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
In the North, in Bales, Brie has just aquired a carriage with which he shall make the journey into the Changeling Occupied Zone, alongt with Spark and Onyx. In Baltimare, Dark Star recouperates from injuries sustained in a near fatal encounter with a Changeling opperative. Silver helps treat two traumatized orphans, and Iron examines ancient secrets in the Jungles
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>>104691
Silver smiles at the colt. He has absolutely no idea what that means, but he's happy that White Orchid is happy. "We still have some time until we reach our destination. Care to tell me little bit about different kinds of trains on way?"
Silver smiles at the colt. He has absolutely no idea what that means, but he's happy that White Orchid is happy. "We still have some time until we reach our destination. Care to tell me little bit about different kinds of trains on way?"
>>104687
>>104692
Has Iron ever heard the phrase “beating a dead horse”?
>>104693
“And the 4-6-6-4 was the locomotive they selected to use for the coal mines of the Macintosh mountains because it was the most commonly used large freight locomotive of the past 10 years, but they quickly found that the steep inclines of the mountain range made moving groups of forty or sixty cars difficult. Interestingly, they found that a smaller 2-6-4 locomotive, which at the time was used more for smaller loads or even intercity passenger service, had better traction on steep mountains. So they would string two of them together facing opposite directions and pull groups of 40 cars...” blah blah blah, he yaps on for a while
>>104692
Has Iron ever heard the phrase “beating a dead horse”?
>>104693
“And the 4-6-6-4 was the locomotive they selected to use for the coal mines of the Macintosh mountains because it was the most commonly used large freight locomotive of the past 10 years, but they quickly found that the steep inclines of the mountain range made moving groups of forty or sixty cars difficult. Interestingly, they found that a smaller 2-6-4 locomotive, which at the time was used more for smaller loads or even intercity passenger service, had better traction on steep mountains. So they would string two of them together facing opposite directions and pull groups of 40 cars...” blah blah blah, he yaps on for a while
>>104694
Silver's fine with listening, with how obvious it is White Orchid enjoys the subject matter.
Silver's fine with listening, with how obvious it is White Orchid enjoys the subject matter.
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>>104694
I, uh...
No...
I'm guessing the second option is also a bad idea.
Iron, simply shaking his head at his two pervious ideas and knowing the seemingly insane pony is not about to comply to a threat, decides to simply search the area for Pear in case she is still here, shivering in fear for her life or something along those lines.
I'll roll Search, which has a -1 on it, sadly.
>>104694
I, uh...
No...
I'm guessing the second option is also a bad idea.
Iron, simply shaking his head at his two pervious ideas and knowing the seemingly insane pony is not about to comply to a threat, decides to simply search the area for Pear in case she is still here, shivering in fear for her life or something along those lines.
I'll roll Search, which has a -1 on it, sadly.
>>104696
I mean, he can definitely do it. That isn’t really an issue. I was just surprised by that choice.
>>104695
“And the largest steam locomotive ever made is the Big Colt 4-8-8-4. It is so big that it needed to pivot in the center, and it burns so much coal that two stallions shoveling couldn’t keep up, it needs an mechanical screw feeder and new water every hour. It was used mostly for moving shipments of Iron Ore from Whinnysota down to Bales and Fillydelphia....”
In case Iron was wondering, the set of two or three numbers is the normal convention to describe a steam locomotive based upon the number of wheels in each carriage. The first set is the number of wheels in the guiding carriage at the front, the second and sometimes third set is the number of wheels in the propulsion carriage pushed by the piston, and the third set is the number of wheels in the trailing carriage under the cabin. Thus a 2-6-4 has two wheels in the front, six wheels pushed by the pistons, and four under the cabin. How does Silver know that? Because White Orchid loudly explained that to him
I mean, he can definitely do it. That isn’t really an issue. I was just surprised by that choice.
>>104695
“And the largest steam locomotive ever made is the Big Colt 4-8-8-4. It is so big that it needed to pivot in the center, and it burns so much coal that two stallions shoveling couldn’t keep up, it needs an mechanical screw feeder and new water every hour. It was used mostly for moving shipments of Iron Ore from Whinnysota down to Bales and Fillydelphia....”
In case Iron was wondering, the set of two or three numbers is the normal convention to describe a steam locomotive based upon the number of wheels in each carriage. The first set is the number of wheels in the guiding carriage at the front, the second and sometimes third set is the number of wheels in the propulsion carriage pushed by the piston, and the third set is the number of wheels in the trailing carriage under the cabin. Thus a 2-6-4 has two wheels in the front, six wheels pushed by the pistons, and four under the cabin. How does Silver know that? Because White Orchid loudly explained that to him
>>104697
It's not about doing or not doing it. If a literal sneeze can kill him, holding his mouth with a lot of strength will dislocate his jaw or something or the jab will cause him to bleed out even faster. Iron's brawn is not going to do much good if that happens, so I'll go for searching for Pear, who must be panting heavily and metaphorically shitting herself over perhaps being in danger again, depending on how much she witnessed.
It's not about doing or not doing it. If a literal sneeze can kill him, holding his mouth with a lot of strength will dislocate his jaw or something or the jab will cause him to bleed out even faster. Iron's brawn is not going to do much good if that happens, so I'll go for searching for Pear, who must be panting heavily and metaphorically shitting herself over perhaps being in danger again, depending on how much she witnessed.
>>104697
Silver can only imagine the amount of coal and water that behemoth would need to travel all the way from Whinnysota to Fillydelphia.
Silver can only imagine the amount of coal and water that behemoth would need to travel all the way from Whinnysota to Fillydelphia.
>>104698
No, you can have Iron do whatever, even killing the disabled Dr. Grant, I was just... surprised
No, you can have Iron do whatever, even killing the disabled Dr. Grant, I was just... surprised
>>104700
If I do the first action, does it kill the Grant?
Keep in mind I don't want to have an extremely low reputation with Pear for killing the last link to the crew she was in.
If I do the first action, does it kill the Grant?
Keep in mind I don't want to have an extremely low reputation with Pear for killing the last link to the crew she was in.
>>104701
It would either keep him unconscious but with an "oof!" or it would wake him up. What it would do is is risk unsettling any internal damage that came from the bullet, and startle the hell out of Cauldron
It would either keep him unconscious but with an "oof!" or it would wake him up. What it would do is is risk unsettling any internal damage that came from the bullet, and startle the hell out of Cauldron
>>104702
What about... slapping his cutiemark region?
That should illicit a yelp from the stallion to drink the potion, right?
What about... slapping his cutiemark region?
That should illicit a yelp from the stallion to drink the potion, right?
>>104704
I'm going for it and you can't stop me!
Iron, after muttering about available options to open an unconscious stallion's mouth, decides to go for a swift slap on Grant's cutiemark region, hoping that it causes him to yelp in surprise for easier potion drinking.
Should I roll for anything?
I'm going for it and you can't stop me!
Iron, after muttering about available options to open an unconscious stallion's mouth, decides to go for a swift slap on Grant's cutiemark region, hoping that it causes him to yelp in surprise for easier potion drinking.
Should I roll for anything?
