A new Role-playing game, using mechanics from DnD 3.5, and the Universe of My Little Pony and the My Little Pony based mod for Hearts of Iron 4, Equestria at War. The setting is an industrialized Equestria after the nation has been split between The Changeling Empire and former Equestrian colony.
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"There she goes." Iron said. The gambler had to get up to relay the info Cauldron. As he waits, he decides to drag the mattress near the balcony door to set up his escape.
>>68661
Well, only option I see is to intimidate the gambler to spill the beans and all. I don't have incriminating evidence of the sort to pin him of illegal gambling.
Well, only option I see is to intimidate the gambler to spill the beans and all. I don't have incriminating evidence of the sort to pin him of illegal gambling.
>>68663
Cauldron yells up from the ground. Whispers loudly, anyways
"If he chooses to tell police that he was accosted for money, they'll understand quickly he was doing something to get that debt. Have faith, and get out of there before someone sees you"
Cauldron yells up from the ground. Whispers loudly, anyways
"If he chooses to tell police that he was accosted for money, they'll understand quickly he was doing something to get that debt. Have faith, and get out of there before someone sees you"
[1d20+7 = 17]
>>68667
I was expecting to get stuck on the window for some reason
Iron jumps from the window to the crate below.
>>68667
I was expecting to get stuck on the window for some reason
Iron jumps from the window to the crate below.
>>68666
Pretty lucky listen. You heard a small list of places communists intend to go to, although starting almost immediately. One in midtown in a hotel, one west in an official's home, one in a manufactury near the docks, and one south in a sugar mill
Pretty lucky listen. You heard a small list of places communists intend to go to, although starting almost immediately. One in midtown in a hotel, one west in an official's home, one in a manufactury near the docks, and one south in a sugar mill
>>68669
Oh he damn near got stuck, but is able to fall and hit the ground with his hind legs before falling on his back
Cauldron: "Now come on"
Oh he damn near got stuck, but is able to fall and hit the ground with his hind legs before falling on his back
Cauldron: "Now come on"
>>68675
Iron nodded, closing the distance between him and Cauldron "I have had worse at my tribe. I can continue with the job."
Iron nodded, closing the distance between him and Cauldron "I have had worse at my tribe. I can continue with the job."
IRL I will stop. Need sleep In-game I just let the zebra wrap me in bandages and continue work. The encounter can wait until midday without a sacrifice in-game, right?
>>68685
"iw was one of the most amazing experiences of my life, its like waking up for the first time."
Bluff
*What Does this pony look like?*
"iw was one of the most amazing experiences of my life, its like waking up for the first time."
Bluff
*What Does this pony look like?*
[1d20+6 = 13]
>>68540
I would like to roll Knowledge (Religion) to see if I recall any useful facts about this "Restorationist" faction, and the central government's attitude towards them.
>>68540
I would like to roll Knowledge (Religion) to see if I recall any useful facts about this "Restorationist" faction, and the central government's attitude towards them.
>>68698
Ah
Laundry doesn't do itself. All those habits need to be washed every day (which is why most ponies don't wear them).
Unicorns are lucky, they can just cast Prestidigitation to wash their things.
Ah
Laundry doesn't do itself. All those habits need to be washed every day (which is why most ponies don't wear them).
Unicorns are lucky, they can just cast Prestidigitation to wash their things.
>>68695
But on that note, Int is a pretty god-tier stat for any class with more than 2 skills. It's basically your IQ stat, and determines how versitile your character is going forward.
My previous characters have been a Rogue, a Bard, and a high-Int Artificer, so i:'ve never been wanting skillpoints before.
I guess it's not my Niche though; I'll just put all my points into class-specific skills like knowledge (religion), Spellcraft and Heal, and let the rest of the party handle the intensive skillwork (once we meet up).
It's nice that Driuds get 4 skillpoints per level though, although they don't get Knowledge (Arcana) like Clerics do.
