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>>191036
>Some of our characters would rather die than abandon our mission
I am definitely not abandoning the airponies. I didn't come all this way for a paycut. I'm trying to raise an army.
Whatever it is, let's do it fast. Whatever advances the plot, let's do it.
>Some of our characters would rather die than abandon our mission
I am definitely not abandoning the airponies. I didn't come all this way for a paycut. I'm trying to raise an army.
Whatever it is, let's do it fast. Whatever advances the plot, let's do it.
>>191035
Maybe the plan that Silver keeps talking about but keeps getting ignored: bunker down, take cover in/near the airship, and prepare for a defensive battle. Silver and Black Heel will attempt to meet the Spetsnaz squad when they're spotted and convince them to turn around and let us get on with killing the Traveler. If we fail to do so and they attack, we defend ourselves using the airship as cover and the mounted machine gun to our advantage.
Maybe the plan that Silver keeps talking about but keeps getting ignored: bunker down, take cover in/near the airship, and prepare for a defensive battle. Silver and Black Heel will attempt to meet the Spetsnaz squad when they're spotted and convince them to turn around and let us get on with killing the Traveler. If we fail to do so and they attack, we defend ourselves using the airship as cover and the mounted machine gun to our advantage.
>>191038
Okay, let's go with Silver's plan
We hunker down, and then we play the waiting game for GM to advance the plot for us.
Posey looks for a suitable source of cover, preferably one she can be closer to the enemy without being in line of fire.
Okay, let's go with Silver's plan
We hunker down, and then we play the waiting game for GM to advance the plot for us.
Posey looks for a suitable source of cover, preferably one she can be closer to the enemy without being in line of fire.
>>191027
Silver looks back at Pine, deciding to speak up instead. "Мы знаем, что вы не предатель. Никто из вас не предатель. Нам просто нужно встретиться с ними лицом к лицу и, надеюсь, убедить их в этом. Эти солдаты, они напуганы так же, как и все мы. Они на грани."
He gives him a pat on the shoulder. "Мы все братья здесь, на этом острове. Если повезет, они прислушаются к голосу разума."
Silver looks back at Pine, deciding to speak up instead. "Мы знаем, что вы не предатель. Никто из вас не предатель. Нам просто нужно встретиться с ними лицом к лицу и, надеюсь, убедить их в этом. Эти солдаты, они напуганы так же, как и все мы. Они на грани."
He gives him a pat on the shoulder. "Мы все братья здесь, на этом острове. Если повезет, они прислушаются к голосу разума."
"Is everypony ready?"
>>191040
Rustling Pine has a look of genuine fear to him, of a sort that was not present on the precipice where Silver first encountered him. His fur stands up, as if it weren't already ragged and deshelled on top of a dirty Marine uniform.
"Эм, хорошо..."
He looks away, ears down and right hoof stood partly up.
With repetition to the last phrase, he says,
"Я надеюсь, что то, что ты говоришь, правда. Я действительно надеюсь, что это так. Я надеюсь, что то, что ты говоришь, правда..."
Rustling Pine has a look of genuine fear to him, of a sort that was not present on the precipice where Silver first encountered him. His fur stands up, as if it weren't already ragged and deshelled on top of a dirty Marine uniform.
"Эм, хорошо..."
He looks away, ears down and right hoof stood partly up.
With repetition to the last phrase, he says,
"Я надеюсь, что то, что ты говоришь, правда. Я действительно надеюсь, что это так. Я надеюсь, что то, что ты говоришь, правда..."
>>191044
Silver's look shifts further in the fatherly direction as he sees Pine's fearful look. "Что тебя беспокоит, солдат?"
Silver's look shifts further in the fatherly direction as he sees Pine's fearful look. "Что тебя беспокоит, солдат?"
We are in mountain terrain, so spot checks should begin at ~300 (4d10x10) feet away. Kira and Cavalier should stand guard, so that we see the GRU before they see us. If we spit then first, we get a surprise round, which may be enough to kill them.
>>191047
The plan, as far as I still know, is for Silver and Black Heel to go out to parlay with the soldiers while the rest of the group stays back in defensive positions.
The plan, as far as I still know, is for Silver and Black Heel to go out to parlay with the soldiers while the rest of the group stays back in defensive positions.
>>191049
I feel like y'all are selectively ignoring what I say, because I've mentioned that multiple times over the past many days.
I feel like y'all are selectively ignoring what I say, because I've mentioned that multiple times over the past many days.
>>191049
No, we are not shooting them. That might be a good idea if 1) Cavaliere and Kira weren't at death's door, 2) we didn't have a bunch of communists with us, and 3) Posey still had her dreads. As it is, we might as well try parlay and hope diplomacy rolls won't kill us.
As for Cavaliere, he will be hiding behind cover somewhere. I don't really care where.
No, we are not shooting them. That might be a good idea if 1) Cavaliere and Kira weren't at death's door, 2) we didn't have a bunch of communists with us, and 3) Posey still had her dreads. As it is, we might as well try parlay and hope diplomacy rolls won't kill us.
As for Cavaliere, he will be hiding behind cover somewhere. I don't really care where.
>>191055
Okay, I guess we will just wait for them to arrive then. Idk why that's better than simply running away now, but I won't contest the plan.
I have no other actions to declare, so I guess it's just GM's move for what comes next.
Okay, I guess we will just wait for them to arrive then. Idk why that's better than simply running away now, but I won't contest the plan.
I have no other actions to declare, so I guess it's just GM's move for what comes next.
I checked back in this thread after Stellaris became unfun and I finally got my dad to agree to travel with me, and it feels like a mistake
>>191055
He could hide inside of the airship and shoot out of the windows. He could hide behind the carriage and use it as cover. He could hide behind a rock formation south of the airship, or a rock formation north of the airship, or even physically above it, maybe use the envelope... But if it doesn't matter to you, I suppose it doesn't matter to me.
