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
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>>132206"They should be, and perhaps they will be, but for now they are useful to me." Brie smiles and glancing sidelong gives Lavren a one-eyed smile.
>>132209When you use that method of calculation it looks like Equestria really is bigger than North America. As I said before, the Naval map has the seas around Equestria as much smaller than that, and I am less sure but I think the air map does too. That does not mean the maps are consistent with each other.
I'm still going for a portrayal of Equestria as steadily centralizing its power as time progresses. If you look to the river coalition, the various nations there remained completely separated, and only recently formed a decent coalition. In the griffin lands, there was an attempt to unify all of griffindom, but it fell apart after ~250 years. According to leaks, Saddle Arabia will have a similar story of trying to reclaim a lost empire. So I am going with Equestria having a similar attempt, but actually succeeding (except for Severyana and a few other places) because of Alicorn immortality/longevity. Of course by the time of the setting of the campaign, East Equestria has been completely divided into separate autonomies or even separate protectorate countries.
>>132210I've played three different games as New Mareland since the Husky update. I could relate some of what happened here if desired.
>>132212Yes. Please do read the posts that have happened since, as I like some of the ones I have written.
The last post for Amber Sunset was
>>132043>>132211He tilts his head
"How did you expect it would go?"
>>132213"Well, unless you have more questions, you may proceed. You may use my Stork. It will take you to the Whinnyapolis airport. A larger plane will be waiting for you there."
>>132213"Don't worry, Im sure we'll have time to exponentiate as we travel." He winks finally to Lavren.
"It is good that her majesty is pleased then." Brie says formally. "Any last favors or objectives I should be aware of?" He says slyly, his eyes almost squinting, a shit-eating grin on his face, one fang peeking out.
>>132214"We would take him in for reward, but seeing him after we pulled him out made me decide otherwise."
>>132215She answers:
"The objective is to ensure Changelingia is safe from ponies who would raid our lands and capture our nymphs. Any expansion to that objective will occur after the situation on the ground in Baltimare has been assessed and reevaluated. Good luck. You'll have more time to talk on the planes."
Lavren stares at Brie, saying nothing. The whole set of changelings is packed into a pair of small monoplanes - Lavren, Seb, Fun, Wesley, Kerr, the Queen, and the very sharply dressed military officer drone who accompanied her here. Brie may speak to to the above while in the planes, prior to boarding, or in the Tarmac at Whinnysota. It's a long ride to Baltimare.
>>132217"Why is that?" Mala asks
>>132219Curses, I don't have the energy to try and seduce the queen right now ;_;
Can we
- \ \ | I To Be Continued at the boarding of the plane?
>>132220Sure. The queen is following Brie at minimum to the Whinnysota airport.
>>132219"Pity, perhaps. I also would like to believe in second chances, I suppose."
>>132043Amber drinks in her surroundings.
"It's like a rainbow in its own way," she murmurs.
"Quite a few generations of the same family have read together in this room, I reckon…"Amber carefully walks on the carpet, as if afraid to break anything, and takes a look over the different titles on the shelves.
The StuG III is the most underrated German AFV. This is coming out of left-field, but that was my thinking when I was mass-producing medium tank destroyers, and it worked. >>132224"I do not know," Mala looks away, and out the window
"I am afraid of him still. I kind of feel like he should be shot, if there is anyone who should be. But I also know that all the same reasons would apply to me, and I want to be free."
>>132225The Canterlot Tales,
Maregyar Folklore,
On Music and the Harmony of the Spheres,
Ars Magna et Ultima,
Selected Works by Alfred Hinnyson,
Blackwater. Among so many others
She answers
"Oh yes. Several owners here have collected books over the years. Some are rare, first editions, And some were read to there foals at night."
Some of the books are significantly older than the house, and some are much newer
>>132226Amber sucks in a breath, then peers over at her guide.
"These books could have a museum all of their own! Some of these I've wanted to read for a while. Do you read books here?" >>132226Silver nods to Mala.
"Indeed, it is moral conundrum. Perhaps there was no 'good and evil' to choose between, but rather between compassion and ruthlessness."
He pats Mala on top of his head.
"Between those two, I would rather be compassionate."
>>132227She answers,
"Well...
I don't read them myself... But there are tables here for reading, yes."
>>132228"Maybe..." Mala has an uncertain and unsatisfied expression. He closes his eyes and smiles, however, when silver pats him. His diamond ears part over to the side, making room for the hoof.
The taxi arrives at a tan colored building with narrow windows perhaps five or so stories tall near the center of the city.
>>132230The pair get out and pay the driver for the trip. Silver looks up at the tall structure and whistles before going inside.
>>132231"Well... we try to keep most of the books preserved. But maybe some of them, you can touch.
>>132232The building isn't the tallest in the area, but it's much larger than most of the buildings in Baltimare. Going inside through the front door, there is an off-white colored mare waiting at the reception desk. Mala seems unsure as to whether he should or should not enter.
>>132233Silver smiles at the receptionist, before looking back at Mala and motioning with a hoof for him to follow.
>>132235"Well.... the ones that can be reached without ladders." She answers, sounding almost strangely tentative.
>>132234Mala cautiously walks in, almost afraid of the place. The receptionist notices Silver, but does not initiate the conversation.
"Ladders? Oh, do you mean secret tunnels?" Amber grins.
>>132237“No no: rolling library ladders to reach the higher shelves. There are a couple in here.”
>>132236"It is okay, Mala. Do not worry."
He trots up to the receptionist desk.
