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Occupied Equestria - The Thread That Came Late
Anonymous
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No.133503
133506 135124
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.
2265 replies and 49 files omitted.
Anonymous
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No.133781
133782
>>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.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.133782
133787
>>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?"
Anonymous
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No.133787
133850
>>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
Anonymous
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No.133800
133801
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.
Anonymous
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No.133801
133802
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133802
133806
>>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?"
Anonymous
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No.133806
133807
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133807
133809
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133809
133811
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133811
133812
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133812
133814
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133814
133815
>>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?"
Anonymous
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No.133815
133816
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133816
133818
>>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?"
Anonymous
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No.133818
133819
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133819
133821
>>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.
Anonymous
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No.133821
133822
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133822
133823
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133823
133824
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133824
133825
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133825
133827
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133827
133829
>>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.
Anonymous
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No.133829
133830
>>133827
A malign smile comes across her face
"A plan well executed is always a pleasure to behold."
Anonymous
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No.133830
133831 133832
>>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.
Anonymous
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No.133831
133832
>>133830
[1d20 = 9]<Finding the griffs
Anonymous
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No.133832
133833
>>133830
>>133831
Iron's griffdar snout points towards a set of buildings further down on the water front. It looks like a two story office building, plus a larger building that resembles a warehouse and goes directly to the water
Anonymous
0575463
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No.133833
133839 133851
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133839
133842 133845
>>133833
Nice to have you back. I forgot, Iron and Sands aren't in Baltimare anymore?
Anonymous
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No.133842
133845
>>133839
They are in "North Point," a town north of Baltimare on the outskirts
Anonymous
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No.133845
133846 133847
>>133839
>>133842
What poster above me said.
I see you've become an Asian person while I was away.
Amber's not gonna start eating dogs, is she?
Anonymous
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No.133846
133847
>>133845
>fighting Diamond Dogs
It's an option.

Anonymous
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No.133847
133848
>>133845
Probably not unless it's well-disguised.
>>133846
Now you've got my interest.
Anonymous
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No.133848
133849
>>133847
I see you're more of a hunter kind of Asian. My apologies.
Anonymous
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No.133849
>>133848
WELCOME TO THE RICE FIELDS, MOTHERFUCKER!
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.133850
133851
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133851
133852 133853 133860
>>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.”
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.133852
133854
>>133851
Silver smiles at Jubilosa, then looks to Khoi when she gets close to finishing.

"What about you? What did you think?"
Anonymous
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No.133853
133854 133857
>>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.
Anonymous
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No.133854
133855 133856 133857
>>133853
With a glow of her yellow-green magic, she toggles the door knob.
"It's unlocked"
She twists the door knob, and goes through into the room.

[1d20+7 = 22]

>>133852
Jubilosa smiles back

"Is... Is nice." Khoi says, smiling awkwardly
Anonymous
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No.133855
133857
>>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
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.133856
133857
>>133854
"Are you sure? You will not hurt my feelings if you did not like it."
Anonymous
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No.133857
133858 133867
>>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?"
Anonymous
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No.133858
133859
>>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.
Anonymous
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No.133859
133861
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133860
133863
>>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
Anonymous
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No.133861
133863
>>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."
Anonymous
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No.133863
133864
>>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
Anonymous
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No.133864
133865 133866
>>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.
Anonymous
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No.133865
133866 133868
>>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"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133866
133868
>>133864
>>133865
And one of the griffins walks right into Sands, causing her to yelp, "Ah-oo"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.133867
133869
>>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?"
Anonymous
0575463
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No.133868
133869
>>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!"
Anonymous
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No.133869
133870 133871
>>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
Anonymous
0575463
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No.133870
133872 133873
>>133869
Rolling
[1d20+2 = 4]<Balance Check
[1d20+2 = 10]<Initiative
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.133871
133873
>>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."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133872
133873
>>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
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133873
133874 133876
>>133870
>>133872
As Iron falls back, one of the griffins takes a swing at him

Iron's turn after that. He is in the prone position.

