/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal

>>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=TkA7xQb6uPk

Blue 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

>>89961
Only one? I guess it is morning. What a beautiful day. He'll definitely need more later

>>89964
Sides Status: In Orbit

Oh, he very much is enjoying that Unicorn privilege.

>>89965
From 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.

>>89966
It'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
>>89968
Perhaps 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?

Alright, I don't have very much left to do today.

>>89971
I linked the post where the mademare proposes his argument here.
>>89906

>>89973
>Metagaming a combat whatever instead of actually acknowledging the game when explicitly asked about it
Yes, it would offend me

>>89972
Thanks.

>>89976
Holy shit that's impressive

>>89545
Sister 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

>>89976
That's some complex character you did there.
Lemme see if I can see its value.
>>89979
Ikr?

>>89969
Good 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.

>>89984
Pfft! Halberds are for combat infantry. A real rearguard officer has a ceremonial sword

>Unicorns are biologically inclined towards leadership
Now 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

>>89986
Silver 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.

>>89988
I 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.

>>89980
>>89545
>>89969
Linked

>>89989
Whatever 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

>>89976
I'll be sure to include an adversary with stats like that. Soon.

>>89980
He 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"

>>89992
He 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.

>>89993
Sister Ash nods slightly
"So, you say that you meant to take in this child right here, for his own well-being, correct?"

>>89994
No, I'll just give it higher numbers. Jesus, that post looks like a law review article with all of those citations to it.

>>89996
He ain't done yet

>>89995
How 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.

>>89999
Praised, as our lord and saviour Elway grants us this pleasure.

>>90000
Amen

\\o/

>>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..?"

>>90002
He 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"

>>90003
Her 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

>>89998
It 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.

>>90007
The 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?

>>90009
Bingo.

>>90008
His 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.

>>90010
Well, 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?"

>>90005
Sister 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?"

>>90014
Silver 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*"

>>90016
Didn't realize Iron was such a botanist.

>>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*

>>90019
PLATE
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?"

>>90025
Her expression towards him is still somewhat stunned

"Tea is ready"
She pulls up two cups

>>90022
Oh shoot, I g2g to dinner soon. I finish typing later.

>>90026
He 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."

>>90028
She 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."

>>90030
She looks simultaneously amused and a tad bit disgusted with her smile

"I put honey in the tea, I hope you don't mind"

>>90031
He 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?"

>>90032
Does Silver need aphrodisiac after cumming that much?

[1d20 = 2]
>>90035
Uh, shit

>>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
"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.

>>90038
He 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

>>90041
She 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!"

>>90044
Onyx violates the first law of Libertarianism and steps on the spork demon

>>90045
>Stepping on a cross between a spoon and a fork
Is that even safe? Roll Die

"DO YOU SEE THIS MAN OPPRESSING ME!"

>>90046
A "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

>>90048
Well, 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""

>>90047
That'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]
>>90050
Onyx picks up a knife in his hoof and stabs

>>90052
I 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]
>>90053
Onyx's eyes are rolling violently

>>90054
Close. Not quite
"Gah! You think you can keep me down forever? Do you!"

[1d20+9 = 24]
>>90055
Onyx just kicks it at this point

>>90056
It'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

>>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"

>>90060
>>90062
Holy shit.

[1d20 = 15]
>>90062
Onyx takes both the sporks up to his room and sticks them in his nightstand.
Then he washes pic related

>>90063
Welcome back. It seems Onyx is dealing with third plate utensilism.

All this just from washing utensils

>>90066
Of course, Brie has little insect pie incubi. One just bit him, drawing blood, and then was confused when Brie said he looked pretty

>>90022
Sister 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?"

>>90064
What is this heresy? It's like he wants to be cursed.
Also:
>Ponies
>Using sporks

>>90071
I meant he's adorable, but mein deutsch ist shlecht
>>90072
Meh

>>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

>>90076
Kinda figured from your change in ID. Have fun on your trip!

>>90076
See ya

>>90076
Good luck.

>>90076
Adios

Going to bed. Night.

>>90085
Goodnight, Anon.

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”

>>90123
That'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.

>>90123
This 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.

>>90123
Did they say anything else about Kirins?

>>90124
>I guarantee that they will somehow link it to ponies
I doubt it, tbh. Jim's monolithic thought process says it all.

>>90137
It's just a gut feeling I have.

>>90124
In a fantasy world, species don’t have to abide by the Darwinian-evolutionary theory of common ancestry

>>90136
Most of the commentary was about “Sounds of Silence,” but I also missed most of it

>>90141
I 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?

>>90144
You could say the same thing about reigndeer and diamond dogs, but nopony really cares about those guys.

>>90142
It'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.

>>90148
If you look at the map they made, there isn't much room for more species, unless they make another continent to the West.

>>90149
I 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?

>>90150
Technically,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.

>>90151
That's true.
>>90152
Have a good night. I'll follow your lead and go to bed as well.

>>90143
What do you mean?

>>90144
Eh, 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.

>>90146
Deer are in "The Best Gift Ever"

>>90148
The 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 when
December 7, 2013. That's when the episode "Daring Don't" came out, which featured "native" ponies of the "Tenochtitlan basin"

>>90154
It'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 episode
Oh. 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.

>>90155
You'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 scenes
Well, to be fair, they only come out at night.

>>90157
I'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.

>>90160
Does 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?

>>90161
Look, 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.

>>90162
Wait, are you Silver? I though you were Spirit of an Economist

>>90163
Well, I've seen no reason for the Economist to be as dumb as I am.