/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal

>>115620
>>115632
Sorry i was gone.
go on without me. im a failure at life.

>>115635
Iron stops his walking, unsure of his predicament.
(I should wait on fetching the clothes if the boss is not here.)
How far is Iron from the church?

>>115636
I can tell you from my own personal experience: you aren't.

>>115637
It’s some blocks over, about three south and one west, but it’s a long block west as the road kind of forks off diagonally as it goes south

>>115639
How conspicuous is a large Earth Poner holding a cart almost about to burst with 'clothing'?

>>115636
Besides, if you go, then Silver will be all on his own.

>>115640
Rather high. But they might just think he’s homeless, mentally ill, or just burglarized somewhere

>>115642
>mentally ill
I may have to pull out the 'you're a mare/chick/female all along' spiel again
:3

Iron decides to test his luck and walk over to the church.

>>115641
i'll continue, i just need a few minutes to compose myself.

>>115644
Okay, but I have to go to sleep. Feel free to make a response so I can see one tomorrow

>>115644
Alright, buddy. Hope you get better soon.

>>115645
And sleep well.

>>115645
oh ok. Goodnight
>>115646
i'lltry

>>115630
"How they mean? they hurt you?"
>>115632
"They cruel."

>>115650
Hi Starry

>>115651
Hey Iron-y

>>115650
>>115651
Hello

>>115653
Heyo GMo

>>115653
>>115654
>>115655
Hello!

Um... does anypony want to play this weekend?

>>115657
I Drank Some covfefe so yes.

>>115657
Sure.

>>115657
Sure. I'm up for it

Alright, so I think Iron (and Midnight?) are going for the church, and Silver and Dark Star have been talking to Mala

>>115661
Correct. I wanna see Griff Skies. Ask remaining party's whereabouts as well as extraction of clothing and griffon prisoners.

>>115661
What did it look like the tether was made out of?

>>115665
It’s black and flat, looks approximately closest to a black cotton dog least, maybe it’s a leather belt

>>115664
Alrighty, let's test luck
[1d20 = 7]
<Trying to reach the chick through happenstance

>>115666
Alright then. Now, all we need to do is wait for a response to what Dark Star said...if there is any.

>>115658
>>115665
In the three or so minutes Dark Star and Silver have been conversing, the general body language of Mala evidences that he is of some sort of lower social standing. He acts generally intimidated, and that he sonehow expects the visitors of his room to have more privileges than he.

>>115649
“Well... sometimes, if I don’t do my work like they want me to... they live here with me and make me clean things up. The creatures in the society kind of just lump us together though. They assume we are a family, and that they are my older siblings.”

>>115670
"I iz sorry. dat must make yous mad huh?"

>>115670
"You mind if I have closer look at that tether?"

>>115672
“Well, it’s not really all that bad. I am not living out on the streets.”

>>115673
“Uh... I’m not entirely sure they would like it... but okay”

>>115674
>>115672
Silver trots up to him, looking at the tether keeping him where he is. He is still looking to Dark Star for guidance on what they should do.

>>115674
"But they treat you like slave... you deserve betta."

>>115677
Big meanie!

>>115677

>>115676
“....”
He is silent for this

>>115675
When he realizes Silver’s intent, he moves forward, and moves his back and rear sort of towards Silver, as if blocking him from advancing much further

>>115677

>>115679
Silver just gives him a slightly-annoyed look in response.

>>115679
"Somting rong?"

>>115680
>>115681
“What? No.”

At least the thethered leg is nearer Silver now

>>115682
No, he is facing Silver, he just turned his body almost sideways

>>115683
"Would you like to be free from here?"

>>115685
“Well... where would I go? I don’t think the others would approve. And Equestria isn’t exactly the most welcoming place for a gnoll”

>>115686
"Well you could come with us."

>>115687
He tilts his head at Zekker, and repeats back to him in the form of a question something Zekker told him earlier
“Pony slaves?”

>>115667
>>115677
It doesn’t seem like Iron is likely to be very successful

>>115689
"Well i haven't been entirely truthful with you and i'm sorry for that. I'm not a zebra this is just a disguise. i work for the government and i'm here to shut these slavers down. i'm willing to bet that if you help us here that the government would welcome you with open forelegs. im sure a strong fella like yourself could do a lot of good by helping us free some slaves."

