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.
Ash and Iron seem to want to head out from the abbey. Dark Star was having a conversation with the rescued foals after doing community service. Silver is having a surprisingly friendly conversation with Blue Skies about politics. Spark is babysitting and Brie is supposed to be doing the same. Onyx is sleeping.
>>89111>Silver is having a surprisingly friendly conversation with Blue Skies about politics.Who knew that hating Commies could bring the bitterest of ideological enemies together?
As blue Skies is laying down, Silver must lean further forward to feel her sides. If he places his hooves on her sides between her hips and her ribs, what he feels is soft and squishy. Directly touching the sides of her chest is possible only with her wings spread wide and forward. This part of her is bony, with less muscle or fat than on her hips.
Blue Skies looks back at Silver as she answers.
“Stalingrad has nothing to fear in that penal colony of the old Empire. They can barely keep their government together. They are in no position to be a threat. As for that ‘Tsar’... well, we’ll see who wants to claim these ancient pony lands. Whether it’s the Duke looking for old pony territories, the Archon looking to reclaim the Empire’s colony, or Chrysalis claiming more Liebesraum”
>>89116He's still alive, last I checked.
>>89117Do you think it was that poster with a different ID last thread recently?
>>89114Silver rubs, presses, and kneads between her hips and her ribs. Internally, he chuckles at the fairly provocative position they must be in right now. "He most certainly would want to reclaim North for Severyana, but whether he can or not is up for debate. He is old, older than I am even if it is only by few years. His Tsarist faction, now transformed into Severyanan Traditional Monarchist Party, has been all but locked out of Stalliongrad's government, with less representation than even Star Children Party, and public shows of support for his party have been outlawed. I have heard rumor Peter himself has been imprisoned on Azkaban island, north of Griffish Isles, and there is also rumor his son, Peter V, who is only other potential leader for party, has been outcast from Stalliongrad, and is currently living in city of Novoczernuszsk, which Black Hooves now control I think."
>>89121Blue Skies purrs softly and looks back at Silver, with a somewhat warm smile.
“Even in exile a claimant to rule can be dangerous. Perhaps especially in exile. But I think any chance of him regaining that throne is unlikely.”
>>89122He smiles back. His voice takes on a dramatic, almost patriotic tone that Blue hasn't heard before, adding a slight flourish to his words. "One can hope. Among mountain of rumors surrounding Stalliongrad, there is one that fills me with hope for my former Motherland's future. During famines that caused Communists to rise up in Severyana, there was resistance. Loyalists, those remained after Equestria was unable to provide relief, joined up with Tsarists in St. Petershoof, and united under one banner, with one purpose: to eradicate Communism and see their Motherland's glory restored. They called it 'The White Army of Severyana'. And during Severyanan Civil War, they fought, and they fought well. Even as their supplies ran out, and Reds stormed their lines, pushed into St. Petershoof itself, they fought. They fought to their last, and proved to world that Communism would not run unopposed. But that was not end for them. Even now, many ponies in Stalliongrad speak in hushed tones and whispers about standing up to the Supreme Soviet. Farmers, former militia ponies, and citizens of all stripes who have been blighted by Communists and their collectivization, or who fear them pushing into Southern Severyana, all speak with one voice the call of the faithful, the loyal, the resistant:
"'The White Army of Severyana lives'."
>>89120Is it plausible for Sister Ash and Iron to go on ahead for now?
>>89124I think so. Ash should approach Iron, since he's playing a spooky statue still, and relinquish his 'curse'.
And suffer a boop.
>>89125Sister Ash finishes gathering everything she thinks she needs for the trip (a few scraps of cloth, and a random stick), calls Caleb, and goes to greet Iron at the entrance of the abbey.
"Are you ready to go?" She asks, after approaching him.
[1d20+11 = 23]>>89126Iron boops Ash's snout, not wanting to break character in front of the foals peeking.
>>89127"Oof!"
*Snoot scrunches*
>>89127Do you remember the addresses of those mademares?
>>89123She continues smiling, but there is something different about her smile now. Something more...
her. Then she laughs, but there is something
devious in it.
“Were it so easy. The those Markists have no respect for history, for culture, or for the natural hierarchy. But they have succeeded in one task. They have turned a nation of ponies away from their free and natural state and into an orderly hive. A hive built for war. A hive of factory workers and drones who fight. When they fight, it is in great steel swarms of metal and magic. They will not be defeated easily by anyone.”
And then she adds
“But the ‘White Army’ is not the only claimant of north Severyana.”
>>89129Do you remember the descriptions of the foals?
>>89128Iron chuckles a bit at his successful boop. "Sorry, I was acting like a scary booping statue for some of the foals." Iron clears his throat. "Thank you, valerous mare, for freeing me from my curse!" He hollers, making it up so as to not break character with the foals "My life is yours to command!"
>>89129I don't. Did the GM even name where they live?
>>89130He sighs. "No, they are not. And I know it will not be easy feat. But it is possible. Not every citizen supports them, especially farmers and laborers who still make up majority of lower class in Stalliongrad. And their new Secretary General, Vasily Pantsushenko, has not yet dealt with famine adequately, and it is causing dissatisfaction among workers and craftsponies. She's been more worried with building grand monuments and palaces for her party, while also trying to deal with subversive elements within it. It is getting to point where all it would take is single spark to set fire to whole corrupted mess that is their republic."
>>89130To be honest, I don't recall their colors. I should gave written it down.. I just know they both have their cutie marks.
Sister Ash has both of their pictures though, and she's personally seen Ollie.
>>89133I can’t look it up myself until I get back to a laptop
>>89132And now, she looks back at Silver head tilted slightly, with a definite confused expression
“You don’t understand, do you? Well, I will say this. Whatever internal problems Stalliongrad has - whatever food shortages, whatever worker disatisfaction - will soon enough be swept away from their minds. A fire is indeed coming, but it is a fire from without. A great conflagration from the West will soon engulf them”
>>89134"Oh, I know that. Odds are, however, Chrysalis will wait to deal with Stalliongrad until after she has finished with Equestria. They are still stronger, more concentrated force than New Mareland's forces in Equestria. She will want to attack them at full strength, when she has no other distractions."
>>89134I'm trying to search it, but I'm not sure what words to search.
>>89136If the gangsters told Ash about who are missing and their coat and mane colors, then search for 'Comte Burgher'. If not, search for 'Marey' or any other nuns.
>>89135Her smile is now definitely devious
“Whatever happened to what you said last night? This whole grand idea of speaking to hungry swarms like they were friendly neighbors? Have you no faith in the power of secret diplomacy?”
>>89137No. Sister Ash got the descriptions of the foals from photographs in the abbey.
Willowbrooks was the first Mademares, at the East Sixth.
The second was Saintgallop, at Westhaven.
>>89139Oh. Well that's the addresses down. Did you find the foal descriptions?
>>89138The look on Silver's face suggests he's not very appreciative of that smile. "Just because I do not think like Dark Star does in that all changelings are guilty of crime of existing, does not mean that I think highly of
all changelings. You and I both know Chrysalis will not stop at just Western Equestria, and I do not believe any amount of 'secret diplomacy' will change that. She does not seek diplomacy. She seeks dominance."
>>89140It's kind of difficult to backread with the thread sizes..
>>89143I know. It takes a while to load.
>>89142Appreciated or not, it’s there. Bright and big
“No. She will not. But that isn’t the question now is it? The question is
who’s next”
>>89144Alright, one was a filly with Sun Rays,the other was a colt with Dumbells. I know that there was a red Earth Pony, and a Black Unicorn.
The one who was picked up by the Manhattan couple was a blankflank. I don't think that one was ever described.
>>89146Roger that. Be sure to command Iron to follow you when you're ready to move out. I believe we may have to hoof-fight. He does have some tidbits of info that could help sway one or both the mademares to release the assigned foals, but first I should confirm if Cauldron actually told Iron about the stallion's interest.
>>89147Only 4 missing foals left...
Idk which is closer, so we may as well start With Willowbrooks on the East side.
>>89148Alright. We shall go there.
Iron awaits Ash's command.
>>89145"Chrysalis's relationship with Griffonian Empire is well established, and it is known Empire wants to retake their lost colony, so I do not believe she will try for Nova Griffonia. Stalliongrad would put up fiercest resistance out of all options, so I do not believe she will try to conquer them just yet. She could try for Polar Bear Communities and Kingdom of Pingland, but outside of some meager resources, there's nothing that conquering them would provide to Hegemony. All that is left is Eastern Equestria, and it is
very enticing prospect for Chrysalis. There are plenty of resources, plenty of ponies to use as food, and it is barely defended."
>>89149"Let's head to the East Sixth." Sister Ash says, getting up.
>>89151Iron nods. "I will follow."
Iron has begun following Ash, making sure his armor and shield are properly equipped, including his leather belt under his armor.
>>89152With him, Sister Ash sets off on course to the East Sixth.
>>89146Are those the descriptions of the two foals with the made mares, or of the other two foals besides those two and Comte’s two in the set of six?>>89150“New Mareland has one thing going for it that none of the other states have going for it. An ocean. An ocean, and a navy defending it. Yes, invading West Equestria right now - and all of this is assuming Chrysalis chooses to knock down the front door rather than quietly open a rear window - will be as simple as driving a tank from the border to the sea. So what? They won’t have defeated New Mareland. Their core territories are overseas, as are their main supplies of most resources save rubber. And if Chrysalis tried to invade Stalliongrad after invading East Equestria, she’ll find not only the tanks and infantry of Stalliongrad staring back at her, but the entire New Mareland Army right above them in grand flights of Pegasi and dive bombers, and behind them in formations of artillery”
>>89154Wait, Six?
I can't remember what Ollie looked like.
I don't recall what the "adopted" foal looked like. I don't think a specific description was given.
Two of the foals had cutie marks, iirc. I think the rest were blank flanks.
Idk who those descriptions referred to, there was very little to go by in the post.
Compt's foals were two colts, White and Green.
>>89155Right now, I'm looking for:
The two foals picked up by the mademares.
The foal who was allegedly adopted.
Ollie.
>>89156Unless I've missed one...
>>89154"Even excusing that New Mareland's navy just got pummeled, and that Chrysalis's own navy has gotten considerably stronger in past months, there is one thing you are forgetting: there is force in Griffonia that is stronger than New Mareland. And they are friendly with Chrysalis."
>>89155If I wasn't mistaken, the foals taken by the mademares we're the two who had Cutie Marks, meaning there was a filly with Sun rats and a Colt with Dumbells among them.
>>89156If we count Comte's foals, then it would be six. I think you're right.
>>89155Then repost exactly what was said in the post
>>89158“Have I forgotten? How could
any pony of the East
ever forget? No, they are still occupied by the Iconoclasts and the “harmonists.” And however cuddly you think Chrysalis is to them, there is nothing she could give them that equals the raw boots on the ground that New Mareland provides against their enemies.”
She moves her head to her shoulder, in what seems to be a faux endearing display
“It isn’t called ‘The Tripple Alliance’ for nothing”
>>89159I know they had cutie marks. I am asking if the black unicorn and the red earth pony are those two pony or a separate two
>>89161I'm trying. My phone crashes when I try to open the thread.
>>89161Silver flashes Blue's trademark grin right back at her. "Well, there is fact that Chrysalis has not conquered numerous Griffon nations in past decade, Griffon nations that Griffonian Empire had machinations of reclaiming. And there is fact that Griffonian Empire still benefits directly from Changeling Panzer designs. And that Changeling Hegemony poses less of threat to Griffonian interests than New Mareland does..."
>>89166>>89163My phone keeps crashing when I try to look at this thread,but idk if there was anything linking the two clues.
>>89163>>89166I'll take a look on the laptop.
It's chugging hard
>>89165She rolls her eyes, then looks ahead and pulls her great outstretched wings back to her side
"There is more to be said about which nations New Mareland has colonized and their relation to the Empire, or exactly how happy the Archon is with the prospect of Changelings gaining a foothold on Griffonia should they conquer New Mareland after conquering an entire continent. But really now, what would be the point in saying it?"
>>89167Let that be a lesson about why you should stop spamming the threads by constantly replying to your own posts. If you have anything to say to anyone, reply to
that person, so they actually know you are talking to them and can sort out the posts among the literal thousands in threads. If you don't have anything to say to anyone and just want to talk to yourself, then don't bother posting. All of us have laptops and phones that crash when we try to open large threads. All of us have difficulty backreading. So don't make it any harder than it needs to be
>>89168I don't think there was any concrete description there.
>>89169How many posts per thread would you prefer?
>>89169"Oh, I imagine they already have their own 'secret diplomacy' between each other about avoiding such possibilities, should they kick New Mareland out of this Triple Alliance and decide to turn on them." He stands up to stretch out his limbs. "In either case, I am not sure how much more massaged your body can get."
>>89171She stands up rather quickly, and walks to the door, opening it for him. She does
not look more relaxed than when she came in.
>>89170You're right. The pics only say there's three blankflanks and the two cutie marks you described. No mention that the cutie marked foals are the ones being trianed by gang members.
>>89172"Thank you for seeing me, Blue. It has been nice talking with you." He trots out the open door.
>>89174She says nothing. The door to the left, the door he came in, is closed
>>89175He goes to leave through this door.
>>89175I think you offended her.Or she's trying to act professional, not sureOr trying not to spark rumors of her bedding an old stallion while in a relationship with Star
>>89177The door is unlocked and opens, but when he does so, a guard on the other side immediately asks "Who are you?"
>>89178Either Silver offended her, or she doesn't like the thought that the Griffonian Empire and the Changeling Hegemony could both turn on New Mareland at the same time, which could have also offended her.>>89179"Silver Sword. I was let in here by Blue Skies." He points to the room he just came out of.
>>89173The question is whether or not the Red Earth Pony and The White Unicorn were the ponies with the Cutie Marks that were sent to the mademares.
The colts we brought back from Burger were a White Earth Pony and a Green Unicorn, who lacked cutie marks: White Orchid and Mint Marine.
If there were three blankflanks, that means that we've found two of them, so there's only one blankflank left, and two with Cutie Marks. Of the two with Cutie Marks, there were was a Filly with Sun Rays and a Colt with dumbells.
>>89181Computer crashed for some reason, so I'll phonepost for a bit to ease its burden.Ah, so it's proven that at least one of the foals has to have a cutie mark. Got it.
>>89180He squints his eyes, and looks back with a look somewhere between uncertainty, disgust, and judgement
"Alright... I guess you are not a detainee, or at least not anymore. You may go."
>>89181I know enough
>>89183He nods at the guard. "Thank you. Have good day." He makes his way past the guard, back outside the building through the way he came in.
>>89184And thus he leaves the snake pit
>>89181By the by, link your movements to the GM.
>>89186Got it.
>>89153>>89185I'm going to have to leave to eat dinner some time soon though.
>>89189We should discuss our plan of action.As he follows Ash towards the East Sixth, he spaks up. "Do you have any plan on how to deal with the mademares?"
>>89191Sister Ash is silent for a few moments before she responds.
"... To ask them nicely if I can see the foals.."
>>89193Iron nods. "I suppose it is a better plan than just punching everypony." He pokes his chin. "This first pony is a mare, right?"
Phoneposting after this post.
>>89194"Perhaps, judging by he name.." she says, a bit unsure
"I want to see what's happened to him.
>>89195"If she is, then you can use her bar as an advantage. We could either cause some damage to it or try to improve the business she has. I am not sure how we would do the latter."
>>89196"It would be preferable not to make a scene. I'll do whatever feels necessary though."
Alright, I know I shouldn't comment on player/character choices, but I will admit that the Silver-Blue Skies scene didn't end in a way that felt satisfying
As it started on Tuesday, I thought that it would be a great exploration of Blue's secret admiration of Silver's philosophy of being kind and doing good to those you have previously received only evil from, in the hopes that they too may learn to be good. And in kind, of Silver's desire to make peace with old enemies from the war, and Silver seeing his old Highwaymare in Blue Skies and possibly falling in love with her. I thought there would be a test of how far Skies was willing to go with Silver. Instead, we got a conservation about a geopolitical situation neither would have first hand knowledge of which became an argument after Blue Skies basically told Silver that her country was intending to use his old homeland as a steak to distract a hunting predator, and Silver in turn restarted the argument that's been had twice before where he tells Blue Skies why he thinks her government is too weak to meaningfully resist the Changelings. So I figured that she would just show him the door when it became obvious that he didn't want to be persuaded, but rather belittle the government she works for. Maybe I should have had her make a sarcastic remark, but it would have ended the same. And the massage was neither him wanting to touch her nor him testing her, but repaying what she did for him the day before.
I feel like this would have gone differently if I could have stayed up on Tuesday, but I thought that I may have had stuff to do in the morning, so I went to sleep
I don't think Dark Star's player is returning for a while. This is probably the last time we will see Blue Skies for a long time
Again, I don't want to influence player choices, because you can do what you want to. I just wanted to express my feelings
>>89199Understandable. I had a feeling she was testing Silver on some level from how physical the two were being.
>>89199Gee, I'm not really sure how to respond to that...Skies isn't a bad character, btw, despite my character not always getting along with her (for her own, in-character reasons).Also, if you had a path you wanted my character to follow, I wouldn't be unwilling to try to play the role in my own way. I can be an actor as much as a player, so I don't mind if you wanna influence my character to a slight degree.
>>89202I do agree with this. You don't have to be scared of limiting players' freedom to tell the story you want.
>>89203 I wouldn't put it as 'limiting character's freedoms', but moreso 'quest giving'. If there's a role you want me to play in the story, I'll steer my character towards developing that role.
After all, PCs are effectively protagonists.
>>89204I'm pretty sure at this point, it's too late to place limitations on character creation since we're already somewhat fleshed characters that now need to be motivated through their own likes and dislikes.I suppose Iron can do that too.Or, you know, make Iron jump off a cliff and start fresh with that unicorn/pegasus bard I keep talking about.
>>89205Nah, Sister Ash has plenty of room to change. I actually devised a flow-chart like system to figure out what different paths she can take as a hero. The only question to how she'd mature depends on what the long-term goals of the party outta be. So far, I've focused on developing her as a kind and charitable character, to flesh-creatures alignment as a neutral good ascetic. I was hoping to do some stuff that could make her stand out as a nature-worshipper too, sometime.Characters can always change. That's what character development is. Goals, experiences, and comradery are all good ways to Stoke character development.
Besides, Sister Ash might eventually have to drop the ascetiscism gig, since she currently has an AC of just 10...
>>89206>only 10 AC*insert pledge to protect meme*
I sure hope Iron can manage. He is kind of a stubborn pony that only respects a good hoof or fist fight first, then words.
>>89207Well, Sister Ash is similar, in her own way.
>>89207Iron doesn’t
have to follow Ash around like a lost puppy
>>89210He's a puppy with a purpose to protecc, like Caleb.
Aside from that, he did promise to help her all the way. Tell you what. I'll go back to Cauldron for some work after helping Ash on her sidequest. Sound good?That is if this doesn't go to shit and the bar isn't destroyed or the mademares killed or otherwise wishing for vengeance. If that's the case, maybe he can act like a merc for Black Hooves. All of this after fullfilling his promise.
>>89211It's very much appreciated.
>>89212I don't think he's doing a lot. At least not yet. He's more of a contingency plan of sorts. If the baddies want combat, they'll get combat kind of deal. Apart from that, he's just along for the ride.
Do we have time to play tonight?
>>89214With just Iron and Ash?
>>89215Well, idk if anyone else is here..
>>89216I think he's implying we're going to desync again like the cannery job.
>>89218AY! The mango-fueled bat is bacc!
>>89219Again, if only you knew. So where are we at, and who's feeling daring?
>>89220Iron, Ash and you. GM is so-so, maybe phoneposting. Spark is nowhere to be seen.
>>89218Last I recall, Brie stepped out. At least I think. Spark has been babysitting the ersatz foals, who promptly started fighting each other. Silver was being nice to Blue Skies at headquarters until he wasn't, he's probably coming back now
>>89220>>89221Also, Silver and GM did an oopsie on their character exploration, so Skies is going to be absent for some time.
>>89222>>89223The last thing Brie explicitly did was to rest for a journey with Wesley adorably snuggling under his wing.
>>89224>>89225Jesus Christ, are you multiRPing or something?Well, now you've unlocked 'Interacting with Spark and the two foals' option. Brie can wake up to see Spark trying to acheive peace while Kerr and Wesley
who is assumed to have since gone away from his conforting bat wing are having a friendly scuffle.
Colts will be colts, after all.
>>89225D'aww, well Wesley was fighting with Kerr, though he probably wouldn't have if he had a pony to parasitize on
So, were we supposed to meet up with any of the others, cuz I kind of thought we were going to see the mademares solo.
>>89228We can do that to get Spark's above average diplomacy and bluff skills.
>>89228And I'd like to have this figured out sooner than later, because it's getting late, and I don't have the Constitution to stay up until 2am
>>89227Brie is a sociopath, no lovings to nom on.
>>89229I don't think I have any diplomacy. I think that was all Dark Star.
>>89229Does he even have diplomacy as a class skill?
I do, but no skill points to allocate...
>>89232>>89233Oh. Well, I suppose bluff can be useful?
>>89234Idk.
Well, do we go to get Spark or not? I thought he was busy with the changelings.
>>89235Right, he is busy with those foals. I suppose if Spark really wants to come OOC, then we could leave Silver as their guardian, unless we can get an NPC to care for changeling foals out of everything.
>>89232Hey, Spark, do you want to come or babysit the bug bois some more?
>>89237Hmm... I would like to come to reduce the chances of the place burning down, but I should stay with the changelings until they are sent away.
I'm still going to miss them.
>>89238We're getting you.
Alright, Sister Ash and Iron detour to go get Spark.
>>89231Brie, can you stay with the bug bois for a bit longer?
>>89241"Yeah, they're fine with me"
>>89242Oh whoops, sorry. We weren't there yet. Keep that answer for later.
>>89239>>89227Just in case you needed to link it.Calling you out, Ashy.
>>89244Wait, what? Now I'm confused...
>>89245Remember the whole 'link to the people the post is for' lesson?
>>89246I'm sorry, m8.. I'm nearly passed out and my attention span is thinking..
>>89247I think the GM's on the same vein, actually.>>89242>>89240You two, do you think you can be available on day hours like 12 to 3 or 4 PM? Silver and GM will probably be at the same schedule.
>>89248Tomorrow is the Superbowl. Burgers may be busy footballing.
>>89249Oh no.
I think we should consider this an end unless the GM props up your prompt of going to the tavern in about half an hour.
>>89248I make no promises
>>89248I should be more often like that now. My schedule kind of went crazy for a couple of weeks, but it is stabilizing now.
>>89251The suspense.>>89252Alrighty. Good to know.
Alright. I'm sleeping now.
>>89255Goodnight.
I'll follow your example by going to bed too.
>>89252>>89251I hope I can see you two at the hours I mentioned, as well as the GM and Silver.
Maybe it's a bit too early. I am basing myself upon ART, not your usual timeframe. If you want to compare your times, I'm nodding off at 3:25 AM today.
Not sure what I could really add about the whole encounter between Silver and Blue. They were having a fun time together, Silver repaying Blue's kindness from before, chatting about things, and then an argument happened. I guess I could say I also think the ending was dissatisfactory, and that it's not at all the way I would've liked it to end, but that's just how it went down, I suppose. I could add that Silver would be more than willing to make things up with Blue, if she would even speak with him at this point. Other than that, I guess I'll have to live with it.
Of course, a lack of Dark Star and Blue Skies kinda throws a couple wrenches into things, going on from here. Dark Star was a bit like the de facto leader of the group because of his connections and diplomatic skill, and his presence will be sorely missed by everyone. And Silver still has a small quest from Blue that he still needs to finish, or needed to finish but can't anymore. Blue Skies was the group's connection into the Black Hooves, and besides the Black Hooves, there's only one other faction in the city that the group knows how to contact, that being the Waterfront Gang. Most of the group would be hesitant to meet up with the Communists. And there's a distinct lack of Harmonists in the city.
>>89257So we gangsta now?
>>89258Unless something pops up, maybe. It depends on if Iron has connections with a section of the Waterfront Gang that is at least semi morally-agreeable to most of the gang.
>>89259I think Cauldron is a good zebra. Maybe a bit specist from her painting of zebras dominating ponies, or maybe it's her father who fought against poners.As a sidenote to your concerns, there's always going in like Dark Star did, just asking to join the faction all willy-nilly. They're a big organization, so there's a lot of ponies inside the faction to ask for jobs and gain renown.
>>89257I was actually hoping to fill the niche of the diplomat, tbh. Diplomacy is a class skill for Druids so she wouldn't have to spend double ranks to increase it, and it's part of why I was playing a pacifist.
Although, she doesn't actually have those skills yet; I was going to give her sheet and overhaul after her first level-up, when it'starts decided whether or not she'll be able to do this Asceticism thing. After that, i'll reflux her skill set.
As for connections to the Blackhooves and the waterfront gang, it would depend on what the party (and more importantly, GM) want to do as the main question going forward. Connections could be reestablished, if PCs proactively tried.
As things stand, the party doesn't have a common goal, whichis why we've had some much trouble sticking together. The party needs to get together and discuss what they want in life, so that they can all head off on a joined adventure.
Sister Ash came to Equestria as a religiosity pilgrimage, to study eldritch and magical places in pursuit of advancing her own powers and becoming closers to nature; as well as to observe the role that ponies play as caretakers of nature. Everfree would be something like a mecca to her, but she would follow the party to any remote forest/cavern/dungeon so long as there was magic/nature/clergy that she could learn from; while everypony else hunts for treasure and plot development.
>>89261>>89259That makes three people. Who else will come in at this hour? Will it be the elusive Brie, or the reserved Spark? Will the edgy satyr Dark Star appear just like a wizard, just in time? Will the GM capitalize on the appearances of all players at this hour or real life has tied him up and taken him as a hostage?
No one shall ever know.
Brie has a plan. I'm not telling you what it is cuz that would be meta
>>89267That makes four.
Of course the rogue has to keep his plans secret. Typical rogue stuff.
>>89260>cauldron is speciestWhat?
>>89257Disappointing, but it makes me wonder what exactly I was hoping for
>>89269I thought with that painting the restaurant had, there's a little possibility. It could be his father though. Or its just a battle his father had long ago. Who knows, really? Never really asked Cauldron or any of her brothers and sisters.
>>89271The painting was intended to be a depiction of sort of ponified Battle of Isandlwana, which if you’ll recall was a battle where Zulu warriors defeated a contingent of British infantry. Essentially it would have represented a Zebrican accomplishment and be a sort of symbol of Zebrican pride
>>89272Ah, that's new to me. A cool reference. Sorry if I didn't get it before.
Iron never really commented on it, it was just OOC suspicions.
>>89268Actually, its cuz OOC discussions about what the player's character is going to do, wants, or plans is meta in the extreme
>>89274It'd be nice for characters to talk about what they want though, so they can cooperate.
>>89278We could if we were able to transport ourselves to that tavern and meet up with Spark and Brie.
Maybe Silver, if he is able to reach the tavern at the same time.I want to aggressively hug Kerr again.
>>89279This. Brie hasn't moved since the last mission.
>>89257I'm not entirely sure how the argument is supposed to go down. This is at least the third time its happened
"Your country is too weak to defeat the Changelings!"
"No it isn't"
"Yeah huh!"
"Nu uh"
"Yeah huh!"
"Okay. Fine then. Tell me how you will defeat the Changelings with no way to stall for time, no army, no navy, no airforce, and nowhere to run"
"I won't. All hope is lost"
"Okay. Then go be a feeding thrall"
"Well maybe I will!"
"There's a corner for you to sit and wait"
*conversation ends*
>>89281That's kinda funny.If you're up for it, Iron and Ash are going to the tavern to fetch Spark. We could have some PC discussion time while we wait for Silver to arrive.
>>89280>>89278Are you guys also up for it or is real life blocking your attempts?
>>89279Well, let's do that then. I wanna get this side quest finished.
>>89282I don't have anything to do at this very moment.
So, Iron and Sister Ash are going to meet the rest of the party at the tavern, right?
They go straight there then.
>>89284Remember to link your post to the GM.
>>89286It is so. Basically no one is there
>>89287>>89286"It is rather empty for a tavern. Maybe ponies only go here at night?" Iron scratches his helment, then shakes his head. "Nevermind. Follow me, I know where Spark might be." He proceeds to go upstairs, motioning Ash to follow.
>>89288",You think they're here?"
Sister Ash follows him, up the stairs, gripping the sides of her shawl to avoid tripping.
Role call.
Who was going to come find the foals?
>>89289"At least one of them should be in his room due to our mission last night." Iron proceeds to walk towards Silver's room. "You shall see when I open the door."
>>89287>>89252>>89280The ponies inside Silver's room can hear a strong knock on the door, asking to come in.
>>89290Of course I'm here. GM is here too. Brie might still be here. Spark and Silver are unknown variables.
>>89291"It couldn't hurt to look." Sister Ash replies
>>89287Is Caleb allowed inside the tavern?
If not, he knows the 'Stay' command, so he can wait outside.
>>89292I’m back. Sorry for the wait.
>>89291I go to the door and open it slightly to see who is there.
>>89294>>89293He can see a wolf-head, armor wearing Earth Pony with a shield equipped. "Hello Spark. How are the foals doing?"
>>89295“A bit on the restless side, but fine.”
I open the door to let you in.
>>89294"Good morning, Mr. Spark" Sister Ash says, with another of her routine, Oriental bows
>>89296Iron takes the invitation, letting himself in.
>>89297"Be prepared to see some of the strangest foals yet." He motions Ash to follow him inside.
>>89297“Good morning. Are the other goals we rescued doing ok?”
>>89298"I already saw them." She replies
>>89299"No." She says, flatly
".. but they may recover.."
>>89300A light grey Pegasus colt with dark grey mane walks up to Ash
>>89300>>89301"Oh. I suppose it was obvious since you were there with them." Iron proceeds to sit in a corner, unsure if the foals are now going to cower under the bed due to his different appearance.
>>89302It looks as though the corner to the left, furthest away from the door has already been claimed by a small blue unicorn
>>89300“We really need to find the other ones that are still missing before they are beyond recovery. For now though, Silver has left to find out the best course of action to return these little ones home. Hopefully he will be back soon.”
>>89302“Any idea on where we begin to look for the other foals?”
>>89301*Looks down*
"Hello." She says
>>89305The colt does not speak, but sits down in front of Ash, sort of wagging his tail, although his position sitting on the ground makes that difficult
>>89301*Looks down*
"Hello." She says
>>89304"Yes, actually. We were going to pay a visit to one of the mademares. Somepony at East Sixth named Willowbrooks. I was hoping you would be able to come with us, but you seem to be busy for now." He waves his hoof. "We can wait here until he comes back." He smiles mischeivously.
>>89303Cute ICE pony. I think it's ICE pony.Iron decides to test this unicorn's courage. He slowly walks towards the foal himself for a staredown.
>>89308This foal looks determined. He is
not giving up his spot
>>89304"There are four left. Two of them were sent off to the leaders of the low-lives who kidnapped them. One was supposedly adopted for an absurd amount of money. And one was spotted near the soup kitchen.."
>>89309Iron now stands right in front of him. He lets his shield fall down to the floor next to him, obviously away from the brave unicorn foal so that it doesn't fall on him.
>>89310Rather r00d to keep a bug boi waiting, Ash
>>89308"Yes. I would like to visit them both before the day's end though. There really isn't any time to spare."
>>89313"Understandable." He nods. "The moment Silver comes, we can leave with Spark." He wonders if a certain bat would be here still.
>>89314"Where
is Silver, exactly? Did he say he was coming back here?"
>>89315>>89309"I think Spark said as much before, if I am not mistaken." He does not change position from his staring down at the unicorn colt.
Sorry, was doin' stuff, catching up now
>>89317Iron is staring down Kerr for some reason
>>89316>>89311The foal does not move nor blink. It's almost like he's accustomed to not needing to blink
>>89312I don't really like vampires, tbh..
>>89318Brie looks up at Iron, then at Kerr. "What's eatin' you Iron?"
>>89318Iron smiles from under his helmet, patting him on the head. Such a brave little colt he is.
>>89320Iron shrugs.
>>89322"Awww come on, it was funny. You know, changelings, eating,..."
Onyx decides he actually has to wake up for once.
>>89322He looks like he resents being pat
>>89319Think of them as Incubi then, just not necessarily sexual
>>89326>The legend never diesNot true, I'm just really good and coming back
>>89324He wakes up to see a dog in front of him, staring at the pretzels on the countertop.
>>89325That's kind of worse, tbh..
>>89323He cocks his head a bit, not knowing how to respond.
>>89325"Sorry." Iron chuckles. He picks him up for a hug.
>>89323>>89328"Anyways, we were planning on taking Spark away for the day. Do you think you can stay here and take care of these little rascals until Silver arrives?"
>>89328"..."
Onyx looks around for the dog's owner
>>89329"Fine by me, I've still got some thinking to do." Brie says, stretching his arms and wings in a single motion.
>>89329He seems resistant. Then not resistant. Then very cold and almost holding a static charge
>>89328Why is Incubi worse? It's only sexual if you want it to be
>>89330The dog appears to be alone, sitting patiently.
