Welcome back to Occupied Equestria
Dark Star, Silver, Iron, and Midnight continue their investigation and hopefully, the take down of a group of organized criminals who have taken up operations at an old fortress on the sea shore. They have already rescued a number of creatures and persuaded them to join in their efforts. Now, they most hope that they can strike with enough force, and quickly enough, to destroy the evil that has taken up residence there.
Up in the North, the ponies are waking up, ready for a new day
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New bread, neat.
>>117000
So, in the interest of not making you write each and every single document out, are the documents of any importance to their investigation? Any particular bits of information about this organization that may shed some light, or help to bring their end?
>>117000
So, in the interest of not making you write each and every single document out, are the documents of any importance to their investigation? Any particular bits of information about this organization that may shed some light, or help to bring their end?
>>117001 →
"Oh"
she looks at it
"Well thank you"
She looks to see how well it fits her
>>117003 →
She smiles back at him
>>117002
Unfortunately, that is a question that Silver must decide. They appear to be probably business records, and maybe some documents relating to the logistics of housing creatures in that location
"Oh"
she looks at it
"Well thank you"
She looks to see how well it fits her
>>117003 →
She smiles back at him
>>117002
Unfortunately, that is a question that Silver must decide. They appear to be probably business records, and maybe some documents relating to the logistics of housing creatures in that location
>>117006
Silver doesn't have the luxury of time in this regard to look through them. He takes what of them he can carry, figuring it's a matter for other ponies to look through.
Silver doesn't have the luxury of time in this regard to look through them. He takes what of them he can carry, figuring it's a matter for other ponies to look through.
>>117009
"Various documents, kinds of things for other ponies with more time than us to sort through."
"Various documents, kinds of things for other ponies with more time than us to sort through."
>>117012
Iron nods with a smile before rummaging another jacket with the second best protection, particularly for the far more agile Sands and Jubilosa.
Iron nods with a smile before rummaging another jacket with the second best protection, particularly for the far more agile Sands and Jubilosa.
>>117016
Oh boy.
[1d20 = 6]
<Maybe by waving my hooves, two sets of good armor for the NPC mares will appear in front of me
Oh boy.
[1d20 = 6]
<Maybe by waving my hooves, two sets of good armor for the NPC mares will appear in front of me
>>117018
Damn.
Iron takes the weaker leather clothing, trying to give it to Jubilosa.
"I hope this helps."
Damn.
Iron takes the weaker leather clothing, trying to give it to Jubilosa.
"I hope this helps."
Um.... Are Silver, Dark Star, or Midnight there?
>>117007
She takes it, looks back to Iron, and is a little unsatisfied with the jacket, but takes it nevertheless, trying to fit it
>>117007
She takes it, looks back to Iron, and is a little unsatisfied with the jacket, but takes it nevertheless, trying to fit it
>>117022
Iron chews his lip in dissatisfaction, but nods at her.
(I hope this actually gives her some protection.)
Finally, he turns to see Sands, wondering if she finally figured out the knives he gave her.
Iron chews his lip in dissatisfaction, but nods at her.
(I hope this actually gives her some protection.)
Finally, he turns to see Sands, wondering if she finally figured out the knives he gave her.
>>117026
Iron decides to search the room some more in case something may be missing that could be useful.
[1d20-1 = 17]
<Smol brain native digging through stuff like a hobo
Iron decides to search the room some more in case something may be missing that could be useful.
[1d20-1 = 17]
<Smol brain native digging through stuff like a hobo
>>117030
Iron smiles.
(Nice.)
He takes the restraints, putting them in his clothing, followed by skimming the papers in front of him as well as the mirror.
Iron smiles.
(Nice.)
He takes the restraints, putting them in his clothing, followed by skimming the papers in front of him as well as the mirror.
>>117035
The oldest documents, in a separate folder, are not receipts at all. Something about a "Mint Berry" admitted briefly after a bout of homelessness
The oldest documents, in a separate folder, are not receipts at all. Something about a "Mint Berry" admitted briefly after a bout of homelessness
>>117036
>Mint Berry
That name sounds familiar.
He inspects some of the older documents, trying to see if they can find a written document of one of the captives.
He beckons Skies over, hoping she knows if one of the ponies in this document is a missing pony.
>Mint Berry
That name sounds familiar.
He inspects some of the older documents, trying to see if they can find a written document of one of the captives.
He beckons Skies over, hoping she knows if one of the ponies in this document is a missing pony.
>>117038
Iron frowns.
"Help me out here, boss. I bet there is some written evidence of missing ponies in here."
And thus, his paper scanning commences.
[1d20-1 = 3]
<Natives are not meant to be assistants
Iron frowns.
"Help me out here, boss. I bet there is some written evidence of missing ponies in here."
And thus, his paper scanning commences.
[1d20-1 = 3]
<Natives are not meant to be assistants
>>117044
You know, the whole silence thing after passing the whiskey between the two of you. Kinda made me believe you went to bed.
You know, the whole silence thing after passing the whiskey between the two of you. Kinda made me believe you went to bed.
>>117039
>>117037
>>117042
>>117045
She silently looks over the documents, combing through them. At the end, she picks out a page, holds it before her with a hoof, and reads it in silence. After a minute, she lowers the document, sighs, and says solemnly
"I don't want to say they are the perfect victims... but the thing about illegal aliens is, the government doesn't really have papers proving they were there in the first place.
This... 'criminal enterprise,' seems to target mostly immigrants without papers and war refugees. These are people who have few relatives and connections to this land. No one would know that they are missing, because no one knew that they were there. Most of the creatures who know them live thousands of miles away, and even then, many of those creatures are either dead, living in a war zone, or in a dictatorship. Communication is poor.
Sure, Ponies notice them. The police see faces on the street, they eat food which travels by vans, they check into the hospitals, they use utilities and they rent out apartments. But they are not noticed as individuals. It's kind of like hearing the scratches mice make when they scurry through the walls. You know they are there, sure, but you don't see them. You don't even know how many there are. And so it is with these creatures. You never quite know if they were abducted, or if they just moved away.
And on top of all of this, this is a group that, if they survive and witness something, doesn't always want to go get help from the government. They are afraid they will be deported. If they report what they see, they will not want to go to court to testify. They live in the shadows. It's hard to see when one goes missing."
>>117037
>>117042
>>117045
She silently looks over the documents, combing through them. At the end, she picks out a page, holds it before her with a hoof, and reads it in silence. After a minute, she lowers the document, sighs, and says solemnly
"I don't want to say they are the perfect victims... but the thing about illegal aliens is, the government doesn't really have papers proving they were there in the first place.
This... 'criminal enterprise,' seems to target mostly immigrants without papers and war refugees. These are people who have few relatives and connections to this land. No one would know that they are missing, because no one knew that they were there. Most of the creatures who know them live thousands of miles away, and even then, many of those creatures are either dead, living in a war zone, or in a dictatorship. Communication is poor.
Sure, Ponies notice them. The police see faces on the street, they eat food which travels by vans, they check into the hospitals, they use utilities and they rent out apartments. But they are not noticed as individuals. It's kind of like hearing the scratches mice make when they scurry through the walls. You know they are there, sure, but you don't see them. You don't even know how many there are. And so it is with these creatures. You never quite know if they were abducted, or if they just moved away.
And on top of all of this, this is a group that, if they survive and witness something, doesn't always want to go get help from the government. They are afraid they will be deported. If they report what they see, they will not want to go to court to testify. They live in the shadows. It's hard to see when one goes missing."
>>117051
Iron curls his lips in frustration.
"So basically, this search is fruitless because they do not actually care about these ponies. Great."
He sighs dissapointedly, going back to the door of Records.
"I will wait for Star and Silver to finish up their rummaging to look out for any patrols that happen to pass by here," he states with the barest hint of morosity in his voice. "Come along, Sands."
And so, he opens the door and walks out, leaning against a wall next to it, eyes scanning the corridor.
Iron curls his lips in frustration.
"So basically, this search is fruitless because they do not actually care about these ponies. Great."
He sighs dissapointedly, going back to the door of Records.
"I will wait for Star and Silver to finish up their rummaging to look out for any patrols that happen to pass by here," he states with the barest hint of morosity in his voice. "Come along, Sands."
And so, he opens the door and walks out, leaning against a wall next to it, eyes scanning the corridor.
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I wanted to note that Midnight Lily has changed classes from Cleric to Paladin, so a slightly different pony
A couple changes to make note of in addition to class. She's now a pegasus, she now has two shortswords instead of her dagger and her pistol, but she does still have her necklace.
>>117051
Midnight shakes her head
"It is a sad life. Let us hope we can help them."
>>117051
Midnight shakes her head
"It is a sad life. Let us hope we can help them."
>>117052
"I would hardly call it 'fruitless'. There are shipping records that can help us tell what shipping companies they were using, who they were working with in Griffonia and Zebrica, and things like food purchases that can help us guess how many creatures are living here at any one time"
By this time Iron is already walking away, and Skies is talking to no one. So she just stops talking
>>117057
I don't know about all that...
>>117056
>>117057
"Well, it's definitely not helpful for our purposes"
"I would hardly call it 'fruitless'. There are shipping records that can help us tell what shipping companies they were using, who they were working with in Griffonia and Zebrica, and things like food purchases that can help us guess how many creatures are living here at any one time"
By this time Iron is already walking away, and Skies is talking to no one. So she just stops talking
>>117057
I don't know about all that...
>>117056
>>117057
"Well, it's definitely not helpful for our purposes"
>>117060
She closes her eyes, clenching her jaw as she listens to the voices.
"Shut up, shut UP"
She then looks back at Skies
"Then let us find a way to help them"
She closes her eyes, clenching her jaw as she listens to the voices.
"Shut up, shut UP"
She then looks back at Skies
"Then let us find a way to help them"
>>117061
Fuckin' Mala must be whispering
"There are ways indeed to help them"
Skies is silent for a moment, then returns
"There might be more upstairs"
>>117062
Sands gives an expression of surprise, evidently not anticipating being pet. Her eyes focus on the nearing hoof, her face moves away. But when the hoof comes, and it pets her, she realizes there is nothing to fear, and she lets him pet her, closing her eyes, and now placing her head closer to him.
Her hair is not the softest. If anything, it feels a bit ragged. Like it needs to be washed. Much the same with her hooves, which while belonging to a set of pretty feat, could stand to use a trim.
Off in the distance, further away, Iron can hear what does indeed sound like claw steps. Maybe it's up a set of stairs, maybe in the tunnel. But it's not in this hallway. Not in this little corridor. It's just him and Sands here for now
Fuckin' Mala must be whispering
"There are ways indeed to help them"
Skies is silent for a moment, then returns
"There might be more upstairs"
>>117062
Sands gives an expression of surprise, evidently not anticipating being pet. Her eyes focus on the nearing hoof, her face moves away. But when the hoof comes, and it pets her, she realizes there is nothing to fear, and she lets him pet her, closing her eyes, and now placing her head closer to him.
Her hair is not the softest. If anything, it feels a bit ragged. Like it needs to be washed. Much the same with her hooves, which while belonging to a set of pretty feat, could stand to use a trim.
Off in the distance, further away, Iron can hear what does indeed sound like claw steps. Maybe it's up a set of stairs, maybe in the tunnel. But it's not in this hallway. Not in this little corridor. It's just him and Sands here for now
>>117065
"Hmmm, fine. That is a good point."
Midnight looks around, not quite frantically yet, for the source of the voice.
"Hmmm, fine. That is a good point."
Midnight looks around, not quite frantically yet, for the source of the voice.
>>117063
Iron looks up to see Sands leaning in on the petting, causing him to smile a little.
(It is easy to handle a couple of ponies here and there. Manage their issues and such, and if it does not work, one simply fights the other to determine the victor, maybe cast him out.)
His hoof brushes along her mane, taking one step closer towards her to allow him more comfortable strokes.
(Little worlds, caring for themselves, not a big, unfeeling world of metal.)
Iron looks up to see Sands leaning in on the petting, causing him to smile a little.
(It is easy to handle a couple of ponies here and there. Manage their issues and such, and if it does not work, one simply fights the other to determine the victor, maybe cast him out.)
His hoof brushes along her mane, taking one step closer towards her to allow him more comfortable strokes.
(Little worlds, caring for themselves, not a big, unfeeling world of metal.)
>>117066
Mala is moving up from behind, evidently heading to the door after interesting himself in the cigars and whiskey. His voice is a little off for it. Khoi is already by the door. Her voice is definitely off for it. The voice sounded most like it came from just over Midnight's right shoulder. The best candidate for that is Meadows, who is over to the right. She is blinking and has a hoof on the shelf, probably testing out her vision. She's not finding the exit soon.
>>117067
Now, she takes a few steps closer, and leans into him. She wants him to stroke her mane
>>117068
"Oh Silver... You don't need to be that brave"
Mala is moving up from behind, evidently heading to the door after interesting himself in the cigars and whiskey. His voice is a little off for it. Khoi is already by the door. Her voice is definitely off for it. The voice sounded most like it came from just over Midnight's right shoulder. The best candidate for that is Meadows, who is over to the right. She is blinking and has a hoof on the shelf, probably testing out her vision. She's not finding the exit soon.
>>117067
Now, she takes a few steps closer, and leans into him. She wants him to stroke her mane
>>117068
"Oh Silver... You don't need to be that brave"
>>117070
Mala looks over, and speaks with his detached, defeated sounding voice
"That's the main dorm area. There might be some captives there. Same with the workshop. But it's nighttime, that's less likely"
Mala looks over, and speaks with his detached, defeated sounding voice
"That's the main dorm area. There might be some captives there. Same with the workshop. But it's nighttime, that's less likely"
>>117069
He nods. "I appreciate the thought, but it is better that I am one who gets hurt than rest of group. Do not worry, I am tough pony."
He nods. "I appreciate the thought, but it is better that I am one who gets hurt than rest of group. Do not worry, I am tough pony."
>>117069
Iron obviously obliges on Sands' request, accepting her leaning fully, deciding to sit down against the wall slowly to make sure Sands doesn't fall from his change in position and starts stroking her mane with his two hooves.
(A life like this, where a pony only needs a couple of other ponies with different skills and similar interests living off the land.)
Iron obviously obliges on Sands' request, accepting her leaning fully, deciding to sit down against the wall slowly to make sure Sands doesn't fall from his change in position and starts stroking her mane with his two hooves.
(A life like this, where a pony only needs a couple of other ponies with different skills and similar interests living off the land.)
>>117069
Midnight sighs at the group, before walking over to Meadows, making sure to make a few noises to announce her presence.
"I know I am asking a loaded question, but are you okay?"
Midnight sighs at the group, before walking over to Meadows, making sure to make a few noises to announce her presence.
"I know I am asking a loaded question, but are you okay?"
>>117072
She places a hoof behind his right ear in an almost petting action
"D'aww, you're adorable when you're so selfless. But seriously. Don't get killed"
>>117073
She sits down as well, up against Iron. Her mane is long, and could use a brushing. Khoi Lua walks by, looks over at the two, and expresses visible disgust at the public display of affection
>>117074
Meadows looks around, then points her head at Midnight. When midnight speaks, she smiles, as if joyed that she recognizes the shape in front of her as a pony.
"No... I... One of those monsters got me. A Rakshasa. I almost died. I think I am safe now, I hope."
She places a hoof behind his right ear in an almost petting action
"D'aww, you're adorable when you're so selfless. But seriously. Don't get killed"
>>117073
She sits down as well, up against Iron. Her mane is long, and could use a brushing. Khoi Lua walks by, looks over at the two, and expresses visible disgust at the public display of affection
>>117074
Meadows looks around, then points her head at Midnight. When midnight speaks, she smiles, as if joyed that she recognizes the shape in front of her as a pony.
"No... I... One of those monsters got me. A Rakshasa. I almost died. I think I am safe now, I hope."
>>117075
"I see, would you like me to assist you for the time being? Maybe later I can help to heal you as well."
"I see, would you like me to assist you for the time being? Maybe later I can help to heal you as well."
>>117075
Iron looks at Khoi quizzically at her expression as his hooves stroke her long mane and he rubs his coat lightly against hers.
"Is something the matter, Khoi?"
Iron looks at Khoi quizzically at her expression as his hooves stroke her long mane and he rubs his coat lightly against hers.
"Is something the matter, Khoi?"
>>117076
He blinks, then looks over to the right. Back the way they came
"You met all of the gnolls, right?"
>>117078
She just shakes her head, and walks forward a little. Sands seems to be enjoying it
"No pony has stroked my mane in a while"
>>117079
"Yes, I am ready"
She takes a few papers, and places them in a sack she has
>>117077
"Yes, if you can? You are... not a Rashaka too, are you?... Nevermind... Yes, I would be delighted"
He blinks, then looks over to the right. Back the way they came
"You met all of the gnolls, right?"
>>117078
She just shakes her head, and walks forward a little. Sands seems to be enjoying it
"No pony has stroked my mane in a while"
>>117079
"Yes, I am ready"
She takes a few papers, and places them in a sack she has
>>117077
"Yes, if you can? You are... not a Rashaka too, are you?... Nevermind... Yes, I would be delighted"
>>117080
Midnight gently lays a wing across the pony's shoulders, judging her reaction
"Of course I'm not, I just wish to help you if I can."
Midnight gently lays a wing across the pony's shoulders, judging her reaction
"Of course I'm not, I just wish to help you if I can."
>>117081
"Well, there were four of us...."
He looks away, and down
"Yeah, those were all of us that lived down here... But those who live up there, who are actually part of the Society... There are many of them, and they might find arms if they know danger is coming"
>>117082
She flinches a little, as she didn't seem to anticipate the touching
"I am... weak. I am afraid I will be a burden"
"Well, there were four of us...."
He looks away, and down
"Yeah, those were all of us that lived down here... But those who live up there, who are actually part of the Society... There are many of them, and they might find arms if they know danger is coming"
>>117082
She flinches a little, as she didn't seem to anticipate the touching
"I am... weak. I am afraid I will be a burden"
>>117080
Deciding that he should test the touching boundaries for Khoi later, Iron gives Sands a little smile and a chuckle.
"I can imagine."
He strokes for a little bit in silence.
"Do you have any loved ones you are eager to go back to?"
Deciding that he should test the touching boundaries for Khoi later, Iron gives Sands a little smile and a chuckle.
"I can imagine."
He strokes for a little bit in silence.
"Do you have any loved ones you are eager to go back to?"
>>117083
"A pony in need is never a burden to me. I have dedicated my life to helping others, and would be honored to help you."
"A pony in need is never a burden to me. I have dedicated my life to helping others, and would be honored to help you."
>>117084
She looks at him, and blinks. Then she opens her mouth as if to say something. But she just blinks again, and nothing comes out
>>117085
She is already standing, but when she lurches forward, she seems to raise in height half an inch, coming out of what must have been a resting stance. She walks a pace closer towards Midnight, placing her hoof in the air and gliding it over the ground as if feeling for any obstacles in her path. She wobbles almost like a newborn foal
"If you could just stop any others... from becoming like me..."
>>117086
He looks up, and places his teeth together - row after row, of unsettlingly sharp teeth - in a fearful wince.
"I... I don't know. I think at least a couple dozen. Before I came here I heard they were raided by police, and they lost half their number. Then last year, at the end of the pony civil war, after the ships stopped coming, they were raided again, and again they lost half their number. But they grow back. They gain new members every month"
She looks at him, and blinks. Then she opens her mouth as if to say something. But she just blinks again, and nothing comes out
>>117085
She is already standing, but when she lurches forward, she seems to raise in height half an inch, coming out of what must have been a resting stance. She walks a pace closer towards Midnight, placing her hoof in the air and gliding it over the ground as if feeling for any obstacles in her path. She wobbles almost like a newborn foal
"If you could just stop any others... from becoming like me..."
>>117086
He looks up, and places his teeth together - row after row, of unsettlingly sharp teeth - in a fearful wince.
"I... I don't know. I think at least a couple dozen. Before I came here I heard they were raided by police, and they lost half their number. Then last year, at the end of the pony civil war, after the ships stopped coming, they were raided again, and again they lost half their number. But they grow back. They gain new members every month"
>>117087
Iron cocks his head, worried, while the mane stroking continues.
"Is something wrong, Sands?"
Iron cocks his head, worried, while the mane stroking continues.
"Is something wrong, Sands?"
>>117087
Midnight steps to Meadow's side, wrapping a wing around her barrel, as if inviting her to lean on her.
"Of course, but for now just rest. I will keep you safe."
Midnight steps to Meadow's side, wrapping a wing around her barrel, as if inviting her to lean on her.
"Of course, but for now just rest. I will keep you safe."
>>117088
She looks down, and ahead, as if focusing a hundred meters distant
"No... I don't think I do" She says, finally answering Iron's question
>>117089
Meadows is noticeably taller than Midnight, and with visible ribs as well. Instead of leaning, she moves her legs, and locks into a resting position, standing up
"I-I am afraid that if I rest, I will waste away. And my legs will fall off my body. I must move"
>>117090
His head is low, but his muzzle is level. He speaks to Dark Star
"Sort of... They look for the vulnerable. Those who wants omething very badly, but can't seem ever to get it. Those looking for power, respect, revenge, money... someone to talk to. To be around... I think most of them come from across the seas. Apparently they have groups over there. They smuggle them in, same as the captives. Some, they recruit from here in the city. That's how they found me. It was a creature I knew in the brief time I was in school who told me. I was happy to have a bed, and some creatures to talk to. Before, all I could eat was bread. That made me weak and feel sick. .... . I thought of joining the Society itself. But there was a separate set of gnolls, who worked for them but didn't participate in their activities because of culture I guess. I was excited to be around gnolls, so I went with that group. I got kind of stuck with that group. This whole time I felt I made a mistake by not pleading to be let into the bigger group"
She looks down, and ahead, as if focusing a hundred meters distant
"No... I don't think I do" She says, finally answering Iron's question
>>117089
Meadows is noticeably taller than Midnight, and with visible ribs as well. Instead of leaning, she moves her legs, and locks into a resting position, standing up
"I-I am afraid that if I rest, I will waste away. And my legs will fall off my body. I must move"
>>117090
His head is low, but his muzzle is level. He speaks to Dark Star
"Sort of... They look for the vulnerable. Those who wants omething very badly, but can't seem ever to get it. Those looking for power, respect, revenge, money... someone to talk to. To be around... I think most of them come from across the seas. Apparently they have groups over there. They smuggle them in, same as the captives. Some, they recruit from here in the city. That's how they found me. It was a creature I knew in the brief time I was in school who told me. I was happy to have a bed, and some creatures to talk to. Before, all I could eat was bread. That made me weak and feel sick. .... . I thought of joining the Society itself. But there was a separate set of gnolls, who worked for them but didn't participate in their activities because of culture I guess. I was excited to be around gnolls, so I went with that group. I got kind of stuck with that group. This whole time I felt I made a mistake by not pleading to be let into the bigger group"
>>117091
Iron cocks an eyebrow, still trimming that ragged mane of hers with a tiny blush on her cheeks
"That is quite surprising. A mare like you would have made some waves with your beauty."
