Amber runs from a police raid. After an intense firefight, Dark Star provides shelter for two young maidens, and Silver takes a lovely Kirin he's had his eyes on to see a movie. Iron retrieves treasure from the mountains, and Spark goes back to the wolf village with the resistance fighter.
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>>162502
Oops. Hopefully she won't be mad about being woken up. Silver smiles at her, and decides to play along with the story he saw set up in the photographs.
"Good morning, honey."
Oops. Hopefully she won't be mad about being woken up. Silver smiles at her, and decides to play along with the story he saw set up in the photographs.
"Good morning, honey."
>>162507
Iron softly exhaled through his nostrils once more, peering from his position to see if removing the cart from the area revealed new objects worth taking back.
Iron softly exhaled through his nostrils once more, peering from his position to see if removing the cart from the area revealed new objects worth taking back.
>>162510
Iron decided to instead pull the cart further out in the offchance it still hid something else aside from the flasks underneath.
Iron decided to instead pull the cart further out in the offchance it still hid something else aside from the flasks underneath.
>>162507
With a forehoof he gives his tasty Pear an ear scritch.
"Would you like me to let you sleep some more?"
With a forehoof he gives his tasty Pear an ear scritch.
"Would you like me to let you sleep some more?"
>>162512
>tasty
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uMa6ot8g3JM
ear is scritched
Her ear flops down, then back up.
"Sigh. No." She looks away. "No. What time is it? Almost seven? We've got to get Brown Birch to school. I have a meeting at the University at about 10, I think." She looks over to the window, towards the sunrise.
>tasty
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uMa6ot8g3JM
ear is scritched
Her ear flops down, then back up.
"Sigh. No." She looks away. "No. What time is it? Almost seven? We've got to get Brown Birch to school. I have a meeting at the University at about 10, I think." She looks over to the window, towards the sunrise.
>>162511
The cart is moved. It's a bit heavy, but so be it. Much of the sides, and certainly most of the fore, have rotten and broken off, leaving bits of wood and iron straps. There doesn't appear to be any other cargo, although it appears that there is another.... no, another two flasks.
The cart is moved. It's a bit heavy, but so be it. Much of the sides, and certainly most of the fore, have rotten and broken off, leaving bits of wood and iron straps. There doesn't appear to be any other cargo, although it appears that there is another.... no, another two flasks.
>>162514
Breathing softly, Iron quickly trots over to the cart's part that's tied to the rope to undo it before going back into the mud to properly snatch all four flasks away from their clingy surroundings.
Breathing softly, Iron quickly trots over to the cart's part that's tied to the rope to undo it before going back into the mud to properly snatch all four flasks away from their clingy surroundings.
>>162518
They are pretty snug in the mud
>>162519
Just move yourself over a bit... move the pony a little this way, a little that way... okay, lay her over on her side, and... blue pony is spooned
>>162520
If she didn't want to be kissed, she should get her own bed
pony is kissed
He feels her soft lips, and the warmth of the inside of her mouth. She smiles, and her ears lower halfway.
They are pretty snug in the mud
>>162519
Just move yourself over a bit... move the pony a little this way, a little that way... okay, lay her over on her side, and... blue pony is spooned
>>162520
If she didn't want to be kissed, she should get her own bed
pony is kissed
He feels her soft lips, and the warmth of the inside of her mouth. She smiles, and her ears lower halfway.
>>162521
Iron figured he can make it if he can drag out parts of the cart.
With that thought crossing by, he soon came back to shore and promptly tried pulling it towards the far more solid soil next to the mud.
Iron figured he can make it if he can drag out parts of the cart.
With that thought crossing by, he soon came back to shore and promptly tried pulling it towards the far more solid soil next to the mud.
>>162522
Because much of the cart is intact, it can indeed be moved.
This is dragged along the mud, and to the riverbank
Because much of the cart is intact, it can indeed be moved.
This is dragged along the mud, and to the riverbank
>>162523
Iron didn't stop pulling on the flasks until they reached about Cauldron's position, just to be sure he's safe to go back and fetch the rest. Carrying about 140KG on him shouldn't pose a problem unless they needed to flee quickly.
Iron didn't stop pulling on the flasks until they reached about Cauldron's position, just to be sure he's safe to go back and fetch the rest. Carrying about 140KG on him shouldn't pose a problem unless they needed to flee quickly.
>>162521
Huh...so that is what she tastes like...
He maintains the kiss for some time if only to enjoy this new and unique sensation, before breaking it and nuzzling her on the tip of her nose.
"Meet you downstairs, my tasty Pear."
The unicorn gets up, and finally leaves the bedroom to go to the kitchen for breakfast.
Huh...so that is what she tastes like...
He maintains the kiss for some time if only to enjoy this new and unique sensation, before breaking it and nuzzling her on the tip of her nose.
