Occupied Equestria is an RP campaign set in a post-Equestria Equestria, where the princesses are gone, as are the Elements of Harmony. Gone, temporarily at least, but not by any means forgotten.
New players are welcome.
Fantasy Play has a few "kitties" to cuddle with
Brie has a Changeling Queen to negotiate with
Iron has some gangsters to beat
Silver has some follow up to do
Amber is exploring her new home
Spark is either looking for forest demons, or negotiating the fate of a tribe of Wolves
Midnight has more cultists to kill
Onyx has a colt to look after
Dark Star has some communists to kill
/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
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"We can pray that justice will be done. Thank you for trying to make things better."
If the officer has nothing else to say, Amber will slowly head off.
If the officer has nothing else to say, Amber will slowly head off.
>>133350
"Well, I guess I could go for a new mane style," Fantasy
Play says playfully and drags a hoof through her thick brown hair which bangs reaches down equally far down on all sides of her head while remaining above her nose's level.
"Well, I guess I could go for a new mane style," Fantasy
Play says playfully and drags a hoof through her thick brown hair which bangs reaches down equally far down on all sides of her head while remaining above her nose's level.
>>133357
"Ain't quite right? Shit's pretty fucked here. There's some strange cultist shit here, let me tell you. Moon cultists got nothin' on it. You shoulda' seen it when we first got here."
>>133358
No receptionist. She is clearly a barber, cutting the hair of a zebra stallion. She looks over to the two entering mares. As to where there is anypony else in there...
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"Ain't quite right? Shit's pretty fucked here. There's some strange cultist shit here, let me tell you. Moon cultists got nothin' on it. You shoulda' seen it when we first got here."
>>133358
No receptionist. She is clearly a barber, cutting the hair of a zebra stallion. She looks over to the two entering mares. As to where there is anypony else in there...
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>>133360
Amber's ears flip back at the use of such rough speech–at least she instinctively senses its vulgarity. However, curiosity gets the better of her. "What do you mean, sir? I thought it was about smugglers and customs agents."
Amber's ears flip back at the use of such rough speech–at least she instinctively senses its vulgarity. However, curiosity gets the better of her. "What do you mean, sir? I thought it was about smugglers and customs agents."
>>133362
"Smugglers and customs? Ha! These hook beaked wanker were doing some weird equine sacrifice kind of ritual. Would you like to see what remains? They cleaned up all the bodies but you can still see most of the blood. There were some wicked shit in their, like a meat market."
>>133364
She smiles, with her light blue mane elegantly moving over to the side.
"Oh, I'm almost done here if you want to wait. But you can make an appointment if you like" Her voice is kind of soft
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"Smugglers and customs? Ha! These hook beaked wanker were doing some weird equine sacrifice kind of ritual. Would you like to see what remains? They cleaned up all the bodies but you can still see most of the blood. There were some wicked shit in their, like a meat market."
>>133364
She smiles, with her light blue mane elegantly moving over to the side.
"Oh, I'm almost done here if you want to wait. But you can make an appointment if you like" Her voice is kind of soft
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>>133365
"We can wait," Fantasy says, smiles back, and looks around for some stols to sit on while waiting.
"We can wait," Fantasy says, smiles back, and looks around for some stols to sit on while waiting.
>>133365
Amber strongly grimaces. "Um, er, n-no…I–I really think–I beg your pardon for this–but I think it must have been something else. C-cults are from stories–good st-stories I might add–but nopony actually believes in them." She looks around in a perturbed fashion.
Amber strongly grimaces. "Um, er, n-no…I–I really think–I beg your pardon for this–but I think it must have been something else. C-cults are from stories–good st-stories I might add–but nopony actually believes in them." She looks around in a perturbed fashion.
>>133366
There's a few simple chairs near the entrance for Fantasy, unless she wants to commandeer a barber's chair.
It's only a few more cuts, and maybe three minutes before she is done with the stallion. He looks at her and smiles, says "thank you minty," and she smiles to him and says "see you on the line," and he raises his hoof to her. No exchange of money takes place there before he leaves. She looks over to Fantasy with dark blue eyes and says. "Well young filly, I do believe you're next." She smiles in a charming enough way.