>>191056
>Idk why that's better than simply running away now
Because there isn't enough time to evacuate the wounded and possessed of the airponies, as well as rig explosives. Have you read anything posted by anyone over the past two weeks?
>>191050
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>>191056
Part of me feels life I need to ask clarifying questions like "Is Posey a part of the Parlay group or is she fortifying?" or "Are the NPCs being impressed into a defensive position?" or "Will there be any attempt to evacuate or to set a trap with explosives with the time bought by the parlay or is a ready defensive position going to be established instead?" But the greater part of me feels like if it doesn't matter to you, it shouldn't matter to me.
>>191055
He could hide inside of the airship and shoot out of the windows. He could hide behind the carriage and use it as cover. He could hide behind a rock formation south of the airship, or a rock formation north of the airship, or even physically above it, maybe use the envelope... But if it doesn't matter to you, I suppose it doesn't matter to me.
>>191056
>Idk why that's better than simply running away now
Because there isn't enough time to evacuate the wounded and possessed of the airponies, as well as rig explosives. Have you read anything posted by anyone over the past two weeks?
>>191050
>>191055
>>191056
Part of me feels life I need to ask clarifying questions like "Is Posey a part of the Parlay group or is she fortifying?" or "Are the NPCs being impressed into a defensive position?" or "Will there be any attempt to evacuate or to set a trap with explosives with the time bought by the parlay or is a ready defensive position going to be established instead?" But the greater part of me feels like if it doesn't matter to you, it shouldn't matter to me.
>>191060
>Have you read anything posted by anyone over the past two weeks?
Yes, I just get confused sometimes. It's been a busy two weeks.
>"Is Posey a part of the Parlay group or is she fortifying?"
Sure, I have the Charisma score and Charm abilities, so I may as well help. Silver will probably be needed to speak though.
>"Will there be any attempt to evacuate or to set a trap with explosives with the time bought by the parlay
This sounds like a good idea, but idk how it would work.
>But the greater part of me feels like if it doesn't matter to you, it shouldn't matter to me.
Whatever you feel is appropriate, GM.
>Have you read anything posted by anyone over the past two weeks?
Yes, I just get confused sometimes. It's been a busy two weeks.
>"Is Posey a part of the Parlay group or is she fortifying?"
Sure, I have the Charisma score and Charm abilities, so I may as well help. Silver will probably be needed to speak though.
>"Will there be any attempt to evacuate or to set a trap with explosives with the time bought by the parlay
This sounds like a good idea, but idk how it would work.
>But the greater part of me feels like if it doesn't matter to you, it shouldn't matter to me.
Whatever you feel is appropriate, GM.
>>191060
No, it does matter.
Silver and Black Heel are going to go parlay with the commies. While Posey's charming gaze ability is useful, I have doubts as to its effectiveness charming special forces wearing gas masks who can't speak any of her languages. The others are holding defensive positions using the airship and surrounding terrain as cover as we don't have the means to get them out in a timely manner, and we can't really set an explosive trap on something we're using actively as cover.
Also, Silver turns to Black Heel, asking him, "Do you think we should come up with cover story for my presence? Perhaps say I am part of attaché from Northern Tribes to keep eye on Chernobog and report back with any discoveries that are made?"
No, it does matter.
Silver and Black Heel are going to go parlay with the commies. While Posey's charming gaze ability is useful, I have doubts as to its effectiveness charming special forces wearing gas masks who can't speak any of her languages. The others are holding defensive positions using the airship and surrounding terrain as cover as we don't have the means to get them out in a timely manner, and we can't really set an explosive trap on something we're using actively as cover.
Also, Silver turns to Black Heel, asking him, "Do you think we should come up with cover story for my presence? Perhaps say I am part of attaché from Northern Tribes to keep eye on Chernobog and report back with any discoveries that are made?"
>>191062
>"Do you think we should come up with cover story for my presence? Perhaps say I am part of attaché from Northern Tribes to keep eye on Chernobog and report back with any discoveries that are made?"
"They will be unwilling to trust us no matter what we tell them, so there is no need to make up new stories. Just tell them that we are pirates who came to pillage this airship for items and take the airponies hostage, before the monsters started appearing and complicated our escape." Posey says
>"Do you think we should come up with cover story for my presence? Perhaps say I am part of attaché from Northern Tribes to keep eye on Chernobog and report back with any discoveries that are made?"
"They will be unwilling to trust us no matter what we tell them, so there is no need to make up new stories. Just tell them that we are pirates who came to pillage this airship for items and take the airponies hostage, before the monsters started appearing and complicated our escape." Posey says
Virgin Flame is scared awake by her own loud snoring. "Who let the pones out? Neigh. Neigh. Neigh-neigh!" she shouts as she just dreamt of being on stage with baggy clothes, rapin' off a sick freestyle. She rips her hooves free from the fat gluing her to the floor, like you might put pineapple on pizza. She tears through the cobwebs strung up between her ears and hammers out the spider nesting in her ear. She brushes off the moss grown on her coat.
Sees the bap before her. She grins wickedly and a tongue glazes up her lips.
>Rape ^^
Sees the bap before her. She grins wickedly and a tongue glazes up her lips.
>Rape ^^
>>191060
Cavaliere will stay inside the carriage to better avoid being spotted by any nosy scouts. He makes sure the griffons are inside, too.
Perhaps it would be best to set the explosives on the equipment in question, just in case. I don't think he would be the one to do it if it took a special skill check.
>>191070
Yay!
Cavaliere will stay inside the carriage to better avoid being spotted by any nosy scouts. He makes sure the griffons are inside, too.
Perhaps it would be best to set the explosives on the equipment in question, just in case. I don't think he would be the one to do it if it took a special skill check.
>>191070
Yay!
>>191079
>I don't think he would be the one to do it if it took a special skill check.
None of us has ranks in the demolitions skill, and GM has yet to call for it in this game. If any of us can do it, you can to.
>I don't think he would be the one to do it if it took a special skill check.
None of us has ranks in the demolitions skill, and GM has yet to call for it in this game. If any of us can do it, you can to.