"Meet you downstairs, my tasty Pear."
The unicorn gets up, and finally leaves the bedroom to go to the kitchen for breakfast.
>>162525
snoot is nuzzled
The end of her snout is soft. She closes her eyes, and her ears flop down.
"I'll be down..." She says
Going into the hall, the carpet is different, and the walls are a different color, with more paintings handing on the walls (again, of the impressionistic school of art). There is set of lights that could be called a chandelier hanging in the foyer, but otherwise the layout is more or less the same.
>>162526
coo
Presumably, Dark Star cuddles the blue pony
Presumably
>>162524
Roll Die. Both strength, and a second, unmodified d20 die
snoot is nuzzled
The end of her snout is soft. She closes her eyes, and her ears flop down.
"I'll be down..." She says
Going into the hall, the carpet is different, and the walls are a different color, with more paintings handing on the walls (again, of the impressionistic school of art). There is set of lights that could be called a chandelier hanging in the foyer, but otherwise the layout is more or less the same.
>>162526
coo
Presumably, Dark Star cuddles the blue pony
Presumably
>>162524
Roll Die. Both strength, and a second, unmodified d20 die
>>162527
Fancy. It is almost hard to believe this is my house.
Silver goes through the foyer/living room to the kitchen, where he looks to see what ingredients he has on hoof to cook a breakfast for whoever is living in the household.
Fancy. It is almost hard to believe this is my house.
Silver goes through the foyer/living room to the kitchen, where he looks to see what ingredients he has on hoof to cook a breakfast for whoever is living in the household.
>>162528
Blue pony is cuddled
Dark Star has fallen asleep in worse, surely, than he has tonight. The room is a bit colder than he might prefer, but the bed is comfortable, the room is reasonable quiet, he has a full set of covers, he isn't ill or wounded, and unlike the night before he may fall asleep with the pony he (presumably) loves under his foreleg, pressed up against her.
But in this quiet, dark room, thoughts intrude. A frightened diamond dog running over to avenge her fallen loved one, shot in the back of the head. He can see blood, bits of brain and skull fragments flying through the air, and hitting the wall. A zebra getting shot right through the head above the eye, blood staining the wall. He can see his eyes lose focus. Or a young, tan coated colt sitting in the front seat of a truck, looking over towards Dark Star with surprise, and then falling over onto the steering wheel, limp.
>>162529
The living room is different as well. The shelves are still there, though many of the items are different. The television has been replaced with one more like the one upstairs. The taxidermied jaguar is gone, and the same is true of the Starcross wolf upstairs. The most obvious difference is that there is now a stairway going down beneath the main stairway, and a railing to prevent falling down on the side.
Inside the kitchen, the tile and counters are the same, but the wood of the cabinets is different. Silver sees a waffle maker and a coffee machine. Inside a cabinet are a number of dry cereals and oatmeal options.
Blue pony is cuddled
Dark Star has fallen asleep in worse, surely, than he has tonight. The room is a bit colder than he might prefer, but the bed is comfortable, the room is reasonable quiet, he has a full set of covers, he isn't ill or wounded, and unlike the night before he may fall asleep with the pony he (presumably) loves under his foreleg, pressed up against her.
But in this quiet, dark room, thoughts intrude. A frightened diamond dog running over to avenge her fallen loved one, shot in the back of the head. He can see blood, bits of brain and skull fragments flying through the air, and hitting the wall. A zebra getting shot right through the head above the eye, blood staining the wall. He can see his eyes lose focus. Or a young, tan coated colt sitting in the front seat of a truck, looking over towards Dark Star with surprise, and then falling over onto the steering wheel, limp.
>>162529
The living room is different as well. The shelves are still there, though many of the items are different. The television has been replaced with one more like the one upstairs. The taxidermied jaguar is gone, and the same is true of the Starcross wolf upstairs. The most obvious difference is that there is now a stairway going down beneath the main stairway, and a railing to prevent falling down on the side.
Inside the kitchen, the tile and counters are the same, but the wood of the cabinets is different. Silver sees a waffle maker and a coffee machine. Inside a cabinet are a number of dry cereals and oatmeal options.
>>162530
Hmm...Silver wonders if they have the other ingredients to make waffles. He's curious about oatmeal waffles.
Hmm...Silver wonders if they have the other ingredients to make waffles. He's curious about oatmeal waffles.
>>162530
He whimpers slightly in his sleep as he sees the diamond dog, then laughs as he sees the zigger get shot, and then is slightly confused as he sees the colt. he walks towards him if he can.
He whimpers slightly in his sleep as he sees the diamond dog, then laughs as he sees the zigger get shot, and then is slightly confused as he sees the colt. he walks towards him if he can.
>>162531
The rope twists and seems as if it is about to break... but does not.