He hums slightly.
"It is not like you appeared out of nowhere, right?"
Iron cocks an eyebrow, still trimming that ragged mane of hers with a tiny blush on her cheeks
"That is quite surprising. A mare like you would have made some waves with your beauty."
He hums slightly.
"It is not like you appeared out of nowhere, right?"
>>117092
"You don't have to come from nowhere, to end up nowhere."
She looks up to him with those sparkling green eyes
"Enough of me. Tell me of you"
"You don't have to come from nowhere, to end up nowhere."
She looks up to him with those sparkling green eyes
"Enough of me. Tell me of you"
>>117092
Silver, listening in on th conversation for want of things to do, briefly glares at Iron. "Or...something has happened to her loved ones. Something which would cause great grief to her."
Silver, listening in on th conversation for want of things to do, briefly glares at Iron. "Or...something has happened to her loved ones. Something which would cause great grief to her."
>>117091
"Then let us walk around the room a bit, I will make sure you do not run into anything."
Midnight wears her sadness at the situation on her face, wishing she knew what to do to help this pony.
"Then let us walk around the room a bit, I will make sure you do not run into anything."
Midnight wears her sadness at the situation on her face, wishing she knew what to do to help this pony.
>>117094
Sands has a grave look. Khoi still looks kind of displeased, and standing ahead of the set.
From behind, Loputu coughs on a cigar
>>117095
She stands up, cautiously places one hoof ahead of the other, then another hoof ahead of the other. Then one and two and one and two. They go on in the small circle. Meadows looks ahead mostly fearful of running into something. The lack of light in the room is doing her no favors
Sands has a grave look. Khoi still looks kind of displeased, and standing ahead of the set.
From behind, Loputu coughs on a cigar
>>117095
She stands up, cautiously places one hoof ahead of the other, then another hoof ahead of the other. Then one and two and one and two. They go on in the small circle. Meadows looks ahead mostly fearful of running into something. The lack of light in the room is doing her no favors
>>117094
He glaces at Silver, a bit surprised.
(Now that is unexpected. He seems a bit too interested in Sands. Maybe he wants to have her for the night?)
>>117093
He turns back to Sands, his surprise still apparent.
"It is true."
He hums for a bit, thinking on what to say.
"I am Iron. My previous life before coming here was back at the jungles, where I sparred with my kin and broke down medium-sized rocks as practice."
He glaces at Silver, a bit surprised.
(Now that is unexpected. He seems a bit too interested in Sands. Maybe he wants to have her for the night?)
>>117093
He turns back to Sands, his surprise still apparent.
"It is true."
He hums for a bit, thinking on what to say.
"I am Iron. My previous life before coming here was back at the jungles, where I sparred with my kin and broke down medium-sized rocks as practice."
>>117096
"It is okay Meadows, just walk and I will guide you, just hoof after hoof and you will be fine"
Midnight is extra cautious, hoping she can get Meadows to trust her so she can help her.
"It is okay Meadows, just walk and I will guide you, just hoof after hoof and you will be fine"
Midnight is extra cautious, hoping she can get Meadows to trust her so she can help her.
>>117098
He looks up at Silver, like a dog caught eating off the table
"Uh... That hyena said these had good flavor. Opened the carton too"
>>117099
Midnight has to hold onto her muzzle. She resists at first, but quickly enough, Midnight can walk the horse. Her hoof steps become more even. Less afraid. Or at least that's how it is along the ground that has already been trotted. At least she's not wobbling now. Like a foal running
He looks up at Silver, like a dog caught eating off the table
"Uh... That hyena said these had good flavor. Opened the carton too"
>>117099
Midnight has to hold onto her muzzle. She resists at first, but quickly enough, Midnight can walk the horse. Her hoof steps become more even. Less afraid. Or at least that's how it is along the ground that has already been trotted. At least she's not wobbling now. Like a foal running
>>117100
"Good pony, just like that. You're doing great. So Meadows, where are you from?"
She continues to lead her, slowing down a bit.
"Good pony, just like that. You're doing great. So Meadows, where are you from?"
She continues to lead her, slowing down a bit.
>>117103
Silver chuckles. "Right. Still, it is not idea for you to have those. They do not taste good."
Silver chuckles. "Right. Still, it is not idea for you to have those. They do not taste good."
>>117103
He witnesses the cigar taking offering, looking wary.
"Are you sure that is safe for consumption? It looks unedible."
He witnesses the cigar taking offering, looking wary.
"Are you sure that is safe for consumption? It looks unedible."
>>117105
She grabs it in the magic, and smiles in a half-laugh at Silver
"You really are from teh jungle. It's not for eating"
>>117106
"My Nephew told us of this place when he was here. It sounded lovely. Equestria seemed like a lovely place. After I lost the pistachio plantation, I thought I would come here"
>>117104
He looks at Silver with big, puppy dog eyes
"Okay...."
He relinquishes the cigar
She grabs it in the magic, and smiles in a half-laugh at Silver
"You really are from teh jungle. It's not for eating"
>>117106
"My Nephew told us of this place when he was here. It sounded lovely. Equestria seemed like a lovely place. After I lost the pistachio plantation, I thought I would come here"
>>117104
He looks at Silver with big, puppy dog eyes
"Okay...."
He relinquishes the cigar
>>117107
"Well, someday I hope you get it visit some of the better parts. I think you would rather enjoy it."
"Well, someday I hope you get it visit some of the better parts. I think you would rather enjoy it."
>>117108
She nods slowly, with a tired smile.
"Maybe..."
She blinks, then blinks again thrice in rapid succession
"Are there criminals and Rashaka elsehwere in Equestria?"
She nods slowly, with a tired smile.
"Maybe..."
She blinks, then blinks again thrice in rapid succession
"Are there criminals and Rashaka elsehwere in Equestria?"
>>117109
"I have never heard of Rashaka before, so I believe you would be safe from those. As for criminals, they are fairly sparce and there will always be a pony willing to help you."
"I have never heard of Rashaka before, so I believe you would be safe from those. As for criminals, they are fairly sparce and there will always be a pony willing to help you."
>>117112
Iron cocks his eyes at her wording, frowning.
He strokes her mane still out of habit still, but his efforts are reduced, glancing at Khoi.
Iron cocks his eyes at her wording, frowning.
He strokes her mane still out of habit still, but his efforts are reduced, glancing at Khoi.
>>117091
"That is Absolutely Disgusting."
Dark Star's face has a Loathing expression on it.
"Just one more reason to Hate these Bucking Monsters,Hook Beaked Bastards. They will pay for everything that they have done, all the suffering they've caused. this ends tonight."
Star's face goes from Loathing to outright hate.
"That is Absolutely Disgusting."
Dark Star's face has a Loathing expression on it.
"Just one more reason to Hate these Bucking Monsters,Hook Beaked Bastards. They will pay for everything that they have done, all the suffering they've caused. this ends tonight."
Star's face goes from Loathing to outright hate.
>>117115
She takes it out, and looks up at Iron
“What?”
Khoi is over by the other wall. Looking onwards. Listening
>>117114
“A little better. They are not numb anymore. I can move them now. Stretch them.”
>>117118
Mala looks to be mostly unsettled by Dark Star’s reaction
“I’m sorry...”
>>117116
And so he does so. Mala looks up at Silver, before looking back to Dark Star
She takes it out, and looks up at Iron
“What?”
Khoi is over by the other wall. Looking onwards. Listening
>>117114
“A little better. They are not numb anymore. I can move them now. Stretch them.”
>>117118
Mala looks to be mostly unsettled by Dark Star’s reaction
“I’m sorry...”
>>117116
And so he does so. Mala looks up at Silver, before looking back to Dark Star
>>117119
"Good, that is good progress. You will get there, even if it takes some time. Just let me know if you wish to rest or do something different."
"Good, that is good progress. You will get there, even if it takes some time. Just let me know if you wish to rest or do something different."
>>117119
"I do not know when, as I have...admittedly many things I must do tomorrow, but perhaps you would like to go out for something to eat? I think I know place that will be to your tastes."
"I do not know when, as I have...admittedly many things I must do tomorrow, but perhaps you would like to go out for something to eat? I think I know place that will be to your tastes."
>>117119
Iron shakes his head, before standing up, ending their stroking session but not before giving a farewell pet and a small forced smile.
(She has red flags all over. I better disengage.)
He decides to walk up to Khoi instead.
"So how was life back in wherever you came from?"
Iron shakes his head, before standing up, ending their stroking session but not before giving a farewell pet and a small forced smile.
(She has red flags all over. I better disengage.)
He decides to walk up to Khoi instead.
"So how was life back in wherever you came from?"
>>117119
"What's Wrong? you don't have to be sorry i wasnt talking about you. i know you didnt have a choice."
He pets mala
"What's Wrong? you don't have to be sorry i wasnt talking about you. i know you didnt have a choice."
He pets mala
>>117121
“No, I like trotting in place. It is like galloping up and down the valley in the springtime... I can almost smell the flowers”
She looks around, eyes not quite locking in on anything
“You know, I though I remember the flowers being bluer...”
And she is silent
>>117123
She is locked forward
“Don’t like a mare smoking? Back off. I am trying to listen”
>>117122
He looks up at him. Brown eyes, black fuzzy muzzle. He looks intrigued
“That’s nice if you.... but bread and beats will make me sick if I eat for too many days”
“No, I like trotting in place. It is like galloping up and down the valley in the springtime... I can almost smell the flowers”
She looks around, eyes not quite locking in on anything
“You know, I though I remember the flowers being bluer...”
And she is silent
>>117123
She is locked forward
“Don’t like a mare smoking? Back off. I am trying to listen”
>>117122
He looks up at him. Brown eyes, black fuzzy muzzle. He looks intrigued
“That’s nice if you.... but bread and beats will make me sick if I eat for too many days”
>>117124
*gnoll is pet*
“But that’s just the thing... they were the only ones who even offered friendship to me. Or claimed to offer it, anyways...”
*gnoll is pet*
“But that’s just the thing... they were the only ones who even offered friendship to me. Or claimed to offer it, anyways...”
>>117125
Midnight doesn't respond, silently guiding her fellow equine while trying to make her feel comfortable.
Inside, she is already swearing revenge against whatever did this to Meadows.
Midnight doesn't respond, silently guiding her fellow equine while trying to make her feel comfortable.
Inside, she is already swearing revenge against whatever did this to Meadows.
>>117125
He smiles. "I do not know exact gnoll diet, but I would not imagine you are well suited to living as omnivore. No, I saw place where griffons and polar bears go to be served and eat meat. Sounds like kind of fare that would suit you."
He smiles. "I do not know exact gnoll diet, but I would not imagine you are well suited to living as omnivore. No, I saw place where griffons and polar bears go to be served and eat meat. Sounds like kind of fare that would suit you."
>>117125
Iron shakes his head.
"We both know it is not only that."
Nevertheless, he decides to watch what Khoi is witnessing to pass time, maybe he can feel what she's feeling.
Iron shakes his head.
"We both know it is not only that."
Nevertheless, he decides to watch what Khoi is witnessing to pass time, maybe he can feel what she's feeling.
>>117127
So highland meadows torts in place in her 18 foot diameter circle, inside of the poorly lit room in the basement of an abandoned mare’s shelter.
“Tell me, what is the Canterlot mountain like?”
She trots forward
“I feel the cool air... I can imagine it. It is like I am there”
>>117129
His eyes go wide, and for once, his natural frown turns into a smile
“... Really?”
>>117128
“That would be, that would be very good”
He sounds happier
So highland meadows torts in place in her 18 foot diameter circle, inside of the poorly lit room in the basement of an abandoned mare’s shelter.
“Tell me, what is the Canterlot mountain like?”
She trots forward
“I feel the cool air... I can imagine it. It is like I am there”
>>117129
His eyes go wide, and for once, his natural frown turns into a smile
“... Really?”
>>117128
“That would be, that would be very good”
He sounds happier
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>>117133
>>117134
Dark Star hugs the gnoll. He’s actually surprisingly fluffy to touch, even if there is a smell to him.
Mala is very happy at Silver’s offer as well
“I don’t think anyone has offered to take me out into the town in a long time. At least not for food. At a real restaurant.”
He smiles. It’s kind of a toothy smile, but there’s nothing he can do about that
>>117134
Dark Star hugs the gnoll. He’s actually surprisingly fluffy to touch, even if there is a smell to him.
Mala is very happy at Silver’s offer as well
“I don’t think anyone has offered to take me out into the town in a long time. At least not for food. At a real restaurant.”
He smiles. It’s kind of a toothy smile, but there’s nothing he can do about that
>>117131
“Really now? Because I see you slobbering all over the first mare to show interest in you. Until she tries to take a smoke to calm her nerves after always I can assure you had been a very long day. You try to control her, she resists, and you discard her.”
Though her tone is serious, her face never moves from its position facing forward and towards the access tunnel
“Really now? Because I see you slobbering all over the first mare to show interest in you. Until she tries to take a smoke to calm her nerves after always I can assure you had been a very long day. You try to control her, she resists, and you discard her.”
Though her tone is serious, her face never moves from its position facing forward and towards the access tunnel
>>117136
"Then it is time to break that streak." He stands up. "Are you ready to move on? It is not best time or place to idle."
"Then it is time to break that streak." He stands up. "Are you ready to move on? It is not best time or place to idle."
>>117137
"It is not about control," Iron explains plainly and calmly. "More about concluding that our personalities do not match in a healthy way after exploring the other pony's personality and quirks."
"It is not about control," Iron explains plainly and calmly. "More about concluding that our personalities do not match in a healthy way after exploring the other pony's personality and quirks."
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>>117140
Khoi shrugs, still looking forward. At this point Sands slowly walks into line of sight between Iron and Khoi (or on the other side of the two are very close together.
“How is this for a personality trait? Big guy right here has a different girl back at home. A zebra, in fact.”
At this point, the jilted and discarded Sands takes the lit cigar, and, with a glow of magic, flicks it at Iron.
“Tells you what you need to know about him, hmph! Trying on every mare he meets like clothing, discarding or putting away the ones he doesn’t like”
She shakes her head, and walks out of line of sight
>>117138
“Sure...”
He stands up
>>117140
Khoi shrugs, still looking forward. At this point Sands slowly walks into line of sight between Iron and Khoi (or on the other side of the two are very close together.
“How is this for a personality trait? Big guy right here has a different girl back at home. A zebra, in fact.”
At this point, the jilted and discarded Sands takes the lit cigar, and, with a glow of magic, flicks it at Iron.
“Tells you what you need to know about him, hmph! Trying on every mare he meets like clothing, discarding or putting away the ones he doesn’t like”
She shakes her head, and walks out of line of sight
>>117138
“Sure...”
He stands up
>>117132
Midnight grins a little bit as she thinks
"They are beautiful. Very steep mountain and cliffs, with very many waterfalls breaking up the rocky scenery. Then there is Canterlot, nestled inbetween the ridges of the mountains. Many tall spires, pure white, gold, and purple set it apart from the cliff sides. I used to enjoy finding a nice place to rest and just view the city, watching pegasi fly in and out as the waterfalls flowed...."
Midnight grins a little bit as she thinks
"They are beautiful. Very steep mountain and cliffs, with very many waterfalls breaking up the rocky scenery. Then there is Canterlot, nestled inbetween the ridges of the mountains. Many tall spires, pure white, gold, and purple set it apart from the cliff sides. I used to enjoy finding a nice place to rest and just view the city, watching pegasi fly in and out as the waterfalls flowed...."
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>>117115
>>117123
Maybe I should be happy that it went as well as it did for as long as it did, because frankly I was expecting much less. I was expecting you to meta-game yourself out of the situation immediately. I was very pleasantly surprised to see you not-meta game and play along. It was very fun and enjoyable, and it let me flesh characters and provide some minor conflict. I am not in the slightest surprised that the fun character moments didn’t last. But I’m not “happy that it happened.” I’m both disappointed and angry about how it fell apart.
Please listen carefully, because I mean it in all sincerity. When you use metagaming to do shit that entirely sucks the fun out of the experience, there will be bad consequences. It ended absolutely terribly for Dark Star when his player did it, and so it shall be for you and yours. When the other characters are having fun and fruitful interactions with NPCs in downtime, Iron shall have nothing, or less pleasant interactions. Every creature in that hallway is witness to Iron being super affectionate to a victim of the traffickers, getting upset over one supper minor thing, then not even 10 seconds later, walking up to and talking to a different mare, a mare who knows damned good and well that she was not his first choice. When you do things in character that are justified only because of knowledge outside of character, the characters in the scene are going to see an irrational schizo who does hurtful things just because he has a shitty personality. That’s not going to go over any better with the characters than it does with me personally.
Don’t give me some bullshit about, “no, it’s actually because of the cigar.” That autistic shit is as obnoxious as the derailment-by-meta gaming. It was frustrating beyond measure whenever Ash did it. It was infuriating when you did it out of character that one time Blue Skies shared a scene with Silver. Frankly, that shit is just another form of meta-gaming, because it inserts the player’s personal preferences over the actions of the character in a way that doesn’t really make sense in the setting. This is the fucking 1940s East Coast United States amongst the poor and working class. Smoking is perfectly socially acceptable. There is no Surgeon General’s warning, no fear of “big tobacco,” no Truth.org, no ban on smoking in public buildings, and no studies about cancer. A moral crusade against smoking - barring the parallels to the Nazi party, which decidedly does not include your character - simply doesn’t exist in this setting.
Your character has very little reason at all to even have any comprehension of what smoking is. He has no reason at all to think that is bad, beyond maybe a bad smell. And frankly your character should be used to bad smells. He has absolutely no reason for smoking to be the one and only thing he is ever moralistic about. Inserting modern moralism into this setting is immersion breaking, and it’s immersion breaking for everyone because everyone can hear your shrieks.
Even if it did make sense in the context of the story, and even if it it weren’t an immersion breaking insertion of modern moral opinion in a setting where it has no place, it would still be obnoxious. And that’s because dear god, has it been expressed in a shrill manner. There are plenty of other evils within the story that deserve far greater indignation.
The characters watching Iron do all of this - and they can’t miss it, because it’s super public - aren’t going to think “oh, she wanted to puff a cigar after being rescued from being held prisoner by gangsters. I can see why it wouldn’t work out” because no real person in that era would think that way, and frankly very few people with functioning minds even in modern times think that way. They are also not going to perceive it as a pretext for ditching Sands because of her other unsavory characteristics. Most of them don’t know about Sand’s other unsavory characteristics, and the only one who does, Khoi, knows damned good and well that Iron does not.
They are only going to see a stallion who is nice to a mare for a moment. They are going to see a mare who has been through some bad shit - evidently being abducted and held prisoner. They see the wounds left on her body from her captivity. They heard her imply that her loved ones are all dead, presumably from circumstances relating to the invasion of her homeland by Communist Griffins. And so after this, after all of this, they see her try to calm her excited nerves by smoking a cigar that would ordinarily be too expensive for a poor war refugee like her.
And what does Iron do? At random, he leaves her, and immediately starts hitting on an entirely different mare who he blew off earlier. What the fuck kind of shit person does that? Would you want to date that? Would you trust that? Would you honestly believe that that kind of person would come to your aid in battle? Do you think that kind of person would risk themselves to help you up if you fell down in the heat of battle? Would you want to help that kind of person? Are you sure they aren’t the same kind of person as the griffin captors, just wearing a different coat?
Jesus, this made me so angry this morning that I was late to work because of thinking about it. Midnight’s post is super sweet though. I’ll try to think about that instead
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>>117123
Maybe I should be happy that it went as well as it did for as long as it did, because frankly I was expecting much less. I was expecting you to meta-game yourself out of the situation immediately. I was very pleasantly surprised to see you not-meta game and play along. It was very fun and enjoyable, and it let me flesh characters and provide some minor conflict. I am not in the slightest surprised that the fun character moments didn’t last. But I’m not “happy that it happened.” I’m both disappointed and angry about how it fell apart.
Please listen carefully, because I mean it in all sincerity. When you use metagaming to do shit that entirely sucks the fun out of the experience, there will be bad consequences. It ended absolutely terribly for Dark Star when his player did it, and so it shall be for you and yours. When the other characters are having fun and fruitful interactions with NPCs in downtime, Iron shall have nothing, or less pleasant interactions. Every creature in that hallway is witness to Iron being super affectionate to a victim of the traffickers, getting upset over one supper minor thing, then not even 10 seconds later, walking up to and talking to a different mare, a mare who knows damned good and well that she was not his first choice. When you do things in character that are justified only because of knowledge outside of character, the characters in the scene are going to see an irrational schizo who does hurtful things just because he has a shitty personality. That’s not going to go over any better with the characters than it does with me personally.
