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
Dark Star and Silver are preparing a task for the Civil Administration. Iron is drowning in a Lake. Brie has just gotten approval to speak with a Changeling agent about acting as a collaborator, and Spark is petting the weird cat things.
They don't respond, but nudge closer to Spark. They don't seem to want to leave either>>106999 →
>>107000>Spark is petting the weird cat things.
"Thank You, It Would Help Me Out A Lot."Is where we are going,close to the docks? the Docks where the communist were. and where the Gang Operates.
Also Is Discord Down For Anyone else?
Spark is a bit sad at the thought of them leaving, but continues the petting.
I hope you decide to stay away from bodies of water in the future.
Uh... that's one way to look at it>>107004
Spark can't see it from where he is sitting... actually, yes he can, through the back window - there's a steel grated fence twenty feet high that would make it difficult for him
The purring continues, as the one now tries to get in Spark's lap>>107003
"Do you have any kind of general plan?"If you were to draw it out on a map of the city it would be closer together than most sites are, but really they are not that close. The docks of Black Wood were on the northern most part of the western edge of the natural harbor. Red Heart is in the center of the Western edge of the natural harbor. There is at least a mile of distanceIt is working for me
You know it, beybee!
I still want to know how much ice broke, tho.
Well, not that I conisdered leaving to be a great chance to begin with. He lets the changeling in his lap and continues petting.
It is, although it isn't smart at all.
A moderate amount>>107014
They should look like foals now, so they should at least feel soft
"Yea it's sort of Basic right now though. but it involves a portable mortar."I Think I'm Gonna Stop by the docks i saw cauldron at to see if i can find any leadsIt Keeps saying update failed for me.
"Mortar... as in, a military weapon?"
Softness before draining is always nice.
I AM FURIOUS.
DAMN YOU ACCIDENTAL POSTING.
...can I use it to traverse further to the edge, where I could pull my nostrils off the water?
An admirable dice roll, but there is no attached-declared action>>107018
They also feel kind of cold. The other one is getting jealous of the attention given to the first one>>107020
Iron is actually still a ways away from the actual edge
Spark pats his lap for the second to crawl up too.
Can I traverse further to the edge closest to him then with the dice roll present? It should allow him to reach it with ease.If only I didn't accidentally post.
I'm not as sure Iron can reach that far. If he did get there, there would still be ice>>107022
The creature is uncertain at first, but eventually decides to come up next to Spark, then onto his lap. Into his lap. Pressing the first one out of the way. He does not like that...
Well, the other option I have in mind is another jump to hold the ice again. That worked well with clearing the ice, but perhaps Iron can actually pull himself off the water.
Probably going to need another roll tho, so it's not a guarantee.
Darn... I may have underestimated their size. Can they fit if they sit in the lap instead of laying?
"Yes, the very same. but that would be saved for a worse case scenario, Such as they massacre our entire team."
Silver breaks his silence at the word "massacre". The grimace on his face shows clearly that such an idea does not please him.
"Let us...hope it does not come to that.">>107017
"If Dark Star is going to go all in by disguising as a zebra, I suppose it could not hurt for me to hide my identity. Do you know of any spas in Baltimare which offer full body, coat, and mane dyeing?"
“There are ways..>>107027
“In that case I think they will call in the Airforce”>>107026
Probably not. There is limited space on the lap
What in Equestria is that? Brie EEEEEs to himself, his otherwise self-satisfied gait slowing from momentary confusion, as he looks on Sparks and the furry things.
Brie exits the room, while Spark goes over to the wagon and gets in. A delay of several minutes follows, before the little ones come outside, and go into the back with Spark
Oh I see, Sparks gets to play with the furry whats-its, but not me.
ASSERT YOUR DOMINANCE! TAKE BACK YOUR WEIRD CAT-THINGS!
"No doubt, though spa is easiest and most comprehensive way I know." He flashes a mischievous smile in Blue's direction. "Perhaps Dark Star could treat you while he is being zebrafied?">>107029
Silver gives the edge Earth Pony an odd look. "...You know of tailor which offers full cosmetic services?"
"Well, you know, spas typically offer wide range of cosmetic or relaxation services. Perhaps he could pay for some service on your behalf?"
Silver nods. "He most certainly could. And with hard-working mare such as yourself, I imagine it would be well-earned."
She sits down, ears perked straight up, and in a smug manner
“It’s only proper to have your coat in the finest of physical condition prior to combat”
Silver continues to shower her with praise. "For you? Idea that it ever would not be is almost inconceivable."
She continues to soak it up
“You should see the way it looks when specially prepared. The wings even more so. The feathers are almost fluorescent with oils”
"I imagine you seem as goddess to your allies and enemies, rallying former to your cause, and shattering will of latter, all by simply making your presence known. You could win wars without ever having to lift your weapon."
She gives her malign smile, and nods
“That is the plan”
Silver smiles at her. "Beautiful and
intelligent. Woe to your enemies, those who underestimate you."
“A mare of phalanx of Nimbusia...”
She continues her smile, looking forward, away from Silver and off into the distance, as if imagining something
Finally at BronyCon
SO MANY LINES
There were almost no plushies remaining...>>107082
Hmmm, we may need to change that
It looks like Silver is alone again
Skies pats the abandoned pony
Watching the Emperor’s New Groove made out of pony scenes at BronyCon I wanted to post a video of it but it will not upload
Yeah, I really need to get onto Iron’s story. Soon
I don't blame you. I am acting quite stubbornly to have all of the pots to the point of extending a simple scene of 'unhook pots and swim to safety to perhaps take it later' into a now 2 thread struggle of dice rolls.
I met Atlas at the convention.
I was personally slapped by him because allegedly my NPCs are “sluts”
A little. Most mares Iron has interacted with didn't inmediately tried to get under Iron and suck him off or otherwise act flirty. Even the diamond dog that I successfully diplomancied acted more like a chatterbox than a slut.
I only have one possible reason why Atlas said that.
Most people wouldn't expect to have the owner of their Mongolian political horsewhispering forum slap them for how they run a campaign on their site.
You clearly have much to learn about the owner of this Mongolian political horsewhispering forum
I'm going to say it again: Most people wouldn't expect to have the owner of their Mongolian political horsewhipsering forum slap them for how they run a campaign on their site.
I believe it's a mix of memes and political praxis. I don't think he actually lurks every single thread.
Oh. Well that's underwhelming.
I can state with certainty that Atlas occasionally browses every thread that has any traction or lasting activity
NPC has been a gaming term for decades. Like, 40 years. Its only been in the last year that it became a meme
You don't seem to understand my surprise still, so let me rephrase my question in a ;ight we can both advance: Which NPCs could Atlas consider as sluts?
I can think of at least ^one
That's the real surprise to me.
Who else could be considered a slut? The nuns? Abby Williams? Cauldron? That one Diamond Dog whom Iron asked about her day?
I'm just identifying with Atlas' position from which he made such an observation. Don't get mad Xp>>107181
Dunno tbh, I don't follow most of what you guys are doing. But I'm sure there's at least one more who is.
I don't think there is, to be honest, unless he means the evil changeling who disguises as a commie who he admitted 'she' would've done a quickie in the bathroom in order to trap her.
I guess that could be another one.
You don't remember the first group mission? Frankly her death was a bit uneventful while Iron got fucked metaphorically by Redclaw so I don't blame you.
