This week, in "Occupied Equestria":
Wondering through through the Changeling lands at night on the road between Bales and Whinnyapolis, Onyx, Brie, and Spark have stumbled upon a set of farm ponies trying to hide their cattle in the forest, away from their changeling occupiers. While rescuing a cow, Onyx and Brie have taken heavy damage, and so they followed them to the cabin of a local woodspony. But they found the woodspony and a farmer replaced by changelings, and after a skirmish are alone and wounded in the cabin in the woods.
Over in Baltimare, Dark Star has decided to give up his life as Dark Star, the Earth Pony farm colt, to become Tyrel Jackson, or "Gold Chains," a zebra and aspiring rap artist. Through the magic of Valmorification, it is possible. Iron is freaking out after possibly having received a message from God herself. That, and his usual social awkwardness. Silver is cashing out on a long standing set of projects, and is readying himself for the next phase
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>>109315
"Buck,That's terrible. I Got Shot a couple times this morning by a Changling Spy.
Is it a deep wound? Have you got it looked at yet?"
"Buck,That's terrible. I Got Shot a couple times this morning by a Changling Spy.
Is it a deep wound? Have you got it looked at yet?"
>>109319
"Let's hope. Shall we take it slow or just burst in?"
Onyx grabs his halberd in his maw and nods to Spark
"Let's hope. Shall we take it slow or just burst in?"
Onyx grabs his halberd in his maw and nods to Spark
>>109321
"Bust in, but don't fire until you see their bug eyes. We don't want to shoot the wrong ones. That is, if they are even here."
Spark tries the door and attempts to throw it open.
"Bust in, but don't fire until you see their bug eyes. We don't want to shoot the wrong ones. That is, if they are even here."
Spark tries the door and attempts to throw it open.
>>109318
Iron shrugs.
"I cannot say I try too hard to know."
>>109320
Iron nods approvingly
"Surprised you could withstand many metal bits on you."
He looks at its treated body, not knowing its current state.
"I feel fine. I can still run and punch. That is what matters."
He decides to press on the mission details, looking quite serious.
"I heard you were looking for ponies for yet another mission of your marefriend's faction. Do you have a time and date to execute the plan yet?"
Iron shrugs.
"I cannot say I try too hard to know."
>>109320
Iron nods approvingly
"Surprised you could withstand many metal bits on you."
He looks at its treated body, not knowing its current state.
"I feel fine. I can still run and punch. That is what matters."
He decides to press on the mission details, looking quite serious.
"I heard you were looking for ponies for yet another mission of your marefriend's faction. Do you have a time and date to execute the plan yet?"
>>109325
He glances at his direction, nodding.
"There were some 'muggers' that tried to take something from me. They were easy pickings, all things considered."
He glances at his direction, nodding.
"There were some 'muggers' that tried to take something from me. They were easy pickings, all things considered."
>>109326
Silver's eyes widened. "Huh. In that case, I am especially glad that you are alive and well."
Silver's eyes widened. "Huh. In that case, I am especially glad that you are alive and well."
>>109323
>>109321
The door is unlocked.... What they see when they open the door is at once both astonishing and expected
In black gossamer, melded to the rear wooden wall of the shed is a large... cocoon like entity. Black on the edges, with thin transparent green tinted front that shapes itself around a pony - grey and brown maned. The pony stands straight up with hooves to his side, with eyes wide open. They are glossed over white, and the pony is suspended in a transparent liquid. It looks like looking at a pony in an open coffin, standing up, if that coffin were of biological matter. That is not the only black gossamer cocoon - a consistency on it about like a spaider web. Immediately next to it is a thinner one, which conforms the shape of a light pink mare with blonde mane. She is upside down. Her eyes, likewise, are wide open, almost looking like those of a dead fish with something covering them. She, too, is suspended in some sort of liquid.
The ground of the shed is hard dirt with a covering of gravel, no snow. And lying on this snow, towards the front, is another pony. It's the red wine colored pony - the one they met earlier. He, and he alone has closed eyes, although his mouth is open, and his tongue is hanging out,. His head and shoulders are free, and there is an attempt to keep his hooves together in the casket-like stance of the other two. His lower body is already covered in the black and white gossamer, like a giant fly trapped in a much bigger spider web, in the process of being wrapped up to become a meal, his life fluids slowly drained
>>109321
The door is unlocked.... What they see when they open the door is at once both astonishing and expected
In black gossamer, melded to the rear wooden wall of the shed is a large... cocoon like entity. Black on the edges, with thin transparent green tinted front that shapes itself around a pony - grey and brown maned. The pony stands straight up with hooves to his side, with eyes wide open. They are glossed over white, and the pony is suspended in a transparent liquid. It looks like looking at a pony in an open coffin, standing up, if that coffin were of biological matter. That is not the only black gossamer cocoon - a consistency on it about like a spaider web. Immediately next to it is a thinner one, which conforms the shape of a light pink mare with blonde mane. She is upside down. Her eyes, likewise, are wide open, almost looking like those of a dead fish with something covering them. She, too, is suspended in some sort of liquid.