[1d20+11 = 31]
>>104706
I said it in post, hoping to illicit the slightest mouth opening as a reaction. I'll go for unarmed roll, since it has the best chance not to fuck up.
>>104706
I said it in post, hoping to illicit the slightest mouth opening as a reaction. I'll go for unarmed roll, since it has the best chance not to fuck up.
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>>104711
So, here's a question that probably has no answer: what would be Blue Skies' rank within the Black Hooves?
So, here's a question that probably has no answer: what would be Blue Skies' rank within the Black Hooves?
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>>104699
White Orchid's speech has had a sort of... airy quality to it. Like Socrates in his Thinkery contemplating useless things, White Orchid speaks on facts about far away objects, detached from present experience. But now, White Orchid's speech is more... ethereal, as he chooses now to speak of myths, fables, and legends. He tells tales of old myths that Silver heard whispers of when he was a colt, though in those days the myths were regarded more as history than as legends....
For all history, Ponykind was limited to the speed their own legs and wings could carry them, and even then they were confined to sources of water if they wanted long distance trade. Their cities and farms clung carefully to the large rivers and the coastline, as waterlines were to Pony society as blood vessels were to an individual pony, as these alone could serve as the essential conduits of commerce. The Equestrian Interior was without form, and void. A sprawling realm of chaos, a vast wilderness ceded by civilized society to the Manticore, the Buffalo, the Dragon, the hunter, the herder, and the bango-playing hill pony.
So it was, until the age of the Titans. It is said the Titans took the form of the mundane, of the lowest members of pony society - the poor farmer of Albion, the colt of a chimney sweep in Manehattan - at least as often an Earth Pony as a Unicorn. Indeed, perhaps they were once ponies. But they became something more, something with the power to rend fire from the deep earth, the power to move entire mountains, and the power to transform Earth into Fire and Metal, and water Into Lightning. Rock Melder, Cartnieghgy, Whinny Pferd, they and others held creative powers somewhere below that of gods. They were the living embodiment of the principles of the old sage Apple Smith, and Field Marshals in Pony's conquest of Nature, in the process displacing the old aristocracy and bringing suffering upon the poor.
One Titan in particular interests White Orchid, who appeared in the form of a white maned grey earth pony stallion who earned the name Robber Barron. A pony named Horse Power invented the Steam Locomotive, but Robber Baron made the Steam Locomotive into an Instrument of his mind, body and will. One year, he wished to traverse the distance from Canterlot to Stableside. So he traveled, and leaving behind a trail of steel. It is said that wherever his Iron hooves landed, a city grew. From the wilderness on the edges of the Everfree grew Ponyville. From the Desert grew Dodge junction and Hoof City. He sat down to rest in the prairie, and along came Hoofington. But Robber Baron found he was not done, as the tumbleweeds still rolled, and the Buffalo still roamed. There is land to be conquered, he thought. So he Cantered his Iron Hooves across the West, from Las Pegasus to the old Equestrian fort at Fort Mourn, and where he stepped, civilization grew out of the dust and sand. Along came Rockville, Appaloosa, and Pinto Creek. So it was that the West was broken and tamed. In due time the land of Buffalo and Tumbleweeds became as tame and civilized as the Equestrian East and Northwest Coast. The Steel bloodlines were to Applesoosa and Dodge Junction as the Celestial Sea was to Manehattan or Fillydelphia, or the Lunar Ocean to Pransciso and Vanhoover.
That was back when Titans roamed. So go the legends, anyways.
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White Orchid's speech has had a sort of... airy quality to it. Like Socrates in his Thinkery contemplating useless things, White Orchid speaks on facts about far away objects, detached from present experience. But now, White Orchid's speech is more... ethereal, as he chooses now to speak of myths, fables, and legends. He tells tales of old myths that Silver heard whispers of when he was a colt, though in those days the myths were regarded more as history than as legends....
For all history, Ponykind was limited to the speed their own legs and wings could carry them, and even then they were confined to sources of water if they wanted long distance trade. Their cities and farms clung carefully to the large rivers and the coastline, as waterlines were to Pony society as blood vessels were to an individual pony, as these alone could serve as the essential conduits of commerce. The Equestrian Interior was without form, and void. A sprawling realm of chaos, a vast wilderness ceded by civilized society to the Manticore, the Buffalo, the Dragon, the hunter, the herder, and the bango-playing hill pony.
So it was, until the age of the Titans. It is said the Titans took the form of the mundane, of the lowest members of pony society - the poor farmer of Albion, the colt of a chimney sweep in Manehattan - at least as often an Earth Pony as a Unicorn. Indeed, perhaps they were once ponies. But they became something more, something with the power to rend fire from the deep earth, the power to move entire mountains, and the power to transform Earth into Fire and Metal, and water Into Lightning. Rock Melder, Cartnieghgy, Whinny Pferd, they and others held creative powers somewhere below that of gods. They were the living embodiment of the principles of the old sage Apple Smith, and Field Marshals in Pony's conquest of Nature, in the process displacing the old aristocracy and bringing suffering upon the poor.
One Titan in particular interests White Orchid, who appeared in the form of a white maned grey earth pony stallion who earned the name Robber Barron. A pony named Horse Power invented the Steam Locomotive, but Robber Baron made the Steam Locomotive into an Instrument of his mind, body and will. One year, he wished to traverse the distance from Canterlot to Stableside. So he traveled, and leaving behind a trail of steel. It is said that wherever his Iron hooves landed, a city grew. From the wilderness on the edges of the Everfree grew Ponyville. From the Desert grew Dodge junction and Hoof City. He sat down to rest in the prairie, and along came Hoofington. But Robber Baron found he was not done, as the tumbleweeds still rolled, and the Buffalo still roamed. There is land to be conquered, he thought. So he Cantered his Iron Hooves across the West, from Las Pegasus to the old Equestrian fort at Fort Mourn, and where he stepped, civilization grew out of the dust and sand. Along came Rockville, Appaloosa, and Pinto Creek. So it was that the West was broken and tamed. In due time the land of Buffalo and Tumbleweeds became as tame and civilized as the Equestrian East and Northwest Coast. The Steel bloodlines were to Applesoosa and Dodge Junction as the Celestial Sea was to Manehattan or Fillydelphia, or the Lunar Ocean to Pransciso and Vanhoover.
That was back when Titans roamed. So go the legends, anyways.
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>>104707
With a slap, Grant awakens, and raises up to his hooves, moving forward
"Ooh!"
He looks back, with an almost drunken aspect to him, and his face seems to express disappointment that he did not see somepony else
With a slap, Grant awakens, and raises up to his hooves, moving forward
"Ooh!"
He looks back, with an almost drunken aspect to him, and his face seems to express disappointment that he did not see somepony else
>>104719
Yes! Amazing! Thank you, GM!
Iron simply points his head to the potion the zebra is offering, not too bothered by the possible lewd ramifications of slapping somepony's flank.
Yes! Amazing! Thank you, GM!
Iron simply points his head to the potion the zebra is offering, not too bothered by the possible lewd ramifications of slapping somepony's flank.
>>104718
It certainly sounds almost mythical to Silver. It seems White Orchid has made an avid listener out of the old Unicorn stallion. "Wonders of Industrial Age. And to think, I was born just few years too late to witness it in its full glory."
