June 9th, 2011- Lights out Part 1

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Summary

To be uploaded soon.

Log

Narrator: So when we last left off...

NiteBrite: My glasses! I was blind before but somehow without them I see even less

SolidGear: I'd imagine so, Nite Brite... she mutters, looking around hopefully for said glasses.

Narrator: NiteBrites glasses had slide across the floor down the hallway stopping infront of the stairwell to the roof marked 'Staff Only'

Narrator: It is dark in the hallway, the lights are out and it does not have the benefit of starlight that the cafeteria's windows provide

SolidGear: had unfortunately started searching in the opposite direction of the glasses, mostly as she hadn't heard the clatter all too well.

MarissaInaba: <caf> *was eating in the cafeteria when the lights went out; is presently debating the merits of leaving to explore and potentially getting hurt, or staying and having to deal with a large amount of panicky ponies*

MarissaInaba: *the former is looking better with each passing second*

SoftSpeak: Remain calm everypony, the lights will be on again soon. Bumbling around in the dark will only cause you to hurt yourself

SoftSpeak: 'After all not everyone is a brilliant and beautiful as I' she thinks to herself

MarissaInaba: *mutters to herself* Yeah. Right. That is totally gonna work.

Narrator: Those who remain in the cafeteria get to ooo and ahh at SoftSpeaks take charge attitude

NiteBrite: NiteBrite searches near the door and "I found them he says"

NiteBrite: *crunch

SolidGear: (())

MarissaInaba: *this is the last straw for Marissa; she uses the other ponies' distraction as an opportunity to sneak out, but not before rolling her eyes in an exaggerated manner*

SolidGear: winces as she hears the crunch of plastic and artificial glass, quickly turning to Nite Brite and heading over.

Narrator: The door to the stairwell opens and Anthrax trots out in a hurry seemingly upset. She accidently steps on the glasses

SolidGear: Uhm....hi? she asks, hearing another Pony canter out the doorway.

Anthrax: Oh, what's up with the lights?

Anthrax: was on the roof when the power blinked

NiteBrite: Your. standing. on. my. h-hoof

Anthrax: What?

NiteBrite: pain

Anthrax: OH!

Anthrax: steps back

MarissaInaba: <caf -> hal> *presumably manages to sneak out; mutters* well now what >:/

SolidGear: sighs and groans softly.

Anthrax: didn't see you there short stuff

SolidGear: So, what's up? Why did you come down here?

NiteBrite: s'okay

Anthrax: Dysentery's gone. And he never leaves the roof. I was even bringing 'im sandwhiches

NiteBrite: Maybe, he went to class?

Anthrax: pfft ahahaha

Narrator: The hallway is dark. Perhaps you want to find a breaker or something?

MachDasher: MachDasher, fastest pony in the school, also leaves the cafeteria

MarissaInaba: Right. First order of business is being able to see. *begins to dig around in her pack; she coulda swore she had some kinda light in here...*

SolidGear: looks around, then nudges up past Anthrax, "Did you see any circuit breakers while coming down?"

MachDasher: cafe->hal "ugh can't stand sitting around! Stupid SoftSpeak. The time for action is now

MarissaInaba: At least she's keeping the stupider ponies from getting in the way. You got a flashlight?

Anthrax: Um, there's a panel up top. Makes for a great table

MachDasher: Checkeroni!

SolidGear: Thanks...Nite Brite, keep with Anthrax, will ya? I'm gonna get us some power back. she states, heading....up the downward stairs, which results in a large tumble downwards ending with a loud thump.

MachDasher: *turns on a flashlight

MachDasher: Ta-da

MarissaInaba: Awesome! Now let's go look for a fuse box or a circuit breaker or something.

SolidGear: groans, now definitely hurt as she'd landed on her back.

MachDasher: The fuzes? Now that's a plan! I bet I can beat you there? Ready?

MachDasher: Go

MachDasher: races off into the dark

NiteBrite: O-okay

MarissaInaba: :| *watches as he runs off, before calmly following him*

Narrator: loud rapid hoofbeats fill the hallway as Mach Dasher draws near

NiteBrite: Somethings sure in a hurry, NB says as he moves himself and Anthrax out of the way

MachDasher: *Screeech!* Mach slams on the breaks just missing NB and crew

MachDasher: Ha! First! As usual

MarissaInaba: >:| *arrives shortly after MD* yeah, like the order we got here matters. Oh, hey, people.

