In Changelingia (West Equestria), Brie gains the support of a Changeling queen for his endeavors. Spark is doing his best to help an ill Wolf spiritual leader.
In Free Equestria (East Equestria), Iron is trying to intimidate a group of criminal griffin interlopers. Fantasy Play is helping to shut down an Anarchist press. Silver is helping his new household. Amber Sunset is walking through the city, and Dark Star has just finished helping the orphans.
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>>133509
He nods
"I'm getting paid to be in airconditioned building, and that's good enough for me right now"
He nods
"I'm getting paid to be in airconditioned building, and that's good enough for me right now"
>>133512
Now Dark Star is inside, with the same grey-white receptionist they hired a few days ago at the front desk. Who does he wish to see?
Now Dark Star is inside, with the same grey-white receptionist they hired a few days ago at the front desk. Who does he wish to see?
>>133515
"Is she..." she looks up to him, then down
"I think she's out on duty. Sea Breeze should know."
"Is she..." she looks up to him, then down
"I think she's out on duty. Sea Breeze should know."
>>133521
He turns his head up to Dark Star
"Good Afternoon. Checking in after whatever in the hell went down on the shoreline last night?"
He turns his head up to Dark Star
"Good Afternoon. Checking in after whatever in the hell went down on the shoreline last night?"
>>133523
"Well... I've heard... Mostly that mission is an R&M detail. But I think it's given you enough of a view into Griffonian culture to understand why it's best we let Griffonian culture stay in Griffonia, and why the Equestrian Project must be preserved."
"Well... I've heard... Mostly that mission is an R&M detail. But I think it's given you enough of a view into Griffonian culture to understand why it's best we let Griffonian culture stay in Griffonia, and why the Equestrian Project must be preserved."
>>133525
"No. I'm sure the ones they captured will not have a pleasant time on their return to Griffienheim. I just wish we could have captured more of those involved in the process."
"No. I'm sure the ones they captured will not have a pleasant time on their return to Griffienheim. I just wish we could have captured more of those involved in the process."
>>133526
"Thats the thing about crimainals,sir. They always commit more crime. We'll bust em next time."
"Thats the thing about crimainals,sir. They always commit more crime. We'll bust em next time."
>>133527
"Well, that we shall. It's unfortunate that there must be a next time. But really, all of that is more of a problem for Customs. I think you see why we keep them around, even if half of them really ought to be mobilized in the Army."
"Well, that we shall. It's unfortunate that there must be a next time. But really, all of that is more of a problem for Customs. I think you see why we keep them around, even if half of them really ought to be mobilized in the Army."
>>133531
"Well, you should pay them a visit some time. They are an essential part of the organization of the Pony State here in Baltimare, even if they aren't as well organized as we here in the SSA."
"Well, you should pay them a visit some time. They are an essential part of the organization of the Pony State here in Baltimare, even if they aren't as well organized as we here in the SSA."
>>133537
"Tell me Dark Star. Have you ever heard of Special Monster Interdiction and Law Enforcement?"
"Tell me Dark Star. Have you ever heard of Special Monster Interdiction and Law Enforcement?"
>>133539
"Well..." He turns his head to look over down and to the right, his line of sight ending at the wall.
"Every nation has matters that threaten its stability, and the safety of its people. Matters that must be handled with discretion... In Equestria, long ago, the role of handling these dangers was taken by the Inquisition, as it still is in Griffienheim, albeit under more State control. In many more modern countries, like ours, there is a special police force responsible for the security and stability of the nation and its ruling party. But Equestria... it seemed to be lacking any such special police force, didn't it? Once the Inquisition withered away..."
He looks back up directly at Dark Star
"Now, you know, going into Hoebuck, we sort of just assumed that what went on in Hoebuck, the true nature of that operation, was unknown to the Equestrian government. Customs went and searched the files and could only find a little. But then they asked us. And after the mess of last night, we decided to check the archives in Canterlot. And you'd be amazed at what records we found sealed away in the mines under Canterlot."
"Well..." He turns his head to look over down and to the right, his line of sight ending at the wall.
"Every nation has matters that threaten its stability, and the safety of its people. Matters that must be handled with discretion... In Equestria, long ago, the role of handling these dangers was taken by the Inquisition, as it still is in Griffienheim, albeit under more State control. In many more modern countries, like ours, there is a special police force responsible for the security and stability of the nation and its ruling party. But Equestria... it seemed to be lacking any such special police force, didn't it? Once the Inquisition withered away..."
He looks back up directly at Dark Star
"Now, you know, going into Hoebuck, we sort of just assumed that what went on in Hoebuck, the true nature of that operation, was unknown to the Equestrian government. Customs went and searched the files and could only find a little. But then they asked us. And after the mess of last night, we decided to check the archives in Canterlot. And you'd be amazed at what records we found sealed away in the mines under Canterlot."
>>133541
"Well, what we found is that the Equestrians knew significantly more than they ever let anyone know. The first time they entered that building, they discovered evidence of cult activity. Just like you. They arrested who they could, and tried to shut it down. They may have gotten further, but the leaders of the cult and smuggling operation got away. Must have had a heads up warning. Most of those arrested were either released without charge, or deported without notifying the Griffienheim government of the cult activity. They made their way back... But the Equestrians did raid the church. They did capture more than a few of the senior priests. And they did set the cultists back several years. They kept what they found a secret from the general public and from the Baltimare Police, even." He shakes his head.
"They must have not wanted to turn local opinion against Griffonian Immigrants. Must have thought it would be bad for integration, or something. They also didn't want to shut down smugglers generally, or deport immigrants who were caught. Now of course we know that if you don't deport immigrants who hire smugglers, they just assume that any money spent on smugglers will result in them getting here whether they get caught or not, but that was their 'soft' approach. Anyways... This gets us back to the Equestrian Special Police, the Special Monster Interdiction and Law Enforcement. You see, Equestria did have their own secret police to hunt down Changeling Infiltrators, to spy, and to hunt bugbears. And they tried to track down the smugglers involved in Hoebuck."
"Well, what we found is that the Equestrians knew significantly more than they ever let anyone know. The first time they entered that building, they discovered evidence of cult activity. Just like you. They arrested who they could, and tried to shut it down. They may have gotten further, but the leaders of the cult and smuggling operation got away. Must have had a heads up warning. Most of those arrested were either released without charge, or deported without notifying the Griffienheim government of the cult activity. They made their way back... But the Equestrians did raid the church. They did capture more than a few of the senior priests. And they did set the cultists back several years. They kept what they found a secret from the general public and from the Baltimare Police, even." He shakes his head.
"They must have not wanted to turn local opinion against Griffonian Immigrants. Must have thought it would be bad for integration, or something. They also didn't want to shut down smugglers generally, or deport immigrants who were caught. Now of course we know that if you don't deport immigrants who hire smugglers, they just assume that any money spent on smugglers will result in them getting here whether they get caught or not, but that was their 'soft' approach. Anyways... This gets us back to the Equestrian Special Police, the Special Monster Interdiction and Law Enforcement. You see, Equestria did have their own secret police to hunt down Changeling Infiltrators, to spy, and to hunt bugbears. And they tried to track down the smugglers involved in Hoebuck."
>>133542
Dark star looks intruiged at the idea that there are secret police that kill monsters
"This is very interesting,sir. Did they succseed in hunting them down?"
Dark star looks intruiged at the idea that there are secret police that kill monsters
"This is very interesting,sir. Did they succseed in hunting them down?"
>>133543
"No. No they didn't. But you see, it's not because they didn't try. The primary agent assigned to the Baltimare smuggling operation died in the line of duty. They say that as she was riding a ferry in the harbor, she fell into the water and drowned, pulled down by the undertoe and her body dragged out to sea, or more likely caught underneath a pier somewhere. But this agent was a hippogriff. And whoever heard of a hippogriff who drowned? Even the Equestrians didn't believe it, as they tried to investigate, and I am sure they would have launched a more thorough homicide investigation if they didn't need to divert resources into tracking down Changeling infiltrators.
But you see, I have a theory. Well, not really my theory, I got it from an analyst who went through all of this information, But I have a theory, and that theory is that the agent in question was never found because she never died. I believe she was taken captive, found by you, and then pretended to be an indentured servant alien so as to slip by you. How does that sound to you?"
"No. No they didn't. But you see, it's not because they didn't try. The primary agent assigned to the Baltimare smuggling operation died in the line of duty. They say that as she was riding a ferry in the harbor, she fell into the water and drowned, pulled down by the undertoe and her body dragged out to sea, or more likely caught underneath a pier somewhere. But this agent was a hippogriff. And whoever heard of a hippogriff who drowned? Even the Equestrians didn't believe it, as they tried to investigate, and I am sure they would have launched a more thorough homicide investigation if they didn't need to divert resources into tracking down Changeling infiltrators.
But you see, I have a theory. Well, not really my theory, I got it from an analyst who went through all of this information, But I have a theory, and that theory is that the agent in question was never found because she never died. I believe she was taken captive, found by you, and then pretended to be an indentured servant alien so as to slip by you. How does that sound to you?"
>>133545
"Why? It's rather simple. The secret police apparatus doesn't belong to the nation, so much as to the particular state and its controlling ideology. S.M.I.L.E. was Equestria's primary intelligence agency. They very nearly discovered our planned landings, and the only reason they didn't is because of a favor of the Changeling Infiltration branch, and even they only barely outsmarted S.M.I.L.E. She is a special agent of Princess Twilight. Not the last soldier fighting her cause to be sure, but surely alone in the moment. And so she pretended to be an innocent alien, and slipped by. I have to wonder just how many dangerous cultists, smugglers, and criminals, slipped by the Equestrians by pretending to be innocent aliens. It seems she learned something in her time on the case."
"Why? It's rather simple. The secret police apparatus doesn't belong to the nation, so much as to the particular state and its controlling ideology. S.M.I.L.E. was Equestria's primary intelligence agency. They very nearly discovered our planned landings, and the only reason they didn't is because of a favor of the Changeling Infiltration branch, and even they only barely outsmarted S.M.I.L.E. She is a special agent of Princess Twilight. Not the last soldier fighting her cause to be sure, but surely alone in the moment. And so she pretended to be an innocent alien, and slipped by. I have to wonder just how many dangerous cultists, smugglers, and criminals, slipped by the Equestrians by pretending to be innocent aliens. It seems she learned something in her time on the case."
>>133547
He gives a curt nod, and pulls up a hoof
"That's alright. I can understand the desire to be compassionate. Kindness is, after all, a cherished pony value. But in this case, we have an intelligence operative who could meet up with resistance groups, or even worse, with the government of her birth country where she has dual citizenship."
He gives a curt nod, and pulls up a hoof
"That's alright. I can understand the desire to be compassionate. Kindness is, after all, a cherished pony value. But in this case, we have an intelligence operative who could meet up with resistance groups, or even worse, with the government of her birth country where she has dual citizenship."
>>133548
"I understand,sir. Do we have any more intel on her? Maybe we can find her before she flees."
"I understand,sir. Do we have any more intel on her? Maybe we can find her before she flees."
>>133549
"A few addresses. Where she used to live, where creatures she knew used to live, and the old headquarters in Baltimare. Maybe she will check there. But otherwise, who knows."
"A few addresses. Where she used to live, where creatures she knew used to live, and the old headquarters in Baltimare. Maybe she will check there. But otherwise, who knows."
>>133552
He shakes his head
"To try to intercept her? No. We could send an agent or two to look for her."
He shakes his head
"To try to intercept her? No. We could send an agent or two to look for her."
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Tell me when anypony is available
>>133561
>>133487 →
"Okay," Fantasy says and nods. "I would take some if you have any to spare that is."
>>133487 →
"Okay," Fantasy says and nods. "I would take some if you have any to spare that is."
>>133563
"Are you sure? You explain it well to me, While it was a bit complicated at times, you seemed to really know what you were talking about?"
"Are you sure? You explain it well to me, While it was a bit complicated at times, you seemed to really know what you were talking about?"
>>133564
"Well, these things help you to organize your thoughts, you know?. They help to put what you already know and have seen into words more clearly. I've been here and I've seen a lot of it since the uprising back in '90. Well, I have a couple pamphlets about that. About the centralization of power and whatnot. And a few more about the Resistance. But if you don't already know all of this stuff, well, there's a lot of good stuff in there. And you won't hear in on the radio or read it in the newspaper."
"Well, these things help you to organize your thoughts, you know?. They help to put what you already know and have seen into words more clearly. I've been here and I've seen a lot of it since the uprising back in '90. Well, I have a couple pamphlets about that. About the centralization of power and whatnot. And a few more about the Resistance. But if you don't already know all of this stuff, well, there's a lot of good stuff in there. And you won't hear in on the radio or read it in the newspaper."
>>133565
Fantasy nods. Then she hangs her head forward with a glum look on her face.
"Part of me doesn't really wanna see them, you know?"
Fantasy nods. Then she hangs her head forward with a glum look on her face.
"Part of me doesn't really wanna see them, you know?"
>>133567
Fantasy looks down into her lap.
"Becuase if you're right then my Dad might loose his shop in the future. If the goverment is run by ponies who doesn't care about their citizens then I cannot afford to sit on the sidelines. But don't like conflicts..."
Fantasy looks down into her lap.
"Becuase if you're right then my Dad might loose his shop in the future. If the goverment is run by ponies who doesn't care about their citizens then I cannot afford to sit on the sidelines. But don't like conflicts..."
>>133561
If Amber's next stage is ready, I can play, otherwise I don't mind watching on the sidelines.
If Amber's next stage is ready, I can play, otherwise I don't mind watching on the sidelines.
>>133569
She takes a step back, frees her right hoof, and pats the back of Fantasy’s head.
“There there, little pony. I can understand the worry. You should be worried. But I can also understand the desire to avoid conflict. Remember most of all that it isn’t supposed to be your fight alone. This is a struggle that concerns all of the masses of the creatures, and it’s in our numbers that we show we will not be put down. But you don’t really have to do anything. I just think you should know. Become ‘class conscious.’ When that happens... you’ll know what to do.”
>>133570
“Well, either way, you don’t have to take my word for it. We have a little novella. There’s this pony I know who used to be in the unions who drops them off for me, since he knows I see a lot of creatures. You can take a couple.”
>>133571
Um... do you know what you want Amber to do?
She takes a step back, frees her right hoof, and pats the back of Fantasy’s head.
“There there, little pony. I can understand the worry. You should be worried. But I can also understand the desire to avoid conflict. Remember most of all that it isn’t supposed to be your fight alone. This is a struggle that concerns all of the masses of the creatures, and it’s in our numbers that we show we will not be put down. But you don’t really have to do anything. I just think you should know. Become ‘class conscious.’ When that happens... you’ll know what to do.”
>>133570
“Well, either way, you don’t have to take my word for it. We have a little novella. There’s this pony I know who used to be in the unions who drops them off for me, since he knows I see a lot of creatures. You can take a couple.”
>>133571
Um... do you know what you want Amber to do?
>>133572
Yes, Amber will trot to the west, deeper inland, eager to put that stallion's lurid stories out of her mind.
Yes, Amber will trot to the west, deeper inland, eager to put that stallion's lurid stories out of her mind.
>>133572
Fantasy nods.
"I think I will take some," she says and sends a smile via the mirror toward the mare behind her. "Thank you."
Fantasy nods.
"I think I will take some," she says and sends a smile via the mirror toward the mare behind her. "Thank you."
>>133573
Amber goes further inland to find, first of all, that the grid pattern gives blocks that are longer north to south and thus there are fewer streets crossing East to West. Going further, she finds that many of these buildings are run down or crowded together. At one point she finds a street with a make shift barricade at the front of it, although it seems to be pushed open at the moment to allow for thru traffic
>>133574
Another snip
“But be careful with them. The fascists will be suspicious of you if they know you have them.”
Amber goes further inland to find, first of all, that the grid pattern gives blocks that are longer north to south and thus there are fewer streets crossing East to West. Going further, she finds that many of these buildings are run down or crowded together. At one point she finds a street with a make shift barricade at the front of it, although it seems to be pushed open at the moment to allow for thru traffic
>>133574
Another snip
“But be careful with them. The fascists will be suspicious of you if they know you have them.”
>>133575
Without really thinking of why there would be a barricade on a busy street in a bustling city, the mare passes through it to whatever neighborhood lies beyond.
Without really thinking of why there would be a barricade on a busy street in a bustling city, the mare passes through it to whatever neighborhood lies beyond.
>>133578
"Okay." Fantasy takes a deep breat and clenches her teeth for a moment. "I'll take them but I'll keep the illegal one at home. You would think that no information would be illegal to obtain."
"Okay." Fantasy takes a deep breat and clenches her teeth for a moment. "I'll take them but I'll keep the illegal one at home. You would think that no information would be illegal to obtain."
>>133581
And now, she completes the humane styling, fluffing up Fantasy’s hair so that the forward facing layers are more apparent.
“Well, that’s still five bits” she says
And now, she completes the humane styling, fluffing up Fantasy’s hair so that the forward facing layers are more apparent.
“Well, that’s still five bits” she says
>>133582
Fantasy looks in the mirror while she turns and tilts her head in it to inspect her new mane.
"Woah, only five bits for this? That's cheap," Fantasy says.
Fantasy looks in the mirror while she turns and tilts her head in it to inspect her new mane.
"Woah, only five bits for this? That's cheap," Fantasy says.
>>133583
She smiles back
“A discount for a fellow. So you can look like you want, but not be so drained financially. I can tell you’re new here, and you probably need it.”
The mane flops a bit, but seems kind of precarious, otherwise the layers may come undone.
She smiles back
“A discount for a fellow. So you can look like you want, but not be so drained financially. I can tell you’re new here, and you probably need it.”
The mane flops a bit, but seems kind of precarious, otherwise the layers may come undone.
>>133584
"My economy is quite stable at the moment. I don't mind paying full prize," Fantasy brings out her pouch with her magic out of her bag.
"My economy is quite stable at the moment. I don't mind paying full prize," Fantasy brings out her pouch with her magic out of her bag.
>>133586
"Heh," Fantasy chuckles. "Well, if you insist." Out of her pouch five bits fly out and form a tower on the counter.
"O-okay," Fantasy stammers and swallows. She looks over her shoulder towards the windows.
"Heh," Fantasy chuckles. "Well, if you insist." Out of her pouch five bits fly out and form a tower on the counter.
"O-okay," Fantasy stammers and swallows. She looks over her shoulder towards the windows.
>>133587
She goes to the back and opens a door and carefully moves something just out of Fantasy's view on what seems to be a wooden shelf to the left. She thinks she sees a small steel box move and open, but she pulls out three printed papers, one blue, and two red
"Uh" She looks down, clearly nervous herself. She looks at the papers, and then tenders them towards Fantasy, as if she doesn't know what to do with them
"Here."
Blue Skies keeps her eyes on Mint, while nopony passes outside in the moment
She goes to the back and opens a door and carefully moves something just out of Fantasy's view on what seems to be a wooden shelf to the left. She thinks she sees a small steel box move and open, but she pulls out three printed papers, one blue, and two red
"Uh" She looks down, clearly nervous herself. She looks at the papers, and then tenders them towards Fantasy, as if she doesn't know what to do with them
"Here."
Blue Skies keeps her eyes on Mint, while nopony passes outside in the moment
Fantasy quickly pull them into her magic aura, the flap to her bag lifts aside, and then the papers fly into her saddlebag. Fantasy then takes a deep breath and then looks over at Skies .
"There was nopony ouside, right Cloudy?"
"There was nopony ouside, right Cloudy?"
>>133589
"Hmmm? Oh. No." She answers, looking back
Mint breathes, and smiles awkwardly, seeming nigh exhilarated from the illicit act.
"Hmmm? Oh. No." She answers, looking back
Mint breathes, and smiles awkwardly, seeming nigh exhilarated from the illicit act.
>>133590
Fantasy releases a breath.
"Well, now I kinda wanna get home and put these-" Fantasy taps the bag with her hoof. "-bad boys under lock and key. Not just stand around with them in public."
"T-thanks again for the cut. Its actually wonderful. I love it." Fantasy beams as she peers up at the fringe of her mane.
Fantasy releases a breath.
"Well, now I kinda wanna get home and put these-" Fantasy taps the bag with her hoof. "-bad boys under lock and key. Not just stand around with them in public."
"T-thanks again for the cut. Its actually wonderful. I love it." Fantasy beams as she peers up at the fringe of her mane.
>>133591
"Well, they are meant to be read. But fortunately your mane won't need to be kept hidden." She returns to her warmer smile.
The bangs are definitely cut above the eye line, which means that the forward most layer doesn't look that much like Songbird Serenade's mane, although the layers above do
"Well, they are meant to be read. But fortunately your mane won't need to be kept hidden." She returns to her warmer smile.
The bangs are definitely cut above the eye line, which means that the forward most layer doesn't look that much like Songbird Serenade's mane, although the layers above do
>>133592
"Hehe. No it doens't. If that ever gets illegal, then I expect every mare in baltimare[?] will riot." Fantasy smiled.
"Hehe. No it doens't. If that ever gets illegal, then I expect every mare in baltimare[?] will riot." Fantasy smiled.
>>133595
"Agreed." Fantasy nods.
"Well, I'll think I take my leave and as I said take these home." Fantasy starts to turn. "This was great. I may come back here if I decide to style my tail and if you do style tails that is. I haven't decided yet. I always wear this cloak so I never bohrter wth it." Fantasy lifts up a patch of fabric of her cloak.
"Agreed." Fantasy nods.
"Well, I'll think I take my leave and as I said take these home." Fantasy starts to turn. "This was great. I may come back here if I decide to style my tail and if you do style tails that is. I haven't decided yet. I always wear this cloak so I never bohrter wth it." Fantasy lifts up a patch of fabric of her cloak.
>>133597
Fantasy smiles back.
"Yeah, you too. Thanks again for, you know, everything."
Then Fantasy lets Mr. Snuggles crawl back on her back and walks out of the shop.
Fantasy smiles back.
"Yeah, you too. Thanks again for, you know, everything."
Then Fantasy lets Mr. Snuggles crawl back on her back and walks out of the shop.
>>133598
Mr. Snuggle jumps on Fantasy, and crawls up on her
Fantasy and Blue Skies walk out of the shop, onto the street
Mr. Snuggle jumps on Fantasy, and crawls up on her
Fantasy and Blue Skies walk out of the shop, onto the street
Fantasy walks back the way they came in a controlled pace, not too fast and not to slow.
A glum expression startsto appear on her features as further away they get. Shetiltes her head forward so the hair falls over her eyes.
>>133600
Blue Skies looks around, and then speaks to Fantasy
"Ugh! Why do they all sound like that? It's like they are made in a factory. I wish they were as well educated about virtue and science as they were about 'class consciousness.' It's hard to suffer through them talking about 'nations dividing the creatures' and 'equality.'"
>>133601
Unfortunately, her new haircut makes this impossible
Blue Skies looks around, and then speaks to Fantasy
"Ugh! Why do they all sound like that? It's like they are made in a factory. I wish they were as well educated about virtue and science as they were about 'class consciousness.' It's hard to suffer through them talking about 'nations dividing the creatures' and 'equality.'"
>>133601
Unfortunately, her new haircut makes this impossible
>>133602
>Unfortunately, her new haircut makes this impossible
You are right. I thought that but yeah I thought wrong. That makes more sense.
>Unfortunately, her new haircut makes this impossible
You are right. I thought that but yeah I thought wrong. That makes more sense.
>>133602
There's a hitch up in Fantasy's throat.
"Hee... Heee... Haaa-haa-ha," exits her mouth.
Her eyes go wide for a second and then she shuts them and tear streams runs down her cheeks.
There's a hitch up in Fantasy's throat.
"Hee... Heee... Haaa-haa-ha," exits her mouth.
Her eyes go wide for a second and then she shuts them and tear streams runs down her cheeks.
>>133607
Call up on the seaponies
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iakTl9SZTTY
Blue Skies:
"I don't think it's wrong to pay for a manecut from an Anarchist. You did get a lower price, after all."