But on that note, Int is a pretty god-tier stat for any class with more than 2 skills. It's basically your IQ stat, and determines how versitile your character is going forward.
My previous characters have been a Rogue, a Bard, and a high-Int Artificer, so i:'ve never been wanting skillpoints before.
I guess it's not my Niche though; I'll just put all my points into class-specific skills like knowledge (religion), Spellcraft and Heal, and let the rest of the party handle the intensive skillwork (once we meet up).
It's nice that Driuds get 4 skillpoints per level though, although they don't get Knowledge (Arcana) like Clerics do.
[1d20 = 8]
>>68688
Hmmm....
She's an Earth pony of a kind of light lavender color, with a yellowish mane you could call "blonde."
>>68694
The Restorationist faction is ponies of a more or less conservative bend who want to go back to the status quo ante bellum, where Equestria was an independent nation under alicorn rule. Basically the essence of the doctrine is the restoration of the Diarchy. The Central Government, for it's part has claimed to be entering negotiations for a release of the princesses from their captivity. The government has strongly condemned all instability caused by restorationists, and has generally snubbed restorationists in favor of Black Hooves affiliates when it comes to appointments for offices in the autonomous regions
[Read more] >>68688
Hmmm....
She's an Earth pony of a kind of light lavender color, with a yellowish mane you could call "blonde."
>>68694
The Restorationist faction is ponies of a more or less conservative bend who want to go back to the status quo ante bellum, where Equestria was an independent nation under alicorn rule. Basically the essence of the doctrine is the restoration of the Diarchy. The Central Government, for it's part has claimed to be entering negotiations for a release of the princesses from their captivity. The government has strongly condemned all instability caused by restorationists, and has generally snubbed restorationists in favor of Black Hooves affiliates when it comes to appointments for offices in the autonomous regions
>>68701
Hmmmmm, I have a hunch that the central government might not be so eager (or capable) to release the princesses as they claim to be.
Hmmmmm, I have a hunch that the central government might not be so eager (or capable) to release the princesses as they claim to be.
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Oh, and one more thing:
Do the Sisters pray in the morning, evening, or both?
I need to designate a time/event at which I prepare my spells, and I would prefer to join them in in their practices for as long as Sister Ash remains at the orphanage.
Do the Sisters pray in the morning, evening, or both?
I need to designate a time/event at which I prepare my spells, and I would prefer to join them in in their practices for as long as Sister Ash remains at the orphanage.
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>>68702
That’s pretty easy to do when Chrystalis has all 4 of them
>>68710
They pray in morning and evening, and sometimes just when they can. The more formal and serious session seems to be in the morning, lasting an hour and conducted in a language that seems to be other than ponish
>>68707
“Things he couldn’t say in public”
>>68711
>>68711
Well, I’m away from my laptop, so I’m a bit limited in what I am able to do right now.
[Read more] That’s pretty easy to do when Chrystalis has all 4 of them
>>68710
They pray in morning and evening, and sometimes just when they can. The more formal and serious session seems to be in the morning, lasting an hour and conducted in a language that seems to be other than ponish
>>68707
“Things he couldn’t say in public”
>>68711
>>68711
Well, I’m away from my laptop, so I’m a bit limited in what I am able to do right now.
>>68713
Alright.
From this point on, Sister Ash will make her prayers in the morning with her fellows, preparing her spells as the sun rises.
Alright.
From this point on, Sister Ash will make her prayers in the morning with her fellows, preparing her spells as the sun rises.
[nun noises]
And we're back!
>>68715
Black Cauldron gets back onto the route of collections to make. Two more collections are made in different apartments that go more or less without incident. A stallion who saw Iron's wound seemed to be somewhat intimidated by it, as if it brought awareness of the severity of the situation.
The next collection does not take place in a multi-family unit, but at a single family residence. As you walk through the neighborhood it is dark and the homes seem to be small units of a sort of "shotgun" style with small lawns in what seems to be a working class neighborhood. The unit that Black Cauldron stops at has a particularly unkept lawn, and no lights are on. She knocks on the door. She knocks on the door again. And a third time.
