Set six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where the Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princess Twilight's notion of harmony with all creatures because of their encounters with griffins - Invaded and took the other half. In Baltimare and the Equestrian Southeast, the magic of friendship has weakened, as Communists, Changeling infiltrators, Fascists, gangs, and corrupt creepy politicians threaten the city. This role play is based in large part upon the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and uses D&d 3.5e mechanics.
The long train ride to Bales is over, with Brie, Onyx, and Spark reaching their destination a little bruised but not dead or arrested. Before them lies a new and unfamiliar city and world, at the crossroads of Equestria's past and present, and also the Changeling Occupied Zone and East Equestria. In Baltimare, Dark Star prepares to set out on a mission to track down and arrest unfaithful and unreliable local law enforcement that have been leaking information to rebel forces. Silver may finally have a new toy he can use to clear the Catacombs of their undead presence. Iron, meanwhile, has drifted further into an temple in his search for a treasure sough by an archaeological expedition that was ambushed by bandits.
>>101000Nice. I finally have a decent amount of free time to join as well.
>>101004The train should be arriving in Bales Union Station shortly. The description of the scenery as entering is found
>>100661 →. Note that that would be the view looking out the windows next to the corridors, to the west and to the left of the north-bound train. The view from the right side, or facing the east, would be different. There would be no power station, and no converging river. There would be a great sprawling rail yard, and many more single family homes, as well as town houses. These vary in evident age and style, though trending towards a more modern construction.
Brie has tried to deliver a number of weapons to Onyx and Spark, and he seems unsure about how to hide them
>>101005I'm going to need Brie here to work out a way to hide them in character. Meanwhile, how is that wounded pony and the doctor doing?
>>101006That scene would have concluded 6 or so hours before.
Needle pusher continue(d) cleaning wounds, and placing bandages over parts that bleed, as well as checking the ears for damage
>>101000Neat, new bread!I hope this does not go poorly... With permit in hoof, Silver trots up to his Dusty acquaintance. "About that SMG..."
>>101008The pony is standing in the lobby, near one of the counters, and carefully sucking off the last little remnants of his cigarette. In the era of civilization's twilight, smoking so blatantly in such a public area would be strictly prohibited. But the weary war veteran, whose hind legs were entirely replaced by prosthetics, continued to calm his nerves with his Luna's Lucky Strikes.
"What about an SMG?" He asks, not changing his facial expression
>>101010 (super checked)
Making sure that the permit is still within Dusty's vision, Silver shows him the Bits Gun. "I was curious about if you could help me with maintenance."
I'm coming up with a fanon timeline of historical events for Severyana. Am I taking this too seriously?
>>101009 →Ah, hell.
Iron can see deeper into the room, which also has a sort of oblong shape, evidently following the natural shape of the cavern. There is indeed something there: In the center, is what looks to be a sarcophagus, almost like what you'd see in Sonambula. It seems to be made of bronze, long tarnished, with some silver overlay on the top, which, together with layers of gold, form the figure of a mare (Hummingbird Feather was a Stallion). Still other figures adorn the room - golden vases, gilded armor, a classical sword, a golden idol upon a pedestal, and some other items.
>>101011He comes closer to the permit and squints. It would hardly be surprising if he normally wears glasses when he reads
"Do you have it with you?"
>>101012Silver makes the Bits Gun apparent to him. "Right here."
>>101013He nods, silently
"Follow me"
He starts walking off, over to the right, through the door, then down a flight of stairs to the right into a wide, white tiled Hallway. He motion to open a couple wide doors with widows that have been boarded up
>>101014Strange... Unless they're locked or require more than basic effort to open, Silver presumably opens the doors.
>>101015They open fairly easily. The doors themselves, on the other side, have a thick coating of drywall or some other substance over them that has been caked on top of thinner doors. The room is massive, and in its center is a large swimming pool. Not quite olympic sized, but large. It has been drained, and near the bottom at the back are a large number of sandbags stacked high and thick, with sand spilling out and covering part of the floor of the rear of the pool in a small incline. Stapled onto a few sandbags, above the sand incline, are a pair of bullseye targets, one in a basic circular shape, another in the shape of a pony standing upright and facing forward. Above the rear of the pool are a few more stacked sandbags. In front of the drained pool are a couple tables by the wall. The walls of the room in places are caked with the white insulation-like substance, but in most areas are clear. The walls beneath are painted with scenes of the shores of Baltimare harbor on one side, and of the approaches to Dragon Isle on the other
"Alright. What do you need?"
>>101016That is...interesting mural...they really did number on this room. "Some help with maintenance, as I said. Ammunition would help, if it can be purchased or otherwise provided. And now that I look at this improvised range, some time to practice would also be appreciated."
>>101017"Now let me see it."
He holds out a hoof
>>101018Silver hooves him the gun, as requested.
>>101019He holds the gun and looks at it
"Bits gun, model year 1010, looks like a more basic model"
He pulls the long, box magazine off the top of the weapon after pressing a button on the side. The mechanism works well enough. He pulls the bolt back and lets it fly forward, which it does not seem to do cleanly. Then, he pulls a part of the back, and with that the entire rear section of the gun comes apart, and he starts to inspect the bolt.
"Looks like the bolt may have some rust"
He goes to the back of the room and removes the spring, then looking through a small box in the back, pulls out another. Then he pours some lubricating oil on the bolt and starts to clean it with a basic cloth. He takes some pipe cleaner and starts working the same lubricant on the barrel of the gun as well
"The thing about the Bits gun is that it is designed to be used in poor conditions. Jungle, heat, moisture… it will stand up to conditions that would destroy lesser guns…"
He places the bolt back into the rear assembly, then places the barrel back in, making the gun one piece.
"They don't need much love to be made whole."
He pulls the bolt back and lets it fly forward, which it does with a satisfying "clack clack"
>>101021Silver
definitely keeps track of the process. It's extraordinarily handy to know how to take a weapon apart and put it back in one piece like that. It's also handy to know a little bit about this particular model of firearm, when he knows only the bare basics about it. "You can certainly tell you have experience handling this type of firearm."
>>101022"I carried one myself in the later years... We first got them round-about the Hellsword campaign... But it was in the Jungles of the South East they make the difference"
Also, a correction, he
twists the barrel after pulling up a pin in the front of the gun to remove it, and pulls up the pin and twists the barrel to put it back in place
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_5kW4sKd-sQ
>>101023"In those conditions, compared to our more general-purpose Limestone submachineguns? It would not surprise me." Silver takes the SMG, feeling it both in his hooves and in his magic, looking down the sights and getting used to the weapon. "Feels nice. So, about ammunition..."
>>101025New phone, who dis?
>>101026Cuz its not a new thread?
>>101024Sights are on the left side of the weapon, as the magazine is along the top. Exactly how you are supposed to hold a gun with hooves long troubled Equestrian military planners, who envisioned vast conscripted armies of not-unicorns carrying mundane weapons. The solution they came upon was to have weapons fired in the prone position, which inspired the side-feeding magazines of the Equestrian Army, and the top feeding gun of New Mareland.
He limps over to the table again, and pulls out a long magazine
“33 rounds, but the spring doesn’t work well if it’s loaded all the way. 30 rounds.”
>>101025Is it the bat?!
>>101025Can you run through what you are trying to hide again?
>>1010302 carbines and a 12-gauge
>>10102830 round load. Noted. "How much are they, and what caliber?"
>>101031Spark looks at the guns.
"So, are we looking for a way to smuggle them off the train?"
>>101034"It would be a shame to just dump them"
>>101033“9 millimeter. Same as a pistol. We can sell you loaded magazines for maybe 10 bits per box magazine.
>>101035"I might be able to make an illusion around it if we can put them in a box or something."
>>101037Brie looks down at himself, in a fine suit with a frilly cloak, and then at the Lings, also in fine suits and neat cloaks.
"I got nothing."
>>1010369mm? As pistol round? I suppose they must not use Colts in New Mareland. It takes Silver a couple seconds to decide how many he needs. He decides to pull out 110 Bits-worth of notes. "11, if you please."
>>101038"Think the kitchen supplies would have a spare?"
>>101038How dandy!
>>101039He looks at Silver
“How about three or four magazines, and a box of bullets for refill”
>>101041It'll be a bit of a hinderance, should he come into contact with a large number of ghasts, but... "I will probably need couple boxes of bullets, but alright."
>>101040Brie's is not unlike the expression he wears when throwing his knives. "Fine".
Brie shifts into the juvenile bartender's appearance. "I'll be right back."
"Ihr zwei, bleibt einen Moment hier," he says to the Lings.
>>101043They nod
>>101042“Contrary to popular belief, we don’t have such infinite supplies that magazines can rain down like candy on Nightmare Night in law enforcement units outside of frontline military operations. 4 magazines, and a box.”
>>101044Brie makes his way toward the kitchen.
>>101044"...Alright then. That will be fine. How much for that?"
>>101045Alright, he goes his way towards the kitchen if the dining car... presumably
Sone doors are opening for ponies preparing to get off
>>101046“Only 60 bits”
>>10104760 Bits-worth of notes it is.
>>101048He takes it, and provided 4 magazines and a box
“Anything else you want?”
>>101049"Can I get few minutes on range, to get feel for this weapon?" Silver looks at how many bullets come in the box.
>>101051I assumed he was going to the kitchen if the dining car versus something like the rear lounge car
>>101050“Sure”
At least 150 bullets in the box
>>101052Yes, the dining car
>>101053Alright.
The door is unlocked. Inside, there is one pony, who is picked up cleaned dishes and pots
>>101052That will work. Silver nods. "Thank you for all of your help, Dusty." With that, he makes the descent into the drained pool-turned firing range.
...I suppose it works, but...I can not help but feel this is just little bit odd.
[1d20-2 = -4]>>101054spot check
>>101054"Hey, you got any empty boxes in here? I got a passenger asking for a long box."
>>101056“Uh.... check the utility closet past the diner near the vestibules. I think there might be a disassembled box for vacuum cleaner”
>>101055What’s odd about it?
>>101058"Sweet. Thanks boss!" Brie says over-enthusiastically. He proceeds to the closet, affecting an air of an awkward youngster the whole way.
>>101058To him, mostly just the idea of a pool being turned into a firing range.Also, you described a couple tables in front of the pool. Are those inside the pool, or outside it?
>>101059To the left are some brooms and the like, but to the right is a collapsed cardboard box that is fairly long
>>101060Outside, by the wall
>>101061Weird, but alright.Silver does some cursory checks on where the various functions of the firearm are located, such as the bolt, safety, and select-fire if that's a feature.
>>101061Brie takes the box back to the room with Sparks.
>>101062Selector switch is to the left side of the trigger
>>101063And thus he does so
[1d20+3 = 4]>>101063>>101064Spark puts the weapons in the box and uses an illusion spell to make the contents appear to be apples.
Rolling an attempt for the spell.
>>101065This is how you welcome me back to the game, huh game?
>>101065Oh they look like apples alright
Also, we’ve told you repeatedly that you don’t roll when casting a spell
[1d20 = 2]>>101065Well that's a good omen for this dice roll I'm about to do...>>101064"Good." Silver sets it to single-fire, and turns the safety on. The eternal question of "how do non-Unicorns use firearms" comes back to his mind, and he gets an idea to try.
Balance: Setting the Bits Gun to the side, Silver rears up and attempts to stand on his hindlegs, Like a Griffon or Dragon would.
>>101068The old pony just broke his back. F
>>101068Uh... not very balanced. At all
Also did you read
>>101028
>>101070Yes, I did. Just trying to have a bit of fun, alright?"W-w-woah!" Silver falls back onto his hooves, rather than falling on his back. "Ack...that probably is out of question, then..." Thank goodness he's a unicorn, who can use his magic to hold onto firearms. He demonstrates this by picking up the empty Bits Gun in his magic and looking down the sights at the targets down-range.
>>101068"Its fine"
I'm gonna assume that since Brie could carry the box, that he could carry the box of guns.
"Okay, wir sind bereit zu gehen. Benimm dich wie normale Ponys." Brie says to the Lings.
"Shall we then?" Brie says to Sparks, while resuming his normal Bat-pone image.
>>101071And thus he is looking down at a target
“Pull the selector switch all the way down for full auto”
Essentially, any number of die per turn, limited by the number of bullets remaining in the magazine (30)
>>101072Wesley: “Okay...”
>>101073Even if he doesn't respond, he acknowledges this tip. He loads a magazine into the top of the machine gun, sets it to fully automatic, and breathes in.
With the full modifier, I take it?
>>101072“Just don’t let anypony think those are free apples.”
Spark readies to follow the bat with the plan. He does have a plan, right?
>>101074Is he proficient?
>>101075"Oh right, cuz I was gonna set up a stand and give these away?"
Yes, he does have a plan. The plan is to get the fuck off the train. Meta, the plan is to sell the guns and then secure a transport out of Bales and into the changeling territory.
Brie leads the way off the train, ready to drop the box and stab anyone who tries to stop him along the way.
>>101076*shrugs?*I haven't explicitly taken a feat for it if it's considered an Exotic Weapon, so if that's what you mean, then he'd probably have to take the -4 penalty.
>>101077The train is already in the station, with beige stone walls and marble floors, then a high ceiling in a large room with ticket booths and still more ponies, then thorough the front door, down a flight of stairs, into the busy streets. There is a cold wind blowing, strong
>>101078Lets go with at least a -4 penalty for full auto
>>101080And...
Breathe out...
Silver lets out a small burst on the exhale, aimed at the pony-shaped target.
[5d20+5 = 47]>>101081Well I fucked that up.
>>101079Ha I DID avoid paying for the food!
Brie looks around for some signage that suggests where local lodging might be. He assumes there might be some close to the train station.
Search check
e_e
Brie tries again, taking his time and therefore taking a 10 on his search/spot check
>>101078Some hits and some misses
>>101083REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE>>101085Hotels both cheap and fancy in the downtown area
[5d20+5 = 50]>>101086Silver lets off another burst.
>>101087Much more consistency with this batch, most hitting, some missing
[10d20+5 = 152]>>101088A little more confident with that last burst, he lets off a longer one.
>>101086>>101085“So, what hotel are we going to traumatize with our little friends?”
>>101089Every shot hits, one perfectly. 10 bullets remain
[10d20+5 = 121]>>101091Silver empties what's left in the gun at the target until he hears the telltale *click*.
>>1010924 misses, but damn, two perfect hits
>>101090"Any place is fine by me. We'll need to gather information before disembarking, and then likely need to rest, but I don't care for the nuance of the location."
>>101093Headshot, Headshot
>>101093"Not bad. Not bad weapon at all." Silver removes the empty magazine and sets it to safety. He's only been there what feels like a few seconds, but he doesn't want to waste all of his ammo on paper targets. As he lets the gun cool off and his magic works to reload the spent magazine, he admires his hoofwork. This will
definately make dealing with ghasts easier. "Not bad for pony who has only used submachine guns only few times, if I do say so myself."
>>101096Dusty nods to Silver
>>101094“Is it a bad time to mention I’m low on bits? I don’t suppose you have any to get the changelings a more comfortable bed. I’ll gladly sleep on the floor, but restless changelings won’t do anypony any favors.”
>>101097He waits until the empty magazine is loaded back up before stepping out of the pool, machine gun at his side. "One has to give credit where credit is due: you New Marelanders certainly make stellar firearms. Not surprising, considering all of your current and former neighbors, but still."
>>101099He nods slowly, closing his eyes and opening them
>>101098"I have enough, don't worry. It won't be an issue."
>>101101So... is he going somewhere?
>>101102A modest place. Not fancy, not cheap.
>>101100Silver offers him a hoofshake. "Thank you again for all of your help. If I ever need help with firearms in future, I hope I can call on your aid."
Alright, I need to go to sleep as I have work tomorrow
And my credit card is missing so I am super anxious...
Also I’m setting a keurig tomorrow morning
>>101105Keurigs are awesome
>>101105I have no idea what a keurig is, but I hope you sleep well! Also hope you find your credit card. It's probably just hiding somewhere in your house.
>>101107Its an indivdual-cup coffee maker. They're soooo worth it
>>101108Oh, right, those! I've heard of those before. Not a big coffee drinker, so that's probably why I had trouble remembering them.
>>101109A keurig is second only to a french-press in flavor, and superior in time-efficiency.
If time is the essence, a keurig is the way to go, with a reusable coffee-grind pod. Otherwise, a french-press is the best, except it takes alot longer.
>>101012I didn't fucking notice the new thread tag.
Sorry for yet another late response.Iron's eyes glimmer over the sight of the loot in front of him, but as he sees a figure of a mare, he wagers that this could be Feathers' somepony.
"Now this is what I am talking about."
Looking back, he walks backwards towards the stone wall he thinks separates him from his current companions.
(I wonder if they are worried about me disappearing from their vision.)
Is no one there? Okay...Dark Star is still kill
>>101104He shakes his hoof back. Silver is now free to go directly to the catacombs, unless he wants to do something else first.
>>101103>>101098The first hotel, a little on the lower end, has a plain enough lobby with a simple wooden counter, and seems strangely compact with a stairs going to the second floor, appearing almost like the entrance of an apartment building
>>101111The wall looking back is flat with occasional vertical lines going down it. From its geometrically straight angles it appears to be artificial. There are a number of rocks a little over to the left, and a flat piece of the wall seems to have fallen down, formerly taking the place of the rocks. The rocks do not go all the way to the dueling, there seems to be a gap
>>101115>no one is hereXp
So lets see. We have 3 adults and two children. All maes. Why do I sense Chris Hanson if I reserve just one room?
"This will be fine. Objections?"
"Wir werden hier schlafen. Ist das in Ordnung?" Brie says to the Lings.
>>101116Kerr is sort of wondering around, looking into hallways, while Wesley is playing around with... a dry cleaning ticket? I don’t know, he’s playing around with some kind of piece of paper
“Ja. Das ist gut.”
>>101117*he’s batting the curved piece of paper on the floor, usually pressing down on one end to make the other go up
"Was haben sie?" Brie asks Wesley.
>>101119The ersatz foal looks up at Brie, almost startled, or like he had been caught.
“Ich weiß nicht ... eine Sache”
Kerr is further away, but looks back at the two
>>101120"Verliere es nicht" Brie responds, the voices in his head telling him its probably important somehow, but unable to see how he leaves it for the young Ling to play with.
>>101121“Okay...”
Wesley holds onto the orange slip of paper
>>101122Brie proceeds to lead the group (?)
Is Onyx assumed as following? into this particular Inn.
>>101123Alright. Does he buy a room?
>>101115Silver's got a bit of a shopping list before he's going to go after the catacombs. Just some things to set the odds a little bit more in his favor.
First thing, after heading outside and hitching himself back to his cart, is to find a hunting supplies store, to get bear traps and snares.
So, explosives and fire are a no-go in the Catacombs. How hard would it be for Silver to make fragmentation bombs?
>>101125As easy as placing explosives inside of a coffee can packed on the outside with nails and ball bearingsI never said explosives were a no go, just be mindful of the low ceilings and cramped environment - low power The Jungle Rush awaits
“Good’ay mate” a pony greats him
“What can I do for ya?”
>>101127Duly noted. I really hope this all works.Must have been New Marelander immigrant before invasion. "I suppose one could say I am doing some big game hunting. I need bear traps, snares, supplies for tripwire traps, maybe caltrops if you have them. Oh, and some really potent predator bait."
>>101124Two rooms. 1 with 2(?) adults, one with 1 adult and 2 children. Separate beds for both rooms (unless Sparks and Onyx,... nevermind Xp).
>>101128“We don’t have caltrops, but we have everything else”
A bear trap, a snare, wire for types of traps, and
“Just a wiff of this in the air and everything dangerous in miles will be comin’ for ya.”
It’s a cylinder that is closed
“Keep it closed when necessary, obviously”
>>10112950 bits for two rooms with two beds each, unless Brie needs three beds... like 65 bits
>>101130A shame he doesn't have any caltrops, but for all of these good-quality supplies Silver is willing to consider it an acceptable loss. "Can you throw in three more bear traps and couple more snares? There are numerous prey where I am going, and I would prefer to stay as predator rather than become
their prey in turn."
>>101131He nods, seeming to understand, and not thinking anything out of the ordinary
"Sure. Do you need a gun?"
>>101132"I have that covered, but thank you for offering." Silver gives the pony his trademark friendly smile. "How much for these supplies?"
>>101133“All of this? 120 bits.”
>>101134120 Bits-worth of notes it is, as well as an offered hoofshake for excellent service. "You will certainly be first I think of when I need hunting supplies."
>>101135"Happy hunting. Hope the Cockatrice's don't get ya'."
He shakes his hoof and takes the money
4 bear traps, 2 snares (or three?) two trip wires, and a mysterious cylinder
>>101136Let's go with three, maybe? Unless that would change the price, then two is fine. It's up to you."I appreciate it."
Next stop after putting his new hunting equipment in his cart: somewhere to buy supplies for low-yield explosives and fragmentation bombs, as well as some hardware supplies for a makeshift barricade if that's available.
>>1011302 rooms, 2 beds each should be fine, since Brie is just gonna get mobbed and eated again.
>>101138KekPoor Brie. Maybe he should buy a separate room, or a couple pet carriers.
Anyways, it is so
>>101137Oh dear. Where shall he get those?
>>101139I have no idea where one would find things like that, so I couldn't tell you.
>>101139He doesn't know they're eateding him yet. He knew it was inevitable in his journey to the changeling hive, but he didn't anticipate it this soon. He assumed he would be chained in a dungeon first.
>>101141That comes laterWell, Brie now has two rooms. Does he want to go drop off his weird cat things or what?
>>101140Hmmm... Silver can go wherever now
>>101142Okay...so, he goes in the direction of explosives, or supplies for explosives?
>>101143I’m not wholly convinced this character knows how to make explosives all by himself
>>101144Okay...so, in the direction of supplies for fragmentation bombs, then?
>>101145What does he want to buy?
>>101142I knew it wouldYes. Brie leads them to one room while offering the key to the other to Sparks and Onyx
I'm just going to assume that Onyx came with, otherwise he'd be sitting catatonic on the train or elsewhere "Jungetiere, Ich muss für ein bisschen gehen. Halten Sie Ihre Messer in der Nähe und merken Sie sich das Klopfmuster."
Does Sparks come with him, or is he investigating his own room?
>>101147“Okay...” Kerr almost has a tone of suspicion in his voice
“Okay...” Wesley has sadness and disappointment
>>101146I mean, you're asking someone with net zero knowledge of making bombs IRL what supplies their character would need to make bombs. You mentioned coffee cans, nails, and ball bearings. I'm not sure what he would need for the explosive element of the frag bomb, or for the tripwire trigger, or where he would get either.>>101147Bring your buggy bois with you, spend some quality time with them!
>>101147I got my own room? Cool. I guess I would check that out.
>>101149Sure, but the issue is that I'm not sure the character would have any greater knowledge. His intelligence is low... very low, and I don't think he has much craft skill. If he were like a super intelligent engineer or a former member of the IRA or Green Beret or... something, I would say sure, but I'm not sure a normal soldier would have much experience with improvised explosives>>101150The rooms are not all that big, with a simple bathroom, a window on the far end of the rectangular room with maroon curtains, a reddish wall to the left, two twin beds against the left wall with white sheets with floral patterns on the covers, a pinkish floor, and a white right and far wall.
>>101151So, since you were the one who suggested explosives in the first place, that leaves us with the question of what can he do.
>>101150No, you're sharing with Onyx, who is here god-dammit.
>>101148"Was? Wolltest du mitkommen?" He pauses and sighs as he observes their expressions in response to the question. "Natürlich wolltest du mitkommen." He rolls his eyes. "Okay, Sie können mitkommen, aber bitte machen Sie nicht auf sich aufmerksam. Wir sind so weit gekommen, es wäre eine Schande, in einer Gefängniszelle zu landen oder noch schlimmer."
>>101149You're not helping Xp
>>101151Spark sits on the closest bed and takes in the (hopefully) silence. A relaxing moment after all of the tension he has been though in the last few days.
"Well... not too bad considering, eh Tipsy?"
>>101153Ah, right.
And then the bartender walks in and ruins the moment of relaxation. Kek.
>>101152What do you want him to do?
>>101153As Brie decides it would be a good idea to take children along for criminal activity in an unfamiliar city, Wesley jumps up in excitement
“Ja! Ich möchte die Stadt erkund!”
Kerr keeps his distance, and apparently finds the heater at the end of the room favorable. Wesley admits
“Obwohl es draußen sehr kalt ist”
>>101156That isn't the question I asked.Preferably, he'd get something. I don't know what he can get, but he'd get something.
>>101157I need a bit more specificity
>>101115Iron, trying not to desecrate the temple itself by breaking it until it's the absolutely necessary, decides to peek in the gap to see if be can see through the other side.
"Hello? Are you mare over there?"
>>101158That's the thing: I don't know what all he can do, I don't know what he needs for what he can do, and I don't know where he can get what he needs. I know he needs something akin to explosives or a fragmentation bomb. It's the entire reason I bought the tripwire setups, because you put those ideas in my head.
>>101159Yes, he can see both Cauldron and Pear on the other side
Cauldron: “You’re alive!” with a bit of joy
Pear pulls out a bit and tosses it to Cauldron
>>101161Iron chuckles to himself, a warm smile over how Cauldron cared for his life.
"I am indeed alive. Have you found any other way around this wall?"
Hah! Pear doesn't know the extent of Iron's stubborness to be alive!
>>101162"No, it appears that rocks filled this hole right hear caused by one of the panels being dislodged, which of course was previously filled by the panel"
And I have to go to sleep already
>>101164Oh, night.
>>101163"Do you see any sort of writing on the other side? I could try to make the hole big enough for you to fit."
>>101166Giggity“Writing about what”Pear asks
>>101167Cyka Blyat!
>>101167Neigh~>>101168Completely unintentional."I mean the drawings and symbols on the walls. Are there any that would be destroyed by opening up this hole for both of you to slip through?"
>>101169“No. The wall consists of rectangular slabs of stones that were placed vertically. One has dislodged. The ceiling above has partly collapsed into the gap left, probably at the same time this guy over here was crushed”
[1d20+6 = 11]>>101170Iron ponders for a bit, then turns around to prepare for a test buck to see if the stones would dare move by his thick hindlegs.
Rolling power attack +5 unarmed attack.
>>101171“Woah!”
The rocks move, and some fall over to the side, but neither do all move
[1d20+6 = 12]>>101172Iron peers in the hole again.
"I suggest you two move back in case something bad happens. I am tearing this wall down."
Returning to his original bucking position, he slams his rear hooves against the wall again to start creating a slightly bigger entrance for the mares to get inside.
>>101172Dark Star's eyes return to normal from being glazed over.
And he looks around
>>101174It’s the same lobby. Skies is there
>>101173Some more rocks move, but not fully there yet
[1d20+6 = 23]>>101175(Yield at my hooves, you stubborn stone bricks.)
The bucking keeps on coming.
Bowchicabowwow~
>>101176And with this, rocks fly backward at a high rate of speed. Good thing the other ponies moved out of the way. The path now is clear
>>101175"Sorry, i spaced out there."
He Rubs the back of his head
>>101177Iron exhales in satisfaction, a grin on his face.
"Alright, the path is clear. Are you both ready to see what is on the other side?"
Iron walks slowly back towards the recently discovered tomb, expecting the mares to follow suit.
Any comments along the way are appreciated.
>>101175So, question still stands from yesterday: what can Silver do, in relation to what I'm wanting done with explosives and/or frag bombs?
Please note I’m actually still at work, so don’t be surprised if I can’t respond promptly or well>>101178“Are you ready?” She says
>>101179Cauldron says “yes”
Pear simply nods, as if she were anticipating this
On the slabs are numerous figures and landscapes, a different scene on each slab. The body of the shot pony, who was likely a graduate student or helper, lays face down now, and partly covered in the rocks that were pushed over top him. His limbs and body generally are oddly contorted. Before, he lay against the rocks, as if they fell, or at least most of them fell, before he did
>>101180Silver can buy any components for anything he names (if legal), and can craft whatever he thinks of putting together
>>101181Well, a coffee can, nails, and ball bearings would be legal, obviously. The issue is that I don't know what would serve as the low-yield explosive element, nor if there is something that would both serve that purpose and is legal.
>>101181Got it, Mr GM. Don't multitask too hard for our sake.Iron, deciding that maybe these dead ponies could have some more info about this place, walks over to the deceased pony and looks for anything that stands out.
Iron and crew are in that tomb of the mare with all the gold, right?
>>101181"Yea, although i need some shotgun shells. in case something goes wrong."
>>101186>>101185Pretty sure GM told you this already.
>>101187He did? I must have forgotten if he did.
>>101184She motions over to a guard, and after 30 seconds, he returns with a number of shells
“Remember, we prefer them alive”
>>101182>>101186>>101188Dude, I’ve given you
extremely detailed and extensive advice on this subject in
very long posts
>>101183He has nothing on him. Either what he had was taken from him, or he had nothing at the time
He does, however, have a couple basics like note paper, and a flashlight
This is the scene in front of the tomb
>>101189Sorry. My short- and long-term memory is shot all to hell, some things I can't remember mere minutes after being told while others stay around for years on end, and I forgot to write all that down.
>>101189"I Won't pull it out, unless they get aggressive. even then i'll go for a wounding shot."
He Smiles at her
>>101190Literally everything I said was written down. In posts in the last thread
>>101191She nods, half smiling back
>>101189Iron, nodding at the new magic light thing in front of him, picks him up and hoofs it over to Cauldron.
With that, he decides to check out the slabs, now that he's more relaxed about the existence of at least some treasure to give to Cauldron.
>>101192It's gonna be a while, then.
>>101192"Let's get going miss Skies."
He Walks outside and heils a taxi then helps Blue inside.
I think the next posts will have to wait a while until I am back>>101195She does so
“To Colton Hill”
>>101192So, coffee cans for the housing, plenty of nails and ball bearings for the fragments, a mixture of fertilizer and diesel for the explosive, and stuff to make the part of the tripwire mechanism that actually sets the bombs off. And enough of those said materials to make two, maybe even four bombs. Am I missing anything?
>>101197Oh, and some spare materials in case Silver ruins some of them on accident.
>>101193On the first slab is depicted a number of ponies in a beautiful city, with rectangular stone buildings and pyramids. A small crowd is around a trio of ponies. To the left is an Earth Pony stallion with a traditional sword, and the skin of a tiger as headdress and armor. Two ponies with traditional swords stand at attention next to him. To the right is an Earth Pony mare wearing a brilliant headdress of bright feathers. She seems to be saying some incantation over a bowl, and vapors rise from it. She wears long robes, and two more ponies, wearing long robes prostrate themselves near her, but not
to her. And in the center, ontop of pyramid in minature, is a large throne with a pegasus stallion on top. He wears a large headdress sort of similar to the mare, but larger, and with circles of turquoise radiating out along the edges, around the ears. He has a staff, and most ponies look up towards him.
The next panel in large part portrays a similar scene. It's the same city, and the pegasus stallion remains high in the center. But from the left intrude new characters. There are a number of ponies, by and large pegasi, who carry spear, and wear the plate armor of Equestrians. They wear simple metal helmets. They now take up much of the left side of the image, and they, not the pony on the pyramid, are the center of attention. All eyes converge on them, especially, a prominent pony among them who looks up to the pony on the pyramid. The Tiger wearing pony, sword now relaxed on his side, has been displaced from his position on the left. He stands alongside the mare, and her attention is on the intruders. The ponies beside her no longer prostrate themselves. They, too, standby in anticipation.
Panel three is the panel that has been dislodged, and now lies on the ground.
In panel 4, the scene has changed. There is no city, no large structures, and no staff wielding pony at the center. Some of the characters, however, remain the same. Over on the far left are a small number of huts and low level rectangular stone buildings. There is one pony in Equestrian armor, with metal helmet and spear standing in this scene, and he looks off to the left. Perhaps 4 ponies are also in the village. But a small trail of ponies head towards the right side. The middle of the panel is divided by a hill with a few trees on it, and ponies go over it. On the right side is a scene around either a small building or an entrance to a cave. A number of ponies prostrate themselves around a small fire, which itself is at the convergence of four small idols that are placed at corners around the fire, which they face. A few ponies in robes pour some sort of liquid into that makes the flames go higher and give off streaks of gas. Near the center of it is the Mare in the headdress, who stands on her high legs as she makes motions with her forelegs before the fire. The Tiger wearing pony lays prostrate beside and just behind her. Though he is down in a suppliant position, he has his head up and looks up, and so too, do several armed ponies around him. What is most interesting about this scene is what is depicted above: in the smoke that rises fly several horse shaped ethereal entities that fly in a circle.
Panel 5 is the same location. Over in the village, a number of ponies either lay on their backs, sit down and lay against buildings in a look of discomfort, or just lay on their stomachs not really looking alive. The Equestrian soldier lays sprawled partly on the ground and partly ontop of a step to a house. His rear legs are stretched all the way out, his mouth is open, and one foreleg reaches out as if to grasp something. Most have a black streak coming down from each visible eye. Water in a well has a sickly blackish hue to it, and looks unpalatable. In the skies above the clouds are thick and seem to move quickly with fast winds, as lightning comes down in multiple points. Above the clouds, above all, are the ghostly horses, dancing around. But even below, ponies dance. A number of ponies dance around the structure on the left side, around a fire. The mare moves a hoof up towards the sky. To her immediate right, sitting on the ground, is a new pony: a foal, very young, who couldn't be older than a yearling. As in the panels before, the Tiger wearing pony is not far away. But he stands proudly, sword raised to the heavens. So too do the other armed ponies stand proudly, swords raised.