>>89329Sister Ash nods in agreement.
>>89332Incubi are literal demons who manipulate people to leech off of their lifeforce.
>>89332Iron does a little nuzzling as an added bonus.
>>89333>>89331"Alright then. Give me a second." He appears to be nuzzling and hugging the unicorn colt.
>>89334These are not true demons though. These are Changelings. They are pony-like insectoids that manipulate and deceive ponies to leech off of their life force>>89336He can hear a cold wind blow
>>89335The doggo just sits there panting, looking directly at Onyx.
>>89337Yeah, although the archytype still fits.
>>89337Iron decides to increase the huggle intensity. He's going to make him react if it's the last thing he does.
>>89338Onyx steps up to the dog
"I said git"
>>89340"Woof." The huskie replies stubbornly, staying steadfast, as if chained to the spot.
>>89339*Insectoid noises*
>>89341Do I have to roll to slap the damn dog?
>>89342"That is more like it." Iron gently plops down the unicorn foal on the corner he was in with a big smile on his face.
>>89341>>89304"I am ready to go. Shall we?"
>>89343Fluffy boi gonna bite u. Don't try it.
>>89344Roll for fortitude save
>>89345damn the fluffy boi
[1d20+5 = 23]>>89346Oh boe.
>>89343That may be counterproductive.
The dog has been handled to perform the 'stay' trick.
>>89344“I believe so.”
Spark waves goodbye to the changelings, though hoping they aren’t sent back home before he returns.
>>89349Does the horse seems like he knows that? He just wants it out of the damn bar. No dogs where people eat and drink.
>>89348All items of color in the room flicker grey, and Iron can feel a sense of dread as a sort of tinnitus sound fills his ears... Then it stops, and everything seems normal, mostly, although at the moment it's as if the joy has been sucked right out of him
>>89344"I'm ready." She says, turning towards the door
>>89351No u"Woof."
[1d20+8 = 17]>>89352Spellcraft check, to recognize the supernatural effect created
>>89353Damn this dog....
Meanwhile, last I remember Onyx was mentioning something about him or Blue being able to get him citizenship
>>89352Iron pats that 'unicorn foal' on his head again. "Hope you liked it, Kerr."
>>89353>>89350"Alright, we should be good to go." He says, a bit more of a monotone voice. "Lead the way, Ash."
So since Brie is bug-sitting, you guys don't need me right?
>>89354Harmonic magic drain. The reactions are simply the result of a brief deficit of important psychic energy in the soul as portions of the psyche are literally sucked away. Think of it sort of like a lack of oxygen in the brain, including the potential to cause fainting
>>89356Yes
>>89357The foal purrs, and closes his eyes, smiling
>>89358Not really. If you need to go do IRL stuff, you can.Just don't disappear for weeks on end.
>>89359>Waits for someone to arrive that has knowledge of naturalization ceremonies
>>89357I follow Iron.
>>89358You could play with the foals some, and make sure they don’t bust out of the place.
>>89359Sister Ash's eyes widen, then narrow, as she recognizes what seems similar to very powerful necromancy. She stares directly at the parasite for almost 30 seconds, before leaving in a huff.
>>89360Not doing stuff no, but I'm catching up on stuff and I don't want a bajillion windows open,... I'm not GMXp
>>89359He chuckles at the foal. "Be good with Brie, little guy."
>>89363Iron follows Ash out of the building, Spark in tow.
>>89361The dog turns his head towards the far side of room and wags his tail, as a weird unicorn-thing in a nun's habit descends from the staircase.
>>89358Ask them
>>89363He looks back, unimpressed. Like he expects to be hated
>>89361>waiting for some one to come to himThat could take a while
>>89364Don't worry. We'll be fine. Whenever you want to come back, you can play with the foals and wait for Silver to arrive.>>89366Her appearance is followed by an steel-covered stallion with a wolf helmet and Spark.
>>89366"Hi Ash, Hi Iron, Hi Spark"
>>89367>Implying Blue isn't an alcoholic that'll show up at the bar soon
>>89369"Hello, Sir." The dragonlady calls back, stopping to pet the dog, who promptly stands up and wags his tail.
>alcoholicThis strongly depends on whether or not Dark Star succeeded in actually knocking her up.
>>89369"Hello." He nods at him, acknowledging his existence.
>>89369Hmmm...
>>89370Do you think she'd be more inclined to drink?
>>89370Onyx narrows his eyes, but decides to just go back to working.
After all, they aren't the strangest acting people he's seen around.
>>89371>>89362"I wanted to stop by the East Sixth first. After that, we can head to Westhaven." Sister Ash says, as she leaves out the doorway.
>>89374"Roger that." Iron proceeds to follow Ash, with Spark right behind him.
>>89376She marches into a trot as she makes her way towards the designated destination.
>>89377>>89372Iron tries his best to follow. He checks the time of day to see if her hurry is justified as they travel to their destination.
>>89378Not really. It's sometime before noon, approximately 11 AM
>>89379>>89377He shrugs. The sooner this ends, the better. He decides not to comment on her hurried state of mind, only wondering when they'll reach their destination.
>>89380Sister Ash leads the ways, Caleb beside her, heading straight to her destination.
>>89381I think you should link your movements to the GM.
>>89384It occurs to onyx that unless Dark Star will walk through that door, he can gain more opportunities by going outside than wait for things to come to him
>>89383This is an older part of town. Some of the buildings seem a little more worn down, broken windows seem never to be replaced, and more than a few shops are closed. The ponies on the streets look less trust worthy, and the streets themselves are less clean
>>89385It also occurs to Onyx that he's better off with a job than without, and shouldn't miss more time.
>>89383>>89385Iron readies himself, gripping his shield on his armored hoof. Any possible pony who tries something funny gets the fist.
>>89385Sister Ash trots through the streets warily, looking for any signs of the place she's looking for.
She takes 10 on her Handle Animal check to command Caleb to perform the 'defend' trick; and Caleb sticks to her side, guarding against any potential aggressors.
>>89388And there she see's it. The establishment on East Sixth: The Caravan Night club. A brown brick exterior with strung up lights and two floors.
>>89388>>89389Uh oh. I hope it's not what I think it is."Are you ready?"
>>89389Sister Ash approaches the building slowly.
She takes the scrap of cloth, and the picture from her satchel, and presents them both Caleb once more to, handling him to perform the 'track' trick, and seek out either the foal or traces of his scent if it comes up in the area.
>>89390>unarmed>unarmored"Ready as I'm going to be." Sister Ash says, summoning up her courage as she enters the building
>>89391Oh Caleb smells him all right. Smells him all over the area
>>89391I think you have my hide armor still.Iron nods.
>>89391He's detected the colts scent?
Alright, well, if he's within 60 feet, Caleb can take a move action to determine his direction.
>>89393She came only wearing the habit
>>89394>>89392What does this nightclub look like? Are there a lot of ponies around?
>>89395The description of the nightclub exterior is on
>>89389. No party member has moved inside. The exterior is not terribly impressive. Yes, ponies walk by on the street
>>89386Ugh, fine. I'll actually do something.
Onyx goes looking for Blue.
>>89396Sister Ash approaches the entrance to the building, and walks inside.
Is it a large building?
Ah, shoot, I'm going to need to step out for like 20 mins.
>>89397Well, since he knows that she's Blackhooves, Black Hooves local headquarters is a good place to start
>>89398Yes, yes it is. When she enters through the door, she sees that it is better on the inside. Red carpet floors, Leather booths, cherry wood walls, more than a few tropical plants around, a large aquarium, a very high ceiling with the railing of a second floor over top. A worker cleans the floor. There are only a few ponies that look like customers, but the older Unicorn in black suit and his younger earth pony companion with a well maintained mane looks important. No pony immediately greets the entrants
>>89400Well then I guess he heads there, what did you expect?
>>89399Wait, maybe not that long.
>>89398Iron follows her inside, with Spark behind him.
Unless she wants us to stay outside.
>>89401little less than midday. It's a large building that was clearly a luxury hotel very recently, with two griffins in military uniform standing guard outside. As Onyx enters, a minotaur guard greets him
"Can I help you?"
>>89404"I'm here to talk to Blue Skies"
>>89405>>89404Blue Skies is very popular among the stallions, amirite?
>>89405He chuckles briefly
"She's a popular mare this morning. Let me go summon her" He walks off
>>89405>>89407In walks the Minotaur and the semi-familiar light-blue pegasus from a door on the left.
"If he didn't want a hangover he shouldn't have drunk so much"
She looks over at Onyx, and seems to immediately recognize him
"Well hello"
>>89408"Hi, Onyx said I should talk to you for certain papers. Do you have a minute?"
>>89409Dark Star, not Onyx. But while I'm posting...
"And a better place to talk?"
>>89408Ooh. I hope that's Fillipe.>>89402Be sure to respond to the GM post related to you when you come back, Ash.
>>89410>>89409She smiles. It's a smile that's accompanied by a certain narrowing of the eyes, like the eyes suggest anger but the smile suggests joy. It's a bit strange.
"Oh, so you must be the guy wanting papers"
>>89412"Uh yes, that's why I'm here"
>>89400Is there a front desk?
>>89413“Walk this way,” she says with a sweet, high pitched voice, as she walks towards a door in the back past a set of counters and through the lobby
>>89416She opens a door, goes down a short hallway and enters a door on the right. The hallway is white and looks like the inside of an office building. The room she goes into has a window from the hallway, and a black door. When she goes inside, it can be seen there is a desk and several file cabinets. Without looking back at him, she asks
“So, what is it exactly you want?”
>>89417"Citizenship preferably"
>>89418“I see. Tell me, what is your name, where do you come from, and how old are you?”
She picks out a particular drawer, then a particular file, pulls out a sheet of paper, places it on the desk and picks up a pen
>>89419"Onyx Steel, Crystal Empire, and 32"
>>89420“Alright”
Talking to herself, she says
“Onyx Steel... 980... Neighagra Falls”
She then asks him
“How did you get here exactly?”
>>89421"Prisoner boat"
Onyx takes a seat, realizing this could be a while
[1d20 = 1][1d20+14 = 33]>>89400Sister Ash looks around for anypony who could possibly help her find the lost colt, asking anypony who looks like a clerk or otherwise helpful individual.
Caleb similarly tries his best to make out strongest trail of scent that could lead to him, taking advantage of his racial bonus when tracking by scent.
Rolling Gather Information for Sister Ash.
The roll with the +14 modifier is Caleb.
>>89422“Oh. One of the Marelitos. Tell me. Have you ever been convicted of an aggravated felony? Have you ever been a member of any communist or left wing party? Have you ever participated in persecutions against ponykind?” Looking directly at him “Have you been replaced by a Changeling since I checked you three days ago?”
>>89423This is what I get for being greedy and rolling two dice in one post...
>>89423>>89425Oof. At least Caleb will find something concrete.Don't forget the important duo he mentioned in the description if you want to talk about the whereabouts of the colt.
>>89424"No, no, no, and if so it's news to me"
>>89426I thought it'd be unwise to just approach them directly, but that crit failure implies drawing attention...
>>89428I'd think it implies walking into a wall, if you want to go the comic route.
>>89429That sounds more like a fail of spot or other perceptive ability
>>89429Forgive me for asking, but who are you exactly?
>>89427“Alright. Only one more thing. Smile!”
She pick up a Polaroid on the edge of desk, and quickly snaps a picture of Onyx with a bright flash
>>89431Spectator. Maybe it's the GM under a persona. Who knows?
>>89423Ash moves forward, as does Caleb. As Ash goes forward she... slips on water, hits her head on s table, and knocks over a glass, which breaks. Two ponies come out, one short maned multicolored hair blue female Earth Pony, and a big black Earth Pony. They seem uneasy about Ash, and instantly take a disliking to Iron, whom they are very suspicious of.
“You can’t take dogs in here. Or police shields”
>>89432Onyx rubs his good eye
"Lil bit of warning next time?"
>>89436She continues that smile
“Such is life. It comes at you without warning. One moment”
She leaves the room
>>89435"Oh, pardon me, sirs.." sister Ash says, with a bow
She looks at Caleb briefly
>".. Did you get his trail?"
>>89437"SuCh iS lIFe, like I wouldn't know"
I would have preferred if the argument hadn't happened in the first place, but whatever.
Also, you keep saying both IC and OOC that Silver's argument is that they should just give up, but he's never said anything of the sort.
>>89435Was Caleb able to make anything out?
Do ponies eat fish at all? Onyx is curious about obtaining some fish for reasons
>>89443Another meat eater? Blasphemy!I think it's taboo, but I'm not sure.
>>89444I guess we'll find out
>>89443Eat kelp like a normal horse.
>>89443>>89445>>89447My fishfucking senses are tingling
>>89448W0t? Like dolphins do when they're horny? Or Nathan Drake kind of fishfucking, which involves slapping ponies' faces with a fish?
>>89444Fish isn't meat. Ask a Catholic. Also, gotta get those Omega-3 fatty acids somehow.
>>89443I imagine in some places it's considered acceptable to eat fish, at least more so than poultry or mammalian livestock. Especially if, for example, you're in a place like Severyana/Stalliongrad where the ground is frozen solid for half a year yet all it takes to get fish is to cut a hole in the river ice.
>>89449More like how anon does when he sees a sexy fish
>>89450But fish isn't a hervibore meal either. You can't hide with the fact that horses are omnivores 'since they eat insects sometimes'. No horse eats fish unless its a degenerate.>>89452So the dolphin route, got it.
>>89440She returns, holding a special piece of laminated paper
“And here you go. A visa. Your place of birth is now Neighagra Falls, year 980”
>>89442Make out what?
>>89439Again, they seem uneasy
“What is he doing here?”
>>89454"Thank you very much for this, if there's anything I can do in return please just let me know."
Onyx nods before heading to the market and looking for a fish vendor.
>>89441well, he’s never articulated an alternativeEven after it happened, he didn’t have to say “massage is over either way” which was guaranteed to end the conversation then and this leave it on a bad noteIf he had touched her pussy, that’s guaranteed to change the conversation, regardless of how well it’s recieved>>89455She looks at him and bats her eyes
“Do
you need anything else?”
>>89454Sister Ash leans on Caleb for a bit, tapping the square around her with her cane, before turning to face the ponies, squinting hardly through her long eyelashes.
".. Pardon me.. I'm not the best at getting around by myself, so I rely on this one to support me.." she says, not making eye contact
>>89456I figured the alternative is the blatantly obvious "we fight" option. He's mentioned it before, if briefly.Also, fair enough on the whole leaving the conversation there part. Not sure if Silver would do anything particularly sexual, but it would still probably be a good idea for him to check up on Blue and apologize for any hard feelings.
>>89454I meant if he could make out a trail leading to the colt.
He had a modified 33 on survival, tracking by scent.
>>89456"Not really, that sets me up; unless you can get me a job."
>>89458The only thing hard is Silver's DICK.Or the difficulty of mending this relationship.>>89457>>89454Iron simply nods, confirming Ash's words.
>>89461the spoiler has me laughing
>>89457They look somewhat concerned
“Are you lost?”
>>89459He seems to be inside of the building at the moment
>>89460“
I don’t have s job for you now. But the Governate is
always short staffed, I am sure some pony needs something”
>>89461Well, if there's anypony alive who could make Silver's dick hard, it would be Blue.
>>89464Ah, you seem to like cuckolding ponies. What a naughty old pony.
>>89463"Short staffed? I mean, I'm not used to office work and such but I guess I could help someone"
>>89463"I'm looking for somepony..." She says, hapazardky fishing out the photo of the colts and levitating it towards their general direction, upside-down.
".. Have you seen this foal? It's very important that I find him.."
>>89466She heads out through the door of the office, down the short hallway and into the main lobby
“Hunter here may have something for you”
She stands next to a red smiling Pegasus on the other side of the counter
>>89467“That’s Willowbrook’s apprentice. What do you want with him?”
>>89468"I'd be happy to help"
>>89469The Pegasus is kind of young, but answers back
“Alright, what is your background and experience?”
>>89468"To speak with him." She says
"Is he present?"
>>89471“Let me check with Willowbrook”
The blue pony with the short mane asks
“Why does he have a police shield?”
>>89470"Well, by need I'm a soldier. By cutie mark I'm a smith..."
>>89472"I bought it at the Jungle Rush," Iron explains. "It saved my hide yesterday."
>>89473“Well, there are a few factories hiring...” She looks through a stack of papers
“I see that Revenue and Immigration each have jobs they are looking for help to clear”
>>89474“From?”
>>89475"Ghasts." She interjects
>>89476>>89475Iron nods, confirming her assertions.
>>89476>>89477“Does he need it
inside?”
>>89478"In order to ensure the safety of my client, all measures have to be implemented. The heavier the armor, the less amount of wiseponies will try to threaten her."
>>89479“Great. The both of you can wait outside”
>>89475"Sounds good to me"
>>89481She hands over two distinct documents
“You may want to bring along friends for this”
She opens the first one
“Immigration and Naturalization believes that intense smuggling of aliens is occurring in the Red Hoof area or the south Waterfront. A pony by the name of Robert Sweeten is believed to be involved. There is a desire to stop it”
>>89476>>89480Who do you mean, exactly? Ash, Caleb and Iron?Iron is unmoved for the time being, awaiting Ash's decision.
>>89482Onyx snaps to soldier like attention.
"Understood"
>>89484“Here’s a dossier with more information”
She hoofs over a document
“Our second job here is from Revenue Services. Out in Coppervine, south of the city in the Hayseed forests, there are confirmed accounts of the manufacture of alcoholic spirits without payment of the required taxes”
>>89483“Sir, we are protecting
our client. If you need to wear thick steel and a police shield, you cannot be trusted to have good intent. Please go outside before we have Spot bring out the Manticore gun”
I need a few minutes before I can respond
>>89486"Like I would try to hurt anypony in here. I would rather not hurt any potential friends of Cauldron in here."
>>89486"Luckily I think I've got some guys to help me"
>>89488The blue pony dies not know who the hell he’s talking about. The Black pony...
“You know Cauldron? The Zebra mare who always likes to sneak up on you when you’re looking for her?”
>>89489“Excellent. Here’s the dossier. Should you choose to complete these, just return here. But beware. They know the government is after them”
>>89490Iron nods. "Yeah, that one precisely."
>>89464If you want Silver to apologize to his not-girlfriend...
>>89491He smiles
“Oh. Well in that case. Henhill is in the back, and so is Willow Brook”
>>89490"It is noted, thank you"
Onyx heads back to the bar, doing his day job and considering how to go about his missions
>>89492Iron smiles back. "Thank you. Be sure to send my regards to her. She cooks some delicious meals." He starts walking towards the back, following the Earth Pony's directions.
>>89487Iron beckons Ash to follow him along, with Caleb if possible.
>>89494Sorry, a bunch of shit came up.
Sister Ash follows Iron, leaning on Caleb and tapping the ground before her with her cane.
>>89494>>89495The blue pony is not pleased. But the black pony leads them towards the back. They are lead to a young looking brown earth pony with short black mane and a black jacket. He looks like Dark Star, really, with a different coat color and a bit more muscle
He takes a cigar out of his mouth
“And who might you be?” He asks
>>89498Sister Ash does not look up, until the pony speaks, then she tilts her head towards him and bows politely.
>>89499“A nun? Where are you from. You look different”
>>89500"I'm from the East, the far East." She says, bowing harder
"I'm not actually a nun myself, but I recently began to volunteer at the orphanage on the hill."
>>89501IT’S THE SOUTH, GODDAMNIT. The “Far Far East” is the Changelings of Greneclyf, the Republic of Nimbusia, and the reindeer of Nyutt Radjurland“I see. So tell me, what brings you here. To my back office”
>>89502Idk what the dimensions of this planet are, or how much is included. I just said something that sounded Oriental."Have you seen this colt?" She says, levitating the photo like she did before
"I've been looking for this pony for quite some time now, and I heard he might be here."
>>89503>>89503He looks at her with a blankish expression
“You’re looking for Henhill?”
>>89504Is that the name of the pony I'm looking for?
>>89505Pretty sure he is.
>>89506Just checking>>89504Sister Ash nods slowly
"Yes.. That child."
>>89507“What do you want with him?”
>>89508Sister Ash's expression becomes serious
"That child was taken forcefully from the orphanage on the hill two weeks ago: nopony even knew if he was still alive. It has been my journey to find him and ensure his well being." She says
>>89509>>89509“Well I don’t know about any orphanage, but I can tell you that Henhill has never been better.”
He gets up from his seat, and goes to a door in the back of the room, opens it, and calls through
“Henhill! Come here”
>>89510Iron feels like there's going to be a mental conflict in Ash if what Willow Brook says is true.
>>89512>>89510From the back door, a sand colored Earth Pony with ashen mane cut short and sticking up like Willowbrook. His eyes have this sort of half closed appearance
“I got the wallet off that guy who wasn’t paying up. He should have guarded his bag as much as his drink”
Willowbrook speaks to him
“We’ll talk about that later. Stay there by the door”
>>89513[REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEs internally]
>>89513Iron is pretty disappointed in what this colt is becoming so far, judging by his slip of the tongue. He should be focusing on increasing his strength, not just stealing through dirty tricks.
>>89515>>89515He shouldn’t be. This earth pony has big strong muscles on him, even for his age. He’ll be breaking legs in a few years if he isn’t already
>>89513Sister Ash remains motionless until she hears the colt's voice
(still pretending to be visually impaired)She approaches the colt slowly.
"Hello." She says
>>89515Also this.
>>89516>Not seeking the ultimate powerTsk tsk.
>>89517>>89517He has a kind of irritated look on his face. He says with a subtle hint of disgust
“Hello”
>>89516At first, he nods at his physical capabilities, admiring his physique.
>>89518>>89517But then he has to pull out the 'I am a tough colt' voice that reminds him too much of himself, which he really doesn't like. He has a long way to go until he matures. He also feels the need to challenge him to a spar to make him drop the tough pony attitude.
>>89518She steps closer
"My name is.. Ash.. Sister Ash.." she says
"It's a pleasure to meet you."
>>89520>>89520“You’re not from that Prancis orphanage, are you?”
>>89518“You see anything you like?” He says sarcastically
>>89521"I'm not a member, actually.." she replies, folding her shawl a bit
"But I have been volunteering there, on my own behalf." She continues
"For the past week, I've been trotting around this city to find the foals who were taken from the orphanage; I cane here to find you."
>>89521Iron remains stoic to the colt's remarks. He is lucky his mademare would call all the ponies at the slightest bit of physical conflict between the two.
>>89522“So you are” He says. “Who is this Indio lackey you brought with you who hides behind a policemare’s shield and under 50 pounds of steel?”
>>89524"This is a friend of mine. His name is Iron. He's been very helpful these past few days."
Hey, arbitrary question. For the purposes of spell that effect and are concerned with the afterlife and ressurrection, are we treating this system the way d&d normally handles afterlife's?
>>89525The colt looks directly at Iron
“I’ve never seen a colt so afraid of getting his ass beat. Even the police do not wear so much metal.”
He laughs
“I can see why. The way he wears that dead animal over him he must get bullied often. Look at that, he walks around in public like a theater actor”
The colt looks pleased with himself. Willowbrook has an angry look on his face and looks like he may interject at any moment
>>89525>>89527Iron looks at Willow Brook. "I suppose you do not mind if I leave some bruises on the colt in an unarmored spar, do you?"
>>89527Sister Ash shrugs
"I have my own opinions about expensive metal suits, bit the shield did come in handy. We had to walk through several shotgun traps to get the others in that warehouse."
>>89530Can't help it. Colt's getting on Iron's nerves here.
>>89528“I’ll lock him in a freezer later for smarting off. Besides, I don’t want you getting hurt
Henhill: “Does all that metal chafe you?”
>>89529This gets his attention
“You went to the warehouse?”
Willowbrook looks like he too wants to hear the answer
>>89532>lock him in a freezerSister Ash's ears twitch at this
Sister Ash nods
"We did. It took us a while to find it, but we eventually got there.." she says, a bit sadly
"We took everypony there back with us to the abbey, but a few, including you, weren't there, so we've been trying to find them."
>>89532Iron shakes his head. "I do not mind getting hurt. Still, I understand. He would not be useful for days if we were to fight." He feels calmer after asking him. "However, you should let him get beaten up from time to time for his attitude, not just lock him in a room. That does not work in the long run. Trust me. It is ineffective."
>>89534Willowbrook: “He’ll get his ass kicked. I assure you, I know how to raise colts”
Henhill laughs
“Do your coltfriends beat you, theater actor?”
>>89533Willowbrook speaks
“And what do you want here?”
>>89535Iron nods. He does not respond to the colt's remarks, knowing that Willow Brook will not let Iron fight him.
>>89535"I came to find this child." She says, turning
>>89537He gives a slight smile
“Well, you found him”
>is still trying to figure out where to go from here
>>89539I suppose you can roll sense motive to see if he actually likes it here or is just putting up a tough colt charade.
[1d20+3 = 11]>>89540I don't see why not.
Rolling Sense motive, to get a hunch of the colt's attitude.
>>89537>>89537Willowbrook signals to Henhill to come closer. Henhill does so, and Willowbrook tell him “give me that wallet,” which he does so, then Willowbrook sends Henhill back away to the end of the room. Willowbrook addresses Ash
“Do you know
why they gave me this foal?”
>>89541Would you rather be bullied, or be the bully? So seems to be the colt’s demeanor. Whatever deeper feelings or thoughts the colt has, they are not apparent from his face
>>89542Sister Ash
"I didn't bother speaking with the ponies in that place longer than I had to. I was told he was sent here as a laborer."
>>89542Do you know what to do with bullies?You kick their ass when they try to bully you.I suppose that's wrong, unless he's like 16 or more.Iron wonders if Henhill would actually put much of a fight against him.
>>89543"Well then, I shall tell you. They gave me him because they knew no one wants a fatherless, motherless teenaged colt. Society has no place for those like him. So I did what no pony else would do. I offered to mentor him. To help him grow up. And to give him a future where he can actually make a living and be respected. Nopony else will take him, so I took him."
>>89544Henhill looks at Iron like he is afraid that Iron's wolf costume is infested with lice and it may spread. In any event, Henhill does not have Willbrook's permission to come near Iron
It's 2:00 AM, and my body is shutting down. Can we finish this scene some other time?
>>89546>>89547Alright.
I have some troof bombs to throw at this poor Willow Brook. He's going to see how bad can these foals like Henhill actually be in the long run.
>>89548Not now, of course. I need Ash to be awake for that. She's probably going to faint from what he has to say.
It's not gonna be pretty.
>>89545Today was the first day in a while were i didnt wake up hating myself for being a piece of shit.For some Reason Dark Star feels offended
>>89553Ay! Good timing, too! Welcome back, my guy. I hope you're feeling better.
>>89549>>89548Also, I think I might have overhyped my response in a tired stupor. I still believe it could hurt someone's feelings, though.
>>89554Better might be a bit strong of a word. but im back to normal.
>>89556Wait, are you with us?
>>89557i think i'm still at the orphanage.
>>89558We're far away from you now. At a nightclub. You're essentially alone right now.
>>89559Ah ok, Dark Star still feels offended for apparently no reason at all though.
>>89560Understandable.Good to have you back, buddy.
>>89564For some reason or an other i am.
I wonder how Ash will react to the mademare's argument.
>>89565Oh he's back.Back again.>>89492I mean, can he?
>>89567Of course. You just need to admit that she's part of the hope of ponykind and you should be more appreciative of her and her factions' efforts.
>>89553Good to see you're alive, fgt.
>>89567I mean, he got past security the first time. He could probably go in again
>>89547Hey GM, could I roll a few Knowledge (religion) checks to see if Sister Ash can recall anything about the Princesses, and other deities in this world? I don't need any specific details, like rank or domain, but knowing their alignments, and some hint about the kinds of creatures who follow them, would be helpful for what I'm drafting.
See, I've been thinking about what Sister Ash was going to say to Abby Willows next time she saw her, since she obviously doesn't yet understand what the long term ramifications of being evil mean for a creature's soul. I thought Sister Ash could give her a lecture on why creatures of all kinds worship favored deities in the first place, as well as why religion is practically a necessity for creatures in the next life.
>>89571Shouldn't you think about Willow's argument, or is that colt considered a lost cause?
>>89572I'm still thinking of that, tbh.
The thing is, Sister Ash still hasn't determined if Willowbrooks is evil or just neutral.
[1d20+8 = 20]>>89572Alright. Rolling to see if I can at least get some alignments and a vague demographic scope of followers.
>>89574Understood. I might just come out and say something along the lines of 'having a colt who's not your son will eventually betray you' speech.
>>89575Link it to GM, man. I'm not GM.
The alignments of political/religious entities in this world has been the most confusing part in researching setting for me, tbh, since it's actually pretty important to my character..
>>89580The suspense. What religion should Ash support? Which ones will want her to be used as sacrifice? Who knows?
>>89581I'd have to look at available religions and potential favored deitities. I still need to figure out what alignments different factions of this world may be, as well as what the references to any extra-planar creatures are. I'm still reading the lore of the setting, although I find some of it confusing.
Sister Ash mostly keeps her own religious practices to herself, since she knowsaid that many creatures are better off worshipping deities who preside over their own nations or races; although her general worship of nature dwarfs most of her personal individual beliefs.
If this were another setting, she would be likely to put her faith in neutral good deities with Druid levels, like Lurue or Talisid of the Five Companions; deities who uphold the cause of protecting the world and fighting evil wherever it stands.
>>89582I suppose that's okay.
>>89586You'd be surprised how little I'm not
>>89589Do you still remember your talk with the rescued foals that you need to finish?
>>89587Oh. Well, you can still play with the foals for funsies in the meantime.
>>89592You should finish it, then we can meet up at the abbey later.
I wonder if Ash will try to check up on the other mademare...
>>89593If she has the time. Gotta do this one first.
>>89594So we're not going to let him stay there, right?
>>89595I'd rather not leave him.
>>89596Noted. Will try to convince him then.
Well, I'll be going to bed. Night you guys.
[2d20 = 17]>>89602>>89603*
boops*
[1d20+11 = 23]>>89604Ow. r00d.
*boops back*
[1d20 = 9]>>89604Oh shid, better activate the tactical defense boop.
>>89608I would still do it.Stopping yourself from booping snouts requires a DC 20 will save.
>>89612Dats a lot of boops.
[1d20+11 = 22]>>89614Ow. R00d. I will boop your snout until your character becomes female.
*boops*
[1d20+7 = 22]>>89616NO U!
[1d20+11 = 27]>>89617NO U REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
[1d20+7 = 23]>>89618NEIGH THEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[1d20+11 = 21]>>89619NÃO VOCÊ!!!!!!!!!!!
It means no u in portuguese.
Brie boops Wesley and Kerr
[1d20+7 = 26]>>89620KEIN U!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[1d20+11 = 17]>>89622NON U!!!!!!!!
>>89623Why are we still here?Just to suffer?
>>89624Iron Is now a mare. also was Argentina a Portuguese colony?
[1d20+2 = 7]>>89621"HISS!"
Kerr bites the hoof with his fangs
>>89625Spanish, if I'm remembering correctly. It was part of the La Plata colony, alongside Chile, Paraguay, and Uruguay.
>>89625lolno, but we are next to one.Así es como hablaría si quisiera hablar mi lengua.Every night, I can feel my dick. My balls. Even my scrotum.Like they're all still there.>>89627I see you're a man of culture as well.
>>89628>american education>>89626So yea i think dark tar opened the chest right?
>>89629Yes
I thought you were joking when you asked "was Argentina a Portuguese colony"
>>89628I'm a history buff, so I remember random history facts like that all the time. You can basically condense South America into four regions: La Plata, Peru-Bolivia, Gran Colombia, and Brazil.
>>89630>I thought you were joking when you asked "was Argentina a Portuguese colony":^)
and He asked who those were for right?
>>89626>lets him bite."Du ist sehr schon"
>>89632Pretty much, except it's more like El Virreinato del Río de la Plata in order to catch Chile, Argentina, Uruguay and Paraguay. Maybe Bolivia too, if I recall correctly.>>89633>>89630To be fair, american students always asked where was Argentina on the map when they interacted with my classmates that went to the US, so it's not too far-fetched for some burgers not to know.
>>89635Actually, no. It was called the Great Peru or something that encompasses Peru and Bolivia.
>>89635I know where Argentina is because uncle Adolf escaped to there.
>>89638Kek. I suppose you're right about that.
>>89633Correct
>>89634The little drone is far smaller than a full-sized drone, and a pony hoof is harder and sturdier than many limbs. Despite that, the bite
hurts, with one of the fangs hitting above the hoof itself onto fur and sinking in, while the other deflects off of hard keratin. Blood trickles down.
With these words, Kerr looks directly at Brie and tilts his head in an expression of curiosity
>>89635I can certainly say us Americans never had a region with as fancy a name as "The Viceroyalty of the Río de la Plata".
>>89640"There for all the foals here."
Dark Star leans down and whispers to him.
"But they are mostly for you and your friend. i was thinking about you two when i bought them."
>>89641Spanish are fancy like that with naming.That's one of the spanish stereotypes, I think.