>>191071
While I don't where the last post of our RP is, I do know where we cut off. The fash bat was about to give Zealot Pyre the info of where the rest of the statue's body is (so she can >Rape it instead). ^^
While I don't where the last post of our RP is, I do know where we cut off. The fash bat was about to give Zealot Pyre the info of where the rest of the statue's body is (so she can >Rape it instead). ^^
>>191100
This >>188329 → was the last post to Virgin Flame, which was evidently supposed to be followed by more.
This >>188329 → was the last post to Virgin Flame, which was evidently supposed to be followed by more.
>>191102
>>191100
She continues,
"This pony of interest was a dock worker - so many of the radicals are - and was presumably unemployed at around the time of the Revolt. A teller from the bank across the street who had been impressed into defending it identified a pony of his appearance as among those who had approached the Cathedral. One of his neighbors mentioned him leaving that morning. He seems to have a hatred for the Celestial Church. Some sort of personal issue. He was suspected to have committed other acts of vandalism against churches." She smiles. "Hard to blame him. He's living in the Eastside now, unloading trucks for a soda company at restaurants in the area. He has not caught our attention since, though he seems to have been arrested for public intoxication once."
She then pushes forward another manilla folder with her hoof,
"This is Goldmare. A yellow unicorn mare, below middle age. She went to University, and unfortunately never recovered from the experience. She was on the payroll of the unions as an 'administrator' at the time. She was suspected by the Baltimare PD investigator as having organized the vandalism of the cathedral and several other structures. This is based on evidence in other cases, but also a conversation overheard by a patron of a local diner between her and ponies unknown. She was not witnessed nearby the cathedral that day, but that doesn't mean she wasn't there. She has remained in our interest since then for... other reasons. She lives north of the city center in a rowhouse with her disabled mother."
She moves a final folder towards Virgin, and remarks
"Good luck with this one. This is Haymarket. Tan colored pegasus stallion. Young adult, would have been 21 at the time. He was seen by the teller walking towards the Cathedral, though the investigator speculates that Goldmare may have been mistaken for him at long distance, given their similar coats. But he was certainly in the area. A pony watching from her home saw him walking along the streets earlier that day. He did much more than that. He was seen building barricades for the revolt and is alleged to have stolen from the requisition offices of a company he once worked for.
We have nothing on him since the revolt. Nothing at all. This would usually be explained by him moving out of Baltimare, but his mother filed a missing pony report on him shortly after the revolt. He is believed to have died in the revolt, but you never know. His mother could be covering for him. He may have gone off with the money."
>>191100
She continues,
"This pony of interest was a dock worker - so many of the radicals are - and was presumably unemployed at around the time of the Revolt. A teller from the bank across the street who had been impressed into defending it identified a pony of his appearance as among those who had approached the Cathedral. One of his neighbors mentioned him leaving that morning. He seems to have a hatred for the Celestial Church. Some sort of personal issue. He was suspected to have committed other acts of vandalism against churches." She smiles. "Hard to blame him. He's living in the Eastside now, unloading trucks for a soda company at restaurants in the area. He has not caught our attention since, though he seems to have been arrested for public intoxication once."
She then pushes forward another manilla folder with her hoof,
"This is Goldmare. A yellow unicorn mare, below middle age. She went to University, and unfortunately never recovered from the experience. She was on the payroll of the unions as an 'administrator' at the time. She was suspected by the Baltimare PD investigator as having organized the vandalism of the cathedral and several other structures. This is based on evidence in other cases, but also a conversation overheard by a patron of a local diner between her and ponies unknown. She was not witnessed nearby the cathedral that day, but that doesn't mean she wasn't there. She has remained in our interest since then for... other reasons. She lives north of the city center in a rowhouse with her disabled mother."
She moves a final folder towards Virgin, and remarks
"Good luck with this one. This is Haymarket. Tan colored pegasus stallion. Young adult, would have been 21 at the time. He was seen by the teller walking towards the Cathedral, though the investigator speculates that Goldmare may have been mistaken for him at long distance, given their similar coats. But he was certainly in the area. A pony watching from her home saw him walking along the streets earlier that day. He did much more than that. He was seen building barricades for the revolt and is alleged to have stolen from the requisition offices of a company he once worked for.
We have nothing on him since the revolt. Nothing at all. This would usually be explained by him moving out of Baltimare, but his mother filed a missing pony report on him shortly after the revolt. He is believed to have died in the revolt, but you never know. His mother could be covering for him. He may have gone off with the money."
In anticipation for her next diplomacy check, Posey spritz herself with a bit of glitter and applies her makeup (powder, mascara, rouge). She does so expertly, in a motion so practiced it's clear that she's doing it without a mirror.
"I absolutely ADORE lead! Who knew that a humble byproduct in the production of silver could be so fabulous? Paint, makeup, powder, glitter, plates, sweeteners. White gold is simply divine."
She spritz some more glitter, now surrounded in an aura of mercury-infused microplastics.
"And this synthetic glitter is fabulous as well. The modern world brings so many new pleasure."
She takes a puff from her cigarette and blows a heart shaped smoke ring
"I absolutely ADORE lead! Who knew that a humble byproduct in the production of silver could be so fabulous? Paint, makeup, powder, glitter, plates, sweeteners. White gold is simply divine."
She spritz some more glitter, now surrounded in an aura of mercury-infused microplastics.
"And this synthetic glitter is fabulous as well. The modern world brings so many new pleasure."
She takes a puff from her cigarette and blows a heart shaped smoke ring
>>191104
Kira peaks her head out of a window in the airship, as she's hiding out of sight of the GRU for when they arrive. "Isn't lead, like, really super bad for you? I heard it seeps into your skin and travels along your blood to your brain where it makes you go crazy. I've heard that cities who built their sewage and water pipes out of lead have vastly worse crime rates and higher rates of mental disabilities than other cities."