With an odd squish and plop sound, the two flasks move up and out of their mud tombs, on top of the mud. They are very much old and covered in rust.
>>162532
Would you look at that? There is indeed oatmeal waffle mix
>>162533
Moving towards the colt, he is an earth pony, probably about 17 or 18, and is wearing a simple jacket and hat. Dark Star knows this scene. He was driving one of the two trucks at the Blackbriar Pier. Dark Star shot him in the lower head with his Colt, and then set the vehicle in drive, turned the steering wheel, and sent it off the wharf into the bay.
The rope twists and seems as if it is about to break... but does not.
With an odd squish and plop sound, the two flasks move up and out of their mud tombs, on top of the mud. They are very much old and covered in rust.
>>162532
Would you look at that? There is indeed oatmeal waffle mix
>>162533
Moving towards the colt, he is an earth pony, probably about 17 or 18, and is wearing a simple jacket and hat. Dark Star knows this scene. He was driving one of the two trucks at the Blackbriar Pier. Dark Star shot him in the lower head with his Colt, and then set the vehicle in drive, turned the steering wheel, and sent it off the wharf into the bay.
>>162534
This disturbs him even more. possibly causing more whimpering. he trys to pull him out of the truck.
This disturbs him even more. possibly causing more whimpering. he trys to pull him out of the truck.
>>162535
But this is not how the scene plays out. The limp corpse of the earth pony colt is causally knocked off of the steering wheel, then moved again to make way for the gear shift. His body is in the truck as it crashes into the shallow, muddy and gasoline film-layer water, and sinks.
>>162536
It is so. He gets the mix, and the other essential ingredients
https://youtu.be/a8jzvh5Wb00
But this is not how the scene plays out. The limp corpse of the earth pony colt is causally knocked off of the steering wheel, then moved again to make way for the gear shift. His body is in the truck as it crashes into the shallow, muddy and gasoline film-layer water, and sinks.
>>162536
It is so. He gets the mix, and the other essential ingredients
https://youtu.be/a8jzvh5Wb00
>>162537
Silver whistles himself a cheerful morning tune as he cooks a breakfast feast of waffles for his family.
Silver whistles himself a cheerful morning tune as he cooks a breakfast feast of waffles for his family.
>>162538
"No no no!"
There is the sound of giggling and hooves clopping on the floor.
All of a sudden, a small creature runs up in front of Silver
It's a small colt, maybe four or five years old, with a very messy and tangled strawberry mane, a bright yellow coat, piercing blue eyes, and a dark grey stripe running down his back. He looks upwards directly at Silver with the widest smile his face will hold, and a wagging tail.
In from the front entry to the kitchen, walks in Pear. Her mane is up, and her long, bushy strawberry tail is held together by two ties. She has a short pink woolen robe, and on her back rides a small, cream colored yearling filly with a short but bright mane and green eyes who clings with all of her legs.
Pear rushes in towards the colt and Silver
"No no no!"
There is the sound of giggling and hooves clopping on the floor.
All of a sudden, a small creature runs up in front of Silver
It's a small colt, maybe four or five years old, with a very messy and tangled strawberry mane, a bright yellow coat, piercing blue eyes, and a dark grey stripe running down his back. He looks upwards directly at Silver with the widest smile his face will hold, and a wagging tail.
In from the front entry to the kitchen, walks in Pear. Her mane is up, and her long, bushy strawberry tail is held together by two ties. She has a short pink woolen robe, and on her back rides a small, cream colored yearling filly with a short but bright mane and green eyes who clings with all of her legs.
Pear rushes in towards the colt and Silver
>>162539
The seawall places the wharf over a dozen feet above the level if the water. The truck actually moves far before crashing into the water, breaking the windshield, and throwing some of its cargo out the back. There is no way for Dark Star to get to it. To get to him…
The seawall places the wharf over a dozen feet above the level if the water. The truck actually moves far before crashing into the water, breaking the windshield, and throwing some of its cargo out the back. There is no way for Dark Star to get to it. To get to him…
>>162540
Silver smiles down at the excited colt, and ruffles his mane.
"Hey there, мой маленький пони. How did you sleep? Ready for some oatmeal waffles?"
Silver smiles down at the excited colt, and ruffles his mane.
"Hey there, мой маленький пони. How did you sleep? Ready for some oatmeal waffles?"
>>162542
The little pony's mane is ruffled, and his long mane falls down over his eyes, blocking Silver's view of them
"Waffles! I want waffles!" He says in a high pitched voice ever so slightly accented Fillydelphian, like his mother.
Pear walks over, the yearling filly still clinging to her back
"Powder Flash! No running in the kitchen."
He looks over to her, and presses his lips together in a pout
>>162543
Dark Star dives into the water, and is soon moved to another scene of an exasperated police mare firing her revolver one, two, three times, before Dark Star gets her once, and then again, and she transforms into a wretched, pony-shaped insect.