It's not clear whether he's responding to Fantasy's emotional state, but he is snuggling up around the base of her mane, and partly underneath it around her shoulders
Call up on the seaponies
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iakTl9SZTTY
Blue Skies:
"I don't think it's wrong to pay for a manecut from an Anarchist. You did get a lower price, after all."
It's not clear whether he's responding to Fantasy's emotional state, but he is snuggling up around the base of her mane, and partly underneath it around her shoulders
>>133608
Fantasy for a moment cracks a smile but then she frowns.
"Hilarious *sob*," Fantasy says and wipes away the snot from her nose with the side of her hoof. "Did we really do the right thing?"
Fantasy for a moment cracks a smile but then she frowns.
"Hilarious *sob*," Fantasy says and wipes away the snot from her nose with the side of her hoof. "Did we really do the right thing?"
>>133609
"Well..." She looks down and away. "You got what we assume are some copies of the pamphlets. But you didn't find out where she got them from, although she sort of hinted at it. On the bright side, it looks like she took a liking to you, and will trust you in the future. So can probably get more information out of her."
"Well..." She looks down and away. "You got what we assume are some copies of the pamphlets. But you didn't find out where she got them from, although she sort of hinted at it. On the bright side, it looks like she took a liking to you, and will trust you in the future. So can probably get more information out of her."
>>133610
Fantasy is silent for a moment.
"She seemed like a nice pony, minus the Anarcho-syndicalism."
Fantasy is silent for a moment.
"She seemed like a nice pony, minus the Anarcho-syndicalism."
>>133611
"Minus the Anarcho-Syndicalism? It is the Anarcho-Syndicalism that's caused Baltimare to revolt twice before in the past, to vandalize and burn houses of worship and destroy business, to murder police officers, politicians, and generally disrupt the social harmony. It's containing Anarcho-Syndicalism that we're here for."
>>133612
"Why not? You did a pretty good job at it. She seemed to trust and like you and you could certainly go back to her again. And you could probably do this with more mares. I myself often have difficulty with females, but you didn't have any problems."
"Minus the Anarcho-Syndicalism? It is the Anarcho-Syndicalism that's caused Baltimare to revolt twice before in the past, to vandalize and burn houses of worship and destroy business, to murder police officers, politicians, and generally disrupt the social harmony. It's containing Anarcho-Syndicalism that we're here for."
>>133612
"Why not? You did a pretty good job at it. She seemed to trust and like you and you could certainly go back to her again. And you could probably do this with more mares. I myself often have difficulty with females, but you didn't have any problems."
>>133616
First line with regards to anarchism: urging, slightly indignant
Second line, with regards to Fantasy not liking the work: consoling but supportive.
First line with regards to anarchism: urging, slightly indignant
Second line, with regards to Fantasy not liking the work: consoling but supportive.
>>133614
Fantasy still looks a bit sad when she lifts up her head to meet Blue Skies' gaze. She wipes away her tears with her hoof.
"I'll need some time... to... mull this over. Do we go back and leave these pamphlets at headquarters?" Fantasy taps her saddlebag. "Or can we visit a dairy bar before that I could go for an ice-cream."
Fantasy still looks a bit sad when she lifts up her head to meet Blue Skies' gaze. She wipes away her tears with her hoof.
"I'll need some time... to... mull this over. Do we go back and leave these pamphlets at headquarters?" Fantasy taps her saddlebag. "Or can we visit a dairy bar before that I could go for an ice-cream."
>>133618
"We can leave the pamphlets back at headquarters, sure. I'm not sure how much information about their origins we can gleam from that. What we really need is for Mint to give up the name of the pony who is providing her these pamphlets, as that pony - hopefully - knows the actual source. It would make sense to wait a while before coming back to her though, so it seems like you've had time to read them and consider what she said." She blinks. "There's enough time for ice-cream."
"We can leave the pamphlets back at headquarters, sure. I'm not sure how much information about their origins we can gleam from that. What we really need is for Mint to give up the name of the pony who is providing her these pamphlets, as that pony - hopefully - knows the actual source. It would make sense to wait a while before coming back to her though, so it seems like you've had time to read them and consider what she said." She blinks. "There's enough time for ice-cream."
>>133619
Fantasy seems to be half-listening at first but thwn she nods.
"Then let's leave for that dairy bar. I need something to cool my head. It is burning up like furance."
She starts to walk over but thens stops and turns around.
"Well, heh. I guess you should lead the way."
Fantasy seems to be half-listening at first but thwn she nods.
"Then let's leave for that dairy bar. I need something to cool my head. It is burning up like furance."
She starts to walk over but thens stops and turns around.
"Well, heh. I guess you should lead the way."
>She starts to walk over but thens stops and turns around.
>"Well, heh. I guess you should lead the way."
And the prize of the most jarring tone-shift goes to...
>"Well, heh. I guess you should lead the way."
And the prize of the most jarring tone-shift goes to...
>>133620
"I don't... really know many dairy bars... uh..."
She turns around to Fantasy and looks at her skeptically
"It's winter, and you have less hair now to keep your head warm."
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"I don't... really know many dairy bars... uh..."
She turns around to Fantasy and looks at her skeptically
"It's winter, and you have less hair now to keep your head warm."
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"Tell that to my head," Fantasy rubs her forehead with her hoof. "But fine, let's just go back to HQ and I will slump down in a couch there or something while drowning myself in cold tap water."
>>133623
"No... We can, uh, find an ice cream place. Somewhere."
Blue Skies looks around
"If you had asked for a bar I would have a dozen local recommendations. Let me see, where have I seen an ice cream parlor..."
"No... We can, uh, find an ice cream place. Somewhere."
Blue Skies looks around
"If you had asked for a bar I would have a dozen local recommendations. Let me see, where have I seen an ice cream parlor..."
>>133624
Fantasy remembers the map she bought at the train station and holds it out between them in her magic.
"I wonder if this has dairy bars amrked on it."
Fantasy remembers the map she bought at the train station and holds it out between them in her magic.
"I wonder if this has dairy bars amrked on it."
>>133624
>>133623
After a few blocks, and looking down to each side, Blue Skies says "There we go" and trots over to the left, to a corner shop in a building with a white coloration and a set of colored circles over the top that look like icecream in a bowl. Going inside, there is a tan stallion at the counter, and of course many flavors of icecream on display
>>133623
After a few blocks, and looking down to each side, Blue Skies says "There we go" and trots over to the left, to a corner shop in a building with a white coloration and a set of colored circles over the top that look like icecream in a bowl. Going inside, there is a tan stallion at the counter, and of course many flavors of icecream on display
>>133626
Fantasy orders a bowl with three balls of ice-cream if they exist. She orders blueberry, chocklate, and strawberry flavours. On that she pours caramell sauce and a slice of banana. Is this possible?
Fantasy orders a bowl with three balls of ice-cream if they exist. She orders blueberry, chocklate, and strawberry flavours. On that she pours caramell sauce and a slice of banana. Is this possible?
>>133627
Strawberry, Chocolate, caramel sauce and banana slices are all available. But Blueberry ice-cream, unfortunately, is not available
Strawberry, Chocolate, caramel sauce and banana slices are all available. But Blueberry ice-cream, unfortunately, is not available
That's fine, she then takes something random for that ball of ice-cream and pays the stallion. She then moves towards a desolate table where the two can speak in private.
What does Skies order? Does she order anything?
What does Skies order? Does she order anything?
>>133630
There' s a mint flavor. Just saying....
The ice cream costs seven bits
Blue Skies: "More expensive than a mane cut"
Skies does not order anything
There is a table past the door in the corner of the parlor, where the two may sit
There' s a mint flavor. Just saying....
The ice cream costs seven bits
Blue Skies: "More expensive than a mane cut"
Skies does not order anything
There is a table past the door in the corner of the parlor, where the two may sit
>>133631
Fantasy sits down there.
She sneaks a spoon of ice-cream over to her cat and holds a hoof below it to catch any spill.
Fantasy sits down there.
She sneaks a spoon of ice-cream over to her cat and holds a hoof below it to catch any spill.
>>133632
Mr. Snuggles moves his head back at the spoon shoved in his face.... At first. But after a moment, he licks the ice cream
Mr. Snuggles moves his head back at the spoon shoved in his face.... At first. But after a moment, he licks the ice cream
>>133633
After he is done, Fantasy takes a spoon for herself. Her spoon cuts a banana slice into a smaller piece, dips it in caramell suace, and then scoop up some chocklad ice-cream on the spoon.
"Mmm..." she mumbles with plasure on her features after she had consumed the spoon's contents.
She then sighs a calming sigh.
She meets the gaze of Skies.
"You didn't buy anything," she says.
After he is done, Fantasy takes a spoon for herself. Her spoon cuts a banana slice into a smaller piece, dips it in caramell suace, and then scoop up some chocklad ice-cream on the spoon.
"Mmm..." she mumbles with plasure on her features after she had consumed the spoon's contents.
She then sighs a calming sigh.
She meets the gaze of Skies.
"You didn't buy anything," she says.
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>>133646
Fantasy eats a bit more in silence. After some time has passed, Fantasy make eye-contact with Skies again. Her face still carries the glum exprsssion from before but perhaps a bit less strained.
"So, you said I did good for my first time?" she says.
Fantasy eats a bit more in silence. After some time has passed, Fantasy make eye-contact with Skies again. Her face still carries the glum exprsssion from before but perhaps a bit less strained.
"So, you said I did good for my first time?" she says.
>>133648
Blue Skies seems to stare at her the whole time while Fantasy eats her ice cream.
“I mean you bonded with her fairly well. Made her think you were real, that you were interested in what she was trying to sell. But you didn’t get the name of her friend.” She tilts her head and looks off to the side. “Not that she would have given that to a filly she just met anyways.”
Blue Skies seems to stare at her the whole time while Fantasy eats her ice cream.
“I mean you bonded with her fairly well. Made her think you were real, that you were interested in what she was trying to sell. But you didn’t get the name of her friend.” She tilts her head and looks off to the side. “Not that she would have given that to a filly she just met anyways.”
>>133649
Fantasy nods.
"Though, I wonder a bit, now in hindsight, mmmm.... Why you gave me this mission. I said that my specialities *lips smack* were sneaking and illusions and you gave me a social infiltration mission," Fantasy says while taking spoons of ice-cream. "But I'm glad I did well, though." Fantasy adds.
Fantasy nods.
"Though, I wonder a bit, now in hindsight, mmmm.... Why you gave me this mission. I said that my specialities *lips smack* were sneaking and illusions and you gave me a social infiltration mission," Fantasy says while taking spoons of ice-cream. "But I'm glad I did well, though." Fantasy adds.
>>133650
“Well... The Blackhooves don’t exactly get to chose what tasks they have to do. Preventing the spread of propaganda that may incite rebellion is just part of the job description.”
Then she looks at Fantasy, and smiles wickedly
“Besides. Who says you won’t get to sneak and use illusions? We’ve only just begun.”
“Well... The Blackhooves don’t exactly get to chose what tasks they have to do. Preventing the spread of propaganda that may incite rebellion is just part of the job description.”
Then she looks at Fantasy, and smiles wickedly
“Besides. Who says you won’t get to sneak and use illusions? We’ve only just begun.”
>>133651
Fantasy still looking a bit guilty cracks a small smile.
"I'm glad that it can still happen," she says. "Does this mean I'm hired?"
Fantasy still looking a bit guilty cracks a small smile.
"I'm glad that it can still happen," she says. "Does this mean I'm hired?"
>>133652
“Well” she looks up and off to the side. Then back to Fantasy with a more norma smile. “On a mission-by-mission basis. We use quite a few local informants, after all.”
“Well” she looks up and off to the side. Then back to Fantasy with a more norma smile. “On a mission-by-mission basis. We use quite a few local informants, after all.”
>>133653
Fantasy nods.
"That's fine. While I do this for the cause, I cannot live on that alone and I have a feeling I will try to take on as many missions as possible. I want to at least a get a small salary per mission.
Fantasy nods.
"That's fine. While I do this for the cause, I cannot live on that alone and I have a feeling I will try to take on as many missions as possible. I want to at least a get a small salary per mission.
>>133654
“Don’t worry about that. They pay by the mission, by the bounty, and for information. For as long as the sparks of rebellion threaten to become fires, there will be missions.”
“Don’t worry about that. They pay by the mission, by the bounty, and for information. For as long as the sparks of rebellion threaten to become fires, there will be missions.”
>>133655
Fantasy scrapes up the last part of the now melted ice-cream from the bowl.
"Okay," Fantasy says and nods. "Then I say I like to return and cash in these pamphlets." Fantasy tries to wink at Skies but since she still feels bad it comes off as forced and pats her bag. "It would also be intresting to read what they say. Maybe we can find some clues on the whereabouts of the printers on them."
Fantasy scrapes up the last part of the now melted ice-cream from the bowl.
"Okay," Fantasy says and nods. "Then I say I like to return and cash in these pamphlets." Fantasy tries to wink at Skies but since she still feels bad it comes off as forced and pats her bag. "It would also be intresting to read what they say. Maybe we can find some clues on the whereabouts of the printers on them."
>>133658
"Yeah, probably," Fantasy says.
Fantasy stands up and walks over to the tan stallion.
"The ice-cream was tasteful. I may return."
She then leaves teh establisment with Mr. Snuggles on her back. I assume that Skies follow after.
"There were two times which I had to stop myself from speaking up before." Fantasy looks into the ground. "When she talked about equality and hierachies and the idea that the fascists were trying to divide creatures through nationality.
"First, I don't believe that, even if we wanted to, a world could exist without hierarchies. It's just the nature of nature.
Fantasy starts to stare up into the sky above.
"Second, I find it sad and hilarious taht she thinks that the divide between creatures is artifical but the one between classes isn't."
"Yeah, probably," Fantasy says.
Fantasy stands up and walks over to the tan stallion.
"The ice-cream was tasteful. I may return."
She then leaves teh establisment with Mr. Snuggles on her back. I assume that Skies follow after.
"There were two times which I had to stop myself from speaking up before." Fantasy looks into the ground. "When she talked about equality and hierachies and the idea that the fascists were trying to divide creatures through nationality.
"First, I don't believe that, even if we wanted to, a world could exist without hierarchies. It's just the nature of nature.
Fantasy starts to stare up into the sky above.
"Second, I find it sad and hilarious taht she thinks that the divide between creatures is artifical but the one between classes isn't."
>>133660
She nods
“I know the feel. I’ve had to learn to hold my tongue as well. There is a hierarchy of creatures in nature, and for the same reasons, a hierarchy in everything nature produces. Ponies who follow these ideologies tend to hate hierarchy because they often find themselves on the bottom. They don’t understand how to run a society or an economy. You couldn’t run a daycare without a clear understanding who who does what and who has final say in what is done, let alone a country. As for this ‘unity across nations... they don’t understand that ponies are like ands and bees. They live in hives by nature. Destroying the hive does little good.”
She sighs
“But ideologues similar to these, if not the same, hold sway in many parts of Equestria and parts of the world. It will take a long time to rehabilitate this area. Everypony has their place. Everypony has their role. Fighting that leads to unhappiness. But making ponies see that... is more challenging than I’d wish.”
She nods
“I know the feel. I’ve had to learn to hold my tongue as well. There is a hierarchy of creatures in nature, and for the same reasons, a hierarchy in everything nature produces. Ponies who follow these ideologies tend to hate hierarchy because they often find themselves on the bottom. They don’t understand how to run a society or an economy. You couldn’t run a daycare without a clear understanding who who does what and who has final say in what is done, let alone a country. As for this ‘unity across nations... they don’t understand that ponies are like ands and bees. They live in hives by nature. Destroying the hive does little good.”
She sighs
“But ideologues similar to these, if not the same, hold sway in many parts of Equestria and parts of the world. It will take a long time to rehabilitate this area. Everypony has their place. Everypony has their role. Fighting that leads to unhappiness. But making ponies see that... is more challenging than I’d wish.”
>>133662
Fantasy mostly nods throghout Skies' dialogue.
"Mmm... Yes. Though I would say that mare knew her craft well. I assume that she thinks stuff like this because she pities the creature and ponies below her. She might not fully understand that money cannot be given to everypony that has it rough.
"Although, from where I'm form this did not matter because ponies help each other for free. The idea that social benefits from the tgoverment were to solve everything never even entered our minds."
Fantasy mostly nods throghout Skies' dialogue.
"Mmm... Yes. Though I would say that mare knew her craft well. I assume that she thinks stuff like this because she pities the creature and ponies below her. She might not fully understand that money cannot be given to everypony that has it rough.
"Although, from where I'm form this did not matter because ponies help each other for free. The idea that social benefits from the tgoverment were to solve everything never even entered our minds."
>>133663
She shrugs
“She’s an Earth Pony. They always find themselves on the bottom of society, and they always want to get out of it. Government is a tool of it sometimes. Sometimes it’s unions. But always, it’s the same peasant revolt.”
She shrugs
“She’s an Earth Pony. They always find themselves on the bottom of society, and they always want to get out of it. Government is a tool of it sometimes. Sometimes it’s unions. But always, it’s the same peasant revolt.”
>>133664
"I suppose that's fair. I wouldn't trust some higher standing ponies to always be on the lookout for my best intrests. To seek power isn't wrong but the methods can be.
"Though I would say that I never seen any branch of socialism as peasenats revolting, its kmore like they are used by someone powerful to their purposes rather than for a cause." <- Would have liked to add this buI'm not sure if this is something she would say.
"Anyway, let's get back to HQ."
"I suppose that's fair. I wouldn't trust some higher standing ponies to always be on the lookout for my best intrests. To seek power isn't wrong but the methods can be.
"Though I would say that I never seen any branch of socialism as peasenats revolting, its kmore like they are used by someone powerful to their purposes rather than for a cause." <- Would have liked to add this buI'm not sure if this is something she would say.
"Anyway, let's get back to HQ."
>>133665
“Seeking power is wrong when the ponies seeking it can’t use it well” she says.
But the two ponies walk back to HQ, arriving back at the offices
“Seeking power is wrong when the ponies seeking it can’t use it well” she says.
But the two ponies walk back to HQ, arriving back at the offices
>>133666
I guess we'll stop here until Dark Star returns.
Anyway, this a was fun and a fine session. .
I guess we'll stop here until Dark Star returns.
Anyway, this a was fun and a fine session. .
Once it gets closer to dinner, Silver gets up and goes to the kitchen to prepare their food.
>>133668
This is pretty straightforward, with the kitchen having all the necessary equipment, and mod ingredients
This is pretty straightforward, with the kitchen having all the necessary equipment, and mod ingredients
>>133669
Then Silver gets to work preparing the stroganoff. He also tries pan frying some of the crocogator meat they got for Mala.
Then Silver gets to work preparing the stroganoff. He also tries pan frying some of the crocogator meat they got for Mala.
>>133670
Hopefully Silver knows how to prepare both. The electric stove isn’t quite as powerful as the gas or even wood stoves Silver is familiar with, but he makes so
Hopefully Silver knows how to prepare both. The electric stove isn’t quite as powerful as the gas or even wood stoves Silver is familiar with, but he makes so
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>>133673
I'll probably leave the station soon if Darkstar doesn't show. Then I'll just check on the pamhplets and then leave. Our characters can bump into each other on the streets.
I will give Darkstar sometime thought but otherwise it make sesne that my charcter would take the rest of the day off and not meet Darkstar (if he doesn't appear) since he is in a meeting with Seabreeeze.
I'll probably leave the station soon if Darkstar doesn't show. Then I'll just check on the pamhplets and then leave. Our characters can bump into each other on the streets.
I will give Darkstar sometime thought but otherwise it make sesne that my charcter would take the rest of the day off and not meet Darkstar (if he doesn't appear) since he is in a meeting with Seabreeeze.
>>133676
Khoi and Jubilosa enter the room together, while Mala, last to enter, is the first to the table. Jubilosa looks with intrigue at the new food while Khoi examines it with caution. Mala sniffs both the struganoff and the fried alligator with enthusiasm
>>133677
Hopefully he'll be around tomorrow...
Khoi and Jubilosa enter the room together, while Mala, last to enter, is the first to the table. Jubilosa looks with intrigue at the new food while Khoi examines it with caution. Mala sniffs both the struganoff and the fried alligator with enthusiasm
>>133677
Hopefully he'll be around tomorrow...
>>133678
Silver serves up portions of the stroganoff onto everyone's plates, and serves up a portion of fried gator to Mala. He looks over to the other carnivore in the room.
"Want some crocogator, Jubilosa?"
Silver serves up portions of the stroganoff onto everyone's plates, and serves up a portion of fried gator to Mala. He looks over to the other carnivore in the room.
"Want some crocogator, Jubilosa?"
>>133710
Each of the creatures looks at the strogranoff as it is placed. Mala bends over to sniff the stroganoff, and then the fried alligator. Jubilosa looks down at the stroganoff with curiousity, and then picks up a fork to move it. Khoi is rather skeptical of the stroganoff, unsure about it.
Jubilosa:
"Crocogator? What's a crocogator?"
But when she looks over to Mala's plate, she says,
"Oh. Sure. I'll try it, I guess."
Each of the creatures looks at the strogranoff as it is placed. Mala bends over to sniff the stroganoff, and then the fried alligator. Jubilosa looks down at the stroganoff with curiousity, and then picks up a fork to move it. Khoi is rather skeptical of the stroganoff, unsure about it.
Jubilosa:
"Crocogator? What's a crocogator?"
But when she looks over to Mala's plate, she says,
"Oh. Sure. I'll try it, I guess."
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>>133711
The stroganoff moves, well, like a cassarole. Noodles provide the base of the dish, covered in a simple sauce of cream of mushroom soup and sour cream, with extra mushrooms to add more substance to the meal.
He looks over to Khoi, and smiles.
"Go ahead, try it. It is quite good!"
He sevres some meat to Jubilosa and then sits down in front of his own plate. He licks his lips before digging into the satisfying meal.
The stroganoff moves, well, like a cassarole. Noodles provide the base of the dish, covered in a simple sauce of cream of mushroom soup and sour cream, with extra mushrooms to add more substance to the meal.
He looks over to Khoi, and smiles.
"Go ahead, try it. It is quite good!"
He sevres some meat to Jubilosa and then sits down in front of his own plate. He licks his lips before digging into the satisfying meal.
We need to send a radio signal to see if Dark Star and Iron are okay
>>133721
Khoi seems rather hesitant looking at it. She looks over to Mala and Jubilosa.
Jubilosa, however, uses a fork to try to pick up some of the aligator meet, moving it up in her beak in exactly the manner you’d expect a bird to eat. Mala basically just puts his muzzle directly in the Stroganoff.
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Khoi seems rather hesitant looking at it. She looks over to Mala and Jubilosa.
Jubilosa, however, uses a fork to try to pick up some of the aligator meet, moving it up in her beak in exactly the manner you’d expect a bird to eat. Mala basically just puts his muzzle directly in the Stroganoff.
[1d2 = 1]
If Dark Star and/or Fantasy shows up I can squeeze in a session, otherwise I won't be here
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>>133733
Would like to play but has some stuff on my mind. I think another day. I just can't hack it today. However, I think my character will seek out yours next time I play.
Would like to play but has some stuff on my mind. I think another day. I just can't hack it today. However, I think my character will seek out yours next time I play.
>>133739
Jubilosa eats a piece of alligator, and then another and another. She's eaten a significant portion of it before she tries the Stroganoff. She takes a small sample with her fork, tastes it, and looks off to the side to contemplate it, before using her fork to eat it in earnest.
Mala sticks his muzzle into the stroganov and eats a portion of it, before pulling his muzzle out and licking his nose and lips - covered in cream - for many seconds, before placing his muzzle into the plate of fried aligator. Mala eats all of the fried alligator quickly, always directly with his mouth, simply biting off pieces where the meat is too large to swallow. When this is done, Mala goes back to the stroganov, especially liking to lick up the cream.