>>133367
"Oh well this'll make a believer out of ya. There were wearing robes in a heated building and were all gathered around this old stallion that got stabbed to death or something, and let me tell you they had this altar in the center of like an old chapel. And they had a stallion on a slab cut from his neck down to his junk. And this stallion was still alive, like some back woods surgery shit going on here, but there was no surgery or doctor. And they did the same thing to a deer. I'd never seen a deer before but fuck me, they had one on a slab like it's a damn nightmare night treat offering."
There's a few simple chairs near the entrance for Fantasy, unless she wants to commandeer a barber's chair.
It's only a few more cuts, and maybe three minutes before she is done with the stallion. He looks at her and smiles, says "thank you minty," and she smiles to him and says "see you on the line," and he raises his hoof to her. No exchange of money takes place there before he leaves. She looks over to Fantasy with dark blue eyes and says. "Well young filly, I do believe you're next." She smiles in a charming enough way.
>>133367
"Oh well this'll make a believer out of ya. There were wearing robes in a heated building and were all gathered around this old stallion that got stabbed to death or something, and let me tell you they had this altar in the center of like an old chapel. And they had a stallion on a slab cut from his neck down to his junk. And this stallion was still alive, like some back woods surgery shit going on here, but there was no surgery or doctor. And they did the same thing to a deer. I'd never seen a deer before but fuck me, they had one on a slab like it's a damn nightmare night treat offering."
>>133368
Amber initially says nothing but remains still with a fearful expression, her eye twitching. See >pic related
Eventually she meekly inquires, "But…but what about the mercenaries? What did they have to do with it?"
Amber initially says nothing but remains still with a fearful expression, her eye twitching. See >pic related
Eventually she meekly inquires, "But…but what about the mercenaries? What did they have to do with it?"
>>133368
Fantasy walks to a barber stol and sits down. She looks into the mirror and shakes her head a bit so her mane's fringe falls forward and actually cover her eyes.
Now she can't see.
"What do you think? My friend over there have been moaning on me to get a hair-cut but I don't see what the problem is?"
Fantasy walks to a barber stol and sits down. She looks into the mirror and shakes her head a bit so her mane's fringe falls forward and actually cover her eyes.
Now she can't see.
"What do you think? My friend over there have been moaning on me to get a hair-cut but I don't see what the problem is?"
>>133369
"Aye. Half the office is over up in Manehattan huntin' snipe or something and the other half's chekin' fruit crates in the harbor, so the agency pawns off handlin' smugglers to the anti-partisans, who just promise we'll pay them for every live alien they turn in. Heheheh, didn't do a very good job at that. You shoulda seen the main hall. One of them poor hook nosed bastards was roasted like a chicken that got caught in the electric fence. There was blood and oil everywhere on the floor. Did somethin' similar in the chapel. You shoulda seen the ones they tied down and captured. They were scared shitless."
>>133370
"Hehe" she smiles, and pulls aside her mane with her hoof
"Let's get this cut to something a little more... stylish. Just a little. And a little more practical."
"Aye. Half the office is over up in Manehattan huntin' snipe or something and the other half's chekin' fruit crates in the harbor, so the agency pawns off handlin' smugglers to the anti-partisans, who just promise we'll pay them for every live alien they turn in. Heheheh, didn't do a very good job at that. You shoulda seen the main hall. One of them poor hook nosed bastards was roasted like a chicken that got caught in the electric fence. There was blood and oil everywhere on the floor. Did somethin' similar in the chapel. You shoulda seen the ones they tied down and captured. They were scared shitless."
>>133370
"Hehe" she smiles, and pulls aside her mane with her hoof
"Let's get this cut to something a little more... stylish. Just a little. And a little more practical."
