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.
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Brie snaps out of his trance. He addresses Kerr (I think it was)
"NEIN. Keine sexen!"
Then he gets grim-faced.
"Kinder. Fleider sie?"
"NEIN. Keine sexen!"
Then he gets grim-faced.
"Kinder. Fleider sie?"
>>90792
Kerr 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
Kerr 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
>>>90802 (You)
Hoping he's interpreting the words correctly, Brie responds,
"Ja. Ich vertauen. Mein schlect."
Hoping he's interpreting the words correctly, Brie responds,
"Ja. Ich vertauen. Mein schlect."
>>90807
He 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"
He 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"
>>90810
Brie shakes his head and holds up his hooves to stop Kerr.
"Du haben schlect ponies. Du nicht haben gut ponies. Ja?"
Brie shakes his head and holds up his hooves to stop Kerr.
"Du haben schlect ponies. Du nicht haben gut ponies. Ja?"
>>90815
Brie 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?"
Brie 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?"
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>>90821
Kerr, 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
Kerr, 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
>>90822
Brie 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
Brie 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
>>90823
A 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
A 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
>>90824
Brie 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.
Brie 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.
>>90825
Wesley 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
Wesley 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
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...
>>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"
"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"
>>90836
I 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?
I 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?
>>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"
"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"
>>90838
True. 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.
True. 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.
>>90839
This encourages Kerr
"Okay, lass es uns tun"
Wesley moves up happily
"Ich kann einen Hund essen, wenn ein Pony zu hart ist"
This 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?
>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?
>>90844
Alright, so does he taken them somewhere now, try to meet with somepony, look for prey, go buy something?
Alright, so does he taken them somewhere now, try to meet with somepony, look for prey, go buy something?
>>90847
Sorry.
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.
Sorry.
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.
>>90849
I always did.
Only now does Iron realize that maturity takes a long fucking time. Time that could eventually change Cauldron's circumstances.
Maybe his.
I always did.
Only now does Iron realize that maturity takes a long fucking time. Time that could eventually change Cauldron's circumstances.
Maybe his.
>>90840
You 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.
You 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.
>>90851
It's basically a 'bad cop' and 'slightly badder cop' routine that I'm pretty sure no one likes.
It's basically a 'bad cop' and 'slightly badder cop' routine that I'm pretty sure no one likes.
>>90853
A 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.
A 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.
>>90855
I 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.
I 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.
>>90859
It's like you want us to beat Brooks up or something.
Ultimatum, give the kid or no lunch for Brooks.
It's like you want us to beat Brooks up or something.
Ultimatum, give the kid or no lunch for Brooks.
>>90860
I was going to suggest inviting him out to lunch to make up for your brusque entrance. Your irl diplomacy matches your characters'.
I was going to suggest inviting him out to lunch to make up for your brusque entrance. Your irl diplomacy matches your characters'.
>>90861
I 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.
I 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.
>>90862
I'm just saying that a bodyguard is supposed to keep his client safe, and an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.
I'm just saying that a bodyguard is supposed to keep his client safe, and an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.
>>90863
While 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.
While 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.
>>90864
Honestly, 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
Honestly, 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
>>90865
You'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.
You'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?
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>>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 entities
I think she would be offended
>>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 entities
I think she would be offended
>>90874
You know there would be at least one person in the world who would complain if I didn't ass Reformist to the list.
You know there would be at least one person in the world who would complain if I didn't ass Reformist to the list.
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.
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.
>>90881
You 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.
You 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.
>>90885
Sike. 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.
Sike. 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.
>>90886
Onyx notes to not try new drinks before bed again
"Uh, I guess since up the only one here; yes"
Onyx notes to not try new drinks before bed again
"Uh, I guess since up the only one here; yes"
>>90887
The 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.
The 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.
>>90889
Managing 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."
Managing 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
"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
>>90899
She's a Druid, so she protects sprites as part of an ancient pact with all natural creatures.
