The next big quest with everypony in it is coming soon (TM)
/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
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>>175054
There was one place where she met a diamond dog, and she was hoping to never have to recall it. She pretends nothing is wrong though and leads him to one of the high tables.
"I can get your hat for you if you'd like," she says, glancing at him briefly before pretending to show concern towards another customer.
There was one place where she met a diamond dog, and she was hoping to never have to recall it. She pretends nothing is wrong though and leads him to one of the high tables.
"I can get your hat for you if you'd like," she says, glancing at him briefly before pretending to show concern towards another customer.
>>175055
"Oh, no, -" He turns around, and says "Oh, he's here" and is soon joined by a pony - a dark red pegasus stallion with a casual shirt on. He walks up, looks over to Amber, and smiles.
"Oh, no, -" He turns around, and says "Oh, he's here" and is soon joined by a pony - a dark red pegasus stallion with a casual shirt on. He walks up, looks over to Amber, and smiles.
>>175056
Amber's heart sinks. "H-hi," she mumbles. "Here is your table, uh, a waiter will be with you shortly." She returns to her post, worried about what this could mean.
Amber's heart sinks. "H-hi," she mumbles. "Here is your table, uh, a waiter will be with you shortly." She returns to her post, worried about what this could mean.
>>175057
The stallion turns to Amber and addresses her
"Oh hey, I remember you!"
Then the diamond dog turns to him
"Oh, so that is the mare. She's rather young looking,"
"She's 18."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, she's 18. What, too young for you? You'd rather that mare that was like fifty?"
"Why do you keep hounding me about that?"
The two exchange laugh as they talk with each other
The stallion turns to Amber and addresses her
"Oh hey, I remember you!"
Then the diamond dog turns to him
"Oh, so that is the mare. She's rather young looking,"
"She's 18."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, she's 18. What, too young for you? You'd rather that mare that was like fifty?"
"Why do you keep hounding me about that?"
The two exchange laugh as they talk with each other
>>175058
She can't help but stare as she's being addressed. When the duo get more distracted, she gives the stallion a dirty look and snorts as she trudges off. With her luck Mustard will be angrily questioning her just from overhearing.
She can't help but stare as she's being addressed. When the duo get more distracted, she gives the stallion a dirty look and snorts as she trudges off. With her luck Mustard will be angrily questioning her just from overhearing.
>>175059
Red Scabbard: "Nice to see you filly. Didn't know you worked here. But we don't need to be seated, we're going to the bar."
Trakr: "The bar? No, I want to actually sit down for a while and eat. And not at the bar."
Red Scabbard: "You want food here? I thought we were going to Tiffany's"
Trakr: "No, let's eat here. The food here is good. It's like what I had growing up."
Red Scabbard: "Okay, let's go out side." He looks right at Amber "table for two outside"
Amber's not sure if or how he could have known that Mustard Trim has the outside section again. As for Mustard himself, well, he's on the other side of the bar right now, probably doing the job of bussing food himself.
Red Scabbard: "Nice to see you filly. Didn't know you worked here. But we don't need to be seated, we're going to the bar."
Trakr: "The bar? No, I want to actually sit down for a while and eat. And not at the bar."
Red Scabbard: "You want food here? I thought we were going to Tiffany's"
Trakr: "No, let's eat here. The food here is good. It's like what I had growing up."
Red Scabbard: "Okay, let's go out side." He looks right at Amber "table for two outside"
Amber's not sure if or how he could have known that Mustard Trim has the outside section again. As for Mustard himself, well, he's on the other side of the bar right now, probably doing the job of bussing food himself.
>>175062
There goes that excuse. She's not sure why anypony would want to be seated outside in the cold winter night, but it's not her job to protest. She gives them a table and hopes against hope that it somehow turns out alright.
There goes that excuse. She's not sure why anypony would want to be seated outside in the cold winter night, but it's not her job to protest. She gives them a table and hopes against hope that it somehow turns out alright.
>>175044
Sense Motive: Silver attempts to divine meaning from her unreadable facade.
[1d20+3 = (11+3) = 14]
Sense Motive: Silver attempts to divine meaning from her unreadable facade.