Don’t give me some bullshit about, “no, it’s actually because of the cigar.” That autistic shit is as obnoxious as the derailment-by-meta gaming. It was frustrating beyond measure whenever Ash did it. It was infuriating when you did it out of character that one time Blue Skies shared a scene with Silver. Frankly, that shit is just another form of meta-gaming, because it inserts the player’s personal preferences over the actions of the character in a way that doesn’t really make sense in the setting. This is the fucking 1940s East Coast United States amongst the poor and working class. Smoking is perfectly socially acceptable. There is no Surgeon General’s warning, no fear of “big tobacco,” no Truth.org, no ban on smoking in public buildings, and no studies about cancer. A moral crusade against smoking - barring the parallels to the Nazi party, which decidedly does not include your character - simply doesn’t exist in this setting.
Your character has very little reason at all to even have any comprehension of what smoking is. He has no reason at all to think that is bad, beyond maybe a bad smell. And frankly your character should be used to bad smells. He has absolutely no reason for smoking to be the one and only thing he is ever moralistic about. Inserting modern moralism into this setting is immersion breaking, and it’s immersion breaking for everyone because everyone can hear your shrieks.
Even if it did make sense in the context of the story, and even if it it weren’t an immersion breaking insertion of modern moral opinion in a setting where it has no place, it would still be obnoxious. And that’s because dear god, has it been expressed in a shrill manner. There are plenty of other evils within the story that deserve far greater indignation.
The characters watching Iron do all of this - and they can’t miss it, because it’s super public - aren’t going to think “oh, she wanted to puff a cigar after being rescued from being held prisoner by gangsters. I can see why it wouldn’t work out” because no real person in that era would think that way, and frankly very few people with functioning minds even in modern times think that way. They are also not going to perceive it as a pretext for ditching Sands because of her other unsavory characteristics. Most of them don’t know about Sand’s other unsavory characteristics, and the only one who does, Khoi, knows damned good and well that Iron does not.
They are only going to see a stallion who is nice to a mare for a moment. They are going to see a mare who has been through some bad shit - evidently being abducted and held prisoner. They see the wounds left on her body from her captivity. They heard her imply that her loved ones are all dead, presumably from circumstances relating to the invasion of her homeland by Communist Griffins. And so after this, after all of this, they see her try to calm her excited nerves by smoking a cigar that would ordinarily be too expensive for a poor war refugee like her.
And what does Iron do? At random, he leaves her, and immediately starts hitting on an entirely different mare who he blew off earlier. What the fuck kind of shit person does that? Would you want to date that? Would you trust that? Would you honestly believe that that kind of person would come to your aid in battle? Do you think that kind of person would risk themselves to help you up if you fell down in the heat of battle? Would you want to help that kind of person? Are you sure they aren’t the same kind of person as the griffin captors, just wearing a different coat?
Jesus, this made me so angry this morning that I was late to work because of thinking about it. Midnight’s post is super sweet though. I’ll try to think about that instead
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>>117143
She closes her eyes and trots about with gaiety
“I hope I don’t fall off cliff”
Then her trot turns into a prance, as she adds little skips of the hoof
“I am there...”
And for a moment, she prances on, her mane bouncing. Then she slows down, slows down. Stops. She opens her eyes
“The spires of Canterlot don’t shine gold like I used to imagine them. Even the grass is not so green...”
She looks over to midnight. Except she doesn’t quite, her eyes seem to miss her by a few degrees.
“Is it still so pretty to you?”
She closes her eyes and trots about with gaiety
“I hope I don’t fall off cliff”
Then her trot turns into a prance, as she adds little skips of the hoof
“I am there...”
And for a moment, she prances on, her mane bouncing. Then she slows down, slows down. Stops. She opens her eyes
“The spires of Canterlot don’t shine gold like I used to imagine them. Even the grass is not so green...”
She looks over to midnight. Except she doesn’t quite, her eyes seem to miss her by a few degrees.
“Is it still so pretty to you?”
>>117145
"No... It is not... It has not been since the war started, but I prefer to imagine it as it was. It gives me a sort of hope. A reminder of what I want... A hope that things can return, not to as they were, but maybe... Just maybe a little bit better."
"No... It is not... It has not been since the war started, but I prefer to imagine it as it was. It gives me a sort of hope. A reminder of what I want... A hope that things can return, not to as they were, but maybe... Just maybe a little bit better."
>>117146
The smile dissipates. She looks over to Midnight, and this time she points her head at Midnight, an improvement over how she was previously. But her eyes point a little down and off to the left from Midnight’s eyes, missing the mark
“But I cannot imagine it being so golden. Even my memories are washed of color...”
She is silent for a moment, and the muscles in her face seem to pull back in fear
“Will it always be like this?”
The smile dissipates. She looks over to Midnight, and this time she points her head at Midnight, an improvement over how she was previously. But her eyes point a little down and off to the left from Midnight’s eyes, missing the mark
“But I cannot imagine it being so golden. Even my memories are washed of color...”
She is silent for a moment, and the muscles in her face seem to pull back in fear
“Will it always be like this?”
>>117147
Midnight slowly hugs Meadows, as not to startle her, praying to Luna that some of her own courage can rub off onto the mare.
"No, it won't. Things will get better... Even if it takes some time, you just have to hope."
Midnight slowly hugs Meadows, as not to startle her, praying to Luna that some of her own courage can rub off onto the mare.
"No, it won't. Things will get better... Even if it takes some time, you just have to hope."
>>117148
Her head follows Midnight as she comes up to her, and is not surprised when Midnight hugs her. It’s a little difficult to hug her. She’s taller than Midnight, and either because of her natural build, slow starvation, or both, she has a skinnier frame that feels bony.
“Can you help me with the hope? I have difficulty seeing it myself”
Her head follows Midnight as she comes up to her, and is not surprised when Midnight hugs her. It’s a little difficult to hug her. She’s taller than Midnight, and either because of her natural build, slow starvation, or both, she has a skinnier frame that feels bony.
“Can you help me with the hope? I have difficulty seeing it myself”
>>117142
"When this is over, I would also be glad to help you through what is troubling you. You have clearly been through lot."
"When this is over, I would also be glad to help you through what is troubling you. You have clearly been through lot."
>>117149
"Of course, it is always easier when another pony helps"
As she embraces her, she uses one of her lay on hooves points to heal her some, hoping that it helps.
"Of course, it is always easier when another pony helps"
As she embraces her, she uses one of her lay on hooves points to heal her some, hoping that it helps.
>>117150
Um.... Hi floofer. But which creature is he saying this to?
>>117151
The room is pretty dark, mostly illuminated by one light towards the back that still works out if a set of about four, and the light from the hallway. It would be easy to trip over objects even without blindness. But the darkness of the room is briefly overcome by a dim but clearly present blue light that seeps out of Midnight’s hooves, and into Meadow’s barrel. She tenses up for a moment, then relaxes and breathes. She looks down at Midnight. Directly into her eyes, with eyes that are blue-gray.
“You have quite the touch...”
She lifts up a hoof, and then another
Um.... Hi floofer. But which creature is he saying this to?
>>117151
The room is pretty dark, mostly illuminated by one light towards the back that still works out if a set of about four, and the light from the hallway. It would be easy to trip over objects even without blindness. But the darkness of the room is briefly overcome by a dim but clearly present blue light that seeps out of Midnight’s hooves, and into Meadow’s barrel. She tenses up for a moment, then relaxes and breathes. She looks down at Midnight. Directly into her eyes, with eyes that are blue-gray.
“You have quite the touch...”
She lifts up a hoof, and then another
>>117152
Midnight softly smiles up at the larger mare
"So I have been told before. How do you feel now?"
Midnight softly smiles up at the larger mare
"So I have been told before. How do you feel now?"
>>117150
>>117155
His doglike tail perks up at Silver’s words and moves too and fro
“Yes, I would like that. Very much so.”
When Dark Star speaks, his tail positively wags
“Really? Hah, ha”
His laugh thankfully doesn’t sound like the gnollish laugh. It’s more Pony-like
“Two friends in one day?”
>>117154
“I feel... better. I think I can see slightly better”
Her muzzle returns to a smile
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>>117155
His doglike tail perks up at Silver’s words and moves too and fro
“Yes, I would like that. Very much so.”
When Dark Star speaks, his tail positively wags
“Really? Hah, ha”
His laugh thankfully doesn’t sound like the gnollish laugh. It’s more Pony-like
“Two friends in one day?”
>>117154
“I feel... better. I think I can see slightly better”
Her muzzle returns to a smile
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>>117156
"Good good, when this is all over I will do my best to help you. You have my word."
She gives the mare a gentle squeeze before releasing her from the hug.
"Good good, when this is all over I will do my best to help you. You have my word."
She gives the mare a gentle squeeze before releasing her from the hug.
>>117157
She is hugged. Her coat in large part has the feel of some partly dried substance in it. Sometimes it’s wet. But underneath all of that, she has a coat of short hair that surely must serve well in hotter, mountainous environment
“I don’t really want to be dependent... I don’t know how to repay your kindness”
She does a minor bow to Midnight after she is released from the hug, including her left hoof being turned upwards in a sort of curtesy that accompanies the bow
“But you have my gratitude”
>>117158
>>117159
He is smiling. His teeth are a bit less even than you’d see in a dog, although a little bigger
“Two pony friends! I’ve never had that before.”
She is hugged. Her coat in large part has the feel of some partly dried substance in it. Sometimes it’s wet. But underneath all of that, she has a coat of short hair that surely must serve well in hotter, mountainous environment
“I don’t really want to be dependent... I don’t know how to repay your kindness”
She does a minor bow to Midnight after she is released from the hug, including her left hoof being turned upwards in a sort of curtesy that accompanies the bow
“But you have my gratitude”
>>117158
>>117159
He is smiling. His teeth are a bit less even than you’d see in a dog, although a little bigger
“Two pony friends! I’ve never had that before.”
>>117160
"You do not have to repay me, seeing you start to feel better is enough."
Midnight returns the gesture, hoping she doesn't look like an idiot for it.
"You do not have to repay me, seeing you start to feel better is enough."
Midnight returns the gesture, hoping she doesn't look like an idiot for it.
>>117142
Iron cocks his head at the retreating Sands, then turns back to the original position, with no attempt to stop the cigar from hitting Iron's body.
(It is intriguing how she went out of her way to say that. I wonder what is fueling her.)
>>117144
Oh no, it's not metagaming. Just as Iron cannot stand Skies' abrasive, forward and sometimes lewd attitude, he cannot stand Sands' quirks as a pony. He, of course, was exploring her actions and mannerisms, but she kept on sending subtle signals of future conflict later, obviously starting from Silver taking her away for a private talk when the two couldn't possibly have unless there was a secret going on, but kept on piling up with her constant acts of self interest and subsequent challenge that drove Iron away. It's not about being a changie or not. I'd obviously had gone with dicking the changie, since he'd love to try that out, but he can't share a life with that sort of personality without things escalating into an even larger dumpster fire, and he has the foresight not to keep at it.
It's not the smoking, it's the retort that came with it, and it was the final straw of many. A mare whose only purpose so far is nothing aside from an interest in guns and revenge is indeed going to drive him away, and her brash attitude only accelerated that process, because his patience is thin for those kind of mares if you hadn't noticed with many of Skies' interactions with him.
I obviously get it's a dick move and won't get me rewards for it, only downsides in the short term, but it's not out of a desire to evade the changie in a metagaming move, rather to make her think 'Hey, why did the stallion that I got so enamored moments ago decide to bail out on me? I thought I had him in the frog of my hoof. How did he suddenly have the desire to leave me?' and reflect on her actions. Of course, this obviously opens up the possibility of betrayal out of anger, but maybe, just maybe, she can realize that all his headcocking, staring and suspicion Iron sent out can make her realize some of her actions were counteracting her attempts to maintain him charmed.
And no. I'm not expecting to get kirin coochie either. Of course not. Iron may aim for that, but he knows it'll take a lot longer than a romp destroying her captors to consider him a viable candidate. Heck, for all he knows, she could be another gunloving, revenge fueled mare with the same brash attitude like Sands and would dump her as well.
Now you'll be asking "What? Why didn't he communicate that to Sands from the start? I bet this is all an excuse." and sure, between two adults that could be a viable option, but consider the fact that Iron is not going out of his way to pursue and change a mare unless she actually has something of value worthy of pursuit, and he doesn't care about revenge-fueled mares or gun skills or even combat magic if he ever gets to know about that because he sees himself as the muscle, concluding that while it would be a bonus in a mare, it can't be her only trait because Iron has that part covered as pretentious as that sounds. Besides, she wouldn't change her ways by simply pointing it out. Obviously it's deeper than that. It's an intrinsic part of her that defines her as a different pony among the masses caused by both dealing with a totalitarian indoctrination of changeling superiority and getting abused by outsiders.
Don't fret, because there is still a chance to charm Iron again, but Sands is probably going to swallow her pride to do it, which I don't see her do for a literal stranger anyhow, unless she still saw him as an easy target.
To summarize, yes, I know it is a dick move but it's not to avoid the changeling in a bout of 'player brilliance in avoiding danger' but rather to spark doubt in Sands' mind over what made him discard her. Obviously she can recharm him again through a simple apology and a change in attitude and approach but if that can't be achieved, he probably lost interest in her. I know it sounds pretentious, but Iron is a pretentious pony that seeks a specific number of traits in a mare to be deemed pursueable, and if that can't be achieved, he discards it and keeps going. After all, there are plenty of fish in the sea to hook up with.
And no. It's not the smoking. Smoking, while it could make him uncomfortable with the smell, it's not a dealbreaker, even though it is for me IRL.
Iron cocks his head at the retreating Sands, then turns back to the original position, with no attempt to stop the cigar from hitting Iron's body.
(It is intriguing how she went out of her way to say that. I wonder what is fueling her.)
>>117144
Oh no, it's not metagaming. Just as Iron cannot stand Skies' abrasive, forward and sometimes lewd attitude, he cannot stand Sands' quirks as a pony. He, of course, was exploring her actions and mannerisms, but she kept on sending subtle signals of future conflict later, obviously starting from Silver taking her away for a private talk when the two couldn't possibly have unless there was a secret going on, but kept on piling up with her constant acts of self interest and subsequent challenge that drove Iron away. It's not about being a changie or not. I'd obviously had gone with dicking the changie, since he'd love to try that out, but he can't share a life with that sort of personality without things escalating into an even larger dumpster fire, and he has the foresight not to keep at it.
It's not the smoking, it's the retort that came with it, and it was the final straw of many. A mare whose only purpose so far is nothing aside from an interest in guns and revenge is indeed going to drive him away, and her brash attitude only accelerated that process, because his patience is thin for those kind of mares if you hadn't noticed with many of Skies' interactions with him.
I obviously get it's a dick move and won't get me rewards for it, only downsides in the short term, but it's not out of a desire to evade the changie in a metagaming move, rather to make her think 'Hey, why did the stallion that I got so enamored moments ago decide to bail out on me? I thought I had him in the frog of my hoof. How did he suddenly have the desire to leave me?' and reflect on her actions. Of course, this obviously opens up the possibility of betrayal out of anger, but maybe, just maybe, she can realize that all his headcocking, staring and suspicion Iron sent out can make her realize some of her actions were counteracting her attempts to maintain him charmed.
And no. I'm not expecting to get kirin coochie either. Of course not. Iron may aim for that, but he knows it'll take a lot longer than a romp destroying her captors to consider him a viable candidate. Heck, for all he knows, she could be another gunloving, revenge fueled mare with the same brash attitude like Sands and would dump her as well.
Now you'll be asking "What? Why didn't he communicate that to Sands from the start? I bet this is all an excuse." and sure, between two adults that could be a viable option, but consider the fact that Iron is not going out of his way to pursue and change a mare unless she actually has something of value worthy of pursuit, and he doesn't care about revenge-fueled mares or gun skills or even combat magic if he ever gets to know about that because he sees himself as the muscle, concluding that while it would be a bonus in a mare, it can't be her only trait because Iron has that part covered as pretentious as that sounds. Besides, she wouldn't change her ways by simply pointing it out. Obviously it's deeper than that. It's an intrinsic part of her that defines her as a different pony among the masses caused by both dealing with a totalitarian indoctrination of changeling superiority and getting abused by outsiders.
Don't fret, because there is still a chance to charm Iron again, but Sands is probably going to swallow her pride to do it, which I don't see her do for a literal stranger anyhow, unless she still saw him as an easy target.
To summarize, yes, I know it is a dick move but it's not to avoid the changeling in a bout of 'player brilliance in avoiding danger' but rather to spark doubt in Sands' mind over what made him discard her. Obviously she can recharm him again through a simple apology and a change in attitude and approach but if that can't be achieved, he probably lost interest in her. I know it sounds pretentious, but Iron is a pretentious pony that seeks a specific number of traits in a mare to be deemed pursueable, and if that can't be achieved, he discards it and keeps going. After all, there are plenty of fish in the sea to hook up with.
And no. It's not the smoking. Smoking, while it could make him uncomfortable with the smell, it's not a dealbreaker, even though it is for me IRL.
>>117163
There is no “doubt over what caused whatever” just you and Iron being an asshole, and that is that
There is no “doubt over what caused whatever” just you and Iron being an asshole, and that is that
>>117164
"Well, that is all I can ask for for now. Say, is there anything that you can tell about this place that could help us? I understand if you cannot, but if you have any information..."
"Well, that is all I can ask for for now. Say, is there anything that you can tell about this place that could help us? I understand if you cannot, but if you have any information..."
>>117166
Her expression becomes blank, and the smile fades away
“I don’t... I don’t think I have much I can tell you. I know I was kept chained to a desk in a big room with other features. I was made to sew leather to iron horseshoes. They took me here, and placed me next to a caged Rashaka, and that was all I could remember”
Her expression becomes blank, and the smile fades away
“I don’t... I don’t think I have much I can tell you. I know I was kept chained to a desk in a big room with other features. I was made to sew leather to iron horseshoes. They took me here, and placed me next to a caged Rashaka, and that was all I could remember”
>>117165
Here I am, proposing a possibility to return to status quo with one little tweak, yet you shrug it off because you believe Iron and I are 'assholes' due to my decision as a player to stop interacting with Sands out of a desire not to after not giving me a reason to aside from 'I give you a snuggle so you better love me' and nothing else. If you want to destroy Iron's life over not falling for the character you presented due to lack of interest in her characteristics that make her, you can obviously do it.
Here I am, proposing a possibility to return to status quo with one little tweak, yet you shrug it off because you believe Iron and I are 'assholes' due to my decision as a player to stop interacting with Sands out of a desire not to after not giving me a reason to aside from 'I give you a snuggle so you better love me' and nothing else. If you want to destroy Iron's life over not falling for the character you presented due to lack of interest in her characteristics that make her, you can obviously do it.
>>117167
If Meadows could see Midnight's face, she would see her face go blank and then contorts into anger. She then steps forward and presses her snoot into the larger horse's shoulder.
"I... I will make sure that whatever did this to you pays... I am sorry about making you think about that, now just rest. Nothing will harm you now."
If Meadows could see Midnight's face, she would see her face go blank and then contorts into anger. She then steps forward and presses her snoot into the larger horse's shoulder.
"I... I will make sure that whatever did this to you pays... I am sorry about making you think about that, now just rest. Nothing will harm you now."
>>117168
I’m not in the right emotional state to sift through an entire block of text right now. My normal patience is gone. What is the tweak?
>>117169
The shoulder is also bony, but there is some muscle here.
Now, Meadows comes over, and hugs Midnight. Her legs are long and kind of bony. She places her long muzzle overtop of Midnight’s fur
“Thank you”
She’s sniffling
I’m not in the right emotional state to sift through an entire block of text right now. My normal patience is gone. What is the tweak?
>>117169
The shoulder is also bony, but there is some muscle here.
Now, Meadows comes over, and hugs Midnight. Her legs are long and kind of bony. She places her long muzzle overtop of Midnight’s fur
“Thank you”
She’s sniffling
>>117164
"Well, we could take you out to eat,Do you like Whiskey? i know a Great Bar on the East-side of baltimare."
"Well, we could take you out to eat,Do you like Whiskey? i know a Great Bar on the East-side of baltimare."
>>117171
“Yes! I haven’t been to a bar in that many occasions. I think I’ve only stayed to drink at one maybe twice. I didn’t know they could have food there”
“Yes! I haven’t been to a bar in that many occasions. I think I’ve only stayed to drink at one maybe twice. I didn’t know they could have food there”
>>117170
She hugs her back, wrapping her wings around her.
"Of course... I just pray I really can help you"
Midnight is sniffling as well.
She hugs her back, wrapping her wings around her.
"Of course... I just pray I really can help you"
Midnight is sniffling as well.
>>117170
Simple. Make Sands realize what is ticking Iron off and promptly using it to her advantage by falsely apologizing over it and downplaying her abrasive in Iron's eyes temperament with more active actions of physical contact to make it up to him, or even presenting a hobby of hers that isn't about combat.
It should allow to buy you some more time to flesh her out further as a pony alongside Iron, and I believe she would be able to since she seems like the kind of pony to be able to do that, being a manipulator and all.
Simple. Make Sands realize what is ticking Iron off and promptly using it to her advantage by falsely apologizing over it and downplaying her abrasive in Iron's eyes temperament with more active actions of physical contact to make it up to him, or even presenting a hobby of hers that isn't about combat.
It should allow to buy you some more time to flesh her out further as a pony alongside Iron, and I believe she would be able to since she seems like the kind of pony to be able to do that, being a manipulator and all.
>>117172
"Some do. i'm not sure if mr.glass sells any at the eastside though. theres this one restaurant named "Benito's" that i think you might enjoy."
"Some do. i'm not sure if mr.glass sells any at the eastside though. theres this one restaurant named "Benito's" that i think you might enjoy."
>>117173
She presses her muzzle down and towards her
“You’re so kind. I was afraid I would find no kindness in this supposed land of friendship. But I see it is real. Thank you again”
She presses her muzzle down and towards her
“You’re so kind. I was afraid I would find no kindness in this supposed land of friendship. But I see it is real. Thank you again”
>>117177
"I am glad that I have been able to do that for you, and I hope you can find more ponies that treat you with the same kindness."
Midnight is sniffling a bit more now, and her eyes are very watery as she raises a hoof and boops Meadows on the snoot.