During the job the party did at the docks, there was a changeling infiltrator disguised as a Stalliongrader agent assisting the Communist rebels. I remember the GM made a comment either during or after the job that a member of that party could
have offered sexual intercourse as a way to distract her, and that she would have wanted it done quick.
The docks mission? The one where the 'pacifist' set everything on fire and Brie scored a double-crit strike, embedding 2 daggers in each of a griffon's eyes?
Yeah, I totally forgot about that one. Seriously though, I don't remember there being a changeling.
This only proves my point of the uneventfulness of her death. She got gunned down by Dark Star, Ash and Skies I think. When she died, she revealed her buggy nature.
It was my first ever attempt at making a villain... There was a lot of characterization I wanted to do that never came through... stahp
I don't think anyone is bashing the attempt, we're just making an observation.
Don't feel bad. She was an evil changeling for simply supporting the commies in an attempt to destabilize Baltimare and Equestria.
Yeesh. Brie was entirely outside that encounter, and I've deliberately avoided reading about outside encounters.
But but... I put a lot of work into them. Somepony needs to read them
Yes, and when the time comes I will gladly go back and see what I missed, but in the interest of not
metagaming, I'm declining from delving into what everyone else has/is done/doing.
Villains are quite hard to write, honestly. Especially if they're supposed to die in said mission and
their evil deeds can't be shown. Redclaw was quite the villain tho, granting Iron some of that much needed character growth after getting fucked even when fighting underwater
The hardest part is getting them sufficient time for development. They must be established as a threat, must be hate-able, must have an established motivation that, if it is not relatable, is at least comprehensible and rational, and they must have the quirks and peculiarities that individualize them. That is difficult if the players are intent on killing them the moment they are in range and know they are a villain.
Villains don't necessarily need to be hateable in order to be established as a villain, specially when you have the best excuse imaginable: They are from a group that opposes the PCs' point of view. After all, the villains who actually have a lot of characterization are major villains who, in this case, move the group's strings.
If the villains aren’t “hateable” then that places even more pressure on characterization to develop motives, especially if they are just an OpFor with a reasonable but different point of view.
Ah. Well, just go for the 'I support this group because it furthers my actual group's objectives/personal goals' motive, combined with attacking them first. That'll make creating motives for minions much easier in the long run that don't need complex reasons
Saw a Lyra plushie with faux fur mane for sake. It was $400 so I did not want to get it just yet because I was hoping for a different vendor to have more plushies. I came back an hour later and it was gone
Multiple Pamela Gabe filled to capacity and I was left out
Here comes the daily poke!
How's the day coming along? Have any spoils of con to show?Perhaps a comission for fanart?
Hey, Dark boi! How's it hangin'?
Its Hanging pretty low. How's it hanging with you?
Eh, a little disappointed about how the Cup went, but eh. Sorry to hear things aren't going well for you.
So, Silver's got Blue Skies all lined up for Dark Star to sweep off her hooves, whenever the GM is ready to play again.
Yea, i Don't like the way it went either.
I’m still trying to meet people after BronyCon, but Dark Star and Silver Floof can declare actions
Also, I want to say that I watched the 4chan cup with like 30 /mlp/ people at BronyCon. It was almost spiritual
Oh, you were that
Anon? Suppose I should have known.
Dark Star Says "whats the likelihood of not walking out of that building?"
Dark Star Raises his Eyebrow
"What Do you mean by that?"
"It means we should avoid combat for as long as possible, and that you should stay behind me if and when it does."
“It means that any situation is survivable, and any situation could be a death warrant”
"what i want to know is How Many Beaks and stripes are we likely to run into, in the building."
"I apologise if I am stealing Ms Skies' thunder, but we will not likely know until we have done some recon, and even then it will not be accurate until we have ingratiated ourselves into this organization." Silver sigh. "I hope you know what you are getting yourself into. Infiltration is very different beast from raw combat."
Am really regretting not finishing the folder for this quest right now
Woah. Now that is quite the feeling.
So... Dark Star does not want to sweep Blue Skies off her hooves?
Im Not Really sure what to say.
We'll get them next time.
"So About That Spa,Get The most expensive Treatment."
He Winks at Her
Am back at my hotel room>>107370
She grins at him in her malign way
“That would be lovely. Tell me though, do you have anything in mind for yourself?”
"Aside From the Coat and Mane Dying? i'm not really sure. I've never been to a spa before."
Silver enters the conversation. "That would make two of us. I have heard they have some sort of mud bath at some spas. Supposed to help with your skin, and it is supposed to be way for Earth Ponies to connect little bit with their Natural Magic."
"I Think my mom used to talk about being wrapped in seaweed, it helped her relax."
“Maybe that’s why Earth ponies love being covered in mud”>>107404
“... Uh, okay...”>>107395
“Well, if you want to recon or attack tonight, you’d best not spend too
long unless you are sure about it”
"If Earth Ponies are most connected with Earth? I can see it. That being said, I am not very big fan of being covered in Fire, and most unicorns are supposed to be connected with it."
"I was thinking recon tonight.">>107405>>107406
"I love being covered in mud, i used to get so Filthy Tilling, better Times."
Silver gets a smile out of seeing the young Earth Pony being happy. "Hm. Recon tonight, then. Keep in mind, I still have to finish retrieving books for Ms. Skies, here, and there is short list of things I must do afterwards."
“She giggles, and places a hoof over her mouth.
“I’ve never heard that before, but I can imagine not wanting to be covered in fire”>>107407
“Probably a wise choice. A proper raid group can be assembled later from garrison forces”
"Did you want to Head To The Spa? I'm kind of interested to See how it works."
"Perhaps that is Earth Pony inside me speaking. But yes, you do not know half of it, even. You know what smell of burnt fur is, yes? Imagine smelling that all day, every day." He puts a hoof to his chin. "Perhaps that is why so many rich Unicorns carry incense with them everywhere..."
“It may be new to you. We can go”>>107415
“Yes. Yes I do... perhaps that would explain it. Thar, and the unicorn obsession with weird ways of determining status amongst themselves”
He Winks at her
"I'm Ready when you are."
"I do not suppose I might come along with you two? Or do you need some...ahem
He Looks over towards silver.
then he puts his hoof to his chin in thought
"Yea, You can Come with us. there might be an older mare there for you."
"Hah! We will see. Perhaps I could acquire use of your services...wingpony."
"Well, yes. You do not know about wingponies?"
"Uh, you mean pegasi? yea i'm familiar."
They are still feathery
"That is not exactly...nevermind. Let us be off. Not like time will stop moving for us."
And now I have to go to sleep
Must I boop to start waking others?
REEEE, I did not expect the counter boop! REEEEEEEE!
Congratulations. You played yourself.
Curse you, you sneaky pony!
Who will stop this booping fiend's reign of terror!?
Cut of the nose == No boops.
Unfortunately, I am not a ghoul.
But I can cancel the boop if I have no snout!Just watch me!>>107507
Be sure to put some rubbing alcohol and you'll be fine.
I HAVE NO SNOUT, SILLY CREATURE!
I HAVE WON!
Alright, let’s see if anything can be done in the next hour. What does everyone want to do next?>>107551
I know the Baltimare gang is going to the spa, get their looks changed for the mission as well as relax a little.