Panel 6, same location. To the left is the village, but it is completely empty. There is nothing growing in the fields, no water in the well, and no livestock nor ponies. In the center, however, is a different scene. This panel depicts a battle, largely ontop of the hill. Ponies in the hides of predators, or with no armor, or with shoulder plates, clank their swords against the plate armor of Equestrian soldiers who wear their metal helmets, and who in turn thrust their spears back. And here is our Tiger wearing pony, joining in the battle, and swinging his sword. A few archers join in down the hill, but over towards the structure, a few ponies huddle. Some look thin, or even sick. Some look scared and hold onto the ponies next to them. But the mare in the headdress stands tall and confidently, looking over towards the hill with no expression of uncertainty. A yearling, now identifiable as a filly, stands next to her, and leans against her shoulders. The other robed ponies likewise stand. But far above, on the left side, the clouds dissipate, and rays of sunlight shine in. Over to the left one horse figure rides through the sky, but he seems to be heading further left and off the panel.\r
>>101199>>101193Panel 7 is the final panel. There are far fewer ponies in this one. There is no life in the village, no great battle on the hill, an no sign of the tiger wearing pony nor any other hide-wearing pony. The skies above are perfectly clear, with no sign of cloud, and a bright sun's rays stretch across the panel. Part of the structure that was wooden on the far left is gone, burned down, and what remains is recognizable as the temple entrance seen above, with large basalt blocks. There are not as many ponies in robes in the center, nor as many unclothed-ponies there. Four ponies look on as the headdress wearing pony uses her two hooves to plunge a dagger into her stomach, and their heads face down. The four idols sit in the back as they did before.
Over on the left, past the hill, are several unclothed ponies. All look thin. They walk up to two ponies wearing Equestrian armor, and the two in the lead prostrate themselves. Along with this group of ponies is the yearling filly, slightly larger than in the last painting. She is behind in the group, towards the right, and carries a couple feathers. But she does not look to the left, towards the soldiers. She looks to the right at a sight she could not see, beyond the hill and at the temple entrance.
Anyone here?
Also, posting a cute agrarian pony.
>>101201Had an unannounced nap. Now trying to catch as much info as I can about this lore piece dropped on me.
>>101202At the very least, the lore makes me feel as if me coming up with 1,000+ years of lore for Severyana is fairly normal.
It kinda sucks that the Watertowns are nothing more than a pawn piece on the chessboards of the surrounding powers. Their leader is top qt3.14.
>>101200>>101199>,joining in the battle, and swinging his A few archers join in down to the hillNot sure if it's a typo of just missing a dot or an unfinished sentence.Iron looks on, amazed by the sight before him. He watched as the Earth Pony, tiger skin wearing stallion and his supposed mare face off against the Equestrian Army.
(Wait, why do these statues seem so familiar. Could it be that I am holding one of them right now?)
He focuses on the fourth panel's small idols, trying hard to identify their shapes and if they're the ones Iron and Co. were currently carrying.
After that, he carries on reading about the demise of the seemingly powerful empire over their supposed overconfidence.
"It seems they thought to have won the war due to the idols, but failed," he mutters out loud, "what a tragic disgrace they have fallen into."
He makes note of the filly standing next to the female leader of the Empire as well as how the robed mare essentially stabbed herself behind her.
"Was it a pony sacrifice to them?"
He then notices how the filly was suspiciously doing something different.
"It seems either her mother did not want her daughter to witness her death or someone betrayed somebody."
He check around him to see if Pear is currently reading this to see how right he was processing the information in front of him, walking towards the third big slab that was laying on the ground and turning it around to see what was missing from this story.
I sure hope you can abide by my continuous posting for this one.
>>101205By continuous posting I mean continuous acts of action declaring in the same post.
>>101205>IdolsWhether the idols in the painted reliefs are one for one, the exact same idols as Iron now possesses is impossible to know. What can be determined is that they do indeed seem to be idols to the
same deities as Iron possesses, or at least, take the same animal forms. A dog, a turkey, a jaguar, and a pony skeleton.
The third panel lays upright on the ground. It features the same setting as panels 1 and 2 - the city - and the same individuals. What is new, however, is one pony: an Alicorn. She wears gold regalia, and has a heavenly mane, but isn't much more ornately dressed than the other ponies in the image. Though she has no headdress, the sculptor has chosen to display rays of sun emanating from behind her head in a radial pattern resembling a headdress. She stands tall beside but not on the steps that lead to the throne, and looks down to the pony below her. The pony on the throne, who wore his great headdress of feathers and turquoise, now bows before the alicorn, descending from his throne to stand before her. The Equestrian soldiers bow likewise, though some, like the soldier who stood out in front as the evident leader in panel two, bow their heads, but not their full bodies. Most of the other ponies in the image, who are not clothed, or wear ordinary civilian clothing, likewise bow to the Alicorn. A number of small columns tip over, and an idol can be seen crashing to the floor, and cracking in two. Above the city, the sun shines with bright rays, and the rays from the sun in the center link with the rays emanating from the Alicorn. But over on the right side of the image, many familiar ponies, our mare with the headdress, and the Tiger hide wearing sword wielder, do not bow before their new God Empress, nor do several other robe wearers and sword wielders, nor a few unclothed ponies. Their reactions very from horror, to disgust, to fear. Most, including the mare and stallion that become the centers of the later panels, turn their heads away.
>>101204So, about
>>101197 and
>>101198
>>101207So Celestia herself probably caused the attack. How scandalous!Iron is dumbfounded.
(A pony with wings
and horn? What is this I am seeing? Why would the Empire's leaders act so hostile to begin with? Did she try to placate them with peace, knowing that reliance on technology is bound to weaken their spirits? Did she simply waltz in and declared war?)
Iron was quite confused at this new revelation, rubbing his temples.
Pear looks at Iron, then at the painted reliefs, then back at Iron.
"Critical Theory - My department head at the University - wrote that there is a new consensus as to what happened in the Equestrian integration of the Southern Ponies... They say that viceroy Valiant Cello sent in High View to bring the independent Marexica ponies to heel, and then when a portion of them did not submit, crushed them violently. They say that Hummingbird Feather was kept as a nominal vassal to justify the conquest as a prisoner of High View. They say that the disaster that followed in the Tenochtitlan basin, the drought, the storms, and the cocoliztli was caused by Equestrian mismanagement and indifference. They say the cocolitzi was caused by Equestrians moving the natives closer together, and among new livestock, which, combined with drought forcing fewer and more contaminated water supplies, caused bacterial outbreaks. They say the bad weather was caused by Equestrian weather control taking over a carefully balanced southern ecosystem. They say all of this happened under the watch of Celestia, who herself forced the Southern ponies to assimilate culturally and forced them to become part of her empire."
She seems a little emotional, not really to the point of tears, but perhaps halfway there.
"But that is not what this says here. The Marexica were a proud and culturally productive herd, and they were independent and prosperous in the generations after the fall of Quetzalcoatl. But they were not bullied by Equestria the way the revisionist historians say they were. The Marexica were very religious. They saw nature as controlled by a number of deities. When they saw that the Goddess of Sun and Light herself appeared before them, they recognized her as the head of the natural order. Hummingbird Feather was not kept hostage as a political prisoner by Equestrian conquerers..."
She points her hoof at the third panel on the ground
"When he saw Celestia, he saw her for who she was, She who brings the Sun, and who can instill harmony in ponies. He willingly accepted her as Suzerain over his Kingdom, and the majority of his ponies did as well."
Her eyes look over to the right, towards panels 4 and on
"But the Marexica were a proud and religious herd... The Neighuatl pantheon has a number of Dieties in it, both light and dark, good and evil. To them, all were gods, and masters of the Universe, and ponies were subservient to all. Equestrian religion, though perhaps possessing a greater claim to good and the light, has no place for Darkness nor Evil. Many of the idols of the Marexica were destroyed, and this change in religious practice, as well as other societal changes and subservience to foreign rulers caused unrest in a portion of the population, especially among the priesthood and the military, who didn't fit in well after the changes the Equestrians brought. They saw their culture and country as being subverted and destroyed. So they fled to their hideouts in the hills and in the caves.
There, they once again prayed to their gods, the gods who had their idols smashed, and prayed for them to take vengeance on the invaders and the traitors. When they saw the Cocoliztli and the drought, they must have thought their prayers had been answered - whatever the true cause. So they resisted, and waged a guerilla war against the Equestrians. But the Equestrians had faith in their own God to carry them in battle, and what is more, they had steel. And Equestrian faith, blood, and steel lead them to victory over the rebels. The last rebels either surrendered, or committed suicide. And that's what in this temple. Not Hummingbird Feather and his treasure - he's under a cathedral in Tenochtitlan - but the last free pony of the Marexica. She decided to die rather than to surrender, and her followers buried her here along with the idols of her lost religion"
\r
>>101210Iron nods.
"An honorable demise, I would say."
But Iron's ropes started to be pulled in thought.
"Although I feel like the clouds raining lightning is quite familiar, seeing how the mare with the big gun died. The circumstances seem similar..."
>>101213Pinche marica
More like mareica, amirite?
>>101214*Pon(y)che mareicaftfyThese horse puns are endless.
>>101215Mare is the ultimate pun master key.Marexico, Ausmarelia, Polmare, etc. You get my point.
>>101216I would have gone with "Austrotlia".
>>101217That's because I want to show the power of the word mare in pun creation.Great Maretain, Swemare, Normare, Switzmareland, Maretugal, Jamareica, Armaretina, Marezil.
>>101218Kinda pushing it with Swemare and Normare, there. Let's see, there's Maretana, North Mareolina, South Mareolina, Tamareipas, Nuevo Mareon, Mareizona...
>>101219>pushing itMare fits with anything and everything!Sunmare Shimmer, Twilight Marekle, Starmare Glimmer, Rainmare Dash, Marekie Pie, Limemare Pie.
>>101220Eh, "Mare" is only one slice of the horse pun pie. I mean, you've got "Colt" in Coltorado, "Filly" in Fillydelphia, "Foal" in New Braunfoals, "Stallion" in Stalliongrad, "Trot" in Trottingham, "Hoof" in Hoofston...
>>101221Trust me. Mare has a lot more flexibility than those other pun words you've mentioned.
>>101222There's also "Hay" in Haywai'i, "Mane" in Manehattan. And this is all not including the other horse puns, like Nicker or Fetlock, or all of the other places that are literally just horse puns in and of themselves, like Van Horn.
>>101223The amount of other possible options is half the number of available words to pun it up with mare. It's a be all end all pun that always works
>>101224There's also "Oat" in Oatlahoma, "Tail" in Tailahassee. Other puns include Winter Hayven, Haynes City, Oatkeechobee, Coral Haybales, Manebourne, Maneticello, Colttahoochee, Pensacolta, Applechicola, Tarpony Springs, Cape Romaneo. And all of those are just names of places in Florida, alone.
>>101225Applechicola could also be named Applechicolta if you wanted to go with the double pun.
>>101226That's what griffon lovers would say, because their words can't be used to pun as effectively.
>>101229Reeeeee read my long life pieces Appreciate themShit takes like two hours to type
>>101232Well fuck you too then
>>101233I think we may need some context before we resort to insults.
>>101233Where the hell did that come from? I'm genuinely curious what it is you're referring to, because this >>101230 was your second post of the day. I don't see anything about "long life pieces".
>>101236Retardation =/= craziness
>>101237Hey, I represent that statement!
*Read my long lore pieces
Do you fuckers understand me now?
>>101239Ah, so that's what you meant. Whoops.
Don't worry, I read the lore pieces.
Was it autocorrect that made you put life instead of lore?
>>101239We did read them. Calm the fuck down, Jesus Fucking Christ. Where the fuck did all this come from?
>>101240Well I know
you did because you clearly acknowledged them
>>101241Again, fuck you too
>>101242You know what, I'm going to go so you can cool down and think about exactly
what the fuck you think I did that would deserve you telling me "fuck you".
>>101242>>101243Now's not the time to go full ape mode, you two. That's my role, not yours.
In any case, GM is signalling that Silver, the player, haven't really achknowledged a lore piece he worked on and is currently angry about it. Try to analyze the GM's recent responses for any interesting tidbits that stand out as important lore-wise.
>>101244*shrugs*
I don't know what to tell ya. I came here, we had a pun-off, then he starts going off on us for no reason. The last thing of lore he wrote was for Iron, and I thought it was pretty good. I'm sorry if he needed verbal confirmation, but as Silver wasn't involved in that scene and I couldn't think of anything else to comment or add beside "bretty gud" I declined from commenting.
So, that leaves me with thinking he either is looking for comments on the lore piece he wrote for Iron's dream, or he wrote something and it didn't post to the actual site.
>>101245I feel this is not only not acknowledging the lore piece presented by Iron, but a combination between our confusion over his comment as well as other stuff IRL we shouldn't really know about. Maybe work stress or a heated family argument.
Try not to let an anonymous person on the Internet using harsh language shock and disturb you, for it only breeds more harsh language that only makes things worse. No matter if the person didn't properly communicate his message or you don't understand the message being sent, don't retaliate with your own swear words and aggression.
My case should be enough testament of that.
>>101246That all comes with a caveat, that you shouldn't just come out and tell someone "fuck you" and expect them to take it well. I especially don't take getting cussed out well. If it's a misunderstanding, or IRL drama, I get it, I know how that can impact how you reply online, but it's at that point where you need to take a step back, just like how I have to learn to take a step back in moments like this.
And could you not talk down to me, please? I apologize if you aren't, it's just that with everything going on it comes across as such to me.
I have no idea what case you're talking about, but alright?
>>101247An understandable claim. No one wants to be badmouthed. However, shitflinging is going to slow down the game and cause other players discomfort. GM was the firestarter, but you don't have to be the fuel to spread it, even though the spark is tempting to pick up.
Trust me. I am only interested in resolving the current issue because it's going to halt the current story progress as some time is needed to deal with these sort of situations, and I'm not talking down to either you or the GM since it would go against the primary objective of making amends and restore order to keep playing.
I'm the guy who basically first shit talked a character enough to almost have her killed due to my poor tact. We both know the character we're talking about.Hint: You're currently infatuated enough to date.
>>101248Fair enough, I suppose. You have a good point.
Oh, right, I remember seeing that when I first joined.>>101242Sorry for the misunderstanding, there. Yes, I did read the lore you wrote for Iron, and I thought it was pretty good.
So, seeing that there's apparently not going to be anything else going on tonight...I guess I'll see you guys tomorrow?
>>101256He's an imposter, I'm the REAL Eeeeee!
Does anypony want to play?
>>101258I'm always up to play.
>>101256>>101257I know how to find out who is the real BriEEEE.
>>101259It's the same guy, 2 IPs
>>101260Aww. What am I going to do with all of these mangoes, now?
>>101261Reee, I don't have all my reaction images on this device Xp
>>101261Besides, those mangos aren't fully ripe yet
>>101262Awwww. Poor Eeeee. Here, have a mango.
>>101264Better. So last time, the Lings were guilt tripping Brie about wanting to go outside (fuggin Hunchback of Notre Damme and shit), how are we doing?
>>101263>>101263Would a real batpony even care?
>>101265Yes. That's exactly right. Brie was pondering the merits of taking two small children into an alien city while he intends to do criminal work with unsavory characters, or locking them up unattended inside of a small room
>>101266No, he already determined that he was better off keeping them close, that way he at least knew what sort of shit they were getting him into.
>>101267Very well then. Proceed with caution
>>101268So assuming Sparks isn't joining, Brie would try to find a pawn shop or a (((merchant))) who might accept such goods without too many questions
>>101269If he's looking for Griffins, he may be disappointed. Baltimare is by the Ocean, and thus is easily accessible to Griffin immigrants. Bales... not so much
>>101270Who said Griffons? I said (or implied) unsavorable merchants with questionable ethics who might turn a blind eye to unregisterd merchandise (or worse, merchandise that might resiter badly)
>>101273A nice enough pawn shop with a charcoal gray earth pony. Not really any sign this shop buys and sells firearms, but who knows
>>101275"bleib nah Jugetiere". Brie enters the shop
>>101275Is there anything I'm missing from
>>101197 and
>>101198 in order to make the bombs I'm wanting to make?
>>101276“What can I do for you?”
The pony asks
>>101278"Hello my good stallion. I was hoping to see what you have in the form of armor."
>>101279That’s a roll-die if ever there were one
>>101280What do you mean? I just wanna see if they have body armor?
"He's lying, he thinks this is gonna blow up in his face"
YOU'RE NOT PART OF THIS GAME!
"Oh no? GM, check test"
God dammit
>>101281But there is nothing on test...
ROLL. DIE!
>>101284"... Take a look around back"
[1d20 = 7]>>101285I ain't goin' out there nigga
>>101285IF you're still there, the response was given yesterday.
[Pyrotechnician Horse Noises]
>>101290Don't blow me up, bro.
>>101292My nose hath been booped!
My pride has been shattered!
>>101294Seizure-like pony noises
>>101296Darn it. You better quit your booping before I fall unconscious.
>>101298I warned you, you persistent human!
>>101300boops gunAh ha! I have shamed your gun with a boop!
>>101301You won't shame me!
>>101302Ow! You big meanie! You better apologize for your transgression or else I'll...
Uh...
Do you dislike getting very salty japoneighse peanuts?
>>101304Passing time.
Are you ready to continue?
Last post should be
>>101211
>>101211Pear: “What do you mean?”
>>101306"The idols looks similar enough and, according to this, it used the power of the dead to do supernatural things." his eyes narrow in thought, looking slightly upwards. "I think. I am not too far off, am I?"
>>101304I'll be around to continue Brie's adventure of WTF have I gotten myself into this time in an hour or so
>>101307She blinks, but then answers
“They believed their gods could be called upon to avenge slights, and they believed their gods had control over many parts of nature”
>>101308In the last episode’s adventure, Brie was noping his way out of going to the back of a pawn shop
>>101302>>101303>>101304>>101308You thought you were safe...
But you weren't!
No snootendootle is safe when I'm around!
MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
>>101311Anyways, I'm still curious about the validity of
>>101197 and
>>101198. Would Silver be missing anything from his shopping list to be able to make some bombs?
>>101312What kind of fertilizer, and how do the detonators work?
>>101304>>101311You Getting booped
>>101313I'm not a pyrotechnician, nor even just a pyromaniac like my dad. I don't know how bombs work.
>>101315I would assume the fertilizer would have to have a high nitrate-content, and the detonator...well, again, I don't know. Something simple, maybe? Just something to light a spark.
>>101317Might be pushing it, but could you please help me out a little with this? Bomb-making isn't exactly something you can search freely online, and while I know a little bit of physics, having a mechanism interact with something explosive or inflammable is out of my league.
>>101318I mean, I could, I’m just not sure if I
should. It’s all part of the quid pro quo of taking certain classes. A rogue or wizard normally would be the explosives expert, while a fighter would not be. After all, a rogue is seriously threatened by a single bullet as it could reduce their health to where the next one could be fatal. A fighter, however, can take many shots.
Maybe with a high enough craft role?
>>101319So, you want me to roll a 1 now, or later?
[1d20-1 = -17]>>101321Incoming natural 1.
>>101322It looks like Silver's years of service have done him well. He can craft lower intensity explosives
>>101324That's a pleasant surprise, to be sure. So, supplies for 4 fragmentation bombs: is that doable?
>>101326Then that would be next on Silver's list.
>>101327And that would be a relatively simple process, though finding something like Ball bearings might be a little harder
>>101328Knowing that this will most likely be a natural 1, can I roll Search to find an obtainable source before going with my plan-B of how to acquire them?
>>101329Hmmm.... What is plan B?
>>101330Honestly? Just ask nicely around some automotive and bike shops to see if they have any ball bearings they can sell.
>>101331Plan C is to see if Yo-Yos in this universe have ball bearings in them, and to buy a shit-ton of them if they do.
>>101338Are you going to boop her?
>>101340Heavens no. Its complicated. But no. That was for Dark Star.
But I am still hoping GM returns.
>>101341>But I am still hoping GM returns.Same.
>>101344*
poke*
GM, is that you?
>>101347Not sure if it's possible, but can we have a basic schedule, to know when you're likely to be on during the week?
[2d20+11 = 26]>>101347"You don't have anything available up front? Then I'm not interested."
Brie turns to leave.
Frogging knives, sleight of hand
>>101348I’m available all of tomorrow and probably much of Sunday, but not late at night nor in the midday. Next week I’ll probably be available like 7 PM to midnight, and sometimes can post before then
>>101349“Alright then”
Brie exits the store, not seeming to be followed
>>101331A white earth pony at a bike shop has this to say
“Not many ball bearings are available, and prices are through the roof. I know that plane landing gear factory uptown always gets the first shipment, and the truck factory gets second priority...”
>>101350"Wir sollten zurückgehen. Mir gefiel nicht, wie dieser Ladenbesitzer reagierte."
Brie whispers to the Lings.
>>101350That's handy to know, thanks."Good to know, thank you for information." Second stop on his quest for the elusive ball bearings: the uptown plane landing gear factory.
>>101351Wesley: “In Ordung”
Kerr: “Warum sollten wir zurückgehen?”
>>101352Small green pony, also Earth pony, with ruffled looking fur outside factory gates
“What do you want?”
>>101353Here is hoping he will cooperate. "Ball bearings. I heard they are at premium, and that you might have some."
>>101354“Well yes, we use them to complete our orders”
>>101355"Do you have any spare I might be able to purchase?"
>>101355Dark Star and Blue were Riding towards colton hill right?
>>101357Yes. This area of town is on the west side, a little to the north. It’s higher class, and it’s buildings are a bit older, tending to have a “historical” look to them. It’s mostky red brick town homes that are several stories tall, though there are some shops, and they pass the old Temple of Boreas with its white marble walls and golden domes
“Where did you want to encounter them?” She asks
>>101356“Not really, we order them as we need them, so any we don’t use this week, we just use next week”
[1d20+3 = 8]>>101358Sense Motive: Silver tries to get a feel for if this pony might be able to be...persuaded...to suddenly "misplace" some of those unused ball bearings.
>>101359Accent is local, looks like he’s been working in rough or tiring conditions, and he speaks to Silver in that sort of “this is what I am supposed to say” voice of disinterest that is more common in the service sector
>>101360Hmm... Silver wonders to himself why these ball bearings are so damn rare. "And you do not know of any...misplaced...boxes of ball bearings, or where they might be found?"
>>101362Silver pulls out 100 Bits-worth of notes, making them apparent to the pony working. "
Absolutely sure?"
>>101358Dark Star Whistles
"Nice Place"
"I Was hoping we could catch them in between Buildings."
>>101363“Perhaps a box or two may be lost in transit” he says
>>101364“Well, they are cops. They would head back to station, do paperwork there, then leave if they aren’t called into action again”
>>101365"You never know when logistics will make mistake like that." Silver gives the notes to the stallion, and pulls out another 100 to show him. He nods to the pony, hoping his intentions have been made clear. "Never know when something might just simply
disappear into ether..."
>>101367He nods
“How many are we talking about?”
>>101368"Two, if you can. One will be fine if it is not possible, but I will throw in bonus for both."
>>101369“Two then”
He brings out two boxes, weighing at least 5 pounds each, of the silver spheres
>>101370Silver takes the boxes gladly and gives the worker an additional 200 Bits, bringing the total for this acquisition to 300. Probably more than he would need to spend, but he has the Bits, and a little generosity shown to such a diligent worker never hurt anypony. "Here, you look like you have worked hard today. Treat yourself when you get off for me, okay?"
>>101366"Perhaps we can Ruse them, Maybe We Can Trick one into thinking that i have been stabbed. Then we can interrogate one."
>>101371“Yes sir”
>>101372“Tell me what you want to do”
>>101373"You have yourself good day, now." Silver sets the ball bearings in his cart with his other recently-acquired equipment. Now all he needs is to buy the rest of the materials he needs for these bombs, and buy the materials he'd need for some wooden barricades.
>>101374Okay, so what shall he buy?
>>101375For the bombs: high-nitrate fertilizer, diesel, plenty of nails, and four coffee cans.
For the barricades: a set of basic construction tools (hammer, screwdriver, saw, tape measurer, etc.), nails, screws, railroad spikes, l-brackets, and enough 2x4s for three different barricades.
He's also going to buy two bottles of whiskey: one to steady his nerves before, and one to celebrate after.
>>101376Oh, and the stuff he'd need to make the detonators for the bombs, so they go off when the tripwires they're attached to are tripped.
>>101373"I'll Go Act Like i've Been Stabbed you Go in and lead Them out to me. Bring Only one if you can."
>>101309He turns to Pear with that pensive expression, thinking there's a connection. "Is it simply a 'belief', Pear, or is it a hidden power these idols have? If the bandit knew about this power, it would explain even further why he would want to pursue something that might as well be a myth to the average pony. Do you not think so?"
>>101376Well, that’s quite a lot of material. Approximately 100 bits
>>101379“Well, if they believe it, it doesn’t matter if it is true or not. It would affect them all the same.”
>>101378“Sp you want to encounter them before they go to the station?”
>>101380Iron nods with a worried expression.
"I fear that they may be right in believing they have this amount of power. We are still missing some of them, and they may both have it and know how to use them. It could spell doom for everypony."
>>101381“The scholars don’t take the old gods seriously, saying they are nothing more than superstition. Certainly my colleagues didn’t. And the Marexica certainly didn’t believe they could be directed around like peasant levies marched by a feudal lord. They believed the dark gods to see themselves above Equines, they themselves the lords over serfs. They act for their own pride and power.”
>>101382Iron hums to himself.
"I shall take your word on the matter. Hopefully you are correct in asserting they cannot use their power."
He decides to look around some more for any ways to continue further into the cavern or anyother eyecatching thing in this tomb.
>>101380Indeed it is, but it's all part of the plan. 100 Bits it is.
Silver has one more stop to make: the Cathedral. He's going to stop there and meet with the Father, ask for some last bits of information that might help him.
>>101383Inside of the sectioned off room, some cases exist to the side, as well as the remains of a sword - the wood rotted away by time, but the obsidian flakes as sharp as they were centuries ago - some other pieces of military fanfare like a shield (rotted in the center, but with gilded edges remaining - and far in the back, a gold idol upon a pedestal
>>101385Silver is able to walk in simply. A certain fairly chubby older colt in religious clothing comes in, and immediately starts to smile wide
“It’s you again!”
He continues smiling with his mouth open in part in excitement
“Uh, what was your name again?”
>>101386Iron's eyes focus on the far away gold idol on a pedestal, wondering if it's one of the set he currently has two of.
He closes the distance carefully, as to not disturb anything else along the way.
(Maybe this is the third idol that can be used to call upon powers.)
>>101386Silver smiles at remembering the energetic colt. "It is Silver, Silver Sword. I was hoping to speak with Father. I have couple questions I hope he can help with."
>>101387The idol is fairly ornate, more so than the others, made of Gold, or at least, is entirely gilt. It is a statuette of an Equine Skeleton, with open rib cage and eye holes
>>101388"Let me go get him!"
Slow Burn bounces off
"Father! That sword pony wants to see you again!"
"Alright alright, I'm here"
From the door in the back, Father Maren walks slowly into the room, and takes his glasses off his face, carefully placing them in the pocket of a robe. He addresses Silver
"And what brings you back, dear child?"
[1d20 = 16]>>101389Iron thinks he remembers Pear saying that one of the idols was of an equine skeleton back when they cleared the bandit camp.
He decides to check the pedestal for anything that could be identified as a trap.
Spot roll
>>101390The idol seems to have been placed there carefully as a respectful hiding place - or resting place - to sit indefinitely. No trap is apparent
>>101389Silver bows to the pony in front of him. "Thank you for seeing me, Father Maren." Standing up, Silver pulls out Curwhinny's silver locket. "I wanted to know what you know about liches, and phylacteries, as you seem to be quite knowledgeable on these sorts of matters."
>>101391Iron decides not to grab the idol out of respect.
(Perhaps I could find the other resting places for the other two idols we have in our inventory. That should be more than enough to grab some of the gold here in exchange.)
He smiles and nods over it, eager to get some of this precious, Cauldron-saving gold.
>>101393Again, the options for treasure don't quite look like they are quite up to the level of a proper treasury. But even with that, there are more than a few items of obvious value. Vases and chalices of gold. Pendants and ear rings studded with emeralds, turquoise, and topaz. Golden face masks. A larger circular... something, that is gilded and covered in a large amount of writing. There is one empty pedestal
>>101392His eyes go wide at this
“And what am I looking at”
Referring to the locket
>>101395"This...is Joseph Curwhinny's phylactery. He is still around, albeit sealed away in stone coffin. He did indeed manage to turn himself into lich, before group of militia ponies raided catacombs underneath his farmhouse and sealed him away in that dark, dank place. Even I, who was raised like Earth Pony and did not receive much training in magic, can feel his presence near where he lay."
He holds the locket out for Maren to inspect, should he so choose. "I am hoping to put him to his long-overdue rest, so that he might be reunited with his beloved family he lost long ago."
>>101394Iron understand this is not the main crypt but the prospects of getting gold are not lost on him.
(Maybe we could drop most of the guns we picked up. I only need my precious hooves.)
His head leans forwards, kissing one of his forelegs in a narcisstic display of self-affection with a cocky grin on his face.
He looks to the empty pedestal.
(Perhaps I can place the dog idol there.)
Walking over there to do so, he attempts to remember what was the second idol retrieved by Pear.
>>101396Father Maren nods, but he does not pick up the locket
"We'll put him to rest, if such a thing can indeed await him, however we have to do it."
>>101397The second idol is a large Jade Turkey, seemingly made out of a single giant glob of Jade, or at least, several pieces well put together.
>>101398Figuring that the dichotomy between the golden equine skeleton with the dog idol works better than a turkey in his head, he pulls out the dog idol and places it on the pedestal.
>>101399The Stone Dog (black Marble) sits well on the pedestal
>>101400Iron smiles to himself.
(That should make the gods happy. I should keep on searching for the main treasury before I grab any gold though, including beating down the bandit leader threatening us currently.)
>>101398Silver nods right back, taking back the locket. "Do you have any ideas on how that may be done, or any general information on liches and these phylacteries?"
>>101401There cavern continues slightly, but definitely narrows
>>101402"Aye. Burn incense to repel the harshest of the evil spirits, then, destroy the physical entity of the phylactery with with a magical sword. Then, the real work of cleansing with Holy Water and prayer may begin.
To become a lich is to separate one's soul from one's physical body, and to bind one's soul with the physicality of another object. It is a terrible, cynical prospect that often shatters what parts of your soul you could otherwise take to the other world. I don't know
precisely how it is done, as that information is kept deep under lock and key in the Canterlot archives. It is often said that in order to split your soul from your body, you must commit a horrific act to fracture yourself. Some say you must shatter yourself spiritually and emotionally by sacrificing what you love. In some versions of the stories, the process is magical and available only to the most practiced of unicorns. In other versions, an alchemical process is involved. What is certain is that the process binds the spirit to the physical realm in a vessel generally less corruptible than the equine body, but at a cost."
>>101403Iron calls over to his mare companions as he walks further in the cavern.
"Let us keep moving. We must still deal with the bandit leader."
(Hopefully my body can squeeze through this narrow path.)
>>101380"Yes, it would most likely be better, and assuming they leave their weapons at the station, it would be safer.
>>101403Silver nods again. "Joseph Curwhinny lost entirety of his family to plague, in event that would lead to him originally pursuing necromancy in first place, and he was quite skilled with both magic and alchemy if numerous alchemical materials I found in catacombs and process he used to create ghasts are anything to go by. I can see how he originally became lich in first place." He glances back to his beloved greatsword. "While my sword is not in-and-of-itself magical, I do have couple of vials of Magic Weapon oils. Should I coat its blade blade in oil prior, will it suffice in destroying this phylactery when I am ready?"
>>101406*just one "blade", there
>>101404>>101404Not so narrow, but when he goes through, he can see what this area is. To both left and right are holes carved into the cavern walls in small arches, some of them sealed. On the ground are vases, these ones being fired clay pots.
There are some treasures here that have clearly been lost to time. Decayed bits of organic matter are strewn along the floor in little piles, and one may speculate that they were once ornate robes, tapestries, wooden statuettes, or rolled up rugs. Bronze and copper have not fared much better. Small cups and head pieces of metal have been reduced to crusted blue-green flakes. Even silver earrings and statuettes are now coated in an unsavory black tarnish. Gold alone shines pristine in among the cave, in some areas the sole survivor of centuries of moist stasis. It alone testifies to the artistic mastery and wealth of the civilization whose last patriots are entombed here.
At the far end, leaning against a wall, is a number of obsidian shards around a pile of dust. Over top the pile is a set of hairs and decayed organic matter.
