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.
The long train ride from Baltimare to Bales has been interrupted by a group of partisan fighters, claiming to be looking for none other than Pinkie Pie, who has been kept prisoner since the end of the war. They don't seem to have found their prize, but they do seem to have found a very pissed off Brie, Onyx, and Spark, as well as another Bat Pony, and both groups have been interrupted by a new set of intruders. In Baltimare, Silver, Dark Star, and Iron await a new and uncertain dawn.
>>99000Here's hoping we can actually hit Day 6 in this thread. Also hoping the train gang returns so we can actually finish that encounter and move onto the next day.
>>99003inb4 it's already day 6 but you didn't notice
>>99004I mean, either Silver or Dark Star (or Iron for that matter) could just say “my character sleeps until morning, and wakes up”
>>99005Thinking about it, honestly, but I really don't want to completely desync with the timeline. It's happened once already, and it's hell.
>>99006The train is 500 miles away
>>99008What if we do everything for day 6? We would be here yet again, now having to wait the train fellows for a day and then some.
Are we seriously only 5 days in still?
>>99010Yes. Train time needs to end to jump into day 6
>>99011Its a pity there's a bunch of ponies to kill
>>99012Truly the saddest of fates for us all.
>>99012But you can help that
[1d20+7 = 14]
"What's the status of the Engine?" Brie assumes a confident and "I'm supposed to be here" posture.
Bluff
>>99015They blink
“It’s... stopped now.” Answers the closest of the postal workers
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>>99016"I mean is it secure, or has it been compromised?" Brie doesn't hide the fact that he felt that was a rather thick response.
>>99017A different postal worker answers. The further away postal worker, a jade green Pegasus answers now
“We don’t know. We just know there have been attempts to break into this car.”
Then the Midnight blue bat, Ozren, gives his own answer
“I intend to find out”
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>>99018"But you haven't tried going
into the engine? Fuckin' n0obs." He says, frogging a pair of daggers (he's down to 8 or 9, depending on if the one pony got a knife to the face). "Have you tried knocking?"
>>99019“
They have tried knocking”
He says
Then Ozren says
“They are postal workers, not engineers”
He goes forward, towards the door on the far end
>>99020"If you want to do things the hard way,..." Brie changes his appearance to mimic the lime green officer. "Tell you what. If I get shot, we can do it your way."
>>99021The jade postal worker moves aside, because it looks like Brie is not, in fact, the least patient bat in the room. Ozren moves to the door, twists a knob on it, pulls a lever down, then pulls the door in.
Through the open door Brie can see that this gap between the RPO and the locomotive does not have a cover connecting the cars, like the other gaps between cars. It is exposed to the outside. Ozren looks over.
“Is this other door locked?”
>>99022"You're asking me? I just got here. Let me take a look." Brie goes over and inspects the lock.
[1d20+7 = 23]>>99023It does not appear to be tampered with, but....
From above, a pony drops down onto the coupling. A burgundy Pegasus. She is old looking, and has noticeable scars on her, including around her right eye, both eyes glowing gold. She is carrying, of all things, a sword, shorter in length and with a curve.
And...
[1d20+5 = 20]>>99024Lets see
>>99024>>99025That's some spooky dice rolls.
>>99025>>99024She immediately swings her sword, upwards and down upon the nearest target. Not Brie, but Ozren, who was standing further out. He holds his carbine between his hooves, and raises it up, blocking the sword
[1d20+3 = 13]>>99027Initiative?
>>99028Oh no, that’s already started. Brie May act in whatever way, including attacking now
>>99029Wait, the train is stopped. Brie takes flight and tries to position himself (on top of the engine, if possible/necessary) to surround the pegasus.
>>99030Well, maybe. The door itself is narrow, as is the gap between the locomotive and the RPO, so taking flight would require basically already require getting to her side
>>99031So,... tumbling to maneuver around?
>>99033Success. Brie rolls out through the door, under and besides Ozren, and off to the right of the Burgundy Pegasus, who is standing on the coupling. Brie falls off unto the rocks of the train tracks under the cars, and lands gracefully enough, placing him about a foot lower than the Pegasus, who is still aiming her sword at Ozren
[1d20+5 = 8][1d20+9 = 27]>>99035So now that Brie has flanking Brie starts planting roses (and by roses, I mean knives).
Modified for flanking bonus
>>99036One flies right past her, another hits her in the side of her barrel
>>99037>barrelEh? Okay,....
[1d4+1 = 4]>>99039Oh. Huh. Thats,... okay. I did not know that.
[1d20+5 = 6]>>99040The knife sticks into her side and draws blood. She moves a hoof to pull it out, and drops it on the ground.
Finding herself flanked by a pony with the ability to tumble out, and facing a reasonably skilled pony, plus two postal workers with shotguns, the old mare looks over to the side, and herself tries to tumble away, to the left.
>>99041And she simply falls
>>99042>>99041I sure hope you weren't banking on the mystery swordmare surviving, because that's some shit luck on her part.
>>99042So,... Ozren's turn?
>>99044He moves forward, and pulls on the door
“Give me a key!”
[1d20+11 = 30]>>99045"Gait aside, do try to keep the angry pegasus occupied,...." Brie says rolling his eyes and pulling out his lockpicks.
Rolling
>>99046She tries to pull back for the moment, rolling over the side. The door comes open at Brie’s efforts, and Ozren swings it open, trying to enter as quickly as possible.
>>99047"You're welcome! Sorry for the whole leg stabbing thing!" Brie calls as he rushes away.
He frogs another pair of daggers.
"Now then. Shall we dance?"
>>99048If she’s looking to dance, she doesn’t respond to Brie immediately
>>99049Brie frogs more daggers
>>99050Ozren goes through into the locomotive unit, disappearing out of line of sight
>>99051>>99050And the postal workers close the door to the RPO, not enthusiastic for any battle
>>99053Brie may now go into the locomotive, move around outside, or bet the postal workers to let him back in
[1d20+3 = 7][1d20+7 = 26]>>99054Oh right, I'm gonna leave an unvanquished opponent,....
Sticking
>>99055In this time, she’s moved away a bit, but not entirely out of line of sight.
If thrown, one knife hits her
[1d4+1 = 4]>>99056That was the idea
>>99057She’s hit again, and it seems the injury is enough to deter her from immediate further engagement
>>99058"Not getting cold feet are you? I don't suppose you could return those two? They're kind of sentimental." Brie taunts the pegasus, while drawing another pair. "I mean I have some more, but I
am running low,..."
>>99059She gets back up, holding her sword
“Did you want something?”
>>99060"Those two blades sticking out of you, if you wouldn't mind."
[1d20+5 = 21]>>99061She pulls one out - the one that landed - and throws it back
“Find the other two yourself”
>>99062>>99061And it hits Brie
>>99063"Much obliged. I've lost so many killing your comrades. Who is it you all are again?"
Is she proficient with throwing knives?
>>99065What kind of bandit would she be if she wasn’t?“Comrades, ha!”
>>99066Fair enough"I was trying to be nice. Would 'controllers' have been more accurate? Perhaps 'taskmasters'?" Brie says, retrieving the knife she threw back and otherwise disregarding the damage.
>>99069“No... It’s just us out here. Perhaps you’re thinking of those ‘freedom fighters’. We have nothing to do with them.”
She uses her wings to make air quotes
>>99067>Changelings and Griffins together as oneGood, then we can kill ‘em both in the same stroke
>>99071Now you're speakin' my language.
>>99070"Well that's just disappointing. I hope you don't expect me to learn
your names, because I'm quite disinterested in caring who I scrape off my hoof."
>>99073She half smiles at Brie, or rather, she raises her lips on the left side of her face as if in a smile.
“It’s Red Morning. And you can tell your friends.”
>>99074Keep in mind that unless she can see through illusions (which as a player I would wager she can, since she was introduced with glowing eyes) Brie still looks like a lime green unicorn.
"She says its Red Morning!" Brie shouts, then waits. "Hmmm, it seems they're as disinterested as I am."
Also keep in mind, Brie is deliberately trying to buy Ozren or whatever his name was, some time to get the engine going again
>>99075I recalled Brie removing the illusion altogether when he tried to reconcile with Snowflake, although I think maybe he added another illusion when he went to get the changelings? In any event, this particular Pegasus has not seen the lime green unicorn as she arrived after the the lime green unicorn was on the train. So unless Brie has partisan colors on...So Brie is not going into the locomotive?
She narrows her eyes a little, then nods, as her eyes come up into a full toothy smile
>>99077I see.
Red Morning’s face realizes a full, malign smile. Behind Brie, there is a very loud
BOOMBriefly, the area lights up to nearly as bright as day - or more accurately, as light as around a campfire - and the medium height grass, as well as the gravel around the tracks are fully visible, as is Morning’s faded burgundy coat. The light dies down quickly, and from somewhere behind Brie a smoking something (it looking like a can) is tossed over Brie’s head, hitting the slopes ground around the tracks and rolling down, maybe ten feet from Brie to his left and about the same distance away from Red Morning, a bit to her left and in front of her.
Red morning breaks off her stare, ducks her head down, then pulls her forehooves up around her head. Her wings spread forward around her face as well, as she pulls down.
Roll Reflex Save
>>99078I can't stay long, but I need to know what happens after I shot that one pony.
[1d20+3 = 20]>>99078Note: Evasion
[2d6 = 5]>>99079And rolling damage
>>99080The canister explodes in place, setting off a bright light and with a loud “BANG.” Another question, does Brie stay in place and dive down, dive to his right (the right of the train) or to his left (the left of the train)?
>>99082Its a reflex save, I'm surprised you're giving me a choice. With respect to Red's position, where would those options place him (closer/further)?
>>99083Down is in place, left is to her left and in front of her but slightly closer, and to the right is further away and likely out of line of sight
>>99084Definitely the right then
>>99085In retrospect, to the left wouldn’t have worked, because that’s where the flash bang landedBrie dives out of the way, and avoids being blinded or deafened. He can see over here two more bandits, both pegasi, holding guns, and with attention most on the RPO, which has a noticeable hole blown into the right side of it. One of them tries to jump on and into the car.
>>99087Brie dives down to the left and towards the side of the locomotive (on the right side), laying on the railroad tracks. There’s some yelling, and the two Pegasi jump onto the RPO,m through the hole in its side. A few letters fly around in the air, and start to slowly come down. The scene is like this for another few seconds, when there is a loud
WOOIt unmistakably comes from the locomotive
>>99087Before the sequence of events in
>>99088, there is another loud “BANG” from the RPO
>>99088Brie adjusts his disguise to appear like Red whats her name (I know, its not that far away, but I'm both not back-reading to see it and I'm trivializing her) and jumps up from his newly successful hiding spot that would have done him no good anyway. Concluding that Ozren has the engine going, he follows the 2 pegasi that jumped onto the RPO
>>99090The hole goes from a foot above the base to the very top of the RPO. There is broken wood and parts of steel containers on the floor. One of the postal workers is lying down on the ground, another cowers in the far corner, the other is not visible. The two Pegasi - one a cloudy white, the other a faded tan - talk to each other
“Safe is over here, it seems to be dislodged from the explosion.”
“I knew that was the right place.”
“Alright, now help me get this open”
The train starts to move, with a sort of jolt. Not fast at all, but the cars are starting to stretch the coupling between them
“Shit, it’s moving!”
[1d20+3 = 17][1d20+7 = 10]>>99091Brie plants another two flowers, one in each of the ponies' back
>>99092Hmmm... I don’t think the targeting of two distinct opponents in the same round is normally allowed
A song for Dark Star and Silver, who have not been seen in a while.
https://youtu.be/Rkeh50Nig5UActually this is beyond the cut off yearPlaying because it’s the ending song of Avengers End Game\r
>>99094REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SPOILERS XP
>>99094Sad day.I think I'll be available after 3 hours, roughly speaking. Not sure if the lake path is the needed calm time path and I'd want to get Iron in tiptop shape before travelling aka get the potion ready or start some more small talk.
And now, a boop for confirmation that I'm available for some RP.
>>99100REEEEEEE
Anyways, Cauldron completes her home cooking, and pokes the minty green life serum into empty liquor bottles
>>99101Iron, giddy from curing his moderate to severe wounds, takes one full life bottle and chugs like no tomorrow.
He sighs in relief, turning to Cauldron.
"Alright, we are going through a lake path in order to avoid any big ambushes. It has a lake too, if you are feeling thirsty."
>>99102“Very well.”
The three begin their trek down the hillside, through brush that is a bit thicker than before, as the trees are not as tall nor the canopies as thick as elsewhere. Some of the plants are bid deader than before, or at least, a bit yellowed. Otherwise, the journey is fairly uneventful. Cauldron enjoys the scenery, occasional looking at plants, while Pear is sometimes impatient, sometimes annoyed by the heat, and other times anxious
>>99103Iron feels slightly cheated by the lack of a lake but thinks nothing of it for now. He pokes Pear. "What can you tell me about this path that caught your eye enough to suggest it?"
>>99104“It gets us there” she says, dryly
Now who says there wasn’t a lake?
>>99094What're you talkin' 'bout? I'm always here.
>>99108>>99107You know what they say.
Three's a crowd.
>>99105Iron walks along the path, a bit confused by how she answered.
"Alright."
He takes this travelling time to spot any interesting events of nature, among other sightseeing opportunities. He cannot stay in the jungle for too long or else somepony back at his tribe would think he's trying to avoid his maturity call, but he'll take this chance to feel comfortable while it lasts.
(Nothing like a calm stroll towards battle.)
>>99109After some time, they come upon the aforementioned lake. It has a sort of “diamond” shape, as in a square where two opposing points have been stretched out. It occupies an area at the bottom of the valley, with the center looking bluer, but large areas closer to the shore appearing much more shallow and muddy. In one such area is a metal... something, shinning in the light, and appearing to be a large cylinder with a raised metal section protruding from the center, and a taller, narrower profusion at the end
>>99108Uh, to repeat what I said before, I'm not sure that attacking two distinct opponents in the same surprise round without the requisite feats and levels is possible
>>99111Iron cocks his head at the foreign metal object. He walks to the edge of the lake to get a closer look at the metal object at the shallower area of it.
"What is that?" He says out loud to no one in particular.
>>99113>>99113"Looks like a crashed plane" Pear says
On closer inspection, the object has solid metal surfaces in parts, and only ribs to show in others. it looks like at least half of the object is below the water
>>99114"Crashed plain? What does it do?"
He says as he dips his hooves in the water to attempt to look through the holes this metal object has a little closer to see what's in it.
>>99115Pear adds
"looks to be a Wirraway Dive Bomber"
Cauldron Smiles, then adds
"'Tis the Wirraway of the Lake. You may ask it it's wisdom."
Some areas look a bit broken, who knows if there is a risk of getting cut if it is touched. There's definitely something inside, looks to be debris though. It appears that there is space for at least two ponies in there
>>99107Well, yes,
now I am.
It's hard playin' vidya and checking the thread at the same time, alright?
>>99112I hit and miss the bigger one
>>99118So, commit to attacking one of the two ponies?
[3d6 = 9][1d4+1 = 5]>>99119Yes. Sneak damage
[1d20+5 = 22]>>99120That's a lot of damage. But the stealth is gone. The other one attacks back
[1d6+1 = 3]>>99121>>99120Looks like a hit with the butt of a rifle
>>99116Huh, it's the 'challenge' of the lake if (((Wikipedia))) is right about its origin word. So it's definitely New Mareland owned if Australia==New Mareland.Iron ponders for a bit. He decides to gently place his hoof on the side of this seemingly wise plane.
"Wirraway of the Lake, I wish to access your wisdom."
>>99123Oh, this is definitely a die roll
[1d20 = 4]>>99124Any mods to it?
>>99125Sadly, it looks like the Wirrary of the Lake is not in a talking mood at the moment
[1d20 = 7]>>99129Judging by your confusion, I think you weren't expecting this. Well, time to see if this plane is 'alive'.Iron looks over to Cauldron then back.
"Wirraway of tha Lake, are you there?"
>>99130Of Course I was expecting thisThe plane is non responsive
>>99131Iron blinks once.
"I think the plain is asleep."
He looks at the spots where the two ponies would reside if it were used and looks inside for anything that does not look like debris.
>>99121Is the inside completely dry?
>>99122Down to 13. Brie draws his last 2 daggers
>>99133Of the train car? Yes. Yes it is.
“Did you forget about me already, Changeling?”
Brie can hear behind him
>>99132There are of course shards of metal, pieces of glass, and also, straps of leather in the front section. The rear section has much the same, a notebook, and what looks to be a very, very large black gun
>>99134"I thought it best. It would never work out between us and we should go our separate ways, Red Whatever-you-said your name was." Brie doesn't hide his sarcasm
>>99135Iron pokes the very very large gun at the rear section.
(A strange thing to see. It looks to be quite heavy.)
He decides to check the notebook first before doing anything that could damage the Wirraway of the Lake, opening on its first page.
[1d20+5 = 10]>>99137Looks to have another map of the area, as well as photographs, also of the area.
>>99136And attack
>>99138>>99136But the melee instrument fails to land
>>99138Iron nods to himself. He takes it and passes it to Pear.
"Is there something that catches your eye for this map?"
>>99140“That settlement didn’t seem to be there on our map... these photos would have been really useful before.”
>>99141Iron nods.
"Excellent. Keep it. It seems you have acquired new places to study later."
With that, he walks back to the plane to inspect the big gun at the rear again.
(Is this thing fixed to it? Will it break if I pull it? It seems like it would sell well with any sort of tool user experts.)
>>99142It is very big, and seems to be fixed to it. Whether it can be detached is hard to determine
>>99143How big are we talking about? Is it as big as a whole foreleg?
>>99144A regular rifle is bigger than a foreleg. Like thirty pounds and three or so feet long
>>99145Iron nods, concluding that the plane would get upset if he were to pull its gun out of it.
He walks back to the dryland a little content by obtaining some more useful intel.
"I think that is all there is inside that plain. Shall we go?"
>>99146“Take another look at the map”
>>99147"Oh. Alright then."
He proceeds to do so, trying to see what new information has been obtained.
>>99148More detail on the layout of the temple, and sone sort of settlement to the north that looks a bit like a camp
>>99149Iron's torch turns on.
"Ah! So that was what you meant by a sort of settlement nearby that did not appear before."
He makes a mental note of the temple's layout for when the time comes.
"Do you suggest paying a visit to the camp?"
>>99150“Huh? What is it?”
Pear doesn’t seem to understand
>>99151Iron blinks in confusion.
"This one over here. You
were pointing this part out on the map for me to check out, right?"
>>99152“... No...”
She takes the map, and looks at it more closely
>>99153He walks next to her and points where the camp is supposed to be.
"This little place right there. Is that not right?"
>>99154The location is clearly marked as more important in the notebook
“Huh... this must have been the bomber’s target.”
>>99155Iron cocks his head, not understanding bombardment concepts.
"What is that metal thing supposed to do? Drop in like it did at the lake and destroy the camp with it?"
>>99156“I don’t think that was their plan...”
She looks at it further, then a grin takes over her face
“This must be the bandit’s staging area.”
>>99157Iron smiles.
"Now that is more like it. How would we be able to reach there according to the map?"
>>99158“It’s on the other side of this mountain.”
>>99159"Can it be travelled through or across said mountain?"
>>99160“Yes. It must be, if they can get to us. Unless you’d prefer the air route.”
She looks over at the decayed plane wreckage
>>99161Iron nods.
"Then it is settled. We change course towards the camp through the mountain if possible. Point me towards the direction the mountain is and we shall start our travel."
>>99163"What do you mean? Is the camp not where the bandits are residing?"
>>99164She blinks
“Why would we go to the bandits.”
>>99165Iron thinks for a bit.
"I was thinking to strike them to prevent any further ambushes for your safe extraction. The best defense is a good offense, after all."
>>99166Cauldron pulls forward
“You said we were getting money. Do you really want us to get killed in the process?”
Pear, however, says
“On second thought... Yes. We should.”
>>99167Ooh. Pear seems quite interested.Iron shakes his head.
"I understand the danger of facing his ponies now, but if we do not crush them, they will haunt us for longer and sabotage our lives. We need to show that we are not ponies that should be messed with. Keep in mind that more ponies mean more things we can sell later."
Besides, I want great cleave to be useful for once. Damn feat.
>>99168I don’t know about starting any gang wars...”
Pear says
“As he says, better to attack them on our terms then let them attack us on their’s.”
“Alright...”
Cauldron seems unconvinced, but acquiesces
>>99169Iron nods.
"It is settled. We shall go to the camp and deal with them. We march."
With that, he awaits Pear's direction to start the travel in the usual travel formation of Iron at the front and Cauldron at the back.
(The money we will get after getting all of these bandits' loot will be quite larger. Cauldron will thank me later as long as we succeed. Still, there might be the possibility of causing some turmoil in the gang but how would they know our afilliation? I am just a rookie while Cauldron is a grunt, nevermind the archeologist making things more confusing. Focus on downing all the ponies there and getting their stuff. The profit will be worth it.)
>>99170Thus, they go. The position seems to be over the hill, and down around the other side. This area is more filled with brush than trees, though there are enough high canopied trees to break line of sight. Pear regularly stops to try to evaluate their position and make adjustments to their movement
>>99171Iron goes along with it.
(Pear seems to be a lot more confident now that she has someone to act as brawn. I wonder if the bandits took some of the archeologists captive to know the temple's layout.)
>>99173Hmmm... do I want to lead into the big fight now
>>99174You can stall it if you need to. I'm approaching sudden sleepiness hours. It'll serve to give bathorse some more time to wrap up his business and would mean having max focus tomorrow, both me and you.
>>99175I’ll say at least thisAfter some time, they come upon what must be the camp. It’s a clearing with several tents in the foreground, as well as a fire. From Iron’s side there are trees that are taller, as well as some brush, to allow for cover. There is a set of raised rocks behind that part of the camp with a larger rectangular tent above it, and to the right is a pathway. There is a sense that this is not the totality of the camp, and that more exists to the right and behind what is immediately visible.
Dark Star hasn’t been seen for five days and Silver isn’t active, but nevertheless:
Skies wakes up, pulls herself out from under Dark Star, and goes to shower
>>99178Speaking of inactive players...
I should be free tonight and tomorrow, but from then on it is pure chaos.
And I didn't see if my damage to the pony with a gun did anything. I may have missed that, but I am still wondering if I got at least one before I find myself the one taking damage and/or falling to the ground.
>>99178Dark Star is reluctant to let go of her but he complies after a few minutes then he cutely pouts.
[1d20+2 = 17]>>99181“D’aww. Did you want to do more cuddling?”
>>99180Shimmer’s shot hits the pony and does damage, causing him to bleed from his chest. He levels his carbine and shoots at Shimmer
[2d6 = 5]>>99182>>99182Looks like a hit. Rolling damage
>>99182"Its never a bad time for cuddles." He Grins at her.
"Hurry back~"
>>99184She smiles at him in her way
“Unless you want to join me. Or cuddle now.”
[1d20 = 12]>>9918311 HP left.
Spark stumbles backwards from the hit.
"I'm not letting you take this train! Can't you leave a pony to travel in peace?"
He fires once more.
>>99185"Joining you sounds fun" he whispers
Dark Star gets out Bed and follows her to the bathroom
[2d2 = 3]>>99186Hit. Rolling damage
>>99187She gives him that grin. She walks over towards the bathroom door. Silver is sleeping on the bed, across the bottom, almost like a very large dog. Skies enters the bathroom, then the shower, and starts to turn the knobs.
>>99188Dark Star Grins Back at her
Dark Star's Cock is slightly poking out of his sheath seeing her walk over to the showerHe Then walks over to the shower and steps inside
>1F
>>99189Skies turns on the water. She seems to have it a little colder than Dark Star may like.
She places herself into the stream of water, closed her eyes, and lets it flow over her head and her neck. She almost looks like a dove, bathing in a fountain as she lets her wings spread out slightly, touching Dark Star
>>99188Does the pony fall, or tis just a flesh wound?
>>99191Dark Star inhales sharply at the cold sensation hitting him
"You are as beautiful as a dove,blue"
He Starts gently trying to preen any loose feathers off of her as he kisses her neck
>>99192‘Tis but a flesh wound
>>99193Her wings flinch a bit, and she pulls her wings back
But she sort of smiles at the kisses
>>99194Spark is not going to have a good day.
>>99195HE FUCKING LIVES.
Gunshots heard at the end of the train car in the vestibule
>>99197Only on the outside.
Onyx decided heading towards the gun fire is a smart idea.
>>99198Looks like one of those insurgents is near the door, shooting at Spark, who is shooting at him. Both are wounded
>>99194Dark Star Frowns slightly as she pulls her wings away
He Trails kisses down her back getting closer to her flanks
>>99200They are still there, as pretty as ever. She continues to wet her mane, and let it fall down
[1d20+10 = 30]>>99199Onyx rolls his eye before preparing his halberd and charging the shooting pony.
>>99201Dark Star takes a second to Admire her wings before planting a kiss on her dock.
"Your Wings are Magnificent."
>>99202N-Nice!
>>99202.... I think Onyx may have just made that pony into a shish kebab
>>99203Her tail instantly goes up
“D’aww, thanks”
Her wings spread a little more, and a forehoof tried to apply some shampoo
>>99204Oh boy! Halberds are a x3 crit too!
[1d6+6 = 8][1d10 = 1]>>99205.... I think the dice fucked up
>>99206>>99205Uh... what am I looking at?
>>99207Well the most recent one is damage.... But I prefer the fucked up one
>>99207That pony is invincible...
>>99204Dark Star Grins
He then Buries his face into her Marehood, running his tongue up and down the length of it before pushing it inside.>>99207Atlas Did this.
>>99208>>99209I’m... I’m pretty sure he’s dead
>>99210she flinches forward a little, then winks at Dark Star, showing pink alongside her dark grey vulva and anus. She’s both sweet and salty this morning
>>99213>>99209Well... it looks like the pony inside the door is dead and Spark is safe. But there are sounds outside of ponies rushing towards the door
>>99213"Good to see you, bartender."
Spark holds a hoof to his wound.
"Just in time as always."
>>99212"Interesting flavor this morning."
Dark Starwinks back at her before sucking on her clit and rubbing her vulva with his hoof
>>99215"Looks like we need to get you out of here"
Onyx looks around for any exit
>>99216“Woah there boy, hehe.”
she winks again, getting wetter>>99217What is he exiting? Because the danger is attempting to enter the train
>>99217"As much as that sounds like a good idea, we can't let those ponies in here. They will overrun us regardless if we run."
>>99219"Well, then I hope you can fight"
>>99220"I'll do my best."
>>99221>>99220So... are the two going to stand there and wait for them to enter?
>>99222Unless you have any better ideas.....