I am not quite sure of Iron's fate, but he did manage to break some ice and a spare 20 I wanted to use to grab on the ice again.
Hmmmm... So Silver will be relaxing
Honestly, I don't know. Dark Star's asked him to help with something ASAP when Silver's got a dozen other things that need done.
I mean... Silver can do those dozen other things
He probably will tell Starry boi and Skies that he's going to, if Dark Star is even still here.
I know he wants to finish the book job. Anything else?
Well, there's getting Father Maren's help for putting Curwhinny to rest, getting the money for the catacombs job, getting the wealth of dirty, damaged, or dulled weapons he has ready for use, and getting some new saddlebags and other sorts of bags, belts, and bandoliers.
Well, that's quite a number of things, and things he could do without any other players needing to be on. What is this about weapons?
Silver's got a Lavender Rifle, a Canterlot Sword, a combat knife, and a Colt .45 pistol that need with cleaned, fixed, or sharpened. The rifle and the pistol I've got plans to give to some others who lack a ranged weapon.
Is Silver intending to become a sword wilder once again?
I don't think he's completely stopped being a sword wielder yet. It's just a lot easier to trust melee combat against opponents that can't potentially kill you with a single strike.
I wonder: what would a Tommy gun made for ponies look like?
Just like a Tommy Gun, but with a bigger trigger guard to be able to fire it.
During the first exploration of the catacombs the Equestrian submachine gun found on the floor by either Onyx or Dark Star was intended to be a Thompson Submachinegun. That seemed undesirable, because the Thompson has a very high rate of fire, a high caliber, and is also ridiculously expensive to manufacture. Later I thought of setting the Sten gun as the Equestrian standard, and that works better for a number of reasons, especially balance, and faithfulness to adapted historical circumstances
Think Onyx has that one, but I don't know what he did with it.
I'm betting he still has it with him or something.
Maybe it's time for a level up....
I'm sorry to hear you're bummed out. What's wrong?
>>107622Wubs in the background intensifies
I honestly don't blame you for your current state. It's quite frustrating to have to juggle three different stories, specially one just for one PC and one where the entire group is absent for months on end.
I honestly wouldn't blame you if you want to kill Iron now and make me roll a new character. It should alleviate your struggles.
Awwwwwww. Are you still up for playing tonight?
Again, that sucks to hear. Not sure how to fix that, but I hope it does get fixed soon.
Oh yeah, the con ended and you're probably going back.
So, what's keeping you down?
You probably just asked and answered your own question
Probably, but sometimes the one who wants to vent wants to say it in order to... you know, vent.
Who wants to play and when?
I'm ready to play whenever.
If you feel up for it, sure. Last action was Iron trying to grab the once again to try and get out or break more dice depending on the roll
Well, I guess Silver can do an action>>107635
Spark is trapped in the back of the cart with the two changelings
He continues petting, hoping they are too distracted by it to do anything to Spark.
And where do you think you can go from there?>>107638
Distracted, or enticed? Also, it's damned cold, even if the cart gives protection against wind
We will soon find out. He continue petting, hoping that petting generates warmth.
The ice grind or actually getting out with Cauldron's. Remember that I still have that 20 I accidentally rolled.
Hmmm...I'm not really sure what to do with Spark in one place>>107642
Well, the thing is that when Iron tried to place his hooves on the ice and pull himself up, the ice cracked and largely broke
"...Черт." Silver lets out a sigh as he turns to Blue. "As much as I would like to join you two in partaking of spa's services, I really should get to list of things I need to do. You will tell me how trip went, yes?"
"Sure" she says, nodding and smiling
"Great, thank you! I will see you after, with all books successfully delivered."How many books are left in his cart to bring in?
If the problem is reaching the ice again, I will use the 20 to go to the edge of the ice again. Then I can go again, right?
I'm still trying to think of what to do. I was hoping for others to be around to travel on towards our doom... er... objective.
I would imagine he left half of them in>>107647
You can try. The issue is hat the weight is so heavy, he can't really swim. It's basically like standing on land, with the buoyancy of the water made up for by the weight>>107648
The ragged furred yellow stallion looks on with gritted teeth outside, then turns away
Well, let's see how long it takes him to finish taking them inside.
It's a simple task. If it is not completed in one trip, it is completed in two
Simple enough. Once he's finished, he hooks himself up to his cart and heads back to the catacombs. "Hmm. That mud bath does sound nice, though. Hope they have fun."
It’s a bit of a trek, and it’s kind of hard to see in the twilight, but he does so
Hi hello yes it is I the resident rock.
Ignore the missing flag, but what's Onyx up to?
Once more into the darkness, maneuvering his cart to the burned library. "Shame what happened here. So many books lost." Silver begins to put as many recoverable books as he can into the cart. Curiosity gets the better of him as he peaks into a couple of the volumes.
>>107649Aw... I really, really want to keep all of them...I'll compromise.
Iron, looking at his pots with intense desire and hesitation, unties 2 of the pots off of him and leaves them be in this spot.
(If no pots ever reach Cauldron, then I have failed. I cannot waste anymore time, or she might have her eyes bloodied by the time I get out, or worse, I die.)
*Startled pony noises*
For a number of minutes, Onyx was trapped at the bottom of a set of stairs in a cheap apartment building, not fully heated. Brie disappeared upstairs with his two... foals, and Spark stayed with Onyx. Waiting. The yellow ragged furred "stallion" watched over them, as did another. They left out the front door shouting some alien language when a third pony came to see them, leaving Spark and Onyx to themselves. After some time, Brie came down stairs. So too does Spark leave back to the carriage. Spark placed himself in the back, and was eventually joined by the two little "foals." He'll be foal sitting for most of the trip. But at least, he is sheltered from the elements. Onyx on the other hoof... It's fairly windy, and that lowers the temperature still further. It's too dry to snow, but it's the right temperature for it. The carriage is still there, waiting for onyx to pick it up, and pull it off deeper into enemy territory
Looks like Onyx remains alive, kind of free, and still has most of his limited love reserves. So far
"This place sucks. Spark? Brie? Now what?"
He heads toward the carriage, wondering what they'll get him into now.
Spark hears this from inside the wagon and waves to Onyx. There are changelings in his lap.
If Silver had to take a guess, most of the books here are not, in fact, unique, but rather were likely academic books in the time of Curwhinny. Some of them were likely banned. But it's the smallest category of books that is the most interesting.
One book is entitled "Practical Potion making," another "The Mapping of Non-Euclidean Spaces," still another is in an unknown language with the only recognizable part being a reference to the old Empire of Tambelon, and another about the customs of the Mareya ponies. There are a few more as well, but most books are pretty well damaged here
Onyx's good eye joins his bad one as it glazes over, as the pony steps into the carriage.
"So... Do we have a plan?"
Oh dear. Now what action to declare?
Alright, time to try to get off this water and hold onto the ice again. Maybe Cauldron can help.
"If we do, I haven't been told. As far as I know, we march into their land, plop them down somewhere, and head back before our untimely demise... as least ideally."
C-checked in fear
"Yeah, I guess avoiding death is a good idea."
His eyes narrow at the little changelings
"Nice to see they're friendly towards somepony"
"Practical Potion Making?" Silver grabs this book to take a look at its insides. "Is this type of beginner's guide, or does it need prior alchemical knowledge?"
