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>>95200Dark Star smiles
"and i suppose,you're an Adorable Warrior."
Dark Star rubs the base of her wings
>>95203Iron nods.
"I agree. We should go back to your place."
>>95204The base of the wings shows the wings themselves to be rather thick, muscular appendages. She seems just a
little peeved
>>95205She smiles
"Want to try some cassava?"
>>95206Dark Star Smiles
"Theres nothing wrong with being adorable."
Dark Star starts to stroke the base of her wings
>>95206Iron's eyes spark in curiousity and wonder. He smiles like he hasn't recently gotten hit by a mace. His cotlish demeanor is showing up again if his light excited trot in place is any indication.
"I do. I do!"
Is Silver kill?
>>95208She looks at him almost suspiciously
"What are you doing?"
>>95207"Schmerzen haben"
"Nicht so gut"
>>95209"Easy there, don't get too excited or you'll hurt yourself with those cuts on you"
They walk further home
>>95210Dark Star Grins
"Im not doing anything."
He rubs the base of the wings a little more firmly
>>95210Iron's light prancing stops from Cauldron's comment. He chuckles lightly.
"I just cannot help myself."
>>95211"St - stop"
She pulls back and tries to clamp her wings down
Her face has an expression of horror
>>95212"I'm not sure I should release you like this. You may need to stay the night at my place. You may need to stay the night at my place."
>>95215As far as I know, his beans haven't done him in.
What stuff are you referring to? >>95214Iron smiles.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Cauldron. I would not know what would I do without your help so far."
He inspects himself for any sort of things that may stick to Cauldron's coat like blood and that dark brown substance.
>>95217Mostly on his face
>>95216Wasn't he going to get himself killed in the catacombs?
>>95218Dang.Iron's smile is replaced by a little frown as he looks at his body.
"I am not making your place too dirty, am I?"
>>95214"to Lewd huh?"
Dark Star goes a little faster
>>95220"No... it will be alright"
>>95221"Stop hehe, that tickles!"
>>95219"Do you want to live forever?!"
>>95222Iron's hoof goes up and looks at it, unconvinced.
"Are you sure? I would hate to make you work more than you already have."
>>95222"ah ticklish eh?"
Dark Star's Shapes itself into a Smile that is more at place on Blue
He gets Close to her ear and whispers in a low Gravely tone
"Even better."
>>95222Silver looks up from his polished-off plate of beans to see who said that.
>>95224"
You monster"
>>95223"No no, it's fine. You are wounded and need help"
>>95226Um... nevermind...
>>95228Dark Star laughs
"I've been called worse."
Increase firmness of the wubs
>>95228A few seconds of silent confusion and a shrug later, Silver is
finally finished with his beans. He grabs the plate and the pan he used, and moves over to look at the mess of dirty dishes currently in the sink.
>>95228Iron hums, blinking once lazily.
"I guess that is true. Can I have some of that cassava you mentioned?"
He smiles.
>>95229"hehe, stop" she convulses at the tickles
>>95230Only a few cups that are dirty, no plates
>>95231"Only after it's cooked"
They arrive back at the apartment block
>>95233When reaching the place, he slightly wonder about Cauldron's improvised weapon.
"What was that metal bar you used as a bludgeon?"
>>95233Dark Star Increases the speed of the rubs and focuses on the most sensitive spots
"You love it."
He smiles
>>95234"A piece of rebar" she says, as she now enters her room
>>95236"'Ree-bah'? What is that?"
As he enters her room and waiting on her to close the door he asks.
"Was it better than the tire iron?"
>>95237"It's a construction material, made of steel, used to give strength to concrete. A piece must have either fallen off a cart or off of a broken concrete wall. I can't quite grip it as well, but it is heavy and slender"
>>95235"Gah!" she pulls away more so
>>95238Iron nods.
"I remember seeing one of the griffons holding some sort of shiny string. What was
that?"
He goes over to the sofa, sitting next to it just in case he messes it up with his fluids.