"I am glad that I have been able to do that for you, and I hope you can find more ponies that treat you with the same kindness."
Midnight is sniffling a bit more now, and her eyes are very watery as she raises a hoof and boops Meadows on the snoot.
>>117176
Iron was indirectly pointing out his perception of her flaws with his expressions, which mostly encompasses her combat-focused demeanor from the eyebrow raising at her thirst for vengeance at first, which while obviously being justifiable in the current situation, it isn't particularly interesting to him long term. Compound that with a lack of other quirks to balance it out and a 'sassy' demeanor, like when she taunts Iron to 'not to be a bitch', and he loses interest quickly.
Remember. Iron likes Cauldron as a zebra and wants to be with her not because she beats ponies with a crowbar or is the hottest mare or sucks his metaphorical dick everytime she gets a chance, but her other skills, like cooking and potion making, and motivations to both better her life without sacrificng her fathers', not to mention her caring, generous and sometimes innocently fun attitude.
Sands is a changeling version of Skies in a superficial level as of now: Revenge-focused mare that wants to make their captors pay as well as being playfully abrasive, thinking it's a good way to interact with others because it worked previously from where she comes from.
I'm not expecting a Cauldron clone, don't get me wrong, but she should have something more interesting than simply being a nuzzling machine or a petting toy to charm Iron further, and her attitude towards others only serve to undermine her efforts.
Iron was indirectly pointing out his perception of her flaws with his expressions, which mostly encompasses her combat-focused demeanor from the eyebrow raising at her thirst for vengeance at first, which while obviously being justifiable in the current situation, it isn't particularly interesting to him long term. Compound that with a lack of other quirks to balance it out and a 'sassy' demeanor, like when she taunts Iron to 'not to be a bitch', and he loses interest quickly.
Remember. Iron likes Cauldron as a zebra and wants to be with her not because she beats ponies with a crowbar or is the hottest mare or sucks his metaphorical dick everytime she gets a chance, but her other skills, like cooking and potion making, and motivations to both better her life without sacrificng her fathers', not to mention her caring, generous and sometimes innocently fun attitude.
Sands is a changeling version of Skies in a superficial level as of now: Revenge-focused mare that wants to make their captors pay as well as being playfully abrasive, thinking it's a good way to interact with others because it worked previously from where she comes from.
I'm not expecting a Cauldron clone, don't get me wrong, but she should have something more interesting than simply being a nuzzling machine or a petting toy to charm Iron further, and her attitude towards others only serve to undermine her efforts.
>>117178
The pony is hugged. But when the hard object touches her soft, grey nose, she reflexively pulls back, wrestling her self out from under the wing. Stepping back, stepping back, stepping back away from her attacker. She goes back a couple more feet until...
Her right, rear hoof steps on an open cigar box, sending the wooden edge of the other side of the box into her long pattern bone, and launching cigars across the floor. She stumbles, her right hind leg collapses, then her left hind leg, and she falls down onto her rump
>>117179
He twists his mouth, and something about his expression implies he’s not convinced that spaghetti is a meat dish
“I’m not sure if I’ve ever had spaghetti before”
>>117180
You want a fleshed out character with whatever quirks and a distinct personality, you have to interact with them and give them situations to react to and bounce off of. You throw away characters I spend a large amount of time building and that I personally like, just because “eh, I don’t like this one” - and you did exactly the same thing to Black Cauldron last December and it pissed me way the fuck off then - then I’m not exactly inclined to do anything other than blow off your character in reciprocity. You don’t have to fuck it, just not discard blatantly and casually
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The pony is hugged. But when the hard object touches her soft, grey nose, she reflexively pulls back, wrestling her self out from under the wing. Stepping back, stepping back, stepping back away from her attacker. She goes back a couple more feet until...
Her right, rear hoof steps on an open cigar box, sending the wooden edge of the other side of the box into her long pattern bone, and launching cigars across the floor. She stumbles, her right hind leg collapses, then her left hind leg, and she falls down onto her rump
>>117179
He twists his mouth, and something about his expression implies he’s not convinced that spaghetti is a meat dish
“I’m not sure if I’ve ever had spaghetti before”
>>117180
You want a fleshed out character with whatever quirks and a distinct personality, you have to interact with them and give them situations to react to and bounce off of. You throw away characters I spend a large amount of time building and that I personally like, just because “eh, I don’t like this one” - and you did exactly the same thing to Black Cauldron last December and it pissed me way the fuck off then - then I’m not exactly inclined to do anything other than blow off your character in reciprocity. You don’t have to fuck it, just not discard blatantly and casually
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>>117181
I did try to approach her with questions regarding her past in an attempt to open her up into a more fleshed out character, but none of it worked because she's paranoid of revealing her nature as a changeling, so she can't be approached unless I do the flashlight trick on her which is metagame-y currently or otherwise have Iron know she's a changeling and she knows he knows but doesn't care, unlike Cauldron, which wasn't due to a lack of cooperation or actual way to explore her personality, history or hobbies.
There has to be an incentive to interact with other characters, GM. She provides none, so of course Iron'll stop caring about her sooner or later unless she gives a bone to chew on.
I did try to approach her with questions regarding her past in an attempt to open her up into a more fleshed out character, but none of it worked because she's paranoid of revealing her nature as a changeling, so she can't be approached unless I do the flashlight trick on her which is metagame-y currently or otherwise have Iron know she's a changeling and she knows he knows but doesn't care, unlike Cauldron, which wasn't due to a lack of cooperation or actual way to explore her personality, history or hobbies.
There has to be an incentive to interact with other characters, GM. She provides none, so of course Iron'll stop caring about her sooner or later unless she gives a bone to chew on.
>>117181
I... Feel terrible now.
"Oh my Celestia I am so sorry!"
She rushes over and gently strokes her back, looking over her for any injuries like cuts or scrapes.
"I am sorry, I am sorry, are you okay? Oh Celestia I was not, thinking, I am so sorry!"
I... Feel terrible now.
"Oh my Celestia I am so sorry!"
She rushes over and gently strokes her back, looking over her for any injuries like cuts or scrapes.
"I am sorry, I am sorry, are you okay? Oh Celestia I was not, thinking, I am so sorry!"
>>117181
"Spaghetti is a pasta based dish that comes with meat chunks in it. it a Delicious meal i believe it originates in wingbardy."
He whispers the last part about it being tasty
"Spaghetti is a pasta based dish that comes with meat chunks in it. it a Delicious meal i believe it originates in wingbardy."
He whispers the last part about it being tasty
>>117183
Her face reveals that she is shaken and frightened as she sits down
“I am... I am... I don’t know. My leg hurts just a little. I am fine though”
>>117184
Jubilosa (in the hall opposite the door, with a line of sight to all of the character scenes)
“I heard that! You can’t take it back!”
Mala nods, looking a little more pleased
“Okay, I guess I can try that”
Her face reveals that she is shaken and frightened as she sits down
“I am... I am... I don’t know. My leg hurts just a little. I am fine though”
>>117184
Jubilosa (in the hall opposite the door, with a line of sight to all of the character scenes)
“I heard that! You can’t take it back!”
Mala nods, looking a little more pleased
“Okay, I guess I can try that”
>>117185
"J-just rest and I will look over you."
Midnight quietly looks over her leg, looking sad at herself.
Heal check to look for any problems.
[1d20+6 = 25]
"J-just rest and I will look over you."
Midnight quietly looks over her leg, looking sad at herself.
Heal check to look for any problems.
[1d20+6 = 25]
>>117186
The only injury of any kind is on her right hind leg, caused by the wooden side of the box jabbing upwards into Meadow’s leg on the mid pattern bone, when she stepped on the opposite side of the box sending that side up in a seesaw action kind of like stepping on a rake. It’s a blunt injury, far from the worst Midnight has seen, but it seems to cause her pain. Nothing is broken or fractured, but there will probably be a bruise hidden under her leg fur.
>>117187
“What is my story? Heh, I am pleased you asked. My name is Volador Jubilosa, and I am from the Federated Parishes of Sicameon. Excuse me, I forgot the new name. “Territory of the Military Commander in Sicameon.” I grew up in Campo Claro, a little town twenty kilometers outside of Midora, and I attended the Parish School there. There was a griffin there who fancied me. A nice griffin, seemed to be heading to university. I wasn’t betrothed to him, but that seemed to be where things were going. Then you ponies attacked. His militia was mobilized, and I did not hear from him. I was heart broken, and remained in my parents’ house for a month when I found out he had been killed. Still, I persisted, and became a milkgrif, flying around delivering milk in my town. I knew I could make more money if I went to the city, so I did so. I became a typist for a shipping company in Midora. I worked there a year and a half.”
She’s been making gestures with a free claw through out her small speech, but it intensifies at this point, and she moves forward
“You know, there was this kid who lived just down the road from my parents. Then one day he just wasn’t there. I don’t know if he moved suddenly without telling his neighbors, if he joined the partisans out in the forests up north. But I think your secret police got him. Took him from his house in the night. Maybe stalked him as he walked home from the sugar mill where he worked. He wouldn’t have been the only one. Your damned soldiers walked the streets of the city. Redirected shipments going out. Frankly that’s a lot of what I did as a typist. Went over documents about exports, I didn’t like what I saw. I talked about what I saw. And when my parents wrote me and told me about little Mullido down the street just vanishing, I knew that it could happen to me.
So I went back to Campo Claro, and told my parents I would seek refuge in Aquelia until the end of the War. Then I went down to the city to locate a griffin I was told made fake passports. I should have trusted a different griffin. I would have used a ship my company contracts for, except they don’t run to Aquelia. And so, somehow, I ended up here. Tonight.”
The only injury of any kind is on her right hind leg, caused by the wooden side of the box jabbing upwards into Meadow’s leg on the mid pattern bone, when she stepped on the opposite side of the box sending that side up in a seesaw action kind of like stepping on a rake. It’s a blunt injury, far from the worst Midnight has seen, but it seems to cause her pain. Nothing is broken or fractured, but there will probably be a bruise hidden under her leg fur.
>>117187
“What is my story? Heh, I am pleased you asked. My name is Volador Jubilosa, and I am from the Federated Parishes of Sicameon. Excuse me, I forgot the new name. “Territory of the Military Commander in Sicameon.” I grew up in Campo Claro, a little town twenty kilometers outside of Midora, and I attended the Parish School there. There was a griffin there who fancied me. A nice griffin, seemed to be heading to university. I wasn’t betrothed to him, but that seemed to be where things were going. Then you ponies attacked. His militia was mobilized, and I did not hear from him. I was heart broken, and remained in my parents’ house for a month when I found out he had been killed. Still, I persisted, and became a milkgrif, flying around delivering milk in my town. I knew I could make more money if I went to the city, so I did so. I became a typist for a shipping company in Midora. I worked there a year and a half.”
She’s been making gestures with a free claw through out her small speech, but it intensifies at this point, and she moves forward
“You know, there was this kid who lived just down the road from my parents. Then one day he just wasn’t there. I don’t know if he moved suddenly without telling his neighbors, if he joined the partisans out in the forests up north. But I think your secret police got him. Took him from his house in the night. Maybe stalked him as he walked home from the sugar mill where he worked. He wouldn’t have been the only one. Your damned soldiers walked the streets of the city. Redirected shipments going out. Frankly that’s a lot of what I did as a typist. Went over documents about exports, I didn’t like what I saw. I talked about what I saw. And when my parents wrote me and told me about little Mullido down the street just vanishing, I knew that it could happen to me.
So I went back to Campo Claro, and told my parents I would seek refuge in Aquelia until the end of the War. Then I went down to the city to locate a griffin I was told made fake passports. I should have trusted a different griffin. I would have used a ship my company contracts for, except they don’t run to Aquelia. And so, somehow, I ended up here. Tonight.”
>>117188
Dark Star Remains stoic for her story.
"Interesting. Why do you think the Secret Police were involved?""
Dark Star Remains stoic for her story.
"Interesting. Why do you think the Secret Police were involved?""
>>117191
“He was an adult, no need to run away. He didn’t hate his situation there. He would have told his mother”
“He was an adult, no need to run away. He didn’t hate his situation there. He would have told his mother”
>>117193
She rolls her head, closes her eyes, raises her eyebrows and does a sort of shrug
“I never said you’d care, I just said what happened”
She rolls her head, closes her eyes, raises her eyebrows and does a sort of shrug
“I never said you’d care, I just said what happened”
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>>117182
Plot twist: there has to be an incentive for the GM to waste his time interacting with the character.
I have no idea why you think that having your character treat well established female NPCs as if they are articles of clothing that can be stolen and then discarded when you don’t like how they fit, is acceptable, but I assure you that it is not acceptable.
>>117198
I refuse to acknowledge anything happening with the Iron character after >>117142. You can have a reset of any of the scenes leading up to that to see if you want to do anything differently. You can roll a new character who will join the quest later. You can wait in limbo to see if I change my mind later. But what is not happening is trying on my favorite new female NPC like a shoplifted article of clothing and throwing her in the garbage when she makes you look fat, and then proceeding on to combat tonight.
Plot twist: there has to be an incentive for the GM to waste his time interacting with the character.
I have no idea why you think that having your character treat well established female NPCs as if they are articles of clothing that can be stolen and then discarded when you don’t like how they fit, is acceptable, but I assure you that it is not acceptable.
>>117198
I refuse to acknowledge anything happening with the Iron character after >>117142. You can have a reset of any of the scenes leading up to that to see if you want to do anything differently. You can roll a new character who will join the quest later. You can wait in limbo to see if I change my mind later. But what is not happening is trying on my favorite new female NPC like a shoplifted article of clothing and throwing her in the garbage when she makes you look fat, and then proceeding on to combat tonight.
>>117188
Far from the worst yes, but this one hurts Midnight too cause she knows her carelessness caused it.
She gently and slowly strokes Meadows' mane, hoping to calm her down after that.
Far from the worst yes, but this one hurts Midnight too cause she knows her carelessness caused it.
She gently and slowly strokes Meadows' mane, hoping to calm her down after that.
>>117201
She shakes for a moment, but she is calmed down. The hair is long and was arranged in some sort of pattern, but had since been undone. It too, has remnants of a goo remaining in it, messing it up.
“You know what I am glad about?
I can feel things now. When I was suspended in that goo... when I was awake at first... I couldn’t touch anything, except the walls”
She shakes for a moment, but she is calmed down. The hair is long and was arranged in some sort of pattern, but had since been undone. It too, has remnants of a goo remaining in it, messing it up.
“You know what I am glad about?
I can feel things now. When I was suspended in that goo... when I was awake at first... I couldn’t touch anything, except the walls”
>>117202
"That is good to hear. Even of what you feel is pain, it still means your condition is improving, and it means you will get better..."
Midnight wishes she had some type of brush or comb to do the mare's mane, but alas.
"That is good to hear. Even of what you feel is pain, it still means your condition is improving, and it means you will get better..."
Midnight wishes she had some type of brush or comb to do the mare's mane, but alas.
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>>117204
Hey. Not sure where Spark is, but since Onyx is here you guys could start up one the next day of your journey.
Hey. Not sure where Spark is, but since Onyx is here you guys could start up one the next day of your journey.
>>117200
Counter plot twist: If you want an NPC to stick to a PC/PCs, it must have something going for itself that keeps the player/s interested in it.
Unless, of course, you want her to become a villain and subsequently get killed or fade away from memory as she is slowly forgotten.
An NPC is well established due to the players perception of them, because even though the world you create is indeed yours to rule, you do so in order to provide players a setting to play in. Otherwise, you end up playing with yourself and the fun is stripped away even further than how you currently feel.
Now, I'm willing to give her a shot because your actions beforehand were fueled by fear of me metagaming my way out of it to resort to dodging the question in order to keep her around because you like Sands and don't want Iron to discard her as a potential plot hook and fail to properly characterize her which I admit I'm surprised you thought that after that IronxChangeling dream orgy he had on Night 1.
I'll pick to rewind back to when Iron was combing Sands' mane with two hooves.
He asks the following question with his usual small smile he had:
"So, what life did you live before ending up here?"
Counter plot twist: If you want an NPC to stick to a PC/PCs, it must have something going for itself that keeps the player/s interested in it.
Unless, of course, you want her to become a villain and subsequently get killed or fade away from memory as she is slowly forgotten.
An NPC is well established due to the players perception of them, because even though the world you create is indeed yours to rule, you do so in order to provide players a setting to play in. Otherwise, you end up playing with yourself and the fun is stripped away even further than how you currently feel.
Now, I'm willing to give her a shot because your actions beforehand were fueled by fear of me metagaming my way out of it to resort to dodging the question in order to keep her around because you like Sands and don't want Iron to discard her as a potential plot hook and fail to properly characterize her which I admit I'm surprised you thought that after that IronxChangeling dream orgy he had on Night 1.
I'll pick to rewind back to when Iron was combing Sands' mane with two hooves.
He asks the following question with his usual small smile he had:
"So, what life did you live before ending up here?"
>>117203
Indeed, it looks like this mare would benefit strongly from a brush or a bath. But none are available
She sits there in place, where she fell, and looks forward in silence for a moment.
"I can touch things now... But I can't quite feel some things... When those Rashaka take you, they don't just remove from you your strength, your energy, you stamina. They take something from you emotionally, maybe spiritually. Memories of the plantation, the races in the village, seeing the Fire Temple in Neighran... the horses... it's all a vague sadness now. Not even a strong one... At least the numbness has cooled on the outside"
She stretches out a hoof
>>117209
>>117209
>>117210
Brie and Onyx wake up
Do you want the end of the journey, a little side quest, or a dungeon clearing combined with the end?
Indeed, it looks like this mare would benefit strongly from a brush or a bath. But none are available
She sits there in place, where she fell, and looks forward in silence for a moment.
"I can touch things now... But I can't quite feel some things... When those Rashaka take you, they don't just remove from you your strength, your energy, you stamina. They take something from you emotionally, maybe spiritually. Memories of the plantation, the races in the village, seeing the Fire Temple in Neighran... the horses... it's all a vague sadness now. Not even a strong one... At least the numbness has cooled on the outside"
She stretches out a hoof
>>117209
>>117209
>>117210
Brie and Onyx wake up
Do you want the end of the journey, a little side quest, or a dungeon clearing combined with the end?
>>117214
I'm assuming we're geographically still a good distance from the 'end', so I would prefer that we get there organically.
I'm assuming we're geographically still a good distance from the 'end', so I would prefer that we get there organically.
>>117215
Well, assuming the ending is meeting any queen who could help, an ending is not far away. Just a road trip
Well, assuming the ending is meeting any queen who could help, an ending is not far away. Just a road trip
>>117218
"Perhaps, but this could get us killed. Up until now I've been able to rely on my wit and negotiations, but I can make no such guarantees."
"Perhaps, but this could get us killed. Up until now I've been able to rely on my wit and negotiations, but I can make no such guarantees."
>>117222
I suppose I should assume that the 'Lings are squared away, both the young and older ones? Brie returns to Onyx. "I suppose we're all set then. We should have our new friends on either side of the cart when we approach the hive, though they agreed to 'assist' in pulling it (which of course means its their turn)."
I suppose I should assume that the 'Lings are squared away, both the young and older ones? Brie returns to Onyx. "I suppose we're all set then. We should have our new friends on either side of the cart when we approach the hive, though they agreed to 'assist' in pulling it (which of course means its their turn)."
>>117223
"That sounds good to me, let's move out then."
Onyx grabs his halberd before heading to the cart to make sure it's ready for travel.
"That sounds good to me, let's move out then."
Onyx grabs his halberd before heading to the cart to make sure it's ready for travel.
>>117224
"Right behind you," Brie says, gathering the 'Lings, the Changelings, and of course Sparks.
Are there weakened ponies? I seem to recall there being weakened ponies, but somehow I think if we brought them they would end up eaten.
"Right behind you," Brie says, gathering the 'Lings, the Changelings, and of course Sparks.
Are there weakened ponies? I seem to recall there being weakened ponies, but somehow I think if we brought them they would end up eaten.
>>117225
Actually several. The brothers, Ruby and Red Wine, and the Married Couple Dawson and Rose
I assure you your Changeling allies are way ahead of you on that whole "eaten" thing
Actually several. The brothers, Ruby and Red Wine, and the Married Couple Dawson and Rose
I assure you your Changeling allies are way ahead of you on that whole "eaten" thing
>>117226
Well, they could secretively be salty warriors, but that's not where my money is at. Hence, I'm figuring we'll leave the ponies behind.
Well, they could secretively be salty warriors, but that's not where my money is at. Hence, I'm figuring we'll leave the ponies behind.
>>117227
>Warriors of the saltlands
Intriguing idea
Anyways, Seb and Fun can now be made to pull the cart, appearing to be brown ponies. They aren't fully healed, and Fun pretty clearly still wears his bandages, but they are healed-ish. There is no immediate noticeable traffic on the roadway. The sky is clear, the temperature is pretty warm, maybe 20 degrees F. A light breeze, making it feel just a little colder. The sun is barely up
>>117228
Do you agree with >>117227?
>Warriors of the saltlands
Intriguing idea
Anyways, Seb and Fun can now be made to pull the cart, appearing to be brown ponies. They aren't fully healed, and Fun pretty clearly still wears his bandages, but they are healed-ish. There is no immediate noticeable traffic on the roadway. The sky is clear, the temperature is pretty warm, maybe 20 degrees F. A light breeze, making it feel just a little colder. The sun is barely up
>>117228
Do you agree with >>117227?
>>117228
"Oh good, there you are. We're preparing to disembark. Our new changeling 'friends' have offered to pull the cart for a while, but when we get to the hive they're to walk on either side of the cart as something of an escort. I'm figuring that the hive won't respond well if we have changelings operating as laborers."
"Oh good, there you are. We're preparing to disembark. Our new changeling 'friends' have offered to pull the cart for a while, but when we get to the hive they're to walk on either side of the cart as something of an escort. I'm figuring that the hive won't respond well if we have changelings operating as laborers."
For clarification, I know who you mean, I'm just intent on disembarking and since Brie was never really formally introduced nor had any significant interaction with them, he's not inclined to start now.
