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.
For those on the train. The train goes along at high speeds through the darkness past farmland, trees, and other trains... until it starts to slow down, and comes to a halt.
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>>97200He goes for a simple chokehold with his forelegs, mainly by pressuring his neck so that his air flow is cut off and achieve unconsciousness through hoof pressure, while his hindlegs sit right on the victim's own forelegs to avoid struggling, pinning him. That leaves his rump right on the assailant's exposed chest.
"Buenas noches, amigo."
>>97206She places a pillow over his face for good measure
>>97205>>97205Dark Star walks in to see a room with a number of fluffy red couches, empty shelves to carry alcohol, a bar, and on one of the couches, a pissed off looking white unicorn with a red mane - hair up in a bun. She is looking over at him, and looks kind of pissed. She looks kind of familiar
>>97208Looks like he isn't the only one. There is another in the forest
>>97204Good enough to wound him and leave him down on the ground
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>>97209"Hey i remember you. your are that one mare."
What a faggot >>97210Probably
>>97211She looks angry, and responds in a thick mid-Equestrian accent
"Yes, you walked in on a prisoner interrogation. Now excuse me"
>>97212"Have you seen blue skies? im looking for her to tell her im sorry for saying she fucked silver and to tell her i puked in her bed."
>>97213Dark Star is to moral to cheat.
>>97215"Is that one of the officers here?" She says
>>97216"Yea she's the Blue nimbusian pegasus one."
[1d20+5 = 20]>>97214Aw dangit. Well, I'm going for it.Iron, after ensuring the pinned pony is unconscious, uses his strength to pick him up to throw him at the other assailant next turn.
As he does it, he makes sure it's an actual threat and not a simple bystander.
>>97217"I may have seen her around working here, but i haven't seen her tonight. She probably went outside for a walk or for a smoke break. That or she's in the bathroom"
>>97218Yes, he can definitely throw him
>>97219"I think she's with a unicorn. we had a fight now i cant find either one of them i'm worried."
>>97220>>97221Spark looks down the hallway once more to make sure no other threats have seen this brutal killing.
[1d20+5 = 21]>>97219Oh boy!
Iron aims at the other pony and chucks his possible companion right at it.
"Te veo, pibe!"
Side note: I thought Skies' smoking habits were a secret. >>97222She sighs
"I don't know where she is, I haven't seen her tonight. She'll turn up soon enough I am sure"
>>97223None in this car at the moment
>>97225>>97220"Well then... what now? They are looking for somepony, and I hope they misspoke about who it was. We need to get out of here before this becomes a major incident."
The 20s work in mysterious ways
I have to crash, but I should b availble tomorrow too
>>97225Dark star looks like he is going through a small patch of despair
"the unicorn i said she was fucking is probably with her. where do you think they are? why would she leave me? where is she? why does she hate me i love her so much. i hate myself for being alive."
>>97228She sighs
"I don't know. You will have to figure that all out on your own. If she was with a unicorn then I wouldn't be surprised if they went back to his place or a bar"
>>97229Dark Star in his drunkenness and despair collapses to the floor and starts crying.
>>97230She walks up to him, and asks
"Does somepony need to take you home?"
>>97224Hit
>>97232Iron cackles in pure adrenaline.
"Ahí voy~"
He has a big smile on his face, akin to a crazed lunatic like Skies usually does. He starts galloping straight to the other assailant to knock his or her lights out.
>>97232Dark Star crys even harder
"I Dont have a home anymore. fucking mayor gave it to ziggers"
>>97234She sighs
"You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here. And don't say the 'Z' word"
[1d20+5 = 16]>>97235Dark Star does a spot check on the room
>>97236No Skies to be sure. Then again, much of his vision is obscured by tears and the mare. There are no bottles of alcohol available
>>97237Let me deal with this *a bardic stallion wanders down a dirt path, whistling (somehow) during his wander*
*he is Parvell Stummenhoov and has never stayed anywhere long, he counts amoung his friends a lute, a chainmail jacket, and a rapier. for one can never trust these harsh lands*
>>97238"I wish i had died that night"
He's practically sobbing now
>>97240An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day...
>>97240Welcome to our crazy game. We are a bit separated on various quests right now, but I look forward to getting to know your character.
>>97241She leaves from beside him
>>97240The streets are illuminated by
electric street lamps demonic magic in the late night, with crowded buildings to either side
>>97245Dark Star puts one of his guns in his mouth
>>97246She comes and grabs away his hoof with telekinesis magic
"Celestia, do I need to take you to a ward?"
>>97245*Parvell leans against a building and begins to strum his lute*
"Be awake be brave and love yourself"
"Never let anyone take form you the beauty you're worth"
Don't wait, you're no book on a shelf"
"never question the reason, or the beauty of your birth"
>>97251A pony looks at him as she lopes on by
>>97252"Because you're a danger to yourself"
>>97254"Why do you care? No one else does."
>>97255She sighs again
"Sober up and Stallion-up. Put that gun away"
>>97257>>97255>>97254*he hears a commotion*
"hey fella what's wrong?" he says to a nearby poner with a gun
*he strums a small bit*
>>97258Uh... Sure, why the hell not
>>97257"She was right about everything. i'm nothing but a worthless colt who will never amount to anything. my dream of protecting baltimare and all the other ponies on this planet is impossible. all i deserve is death. she's better off with him any way."
>>97258"Who are you?"
>>97260"Look, whatever your issue is, it doesn't involve or concern
me, okay?"