>>101405"Alright"
The taxi lets them off near the police station, a relatively modern building of beige stone facade walls, rectangular in shape and a couple stories tall, with a rectangular pyramid of bronze color in the center of the top.
>>101406The hell are weapon oils?
>>101408Iron is quite saddened by all of this wealth rotting away.
(Imagine how much more these items will sell for money?)
The eye catching obsidian shards around a pile of dust is a sight worthy of closer inspection.
(What kind of person would set shards like these around an ash pile? Maybe there are traps in here?)
He walks closer to it in an attempt to better see the scene.
>>101408Potions that you apply to your weapon, rather than drinking them. In this case it's an oil that applies the Magic Weapon spell effect to the weapon that the oil is smeared on, giving it a +1 enhancement bonus.
>>101409blunt on one edge, sharp on the other edge. They are all something like 5 centimeters wide, 4 centimeters long, and maybe 1 thick on the think side. There must be twenty of them. Some of the pile is recognizable as one wood, but it crumbles in the hoof and is covered in fungi. Ontop are a few scattered hairs and dried up animal skin
>>101406"Few ponies who turn to necromancy ever do so without some sort of strong provocation... You wouldn't rather use the order's sword?"
>>101408"Nice Architecture."
He Hugs Blue
Dark Star looks for an acceptable Area down the street a little to Feign being stabbed in
>>101411The closer inspection doesn't help much to poor Iron.
"What is this in front of me?"
>>101411"That would be useful, yes." Silver looks to the Father. "Father Maren, I seek to clear undead from Catacombs on this day, and put them to their final rest. I fully expect to either return victorious...or not return at all. When I return,
if I return, I would ask for your aid in putting Joseph Curwhinny to rest."
>>101412The area is not quite perfect for rape in a dark alley, at least in the mid morning. Never the less, there are some alleys nearby that go behind shops, and some backyards behind abandoned, artillery damaged homes
>>101413Pair walks right up to it and inspects it
“Looks like the remains of a sword, with something... animal skin? Draped over it
>>101414“Very well....”
He nods
“Go with Harmony”
>>101415Is anypony Around the houses?
>>101415This only confused Iron even further.
"Did they bring a dead animal in here to place as a trophy of some pony in here or did it sneak in here and got killed?"
He rubs his temple slightly. He didn't want to deal with predators inside a narrow corridor.
>>101416"Thank you Father, it is very much appreciated. Regardless, I have plans in place to turn tides in my favor in this coming battle. With Her grace, I will return." Silver places a hoof on Father Maren's shoulder. "May Sun's Light forever guide your hoofsteps."
>>101417In most instances there are houses nearby, and it is impossible to verify there is no pony in any of the houses. In one instance though, the backyard is against the blank wall of a community performance theater, and there could be any pony to see through at least portions of that area
>>101418“No... otherwise we’d see bones. It’s a skinned animal hide from some sort of prestige animal, probably treated to make it studier or last longer. It may have been a carpet, hung up as decoration, or even worn into battle by a soldier.”
>>101419“You don’t need any sort of help?”
>>101420Silver gives him an inquisitive look. "What kind of help?"
>>101420"Oh. That makes sense."
He smiles sheepishly.
"Nothing to worry about, then."
With that, he continues walking along the mostly rotted treasure save from that juicy, boner-inducing gold that could buy him absolutely anything he desired.
(Patience, Iron. We must make sure the bandits do no try to mess with the temple, put that the turkey idol in its proper pedestal and then we can take anything we desire.)
>>101420Dark Star Goes into the one that is against the theater
>>101421Before I do any big lore dump, what kind of help might Silver want, be looking for, or accept?
>>101422It looks that at this point, Iron has reached the length of the cave, at least the portion that is accessible to ponies
>>101425Iron hums in slight annoyance.
"Do I really have to dig my path through this place?"
He looks at the now too small passage that he should walk on, going prone to see if he can observe the treasury from here.
>>101424Really, he'd accept whatever help is offered, though he'd be hesitant to accept additional ponypower when compared to other forms of help.
>>101423Though the neighborhood is old, this house is older still, being a two story wooden building with black shingled roof of a colonial style architecture. What's left of it anyways... there is a massive hole on the second floor, and part of the ceiling to the first floor sags in. There are some boards around the doors, and plywood over at least part of the hole on the second floor, but it looks like this structure is at a hiatus for any sort of reconstruction. The house next to it, a new model, also looks abandoned, or at least unoccupied, and on still another side are brick walls of a shop. There is no guarantee that no pony could or would be looking into the backyard, as the fact remains that this part of the city is fairly dense with buildings. A small rocky path leads to the back yard, and the backyard itself is covered in high uncut grass and has one bird fountain.
>>101426There is a crack in rock that is kind of jagged, going down
>>101421"You know... we used to have military orders."
>>101429He looks unsure, yet intrigued. "Could you explain?"
>>101430"Aye. Warriors of Harmony under the institution of the Church."
>>101431"What happened to them?"
>>101428Dark Star looks inside the Building that he is currently in the backyard of
>>101433Through the back door, most of the living room seems to be clear floor, as if cleared of furniture. A chair sits along another wall, and it looks molded. Bits of wood and drywall lie along the floor on the far right side. Viewing through a hallway to the central foyer on the left, the front door is boarded up, even as this one has only one board along it.
>>101434Which Side of the First floor ceiling is sagging?
Dark Star carefully walks through the bottom floor and looks for the stairs.
>>101432He nods
"The Tribes of Earth Ponies, Unicorns, and Pegasi, fleeing a changing climate and ravaged by war and famine, fled to the southern part of Equus. When they found that the challenges facing them could be solved by unity and facing problems together, they united to create the United Tribes of Equestria - a new homeland for the Equestrian races. But though they stopped fighting with each other, they found that the threats from the outside did not cease. And though they were united by the principles of unity, friendship... and Harmony, they were disunited in culture, language, and on most levels, government. Yet there was one very clear unity between them all - that being the principle of harmony itself. The Church, what became its secular clergy - was founded to aid ponies in their spiritual development, and orientation towards harmony. Soon enough, they began running education for the youth as well. In a way, it was natural that they would take up defense as well. Various nobles raised their own levies, and cooperation between the nations of Equestria could be difficult. But the Church, alongside the pillars, was one of the only truly
Equestrian institutions.
Thus the first military order was founded to fight against threats from Griffins, Changelings, Yaks, Diamond Dogs, wayfaring Dragons, rogue sorcerers, heathen pony tribes, and the ever present dangerous wildlife. Often it was the military orders that strove southwards to unite the long detached ponies of Southern Equis in a Crusade to Unite the ponies under the Principles of Harmony and under the goddess of the sun. It was the church who integrated them, who made them Equestrian. Even as the United Tribes slowly started to centralize, and the Pegasi so often served as a professional soldiering class, the military orders welcomed all races who were faithful. And they fought for Harmony, whether on their own or alongside militias, levies, and Equestrian regulars, where ever Harmony called, from the halls of Hayfeather to the shores of Wingpoli, from the slopes of Mount Everhoof to the Dragon Sea. It was the knights of the church who proved decisive in breaking the enemy lines at the Battle of the Ubrum Cage. It was the mares-at-arms who held on against all odds against the mighty Arimaspi at Canter Creek. Knights escorted the Inquisitors as they scoured the caves and forests of the Windy River valley for the Windigo worshipers, and fought alongside Pegasi troops against the rebellion. Most of all, it was the Order who, in those early, critical years of Equestria, drove back the Disciples and their web-winged ilk to their caves in those dark days during and after the Civil War.
As Equestria united the South, with the Buffalo, Dragons, and Diamond dogs pushed back to their enclaves, and only scattered tribes remaining, their was no more need for large forces there. The Order's defeat at the Battle of Frozen Lake by the forces of Severyana marked the end of the Northern Crusade, and with it, the last large military operations independent of the Equestrian Military. Iron Shield's mutiny also did much to tarnish their reputation. The practice of banking and lending loans at interest among some branches even caused their expulsion in a few territories.
Moreover, as time moved on, there were fewer monsters to be slain, and fewer enemies to be conquered. Equestria had fewer enemies to fight, as it became more united, and more capable of defending itself. The many petty lords and nobles were slowly replaced by a central diet in canterlot. Feudal levies were replaced by a professional royal guard. Equestria became more harmonious and able to act as a collective. With the objectives of the Order achieved, it could retire and wither away...
Or could it? Even as large charges of knights were no longer necessary, great evil lurked in the darkness... Sorcerers practicing dark magic, necromancers, vampires, Changeling Succubi... Paladins of the Order were often called to track down and fight these threats where local law enforcement and militias could not locate or defeat them.
The last large free units of Knights were integrated into the Equestrian military during the Zebrican Bush and Boar wars. Most of what remained after that was mobilized to fight in the Army during the Great war. But even now, at least some resources exist for fighting against Evil."
>>101435The stairs exist in the entry foyer to the leftside. The ceiling sags in the room further to the left of the foyer, what seems to have been a dining room
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>>101436Silver is quite frankly in awe at having listened to such a story, especially one so closely tied to his beliefs. "They taught us at length about Celestialist crusades against Severyana when I was in school, and about our people's eventual conversion to Celestialism and Harmony...but I can certainly say I did not know history of Celestialism and the Church ran so deep." He remains stunned for a bit before continuing. "So, I suppose this brings us to today, and your offer of help."
>>101437He smiles
“If you believe you have this covered, you may be on your way. Please remember, be thorough. The undead can last centuries... what you don’t kill now, may rise again to threaten ponies far in the future”
>>101438Silver nods, feeling strangely more confident than he was even just a bit ago. "I will make sure there is not another left to threaten innocent ponies again in future. And when I return victorious, I hope you will help put this matter to rest once and for all."
>>101439He nods, smiling
“Very well then”
I mean, obviously I’d send along a Paladin or a Cleric, just so I could create a new character. But the only player that likes having a combat NPC along during quests is Iron... at least I think he likes it... so I’ll leave it be
>>101440Whoever said they don't like having Combat NPCs along for quests?
>>101441Well... you did, very explicitly just three hours ago in >>101427. Also an offer to do the same the last time a team went en masse to the catacombs was rejected. Ash, back when he played, explicitly said “no, questing is for PCs” when I asked if they wanted to bring along Black Cauldron on the warehouse quest so they could have a rogue to search for traps. The line pissed me off so much I didn’t tell them they went to the wrong warehouse the first time, and made damned sure there were traps when the went to the correct one. Also Dark Star didn’t seem too enthusiastic to take along Blue Skies for his current mission (realistically the blackhooves are not going to send a rookie alone to do this), and Silver never asked Dusty if he would accompany him (or if dusty could help with explosives, barbed wire... maybe a real machine gun...)
>>101442Not really a rejection, explicit or otherwise. Silver would be hesitant to put somepony else's life at risk like this, but he's not against the help. He'd just insist that whoever comes along to help would put their own lives above Silver's. The last time we went to the catacombs, we thought with the group we had we would be able to handle it: we didn't account for fire. And Dusty...gonna be honest, I didn't really think of that as an option. Also, dammit, why didn't I think of using barbed wire? Is it too late for Silver to get some?Anyways, if you want to make a Cleric or Paladin to send along with Silver, I'm perfectly fine with that. With Ash gone, Onyx basically gone, and half the party halfway across Equus, having all the help we can get would be, well, a help. Plus it means you get to play with us, and I feel like that just makes it that much more fun and interesting for you, which in turn makes it that much more fun and interesting for the rest of us.
>>101436Fantastic LoreDark Star goes halfway up and looks on the 2nd floor
>>101443Well, since the Baltimare region is essentially forest, there wouldn’t be as much barbed wire for sale as, say, further west, since there wouldn’t be as much pasture land. And I’m kind of surprised you never thought of barbed wire.Sometimes I don’t know exactly what to do with NPCs. For instance, that time Dark Star brought Blue Skies along in the catacombs I didn’t know what to do with her. Eventually I figured that she would parasitize the efforts of the group and try to advance the interests of her own faction, which lead to the book stealing>>101444To the right (formerly his left) part of the wall is replaced with plywood and stapled plastic. To the left is a wall of some sort of what is probably a bedroom. At the top of the stairs are three doors, one to the right, one in the center, and one on the left. There is an overturned table at the top
>>101445It just never came to mind. Kinda sad I thought of caltrops before barbed wire, but it looks like Silver wouldn't be able to find any, anyways.I suppose the only advice I could offer is to have the created NPCs and DMPCs act in-character. Like Blue did by stealing books from the catacombs and then hiring Silver to gather Curwhinny's research and finish stealing the books.
[1d20+5 = 10]>>101445Dark star listens for anything alive up here
>>101443>>101445Well, I don't know. You can have him do all of this alone. I do want to note that this is the last place in the story, at least for a while, that I can think of having a good reason for a friendly Paladin or Cleric... Unless in a world where mercenaries and adventurers are often hired to deal with magical wildlife, bandits, and ancient evils, the Church's Paladins serve as the warrior equivalent of a Public Defender's Office.. which is sort of what was implied, but still
A Warrior that isn't attached to the police or occupying military would come with a question though, and that is why they are still there when any able-warrior would have been eligible for the draft, and in any event should have volunteered to defend their homeland. As I have it now, New Mareland (and the Changelings) treat Equestria more like the occupied lands of a present enemy than an actually defeated country, and thus keep POWs and "disarmed enemy combatants" (surrendered soldiers at the end of the war) as prisoners, thus meaning that pretty much every pony that went to war didn't come back. So why is the Paladin or Cleric still around? Were they over the age of 35-45, and thus not eligible to join the war? If so, does that mean that they are old veterans, constantly talking about encounters with Vampires in Mareida, cultists in Hoofington, and other experiences, while experiencing severe anxiety at being possibly the last of their ancient tradition, and having been unable to save their country from Partition? Are they perhaps younger, but for whatever reason did not volunteer and missed their number in the draft, like if they were slightly disabled, too young, or too cowardly? If so, are they guilt ridden for not going to fight? Do they feel pressure to try to continue an ancient tradition of warriors for Harmony as old as the Princesses? Are they perhaps so obsessed with Dark Magic and fighting it that they didn't think the Great War was even the most interesting phenomenon... I don't know...
>>101447He doesn't hear anything, save birds chirping in the distance
>>101448Sounds like coming up with a new PC. I can wait if you want to come up with something.
You know, I imagine New Mareland keeping POWs will be what breaks them in the end, especially with the lack of military personnel they have in Equestria. If a well-armed enough Partisan group found a list of POW camp locations and organized a mass breakout, New Mareland would find themselves at the mercy of a large number of very pissed-off, elite veteran fighters.
>>101448He Goes Down the stairs,back into the back yard. and lies down in a corner.
>>101449Well... that's why they would remove them from Equestria. Send them oversees to either Metropolitan New Mareland or to the conquered Griffin territories to serve in work camps... When France surrendered in WW2, Nazi Germany kept the entire French army as prisoners, and shipped them to Germany to serve in work camps, and the same thing for Poland. What else are they going to do with 1 million very-pissed off, elite veteran fighters? Just release them back into the population? That sounds like a much quicker way of ending up with a bad result>>101450*poke poke*
"Dark Star?"
>>101451He opens an eye
"Yes?"
>>101452"Why are you lying down in a corner?"
>>101453This is Blue Talking to me right?"The Plan."
>>101451Either way, it doesn't seem like a good idea to keep POWs after a war has already been won. Just seems like it would serve to piss off the conquered population even more, and guarantee no end in sight to hostilities.
>>101454"Shall I fetch them?"
Yes>>101455Germany kept 1.8 million French Soldiers prisoner in WW2 until the end, mostly laboring in Germany, despite the fact that France surrendered and was a vassal state at that point. Even though Belgium surrendered, around 79,000 Belgian soldiers out of 225,000 deported to Germany remained in captivity in Germany until the end of the war. Despite the fact that Italy was an Ally, 1 million Italian soldiers were taken prisoner by Germany in 1943 upon Italian surrender, including 600,000 deported to Germany. Germany kept thousands of Polish POWs after that country surrendered, and in 1943, officially changed their status from POWs to "civilian workers" so they wouldn't be protected by the Geneva convention. Many of these were sent to concentration camps.
But enough of the little kiddie examples, let's get to the
real examples. When Germany surrendered at the end of WW2,
5 Million German military personnel were taken prisoner by Britain and America, in addition to the 2.6 million taken during the war. Because there were so many Germans flooding into the small American and British occupation zones from the Soviet expulsions in that time, there was no way the prisoners could be provided with sufficient food. So, Eisenhower had the status of these 5 million surrendered German soldiers - again, surrendering after the end of the war - listed as "disarmed enemy combatants" so they wouldn't have the rights of POWs under the Geneva Convention, and thus
they didn't have to feed them. These 7.6 million prisoners were not released until 1948 and 1949 - three years after the war ended. At least
790,000 German prisoners died in camps
after the war ended. The surrendered soldiers of Japan were also taken prisoner after the end of the war, and kept prisoner until at least 1947.
Another one, just for funsies - the Soviets took 200,000 Polish soldiers prisoner in 1939. In 1941, the Polish Government in Exile became an ally with the war with Germany. Yet the Soviets kept these soldiers prisoner until 1945.
There's a reason I use the phrase "Disarmed Enemy Combatants" in reference to the Equestrian Soldiers. It's because this while set of stories is based on historical events from human history, and I try to follow it and reference it where I can. And if history is troublesome, don't blame me.
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>>101456I'm not here to argue or debate with you. Not everything I say is an attempt to try to debate.
>>101457>>101456Okay, I have to make a correction here. There were probably not 790,000 dead in American and British camps after the war. The missing persons probably come mostly from hundreds of thousands of Volkstrum being released early, or older prisoners being released, and the actual death toll is probably only something like the 56,000 claimed by the German Office of Military History. Probably
>>101458Come on now, GM. You know Silver isn't trying to cause trouble. He's actively engaging in your lore and thought there might be something amiss in there since he cares.
>>101428Does this mean there's a path going downwards if I were to clear out the obstacle in front of Iron?>>101440I like to have Cauldron along with me. Gives me a nice safety net for when I fuck up, as well as spending some time with her. Having friends on your adventures is always nice and helpful, be it NPC or PC.Well, even love interests in this case wink winkAlthough I haven't been talking to her that much since I'm so focused on getting that treasure. Hopefully there is some amazingly valued treasure at the end to improve Cauldron's life.I-I'm totally chaotic neutral gaiz. Don't look at me like that!
>>101461>>101461There does not appear to be a navigable path going downwards, just a crack that water could fit through
"Looking for bats?"
Cauldron says, as she is inspecting pottery
>>101462Iron stands up with a huff.
"I am trying to find the path again. This place is a complex mess in its current state."
He gently pokes the narrow pathway in front of it to see if it budges.
>>101463Though the rock is not as strong as the best of limestone, neither does it move aside
>>101464Iron looks at the stone with a deadpan expression.
"Were there other paths to follow other than this one back at the mare's tomb?"
>>101465“I don’t believe so”
[1d20+6 = 25]>>101466Iron nods.
"Alright. I am going to try and open this up. Stand back."
He positions himself in front of the too narrow path and plants a
hopefully firm buck to widen the path forward.
Rolling max power attack unarmed strike.
>>101467The Rock shatters and cracks at the point of impact, and a crack runs now higher up. The room shakes slightly, causing dust and at least one stalactite falls to the ground and crashes on the floor. This scares the he’ll out of Pear, who jumps back
“What in Celestia’s name are you doing?!”
>>101468Iron stares at the taunting blocked path in front of him.
"I am trying to open this up, but it seems it will try to take us with it if I try again."
He sighs.
"I suppose this is why we do not see more recently dead corpses around here, because of the constant obstacles preventing access are here."
>>101469“No, Celestia damn it, this
is the end of line”
>>101470Iron doesn't buy it.
"We have only found the mare's tomb. What about the other one? He should still be here somewhere."
He decides to go prone and look under the slightly damaged blockade to see if something opened up.
"It must be hidden somewhere. It could be right after this small blockade."
>>101461>first partBasically this.
>>101471“Do you mean the military commander depicted in the frieze?”
She walks closer to Iron.
“He died before all of this was made. His body has long since rejoined the earth, and become one with his native lands”
She now comes now even closer, to the point where she is standing next to Iron. She picks up a piece of sharped obsidian from the long decayed sword
“This little decayed memorial is all that remains...”
There is no source of light inside. It looks like a crevice of eroded rock
>>101473Iron's, from his prone position, slackens, sprawling his legs around his body.
"So is this really it?"
His mind is currently processing the fact that the exploration's current payoff is substantially lower than he'd hoped.
"The tomb of Hummingbird is just ashes and shards?"
>>101474“Hummingbird never left Tenochtitlan”
>>101402“He’s still out there, you’d best believe.
What is it? Were you expecting mountains and valleys of gold? Tenochtitlan was
never as wealthy as advertised. With the line of Hayfeather only three generations old at the time of contact, the government lacked authority over some of its further provinces, needing lavish ceremonies, building projects like temples and canals to impress the populace, and a large standing army to put down rebellions and to repel incursions of the other neighuatl tribes with whom they shared the basin. When the Pegasi came, some of the wealth was seized by the conquerers as booty, tribute, or received in payment for foreign goods. Some, probably most, never left Tenochtitlan, with its various owners simply retaining it, or burying it. And only a portion was spirited away with the rebels in their flight to the Windy River Valley. They varied with them the robes, idols, ritual masks, and incense burners of their temples, and the jewelry and wealth of their noble families, but they could carry no more than what they could place on their backs, as they cantered out under cover of night. They hoped one day to take back the rest, and push out the foreigners and the puppet regime.
As the years dragged on, the rebels found that food mattered more to them than their trinkets, and no doubt much of their treasure was spent and dispersed in that time. And on top of all of that.”
Pear points down to an object to Iron’s right. It’s s lantern.
“Did you think you were the first to try to rob this ancient grave? Probably much of what could be carried easily has already been carried away. Only the danger of the jungle, the isolation, and the relative lack ways to carry heavy objects has saved this location. And besides, what else do you want?”
Looking over, Cauldron has taken the top off of a pot, revealing the pot is filled to the brim with gold coins. Cauldron herself is now jamming an iron tool into one of the sealed off portions of the wall - probably a grave - and smashing it. Pear decides to go for a physical demonstration and pick up one of the pots with her right hoof, and hold it up against her back. She pulls it up with an “ugh!” but finds that the weight is too great for her to sustain, and it slips down, until it falls. Only her hoof being in place to keep the pot upright prevents it from falling over, shattering, and spilling its contents everywhere. It makes a loud “clink!” noise as it falls in place to the ground, and Pear makes an “ook”
She returns to her description
“There are earrings, brooches, face masks, chalices, of gold, turquoise, and emerald. The frieze outside and the cal set wheels alone would go for a fortune to a private collector, and those aren’t even good. There is more here than you could possibly carry.”
She then stops her almost exasperated tangent, she says,
“Those stories of mountains of gold and vast wealth, were nothing other than stories. The creation of impressionable and adventurous young minds upon seeing the city for the first time, and of unscrupulous expedition leaders who wanted to trick adventurers into giving up their established lives to brave hot and disease ridden jungles, and to trick cautious governors... and deans, into giving the financial backing for risky expeditions.”
>>101477I think this is for me.Iron looks downcast as Pear dispells the myth that there is no big tomb full of hidden gold and the fact that there isn't a big climatic scene for him, but is ultimately content after seeing Cauldron open the vase and seeing it's full of coins.
(A good thing there is a lot of wealth in here. I did not want Cauldron to risk her life over nothing.)
He stands up, now with a calm, understanding smile.
"It was rather fun exploring the cave and learning its history. I guess deep down I did not want it to end at all and keep going deeper and discover with my own eyes what other secrets this temple hid."
(There is also the fact that we did not battle the bandit leader before reaching the tomb, which unnerves me a bit.)
He stands up, a little more energized over this new revelation, and picks up the pot that Pear took out.
"You are right. I was quite excited at this adventure, but my expectations were set too high. Still, this is an acceptable outcome. I thank you for your help and hope you have found the history behind this place worthy of writing."
He decides to walk over to Cauldron.
"How much more weight can be carried with the bags? If we do not have space for the spare guns we took, we can always leave them here except of course for your newly acquired coat shredder
SMG."
>>101478Shit. Wrong link thenPear is not quite placated
"There's a story they tell - I think it's apocryphal, but I repeat it anyways because of the moral - of a Pegasus of Highview's army who filled his bags to the brim with gold seized from a noble's mansion before Valiant Chello could order that the property of the natives be respected. He tried to fly his way out of the city, across the lake, but found himself too heavy to fly. So he tried to cross along rocks the natives used, but misjudged his ability to jump even small distances. He lost his footing, tripped and slipped into the lake, weighed down with gold. As he drown in shallow water, his comrades jumped in not to save him, but the gold he carried."
With this, Pear concludes
Cauldron looks over at Iron with her orange eyes. She has cracked open one of the rock seals. It is indeed a tomb, with no obvious wealth, and it looks like there were more pony bones crammed in their than the small size would imply.
"We have some space in my bag, but honestly my bags aren't
that big. I brought a tent, quite a few supplies, pots... but I wasn't expecting to carry too much back. I hope you can get some things."
>>101479Iron nods as Pear warns him not to be overburdened with greed.
(I do not think Cauldron will simply leave me to die. At least not because she would want to but due to my weight if a situation like that ever happened. Still, I should tread carefully for I could suffer his fate.)
After Cauldron's request to carry some stuff, he puffs his chest out in unabashed pride.
"My body can handle some weight. You can rely on me."
>>101480Cauldron smiles and nods, then places a hoof on Iron's shoulders
"That, I believe"
>>101481So, you decided on what you're going to do?
>>101481Iron's smile mixed with the slighest shade of red covers his face.
"Alright!"
With that, he looks over to the opened pot filled with gold and decides to test how heavy it is for his body
in lbs if possible since my sheet uses that
>>101482Um...
>>101483That one pot? At most 80 pounds, which I’m sure is well under what Iron could carry, and would be within Cauldron’s range if she didn’t need to carry much else
>>101484I'll take that as a no? I guess I'll give you some more time to think on it.
>>101484Iron doesn't feel
too heavy. In fact he felt like he could easily carry 5 of these at most.
"This is quite light, all things considered."
He proves his point by easily trotting in a small circle with the pot on him.
>>101486Caudron nods
“So what are you wanting to do? Take what you can carry and get out of here?”
>>101485Uh... what do you want? Making consequential decisions is difficult
Also material support is possible
>>101488Again, Silver would accept whatever support or help is offered, no matter what it is. I just want to know what you want to do so I can plan around that.
Be advised that I have trial tomorrow, and that I am heading back into work about now, so I will only be able to mane so many posts tonight
>>101489Um.... okay...
>>101490I'm more than willing to wait and give you time to think, if you want.
>>101487"That is pretty much the plan, yes."
Iron looks around for 4 more of the pot's weight and worth.
"I promised a big payoff and I am not going back on my word. Traversing this back across the bridge is going to be a challenge, though."
>>101492Iron is able to take at least 1 more pot. In the other room, iron can take a golden vase, and a chalice, and fill it with earrings, brooches, and the like. These can be tied to his back, and a mask lad atop it, using ropes Cauldron has
>>101493Of course, Iron takes the opportunity presented by his thoughts and starts walking over to the other room, looking towards Cauldron with two pots filled with valuables in it.
"I will bring the chalice and the golden vase back in here so we can fit some more valuables in there, but I will have to ask you to tie them to my body in order to secure it and not fall off."
He wonders what Pear's current actions, thoughts and position.
(I wonder if this discovery brought her some satisfaction.)
>>101494“Alright... what are you going to do if you encounter the bandits”
Caudron has some concern
Pear slinked off, first going to a jar of coins, picking some up and looking at the images on the obverse and reverse, until Cauldron’s staring drives her away. She goes to the sarcophagus at the center of the sepulcher, and looks down upon it for a while, placing her hoof along it. Then she goes to the guided circle with engraved images, and studies it for a while. Finally, she removes the jade turkey from her pack, and places it carefully on a pedestal
>>101495Iron considers it for a moment.
"I will definitely become slower so running may not be an option, but I am not sure how much bits each pot on its own costs approximately."
Iron, now feeling the weight of two pots reducing his speed to 20 feet per turn, ponders a bit.
"I am not sure about it. There is always the option to drop what I am carrying in order to fight against the bandits, along with your help by scouting ahead for enemies. However, by the chance I
have to escape from them, I probably cannot do so unless they are carrying some heavy equipment themselves or I drop all but one of the pots. We could try to sneak by them if we spot them before they do."
He nods at Pear's actions.
(It seems she will have a lot of information to look over. Good thing we helped her out with researching this place.)
>>101496“Alright... let’s hope we spot them first...”
>>101497Iron nods.
"On that we can agree."
With that, he decides to go for both chalice and golden vase, going back to Cauldron to fill them up with valuable goods and covering their tops.
(I guess we can risk it.)
>>101498He does so
though this was initially described as already carried by Iron
>>101499Nodding to himself, he straps them on to himself, officially carrying 5 pots
which should be 400 filled with valuables. He looks over to Pear.
"Are you ready to head out? I did promise to return you to 'cee-vee-lai-sei-tion', after all."
>>101500400lbs if every pot, improvised or official,
weights 80lbs each.
>>101456"Please Do."
Dark Star Flips onto his stomach and holds it. to make the "stabbing" look more real
"I Don't Like Napping in The Dirt."
>>101502“Just don’t get shot, and you won’t have to”
Skies flies off. She is not seen for a minute. Then two minutes. Then more. It seems to take her a while
The soil is soft and kind of moist, with some insects in it. Hopefully there are no snakes in the grass... hopefully. A black caterpillar moves up, then onto Dark Star’s leg, and inches forth over Dark Star.
After at minimum, 5 minutes, he can hear a pony coming forth, sounding not quite like Skies
“Yes, officer. He’s over here.”
>>101504Suffice it to say that Iron has entered the next phase of the story, and I don’t quite want to start now.
>>101503he can hear a pony coming forth, sounding not quite like Skies
F U C KDark Star Starts Groaning in Pain.
>>101506A pony runs up. Unicorn, burnt orange, with fluffy curls of red hair. She speaks
"Where are you hurt?"
The accent is local Baltimare
>>101508*More Groans of Pain*
Dark Star Makes his eyes glaze over
"Unicorn...Magic."
>>101509Something starts to tug against dark star’s Shoulders in an attempt to turn him over
Then the mare, whose horn glows blue, places her hooves near his legs, just beneath, to attempt to push him over
“Let me see.”
Then
“How did this happen?”
>>101511Dark Star Pants
"All Happen So Fast... Don't Know."
>>101512>>101512She looks around, not yet finding a stab wound
“Were you attacked?”
>>101513"Attacked with Magic... Insides Burn!"
DS Contorts his face into a painful expression
>>101514She continues asking questions
“How did it happen?”
>>101515"Stallion asked for smoke. next thing i know he has me in magic"
DS Glances around looking at anyother pony that she brought with her
>>101516Indeed there is. A bronze colored Earth pony, with straight, vertical mane
>>101516>>101517Damn these unicorns and their shooty laz0rs they have.
>>101518I Know Right>>101517"It Feels Like i'm Boiling Alive!"
>>101519The Stallion approaches, and takes over
"Sir, where are you hurt?"
The unicorn now places the frog of her hoof near Dark Star's neck
From the edge, Blue Skies walks into view
>>101520"F-From My Chest down,S-Sir."
Dark Star Winches at her touch
>>101521The mare looks around to the left, then to the right
“Where were you injured, how, and when”
>>101522"On The Inside... With Magic...10 minutes ago."
>>101523“Sir, we need to know if the threat is still active that way they don’t come back to finish you. In what location were you shot?”
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>>101524"I'm Shot?!? Am...Am...Am i Gonna Die? I Don't Remember a Gun Shot..."
>>101525"Sir, you said you were injured with unicorn magic.
Where"
>>101526"My Insides, My Heart! My Lungs! My Stomach! Everything Hurts!"
Dark Star Grabs his Torso in "pain"
Does this Stallion look like either of the 2 in the file?
>>101527Oh yes, both of them
With Dark Star's non-responsive answer, The Stallion moves back, then himself looks behind, to the left, and to his right
>101528
>inb4 they shoot Star in the head to 'hide the evidence'
>>101528"I... Think He Might Have went inside the house. Please Don't Let him come Back"
>>101530"But where did he shoot you?"
>>101531Am I having a Stroke?
"He Didn't Shoot me....He Used his Magic."
>>101532"
Where did he shoot you with his magic, or use his magic or whatever.
Where. We need to know where he was to identify if he is still present and a threat so you are not even more magiced"
The unicorn uses her magic to open Dark Star's mouth during this to look inside, as well as into his eyes
>>101532In this episode, we see Dark Star having a stroke from the stress of lying about being injured to a group of ponies.
RIP Dark Star, he tried to bamboozle only to bamboozle himself.
>>101533"My Torso... Officer Please Don't let him Come Back."
>>101534R.I.P may he rest
>>101535The officer moves back, until Skies says
"In front of the house. We were walking in front of the house when pony approached us asking for cigarettes"
>>101537Not sure what the endgame is...
>>101538Get them into the house. thats the first thing i need to do.