Kira peaks her head out of a window in the airship, as she's hiding out of sight of the GRU for when they arrive. "Isn't lead, like, really super bad for you? I heard it seeps into your skin and travels along your blood to your brain where it makes you go crazy. I've heard that cities who built their sewage and water pipes out of lead have vastly worse crime rates and higher rates of mental disabilities than other cities."
>>191104
Blackheel shares in Posey's love of the gray metal
"By product of silver? Nyet! Lead is more important than silver. Paint. Batteries for cars. Soldering for electronics. And cars, trucks, and planes could not even move if not for the lead in gasoline. Haha, and of course bullets. Who could forget bullets?"
A pause, and
"Yes, many new things. Science ponies are good for some things sometimes. When they don't need bullets through them."
He smiles
>>191105
Starfire shakes his head,
"Oh no. The Ethyl company actually did a test, when people claimed their fuel additive was dangerous. The pony poured the lead additive over his legs to show that it is fine. It isn't higher than background levels of lead in the environment."
Blackheel:
"Nyet! Infrastructure is fine!"
Blackheel shares in Posey's love of the gray metal
"By product of silver? Nyet! Lead is more important than silver. Paint. Batteries for cars. Soldering for electronics. And cars, trucks, and planes could not even move if not for the lead in gasoline. Haha, and of course bullets. Who could forget bullets?"
A pause, and
"Yes, many new things. Science ponies are good for some things sometimes. When they don't need bullets through them."
He smiles
>>191105
Starfire shakes his head,
"Oh no. The Ethyl company actually did a test, when people claimed their fuel additive was dangerous. The pony poured the lead additive over his legs to show that it is fine. It isn't higher than background levels of lead in the environment."
Blackheel:
"Nyet! Infrastructure is fine!"
>>191105
>Isn't lead, like, really super bad for you?
We are in the early 20th century. Ponies in this era think that lead is a vitamin.
"Oh, quite the contrary. It does wonders for the skin, and the color is to die for." Posey replies
"You should try it some time. A little bit of makeup would really bring out your pretty scales."
>>191106
"Indeed. You have a pragmatic mind, Blackheel. Lead is more useful and beautiful than silver ever was." Posey says, with absolutely no vampiric bias in her speech
>Isn't lead, like, really super bad for you?
We are in the early 20th century. Ponies in this era think that lead is a vitamin.
"Oh, quite the contrary. It does wonders for the skin, and the color is to die for." Posey replies
"You should try it some time. A little bit of makeup would really bring out your pretty scales."
>>191106
"Indeed. You have a pragmatic mind, Blackheel. Lead is more useful and beautiful than silver ever was." Posey says, with absolutely no vampiric bias in her speech
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>>191107
With a grimace and a tilting of her head, Kira replies, "He poured lead over his legs? That seems...really dangerous and irresponsible. Like, you would do that just to keep up the use of lead in your gasoline? It makes you wonder what kind of motives he would have beyond just proving it's safe to risk such harm to himself."
To Posey specifically, Kira replies, "I'm not so sure I'd call lead more beautiful than silver. I mean, sure, it's shiny and all, but so is silver. And silver's definitely less poisonous than lead. Well, I mean, it's not totally non-poisonous, but you have to interact with an actual ton of silver for it to be properly harmful to you."
>>191107
With a grimace and a tilting of her head, Kira replies, "He poured lead over his legs? That seems...really dangerous and irresponsible. Like, you would do that just to keep up the use of lead in your gasoline? It makes you wonder what kind of motives he would have beyond just proving it's safe to risk such harm to himself."
To Posey specifically, Kira replies, "I'm not so sure I'd call lead more beautiful than silver. I mean, sure, it's shiny and all, but so is silver. And silver's definitely less poisonous than lead. Well, I mean, it's not totally non-poisonous, but you have to interact with an actual ton of silver for it to be properly harmful to you."
>>191108
"I never expected a tribal lamia to be so opinionated on the health effects of industrial metallurgy. This world is full of surprises. Where did you hear such a thing?"
"Lead is excellent for makeup. Besides, I am allergic to silver, so it may as well be poison to me. I made the mistake of using an imported silver leaf eyeliner one day, and I can only begin to describe the burning."
"I never expected a tribal lamia to be so opinionated on the health effects of industrial metallurgy. This world is full of surprises. Where did you hear such a thing?"
"Lead is excellent for makeup. Besides, I am allergic to silver, so it may as well be poison to me. I made the mistake of using an imported silver leaf eyeliner one day, and I can only begin to describe the burning."
>>191109
Kira: "Ohhhhhh, fair enough on the allergy. I'm sorry to hear that, allergies really suck." She lowers her head in reverence to the poor infirm mare before lifting her head back up. "I mean we're tribal, but we're not primitive, you know? We have miners, smiths, metallurgists...I'm not any of those, but you pick stuff up when you talk with the other castes. Plus we get all kinds of books on all manner of topics through trading with merchants who pass through our lands. It's why I speak Ponish so well, the clerics had so many books in Ponish in the collection that it was basically either learn the language or go without reading."
Kira: "Ohhhhhh, fair enough on the allergy. I'm sorry to hear that, allergies really suck." She lowers her head in reverence to the poor infirm mare before lifting her head back up. "I mean we're tribal, but we're not primitive, you know? We have miners, smiths, metallurgists...I'm not any of those, but you pick stuff up when you talk with the other castes. Plus we get all kinds of books on all manner of topics through trading with merchants who pass through our lands. It's why I speak Ponish so well, the clerics had so many books in Ponish in the collection that it was basically either learn the language or go without reading."
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>>191110
Cavaliere butts in.
"Regardless, I would prefer any application of lead to be away from me. Life is risky enough as it is, and many things have a capacity to be used to either create or destroy. Miss Kirafiki is quite right on her knowledge of heavy metals."
If nopony else is doing anything, Cavaliere will plant the scuttling charges on the radar and the engines, hooking them up a single signal which for now will be protected from accidentally going off. Then he will return to cover.
