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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>>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
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"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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