[1d20+3 = (11+3) = 14]
>>175044
Kira gulps, only imagining how badly that rice will stick in her throat.
"So, uh...do you cook?"
Kira gulps, only imagining how badly that rice will stick in her throat.
"So, uh...do you cook?"
>>175068
Don't worry Kira. You don't have to eat the rice. You have other food options in theory.
She continues just shoving items into the basket
"Yeah. Kind of. Sometimes. When I have to. Usually one deer will do the cooking, not usually me."
>>175067
The enigmatic kirin remains hard to read. Silver can, however, discern one thing: she wants something. Specifically from Silver.
Don't worry Kira. You don't have to eat the rice. You have other food options in theory.
She continues just shoving items into the basket
"Yeah. Kind of. Sometimes. When I have to. Usually one deer will do the cooking, not usually me."
>>175067
The enigmatic kirin remains hard to read. Silver can, however, discern one thing: she wants something. Specifically from Silver.
>>175069
Kira looks at the various items Neela grabs off of the shelves, interested in learning what it is exactly that the prey animals eat.
"What do you cook?
Kira looks at the various items Neela grabs off of the shelves, interested in learning what it is exactly that the prey animals eat.
"What do you cook?
>>175063
Amber gets some answer as to why when she sees they are loud, and intend to pony watch, commenting on a mare passing by. There's heaters and in any case the weather is better than over the weekend. Amber takes them to their seat, presumably, and walks past Mustard on the way back as he is moving plates of food.
>>175071
Kirin looks up at u
>>175070
Basics like flour and sugar, and a few tomato's and what have you.
"Well, I know a little about how to make the traditional dishes, like the pufe and galuski, but also a few equestrian foods like hayburgers." She answers
Amber gets some answer as to why when she sees they are loud, and intend to pony watch, commenting on a mare passing by. There's heaters and in any case the weather is better than over the weekend. Amber takes them to their seat, presumably, and walks past Mustard on the way back as he is moving plates of food.
>>175071
Kirin looks up at u
>>175070
Basics like flour and sugar, and a few tomato's and what have you.
"Well, I know a little about how to make the traditional dishes, like the pufe and galuski, but also a few equestrian foods like hayburgers." She answers
>>175072
She looks at Mustard and shakes her head in exasperation as she walks by, perhaps to warn him of how rowdy they can be. She is thankful that they are on the other side of the restaurant from her as she resumes her hostess duties.
She looks at Mustard and shakes her head in exasperation as she walks by, perhaps to warn him of how rowdy they can be. She is thankful that they are on the other side of the restaurant from her as she resumes her hostess duties.
>>175073
Amber does have the misfortune of overhearing the following:
Trakr:
"But did you? With her."
Red Scabbard:
"I'm not telling."
Trakr:
"Come on! What does that mean? Yes? No?"
Red Scabbard:
"Don't worry about it."
Trakr:
"She's not actually eighteen, is she?"
Thankfully Amber can't make out any more than that before she returns to her post.
Amber does have the misfortune of overhearing the following:
Trakr:
"But did you? With her."
Red Scabbard:
"I'm not telling."
Trakr:
"Come on! What does that mean? Yes? No?"
Red Scabbard:
"Don't worry about it."
Trakr:
"She's not actually eighteen, is she?"
Thankfully Amber can't make out any more than that before she returns to her post.
>>175074
Amber could strangle that stallion–if she knew how to do that with hooves, and if he wasn't a detective and under somewhat greater legal protection. She mulls over the unpleasant conversation she is bound to have with Mustard after work, and tries to think of different things to say that wouldn't make him more upset while protecting her own oath of silence. Of all the restaurants in Baltimare, and that playcolt had to stop at this one!
She looks to see how possible it might be to sneak into the kitchen.
Amber could strangle that stallion–if she knew how to do that with hooves, and if he wasn't a detective and under somewhat greater legal protection. She mulls over the unpleasant conversation she is bound to have with Mustard after work, and tries to think of different things to say that wouldn't make him more upset while protecting her own oath of silence. Of all the restaurants in Baltimare, and that playcolt had to stop at this one!
