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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I assume nothing's gonna happen today either?
>>118854
There will definitely be no group advancement. And the next time there is a group advancement, I don’t think it will be the same group
There will definitely be no group advancement. And the next time there is a group advancement, I don’t think it will be the same group
>>118856
It’s the players I am not sure are coming back. But I guess that is a possibility. Are you enthusiastic for such a restart?
It’s the players I am not sure are coming back. But I guess that is a possibility. Are you enthusiastic for such a restart?
>>118857
I do want Cauldron to accomplish her dream... and Zwolf is a neat character that has promise in the worldbuilding side...
I do want Cauldron to accomplish her dream... and Zwolf is a neat character that has promise in the worldbuilding side...
>>118861
Okay...
Iron’s last question
> "Are you sure? My touching always gets out of hoof whenever my mind downstairs wakes up."
She starts to sit up, and looks away. Her head over to the bookshelf, but her eyes further up and to the right, with almost focused eyes and a harder expression
“No no... you are alright”
>>118860
Well, Silver was wanting to go get more whiskey bottles and maybe fuel oil. But there will definitely be no Dark Star, and probably no Midnight to join him
Okay...
Iron’s last question
> "Are you sure? My touching always gets out of hoof whenever my mind downstairs wakes up."
She starts to sit up, and looks away. Her head over to the bookshelf, but her eyes further up and to the right, with almost focused eyes and a harder expression
“No no... you are alright”
>>118860
Well, Silver was wanting to go get more whiskey bottles and maybe fuel oil. But there will definitely be no Dark Star, and probably no Midnight to join him
>>118862
Iron cocks his head while he pouts, lowering his brow with worry.
"You do not seem as eager as before."
He shuffles closer to Sands
"I can tell you have a big weight chaining you down."
Iron cocks his head while he pouts, lowering his brow with worry.
"You do not seem as eager as before."
He shuffles closer to Sands
"I can tell you have a big weight chaining you down."
>>118863
Her light red tail is spread across to bed, tilted slightly right, in the direction of Iron. Her front right leg supports her weight, while she brings the left forehoove towards her head. She tilts her head lightly, still looking up, and not towards Iron
“Well....”
Her light red tail is spread across to bed, tilted slightly right, in the direction of Iron. Her front right leg supports her weight, while she brings the left forehoove towards her head. She tilts her head lightly, still looking up, and not towards Iron
“Well....”
>>118864
Iron's ears rise up at her piping up, ready to hear her problem as his tail swishes once towards the edge of the bed.
Iron's ears rise up at her piping up, ready to hear her problem as his tail swishes once towards the edge of the bed.
>>118865
“No.... I don’t have a chain assigning me down...”
Her voice is almost empty
“I don’t have a zebra at home, for instance....”
Now, her head turns back to Iron. Her muzzle faces his firmly, and both of her eyes look right at him. She has dense green eyes. These are not the light green eyes that normally come to mind when you hear the term “green eyes,” those yellow-tinted glasses that are the color of spring tree leaves, at the greenest. These are darker, much darker and denser, like pine tree needles at dusk. And they are staring at Iron
“What was it again that you and your... ‘coworkers’ were trying to do here in this building tonight?”
“No.... I don’t have a chain assigning me down...”
Her voice is almost empty
“I don’t have a zebra at home, for instance....”
Now, her head turns back to Iron. Her muzzle faces his firmly, and both of her eyes look right at him. She has dense green eyes. These are not the light green eyes that normally come to mind when you hear the term “green eyes,” those yellow-tinted glasses that are the color of spring tree leaves, at the greenest. These are darker, much darker and denser, like pine tree needles at dusk. And they are staring at Iron
“What was it again that you and your... ‘coworkers’ were trying to do here in this building tonight?”
>>118862
I suppose that leaves Silver to do so himself. But first, if I remember correctly, there's an unconscious robed griffon to deal with.
What exactly is her robe made out of? Anything inflammable?
I suppose that leaves Silver to do so himself. But first, if I remember correctly, there's an unconscious robed griffon to deal with.