No word on the question I asked? It's fine if you've got nothing, but I've drawn Blue wearing a uniform, and some sort of rank identifier would help bring it together just a little bit more.
It certainly sounds almost mythical to Silver. It seems White Orchid has made an avid listener out of the old Unicorn stallion. "Wonders of Industrial Age. And to think, I was born just few years too late to witness it in its full glory."
No word on the question I asked? It's fine if you've got nothing, but I've drawn Blue wearing a uniform, and some sort of rank identifier would help bring it together just a little bit more.
>>104713
Blue Skies is part of the State Security Administration's Internal Security branch, essentially an oversized secret police organization, somewhere between a specialized law enforcement agency and a garrisoning army involved in counterinsurgency. While more or less para-military, it's styled more like a police agency. Blue Skies is probably one above the basic lowest rank, maybe something like a police "detective" or possibly "captain." Or perhaps "Intelligence agent," or "Field agent." In the Ordungpolize of the Nazi SS, the equivalent would be something like "Team Master," and for the NKVD it would be "Sargent of Special Service"
Blue Skies is part of the State Security Administration's Internal Security branch, essentially an oversized secret police organization, somewhere between a specialized law enforcement agency and a garrisoning army involved in counterinsurgency. While more or less para-military, it's styled more like a police agency. Blue Skies is probably one above the basic lowest rank, maybe something like a police "detective" or possibly "captain." Or perhaps "Intelligence agent," or "Field agent." In the Ordungpolize of the Nazi SS, the equivalent would be something like "Team Master," and for the NKVD it would be "Sargent of Special Service"
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>>104721
It's kind of bland, but this is what the insignia for Nazi ordnungpolizei looked like, for the "Team Master"/corporal and Watchmaster/sargent ranks respectively. They kind of look like the Blackhooves' horseshoe
It's kind of bland, but this is what the insignia for Nazi ordnungpolizei looked like, for the "Team Master"/corporal and Watchmaster/sargent ranks respectively. They kind of look like the Blackhooves' horseshoe
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It is finished. Sorry, GM, if I screwed anything up, especially in relation to the uniform. I just took examples from New Marelander leader portraits and worked my way up from there. Other than that, she looks more vixen-like than I was expecting, though that isn't necessarily a bad thing with her personality. Probably a consequence of emulating MrScroup's artstyle.
So, what do you think?
So, what do you think?
>>104725
Wow, that’s pretty good. I’ll admit her emotions aren’t really what I had in mind, but the proportions are right and the details on the uniform are excellent
Wow, that’s pretty good. I’ll admit her emotions aren’t really what I had in mind, but the proportions are right and the details on the uniform are excellent
>>104728
You think the face is hard? I bet you'll get a headache with Iron. Guaranteed. I even bet the face will be way easier than the hair.
You think the face is hard? I bet you'll get a headache with Iron. Guaranteed. I even bet the face will be way easier than the hair.
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>>104729
Iron is an ashen grey quibble pants, with a high pitched cuban accented voice that sounds like Don Carnage from Tailspin
Iron is an ashen grey quibble pants, with a high pitched cuban accented voice that sounds like Don Carnage from Tailspin
>>104731
I’m still not believing this gorgon head thing
>>104728
What I mean is that the way that her eyes look up at the viewer makes it look like she’s leaning her head down, which implies a lack of confidence. She looks soft, sweet, and insecure. Blue Skies should look more firmly straight, possibly narrowed, and combined with a grin that makes her look damned near like a 90’s Disney villain - confident, filled with malice, and gleeful at the prospect of dispensing it
>>104732
White Orchid talks more about trains and railroads, as Mint Marine is present but silent
>>104733
*ploop*
“Inhale this”
Cauldron forces the canteen to his mouth
I’m still not believing this gorgon head thing
>>104728
What I mean is that the way that her eyes look up at the viewer makes it look like she’s leaning her head down, which implies a lack of confidence. She looks soft, sweet, and insecure. Blue Skies should look more firmly straight, possibly narrowed, and combined with a grin that makes her look damned near like a 90’s Disney villain - confident, filled with malice, and gleeful at the prospect of dispensing it
>>104732
White Orchid talks more about trains and railroads, as Mint Marine is present but silent
>>104733
*ploop*
“Inhale this”
Cauldron forces the canteen to his mouth
>>104734
I'll need to correct that.
Silver looks over at Mint Marine to make sure he isn't being bored out of his gourd.
I'll need to correct that.
Silver looks over at Mint Marine to make sure he isn't being bored out of his gourd.
>>104734
>not believeing gorgon head thing
No joke, I deleted it and found it back on the first thread. You can go look it up, but beware, as it is quite RAM dependant.
Iron simply remains still, watching the process unfold.
(Who knew I would be a master at slapping flank?)
He snickers to himself for his rather lewd thought.
>not believeing gorgon head thing
No joke, I deleted it and found it back on the first thread. You can go look it up, but beware, as it is quite RAM dependant.
Iron simply remains still, watching the process unfold.
(Who knew I would be a master at slapping flank?)
He snickers to himself for his rather lewd thought.
>>104735
He does not appear bored, but stilled, or perhaps with nothing to contribute
Eh, I don’t know exactly, or how to explain it. Maybe the way Blue Skies comes out in the game is different than the way I envisaged her
>>104736
Cauldron places a hoof on him, then tries to restrain him
“Inhale, then go back to sleep”
He does not appear bored, but stilled, or perhaps with nothing to contribute
Eh, I don’t know exactly, or how to explain it. Maybe the way Blue Skies comes out in the game is different than the way I envisaged her
>>104736
Cauldron places a hoof on him, then tries to restrain him
“Inhale, then go back to sleep”
>>104737
Iron decides to stick close by, in case Grant feels like attempting an escape and catch him.
Iron decides to stick close by, in case Grant feels like attempting an escape and catch him.
>>104739
>>104738
Not quite sufficient on the first attempt, as a bind unravels, but neither can he or does he run away. Cauldron tries to tie the hooves again
“Alright, I’ve done what I could do. Now what do you want to do?”
>>104740
You can, but this guy is pretty groggy and seriously injured, so he isn’t much of a threat
>>104738
Not quite sufficient on the first attempt, as a bind unravels, but neither can he or does he run away. Cauldron tries to tie the hooves again
“Alright, I’ve done what I could do. Now what do you want to do?”
>>104740
You can, but this guy is pretty groggy and seriously injured, so he isn’t much of a threat
>>104741
Oh. Alright.
Iron checks himself to see how injured he is at this current time.
In other words, what amount of HP is Iron currently? 5 or less equals badly injured,
between 6 and 12 is injured, 13 to 20 is hurt and 21 onwards is relatively healthy.
Oh. Alright.
Iron checks himself to see how injured he is at this current time.
In other words, what amount of HP is Iron currently? 5 or less equals badly injured,
between 6 and 12 is injured, 13 to 20 is hurt and 21 onwards is relatively healthy.
>>104737
Understandable enough, he thinks to himself. While he hopes that Mint will get a chance to speak a little about marine life before they arrive at the orphanage, from what Silver knows about White Orchid and colts in general, he has his doubts as to that possibility.