>>89641"Insular Government of the Philippines" and "Dakota Territory" is about as pretty as it gets here
>>89642He (White Orchid) tilts his head
"So can I keep it for myself, or..."
Mint Marine moves closer
>>89644Oh, now it's not as fancy. Most provinces are names like Santa Fé or San Luis, Santa Cruz, San Juan, etc. Most fancy names are reserved to capitals, like Ciudad Autonoma de Buenos Aires, for example.
>>89644Mint marine is the blue unicorn foal?
>>89646Mint Marine is the green unicorn. The blue unicorn is a completely different "foal"
>>89647ok i was just making sure.
>>89644"You have to share but yes, i bought them for you 2 specifically. but that doesn't mean the others cant play with them as well, there are plenty of toys to go around. both of you pick out some toys you like. and if you two ever need anything and its within my power to get it for you i will."
>>89648"So they're
not for us?" White Orchid responds, almost touching his mouth with his left hoof in gesture.
Mint Marine speaks up for the first time
"Thank you."
>>89649"I Didn't say they weren't for you. in fact quite the opposite is true. i bought 100 bits worth of toys,there are plenty. i'm sure you boys will find something you like."
>>89649"you're welcome."
dark Star smiles at him then rustles both of their manes
>>89650White Orchid gives Dark Star a non-comprehending look, before diving down grabbing a train locomotive, with the same fevered rush to lay exclusive claim as a prospector may claim a section of river, or a homesteader his 20 acres of land
Mint Marine smiles for the first time, and looks up at Dark Star as his mane is rustled
>>89652"I'm gonna volunteer around here so you colts should be seeing me around a lot more."
>>89653Neither foal responds immediately. Then Mint Marine says “We are glad to have you. Very glad.” White Orchid’s mouth contains a locomotive as big as his head, which he places down between his forelegs, almost the way a dog will claim a bone or a toy to keep it away from the other dogs. Then White Orchid wags his tail and looks up at Dark Star
“We’ve been needing a big strong pony to protect us”
>>89654That sounds really dirty for some reason.
>>89656I see you and Comte have similar thought processes>>89655Neigh!
>>89657>Neighs in response
>>89654"I'll do everything i can to protect you two and all of the ponies of baltimare, and Equestria."
Good thing I would not enact on dirty hints unlike Comte.
Unless it's a mare.
Not a filly. A mare.
After this mademare business, I would go to BH HQ later to see his fate.
>>89658Anyways, Onyx is free from the building. Silver should have left a while before Onyx, but Silver is MIA
>>89659Both ponies look up at Dark Star with wide awaiting eyes, although Mint Marine’s slightly lowered head and greater distance still suggests a degree of reserve. Then, White Orchid dives his head into the chest to lay claim to a set of tracks.
>>89662I have no idea why I'm having so much trouble getting Silver to go back and apologize Blue, especially when it's exactly what I want to do.
>>89662"you colts enjoy the toys."
Dark Star watches them remembering the good times of his Foalhood.
>>89663Pretty sure it's because you feel like you're going to screw up again.
Protip: Stop discussing politics with her unless she wants to sell you her faction again. If that's the case, restrict yourself to questioning her powers in a cordial manner, something like "How are you going to stop the griffons from attacking us?" or "How do you plan on defeating the changelings?" Do not, I repeat, do not try to shill for not-Stalliongrad.
>>89664“Thank you” says White Orchid, before his mouth is full of train tracks. He seems intent on claiming the train set, the most coveted and expensive of the toys. Mint Marine now moves in himself and claims a painted tin tugboat.
With no emotion, nor looking at anypony, he says
“I didn’t think we’d ever get out”
>>89663I mean, he doesn’t
have to apologize to her
>>89666"I'll make sure he never does that to anypony ever again. He will Pay With his life."
>>89662Where exactly is dark star currently?
>>89668The abbey. Pretty sure Onyx can't go there unless you roll a d20 luck to stumble in there.
>>89669Yeah, I'm not gonna try then.
To the bar it is! Onyx needed to rank up in day drinking anyway.
>>89666I still want him to. And he would want to if he realized that he actually made her angry.
What are the odds Silver manages to catch Blue while she's in the Hotel's reception area if he leaves to apologize right now?
>>89667Mint Marine stays silent for a moment. The he lurches forward and snaps, almost in a bite
"Good!"
White Orchid moves back from the chest for a moment. He stands astride a complete toy train set, like a Baron or warlord watching over his fiefdom. He looks uneasy.
"Is that really necessary?"
>>89670As Onyx walks back, he hears the loud sudden pop of a backfiring engine. And for a moment the grizzled veteran of the Great War feels as if he were taken back to that horrific day he lost his eye to a firecracker
>>89672I mean, Onyx was in there with her for probably at least 10 minutes
>>89673Fuck it.Silver halts in his tracks, the meaning of a small number of social queues made by Blue finally clicking in his mind. "...Дерьмо." Upon this realization, he makes a 180 degree turn and heads back for the Grand Baltimare Hotel.
>>89673Dark star with the coldness of the arctic in his voice utters one simply phrase.
"Yes."
>>89674The skies are cloudy and a wind blows in, feeling a bit like early fall in Saint Petershoof. Pedestrian traffic on the streets is at a bit of a lull, being too early for lunch but too late for getting to work. There it is again, the Grand Baltimare Hotel
>>89673Onyx immediately drops on the ground, front hooves over his neck.
After the flashbacks ensue, he realizes it was just that. He returns to the bar a bit more somber than before.
>>89676Nice pathetic fallacy.I think it's called that, right? The process of writing a character's feelings through the weather?
>>89676A brief, distant memory of his foalhood days crosses his mind. Silver doesn't pay much attention to it as he mutters to himself about being a Celestia-damned idiot. He nods at the guards outside before entering.
>>89677Onyx is missing an eye?
>>89679Yep. Hinted it way before.
>>89675White Orchid looks a little unsure
"I hate the guy..." he eases up a little some tears in his eyes, and after a delay of a little too long he says
"But the nuns told us that to take a pony's life is very serious"
>>89678Actually no. I was just trying to say "It's winter in a place too far south to have an actual normal winter" without actually saying it
>>89677Thankfully, there are no firecrackers, fireworks, or any other such explosives that ought to be banned. When Onyx gets back to the bar it's pretty early. Few drinkers, and preparations are for any possible lunch crowd
>>89679Security is probably supposed to stop Silver, ask his intent, and see if he has any weapons on him. Instead, the guard laughs when he sees him
"Coming back for seconds already?"
>>89680Must not have been around for that, 'cause I had no idea.>>89681He replies as he passes, a little amused at the statement. "Yes, that I am."
>>89679I mean, the eye isn't gone, but there isn't a pupil, it's all iris
>>89681Dark Star walks over to white orchid and sits down next to him
"He is a very bad pony. what he did to you 2 makes his life forefit. he will be in pain for the rest of his pathetic life and then it will be snuffed out and he will go to Tartarus where his soul will be destroyed forever,for what he did to you two. i will make sure."
Dark Star wipes the tears from his eyes and calms his voice,Dark Star pets white orchid and then helps him set up the train tracks
"So,what do you want to be when you grow up? do you want to be a train conductor?"
>tears from his eyes=white orchid
>calms his voice=Dark Star
>>89686One of these days I'll see if I can into art and at least draw a portrait of Silver.
>>89687>DrawingHa, no. I used what
>>89688 posted
>>89684Mint Marine answers, with a bitterness in his voice
"May he rot in Tartarus"
White Orchid does not respond. He wears the pain on his face, though he does not look at Dark Star. He seems conflicted, not sure if he believes Dark Star is correct or he is wrong. He is certainly not willing to argue with an adult. He does answer the second question. As he is pet, he says "I don't know... I do like trains"
>>89682Blue Skies is actually visible in the lobby, towards the back. She is doing something with paperwork at a counter
>>89686If he were a unicorn I'd say he looks like a Changeling that was too lazy to completely disguise himself
>>89688>>89689Reeee, but I like drawing. You know, even if I'm not very good at it.>>89690He trots towards her, calling out to get her attention. "Blue. Hey Blue!"
>>89690I think it was meant to the tinted with coal from working at a factory, if I recall correctly.
His coat gets shiny if he actually bathes.Stinking pony he is.
While we're posting character pics, here's an updated Brie
>>89693He's way smaller than the other picLooks more like a mare than a stallion, though.
>>89690"yes,mint he will."
"its okay to cry if you need to, no one will judge you. having emotions is what separates us from the changelings. I Think you'd make an excellent train conductor."
Dark Star pets his mane
>>89692>BathesHe's a crystal pony, he sparkles like onyx
get it? when he's happy.
>>89691Oh I didn't mean you couldn't, I just thought you were implying I drew onyx.
>>89690The similarities just hit me, and they hit like a truck.
>>89697Understandable, have a nice day
>>89698Wait, did Onyx somehow get happy after being saved by Iron/the dolphin?
>>89694I didn't like how the other one turned out, and yes he has less overtly masculine traits/appearance due to both the pony creator and his stats and attributes
>>89699That was happiness cause by greed at gold
>>89701Sounds like you wanted to reveal you had another coat hidden under a coal-covered body.I digress. I guess it makes sense.>>89700Understood. Brie is now a femcolt.JK, he looks cool still.
>>89702He shed his winter coat in favor for a summer coat xP
An attempt was made some weeks ago at making Blue Skies in pony creator>>89691She is standing from a hallway with one hoof over with a pen over the counter. She looks back at him, not entirely pleased
"Did you leave something behind?"
>>89695>Casual racismI love itHe does not break out crying. He does continue to shed tears in silence, some now flowing onto the floor
"That... That would be nice"
>>89696In retrospect if you had posted that image shortly before the visa scene, I would have had Blue Skies question her own diagnosis of Onyx as "not a changeling," and do more tests
>>89704She looks way taller than I would imagine she would.
>>89704This is far from the first time I've posted the image, blue skies only has herself to blame
>>89704"Let it all out."
Dark Star continues petting his mane.
"Maybe i can get you colts a tour of the trainyard. would you 2 like that?"
Dark Star looks at Mint then to White orchid
>>89705Here's a version with fatter legs
>>89708The look of bitterness fades from Mint Marine's face
"Maybe"
White Orchid looks up, still sad and with tears streaming down
"Yes"
>>89704He stands tall before her, like a soldier brought before a trial. His speech sounds repentant. "I am sorry for what I said earlier, and for how I said it. In another universe, I would not have acted so rude towards you in what was otherwise very friendly conversation between friends. But that is not this universe, so all I can do is apologize, and hope you will accept it, but I will understand if you cannot." He looks her right in the eyes. "If there is any way I can make it up to you, to help show not only how sorry I am for what I said, but also to show you just how much it means to me to have you as my friend, do not be afraid to ask, whatever it may be. It is least I can do to make up for my mistake."
>>89709THICC, nice"would you like to see the Docks,mint? i could take the two of you to both places if you would like that."
Dark Star motions for Mint to come sit closer to White orchid and he
Dark Star continues petting the sad foal
"its ok,buddy."
>>89709That fixed the issue.
>>89710She looks directly into his eyes, firs losing any expression of emotion, then flapping her right ear down, then lowering her head.
She smiles at Silver in that way that is normal to her
>>89711Mint Marine does move closer, and for a moment he moves his tail and then looks Dark Star in the eyes
"That sounds good"
White Orchid continues to sort of cry, and looks down at the train set
>>89713Yay! Skies has blackmail now!
>>89713He doesn't falter, and maintains his eye lock with her. He's waiting on Blue to pass on her judgement, or make a request of him.
>>89715"Did you have anything in mind?" She asks
>>89713Dark Star Hugs White Orchid and then pats mint marine.
"Just let me know when you to want to go. and ill take you when you want to."
Dark Star Smiles at both of them
"that sounds fun,huh?"
>>89716"No, I did not, but I would be prepared to do
anything you would request of me."
>>89718"And
why would you be so willing?
>>89717*squeek*
Soft, but sore in areas
WO "It does..."
MM "Yes"
>>89719"Ok. i have to go find sister marey. im gonna talk to her about volunteering here."
Dark Star Stands up.
>>89718"Because I have wronged you, and I am determined to see that wrong righted. And because you are my friend. I would do anything you requested of me in good faith."
Fun fact: "Blue Sky" was the nickname of a 19th-century Chinese governor-general named Lin Zexu. He was high commissioner in charge of stopping the opium trade and was noted for his honesty.
>>89721"What, to you, is not in good faith?"
>>89720And thus he does. Careful not to step on the toys laid out
>>89723"Something so antithetical to my beliefs, that I could not under any circumstances go through with the action. Those crimes against ponykind so heinous, not even death is due punishment for committing them. In other words, nothing I would ever imagine you would request of me. In hindsight, I do not know why I added that."
>>89724"
What do you think I might request of you?"
>>89722Interesting to know
>>89725Put some makeup to becomes Storm for a day and tease him.Of course, she would do it without making her coltfriend jealous again.
>>89723Dark Star hugs Mint Marine and then heads out of the toy room.
Are there any sisters watching them? if not Dark Star trys to find one to stay with them while he goes and talks to sister marey.
>>89725"I do not know. It could be anything, and I would be prepared to do anything."
A little part of Silver deep inside of him is dying just a little bit more with every question asked, like this will inevitably end badly for Silver by him stumbling somewhere and ruining his friendship with Blue permanently.
>>89729"Let me ask a different way. Why do you care if you feel you have wronged me?"
>>89728*squeeky*
He's a little smaller
There are no sisters around
>>89730"Because you are my friend. I care about you."
>>89730Dark Star looks at both of them and says "i'll send a sister to look after you two while im talking to sister marey. be good until she gets here."
Dark Star walks out of the room and looks for a sister.
>>89731She blushes
"D'aww"
"Let me ask you this,
what do you want?"
>>89733"I just want to make you happy."
>>89734She smiles warmly, and looks at him with searching, inquisitive eyes. But she relents
"Thank you"
>>89736He nods. She can see in his eyes the primary reason his answer was so vague: it appears he wants her to choose something to do, if she wants to choose something at all, either out of some odd respect or from him simply not really knowing what he would like to do with her.
>>89737She looks at once willing to cash in on the offer, but uncertain of what
"Is there anything you need from me today?"
>tfw last 50 posts isn't enough
>>89739Nothing important for now.
Silver is trying to apologize to Skies, and is succeeding for now.
Onyx had PTSD due to motorized vehicles.
Star is being an edgy boi in front of the saved foals, saying Comte should die and stuff like that.
Brie updated his pony, now looking more like a rouge.
>>89738"Well..." He puts a hoof to his chin to take a couple seconds to think. His eyes light up in an 'Aha!' moment. "Oh! I have just thought of something I would like to ask you. Would you like to go out later, maybe get some drinks, or see maybe...one of those movies, they have out now? You know, do things as friends normally do?" At the moment, it really shows that Silver has not had a friend to hang out with in a very, very long time.
>>89720He is eventually able to find Sister Marery
>>89741She laughs, "Afraid the train was going to hit you the first time you saw a moving picture?"
Then she smiles deviously, and says
"Yes, that would be alright. I may still want ask you for something
else later though"
She walks past him and rubs her coat, then her tail against him. In that moment she shows that she too, does not know how to make or keep friends, especially of the opposite sex
>>89742He chuckles, watching her closely as she trots past past him. Silver very much understands this fact, with it being paraded gloriously in front of him. "I
did say you could ask for whatever. And hey, I will be honest, I have never actually seen movie before. Or at least real movies, like they show in theaters. So I imagine it will be fun."
>>89744"Is that so? She says, still smiling
"We'll have to change that"
>>89745Silver chuckles some more. "Well, I am excited already."
>>89746iS tHaT a FiRe HoSe Or ArE yOu HaPpY tO sEe Me?
>>89746She nods slightly in respecting acknowledgment of Silvers double entendre
“When do you want to meet?”
>>89749"5 sounds good to me. How about you?"
>>89752“I’m available then” she looks up and to the right, as if sure were not sure that statement is right
“Do you have plans for lunch?”
>>89753Silver is slightly worried about whether that statement is right or not. "I do not. I need to head back sometime, but I am free for lunch if you want to go get some together." Despite his worries, he smiles at Blue.
>>89751Have you actually thought out about the mademare telling you his purpose of his foal recruiting?
>>89754“Well then, I’ll see you sometime”
She turns her back to him, then looks over her shoulder at him with her smile.
>>89757He smiles back, still watching her. "I will see you sometime."
>>89759Alright. Remember he is pulling the 'orphan children are useless in society' card.
>>89758She walks over back to the counter. Evidently she does not intend to leave the room now. She starts to write on the same paper as when Silver approached
“There’s an empty hotel room upstairs that I have commandeered as my own, if you need a room for anything”
>>89761He looks at the route upstairs. "Which one, might I ask?"
>>89763"Down the hallway on the left there is a stairwell immediately on your left. Go to the fourth floor, and it is the third door on your left. Room 416. That floor isn't really as heavily locked or guarded, since it isn't really being used for anything, at least on the western half of the building"
>>89764He nods at Blue. "Thank you." Silver decides to follow her directions and see what her room is like.
The sorcerer... um... I lost track of where I am in the story.
>>89767You're with us, talking currently to Willow Brooks, a mademare who has adopted Henhill, an orphan foal taken by the Waterfront Gang who may or may not have Stockholm Syndrome. Current objective is to convince the mademare to release him from his training and take him back to the abbey.
>>89767Just say you're at the bar
>>89769No. I precisely took him to the bar Iron and Ash are.
>>89768>>89771I do remember getting to the destination, but I don't remember if I was allowed in.
>>89772You came along just fine, now knowing that Cauldron's friend was here.
>>89765As he goes to the left hallway a guard watches on, with a damned near voyaueristic expression. The first hallway is a little curious in its new paint scheme and black doors, and Silver May feel like going any further down in than the stairwell would provoke a response by watching guards. The stairwell has relatively wide steps, goes down to a lower level, and four levels above ground. The doors for levels two and three are closed. The top door is open.
When he goes onto the fourth floor, he sees that it is unmolested, not changing much at all since it was a hotel for wealthy travelers. The walls keep their floral patterns and the doors are hardwood. There’s room 416, unlocked
>>89759By the by, are you looking for the post or still thinking about it?
>>89777I'm watching the state of the union atm.
>>89778Oh. Carry on, then. Should be important.
I'll go to bed now. Night.
>>89780Goodnight.
I'm about to sleep too.
I wonder if this is representative at all of the flags of the upcoming kirin nations.
>>89787Is that a Manchukuo flag with a kirin in it?
Also, an attempt is being made. Sorry for the shitty quality. Don't have a scanner, and there's a window literally right behind me letting in too much light for even a half-decent picture.
>>89790He looks nice. His uniform is the best drawn thing for some reason.>>89789Now I remember. I saw that flag on Battlefied Vietnam as a sort of non-communist side of Vietnam, I believe.
>>89791Thanks. I liked that part as well.From a quick look at Jewgle Images, it does indeed look like one of the flags of South Vietnam.
>>89792Next time, turn on a lamp desk if you have any. The light is way too dim.
Or is it just a sort of soft pencil drawing, then you're passing a marker to highlight the lines?
>>89793Light's gonna remain an issue in the future.
Might do that. I don't know yet, I'm not much of an artist.
>>89794No exposed lamplights to put the drawing near it?
On the marker issue, just trace your pencil drawings with a thin black marker.
I know. It's tough, but it usually makes the drawing looks cleaner. Caution: It may also ruin it if you're not experienced at it. Judging by how you wanted to draw it, I think you have basic tracing capacity.
>>89795I mean, we'll see, but I'm not certain I'll be able to solve the lighting issue. I guess I'll see sometime after the sun goes down and I can better manage.
I'd try tracing it digitally, but I can't into digital art at all.
>>89796Understood.
We'll see how he looks after the trace.
>>89790Where is the horn?
>>89798Like the filename said, it's WIP. Give it time.
Plus I kinda forgot.
>>89798Oh shit, I didn't see that.His horn is smol, cuz he buff pony
Hey, does anyone remember how to roll dice inside the post and not on top of the post like the 'dice (number)d(number)' on the email slot?
>>89801It's [xdy], where x is the number of dice you want to roll and y is the number of sides to each die. For instance:
[1d20 = 17]Also, I figure after the sun goes down I'll make Silver into a horny boi like he actually is. And if it wasn't already obvious that I used Mr Scroup's EaW artstyle in that drawing, I figure I'll give him some ear fluff, because why now?
Is it odd that I like Rosa Maledicta's design after she gets turned into a lich and becomes the Queen of Bones?
>>89802A strange characteristic.
Why?
Also, floof is never a bad thing on pony, specially since you're supposed to control a cold-weather pony.
Lastly, let me roll an unarmed attack for example
[1d20+11 = 20]
>>89804I don't know why, but it strangely works. It's also why you can instantly pick out one of Mr Scroup's leader portraits from someone else's in the mod. I know Silver would definitely not be as floofy as Blue, or Ash.
>>89805No no. I didn't mean the use of this artist's style for drawing Silver. I meant the increase in libido at nightfall for Silver.
Are you going to handicap your will save at night?
>>89806What, Iron doesn't get like that at night?
>>89807I know. My character literally went out of the abbey and wanked for eternity after one kinky dream. He's just a horny boi in general, just that he knows never to indulge himself on just having sex, unless I want to be a black father stereotype.
>>89808*I want Iron to be
>>89808Wait, you're talking about
sex? Weirdo.
>>89804This.
Floof is proof that a pony is able to grow a proper winter coat when the weather gets cold.
>>89810W0t? Are you trying to imply Silver becoming a 'honry boi' by your words is like increasing magic prowess or something?
If you are, I won't believe you.>>89811>tfw no floof since I am jungle pony.
>>89812Most ponies should grow extra floof when placed in colder weather.
>>89814Oh, I guess that works. Baltimare
or Baltimore doesn't sound like a cold place, so I doubt my floof amount would increase.
>>89812The joke was supposed to be that I would actually remember to add Silver's horn to that drawing after the sun goes down so I don't have to deal with the sun messing with the lighting in the room.>>89814Silver should probably have some floof, then.
>>89816Puns galore, I suppose.I hope your drawing comes out even greater than your first.
>>89817Hopefully, but you never know with my lack of skill.
>>89808>knows never to indulge himself on just having sexGood boy. This is a wholesome G rated pony setting where even the succubi aren’t content to have sex without love. Sex out of wedlock is frowned upon, and everypony and every bug wants you to commit part of your soul to them before laying with them
>>89819I partly don't want my character of get knocked up unexpectedly
(..again...); but that's what my character believes in-character.
>>89820>spoilerI feel there's a story behind that. Mind sharing?
>>89819Good thing everyone else agrees, thankfully.
>>89820Oof. That sounds like bad yet uneventful.
>>89821I'd actually rather not, because it's giga cringe, and I don't have the energy for it. . Maybe some other time.
>>89823Well, whenever you have the energy for it, I would actually like to hear. No matter how cringy.
>>89822See, being pregnant kind of sidetracks character development, because said character has to focus on future motherhood, and won't do things that would threaten their lives. Things like heroic courage or martyrdom become out of reach, because the life of the unborn child takes priority.
>>89825Just get an abortion, you won't have to worry about it. Or alternatively, just don't worry about it
>>89825I think the book says something about that, iirc.
I'll be careful.>>89826And give money to (((them)))? I don't think so. The latter is better.
>>89826Abortions are for niggers.
>>89828So is stealing shit you don't need, robbing people, and murder. But that doesn't stop you from doing those things in character. There's not really a logically consistent moral reasoning for not having at least an evil-aligned character consider it
>>89829Oi, I said I didn't want to talk about it. Also, it's not that I regret past characters being knocked up at all; it's justhe that i'do rather not do it again with this character, because her goals require putting others before herself at all times and do what she can to save the world, instead of being content to build a family of her own.
>>89765>>89776Should he open the door and go through it, this is what he would see:
To his right is a small closet. A single door is cracked open, allowing a small amount of clothing and some other object, probably an umbrella, to be seen. To his left are some counters and a small kitchen like area. The only part that seems to have experienced much use is a kettle, two unclean looking cups, a container of honey, and what look like a few unused tea bags. Further down to his right is a door to what seems to be a bathroom. The door is cracked open.
Further down still is a small dining table with two chairs at it, one pulled out slightly. The chairs and table are fairly high-end, and are made of hardwood. Many papers are strewn about in largely disorganized fashion on top of the table, as well as a couple pens, and one jar containing an unknown substance. By the wall is a brown leather suitcase, and another jar. Hung on the chair that is pulled out slightly is a black uniform jacket. There is a coat rack, which has a shash of light orange and black hanging from it.
To the right is the actual bed. It's kingsized, and completely unmade with the covers disrupted and pulled around. The bed covers seem to have a simple white design, and the same is true of half the pillows. The other half of the pillows have a blue and white floral design on them. The carpet, it ought to be mentioned, is a non-intrusive magenta color. Next to the bed is a night stand with a single book on top of it, a black and white picture in the frame, and two books underneath. To the left of the bed is a lamp and a radio, as well as a chair with a redish color scheme. Further down still, next to the window, the wall intrudes on either side as if to mark the far end of the room off as a separate room. There is another seat of skeletal design, a love seat, and a small door leading out to a balcony. The drapes are a maroon color and the window has a view out towards the street
Testing first attempt at a color scheme.
How does it look?
>>89838>copy pasting Aryanne scheme onto a Kirin
>>89838A strange combo. It would fit the alignment, but lacks the 'I'm a druid' part. Maybe if the mane color is green or brown it would fit better.You can edit the color, right?
>>89839I've come to accept that every possible color scheme has already been taken, so that doesn't bother me. I don't mind her having an aryan aesthetic: it makes her look like an angel.
Besides, her colors aren't actually the same. Her mane is gold, not blonde, and her coat is gray instead of white.
>>89840See, i thought it lacked the "Druid aesthetic", but then i considered that she shouldn't necessarily be born in colors that match her spiritual practices, so i ma as well just make her look like how i want her to. Besides, she's not just a Druid, she's an exalted druid who worships guardinals, and mistletoe (her holy symbol) has golden leaves that match her hair. Also, i simply didn't like the green hair idea.
After i changed her scales to silver, i felt free to make her mane gold, with a nice "golden fleece" aesthetic that i thought had a nice connotation.
>>89842Ah. So the coat is still grey, her mane is gold and her scales are silver?I suppose it looks good, but I would want visual aid to confirm it.
>>89836With a cautious step, Silver enters the inner sanctum of the pegasus known as Blue Skies. He looks at the disheveled bed, the mess of papers, the unused kitchen. He smiles: it all just absolutely screams Blue. His mind silently works out some things to note from this observation as he peaks into what is presumably the bathroom.
>>89838She looks a bit like a kirin Cleric.
>>89846Well, I thought it had a nice aesthetic for an exalted character.
>>89846This room is indeed a bathroom, with white tile floor and great big counters of marble, colored a redish color that can't quite be placed among the colors of the Sherman Williams paint catalogue. The fixtures are a fine stainless steal. There is a fairly large bathtub, that looks like it can serve as a sort of Jacuzzi. The shower is very large with slate-like tile floors and a translucent glass door. There are symbols of dolphins on the walls. There are several containers of various body washes. And yes, there is a container of olive oil, and a container of lavender oil
>>89847I suppose you haven't thought about the mademare situation Ash has on her hooves, right?
>>89847Fair enough.>>89848Silver's jaw drops at the sight. This bathroom is the stuff of legends to the Severyanan unicorn, who over the course of his life has gotten used to simplicity. He can safely say he has not seen much less been in a bathroom this grand. The hotel certainly lives up to its name.
He trots over to the bathroom mirror, taking a fair look at the image before him. For being as old as he is, he feels he's aged
very gracefully. He'd say he's still almost as handsome as he was back when he was 20. Shiny coat, smooth mane, ears just as perky and floofy as they were back then, few wrinkles. But after a further examination he can't deny the signs of age are there, even if they're mute compared to others of his age: his mane certainly wasn't that shade of grey when he was younger, at least; the bags under his eyes look heavier than he thought they were; a deep gouge scar from a bandit's knife underneath his right eye, after having remained only partially healed for nearly 50 years, has almost faded entirely; his eyes, the more he focuses, carry the look of a pony who's tired, or whose spirit has nearly, but not quite yet, reached that point. He briefly wonders how many more winters he has in him before he wakes up and decides he's too tired to go on. Only briefly, however, as he quickly shakes his head clear and looks at the mirror once more. It's a thought for another day. "Looking good as always, Silver."
After he's done reflecting at the mirror, he looks at her collection of oils and bathwashes, alongside trotting over the bathtub. He understands exactly now how she's able to keep such good care of herself, and smell as nice as she does, seeing all of the different bottles. At the side of the tub, Silver gets an odd urge to shed off his clothing and take a bath, despite having already had a quick wash back at home. Maybe just to see what bathing in such a large tub would be like. The idea of doing so in another pony's home, however, especially in Blue's home, makes him naturally hesitant to do so.
>>89850The mirror is more or less pristine. Any vapor or moisture that may have accumulated on it this morning is long since gone.
To call a commandeered hotel room a home is a bit generous
>>89851"Трахни это." He breaks his silent contemplation to decide that it doesn't really matter if he's already here, and deciding that Blue Skies probably wouldn't be upset if she came across him bathing. He turns the tub's faucet on, getting the water to an acceptable, warm temperature before letting it fill. Small wisps of steam come off of the water, a result of the temperature difference between the water and the surrounding air. As he sheds his olive-drab fatigues, he makes a quick note at how his winter coat is coming in, his Severyanan biology still adding a layer of floof and fluff to his coat despite currently residing in an area with no real winter. He even plays a little with a tuft of chest fluff before entering the tub.
Once the tub is filled, and his clothes are set to the side, he lays down in the large tub, letting out a sigh as his body makes contact with the water, and as a couple shivers pass through him.
>>89852A note about temperature: something about the temperature on this floor seems a bit off, like they weren't quite intending to use it. The air is a bit warmer, probably due to heated air from the rest of the building rising to higher floors. The water, however, is at full pressure and heated where appropriate.
As for winter coat... Baltimare probably gets snow at least once a winter, but it is more an exception than the rule
>>89853He's content to lay there and let the warm embrace of the water wrap around him for a few minutes. He levitates a couple bottles of body wash over to read what exactly they are.
>>89852Don't slip on the cum stains.
>>89855If only Silver knew what kind of things have gone on in that bathroom...
>>89854Her bathroom contains a cacophony of body cleaning agents. There is a shampoo container, as advanced as the times will allow, as well as a separate gel soap, and a conditioner, besides bar soap. She has a luffa sponge, as well as a pumice stone. Yes, there is a container of lavender oil, although in such small quantities she might be either mixing it into the water or into conditioner. She also has good old fashioned olive oil, and it’s the only product here besides the pumice stone that doesn’t not reflect an assimilation into the Equestrian high life
>>89856>>89855Oh hush, she made him cum inside so as to get only a little on the shower floor
>>89857>>89854If it wasn't self evident, more than half the names are Canterlot brands with fancy foreign words in the titles, while a couple seem more mundane
>>89857Curious, Silver levitates the pumice stone over, having not even the slightest clue as to what the object is for. He turns it over in his telekinetic grasp a couple of times for his examination before he sets it back where he found it.
Silver dunks his head into the water a couple of times to wet his hair, selects a conditioner, and uses his hooves to work it into his mane and scalp. Once that's done, he returns to relaxing to allow the conditioner to do its work.
>>89858Kinda figured already, with as fancy as this place is.
>>89859Separate conditioners for mane and coat, naturally. The bathtub is not the size of a hot tub, but it is wider than a normal rub. Silver could fit a full sized mare next to him in the tub, just not with any degree of personal space. The water is as warm as he wants it to be, with no short supply. She also seems to have bubble bath around, as well as citrus wash and bath oils
As Silver uses the girly conditioner, he discovers the dark, deep secret that Dark Star stumbles upon in his own bathing the day before: Blue Skies has mixed lavender oil into the conditioner. Congratulations. Silver’s mane now smells like lavender
>>89861Goodnight.>>89860Well, in Silver's mind, it wasn't like he was going to escape the fact that he had taken a bath in here anyways. He's fine with the smell of lavender, never really associating it with anything exceedingly feminine.
He dunks his head again to clear it of the conditioner once it has had time to do its work, and finishes it off with using his hooves to work the rest of the stuff out of his mane. Looking at how wide the tub is, he can imagine Dark Star and Blue Skies having some "quality time" together. A thought he quickly expunges as he realizes he might be able to do something with the amount of space he has. He turns to lay sideways in the tub, with his hindquarters sticking out of and above the water, his hindlegs hanging above him, and his short tail draped over his genitals. He does much the same to his tail with the conditioner that he did with his mane. He starts to think he could get used to this sort of thing, if he lived in a place as fancy as this.
While he washes, he starts to sing a song from his homeland in Cyrillic. It's nothing of professional quality, and anypony hearing who is unfamiliar with the language would probably be more than a little confused by it, but it's serviceable for Silver as a bathing song.
>>89862There is, after all, a radio in the other room. The color of the water changes slightly as the conditioner fills it. He can feel his tail becoming softer and smoother with the conditioner, or at least, if he uses the frog of his hoof to touch it
Roll a d20
>>89864Well, that's an F.