>>117237
>>117238
>>117231
And so, the ponies set out
Kerr and Wesley go outside and load up in the wagon, hopping through the snow
Wesley: "Ich vermisse die Hitze"
Kerr: "Ich auch"
Maybe Spark gets inside the cabin with them. Maybe even Onyx does as well. Seb and Fun really don't appear to be as strong as Onyx, or really, as strong as they would be under more normal circumstances, but they will suffice
>>117238
>>117231
And so, the ponies set out
Kerr and Wesley go outside and load up in the wagon, hopping through the snow
Wesley: "Ich vermisse die Hitze"
Kerr: "Ich auch"
Maybe Spark gets inside the cabin with them. Maybe even Onyx does as well. Seb and Fun really don't appear to be as strong as Onyx, or really, as strong as they would be under more normal circumstances, but they will suffice
>>117239
Onyx looks uneasy as the cart begins to move.
"Gimme a moment Spark... don't stop. I'll be back"
He suddenly jumps out and gallops to the house, looking for Ruby.
Onyx looks uneasy as the cart begins to move.
"Gimme a moment Spark... don't stop. I'll be back"
He suddenly jumps out and gallops to the house, looking for Ruby.
>>117239
Brie addresses Seb and Fun: "Werden Sie beide in Ordnung sein, dies zu ziehen? Wir werden in regelmäßigen Abständen handeln."
Did you pick Seb cuz of the lolcow?
Brie addresses Seb and Fun: "Werden Sie beide in Ordnung sein, dies zu ziehen? Wir werden in regelmäßigen Abständen handeln."
Did you pick Seb cuz of the lolcow?
>>117243
"Seb" is short for "Seben." His real name is a hell of a lot longer, and frankly just a gender, number, and name of mother and sire
Fun: "Meine Haut ist immer noch empfindlich, aber ich glaube, ich kann ziehen.
Seb: "Ich kann nicht gut atmen und habe Schmerzen. Ich kann versuchen zu ziehen, aber ich kann nicht wissen, wie weit ich gehen kann"
>>117244
He looks up from his dish of potato, turnip, and fir leaves
"Are you going to take me to Canterlot?!?!"
"Seb" is short for "Seben." His real name is a hell of a lot longer, and frankly just a gender, number, and name of mother and sire
Fun: "Meine Haut ist immer noch empfindlich, aber ich glaube, ich kann ziehen.
Seb: "Ich kann nicht gut atmen und habe Schmerzen. Ich kann versuchen zu ziehen, aber ich kann nicht wissen, wie weit ich gehen kann"
>>117244
He looks up from his dish of potato, turnip, and fir leaves
"Are you going to take me to Canterlot?!?!"
>>117245
Brie sighs, taking off his fancy coat and cloak, and stashes them in the coach with the 'Lings, then returns to the front.
To Seb: "Scheisse. Ich hatte gehofft, dass Sie sich nach einer Weile mehr erholen könnten. Zieh das aus, ich zieh."
Brie sighs, taking off his fancy coat and cloak, and stashes them in the coach with the 'Lings, then returns to the front.
To Seb: "Scheisse. Ich hatte gehofft, dass Sie sich nach einer Weile mehr erholen könnten. Zieh das aus, ich zieh."
>>117246
Seb gives excuses, but of course accepts the offer to go back to sleep in the more protected cabin
"Ich wurde mitten durch meine Brust gestochen ..."
I though Onyx would pull?
Seb gives excuses, but of course accepts the offer to go back to sleep in the more protected cabin
"Ich wurde mitten durch meine Brust gestochen ..."
I though Onyx would pull?
>>117245
"Well, would you like to come? You gotta decide, cause the wagon is leaving. Just know it won't be easy."
"Well, would you like to come? You gotta decide, cause the wagon is leaving. Just know it won't be easy."
>>117248
"YES!"
He grabs a blanket, a couple baseball cards, his scout's knife, a pair of milk containers, a sack of turnips, and a half eaten potato, and jumps inside the cabin of the cart after hugging his brother goodbye
"I'll send you pictures!"
"YES!"
He grabs a blanket, a couple baseball cards, his scout's knife, a pair of milk containers, a sack of turnips, and a half eaten potato, and jumps inside the cabin of the cart after hugging his brother goodbye
"I'll send you pictures!"
On second thought, Brie removes his trousers as well and places them with his coat. "Wouldn't want to wrinkle them." he sighs to himself.
He's still wearing his vest (with 2 throwing knives) and his fine sword.
He's still wearing his vest (with 2 throwing knives) and his fine sword.
>>117250
Hopefully that fits under the vest. And hopefully it’s enough protection from the cold
>>117246
>>117248
>>117241
The party pulls ahead, Brie in front. The dogs follow. There’s a pretty decent view of what goes by. Mostly it’s coniferous forest in this area. Though there are some inclines and hills, it’s more flat than not. Occasionally, a steam cuts through, and the road crosses a stone bridge. Birds chirp in the sky regularly, but really it’s more quiet than it isn’t. More than one cart is passed, mostly pulled by oxen. The ponies inside look down or ahead, not at those who pass by, and often cover their faces, presumably because of the cold.
Mostly this road doesn’t have large settlements, or settlements at all. But there is a trend. Individual buildings and small settlements - farm houses, cabins, and less often mills and hamlets - are more likely to look abandoned. Villages and towns may have a guard post in them, and there seem to be ponies living there. The population is becoming centralized. Sometimes, there almost seems to be a line between abandoned and inhabited buildings. There are several buildings that are visibly damaged by artillery, like a windmill that has its top half half blown off, and rubble strewn about.
Of course the forest doesn’t last forever, nor are most of the settlements near the forest. After that, they are meadows, then cattle pastures, more fields of winter wheat, and then fallow field after fallow field. Some naked soil, some planted with clover or grass. Some fields look as if they were burned and never replanted. But most fields have either stubble, clover, or wheat, with occasional crops of Timothy grass, rye, and rapeseed. And all of these are covered in a fine layer of snow, or at least, they usually are. One hamlet seems to be abandoned all together, buildings damaged. The changelings have a definite presence here, even if it is less felt than the pony presence of big red barns, and rustic windmills. Every settlement has a Changeling post near the center. With guards. And a station that has a small fence around it, surely a collection station.
They travel for quite a while
Hopefully that fits under the vest. And hopefully it’s enough protection from the cold
>>117246
>>117248
>>117241
The party pulls ahead, Brie in front. The dogs follow. There’s a pretty decent view of what goes by. Mostly it’s coniferous forest in this area. Though there are some inclines and hills, it’s more flat than not. Occasionally, a steam cuts through, and the road crosses a stone bridge. Birds chirp in the sky regularly, but really it’s more quiet than it isn’t. More than one cart is passed, mostly pulled by oxen. The ponies inside look down or ahead, not at those who pass by, and often cover their faces, presumably because of the cold.
Mostly this road doesn’t have large settlements, or settlements at all. But there is a trend. Individual buildings and small settlements - farm houses, cabins, and less often mills and hamlets - are more likely to look abandoned. Villages and towns may have a guard post in them, and there seem to be ponies living there. The population is becoming centralized. Sometimes, there almost seems to be a line between abandoned and inhabited buildings. There are several buildings that are visibly damaged by artillery, like a windmill that has its top half half blown off, and rubble strewn about.
Of course the forest doesn’t last forever, nor are most of the settlements near the forest. After that, they are meadows, then cattle pastures, more fields of winter wheat, and then fallow field after fallow field. Some naked soil, some planted with clover or grass. Some fields look as if they were burned and never replanted. But most fields have either stubble, clover, or wheat, with occasional crops of Timothy grass, rye, and rapeseed. And all of these are covered in a fine layer of snow, or at least, they usually are. One hamlet seems to be abandoned all together, buildings damaged. The changelings have a definite presence here, even if it is less felt than the pony presence of big red barns, and rustic windmills. Every settlement has a Changeling post near the center. With guards. And a station that has a small fence around it, surely a collection station.
They travel for quite a while
>>117250
>>117248
>>117241
And so, it’s a while before they get to their first major challenge. A guard check point. It’s actually not the first one they came across, but the first one waved them through
Here, the creatures seem more serious. The guard is unambiguously an undisguised Changeling drone in a field grey uniform.
“Papers, Please”
>>117248
>>117241
And so, it’s a while before they get to their first major challenge. A guard check point. It’s actually not the first one they came across, but the first one waved them through
Here, the creatures seem more serious. The guard is unambiguously an undisguised Changeling drone in a field grey uniform.
“Papers, Please”
>>117253
"Ja natürlich, einen moment" Brie immediately responds, removing the harness and stepping back to retrieve his coat, and the requisite documents.
"Ja natürlich, einen moment" Brie immediately responds, removing the harness and stepping back to retrieve his coat, and the requisite documents.
>>117254
The creature responds with an expression of clear surprise, not expecting that result. He is speechless, and leaves Brie to go retrieve the items
The creature responds with an expression of clear surprise, not expecting that result. He is speechless, and leaves Brie to go retrieve the items
>>117255
Returning with the papers provided by the changeling at the border, Brie smiles self-assuredly and extends the paperwork. "Ich vertraue darauf, dass Sie hier alles in Ordnung finden."
Returning with the papers provided by the changeling at the border, Brie smiles self-assuredly and extends the paperwork. "Ich vertraue darauf, dass Sie hier alles in Ordnung finden."
Also, I'm not worried about the cold for the time being, as nothing warms you up like physical exertion
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>>117263
*colt is indeed excite*
It’s a bit weird being in there with a dark brown Earth Pony who isn’t quite familiar though. He wants to take up an entire seat
\r
*colt is indeed excite*
It’s a bit weird being in there with a dark brown Earth Pony who isn’t quite familiar though. He wants to take up an entire seat
\r
>>117265
The pony is lying across the seat on the other side. He has a large, white cloth tightly wrapped around his barrel. He lifts his head up, and looks at Onyx. His blue eyes go wide, and he turns his head around the other way
The pony is lying across the seat on the other side. He has a large, white cloth tightly wrapped around his barrel. He lifts his head up, and looks at Onyx. His blue eyes go wide, and he turns his head around the other way
>>117266
"Hey! If you're gonna ride in this wagon, I wanna answer to my question."
Onyx walks around to the direction the unknown pony turned.
"Hey! If you're gonna ride in this wagon, I wanna answer to my question."
Onyx walks around to the direction the unknown pony turned.
>>117267
The wagon is arranged as two seats facing each other in a little compartment. It is physically impossible for Onyx to go around
The wagon is arranged as two seats facing each other in a little compartment. It is physically impossible for Onyx to go around
>>117271
He blinks. No response
The colt is kind of confused and a little afraid by the tense situation
He blinks. No response
The colt is kind of confused and a little afraid by the tense situation
>>117272
Onyx seems purely baffled now
"Can... Can you even understand me?"
He looks over to Ruby and notes the colt's reaction, relieved that at least he isn't imagining this.
Onyx seems purely baffled now
"Can... Can you even understand me?"
He looks over to Ruby and notes the colt's reaction, relieved that at least he isn't imagining this.
>>117277
"Well? Do something before I throw you in a snowdrift for being a stowaway."
Onyx taps a hoof impatiently.
"Well? Do something before I throw you in a snowdrift for being a stowaway."
Onyx taps a hoof impatiently.
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>>117278
"Oh for fuck's sake, let him sleep! He's still too injured to pull the cart." Brie's voice emanates oddly from the front of the cart.
"Oh for fuck's sake, let him sleep! He's still too injured to pull the cart." Brie's voice emanates oddly from the front of the cart.
>>117283
Onyx pets him more, still casting a glare at the stallion before he lies on the floor hoping that this trip goes well.
Onyx pets him more, still casting a glare at the stallion before he lies on the floor hoping that this trip goes well.
>>117282
Onyx hears a bit of muffled Changeling-speak from the front, and he cart stops for a moment. Moments later, Brie's face appears in the window.
"That's Seb. He was gonna muscle through and pull the cart, but I could tell he's not in condition. Don't wrinkle my suit btw."
Onyx hears a bit of muffled Changeling-speak from the front, and he cart stops for a moment. Moments later, Brie's face appears in the window.
"That's Seb. He was gonna muscle through and pull the cart, but I could tell he's not in condition. Don't wrinkle my suit btw."
>>117285
"Oh. Wait, what suit?"
Onyx looks for any protrusions of a suit from under his body wondering what the bat is on about now.
"Oh. Wait, what suit?"
Onyx looks for any protrusions of a suit from under his body wondering what the bat is on about now.
>>117286
"You'd better not be sitting on it, I'm gonna need the documents in it when we get to this next checkpoint!"
"You'd better not be sitting on it, I'm gonna need the documents in it when we get to this next checkpoint!"
>>117288
I never specified where the suit was, I just figured it gave me an excuse to dialogue with some near 4th-wall breaking references to the upcoming interactions
I never specified where the suit was, I just figured it gave me an excuse to dialogue with some near 4th-wall breaking references to the upcoming interactions
>>117290
Speaking of which
Brie's gaze turns and looks uncomprehendingly to the colt who has joined the party. Then looks at Kerr and Wesley (who should be obvious, cuz the fancy suits), and then back to the colt. Putting on a slightly exaggerated grin he says to the colt. "Why hello there. Who might you be?"
Speaking of which
Brie's gaze turns and looks uncomprehendingly to the colt who has joined the party. Then looks at Kerr and Wesley (who should be obvious, cuz the fancy suits), and then back to the colt. Putting on a slightly exaggerated grin he says to the colt. "Why hello there. Who might you be?"
>>117291
“Oh, hello! Are you one of the ponies that saved my brother and Dawson? I’m sorry we didn’t really meet before but mighty fine thing you did helpin’ these fellows here rescue my brother and all, and Dawson and his wife Rose, real good family friends. Nice to meet you, by the way, my name is Harrowed Holler but folks just call me Ruby on account of my shinny red coat here lookin’ like a Ruby. This fine young man here volunteered to take me to the Canterlot Palace. My folks didn’t really want me to go, with my oldest brother gone and all, but given that things aren’t really safe here they let me go ahead.”
>>117294
“I like not dying!”
>>117293
*colt is pat*
“Oh, hello! Are you one of the ponies that saved my brother and Dawson? I’m sorry we didn’t really meet before but mighty fine thing you did helpin’ these fellows here rescue my brother and all, and Dawson and his wife Rose, real good family friends. Nice to meet you, by the way, my name is Harrowed Holler but folks just call me Ruby on account of my shinny red coat here lookin’ like a Ruby. This fine young man here volunteered to take me to the Canterlot Palace. My folks didn’t really want me to go, with my oldest brother gone and all, but given that things aren’t really safe here they let me go ahead.”
>>117294
“I like not dying!”
>>117293
*colt is pat*
>>117299
Brie turns to Wesley and Kerr. "Jungetiere, ich brauche für jeden von euch ein Wurfmesser. Sie haben noch 2 Stück" then turns to Ruby and says "Do you have any weapons? Do you know how to use these?" he asks, holding up one of the throwing knives.
Brie turns to Wesley and Kerr. "Jungetiere, ich brauche für jeden von euch ein Wurfmesser. Sie haben noch 2 Stück" then turns to Ruby and says "Do you have any weapons? Do you know how to use these?" he asks, holding up one of the throwing knives.
>>117300
Shitty translations aside, -1 knife from both Kerr and Wesley would leave each with 2, and 2 for Brie as well, while also giving 2 to Ruby.
Shitty translations aside, -1 knife from both Kerr and Wesley would leave each with 2, and 2 for Brie as well, while also giving 2 to Ruby.
>>117300
“Okay...”
“Ja”
Ruby looks a little uncomfortable at the the language, but answers
“Well sure, I know how to cut things. I was in junior scouts”
>>117301
He smiles a little more, as Onyx knocks part of his mane down over his eyes
“Well sure, you’re big enough to fight anything. Even fought a bear and won. Changelings too!”
“Okay...”
“Ja”
Ruby looks a little uncomfortable at the the language, but answers
“Well sure, I know how to cut things. I was in junior scouts”
>>117301
He smiles a little more, as Onyx knocks part of his mane down over his eyes
“Well sure, you’re big enough to fight anything. Even fought a bear and won. Changelings too!”
>>117303
"These aren't just for cutting, though they'll work fine enough for that. These are balanced for throwing so that you can strike at an opponent without being up close. Try to keep them hidden, because an opponent won't see you as a threat if you appear unarmed. Then, when they're full of confidence, you can stick them in the face!" Brie conveys with perhaps a bit too much disclosure. "If you want, I'll show you more as we travel." Then, turning to Onyx, flashes a wide-eyed expression for just a moment, before heading back to the front of the cart.
I don't know if this exchange is occurring while the Changelings are examining their papers, or if this is occurring somewhere in mid-transit, but it could work either way.
"These aren't just for cutting, though they'll work fine enough for that. These are balanced for throwing so that you can strike at an opponent without being up close. Try to keep them hidden, because an opponent won't see you as a threat if you appear unarmed. Then, when they're full of confidence, you can stick them in the face!" Brie conveys with perhaps a bit too much disclosure. "If you want, I'll show you more as we travel." Then, turning to Onyx, flashes a wide-eyed expression for just a moment, before heading back to the front of the cart.
I don't know if this exchange is occurring while the Changelings are examining their papers, or if this is occurring somewhere in mid-transit, but it could work either way.
>>117305
Onyx narrows his eyes
"Don't pick on anything bigger than ya, and don't get under my hooves in a fight"
Onyx narrows his eyes
"Don't pick on anything bigger than ya, and don't get under my hooves in a fight"
>>117308
Calling back from his departure "The best combat stance is a scared face! They'll think you're helpless!"
Calling back from his departure "The best combat stance is a scared face! They'll think you're helpless!"
Brie swats at a bug in a gesture that strangely resembles a face-hoof
>>117257
A second Changeling comes out and watches Brie and the cart, while the first reviews the papers. The first then calls the second to look at the papers, says something to him, and later both nod
He says to Brie
"I see... you're the one they called us about. You have special instructions"
He hoofs him a sealed note
A second Changeling comes out and watches Brie and the cart, while the first reviews the papers. The first then calls the second to look at the papers, says something to him, and later both nod
He says to Brie
"I see... you're the one they called us about. You have special instructions"
He hoofs him a sealed note
>>117312
I'm not going to get into the argument as I'm not involved here, but I want to say that I really love your characters, and I appreciate the work you've put into them for both us and the game. I know we don't give you nearly enough appreciation for it, so I just wanted to tell you.
I'm not going to get into the argument as I'm not involved here, but I want to say that I really love your characters, and I appreciate the work you've put into them for both us and the game. I know we don't give you nearly enough appreciation for it, so I just wanted to tell you.
>>117320
Brie gets Fun, and they go back to the cart. "Word of our venture precedes us. We have been given an assignment." He translates the same for the benefit of Kerr, Wesley, Seb, and Fun
Brie gets Fun, and they go back to the cart. "Word of our venture precedes us. We have been given an assignment." He translates the same for the benefit of Kerr, Wesley, Seb, and Fun
>>117323
"It says we're supposed to meet somepony, so I'm assuming its a kill mission." Brie says with enthusiasm.
"It says we're supposed to meet somepony, so I'm assuming its a kill mission." Brie says with enthusiasm.
"... But I always assume its a kill mission." He says with a wink.
>>117326
"Splendid!" Brie doesn't miss a beat and slightly rudely pushes Fun back to the front. where they both don the harnesses and disembark.
"Splendid!" Brie doesn't miss a beat and slightly rudely pushes Fun back to the front. where they both don the harnesses and disembark.
>>117322
>>117324
>>117325
>>117326
What follows is a synopsis of the letter's contents, if not a perfect transcript:
"Steel Otis is a Pony collaborator who used the opportunity of the Liberation of Equestria to rise from being a simple forepony of the Marion Mining Company, to being the Overseer of Taconite production for most of the Haysabi region of Whinnysota. He is aided by the Changeling head of Equine Resources for the Haysabi Taconite mines, a drone called "Fang Zu Lang." For most of the time that the mines have been operating, they have fallen behind in production and requested a more than normal share of equipment. This has been variously blamed on Pony sabotage and heavy rains, but deeper in Winter it is evident that that is not the cause. Otis is suspected of corruption, either selling the Iron himself, or worse, of treason by siphoning ore and materials for the partisans. Zulang, likewise, is believed to be guilty of corruption, and taking bribes to allow the continuation of non-productive behavior.
Your assignment is to collect evidence of said disobedient behavior, and then make an example of the guilty parties
Hail Chrysalis!"
>>117324
>>117325
>>117326
What follows is a synopsis of the letter's contents, if not a perfect transcript:
"Steel Otis is a Pony collaborator who used the opportunity of the Liberation of Equestria to rise from being a simple forepony of the Marion Mining Company, to being the Overseer of Taconite production for most of the Haysabi region of Whinnysota. He is aided by the Changeling head of Equine Resources for the Haysabi Taconite mines, a drone called "Fang Zu Lang." For most of the time that the mines have been operating, they have fallen behind in production and requested a more than normal share of equipment. This has been variously blamed on Pony sabotage and heavy rains, but deeper in Winter it is evident that that is not the cause. Otis is suspected of corruption, either selling the Iron himself, or worse, of treason by siphoning ore and materials for the partisans. Zulang, likewise, is believed to be guilty of corruption, and taking bribes to allow the continuation of non-productive behavior.
Your assignment is to collect evidence of said disobedient behavior, and then make an example of the guilty parties
Hail Chrysalis!"
>>117327
Fun is shoved to the front, a little unsettled, and they go off. It's a road going North of Whinnyapolis, but also not as far West. Fields become barer grasslands, and the layers of snow and frost become thicker
Fun is shoved to the front, a little unsettled, and they go off. It's a road going North of Whinnyapolis, but also not as far West. Fields become barer grasslands, and the layers of snow and frost become thicker
>>117336
As they get started, Brie says to Fun "Entschuldigen Sie meine Begeisterung, aber genau so sorgen wir - und ich meine Sie und ich - dafür, dass die Königin glücklich ist."