>>101539They would be inclined to stay by Dark Star’s side until an ambulance arrives
>>101540FUCK"Did You Hear That! He's In The House!"
>>101541They move away. First, the unicorn goes forth, and she draws a nightstick. Then, the Earth pony, and he draws a night stick. They go to each side of the door, look in, then first the earth pony then the unicorn
>>101542He Glances over at Blue as they do this
>>101543She tilts her head, as if awaiting a sign or signal
>>101544When they arent looking at him, He mouths the words to Blue
"Throw a Rock inside the house"
>>101545Skies jumps up, then spreads her wings, and flaps and flies up and around, dropping a rock through the opening in the ceiling
>>101546Be Back In A Second
>>101547Dark Star Watches the officers
>>101548They go inside the building, out of line of sight
[1d20+5 = 16]>>101549He Listens to see how far they are inside
>>101550>>101550Approximately to the foyer area
>>101551He Stands up
He Motions at blue to go in through the roof
>>101552She does so, jumping in
[1d20 = 13]>>101553Dark Star Sneaks through the door
>>101555>>101554Is sneaky. Their attention is forward
>>101557Remember, Sword-kun.
GM is busy dealing with a trial.
>>101558I know, I just wanted to beep.
>>101561Aw man. That sucks(?)
>>101559D'awww
>>101562Awww, you ruined it
>>101564>>101562I like it. Excessive use of descriptions of simple things are always fun to read.
>>101563Yeah, I was hoping to go on it, but the defense attorney - who was pulling bullshit by calling ready for trial in a felony court the same day - made an issue about some video not being in her possession. And the police department screwed us over by not telling us about this video, but that’s another story.
On the plus side, I got to tell a defense attorney who demanded a dismissal as he insisted we couldn’t prove up a case where his client blatantly changes his story in the video, to just set the case for trial if he’s so sure it’s going to be a not-guilty
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>>101566Jesus fucking christ, how many times am I going to have to introduce myself before you realize 'that oddball is probably Brie's faggot'?
>>101567I see this as a balanced outcome where you both got in trouble while sending trouble to your opponent.
Rather nice, overall since you got last laugh.
>>101568Wait, are you the battiest bat that ever batted better than anyone, Dark Star?!
>>101570Iron has a brain aneurysm and dies.
Okay, basically ready
>>101571Well...
>>101571Darn! Just when I was about to donate my whole bag to the batty fellow for his edgy battiness.
I guess that's the end for the primitive horse. Cauldron would get all his belongings and probably make a small statuette for lil' old Iron.
>>101568Don't know what you're talking about, I already assumed you were Brie.
>>101572Made a decision, yet? Sucks to hear about the trial, by the way.
>>101574I don’t need to burden Silver with a new NPC, he can do it alone. Let’s just hope he doesn’t get paralyzed, need healing, or overlook something important
>>101575Dude, you gonna jinx it.
>>101575Well either it'll be enough, or I'll end up making a new character."Harmony be with you, Father." With a final goodbye, and all of his supplies readied, Silver finally makes the trip to the catacombs.
Can I have a map of the catacombs, if you have it? I wanna do some planning for trap placement.>>101576Who knows, maybe that's what he wants? I certainly don't know.
>>101577This is the most advanced version of the map, but the left and right sides are symmetrical. It does not include the entire lower level
>>101573Is there weed in that bag?
>>101578How long are the first left and right hallways, roughly?
>>101580looks like 70 feet before they narrow off into the smaller hallways
>>101581Nah, not those hallways, the ones you use to get to either side of the catacombs when you're entering from Curwhinny Farm. Though that is useful to know.
I suppose I should also ask how wide they are so I know what I'm working with here.
>>101579Nope. Iron's not a drug user, unless you count grass as a weed, which it can be.
>>101583wEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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>>10158235 or 40 feet at least. The whole site is huge, much bigger than you’d think a single necromancer would need for his secret experiments. At least, if it was built for that purpose
>>101585Alright, thus begins my planning stage. Thanks.
>>101584No drugs in Occupied Equestria
Okay, I’ll admit that having illegal dependency-inducing drugs did feel like kind of a “missing gap” in the criminal syndicates’ efforts to exploit the poor and keep them as a permanent, dependent underclass - especially with no alcohol prohibition - but I didn’t want to use real world drugs, and I also didn’t want to make an entire biochemistry for drugs in this world\r
Got it figured out, I think. Crossed-out boxes are barricades, thin lines are tripwires, circles are bombs, diamonds are bear traps, squares are snares, and the star represents Silver's position once he's all set up. The barricades on either side should keep the horde busy while they gather together on either side of the hallway when Silver uncaps that bait, while the barricade Silver is standing behind should let him fire over at any approaching undead and require that the ghasts have to climb over to get to him.
>>101588Uh... are the diamonds the circles that are white in the center?
>>101589No, those are the circles. The filled-in ones are the diamonds. In hindsight, pretty hard to tell them apart.
>>101588I will admit I am a bit confused as to why the barricades on the ends of the halls are there when Silver will not be able to shoot at them while standing behind the third barricade. They would basically just accumulate and accumulate until the barriers break, so that instead of like a dozen coming over the span of 30 seconds or a minute, they'd be almost all at once. And with Bear traps set
behind the center, Silver couldn't just stand in the center and shoot at them, because his retreat would risk him getting caught in the same bear traps that are supposed to slow down the undead
On second thought, you construct your defenses however you see fit
>>101591Might be a stupid plan, who knows (and with the trouble I had spelling "stupid", that very well might be the case). Basic idea is to force them to all come at once so when they activate the tripwires, the bombs will kill or immobilize most of them. Most of the rest will get caught in the snares and bear traps, and the few lucky ones who get past all of that will have to contend with Silver standing safely behind another barricade with an SMG and holy water on his side, a barricade which attempting to get over would (presumably) give Silver an AoO, and them trying to break it down would leave them open to Silver cutting them down from his safe position. His ass is facing the way he came in, which is free from any of the traps he set up should retreat prove necessary.
>>101593I am interested in hearing what you would do with what Silver has, though. It isn't finalized, and with as many ideas as you've given me already, you might have something I never even thought of.
>>101594Well, I don’t want to stifle your creativity, since you are the one playing
My first intuition would be to not use all of the bombs and materials at once, but instead try to first clear the upper chamber, then the lower chamber. Of course then again they may all come to the location of the noises anyways, and so break any barricades. Another thought would be to do basically what you have there, except make the center of where the three corridors meet be Silver’s spot, and keep some bombs on the other side of each of the barricades in the main halls, which are detonate them manually, and have the opportunity to shoot at them as they accumulate. This wouldn’t allow as many of them to be killed by a single blast at once as your method, though. Still another thought is, if you have a device that can attract them, place it in the bottom of the catacombs, let them come towards it, slowly real it out on a fishing line through the quarry entrance, then try to drag as many as possible towards the unexploded 500 lbs aircraft ordinance, and you can guess the rest, while shooting at them from the safety of the quarry top. The difficulty of that plan is that it involves getting the ghasts into water, which may just make it more difficult to get at them
>>101595I completely forgot about the bomb in the quarry. I'm kinda liking that idea, since Silver bought that jar of bait.
>>101596The water may be an issue, unless it can be drained first or easily traversed by the ghasts. The walls of the quarry, however, are a great place to shoot at the undead with impunity, including with the rifle. Beware of the bait attracting something
worse
>>101597Yeah, they all have flaws. The question is which one has the least flaws for the most benefits.
On the second of your plans: If the bear traps and snares were already put into position without being set, could Silver quickly set them with his magic while running past, or would that be beyond his capabilities do you think?
>>101598Well, the problem is the meaning of the word “quickly,” since that word means something radically different in the context of being chased by several ghouls only a few feet away than it does when you are just prepping bear traps in the woods
>>101599I'll definitely take that as a no, then. I suppose that's the flaw in that plan, that Silver would have to set up the traps beforehoof and have to avoid them should the ghasts break through one or both of the barricades. Still, seems like the most effective at killing the largest amount of ghasts with what he has.
Gonna be honest, I'll be surprised if killing a dozen or so ghasts doesn't result in a level-up.
Sadly, I’ve discovered that hemocyanin is only half as efficient, at best, as hemoglobinI guess that’s okay if you really aren’t relying on normal metabolism>>101600Well... good luck on avoiding bear traps while being chased by ghouls
They weren’t really intended to be ghasts
>>101601Now you've got me interested. What were they intended to be?
>>101602I don’t really want to say more, since not-knowing the exact nature of your enemies until you are fighting them is all a part of the game
>>101603Not exactly aligned with the logic of this scenario, but alright.How exactly would the water impact your third plan? Wouldn't Silver just be able to move the lure after blowing up the bomb so he could properly aim at the surviving ghasts?
>>101556So, Both of these ponies are the ones in the file?
>>101606I Think So as Well. But i want to make sure.
>>101607Look back at GM's posts with you. You'll definitely find the answer in one of them since this is not the first time you asked this.
>>101605Yes, or same description
>>101609Talk about an early post. You must have made that when you got up for work.
>>101616Lifts hoof.I can always boop.
>>101618Oh, I feel like I'm not able to beep since I have no beep images. Whatta shame.
>>101620I like yepling from surprise. Is that a crime?
Around two weeks ago I was finishing making up the story for Iron, I realized that the story actually could take several different turns, and have several possible endings. And further I realized, to my horror, that I had not yet even thought about adapting H.P. Lovecraft’s greatest work. There are so many more stories to be told, so much more history to uncover...
>>101622Talk about a deep dream sequence.
So, how exactly would the water impact that third plan of yours?
>>101622Oh, so that is why the story was halted. You're drowning in wondrous, potentially infinite possibilities.
>>101623Water is dangerous.
>>101623It's questions like would they fall into the water and sink to the bottom if it's deeper in some areas than it looks, would the water impede their progress and prevent them from reaching the bomb, will it absorb the blast and shield them, will it make spotting them harder, would it result in ghouls with limbs missing still roaming about in the lake in a way that's hard to get to... so forth
>>101625Is the pump equipment still down there, or would he have to find a way to acquire one?
>>101626It was never removed from the scene, though it's not necessarily clear if it is workable
>>101627Hmm...well, I think I'm ready. Are you?
>>101628As ready as I am going to be
Video is what I think of when asked if ready"I am ready! How 'bout you?"https://youtu.be/xne5FR87UAw?t=58
>>101629Do you mean you metaphorically get stabbed in the back by a giant laser sword hologram only to punch the offender back like a badass?
>>101629Press F to Pay Respects.As Silver trots by the quarry, ideas flowing through his head about how to deal with the undead menace, he catches a glimpse of the unexploded bomb's resting place and the abandoned drainage equipment.
Hmm...that might work. He swiftly unhitches himself from his cart to trot back to the front office, giving the door a good ol' knock. "Hello? Anypony home?"
>>101631A scarlet mare with a big, sangria bun mane prances into the room
"How may I help you?"
>>101632"Yes, I am part of group that was contracted to deal with undead infesting catacombs. I saw there is still pump equipment in flooded part of quarry. Is that still operational?"
>>101633“What? Oh, do you mean the development project on Silver Lake? Let me check”
The mare turns behind herself and pulls out a booklet, with her hooves as she is an Earth Pony, and looks into it
“Well... they were turned off after complications arose... unless the hoses were cut, they should run just fine”
>>101634Silver nods. "Do you mind if I go see if they will run?"
>>101635"Are you already authorized to be on that property? If so, than no"
>>101636Silver nods again. "Thank you for your assistance. With luck, we will be finished with this business today."
>>101637She nods
"You're welcome"
>>101638Silver excuses himself from the office to go to the pump equipment.
I wonder where everypony else went. Seems like I am only one who is interested in getting this done.
>>101639I know right. To the Victor goes the spoils, anyways...
The lot is empty, as per usual, with the fence surrounding it. In the lots around there is active work, with at least one construction machine operating.
Besides the edge of the quarry is a machine with a round cylindrical hood that looks most like a pot-pan turned upside down. There is an exhaust tube, another fat circular cylinder going underneath, and the whole contraption is located on sort of parked cart, with legs on one end and giant wheels on the other end. A hose feeds from the device into a long depression in the ground that seems to be a dried creek bed running away from the quarry
>>101640Was this creek bed around before quarry began, or was it made specifically for drainage? Silver looks around at the strange-looking drainage pump.
Черт, where is on switch?
>>101641Looks like I described the creek wrongThe creek eminates away from the quarry, before turning nearly perpendicular to a line parallel to it, and away from the property. The hose extends even further, all the way to near the edge of the property where the little creek meets a drainage ditch
There is no obvious switch
[1d20-1 = -6]>>101642Search: Silver's snout scrunches up as he takes a more in-depth look as to where in Tartarus the on-switch could be.
>>101643Only a little handle thingy on one chord... Actually, a couple smaller switches
>>101644Any identifying marks or labels for the switches or cord?
>>101645One switch, small and on the top portion on the "pot-pan" is labelled "fuel." the chord, also near, is not labelled. A level on the bottom section is labeled "pump"
\r
>>101646Well...here goes nothing. Silver uses the level on the bottom section.
Hope this works...
>>101647And it moves... Something, inside the machine. So he did something. But he definitely didn't start any process
>>101648Дерьмо. Well, better than blowing it up. Maybe if I try hitting this switch?Silver flips the switch on the top portion of the machine.
>>101649"Click!" it goes up
>>101650...Maybe I need some help with this. Silver turns both the switch and the lever off before heading back to the front office.
>>101651It is so
"May I help you?"
>>101652"You would not happen to have some kind of instruction manual for pump out there?"
>>101653"Uh.. sure" She looks through the desk, and it takes a while, but she pulls a small one out
Among other things, the instruction manual gives the following information for starting the device
"Make sure there is petrol in the tank
Turn on the fuel line by placing the fuel switch in an up position
Make sure the pump is NOT engaged
Pull the starting cord repeatedly, until the petrol engine is stable and running
Engage the pump"
>>101654Silver quietly mumbles the instructions to himself before giving it back to the mare. "Thank you."
>>101655Thus he does so, presumably returning to the lot
>>101656Indeed he does so.
Okay step one... Silver looks for a fuel cap on the device, and/or a way to check on how much fuel it has.
>>101657Black cap. The smelly liquid is at about 40% according to a mark inside of the tank
>>101658That should work. Okay, step two... Silver flips the switch on the top portion of the pump.
...step three... He makes sure the pump isn't engaged.
...step four... Silver begins to pull the starting cord.
[1d20 = 2]>>101660INB4: nat 1, and he yanks the cord completely off.
>>101661Well... it doesn't turn on. Not even close, actually
[1d20 = 17]>>101662Well, come on, now! Silver tries again, because he's
totally not insane.
>>101663VROOM!
It is on now, vibrating and making a pretty loud sound
>>101664Sounds good. Finally, step five. Silver engages the pump.
>>101665He engages, and the engine slows down as more sounds are produced. And then, the hose distends. It looks like it is pumping
>>101666Spooky trips.Silver looks down into the quarry to watch the progress being made.
>>101667You're damned rightIt looks like this pump will take... a while, to drain several acre-feet of water
>>101668That gives Silver the perfect opportunity to get someplace to buy some fishing wire.
>>101669"Hallo" greats a dark-gold furred griffin with a clear scar blocking out his left eye at a fishing supplies shop
"Vat kan ik voor je doen?" realizing he's said that not necessarily correctly, he says
"Vat Kan I do voor you?"
>>101670Griffonian griffon? They certainly do have wealth of different peoples and cultures here. "Fishing wire, my friend. Lots and lots of fishing wire."
>>101670"Hoe much you vant?" asks the griffin
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>>101672"500 feet, at least."
>>101673He looks at him with a blank expression for a moment, then consults down to a paper next to the desk. Then he says
"Oh ja, honderdvijftig meter. I vill get it for you." He goes into a back room, and comes out with a relatively large spool of fishing wire
>>101674"Ah, right, you use meters in Griffonia. Apologies, my friend. How much do I owe you for this?"
>>10167616 Bits it is. "Have yourself good day."
>>101677Not so fast little pony,
What is the method of payment?
>>101678I would assume he'd use 16 of the regular coins he has.
>>101679Smart cookie, as not only would the Griffin be unwilling to accept worthless scrip in payment, he might be offended at the thought of being asked to exchange 4 good coin in change for a 20
"Thank you, kom again"
>>101680Silver nods, and heads back to the pump at the quarry to see what progress it's made.
>>101681Well, let's see. A large Chinese made irrigation pump I found on the internet can move 3600 liters of water in one minute, which means it could move, let's say, 5 acre-feet in 28 hours. Without very much to say with specific number's, let's just say that it would take a while, but still get the job done in what would be a reasonable time for the construction workers
>>101682Hmm...might need to think of something else.
>>101683An american version that moves 60,000 gallons an hour would take 27 hoursThe lake is not consistent in depth, with sort of "rings" being excavated at different depths. The southern, or right portion is higher, the left/northern portion is lower. Obviously Silver can reduce the depth without removing it all
>>101684>Obviously Silver can reduce the depth without removing it all...It's obvious?
>>101686I...guess I must be retarded or something? I'm completely lost, here.
>>101687I'm just saying the water becomes more shallow as time progresses
>>101688Oh, that's what you meant. Alright, I understand that much, at least. So, how long would it take for the quarry to get drained to an acceptable level?
>>101689What does Silver consider acceptable?
>>101690Where the water won't conceal any ghasts, whether they're standing or legless.
For some reason I'm feeling a sudden urge to increase Zebra representation
>>101691Hmmm.... Probably some hours, and of course portions are already above water
>>101692Watching the Anonfilly thread, too, I take it?Looks like Silver has some time to kill. He thinks for a moment before deciding to visit a newspaper stand and getting caught up with current events.
>TFW My Sleeping Schedule is so fucked, im awake when no one else is.
>>101692I wonder if this is meant to trigger someone>>101694Dun worre. You with me, although I can't say you can RP with me unless you can both dream travel and currently not be on mission.
>>101695>although I can't say you can RP with me unless you can both dream travel and currently not be on mission.
>>101697Heyo GMo, nice to see you alive and kicking at this time of day.
>>101696Focus on your mission to improve your position with the Black Hooves, then you can dream travel.
>>101697I'm Sorry. I'll Try to Stay awake all day and go to bed at night.
>>101698Hmmmmmmm, But Luna isn't in the BlackHooves
>>101700Sudden GM. Lunch break, I take it?
>>101700>>101701I believe it's more likely that he returned to his home.
Unless he's been GMing a horsefucker D&D session at work all this time.
Got a joke for y'all:
What do you call a mare who was born in Sunset, lived in Baltimare, and died in Detrot?
>>101706No idea. What do you call them?
>>101708I laughed at that more than I should have.
>>101708Well, that was quite an unexpected anti-joke.
>>101709>>101710My little sister came up with that one, if you can believe it. I just made it related to the game. Got another one, here:
If a plane crashes on the border of Equestria and the Crystal Empire, where do you bury the survivors?
>>101711>Bury the survivorsDepends on which government had it out for those survivors.
>>101711You don't
bury survivors.
>>101712>Depends on which government had it out for those survivors.bigthonk.jpeg
>>101714Good thing I didn't say
in the ground, then.
>>101716Hello, kind sire. It is an honor to see you with a happy face.
>>101716Super cute buggo.
>>101721Just Barley, can hardly keep my eyes open.
>>101722>>101721I wonder if Dark Star will be able to complete his quest to do... something I don't really know.
>>101722Hang on there. You just got to last a little longer, and you should be almost back to a proper sleep schedule
>>101724*Tries Not To Shleep*
I apologize for my absence. Mother Nature decided to be a bitch and knock out the power.
>>101726No worries, Sword-o. GM probably is still lurking, hungry for some story progression.
>>101726F
Also probably F for
>>101725
>>101728Well, at least I'm here! Anyways, if you wanted to continue, I believe Silver was going to go buy a newspaper from a stand.
So you get the chance to use some of those newspaper article ideas you had.
Justice of the Peace was really bitchy when I met him today about why I had not come in earlier. Like no shit I didn’t do anything not on the calendar, because how would I know?On the plus side, this book I am reading (in audiobook as I am driving) is really fascinating. It tells a long history of the diplomatic exchanges leading up to World War 2, and how it started.>>101736>>101735Blep
>>101737I wonder what sort of cooky, wacky situations can you cook up with this newfound knowledge the audiobook will provide.Coowacky is optional.Now that's a good blep!
>>101740So the spy was herself!
Well, I don't think anyone was seeking to play
Are extensive posts about meta issues like parts of the setting, characters, scenes, IRL history or what have you desired, or do they break up immersion and have whatever other adverse effects?
>>101744Sure. I like reading about the setting. I most likely won't get to play again, so I like seeing what all is going on.
>>101744I was expecting you to pull out your magnum opus from under me and deliver me into your idea.
I consent your GM advances
>>101746>>101744Oops, forgot to answer question.It's okay. I like me some info now and again.
>>101744I mean, I'm almost always ready to play. I just wait on your signal for when you're ready.
As for your question, I don't mind meta posts. It's always nice to have some extra background when you're in an unfamiliar setting.
>>101744Gibe Extensive posts
>>101749Oh shit! Also, Dark Star's story line is the easiest to progress next. The last response was
>>101556
[1d20+5 = 14]>>101750Dark Star hides against a wall behind them
[1d20+1 = 13]>>101752If that's "hide," then no opposed roll because they are looking the other way.
Opposed Listen roll
>>101753That Was "Hide" yes.
>listenOh no
>>101754>>101753I know this is late, but Listen checks are used to oppose Move silently rolls while hide rolls are opposed by spot checks.
Got it from thr SRD.
Mother Nature is a fucking BITCH!
My power went out on Wednesday, and I'm just now feeling the aftershocks of that. My damn laptop got overloaded, and now I've gotta keep it unplugged for a while so it can rest. Goddamn it!
>>101756Presses "F">>101755Well, yeah. That's why I said "If 'hide,' it's unopposed. Rolling opposed listen." To treat the die roll as a move silently roll
>>101757Thank God I have this computer to at least communicate with you guys.
>>101756That's one big Oof.
>>101757I guess that works, since they're currently not looking at Batboi while he's hiding.
Okay, I should finally have time to do things this weekend
after my attempts to deal with USA jobs over the last week failed>>101758Ruffles the fur of the ancient pony\r
>>101760Now it's my turn to press F.The ancient pony likes the ruffling
>>101760>>101761Where did the ancient part come from?I should be awake for a couple of hours meself. My dream is ready to be shaped.
>>101761D'aww. Silver is so adorable
A newsstand on the edge of a street is populated by a rather old looking mahogany brown Earth pony with a greying black mane
I am working on News Paper articles>>101762I mean, he's old
Roll die
>>101763Just go ahead and let me know when you're close to done, then I'll continue.
>>101763Now that's some spooky die roll. Here's hoping something good happens.
Perhaps a safe trip back to Cauldron's place and celebrate with a little kiss
[1d20 = 3]Dangit.
>>101765
>>101764Would Silver rather read "Famous Changeling Actor Under Extradition Escapes" or "Riverlands Cargo Tycoon's Expansion into Baltimare Placed in New Light After Griffonian Link to Black Wood Massacre Discovered"
>>101765Lol
>>101766Just.
Iron may proceed back
>>101768I believe he would rather the later.
>>101768Whatcha mean by 'may proceed back'?
If you mean start to RP again, I would ask Pear if she's ready to head back to the nice, mightly civilization.
>>101769Economics and History over Diplomacy and Racial Politics it is then
>>101770Pear nods in assent
>>101771Man, I sure hope I can roll again to at least have a satisfying ending later.Iron nods back with all 5 pots of treasure on him.
"Let us start our trip back."
He looks at Cauldron.
"You should scout ahead for any dangers. If we need to fight, I should drop the pots for it."
With that, he makes sure to follow Cauldron at the maximum possible distance where Iron can see Cauldron walk ahead.
[1d20+5 = 23]>>101772Cauldron trots along ahead, though herself weighed down by treasure
[1d20+3 = 4][1d20+5 = 6]>>101773
>>101773>>101774I sure hope those are good rolls.
>>101774>2 natural 1sO O F
>>101774The fuck?
>>101773Cauldron goes ahead, until she reaches near the top of the small rise in the cavern. She stop, and looks ahead in astonishment. Then suddenly, there is a loud metallic clanging sound off in the distance, followed by a golden mask falling off her back and hitting the ground in a similar loud clang, then echos
>>101776I am still unsure about newspapers...
>>101777You don't have to if you don't want to. No skin off my teeth.
>>101777Aw come on.Iron, feeling something hostile is up ahead, starts to place 4 of the pots on the floor so that he can be at his best fighting shape.
"Pear, help me out with these pots. I think we are in trouble," he whispers to her other companion as he does his action.
>>101779With how little you were expecting that, 'm almost tempted to make it into the arrival of the Spanish InquisitionPear stands still for a moment, then looks at Iron in a sort of "what?" pose, like she either doesn't know what to do or is indignant at the suggestion of being made to help in that kind of manual labor. After a moment, she starts to undo the ties on Iron's back
>>101780Would the Spanish have Inquisitions when it's mostly tribes?Don't answer that.With Pear's help, Iron should be able to free himself of the potted burden.
"What do you see from up there?" He whisper-talks Cauldron as he closes the distance.
>>101781Cauldron is, suffice it to say, spooked. Frantic even, breathing heavily even as she tries to keep it quiet.
"All of them! The Bandits have returned"
>>101782Iron rubs his temples for the really bad timing these ponies have.
"Well, that is definitely not good," he whispers back. "I guess all those knockdowns would rise the alarm. How many of them are there? How alert are they?"
>>101783"Four combatants, two porters, and two that looked more important. One in beige jacket with a toquilla straw helmet, the other in a green jacket with a Pith helmet. They were setting down a metal plank across the stream when I saw them. I don't know how alert they are, but we are more than a little backed into a corner"
>>101784Iron smacks his lips softly as he looks back at his surroundings.
"I think we should reduce the size of the environment we will battle if we are to successfully wipe these ponies out."
(The less space for these ponies to fight, the better our chances are as their weapons' range advantage would be nullified.)
>>101785The rise in the center prevents line of sight to the other side. Little nooks exist in the walls where the cavern is more expansive or less so, making it uneven, but none are perfectly partitioned off. Only the the actual treasure room, which consists of two halves, is actually partitioned
>>101786Iron hums to himself, studying the rise in the center.
(Perhaps if I were to smack the walls at the sides, it would narrow down the entrance to here. That would probably give at least me away though and I should drop the last pot to ensure its safety from the rock avalanche.)
He walks back to the pot pile and places his last post on it.
>>101787It is so
Who else has done this, placing off to the side all of one's valuables before going to fight off bandits, in the hopes of surviving and reclaiming it?
>>101788I feel you're implying I'm going to die like the last free mare back there.Sort of. Hopefully I don't accidentally kill myself trying to dislodge the rocks.With the loot somewhat secured and thinking all bandits are still on the other side of the rising center, he walks towards one of the sides.
"Do you think that causing a rock avalanche would get somepony down there?" he whispers to Cauldron.
>>101789She blinks
“As opposed to some pony over here?”
>>101790"There are more of them down there than over here, so the rocks are more likely to hit them. Besides, I only need my strong hooves to tear this down. You and Pear can go to a safe distance away with the pots."
>>101791"If your theory is that they will fall far away over there - rather than immediately on top of the bucking, i.e., on you, then why would us being far away be any safer than them being far away?"
>>101792Iron hums in annoyance, poking the center.
"Perhaps I only need to buck these rocks on the floor. That should give the rocks some direction other than on top of me."
>>101793Kick them like projectiles?
>>101794I was thinking kicking low enough to cause an avalanche but projectiles sound good.
Do I have the cover of darkness to shoot them out if I turn off my magic light?
>>101795Everything is completely dark unless illuminated. Whether Iron would be illuminated depends on the actions of the opposing force
>>101796So Iron wouldn't be able to see them unless his light is on and the enemy sees them if they point the light on him?
Hm.
Is the avalanche idea still plausible?
>>101797He would see them unless their lanterns and lights go out. They will see him the moment any of them points their flashlight directly forward and slightly up to look at the path ahead. As for an “avalanche,” what is he targeting?
>>101798Well, I was thinking to buck a little lower of the top, where the incline combined with the firm push would make a bunch of rocks cascade downwards towards the enemy
>>101799The incline is definitely not steep enough for that purpose
>>101800Dangit. Projectiles it is. Good thing rocks don't cause muzzle flashes of any kind when bucked.
"Turn the magic light for me. I think I can thin their numbers with some rock lauching."
>>101801She nods, afraid. She pulls out her gun, and places a black box magazine into its left side
"Click-clack"
She pulls the bolt
"Very well..."
[1d20 = 20]>>101802That works tooIron slowly climbs to the top of the center, using his long, bushy hair to cover the light.
"When the shots start to come here, you peek out and start firing back. The gods will be on our side."
With that, he picks up his ammunition and places it at the top, aiming at one of the four combatants with his tail sights.
(Full power ahead, enemies. Your cheating will only bring cheating of our own.)
Picking the closest combatant to his position, he bucks the rock with a powerful hind leg push. You guessed it, it's a max power attack. +5 to be exact.
[1d2 = 1]>>101803Well...
The rock flings right the hell back, hitting a combatant center mass. He falls, and his light flies first upwards, then lays down on the cavern floor
[3d20 = 28]>>101804>>101803Unfortunately, the attack is the exact opposite of subtle. A pony shines a light in Iron's direction
Roll initiative or disengage
>>101805And here I thought the nat 1 was for my advantage.Iron slinks down to break line of sight by using the center as cover.
"I have been spotted. Spread out to the sides, because they will be coming here or worse."
With that, he tries to move to the side closest to him.
This counts as disengaged, right?
[1d20 = 16]>>101806Roll die
[1d20 = 15]>>101807Darn it
>>101808"Hay uno de ellos Él está arriba de la colina. ¡Avancen!"
They seem to move up the incline, forming a line across after crossing the little bridge
>>101809Wait, are they walking in a line up an incline?
>>101810Abreast, not in file. Approximately
[1d20 = 5]>>101811>AbreastPerhaps this can work.Iron, hearing the guards start climbing up, peeks out to set up a rock aiming at the pony on the side furthest from the edge.
(Perhaps I can take all three out by a single rock. Gods, please guide my rock to victory.)
With that, he releases a big buck on that rock towards the aimed pony in the hopes he takes out at least one of them off the edge and cause some falling damage. Max power attack.
>>101812Man, this is embarrasing.
[2d20 = 25]>>101812“Mate lo!”
*bang bang*
Two shots from rifles are fired towards Iron
[4d6 = 19]>>101814>>101812Oh dear. Shots land
[1d20 = 14]>>101815>>101814Great, that leaves me with 23 health.Iron grimaces in pain for being shot with coat piercers for the sixth time this day.
He aims another shot that should luckily even the odds a little bit.
(The shots should alert Cauldron of me being spotted. She should appear anytime soon.)
Tail sights locked on the same pony, he launches another rock with max power.
[1d3+10 = 12]>>101817I think this is the appropriate roll.
>>101818Pretty damned serious wounding roll.... probably enough to take them out of action
>>101819Nifty.With yet another wound reminding him that guns are unfair pieces of metal, he peeks over to the other four remaining ponies whose roles he forgot.
>>101820Alright, I’m’a leave this for tonight
>>101821Night. I'll go to bed too.
Whelp...I might be well and truly fucked, fellas. It ain't starting up. I'm hoping that it'll recover after tonight, but...I might have trouble being able to play after this weekend.
>>101824Unless I can figure out what's wrong with it and get it fixed. I just won't stay on. You press the power button, it runs for a half a second, then just powers off.
>>101826>>101825>>101823Well shit. Do you at least have a phone to post with in the meantime?
>>101827Nope, nada. I'll try and see what all I can do, but I can't make any guarantees.
Hopefully, I can do something about it this weekend, but I don't know.
>>101828We'll be waiting for you, my dude. Don't worry.
>>101828Aww...
Well, I’ll try to get something worth reading posted today, after I am out of work
>>101830Pls no forget me.
>>101828Don't leave us...
>>101833I'll certainly try not to. Looked up a couple of things to try to fix this issue. Fingers crossed they work.
>>101834>>101833It'll be fine, GM. Silver will be reborn.
Punished Silver: The Pony who sold his laptop for another one
>>101835>Punished SilverI almost want to draw that.
Anyways, good news and bad news. Bad news is fixing the laptop is far beyond me. It's toast. Good news is I
might end up with a phone I can use while I search for a job and get a new laptop.
Also good news: getting a job is the easy part.
>>101836How is that the easy part?
I swear I'm thinking about writing things...
>>101836Seems good news outweigh the bad. Good on you, my fluffy friend.
As for P.S, That could be Silver's fate after not hugging anyone for a month.
Or if you want to the edgy path, realizes he all his children died after trying to write to them and not getting a response from any of them
>>101837There's a couple places around that are hurting enough for workers that I'd be guaranteed a position.
>>101838F.
>>101839Sorry for cutting myself with the edge there. My body is now made out of edges.