"I know you're in there"
After probably two minutes, she finally gets a response. "I'm not opening that door"
>>68716
"Wait until we get there. It's a meeting of sorts
When you approach the home you see a home that is white with pillars on the front yard. It's a colonial style, almost like a plantation house. Of course it isn't on a plantation, but a two acre property in a residential neighborhood in town. "Here it is. I think we will meet in his library"
[Read more] >>68715
Black Cauldron gets back onto the route of collections to make. Two more collections are made in different apartments that go more or less without incident. A stallion who saw Iron's wound seemed to be somewhat intimidated by it, as if it brought awareness of the severity of the situation.
The next collection does not take place in a multi-family unit, but at a single family residence. As you walk through the neighborhood it is dark and the homes seem to be small units of a sort of "shotgun" style with small lawns in what seems to be a working class neighborhood. The unit that Black Cauldron stops at has a particularly unkept lawn, and no lights are on. She knocks on the door. She knocks on the door again. And a third time.
"I know you're in there"
After probably two minutes, she finally gets a response. "I'm not opening that door"
>>68716
"Wait until we get there. It's a meeting of sorts
When you approach the home you see a home that is white with pillars on the front yard. It's a colonial style, almost like a plantation house. Of course it isn't on a plantation, but a two acre property in a residential neighborhood in town. "Here it is. I think we will meet in his library"
[1d20+3 = 6]
Rolling to wash dishes after dinner.
Rolling to wash dishes after dinner.
>>68546
>>68559
The pink mare and the stallion seem a bit confused, but finally say "Alright, that is all the questions we have for you right now." They start to get up, and signal that you can get up. The black uniformed Earth pony says
"Before we can release him, there's one thing we have to do first. Especially seeing as he has no papers on him."
He stands up and moves in front of Onyx. He takes out from his pocket a small flashlight and turns it on.
He looks over to the others and says "assume a ready position." They stand up and move more closely, and then take out batons.
"Alright, now look at me."
He looks into Onyx's eyes, and seems a little perplexed
"This clouded eye, I'm guessing you can see with it?"
>>68726
>>68725
"Ponies of culture and taste often do. They collect books from around the world and enrich their knowledge in their free time"
>>68726
>>68728
A sister approaches Ash
"We thank you for your help sister Ash, but maybe washing dishes and cleaning tables isn't your calling"
[Read more] >>68559
The pink mare and the stallion seem a bit confused, but finally say "Alright, that is all the questions we have for you right now." They start to get up, and signal that you can get up. The black uniformed Earth pony says
"Before we can release him, there's one thing we have to do first. Especially seeing as he has no papers on him."
He stands up and moves in front of Onyx. He takes out from his pocket a small flashlight and turns it on.
He looks over to the others and says "assume a ready position." They stand up and move more closely, and then take out batons.
"Alright, now look at me."
He looks into Onyx's eyes, and seems a little perplexed
"This clouded eye, I'm guessing you can see with it?"
>>68726
>>68725
"Ponies of culture and taste often do. They collect books from around the world and enrich their knowledge in their free time"
>>68726
>>68728
A sister approaches Ash
"We thank you for your help sister Ash, but maybe washing dishes and cleaning tables isn't your calling"
>>68729
The Kirin mare shrugs defeatedly
"Where I come from, ceramic plates are only used on special occasions.."
The Kirin mare shrugs defeatedly
"Where I come from, ceramic plates are only used on special occasions.."
Brie continues to clean tables and floors, watching Ms. Prancer and co. out of the corner of his eye but otherwise neither interacting nor engaging anyone, memorizing her residence and contemplating what the bartender said.
>>68732
"..At the monastary where I trained, we did not possess so many things of practical value.. We were taught that material luxuries, like china, were mere distractions from our meditation..
For what little that we ate, we cooked wrapped in java leaves, and ate off of them without much zeal..."
