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.
/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
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>>98249
Didn't realize we were already back at her room.
Silver steps back inside Blue's room, setting his bags and clothing next to the door and holding out a couple of items for Blue in his magic: the letter from Silver Rain, and the picture of the pony in question. Dark grey coat, silvery mane with a single yellow lightning stripe running through it, and he looks like he's in his upper thirties. In the photo, he's wearing a white button-up shirt, a black suit and pants, and is sitting at what looks like some high-class Las Pegasus bar. It also looks like he has something strapped to the underside of his right wing. "Here, I got letter out of bags for you to read. And here is picture of him I have."
Didn't realize we were already back at her room.
Silver steps back inside Blue's room, setting his bags and clothing next to the door and holding out a couple of items for Blue in his magic: the letter from Silver Rain, and the picture of the pony in question. Dark grey coat, silvery mane with a single yellow lightning stripe running through it, and he looks like he's in his upper thirties. In the photo, he's wearing a white button-up shirt, a black suit and pants, and is sitting at what looks like some high-class Las Pegasus bar. It also looks like he has something strapped to the underside of his right wing. "Here, I got letter out of bags for you to read. And here is picture of him I have."
>>98252
In fact I'll do you one better: I'll post the whole thing right here.
The letter reads as follows:
"Hey Dad,
"It's been a while, huh? 20 years? Something around that? I bet you're thinking, 'Who is this asshat who takes 20 years to write home?'. Well, it's me. Rain. Yeah, I know I'm a little late, and I'm sorry. You know, about…all of that. I'm gonna get to that, I promise, it's just…I've had to rewrite this like six times, now, and every time I've thrown it out because I keep on ranting. Well, screw that jazz. I'm not rewriting this a seventh time, so if I rant, maybe it's just because I feel like I need to.
"Anyways, onto the actual letter part of this. I've been having trouble trying to come up with things to write. I'm not as good as either Spec or White with this sort of thing. I'm a good speaker, not a good writer. Oh, uh, speaking of, I met up with lil' Spec and White not too long ago. Maybe a couple months have passed since then. They're doing well, they said. They also said they were happy to see me, it had been so long. We talked about some things. You, uh…you should have been there. You probably would have been, if it wasn't just a thing that happened with no prior warning. Again, sorry about that. Anyways, it's nice to see Spec likes it in the military. To hear him talk about his company, you'd almost believe he and his Hengstwolves could fight off Chrysalis's forces single-hoofedly, even if they are still just one recon company out of hundreds. I guess they are being, or already have been at this point, I guess, redeployed to the Changeling border, up near Vanhoover. He didn't seem worried about it, like he thinks it's inevitable that we'll 'beat the bugs back to the Olenian Ocean'. I wish I had his optimism.
"And White, she hasn't changed a bit: she's still that book-lovin' egghead we all know and love. Well, she might have changed a little. Looks like a little of Spec's joker side has rubbed off on her, or a little bit of his charisma. It's nice to see they remained close after they left home. Might even be their time apart has made their bond stronger. Anyways, she's doing well, too, if a little worried about the whole Changeling situation. I'm not sure if she's worried for herself, Equestria, or Spec being on the frontlines, though. I asked her about what the government's got her doing now, and all she said was 'Oh, you know, stuff. Stuff and things.'. She did say she's barely spending any time at the Mages Guild or Celestia's School, anymore, now that she's been fully committed to the Princesses' research efforts. I guess she can't actually say anything about what they're doing, but I've got some sources that have said some pretty crazy things. Things like a new model of magic rifle to replace the old Luna Nova, new spellbooks for military use, dark and mysterious magics from ancient times. Hell, I even had one say that they're working on 'splitting the atom', whatever that means. Sounds crazy, right?
"Right, ranting again. Sorry. Anyways, they said that you had mentioned me in your letters to them, asking how I was doing. It sounded like you were worried about me, and that you wanted to see me sometime. So, about the reason I'm writing…Dad, I just…wanted to say I'm sorry, for…everything. The terms on which I left by were not the greatest, I'll admit. And…it's not right, how I haven't tried to contact you until now. When Mom died…when I saw Mom, you know, get murdered like that…it changed me. I was weak, and I just couldn't handle it, and I let it change how I thought of the ponies around me. I even blamed you, at one point in my younger life, for her death. It was stupid of me I've since realized. And since, I've been just as stupid in how I've been living. I'm not always proud of the stallion I've become, and the things I've done. You'd be ashamed of me, I bet, just as I'm ashamed in myself. These past few years I've really come to regret those decisions, and it's only gotten worse every day I've been livin' on. And with this whole thing, this threat of war looming over us all…and knowing you'll be out there, risking your life to help Equestria…fearing that you'll…die…I feel like I don't have much time left to…to make things right. There's a lot I need to get off my chest. And so, I'm writing this letter, to tell you…
"I want to get to know my Dad again.
