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Hi overboard, sorry about the >rape.
So, apparently Torc needs to do somethin (according to Trump). But what the hell is it?
>>29896 →Get a shovel and a Gold prospector's shaker box!
>>29902Reeee! You made it this time
>>29899 →She can only barely pick-up non-knife objects.
"Tries to pic-up silver spoon*
*slips*
Her knife-wielding ability is an uncanny trait.
>>29903That was me replying to your smart ass remark with a reference to my earlier smart ass remark to balance it out
>>29905But don't Earth Ponies have dexterous hooves? In any event, 19 dexterity ought to do something
She could also bring in a husbands to help, you know
>>29906Now my brain hurts,
I guess Torc enjoys having nothing to do...
Nah that would be borring.
GM, gib drama
>>29905So Tracy is in her dungeon right now, tearing up dirt, and collecting everything she can find?
>>29903Where is Torcuil right now?
Is anyone in the tower ATM?
>>29907>dexterous hoovesNot really.. Their cartoonish abilities are rather inconsistent. They can always pic up items they're familiar with though.
>>29909Yes, to give Trump's faggot one less thing to complain about.
>>29909Because I went back with Tracy, I would have started in the Tower. But a Sparintenar delegation sounds important
>>29909Nah, he's probally just walkin out of the bar he and Infernius where at last night
>>29909Btw. We haven't seen that Ogre from the beginning in a long time. Where does he spend his days?
>>29912Oh yeah... You two were doing that while Tracy and Trumpaladin were playing Space Cowboy
>>29913That was the leader of the Tree Orcs Infernius enslaved
>>29911It does sound important. However, being in the tower you do hear some unusual sounds from the stable are, along with Trollestia very clearly and unmistakably saying:
"Um,"
>>29916Oh noes!
"Trollestia? What do you need?"
Oh wait? Is no one in the tower atm?
Oh god, oh god.
Fug this boring shit.
Tracy flies back to the tower like a fiery comet.
Fuck yeah I'm gonna corrupt these birds... Into perfect patriots
>>29920>>29921>meta gaming this hard>>29920But why though? She was clearly intent on searching every inch of the dungeon for buried treasure. I can't imagine why she would divert from that,....
Torc decides to head back to port barry to browse the markets.
Luckly he no longer needs a mount because of polymorph,
DRAGON TIME
>>29923I'll call her as soon as I have explained the Bill of a Rights and why (half of it) is so sacred to these young creatures
>>29922Don't you police me on meta-gaming.I had her sit on those eggs for two weeks, instead of killing commies and whatnot. I'm not about to let her miss this.>>29923She wasn't making very much progress picking them one-by-one, so she got bored and gave up.
>>29925>not starting with the declarationsmh
>>29926You can meta game better than THAT
>>29926I'll invite her in as soon as I can't handle it
>>29928Oh fuck. That's a good point.
>>29930You'll never be able to complain about me mega-gaming ever again
>>29931>mega gamingIs that like mega evolution in pokemon?
>>29927Would you shoot a dragon wearing a giant kilt?
>>29930I don't think so, I'm inclined she was pretty successful, kept finding piece after piece and was difficult to distract from her task.
>>29932#megagaming
>>29934So does Trollestia have anything important for me (or anyone)?
>>29933Agreed
>>29932What color dragon?
>>29934*makes hasty and deliberate efforts to speed the fuck up*
>>29933Rude
>>29934>Your Tracy's Cage-ite is reacting with your meta-braclet>animation>Your Tracy meta evolved into Meta Faggot>>29935Uh, based on his kilt and shit, a dark dark yellow
>>29936She's getting called in the moment it becomes obvious Trumpaladin doesn't have the animal handling skills to teach these younglings the pledge of allegiance
>>29938You bastard.. If she misses this, it'll break her heart
and mine. >>29939Alright, fine. She's getting called in the moment it's confirmed that what is happening is that the eggs are hatching
>>29939"Holy shit, something in the stables"
Is communicated over empathic link.
