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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>>97530Iron nodswith bullet wounds all over his chest and sides as he's dragging the banditos and piling them up.
"It seems these ponies were packing many things that
may be of use, but I am unsure. Take a look at their pouches."
He resumes staring at the idol he left on the ground as the SMGs clank on his back.
(Why would some banditos carry something like this? It does not seem like them to worship a possible deity. Maybe they stole it from a tribe nearby?)
>>97533I’m seeing a scene where Brie is running from changelings disguised as soldiers
>>97534“Woah.... I thought I heard something”
>>97535I was more having them escort him as though he was already in custody of sorts. I was hoping to glean some info out of the partisan before I kill him.
>>97535Iron chuckles.
"It hurt my poor little ears," he says as he voluntarily flops them around.
Finishing the body pileup, he goes to the idol and picks it up, trying hard to remember many of his elders' classes to maybe get a hint on who it belongs to.
Is Pavel here?
>>97536Hmmm
They are disguised as random ponies in uniforms, right?
>>97537Xototl, god of Death, a monstrous dog that either guides the dead on their journey to the afterlife, or rains down fire from the heavens>>97539Iron's faces turns to horror at the now fully recognized deity, his eyes turning to pinpricks as he
really respectfully places on the ground and backpedals the length of a foreleg.
(Why do they have
this deity in particular? Shit!)
He turns to Cauldron.
"Cauldron, do you have something to tie ponies down on hoof? I need to interrogate these idiots!"
>>97542*places the idol on the ground
>>97541F
Now get out of this meta gaming path
>>97540Alright, let’s try this again
>>97542“Huh? Oh, yes. Some shirt rips here, some twine here...”
She hands over said instruments
>>97544"Tie them up. I need to ask them a few questions about their belongings, with force if necessary."
>>97548He knows you're trying to witness SilverSkies fucking.
>>97545She shrugs
“Alright”
And ties up the three ponies
[1d20+11 = 21]>>97550He plants the three captives in a line.
In the mind of a native, he believes that only one thing could wake up a stallion: You slap his face.
Thus, he slaps the face of the first assailant that fired his SMG at him.
>>97551He’s pretty slapped alright
“Que? Que?”
>>97552He glares quite hard at the conscious pony, as if he said her mother was actually fucking more than his father.
He points at the idol
"¿Donde conseguiste esto?"
>>97553“No te voy a decir una mierda”
[1d20+8 = 23]>>97554Iron raises an eyebrow.
"Ah, si? Sabés que tenes muchos huesos que romper aún. ¿Estás absolutamente seguro de que querés sentirlos todos quebrados?"
*snaps out of his stupor*
"sorry I was in a post hangover stupor what was the question?"
>>97555His eyes go wide... so very wide
“Está bien, está bien, te lo diré. Hubo un sitio arcgelógico que algunas universidades contrataron en el sitio más allá del agujero del fregadero. El líder bandido quería robar el lugar, así que fuimos allí. Cuando llegamos allí, encontramos un campamento sin ponis en él. pero este ídolo estaba sentado en el suelo en medio del campamento, así que lo tomamos.”
>>97540Um...
>>97557He returns!
>>97556Iron feels like something really bad has happened back there. It could probably mean there's a great danger coming this way.
"¿Cuál de ustedes tres es el líder?"
>>97534He laughs just a little
“No nos deja pronunciar su nombre. Para ti, él es "el rey de los bandidos".”
>>97562Iron rolls his eyes.
"En donde está el sitio que robaron este ídolo?"
>>97563He first says
“Ten cuidado. Él puede cortar eso.”
Then he says
“Más allá del valle, a través de la colina, mil pasos más allá del agujero del fregadero”
[1d20+11 = 30]>>97564Iron ponder for a bit, then smakcs the pony into unconsciousness again.
He turns to Cauldron.
"If you have something to write, write what I am going to say: There's an archeology site following the valley, through the cliffs and a thousands steps further of the waterhole."
He pants slightly.
"I will not mind you giving some health potions if you have them. As soon as we check out the plae, the more likely this idol can return to its rightful place."
>>97557"I asked if you knew how to pick a lock."
[1d20 = 17]>>97566"Absolutely brother"
*pulls out my pick set and starts on the door*
>>97565"Huh?" She looks confused again as she looks away from her seedling and then towards Iron
"Oh, yes."
She then digs through her pack, pulls out a journal, and starts to write in it. She doesn't seem to need Iron to repeat the phrase he said before to write it down.
>>97567*click* the door lock clicks. Only a few seconds pass before
"What in Tartarus are you doing?" A white unicorn mare with bright red mane curled up into balls asks. She is wearing a blue uniform. Yes, a police mare's uniform
>>97568Iron blinks.
"Wait, did we stock ourselves with healing potions just in case we ran into predators?"
Is anypony available tonight?
For some reason, I feel like revisiting the cringe from a few days ago
>>97570Yer mom's available tonight
Maybe, not sure yet >>97570So... are you still up for the mystery of the dog idol?
Yeah, I'm here for a bit. A few hours at least
>>97577Sure
Cauldron looks at Iron, does a sort of half grin, and says "I don't have any healing
potions per se, but I did pick up some of these leaves. Chew on them and it should help you a little
She hands over some leaves from her pack
>>97578Alright. So Brie is trying to run in pretending to be a prisoner in the dining car
>>97579Iron gladly takes the leaves and chews on them with gusto, not really seeing the issue of eating these leaves.
>>97581They are... well, they definitely have a painkilling and stimulating effect. Iron can reasonably believe he can take a bit more damage now. For good measure, Cauldron takes out some bandages
"Let me stop the bleeding..."
>>97579Let me explain. Brie had expected the two disguised Lings to present him to the partisan, at which point Brie would bombard the partisan with (appropriate) demands for information, explanation, etc., before sticking at least two knives in him.
Aaaaand ACTION
>>97582Iron nods and presents his shot-up body to the zebra.
"We may have to cut our botany trip short. Something is going down that could probably kill us for that one idol. However, they may grant us some sweet money if we willingly search them and give it to them. Do you want to go gain some
real money?"
>>97570I'm here, even though there's not much for me to do right at the moment. Maybe I'll try my hands at coming up with a story about Silver or one of his family members, or creating a new creature for the GM to torment us with.