The ground of the shed is hard dirt with a covering of gravel, no snow. And lying on this snow, towards the front, is another pony. It's the red wine colored pony - the one they met earlier. He, and he alone has closed eyes, although his mouth is open, and his tongue is hanging out,. His head and shoulders are free, and there is an attempt to keep his hooves together in the casket-like stance of the other two. His lower body is already covered in the black and white gossamer, like a giant fly trapped in a much bigger spider web, in the process of being wrapped up to become a meal, his life fluids slowly drained
>>109329
Onyx, although expecting it, freezes at the sight for a moment before quickly trying to use his halberd to cut them out.
Onyx, although expecting it, freezes at the sight for a moment before quickly trying to use his halberd to cut them out.
[1d20 = 15]
>>109333
Checked....
Onyx's eye goes wide before he lets out a string of every cuss word he knows before attempting another.
>>109333
Checked....
Onyx's eye goes wide before he lets out a string of every cuss word he knows before attempting another.
>>109337
Silver shakes his head. "Brie I know is missing. Spark and Onyx might be with him, as well."
Silver shakes his head. "Brie I know is missing. Spark and Onyx might be with him, as well."
>>109342
"I was lucky ok? I don't even know what that iodine stuff does. I have no clue, but we need to treat that leg of his and get them back inside."
"I was lucky ok? I don't even know what that iodine stuff does. I have no clue, but we need to treat that leg of his and get them back inside."
>>109343
Silver takes a drink from his own whiskey. "Just remember, get behind me if bullets start flying. With luck, it will not come to that, though."
Silver takes a drink from his own whiskey. "Just remember, get behind me if bullets start flying. With luck, it will not come to that, though."
>>109349
"In broad strokes."
Iron leans in closer.
"I will be fine. Nothing some good old resting cannot cure later."
"In broad strokes."
Iron leans in closer.
"I will be fine. Nothing some good old resting cannot cure later."
>>109356
>>109352
The two ponies carry the stiff ponies further, towards the barn and towards the house, as the sheep near them. Then, a veil of green light comes over one of the sheep, and onyx can feel something tugging at him.
Have you ever had that feeling in a dream, or as you lie down on your bed, that you are falling down to the ground, even as your body remains in place? Onyx feels that way, tugged to the side while his body remains in place, as if by a hand that has been dipped in icy water.
Onyx falls to the ground
Spark's turn
>>109352
The two ponies carry the stiff ponies further, towards the barn and towards the house, as the sheep near them. Then, a veil of green light comes over one of the sheep, and onyx can feel something tugging at him.
Have you ever had that feeling in a dream, or as you lie down on your bed, that you are falling down to the ground, even as your body remains in place? Onyx feels that way, tugged to the side while his body remains in place, as if by a hand that has been dipped in icy water.
Onyx falls to the ground
Spark's turn
[1d20+3 = 18]
>>109359
I have may questions about the world where a pistol is weaker than a dagger with Spark's strength deficiency... but ok. Spark has had it with these changelings and decides that if any more are lurking around, they need to associate this ponies with pain.
Spark uses his last fire spell.
>>109359
I have may questions about the world where a pistol is weaker than a dagger with Spark's strength deficiency... but ok. Spark has had it with these changelings and decides that if any more are lurking around, they need to associate this ponies with pain.
Spark uses his last fire spell.
[4d6 = 12]
>>109360
It's fucking lit on fire, casting the snow in an orange light, as flames shoot up from teh changeling - tattered grey uniform and all
>>109360
It's fucking lit on fire, casting the snow in an orange light, as flames shoot up from teh changeling - tattered grey uniform and all
[1d20+4 = 5]
>>109358
The other sheep, with a glow of green from an invisible horn, pulls a rifle out from under the snow, levels it at Spark, and shoots
>>109358
The other sheep, with a glow of green from an invisible horn, pulls a rifle out from under the snow, levels it at Spark, and shoots
[1d20+11 = 29]
>>109371
Onyx rushes the changeling with the jammed rifle, raising his halberd up to swing.
>>109371
Onyx rushes the changeling with the jammed rifle, raising his halberd up to swing.
>>109373
Oh. Oh.....
Hit
The first Changeling backs up a couple feet, throws his hooves into the air, and starts speaking
Oh. Oh.....