>>29941Hey! I said that would happen after it's known what is happening
>>29941*sounds of rocket launching, as Tracy speeds towards the stables, spurring
herself*
>>29941And obviously, Trumpaladin goes to Trollestia and the stables
*sonic boom*
*lands outside the stables, like a meteor*
*rushes in*
[worried hoers noises]
"What's wrong?! Are my babies fine?!"
>>29943I love that fucking sound
>waiting for confirmation that Tor hasn't been shot >>29946*beats you to it*
Already there
"Trollestia, what is it?"
T> "Banana?" (more awkward than normal face. A beak pokes through the top of one egg, while the other egg wiggles sideways and rolls on the floor. A shrill sound of "BEEEEEEEEEEP" can be heard issuing from the brokwn egg.
>>29950*shoves Troll aside and runs right up to egg*
"IT'S HAPPENING!"
>>29950Approach egg more closely, taking a banana from Trollestia as he approaches. What kind of beep?
>>29951Alright, Trumpaladin goes to the other egg
*hormonal tears streaming down face*
*room temperature rises rapidly*
>>29954They're warm blooded. Unnecessary!
[sobbing steamy pony noises]
>>29952I dunno, its like a bleat, except avian and giant-sized-infantile.
>>29954>steamThe egg that's already broken breaks a bit more, and though it goes against all evidence, a bird head peeks out.
*gasps*
*Stares straight at it, amazes
>>29960I now see it is homebrew...
You can sacrifice me to kek, I don't care anymore
Trump finds his face completely (though barely) enveloped in the mouth of this wee bird
Listen GM, I just wanna browse the markets.
Please, I at the very least want a compass
>>29961>Is too flushed and hormonal to respond like normal"~Teehee.. he's hungry..." she chuckles deliriously
>>29966*dumps out a broom-closet's worth of Elephant meat*
*grows to full size*
*begins pre-chewing*
>>29965Removes self carefully
>>29968You dumped that out for the dragon
>>29969She got more
*finishes chewing*
"Come here, birdie.." she whispers softly to the massive fuzzball
*offers Trump Angus Steak*
[1d20 = 5]>>29967Is that all? I thought you wanted to go random-magic-item shopping. Thats what the bazaar is btw.
You find lots of compasses.
>>29969B> Bite
The fallen-over egg begins to crack from strikes.
>stomach is slightly bloated with elephant
*pets birdie*
*giggles deliriously*
"So.. ~fluffy...!"
>>29973Well that too, but at the very least Torc wants a compass
He is gonna start map making so he knows where the hell everything is
>>29975>elephantWut?
>>29976Rocs eat elephants. Tracy wanted to raise them on a natural diet.
*gently pets bird while holding eye contact*
>>29975Um... Horses don't have crops. And they can't throw up except with extreme difficulty
>>29976We have Infernius's map though
>>29977Oh god no,
If you do what I think you're gonna do...
I'll be back in an hour >>29978Uh, horses biologically
cannot throw up, at all
And Torc wants his own map with notes and shit
>>29982You specifically stated she was in Nightmare form. And whatever may be the powers of a mud pony, a Nightmare is more like a normal horse.
>>29984What the hell is warhorse form? I'm definitely inclined to say THAT can't vomit
I'll back off if you just agree to stop the hiding cannibalism and shit [1d20 = 19]>>29984It doesn't take much insistence to be able to have a face get nommed, which could then be spewed into.
The one on the ground breaks out of the top and grapples Trump's leg.
>>29986>Someone is on my leg and it isn't TracyWell then
*Good thing my full plate armor includes a helmet*
>*sounds of muffled barfing and deflating pony*
*feeds baby bird*
*withdraws head* (because even birds gag when they do that shit)
"There, there.." she coos softly
*moves to fill stomach again and move on to birdie #2*
[happy pony noises]
*finishes chewing*
*nudges second bird's cheek*
>>29992>You quoted the lines from Cowboy Bebop said by a villian to a protagonist as part of an evil planThat makes the scene so much less nice
>>29994Like were you trying to make it have secret malevolent meaning?
Y'all are waitin' for the quads, aren't ya?
Claiming Trumpaladinfor Tracy.
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