[1d20+6 = 9]

>>133871
"That's alright..." She looks down. "I am shaken in my beliefs now...."
Anonymous
0575463
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No.133874
133875 133877
>>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.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133875
133877
>>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]
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.133876
133877
>>133873
He looks sadly at her.

"That is not really alright...is there anything I might do to help?"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133877
133878 133881
>>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
Anonymous
0575463
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No.133878
133879
>>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)
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133879
133880
>>133878
Definitely a hit
Anonymous
0575463
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No.133880
133882 133883 133885
>>133879
With a solid connect to the griffon's chest, Iron delivers the payload.
[1d3+10 = 12]<Damage
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.133881
133882
>>133877
"It is your choice...but you do not have to. We are all here for you."

He looks to Jubilosa and Mala.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133882
133883 133884 133886 133887
>>133880
Iron strikes the bird creature right in the chest...

He looks astonished at this power. But he punches back.
[1d3+6 = 7]
And then, so does his colleague
[1d3+6 = 7]

>>133881
"But..."
She moves her eyes up, towards Silver and Jubilosa
"You don't know of the Vehicle to Awakening."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133883
133888
>>133882
>>133880
They take their swings at Iron, and manage to miss magnificently
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133884
133885
>>133882
[1d20+6 = 14]
[1d20+6 = 24]
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133885
133888
>>133884
>>133880
Both hit
[1d3+3 = 6]
[1d3+3 = 4]
Anonymous
ab45c57
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No.133886
133904
>>133882
https://youtu.be/CpBgy9woV4A
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.133887
133889
>>133882
"That is true...but you could teach us about it."
Anonymous
0575463
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No.133888
133889
>>133885
>>133883
Iron exhales, bruises starting to show on his coat and his breath starts getting slightly labored.
Hoping to quickly dispatch the now wounded griffguard, he opts for a more accurate strike to finish him off.
[1d20+8 = 28]<Power Attack Nonlethal Melee Strike (+2 damage for -2 to hit)
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133889
133891 133893
>>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
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.133891
133892 133894
>>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?"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133892
133894
>>133891
The other griffin takes a moment to look back, and then swings at Iron

[1d20+3 = 14]
Anonymous
0575463
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No.133893
133894
>>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)
Anonymous
9fc34cb
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No.133894
133895 133896
>>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]
Anonymous
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No.133895
133897
>>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
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
?
No.133896
133897
>>133894
Silver nods in understanding.

"Seeing what they did made you hate them."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133897
133898 133900
>>133895
He places his hoof right under the legs of the Griffin

Opposed strength check:
[1d20+3 = 9]

>>133896
"And made me harm them" she adds
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.133898
133899
>>133897
[1d20+9 = 24]<Strength Check
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133899
133901
>>133898
The griffin is knocked down onto the ground. White Sands lopes past Iron, around the downed griffin
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
?
No.133900
133902
>>133897
"Yes. And you are afraid this has tainted you...if I assume correctly."
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.133901
133902
>>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.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133902
133903 133907
>>133900
"I am afraid I don't regret it." She answers

>>133901
He hits him in the chest
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.133903
133904
>>133902
[1d3+5 = 7]<Bonk Meter
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133904
133905
>>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
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.133905
133906 133908 133909
>>133904
[1d20 = 3]<AoOB(Attack of Opportunistic Bonking)
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133906
133908
>>133905
Hit. Absent exceptional damage, he makes yet another wing at Iron
[1d20+6 = 11]
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
?
No.133907
133908
>>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?"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133908
133909 133918
>>133906
>>133905
But Iron pulls back, out of the way of the swing

>>133907
She blinks
"Yes."
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.133909
133910
>>133905
>>133908
[1d3+5 = 6]<BONK!

