Six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where Chrysalis chose a different approach to her second attack on Equestria. The Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princess Twilight's notion of harmony with all creatures thank to their dealing with griffins - Invaded and took the other half. In Baltimare and the Equestrian Southeast, the magic of friendship has weakened, as Communists, Changeling infiltrators, Fascists, gangs, and corrupt creepy politicians threaten the city. This role play is based in large part upon the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and uses D&d 3.5e mechanics.
The party now takes on the task of breaking, entering, and investigating the house of Social Democrat politician Comte "Cheese" Burgher, who is alleged to have 'purchased' two young foals. They have already distracted the guards around the gated community and explored most of the property. Now, Ash tries out her role as a 'dog whisperer,' Dark Star contemplates the evidence he has already collected, Silver shifts between stealing jewelry from innocent third parties and talking about the joyful smell of wingpit sweat, Iron harasses guards by talking to them about queer theory while Onyx acts as his his homosexual partner, Brie tries to get the guards drinking on the job, and Spark follows around the group in the attic.
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>>85813Kerr is incensed
"Was zum Teufel ist das? Du hast mich reingelegt!"
>>85815"Herr ist ein freund. Herr ist
here goes ungefarlight."
>>85815>>85812Iron nods. He then lays down and tries to think up something nice about his childhood, like small games that he, his brother and sister would play. The kind where he was the bad pony who kidnapped the princess while his brother acted the role of a hero saving her.
>>85812Silver chuckles. "Es ist in Ordnung." He looks a bit more at the color palette of the changeling's disguise, noticing similarities to a pony's he knows. "Du erinnerst mich ein bisschen an eines meiner Fohlen. Er war auch ein Pegasus mit gleichem Fell und Mähne. Er hatte jedoch einen gelben Streifen durch seine Mähne. Sein Name war 'Spectral Streak'."
Brie squats down near Kerr.
"Its not ideal, but it will have to do for now. Your brother - Ihr bruder - will be here soon. I don't speak your language. The only reason I can speak it at all is cuz,... nevermind that. Relax a bit, its been a stressful day for me, so I can only imagine how its been for you."
>>85818He responds
"Das ist schön, Väter zu haben. Wir haben nicht wirklich Väter. Wir werden von Arbeitern aufgezogen"
>>85816>>85817>>85819Kerr doesn't quite seem to understand what is going on, but seems reassured by Iron lying on the floor, and Brie's words. He walks up to Iron slowly
>>85817"You were cut off. What were you going to say?"
>>85820Iron does not react to Kerr reaching his laying form. He can almost visualize it. How he would laugh handsomely while having her sister on his back. 'Muahaha. You will never defeat me!' he would say to his brother, which would then be replied with his own retort. Iron would then lay down her sister on the floor and have a fight, where he usually let his little brother win. It was a nice memory for him.
>>85822The little foal seems uncertain, but comes closer. He licks his lips, and then opens his jaw to bite the air in front of Iron. It almost looks as if he is biting into the hindquarters of some great beast. A green and purple energy starts to flow from Iron into the foal's mouth.
Roll for fortitude save
>>85820Silver smiles at this. "Ja, ich habe gehört, wie deine Bienenstöcke funktionieren. Es unterscheidet sich stark von Ponyfamilien, aber ich denke, das ist es, was so toll ist. Obwohl sie so verschieden sind, obwohl wir so verschieden sind, sind sie für uns beide Familien.
"Also, deine Familie, deine Königin und die Arbeiter, hast du gute Geschichten über sie? Ich würde gerne hören."
>>85822As Iron lays there, Brie briefly recounts... some... of the conditions he found Kerr, his brother, and the others in.
"It was unthinkable. I can't imagine what he must have gone through, and I got there late. The others were....
>>85823"Oh shit, not this again. Uhm! Uhm!" he flails his hooves a bit, unsure how to respond to this development.
>>85827I know you didn't mean me
>>85828Didn't mean to reply to you.
>>85827"Y-yes" answers the little colt
>>85825Iron's little brother becomes fuzzy. Then his sister. Then the whole image...
bleeds, of color, slowly. It becomes sad. Unpleasant, joyless. At first it's just this sense of of the same scene, but in rote. Like it has no more meaning. Then, a memory comes up. Ash. Ash fairly pretty and calm and helping ponies. Then this to becomes grey, and there is a sort of shock to the whole scene. Not shock in the sense of surprise, a feeling almost of electric shock. Like somepony were intentionally trying to incentive him to stay away. As all of this happens, Iron feels a cold over coming him. At first, it could be an open window. Then it is something more. It feels kind of like how he felt a few nights ago, jumping into the water, and then walking out into the January night. That kind of cold.
After some time of this, the colt closes his mouth, and the feeling subsides. He does not feel any weaker, nor does he think he will have lasting headaches.
>>85826The little colt sits and draws energy from Iron for some number of seconds. If you aren't going to burn the Changeling with cold iron, you may as well be glad he is well fed and not in the mood for Bat
>>85830Sister Ash gives the foal a deep, long hug
"..Just breath.. you're alright now.."
>>85830>cold ironDon't have it even if I knew to use it,... which I didn't/don't,....
"Shit! I seriously hope this doesn't kill anyone." Brie Eeeeee's softly to himself.
>>85830Iron is very surprised, even scared at what is happening to his memories. He pants for a bit, not really grasping what is going on, the cold and electricity making him involuntarily shiver. When the colt finishes up his feeding, he tries to remember the same scenes that were recently greyed out.
So... assuming Spark, Onyx, and Dark Star with them made it to the hospital...
I try to get Dark Star set up with a hospital room.
>>85833"Yeah, I wouldn't get sentimental around him too often. The same thing happened to Dark when we were... down there."