Khoi is the slowest to eat, trying but struggling to use a fork, before using her magic directly to pick up noodles. She chews the noodles extensively, unlike Jubilosa and Mala, who don't or very possibly can't chew. She often looks over to Mala and Jubilosa with concern o judgement, and while Mala does not notice, her glance seems to provoke Jubilosa to switch from the alligator meat to the stroganov. Khoi avoids the cream where she can, and eats mostly just the noodles.
Jubilosa eats a piece of alligator, and then another and another. She's eaten a significant portion of it before she tries the Stroganoff. She takes a small sample with her fork, tastes it, and looks off to the side to contemplate it, before using her fork to eat it in earnest.
Mala sticks his muzzle into the stroganov and eats a portion of it, before pulling his muzzle out and licking his nose and lips - covered in cream - for many seconds, before placing his muzzle into the plate of fried aligator. Mala eats all of the fried alligator quickly, always directly with his mouth, simply biting off pieces where the meat is too large to swallow. When this is done, Mala goes back to the stroganov, especially liking to lick up the cream.
Khoi is the slowest to eat, trying but struggling to use a fork, before using her magic directly to pick up noodles. She chews the noodles extensively, unlike Jubilosa and Mala, who don't or very possibly can't chew. She often looks over to Mala and Jubilosa with concern o judgement, and while Mala does not notice, her glance seems to provoke Jubilosa to switch from the alligator meat to the stroganov. Khoi avoids the cream where she can, and eats mostly just the noodles.
Nova Griffonia is a much better country to play for a new player than Equestria is. You won't get dec'd on by anyone else and there are hardly any unexpected surprises. There are several very fun paths to go down, and the research bonuses you get from national focuses are useful for keeping up in different areas.
I picked Goldfeather for the ancap memes and it's actually a fun and very different way to play the game. You can actually get civilian factories in return for volunteers which is a great help for such a small country, and it lets you play the game and get experience without risk of getting invaded. I've found that special ops units (mountaineers and knights in particular) are the best option, at least because my main army templates are still substandard. You can basically ignore navy and air force as you can't use those as mercenaries, though I'm playing catch-up with those since I'm boosting fascism across the northern hemisphere and maybe making a faction.
Also it was disappointing to see how the Equestria AI trounced the Karthianian Empire. Then again, it clearly had naval superiority whereas my navy was bugged in the other game. Interestingly that bug hasn't surfaced in this game. Also the Griffonian Republic's faction declared war on the Empire which never happened in my last game.
I picked Goldfeather for the ancap memes and it's actually a fun and very different way to play the game. You can actually get civilian factories in return for volunteers which is a great help for such a small country, and it lets you play the game and get experience without risk of getting invaded. I've found that special ops units (mountaineers and knights in particular) are the best option, at least because my main army templates are still substandard. You can basically ignore navy and air force as you can't use those as mercenaries, though I'm playing catch-up with those since I'm boosting fascism across the northern hemisphere and maybe making a faction.
Also it was disappointing to see how the Equestria AI trounced the Karthianian Empire. Then again, it clearly had naval superiority whereas my navy was bugged in the other game. Interestingly that bug hasn't surfaced in this game. Also the Griffonian Republic's faction declared war on the Empire which never happened in my last game.
>>133741
Silver looks up from his food and over to Khoi. His raises his eyebrow and tilts his head slightly to the left.
"Why do you not use fork?"
Silver looks up from his food and over to Khoi. His raises his eyebrow and tilts his head slightly to the left.
"Why do you not use fork?"
>>133666
>“Seeking power is wrong when the ponies seeking it can’t use it well”
Kind of like this qoute.
>“Seeking power is wrong when the ponies seeking it can’t use it well”
Kind of like this qoute.
This is getting pretty far off-topic, but has anyone else played Darkest Hour? I wanted to get some vanilla HOI in but for some strange reason the vanilla game crashes after loading though EaW works fine. The next best thing was to try Darkest Hour, a "Hearts of Iron game" that is a standalone built by the modding community. It's based on HOI2 which I've heard is the best HOI game. It certainly is a very different sort of game and has a vast amount of depth.
The amount of depth in the game is astounding. For one, the time-frame extends from WW1 all the way to 1970. The densely-packed research system works off a research team system--rather than have a flat bonus based on government ministers (though you can get that too), you hire teams according to their expertise and skill level. I think the political system is far superior since rather than four ideologies, you get ten Kaiserreich-style depending on the axes of democratic/authoritarian and left/right. Diplomacy and intelligence are both self-managing for the most part. Although there are decisions, there are no focus trees, and outside of special events you can change the path of your country's politics only very gradually. Being an older game it isn't heavy on the visuals (and I still don't know if there are any hotkeys), but it makes up for it with the sheer amount of flavor text in the game (every historical government minister of every country is present!)
Part of me wishes that EaW was made in this game because of how well-grounded everything is. HOI4 is definitely a much more arcadey and "dumbed-down" game in comparison, but that probably works better for a cartoony setting. Still, if you like the history aspect of Hearts of Iron then check out DH.
The amount of depth in the game is astounding. For one, the time-frame extends from WW1 all the way to 1970. The densely-packed research system works off a research team system--rather than have a flat bonus based on government ministers (though you can get that too), you hire teams according to their expertise and skill level. I think the political system is far superior since rather than four ideologies, you get ten Kaiserreich-style depending on the axes of democratic/authoritarian and left/right. Diplomacy and intelligence are both self-managing for the most part. Although there are decisions, there are no focus trees, and outside of special events you can change the path of your country's politics only very gradually. Being an older game it isn't heavy on the visuals (and I still don't know if there are any hotkeys), but it makes up for it with the sheer amount of flavor text in the game (every historical government minister of every country is present!)
Part of me wishes that EaW was made in this game because of how well-grounded everything is. HOI4 is definitely a much more arcadey and "dumbed-down" game in comparison, but that probably works better for a cartoony setting. Still, if you like the history aspect of Hearts of Iron then check out DH.
>>133744
Silver smiles at her.
"It is okay, I am just curious. I have not seen unicorn - or kirin, in this case - eat like that."
Silver smiles at her.
"It is okay, I am just curious. I have not seen unicorn - or kirin, in this case - eat like that."
>>133757
He looks at the cream, and gives an amused smile.
"Cream of mushroom soup and sour cream. It is very good!"
He demonstrates by using his fork to impale some noodles and a large piece of mushroom from his plate, scooping up some of the cream sauce, and eating the savoury bite with a look of definite enjoyment.
He looks at the cream, and gives an amused smile.
"Cream of mushroom soup and sour cream. It is very good!"
He demonstrates by using his fork to impale some noodles and a large piece of mushroom from his plate, scooping up some of the cream sauce, and eating the savoury bite with a look of definite enjoyment.
>>133759
Silver swallows the bite, and smiles at Khoi.
"You do not have to eat it, and you especially are not obligated to like it, but it would be nice to see you try it before you give final judgement."
Silver swallows the bite, and smiles at Khoi.
"You do not have to eat it, and you especially are not obligated to like it, but it would be nice to see you try it before you give final judgement."
>>133764
Now Silver looks confused.
"Cream of mushroom soup and sour cream...? I am afraid I do not understand."
Now Silver looks confused.
"Cream of mushroom soup and sour cream...? I am afraid I do not understand."
>>133777
I don't want to be the one looking this up, but did they use certain machines to incentivise cows to produce milk in the 1940's and would those exist in Equestria?
I don't want to be the one looking this up, but did they use certain machines to incentivise cows to produce milk in the 1940's and would those exist in Equestria?
>>133779
Silver shrugs to her use of magic instead of her fork, and resumes eating the last of the stroganoff on his plate. He leans back in his seat once he's finished, giving his stomach a satisfied pat.
"Ahhhhh, that hit spot..."
Silver shrugs to her use of magic instead of her fork, and resumes eating the last of the stroganoff on his plate. He leans back in his seat once he's finished, giving his stomach a satisfied pat.
"Ahhhhh, that hit spot..."
>>133780
Mala is the first to finish eating, licking the plate repeatedly, then his lips, and then sitting up. Jubilosa takes a little longer, eating the stroganoff and then the alligator meat with her fork. Khoi is still eating, picking up strands of noodles, and then using her spoon to pick up mushrooms. She doesn’t pick up cream, but she doesn’t push it off the noodles either.
Mala is the first to finish eating, licking the plate repeatedly, then his lips, and then sitting up. Jubilosa takes a little longer, eating the stroganoff and then the alligator meat with her fork. Khoi is still eating, picking up strands of noodles, and then using her spoon to pick up mushrooms. She doesn’t pick up cream, but she doesn’t push it off the noodles either.
>>133781
To be considerate, Silver waits for Khoi to finish before getting up. He turns to Jubilosa and Mala.
"So, what did you two think?"
To be considerate, Silver waits for Khoi to finish before getting up. He turns to Jubilosa and Mala.
"So, what did you two think?"
>>133782
Mala nods, with his triangle ears now pointing towards Silver as he smiles. Jubilosa
“Hehe, what is this stuff called again? Is this from your homeland?”
Khoi is silent until at least Jubilosa is finished speaking
Mala nods, with his triangle ears now pointing towards Silver as he smiles. Jubilosa
“Hehe, what is this stuff called again? Is this from your homeland?”
Khoi is silent until at least Jubilosa is finished speaking
Do you smell what the Iron's cooking?
Iron softly exhales from his snout, stabilizing his breath after his small skirmish against the two weapon-wielding griffin mafiosos back at the pier.
(We might be here for a while,) he muses.
Iron softly exhales from his snout, stabilizing his breath after his small skirmish against the two weapon-wielding griffin mafiosos back at the pier.
(We might be here for a while,) he muses.
>>133800
No... But Iron can smell salt water and cigarettes
A fast but light "clop clop clop," and then:
"What the hell was the that?" White Sands sounds a little frustrated
"You made them pull weapons on you."
She turns her head to the side, then quickly turns it back
"Be grateful they didn't have submachine guns."
No... But Iron can smell salt water and cigarettes
A fast but light "clop clop clop," and then:
"What the hell was the that?" White Sands sounds a little frustrated
"You made them pull weapons on you."
She turns her head to the side, then quickly turns it back
"Be grateful they didn't have submachine guns."
>>133801
Good. Because he's a terrible cook.
Iron turns to Sands, ears drooped and puckered lips at the truthful accusation.
"I might need to practice goading them into hoof fights," he admits in a low tone, realizing the circumstances he's in "the coat shredders, "suh-ma-chin" guns, really hurt last time I got hit by them."
Glancing at the planks his hooves currently perched themselves on for a bit, he glances up at the mare once more. "...Should I directly challenge them to a hoof fight from the getgo?"
Good. Because he's a terrible cook.
Iron turns to Sands, ears drooped and puckered lips at the truthful accusation.
"I might need to practice goading them into hoof fights," he admits in a low tone, realizing the circumstances he's in "the coat shredders, "suh-ma-chin" guns, really hurt last time I got hit by them."
Glancing at the planks his hooves currently perched themselves on for a bit, he glances up at the mare once more. "...Should I directly challenge them to a hoof fight from the getgo?"
>>133802
Shee blinks, and her entire body seems to ease up as tension fades away
"That's most likely better than vague threats. Insults will make them angry. They will make them want to hurt you. Threats, however, may just make them fear you. And every creature, no matter what it is, is at its most dangerous when it is afraid."
She moves along again, past Iron
"Hoof fights... who knows. You'll have your most success with the bigger ones, the ones who think they're most likely to win in a fight against you. But successful hoof fight challenges are definitely the safest way to do this."
She looks back to him from past him
"Then again, the whole point of this operation is scare them away... so you can't really ever completely remove the danger from it."
Shee blinks, and her entire body seems to ease up as tension fades away
"That's most likely better than vague threats. Insults will make them angry. They will make them want to hurt you. Threats, however, may just make them fear you. And every creature, no matter what it is, is at its most dangerous when it is afraid."
She moves along again, past Iron
"Hoof fights... who knows. You'll have your most success with the bigger ones, the ones who think they're most likely to win in a fight against you. But successful hoof fight challenges are definitely the safest way to do this."
She looks back to him from past him
"Then again, the whole point of this operation is scare them away... so you can't really ever completely remove the danger from it."
>>133806
Iron nods, somewhat understanding the balance explained to him and being reminded specifically what he had to do to those griffons.
"So I should find bulkier individuals whose main course of action is to fight barehoof," he answers "so that they choose to fight with it even with threats."
Nodding to himself, the native smacks his lips, thinking up the remainder of his plan. "If I recall correctly, there was a famous griffin in this area. They must have a bulky guard on him to dissuade any sort of goading towards him. He might be a good target to scare by beating up those protecting him."
Iron nods, somewhat understanding the balance explained to him and being reminded specifically what he had to do to those griffons.
"So I should find bulkier individuals whose main course of action is to fight barehoof," he answers "so that they choose to fight with it even with threats."
Nodding to himself, the native smacks his lips, thinking up the remainder of his plan. "If I recall correctly, there was a famous griffin in this area. They must have a bulky guard on him to dissuade any sort of goading towards him. He might be a good target to scare by beating up those protecting him."
>>133807
She moves directly in front of him
"He'll have a guard or two or three for sure. They'll need to be beat up... To send a message. What worries me is if they have hitgriffs. Professional killers. Those griffins could be far deadlier..." she looks down, then back up
"Challenging the bigger ones to a fight, or otherwise provoking them... that's a good move. But the smaller griffins, well, they won't want to attack you without weapons." Then she looks to Iron with her head tilted away.
"Maybe they could be lured into a trap. They could think they are going after an easier target."
She moves directly in front of him
"He'll have a guard or two or three for sure. They'll need to be beat up... To send a message. What worries me is if they have hitgriffs. Professional killers. Those griffins could be far deadlier..." she looks down, then back up
"Challenging the bigger ones to a fight, or otherwise provoking them... that's a good move. But the smaller griffins, well, they won't want to attack you without weapons." Then she looks to Iron with her head tilted away.
"Maybe they could be lured into a trap. They could think they are going after an easier target."
>>133809
Iron hums softly, glancing at the probably smaller griffons behind Sands.
"What sort of traps would they be attracted to?" he asks out loud before looking back at Sands. "Perhaps we could try to stand up to the civilian ponies that may have suffered from any aggressive tactics aimed at them in order to scare them into complacency instead. They're essentially the easier target, although I do not recall hearing any complaints about them."
Iron hums softly, glancing at the probably smaller griffons behind Sands.
"What sort of traps would they be attracted to?" he asks out loud before looking back at Sands. "Perhaps we could try to stand up to the civilian ponies that may have suffered from any aggressive tactics aimed at them in order to scare them into complacency instead. They're essentially the easier target, although I do not recall hearing any complaints about them."
>>133811
"Trying to stop whatever they are doing will definitely do it, that's for sure. If they don't know what they're fighting they won't be prepared.
But, if that doesn't work, their attempts to teach an obnoxious unicorn mare a lesson could go horribly wrong."
"Trying to stop whatever they are doing will definitely do it, that's for sure. If they don't know what they're fighting they won't be prepared.
But, if that doesn't work, their attempts to teach an obnoxious unicorn mare a lesson could go horribly wrong."
>>133812
Iron's snout scrunches slightly, having the faintest feeling of dread from her last sentence, blinking softly in response.
"...D-did you just-"
Then as suddenly as the apprehension appeared, it dissipates from the bigger plan in motion, spiking his ears up.
"Oh! I see! That sounds like a good idea, actually. Specially if said mare has some injuries on her. But where could that happen?"
Iron's snout scrunches slightly, having the faintest feeling of dread from her last sentence, blinking softly in response.
"...D-did you just-"
Then as suddenly as the apprehension appeared, it dissipates from the bigger plan in motion, spiking his ears up.
"Oh! I see! That sounds like a good idea, actually. Specially if said mare has some injuries on her. But where could that happen?"
>>133814
"Where ever the griffins are, we go to them. Or if you are willing to take more time, whatever it is they value, we go to that and threaten it. Either way, let them not know what is coming."
"Where ever the griffins are, we go to them. Or if you are willing to take more time, whatever it is they value, we go to that and threaten it. Either way, let them not know what is coming."
>>133815
"Find the griffins," Iron repeats, confirming the first option to be more fool-proof before glancing around the area "...where were those places, again?"
"Find the griffins," Iron repeats, confirming the first option to be more fool-proof before glancing around the area "...where were those places, again?"
>>133816
"Well, evidently they have a location operating hear around the piers. They are trying to operate a fishing company, or something. But they'll want to have businesses as fronts, and as places to congregate... There's probably a restaurant or a bar or something somewhere around here they like to congregate too."
"Well, evidently they have a location operating hear around the piers. They are trying to operate a fishing company, or something. But they'll want to have businesses as fronts, and as places to congregate... There's probably a restaurant or a bar or something somewhere around here they like to congregate too."
>>133818
"Sounds to me we'll stick around these piers for a while," Iron responds with a nod "unless we get hungry for... feathers?"
He wore a small, sheepish smile as he glances, finding it mildly difficult to keep the hidden meaning flowing along smoothly.
"Sounds to me we'll stick around these piers for a while," Iron responds with a nod "unless we get hungry for... feathers?"
He wore a small, sheepish smile as he glances, finding it mildly difficult to keep the hidden meaning flowing along smoothly.
>>133819
"Heh" She briefly smiles, but returns to a serious expression.
"One more thing. We're not in Baltimare anymore. Police will probably still respond to gunshots, and always be careful of witnesses, but if they find us, they aren't going to assume we're involved in gang violence, or that we are potential thieves. They are going to see a poor, innocent mare, and her stallion - admittedly a slightly scarier looking stallion, but a pony stallion nevertheless. And when they look at our adversaries, they will see big, mean griffins with foreign accents, questionable paperwork - Interlopers in land that in their eyes, belongs to ponies. And they will make their own conclusions as to what happened, who was the aggressor, and who the victim."
"Heh" She briefly smiles, but returns to a serious expression.
"One more thing. We're not in Baltimare anymore. Police will probably still respond to gunshots, and always be careful of witnesses, but if they find us, they aren't going to assume we're involved in gang violence, or that we are potential thieves. They are going to see a poor, innocent mare, and her stallion - admittedly a slightly scarier looking stallion, but a pony stallion nevertheless. And when they look at our adversaries, they will see big, mean griffins with foreign accents, questionable paperwork - Interlopers in land that in their eyes, belongs to ponies. And they will make their own conclusions as to what happened, who was the aggressor, and who the victim."
>>133821
"I understand," Iron answers with a nod "so keep the gang talk to only key moments and do it subtly so only the gangsters hear the threats."
"I understand," Iron answers with a nod "so keep the gang talk to only key moments and do it subtly so only the gangsters hear the threats."
>>133822
"Well, don't be afraid of the police if you can't outrun them. No need to dive into salt water this time, for instance..." she narrows her eyes a little at these words
"But as for the gangsters, it's a delicate balance to make them want to hurt you, without making them think they need to destroy you."
"Well, don't be afraid of the police if you can't outrun them. No need to dive into salt water this time, for instance..." she narrows her eyes a little at these words
"But as for the gangsters, it's a delicate balance to make them want to hurt you, without making them think they need to destroy you."
>>133823
Iron nods once more, licking his lips softly as he look to his naked form, hide hopefully covering whatever scars he may have gotten these past few days.
"...considering somepony else will activate their drive to hurt, I do not think it will be necessary for me to do much..."
As soon as that thought crosses his head, his eyes widened and, with a small excited hop and renewed vigor, he quickly turns to Sands. "I know! I will stutter on purpose so my threats are not as deep as they usually would."
Iron nods once more, licking his lips softly as he look to his naked form, hide hopefully covering whatever scars he may have gotten these past few days.
"...considering somepony else will activate their drive to hurt, I do not think it will be necessary for me to do much..."
As soon as that thought crosses his head, his eyes widened and, with a small excited hop and renewed vigor, he quickly turns to Sands. "I know! I will stutter on purpose so my threats are not as deep as they usually would."
>>133824
He'll need a long coat for that, as he is quite scarred. Hopefully hair will cover what time has not yet.
She nods
"Stuttering. That sounds like a clever trick. Make your enemies think that you are already afraid of them. They won't feel as threatened."
He'll need a long coat for that, as he is quite scarred. Hopefully hair will cover what time has not yet.
She nods
"Stuttering. That sounds like a clever trick. Make your enemies think that you are already afraid of them. They won't feel as threatened."
>>133825
"Great!" Iron exclaims, getting excited to execute their plan before inhaling deeply, composing himself in order not to be blinded by the raw anticipation of battle "Let us commence our plans, then: Find griffons, the mare goads them and the stallion comes out the moment they take action. Like fishing... birds in a... pond."
The native took a second to process his last statement before chuckling softly at his raw attempt at a simile.
"Great!" Iron exclaims, getting excited to execute their plan before inhaling deeply, composing himself in order not to be blinded by the raw anticipation of battle "Let us commence our plans, then: Find griffons, the mare goads them and the stallion comes out the moment they take action. Like fishing... birds in a... pond."
The native took a second to process his last statement before chuckling softly at his raw attempt at a simile.
>>133829
Iron nods a couple of times excitedly, clearly agreeing about it more due to it meaning more battling, before starting his quest to find more griffons on this pier first and foremost, hoping to test out their new plan's effectiveness to further their own ends.
Iron nods a couple of times excitedly, clearly agreeing about it more due to it meaning more battling, before starting his quest to find more griffons on this pier first and foremost, hoping to test out their new plan's effectiveness to further their own ends.
>>133832
Ears flicking towards the building, Iron starts to slowly turn his head as well. "I feel griffons over there," he tells Sands in a hushed manner "Scout ahead to see if you can find any. I will follow you as inconspicuously as I can."
Ears flicking towards the building, Iron starts to slowly turn his head as well. "I feel griffons over there," he tells Sands in a hushed manner "Scout ahead to see if you can find any. I will follow you as inconspicuously as I can."
>>133787
"Stroganoff! It is indeed from my homeland of Severyana. It is nothing considered fancy, or eaten by tsars, but it is tasty, and quite cheap."
"Stroganoff! It is indeed from my homeland of Severyana. It is nothing considered fancy, or eaten by tsars, but it is tasty, and quite cheap."
>>133833
The first building is two stories, brick with a flat roof, and a white sign saying “Salty’s Seashore” on it. There’s a couple windows on the first floor with the blinds down, and a simple door.
>>133850
https://youtu.be/ELsc0btFgRI
She is silent for a moment
“Huh. That’s pretty neat. Nice of you to share.”
The first building is two stories, brick with a flat roof, and a white sign saying “Salty’s Seashore” on it. There’s a couple windows on the first floor with the blinds down, and a simple door.
>>133850
https://youtu.be/ELsc0btFgRI
She is silent for a moment
“Huh. That’s pretty neat. Nice of you to share.”
>>133851
Silver smiles at Jubilosa, then looks to Khoi when she gets close to finishing.
"What about you? What did you think?"
Silver smiles at Jubilosa, then looks to Khoi when she gets close to finishing.
"What about you? What did you think?"
>>133851
Iron's hooves clip clops in attempted inconspicuousness towards it, letting Sands go in front of him as she's more knowledgeable about the place and charismatic than he is.
He would keep an eye out for any griffon activity he could spot on his approach while he quickly cranes his neck towards the mare taking point.
"When you think you have spotted a good opportunity to start the scenario, whisper "Honeybee," he asks.
Iron's hooves clip clops in attempted inconspicuousness towards it, letting Sands go in front of him as she's more knowledgeable about the place and charismatic than he is.
He would keep an eye out for any griffon activity he could spot on his approach while he quickly cranes his neck towards the mare taking point.
"When you think you have spotted a good opportunity to start the scenario, whisper "Honeybee," he asks.
>>133854
Iron couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling strange around this area built yet unguarded. He opted to keep his snout shut for the time being, content with simply looking around for anything worth paying attention to: Danger or curiosity apply.