>>89864He can hear the door open, then close
>>89866Silver ceases his singing, and looks over his tail at the bathroom door, effectively remaining in his exposed position in the bathtub. "Anypony there? Is that you, Blue?"
>>89867The door opens slightly, then a small blue muzzle peaks through, then the whole head of the pony. She looks around into the room before settling her eyes on him. She looks at him with a smile that soon turns into overt laughter
"Is that why you asked where my room was?"
>>89868If it had been the shower, he may have slipped on a patch of semen and hurt himself with a 1
>>89869He gives her a sheepish grin. "No, but I could not help myself once I saw bathtub." He wriggles around a little where he's laying down. "I must say, I am just little bit jealous."
>>89870"Haha, like certain dogs around bodies of water" She says, as she walks more into the room
"Nice to see you are enjoying it so far"
>>89871Silver is grateful his tail is just long enough to cover everything sensitive. It's embarrassing enough to just have his ass stuck up in the air like it is. "I do not think my mane or tail will have ever smelled as nice as they will after this. I see now why you always smell of lavender."
>>89872"hehe, do you like my smell?"
>>89873He nods vigorously. Figuring he's given the conditioner in his tail enough time, he shifts back into a normal laying down position in the tub to wash the conditioner out. "This place lives up to its name. You know what they say: hotels live and die on quality of their bathrooms."
>>89874She laughs once again
'Yes, it's a great place to come and either relax and finish the day, or to prepare for the coming day. I take it your... room doesn't have as fancy accommodations?"
>>89875"Well, you have seen it already, outside of fairly basic shared bathroom it has. It is by far not worst place I have spent time in, by several orders, but it is most certainly not as fancy place like this." He grabs a shampoo, and squirts some into his mane, working it into his mane and scalp like he did with the conditioner, if a bit more rigorously than before. While he does so, he levitates the pumice stone over. "May I ask what purpose of this stone is? It looks light, with as porous as it is."
>>89876She giggles yet again
"It's for washing. Rub it on feathers or hooves. Even softer surfaces like coats can with with it. It was more common in the east..." She has a slight from for a moment, perhaps from memories of the old country, perhaps from the conditioner. Then she smiles slightly
"The way you squirt that shampoo into your mane..."
>>89877He raises an eyebrow at her, grinning. "What, are you trying to say there is something wrong with way I squirt? I would say I have had more than enough squirting practice in my life to know thing or two about squirting."
>>89878She giggles again
"Whatever you want to squirt in your mane..."
>>89879He chuckles with her. "Ah, it is likely I am doing something wrong. As embarrassing as it would be, having somepony to guide me in finer points of high-class bathing sometime would be nice."
>>89880No.... That isn't what I meant. You clean your mane how you like. Even if I think some of your previous choices of 'oils' is a bit... odd"
>>89881Silver chuckles some more from remembering that particular highlight of that conversation. "Ah. Then ignore senile old stallion who is currently taking bath in your bathroom." He once again dunks his head into the water, quickly using his hooves to work out the shampoo in mane before he resurfaces again.
>>89882She gives an uncertain look
"Alright"
The water is a little clouded, containing the conditioner he used for mane and tail earlier
>>89883He frowns slightly, upon seeing this look. "I am sorry, I am not very good at conversations. Just forget I said anything."
Silver returns to his other position in the tub, now taking the time to shampoo his tail.
Okay, so I know autistic meta generally hurts... everything, but here is what I think I saw. Silver squirts white liquid shampoo into his mane in a way looks like ejaculation. Blue Skies makes a joke about it. Silver gets that it is a sexual joke, but does not acknowledge the fact that it places Silver on the receiving end. She then restates the joke more explicitly. Silver gives some sort of cryptic response that might have been an invitation for her to come up and aid in his bathing, but is most note worthy for placing Blue Skies high and degrading himself. Blue Skies tries to back off from the 'pedestal' and a third time makes the semen-shampoo comparison, although this time by means of referencing a statement silver made to her earlier. Silver responds with a statement that might be a retraction of any possible previous invitation, but certainly includes more self degredation. Most probably, this self immolation is a form of deliberate humility intended to be friendly and disarming, or even a sort of way of giving a complement by comparison. But it could be a stealth insult - a sort of way of saying 'back off you arrogant bitch.' And that possibility is unsettling. Of course the chuckling implies the better possibility, but it's not translated well in the text.
She answers somewhat sadly
"It's okay, I'm not either. Mostly I just say things to try to charm stallions who want to be charmed. That is why I keep my coat so pretty."
Aren't these two getting kind of touchy?
>>89885Jesus. I mean, I'll just say that, if Silver was trying to insult Blue, it would be in a much more direct fashion. I don't see why Silver would come out of left field with an insult like that when they're having a friendly conversation.He works the shampoo through his tail using his hooves, a fairly awkward sight to be sure, though a portion of him performing the action is just done to give his hooves something to do while they chat. His mind travels back to their conversation at the end when Blue was giving Silver a massage, and how she was speaking and acting then. "And what would you say if you were not trying to charm stallions?"
>>89886Can you be touchy without actually touching each other?
Silver Sword, version 0.2
Changelog:
-made him into a proper horny boi
-added ear floof for extra warmth on those cold, St. Petershoof winter nights
-now visible to the naked eye
-LUX...FIAT!
>>89888Did you even go to sleep?The floof seems odd, like it would make him deaf or something. Granted, I don't know how ear floof work, so it may be purposefully placed there since other poners have floof there.
Horn is a little too thin for my tastes.
No idea what LUX FIAT means
>>89889I did, believe it or not.*shrugs* Ask Mr Scroup about the ear floof and the thin horn, I suppose.
Translated from Latin, it means "daybreak" or "let there be light". Literally "let light". One of the few things I remember from back when I took Latin lessons from my mom.
>>89890For two hours?
Anyways, I suppose if it works, it works.
>>898917 hours or so, when I slept between
>>89884 and
>>89887
>>89887It’s just the way my mind works“I don’t suppose I would say much at all. I certainly would not be as friendly”
She moves forward. Closer, then closer, then next to Silver
“Do you want help with that?”
>>89894I'm not criticizing, as my own mind works in its own mysterious, autistic ways.He looks at her, a friendly look on his face that doesn't quite approach a smile. "You have friendly side to you, whether you realize it or not."
His vision returns to his sudsy tail. "You are more than welcome to help if that is what you want. All I have left to do is to shampoo and wash my coat."
>>89895She takes his tail, gently lathers it, then dunks it into the water, all without saying a word
>>89896The sudden action and his subsequent exposure surprises him a little. "Hmm. Well, that is also option." He looks once again over to her, wondering if she has that same emotionless expression she had when she first saw him in the hotel.
>>89897How exposed is he? Was he laying on his back?
>>89898I think his cock and balls are exposed, judging how Silver said his ass was up in the air.
>>89900>>89897Nope, it's that smile of hers
>>89901Silver's not sure if that should be reassuring or disconcerting. "So, do you need me to stand up, now, or...?"
>>89902She back away
"No, that's quite fine. I will go make some tea."
>>89903His ears perk up a little. "Tea? What kind?"
>>89904"Don't get too exited. A Minotaurian variety, fairly simple"
>>89545I'll just put this here. Don't mind me.
>>89905"I suppose I should save my excitement for later, hmm?" Silver lets out a small chuckle. "In either case, it is new thing to me. I think I can get at least little bit excited to try this Minotaurian tea."
>>89907"You can do that" She pats him with her hoof low on his belly. Very low. "Surely you've had tea before?"
>>89908A blush breaks out on Silver's face, and she can see him doing his best under the water to cross and hold his hindlegs together. Even when weighed down by the bathwater, his winter coat proves to make his belly fur surprisingly soft, though the water does make it feel thick rather than floofy. "Couple of times, yes, but I have never had tea from Minotauria."
>>89909"Didn't mean to make you uncomfortable... Well, I guess I will have to share some tea with you then"
>>89910He grins sheepishly, trying to backtrack a little. "No no, it is alright. I just, uh...had itch." He uncrosses his legs, summoning every ounce of willpower he has in the process to not embarrass himself. "See? Everything is fine..."
That smile returns to her face. If you've ever seen a cat slowly creep up, and then pounce on something, you've seen just about what Blue Skies does next, as she moves just a little forward, moves a hoof up, and then scratches the itch herself
>>89912Skies is going to sin.
If I suddenly disappear for an extended period of time, it's because the power went out. It's storming like the dickens here.>>89912"Oh!" A shiver passes through Silver's body at the contact. It doesn't take long for Silver's 'little buddy' to properly poke its head out of its sheath, giving Blue a little greeting as it slowly extends outwards.
>>89913Blue Skies do something
unethical? She would
never>>89914At first, she moves back a little. Then, she starts
laughing.
"Shall I go make tea?"
>>89915And a pic for Blue Skies as Silver's Sword comes out from its sheath
>>89915"...Yes, that sounds lovely..." Silver frowns at his 'Sword', now extended out a fair ways and resting on his abdomen, yet still flaccid. He looks a little cross at it as it twitches a little.
>>89918"Tell me if you need any further
help in your bathing" she says with a smile.
>>89919"Oh, I most certainly will." He gives the head a boop using one of his forehooves, causing it to stiffen a little in response. "Normally, I have better control over my 'Sword' to keep it sheathed. I guess he must have been just little bit too excited to finally see somepony new."
>>89920She smiles, but she leaves the room, presumably to set water to boil
>>89921Silver settles back down into the normal laying down position in the tub, placing his hindquarters back underneath the surface of the bathwater. With the bath still remaining warm, and his member now fully exposed to the water's warm embrace, it quickly excites and causes more blood to rush to Silver's Sword. Before too long, the head and flare of the erect member stick out of the water like a submarine's periscope, followed by a portion of the upper shaft. Silver lets out a sigh, looking at the dark grey flesh torpedo. "What am I ever going to do with you..." Its only response is to quiver at him.
>>89924What the hell is it with these threes?
>>89924After one minute, she comes back in, still smiling, but with an awkward expression as well
"Silver... Sweetie. I don't mean to be rude. If I didn't have a coltfriend, or if my coltfriend were not in the Party, I would jump all over you. But I don't know how much contact Dark Star is okay with, and I actually work with Dark Star and respect him, besides the fact that he knows you as well... So... I would rather not finish you. Not right now, anyways"
>>89926He nods, understanding perfectly. He doesn't look too worried about it, from Blue's perspective. "It is nothing to worry about. I just hope my 'buddy' here decides to retreat back into his sheath soon."
>>89927She walks up behind him, and starts to rub his completely wet mane. “You wouldn’t want to get anything on your coat anyways”
>>89928He closes his eyes in contentment. His little buddy remains standing at full attention for both Silver and Skies to see. "It would not be first time."
>>89929She continues rubbing his mane, going through the motions of washing it, though it has already been washed. With a tone of disgust, almost a growl, she says “I hate getting it in my coat. That’s why I always swallow”
>>89930He turns his head slightly to look back at her. "Unless you are skilled with deepthroating, there is still threat of overflow coming out of your mouth and nose."
>>89931“I take it this was a frequent occurrence in your past?@
>>89932That would work if he had not had a marefriend
>>89932"...Maybe just little bit?" He smiles, a couple memories resurfacing. His member twitches a couple more times, evidently not going down any time soon. He puts a forehoof to it, pushes it back down into the water, and holds it there.
>>89933she was a Waifu, not a marefriend. Reee. Also, the question is ambiguous enough to apply to any female sexual partners>>89934She laughs at Silver’s movements
“When the tea is ready, do you want anything in it?”
>>89935He smiles at her, glad that she's finding enjoyment out of him trying to keep his erection out of such a public view. Though the warm water combined with the contact with his hoof isn't helping things, as evident by how his blush spreads a little more. "Whatever you like to have in it is fine with me, I do not have preference."
[1d20 = 14]
>rock noises
Oh boy, time to play bartender simulator again!
Rolling to wash a shot glass
>>89936She looks at him contemplatively. “Careful not to perish from from embarrassment”
okay, roll another die>>89937The glass, thankfully, is not a mimic, nor does it break in his hoof. A spot comes out
[1d20 = 19]>>89938Ready for another 3?
>>89939Oh this is gonna suck.I hope nothing bad comes from this event.
[1d20 = 4]>>89938Nice, Onyx washes another one
>>89939"Let me check and see if the water is boiling"
She says this, despite the absence of the well known whistle of the boiling kettle. She briefly leaves the room
>>89941Oh dear. Well, this one does not wash as cleanly as the last, by any means
>>89941Hey, you stole my low roll!>>89942"...Okay?" Once she leaves, he relinquishes his hold of his stallionhood, letting it swing back and smack against his wet abdomen before it returns to standing at attention out of the water. It flings a little water into his face during the motion, causing him to close his eyes and flinch.
>>89945
It's... chewing gum.
I think that existed by this time.
>>89945
"How many times to I have to SAY NO MILK IN THE SHOT GLASSES"
>>89945
"Shoot my..." He looks confused as to the meaning of this phrase, though Blue can't see this.
>>89948With a rifle like yours, it's quite plausible.I think you're acting innocent.
Ever wanted to attach a picture of anime girls with grotesquely disproportionate breasts, but found that you didn't have any in any of your image folders, so you just attach an unrelated image of French Yellow Vest protesters?>>89947Fuckers put it in there anyways. This will require a few more rubs
>>89948Whelp, she's away now
>>89950RIP my sides.He sighs, wondering what she could be doing right now. He puts the frog of his forehoof against the exposed shaft of his member, giving it a stroke. "Well, it is just you and me, now, buddy."
[1d20 = 8]>>89950Quite the opposite, I look for yellow vest protesters and get large breasted anime girlOnyx scrubs with the might of alicorn magic
>>89950Freedom is a boner inducer, so it's okay.
>>89951When the cat is away... do the mice play with themselves?
>>89952Onyx rubs with greater might than Silver right now. It's more effective than not... but some of the residue remains
>>89954How do you think they have like 25 children when they're alone?
[1d20+1 = 7]>>89954Kek
Onyx resorts to desperate measure and uses a sponge instead of a dishtowel
>>89957Even though his rubbing leaves something to be desired, he manages to finally remove the last traces of residue from the glass. Fucking milk drinkers
>>89958Onyx breathes a sigh of relief and and decides to poor himself a drink
without milk
>>89959Well, there are plenty of options. The bar is not very crowded at the moment
>>89954An interesting philosophical question that a pony like Blue Skies would probably contemplate for a time. For Silver, he's currently involved in a one-sided conversation with his penis. "It has been while since you last decided to show up. I am sorry for keeping you neglected for so long." He gives it a couple more strokes with his frog before he leans back, focusing on the fleshy rod in his mind's eye. "Well, you are here now, so I will take some care of you while you are." His horn lights up, and a blue telekinetic glow forms around his member, stroking it at a slow pace designed to induce pleasure rather than bring him closer to orgasm. The pulsating field lights up his side of the bathroom with a faint blue glow. He maintains the motion, occasionally letting out a pent-up moan or thrusting upwards subconsciously.
>>89962That person who asked us to never change is having a blast right about now.
>>89962"Guess I got what I deserved
Kept you waiting there too long my love
All this time without a word
Didn't know you'd think, that I'd forget, or I'd regret
The special love I have for you"https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkA7xQb6uPkBlue Skies has not returned yet. She must either have found a task for herself or is deliberately avoiding the bathroom. Silver, by contrast, is directly benefiting from and enjoying that Unicorn privilege
>>89961Only one? I guess it is morning. What a beautiful day. He'll definitely need more later
>>89964Sides Status: In OrbitOh, he very much is enjoying that Unicorn privilege.
>>89965From another room, he can hear the beginnings of a whistle, which lasts only a few seconds before subsiding. But in the warm waters of the luxurious bathroom, where Silver has plenty of room to himself, he can contemplate how the other half lives. Is that why the Earth Pony population is so high? Because they can't do this? It would suck if you had to try to do this with only the soft part of the hoof. Or, he can just enjoy himself.
>>89966It's an interesting thought, and in Silver's mind he can see it extend to every part of an Earth Pony's life, and why Earth Ponies have been behind many of ponykind's greatest inventions. Without Unicorn magic or Pegasus flight, they have had to figure out how to do the same things Unicorns and Pegasi can do using only their hooves. So, they became adept at building tools to do those things they can't themselves do, and these tools have really taken off in the past couple decades, allowing them to do things like fly with airplanes or cast spells with magic rifles. Sometimes, these tools even allow them to do things the other races can do, only better. Part of him wonders if Unicorns and Pegasi will eventually become phased out by Earth Pony ingenuity, or if Earth Ponies really are the superior pony race.
As a particularly long, milking stroke of his member causes him to let out a semi-loud moan, and as his member spurts out a small amount of pre, he wonders if Earth Ponies will even be able to build a tool in the future to do what he's doing now to themselves, and if they'll even make it better than this.
THE SITE FINALLY WORKS AGAIN!>>89968>>89968Perhaps the ingenuity of Earth Ponies will someday make mares obsolete. Perhaps a cabal of deceitful creatures who thrive on Earth Pony sexual repression will try to kill any such innovation in the cradle.
Laying there, gloriously outstretched in the bathroom of his employer's marefriend, he may start to see part of the appeal of the Blackhooves. At least, what is presumably the appeal to
some of its members. The beginnings of Alicorn were favorable to the Unicorn race, as they were early on promoted to feudal lordships. The rise of Capitalism leveled the playing field significantly, as the "new money" of Equestria became disproportionately Earth Pony. That slight in itself would be tolerable but for the more recent changes in the government. In less than a decade, the size of the Alicorn ruling class quadrupled, while the pony races were now to suffer being placed as equals to literal insects and beasts of burden. As Unicorns were cast out of ruling and equated to Yaks and Griffins, some may yearn for a change in government. Blue Skies still clings to the nostalgia of a time and place where Pegasi were on top, but even she knows that those days are gone. She obeys Unicorn commanders in a chain all the way to the top. If she wants to make jokes about "mud ponies" in front of her Earth Pony boyfriend, all he need respond is "suck my cock," and she must obey as if it were a literal command.
It is now the era of the Unicorn. From the fighter for "equality" who leads Stalliongrad, to the self-styled "defender of ponykind" in the Duke of New Mareland, to the alleged "leader of the Harmonious world" in the River Republic, and now, even the elected leader of the newly minted Republic of Nimbusia, they are Unicorns all.
It's a masturbatory thought to be sure, but what else is appropriate in this exact moment?
>>89969You know what goes well with masturbation?Thoughts about economic deficit!
Alright, I don't have very much left to do today.
>>89971I linked the post where the mademare proposes his argument here.
>>89906
>>89970Hey, would it offend you if I showed you the Strength-based unarmed build I made?
>>89973>Metagaming a combat whatever instead of actually acknowledging the game when explicitly asked about itYes, it would offend me
>>89976Holy shit that's impressive
>>89545Sister Ash raises an eyebrow, then narrows her eyes somewhat.
"... So, you mean to tell us that you took in this colt for his own good?" She implores
>>89976That's some complex character you did there.Lemme see if I can see its value.>>89979Ikr?
>>89979It took me 4 days, tbh.
It effectively let's him have the benefits of being a monk, without being a monk or having intelligence, minus the spell resistance, Will, and immortality of course.
Another Level in Wolf Totem Barbarian will let him get Improved Trip, despite his lack of intelligence. The Ascetic Ranger Feat will mean that ranger levels will increase his unarmed damage. It also has plenty of room for prestige classing, and more classes (the first 2 levels in fighter are the best levels in fighter).
Warrior Ranger does not get any spells, but it will give him Improved Speed if he pursues 6 levels in it, plus it gets d10s. That way he can increase his damage and his number of attacks while still maintaining full BAB.
Battle Dancer is normally a stupid homo-queer failure of a charisma-based class (imo), but that level is indespensible for this build.
It's not awesome, but it's best for an unarmed build that lacks both dex and Wis.
>>89969Good to know I wasn't the only one.From what he remembers of the few history lessons he had as a colt that weren't focused solely on Severyana, Unicorns have always leaned more towards the path of leadership. It is something about their biology, or the way they interact with the innate magic of the world around them, he thinks. Funny, as he himself is following the orders of an Earth Pony. But that is the point, he supposes, of each race having different abilities. They aren't equal, they are all different in their own unique way, with their own strengths and weaknesses, advantages and disadvantages. And, he also supposes, that's a good thing. Together, they compliment each other, all three races combined, making their strengths stronger and their weaknesses weaker, and allowing them to reach heights that other sapient races - the Buffalo, the Minotaurs, the Changelings, the Deer, the Griffons, the Polar Bears, the Penguins - could only dream of. Even with the pace at which technology is advancing and blurring the lines between the races' different abilities, there will always be a place for Earth Pony strength, Pegasus flight, and Unicorn magic, because no matter what, that is what these races were born with, and no others can claim the same. It's a branch of Harmonic thought that has largely fallen out of favor compared to the more recent socialist variations that have come into existence to try to compete with Communism, but Silver holds to it almost religiously, as his father did before him.
He watches his telekinetic field stroke his member up and down, up and down, in a constant cycle of self-pleasure. What kind of odd thoughts he has while masturbating.
Random question: which side won the Longswordian Civil War in this universe? Every time I've played with Historical AI Focuses on, the war has ended differently, sometimes with the Non-Aligned "Longswordian Governate" winning, sometimes with the Communist "Socialist Republic of Longsword" winning.
>>89983The real question is why there are so many damn longswords
>>89983Literally jacking off to his ideals.
>>89984Pfft! Halberds are for combat infantry. A real rearguard officer has a ceremonial sword>Unicorns are biologically inclined towards leadershipNow
that is a sexy thought. Keep on going, and it shall end gloriously. But I guess he can think about a sexy pegasus instead if that is more stimulating
Uh, in one of the playthroughs I tried to base this game on who ever won was conquered by the Reformitsen of Hellquill shortly thereafter, who in turn were killed by New Mareland at the very end of the "Gryphyian March" campaign
>>89982It sounds like a good character. A shame we can't use this one since it probably would make the GM have to consider many more books than vanilla and is rightfully scared of balancing all of the books you've used.If it's taken though, I suspect that most Natives should be like this. It is oddly fitting
>>89987The "Beastly" flaw came to my mind when the idea that wild empathy might influence natives. The flaw makes your mind vulnerable to spells that would normally only control animals, and any creature with Wild Empathy can see this, so enemies will use it to exploit your weakness. Because of that, the Barbarian levels help, since the Rage bonus to Will saves is most beneficial to keeping barbarians from being turned against their allies. The Rage enhances the Fist of the Forest's Feral Trance, so you could stay in Ultra Instinct for 9 rounds per day, and go into it once per day. The Strength bonus to rage is really helpful unarmed, because it'll help you grapple, and all ranged attackers and spellcasters are bitches when it comes to being grappled.
>>89986Silver ends up deciding "why not both?", and mixes the two fantasies together. His telekinetic field strokes on with a renewed vigor.
I've seen the Communists win the civil war in one campaign and manage to push the Hellquillians back after a few months of a stalemate at the border. It helped when the location there the Hellquillian lines finally broke was at the city of Hellquill itself, allowing several Longswordian divisions to push into the city and flank the Hellquillians from behind.
>>89988I see. It looks like he's way more powerful than current Iron.Not as powerful as many wizards or other spellcasters but he's quite good at his role.Anyways, you should probably relink your response to one of the GM's current posts. For some reason his ID changes between days. It may be why he did not respond to Ash yet.
Or is having trouble having to spill out lore and arguing about orphans' true value at the same time.
>>89989Whatever challenges Silver's ideas of Liberté, égalité, and fraternité may face in the wider world, none dare challenge him in his private palace of marble and porcelain. From a sound near the door, it seems as if Blue Skies contemplates the politesse of walking in on Silver at the moment, and she seems to give him his space.
In both most recent playthroughs, it seems that Hellquil conquers Longsword. This is more likely, I think, if the 'moderates' win the civil war. This would have the consequence of New Mareland attempting to conquer that area itself, which may be unfortunate as it would create a border against the Griffonian Empire which would be avoided if New Mareland only takes "most" of the Marchlands
>>89976I'll be sure to include an adversary with stats like that. Soon.
>>89980He laughs slightly
"I hope you don't mean to tell me he'll find any better. I get help, and maybe even a pony to take my place in the Capri Cabana when I'm on a beach in Sicameon. And he gets a chance at wealth and respect, something that otherwise would be denied him"
>>89993You do know that you'll probably take stuff from books other than vanilla, effectively nullifying the ban against said books, right?That is, unless you are one crafty GM that can vanilla his way across everything.
>>89992He grunts in exertion, his telekinetic strokes now with a purpose and a fantasy behind them. They get faster, and harder, as he imagines himself looking down at the most and second-most beautiful pegasi, together and working on polishing his great 'Sword', one taking long licks from the base to the tip before very lightly pressing her teeth into the flare, the other suckling on his round, juicy balls like they were made of candy. He thrusts his hips up in the tub, a large spurt of pre squirting out of his urethra and landing in the tub with a solid ploop sound.
Seems like it. It also seems the outcome of the civil war depends on if the Communists can force the Moderates to capitulate before they run out of Infantry Equipment and Ponypower.Also, I'll be right back. Dinner calls.
>>89995>audibly ejaculatesIt reminds me of an /mlp/ green I read.
>>89993Sister Ash nods slightly
"So, you say that you meant to take in this child right here, for his own well-being, correct?"
>>89994No, I'll just give it higher numbers. Jesus, that post looks like a law review article with all of those citations to it.>>89996He ain't done yet>>89995How long has it been for him? How long has he kept himself pent up? How long has it been since he laid back and
relaxed?
>>89997"You cannot sell an older teenage male for more than 1000 bits. You can't even give them away for free, really, as you should know from the orphanage. You can say that we run a charity of sorts. We take in the lower classes, the unfortunate. And we give them hope"
Praise Football. Praise American.
>>89999Praised, as our lord and saviour Elway grants us this pleasure.
>>89998>Selling children[Reeeeeeees internally]
If Sister Ash was frustrated by the pony not answering her question directly, she does not show it on her face.
She's silent for a moment before she speaks up.
"... And the ponies from that warehouse.. were they subordinate to you..?"
>>90002He laughs
"I'm flattered that you might think so, but no. I'm just a friend in another part of town under a different underboss"
>>90003Her eyes narrow further
>Full Asian"And who might that be?"
>>90004"The underboss? I'm not certain he would appreciate me giving his name out to random strangers who walk into my office"
I gotta step out for a few minutes.
Brb
>>89998It has been far, far too long. Years, it feels like to him, spent in service to the whims of one pony or another, be it a group of simple citizens in desperate need of help, a noblepony who needs somepony to do the dirty work they themselves could neither do nor bring themselves to do, or his own country in its time of greatest need, he has worked tirelessly, with little time to spend on himself for pleasures such as this. His balls ache already from seeing some of the heaviest use they have seen in a long while, chugging out what feels to Silver to be gallons of pre before even getting to the main event. His member spits it out with a pressure he hasn't seen or felt since he was a young adult, creating a rhythm of sound with each stroke his magic makes as each glob gets ejected from his member, soars for a second in the air, and comes down heavy into the water:
splurt, plop, splort, plap. Some of it lands on his lower abdomen and his pubic area, sticking up the floof in this area of his body. His cockhead is already covered in the stuff so much, he's not sure if it's wet from water or straight pre.
In the fantasy, he sees one mare run her tongue across the whole of his head, popping it into her mouth for but a second before returning to ring his flare with her tongue. She starts to focus on his urethra, spreading it and opening it very slightly with her tongue as if she was going to stick it inside. The other mare opens her mouth as wide as it can go, her teeth scraping along one of his testicles as she attempts to and manages to put the whole thing in her mouth. She uses her tongue to wrap around and wet the whole orb, making very audible vacuum noises as she sucks on his heavy sack. He congratulates the mares on their performance so far.
Blue can hear a particularly deep groan from the other side of the door. "Auuuuugh!" He feels his balls clench in anticipation. He's close. Very close.
>>90007The door cracks open, and a head looks in. She smiles, but keeps a cautious distance. The way you may keep a distance to others setting off fireworks
But which mare is it who caresses his member with her tongue and lips, and which mare is it who nibbles his sack?
>>90008Obviously Storm is the main dick muncher while Skies is the added bonus.At least it's what I would imagine.
>>90009Bingo.>>90008His breathing gets heavier, his strokes get even harder, his thrusts into the air get more needy, he stops shooting pre in preparation for the coming ejaculation. He doesn't even register Blue's presence, he's so caught up in both his pleasure and his fantasy.
Two things happen at once:
In his fantasy, Storm sticks her tongue into his urethra, playing with it, while Skies manages to fully deepthroat his testicle.
In real life, he releases his telekinetic grip on his shaft as the vice grip pressure he felt on his balls finally releases.
"AUUUUUUGH!"
He gives a single, mighty thrust into the air, as a long, thick, powerful rope of pure white cum spews from his member and soars high into the air, splattering against his barrel and abdomen when it comes down. He thrusts again, and a second, equally large ejection lands on his lower abdomen, his cock, and into the bathwater. He does this several times, each getting slightly and progressively weaker, and each with an audible
squirt sound. His chest and abdomen get absolutely plastered in foal batter as rope after rope lands back onto him. An errant stream lands on his own face and in his mane, forcing him to close his right eye to avoid cum leaking into it. And the rest lands in the tub, messing the bathwater even more than it already was.
When it's all over, he settles back down into the tub with heavy breaths, and stares at the ceiling. He's got a healthy afterglow in his face, visible from behind the errant cumstring that landed on it. His cock remains fully erect and covered in semen, but somehow manages to look satisfied to Blue. His coat looks more white than grey on his barrel and abdomen now, and the extra fluff from his winter coat has been quite effectively messed with baby gravy. Ropes of ejaculate are visible in the bathwater, floating around with little care.
All-in-all, it looks as if Silver enjoyed himself.
>>90010Sheesh, you like dirtying other ponies' places, do you? You know how hard is to clean off semen?Try to cut a tree next time with your ejaculation next time.
>>90009With Silver, she is the chance to live and love again after so many years; the chance to feel young again. But there's also the constant reminder that she wasn't the first, and that she is not and never will be the best. She will always be the inferior replacement, no matter what she does. With Dark Star, the situation is very different. Dark Star is years younger than her, and she is his first love it seems. She is the high school sweetheart he missed out on as a teenager. To him, she is everything. She is the best to him. But there's always the lingering fear that this love is the product of youthful inexperience and emotional immaturity; that it will sour as they get to know each other better, and as time progresses.
>>90012I can only imagine what Blue would think, being in the middle of something like that. Talk about a love triangle.>>90011Like Iron did back at the orphanage?
>>90010Well, that has to be a very large amount of fluid. Now, hopefully none of it escaped the bathtub...
Now Blue Skies comes into the room, looking almost concerned
"Did one of my shampoo bottles just explode?"
>>90012I suppose? He does have the experience on how to handle a mare, both sexually and maybe emotionally. Star is a bit meh as a partner. Only looking for sex and comfort from his past while Silver gives out comfort and sex like a millionaire in a villa throws money around in a charity event.Silver is undoubtedly a good stallion to form a relationship with as a mare. Star is more of a long term investment that, in reality, most women would not really take. They like, most of all,
constant happiness and economical comfort with his stallion/man. One who understands her concerns and insecurities and makes them feel like they mean something. Silver is such a good candidate for that. Star is more of a loose cannon, and I would feel the same fears as Skies if I were a woman handling him.>>90013Of course, dummy. Trees like protein.I wonder if a nun found a 'new species of tree' that 'lets out white maple syrup'
>>90005Sister Ash's eyes narrow into the expression that Japanese women make when they're about to murder their kids.
"Are you aware that this child came from came from an abandoned warehouse, taken by ponies who were in business of kidnapping foals?"
>>90014Silver looks towards her with his non-semen-covered eye, barely able to turn his head to do so. He looks almost more cum than pony after such a
workout. His words are broken up by the heavy panting and breathing such an activity he just went through entails. "I *pant*...think *pant*...I...I will need *pant*...I think I will need bath...*sigh* for this bath...*pant*"
>>90016Didn't realize Iron was such a botanist.
>>90018lolno. Iron is not the botanist here.It was joek. Plants eat light, u no?
>>90019>>90018"You weren't just attacked by a succubus demon, right?"
She edges closer, then picks up a container of soap
"I think you will need this"
She looks almost concerned by the scene. Perhaps it's a good think she didn't try to suck him off. That may have *drowned her*
>>90019PLATE
IS
WASHED
A good thing too, since lunchtime is coming up
>>90017"I am aware that they were secured as collateral for an unpaid loan, and that they neither had nor have living family members or close relatives as caretakers"
>>90021"No, no...succu-whatever *pant*." He collapses into the cum-filled water, apparently fine with remaining there for the moment while he recovers. His 'Sword' slowly softens, and retreats back into his sheath, disappearing underneath the surface of the water. "I may have...been pent up...just little bit..."
>>90023"You should probably... drain that water. Then wash off. Again"
>>90024"Probably..." His horn lights up as he uses his magic to remove the drain plug. He looks again over to Blue as the water slowly drains away. "So...how are you?"