She looks to see how possible it might be to sneak into the kitchen.
>>175075
Amber could learn how to.
Sneaking into the kitchen is not very difficult. The only, or at least main chef is a lone stallion, and he pays less attention to Amber than that zebra did. There aren't that many customers coming in for Amber's absence to be noticed, the waiters regularly come up to the kitchen, and one entrance is near the bathrooms. The only difficulty is that Amber would have to pass near Salt Mixer on either side of the bar.
Amber could learn how to.
Sneaking into the kitchen is not very difficult. The only, or at least main chef is a lone stallion, and he pays less attention to Amber than that zebra did. There aren't that many customers coming in for Amber's absence to be noticed, the waiters regularly come up to the kitchen, and one entrance is near the bathrooms. The only difficulty is that Amber would have to pass near Salt Mixer on either side of the bar.
>>175077
Amber could time it to wait until Salt Mixer is distracted, or perhaps, like Amber is going to the bathroom.
Amber could time it to wait until Salt Mixer is distracted, or perhaps, like Amber is going to the bathroom.
>>175078
She chances it to see if Salt Mixer will be distracted right when Mustard is coming back with the order; otherwise, she will ask to get a drink of water from the kitchen (so as to not interrupt her).
She chances it to see if Salt Mixer will be distracted right when Mustard is coming back with the order; otherwise, she will ask to get a drink of water from the kitchen (so as to not interrupt her).
>>175079
So long as Amber is willing to wait for possibly several trips by Mustard to the kitchen, this is guaranteed to eventually be successful.
So long as Amber is willing to wait for possibly several trips by Mustard to the kitchen, this is guaranteed to eventually be successful.
>>175080
Why rush a good plan? The perfect is the enemy of the good, or so somepony said; she's not sure who. Amber is not a vengeful mare by nature but Red Scabbard has caused enough grief for her.
Why rush a good plan? The perfect is the enemy of the good, or so somepony said; she's not sure who. Amber is not a vengeful mare by nature but Red Scabbard has caused enough grief for her.
>>175072
Kira giggles at pufe and galuski, believing them to be very silly words. At hayburgers, she tilts her head. "Hayburgers? Those don't actually have hay in them, right?"
Kira giggles at pufe and galuski, believing them to be very silly words. At hayburgers, she tilts her head. "Hayburgers? Those don't actually have hay in them, right?"
>>175081
Kek
Roll hide for any specific approach. Or bluff if she wishes to be pretending to get water, helping in bussing or what have you.
>>175084
It may
>>175082
squeaky
kylan is hugged
The soft fur and general feel of the kylan is a bit blunted by the separation of the clothing. Her tail moves side to side, and Silver can hear - he can feel - her purr.
>>175083
"Well, yes. Sometimes it's alfalfa, or some other fiber."
Kek
Roll hide for any specific approach. Or bluff if she wishes to be pretending to get water, helping in bussing or what have you.
>>175084
It may
>>175082
squeaky
kylan is hugged
The soft fur and general feel of the kylan is a bit blunted by the separation of the clothing. Her tail moves side to side, and Silver can hear - he can feel - her purr.
>>175083
"Well, yes. Sometimes it's alfalfa, or some other fiber."
>>175085
D'awwwwwww. Silver might not know why Khoi has decided to be so affectionate, but he's gonna take advantage of the situation. He gives her a friendly squeeze, and even tries stroking her back scales like petting a cat.
D'awwwwwww. Silver might not know why Khoi has decided to be so affectionate, but he's gonna take advantage of the situation. He gives her a friendly squeeze, and even tries stroking her back scales like petting a cat.
>>175088
Somehow, it seems lewd to do so, but Silver does just that to get full hoof-to-scale contact petting action.
Somehow, it seems lewd to do so, but Silver does just that to get full hoof-to-scale contact petting action.
>>175089
purr
Silver undresses the kylan, and can feel those smooth scales that move in as he pets, and reflect light slightly differently as they move with the movement of his hoof. Silver may also have access now to her chest floof, and possibly even her belly.
purr
Silver undresses the kylan, and can feel those smooth scales that move in as he pets, and reflect light slightly differently as they move with the movement of his hoof. Silver may also have access now to her chest floof, and possibly even her belly.