[1d20+2 = 12]<Spot Check
Iron couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling strange around this area built yet unguarded. He opted to keep his snout shut for the time being, content with simply looking around for anything worth paying attention to: Danger or curiosity apply.
[1d20+2 = 12]<Spot Check
>>133853
>>133854
>>133855
She goes inside for a minute. Then another minute. Then another. Then the door opens:
Female voice that isn't Sands:
"Ms..."
Sands:
"Heron"
Female:
"Ms. Heron, we are closed and we have nothing to do with any 'illegal dumping.'"
Sands, sounding very angry
"Do not give me that talk pretty feathers, you dumped something that poisoned my dog and I know it. Pay the medical bills or I will have the city council investigate. I use the same tailor as the mayor; I have connections."
As she opens the door and steps back out, she turns her head to give a slightly worried grin to Iron. She does not say the code
>>133856
"It's... it's nice, but where are the chopsticks, and why are there animal products?"
Jubilosa
"Also... I don't want to sound rude but... Where's the wine?"
>>133854
>>133855
She goes inside for a minute. Then another minute. Then another. Then the door opens:
Female voice that isn't Sands:
"Ms..."
Sands:
"Heron"
Female:
"Ms. Heron, we are closed and we have nothing to do with any 'illegal dumping.'"
Sands, sounding very angry
"Do not give me that talk pretty feathers, you dumped something that poisoned my dog and I know it. Pay the medical bills or I will have the city council investigate. I use the same tailor as the mayor; I have connections."
As she opens the door and steps back out, she turns her head to give a slightly worried grin to Iron. She does not say the code
>>133856
"It's... it's nice, but where are the chopsticks, and why are there animal products?"
Jubilosa
"Also... I don't want to sound rude but... Where's the wine?"
>>133857
Figuring there wasn't anything worth in there from how she didn't say the code to spring him into action, the stallion simply remains quiet, opting instead to remain vigilant yet passive for any attempts on her life until the mare currently kicking Sands out lets her walk off the premises.
Figuring there wasn't anything worth in there from how she didn't say the code to spring him into action, the stallion simply remains quiet, opting instead to remain vigilant yet passive for any attempts on her life until the mare currently kicking Sands out lets her walk off the premises.
>>133858
She turns her head in
"No, I'm telling you. I'm telling you we have the dog outside. No. You listen here. No. Your negligence poisoned my dog. I am not leaving. You poisoned my poor, poor Honeybee."
She turns her head in
"No, I'm telling you. I'm telling you we have the dog outside. No. You listen here. No. Your negligence poisoned my dog. I am not leaving. You poisoned my poor, poor Honeybee."
>>133851
>[YouTube] Russia Theme - Industrial (Civilization 6 OST) | Kalinka
Underrated, I can see why you like Civ 6. This is cursed but I can't listen to Kalinka without thinking of the misheard lyrics: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0fdlUyrBNk
>[YouTube] Russia Theme - Industrial (Civilization 6 OST) | Kalinka
Underrated, I can see why you like Civ 6. This is cursed but I can't listen to Kalinka without thinking of the misheard lyrics: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0fdlUyrBNk
>>133859
(Huh, guess she really thinks this is a good target,) Iron thought to himself before approaching the scene, ready to put on his macho act to back up his mare in need.
With a careful nudge inside the door alongside Sands, Iron puts up a disdained yet weak scowl.
"Y-you two better take responsibility for o-our dog," Iron stutters out, making sure to up his usually pitch to sound even more pathetic yet with anger clear in his voice "s-she meant everything t-to us. Y-you cannot g-get away from this."
(Huh, guess she really thinks this is a good target,) Iron thought to himself before approaching the scene, ready to put on his macho act to back up his mare in need.
With a careful nudge inside the door alongside Sands, Iron puts up a disdained yet weak scowl.
"Y-you two better take responsibility for o-our dog," Iron stutters out, making sure to up his usually pitch to sound even more pathetic yet with anger clear in his voice "s-she meant everything t-to us. Y-you cannot g-get away from this."
>>133860
I absolutely love Civ 6 and especially its sound track. Every song has so much character to it
Sometimes I like to match areas of the occupied world to civ themes. I would give Baltimare the England theme, because that music has a feeling of reserved granduer, but also a feeling of age, of sorrow, and the feeling that the best days are behind you. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NG_AZky2Xkc
I would give the Northern areas, like Bales-Whinnysota, the America theme, because of the youthful optimism and belief and in progress, because the Northern areas seem historically younger and they are more obviously American in inspiration.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mRv501x6WP0
I would give the German theme to the Griffonian Empire, because that song sounds like an outright funeral dirge, like the death of that culture is a fiat accompli. It also for some reason sounds like you're moving over snow covered streets in a very old city, buying candy at Christmas time. It has a majesty to it, in addition to resignation to fate https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cTHmPOzWxzg
>>133861
Now, Iron can see what is in the room. There is a female griffin there. She's further back. But in the fore, trying to push Sands out, are two very large griffin males. Both have darker brown feathers. Both do not look like they are interested in messing around, and both say nothing. They are not brandishing weapons and don't seem to be threatening any violence at all, but the message is clearly "get out and never come back."
Their eyes meet Iron's
I absolutely love Civ 6 and especially its sound track. Every song has so much character to it
Sometimes I like to match areas of the occupied world to civ themes. I would give Baltimare the England theme, because that music has a feeling of reserved granduer, but also a feeling of age, of sorrow, and the feeling that the best days are behind you. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NG_AZky2Xkc
I would give the Northern areas, like Bales-Whinnysota, the America theme, because of the youthful optimism and belief and in progress, because the Northern areas seem historically younger and they are more obviously American in inspiration.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mRv501x6WP0
I would give the German theme to the Griffonian Empire, because that song sounds like an outright funeral dirge, like the death of that culture is a fiat accompli. It also for some reason sounds like you're moving over snow covered streets in a very old city, buying candy at Christmas time. It has a majesty to it, in addition to resignation to fate https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cTHmPOzWxzg
>>133861
Now, Iron can see what is in the room. There is a female griffin there. She's further back. But in the fore, trying to push Sands out, are two very large griffin males. Both have darker brown feathers. Both do not look like they are interested in messing around, and both say nothing. They are not brandishing weapons and don't seem to be threatening any violence at all, but the message is clearly "get out and never come back."
Their eyes meet Iron's
>>133863
(It will work as an excuse,) Iron thinks to himself before his brow furrows in further anger. "H-hey! What are you doing with her?!" the stallion cries out in shock, partly because the shoving may actually hit her in her burn marks and the opportunity to strike rises "You are not allowed to do that! She is recovering! H-how dare you treat a hurt, grieving mare in such a manner?!"
For now, Iron is content with simply adding extra weight to push out by stepping inside as well in order for the male griffins to escalate further.
(It will work as an excuse,) Iron thinks to himself before his brow furrows in further anger. "H-hey! What are you doing with her?!" the stallion cries out in shock, partly because the shoving may actually hit her in her burn marks and the opportunity to strike rises "You are not allowed to do that! She is recovering! H-how dare you treat a hurt, grieving mare in such a manner?!"
For now, Iron is content with simply adding extra weight to push out by stepping inside as well in order for the male griffins to escalate further.
>>133864
[1d20 = 1]
One of them raises an eyebrow at the new pony, who is twice the size of the mare being pushed out.
The other one speaks. Though even these few words betray that Ponish is not his first language, his deep voice is clear:
"Get Out"
[1d20 = 1]
One of them raises an eyebrow at the new pony, who is twice the size of the mare being pushed out.
The other one speaks. Though even these few words betray that Ponish is not his first language, his deep voice is clear:
"Get Out"
>>133857
He starts off answering Jubilosa:
"...Дерьмо. I forgot to buy wine. I will have to go get some more."
He then turn to Khoi:
"I apologize for such difference in cultures, Khoi. I believe chopsticks are unique to Nugua Nam, or to kirin cultures in general. We use forks, knifes, and spoons. And for sour cream, it is tasty and does not hurt cows. Is there issue in your culture around consuming animal products?"
He starts off answering Jubilosa:
"...Дерьмо. I forgot to buy wine. I will have to go get some more."
He then turn to Khoi:
"I apologize for such difference in cultures, Khoi. I believe chopsticks are unique to Nugua Nam, or to kirin cultures in general. We use forks, knifes, and spoons. And for sour cream, it is tasty and does not hurt cows. Is there issue in your culture around consuming animal products?"
>>133865
>>133866
Iron scowls grows further at the insistent griffon, yet his forelegs softly tremble to give the appearance he really doesn't want to fight.
That was, until the male griffin currently trying to shoo off Snads dares to dramatically ram into her, quickly stepping over and shoving the griffon off his mare to avoid her getting actually hurt. "H-hey! Leave her alone, y-you beaked chicken!"
>>133866
Iron scowls grows further at the insistent griffon, yet his forelegs softly tremble to give the appearance he really doesn't want to fight.
That was, until the male griffin currently trying to shoo off Snads dares to dramatically ram into her, quickly stepping over and shoving the griffon off his mare to avoid her getting actually hurt. "H-hey! Leave her alone, y-you beaked chicken!"
>>133867
"In the Great Vehicle, we do not like to consume products from animals and things that feel. Only plants. And I'm not sure if any Kirin culture eats meat, anywhere."
>>133868
This prompts them to look at him angrily, and shove back with significant force
[1d20+3 = 10]
Roll balance
And Roll Initiative
"In the Great Vehicle, we do not like to consume products from animals and things that feel. Only plants. And I'm not sure if any Kirin culture eats meat, anywhere."
>>133868
This prompts them to look at him angrily, and shove back with significant force
[1d20+3 = 10]
Roll balance
And Roll Initiative
>>133869
He bows slightly towards her.
"I apologize. We do not have beliefs about consumtion of animal products in Celestialism. I will keep your beliefs in mind in future."
He bows slightly towards her.
"I apologize. We do not have beliefs about consumtion of animal products in Celestialism. I will keep your beliefs in mind in future."
>>133870
Iron is shoved so hard, he falls backwards, onto his legs
Big Griff A [1d20+2 = 14]
Big Griff B [1d20+2 = 6]
White Sands tries to scurry backwards, through the doorway
Iron is shoved so hard, he falls backwards, onto his legs
Big Griff A [1d20+2 = 14]
Big Griff B [1d20+2 = 6]
White Sands tries to scurry backwards, through the doorway
>>133873
With a yelp and a tumble, Iron quickly scrambles to get back up after that claw tried to swipe his coat out from down below signalled him it was time to bonk some heads.
With a yelp and a tumble, Iron quickly scrambles to get back up after that claw tried to swipe his coat out from down below signalled him it was time to bonk some heads.
>>133874
The claw swipes at him, but does not reach him in his state on the ground. As he gets up, the two griffins each swing at him
[1d20+6 = 22]
[1d20+6 = 17]
The claw swipes at him, but does not reach him in his state on the ground. As he gets up, the two griffins each swing at him
[1d20+6 = 22]
[1d20+6 = 17]
>>133874
>>133875
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WRTIFbJZ_R8
Iron gets the whammy...
He pis punched, both times around the chest and shoulders.
[1d3+3 = 6]
[1d3+3 = 6]
>>133876
Looking down:
"I don't know... But I think I am alone in this."
Jubilosa is distressed by this, but can say nothing
>>133875
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WRTIFbJZ_R8
Iron gets the whammy...
He pis punched, both times around the chest and shoulders.
[1d3+3 = 6]
[1d3+3 = 6]
>>133876
Looking down:
"I don't know... But I think I am alone in this."
Jubilosa is distressed by this, but can say nothing
>>133877
With a force, loud huff as he stood up, the pony grits his teeth before finally landing his first punch at the slower of the two griffons, hoping to take him down before he did any more punching to him, meaning he'd put all his might onto this attack.
[1d20+5 = 18]<Power Attack Non-lethal Melee Strike (+5 damage for -5 to hit bonus)
With a force, loud huff as he stood up, the pony grits his teeth before finally landing his first punch at the slower of the two griffons, hoping to take him down before he did any more punching to him, meaning he'd put all his might onto this attack.
[1d20+5 = 18]<Power Attack Non-lethal Melee Strike (+5 damage for -5 to hit bonus)
>>133877
"It is your choice...but you do not have to. We are all here for you."
He looks to Jubilosa and Mala.
"It is your choice...but you do not have to. We are all here for you."
He looks to Jubilosa and Mala.
>>133887
"Not if I don't know it myself..."
>>133888
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atxYe-nOa9w
Iron punches the griffin right in the beak, knocking him backwards, up into the air, and over a counter some 15 feet or so behind him, causing him to fall over with a crash
"Not if I don't know it myself..."
>>133888
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atxYe-nOa9w
Iron punches the griffin right in the beak, knocking him backwards, up into the air, and over a counter some 15 feet or so behind him, causing him to fall over with a crash
>>133889
"Uh...hmm..."
He falters a little bit before deciding to take a step back in the discussion.
"What is causing this crisis of faith you are having?"
"Uh...hmm..."
He falters a little bit before deciding to take a step back in the discussion.
"What is causing this crisis of faith you are having?"
>>133889
With a quick huff as he turns to the other griffon, he powers up his punch to the same level as his first strike, hoping to have that same power that last buck of his had.
[1d20+5 = 15]<Power Attack Nonlethal Unarmed Strike (+5 for -5)
With a quick huff as he turns to the other griffon, he powers up his punch to the same level as his first strike, hoping to have that same power that last buck of his had.
[1d20+5 = 15]<Power Attack Nonlethal Unarmed Strike (+5 for -5)
>>133891
She takes a moment
"Violence. You are not supposed to take life, or to harm another creature, except in self defense. Above all else, you are never to hate. And the experience in that building... was different."
>>133893
>>133892
He moves - barely - out of the way of Iron's attack, before landing his own
[1d3+3 = 4]
She takes a moment
"Violence. You are not supposed to take life, or to harm another creature, except in self defense. Above all else, you are never to hate. And the experience in that building... was different."
>>133893
>>133892
He moves - barely - out of the way of Iron's attack, before landing his own
[1d3+3 = 4]
>>133894
Thanking the gods the battle was ending shortly, he actually starts his trip attempt to minimize further damage.
[1d20+10 = 29]<Melee Touch Attack
Thanking the gods the battle was ending shortly, he actually starts his trip attempt to minimize further damage.
[1d20+10 = 29]<Melee Touch Attack
>>133898
The griffin is knocked down onto the ground. White Sands lopes past Iron, around the downed griffin
The griffin is knocked down onto the ground. White Sands lopes past Iron, around the downed griffin
>>133899
Iron now goes for a quick strike on the downed griffon thanks to his maneuver, mainly bonking him on the back as payback for the beatdown he received as he stood up.
[1d20+10 = 12]<Extra Melee Strike.
Iron now goes for a quick strike on the downed griffon thanks to his maneuver, mainly bonking him on the back as payback for the beatdown he received as he stood up.
[1d20+10 = 12]<Extra Melee Strike.
>>133886
[White Buddhist just gets off the phone with guy who pretends to convert, just to end with a 9/11 joke]
White Budhhist:
"Okay, next caller"
Caller:
"Yeah, I need help. I just had a tragedy"
White Buddhist:
"What is it?"
Caller:
"Yeah. I lost my uncle in 9/11"
White Buddhist:
"9/11"
Caller:
"Yeah. 9/11. At least he died doing what he loved. He was flying a plane."
White Buddhist:
"My... My condolences"
>>133903
He is hit, but tries to get up. Iron has an attack of opportunity
[White Buddhist just gets off the phone with guy who pretends to convert, just to end with a 9/11 joke]
White Budhhist:
"Okay, next caller"
Caller:
"Yeah, I need help. I just had a tragedy"
White Buddhist:
"What is it?"
Caller:
"Yeah. I lost my uncle in 9/11"
White Buddhist:
"9/11"
Caller:
"Yeah. 9/11. At least he died doing what he loved. He was flying a plane."
White Buddhist:
"My... My condolences"
>>133903
He is hit, but tries to get up. Iron has an attack of opportunity
>>133902
"Ah. That I know."
He lets out a sad sigh.
"I do not know how your culture and religion work. I wish I did, so that I might be more able to help you. So, knowing that...do you feel you did right thing?"
"Ah. That I know."
He lets out a sad sigh.
"I do not know how your culture and religion work. I wish I did, so that I might be more able to help you. So, knowing that...do you feel you did right thing?"
>>133911
He is hit in the head, and falls down, knocked out.
The female griffin is very much intimidated, and is moving towards a door in the back, towards the left side of the room. White Sands is moving towards her
He is hit in the head, and falls down, knocked out.
The female griffin is very much intimidated, and is moving towards a door in the back, towards the left side of the room. White Sands is moving towards her
>>133913
Iron moves along with her, gazing upon the intimidated griffiness, attempting to freeze her in place through his sheer presence.
[1d20+9 = 10]<Intimidate Roll
Iron moves along with her, gazing upon the intimidated griffiness, attempting to freeze her in place through his sheer presence.
[1d20+9 = 10]<Intimidate Roll
>>133914
*poof*
Iron activates fluff mode, poofing up. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to intimidate her much
*poof*
Iron activates fluff mode, poofing up. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to intimidate her much
>>133915
Iron's can't help but look deadpan in shame at his uncharacteristic fluff he's not used to have due to his tropical origins.
(Guess my coat grew real quick with this coat...)
Nonetheless, the stallion moves towards her anyways, hoping she wouldn't simply run away, considering he has no intention of bashing the female griffin out of principle.
Iron's can't help but look deadpan in shame at his uncharacteristic fluff he's not used to have due to his tropical origins.
(Guess my coat grew real quick with this coat...)
Nonetheless, the stallion moves towards her anyways, hoping she wouldn't simply run away, considering he has no intention of bashing the female griffin out of principle.
>>133908
Silver nods.
"Life is more than black and white. In between are many shades of gray, and what we call each shade may be different depending on who you are. It is good you are worried. Taking another life is dreadful thing. But sometimes it is right thing. You helped to save countless lives, and bring peace to countless more. For that, your conscious should be clear."
Silver nods.
"Life is more than black and white. In between are many shades of gray, and what we call each shade may be different depending on who you are. It is good you are worried. Taking another life is dreadful thing. But sometimes it is right thing. You helped to save countless lives, and bring peace to countless more. For that, your conscious should be clear."
>>133921
Iron is able to move over the female griffin, who has found her way to the base of a set of stairs past the door. White Sands moves out of the way, and says to the griffin,
"The Lady sends her regards."
Iron is able to move over the female griffin, who has found her way to the base of a set of stairs past the door. White Sands moves out of the way, and says to the griffin,
"The Lady sends her regards."
>>133923
"Why could I not fight in the war at home? Why did I move away?
Jubilosa looks troubled as well
"Why could I not fight in the war at home? Why did I move away?
Jubilosa looks troubled as well
>>133922
Iron, admittedly curious about Sands' statement, keep the probably scared griffiness down still until he gets the all clear to let her free or do whatever else.
He takes the opportunity to hold her in such a way a quick knockout was available whenever Sands deemed it so.
Iron, admittedly curious about Sands' statement, keep the probably scared griffiness down still until he gets the all clear to let her free or do whatever else.
He takes the opportunity to hold her in such a way a quick knockout was available whenever Sands deemed it so.
>>133927
With a nod, Iron starts to choke the griffiness out non-lethally, eager to end any immediate danger to both his and Sands' wellbeing.
With a nod, Iron starts to choke the griffiness out non-lethally, eager to end any immediate danger to both his and Sands' wellbeing.
>>133928
She tries to scream, immediately receiving a kick in the face from Sands, and then gags at the choking
"Keep it up" Sands says
She tries to scream, immediately receiving a kick in the face from Sands, and then gags at the choking
"Keep it up" Sands says
>>133927
"Well...alright. If it still troubles you, I would like to talk it through with you later. I do not relish seeing you in such distress."
"Well...alright. If it still troubles you, I would like to talk it through with you later. I do not relish seeing you in such distress."
>>133930
She nods, looking down
"Very well"
Jubilosa tries to talk, in this case about music and what appeared on television. Mala remains silent, but the expression on his face is one of relative happiness
She nods, looking down
"Very well"
Jubilosa tries to talk, in this case about music and what appeared on television. Mala remains silent, but the expression on his face is one of relative happiness
>>134049
Silver joins the conservation, himself impressed by the bit of technology now in their living room.
Silver joins the conservation, himself impressed by the bit of technology now in their living room.
>>134052
The conversation continues, with Jubilosa asking questions about the music. She gets up, and goes to wine latice above the kitchen bar to pull out one of the bottles remaining from Maakie’s collection. Khoi says nothing, but also gets up, taking her plate. Mala is likewise silent and is the third to stand up, taking his plate. He attempts to carry his plate to the sink, but Khoi takes the plate from his mouth, and takes Jubilosa’s plate too. Jubilosa pokes a glass of wine for herself, and then for Silver, and the group slowly migrated to the living room. First Jubilosa, then Mala, and only eventually Khoi, who seems to have done the dishes.
The conversation continues, with Jubilosa asking questions about the music. She gets up, and goes to wine latice above the kitchen bar to pull out one of the bottles remaining from Maakie’s collection. Khoi says nothing, but also gets up, taking her plate. Mala is likewise silent and is the third to stand up, taking his plate. He attempts to carry his plate to the sink, but Khoi takes the plate from his mouth, and takes Jubilosa’s plate too. Jubilosa pokes a glass of wine for herself, and then for Silver, and the group slowly migrated to the living room. First Jubilosa, then Mala, and only eventually Khoi, who seems to have done the dishes.
>>133929
Pressing harder yet not enough to directly kill yet, Iron hopes to incapacitate the female griff without risking killing one of their scare pieces prematurely.
Pressing harder yet not enough to directly kill yet, Iron hopes to incapacitate the female griff without risking killing one of their scare pieces prematurely.
>>134068
She gags, and with another "Guck" she seems to lose consciousness. All three griffins are down
She gags, and with another "Guck" she seems to lose consciousness. All three griffins are down
>>134058
Silver partakes in the wine, though it's definitely not his favorite. He enjoys being in such good company, in a comfy place like the living room.
Silver partakes in the wine, though it's definitely not his favorite. He enjoys being in such good company, in a comfy place like the living room.
>>134075
And so, the creatures come back into the living room. Jubilosa looks fairly pleased, and tries to relax on the couch. Khoi is anxious and looks over to Silver. Mala sits down on the floor, passive once again.
And so, the creatures come back into the living room. Jubilosa looks fairly pleased, and tries to relax on the couch. Khoi is anxious and looks over to Silver. Mala sits down on the floor, passive once again.
>>134073
After giving a few, sudden yet careful tugs around her neck to make sure she wasn't pretending, Iron lets the griffiness go, letting out a solid exhale.
"That went well," Iron comments plainly to nopony in particular.
After giving a few, sudden yet careful tugs around her neck to make sure she wasn't pretending, Iron lets the griffiness go, letting out a solid exhale.
"That went well," Iron comments plainly to nopony in particular.
>>134079
"Indeed," Iron replies with a nod "but they will surely think twice on trying to mess with me and the colts..."
There was a pause before he lightly pouts. "The ponies like me they should be scared of, I mean."
"Indeed," Iron replies with a nod "but they will surely think twice on trying to mess with me and the colts..."
There was a pause before he lightly pouts. "The ponies like me they should be scared of, I mean."
>>134080
"Hopefully... But I'm sure there's more of them here"
She looks to him quickly with an expression of concern, and then forward
"Hopefully they are smaller"
"Hopefully... But I'm sure there's more of them here"
She looks to him quickly with an expression of concern, and then forward
"Hopefully they are smaller"
>>134082
"I second that notion," Iron agrees with a nod as he decides to stand up. "We might need to start setting a bar of beaten griffons to pass in order to truly give them a scare."
His apparent bruising around the chest and shoulders should raise the smallest concern as he lightly cranes his neck. "We might even need to stay a day or two."