Barely slipping under the griffon's attack after his quick strike at his leg, Iron prepares a potent strike with malicious intent, daring to smile softly as he does it.
[1d20+7 = 14]<You know what's here already, right (+3 to -3)
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133910
133911
>>133909
His maliciously intended hit lands
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.133911
133913
>>133910
[1d3+8 = 10]<Come on,bby, let it be last bonk
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133913
133914
>>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
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.133914
133915
>>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
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133915
133916
>>133914
*poof*

Iron activates fluff mode, poofing up. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to intimidate her much
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.133916
133919 133920
>>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.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
?
No.133918
133919
>>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."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133919
133920 133921 133923
>>133918
"If that is so..." she says with a pause
"Then why couldn't I fightback home?"

>>133916
The griffin moves the door knob and tries to open it to run.

White Sands lacks Iron's delicacy, and charges to tackle her

[1d20+2 = 8]
[1d20+2 = 13]
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133920
133921
>>133916
>>133919
White Sands jumps onto her, and knocks her to the ground, despite being smaller
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.133921
133922
>>133920
>>133919
Seeing the scene in front of him, Iron quickly rushes to their position to ensure the griffiness is thoroughly trapped and pinned so that her escape chances become near zero.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133922
133925
>>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."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
?
No.133923
133924
>>133919
"What do you mean?"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133924
133926
>>133923
"Why could I not fight in the war at home? Why did I move away?

Jubilosa looks troubled as well
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.133925
133927
>>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.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
?
No.133926
133927
>>133924
"What was war fought over?"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133927
133928 133930
>>133925
She looks to him
"Well? Are you going to do it am I going to have to?"

>>133926
She shakes her head
"It's not the right subject for the dinner table, anyways"
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.133928
133929
>>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.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.133929
134068
>>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
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
?
No.133930
134049
>>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."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134049
134052
>>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
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
?
No.134052
134058
>>134049
Silver joins the conservation, himself impressed by the bit of technology now in their living room.
Anonymous
36a94f6
?
No.134058
134075
>>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.
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134068
134073
>>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.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134073
134077
>>134068
She gags, and with another "Guck" she seems to lose consciousness. All three griffins are down
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
?
No.134075
134076
>>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.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134076
134098
>>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.
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134077
134079
>>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.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134079
134080
>>134077
"Those griffins were bigger than either of us thought..."
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134080
134082
>>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."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134082
134083
>>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"
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134083
134084
>>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."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134084
134085
>>134083
She looks over to him
"Won't they wake up after you knock them out though?"
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134085
134086
>>134084
Iron nods. "Think they need to be killed to further the scare?"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134086
134087
>>134085
She winces
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134087
134088
>>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."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134088
134089
>>134087
"Well... it looks like even fighting them on an even playing field is risky."
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134089
134090
>>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."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134090
134091
>>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."
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134091
134092
>>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."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134092
134093
>>134091
"Or go to them before they notice. Either way."
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134093
134094
>>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.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134094
134095
>>134093
"Doable" she says.
"Let us hope they don't get too prepared..."
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134095
134096
>>134094
"Agreed," Iron replies
With that being said, the stallion starts looking for any clues inside the building for any spot to visit.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134096
134097
>>134095
One door to the left. One door that leads to a staircase
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134097
134103
>>134096
Iron tries the door on the left, assuming the griffiness was looking to escape rather than to grab something from the room.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bd13d36
?
No.134098
134099
>>134076
Silver looks over at Khoi, his jovial expression dropping. He moves over to her.

"Are you okay, Khoi?"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134099
134100
>>134098
She blinks
"I suppose."
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bd13d36
?
No.134100
134101
>>134099
"You still look anxious. Are you sure you do not want to talk about it?"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134101
134102
>>134100
"You asked me something earlier, didn't you?"
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bd13d36
?
No.134102
134103
>>134101
Silver nods.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134103
134104 134106
>>134102
"You asked how it began? The war."

>>134097
Opening it, there is an open area with a desk to the left, doors to what is marked as a bathroom on the left, and two doors on the right in a short hallway that ends in a steel door
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134104
134105
>>134103
Iron trots towards the desk, figuring these magic spots have all of the important papers like back in Hoebuck.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134105
134108
>>134104
This desk, at least, is entirely clear. It looks to be left over from the previous owner of the building
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bd13d36
?
No.134106
134107
>>134103
"Yes. What was it fought over?"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134107
134109
>>134106
"Did I not tell you? The rebels want to overthrow the government."
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134108
134110
>>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.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bd13d36
?
No.134109
134110
>>134107
"Yes, but there must be reasons behind them rebelling. Or, perhaps my memory truly is going out if you already told me."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134110
134111 134112
>>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..."
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134111
134113 134777
>>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.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bd13d36
?
No.134112
134494
>>134110
Silver nods.

