/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal

>>140776
"It would probably be smartest idea, if one of you was volunteering."

>>140777
The pony in the bathroom raises his hoof to volunteer.

>>140778
Silver smiles and nods to him.

"Alright, thank you. Come, let us see if they left communication equipment intact."

>>140779
The soldier nods, and the two go through the door, and down to outside.

[1d20 = 18] [1d20 = 20] [1d20 = 10] [1d20 = 8] [1d20 = 4]

>>140779
>>140780
Shortly after arriving outside, Silver is met with the two ponies he sent out in his section, and the Sargent of Squad C

“Sergeant Silver Sword. Nice work.” He addresses Silver

>>140781
"Klutzy."

>>140782
“Wait, I know this one...”

>>140783
Silver sighs in defeat. He takes a moment to read the name on the sergeant's uniform.

"Good enough, I suppose. I do not think changeling would have reacted to that in such manner."

>>140784
Hornbeck

"Heh, they'd probably just shoot you. I heard about corporal Dunley. A shame to lose him. We need to secure the telephone office to make it count."

>>140785
"Damn right. We were just about to go do that. You three going to come along?"

>>140786
"Yes sir." He answers

Silver can see the telephone building not far in front of him in the setting sunlight, with that roof that hangs over onto the side walk. He can see a small trickle of green-rusted blood heading into the side door

>>140787
Silver motions for the group to be quiet as he takes point. He uses his telekinesis to open the door from a distance.

>>140788
The door opens.

>>140790
Silver procedes carefully into the building, keeping his head and SMG on a swivel.

>>140791
Tattattattattattat

[1d20 = 19] [1d20 = 14]
[1d20 = 1] [1d20 = 17]
[1d20 = 16] [1d20 = 18]

>>140791
>>140793
As soon as Silver peers over around the corner, he feels the sting of bullets, and hears the tattletale sound of a Changeling machinepistol.

[4d6 = 17]

>>140794
The unicorn staggers backwards out of the building, falling onto his back and bleeding from two fresh new bulletholes in his chest. He coughs and spits up some blood, still alive but barely so.

"Urrgh...bad idea..."

>>140795
As soon as Silver falls down, the sargeant behind him yells,

"Cornflake! Pull him back! Sleetfall! Grenade!"

The Sargeant moves forward, and tosses in a grenade. Silver is pulled back by the pony from the masterbedroom, and the last pony moves forward, and likewise throws a grenade around the corner.

[1d20 = 20]
[1d20 = 15]

>>140796
And
[1d20 = 13]

>>140796
Silver groans in pain, both from having been shot so many times in one day and from being ruffly handled while injured.

"Fucking...roaches..."

>>140800
>>140796
>>140797
>>140801
What happens next, Silver is not to know. There is an explosion, then another loud explosion. What Silver learns in retrospect, is that the first grenade tossed into the room was tossed back out through the small crack of the door. Sleetfall, the Pegasus, frantically rushed in to push it away with his wings, pushing it away. One grenade detonates loudly inside of the telephone room. The grenade outside is pushed away somewhat down the street. Silver is already on the ground. The pony pulling Silver simply falls backwards on his back, and Sleetfall tumbles to the ground. The Sargeant, however, does not make it to the ground so quickly, and takes hits from shrapnel.

>>140801
>>140802
Silver hears more ringing, but he can definitely hear a "Fucking hell, you'll pay for that!"

>>140802
>>140803
If Silver was to ever go deaf, this would be one of the contributers to it. The unicorn tries to roll over onto his side to get a look of what is going on.

>>140803
>>140801
The door to the office opens with the explosion inside. A private, looks to be Sleetfall, gets up, pick up his rifle, and charges into the office with his bayonet-fixed rifle
"AAAAHHHH!"

[1d20+3 = 7]

>>140805
He is going to get himself killed.

Coughing and sputtering, and having to spit out some more blood, Silver tries to get his hooves underneath him.

>>140804
>>140805
Looking inside of the office, Silver can see a changeling drone in Equestrian uniform - no pretense at being a pony, but still wearing the uniform of an Equestrian armorer - starting to get up off the ground. Sleetfall is quick to get up, picks up a rifle, and charges at the drone as if with a lance. By misfortune or by daze, Sleetflall misses his bayonet.

Cornflake tries to get up, and aim his rifle.

>>140807
If desired, roll initiative

>>140809
Silver jumps up to his hooves almost immediately.

With the door opened, Silver can see there are two drones in the room. One with a rifle who appears to be downed. The other wearing an Equestrian army uniform with an armorer's markings, who seems to be a Changeling non-commissioned officer. He is bleeding profusely and must have had the disguise blown right off of him, but he is starting to get up, and he is levitating his machinepistol. Sleetfall has run right into the office, but has failed to stick the drone with his bayonet.

>>140810
Is Sleetfall in the line of fire between Silver and the drone?

>>140811
He missed, so he'd be off to the side

>>140812
[1d20+4 = 22] [1d20+4 = 18]
[1d20+4 = 21] [1d20+4 = 16]
[1d20+4 = 11] [1d20+4 = 21]

Silver aims the SMG he got from the late Corporal Dunley, and fires a burst at the changeling.

Tattattattattattat

>>140813
>>140814
Silver shoots true, and a hit, hit, hit, hit, and another hit takes the drone. The bullets create small but noticeable blood splatters, and push his body ever so slightly, until the creature falls back down on its back on the floor, mouth hanging open.

>>140815
"That..." *cough* "...is for Dunley..."

Silver slumps down now that his work is done, setting the SMG aside.

>>140816
Silver and the other sargent are badly wounded. Sleetfall moves up, and bayonets the other drone. Cornflake enters

"Sergeant? Sergeant?"

>>140817
"...which one?"

Even with all of his light grey fur, Silver still looks rather pale. He waves off the question.

"Nevermind, nevermind. See to Sergeant Hornbeck. Just need moment..."

>>140818
He moves out of the room
"Yes, Sargeant."

Meanwhile, a form moves up from behind the counter

>>140819
Silver picks up his SMG again, and weakly stands up to face the figure. He aims down sights at it.

"Don't move..."

>>140820
Silver sees it is the same grey pegasus mare with long braided mane and brown sweater from when he came before. She looks back at him, with both forehooves in the air

>>140821
"Stay right there, do not do anything."

He shouts back as best as he is able in his current state.

"Sleetfall, keep watch on this civilian, I need to check she has not been replaced."

>>140822
"Yes sir." He says

The mare tries to relax her forelegs and wings, still standing there. She speaks

"I work here." She says in plain ponish.

>>140823
Silver steps forward slowly, bringing his flashlight out.

"I know, just please do not do anything until I say so."

>>140824
She lets out a breath, and starts to tuck her wings into sweater, still standing there

>>140825
Silver gets up to her, and shines the flashlight in her eyes.

>>140826
The eyes reflect back as green orbs.

>>140827
Silver nods, figuring this was the answer. He turns his flashlight off, and looks at her.

"Alright. Please, answer honestly: are you changeling?"