Yes
>>99223>>99222The door opens to another stallion holding a rifle and looking down at the body
>>99218He Chuckles
He Increases the suction on her clit, she can also feel his tongue rubbing circles around her love bud. he reaches his other fore hoof up to her perky little teats, He plays with her nipples as he continues to tease her vulva
[1d20+3 = 13]>>99222We are getting to that...
Spark casts a silent image spell of a changeling in front of the door to distract the invasion forces.
[2d29 = 42]>>99225water flows down in gentle streams from her nopples, which harden a bit in the colder water. Her vulva, by contrast, expands and stretches as Dark Star moves it, allowing a glimpse into her vagina. She trembles a little as Dark Star dies his work.>>99226“A FUCKING CHANGELING”
He fires his rifle at it, as does another partisan
>>99227Spark makes the changeling Roman salute one of the invaders, hopefully making them think there is another changeling in their midst.
[1d20 = 17]Did onyx disappear again?
>>99228Another shot. Nothing quite yet
[1d20+10 = 30]>>99229Nope, just waiting to know I can do something.
So Onyx decides to charge again, at one of the distracted ponies
>>99229Well, at least they don't catch on to the changeling being a illusion.
>>99230Well... you are on a roll.
>>99230Only one pony
inside the train, but holy shit
Hit
[1d6+6 = 12][1d10 = 1]>>99232Hehehehe
Once again, x3
>>99233Yeah, he’s dead
There is another one outside of the train
>>99234If the illusion is still there, Spark sends it running toward the pony outside.
>>99227Dark Star's Horsecock is fully erect from all of the sweet pheromones he is inhaling,The Speed of his assault on her Clit increases. as he succs down on it harder, he pulls her tail with a free hoof
[1d2 = 1]>>99235Rolling
>>99236*whinny*
she clamps down on Dark Star’s muzzle
[1d20 = 20]>>99235He shoots at it
Holy shit, not only is there mass action from more than one player, but there's 20s everywhere.
>>99238Umm.... what does this mean for Spark? Is he hit from a lucky ricochet?
>>99240>>99238That’s one 20 Onyx won’t be getting.
The shot goes straight through the illusion’s head, leaving a ripple
>>99239I know right.
>>99237"Mmmmmmm"
Dark Star's eyes Have a prideful look about them.
as he continues to attempt to stimulate her with his tongue as much as he can.
[1d20+10 = 29]>>99238>>99241Onyx seems unable to stop his assault through the red mist in his vision and continues his rampage, swinging the blade down upon the second distracted pony.
>>99243Not a twenty, but still on fire.
>>99242She continues shivering, as she tries to wash her mane
And she continues winking at him>>99243A fucking 19?
The pony figured out the Changeling was an illusion with a lucky shot. He was not so lucky with onyx. Hit.
>>99244From inside of the car comes a new pony. Or rather, an old one. It’s the Forest green stallion Spark battled earlier, and he has his gun back
[1d6 = 6][1d10+6 = 16]>>99245Atlas has bestowed his luck in battle upon me this day
>>99247.... he’s dead Jim
>>99245As soon as she lets go of Star's snout, he mounts her, she can feel his shaft twitching against the entrance to her tunnel of love he rubs the head along the entirety of her slit painfully slow..
[1d20+5 = 15]>>99246"Drop the damn gun or suffer the same fate as all of these ponies that refused."
Intimidation check.
>>99247Onyx stands over his work, breathing heavy as the red mist dissipates
"Hey Spark, thanks for the distraction"
He then sees the third one and tightens his grip on the halberd
[1d20+4 = 23]>>99249“Uh, woah.”
At this point, she stops what she is doing, and looks up. Her shoulders are wet, but she stands strong.
she continues to wink, as he can feel>>99250Opposed
>>99250>>99251He is not intimidated.
“Drop yours.”
[1d20 = 8]>>99253"Actually, how about I drop you?"
Firing once more.
[1d20 = 19]>>99254Now that’s an initiative roll
>>99255Darn rules of D&D I still don't understand... Alright, I'll get shot more.
[1d20+2 = 7]>>99256And he shoots
[1d20 = 12]>>99255I like initiative
>>99257>>99256And he misses
>>99258Onyx is next in line
[1d20+7 = 23]>>99259Onyx decides that he's suddenly a pacifist.
Nah, jk he charges again. This time -3 for power attack
>>99252He looks a slightly concerned
"Something wrong?"
He Continues to rub his shaft along her mound gathering lubrication on it.As he moves his head close to her's then passionately kisses her
>>99258>>99260Actually, onyx started outside if the train, whereas this is inside the train. So Spark is next
>>99256Spark’s turn
[1d20 = 8]>>99262Ok. The only thing I can do if I want to save those scorching rays... Spark fires his not-so-trusty gun.
>>99261“No”
And she kisses back, like Dark Star’s own dove. She’s definitely wet, though much if that is the shower water
>>99263Him, I think that would miss unless Spark’s modifier is higher (and I don’t know what it is).
>>99260Now onyx’s turn, and that would hit
>>99265No modifier. The only ones I have are to charisma, bluff, intimidation, and negative to strength.
>>99264Dark Star Thrusts in slowly as he Kisses her she can taste her own juices on his tongue. He Wraps his tongue around hers, and he Strokes her mane helping her wash her hair.
[1d6 = 4][1d10+12 = 17]>>99265Yippee! Murder time
>>99266It’s the base attack bonus plus dexterity
>>99268The pony was already wounded from earlier when Spark shot him. So now, he’s super wounded. Or dead. More like dead.
>>99267Skies gently wraps her tongue with his, and closes her eyes. Her mane is rather pretty when wet, and shampoo comes out of it. Now, Dark Star is directly under the stream of water from the shower. It’s a little chilly.\r
>>99269He Shivers at the sensation, But continues thrusting into her until he is fully hilted. then he removes his cock and thrusts in harder than before. He begins gently sucking on her tongue
>>99270As he pulls out, Skies clamps down on him, as if to prevent him from leaving. She sucks onto him, trying to suck his tongue
A minute passes, perhaps, before a BOOM is heard from nearer the front of the train
>>99272I'm back.
>>99274"Now what?"
>>99273"Do we investigate and face more certain death?"
>>99275"Well I figure it's investigate and die, or stay and die. So yeah, let's go"
>>99276"Good point. Why do we have to have the worst kind of exciting lives?"
Spark painfully walks toward the explosion noise.
>>99277Onyx frowns and walks up next to Spark, bracing him up
>>99277>>99278Seems to be coming from the train car in front of them
>>99278"Thanks. The sooner we get this over with, the sooner I can have this looked at."
>>99279I open the door slowly and peek through.
>>99271Dark Star lets out a grunt as she clamps down on him,he grabs the back of her head and pulls her into the kiss more.
>>99280"No problem, I need someone's help here"
>>99280Going through the coach car of frightened ponies, and to the end of the car... the door to the other car is locked
>>99281”oof” Pony is kissed more so. Star has her pretty thoroughly under his hooves
>>99283But of course it is. I really should have got the knock spell... really messed up on that one.
>>99282"Think you can bust this thing down?"
>>99283Dark Star Thrusts his length into her as he fights against her Tight pussy. he breakes the kiss and gently bites down on the back of her neck
[1d20+4 = 18]>>99284"I can try..."
Strength check to buck down the door.
>>99285She opens her mouth and stretches out, while she clamps down as tightly as possible in Dark Star>>99286Hmmm.
The door cracks
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[1d20+4 = 15]>>99287Onyx tries again then, hoping to expand upon the crack.
>>99287"if you keep that up im not gonna last much longer" Dark Star grunts out, He picks up the speed of his thrusts, Blue can feel Dark Star's Cock hitting her womb. as he bites down harder
>>99288The train jolts as it starts to move.
The door now opens, lock broken. Inside he can see a long train car with broken metal and wood on the floor, and a large hole in side. Two identical looking red ponies stand near the edge of the hole, with a black pony standing up and facing the left one. Never the door, a pony in post service uniform lays against a wall.
>>99289”Okay...” She loosens up on him, allowing him to slide in and out freely. It makes her feel more wet.
>>99291He Smacks her Flank Hard as he thrusts Harder. "Clench Harder, i'll be Ready for round 2" he kisses even more passionately than before as he looks at her lovingly.
>>99293And So it is continuedFrom her throat, a vibration, and a *coo*. She opens her eyes, and looks into Dark Star’s, her head twisted a little to make the contact possible. Then, she gives him a malign grin, and clamps down harder
>>99300WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE
[1d20 = 7]>>99177Alright, let's get this show on the road.Taking advantage of the brush and trees, he decides to try and spot any sort of bandit activity from his covered position.
>>99300Aren't they such cute bugponers.
>>99302Two immediately pop out. In the lower area, next to a tent, is a bandit on a chair next to a set of rocks that seem to be used for a campfire. He seems to be sleeping. On the ledge above them is a bandit who seems to be standing sentry
>>99304Iron focuses on the sentry stallion on the ledge and tries to guess the distance between them for a charge attack.
>>99305150 feet horizontally, 20 feet vertically. There is at least more brush along the left side.
uh, would you rather I used metric? Since you are evidently not-American
>>99306I only need to know if they're in the 30 feet radius for a charge attack, so don't worry. I'll assume I'll need to do a jump roll to reach that guy as well.Iron nods to himself, looking for any covered path to reach his charging range in order to get his attack first before the bandit at the ledge can react with his own.
>>99307Completely covered, no. It kind of looks like Iron can’t attack until he is distracted or otherwise not looking
>>99308Imma try to use some game logic.Iron look near his position for any pebbles that could make a noise.
>>99309Rocks, twigs, you name it. Although iron is still fairly far away
[1d20+5 = 13]>>99310Darnit. So there's no chance to close in without getting shot... unless...Iron decides to place a little rock on the ground and promptly shoot it out in the general vicinity of the ledge stallion.
(If the stallion gets curious enough to investigate it, it should close the distance.)
>>99311Not far enough, especially considering that it is daytime in a jungle, and thus sounds in the brush are to be expected
>>99312Iron huffs.
He tries to see if the bandit at the ledge has a long gun or a short gun.
>>99313It’s shorter, but black and boxxy
>>99314>black and boxyDang.Iron presumes the pony with the gun would not have as much damage and accuracy than the two riflemares he had to fight previously. He turns his attention to the sleeping bandit below to see if he has a gun in hand. He will be the first target for his charge.
>>99315He has a rifle off to the side of his chair. In any event, he is unconscious.
Pear comments:
“There are definitely more of them...”
>>99316Iron hums.
"I agree. There are more of them, but I can't reach them with either throwing or punches. The sentry will undoubtedly see me if I try to move closer which will alert all the other bandits in the area."
(There is always using the rifles we took from the riflemares, although I am not a good shot.)
>>99317Cauldron:
“On the bright side, they aren’t aware of us, and at least one of them is sleeping. They are complacent.”
>>99318Iron nods.
"If that is the case, then they will not take a single native as much of a threat and might try to intimidate me by pointing their weapons and closing in. That would undoubtedly help with the whole range problem I have currently."
He points to the bags.
"There is also coat puncturers and shedders if that does not work. I think waltzing in could work while you cover me."
>>99319“Walzing in? Coat shredders? Why would we let them know we are here when we don’t even know how many or where most of them are?”
>>99320I had a feeling I couldn't from the lack of cover but if that's possible..."You are right, we should continue looking for bandits, maybe even the leader or a right hoof stallion."
With that, he studies the cover to see if he can walk along the covered forest edges to the other side.
>>99321Along the left side there is some cover. At least it looks like the ledge itself blocks line of sight to things to the right and beyond it
>>99322Iron points it out to the others.
"We might be able to close the distance and scout some more if we follow that left side."
>>99322>>99323You're not waiting for me to do an action, are you?
>>99323Under the hot jungle sun the two mares have ambivalent responses to the heat. Pear is an academician who has spent most of her life indoors. She is rather small and dainty, and though she is an earth pony, her body has more in common with the unicorns that doubtlessly dominate that profession. But this is not her first run through the jungle, nor even her first week here, and she has accustomed herself to the inconvenience. Cauldron is larger, stronger, and generally more resilient. Whether zebras, as a race, are studier than the average pony, who can say. But Cauldron is clearly studier than the average female. And yet, she has spent most of her life in the city. When she works outside, it tends to be at night. And so she is not well acclimated to the heat in her first day in the jungle.
The same ambivalence applies to the mission in the camp. Cauldron is fairly well accustomed to stealth and even melee combat, and seems to have some idea about how to execute the attack on the camp. What she lacks is a conviction of the necessity of the operation. Pear, by contrast, truly wants to go into that camp. But a firefight is no place from her, if the last battle didn’t make that obvious. Cauldron tried to shepherd her, thinking Pear is out of her element, while Pear tries to press Cauldron forward.
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>>99323Cauldron moves ahead, in almost perfect silence
>>99327Woah, I wasn't expecting this. Good to know.>>99328Iron follows along the sneaky zebra to the best of his ability.
>>99329The brush continues in lower bushes under the canopy over the left, within 20 feet of the tent. The one pony is still sleeping. The one on high is harder to see, but still there
“You see that? He’s bored. He’ll be reading a magazine soon enough.”
>>99330Iron nods.
"That is to be expected of a mere bandit," he whispers back to Cauldron. He awaits the moment when the sentry at the top gets distracted, also keeping an eye out for any new additions to the punching list.
>>99331And... now!
No obvious new additions
>>99332What are my current options now? Keep walking forwards along the cover to reach the second part of the camp and buck the two guards, right?
>>99333Among other things. Really, there are multiple possible angles of approach
>>99334Okay, if I were to keep walking to the other side of the camp, would Iron be able to get a hit on the top guard without the need of a jump roll?
>>99335That’s not possible to tell from this amount of information
>>99336Drat. Well, the time for scouting is still up then.Iron keeps along the cover, trying to get away from the guards' line of sight as soon and as quietly as possible.
>>99337This is possible, as the ledge is almost complete vertical
>>99338"Alright, those two will be dealt later. For now, let us focus on gathering the current bandit strength," he whispers to Cauldron and Pear (if she's there of course.)
>>99339Caldron does
not trust Pear, but they go forward. It isn’t far at all before two ponies are seen around a barrel talking to each other. There seems to be a wooden panel on it, to make it into a surface for eating
>>99340(So that makes 4 bandits to beat up, huh?)
Iron does a double take of his position in relation to the current foes around him in his cover and wonders if there is more of the camp to explore.
>>99341Indeed there is, to his present left, wrapping around the raised area of the ledge
>>99342If there's more to explore of the camp...Iron keeps on moving along the cover to his present left.
(Maybe I can get a knockout punch from that pony at the ledge.)
>>99343He advances further to the other side. There is a pony at a pot over a fire, who seems to a cook, and another in brown shirt with a gun that is standing guard. He is looking out of the camp, in the opposite direction
>>99344(2 more ponies. It seems we will have to hide as soon as we take out some of these ponies.)
Iron decides to keep going along to see how many more ponies are there to keep track of.
>>99345The next area may be advanced only by waking up tam trail to the top
>>99346Iron looks around from his cover, remembering the bandit looking to the outside, probably at the trail they have to cross.
"We have an issue. Our path from here is going to be without cover, which will let us be spotted almost instantly. I think we need to start clearing this area. It seems isolated enough," he whispers to the team.
>>99347Cauldron nods. She understands
>>99348Iron nods back. He starts scanning the area for the bandits closest from his position to the furthest.
>>99349From where he is now, the cook. But does he remain in that position, or slink back?
>>99350Iron, currently standing in his position, ponders for a bit. He looks to Cauldron.
"It seems we are close to the one escape route further into the camp. Do you have any silent weapons in your possession?"
>>99351She pulls out a trusty crow bar
“Sort of”
>>99352Iron nods.
"It will have to do. I will need you to hide and steal their weapons without noticing. If a shot is fired, no matter the distance, it will attract unwanted attention. If you have a chance to knock them out or kill them, only take it if it is guaranted to succeed and will not compromise your stealth. When you have done that, I will fight them all hoof to hoof."
[2d20 = 19]>>99353She smiles, then slinks off
>>99355Oh no... What is the verdict?
>>99356Looks like a pole (tent or lamp post) was knocked over
>>99357Iron's ears flick at the scene. He looks over to the guards closest to the dropped pole. She may get into trouble.
Please include target distance.
>>99358Okay, that’s all for tonight
>>99359Fair enough. Night.
>>99363Bap indeed.
Cauldron may be in quite the pickle.
>>99364Honestly, I'm gonna have to read back through your dream thing. I got a little lost in the middle of it.
Also, I'm fairly certain that we can add Deponian (Serbian), Prywhenian (Bulgarian), and Lushian (Romanian) to the list of languages available. That is, if I've associated the correct languages with the correct countries.
>>99366Likewise with your character's recent actions.
>>99366Lake City, not Deponya, is Serbian. Deponya has a kind of “Robbin Hood and Sherewood forest” vibe to it. The Communist side of Prywhen has a sort of Vietnamese feel to it, while Brodfield is Romanian with the king modeled on that one Russian Tsar. Lushi doesn’t look like it is modeled on anything, but sone place names are Swedish or Hungarian. I’d go for Hungarian.
>>99368Right. Sorry, not thinkin' straight right now.>>99367Silver's just been sleeping. He oughta be waking up here, soon.
>>99369>>99368I still want to reach the epic conclusion of beating a whole bandit camp and get money.
[2d20 = 27]>>99370I’m going to try to get this done soonish.
>>99369Skies and Dark Star are awake
>>99370One of the bandits from the table goes to investigate the pole
>>99372Iron ponders if he can throw something to make another noise worthy of investigation, looking at the rocks around him.
(Aiming it at another thing that could fall over would make them search there.)
>>99373If he’s sort of “in” the camp or at least near it
>>99374Iron huffs in slight annoyance at the current unfavorable outcome.
(I guess I shall have to move in slightly. I hope they do not see me.)
Picking up about 2 or 3 rocks, he cautiously steps closer into a possibility of causing some minor ruckus through his rock throwing, trying his hardest not to be seen.
>>99375Where is Iron?
>>99369Is Silver Kill?
>>99376From what I recall, Iron would be closest to the trail path to reach to the next area which was guarded by two ponies, still in cover.
>>99377Hmmm... I guess that could work
[1d20+5 = 18]>>99378Alright, here goes.
Iron aims at the area behind the guard investigating the fallen pole, somewhere that would arise a need to check out like another thing that could fall over or make a clang soung when colliding with the rock, and throws it.
>>99376I was. Power flickered, knocked Internet out.
Gimme a minute to clear my head.
>>99379It makes a sound, but does not knock anything over. Roll luck.
[1d20 = 20]>>99381DICE GODS GRANT ME YOUR FAVOR
>>99382..... They are more interested in the rock than Cauldron
>>99383Iron nods in satisfaction over granting Cauldron some more time to get all the weapons off the bandits' hooves, looking over her actions to see if she needs another distraction.
>>99384She scurries the hell out of there
>>99385Iron, grateful she took advantage of his bait, breathes a sigh of relief. Now it is a matter of time before her part is done.
He turns to Pear, wondering what sort of task would he give her.
"Is the trail familiar to you?" He says, attempting to guess the Temple's distance to the camp from Pear's current knowledge and map information
>>99386“If there is a trail I haven’t seen it.”
>>99388Iron nods.
(Now we wait for Cauldron to do her thing.)
>>99389She returns
“I could not take the gun from the one guard, or go up the rock formation... but it’s more than nothing.”
>>99390"The one guard at the ledge, right? That should leave about 5 unarmed guards, correct?"
>>99391“No... the one around back. Two armed guards visible.”
>>99392Iron cocks his head.
"No idea about the other four?"
>>99393“No, they are disarmed.”
>>99394Iron nods.
"So the ponies closest to the trail or the first two bandits we saw are still armed?"
>>99395“No. The two ponies standing guard are still armed.”
>>99396(So the bandit at the ledge and the one looking at the trail are still armed.)
Iron ponders for a bit.
"I should strike from the trail to ensure that no bandit flees further into the camp."
He looks over to the gun wielding pony and measures the sistance between him and his armed target for either a charge or a rock throw.
My doggo got hit by a truck and died
>>99398>tfw I know that feelF
>>99404Beep.
On a brighter note, I saw something happen in a game of HoI4: EaW I haven't seen before: the Changelings capitulated Equestria without ever taking Canterlot. They took every province around it and moved on.
>>99405Huh. I thought capitulation happened with conquering cities in that game. Strange stuff. Were there a lot of divisions there?
>>99406That's my hypothesis, but I wasn't able to get a look.
>>99407Speaking of HoI4, what type of weaponry do you commonly use? Infantry, motorized, tanks, artillery or planes?
>>99408I suppose I use mostly infantry and artillery in the early game, tanks in the late game, and planes all the time as support. Other than that, I use everything when I have the fuel for it.
>>99405Wat.
>>99408First off, exclusively use 20 and 40 width divisions for combat. 40 width is objectively superior to 20 width, and should be your end goal in any nation you play that has enough pony power to make enough divisions to cover your borders.
New Mareland, County of Griefwald, Socialist Republic of longsword, Nimbusia, the breakaways in the Equestrian Civil War, Wittenland, Penguinland, and maybe Firtree, Greneclyff, and Farbrook should remain 20 width, although frankly even with Greneclyff and Farbrook I tend to go 40 width. It’s acceptable to use 20 width in early wars even for larger nations like Olenia versus the Changelings or the Equestrian Civil War, but both nations should switch to 40 width thereafter. All major nations, plus Olenia, Stalliongrad, Skyfall, Dread League, and also the Riverlands nations that gain cores over the other nations (think of fascist Lake City and Communist River Republic) should eventually become 40 width. But basically, ask yourself “do I have enough ponypower and production to produce enough 40 width divisions to cover my current and anticipated borders?” If yes, then go 40 width, of no, then go 20 width.
Division templates are extremely important. A basic but extremely powerful template to use is the 20 width 7 infantry 2 artillery template. This template will beat most, though not all, enemy divisions in one on one combat if you have modern equipment. A better infantry division is the 40 width 11 infantry 6 artillery template. This infantry division has so much artillery in it that its model displays itself as an artillery division rather than an infantry division. It is probably my most produced division template, and I use it for defense, to fill the gaps in the line, and to kill enemy pockets. It is not the core of my attack.
The best division of the entire game is the 40 width medium tank division: 9 medium tanks, 8 motorized, and 2 Motorized Rocket Artillery or Medium self propelled gun. This division will melt away virtually any opposition, only really failing when its organization is very low or when it is outnumbered by more than 3 to 1. It’s as good of a defensive unit as it is an attack unit, allowing it to hold the line after making breakthroughs, and defend itself against enemy attacks without the need of infantry. It’s very fast, allowing it to encircle enemy forces easily.
Between these two templates I usually create a third division that’s kind of between them. Medium tanks are amazing, but they are insanely expensive. As such, I usually make a cheap but fast alternative. One such unit is the 40 width Motorized a Rocket Artillery Division: 11 motorized, 6 motorized rocket artillery. This unit has the coolest looking and sounding model of the entire game, with an amazing sound in the attack action. It’s not as efficient in breaking through enemy formations as the tank division, but it is
fast, quickly encircling enemies, and efficient at taking victory points. It does require many factories to produce, and it’s easy to set aside a few early. Unfortunately, the nations that benefit the most from this kind of unit - like Lake City, Olenia, Changeling lands, or Greneclyff - don’t have domestic supplies of rubber, which seriously cuts back the cheapness of this unit. Another option is the 40 width Light Tank division: 9 light tank, 8 motorized, 2 motorized rocket artillery or light self propelled gun. This unit is efficient at breaking through, and is very fast. Unfortunately it’s almost as expensive as a medium tank division, as is only cheaper by virtue of allowing factories for it to begin production earlier.
Those three templates will do pretty much everything you need, but special forces can be a thing. The best special forces unit in the entire game is the pony Pegasus division. It is
fast and can be paradropped. These units are best as pure 10 Pegasi 20 width divisions, with 20 pegasi 40 width divisions being even better. These things are as fast and as powerful as rank divisions when armed with magical weapons. The next unit to be considered is the Changeling Jager, which is not as good as Pegasi. I tend to either neglect these because I am running out of Army experience make templates by this point, or make them into 14 Jager 4 motorized rocket artillery or medium self propelled gun templates. Deer nations get bonuses to mountaineers, so I make mountaineers if playing Olenia. I use the same 14 Mountainer 4 motorized rocket artillery or medium self propelled gun template as with Jagers, basically. I don’t play Griffins enough to know much about knights, but you can neither drop them from planes, nor are they faster than infantry, so there isn’t much reason to not mix regular artillery.
Finally, sometimes you want garrison divisions to stop naval invasions. The 8 width infantry templates that you get at the start of the game are frankly strong enough to stop the great majority of AI naval invasions.
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[1d20+3 = 6][1d20+7 = 26]>>99138"3 at once? I must admit, I'm getting a bit of stage fright."
Brie says, disingenuously attacking Red.
>>99411Hit on Red.
But wait. Two more have entered the train car from the door far to Brie’s left
>>99412Is it too late for me to jump in?
>>99412Oh joy. For the record, Brie is down to his last 2 knives, so he's going melee
>>99413Nope
>>99414Whether it’s consultation or annoyance, it looks like the Calvary has arrived: Onyx and Spark have broken down the door at the far end of the car
[1d4+1 = 3]>>99415"Oh lovely, ponies I'm not going to have to worry about killing"
>>99410Holy hecc. Thanks for the small strategy guide. This should make it somewhat easier to play.
Before we may continue, is my assumption that the ledge pony and the one looking at the trail or backside are the armed ones aka there's one armed pony for each side?
>>99416>That die roll>>99417Yes, that is correct
>>99413Is Spark plainly brandishing a weapon?
>>99418Alright. I need some distance in feet to see if Iron is in charging distance for the armed pony. If not, he'll try to close in within the current cover to try and reach charge range.
>>99419I see. Red is not completely wounded. Rolling
>>99418Seeing as I didn't put it away... yes... gulp..
>>99416"Ah... there you are."
I have a sneaking suspicion about how Onyx may react to this situation.
>>99424Stab ponies with halberd?
>>99425Nonsense, he'd slash too
>>99298>>99424Henlo Frens
Dark Star throws his head back and Groans, blue can feel His Member begin to twitch. He Picks up the Pace of his thrusts while pulling Blue's Tail
>>99427Hello
Yep. Silver’s gonna hear that.>>99426Hello. Onyx should be in the car looking at an old burgundy Pegasus mare, an old Burgandy Pegasus mare, an old black Pegasus mare, and a beige Pegasus mare. All 4 look like bandits and two look like twins. They variously hold knives and rifles, and the beige one looks seriously wounded. They are probably responsible for the hole blown into the side of the rail car, but that isn’t really easy to confirm. All 4 look at Onyx and Spark
>>99419Red looks at Brie, squinting her eyes and drawing her teeth back, holding her sword now.