>>133371
Amber is obviously not very comfortable and starts edging away. "I see. I'm glad I wasn't allowed in after all…"
Amber is obviously not very comfortable and starts edging away. "I see. I'm glad I wasn't allowed in after all…"
>>133372
"Well don't you worry, little filly"
He actually reaches out and touches her, patting the top of her head
"Because now you won't have to worry about being kidnapped and dragged in, like at least one colt was."
"Well don't you worry, little filly"
He actually reaches out and touches her, patting the top of her head
"Because now you won't have to worry about being kidnapped and dragged in, like at least one colt was."
>>133373
She lowers her head after the fact, looking up at him with a plaintive expression. "K-k-kidnapped?"
Autistic note: the term from the show is "foalnapped"
She lowers her head after the fact, looking up at him with a plaintive expression. "K-k-kidnapped?"
Autistic note: the term from the show is "foalnapped"
>>133371
"I used to sing sonbird's serenade's songs when I was filly so I got a similar cut. Well, something that cover your eyes when you want but a bowl cut isn't really the same her layered bangs."
"I used to sing sonbird's serenade's songs when I was filly so I got a similar cut. Well, something that cover your eyes when you want but a bowl cut isn't really the same her layered bangs."
>>133375
"Well, Songbird Serande's old style it to have set of bangs forward over the eyes, and then move the hair that normally would fall to the side into two sets that move forward in another layer. So two larger layers of bangs facing forward. And that isn't quite what you've got going here..." She says, looking at the bowl cut with an almost concerned expression
>>133374
"Aye. He witnessed a murder or something, so they foalnappened him, right off the street. He was rescued though, thank Celestia. Sent back to his mum."
"Well, Songbird Serande's old style it to have set of bangs forward over the eyes, and then move the hair that normally would fall to the side into two sets that move forward in another layer. So two larger layers of bangs facing forward. And that isn't quite what you've got going here..." She says, looking at the bowl cut with an almost concerned expression
>>133374
"Aye. He witnessed a murder or something, so they foalnappened him, right off the street. He was rescued though, thank Celestia. Sent back to his mum."
Next time on, "The Adventures of Fantasy Play and some other guys:" Fantasy Play and Amber Sunset go to the My chemical Romance concert but in for a big surprize.
>>133379
That was just so bizarre! Was he pulling my hoof?
But then, how could he make up things like that…
Disoriented and brooding over what just transpired, Amber doesn't have anywhere specific to go. Perhaps her legs will lead her someplace without her realizing it, or perhaps she'll get a nudge from an unlikely source.
It's too early to go home–and I don't want to go home with that fresh on my mind–and too late to be exploring a whole other part of the city…
>>133378
Nice title, poor music taste. Then again, I don't know the 1940's equivalent of MCR either.
That was just so bizarre! Was he pulling my hoof?
But then, how could he make up things like that…
Disoriented and brooding over what just transpired, Amber doesn't have anywhere specific to go. Perhaps her legs will lead her someplace without her realizing it, or perhaps she'll get a nudge from an unlikely source.
It's too early to go home–and I don't want to go home with that fresh on my mind–and too late to be exploring a whole other part of the city…
>>133378
Nice title, poor music taste. Then again, I don't know the 1940's equivalent of MCR either.
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>>133376
"Hey. Don't be mean," Fantasy Says but with still a playfull smile on her face. "Dad was a simple blacksmith in a village and I had a lot of siblings. He didn't wanna waste the money on getting us fancy mane-cuts so my mom did the best she could."
"Hey. Don't be mean," Fantasy Says but with still a playfull smile on her face. "Dad was a simple blacksmith in a village and I had a lot of siblings. He didn't wanna waste the money on getting us fancy mane-cuts so my mom did the best she could."
>>133424
>>133423
She scrunches for a moment, but then has a look on her face like she is genuinely sorry for the statement.
"I see. There are often not many options for families. Well, you're here in the chair right now, so I assume you want a change. So tell me, are you trying to impress a stallion? Trying to fit some idea of 'professional' for a new job? Do you just want to change how you look? Or are you tired of running into lampposts?"
>>133423
She scrunches for a moment, but then has a look on her face like she is genuinely sorry for the statement.