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>>191110
Cavaliere butts in.
"Regardless, I would prefer any application of lead to be away from me. Life is risky enough as it is, and many things have a capacity to be used to either create or destroy. Miss Kirafiki is quite right on her knowledge of heavy metals."
If nopony else is doing anything, Cavaliere will plant the scuttling charges on the radar and the engines, hooking them up a single signal which for now will be protected from accidentally going off. Then he will return to cover.
Is knowledge of lead poisoning public information in this decade? I was making a period joke.
>>191124
I think all the preparations have been made then.
>>191124
I think all the preparations have been made then.
>>191125
It depends on what you mean "public." It was known since ancient Greece that lead was toxic, and anyone who is well-educated in a modern setting would also recognize that fact. However, lead was still widely used because it was cheap, and the average person might be unaware. The Ethyl Corporation was aware of its toxicity and publicly lied to assuage concerns about leaded gasoline.
It depends on what you mean "public." It was known since ancient Greece that lead was toxic, and anyone who is well-educated in a modern setting would also recognize that fact. However, lead was still widely used because it was cheap, and the average person might be unaware. The Ethyl Corporation was aware of its toxicity and publicly lied to assuage concerns about leaded gasoline.
"Oh, that reminds me."
Posey produces her tiara from her satchel and polishes it gently, gazing at the white-gold metal in the evening light, basking in its horrible power.
"Such a lovely, exquisite color... I wonder if it contains any lead? It appears to be an allow of some kind. Sadly, I missed out on Arcane metallurgy at the academy. My tutors had other priorities..."
>>191126
>and anyone who is well-educated in a modern setting would also recognize that fact
Alright. Time to roll Knowledge (Earth & Life Sciences) to see if Posey is aware of the effects that lead has on mortals:
[1d20+3 = (1+3) = 4]
If this is a common knowledge check, the DC should be 10. If it's not common knowledge then I guess I can't use it untrained, unless it's an Alchemy check in which case Posey has the same mod.
Whether or not Posey knows about this, she would remain pro-lead because she's evil, lol. Also I love the poisonous white gold metaphor for her.
Posey produces her tiara from her satchel and polishes it gently, gazing at the white-gold metal in the evening light, basking in its horrible power.
"Such a lovely, exquisite color... I wonder if it contains any lead? It appears to be an allow of some kind. Sadly, I missed out on Arcane metallurgy at the academy. My tutors had other priorities..."
>>191126
>and anyone who is well-educated in a modern setting would also recognize that fact
Alright. Time to roll Knowledge (Earth & Life Sciences) to see if Posey is aware of the effects that lead has on mortals:
[1d20+3 = (1+3) = 4]
If this is a common knowledge check, the DC should be 10. If it's not common knowledge then I guess I can't use it untrained, unless it's an Alchemy check in which case Posey has the same mod.
Whether or not Posey knows about this, she would remain pro-lead because she's evil, lol. Also I love the poisonous white gold metaphor for her.
>>191108
Starfire:
"No, the point of the demonstration was to show the public that it isn't dangerous and irresponsible. The product that his... company sells. And makes money from..."
Starfire tilts his head to the left, letting his left ear flop down.
"Are you eating silver?"
He moves his head back up
"Anyways, don't drink gasoline. Or paint. Or silver."
>>191122
"Ha!" Blackheel turns his head to address Cavaliere
"Are you afraid of getting your claws dirty?" he has a sly smile and slightly tilts his head. "Progress comes through paint, batteries, and gasoline. Do you expect it always to smell nice?" He turns to walk off with Silver, but then looks back to Cavaliere to add, "I would have thought you become accustomed to bullets."
>>191124
"Hey, Griffin." A pony inside of the carriage, the white, wingless, hornless pony with a tunicate over his leg identified as Pinup Locker holds up a couple vials, offering them to Cavaliere.
"I see you've got pretty banged up. We have some extra potions in our med kit. These are more for cuts and external wounds. Not really what we have, but... You look like you need it."
Primed Well returns to his station at the gun.
>>191127
Lead is a darker grey. The tiara is obviously an alloy of gold and a white colored metal, most likely silver.
Starfire:
"No, the point of the demonstration was to show the public that it isn't dangerous and irresponsible. The product that his... company sells. And makes money from..."
Starfire tilts his head to the left, letting his left ear flop down.
"Are you eating silver?"
He moves his head back up
"Anyways, don't drink gasoline. Or paint. Or silver."
>>191122
"Ha!" Blackheel turns his head to address Cavaliere
"Are you afraid of getting your claws dirty?" he has a sly smile and slightly tilts his head. "Progress comes through paint, batteries, and gasoline. Do you expect it always to smell nice?" He turns to walk off with Silver, but then looks back to Cavaliere to add, "I would have thought you become accustomed to bullets."
>>191124
"Hey, Griffin." A pony inside of the carriage, the white, wingless, hornless pony with a tunicate over his leg identified as Pinup Locker holds up a couple vials, offering them to Cavaliere.
"I see you've got pretty banged up. We have some extra potions in our med kit. These are more for cuts and external wounds. Not really what we have, but... You look like you need it."
Primed Well returns to his station at the gun.
>>191127
Lead is a darker grey. The tiara is obviously an alloy of gold and a white colored metal, most likely silver.
>>191136
Kira: "No no, I don't...eat silver. It gets absorbed into the skin as you handle it. But no, none of us would drink/eat gasoline, paint, or silver. I don't think any of those would taste good, anyways..."
Kira: "No no, I don't...eat silver. It gets absorbed into the skin as you handle it. But no, none of us would drink/eat gasoline, paint, or silver. I don't think any of those would taste good, anyways..."
