/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal

>>68099
Well, I must say that you've come to the right place.

East of Main street, between the Harbor and the city square, lies the oak branch apartments. This was a very nice part of town with nice little shops on the first level and apartments above them. However, the nothern section had it's roof cave in after being hit by Naval artillery fire. The southern portion has a smaller hole in it's roof, but was abandoned for some reason. Something about an unexploded 500 lbs bomb in the basement, I don't know, normies are superstitious in their understanding of what is and is not a safe place to live. Anyways, it has several rooms that are actually not water damaged, even if all of the windows on the first floor have been broken by looters. Thanks to an abundance of abandoned buildings in Baltimare, you may not even have to share it.
And if you don't like that, there are more

>>68100
The guy leans over and looks at him

"I don't think you're the kind of guy who wants a nice bar. I think you want one as rugged as you are"

>>68101
"Youre right."

>>68101
"This seems a decent enough place to start" the shifty bat-pone Eeeeee's thinks to himself, his eyes taking in the remant aesthetics of the building. "Doesn't seem to be anyone here, and the price is right." he Eeeeee's as he carefully sidesteps broken glass and fragments of debris. Locating the most apparently stable room (preferably one with 2 exits) he unties his pack and begins laying out his bedroll. "Baltimare,..." he whispers quietly to himself as he lays down. He lays there, unable to sleep as his mind is racing.

>>68102
"Let me tell you. There's this tavern in center town that is neither Hoity Toity, nor a hive of villainy. Just right in the middle. It's Called the East Side Tavern on East Main"

>>68103
There is an entire apartment free, with an exit out the back and front

>>68103
Roll for Listen check

[1d20 = 7]
>>68105
Stats are unassigned or determined so far, but let's see what the dice says

>>68107
You don't hear him until he's in the room. You get up to see a pissed off badger. Evidently the room wasn't so empty after all, as it yells at you in that weird animal language the vermin are liable to use

[1d20 = 16]
>>68108
Is it hostile, or just pissy?
"Oh ffs, piss off you damn,... what sort of insult DO you call a badger?" he Eeee's internally, hooking a hoof on one of his throwing knives.

>>68109
What is that roll?

>>68104
sorry got distracted by memes
"Thank you,Mr fit. ill be back in an hour or two."
*heads to the bar*

>>68110
Uhhhh, sense motive? It totally wasn't a mistake of not deleting the dice roll from previous, I swear

>>68112
Oh it's freaking hostile.

"Rable Rable get out of my house!"

>>68111
I'm guessing you want to meet up with Onyx?

>>68113
thats right.

>>68114
Well, he's offline now, and I want him to have a fight before he goes back to the tavern

[1d20 = 19]
>>68113
Throwing knife
>inb4 I wasted my chance with that accidental roll

[1d6 = 3]
[1d20+6 = 20]
>>68116
Fucking hits

Rolling damage and to see if that is a critical

>>68115
We Could say some time passes if you want.

>>68116
>>68117
The Knife lands right in the eye of the angry badger, and it falls to the ground, bleeding. Dead. It looks like, by right of adverse possession, you have won the apartment against the opposing claimant. Also, there is a dead badger getting blood on the floor

>>68118
You head down to the bar and see the establishment, a two story wooden building

[1d20 = 4]
>>68119
Stick it again double-tap

>>68119
Any ponies of interest outside?

>>68120
upon plunging your knife into it, you discover it had a tiny bit of life left in it as it bled out. But it's definitely dead now. And thus you learn the valuable lesson of the important of the Double Tap.

>>68121
At the moment, nopony appears to be outside of the establishment. At least, no pony you can recognize

>>68122
*Dark Star walks in*

>>68122
"Who's house?" he quietly mocks the badger before realizing that there's now a dead animal in his room. "At least it wasn't the cops," he sighs, dragging the body to another room before returning to retire for the night. "So far, so good" he Eeeeee's internally. "Too bad about that blight though, what I wouldn't give for a kiwi."

>>68123
A Dark Brown earth pony bar tender stands behind the bar. Other ponies sit else where in the bar, playing pool or talking

>>68124
Alas, there are no kiwis. They are outrageously expensive, like 2 bits just for one of them. No police either

>>68125
Any good looking Mares?

>>68126
I mean, how good is good looking? Like maybe two 5s? It's a week night

>>68127
"hmmmm"
*Walks over to the bartender*

>>68128
He looks up and smiles
"What can I get for you tonight?"

>>68129
"Some Apple Whiskey,Sir."

>>68130
The bar tender pours him a shot

"I thought our help would be here by now"

>>68131
"Help?"

>>68132
"I mean a guy who works here. He doesn't usually bar tend though. Cleans dishes and such. Anyways, it's just me tonight, that's all I meant to say. Anyways, how's your day?"

>>68133
"ah things are looking up for me, thanks for asking. if you need some help i could assist with dishes or something."

>>68134
"I am good now"
He hands over the drink

>>68135
"Thanks"
Dark star drinks it
"can i get another one?"

>>68136
"Of course"
He pours another one

>>68137
"hey what do you think of the communist running around?"

>>68138
"They've been doing this since before the War, they've always been popular here. I can tell you I don't want the state taking my bar"

>>68139
"Ah yea i could imagine, i wouldnt want my property taken either. How do you feel about the Black Hoofs?"

>>68140
"They fucked us over in the war. We could have held off the Changelings if they hadn't come in"

>>68141
*thinking horse noises*
*Drinks the second shot*
"Well there certainly better than the changelings and the communists."

>>68142
"That's not saying much"

A guy takes issue with his last point, and interjects
"Oh please, Celestia declared war on them because she wanted to protect Griffons, and couldn't even keep the Changelings out of Los Pegasus. Hell, the Black hooves are the only ones who keep Chrysalis off Celestia's own throne"

>>68143
"All Celestia Cared about was Staying on her throne, she didn't care about us, and certainly not about me."

>>68144
>>68144
“Well, that [i]is what the communists have been saying for the last several years now, so you aren’t alone in thinking that”
He starts to clean a glass

>>68145
"Bartender Pour him and me another drink."

>>68146
He pours the two another drink

The one who spoke is a grey Earth Pony with a pick axe cutie mark

>>68147
where is he at? is he at a table? or at the bar?

>>68148
At the bar, further down

>>68149
"Whats your name friend? mines DarkStar."