"I see. There are often not many options for families. Well, you're here in the chair right now, so I assume you want a change. So tell me, are you trying to impress a stallion? Trying to fit some idea of 'professional' for a new job? Do you just want to change how you look? Or are you tired of running into lampposts?"
>>133426
Fantasy giggles and puts a hoof to her mouth. Then she pushes her lips together.
"Mmm... I guess I just want a new look," Fantasy says and taps her cheek as she ponders. "But I guess this board spread of hair-" Fantasy brings her hooves up to her hair and then spread tehm over the her mane. "-is so tightly connected with my own idenity by this point that I don't want to change it too much. Mmm... Would it be possible to get Songbird Serande's old look-" Fantasy lookas a bit away as she says this and a blush appears on her cheek. "-but maybe a bit shorter so that I don't need to move my mane out of the way all the time?"
Fantasy giggles and puts a hoof to her mouth. Then she pushes her lips together.
"Mmm... I guess I just want a new look," Fantasy says and taps her cheek as she ponders. "But I guess this board spread of hair-" Fantasy brings her hooves up to her hair and then spread tehm over the her mane. "-is so tightly connected with my own idenity by this point that I don't want to change it too much. Mmm... Would it be possible to get Songbird Serande's old look-" Fantasy lookas a bit away as she says this and a blush appears on her cheek. "-but maybe a bit shorter so that I don't need to move my mane out of the way all the time?"
>board
A wooden one to be specific.
A wooden one to be specific.
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>>133430
The pony rears up on her hind legs and holds herself there, standing behind and over Fantasy as both look into the mirror. She places her forehooves on each side of Fantasy’s head.
“Yes, though keeping it that way is going to require maintenance. We just pull this up here” she pulls some of Fantasy’s mane around her ears up and forward “layer it, cut the first layer, and maybe pulls some of the mane back here up and over” she pulls on a section of Fahtasy’s mane further back. “And we cut it all short enough so you can see, walking forward.” Of course fantasy can’t necessarily see what she is doing, but she can feel it.
The pony rears up on her hind legs and holds herself there, standing behind and over Fantasy as both look into the mirror. She places her forehooves on each side of Fantasy’s head.
“Yes, though keeping it that way is going to require maintenance. We just pull this up here” she pulls some of Fantasy’s mane around her ears up and forward “layer it, cut the first layer, and maybe pulls some of the mane back here up and over” she pulls on a section of Fahtasy’s mane further back. “And we cut it all short enough so you can see, walking forward.” Of course fantasy can’t necessarily see what she is doing, but she can feel it.
>>133433
"That actually sounds great! I guess if I should go for full cosplay I need to get large pink bowtie as well." Her head turns towards where Blue Skies is. "What do you think, Cloudy? You think it would look cute on me?"
"That actually sounds great! I guess if I should go for full cosplay I need to get large pink bowtie as well." Her head turns towards where Blue Skies is. "What do you think, Cloudy? You think it would look cute on me?"
>>133434
Blue Skies:
“If you’re dressing up for the concert in Fillydelphia, you can certainly try. You’re missing the wings though, so you won’t quite look like her.” She smiles back
Blue Skies:
“If you’re dressing up for the concert in Fillydelphia, you can certainly try. You’re missing the wings though, so you won’t quite look like her.” She smiles back
>>133435
Fantasy chuckles and smirks after that.
"I guess I'll have to cutout some wings from cardboards and attach. Mmm. Yeah, I think I'll go with it actually."
Fantasy chuckles and smirks after that.
"I guess I'll have to cutout some wings from cardboards and attach. Mmm. Yeah, I think I'll go with it actually."
>>133437
This makes the earth mare chuckle
“Now let’s get started”
She pulls up fantasy’s mane, and motions to cut it
This makes the earth mare chuckle
“Now let’s get started”
She pulls up fantasy’s mane, and motions to cut it
>>133439
"I'm Broomstick by the way," Fantasy says. "But you can call me Broomie. Uh, I'm sorry perhaps you can't focus when somepony is talking?"