>>191136
"The GRU should be arriving any second now. Be ready." Posey says, staring off into the mist with a ready stance, her horn cracking with power and anticipation
"The GRU should be arriving any second now. Be ready." Posey says, staring off into the mist with a ready stance, her horn cracking with power and anticipation
The hillside remains veiled under thick, grey fog. But it moves slowly over the hill, portions vary in color, lighter or darker, corresponding to thicker and thinner portions of the cloud. The variations have an effect almost like being under water, watching the lighter and darker refractions of the sunlight on the sand in a shallow lagoon. But it is not by the visual senses alone that the hill draws comparison to being underwater. There are, to be sure, in a few blessed moments, the sounds of distant explosions or cracks, the former sometimes shaking the ground in miniature quakes. But between the explosions, the sound of silence takes over, only to remind the ponies that there is no silence at all. Though there is no sound in the slowly moving air, still in the mind of every creature present are two sounds that meet together. A high-pitched droning noise, like subjective tinnitus, and a muffled, constant reverb, like the sound of moving underwater.
Silver, Blackheel, and whomever joins them go forward. They doesn't make it far before the fog thins, and several figures can be seen. The black figures stop for a moment, and spread apart. Silver can see the edges of steel helmets, thick nylon flak jackets, the long wooden-encased barrels of rifles, and gasmasks that cover the muzzle and eyes. There is the sound of low whispers as they speak to each other, and move into three small groups of four.
Silver, Blackheel, and whomever joins them go forward. They doesn't make it far before the fog thins, and several figures can be seen. The black figures stop for a moment, and spread apart. Silver can see the edges of steel helmets, thick nylon flak jackets, the long wooden-encased barrels of rifles, and gasmasks that cover the muzzle and eyes. There is the sound of low whispers as they speak to each other, and move into three small groups of four.
>>191144
Through instincts, Silver's stance becomes a bit guarded, being surrounded by so many armed and not necessarily friendly ponies. Still, he manages to hold up a hoof to them and speak, "Товарищеские матчи, товарищеские матчи! Мы не одержимы!"
Through instincts, Silver's stance becomes a bit guarded, being surrounded by so many armed and not necessarily friendly ponies. Still, he manages to hold up a hoof to them and speak, "Товарищеские матчи, товарищеские матчи! Мы не одержимы!"
>>191144
Posey uses a readied actions to charm any creature that comes within 30 ft of her with her Gaze.
How close are they?
Posey uses a readied actions to charm any creature that comes within 30 ft of her with her Gaze.
How close are they?
>>191136
"Progress does not come without cost. When the costs are due to laziness, negligence, or deceit, I will take issue."
Cavaliere accepts the vials and passes one to Kira. "Thank you. We will need these for what comes ahead."
He stays hidden.
"Progress does not come without cost. When the costs are due to laziness, negligence, or deceit, I will take issue."
Cavaliere accepts the vials and passes one to Kira. "Thank you. We will need these for what comes ahead."
He stays hidden.
>>191145
Two groups of four start to come closer, while a third group of four remains a bit further behind.
Blackheel calls out,
"Я комиссар Черный Каблук дружбы и научной экспедиции на SSV-Кострома. Мои пони разбежались после мятежа, и... дела вышли из-под контроля. Нам нужна помощь."
A soldier replies,
"Уроните оружие!"
>>191146
At the earliest interaction (what is happening now) 100 feet away. They are moving closer, towards 60 feet.
Two groups of four start to come closer, while a third group of four remains a bit further behind.
Blackheel calls out,
"Я комиссар Черный Каблук дружбы и научной экспедиции на SSV-Кострома. Мои пони разбежались после мятежа, и... дела вышли из-под контроля. Нам нужна помощь."
A soldier replies,
"Уроните оружие!"
>>191146
At the earliest interaction (what is happening now) 100 feet away. They are moving closer, towards 60 feet.
>>191148
Silver continues to hold a hoof up, gesturing to the fog around them. "Находиться на этом острове без оружия — самоубийство. Чернобог может в любой момент призвать монстров, которые нападут на нас."
>>191149
Silver whispers to Posey such that the still somewhat distant ponies can't hear. "They made demand to drop our weapons."
Silver continues to hold a hoof up, gesturing to the fog around them. "Находиться на этом острове без оружия — самоубийство. Чернобог может в любой момент призвать монстров, которые нападут на нас."
>>191149
Silver whispers to Posey such that the still somewhat distant ponies can't hear. "They made demand to drop our weapons."
>>191150
They move closer
Speaking through a mask:
"Этот район находится под контролем ГРУ. Все неопознанные существа враждебны, если доказано обратное. Сложите оружие, и мы сможем доставить вас в безопасную зону на корабле. У нас есть оружие для вещей."
Blackheel, with more force:
"Я комиссар Черный Каблук. Я занимаю ранг в Коммунистической партии. Я требую, чтобы меня отвели к вашему командиру и вывезли с острова.
They move closer
Speaking through a mask:
"Этот район находится под контролем ГРУ. Все неопознанные существа враждебны, если доказано обратное. Сложите оружие, и мы сможем доставить вас в безопасную зону на корабле. У нас есть оружие для вещей."
Blackheel, with more force:
"Я комиссар Черный Каблук. Я занимаю ранг в Коммунистической партии. Я требую, чтобы меня отвели к вашему командиру и вывезли с острова.
>>191152
Silver tries to speak franticly enough to get the point across to the GRU ponies. "Слушай, я атташе Социалистического Зимнего Союза Свободных Северных Коммун. Меня послали вместе с посылкой, чтобы посмотреть, можно ли извлечь из нее что-нибудь полезное, и доложить о результатах. Она завладела разумом большинства членов экипажа, это верные солдаты и моряки, в чьих разумах вселился демон. Мы должны остановить и убить Чернобога, прежде чем он восстановит свои силы и двинется на материк!"
Will we require diplomacy checks?
Silver tries to speak franticly enough to get the point across to the GRU ponies. "Слушай, я атташе Социалистического Зимнего Союза Свободных Северных Коммун. Меня послали вместе с посылкой, чтобы посмотреть, можно ли извлечь из нее что-нибудь полезное, и доложить о результатах. Она завладела разумом большинства членов экипажа, это верные солдаты и моряки, в чьих разумах вселился демон. Мы должны остановить и убить Чернобога, прежде чем он восстановит свои силы и двинется на материк!"