"Look, you can come down to Las Pegasus. I'll set you up with the swankiest room in the whole city, and with the all-expenses-paid Las Pegasus experience! It'll be fun, I swear! I'll even introduce you to a couple of mares I know who would definitely want to make use of your particular experience. But…most of all…I want us to be able to talk, say the things we want to say. You know, before this whole war comes, and…well, you know. Please, just…think about? For whatever we once had, and what I hope we could recover one day.
"Anyways, the Boss just came in, said there's a line forming of customers who are wanting my services. I guess I gotta wrap this up. I hope to hear from you soon."
-Always, your son, Silver Rain
In fact I'll do you one better: I'll post the whole thing right here.
The letter reads as follows:
"Hey Dad,
"It's been a while, huh? 20 years? Something around that? I bet you're thinking, 'Who is this asshat who takes 20 years to write home?'. Well, it's me. Rain. Yeah, I know I'm a little late, and I'm sorry. You know, about…all of that. I'm gonna get to that, I promise, it's just…I've had to rewrite this like six times, now, and every time I've thrown it out because I keep on ranting. Well, screw that jazz. I'm not rewriting this a seventh time, so if I rant, maybe it's just because I feel like I need to.
"Anyways, onto the actual letter part of this. I've been having trouble trying to come up with things to write. I'm not as good as either Spec or White with this sort of thing. I'm a good speaker, not a good writer. Oh, uh, speaking of, I met up with lil' Spec and White not too long ago. Maybe a couple months have passed since then. They're doing well, they said. They also said they were happy to see me, it had been so long. We talked about some things. You, uh…you should have been there. You probably would have been, if it wasn't just a thing that happened with no prior warning. Again, sorry about that. Anyways, it's nice to see Spec likes it in the military. To hear him talk about his company, you'd almost believe he and his Hengstwolves could fight off Chrysalis's forces single-hoofedly, even if they are still just one recon company out of hundreds. I guess they are being, or already have been at this point, I guess, redeployed to the Changeling border, up near Vanhoover. He didn't seem worried about it, like he thinks it's inevitable that we'll 'beat the bugs back to the Olenian Ocean'. I wish I had his optimism.
"And White, she hasn't changed a bit: she's still that book-lovin' egghead we all know and love. Well, she might have changed a little. Looks like a little of Spec's joker side has rubbed off on her, or a little bit of his charisma. It's nice to see they remained close after they left home. Might even be their time apart has made their bond stronger. Anyways, she's doing well, too, if a little worried about the whole Changeling situation. I'm not sure if she's worried for herself, Equestria, or Spec being on the frontlines, though. I asked her about what the government's got her doing now, and all she said was 'Oh, you know, stuff. Stuff and things.'. She did say she's barely spending any time at the Mages Guild or Celestia's School, anymore, now that she's been fully committed to the Princesses' research efforts. I guess she can't actually say anything about what they're doing, but I've got some sources that have said some pretty crazy things. Things like a new model of magic rifle to replace the old Luna Nova, new spellbooks for military use, dark and mysterious magics from ancient times. Hell, I even had one say that they're working on 'splitting the atom', whatever that means. Sounds crazy, right?
"Right, ranting again. Sorry. Anyways, they said that you had mentioned me in your letters to them, asking how I was doing. It sounded like you were worried about me, and that you wanted to see me sometime. So, about the reason I'm writing…Dad, I just…wanted to say I'm sorry, for…everything. The terms on which I left by were not the greatest, I'll admit. And…it's not right, how I haven't tried to contact you until now. When Mom died…when I saw Mom, you know, get murdered like that…it changed me. I was weak, and I just couldn't handle it, and I let it change how I thought of the ponies around me. I even blamed you, at one point in my younger life, for her death. It was stupid of me I've since realized. And since, I've been just as stupid in how I've been living. I'm not always proud of the stallion I've become, and the things I've done. You'd be ashamed of me, I bet, just as I'm ashamed in myself. These past few years I've really come to regret those decisions, and it's only gotten worse every day I've been livin' on. And with this whole thing, this threat of war looming over us all…and knowing you'll be out there, risking your life to help Equestria…fearing that you'll…die…I feel like I don't have much time left to…to make things right. There's a lot I need to get off my chest. And so, I'm writing this letter, to tell you…
"I want to get to know my Dad again.