"I'm Broomstick by the way," Fantasy says. "But you can call me Broomie. Uh, I'm sorry perhaps you can't focus when somepony is talking?"
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>>133439
>>133440
The mare pushes her bangs down, cuts it straight across, and then gathers a set of hair that normally falls to the side in two separate bunches, cutting them straight across and making them fall forward. Then she moves on to a third layer. Fantasy can swiftly tell that her ears do much of the work in keeping the mane in place, as much of it would want to fall to the side. She doesn’t do a bad job at imitating Songbird’s style, but it seems to be missing something with the front layer of the bangs cut above the mane.
Fantasy has plenty of time to talk or ask questions as this process is going on
>>133441
“Well hello Broomstick. That’s a pretty neat name. My name is Minty Mane, the owner of this shop.” She takes another piece of hair. “No, I can talk”
>>133440
The mare pushes her bangs down, cuts it straight across, and then gathers a set of hair that normally falls to the side in two separate bunches, cutting them straight across and making them fall forward. Then she moves on to a third layer. Fantasy can swiftly tell that her ears do much of the work in keeping the mane in place, as much of it would want to fall to the side. She doesn’t do a bad job at imitating Songbird’s style, but it seems to be missing something with the front layer of the bangs cut above the mane.
Fantasy has plenty of time to talk or ask questions as this process is going on
>>133441
“Well hello Broomstick. That’s a pretty neat name. My name is Minty Mane, the owner of this shop.” She takes another piece of hair. “No, I can talk”
>>133446
"Well, Maybe for another day. I'm not sure if I'm ready for that yet and besides, if I colored my mane in black and yellow, then everypony would know who I was imitating and I would be could be a bit embarrassing. Anwyay, you said this mane would require maintenance."
"Well, Maybe for another day. I'm not sure if I'm ready for that yet and besides, if I colored my mane in black and yellow, then everypony would know who I was imitating and I would be could be a bit embarrassing. Anwyay, you said this mane would require maintenance."
>>133447
“I can understand that. A mane is an essential part of a mare’s identity, and you want it to reflect both who inspires you but also a bit of yourself. As for maintenance, it’s not that complicated, but you’ll need to carefully comb the layered segments and keep it between your ears and facing forward. Otherwise, it will just fall down to the sides.”
“I can understand that. A mane is an essential part of a mare’s identity, and you want it to reflect both who inspires you but also a bit of yourself. As for maintenance, it’s not that complicated, but you’ll need to carefully comb the layered segments and keep it between your ears and facing forward. Otherwise, it will just fall down to the sides.”
Fantasy mumbled, "Mm-mm!" in agreement as the mare talked about a mare's mane being important for her identity.
"Mmm, could you show me later, just a little bit how I would go about doing that?" Fantasy asks.
"Mmm, could you show me later, just a little bit how I would go about doing that?" Fantasy asks.
>>133452
“Of course. I can do it right now.” She positions a comb in her hoof, partly in the frog and partly on a steel horseshoe. She places it against Fantasy’s mane. “Just pull those up like so” she pulls a set of hair, and then another set. “Nestle it like so.” She places it between her ears. “Do the same for the other side... And there you go” she pulls away, showing the somewhat Songbird-like hair
“Of course. I can do it right now.” She positions a comb in her hoof, partly in the frog and partly on a steel horseshoe. She places it against Fantasy’s mane. “Just pull those up like so” she pulls a set of hair, and then another set. “Nestle it like so.” She places it between her ears. “Do the same for the other side... And there you go” she pulls away, showing the somewhat Songbird-like hair
>>133455
Fantasy's eyes widens a bit as she follows the mare's hooves working in her hair in the mirror.
She smiles when it is done and claps her hooves together.
"Oh, how nice well. I will practice that when I get home. It looked pretty easy. I never got it liike that no matter how I." tried."
Fantasy's eyes widens a bit as she follows the mare's hooves working in her hair in the mirror.
She smiles when it is done and claps her hooves together.
"Oh, how nice well. I will practice that when I get home. It looked pretty easy. I never got it liike that no matter how I." tried."