I noticed there has been a massive slow down in the speed of threads. We used to have threads filled after less than a week at the end of last year. This last thread took slightly over a month
>>101841With a reduced number of PCs ir was bound to happen. Before we were like 6/7. Now we're just us 3, while Batboi and Edgemeister pop up occasionally. Shimmer too, but even less than the last two.
>>101842I know... it’s just... sad
>>101843Don't be sad, GM. As long as a single PC exists, your story and setting will unveil itself for him/her.
>>101844>>101843Maybe we should ask some other Anons on the site if they want to join?
>>101845I don't know if it's a good idea to have a lot of players. It usually falls onto having a lot of separate plot hooks the GM has to struggle to tie into one main plot hook.
>>101845If they would want to join, sure
>>101847TBH i think you should force the reaming Pc's Together. it's been awhile since we did a mission together.
>>101848Probably should do that once everypony is at the end of their little quests
>>101849Do you think I'll get a reward for a dream sequence of this complexity or is it reality now?
>>101851Yes, this works! I can still play with you guys!
Even if this is slow as balls to type on.
>>101853>>101851Gud boe. GM is absent for the time being, but it's good news.
>>101855Alive and kickin', on a smaller screen.
>>101855Godangit GM, why do you make me look like a fool!
Still, celebration is inbound.
IT STILL WORKS!!!
Holy fuck, I decided to try the laptop to see if there was a slim chance it could have recovered, and it fucking turned on! I'm not sure how long it's going to continue working, but I'm fucking ecstatic! I'm going to write down all of the game stuff I had taken note of so I still have it should the laptop stop working again. Fuck yeah!
>>101858Nifty. Try not to charge until until it's absolutely necessary.
>>101859>>101860You have no idea the amount of relief I'm feeling right now. Goddamn!
>>101860So, GM. Got anything interesting up your sleeve for when the party starts to get back together again?
>>101861How much of the party? If it's just the Baltimare group, there is a quest I've tried 5 times to get players to take that is best done in a group. They could also go join Brie up North. Or maybe they could go down south, and to the west. And then there was an idea for a villain I had as well
>>101862You mean the catacomb business or something else I missed?
>>101862>there is a quest I've tried 5 times to get players to take that is best done in a groupYou have? Have we been deliberately avoiding it or has it just been by accident?
Or is it just the catacomb job?>They could also go join Brie up North.If the others agreed, I'd be up for that. It would certainly be the easiest way to get the gang back together.
>Or maybe they could go down south, and to the west.Seems like that's a bit of where Iron wants to head, particularly with Cauldron.
>And then there was an idea for a villain I had as wellThat would also be a good idea to get the gang back together. Plus, it would tie the game together, make it a bit less aimless, which I think is part of the reason we keep splitting up for.
>>101863>>101864It’s not the catacombs
>>101864>aimlessOkay...
>>101865Sorry. I suppose "decentralized" is the better word to use here, maybe. Its just, without a unifying, ultimate goal to fight towards, everyone keeps going off doing their own thing.
>>101865What Silver means by 'aimless' is most likely having a reason to stick together in the long run. If we were to have one long job that spans for many sessions, there would be no problem with splitting up since we would all be busy doing the job together. Perhaps an escort mission along the world.
I still like Cauldron and would do my best to help her through her impending doom if she stays on the gang business.Or make the gang rule the entire city, but that would probably make no sense.
Any particular themes, tones, or types of enemies, combat or settings preferred?
>>101867>or make the gang rule the whole city, but I don’t know if that makes senseThey say Democracy is “mob rule,” let’s put that to the test
>>101868Let's just say that the bigger mob is not the gangsters, but the Black Hooves. Nevermind the problem of wreaking havoc from the inside, which would definitely attract attention from the changelings and cause an invasion possibly. So it would be a hard conquest that mostly benefits the bugs.
Paficism, however, would probably be as hard but mitigates possible changeling invasion, especially with ponies whose fanatic nationalism decreases the odds of bribery, unless we can severly knock down their money supply to accept them.
Hopefully the underbosses have a plan along the pacifist lines if the path forward is of gang domination.
>>101868I don't know about themes or tones, I just kinda figured whatever you came up with is fine and that I'd stick with it. I also don't know about enemies, combat, or setting, because Silver's been stuck with only one of each so far.
>>101868I know I have basically been dead for months now, but can you link me to something to get me up to speed enough to work myself back in somewhat? I have time today and would really like to try to play more.
>>101870>>101869Ancient evils or more modern ones? Twisting stories or straightforward ones? Conflicting morality or good versus evil? A mission to save the whole world, or something smaller in scale? Horror, classical adventure, or spy thriller?
>>101871Spark is in Bales, which he has presumably never been to before, and is checked into a cheep hotel
>>101871Sparky boi!
>>101869What would your thoughts be on meeting back up with the others in Bales?
>>101872That is definitely something I would have to think over.
>>101872I think I will walk to the lobby and eavesdrop on some ponies as they check in.
>>101873Hi.
>>101872Can be both sort of evils and stories. Morality can be conflicting. Both scales can be used to entretain me. Theme I have no clue.
>>101873If you can spare a contribution to 'Save a zebra from gangster life'
which I would take 25% of it then sure. He's supposed to be hired muscle.
Or, you know, contribute to see the gangster control Baltimare and possibly more.
>>101875I suppose I'll see how much I end up with after finishing with this Catacombs business. I'll also have to ask Starry boi what he thinks.
>>101874“Did you see Casa Blank Flank?”
“Yes! Ethyl and I went to see it last weekend. That Salt Lick character is so charming.”
“It’s more than a little strange in this city... seeing armed Griffin soldiers on some of the streets.”
“Well, considering what’s across the river, it’s understandable.”
“All the same, Celestia never would have stood for it”
“Celestia most of all would have welcomed it...”
“Hello, yes, can we get a room for three? It’s just me and my two children. We just came across from whinnyapolis. How was the crossing? I... don’t want to talk about it...”
>>101875>Save a Zebra fundKek
>>101876Skip the part about giving money to a zebra and you should be golden.>>101877I'm just so considerate for the poor striped horses. It just hurts my heart to see them in such bad conditions. Definitely not because I want to bone them or anything.
>>101878Now all I need to do is wait for newspaper publication, if GM still wants to do that.
>>101880Like I said,
if you want to.
>>101880You did say you were going to let Silver read a certain article of a newspaper.
Also the fact I have to dream deal with a bunch of bandits, of which 2 of them I don't know what they do while the other two spoop me a little.
>>101877Spark takes notice of the pony that came from whinnyapolis. A little snooping about the area couldn’t hurt. He listens if the pony has anything else to say before leaving the lobby.
>>101883She generally sounds worried, and talks about getting a train to Manehattan. She mentions a stallion
>>101884How about her foals? How are they holding up?
>>101885One smaller, Snow White earth pony colt, the other a marroon filly. They look uncertain
>>101886Do they appear to be able to afford the room and trip?
>>101887She does not mention not having money
Newspaper articles are coming Soon*TM
>>101889You go GM person!
>>101889[Patient Pony Noises]
>>101898Nice! Good to see you, GM.
>>101898Hi. Your bug face is nice.
>>101901So, what's the plan today?
>>101902Uh... I don't know. I guess I should provide newspaper events for Silver, but I don't know
>>101904I’ll get to Iron shortly
>>101908May as well try to advance Iron’s story
2 combatants are following Iron into the cavern. Iron is down 19 health points
>>101909Oh.Iron's peeks out on the two remaining combatants.
(Is Cauldron alright? I thought we agreed on shooting the combatants as soon as shots were fired.)
Placing himself in cover, he looks over to Cauldron's position.
>>101910She is not visible
>>101911OhIron curses to himself.
(I hope she is well)
Peeking once again, he gauges the distance for a swift charge attack, potentially jumping down in order to do so.
>>101912The whole cavern is not that large, Iron could plausibly charge forward
[1d20+8 = 14]>>101913Here we go!Iron huffs in anticipation.
(Alright, do not mess this up.)
He jumps out of his cover, charging a buck to the point of maximum power. Twirling around to make his hindlegs face the closest oppoent, he unleashes a mighty blow
that hopefully connects.
>>101914Now, you can do that, but risk being shot in an attack of opportunity the moment he comes into the light
Or...
>>101915I thought I could do that thing without risking any attack as long as I was in range, but you're the boss.Iron reconsiders his actions after the pain from the two recent rifle wounds reminds him of the consequences of mindlessly rushing.
(Perhaps I should wait them here until they peek out, and then break their jaw the moment they pop up.)
With that, he awaits in cover with a bucking position ready to smash some pony's head.
aka it's an ambush turn
[8d20 = 38][8d20 = 83]>>101916But first, one little thing
“CLANG CLANG CLANG”
>>101916The submachine gun blazes, and both are wounded, with the further away of the two going down immediately, but the other still standing, though wounded. Iron can still attack in this turn, and may roll initiative with the one remaining to determine if he gets an attack of opportunity
[1d20 = 17]>>101917Iron smiles to himself.
(She had me worried for a bit.)
>>101918With only one remaining combatant to deal with, he takes the chance before he tries to shoot Cauldron.
Rolling initiative first.
[1d20 = 20]>>101919Opposed
>>101920Christ almighty good thing that wasn't his attack roll
[1d20+1 = 8]>>101919He attac
>>101923
Now, Iron’s turn unless you insist on using the earlier roll
[1d20+8 = 11]>>101922Missed.Thankfully dodging the bullet aimed for him, he charges the now vulnerable bandit. He delivers a powerful buck on his chest to make him fall.
>>101924Nah, I'd rather play the spoopy danger game
>>101925If AC is of 11 then it should connect.
[1d2 = 1]>>101925>if 11 ACBut is it?
[1d3+12 = 14]>>101928>>101927Yey! Thanks dice!Rolling that damage
>>101929And he is out, with Iron’s punch combining with a gunshot
>>101930Huffing in relief, he quickly dashes for another set of cover to see the current actions of the other four remaining ponies that Cauldron mentioned.
>>101931There are not coming up into the dark
>>101932Iron squints his eyes.
(Maybe they have fled. I should regroup with Cauldron to scout out further before moving the treasure.)
He goes up towards the friendly set of gunshots came from, confident she's okay.
You ever have something work, then not even five seconds later have it not work, even though nothing has changed? Not talking about laptop, in case anyone thought so.
>>101933Cauldron is...quietly freaking out
“You’re shot. And they’ve noticed us. They are blocking the only path out”
>>101934Oh hey. GM was expecting you.
>>101935Iron places a hoof on Cauldron, empathetic over her current emotional state.
"It is alright. They may know we are here, but we still have the cover of darkness for most of our path. We should scout ahead for any traces of enemies until the next chokepoint we can find. Would you do that for me, since you are the more agile and sneaky of us?"
I think I'll make the story stop for today. Have to get up early. Night.
>>101937He was? Whoops. I was just waiting around for him, playing vidya and watching the thread in the meantime.
>>101938>>101937“Scout? They are right there”
>>101940Remember, Silver Sword. When GM does the posting, you post at him back.
Else he can't be sure of your availability.
>>101939Now that's one miffed TwigglesIron understands her worry further.
"We should change positions," he whispers to Cauldron. "I think they will reveal their position or at least conceal our movements if I start throwing rocks at random as we move."
Picking up a bunch of rocks, he looks at the zebra, waiting for a confirmation or rebuttal to his idea.
>>101945Oi, that's illegal!
Drop your foreleg!
>>101946Neigh! Your Gonna have to Shoot me.
>>101944That's my secret.I'm always available.
>>101947Sir, I am not asking this again.
Drop down the damn foreleg or I will shoot!
>>101950AAAAAAaauugh!
Call an ambulance, my snout has been booped. I repeat, my snout
has been booped! I NEED A MEDIC!
>>101952Oof!
Please, I yield! Stop your boopery, please.
>>101953*Continues boops*
Hello
Fuck me, today has been miserable
>>101957Well shit. If you need a day off to relax, we understand.Hi there.
>>101957Well, damn, I'm sorry to hear that. Wanna share a bit, get some of it off your chest? Or do you just want to rest today?
Aww, is Dark Star Kill again?
>>101960Seems like it.
Why don't you flash Skies' rear to summon the pony you seek?
>>101960F. Come back to us, Starry boi.
To think, I just missed Dark Star...
>>101959Oh God, where do I even start. The good news is we finally got a trial to go on. The bad news is everything else.
>>101944"They know we are back here now..."
>>101963Wow. What an overall shitty situation you just stumbled into. Was it the defense's handiwork?Iron hums.
"Perhaps we can advance from cover to cover without getting shot at. I have not seen any lights pointing this way and it would throw off the opponent's strategy," he whispers to the stressed zebra. "The rocks would cause them to panic a bit and look around in order to see if we advanced at where the noise would sound."
>>101964"The moment you go over that bump in the trail, there is nowhere to hide that is completely unexposed to light"
>>101965Iron ponders a bit, looking at the stream to gauge if he would be visible to others while underwater.
>>101966The water itself is perfectly clear, and the moment any pony shines a light in it, whatever is in line of sight will be seen. The water has the advantage of being off to the side, and thus not in the normal area to aim a light. If some pony aimed a light across the ground, areas of the water nearer the surface, and further away from the source could be illuminated. Water that is deeper, and closer to the edge where the light is coming from are safer
Iron points the stream to her partner in crime.
"Perhaps we can use the stream to pass through and surprise attack them."
>>101968"Can you swim that far?
The area in the center of the path does not have a stream, as naturally the change in elevation would be too much for the flow of water to overcome. The stream exists on the ends of the trail, near the bridge, and near the treasure chamber. It seems to disappear through a path underground for part of its distance
>>101969Iron puffs his chest.
"Of course I can!"
with my endurance featHe peers over to the path towards entering the stream.
"Do you think we can reach it without being spotted?"
>>101970“Are you talking about the one behind us, or in front of us? Because that makes a hell of a difference”
>>101971"I believe the answer is a resounding no by your reaction."
Iron points towards the stream closer to the bandits.
"The one in front of us should lead us to the enemy."
>>101972“The enemy is right next to the stream. If you can touch the stream, you can touch the enemy
>>101973Iron huffs.
"Are there at least some cover to hide away from being damaged until I can reach their cheating snouts for a good kick?"
>>101974"Not if they look directly at you. Not if you go to them. Not with the trail as it is now, open as it is."
>>101975Iron purses his lips, looking at the ground for a bit.
"So we need them to regain enough confidence to try and push further into the temple unless we want to risk unwanted damage..."
Looking at the walls, the avalanche idea sounds rather tempting.
>>101976“Maybe?”
The decline in the trail is not steep enough for gravity to cause much damage. There are some nooks and crannies along the walls, as the walls are natural and uneven. The trail itself is a little uneven. However, it’s really not clear that the discrepancies in the walls are large enough to
hide, especially for a giant pony like Iron
>>101977But what about
cover creation from breaking the walls?
>>101963I can't say I know that feel exactly, but damn, that sucks to hear. Hope tomorrow goes a lot better for you.
>>101978If the topography changes, then, well... the topography changes...
>>101979The week isn’t over yet...
>>101980I know, but there's always tomorrow. Nothing wrong with hoping that it gets better.
>>101980Let's give it a shot. Also, hoping that your next day is better than you current one.Iron stares at the walls.
"Perhaps we can create some cover. Try to stand at a safe distance and cover me from any bandits that could try to shoot me."
With that, Iron willingly leaves cover for a wall down the incline to cause a small avalanche of fresh cover.
>>101982>Iron willingly leaves cover for a wall down the incline to cause a small avalanche of fresh cover.What?
>>101983In order to ensure that at least some of the debris fall on the side where the bandits can shoot at us, Iron should try to advance as much as possible and cause debris to fall where he wants cover, so moving forwards and then bucking the wall for cover increases the odds of favorable cover.
>>101984That... has questionable aspects
>>101985But is it plausible?
>>101986I mean...
Well, let's see. Iron jumps out into the open where he is seen and vulnerable to being shot. Then, he kicks the wall, causing rocks or perhaps stalactites to fall down in a radius centering on Iron's rear legs, with areas away from the epicenter being less likely to have rocks fall there. I guess what you want is for the first dice roll to result in a large rock falling not on Iron's head but next to him and on the correct side. Of course, that wouldn't be high enough even for light cover, so another rock would have to fall on top of the first, meaning, a second rock is going to have to land not on Iron's head, his back, or his legs, not to his side, or next to the rock, but ontop of the first rock, which itself by luck has not landed on Iron. If enough rocks land on the correct side of Iron, and Iron has not been killed by a falling rock, had his legs broken, been crushed or buried by a large pile, or impaled by stalactites, then maybe he could have a pile that could be used as cover. But what is he going to do at this point? He's a melee fighter. If the plan was to wait for them to come close, then why not just wait in the dark area behind the hill? If the plan was to jump out and charge them, then why not just charge them in the first place, since Iron will risk getting shot to jump out into the open to provoke rocks to fall? If Iron was going to use a gun or buck rocks at them, then why not do that in the first place? I guess it is also entirely possible that Iron could cause enough damage to make a stalactite fall and kill an enemy, although that is less probably than Iron getting impaled since he is closer to the epicenter.
tl;dr, it can maybe work if Iron wins enough dice rolls, but it just seems less workable than something like waiting to see if they approach, trying to parley with the enemy, using something as movable cover, seeing if Cauldron is stealthier, creating a distraction, or just charging them/shoot projectiles. Not say that the cavern is completely stable, because it
isn't, and Iron could damage it. It's just a matter of making the damage work in your favor
>>101987Dang. And here I thought I was smartly using my environment. Iron has low Int for a reason.Iron shakes his head.
"Perhaps I can make a loud sound like a scream or something on one side while you stealth away on the opposite side. Would that work?"
>>101988"Depends on the distance between the sound and where I am. This whole cavern tunnel is maybe 25 feet wide"
Like 7 and a half meters
>>101989"Would it at least let you reach the stream for some stealth takedowns?"
>>101990"If the sound is far enough away from where I am expected to go... Who do you want to take down, anyways?"
>>101991"I would say any pony that could spot us going down this center until we can reach safe, concealed cover to transport the goods."
>>101992"So, any of them?"
>>101993Iron nods.
"At least enough to grant us safe passage down and into cover, including Pear who is still behind us."
>>101994"What is your plan?"
>>101995Iron pokes his chin, peeking out just to make sure he can at least see lights down the area for projectile throwing before answering.
>>101996There are lights, to be sure
>>101997Nodding, he goes back down.
"I was thinking you could flank them while I pick off some of these ponies with rocks while being obnoxiously loud."
>>101998"They'll already be looking this direction, because this is the only obvious path. It's getting them to look
anywhere else that's the challenge"
>>101999Iron rubs his temples.
"I see why you were so tense before."
He picks a rock with his forehoof, checking the nearby surroundings.
"There seems to be little we can do to outmaneuver the enemy."
Peeking out, he starts aiming for the light closest to their position.
"I believe they will stay on their side for quite a while unless we somehow create a situation where both of us could 'die' to warrant sending a group to confirm," he whispers as he steadies his rock. "If we try to speak with them, they would likely say 'give us your belongings and we will forgive your transgressions, if not you die' sort of spiel while hidden in their cover."
Huffing in slight frustration, he finally sets the rock on that sweet spot.
"The best strategy could be that I draw the fire by moving my bushy hair while in cover after throwing a rock to draw fire, giving you a chance to pick off some enemies with the high ground advantage."
>>102002Not in my country,
Griffin
>>102005Whoops, guess I really should've held my
beak!
>>102006Feather or not we should be making these puns, I don't know.
>>102007If you have only one bullet, and before you stand a griffin and a bad pun maker, shoot the pun maker
>>102008Why are you tryna keep a man down? I've
clawed my way up from the bottom, you know.
>>102010Eh, I'm
paw out of ideas, anyways.
I should be able to do something tonight if the bat is on.
>>102012Hello.
I am not so sure he will be
>>102011That pun is bad, and you should feel bad
>>102013He's just scraping the bottom of the barrel...
...with his
talons!
So, how is everyone tonight?
>>102017Better than bad, at least.
The events of today were... very weird, to say the least
>>102019Weird as in "funny haha" or weird as in "eugh..."?
>>102020As in “what the fuck just happened”
>>102033*startled pony noises*
>>102034*confused blep noises*
Alright, who wants to play?
>>102036I'm always ready.
>>102036Yeet. i got some food to eat first though.
>>102037Let me summon the motivation to write... like a lot. Or we could put a pin in that
>>102039Up to you. You're the one writing it, after all.
>>102036I don't have too long tonight, but I might be able to play a little.
>>102041Well then. Declare an action
>>102040Uh...
>>102042Well, with no money and nothing to my name other than Tipsy, I suppose I will take a stroll around the block and see what we are dealing with here.
>>102043I’m pretty sure shimmer received money. Anyways, the area is fairly urban, with most buildings being 3 or so stories. Brick buildings with shops on the lower level and apartments above are the norm
>>102044Do any of the shops stand out from the rest?
>>102046Well, I would suppose a smith or something. Something that an adventurer would find more appealing than a simple grocery.
>>102047Uh... sure? If you go far enough
>>102050Well... Dark Star now is in the abandoned house behind the two officers, who are ahead of him, do not see him, and have not yet heard him
>>102051Dark Star steps out into the area behind them and points his shotgun at them
"Freeze. Drop your batons."
>>102052Ruffles the fur of the ancient pony>>102053They look back at Dark Star, not quite yet in a fully defensive posture against him, with a look of puzzlement upon their faces
>>102054"Put Down The Batons."
He levels it at them
"We Are Gonna Have A Little Chat."
>>102055They eye Dark Star, and turn to him directly, taking now defensive postures
"And who are you?"
Skies is visible now behind them (from the direction they were formerly approaching)
\r
>>102056"It Doesn't matter who i am."
He Grins
"I Know What you did."
>>102057They eye him, but remain silent
>>102058Can i sense motive their body language?
[1d20 = 2]>>102060Sense motive
>>102054The ancient pony approves
>>102061They just want to talk
>>102062Since I finally have a weekend I do not have to go to workI swear I will do
something to advance Silver
>>102063Finally, the ancient pony will be able to move his old bones.
>>102064What was that about Rosa Maledicta...?
>>102066Oops Boomeed
Diplomacy
"I Know that you are a Dirty Rat. Just Come Clean"
>>102067They are not in much of a talking mood
>>102065Talking about what I typed a while ago?
Part of filling out this world has been figuring out the role Zebrica plays in it... especially since the current world really feels like it's missing some essential wars, like a World War 1 or a Boer WarI found a map of Zebrica as planned. I wouldn't really want to use all of it, but suffice it to say it's big, and gives plenty of room>>102069Yes
>>102070A job Silver did in his youth. Client wanted some rare books retrieved, no questions asked, pretty standard stuff. As he started thinking back on the jobs he did when he was younger, he thought he recognized what looked like a filly Rosa in the client's household, and that the books felt rather suspicious. Just one of the things he's come to regret, even if he couldn't have had any idea at the time.Also, it's neat that you found a map of Zebrica. I'm curious about what it will look like once they add the continent to the game.
So... i may have fallen a sleep last night.
Alright, so I’m going to give my analysis of the Zebrica leaks, since I found it last night
The first thing you should notice is that the continent is fucking huge. Just the big island of Macawia is bigger than Minotauria. Colthage must be bigger than Wingbardy, and Saddle Arabia seems to be as big as the entire Equestrian South East. I’ve heard it’s bigger than Equus and Griffonia combined. I don’t really like this. I understand the desire to expand the world to include non-western cultures, but Jesus, you can split it across two continents, and you can shrink this one at least 30%. As imagined now, I think it will kill computers.
In the North, we have the islands of Macawia, which is the land of the parrots we see in the MLP movie. We know from the Zebra colony focus tree that this country represents Brazilian culture, this far the mod’s one and only acknowledgement of the existence of South America or any Spanish or Portuguese culture
In the Far East, we have 4 Kirin nations - the Kirin Empire, Ngua Nam (Vietnam), Khamre (Probably Khmer (Cambodia)), and Kir Zang (Laos).
Further south are two nations that are probably Zebra, Zongo (Congo), and Idowu (seems to be an Igbo Nigerian name).
In the north we have what is my favorite part of Zebrica: Hindia, Chital, Sambar, and Stagpal, 4 evidently deer nations with very good puns for their names, that seem to represent South Asian culture. 10/10 for deer puns.
To the south and west of that we have a number of nations with Equine names that represent North African and central Asian cultures - Colthage (Carthage), Trotbet (Tibet), Marekand (Samarkand(Uzbekistan)), and Coltagatai (Probably Chagatai Khanate, a central Asian Turkic empire). I have no idea if these are pony, Kirin, Zebra, or hippogriff.
For a period of time I seriously contemplated sending the dev team a request to include a parallel to Rhodesia or South Africa in Zebrica to show independent nations under Pony minority rule. And they have it... kind of. They have Griffin colonies in the South. Griffin Free State (Orange Free State boer Republic), Talonsvaal (Transvaal Free State boer Republic), and the “Feathesian South Zebrides” (probably Dutch East Indies?) which suggests two independent Feathesian Griffin colonies, and one continuing colony in the south. Fucking Griffins... I want ponies, damn it!
There are more than a few nations that seem to be minor nations with races that exist no where else - Oryxia of the Oryx, Gazellia of the Gazelles, Giraffia, Camelia, and Hyenia. Oryxia and Gaxelia may just be deer states, but the rest really take up a lot of space and don’t need to exist, especially since camelia and Hyenia are each as big as Wingbardy.
Two neat big additions are the Centaur Kingdom and the Gargoyle kingdom, I guess to give Tirek and Scorpan homelands.
Then there are what we have actually been waiting for: the big Zebra nations. Near the center, we have Warzena, Zaramanetia, Zair (Zaire/DRC), Central Zebrican Empire (Central African Republic), Mazwi (Zimbabwe?), and what looks like a Rwanda-styled country in the middle of a civil war
The map further includes two nations from the show and comics - hippogriffia, which is located to the southeast of Equestria here rather than to the southwest as in the show map. It looks plausibly expanded. The second is the Kingdom of Abyssinia, which is the homeland of the anthro-cats from the movie. In the comics, Abyssinia is located on a continent called “Panthera” south of the Griffins. There are two nations nearby - stirry and maresopotamia - that have since been renamed Astyria and Sumeria. I suspect the former will be an anthro-cat nation by the name.
To the south we have the Stormleucid Empire (Seleucid Greek-Persia), the Gyzwindid Empire (one of those weird ancient central Asian countries), and the Thundarian Empire. Presumably these are countries of the race the Storm King is from. I think it’s kind of weird that it’s three distinct “Empires,” since presumably the storm king would have unified them.
A very large portion of the west is taken up by countries that seem to have Southwest Asian, Persian, and North African themes. All of them seem to be pony nations. These include Maregypt Not even close to as good as the Indian deer puns which may be the Sonambula of the show, and Timbucktu - a Pegasus cloud city sacked by Changelings in the comics. Its position in central Zebrica does not work well for that. We also see Saddle Arabia from the show.
There are two nations that seem to be based on mythical names for unicorns. “Re’em” is the Hebrew word for unicorn, implying a unicorn pony Israel. Mazel Tov! “Karkadann” of Karkadannistan is the Persian unicorn. So Persian Aryan Unicorns.
In the South are two nations, Omane and Maretonia (from the show), which have since been renamed to Kurzemenid and Aestlonia respectively. “Kurzeme” is a region in Latvia, and while I can’t find anything on “Aestlon” I recall from my research for the Hellquill area that “Aesti” is the Roman name for modern Eesti/Estonia, suggesting these two nations are Latvia and Estonia parallels. Why they would be located on Zebrica next to Unicorn Persia, rather than next to the Lithuanian themed Longsword.
One race feels conspicuously absent: Changelings. Why are there no Changeling nations on Zebrica? One set of cultures that feels conspicuously absent are Hispanic cultures. I understand that they don’t exist in that part of the world, but then why include Brazilian Macaws?
There are many nations I Raif her couldn’t read the names of or figure out. “Tanaigha” in the south east could be from the Irish word for “thin,” a Changeling nation, from a Zulu phrase meaning “we did it,” a Zebra nation that kicked out Griffin settlers, or a Japanese phrase, a Kirin nation.
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Today has been fucking cursed. First the fire alarms go off at 7 in the morning, then the power goes out at 4 in the evening. What the fuck, universe?
>>102086Neat. At least we'll finally have some proper desert locations to fight in now, besides just the Appleloosan region.
>>102086I need this content though. The wait is killing me. I have been following Equestria at war since it only had the one continent. It is super impressive what they have done with it.
>>102087Pets the old pony again.
You should have seen how bizarrely that trial ended
>>102088Pets the Unicorn
>>102089The ever absent unicorn is pet. Hopefully I won't disappear after 3 posts this time.
>>102090Any action to declare?
>>102091I guess I will check out a smith to window shop their daggers.
>>102092A pawn shop has a set of daggers on display. They appear purpose made as weapons
>>102093Do they have price tags on them, or would I have to talk to the pony inside?
>>102095I'll keep that in mind and come back with the bat. He might find some more throwing knives too. I continue wandering around a bit, taking note of ponies as I go. Do they look poor, on edge, or perhaps shady, or did I trot into a decent part of town?
>>102097Well... I better get back to the room soon then. But not before I head by a bakery. I think Spark could use something to eat once in a while.
>>102098There are certainly bakeries
I'm being silly, and you can't stop me!
>>102100NO FUN ALLOWED REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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>>102102You better take off that sign there, sir.
Because if not you'll feel the pain
>>102100Sir, this is a Zero silliness zone
>>102101You're back!
>>102104Don't make me come down there, mister!
>>102105You're asking a lot of me, here.
>>102105Hi. Had some things to deal with in real life. Probably will be absent for longer periods of time and after about 10 PM ART, I won't be able to play, so weekdays are off or extremely shortened.
Felt very bad when I failed so hard at my uni exams so far, so I have to give more time to it. A lot more
>>102108What is Argentina time?
>>102109UTC offset is -3
Not sure about your particular time.
>>102110Uh... What time is it now?
>>10211114:49 hs or 2:49 PM
>>102112Okay, you are two hours ahead of me then. I can deal with that on weekdays if I start immediately after work
Or during the last, boring hour of work
>>102113I see. I'd rather you not risk your real life work just for me, but if you're confident that it'll work and not make a toll on your sanity, sure.
If you want to start now, last post of mine was
>>102000
Just booked airfare and hotels for the final BronyCon>>102000"I wish I had a rifle... I could try"
Note that Iron can toss a rock out of line of sight, but that any kind of precise aiming, or adding any real force to the rock by means of bucking, requires standing in a more vulnerable position, at least when targeting the ponies
>>102115Iron looks at Cauldron, letting go of the rock on his cover.
"We still have the coat piercers
rifles in your saddlebags, unless you have thrown them away somewhere."
Nice. Have fun there. Hopefully it's a good time.
>>102115Hope ya find some cool stuff there.
>>102116She nods, understanding
So, here's an unrelated question while we wait for something else to happen: what horse/pony-related name would you use to name a class of frigate?
>>102119E.S.S Silver Skies...
>>102118Damnit, it didn't update properly.Iron nods.
"Now that your weaponis optimal for the job, let us start a small distraction."
He extends his head ever so slowly to show off his big, poofy, wild hair while covering his head, pushing the aimed rock away without any clear target with the maximum strength possible from under cover to try and lure some fire to him while Cauldron prepares her shot.
>>102121Eh...thanks? I was thinking more along the lines of naming the entire class of ship.
>>102123Floater!
A very fast scouting ship but isn't as small as a U-Boat.
>>102119Well, first, look to what you are modelling your Navy on. In World War 2, the Frigates of the Royal Canadian Navy were named after small islands, suburbs, rivers, and lakes. I can't exactly tell what the British Royal Navy used as its naming convention but it appearsa to be pretty much the same as the Canadian, with Frigates given the names of minor locations in England. The U.S. Navy did not have frigates per se, but did have destroyer escorts, which are basically the same thing. Their destroyer escorts tended to be named after minor naval officers, Medal of Honor/Navy Cross winners, and navy personnel killed in action including at the beginning of WW2 (they built ships fast). I personally like the U.S. naming convention the most, so let's go with that.
I would take the name of a navy-associated Medal of Honor recipient from before WW2 and ponify it. Consider Daniel Daly, a man who, in my opinion, is an ideal model of what an American Soldier should be. He served in China in the Boxer rebellion, when a large number of Boxer rebels attacked and nearly overwhelmed his position. He held on with a machine gun and fought off the attacking Boxers, possibly inflicting as many as 200 enemy casualties, an act for which he won the Medal of Honor. Some years later, he was serving on a U.S. mission in Haiti as his unit was trying to cross a river. His unit was attacked, scattered, and its one and only machine gun was lost in the river. He went back on his own, dived into the river, retrieved the machine gun, and I believe fought off a number of rebel soldiers before going back to his platoon, an act for which he earned the Medal of Honor. But it was Daniel Daly's actions in World War 1 that earned him immortally. He is most known for the Battle of Belleau Wood, where his unit was holed up in a trench under heavy enemy machine gun fire, refusing to advance. Then Daly stood up out of his trench, and yelled to his men, "Come on you sons a bitches! You want to live forever?" With Daly leading the charge, the unit went forth, and ultimately captured or destroyed multiple German machine gun positions. Daly insisted that he did not use the term "sons a bitches" but rather "men." The U.S. military considered giving Daly a Medal of Honor for acts of heroism in World War 1, but believed that no man should have three Medals of Honor.