A little, I think. You certainly try to make her seem malevolent when you describe her, but to me at least she comes out more as just narcissistic. She doesn't really mean evil in most cases, she just thinks very highly of herself and Pegasi in general.
Either way, I noticed an issue with her left eye that's bothering the hell out of me, so I may as well see if I can't correct her facial expression a little.
Understandable enough, he thinks to himself. While he hopes that Mint will get a chance to speak a little about marine life before they arrive at the orphanage, from what Silver knows about White Orchid and colts in general, he has his doubts as to that possibility.
A little, I think. You certainly try to make her seem malevolent when you describe her, but to me at least she comes out more as just narcissistic. She doesn't really mean evil in most cases, she just thinks very highly of herself and Pegasi in general.
Either way, I noticed an issue with her left eye that's bothering the hell out of me, so I may as well see if I can't correct her facial expression a little.
>>104742
Honestly, you don't have to be precise. You simply need to say one of the four adjectives provided.
Honestly, you don't have to be precise. You simply need to say one of the four adjectives provided.
>>104743
>Just Narcissistic
But... Narcissism is a Dark Triad personality trait that correlates pretty heavily with sociopathy and selfishness, so that’s to be expected... Right?
I don’t know. I can always imagine what I think of a character, but it’s much harder to see the character as I’ve actually created then. I don’t really know how you all see them
>Just Narcissistic
But... Narcissism is a Dark Triad personality trait that correlates pretty heavily with sociopathy and selfishness, so that’s to be expected... Right?
I don’t know. I can always imagine what I think of a character, but it’s much harder to see the character as I’ve actually created then. I don’t really know how you all see them
>>104746
Darn.
Iron, poking his chest wound again, simply shakes his head dejectedly.
"We must stay here and rest. I am in no condition to fight anypony or thing that could try to attack us, unless we are sure not to encounter anything bad on our way back to civilization."
Darn.
Iron, poking his chest wound again, simply shakes his head dejectedly.
"We must stay here and rest. I am in no condition to fight anypony or thing that could try to attack us, unless we are sure not to encounter anything bad on our way back to civilization."
>>104743
There’s an episode of Netflix’s “The Crown” set around 1956 or 58 that centers around Prime Minister Winston Churchill receiving a portrait of himself commissioned from a famous painter. Everyone who sees the portrait praises it for being such an accurate representation, and for the general quality of the art. Churchill, however, clearly doesn’t like it, and hides it or covers it when he can. Towards the end, a man confronts Churchill on the portrait. Churchill states that he hates the portrait because it depicts him as old, decayed, decrepit. He says “ it’s cruel” the man retorts “age is cruel!” and that settles it. At the end of the episode, Churchill is seen setting the portrait on fire his backyard. An epilogue text says that that portrait of Winston Churchill is “considered a lost masterpiece.”
There’s an episode of Netflix’s “The Crown” set around 1956 or 58 that centers around Prime Minister Winston Churchill receiving a portrait of himself commissioned from a famous painter. Everyone who sees the portrait praises it for being such an accurate representation, and for the general quality of the art. Churchill, however, clearly doesn’t like it, and hides it or covers it when he can. Towards the end, a man confronts Churchill on the portrait. Churchill states that he hates the portrait because it depicts him as old, decayed, decrepit. He says “ it’s cruel” the man retorts “age is cruel!” and that settles it. At the end of the episode, Churchill is seen setting the portrait on fire his backyard. An epilogue text says that that portrait of Winston Churchill is “considered a lost masterpiece.”
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Made some adjustments to her eyes and mouth that I hope helped to fix the issues with her expression. Or, at least, helped to lessen them.
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>>104755
Haha! I got someone.
So, what did you think of the adjustments to Blue Skies' image? Helped at all?
Haha! I got someone.
So, what did you think of the adjustments to Blue Skies' image? Helped at all?
>>104756
It definitely conveys a sense of malign glee, but I It leaves me wondering if that is what I wanted, or if I would have preferred a more neutral expression. I wonder what she would look like colorized
It definitely conveys a sense of malign glee, but I It leaves me wondering if that is what I wanted, or if I would have preferred a more neutral expression. I wonder what she would look like colorized
>>104758
Well, I could try giving her a more neutral expression, but coloring it would most certainly be the thing I would do to finalize it, as in I don't intend to make any more changes.
Well, I could try giving her a more neutral expression, but coloring it would most certainly be the thing I would do to finalize it, as in I don't intend to make any more changes.
>>104756
I don’t know, after the “just a narcissist” comment, I haven’t been able to think clearly on the subject
I don’t know, after the “just a narcissist” comment, I haven’t been able to think clearly on the subject
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>>104758
And here is Skies with a more neutral expression, for you to judge accordingly.
I'm not very good with advice, much like I'm not very good with most everything, but I do have this bit of advice to offer: the characters we create are rarely the characters we end up with. I created Silver Sword years ago, back when I first "Joined the Herd", to use the old phrase, and even back then I used him for RP. Admittedly, it was fairly shitty RP between a bunch of strangers on the internet with more than an unhealthy amount of ERP involved, but you get the idea. Through those months, maybe even years I spent on that site, interacting with the other characters and the world we had managed to create, the plucky young adventurer with a sword in his telekinetic grasp and a hunger for stories of adventure changed. It wasn't necessarily a good or bad change (though I would like to imagine it was in the end for the better), and he was still Silver Sword, but he changed. Much like how he's changed during this game. The grizzled, old mercenary stallion from Severyana, years after his original adventurers, isn't quite the same pony that he is now today, thanks to the interactions with the characters you and all the other players have made and the world we've helped to craft together. And just like before, I would like to think of it as a good change, like through our interactions we have helped to make all of our characters more refined, and make them the best they could be. It's almost like we're making them more...human, as time passes.
So, I suppose what I would say to you is: don't be so worried about how the Blue Skies of now isn't quite the character you had imagined when you made her. Characters change as they interact with the world around them, just like how we change. All that matters is what you make of that change.
And here is Skies with a more neutral expression, for you to judge accordingly.
I'm not very good with advice, much like I'm not very good with most everything, but I do have this bit of advice to offer: the characters we create are rarely the characters we end up with. I created Silver Sword years ago, back when I first "Joined the Herd", to use the old phrase, and even back then I used him for RP. Admittedly, it was fairly shitty RP between a bunch of strangers on the internet with more than an unhealthy amount of ERP involved, but you get the idea. Through those months, maybe even years I spent on that site, interacting with the other characters and the world we had managed to create, the plucky young adventurer with a sword in his telekinetic grasp and a hunger for stories of adventure changed. It wasn't necessarily a good or bad change (though I would like to imagine it was in the end for the better), and he was still Silver Sword, but he changed. Much like how he's changed during this game. The grizzled, old mercenary stallion from Severyana, years after his original adventurers, isn't quite the same pony that he is now today, thanks to the interactions with the characters you and all the other players have made and the world we've helped to craft together. And just like before, I would like to think of it as a good change, like through our interactions we have helped to make all of our characters more refined, and make them the best they could be. It's almost like we're making them more...human, as time passes.
