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Is GM looking to keep roleplaying Gloomy for the foreseeable future? If so, I'll drop some of his backstory and build.
>>174838>>174838Well, Silver can now see why. His little Firestarter - to whatever degree Khoi can be said to be “his,” anyways - is still lying on the floor. She moves her hooves, and looks up towards Silver and the toast.
From the bar counter, Paper Clipping volunteers,
“Well, there’s an important lesson here. Anyone could start a fire. So there’s not really any point in dwelling on blame. Khoi Lua here may have started a fire -“
Khoi:
“You told me to raise the heat and put it back in!”
Clipping looks over to Khoi,
“Well you listened!”
And then back to Silver
“Look, the point is, anyone can do it, so let’s move past it.”
>>174839There’s a deer
Neela:
“No. I think we passed a grocery store though. I’m not sure.”
>>174841Oatmeal? Are you crazy?
>skip logisticsSure.
The Gloomy is presumably fed.
>>174845Well, we can consider that accomplished then.
>>174843"Oh, well let's go there and see!"
And thus the two begin making there way to the presumed grocery store.
Is there anything that Lament needed Posey to address this night? Posey could stay up the whole night, because she typically meditates during the day, but if not she'll go recover her spells now.
>>174843Silver is a bit amused by this sequence, and chuckles to himself.
"Well, no harm, no foul. Now everypony knows for future." Finishing with his scraping, the toast is left with less mass than it had before but most of the blackened bits have been shorn away revealing the still good bread inside. Silver decides to eat these pieces, and while there is still a definitely burnt flavor and smell to them they aren't as bad as they were before and are still crunchy. "Was not even really fire. If you do end up starting fire with it, though, make sure you unplug toaster and pour baking soda over top to smother flames. Water and electrical equipment do not mix."
>>174847“I was hoping those two bucks would stick around.” Neela says, “I think you may have scared them off.”
Walking down the street, ponies aren’t exactly super thrilled to walk past Kira.
>>174848Tasks? No. Though he’s happy to talk with Posey.
Lament:
“How are you warming up to Equestria?”
>>174849Khoi turns her head back towards Paper Clipping, scrunching and glaring at him. She whips her tail. She looks back towards Silver, and says
“Okay…”
Paper Clipping
“Yes, I’m very glad we can put all of these fires behind us. Also can I have some toast?”
>>174850"Sure, toast is for everyone." Silver puts some bread in the toaster, sets the temperature to a reasonable setting, and pulls the lever down. After doing so, he looks over at Clip. "Say...when was last time you had bath?"
>>174850Kira waves at some of the ponies they pass by, trying to look friendly as she talks to Neela.
"Awww, really? I didn't mean to. They were really nice, I can see why you wanted them to stay."
>>174850>“How are you warming up to Equestria?”"It's different from what I expected. I didn't believe I could find ponies more on-edge than Farbrook. I guess that's military occupation for you."
>>174820Amber tries not to notice High Sewn's apparent offense and sports a grateful grin.
"Oh thank you so kindly. It means so much to me! Really, this is the only time I should need it." >>174852“Strong and handsome… if only they had stayed. You should be a bit more careful. Not everyone wants to be squeezed like that.”
>>174851Clipping’s eyes go wide, and his ears go up
“Uh… a while?” He answers
>>174853“The occupation is the biggest part. During the war is was also very tense, with fear of infiltrators. And then even before the war it was like there was a crisis every few months, with the former Changeling incursion, the war against the Storm Empire, the return of the Crystal City, Discord, Nightmare Moon, that thing with the deer. And then more locally there were regular strikes, memories of the uprising of 90, and tensions with the bat ponies.” A pause,
“But mostly it’s the abdication of the princesses. It’s caused a generalized anxiety that I don’t see easing for a while.”
>>174854Scrunching, she says,
“You’re at… 4 days now? After the income tax deduction I believe that’s…” she goes back to the desk, sits down, and opens a drawer. She takes out a pen and starts doing math on it. Not liking the answer, she pulls out a slide rule.
“About 100 bits so far.”
>>174855"Ooooo, strong
and handsome." She waggles her eyebrows. "Were you hoping to turn one of them into your mate?"
>>174855"Oof. We need to get you bathed, especially with your injury. What say you?"
>>174856Neela’s eyes widen, and she moves her weight onto her hind legs, moving her body and forelegs back a couple inches.
“No! Well… kind of…”
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>>174857An ear moves to the side, and he looks down and to the left.
“Uh……..”
>>174855>the abdication of the princesses. It’s caused a generalized anxiety that I don’t see easing for a while"Yes, yes..." Posey says nodding
"We've been paying especially close attention to that. If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to come here."
She gazes over at one of the now-dark windows, as if the Sun might suddenly decide to reveal itself
"And an opportunity it is indeed."
>>174858Silver tilts his head at Clip.
"Yes?"
>>174858Kira giggles and continues the conversation as they turn to enter the grocery store.
"Is that even possible? A deer and a pony as mates?"
>>174855Evidently it's an answer that Amber likes, because her smile doesn't falter.
"That sounds perfect! It should cover my living expenses for a decent while." >>174811I should mention.
Before Posey starts her downtime, the next thing she does in the morning is interrogate Sasha.
>>174862A note on Amber's wages: I
think she's been working for four days at the clothing store counting the in-game Tuesday. Either that or five days. Her hours are not stated, but potentially 9-5 with a one-hour lunch break, 7 hours. Her wages are explicitly 5.5 bits an hour. If 1.5 of those bits are kept for taxes - a rate of 27%, which is plausible but perhaps a bit high for her income bracket and indicative of a comparatively flat tax scheme - then she's at 98 bits for her work so far. So round up to 100 bits.