So I would name the ship after Daniel Daly. As a ponified name... probably Daniel Hayleaf? Daniel Daisy? I don't know. There's something about the Daly story, and how naming a ship after it would honor it, strikes me as only really making sense in the American cultural context. If I wanted a more,
British cultural attitude, I would name a ship something like
Hayseeds.
Fun fact, the ship in Starship Troopers is a Transport-Frigate named
Roger Young, after an American WW2 Medal of Honor winner in the Pacific. Starship Troopers also uses a variation of Daly's famous line, "Come on you dumb apes, you want to live forever?"
[2d20 = 18]>>102122Success!
>>102126How much AC do I get from being in cover again?
>>102121Oh come on
>>102122Two shots aim at Iron, both miss.
He can see looking down that the black maned pony in a Panama Hat is aiming a pistol over towards him, while one porter aims a rifle. The other porter is still unarmed, as is the white pony in the Pith helmet.
>>102127+4 from full cover
>>102128Iron feels one of the bullets close to his poofy hair.
"Shoot the coat piercerer!"
porter with rifle
>>102125Huh. Didn't expect to learn that today. Neat.
[10d20 = 121]>>102131Aww
Pets the edgy pony>>102130The more you know
>>102129With her last few rounds, she complies
>>102132Nice shots all around!
Are you rerolling to confirm the crit?
[1d20 = 15]>>102133Not necessarySeveral shots hit the Porter, and he falls to the ground
The Stallion with the Panama Hat shoots back
[2d6 = 7]>>102134Cauldron is hit, and falls back
>>102132So, you still wanting to write that news article, or have you given up?
>>102132The Edgy Horse is petted
>>102136Uh... it may be best to continue, and then if one is written later, it can be presented later
>>102137D'aww, there you go Dark Star. Maybe later we'll find a good mare for him. Shouldn't be too hard, as Equestria should have a favorable male to female ratio
>>102138Alright then, it will be implied he read a newspaper. How long do you think that would have taken him?
[1d20 = 5]>>102134>>102135Aw man. I wanted Cauldron to get off scot-free.Iron, seeing how his partner got wounded by the stallion with the small gun, starts to fume up inside.
"That does it."
He drops all pretense of staying in cover, puts a rock in bucking range aimed at one of the special ponies, turns around and gives it a powerful kick right to that offender with the Panama hat. Yes, power hit +5
>>102141Aw man. Hopefully Cauldron can follow it up with a better roll and jinx the Panama hat wearing pony.
>>102143It’s okay Dark Star, there are plenty of mares in the herd
>>102141>>102142Iron misses. Caudron is still shot, and more importantly, seems to have used the last of her ammunition.
After this, Panama hat decides to fall back, and the other two needed no persuasion to follow
>>102144Darn.Cursing under his breath, he looks over Cauldron to ensure her overall wellbeing.
"Are you alright?"
>>102145For a moment, Cauldron looks as if she wants to yell "No I'm not alright!"
Instead, cauldron places a hoof near the area between the two shoulders under her neck
"I've been shot"
>>102146Woah. That sounds quite bad.Iron quickly moves beside her, trying to see the wound for himself.
"Do you have those potions and if so, would they treat you of your piece of metal inside?"
>>102147"I think I have one container and some herbs, but no... The bullet remains until it is removed"
Cauldron looks a little pained, and turns herself over onto her back, with the bullet wound above her chest, but entering down into her barrel.
"I think that was their main attacking force..."
Something moves behind Iron
>>102148Hoping it's Pear.As he was about to try to dislodge the bullet with some stubborness and resilience, the presence puts him on edge. He lightly turns his head to face the newcomer.
>>102148So, ready to continue as if he had read the newpaper?
>>102149Sure?
>>102149At the last moment, he can hear clopping on stone. The presence moves back slightly as Iron faces it. In the darkness, a yellow and orange colored pony can be made out, and when she speaks, her identity is confirmed
Pear: "Are they still there?"
>>102151Iron shakes his head.
"They fell back for now."
He motions Pear over as he rummages through Cauldron's saddlebags for the potion.
"Do you have any experience with taking out metal bits from ponies?"
>>102151As Silver looks down into the quarry, having read his newspaper and returned to the lot, he wonders how much longer this is going to take.
It is not like I am going to life forever, here...
>>102152Pear looks relieved at first, and then confused
"Come again?"
>>102153Poor Silver
The water line has receded somewhat
>>102154Iron motions her again, urging her to come closer and see the wound.
"She has been wounded by metal. Come closer."
With that, he keeps trying to find that potion.
If there is one.
>>102154He sighs. At least the risk to life and limb is currently very slim.
Hmm...well, I suppose I could go see those colts our group rescued, while I wait. I wonder if they are doing alright...everything considered. With that decided, he puts into his cart any of his supplies that might scare the foals, before trotting his way to the orphanage.
Where is Dark Star
>>102155"Oh..." She moves closer to Cauldron, and mumbles to herself
"I thought you asked if I accepted bits from stallions..."Cauldron has already pulled put some herbs, and struggles with a lighter to try to light them. In her bag, there are a few class containers, though it's hard to say which one is a potion
>>102156So you want to put off the final assault on the catacombs?
I have been wanting to show those other characters again though, I just though Dark Star would get to them first
>>102157For just a bit, while the pump does its work. By the time he returns, I imagine he'll be prepared to finish this job once and for all.
Just how it happens, I suppose.
>>102157Let's try to follow the healer's footsteps thenSlightly confused at Pear's mumbling, he shrugs it off as he tries to assist Cauldron in her current action by trying to light the lighter himself.
"Pear, order the containers in a neat, easy to reach row. We are doing some healing."
(Hopefully the process is not too complicated)
>>102158He walks thusly, arriving at the orphanage
"I don't believe I've seen you here before"
>>102159For a brief moment, Pear seems indignat. It fades fast, and Pear complies without comment, ordering the containers
Cauldron seems more than a little uneasy
"Hoof me an empty one"
>>102160Iron nods, picking an empty container and hoofing it to Cauldron.
(What would cause Pear to be indignant about this? Does she know any special attributes to heal her up and take the metal off of her?)
>>102161Cauldron lights an herb on fire, and places it inside the container, then tries to inhale the smoke
>>102160He nods at the pony (presumably a nun) who speaks to him. "You likely have not. I have only been here once before.
"Listen...there are couple of foals here who were rescued from...unspeakably horrific conditions. I was part of group that rescued them. I was hoping I could check up on them, see how they are doing."
>>102162Ah, an analgesic of sorts.Iron does his part by softly securing the container within her nostrils.
He glances back at Pear to see what she's doing meanwhile.
>>102164*her nostrils and mouth.
[1d20+2 = 9]>>102163She turns her head
"Part of the group who rescued them...?"
Then she turns her head back up
"Well, perhaps. They are out of class now. The police came by, and spoke with them earlier. They are in the back"
Also, sense motive
>>102164No, it's to help prevent Cauldron from drowning in her own bloodLining the beakers up neatly. What do you expect?
>>102166Oh. I guess that's that then.Iron, unsure of what to do next, decides to check Cauldron's bags for anything that could extract metal from the insides of ponies.
(She must have been shot before.)
>>102166You can certainly tell that most of the ponies in this setting expect ulterior motives in everything.He's concerned about the little ones after what they had to go through. "Спасибо. They are not too tired, yes? I can not imagine having to relive that horrible experience, even for police, can be easy on them."
>>102167Because getting shot is hardly unforeseeable, a pair of Magill forceps can be found deep in Cauldron's bag
>>102168Well, I figured that if Silver had been a hired gun sent from the Mafia or whoever to kill or kidnap the two little ponies so they couldn't testify at trial, then the nun would be thought of stupid for not at least investigating this possibilityBut now that you mention it, I guess it does make the setting seem darkerShe looks down
"Well... no. They are awake. It's getting them to go and stay asleep that is the hard part"
>>102169He nods again, more somberly this time. "I could not blame them..." With that, he trots towards the back, where she indicated the foals were.
[1d20 = 3]>>102169Nice looking forceps, actually.Iron returns with the forceps equipped, looking down in the wound, aiming the medical tool.
"Here it comes. Try not to move when I extract the metal off of you."
With that, he starts the probably hurtful process of getting a bullet removed from her body.
Rolling heal
which is a d20 without modifiers.
[1d20 = 12]>>102171I'll just reroll that. You can keep the part where Cauldron gets hurt by this roll.Iron, sweating nervously after moving the forceps way too slugish, focuses on the tool and tries again.
>>102170I don't remember if Silver knows their names or not
The larger white earth pony is closer towards the center of the room, trying to make a toy train on a circular track go forward, pushing it along. The aqua marine unicorn colt is in a chair in the left corner, kind of
just sitting there>>102171>>102172"
YIP YIP!"
Cauldron barks
"Do you want me to do it?" Pear asks
>>102173Why sad? You want pony to cheer you up?
[1d20 = 17]>>102174Aw... Well, I'll try one more time."Let me try once more."
He takes a deep breath to steady his hoof and tries to take out the bullet from his partner
and currently platonical friend, Cauldron.
>>102174He definitely does not, that much I know.
Silver stands by the entrance to the room for a couple seconds to watch them before knocking on a nearby wall. "May I enter?"
>>102176And.. grab
Cauldron bites down on a piece of rope, then asks Iron
"Pull it out"
>>102178They both look over to Silver and are left silent. They do not say anything
>>102173How does Dark Star feel about Bat Ponies?
>>102179Not exactly best omen... Silver clears his throat, still sounding a bit strained from the damage it took yesterday. "My name is Silver Sword. I was part of group that rescued you two." He looks from one of the colts to the other. "Could you perhaps tell me your names?"
>>102181Adults don't ask them permission, adults just doThe white one speaks
"I think I remember you. My name is White Orchid"
It takes the aqua unicorn a moment to respond
"I am Mint Marine..." he says, looking away at the end
>>102179Iron nods, pulling out the bullet as carefully and swift as possible.
>>102175Yea.
>>102180Mostly Neutral.
>>102182Uh...okay...?Tentatively, Silver steps inside the room. "I wanted to see how you two were holding up, maybe spend some time with you, if you wanted." After a second of thinking, he pulls out the last two milk chocolate candy bars from his saddlebags. "Oh, and I suppose these are for you."
>>102184The last two posts for Dark Star are
>>102068 >>102067Skies is there with Dark Star
And if you want a new marefriend for him... I may be able to insert a batpony character>>102183The bullet is pulled out. Pear responds by touching a handkerchief with some sort of green paste on it over the wound
"What about your wounds?" Pear asks
>>102185This gets eyes focused on the bars. For a moment, a brief moment, there is silence. Like the silence awaiting the town clock to strike noon in an Old West duel. Then, the aqua pony jumps up, as well as the white one. Each comes and takes a milk chocolate bar
>>102186Silver smiles at the sight.
At least that has not changed. He sits down where he is and pulls out a chocolate bar with almonds for himself, enjoying a bite of it with a satisfying crunch.
>>102187It is indeed crunchy and almondy
The aqua pony now lies down on his belly as he tries to much the chocolate, as the white pony remains standing
>>102186"You Have 10 seconds."
He Scowls at them while pointing his shotgun at them
>>102186Iron shrugs.
"I will be fine for the time being."
He casually sets down the metal piece taken out of Cauldron.
"I will need some tending after we get out of here, but for now we should advance if possible."
He kneels over to Cauldron, presenting his crest for her to support her hypothetical standing up.
"Can you stand up?"
>>102188Silver looks at the two foals after swallowing down the tasty bite. "Could you maybe tell me little bit about yourselves?"
>>102189He replies
"I never ratted on the Gang"
>>102190She stands up
"Yes"
>>102191The white pony blinks, before looking up
"What do you want to know?"
>>102192He nods.
"Good. We need to move out before they set an ambush for us. We shall leave the pots back there until we deal with the bandits. Any objections?"
Alright, time is up. Good night GM.
>>102192"Well...what kind of things do you like to do, for instance?"
[1d20 = 4]>>102192Sense motive
>>102195>>102192"I've Heard Otherwise."
He Frowns
>>102196“Who sent you! I’ve not gone back on our agreement!”
The mare looks surprised
>>102195Uh... not a great roll, but he is indignant
>>102193Both shake their heads
>>102194White Orchid: “Well... the nuns have me help around as they need me. They also teach me the writings of the Saints, and about harmony. I got this train yesterday”
He points to the train
“It’s pretty nice”
>>102197The rear of the train takes on a blue glow at the same time as Silver's horn, as it's pushed slowly around the track. "It looks very nice indeed." He releases his telekinetic grip on the train, letting it roll a few more inches underneath its own power. "So, is that what you like doing? Helping nuns out and learning about Harmony?"
>>102198“Well, and playing with other colts. We play games around the woods sometimes”
He looks down at the train
>>102199"Sounds little bit like me when I was colt." He looks over to Mint Marine. "What about you? What do you like to do?"
>>102197"Don't Act Like you Don't Know, you Fink."
He Growls
>>102200Mint Marine looks up at Silver from his position on the floor
“I don’t know... I haven’t been here as long. I guess collect bottle caps from milk bottles, walk around outside... I go by the pond and look at the insects. Sometimes try to fold up newspapers and float them as boats. Sometimes I read fairy tales, or old poems when I’m stuck inside”
>>102201“It’s Pransisco isn’t it? Tell him I haven’t ratted on shit”
>>102202He smiles. "It sounds like you enjoy being around water."
>>102203He Smiles as he tells him a name.
"How Did You Guess? If It Wasn't you,then who was it? The boss isn't Very Happy."
>>102204“Sometimes. When I lived with my grandmother on the Moonlight Shores I’d watch the smaller yachts and fishing boats go by”
>>102205“I don’t know who did what, but I haven’t talked for shit!”
>>102206"When I was your age in St. Petershoof, I would sometimes see boats out on water when I made delivery out to docks. Who knows, perhaps when you grow up, you will become great sailor, like your name suggests."
>>102208He nods, still looking up at the old pony
>>102207Dark Star Squints
"I Might believe you. What was the last thing you did for the Gang?"
>>102209He certainly looks old, if a little younger than his actual age. The bandages still wrapped around his neck look like they either need to be removed or changed. Bits of his super floof poke out of his olive drab fatigues and make him look a bit like a teddy bear wearing an outfit. Despite all this, he still looks big and strong, very fit for a pony of his age.
As for what he is doing now, he speaks once again to the two foals. "Would you two like to do something? Play game, hear story? Maybe take trot around town?"
>>102210“Are you that short sighted? I kept customs away for not one, but two ships.”
>>102211White Orchid wags his tail
“Yes.”
Mint Marine nods approvingly
>>102212Silver smiles and stands up. "Well, what would you like to do?"
>>102213“Um.... Ice Cream?”
>>102212"Just 2? thats not that many."
He Cocks an eyebrow
"That's Nice and all, But what have you done for us lately?"
>>102214"Excellent choice. Ice cream it is, then! Let us go let one of nuns know that we are going for ice cream."
>>102215“Lately? That’s in the past couple weeks. You know I foiled that investigation the city was trying to do on Caporetto. After all he did for us I figured he earned it”
>>102216He is silent, then tilts his head
“Do we have to tell them?”
>>102217"I am certain they would appreciate it, so they do not worry about where you are." Silver tilts his head in the opposite direction. "Unless there is reason you do not want to tell them?"
>>102218“They normally don’t want us eating too many sweets”
>>102219"Ohhhhh." He scratches his muzzle. "Well...we will just leave that part out."
>>102220White Orchid nods
Mint Marine comments
“I think they would let us under the circumstances”
>>102221"Follow me, then." Silver leads the way out of the room, stopping by the nun who let him in on the way.
"Little ones want some air, so I am taking them out for walk around town. Just letting you know so you do not get worried."
>>102217"You Know, You're a Great Asset to our Gang. i Might Talk to the Boss, and see if you can get moved up."
>>102223He nods, but uncertainly
>>102222“Oh. Alright.”
>>102224Silver nods, and further leads the way out of the orphanage for the two foals. Once they're safely out of earshot of the orphanage, he speaks to them again. "Anything else you want to do after we get our ice cream? Go to park, trot around store? This might as well be your treat day, you should be able to do what you want."
>>102224Dark Star looks at the mare next to him
"What About Her?"
>>102225“I don’t know... I have t been out in a while...”
>>102226“She’s done nothing wrong”
>>102227"Hmm, might be you two actually did need some air. It is not good for ponies to be cooped up inside building all time. How about we go get our ice cream, eat it at park, then take proper trot around town so you can get reacquainted with locations around here? We can get to know each other along way."
>>102228“Okay”
Though Mint Marine has been silent, he keeps his attention on Silver, and seems to like the plan
>>102227ok just to clarify. She was also in the file?
>>102229Silver turns for the sort of light residential or commercial areas of towns where ice cream parlors and ice cream stands are common. "If I am being honest, it would do me some good as well to get more familiar with this city. I only just arrived short few days ago."
>>102230Yes, one of the possible leakers. She had the information
>>102232"You Can Leave."
he motions at the stallion.
>>102233He back out. Slowly
“And her?”
>>102231It takes a while of walking, but there is indeed an ice cream parlor, about 8 blocks down past residences
>>102234Silver opens the door to the parlor for them. "Go on in and choose your favorite. It is my treat."
>>102234"Don't Worry About it. She'll be fine"
He Grins
>>102235Mint Marine chooses a large bowl of strawberry ice cream. After a half minute, he realizes that he can add gummy bears and sprinkles. White Orchid immediately goes all out with a large sundae, adding whipped cream, banana, and chocolate cookie
>>102236“Okay...” he backs off
\r
[1d20+5 = 8]>>102237He listens to see if he walks away
>>102238He walks out, and Skies silently follows him
>>102237To be young like that again... Silver chuckles at this display. "I am not sure we will be able to go out to park to eat our ice cream, with so much of it ordered." Silver just orders a simple chocolate ice cream cone.
>>102239"i Know something about you too,miss."
He Grins
>>102241She stands there expressionless, defiantly
>>102240“Oh we need this to go? Let me ask for waffle cones...”
Even now, Zebrican chocolate makes it way to Baltimare, if at a higher price
>>102242"So Who Are you really working for?"
>>102243“What do you mean?”
>>102242Silver just shakes his head and laughs to himself. "That was part of plan. Yes, waffle cones would most certainly help."
>>102244"Oh Don't Play Coy."
He gives her a Deadpan stare
https://www.bbc .com/news/world-latin-america-48652686
We might not be hearing from iron for awhile.
I slept 12 hours last night, and it was amazing
>>102245The confused worker places the ice cream into waffle cones and bowls
“That will be 8 bits”
>>102246“What are you talking about?”
>>102248Well....
>>102251That's great to hear! Glad you're rested up.Silver takes 8 Bits worth of coins out of his bags and sets them on the counter. "There you go."
>>102248And I thought
we were having power troubles. Jesus. Hope things get sorted out for him soon.
>>102252Silver pays the pony, and he now has two little colts with towering ice cream cones to deal with
>>102253It's tricky, but Silver attempts to use his magic to at least keep the ice cram stable, so they don't suddenly come crashing down. He also makes sure to grab some plastic silverware so the colts can actually
eat their cold treats. "Now, I think I saw small park not too far from here. Let us get there before something bad happens to our ice cream."
>>102254It’s a good thing, because the colts are otherwise fairly messy. The fact that it is winter, and somewhat cold outside, also helps.
A park exists a few blocks over to the East. Something about the park makes it feels like it’s less artificial, and more of a snap shot of what this land looked like prior to urbanization - a somewhat swampy deciduous forest. There is a stream along the park, a small pond with uneven edges that must grow and shrink with the rains, a number of oak trees, and a few benches
>>102255It is so very different from Severyana, or even Manehattan, but this feels...nice. Like this is just right for this place. Whether it's a bench, a picnic table, or even just a sturdy fallen tree, Silver looks around the park for a good place for them to sit. "I almost feel as if I should have brought blanket for us to sit on. Can you help me look for good place to sit, little ones?"
Mint Marine shoots off, and after a half minute finds a log, while White Orchid finds a bench
>>102257He at least tests the log before making a decision, to make sure it can hold their weight, and making sure it's not swarming with termites or other insects.
>>102258The log seems a little rotted, and its structural integrity is questionable
>>102260He looks to Mint Marine and White Orchid with this information. "How about we try bench?"
>>102261“To the bench!”
“Okay...”
>>102262Silver gives Mint an apologetic look before trotting over to the bench White Orchid found.
>>102263And thus, they sit on the bench. It’s next to a trail
>>102264"Maybe we should trot along this trail when we have finished with our ice cream, hmm?" Silver takes a small bite out of the top of his ice cream, grimacing from the feeling of the cold against his teeth.
>>102265“Okay...”
The ponies start to pick up their oversized ice creams
>>102266He lets out a sigh once the cold feeling passes. "We do not have to if you do not want to. I will not force issue." Silver continues licking up his ice cream, enjoying the taste of it.
I can only imagine if we had had this back when I was colt...
>>102267“Force what issue?”
>>102268Silver pauses in his enjoyment of the cold creamy goodness to look at the colt. "I mean I will not force you to go along with whatever ideas I come up with. I took you two out here, so it is only right that you two get to decide what we do and what we do not do."
>>102269“But we always follow what the adults say”
>>102197Iron nods at the duo.
"Good. Follow me."
With that, he starts descending towards the combatants to loot their corpses for Cauldron to get more ammo off of them, as well as a weapon change if she so desires.
>>102248I'm practically offering my mobile data to be here so I'd say I won't last very long. I heard there's at least some parts that regained electricity so maybe it'll end soon.
>>102271No Submachine gun ammo, but they have rifles and lanterns
>>102273Iron looks at Cauldron.
"I think we should change the coat shredder for now, since you say there is no more metal in it to fire. Pick the coat piercer on the ground and as many ammo as you can carry."
>>102274She picks up a rifle, and several clips. Pear does something with a golden chalice by the stream
>>102275Iron decides to peer closer into Pear's actions.
(She seems to be planning something.)
>>102270"And that is good. It is good to at least consider what your elders say. But they do not have total control of your life. There are decisions that you can make on your own, even now, as long as you understand consequences of these decisions. As you grow older, you will find more things you will have control over, and like many other growing colts I imagine you will start to resent when elders make decisions for you, even when they are made in good faith."
Silver wonders to himself if it's weird to give these colts this type of advice when he's just recently met. "I suppose there is balance to be had between doing things as you are told and doing things on your own initiative." He has a lick of his ice cream. "I will tell you what; for today, while I am watching you, you two can decide where we go and what we do, give you taste of self-determination. I will protect you, and try to offer guidance where I can, but I will only be following."
>>102276She places the Chalice in the water, whispers into it, then carefully pour the water back into the stream
>>102277Mint Marine:
"We could walk around the pond... I like to do that"
>>102278Silver nods. "Alright then, we will do that after we finish our ice cream."
[1d20 = 13]>>102278Iron blinks.
(Ah, it seems to be praying to the Gods in the river.)
Turning to the path ahead, he decides to ensure Cauldron takes the ammo of that one porter.
"Let us make haste for every second we leave them alone, their ambush will be be better made."
He tries to remain cautious as he walks, trying to find any clues of ambush or left behind goods.
Rolling spot to find anything as he walks along and possibly spot ambush signs.
>>102280>>102280They seem to have left the tavern. There are some mining tools and bags left behind
>>102279The ice cream begins to get messy as the colts' licking intensifies
>>102281Iron decides to rummage the bags for something of use, encouraging the others to do so.
>>102282Pick axe, flare, flood light, battery, towel, vanish remover, careful chest... what is “useful”?
>>102283Iron shakes his head.
I was hoping for some explosives to clear out rubble repurposed as anti-infantry grenades.
>>102284There are indeed two sticks of dynamite
[1d20 = 11]>>102285>>102286Oh boy. Battery running out.He picks them up and passes it to Cauldron.
"You should know how to use these."
(Hopefully.)
With that, he takes one last look before moving forwards, making sure he spots any ambushes as top priority.´
Rolling spot again.
>>102287No enemies are visible within the cavern
>>102288Man, this is tense.Iron feels a trickle of sweat on his crest.
(Where are they?)
He keeps moving forward, trying his best to go from cover to cover.
>>102289Not much cover is possible within the cavern, save for the darkness itself, which is absolutely perfect. Nothing can be seen that does not have light shined on it
>>102290Iron exhales a bit, looking back at his two companions.
"Where do you two think these ponies are? Would they be waiting outside or at some part of the cavern?"
>>102291“I don’t know... they could be”
>>102281Apologies. I was helping out with some Father's Day stuff. Just carried a 50 pound safe and about 30 pounds of shelving up three flights of stairs.Silver is suddenly thankful he still has a couple "borrowed" bar napkins in his bags, as he remembers he never asked for napkins from the parlor.
I wonder if I was ever that messy of eater when I was colt.
>>102292Finally the power came back on.Iron shrugs as he keeps moving.
"They would be waiting in a lit area so they would probably have to wait back at the entrance at least."
>>102293White Orchid asks
“You wear green uniform... why?”
>>102294Cauldron nods
Iron’s move
>>102295My move? Holy hecc. Think I can get a conga line going?Iron tries to recall how much time they took to reach the end of the cavern in order to gauge how ready would the bandits be to ambush the three of them as he walks forward.
(Perhaps they have a lot of time to prepare.)
>>102296A couple minutes since they left. Iron spent time going through their bags
>>102297I meant by going in the temple entrance the first time through and reaching the end part of the cavern.
Thank you for the minute tracking of my actions tho.
Iron ponders on the power of booping a bandit.
>>102298How long has he been inside? Probably as long as an hour
>>102295Silver hesitates. "I am...soldier, of sorts. Sometimes I find things for somepony. Sometimes I help fight bad ponies when there are no good ponies who can."
Sometimes I do not always help good ponies, he leaves out.
If I disappear again, it's because I'm out for dinner.
>>102300“Oh, you were a soldier? That’s pretty neat. My father was a soldier.”
>>102299So it took him an hour for jim to get the end...
Yep, bandits definitely have a good ambush waiting for us.
Iron treks far more cautiously as the time needed to get back to the entrance leaves quite some time for the bandits to set up an ambush.
He looks at his two companions to gauge their overall wellbeing, as well as any visible combat equipment on them.
(Both mares should have a weapon.)
>>102302It took an hour to walk to the first area, taste the water because iron likes to test for diseases apparently, cross the stream, walk up the incline, investigate the dead bodies, read a letter, walk down, investigate idols, kick solid stone walls, dive under some water, clear rocks, read frescos, investigate a treasure room, investigate a different treasure room, try to make cauldron tie pots of gold on him, try to make cauldron take those sane pots off, walk back to the top, ambush some bandits, get pinned down, spook the bandits away, pull a bullet from Cauldron, and rummage through the bandit’s stuff. Iron has done one hell of a lot of time consuming shit since entering the cavern besides just walking.
Cauldron is still kind of pissy, and Pear is a little anxious
>Pear carrying a weapon
>>102303Ah, you mean an hour in general. Ok, then the bandits didn't have too much time to set up an ambush, but Iron's cautious walk is still the same, albeit somewhat faster.
Iron sure hopes she's pissy over getting shot and not for following him into doing risky work.
Pear's lack of weaponry slightly unnerves him but figures her small size and lack of training means she cannot use what Cauldron has.
They walk ever forward, hopefully without walking right into an ambush and reaching the exit
[1d20 = 6]>>102304Iron’s hopes are dashed
>>102306Uh oh. You rolling is not good.
Unless it's a failed shot on the enemy's part
>>102301Ouch. I imagine there are many orphaned foals who can say that. "I am not sure if I met him. I did most of my assignments behind enemy lines, so it was rare for me to end up on battlefield." He goes to take another lick of his ice cream, but stops himself. "...I understand if it is painful, and if you do not want to answer, but...do you know what happened to him?"
>>102308“He went to fight against the Maredhi in the River War. I don’t really know what happened to him.”
>>102307A shot against Iron, and failed
[1d20-1 = -5]>>102309Not even sure if this is allowed in the game rules, but I'll try anyways. If it's not allowed, we'll just say Silver doesn't know much about that.
Knowledge, History: Silver racks his brain for what he might have heard about the Maredhi and the River War.
>>102310After the fall of the Storm King, west Zebrica was left in turmoil. After the Coptic Ponies requested Equestrian protection, Equestria sent a military force to intervene in the Upper Living River Basin against an invading group known as the Maredhi. Circa 1008 ALB
>>102311Silver nods. "Do you mind telling me little bit about him? What was he like?"
>>102312“Strong, firm, faithful. He was always an optimist”
>>102313"He sounds like good pony."
>>102314“I thought so...”
>>102309Uh oh.
Iron uses this turn to both spot the aggressor and some cover he has to hide.
>>102315Silver looks at the little colt. "Do not be sad, little one. You got to know good pony, and good father. Even if your time with him was cut painfully short, not everypony can say that." Silver gives Orchid a headpat. "Cherish those good memories, share them with others as he would want you to, and he will forever live on not just in your heart, but in hearts of all those who feel touched by love you had for him."
>>102316It seems there are several enemies outside the cavern. At this time, it is dark outside, though less dark than in the cavern
>>102317“The nuns read me some poems.
If I die, think only this of me:
That there is some small corner, of some far away land
That is forever Equestria”
>>102318Silver smiles softly. "I have not heard that before. It is nice poem."
>>102319“The nuns told us many more. I don’t have them memorized... but you can hear them later”
>>102320He nods, and gives his ice cream a lick. "So, Mint Marine here has come up with something to do. What would you do after that, White Orchid?"
>>102321Well, I don’t know. I have a couple ideas, but these could either be cliche or take up significant time
>>102322I mean, as long as it doesn't take up the entire in-game day, I'm sure it'll be fine.
>>102328I Feel asleep earlier, Sorry about that.
>>102329Dark Star was interrogating the female officer
>>102251 >>102246
>>102330"You Aren't Who you say you Are."
>>102331“What do you mean?”
>>102332"You Know What I Mean. Did you Really think i was here for Him?"
>>102334"... What do you want?"
>>102318Phew. Finally got some actual Wi-fi here.
Here's hoping that stuff doesn't happen again soon.Can Iron rush at one of the enemies to take him out and get some ok cover against the others without too many shots on him?
Preferably one that forces the bandits to change cover so Cauldron can flank them.
>>102338Well, the problem with rushing the enemy is that it would make him unambiguously vulnerable to any other enemies in the vicinity
>>102339Darn, at least Iron can get some cover to plan the use of the dynamite, right?
>>102340If he can manage it in the cavern entrance, or if he can bolt into the brush and cover himself there
>>102341Good thing I dropped the pots beforehand.Deciding that cover is the primordial objective in this encounter, he rushes towards the brush
which I think is a densely vegetative area filled with nice bushes to limit line of sight in order to better grasp Iron and Co.'s current situation.
Mlem
>>102341Good to see you, GM, even if it looks like you're on mobile. Feeling better?
[1d20 = 6]>>102342Roll Die
>>102343A little bit. Who is that pony?
[1d20 = 16]>>102344I'm betting it's just an OC. Has a Flurry-like color scheme, too.Would be funny if Silver becomes the art commisioner for our campaign.
>>102344I have absolutely no idea.
>>102345I suppose that would be a little funny. Not sure I could make promises in all cases as I am a very lazy person but I could try to draw something if someone asked for it.
>>102345Success, scarcely noticed, or at least, not shot
>>102346MAKE ART FOR US
>>102347Now that getting shot is not a guarantee...Iron decides to check a little more accurately the total amount of seeable enemies as well as how close together they are, like in small pockets or hiding in hard to flank cover.
>>102348I don’t know what art you need to make but... make it
>>102348>>102350Perhaps a simple group photo of all somewhat recurrent characters.
Failing that, perhaps you could simply draw one of the other existing PCs with the artstyle you prefer.
Did you know that "Boop" backwards is "Poob"?
>>102354>>102355Well, with that bombshell out of the way, how are you guys doing?
>>102356Winding down. Pretty sure I'm eating some light dinner.
>>102356Okay, I want to autistically argue about the My Little Pony setting
>>102357So, there's some room for error that you're not eating a light dinner?
>>102358Go right ahead. This is the perfect place for autism.
>>102359The possibility of error is gone, as I have eaten the light dinner.
If you're curious, it was boiled potatoes with sausages.
>>102360Sounds nice. We just had some Mexican stuff.
>>102336"The Truth."
He Frowns at her
>>102362She blinks
"The Truth about what?"
>>102363"i know you are reporting to somepony else. other than the Baltimare PD."
>>102364She narrows her eyes, and moves her head away in part
"Who do you mean?"
>>102365"Playing Coy Again i see. you know exactly what i mean."
>>102366“Oh, do you now?”
>>102368Her eyes start to glow slightly blue, causing her yellow irises to take on sort of a green coloration. Her face twists to an expression of irritation.