>>99430"Less teeth, more tongue lass."
>>99428>>99431"I don't suppose any of you are willing to drop your weapons and come quietly?"
>>99433>>99434"Whether I come quietly is up to the mare and her technique!" Brie quips
[1d20+3 = 18]>>99428Silver most definitely does.With a snort, Silver opens up a sleepy eye to gaze at the clock. He briefly wonders why he's sleeping at the hoof of the bed until the events of last night replay in his head, making him frown. Ah well. Maybe he'll get to sleep
in the soft bed next time.
Listen: For the now, Silver tries to focus on where the sound that woke him up just came from.
>>99435Onyx glares at him
>>99431“Your mouth and tongue really must be useful than your teeth, wouldn’t they, Changeling?”
>>99435>>99433>>99431One of the burgundy mares looks over at Onyx and Spark with strained expression of anger, then yells
“Withdraw!”
With that, the beige mare, the black mare, and one of the two burgundy mares jumps for the whole in the wall of the train car, to stretch their wings and fly once they jump out. By now, the train has accelerated to maybe 20 MPH.
>>99435“I’ll let
them handle you, Succubus.”
>>99437Moaning in the bathroom
>>99439"Huh, that was easy"
>>99439I guess an action is needed again?Iron looks over to the armed pony currently looking at the trail, calculating roughly the distance between him and the target for a charge attack.
>>99440"Finally. But there is still one more here."
>>99435Spark points to you.
"And why aren't you going with them?"
>>99443"Because I still have corpses to loot." Brie shrugs
>>99444Onyx's halberd points at the horse
"And why should we let you?"
>>99447The one looking at the trail who holds a gun, or are both guards in that particular area with guns? I thought the other armed pony was on the other side, back where we entered the camp.
[1d20+3 = 14][1d20+7 = 19]>>99445
>>99448I think I need a crude map for this.
>>99449I think he only gets one. One hit.
>>99443To Spark’s side, a cowering pony speaks up
“Thank goodness you’re here. They were trying to rob the safe before that one attacked them.”
>>99450I don’t think that is possible at the moment. One armed pony is above and one is around back
[1d4+1 = 4]>>99452"Something to remember me by"
>>99451Not of the train, but thanks?>>99452Within these parameters, I'm trying to charge the one around back.
>>99453With the look in her eyes, Brie can guess that she will indeed remember him.
The Pegasi open their wings after going out, falling a bit, then quickly flapping and pulling up to the left before they hit the trees beyond the rail line, which is forward to the train and still causes them to fall behind the faster mining train
>>99454Doable
>>99455A pity Brie is disguised ^_~
>>99439Bathroom moaning...Star and Skies are not in bed, I see... It's not hard for a pony to put two and two together, and for Silver it's certainly an excellent thought to wake up to.
To have that kind of energy once again...Silver will just have to make do with his old pony energy, he supposes as he begins doing bits of a morning routine: some stretches, some basic exercises, and to take stock of the state of his equipment. He especially looks at his poor saddlebags, having not the opportunity until now to inspect the damage that's been done to them.
>>99427Skies moans at this, pulls her head up, eyes closed, and clamps down on Dark Star.>>99456‘It’s a pity indeed
>>99457It’s... well, some damage has been done to them by the weight of the books
>>99452"I would say you are safe now, but I have no idea if we have seen the worst or not yet. There could still be more robbers on the train."
Spark thinks for a moment.
"Any idea what all is in the safe?"
[1d20+6 = 21]>>99455Alright, time for some loud action.Iron, after properly positioning himself to charge against the armed pony around back, does so with the intention of delivering a powerful hit on the target's snout.
If there's a cleave chance, please inform me before making the opponents react with their own attack actions.
>>99459Taking care that the raiders have sufficiently left, Brie reverts to his dapper (what? It's a nice suit) appearance.
"Not
yet ^_~
>>99459“Usually money, jewelry, or other valuables.”
>>99456>>99446>>99459From forward of their position, there is a loud [b]BAM and the entire car is jolted. Roll balance/dexterity
>>99460Hit. No targets in cleave distance
[1d20 = 17]>>99461"Oh, that explains the double thing. It slips my mind that you can do that. Shall we check on the-"
>>99462Rolling
>>99462The guard bandit gets non-lethally booped hard.
>>99458"Черт." Silver lets out a sigh. Yeah, he'll definitely require new saddlebags.
Gonna have to stop somewhere before heading back to quarry...His ears perk up at another moan from the bathroom. His interest is definitely piqued.
Should I...? Silver slowly begins to advance towards the bathroom door.
Probably stupid question: is there a keyhole on the doorknob.
[1d20+3 = 17]>>99462>>99465...
>>99458"Buck you're so tight! I'm Close!"
Dark Star Thrusts Harder and Faster,He Bites down on her the back of her neck harder than before. As he yanks her tail harder .
[1d20+5 = 25]>>99463>>99465>>99468Brie and Spark keep their composure. Onyx is knocked right the fuck over, possible into his halberd. The train keeps a rolling, and a separate tap is heard from the roof of the train car.
>>99467And he is out, or at least injured enough. The cook sees Iron.
“Intruders!”
Yes, he is in charge distance.
Also, rolling
>>99466Hmmm... no?
Slight taking
>>99469She lets out an involuntary *coo*
and takes it, spreading out her wings and stretching her neck outwards
>>99470Oof. I hope that's a melee strike.
>>99470"Sounds like we're not finished here." Brie says with a smile. Brie looks at the safe and the general situation in the mail car.
>>99470Onyx is now on his back, hoofing at the air
"Damnit, a little help anyone?"
>>99470Spark rushes to help Onyx.
>>99473I use magic and hooves to help him upright.
"Are you hurt?"
>>99470With little else to pass the time, Silver presses his ear against the door. At the very least whatever is going on in there should prove entertaining until they get out.
Hmm...I wonder if they will be up for going out for breakfast after they have culminated.
>>99472>>99473>>99474There are still the three mail ponies in the car, with the one knocked to the ground evidently slowly coming to consciousness. None of the three are standing. There is still a big gaping hole in the side of the car, with scenery moving at increasing speed outside, although the night obscured much. The air is colder than it was in Baltimare already. There is general disorder in the car, with lose letters and envelopes blowing around in the air, fluttering up then falling back down. Part of the floor is covered in debris, and only one light at the far end of the car is working. The safe is off to the left side, not too far from the hole in the car.
>>99474"Thanks"
Onyx bends over to grab his halberd again.
>>99476"So now what?"
[1d20+11 = 26]>>99476"I'll just check to make sure this is working,...."
>>99477"Get ready, because I doubt all of our stow-aways have left"
Open lock
>>99476Spark uses magic to grab ahold of the loose paper.
"Does anypony else need help up? We should move these letters to another car."
>>99478A very nice attempt, but this bastard is a bit resilient
>>99479A pony in the middle of the car raises a hoof. He looks harmed by a prior explosion
>>99480So what was the dice roll for? Cook attack?
>>99480Onyx walks over and helps the pony to their hooves or, if necessary, carries them
>>99481Cauldron’s attack on the sleeping bandit>>99482Carrying will work fine
>>99480Rly?
Can I take a 20 if I take my time?
>>99470"OH Blue!" Dark Star lets out his loudest groan yet. His benis starts Twitching violently,As Blue Feels's His Warm Love feeling her womb up.
>>99480"Do you need medical attention?"
>>99484Yes.
assuming it’s not a magical lock..>>99475Silver can hear an “oh blue!
>>99487“Maybe...”
>>99485”Keep it comming”
>>99487A spartan medic appears,....
>>99488So... Cauldron's hit at the cook did something or should I attack the cook now?
>>99488"Sounds like a yes to me"
>>99488What do you know, it
is entertaining to listen in on Star asserting his dominance.
>>99490Cauldron and Iron are not in line of sight nor attacking the same or even nearby targets
>>99489Wat
>>99491And thus, presumably onyx carries the pony
>>99493"Are you okay? ARE YOU OKAY?!"
Sorry, associative memory
>>99488"We will get you some help."
>>99491"Get him to a safe place to lay down at and I will look to see if there is anypony with medical training on board."
[1d20+8 = 11]>>99493Oh! I'll assume I can attack the cook nowIron charges straight into the cook, attempting to hit the pony right on his cheek.
>>99495"Understood"
Onyx carries out the orders, making sure the pony doesn't need anything else
>>99492>Implying>>99494“I... I don’t know”
>>99496FailHe dodges back, then knocks over s pot of boiling water towards Iron. Roll for reflex save
>>99497Where shall he take him?
[1d20+1 = 7]>>99498I suppose AC is higher than 11 then.Rolling
>>99498I'd assume a different car would be safer, no?
>>99499F. That's gonna hurt.
>>99498Don't personify the spartan medic, otherwise he'll be stuck in this world.
Brie takes a 20 on his open lock check (with a +3 cuz dex)
>>99501Iron's a tough boi. He can handle the heat.
>>99488Dark Star Pulls himself out of her, "W-Wow You're amazing my baby blue." He strokes her cheek.
>>99498Spark walks through the cars, asking ponies if they can help patch up the wounded pony.
[2d6 = 2]>>99499Uh...
Rolling damage
>>99500Yes
>>99504She smiles at him, warmly
“I know.”
>>99505A red unicorn looks up from an injured pony in the coach car
“I could help!”
>>99500Yes
>>99502“What are you doing?” Asks a different postal Employee.
[1d20+6 = 17]>>99506Thankfully, Iron only had little portions of his coat burned by the cook's boiling water throw. He goes for another power hit at the same spot.
>>99506"I'm making sure the mechanism hasn't been compromised. Shoo."
[1d3+12 = 13]>>99507Damage.
>>99508Eventually it clicks
>>99510And... out
>>99506Dark Star Smiles warmly at her to
"I'd love to be with you forever."
>>99511Iron licks some of his wounds briefly. He looks around if any of the other ponies have come to investigate the callout the cook made.
(I should not stray too far from the trail. If anypony escapes, they will be on high alert.)
[1d20+7 = 9]
"Yep, this bany is holding fast." Brie stands up and affects more certainty than he feels.
Bluff
>>99506"This way."
Spark leads him back to the injured pony.
[1d20+1 = 15]>>99514Opposed
>>99515>>99500Okay, serious question.
Where are Onyx and Spark?
>>99514"Bullshit you are!"
>>99517Fuckin Yoda over here,....
"Try it yourself then!"
>>99516Spark would be now wherever Onyx put the injured pony.
>>99518>>99518He stares at Brie with Narrowed eyes
>>99519Which is...?
>>99512"D'aww"
She kisses him
>>99520Brie reclines, waiting to see what this most intrusive of ponies does
>>99521>>99513Oh alright, I'll move forward.Iron, seeing that nopony is there to answer the pony's call, decides to start moving further into the camp, looking for enemies to punch their lights out.
>>99521Well.... I thought he was going to be here to answer that. I guess the first bedroom car he would come across would be logical.
>>99522That pony continues staring. But...
From above, and through the hole in the train car, comes a smoking can that hits the floor next to brie, then bounces and rolls over a couple feet.
Roll for Reflex save>>99524The pony says
"Yes, I am a doctor" and starts looking at the injured mail pony, who is aided by one of the other mail ponies
>>99521Dark Star Kisses her back
He Works the Shampoo into her Mane.
>>99523Of course I'm not going for the trail path. Quite the opposite, trying to eliminate these 6 guards, which I think there's only three left if the rolls are any indication.
>>99525"Glad to hear. Think you can patch him up?"
>>99527A Bright light flashes, and Brie is disoriented. With a wave, he is knocked down, and a loud ringing over takes his hearing
>>99528Soaks up that sweet, sweet hatred>>99530He looks at the pony, a bit confused
"Sure... let me get some alcohol for these burns."
He calls out to other ponies in the car
"Can we get some alcohol? No,
rubbing alcohol."
>>99529Oh no, two familiar faces are coming for Iron. One is unarmed, the other has a pole
>>99526The shampoo slowly works into her mane. It's kind of short, so there isn't
that much to work with. The water is kind of cold, or feels cold more so than before. Skies closes her eyes and let's Dark Star do his thing
>>99531How familiar, exactly? Are we talking zebra and earth mare familiarity?Iron readies his stance, awaiting the opportunity to charge at the pole pony.
>>99531"Would there be any medical supplies or first aid kits on this train? I could go fetch them."
[1d20 = 14][1d20+1 = 18]>>99532Nope. The two ponies standing at that table.
Roll initiative
>>99533"Uh... try the room off to the left of the sleeper car. Any sleeper."
[1d20+5 = 22]>>99527>>99528During this period of disability
>>99531Dark Star moves down her neck washing her fur, as he gets down to her back he tries to lather her wings.
>>99534And so the sorcerer goes to the left of the sleeper car. I think they are in one, but if not he goes to the first available one.
[1d20+2 = 4][1d20+3 = 6]>>99536She moves her wings up, and lets Dark Star lather her
>>99537Both manage to try to attack Iron
>>99538There's a small little door on the side next to a lavatory. Opening it shows a first aid kit
[1d20+6 = 18]>>99540>>99539Iron blinks at the clunky attacks after dodging with relative ease.
(They may be having a bad day.)
He focuses on the pole pony, throwing an uppercut right on his jaw.
If charge applies add +2 to dice roll.
>>99541Hit. Too close for charge
>>99539Dark Star admires her wings, he then begins massaging them
[1d6+1 = 6]>>99546She stretches them out. They are thicker in the muscle and bones by the base. The feathers themselves are white, a bit bluer at the tips.
>>99547He is hit by what is reconizable as the butt of a rifle
[1d20+6 = 10]>>99545Come on great cleave. PROVE YOUR WORTH.With some slight and swift movement, he turns the uppercut into a knee strike into the unarmed pony's side.
>>99549WHY DO YOU DO THIS?
>>99539I bring the supplies to the doctor.
[1d20+3 = 17]>>99548>>99547I believe Brie avoids becoming directly unconscious, but he is blinded for at least 18 seconds. He's a little dizzy, and the tinnitus remains.
When he regains sensibility, the safe he recently unlocked is open with at least most of its contents missing, and the culprits already on their way out.
On the bright side, Brie regains his senses before the other pony>>99549FAIL
He attac
>>99551He opens it
"Yes. Right here is the Iodine.."
He pours a brown substance onto a cotton ball
"And the alcohol..."
[1d4+2 = 5]>>99549>>99553Hit!
[1d20+6 = 10]>>99554>>99554Iron rubs his side.
"Good hit."
Now he tries to power hit the offending pony's muzzle
>>99556Pls end my existence.
[1d20+3 = 22]>>99555https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SJUhlRoBL8MI mean, they aren't fully out, if that is the issue>>99556FAIL
He attack
[1d4+2 = 6]>>99558>>99556Damage
>>99548"I Always Love touching your wings."
Dark Star Smiles and continues Down to her Barrel
[1d20+6 = 19]>>99559>>99558Getting angery here.Iron tries to power hit this pony for the third time.
(Now
I am having a bad day)
[1d3+12 = 15]>>99561Phew.Rolling damage.
>>99562Shit, I thought for sure the Monty Python song would cheer you up.
>>99560Soft and now wet, there is much more to lather.
>>99563Out
>>99564Iron shakes his head in self-dissapointment.
(Gods, what a mess of a fight that was.)
Licking his wounds again a little more thoroughly after the unarmed pony's beating, he walks over to see if there are any more of the guards in this camp.
(That is four ponies down. I know there are two more ponies at the very least and one is armed at a ledge. Now where are those ponies?)
[1d20+3 = 7]>>99565He doesn't have to wonder about one of those
BANG!
>>99566Shot is avoided since 10 AC. Iron now knows the ledge pony's position, right?
>>99567He could see him quickly
[1d20+5 = 14]>>99568Iron, dead set on the offending armed pony who dared shoot at him, runs there and attempts to jump to his location.
[1d20+3 = 22]>>99569He is able to jump at least half way up the ledge (which has a walking path) towards this pony
He shoots at Iron
[1d20+5 = 18]>>99571Cursing for both his inability to reach the pony and the searing pain of a rifle bullet inserting itself on his coat, he jumps again to try and reach the damn pony to melee range.
[1d20+6 = 19]>>99573What a waste of a 20. All for a misclick.Iron finally power jabs the armed pony right on his cheating face.
[1d20+3 = 19]>>99510>>99575What 20?
Hit
But first
BANG
Who besides Iron is not kill?
[1d3+12 = 13]>>99575>>99576Deleted the roll already. Tell me when to roll damage.
>>99580A funny way of saying eee, my batty dudeerino
>>99564Dark Star Moves to her Flanks and begins lathering Them up
>>99580Um... what is it?
>>99578That’ll do. He’s down
>>99582And may she be lathered eternal, shinny and foam
>>99583So... about that other dice you rolled...Iron looks at his vantage point for what he assumes to be the last bandit around.
>>99577I'm 'bout to be kill here in a sec.
>>99585I know. Any new actions to declare for Brie?
>>99586One more stallion with a rifle, and a unicorn mare of peach coat.
>>99587F.
And silver never got his breakfast
[1d20+5 = 20]>>99588Iron shakes his head and jumps down, trying to land as close to the duo as possible.
>>99592>>99589You can try following them and downing the one carrying the loot. It shouldn't be too hard to keep up, especially with wings in what I assume they parked on a flat grassland.
Man, I had the weirdest dream. It was like a real-life version of a tabletop game, set in a fantasy world with swords and magic, but also with sci-fi elements in its story. Me and the other players were just wandering mercenaries and adventurers, but we all shared a secret past none of us knew about: we were all the progeny of an advanced race of aliens who mated with the natives of the fantasy planet we were on, and we had only recently come out of cryo as adults with no recollection of who we were, or what the mysterious devices we were "hatched" from were for. Our ultimate goal in the game was to find out who we were, and to travel the world to find the other 14 cryo pods that were yet to be opened. It ended with me playing as a mage/wizard assaulting the Duke's palace with a character who was more than a little like Brie, because we believed there was a cryo pod hidden underneath where the palace courtyard had been constructed.
Don't know why I wanted to post that. Maybe because I thought it was interesting and I wanted to share it before I forgot all the details.
>>99588F. Silver will be forever hungry, because he couldn't have his Wheaties.
>>99595Interesting premise.
>>99597Just how my brain works, sometimes.
>>99597Just another D&D Sci-fi RP, just without the PCs in there.
I have decided to compose a list of all logically possible reasons why the Changeling Hegemony has not yet invaded East Equestria. This is intended to be a logically exhaustive list, not spoilers for any one possibility.
1. Silver is right, Skies is wrong. An invasion is imminent. Skies is either delusional or lying.
A. "At 7:48 AM Central Equestrian Time - 12:48 Sunset Mean Time - The cities of Canterlot and Bales were suddenly and deliberately attacked by the air and ground forces of the Changeling Empire."
B. They are Changelings. They don't need to let you know they are invading in order to invade. They would rather slowly infiltrate and conquer peacefully by replacing government officials.
2. The Changelings are afraid to attack at this moment.
A. The ocean between between New Mareland and East Equestria only promises an eternal war, especially if the army of New Mareland is not deployed in East Equestria and defeated, and if Nova Griffonia, Stalliongrad, or the Equestrian Islands can be used as bases of deployment on Equus
B. New Mareland has a superweapon it can use against the Changelings, secret to the rest of the world, but not to the Changelings (who have oodles of spies). Silver can be proud of White Light after all. Did you think that splitting the Elements of Harmony would be the end of super weapons?
C. Some other secret threat, magical or mundane, acts as a deterrence. Maybe they have assassins on Chrysalis to be deployed in the event of an invasion (and she knows it) or blackmail that will cause her followers to revolt.
3. They can't invade now.
A. the Changelings were on the verge of defeat in the last war, with casualties so extreme as to greatly reduce their effectiveness now. They need to wait to rebuild their strength.
B. The ponies of the West and the North are disturbing the plans of the Changelings by mounting an effective resistance. Even now, Spectral Streak makes Silver proud.
C. The Changeling coalition is breaking down. Chrysalis is kind of a bitch. Maybe even the changelings don't like her. Or maybe some of the queens have their own ideas.
D. Some magical something prevents an invasion. Time travel and magical barriers along the border are two possibilities.
4. They are waiting for an opportunity
A. Rather than invade East Equestria now while the army is away, and leaving an army to fight in Nova Griffonia, Stalliongraad, or on the continent of Griffonia, the Changelings would rather destroy the army at the same stroke as they take East Equestria, either forcing peace or making the invasion of Griffonia easier.
B. They are instigating revolts in East Equestria, which could either bleed New Mareland, or create a logistical disaster for any army that would be deployed to defend the region.
C. They want to instigate revolts to create breakaway states, and then invade and conquer these states. Conquest of East Equestria without ever declaring war on their old ally.
D. They are looking to coordinate an attack with the Griffonian Empire. Having an ally on Griffonia to tie up New Mareland would be very helpful.
5. They don’t want to invade, at least not yet.
A. Chrysalis has had her revenge against the Mane Six an Equestria, and the rest of the Changelings have enough Liebenraum to satisfy them for now. Whether Ash was right about Changelings being like locusts, eventually exhausting supplies and forcing them to take more populations of ponies, this could be true either way.
B. Removing the main threat to the Changeling rule isn’t conducive to Changeling unity or to Chrysalis remaining in power, and Chrysalis really likes her position as Queen over all Western Changelings.
C. They find other enemies on the continent to be more promising targets for now. After all, if East Equestria falls without the destruction of the New Mareland Army, but before Stalliongrad or Nova Griffonia, then New Mareland will simply redeploy their troops to those locations, meaning they have many more troops defending a much smaller border. But taking Stalliongrad and Nova Griffonia first actually expands the border New Mareland has to defend, while removing potential allies and alternative points of deployment.
6. They don’t need to Invade
A. The poorly garrisoned East Equestria allows for easy infiltration by love harvesters. So what if New Mareland collects the tax revenues, the area is easily harvested for love and the government is easily bullied. It’s basically a non-official vassal state, with someone else doing the hard work.
B. Through a secret agreement between the governments, the area is de jure vassal, or otherwise gives the Changelings all they could want.
7. Wait, you seriously believe East Equestria is run by ponies?
A. Changelings are shapeshifters whose entire biology is geared to deceiving ponies. How do you know the entire Blackhooves government on the continent isn’t Changelings? If any other factions also have Changeling influence, they are only what you call “controlled opposition.”
8. You think Chrysalis (or any changeling) controls the Hegemony?
A. Within the My Little Pony setting, there are no less than three powerful magical races that spread and feed off of Chaos, a magic absorbing centaur, vengeful night and day goddesses, powerful dark Unicorn, goat, and cat sorcerers, and an adorable pegasus filly. Any of these could be either a puppet master over Chrysalis, or an ally steering her towards their own interests.
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>>99600Well, that's cool. Your worldbuilding logic is on point.
>>99600Now how could I forget to include the simplest explanation of them all?
9.
Silver is right, Chrysalis is wrong. East Equestria is actually entirely ripe to be invaded now, but Changeling leadership is failing to capitalize on the opportunity in either an error in judgement, because of personal reasons that don't correspond to the broader picture, or a miscalculation of facts that seems reasonable to them, but is out of line with a fuller assessment of all of the facts.
This solution seems the least satisfying, but it's hardly without precedent in the real world.
In the Athenian expedition to Sicily in the Pelopennesian war, the general Nicias decided to withhold the Army from attacking the Sicilians shortly after the Spartans arrived because of a lunar eclipse, which he took as a bad omen. Thus what might of been a victory became the disaster for the Athenians in Sicily.
At multiple points shortly after the Turk conquest of Central Anatolia and the establishment of the "Sultanate of Rum," the Byzantines could have invaded and pushed back the Turks. They failed to do so, largely because of infighting, and thus these regions where forever lost to Christendom.
Frederick Wilhelm II of Prussia withdrew from the First Coalition in 1795 to make peace with Napoleon in the treaty of Basel, leading to Austria being defeated in that war, then Prussia being invaded and catastrophically defeated in 1807 by Napoleon.
Windrow Wilson refused to enter the United States in WW1, and also refused to ban American shipping from entering more dangerous areas of the Atlantic. Thus the war dragged on and more Americans were killed by German Submarines.
After the Nazi invasion of Poland and the French declaration of war, the German-French border was very poorly defended because something like 4/5 of German troops were sent to Poland. France could have invaded Germany and ended the second world war before it began. They did not, and the rest is history.
The entirety of the German high command, besides Eric von Mannstein and Adolf Hitler, thought that an invasion of France would be catastrophic and end as well as in WW1. They were wrong.
After the Molotov Ribbentrop Pact, everyone knew that war between Germany and the Soviet Union was inevitable. Yet Stalin ignored intelligence reports from the British that the Germans were preparing an invasion under the belief that they were trying to goad him into attacking. He even withdrew a portion of the army from the border to try to look "less threatening."
During the U.S. intervention in Vietnam, North Vietnam was not invaded nor even properly bombed until the end of the war. Supply lines in communist Laos were also not invaded by ground troops. Instead, the Communists operated from secure bases and supply lines as the US played whack-a-mole in the jungle. This failure to take the war seriously possibly contributed to the disaster of the war as a whole.
I've heard that during the Iraqi invasion of Iran, Saddam Hussein issued an order to stop, thus giving time for the Iranians to mobilize and prepare defenses. But I can't confirm this.If all of the above sounds like a testament to human stupidity (and thus to Changeling stupidity, should some or most of them make the same mistake), please remember that the list of invasions and declarations of war that failed catastrophically is far, far longer, and far more well known than the list of failures that stemmed from a failure to attack, invade, or declare war. Even half of the examples given above stem from invasions and declarations of war that didn't need to happen. When you declare war, or invade a country with most of your army, you roll the dice. And what you are gambling can be the fate of the kingdom itself. War often topples queens. Peace rarely causes the fall of an empire.
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>>99603So much detail for this one option...Poor little bug.
Looks like EaW got a new update. The Kingdom of Vedina and the Socialist Republic of the Free Griffons got unique focus trees. Kinda sad they didn't do the same for the Northern Tribes.
>>99605The new update confirms what was already strongly implied by the "Griffonian Empire" game rule setting included in the Brother's Feud update: that the Griffonian Socialist Republic was built upon land recently stolen from native pony inhabitants. (Even though the Northern Tribes have "unspecified" as their race rather than 'Pony," and the GSR has no debuff national spirit to represent pissed off indigenous ponies). This leaves me urging for a purging.
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>>99609Here's hoping everyone will be on for the weekend. Here's also hoping I can actually get something done with Silver.
>>99611Poor Silver. Will he ever get his wheaties?
>>99612At this rate, Silver is beginning to have doubts.
>>99613And then what shall Silver do after his wheaties?
>>99614Finish getting those books for Blue
hopefully so he can finally get paid some much needed Bits. After that, probably look into if there's any records for where his children are. Either that or ask about/look for a new job.
