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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
/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
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>>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"
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