Set six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where the Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princess Twilight's notion of harmony with all creatures because of their encounters 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.
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>>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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[Read more] >>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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[Read more] >>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