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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.
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Anonymous
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No.138041
138053 138112
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Is anypony gonna be available to play over the Thanksgiving Holiday?
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.138053
138062
>>138041
I can play today and tomorrow. Thursday is kinda weird, so I'll let you when.
Anonymous
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No.138062
138064
>>137972
>>138053
Silver stares into the doorwell that is the entrance to the chapel. The area beyond is illuminated slightly by a light at the end of the hall, and the angle by which Silver views this area does not allow for the best of all views. But Silver can hear something, like the sound of a door being openned. There is no clopping of hooves, especially not iron-shoed hooves, but there is nevertheless, a tapping against tile floor, a tapping too heavy to be the product of rats, and too persistent to be the result of a mop or other object, disturbed by Silver's arrival, finally turning over and knocking against the floor. Silver can see a movement on the walls, with yellow tinged illuminated faded white wash turning a dim white as the walls are cast in shadow. It takes Pear a moment more than Silver to notice that something is off, but when she does, she becomes silent, and looks back to the entrance.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.138064
138065
>>138062
Silver makes a split second decision, and whispers to Pear.

"Act natural and follow my lead."

He bends down, and makes it look like he's investigating the altars.
Anonymous
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No.138065
138070
>>138064
Silver turns around to look at the altars, as does Pear. Accordingly, Silver does not see the newcomer to the room, though he hears the light tapping as it becomes louder, then definitely comes onto the Chapel floor shortly past the entrance, and then stops. Then someone calls to Silver

"Vhat are you doing here?!"
This sentence is enunciated in a rather peculiar way, with almost every word having emphasis, "are" being drawn out, and "here" pronounced almost like "he-are." The voice is definitely male, but a little higher pitched.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.138070
138072
>>138065
Silver turns around to face the newcomer, looking somewhat irritated at having been interrupted.

"Excuse me?"
Anonymous
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No.138072
138073
>>138070
Silver sees behind him not one, but two griffins. In the fore is a male griffin with grey feathers nearly the color of Silver's fur, a rather square head and sharp hook on a bright orange beak. He wears no uniform nor badge nor identification of any kind, or indeed any clothing at all besides a belt. His right wing is strangely bent upwards, so as to cover a portion of his back. He does not look deterred at all by Silver's evident offense

"What are you doing here?" he repeats, though more sharply, quickly, and slightly less oddly.

Behind the male griffin is another, a female griffin, with orange rust colored feathers and coat, and she seems to wear a leather pack, albeit on her right side, which is not facing Silver. She stays decidedly further back and is silent, letting the grey male take the lead. She too, has no clothing.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.138073
138074
>>138072
The unicorn keeps a stern expression on his face as he stares at the intruding griffons.

"We are here to investigate occult activities. Do not interfere."
Anonymous
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No.138074
138075
>>138073
"With what aye-gency?!"
Again, his voice has that strange timbre, with every syllable having emphasis, and the pitch somewhat high. He does not back up.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.138075
138076
>>138074
"We are with Black Hooves. That is all you are entitled to know."

He stands up tall, and maintains his stern expression.

"Now, explain to me why I am dealing with two unidentified griffons, immediately."
Anonymous
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No.138076
138077
>>138075
His eyes are wide, and his mouth opens slightly. His head lowers by the slightest margin, and there is a pause before his answer.

"I am from the owner."
He answers
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.138077
138078
>>138076
Silver narrows his eyes at the griffon.

"'The owner'. Who?"
Anonymous
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No.138078
138079
>>138077
"The owner of this property you so rudely intruded!" He answers
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.138079
138080
>>138078
"Owner of this property? That would be one Sweet Boek. Unicorn. Deceased. Died on this very spot three nights ago."
Anonymous
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No.138080
138081
>>138079
He pauses again, breathing out, then in, then back out, before answering

"I know, you robbers!"
He takes one step forward, though he is actually fairly far distant.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.138081
138082
>>138080
The hilt on his sword is encompassed by a blue sheath of magic matching his lit horn. He takes a wider, aggressive stance.

"Cease."
Anonymous
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No.138082
138083
>>138081
Roll for intimidate
bce850a
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No.138083
138084 138085
[1d20-1 = 7]
>>138082
Anonymous
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No.138084
>>138083
[1d20-1 = 11]
Anonymous
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No.138085
138086
>>138083
The griffin, still breathing heavily, turns his right wing over to reveal a cane-cutter's machette, which he places into his right claw.

"Do you know what you disturb?" he asks
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.138086
138087
>>138085
Silver levels his sword at the griffon.

"You are with Maarists."
Anonymous
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No.138087
138088
>>138086
Whether by the sight of Silver’s oversized sword, or his words, the griffin is a bit taken back
“So you are no ordinary trespasser.”
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.138088
138089
>>138087
Silver stands firm in the face of this machette-wielding griffon.

"And you are no ordinary griffon. I am feeling generous, so I will give you choice. Leave immediately, or I will be forced to bring you in."
Anonymous
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No.138089
138090
>>138088
Let’s try another roll
bce850a
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No.138090
138100
[1d20-1 = 5]
>>138089
Anonymous
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No.138100
138101
>>138090
Ära till Maar, förintelse av hans fiender!”

