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Onyx, Spark and Brie settle down for the night in a cabin in the woods along with a set of recently rescued ponies, saved from Changeling cocoons, as well as the changelings who sought to take them captive, who are themselves locked away as captives.
In Baltimare, Silver, Dark Star, Iron, and now Midnight Lily do their last preparations before seeking to take on a creature smuggling operation in a port-side neighborhood
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>>114898
Darn. I thought that was the name. Now I'm embaressed. But maybe it could be a nickname.
Spark goes over and hugs him.
"Does this help any?"
Darn. I thought that was the name. Now I'm embaressed. But maybe it could be a nickname.
Spark goes over and hugs him.
"Does this help any?"
>>114901
He feels strangely cold and shaking. He pulls back, and resists at first. But finally, he says
“.... Yes”
He coat looks dulled
He feels strangely cold and shaking. He pulls back, and resists at first. But finally, he says
“.... Yes”
He coat looks dulled
[1d20+2 = 18]
>>114910
Strength: Silver attempts to remove the last remaining bar to give them some room.
>>114910
Strength: Silver attempts to remove the last remaining bar to give them some room.
>>114914
Dawson:
“Safer? The Hegemony forces don’t appreciate you leaving your house, let alone going across provinces and tryin’ to cross the border.”
>>114915
>>114916
The two wade through the water. In this part of the tunnel, it is dark. Very dark. The water is cold, and sometimes, they can feel something in the water. Zekker is a bit quieter than Silver.
Dawson:
“Safer? The Hegemony forces don’t appreciate you leaving your house, let alone going across provinces and tryin’ to cross the border.”
>>114915
>>114916
The two wade through the water. In this part of the tunnel, it is dark. Very dark. The water is cold, and sometimes, they can feel something in the water. Zekker is a bit quieter than Silver.
>>114917
"The Hegemony can't hurt you once you cross the border, and I have a bit of a knack for talking ponies through. I got 3 ponies that were previously reject from crossing to go through with a piece of paper and a smile. I could get you through if you wanted to go."
"The Hegemony can't hurt you once you cross the border, and I have a bit of a knack for talking ponies through. I got 3 ponies that were previously reject from crossing to go through with a piece of paper and a smile. I could get you through if you wanted to go."
>>114918
This must come as a bit of surprise to Red Wine, because he has a look of partial astonishment
“Huh... Well, there’s still getting there. And once you get over, then what? Where do you live? Where do you work?”
This must come as a bit of surprise to Red Wine, because he has a look of partial astonishment
“Huh... Well, there’s still getting there. And once you get over, then what? Where do you live? Where do you work?”
Okay... I have to go to sleep
You May as well declare your next actions
You May as well declare your next actions
>>114925
>>114926
The tunnel, at least for this span, is dark and damp. There is, at the far end, a light shining. But unlike the metaphorical light at the end of the tunnel, this one offers no cause for optimism. Despite an entry that implies a circle, past the concrete entryway the tunnel is old stone with ragged edges, with come down . The stone at the very bottom is stained an almost black where the water touches it, and and the color lightens towards the top until a final stain line ends just barely before the top. The bare top is white. Along parts of the wall there are black-orange stains of old iron bands that probably once held torches back in the days when this site belonged to the Principality and was part of the defense against the dragons, or perhaps in the first century it belonged to the city. The water is kind of deep, going almost up to Dark Star’s barrel, but not past that. It has an unpleasant chill, and smell of both salt and whatever else pollutes the harvor it flows out of the Hayseed river
>>114926
The tunnel, at least for this span, is dark and damp. There is, at the far end, a light shining. But unlike the metaphorical light at the end of the tunnel, this one offers no cause for optimism. Despite an entry that implies a circle, past the concrete entryway the tunnel is old stone with ragged edges, with come down . The stone at the very bottom is stained an almost black where the water touches it, and and the color lightens towards the top until a final stain line ends just barely before the top. The bare top is white. Along parts of the wall there are black-orange stains of old iron bands that probably once held torches back in the days when this site belonged to the Principality and was part of the defense against the dragons, or perhaps in the first century it belonged to the city. The water is kind of deep, going almost up to Dark Star’s barrel, but not past that. It has an unpleasant chill, and smell of both salt and whatever else pollutes the harvor it flows out of the Hayseed river
>>114931
"Ditto." Silver considers the issue of the pony/griffin that saw them. "I do not know what to think about being spotted. Best we remain careful going forward."
"Ditto." Silver considers the issue of the pony/griffin that saw them. "I do not know what to think about being spotted. Best we remain careful going forward."
>>114940
"I can not remember that one. I am fairly certain this is just decayed plant material, anyways."
"I can not remember that one. I am fairly certain this is just decayed plant material, anyways."
>>114945
Then have her stay and continue to infiltrate. She doesn't have to abandon her efforts simply because of my incompetance ruining the mission.
Then have her stay and continue to infiltrate. She doesn't have to abandon her efforts simply because of my incompetance ruining the mission.
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Hello?
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>>114967
The not-mimic pony continues to look at you, as if expecting or waiting for something
>>114966
The not-mimic pony watches with wide eyes as the hoof closes in on her snootendootle, crossing them as they finally make contact. It feels soft, yet firm, and is covered with a thin film of what feels like saliva.
Before you have any time to react, the not-mimic pony takes a sudden sharp intake of breath and launches forward out of her chest, revealing that she was, in fact, a mimic all along. She grabs you and pulls you in, surrounding you in the velvetty embrace of her home. It does indeed feel like a mouth, with the mimic serving as a tongue. The mimic wraps herself around you, her tongue-shaped hair caressing your other side. In an instant you are covered in saliva. She is very soft, but has enough substance to make it feel like she is actually there.
As you cuddle, your heart feels slightly more full than it was before, even if your pockets seem just a bit more empty now.
Lose 200 Gold
Gain +1 Cuddle
Gain +1 Friend
The not-mimic pony continues to look at you, as if expecting or waiting for something
>>114966
The not-mimic pony watches with wide eyes as the hoof closes in on her snootendootle, crossing them as they finally make contact. It feels soft, yet firm, and is covered with a thin film of what feels like saliva.
Before you have any time to react, the not-mimic pony takes a sudden sharp intake of breath and launches forward out of her chest, revealing that she was, in fact, a mimic all along. She grabs you and pulls you in, surrounding you in the velvetty embrace of her home. It does indeed feel like a mouth, with the mimic serving as a tongue. The mimic wraps herself around you, her tongue-shaped hair caressing your other side. In an instant you are covered in saliva. She is very soft, but has enough substance to make it feel like she is actually there.
As you cuddle, your heart feels slightly more full than it was before, even if your pockets seem just a bit more empty now.
Lose 200 Gold
Gain +1 Cuddle
Gain +1 Friend
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Nopony wants to play tonight, right?
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>>114994
Nono! I assembled the furniture that you store clothing in. I didn't do anything with clothing.
I suppose you call it dressers.
Nono! I assembled the furniture that you store clothing in. I didn't do anything with clothing.
I suppose you call it dressers.
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>boops everyone
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