So, I suppose what I would say to you is: don't be so worried about how the Blue Skies of now isn't quite the character you had imagined when you made her. Characters change as they interact with the world around them, just like how we change. All that matters is what you make of that change.
>>104759
I was originally going to suggest just some of the lower portion of the thick upper eye line of both eyes, to give them a slightly rounder and less intense appearance, as well as erase a small portion of the grin, so that as a whole the portrait would have the same expression, just more subtle
I was originally going to suggest just some of the lower portion of the thick upper eye line of both eyes, to give them a slightly rounder and less intense appearance, as well as erase a small portion of the grin, so that as a whole the portrait would have the same expression, just more subtle
Now this is surprising. No new thread yet no attempt to talk from either Silver "The Floofer" Sword or Pear Grant Black Blue Butter Skies Cauldron
>>104770
Fuck, I thought it was Pear Butter, not Faucet. FML.
Well then, if you wish to advance Iron's segment in order to get closer into being available for that group mission, he stated that in his condition, he cannot simply go out unless they were sure of minimal encounters with ponies of greedy intent.
Fuck, I thought it was Pear Butter, not Faucet. FML.
Well then, if you wish to advance Iron's segment in order to get closer into being available for that group mission, he stated that in his condition, he cannot simply go out unless they were sure of minimal encounters with ponies of greedy intent.
>>104772
>he stated that in his condition, he cannot simply go out unless they were sure of minimal encounters with ponies of greedy intent.
Cauldron raises an eyebrow
"That hasn't stopped you so far"
>he stated that in his condition, he cannot simply go out unless they were sure of minimal encounters with ponies of greedy intent.
Cauldron raises an eyebrow
"That hasn't stopped you so far"
>>104773
Iron purses his lips, then shrugs.
"Oh alright. I guess we have taken too much time being here, and we might get quite hungry and thirsty if we still stay here for any longer."
Walking over to the pots, he starts the process of putting the pots on.
"Hopefully it is night time outside."
Iron purses his lips, then shrugs.
"Oh alright. I guess we have taken too much time being here, and we might get quite hungry and thirsty if we still stay here for any longer."
Walking over to the pots, he starts the process of putting the pots on.
"Hopefully it is night time outside."
>>104774
"It should be night time, though the jungles are not well known to be safe at night time. We will need water"
"It should be night time, though the jungles are not well known to be safe at night time. We will need water"
>>104775
"We do have the stream in here, but we could also take some from the river."
He lowers his voice for only Cauldron to hear.
"Since we are mostly going to follow that back to the concrete jungle and all."
He is half done with the pot equipping
"We do have the stream in here, but we could also take some from the river."
He lowers his voice for only Cauldron to hear.
"Since we are mostly going to follow that back to the concrete jungle and all."
He is half done with the pot equipping
>>104780
Iron nods, finishing up the pot equipping with Cauldron's strong, smooth hooves.
"Now that we have that covered, we can go."
Looking back at Grant, he ponders for a bit.
"We should take him to the entrance in case Pear cannot find him in here."
Iron nods, finishing up the pot equipping with Cauldron's strong, smooth hooves.
"Now that we have that covered, we can go."
Looking back at Grant, he ponders for a bit.
"We should take him to the entrance in case Pear cannot find him in here."
>>104781
"Alright..."
Cauldron ties a rope around Grant, then one around her, and proceeds to drag him unceremoniously
"Alright..."
Cauldron ties a rope around Grant, then one around her, and proceeds to drag him unceremoniously
>>104784
Eh...okay?
Eh...okay?
>>104785
Cauldron turns on a flashlight and looks down on the area cautiously, pouring over it with the light
"Looks clear"
When they go down and by, they see that at least one pony from before is gone, and the scene has been rummaged through. The golden chalice seen long before in the other chamber of the cavern now lies on the ground next to the stream. Crossing the stream is permitted by the steel bridge placed there earlier by the bandits
Cauldron turns on a flashlight and looks down on the area cautiously, pouring over it with the light
"Looks clear"
When they go down and by, they see that at least one pony from before is gone, and the scene has been rummaged through. The golden chalice seen long before in the other chamber of the cavern now lies on the ground next to the stream. Crossing the stream is permitted by the steel bridge placed there earlier by the bandits
>>104787
Iron nods.
"They should not have any ammo on them, since we looted them from their downed forms. We should be clear."
He proceeds to carefully place a hoof on the steel bridge, testing its durability against about 500lbs of weight.
Iron nods.
"They should not have any ammo on them, since we looted them from their downed forms. We should be clear."
He proceeds to carefully place a hoof on the steel bridge, testing its durability against about 500lbs of weight.
>>104788
The steel bridge creaks and bends, but seems to hold
"I had thought the ammunition had run out on the Submachine gun when I discarded it... he had less than half a magazine full. I think he must have taken the ammunition out of that Bandit's pistol."
>>104792
Thank you for trying to draw characters here, even don't appreciate it... It's very good to have art relating to the game
The steel bridge creaks and bends, but seems to hold
"I had thought the ammunition had run out on the Submachine gun when I discarded it... he had less than half a magazine full. I think he must have taken the ammunition out of that Bandit's pistol."
>>104792
Thank you for trying to draw characters here, even don't appreciate it... It's very good to have art relating to the game
>>104793
It's always nice to see your characters immortalized with the pencil.
"You did. I meant the rifle ammo they mostly used."
Iron attempts crossing the steel bridge.
It's always nice to see your characters immortalized with the pencil.
"You did. I meant the rifle ammo they mostly used."
Iron attempts crossing the steel bridge.
>>104796
Iron nods, brushing off the small droplets of sweat off his forehead.
"And they should still be licking their wounds, too. Maybe retreat back to their origins."
He waits for Cauldron and Grant to come along.
Iron nods, brushing off the small droplets of sweat off his forehead.
"And they should still be licking their wounds, too. Maybe retreat back to their origins."
He waits for Cauldron and Grant to come along.
>>104799
Iron simply glances at the sound with a doubtful expression.
(She definitely needs some relaxing time after this.)
"Is he stuck there?"
Iron simply glances at the sound with a doubtful expression.
(She definitely needs some relaxing time after this.)
"Is he stuck there?"
[1d20 = 16]
[1d20 = 4]
>>104803
>two dice rolls
This is not going to end well.
Top is listen
Bottom is spot.
[1d20 = 4]
>>104803
>two dice rolls
This is not going to end well.
Top is listen
Bottom is spot.
I think I might have a plan.... a weak one, but a plan.... I think...
>>104807
Iron's ears twitch at the sound.
"Are you hearing singing, Cauldron?" he asks the partner behind him.
Iron's ears twitch at the sound.
"Are you hearing singing, Cauldron?" he asks the partner behind him.
>>104809
Iron attempts to pinpoint its location while still moving, albeit slower, towards the entrance.
Iron attempts to pinpoint its location while still moving, albeit slower, towards the entrance.
>>104810
"Well, that'd be a letter, It would need a doctor's signature... I think I could do that."
Should I roll forgery for it GM?
"Well, that'd be a letter, It would need a doctor's signature... I think I could do that."
Should I roll forgery for it GM?