"Look, you can come down to Las Pegasus. I'll set you up with the swankiest room in the whole city, and with the all-expenses-paid Las Pegasus experience! It'll be fun, I swear! I'll even introduce you to a couple of mares I know who would definitely want to make use of your particular experience. But…most of all…I want us to be able to talk, say the things we want to say. You know, before this whole war comes, and…well, you know. Please, just…think about? For whatever we once had, and what I hope we could recover one day.
"Anyways, the Boss just came in, said there's a line forming of customers who are wanting my services. I guess I gotta wrap this up. I hope to hear from you soon."
-Always, your son, Silver Rain
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>>98254
Skies starts to smile, then giggle, then places the letter down as she burst out laughing
“Bahahaha!”
She slumps down
“Your son’s a faggot.”
Skies starts to smile, then giggle, then places the letter down as she burst out laughing
“Bahahaha!”
She slumps down
“Your son’s a faggot.”
>>98255
Of all of the reactions Silver could have expected, of all the reactions he could have wanted, this is exactly the opposite of all of them. It takes him a few seconds to realize what she just said, long enough for her to get done, before Blue can start to feel a slowly growing anger radiate off of him. "What?"
Of all of the reactions Silver could have expected, of all the reactions he could have wanted, this is exactly the opposite of all of them. It takes him a few seconds to realize what she just said, long enough for her to get done, before Blue can start to feel a slowly growing anger radiate off of him. "What?"
>>98258
“He’s ashamed of what he’s done, he has customers lining up... sounds like he sells his body for money.”
“He’s ashamed of what he’s done, he has customers lining up... sounds like he sells his body for money.”
>>98259
"..." Well, the clarification of what she meant certainly does serve to stave off Silver's anger. He looks visibly calmer, even as he rubs the bridge of his snout. "Can you please avoid calling my son 'faggot' in future?"
"..." Well, the clarification of what she meant certainly does serve to stave off Silver's anger. He looks visibly calmer, even as he rubs the bridge of his snout. "Can you please avoid calling my son 'faggot' in future?"
>>98266
“Not that insult per se, but sure.... I... I’m sorry you had to find out this way. I’m sorry if I am being insensitive. This must be hard for you to take.”
Skies starts to giggle and almost laughs at the end of that sentence.
“Not that insult per se, but sure.... I... I’m sorry you had to find out this way. I’m sorry if I am being insensitive. This must be hard for you to take.”
Skies starts to giggle and almost laughs at the end of that sentence.
>>98268
Silver just rolls his eyes. "He might be male prostitute who services mares. Or you might just be reading into it too much. It would be like...getting idea that Spec and White were in some sort of incestuous relationship just because he wrote that they were still close."
Silver just rolls his eyes. "He might be male prostitute who services mares. Or you might just be reading into it too much. It would be like...getting idea that Spec and White were in some sort of incestuous relationship just because he wrote that they were still close."
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>>98271
"..." Silver, himself, seems a little worried about that prospect, now. "...I...do not think so?
I did not see anything like that when they still lived with me, at least."
"..." Silver, himself, seems a little worried about that prospect, now. "...I...do not think so?
I did not see anything like that when they still lived with me, at least."
>>98274
Dangit, I thought I'd have a laptop here. Well, if you want to continue, I'm sorta ready now.
Dangit, I thought I'd have a laptop here. Well, if you want to continue, I'm sorta ready now.
>>98278
"I just...I really would rather stay here, with you two. I do not even have to sleep on bed, if there is problem with me sleeping there." He sighs. "But...if you truly do not want me to stay for tonight, then I will not argue any further."
"I just...I really would rather stay here, with you two. I do not even have to sleep on bed, if there is problem with me sleeping there." He sighs. "But...if you truly do not want me to stay for tonight, then I will not argue any further."
>>98284
He just shrugs, moving his stuff around to serve as a makeshift bed. "Alright then, if you insist."
He just shrugs, moving his stuff around to serve as a makeshift bed. "Alright then, if you insist."
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And thus Skies lays there, frustrated
>>98291
Silver feels like he's gone through this before, tonight. "Skies, if there is issue, telling us will allow us to figure out what we need to do to make it better. We can not fix something if we do not know what problem is."
Silver feels like he's gone through this before, tonight. "Skies, if there is issue, telling us will allow us to figure out what we need to do to make it better. We can not fix something if we do not know what problem is."
>>98296
"I'm not to nice,But.... I'll make a case for you."
Dark Star kisses her on the cheek and strokes the back of her mane
"I'm not to nice,But.... I'll make a case for you."