She's a Druid, so she protects sprites as part of an ancient pact with all natural creatures.
>>90900
Understandable. If this char sheet actually comes to pass, you'll be able to lower the tensions with a diplomacy roll.
Also nice dubs.
Understandable. 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.
Also, rollcall, I suppose, since I have no idea who's on.
>>90906
Damn. 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?
Damn. 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
>plan
Well... I'll admit I went off on a tangent and had her rant about the importance of being a good person.
>plan
Well... I'll admit I went off on a tangent and had her rant about the importance of being a good person.
>>90909
Well.. Not much. I've been thinking about it for some time, but idk if I can 100% it at 11:15 pm..
Well.. Not much. I've been thinking about it for some time, but idk if I can 100% it at 11:15 pm..
>>90913
Don't worry. I get it.
I do want successful quests though, so try to think your way through this one.
Don't worry. I get it.
I do want successful quests though, so try to think your way through this one.
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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.
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>>90924
Wesley 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
Wesley 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
>>90925
There 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
There 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
>>90928
In 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"
In 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"
>>90930
It's essentially a long street of shops with more than a few department stores. Buildings vary in height from 1 to 4 floors
It's essentially a long street of shops with more than a few department stores. Buildings vary in height from 1 to 4 floors
>>90931
Perfect.
"Warum kaufen wir nicht ein bisschen ein, während wir einen Happen zum Essen finden?"
Perfect.
"Warum kaufen wir nicht ein bisschen ein, während wir einen Happen zum Essen finden?"
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>>90932
Little 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
Little 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
>>90934
Yes. 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"
Yes. 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"
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>>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"
"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."
"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"
"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?"
"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"
"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"
>>90942
During 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
During 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
>>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."
"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."
>>90946
Wesley 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 ..."
Wesley 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."
"Ganz richtig. Lass uns dann gehen und in der Nähe bleiben. Kommunizieren Sie nur im Flüsterton."
>>90952
Brie looks at Kerr, rather impressed. "Guter Einfall. Ich wollte es spontan spielen, aber das funktioniert gut. Du brauchst dich nicht dumm zu nennen."
Brie looks at Kerr, rather impressed. "Guter Einfall. Ich wollte es spontan spielen, aber das funktioniert gut. Du brauchst dich nicht dumm zu nennen."
>>90953
He 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"
He 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"
>>90955
He 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
He 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
>>90960
He 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?"
He 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?"
"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"
"If you were anticipating your clothing protecting you from difficulties beyond a simple spilled beverage or a cold breeze"
>>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
"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
>>90968
Brie glances at Slim. "Something like this would be fine I think. How much does such a suit run?"
Brie glances at Slim. "Something like this would be fine I think. How much does such a suit run?"
>>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."
"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"
"But of course. It would appear to be... warmer, but otherwise, utterly indistinguishable to the observer"
>>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"
"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"
>>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."
"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."
>>90981
He smiles
"Very well"
A more detailed description of what is produced will come tomorrow. But for now, I must sleep
He 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
>>90982
K
to the Lings
>>90982
K
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>>90548
Silver 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.
Silver 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.
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>>90988
>>90548
Other 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.
>>90548
Other 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
>>90989
Silver 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."
>>90989
Silver 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."
>>90990
Blue 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"
Blue 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"
>>90991
As 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?"
As 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.”
“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.”
>>90993
Silver 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."
Silver 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.
*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.
>>90987
I have a few ideas.
I too would like diplomacy, because the pacifist build will be next to impossible without it.
I 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"
>>90995
Alas, if only somepony knew
"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"
>>90995
Alas, if only somepony knew
>>90997
If 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?"
If 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?"
>>90996
Alright, whenever you're ready to roll, I'll be ready.
I wonder oh I wonder if the GM will at least accept your skills.
Alright, whenever you're ready to roll, I'll be ready.
I wonder oh I wonder if the GM will at least accept your skills.
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