>>175088
"But it's not like rice or wheat where you eat the grains from the plant, it's just like eating like, well, a grazer!"
"But it's not like rice or wheat where you eat the grains from the plant, it's just like eating like, well, a grazer!"
>>175090
Silver uses his other hoof to play with her chest floof, no doubt the softest part of her body. It's so unlike his own floofy body, as hers is almost like an extension of her mane.
Silver uses his other hoof to play with her chest floof, no doubt the softest part of her body. It's so unlike his own floofy body, as hers is almost like an extension of her mane.
>>175093
Silver continues to play with his kirin, one forehoof stroking her back scales as the other plays around with her chet floof, twirling it and fluffing it and overall just taking the moment to examine it and appreciate this very unique opportunity.
Silver continues to play with his kirin, one forehoof stroking her back scales as the other plays around with her chet floof, twirling it and fluffing it and overall just taking the moment to examine it and appreciate this very unique opportunity.
>>175093
Kira scrunches, and her tongue flicks out. "I dunno, it just seems weird to eat hay and stuff. Like it's something an animal would do." She looks around her at the store. "Especially when you have such a wide variety of options available for food."
Kira scrunches, and her tongue flicks out. "I dunno, it just seems weird to eat hay and stuff. Like it's something an animal would do." She looks around her at the store. "Especially when you have such a wide variety of options available for food."
[dead horse noises]
>>175085
She hugs the wall to minimize her visibility as she approaches the kitchen, hopefully while Salt Mixer is not looking.
[1d20+2 = (11+2) = 13]
She hugs the wall to minimize her visibility as she approaches the kitchen, hopefully while Salt Mixer is not looking.
[1d20+2 = (11+2) = 13]
>>175000
Does this include the cheese in the fridge, and if so, how?
(not so secretly wanting villain, with option to redeem as antihero. Some loki shit, but different specifics)
Does this include the cheese in the fridge, and if so, how?
(not so secretly wanting villain, with option to redeem as antihero. Some loki shit, but different specifics)
>>175098
Maybe
For a bit more clarity, the specific quest in mind is one with the following premise: the New Mareland Navy is contracting mercenaries to try to rescue the crew of a an airship that crashed while following a Stalliongrad Freighter in the rocky sea up north, on a deserted island that is disputed territory between three nations. I feel like you have something a bit different in mind. Feel free to share here or in the comments
>>175096
The last post for Posey was the first part of >>174963 →
>>175094
purr
The floof is long, and directed away from her body. She almost feels like a fluffy pillow, and she puffs it out like she's proud of it, or likes it being fondled.
>>175095
I don't think I've included it before, but paprika is among the spices available, and Neela picked some up independently of Kira.
Neela's ears go down, then back up, and she places all four legs firmly down.
"Normal creatures eat clover, rye, alfalfa, lettuce and so on. I mean, sure, griffins don't but... Most creatures do. We do. It's nice and fibrous. Not everything has to be baked and boiled."
Maybe
For a bit more clarity, the specific quest in mind is one with the following premise: the New Mareland Navy is contracting mercenaries to try to rescue the crew of a an airship that crashed while following a Stalliongrad Freighter in the rocky sea up north, on a deserted island that is disputed territory between three nations. I feel like you have something a bit different in mind. Feel free to share here or in the comments
>>175096
The last post for Posey was the first part of >>174963 →
>>175094
purr
The floof is long, and directed away from her body. She almost feels like a fluffy pillow, and she puffs it out like she's proud of it, or likes it being fondled.
>>175095
I don't think I've included it before, but paprika is among the spices available, and Neela picked some up independently of Kira.
Neela's ears go down, then back up, and she places all four legs firmly down.
"Normal creatures eat clover, rye, alfalfa, lettuce and so on. I mean, sure, griffins don't but... Most creatures do. We do. It's nice and fibrous. Not everything has to be baked and boiled."