Will we require diplomacy checks?
>>191168
I mean, now would be the time. I only need to yell at them to make them go away. No mutual language necessary.
I want to get past this encounter.
I mean, now would be the time. I only need to yell at them to make them go away. No mutual language necessary.
I want to get past this encounter.
Yeah... I am not waiting another week to resolve an encounter that can be done with a single charisma check.
Posey eventually catches on the the negotiations are not going her way, and gets progressively more agitated.
"A lift." she calls behind her expectantly
Monstrous rises from the pile of bones, the bony tip of its tail snaking out for Posey to hop onto, before raising her ~32 ft in the air, while its front end glares towards the GRU with a threatening rattle, its teeth dripping with corrupted ectoplasm.
Posey's horn crackles and sparks with malign, sanguine power, and her mane begins to stand on end as she whirls her cape, glaring down at the approaching GRU from her ghoulish perch. Her golden eyes blaze with a sickly yellow light, like a Jaguar in the moonlight, and she gnashes her fangs as they sprout from the roof of her mouth, putrid black icor bleeding around them. She draws her sword, its silver blade glimmering in the evening light. The bones on her armor rattle.
She shouts an order, not in their language, but clear enough that anypony should understand it (particularly the Bard, which I suspect knows multiple languages):
"BEGONE!!!"
[1d20+15 = (20+15) = 35]
Posey eventually catches on the the negotiations are not going her way, and gets progressively more agitated.
"A lift." she calls behind her expectantly
Monstrous rises from the pile of bones, the bony tip of its tail snaking out for Posey to hop onto, before raising her ~32 ft in the air, while its front end glares towards the GRU with a threatening rattle, its teeth dripping with corrupted ectoplasm.
Posey's horn crackles and sparks with malign, sanguine power, and her mane begins to stand on end as she whirls her cape, glaring down at the approaching GRU from her ghoulish perch. Her golden eyes blaze with a sickly yellow light, like a Jaguar in the moonlight, and she gnashes her fangs as they sprout from the roof of her mouth, putrid black icor bleeding around them. She draws her sword, its silver blade glimmering in the evening light. The bones on her armor rattle.
She shouts an order, not in their language, but clear enough that anypony should understand it (particularly the Bard, which I suspect knows multiple languages):
"BEGONE!!!"
[1d20+15 = (20+15) = 35]
>>191170
>20
KYAHAHAHAHAHAHA COWER IN FEAR YOU LITTLE WORMS!
[YouTube] Shrek- This is the part where you run away![]()
>20
KYAHAHAHAHAHAHA COWER IN FEAR YOU LITTLE WORMS!
[YouTube] Shrek- This is the part where you run away
>>191157
The pony speaks,
"Нет, бросьте оружие, и мы проведем вас к пляжу, откуда вас увезут с острова и поместят на карантин."
This last sentence ends somewhat abruptly as he looks up
>>191170
Perhaps Posey is disappointed by just how silently the whale skeleton swims through the cloud. Songless, it is seen before it is heard, and even then its yellow tinged grey is not so distinct from the grey mist.
One pony in the squad says "Что это?" and nudges the pony next to him, who looks up. The leader sees it, looks up, then down to Posey, then up to the looming mass, and then levels his weapon at it. Another pony follows suit, but several others moves back several steps
Then Posey says, "BEGONE"
The Soldiers tremble and flinch backwards, several again aiming their weapons at it. The lead pony moves a few steps back, and so all of the ponies behind him start to move even more steps back.
The lead pony takes a voice piece from a radio attached to the back of the pony next to him:
Voice trembling, he says into it
"У нас есть новое развитие на склоне холма. Огромный летающий монстр и некий маг. Нам нужно больше сил. Мы отступим и уйдем."
Then they all start walking backwards as best they can, increasing in speed, moving back down the hill. The more organized of them keep their weapons trained on the magician riding the bone whale, though the less organized move down the hill at a faster pace.
The pony speaks,
"Нет, бросьте оружие, и мы проведем вас к пляжу, откуда вас увезут с острова и поместят на карантин."
This last sentence ends somewhat abruptly as he looks up
>>191170
Perhaps Posey is disappointed by just how silently the whale skeleton swims through the cloud. Songless, it is seen before it is heard, and even then its yellow tinged grey is not so distinct from the grey mist.
One pony in the squad says "Что это?" and nudges the pony next to him, who looks up. The leader sees it, looks up, then down to Posey, then up to the looming mass, and then levels his weapon at it. Another pony follows suit, but several others moves back several steps
Then Posey says, "BEGONE"
The Soldiers tremble and flinch backwards, several again aiming their weapons at it. The lead pony moves a few steps back, and so all of the ponies behind him start to move even more steps back.
The lead pony takes a voice piece from a radio attached to the back of the pony next to him:
Voice trembling, he says into it
"У нас есть новое развитие на склоне холма. Огромный летающий монстр и некий маг. Нам нужно больше сил. Мы отступим и уйдем."
Then they all start walking backwards as best they can, increasing in speed, moving back down the hill. The more organized of them keep their weapons trained on the magician riding the bone whale, though the less organized move down the hill at a faster pace.
>>191170
>>191185
Silver looks over at Posey as all of this is happening, his ears pinned back. It appears even he, the experienced soldier and adventurer, is taken aback by the shear force of her intimidation. He glances over at the retreating soldiers, seeing them running away more or less at the little mare and her big skeleton whale and hearing their leader's call for assistance over the radio. Look back at Posey, he breaks the silence. "I supposed that will work to prevent this from turning into battle. I have bad feeling this will lead to further troubles down line, however. Let us return to airship, we need to get moving as soon as possible."