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>>104822
Iron cautiously moves towards the sound, being sure not to show his hide too early in case of an ambush.
"Who could be singing at a time like this?" he wonders out loud.
Iron cautiously moves towards the sound, being sure not to show his hide too early in case of an ambush.
"Who could be singing at a time like this?" he wonders out loud.
>>104824
That should do it.
Keep in mind the guards will counter your forgery roll with their own forgery roll.
That should do it.
Keep in mind the guards will counter your forgery roll with their own forgery roll.
>>104824
This one looks more convincing
>>104825
It's not just that. they'll ask questions like "how do you have a doctor's note from Bales if she's never been to Bales" and "why was this not brought up when she tied to cross earlier," and so on and so forth
>>104823
As they near the entrance, there is a glowing light intruding into the cavern from beyond
This one looks more convincing
>>104825
It's not just that. they'll ask questions like "how do you have a doctor's note from Bales if she's never been to Bales" and "why was this not brought up when she tied to cross earlier," and so on and so forth
>>104823
As they near the entrance, there is a glowing light intruding into the cavern from beyond
>>104827
Oof, that sounds rougher than I anticipated.
With the entrance up ahead, he slowly walks closer to it.
(Is it day time already?)
Oof, that sounds rougher than I anticipated.
With the entrance up ahead, he slowly walks closer to it.
(Is it day time already?)
>>104828
"Good luck, yell if you need me"
Fun fact, since Onyx has seen letters of summons/medical letters in the military he gets +8 to his check
"Good luck, yell if you need me"
Fun fact, since Onyx has seen letters of summons/medical letters in the military he gets +8 to his check
>>104828
Eventually, Spark eases his way to the other side. He sees a unicorn stallion of grey with a serious expression, and wearing brown.
"Papers, please" he says in an indeterminable accent
>>104830
*glares at player*
>>104829
He looks outside to see the sky is dark, and a fire burns not far outside the entrance. He sees Pear prancing around the fire, then she stops as she notices the two exiting the Cavern
Eventually, Spark eases his way to the other side. He sees a unicorn stallion of grey with a serious expression, and wearing brown.
"Papers, please" he says in an indeterminable accent
>>104830
*glares at player*
>>104829
He looks outside to see the sky is dark, and a fire burns not far outside the entrance. He sees Pear prancing around the fire, then she stops as she notices the two exiting the Cavern
>>104833
A flash of green light from his horn, and he pushes it away
"Your Papers! I need your papers to cross"
He glares at Spark with almost glowing green eyes
A flash of green light from his horn, and he pushes it away
"Your Papers! I need your papers to cross"
He glares at Spark with almost glowing green eyes
>>104831
Blinking, he can't help but crack a little grin at the cute display of femininity in front of him.
Shaking his head and returning to neutral expression, he simply walks towards her, motioning Cauldron to halt for the time being.
(She should know what happened to her co-worker.)
"Anything happen while we were in here?"
Blinking, he can't help but crack a little grin at the cute display of femininity in front of him.
Shaking his head and returning to neutral expression, he simply walks towards her, motioning Cauldron to halt for the time being.
(She should know what happened to her co-worker.)
"Anything happen while we were in here?"
>>104835
She stops, and now walks slowly in the direction of Iron before stopping by the fire. Above and beyond the fire, there are some clouds in the sky, but none that obscure the gibbous moon shining down upon them and casting the foliage in a dim light. A plethora of stars glitter the night sky.
"I should ask you that... I take it he lost?"
She stops, and now walks slowly in the direction of Iron before stopping by the fire. Above and beyond the fire, there are some clouds in the sky, but none that obscure the gibbous moon shining down upon them and casting the foliage in a dim light. A plethora of stars glitter the night sky.
"I should ask you that... I take it he lost?"
[1d20+5 = 15]
>>104834
"Sir, you got your papers. I was given permission to cross, to fix the medical emergency, and then leave. And I going to have to report this breech of protocol?"
Bluff
>>104834
"Sir, you got your papers. I was given permission to cross, to fix the medical emergency, and then leave. And I going to have to report this breech of protocol?"
Bluff
>>104836
He nods.
"He is alive and seemingly stable. We brought him here in case you would not find him in the dark."
With that, he motions Cauldron to come to his position.
He nods.
"He is alive and seemingly stable. We brought him here in case you would not find him in the dark."
With that, he motions Cauldron to come to his position.
>>104842
Iron's heart tickles a bit for the sad scene in front of him.
"Ponies seek money because it is the one thing that will change their lives for the better. I cannot blame the bandits or Grant for their actions."
Iron's heart tickles a bit for the sad scene in front of him.
"Ponies seek money because it is the one thing that will change their lives for the better. I cannot blame the bandits or Grant for their actions."
>>104843
It's the same border guard
>>104844
Over behind the fire, about to Iron's left, are two tied up ponies. They must be bandits from the earlier fight. They are sitting upright and gagged. This whole area is slightly cleared, evidently recently, alhough part of that is due to large rocks and thin soil on the terrain. Jungle foliage is nearby, perhaps a hundred meters. The fire is pretty large. The wood for it must have already been harvested and stored out of iron's line of sight, because this is a large fire to be created by a single small female in less than an hour.
"So it is. Tell me, what good do you think these relics will do for you?"
It's the same border guard
>>104844
Over behind the fire, about to Iron's left, are two tied up ponies. They must be bandits from the earlier fight. They are sitting upright and gagged. This whole area is slightly cleared, evidently recently, alhough part of that is due to large rocks and thin soil on the terrain. Jungle foliage is nearby, perhaps a hundred meters. The fire is pretty large. The wood for it must have already been harvested and stored out of iron's line of sight, because this is a large fire to be created by a single small female in less than an hour.
"So it is. Tell me, what good do you think these relics will do for you?"
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>>104845
Iron's frogs are sweaty, combined with the lightest of blushes on his face.
"I-it is a secret that I cannot tell."
He coughs audibly.
"Do know this does not fuel any malign things. I guarantee you that."
Iron's frogs are sweaty, combined with the lightest of blushes on his face.
"I-it is a secret that I cannot tell."
He coughs audibly.
"Do know this does not fuel any malign things. I guarantee you that."
>>104850
The pony is entirely silent, but accepts a pat, closing his eyes. It moves closer
>>104849
Pear turns her head deliberately and visibly at the tied up Dr. Grant, then turns her head to behind her and to her left (Iron's right), where the bandit leader lay, surrounded by dried brownish blood
"Oh, nothing malign will come of it? Well, it can't be as malign as that memorial park bench Dr. Grant was proposing... You saved us from that one"
The pony is entirely silent, but accepts a pat, closing his eyes. It moves closer
>>104849
Pear turns her head deliberately and visibly at the tied up Dr. Grant, then turns her head to behind her and to her left (Iron's right), where the bandit leader lay, surrounded by dried brownish blood
"Oh, nothing malign will come of it? Well, it can't be as malign as that memorial park bench Dr. Grant was proposing... You saved us from that one"
>>104854
The pony comes closer, and keeps its eyes closed. Then it starts to rub against Onyx. like a cat
The pony comes closer, and keeps its eyes closed. Then it starts to rub against Onyx. like a cat
>>104853
He begins to look around for a pony with a cutie mark that might represent Cinnamon Heart. Hopefully the pony didn't leave the checking area.