"I second that notion," Iron agrees with a nod as he decides to stand up. "We might need to start setting a bar of beaten griffons to pass in order to truly give them a scare."
His apparent bruising around the chest and shoulders should raise the smallest concern as he lightly cranes his neck. "We might even need to stay a day or two."
>>134086
"I understand," Iron answers with a second nod "I would rather not do it either. It will lead to a bigger mess than anypony could foresee."
"I understand," Iron answers with a second nod "I would rather not do it either. It will lead to a bigger mess than anypony could foresee."
>>134088
"This might have been an extreme case," Iron proposes "but we definitely need a place to rest up for a bit before continuing the plan in order to stay in shape."
"This might have been an extreme case," Iron proposes "but we definitely need a place to rest up for a bit before continuing the plan in order to stay in shape."
>>134089
"Well... They'll learn that we're here soon. And they'll come for us."
She grimaces
"Unfortunate, as they will likely have weapons."
"Well... They'll learn that we're here soon. And they'll come for us."
She grimaces
"Unfortunate, as they will likely have weapons."
>>134090
Iron thinks for a moment, tapping his chin in thought before the torch in his head lights up. "That is it. We prepare a spot to lure them to us and defeat them using our enviornment."
Iron thinks for a moment, tapping his chin in thought before the torch in his head lights up. "That is it. We prepare a spot to lure them to us and defeat them using our enviornment."
>>134092
Iron thinks for a second, unsure exactly what to do.
"...I guess we can storm another spot or two before we fall back to letting them come to us," he concludes.
Iron thinks for a second, unsure exactly what to do.
"...I guess we can storm another spot or two before we fall back to letting them come to us," he concludes.
>>134094
"Agreed," Iron replies
With that being said, the stallion starts looking for any clues inside the building for any spot to visit.
"Agreed," Iron replies
With that being said, the stallion starts looking for any clues inside the building for any spot to visit.
>>134096
Iron tries the door on the left, assuming the griffiness was looking to escape rather than to grab something from the room.
Iron tries the door on the left, assuming the griffiness was looking to escape rather than to grab something from the room.
>>134076
Silver looks over at Khoi, his jovial expression dropping. He moves over to her.
"Are you okay, Khoi?"
Silver looks over at Khoi, his jovial expression dropping. He moves over to her.
"Are you okay, Khoi?"
>>134103
Iron trots towards the desk, figuring these magic spots have all of the important papers like back in Hoebuck.
Iron trots towards the desk, figuring these magic spots have all of the important papers like back in Hoebuck.
>>134104
This desk, at least, is entirely clear. It looks to be left over from the previous owner of the building
This desk, at least, is entirely clear. It looks to be left over from the previous owner of the building
>>134105
Huffing in mild disappointment, Iron takes no time to pivot towards the steel door being the short hallway. He knew time was of the essence.
Huffing in mild disappointment, Iron takes no time to pivot towards the steel door being the short hallway. He knew time was of the essence.
>>134107
"Yes, but there must be reasons behind them rebelling. Or, perhaps my memory truly is going out if you already told me."
"Yes, but there must be reasons behind them rebelling. Or, perhaps my memory truly is going out if you already told me."
>>134108
This immediately leads him into a large room. A very large room, with a ceiling of at least three stories and at least 75 feet just in the main portion. There is a boat, looks to be a fishing trawler, in a rail or ramp in the center, and a number of objects like tool boxes to either side.
>>134109
"I suppose I should tell you the full story..."
This immediately leads him into a large room. A very large room, with a ceiling of at least three stories and at least 75 feet just in the main portion. There is a boat, looks to be a fishing trawler, in a rail or ramp in the center, and a number of objects like tool boxes to either side.
>>134109
"I suppose I should tell you the full story..."
>>134110
"This seems familiar," Iron admits, thinking back on the Hoebuck event but nods softly "so we definitely need to hit these fishing places for sure, but I do not know for certain which are from the targets..."
He decides to quickly inspect the fishing boat and toolboxes for any specific clues on where to go.
"This seems familiar," Iron admits, thinking back on the Hoebuck event but nods softly "so we definitely need to hit these fishing places for sure, but I do not know for certain which are from the targets..."
He decides to quickly inspect the fishing boat and toolboxes for any specific clues on where to go.
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>>134113
Crud.
Iron's felt as if a potted plant hit him on the head, reviewing the surroundings better. "...wait, why is there a ton of boxes with funny looking... tools around the ship? That does not seem right..."
Nonetheless, he figures getting inside the trawler would be a good idea.
Crud.
Iron's felt as if a potted plant hit him on the head, reviewing the surroundings better. "...wait, why is there a ton of boxes with funny looking... tools around the ship? That does not seem right..."
Nonetheless, he figures getting inside the trawler would be a good idea.
>>134116
Fantasy asks the receptionist.
"Is Seabreeze here? Or is he busy? It isn't necessary to meet him now, just tell him we got some pamphlets for him to see and I would like to get paid. But none of this is in a hurry."
Fantasy asks the receptionist.
"Is Seabreeze here? Or is he busy? It isn't necessary to meet him now, just tell him we got some pamphlets for him to see and I would like to get paid. But none of this is in a hurry."
>>134117
The off-white unicorn mare looks up to Fantasy.
"Uh, he's in his office. I think he's available to see you."
The off-white unicorn mare looks up to Fantasy.
"Uh, he's in his office. I think he's available to see you."
>>134119
I think logically the meeting with Dark Star is separated by an entire day, but either way, Dark Star's player is not here
I think logically the meeting with Dark Star is separated by an entire day, but either way, Dark Star's player is not here
The bag flap opens and by Fantasy's magic the three phamplets fly out and lands on Seabreeze's desk.
"Apparently the blue one is illegal," Fantasy says as she stares blankly off in the distance.
"Apparently the blue one is illegal," Fantasy says as she stares blankly off in the distance.
>>134125
He looks at one of the red ones. It takes a booklet form.
"'Principles of Anarchism.' We've seem booklets like this before. We think these ones are made from what we call 'Printer H.' Comparatively professional. We've never located it. That printer only prints pamphlets that are technically within the censorship laws, so we haven't really bothered with it."
He opens the red pamphlet
"On shutting down the unions..." He flips through it further, "This one is questionable, to say the least, and it certainly hasn't been approved." He turns to the back of it. "This is from the mystery printer alright."
Then, he opens the blue one. It looks to have the same construction as the red pamphlet:
"Tales of the work of the Foreign Legion in Manehattan..."
He puts it down.
"Not only does this violate the laws, it means they have correspondence from outside of this district. Yes, this is definitely contraband."
The second one is a clearer pamplet. And the
He looks at one of the red ones. It takes a booklet form.
"'Principles of Anarchism.' We've seem booklets like this before. We think these ones are made from what we call 'Printer H.' Comparatively professional. We've never located it. That printer only prints pamphlets that are technically within the censorship laws, so we haven't really bothered with it."
He opens the red pamphlet
"On shutting down the unions..." He flips through it further, "This one is questionable, to say the least, and it certainly hasn't been approved." He turns to the back of it. "This is from the mystery printer alright."
Then, he opens the blue one. It looks to have the same construction as the red pamphlet:
"Tales of the work of the Foreign Legion in Manehattan..."
He puts it down.
"Not only does this violate the laws, it means they have correspondence from outside of this district. Yes, this is definitely contraband."
The second one is a clearer pamplet. And the
>>134126
Fantasy tears her gaze from the window and looks at Seabreeze.
"So I'm I privy to what these pamhplets say? I brought them without looking even if I had opportunity to do so at the barbershop. It will be hard for me to continue to gain information from the owner that gave me these if I haven't read them." Fantasy turns her head towards the window. "But then again, that's if I decide to continue."
Fantasy tears her gaze from the window and looks at Seabreeze.
"So I'm I privy to what these pamhplets say? I brought them without looking even if I had opportunity to do so at the barbershop. It will be hard for me to continue to gain information from the owner that gave me these if I haven't read them." Fantasy turns her head towards the window. "But then again, that's if I decide to continue."
>>134129
"If you don't continue, it would be better if you hadn't read them. 'Anarcho-Syndicalism' does not occur in nature. It reproduces like a virus, spreading from host to host and destroying them."
"If you don't continue, it would be better if you hadn't read them. 'Anarcho-Syndicalism' does not occur in nature. It reproduces like a virus, spreading from host to host and destroying them."
>>134130
Fantasy pushes one of her fore hooves across the length of her one of her folded back hooves as she archs her neck backwards while looking up the ceiling with a conflicted expression.
"Yeah, I heard that one before today. Your probably right though." She ruffles her own mane with her hoof. "I need to think about all of this. I think I'll just take my pay for this job and leave for the day."
Fantasy pushes one of her fore hooves across the length of her one of her folded back hooves as she archs her neck backwards while looking up the ceiling with a conflicted expression.
"Yeah, I heard that one before today. Your probably right though." She ruffles her own mane with her hoof. "I need to think about all of this. I think I'll just take my pay for this job and leave for the day."
>>134132
Fantasy return her head back into a neutral position with smirk on her face.
"Heh. Are you really gonna go cheap on me now? I don't want much, really I'm here for the cause, just wanted to make it offical like. And besides, now you know that they have correspondence from outside this district and I bet these Pamphlets are new, as well. But no, I haven't located the printer." Fantasy rotates her head counter- and just clockwise in small jerks, smlies, and shuts her eyes.
Fantasy return her head back into a neutral position with smirk on her face.
"Heh. Are you really gonna go cheap on me now? I don't want much, really I'm here for the cause, just wanted to make it offical like. And besides, now you know that they have correspondence from outside this district and I bet these Pamphlets are new, as well. But no, I haven't located the printer." Fantasy rotates her head counter- and just clockwise in small jerks, smlies, and shuts her eyes.
>>134133
“Don’t be silly. We’d never go cheap on good information. We always pay what it is worth to us. We don’t need the printer shut down. We just need it located, and the ponies... or, ‘creatures,’ working it unaware.”
“Don’t be silly. We’d never go cheap on good information. We always pay what it is worth to us. We don’t need the printer shut down. We just need it located, and the ponies... or, ‘creatures,’ working it unaware.”
>>134139
"Its fine, I guess your just awekward because of my new amazing looks," Fantasy says and drags a hoof drew her mane.
"Its fine, I guess your just awekward because of my new amazing looks," Fantasy says and drags a hoof drew her mane.
drew
Through*
Through*
>>134140
He smiles
“Indeed. Interesting style you have going there, with the several layers. Is that... Songbird Serenade’s ‘07 style?”
He smiles
“Indeed. Interesting style you have going there, with the several layers. Is that... Songbird Serenade’s ‘07 style?”
>>134143
He smiles, this time revealing more teeth
“We played her songs on the radio at the waterfront back then. She never toured out to the Dominion, but still we’d listen to them when we went swimming at dusk.”
He smiles, this time revealing more teeth
“We played her songs on the radio at the waterfront back then. She never toured out to the Dominion, but still we’d listen to them when we went swimming at dusk.”
>>134144
Fantasy continues to nod.
"Yes, she is great! I used to listen to her as a fillly. I know her songs by heart."
Fantasy continues to nod.
"Yes, she is great! I used to listen to her as a fillly. I know her songs by heart."
Should I join? I'm l8 but it looks like an active session still.
>>134146
Its you that I'm going towards next so. It would actaully be fitting but it depends on how lonng the gm is still awake.
Its you that I'm going towards next so. It would actaully be fitting but it depends on how lonng the gm is still awake.
>>134145
“Oh I haven’t followed her that long. But I did in secondary school. My gal was a big fan. And more than anything, her songs would play loud over the speakers at the restaurant at the sea shore. I didn’t see her appearance much, but I still saw an album cover or a poster here and there. She wasn’t as popular in the Dominion... more of a special taste.”
>>134146
I’m supposed to be writing out a backstory segment fir Khoi’s country
“Oh I haven’t followed her that long. But I did in secondary school. My gal was a big fan. And more than anything, her songs would play loud over the speakers at the restaurant at the sea shore. I didn’t see her appearance much, but I still saw an album cover or a poster here and there. She wasn’t as popular in the Dominion... more of a special taste.”
>>134146
I’m supposed to be writing out a backstory segment fir Khoi’s country
Will be busy today. Can't make it.
patient waiting pony noises
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>>134112
She nods slowly. "Very well..."
"We, the Kylan of the Kingdom of Ngua Nam, are an old people, living in the mountains, valleys, rainforests, marshes and shorelines for a thousand years, a vassal of the Empire. We warred sometimes with the Khmare and the Empire, to be sure, and faced typhoons and famine and raiders from far away, but by and large we lived peacefully, with ourselves, with our neighbors and with nature. For though we had little of the more modern industry and technology, we wanted for little. We learned how value order and tranquility of mind over abundance and passion. The belief back then was that the outside world could be, and should be kept out, and that we fare best when left alone. None believe that now, but that was how things were in the old days."
She pauses, slowly breathing out as if in an imperceptible sigh.
"Then the outside world made its way in. The first incursion came when the Storm King's armies attacked. There was not much fear in our lands as there was elsewhere. We felt ourselves secure in our forests and bays... they had not been breached by the yetis 500 years before, and they had only so many airships. They could not burn our houses, for we Kylan build of brick were we imitate the foreigners, of stone where we are wealthy, and of cod where we are poor, and these things do not burn. So they set up garrisons in our lands, and demanded to be paid tribute. For the Prince, this was no matter, as our diplomats have centuries of experience of ambassadors of the Empire. He simply paid them. When they demanded more, he obfuscated and dissembled, and pulled tricks that would not work for a moment on an Emperor, but that the Storm King, so far away and so overstretched, would have to accept. That is how Kho Củi and the cities of the coast responded. Inland, in the countryside, the situation was very different. With no cities to bombard, and forests and caves to hide, in, the peasants resisted. It started in the lands of the Khmare, then made its way to our eastern provinces. At first it was a disobedient lord or two, then the peasants themselves organized. Took up arms. And so they resisted for years, bleeding his army dry.
Then one day we received news that the Storm King was killed and his Grand Army lost in a far away land. The Prince declared war after three days, and the peasant militias did not wait that long. The invaders were expelled from our soil forever. But the peasant militias did not put down their arms. At first they demanded lower taxes, replacement of unpopular local rulers. All of these things could be agreed upon. But then they demanded more radical demands. Land reform, end of clergy privilidges... But that isn't where it ended. For what was not understood was that an invasive seed took root.
The Storm King's armies were far from the only gift of the outside world to make itself felt on our lands. As when we fought the Storm King, we did not do it alone. Crates filled with modern weapons and ammunition were clandestinely shipped to our ports, given false papers by administrators, and shipped in boats up the river. It was guns at first... then they started to send little booklets, little red booklets"
She moves her hooves together as if to give an idea of the physical dimensions of said booklets
"And then they sent live ponies. 'Military advisors,' they said, to teach the peasantry how to fight modern war. That is not all they taught them... They told them of modern industry, of wholly different ways of living, of ideas they had never heard before.."
Now, she definitely sighs
"And finally, came a pair of ponies to the Kirin Grove up north. They told the Kylan there, err, 'Kirin,' not to seek tranquility, but to embrace the passions. This was a revolution in their lands. In ours, it was the start of one. As the Great Vehicle and our customs teach to subdue passion beneath reason and will, and to seek to not desire rather than to be sated... these ideas were sparks to light a fire, to burn away centuries of moral teachings..."
A short pause, and she starts again,
"And so, a movement began. It is lead by a Kylan whose assumed name translates best to Ponish as 'Bright Will,' or perhaps 'Light Bringer' is a better alternative. I've heard conflicting stories on where he came from, but I know he went to school abroad, and came back with the pony advisors during the resistance, and he was an accomplished partisan. He told of a great Equestrian pony by the name of 'Steel Stallion,' who he said had lessons for Ngua Nam, to turn it from what he calls a 'pre-industrial feudal state' into 'a Modern Nation-State.' His movement seeks to industrialize the nation rapidly and by force. They seek liberation of the passions over tranquility and triumph of the spirit. They seek a universal 'empowered' peasantry over monastic, merchant, and landowning classes. They believe religion and belief must be replaced with 'Science.' And they believe all tradition, customs, and other symbols of the past to bring out this future they seek.
And so the rebellion began, seeking not merely to replace the Khoe Dynasty, but every aspect of society. The temple on the mountain by Kho Củi has withstood many Earthquakes in its time, but I do not know if it, or the walls of the great city, will withstand this one. They stand strong against it, I do know that, and they stood still when I left."
She nods slowly. "Very well..."
"We, the Kylan of the Kingdom of Ngua Nam, are an old people, living in the mountains, valleys, rainforests, marshes and shorelines for a thousand years, a vassal of the Empire. We warred sometimes with the Khmare and the Empire, to be sure, and faced typhoons and famine and raiders from far away, but by and large we lived peacefully, with ourselves, with our neighbors and with nature. For though we had little of the more modern industry and technology, we wanted for little. We learned how value order and tranquility of mind over abundance and passion. The belief back then was that the outside world could be, and should be kept out, and that we fare best when left alone. None believe that now, but that was how things were in the old days."
She pauses, slowly breathing out as if in an imperceptible sigh.
"Then the outside world made its way in. The first incursion came when the Storm King's armies attacked. There was not much fear in our lands as there was elsewhere. We felt ourselves secure in our forests and bays... they had not been breached by the yetis 500 years before, and they had only so many airships. They could not burn our houses, for we Kylan build of brick were we imitate the foreigners, of stone where we are wealthy, and of cod where we are poor, and these things do not burn. So they set up garrisons in our lands, and demanded to be paid tribute. For the Prince, this was no matter, as our diplomats have centuries of experience of ambassadors of the Empire. He simply paid them. When they demanded more, he obfuscated and dissembled, and pulled tricks that would not work for a moment on an Emperor, but that the Storm King, so far away and so overstretched, would have to accept. That is how Kho Củi and the cities of the coast responded. Inland, in the countryside, the situation was very different. With no cities to bombard, and forests and caves to hide, in, the peasants resisted. It started in the lands of the Khmare, then made its way to our eastern provinces. At first it was a disobedient lord or two, then the peasants themselves organized. Took up arms. And so they resisted for years, bleeding his army dry.
Then one day we received news that the Storm King was killed and his Grand Army lost in a far away land. The Prince declared war after three days, and the peasant militias did not wait that long. The invaders were expelled from our soil forever. But the peasant militias did not put down their arms. At first they demanded lower taxes, replacement of unpopular local rulers. All of these things could be agreed upon. But then they demanded more radical demands. Land reform, end of clergy privilidges... But that isn't where it ended. For what was not understood was that an invasive seed took root.
The Storm King's armies were far from the only gift of the outside world to make itself felt on our lands. As when we fought the Storm King, we did not do it alone. Crates filled with modern weapons and ammunition were clandestinely shipped to our ports, given false papers by administrators, and shipped in boats up the river. It was guns at first... then they started to send little booklets, little red booklets"
She moves her hooves together as if to give an idea of the physical dimensions of said booklets
"And then they sent live ponies. 'Military advisors,' they said, to teach the peasantry how to fight modern war. That is not all they taught them... They told them of modern industry, of wholly different ways of living, of ideas they had never heard before.."
Now, she definitely sighs
"And finally, came a pair of ponies to the Kirin Grove up north. They told the Kylan there, err, 'Kirin,' not to seek tranquility, but to embrace the passions. This was a revolution in their lands. In ours, it was the start of one. As the Great Vehicle and our customs teach to subdue passion beneath reason and will, and to seek to not desire rather than to be sated... these ideas were sparks to light a fire, to burn away centuries of moral teachings..."
A short pause, and she starts again,
"And so, a movement began. It is lead by a Kylan whose assumed name translates best to Ponish as 'Bright Will,' or perhaps 'Light Bringer' is a better alternative. I've heard conflicting stories on where he came from, but I know he went to school abroad, and came back with the pony advisors during the resistance, and he was an accomplished partisan. He told of a great Equestrian pony by the name of 'Steel Stallion,' who he said had lessons for Ngua Nam, to turn it from what he calls a 'pre-industrial feudal state' into 'a Modern Nation-State.' His movement seeks to industrialize the nation rapidly and by force. They seek liberation of the passions over tranquility and triumph of the spirit. They seek a universal 'empowered' peasantry over monastic, merchant, and landowning classes. They believe religion and belief must be replaced with 'Science.' And they believe all tradition, customs, and other symbols of the past to bring out this future they seek.
And so the rebellion began, seeking not merely to replace the Khoe Dynasty, but every aspect of society. The temple on the mountain by Kho Củi has withstood many Earthquakes in its time, but I do not know if it, or the walls of the great city, will withstand this one. They stand strong against it, I do know that, and they stood still when I left."
>>134494
Silver looks sadly at Khoi as she tells her story, knowing full well the meaning of those 'little red booklets'. He bristles slightly at the utterance of Steel Stallion's name.
"Communism. Destroyer of nations, corruptor of peoples...I wish Ngua Nam better luck in their fight against it than my own people had..."
He lets out a sigh.
"What did you think of ruling Khoe Dynasty?"
Silver looks sadly at Khoi as she tells her story, knowing full well the meaning of those 'little red booklets'. He bristles slightly at the utterance of Steel Stallion's name.
"Communism. Destroyer of nations, corruptor of peoples...I wish Ngua Nam better luck in their fight against it than my own people had..."
He lets out a sigh.
"What did you think of ruling Khoe Dynasty?"
>>134498
Durr, I meant Fantasy. I'm playing Amber. What she does next is dependent on meeting Fantasy.
Durr, I meant Fantasy. I'm playing Amber. What she does next is dependent on meeting Fantasy.
By the way, Dark Star's player is in the area affected by the recent hurricane and so doesn't have power or non-phone based internet now
>>134499
Hmmm.... there's a decent chance Fantasy could come by.
>>134499
Hmmm.... there's a decent chance Fantasy could come by.
I'll try to play with you guys again soon but I most inform you tat this is something that i do whenever i feel like it and have time. don't have the time to take this too seriously. It will have to be when it be.
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So I decided to keep playing to see if time would run out in the game. I rented out mercenaries to Wingbardy/Griffonian Empire when it tried taking over New Mareland but despite this we were steadily pushed back as the AI Equestria was much more competent than I was in the last game. After we failed to push out a naval invasion in the south it was basically all over, and the Griffonian Republic declared war for the scraps in the north.
After that nothing interesting went on for years, though the game does have random wars in the late-game to spice things up. Unfortunately the Dread League's done squat and after switching to it I saw it wasn't even building an army. The Aquilean Republic decced on the Griffonian Empire and puppeted everything in the north, becoming a superpower while Equestria had absorbed the southwest of Griffonia. As the only "fascist" country left I used my plentiful political power to influence half the world. I successfully turned the Polar Bears, the Pinguins, and Stalliongrad, but countries like Olenia and the Changelings never flipped because of their high stability. I started coups in Aquileia and its major northern vassals but despite having 70 divisions the fascists in Aquileia got crushed by the Republic's huge army, which proceeded to swarm north and drove back my volunteers. Fortunately I micro'd my troops so they didn't get surrounded before the capitulation.
After that I thought it would be "the end of history" but I pressed on.
I managed to get the fascists to become a majority in the River Federation but before they could be elected to power the whole Federation was taken over by the Kingdom of Prydwhen sp00kily. Haukland got itself puppeted by declaring war on Equestria but has the same leader as before, but this ended a stalemate over a decade long with the Dragons. All of a sudden though the Kingdom of Prydwhen absorbed Equestria as well, with Celestia being exiled to New Mareland. I justified for the Village Up North though I didn't expect to use the CB; however, when the Free Creatures Alliance (basically the Harmonic Alliance without Equestria itself) declared war I took advantage of this opportunity. I've been winning the defensive air war and have even been bombing Albion, and I managed to make a naval invasion on Trottingham with my knights. However, to defend my skies and project power my air force needs 21k of fuel, leaving me dry and unable to use my decent fleet to effectively patrol and harass convoys. I can buy more fuel but I barely have room for more civ factories/they take too long anyway, and I've been building anti-air to reduce the number of planes needed. Also I'm critically short on every other resource though I have a decent stockpile.
