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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>>89473“Well, there are a few factories hiring...” She looks through a stack of papers
“I see that Revenue and Immigration each have jobs they are looking for help to clear”
>>89474“From?”
>>89476>>89475Iron nods, confirming her assertions.
>>89478"In order to ensure the safety of my client, all measures have to be implemented. The heavier the armor, the less amount of wiseponies will try to threaten her."
>>89479“Great. The both of you can wait outside”
>>89481She hands over two distinct documents
“You may want to bring along friends for this”
She opens the first one
“Immigration and Naturalization believes that intense smuggling of aliens is occurring in the Red Hoof area or the south Waterfront. A pony by the name of Robert Sweeten is believed to be involved. There is a desire to stop it”
>>89476>>89480Who do you mean, exactly? Ash, Caleb and Iron?Iron is unmoved for the time being, awaiting Ash's decision.
>>89482Onyx snaps to soldier like attention.
"Understood"
>>89484“Here’s a dossier with more information”
She hoofs over a document
“Our second job here is from Revenue Services. Out in Coppervine, south of the city in the Hayseed forests, there are confirmed accounts of the manufacture of alcoholic spirits without payment of the required taxes”
>>89483“Sir, we are protecting
our client. If you need to wear thick steel and a police shield, you cannot be trusted to have good intent. Please go outside before we have Spot bring out the Manticore gun”
I need a few minutes before I can respond
>>89486"Like I would try to hurt anypony in here. I would rather not hurt any potential friends of Cauldron in here."
>>89486"Luckily I think I've got some guys to help me"
>>89488The blue pony dies not know who the hell he’s talking about. The Black pony...
“You know Cauldron? The Zebra mare who always likes to sneak up on you when you’re looking for her?”
>>89489“Excellent. Here’s the dossier. Should you choose to complete these, just return here. But beware. They know the government is after them”
>>89490Iron nods. "Yeah, that one precisely."
>>89464If you want Silver to apologize to his not-girlfriend...
>>89491He smiles
“Oh. Well in that case. Henhill is in the back, and so is Willow Brook”
>>89490"It is noted, thank you"
Onyx heads back to the bar, doing his day job and considering how to go about his missions
>>89492Iron smiles back. "Thank you. Be sure to send my regards to her. She cooks some delicious meals." He starts walking towards the back, following the Earth Pony's directions.
>>89487Iron beckons Ash to follow him along, with Caleb if possible.
>>89494Sorry, a bunch of shit came up.
Sister Ash follows Iron, leaning on Caleb and tapping the ground before her with her cane.
>>89494>>89495The blue pony is not pleased. But the black pony leads them towards the back. They are lead to a young looking brown earth pony with short black mane and a black jacket. He looks like Dark Star, really, with a different coat color and a bit more muscle
He takes a cigar out of his mouth
“And who might you be?” He asks
>>89498Sister Ash does not look up, until the pony speaks, then she tilts her head towards him and bows politely.
>>89499“A nun? Where are you from. You look different”
>>89500"I'm from the East, the far East." She says, bowing harder
"I'm not actually a nun myself, but I recently began to volunteer at the orphanage on the hill."
>>89501IT’S THE SOUTH, GODDAMNIT. The “Far Far East” is the Changelings of Greneclyf, the Republic of Nimbusia, and the reindeer of Nyutt Radjurland“I see. So tell me, what brings you here. To my back office”
>>89502Idk what the dimensions of this planet are, or how much is included. I just said something that sounded Oriental."Have you seen this colt?" She says, levitating the photo like she did before
"I've been looking for this pony for quite some time now, and I heard he might be here."
>>89503>>89503He looks at her with a blankish expression
“You’re looking for Henhill?”
>>89507“What do you want with him?”
>>89508Sister Ash's expression becomes serious
"That child was taken forcefully from the orphanage on the hill two weeks ago: nopony even knew if he was still alive. It has been my journey to find him and ensure his well being." She says
>>89509>>89509“Well I don’t know about any orphanage, but I can tell you that Henhill has never been better.”
He gets up from his seat, and goes to a door in the back of the room, opens it, and calls through
“Henhill! Come here”
>>89510Iron feels like there's going to be a mental conflict in Ash if what Willow Brook says is true.
>>89512>>89510From the back door, a sand colored Earth Pony with ashen mane cut short and sticking up like Willowbrook. His eyes have this sort of half closed appearance
“I got the wallet off that guy who wasn’t paying up. He should have guarded his bag as much as his drink”
Willowbrook speaks to him
“We’ll talk about that later. Stay there by the door”
>>89513[REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEs internally]
>>89513Iron is pretty disappointed in what this colt is becoming so far, judging by his slip of the tongue. He should be focusing on increasing his strength, not just stealing through dirty tricks.
>>89515>>89515He shouldn’t be. This earth pony has big strong muscles on him, even for his age. He’ll be breaking legs in a few years if he isn’t already
>>89513Sister Ash remains motionless until she hears the colt's voice
(still pretending to be visually impaired)She approaches the colt slowly.
"Hello." She says
>>89515Also this.
>>89516>Not seeking the ultimate powerTsk tsk.
>>89517>>89517He has a kind of irritated look on his face. He says with a subtle hint of disgust
“Hello”
>>89516At first, he nods at his physical capabilities, admiring his physique.
>>89518>>89517But then he has to pull out the 'I am a tough colt' voice that reminds him too much of himself, which he really doesn't like. He has a long way to go until he matures. He also feels the need to challenge him to a spar to make him drop the tough pony attitude.
>>89518She steps closer
"My name is.. Ash.. Sister Ash.." she says
"It's a pleasure to meet you."
>>89520>>89520“You’re not from that Prancis orphanage, are you?”
>>89518“You see anything you like?” He says sarcastically
>>89521"I'm not a member, actually.." she replies, folding her shawl a bit
"But I have been volunteering there, on my own behalf." She continues
"For the past week, I've been trotting around this city to find the foals who were taken from the orphanage; I cane here to find you."
>>89521Iron remains stoic to the colt's remarks. He is lucky his mademare would call all the ponies at the slightest bit of physical conflict between the two.
>>89522“So you are” He says. “Who is this Indio lackey you brought with you who hides behind a policemare’s shield and under 50 pounds of steel?”
>>89524"This is a friend of mine. His name is Iron. He's been very helpful these past few days."
Hey, arbitrary question. For the purposes of spell that effect and are concerned with the afterlife and ressurrection, are we treating this system the way d&d normally handles afterlife's?
>>89525The colt looks directly at Iron
“I’ve never seen a colt so afraid of getting his ass beat. Even the police do not wear so much metal.”
He laughs
“I can see why. The way he wears that dead animal over him he must get bullied often. Look at that, he walks around in public like a theater actor”
The colt looks pleased with himself. Willowbrook has an angry look on his face and looks like he may interject at any moment