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
[Read more] 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
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