It's 1028 and the best time to invade Equestria while Prydwhen is locked in stalemate with Olenia and the Changelings but without fuel it might be suicidal. I think I'll reload to mid-1026 and focus on fuel production and move faster to avoid this deadlock.
This sort of scenario would be great for a multiplayer game where the players have to work together to take on the Prydwhen hyperpower. It's late-game so all focus trees are done as well as most research, but you can still try to get the best units using experience. I don't know how you would go about doing setup for the nations, though.
After that nothing interesting went on for years, though the game does have random wars in the late-game to spice things up. Unfortunately the Dread League's done squat and after switching to it I saw it wasn't even building an army. The Aquilean Republic decced on the Griffonian Empire and puppeted everything in the north, becoming a superpower while Equestria had absorbed the southwest of Griffonia. As the only "fascist" country left I used my plentiful political power to influence half the world. I successfully turned the Polar Bears, the Pinguins, and Stalliongrad, but countries like Olenia and the Changelings never flipped because of their high stability. I started coups in Aquileia and its major northern vassals but despite having 70 divisions the fascists in Aquileia got crushed by the Republic's huge army, which proceeded to swarm north and drove back my volunteers. Fortunately I micro'd my troops so they didn't get surrounded before the capitulation.
After that I thought it would be "the end of history" but I pressed on.
I managed to get the fascists to become a majority in the River Federation but before they could be elected to power the whole Federation was taken over by the Kingdom of Prydwhen sp00kily. Haukland got itself puppeted by declaring war on Equestria but has the same leader as before, but this ended a stalemate over a decade long with the Dragons. All of a sudden though the Kingdom of Prydwhen absorbed Equestria as well, with Celestia being exiled to New Mareland. I justified for the Village Up North though I didn't expect to use the CB; however, when the Free Creatures Alliance (basically the Harmonic Alliance without Equestria itself) declared war I took advantage of this opportunity. I've been winning the defensive air war and have even been bombing Albion, and I managed to make a naval invasion on Trottingham with my knights. However, to defend my skies and project power my air force needs 21k of fuel, leaving me dry and unable to use my decent fleet to effectively patrol and harass convoys. I can buy more fuel but I barely have room for more civ factories/they take too long anyway, and I've been building anti-air to reduce the number of planes needed. Also I'm critically short on every other resource though I have a decent stockpile.
It's 1028 and the best time to invade Equestria while Prydwhen is locked in stalemate with Olenia and the Changelings but without fuel it might be suicidal. I think I'll reload to mid-1026 and focus on fuel production and move faster to avoid this deadlock.
This sort of scenario would be great for a multiplayer game where the players have to work together to take on the Prydwhen hyperpower. It's late-game so all focus trees are done as well as most research, but you can still try to get the best units using experience. I don't know how you would go about doing setup for the nations, though.
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I'll be writing a lot tonight or today for you 'merican! So I can play but will have a slight delay in my responses.
Although, it will have to wait a little bit because I'm not quite ready to start yet. I'll sign back in when I can, also obviously if you guys can as well.
Although, it will have to wait a little bit because I'm not quite ready to start yet. I'll sign back in when I can, also obviously if you guys can as well.
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>>134758
Phew, I dodged a bullet. I just came back from church and I was worried I wouldn't be here if you wanted to play.
>>134757
>Wait what
It's a super sekrit event chain for the Kingdom of Brodfield but I didn't know it happened with historical focuses. I don't know if it has to do with my lack of DLCs but the mod after the invasion of New Mareland seems very unfinished in the late game, both in terms of lack of unit icons/descriptions and in terms of events. I think this is just some random stuff they threw together to reward players who stick around. I'm still impressed by how much depth there is and it's perfectly possible to have any number of adventure campaigns set in the 1020's.
Phew, I dodged a bullet. I just came back from church and I was worried I wouldn't be here if you wanted to play.
>>134757
>Wait what
It's a super sekrit event chain for the Kingdom of Brodfield but I didn't know it happened with historical focuses. I don't know if it has to do with my lack of DLCs but the mod after the invasion of New Mareland seems very unfinished in the late game, both in terms of lack of unit icons/descriptions and in terms of events. I think this is just some random stuff they threw together to reward players who stick around. I'm still impressed by how much depth there is and it's perfectly possible to have any number of adventure campaigns set in the 1020's.
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>>134760
>Church
>At what is ~11 PM Central US Time
Uh, alright
I think I've only ever twice been into the 1020s, and neither time was past 1022 if I even got that far. One of those was Dread League.
>Church
>At what is ~11 PM Central US Time
Uh, alright
I think I've only ever twice been into the 1020s, and neither time was past 1022 if I even got that far. One of those was Dread League.
>>134761
Timezones. I don't plan on playing such long games again, but I'm just curious at this point whether there's a hard time limit or if the game stretches on to infinity like that one Civ 2 game.
Timezones. I don't plan on playing such long games again, but I'm just curious at this point whether there's a hard time limit or if the game stretches on to infinity like that one Civ 2 game.
>>134762
Prolly stretch to infinity, but you reach a point where you've reached your full potential in terms of tech. Most grand strategy games let you do that in order to get the sweet world domination satisfaction.
Prolly stretch to infinity, but you reach a point where you've reached your full potential in terms of tech. Most grand strategy games let you do that in order to get the sweet world domination satisfaction.
>>134114
>>134111
Iron gets nearer the trawler, which is located with its hull between a sort of pair of yellow steel rails. the hull itself seems to have chipping and barnacle infested red paint. The boat is painted white, with the cabin in the forward end and a boom and mast in the rear. The upper part of the mast appears to have been taken down to fit within the high ceiling of the structure. It's possible to climb to the deck, but it's high enough above the concrete floor of the room that it requires some effort to jump and climb up.
There is sound on the opposite side, which sounds most like a chair scraping on the floor.
>>134111
Iron gets nearer the trawler, which is located with its hull between a sort of pair of yellow steel rails. the hull itself seems to have chipping and barnacle infested red paint. The boat is painted white, with the cabin in the forward end and a boom and mast in the rear. The upper part of the mast appears to have been taken down to fit within the high ceiling of the structure. It's possible to climb to the deck, but it's high enough above the concrete floor of the room that it requires some effort to jump and climb up.
There is sound on the opposite side, which sounds most like a chair scraping on the floor.
>>134777
Iron tilts his head, remembering the Wirraway from the dream at the similar physical deterioration. (So this is either used a lot or is in disrepair and in need of fixing,) he thinks until the sound of chair scraping on floor is heard, quickly trotting to see what was the sound all about first in case it's something to be worried about.
Iron tilts his head, remembering the Wirraway from the dream at the similar physical deterioration. (So this is either used a lot or is in disrepair and in need of fixing,) he thinks until the sound of chair scraping on floor is heard, quickly trotting to see what was the sound all about first in case it's something to be worried about.
>>134778
Looking around the boat, he sees behind the boat and to the right, three darker feathered griffins sitting around a wooden table in chairs. One of them has just gotten up
[1d2 = 1]
Looking around the boat, he sees behind the boat and to the right, three darker feathered griffins sitting around a wooden table in chairs. One of them has just gotten up
[1d2 = 1]
>>134779
(Uh oh,) Iron thinks to himself, briefly turning around and looking for a suitable chokepoint that he could use in order to maybe take these griffins on one at a time.
(Uh oh,) Iron thinks to himself, briefly turning around and looking for a suitable chokepoint that he could use in order to maybe take these griffins on one at a time.
>>134780
The room is very large and open, maybe 50 feet wide, a hundred feet long, and 35 or more feet in height, being essentially a garage. There are work benches and tool boxes around the edges that make it a little harder to move. By far the largest and greatest obstacle in the room is the raised set of rails on the left side, and the trawler near the middle, as well as the winch in front of the trawler and at the end of the rails. These effectively cut the room in half (though it's possible to step or maybe fly over the rails) except on the far right side. There are windows on the second level, a (closed) large door on the left, a door to exit where Iron came from, and the status of any doors on the other side of the trawler is unknown
The room is very large and open, maybe 50 feet wide, a hundred feet long, and 35 or more feet in height, being essentially a garage. There are work benches and tool boxes around the edges that make it a little harder to move. By far the largest and greatest obstacle in the room is the raised set of rails on the left side, and the trawler near the middle, as well as the winch in front of the trawler and at the end of the rails. These effectively cut the room in half (though it's possible to step or maybe fly over the rails) except on the far right side. There are windows on the second level, a (closed) large door on the left, a door to exit where Iron came from, and the status of any doors on the other side of the trawler is unknown
>>134781
From what he understood from the scenery seen, he at first check the winch's position in relation to the griffons, starting to use his less developed concrete jungle mind to diminish the enemy's advantage in numbers by forcing them to attack one at a time.
(Maybe I can buy some time by making them split up through the bars while one tries to hold me down,) he thinks.
From what he understood from the scenery seen, he at first check the winch's position in relation to the griffons, starting to use his less developed concrete jungle mind to diminish the enemy's advantage in numbers by forcing them to attack one at a time.
(Maybe I can buy some time by making them split up through the bars while one tries to hold me down,) he thinks.
>>134782
The winch is rather large, with a spool of steel chain two feet in diameter, propped up several feet off the ground and connected to an electric motor. The end of the chain is connected to a moor on the trawler. The winch is directly attached to the rails and forms the end of it. The rails are several feet tall, several feet apart from each other, and have a recess underneath them that is deeper than the floor of the room. The rails and the winch are painted in alternating stripes of yellow. The winch is essentially parallel to the griffins and their table, across from them
The winch is rather large, with a spool of steel chain two feet in diameter, propped up several feet off the ground and connected to an electric motor. The end of the chain is connected to a moor on the trawler. The winch is directly attached to the rails and forms the end of it. The rails are several feet tall, several feet apart from each other, and have a recess underneath them that is deeper than the floor of the room. The rails and the winch are painted in alternating stripes of yellow. The winch is essentially parallel to the griffins and their table, across from them
>>134783
Iron couldn't help but pout softly as he looked back at the entrance, now deciding if the hallway back there is a better spot to hold the ground if it manages to undermine their numbers.
Iron couldn't help but pout softly as he looked back at the entrance, now deciding if the hallway back there is a better spot to hold the ground if it manages to undermine their numbers.
>>134784
The door behind Iron does indeed still exist, with Sands looking uncertain and standing near it
The door behind Iron does indeed still exist, with Sands looking uncertain and standing near it
>>134785
Iron's mouth curls further. (Crud. Now Sands' there and if I go there, she's going to be attacked, too,) he thinks (specially with the unconscious bodies around there.)
Glancing back at his battlefield, he starts to walk towards the winch, licking his lips in anticipation as he looks for a way up there.
(I might need to go all out,) he thinks (give in to my natural instincts.) aka barbarian rage.
Iron's mouth curls further. (Crud. Now Sands' there and if I go there, she's going to be attacked, too,) he thinks (specially with the unconscious bodies around there.)
Glancing back at his battlefield, he starts to walk towards the winch, licking his lips in anticipation as he looks for a way up there.
(I might need to go all out,) he thinks (give in to my natural instincts.) aka barbarian rage.
>>134786
Three griffins. They don’t look as large as the two that he fought earlier. It’s hard to see what weapons, if any, they have available. They seem to have been playing a card game, and look surprised by the appearance of Iron
Three griffins. They don’t look as large as the two that he fought earlier. It’s hard to see what weapons, if any, they have available. They seem to have been playing a card game, and look surprised by the appearance of Iron
>>134787
Feeling it's a good idea to simply walk away from their vision while acting the slightest bit shocked himself, Iron trots towards the right-most corner instead and hopefully manage to either get them close to him or leave their weapons behind and thinking it's just a trespasser and not some sort of henchman seeking to bust their feathers.
Feeling it's a good idea to simply walk away from their vision while acting the slightest bit shocked himself, Iron trots towards the right-most corner instead and hopefully manage to either get them close to him or leave their weapons behind and thinking it's just a trespasser and not some sort of henchman seeking to bust their feathers.
>>134789
Feeling exposing himself yet again is going to cause more headaches for the griffons, Iron's foalish side can't help but to slowly, carefully retreat back into cover, still remaining as slightly shocked as ever.
Feeling exposing himself yet again is going to cause more headaches for the griffons, Iron's foalish side can't help but to slowly, carefully retreat back into cover, still remaining as slightly shocked as ever.
>>134792
It's unclear whether the room is large enough to allow flight or cramped enough to prevent it... But the ceiling is high above his head in almost every position, although the hull of the trawler gives some cover, and it's probably technically possible to go underneath the trawler on the rails or inside the cabin if he could get on the deck. Aside from that, he can go back the way he came.
It's unclear whether the room is large enough to allow flight or cramped enough to prevent it... But the ceiling is high above his head in almost every position, although the hull of the trawler gives some cover, and it's probably technically possible to go underneath the trawler on the rails or inside the cabin if he could get on the deck. Aside from that, he can go back the way he came.
>>134793
Seeing no other feasible option that doesn't involve getting striked from above, Iron decides to trot back the way he came into the room, having given up on the room to provide a good battleground for his rather disadvantagious position.
Seeing no other feasible option that doesn't involve getting striked from above, Iron decides to trot back the way he came into the room, having given up on the room to provide a good battleground for his rather disadvantagious position.
>>134794
Sands, seeing Iron coming, goes through the door before him. Iron again finds himself in the hallway, expanding to a cubicle behind him, two closed doors on the right, and a closed door on the left
Sands, seeing Iron coming, goes through the door before him. Iron again finds himself in the hallway, expanding to a cubicle behind him, two closed doors on the right, and a closed door on the left
>>134795
"Three griffons," Iron whispers to Sands as he closes the door behind him "I could not see what they had, but they definitely saw me."
With that being said, Iron chooses the closed door on the left, attempting to maybe weird the griffs out enough to maybe follow him to a door he could use to limit any attacks against him.
(Yeah. As long as they do not bring weapons, that should work.)
"Three griffons," Iron whispers to Sands as he closes the door behind him "I could not see what they had, but they definitely saw me."
With that being said, Iron chooses the closed door on the left, attempting to maybe weird the griffs out enough to maybe follow him to a door he could use to limit any attacks against him.
(Yeah. As long as they do not bring weapons, that should work.)
>>134797
Quickly beckoning Sands inside the room, Iron leaves this door partly open before pointing at the stalls. "I will see if I can take them," he whispers to her before readying himself, using his hearing to pinpoint an estimated location.
[1d20+8 = 27]<Listen Check
Quickly beckoning Sands inside the room, Iron leaves this door partly open before pointing at the stalls. "I will see if I can take them," he whispers to her before readying himself, using his hearing to pinpoint an estimated location.
[1d20+8 = 27]<Listen Check
>>134798
The griffins are talking to each other. Iron cannot make out what they are saying, and they do not seem to be speaking ponish in any case. One of them opens the door to the hallway
The griffins are talking to each other. Iron cannot make out what they are saying, and they do not seem to be speaking ponish in any case. One of them opens the door to the hallway
>>134799
Realizing the potential from hiding inside the stalls to jump out into surprised enemies, Iron intentionally makes the door creak before slipping into a stall himself, closing the door and awaiting his time to strike.
Realizing the potential from hiding inside the stalls to jump out into surprised enemies, Iron intentionally makes the door creak before slipping into a stall himself, closing the door and awaiting his time to strike.
>>134802
Iron attempts to peek from any cracks the stall has to offer in the hopes of seeing what was coming.
Iron attempts to peek from any cracks the stall has to offer in the hopes of seeing what was coming.
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Just a quick update on my game though it's probably distracting at best.
This time I loaded an old save two years back and focused on navy construction and oil production, building as many synthetic refineries as I could fit in my land. With all the technology this amounted to 1.8k extra production, not enough to be secure but I was able to make up the difference with judicious use and sacrificing production to buy oil on the world market. It wasn't challenging in the fun way as I had to micro my planes constantly and hold them when enemy bombings stopped. However, I never got below 50% in reserves so that was reassuring.
I also moved faster when I declared war, promptly landing troops on Trottingham as soon as the coast was clear. This was a handy base from which to launch bombers to obliterate the enemy navy. Naval bombing is as OP as it is in real life as Prywhen losts countless cruisers, battlecruisers, carriers, and battleships to my coastal bomber presence. Combining this strategy with submarine warfare made being a Prywhen sailor the most dangerous profession in the world.
In reality I think the Kingdom of Prywhen is a paper tiger despite the excellent buffs it gets with national spirits. You can see how much land it has in the first picture. However, only the Changelings who had been previously castrated by Equestria looked to be in any serious danger, though I'm sure Olenia would have fallen with enough time. I was preparing to launch a D-Day into Equestria but both the Changelings and the deer beat me to it, but my reinforcements helped secure the eastern coast. Although Prywhen had nearly a thousand divisions the few I encountered were 20-width and melted before me, though that may be because I was using space marine templates and fully upgraded griffon knights. The whole enemy army looked to be starved by the time and I didn't face any major offensive, but maybe that had to do with Equestrian resistance. Fascist Stalliongrad joined the war after I already took the northeast and the first thing they did was nuke Canterlot. Anyway, it took only a year after the outbreak of war to completely secure Equestria, with the Changelings somehow occupying more land than Chrysalis ever did. I'm confident Griffonia will be more challenging though I wish I could use "ally" airfields.
I should have screencapped war participation, but I have 35%. I barely have any ground casualties with about two million for our side total, but Prywhen has taken over twelve million after losing the entire army in Equestria.
This time I loaded an old save two years back and focused on navy construction and oil production, building as many synthetic refineries as I could fit in my land. With all the technology this amounted to 1.8k extra production, not enough to be secure but I was able to make up the difference with judicious use and sacrificing production to buy oil on the world market. It wasn't challenging in the fun way as I had to micro my planes constantly and hold them when enemy bombings stopped. However, I never got below 50% in reserves so that was reassuring.
I also moved faster when I declared war, promptly landing troops on Trottingham as soon as the coast was clear. This was a handy base from which to launch bombers to obliterate the enemy navy. Naval bombing is as OP as it is in real life as Prywhen losts countless cruisers, battlecruisers, carriers, and battleships to my coastal bomber presence. Combining this strategy with submarine warfare made being a Prywhen sailor the most dangerous profession in the world.
In reality I think the Kingdom of Prywhen is a paper tiger despite the excellent buffs it gets with national spirits. You can see how much land it has in the first picture. However, only the Changelings who had been previously castrated by Equestria looked to be in any serious danger, though I'm sure Olenia would have fallen with enough time. I was preparing to launch a D-Day into Equestria but both the Changelings and the deer beat me to it, but my reinforcements helped secure the eastern coast. Although Prywhen had nearly a thousand divisions the few I encountered were 20-width and melted before me, though that may be because I was using space marine templates and fully upgraded griffon knights. The whole enemy army looked to be starved by the time and I didn't face any major offensive, but maybe that had to do with Equestrian resistance. Fascist Stalliongrad joined the war after I already took the northeast and the first thing they did was nuke Canterlot. Anyway, it took only a year after the outbreak of war to completely secure Equestria, with the Changelings somehow occupying more land than Chrysalis ever did. I'm confident Griffonia will be more challenging though I wish I could use "ally" airfields.
I should have screencapped war participation, but I have 35%. I barely have any ground casualties with about two million for our side total, but Prywhen has taken over twelve million after losing the entire army in Equestria.
>>134808
>Prywhen just annexing large nations
Okay, that's really spooky
>Prywhen is a Paper Tiger
>Had 1000 divisions, and suffered as many losses as all Soviet losses including POWs in WW2
You and I have very different definitions of "Paper Tiger
>Prywhen just annexing large nations
Okay, that's really spooky
>Prywhen is a Paper Tiger
>Had 1000 divisions, and suffered as many losses as all Soviet losses including POWs in WW2
You and I have very different definitions of "Paper Tiger
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>>134495
>>134494
Jubilosa gives her own commentary:
"Well, I don't see what is so wrong with that..."
She trails off at the end, aware that her words are not desired, and she becomes quiet. Khoi doesn't act like she heard Jubilosa. But she does respond to Silver's question:
"You must understand, the Khoe dynasty would face a difficult task even without the rebels, and without the Storm King. Ngua Nam would face change regardless, and to stand strong as King in these times would be like to stand strong in the middle of river. You are more likely to be swept away with the current. The Khoe dynasty started two centuries ago, when a general named Cháy Rừng overthrew the last ruler of the Yín Mén dynasty, a northern Kirin bloodline, and restored Ngua Nam to rule by the native Kylan.
Áo Gió Khoe, the old King, was very well versed in the teachings embodied in the Great Vehicle and ruled Ngua Nam in peace for twenty-five years. But he tired of politics and ostentation, and decided to seek awakening in a small farm on a hill in the country. He visits the temples and the places of the poor to help out sometimes. He retired a year before the Storm King came. Some say he stepped down to leave the throne to his son, so he would not be the last king of Ngua Nam, the one to lose it all.”
She pauses, and closes her eyes as she hakes her head
“But that is not true at all. He helps his son when the country needs it, but stays away from power otherwise. I admire him…
His son is Prince Chắn Sóng Khoe. They is call him ‘Prince’ because of his young age and his still living father, who often makes the decisions instead of Chắn Sóng. But he is King now, and has been much of his life. I think he wants to be something more than a ‘king,’ a highest noble. He wants to be a sort of father of the nation, a ruler who does not simply rule by law but cultivates the virtue of his people. This philosophy is common in the Kirin Empire, but he may have been inspired by your . But he is more likely to be the Last King than to be a father of the nation. He appeared weak when the Storm King came, and his personality is sometimes overshadowed by his ministers. His passion, I think, is in reforming the education system, to add more state-owned schools alongside the village and religious schools. I went to one of these for a couple years. He lacks his fathers wisdom, but he has the energy and idealism of youth. What one lacks, the other has.
The Foreign Minister is Hěnduō Fāngfǎ. He is not Kylan but is the foal of Imperial merchants. The elder king could see his talent and positioned him as ambassador to the Empire. He proved skilled at navigating the complex relationships between nations, and so was made Foreign Minister, and in this role has served both kings. His special project is trade. He hopes to attract foreign investors, and to open new markets for exports. But he’s spent most of his tenure dealing with the wars. It was he more than anyone who kept the Storm King’s forces at bay and stopped them from despoiling the country. But it was likely he who invited the subversive foreign advisers, a failure that casts a shadow over his whole tenure. Neither the foreign mining corporations he has brought, nor the new military backers make him especially popular in the country. But I remember the siege of Cue Song. I do not think the rebels could have been defeated were it not for the foreign bought planes bombing the rebel artillery. His craftiness is invaluable to the nation.
Gió Nóng is the head of the Army and the Minister of War. Like Hěnduō he is not Kylan, but he is not northern Kirin either, but is of a minority tribe of the western mountains and follows an Equestrian Celestialist religion. Born to a landowning family, his family’s plantation has been destroyed and its remains taken twice, by both the Storm King and the rebels. With no where else to go, he spends day and night organizing the resistance against the partisans. He is not a full supporter of the Monarchy, admittedly a dangerous trait for his position, and instead calls himself a ‘Nationalist’ and an ‘Anti-Communist.’ Yet he is valuable because, though does not quite equal Bright Will’s tactical genius, he has a firm understanding of the provincial rulers, their lands and needs, and is a skilled staffer. He is less popular with the peasantry than he is with the landowners, less popular even than Hěnduō. What he considers a ‘modernizing national service’ is seen by some as just a peasant levy. But I was impressed into the national service myself. And I know that Cue Song did not fall, for all the effort of the enemy. And I know that no major city has fallen since he became Chief of the Army"
>>134494
Jubilosa gives her own commentary:
"Well, I don't see what is so wrong with that..."