"As nice as they can be.">>107664
"I'd imagine that would be 'not very'"
Onyx sits down, and stares out the window at the area around them.
The pots sulk down on their ropes as iron tries to lose it, then immediately falls down when freed, briefly illuminated by the strobing blue electric lights that swept through the thin ice, before disappearing out of view. But there will be time to mourn the loss of the gold later (hopefully...) Iron must turn his head away, and back to the ice above.
Declare action, and roll for it>>107668
It turns out, “practical” seems to be a term of art meaning “applied,” as in that portion of a science that pertains to putting theory into practice, rather than simple theory. The chapters Silver is looking at centers on the rate of diffusion of two liquids in a container where neither is soluble in the other and both have different heat capacities, when a heat source is applied below the container.>>107669
Even the other, more reluctant creature accepts the pets>>107667
Changelings? There are only pony foals here. The bat pony foal narrows his eyes back at Onyx, while the Pegasus foal looks over to onyx with big, cute, innocent eyes
"Much nicer than the rest of them at least. So... should we wheel this thing around so the bat can jump in and join us?">>107671
Spark just can't stop petting.
[1d20 = 9]>>107671
As I've said, it's ice grabbing time.
If needed, he moves closer to grabbable ice sheet.
"Sounds like something I can actually be doing"
Onyx hops out and wheels the carriage around as Spark suggests.
"Shame. Could have proven useful. Still, I imagine it would be useful for whatever alchemist reads this." He puts it in the cart with the rest of the books as he continues to pile them on.
Onyx's carriage is in what is basically a makeshift "inspection station' ontop of a sidewalk past the entry point through the fence. the carriage has been pulled up so it does not block the way of the inspection point. The entry way and the wall itself runs down the middle of a street, and on this side of the wall, there are mostly single story shops, and three story small multi family units, mostly with shops on the bottom. Windows are often border or busted. More than one building looks as if it was hit with an explosion and never repared. All in all, this particular area is semi-urban, consists of diverse buildings of brick and stone and mortar with several wood, and most buildings look unused or abandoned, Some are clearly still occupied. On the balcony of an apartment above and a little over, a number of plants lay dead in pots.
The street continues, with buildings spaced a little further apart just further down. the streets seem to be just a little off from a grid pattern>>107675
And so he does so>>107672
At least they seem to like it. They look back at Spark with glowing eyes>>107673
There's been better... roll for luck>>107674
Onyx can hook himself up readily
Silver continues until either there's no more room in his cart, or there's no more recoverable books.
Hold. Iron can try to pull himself up>>107678
He reaches both soon enough
And back to the hotel he goes with his spoils. "I will be glad to be finished with this. It will be nice to have funds once again."
One... last little hurdle. Roll constitution>>107681
He takes it all back to the Grand Baltimare
Onyx readily hooks himself up, and moves towards where he last saw Brie.
And once again, he takes books from the cart to the offices. "Almost finished..."
It’s not many more books her. That library was damaged badly, and so most books were either lost completely or damaged ti done degree or other
"I wonder if Blue Skies is still around to pay out Bits for job. Or if she told somepony else here about it.">>107687F. You will be missed.
It's been a while since Iron went under, struggling to get back to the surface, walking forward, and trying to swim up once more. At the end of his rope, Iron places a hoof up on the ice. He gets a grip. He pulls down, it holds. But as he pulls himself up... he reaches the end of his line, and inhales water.
Iron still has a card left to play. Roll luck
[1d20 = 7]>>107692
If you want me to die, dice, then do your worst!
Presumably, Brie comes out, sits on the top of the wagon in the driver's seat, and mushes Onyx onwards, towards the highway out of town
Cauldron pulls onto Iron, but can she pull enough? Roll another die
[1d20 = 6]>>107695
Cmon, Cauldron. You can do it!
You can reach a better future!
Onyx is not sure how he feels about being mushed. But he complies.
[1d20+3 = 14]>>107696
She tries to cut off the rest of the pots>>107697
Onwards! They go further, and see that still many of the buildings are empty. further, they come to a closed theater. One screen, it says, plays the Moon Valley Serenade, while another plays extended screenings of Citizen Mane.
Past this, however, is life. ponies are together. Crowded together in a number of houses, denser in this area than others. And on the streets are, perhaps unsurpisingly, undisguised Changelings. Buggy little creatures in brown uniform. They eye the passers by suspiciously, while the ponies sometimes look on themselves with weary expression. A strange congregation of ponies stay in line outside of the Hawk Thorne Middle School, with several more of the changelings guiding ponies outside.
The road in front of Onyx, hoever, continues straight, and what ponies tale the road in front of him continue going straight and straight only, not looking to their side. Not long past the border, two stray and mangy dogs start to follow the group, often traveling off to side to side
[1d20 = 14]>>107696>>107700
Iron has lost consciousness, but Cauldron pulls him up
Cauldron pulls Iron Iron, trying to knock the water out of him. He is weak, and still coughing up water. It is cold
, and colder than it was before he stepped on the lake About 20% cooler>>107691
Skies is not there. Dusty is
Do the changelings take any note of their new suroundings, or are they too distracted right now?
They say some things in an alien language, and look outside. They look very happy to see undisguised changelings around ponies. Like they have been liberated. In a veil of green fire, they too, loose their disguises inside of the cart
Then Silver would like to speak with him, when he's finished bringing the books in.
Dusty looks up at Silver with his tired old eyes. He does not speak
In his tired and water-filled stage and inbetween coughs, he groggily starts to stand up.
(Must... keep going)
And this is important to understand - it's cold. Very cold and windy. This was not that much of an issue earlier, because the temperature was higher, and both Iron and Cauldron had some fur. That fur is now wet, and freezes quickly in the howling night wind
(No time to think about cold)
He starts to do a tired run towards any edge of the lake in front of him.
Spark is a bit surprised at this and a tiny bit disappointed they aren't as soft as before.
"That job given to me by Blue Skies has been finished."
As if in a daze, he rides over closer to teh edge. the wirrary remains as silent guardian. Cauldron gallops with him. Her black stripes are greyed by her own ice and frost>>107715
"The collection of ancient tomes and histories?">>107714
Well, he'll have to try to do something about it. If he can
"I'll be out of here soon"
He continues on
Iron, feeling lost, cannot for the life of him know where to go. As he shivers, he looks over to the fallen plane
"Wirraway... Will you help me, Wirraway?"
He starts walking over there.
"Wirraway... Lend me a hoof, Wirraway."
Clop by clop, he approaches it.
"Wirraway... Protect me, Wirraway..."
He nods. "All have been set down inside offices. Veritable library's worth of tomes. As I understand it, Blue Skies and Dark Star have left to prepare for new mission."
It's cold, but the wirraway is right there. There's an opening in the back, a set, if anything>>107720
"I've heard, vaguely. Let me see the books"
he goes to the office, and inspects the books
"Is this all
On the other side of the middle school, other ponies stand. But they do not look to be fully pony. They hang as if half dead. Zombie. More seem to be on the otherside of the fence that surrounds the middle school's play yard, as if in a pin. And still the Changelings watch Onyx pass by. They are not many of them, but there are several, at least five in total around the school house. they do not say anything. Beyond this are more houses, mostly single family homes on an eighth of an acre of property. Most of these seem to have an inhabitant. A changeling officer comes by seeming a pair of ponies on a porch, and tells them they must vacate soon. Curfew starts shortly after nightfall. But Onyx has no real need to stop at night fall, and may ride on>>107718
It's like touching a June bug. A beetle. A cockroache=.