Narrator: The light from Mach's flashlight is a rather blinding considering the dark hallway conditions

Narrator: (())

NiteBrite: Are you okay SG?

NiteBrite: pokes

SolidGear: sees the light a floor above and slowly tries getting up, before giving a grunt of pain, "Well...my non-metal hoof hurts..."

SolidGear: ((x3 I did mention she fell down a flight of stairs...so he'd be looking down.))

Anthrax: Ah 'me ma's a nurse. Lemme take a look

SolidGear: hasn't moved much, just fallen onto her side and smiles lightly, "Funny, given your name I'd expected something else..."

MarissaInaba: ()

Narrator: Anthrax pokes SG in a small bruise

Narrator: Ant: "Har har, I didn't know you were such a comodian"

Narrator: (())

MarissaInaba: (comodian: a person who tells jokes to toilets)

NiteBrite: Maybe I should just..

SolidGear: winces, trying hard to not get angry, "Right...well, how bad does it look?"

SolidGear: hasn't tried standing yet, but it's obvious her non-metal fore-hoof seems rather injured.

Narrator: (())

SolidGear: (())

MarissaInaba: Well, okay, person. But I think I hear people talking.

MachDasher: hall -> roof- What are you slowpokes doing? Come on

Anthrax: It looks like a sprain. I'd keep of it for a while

MachDasher: took the flashlight with him

MarissaInaba: >:| *turns to NB* come on, we need to follow the light. I mean, unless you LIKE standing around in the dark, lookin' like an idiot.

SolidGear: groans lightly, "Well....there goes my chance at fixing the fuzes. Uhm...any way I could get some help to get out of this stairwell?"

NiteBrite: is too short to help

NiteBrite: I'll help

MarissaInaba: (ha.)

NiteBrite: offers a shoulder for SG to rest on

SolidGear: tries getting up, and promptly looks rather awkward resting on NB's back with her hoof.

MarissaInaba: ()

SolidGear: Uhm...thanks, but this will be really awkward for ya, Nite Brite. I don't want to slow you down.

NiteBrite: has spread his pegasus wings for stability

NiteBrite: Its... fiiine

SolidGear: glances down at NB and then sighs, slipping off onto the ground and lying down, "I think...I can just stay here."

NiteBrite: He takes three or four small steps that are less than what a usual stride is for SG

MachDasher: I gots sandwhiches.

Anthrax: Hey! My sandwhiches!

MachDasher: is a bit of a klepto

NiteBrite: starts up the stairs

NiteBrite: hall-> roof: You shouldn't take other ponies sandwhiches Dasher

NiteBrite: Its impolite

Anthrax: Can you believe that guys nerve? Those were meant for me and Dysentery

Anthrax: OMG! Dysentery's still gone

MarissaInaba: <hal -> roof> >:| *heads up to the roof* some people are so impatient.

MachDasher: mmph caph't heear youpff

MachDasher: he says as he scarfs down the food. His third meal today

NiteBrite: Eating like that can't be healthy...

MarissaInaba: Tch. Chew with yer mouth closed.

Anthrax: Help me look for him please SG?

SolidGear: has started her way up to the roof and calls up, "Yes! Just let me get up there, okay?"

SolidGear: (())

Anthrax: taps her foot impatiently

Narrator: The roof is a big open with different levels and lots of big A/C units and such to create blocked views and ample hiding spots

MarissaInaba: Save who? >:? *was not present to learn of Dysentery's disappearance*

SolidGear: takes her time, being careful to not cause that sprain to get any worse than it already is.

MarissaInaba: ()

MachDasher: (( )) Anthrax: Dysentery, ya know never attends class. Dresses in colorful punk

MarissaInaba: Oh, right... he's missing? That sucks.

Anthrax: He never leaves the roof. But I can't find him

SolidGear: (())

MarissaInaba: ()

NiteBrite: U-um aren't we supposed to be looking for a fuze box, NB interrupts

NiteBrite: (())

NiteBrite: (())

MarissaInaba: ()

NiteBrite: (())

NiteBrite: closes the RP, cut log here

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