As they get started, Brie says to Fun "Entschuldigen Sie meine Begeisterung, aber genau so sorgen wir - und ich meine Sie und ich - dafür, dass die Königin glücklich ist."
>>117337
He nods with a sort of concerned look
"Was auch immer mich davon abhält, erschossen zu werden"
He nods with a sort of concerned look
"Was auch immer mich davon abhält, erschossen zu werden"
>>117338
"Ihre Hilfe wird bei dieser Mission besonders nützlich sein. Wir sollen Korruption und Betrug gegen den Hive untersuchen, und ich bin nicht gut daran gewöhnt, wie die Dinge auf dieser Seite der Mauer funktionieren."
"Ihre Hilfe wird bei dieser Mission besonders nützlich sein. Wir sollen Korruption und Betrug gegen den Hive untersuchen, und ich bin nicht gut daran gewöhnt, wie die Dinge auf dieser Seite der Mauer funktionieren."
>>117340
Then why pet her mane before immediately leaving her in two sentences to go talk to a different female. Why bother in the first place. Why make me think you were going that direction
>>117339
"Ich war noch nie ein Anführer oder hinter einem Schreibtisch ... Aber ich werde versuchen, Ihnen zu helfen"
Then why pet her mane before immediately leaving her in two sentences to go talk to a different female. Why bother in the first place. Why make me think you were going that direction
>>117339
"Ich war noch nie ein Anführer oder hinter einem Schreibtisch ... Aber ich werde versuchen, Ihnen zu helfen"
>>117341
"Ich bitte Sie nicht, ein Anführer zu sein oder hinter einem Schreibtisch zu dienen. Etwas ist faul und die Königin schickt uns, um nachzuforschen. Ich gehe davon aus, dass die Königin diese Mission als Test angeboten hat."
"Ich bitte Sie nicht, ein Anführer zu sein oder hinter einem Schreibtisch zu dienen. Etwas ist faul und die Königin schickt uns, um nachzuforschen. Ich gehe davon aus, dass die Königin diese Mission als Test angeboten hat."
>>117349
Uh... what's the matter?
Uh... what's the matter?
>>117347
"Meine Absicht ist es, die dargelegte Aufgabe zu erfüllen. Davon profitieren alle Beteiligten, auch Sie und Seb. Die Augen der Königin sind auf uns gerichtet, und ich beabsichtige, sie dafür zu befriedigen, dass sie uns dazu bestimmt hat. Es hilft allen."
"Meine Absicht ist es, die dargelegte Aufgabe zu erfüllen. Davon profitieren alle Beteiligten, auch Sie und Seb. Die Augen der Königin sind auf uns gerichtet, und ich beabsichtige, sie dafür zu befriedigen, dass sie uns dazu bestimmt hat. Es hilft allen."
>>117352
"So sei es. Beenden wir diese Aufgabe. Ich kann nicht ewig im Schnee leben und ich möchte nicht erschossen werden"
>>117351
>>117346
Do you think that the Blue Skies character is not likable? Do you think that she is not a pony you can share a proper bond with?
"So sei es. Beenden wir diese Aufgabe. Ich kann nicht ewig im Schnee leben und ich möchte nicht erschossen werden"
>>117351
>>117346
Do you think that the Blue Skies character is not likable? Do you think that she is not a pony you can share a proper bond with?
>>117353
"Mach dir keine Sorgen. Wenn du erschossen wirst, werden wir ALLE erschossen, und ich habe DIESE Scheiße nicht." Brie chuckles.
"Mach dir keine Sorgen. Wenn du erschossen wirst, werden wir ALLE erschossen, und ich habe DIESE Scheiße nicht." Brie chuckles.
>>117354
“Gut zu wissen”
They go forward even further. At least some of the coniferous trees have returned. The cart passes over a a stone bridge. On the other side is a wood and wrought iron rail bridge. On the otherwise in good shape bridge, some of the track ties seem broken in half, including a few falling down and held in place only by their connection to the rails
“Gut zu wissen”
They go forward even further. At least some of the coniferous trees have returned. The cart passes over a a stone bridge. On the other side is a wood and wrought iron rail bridge. On the otherwise in good shape bridge, some of the track ties seem broken in half, including a few falling down and held in place only by their connection to the rails
>>117357
Spot check. Can the cart make it across the bridge?
Secondary check. Can Brie and Fun successfully pull it across?
[1d20-2 = 8]
[1d20-2 = 0]
Spot check. Can the cart make it across the bridge?
Secondary check. Can Brie and Fun successfully pull it across?
[1d20-2 = 8]
[1d20-2 = 0]
Oh FFS
>>117365
They do not die crossing the bridge
On the other side is forest, and past that a town, labelled as "Blackwood" on the sign. The houses are mostly wooden and triangular roofed in a similar design, often treated a greyish color. Off in the distance, over the tree line, the end of a machine pokes up
They do not die crossing the bridge
On the other side is forest, and past that a town, labelled as "Blackwood" on the sign. The houses are mostly wooden and triangular roofed in a similar design, often treated a greyish color. Off in the distance, over the tree line, the end of a machine pokes up
>>117370
Not seeing any signs for a/the Iron Mine, Brie says to Fun "Ich denke, wir sollten in die Stadt fahren und versuchen, die Eisenmine ausfindig zu machen. Es wurde in der Notiz von der Königin angegeben."
Not seeing any signs for a/the Iron Mine, Brie says to Fun "Ich denke, wir sollten in die Stadt fahren und versuchen, die Eisenmine ausfindig zu machen. Es wurde in der Notiz von der Königin angegeben."
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Epic boop
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>>117386
I'm hoping we can continue, too. It sounds like combat is coming up for the Baltimare Group, and I'd like to see what combat will look like with everyone together.
I'm hoping we can continue, too. It sounds like combat is coming up for the Baltimare Group, and I'd like to see what combat will look like with everyone together.
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Um... Hi
Onyx/Midnight and Sparks/(does he have a 2nd character) are as yet unavailable, so the Northern Posse (is that what we're going with?) is on standby.
>>117396
I don't think Spark has something like that.
Dark Star isn't here either, and two missing party members is quite the the blow on party power, so I can't say we can proceed onwards
I don't think Spark has something like that.
Dark Star isn't here either, and two missing party members is quite the the blow on party power, so I can't say we can proceed onwards
>>117396
Going a little further up, at the top of the hill, is a grey stone stone general store, a church of the same grey stone, and a cluster of buildings around a small square.
Looking down the hill, off in the distance a big hole in the earth is visible beyond the tree line, and between the tree line and the hill top is much of the remainder of the town - rows of buildings mostly in an even, planned style, and mostly of that same wooden construction, treated with something that gives the wood a greyish hue. There is almost a second town center, bigger than at the hill top, with a three story building, a smaller building opposite, and elsewhere what looks like a red brick school house, even a cinema.
>>117397
Alright......
Loputu claims that he just wanted to try a cigar and that Mala gave him that one. But Silver shames him into submission.
White Sands takes the cigar with a magical glow
Going a little further up, at the top of the hill, is a grey stone stone general store, a church of the same grey stone, and a cluster of buildings around a small square.
Looking down the hill, off in the distance a big hole in the earth is visible beyond the tree line, and between the tree line and the hill top is much of the remainder of the town - rows of buildings mostly in an even, planned style, and mostly of that same wooden construction, treated with something that gives the wood a greyish hue. There is almost a second town center, bigger than at the hill top, with a three story building, a smaller building opposite, and elsewhere what looks like a red brick school house, even a cinema.
>>117397
Alright......
Loputu claims that he just wanted to try a cigar and that Mala gave him that one. But Silver shames him into submission.
White Sands takes the cigar with a magical glow
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>>117399
She looks up to him and giggles"
"hehe"
Then leviates it to her mouth, and tries to get a grip before picking up a hoof to deal with it. She then sucks on it, making it glow red
She looks up to him and giggles"
"hehe"
Then leviates it to her mouth, and tries to get a grip before picking up a hoof to deal with it. She then sucks on it, making it glow red
>>117401
Iron's eyes widen at the lighting of the cigar's tip, head craning backwards slightly in surprise.
"How did you do that?"
Iron's eyes widen at the lighting of the cigar's tip, head craning backwards slightly in surprise.
"How did you do that?"
>>117402
She giggles again, puckers her lips and blows out a small cloud of smoke with a unique smell neither really pleasant nor unpleasant that smells kind of like wood
She takes it out of the green magical aura, and places it in her hoof
"Have you never smoked a cigar before?" she asks
She giggles again, puckers her lips and blows out a small cloud of smoke with a unique smell neither really pleasant nor unpleasant that smells kind of like wood
She takes it out of the green magical aura, and places it in her hoof
"Have you never smoked a cigar before?" she asks
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>>117403
Iron blinks at Sands.
"I have not."
He glances briefly at the cigar before looking back at her, hooves caressing her mane idly.
"Is that what that itcis?"
Iron blinks at Sands.
"I have not."
He glances briefly at the cigar before looking back at her, hooves caressing her mane idly.
"Is that what that itcis?"
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>>117400
>>117405
She blinks at him, and has a surprised expression
"You really are from the jungle, aren't you? They are like cigarettes, but more expensive and you don't necessarily have to inhale. The ends usually need to be cut first but that was already done for this one"
A set of smoke slowly goes upwards
>>117405
She blinks at him, and has a surprised expression
"You really are from the jungle, aren't you? They are like cigarettes, but more expensive and you don't necessarily have to inhale. The ends usually need to be cut first but that was already done for this one"
A set of smoke slowly goes upwards
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>>117408
Iron cocks his head.
"They smell funny."
He focused his gaze on the cigar.
"Why are you inhaling it?"
Iron cocks his head.
"They smell funny."
He focused his gaze on the cigar.
"Why are you inhaling it?"
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>>117410
She twists part of her mouth up
"It's a cigar. That's the smell of the tobacco plant. And as just now I said, you don't need to inhale it, just let the smoke stay in your mouth"
She twists part of her mouth up
"It's a cigar. That's the smell of the tobacco plant. And as just now I said, you don't need to inhale it, just let the smoke stay in your mouth"
>>117414
"... Sure" She passes it over to him with the green aura, on the non lit side. It still has an orange glow
"Don't try to inhale all of the smoke, but let it sit in your mouth, then puff it out"
"... Sure" She passes it over to him with the green aura, on the non lit side. It still has an orange glow
"Don't try to inhale all of the smoke, but let it sit in your mouth, then puff it out"
>>117415
Iron tentatively opens his mouth, placing his lips on the unlighted tip.
For fun, I'll let the dice decide how good he inhales his first puff.
[1d20 = 4]
<Iron's blowing skills at work
Iron tentatively opens his mouth, placing his lips on the unlighted tip.
For fun, I'll let the dice decide how good he inhales his first puff.
[1d20 = 4]
<Iron's blowing skills at work
>>117417
He widens his eyes in surprise, not liking the sensation.
(Oh no.)
He quickly takes his lips out of the cigar, followed by a series of small coughs.
He widens his eyes in surprise, not liking the sensation.
(Oh no.)
He quickly takes his lips out of the cigar, followed by a series of small coughs.
>>117418
"heheh, you're supposed to take a small breath, and let it sit in your mouth. Not inhale it"
"heheh, you're supposed to take a small breath, and let it sit in your mouth. Not inhale it"
>>117419
Iron can't help but smile lightly.
"I will have keep that in mind for next time."
One last cough comes put of him before facing her.
"Do you usually smoke this kind of stuff?"
Iron can't help but smile lightly.
"I will have keep that in mind for next time."
One last cough comes put of him before facing her.
"Do you usually smoke this kind of stuff?"
>>117420
“Not really. I prefer cigarettes. But these griffins only have cigars, and it’s kind of a more expensive brand. It’s been a long day, and I needed something to calm my nerves.”
“Not really. I prefer cigarettes. But these griffins only have cigars, and it’s kind of a more expensive brand. It’s been a long day, and I needed something to calm my nerves.”
>>117422
She closes her eyes and tilts her head to the side in a manner resembling a shrug
“A life in the city. Working during the day time, trying to be sociable and have fun at night. Living alone.”
She closes her eyes and tilts her head to the side in a manner resembling a shrug
“A life in the city. Working during the day time, trying to be sociable and have fun at night. Living alone.”
>>117426
Silver gladly gives her a cigarette, even lighting it up for her with his lighter, once it's in her possession.
Silver gladly gives her a cigarette, even lighting it up for her with his lighter, once it's in her possession.
>>117426
Iron is admittedly surprised about her love of cigarettes being expressed currently.
"...how often do you take those things?"
Iron is admittedly surprised about her love of cigarettes being expressed currently.
"...how often do you take those things?"
>>117427
She takes it, places it in her mouth, and lets him light it. She gives a smile back to him, more in line with a mischievous smile than the child-like wonder of a moment before
She suck on it, and lets the orange line recede down the cigarette, before later blowing out a long breath
"Thanks"
She takes it, places it in her mouth, and lets him light it. She gives a smile back to him, more in line with a mischievous smile than the child-like wonder of a moment before
She suck on it, and lets the orange line recede down the cigarette, before later blowing out a long breath
"Thanks"
>>117428
"It varies from night to night and who I'm with, but several a day. And this one is the first one in a very long time"
If Iron isn't taking the cigar, she takes that too with her magic
"It varies from night to night and who I'm with, but several a day. And this one is the first one in a very long time"
If Iron isn't taking the cigar, she takes that too with her magic
>>117429
Silver smiles back in his natural, pleased look. He closes his lighter with a *clink*. "No problem."
Silver smiles back in his natural, pleased look. He closes his lighter with a *clink*. "No problem."
>>117430
Iron is slightly concerned over her need of cigarettes
(Maybe she relies on them?)
Nevertheless, his interest lies elsewhere
"What friends do you have out there?"
Iron is slightly concerned over her need of cigarettes
(Maybe she relies on them?)
Nevertheless, his interest lies elsewhere
"What friends do you have out there?"
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>>117433
Yes and no. There are ponies around, yes. Not very many. The presence of things like trucks - looks like a version made for, or the same as an army logistics truck - it looks to be reasonably populated
>>117431
She smiles again back to Silver, now in a more generally happy way
>>117432
She looks at Iron suspiciously. Defensively, even at Iron's look of concern relating to an alleged and completely unproven "need"
"In this area? Not many. It's hard to make friends in a new location, especially in the city. But it's worth trying to meet new ponies"
Yes and no. There are ponies around, yes. Not very many. The presence of things like trucks - looks like a version made for, or the same as an army logistics truck - it looks to be reasonably populated
>>117431
She smiles again back to Silver, now in a more generally happy way
>>117432
She looks at Iron suspiciously. Defensively, even at Iron's look of concern relating to an alleged and completely unproven "need"
"In this area? Not many. It's hard to make friends in a new location, especially in the city. But it's worth trying to meet new ponies"
>>117434
Chill out, man. He needs to find out how good smoking is before he can realize it's an entretainment activity.
Iron's eys widen.
"Oh! Are you a traveler of sorts?"
Chill out, man. He needs to find out how good smoking is before he can realize it's an entretainment activity.
Iron's eys widen.
"Oh! Are you a traveler of sorts?"
>>117436
Iron nods approvingly
"What inspires you to travel so far?"
He looks down for a bit.
"...if it is very far. I think it is."
Iron nods approvingly
"What inspires you to travel so far?"
He looks down for a bit.
"...if it is very far. I think it is."
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>>117438
>>117440
HISSSSS!
>>117437
She nods and raises an eyebrow, then takes a puff
"Oh yes. Very far. Very far indeed. It's nothing less than necessity. Can't live in your hometown without the Talonberg family taking a five eights share of your farm. Can't live in Manehattan without the landlord taking six eighths of your income. So I'm here."
>>117440
HISSSSS!
>>117437
She nods and raises an eyebrow, then takes a puff
"Oh yes. Very far. Very far indeed. It's nothing less than necessity. Can't live in your hometown without the Talonberg family taking a five eights share of your farm. Can't live in Manehattan without the landlord taking six eighths of your income. So I'm here."
>>117441
Iron stares pensively at Sands.
(It sounds like somepony that can help me.)
"So you were a farmer previously?"
Iron stares pensively at Sands.
(It sounds like somepony that can help me.)
"So you were a farmer previously?"
>>117434
>>117441
Brie leans over to Fun and whispers "Wir befinden uns immer noch in einem Bienenstock und sind auf Mission für die Königin. Wie heißt sie übrigens? Wie auch immer, Sie können sich jederzeit als Veränderliche herausstellen, aber bleiben Sie vorerst als Ponys, damit sie Sie nicht als Bedrohung sehen. Nutze die Offenbarung taktisch.
Ich empfehle eine Strategie, die vorgibt, die Jungetiere seien Adlige. Hast du die? Anders als die Königin natürlich; Oh ja, du hast mir ihren Namen gesagt."
>>117441
Brie leans over to Fun and whispers "Wir befinden uns immer noch in einem Bienenstock und sind auf Mission für die Königin. Wie heißt sie übrigens? Wie auch immer, Sie können sich jederzeit als Veränderliche herausstellen, aber bleiben Sie vorerst als Ponys, damit sie Sie nicht als Bedrohung sehen. Nutze die Offenbarung taktisch.
Ich empfehle eine Strategie, die vorgibt, die Jungetiere seien Adlige. Hast du die? Anders als die Königin natürlich; Oh ja, du hast mir ihren Namen gesagt."
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>>117442
"No. My family were."
>>117443
"Es gibt viele Königinnen unter der Königin der Königinnen. Ich weiß nicht, wer Sie geschickt hat, aber jeder von ihnen kann ein Urteil wegen Desertion fällen.
Ich glaube nicht, dass viele Mitglieder der Rasse die Haut eines Ponys tragen würden. Es wäre nicht vorteilhaft für sie. Sie werden überrascht sein, wenn wir es tun."
>>117444
No.
"No. My family were."
>>117443
"Es gibt viele Königinnen unter der Königin der Königinnen. Ich weiß nicht, wer Sie geschickt hat, aber jeder von ihnen kann ein Urteil wegen Desertion fällen.
Ich glaube nicht, dass viele Mitglieder der Rasse die Haut eines Ponys tragen würden. Es wäre nicht vorteilhaft für sie. Sie werden überrascht sein, wenn wir es tun."
>>117444
No.
For a moment, Brie forgets himself and staring straight ahead, adopts an overjoyed expression. "Ich hatte gerade die beste Idee!", remembers himself, and goes back to looking the stance of a standard laborer.
>>117445
Iron hums in thought.
"So you left because of how much money these ponies took from your family, not wanting to be a part of it?"
Iron hums in thought.
"So you left because of how much money these ponies took from your family, not wanting to be a part of it?"
>>117447
"Griffins. A lot of ponies left because they didn't like the culture shock, or the reduced autonomy, or the collectivization"
>>117446
Some eyes watch the creatures as they go forward, towards the second, lower center of town, to where a couple changeling guards seem to be posted. But neither is it an inordinate amount of attention. Carts must not be much out of the ordinary
"Griffins. A lot of ponies left because they didn't like the culture shock, or the reduced autonomy, or the collectivization"
>>117446
Some eyes watch the creatures as they go forward, towards the second, lower center of town, to where a couple changeling guards seem to be posted. But neither is it an inordinate amount of attention. Carts must not be much out of the ordinary
>>117449
Ruby is looking outside of the window
"Well this isn't Whinnyapolis. Where is the State Fair?"
Meadows is standing up, and stretching out, still looking fatigued
Ruby is looking outside of the window
"Well this isn't Whinnyapolis. Where is the State Fair?"
Meadows is standing up, and stretching out, still looking fatigued
>>117445
Brie responds "Das ist mein Punkt. Niemand wird denken, dass Sie Wechselbalg in Pony-Verkleidung sind. Wir sind hier, um diese Firma zu untersuchen, und alle Streiche, die wir spielen können, sind auf dem Tisch. Lassen Sie uns beim Gemischtwarenladen anhalten."
Brie responds "Das ist mein Punkt. Niemand wird denken, dass Sie Wechselbalg in Pony-Verkleidung sind. Wir sind hier, um diese Firma zu untersuchen, und alle Streiche, die wir spielen können, sind auf dem Tisch. Lassen Sie uns beim Gemischtwarenladen anhalten."
>>117450
Onyx looks a bit nervous
"We've... Got a bit of a detour before that."
Midnight does her best to help the mare as she can
"Gently now Meadows, don't strain yourself"
Onyx looks a bit nervous
"We've... Got a bit of a detour before that."
Midnight does her best to help the mare as she can
"Gently now Meadows, don't strain yourself"
>>117452
She nods. Up and down repeatedly
"The long way"
>>117451
"Oh Okay"
Stepping into the grocer shows a set of rows of items of food. The grocery is pleasantly well stocked with a variety of food, including cheese, milk, a few items of vegetables, and bread produced in an attached bakery. There are no processed foods nor more complex baked goods,, though there is a small amount of beat sugar behind the counter. Everything seems to be locally sourced. There is a distinct lack of any tropical fruit, be it mangos or kiwis, and of any kind of food that would need to travel more than 100 miles.
>>117453
".... Alright"
He looks disappointed
"I wanted to ride the tilt-a-whirl.."
>>117454
Loputu nods as well, slowly and solemnly
She nods. Up and down repeatedly
"The long way"
>>117451
"Oh Okay"
Stepping into the grocer shows a set of rows of items of food. The grocery is pleasantly well stocked with a variety of food, including cheese, milk, a few items of vegetables, and bread produced in an attached bakery. There are no processed foods nor more complex baked goods,, though there is a small amount of beat sugar behind the counter. Everything seems to be locally sourced. There is a distinct lack of any tropical fruit, be it mangos or kiwis, and of any kind of food that would need to travel more than 100 miles.
>>117453
".... Alright"
He looks disappointed
"I wanted to ride the tilt-a-whirl.."
>>117454
Loputu nods as well, slowly and solemnly
>>117455
Hold on one sec, he's not going in QUITE yet. After removing the harness, Brie steps back to the cart. Opening the door to the cart, Brie pokes his head in.