Weird, but Spark is committed to the pets. He can't back out now.
(It offers its body as protection.)
He lets Cauldron enters first in case it only accepts one of them, then prompty enters said opening.
"Of those that could be recovered. You will notice there are some which have been burned. There were others which were burnt further to cinders, to point of being unrecoverable."
It’s an open top with a clear cover that has been pushed far forward. The seat is black, a little torn, and has broken pieces of glass on it, besides snow. Cauldron pushes some of the glass away with her hoof, and tries to get in. Iron can try to get in, but only by pushing up against Cauldron
He nods, simply
“And I guess you want payment?”
>>107726No way I'm hurting zebra waifu.
Iron helps Cauldron up with his body weight and height to get inside.
"Come on, Cauldron. The Wirraway will help us."
Silver nods in turn. "If it can be arranged, naturally.">>107728Do eeeeet.Snuggle with your zeebfu for warmth in the Wirraway.
Wait, is he going in after Cauldron or not?>>107730
He leaves, and comes back, with a number of bank notes
“1000 bits, was it?”
Yes. Cauldron goes first. She needs the shelter more than Iron does for now.
Wait, is she already in, cozy enough for Iron to enter?
If so, Iron prompty follows suit.
"If my memory serves me, she said 4000, and I have already been given 1000."
He raises an eyebrow
“4000? I was told it was 2000. Maybe 3000.”>>107733
Cauldron hops in, almost tripping. She gets in, her butt a little high, and her shoulders and neck bending a bit in the cramped quarters. It’s a bit small for two ponies
After Iron ogled a bit at Cauldron's compromising position until she enters fully, he explores the rest of the plane for an alternative or if the opening can be closed for added warmth.
It does not seem it can be closed. There is more than one seat, and they are not together but separated one behind the other
The benefit of being a terrible liar is that it's obvious when he's telling the truth, such as now. "I do not know exactly what you were told, but I remember her telling me 4000 when I accepted this job. Even if I could, it is not in either of our interests for me to lie about what was said to me then."
Iron, seeing the opportunity, enters the other available position in the plane.
He slowly strokes the plane.
This one also has a pushed forward cover, and broken glass on the shredded seat. It’s still smooth to the touch in areas>>107739
I’ll... look into this
Iron lazily swats away the glass off of the seat, inspecting the cover presented.
"I thank you, Wirraway... "
It’s still cold, windy, and the lightning rolls on
Onyx heads on, humming a low tune as he plods on through the changeling territory.
Iron shivers some more.
"There must be something else here. Something to cover the tops of Wirraway. Come on."
He plunders his spot for anything to cover the place up, while also inspecting the seat's material.
Past this, the houses thin out more until it is agricultural fields. Some are fallow and snow covered, some have clover, hay, or winter wheat. And strangely, it looks as if some fiend have high concentrations of plows besides them, while others are empty. Fences are in area taken down, while new ones are erected near the road side>>107746
It’s either leather, or fake leather. One of the two. Roll for search
Now that’s a good roll
There’s a large green thing in a back pack hanging out
He gently pulls it out, trying to contain his shivering.
Okay, I need to sleep now. At least I know where every pony is
The Wirraway will save us all.
No more wars, just Wirraway.
It's the true answer to life.
The Wirraway is of great and ancient wisdom. May it lead us all to safety and profit
You sure do have a lot of cats.
It's, like, cats are life, too.
Cats love to sleep in small spaces, like plane cockpits.
Cats are prophets of Wirraway, man.
If only we could all have the Wirraway's blessing as cats and Iron do.
It would be quite funny for Iron to make a massive 180 into having a mindwipe, increasing his wisdom score to 20 or more while keeping his other stats, and suddenly turn into a Wirraway Cleric, focused on the magic of... whatever that plane has.
What, with the name? That's like when I post on the main board while forgetting to clear the name field. Admittedly I sometimes also delet my posts when that happens...
Oh, and I'm not sure if you're still here, but Silver's unfortunately had to excuse himself from the spa group. So, it's down to just you and Blue.
In a steamy spa.Have lots of fun, you two. *winks at camera*
Hmmmmmm i see
Im Totally sure that nothing agaisnt the spa rules will happen.
>>107848Again, no idea what that means.>>107849
Okay then. Nice to see you, GM. You ready to start, or do you need some time before you're ready?
If unicorns can hold things with telekinesis, then they can easily prop themselves up with enough experience and practice.
Keep in mind no mere recruit in the army can do it. Only expert mages could do it with massive effort on their part.>>107850
Place the exact words in the last post and use Google, my dude.
You can use either Fly, Psionic or Nomad Power List if you want. I have a lot
of tabs open currently so I can't directly link it to you.
Alright. I think last time you were looking up if Blue had indeed promised 4000 Bits to Silver. I can try to see if I can find that post, if you want.
The green fabric gives way to white, as it slowly comes out. It is very thin. The wind continues blowing, and Iron is freezing over
Iron musters his voice up for Cauldron to hear.
"I found a cover-thing!"
He tries to extend it to its maximum distance inside his spot to see how much it covers.
it would be just dreadful.
Well then, better not keep your marefriend waiting for your extra special, totally
rule-abiding spa trip.
Well..... Okay then. Dusty Outback gives a "well fuck me then" look, and counts out bills for a while, ultimately paying over the remainder of what Skies owes Silver>>107859
I'm not done with you>>107858
After ten or so feet, hopefully Iron realizes that is a bad idea, as it is huge, and more to the point, getting caught in the wind.
[1d20+5 = 23]>>107861
Dangit, I stated that it was inside the spot
to avoid this exact situation, but whatever. Wind is a punishing mistress.
Iron holds on the thing, pulling it away from the nasty winds and into the floor of the spot.
Silver accepts the money. "I apologize for any inconvenience, but thank you."
Goal one, achieved, now onto goal two: getting help from Father Maren.
He keeps hold (he’s still mostly exposed), but if he’s inside then he definitely can’t pull the whole thing out
Done. Presumably, Silver is going to the church of Saint Iglesias?
That he is, empty cart in tow.
[1d20 = 15]>>107866
I suppose I should first tie two of the sides available to something inside the spot where the wind won't bother the poor piece of fabric.
I use the use rope skill for this.
It should safeguard against wind stuff if Iron fails his strength checks.
When Silver opens the door, he sees a number of ponies inside of the church, particularly towards the front, and some even walking past to leave him>>107869
Uh... okay. Fortunately for Iron, there's a lot of broken shit inside that sticks out
Does Dark Star do anything?
>>107871Hmm...must have just gotten done with sermon.
Silver steps inside past those who are leaving, and lingers for a minute to see if he can catch some of what's being spoken around him.
>>107871You honestly think I'm going to risk the magic carpet flying off after getting assrammed by the dice to lose all my pots? No thanks.
He picks the broken shit on his spot nearest to Cauldron's spot to tie it around and secure it. The sturdier and blunter, the better.
Hails a taxi and goes to the spa with blue.