>>90025Her expression towards him is still somewhat stunned
"Tea is ready"
She pulls up two cups
>>90022Oh shoot, I g2g to dinner soon. I finish typing later.
>>90026He nods, and stands up in the tub. The ejaculate still on him appears to stick mostly to his thick coat, as it only drips slightly back down into the tub. He uses his magic to grab and hold onto the cup without getting it any more dirty than it needs to. "Thank you...I think I am in need of hydration, after that."
>>90028She giggles at his appearance, then smiles
"How do you feel?"
>>90029"To be honest...I feel great!" He smiles wide, absolutely beaming with a youthful vigor. The effects of his afterglow are still very much visible. "I feel like I just got done with 10 kilometer run...but I feel great!" Silver takes a sip of the tea Blue made for him. He uses a forehoof to poke at the tuft of chest fluff he played with previously, which has now been covered in ejaculate. He brings a string of the white liquid along with his hoof, looking at it. He suddenly laughs. "You could say I am getting into spirit of season, with as white this winter day has been for me thus far."
>>90030She looks simultaneously amused and a tad bit disgusted with her smile
"I put honey in the tea, I hope you don't mind"
>>90031You mean aphrodisiac?
>>90031He wipes the hoof off in a clean bit of fur. In this moment, he realizes he's stuck inside the tub until he cleans himself off. "Ah, that is fine. It tastes nice." He takes another sip, a question coming to mind. "Blue, this will sound like weird question, but what kind of cookware do you have in your kitchen?"
>>90032Does Silver need aphrodisiac after cumming that much?
>>90033For reinvigoration, yes.Apart from being more... accepting to any body stimulus.
[1d20 = 2]>>90035Uh, shit
>>90036>inb4 plate is broken and gets fired.
>>90033"My kitchen?" She tilts her head slightly. "You mean the meager supplies this hotel room comes with? Not much, actually"
Staying in the bathtub for the moment is probably the right choice
>>90036>Rolls a 2 while washing Satan's instrument
>>90036"Excuse me mister? Did I give you permission to touch me?" The droning noise seems to be coming from the spoon. I mean, fork. I mean, Fork spoon... thing.
>>90038He nods, looking slightly disappointed. "Ah. That is disappointing to hear. I had idea of something from my homeland I could cook for you, as something nice I could do."
>>90040"GAH MIMIC"
Onyx drops it to the ground
>>90041She batters her eyelashes, clearly flattered
"Why might you have cooked?" She asks
>>90042"DID YOU JUST ASSUME MY RACE! I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT I SELF IDENTIFY AS A SILVERWARE-FLUID. YOU
WILL ACKNOWLEDGE SAID IDENTITY!"
>>90044Onyx violates the first law of Libertarianism and steps on the spork demon
>>90043Was that meant to be a "Why", or was it meant to be a "What"?
>>90045>Stepping on a cross between a spoon and a forkIs that even safe? Roll Die
"DO YOU SEE THIS MAN OPPRESSING ME!"
>>90046A "what." She's just going to assume that he wanted to cook for her as a way of trying to take possession of her or something
>>90048What streak of bad rolls we're having.
>>90048Well, he avoids hurting himself, as the spoon fork... abomination curls up slightly. It doesn't look hurt either
"YOU THINK YOU CAN STEP ON ME JUST BECAUSE I DO NOT CONFORM TO YOUR CULTURALLY CONCEIVED NOTIONS OF A "PROPER" EATING UTENSIL? NOT ALL UTENSILS CONFORM TO THE SOCIALLY CONSTRUCTED BINARY OF "FORK" AND "SPOON""
>>90047That's actually kinda funny to me. I don't know why.He beams at her. "Stroganoff! I mean, it is not exactly fancy meal you would find at high-class eateries, but it is very filling, delicious casserole dish I loved as little colt."
[1d20+9 = 13]>>90050Onyx picks up a knife in his hoof and stabs
>>90052I mean.... It's made of metal. But sure, I think you hit it. Roll damage
"OH, YOU TRY TO USE OTHER UTENSILS AGAINST ME DO YOU? UNABLE TO OPPRESS ME YOURSELF?"
>>90051"Huh. Tell me more about this Stroganoff, and your days as a colt"
[1d4+4 = 5]>>90053Onyx's eyes are rolling violently
>>90054Close. Not
quite"Gah! You think you can keep me down forever? Do you!"
[1d20+9 = 24]>>90055Onyx just kicks it at this point
>>90056It's kicked right the fuck across the room
"YOU TRANSPHOBIC XENOPHOBIC HOMOPHOBIC MYSGONISTIC RACIST...." It can still be heard, just less clearly
[1d20 = 1]>>90057"Now that I don't have to hear that abomination..."
Onyx sets to work cleaning pic related
>>90058First wave Silverwareism created by black pony.
>>90058>>90058>Rolled a one"DID YOU JUST COMMIT A HATE CRIME AGAINST MY XOSTER?"
>>90060"TWO OF THEM?"
Onyx wonders if the sorcerer could give them a better attitude
>>90061"THERE ARE MANY OF US WHO DON'T CONFORM TO YOUR UTENSIL CATEGORIES YOU SORRY EXCUSE FORA PILE OF FLESH"
[1d20 = 15]>>90062Onyx takes both the sporks up to his room and sticks them in his nightstand.
Then he washes pic related
>>90063Welcome back. It seems Onyx is dealing with third plate utensilism.
All this just from washing utensils
>>90066When you roll for stuff and get 1 and 2, you fail in a usually funny result
>>90067Trust me, I know too well
>>90068Are you Sardo, or Sparko?
>>90066Of course, Brie has little insect pie incubi. One just bit him, drawing blood, and then was confused when Brie said he looked pretty
>>90070Oh, it's the screeching master himself.Brie suffered a hoof injury, if you recall. You'll need to bandage that shit later.
>>90022Sister Ash's expression darkens.
"Just yesterday, I had to free two of those children from the clutches of a child molester. Two of the same children that were forcefully taken from the orphanage on a hill. The ones I took from that warehouse were starving in metal cages by the time I arrived, and all had to be treated for mane lice." She says
"To whome are foals taken and 'sold' in this manner supposed to be marketed to?"
>>90064What is this heresy? It's like he wants to be cursed.
Also:
>Ponies>Using sporks
>>90071I meant he's adorable, but mein deutsch ist shlecht>>90072Meh
>>90053"It is fairly simple meal to prepare. You brown some ground hay in skillet, add in cream of mushroom soup, sour cream, salt and pepper, and while you cook this you boil egg noodles in pot. When noodles are done, you just mix them into dish, serve with extra sour cream to put in to taste, and enjoy. It is really simple and easy, and it is very popular dish in Severyana."
He sits down, taking another sip of his tea while memories of his time in Severyana are brought to mind for him to share. "There is not much to note about my time as colt, I suppose, but it would be good idea to start with my parents. My father was blacksmith, in St. Petershoof. He was this massive, hulking Earth Pony. Bay-colored coat, dark brown mane, brown eyes, and dark brown stripe running down length of his back, almost same exact stripe I have myself. He said it was family marking that all colts and stallions in his family had. To this day, I have not seen one pony who was ever as big or as strong as he was, but despite his size, he was really gentle pony. At least, unless you got him mad, and I mean
mad, then he was rather scary pony to be around, and
very scary to those who made him mad. He used to be Quartermaster for Equestrian Royal Guard before I was born, so he got to travel all across Equestria, meet different ponies, learn their customs, help them when they were in need, and generally get much clearer picture of world outside Severyana than if he had stayed in one place. He often said it helped to shape who he was.
"I never got chance to meet my mother. Apparently she was daughter of noble pony near Trottingham. She was weak and frail, exceptionally so even for unicorn. My father said once her mane was as golden as sun, her coat as fair as winter snow in St. Petershoof, and her eyes blue like pristine sapphires. Her family often kept her locked away in their manor house, as she was most frail of her siblings and they thought she would give their family bad name. All she wanted to do in life was to see some more of world beyond windows of her house, and to experience all that life had to offer. She got her wish when one day, her family's manor caught fire, and my father was part of local garrison that was called to help. He rescued her from burning wreckage, and they fell in love from that moment on. She absolutely adored how he had traveled all across Equestria and had all of these stories to tell her, and he enjoyed having somepony to take care of and who would care for him in turn.
"After couple years of living together, they decided to have foal, even though they both knew, with how weak she was, of risks it involved to her. As it turns out, those risks did exist after all. She died couple of minutes after she gave birth to me. Toll on her body was too great from birth, it just gave out. My father said she got to see me before she died, and that it...made her happy, before her end. That I helped her to pass away calmly into next life. I...do not know if I miss her or, or if I am supposed to miss her even though I do not. It is hard to miss what you never had in first place."
Just so you know, I am in transit now and will be for most of the night
>>90076Kinda figured from your change in ID. Have fun on your trip!
>>90080You forgot the accent at the oIt's Adiós
>>89862F in advance for the first whiff the Death Star takes of SS boyAlso, this may be helpful for future role-play.
Just remember to keep incognito mode on:
https://articles.extension.org/pages/10248/mare-reproduction
>>90087At least he doesn't smell like Lavender and pussy
>>90090Fair enough point made.
>>90087A scary prospect.Will we reach the point where Dark Star intentionally kills another PC?Shot on the balls, maybe? That sounds edgy enough for mature ratings.
>>90094Tbh, I wouldn't blame him.
>>90095It's understandable. No one really wants to be cucked. Even the ones who pretend they want it.GM will probably explode if it ever happens and maybe will use Skies to kill Star if Silver is killed.
>>90096Just have someone kick Silver in the balls, so his balls finally drop.
Stallions don't always kill eachother in the wild, but they will try to castrate eachother.
>>90096>>90097I'm still here, you know.
>>90098Well, hello there. Be sure to amp up your armor. You'll need it when Star goes apeshit.>>90097Ah, civility always wins in the end.Silver is treading a fine line with teasing a potential romance between him and Skies.
>>90098Whups..
Sorry.. hehe..
>>90099>civility always wins in the end.
This is not even close to true irl, but my character believes that violence can almost always be avoided.
>>90102Civility has to win in the end or else everything would go extinct. That's why muh social contracts exist in the first place.Whether the type of social contract is from Hobbes or Rosseaux's way is not important.
>>90103I would say that humans generally maintain some kind of eternal strife between civility and barbarism.
>>90104Understandable. Most real life balances are dynamic.
>>90105Thus is the eternal struggle between law and chaos.
>>90106Speaking of law and chaos, how is Iron turning up in the alignment chart so far?
Even though I generally loathe meta-talk and great walls of spoilered text, I would kind of like to know what people think is the alignment of the various characters
>>90108Not sure, actually.Cauldron is neutral for sure, leaning on chaotic.Skies is also chaotic neutral as well.Marey and Thyme would be good aligned, maybe lawful.Aside from them, I have no clue.
>>90108I honestly have no idea, but if I were to guess...Blue is probably Chaotic Neutral, Dark Star is Lawful Neutral, Ash is Lawful Good, Iron is Chaotic Good, Brie is True Neutral, and Onyx is Lawful Good.
>>90110>Iron is chaotic goodUh sure. Iron's totally helping Ash out of the good of his heart.I suppose Silver is neutral good,
maybe. Before he would be true neutral.
>>90111*shrugs*Like I said, I don't know.
>>90112Well, you weren't here when Iron started his adventure, so it's excusable tbh.Nevertheless, I don't think we're going to use any sort of enchantment that adds bonus hit chance and damage due to alignment.Even though it's totally plausible since it's in vanilla D&D.
>>90110>Ash lawful good
F for her druidic powers
>>90110>>90114Sister Ash only has a mostly lawful demeanor when she's calm. When she's angry, she's chaotic and expresses it by burning things.
>>90110Brie is Chaotic Neutral. It's pretty obvious, imo.
>>90115So basically she's neutral good.
>>90115I'm not sure that evens it out.
>>90118Don't you remember how she sacrificed the group just to burn heretic stuff back at that undead spawning place?That's not what a lawful character would do.
>>90117Exactly. Her affinity with law or chaos depend largely on what she judges to be best in the name of goodness.
She's typically mostly lawful because she values politeness and peacefulness, but she's willing to make a total 180 if the date of innocent Creatures is at stake.
>>90118
That's because usually only evil things make her angry. She's an ex-monk: she learned to control her emotions to an extent, but when she sees evil before her, she goes Holocaust mode.
>>90119This.
Also, sorry about that..
>>90121Oh don't mention it.I basically saved the entire group from asphyxiation. Really didn't hurt Iron in the slightest.
Some word of God about Kirins within literally the last five minutes
Attendee: “Are Kirins ponies?”
Jim Miller: “They are Kirins”
Attended: “But are they ponies?”
Miller: “No they are Kirins”
Attendee: “But are they related?”
Miller: “No they are kirins. That’s like asking if sharks are bears. They are two different things”
>>90123That's no god. He's an idol.Interesting. Despite how similar they look, they're different species? I guarantee that they will somehow link it to ponies, like how zebras and ponies are from the same family or order.
>>90123Are ponies kirins?
>>90126You're asking the real questions here.Probably no, but still.
>>90123This makes sense.
The fact that Kirins have cloven hooves shows that they are a different kind of ungulate.
The only similarity they share with ponies is their physical builds and the shape of their heads.
>>90123Did they say anything else about Kirins?
>>90124>I guarantee that they will somehow link it to poniesI doubt it, tbh. Jim's monolithic thought process says it all.
>>90137It's just a gut feeling I have.
>>90124In a fantasy world, species don’t
have to abide by the Darwinian-evolutionary theory of common ancestry
>>90136Most of the commentary was about “Sounds of Silence,” but I also missed most of it
>>90139They'll probably play with the idea later on if kirins become popular enough.
>>90140Perhaps they will then. Kirins are the new batponies, as far as fan content is concerned.
>>90141I do recall a question about batponies, which I bothered to write down
Someone’s asked if bat ponies will be brought back. He answered something like “only if there is a valid story reason for it. We’re not going to bring back something just because fans like it”
I did get this quote verbatim:
“I don’t understand the fan obsession with bat ponies. They are literally on screen for like 4 seconds. They look cool...”
Also:
“Maybe we’ll just put a batpony on screen for 22 minutes”
>>90142... Why do the showmakers hate us so much?
>>90142>tfw Equestria at War has shown more care to bat ponies than the actual show
>>90144You could say the same thing about reigndeer and diamond dogs, but nopony really cares about those guys.
>>90145Are reindeer even canon?I thought comics weren't canon and all.
>>90142It's peculiar that they're not just placing more and more species to signify racial/societal differences, including subspecies of said species.
I suppose it's kind of hard to keep thinking up differences without going to extremely obsure or extinct societies like that tribe in Africa nobody cares about.
>>90148If you look at the map they made, there isn't much room for more species, unless they make another continent to the West.
>>90149I guess that's true.
Still, I can see the map suddenly revealing a new world if the ride never ends and G4 goes on for forever, discarding the idea of a fifth one.
Aztec ponies when?
>>90150Technically,the continent Equestria sits on isn't fully shown.
The "undiscovered west" could go on forever.
I'm going to go to bed soon.
Goodnight, Anons.
>>90151That's true.
>>90152Have a good night. I'll follow your lead and go to bed as well.
>>90143What do you mean?
>>90144Eh, I sort of agree with Miller on that one. The "Moonshine"update goes so far as to call bat ponies "The Fourth Tribe," and with that 12% recruitment penalty it is either implying that bat ponies are one eighth of the population and none of them serve, or half of them respond to conscription and there are just as many bat ponies as there are of any other pony race. That doesn't make any sense with what we've seen in the show.
>>90146Deer are in "The Best Gift Ever"
>>90148The show has Dragons, Griffins, Zebras, Diamond dogs, Buffalo, Minotaurs, Donkeys, Changelings, Breezies, Yaks, Hippogriffs, and Deer, besides the races thus far exclusive to the movie, which is at least Kajit, Parrots, and the Storm Island creatures. This is besides the Earth Ponies, Unicorns, Pegasi, Alicorns, Crystal Ponies, possibly Bat Ponies, and also Saddle Arabian-styled horses that represent cultures from Egypt, Norway, Japan, India, the Aztec, England, Greece, The American South, Norwegian-Americans, Louisiana, and New York. What do you want from it exactly?
>>90150>Atec ponies whenDecember 7, 2013. That's when the episode "Daring Don't" came out, which featured "native" ponies of the "Tenochtitlan basin"
>>90154It's highly unlikely the -12% modifier represents either of those realities. Rather, it's likely it represents that, because of discrimination experienced by the other pony races, and the perceived slights against their favored princess in the past by the ruling princess, there's enough bat ponies deliberately avoiding service or potential service in the Equestrian Armed Forces to represent a 12% drop in Equestria's expected recruitable population compared to what they would expect to have from their conscription laws. If Equestria had the "Disarmed Nation" conscription law, meaning 1.00% of their total population would normally be able to be recruited into service, then the penalty would drop that to only 0.88% of their total population. It isn't a statement of how many bat ponies there are in Equestria, but rather how big the impact on Equestria's
total recruitable population is from having no or very little bat ponies serve in the military.
>>90154>Derr are canon as spirits in a Christmas episodeOh. I wonder if their race is still alive or were killed off by Windigos. I don't think there's a lot to go by if you want to describe how they live or something, unless you want to go the comic route.
I didn't watch that episode, so I can't say for sure.>What do you want from it?It's not that I want them to add species every Saturday. I like to guess what direction the show writers will go, see if I can predict what route they'll take.
Mind you, my predictions are not based on carefully constructed logic. It's mostly superficial guesses.>"Daring Don't"I remembered that episode the moment I posted it. I'll just pretend it says Incan ponies instead of Aztec. I don't think there are any direct paralells to them.
>>90155You're entirely missing the point. How could there be "enough bat ponies deliberately avoiding service or potential service in the Equestrian Armed Forces to represent a 12% drop in Equestria's expected recruitable population" unless bat ponies are
at least 12% of the total population? The number is suspiciously close to half of 25%, which is of course a 1/4 share of one whole, which suggests that they are implying Bat Ponies are equal in number to the other races. That makes no sense for a race never seen in background scenes
>>90157>race never seen in background scenesWell, to be fair, they only come out at night.
>>90158Checkmate, atheists.
>>90157I'm not missing the point, I'm hitting the issue right on its head. It never says or implies a specific percentage of the Equestrian population are bat ponies aside from the vague 12% you're getting from an unrelated figure (though in all likelihood this isn't too far off from reality), it never says or implies that each pony race makes up an equal portion of Equestria's population, and it never says or implies that each pony race's contribution to recruitable population is proportional to the size of their demographic. You're deliberately reaching to try to prove your point.
>>90160Does it need any number other than the percentage in the recruitable population? That’s the same way they represent griffin minoritoes in New Mareland and pony minorities in Hellquil: through the effect on recruits of population. Come to think about it, recruitable population is the one and only regard by which population matters at all in HoI4? How is the recruitable population figure either vague or unrelated? It’s not vague st all because 12% is a specific number, and it’s not unrelated because recruit is directly related to population. How am I reaching, and why am I wrong for suggesting that it seems improvable to me that a race of ponies that make up 12 to 24% of the general population is improvable for a race that is never seen in the background or really anywhere outside of luna’s personal guard?
>>90161Look, if you weren't GM and if this was any other thread, I would probably argue with you from now until the end of days because we're apparently the most stubborn people on the face of the planet. As it stands, I don't want my character hobbled, tortured, hurt, maimed, or killed because I got into a lengthy argument with the GM about fucking bat ponies of all things. So, let's both agree that I think you're wrong, you think I'm wrong, in all likelihood we're both wrong, and that we should never speak of this again.
>>90162Wait, are you Silver? I though you were Spirit of an Economist
>>90163Well, I've seen no reason for the Economist to be as dumb as I am.
>>90163Maybe he's multiposting and we don't even know it. Woo~You forgot the 'sardonic' part.
>>90110Close, lawful neutral
>>90166>lawful neutral>jumps off a boat, essentially stealing a gold piece for himself when the group tells him he can't.I somehow doubt that you're lawful. Maybe true neutral.
>>90167Oh don't worry, that'll make sense later
>>90168I suppose.Still, your character follows the path you intended.
>>90169I like to think I've played him fairly LN with one or two strays off the path
>>90170It's somewhat hard to notice when you lack many groups.I think your commitment to your job may be a show of lawfulness, maybe? In combat, you're kind of 'kill everyone because battles work that way and winning is what's most important' kind of fighter, which fits.Overall, I think I can see lawfulness.
>>90171ThanksWould I be wrong to assume Chaotic Good for Iron?
>>90172I think not. More like chaotic neutral, since I've done some loan sharking at the beginning.Also may go back to the Waterfront Gang for some more money so I can get my tungsten fullplate.Only thing that can turn him into CG is actually some mare whose charm can convince him not to do morally questionable stuff.It could go the other way and turn him into CE, if the GM does it right.
>>90173CN is a fun alignment. A very "by the character's whims." And you're right, sometimes real easy to shift to CE/CG. Looking forward to seeing the story develop for all the characters
>>90174If only I wasn't weighted down by consequences to enact Iron's whims.Onyx's still cleaning silverwareist sporks?
>>90175Yep, unless he's been kidnapped
>>90177The Sporks are rising up...
>>90178They can't rise up 'cuz they're not gamers.Or something like that.
>>90179DON’T IMPOSE YOUR UTENSIL STEREOTYPES ON US! THERE ARE SPORK GAMERS TOO!
>>90180And what games do you play, uteens?
>>90181”.... Um, I’ve played Candycrush Saga. I know a spork who stream Fortnige on Twitch”
>>90182Kek.Would've gone for either Coltnite or Forknite but it works tooNow you're telling me that one of you play 'Angry Griffs' too, right?
>>90183HELL NO I DON’T PLAY A GAME THAT DEMEANS GRIFFINS AND PAINTS THEM AS ANGRY CREATURES
>>90184But they fight against pony supremacists.
Do you support pony supremacists stealing griffins' eggs? How insensitive of you.*light snicker*
I'll go to bed early today. Have to wake up around the start of morning, maybe even around midnight. Night.
It's void time, ladies and gentlemen!
For this particular episode, we will focus on a stallion chained to a crippling curse that forces him to abandon society or risk losing his freedom and life.
Who is this stallion? What curse am I talking about? Will he survive? Those questions will be answered this Sunday 14:00 EST/16:00 ART, though beware, as only the braver, edgier viewers may stomach this stallion's poor fate and actions. I shall only give you a hint:
One's body cannot be controlled by his actions.
This is an elaborate attempt to ask if anyone's here, as well as introduce a character with an assumingly harsh weakness that may cause severe difficulties to establish himself in any civilized society.
>>90188Oh hey.
What dfaggyitating curse can you place on a living being without directly killing it? Curses like instant exhaustion and the like are barred off.
>>90189Right, forgot about that.
De-b-i-litating curse*
>>90187>crippling curse that forces him to abandon societyI can only imagine that he is no part of this campaign, which thus far has taken place almost exclusively within a dense urban area
>24 hour Nineteen Eighty-four clockIn America, we use 12 hour clocks exclusively
>>90191I know about your mode of clocks. It should be 4:00 PM ART/2:00 PM EST, iirc.
Curse itself could either be seen with dread or contempt. Simple 'If you don't do X willingly, you will turn into Y' kind of curse. I was thinking a super beefed up, massive hunk of an Earth Pony whose curse is to suddenly gain +8 to Str and Con and suffer -6 to all but Dex. Previous plan may have allowed him to be a PC but it was too focused on sex to be taken seriously, at least that's what I think atm.
He could be a boss on a cabin or forest, whose attacks are unarmed and grappling. Weakness is that he's slow as fuck and doesn't have any armor, but his HP should be quite beefed up with his Con stat.
>>90192Oh, forgot that he is overly aggressive as well, essentially attacking everything around him in a meduim-sized radius.
>>90191I only intend to stay in the Urban areas for as long as I need to.
>>90192That's a very well-written curse.
>Tfw no curses on spell list
>>90195Oh, that wasn't the actual curse I had on my mind. It was supposed to be something akin of 'find a mare to mate with willingly or make a mare suffer rape for it' kind of curse. That's why I would bump up the str and con for this character in order to succeed at all grapples and 'destroy' her. His size increases to large instead of medium to show this change, aside from dealing 1d4 unarmed damage.
>>90191Hey GM, how would you go along with creating a curse?
>>90198Usually the spell you cast has outlines for what you can write.
Bestow curse is a third level spell. Greater Bestow Curse is 8th level. I think only Wizards and Clerics get those spells though.
I'm going through a little post-con depression at the moment, but I'll be better eventually>>90198Uh, sure? I just don't want anything obviously OP or would be unbelievably annoying in roleplay
>>90189I've got the beginnings of one you wouldn't be able to use for whatever ideas you've got going on in your head, but I'm having trouble figuring out what kind of benefit to give along with it so it's balanced.
Curse of Non-Violence: Any wounds you inflict on opponents in combat are also dealt back onto you, lowering your total hit points for a period of 24 hours after the wound has been initially inflicted. This damage cannot be healed during this 24 hour period, though normal wounds you sustain from opponents are not affected by this curse. After 24 hours are up, these wounds can heal like normal.
>>90201Hmmmmmmmmmmm
>wanted to take the Vow Of Nonviolence
>>90201>Wouldn't be able to useI can use it for my bard, so there's that.
Of course, you should take a feat that either increases your 'get the fuck out of dodge' capacity aka feats that improve your AC or run speed or have some focus skill on a skill.
>>90200Nono, I wasn't asking to plant a curse right now on Iron. More like asking you what curse would you create if you had the chance.
>>90199Interesting. Do those spells have some flexibility on what they can do?
>>90073He leans back
"It sounds to me like you already know more about it than I do"
>>90075Blue skies smiles, and says "I can see where your cosmopolitan attitude from"
She moves closer, and sort of past Silver, carrying her cup of tea in hoof. She ends up in a position sort of behind Silver, or behind his head
"How did you feel about your father as your sole parent? Was he able to give you what you needed in childhood?"
>>90070>>90091The strange black pony creature with white-less blue eyes tilts its head and says
"Du willst Sex mit mir haben?"
>>90064Like what the fuck are those I don't even
>>90204>>90202Psst, GM's talking to you.>>90201And (you)
>>90204*eye narowing intensifies*
"... It seems as though I may.." she replies, squinting through her long eyelashes.
>>90203Bestow curse and it's greater variety? Yes.
Geas/Quest also makes for one he'll of a curse.
>>90204Besides the benefit of not being able to see the results of Silver's most recent
activities, she once again gains a clearer view of the stripe Silver mentioned: a dark grey colored stripe of fur, running down his back along his spine, from his mane to his dock. Blue gets the feeling it's the same color as his mane and tail used to be before age gave them into a dull silver color.
Silver takes another sip of his own tea, almost finished with it now. "It depends, I suppose. For me, he provided just what I needed for my early life, but I do not doubt that my own experience cannot be extended to every individual. He certainly tried as hard as any single parent could, especially with balancing taking care of me and taking care of his smithy. As soon as I was big enough, he combined those two duties and apprenticed me. It was not too long after that I took interest in ways of sword and hammer, so he started to train me in these arts as well. It was thanks to these that he taught me responsibility, discipline, duty, and honor, all necessary qualities for warriors. Combined with my schooling, it all took up much of my time in day, but I did not care too much. Extent of his care for me was greater than this, of course, but these are what stood out most about my time with him. He was as much my teacher as he was my father."
>>90206He narrows his eyes right back at her
"You're not with the cops, are ya?"
>>90208Well, by "behind" I meant behind his head, so I think she'd have about as good a view as he has"So why are you a warrior and not a smith?"
>>90209"Because path of warrior is what called to me. And because I found my talent suited it more than it suited being blacksmith."
>>90209".. I am but a volunteer, doing my part. The authorities have seemed less than helpful in these matters."
>>90210"What is your talent, precisely?"
>>90211"What do you want?"
>>90212He turns to show Blue one of his flanks, and the cutie mark emblazoned upon it: a sword in the middle of a mighty downwards arc. "I am skilled at delivering mighty, crushing blows in combat by pouring my heart, my soul, my everything into one single strike. I do not know how much more precise I can get."
>>90212**Fug. That's a good question..**
>>90214So we're going to just give him up? I thought our objective was clear, unless he can't be accepted back to the orphanage due to his age or something.
>>90213She moved forward when Silver moved his flank to her. Her eyes widen
"I see..."
>>90215**Sorry if I'm about low performance. I've got a whole bunch of shit this weekend..**
**I don't want to give up on this one, but idk what to say atm.**
>>90217Understood. I can try another diplomatic way if you want to, but it may be harsh to most of the ponies in the room.>tfw can't kidnap the colt because Brooks already knows where we would take him
>>90216"I suppose it could also represent my affinity for blades over other weapons, or my skill in combat." He reaches a hoof back to give it a pat. "But I am not expert on talent marks."
>>90218I welcome ideas. My brain is too cooked to think of any myself....
>>90217>>90218Seriously, what was your plan for getting him before you went there?>>90219"Well, you should probably start washing yourself off.... again"
>>90221Honestly, there was no actual plan from my part. I maybe have something worth going without going full aggression but I'm a bit spooked. I'll give it a try though if Ash's not coming up with anything.>>90222This, honestly.
>>90221He nods after taking a look at the sticky white substance still plastered over his chest and abdomen. He finishes off the last of his tea and hoofs the empty glass back to her. "That is good idea. It should not take me long."
>>90224She giggles, and takes his glass of tea
>>90225He turns the bathwater back on, letting it fill the tub once again with warm water. "I do not suppose you have some kind of bath brush I could use?"
>>90226"Sure... Just a moment"
She opens the door to the shower, takes enough steps inside until only her tail is visible, and backs out carrying a full brush. Made of sort of plastic materials, given that most anything else would rot or corrode
"Here, you can use this"
>>90223I've got nothing. So go ahead if you want.
My character has no social skills, and even if she did she'd take a -4 penalty for being a different race.
I'm actually pretty tired, tbh.
>>90228Here goes nothing. If this turns into combat,
we'll stop it now.>>90212Iron clears his throat. "I know you were having a conversation with my client right now, but let me ask you something. How many times have the foal disbehaved in front of other ponies like myself?" He supposes that if he plant some seeds of doubt in Brooks' mind, Henhill will be let go of his training.
>>90229"There have been a few occasions suggesting his new found power is getting to him"
>>90230Iron nods. "As expected." He pokes his chin. "Do you think he would be absolutely loyal to you?"
>>90227Silver smiles and takes it. "Thank you. It would be difficult to get this out of my fur otherwise, I would think." He grabs a bottle of shampoo for his coat, and works it into his fur to loosen up the semen that's stuck in it. Once this has been done, he uses the brush to work it out.
>>90231"Well, that is the intent, yes. It is hard to say how that will pan out given that I have only been breaking him in for a month"
>>90232"You should probably run more water into the tub"
>>90233He looks, realizing his error. "Ah, right. Getting ahead of myself."
>>90233Iron raises an eyebrow. "And you think with simply using physical punishment you will obtain his loyalty? Do you not see that you are only creating reasons for him to betray you later on?"
>>90234"I'll go put these away..."
>>90235"It is discipline, just the same as a nun may smack a child with a ruler, a mother her child with her hoof, or a father may hit a child with a tree branch. He knows that there are benefits for good behavior as well."
>>90236He nods. "I will be here, cleaning myself...again."
>>90236"That is where the problem lies, Willow Brooks." Iron shakes his head. "A stallion cannot simply dish out discipline to another stallion's colt, because there is no natural respect that a father and his foal have." He points at Henhill while still looking at Brooks. "You should know that having resentful grunts will eventually lead to disaster, since they can be swayed to the enemy and will betray you if their rewards surpasses yours."
>>90237Aww, poor Silver
>>90238"Now why would he be resentful? Fatherless colts, after all, are the main source of our recruitment"
I'm sorry if I haven't been contributing, but I have to sleep.
>>90239Eh, it's not like he didn't know this would happen.Once the tub is properly filled, Silver resumes using the various shampoos, soaps, and bath tools to clean his coat and mane of filth and restore them to their previous, pristine state.
>>90239Damn, that puts my crops at risk."If they are your main source of recruitment, there are other gangs out there who do it as well, and may hand out a bigger reward in order for the colt to sabotage or even take you down." Iron shakes his head. "Like I said, there is no real respect between you and Henhill because you do not share the father and foal bond I mentioned, and is therefore a liability in the long run." Another chin poking session. "I do concede that all grunts may be liable to treason, but the simple fact that you are disciplining him physically is a massive danger to you and your business, and since power goes to his head, as you said, he will eventually take any chance to betray you if he gets rewarded better."
>>90241Blue Skies returns after some minutes, carrying another full glass of tea
"Do you need anything?"
>>90242I am completing a job application at the moment, so not fully able to respond intelligently
>>90243Understood, should we pause this intellectual conversation until tomorrow?
I'll be heading off to bed. Goodnight.
>>90240I suggest you go to sleep too. We're going to discuss the worth of colt grunts.