>>115690
Darn.
Iron huffs, deciding that he could wait until Griff Skies approaches.
(I hate wait times.)
[1d20 = 1]
<Here goes Iron tempting fate again

>>115692
Welp, we're fucked

>>115691
“....”

>>115693
Midnight may have more success

>>115694
"its a lot to take in i know. but you would have to live like a slave chained up in a Dank Dark sewer."

>>115695
Let's hope...
[1d20 = 10]

>>115696
He has a look of pure terror. Whereas before he seems guarded but willing to come physically close to the two ponies, he now runs under the nearest bed over to the right. Or tries to, anyways

>>115697
Does midnight have any special plans of ideas on what to do?

“[b]Yoo-weep. Yoo-weep!”

>>115698
Iron is confused.
(What is that noise?)
...No clue here either

>>115698
Nope, Midnight really hasn't a clue on what they should do

>>115698
Dark Star Frowns

>>115699
sigh

>>115701
Dark Star (and Silver if he’s still here) hear Mala make a loud “yoo-weep, yoo-weep” yelping sound

[1d20+5 = 13]
>>115702
"Mala, stop,we can be friends."
Diplomacy

>>115702
Oh, so that's what the noise was. I only knew that Skies should be able to extract clothing and prisoners, which was my idea, but luck isn't on my side, sadly
Iron's ears swivel.
"I hear some sort of strange sound."
He wonders if he should follow with a cart full of clothes and prisoners.

Do either silver or Midnight wish to do anything????

>>115704
Iron doesn’t hear shit. The spacing on a phone and linking posts just works weirdly

>>115705
Well alright then.
Nevermind my actions, then.
Can I roll luck to get Griff Skies to my position? It's not like he's hidden.

>>115705
I dunno what to do

[1d20-1 = -7]
>>115705
I mean, I could make a diplomacy roll, I guess, but there'e a reason I try to leave those to other players.

>>115706
He isn’t, but Skies should be mobile or have moved away(because I knew what would have happened if Silver and Dark Star has stayed)

>>115707
Pretend like griff Skies is a mango

>>115708
Or you can roll play the interaction. Diplomacy, bluff, or something more physical

>>115710
Silver backs away, trying to look as non-threatening as possible in order to get him to stop.

>>115703
>>115712
His black muzzle and head appear from under the bed frame, and his ears flick up as well, no longer restricted by the shirt stature of the bed. He looks directly at Dark Star

>>115713
"i promise you a better life than this, i swear on my mother, she's not with us any more. i take this vow very seriously."
Dark Star makes eye contact with him.

>>115709
>>115707

I know!

Iron decides that being loud is probably the best solution to attract all kinds of attention.
"God forbid!" He points to the sky. "Look, the Skies are Blue! WOAH!"
He starts walking in circles.
"I cannot believe the Skies were Blue all this time!"
He forcefully takes a hold of Midnight with a foreleg while still pointing at the sky.
"Look! Blue Skies! Have you heard?!"

>>115715
Midnight looks at him like he's lost it.
"Iron, are you okay? The skies are always blue..."

>>115716
Iron smiles, then whispers to her.
"It is a secret way to summon the boss of this operation."
>>115717
Iron points at the sky, yodelling with the lungs of a trained Earth Pony
"Blue Skies! Blue Skies! Look at the Blue Skies!"

>>115714
He looks up at Dark Star with big, brown eyes, not seening to fully believe that Dark Star and Silver will take his interests to heart

>>115718
A griffin walks by, looks at the pony dragging a large laundry cart down city streets yelling “blue skies!” Into the air, and then continues walking along

>>115718
"I... I do not see how this is going to work..."

>>115719
>>115720
Iron frowns.
"I had faith that would work..."
He ponders a bit, then smiles.
"Ah ha! Let us scream specist pegasi remarks. That will surely drag her to us."

>>115719
Dark Star kneels down a few feet away from the bed to give him space.
"I Swear to you,mala. i have no intentions of harming you."
"Think of all the Good that can be done, you can save innocent lives. you'd be a hero."

>>115721
"Iron... That is a terrible idea"

>>115719
Silver smiles softly at him. "We will not force you into anything. We only ask that you show us same trust we are showing you."