She trails off
"..It was a simple life. A life with little for company but my elders and the trees.."
"..At the monastary where I trained, we did not possess so many things of practical value.. We were taught that material luxuries, like china, were mere distractions from our meditation..
For what little that we ate, we cooked wrapped in java leaves, and ate off of them without much zeal..."
She trails off
"..It was a simple life. A life with little for company but my elders and the trees.."
>>68731
>>68734
>>68732
A pony comes through a door in an area on the far right with tables and open windows. She says "I'm sure many of you have already met the stallion who is about to speak. But this is hardly a lecture. When the worker's state is established, it will be ruled by a workers council chosen directly from the ponies. In the struggle that is to come, you all will play a direct role, and so your input is valued. Now, the pony here has played a direct role in what has been accomplished so far in our city, but as you all know there is much more that needs to be done, and he shall shed some light on that. I introduce to you now the director of the Health and Equine Services Department of Baltimare: Affordable Care
Affordable Care walks into the room. he is a grey Unicorn with a white mane and a stack of papers as his cutie mark.
"When Mayor Larry Barry promised healthcare for all 6 years ago, many ponies thought that that was only a dream. But I knew it was possible, and worked hard to make it a reality. And now, Baltimare has made Healthcare available to all creatures. Now, I know many of you believe mayor Larry Berry has not gone nearly far enough, and I agree. Because, just as affordable healthcare was percieved as a utopian fantasy six years ago, many people think that an international union of states run by worker's councils is a fantasy. And that too, can be made a reality. No, it will not be easy nor will it be done over night, but with the help of enough ponies - ponies like you - it can be made a reality"
>>68733
"Well, I just wanted to know if your eyes are functioning. Anyways..."
He shines the light into Onyx's eyes, moving the light back and forth between each eye
"Keep them open"
He seems confused a bit about the milky eye, and focuses his attention on the good eye. He looks into it. "Hmmm." Then his face turns into an expression of worry. He shines the light across it again. "well." He seems very unsure. He runs the light across it again, and again. His expression grows to more concern.
"alright, I think you are good. Now we can leave the room. If you will follow me this direction." His hoof darts about
>>68736
"Aye, I see. Some orders, like the Order of Blessed Word, are more frugal than we, thinking it gets them closer to Celestia. We don't go quite that far in our vows"
>>68735
The trio of ponies start to leave together. The sailor is the least drunk of the three and leads. The Pony with more facial hair who is a bit older gets up next. Ms. Prancer is the most drunk, and hangs onto the older stallion in a flirtatious manner
[Read more] >>68734
>>68732
A pony comes through a door in an area on the far right with tables and open windows. She says "I'm sure many of you have already met the stallion who is about to speak. But this is hardly a lecture. When the worker's state is established, it will be ruled by a workers council chosen directly from the ponies. In the struggle that is to come, you all will play a direct role, and so your input is valued. Now, the pony here has played a direct role in what has been accomplished so far in our city, but as you all know there is much more that needs to be done, and he shall shed some light on that. I introduce to you now the director of the Health and Equine Services Department of Baltimare: Affordable Care
Affordable Care walks into the room. he is a grey Unicorn with a white mane and a stack of papers as his cutie mark.
"When Mayor Larry Barry promised healthcare for all 6 years ago, many ponies thought that that was only a dream. But I knew it was possible, and worked hard to make it a reality. And now, Baltimare has made Healthcare available to all creatures. Now, I know many of you believe mayor Larry Berry has not gone nearly far enough, and I agree. Because, just as affordable healthcare was percieved as a utopian fantasy six years ago, many people think that an international union of states run by worker's councils is a fantasy. And that too, can be made a reality. No, it will not be easy nor will it be done over night, but with the help of enough ponies - ponies like you - it can be made a reality"
>>68733
"Well, I just wanted to know if your eyes are functioning. Anyways..."