"We've been sent on a spying mission. We're to investigate a company for crimes against the Queen. I recommend we kidnap the main Overseer." Brie says with a beaming smile.
Hold on one sec, he's not going in QUITE yet. After removing the harness, Brie steps back to the cart. Opening the door to the cart, Brie pokes his head in.
"We've been sent on a spying mission. We're to investigate a company for crimes against the Queen. I recommend we kidnap the main Overseer." Brie says with a beaming smile.
>>117459
Small colt Brie forgets the name of: "... This is a strange game you're playin'"
>>117458
She takes another puff
"At the time, the Equestrian government was subsidizing tickets to ferry us to Manehattan, Sunset, and Baltimare"
She breathes out
"So we took ships. Came as whole families mostly"
Loputu walks up to listen in on this conversation
>>117457
Um... see >>117459
Meadows:
"Alright"
she tries walking forward again
Ruby is happy again. Until Brie speaks
Small colt Brie forgets the name of: "... This is a strange game you're playin'"
>>117458
She takes another puff
"At the time, the Equestrian government was subsidizing tickets to ferry us to Manehattan, Sunset, and Baltimare"
She breathes out
"So we took ships. Came as whole families mostly"
Loputu walks up to listen in on this conversation
>>117457
Um... see >>117459
Meadows:
"Alright"
she tries walking forward again
Ruby is happy again. Until Brie speaks
>>117461
Brie smiles at the colt. "I'm sure you'll be fine waiting in the cart. It should only take a few moments."
Brie smiles at the colt. "I'm sure you'll be fine waiting in the cart. It should only take a few moments."
>>117462
“Oh... okay”
The colt goes back to doing what he was doing before, which seems to be playing tic tac toe with Wesley using a pencil and his notepad, while Kerr stares silently from a corner and Seb sleeps
“Oh... okay”
The colt goes back to doing what he was doing before, which seems to be playing tic tac toe with Wesley using a pencil and his notepad, while Kerr stares silently from a corner and Seb sleeps
>>117461
"So that is how most Skynavians came to live here. That must have been back when Canterlot would actually do things like that to help ponies in need."
"So that is how most Skynavians came to live here. That must have been back when Canterlot would actually do things like that to help ponies in need."
>>117464
"Oh, I almost forgot." Brie turns to Wesley and Kerr. "Wir wurden auf eine Spionagemission geschickt. Wir sollen eine Firma wegen Verbrechen gegen die Königin untersuchen. Ich empfehle, den Hauptaufseher zu kidnappen." he reiterates, with the same joyous tone.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Brie turns to Wesley and Kerr. "Wir wurden auf eine Spionagemission geschickt. Wir sollen eine Firma wegen Verbrechen gegen die Königin untersuchen. Ich empfehle, den Hauptaufseher zu kidnappen." he reiterates, with the same joyous tone.
>>117470
Brie blinks at him a couple times. "Well I am going to need your help taking him. Unless I can get him alone, and even if I can, there may be guards of one type or another. And if we have to leave in a hurry, you and I will probably have to pull the cart."
Brie blinks at him a couple times. "Well I am going to need your help taking him. Unless I can get him alone, and even if I can, there may be guards of one type or another. And if we have to leave in a hurry, you and I will probably have to pull the cart."
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>>117479
>>117477
Gah!
>>117478
*is comforted by the floofster*
>>117469
Wesley: “ Das ist ein ... das ist etwas Neues”
Kerr: “ Eine Königin! Was für eine Ehre!”
>>117468
“No. My mother wanted to stay there with her mother, and she wanted to stay on the farm. But they wanted me to leave, and to see if taking them later.”
>>117467
Loputu walks over, with a gait most like a fearful and submissive dog. Nevertheless, he answers
“Many stayed. Many went to Bakara. But we came to Equestria. Equestria was something of a fairy tail land to us. Magical guardians, friendship and harmony, wages in a day what would be made in a week back home. Equestria had just defeated it’s own version of Marksism, and was helping those flee from it elsewhere”
>>117465
Ruby: “Well uh, okay”
Meadows walks out now, or tries to
>>117477
Gah!
>>117478
*is comforted by the floofster*
>>117469
Wesley: “ Das ist ein ... das ist etwas Neues”
Kerr: “ Eine Königin! Was für eine Ehre!”
>>117468
“No. My mother wanted to stay there with her mother, and she wanted to stay on the farm. But they wanted me to leave, and to see if taking them later.”
>>117467
Loputu walks over, with a gait most like a fearful and submissive dog. Nevertheless, he answers
“Many stayed. Many went to Bakara. But we came to Equestria. Equestria was something of a fairy tail land to us. Magical guardians, friendship and harmony, wages in a day what would be made in a week back home. Equestria had just defeated it’s own version of Marksism, and was helping those flee from it elsewhere”
>>117465
Ruby: “Well uh, okay”
Meadows walks out now, or tries to
>>117480
Iron ponders for a second.
"I see..."
He looks at her for a second, from horn to hoof
"What sort of skills do you have?"
Iron ponders for a second.
"I see..."
He looks at her for a second, from horn to hoof
"What sort of skills do you have?"
>>117480
"I suppose when you put it that way, I can see why Equestria would seem like...fairy tail land, as you say. It is difficult to see it that way when you have lived in Equestria all your life."
"I suppose when you put it that way, I can see why Equestria would seem like...fairy tail land, as you say. It is difficult to see it that way when you have lived in Equestria all your life."
>>117481
Fairly thin and dainty, a snow white with long haired fur
“Skills?! What do you mean?”
It’s pretty obvious she thinks this is a weird question, or at least, a weird way to phrase it
>>117482
He nods, then lowers his head as he continues nodding
>>117483
They enter out into the hallway. While Meadows isn’t too tall for it, she takes up much of it
Fairly thin and dainty, a snow white with long haired fur
“Skills?! What do you mean?”
It’s pretty obvious she thinks this is a weird question, or at least, a weird way to phrase it
>>117482
He nods, then lowers his head as he continues nodding
>>117483
They enter out into the hallway. While Meadows isn’t too tall for it, she takes up much of it
>>117484
insert black couch here
Iron chuckles at her surprise, before inhaling a little, calming himself down.
"You did travel very far and possibly without much spending money. A pony who can do that must have something to offer in order to sustain themselves. Have you picked up some manual labor jobs along the way, like Khoi?"
insert black couch here
Iron chuckles at her surprise, before inhaling a little, calming himself down.
"You did travel very far and possibly without much spending money. A pony who can do that must have something to offer in order to sustain themselves. Have you picked up some manual labor jobs along the way, like Khoi?"
>>117480
Brie smiles again at the 'Lings. He then grabs his suit and cloak, puts them on, and pats himself down for money. I think he's still got like 40 bits on him, that should be enough. He then looks at Onyx
>>117483
"I'm still working on a plan to get close to him and try to get him alone, but that's fine. We won't be there for another 20-30 minutes. First we need som rope!" and as he says rope, he flares his eyes and eyebrows, putting a bit of adventurous anticipation in his expression. He is of course, still smiling. Without a sense motive check, it is clear that he is famously enjoying himself.
Brie now enters the general store.
Brie smiles again at the 'Lings. He then grabs his suit and cloak, puts them on, and pats himself down for money. I think he's still got like 40 bits on him, that should be enough. He then looks at Onyx
>>117483
"I'm still working on a plan to get close to him and try to get him alone, but that's fine. We won't be there for another 20-30 minutes. First we need som rope!" and as he says rope, he flares his eyes and eyebrows, putting a bit of adventurous anticipation in his expression. He is of course, still smiling. Without a sense motive check, it is clear that he is famously enjoying himself.
Brie now enters the general store.
>>117484
Silver trots up to him, and puts a hoof on his shoulder. "But together, perhaps we all can help to make that fairy tale land reality."
Silver trots up to him, and puts a hoof on his shoulder. "But together, perhaps we all can help to make that fairy tale land reality."
>>117455
Brie looks for provisions. Specifically, he's looking for sturdy rope, the sort that could be used to bound a captive, a black bag that will fit over a head, and anything that could be used as a gag.
Brie looks for provisions. Specifically, he's looking for sturdy rope, the sort that could be used to bound a captive, a black bag that will fit over a head, and anything that could be used as a gag.
>>117486
And thus he sees the scene described earlier, a set of food items that is at once disappointing and better than it could have been
>>117487
Her face now almost has an expression of fear
“Terrible creatures. They trick you into thinking they are one of your loved ones, then they eat you”
>>117488
He blinks, and looks up at Silver
“How?”
>>117489
Trash bag, cloth, and indeed rope
And thus he sees the scene described earlier, a set of food items that is at once disappointing and better than it could have been
>>117487
Her face now almost has an expression of fear
“Terrible creatures. They trick you into thinking they are one of your loved ones, then they eat you”
>>117488
He blinks, and looks up at Silver
“How?”
>>117489
Trash bag, cloth, and indeed rope
>>117485
“Oh... you are asking about my job... Well, now I am helping to take care of the elderly in the ghetto. Skynavian life is a little different, a little more communal. So care for the elderly is more of a collective thing that a family thing, or than a business”
“Oh... you are asking about my job... Well, now I am helping to take care of the elderly in the ghetto. Skynavian life is a little different, a little more communal. So care for the elderly is more of a collective thing that a family thing, or than a business”
>>117490
I'm hoping that its a fabric bag, that one could breathe through. Assuming it is, Brie purchases all three.
I'm hoping that its a fabric bag, that one could breathe through. Assuming it is, Brie purchases all three.
>>117490
"By working together, and putting aside our differences to work towards something greater than any of us. By following example set by those that founded Equestria. It will not fix everything overnight, no, but only together can we right these wrongs, and fix what has been broken in this land and its people."
"By working together, and putting aside our differences to work towards something greater than any of us. By following example set by those that founded Equestria. It will not fix everything overnight, no, but only together can we right these wrongs, and fix what has been broken in this land and its people."
>>117491
Iron ponders it a little bit.
"So your skills are related to taking care of ponies."
He mulls it over for a bit.
"Why would they want to nab a pony who does that?" he wonders to himself out loud.
Iron ponders it a little bit.
"So your skills are related to taking care of ponies."
He mulls it over for a bit.
"Why would they want to nab a pony who does that?" he wonders to himself out loud.
>>117490
Midnight's eyes widen a bit, and she can't quite hide the fear in them.
"You mean... They change form?"
Midnight's eyes widen a bit, and she can't quite hide the fear in them.
"You mean... They change form?"
>>117494
Silver interjects. "They do not care what one did before they were captured. As long as they are fit for manual labor, or...other 'things', they will take them." He speaks 'things' with a particularly disgusted, reviled tone.
Silver interjects. "They do not care what one did before they were captured. As long as they are fit for manual labor, or...other 'things', they will take them." He speaks 'things' with a particularly disgusted, reviled tone.
>>117492
Eh, fabric seed bag. This may require going to a separate shop. Possible all the same
When Brie places his money on the counter, the clerk looks at the money, then looks at Brie, somewhere between confusion and suspicion. He takes the money, then writes in a notebook
>>117494
She nods,
“Yes, my cutie mark is in service. In Manehattan I was a waiter. I’ve tried to get a receptionist job here but they are not easy to get, and the locals expect me to help them there.
I have no idea what these... creatures are thinking about except money. It is beyond me”
>>117495
“In some tales they shapeshift. In others it is an illusion. All the same, they trick you, and prey upon your trust.”
>>117496
She joins in
“They find a division of labor later...”
Eh, fabric seed bag. This may require going to a separate shop. Possible all the same
When Brie places his money on the counter, the clerk looks at the money, then looks at Brie, somewhere between confusion and suspicion. He takes the money, then writes in a notebook
>>117494
She nods,
“Yes, my cutie mark is in service. In Manehattan I was a waiter. I’ve tried to get a receptionist job here but they are not easy to get, and the locals expect me to help them there.
I have no idea what these... creatures are thinking about except money. It is beyond me”
>>117495
“In some tales they shapeshift. In others it is an illusion. All the same, they trick you, and prey upon your trust.”
>>117496
She joins in
“They find a division of labor later...”
>>117496
Iron turns to Silver.
"I would agree with you, but I find it far more plausible they trick ponies into their hold, then restrian them. Jubilosa and Khoi got tricked into a ship to another country, while Loputu was a colt without any really powerful connections to dissuade capture."
He mulls over the thing that's bothering him.
"I do not understand why they would try to kidnap a pony who had a job here, which could raise suspicion of their activities."
>>117497
But after hearing Sands' current predicament of no job until now he nods.
"Oh. Nevermind."
He ponders for a second, interested.
"A waiter, you say?"
(I may have some use for that.)
Iron turns to Silver.
"I would agree with you, but I find it far more plausible they trick ponies into their hold, then restrian them. Jubilosa and Khoi got tricked into a ship to another country, while Loputu was a colt without any really powerful connections to dissuade capture."
He mulls over the thing that's bothering him.
"I do not understand why they would try to kidnap a pony who had a job here, which could raise suspicion of their activities."
>>117497
But after hearing Sands' current predicament of no job until now he nods.
"Oh. Nevermind."
He ponders for a second, interested.
"A waiter, you say?"
(I may have some use for that.)
>>117497
Brie notes the notation, but pays it no mind. With his new acquisitions he returns to the cart, places them inside, removes his suit and places it inside, and returns to the front of the cart to re-harness.
The guards who were seen further along, were they ponies or changelings?
Brie notes the notation, but pays it no mind. With his new acquisitions he returns to the cart, places them inside, removes his suit and places it inside, and returns to the front of the cart to re-harness.
The guards who were seen further along, were they ponies or changelings?
>>117498
She looks more than a little offended at the suggestion that caring for the elderly is “not a job,” but she answers anyways
“Yes. In a fancy restaurant in Manehattan in the center town. I was inexperienced, but they thought I was pretty enough.”
>>117499
She looks around the hallway
“Is that not them right here?”
She looks worried
“What am I seeing then...”
Blue Skies:
“We’re right fucking here Midnight”
>>117500
The guards in the second town center - there are indeed two of them - are changelings, around what looks like a small police station and a three story building marked as the offices of the Marion mining company
She looks more than a little offended at the suggestion that caring for the elderly is “not a job,” but she answers anyways
“Yes. In a fancy restaurant in Manehattan in the center town. I was inexperienced, but they thought I was pretty enough.”
>>117499
She looks around the hallway
“Is that not them right here?”
She looks worried
“What am I seeing then...”
Blue Skies:
“We’re right fucking here Midnight”
>>117500
The guards in the second town center - there are indeed two of them - are changelings, around what looks like a small police station and a three story building marked as the offices of the Marion mining company
>>117507
He mostly means physicial accidents, like tripping while carrying food around or spilling the contents out.
He mostly means physicial accidents, like tripping while carrying food around or spilling the contents out.
>>117510
Iron smacks his lips with uncertainty
(A social pony, probably good on negotiations. There may be some use for her... just not that I can think of currently. Hopefully I can keep her around. Just not as a waitress, from what I hear.)
He decides to give her a long stroke of her mane, checking his combing progress.
Iron smacks his lips with uncertainty
(A social pony, probably good on negotiations. There may be some use for her... just not that I can think of currently. Hopefully I can keep her around. Just not as a waitress, from what I hear.)
He decides to give her a long stroke of her mane, checking his combing progress.
>>117501
Midnight jumps, before glaring at Skies
"I did not notice you. Am I to assume you already know about the changelings?"
Midnight jumps, before glaring at Skies
"I did not notice you. Am I to assume you already know about the changelings?"
>>117513
"Yes, Meadows here calls them by a different name, but they fit the description. We need to be wary"
"Yes, Meadows here calls them by a different name, but they fit the description. We need to be wary"
>>117520
I should clarify. Parking the car in an area near the offices, but with the door to the cart facing away from the office.
I should clarify. Parking the car in an area near the offices, but with the door to the cart facing away from the office.
>>117520
A guard looks at the strange ponies going in. Others pay him no mind. A different pony, a blue Pegasus in winter clothing, simply walks by. The walls are a light blue color, and there is a dark wood receptionist desk with a yellow female earth pony sitting in it over to the left, and a hallway back
>>117521
Alright
>>117522
“Is this whole thing a Changeling operation?!?!?”
A guard looks at the strange ponies going in. Others pay him no mind. A different pony, a blue Pegasus in winter clothing, simply walks by. The walls are a light blue color, and there is a dark wood receptionist desk with a yellow female earth pony sitting in it over to the left, and a hallway back
>>117521
Alright
>>117522
“Is this whole thing a Changeling operation?!?!?”
>>117523
"I am not sure, but there are changelings around. I would recommend we all stay within sight of eachother now."
"I am not sure, but there are changelings around. I would recommend we all stay within sight of eachother now."
>>117523
Once the cart is parked, Brie grabs Fun and goes back to the cart where he grabs (again) his suit (and puts it on, complete with the cload). Then opening the door Brie addresses Onyx and Sparks. "Alright gentlecolts, its game time! Here's the plan. We're a bunch of shady mercenaries who operate on behalf of the queen. We've intercepted someone in their organization who is trying to rat them all out for corruption and imbezzlement. That part will be played by Fun here!" He pats Fun on both shoulders. "We bring him in and demand to talk to the Overseer, using him and our identifications as leverage. Then, we knock the Overseer, one 'Steel Otis' out and replace him with Fun. Fun takes his appearance, and escorts us out of the facility, we all get into the cart, and then leave!" Brie exclaims (not too loudly of course).
Once the cart is parked, Brie grabs Fun and goes back to the cart where he grabs (again) his suit (and puts it on, complete with the cload). Then opening the door Brie addresses Onyx and Sparks. "Alright gentlecolts, its game time! Here's the plan. We're a bunch of shady mercenaries who operate on behalf of the queen. We've intercepted someone in their organization who is trying to rat them all out for corruption and imbezzlement. That part will be played by Fun here!" He pats Fun on both shoulders. "We bring him in and demand to talk to the Overseer, using him and our identifications as leverage. Then, we knock the Overseer, one 'Steel Otis' out and replace him with Fun. Fun takes his appearance, and escorts us out of the facility, we all get into the cart, and then leave!" Brie exclaims (not too loudly of course).
>>117527
"That's.... I.... What. We're foalnapping someone?"
Onyx groans and grabs his halberd.
"That's.... I.... What. We're foalnapping someone?"
Onyx groans and grabs his halberd.
>>117529
"Coltnapping would be the correct term, but yes." Brie says. "The queen wants us to find out the extent of corruption in the organization. I can think of no better way to determine that than by kidnapping him and either torturing him ourselves or handing him over. I mean, the whole point of this mission is to determine the fault and make sure that the problem is rectified. I can think of few better ways to do it,... though I'm open to suggestions."
"Coltnapping would be the correct term, but yes." Brie says. "The queen wants us to find out the extent of corruption in the organization. I can think of no better way to determine that than by kidnapping him and either torturing him ourselves or handing him over. I mean, the whole point of this mission is to determine the fault and make sure that the problem is rectified. I can think of few better ways to do it,... though I'm open to suggestions."
>>117530
Onyx raises an eyebrow
"The queen... As in Queen Chrysalis? Are you telling me this mission is for Queen Chrysalis?"
Onyx raises an eyebrow
"The queen... As in Queen Chrysalis? Are you telling me this mission is for Queen Chrysalis?"
>>117531
"Heavens no, the queen who presides over the home of these two." Brie says, indicating Wesley and Kerr.
"Heavens no, the queen who presides over the home of these two." Brie says, indicating Wesley and Kerr.
>>117533
Technically, I haven't told Fun yet,... but I'll roll with it.
"Erstens müssen Sie so tun, als wären Sie ein Gefangener. Wir werden deinen Kopf mit einer Tasche bedecken und dir die Hufe binden. Keine Sorge, das ist nur eine Ablenkung. Sobald wir drinnen sind, müssen wir vielleicht ein paar Ponys sinnlos schlagen. Ihre Hilfe wird dabei wertvoll sein. Sobald sie geschlagen sind und wir unseren echten Steinbruch haben, müssen Sie sein Aussehen annehmen und uns dann "aus dem Gebäude begleiten"."
>>117534
"No. Apparently there's a bunch of them. Regional directors or some such." Brie says as though its a silly idea.
Technically, I haven't told Fun yet,... but I'll roll with it.
"Erstens müssen Sie so tun, als wären Sie ein Gefangener. Wir werden deinen Kopf mit einer Tasche bedecken und dir die Hufe binden. Keine Sorge, das ist nur eine Ablenkung. Sobald wir drinnen sind, müssen wir vielleicht ein paar Ponys sinnlos schlagen. Ihre Hilfe wird dabei wertvoll sein. Sobald sie geschlagen sind und wir unseren echten Steinbruch haben, müssen Sie sein Aussehen annehmen und uns dann "aus dem Gebäude begleiten"."
>>117534
"No. Apparently there's a bunch of them. Regional directors or some such." Brie says as though its a silly idea.
>>117533
He makes sure to comb all of those annoying little tangles as his focus is set on the luscious light red mane.
(This will surely make her head clear for the combat later... not to mention it is so soft to the touch.)
He makes sure to comb all of those annoying little tangles as his focus is set on the luscious light red mane.
(This will surely make her head clear for the combat later... not to mention it is so soft to the touch.)
Brie looks at Sparks and Onyx. "Both of you will enter with me, don't worry we have identification, and will be primary in beating faces should that be necessary. It probably will, but we might get lucky. Isn't this fun?" He exclaims, entirely disproportionate to the situation.
>>117536
She’s still clearly a pony, but her mane and especially coat have a real different to them. The hair is longer, fluffier even, and more gifts around the legs and ears. Her coat is softer to pet than Cauldron’s - Cauldron has short hairs, and they are more coarse. These are long and nearly fluffy. Her mane flows down, and is less stiff than that of the zebra, which is able to stand straight up where short enough.