>>95239Dark Star moves one of his hooves to her Stomach to see if she's ticklish there to
>>95240"That was wire, I can't tell for what maybe an instrument or something."
She looks at him straight in the eyes
"I think he was trying to use it as a garrote"
>>95241She pushes is hoof away
>>95243Iron nods.
"So he was trying to strangle one of us. The coward..."
>>95233Well, it would be waste to wash only plate and pan...Silver gathers all of the dirty dishes and cookware together to wash them. He also looks around for those two glasses he saw Blue use for the tea earlier.
>>95245Actually, it looks like only the ceramic mugs used for tea on those or other instances are in the sink
>>95246She hates her teeth at Dark Star
>>95244“That’s what it seems like”
>>95247Iron shakes his head.
(Nothing like Redclaw.)
He blinks lazily, lighting stroking the floor, trying to a feel for the texture to see if it is comfortable to sleep on.
>>95249I guess she's rubbing her teeth together in a fit of contained rage?
>>95248The floor in her living room is wood, a soft tan color. But the area where Iron is is a rug, maroon and other colors. The rug isn’t that thick or fluffy, but it is softer than the wooden floor
>>95249*bares
>>95251He inspects it slightly, trying to see if it is being dirtied by blood and other fluids.
>>95251Dark Star's pupils cartoonishly turn into hearts
"D'awwwww i told you, you were adorable."
>>95247Good! I can give them washing they need. Stopping himself before he can embarrass himself, Silver remembers to look for a couple things that are very important to dish washing: most notable some dishsoap, a dishcloth, and a drying towel.
>>95253Pic related
>>95252It does not appear to be, though it wasn’t perfectly clean to begin with
>>95254Some washing fluid is available down below the sink. A dish cloth is similarly away in a drawer. A towel is availabke in the counter
>>95255Iron, poking the rug a little bit just to be sure, slowly lays down on the rug.
>>95255Excellent! And thus, Silver can commence with the dish washing. Interestingly enough, rather than just use his magic to wash them, he actually rolls up his shirt sleeves and dives his forelegs right into the warm water he's filled the sink with. It might be the Earth Pony inside of him, but he likes doing things like this with his bare hooves.
Anyways, I guess GM is ded.
>>95257Fuckin' Unicorns, "condescending" to act like Earth Ponies
>>95258Scrunchy face>>95256And Cauldron returns to the kitchen
>>95265I suppose I can respond, since I am always here and all.Iron simply lays there, staring forward.
(Strange. We did not have anything of value apart from our clothing. Are they that desperate to get anything for themselves that they resort to pitiful theivery of seemingly empty ponies? There has to be another explanation.)
>>95265It's not Silver's fault he was born to the most Earth Pony of Earth Pony fathers.
>>95271Iron's head perks up, sitting up for the new food that will come into his mouth.
"Do you need any help with setting the table up?"
>>95271Dark Star Pets the CUTE Mare.
>>95272“No, I can handle it. You get done rest, you’re hurt.”
>>95273Something along the lines of Pic
>>95274Irons fully stands up.
"It is the least I can do for your hospitality."
>>95274"The Madder you get the Cuter you become"
Dark Star grins at her
>>95275“Oh no, you’re fine. You can lay on the couch, by the way”
>>95276Point back the pic in
>>95255 >>95277Iron glances at the couch and reluctantly goes to it.
He pokes at it to see if it stains it in any way.
>>95277Dark Star laughs
"Hey,blue. Do you Ever wonder why we are here?"
>>95278He hasn’t stained it. Yet.
>>95279“What do you mean?”
>>95280He tentatively gets on the couch now and sits on it. He makes sure his head is not dripping any stains on the sofa.
>>95280"I don't understand,why any of this is here."
Dark Star Motions around at the park then to the city then to the fields
"I often wonder what is the purpose of everything. including the very nature of Existence itself. Are we here just to suffer? Some days it seems like it would be better if nothing existed at all."
>>95281Fortunately, the bleeding was stopped in the back room of the bar.