>>115723
Iron frowns.
"The debriefing never talked about pony immigrants being a majority here. It is not like there are other pegasi living here, right?"

>>115725
"Yes, but what griffon is going to respond to those remarks?"

>>115726
Iron ponders a bit, looking forwards.
"We could flatter any griffon bystanders by remarking their positives, like claws, being stronger than pegasi and overall stating griffons are pegasi but better. That kind of stuff."

>>115722
When Dark Star approaches closer, he nearly lunges out towards Dark Star, and Dark Star could be forgiven for thinking he intended to bite his face. But he does not pull himself entirely out from under the bed, nor does he close the distance between the two entirely, once he stops Dark Star from walking too far. He keeps his body close to the ground. It’s kind of an unsettling posture, like a cornered animal, and in this position he is threatening in a way he hasn’t been before.

At Dark Star’s words (and Silver’s he mouths something back, though he seems unwilling to put it into words
“Will the ponies... really be willing to let me go?”

>>115728
Dark Star doesn't flinch
"I Will make them if i must, but it won't come to that. ponies are nice."

>>115728
>>115729
Silver nods. "Give them chance. We will do best we can to help you."

>>115729
>>115730
He comes out and stands up, clearly terrified
“Okay...”

>>115731
Dark star calmly, non Threateningly stands up and gives him space

>>115727
"Hmmm, Okay. That might work... Maybe..."

>>115732
He stands up and moves nearer Dark Star and Silver, and he moves his brown, almost black eyes behind the cabinet than to the large freezers on the left, then to Silver, then to Dark Star.
“What are you proposing?”

>>115734
"A Partnership."

>>115734
>>115733
Iron nods, then takes a big breath.
"I cannot stop thinking these griffons are better than pegasi these days!" he says loudly to Midnight.
"They can fly, use claws and have way stronger bodies than puny pegasi! They are no match to them!"
Let's see if I am a good Skies reader.

>>115734
>>115735
Silver nods. "We are trying to put end to what these griffons are doing on civilian government's orders. Your perspective on what they have been doing would be invaluable to that objective. In exchange, we would do best we can to get you normal life."

>>115735
>>115737
He walks forward, and almost between the two. In most of the time talking, he has been kind of physically assertive with his body, coming rather close. At this point, he nears the end of his tether, which is stretched out to the bed

“... Alright” he sounds skeptical, but accepting

>>115736
Hmmm...

>>115738
Silver nods at him, and pulls out his survival knife, using the seration to cut the tether.

>>115738
Ds extends his hoof for a hoof shake slowly and non threateningly.
i don't know how much longer i can stay awake.

>>115738
>>115733
I'll just spout out more Skies-angering words just to add some more bait on the table.
"Unlike those pegasi weaklings, the griffons are some of the toughest, bravest winged folk I have had the pleasure of meeting! I bet even the strongest pegasi would rather fly away in fear before facing the mighty griffon head on!"

Maybe another post or two, but I am going to sleep soon

>>115740
He hesitates for a moment, then shakes paws with Dark Star

>>115739
He lifts the rear leg up slightly, and sort of flinches, but the tether is cut and his paws return down

>>115741
Iron shall face the consequences of his words soon enough

>>115742
How about I make it worse?

"Pegasi are the most distrustful ponies I have ever seen! Once, they hit me in the neck after being severely wounded and ran away! Only cowards would dare strike opponents unawares!"

I'm surprised no one has come out yet.
I expected peeps to be less busy.

I've got a thing I need to do today around 4, yeah.

>>115745
>>115744
Hey fellas. i fell asleep last night my bad.

>>115746
Is good. Nothing else happened last night.
Although Iron's really playing with fire right now. All for a good cause, of course.

>>115744
Hello

>>115748
Heyo GMo
Ready to beat this iron into a sword?

>>115748
Henlo

>>115748
Heyo!

Wish me luck, going to have a job interview later.

>>115751
Huzzah! Good luck!

Any action to declare in response to the last I responded post?

>>115752
Nothing really substantial, just waiting on Dark Star to get ready to continue.

Silver takes a deep breath, wincing as he feels his broken rib.