"If it does not bother you."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134113
134114
1582519614247-0.png
>>134111
Something failed to convey here...
Anonymous
0575463
?
No.134114
134777
>>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.
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134115
134116
Fantasy walks into HQ.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134116
134117
>>134115
The ponies enter easily enough. Whom does she wish to see?
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134117
134118
>>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."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134118
134119 134123
>>134117
The off-white unicorn mare looks up to Fantasy.
"Uh, he's in his office. I think he's available to see you."
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134119
134120 134121
>>134118
But isn't he with, not present, Black Star? Or are we on different spots in the timeline?
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134120
>>134119
>timeline
Duturu!
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134121
134122
>>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
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134122
134123 134124
>>134121
"Well, great. Then we'll do that," Fantasy says.
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134123
134124
>>134118
>>134122
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134124
>>134123
>>134122
Blue Skies walks ahead of Fantasy, to a hall on the left side of the lobby. She opens the first door on the right, to find Sea Breaze's office.

"Yes?"
The unicorn is behind a set of paperwork. Blue Skies enters the room along with Fantasy, sitting down in a chair
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134125
134126
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.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134126
134127 134129
>>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
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134127
134128
>>134126
>The second one is a clearer pamplet. And the
Yes?
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134128
>>134127
Damn it, that's a superfluous sentence. Ignore it
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134129
134130
>>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."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134130
134131
>>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."
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134131
134132
>>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."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134132
134133
>>134131
"Pay for the job? Did you locate the printer?"
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134133
134134
>>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.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134134
134135
>>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.”
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134135
134136
>>134134
Fantasy nods and drops the smirk.

"Ah, I see."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134136
134137
>>134135
He raises an eyebrow
“You seem to not have full confidence in the informant-system.”
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134137
134139
>>134136
"What?"
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134138
134139
"I mean ´What do You mean?`"
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134139
134140
>>134137
>>134138
He looks at her almost suspiciously
“A misunderstanding. My apologies.”
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134140
134142
>>134139
"Its fine, I guess your just awekward because of my new amazing looks," Fantasy says and drags a hoof drew her mane.
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134141
drew
Through*
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134142
134143
>>134140
He smiles
“Indeed. Interesting style you have going there, with the several layers. Is that... Songbird Serenade’s ‘07 style?”
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134143
134144
>>134142
Fanatasy nods.

"Indeed it is. I see your a pony of culture as well."
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134144
134145
>>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.”
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134145
134148
>>134144
Fantasy continues to nod.

"Yes, she is great! I used to listen to her as a fillly. I know her songs by heart."
Amber Sunset
c9c67a4
?
No.134146
134147 134148
Should I join? I'm l8 but it looks like an active session still.
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134147
>>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.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134148
134149 134150
>>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
Amber Sunset
c9c67a4
?
No.134149
134150
>>134148
No problem, I'll be around tomorrow or whenever Sven wants to play again.
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134150
134151
>>134148
>>134149
Okay, then we call it here then.

Thanks for the session.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134151
134152
>>134150
Uh, okay. I can still respond for some time though
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134152
134153
>>134151
I need to quit anyway.
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134153
>>134152
Oh, okay. Well hope you join again soon!
Anonymous
af4039d
?
No.134269
Will be busy today. Can't make it.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
?
No.134490
patient waiting pony noises
Anonymous
9fc34cb
?
No.134494
134495 134811
2284068.jpg
>>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."
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>>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?"
Anonymous
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I'm ready to play if Melody is.
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>>134497
Wait. Melody?
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>>134498
Durr, I meant Fantasy. I'm playing Amber. What she does next is dependent on meeting Fantasy.