What exactly is her robe made out of? Anything inflammable?
>>118866
Iron blushes slightly at the mention of Cauldron.
(Damn Silver.)
But her green eyes leaves him astonished, wondering what's going on.
"I... do not really remember. Some mission to find evidence to bust this place down, but escalated into pseudo-vigilantism."
Iron blushes slightly at the mention of Cauldron.
(Damn Silver.)
But her green eyes leaves him astonished, wondering what's going on.
"I... do not really remember. Some mission to find evidence to bust this place down, but escalated into pseudo-vigilantism."
>>118867
That is a shocklingly difficult question to answer. The robes are made from a base fabric of relatively mundane industrially woven cloth of wool or cotton not significantly different from what is normally available, even if they were specially tailored. The problem is: cotton is flammable, and wool is flame resistant. And it’s hard to figure out if they would be wool or cotton
That is a shocklingly difficult question to answer. The robes are made from a base fabric of relatively mundane industrially woven cloth of wool or cotton not significantly different from what is normally available, even if they were specially tailored. The problem is: cotton is flammable, and wool is flame resistant. And it’s hard to figure out if they would be wool or cotton
>>118871
Iron shakes his head.
"To keep it simple: We were here to take down these griffons by whichever means we desire, authorized by law enforcement."
Iron shakes his head.
"To keep it simple: We were here to take down these griffons by whichever means we desire, authorized by law enforcement."
>>118873
Iron turns determined.
"I plan to take down the griffons for their crimes with my own two hooves, not to mention my coworkers and... current acquaintances."
But his face falls slightly at what he was about to do to Sands,
"Although I have to admit I am frustrated for reasons outside this mission."
His erect member twitches slightly.
Iron turns determined.
"I plan to take down the griffons for their crimes with my own two hooves, not to mention my coworkers and... current acquaintances."
But his face falls slightly at what he was about to do to Sands,
"Although I have to admit I am frustrated for reasons outside this mission."
His erect member twitches slightly.
>>118873
Only one thing to do, then.
Silver tears off a strip from the griffon's robe using his survival knife, and uses his Hippo lighter to try to set fire to it.
Only one thing to do, then.
Silver tears off a strip from the griffon's robe using his survival knife, and uses his Hippo lighter to try to set fire to it.
>>118878
Silver nods, and runs the cloth under water from a sink to douse it. "This will do."
He then turns to the griffon, offering the unconscious creature a "Sorry about this" before disrobing her.
Silver nods, and runs the cloth under water from a sink to douse it. "This will do."
He then turns to the griffon, offering the unconscious creature a "Sorry about this" before disrobing her.
>>118879
The piece of cloth is wet and falls down, blacked and charred by fire on the ends, and showing so many strands of woven cotton on fraying out
And thus, Silver disrobes the griffin. Actually disrobing more females than Iron
A little tag on the robes read out long list of nations
The piece of cloth is wet and falls down, blacked and charred by fire on the ends, and showing so many strands of woven cotton on fraying out
And thus, Silver disrobes the griffin. Actually disrobing more females than Iron
A little tag on the robes read out long list of nations
>>118882
She holds it up
“Cloth... cotton grown in Sicameon. Woven and dyed in New Mareland. Tailored in Skyfall. Sold from White Bell.“
She hooves the five back to him
“The interdependence and excessive complexity of the Griffonian economy in a single piece of clothing. No wonder it collapsed so easily and so thoroughly.”
Shaking her head
“International capitalism...”
>>118881
She moves her head straight up, again looking at Iron
“And what happens after it is all over?”
She holds it up
“Cloth... cotton grown in Sicameon. Woven and dyed in New Mareland. Tailored in Skyfall. Sold from White Bell.“
She hooves the five back to him
“The interdependence and excessive complexity of the Griffonian economy in a single piece of clothing. No wonder it collapsed so easily and so thoroughly.”
Shaking her head
“International capitalism...”
>>118881
She moves her head straight up, again looking at Iron
“And what happens after it is all over?”