She trails off at the end, aware that her words are not desired, and she becomes quiet. Khoi doesn't act like she heard Jubilosa. But she does respond to Silver's question:
"You must understand, the Khoe dynasty would face a difficult task even without the rebels, and without the Storm King. Ngua Nam would face change regardless, and to stand strong as King in these times would be like to stand strong in the middle of river. You are more likely to be swept away with the current. The Khoe dynasty started two centuries ago, when a general named Cháy Rừng overthrew the last ruler of the Yín Mén dynasty, a northern Kirin bloodline, and restored Ngua Nam to rule by the native Kylan.
Áo Gió Khoe, the old King, was very well versed in the teachings embodied in the Great Vehicle and ruled Ngua Nam in peace for twenty-five years. But he tired of politics and ostentation, and decided to seek awakening in a small farm on a hill in the country. He visits the temples and the places of the poor to help out sometimes. He retired a year before the Storm King came. Some say he stepped down to leave the throne to his son, so he would not be the last king of Ngua Nam, the one to lose it all.”
She pauses, and closes her eyes as she hakes her head
“But that is not true at all. He helps his son when the country needs it, but stays away from power otherwise. I admire him…
His son is Prince Chắn Sóng Khoe. They is call him ‘Prince’ because of his young age and his still living father, who often makes the decisions instead of Chắn Sóng. But he is King now, and has been much of his life. I think he wants to be something more than a ‘king,’ a highest noble. He wants to be a sort of father of the nation, a ruler who does not simply rule by law but cultivates the virtue of his people. This philosophy is common in the Kirin Empire, but he may have been inspired by your . But he is more likely to be the Last King than to be a father of the nation. He appeared weak when the Storm King came, and his personality is sometimes overshadowed by his ministers. His passion, I think, is in reforming the education system, to add more state-owned schools alongside the village and religious schools. I went to one of these for a couple years. He lacks his fathers wisdom, but he has the energy and idealism of youth. What one lacks, the other has.
The Foreign Minister is Hěnduō Fāngfǎ. He is not Kylan but is the foal of Imperial merchants. The elder king could see his talent and positioned him as ambassador to the Empire. He proved skilled at navigating the complex relationships between nations, and so was made Foreign Minister, and in this role has served both kings. His special project is trade. He hopes to attract foreign investors, and to open new markets for exports. But he’s spent most of his tenure dealing with the wars. It was he more than anyone who kept the Storm King’s forces at bay and stopped them from despoiling the country. But it was likely he who invited the subversive foreign advisers, a failure that casts a shadow over his whole tenure. Neither the foreign mining corporations he has brought, nor the new military backers make him especially popular in the country. But I remember the siege of Cue Song. I do not think the rebels could have been defeated were it not for the foreign bought planes bombing the rebel artillery. His craftiness is invaluable to the nation.
Gió Nóng is the head of the Army and the Minister of War. Like Hěnduō he is not Kylan, but he is not northern Kirin either, but is of a minority tribe of the western mountains and follows an Equestrian Celestialist religion. Born to a landowning family, his family’s plantation has been destroyed and its remains taken twice, by both the Storm King and the rebels. With no where else to go, he spends day and night organizing the resistance against the partisans. He is not a full supporter of the Monarchy, admittedly a dangerous trait for his position, and instead calls himself a ‘Nationalist’ and an ‘Anti-Communist.’ Yet he is valuable because, though does not quite equal Bright Will’s tactical genius, he has a firm understanding of the provincial rulers, their lands and needs, and is a skilled staffer. He is less popular with the peasantry than he is with the landowners, less popular even than Hěnduō. What he considers a ‘modernizing national service’ is seen by some as just a peasant levy. But I was impressed into the national service myself. And I know that Cue Song did not fall, for all the effort of the enemy. And I know that no major city has fallen since he became Chief of the Army"
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>>134495
>>134811
She continues,
"Gió Nóng’s main assistant is the head of the National Police. Someone called Không Ai. I don’t know his background. We just know his horn is broken from an assassin’s bomb, and he wears excessive clothing. Gió Nóng may be disliked by many, but Không Ai is the most hated person in all Ngua Nam. He has not a single friend, save for an Equestrian Pegasus stallion named Drawn Card, who is an advisor on matters of policing, and part of the attache. The two are said to sit by themselves at a table, eating together in the public lunchroom, as they do many things together. Drawn Card must be a strong influence on Không, as Không likes to dress his officers up in black uniforms, and decorate themselves with the two horseshoes, back to back.”
Khoi moves her hooves so that she can try to form the symbol of the two horseshoes. Her split-toed Kirin feet don’t look like they could fit normal horseshoes.
“Though he does not have the love of the people, he has their fear… His officers arrest suspected rebels by the thousand. They come at night, and during work, and every hour of the day. There are stories about what happens to prisoners... And there are rumors that he is addicted to painkilling opiates, or that he commits crimes against nature with Drawn Card… But you must understand, he is near legendary among the nation. When his name is mentioned, or his National Police is mentioned, ears go up and Kylan look around. He is like a made up creature parents tell their foals to spook them into behaving, lest they be dragged away and eaten. I think the other ministers tolerate him because he is like a mousing cat.”
She pauses for a long moment and looks around
“In the earlier days of the war, the city of Đền Cổ came under siege from the rebels. The garrison there took up position behind the barricade… Until part of the garrison let the rebels through the gate at night and slaughtered the loyalists. Nothing like that has happened since Không Ai has come. If Gió Nóng is a match for Bright Will’s determination and strength of will, then Không Ai is a match for his ruthlessness.”
She takes another pause, this one shorter
“Trên Tán Cây is his opposite. She was born of the peasantry, to a family that has supplied many monks. She went to school in the Griffin lands, and a teacher of hers there, Ailes Bleues I think is his name, has come here to teach. She believes the people embrace the new ideas because of issues like poverty, or anxiety about industrialization. So she promotes helping the poor and the less advantaged. The young Prince made her the Minister of Health, besides roles like land redistribution and resettlement – one of the few staff choices to come from Chắn Sóng and not the Elder King. Their ideas about education and healthcare are similar. She is very popular among the people. Unlike the other Ministers, who stay in their concrete buildings in the walled cities for fear of assassination, she walks out in the open unafraid, from town to town and village to village. Her plans have not been perfect, for even where there is an effort to make them real, they meet opposition, like land reform, or face practical problems, like resettlement, or in the cases of some hospitals, are targeted by the rebels. But she is one of the few with the hope, the ideas, and the compassion to challenge Bright Will’s vision of the future.
When I was in the national service, I was a nurse's assistant in a makeshift hospital under her ministry. There was no air cooling, and there were not always enough beds or doctors or good sanitation, but the Kylan there carried on their duty. I could tell she was an inspiration to them… to all of us.”
She sighs
“I don’t think the Monarchy knows what it wants to be. And I don’t think it has a singe person, or single idea, to match the fever-dream movement of the rebels. But with the wisdom, the youthful idealism, the determination, the ruthlessness, and the compassion of the many who comprise it, they are collectively a match for Bright Will and his movement. Though they hold only half of a less wealthy vassal state of the Empire, they persevere as a capable and independent nation in spite of a decade of intermittent war and foreign influence.”
>>134811
She continues,
"Gió Nóng’s main assistant is the head of the National Police. Someone called Không Ai. I don’t know his background. We just know his horn is broken from an assassin’s bomb, and he wears excessive clothing. Gió Nóng may be disliked by many, but Không Ai is the most hated person in all Ngua Nam. He has not a single friend, save for an Equestrian Pegasus stallion named Drawn Card, who is an advisor on matters of policing, and part of the attache. The two are said to sit by themselves at a table, eating together in the public lunchroom, as they do many things together. Drawn Card must be a strong influence on Không, as Không likes to dress his officers up in black uniforms, and decorate themselves with the two horseshoes, back to back.”
Khoi moves her hooves so that she can try to form the symbol of the two horseshoes. Her split-toed Kirin feet don’t look like they could fit normal horseshoes.
“Though he does not have the love of the people, he has their fear… His officers arrest suspected rebels by the thousand. They come at night, and during work, and every hour of the day. There are stories about what happens to prisoners... And there are rumors that he is addicted to painkilling opiates, or that he commits crimes against nature with Drawn Card… But you must understand, he is near legendary among the nation. When his name is mentioned, or his National Police is mentioned, ears go up and Kylan look around. He is like a made up creature parents tell their foals to spook them into behaving, lest they be dragged away and eaten. I think the other ministers tolerate him because he is like a mousing cat.”
She pauses for a long moment and looks around
“In the earlier days of the war, the city of Đền Cổ came under siege from the rebels. The garrison there took up position behind the barricade… Until part of the garrison let the rebels through the gate at night and slaughtered the loyalists. Nothing like that has happened since Không Ai has come. If Gió Nóng is a match for Bright Will’s determination and strength of will, then Không Ai is a match for his ruthlessness.”
She takes another pause, this one shorter
“Trên Tán Cây is his opposite. She was born of the peasantry, to a family that has supplied many monks. She went to school in the Griffin lands, and a teacher of hers there, Ailes Bleues I think is his name, has come here to teach. She believes the people embrace the new ideas because of issues like poverty, or anxiety about industrialization. So she promotes helping the poor and the less advantaged. The young Prince made her the Minister of Health, besides roles like land redistribution and resettlement – one of the few staff choices to come from Chắn Sóng and not the Elder King. Their ideas about education and healthcare are similar. She is very popular among the people. Unlike the other Ministers, who stay in their concrete buildings in the walled cities for fear of assassination, she walks out in the open unafraid, from town to town and village to village. Her plans have not been perfect, for even where there is an effort to make them real, they meet opposition, like land reform, or face practical problems, like resettlement, or in the cases of some hospitals, are targeted by the rebels. But she is one of the few with the hope, the ideas, and the compassion to challenge Bright Will’s vision of the future.
When I was in the national service, I was a nurse's assistant in a makeshift hospital under her ministry. There was no air cooling, and there were not always enough beds or doctors or good sanitation, but the Kylan there carried on their duty. I could tell she was an inspiration to them… to all of us.”
She sighs
“I don’t think the Monarchy knows what it wants to be. And I don’t think it has a singe person, or single idea, to match the fever-dream movement of the rebels. But with the wisdom, the youthful idealism, the determination, the ruthlessness, and the compassion of the many who comprise it, they are collectively a match for Bright Will and his movement. Though they hold only half of a less wealthy vassal state of the Empire, they persevere as a capable and independent nation in spite of a decade of intermittent war and foreign influence.”
>>134811
>>134813
Silver listens quietly and respectfully during her telling of the kirins behind the Khoe Dynasty. He mimics her hoof gesture to make the Black Hooves symbol, grimmaces at her telling of the secret police of Không Ai, and smiles at her tale of Trên Tán Cây.
"It sounds little bit like Whites of Severyana, during our own civil war."
His smile slowly fades as he thinks about the outcome of that particular war.
"Hmm. If I was move religious pony, I might suggest that you were not destined to fight and die in civil war, but to live on and share your light. Certainly there would have been bright light snuffed out from this world had you stayed and died. But I do not know if that would answer your question of why you fought at Hoebuck and not in your motherland. I do know that civil war is bloody, and brutal. There is usually very little to be gained from such fighting besides spilling your own countrypeople's blood. Perhaps you felt disillusioned with it, for Ngua Nam to survive fighting bloody war against Storm King only for your own people to start killing each other in aftermath instead of rebuilding. It also sounded like you had hoped to bring rest of your family here too when you had become settled, right?"
>>134813
Silver listens quietly and respectfully during her telling of the kirins behind the Khoe Dynasty. He mimics her hoof gesture to make the Black Hooves symbol, grimmaces at her telling of the secret police of Không Ai, and smiles at her tale of Trên Tán Cây.
"It sounds little bit like Whites of Severyana, during our own civil war."
His smile slowly fades as he thinks about the outcome of that particular war.
"Hmm. If I was move religious pony, I might suggest that you were not destined to fight and die in civil war, but to live on and share your light. Certainly there would have been bright light snuffed out from this world had you stayed and died. But I do not know if that would answer your question of why you fought at Hoebuck and not in your motherland. I do know that civil war is bloody, and brutal. There is usually very little to be gained from such fighting besides spilling your own countrypeople's blood. Perhaps you felt disillusioned with it, for Ngua Nam to survive fighting bloody war against Storm King only for your own people to start killing each other in aftermath instead of rebuilding. It also sounded like you had hoped to bring rest of your family here too when you had become settled, right?"
>>134834
She looks sad for a moment , but then had a reassured smile at Silver’s words.
“I don’t... I don’t know. My father would not want to leave our home. His family has owned that land as free holders for four generations, since his great grandfather received it. My older sister is married. I don’t think they would want to leave unless they had no other choice. I don’t want that to happen. I would like to return, if I could. And I would like to send money back to them, to help them.”
She looks sad for a moment , but then had a reassured smile at Silver’s words.
“I don’t... I don’t know. My father would not want to leave our home. His family has owned that land as free holders for four generations, since his great grandfather received it. My older sister is married. I don’t think they would want to leave unless they had no other choice. I don’t want that to happen. I would like to return, if I could. And I would like to send money back to them, to help them.”
>>134835
Silver smiles back at her.
"If you are willing, I would be honored to help you, in whatever way I can."
Silver smiles back at her.
"If you are willing, I would be honored to help you, in whatever way I can."
>>134837
"I know, but my offer still stands for you if you want it, Khoi."
He continues to smile brightly at the kirin.
"I know, but my offer still stands for you if you want it, Khoi."
He continues to smile brightly at the kirin.
>>134842
She looks embarrassed
Jubilosa:
“Yeah. Why not?0
Mala:
“I wish someone offered me money when I was on the street.”
Khoi:
“Well... I mean... each Kirin, err, creature should strive to be self sufficient. To care for others rather than to be cared for. That is part of becoming an adult.”
She looks embarrassed
Jubilosa:
“Yeah. Why not?0
Mala:
“I wish someone offered me money when I was on the street.”
Khoi:
“Well... I mean... each Kirin, err, creature should strive to be self sufficient. To care for others rather than to be cared for. That is part of becoming an adult.”
>>134843
Silver nods at Khoi.
"That is understandable. But there is no shame in offering or accepting help, especially if it is to or from those who care for you."
He leans over to give the poor Mala some pets.
"You do not have to accept it, but I would like for you to know that my offer of help is always there for you."
Silver nods at Khoi.
"That is understandable. But there is no shame in offering or accepting help, especially if it is to or from those who care for you."
He leans over to give the poor Mala some pets.
"You do not have to accept it, but I would like for you to know that my offer of help is always there for you."
>>134844
She smiles. Mala also smiles
“Thanks... I would like to stay here some time more, if I could. Maybe not until I am married, but... a little longer.”
She smiles. Mala also smiles
“Thanks... I would like to stay here some time more, if I could. Maybe not until I am married, but... a little longer.”
>>134846
She smiles.
Jubilosa:
“I would like you to stay around longer. It’s been kind of nice these last two days.”
She smiles.
Jubilosa:
“I would like you to stay around longer. It’s been kind of nice these last two days.”
>>134847
Silver nods in agreement.
"It has been wonderful being part of household again, and you are valued part of it."
Silver nods in agreement.
"It has been wonderful being part of household again, and you are valued part of it."
>>134849
Silver rolls his eyes and lets out an amused chuckle.
"Well, whatever you would call it, it has been wonderful having you three here."
Silver rolls his eyes and lets out an amused chuckle.
"Well, whatever you would call it, it has been wonderful having you three here."
>>134851
Most definitely. He looks to his friends after they release each other.
"I do have to apologise, but I have couple quick errands I have to finish tonight. I will be back before too long, though."
Most definitely. He looks to his friends after they release each other.
"I do have to apologise, but I have couple quick errands I have to finish tonight. I will be back before too long, though."
>>134852
The creatures look up at him
Khoi:
“Uh, alright”
Jubilosa:
“Get some wine while you are out.”
Mala just stares
The creatures look up at him
Khoi:
“Uh, alright”
Jubilosa:
“Get some wine while you are out.”
Mala just stares
>>134853
Silver nods to Jubilosa.
"Absolutely."
He bids them goodbye, then departs for Black Cauldron's place of work. If it's available, he takes a taxi, otherwise he trots.
Silver nods to Jubilosa.
"Absolutely."
He bids them goodbye, then departs for Black Cauldron's place of work. If it's available, he takes a taxi, otherwise he trots.
>>134854
Taxis are not as common in Cherry Hill as the main city, and Silver trots some ways before a taxi passes. But it isn’t that long, really, before a taxi comes along and takes Silver to East side, to the Watering Hope. By this time a crowd is building, and music is playing - some new tune. He knows this is the place, and it’s a pretty active time. Or at least, it will be soon.
Taxis are not as common in Cherry Hill as the main city, and Silver trots some ways before a taxi passes. But it isn’t that long, really, before a taxi comes along and takes Silver to East side, to the Watering Hope. By this time a crowd is building, and music is playing - some new tune. He knows this is the place, and it’s a pretty active time. Or at least, it will be soon.
>>134810
Allied losses were only about three and a half million, mostly among the Olenians, Changelings and New Mareland. Nova Griffonia has taken only a few thousand casualties (I don't think air losses are counted, otherwise it would be higher). I'll grab a screencap of the war next time.
>>134841
>she squirts around on the couch
NOT ON THE COUCH!.
Unironically though, great backstory.
>Hěnduō Fāngfǎ
Kek
>Gió Nóng is the head of the Army and the Minister of War. Like Hěnduō he is not Kylan, but he is not northern Kirin either, but is of a minority tribe of the western mountains and follows an Equestrian Celestialist religion.
I feel proud for knowing the irl corollary of this character.
Allied losses were only about three and a half million, mostly among the Olenians, Changelings and New Mareland. Nova Griffonia has taken only a few thousand casualties (I don't think air losses are counted, otherwise it would be higher). I'll grab a screencap of the war next time.
>>134841
>she squirts around on the couch
NOT ON THE COUCH!.
Unironically though, great backstory.
>Hěnduō Fāngfǎ
Kek
>Gió Nóng is the head of the Army and the Minister of War. Like Hěnduō he is not Kylan, but he is not northern Kirin either, but is of a minority tribe of the western mountains and follows an Equestrian Celestialist religion.
I feel proud for knowing the irl corollary of this character.
>>134912
I’m curious as to why that name invites a “Kek”
Gió Nóng, the head of the secret police, and even the griffin have direct IRL parallels, as do many of the programs and efforts described.
writing this almost felt like an application for EAW writing
I’m curious as to why that name invites a “Kek”
Gió Nóng, the head of the secret police, and even the griffin have direct IRL parallels, as do many of the programs and efforts described.
writing this almost felt like an application for EAW writing
>>134913
It's literally "Many Methods" in Mandarin so although it's not an accurate Chinese name it's a clever use of Google translate
You would be a great EAW loremaster. I don't know if they would accept you because of your associations, and you're definitely busy with other things, but still.
It's literally "Many Methods" in Mandarin so although it's not an accurate Chinese name it's a clever use of Google translate
You would be a great EAW loremaster. I don't know if they would accept you because of your associations, and you're definitely busy with other things, but still.
>>134914
It’s supposed to me “many ways,” which is an epithet for Odysseus in “The Odyssey,” since the character’s modus operandi was similar to a description of Odysseus I recall from a literature professor in college. I have no idea if that explanation is more or less satisfying than what you imagined.
I mean, they have literal talkie on their team, so...
[s\Also, uh, any other commentary?
It’s supposed to me “many ways,” which is an epithet for Odysseus in “The Odyssey,” since the character’s modus operandi was similar to a description of Odysseus I recall from a literature professor in college. I have no idea if that explanation is more or less satisfying than what you imagined.
I mean, they have literal talkie on their team, so...
[s\Also, uh, any other commentary?
>>134915
Not really. I'm guessing "talkie" is supposed to be "tankie." That's an interesting bit of fluff, I just thought it was an appropriate name for a foreign minister who can make things happen through his connections.
Not really. I'm guessing "talkie" is supposed to be "tankie." That's an interesting bit of fluff, I just thought it was an appropriate name for a foreign minister who can make things happen through his connections.
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>Before anyone asks I can't play just came by to say hey
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>>134861
When Silver goes to the counter, he sees a young, red stallion with spiked hair and an eye patch over his right eye. Evidently he works as the bar tender
When Silver goes to the counter, he sees a young, red stallion with spiked hair and an eye patch over his right eye. Evidently he works as the bar tender
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>>135127
"Thank you for the information,sir. is there anything that needs to be taken care of around the HQ?"
"Thank you for the information,sir. is there anything that needs to be taken care of around the HQ?"
>>135128
"There's a new filly we are testing, and the natives are restless as always, but nothing especially relating to you. The actual investigation of the trafficking operation from last night is being taken care of by R & M."
"There's a new filly we are testing, and the natives are restless as always, but nothing especially relating to you. The actual investigation of the trafficking operation from last night is being taken care of by R & M."
>>135130
He nods
"She's on a probationary period of sorts. She's tasked with helping to locate an anarchist printing press. If she succeeds, excellent. If her motives are less than noble, she could only do so much harm."
He nods
"She's on a probationary period of sorts. She's tasked with helping to locate an anarchist printing press. If she succeeds, excellent. If her motives are less than noble, she could only do so much harm."
>>135132
"An Equestrian unicorn filly from somewhere deeper in the countryside. Her name is 'Fantasy Play.'"
"An Equestrian unicorn filly from somewhere deeper in the countryside. Her name is 'Fantasy Play.'"
>>135136
"She likes cats, even taking one inside with her. She's fairly young. She says she has some expertise in illusion magic. She doesn't seem to like either the Anarchists or the Changelings."
"She likes cats, even taking one inside with her. She's fairly young. She says she has some expertise in illusion magic. She doesn't seem to like either the Anarchists or the Changelings."
>>135138
He nods
"It seems the natives in this area didn't appreciate Canterlot's reach any more than the Dominion did, and the new migrants here just do what the labor unions tell them to do. It's rather sad that they go this way, but we are making slow progress to plug the leak. The Changelings, of course have few friends anywhere."
He nods
"It seems the natives in this area didn't appreciate Canterlot's reach any more than the Dominion did, and the new migrants here just do what the labor unions tell them to do. It's rather sad that they go this way, but we are making slow progress to plug the leak. The Changelings, of course have few friends anywhere."
>>135139
"Its Sad Really. i wish things could be different. the labor unions are nothing more than traitors to ponykind."
"Its Sad Really. i wish things could be different. the labor unions are nothing more than traitors to ponykind."
>>135140
He nods again
"Indeed. In other cities they are known to have connections to the mafia. But here, even the mafia would not touch them. The largest of the unions, "CAN" I believe, was nothing other than a political organization that had no other purpose than provoking rebellion, and all of that in the time of the Princesses. So the military banned it, and of course they started a rebellion... It's still banned under Halcyon Shores, and all collective bargaining is done through the state-run worker's Union."
He nods again
"Indeed. In other cities they are known to have connections to the mafia. But here, even the mafia would not touch them. The largest of the unions, "CAN" I believe, was nothing other than a political organization that had no other purpose than provoking rebellion, and all of that in the time of the Princesses. So the military banned it, and of course they started a rebellion... It's still banned under Halcyon Shores, and all collective bargaining is done through the state-run worker's Union."
>>135142
"Oh so much more has already been done, especially in the last revolt. You must understand, that in Baltimare, the Left is very powerful, in a way it isn't in Canterlot, or Fillydelphia. When Stalliongrad seceded to form their own, 'social project,' the Left revolted here too. They subdivide into three seperate factions.
Historically, the most powerful is the Social Democratic Party of Baltimare. They promise to be everything the far left is, minus the whole 'violent revolution' aspect. Whether they actually offer meaningful change through slow reform, or are merely enabling hierarchy and exploitation by curbing its greatest excesses and thus forestalling violent revolution... that is an argument I leave to Left. They came to power after Celestia's Royal Guard crushed the rebellion a quarter century ago. Canterlot thought the region more easily ruled if a compromise were met, and so the SDP took Baltimare as their own personal fiefdom. Through scandal, they lost the election a cycle or two ago... but they took it back.