"Excuse me, I am Silver Sword. Is this where I can pick up reward for illegals captured during raid on 33 Hoebuck?"
>>132239Her eyes become very wide
“Uh.... I think you are looking for R&M. Third floor, you can take the stairs or the elevator, down the hall and to the left.”
>>132240He smiles and nods to her, seemingly unaware of the nature behind her reaction.
"Ah, thank you very much!"
He heads for the elevator, but not immediately getting inside. Instead Silver stands in front of it looking unsure and excited at the same time.
"I do not believe I have been in elevator before, if memory serves."
>>132241Silver walks down the hall to find a more open area with marble floors, a pinkish colored wall, and a metal door just a little too dull in color to be stainless steel. This must be the fabled elevator, with a black button to the right of the metal door frame. Mala follows, and says nothing, looking curiously at the metal door.
>>132242"Oh, some of these are likely as old as Equestria, and many are over five hundred years. But those are on the higher shelves, out of the way. The lower levels have books stocked here from the beginning of the ninth century by Frequent Wind."
>>132243Silver steps inside the newfangled contraption.
"Shall we head for third floor?"
>>132244>>132243Wait. No. Recalculating.
At the end of the open area is an open door with a brass door frame over head. Looking inside is a carpet floor, hardwood walls, but most importantly a brown colt sitting next to a lever, looking over at the two creatures.
>>132245"There have been some new additions since then. The current owner wants to keep pace with advances in science and the newest literature. The biggest contributions were simply at the begging of the last century, but we have Hummingway and Joy, as well as Jazz Age and Stagbuck."
>>132246time machine noisesSilver looks over at the colt.
"I suppose you operate elevator?"
>>132247The colt, in red hat and red uniform answers "Sure do."
>>132248Silver steps inside, and motions for Mala to join him.
"Can you send us to third floor?"
>>132249Silver steps in, and Mala joins cautiously afterwards
"Sure can" the colt answers
Entering the small room, he presses a button that closes first the brass door on the first floor, and then a folding grille metal sliding door closes from the inside, securing the car but making it possible to see out of the car at the door. With his hoof, the pegasus colt presses the lever forward, and the elevator moves upward with the sound of an electric traction motor. Mala is startled by the movement, and moves his legs out wider to remain stable. The elevator moves up and lets the creatures see the door pass below them, then the wall between floors, then the door of the second floor, and finally to the door on the third floor, which opens to the left, and is followed by the metal grille door opening.
"Third floor"
>>132251"Well, it hasn't been lived in over the past decade. At least, it hasn't been the primary residence. The current owners have another house further inland they use. They will sometimes stay here on some weekends, but they've opened this house up for historical viewing. That is why it is open like this."
Okay, I has to sleep now. I hope I'll see you tomorrow, poners
>>132250"Thank you."
He tips the colt 5 Bits before trotting out of the elevator.
>>132256“Thank you!” He says. To the left is a longer hallway, but to the right is another area, looks like a waiting room, with the words “Revenue and Migration Service” on the wall. There’s a white unicorn mare at the reception area, who is typing on a type writer
>>132257He trots up to the receptionist.
"Hello there. I am Silver Sword, and this is my partner Mala. We were part of group that cleared 33 Hoebuck and captured group of illegals there, and were wondering if this is where we can pick up reward."
>>132258She looks up and smiles
"Oy, your with that? Parade Pass is handling that. He just came back in the office. Let me fetch him."
She turns around and yells
"Hey! Parade Pass! Somepony is here for you!"
She looks back to Silver, then stands up and walks back into the hall. It's a solid minute, but the familiar yellow pegasus in a green uniform walks out. He looks to Silver and smiles, saying to SIlver
"Well fuck me, it's you again! What'chu comin' ova here for?"
The white mare answers for Parade Pass
"He said something about a 'reward.'"
He responds
"Oh a, a reward. Well, let me see here. Come to my office"
>>132259Silver nods, and follows him.
>>132260He walks down a white hallway, and then opens an unremarkable wooden door. This leads into a small halllway that splits off to the left, and goes past a door and a few interior windows on what seem to be offices or conference rooms, and then enters into a larger area with a few cubicles, a couple of which have ponies in them at typewriters. At least one of the ponies is missing a leg. He keeps his pace before reaching a wall lined with offices. He finds one that he opens the door on
"Aight, you can come on in"
He opens the narrow door into the office. On top of one shelf is a single framed picture of what looks to be Parade Pass and a mare in a dress. This is the lone element of personalization in an office that has no creature comforts or other efforts at personalization. Indeed, with cardboard boxes on the ground and papers haphazardly strewn across the desk, it looks more like a storage room than an office worker's office
Parade Pass sits down at the desk and starts flipping threw pages
"Let me just... There was an official tally here somewhere. I think it was 30 captured non-citizens? Let me.."
He looks through the papers. There is one chair before the desk
>>132261Silver decides to sit in the chair, if Mala does want it first.
>>132262Mala sits down next to Silver. Parade Pass looks over at Mala, as if not certain why he is there, and then goes back to looking at the papers
"So uh... it says here the reward is 150 bits for each alien turned in. There's 30 turned in total, so that's uh.... 4500 bits for ya."
>>132263Silver lets out a low whistle.
"Not bad, not bad at all."
>>132264"Well uh, this is for the lot of ya. You're gonna have to share it. We're not holding the pot for ya. But you really left a mess in there. Burning, stabbed, a zebra torn open. There was a stag and a stallion who had to have surgery. There were cut open or somethin'. I never seen anything like it."