>>95282“Huh? No. Nature has ordained a special excellence for each living thing. Each thing has a purpose. Just like how a good plow can till soil, or a good hammer can nail, so too does each creature have a purpose to it for the sort of thing it is. A society is a whole and a living organism all its own, and the creatures that live in it are like organs in an organism. Thus the creatures in it act as its brain, it’s heart, or its stomach or its claws. There is a hierarchy to nature, but each creature plays its own part, whether it be leader or subordinate to another part. This is most obvious in the case of ponies, where each pony has a cutie mark assigning her her role in life, and where the different races for classes. Pegasi are the wise ruling warriors, full of courage. Unicorns are crafty merchants, if prone to greed. Earth ponies are the industrious farmers and miners, if prone to intemperance and laziness. But all serve a purpose in the larger whole, with every creature striving towards its own purpose, and having s purpose within larger nature.”
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>>95284Sighing in relief, he finally lets himself relax as he sprawls over the sofa, now confident that he won't stain anything for now.
>>95285“I must say Dark Star, I never took you for an atheist. That is the problem with the self-aledged Reformers. They reject any kind of purpose inherent in nature, and they reject the concept of pony-nature. They instead assert that each pony individually decides its own purpose, or that a collective decides its purpose from a ‘General will’ that appears out of nowhere. But purpose, by definition, must come from something beyond your own will, and must be grounded to it. Any alleged purpose that comes only from your own desires, and is not grounded to something beyond it like Nature, Society, or Pony Nature, is like a balloon not tied down. It is soon lost in the wind. So that is what they do. They throw away tradition and respect for Nature, but find that once those are gone they have no purpose, thus they destroy everything around them in a self-induced existential angst. That is what happened in Aquelia, in Stalliongrad, and to a lesser extent in my own Riverlands.”
>>95285Roll die
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>>95286>>95284"I'm only an atheist, Because celestia Failed me. and for all that other stuff, life just seems so Futile, like evil always wins and Conquers Goodness."
>>95287He passes. For now...
>>95288She turns her head slightly and narrows her eyes at him
“The Great Mother May be a mother of sorts, but she is not one to let all just suckle her teats. Grow up. Provide for yourself, and fight. Don’t expect others to make everything happen for you.”
>>95290>pass with a sixSpooky.Iron remains lying on the sofa, his eyes threatening to close and nod off to sleep.
(Keep yourself together. I want to try that cassava before going to bed.)
>>95290Dark Star looks as if slapped him in the face
"Oh i know, I've learnt that lesson on the Hard way on the Streets as i had to fight off ziggers and Yaks,Even the occasional Griffin thug. I had to Grow up fast. I killed my First Creature when i was 16."
>>95291Oh he can smell something
>>95292“Then why are you still moping?”
>>95293Iron starts sniffing at the smell, curious of it.
>>95293"Because some times i need to talk about it or it drives me crazy."
>>95294A bit of spice in the air, and boiling... something
>>95295She pats him
“Now stop with that ‘no purpose to existence’ blasphemy. Only a Communist or a Liberal is so nihilistic”
>>95296Iron sniff some more, faintly propping his head up. One of his forehooves is slowly reaching to edge of the sofa to reach the floor as he keeps on sniffing.
>>95296Dark Star smiles at the Pats and his leg starts kicking like a dog being scratched
"Thanks for listening to me. i really appreciate it my Baby Blue."
>>95298*coo*
At this time, the coupula returns to the bottom again, and the ride ends
>>95297Hard to identify, but she’s definitely cooking
>>95299Iron feels even more compelled to go investigate.
He slowly gets off the sofa, following the scent back to its source.
>>95302“Sure” she takes his hoof, then exits to coupula
>>95301Reee
>>95300She’s boiling something in a pot
>>95303His mind a bit fuzzy from all the beatings, he approaches even closer at the pot, smelling even harder. He has a tired but focused gaze. His eyes blinking slowly at the pot he's seeing.
>>95304Something like shredded potato and onions
>>95301Silver missed out on another philosophical argument