He shines the light into Onyx's eyes, moving the light back and forth between each eye
"Keep them open"
He seems confused a bit about the milky eye, and focuses his attention on the good eye. He looks into it. "Hmmm." Then his face turns into an expression of worry. He shines the light across it again. "well." He seems very unsure. He runs the light across it again, and again. His expression grows to more concern.
"alright, I think you are good. Now we can leave the room. If you will follow me this direction." His hoof darts about
>>68736
"Aye, I see. Some orders, like the Order of Blessed Word, are more frugal than we, thinking it gets them closer to Celestia. We don't go quite that far in our vows"
>>68735
The trio of ponies start to leave together. The sailor is the least drunk of the three and leads. The Pony with more facial hair who is a bit older gets up next. Ms. Prancer is the most drunk, and hangs onto the older stallion in a flirtatious manner
>>68744
He describes now the dream that the Baltimare zone will be turned into its own workers state that will be in federation with other workers states. He speaks especially of Stalliongrad, which was able to successfully expel Equestrian garrisons 25 years before. The area of Souther Severyana is of particular concern. It is its own autonomous region in the New Mareland Occupied Zone. He speaks of attempts by Stalliongrad to take this land back. He must be tolerant of group participation by this point, because he accepts it when a mare interjects
"Why should we focus on historical, ethnic, and linguistic barriers. These don't really define creatures in the way that the universal exlpoitation of the working class does. He responds that there will be a union of states, but the base states will likely be what used to be historical nations. More discussion erupts
>>68745
There is no peep hole on the door, nor anything to look through on the door. The only ways to look inside the house are through the windows to either side
>>68746
The stallion leads them into an open area of the Police station as the other two move behind them. When they arrive in an area with many more ponies, the stallion turns. He reaches for something.......
He pulls out a pistol and aims it at onyx. So do a half dozen ponies around him. At least two cock shotguns
"GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!"
[Read more] He describes now the dream that the Baltimare zone will be turned into its own workers state that will be in federation with other workers states. He speaks especially of Stalliongrad, which was able to successfully expel Equestrian garrisons 25 years before. The area of Souther Severyana is of particular concern. It is its own autonomous region in the New Mareland Occupied Zone. He speaks of attempts by Stalliongrad to take this land back. He must be tolerant of group participation by this point, because he accepts it when a mare interjects
"Why should we focus on historical, ethnic, and linguistic barriers. These don't really define creatures in the way that the universal exlpoitation of the working class does. He responds that there will be a union of states, but the base states will likely be what used to be historical nations. More discussion erupts
>>68745
There is no peep hole on the door, nor anything to look through on the door. The only ways to look inside the house are through the windows to either side
>>68746
The stallion leads them into an open area of the Police station as the other two move behind them. When they arrive in an area with many more ponies, the stallion turns. He reaches for something.......
He pulls out a pistol and aims it at onyx. So do a half dozen ponies around him. At least two cock shotguns
"GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!"
[1d20+4 = 16]
>>68747
Iron motions Cauldron to sneak towards the windows and see if there's any traps around them. While she does this. He stands closer to the door. "You have lent money and now you do not even pay back? You should reconsider, since I will not hesitate to break this door down, crack every one of your bones and punch your face until you either lose all your teeth or give us the money that is owed. You can avoid it by giving us what you owe now, so make this easy on us."
>>68747
Iron motions Cauldron to sneak towards the windows and see if there's any traps around them. While she does this. He stands closer to the door. "You have lent money and now you do not even pay back? You should reconsider, since I will not hesitate to break this door down, crack every one of your bones and punch your face until you either lose all your teeth or give us the money that is owed. You can avoid it by giving us what you owe now, so make this easy on us."
>>68737
Not really necessary when you worship a horse who sits on her ass and eats cake all day.
".. I cannot say it brought me any closer to the divine.. but I learned things in that temple while it lasted.. our training was strenuous . Eventually, I was able to accept that I didn't need material possessions to be content, faithful, or wise.. but I could still use them.."