Dark Star kisses her on the cheek and strokes the back of her mane
>>98297
*coo*
A light smile comes upon her face as her eyes remain closed. She moves her head just a little, pleased by this
*coo*
A light smile comes upon her face as her eyes remain closed. She moves her head just a little, pleased by this
>>98299
Dark Star strokes her wings
"I'm gonna cuddle the buck out of you"
Then he wraps all four legs around her
Dark Star strokes her wings
"I'm gonna cuddle the buck out of you"
Then he wraps all four legs around her
>>98304
"Bleib in diesem Raum. Dies wird wahrscheinlich unordentlich." He says, trying to adopt the stern face of the pony he's mimicking.
"Bleib in diesem Raum. Dies wird wahrscheinlich unordentlich." He says, trying to adopt the stern face of the pony he's mimicking.
>>98305
Wesley nods with an uneasy look on his face
Kerr nods, but more seriously, like he's trying to imitate the courage of soldier
Wesley nods with an uneasy look on his face
Kerr nods, but more seriously, like he's trying to imitate the courage of soldier
>>98307
He can just go to sleep now
She looks back at him, and smiles warmly. She's definitely in a better mood than a few minutes ago
He can just go to sleep now
She looks back at him, and smiles warmly. She's definitely in a better mood than a few minutes ago
>>98312
I'm looking for the size of the room, the amount of space around the 4 ponies and their hostage, the general appearance and possible rank of the 4 resistance members, what they're armed with, the works.
I'm looking for the size of the room, the amount of space around the 4 ponies and their hostage, the general appearance and possible rank of the 4 resistance members, what they're armed with, the works.
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>>98313
He’s looking down into a coach car, something like 55 feet length in total not counting the vestibules and bathrooms at the ends. It consists of couch-like red seats that face each other with a space between them, one pair on each side. Two of the partisans are in the coach closer to Brie’s current position. Both seem to be talking to passengers, of whom there are fully around 30 in this car, with postures varying from subdued to enthusiastic. Both have carbines. In a section toward the end of the car are two more partisans, standing to either side of a kneeling prisoner. The prisoner is an older stallion, a Midnight blue Bat pony with charcoal and black mane. He has a pissed off expression on his face (they are facing in Brie’s direction, more or less) and two legs are restrained. Near the prisoner is a lime green Unicorn mare with a tan cap and a beige uniform. She is unambiguously the ranking officer. She is taking to the prisoner, or trying to, anyways. The two guards of the prisoner have carbines and are more alert than the other two. There is some room to walk around, but it is hardly open, and the corridor down the center is at most three feet wide, perhaps more like two feet
>>98315
Just getting (decaf) coffee
>>98314
You can decide what you want to do.
He’s looking down into a coach car, something like 55 feet length in total not counting the vestibules and bathrooms at the ends. It consists of couch-like red seats that face each other with a space between them, one pair on each side. Two of the partisans are in the coach closer to Brie’s current position. Both seem to be talking to passengers, of whom there are fully around 30 in this car, with postures varying from subdued to enthusiastic. Both have carbines. In a section toward the end of the car are two more partisans, standing to either side of a kneeling prisoner. The prisoner is an older stallion, a Midnight blue Bat pony with charcoal and black mane. He has a pissed off expression on his face (they are facing in Brie’s direction, more or less) and two legs are restrained. Near the prisoner is a lime green Unicorn mare with a tan cap and a beige uniform. She is unambiguously the ranking officer. She is taking to the prisoner, or trying to, anyways. The two guards of the prisoner have carbines and are more alert than the other two. There is some room to walk around, but it is hardly open, and the corridor down the center is at most three feet wide, perhaps more like two feet
>>98315
Just getting (decaf) coffee
>>98314
You can decide what you want to do.
>>98317
Well... I didn't get much of an idea of where this whole situation turned, but I don't think I ever made it out of Brie's room. I look around first to see if there have left the car.
Well... I didn't get much of an idea of where this whole situation turned, but I don't think I ever made it out of Brie's room. I look around first to see if there have left the car.
>>98317
"Hmmm, lots of potentially collateral damage,... I could use that to my benefit."
>>98318
We were just breaching the corridor outside the room when you last participated. You presumably went toward the rear cars, because Brie went toward the front, axed a pony in the dining car area, and is at an impasse that he hasn't figured out how to out-maneuver or get killed trying
"Hmmm, lots of potentially collateral damage,... I could use that to my benefit."
>>98318
We were just breaching the corridor outside the room when you last participated. You presumably went toward the rear cars, because Brie went toward the front, axed a pony in the dining car area, and is at an impasse that he hasn't figured out how to out-maneuver or get killed trying
>>98319
Brie would make a good terrorist
None of the ponies in the car seem to have noticed Brie looking in. Or at least, none of the Partisans have noticed Brie
Brie would make a good terrorist
None of the ponies in the car seem to have noticed Brie looking in. Or at least, none of the Partisans have noticed Brie
>>98320
"Okay, ich habe einen Plan. Es ist riskant, aber es ist unsere einzige Option." Brie says, handing his remaining bits and certificates to Kerr and Wesley. "Geh zurück ins Zimmer. Wenn ich nicht innerhalb einer Stunde zurück bin, versuchen Sie, den Zug zu verlassen, indem Sie die Passagen zwischen den Autos benutzen."