>>115747
Hmmmmmmmm
>>115742
"I Hope we Can be Friends for a long time mala."
Dark Star shakes back

>>115754
>>115755
Mala takes a ragged breath, then responds
“But the others. They are around, or should be back from their rounds soon”

>>115749
Uh

>>115756
You mean zero sight from Skies?
I'd assume she'd at least pretend to be so into it if griff, lure him into an alleyway and then asking what the bleep was that specist remarks all about?

>>115756
"Oh we caged them already."

>>115758
He blinks
“What”

>>115759
"You mean the other gnolls right? they had a kirin in a cell earlier. we got her out of there and locked them up."

>>115760
“Oh... okay... you say you are from the government?”

>>115761
"Yes, Yes i am."

>>115762
“Are they okay? What will happen to them?”

>>115763
Back, sorry
"They Atacked us. so we fought back. the female almost died, so my friend here gave her a potion and now they're locked up."

>>115763
>>115764
Silver points to his back. "She bit me good. Might have even broken rib, from way it feels."

>>115765
Dark Star motion to the hole the spear left.

>>115765
He looks over at the bite wound
“That must have been Mohlokomeli. She really got you there... I’m surprised you got this far.”

>>115766
He looks at the hole
“That one looks as if partly healed. Did you take that a while ago?”

>>115767
"yea around the same time that silver got bit. i got stabbed, i drank a potion that helps wounds heal."

>>115768
“Oh... Who is Silver?” He asks

>>115766
>>115765
“There were more of us, but the army stormed the building upstairs a while back... They did not survive”

>>115767
"I have gotten worse. I will live." He motions to a sightly older wound on one of his rear legs where it looks like somepony took a chunk out of his leg with a hoof. It hasn't healed yet, but it's not bleeding anymore.

>>115769
Silver raises his hoof. "That would be me."

>>115769
""I'm sorry to hear that."
Dark Star looks at him knowingly
"were they all like the other 2?"

>>115770
>>115771
>>115772
Mala comes closer, probably uncomfortably closer, and extends his muzzle towards Silver. He is sniffing Silver. And Mala himself seems to exude some odor that is probably unique to that creature

>>115772
“If you mean they were strong and trusted, yes. One of them was Crocuta, like Mohlokemeli and Mohlabani, while one of them was Kaftar, like me.”

>>115773
>unique
You mean smelly?
Onion smelly or lemon smelly?

>>115773
Silver seems curious and maybe just a little weirded out, but he lets him. "Part of your culture, I suppose?"

>>115775
“No.... It’s not infected. But that one on your back might”

>>115773
"Were you friends with them?"

>>115777
“They were, but they survived”

>>115776
Silver raises an eyebrow, and turns his head around to look at the wound.

>>115778
"They survived? where are they now?"

>>115780
He is silent for a second, and then says
“Oh. I misunderstood. You meant the two that died. I was kind of more of... comrades? Coworkers? I don’t know about ‘friends’ with them”

>>115779
It’s still untreated, and pretty bad, showing bad on Silver’s back

[1d20+7 = 19]
>>115781
Heal: While there's a lull in the action, Silver gets out his medical supplies, and attempts to treat the wound.

>>115782
Wipe the wound, a bit of painful rubbing alcohol... does Silver want to go through the trouble of stitches? Because he needs them

>>115783
If the others can keep an eye on things, I suppose. It'll be unpleasant, but at least he has a bottle of whiskey with which to numb himself.

>>115783
>>115784
The real question is if it'll be another roll or if the previous roll will cover it.

>>115781
"Who were you speaking about?"

>>115784
>>115785
Now enters Khoi Lua. She’s been silently, or mostly silently, emoting as the ponies in front of her experiment with an inclusive interpretation of ‘friendship.’ She was shocked to see the hyena, comfortable to keep a distance, disgusted by parts of the room and his evident meat eating, a bit afraid he may try something when he jumped out from under the bed, and remains suspicious of the new ‘friend.’ But she actively approaches Silver as Silver pulls out needles
“Let me help you”
‘Help’ sounds a bit like ‘hell’ in her accent, but with purple magic, she picks up the needles, and goes to Silver’s back

>>115786
“... I’m confused”

>>115787
"So am i."

>>115787
Silver steels himself. "You have experience with this sort of thing?"

>>115789
“I have done before, yes. To sisters in village”

>>115790
"Alright. I trust you."

>>115791
This she goes about carefully placing a needle into Silver’s skin
“You have lot of fur” she says, seeming to have some difficulty, but proceeding nevertheless

>>115792
"Yeah...winter coat..." He's trying to focus and keep from flinching.