>>118883
Iron blinks once.
"After that, it is mostly up for each individual, I think. I may have work for you if you want to, but I do not have any guarantees on it and it is pretty shady. Otherwise, I believe you are free to do whatever."
Iron blinks once.
"After that, it is mostly up for each individual, I think. I may have work for you if you want to, but I do not have any guarantees on it and it is pretty shady. Otherwise, I believe you are free to do whatever."
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>>118883
"It does seem rather ridiculous. Surely all these countries already had means to make these on their own."
Silver gives the robes and his survival knife over to his current compatriots. "If you could tear this into strips, it would be of great help. Blue, after I tie this griffon up, could you come with me downstairs to acquire more whiskey bottles and some heating oil?"
Use Rope: Accordingly, Silver attempts to bind and gag the griffon with his rope.
>>118883
"It does seem rather ridiculous. Surely all these countries already had means to make these on their own."
Silver gives the robes and his survival knife over to his current compatriots. "If you could tear this into strips, it would be of great help. Blue, after I tie this griffon up, could you come with me downstairs to acquire more whiskey bottles and some heating oil?"
Use Rope: Accordingly, Silver attempts to bind and gag the griffon with his rope.
>>118885
Iron shrugs.
"I do not know exactly. I remember you asked for immunity but you should be fine nonetheless. I am not knowledgable on thess concrete jungle practices on admitting new residents or confirming your identity, but I have not had that issue so far."
He looks at Sands.
"As for work, it is mostly criminal activities. Guard places, patrolling, shaking ponies down. That kind of thing."
Iron shrugs.
"I do not know exactly. I remember you asked for immunity but you should be fine nonetheless. I am not knowledgable on thess concrete jungle practices on admitting new residents or confirming your identity, but I have not had that issue so far."
He looks at Sands.
"As for work, it is mostly criminal activities. Guard places, patrolling, shaking ponies down. That kind of thing."
>>118886
“Cotton doesn’t grow everywhere. Industrial knowhow and a large working class doesn’t exist everywhere. Specialized knowledge of fashion... reputation for fashion... doesn’t exist everywhere. Imagine if it did? What would this working class do if there were no cotton to buy, and no tailors to buy it? Where would they work? Would they work at all? Who would these tailors work for? What would they do then for money and reputation?”
She closes her eyes, her slitted cat eyes, and shakes her head. She looks back to Silver
“Sure...”
>>118887
She blinks. Then she looks at Iron with closed, inexpressive lips. Then she blinks
“Cotton doesn’t grow everywhere. Industrial knowhow and a large working class doesn’t exist everywhere. Specialized knowledge of fashion... reputation for fashion... doesn’t exist everywhere. Imagine if it did? What would this working class do if there were no cotton to buy, and no tailors to buy it? Where would they work? Would they work at all? Who would these tailors work for? What would they do then for money and reputation?”
She closes her eyes, her slitted cat eyes, and shakes her head. She looks back to Silver
“Sure...”
>>118887
She blinks. Then she looks at Iron with closed, inexpressive lips. Then she blinks
>>118888
Iron blinks back.
"I assume you have reservations on that sort of thing, which is fine. I am not about to push you into doing thing you are not fond over."
Iron blinks back.
"I assume you have reservations on that sort of thing, which is fine. I am not about to push you into doing thing you are not fond over."
>>118888
"Fair point."
Assuming everything else is successful/being taken care of, Silver heads down with Blue to gather more of the nessecary materials.
"Fair point."
Assuming everything else is successful/being taken care of, Silver heads down with Blue to gather more of the nessecary materials.
>>118890
Iron blinks, caught off guard by the question.
"Y-you have to be a little more specific."
Images of Cauldron flash in his mind, making his member twitch a little.
"I have many things in mind."
Followed by images of Sands laying next to Cauldron, both awaiting him.
"Some things other ponies do not seem to think it is possible."
Now both of them are a top a mattress held up by a mountain of bits.
Iron blinks, caught off guard by the question.