Her mane is kept long, but strangely fine. Irons hooves can only take out so many tangles
>>117535
“Oh.... o... okay”
She’s still clearly a pony, but her mane and especially coat have a real different to them. The hair is longer, fluffier even, and more gifts around the legs and ears. Her coat is softer to pet than Cauldron’s - Cauldron has short hairs, and they are more coarse. These are long and nearly fluffy. Her mane flows down, and is less stiff than that of the zebra, which is able to stand straight up where short enough.
Her mane is kept long, but strangely fine. Irons hooves can only take out so many tangles
>>117535
“Oh.... o... okay”
>>117538
"Ach komm schon, es wird lustig! Ha! DU BIST SPASS! Das ist lustig! Aber ja, es sollte eine gute Zeit sein!" Brie pats his shoulder jovially.
"Ach komm schon, es wird lustig! Ha! DU BIST SPASS! Das ist lustig! Aber ja, es sollte eine gute Zeit sein!" Brie pats his shoulder jovially.
>>117538
Iron's tongue lightly comes out as his attempts to straighten her mane out are becoming futile.
(Damn. This is a losing battle.)
He decides to give her a soft, short stroke on her barrel, to signal his work is as done as he can get and recedes with his stroking with a small pout on his face.
Iron's tongue lightly comes out as his attempts to straighten her mane out are becoming futile.
(Damn. This is a losing battle.)
He decides to give her a soft, short stroke on her barrel, to signal his work is as done as he can get and recedes with his stroking with a small pout on his face.
>>117545
“Hehe, why don’t you look around for something long and slender. I don’t have anything, but maybe your mates do”
“Hehe, why don’t you look around for something long and slender. I don’t have anything, but maybe your mates do”
>>117546
Using a penis as a comb when?
Iron's blush increases in intensity at her wording, making him cough lightly, both from surprise and the remnants of smoke in his lungs.
"Alright."
He decides to walk over to Skies, with his everpresent blush.
"Do you by any chance have a brush on you?"
Using a penis as a comb when?
Iron's blush increases in intensity at her wording, making him cough lightly, both from surprise and the remnants of smoke in his lungs.
"Alright."
He decides to walk over to Skies, with his everpresent blush.
"Do you by any chance have a brush on you?"
>>117551
Iron takes the pick, returning to Sands, then tries using it on her mane gently and slowly, hoping it doesn't hurt or bother her.
Iron takes the pick, returning to Sands, then tries using it on her mane gently and slowly, hoping it doesn't hurt or bother her.
>>117553
The hair is thick enough that it cannot harm her. This seems successful, taking out the tangles that his hoof cannot
The hair is thick enough that it cannot harm her. This seems successful, taking out the tangles that his hoof cannot
>>117554
With newfound confidence, he undoes the evil, anarchic tangles with his weapon of hair order.
(Winning this battle is a certainty.)
He smiles to himself.
With newfound confidence, he undoes the evil, anarchic tangles with his weapon of hair order.
(Winning this battle is a certainty.)
He smiles to himself.
>>117555
+2 against tangles
Slowly it is evened out, and laid straight. Her red hair is long, and rests upon her neck, head and back, flowing over
+2 against tangles
Slowly it is evened out, and laid straight. Her red hair is long, and rests upon her neck, head and back, flowing over
>>117556
With a huge smile on his face, he pats Sands' back in reassurance.
"It is done. The menacing tangles have been taken out."
Followed by puffing his chest.
Alright. I think it's combat time.
We can always tame the tail later~
With a huge smile on his face, he pats Sands' back in reassurance.
"It is done. The menacing tangles have been taken out."
Followed by puffing his chest.
Alright. I think it's combat time.
We can always tame the tail later~
>>117558
Iron sits proudly next to her, closing his eyes with a big grin and looking slightly up.
"I am eager to please."
Iron sits proudly next to her, closing his eyes with a big grin and looking slightly up.
"I am eager to please."
>>117563
I'm kinda hoping Star shows up so we can move on.
Otherwise, I might as well comb Sands' tail.
I'm kinda hoping Star shows up so we can move on.
Otherwise, I might as well comb Sands' tail.
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>>117569
I think Iron and I are waiting on Dark Star, but we're pretty well ready to proceed, free some prisoners, and take on some griffons.
I think Iron and I are waiting on Dark Star, but we're pretty well ready to proceed, free some prisoners, and take on some griffons.
>>117569
I had hoped Dark Star would've come by now,
but if I have all this time...
Iron glances back at Sands' tail to see if it needs some combing as well.
I had hoped Dark Star would've come by now,
but if I have all this time...
Iron glances back at Sands' tail to see if it needs some combing as well.
"Alright, places everypony,... er bug,... whatever." To Sparks and Onyx, Brie says "Remember, we're disreputable mercenaries." Then to Fun "Tut mir leid, aber es ist unsere beste Option. Ihnen wird kein bleibender Schaden zugefügt."
When Fun is ready, Brie places the bag over his head. He cuts a small piece of rope to bind Fun's forehooves, and then places the rope around Fun's neck like a leash. Checking Fun's appearance briefly he says. "Alright, let's proceed inside.!"
As they're leaving, as an afterthought, Brie looks over to Ruby. "We'll explain more when we get back." and with a wink, turns toward the office.
When Fun is ready, Brie places the bag over his head. He cuts a small piece of rope to bind Fun's forehooves, and then places the rope around Fun's neck like a leash. Checking Fun's appearance briefly he says. "Alright, let's proceed inside.!"
As they're leaving, as an afterthought, Brie looks over to Ruby. "We'll explain more when we get back." and with a wink, turns toward the office.
>>117573
Onyx sighs and turns to Ruby as he slings his halberd over his shoulder.
"Be good, and I promise we'll be back soon...."
He turns to follow Brie but says over his shoulder
"Um... Sorry about all this"
He then quickly follows
Onyx sighs and turns to Ruby as he slings his halberd over his shoulder.
"Be good, and I promise we'll be back soon...."
He turns to follow Brie but says over his shoulder
"Um... Sorry about all this"
He then quickly follows
>>117576
Brie whispers "Hopefully it will just be a simple snatch and grab, or perhaps a modest beat-down, but don't hesitate to get creative!"
Brie whispers "Hopefully it will just be a simple snatch and grab, or perhaps a modest beat-down, but don't hesitate to get creative!"
>>117582
Iron, albeit with a small blush when realizing what he just asked to do, simply presses on with a determined look, placing the comb from the dock of her tail to the tip, wanting to take out those mean tangles that dare cause chaos against the mare's otherwise orderly look.
He inhales a bit.
"Do you usually comb your mane?"
Iron, albeit with a small blush when realizing what he just asked to do, simply presses on with a determined look, placing the comb from the dock of her tail to the tip, wanting to take out those mean tangles that dare cause chaos against the mare's otherwise orderly look.
He inhales a bit.
"Do you usually comb your mane?"
>>117587
"I'll just make my way inside then. This isn't a 'scheduled' meeting, but I daresay he will want to see us right away."
Bluff
{1d20+7]
"I'll just make my way inside then. This isn't a 'scheduled' meeting, but I daresay he will want to see us right away."
Bluff
{1d20+7]
I probably should have mentioned that by "making way inside" he was turning to go in (wherever in is, I'm sure there's doors). Seems kind of crass after the roll, but that was his intention regardless.
>>117587
Iron can't help but sweat a little from the reaction, moving the pick up and down along her silk strands with tentative strokes.
"I see."
His blush at how he's acting only gets stronger as his hooves get closer to touching the sacred no-no before every brush
"I heard you like movies. What are those?"
Iron can't help but sweat a little from the reaction, moving the pick up and down along her silk strands with tentative strokes.
"I see."
His blush at how he's acting only gets stronger as his hooves get closer to touching the sacred no-no before every brush
"I heard you like movies. What are those?"
>>117592
"Surely he will be back before too long. I can't imagine he has more to busy himself than with,... well overseeing."
"Surely he will be back before too long. I can't imagine he has more to busy himself than with,... well overseeing."
>>117592
Iron's stress levels die down after catching an actual topic worth discussing over while the tail combing continues, making him forget slightly the action he's doing. In fact, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Really? You mean moving pictures? What kind of magic is that?"
Iron's stress levels die down after catching an actual topic worth discussing over while the tail combing continues, making him forget slightly the action he's doing. In fact, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Really? You mean moving pictures? What kind of magic is that?"
>>117595
"I see. You'll have to excuse me as - though it weren't obvious already - I'm not from around here. Is there an Inn or some such locale that I can wait for him at in the area?"
"I see. You'll have to excuse me as - though it weren't obvious already - I'm not from around here. Is there an Inn or some such locale that I can wait for him at in the area?"
>>117596
She giggles again, holding a hoof to her mouth
"Well, have you heard of Gone with the Whinny?"
>>117597
She stares at him blank faced
"... Is.... I'm guessing it's not urgent? If it's urgent you can just walk to the South Mine and meet him. It's very close, less than a mile away. Would you like to talk to someone else maybe? His first assistant? Maybe Security?"
She giggles again, holding a hoof to her mouth
"Well, have you heard of Gone with the Whinny?"
>>117597
She stares at him blank faced
"... Is.... I'm guessing it's not urgent? If it's urgent you can just walk to the South Mine and meet him. It's very close, less than a mile away. Would you like to talk to someone else maybe? His first assistant? Maybe Security?"
>>117599
"No, this matter demands I speak to him directly. Though since you mention, what is your impression of his first assistant?"
"No, this matter demands I speak to him directly. Though since you mention, what is your impression of his first assistant?"
>>117599
Iron stares at Sands blankly, not even attempting to remember if he had heard of it, followed by a shake of the head but with renewed interest.
"Tell me about it!" he chirps out.
Iron stares at Sands blankly, not even attempting to remember if he had heard of it, followed by a shake of the head but with renewed interest.
"Tell me about it!" he chirps out.
>>117603
Brie smiles as though she has just said something she might not have wanted to. "If I were, I would have the good sense not to admit to it, wouldn't I?"
Bluff [1d20+7 = 26]
>>117601
"You're right, we have other matters to attend to."
Back to the Yellow-mare "Thank you for your discretion. We'll try the mine then."
Brie smiles as though she has just said something she might not have wanted to. "If I were, I would have the good sense not to admit to it, wouldn't I?"
Bluff [1d20+7 = 26]
>>117601
"You're right, we have other matters to attend to."
Back to the Yellow-mare "Thank you for your discretion. We'll try the mine then."
Hot damn, my rolls are ON tonight
>>117606
It was a bluff to imply that yes he is part of the PLA, but is shrewd enough to not admit to it.
It was a bluff to imply that yes he is part of the PLA, but is shrewd enough to not admit to it.
>>117608
Yes, they leave the office and head back toward the cart, undoing Fun's binds and bag and such, Brie removing his suit and cloak, stashing it in the cart, and then resuming the lead.
Yes, they leave the office and head back toward the cart, undoing Fun's binds and bag and such, Brie removing his suit and cloak, stashing it in the cart, and then resuming the lead.
>>117611
"What kind of bureaucrat isn't sitting in a comfy office? Absurd! Still, we know the PLA has their hoof in whatever is going on here. Same plan, different location."
"What kind of bureaucrat isn't sitting in a comfy office? Absurd! Still, we know the PLA has their hoof in whatever is going on here. Same plan, different location."
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Looks like everyone from all gangs are here.
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>>117615
>>117616
They go onwards. A guard stares them down as they move, but does not act. They go onwards, past cookie cutter buildings, past a railroad track, and through a set of woods. The trees are not even a hundred yards thick before a clearing. This clearing leads out into what could be thought of as a stunning sight
Beneath and before them lies a huge black pit of rock and ore, with valleys all of its own, spanning hundreds of acres and possibly more than a square mile. 100 feet deep (deeper?) at parts and spanning, though perhaps not to the horizon, certainly a fine distance. Inside are dozens of diesel trucks with steel beds, ponies hauling carts, and steam shovels. With magic, diesel, probably explosives, steam and sheer horsepower, they rend the earth and move it likely towards the left side of the mine.
On the mine’s left side is the sand railway line, with a long train with dozens of open cars, and a steam locomotive billowing black smoke into the air. This is next to a large facility that must crush, sort, and clean ore, at the edge of the nine. Below, inside the mind, are a set of trailers and a few more ponies. Elsewhere are what seems to be pumps.
>>117616
They go onwards. A guard stares them down as they move, but does not act. They go onwards, past cookie cutter buildings, past a railroad track, and through a set of woods. The trees are not even a hundred yards thick before a clearing. This clearing leads out into what could be thought of as a stunning sight
Beneath and before them lies a huge black pit of rock and ore, with valleys all of its own, spanning hundreds of acres and possibly more than a square mile. 100 feet deep (deeper?) at parts and spanning, though perhaps not to the horizon, certainly a fine distance. Inside are dozens of diesel trucks with steel beds, ponies hauling carts, and steam shovels. With magic, diesel, probably explosives, steam and sheer horsepower, they rend the earth and move it likely towards the left side of the mine.
On the mine’s left side is the sand railway line, with a long train with dozens of open cars, and a steam locomotive billowing black smoke into the air. This is next to a large facility that must crush, sort, and clean ore, at the edge of the nine. Below, inside the mind, are a set of trailers and a few more ponies. Elsewhere are what seems to be pumps.
>>117625
I probably should have clarified earlier, but when you say trailers, can you be more specific? I mean are we talking mobile building trailers? Empty hauling trailers? Redneck RV trailers? Breaking Bad trailers?
I probably should have clarified earlier, but when you say trailers, can you be more specific? I mean are we talking mobile building trailers? Empty hauling trailers? Redneck RV trailers? Breaking Bad trailers?
>>117626
For some reason it never occurred to me that not every one has been to a construction site and seen those mobile home like trailer- buildings they put offices in, or have seen the same used to hold classrooms in those schools where the population of children is far beyond that of the capacity of the permanent school buildings. I don’t know what those things are called and I can’t figure it out right now
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For some reason it never occurred to me that not every one has been to a construction site and seen those mobile home like trailer- buildings they put offices in, or have seen the same used to hold classrooms in those schools where the population of children is far beyond that of the capacity of the permanent school buildings. I don’t know what those things are called and I can’t figure it out right now
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>>117631
"Alright, but don't go anywhere. Once I've figured out which one is Otis, we may have a fight on our hands. Hopefully not." Brie retrieves his suit, his cloak, and all his paperwork should he need it and then knocks on the most apparently active trailer's door.
"Alright, but don't go anywhere. Once I've figured out which one is Otis, we may have a fight on our hands. Hopefully not." Brie retrieves his suit, his cloak, and all his paperwork should he need it and then knocks on the most apparently active trailer's door.
>>117633
Spark sees more or less this >>117622. Of course, he's on the inside, but it's a black, rocky pit that strecthes for perhaps a mile with steam shovels dotting it, and far beyond, some grass and pine trees.
Close to sprak are three seperate trailers. Two are lined up almost, but kind of angled inwards, and one is a bit off yet almost parallel to one of the others. There are a couple ponies who seem to be roaming around, going to the units
>>117632
A gruff voice answers
"What? Just open the door"
Spark sees more or less this >>117622. Of course, he's on the inside, but it's a black, rocky pit that strecthes for perhaps a mile with steam shovels dotting it, and far beyond, some grass and pine trees.
Close to sprak are three seperate trailers. Two are lined up almost, but kind of angled inwards, and one is a bit off yet almost parallel to one of the others. There are a couple ponies who seem to be roaming around, going to the units
>>117632
A gruff voice answers
"What? Just open the door"
>>117636
Brie opens the door. It looks like a lavenderish colored crystal pony is the one who responded. He has his winter coat loosen up, and lazily holds a steel mug in one hoof and a cigarette in the other. Inside he sees a few ponies and one changeling - who is as unenthusiastic to return to the cold as the ponies - sitting along a set of chairs, with a table in the center, mostly with coffee and or cigarettes
"No. This is the breakroom trailer. He'll be with the forepony over in the foremare's trailer"
Brie opens the door. It looks like a lavenderish colored crystal pony is the one who responded. He has his winter coat loosen up, and lazily holds a steel mug in one hoof and a cigarette in the other. Inside he sees a few ponies and one changeling - who is as unenthusiastic to return to the cold as the ponies - sitting along a set of chairs, with a table in the center, mostly with coffee and or cigarettes
"No. This is the breakroom trailer. He'll be with the forepony over in the foremare's trailer"
>>117637
"Ah, my mistake. Which trailer is the Foremare's? I don't know my way around here, but I must speak with him urgently."
"Ah, my mistake. Which trailer is the Foremare's? I don't know my way around here, but I must speak with him urgently."
>>117639
"My thanks." Leaving the trailer, Brie wanders over to the cart. "He should be in that trailer there." He says pointing. "There's some rough looking ponies in that first trailer, so if things get hairy we're in for a bit of a brawl."
"My thanks." Leaving the trailer, Brie wanders over to the cart. "He should be in that trailer there." He says pointing. "There's some rough looking ponies in that first trailer, so if things get hairy we're in for a bit of a brawl."
>>117640
"Oh fun, this is just swell."
Onyx stands by the cart, ready to either fight or quickly leave depending on how this goes down.
"Oh fun, this is just swell."
Onyx stands by the cart, ready to either fight or quickly leave depending on how this goes down.
>>117643
"Stay here, I'm gonna try and draw him out. If you hear me scream its cuz he's beating the life out of me, but otherwise I should be able to lure him out of the trailer."
"Stay here, I'm gonna try and draw him out. If you hear me scream its cuz he's beating the life out of me, but otherwise I should be able to lure him out of the trailer."
Brie goes and knocks on the indicated trailer
>inb4 there's more than one trailer in that direction
>inb4 there's more than one trailer in that direction
>>117641
>>117631
>>117630
Khoi remains as she has, like a guard dog at attention by the door
"Somecreature's coming!"
>>117640
A green unicorn walks by, and opens the door
"Alright, back to work. We're behind our quota already"
The crystal pony retorts
"Our machine isn't working"
"No way your shovel is down too. Do it manually if you have to, just get back to work"
>>117631
>>117630
Khoi remains as she has, like a guard dog at attention by the door
"Somecreature's coming!"
>>117640
A green unicorn walks by, and opens the door
"Alright, back to work. We're behind our quota already"
The crystal pony retorts
"Our machine isn't working"
"No way your shovel is down too. Do it manually if you have to, just get back to work"
>>117646
Midnight's wings reach under the opposite wing and seem to wrap around something when she hears the warning, placing herself between Meadows and the door.
Midnight's wings reach under the opposite wing and seem to wrap around something when she hears the warning, placing herself between Meadows and the door.
>>117647
Through the door:
"Hello, I'm looking for a Mr. Steel Otis. I have an urgent matter that requires his attention."
Through the door:
"Hello, I'm looking for a Mr. Steel Otis. I have an urgent matter that requires his attention."
>>117650
Opening the door, Brie enters the trailer.
Spot check (anything that seems useful or relevant)
[1d20-1 = 6]
Opening the door, Brie enters the trailer.
Spot check (anything that seems useful or relevant)
[1d20-1 = 6]
>>117646
Iron stops his combing, standing up and expecting a fight, stuffing the pick in his clothes.
"Sands, behind me," he whispers to the unicorn.
He awaits, ready to pounce any living thing that Khoi just mentioned.
Iron stops his combing, standing up and expecting a fight, stuffing the pick in his clothes.
"Sands, behind me," he whispers to the unicorn.
He awaits, ready to pounce any living thing that Khoi just mentioned.
>>117651
>>117648
>>117630
The creatures are not yet there, but down the hall
"I would've thought Kurzefeder would have got the heat back on by now. It is too cold here."
"Thing must really be down if he still hasn't got it back up"
"I hope he didn't take extra time with that sicameonese girl"
"And where are those other captives? The gnolls should've brought them up by now"
"Maybe they are with the girl"
"Whatever, we'll get them ourselves"
>>117652
Desk to the left. Blue unicorn mare. Board over to the right with papers pinned to it. What is useful?
>>117648
>>117630
The creatures are not yet there, but down the hall
"I would've thought Kurzefeder would have got the heat back on by now. It is too cold here."
"Thing must really be down if he still hasn't got it back up"
"I hope he didn't take extra time with that sicameonese girl"
"And where are those other captives? The gnolls should've brought them up by now"
"Maybe they are with the girl"
"Whatever, we'll get them ourselves"
>>117652
Desk to the left. Blue unicorn mare. Board over to the right with papers pinned to it. What is useful?
>>117654
He decides to await these griffs in the storage room, at the door, ready to pounce them the moment he hears they're in front of the door.
He decides to await these griffs in the storage room, at the door, ready to pounce them the moment he hears they're in front of the door.
>>117658
"I see. I was told that I could find him here. Or was he the green unicorn whom I just passed outside?"
"I see. I was told that I could find him here. Or was he the green unicorn whom I just passed outside?"
>>117667
There are two of them. The black creatures are drones, wearing white, including a white fuzzy hat. It's a bit of a contrast because almost all of the ones they have met so far wore a grey uniform. They are obviously guards or other security staff. One looks at the door, the other back at Spark
>>117669
The little hallway has a room off to the right, another door past that, and a door at the end
There are two of them. The black creatures are drones, wearing white, including a white fuzzy hat. It's a bit of a contrast because almost all of the ones they have met so far wore a grey uniform. They are obviously guards or other security staff. One looks at the door, the other back at Spark
>>117669
The little hallway has a room off to the right, another door past that, and a door at the end
>>117674
"Thanks again." Brie smiles and heads toward the back office and knocks three times on the door.
"Thanks again." Brie smiles and heads toward the back office and knocks three times on the door.
>>117670
Spark addresses the changelings.
"Hello there. I must say, it is a bit cold out here. Why don't you two head the the break room for a bit and warm up. We got this shift covered."
Spark addresses the changelings.
"Hello there. I must say, it is a bit cold out here. Why don't you two head the the break room for a bit and warm up. We got this shift covered."
>>117677
"Hello sir, my name is Brie and I have an urgent matter that requires your attention. May I have a word?"
"Hello sir, my name is Brie and I have an urgent matter that requires your attention. May I have a word?"
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