>>99615>Silver’s childrenD’aww
>>99616How much later are you planning on being up?
>>99620I can stay up however long
>>99621Alright. When we last left off, Brie was getting kiked by a shitty dice roll and some curiously interpreted game physics.
How fast is the train going?
>>99622Maybe 30 MPH? Pretty fast, but very far below the 80 MPH+ that is the average speed of the train’s route
>>99623Brie sticks his head out of the hole the ponies fled through
>>99624Much as last time, they jump into the wind trying to glide forward by using their own momentum. They try to fly in the 20 feet or so of clearing between the tracks and the forest
>>99625"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" Brie Eeee's to himself.
Pulling his head back into the car, Brie storms toward the engine room.
For the record, I'm pausing to allow you to throw a wrench in my plans or intentions,... never know when a pony is going to fly out of the woodwork and try and cut his head off
>>99626Brie runs over and past a disoriented mail pony, and opens the door. As stated before, the gap between the locomotive and the RPO is not covered nor is there a floor, but neither is it non traversable. The door to the locomotive is unlocked. Going in, the Layout, strangely enough, is almost like that of a normal sleeping car, with a door in the center and a narrow corridor along the far left side of the locomotive. But unlike a normal car, there are no windows, only lighting. To the right are noisy stainless steel covered units with gauges, handles, and small openings fit things like oil. Some parts are more exposed, showing massive Diesel engines with giant cylinders driving large electric generators. Further towards the front, the corridor leads into an open cab. Or rather, an area behind the main cab that has a pair of bunks, a coffee machine on the right, and a small door on the left that is probably a lavatory. Through a threshold is the cab itself, where there are a pair of seats, a throttle, and a number of gauges and what have you on a control panel. Through the forward windows the track and the night are illuminated by the train’s headlight, and the night above is starry.
Black Ozren stands there and looks back at Brie, and another pony, an earth pony who is also blue, wears a grayish uniform. There is a copy of the Princess’s journal laying on part of the control panel off to the right. Ozren addresses Brie
“You again?”
>>99628"What was in that safe?" Brie demands.
>>99629“What safe? The one in the RPO the bandits dynamited to try to get? Probably cash being transferred between banks, maybe jewelry... if it was something special, I am not aware of it.”
>>99630"And what
are you aware of?"
>>99631Ozren looks over the to the engineer pony demandingly
“Smokes.”
The engineer pony lowers his ears
“Smokes. Now.”
He pulls out a cigarette from a pocket
“A light, too.”
Ozren answers
“That I need to get the hell out of this forest”
He lights a cigarette
>>99632"You don't seem one to fuss about breaking a nail. What's got you scared of this forest?"
>>99633“Did you not see those sun cultists swarming this train? The pyromaniac train robbers didn’t help.”
>>99634"Oh for fuck's sake,..." Brie storms back through the train, pausing to search the corpses of the various ponies who are dead, headed for his cabin.
>>99635Search roll and a luck roll
>>99633I’m not entirely sure what you were going for
[1d20-1 = -17][1d20+10 = 24]>>99636+10 is the search
-1 cuz charisma
>>99637Loot, ammo, weapons, whatever. Brie has no idea how long this is going to take, and since he's down to two of his daggers
;_; it may be time to improvise
>>99638Damn.
Looking into the opened safe, Brie can see, or rather, feel, that a number of notes were left in the back safe by the bandits in their haste. A book is also neglected. Perhaps more interesting are several envelopes that have fallen on the floor, but are too “fat” and heavy to simply be normal letters... they carry something valuable.
Also probably some of his daggers should still be there. At least the ones that were thrown inside of the train.
There is a shotgun with some shells in the RPO, and a carbine in the coach car as well as a pair of magazines. Private snowflake seems to have jumped the train when she could earlier.
>>99640Taking everything, Brie heads for the Ling's quarters. He remembers to do the 2-1 knock
>>99641Kerr opens, sticking his nose through, then looks at Brie
“Was ist mit dir passiert?”
>>99642"Jemand musste diesen Zug wieder in Gang bringen, ...."
>>99642Brie deposits his newly acquired equipment in the corner and takes inventory.
>>99644By that I mean, how much ammo does he have for each weapon, how many of his blades did he manage to locate, what's in the envelopes and everything, how much money did he find, etc."Du Junge Tiere hast noch die Papiere, die ich dir gegeben habe?" Brie asks the Lings, while pouring through everything.
>>99619That picture makes me feel sick at my stomach tbh
So what I neglected to mention was that several hours before I drugged myself with sleeping pills
>>99643“Aha” says Kerr
>>99645>>99644“Ja” responds Kerr. Wesley however, open the door to the bathroom, and looks in with an expression of apprehension.
Then he points his hoof in and says
“Was wirst du mit ihnen machen?”
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>>99647I guess that's one way to fall asleep...?
>>99641It’s the
only way to fall asleep
Okay, so who is available when?
>>99652I'm free until...whenever, I suppose.
Well... it looks like Dark Star is dead...
At least he got to lather Skies
Silver may need to go for his Wheaties alone
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>>99654F. He will be missed.
How long are those two going to be in there? Silver gives the clock an impatient look, as he has been doing since he had stopped eavesdropping on Star and Skies' passion a few minutes ago. He throws his hooves in the air in a "fuck it" fashion, signaling he's had enough.
I have things I need to do today. I can not wait forever for them to finish. As he begins to put on his clothing and equipment, he jots down a small note on a "borrowed" napkin for Blue, stating how he's going out to do a couple of tasks before tackling that catacombs job again today.
A few more minutes later, a fully-readied Silver makes his way out of the Hotel for the first time in what feels like ages. An empty growl from his stomach signals his most pressing concern. He quickly hooks himself up to the cart he left outside last night, and makes his way towards the diner he and Skies visited yesterday for Breakfast.
Still can not believe all of that took place in one day. Here is hoping today will be little bit more calm and orderly.
>>99656Aww, I thought he would go with Skies
>>99655Well, we
could continue with Iron
>>99657I sense a bit of resistance. Any particular reason why?
>>99657He would have, had Star not stolen Skies for himself.
Unless it's a personal request from you. I'm fine with retconning if you want to be able to actually do something with Skies today, instead of waiting for Star to suddenly decide to be not-ded.
[1d2 = 1]>>99658Laziness and I don’t want to go back to my laptop
>>99659
>>99659I mean, I would have thought it would be silver and Skies with Star thereafter joining them... I don’t know. It kind of makes sense to split but I thought there would be a discussion about it first
>>99654>>99656Unfortunately not
>>99659>stolen
>>99660Ohok. I'll let you be lazy then. For the sake of posterity:
There were two ponies down the ledge. They had a little more description, which makes me think they are semi-important ponies that I don't want to kill and can interrogate for info
and be evil with the mare to get it.>>99659Try not to pound her and spill your seed inside of her again. A shitstorm of high magnitude will occur again.
>>99663>>99662HE LIVES!
>>99663So Iron is right in front of a mare and a new gunman, yes?
>>99661You just don't know when two specific players will be online at the same time, which creates problems when an NPC/DMPC is involved with both of them and they have different plans for their character's days.Just as much as you would want this to be enjoyable for us Players, we would want this to be enjoyable for you the DM. Plus with Skies, you're basically a player in your own right, albeit with godly control over the universe we all reside in. If you want, I'll gladly retcon so Silver stays a bit longer: it's only one post to delet, after all. The interaction during the mission would certainly make it more interesting for everyone involved, you included.>>99662Oh shid, he liv!
>>99664He jumped down from the ledge to do that, yes. It is unsure of their allegiance yet. I think they're meant to be enemies from that one bang someone did when I hit the ledge gunstallion.
>>99666Oh no, they are both on the ledge
>>99667Oh. Well, the gun stallion
is staring at Iron
menacingly, right?
>>99668Obviously. This is the area where the armed guard was guarding earlier
>>99669wew? Do you have any actions to declare?
[1d20+6 = 15]>>99670Making sure I'm not accidentally hitting a possible friendly.Iron glances at the mare, unsure of going for her first. He fixes his gaze over to the stallion pointing another one of these armor piercers on him.
"You ponies and your guns."
Iron closes the distance between him and the armed pony for a swift, powerful strike on his chest.
>>99672Skies finished washing the careful foam and soap out of her coat
“Not particularly.”
>>99671Before Iron’s action, the peach coated mare’s horn lights up in blue
>>99673Hm. I think you're trying to make me hit the mare.Iron, still unsure of hitting the mare in front of him, simply stares the little magic show.
(What is she doing?)
>>99673Dark Star's stomach growls
"I sorta am."
>>99675She pats him
“You want to go somewhere?”
>>99674With another glow of blue light, the mare pulls up a metal gun, jams a box magazine into the side of the gun, and slides the bolt back in a loud
“Chic-chac”
[10d20 = 116]>>99676>>99674 Cauldron, not missing her opportunity, shoots at the peach mare from beyond Iron’s field of view
TAT TAT TAT TAT
>>99678>>99674The bullets collapse and spark against a blue wall, protecting the pony
>>99676Fuck it, I have made my decision. Silver never left the hotel room, he's just laying down on his back on the bed, bored as hell.
>>99676"Yea. Maybe a hayburger place."
[1d20+6 = 9]>>99677>>99678>>99679>>99676(Uh oh. She is definitely threatening now.)
Seeing how the bullets he assumes Cauldron shot flicked off without much of an issue, decides to activate his survival instinct, breaking his code, and charges straight for the mare for a powerful hit for her chest.
(I must try her magical barrier to see if melee attacks work on her. She will not be available to fire with me right on her.)
>>99682At least she will have to melee Iron, for that is not a tumble and he's right in front of her.
>>99684D-don't bully my dice rolls!
[10d20 = 119]>>99683>she will not be able to fire with me right in front of herUh... that’s not how guns work. At least not short barreled ones that you can move around telekinetically
TAT TAT TAT TAT
Is silver still kill?
>>99681“We could go there, if you like.”
[7d6 = 28]>>99687Let’s be a little generous
>>99690>generous>still ends me at current health after that little goof with the chef and the unarmed pony.Let's pretend I'm at full health for this blast.
>>99688"That Would be great."
He Grins
[20d20 = 193]>>99691And Iron is knocked down, bleeding out
But the battle is not over yet, as Cauldron fires the remainder of the magazine in a long burst
>>99692“Shall we go?”
>>99693In case you missed it:
>>99680
>>99693Oh well. Hope it doesn't end too prematurely.Iron breathes in and out for a bit, in searing pain from his wounds.
(Damn weapons. It is times like these that armor and shield would have been useful.)
[3d10 = 13]>>99691>>99693A bullet breaks through and wounds the mare, as blood comes out of her barrel.
“All that for a little blood?” She says to Cauldron, with still 20 rounds in her magazine, which she levels at Cauldron
Pear, by contrast, comes out of the tent carrying none other than the dog statue. She then says, or rather, incants,
“E te atua nui o te whakawa tika a te Atua, kawea mai tou riri ki ou hoa whawhai”
And from the skies above, a bolt of lighting comes down and strikes the mare.
>>99697>>99696Stunned, the mare drops her gun, and falls back
Cauldron rushes over to Iron
“Iron!”
She pulls the stopper out of a container of potion, and immediately tries to make Iron drink it
>>99698So I guess they walk out of the bathroom, possibly meeting Silver
>>99699>>99700Indeed they do, as he looks over at the two exiting the bathroom. "Finally, I was about ready to just leave without you. You two want to go for breakfast? I am starving over here." An audible growl from his stomach punctuates this fact.
>>99699Iron opens his mouth weakly, trying to help Cauldron in the process of forcedrinking the potion.
(What was
that? Are the gods punishing her for cheating with that forsaken weapon?)
>>99702Cauldron makes Iron drink the potion, then tries to grab some pieces of cloth to stop the bleeding. A minute passes, and Iron feels, well, not dying.
The peach mare is not quite dead yet, and cauldron makes sure to tie her with twine, almost like a rodeo calf, and she continues to bleed from her wound
>>99701Skies blinks
“Sure.”
>>99703Iron points to the mare that just shot him to almost death, straining his voice a little.
"Keep her alive. She may have knowledge."
>>99701"That's just what we were about to do."
>>99703>>99705Silver throws his clothes, bags, and equipment over his back. He blinks back at Star. "We can head to that diner nearby after I hitch myself back up to my cart outside. I hope they have that delicious wheat-based cereal there."
>>99704“Hmmph! It’s hard enough keeping you alive. Drink more of this.”
>>99706"Wheaties? i love those."
>>99708>>99706“What are wheaties?”
>>99707Iron takes the potion from Cauldron, drinking it all in one gulp in his prone position
"Right. I might have compromised that after that 'getting my coat shredded' business."
Dangit. I could've sworn you'd at least need a perk to fire point-blank in 3.5 but crossbows and arrows are not exactly close-ranged guns. Nevermind that one guy who pulled off crazy close-ranged shots with that one technique. Guessing he had the perk.
>>99708"Yeah, those!" His face brightens up upon the mentioning of the name. "We should go get some right now!"
>>99709"Only most delicious wheat cereal there is. Perfect for ponies in my profession, too. Gives lots of energy to rely on through day."
>>99709"Compressed wheat served with milk. it's a cereal."
>>99711"I haven't had any sense before the war."
>>99710I think you are thinking of Point Blank Shot, which gives a bonus to shooting at close range, but isn’t necessary to do itCauldron pulls out a knife
“This May hurt a bit but”
She digs it into his flesh
“I need to get these out.”
>>99711“Oh... Okay.”
”I don’t need no biscuits or ham,
All I want is Pepperman’s Jam”>>99712“I see...”
>>99712>>99713Silver opens the door to the hotel room and steps into the doorway. He looks back at his companions. "Well, come on! Do not make me leave without you."
>>99713Crud. I suppose it was a bad idea to hit the LMG mare to begin with. Would the punch do anything if it landed?Iron grunts in mild to moderate pain, clenching his teeth strongly to try to stop any screams from the knife digging in his flesh looking for the bits of metal.
"I unders-stand."
>>99715She does this more than once, and it hurts. At least one of the potions seems to have an analgesic effect, making it far less painful than it ought to be.
“Now just add this... and it shouldn’t get infected. That will have to hold for now.”
>>99714Skies follows
>>99714Dark Star's stomach growls louder than silver's did before
"You don't have to tell me twice."
He heads out into the hall
>>99716Iron huffs in minor pain after the ordeal.
"Thank you. You are a good mare to rely on."
He looks around to see if any other ponies are in the area, as well as the sky to see if there are any clouds above to explain the bolt.
>>99718There are some looming dark clouds, yes, though they do not bolt out the sun.
>>99718The two ponies he punched out earlier on the flat tops are still down
>>99716>>99717Silver leads the way downstairs and outside, stopping at his cart to hitch himself up to it and to put his current possessions in the back. "I am not sure if it could take both of your weights, otherwise I would offer to give you both ride to diner."
>>99719Iron attempts to stand up.
By the by, what's my current health?
>>99720If Silver has ever observed the tendency of some cats to try to occupy cardboard boxes, he may sense a familiarity with Skies’s action, as she occupies the cart
>>99721Low but not dyingIron can stand
>>99715Yes. The barrier only works against ranged weapons, not Iron’s punches.
>>99720>>99722"Wheaties are the best. I'd Curb-stomp 80 Ziggers just to get a box"
>>99723Silver decides to just file that phrase away as "one of those Star things".
>>99722>>99723And thus Silver heads for the diner, giving Blue a luxury cart ride in the process.
>>99723Skies, having grown up in a world without a substantial zebra minority, wheaties, or the 1998 film “American History X,” nods.
“Alrighty then.”
>>99724Skies would say “I know, right?”
This image is kind of adorable in my mind
>>99722Iron huffs.
(Where did those two come from?)
He turns to Cauldron.
"Do me a small favor and tie all these ponies up. I do not want any of the unconscious ponies to wake up and run off at this moment. Could you do that for me?"
>>99726They’ve been there. Since before Iron got there. He has to knock them out. There was a battle. Iron got shot by at least one of the two. Then he knocked both of them out.
Cauldron removes the magazine from the side of the gun, making it into a black almost tube-like instrument. A blunt metal object.
“Certainly”
>>99727Skies lets him pull her around
>>99728Oh, so they woke up after some time? Whoops.Iron looks around some more looking for the earth pony mare.
(I think I heard Pear say something?)
>>99727"So which shop has the best Wheaties?"
>>99729I mean he had to knock them out. Anyways, he’s looking for Pear? Pear has been rummaging trough a large green tent on the top of the little elevated rock formation
>>99731I think I get it.Iron cocks his head, walking over to her rummaging.
"Are you looking for anything important in there?"
>>99732“Some lost items.”
He is holding in her hooves a small statuette, a jade turkey it kind of looks like.
>>99733Iron looks at the jade turkey for a bit.
"Huh. There are more of these."
He turns his attention to the mare.
"Do you know where did the bolt come from? Was it a god's punishment?"
Soon enough, the little group arrives at the place that sells wheaties
I’m not sure what that would look like>>99734“The lightning? It came from a rain cloud. In this time of year the rains come every afternoon. These rains don’t usually bring lightning, but sometimes they do. She happened to be standing in an open clearing on an elevated rock formation. The same could happen to you if aren’t careful.”
>>99730>>99735"Well, I would assume here." Silver stops to let Blue out of the cart.
>>99735Iron cocks his head, remembering the chanting before the lightning stroke the LMG mare.
"I believe I heard some god's chanting before it happened though. Are you sure it was mere coincidence?"
Like the implicit threat there. Sadly, Iron doesn't get she summoned lightning.
>>99736>>99735Dark star helps her out
"Seems good to me."
>>99736Aww, I was liking the “If it fits I sits” pictures
She gets out
Presumably, they can find seats
>>99738She nods to him, and gets out
>>99737“There are many coincidences. How are you still alive? I believe I saw you get hit repeatedly.”
>>99740"Because the gods knew I was cheated in a fight, obviously."
>>99739If she sticks around after breakfast, you'll have plenty more opportunities to post more.
As they wait for a waiter, Silver turns to Blue, keeping his voice low. "Skies, let us say I found machine gun yesterday while doing job for you. Would you know of way I could get it cleaned, fixed, and get ammo for it?"
>>99741“You were cheated?” She asks
>>99744Silver waits to see if she has any further elaboration, or it that's just her answer.
>>99742"Hmmmmmmmm that sounds interesting."
>>99743"Of course. Tools like that weapon are cheats created by cee-vee-lai-sation to destroy the enemy without honor or respect because they cannot use their natural strength to acheive victory."
Nevermind that I rolled bad before but no character can see that.
>>99747“And you think the gods sided with you because of it?”
>>99745It looks like that is all she wants to say for now
>>99748"Yes."
Iron is not a smart pony.
>>99748Well, Silver will just have to accept that, he supposes.
>>99746>>99748"So, it sounds like you two were, uh...'enjoying' yourselves in bathroom earlier."
>>99749Pear nods, and smiles slightly. Somewhere, Iron must have said something that pleased her.
>>99750“What do you mean?”
>>99750Dark star Grins widely
>>99751>>99752"I could hear Star through bathroom door."
>>99751Pear's smile is contagious, cracking a little smile from Iron.
"I think we can keep moving if the gods give us more favors like that one. I think they will like cleaning some tool-lovers off their holy grounds."
>>99755“Then let us go, shall we.”
Cauldron looks over, remaining skeptical
>>99753"Whatever do you mean?"
>>99754>>99757Silver seems rather amused by all this, actually. "So, how was he? It certainly sounded like he was enjoying it."
>>99756Iron smiles
"Now that is a nice plan I can get behind."
He looks to Cauldron.
"We have to risk everything to succeed."
With that, he walks over to the trail, barrel straight but slightly staggering.
Hm. I wonder if Pear is one of the natives' gods.
>>99758Skies smirks at this, believing she understands what Silver really intended with that
>>99759Cauldron says
“I would rather quit while I’m ahead, and not risk everything for jewelry.”
>>99758>>99760"What?"
Dark star eyes them both suspiciously
>>99760>>99761"I just wanted to know how lucky of catch you were for Skies, is all."
>>99760Iron stops in his tracks and turns to her, slightly dumbfounded.
"Imagine the possibilities. You could pursuit and improve whatever business you want to pursue, which will guarantee your and your family's safety! You can freely stop doing your side job you are not fond of and focus on
your interests! Do you not think it is worth risking it for
that life-changing opportunity in front of you?"
>>99761“What?”
>>99762>>99761Skies comes closer to Dark Star, placing a hoof around him, in an unambiguous “he’s mine, you can have him” move
>>99763Cauldron says
“Alright... just don’t get killed.”
Cauldron ends this by looking very suspiciously at Pear
>>99765Dark Star puts his foreleg around her and pulls her in tight.
>>99766*coo*
Poner is hugged
>>99767"You Sure you aren't hungry? I'm paying."
>>99765Iron blinks confusedly, not knowing what's going on with Cauldron's suspicious stare.
(Is she getting jealous because I am following Pear's will to finish the fight or does she think we will get betrayed somehow?)
Shrugging it off for now, he moseys on over to the trail, confident of his odds.
>>99768“Feel free to order whatever you like.”
With this, the waiter, a Snow White earth pony with ice blue mane and tail takes orders
>>99769“Over there, down that trail. It ends at the base of the hill, and just over it is our old archeological site.”
>>99770"Hey there. Do you serve Wheaties here?"
>>99770"Did you sneak a glance on what they brought in terms of firepower after you left?"
>>99771“Yes, we do.”
>>99772“Nothing you haven’t already seen and felt.”
>>99765>>99766Dark Star will be Silver's one day. It's only a matter of time.
>>99773Silver smiles at the waiter. "I will take some Wheaties if you do not mind."
>>99774Skies holds on to Star tighter
“Alright, two orders of wheaties.”
>>99773Iron nods.
"This time I will not be surprised by the cheating these ponies brandishing their cheating weapons. Let us walk the trail, then."
With that, he starts the trek towards the rest of the camp with Pear and Cauldron in tow.
>>99775>>99777As the waiter (presumably) leaves the table, Silver looks back to Star and Skies. "You have not answered my question, though."
>>99778He Grins at silver
>>99776More traversing through a path that clearly looks like it’s been widened by ponies somewhat recently through deeper forest, and past a small stream to the hillside. Trees do not grow so thickly not so tall through it, and there is more brush covering this part.
Pear: “right through this area”
Cauldron: “looks like we will need to do sone clearing ourselves.”
She pulls a machete out of a holder, and grasping at it with her mouth, starts hacking at brush
>>99778“He’s pretty helpful with mane and coat care.”
>>99780Iron nods.
"Try to cut in short strokes. We will definitely need the brush to act as cover when we reach the camp itself for scouting purposes."
(While I could cut it with my teeth, I feel lime Cauldron could find some useful plants to brew more potions when she hacks.)
>>99780"Yep. Coat care is important."
>>99781"I Lathered her up well."
>>99781“What do you want to know?”
>>99782“You think it will be well guarded?”
>>99784"I just wanted to know how he was."
>>99785“Pretty good. What he lacks in experience, he makes up for in youthful energy.”
>>99784"Maybe, but I cannot risk any more surprises, even with the gods giving us their grace."
>>99785"Why Do you want to know? That's weird."
>>99786"I could imagine that. Sounds like he was enough to satisfy you."
>>99788Silver shrugs. "I do not know. I just heard you through bathroom door, and it sounded like you were enjoying your time. Wanted to know how it was for other pony involved, I suppose."
>>99789"Why were you listening in the first place?"
>>99790Skies pets the upset pony
>>99789She shrugs
>>99790Silver gives him a deadpan look. "You woke me up with your moans. I do not think I had much choice in matter."
>>99787“What do you know of the gods?” Asks Pear
>>99794Iron opens his mouth, then ponders for a bit.
"There are many, mostly representing things like the Sun, Moon, rain, life, death and other concepts. I did not pay much attention to the elders so I am missing a lot of information about them."
>>99795“What are
you looking for?”
>>99793"Hmmmmmm,Ok."
>>99791Dark Star Pets her Back
>>99791>>99797Moving on...
"What were your plans for today?"
>>99798"I Gotta Check in at the Orphanage, then I'm Gonna see if Sea Breeze has any Jobs for me."
>>99796Iron glances to the side, remembering her disdain for money-oriented pursuits.
"I was thinking on getting something to boost my renown. Taking out a big group of bandits in order to help somepony in need does that, right?"
(Do not say money or she will not be as cooperative.)
>>99799"That is...actually rather nice of you, to keep thinking of them. Those foals we rescued, are they doing alright?"
>>99801"they are...Doing rather well,given the circumstances. i was actually thinking about Adopting them."
>>99802"That is admirable, but do you think you would be ready? It is lot of work, raising foals. Especially on your own. You need stable home and steady source of income. And with what they've been through..."
>>99803"Yea i think i am Ready.I'm Employed with the Black Hoofs, and i have a room rented at the Tavern."
>>99800“Right... well, let’s go, and don’t get shot. Again.”
>>99804Silver gives him a soft but unsure look. "You probably need something more in terms of housing. Something with in-house kitchen and bathroom."
>>99805"I shall try to do that."
He feels she could read his intentions.
(Hopefully she does not mind we will take most of the weapons.)
Speaking of, can he go back to pick that big gun after finishing off the bandits or was it destroyed by the bolt?
>>99806"Yeah, I've been thinking about that too."
>>99805He Turns to Blue
"How can i get one of the rooms at the hotel?"
>>99804>>99806“I know family law in the Metropolitan, and in Manehattan now don’t allow single males to adopt children. Maybe this district is more liberal, I don’t know.”
>>99808“Ask Seabreeze, Maybe.”
>>99807You mean the peach mare’s gun? It’s an identical model to what Cauldron has
>>99809Wait, seriously? Since when she has that gun? Nevermind. I still want all those weapons for selling later.If this becomes real or at least rewards me for my dream actions.Iron walks on, slightly bothered about the possibility of more mare punching.
>>99810You looted the first set of bandits and took their guns.
>>99811I know that, but I think I didn't loot this new set of bandits. I took 3 SMGs and two rifles so far and Iron
could take more.
>>99808"Well, if you do, and you ever need help, do not be afraid to ask me, alright?"
I'll be right back. Dinner.
>>99809"Ah well thats a shame.... I Hope they can find a good home then"
Dark Star looks saddend to hear he cant adopt them and keep them safe
>>99814She pets him
“Maybe they’ll let you.”
>>99812The hell are you going to do with 4 SMGs?
>>99815Sell it?
Don't tell me that's impossible...
>>99816How could it be possible?
>>99815"It Makes sense why they wouldn't though."
Dark Star Has a Gloomy look on his face.
>>99819"Oh, do not look so gloomy. You never know until you ask, and it is not as if it would hurt to do so."
>>99819She pets the sad pony
“They’ll let them stay with foster families sometimes for extended periods without formal adoption.”
