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[Dsarker]

"Khenal. Remember all those bindings you put on me? Put them on him. Now. It won't stop him but it might slow him down."

[The Master]

I lazily punch the door, snapping the bars backwards as if they were silly putty. I walk in.
"Why, the fun hasn't even started yet! Schmoe, come on out of that pathetic wretch. I know you can hear me."

[Impending Doom]

Somepony pokes their head through the doorway. A single soldier, from Starkey's ground squad.

"Hullo? I heard a shout, is something the matter?"

[Dsarker]

Friesden's New Diary

Friesden. Read this and do exactly as I tell you.

We are under attack by a daemon. If you write these words on your body, it will let me in, but not him. Got it?

Write these words: Unum Est Optimum Eudaemonium.


Now, Friesden. Not much time.

[Khenal]

'He just went around my magic.  Fine, lets try the more direct approach!'

My horn takes on a more subdued glow, the glow of mental magics.  Ethereal chains spring from the floor to bind Carrot, or more precicely, to bind the daemon controlling him.

"Carrot, can you hear me?  I can only do so much from here!  You need to fight it also!"

[Dsarker]

Friesden mutely begins to pick up quill and ink and inscribes the letters on her body.

[The Master]

"You idiots! Psycho Carrot...HAH! that name is an invention! That's not even his real name! He doesn't have a real name! What he IS, is one of Khenal's...test subjects. To be specific, the FIRST one to go mad."
((Yes, me bad pony))

[Impending Doom]

Seeing the strange ghostly chains, the soldier calls out down the hallway. In short order, several armored soldiers are barreling down the hallway towards Carrot.

[The Master]

Seeing the strange ghostly chains, the soldier calls out down the hallway. In short order, several armored soldiers are barreling down the hallway towards Carrot.

((Keyword, mental. Mind. Inside-of-your-head.))

[Khenal]

'Impossible, they all-'

I recall Carrot's condition.

'...Oh.'

My magic falters for a moment, before flaring up with renewed vigor.  More and more ethereal chains stretch from the walls, ceiling and floor of the jail.  They quickly start wrapping about Carrot's frame.

'I promised to try to fix my mistakes from back then, and there's no time like the present!' 

"Carrot, I'm sorry I couldn't save you back then, but I wont fail you a second time!"

*************

Ethereal, the most "real" of the mental magics :p  After all, the more senses that are fooled, the harder it is to resist.

[The Master]

"...Its...fine.................." Psycho says, straining.

[Dsarker]

As Friesden finishes the writing, she freezes stock still. New purpose fills her limbs, and in a flare of power the cell door disintegrates.

She strides out on two hooves.

Don't get close to him, ponies. That would be suicide. The words impact in the world, like a crossbow bolt slamming home.

Friesden, say goodbye, if you would.

Her mouth opens, and she says "Iiiiiiiii kkkkkaaaaaannnnnn zzzzzppeeeaaaaakkkk. Gggggoooooooodddddbbbbbbyyyyyyyyyyeeee."

Her forelimbs explode into fire.


Well, my foe. Shall we?

[The Master]

The strained look vanishes, replaced by a smirk,
"Schmoe...your fired. AHAHAHAHAHAHHA! Oh, laugh a little! Khenal, funny? Little bit? Hm? ANYWAY! YOU'RE ON!"

[The Master]

((I swear, this is turning into ghost rider!))

[Dsarker]

Khenal, for my sake, run. Have a life. A wife. A family.

Name your first born after me or Friesden, eh?


The possessed mare turns to Carrot.

Relax. I'm not the one expecting to win here. Let's take this outside, shall we?