>>90213Nothing like bragging about your strength while showing off your sperm-encrusted flank to your friend's girlfriend in the bath.
>>90246I was going to have her be kind of disturbed by the response “my special talent is murder,” but I figured that writing “she looks disturbed” is kind of lazy, so I would describe a disturbed look. But it turns out I can’t write a description like that. So Blue Skies’ reaction to his statement was just kind of lost
>>90247>writing “kind of” three times in three sentencesFuck me
>>90243Silver already looks much better, though he's not quite there yet. "I do not believe so. Where can I find towel for when I am done?"
>>90247That's a bit of an oversimplification, but whatever.
>>90249Well, you did say your talent is to slash ponies with a sword.
Oh boe. What cooky, funky adventures does the bat, the plantation colt, the edgelord, the meat eating ex-bounty hunter, the fluffy, scaly horse and crystal hibernating deus ex machina will have today?
>>90254Bugsitting, masturbating in your friend's gf's bathtub, continuing to not talk to us, asking what the others are doing, preforming the daily rose-ries, and playing Bartending Simulator 96.
>>90255More like getting a hoof bitten off in the case of Brie and trying to convince a mademare to relinquish ownership of a child for Iron and Ash's case.
Everything else is true though.
I have to go for a bit, ironically enough.
Ask where the others are when you have to go.
>>90256It wasn't bitten off, it was just bitten vigorously
>>90258It was a hyperbolic statment.He/you should still treat it later, unless you want to suffer an infection.
>>90259Cuz anyone in the party gets all their wounds looked at?
>>90260When blood comes out, you know it's serious.
Besides, I always checked up on my wounds that drop my HP so far. Except unamred fights.
>>90261I wasn't notified that it did damage, just that it drew blood
>>90262Never said it did damage, my dude.
>>90263Then why have it looked at?
>>90264I suppose because it drew blood.
You don't really have to, though.
>>90258Alright, I’ll comment on the nature of the wound. After Brie books Kerr, Ker thrusts his mouth forward to bite the hoof, and lands on the hoof at an odd angle, one fang stopped by the keratin of a hoof, the other sinking below fur but twisting and stopping as the other fang is stopped. Perhaps 1 HP damage and blood trickles.
Kerr backs away a few feet until his spongey tail touches the wall, then, pulls forward slightly
>>90267>>90264Keep in mind Brie was asked about being sexxed by one of the changelings. Unsure if it was Wesley or Kerr.
>>90255>cleaning up after masturbating in your friend's gf's bathtubftfy
>>90249"Right there"
She points a hoof to a set of towels near the shower, and takes the initiative to place one near the bathtub, rather than suffer Silver to track water across the floor
Forgive me, how can Willow Brook be a "mademare" if he is a stallion?
>>90272Casual sexism, maybe. IDK.
Being sick sucks.>>90271Silver nods at her, thankful for her assistance. He starts to work on cleaning out his mane once he determines his coat is clean of ejaculate. "So, Iron and I will likely have rematch sometime soon, his hooves against me using wooden greatsword. I feel more confident in my ability to win in that situation."
>>90274She sighs, then looks Silver directly in the eyes
"Do you recall our agreement yesterday?"
>>90275They had an agreement?
>>90276Well, I think you have your in-character answer
>>90277...Thanks.He gives her a confused look, the memory of whatever this agreement was having since slipped away. "I am sorry, you will have to remind me of this agreement. I can not remember."
>>90278"The
books, Silver Sword, the books"
>>90279>>90278Silver's having Alzheimer's already?
>>90279She can see the moment when that clicks in Silver's mind. "Oh, right,
that agreement! I was not sure if that was what you were referring to. No, I have not forgotten. Do not worry about that."
>>90280Gimme a break, I'm sick outta my mind, here.
>>90281"What is your plan?"
>>90282"I was thinking, in order to eliminate risk of other party members finding books before I get chance to, I will go alone with gas mask and small amount of Potions of Hide From Undead. It will give me time to explore and search for books without getting harassed either by other party members or by undead that still remain."
>>90283"Interesting. That might work."
>>90284Silver laughs at her response. "I certainly hope so. It is my ass that is on line if it does not." He grabs the luffa sponge, wets it, and puts some of the gel soap on it. He inadvertently gives Blue a bit of a show as he lifts one of his hindlegs and uses the luffa to clean off his genitals. "I do not suppose you would be willing to give me gas mask as operational expense? It is fine if you can not, I am merely asking as my own budget is starting to look little tight."
>>90285"We can spare a mask or two, yes. The ones kept around in case of a chemical attack won't necessarily work for Carbon Monoxide and Hydrogen Sulfide, but those made specially for firefighters, as well as some of the Naval and Aviation masks, probably will."
>>90286He gives her a smile. "Thank you." Silver continues washing himself for a few seconds more before he decides he's clean once again. As he wrings the luffa out, Blue can get a much deeper appreciation of just how much better ponies look when they aren't covered in semen.
I got my most important shit done, since I can be slightly less useless laterm today.
>>90288I'll be napping for a bit, so take your time.
>>90287>>90287"Keep it up and you can be as pretty as me"
>>90290"If only we could all strive to be so." Silver starts to dry himself off with the towel Blue got him, his winter coat floofing up to rival Blue's own coat fluff. Not only does it hide many of the scars across his body, but it makes him look like he'd make for a soft and cuddly pillow. The wonders of Severyanan biology.
Is cleaning a plate a strength or dexterity check?
>>90291Maybe she’s not as floofy
>>90292Strength would break the plate
[1d20 = 3]>>90293Dex check it is...
>>90293*shrugs*Silver steps out of the tub, once he's dried himself to the point where he won't drip on the floor, and, for the second time that day, he drains the bathwater. "I must say, I do not think I have enjoyed bathing like that in very long time."
>>90294Well, he doesn’t quite impale himself
>>90295“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a stallion with quite so much stored... fluid”
>>90296He lets out a snort before he replies. "...Maybe I was just little bit pent up. It was certainly of much higher quantity than I am used to. I doubt if I were to do it again I would be quite as 'productive' as this time."
>>90296I'd be more impressed if he did impale himself with a sponge to be honest.
>>90297Her ears flap down and her mouth wears an expression of concern. It appears in her mind she imagines something that causes deep discomfort to her snout
[1d20+3 = 13]>>90299Sense Motive: Silver gives her a confused, searching look, trying to find something in her face or eyes that will tell him exactly what could be causing Blue such distress.
>>90300>>90299She's thinking lewd, sinful thoughts of Silver going balls deep in Skies, of course.
>>90300>”Unless you are skilled with deepthroating, there is still threat of overflow coming out of your mouth and nose.”When Silver said that, she did not understand how semen running out through the nose would even be possible without strange exhalations. Now, she understands
>>90298Roll a 1
[1d20 = 8]>>90302Challenge accepted
>>90301That is indeed a lewd and sinful thought. Hot, but sinful.>>90302His own snout wrinkles up sympathetically.
>>90304>>90302anything coming out of the nose that shouldn't is not a pleasant experience. Onyx cringes in sympathy, though he doesn't know exactly what for.>>90303I have come to decide that today 8=/=1
[1d20 = 3]>>90305Here, I'll roll for you so you don't have to do that again.
>>90306Today 3=6 so not quite
[1d20 = 2]>>90307One more time, fon fun's sake.
>>90307>>90308So close. I almost did it.
[1d20 = 4]>>90309You tried, so let me try again
>>90310Dice's being a tease.
>>90312Stupid sexy dice, teasing us with his icosagon shape.
>>90316Press F for the alternative timeline Skies that died drowning in cum
Today on brand new sentences....F
>>90314And thus Blue Skies was saved from an untimely demise by the Black Hooves' lack of a no-fraternization policy.
Silver, meanwhile, puts his clothes back on, leaving the top couple buttons on his fatigues unbuttoned to expose his glorious chest fluff for the whole world to see. "So...I remember you asked if I had any lunch plans. I am still up for lunch if it is good time for you."
>>90317F
>>90318She looks at him with a serious expression
“I am requisitioning gas masks”
>>90321She starts to leave the room
“What did you have in mind for lunch?”
[Peaceful dragon-pony noises]
>>90324Good thing you're ready for some discussion.
>>90327OoOoOo~It's a crystal ghost~>>90326Alright. We'll see if the GM is able to hold the mademare conversation.
I suggest you take a look at the argument presented, so you get an idea of what I'm going for.
>>90328Would you mind linking me to that?
>>90330He seems to be missing the point. Buying/selling ponies is immoral.
>>90331Don't you see he doesn't care that it's inmoral? You have to make him see it's bad for him to have that colt back to the abbey.
Unless you want to start a fight to free everyone and everything.Even the ones who don't want to.
>>90332I get that much. I'm just getting into character.
>>90333Oh whoops.Still. Your rhetoric is going to need a roll to have an effect.
>>90334Oh shid.. lemme check if there's any way around this abysmal diplomacy mod.
>>90335I was thinking that my rhetoric can be seen as indirect intimidation. That's not powergaming, right?
>>90336Idk tbh. Just call it reasoning, because Intimidate is an unreliable method.
>>90337It is only a back up plan if the mademare is stubborn and doesn't want to release him.
>>90338either way, a charisma check feels unavoidable
>>90340Not on hand...
I don't think GM is ready now.
>>90341I noticed.Hopefully, if this works, we can use this strategy to the other mademare.
>>90342Next step, we might want to just roll 2d20 to see if our words got through to this guy thus far.
>>90343I suppose that's what we should do.
Just going to hold up on that until he becomes dismissive of Iron's arguments, though. I would like not to use rolls unless we prepare for a fight.
>>90343Welp, I'll go to bed for today. Have a good night, Ash's player.
Let us pray that the mademare actually feels a little threatened by any colt betrayal.
>>90345I outta sleep too.
Goodnight, Iron's player.
>>90318I hate it when posts are deleted.
>>90328What's a mademare? I've honestly thought it's just a self-made mare in business, or a mare that makes stuff.
>>90347It was a stupid joke. If there is going to be some sort of statement about a character that paints that character in a negative light, I’d rather it be delivered in character. Always better to hear it from the horse’s mouth
>>90347Eh. It depends on what is being deleted. In this case, it's no biggie.
>What's a mademare?Honestly don't know. I suppose it's wordplay for mademan, which seems to be mafia slang for fully initiated mafia members.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Made_man
>>90351It'd make sense that mare would sub for man in some sayings, since Equestria has a mildly matriarchal social structure.
Welcome, fillies and gentlecolts, to another episode of Void Adventures!
In this episode, we explore a bitter unicorn actor whose life was ruined by the changeling invasion, having been forced to flee his theater in order to escape the changeling's grasp and become a slave to them.
What will a composed stallion do when his life is stolen from him? Does he just sit there and take it or seek retribution for his loss? We shall see.
>>90354I still have no idea what these are supposed to be.
>>90356Random character ideas.
This stallion would be a neutral evil bard who will stop at nothing to obtain power and make the changelings submit for what they did aka a probable Blach Hooves recruit up to a general if enough time passes and he's successful in his missions.
>>90359Neutral Evil Bard is an interesting Concept.
Maybe the music could be heavy metal rock. Dirge Singer is also a good PrC for edgy bards.
>>90360He could be a lawlful psion telepath too. I wanted him to be a cold, ruthless bastard that wanted everyone to follow his path or die. He was supposed to be a mare, but that brings the eventual problem of lineage and unavailability.
>>90361>TelepathFor that, you wanna be a Thrallherd PrC. Great at enslaving people, and the bonus followers are good fodder for combat.
For a non-psionic build, Mindbender is basically the same thing.
>>90362Mindbender/Thrallherd is Starlight Glimmer tier though. It's not OP, but it's creepy.
>>90363>>90362He's supposed to be a pyschopath, so that's not such a bad thing. Not the 'hahaha I'm cRaZy' kind, but the super ultra mega logical kind. It would show how he doesn't care about ethics or morals.
Still, it may be too much. I have to keep the vanilla status.
>>90364Well, Thrallherd is a vanilla psionic PrC.
Mindbender was meant to be a replacement for Thrallherd as a non-psionic, arcane version.
>>90365I can't find it. Is it a feat?
>>90366No. It's a class.
Thrallherd is a raw prestige class. One of the psionic ones, that's actually decent.
>>90367It's a nice class, that's for sure. It would bypass the inability to go for the leadership feat I wanted.
>>90368It's just like leadership, but inspread of a cohort you get a 'thrall' and instead of followers you get 'believers'.
Unlike with leadership, you don't take penalties for leading them to their dooms. Believers are canon fodder, slaves to your every whim.
Great for Enchanters. Mindbender can even work as a Bard PrC.
>>90360Better to go with post-punk, such as Molchat Doma, Justice or The Soft Moon.
It's all anachronistic music anyway
>>90369I don't really understand how it works. You have to have like +10 in charisma or something to have a thrall with believers?
>>90371No. You get the believers just like you do followers with the leadership feat. I don't remember the details of the class, but +10 charisma is insane demigod tier.
Maybe it just requires you to have a minimum of 10 charisma. An enchanter or Telepath should always have a bit of chaRosman anyway, since some spells require opposed charisma checks.
>>90372>chaRosmanThank you, autocorrect...
>>90373Better than lawlful.
>>90372What's the leadership score that the thrallherd has? I think it's charisma based.
>>90375If I read this correctly, I'd have a level 7 thrall and 5 believers.
>>90376It depends on your level.
Mindbender works the same way though. It's better for most campaigns, since psionic an be a headache (punlike intended).
But ur PC still alive, so don't go making too many more characters.
>>90378If I had a nickle for every character I built but never played...
>>90379B-but imagine the possibilities.
>>90380**Enchanters are pretty fun; especially in more modern settings, where you can have your slaves operate powerful, non-magical equiptment.**
Nothin' like coughing and hacking up mouthfuls of phlegm to get you in the mood for a Pony WWII DnD session.
>>90384Oof.
Hope you get better soon.
Again.
>>90385Ah, it's just the end stage of the bug I already had, with my body expelling all of the mucus that had accumulated over the course of the past couple days. This time tomorrow, I'll be right as rain.
>>90386Oh good.
I wonder if the GM is okay.
>>90388Maybe he's visiting the world he's created.
Maybe he's conquering the bugs and making them submit to his will and establishing a fascist Equestria under his rule Manos-style.
Maybe his lawyer gig is making him decent dosh.
>>90389Now that's the dream.
Both in and out of spoilers.Also, holy shit, not eating for three days because of illness really does a number on your blood sugar.
>>90390A lawyer dictator.Best combination.
FINALLY DONE!
Okay, after a busy week, I'm available now, mostly
>>90393Yay! The god is back!
>>90390Hope you feel better soon, m8.
>>90399I love how he has doom in his pants.
I have a feeling some guys call their dicks doom.Or doom guy.
>>90400>naming your body parts
>>90401I don't do that, but I may poke fun of how I have two minds.
That was such a good ending for this session, gaiz!
I really hope no more ponies drop due to this poor timing.
>>90403It's a shame we haven't been playing much lately, but GM has been busy and so have I.
>>90405I know. It's mostly worry that eventually this will disappear if not enough interaction is done between the GM and their players.
>>90405>>90406I'm sure things will start moving again once the stars align and the Ash Crew makes their triumphant return.
>>90407Sister Ash has no other real urgent priorities after finding all of the foals, so she can be persuaded to do other things.
>>90407That's quite a long time in Internet time.
Or in normal time too, I believe.>>90408I'm not sure what to do after that myself tbh.
I was thinking of going back to Cauldron for some jobs.
I don't expect that it will exactly reunite with the other players.
Especially Ash.
>>90409We need some kind of common goal/quest...
Dark Star is still at the orphanage
(carrying out his 72 hours of community service), so we can at least meet up with him when we get back, if his player shows up, that is..
>>90410As long as he can show off and get money, he'll be in to do anything.
Poor Blue Skies. She asked what the plan for lunch were... and never got a response
>>90412She'll get a response. Later. Gonna be gone for a couple hours.
>5 threads of 2000+ replies
is it humanly possible to catch up?
>>90414I don't even think
we are fully caught up yet, and we're the ones playing.
>>90414Pretty sure, yeah.
There hasn't been a lot of actions so far.
My character, Iron, the moment he got here, did some crate lifting, followed by showing off by retrieving some guns from underwater after avoiding a falling crate. Then he intimidated the pony in charge there since he let it happen, which was working until a mare came up and defused the situation. After that he discovers he just intimidated a capo and promptly gets recruited into the Watergront Gang as hired muscle.
Enter Cauldron, a zebra. She's a nice zebra, brimming with both individualty and camaraderie for his other gang members. They both go extort some people. One shot Iron, but didn't dissuade him and they both kept going. There was one that tried to slash Iron with a sword but relented by breaking his will to fight. Finally, there was a bar fight, which was a highlight at the time.
That spanned 2 or 3 threads iirc.
You can manage.
If you want to, I can keep my explaining, although it doesn't look like it's going to be a Tl;Dr situation.
>>90414I mean, a lot of that is dice spam, meta talk about game mechanics that aren't relevant to any of the characters, ERP, and large paragraphs of arguing about geopolitical situations that don't immediately pertain to the story. So, probably
>>90414You don't have to catch up. Just enter whenever you want.
>>90420Don't worry. I'm here.
I can put a mask pretending to be Silver if you want to.
>>90420>>90421I am here as well.
>>90423I'm always down for some rowdy D&D sessions, my dudes.
>>90420Alright, so, should I just come up with a place Silver has seen where they get grab some lunch, or should I leave that up to you?
>>90425That's kind of the question. What did you intend?
>>90425Invite her for some meat.
>>90427That comes later.>>90426I dunno, I suppose a diner. Something simple with plenty of good options for lunch.
>>90428After a period of time - and surely it is enough time to do
whatever Silver intended before leaving, because she takes a while - she meets Silver carrying a large pack on her side
"Okay, I was able to requisition a couple masks that should be rated for carbon monoxide and hydrogen cyanide. I have a couple air packs as well, although these are limited in duration"
>>90428>>90427>MeatLike, I know this is supposed to be a double entendre, but I am genuinely uncertain if this means having her around as Silver engages in his carnivorous practices, or if it means another attempt to get her to have some sort of sexual act with him
>>90429Why not both?Sucking dick counts as eating meat since it has protein, right?
>>90429Apparently he had nothing else he intended to do, as from the looks of things he's just been occupying himself by looking out the window. "I imagine they have enough air in them for what I will need to do, as long as I do not dick around." He looks back at her from whatever he must have found so interesting. "How long will each pack last?"
'Tis a jest, but if it were serious, it would mean the latter.
>>90431"Suffice it to say, not very long for archaeological work. You should hope that at least oxygen isn't that limited, or you can do things quickly. Maybe something better could be obtained from scuba divers or magical devices.... do you need anything else?"
>>90432"Hmm. I might have to at least partially clear quarry exit to get air flow going. Here is hoping it will be enough.
"So, I saw diner not too far from here we could have lunch at. It is maybe couple blocks away. What do you think?"
>>90433Spooky ghost posting from the kirin lady.
>>90434She smiles
"We can go wherever you would like"
>>90433Standing by for some foal bartering.
Well, now that the /mlp/ game is over with and my computer doesn't have to shit itself anymore, I should be good.>>90435With a wave of his hoof and a smile of his own, Silver leads the way out of the building and towards the diner. "Then let us go!"
>>90437"And thus we go" she says, following Silver out the door and carrying a large amount of equipment in bags on her back
>>90438Silver looks back at her as they trot. "That looks heavy. Need help with it?"
>>90439"Certainly"
She hoofs over a pair of bags full of cylinders, thick gas masks, and filters
>>90440Silver silently hopes he can figure out how to put these on as he takes them off of Blue's hooves.
>>90441“So, where are you taking me?” She asks, smiling
>>90442To the equivalent of a gas station restaurant.
>>90443You're just salty the Russian boi isn't taking you to a diner.>>90442He turns back to her to respond. "It is diner I saw on way here. Looks like good place. It will be nice to see what food there is like. It smelled good as I passed."
As Blue and Silver turn the next corner, the place comes into view. 'Rita's Diner', a relatively small establishment with lots of windows offering a view outside to the street or inside to the restaurant's patrons. From the looks of both the vehicles parked outside and the ponies inside who are eating, it looks like it's still moderately full from being near the end of the lunch rush. The smell coming off the place suggests mouthwatering food that is
maaaaaaaaaaybe just a little bit unhealthy for you.
>>90444I don't have good experiences with diners.Nothing personal with you.
>>90444She takes a look at the establishment, and ultimately gives a sort of "okay" shrug to it, as she follows Silver
"It looks nicer than the lunch room. Is this the sort of place you like?"
>>90445Fair enough.>>90446"I...do not think I have certain kind of place I like. Back when I lived near Manehattan I just cooked my own meals, and during War I mostly just ate canned food or military rations."
>>90447Presumably they enter the establishment, and find they are to seat themselves
She looks at him inquisitively
"So you lived near Manehattan?"
>>90448"I did, yes, from time when I settled down with Storm to when Great War ended. Though it was still about two hour trot to get to Manehattan from where we lived."
>>90449I guess presumably they seat themselves now?
A purple maned Unicorn Zony takes their orders for drinks, thus taking the prize for most-garish looking creature any one in the party has thus far encountered.
"So that's where you lived all those years. Tell me, what was that like?"
Did you know that kirin horns closely resemble the hair of Chinese women? www.youtube.com/watch?v=-gUZeeT9Hbw
>>90450I think I've seen that OC before.Indeed they do. After startling Silver a little and making him privately wonder why genetics works in such confusing ways, he just orders a water.
"I suppose it was like living in most places. Or near to, in this case. It was just cabin out by itself in rural country, with enough living space for all of our family. We would only travel into city itself if we needed food or supplies, or if there was odd job or contract that needed completed. Rain and Spec would fly and carry White to school in city every weekday. I think we visited Statue of Friendship maybe once during our time there? We mostly stuck to outskirts of city, as it already had everything we needed."
>>90452>Statue of FriendshipSo that's what that thing is called. Good thing to know, in case Manehattan has to be featuredBlue Skies orders... Tea, again. It's not
that unsual when you think of it. Maybe just breed a pony with purple maned unicorn grandparents with a zebra, and you get that creature. Blue Skies don't seem to notice the waiter much, and does not make eye contact when ordering her tea
She asks
"How old are your children, again?"
>>90453I'm fairly certain that's what it's named.Silver lets out a low whistle as has leans back in his seat. "By now? Rain is 39, while Spec and White are both 33."
>>90454kek, Blue is actually young enough to be your granddaughter
[strikethrough]you old perv[/strikethrough]
>>90454Skies is predating on your children for future romantic ventures. Be warned that you'll have to be the father-in-law.No. This is not really serious.
>>90454She takes a mental note. She
had to have asked because of the obvious age difference between herself and Silver. She's substantially younger than his youngest child. She doesn't seem to mind, and she maintains that smile in speaking to Silver
"Are they fraternal twins?" she asks
>>9045568 and still going strong, that's Silver.>>90458"That they were. White come out only few minutes before Spec, so one could say she has distinction of being born first. They got along quite well, even if they shared only little bit of their personalities." A memory of the two siblings together as little foals crosses his mind. It's just a simple memory of the pair playing charades, but it's still a nice memory for him.
He looks over at Blue, curious a little, himself. "I do not think I ever heard, how old are you, exactly?"
>>90459Asking a woman's age
You've lost your wit, Casanova
>>90459*White came out
>>90456I'm not sure that would ever happen, but hey, I'm sure Silver would be excited.
>>90459>>90459"If only I had gotten along so well with my siblings..." She says. The memonry 'blinks.' He hasn't fully healed from the bite last night, at least not yet.
The zony comes by, and delivers the tea in a purple haze of glowing telekeniss magic. Blue Skies takes a small sip, and continues her smile at Silver
"I am twenty five... Twenty four." Whatever her exact age, she's been alive for a slightly shorter period of time that Storm Warning has been dead
>>90462Presumably, he also comes by with Silver's water, which he himself takes a drink of with a satisfied "Ahhh".
He seems only a little surprised at her response, as she's hinted at such before now. "Huh. You are quite young. Almost young enough to be my granddaughter...Селестия, what kind of family we would make for, huh?"
>>90465"Come again?" She asks, evidently not having understood Silver's question
>>90466I'm gonna have to view that later.>>90467"Ah, well...nevermind, it is not topic for such public discussion. I am just saying we would make for very 'odd' family, if we were."
>>90468She looks at him oddly. Blue Skies would make a disapointing daughter, if Silver had sought to take her as a sort of surrogate daughter. She seems kind of promiscuous, and she speaks with disrespect towards the princesses. Probably not the sort that Silver would want to have raised
"What do you want to order?" She asks
>>90469Silver doesn't look like he wants her to be anything like a daughter or granddaughter, at least to her. He certainly seems fine with keeping her as a friend/romantic interest. Either way, he takes a look at the menu in front of him, looking through its contents. "Hmm. I think I will go with hayburger. You?"
>>90469If the fact that she admitted she would suck his dick if he didn't have an unstable coltfriend is not enough evidence of that.
>>90470She looks down at the menu, and sort of frowns.
"I don't know, maybe a sandwich"
She looks out in the restaurant, perhaps to flag down the waiter
>>90471>Unstable ColtfriendIt was because "Dark Star is a member of the party, I work with him, I actually respect him, and I'm not sure if he would be comfortable with it" Thank you very much\r
>>90472"If you do not mind my asking this, why is it you and your siblings did not get along?"
>>90473I think your wording was a bit different iirc,
but I'll drop it for now.Nevermind the fact that a broken heart can make a stallion go crazy. The book about sex warns about that.
>>90474>>90474Her eyes wonder around
"My older brother never quite respected or trusted me. My younger siblings were a big nicer, but they didn't quite bond either. They thought I tried to hard to get my parent's attention"
>>90476"Well, that is odd." He leans forward, resting his forehooves on the table in front of him as he looks at Blue with a searching gaze. "You make it almost sound like you and your older brother were competing within your family."
>>90477“Well, I don’t I know if I would say it was ‘competing.’ If it was a competition for parental affection, I usually managed to take more, at least earlier. If it was a competition to take the family legacy, he definitely won”
>>90478"Just how many siblings did you have?"
>>90480"Hmm..." He takes another drink of his water. "So, why exactly was it, you think, your brother did not trust you? Did he just want this family legacy that he thought could not be shared?"
>>90482She's a mare, and Nimbusian society seems to have a matriarchal society so far.Maybe his brother was trying to show that stallions are better than mares?
>>90482>>90482“I still say it was that head injury he suffered in a jousting accident. It left him not quite right. Anyways, he seemed to believe I had a different father, or something. He didn’t think I was quite suited to be a part of the family”
>>90484"It could be. I do not imagine one's brain could get damaged like that without something going wrong. But surely, you were not so different from rest of your family that anypony would think that, right?"
>>90485“Of course not. Maybe a bit less social, and not interested in weather control. Perhaps he was jealous. In any case, I do not trust using fighting as an instrument of play”
>>90486"I suppose I can not blame you."
>>90487“You did not have any half-siblings, did you?”
>>90488He shakes his head. "I was only child, for both of my parents."
>>90490The Zony returns to take their orders. Blue Skies wavers, and asks for a sandwich
>>90491Silver gives the zony his order for a hayburger, still slightly confused about the zony's genetics. He wonders if zebras make fun of zonies like this because of their garish color schemes.
>>90492Probably. The horn on its head is probably more embarrassing, and it simultaneously has zebra stripes and a pickle head
>>90492>>90491And here I thought it was a typo.So that confirms cross-breeding between ponies and zebras.Interesting.
>>90492She starts the next part of the conversation
“So... you’re the child of an Earth Pony and a unicorn, you previously married a Pegasus, and had two Pegasus children, and you’re a unicorn?” She says kind of awkwardly
>>90495"Well, yes, I do believe you have story straight." He chuckles, not entirely sure where she is leading this, if anywhere. "Welcome to genetics."
>>90494No joke, they actually exist in real life, and are actually called "zebroids"
>>90496Her expression suggests that, to her, something needs explanation
“And you’re a
unicorn?” She repeats
>>90497Spooky.Do they actually have the capacity to reproduce?
>>90498"As far as I know." He prods the bone protruding out of his head. "Is there something wrong with that?"
>>90499Nope, considering they have different numbers of chromosomes. Hybrids that do have similar numbers of chromosomes can reproduce, which is probably the strongest peg in the "human races are actually separate species" theory
>>90501I suppose for the sake of zonies' existence, they can reproduce with other equines.Earth Zonies would look good tho.Superior pony strength+zebra special skill sounds like a win-win.
>>90500She moves a hoof out, and cautiously pokes the horn protruding from SIlver’s head. She seems more cautious in touching him here and now than she has in the past. She pokes it twice
>>90502Equestrian Kalergi Plan when?>>90503"Why is it so small?"
>>90503>instant horn ejaculation time>>90504Iron would enact it with Cauldron. Maybe.
>>90505Iron would enact it with a spotted sea squirt.
>>90504Kek
>>90502That’s actually not a terrible idea, surprisingly
>>90506>spotted sea squirtW0t?
If you mean sea ponies, he would do that too.Or hippogryphs, like they're called now.If you mean what I found on (((google))), then neither me nor Iron know how to inseminate it.>>90507Thank you.
>>90503His eyes roll up to look at her hoof with amusement. At the moment, he's not using his horn for magic, so to her it feels little more than a very thin covering of skin with peach fuzz-level fur covering a boney structure. It also feels like it could be sensitive to touch, and the bone feels like it's slightly harder than a pegasus's wing harder in terms of hardness, but without magic it just feels...almost underwhelming. "First time touching another pony's horn?"
>>90504 [Emotional Crit]
>>90509>bone feels like it's slightly harder than a pegasus's wing harder in terms of hardnessWhat the actual fuck was I on when I typed this?
>>90508Sea squirts are more closely related to horses than trees are, so Iron would have more luck than before.
>>90509You've got a hard-on for writing the word hard. It'll be hard to stop it.
>>90511It was an offering to mother nature.It was not to inseminate the tree, but to feed it with protein.Just so we're on the same page, is the formal name Pycnoclavella diminuta?
>>90509“No... I just find your family tree a bit strange”
She’s stopped poking it, and is now feeling it a bit more intensely
>>90514You're in luck, this one's got holes.
>>90516I suppose it is.I'd rather not drown.
>>90517That also applies to >>90508
>>90515"Why? It is not like my parents were both Earth Ponies and I was born Unicorn because they had distant Unicorn ancestors."
Blue can find no other word to describe it as she feels something in the horn awaken. Silver gives her a smile as he lights up his horn in a blue aura. It envelops the part of her hoof touching the extremity in a tingly feeling, like she's touching a couch that's lousy with static. As a matter of fact, the fur of her hoof inside the aura sticks up like it's reacting to static electricity.
>>90518They would at least fuck at the surface where Iron can breathe. Those things seem to live on wall rocks at 100 meters below the sea.
>>90520They can't swim away when they see Iron, though
>>90519She starts to pull away, having evidently awoken something in the horn, but remains fixated on it. Then, she pets it again, almost like a fascinated cat
>>90521At least Iron can try to use bait to lure them closer and then grapple them into submission.How the fuck is Iron going to
A- Reach the damn plant-coral-like thing
B- Successfully masturbate to it without draining my oxygen supply.
>>90522Well, her hoof hasn't yet melted or spontaneously caught fire, and the magic field has remained stable. Odds are, the static feeling is nothing but that. "You sure seem to enjoy it."
>>90523When the question is "can I" and not "should I" then you've already lost.
>>90524>>90522inb4 Silver shoots magic cum after enough poking.Heck, go for sucking the horn to see if the spark has any taste.
>>90525It is easy to think that. You seem to imply Iron would even try to do A and B if he could.Probably yes. No one actually cares if some semen gets dumped into the sea.
>>90527Iron is the type of stallion who gets teenage fillies pregnant just from swimming in the same body of water
>>90528Kek. Probably.Still wondering what happened to the cum-soaked tree at the abbey.
>>90523>>90521Like what the actual fuck are you talking about?
>>90524“They can be fun.” She pets it again. Then she says
“When I was stationed in Zaphia, I was briefly sent north to follow a task force of the security police involved in hunting members of the political class in the recently liberated Hellquill. There were great big piles of unicorn horns laying together. Several feet tall. Like children’s ice cream sprinkles.” She almost seems to fade out as she says this
>>90530A civil discussion about how Iron would cum on an underwater plant in the sea.
This is peak intellectual discussion.
>>90530Silver grimaces from the macabre image. Apparently emotion can manipulate the magic field around unicorn horns, as his flares a little from indignation. "I have heard of such acts of barbarism, committed against unicorns in history, though I did not know it still goes on to this day. Supposedly unicorn horns are supposed to grant you luck. Sounds about as
pleasant as I imagined it." The field reduces back to how it was before her description. "I take it Zaphia and Hellquill are Griffon nations?"
>>90532As if in a trance, she replies
“There was nothing in history like it. Nothing like it.”
Then her trance stops, and can see emotion returning to her face. It’s that smile of hers, and it shows a deep inner satisfaction.