>>99820>>99821He smiles a little
"Hopefully it can happen."
>>99822"I think I will go see how they are doing after I am done with job today, maybe. If you have not adopted them before then, that is."
>>99823"Mention that you helped save them, they might not remember."
>>99823>>99824The Snow White pony returns with wheaties
whatever those are
>>99824"Of course. Would not want to frighten them by making them thing I was just some random stallion there to see them."
>>99825"Yes! Thank you!" Silver happily takes his.
>>99826"I'll stop off and talk to Sea Breeze First,so you can visit them."
>>99825"Thank You. I Love These."
He Takes the Wheaties and buries his face into the Milky and Cereal goodness.
>>99829"You do not need to do that. I have things of my own that I need to get done first."
>>99830>>99829And thus they have their milky, cereal goodness
>>99830"If You say so."
>>99831"This is Great!"
>>99832Skies looks at the wheaties, unsure of them
>>99833"Try some, I Promise They are Fantastic."
He Smiles At Her
>>99834She taps one with her hoof, presumably causing it to bob up and down in the milk
“What are they?”
>>99835"It's Grain Cereal coated with Sugar Looks like this Place adds Some marshmallows."
>>99831Silver does indeed dig into his own bowl.
Skies moves her muzzle down and sniffs the strange objects
>>99838inb4 the bowl has sedatives and its an elaborate kidnapping scheme.
>>99838"It's Not Gonna Bite,you."
He laughs
>>99840She licks up one of the wheaties and starts to crunch it
>>99841She Can Taste The Wheat it was made with strongly, Along with the Sugar it's powdered in. All-in-All it tastes Pretty good.
>>99842She winces back a little, crunches loudly, and eventually swallows
“I like the... sugar”
>>99843"They're Fantastic! The Wheat is the best."
He grins at her
>>99843Silver just shrugs at her, mouth full of Wheaties and milk. He swallows them down so he may speak. "You are allowed to like whatever. Same goes with disliking. I think they are better with milk, myself, rather than just dry."
>>99844She grins back, not terribly convincingly.
>>99845She nods at Silver
>>99846A question: Are you preparing for the ultimate climax of clearing the temple grounds of bandits?
>>99847That’s going to require a hell of a lot more preparation than wheaties
>>99848Just making sure. I go sleep now. Night.
Will Brie, Onyx and Spark ever go back to
Sleep? Will Iron ever wake up? Will White Orchid and Mint Marine ever have a father figure in their lives? Will Silver ever finish his wheaties?
Hopefully that will all be resolved in this coming week
>>99846>>99850He Buries his Face into his bowl and continues eating
>>99850Silver, meanwhile, uses a spoon and his unicorn magic to eat in a slightly more civilized manner.
>>99852Pretty big turn around from just a minute before
>>99851>>99852Anyways, unless they have something to say to each other or to Skies, they finish their wheaties eventually
>>99853Silver finishes with a satisfied "Ahhhhhhhh". That's the most pressing matter of the day taken care of. He turns to Skies. "So, Miss Skies, what are
your plans for today?"
>>99854“I’m working today, of course.”
>>99855He nods, satisfied with that answer. "I guess we will all be doing our own things today."
>>99850Iron can't wake up. He's dead from the shock of having his coat rippled to shreds in dreamworld. Now he is living through purgatory to be judged into being in the sky or to the underworld
>>99855"I'll come visit you at lunch."
He Hugs her
>>99856“I guess so.”
>>99858*coo*
>>99857Rainbow of Darkness, the darkness sends. Nowhere begins the night that never ends!
>>99858>>99859Silver smirks at the two. "I imagine you will be 'enjoying each other's company' all over your office, Skies."
>>99860S-so disrespectful! There's foals in there!>>99859Truly the darkest timeline these ponies will have to endure.
>>99860“Oh Silver...”
She shakes her head and smiles
>>99860Dark Star Laughs
"Soon."
>>99862>>99863Silver laughs with him. "Well, I hope you kids have fun, at least!"
>>99862Dark Star kisses her
"I Gotta get to the orphanage,Blue."
>>99866"You want me to give you ride back to Hotel, Skies?"
>>99868Naturally, such an answer to this particular question causes him to raise an eyebrow.
>>99868"I'll walk you Back over there."
>>99870“But but... a ride in the cart”
>>99871He Touches his hoof to his chin in thought
"I Should get a cart, Silver can pull you over there. I'll walk you back too."
>>99869“Well... maybe I do want to”
>>99872“I rode in the cart as we walked over here.”
>>99873Silver laughs a small bit. "Sure thing, Skies. It was rather fun."
The waiter returns
“Okay, that will be 2 bits.”
>>99876Dark Star Gives him the Bits he Needs
>>99877Reee is a mare
>>99875Skies trots outside and hops in the cart, barely fitting in it
>>99878Silver likewise trots outside and hitches himself up to the cart. With the size difference between them, it's almost like he's giving his daughter a ride through town. You know, if his daughter was a blue pegasus.
>>99879She’s not
that much smaller. But yes, she’s definitely smaller
What is Silver’s con score?
>>99878Ooops i assumed her gender
>>99880That would be 16. As far as I know, the highest of the group."Next stop, Grand Baltimare Hotel! Be sure to keep all hooves and wings inside cart at all times during ride."
>>99882>>99880Dark Star walks outside
>>99882Skies poofs her wings up, Perhaps in a “don’t tell me what to do” fashion.
Well shit, maybe he is much bigger that her
>>99884Silver is a big boi.Silver's only response is to laugh heartily.
>>99883"You coming?"
INB4: "That comes later."
So yeah, can I get that ammo and knives rundown? If he found all the ones that landed somewhere in the train, that would put him at,... 6. Fug, I'm gonna need to buy more. Hope there was lodsaemonay in those envelopes,....
>>99885"Sure."
He Gets in the Cart
>>99887“But there isn’t room for two ponies in this cart”
>>99886It would take a while to figure out what knives he could get back, but it should essentially be all of the ones that were not thrown outside of the train.
All guns are carbines, three magazines of... ten rounds?
Unfortunately the cash left in the safe was only 600 bits. In the first envelope is just sunglasses, the second one has a jeweled necklace and a ring in it. There is one further item of note - a shiny short sword from the safe
>>99647"Oh ja, ich habe sie vergessen." Brie sighs and loots the corpses, and then begins the process of dragging the corpse to the closest vestibule door to unceremoniously dump them off the train.
>>99887>>99888"You could always ride on my back, Star."
>>99889That would require making sure the the car corridor is empty... but it’s easy enough. The scenery passes by quickly, and the bodies can be tossed off. A lighter, some flint, a map, some paper, maybe a compass, another magazine and 50 bits.
>>99891"No Thanks i'll walk."
>>99893"Suit yourself." Silver begins to trot back towards the Hotel, cart and by extension Skies in tow.
>>99893“Suit yourself”
>>99894*sitting Pegasus noises*
>>99892Brie isn't worried about secrecy
now. Alright. Brie takes the short sword, his knives, leaves all the cash, jewelry, and trinkets, and guns/ammo, and then proceeds to go about flinging bodies from the train.
>>99895"This is kind of fun, ferrying you around like this."
>>99896One more in the dining car... two more in the coach, but at least the one in the main car is surrounded by ponies
>>99897“It’s kind of nice being ferried around. You’re pretty strong for a pickle head.”
>>99898That's fine, he just wanted the bodies out of the bathroom. Are there any signs or sounds of further issues on the train?
>>99898Strong, nimble, enduring. The peak, the pinnacle of 68 year-old Severyanan physiology. "You can thank my lineage then. That and lifetime of extensive physical activity." He taps the side of his head. "Might not be sharpest knife in drawer, but I make do."
>>99898>>99900Dark Star Rolls his Eyes
>>99899No. There are still a very large number of ponies on the train... and Spark and Onyx along with Needle Pusher tending to wounded, but there is no imminent threat. The train may not even get to police until Canterlot.
>>99900Skies nods, silently thinking of ways to justify a belief that she is still superior somehow.
>>99901“Don’t be like that Star”
>>99901>>99902"You both should have seen my father. I am not joking about having never seen bigger or stronger stallion anywhere. He would tower over me, even now, if he were alive."
>>99902Brie walks over to Onyx and Spark and whispers "Either of you fancy a shotgun?"
>>99903“And that was the Earth pony, yes?”
>>99904Hmmm... not sure if they are here
>>99904"I would love to, but I can't even handle this pistol. I would wager Onyx could."
>>99905He nods at her. "Earth Pony strength at its finest. He used giant, two-hoofed hammer while he served as quartermaster for Royal Guard, so big he was only pony in his entire regiment who could even lift it, much less swing it at enemies. I never got to see him in combat, but from what I hear, with as big and heavy as it was, and with how strong he was, he could easily crush even griffon knight's fully-armored head like walnut."
>>99907She nods
“He May have made a good artisan or helot. Maybe even an auxiliary”
>>99908Silver looks back at her. "I guess auxiliaries are non-pegasi Nimbusian soldiers?"
>>99910"I also guess they are low-ranked compared to even lowest-ranked Pegasus soldiers, but considered to be of higher value than other helots?"
>>99906"I suppose that makes sense. I'm sure we'll find a use for it in time. Everything alright here?"
>>99905>>99907"Earth Pony Superiority at it's finest."
>>99911“They were generally recruited from the free non-citizen population, but basically.”
>>99913Silver coughs.
>>99914He nods at this. "I could imagine him being one then, if he lived in Nimbusia. Griffon knights are not exactly well known for their amazing flight abilities, after all. As long you have way of bypassing their enchanted armor, Earth Ponies, Unicorns, or Pegasi could take one on."
>>99912"I think so, besides the mail carrier and my wounds. But we will recover."
>>99915You see, colt. If you punch armor hard, armor hits wearer for you.
>>99916"The mail carrier?"
>>99913*Glares*
>>99915“Generally a Pegasus, as they are the most well disciplined, civically minded, and can fly, but sure. Even a lesser asset can be an asset.”
>>99918"That one that was hurt from the explosion. I found a doctor to help him though. Lucky that there was one on the train."
>>99919"Ah, but you are forgetting most critically important advantage of being Pegasus: you are only pony race that can beat Griffons in Rock, Paper, Scissors."
>>99921>>99922Skies expression flattens as she remains silent
>>99920"No casualties though? Really?" Brie is clearly surprised by this. "I'll be in the cabin, but first I gotta check with the Engine."
>>99923>>99924"It was just a joke. Ponies are Equal."
>>99925Through the damaged mail car, through the locomotive, and back to the two in the locomotive
>>99927Same response
>>99924Skies lightens a little as she figures maybe that wasn’t intended to be a mocking insult
>>99928Silver's own expression brightening up at this sign seems to confirm this.
>>99925"If you don't count the ponies we killed that were looking for Pinkie and the robbers, then as far as I can tell, nopony else."
Spark checks Tipsy for any damage.
>>99928"Ah Come on Blue."
>>99930Unfortunately the ice seems to have melted. Actually that happened like 4 days ago. So tipsy survives unscathed.
>>99929“I don’t understand all of this mixed breeding of unicorns and earth ponies and Pegasi. Just mate Pegasi to Pegasi, earth ponies to earth ponies, and unicorns to unicorns.”
>>99931She narrows her eyes a bit
>>99928"Ozzfest, I've got a question you're not gonna want to answer. Who are
you and what's so special about this train?"
>>99932Silver shrugs. "I have found love tends to work in weird ways like that." He motions to her and Star, even if she's a little cross with him at the moment.
>>99932Spark is relieved that nothing has happened to his glass. He returns to holding it by his side.
>>99933“My name is Bader Ozren, I am a native of the Hayseed Forests outside Moonlighf shores, and after a colored career in the militia I have been appointed as a police captain in the Bales district by the SSA. As for the train, it seems they thought it was carrying an important pony. They found me as the next best thing.”
>>99934Skies tilts her head to the side in evident confusion. Then she says
“I am 100% pure Pegasus of the Thessaloneighki deme.”
>>99934>>99936Dark Star Seems confused by her response
>>99936"Why'd they take you? You're not in uniform, how'd they peg you as a cop?"
>>99936Silver shakes his head. "No no, I am not referring to your purity, though I suppose it is interesting to hear that you are 100% Pegasus. I referring to how you now have Earth Pony coltfriend."
Headcanon/fanon: the reason Blue Skies can't into clouds is because she's the result of a limited gene pool from her family's obsession with racial purity.
>>99938“I think one of them must have seen some leaked information, or saw my name on the manifesto. I’m not a cop in any kind of regular sense. More like a military officer. They would interrupt the meetings of our churches when they thought our sermons got a little too ‘political.’ Figured I’d return the favor. Let them be arrested for thinking what princess belongs where. And if I can get paid for it, all the merrier.”
>>99939“What? Oh. Dark Star is a sweetie. When he wants to be.”
That’s... what\r
>>99940Silver snickers a little. "You just have not broken him in enough."
Eh, just a random thought I had.
>>99941Dark Star Puffs his cheeks out
"I Can't Be Broken."
>>99941“I may have to try harder.”
I guess I can see it. She’s a rather inglorious creature, disappointing for all of the hype of her lineage. Like a German shepherd with hip dysplasia, or a prince with hemophilia
>>99942“We’ll see about that.”
>>99942>>99943>>99944The memory of Star shooting Silver in the ass comes to the surface of Silver's mind. "Oh, I wish could see this."
>>99940"Hmmm. So there shouldn't be any more incidents like this?"
>>99946“On this train? I think they learned their lesson. If not, the State Police will be happy to teach them again after we reach Canterlot.”
>>99945>>99945“Actually...” skies reflects for a moment, and says in the most matter of fact way possible
“It’s not really like me to break a Stallion. Just find a new one if the one you have doesn’t work.”
>>99947"Alright, just one more question. Why are you telling me all this?"
>>99948Silver doesn't seem to immediately get the implications or intent of this statement, from the look of confusion on his face.
Sneaky Skies, playing both sides like that to get what she wants.
>>99949“Because you asked. It’s not like it’s a secret to the ponies I’d rather not know, and I expect a bat to show better sense than them.”
>>99950Judging from her expression, it seems to be one of her rare instances of truth telling, deduced mostly because of how disinterested the delivery seems to be.
>>99951Huh? After a couple more seconds of confusion, Silver just decides to roll with it.
>>99951Brie can't fathom why this bat pony would be so forthright about information considering that Brie had stabbed him in the leg and was going to torture him for information, but he decides to let the matter rest. "Fair enough. If any more trouble arises, I'll be in the Clover Grove cabin."
>>99954Because it's a 'do you know who I am?' form of intimidation>>99953Aww, poor Dark Star
>>99955Unfortunately for Ogden, Brie doesn't really care who he is, beyond how it might be consequential to him.
>>99955In the hope I don't make this worse by saying this:F
>>99956Well, yeah, consequences is kind of the point. Because it means that his faction will care if he is killed or kidnapped and can reward helping. It’s “You know there are dozens of witness here and you’re trapped in a metal can destined for waiting police at Canterlot Central, and given how you’ve already irreparably pissed off the denizens of the forest that provides your only means if escape, your choices are be courteous to me, or death.”>>99953“Oh Dark Star, why would I want to leave the sweet and loving pony I know?”
>>99958Because he vomited on your sheets and can't into emotions?
>>99959This tbh
>>99958"I...Dont know."
>>99960“Then stop worrying”
She bats her eyes at him
>>99961"Alright."
How close are we to the hotel?
>>99962As Derpibooru is petty much out of “If it fits, I sits” pictures, they are pretty much already there
>>99963"I hope you have enjoyed your time on 'Silver Sword Lines'."
>>99964Wasn't that Silver's dick name?
>>99965That would be Silver's Sword.
>>99964Skies hops out, forelegs down first, and looks to Silver, nodding in a half-bow.
>>99967>>99962"We will have to do this again, sometime." Silver looks to his two companions. "Should we spend some more time together later, after we have completed our tasks for today? It was fun being with you both last night."
>>99968Dark Star Still has the frown on his face from earlier
"I Guess."
>>99969“What’s the matter?”
>>99968“Did you perhaps want to look into employment?”
>>99970"It is certainly something I am seriously considering. I think I will need couple days to fully decide one way or other, though. It is not decision to take lightly, joining faction like this. There is much else I need to consider further."
>>99972She narrows her eyes and lets her mouth fall open at this non-sequitur answer
>>99971“You hardly need to join the SSA. The Revenue Service, Immigration, and sometimes even the Department of the Interior can use help, and they are not part of the Party.”
>>99973Silver scratches his chin in thought. It certainly isn't something he considered before. "Maybe. I will have to finish this job first, at very least, then give that consideration."
>>99974“And can I expect it done soon?”
>>99975"Certainly, I was going to catacombs next, after I get replacement saddlebags and potions. It will be done today."
>>99976She nods in acceptance of this answer, with a generally professional pose and manner.
>>99975"So, What do you have to do at work today?"
>>99977>>99978"Unless either of you need anything else, I suppose I will see both of you later, I hope." Silver chuckles a bit as he taps the bandages still around his neck. "If I do not get mauled by ghasts before then, that is."
Got a couple questions that might impact how I handle this job: how much weight can Silver hold using his telekinesis, and how far out can he levitate items, both in and out of his line of sight?
It’s going to be a couple hours before I can respond
>>99980Kinda figured. We can wait.
>>99978“Well, we are looking into a leak in the local civil service and will likely make an arrest once a culprit is isolated. Besides that we have the usual. Observing ponies, maybe conducting a sting, talking to informants. And as always, analyst work.”
>>99979She nods
“Don’t get mauled.”
Maybe 15 pounds?
>>99982"Stings sound fun."
He smiles
"i might as well see what Sea Breeze has for me while im here."
>>99983“You should check in with him at sone point.”
>>99982"I will try not to." Silver gives Skies a salute before turning around and heading off to the first destination of his list: a tailor or similar store where he can find a good replacement for his damaged saddlebags.
>>99985A tailor can be found in shop a street over.
>>99986Well, that sounds like a perfect place to find what he needs. Silver parks his cart outside the store and heads inside to take a look at their selection. He wants something with plenty of internal space for larger items, a couple secure internal compartments for valuables and other important items, a couple external pockets or pouches for things like potions or small throwing weapons, and it needs to be made out of a durable material. He also looks to see if they have any good belts or bandoliers, as well as belt bags, satchels, or belt boxes. There's no such thing as too much storage.
>>99987That’s quite a tall order. Fortunately, in Baltimare, nearly anything is available, if only you have the money
>>99988Then the question is how much it would cost.
>>99989The whole set? I want to say 150
>>99990Silver is going to have to scale back a bit, then, at least for now. He looks at how much the saddlebags alone will cost.
Alright, tomorrow I have another interview. This one is actually pretty much all the way across the state, so much so that I had to get a hotel room. I think this one is more likely to pan-out than the other interviews. Anyways,
WITNESS ME!
>>99992Witnessed. I'm guessing this means you're going to bed now, so goodnight if that's the case.
>>99992Oh, I see, I come online and you're leaving. Good luck
>>99996Eeeeeeees externally
>>99992Oh, and good luck with your interview!
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>>100009Okay now I'm just confused.
"I like it!"
You be quiet
>>100011Snootendoodle is not for booping!
I just thought of a rather interesting idea.
A monk sergeant.
Always has a helmet the soldiery of his/her country uses.
Charges his/her enemies barehooves to inspire courage among his/her team akin to how British Officers usually stood out in the open for that reason.
Always has a shotgun to deal with close enemies that can't be reached by his hooves. Because his punches could be considered the same as a point-blank shotgun shot.
No armor to speak of for max dodge.
You want a small backstory?
Pony was super into fanatic militaristic propaganda about changelings being the ultimate threat. He decides to enlist *insert country here*'s army to do his/her part in dealing with the bug scum. His will and prowess proved to be quite efficient in the field, granting him the position of Sergeant eventually.
While he was quite skilled, nothing could ever prepare him for the ambush that had been laid.
A hail of bullets from a group of changelings hiding inbetween the trees demolished his entire group of 5 ponies during a scouting mission. In a swift frenzy, he rushes each of their positions and cracked, punctured and blasted all of them to their demise without mercy.
Months later, the army disbanded after his country surrendered which at this point sounds like it's Equestria, leaving a bitter Pony to live in what was now New Mareland's territory.
Now that I think about it, did the New Marelanders kill any Equestrians?
>>100014Why would you do that?
>>100015Just because.
I need to git gud at creating more compelling characters so I'm essentially dumping character ideas to see what garners positive reception.
>>100017Am I there? Or over here?
>>100021And so, the three people at three diferent locations are the only ones to appear.
It's times like these where I would like to play two PCs to try and create something or have an interaction.
Okay, Silver can definitely advance
Okay... 50 bits for the pack
Spark was helping a wounded pony
Iron requires much more scene set up, so I am less sure
>>100026EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
>>100024Silver has to experience first-hoof how personally embarrassing it is to leave a store empty-hooved after having found something you like. He trots back out to his cart, taking note of the name of the tailor so he can return after he gets payed.
Well, onto his next stop: the 2 Strong 4 You potions shop he had visited yesterday, or else some other potions shop closer to his current position.
>>100030Poor Silver. Literally poor."Old Silver horn, you've come again
I feared those ghasts had done you in."
\r
>>100031F, or the poverty equivalent.Silver taps the bandages around his neck with a smile. "Damn near did. But I have lived on this planet for 68 years; I will be damned before I let it take me now." With a sigh, he places 100 Bits onto the counter. He silently wonders to himself if he told this zebra his name, or if he's just referring to his coat and mane colors. "More of same as last time: two Potions of Hide From Undead."
>>100032“Oh, so you are going back for more?
that’s the kind of courage the mares sure adore.
I shall provide your magical potion
Soon enough , your plan’ll be in motion”
>>100033"What can I say? I do not know when to give up." He takes the potions, once they've been procured by the zebra for him. "If this keeps up for much longer, I will end up very poor, and you will end up very rich." With a final salute, he bids the zebra alchemist a good day, and with his list (mostly) filled out and his cart once again hooked up, Silver makes for the catacombs, hopefully to finish this job once and for all.
>>100034And thus she hooves over the one or two containers of red liquid, and says
“Any time there are zombies you must purge
Just come to our shop, should you feel the urge.”
>>100035"You certainly are first that comes to mind when I think of potions. Have good day." As stated before, Silver gives her a salute before heading out to the catacombs, finally prepared for what is hopefully his last day of excursions into the catacombs for a while.
>>100036What is the goal here? Just to get the books?”
>>100037Skies won't pay him until he gets the books, and he lacks the means to do much about the undead menace, so yeah.
>>100037Plus Silver already searched the whole place and found nothing in terms of loot, so that's out the window.
>>100041You sound displeased, but there's genuinely nothing else that Silver can do with the catacombs. He's searched the whole area already, he lacks any sort of weapon to effectively deal with the high-AC ghasts, and most anything he does on his own will likely get him killed.
>>100041>>100042If my person reading is on point, he's hinting there
is loot to be found.
>>100043Then he's either keeping it hidden until more than one player goes into the catacombs again, or Silver missed it during his Search spree.
>>100046Ur the only one on apparently, so I Eee at you! Xp
>>100048>>100049Thats fuckin adorable
>>100050I'm bored, so here's some more eeee.
So... who actually wants to play?
>>100052If you're up for it, sure.
>>100053Sure
As they come closer, Iron can see the outline of a structure. It’s made out of large black stones, or possibly even carved out of a rocky outcrop. The design is extremely simple - rectangular, low, but still monolithic
Pear - “That’s it.”
>>100054Iron nods.
He remain ever so vigilant for any sort of guards, trying his best to use the foilage available to his advantage.
>>100052I know you're disappointed, but I mean, I
am here...
>>100057As Iron nears, it looks like there is a clearing before the temple - assuming this is indeed a temple, and not a rock formation, although the top looks a little too flat, and the sides and corners too square for that. The temple is to the right, and to the left is one tent. There do indeed appear to be a trio of ponies by it, two standing and looking at the third, whose head is propped up on a crate as he lay on his back.
>>100059Focusing on the tent on the left, he tries to get closer to it as far as the foilage lets him in order to get a better look of their equipment.
>>100060Guns, for sure, though only one is immediately holding his. At least one of them has on shinning apparel
>>100061Iron measures the distance required for a hoof attack.
He then looks to Pear.
"Where are we exactly?"
>>100062“This is an entrance to the structure. That tent there is one of the ones we erected.”
>>100063"So that tent is one entrace to the temple?"
>>100042The purpose originally was to be cash reward upon clearing the catacombs from the original quest giver. No one seems to want to do that. And no one looked to requisition special weapons or explosives for the task, just... I know this is my fault, but goddamn does it damped my enthusiasm>>100064“No, the entrance is the hole in the black structure over there on the left. The tent is tent.”
>>100065Uh, on the
right of the tent
>>100065To be completely fair, rolling to confirm attack as well as to hit to hit a 21 DC monster will definitely spook the newbies.Iron nods, confirming the entrance to the temple seems to be only guarded by the ponies at the tent.
He looks over to Cauldron.
"Do you think you can disarm these ponies as well?"
>>100067“When they are holding the weapons, it is more difficult. Even when they are inattentive.”
>>100068Iron ponders for a bit, trying to tell if he can rush them and beat them all up in a jiffy
through great cleave and a charge.
>>100069Hmmm... maybe in a full round?
The tent is closest to brush behind it
>>100071Okay, so Brie can start the next day.
We can skip police storming the train in Canterlot in the interest of time and pacing
>>100072Sure
Brie totally didn't fall asleep in the cabin with the Lings btw,....
>>100070Hm.Iron, knowing he's pretty beat up still, decides to try and get ponies to come even closer than they already are from him.
He looks towards his teamates, walking towards any available stick.
"Spread out. I am luring these ponies here."
>>100065I'm right with you, there. I hate leaving things unfinished like that. If Silver had those SMGs in working order and even just one other player in case of Fort save failure, I would send him in, but half the party is halfway across the state, Iron is in the middle of his own thing, and Star doesn't seem interested at all.As far as special weapons and explosives go...I mean, I'm not sure how any of us would even go about acquiring those, or where to start, much less paying for all of it without spending more money than the job would provide. You also seem very adamant in no player having access to SMGs in any circumstance, but that's a whole different thing.
>>100075If you want Iron to tag along, you could try gathering information of his whereabouts, which is right on Cauldron's apartment, and then knock on the door and offer money to him. That should solve your second issue. As of the first, I think spamming holy water as a throwable could make it quite easy.
>>100076Well, once Silver fixes his money problems, I'm certain he would seek him out. Don't want to drag you out of your dream before you reach a satisfying conclusion yet though, so it'll be a bit, either in-game or in real life.Holy water seems kinda useless, reading back through its page on the wiki. Feel like what Silver got of it is just going to go to waste.
