.

Their conversation was cut short, when a loud noise was heard from upstairs. It did not sound like the rest of the monsters...It sounded almost like it was crying.

Further problems occurred, it seemed that the creatures finally made their way to the Carousel Boutique. They slammed the door with their hooves. This place is not going to keep them safe for much longer.

Canvas felt desperate as monsters banged on the windows and doors. The wooden chair-legs should hold the door for a little while longer whilst they inspected the crying. Canvas had heard crying before, but this one sounded even more pain-filled than ever. It must be a survivor who is badly injured, or lost their family.
"I'll go and inspect it, you can come with me, Lola." Canvas announced, not waiting for a reply before she turned to Toxic. "Can you guard the entrance whilst Lola and I go upstairs?" Canvas didn't trust leaving her niece with a cloaked stranger, even less so with a bunch of monsters banging on the windows and doors. Canvas didn't wait for a reply before trotting up the stairs.

Lola nodded cautiously and trotted up the stairs after her aunt. She could her banging on the windows downstairs. She shuddered at the thought of them getting in. They then arrived up the stairs, and Lola stared at the mare sitting in the corner. She was hunched over and crying. Her mane was a mess, and it covered her face. The mare was in very bad shape. "Hello there" Lola inquired, getting closer to the mare, yet staying behind her aunt at all times.

Toxic Fire stood guard at the door holding position back to the stairs blow dart gun out and ready to fire at any zombie that might so happen to step hoof into this place. "Great ponies leaving me guarding the door whilest they go upstairs to check a noise just great why not go and get some lemonade." He mumbled to himself.

Results.

As Lola approached the sad mare she noticed that her hooves were covered in dry blood.

 "I-I can't ...I-it hurts, please h-help me." The mare stuttered as she curled up in the corner.


Downstairs a zompony punches a hole in the window and tries to reach Toxic, even though he is not even remotely close to being able to reach him. Unfortunately the noise attracted even more of them and in just a few minutes, the boutique was surrounded.

(Also don't write that you find something please, and especially not a special infected =D)

Canvas' heart was broken at the weeping mare's pleas, but she felt slightly suspicious.
"S-Stay behind me, Lola," Canvas said in a hushed, yet firm, whisper as she crept towards the sobbing mare. "Hello? Here, I have some bandages, I can help you." Canvas edged even closer, waiting for the messy-maned mare to respond to her offer.

Lola nodded and obeyed her aunt. She kept looking backwards, and she could hear the sound of the things outside trying to get in. "Be careful" She whispered, staring at the distraught figure in front of her.

Toxic Fire aims at the zompony that is breaking in and fires one of his toxic darts aiming straight for the eyes and than unpacks his metal pipe and moves closer to the door ready to smash in any zomponies head that came in "Bring it on you ugly bags of dung" he said

Results!

The mare tried to hide her face from Lola as she got closer. "Y-yes *sniffles* please h-help me, it hurts so much...P-please help me..."  She said crying softly as she waited for Lola to help her.

Back downstairs Toxic hit the zompony right in the eye making it scream in pain, before it finally passed out.(Go Toxic! XD) Shortly after that the intense bashing on the door grew louder, the windows were covered in the faces of these flesh eating monsters, and it even sounded like they were on the roof too. The door finally gave away and the zomponies broke a hole in it. They reached for Toxic eager to eat his flesh, but luckily allowing him to shoot a few through the opening.

It's time to think of what to do to get out of here =D

Canvas whipped out her first-aid kit via her magic, opening it cautiously so nothing would fall out.
"Turn around and I'll help you, just show me what hurts and I'll try my best," she said, her voice firm but still held an air of gentleness. Her hooves were shaking slightly as the noises from below carries upstairs. She just hoped the colt downstairs was doing okay, was it right to leave him on his own? She thought over this as she patiently waited for the pained mare to turn around.