TonberryKing

If 3rd PP spheres stuff is okay with approval, what about a 3rd party race? Gnoll, Android or Decataur; I can make something with any, though I'd be pleased as punch if a decataur is allowed.

Pixel draws the newly acquired tactical pistol, using her telekinesis to pull back the slide but she holds it with her hooves as she lines up a shot. Slow. Steady. She can hear all sorts of gunplay madness going on, presumably it's what shocked the pegasus, but the would be ninja/murder child tries to tune it out before aiming for the general center of mass and opening fire.

Ah snap, I must have missed that, sorry.

Would an android be "within reason" as far as PC race choices go? Or would a gnoll qualify?

Pixel only stops to grab the downed unicorn's gun, checking the magazine with her levitation magic as she then turns right back around and gives chase. The gun disappears into the side pocket of her dad's old battle jacket while she throws caution to the wind and double times it after the pegasus. Short of gunfire and/or an ambush, the only thing that would stop her now is running out of buildings on either side of her for cover; Pixel wants to down this guy, but she doesn't want to come hurtling out into the open where guns would definitely be trained on her in a jiffy.

Pixel might be in an actual KILL MODE or she might just be trying to ensure nopony reports her back at the base. It would be horrible if she caused the bad guys know become aware of the group's presence! Putting her own parkour to use, she gives chase, reminding herself to come back for the unicorn's gear no matter how this turns out, kicking off buildings and trying to keep the pegasus in range for one last laser sword!

Pixel ducks under the Pegasus' swing and dives away from him before breaking into a gallop, only skidding to a halt when she gets as far as she had before rearing back her head and firing another pixelated spinning death sword at a target: in this case a unicorn. "HEY! Get BACK here and pick on somepony who isn't your size!"

Pixel tries not to let out a scream when she's cut, hastily skipping back out of reach of any further attacks. Pawing at the ground and soldiering though the pain, her horn flares gold before she swings her head and fires one of her projectile blades back at the pegasus. She can be pretty sharp, too!

Tempest the Harengon Outlander Hexblade Warlock "You'd be surprised what Rabbits are capable of." Tempest gives both Sassamona and Yod the same answer, her voice taking on an edge as she finishes off her meal. "But truthfully, I learned everything I know of the order from Sir Acheron. At times we partnered with other Knights but I was still just a squire back then and not really privy to much other than "we're heading north," or "We're not stopping at this town; the next town has the bugbear problem so we'll go over there" or such." Yod's admission actually surprises her, the harengon giving the dwarf a more curious, but guarded, look. "I'd say that makes two of us." she says without explanation, only to be finally caught off guard when Lidda asks for the simple matter of her name. "...It's Tempest. And yes, I gave it to myself, mostly because nobody gave me anything else at the time. I haven't been to Nightstone either, but this is a large town, there's bound to be someone who knows the way or at least put up a great big post in the road that will point us in the right direction; it's how I've made it this far. The Order wasn't really in the habit of handing out expensive maps to young, low ranking knights like myself, after all." OOC I don’t always put OOC content in my posts, but when I do, I put it in here. To Whom It May Concern . . . Put Player mention tags, and any particular notes in here.

What you said doesn't work; it keeps trying to delete the contents of the post when I follow your instructions.

I honestly don't know what I did, or how to fix it. I hate the new MW formats.

Tempest the Harengon Outlander Hexblade Warlock "Who keeps opening the damn door?" 'The rabbit' mutters into her seedcake when her own food arrives, which she focuses more on eating than responding until she's through most of it. Something about the crowding of the inn seems to put a dent in her earlier cheer, a frown forming over her face, but her voice, when she speaks again, remains rather pleasant, bordering sing-song. "But anyway, fair halfling, dwarf, other interlopers such as myself...I've found in this world it does you no good to assume all thises or all thatses are the same when it comes to fighting them. Goblins for instance? I've seen some that scatter if you fart in a campfire, but then the next day their elder brother could come by and you have to fight that little bastard all the way to a bridge because he knows how to use a hatchet and isn't scared of decent folk. I've also known a drummer goblin named Rufus who wouldn't hurt a baby if you put one in front of him and had the child hold a bag of gold. Too focused on banging on his drums, I tell you..." The rabbit then chugs a good bit of her drink, letting out a sigh as the cider warms her innards. "You can have your alcohols, your elven pretentious juices, but I tell you, nothing better than fruit ciders that's not hard enough to get you acting stupid, but hot enough to make you forget about the winds outside." "But see, what I said about goblins also applies to other...thingses. Like giants." her eyes narrow some. "I've heard stories about stupid ones, clever ones, fierce warriors, cunning monsters, so many different things I can't get a good read on them. And giants are, literally, a much bigger problem than goblins. If I've got The Order's work to do, and I do in fact have Gauntlet work to be done, I'll gladly hear anyone's talk of what they know. Or even team up. It'll help me slay them giants all the better." Now, this harengon is...well.. clearly a rabbit. And while she bluffed her way through cardplaying, there was something dangerous in how she--with complete seriousness- explained what she was looking for and what she planned to do to them. Some actual truth laid bare. OOC I don’t always put OOC content in my posts, but when I do, I put it in here. To Whom It May Concern . . . Put Player mention tags, and any particular notes in here.

Been kinda quiet due to returning to work after a much needed vacation, but let's see if I can't have my rabbit... bounce back.

Tempest the Harengon Outlander Hexblade Warlock "Thanks, fellas. That barmaid was right: I DID have fun winning at cards~" Abruptly passing by the others' table shuffles a relatively small rabbit in a big gloomy cloak trailing behind her, with what appears to be a walking stick with a stone atop it belted to her side. If one were to train their eyes the way she came-the same direction she made her comment towards- it wouldn't take a wizard to realize she left more than a few locals back at the card tables grumbling into their cups about "beginner's luck." The coins she's openly carrying in her hands would, however, speak more to a shark's luck than a beginner's... "I'll have an Apple cider, the sharburg and the seedcake," she tells the barmaid, apparently having gone to gamble straight away before ordering anything as she dumps the lion's share of her winnings onto the bar counter to pay for her meal. Rather than wait at the bar for any of that she ambles back again, taking a seat across from Yod. "Yes," she glances at Lidda (whom she may have plopped down next to,) and fluttering her big doe eyes, "What DO you know about giants?" OOC I don’t always put OOC content in my posts, but when I do, I put it in here.