"Well hello, where are you taking me?">>107874
It's thin, and wobbles around in the wind, but he can get a partial covering. Partial. The two ponies are separated by at least a seat>>107873
"Well, business has been moving more slowly this year, but we're getting by"
"Do you really think they'll last? I'm not sure he's gotten over his... drinking habits"
"It was really shocking when I read that this morning... You know, he seemed so nice"
Iron, knowing that if both of them are in the same seat they would be covered more effectively, peeks out to Cauldron's seat which I assume is either as tall or taller than her seat.
Silver's ears perk up at the last statement. Talking about Comte's arrest?
"Yeah, he had been a big part of the community for a while."
"And the photo... It was against etiquette to publish that"
"Who else is like that
"I still think the Fascists planted it. Of course it's exposed in the course of burglary">>107878
It's not quite big enough for two ponies, unless they squeeze together or she sits in Iron's lap or something
"wheres the closest spa?"
Silver can only shake his head, hearing that. Oh, how I wish it was fake. I really do. You have no idea how bad things have gotten...
>>107882>sits on Iron's lap
Iron beckons Cauldron to his spot, offering a hoof for easier changing.
"Found carpet thing! should cover both of us!"
She gives a Dark Star a bedeviling smile, looks at him for a moment, and says
“Northam street is the closest””>>107886
“It’s really shameful. Shameful upon the whole city”
“I wonder what his wife and children will do now...”
“I still think this is suspicious. Just mentioning there’s a war going on gets a paper pulled from distribution for the day, and now they publish this
“It looks pretty convincing to me.... I guess we can wait and see”>>107889
She looks over, Frost above her eyes, but climbs over the steel separator, and crawls under Iron’s set up, head first. Her hoof slips the first time, but she catches, and places a hoof on Iron. She’s cold, covered in frost, a little heavy, and upside relative to how she should be
>>107901Shameful upon all of us, is what it is.
Silver finally moves on to find Father Maren, or one of the other church workers.
Iron's not quite sure what to do with the ice, but he knows he should fully close any opening.
"Close up the spot with the rest of the carpet thing! It should protect us!"
He rubs her back to try and heat her up.
"Fantastic, i'm looking forward to seeing you get sweaty."
She tries to turn around on him, since she’s awkwardly positioned. It’s too small for two ponies, really. She feels cold, and she looks scared. She pulls down s side with a hoof
All of them seem to be there. Slow Burn, who is closer to the front and has not noticed Silver, is prancing about, saying something, Sundew is speaking to a pair of ponies. And further in the back, lying on his back against the wall, is a certain older pony drinking a burgundy liquid out of a glass
[1d20 = 1]>>107906
Iron helps out the side she's trying to tie down herself, as well as other possible gaps to turn the partial cover into full cover.
(It should be long enough to cover all of this.
Thank god I tied down a part of it.
At least it won't fly away.
>>107906I'm assuming that older pony is the Father.
He gets a half-smile as he trots up to him. "Enjoying yourself?"
“Huh? Uh, yes. You again. I mean, what brings you here today?”>>107907
One side flies up, into the wind, and Cauldron loses her footing over Iron, sending her falling down on top of him
"They Have a sauna right?"
[1d20+5 = 7]>>107910
Iron does his best to catch her.
Strength roll to cushion her fall.
"I am not judging. It would be rather hypocritical of me to do so." He sits down next to the Father. "Remember why I came to you earlier today?"
“A sauna? Is that what you want? Yes, they do.”>>107913
She crashes down on him>>107914
“Yes... yes I do”
(This cold is worse than I thought.)
He tries to stand up with Cauldron on him.
"Yea Sauna's are nice. What are you Going to get?"
"I said I would come back if I was victorious, and thus here I am. All undead, to my knowledge, have been killed, save one. And that is why I am here. I would request your aid in putting Joseph Curwhinny to rest."
“I will see what I feel like. How about you?”>>107917
“What... what are you doing?”>>107920
“Well... that is very good news indeed. Did you say you had a... locket?”
[1d20 = 6]>>107921
"We must cover this place up, or else we freeze."
Iron powers through Cauldron's weight and tries again to close all of the openings.
Silver nods, and brings it out for Father Maren to see. "His phylactery."
"Probably just the Coat Dyeing and The Sauna. maybe a hoof buffing."
Uh... not completely successful>>107924
Maren looks at it curiously, then with an ever growing dread in his eyes. He break away to drink the rest of his glass
“Take that away from the Sanctuary. There are too many ponies here”>>107925
“You are serious about this looking like a zebra thing?”
The sheet stretches out, stretches out, until a little string catches it, and POOF. It fills up with wind, pulling out from the back pack, and holding stout on the edges, holding the wind in. It pulls out with such great force that the backpack itself flies away with it
Silver puts it away before standing up. "Meet me outside, then, around rear of Cathedral." Understandably, he makes his way to the indicated spot.
"Unfortunately. it's the best course of action. i'll be harder to spot if i'm in zig Coat."
Wait, what backpack?
In any case, the sheet should still be there, since it actually has some places tied correctly.
“Hmmm... I’m not certain they’ve ever done a zebra coat before. That’s pretty creative though.”>>107933
The one where he got it from. I think you underestimate the total strength of the wind in the blanket. It tugs
“Let us go then...”
As they walk by, they walk past Slow Burn, still prancing, saying something like “isn’t love a wonderful thing”
Then he sees Silver, and runs to him
“Oh hey! You again!”
"They'll never suspect it. its brilliant."
[1d20+5 = 22]>>107934Sigh.
I'll go with Iron catching the backpack before it decides to go away.
Rolling strength.At least I have a modifier on it.
"Hello again, Slow Burn. It is good to see you." Silver looks to see if Father Maren will either tell him to leave the two be, or if he will let him come.
Hold, but damn does it pull hard>>107935
She places a hoof to her chin, and looks up. Thinking.>>107937
He just looks forward, and shakes his head. This does not stop Slow Burn from following
“What cool stuff are you up to today?!”
[1d20+5 = 23]>>107938
Iron tugs it back, also hoping Cauldron is able to close the openings while he's at it.
Rolling strength again.If it flies away, I'm going with creating another character, because there will be no hope.
"I have asked Father Maren to help me with something very important, something which can not be discussed with so many ponies around."
It is rigged back, but too far away for Cauldron to tie down
His eyes expand slowly until they are big and black
“Oh.., it’s secret
That she’s not stop him from following
Maren does outside, takes a left, and turns onto the road, then to the area next to the end of the structure. There is a small passage of grass between a low fence and the structure. He opens a fence, and the three go through. He goes to the back where there is some open grass, slightly raised slabs of stone, and a small cottage-like our building behind the church
She should be on top of me still. Have her stand on her four hooves on Iron. It should her her reach it and pull it back down.
I know she has some points in Dex, so it should be too hard to balance.
[1d20+3 = 13]>>107943
Well, she can try to reach out
"How Do you plan on looking like a Griffon?"
"Right, I hope this is secure enough." Silver once again brings the locket out for Father Maren. "If I may ask, I would like to know what it is about this that had you spooked back inside. You know, aside from this being piece of Curwhinny's soul."
“Do I need to look like a griffin?”>>107946
“Aside from it being the product of an unholy act to sever body from soul?... Well, I guess aside from being splattered all across the pavement and dying, jumping off the spire isn’t all that bad.”
So... did it work?