>>10007 →So in the aftermath of the train being hijacked and lots of ponies getting murdered, and stabbing a bat-pony who was actually a good (ish) guy,...
Nothing happened?
>>100075Just ask the Blackhooves to put the Submachine gun in working order telling them you need it for the mission, Ash for explosives for the same purpose, or alternatively, buy sone fertilizer and sone diesel to make home-made ANFO bombs, plant explosives around the catacombs while using the hide from undead, then get a big set of speakers and start blasting “The Trooper” by Iron Maiden like they do in World War Z (the novel), dramatically cock the submachine gun, light the fuse, and blast away at the undead hordes. Well, use a Phonigraph that plays Kalinka loudly, but you get the idea>>100073Always stay awake, so it’s harder for them to eat you.
>>100074He’s in a forest. There are sticks everywhere
>>100079No comment? Well ok.Iron picks up a stick, gets as close to the edge of the foilage near the guards as possible, and snaps it to cause noise that would hopefully lure them closer.
>>100079But they just ate,....
>>100078Well, obviously police would come investigate when the train arrives in Canterlot, and at least the RPO would be switched out. Probably most passengers would be allowed to continue, although on a delayed schedule.
>>100080Roll Die
[1d20 = 20]>>100082Rolling
>>100079Thanks for the tip, but...I dunno, might just be the pessimism I've inherited from my mom talking, but I've got a list of reasons goin' on in my head on why none of that would likely work.>>100083>all of these 20s for the dreamSilver's gonna fuckin' die the moment he needs to make a roll.
>>100083The breaking of the twig sounds almost like the crack of a rifle, it’s as loud as one too. The three ponies look over.
>>100081Then maybe he’s safe to go to sleep around them
>>100082I'm a little thrown off (not entirely because) since we're jumping ahead. So we're on our way again. The Lings have seen the train so far, Brie got to kill some shit,... good times. Brie isn't exactly incentivized to leave the cabin, for the time being, especially since he absconded with firearms from the invaders (I'm sure the police would ask about those).
>>100086Seeing how he got the ponies' attention, he awaits to see if they come over to investigate the twig's rifle-like sound.
Should sound noteworthy when it sounds so clsoe to their proximity.
>>100087So normally my commitment to realism would have Brie be questioned by Police on arrival in Canterlot
Brie dropped his disguise in front of witnesses. We could skip that if you really want to get to the border crossing.
Of course, this scene could change a lot>>100088They pick up their rifles, and look over
“Que es eso?”
“¿Crees que puede haber sido un gato grande?”
“¿Como un puma?”
“¿Qué diablos es un puma?”
>>100089So they think Iron's a panther from sound alone it seems.Iron, deciding to try to imitate what a panther would do, picks up another branch.
He places the tip of it on a tree and scratches the wood hard to pretend to be it sharpening its claws.
>>100089I'd gather the police would have more than questions, but if you're giving me the chance to skip that, I'm not going to object
[1d2 = 2]>>100085Silver: The character can’t go to sleep and dream in a locked room in broad daylight!Changelings will abduct him!
Me: If Changelings we’re going to try to abduct a party member, they’d take the form of a sloot in a bar laying a trap, and they’d do it at night.
Also Silver, a little later: hey look! Silver is sleeping on Skies’ lap in a bar. Also I’m pretty sure she’s feeding off of him.
>>100090They continue looking over, vigilant
Cauldron, whispering
“Am I supposed to sneak up behind them and knock them out, or something?
>>100091
>>100092Iron, feeling like they're not dumb enough to actually come to what they think it could be a panther, simply nods.
The tip of the branch is scratching the bark off of that tree with a calm, concise flow of a long vertical slice.
[1d20 = 3]>>100093Cauldron slinks off
>>100094Cauldron needs some practice. Holy heck.
>>100091The dice say Brie must be interrogated
>>100095They are now distracted by a different sound
>>100096Get on with it then
grumbles something about rolling his own probability dice
>>100096Actually,
Brie is awakened to a large mass on his chest, pinning him down, and a loud Katydid noise
[1d20+5 = 22]>>100096Dangit.Iron, knowing that the panther routine will probably not work when they heard something somewhere else, decides to throw a rock as fast and hard as possible to possibly tear a hole straight through it in order to cause even more ruckus towards his side.
[1d20 = 3]>>100099That’s... really loud.
Well, they are spooked in Iron’s direction alright
>>100100Are these considered dubs? Also is dice Cauldron's attempt at being sneaky again?
>>100098Didn't I just say he didn't fall asleep?
[1d20+5 = 24]>>100102I'll beat you to it.Iron, having lost the guards' attention again, picks another rock and chucks it at the side of the tent again for another loud noise.
>>100098"Am I being detained?"
>>100104Okay, that’s definitely noticed. So much so they probably think they are under attack
Roll die for luck
>>100103I figured the “totally” meant that anything that followed in the sentence was ironic.
Anyways, Brie would have seen the sun rise as the train increases in elevation up the side of a mountain, overlooking a long valley, forest and farms, and eventually slowing down as it enters a town of black roofs and stone buildings, then enters a beige station with a number of police in both black and blue along the red-lined platforms. Police would have knocked on Brie’s door and answered it themselves. Police would have had surprisingly few questions for Brie besides what his motive was for doing what he did (like if he knew the officer was an officer, why he attacked the rebels, what exactly happened in the RPO, what he was doing in the RPO, why he was on the train, and so forth). At some point, they shine a bright light in Brie’s eyes.
>>100105Well, if he doesn’t fall asleep, forget that
[1d20 = 14]>>100106DICE GODS, SAVE ME FROM THY FOES!
>>100106It was ironic, it was a joke about how I fell asleep during the MLP stream.
>>100107They shoot into the forest sort of in Iron’s direction. They shoot blindly and do not hit him.
>>100108Oh
>>100109Nice.Iron lays low. He keeps an eye out for any brave ponies that could try to close in on his position, ready to ambush anyone that does.
[1d20 = 5]>>1001103rd time’s the charm
>>100111Internal screaming.
[1d20+2 = 7][2d20 = 33]>>100111Okay, that’s it
This is happening
>>100113And... Cauldron loses initiative to the two bandits
[10d20 = 62][10d20 = 143][2d6 = 9]>>100115>>100115Cauldron is shot, but she pulls up her submachine gun, and shoots back at them
[1d20+8 = 27]>>100113>>100114>>100115>>100116Hey, wait up!Iron, seeing the battle Cauldron is in, rushes from within the foilage to try and help out in this dire predicament.
He charges at the nearest guard, going for a swift buck to the head for maximum damage.
If I can actually charge them.
>>100117A lucky thing too, as while one of the bandits is shot to pieces, the other is barely hit
>>100109So he's being sat on?
>>100119No, he is not. That scene is not happening
[1d3+12 = 13]>>100118Falcon Buck damage.
>>100123Better roll for it.
[1d20 = 18]>>100124If you say so.
>>100125Reeeeeeee, you poked me!
>>100126Ah ha! The coup de grace hath been striken! Surrender your mares and you shall live without more pokes!
[1d20 = 12]>>100127Never give in! Never surrender!
[1d20 = 7]>>100128GAH! You cunning pony! Thou hast spirit to spare! Fine! I shall poke you to submission!
[1d20 = 14]>>100129Aha! It appears thine dice god have forsaken thou! Have at you!
[1d20 = 4]>>100130OOF! Nay! I shan't lose faith to the dice god! He will deliver thou to your demise for your blasphemy, cretin!
[1d20 = 3]>>100131Your hubris is an affront to thine dice god. Shall we continue, or has thou realized the fault in thine ways?
[1d20 = 6]>>100132Ha ha! You have spouted your blasphemous rhetoric for far too long! Thou shall receive the wrath of the dice god for your disrespectful dismissal of his existence!
>>100133Hmm. It appears we are at stalemate. Shall we call a truce, while we still have
some favor with our deities?
>>100135Oh hey. Just goofing around. Ready to keep going?
>>100134I agree. I believe there is a hidden meaning in this encounter we must mull over. For now, we shall face the trails each one of us has ahead.
>>100135Just a fair bit of sport, my fine fellow!
>>100144It's Silver, by the way.
>>100145Sadly, I can't into inconsequential RP. Don't want to prematurely reach bump limit.
Probably GM will be here in about 3 to 4 hours.[He might make me eat these words if he suddenly responds
>>100147Well shit. Words for dinner tonight.
Maybe. Your ID makes me doubtful
So yes, Dark Dtar is free to do his next thing. Iron should be finishing up his adventure though I hope I don’t fuck up this ending
Brie should be starting his day, hopefully arriving in Bales.
I don’t generally want to question any actions of characters, but I’m unsure about the wisdom of staying up the remainder of the train ride. Obviously it would prevent being completely snuck up on, but the only place that would be particularly likely is upon arrival in a station, meaning it would only be necessary to be awake in the 5 or so minutes prior to arrival in the station. I would think the train would awaken passengers through an intercom anyways, so they don’t miss their stop. Brie’s weird cat-things should be able to give him at least some notice of any intruder entering the room. Not sleeping runs the real possibility if being fatigued later, and most importantly, prevents healing of wounds
>>100149I can't right at this moment but
soonJust to make sure we are in the same page, it would continue after Iron knocks the barely hit pony while Cauldron gunned down the other, right?
>>100150Yes. The immediate danger is cleared, although with loud as hell gunshots
>>100151Alright, laptop is up but is being held by phone wifi. Ready to start?
>>100149Dark Star kisses Blue then says
"I gotta go talk to sea breeze."
>>100153*coo*
>>100152Iron's next move?
>>100154Iron decides to pick up some rope and tie the now unconscious pony in order to neutralize him for the time being.
After this, he cranes his head towards the entrance in front of him.
"Pear, do you remember if there were any traps from that entrance onwards?"
>>100155"Inside of the temple? You must understand that these temples are not full temples, like the pyramids to the sungoddess elsewhere in the valley. These are stone slabs of basalt placed over caverns that lead into undergound watershed and rivers - believed by the Neighuatl to be entrances to the underworld. There should be no traps in the conventional sense, but that is not to say there is no danger."
>>100156Iron nods.
"I am simply making sure."
With that, he walks inside. He is a bit anxious over the dangers of entering a place where the dead go to the underworld, but knows that he has to beat up that maroon colored stallion that threatens the entire group. Besides, he could get some money from this whole endeavour and he's not one to back away from profit.
>>100157Do you want unprovoked knowledge tidbits from Pear, ask more questions, or just go in raw without commentary and only receive descriptions?As stated before, the temple seems to be built with large stone slabs of pure black, maybe two feet thick, four feet across, and eight feet long... err, 2/3 of a meter thick, more than a meter across and two and a half meters long. The blocks seem to be overlapped by some unknown arcane means, and there is a flat roof above an entrance some 20ft/ 6 meters wide, and 10ft/3 meters high. To each side are recessed little portions of the wall, perhaps as many as three recesses on each side. Some of these are in the wall, recessed like a book shelf. Some are layered, like a flight of stairs almost. For this area, natural light comes inside from a setting sun, illuminating this portion with a reddish light. Some of the recesses have decayed plant matter, sone of them have pottery. Sone are simply empty.
>>100158Unprovoked tidbits, please.Iron decides to inspect the pottery more closely.
>>100159“Small little gifts to deceased ancestors would sometimes be placed around the entrance of these temples”
The pot is circular with a convex middle section, and a a rim that extends outwards. There are no handles. It’s a beige color that looks like the original color of the fired clay, but with a very faded blue band around the center. All in all, it isn’t that fancy
>>100160Iron feels like he shouldn't mess with this pottery, even though it could be worth a fortune. Otherwise, the gods may see him in a bad light and not help out from what Pear had just said. He shakes his head, opting to see the decaying plants instead. Maybe some could be useful to Cauldron and not be decayed.
>>100161The piece of plant matter are black, and fairly long
Cauldron adds
“Looks like it used to be a plucked flower”
>>100162Iron nods. He must be careful not to disturb these presents of the dead or else the gods will probably not help him.
He walks over to the entrance to see what's inside.
>>100163Didn’t he already go through the entrance?
>>100164Did he? Shit. I thought there was another room inside this temple.Iron blinks in confusion. "Why would the guards guard a graveyard?" he utters.
>>100165“I don’t know... maybe they thought the idols themselves were valuable. Maybe they were looking for gold tossed into the cistern. Maybe they didn’t understand what was here. Maybe they just wanted to rob
us.”
>>100166Iron furrows his brow.
"This does not seem right. Are you sure this is the whole temple?"
>>100167“Of course it isn’t. It extends into the cavern.”
>>100168"Oh."
Iron slaps himself on the face to try and shake off the lack of attention he's currently having. He looks further into the caverns and continues walking there.
>>100169The floor at the entrance looks artificial or carved, being perfectly flat. As he goes further, the ground becomes tougher and uneven. He also strays away from the increasingly dim twilight outside. It becomes black. The air becomes cooler, more moist.
Iron may need light to continue deeper
>>100170Iron hums, actually rather stumpted on how to light the way. He knows that tripping himself up is going to be a likely outcome, and falling over dead pony's gifts is a sureway to lose the gods' cooperation. He looks back towards the group. "Does anyone of you have anything to see through the darkness?"
>>100171Cauldron pulls a flashlight from her pack, and turns on the black instrument, projecting a cone of light some feet forward
Pear: “I lost mine when the bandits attacked”
>>100172Íron nods, slightly relieved Cauldron has magic to light the way, albeit in a short cone.
(It will have to do.)
He looks to Cauldron.
"Use some of your rope to tie your cone of magic light to my head."
>>100173“... okay”
She takes some twine, and wraps the flashlight around Iron’s head as instructed
>>100174Item acquired: Earth Poner Horn! (Only a literal light show)
Iron, now having light in front of him, startst the trek again. He mostly looks at the ground by the off chance he could step on as he continues his travel further deep into the cavern.
>>100175The pathway is fairly narrow, maybe two meters in width at most points, although varying. it proceeds downwards, but unevenly. Indeed, the ground is fairly uneven. Mostly the roof of this path is free of obstacles. Iron can only really see to his side, not in front of him
>>100175"What are you looking for?"
Pear asks
>>100176W0t? Why my side?Iron tries to the best of his ability to climb down this uneven and slightly steep terrain.
>>100177He looks back at Pear.
"I would believe the boss would be inside, overseeing whatever process may be down here. Who knows? Maybe he has found something of value and is currently fawning over it."
>>100178He can see in front of him, but not to his sides
"I would think he would fawn in a more well lit location"
At this point, the air becomes noticeably moist, and the cavern opens into something wider
>>100179"Maybe there is light at the end of this cavern."
Iron steps forth, slightly excited for what's coming.
>>100180Hmmm... I think this may need to wait until tomorrow to make sure it is done right
>>100181Sure thing.
Iron's giddiness needs to be charged.
Here’s a video that explains a small portion of my frustration with Naval Combat after the update:
https://youtu.be/UjI4fW8mBgg
>>100188Oof. Here I thought land-based combat was complex
Things have been quiet on this Saturday.
>>100190Sometimes, there is a need for silence to reminisce.
>>100192You know what goes well with silence? Action.
Boop.
>>100193REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
>>100195I have robbed Silver of his snout with a boop.
Think you're up to the finale of Iron's somewhat wet dream?
>>100195Saw something happen in a game of EaW I've never seen happen before: Nova Griffonia never went to war with Virgilia.
>>100196And thus Iron is the victor in the Iron-Silver War
I’m not certain. I think there is a good chance I can do a segment tonight, but perhaps not immediately.
>>100197Don’t they
have to go to war and keep Nova Griffonia off for two months to gain independence?
\r
>>100198Nope. Somehow, they never went to war, and they were both allowed to go down their focus trees as if they had won the civil war.
>>100198I can feel the hype!
Silver has been annexed, granting me pickles and light. Only drawback is that he keeps rubbing me and calling me Master for some reason. I'm younger than he is, how come
I am the Master?
Definitely non-canon.
>>100200>>100200Your Silver engages in rubbing and other contact because he’s fairly tactile, and uses touching as a way of interacting with other equines. As for if he is calling you master... just as well, considering that he can get a little “aggressive” when he’s the master.
>>100199Okay... that’s probably a bug
>>100201Oh. My Silver didn't come with a manual, so I had no idea he did that. While I like having light and pickles, is there any way to lessen the amount of rubbing? He's rubbing my Cauldron a bit too much and I'm getting quite nervous that he'll try to... place himself as a 'master' to her, as you've stated.
>>100201Probably something he would do, too.>>100202Assert your dominance.
>>100202Sadly, there’s not too much you can do in that regard
>>100204Drat. I think I'll have to buy the cone and some water sprayer if that's the case.
>>100205>>100205If he gets too aggressive, spritz him with water loaded into a spray bottle
\r
>>100206I had tried it, but then he got so down. He wouldn't even stand up to greet me whenever I came back from destroying a bandit camp, even when I brought little balls of fish meat he seems to like. Seeing my Silver so depressed is so saddening.
>>100207I KNOW
That’s how he gets you
>>100204bullets would work well.
>>100208I guess that it has to be done in order to preserve my Cauldron's ownership. I'll need to hug her after a while for how bad I'll feel. Maybe she'll like them.
>>100209If I feel bad for spraying my Silver with water, I'd definitely feel worse if I were to use a toy gun.
>>100207What even is this post supposed to mean?
>>100213The world may never know.
>>100213>>99926Okay, so in the normal use of the English language the word “heel” refers either to the area below the ankle in the foot in human anatomy, or a command to a dog to to follow closely. However, looking it up, I was able to find that the term is used in professional wrestling to refer to a designated villain - a character designed to be hated by the audience. Maybe the post is saying Skies is an I likable character? But moreso, the “best” unlikable character? Searching through urban dictionary I found an entry that makes more sense: a heel as a person who “behaves poorly, especially towards a woman.” If this is the meaning used, it refers to Silver, as the post is made in response to Skies believing a statement made by Silver - intended to be a joke - as Silver mocking her values. Which of course happens pretty regularly for Silver, thus making him “best heel.”
>>100215The second definition sounds way better so we'll go with that.
>>100217Iron Makes a great Heel Tbh
>>100219I can absolutely see him as the designated villain in a professional wrestling match
>>100220Macho Pony:Iron Savge. Ooooooh Yeah
>>100220>>100221Do you smell what the Stone is cooking?
>>100223Uh... you seem to have placed your lower lips further down than usual, making your mouth open slightly as if to show you're hungry maybe?
>>100225Wait, now you've closed it. Hrm.
Maybe it means you need to wash your teeth? They are quite exposed to brushie time.
>>100227Dude. Stop. You’ve made an ass of yourself enough already
So how is everyone on this Mother's Day?
>>100231Could worse
Pic s Changeling Mother’s Day
>>100233The ultimate master mother.
>>100233She looks so over it.
>>100234That sucks to hear. I hope things get better for you.
>>100236With the exception of conquering new lands and watching her enemies flee before her, she pretty much always is.
>>100237Speaking of, it happened again: Equestria ran out of ponypower during the Great War. Now with proofs and ponypower counts of both Crystal Empire and Changeling Lands to compare.
>>100238Maybe Celestia is sending them elsewhere?
>>100238Okay. I will admit I did see that once since
Is that a Socialist Republic of Longsword flag I see?
>>100241I wish EaW had more nations with opportunities to fight back against the Griffin aggressors
>>100242Like an expanded Communist and Fascist path for New Mareland that takes the fight to the Empire after dealing with their troublesome neighbors, or a potential pony uprising in Hellquill should they go down their own Fascist path. Right now, I'd settle for pony Ilgakardijan leader portraits, because it sucks that the only generals you get after the civil war are griffons.
>>100243It’s disheartening to see the Free Tribes of the north, which had been pony territory for a thousand years, including the entire history of the Griffonian Empire, lose a third of their territory to Communist Griffins, then lose a war and get puppeted by Communist Griffins, then get annexed outright by the Griffonian Republic
Our Lands must be preserved!
>>100244To use the language of the filthy Griffon invaders: Ein Reich, Ein Volk, Ein Pony.
Sorry for my absence, I've been working on something.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEE" (translated: "I want to play but I'm stuck watching this bullshit! Bat lives matter!")
>>100245Wait, that sounds germanic. I thought the buggos were the nazis.
>>100246Don't worry, there's nothing happening atm.
>>100247Both Changelings and Griffons use German. It's very interesting, that the two greatest threats to the sovereignty of ponykind speak the same language.
>>100247Changeling lands are Nazi Germany, the Griffonian Empire is The Holy Roman Empire/Hapsburg Austria, and Longsword and Hellquill are the Livonian Order of the Teutonic Knights
>>100246We can wait. Not much has been going on here
>>100249>>100250Strange. I thought they were supposed to be French-like for some reason.
Does that mean that changelings tolerate griffons more than lovable fuzzy horse people?
>>100248>>100250I've been role-playing of a more insidious type
^_~
I'll try and put time into this
>>100252I'm playing TF2 Deathrun to pass time.
Pretty fun to run through a death trap focused on an operative system.
>>100251Nah, the Aquilean Griffons are the French ones. Also, yes. The Griffonian Empire and the Changelings Lands have a military attache from the start of the game. Which you'll notice the Changelings in that screencap don't have because the Empire got demolished by the Entente.
>>100252-_-
I have faith in your insidiousness
>>100251The Changeling Lands have an attaché sent to the Griffonian Empire, and the Griffonian Empire gets several Changeling generals from this.
This doesn’t stop the Changeling Lands from having focused to puppet Nova Griffonia, Aquelia, Wingbardy, and the Griffonian Empire though
>>100255>>100254I guess they don't have a navy to demolish the griffins before the ponies as well as the confidence they won't attack first if they can.
>>100255Okay, I'm done for the night. If stuff is happening on the train, I have a few hours to respond
>>100257Brie’s first experiences going forward would be essentially what is described in
>>100106
>>100258Perfect, getting them to shine a light in his eyes would have been his agenda. He'd be happy to show them that he has a funky cloak, and would have explained that they threatened him in his own cabin and so he resorted to self defense. Afterward, he felt that the rebels (or whoever they were) needed to be stomped on, so he offered his services. He would assume that the police would talk to Oxygen (yes, I'm gonna keep mistaking his name) and that his comments about being sorry for stabbing him would pan out, both in word and in behavior after the fact. Hard to know who is the good guys when you're not affiliated.
>>100259Further questions include:
Why did you stab him?
What happened in the RPO?
Why did you visit the locomotive?
Why were you on the train to begin with?
Are you a Celestia lover?
>>100260I thought he was a threat
(I gotta admit, I'm still a little sketch on what RPO means)
I thought I could help get rid of the intruders
I'm taking a trip with my son and his friend to visit family
I am ambivalent about Celestia
I'm gonna get arrested aren't I?
>>100261See you in the dungeon.
>>100261Setting note: batponies are generally seen perceived as not being too fond of Celestia after that whole Nightmare Moon Equestrian Civil War thing/often perceived as criminals who hide in the night. New Mareland, being relatively more egalitarian and tolerant of ponies, is thought of as less repulsive to Equestrian bat ponies than to most other poniesRPO is railway post office. It means the car with the hole in the side. Brie is in Canterlot station or outside if it.
The pony questioning is an eggshell white Pegasus pony who speaks with a fairly plain central Equestrian accent, the absence of any posh details implying he is from Cloudsdale or Ponyville, now across the Changeling border, or perhaps from the working class of Canterlot, but decidedly not of the elite. He wears a black suit with yellow trimming, and a big black hat with yellow trimming that his smoke grey mane falls out from under. A small flag or symbol of black and gold is wrapped around his upper right foreleg. He must be from Internal Security. Behind him stands a vanilla white (light yellow) Unicorn wearing the same black uniform. He is very young looking, stands straight, but leans forward, occasionally moving forward like he is anxious to do something. He dies not speak, but there is something about his posture that implies he
is Canterlot Borguoise. He takes part in the eye test. Two more ponies, who wear blue uniforms that imply they are from local law enforcement, stand outside, and seem to have no part in the questioning except to provide force if something goes wrong
The Pegasus centers in on the issue of the mail car
“Who attacked the mail car?”
“How did they attack it?”
“What happened before and after the explosion?”
And
“How did you not recognize him as a captain of the IS?”(Internal Security)
“When did you realize he was a captain?”
>>100263How Egalitarian are the Black Hooves?
>>100264Batponies are allowed to be 4 star generals, among other things. But they have essentially no discrimination between pony races.
As for class... well, that’s hard to determine, but at least in the scene before Brie right now it can be seen that a working or middle class pony is senior in their Internal Security organization to the offspring of a bourgeoise or noble family, and both ponies seem to have found the organization worthwhile to volunteer
Of course if you’re not a pony, that’s another matter entirely
>Of course if you’re not a pony, that’s another matter entirely
Hmmmmmmmmmmm
Also, Dark Star should be seeing Sea Breeze soon enough
>>100263How should I know?
They had guns, and apparently used an explosive.
Oh, so you know about the explosion. I helped Ozren retake the engine to get the train going again.
I've never dealt with internal security.
We spoke for a bit.
Are we done here? Are you going to charge me with something?
>>100268He looks around the room a bit, then comes in closer to Brie. For a second time, he shines an obnoxious light in Brie’s eyes.
“Keep them open.”
He pulls the light away, and looks at Brie with a wince
“That will be all. Thank you for your work in fighting off the rebels.”
He turns his light off, then pats Brie’s “son” on the head, which startled him and makes him pull away. He does the same to Brie’s “friend’s son,” but he is more receptive.
The Pegasus starts to move out, while the unicorn looks back with uncertainty at Brie, then to the off-white Pegasus. They start to talk quietly to each other before they even fully leave the room, but leave regardless, with the two local officers following
>>100269Nothing worse for a bat than getting flashed in the eyes.
>>100269I can't believe that worked. Brie smiles at the Lings and winks.
>>100270Bah, bats are blind anyway
Have the police/guards left? Brie wants to talk to the Lings but doesn't want to ruin their cover
>>100272Yes, they leave from outside the room. Judging from the view outside it looks like the train is still stopped in Canterlot station, but the door may be closed
>>100272I'd say they are out of earshot enough for at least whispers
>>100273So where are they now exactly? Still in the cabin room, or somewhere else on the train?
>>100275The reasonable assumption based upon the situation outside is that at least some police and IS are still on the train. Outside the train, a few police are lined up, a pony is being carried out on a stretcher, and IS are talking to ponies
>>100276I mean Brie and the Lings
>>100277They are in their cabin still
>>100278"Bleib sitzen, wir müssen vielleicht gehen." Brie whispers to Kerr and Wesley, while peering out the window at the pony on the stretcher. Does he recognize anything about it?
>>100279They nod
Yes. Yes he does.
>>100281It’s the drained pony, of course
>>100282Is he moving and/or conscious?
>>100283He is not moving, and does not look conscious. Neither is the body completely covered
>>100284RIP in pasta, stretcher pone. Hopefully your memory was wiped somehow.
