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.
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>>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."
>>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..."
>>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
>>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. >>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.
>>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.
>>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?
>>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.
>>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.
>>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."
>>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."
>>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