“Aestii is a pony nation, if perhaps a bit depopulated, with a few too many stranglers of the old empire. As for Zaphia... only half is griffin land”
>>90533"It sounds and looks as though those responsible were brought to justice. That is good, if that is truth." He folds the magic field over her foreleg, spreading the tingly feeling all throughout it. She can feel through his horn as his own internal magic flows through his horn like blood, and spreads over and partially through her extended limb. It's a foreign feeling to her own Pegasus magic, if she's ever actually felt it before. "On different note, I am not sure how many Unicorns there are in Nimbusia, but I can tell you that there are not very many in Severyana. There it is most Pegasi, followed closely by Earth Ponies."
>>90534“I wouldn’t speak so quickly... so many of them only needed to head west to Griefenhiem.”
She still seems strangely fascinated by the horn
“ I would ask what would happen if it were severed... but the Reformistin scientists left very good notes on that subject...”
Then she responds to his last statement
“Severyana is Pegasi? Then why did they turn to Communism?” She seems genuinely confused by this
>>90535"Because Earth Pony minority there is still significantly large, only trailing just behind Pegasi for majority, and because Steel Stallion was supposedly just that charismatic, if you believe stories about him. But yes, Pegasi have historically been majority race in Severyana, ever since days long ago, during early days of Three Pony Tribes when southern region was divided into city-states, and ponies in what is now Nova Griffonia were wandering nomads. I remember during one school trip, we saw flags of different cities during that time, and many of them used Pegasi as heraldic symbols. Then of course you had flag of when Severyana was united under Tsar, and his own state symbol: it was two-headed Pegasus, wearing shared crown to symbolize unification of settlements of south and nomads of north."
>>90536“Nomads of the North? Now who are they?”
>>90537"Pegasi, mostly. They were nomadic pony tribes, almost like subculture of Severyanans, in Nova Griffonia that guarded southern reaches from various other threatening tribes: Yaks, Bears, Penguins, even occasional Griffon migrations from Northern Griffonia. They were skilled, hardened warriors from fighting both numerous enemies and land itself, and knew how to live off of land. It came in useful, as it is not very good land to try to settle on. And above all, they were very defensive about their tribes, their lands, and their way of life."
>>90538She smiles, more warmly this time
“Just like the Pegasi to be protective of their lands. Maybe, in time, they too shall be liberated, as the eastern marches were”
>>90539"Maybe. But, let us not talk too much more of this. I do not want this conversation to end up like last one we had."
>>90540Her expression changes to a half smile, half frown. As if on cue, the zony arrives with Silver’s hamburger and Blue’s sandwich
>>90541He gives the zony a nod as he accepts the hayburger. "Thank you." With a lick of his lips, he dresses it with the condiments available at their table, and he digs in, taking a large bite out of it.
>>90542It’s a bit greasy, but otherwise decent. Blue Skies looks around her sandwich, inspecting it, with a sort of uncertain expression.
She sort of whispers the following to Silver:
“What did you do with those... changelings you said you had?”
>>90543As far as he's concerned, it's not bad for a lunch. He'll just need to work it off sometime soon. "Spark is watching them, until I get back."
>>90544"Which one is Spark again?" She asks
>>90545"He is other unicorn."
>>90546"Oh, right. That one."
Okay, I have to go to sleep now
>>90547Silver nods. "He is good kid."
Sleep well!
>>90547I don't mean to be rude or trying to possess your time, but do you think you're ready for some foal bartering/negotiation?Of course if Ash is here as well.And the time is right for the three of us.
>>90549>not intending to be rudeWHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH IRON’S PLAYER
But yeah, that scene should be continued. I know the next lines of dialogue, I’ve just been too lazy to dig and find the posts
The real Iron player may come back soon. Woo~Maybe he will make Iron Chaotic Evil. Woo~In any case, I can post the post I posted where the posts regarding the conversation between the big boi and Willow Brooks.Post containing all posts between Iron and gmabler/possible pimp. >>90330
Latest post where the two talk.>>90242
Iron's the r00d one, not me.
>>90551This sounds slightly autistic.Nevertheless it should help you find the posts.>>90550Disregard that last part of previous post.
>>90553A good scrub scrub.
What u scrubbing, my guy?
>>90554Some type of dish my dude
>>90555Without any specification, you would scrub anything.Anything at all~Like the bar nut supply for non-drinkers.
>>90557Or chewing gum.Milk, hairs, etc.
>>90560You're so fine, you make bath time so divine. Rubber ducky you're my very best friend it's true
>>90561Too bad Skies didn't have a rubber ducky for Silver to play with.
>>90562He played with the adult rubber ducky
>>90563Ducks aren't sperm-launching cylinders. They're ducks.Maybe a rubber submarine or shark."Wait a second, there's no shakrs in the bathtub."
>>90565"Fire torpedo at target Skies!"
*launches semen torpedo*
>>90566"Captain, we've expended all the torpedoes!"
>>90567"Shit! The target is looking at us sternly! We need to withdraw! Fall back into base!"
>>90569Oh hey, he is alive
>>90569Oh hello. Don't mind me. Just shooting a load on a Blue Skies replica at the void.
>>90242>>90242He laughs slightly
"I don't think you understand.
We are the only game in town. And a betrayal of one, is a betrayal of us all. The gang is family, and it does not take kindly to an attack on family. He'll think twice before lashing out over something as mundane as spanking, which any parent or even the nuns were going to do anyways."
>>90572https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=niByTamxaj8
>>90573Crap. This is not good.Iron feels like he's not lying to him. He's doesn't have many options left. He tries to open up a new venue.
"What do you expect Henhill to become? A mere grunt or a successor?"
>>90575Iron raises his eyebrows.
"Really? Do you not have somepony to create and raise a foal of your own?"
>>90574"I don't... I do not have a colt to groom into a successor, no"
>>90578Iron seems genuinely confused, somewhat losing focus on the foal negotiation.
"But you have stability and confidence. I can see your power from here. Why are you not swimming in mares right now?"
>>90579"'Swimming in mares' isn't exactly conducive to family life"
>>90580"You can always pick one to harbor your young. Why did not choose one and have a foal with her?"
>>90581"There have been... shall we say, difficulties in relationships'
>>90582Iron cocks his head.
"Of what kind? Have you been metaphorically backstabbed by too many mares to trust them or something?"
>>90583"That's... Not necessarily the issue, but this life isn't made for the typical family stallion. Or at least, it doesn't attract typical family stallions"
>>90584"Well, you do not have to have a typical family life in order to attract a mare into staying with you and raise a foal. You sound like you would protect her to the ends of the world, and your supposed monopoly on gang warfare means that there is little to no possible traitorous acts."
A poke of his chin.
"The one problem may be that she could be an undercover cop, which should not be too hard to find out since you seem experienced in your line of work and should find out without much issue."
A scratch on his side.
"I only suggest this due to the unreliability of Henhill as your successor. As a grunt it seems plausible, but he may not be able to fit on your role as a leader. Foals who you create will naturally fit any roll and will do it without much question since you have a far stronger authority over them than random colts picked off from an abbey, which you have to deal with a sleugh of mental problems that may resurface when the time for him to fit his roll will come."
>>90585"I... I don't..." He's embarrassed it seems at the moment
[1d20-2 = -7]>>90586"Is something wrong?" He cocks his head again.
For the sake of it, Iron tries to read what Willow Brooks' mind is going through.
Rolling sense motive
which is rather low. Ash please do this as well when you're able.
>>90587Iron cannot discern much, except that it seems he finds Iron's description of him somewhat flattering
He continues
"Henhill here can make a fine operator. He is catching on quickly"
>>90588"I only saw him give you a wallet he pickpocketed it while making the target drunk. I do not think that is leader-worthy material yet."
>>90589He smiles
"Hence the apprenticeship"
>>90590"What did he learn to be considered leader-worthy so far?"
>>90590I was talking to Sister marey last time i posted right?
>>90591"You just saw a lesson on how to deal with gamblers who refuse to pay up. He's learning the tricks of the trade, slowly"
>>90592He was going to see her, but yes
>>90594Dark Star Could Relate to this colt.Dark Star continues his journey to find mother superior
>>90595And thus he finds her. She's in her office, evidently doing administrative work
>>90594Iron sighs.
"Are you sure you cannot simply woo a mare and have a foal of your own in order to create an even better successor than Henhill may prove to be?"
Keep in mind of what Henhill has now:
A functioning hierarchy
Steady employment
A family to always look after him
A father-figure who can provide full attention to raising him
Skills of self-reliance, self-defense, communication and leadership
What awaits him at the orphanage:
An impoverished nest of foals
Uncertain prospects for work
A cold society with no relatives outside the institution
Multiple adoptive mother-figures who are more concerned with younger foals
Lack of practical education to survive in the real world
Spark is utterly blue-pilled.
>>90597He tilts his head at Iron
"How long has your most stable relationship lasted, body guard?"
>>90598What's Spark got to do with this?
>>90598Well shit.>>90599Iron shakes his head.
"I sadly do not have the proper stability to handle a mare, unlike you."
>>90596"hello,are you sister marey? i was told you were in charge here."
>>90601"I haven't exactly settled down either. In any event, it takes a very long time for a foal to become old enough"
>>90602"Hello. Who might you be?" She looks up at him, and seems relatively warm. She is older, and is a grey earth pony
>>90600There you are
>>90603This causes another eyebrow raise.
"Do you participate in... active duties of sorts? You seem like the one to give out orders around here."
>>90605"Are you asking if I have ever served in the military? No, my number was never called"
>>90606Iron chuckles.
"While you do seem fit for it, I was talking about doing the same activity as your grunts."
>>90600Iron/Ash/whoever is in this
>>90604"my name is Dark Star, i helped the Kirin nun retrieve those foals from.... i was thinking about volunteering here to try and help them recover as much as possible."
>>90610"Oh.... Oh, excellent! What do you think you can do?"
>>90608Ash would be the blue-pilled. Iron is a white knight of sorts.If this keeps up, he may snap out of it and decide it's not worth it.>>90609Iron nods.
"I see."
He breathes in again.
He considers in his mind if it's even worth it to keep this up. He's not budging an inch. Maybe Ash can pull an argument that may seal the deal.
Preferrably where no fires start. He would like to keep his friendship with Cauldron stable.
>>90612"What is it you want?" He asks
>>90613Iron breathes out.
"To be fair, I just want to help my client to retrieve the foal on your posession," he admits. "I think that is the plan. This is why I am pestering you with my questions and suggestions."
Hopefully this doesn't have any serious ramifications that screws everything.
>>90611"im not really sure, what needs to be done around here? i can sympathize with all the orphans though. i lost my family a while back."
>>90615"Thanks in no small part to that Zebrican lizard... thing, we've been able to take care of many of the physical needs of the nunnery and the orphanage. It's the emotional needs where things are lacking"
>>90614He looks at Iron questioningly
"Retrieve?"
>>90616"Yes. Possibly bring it back to the abbey that he was taken from."
Iron exhales, feeling something wrong will happen from admitting this.
>>90616"i could help with that, ive been gifted with Empathy, since im not a zebra or changeling." is there anything the abbey needs,in way of supplies?"
>>90618"That's an... odd thing to just say. Your gift of toys has definitely helped. What do you mean by supplies, exactly?"
>>90617Just a minute, to see if Ash will join or if Iron is doing this alone
>>90620I severly doubt it.
>>90620"Food or water? does the abbey need any repairs?"
>>90622"Oh, Ash has helped us with our food and water. The abbey thankfully was not damaged in the War, and was maintained up until we were cut off from Canterlot"
I'm here. I've just been really busy e
waiting for the answer to some issues that concerns me.
>>90622>>90623I suggest doing a play on how changelings are bad and will you indiscriminately.>>90624Oof. Hope you have good results.
>>90625Eh, i've been inexcusable autistic in how i've let it distract me from everything... Alright, now to figure out how to finish this scene without rolling any dice...
>>90625A puppet show might be good>>90623"You said the foals need emotional support right? are there any particular foals that need more than the rest?"
>>90626Just so you know, Iron has ratted out your intentions of taking the foal back to the abbey.
>>90628Well, it's not like she was trying to keep it a secret in the first place.
>>90628He couldn't guess it already from the nun demanding to have him back?
>>90631She didn't demand it iirc
>>90620Sister Ash clears her throat after a few moments of stupefied inaction.
>>90632I didn't know what to do if he refused, tbh.
>>90625Top fucking kek>>90626You might have to - dare I say it! -
roleplay>>90627"Well, I would say any of the recently rescued foals. Little Bridged Clear always wants hugs, Mint Marine and White Orchid will need therapy, Sunny Daze was startled by a large wolf just two days ago, Abbey Willows has been trying to turn to dark magic... and so on"
>>90616>Zebrican lizard… thing[Indignant snorting]
>>90615Sister Ash nods slowly in response.
"That is, in fact, what we came for."
>>90635>>90617"Did you think we wouldn't want some recoupment on our investment?"
>>90634"as long as the therapist isnt a follower of sigmare Freud they should be ok. ill find them a good one. Did you say Dark Magic?"
>>90637"They will never get therapy. As for the dark magic, it was sacrifices to evil gods, yes"
>>90636Iron shakes his head.
Hopefully this will not be too expensive.
>>90636*eyes narrow*
"Do you consider children to be property?"
>>90638"why wont they get therapy? a foal did that? why?"
>>90641"Therapy is expensive. As for Abbey Willows behavior, I am afraid I do not know why"
>>90639>>90640He almost answers, then he looks over to the side as if in deep thought pondering this philosophical question
>>90642"how much does it usually cost? she didnt say why she did it?"
>>90643"We didn't ask, and it can be many hundreds of bits even for a few sessions"
>>90642Iron awaits Ash's reasoning to come to light. She might have a better path.
>>90642*eye narrowing intensifies*
>>90644"ill pay for it. i feel like i owe it to them."
>>90646After pondering Ash's question, he returns an answer
"Well... They are not real estate, obviously. And they don't quite seem to be goods or inventory. I think they are closest to capital, really. Like investments to produce other things of value"
>>90649Sister Ash is not visibly impressed.
"But do you consider them to be
things that these ponies to you, for you to profit off of and trade? Do you keep them around primarily for their sake, or for your own?"
>>90650"yes, what he did to them was unforgivable. i want to fix the damage he did to those poor colts."
>>90651I fucked up the syntax in that first sentence, but like hell i'm goingoing to type it again on this device.
>>90651"Are you an Equalist? An apprentice is like an employee, but paid less."
>>90652"There's quite a lot in need of fixing with those two"
>>90654Apprenticeship is school and child labor combined. What's not to love?
>>90655Child labor is immoral, especially when said child landed there as the result of human trafficking, and is working to shake down paupers for tribute.
>>90654"ill do whatever it takes."
>>90654Sister Ash seems slightly confused by the accusation.
"If I may get to the root of my question, would you allow this young one to leave on his own terms, if he so decided?"
>>90656So were medieval guild apprenticeships immoral? Also, I'd like to see you OOC debunk this: >>90598
>>90658His eyes narrow
>>90657>>90657"Thank you... It's great to see someone committed to helping the victims of the unrighteous"
>>90660Her eyes are so narrow, you'd think they were shut, if not for the glowing lines of light emanating from their narrow slits.
>>90660"Comte has been reported to the authorities. he will be dealt with
Harshly."
>>90659I loathe human traffickers. They belong in hell.
>>90661He’s giving her a run for her money
>>90662“He’s living a pained life as it is now, horrid beast that he is. I’m
concerned more about these foals”
I kind of wanted to see that racist children's play
>>90664She is Asian: racial bonus to eye-narrowing.
She stares right back at him, with her slits burning bright.
>>90664>He’s living a pained life as it is nowIndeed. There is no hope for the wicked.
Or at least that's what Sister Ash would say if she were there.
>>90665oh you will>>90664"Do you think the foals would like watching or being in a play? my mom used to love those. she loved taking me with her to see them." Dark star appears wistful
>>90661>>90670KEK"That's a great idea! A good way to get the foals doing things. Maybe even see if any them have talent for it. We haven't done one in many, many years, because the sisters have been so busy"
>>90671Dark Star smiles warmly
"Ill put one together. i might need help with the costumes though."
>>90672"That is the difficulty with plays. They require much investment to put together"
>>90669>>90667Iron is wondering what's happening.
>>90674A squinting contest, evidently.
>>90673"Any suggestions on where to start?"
>>90676"I can't really say I am blessed with the gifts of the theater, unfortunately"
>>90675"What are you getting at?"
>>90677"which sisters would know about that kind of stuff?"
>>90674"Would you, or would you not, allow this young one, or any children in his position, to leave on their own terms if they so chose?" She repeats in the same tone, her face not moving in the slightest
>>90680**What's the right pony?**
>>90681Wait, you're asking Iron?
>>90678"Would know about which sort of stuff? Sister Cambric Shirt generally handles apparel for both the nunnery and the orphanage. Sister Peacock Feather may know something about literature or drama, but I don't think she's worked theatrically before. And nopony here has ever been an actor. Well, never acted professionally, at least"
>>90679"Would you allow any of the children at the orphange to leave?"
>>90684"It's not my place to stop children from leaving if they so please; only to give them a home they can happily return to." She replies adamantly
>>90686“Do you wish to ask Henhill something?”
>>90687"I would indeed. I have very many things I would like to ask him." She says, her head finally moving from its frozen position as she nods in agreement
>>90688“He’s standing right there.” Henhill is about 15 feet behind Willowbrooks and to his right, still near the rear exit or the room, standing silently.
“Are your eyes okay?”
>>90684Dark Star has an aura of excitement to him.
"Ill talk to both of them and see what we can put together. acting isnt that hard its just pretending."
Dark Star accidentally salutes sister marey out of excitement
>>90690“Good to see such enthusiasm” she says
>>90689>*Squinting stops*Sister Ash's eyes cease to glow and return to normal as she looks away.
She turns and slowly walks up to Henhill until she's right beside him, and speaks softly
"Would you mind if I asked you some questions about what happened since you were taken from the abbey?" She says
>>90693We're still sucking each other off. Come back later.
And tend to your wound already.
>>90694And OP wonders why I don't bother with this thread anymore
>>90692Willowbrooks seems kind of suspicious of Ash as she walks past him, watching her most of the way, before keeping his eyes on Iron
>>90693The road goes on forever and the party never ends
Henhill has a sort of air to him of feeling above things
“What do you want to know?” He asks
>>90691"Thank you for allowing me to help the foals sister marey. ill be back later."
Dark Star heads towards sister peacock feather
>>90696Iron remains stoic. He watches Willow Brooks, just in case he decides to do something stupid.
>>90696"What happened to you?" She asks
"At the warehouse, and since then.."
>>90695I just assumed it was because you are generally crabby
>>90695I honestly feel bad, especially since Spark isn't even interacting.
>>90700That's rich, coming from youHave fun
>>90702>>90700Oh come on now.
>>90697Peacock Feather can be found in a class room, sitting at a desk with a number of empty wooden desks in front of her and a big black chalk board behind her. She is doing something with a set of papers in front of her, holding a quill with her hoof, and staring at the papers intently. She doesn’t seem to notice Dark Star enter the room
>>90698Iron has decidedly in doing plenty of stupid things without watching Willowbrooks before, but if he thinks it helps to watch him now...
>>90699“You see I’m here, don’t you? He said he would raise me. Make me into a respectable stallion”
And although I must apologize for showing up so late, it's also past 1:30 for me. I still wanna hear Henhill's story when I get the chance though.
>>90702What the fuck is your problem? If you want to do something with your character, then just go do it. There’s nothing stopping you from taking advantage of opportunities the same way the other players do. And if you do need the other players, you can at least say “I am waiting on x so I can do y.” We can’t read minds. We don’t know what you want. We don’t know why you are always angry with us. Do you know how fucking difficult it is to shelherd and GM a half dozen players who do several separate adventures while driving a thousand miles in a week, doing interviews and job applications, and trying to remain social? I don’t appreciate you being angry at me for reasons known only to you. I don’t like players being pissed off at me for things I didn’t do when I don’t even know what these things I didn’t do are. I’m not psychic, and people don’t communicate with me about their problems with me. They just act passive aggressive and stop playing for a while. That doesn’t help anything
>>90706>>90705Alright, you can go to bed. We may actually finish this soon.>>90704Eh, Iron is a suspicious poner sometimes.>>90707Brie just needs a foalsitter for the fang bois. This is why he's salty.
>>90704Dark Star Stands in the open doorway and knocks on the side of the doorway to get her attention.
"Hello Sister Peacock Feathers. im Dark Star i just started volunteering here. and i asked sister marey about putting on a play for the foals, she told me you had some experience in Drama And Literature."
>>90709She looks up at Dark Star, with grey coat, no visible horn, and her mane completely covered by her cowl. Her magenta eyes begin to sparkle “You want to put on a play?”
>>90710"yes,sister. i thought it would boost their spirits."
>>90711“So? What were you wanting to run? A tragedy? A morality take? Romance? A religious scene? A folk tale? Slapstick comedy?”
>>90712"Oh, I was thinking of doing a changelingface to demonize a race."
>>90713I think that if he intended that he wouldn’t have gone to the literature expert
>>90712"I Was thinking a Slapstick Comedy."
>>90715“I see. What age range?”
>>90716"For All of the foals here."
>>90717“Hmmm.... a comedy for everypony. I’ll see what I cannot find.”
Alright, I have to go to sleep now
>>90718Goodnight.
I'll go use my Cauldron dakimakura while you're gone.
Sigh
I can't even get half of the nominal players online at once...
>>90721I make number three.
Well, I guess we can begin... something
[1d20+2 = 21]>>90725It wouldn't appear plausible from the atmosphere in the room to try to get a chance to talk to Henhill alone, would it? She wants to hear more from him, in detail.
Actually, may as well roll Sense Motive to try to get a hunch about that, before she tries to asks any stupid questions.
>>90704Sister Ash nods in acknowledgement.
"Yes.. And have you been well?" she asks with a bit of concern in her eyes
>>90726>a fucking 19Willowbrooks does
not keep his secrets
I'm guessing the sense motive roll is for Willowbrook, to see if he will let her talk with Henhill alone. The answer is no. At least, not at the moment. He wasn't expecting any pony to come into what must be his office at this moment, and feels as if he's been sort of invaded. Iron's reference to a mutual acquaintance may have disarmed the two guards outside, but Willowbrooks has not heard any of this. At the moment He's sort of wondering exactly why his guards let these two in. He is
very off put by Iron's set of armor, which is more extensive than even police or the military wear, and kind of implies an expectation of violence. He is also very off put by Ash's moralizing and constant reference to first degree felony crimes that he didn't have any part in save for part of the benefits. Nor does he like Iron's explicit announcement of their intent to try to take Henhill from him. On the positive side, Iron's opinion of his virtue in relationships has partly soothed him.
Perhaps he would be willing to let her speak to Henhill in private under changed circumstances,
but as it is now, no.
>>90726"I am okay" he says, as if trying to shut off the question
>>90727I think it was supposed to be Henhill the one that was being read, but this seems useful.
>>90728Henhill doesn't control Henhill. Willowbrooks does. That much should have been obvious
[1d20+2 = 12]>>90727>WillowbrooksHmmm, so I thought. She wouldn't bother asking for it then.
>first degree felony crimes that he didn't have any part in save for part of the benefitThis is almost as bad, by her own standards, but she only asked because she wasn't sure if he had any knowledge of the human trafficking going on.
Sister Ash flips hervshawl looks into his eyes.
"... You've been through quite a bit in these past two weeks.. It's okay if you don't want to talk about it..." she says softly
>>90728Actually, it was just to see if Willowbrooks would let me talk to him, but I may as well see if I have the same luck judging Henhill's attitude:
>>90727Rolling Sense Motive, to try to see if I can discern Henhill's attitude atm.
>>90730Ash discerns that Henhill is a male teenager, with the standard connotations that fact implies
>>90729It's obvious to me, but Sister Ash is less sure about it in character; she's tring to figure that out, since she didn't come with the will to drag back a child who did not want to come with her.
Willowbrooks avoiding her question about letting him leave made her very suspicious though, hence the squinting.
>>90731It was worth a shot.
>>90733Actually, that one fact tells you quite a bit about Henhill's motivations and dispositions as relevant to the negotiations, if only you think the situation through
>>90734So he's basically a boi that is following the wave because it makes him feel secure and good?
>>90734Sister Ash is a little bit naive when it comes to seeing through ponies that don't want to open up, in-character; but she could tell that a teenaged colt would be very impressionable and easily confused by these kinds of circumstances.
>>90727She takes another slow step towards Henhill.
"Have you been hurt at all since..
that time? Everypony at the abbey has been very worried about you.."
>>90736"Oh,
now they send someone to check on our well being? And define 'hurt'"
>>90737This is Henhill talking, right?
>>90737"Yes, for the past two weeks, nopony knew what to do..."
She cranes her neck a bit, as if inspecting him for bruises
"Hurt can be anything... I heardrum from the other ponies what they did in that warehouse.."
>>90738Well yeah
>>90739He moves away slightly. If he has any bruises, they are underneath fur, and he doesn't quite seem willing to submit to a medical examination
[1d20+5 = 23]
She does not pursue him closer, but her concern is evident in her expression.
Rolling Spot to squint closely for bruises, since she still hasn't given up on it.
"It took a while.. but I managed to find a clue to that warehouse just a few days ago.."
>>90741Slight blackening around the left eye
"And?" He asks
>>90743She stares sharply at the slight bruise for a fraction of a moment, before responding.
"...And so, I went there, with my friend Iron. I
We took back the foals who were still there, and have been finding the rest around the city ever since.." she says, sighing slightly
"I didn't know what had happened to you since then, so I'm glad to see you're alright..." her voice trails off as her eyes snap back to the discoloration
She raises a hoof slightly, gesturing to his left eye
"... Where did you get this..?"
>>90744"My eye?" he asks. Then he answers "I was born with it"
>>90745She squints, slightly, but then nods in relief.
>>90745>>90746She continues
"A couple of the other foals were a bit more difficult to retrieve.. but I've found most of them.." she says, a bit unsure of how to say it
She steps back a bit and bows her head, reflexively
"..... I... Came here to get you..." she says, a bit sheepishly
>>90748'I'm sorry, dragon lady, but I'm not in the legal consent threshold yet'
>>90748She nods
"Yes. We came here looking for you, after we heard from those low-lives that you'd been sent here." She says
>>90750"Who is a 'low life'?"
>>90751She raises her chin ever so slightly
"Those brutish ponies who were cowering in that pestilent warehouse." she says indignantly
>>90753>Having so little self esteem as to put yourself on the same level as literal slave-tradersAt this, she squints once more
"..No.. The
adults in that place.." She says solwly
"I gave those ponies what they wanted.." she says, through gritted teeth ".. And for that, I was able to get the six foals that were still there without a fight.. and a clue as to where you and the others were.."
>>90754Willowbrooks butts in
"Is this how you speak to those below your socio-economic station where you come from?"
>>90755Implying Ash is even inside the socio-economic station he's talking about.
>>90756Well, she's obviously insulting Willowbrooks, all of Willowbrooks's associates, and generally the only path for social mobility for the lowest economic classes of the city. She's also saying it in a grammatically ambiguous way where it isn't actually that obvious that "those lowlifes in the warehouse" means the gang members, and not the foals who also were in the warehouse.
>>90755>those below your socio-economic stationThe ascetic hermit returns this comment with a sharp and serious expression, as if agast that the stallion would ever suggest such a thing, before she replies with an even more convicted tone:
".... Things like wealth, class, material possessions.. such concepts hold absolutely no weight in the virtue of one's life. Ponies find virtue in the way they live their lives, all despite differences in how fortunate they may be."
And the eye-narrowing returns
"But to ponies like that who would let themselves fall so far as to predate on defenseless ponies,
kidnap foals for mere profits, lock those foals in rusted cages im a lice-ridden abandoned factory, and
sell them off to fiends that would abuse them, all for the sake of enriching themselves... Those kinds of creatures, do indeed lead very pitiful existences."
Her eyes seem to glow slightly as she recalls what she saw
"There is no hope for the wicked." She says solenmly
>>90758"That's nice. Now get the fuck out of my office."
A hoof descends down slowly beneath the desk
>>90757If kidnapping children and selling them to child molesters was their way of social mobility, they're the antithesis of everything stands for.
18,000-20,000 gp is a fuckton of money. She hopes they enjoy it before they go off to Tartarus.
>>90759Oh great. Here we go.
>>90759She cracks her neck and stamps her own hoof (albeit, more softly) before turning and glaring quizically right back at him, eyes glowing.
"Is money more important than virtue to you?"
>>90758>>90759>>90762At this rate this is going to be most hated orphanage in the history of Baltimare.
>>90762Now, he is angry, and starts to stand up.
"Do
you invite guests into your own home and suffer them stand there and smugly announce how morally superior they are, while constantly degrading you and lumping you in with those called 'pitiful'?"
>>90763Ikr? They're going to need armed guards after this if things go the way the GM is hinting.
>>90763It couldn't possibly be that the orphanage is involved in the scheme with Comte, that would be bad
Sorry for the delay. Some shit came up.
>>90767No worries, but just post directly when you feel ready to post.
>>90768I'm actually going to have to step out again momentarily, or so I just found out...
>>90768>>90769>>90764I'm sorry. Real life caught up with me. I'll be back in 20-30 mins.
>>90771Idk wtf I'm doing at this point. It's clear this isn't going to go through just by asking nicely, so I'll just respond however my character would see fit.>>90764>dodging the questionSister Ash remains steadfast, speaking calmly
"There is no virtue in merely insulting ponies for not living their lives the way you would see fit. All souls are free to live as they wish, for there are two sides to everything." she says
She continues
"I pity the wicked and the and depraved, who have no hope without virtue, but they are all free to live as they wish. Virtue, depravity, or even dejection; such things govern the path of creatures, but not as clearly as some would think."
She throws her mane back.
"I gave those poor creatures what they wanted. I hope they enjoy it while it lasts, because there is little hope for them on the path they've taken."
>>90772"Great, I’m glad you can preserve your sense of self righteousness and moral superiority. Now, this is the last time I will ask you nicely. Please,
get the fuck out of my office you insufferable, sanctimonious excuse for a pony of harmony”
>>90773>>90775when you're so sick of someone you tell her to get out twice using the same inflections
>>90776>>90775Guess the zebra pussy is off the menu.She's a nice zebra.
>>90777Nah, Ash has just offended this one particular pony
>>90778I sure know what could happen later if I think what's going to happen comes true.
>>90775>being this godlessSister Ash rips off her shawl and hurls it on the ground before her and stomps on it, a whisp of smoke hissing from the garment, her uncomfortably-restrained mane rushing out of its tight confines with an audible 'poof'.
"I am
not a 'harmonist', or whatever you ponies call the clergy of your local temples. I'm just a poverty worker; I came here to work for children who were left destitute by the war so that they could hope to lead peaceful lives, but I never thought I would have to deal with
pony-traffickers!" she says, almost hissing at the prospect
>>90780"For the Ninetieth time I'm not a pony trafficker and never have been, and for the third time, get out of my office"
Behind Henhill, in the back door, come the butch looking pony and the Diamond Dog. Each has a claw or hoof extended out of line of sight, and both look in towards Ash and Iron. One signals for Henhill to come in through the door
>>90780When you tick off others so much they get angry at other religions for possible association
>>90781Iron makes sure to stand in front of the two incoming ponies to somewhat cover Ash's flank.
No way he's letting the first shot hit her.
>>90783"Not one step forward Mister"
He points a hoof forward
"
Out of my office you insolent pricks"
>>90782She got flustered after the thing about looking down on the poor came up. Now she's still trying to figure out if this guy qualifies as evil.
>>90785Use "detect evil."
Or wait until your character levels up and can the learn the spell "common sense"
>>90786She's no paladin, my guy.
>>90786Only Clerics and Paladins get that...
Either way, he's going to Tartarus, since he seems to be more depraved than he his virtous.
>>90788What exactly is Ash's Charisma?
Just a moment, I'm reading a couple spell descriptions.
Brie snaps out of his trance. He addresses Kerr (I think it was)
"NEIN. Keine sexen!"
Then he gets grim-faced.
"Kinder. Fleider sie?"
>>90792I think it was Kerr.
>>90792Kerr moves slightly forward towards Brie - probably because his previous position had him literally backed into a corner
"Fleider sie?" he asks, as if for clarification
>>90794Brie flaps his wings.
"Ja, fleider"
>>90795>>90795He nods understanding,
"Ja, Ich kann Fliegen"
He flaps his own wings, which are four dragon-fly like thin translucent blue wings. The beats are quick, and he seems to have some pain when moving one of them
>>90797"Ich traue keinem Pony"
>>90798"Ich bin nicht pony, ich bin die fleidermaus".
>>90800>>90800"Wir gehen ihr haus."
>>90802He nods
"Du wirst mich nicht verkaufen?"
>>>90802 (You)Hoping he's interpreting the words correctly, Brie responds,
"Ja. Ich vertauen. Mein schlect."
>>90804He asks
"Gibst du mich anderen Ponys?"
>>90805"ich vehstehen nicht andern. Mein deutsch its nicht sehr gut."
>>90807He tries again
"Gibst du mir Ponys?"