>>97260>>97259"My name is Parvell and I can't help but feel like this is a bad situation so just give me a 10 count and tell me what's wrong"
*proceeds to play some soothing music*
>>97263"That seems counter productive friend"
"tell me what's wrong"
>>97264"My life is a sad joke, i've lost everything and everyone. i'm better off blowing my brains out."
He hears extreme hurt in in this pony's voice
>>97265*Begins to play a more upbeat tune*
*subtley casts inspire courage*
"No one is better off like that, that pain is within your mind, honor your lost loved ones by finding a new life. Want to die? fine, kill the pony who cries, and then rise from those ashes and find the courage to conquer your fears. do things that the colt you are would never do. Fuck it fight sharks, climb mountains, fight the greatest of evils. Fear? you just had a gun in your mouth, that's a 100% death rate. Fear should mean nothing to the new you. I believe if you truly want to die that your death can have new meaning. By not dying, by letting yourself become a new Colt."
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Brie scans the corridor, looking for more threats and making sure he has an opportunity to retrieve his two blades from the most recent corpse.
>>97270Be award that my parents are dragging me to church this morningAt the moment there seems to be no pony in the corridor. Bare in mind that the corridors are off to the side, so he cannot see through a window in the vestibule to another car... he can only see inside his own
>>97271Thats fine, no hurryBrie grabs his knives, and drags the body into his room with the Lings.
"Ich weiß nicht was los ist. Wenn ich raus gehe, schließe die Tür hinter mir ab und vertraue keinem, der versucht, sich hineinzudrängen." he tells the two, while retrieving his other two daggers.
I'm still more than a little dumbfounded and shaken by recent events>>97272Unfortunately, the body leaves a trail of blood as is it pulled across. There is at least room in the cabin for both... barely. Wesley stares on in curious horror, while Kerr comes closer to sniff the body of the pink mare. A dead pony isn't exactly edible to the parasites. Nevertheless, Wesley is the first to speak
"Okay, wir werden die Tür nicht öffnen"
>>97279what recent events? Also
>blood
ShitDoes the cabin have towels? Brie adopts the appearance of the pony he killed from the hallway, and looks out the cabin window to determine where their position is on the bridge.
>>97283Yes, there are towels inside of the bathroom... And probably bodies underneath it
It looks as if the train is parked almost perfectly over the bridge, with the rear observation car being over the end, and the locomotive, mail, and one front car being over the other. Naturally, that means that Brie's car is closer to the end of the gorge
>>97284No, the towels are for the blood in the hallway. But yes, the bodies are getting stuffed in the bathroom. Is there water at the bottom of the gorge?
>>97285The towels do not have blood on them at present. The angle of the view from the car window doesn't permit looking straight down, but judging from the scene further away from the bridge, it appears that there is a small river at the bottom of the gorge that is maybe 1/3 of the maximum of the gorge and isn't very deep.
>>97286After stuffing the bodies in the bathroom, grabs the towels and goes into the hallway to try and clean the blood.
[1d20 = 5]>>97288Yes of course he does. He's had to clean up blood before so he wouldn't be a newb about it.
>>97289Uh... Does he have some kind of modifier? Because that's not the best of luck
>>97293Whaddya mean? Unless you mean what I'm doing, what happened?
>>97292+2
>>97291With another towel, more water, and a new dice roll, he may be able to clean up the now wider spread blood stain
>>97293I have so much I want to say but should probably not say it>>97294A seven is not quite enough to clean it up, but probably enough to not make the situation worse
>>97297Maybe it's not too late to spread blood all over the carpet evenly, so it all looks like it was dyed that color
>>97300Hmmmm. Brie collapses on the bloody carpet, closes his eyes, and waits.
>>97301A pony (looks like a passenger) briefly opens a door nearby, looks over... and then goes back inside his room
>>97303>>97301Well, that worked. Still super duper sneaky.
>>97303I'm surprised that worked. Brie knocks 2x then 1x on his cabin door.
>>97305I mean... What would you do in that situation? Anyways, Wesley opens the door
>>97306"Danke"
Brie stashes the bloody towels and then returns to the corridor, and makes his way toward the front of the train.
Was the rear observation area open air or did it have only windows?
I have a bad feeling about this >>97308Brie is damned near stabbed by Kerr - who lies in wait off to the side - before at the last moment he realizes that is Brie.
The rear observation area has windows on it. At this exact moment, there is no pony in the hall
>>97309K. Making his way toward the front then.
I figure this is going to be difficult no matter how I slice it, but he's better off being seen as a guard who's now dead than running into "himself". I get a bluff check this way,.... >>97310Alright, let me just try to confirm this. He is heading to the front of the train rather than the observation car. Also, is he using the Corporal's form or the Bartender's form? I'm assuming the former?
>>97313Yes, the Corporal's. I'd hate to run into the real bartender looking like him. And yes, toward the front of the train. Has he observed any open air-area in the train? What about the vestibules, can they be cut open, or used to access the outside of the train? He's running through scenarios of escape as he makes his way.
>>97314Each train car, in the area where the corridor connects to the vestibule, has a pair of doors - on on each side - in the front portion of the car. Whether the vestibules can be cut open is uncertain. There are no open air cars, all of the train has windows.
He is able to walk down the car through the corridor without interruption. In the next car, a pony looks out a cabin (a passenger) but quickly closes it. When he gets to the dining car, there are no passengers, but at the far end stands one pony - burgundy earth pony brown mane - wearing an arm band, who looks at Brie. He seems generally nervous. Yes, he has a gun, which remains on his side