>>115788
And so ends that conversation unless Dark Star wants to add anything or do anything

>>115793
She continues. It hurts. It already hurt, but now he can imagine what is going on, a small needle in his skin.

“Does it get cold here?”

>>115794
That's it. im not sure what else to say to mala for now.

>>115794
Being stitched up in the middle of a situation like this isn't new to him, though it is the first time in a long time someone else has done it for him. As he focuses on blocking out the pain, he tries his best to speak. "Here, no. Where my people are from, yes."

>>115796
“Where you from?” She asks, trying to make talk as she does her work

>>115795
Mala has a question for Dark Star
“So... what exactly do we do from here?”

>>115799
"St. Petershoof, Severyana, to Northeast of Equestria. It can get very cold in winter, up there."

>>115799
"Continue heading through the tunnels, to end the traffickers stealth-fully."

>>115801
“End them?”

>>115800
“Oh, I have never heard of it”
Almost done

>>115802
Silver isn't focused on when it will end, only on keeping calm. "I miss my home. It has been lost for long time."

>>115803
“I can understand...” she says. Softly. Sadly

>>115802
"Yes, end them or their business. i'm fine with either. as long as the trafficking stops and the ponies of Baltimare will be safe from them."

>>115804
Silver nods, letting Khoi finish up.

>>115805
He nods, with a look showing that he expects the task to be challenging
“So what are you going to do with me?”

>>115806
“Okay... and there. Let me wipe it again so it does not get infected.”

>>115807
"Ah, thank you." He turns his head around to look at the results.

>>115807
"What do you mean?"

>>115809
“What happens to me?”
He points to himself with his right paw

>>115808
His fur is still bloody and messy, but she has sewed up a somewhat jagged line of white stitches across the deep bite mark. She soon adds a pad to try to cover it

>>115810
He nods. Given the circumstances, she managed rather well. "Thank you Khoi. You did well."

>>115810
"What ever you want to happen to you. you can roam Equestria or if you want you could come with us after e get out of here. or you might even be able to get a job helping the government."

>>115812
“... What is the plan tonight?”

>>115811
She places a hoof to her chest, and does a small bow

>>115813
Silver copies the motion, trying to show her some respect.

>>115813
"Well, we can always use more Hoov- er claws. im sure there are more hostile creatures ahead. how can you handle yourself in a fight?"

>>115815
“I don’t know...”

He goes back to the bed, and pulls something out. Another moment, and he has what looks to be a... scimitar? In a sheath
“Is... this necessary for... what’s the word? ‘Amnesty?’”

>>115814
She smiles at Silver, then gives an unpleasant look over at the gnoll with the sword

>>115816
Silver puts a hoof on her shoulder. "Please, give him chance. He was victim of those two gnolls like you were."

>>115816
"Nice Sword. You can bring it if you wish."

>>115818
He looks at Dark Star, not entirely understanding how to ask the question he desperately wants to ask
“Do I have to fight?”

>>115817
“No victim. One of them. They are no good in Zebrica, they are no good here”

>>115819
"Well i suppose not if you don't wish to. i'm not sure how many hits silver can take though."

>>115819
"So, they are from Zebrica?"

>>115820
"I will be fine. It is probably best that I handle any fights we get into. I am much sturdier than other."

>>115821
“So, what am I supposed to do?”
Asks Mala

>>115821
“Yes. At least their kind is from Zebrica”

>>115822
"Simple: we follow Dark Star's orders, we incapacitate any griffons we see, and we save any other captives."

>>115823
He looks at Silver for a lament, blinks, and says
“And that will get me amnesty?”

>>115824
"If you help, yes."

>>115825
“Okay... then I will help”

>>115825
>>115820
And with this, the ponies are presumably ready to go on to the next area

>>115826
Presumably. Now to wait on Dark Star.

>>115826
Wheres the next door?

>>115828
Across from their current position, and to the right

>>115829
>>115827
Dark star motions to the door

>>115830
...Which door?

>>115831
the one to the right
the one we havn't been through.

>>115832
Dark Star has also not been immediately across. They came from the left

[1d20+5 = 22]
>>115833
Dark Star listens at the door

>>115834
Which door?