>>133459
Whether we skip to her being finished or not is basically a matter of whether Fantasy engages in more conversation before then.
Whether we skip to her being finished or not is basically a matter of whether Fantasy engages in more conversation before then.
>>133460
Well, good. Then we haven't skipped forward yet, right?
>>133458
"Oh, thank you. It looks great. Well you were right, Cloudburst. this was a nice shop," Fantasy says as she turns her head towards Blue Skies. "You know?" Fantasy leans her head backwards a bit as she speaks to the earth-pony mare. "Since Cloudy had been nagging me for a while now to get a mane-cut, I brought her with me out to look for one. It was actually her that picked this shop out. Though... She said she never been here before... Hmm... What does that flag mean?" Fantasy waves a hoof towards the flag in the window.
Well, good. Then we haven't skipped forward yet, right?
>>133458
"Oh, thank you. It looks great. Well you were right, Cloudburst. this was a nice shop," Fantasy says as she turns her head towards Blue Skies. "You know?" Fantasy leans her head backwards a bit as she speaks to the earth-pony mare. "Since Cloudy had been nagging me for a while now to get a mane-cut, I brought her with me out to look for one. It was actually her that picked this shop out. Though... She said she never been here before... Hmm... What does that flag mean?" Fantasy waves a hoof towards the flag in the window.
>>133461
There is no skipping forward unless desired
“It’s nice to see you two ponies here. One of the best parts of operating a shop is meeting new creatures and talking to them. Hearing their stories...
Oh that? That’s the red and black. They call it Anarcho-Syndicalism, but that’s a more theoretical way of looking at it. Really, it’s about equality, rejection of hierarchy, the unity of all creatures, and freedom of the self while being part of a larger community.”
>>133462
It’s a square piece of cloth that was most likely intended to be a large bandana, but it could be used as a flag
There is no skipping forward unless desired
“It’s nice to see you two ponies here. One of the best parts of operating a shop is meeting new creatures and talking to them. Hearing their stories...
Oh that? That’s the red and black. They call it Anarcho-Syndicalism, but that’s a more theoretical way of looking at it. Really, it’s about equality, rejection of hierarchy, the unity of all creatures, and freedom of the self while being part of a larger community.”
>>133462
It’s a square piece of cloth that was most likely intended to be a large bandana, but it could be used as a flag
"Oh, so its like political stuff then," Fantasy says a bit downtrodden. She looks down into her lap and shifts a bit in her seat. "I'm not too big on poltitical stuff. Ponies just argue."
>>133464
“Well... that makes sense. Mostly I just have it up because the Fascists banned the workers right to organize and bargain for their wages. And that’s not right. It’s to show solidarity with the workers who live around here and who are my customers.”
“Well... that makes sense. Mostly I just have it up because the Fascists banned the workers right to organize and bargain for their wages. And that’s not right. It’s to show solidarity with the workers who live around here and who are my customers.”
"As to cheer them up? Well, that's very nice of you," Fantasy says.
>>133466
“Well, you know, to show that I support them and stand with them, and with the non-pony creatures of the city against the Fasvist occupiers.”
“Well, you know, to show that I support them and stand with them, and with the non-pony creatures of the city against the Fasvist occupiers.”
>>133468
Fantasy begins to nods so that if the barber cuts at that moment she misses.
"That's brave," Fantasy says.
Fantasy begins to nods so that if the barber cuts at that moment she misses.
"That's brave," Fantasy says.
>>133469
She smiles, and doesn’t even seem to notice her scissors clipping air And thankfully not Fantasy’s ear
“Bravery is needed in these hard times.”
She smiles, and doesn’t even seem to notice her scissors clipping air And thankfully not Fantasy’s ear
“Bravery is needed in these hard times.”
>>133470
Fantasy is silent for a bit and chews her own lips.
"Do you have like something that I could read about this on? Uh, like, you know, I have seen political ponies give out papers with their thoughts on before. Do you have something like that?"
Fantasy is silent for a bit and chews her own lips.