Hit
The first Changeling backs up a couple feet, throws his hooves into the air, and starts speaking
>>109377
D-don't flatter yourself, b-baka!
I'd totally beat your flank!
THE CHANGELING'S RESISTING. USE MILITARY BRUTALITY WITH YOUR HOOVES!
D-don't flatter yourself, b-baka!
I'd totally beat your flank!
THE CHANGELING'S RESISTING. USE MILITARY BRUTALITY WITH YOUR HOOVES!
>>109377
>>109378
Second one is not out
The first one starts to Ramble
"Bitte, wir wollen Ihnen keinen Schaden zufügen. Wir sind Deserteure der neunzigsten Infanterie. Wir sind aus dem Bienenstock in Phantine. Wir wurden in Chrysalis 'Armee eingezogen, als sie unseren Bienenstock annektierte und in den Dienst zwang. Unsere Brigade wurde zerstreut, als die Crystal Empire-Theke außerhalb des Berges angriff. Wir sind seit Monaten im Wald unterwegs. Wir waren hungrig und kalt. Wir haben seit vielen Monaten nicht mehr gegessen...."
>>109378
Second one is not out
The first one starts to Ramble
"Bitte, wir wollen Ihnen keinen Schaden zufügen. Wir sind Deserteure der neunzigsten Infanterie. Wir sind aus dem Bienenstock in Phantine. Wir wurden in Chrysalis 'Armee eingezogen, als sie unseren Bienenstock annektierte und in den Dienst zwang. Unsere Brigade wurde zerstreut, als die Crystal Empire-Theke außerhalb des Berges angriff. Wir sind seit Monaten im Wald unterwegs. Wir waren hungrig und kalt. Wir haben seit vielen Monaten nicht mehr gegessen...."
>>109380
Damn it. They are the good guys. We just killed two of their own most likely. But Spark doesn't know that.
"I can't understand you. Throwing your gun down is a good first start. Now tell your friend to do that too."
Spark points to the other changeling.
>>109381
"Hey Onyx! I think this one is surrendering. See if the other one isn't so inclined."
Damn it. They are the good guys. We just killed two of their own most likely. But Spark doesn't know that.
"I can't understand you. Throwing your gun down is a good first start. Now tell your friend to do that too."
Spark points to the other changeling.
>>109381
"Hey Onyx! I think this one is surrendering. See if the other one isn't so inclined."
What does burning cockroach smell like? Onyx and Spark know. The two changelings are both wounded and neither has any visible weapons.
Onyx’s ability to see in color has just blinked out
>>109393
The second one, which had the rifle
Onyx’s ability to see in color has just blinked out
>>109393
The second one, which had the rifle
>>109397
No, Onyx can see, just not in color. He also has this strange feeling like what little joy he had has been sucked right out. Probably needs more vodka
Anyways, there are two changelings still there in front of him
>>109398
>hauls
Not so easy. They are not tied up or anything, and are still up and able
No, Onyx can see, just not in color. He also has this strange feeling like what little joy he had has been sucked right out. Probably needs more vodka
Anyways, there are two changelings still there in front of him
>>109398
>hauls
Not so easy. They are not tied up or anything, and are still up and able
>>109398
"Alright"
Onyx grumbles as he hauls the two ponies onto his back, and roughly guides the changeling back to the cabin.
"Alright"
Onyx grumbles as he hauls the two ponies onto his back, and roughly guides the changeling back to the cabin.
>>109399
The one that surrendered should come along well enough, especially to get out of the snow for a while.
But whether or not the changeling is hauled along, Spark takes the pony inside.
The one that surrendered should come along well enough, especially to get out of the snow for a while.
But whether or not the changeling is hauled along, Spark takes the pony inside.
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>>109410
Onyx ignores them for now and hauls the two ponies inside
"I wish that bat was here right about now."
Onyx ignores them for now and hauls the two ponies inside
"I wish that bat was here right about now."
>>109411
The two ponies are dragged up, and in. Onyx feels much weaker than before, with a slower heart beat
The two ponies are dragged up, and in. Onyx feels much weaker than before, with a slower heart beat
Calling it early tonight.
Hopefully the monthly trio can return.
Hopefully the monthly trio can return.
>>109416
Not exactly bug bait, but maybe they will understand.
Spark goes back to the door and places a turnip at the door and pats beside it.
Not exactly bug bait, but maybe they will understand.
Spark goes back to the door and places a turnip at the door and pats beside it.
>>109418
"They might be useful. If they can give us a map or some way to avoid patrols, then our mission might just have a chance at success."
"They might be useful. If they can give us a map or some way to avoid patrols, then our mission might just have a chance at success."
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