[1d20+1 = 19]

Roll initiative. Note that the creatures are actually pretty far apart.

[1d2 = 2]
bce850a
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No.138101
138102 138103
[1d20+4 = 10]
>>138100
"Слава Селестии! Пусть ее свет светит вечно!"
Anonymous
89b8a80
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No.138102
138103
>>138101
The griffin places the machete in his beak, then charges forward with a muffled “aaaargh!” He jumps, stomps, then moves the sword to his claw before swinging

[1d20+4 = 5]
Anonymous
89b8a80
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No.138103
138104
>>138102
>>138101
But he slips as he tries to transfer the sword, falling to the ground.
bce850a
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No.138104
138105
[1d20+7 = 16]
>>138103
Silver strikes the griffon's head using the pommel of his sword.
Anonymous
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No.138105
138106
>>138104
Suffice it to say, Silver succeeds.

[1d2 = 1]
bce850a
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No.138106
138107
[2d6+7 = 17]
>>138105
Anonymous
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No.138107
138109
>>138106
Silver gives quite a bang to the griffin, who is at the very least, knocked down to the ground.

The female griffin, seeing this, turns towards Silver, revealing a wavy knife in her right wing. She charges at Silver with an “Aaaah!” yell, before swiping at Silver.

[1d20+2 = 12]
bce850a
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No.138109
138110
[1d20+7 = 17]
>>138107
Silver just barely looks up in time to duck under the swinging blade with a "Yipe!". He brings the hilt of his sword around to bash her in turn.
Anonymous
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No.138110
138111
>>138109
Silver is able to hit her with the end of the long and heavy sword, in an action almost like hitting a billiard ball.
bce850a
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No.138111
138113
[2d6+7 = 12]
>>138110
Amber Sunset
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No.138112
138113
>>138041
I can!

>>138040
"Um…I don't know. He was wandering about for a bit.
Anonymous
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No.138113
138114 138115
>>138111
Silver has done quite a bit of damage to both, but the male griffin tries to get up

>>138112
She seems to twist her thin lips.

“I’ll ask again, did any officers, members of government, anyone of note shop here today?”
bce850a
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No.138114
138116
[1d20+7 = 17]
>>138113
"DOWN!"

Silver attempts to strike the male griffon as he tries to get up.
Amber Sunset
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No.138115
138116
>>138113
Amber shakes her head rapidly. "If they were, they didn't look it and they didn't tell us."
Anonymous
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No.138116
138117 138118
>>138114
He is struck. Firmly.

>>138115
The creature nods. If she is supposed to be a law enforcement officer, it’s not clear what she has going for her. She is thin and looks weak. Amber could probably win in a fight against her, and Guy certainly could. Her body looks built for flight, but even that only seems possible with Pegasus magic. Maybe those slit-cat eyes and long, fluffy ears give her some advantage. Who knows, really.

“Did he write of say anything else?” She asks
bce850a
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No.138117
138119
[2d6+7 = 16]
>>138116
Amber Sunset
c8413ad
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No.138118
138119
>>138116
Amber states, almost aloofly, "Not a word. Like I said, he just broke the window and ran."
Anonymous
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No.138119
138120 138121
>>138117
The male griffin is decidedly out, with definite bruising on the head or perhaps even a fractured skull. The female gives a pained moon, and it’s uncertain if she is or will remain conscious. Pear cautiously moves out from a position behind an altar.

“... Wow”

>>138118
She nods, then she turns her head the side, narrowing her eyes
“Is this store unionized?”
Silver "The Floof" Sword
bce850a
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No.138120
138122
>>138119
Silver knocks the griffons' weapons away before rummaging through his bags for rope to tie them up.

"Yes, 'wow'. I did not expect to come across cultists."
Amber Sunset
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No.138121
138122
>>138119
Amber shifts nervously. "I don't know…I'm not part of any union."
Anonymous
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No.138122
138123 138124
>>138120
Hopefully Ailver brought some rope. Pear keeps a distance, slowly coming in to peer closer.

“I wonder when they found us” she says.

>>138121
She takes a moment to consider this, then says

“Alright. That will be all.” And turns to leave
Amber Sunset
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No.138123
138125
>>138122
Amber looks curiously at the fanged, lithe bat-pony as she leaves.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.138124
138125
>>138122
I do believe he did. If I remember correctly, he bought some not too long ago. He ties the griffons up with it.

"Probably heard us talking as they were coming up here for...something. I wonder why."

Silver looks in the female griffon's bags for any sort of clue.
Anonymous
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No.138125
138126 138129
>>138123
The creature walks out of the store, and onto the sidewalk. She looks down the sidewalk to the left and South, half unfurling her wings, and shaking them. She then stares in that direction for what seems like an extended period of time, or at least ten seconds. Then she extends her long mammalian wings, jumps up into the air, and flies off.

>>138124
Inside her bag is a small Blue pillow with a white frill, a second small pillow that is white all the way through, a .38 revolver, and a livestock tie.