"Do you have like something that I could read about this on? Uh, like, you know, I have seen political ponies give out papers with their thoughts on before. Do you have something like that?"
>>133471
“Well....” she moves back, pulling away from Fantasy's mane
“Have you wondered what’s been going on in Manehattan since the new governor took over?”
“Well....” she moves back, pulling away from Fantasy's mane
“Have you wondered what’s been going on in Manehattan since the new governor took over?”
>>133473
"Well, no. I kinda moved here recently so I don't even know that a new governor has taken over," Fantasy says.
"Well, no. I kinda moved here recently so I don't even know that a new governor has taken over," Fantasy says.
>>133478
"i mean I know I should probably read the newspaper but you might have a better sugguestion where to start."
"i mean I know I should probably read the newspaper but you might have a better sugguestion where to start."
>>133478
>>133479
She shakes her head
“The newspapers the big publish companies print are censored by the fascist government. They don’t tell you everything that’s going on about uprisings, riots, and The War. And then there’s what’s been going on with the unions. That’s not banned, exactly, but the newspapers don’t cover it.”
>>133479
She shakes her head
“The newspapers the big publish companies print are censored by the fascist government. They don’t tell you everything that’s going on about uprisings, riots, and The War. And then there’s what’s been going on with the unions. That’s not banned, exactly, but the newspapers don’t cover it.”
>>133480
Fantasy gasps and her eyes go wide. She tiltes her head back and peers up at the mare.
"So they are not telling the truth?"
Fantasy gasps and her eyes go wide. She tiltes her head back and peers up at the mare.
"So they are not telling the truth?"
>>133481
“No”
She shakes her head
“Not all of it. It’s a very different world away from the smaller towns. One with great struggles. But it’ll effect the small towns too, where it doesn’t already.”
“No”
She shakes her head
“Not all of it. It’s a very different world away from the smaller towns. One with great struggles. But it’ll effect the small towns too, where it doesn’t already.”
>>133483
"Well, yes. The Fascists want to centralize power. The Communists too, but that's a different story. They are helping the landowners slowly to aggregate land for themselves, and leave the rest in the countryside too. And as things industrialize it gets worse. All of the smaller crafts businesses and shops get pushed out by the bigger ones, until eventually it will just be those who own things and those who don't. It's happening slowly, but its been going on for a long time. And the Fascists want to divide the creatures by nations, and place one nation against the other. In this way they drain even more resources that we make for them."
"Well, yes. The Fascists want to centralize power. The Communists too, but that's a different story. They are helping the landowners slowly to aggregate land for themselves, and leave the rest in the countryside too. And as things industrialize it gets worse. All of the smaller crafts businesses and shops get pushed out by the bigger ones, until eventually it will just be those who own things and those who don't. It's happening slowly, but its been going on for a long time. And the Fascists want to divide the creatures by nations, and place one nation against the other. In this way they drain even more resources that we make for them."
>>133484
Fantasy seems to mull over this. She shakes her head.
"To be honest I didn't get all of that. It was a bit complicated but I don't like the thought of having dad's blacksmith be closed down for a bigger factory."
Fantasy won't make anymore moves towards having this mare give her some of those pamphlets or lead the converstaion into more polticial topics. The mare will be the one to take that initative now or nothing will happen.
While I don't think you need to hury up, I'm kinda done with this scene. Is was a fun scene but since this "going in for the kill" >>133471 missed, I have lost my enthusiam.
Do what you want, I'll still play but as fast as the topic changes to a none-political topic I want the scene to play on autopilot with Fantasy speaking about mundane things in cherry or pleasent tone of voice with this mare before finishing the cut and leaving.
Also, where is Mr. Snuggles in this scene? Is he outside at the entrence or what has happened to him? We never specify this. Is Fantasy's cat dead or alive right now? Well, the only way is to check. Heh heh, I'm so funny.
Fantasy seems to mull over this. She shakes her head.
"To be honest I didn't get all of that. It was a bit complicated but I don't like the thought of having dad's blacksmith be closed down for a bigger factory."
