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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>>109975
"So they are going to just trust ponies to waltz up to their HQ to drop off some foals and be on our way just because we had you speak some changeling tongue? Unless you convinced them of something I am not aware of..."
"So they are going to just trust ponies to waltz up to their HQ to drop off some foals and be on our way just because we had you speak some changeling tongue? Unless you convinced them of something I am not aware of..."
>>109976
Iron's face contorts into disgust yet again.
(I never heard Cauldron talking like that.)
"Are you sure they talk like that, Dark Star?"
Iron's face contorts into disgust yet again.
(I never heard Cauldron talking like that.)
"Are you sure they talk like that, Dark Star?"
>>109982
"...Well, perhaps you know more about how zebras talk here in Baltimare than I do, but I do not think I have ever heard zebra talk like that."
"...Well, perhaps you know more about how zebras talk here in Baltimare than I do, but I do not think I have ever heard zebra talk like that."
>>109951
She nods, again with her hoof at her chin
"That could work, again let's just hope they are still there afterwards"
>>109957
"Alright... let's hope no lasting harm is
done"
>>109966
>>109962
The following scene greets Brie when he enters the bedroom
It's a fairly small bedroom, wider than it is futher across, with at least one bunk bed against the wall, a couple windows that are partly iced over, and a missing bed. Simple wood floor, walls, and ceiling, giving the whole room a homogeneous look and nothing decorating the room besides the single remaining bunk bed, making it look pretty bare
The Changelings:
There are two of them, staring right at Brie and Spark
The left one has blue green eyes and a very degraded uniform that is mostly burnt. His carapace looks completely messed up, with deep black burns, dried blood, and parts of his carapace are torn because of presumably a lack of water as it wrinkles together. His wings are shriveled likewise, there is no way that pony is going to fly tonight. He still wears his Schwarmhelm helmet, which also has burns reducing some of the paint of it. Though he retains both eyes, one of them is swollen, and he keeps his lid half closed, as that eye has been damaged. It looks like it is leaking fluid. The black body - blacker from the burns - does at least have a slight bulge around the belly, so at least he has eaten very recently.
The second Changeling is to the right. His left set of hooves are poised forward in a manner that may not bring much comfort to his captors, like he is preparing to spring forward. This is likewise a fully grown drone, in a tattered, worn, and more than a little torn field grey military uniform, stained brown by mud - hopefully mud - over time. In the center of his chitinous barrel, his uniform is completely torn, and there is a bandage overtop made hastily from the cotton bandage of a first aid kit. This bandage has a bit of a blue stain to it, and this portion of its body looks collapsed in, like his whole exoskeleton has partly collapsed in in the middle. he takes short, fairly labored breathes, and sounds like he is in pain from wheezing. His eyes are an alconsuming blue. A deep blue, it looks kind of like a shallow pond late at night, where a lattern has lit up underneath it, as a point in each eye is a little brighter than the rest, getting darker the further it goes from the center. His face is unscathed. He too, wears the steel helmet. It's a bit worn and some paint has come off, but it looks like a better condition than the other
[Read more] She nods, again with her hoof at her chin
"That could work, again let's just hope they are still there afterwards"
>>109957
"Alright... let's hope no lasting harm is
done"
>>109966
>>109962
The following scene greets Brie when he enters the bedroom
It's a fairly small bedroom, wider than it is futher across, with at least one bunk bed against the wall, a couple windows that are partly iced over, and a missing bed. Simple wood floor, walls, and ceiling, giving the whole room a homogeneous look and nothing decorating the room besides the single remaining bunk bed, making it look pretty bare
The Changelings:
There are two of them, staring right at Brie and Spark
The left one has blue green eyes and a very degraded uniform that is mostly burnt. His carapace looks completely messed up, with deep black burns, dried blood, and parts of his carapace are torn because of presumably a lack of water as it wrinkles together. His wings are shriveled likewise, there is no way that pony is going to fly tonight. He still wears his Schwarmhelm helmet, which also has burns reducing some of the paint of it. Though he retains both eyes, one of them is swollen, and he keeps his lid half closed, as that eye has been damaged. It looks like it is leaking fluid. The black body - blacker from the burns - does at least have a slight bulge around the belly, so at least he has eaten very recently.
The second Changeling is to the right. His left set of hooves are poised forward in a manner that may not bring much comfort to his captors, like he is preparing to spring forward. This is likewise a fully grown drone, in a tattered, worn, and more than a little torn field grey military uniform, stained brown by mud - hopefully mud - over time. In the center of his chitinous barrel, his uniform is completely torn, and there is a bandage overtop made hastily from the cotton bandage of a first aid kit. This bandage has a bit of a blue stain to it, and this portion of its body looks collapsed in, like his whole exoskeleton has partly collapsed in in the middle. he takes short, fairly labored breathes, and sounds like he is in pain from wheezing. His eyes are an alconsuming blue. A deep blue, it looks kind of like a shallow pond late at night, where a lattern has lit up underneath it, as a point in each eye is a little brighter than the rest, getting darker the further it goes from the center. His face is unscathed. He too, wears the steel helmet. It's a bit worn and some paint has come off, but it looks like a better condition than the other
>>109996
"i just had an odd feeling, perhaps after we finish this round of drinks we should go check it out."