He begins to look around for a pony with a cutie mark that might represent Cinnamon Heart. Hopefully the pony didn't leave the checking area.
>>104852
Iron nods, determined
"The method it was obtained obviously was not simple or peaceful. Many ponies have different interests and will fight for it. That is how it works sometimes."
Iron extends his hoof sideways.
"Grant wanted a memorial park, bandits wanted it to simply have money to flaunt over and getting easy flank and alcohol, among other things."
His hooves goes back down to the floor.
"Now answer me this: Why would the team you were in not hire their own set of guards before going here, or at least keep their mouth shut so this did not happen? Why assume nopony will assault you or your coworkers in the jungle, where security you rely on is out of reach?"
Iron nods, determined
"The method it was obtained obviously was not simple or peaceful. Many ponies have different interests and will fight for it. That is how it works sometimes."
Iron extends his hoof sideways.
"Grant wanted a memorial park, bandits wanted it to simply have money to flaunt over and getting easy flank and alcohol, among other things."
His hooves goes back down to the floor.
"Now answer me this: Why would the team you were in not hire their own set of guards before going here, or at least keep their mouth shut so this did not happen? Why assume nopony will assault you or your coworkers in the jungle, where security you rely on is out of reach?"
>>104857
"So it is" she says for the second time. Then she blinks
"It's the same you reason you chose to fight two battles without fixing those holes in your chest. They thought they were up to the task. They took a risk. But they failed. You must understand that these are university professors who spend most of their time in air-conditioned rooms. When they work in the fields, it is in carefully protected deserts in Sonambula, or inhabited villages in the mountains or the little dilapidated towns that populate the swamp of hayseed. They only need one pony with a gun, if any at all, and they are never far away from police. Hell, half the time the police provide a free escort. These ponies did not understand the world beyond their university very well. They did not understand, as I do, just how far ponies are willing to go for a few bits - even though their daily lectures include some warning or another about the greed of the noble or capitalist classes, they didn't quite understand just how universal the desire for a few bits is.
They were not stupid. They understood that there was bandit activity in this region. But the Equestrian Army combed this region just six months ago, and they believed any bandits had been dealt with by the Equestrian military. They did not realize that the bandits would survive the death of Equestria, occupying abandoned Equestrian Army camps like maggots in a corpse. They did consider a large escort of armed ponies, but they considered that to be a risk all of its own. They figured that if any armed ponies were active here, it was partisans fighting against the Fascists, or natives in their perennial revolt against the central government. They figured that having many armed ponies might be 'provocative.' It helped that this belief coincided with a desire to save money. Instead, they hired only one armed pony - our guide. And they certainly weren't going to pick up any weapons.
They hoped that a small group of university researchers would not be an appealing target to any hostile actors - too big for a simple robbery, and far too poor to justify a large scale attack. They may have been right, except that Loans got drunk in a bar in Saltmane, and bragged about a treasure. Peer Review noticed the security breech, but believed that nopony who could be a danger was listening. He was wrong.
Like you, they conceive of life as a game of dice. If you win, you get two years pay. If you lose, you die. Unlike you, they did not roll so well"
>>104860
This portion of the carriage is too poorly lit to see well in. But from the darkness, a pair of blue eyes looks at Onyx, then blinks
>>104861
The pony slowly turns her head up to Spark, then slowly nods
\r
"So it is" she says for the second time. Then she blinks
"It's the same you reason you chose to fight two battles without fixing those holes in your chest. They thought they were up to the task. They took a risk. But they failed. You must understand that these are university professors who spend most of their time in air-conditioned rooms. When they work in the fields, it is in carefully protected deserts in Sonambula, or inhabited villages in the mountains or the little dilapidated towns that populate the swamp of hayseed. They only need one pony with a gun, if any at all, and they are never far away from police. Hell, half the time the police provide a free escort. These ponies did not understand the world beyond their university very well. They did not understand, as I do, just how far ponies are willing to go for a few bits - even though their daily lectures include some warning or another about the greed of the noble or capitalist classes, they didn't quite understand just how universal the desire for a few bits is.
They were not stupid. They understood that there was bandit activity in this region. But the Equestrian Army combed this region just six months ago, and they believed any bandits had been dealt with by the Equestrian military. They did not realize that the bandits would survive the death of Equestria, occupying abandoned Equestrian Army camps like maggots in a corpse. They did consider a large escort of armed ponies, but they considered that to be a risk all of its own. They figured that if any armed ponies were active here, it was partisans fighting against the Fascists, or natives in their perennial revolt against the central government. They figured that having many armed ponies might be 'provocative.' It helped that this belief coincided with a desire to save money. Instead, they hired only one armed pony - our guide. And they certainly weren't going to pick up any weapons.
They hoped that a small group of university researchers would not be an appealing target to any hostile actors - too big for a simple robbery, and far too poor to justify a large scale attack. They may have been right, except that Loans got drunk in a bar in Saltmane, and bragged about a treasure. Peer Review noticed the security breech, but believed that nopony who could be a danger was listening. He was wrong.
Like you, they conceive of life as a game of dice. If you win, you get two years pay. If you lose, you die. Unlike you, they did not roll so well"
>>104860
This portion of the carriage is too poorly lit to see well in. But from the darkness, a pair of blue eyes looks at Onyx, then blinks
>>104861
The pony slowly turns her head up to Spark, then slowly nods
\r
>>104862
"H-hello?"
Onyx, as hardened as a pony as he is ha!, knows what those eyes mean.
And he has many concerns about them.
"H-hello?"
Onyx, as hardened as a pony as he is ha!, knows what those eyes mean.
And he has many concerns about them.
>>104863
She raises her head up, and her ears forward. Sparks word's have caused her to perk up, even as her movements are as slow as a tortoise
She raises her head up, and her ears forward. Sparks word's have caused her to perk up, even as her movements are as slow as a tortoise
>>104862
Iron simply nods to the story Pear unfolded on the thought process of the group she was in.
"A mix of appearing weak and without anything to dissuade any would-be bandits... I see. Your guide, Review, knew what it was doing up until the leak that one intern, this Loans fellow, did."
He ponders his next move.
"Be honest with me. Is the money I carry really important for the history of this land or will it be used as simply shiny things to awe the employers who funded this?"
Iron simply nods to the story Pear unfolded on the thought process of the group she was in.
"A mix of appearing weak and without anything to dissuade any would-be bandits... I see. Your guide, Review, knew what it was doing up until the leak that one intern, this Loans fellow, did."
He ponders his next move.
"Be honest with me. Is the money I carry really important for the history of this land or will it be used as simply shiny things to awe the employers who funded this?"
>>104866
Onyx keeps his eye on the hidden changeling, but continues to pet the one rubbing against him.
Onyx keeps his eye on the hidden changeling, but continues to pet the one rubbing against him.
>>104865
"I got a plan to get us by, but I will need a few more ponies to help me by. Have you seen any other ponies rejected unfairly?"