“Listen. I don’t know what deals you and he made, but I have nothing to do with it. I am a Baltimare PD officer. Let me go. Already you are threatening an officer, and interfering with official duties.”
>>102369"Yea i Don't Believe that.So How's Chrysalis?"
Dark Star Grips His shotgun tighter
[1d20+2 = 22]>>102370She pulls a hoof down on her vest
“Hail Chrysalis!”
Roll initiative
[1d20+3 = 4]>>102371>20...
[1d20+5 = 21]>>102372She pulls her pistol effortlessly, while Dark Star’s gun gets caught on a leather strap
[2d6 = 9]>>102374Looks like Dark Star gets hit
[1d20 = 14]>>102372With that difference in initiative, I think she gets two shots
[1d20+5 = 15]>>102378Nope
Dark Star Shoots Her
>>102379Hit.
I think Dark Star gets +2 damage for favored enemy
[2d10+2 = 10]>>102379>>102380Actually, if it's a shotgun, I'll roll damage
[1d20 = 20]>>102381>>102379Blood, red at first, but then a bluish color comes forth.
It's not enough...
She shoots back
>>102382R.I.P for real this time
>>102382>>102383>>102384>>102385The shot hits Dark Star squarely, but seems to go straight through his barrel to the otherside, somehow doing less damage than the last two hits
Somehow, Dark Star still has like 2 HP left
[1d20+5 = 19]>>102386Dark Star Fires his other shotgun barrel at her
>>102388>>102387The shot damned near blows her barrel open, and she falls inwards to the ground. In a flash of green light, she shows a black insect-like creature, with big blue eyes, light blue matted mane, blue dragonfly like wings, a blue carapace, a light blue translucent tail, black chitin, and those ubiquitous holes in her mane, her legs, and her wings you could run a pencil through. Her muzzle is narrow and scrunched and she has the fangs of a vampire. You get more than a little look at her insides, which now is scattered across the floor as if somepony dropped a melted quart of Blue Bubblegum ice cream
Dark Star collapses next to her, As He Groans in Severe Pain. he takes off his jacket and wraps it around his bullet wounds tightly. he then looks through her pockets.
>>102390The front door is kicked in, and Skies burst in, aiming her pistol
>>102391"Cha..Angling, im hit."
He Gasps out
>>102392Skies looks over, sees Dark Star bleeding upon the ground, sees the changeling, and rushes over
"You're hurt!"
>>102393Dark Star Coughs up some Blood
"I.. Killed her...sorry i know i should have wounded it...so we could get info."
>>102394"That's okay... They are hard to take alive... We need to get you out of here"
>>102395He Tries to stand
his knees wobble like a new born's
>>102396Skies places a foreleg under his, and helps Dark Star up
"Let me get you to the vehicle"
She takes him to what must be the police car the two ponies rode in on. The earth pony is in the back, in cuffs. He looks sort of scraggly, now that you think about it.
Skies helps him into the passenger seat
"The hell happened back there?"
"Not a word out of you"
Skies takes the radio, and turns a knob
"We had a shooting. Deputy was critically wounded. Attacker was killed on the spot."
Skies then takes a camera, and leaves the car for a moment
"She's dead?"
>>102397"What happened? I told her i knew who she was working for this made her eyes turn green, i asked how the queen was then she shot me in the barrel...3 times. I'm pretty sure she is,blue blood covered the room like a griffon covers its gold." He Chuckles "After her thorax was blown open."
He coughs up more blood
>>102398Skies pets the injuries pony, but leaves Dark Star in the car after she is able to get Dark Star to sit up and hold his wounds.
She is gone for a minute, but returns to the driver’s seat.
*pets the injured pony*
“Let’s get you to a hospital”
>>102399He Rubs his head against her hoof as shw pets him
"Wait..did you search it's body? It might have had some information on it."
>>102400“Uh... be right back”
She leaves, for perhaps two minutes, then returns
>>102401Dark star rests his head against the head rest and closes his eyes.
>>102402*pets*
“Poor Star... You’re lucky to be alive.”
She then smiles at Star with her mischievous grin as she pets the top of his mane
“You’re a hell of a lot more intact than that succubus-worker back there. She’s strewn across the floor.”
>>102403"Just Doing my Job Ma'am"
He smiles weakly
>>102400>>102402>>102405Three ID changes within an hour. Spooky.
>>102406Star got napped by the bugs! Search party when?
It had been a while since we had a disguised Changeling unmasked. In fact, there had only been one disguised Changeling - Marecuse - revealed as a Changeling, and only upon death
>>102408Makes sense. I imagine most changelings try to avoid dropping their disguise.
>>102409>>102408Non-disguised changeling colony when?
>>102410Would that be the changeling equivalent of a nudist colony?
>>102411Probably.
Lewdness is probably high over there to foreigners.
>>102410If Brie had only crossed the river he would have walked into one soon enough.
There were a few times I had thought of changeling colonies in Baltimare, existing for different reasons. Of course these would be disguised unless there was some clear reason not to be
>>102411-_-
>>102412Changelings may be succubi, but they are insectoid aliens. They are anything but sexy in their true forms
>>102413If xenomorphs can be viewed as sexy by some, then I can't really say changeling will be super non-lewd bughorses
>>102415...some randoes in a mongolian imageboard.
m-muh rule 34
>>102417When you make a species feed on love, this usually happens.
Cauldron revealed as changeling when?
Anyways, how are you guys doing?
>>102420Sleeping time comes.
Cauldron is nice zeeb
>>102421Silver hasn't met her yet, but still, agreed.
>>102406My Phone is the Big Gay
>>102407Shhhhhhh ;)
>>102421>impllying there are nice zeebs
>>102424Cauldron is nice.She a yipping good yipper.>>102422She indeed nice zebra.
>>102432Alright, so Silver should be talking to the little pony (White Orchid)
“Ooh! We could go to the zoo! Or the railyard! Or...”
>>102405The car drives Dark Star to a hospital, where personnel take him in immediately. Star is left alone for this, as Skies has to leave
>>102434"Okay, okay!" Silver laughs. "Slow down, little one. They sound like great ideas." With his ice cream now dwindled, Silver takes a crunchy bite out of his cone. He turns again to Orchid after he swallows it down. "Can I ask why you would like to go to railyard?"
>>102434He Reaches for her as he is taken away
>>102436“Yes, Starry?”
>>102435He stares at Silver
“I like trains”
>>102437That a reference I spot?"Ah, fair enough. Just seemed like unusual choice to me." Silver takes another crunch of his cone. "I suppose you have until we finish with our ice cream and we trot around pond with Mint to make decision on what exactly you want to do."
>>102437"Tell seabreeze im sorry she died."
>>102438He blinks
“Unusual?”
>>102439She rubs her hoof through the mane of the severely injured pony
“Just be happy you didn’t die”
>>102440He simply shrugs. "It is just not something I would have expected you to say. Nothing more, nothing less." He finishes off his cone with a final crunch. "That was delicious treat."
>>102441White Orchid, having ordered the most ice cream, is the least done with his. Parts of it melt down over the side. Mint Marine’s ice cream is better managed, due to uninterrupted licking and a smaller size
>>102442Silver can only laugh to himself.
He certainly went all out with that ice cream.
>>102440Dark Star Passes out from the pain now that he's safe.
>>102443White Orchid now tries to herd and contain stray streams of melted ice cream - not particularly common because of the weather, but still present due to having been left unchecked - and finish his ice cream. Mint Marine dismantles and tears apart his waffle cone. After chomping down some more ice cream... and briefly suffering what seems to be brain freeze, White Orchid does the same
>>102444Eventually, Star will wake up in the bed with an IV in him, and several bandages covering him
>>102445Silver, meanwhile has just been enjoying this rare bit of preserved Baltimare nature. "You two finished?"
>>102445He Looks around the room
>>102446There’s a little wind, and a bird flies overhead
MM: “yes”
WO: “sure”
>>102447No pony there at the moment. Star is alone
>>102449if theres a clock on the wall, he looks at it.
>>102451"Hmmmm"
he looks at where he was shot.
>>102452These have been given localized bandages
>>102453I know it is a bad time to jump in with another story to keep track of, but once I enter the nearest bakery, I purchase some treats for the bartender, bat, and changelings and head back.
>>102448With an old stallion's grunt, Silver gets up from the bench and stretches his legs. "Then let us trot around pond for bit. After, we will do whatever you have decided on, White Orchid."
>>102453are there any objects in the room?
>>102454A bakery sells croissants, bread sticks, and other assorted items
>>102455The grass at least is mostly trimmed. The ground is a little soft, thankfully it isn't yet muddy. As stated before, the banks of the pond don't seem firmly defined, like they would rise and fall substantially with the rains. Mint marine takes interest in the dragon flies on the pond, as well as in the plants growing in it
>>102457Silver mostly just keeps an eye on the little ones, though he does continue to enjoy being in such a place.
Nature is almost unbridled here. It must make for very pleasant corner in otherwise industrialized city. He watches a dragonfly zip past him and hover in the air over some reeds, like those new gyrocopters he's heard about.
>>102457I buy a few croissants and rolls and then head back inside to check on the changelings.
>>102459They are still there
>>102458Mint Marine looks at small fish in the pond, darting about as he nears
>>102460I offer them some treats.
>>102456>>102460Dark Star says "Nurse!"
[1d20+3 = 12]>>102460Spot: Silver looks into the pond to see what kind of fish reside within it.
>>102462The first time, nothing
After a while, a nurse arrives, carrying towels for a different room
"What?'
>>102461One of them comes close, and sniffs a croissant
>>102463Small, only a few inches long, and has a greenish-grey coloration. Who knows what the hell those things are
>>102464"Can i get some food please?"
>>102464D'awwww.
I smile as I take a roll to munch on.
>>102465"Not at this moment"
>>102466*poof*
This lays down in front of Spark
>>102467"Alright, Can i move around with this in?"
He Points at the IV
>>102469“I would t recommend risking pulling it out”
>>102468The cuteness!
Spark continues to eat his roll.
>>102464Silver whispers over to Mint, so as to not disturb the fish. "Do you know what kind these are?"
>>102472he peers down
"Looks like Perch. Younger stock, on the smaller end. These fish often spread to new ponds by birds, or with transplanted plants, even where there were no fish in the water before"
>>102473She looks at Dark Star
"No"
>>102471Whether or not the disguise fools any pony, the creature commits to it. He continues looking up at Spark
>>102474"Hmmmm Guess i'll Go Back to sleep then,,wake me when it's lunchtime, please."
>>102474Spark balances a croissant on his hoof and holds it in front of the disguised changeling.
"Want one?"
>>102474Silver looks...quite shocked by this display of knowledge. "Wow...you must really like studying about fish."
>>102475“Okay...”
After a while, Skies walks into the room
>>102476The Changeling doesn’t really react to Spark one way or the other, except to continue looking at him
>>102477“My grandmother had a few books at her house. I had some free time.”
>>102478He opens his eyes
"Oh hey how's it going?"
>>102478"Did you enjoy reading them?"
>>102478Spark can't hold back anymore and pets the cute changeling.
>>102480"... Perhaps"
>>102479"Oh great, you're awake. Anyways, I did a follow up that Stallion. Looks like he has indeed been covering up for the mafia"
>>102481It flinches at first, but then lets spark pet him. The fur is fairly short, and surprisingly soft
>>102482These ponies and their 'Perhaps's... "Well, perhaps that is your special talent. Studying fish and other water creatures."
>>102482"Well i guess that the job wasn't a total bust."
He Smiles
>>102482Adorable.
Spark continues to gently pet the changeling.
>>102483He tilts his head
"Perhaps..."
He touches the water, and a small ripple goes across the surface of the water. The fish scatter
"I had to leave when my grandmother died..."
>>102484She comes closer, and has that devious smile as she rubs his mane
"Did you think it was?"
>>102485He stands there, still fairly still, although one leg briefly comes up, then is set back down. The other nymph comes a little closer
>>102486"after i killed our lead and got wounded, kinda."
>>102486Silver sits down next to the poor colt. "Tell me about her."
>>102486Spark pushes a treat toward the other changeling.
Why does the most activity occur six hours before I need to wake up
I need to go to sleep now
>>102490Absolutely no idea.Sleep well!
>>102493what would an offspring of Cauldron and Iron Be like?
>>102494Either an Earth Poner, Zebra or Earth zony.Not sure about percentage chance.
>>102496In any case, they will be nurtured and raised into either stronk or smort horses either way.
Hopefully the zony doesn't have the infertility curse actual zonies have.
>>102497Yea i can see that.
thats part of the reason Dark Star will never Fug a Ziggress
>>102498What about you?
Are you eager to see your ponies with the horn, feathers or with the toned legs?
>>102499Toned legs or Feathers,definitely. Dark Star isn't a Fan of Pickle heads. And he doesn't have any Unicorn ancestors.
>>102500That's what all the horses think......until one poofs into existence!
>>102503>>102502The spookiest of spooks!
>>102507Seems you have received an N.B.P
National Booping Projectile
>>102511Herro, smol horse.
>>102489The changeling moves away slightly
>>102487"Oh Dark Star, at least she didn't get away"
>>102488Is Silver coming in today?
>>102515Awwwwww.
This saddens Spark, but he keeps petting the changeling closest to him and hopes the second will change his mind.
>>102515"Yea, that is true. She could have slipped into the populace again. in any case i'm Glad to be alive."
He Hugs Blue
>>102515Most likely.I sense he'll come a bit later.
>>102516>>102516It slowly moves closer. The one laying down stays still
>>102517*coo*
*Poner is hugged*
>>102518Iron should probably roll for hide, then for spot
[1d20 = 2][1d20 = 13]>>102519Alright.
I'll go hide for top die and spot for bottom die
>>102519No reason to stop petting yet... not sure there ever is a reason to stop petting.
>>102519"Hey Could i ask a favor from you? if im gonna be in here for Awhile Could you Maybe Bring me some Books? i asked the nurse, they Don't have any."
>>102521
F i know those feels
>>102523"Oh, you're fine to be discharged, you just need some rest and no... danger, for a while"
>>102522It continues looking up at Spark, and the other one comes closer. This one now appears to be a unicorn
>>102520pic
>>102525Y-you're scaring meh.
>>102525"Oh Even Better."
He Smiles.
"Now when you say dangerous.."
>>102526im a little spooked for you.
>>102527She pats his mane
"Getting shot three times. You should probably also stay away from changeling succubi"
>>102529Well... maybe not the cutest
>>102530"Don't Know Many of Those."
He Smirks
"And the ones i have met aren't alive to tell the tale."
>>102530Close enough, but I only pet the one still, because the other is hesitant to accept the pets into his life.
>>102515I'm here. Sorry for being late.
>>102531She nods, and the corners of her mouth go slowly in what is mid-way between a smile and a bearing of teeth
>>102532The second changeling moves in, and start to push the first one off to the side
>>102534Man, the suspense is killing me.
>>102534Awwwwwww.
I stop the pets for a moment.
>>102534"And if not for you, my blue. i would have died both times."
He Hugs Her
"Thank you."
>>102537*coo*
*pony is hugged*
"Just doing my job"
>>102536Now he has both nymphs staring at him
>>102538He attempts to pet both.
>>102538"I Wonder if Sea Breeze has anymore jobs for me?"
Don't ask me why I'm posting this. I just think it's cute, and nothing else comes to mind for announcing my presence.
>>102540She shakes her head and says, "There are always more jobs"
>>102539But does he have two free hooves?
>>102541You posted that just at the time I posted, and I was thinking "what the hell did I just attach?"
>>102542"i wonder if he has something light?"
>>102542Yes. He finished his roll by now.
>>102543Kek, not sure if that's good timing or bad timing.
>>102544"Lighter than arresting suspected leakers?"
>>102545Roll to pet the nymphs
>>102488Response SoonTM
>>102548"hmmmm is there any blackhoof training im missing out on?"
>>102549"Well, yes. We prefer agents to have either law enforcement or military experience, or a college degree. Failing that, new recruits are preferred to have college degrees. Those that have none of the above are usually expected to undergo specialized para-military training. However, the war has created circumstances that are... not preferred. As such, some volunteers are allowed to engage in on the job training under the supervision of more experienced agents. Like you here."
[1d20 = 13]>>102548Petting.
>>102551*Nymph is pet*
But what about the other one?
[1d20 = 13]>>102552Rolling to pet the other.
>>102553*is exactly equally as pet*
Success!
>>102550Back
Sorry mom called to wish me a happy birthday.
>>102550"You Are Doing a Fantastic job so far."
>>102555Shit, dude, it's your birthday!? Happy Birthday, then!
>>102555Happy Birthday!
Presumably>>102556Now her expression is more noticeably a smile
"And you should never expect anything less from a mare of the Krypteia"
>>102488"She raised me. She was very disappointed in my mother who she says liked the bottle too much. She was calm and firm, and she was tough. She was able to look out for me even as she retired from the sugar mill and lived on a pension"
>>102558>>102557Yea its today,Another Year older>>102558He Pets Her Mane
"You're A Great Mare."
>>102560*coo*
She leans in towards and somewhat over Dark Star, then kind of lays in him. She closes her eyes as Dark Star rubs her mane, and softly coos. It’s obvious she’s enjoying the affection
>>102559Silver gives the colt a soft look. "I imagine she sacrificed lot to be able to provide for you. You were very lucky to have known her, even if it was only for short time."
>>102562He nods, though he looks down with a little bit of a frown in evident sadness
>>102561He Chuckles slightly
then scratches behind her ears
"Thats really Cute."
>>102564The ear twitches up and down. It’s soft and a little fluffy, perhaps almost like a batpony
>>102566>>102565He Smiles
"Very."
>>102567“I’m... not sure how to feel about that”
>>102563Silently, Silver moves to sit right next to the sad colt to serve as a bit of grounding for him. "What I said for White Orchid also counts for you, Mint. Not everypony can say they have met pony as good as your grandmother. Share those good memories of her, and she will live on in your heart and in hearts of those who are touched by your love for her." He places a hoof over Mint's heart, or at least as close as he can get from where he's sitting. "But I know that feeling, and it is okay to still feel sad. If you feel need to cry, or to let out sad feeling in your heart, I imagine there are many at orphanage who would offer you shoulder to cry on. Even I am here to offer same, even if we have only just formally met."
>>102568He Continues petting her mane
"I Mean it in the most affectionate way possible."
>>102569He looks up at Silver, ears a bit droopy. But he nods, and stands (err... sits up) firmly before Silver
>>102570She comes closer, and basically lays on Star’s chest close to him
“I do like affection...”
She is soft, and reasonably fluffy, like freshly washed and dried cotton
>>102571He gives him a smile. "Looks like toughness runs in family." Silver stands up as well, looking down at the aqua-colored colt and playfully mussing up his mane. "Now, do you want to look at some more fish, or should we see if White Orchid has finally made his decision?"
>>102571Dark Star Snuggles her
She Can hear his heartbeat, it sounds fainter than usual.
"I Know"
He Grins at Her
>>102572He smiles back, with an expression still grim in part but also reassured in part
"Zoo"
>>102573*coo*
The bed is a little suboptimal as a snuggling position. Skies is still on her hind legs, and Dark Star has that IV in him. Skies doesn't seem to mind, as she places her forelegs over him, and remains mostly passive as she takes in whatever snuggles Dark Star has to give
>>102574"Zoo it is." Silver looks around where he is, realizing he lost track of White Orchid for a second, there.
>>102574Dark Star Sighs and looks at the IV
he then Continues Snuggling her
>>102576"What is it, Dark Star?"
>>102575White Orchid is still there, looking slightly disheartened, but still present
>>102577"Is something wrong, White Orchid?"
[1d20+3 = 16]>>102579Sense Motive: Silver looks for anything in his face that would suggest what he's withholding.
>>102580He’s still a bit wounded by the “train terminal
Is unusual” comment
>>102581Silver chuckles and shakes his head, though he does give Orchid an apologetic look. "I apologize for hurting your feelings. Trains are very nice."
>>102577"well, i can't really snuggle with this in my leg."
he wiggles the iv slightly
>>102583“Hmmm... maybe call a nurse to remove it”
>>102582HE Looks up at Silver, and sort of smiles
“It’s okay. The zoo is fine”
>>102584Silver trots up to the colt to muss up his mane as well. "Well, let us be off then." He looks between the two colts, who both had a lot of ice cream just now. "If either of you get tired of trotting on way there, I can give you ponyback ride. I am strong pony, even if I am getting up there in years."
>>102586>Ponyback rides“I want to ride!”
“I want to ride!”
>>102585A nurse is called in, is slightly confused at first, but removes Dark Star’s IV, providing a bandage over the entry point
>>102587Such classic foal-like behavior gets a laugh out of the old stallion. "Should have known." He lays down on the ground. "All aboard Silver Sword Express!"
>>102588Hmmm... but can Silver carry two colts?
Balance matters as much as strength
[1d20+4 = 16][1d20+2 = 6]>>102589You seem to be suggesting he takes a Balance and Strength check.
>>102590So, probably a success on the Balance check, not so much on the Strength check.
>>102591That’s looking less than fully successful
[1d20+4 = 8][1d20+2 = 4]>>102592"Nnng...how much ice cream did you two eat?"
>>102593Silver just completely collapses. "Ugh...okay, I can give
one of you ponyback ride at time."
[1d20+4 = 5][1d20+2 = 22]>>102595Silver can't stand to see such disappointed young faces. He tries again, even if it's just so he can say he's given it his all.
>>102596>crit success strength>crit fail balanceDice gods, just why?
>>102596>>102597I hope he didn’t just crush a foal
>>102598The Dice Gods are giving me mixed messages here. Please, GM, help translate.
Alright, I need to go to sleep now. I have a very long day scheduled for tomorrow
>>102600Well...sleep well!
>>102587"Thanks."
He rubs the entry point softly
>>102600Night Fren
>>102599I think Silver just tripped over with foals in his back
>>102602It hurts a little when rubbed
>>102554I love it when a plan comes together! Do they enjoy the pets?
>>102604Why wouldn't they?
The real question is... do you need to roll a will save?
>>102604They do indeed, although Spark’s greater accomplishment is probably petting then without causing either of them to become jealous of the other
>>102603For a second, Silver manages to triumphantly stand up with the weight of the two colts on his back...and then his left front and back legs slip out from under him due to the sudden shift in weight, causing him to fall to his left with a "WAH!".
>>102608Silver hits the ground hard with an "oof", causing the two colts to bounce off his back and onto the ground. "Ugh...maybe I do actually need to take only one of you at time..."
>>102610Why must these colts torture him, so?
"Well...I suppose it is within my abilities. That I now see." He sighs, and lays back down for the two of them.
>>102611They get back on, barely fitting on his back as they sit up
[1d20+4 = 23][1d20+2 = 7]>>102612Come on, you old sack of bones! Do it for them!
>>102613The dice
really don't want this to happen.
>>102606I like how Spark is turning into the changeling whisperer.
>>102613Balance, yes
Strength... not quite there
>>102615They inch closer
[1d20+4 = 9][1d20+2 = 5]>>102616I know you can do it!
>>102617The dice are not convinced
>>102618>>102617Pray to the dice gods, Silver! You can let the colts ride you if you try hard enough!
>>102616Keeping the pets going.
>>102620He continues petting, as they start to feel icy cold
[1d20+4 = 15][1d20+2 = 7]>>102618AAAARGH!
[1d20+4 = 11][1d20+2 = 19]>>102622Блядь!
>>102623Now that sounds like a good roll.
Hopefully
>>102623Uh... maybe the second attempt?
*shaken pony noises*
>>102625"Ha...haha! I did it! Y...you see! Ha ha! Yes!"
>>102626inb4 shaking so hard that the colt talk like they're on a vibrating chair with max settings.
>>102626"Woah!"
"Uh-h Ok-kay"
[1d20+4 = 5]>>102628Knowing this will most likely fail...Balance: With the hard part out of the way (actually standing up), Silver tries to regain his balance.
>>102629Remind me never to roll dice again.
>>102629inb4 Silver game ends the colts.>>102630Don't worry, things will hopefully turn for the better.
>>102631I'm honestly fuming over this.
>>102633After messing up my chance to save Cauldron the trouble of getting a wound on her front,
I feel you.Although I didn't know that action would've done that.
>>102603"Ouch. that hurt worse than the bullets."
He Laughs
>>102633oh please at least it wasn't when you were getting shot. it could be worse.
>>102635*pony is still expecting cuddles or snuggles*
>>102633With his face firmly planted in the dirt, Silver finally throws in the towel. "Sorry, little ones. This train does not run like it used to."
>>102636Dark Star waits for the nurse to leave.
Then he Snuggles the secret police waifu hores
>>102637“Aww....”
“Aww....”
>>102638D’aww
>>102639"Want to get some lunch?"
>>102640“Sure” she says, looking at Star with lidded eyes
>>102641He Suddenly kisses Her
>>102642Skies’ eyes go wide as she is surprised. But she is not unpleased, and accepts the kiss
>>102643he then breaks it
"Lets' go."
He Stands up
"I think i want some panakes."
>>102644Skies pulls herself off from overtop of him
“Very well”
Dark Star still has significant pain in parts of his body, including his chest and belly
>>102645He Grits his teeth
And walks over to the door and holds it open
>>102646She walks out like a lady, carefully strutting
>>102647Dark Star smiles
And smacks her flank as she goes by
>>102639Damn near breaks his heart. "I can take one of you to zoo on my back, and other one on way back to orphanage."
>>102648After a short delay, she exclaims “Ooh!”
>>102649The little ponies don’t know if they should be happy, or sad
>>102650Probs more sad for being separated.
Goddamn, I need to get this Iron storyline wrapped up
>>102652What seems to be the problem?
>>102653Boop
>>102650He Chuckles
then leaves the room after her
>>102654Dang it, you edgehorse!
My snoot is not for boops!
>>102654Where does Dark Star wish to go for pancakes?
>>102655>pic>>102656The Place where he got Peanut butter covered pancakes
or was that waffles? either way thats the place.
>>102657Waffle Mania. It’s located a few blocks down from the Grand Baltimare, which itself is a little ways away from the John Haykins Hospital
>>102658Datk Star hails a taxi and rides to waffle mania
>>102659It is so. A few minutes and s couple bits, and they are there
>>102660"the Peanut butter waffles are great."
he smiles and says to Blue
>>102661Skies nods, but otherwise either diesnt know what, or has nothing to say
A certain golden mare with her mane in a bun greats them
“Welcome back!”
>>102662"Hey,Good to see you again."
He smiles
"2 stacks of Pancakes please."
>>102663“Two stacks of pancakes it is”
>>102664"So Blue what do you have planned for today?"
>>102665“There are some investigations to be followed up. Wh do you ask?”
>>102666"I'm interested in your day."
He smiles at her
>>102667She smiles back, in her half menacing, almost toothy way, and leans over the table with her knees on the tabletop.
“Do
you have any plans?”
>>102668"Yea i was going to go see the Foals after i finished that job. but that Got put on hold for a little bit."
He Laughs
"I'll probably go see them after we finish lunch. you should come along. they would love you."
He smiles at her
>>102669"Why do you say that?" she asks
>>102670"they're good boys.and they have no mother figure in their lives."
>>102671“... What are you implying?”
>>102672"What do you mean?"
>>102678I think I killed the Russian horse.
>>102680That or the vodka must’ve done him in
>>102681I dunno. I probably passed the anonfaggotry through the bite.
BTW Gif is freaking out on my end.
>>102681>>102682Back from the dead and reporting for duty.
>>102683Your duty is to roll 10 more times to make the colts ride you.
>>102692Hello
>>102683Oh there you are
>>102693Welp, I dunno why I didn't respond sooner buy heyo.
I sure hope the bat consented to Luna's hoof wrapping.
I'll be gone most of the day gonna be at a friends house.
>>102697Better bring your horse to make the party the most fun!
>>102699How do you do, fellow horsefucker?
Okay, so Iron is out in the open, with the bandit with the Panama Hat visible, the pony with the Pilt Helmet, and now two more bandits
>>102701Cauldron and Pear are inside the brush?
>>102702They would be inside the Temple/cavern entrance. Iron dashed out on his own
>>102703Alright.Any particular enemy that can be hit from this distance, for example?
If you want, you can make a simple Excel map to make things easier and give me some semblance of understanding of my position.
I can wait, don't worry.
>>102704Hit? Iron is unencumbered, and so can charge fairly quickly. Likely most of them are in range
[1d20+8 = 14]>>102705Ok, let the rolling begin then.Iron charges at one of the two bandits, eager to end this battle as swiftly as he can.
(Perhaps I will have to deal killing blows to the ponies that stand out. Maybe their group integrity will fall.)
With that, this particular blow is non-lethal but powerful.
[1d20+3 = 8][1d20 = 13]>>102706Hit
Two shots oppose
[2d8 = 5]>>102707A rifle round hits Iron
[1d20+8 = 23][1d3+12 = 13]>>102708>>102707I'll roll damage. I think Iron's health is lower than 30. About 27 probs.
Iron winces at the pain of yet another bit of metal digging itself nonconsenually into his skin.
He charges at the second bandit with a vengenance.
[1d3+12 = 13]>>102709And damage again
[1d20+4 = 24]>>102709You said he has 16 last time
Both bandits are knocked to the ground, though they don’t really look as if they’ve taken enough damage to be out for good
Another shot
[2d6 = 3][1d20+4 = 16]>>102711Uh
[1d20+8 = 16]>>102712>>102711Really? Well damn.
I think that's six damage.
Damn lucky 20.Iron feels a particularly deep wound on his chest, making him cough.
Knowing that he cannot take any chances, he charges at the person who last shot at him for a clean punch.
(First I should know who is the leader here.)
[1d3+12 = 13]>>102713And damage.
[1d20+5 = 13]>>102713He punches Iron back
[1d20+6 = 15]>>102716>>102715Iron's chest pain increased quite a bit from that blow
with 4 HP remaining.He aims for the offending limb that dared to hit him and bucks it with absolute power. No charge bonus cuz they're too close together.
[1d3+12 = 14]>>102717Damage.
>>102718>Assuming a hitNigger, I never told you his AC
>>102719Oh whoops. Force of habit. So did it hit?
>>102720Good enough. But this bronco nears Iron on toughness
“Have you had enough?”
>>102720>>102721I am here once again.
[1d20+6 = 15]>>102721>nears Iron toughness.I feel like I'm going to die if that's literally his HP.Iron simply stares at the offending pony.
"No."
With that admittedly honest reply in his weakened state, he bucks the bronco's face.
Sounds like he's the Pilt Helmet one.
[1d3+12 = 15]>>102723Since now I know this connected last time, I'm sure I can roll that damage.
[1d20+5 = 23]>>102723Not so fast.
He gets to punch first
>>102725Ah a clash of punches!
>>102727Oh boy. Exactly 0 HP. Can I roll a fort save to at least transmit that last punch before I fall unconscious?
>>102728>>102729No.
But Iron
can collapse without falling unconscious
>>102730Well, if I can't really attack, it'll have to do.
With the last hit nailing Iron right near the throat cutting off his breathing, he falls to the ground panting.
He stares at the winner of the exchange with a stoic and exhausted expression, awaiting for his impending demise.
"You pack quite a buck."
>>102731“You know only the least of it. Tell me, who are you, and who sent you?” Says the brown pony with a strong accent
>>102722Oh hi Silver
>>102732"Iron. Nopony sent me."
He glances to see if he's in cover in his prone, defenseless position.
(Hopefully Cauldron does not use the sticks while I am behind this.)
[1d20+6 = 23]>>102733Is Iron in cover? No. He is prone
“Well then. Know that I am the Ruler of these jungles, and no pony beats me.”
He pulls his revolver, and *bang*
>>102734Iron's eyes, who were currently focused on the pony, dart around to see where did that shot come from while prone.
>>102735The bandit is sweaty, looks to be in pain, and was holding part of his barrel with a fire leg before needing it to aim the gun. Then a spurt of red flies out of him as he is jolted, and falls to the ground, over to his right side, near Iron
>>102736Iron, deciding not to attract attention and being too tired to do anything, remains motionless but with the ghost of a smile, assuming to know what happened.
(Two more, Cauldron.)
>>102737Cauldron runs over to Iron, throws her rifle to his side, and stands over him with a concerned look. Quickly, she grabs him with her hooves.
“Oh Celestia. Iron. You’re hurt!”
>>102738Iron nods.
"That last pony had a strong right foreleg."
He looks around him.
"What is our current situation?"
>>102739“Our current situation? Out current situation is you are wounded, and we just faced a whole square of riflemares”
>>102740Iron simply pulls up his neck, causing a little grunt.
"I am guessing we are at least in relative safety."
He attempts to stand up in his beaten condition.
>>102741A white stallion approaches in the twilight
>>102742Well, I wasn't expecting that to work.Iron squints his eyes at the figure, trying to get a better look of him.
>>102743None other than the stallion in the pith helmet and jacket
>>102744I don't think I can fight at 0 health, can I?Iron points it out to her striped companion.
"I do not think he is going to be friendly."
A feeling of deja vu washes over Iron.
>>102745No. He cannot
The stallion calls
“Who is it?”
His voice is a little posh
>>102746>poshAnother civilized folk, I see.Iron is a bit confused, and decides to go for the basic answer.
"A pony."
>>102747“Where are you coming from?”