"Okay, ich habe einen Plan. Es ist riskant, aber es ist unsere einzige Option." Brie says, handing his remaining bits and certificates to Kerr and Wesley. "Geh zurück ins Zimmer. Wenn ich nicht innerhalb einer Stunde zurück bin, versuchen Sie, den Zug zu verlassen, indem Sie die Passagen zwischen den Autos benutzen."
"Wesley Wenn dieses kleine gebogene Metallstück nach hinten gezogen wird, feuert die Waffe. Stellen Sie sicher, dass der Lauf auf Ihren Feind gerichtet ist, und achten Sie auf den Rückstoß."
I THINK it was Wesley who took the carbine, I could be wrong though.
I THINK it was Wesley who took the carbine, I could be wrong though.
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>>98326
Brie adopts his most convincing military-esque posture and opens the door to enter the next room, a pair of daggers in hoof. Before any of the partisans can fully respond he belts out "Mare (ma'am)! I must speak with you at once!"
Brie adopts his most convincing military-esque posture and opens the door to enter the next room, a pair of daggers in hoof. Before any of the partisans can fully respond he belts out "Mare (ma'am)! I must speak with you at once!"
>>98328
"We found a Lavender, but she doesn't match the pony we're looking for. We're holding her in the dining car." Brie says continuing forward toward the green unicorn.
"We found a Lavender, but she doesn't match the pony we're looking for. We're holding her in the dining car." Brie says continuing forward toward the green unicorn.
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[1d20+4 = 7]
>>98330
“Lavender? Are you talking about private Lavender? No, I am asking if you found Pinkie Pie.”
Brie should roll for Disguise
>>98330
“Lavender? Are you talking about private Lavender? No, I am asking if you found Pinkie Pie.”
Brie should roll for Disguise
>>98333
I mean, they did say multiple times before that they were looking for Pinkie...and that Lavender was the Private that Brie stabbed.
I mean, they did say multiple times before that they were looking for Pinkie...and that Lavender was the Private that Brie stabbed.
>>98336
I mean, Brie wouldn't have stopped his approach, his intent WAS to close distance between the two of them
I mean, Brie wouldn't have stopped his approach, his intent WAS to close distance between the two of them
[1d20+7 = 23]
>>98337
"Excuse me ma'am, I misspoke. I meant Pinkie Pie, private Lavender has her in custody. But yes, she doesn't match the Pinkie Pie we're looking for."
Bluff
>>98337
"Excuse me ma'am, I misspoke. I meant Pinkie Pie, private Lavender has her in custody. But yes, she doesn't match the Pinkie Pie we're looking for."
Bluff
[1d20+7 = 8]
>>98343
"I hadn't realized there was a change, but I did get punched in the throat further down the corridor." Brie keeps on advancing.
Bluff
How far is Brie from her?
>>98343
"I hadn't realized there was a change, but I did get punched in the throat further down the corridor." Brie keeps on advancing.
Bluff
How far is Brie from her?
FUCK
>>98348
Please be specific about his range
Please be specific about his range
>>98351
I mean 30 feet, the maximum of ranged weapons for sneak attack bonus. Maybe 25 feet. He is melee range from the two partisans.
I mean 30 feet, the maximum of ranged weapons for sneak attack bonus. Maybe 25 feet. He is melee range from the two partisans.
[1d20+3 = 9]
[1d20+7 = 14]
>>98352
Fine, plan alpha-c
Grapple nearest partisan, using bluff to attempt to deny dex bonus. +7 is the bluff, +3 is the grapple
[1d20+7 = 14]
>>98352
Fine, plan alpha-c
Grapple nearest partisan, using bluff to attempt to deny dex bonus. +7 is the bluff, +3 is the grapple
>>98356
uhm,....
>To start a grapple, you need to grab and hold your target. Starting a grapple requires a successful melee attack roll (that disregards armor bonus btw)
uhm,....