Fantasy won't make anymore moves towards having this mare give her some of those pamphlets or lead the converstaion into more polticial topics. The mare will be the one to take that initative now or nothing will happen.
While I don't think you need to hury up, I'm kinda done with this scene. Is was a fun scene but since this "going in for the kill" >>133471 missed, I have lost my enthusiam.
Do what you want, I'll still play but as fast as the topic changes to a none-political topic I want the scene to play on autopilot with Fantasy speaking about mundane things in cherry or pleasent tone of voice with this mare before finishing the cut and leaving.
Also, where is Mr. Snuggles in this scene? Is he outside at the entrence or what has happened to him? We never specify this. Is Fantasy's cat dead or alive right now? Well, the only way is to check. Heh heh, I'm so funny.
>>133485
Mr. Snuggles is back withShrodinger in Blue Skies' lap. Not that the two particularly get along, but she keeps a hold of him.
It doesn't necessarily miss just because she wants to talk more after the question...
"Yes... It's very hard to live through... I have a few pamphlets somewhere that summarize most of this. They are very informative. But they don't really tell you much you don't see living in the city. It's like they clarify your thoughts, or show you the wider world."
Mr. Snuggles is back with
It doesn't necessarily miss just because she wants to talk more after the question...
"Yes... It's very hard to live through... I have a few pamphlets somewhere that summarize most of this. They are very informative. But they don't really tell you much you don't see living in the city. It's like they clarify your thoughts, or show you the wider world."
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>>133490
If you really want to carry this on I can, otherwise I'll be there for the next session, hopefully while being more timely.
If you really want to carry this on I can, otherwise I'll be there for the next session, hopefully while being more timely.
>>133491
Um... Unless you know what you want to do with Amber I do not know what to do. I know there was hope to meet up with Fantasy but that looks a little difficult at the moment
Um... Unless you know what you want to do with Amber I do not know what to do. I know there was hope to meet up with Fantasy but that looks a little difficult at the moment
>>133492
Honestly I am just as uncertain as you are which is why I'm leaving it in the hands of the DM. All the sight-searching's been done and it was great, but now it's on to the next part. Whatever you come up with I'll play along.
Honestly I am just as uncertain as you are which is why I'm leaving it in the hands of the DM. All the sight-searching's been done and it was great, but now it's on to the next part. Whatever you come up with I'll play along.
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>>133497
Well ill leave it up to you. But i think dark star would have just finished bringing the colts from the orphanage on a trip to see the docks and get ice cream.
Well ill leave it up to you. But i think dark star would have just finished bringing the colts from the orphanage on a trip to see the docks and get ice cream.
>>133498
Waking up the next morning, Dark Star finds he's woken up late, with Blue Skies long since gone. But the blankets are thick, making him cozy in the otherwise cold room, and sleeping in is well welcome. Dark Star easily catches a taxi to the orphanage, where after careful negotiation, Sister Marery lets the two colts out early to go to the docks with Dark Star (their lessons were halfway done by this point anyways). Dark Star's experience on the pier into Horseshoe Bay, and then later by the banks of the Delamare River, is quite enjoyable to say the least, helping him bond with the foals. But they have to be sent back eventually. This is where we meet Dark Star (or even the next day).
Waking up the next morning, Dark Star finds he's woken up late, with Blue Skies long since gone. But the blankets are thick, making him cozy in the otherwise cold room, and sleeping in is well welcome. Dark Star easily catches a taxi to the orphanage, where after careful negotiation, Sister Marery lets the two colts out early to go to the docks with Dark Star (their lessons were halfway done by this point anyways). Dark Star's experience on the pier into Horseshoe Bay, and then later by the banks of the Delamare River, is quite enjoyable to say the least, helping him bond with the foals. But they have to be sent back eventually. This is where we meet Dark Star (or even the next day).
>>133501
White Orchid waves back, then goes in, and Mint Marine smiles
What does Dark Star want to do next?
White Orchid waves back, then goes in, and Mint Marine smiles
What does Dark Star want to do next?
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