He points to Brie
"Wirst Du"
He points to himself
"Gib mir"
Then he pulls his hoof from himself and over to a doll of a pony on the floor, in a sort of handing-over fashion
"Zu Ponys"
>>90808"Ja. Das sclecht ponies."
>>90809He looks a little concerned
"Du willst mich den schlechten Ponys geben...?"
>>90810Brie shakes his head and holds up his hooves to stop Kerr.
"Du haben schlect ponies. Du nicht haben gut ponies. Ja?"
>>90811>>90811>>90811"Ich habe keine Ponys ..."
>>90812"Du can haben ponys. Schlect ponys."
>>90813He nods as if in an "oh,"
"Ja, okay"
>>90813>>90814The grey pegasus colt comments
"Schlechte Ponys schmecken nicht gut..."
>>90815Brie shakes his head again. "Ich vehrstehen nicht."
"Du konnen haben das schlect ponies. Du konnen nicht haben das gut ponies. Allen gerecht zu werden. Ja?"
>>90816“Okay” says the little Pegasus, somehow happy
“Okay...” Kerr conceedes
>>90817Brie flaps his wings, and points with his hoof. "Fleider sie?"
>>90818The pegasus flaps his wings slightly
"Ja, Ich kann fliegen"
>>90819>>90818>inb4 sells them to slavery for 1500 bits each
>>90820KYS>>90819"Ja! Wir gehen!"
Hold on, what do they look like? Do they look passable as pegusi?
>>90821Kerr, is entirely undisguised and looks like a changeling drone, but smaller. Black, chitinous hide, blue carapace, fins, tube-like ears, fangs, entirely blue eyes.... so forth. Wesley looks like a pegasus, or more specifically, like Silver's grandcolt. Dark grey mane, light grey colt, bird-like wings, and so forth
"Woher?" asks Kerr
>>90822Brie looks to Kerr. "Kannst du wie ein Pony aussehen? Bitte tu es so." He then looks to Wesley, "Wir werden einige Freunde treffen, um uns zu helfen. Diese Ponys, die du erlebt hast, waren sehr schlecht, und wir werden dafür sorgen, dass sie es merken."
Yeah deal
>>90823A green light envelops Kerr, almost like a cocooning green flame, which recedes after less than a second, to show a grey bat pony: grey coat with purple hue, back short mane that almost spikes, small fangs, and no cutie mark.
He says: "Ich bin dein dummer jüngerer Bruder"
Wesley looks up, almost cutely
"Okay. Wir sollten gehen"
And he blinks
>>90824Brie smiles. "Okay, folge mir und bleib dicht bei mir."
He opens the window and flaps up to the roof of the tavern, waiting for the other two.
>>90825Wesley is the first to come out. He moves his hooves through the window, flaps, then moves through, falling down somewhat, before finding his way up. He beats his wings bizarelly quickly, much faster than a normal pegasus would. Kerr comes out second, looking around the area through the window, then beats his wings at a furious pace, and bolts through. He goes rather far forward before eventually circling around and coming back near by. He looks all around himself outside on top of the roof, taking in his surroundings
>>90826"Bist du hungrig? Es wird eine lange Reise sein"
Alright, I got distracted again, but looking at the situation, I think it would be better for me not to handle this with only half a brain...
>>90828So you're going to bed, right?
>>90827"Wohin gehen wir?" Asks Wesley
>>90829If that's not terribly annoying, yeah.
>>90832Alright.
Goodnight, Anon.
>>90830"Wir werden Verbündete finden, damit Sie und Ihr Bruder und alle, mit denen Sie sich nie befassen müssen, mit denen, mit denen Sie sich befasst haben
Wir werden Hilfe bekommen"
>>90829Iron could try to say something>>90835Wesley: "Das ist gut"
Kerr: "Unsere Mutter über Mütter wird diejenigen kontrollieren, die uns schaden würden"
Also Wesley
"Ich könnte essen"
>>90836I feel like I'd be talking to brick walls now. I suppose I could use the 'I am Cauldron's friend' card, but would he really care now?
>>90836Wesley talks to Kerr, who is still taking in his surroundings
"In Tall Tales gab es Ponys, die unserer Mutter helfen würden. Er meint diese Verbündeten. Was sie 'Kollaborateure' nennen"
>>90837It would probably work better than calling him a pony trafficker and being disgusted at him
>>90836"Wie sie sollte Sie hat auch die Chance verdient."
To Wesley. "Wir werden jemanden finden. Oh warte, ich hätte es fast vergessen. Halten Sie diese Pose nur eine Sekunde lang."
Brie pulls a piece of parchment from his bags and scribbles a long note, which he wads up and tosses unceremoniously back into the room.
"In Ordnung, lasst euch etwas finden, worüber man fressen kann"
>>90838True. I did try flattery as well, but he's a sort of wall.I think this is going to end badly even with Iron's interjection of 'take the money pls' so I'll wait for Ash to conjure up a conclusion to her path.
>>90839This encourages Kerr
"Okay, lass es uns tun"
Wesley moves up happily
"Ich kann einen Hund essen, wenn ein Pony zu hart ist"
>>90841>Ich kann einen Hund essen, wenn ein Pony zu hart ist"Lewd"
And Brie leaps forth into the night, taking care to see that the Lings are dutifully following him, keeping eye out for suitable 'food' and lamenting that he only has 12 knives to stick people in the eyes with.
I take it that I can operate independent from the party heretofore?
>>90842Yes, though note that, at the moment, it is around noon-ish
>>90843Its gonna take days anyway, best to be on about it.
>>90844Alright, so does he taken them somewhere now, try to meet with somepony, look for prey, go buy something?
>>90845First step is find
prey food, but thats best left until tomorrow
>>90840Suit yourself then
>>90847Sorry.Well, you should go to bed if you can.
Unless you want to ERP Iron and Cauldron in the void or something dumb like that.
>>90848Now you take an interest in her?
>>90849I always did.Only now does Iron realize that maturity takes a long fucking time. Time that could eventually change Cauldron's circumstances.Maybe his.
>>90840You could try the "good cop, bad cop" routine. Though I'm not sure how well that would work when the "bad cop" is a nun and the "good cop" is a 300 lb armored mercenary.
>>90851It's basically a 'bad cop' and 'slightly badder cop' routine that I'm pretty sure no one likes.
>>90852What about "good-bad cop" and "bad-bad cop", then?
>>90853A little better, but I'll still wait for Ash to play her cards for now. Combat is sure to come.Besides, no diplomacy skills to ease tensions.
>>90854Who knows, diplomacy hasn’t really been tried
>>90855I have -2 on it, so no dice for now.
I could try to kick Ash out and try to salvage it by buying the colt, but I don't want to be separated, especially after dissing a gang leader.
>>90856Is this in the morning or afternoon?
>>90857Should still be morning, closer to midday.
>>90858You're keeping him from his lunch. Never separate a stallion and his lunch.
>>90859It's like you want us to beat Brooks up or something.Ultimatum, give the kid or no lunch for Brooks.
>>90860I was going to suggest inviting him out to lunch to make up for your brusque entrance. Your irl diplomacy matches your characters'.
>>90861I would doubt he'd want to have lunch with an armor-clad merc after her client dissed her.I do get where you're going with this though. I'll keep that in mind if he doesn't immediately shoot at us for still being in his office.
>>90862I'm just saying that a bodyguard is supposed to keep his client safe, and an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.
>>90863While true, I'm not sure if it's even going to work, with the possible stubborness that Ash possesses.I would be talking to two brick walls right now. Ash being the sturdier one.Like I said. It's incredibly likely that Ash will not be allowed to stay in the office and I'm not sure how vindictive Brooks can be,
especially without the bodyguard.
>>90864Honestly, I'm not sure what Iron is scared of more: fighting the gangsters and triggering possible retribution against the orphanage (if that even occurs to him) or facing Ash's ire if he carries her out
>>90865You're forgetting the possibility of antagonizing Cauldron as Iron used her name to enter said office. Overall, pacifism is top priority for now. No need to enter unwanted dangers.Problem is that Ash, being capable of turning herself into fire, needs to be convinced not to escalate the tensions further or risk severe burn injuries and be unable to carry her out of the room.
So, here's a question: if Blue Skies were to return to Nimbusia, would she be considered a Reformist, a Traditionalist, or a Purist?
>>90871I would say a mix between Purist and Reformist,
leaning on Purist more.
>>90871>>90866>seriously considering whether Blue Skies would support a political party centered around taking power away from the military/Pegasus class and giving it to the merchant/Unicorn class, while watering down citizenship such that even a mentally ill griffin can gain citizenship, an amoral attitude towards sexuality that relegates the reproductive act to idiosyncrasy, prioritizing agricultural lands for growing the luxuries of foreign unicorns over the state’s own food supply, and increasingly subordinating energy nation’s vital functions to supranational foreign entitiesI think she would be offended
>>90874What can I say? I'm a r00d boe.
So very purist. Got it.
>>90874You
know there would be at least one person in the world who would complain if I didn't ass Reformist to the list.
>>90876*add
God damnit, brain.
>>90876Freudian slip of the tongue, huh Silver?
This episode on Void Adventures!
It seems a female changeling worker has lost her hive due to ponies. However, she has a hopeful, optimistic view on them.
Which idea will prevail? Are ponies truly aggressive creatures or are they just scared of what they don't understand?
One thing's for sure, ladies and gentlecolts. She is definetly going to try to show that changelings can be good.
>>90880If I stare into the void adventures do they stare back?
>>90881You get to watch some stories of other ponies unseen by the GM.
But yes. It does. And it will judge you by your actions today.
>>90883YOU JUST ABUSED CUTLERY, YOU SICK,
BLACK CRYSTALITE! GO IN THE TRAIN TO THE GULAG, ONYX!
>>90884Okay.... See you guys at the gulags
>>90885Sike. Cutlery don't have brains so they can't into logic. The train actually takes you to a grey stallion, from hoof to mane. He stands behind a ship which seemingly is floating in the endless void.
"Welcome sire. Are you by any chance the new pony that's supposed to clean the floors?"
He does not seem to care about his current surroundings, sporting a quick smile, showing off the many wrinkles he has.
>>90886Onyx notes to not try new drinks before bed again
"Uh, I guess since up the only one here; yes"
>>90887The grey pony's smile grows wider.
"Oh thank goodness! I thought you'd never make it, mister Coal. Follow me."
He turns around, walking towards the side of the ship, where a thin plank, from seemingly out of nowhere, levitates itself in front of the stallion's path, leading into the ship.
Unfazed by this sudden apparition, he proceeds to go up the ramp and towards the ship with grace an old pony like him shouldn't have.
Onyx himself may need to tread more carefully than him in order to follow.
aka roll balance in order to walk through the plank and into the ship.
[1d20 = 11]>>90888Checked
>>90889Managing to stay balanced through the plank walk, he is greeted by the dullest, most unimpressive sight a ship can offer. It's the simple ship used way before motors were used, consisting of sails and such. No engraving or any sort of beauty decorations that he can see. Only wood.
The grey pony in question goes to the eastern side of the ship, passing through the wall like it never existed or was just an optical illusion for Onyx.
He comes back with a mop and an empty bucket, again phasing out of the wall.
"Here you go, mister. We'll set sail in about half an hour."
Another smile forms on his face, then dissipates as his eyebrows furrow.
"You don't have any problems with sea sickness, do you? I have another bucket for you if you need it. I would like you not vomiting on my ship floor, even if you clean it afterwards."
**Requested finalized build for Sister Ash (unapproved):**
"Sister Ash": 5th level Druid; Neutral Good
Total XP: ???
HP: 30
Race: Kirin (humanoid; reptilian?; dragonblood?)
Sex: Female
Age: complex
Religion: Druidism (worships gaurdinals and the good aspects of nature)
Languages: Ponish, Draconic, Celestial, Sylvan, Druidic
Stats:
Wis 18
Str 8
Char 10
Int 14
Dex 10
Con 13
Flaws:
Love Of Nature (must roll will save to attack animal, plant, or vermin; or else lose the action)
http://eberronunlimited.wikidot.com/flaw:love-of-nature
Unreactive (-6 to initiative, because she hates fighting)
http://eberronunlimited.wikidot.com/flaw:unreactive
Feats:
Sacred Vow
https://dndtools.net/feats/book-of-exalted-deeds--52/sacred-vow--3191/
Vow of Poverty
https://dndtools.net/feats/book-of-exalted-deeds--52/vow-of-poverty--3081/
Subduing Strike
https://dndtools.net/feats/book-of-exalted-deeds--52/subduing-strike--2808/
Nonlethal Substitution
https://dndtools.net/feats/book-of-exalted-deeds--52/nonlethal-substitution--2071/
Exalted bonus feats:
Nymph's Kiss
https://dndtools.net/feats/book-of-exalted-deeds--52/nymphs-kiss--2073/
Vow of Nonviolence
https://dndtools.net/feats/book-of-exalted-deeds--52/vow-of-nonviolence--3078/
Holy Subdual
https://dndtools.net/feats/book-of-exalted-deeds--52/holy-subdual--1404/
Traits:
Polite
http://eberronunlimited.wikidot.com/trait:polite
Honest
http://eberronunlimited.wikidot.com/trait:honest
Skills: (56 points)
Concentration - 8
Spellcraft - 8
Knowledge (Nature) - 8
Diplomacy - 8
Handle Animal - 8
Knowledge (Arcana) - 5
Knowledge (Religion) - 3
Survival - 8
>>90892>Nymph kissHot.She's looking good.
>>90894Any defined class to place Ash in?Is she still just a druid?
>>90895What do you mean defined class?
>>90896What class or classes is she?
>>908975th level Druid, for now.
>>90898Also, where's the nymph or driad 'intimate relationship'?
>>90899She's a Druid, so she protects sprites as part of an ancient pact with all natural creatures.
>>90900Understandable. If this char sheet actually comes to pass, you'll be able to lower the tensions with a diplomacy roll.Also nice dubs.
Fun fact if anyone here cares at all: I found out that if New Mareland has put in an effort towards improving the range of their aircraft, even if they somehow lost control of every airfield in Equestria, they could still reach much of Eastern Equestria using their BD-4 Manebourne strategic bombers. Especially if they took off from the islands of Eldoran, Boltaire, or Cross Island.
Also, rollcall, I suppose, since I have no idea who's on.
>>90904Hello Silver.
I am currently in this plane of existence, although it's mostly void currently.
>>90903I'm here, but i'm also quite tired.
>>90906Damn. Well, that sucks. Do you have a path for Ash to follow or should I make you leave and try to buy the foal then?
>>90907>planWell... I'll admit I went off on a tangent and had her rant about the importance of being a good person.
>>90908Oh. Well, have you rationalized anything since that tangent?
>>90909Well.. Not much. I've been thinking about it for some time, but idk if I can 100% it at 11:15 pm..
>>90911Will you be able to come up with something tomorrow?
>>90912Yeah. I can do that.
Sorry about it, but i'm actually pretty busy on weekdays.
>>90913Don't worry. I get it.
I do want successful quests though, so try to think your way through this one.
I'm here, probably a little late
>>90915Maybe. We'll see.
I am always watching.
>>90917I AM AN ADULT.Well, at least I'm allowed to drink alcohol legally, does that count?
>>90919Sue the changelings for stealing my identity.
>>90919First step would be find food for the Lings.
"Ihr Jungs isst Liebe, richtig?"
>>90918No. Countries that are not America do not have reasonable alcohol laws. Not to imply that American alcohol laws are reasonable, but I mean they are worse in Not-America>>90921"Ja!"
>>90922But Anon, I AM american. Only that I'm in the south contient.
>>90922"Okay, bleib in der Nähe"
Brie takes flight, keeping a pace so that Kerr and Wesley can follow close behind, keeping an eye out for a large public area, preferrably someplace like a shopping area.
>>90924Wesley flaps his wings once and moves to Brie's side. Kerr, who has been off and somewhat aloof, now pulls up to Brie's side as well
>>90925There are no "shopping malls" as understood after the 1970s. What there are are various shops of different kinds periodically. department stores are the largest, but also general stores, all manner of specialty stores, and restaurants
>>90927Are the specialty stores in relative proximity to eachother?
>>90928In most areas, no. They appear periodically on the ground floor of buildings that house apartments and offices. It stands to reason, however, that there are specifically commercial areas and "districts"
>>90929>commercial districtPerfect! Plotting a course
>>90930It's essentially a long street of shops with more than a few department stores. Buildings vary in height from 1 to 4 floors
>>90931Perfect.
"Warum kaufen wir nicht ein bisschen ein, während wir einen Happen zum Essen finden?"
>>90932Little Wesley wags his tail in enthusiasm as he follows Brie
"Klingt sehr gut!"
Kerr complies, but he remains fixated on the environment, seeming a little uneasy
>>90933I forget, but IIRC they are both disguised, correct?
"Etwas stimmt nicht Kerr?"
>>90934Yes. Wesley as a grey pegasus (like Silver's grandcolt), and Kerr as a purple-grey bat pony (looking like a young relative of Brie)
"Ponys haben die Kontrolle. Und sie werden nicht gerne gejagt"
>>90935"Wahr. Kann ein Pony spüren, wenn es gefüttert wird?"
>>90936"Ich glaube schon. Sie sehen aus, als ob sie Angst haben oder sogar ohnmächtig werden. Ich kann es dir zeigen, wenn du es herausfinden willst"
>>90937"Ich dachte, du hättest gesagt, dass du Liebe isst. Sie werden nichts von mir finden, versichere ich Ihnen."
>>90938"Du verstehst das nicht. Alle Kreaturen haben Liebe. Es ist die Basis für alle Wünsche und Motive, neben Angst und Hass. Es ist Teil der Magie, die deine Seele formt. Sie schmecken vielleicht nicht gut, aber auch Sie haben Liebe"
>>90939"Faszinierend. Beim nächsten Mal vielleicht. Muss das Thema bewusst sein, damit dies geschieht?"
>>90940"Nein, aber es hilft. Wenn sie nicht in einem Zustand der Liebe sind, kann nicht so viel extrahiert werden, bevor sie in Ohnmacht fallen. Aber jedes Pony kann bis zur Ohnmacht ausgelaugt werden"
>>90941"Hmmm. Vielleicht ist das nicht der richtige Ort. Nach etwas Einkauf finden wir dann etwas."
>>90942During this small conversation, it was Wesley's turn to examine his surroundings, and look at the pony filled world around him.
And as he hears Brie say these words, the joy melts off of his face slowly, as the utopia of prancing candy canes and sugar cubes around him is revealed, only to be denied to him
>>90943"Mach's gut, Wesley, wir müssen noch einkaufen."
>>90945"Richtige Kleidung, um zu beginnen. Wir haben eine Reise zu machen, und während Sie Jungs das Teil einfach sehen können, brauche ich etwas mehr Substanz."
>>90946Wesley looks confused, not understanding Brie's meaning, or at least, his intent. Kerr, however, whispers
"Tu was du brauchst. Lass uns diese Sprache nicht öffentlich sprechen ..."
>>90947"Ganz richtig. Lass uns dann gehen und in der Nähe bleiben. Kommunizieren Sie nur im Flüsterton."
>>90948About what age is Brie?
>>90949As ponies age, about mid 30's
>>90950That's an aged boi
>>90950>>90948>>90948"In Ordung. Wenn Ponys fragen, bin ich dein dummer Sohn, der nicht sprechen kann, und er ist mein Schulfreund"
>>90952Brie looks at Kerr, rather impressed. "Guter Einfall. Ich wollte es spontan spielen, aber das funktioniert gut. Du brauchst dich nicht dumm zu nennen."
>>90953He whispers "Was nennen Sie sonst ein Pony, das kein Pony spricht oder versteht? Kaufen Sie jetzt die Sachen, bevor mein Bruder entscheidet, dass Sie gut schmecken"
>>90954Brie bows slightly and directs the colts toward a fancy clothier.
>>90955He finds none other than a path tread well before: the Baltimare Branch of the high class "Pommel" chain. A pony named Trim Fit asks "How may I be of assistance for you today. He looks down and notices the foals, but says nothing
>>90956"Good afternoon my good stallion. I shall need a proper suit to go with my vest."
>>90958"For what sort of occasion?"
>>90959"Making a good impression. The colts and I are to be leaving to visit distant relatives."
>>90960He rubs his chin in silent contemplation.
"It seems that you need something high class, yet versatile enough to wear for most occasions, and comfortable enough to wear several days in a week. I think our best suits for that are to our left. Let e ask you, what sot of weather are you anticipating, and do you have any
special needs?"
>>90961"Yes, let me look here. It's been many years since I've visited so I can't speak to the weather, but what do you mean by special needs?"
>>90962"If you were anticipating your clothing protecting you from difficulties beyond a simple spilled beverage or a cold breeze"
>>90963Do all shopkeeps sell advanced spy gear nowadays?
>>90964It's actually the same one
>>90963"Hmmm. Not a bad idea, but let me decide on the suit first."
>>90966"Very well, we have a number of sets, as you see, over here. I recommend a bow tie, should you intend to fly."
The suits are, in a way, standard for male formal wear for the century, with undershirts (or Brie can just keep his vest) and a number of suits. They vary from solid colors to plaid to checkers, most on the lighter side. The clothing is undeniably formal, yet not so much as a wedding tuxedo. They likewise vary by warmth: Deep Winter, cold, cool, nuetral, warm, and very warm. Yes, they are made for winged ponies
>>90968Brie glances at Slim. "Something like this would be fine I think. How much does such a suit run?"
>>90969"50 bits for a single set"
>>90970"I see. And if I
did want it a bit more durable, would you be modifying the suit? I'd prefer that any such embellishments be,... discreet."
>>90971"But of course. It would appear to be... warmer, but otherwise, utterly indistinguishable to the observer"
>>90972"Still lightweight and quiet I hope, I would hate to be clinking around."
>>90973"It is silent, or as silent as it can be. As for weight, it certainly should be so much that you could not walk a great distance with it, or fly"
>>90974"That sounds perfect. So it would be 50 for the suit and how much for the embellishments?"
>>90975"300 additional for the basic add on, for 350 total""
>>90976"Excllent. Do you carry colt sizes?"
>>90977He looks down
"One moment"
He walks out, and returns after a minute
"Indeed we do"
>>90978"I trust they will need to be fitted?"
>>90979"I take it you wish to purchase the same for these two as for yourself?"
>>90980"They needn't be identical, and I gather you are the expert in style and color coordination. Select something that you feel would be fetching. Slightly on the warmer side I think, it gets a bit cool where we're headed."
>>90981He smiles
"Very well"
A more detailed description of what is produced will come tomorrow. But for now, I must sleep
As soon as Fit is out of earshot, Brie would whisper "Nur um sicher zu gehen, Sie bekommen Ihre eigenen Klamotten. Es wird gut sein, wenn du dich umwandelst, aber das bedeutet nicht, dass wir nicht auf andere Probleme stoßen werden."
to the Lings
>>90982K
>tfw last 50 posts isn't nearly enough
>>90984Barbie Brie going shopping for some classy suits.
>>90986So, have you thought up something?
>>90982Is Ash's character sheet at
>>90892 acceptable?
I would like someone with diplomacy right about now.
>>90548Silver is kill, but though Silver is gone, Blue Skies talks on, as though giving a grand speech she has memorized before.
She tells of the conquest and the occupation of an area of Griffonia known as "the Frontier," an area of sparsely populated griffon land that separates the Eastern ponies from the more serious Griffin nations.
Some of this land had once belonged to the Eastern ponies, cultures disposed, oppressed, or even exterminated. Most of it became the Empire's forward operating base of terror: the Host's twice yearly raids into pony lands, and the scheming crusades of the Knightly orders. All carried out the will of the Emperor to maim, mangle and mar the vibrant pony societies of the east, in exchange their petty baronies and fiefdoms. What had they done with this land in all this time, exactly. It remains wild, undeveloped, with neither the industry nor the culture of the ponylands of the east, and certainly nothing like Equestria.
Or so it had been. In the span of less than a year, the guns of the New Marelanders left these lands under pony control, a state it had not been in for hundreds of years. All of it. The entire frontier. There was something almost magical about this fact to her. Something shown in her eyes, and her smile, though it remained vicious carried in it a happiness more so than normal. To think that these ponies had achieved in months what the none of the Eastern ponies had the will or follow through - or where applicable, the power - to achieve after centuries of torment from the griffins. To be sure, they would talk of standing as a bulwark against the griffin menace, but the Equestrians of Griffonia had done it. For they themselves lived on lived on stolen Griffin land. They dealt with Griffins both living among them and across their borders. In a way, it was only natural that they would be the ones to take that first step in the sacred crusade against the Griffin menace.
But though Blue Skies is an idealist, she is also a pragmatist. The new territories may have been easy enough to take, but they would be far more difficult to hold. Almost 11 million griffin subjects lived in the frontier, or twice the pony population of Equestria’s Griffonian colony. Thus the question, how to keep them? This was not straightforward, as the geopolitical situation imposed special constraints. First, ponypower was strained to the limit, and any colonial occupation must consist of an absolute minimum of military forces and administrators. The second is that these territories would
have to be profitable if the colony as a whole were to survive, so whatever what put in must be less than what is taken out.
The first step was to divide the subject nations into smaller entities, generally administrative units based upon cultural or historical commonalities. This was easiest in locations like Zaphzia, where the nation was a collection of tribes. Divide the nation into its constituent tribes, emphasize the differences between the tribes, try to erase commonalities uniting the tribes, and any rebellion would have more difficulty in uniting the nation against its occupiers. Each unit would then have a pony administrator on the higher “federal” level to oversee taxation and order, but also a separate local administration, that where possible, represented a continuation of the preexisting political, social, and economic order of the territory. The theory was that if that if the occupation were perceived as mostly a continuation of the status quo, it would be more palatable. The question remained, how to govern these territorial units?
History and happenstance provided a helping hoof… or in this case, a helping claw. They were not the first to subjugate great masses of griffins. Griffinhiem herself had once subjugated these lands, and the states themselves were mostly – mostly – ruled by a tiny wealthy elite, with the vast majority having no say in the political order. Some areas, most particularly in Lushi, were feudal baronies, with a tiny number griffin nobles ruling over masses of disenfranchised serfs. All that needed be done in those areas was to shoot all nobles who opposed foreign rule or were too incompetent to keep in power, and leave in power those who were willing to collaborate, while dividing the possessions of the removed nobles amongst the populous, the loyal nobles, and new occupiers. Thus, every griffin could feel as if the change in administration had lead to a material improvement in their wellbeing, while not causing much harm…. At least to them personally.
In locations like Gryphus, where the land had been ruled by merchant oligarchy, the Bourgeoise more numerous, and the difference between the poor and the rich smaller, occupation was more difficult. While it was simple enough to replace the existing governing councils with councils filled with griffins friendlier to the occupation, this represented a change in the way that the councils were selected, and an obvious loss of freedom to at least some of the inhabitants. But such a change was unavoidable. At least, what could be done was to develop New Mareland owned industries in parts of the region, invite portions of the griffin merchant class as partners in the enterprise, and then elevate these griffins to leadership. Grifoinia was almost blessed with backwardness. Griffins were accustomed to living in hierarchical societies that were non-responsive to their own needs or concerns. The lands were so far behind the Equestrian level of industrialization that any introduction of more serious technology would result in a massive increase in living standards.
>>90988>>90548Other steps would be necessary for any long-term occupation. One of the first things any new autocrat does to prove his rule is to woo the masses with grand, collective projects, either wars or building projects. Since the griffins do not care for pony wars, this meant railway projects, dams, and the like. New railways were built into frontier areas, and a central rail line ran from the port in the south up through the frontier to the north. While the amount of money that could be spent on such projects was very limited, rail lines were essential to the exploitation of the region, industrial development, and any massive movement of troops that would occur should the frontier territories be used to launch future invasions.
A standard for civil service was put in place, requiring new civil servants in the administration to be fluent in ponish. This of course meant that ponies tended to pass the exam, and if any griffins did so there were more assimilated into pony culture. The police of the territories were recruited from among the griffins, although they would often be deployed into different geographical and cultural territories, to reduce their loyalty to the populations they would garrison and police. While the highest levels of the civilian and military administration were almost always ponies, an ambitious and competent griffin certainly could make a viable career in the military or civil service of the occupiers. Only a
competent griffin of course – there was more than enough oversight at this level to ensure that.
Beyond making Rule by pony tolerable, it must also be made – in time –
Natural. The Griffins would learn in the schools and their new curriculums that the Pony, and the Pony alone, has a special place in history. It is the pony who is the master of magic, the master of technology, and above all else, has mastered friendship and harmony. The Pony thus has a right like none other to hegemon over all other races. To take the land of others to secure its own safety, its own preservation – and its own Glory. If griffins were allowed to participate in any level of society – military, economic, administration – as if they were equals of the Pony, it was not because of the equality of the races, but as proof of the Pony’s mastery of Harmony.
But all of this would not be enough to make rule over the Frontier lands stable. What was needed was to make the frontier truly pony land was
ponies. Settlers would populate sparse countryside, as famers, prospectors, and miners, eventually forming enclave pony communities, and the core of a ruling minority pony nation. The land for these operations could be taken in part from unsettled wilderness, and in part confiscated from natives who are resettled elsewhere. The Eastern areas of the old Host and old Hellquill especially where designated to be cleared, or at least, thinned, of Griffins. And these Griffins in turn would be encouraged to emigrate to Griffin countries, or resettled further South and West. This process was easier in Hellquil, where fully 20% of the griffin population were recent immigrants from Griffinhiem. They could simply be sent back. Something
special was planned for some of the remaining population.
But now the question, where to find the ponies? Hellquill and Longsword had indigenous pony populations. Ilgarkadija had a very large pony population, that even as the griffins shot, burned and slew many, fought back, and numbered over one half million by the time of liberation. The ponies of former Hellsword had not fared as well against the pure black evil of the griffins. Of Hellquill’s 1007 population of 360,000, at most a few tens of thousands remained alive in the country, with a few tens of thousands living as refugees in the Riverlands or Longsword. It was populating the actually griffin pony countries with settlers that would prove more challenging. New Mareland itself was settled upon land adversely acquired from native griffins and had a huge griffin minority. The government sought immigrants from Equestria before the depression made that impossible, and no ponies could be spared. Tens of Millions of ponies lived right over the border from the Frontier. The problem was, naturally, that these ponies lived in foreign nations that were ideologically hostile to the occupying government. Still, a few hundred thousand could be expected to immigrate, mostly from Lake City. If only there were another source…
At this point, Silver is presumably nearing the end of his meal, as Blue Skies lectures on.
>>90988>>90989Silver is very much liv, even if he remains quiet during much of Blue's grand lecture. He's starting to enjoy listening and learning about this part of the world he hasn't heard of before, even if he's finding its griffon inhabitants extremely objectionable.
As the lecture nears its end, he freezes just before one of the last bites of his burger.
'If only there were another source…
'"...So, that is why New Mareland decided to invade Equestria, or at least part of reason. Ponies."
>>90990Blue Skies is almost surprised to see the corpse across from her animate. Then she smiles, and says
"New Mareland invaded in part because of the threat the Harmonic government posed to its independence and its existence, and partly out of the desire to save their little ponies from becoming Chrysalis's subjects, everyone of them"
>>90991As with most 'official statements', it's eyeroll worthy enough to get a similar reaction out of Silver. "Of course...still, you can not deny that it helps New Mareland out very much to have control of largest population of ponies in world to use to resettle these Frontier lands you speak of."
Obviously wanting to change the subject away from something that would inevitably lead to an argument, he takes one of the last couple bites of his burger. "So, Lake City. What is it like?"
>>90992“The Frontier lands are only a beginning...”
“I’ve only been to Lake City twice, since it’s a bit further west than I was used to traveling. It’s a pony nation-state, where they speak a different language, do not worship Celestia, and have different architecture than in Equestria. It’s less industrial, less wealthy, and less harmonic than here. Colder too.”
>>90993Silver decides to ignore the ominous statement about the Frontier lands. "But what was it like? What made it special compared to its neighbors? In fact, who were its neighbors? It is not place I have heard much off, if at all."
>>90994*much of
Is Greneclyf Harmonist, Communist, or Fascist in this universe? I haven't seen them go down the same path twice, even with Historical Focuses on.
>>90987I have a few ideas.
I too would like diplomacy, because the pacifist build will be next to impossible without it.
>>90994"I can't say I have that much experience with them. I couldn't speak the language when I was there. What I can say is that it was more like Equestria in many ways than Nimbusia. They elected their government. They didn't like griffins, and the Stallions there were much the same as Stallions everywhere. It's neighbors were"
She starts looking a bit up, and to the left
"Deponya, Rikejeck... Rikojekavik.. Reykjekvik... River City, and" She makes an expression of disgust "Wittenland"
>>90995Alas, if only somepony knew
>>90997If only."Rijekograd, in River Republic? I have heard of them, actually. They are supposed to be something like 'Equestria of East', yes? I have not heard of Deponya or Wittenland, otherwise."
With a final bite, he finishes off the burger, satisfied with his meal. "It is clear you do not like this Wittenland, for some reason. What is it?"
>>90996Alright, whenever you're ready to roll, I'll be ready.
I wonder oh I wonder if the GM will at least accept your skills.