>To start a grapple, you need to grab and hold your target. Starting a grapple requires a successful melee attack roll (that disregards armor bonus btw)
>>98361
Nah, he might have passed the bluff, but even so he didn't pass the 10 base AC even without dexterity
Nah, he might have passed the bluff, but even so he didn't pass the 10 base AC even without dexterity
>>98362
Well.... that’s an even worse position to be in
The partisan hits him with the butt of his carbine
Well.... that’s an even worse position to be in
The partisan hits him with the butt of his carbine
>>98366
Brie uses tumbling (+3 ac) while repositioning himself so that his back is to the wall, and there is one (or more) partisans between him and the rest of his opponents
Brie uses tumbling (+3 ac) while repositioning himself so that his back is to the wall, and there is one (or more) partisans between him and the rest of his opponents
>>98367
Is he trying to tumble past these two to the end of the car, Otis he going to the side of the rail car?
Is he trying to tumble past these two to the end of the car, Otis he going to the side of the rail car?
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>>98369
It's something along these lines. Remember that the whole car is divided into sections of seats facing each other, and that there are a decent number of civilian passengers
It's something along these lines. Remember that the whole car is divided into sections of seats facing each other, and that there are a decent number of civilian passengers
>>98372
No, tumbling gives him a +3 to AC against whatever they might do. If moving as he is separates him from one of his threatening opponents, they get an attack of opportunity, but that's all on you.
No, tumbling gives him a +3 to AC against whatever they might do. If moving as he is separates him from one of his threatening opponents, they get an attack of opportunity, but that's all on you.
>>98377
But as Brie feels himself throbbing in pain from the rifle butt slammed into his back...
BANG
BANG BANG
See you
But as Brie feels himself throbbing in pain from the rifle butt slammed into his back...
BANG
BANG BANG
See you
>>98382
I think so. My phone is not doing me any favors either with current battery charge, so I'll be forced to scram as well
I think so. My phone is not doing me any favors either with current battery charge, so I'll be forced to scram as well
Well, as Silver lays in his makeshift bed, he ends the day on a bit of a lower note. He has discovered that his only living son is infected with the gays, maybe. The stallion he loved has firmly rejected his advances. And the mare he fancied, it turns out, is actually a bit of a cunt.
As for Dark Star - whatever he was feeling before, whatever his train of thoughts - they are probably better now, with Skies cuddled between his legs
As for Dark Star - whatever he was feeling before, whatever his train of thoughts - they are probably better now, with Skies cuddled between his legs
>>98391
>>98392
Technically speaking, he would have to turn away from the guns in order to engage the opponents immediately to his side. This and the fact that he would be between the partisans and shooters means he is flanked, which denies his dexterity bonus. Since he's trying to get behind the pink pony, he wouldn't have taken a hit to his back, but that's a moot point.
Tl;dr No. Unless all 3 shots missed, or someone else is shooting, the overwhelming probability is that Brie just died.
>>98392
Technically speaking, he would have to turn away from the guns in order to engage the opponents immediately to his side. This and the fact that he would be between the partisans and shooters means he is flanked, which denies his dexterity bonus. Since he's trying to get behind the pink pony, he wouldn't have taken a hit to his back, but that's a moot point.
Tl;dr No. Unless all 3 shots missed, or someone else is shooting, the overwhelming probability is that Brie just died.
>>98390
>>98393
A thought, but not one immediately validated by Brie's experience.
The Pink pony levels her carbine at the mysterious pony or bug that takes the form of one of her comrades, but does not shoot, at least, not yet. When the shots are heard, the green pegasus stallion behind her dives down into a prone position. She remains up for a second longer, then falls to the ground herself, still looking at Brie, but not able to effectively keep a ready stance. She looks more than a little confused and afraid. This is nothing compared to the white earth pony stallion (civilian) in the seat to the left of Brie, who was already afraid, and now falls on his belly and covers his eyes with his hooves. No shattering of glass nor thud accompanies the sound of the gunshots, which sound like they are coming from outside. The Lime green unicorn remains standing, and looks out the window to her left
"Sentries are under attack!"
Bang
Bang Bang
>>98387
Who knows. But Vanhoover at the beginning of the Great War is not great betting odds
>>98393
A thought, but not one immediately validated by Brie's experience.
The Pink pony levels her carbine at the mysterious pony or bug that takes the form of one of her comrades, but does not shoot, at least, not yet. When the shots are heard, the green pegasus stallion behind her dives down into a prone position. She remains up for a second longer, then falls to the ground herself, still looking at Brie, but not able to effectively keep a ready stance. She looks more than a little confused and afraid. This is nothing compared to the white earth pony stallion (civilian) in the seat to the left of Brie, who was already afraid, and now falls on his belly and covers his eyes with his hooves. No shattering of glass nor thud accompanies the sound of the gunshots, which sound like they are coming from outside. The Lime green unicorn remains standing, and looks out the window to her left
"Sentries are under attack!"