>>85810Wesley starts talking to Silver
"Ich wurde im Bienenstock in Vraks geboren. Meine Mutter war Lacinia. Ich hatte viele Brüder und Schwestern, einschließlich des anderen Wechslbalg, mit dem Sie mich gefunden haben, Kerr. Ich wurde später in eine Kolonie versetzt, um ... wie heißt es ..." He seems to be searching for words "'Reichskommissariat Tall Tales.'"
>>85833He has no problem retreading the memories. What is more questionable is the quality of the memories. They still seem to be black and white. As time passes, they become more colored
>>85835It is so if they ever show up
>>85836"I see. *pant* Gods. What happened?"
>>85838Iron feels relieved by knowing the effect is temporary. He decides to test something else. He starts approaching the changeling foal himself.
>>85839Brie shrugs. "I'm not exactly sure, it looked like some sort of energy exchange. Like, this glowing aura came off you and went directly into his mouth."
>>85838Silver reflects on this. Kerr and Wesley. The names of the changelings they rescued. "Tall Tales? Ich glaube nicht, dass ich vor dem Krieg jemals dort war. Es klang jedoch nach einem schönen Ort. Hat es dir dort gefallen?"
>>85839The foal looks at Iron, an starts to back away slowly. He can't speak, obviously, but he has a 'what are you doing?" kind of look to him
>>85837He starts to cry. This is good, because these two colts had been almost entirely free of emotion before. He starts focusing his eyes on objects that are actually within the room
>>85842Iron tries to pick up the foal and nuzzle him, seeing if this also can feed him without sacrificing his memories. He is such a cute foal, after all.
Brie walks irritatedly to the window and glances outside before slowly pacing in acorner of the room.
>>85842Sister Ash pulls them both into a group hug.
>>85844A wagon going down the street, I don't think anypony is approaching
>>85843This frightens the hell out of the foal. The snoot of the foal feels real. Very real. Exactly as he would expect it to be. He doesn't really feel anything that he would not expect, except for the awkward and frightened look in the foal's eyes
>>85844"Was macht er hier?" Asks Kerr, startled
>>85841"Mir hat es nicht so gut gefallen. Die Gebäude waren seltsam. Wir waren meistens in der Changeling-Kolonie. Es gab eine Sache. Es gab Ponys. Sie könnten zu ihnen gehen und sich von ihnen ernähren, und Sie mussten nicht befürchten, getötet zu werden, weil eine Soldatendrohne mit einer Waffe zuschauen würde und das Pony schlagen würde, wenn sie kämpfen würden"
>>85845*squeek*
*squeek*
This gets them to emote more
>>85846"Nothing, I'm just getting impatient waiting on silver and your brother is all."
>>85846Iron now strokes his mane, see how soft this cute little foal is. Will it compare to the magestic mane that is Ash?
>>85847Oh, the joys of Socialized medicine. After some time in the waiting room, a nurse asks the nature of the injury
>>85849Soft. Very
>>85846Silver seems saddened by the last part, visibly so to Wesley.
>>85850"I've seemed to have encountered a changling without knowing."
>>85846Sister Ash holds them in her weakened arms for several minutes as she speaks with the other Sisters and fills them in with details about what she experienced, apologizing again for disappearing unnannounced.
"...-And as soon as I saw them, I took them and left.."
>>85849No mere transfiguration can ever hope to match Sister Ash's natural softness
>>85850Finally, Iron decides to gently put Kerr on the bed and pats his head for a bit. He then starts gesturing. "Did the petting," he strokes the air in a horizontal motion. "give you," he points to him, "love like when I," he points to himself, "gave to you with memories?" He strikes a pose where he puts his hoof on his chin.
>>85854That's why Ash's mane is the best. >>85853"Alright. I'm guessing it drained you?"
>>85851Wesley looks a little awkward
"Habe ich zu viel gebissen?"
He can feel a winter wind blow through on his wet coat, making him cold. And there is no way he could know if the feeling is really the result of the wind and water, or the parasite on his back
>>85854"That's terrible! You should take that all to the police"
Bitch please. They
evolved specifically to have lovable disguises.
>>85855He seems to understand Iron's meaning
"Ich habe genug von den Seelen dreier Ponys gegessen"
>>85848>>85856Iron, opposite to Kerr, does not understand a bit. He turns to Brie. "I need some translation. Would you please do that?"
>>85857"He said "I have something of the something something Ponies love", and I'm not sure about that last one."
>>85858Iron furrows his brow. "That does not help much, but thank you."
>>85856Iron decides to go for more risky stuff against Kerr, now moving to light tickling of the foal.
>>85860>>85859"Alright"
The nurse sends him to an Orange Unicorn
"So it says here that you got drained by a Changeling. He looks at the paper, and then pulls a hoof to his mouth. Then he fails to hide a laugh, then he starts laughing
"Let me guess, you picked up a girl at the bar?"
>>85860"Hiss!" sayeth the foal
>>85856I refuse to believe that transfiguration could ever be as good as the real thing.
Sister Ash seems unsure
"... Are you sure..? I wasn't the only one there, so he won't get away with it.. I had hoped to avoid needless contact with the local authorities.. I'm not really very familiar with how ponies manage things here.."
>>85862His wavering and distracted attention drawn by the hissing.
"Eww! Whoa! What the fuck are you doing?!" Instinctively his hoof draws a knife.
"Take your hooves and,... everything off of him!"
>>85862Iron chuckles at the little one's hiss. He seems like a good colt. He stops from further tickling him, still snickering. "Did that give you," points at him, "love?"
>>85864"Oh please, like I would want to abuse a foal. I prefer something that can actually fit my length." Iron waves off Brie's outburst.