>>102748Iron looks to the side at Cauldron.
"Hide. I will make him come here. I need you to act when he tries something funny like try to fight or run away."
With that, he hollers out.
"Over here."
His hoof clops the ground to signal him his position.
>>102749Oh, he knows where Iron is. He knows Very well where Iron is
“What do you want?”
>>102750Oh, didn't quite get that.Iron thinks how much they had to walk to go from the temple back to the city.
"How much time would we need until we reach cee-vee-lai-sei-tion'?" he whispers to Cauldron.
>>102751“We’re some hours from the train station in Stableside. Or Tenochtitlan”
>>102752He nods.
(That probably means I will have to make them flee if I want to haul the loot we have gathered back.)
Iron coughs, aiming his mouth at the posh pony to start a vocal interaction.
"I want you to stop desecrating this temple. Let the dead rest."
>>102753“Desecrating? What?”
>>102754Iron deadpans at him.
(Seems either he doesn't know about the building's purpose or what is even going on.)
"Are you in charge of the camp near this building?"
>>102755“Why yes of course. Well, I was. You see, I am a part of an archeological expedition sent by Mistkatonic University to examine old native ruins. Things were rather dandy until some bandits came upon our camp and took me prisoner. They’ve been keeping me hostage for a period of time, and I am rather good and jolly that you’ve come along, as it seems you’ve given them quite a licking...”
Iron facehoofs to himself.
"My mistake."
He looks to his sides for any signs of Pear to see if she can confirms this.
"Pear? I think I found a friend of yours!"
>>102757Pear’s slow gait lacks the finesse of Cauldron’s, and her hooves make a subtle “clop” as she walks along the ground. But there’s something about her walk that suggests a deliberate attempt to be discrete in the movements of her hooves
“Dr. Grant” she says
“Dr. Faucet” he replies. “I thought we lost you”
>>102758Iron nods to himself.
(It seems she still thinks she is in danger.)
He decides to stay and see this reunion for a bit before going back inside to look for the gold, trying not to butt in too quickly into what he assumes is a small conversation.
>>102759Grant:
>”I thought you were inside when they came. How did you get away?””I was. They encountered Peer review by the subterranean stream. He refused to surrender the idol of Texcatlipoca. Thet shot him, and they shot Mr. Loans, who was with him. He ran, but collapsed at the top of the incline. I was down by the frescos with Extra Pair. They threatened us to open the chamber, but were spooked when a small earthquake occurred. They shot Extra Pair and ran off with a couple idols. I followed afterwards, not waiting for them to come back.>”An Earthquake? Might it have been the lightning storm? A bolt struck a bandit guarding us near the camp. Our guide ran, as did Feather Duster. I ran like the dickens myself, but I cannot jog as I used to. Those rapscallions caught up with me...””And so you joined them?”>”Joined them? No, they forced me to tell them things. Give them advice on where to go, and serve as their guide.””And you cooperated?”>Good Heavens no, they caused us to loose a tenured professor and two graduate students. This will look terrible before the Board. And I certainly wasn’t about to let them run off with the greatest archeological find of the decade, even if I do have tenure.””They get what they pay for”>”What happened to that bandit in the cavern on the incline? Was that your... escort’s doing?””No, he must have bled out after I left. Must have picked up an ancient disease in one of these sites, or drank water from a stream that is down river from gold mining operation, laced with cyanide”>”Right... who is your... ‘group.’””I don’t know. Some native and his zeeb fillyfriend. Must be adventurers or a smaller group of bandits>”Dr. Faucet! We do not allow use of racial epithets!””Oh hush, after that’s gone down we have far more to worry about.”>”Well, I wouldn’t say that. You must keep up a good presentation for when we get back to Stableside. The press will want to meet us, and so will High Chair. There will be stories in the papers across the world! You may even get tenure...””You’re strangely optimistic under these circumstances...”>”With the bandits gone now there is reason to be.””Peer Review is dead, as are two graduate students”>”It’s a real shame Peer Review did not make it, but we shall set up a scholarship in his honor, and ask for donations to start it. Maybe even name a new building after him. A building we can finance from the good will from breaking this story. Maybe set up a special statue.””Oh, don’t give that”[Pear rolls her eyes in irritation]
>”What exactly did you find down there? Extra Pair told us the chamber had been found”Indeed. We found a burial of rebels from the first contact>“Rebels? Not Hayfeather?””Yes. Rebels. We had this discussion yesterday. And before then.”>”Oh yes of course, rebels. Now tell me. What do the antiquities look like?””Just about everything that isn’t gold or stone has rotted or corroded away, as expected, but there are still obsidian pieces, golden masks, and other things. Of course those two tried to grab everything they could carry like the grave robbers they are.”>”Oh, they did? Hoe much did they disturb the site?”They removed quite a few objects. I even saw the Zeeb... the female break open a sealed tomb. Typical. They completely bipassed a big calendar wheel though, even though it had gold on it. I’m surprised they didn’t pry off the gilding. But the calendar looks to be quite detailed with Marexica folklore and prophesy...”>”And those frescos will be quite the attraction in any museum. Tenochtitlan will want it, as will Baltimare. Or even the nation gallery in Canterlot. All the same.””I guess that is true”>”Well, we’ll figure this out...”The two walk together
>>102760Iron, for his part, tries to pretend to be busy by standing still and looking forwards.
(So she was captured but then ran due to an earthquake-sounding lightning storm giving her a chance to escape? Clearly the gods meant to lead us here. What other explanation would there be?)
Pear's talk about diseases only makes him confused.
(The god of death
was living there and punishing reckless and dishonorable behaviour. It was obvious most of them should have felt punishment for disturbing the graves without giving something in return. I think that's how it works...)
The little mention of Cauldron as his fillyfriend made his hair spike.
(Am I as obvious to read as a cave painting?)
Iron can sense why Pear dislkies his colleagues.
(I suppose that would honor his bravery when on the other end of the gun, but something seems off about it.)
The mare's comment about his most recent actions come to little surprise by Iron.
(I am betting she secretly wants some of it, judging by her comment back at the cave... I might be reading a bit too deeply.)
Eventually he mentally shrugs.
(She does have what she is looking for. After all, she did not care about the gold itself.)
He smiles to himself.
(It seems those are some buyers to sell the pots from what Grant is saying. Nice.)
Leaving them be, he looks over to Cauldron, with a smile on his face.
"Do you want to come along and fetch the pots we left back in the cave? It should still be there waiting for us."
>>102761“Are you strong enough?” Cauldron asks
A second look at Cauldron’s face shows she is indeed serious
Is the “his” on “his colleagues” supposed to be a “her” or does that refer to Iron, Grant, or the bandit leader?
>>102762Pear dislikes her colleagues. Did an oopsie.Iron shrugs.
"If I can still stand, I think so. We can reduce the load in the worst case scenario."
He starts sauntering back towards the entrance with a determined expression.
"We do have to try at the very least. I promised life-changing money and I am not settling for less."
>>102763“Are you wanting to leave in the night? You are very hurt”
>>102764Iron ponders for a bit.
"Do you think you can dissuade predators from coming after us?"
>>102765“Yes? I hope so”
Grant and Pear likewise are heading towards the entrance
>>102766Iron nods, leaning closer to Cauldron.
"Then we shall go at night, but we should secure the pots we separated before the other two get any ideas."
>>102767She nods, but repeats back to him
>”Before”In a kind of ironic manner, as if to imply to premise of the statement is incorrect
>>102768Iron nods, making sure to whisper this.
"Right. Be sure to have your gun loaded if the stallion tries anything. I think my figure, even in this sorry state, could be imposing enough but I would rather not let them act on said ideas."
>>102769“He looks like a middle-aged, overly pampered wimp to me. What are you expecting?”
>>102770He nods.
"Greed could make them... more uncooperative than usual."
Now, what kind of walk are we having? Is Cauldron going to talk about the most recent adventure along the way, more dialog from the two expedition ponies or a skip right to the pots?
>>102771Yes
Okay, I need to go to sleep
>>102778Is nice cat.
Pet the cat.
Found it in an asteroid for some reason.
Okay, let’s try this again
Who is here?
>>102781Hmmm....
Before proceeding, what is Iron trying to do at present?
>>102782Get the pots is the reason that both him and Cauldron are going back into the temple.
That's the current goal.
Silver was raising the hopes of the foals to incredible heights... just to drop them, and let them smash upon the rocks
I need to write some dialogue for Iron, which will need to wait a few minutes
>>102787REEEEEEEE, I DON'T WANT TO ROLL ANY MORE ONES!
[1d20+3 = 23][1d20+4 = 5]>>102789Alright, I'll roll your strength and balance for you, to see how easy it is.
I think +4 is strength and +3 is balance, correct me if I'm wrong.
>>102790What an amazing coincidence.
>>102790Well, for Silver it's 2 for strength and 4 for balance, but yeah, that's about how these rolls have been going.
>>102788Are you though?
>>102789Perhaps it’s for the best. Their little hearts can’t take anymore
>>102790Top Fucking Kek!
>>102793Sheesh, at this rate, those poor colts will never get a proper ride.
A damn shame.
>>102793He looks sadly at the little ponies. "I am sorry, little ones. But, I will still give you two ponyback ride. It is just that one of you will have to wait until when we are ready to head back to orphanage."
>>102795*tiny shattering noises*
“Okay...”
But who shall go first?
[1d2 = 1]>>102796Must. Resist. Urge. To. Roll.Ignore this particular roll.
>>102796>>102797Silver looks between the two colts. "White Orchid, you had
lot of ice cream just now. Perhaps you should go first, give it chance to settle."
>>102800Mint Marine silently understands. He’s too quiet, too unusual....
White Orchid, however, is elated, and quickly clops his hooves together. “Yay!”
He gets on Silver’s back. He is the larger, and probably the older of the two colts
>>102801AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH, FUCK YOU, HEART! WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO ME!?*shattering noise*
Silver mutters a "Черт." under his breath as he keeps laying down. "I can not do this to you. Even if it kills me, I will try to take both of you at once."
>>102802The two little ponies look to Silver, holding their breath
[1d20+4 = 5][1d20+2 = 7]>>102802We're gonna be here forever.
>>102804Most likely.
It should give some time for GM to divert focus to the dialog.
>>102804With Silver’s first new attempt, and first trip and fall, the little ponies gain a glimpse into what it means to be here forever
[1d20+4 = 11][1d20+2 = 8]>>102805>>102806Definitely. Better grab a big bag of popcorn, this is gonna be a
while.
REEEE I lost my dialogue the thing refreshed!>>102807Well, he doesn’t trip this time. He balances, but isn’t quite there on the strength
[1d20+4 = 21][1d20+2 = 15]>>102808
>>102809Did he.... did he finally do it?
>>10281215 seemed to be your DC, so I would say so. Silver has finally triumphantly stood up with the two colts on his back, and without shaking them like a milkshake this time.
>>102813Heyo! Nice work, old horse! You picked those colts up and made them ride you!
>>102813And this, after being shaken off, or potentially even crushed something like three times, the little ponies now sit with some stability on Silver’s back
>>102815And even if he personally has gained some new bruises because of it, Silver is happy that he finally managed to carry both colts. "Alright, welcome to Silver Sword Express! First stop: zoo! Choo choo!" And thus, Silver makes way to the zoo by fishing his map out of his damaged bags and plotting a route from it.
>>102816>inb4 another balance roll to take out the map from his inventory
>>102817...Well...I mean, he's a unicorn. He's got the magic telekinesis powers.
>>102816Battered and bruised, Silver stands triumphant
“Yay!”
“Yay!”
>>102818Phew. Good you're keeping track of that and not rolling.
>>102819Still got some of that strength. He smiles to himself over his achievement. Hopefully, his winter floof, even when contained a bit by his clothing, makes for a comfortable ride for those two.
>>102821The Zoo is also located on the West side, towards the South
>>102822Then that is where Silver heads happily. He looks at the buildings in this part of town on the way to get a feeling for this area.
Hmmm... Not sure if I can make myself compose the detailed responses tonight
>>102824That's alright. Whenever you're ready, we'll be ready.
>>102824Coolio. You get some sleep then. Sanity is important.
>>102828Hello! Didn't think you'd be on this early.
>>102829It’s the Silver pony! When Dark Star comes back, I am going to have to ask you and him a question
>>102828Woowee, look at ya!
>>102831>>102832>>102833Take this chance to delete your posts and merge them into one to have more post space.
>>102835Is that who I think it is?
>>102836>>102835I wonder if he has that ear floof.
>>102836Maybeeeeeeee
>>102837No floof. Okay, a little
>>102838THE FLOOFY EARED ONE LIVES
>>102839Yeah, I'll be available for at least a few hours in the afternoon for the next two weeks
Maybe there was more, but last I recall Brie was at an arms store, getting a creeped out vibe from the shopkeeper
>>102841>>102841He was asked by a shopkeeper to come to the back of the store
Also, If you’d like to skip this or any other part, Brie can do most tasks with Skill roles
>>102842"May I ask why you keep armor in the back of the store?"
>>102843He looks past Brie, then to Brie
“Keep armor? We do not sell any such regulated goods here”
[1d20-2 = -9]>>102844Sense motive check
"Oh, I apologize"
>>102845Not a wise bat, are you?
>>102846Has he struck you as wise so far? Other than his mouth, that is.
>>102847Not really. Just jabbing your lack of wisdom statsPls no bully my primitive native brain tho.
>>102845Armor may not be illegal, but it’s purchasers are recorded. Of course he does not have any armor in plain sight
>>102849"Very well, I'll see what you have in the back. Lead the way."
Brie checks his short sword, in case he should need it.
>>102848But yes, he's really fast, pretty damn smart,... but uh,... can be foolish sometimes
finally back>>102850He looks at Brie for a moment longer, then past Brie, then back at Brie.
“If you will follow me.”
He goes towards a door in the back, and opens it. What are visible are a number of items and cardboard boxes. There are mechanical clocks, lamps, a radio. There’s ittle tin piggy bank of a green unicorn with a black metal cauldron, and if you place a coin in its hoof, it will move over and place the coin in the pot.
“Here is some of our inventory”
Then he closes the door. With a flash of magic, a box is moved up, revealing little steel plates
“What are your needs?”
>>102853"Apologies, I wasn't aware armor was regulated in this area. I regret that I'm not buying, I'm actually selling."
>>102854He raises an eyebrow
“We can do that as well. What do you have?”
>>102857Your character is full of holes.
>>102857What a cute changeling.
>>102858No u!
>>102859You’d better surrender that love
>>102861Can't really contest that with the amount of metal in Iron currently.
Iron confirmed changeling
[1d20 = 8]>>102864>>102863You think that's bad? Wait until you see this!
[1d20 = 1]>>102865>one lower than mineThat's an oof from me.
[1d20 = 4]>>102866>1Well then.
I succ ur love now
>>102855Sorry for the delay"A pair of carbines, a shotgun, and about 20 rounds for the rifles."
>>102868“Oh really?”
He places his hoof to his chin
“That’s all bit different from armor, but we can take it all the same. May I see it?”
>>102869Brie nixes the disguise on the case carrying the rifles and places them on a(?) nearby counter.
>>102870A table
“Hmmm.... I can offer you 450”
>>102871Brie blinks twice, then nods. "That's fair. We have a deal then?"
>>102867Oh no, my love, naoooooo…
Also, lewd.>>102869EaW updated. They added focus trees and events for Sicameon, Asterion, Cyanolisia, and Gryphus. Makes me think Zebrica is coming
very soon.
>>102872He offers a hoof
>>102873Oh now you want to post it
>>102874Brie bumps hoofs with the pony.
>>102875l00d splitsecond hoofholding.
>>102875And he passes over 450 in bank notes to Brie (unless he demands coin). Brie may now buy something else, ask questions, or proceed to elsewhere
>>102877"Thank you my good stallion."
No, Brie is entirely disinterested in buying more things for the moment. At this point he would return to the Lings and Spark, wherever they were doing cute changeling things at.
>>102878Some blocks back down is the hotel. In the main hotel room, Spark has delicately balanced petting the two ersatz foals
>>102874I have absolutely no clue what you mean.
>>102879"I hope I'm not interrupting" Brie says with a smirk.
>>102881The little ersatz foals have no idea what Brie just said, but they look up at him, cutely
>>102882"Spielen sie?" Brie says a bit more cutely than he intended at the Lings, then looking to Sparks to see if he seems,... eated.
>>102883"Ja!"
Spark doesn't look eated
yet, bit he's perched precariously in a dangerous position. Like a bucket of fried chicken outside the doors of a basketball game, he's just waiting to be eated
>>102884"Habe jungetiere vorher eine Kutsche gefahren?"
I'd also like to point out that incautiously, google translate comes up with some funky ass translations
>>102886>>102885>Habe jungetiere vorher eine Kutsche gefahrenAre you asking them if they've driven a car?
>>102885"Nein?"
"... Nein?"
>>102889"Die nächste Etappe unserer Reise beinhaltet eine Privatkutsche. Hört sich gut an für dich?"
>>102890"Ja"
They nod. Kerr looks rather uncertain, while Wesley looks more intrigued, perhaps even excited
>>102891"Es ist nichts zu befürchten. Wir kaufen ein paar Pferde und eine Kutsche und fahren den Rest des Weges zum Bienenstock. Kein merkwürdiger oder unangenehmer Austausch mit zufälligen Ponys, nur die vier (fünf?) Von uns, die direkt zu unserem Ziel gehen!"
>>102892"Oh, ok"
"Das klingt nach Spaß!"
>>102893"Ich freue mich, dass Sie so denken. Sollen wir Vorkehrungen treffen?"
>>102894*nodding*
"Ja, lass uns gehen"
>>102884Let them do their worst. I survived twice so far.
I’m tied up at the moment, give me a few more minutes and I’ll be back in the swing of things.
>>102895"Herrlich. Iss ihn aber nicht, er ist wahrscheinlich nicht sehr schmackhaft." he says, nodding to Sparks.
>>102896Take your time, it was banter (und tsss und tsss und tsss)
>>102771As Cauldron and iron walk back, Iron can overhear the following conversation between Grant and Pear
>"I can't wait to be over with all of this. Once we have everything from the site, I am trotting straight back to Saltmane."
"Back already? We just got here two days ago.">"After everything that has happened, you want to stay around?""Because of everything that has happened... I need to stay. They finally let me out of the office, and I suspect they won't be very willing to let me come back">"At this point I feel like we should take the money and run. Cut our losses.""To make it all worth it, there's something I need to do, something I need to find, before I can go back to Saltmane"
>"Don't you want to go see your loved ones?"I haven't seen my mother in more than a year. My dad was in the Navy...
>"Oh... I take it you're not married or engaged?""No">"Do you have a special somepony?""Well, no">"Have you?"For a while back at John Haykins there was a stallion I saw... It wasn't that serious. He never quite understood my interests. He never proposed, and I moved away. I think he joined the army, I don't know.>"Well, once we get back we'll get plenty of new attention from this find. You'll have something to write about.""I know, Critical Theory keeps hounding me.">"Well if you do get something published, combinded with findings here, who knows. You might even get tenure""If that's how you want to look at it">"You may even attract a special somepony you can finally lose your maidenhood to"Pear looks extremely offended by that last statement, as Grant laughs
>"'Tis but a joke"\r
>>102896>Let them do their worstDon't tempt me
>>102897"Okay..." Wesley especially looks saddened by that
>>102899"Nun, fragen Sie zuerst nach seiner Erlaubnis. Sagen 'I kann has'? Wenn er ja sagt, dann graben Sie ein."
>>102900"um, oh. Okay!"
He begins to wag his tail
>>102823This area is less densely populated than the Eastside, though not quite as wealthy as the North. There are a number of singe family bungalows on eighths of acres, a a few small apartment buildings, and some larger shop buildings, as well as the occassional warehouse or distribution center. He passes by a school, and a precinct annex. The architecture of the area is dominated by red brick, though there are a few wooden houses of white paint and low sloped slate roofs
>>102901K, waiting on Sparks' interaction
(he would have been present for Brie's dialogue, should he wish to be aware of it)
>>102881"Oh, there you are."
>>102903I am backreading now, but as far as I can tell, Spark wouldn't have understood anything being said besides the one post.
>>102873>updateOooooo. I wonder how long it will take them to update their wiki? I love reading about the game as much as playing it.
>>102904"Ah, so I exchanged the firearms for some cash. I figure we can get a personal carriage to take us the rest of the way. This leads me to a particular junction." Brie takes a deep breath. "There's no guarantee we, and by we I mean you and I, will survive traveling to the hive. You have the option of backing out now if you prefer. I have enough resources to put you back on a train to Baltimare before the sun sets, if that is your preference."
>>102906"I didn't plan on surviving this mission before now, so no point in running now. You can only prolong what is to come so long anyway. What about you? Got any nagging second thoughts?"
>>102907"Nope!" Brie says brightly.
>>102908"Great! I don't think Tipsy has any either."
Spark smirks.
>>102910"You know..."
Stix nods to the glass he has kept by his side from the very beginning of this crazy adventure.
>>102902"Вот Это Да! It is like there are many different cities inside this one city."
>>102911Damn it... once again, can't get my character right.
>>102912"It can feel like that at times, yes"
"Like layers of different rock that form ontop of each other. A new, different layer for each era of time that passes, forming ontop of the old"
[1d20+7 = 9]>>102911"Oh,... of course." Brie attempts to mask rolling his eyes.
Bluff
>>102915Not the best of attempts
>>102915>>102916"Heh... you are just jealous."
>>102914He nods, a little surprised by such an insightful comment. "You live outside of city for so long, you forget what it is like."
"Well then, shall we?"
He says, as I adjourn for the night
>>102918"There were a few books at my grandmother's house. I would read them there, since I had plenty of time. I've had plenty of time to think about the city since coming here..." his voice trails off somewhat quitely
White Orchid fills the void
"I went to school around here once. It's not a bad neighborhood. There's a park a couple blocks over. We used to play there, build little forts on the occasions it snowed"
>>102919Vola e vai, my little pony
>>102919Sleep well!
>>102921I hope Mint is okay... "I used to build snow forts sometimes when I was colt, when I was not at school or helping my father."
>>102873I did a practice run of it
This update pretty much kills any normal, reasonable means of expansion on a New Mareland run (or Zebra colony campaign, for that matter) on historical mode.
New Mareland has the major problem that it is sandwiched between two Great Powers (kind of three). The only nations within the range of its ships are Wingbardy and friends (sharing a land border), Aquellia (across a strait), Sicameon, and Minotauria (only if you try to expand the range of the Navy). The basic strategy as New Mareland is always to expand south, into Sicameon and then Minotauria, or even better, Minotauria then Sicameon. After that, the Free Towns of Gryphus are vulnerable, or even the Zebra colony, Cyanolisia, or Falcor. Then, Zaphzia and Prywhen can be attacked. By this time, a war with Aquellia can be managed, and at least one naval ship is built. Expanding into Minotauria especially is essential, because only the southern Griffonian nations have rubber, which is crucial to planes and motorized. For the same reason, you should try to invade it as the Zebra colony.
A few updates ago, both Minotauria and Sicameon were massively buffed, with starting armies that would each be twice the size of the New Mareland Starting army. Now, the two will automatically create a faction together. this would raise the difficulty as New Mareland, though maybe be too much for the Zebras to overcome. What is really new is the Navy of Sicameon. Sicameon gets
two Battlecruisers, and a shitload of other vessels. i think their navy is bigger than Aquellia's, and probably the third or fourth biggest on the whole continent. There is absolutely no way to invade Sicameon or Minotauria now as New Mareland on historical mode. The only two nations within range are now the great powers of Wingbardy and Aquellia, which are difficult enough to defeat with years of preperation. That will now have to be done without rubber, or the factories and resources New Mareland used to be able to get from invading south.
I guess maybe it's possible to play on non-historical, hope they never form the southern pact, then invade Minotauria, then invade Sicameon through that little straight. Still though
>>102923"We woukd try that, but there usually wasn't enough snow. We would throw snowballs though"
>>102924New Mareland needs a buff."We had plenty of those, too. How good were you in snowball fights? Did you dominate?"
>>102925“I tried my best, and gave back what I took”
\r
>>102898Well hello there, dialogue.Iron does his best not to look nosy.
"I wonder what is making them so confident in that they will grab everything," Iron whispers just for Cauldron to overhear. "Do they have a secret weapon capable of scaring us away?"
He is a bit worried about the lack of ponies in Pear's personal life.
(No relatives to miss as well as incentive to fight back? That could complicate things. After my actions I am pretty sure I cannot exploit her lack of affection.)
He sneakes a glance on Pear's rear.
(While the view is nice, she seems to have been used by another stallion.)
He shakes his head.
(A shame about her luck with the stallion. Perhaps I should make my move with Cauldron when we get to safety with those pots, so as to not make her suffer Pear's fate.)
>>102926Silver smiles at that. "Well, alright then! That is good to hear." He looks back at Mint Marine, worried for him. "Are you doing okay, little one? You have been quiet."
>>102927"I don't know. They could. They might think the authorities in Saltmane will help them. They might be delusional."
>she seems to have been used by another stallionThat's... exactly the opposite of what that entire train of dialogue was hinting
She is rather thin. Her tail is currently wrapped thin (which makes her easier to see), presumably as a measure to keep her tail from getting caught in anything in the jungle
>>102928"I'm okay. Just enjoying the ride"
>>102929Silver nods. "Okay. Let me know if anything is wrong, yes?"
>>102931Put at ease, Silver continues on his journey. "So you used to frequent this area, White Orchid. Is there anything else of interest?"
>>102929Oh whoops. I took her offense as a 'Hey, I did have a dick inside of me once!" kind instead of the "Stop bullying me for my lack of partner availability!" kindHe looks at Cauldron.
"Could they do the authority thing?" he whispers.
Iron is a bit weary over Pear's thin frame.
(While my father told me a mare can handle most stallions, she will probably have to get used to anypony bigger than her.)
He glances the best he can at Cauldron's rear from the side to compare the thickness.
>>102934It's circa 1940, premarital sex is really only socially accepted where a partner is betrothed to be married. Pear is Bourgeois, and that group especially tends to be conservative. Grant explicitly says "lose your maidenhood" which is old timey for "virginity""Not in the jungle"
Cauldron is definitely thicker. Pear, in general, has the physique of a unicorn, despite being an earth pony, and seems to work mostly indoors, although she is adjusting to the jungle and caverns fairly well (including the aforementioned tail improvisation). She may well be stronger and more durable than she looks, with earth pony magic
>>102935Right. Forgot the importance of virginity for most mares.Iron nods, having taken her glance.
"Good to know."
(Maybe the Earth Pony magic in her will awaken and strengthen in time if she lives in the jungle in time? She was able to make it this far without breaking much of a sweat, excluding the fights where she hid. Perhaps she could become more like us.)
Glancing between the two mares, his mind is processing.
(Should I go for the Earth Pony who has a negative opinion of me but is ultimately alone and would be eager to be in the jungle in order to get some history and get away from the annoying traditions of cityfolk or the zebra who has a positive opinion of me overall but chained to the concrete jungle by so many responsibilities as well as being in constant danger of being taken away due to her forced occupation?)
A little drop of sweat starts trickling down from the side of his forehead as he walks.
(Why does my soul throw these problems at me?)
>>102936Well, if Iron needs more problems thrown at him...
>>102937It's not that he needs problems thrown at him. He has the capacity to create his own problems with the tools in the environment.
Like gauging relationships' advantages and disadvantages.
>>102924>>102873I took another look at the map, and found that under this new system, it’s still possible to naval invade Cyanolisia when selecting only heavy cruisers or vessels with longer range. The Hauklands are also in range (though they have no resources) and so is Vedina. So it would be possible to invade Cyanolisia, then Minotauria-Sicameon, although they would have like 30 units with no opportunity to for a simple encirclement, making it not much easier than invading something like Prywhen
>>102942So can Brie explore the purchase of a carriage?
>>102943Yes
Is he going to draft Onyx, pay for somepony else, pull it himself, or what?
>>102944Depends on how much it costs. But yeah, he'll probably draft Onyx since he's in autopilot
>>102945Very well. Carry on
>>102946I don't have my books atm, so I'll need assistance
>>102947How do you want to go about this? Just look for an ordinary place that sells carriages?
>>102948Basically. It needs to be able to hold at least 3 (2 Lings and a pony) inside, Brie would take the driving position (not that that would be necessary given that Onyx would technically be able to drive it himself) to respond to danger with his... oh yeah, Brie's spot check sucks. Well
somepony would need to ride on top,....
>>102949Carriage lots are a little further away, as they need more space for their merchandise, but one with a wide selection can be found
An almost grape purple unicorn, with white mane and a red stripe greets Brie
“Hello there Sir. What can I do for you?”
>>102950"Hello my good stallion. I'm in the market for a carriage capable of transporting 2 ponies and 2 colts."
>>102951“I see. Sounds like you need a medium sized carriage then. Any idea of how far your daily trips will be, the road conditions, or what sort of climate you will be expecting?”
>>102952"Nope!" Brie exclaims.
>>102952"It would be safe to assume that our terrain will be adverse."
>>102953“Well, you see, an off road version would have wider wheels, a higher clearance, and more durable axels, while being heavier over all. Long distance, you want something slimmer and more comfortable, and preferably lighter. For colder weather you want some insulation and protection from the elements, and of course different thing are required for rain, flooding, and worst of all mud. What sort of ride you need? Functional, or more comfortable?”
>>102955"That depends on the price variance." He says with a wink.
>>102956“We’re looking at from 250 to 350 bits here, on the higher end”
>>102957Brie waves a hoof dismissively. "Would a heavier duty carriage require more than one draft pony?"
>>102958“It can, If you have a long distance or need speed”
>>102959"Alright. So assuming a heavy-duty carriage, with insulation, rain, and mud traction wheels, how much would that go for?"
>>102960“That’s higher end, with steel parts. Around 380 after all expenses”
>>102962"Mmmkay. You said something about flood protection, what is involved with that?"
>>102963“Waterproofing on the undercarriage, and fewer rusting parts. Still don’t drive it through moving water, it will float away
>>102964Brie thinks for a moment, then visibly mouths the words "What does fording the river mean?", then shakes his head.
"So with flood protection, what are we looking at?"
>>102965“420. Normally it would be less, but material like chrome are more expensive under the war mobilization”
>>102966"I've got 450. Can you use the remainder to make it a bit cushy?"
>>102967“We can add luxury seating, yes”
>>102968"Splendid. Do you have one like that already available?"
>>102969“Yes. Allow a few minutes for modifications, so it may meet you specifications”
>>102970"Excellent" Brie proffers the funds, silently thanking those revolutionaries for funding this leg of their venture.
>>102971He hooves over the bank notes, the salespony counts them, and Brie has a new wagon, courtesy of the Everfree partisans. It looks like those Sun worshipers did something good after all.
The carriage is kind of big, very high with a step, has large wheels, and is mostly blocky with some curves in the front. It is black in color, with a partly metal, partly wooden look
[1d20 = 18]>>102972Brie attempts to pull the cart
Strength
>>102972It's Onyx on wheels!
>>102973It’s heavy, but the axels are well lubricated. It pulls, and least so long as it’s not going uphill
Don't ask me why, but I had the weirdest dream involving some kind of 4chan golf game on the Nintendo Switch.
>>102975Can he make it back to the hotel?
>>102976Ok, I won't ask why, but what did it look like?
>>102977Yes
(But can he park it?)
>>102979... I'm scared to ask what you mean by that.
>>102980You might break parking rules.
>>102978Like the 4CC, but golf, so every character was a meme. You could upskirt a lot of the female models. I didn't spend enough time in that part of the dream to see ponies, but I did see John Cena wearing a magical girl outfit.
>>102980It’s a city. Is there parking space?
>>102984In front of a hotel?
>>102985Permanent parking space. Otherwise it could get tolled or stolen.
>>102986Don't make me get the newspaper
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2PtvLTZS4IkI would declare some real awesome come back for Onyx, but to be honest I have no idea what the fuck is going on and there's a lot of posts.
So; Hi, how is everyone tonight?
>>102988Onyx, Sparks, Brie, and the 2 Lings are at a hotel in,... a city. Brie is just returning to the hotel that they're all currently stationed at, with a swank-ass carriage for the remainder of the trip.
>>102989An interesting situation to say the least
>>102990You're gonna love the next part then
>>102991Now you're really filling me with confidence
>>102989If you've forgotten the name of the city, it's Bales.>>102984So, if I remember correctly, Silver was continuing his epic journey to the Baltimare Zoo.
>>102993I think GM needs some time to progress with the monthly players.
>>102994Fair enough.
>>102992It is good to see you, buddy. Thought you were a goner.
>>102996Life's been a bitch recently, but it's good to be back
>>102992Oh come now, it'll be fun
>>102998You have a tendency to cause unease by your lateral thinking.
>>102998Okay
now I am scared
>>103000GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!
>>103002Well I wasn't expecting that reaction from you.
Good luck trying to hide the twist.>>103003Try not to make you and your companions succ'd into slavery now.
>>103004He likes his gets
>>102999Oh you have no idea
>>103003How'd you access your IRL stats?
>>103002Love you too
In case anyone's been left behind here, there's a new bread at
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