>>100285If he's uncovered, he's probably still alive. Further, they know there's a changeling somewhere.
Fug, the officer patted both the Lings on the head.
Brie opens the cabin door enough to peek out into the corridor.
>>100286There is a pony in officer’s uniform at the very end of the hall (towards the rear of the train) who looks over when the door opens
>>100287>>100286Well, perhaps he doesn’t look over if there he door is merely cracked open, but he seems to be in a good position to observe movement through the corridor
>>100287>>100288The
same officer or a different one?
>>100289Looks like one of the local police officers previously outside of his room
>>100290How's the planning with Iron going?
>>100290Brie obviously and deliberately opens the door to the corridor and looks around until he sees the officer. "Ah, excuse me. Is there any sign of how long it will be before the train is under way?"
>>100292The officer responds
“The train will be underway to Bales shortly. We have a few more interviews to conduct, and some cars to switch out, but then the train shall depart the station. Please remain in your car unless this is your destination.”
>>100293"Absolutely, thank you."
Brie closes the door and starts pacing.
>>100294Assuming Brie remains in the car, after a while - thirty minutes - the car lurches forward, and seems to be in the process of leaving the station
>>100295"Nun, das war ein bisschen zu nahe, um es zu trösten. Trotzdem scheint es gut geklappt zu haben." Brie says to the Lings. He goes over to the door and peeks out again.
>>100296Both Changelings nod, expressing a sort of fear from the whole set of events
Wesley: “Werden wir in der Lage sein, dorthin zu gehen, wo Sie hin wollten?”
Kerr adds
“Also haben sie uns nicht entdeckt? Richtig?”
>>100296There’s are still a number of officers in the station, though f
far fewer. A number of ponies have been given exams that seek to be testing for disguised Changelings, whether these ponies were all departing passengers or just ponies of interest can’t be determined. The train goes further out of the station, and seems to be traveling fast enough to be on its way, rather than simply going to an adjacent field or train yard.
>>100297>>100298"Es sieht so aus. Sie wissen, dass ein "Wechselbalg" an Bord war, aber bei allem Unglück hatten sie keine Zeit, sich eingehend umzusehen. Ich denke, sie hätten nie erwartet, dass ein Nicht-Wechselbalg ein Paar jungetiere Wechselbalgs begleitet."
I trust I don't have to clarify that I DIDN'T type "jungle changing birds"
>>100299At a new bar nowBoth nymphs look more than a little disturbed
It is Kerr who speaks up
“Sind wir jetzt in Sicherheit?”
>>100302"Ja. Wenn wir in unmittelbarer Gefahr wären, würden Sie es wissen. Wir wären wahrscheinlich alle in Hufschellen."
>>100303Kerr nods. Wesley stands up from his position on the floor, and gets up on the bed, trying to curl around Brie in physical contact, and lay down. He is cold to the touch. Kerr keeps his distance, but lays down next to the heater, which is located by the window.
>>100304Brie gives Wesley headpats
>>100305Wesley actually coos like a Pegasus. His ears go up, and he leans into the hoof, he moves around between Brie and the wall
>>100307Brie is so gonna get eated
>>100307>>100308Will the bat actually expel love for the changeling to feed on? The suspense is killing me
>>100308Kerr takes interest in the head patting, and looks up over to Brie head raised up. He seems to be contemplating the merits of Brie versus the heater’s air duct
>>100311>the heater's air ductI'm not sure how to interpret that. Still, Brie gives him head-pats too. "Je weiter wir von großen Ponystädten entfernt sind, desto einfacher wird es. Wir hätten nicht damit rechnen können, dass ein Haufen Idioten den Zug entführen wird, aber es ist äußerst unwahrscheinlich, dass derselbe Zug zweimal entführt wird. Und wenn ja, ... . " Brie's voice trails off, and his eyes drift to his new sword. "Ich kann etwas Neues ausprobieren." he finishes.
>>100312I think it's supposed to be the part of the heater where the hot air comes out.
>>100312*Vent
It’s the vent for the heater in the room
>>100313The implication being he's not sure which windbag to snuggle up to? That doesn't help
>>100314Still not helping. Still, headpats
>>100315cuz u warm n fluffeh.
I think that's what the GM wants to compare.
>>100316Yes, bats are fluffy in spite of their reputation
>>100317Kerr has just realized that, it seems.
I wonder what is holding the GM up in confirming Kerr's huggles.
Maybe he may try to take your love subconsciously.
>>100318Love? Cease your lies. This is business and nothing more.
>>100319Children are quite sporadic. Who knows? He may mistake business for
Love~
>>100312My phone died...As the hoof stretches out towards Kerr he first pulls his head back, and his ears down briefly. But he looks at Brie with his yellow eyes, then pulls his head forward, towards Brie’s hoof
Wesley pulls himself forward with his forehooves, inching forward with each pull of his hooves, and feeling sort of like a furry ice bag between Brie and the wall on the somewhat cramped bed. He pulls himself under the blanket and pokes his head out:
“Wirst du uns beschützen?” Wesley ask Brie, looking at Brie with big blue eyes.
Goddamn, the Arcturian Order is made up of some tenacious bastards. I'm watching the Dark Crusade from the safety of Starrygrad right now, and the Order has lasted almost a year by holding nothing except the Tarpian Rock. At this rate, they may just be able to finish the Shield of Hope focus and win the war without doing anything else.
>>100322Spooky. Wonder if they can actually manage.
>>100323I don't know, but the Dread League hasn't even tried to siege out the Rock in over a month, so it's possible.
Shit, nevermind, attrition finally forced the Order to surrender.
>>100324>>100325Damn. I wanted to see that comeback happen.
>>100312Outside Brie’s window pass three and four story grey and white buildings with steep roofs of slate and grey brick. Occasionally, the train crosses stone bridges over small rivers, and through green parks. A large rail sometimes a wall, separates the tracks from the stone streets where ponies can be seen walking about their normal business. Every now and then, the larger tower of a church, or the clock tower of the city Rathaus penetrates juts up from the picturesque mass of buildings. Further out from the historical center of the ancient court city, past the area of historical preservation, larger buildings grow - five, ten, fifteen or more stories tall brick and steel office buildings, lower class tenements, and manufactories with big brick smoke stacks. These grow out of the side of a hill, the whole city built on top of a mountain. As the train winds its way down this mountain, a Brie obtains a final look at the large golden towers of the Princess’s castle. This royal mountaintop palace was the administrative center of the Empire of Harmony, an empire that stretched from the river separating Acornage and the Changeling lands to the far west, all the way to the Griffonian Empire’s Wingbardy, separated from the old Dominion by a small river. It is and was visible from most of central Equestria, and can now be seen from two countries.
But the train keeps a rolling, and with a faster pace than the previous day, desperate to prevent the larger political circumstances from infringing too heavily upon its schedule, and its reputation as a fast and regular passenger carrier
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>>100321No worries, but gimme a sec, that's a heavy question/s]
>>100321"Mit der Zeit werden Sie feststellen, dass ich mehr Schutz brauche als Sie. Aber ja, ich werde jeden niederschlagen, der dich bedroht." Brie says finally, giving both Lings headpats.
He's getting eated isn't he?
>>100329Wesley pulls himself up, and somewhat over Brie (or under him, if he is sitting up, and looking out the window at the passing scene. For Kerr, this answer seems to be exactly what he wanted to hear, and he comes toward, towards Brie, looking st him, then jumping off n the bed to curl up on the end of the bed near Brie. He too, is ice cold
>>100329This is going to sound like a weird question to ask, but is Brie color blind?
>>100329GM would ask for a roll for it, so no for now.It's a likely possibility tho. Better insert your edge if you don't want the succ.
[1d2+1 = 3]>>100331Normally, bats are (IRL) so I'm suggesting that odd roll = colorblind
>>100331Since you have a shitton more experience than me with this mod, let me ask you: what is the usual combined total of casualties you've seen during the Great War?
>>100330>3Now that that's settled, Brie cranks up the heat in the cabin, since both of 'em are so cold. Even bugs like snuggles
ask me how I know that e_e
>>100333That's a quad 3 btw, since the dice roll
>>100335Right across from the door is a little beige bob that allows control of the heat. When Brie returns, his two weird cat-things try to snuggle up with him, Wesley again taking the wall, and Kerr, the corner of the bed by the window. He can feel them against his fur. There’s something
endothermic about these ersatz foals.
The train proceeds down the hill at great speed, and levels out into coniferous forest. Whether Brie knows it or not, he has passed the mountain range that divides north and south Equestria, and fall pines dominate where farmland and bare deciduous trees did before.
>>100334I don’t even know. It really varies with how long the war lasts. Half the time I’m across the seas in Griffonia and not really paying attention to the Great War, and half the time I’m a participant in it. I’m not even sure. If it drags out a while, it can be 5 million. Usually, when I am invading Equestria as the Changeling Lands or the Olenian Riki, Equestria suffers a little million casualties, like 2.4 million. I’m not even sure if that’s including the Crystal Empire or not. My side suffers around 70,000 casualties, give or take 20,000. As New Mareland the war tends to be smaller, something like 650,000 Equestrian casualties to the changelings, 700,000 to me, and like 300,000 Crystal empire casualties (from changelings) and like 800,000 or so combined Changeling casualties, and like 24,000 on my side.
>>100338Huh. I guess this one I'm watching play out now is rather low-casualty at a combined 2 million for all parties, even if Equestria has run out of ponypower TWICE now and currently doesn't even have 100k left to spare.
>>100337Brie grudgingly allows the Lings to snuggle and steal his warmth, his faggot types with a hint of irony, because his body temperature tends to run a little high and has o occasion had his body heat stolen for precisely that reason.
>>100340They like his body heat...
Wesley lays down and snuggles up, while Kerr repositions himself to be partly on top of Brie once Brie lays down
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>>100341Brie rests his hooves on the both of them, recounting the course of the day and how they didn't end up in pony custody somehow. He lost a few more of his favorite blades, but he did pick up a shiny new one. Hopefully next time there's a crisis he doesn't have to hold back so much though.
>>100342The train barrels through dense forests, the same as once his the resting place of the Pillars of Equestria, a light snow starts to fall outside.
It’s more than a little cold in the car. Even with the blanket, it feels cold. The leaves if the trees become more and more dull. Hell, the green floors do the same, as the world fades. It’s been a very long day, and an even longer night. Brie has lost a bit of blood. He’s more than a little tired. From somewhere in his future, Brie can feel a dark wind blowing. But the energy is sapped from him, and he falls asleep
[1d20+1 = 10]>>100343I know what that means
>>100344Not good enough to avoid falling asleep
>>100345It was bound to happen sooner or later
>>100344And thus, with that, Brie loses a sliver of himself, possibly forever, to the Changelings. He wasn't the first to do so, and probably not the last.
>>100347Couldn't be helped.
Didn't they JUST eat?
>>100348Yes, but Brie is so damned tastyThey would definitely suck out much more if they were really determined to
>>100349Goddamn right he's tasty
Also, it was kind of a self fulfilling prophesy. I initially figured that while changelings would take pretty much any opportunity they got, they basically stripped that pony earlier, and so didn’t really need anything from Brie. Rather, they just wanted physical warmth. But with all the talk, I figured it would be anti-climatic if they didn’t>>100350tastes like cotton candyWell, that’s all for tonight, but Brie has a train stop next time
>>100351I did say 4 hours ago that he was gonna get eated, it comes as no surprise to me
and TBH, I'm surprised that it took this long>>100308
... aaaaaaand Brie wakes with a start, feeling cold and vulnerable and struggle-snuggled?
>>100353Basically. A large weight on top of his chest, and a crackling sound
>>100355As he regains consciousness, the crackling turns into more of a purring sound. Kerr seems to be literally overtop of Brie, and Wesley is still to the side, emitting a kind of purring sound. More light comes into the cabin from outside, where the scenery transitioned to snow covered pastures and fields of wheat
[1d20+8 = 27]>>100356Brie attempts to remove himself from the bugpile without disturbing them.
Escape artist
>>100357Brie has somehow managed to do the impossible: he has escaped the big pile. Kerr remains curled up, now on the bed
[2d20+10 = 34]>>100358He briefly goes over all his acquired stuff (the shotgun, the carbine, the bits from the vault) and then thoroughly inspects the sword he lifted.
Appraise and Search (both have the same modifier)
He's looking to determine if they're magical or not.
>>100359The short sword is something of a gladus-like design, bladed on both sides, implying it is designed principally to be a stabbing instrument, it is thick enough to give the instrument the integrity needed to act as a slashing weapon. It doesn’t look optimal for utilitarian purposes like husking coconuts, so whoever made it intended it to be either a weapon or a ceremonial tool. The handle has alternating beige and brown rings, and the metal on the side of the handle is a slightly different color than the color of the blade. The metal on the inside glows iridescently, while the metal on the outside is duller and darker. It does indeed seem to be magical, glowing shinny and chrome, a fact that the previous owner tried to hide with an electroplated outer coating
There is also a necklace, a plain ring, a pair of sunglasses, a couple flares
>>100360Flares? As in, emergency roadside?
Brie puts on the sunglasses.
>>100361Yes, roadside flares. Must have been on the floor of the postal car
They seem relatively normal thus far, though they darken his field of view ever so slightly. They seem good for bright environments
>>100362wut
>>100363His future's so bright, he's gotta wear shades
If you curse him so help me,....In silent contemplation, Brie stares out the window at the snow-covered fields.
>>100364It’s pasture land at the moment, with a barn passing further in the distance. A silo sticks out, lonely over the prairies.
>>100365Is Brie in any way conscious of the fact that he got nommed?
As a sidenote, the concept of being snuggled by bugs is not foreign to me. I'm regularly snuggled up against by spooders who like that I'm warm
>>100366A sense of foreboding, a reduced ability to see color (which only really applies to the carpet because everything outside is white), a feeling of being tired (which he should have regardless for obvious reasons, and a feeling of being very cold (which could just be because it’s below freezing outside).
If changelings are cursed with being vampires with nasty bites, they are blessed with the symptoms they bestow on their hosts being ordinary enough for most ponies, awaking hung over, in a cold room, and perhaps already depressed, to not think anything unexpected.
>>100367[i]the idea was the imply that the changelings are cold-blooded, and so seek other sources of heat
>>100367I'd rather get snuggled by spooders than get snuggled by the ground beetles that can be found everywhere where I live. Goddamn, those things are creepy.
>>100368That's generally how bugs work, they like warm things even if they're spoopy and it might get them squishCan Brie tell thereabouts what time it is?
>>100369You should see the centipede invasion that is going on in east texas
>>100371You guys are not having very good luck with bugs. First those Africanized bees flood in north from Mexico, now that.
>>100369>>100371>>100372Just be glad you don’t have to deal with bed bugs that grow to be the size of large dogs, as the ponies do.
>>100370At least 10 AM. The sun came up before Brie went to sleep
>>100373Reee, none of the bars are open. Fine, he'll sit and wait for the Lings to wake up on their own.
>>100377>>100377Why so mean to Silver?
>>100378>>100377Maybe S means Silver?
>>100381Hmm...Silver chooses "Swallow".
>>100382Good choice my dude.
>>100382>>100383Thats fucking gay dude
>>100387Blue is wondering what Gods she pissed off to get two stallions fighting over her like this.
>>100388It’s a character concept that seemed good on paper, but didn’t really work out in practice
>>100389it was a Good One
>>100389At least she gets two big, strong, well-endowed stallions to lay with whenever she so desires.
>>100391Be mindful that one of them could eventually kill himself or the competition, so I'd say it's a temporal advantage.
>>100393But hey. Maybe you can charm the competition into digging you instead. Now you're the one that has two ponies for a good time.Good platonic time where the competition is a fluffy teddy horse.
>>100394Are you saying she has more...? Or that one of the stallions isn’t big and strong?
>>100395Mind break via fluffy snuggle struggle?Mind break via fluffy snuggle struggle.
>>100395Not Gonna happen
>>100396Could there be more? maybe. I was saying that more than 1 partner is Degenerate and I'm Not gonna be apart of it.
>>100397Gas Silver?
Gas Silver.
>>100398Who knows? Maybe the dice will make it happen.
>>100400Iron And Silver Should Start a relationship
>>100400>Maybe the dice will make it happen.Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...
>>100401Can't. Iron's in cryostasis.
>>100403Silver would like that.
>>100405>>100404Iron can't really interact with other ponies. While Silver eats meat and seems to be into anything that rids him of loneliness, I don't think he's into pseudonecrophilia.
>>100406I think the term you're looking for is somnophilia.
>>100407That sounds more like I wanted to say.
>>100398If only Dark Star could have a relationship like the one in pic related
>>100410>>100409Not sure if either Chryssi is Silver or Star in this pic.
>>100411I thought Anon was Star in that
>>100412>>100413The first panels do depict a Star-like personality. Anon would be a little more like Silver with his relative chillness. Could be just me.
Alright, let’s see if I can fight back laziness long enough to actually do something
Dark Star is thinking about how his first attempt at love hasn’t gone the way he wanted, and how Skies isn’t really the pony he thought she was, while preparing to go meet Sea Breaze.
Brie is staring out the window of his train car wearing shades inside in the Winter, looking at the cold and frozen landscape while feeling cold himself.
Iron descends deeper into the underground caverns
>>100416Iron does so, giddy and eager to see why a group of seemingly organized bandits would attack a temple now that he knew it was more like an entrance to the underground.
(Wait. Why
would a group of bandits attack something that resembles more as a cemetery than a place full of treasure?)
His giddiness is slightly tampered by a wave of slight dread at the possible prospects of raiding a god's temple, especially one who controls death or at least the entrance of the underworld.
>>100416>Dark Star is thinking about how his first attempt at love hasn’t gone the way he wanted, and how Skies isn’t really the pony he thought she was,Dark Star is none the wiser, so he still thinks things are fine.
>>100417The ground is uneven and grey. He is in a larger cavern area, and the magic cone of light doesn’t quite go all the way to the wall.
>>100418So... does he go to Sea Breaze?
>>100419Iron goes to the right, feeling that sticking near a wall would be helpful to notify him of any cave size narrowing or expanding, and proceeds to walk along it
if possible.
>>100419Yea he trots over.
>>100420He can go so far before he runs into a stream, with water the sound of water passing making clear sounds
>>100421A pony sits at the front desk who, when asked, says that Sea Breaze is in his office and may be seen now.
>>100422Iron cocks his head at the sound, somewhat surprised.
He moves closer to the water and inspects it.
>>100423The stream isn’t all that wide at this point, at most three meters between the edge and the wall, although the possibility that it runs underneath the evident right-wall of the cavern cannot be ruled out. The water is fairly clear. As he shines the light into it, something glimmers back.
>>100424Iron, curious over that is shining back at him, inches his head closer to try and see what's in it.
>>100425It seems to be a couple gold coins. A golden plate as well at the bottom of the cavern stream
>>100422Dark Star Goes to His Office
>>100426Iron's eyes sparkle over the items underwater at the cavern stream.
"It seems we have found some of what the bandits were looking for," he tells the other two ponies. He looks over to Pear.
"Is there anything worth mentioning about the stream?"
>>100428"Well, water falling upon the hill goes through layers of sediment before reaching the bedrock, which in this particular area is made of Limestone, which erodes away from carbonic acid and creates the little underground rivers you see here. But that isn't what you wanted to know, is it? The Marexica tribe of the Neighuatl ponies believed these underground caverns to be entrances to the underworld, or their version of the afterlife. Xibalba. And these little streams were believed to carry the souls of the dead off to there. They would often make offerings to Xibalba, like a coin to ensure safe passage, or sometimes, to send off wealth in the hopes it may be used by loved ones or ancestors in the afterlife. I suspect that is what you are looking at."
>>100427He looks up from his desk, where he seems to have been working on papers.
"Hello, Dark Star"
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>>100429"Hello,Sir."
He Salutes Him
"Is there any thing that needs to be done today?"
>>100430“Eager for more work, are you?”
>>100429Iron contemplates robbing other dead ponies' graves in order to accomplish his part of the deal with Cauldron.
He shakes his head accompanied with frustrated grumbles, looking at the stream to see if it can be traversed.
>>100432The steam runs along the right side of the cavern, so there is no where to go over it
>>100433Oh wait, the stream isn't an obstacle, is it?Iron decides to follow the stream along to see where it ends or if it leads him closer to where the bandits are currently spelunking.
(Maybe if I beat the bandits up and either sacrifice them or kick them out, I could take the gold. Would that work?)
>>100431"I Always enjoy Helping The Cause,Sir!"
Sorry was watching hores
>>100434The stream continues until it cuts along through the middle of the cavern. A single set of wooden planks forms a small, if questionable, bridge over the slightly wider stream
Iron can swim to retrieve items in the stream>>100435“Well... I may have a job for then.” Sea Breaze presses a button on his table
“Dark Star... an organization like the Baltimare Branch of the State Security Administration requires very many ponies for its operations. And it requires cooperation with all sorts of other entities as well. Local law enforcement, the military, railway employees, customs... many ponies are involved. Many non-pony creatures as well. And many of them are of questionable trustworthiness. It’s like a house with many, many meters of old, rusty pipes. A leak is bound to spring up somewhere. And all it takes is one leak for the whole house to become flooded and moldy. All the same with the Black Hooves...”
At this point, a pony walks through the door. It’s none other than Dark Star’s senior partner in the SSA.
“Excellent timing, Miss Skies. Tell him how you find a leak”
The pony walks across the room, casually, and takes a seat next to Sea Breeze’s desk, facing towards Dark Star
“When you know there is a leak... you create a false report or other document that you know your enemies will want to disseminate. But you don’t give everyone exactly the same document. You create minor little spelling errors, typos, subtle differences between the documents, and give each person or group a different version of the document. So the one that is disseminated.. you’ll know who leaked it.”
Sea breeze continues, stopping Skies
“A few days ago, we released a document concerning the transfer of a high value individual to various sectors of the Baltimare SSA and associated agencies. But the document actually contained completely different information depending on who it was sent to. We were hoping that the release of multiple conflicting claims about where and how the very important pony would be sent would create the confusion that would allow the transfer to take place unmolested, or, even better, any communications by hostile actors could be intercepted, allowing us to tell who leaked the information. Unfortunately, that isn’t quite what happened... Each version of the document contained differing means by which the VIP would be transferred, in this case, taken at random from a train table. It appears one of the documents leaked out, and the train listed, a civilian passenger train, was attacked last night around 2:00 AM by partisans 10 kilometers east of the Castle of the Two Sisters. There was no way we could have sent police to protect every train... Anyways, we’ve identified a leak.”
>>100434Pear has a question for Iron. Well, it seems to be for iron
“Tell me. Have you ever seen a tiger? In the wild, in one of those pits they have at zoos, or in a cage, perhaps?”
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>>100436Dark Stars Ears Perk up at the Last Bit
"And you want me to find the Rat?"
Dark Star looks at him Quizzically
>>100437He nods, then pulls his lips back, showing his teeth.
“That would be the idea, yes.”
>>100438"Any Ideas on where to Start?"
He Looks Between the Two
>>100439“Why yes. That particular communication was sent to a pair of local Baltimare PD officers. They are dispatched out of Colton Hill.”
>>100443"I'm Assuming you would like them alive?"
He Grins
>>100444“Yes. That we would.”
>>100445"What Do They Look like?"
>>100446“It’s all in the dossier”
He pushes over a manila folder with his hoof
>>100447He Eyes it uncertainly
Then He Takes the folder in his hooves and opens it
>>100448Details on two of the officers in the group. One is a bunt orange unicorn with fluffy red mane, the other is a bronze earth pony with a beige mane that sticks upwards
“Also... we don’t necessary know who was involved, even though we know it went through one of those two.”
>>100449"So, It Could Have Been Anypony at the Department? Great."
>>100450“No. The document came from one or both of those two.”
>>100451"Do Either of them Have any Priors? Any Criminal History?"
>>100452“No. Otherwise they wouldn’t be working for the Baltimare PD. At least I presume...”
>>100453"You Never know,These Days. If they Let Ziggers be police officers..."
He Looks over the folder one more time.
>>100454It details the location on Colton Hill and their dispatch number. Neither of them are zebras
>>100455"Colton hill huh? I Don't think i've ever been there before."
He Stands up and Salutes them both
"I probably shouldn't mention i'm with the party."
He Puts his Badge in one of his pockets
"sir there's something not relating to the mission i wish to discuss. would it be possible for me to get a room at the hotel?"
>>100455Are the Lings awake yet? Its fine if they're not
>>100436Whoops. I kinda died there. Also good to know but I am currently in fearing God(s) mode. Hopefully he can get some dosh after beating up the maroon colored pony.Iron, knowing that bridges mean ponies passed through there, decides to cross it in order to follow said track.
He nods at Pear's question.
"I did. Those creatures with orange, black and white sprites, right? Got scratched pretty badly once but I heard stories where they are nice, fuzzy kittens."
Anyone else notice how much everyone's schedules have changed since we first started?
>>100461Kindasorta. I lost my workless status due to starting college.
>>100462I kinda figured that's what was happening with most people.
>>100464I could tell. Hopefully your sad boi-ness status be erradicated easily and successfully
>>100464Hope things get better for you.
>>100461I’ve still been around in the morning, it’s just that no one is here
>>100467I'll keep that in mind for the future.
>>100469I'm always here for you.
no homo
>>100470Godamnit! I thought my browser broke when I saw the whole screen white except for the no homo.
>>100469Also here. Can I make
>>100460 my response to your posts about tigers and actions?
>>100470>>100471Wait, there's no images attached? I've been waiting here for minutes for nothing? ;_;
>>100460The bridge crackles as he steps upon it
“Nice?
Kittens? Tell me, were you awed by it? Afraid of it?”
>>100473Iron, oblivious of Pear's dumbfounded response, simply nods.
"Only when he almost scratched and bit me to death was I awed by the raw power of the huge kitten. It could have been quite the battle."
He is a bit uncomfortable over how the bridge reacted to his hoof, though. He adds some more pressure on it with his hoof to see if it breaks or something.
>>100474Roll die
“What do you mean? Almost bit to death and it could have been ‘quite the battle’?”
[1d20 = 6]>>100475Iron shrugs.
"I have had an aggressive encounter with one of them, is what I am saying."
Rolling
Does anypony else want to play?
>>100476Oooh... that’s a tough one
The bridge freaks as Iron steps upon it
“But how did the encounter
make you feel?”
>>100471>>100472...I may have to rethink doing that in the future? I didn't expect that response.
>>100477I'm here, but I get the suspicion you're waiting on other players to get caught up. Plus there's not a whole lot to do besides "Silver goes inside, Silver grabs books, Silver leaves". Or at least, not a whole lot else that won't likely get him killed.
>>100477Iron's head rotates to the side, somewhat embarrased
"I admit I was scared and it hurt like fire melting my coat when it pierced and slashed my coat. I should probably try to throw it a bone before attempting to pet it next time."