The Black Hooves Party and its Fascist Republican ideology does not rule as a one party state. You must understand that. And to that end, as a sign of good faith, the Blackhooves have allowed free, democratic elections open to all parties willing to pledge allegiance to Sunset. Half of the SPD consented, and half didn't, but those who did were strong enough to take the key posts in the election. They have undermined Blackhooves rule by refusing to order their police to search homes and look for resistance members. They have placed subtle blocks to our war time industry. Their complacency towards organized crime is questionable to say the least. But the most disturbing trend is that some of them have been found to support the Resistance. And so we have uncovered their indiscretions with Comte Burgher... This will certainly hurt them.
Another faction in the Left in Baltimare is the Communist Party. They've always been the least popular among the masses here - the locals don't take too kindly to the Authoritarian spirit of the ideology, or its tendency towards centralization - but they've become more popular with defectors from the SPD, and their support abroad, as well as actual effectiveness in insurgency, has always boosted their support. They lead the efforts on Blackbriar peer a week ago. And so when that was crushed, a significant blow was struck against the Communists in Baltimare, both in material terms and prestige.
This leaves one strong enemy, the ideology with the most support among the radicals. The Anarchists. I don't care much to explain their ideology, just know that it's perhaps the most appealing the ponies.. and non-ponies" he shudders "of this region. They are neither tainted by the collaboration of the SPD nor the foreign atrocities of the International Communists. Their failures in 92 and 12 hurt them then, but time has passed. They remain strong."
"Oh so much more has already been done, especially in the last revolt. You must understand, that in Baltimare, the Left is very powerful, in a way it isn't in Canterlot, or Fillydelphia. When Stalliongrad seceded to form their own, 'social project,' the Left revolted here too. They subdivide into three seperate factions.
Historically, the most powerful is the Social Democratic Party of Baltimare. They promise to be everything the far left is, minus the whole 'violent revolution' aspect. Whether they actually offer meaningful change through slow reform, or are merely enabling hierarchy and exploitation by curbing its greatest excesses and thus forestalling violent revolution... that is an argument I leave to Left. They came to power after Celestia's Royal Guard crushed the rebellion a quarter century ago. Canterlot thought the region more easily ruled if a compromise were met, and so the SDP took Baltimare as their own personal fiefdom. Through scandal, they lost the election a cycle or two ago... but they took it back.
The Black Hooves Party and its Fascist Republican ideology does not rule as a one party state. You must understand that. And to that end, as a sign of good faith, the Blackhooves have allowed free, democratic elections open to all parties willing to pledge allegiance to Sunset. Half of the SPD consented, and half didn't, but those who did were strong enough to take the key posts in the election. They have undermined Blackhooves rule by refusing to order their police to search homes and look for resistance members. They have placed subtle blocks to our war time industry. Their complacency towards organized crime is questionable to say the least. But the most disturbing trend is that some of them have been found to support the Resistance. And so we have uncovered their indiscretions with Comte Burgher... This will certainly hurt them.
Another faction in the Left in Baltimare is the Communist Party. They've always been the least popular among the masses here - the locals don't take too kindly to the Authoritarian spirit of the ideology, or its tendency towards centralization - but they've become more popular with defectors from the SPD, and their support abroad, as well as actual effectiveness in insurgency, has always boosted their support. They lead the efforts on Blackbriar peer a week ago. And so when that was crushed, a significant blow was struck against the Communists in Baltimare, both in material terms and prestige.
This leaves one strong enemy, the ideology with the most support among the radicals. The Anarchists. I don't care much to explain their ideology, just know that it's perhaps the most appealing the ponies.. and non-ponies" he shudders "of this region. They are neither tainted by the collaboration of the SPD nor the foreign atrocities of the International Communists. Their failures in 92 and 12 hurt them then, but time has passed. They remain strong."
>>135143
"The anarchists must be crushed, if there's any hope of restoring my homeland to her former glory."
"The anarchists must be crushed, if there's any hope of restoring my homeland to her former glory."
>>135144
He nods
"When the city revolted last September, half of the city was out of our control. The whole eastern side away from the harbor. It took five days for the garrison to push in most of it, and eleven days to clean up the remnants... But like puddles left after a flood, some of it came back in... In one neighborhood, the Anarchists have sectioned off a 'commune.' They have a council of their own, and deny the police access often but not always. Our own garrison forces and police never go there. It hasn't been quite the stronghold they hoped, owing to a fear infiltration and informants, and as they have support elsewhere. But things have changed in the last few weeks. The governor in Manehattan decided to do a purge of sorts of the organized crime syndicates, foreigners, and academia, and the results were... predictable. It now has our opponents spooked everywhere in East Equestria. They think they need to act to help their comrades in Manehattan, or at least, to prevent the same from happening to them. Add to that the massacre on Blackbriar Peer, we can only assume the Anarchists feel pressured to act. And we must take this danger seriously."
He nods
"When the city revolted last September, half of the city was out of our control. The whole eastern side away from the harbor. It took five days for the garrison to push in most of it, and eleven days to clean up the remnants... But like puddles left after a flood, some of it came back in... In one neighborhood, the Anarchists have sectioned off a 'commune.' They have a council of their own, and deny the police access often but not always. Our own garrison forces and police never go there. It hasn't been quite the stronghold they hoped, owing to a fear infiltration and informants, and as they have support elsewhere. But things have changed in the last few weeks. The governor in Manehattan decided to do a purge of sorts of the organized crime syndicates, foreigners, and academia, and the results were... predictable. It now has our opponents spooked everywhere in East Equestria. They think they need to act to help their comrades in Manehattan, or at least, to prevent the same from happening to them. Add to that the massacre on Blackbriar Peer, we can only assume the Anarchists feel pressured to act. And we must take this danger seriously."
>>135145
"if they do act that would be bad for them. they would literally be signing their own death warrants."
"if they do act that would be bad for them. they would literally be signing their own death warrants."
>>135146
"Perhaps. But they may well be signing the death warrants for many of our soldiers and collaborators as well, besides disrupting the manufacture and shipments of essential landing gear and aviation gasoline. It would be better to strike first, or - if we must react defensively - that we know precisely what they are doing and where."
"Perhaps. But they may well be signing the death warrants for many of our soldiers and collaborators as well, besides disrupting the manufacture and shipments of essential landing gear and aviation gasoline. It would be better to strike first, or - if we must react defensively - that we know precisely what they are doing and where."
>>135168
"I'm not good with these sorts of things. He just looks ill. I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary kind of sickness."
"I'm not good with these sorts of things. He just looks ill. I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary kind of sickness."
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Fun 1940's fact: did you know public restrooms, or more specifically their stalls, were pay-to-enter and had locks which unlocked by inserting a coin?
Anyway, I did promise to give you screenshot updates of that war. Prywhen had at least 50% more divisions at the start of the war. I was going to join Equestria in a southern naval invasion but after a few in-game days my computer went kaput.
I think my fan is broken. That won't stop me from playing this game, though, whenever it picks up again.
Anyway, I did promise to give you screenshot updates of that war. Prywhen had at least 50% more divisions at the start of the war. I was going to join Equestria in a southern naval invasion but after a few in-game days my computer went kaput.
I think my fan is broken. That won't stop me from playing this game, though, whenever it picks up again.
>>135170
They are still like that in Europe
Okay, that’s quite a few losses for Prywhen
Now I just need to figure out what the characters are doing...
They are still like that in Europe
Okay, that’s quite a few losses for Prywhen
Now I just need to figure out what the characters are doing...
>>135171
They were banned decades ago in the U.S. because feminists argued they comprised gender discrimination as urinals could not be locked the same way. I learned all this from a lockpicking video and it surprised me as I always thought paying to use the restroom was a Rollercoaster Tycoon meme.
They were banned decades ago in the U.S. because feminists argued they comprised gender discrimination as urinals could not be locked the same way. I learned all this from a lockpicking video and it surprised me as I always thought paying to use the restroom was a Rollercoaster Tycoon meme.
hopes to play again soon
Cute farmpony noises
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>>134960
Silver sits down in one of the open seats, and calls him over.
"Have any whiskey? I will take one if you do."
Silver sits down in one of the open seats, and calls him over.
"Have any whiskey? I will take one if you do."
>>134805
Though he pushes open the door with force, he slows down, moving in front of the first stall, then the second, then by Iron's stall...
>>135199
Without word or comment, the pony pulls a glass up from under the counter, then takes a bottle from the shelf behind him, poring Silver an orange tinted whiskey
Though he pushes open the door with force, he slows down, moving in front of the first stall, then the second, then by Iron's stall...
>>135199
Without word or comment, the pony pulls a glass up from under the counter, then takes a bottle from the shelf behind him, poring Silver an orange tinted whiskey
>>135200
Iron readies a mighty buck for the exact moment the griffon tried to open the stall door, hoping to donk him out in one go.
Iron readies a mighty buck for the exact moment the griffon tried to open the stall door, hoping to donk him out in one go.
>>135203
Silver places three Bits on the counter in front of him before taking a drink of his whiskey. He sighs as the drink burns in his throat, before looking to the bartender again.
"Do you know if Black Cauldron is in?"
Silver places three Bits on the counter in front of him before taking a drink of his whiskey. He sighs as the drink burns in his throat, before looking to the bartender again.
"Do you know if Black Cauldron is in?"
As he rotates around, he freezes in place, locking eyes with Silver for some seconds. He moves over to the side, and taps on the shoulder of a big grey Diamond Dog wearing a jacket. The Diamond Dog says to Silver,
"Yes?"
>>135207
Iron bucks back onto the door, immediately knocking it off its hinges, and sending it flying backwards, the top half leaning forward and going first. It flies into the griffin, sending him back towards the wall, and evidently causing his head to hit the back of the wall first, sandwiching him between the wall and door.
"Yes?"
>>135207
Iron bucks back onto the door, immediately knocking it off its hinges, and sending it flying backwards, the top half leaning forward and going first. It flies into the griffin, sending him back towards the wall, and evidently causing his head to hit the back of the wall first, sandwiching him between the wall and door.
>>135208
Silver turns to the Diamond Dog.
"I am looking for Black Cauldron. Do you know if she is in?"
Silver turns to the Diamond Dog.
"I am looking for Black Cauldron. Do you know if she is in?"
>>135208
Iron quickly trots out, slamming against the door with his body in order to bonk the griffin further and potentially trap him between a rock and a hard place.
Funny joek.
Iron quickly trots out, slamming against the door with his body in order to bonk the griffin further and potentially trap him between a rock and a hard place.
Funny joek.
>>135211
Iron turns to Sands with a sheepish smile, pretending that was his plan all along before turning a serious expression and looking down at the griffon.
"Welcome to the jungle," the native greets before proceeding to bonk on the griffon again to knock 'im out.
Iron turns to Sands with a sheepish smile, pretending that was his plan all along before turning a serious expression and looking down at the griffon.
"Welcome to the jungle," the native greets before proceeding to bonk on the griffon again to knock 'im out.
>>135212
Another "slam" on the door, and he's unambiguously out. White Sands scrunches, but stands up and looks to Iron
Another "slam" on the door, and he's unambiguously out. White Sands scrunches, but stands up and looks to Iron
>>135213
Huffing softly, the native turns to Sands. "I assume we have more to do before we get out of here," he proposes, sheepish smile coming back again at her scrunching.
Huffing softly, the native turns to Sands. "I assume we have more to do before we get out of here," he proposes, sheepish smile coming back again at her scrunching.
>>135211
"I met her previously, and thought she might be able to tell me where I can find fence to sell goods to."
"I met her previously, and thought she might be able to tell me where I can find fence to sell goods to."
>>135215
Iron's radar ears start its scanning, wondering if the other two griffs have heard the three slams in the bathroom.
[1d20+8 = 28]<Listen check
Iron's radar ears start its scanning, wondering if the other two griffs have heard the three slams in the bathroom.
[1d20+8 = 28]<Listen check
>>135219
Popping his neck, Iron readies his hooves, carefully walking towards the door for yet another door hinge surprise.
Popping his neck, Iron readies his hooves, carefully walking towards the door for yet another door hinge surprise.
>>135222
Iron, being the predictable stallion that he is, awaits the moment where the griff was standing right in front of the door, licking his lips softly as he glances for Sands' position and potential critique of his current, somewhat desperate method.
Iron, being the predictable stallion that he is, awaits the moment where the griff was standing right in front of the door, licking his lips softly as he glances for Sands' position and potential critique of his current, somewhat desperate method.
She only stares on. It's hard to tell just precisely where the griffin is, as the floor outside is quieter than the tile in the bathroom
>>135225
Iron, feeling the need to ensure the griff comes even closer, does his best imitation of a griffon from what he learnt back at the dock.
"I am-a fine, fellow griffin," he lets out in the crudest Griffalian accent ever recorded in civilized history.
[1d20+1 = 12]<Bluff check
Iron, feeling the need to ensure the griff comes even closer, does his best imitation of a griffon from what he learnt back at the dock.
"I am-a fine, fellow griffin," he lets out in the crudest Griffalian accent ever recorded in civilized history.
[1d20+1 = 12]<Bluff check
>>135227
Cursing softly, Iron unleashes the powerful buck, ready to once again give the griffon a nice, snug massage with doors and walls.
Cursing softly, Iron unleashes the powerful buck, ready to once again give the griffon a nice, snug massage with doors and walls.
>>135230
Iron misses the griffon, but pushes strongly into the door, pushing the griffin back into the hallway, closing the door and damaging it
Iron misses the griffon, but pushes strongly into the door, pushing the griffin back into the hallway, closing the door and damaging it
>>135231
Iron, feeling his joker side coming up, stifles a smile before licking his lips for yet another cultural appropriation crime.
"It is-a private place!" he calls out with that horrible Griffalian accent.
[1d20+1 = 12]<Bluff Check x2.
Iron, feeling his joker side coming up, stifles a smile before licking his lips for yet another cultural appropriation crime.
"It is-a private place!" he calls out with that horrible Griffalian accent.
[1d20+1 = 12]<Bluff Check x2.
>>135234
>"È qui!"
Uh oh.
Iron quickly opens the door up in order to deliver a strong punch to the now tumbling griffon.
[1d20+5 = 24]<Attack (+5 to -5)
>"È qui!"
Uh oh.
Iron quickly opens the door up in order to deliver a strong punch to the now tumbling griffon.
[1d20+5 = 24]<Attack (+5 to -5)
>>135235
By the time Iron opens the door, the griffin is recovering, having evidently just picked up a hatchet. But Iron kicks him. Solidly.
By the time Iron opens the door, the griffin is recovering, having evidently just picked up a hatchet. But Iron kicks him. Solidly.
>>135223
Silver shakes his head no.
"No, came here for you actually. I was wondering if you know of any fences to sell goods to."
Silver shakes his head no.
"No, came here for you actually. I was wondering if you know of any fences to sell goods to."
>>135242
Iron does so with gusto, albeit far more precise this time.
[1d20+8 = 22]<(+2 to -2) Attack roll
He couldn't help but smile at Sands' attempt to help him out, even if she failed.
(She sure got spirit.)
Iron does so with gusto, albeit far more precise this time.
[1d20+8 = 22]<(+2 to -2) Attack roll
He couldn't help but smile at Sands' attempt to help him out, even if she failed.
(She sure got spirit.)
>>135246
Huffing softly, Iron turns to Sands, patting her back before his ears start to scan for the last enemy.
[1d20+8 = 25]<Listen
Huffing softly, Iron turns to Sands, patting her back before his ears start to scan for the last enemy.
[1d20+8 = 25]<Listen
>>135247
This isn't hard. This isn't hard at all. He's coming for Iron through the open door in the reception area, carrying a double barreled shotgun
This isn't hard. This isn't hard at all. He's coming for Iron through the open door in the reception area, carrying a double barreled shotgun
>>135242
Silver nods.
"That it is. I am still new to city, though, so I have no one to sell it to. Can you help me?"
Silver nods.
"That it is. I am still new to city, though, so I have no one to sell it to. Can you help me?"
>>135248
Charging towards the shotgun wielding griffon with a menacing look on his face in order to sell that scare factor even further, Iron opts to buck the griff in his chin while ignoring the glaring issue of charging at the most effective singlefire close range weapon.
[1d20+7 = 23]<Charge attack (+5 for -5)
Charging towards the shotgun wielding griffon with a menacing look on his face in order to sell that scare factor even further, Iron opts to buck the griff in his chin while ignoring the glaring issue of charging at the most effective singlefire close range weapon.
[1d20+7 = 23]<Charge attack (+5 for -5)
>>135257
>>135256
>>135255
Pushing through the insane recoil of the shotgun, Iron connects his powerful strike with a strained smile on his face to intimidate the griffon that thought the big boomstick would actually help him right now.
[1d3+10 = 12]<Bonk
[1d20+9 = 24]<Intimidate (just to add some extra oomph into the griff's psyche.)
>>135256
>>135255
Pushing through the insane recoil of the shotgun, Iron connects his powerful strike with a strained smile on his face to intimidate the griffon that thought the big boomstick would actually help him right now.
[1d3+10 = 12]<Bonk
[1d20+9 = 24]<Intimidate (just to add some extra oomph into the griff's psyche.)
>>135260
Iron huffs softly as the pellets inside his coat started to tickle his nerve in a bad way before turning to Sands with a couple of shallow holes in his chest and a smile.
"Whew," he utters out, breathing somewhat even "that was close."
Iron huffs softly as the pellets inside his coat started to tickle his nerve in a bad way before turning to Sands with a couple of shallow holes in his chest and a smile.
"Whew," he utters out, breathing somewhat even "that was close."
>>135260
Silver takes a drink of his own, shaking a little as the alcoholic warmth spreads through his body.
"Ahh...so, how was Khoi's first day working for you?"
Silver takes a drink of his own, shaking a little as the alcoholic warmth spreads through his body.
"Ahh...so, how was Khoi's first day working for you?"
>>135262
"Those griffs will think twice after that last griff saw me barrelling through that big metal boomstick he got," Iron confirms with a smile before looking at Sands. "Do you think we should keep going or that this will be enough to convince them of our powerful nature?"
"Those griffs will think twice after that last griff saw me barrelling through that big metal boomstick he got," Iron confirms with a smile before looking at Sands. "Do you think we should keep going or that this will be enough to convince them of our powerful nature?"
>>135267
Iron tilts his head by Sands' holding request, yet provides no comment aside from waiting a follow up to it.
Iron tilts his head by Sands' holding request, yet provides no comment aside from waiting a follow up to it.
>>135271
She goes up the stairs, and to a landing with a window at the far end with a door to the left
[1d3 = 2]
She goes up the stairs, and to a landing with a window at the far end with a door to the left
[1d3 = 2]
>>135272
Iron remains fully quiet, patiently waiting for her to check out the area for... whatever she had spotted.
Iron remains fully quiet, patiently waiting for her to check out the area for... whatever she had spotted.
>>135270
"She was among number of people who had been tricked and captured by traffickers operating out of 33 Hoebuck. She needed place to live after she was rescued, so...I offered to let her stay with me."
"She was among number of people who had been tricked and captured by traffickers operating out of 33 Hoebuck. She needed place to live after she was rescued, so...I offered to let her stay with me."
>>135275
(I wonder where are we going...) Iron thought to himself as he followed the mare into the room.
(I wonder where are we going...) Iron thought to himself as he followed the mare into the room.
>>135276
In the room is a table with a typewriter, some shelves, a window with the blinds down, and a turned over table
In the room is a table with a typewriter, some shelves, a window with the blinds down, and a turned over table
>>135277
(Huh,) Iron thought, unaware of this place's true purpose or Sands' reason to come here (this place seems rather fancy.)
(Huh,) Iron thought, unaware of this place's true purpose or Sands' reason to come here (this place seems rather fancy.)
>>135278
"He was pretty bad when I saw him yesterday, but he was much better today. So much better, in fact, he volunteered to help do some work."
"He was pretty bad when I saw him yesterday, but he was much better today. So much better, in fact, he volunteered to help do some work."
>>135281
Iron follows Sands around as she kept looking for whatever she was looking, peering his head behind her to see what she'd find.
Iron follows Sands around as she kept looking for whatever she was looking, peering his head behind her to see what she'd find.
>>135287
With a nod, Iron does as told, frankly a bit confused at her irritation.
(What are we doing?) Iron thought to himself.
[1d20+2 = 7]<Spot Check
With a nod, Iron does as told, frankly a bit confused at her irritation.
(What are we doing?) Iron thought to himself.
[1d20+2 = 7]<Spot Check
>>135288
Iron finds nothing under a stack of papers. But Sands, peers over the end of the upturned table, and a griffin head pops up, reddish in color.
Iron finds nothing under a stack of papers. But Sands, peers over the end of the upturned table, and a griffin head pops up, reddish in color.
>>135289
Iron's head tilts softly at the griffin's appearance, unsure of its intentions as he could've easily tried to attack Sands right about now.
Iron's head tilts softly at the griffin's appearance, unsure of its intentions as he could've easily tried to attack Sands right about now.
>>135291
Iron puts on a far more intimidating posture, walking towards the griffon. "It is a simple message," he confidently asserts "of who is the one ruling this area. You understand what I am saying so far?"
Iron puts on a far more intimidating posture, walking towards the griffon. "It is a simple message," he confidently asserts "of who is the one ruling this area. You understand what I am saying so far?"
>>135293
He smiles sheepishly.
"Oh! Sorry, I did not mean to suggest that. I can find my own way there, if you can show me where to go."
He smiles sheepishly.
"Oh! Sorry, I did not mean to suggest that. I can find my own way there, if you can show me where to go."
>>135296
"What sort of accountant has got armed guards inside his premises?" Iron presents, not being actually sure about how rare that is.
"What sort of accountant has got armed guards inside his premises?" Iron presents, not being actually sure about how rare that is.
>>135298
She gives accepts the hoof shake. Her shake is strong, and she tries to not be the first to break off
She gives accepts the hoof shake. Her shake is strong, and she tries to not be the first to break off
>>135299
(...I suppose,) Iron thought before closing the distance between heads further. "I know that you are working for the recently moved out griffon family from Manehattan," he reveals "now drop the act."
(...I suppose,) Iron thought before closing the distance between heads further. "I know that you are working for the recently moved out griffon family from Manehattan," he reveals "now drop the act."
>>135300
Silver is surprised at this, but pleasantly so. He breaks it off first before it gets awkward.
"Tell Iron hello for me, would you?"
Silver is surprised at this, but pleasantly so. He breaks it off first before it gets awkward.
"Tell Iron hello for me, would you?"
>>135303
"I will keep it simple," Iron starts. "Do not mess with the Waterfront Gang. Try to impede our operations, and you will be dealt with in a far worse manner than the griffons downstairs."
"I will keep it simple," Iron starts. "Do not mess with the Waterfront Gang. Try to impede our operations, and you will be dealt with in a far worse manner than the griffons downstairs."
>>135306
"Nothing big," Iron reassures dismissively as he glanced away, making sure to show off his wounds to see how hard they tried to stop him "I just forcibly made them go to sleep, since this is simply a reminder of who owns the area."
This was followed with Iron's now far more grim expression. "But, if you really want to be an example of how ruthless our ponies can be, I can show you."
"Nothing big," Iron reassures dismissively as he glanced away, making sure to show off his wounds to see how hard they tried to stop him "I just forcibly made them go to sleep, since this is simply a reminder of who owns the area."
This was followed with Iron's now far more grim expression. "But, if you really want to be an example of how ruthless our ponies can be, I can show you."
>>135309
"I have told you already," Iron replied, keeping his stoic look "it's the Waterfront Gang."
(At least I can see that he is scared enough that his mind is almost in a panicked haze.)
"I have told you already," Iron replied, keeping his stoic look "it's the Waterfront Gang."
(At least I can see that he is scared enough that his mind is almost in a panicked haze.)