She turns
".. On one occasion, the Lord of the lands adjacent came to the temple and seek audience with our elders over a turmoil that he'd faced. When the Lord came, he brought his stallions, and with the cooks came china: exquisite, beutiful pieces that only a king could flaunt. So glorious, so sinful. The Lord offered a feast to show his his gratitude, and so we ate together, even though we did not need to. For us, eating was merely an expression of solidarity; a means to accept the the stallion's hospitality. He was quite the bold stallion, and surely would not leave without paying, and so as the elders honored his favor he was put at peace..
... China.. is only good when it is shared with others, is it not?"
Not really necessary when you worship a horse who sits on her ass and eats cake all day.
".. I cannot say it brought me any closer to the divine.. but I learned things in that temple while it lasted.. our training was strenuous . Eventually, I was able to accept that I didn't need material possessions to be content, faithful, or wise.. but I could still use them.."
She turns
".. On one occasion, the Lord of the lands adjacent came to the temple and seek audience with our elders over a turmoil that he'd faced. When the Lord came, he brought his stallions, and with the cooks came china: exquisite, beutiful pieces that only a king could flaunt. So glorious, so sinful. The Lord offered a feast to show his his gratitude, and so we ate together, even though we did not need to. For us, eating was merely an expression of solidarity; a means to accept the the stallion's hospitality. He was quite the bold stallion, and surely would not leave without paying, and so as the elders honored his favor he was put at peace..
... China.. is only good when it is shared with others, is it not?"
>>68748
A swarm of officers surrpound Onyx. Two Cuff his legs. Each set of legs
The Black uniformed officer says to the others "Help me carry him down stairs"
Onyx is more or less dragged through a hall, down a set of stairs, and into a concrete basement room less welcoming than the interrogation room he left. The black officer yells out to get other personnel, and comes into the room. Two other officers aim weapons at him while others guard the door
The black uniformed officer asks seriously "Why are you here?"
>>68749
The topic of debate now shifts to Changelings. One pony is very insistent that the Changeling worker drone is just as oppressed as the pony, and that they too, are ripe for revolution. Another pony insists the Changelings can never be trusted, pointing to a statement by the General Secretary of Stalliongrad that called Changlings "monsters." Everypony Agrees that Chrystalis is naked imperialism, and must be removed
>>68750
The pony hesitates to respond, and then, with a shaking voice says "I'm not going to open this door"
Intimidation is a bit harder when they have a physical barrier to protect them
>>68751
Know who brings the Light you ingrate
"Of course. The teachings of Harmony show us that you will only find your place in interdependence with others. Life is gloomy and unhappy without friendship and those around us. Tradition, Community, Family, and our friends are the cornerstones of Self-fulfillment, along with contributing our own special talents to society.
So... what do you think of our China?"
[Read more] A swarm of officers surrpound Onyx. Two Cuff his legs. Each set of legs
The Black uniformed officer says to the others "Help me carry him down stairs"
Onyx is more or less dragged through a hall, down a set of stairs, and into a concrete basement room less welcoming than the interrogation room he left. The black officer yells out to get other personnel, and comes into the room. Two other officers aim weapons at him while others guard the door
The black uniformed officer asks seriously "Why are you here?"
>>68749
The topic of debate now shifts to Changelings. One pony is very insistent that the Changeling worker drone is just as oppressed as the pony, and that they too, are ripe for revolution. Another pony insists the Changelings can never be trusted, pointing to a statement by the General Secretary of Stalliongrad that called Changlings "monsters." Everypony Agrees that Chrystalis is naked imperialism, and must be removed
>>68750
The pony hesitates to respond, and then, with a shaking voice says "I'm not going to open this door"
Intimidation is a bit harder when they have a physical barrier to protect them
>>68751
Know who brings the Light you ingrate
"Of course. The teachings of Harmony show us that you will only find your place in interdependence with others. Life is gloomy and unhappy without friendship and those around us. Tradition, Community, Family, and our friends are the cornerstones of Self-fulfillment, along with contributing our own special talents to society.