"I got a plan to get us by, but I will need a few more ponies to help me by. Have you seen any other ponies rejected unfairly?"
>>104868
She shrugs
"Coins, because they are stamped with the images of the kings who commissioned them, can be used to tell the date of a site, or what civilizations a given culture was in trade relations with. Masks can be used to discern craftsmanship or to determine rituals. But really, most of these probably would have been put on a display in Tenochtitlan, Baltimare, or Canterlot. The university would have liked to display them on their own property rather than donating them to public museums, but who knows how that would have turned out. Maybe sold to private collectors, but that requires getting around the Antiquities Act, which can be done by some legal maneuvering."
>>104868
The pony he is petting starts to feel cold. The pair of eyes emerge from teh shadows as a small purple-grey bat pony colt with grey mane. Its eyes appear to have more white and black pupils to them now. It slowly moves towards Onyx
>>104869
She looks backwards, to her right, then nudges her head
She shrugs
"Coins, because they are stamped with the images of the kings who commissioned them, can be used to tell the date of a site, or what civilizations a given culture was in trade relations with. Masks can be used to discern craftsmanship or to determine rituals. But really, most of these probably would have been put on a display in Tenochtitlan, Baltimare, or Canterlot. The university would have liked to display them on their own property rather than donating them to public museums, but who knows how that would have turned out. Maybe sold to private collectors, but that requires getting around the Antiquities Act, which can be done by some legal maneuvering."
>>104868
The pony he is petting starts to feel cold. The pair of eyes emerge from teh shadows as a small purple-grey bat pony colt with grey mane. Its eyes appear to have more white and black pupils to them now. It slowly moves towards Onyx
>>104869
She looks backwards, to her right, then nudges her head
>>104870
Iron furrows his brow, looking at the ground for a bit with a slow hum echoing from his lips.
With a final blink, he looks up to Pear.
"Where should I try finding you in the metal jungle?"
Iron furrows his brow, looking at the ground for a bit with a slow hum echoing from his lips.
With a final blink, he looks up to Pear.
"Where should I try finding you in the metal jungle?"
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>>104874
Gesturing with his hooves, Iron attempts to explain.
"You know, the place where there are metal things that carry a lot of things inside of them and are never-tiring. Some float on the water and take a lot of space on it."
Gesturing with his hooves, Iron attempts to explain.
"You know, the place where there are metal things that carry a lot of things inside of them and are never-tiring. Some float on the water and take a lot of space on it."
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>>104875
"No, I know that, I mean what are you asking... and why"
>>104876
Even as Onyx's right leg is a bit numb, it still holds his weight, and Onyx is able to sit up, open the door, and get out of the carriage. Possibly before the strange creatures come out too, if he closes the door quickly enough
>>104877
The stallion looks to Spark, and is almost crying
"My family crossed, but I was left behind..."
He speaks with a particular northern accent, from about the Whinnysota area
"No, I know that, I mean what are you asking... and why"
>>104876
Even as Onyx's right leg is a bit numb, it still holds his weight, and Onyx is able to sit up, open the door, and get out of the carriage. Possibly before the strange creatures come out too, if he closes the door quickly enough
>>104877
The stallion looks to Spark, and is almost crying
"My family crossed, but I was left behind..."
He speaks with a particular northern accent, from about the Whinnysota area
>>104878
Iron simply shakes his head, feeling dumb for asking.
"Nevermind. Me and my partner will take our leave. Excuse us."
He motions Cauldron to stop pulling Grant along and starts walking out of earshot for Pear, with Cauldron behind him.
Iron simply shakes his head, feeling dumb for asking.
"Nevermind. Me and my partner will take our leave. Excuse us."
He motions Cauldron to stop pulling Grant along and starts walking out of earshot for Pear, with Cauldron behind him.
>>104879
It's a street (of proper, modern concrete), and some ponies pass by, although neither is it a proper thoroughfare. The buildings around look mostly abandoned. Mostly
From the carriage window, a pair of hooves press up against the glass. The face of the little grey Earth pony can be seen up against the glass, as if saying
"Let me out. I'm a fairy"
>>104880
Cauldron releases him
"What?"
It's a street (of proper, modern concrete), and some ponies pass by, although neither is it a proper thoroughfare. The buildings around look mostly abandoned. Mostly
From the carriage window, a pair of hooves press up against the glass. The face of the little grey Earth pony can be seen up against the glass, as if saying
"Let me out. I'm a fairy"
>>104880
Cauldron releases him
"What?"
>>104881
Catching himself from biting his lip too noticeably, he responds.
"Where do we need to go to reach the river?"
Catching himself from biting his lip too noticeably, he responds.
"Where do we need to go to reach the river?"
>>104878
He places a hoof on his shoulder.
"It will be ok."
Spark looks around to make sure he isn't being noticed.
He places a hoof on his shoulder.
"It will be ok."
Spark looks around to make sure he isn't being noticed.
>>104884
None immediately seen, should he be off to the side in a clear lot. Actually, even though there are buildings all around, they looks abandoned, with windows busted in
"Wa-why do you say that?" he says. He moves away just a bit, uncertain about the physical contact
None immediately seen, should he be off to the side in a clear lot. Actually, even though there are buildings all around, they looks abandoned, with windows busted in
"Wa-why do you say that?" he says. He moves away just a bit, uncertain about the physical contact
>>104885
Onyx doesn't consider it wise to leave two changelings alone, so he lies down, very concerned about the situation inside the wagon.
Onyx doesn't consider it wise to leave two changelings alone, so he lies down, very concerned about the situation inside the wagon.
>>104885
Nodding, he inhales a lot of air through his nostrils, ending his breath with a small Native-like curse.
"Stay here for now, Cauldron. I need to ask Pear if she would want to accompany us."
With that, he lightly trots back to her.
Nodding, he inhales a lot of air through his nostrils, ending his breath with a small Native-like curse.
"Stay here for now, Cauldron. I need to ask Pear if she would want to accompany us."
With that, he lightly trots back to her.
>>104890
"Just a pony that wants to help. I don't require anything in return. I already found another pony that was rejected for no reason like you were. With a touch of luck, we should stroll together on out of this place. What do you say?"
"Just a pony that wants to help. I don't require anything in return. I already found another pony that was rejected for no reason like you were. With a touch of luck, we should stroll together on out of this place. What do you say?"
>>104890
He obviously pokes Pear on her back to call for her attention.
"Do you need help going back to the metal jungle?"
He obviously pokes Pear on her back to call for her attention.
"Do you need help going back to the metal jungle?"
>>104894
"Before we try, do your recall any other ponies that were denied as well? I want to get as many by as I can."
"Before we try, do your recall any other ponies that were denied as well? I want to get as many by as I can."
>>104894
Onyx thinks he's probably on some mission, and how kind it was for the others to leave him babysitting the changelings.
Onyx thinks he's probably on some mission, and how kind it was for the others to leave him babysitting the changelings.
>>104894
Iron blinks back.
"What? No," he asserted with a hint of a prepubescent coltiness. "You sure you do not want to come with us back to the metal jungle?"
Iron blinks back.
"What? No," he asserted with a hint of a prepubescent coltiness. "You sure you do not want to come with us back to the metal jungle?"
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