>>191185
Silver looks over at Posey as all of this is happening, his ears pinned back. It appears even he, the experienced soldier and adventurer, is taken aback by the shear force of her intimidation. He glances over at the retreating soldiers, seeing them running away more or less at the little mare and her big skeleton whale and hearing their leader's call for assistance over the radio. Look back at Posey, he breaks the silence. "I supposed that will work to prevent this from turning into battle. I have bad feeling this will lead to further troubles down line, however. Let us return to airship, we need to get moving as soon as possible."
Cavaliere, who has been observing this from afar, remarks. "They will be back in no time.
Come on, let's get everypony ready to go."
How are the injured ponies looking?
Come on, let's get everypony ready to go."
How are the injured ponies looking?
>>191185
Satisfied, Posey descends from her perch.
She takes a moment and grunts sharply as she fishes something from between her teeth, before spitting tossing it into the fog down the mountain (it's her fangs)
"That will last us about an hour. We need to find the missing airponies and withdraw from this site before then."
>>191186
"Indeed. We do not have very much time. Giddy up." She says
She turns to Kira
"Can you find the missing airponies?"
Satisfied, Posey descends from her perch.
She takes a moment and grunts sharply as she fishes something from between her teeth, before spitting tossing it into the fog down the mountain (it's her fangs)
"That will last us about an hour. We need to find the missing airponies and withdraw from this site before then."
>>191186
"Indeed. We do not have very much time. Giddy up." She says
She turns to Kira
"Can you find the missing airponies?"
>>191186
"Well, uh..." Blackheel drops his ears down
"Let us make haste"
>>191188
Cavaliere can't see most of what occurs, it being beyond the veil of mist. But he certainly can see Monstro, moving silently through the mist, and he can hear the conspicuous absence of gunshots.
Cavaliere is among the injured, but Pinup Locker can move on his own, the captain likely can as well, though he is not yet willing to talk, and the injured pony who was previously laying down is improved, but not able to move on his own. The enthralled ponies are still locked up.
>>191189
>>191188
>>191186
In the distance, likely the other side of the bay, a couple explosions, then a much larger explosion can be heard.
"Well, uh..." Blackheel drops his ears down
"Let us make haste"
>>191188
Cavaliere can't see most of what occurs, it being beyond the veil of mist. But he certainly can see Monstro, moving silently through the mist, and he can hear the conspicuous absence of gunshots.
Cavaliere is among the injured, but Pinup Locker can move on his own, the captain likely can as well, though he is not yet willing to talk, and the injured pony who was previously laying down is improved, but not able to move on his own. The enthralled ponies are still locked up.
>>191189
>>191188
>>191186
In the distance, likely the other side of the bay, a couple explosions, then a much larger explosion can be heard.
>>191194
"We could tie a few to the skeleton as a gondola...."
Posey suggests, although not confidently
"Did Dust's cure spells not allow them to walk? What is the severity of their damage"
"We could tie a few to the skeleton as a gondola...."
Posey suggests, although not confidently
"Did Dust's cure spells not allow them to walk? What is the severity of their damage"
>>191194
"We make one with two rods and a blanket. If we don't have rods we can just roll up the edges."
"We make one with two rods and a blanket. If we don't have rods we can just roll up the edges."
>>191195
"Let me check" He moves over to the injured pony, raises a hoof and, smack right on the pony's thigh, and a bit more than the thigh
"Up!"
The pony's eyes open, and he starts to get up, though obviously dazed.
"Can you hear me? We need to move. Walk if you can."
This pony is not very responsive, but darts his eyes at the other ponies in the room.
Pinup Locker says,
"I think he might be able to walk. Don't you have others?"
>>191196
"Yeah, I think I can find some rods in here. In the beds and also some of the pylons. They've fallen apart."
"Let me check" He moves over to the injured pony, raises a hoof and, smack right on the pony's thigh, and a bit more than the thigh
"Up!"
The pony's eyes open, and he starts to get up, though obviously dazed.
"Can you hear me? We need to move. Walk if you can."
This pony is not very responsive, but darts his eyes at the other ponies in the room.
Pinup Locker says,
"I think he might be able to walk. Don't you have others?"
>>191196
"Yeah, I think I can find some rods in here. In the beds and also some of the pylons. They've fallen apart."
"Did anypony pack a cure wand?" Posey calls out, with little confidence, silently regretting her apathy towards healing resources
>>191197
"I do not know, but get them moving. Make them hustle if you have to. We cannot afford to rest here. If they pass out from exhaustion at the Kostroma then so be it." she says, a bit coldly
>>191197
"I do not know, but get them moving. Make them hustle if you have to. We cannot afford to rest here. If they pass out from exhaustion at the Kostroma then so be it." she says, a bit coldly
>>191200
Kira: "Oh, I've already found them. There's a bat pony scent over by the...lighthouse...which is right next to where the 'gee are you' landed..." She slowly lowers her hoof. "...aw dangit..."
Kira: "Oh, I've already found them. There's a bat pony scent over by the...lighthouse...which is right next to where the 'gee are you' landed..." She slowly lowers her hoof. "...aw dangit..."
Is there anything else we need to work out before Kira leads us to the airponies?
>>191207
If that WERE the answer, it would be from GM, which I am not.
But, since we're here, allow me to suggest that incessant "Tend to me and my declared things/posts/dicerolls" are,... not conducive. What I mean is, imagine someone made an effort-post, which got buried under a whole bunch of "GM, I'm waiting on you". "GM, hurry the fuck up." and so on posts.
If you like, we can get into how one player observed and learned from this phenomena and exploited it, to everyone's chagrin, but yes; for now patience is the as-yet unlearned attribute
If that WERE the answer, it would be from GM, which I am not.
But, since we're here, allow me to suggest that incessant "Tend to me and my declared things/posts/dicerolls" are,... not conducive. What I mean is, imagine someone made an effort-post, which got buried under a whole bunch of "GM, I'm waiting on you". "GM, hurry the fuck up." and so on posts.
If you like, we can get into how one player observed and learned from this phenomena and exploited it, to everyone's chagrin, but yes; for now patience is the as-yet unlearned attribute
>>>/ooc/
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