"i just had an odd feeling, perhaps after we finish this round of drinks we should go check it out."
>>110004
"If you say so." Silver very quickly downs the rest of his whiskey in one go, making a face and straining against the sudden strong burn in his throat. "Eugh...I hate doing that..."
"If you say so." Silver very quickly downs the rest of his whiskey in one go, making a face and straining against the sudden strong burn in his throat. "Eugh...I hate doing that..."
>>110004
Iron looks at his drink.
"Right. I forgot I had this."
He sips it all up but coughs slightly over the taste.
(Ugh, I hate these.)
Iron looks at his drink.
"Right. I forgot I had this."
He sips it all up but coughs slightly over the taste.
(Ugh, I hate these.)
>>109995
Blue Eyes is the first to respond, with a look of confusion. His voice is strange even for the standards of a Changeling, like he;s out of breath
"Sie sprechen Wechselbalg?"
Then, the burth blue-green eyed drone answers, and he answers in full, stopping at points as if to edit his remarks in real time
"Wir waren hungrig. Wir wurden vor einigen Monaten von unserer Gruppe getrennt und wollten nicht zurück. Wir fanden diese Hütte hier im Wald und sie hatte ein paar Ponys ..."
He looks as if he has more to say on this point, but he stops
"Siebenhundertvierundfünfzig und Achthundertneunundfünfzig hörten Geräusche. Sie gingen nachforschen, und es war dieses verdammte schwarze Pony. Er hat beide getötet. Wir haben uns als Schafe verkleidet, um zu entkommen, aber sie kamen schließlich zurück und fanden unsere seidene Beute ... sie fanden die Ponys. Wir griffen an und das Einhorn verbrannte mich, während mein Kamerad aufgespießt wurde"
[Read more] Blue Eyes is the first to respond, with a look of confusion. His voice is strange even for the standards of a Changeling, like he;s out of breath
"Sie sprechen Wechselbalg?"
Then, the burth blue-green eyed drone answers, and he answers in full, stopping at points as if to edit his remarks in real time
"Wir waren hungrig. Wir wurden vor einigen Monaten von unserer Gruppe getrennt und wollten nicht zurück. Wir fanden diese Hütte hier im Wald und sie hatte ein paar Ponys ..."
He looks as if he has more to say on this point, but he stops
"Siebenhundertvierundfünfzig und Achthundertneunundfünfzig hörten Geräusche. Sie gingen nachforschen, und es war dieses verdammte schwarze Pony. Er hat beide getötet. Wir haben uns als Schafe verkleidet, um zu entkommen, aber sie kamen schließlich zurück und fanden unsere seidene Beute ... sie fanden die Ponys. Wir griffen an und das Einhorn verbrannte mich, während mein Kamerad aufgespießt wurde"
>>110020
"Der erste sagte "We were hungry. We were separated from our group a few months ago and did not want to go back. We found this cabin here in the woods and she had a few ponies." der zweite sagte "Seven hundred fifty-four and eight hundred fifty-one heard noises. They went investigate, and it was that damn black pony. He killed both. We disguised ourselves as sheep to escape, but they finally came back and found our silken prey ... they found the ponies. We attacked and the unicorn burned me while my comrade was being impaled" Brie says dryly.
"Der erste sagte "We were hungry. We were separated from our group a few months ago and did not want to go back. We found this cabin here in the woods and she had a few ponies." der zweite sagte "Seven hundred fifty-four and eight hundred fifty-one heard noises. They went investigate, and it was that damn black pony. He killed both. We disguised ourselves as sheep to escape, but they finally came back and found our silken prey ... they found the ponies. We attacked and the unicorn burned me while my comrade was being impaled" Brie says dryly.
>>110000
Checked, kek, and why that response?
>>110017
Blue eyes moves back, locking his legs into position. Like he’s startled, but somehow more comfortable
“Bust du ein Wechselbalg?”
Blue Green adds his own:
“Wir waren aus neunzigster Infanterie. Wir wurden getrennt, als die Crystal-Ponys angegriffen wurden.”
Checked, kek, and why that response?
>>110017
Blue eyes moves back, locking his legs into position. Like he’s startled, but somehow more comfortable
“Bust du ein Wechselbalg?”
Blue Green adds his own:
“Wir waren aus neunzigster Infanterie. Wir wurden getrennt, als die Crystal-Ponys angegriffen wurden.”
>>110024
>Bust du ein Wechselbalg
"Nein, ich bin nur eine dumme Fledermaus mit mehr Verstand als Verstand"
>Blue green
"Ich weiß nichts über Kristallponys oder Infiltration. Ich bin hier auf einer Mission der Rache."