"Yeah, but don't make a habit of it. Pay is bi-weekly." And after a pause "Weekly may be fine as well."
She takes notes in a book, writes a receipt, and eventually hooves Amber paper currency notes.
>>174859"Yes. An opportunity..." He appears to ponder these words for a moment, and seems to want to say something, but holds back
>>174860Clipping's ears go back
"Maybe...?"
>>174861"You mean like... physically? Yeah, it's possible."
Neela tries to make gestures with her hooves, but even with twice the number of hooves she can't do much while also using her hooves to walk forward.
Kira can push through the door, which won't stay open for long enough for her to slither through, and it closes on her body.
>>174863Okay
>>174864It's a massive relief to the hungry mare, who gets ready to leave.
"Thank you again, and have a great day." After a moment she seems to remember something, and turns to ask,
"Do you know where I can get a government identification card? I was told I should have one." >>174865Actually, looking it up, it was five bits an hour, and also she likely starts earlier than 9 AM...
High Sewn looks concerned
"You don't have one? I mean, I wouldn't want one either but... if you don't have one, they may detain you, so... well there's an administrative center only a few blocks away. They make ID cards there."
>>174866Amber looks to share her concern.
"I just got here. Nopony told me I needed one until I was stopped by police one night. I hope that office is still open!" >>174867She shrugs
"I wouldn't be shocked if services are open till six or seven. But it may already be closed. Can't say I've been there but that one time. Not really a place I want to go back to."
>>174868"I'd best make my way there. Thank you very much!"She asks for directions and heads there with haste.
>>174869"Down just three blocks. You'll recognize it because of the security."
The building is five or so stories tall with a brick facade, labelled "Admiration of the New Mareland State," and has multiple soldiers guarding it.
>>174870"Whoever names a building 'admiration'? Amber mutters to herself. She attempts to enter by the main entrance.
>>174871Reeeee Administration
A pair of ponies at the door, both bat ponies (already off to a bad start) pat her down, search her, and ask her purpose in entering
>>174872Amber scrunches at the indignity.
"I just moved in from the countryside and I need an identification card." >>174873"Uh huh. Do you have any other forms of identification on you? Equestrian identification cards, birth certificate, birth registry, dental records, notarized statements? Something to verify that you are who you claim to be?"
>>174874Now she has to feel stupid on top of all of it.
"Well, I left them at home, in the countryside…." >>174875Amber may never forgive Celestia for not burning all of the bat ponies when they revealed who they are.
He replies
"So then, how are we to know that you are who you claim to be, and not a wanted criminal or known terrorist who is looking for a new identity?"
>>174876Amber looks at him with a confounded expression.
"Because I can hardly imagine a criminal that looks like me. And why would a criminal be stepping into a government building instead of forging an identity?" >>174877"
Oh, so a criminal looks a bit more like
me than you, doesn't he? Heh heh, what better fake Identity card can there be than a real one?"
The little filly can roll diplomacy if she wishes to get through this on the sheer power of her cuteness
>>174879Amber blinks her eyes in shock, though it would take an understanding of social cues to not think she was batting her eyes. In any case, she tries to keep patient.
"Please, sir, don't prosecute me for following the law the best I can. The police keep me safe from criminals and they want me to have an ID, so I'm getting one now."[1d20+4 = (3+4) = 7] >>174864Posey waits a moment for Lament to speak, before continuing.
>>174864Satisfied with this answer, Silver nods to Clip.
"Alright, when you are finished eating we will get that done. It will also give me chance to see how you are healing."
>>174864"Huh, I've just never seen two differ-HISSSSS!" The door closing on her tail startles Kira, who hisses and attempts to slither forward and away quickly but the door continues to keep her tail wedged in the doorway.
>>174884Clipping remains silent. Meanwhile, Mala silently walks up to Silver, and looks up at him.
>>174885oh noes. Kira is caught. She needs to free herself from the wretched door to continue.
"Oh no, it works. Pony penises are a little bigger, but they fit. I prefer a nice strong Chital stag or especially an Olenian, but there's just so many more pony bucks in this city that it doesn't pay to be so... discriminating..."
Yes, Neela stands and talks as Kira is trapped in a door.
>>174863Posey does this as soon as Sasha is in condition to speak, if she ever is.
>>174886Oh noes indeed. Is this the end of our poor lamia's story? Is she doomed to perish and slowly decay in this accursed building while her tribe is slowly exterminated, waiting for a savior that never comes?
Oh, wait, all she needs to do is...and maybe tuck that away there, and...she's freed. Embarrassed, she continues on with her deer friend pretending like nothing had happened.
"You've had multiple mates? Have you had any fawns?
That's the name for them, right?"
>>174886Silver looks back at his hyena/gnoll friend, and smiles.
"What is it, Mala?"
>>174887>>174886Does Sasha survive the night?
>>174880Is it possible? Some creature so far from Celestia's light that it is immune to Amber's cuteness?
"I can't let you in without verifying that what you are asking for is possible."
>>174888Kira may move around to open the door with her hooves. Or more easily, contract and expand her body with muscle movements to try to slither through.
"Well yes, but.... No...."
Neela takes time to answer, perhaps distracted by Kira removing her tail from the door.
>>174891Amber frowns, her ears dipping.
"And how can you verify it? I need an identification and I have work within the hour." >>174890If she survives, I have questions to ask her before I decide whether or not to kill her.