Bang
Bang Bang
>>98387
Who knows. But Vanhoover at the beginning of the Great War is not great betting odds
[1d20+3 = 12]
[1d20+7 = 23]
>>98394
If that's how you want to play it
Unwilling to see if he's been shot or how badly, Brie seizes on the pumping adrenaline coursing through his body, turns, and plants both his daggers into the Lime Green officer's face.
not literally going for the face, just posturing
[1d20+7 = 23]
>>98394
If that's how you want to play it
Unwilling to see if he's been shot or how badly, Brie seizes on the pumping adrenaline coursing through his body, turns, and plants both his daggers into the Lime Green officer's face.
not literally going for the face, just posturing
>>98395
Do you mean he throws them at her? The only pony within easy melee range is the pink mare, although the stallion behind her is a 5 foot step away
Do you mean he throws them at her? The only pony within easy melee range is the pink mare, although the stallion behind her is a 5 foot step away
>>98395
Because of the seats, Brie has the option of ducking and thus going out of line of sight for all but the two ponies near him, and actually probably even the stallion behind the pink mare couldn't see him
\r
Because of the seats, Brie has the option of ducking and thus going out of line of sight for all but the two ponies near him, and actually probably even the stallion behind the pink mare couldn't see him
\r
>>98398
One hit, one miss. This should count as sneak attack damage as she was looking out the window to her side when Brie threw the knives. He may fall with a move action, as the pink pony tries to pick up her carbine and position it.
One hit, one miss. This should count as sneak attack damage as she was looking out the window to her side when Brie threw the knives. He may fall with a move action, as the pink pony tries to pick up her carbine and position it.
[3d6 = 13]
[1d4+1 = 3]
>>98399
Also I forgot that uncanny dodge means he doesn't lose his dex bonus even if flanked
[1d4+1 = 3]
>>98399
Also I forgot that uncanny dodge means he doesn't lose his dex bonus even if flanked
>>98404
Is he changing disguises?
Well, Brie absolutely won intiative, allowing him to act before the peaved pink probe partisan pony pulls her gun into position on the ground
Is he changing disguises?
Well, Brie absolutely won intiative, allowing him to act before the peaved pink probe partisan pony pulls her gun into position on the ground
>>98405
Obviously, but the length of time it takes to activate/change his appearance is a very crucial element to how he proceeds
Obviously, but the length of time it takes to activate/change his appearance is a very crucial element to how he proceeds
>>98406
If he has time to before grappling the pink pony, yes; he's changing his disguise into that of the pink pony.
Otherwise/afterward, he's grappling.
If he has time to before grappling the pink pony, yes; he's changing his disguise into that of the pink pony.
Otherwise/afterward, he's grappling.
[1d20-1 = -15]
>>98410
Disguise items are listed as giving a +10 to disguise attempts, he has 0 ranks in disguise, and his charisma modifier is -1. Rolling to start grapple (basic attack roll that disregards opponents armor bonus). Since pink is prone she gets a -4 to AC, but so is Brie (who gets -4 to attack). So, rolling to grab pink against whatever her modified AC is.
>>98410
Disguise items are listed as giving a +10 to disguise attempts, he has 0 ranks in disguise, and his charisma modifier is -1. Rolling to start grapple (basic attack roll that disregards opponents armor bonus). Since pink is prone she gets a -4 to AC, but so is Brie (who gets -4 to attack). So, rolling to grab pink against whatever her modified AC is.
[1d20+4 = 13]
>>98418
Okay, there is no way she is beating that. Brie has her grappled, and she has no light weapon with which to attack him. The stallion across from her and Brie is able to get his gun, but cannot do much but remained ready in absolute confusion at... basically everything. The other two guards are not visible to Brie from this angle.
Bang Bang
Bang
POW
Ignore the dice roll
>>98418
Okay, there is no way she is beating that. Brie has her grappled, and she has no light weapon with which to attack him. The stallion across from her and Brie is able to get his gun, but cannot do much but remained ready in absolute confusion at... basically everything. The other two guards are not visible to Brie from this angle.
Bang Bang
Bang
POW
Ignore the dice roll
>>98421
Spark makes sure the changelings are safely hidden back in their room and drags the crystal bartender inside to keep them out of trouble. He then advances forward to see what kind of trouble the bat got into.
Spark makes sure the changelings are safely hidden back in their room and drags the crystal bartender inside to keep them out of trouble. He then advances forward to see what kind of trouble the bat got into.
>>98422
Well, Brie isn’t in his room, the two changelings still can’t speak the language (but also don’t attack Spark). He would find a dead body in the dining car... but no sign of Brie yet
Well, Brie isn’t in his room, the two changelings still can’t speak the language (but also don’t attack Spark). He would find a dead body in the dining car... but no sign of Brie yet
>>98423
"You best not have gotten us killed before we even got close to our destination Brie..."