>Bust du ein Wechselbalg
"Nein, ich bin nur eine dumme Fledermaus mit mehr Verstand als Verstand"
>Blue green
"Ich weiß nichts über Kristallponys oder Infiltration. Ich bin hier auf einer Mission der Rache."
>>109982
>>109976
Blue Skies looks at Dark Stat strangely
>>109970
She drinks it
>>109987
“I mean.... I haven’t really lived in Baltimare very long”
>>110026
“Oh... okay.”
It is Brie’s answer to Blue Eyes that really let’s him feel it is okay to continue
“Bitte, wir sind Deserteure. Wir sind aus dem Bienenstock von Phalantine, und wir wurden gezwungen, der Hegemonie zu dienen, als unser Bienenstock annektiert wurde. Wir haben keine Streitigkeiten mit Ponys oder Equestria, die über unsere Ernährungsbedürfnisse hinausgehen. Wir wollen keine Ponys verletzen, es sei denn, wir müssen uns selbst verteidigen oder hungern. Wir sind in der Hegemonie nicht willkommen und streifen schon lange durch die Wälder.”
>>110032
Uh.....
[Read more] >>109976
Blue Skies looks at Dark Stat strangely
>>109970
She drinks it
>>109987
“I mean.... I haven’t really lived in Baltimare very long”
>>110026
“Oh... okay.”
It is Brie’s answer to Blue Eyes that really let’s him feel it is okay to continue
“Bitte, wir sind Deserteure. Wir sind aus dem Bienenstock von Phalantine, und wir wurden gezwungen, der Hegemonie zu dienen, als unser Bienenstock annektiert wurde. Wir haben keine Streitigkeiten mit Ponys oder Equestria, die über unsere Ernährungsbedürfnisse hinausgehen. Wir wollen keine Ponys verletzen, es sei denn, wir müssen uns selbst verteidigen oder hungern. Wir sind in der Hegemonie nicht willkommen und streifen schon lange durch die Wälder.”
>>110032
Uh.....
>>110033
Iron shrugs.
"I hope he is right. I do not want needless metal wounds on me for riling up zebras against us."
Iron shrugs.
"I hope he is right. I do not want needless metal wounds on me for riling up zebras against us."
>>110034
"Kind of hard not to feel pity on them. Must have been all of my classes in Harmony. Still, they shot at us. I won't feel sorry for lighting him on fire for it."
"Kind of hard not to feel pity on them. Must have been all of my classes in Harmony. Still, they shot at us. I won't feel sorry for lighting him on fire for it."
>>110041
I would still classify it as an attack as far as a pony would know.
And you should feel happy knowing that it hurts to combat your enemies. It's not an xp + gold sack.
I would still classify it as an attack as far as a pony would know.
And you should feel happy knowing that it hurts to combat your enemies. It's not an xp + gold sack.
"Oh quit yer crying, all of you! Oh boo hoo, I don't remember the first time I tieded mine own hoof-laces all by myselfs!" Brie says cutely and mockingly "When you're done, there's business to handle."
>>110051
Brie says to the changelings: Alles, was Sie tun müssen, um sich von Ihrem Karapize zu lösen, tun Sie es jetzt.
"Yes."
Brie says to the changelings: Alles, was Sie tun müssen, um sich von Ihrem Karapize zu lösen, tun Sie es jetzt.
"Yes."
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>>110055
"The crystal empire... One of the most beautiful places in Equestria. The architecture is just crystals and carved stone as far as the eye can see..."
Onyx stares off into space, seeming to forget about the colt.
"I wish I could go back"
"The crystal empire... One of the most beautiful places in Equestria. The architecture is just crystals and carved stone as far as the eye can see..."
Onyx stares off into space, seeming to forget about the colt.
"I wish I could go back"
Ur mom is post 778
Is onyx gonna have to start crying in memory of his home that he doesn't know if he'll return to?
>>110062
He places his little hooves on the couch next to Onyx
“That sounds beautiful. I wish I had been there. I’ve never been very far from the farm. The furthest I’ve been is to see the fair over in Whinnyapolis. We had Crystal Empire soldiers visit us during the war though. They were nice. Dad gave them some potatoes”
>>110063
>>110061
“Haben Sie uns nicht gebeten, unsere Panzer zu verlieren?”
Should be “carapace”
>>110072
Yes
[Read more] He places his little hooves on the couch next to Onyx
“That sounds beautiful. I wish I had been there. I’ve never been very far from the farm. The furthest I’ve been is to see the fair over in Whinnyapolis. We had Crystal Empire soldiers visit us during the war though. They were nice. Dad gave them some potatoes”
>>110063
>>110061
“Haben Sie uns nicht gebeten, unsere Panzer zu verlieren?”
Should be “carapace”
>>110072
Yes
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