The little pony's mane is ruffled, and his long mane falls down over his eyes, blocking Silver's view of them
"Waffles! I want waffles!" He says in a high pitched voice ever so slightly accented Fillydelphian, like his mother.
Pear walks over, the yearling filly still clinging to her back
"Powder Flash! No running in the kitchen."
He looks over to her, and presses his lips together in a pout
>>162543
Dark Star dives into the water, and is soon moved to another scene of an exasperated police mare firing her revolver one, two, three times, before Dark Star gets her once, and then again, and she transforms into a wretched, pony-shaped insect.
>>162544
"Ah, he just wanted to see his father. But your mother is right, Flash, you should not run in kitchen, you could get hurt."
He looks at the yearling filly on her mother's back and gives her a warm smile.
"And hello to you, sweetie!"
"Ah, he just wanted to see his father. But your mother is right, Flash, you should not run in kitchen, you could get hurt."
He looks at the yearling filly on her mother's back and gives her a warm smile.
"And hello to you, sweetie!"
>>162545
The colt lowers his head, sad
Pear looks back to the cream colored filly. She blinks her big, green eyes.
"Daffodil, can you say good morning to your father? Huh? Can you say 'good morning'? Good morning."
The filly speaks
"Hi"
Pear scrunches.
Another filly walks in, wearing several shoes and a blue skirt. She is a large earth pony filly, maybe seven or eight years old, though certainly large for this age. Her coat is bay colored, and her mane is dark brown. She has blue eyes, and her mane flows down straight, although a tie with a flower is in her mane, though not used properly. All four of her shoes are untied, with shoelaces strewn across the floor.
Pear looks over, and then walks to her
"Oh Birch, you need to tie your shoes, and fix your mane."
She immediately goes to her shoes.
>>162546
Bang bang bang bang
It bleeds blue-green as it lies on its back, with its mouth open.
The colt lowers his head, sad
Pear looks back to the cream colored filly. She blinks her big, green eyes.
"Daffodil, can you say good morning to your father? Huh? Can you say 'good morning'? Good morning."
The filly speaks
"Hi"
Pear scrunches.
Another filly walks in, wearing several shoes and a blue skirt. She is a large earth pony filly, maybe seven or eight years old, though certainly large for this age. Her coat is bay colored, and her mane is dark brown. She has blue eyes, and her mane flows down straight, although a tie with a flower is in her mane, though not used properly. All four of her shoes are untied, with shoelaces strewn across the floor.
Pear looks over, and then walks to her
"Oh Birch, you need to tie your shoes, and fix your mane."
She immediately goes to her shoes.
>>162546
Bang bang bang bang
It bleeds blue-green as it lies on its back, with its mouth open.
>>162547
Silver chuckles at the cute antics of Daffodil, and looks at the filly who must be Brown Birch. That one has absolutely taken after her father, looking at the size of her.
"And when you are ready we can eat. I have made enough waffles for everypony."
Silver chuckles at the cute antics of Daffodil, and looks at the filly who must be Brown Birch. That one has absolutely taken after her father, looking at the size of her.
"And when you are ready we can eat. I have made enough waffles for everypony."
>>162548
Power Flash:
“Waffles!” He jumps up.
Pear is still trying to fix the tie on Brown Birch’s mane.
Power Flash:
“Waffles!” He jumps up.
Pear is still trying to fix the tie on Brown Birch’s mane.
>>162549
It is poked, and limp. But the scene changes..
It's late afternoon, deep jungle. High canopied trees, and dense underbrush. Ponies in uniform move back, towards a clearing. There are flashes of yellow light in the darkness under the canopy, both single flashes and repeated flashes, and the sounds of rifle cracks and automatic gun fire. Off further in the distance is the whistle and wail of artillery, then the crash of explosions and the cracking of trees falling down. There is much yelling, and a pony in the foreground falls after a flash of red.
But then, one partly pink, partly pinto white pegasus stallion flies in carrying a submachine gun, firing into the under brush, charging into the darkness, as artillery explodes to the left, to the right, and behind him, until only the black smoke of the exploding shells can be seen.
It is poked, and limp. But the scene changes..
It's late afternoon, deep jungle. High canopied trees, and dense underbrush. Ponies in uniform move back, towards a clearing. There are flashes of yellow light in the darkness under the canopy, both single flashes and repeated flashes, and the sounds of rifle cracks and automatic gun fire. Off further in the distance is the whistle and wail of artillery, then the crash of explosions and the cracking of trees falling down. There is much yelling, and a pony in the foreground falls after a flash of red.
But then, one partly pink, partly pinto white pegasus stallion flies in carrying a submachine gun, firing into the under brush, charging into the darkness, as artillery explodes to the left, to the right, and behind him, until only the black smoke of the exploding shells can be seen.
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