So... what do you think of our China?"
>>68752
"I take it as permission to bust this door down." he looks at Cualdron, see her reaction to it before fully commiting to the action.
"I take it as permission to bust this door down." he looks at Cualdron, see her reaction to it before fully commiting to the action.
>>68754
Onyx squints at the pony infront of him.
"So now you're accusing ponys that fought against, and lost friends to the changelings of being their operatives?"
Onyx squints at the pony infront of him.
"So now you're accusing ponys that fought against, and lost friends to the changelings of being their operatives?"
>>68756
She shrugs, but also opens the window
>>68757
"You're not fully convincing"
A mare comes in and spreads a sort of green goo substance on Onyx.
>>68755
Dark Star's remark incites another remark about the failure of Larry Berry's administration to deal with the exploitation of the working class, as industries are still mostly run by large corporations. They start to criticize the Black Hooves and New Mareland, and eventually come to the agreement that the owners of Capital will not part with their power without revolution - in contradistinction to the ideology of Larry Berry's movement
[Read more] She shrugs, but also opens the window
>>68757
"You're not fully convincing"
A mare comes in and spreads a sort of green goo substance on Onyx.
>>68755
Dark Star's remark incites another remark about the failure of Larry Berry's administration to deal with the exploitation of the working class, as industries are still mostly run by large corporations. They start to criticize the Black Hooves and New Mareland, and eventually come to the agreement that the owners of Capital will not part with their power without revolution - in contradistinction to the ideology of Larry Berry's movement
[1d20+5 = 12]
>>68758
Iron nods and bodyslams the door. Rolling strength check to see if successful first try.
>>68758
Iron nods and bodyslams the door. Rolling strength check to see if successful first try.
>tfw you type out 3 paragraphs of monologue about the metaphysical meanings of freaking table plates, but then your page crashes right as your about to finish and you lose it
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>>68763
It's honestly better than having to delete a post because of misclicks tbh. I have that happen like 5 to 6 times last night.
It's honestly better than having to delete a post because of misclicks tbh. I have that happen like 5 to 6 times last night.
>>68762
>>68760
The Cook deftly moves back and out of the way of the Door. He is holding a sword. A freaking Medieval Sword
>>68761
The topic now shifts to what the ponies all came there for: Revolution. All agree it must be done. The harder part, is how to pull it off. Discussion rages as to whether a revolution in Baltimare alone is possible, whether it would need Manehattan and Fillidelphia, and whether the Changelings must be dealt with first. All agree that they must take up arms if the Changelings come in and New Mareland abandons them.... but is there greater urgency? There is a worry that Stalliongrad will be invaded by Changelings
>>68763
The Sister pets Ash to calm her
>>68765
"We ask again, what is your purpose here?"
A cutie Pegasus mare, of a light blue almost white coat enters, with Blue hair, and a lanky almost cat like appearance enters the room, and comes to Onyx's side. The Black Uniformed pony tells her "This one denies he's a changeling"
[Read more] >>68760
The Cook deftly moves back and out of the way of the Door. He is holding a sword. A freaking Medieval Sword
>>68761
The topic now shifts to what the ponies all came there for: Revolution. All agree it must be done. The harder part, is how to pull it off. Discussion rages as to whether a revolution in Baltimare alone is possible, whether it would need Manehattan and Fillidelphia, and whether the Changelings must be dealt with first. All agree that they must take up arms if the Changelings come in and New Mareland abandons them.... but is there greater urgency? There is a worry that Stalliongrad will be invaded by Changelings
>>68763
The Sister pets Ash to calm her
>>68765
"We ask again, what is your purpose here?"
A cutie Pegasus mare, of a light blue almost white coat enters, with Blue hair, and a lanky almost cat like appearance enters the room, and comes to Onyx's side. The Black Uniformed pony tells her "This one denies he's a changeling"
>>68768
"Less denying and more stating to be honest. Denying would mean I am one."
Onyx then looks around
"Now is anyone gonna explain the green goopy bullshit?"