I'm not risking more rolls.
"I am afraid I do not..." Silver shakes his head. "...nevermind. Again, I would ask your aid in putting Curwhinny to rest."
"No i suppose not. But it was your idea."
She got one side>>107951
“Touché. I have my ways” she grins in her malign way>>107950
“Very well. Let’s us get to wo-“
“Ooh! Ooh! What are we doing here?!”
Now Dark Star puts his hoof to his chin in thought.
>>107952How old is that colt, exactly?
"We are going to put very
old pony to rest." Silver turns back to Maren. "I assume we will need to travel to catacombs where Curwhinny is entombed."
[1d20+5 = 17]>>107952
Iron does his part on the same side for Cauldron to tie it up.
Rolling strength to hold the sheet for Cauldron to tie it up.
She gets part of it, but the problem is it is still inflated by the wind>>107955
They arrive at what is presumably Northam's "Hoof, Horn and Feather Spa and Pedicure"
There is a lime green pony standing at a desk, and a could seats in a waiting area
"Hallo! What can I do for you?"
Can Cauldron keep holding the thing while Iron goes for the other side to close it up?
If he dives out of the plane to get it, yes
You mean a jump roll to catch it and go back inside?
"Howdy, i'd like to use the sauna.Also what services do you offer?"
“Hooficure, hot baths, mud treatment, massages, mane care... anything you could need”>>107965
A jump roll could do it
"Get my mare friend one of everything."
[1d20+5 = 21]>>107970
I suppose I should roll strength to pull it down now?
I guess I'll risk rolling yet again.
“Oh, we can do so, yes.” She smiles and nods
“Is zer anything else we can do for you? Anything more?”
it's closer to the ground... but he needs to pull it back into the plane
Well, his course of pulling down is back to into the plane then.
Should not need another roll.
"Do you offer dyeing services?"
Mind if I ask what the "nevermind" was about?
[1d2 = 1]>>107983
Not completely reading a reply fully, then making a character ask a question that was already answered, then having the character called retarded..... I mean, more so than usual>>107985My
judgement? This one goes to the dice
Iron pulls the thing in a fold back to the plane. He is still freezing
Oh...sorry...didn't mean for it to come out like that.
"Could i Get A Black base, with white stripes?"
[1d20 = 3]>>107990Crap. It is time to tie this shit.
Iron, praying to the Wirraway under his breath, tries once again to tie his side of the plane.
I am so done.
Just headshot the poor sod. Make him stab himself through his skull and kill him already.
"My entire coat. i don't want any stripes on my mane. can you also cut it?"
Oh, but where is the fun in a quick death?
It is not tied, and pulls away, or tries to>>108001
"We can do that, yes. What color do you want your mane?"
"The color it is is fine. cut it into a Mohawk."
So...can we continue? Or are you done?
[1d20 = 5]>>108003THIS IS PURGATORY. HE DID A SIN! NOTHING'S REAL!
Iron attempts to tie it again, getting really frustrated with the wind and its horse manure.
We can continue>>108006
They take Dark Star over to a separate room, down a hallway. There is a bed, which they instruct him to lay on. A dark blue mare, and a zebra mare come in. The blue mare asks
"What shade of white would you like for the dye?" She holds a palate.>>108009
A new wind gust, and Iron must hold it down again
[1d20+5 = 7]>>108016grumble grumble
Iron holds it down yet again, cursing feverishly.
(Hopefully Cauldron can tie up the other side. At this point, death is almost a certainty.)
Dark Star motions at the zebra's stripes
"That shade will be nice."
[1d20+5 = 12]>>108018SIGH
I'll just... roll strength again to catch it further before it escalates further.
Silver's question to Maren is the same:
"I assume we will need to travel to catacombs where Curwhinny is entombed."
Damn, sorry dude. i know those feels.
The Zebra looks at Dark Star strangely
"Oh..... kay. That's about an Ivory color. We're going to cover everything we don't want dyed, and then apply the base, and later do the.... stripes">>108022
"To destroy the locket? No"
Dark Star tries not to look smug at the zebra.
"Mhm. Well, whatever needs to be done to put Curwhinny to rest, I will try to help where I can."
[1d20 = 12]>>108029
You can judgementally stare at me all you want.
Heck. I'd make Iron jump back into the water at this point.
My will saves are rolling low. Very Low.
In case it is accepted, though I'll roll to tie the little shit sheet in order to finally get some actual progress and turn off the damn Orchestral Benny Hill music that keeps haunting me.
Why is it only with death threats against my character that decent rolls show up?
Is tiedWhat is it?>>108034Almost want to make you roll will save
She starts applying some sort of cover over his hooves, the base of his mane, and... his tail. Almost lewd, almost>>108035
"I can't say I'm perfectly familiar with the process of destroying a phylactery"
"We are in same boat then. Still, I shall follow your lead." Silver properly hooves him the locket.
>>108040I'm glad this roll showdown is almost over, because it was chipping away at my sanity.
Iron, with an intense sigh of relief, moves back a bit, looking at the side he left Cauldron with.
"This is my first time getting my coat dyed. anything i should know?"
Dark Star Grunts a little as they put the cover on his tail.
The silence is quite unnerving.
Will Iron be able to close up the Wirraway to shield the harsh cold from magical hate-feeding creatures?
Will he finally seal the deal with Cauldron?
Will Dark Star be able to maintain his composure in front of the zebra or will he cave in and do a zebraface?
Will Silver finally cleanse the soul of Curwhinny and give him the peace he sorely needs?
Will he discover the secrets in the church officials by doing this?
Tune in today at 6 o'clock in the afternoon to find out!
You shut your whore mouth. There ain’t no such thing as “filler” when all parties are present. Besides, I have something special planned
looking foward to seeing what you have planned.
And Dark Star is getting himself Valmorified
I guess you could say you're giving me the cold shoulderIron needs blankets
Sounds interesting. I'll be looking forward to seeing what you've got planned, and for who.
Alrighty. The time is nearing. Let's do a quick head count.
But I only have the one head.
I count 4 heads. Are you ready to reach ever closer to your brilliant keikaku?
I got a bit of free time.
I guess maybe we could play tonight, if anypony is up for it
Perhaps it's finally time to have that alone time between Iron and Cauldron in order to explore their relationship after this shitty set of circumstances have happened.
Does Cauldron still has feelings with Iron over his admittance of essentially killing himself for her betterment or does she ultimately blame the stubborn horse that made her be in this situation at all?Is there external factors that are dissuading you from playing?
Looking at her, she feels mostly... cold. Cold, and scared>>108131REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
>>108132Thank God. I expected it to turn bad.
Iron, using basic experience from childhood, hugs the zebra, pulling her closer in order to share bodyheat.
After this, he looks at the side he expected to be shut at this point, as well as any other openings that could decrease the room's temperature even further.
Well, they both left the plane to catch the covering, and have largely prevented it from flying off, but they are not back inside yet
So what about the covering?
Is it full cover now?
"Yes, you should stay still, and relax as we try to cover anything you don't want died. Your mane and tail, for instance. Once that it is done, we are going to apply the die carefully, and let it set. Then, we are going to treat another liquid that should help the dye to stay">>108137
The covering flew off, and is not covering the inside. They are outside, and so is all but one corner of the covering
They tape up his mane base, pin away his mane, do the same to his tail in what is probably a less comfortable fashion, and also his hooves.