Stix continues to move forward, but cautiously, hoping to avoid bullets aimed his way.
"You best not have gotten us killed before we even got close to our destination Brie..."
Stix continues to move forward, but cautiously, hoping to avoid bullets aimed his way.
>>98425
Spark decides that since stealth is blown anyway, he might as well take out his pistol that was not confiscated last I recall as he steps closer and closer to the gunfire.
Spark decides that since stealth is blown anyway, he might as well take out his pistol that was not confiscated last I recall as he steps closer and closer to the gunfire.
>>98394
Eh, fair enough. It's your universe. I can introduce or suggest ideas, but it's your decision on what to implement and how.
White Light is most definitely alive, though whether she's hiding out in Equestria, captured/recruited by New Mareland, or escaped somewhere else could be debated.
Eh, fair enough. It's your universe. I can introduce or suggest ideas, but it's your decision on what to implement and how.
White Light is most definitely alive, though whether she's hiding out in Equestria, captured/recruited by New Mareland, or escaped somewhere else could be debated.
>>98426
The gunfire is occurring outside of the Train
>>98427
I don't know what happens to the divisions station at the border at the beginning of a two-front Great War - whether they are encircled and destroyed, pushed back with heavy losses, pushed back with few losses, or are redeployed to other fronts when those open up
\r
The gunfire is occurring outside of the Train
>>98427
I don't know what happens to the divisions station at the border at the beginning of a two-front Great War - whether they are encircled and destroyed, pushed back with heavy losses, pushed back with few losses, or are redeployed to other fronts when those open up
\r
>>98429
I was thinking option D and that the division his Recon Company was attached to was redeployed to the Eastern Front, but option B and C are also likely. I'm not sure on option A. If this is the AI Changeling Lands, then it's only after a complete breakdown of the Equestrian lines from a lack of ponypower that troops seem to get encircled.
I was thinking option D and that the division his Recon Company was attached to was redeployed to the Eastern Front, but option B and C are also likely. I'm not sure on option A. If this is the AI Changeling Lands, then it's only after a complete breakdown of the Equestrian lines from a lack of ponypower that troops seem to get encircled.
>>98430
>Equestria ever, under any circumstances, running low on Manpower
The Changelings always make a little advance (unless they make no advance) then stall, then either the war drags on indefinitely in stalemate, or start to lose. It's when a naval invasion takes place that they start to advance... Which I guess implies that the key is troops being redeployed elsewhere
>Equestria ever, under any circumstances, running low on Manpower
The Changelings always make a little advance (unless they make no advance) then stall, then either the war drags on indefinitely in stalemate, or start to lose. It's when a naval invasion takes place that they start to advance... Which I guess implies that the key is troops being redeployed elsewhere
>>98431
It honest to god happened in the game I'm currently in the middle of. Equestria stalled the war for about a year before they ran completely out of ponypower.
It honest to god happened in the game I'm currently in the middle of. Equestria stalled the war for about a year before they ran completely out of ponypower.
>>98429
I know that, what I mean is forward. Spark continues forward until he finds Brie or is stopped by more threats.
I know that, what I mean is forward. Spark continues forward until he finds Brie or is stopped by more threats.
>>98435
Three on the ground between seats nearer the front, two standing further away looking outside and back, one on the round, one restless bat pony
Three on the ground between seats nearer the front, two standing further away looking outside and back, one on the round, one restless bat pony
>>98436
I am debating what to do from here... I suppose the only thing a illusionist would likely do is stay back for a moment and decide the best distraction for the job.
I am debating what to do from here... I suppose the only thing a illusionist would likely do is stay back for a moment and decide the best distraction for the job.
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>>98442
If I was in a situation where I was getting shot at, I would be on edge for attackers that start running up on me. There is a better chance of them not hearing me sneaking over the gun fire... at least I think so.
If I was in a situation where I was getting shot at, I would be on edge for attackers that start running up on me. There is a better chance of them not hearing me sneaking over the gun fire... at least I think so.
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[1d20 = 11]
>>98446
Gulp. Spark enters the room and hopes that this isn't the worst mistake he has made today.
>>98446
Gulp. Spark enters the room and hopes that this isn't the worst mistake he has made today.
>>98448
More sounds of gunshots coming outside and to the left
He can’t percectly hide for obvious reasons, but he isn’t noticed on the first couple seats
More sounds of gunshots coming outside and to the left
He can’t percectly hide for obvious reasons, but he isn’t noticed on the first couple seats
What do you call a crystal horse with a halberd?
Late to sessions as usual
Late to sessions as usual
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