"Y-you have to be a little more specific."
Images of Cauldron flash in his mind, making his member twitch a little.
"I have many things in mind."
Followed by images of Sands laying next to Cauldron, both awaiting him.
"Some things other ponies do not seem to think it is possible."
Now both of them are a top a mattress held up by a mountain of bits.
>>118893
Iron smiles.
"Obviously you will be rewarded with money and temporary housing from my expenses at first. After that, it is freedom for you to do whatever you want to when you properly get settled. It sounds good, right?"
Iron smiles.
"Obviously you will be rewarded with money and temporary housing from my expenses at first. After that, it is freedom for you to do whatever you want to when you properly get settled. It sounds good, right?"
>>118896
"Yes, though I imagine you two might be able to convince him that everything is normal. If not...well, we can always try to 'convince' him."
"Yes, though I imagine you two might be able to convince him that everything is normal. If not...well, we can always try to 'convince' him."
>>118895
>>118897
“Well, I... I appreciate what you’ve done for me. So far tonight. And I understand you have much more to do still, but the thing is...”
She looks down, winces her face a little bit, then looks back up to Iron
“I just... If I... will you still be there?”
>>118898
“Going to do this the easy way, aren’t you?”
>>118897
“Well, I... I appreciate what you’ve done for me. So far tonight. And I understand you have much more to do still, but the thing is...”
She looks down, winces her face a little bit, then looks back up to Iron
“I just... If I... will you still be there?”
>>118898
“Going to do this the easy way, aren’t you?”
>>118899
Iron simply keeps smiling.
"Of course I will be. No matter if you are actually a wanted criminal or something along those lines. I am not about to go back on my word and leave you behind."
He gently places a hoof on her shoulder, still standing atop her.
"I promise you I will be there."
He pauses a bit, pondering.
"However, if you have any big secrets that could prove troublesome, I would wish to know."
Iron simply keeps smiling.
"Of course I will be. No matter if you are actually a wanted criminal or something along those lines. I am not about to go back on my word and leave you behind."
He gently places a hoof on her shoulder, still standing atop her.
"I promise you I will be there."
He pauses a bit, pondering.
"However, if you have any big secrets that could prove troublesome, I would wish to know."
>>118900
She is currently sitting up, meaning Iron would basically be standing next to her, rather than over her
She opens her mouth slightly with her thin, long muzzle of snow white , and moves it past Iron’s lips, past his eyes, to his ears, and whispers
”I am in heat”
Then she pulls away, looking at Iron with longing eyes.
“Well, you’re nice, and cute and all, and... and I like you. You’re big and strong and, and, and, I’m just a little hesitant because I’ve known you half an hour, and because you have a mare friend at home and... tell you what. Yes! I know. We’re going to nuzzle and maybe kiss. We are going to nuzzle hard. But we are not going to have sex. No, we are not.”
She looks down below Iron, then above
“I’m sorry, it’s just when you moved me, and I saw it, I thought you wanted to have sex with me. I shouldn’t have assumed that. You are a nice stallion. I am just nervous is all. It’s been a rough day, I’m just excited and nervous.”
>>118901
And....
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She is currently sitting up, meaning Iron would basically be standing next to her, rather than over her
She opens her mouth slightly with her thin, long muzzle of snow white , and moves it past Iron’s lips, past his eyes, to his ears, and whispers
”I am in heat”
Then she pulls away, looking at Iron with longing eyes.
“Well, you’re nice, and cute and all, and... and I like you. You’re big and strong and, and, and, I’m just a little hesitant because I’ve known you half an hour, and because you have a mare friend at home and... tell you what. Yes! I know. We’re going to nuzzle and maybe kiss. We are going to nuzzle hard. But we are not going to have sex. No, we are not.”
She looks down below Iron, then above
“I’m sorry, it’s just when you moved me, and I saw it, I thought you wanted to have sex with me. I shouldn’t have assumed that. You are a nice stallion. I am just nervous is all. It’s been a rough day, I’m just excited and nervous.”
>>118901
And....
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