>>175100
If you need to keep it secret... maybe. Or just message me on discord
>>175097
Makes me think of https://youtu.be/YccozjEe9f4
Amber is successful, as Salt Mixer turns back to make a drink. It helps that Amber is almost the same color scheme as Mustard Trim, and not very far from Cream Pop, and therefore could be confused for them if only viewed from the periphery
If you need to keep it secret... maybe. Or just message me on discord
>>175097
Makes me think of https://youtu.be/YccozjEe9f4
Amber is successful, as Salt Mixer turns back to make a drink. It helps that Amber is almost the same color scheme as Mustard Trim, and not very far from Cream Pop, and therefore could be confused for them if only viewed from the periphery
>>175103
Then Posey begins interrogating her as soon as she in in condition to answer questions.
She prepares for this my attending to her mane and making sure her only black cape is well cleaned. She sharpens her implements and polishes her jewelry as she prepares to question the dog.
She enters Sasha's chambers, failing to resist the urge to habitually knock before she quickly invites herself in, walking inside with a flutter of her cape, her golden eyes glowing with their sharp predatory aura, as her entropic aura tangibly sucks the energy out of the room with an ominous chill.
"And so we meet again, bitch." She says
Behind her, the Dreads, animated from the severed arms of the diamond dogs, guard the exit behind her, brandishing her magic sword and polearms.
"It appears that you've survived your stay so far. I'll have to extend my thanks to Baka."
Then Posey begins interrogating her as soon as she in in condition to answer questions.
She prepares for this my attending to her mane and making sure her only black cape is well cleaned. She sharpens her implements and polishes her jewelry as she prepares to question the dog.
She enters Sasha's chambers, failing to resist the urge to habitually knock before she quickly invites herself in, walking inside with a flutter of her cape, her golden eyes glowing with their sharp predatory aura, as her entropic aura tangibly sucks the energy out of the room with an ominous chill.
"And so we meet again, bitch." She says
Behind her, the Dreads, animated from the severed arms of the diamond dogs, guard the exit behind her, brandishing her magic sword and polearms.
"It appears that you've survived your stay so far. I'll have to extend my thanks to Baka."
>>175105
>>175104
The bitch is propped up against the wall, sitting upright with the wall behind her. She looks better than before, not having visible sweating. However, her breathes are still hard and fast. This may be the result of illness, but it could be fear. She looks at Posey with somewhat angry eyes and does not speak in reply.
>>175104
The bitch is propped up against the wall, sitting upright with the wall behind her. She looks better than before, not having visible sweating. However, her breathes are still hard and fast. This may be the result of illness, but it could be fear. She looks at Posey with somewhat angry eyes and does not speak in reply.
>>175106
>sweating
Do Diamond dogs normally sweat?
>She looks at Posey with somewhat angry eyes and
As soon as eye contact is made, Posey attempts to charm her with her gaze.
DC 19 Will
"I'll spare the nonsense with you, Sasha. I would like you to know that you are fortunate more fortunate than you may feel for the fact that you are breathing right now. Despite that, you and I find ourselves at an impass. You've witnessed a number of things that few would live to tell the tale of: you've seen my forces in battle, you've witnessed my magic, and you've even found yourself sitting here in my hideout. Protocols from my superiors say that I should eliminate you, but I am deciding to give you a chance to vouch for your own life, and see if your luck takes you any further." Posey says
"So, let's get to know each other. Who are you, exactly?"
>sweating
Do Diamond dogs normally sweat?
>She looks at Posey with somewhat angry eyes and
As soon as eye contact is made, Posey attempts to charm her with her gaze.
DC 19 Will
"I'll spare the nonsense with you, Sasha. I would like you to know that you are fortunate more fortunate than you may feel for the fact that you are breathing right now. Despite that, you and I find ourselves at an impass. You've witnessed a number of things that few would live to tell the tale of: you've seen my forces in battle, you've witnessed my magic, and you've even found yourself sitting here in my hideout. Protocols from my superiors say that I should eliminate you, but I am deciding to give you a chance to vouch for your own life, and see if your luck takes you any further." Posey says
"So, let's get to know each other. Who are you, exactly?"
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