"We can either apply it manually, or submerge you in it"
[1d20 = 18]>>108138Darn. That means more rolls.
Forget about the whole hugging thing, then. It's work time.
He, with the help of Cauldron, do the whole tieing up business in order to finally have a decent shelter against the elements.
(Let get this over with. We have almost no chance to get away from supremely magical things that almost made ponykind extinct, so we must huddle up and do the thing to drive me away...)
(If only I knew how.)
*(Let's get this over with.
**drive them away...)
Tied up on one side, then tied up on the other
After this, he gets inside and helps Cauldron in to finally have a somewhat warm place to recover from the frost.
Position is still Cauldron sitting on Iron's lap.
"Submerge me? How does that work?"
"You would duck yourself in a pool of liquid that includes the dye, and later the setting fluid. It's harder to keep the mane from getting contaminated, though"
Iron's about to get his cuddle time with Cauldron.
Here's hoping that's the solution to having heat again.Unless I skipped something I didn't notice.
I wish the pair good luck.
Cauldron climbs up, shaking, and tries to get on Iron. Both are cold, and if they are not wet, it is for no other reason than because the water that covered them has frozen to ice>>108147
"I do not know quite how. This is not the most common of events">>108150
"Okay. Turn over, if you will. The manual process is a bit more... involved"
Iron helps Cauldron out into her sitting on his lap, rubbing her coat in an attempt to create heat through friction.
"Do you have anything to dry us up?"
Even in this slightly suggestive position, he can't help but worry over her current state, with the unnatural ice on her body.
He Turns over on his back
Heat causes water to melt, which is actually less insulating than Ice
"No... I-I had to l-leave my things behind"
They take a spray bottle, and spray on a liquid, then spread it with a brust across his chest, then into his joints where his legs connect to his chest (the equivalent of armpits) and up his legs, carefully and thoroughly
"I would be more surprised if it was not. I suppose we will work with what you do know."What's wrong?
"This feels Rather Strange."
He Continues to relax
Is Dark Star going undercover as a zigger?
>>108156Dangit! Iron's winter survival experience is minimal.
He decides to simply hug the scared and cold zebra mare on him, nuzzling her neck.
"We should be safe to dry ourselves here, I think..."
He gets a feeling for the temperature in the spot covered.
"I need to make a phone call. This is not ordinary knowledge"
He limps off, and leaves Silver there with the colt, prancing in place>>108160
They now apply it to his neck
"Stretch out a little"
Then under his muzzle
"Do you want it full body, or most visible areas?">>108162
The cover does not have much ability to retain heat. It's biggest bonus is against the wind
"I-I hope so"
Silver looks at the excitable Slow Burn. "So, how did you come to work here at cathedral?"
She repeats the question
“Do you want visible areas covered, or full body?”>>108166
“Well I e been attending church since I was a foal. I stared as an altar colt when I was little and became an apprentice when I was older”
At least we have that going.
Iron inspects the spot they both are.
"Maybe there is some sort of firestarter here and a place to safely start one."
"Full body. it needs to look Perfect."
“I-I don’t know. I don’t know if there is any room for one, or if it would burn u-us both out”>>108170
They go much lower on Dark Star’s body, including again between where the thighs connect, and carefully apply the dye
“This will not stain skin, at least not for long”
Silver nods, understanding that much. "You like it here?"
Yes! Yes! I love it here! I get to talk to the many ponies, and the other youths”
"Great, if it does stain how long would it be stained for?"
"You do seem unusually outgoing, even for colt of your age."
"perhaps a few hours. It may be washable">>108175
He tilts his head"
"A colt of my age?"
Silver nods, not really understanding the confusion. "...Yes?"
Iron is honestly at a loss.
(Perhaps I can take wood from the trees around this plane? But they would be wet...)
He looks at the spot.
(The possibility of being burnt is very high, too.)
He plants his head next to Cauldron's, looking vacantly in front of both of them.
(Do we simply stay where we are until it passes? Try the magic of friendship again, maybe?)
He looks at him for a moment, then tilts his head up, smiles and closes his eyes
Silver smiles back. "Anything you might tell me about Baltimare? I only arrived in city recently."
After a set of brushing that’s quite a bit more intimate than is normally either comfortable or legal to accept from a stranger, she asks him to turn over >>108181
“Oh! Yes! In the north side here there’s quite a few older ponies and old couples that come to church. There’s not quite as many young couples but there are more now. There are many more over in the west side. The East side is a little more messy and a little more poor, but there are plenty of ponies who like to come to church. I’m less familiar with the south side but they have this great ice cream shop their called Cold Hoof. Their cotton candy flavor especially is good, I got that last time. Anyways the big commercial district is in the city center. It’s mostly safe to walk around in, mostly, so long as you do it in day. Stay away from bat ponies. There’s actually some good real estate in the north side, they are building new houses....”
Iron sighs to himself.
"I am sorry for dragging you into this, Cauldron."
He nuzzles the cold zebra on him, hugging her a bit more firmly.
"I should not have roped you into it."
"North side is where I went to clear out undead, actually. They were infesting quarry some company was hoping to fill and build real estate on top of."
“No... it can be worth it to chase a dream”>>108184
The weirdest part of this process is when they try to do his muzzle. His actual snout has not been covered because of course they can’t cover is nostrils. Now, he can smell the dye, and it smells questionable. They also have him close his eyes, and try to get it inside his ears.
After all of this, she tells him
“Okay... we’re still not done”>>108185
“If you mean north north, like north of here, that’s newly developed land. It was farms and a few outlying homes when I was a colt”
Iron can't help but be surprised, with his eyes widening.
"Even if the dream means losing somepony you love?"
(Is this really what the gods intended?)
*may make you lose somepony
Like a cross between paint and rubbing alcohol >>108189
She looks at him, and into his eyes. Her eyes widen, and tear
“Now we apply the holding solution”
They apply this in much broader strokes. On his back, across his muzzle (this has a kind of ‘stinging’ smell). Then they have him turn over. Yes, it gets on his genitals
“Okay. Let’s dry it”
Iron can't help but feel her heart breaking a bit, his brow softening.
"I understand that now, Cauldron. I should have pursued so stubbornly if it meant you being hurled into this."
He stares into her blue, teary eyes.
"I was all for it, but I was not expecting you to follow suit. I..."
He stops, afraid of what word could come to his mouth, but inhales.
"I did not want to hurt you."
"Alright lets Get it dryed."lewd
One takes a hair dryer, and pints it at Dark Star
“First... is there any particular style of stripes you want?”
*I shouldn't have pursued
Dark Star looks confused
"There are different types?"
She is silent, but looks back at him. Teary eyed>>108198
“Yes, like straight, even, certain patterns”
“.... did you not know what you meant by ‘stripes’ before coming here?”
Iron stares back, placing a hoof on her cheek. He knows his confessions have been mostly horrible so far, but it's either now or possibly never.
"I love you, Cauldron," he says, metaphorically presenting his heart to her with a regretful yet passionate tone.
With that, his head slowly leans closer, his mouth apporaching hers with his eyes closing as he braces for her reaction.
"Yea regular straight stripes.i did't know that they could be in patterns."
He’s looking right at a Zebra, and her stripes are not straight>>108202