"Less denying and more stating to be honest. Denying would mean I am one."
Onyx then looks around
"Now is anyone gonna explain the green goopy bullshit?"
>>68770
Unfortunately I think that can only be done in Character
>>68769
The Pegasus mare walks around Onyx, inspects him, presses her hoof against parts of his body, and especially checks the place where the green goo was placed. The Mare says "He's not a Changeling" to the other ponies
The Stallion says
"Well, looks like you are now free to go"
Unfortunately I think that can only be done in Character
>>68769
The Pegasus mare walks around Onyx, inspects him, presses her hoof against parts of his body, and especially checks the place where the green goo was placed. The Mare says "He's not a Changeling" to the other ponies
The Stallion says
"Well, looks like you are now free to go"
[1d20+4 = 23]
>>68768
Iron nods in approval. "Ah, your choice in weaponry is good, colt. Reminds me of a friend." He readies himself. "Well, I did tell you I would crack your bones now, but I give you one last chance. Hand the bits over and I will not break you." Iron cracks a smile. "If you want to test our skills in combat, step forth, and I will show you the true meaning of strength."
>>68768
Iron nods in approval. "Ah, your choice in weaponry is good, colt. Reminds me of a friend." He readies himself. "Well, I did tell you I would crack your bones now, but I give you one last chance. Hand the bits over and I will not break you." Iron cracks a smile. "If you want to test our skills in combat, step forth, and I will show you the true meaning of strength."
>>68752
She continues
"... The china that the Lord brought on that day.. was quite spectacular.. Stark white heirloom ceramic in antique, historic condition.. They were glazed with enough colors to match the church's windows, each displaying elegant, unique paintings of tigers, dragons and phoenixes, with gaudy golden trim. They were certainly the gloat of a stallion who took great pride in flaunting the glory of his wealth.. and for that purpose, they were splendid.."
She looks closely at a plate
".. These plates.. are simple in nature and practice. Plain, monoform pieces molded from inexpensive materials. If one breaks it can easily be replaced without grief or mourning.. Humble plates indeed.."
She turns toward the duster as she gently carressses the plate with a washcloth
"But precisely because of that, they are here in this abby. They are plates that are fit to feed the children of this orphanage; simple plates that can be trusted even to a child. They're not made to impress anyone, but their purpose is sublime. Plates that Sisters and children can use together to enjoy a earnestly-cooked meal. And for that matter, they're certainly better than the plates of that stallion; those plates who sit on the shelves in his castle collecting dust for years on end."
She puts the plate down (after taking 10 on her cleaning check).
"Plates that are humble enough to be trusted to children are the only plates we need. But for now, I think I'm better trusted with the laundry."
[Read more] She continues
"... The china that the Lord brought on that day.. was quite spectacular.. Stark white heirloom ceramic in antique, historic condition.. They were glazed with enough colors to match the church's windows, each displaying elegant, unique paintings of tigers, dragons and phoenixes, with gaudy golden trim. They were certainly the gloat of a stallion who took great pride in flaunting the glory of his wealth.. and for that purpose, they were splendid.."
She looks closely at a plate
".. These plates.. are simple in nature and practice. Plain, monoform pieces molded from inexpensive materials. If one breaks it can easily be replaced without grief or mourning.. Humble plates indeed.."
She turns toward the duster as she gently carressses the plate with a washcloth
"But precisely because of that, they are here in this abby. They are plates that are fit to feed the children of this orphanage; simple plates that can be trusted even to a child. They're not made to impress anyone, but their purpose is sublime. Plates that Sisters and children can use together to enjoy a earnestly-cooked meal. And for that matter, they're certainly better than the plates of that stallion; those plates who sit on the shelves in his castle collecting dust for years on end."
She puts the plate down (after taking 10 on her cleaning check).
"Plates that are humble enough to be trusted to children are the only plates we need. But for now, I think I'm better trusted with the laundry."
[zen dialect intensifies]
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