His eyes dart to the bridge, not really comfortable with it handling his weight.
"I think you should go first, Pear. I fear that the bridge would collapse with my weight."
>>100478Uh... uh... aww. That Changeling is adorable
CLEAR THE CATACOMBS. CLAIM THE PRIZE ENTIRELY FIR YOUR OWN
>>100480You know I really fucking want to. Like, so fucking badly. Silver is kinda lacking in the armament department, though.
>>100479The little pony of lemon and strawberry advances forward, carefully placing a hoof on the bridge to test it. Then, she goes forward. The bridge creaks as she goes along. She makes it to the other side
“I see… it seems safe.”
>>100482>>100480I'm as scared as Silver tbh. Maybe buy loads of vodka then turn them into molotovs? That should work
>>100483Iron is a bit nervous.
(So it is my weight.)
He looks over to Cauldron
"Now you cross. I will go last, so we do not get separated by a flimsy bridge breaking for my heavy body."
>>100478So Lings is still sleeping?
[1d20 = 13]>>100485No. Kerr is the firs to wake up, straightening himself out, pushing his hind legs all the way back, and stretching out as he pushes himself up over the sheets, then pulling his hind legs up to stand. Both creatures seem to have lost their full disguises, appearing as black, swiss-cheese insects with big blue eyes, and a subtle green glow around them.
>>100484“It’s clearly decayed by bacteria and fungi that grow here with all of the moisture. But the steam looks clear enough to swim across anyways.”
Cauldron steps on it, and she is not as small as Pear
>>100484Maybe set up a tripwire and hang them above the entrance to a corridor, so they'll drop down on the ghasts as they chase after him. Then Silver, as DM suggested earlier, would just lay into them with the SMG. Bing bang boom, problem solved.You know, if the DM would ever actually give a definite answer as to whether or not Silver can have the SMG. I'm not so sure he could just waltz into the GBH and ask the Black Hooves to clean it like the DM thinks.
>>100488Don't worry about the SMG, as the ghasts have more than 20 AC anyways. You need thorwable items that can reliably do AoE damage like grenades or molotovs to ensure a hit. SMG doesn't do that well if you can't aim it.>>100487Do I consider this as a pass?Iron simply nods. That could be a viable option.
>>100487"Hast Du gut geschlafen?" Brie asks with only the slightest hint of cheek.
>>100490Kerr answers
“Besser als wenn der Zug angehalten wurde”
Wesley also starts to get up, stretching his forelegs forward in his own little stretch, then pushing himself up
>>100489Cauldron passes, the bridge creeking somewhat, but holding up
“Well, it worked for me”
[1d20 = 17]>>100491Iron exhales.
(I guess it is my turn. Hooves, do not fail me now.)
He attempts to cross the bridge as the other two did with the utmost care, tiptoeing as carefully as an oversized Earth Pony can.
>>100491"Ich wollte Sie fragen, wissen Sie, wie man mit einer Klinge umgeht?" Brie says, pulling out one of his daggers, identical to the ones he gave to the two of them.
>>100489Explosives are a terrible idea in the catacombs even if Silver had the means to acquire them, and I doubt using only firebombs and other throwables would kill multiple 29hp (or more) ghasts. Seriously, have you seen the stats for alchemist's fire and holy water? 1d6 or 1d4 damage on a direct hit? And using them are considered a standard action? Throwing weapons like those are just absolutely useless. Just give me a sword or a gun, they're cheaper and more effective. If Silver is going to clear out the catacombs, the only thing he could possibly rely on is using enough bullets to overwhelm them.
>>100492>>100492Incredibly, he crosses, the bridge creaking but holding
>>100493“Nicht... wirklich”
“Natürlich tue ich das”
>>100495Iron exhales yet again.
"I cannot believe it did not break under my weight."
He shines the path forward to see his available options after crossing the bridge.
>>100495Smiling at Kerr's assertion (maybe he does, but not like Brie does), Brie takes a moment to show them a few stances, grips, and effective postures, as pertains to fighting offensively, defensively, and transitioning from either posture into a throw.
"Hier sind ein paar zusätzliche, falls Sie sie brauchen." He says, giving each an extra 2 daggers (so 3 to a Ling, with 4 daggers and a short sword in Brie's possession).
>>100496There’s a little more cavern, which narrows, but goes up in elevation
>>100496They look as Brie dies his moves, occasionally flinching when the daggers come closer. Wesley nods at Brie’s words, and both take the extra daggers.
From a speaker in the car,
“Arriving at Bales Union Station in 10 minutes.”
>>100498Iron starts his trek towards the slightly elevated section of the cave.
Without moving his head, he opens his mouth.
"I am quite surprised we have not found any other companions you left behind, either as corpses or prisoners. Did they also have the chance to run?"
>>100499“I... don’t know”
Iron runs into the answer to that question very quickly, possibly even stepping on it
>>100500Iron skids to a halt, seeing the corpses as he shines the light around him.
"Hm. So there is no prisoners for these ponies."
He cracks his neck.
"I can see why the Gods would aid me on this quest to beat down these ponies. The desecration of this temple and dishonor of killing helpless ponies without a fair fight is reproachable."
>>100501It’s only one thus far. A sea green colored Unicorn stallion is slouched along to the side of the path where the rock slopes downward. He lays inelegantly, with limbs contorted in odd ways and slouched about, as if his body has fallen down the slope slightly. Blood seeps from around his eyes, and small amounts surround him
“Maybe... maybe... maybe he fell?”
>>100502Iron is slightly unconvinced.
He kneels over to check the head more closely for any wound like the coat shredders left on him.
>>100503A little blood from out the mouth, but no entry or exit wounds on that side if the pony’s body. At least, no wounds that are obvious and visible
[1d20 = 7]>>100504Iron shrugs.
"It seems like he could have just fell. There does not seem to be any wounds on him. We should be careful going up."
He tries to spot anything that could be considered a trip hazard along the path to the top if possible.
>>100505The entire floor is uneven. It’s eroded rock, not paved roadway
>>100506Iron, knowing that there's the possibility of falling to the floor like him, looks back.
"Watch your step, everyone."
With that, he starts the uphill trek towards the top.
>>100507A few feet, a few feet more...
Then another body. This one is along the path, facing the direction opposite of Iron. He lies on his stomach, or nearly so, leaning a little to his right. A black earth pony with grey hair and a leather bag. Trickles of blood away from his eyes break up the perfect blackness of his coat.
>>100508Iron is a bit wary of the added pony to the corpse count.
"What is going on?"
He saunters over closer to get a better look on any clue as to how he died.
Are we in flat terrain or still in an upwards slope?
>>100509flatter here, but the terrain going forward is upwardsCauldron pokes him
“Internal bleeding..”
>>100498You quoted the wrong post so I got confused. Also, fug; wasn't Bales their stop? I can't rememberBrie checks his ticket for their departure point.
>>100510Iron does not have such a good feeling about this.
He decides to open the leather bag to see if there is a clue of some kind about either his death or this place.
>>100511Huh. So I didBales, which, unless the train goes along to Neighagra, is the end of the line now that the Crystal City is hard to get to
>>100512A map. It’s not terribly detailed, but the temple site is circled with out the map itself detailing the existence of the temple. A notation is written on the map:
“Campamento de ponis de la ciudad. Tesoro escondido.“
>>100513Iron raises his eyebrows, passing the pony's map to Cauldron for 'safekeeping.'
He looks behind him, at the stream they left untouched, having a slight feeling as to how they might have died.
"Let us keep moving."
(I wonder if Cauldron knows my native language.)
>>100513"Oh, ich denke das ist unser Stopp" Brie says to the Lings, gathering up the shotgun and the carbine.
>>100514Pear
“Might be Protozoa in the water”
Caudron
“That or something they ate”
>>100515“Okay”
Wesley in particular starts to gather his items that were brought along for the trip, which presently are scattered about the floor
>>100516"Let us try to avoid contact with both food and water here. We should not risk it."
And so, the trek continues.
>>100516Oh yes, the toys, Brie Eeeees to himself, gathering the toys into the pillowcase which likewise is undoubtedly on the floor.
>>100518And thus he has it.
How shall he try to hide the guns and the short sword
>>100517And then, Iron comes upon a new item of interest
A little off to the side of the trail is an object, laying in its side
>>100519Iron's ears wiggles in curiousity, going near it.
>>100519The short sword he will attempt to conceal in his jacket.
The guns? Why would he hide them?
On his way out, leading the Lings, he stops by Onyx and Sparks' room. "This is our stop fellas. Here, hold onto these." he says handing over the guns before either can object.
Okay, that’s it for the night. At least I know where I am going narrative-wise so it should be easy for me to pick up tomorrow
>>100521Because gun control
>making it somepony else’s problemOh.. I guess that would work
>>100522If there's one thing Brie has done consistently throughout this campaign, its volunteer other ponies for things without a shred of remorse or reservation
How long do you think until we get halftrack-towed and tank-towed artillery, since we got truck-towed artillery in Ironclad?
>>100524I don’t know... I guess I am glad that the handbook designers acknowledge that not all artillery needs to be horse-drawn, but if you are going to specifically place fast-artillery in your divisions, get motorized rocket artillery
RNG works in mysterious ways. I had a game crash after having not saved for a couple months, so when I loaded back up the Northern War was still ongoing. This time, the Order lasted long enough for volunteers to arrive and turn the tide in their favor.
>>100527>when the war between the followers of the lord of the light and death itself lasts longer and is more interesting in the My Little Pony version than in the TV show it was based on
>>100528Maybe all they need are zombies?
>>100529All they need is
LoveBy either eating your brain and heart, or sucking you dry
Little bit of a meta question since I don't have anything else to really talk about right now: if Silver were to go with the explosives and firebombs plan, how many homemade explosives and firebombs could he make with 49 Bits-worth of materials?
>>100531He may need a bit of help...
>>100531>>100532That's a understatement.
Any sort of body odor nullifiers for Silver to take advantage of?
>>100534Uh...I don't know? Would that be a Constitution check?
>>100535The Constitution check to successfully melee ghasts.
>>100536Now I'm completely lost.
>>100537You know, the one that forces you to roll in order to be able to melee ghasts because of their rotting smell?
>>100538Oh, the Fortitude save. I'm not sure what relevance that has here.
>>100539It would definitely help reduce the roll amount in order to properly hit a ghast.
>>100540Again, I don't see how that's relevant since the purpose of making firebombs and homemade explosives in this instance would be to set traps, not to melee ghasts.
>>100541Oh! In terms of explosives, try talking to that zebra alchemist that gave you potions. I'm pretty sure they'd help. Or, you know, just make molotovs with vodka and rags. Pretty cheap stuff.
>>100542That's why I'm waiting for an answer from the DM about how many explosives and/or firebombs Silver could make using the 49 Bits he has to his name. Also probably including the cost of the metal hooks and wire he'd need for a tripwire trap.
>>100543The second part would probably require a craft check, but not sure about the first part.
>>100543Well, think about it. For the detonator, you’re going to need a hundred yards of thin electrical wiring, an automobile battery, pliers, and wire cutter. Maybe a light switch, or the same mining-plunger at the bottom of the catacombs. You might be able to rig a flashlight and it’s 9volt batteries as a detonator, I am not sure. Maybe something messy like a stream of low octane gasoline or black powder could work.
The explosives themselves probably require a sack of nitrate-based fertilizer (which may require an agricultural supplier), that marvel of technology known as “the jerry can,” and one or two gallons of either heating oil or kerosine-lamp oil. Containers will be harder to figure out - maybe coffee containers, milk jars, or plastic jugs.
Maybe proper dynamite or ANFO can be acquired from mining or construction concerns.
>>100545I appreciate the help, but that's part of an answer to a different question.
>>100545Shit, I looked it up and it turns out ANFO is actually pretty difficult to detonate - you need a relatively powerful explosive. It’s typically detonated by placing a stick of dynamite in the center and detonating that... if only silver hadn’t used those sticks...
Maybe you can take a rifle bullet, remove the projectile, and place it upside down in the container. I think even a mild electrical pulse will detonate the primer on a bullet, which of course can detonate the grains and then ANFO, maybe using extra gun power in the empty case. Using little clamps on the end of the wire to connect to the cartridge case would probably work better than tying exposed wire around a case... I am not sure if using an empty beer bottle, with a cartridge in the top, is genius, or if the glass is too weak to hold long enough to make the ANFO detonate
>>100548>>100547Uh, maybe the ghasts would like perfume?
>>100549Are you DM, or are you just a rando offering help?
>>100551>>100552Let's just say he's frustrated over the lack of power in defeating the zombo horses.
>>100552Can I get an answer to my original question, please?
>>100554I don’t know. How does he intend to make explosives? I would think cost would be the sum of the purchase price of the elements involved. 1 but for wire cutters, 1 bit for pliers (may want two sets?), 13 bits (at least) for 250 feet of wire, 1 bit for a jerry can, 1 bit for probably 4 gallons of heating oil... I am trying to find prices on things, but really, all depends on what Silver needs abs what Silver buys
>>100555I don't know what all he needs, but I know he can buy up to 49 Bits-worth of supplies. He needs supplies to make a tripwire trap, and supplies for homemade explosives and firebombs (which I am just assuming would be what Equestrians would call Molotovs).
>>100556I don’t even know. How would he make a wire trap?
>>100557I guess it could be simple fishing line attached to a rat trap, which can be set to hit the primer of a shotgun shell that detonates a bomb, and the whole contraption is on a piece of wood
>>10055612 bits for about 25 pounds of nitrate fertilizer...
Firebombs are not terribly practical because of limited oxygen in the catacombs and the fact that Silver needs oxygen to liv. Bottles of air are a thing, but that might be difficult to set up as an effective oxidizer
>>100559Explosives aren't terribly practical either in a crumbling ruin, but Silver's just going to have to go with what he can get.
>>100561He would if there was any help to get.
>>100562I have some extra capital to allow for more options, but I'll have to cover the potential costs of helping you out.
>>100563Okay, he does actually have a couple sources of help. Maybe three, but I get the feeling Blue would want nothing to do with slaying the undead just to help Silver out with this job.>>100564And even split of the reward for clearing out the catacombs upon completion plus any additional Bits needed to cover the cost of spent materials, after I take the 500 Bits Silver needs to pay Spark back with. You know, if Spark ever comes back.
>>100565>Skies wouldn't help SilverShe literally thinks of Silver as a secret lover. Why wouldn't she help out someone like that?
>SparkboiEh, don't worry about that. By the time he comes back, you'll get 500 bits elsewhere to offer.
>>100565Didn’t Skies already give Silver a large amount of money?
>>100569Don't tell me he didn't know...
>>100569Nope. Skies decided to withhold the payment for the job he already completed until after he does this one semi-related task.
>>100571It's really come to bite him (and me) in the ass.
>>100571>>100572It's her kink.:3
>>100571Oh yeah... I was thinking of when Dark Star got his gold exchanged
>>100574Eeyup. And now Silver's in a situation where he has 49 Bits to his name, and a choice between either chancing that two potions will be enough to bring back all of those books, or putting a serious risk to his life by getting as much help and ordnance that his remaining 49 Bits will get him.
>>100575Dude. Just ask
anyone for help or a loan, or to get that gun working
>>100576>>100575Sell your body in the streets
>>100576Everyone's either off doing their own thing or are ded and holding up the game, Silver already declined getting a portion of his payment early back when I thought it was within the realm of possibility to do this with the money he had, and he
already asked Blue if she knew how he could get it in working order, and she, his greatest and only connection to the only ponies in the entire city who would be willing and able to fix it up, gave him the most non-committal answer I've ever heard.
>>100578Iron's got the underground connections. I could probably help with that.
>>100578She said “perhaps” and then there was no further inquiry about the gun
>>100578It’s evasive girl-talk. You act like she said “No, Hell no, and dear God no. If you ever mention anything like that to me or anyone else in my organization, I will shove a broken wine bottle
far up your ass.•
>>100580Silver gave her a look like he was waiting if she had something else to say after that, and she said nothing.
>>100581So... lazy day today as well?
>>100567>>Skies wouldn't help SilverShe literally thinks of Silver as a secret lover. Why wouldn't she help out someone like that?
...
>>100585Not me saying it.
>>100584Let me see if I can struggle through. I guess I can provide the next detail
The object Iron sees looks like a jaguar, made of shiny black rock
>>100585sighSkies is not the kind of pony to do good things for a pony just because she considers them “a lover,” especially not to prioritize that over her work
>>100587Iron absent-mindedly picks it up in order to see it in more detail.
(This seems similar to the dog idol I have picked off from the bandits.)
>>100586you sure bring the fact that they have a Degenerate Secret relationship a lot though.
>>100588Indeed, it looks similar to the other idols, carefully carved from the black rock
>>100590Iron nods to himself.
(My perception is as good as ever)
He looks backwards at their other two teamembers with idol on hoof to see their reactions.
>>100591Cauldron leans forward, and twists her head a little, squinting towards it
Pear looks straight at it, eyes wide an intense
>>100592Seeing Pear's clear interest, almost to the point of metaphorical hunger, Iron decides to ask her about it.
"What can you tell us about this?"
>>100593“It’s an idol. Of Tezcatlipoca, god of hurricanes and discord.”
>>100594Iron is sort of weary over carrying such a thing, handing it over to Pear.
(She will like having it from how surprised she was.)
"What would cause somepony to drop the idol on the floor?"
>>100595“... see for yourself” she says, pointing a hoof, and sounding more than a little unsettled
She lints over to another body - the third body. Unicorn, grey with white mane that is carefully combed over to the side
>>100596Iron walks over the body, a bit unsure now of their cause of death, to see what he can detect in terms of see what could have happened.
>>100597Brown jacket with many pockets. Looks like bloody wounds
>>100589Do you come in just to bitch about Skies? The only reason the “secret relationship” thing happened in the first place is because you has Star be a shit to her
>>100598Iron rummages through the jacket for anything useful or to see what kind of bloody wounds he's looking at.
Puncturing wounds, slashes, that kind of thing.
>>100599Deep puncture wounds, and a letter
>>100600Letter? Iron decides to open it in order to see what's in it.
"Seems this pony has been punctured somehow, so this is definitely not due to a simple tumble."
>>100601Cauldron:
“Looks like bullet wounds”
Letter:
“Dear Peer Review,
Despite the funds for field expeditions being lower this quarter than in the last quarter of the previous fiscal year, I have decided to approve the expedition to the upper snake river site. The possibility of the basin being host to the lost treasure of emperor Hummingbird Feathers, is sufficient to warrant the investiture of limited fiscal resources, as your paper on the subject, published in the South Equestrian Journal of History, managed to become the 20th most cited publisher paper. This horde has been long sought after, and finding it could allow portions of it not donated to the Museum of History, or viscously stolen by the Natives Right’s Association, to be sold and added to the endowment fund of the University. More importantly - indeed, far more importantly - such a discovery could convince the be Dean to allocate more funds to the archeological and history departments, and could even attract public grants for further study, as well as provide fruitful material for future publications.
Dr. Grant from the Archeology department will be joining you in co-leading the expedition, as he has experience in the field, and hopes that any clues to the whereabouts of the final resting place of Hummingbird Feather will help him secure the department chair. An adjunct professor in Anthropology, Pear Faucet, who specializes in the religious practices of the natives, shall accompany you. Although the Anthropology department head, Critical Theory, claims that she has yet to publish even a single article and her contract renewal is in question, her knowledge of the native language and the region will be an asset. We recommend also taking a number of graduate students and other relevant adjuncts. They should be chopping at the bit for the chance to put field work on their CVs.
Best of luck,
High Chair.”
Another letter, this one scribbled down, rather than the carefully typed letter before
“Dear High Chair,
We have located an old temple two kilometers from Snake River that seems to be the location described in the sixth century account of De Llama. Based in a new amber if factors we believe this site to be the most probable final resting place of Humningbird Feather and the missing treasure of the Marexica. Unfortunately, one if the graduate students seems to have gotten drunk at a bar in Stableside, and bragged about our intended expedition to a number of colonists there. We are afraid this may inspire treasure hunters to try to examine the site in their own, regardless of the dangers of such ruins. We shall proceed with utmost haste. Your faith in us is not misplaced.
Sincerely, Peer Review”
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>>100602Iron's eyes dart through the text, getting quite a bit excited to see there's an ancient treasure that could even enrich an entire 'U-nee-verse-i-tea' enough to grant awards, confirming Pear's testimony. He takes note of her apparent novice background and flimsy financial position if he thinks what a contract is what he thinks it is.
"It seems word of this exploration spread out by one of Pear's companions back at the 'bar' at Stableside. I am guessing this is why these bandits are here."
(Natives Rights' association?)
He passes the letters to Cauldron for her to have a read if she wants to, and gently bows to the assumed recently dead Peer Review for his predicament, paying respect for the shameful death he has suffered.
>>100603"That sounds about right. They trick travelers into revealing information about what items of value they may have, then follow them, and ultimately rob them."
She reads the letter:
"I remember hearing about Hummingbird Feather in School. He was the last free King of Tenochtitlan, a native kingdom after the overthrow of the Quetzalcoatl Empire. Tenochtitlan was united into the Principality of Equestria under viceroy Valiant Cello of the Equestrian South, and General High View. The city was described as having great suits of gilded armor, fine gem be-speckled brooches, and other great treasures, but disappointingly little was found when the city was taken. Hummingbird himself was made a prisoner in his palace, and ultimately died there."
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>>100604Iron nods, processing the information.
"So everypony is looking for the rest of it, like the bandits and Pear's companions are doing. I can see why the pony told us his boss had a lot of ponypower."
Seeing that the dead pony isn't going to reveal anything more, he decides to trek a bit more. He takes the small breather between Cauldron's talk and the walk to ask her a question.
"How experienced are in your line of work?"
>>100605Cauldron: "Well, it looks like you may get the treasure you wanted..."
Is he asking Pear or Cauldron?
>>100607Whoops, I meant Pear.One of Iron's forelegs wraps around Cauldron's neck as they walk, clearly pumped up for the chance of a lot of money in his hands.
"It will not only be my treasure, but
our treasure."
>>100608Cauldon
smiles at Iron
"I can get into that"
Pear answers
"I've been with Mistkatonic University for three full semesters now, this would be my fourth. I've been teaching classes for longer, received my PhD at John Haykins. I've been on two other field expeditions, one in this region."
>>100598No, this happend because you decided you wanted to laugh at me.
>>100609Iron smiles back.
"I knew you would like it."
Turning to face Pear, he nods.
"You are basically new to this, are you not? You seem like you frequent more safe locations to teach."
>>100610No, it
didn't>>100611"As I said, this is my third time in the field and my second in this area. Murderous criminals is new to me though"
>>100612He nods again.
"Is writing books part of your job?"
>>100613"They want all professors to produce at least one published article a year. Published in academic journals"
>>100614Iron seems rather confused about her lack of book writing if the letter is right, apparent to Pear.
"Have you written a book?"
>>100616His confusion is still apparent.
"Is that not what you are supposed to do?"
>>100617"So says the department chair"
She says this with a hint of derision
>>100618His confusion turns into curiousity as she openly mocks the idea or the department chair.
(Whatever that is.)
"You seem displeased with it. Why?"
>>100619"The machinery of the university is geared more towards producing worthless papers, gaining money, and competing for the hierarchy with still more papers, then it is about actually discovering new truths and understanding old truths. And that arbitrary publishing goal is part of it. I wanted to
find something really interesting, something worth
reading about before I published. I was glad to see Peer Review and Dr. Grant oblige me on that, and let me come along."
>>100620"That was until you found out it was to find a secret treasure full of gold, right?"
>>100621She answers, firmly if non-responsively
"The period between the fall of the Quetzalcoatl Empire and the early colonization by Equestria's southern expansion was a turbulent time for the Tenochtitlan basin. It endured long lasting night, then blistering heat, chaos and turmoil, then war, and it all ended with the Cocoliztli epidemics. It could hardly be a wonder if some of the natives decided their best course of action was to pledge fealty to those very gods they believed were besieging them - the gods of death, strife, plague, and divine justice - in the belief they might be more inclined to dispense mercy ... and they could do it here, in this 'gateway to the under world,' in the Snake river valley, this part of the forest that never
really fell under the power of the Equestrian Crown. Not then, not now. They must have sneaked away their treasures, and the body of their last king under cover of darkness, and brought him here, where the sunlight never reaches, but neither would the Equestrians. Maybe they hoped that if they could not escape death, they could at least take their treasures into the next life. Maybe they thought they could bribe the gods. And maybe, just
maybe, the Equestrians buried Hummingbird in a pauper's grave, and Tenochtitlan was never as rich as everypony wanted to believe it was.
But uncovering long forgotten truths is kind of why I am here, isn't it?"
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>>100622Iron nods.
"Ah, so you
are a little thrilled over knowing if the treasure exists in order to record it into a book, judging by how much thought you have done for this."
>>100623“I have put very much thought into this. More than just a simple book”
>>100624Iron nods, turning his head towards the path.
(She seems to care more about its existence than its value. Nifty.)
With all questions that came to his mind has been answered, he keeps walking the trail, now confident he's close from how one of the dead leaders of this expedition.
>>100625Okay, that’s all for tonight
I have risen to ask:
Will you reveal how the expedition team died when the dream ends? I want to see if my deductive skills are in order.
>>100628I hope to complete Iron’s present storyline over s number if sessions this week.
I also hope to advance the group arriving in Bales. And maybe Silver, if he stops wallowing in pity and does something
>>100629While it doesn't exactly answer my question, I like the answer nonetheless. Whenever you're ready, type out the appropriate continuation of the trail path/anything you wanted your characters to say.
>>100629Reeeeee, I've been waiting a whole week to be able to continue!
>>100631There's always selling your body for money. I hear it pays well with good performance rolls.
Alternatively, you could do some shady bodyguard as a mini-sidequest to try and amass money
>>100631Silver pretty much has the following options:
Continue in indefinite limbo
Go in alone with modest objectives
Try to Maximize finite resources and clear the catacombs
Ask Dusty Outback for some kind of help
Ask Blue Skies for at least a partial payment, or maybe for weapons
Ask Dark Star for help
Wait for Iron, and request his help
Ask the parish priest for help
He can probably do more than one of the above
>>100634As comfy as the infinite limbo might be for the elderly stallion, his player is gettin' kinda bored of all the waiting. The goddess-damned waiting...
Well, he's already at the catacombs. He might as well could make at least one trip, get some books out, then start getting some help going forward by talking with Skies about partial payment and fixing up that SMG of his.
Did Onyx actually take the other SMG in the catacombs, or did he leave it behind on the floor where it was?
>>100630>>100629I is now officially ded for the day. Sudden sleepiness has come for me.
>>100635Okay, I’m sort of here now
Onyx took the SMG, and Dark Star took the ammunition for it
>>100637Damn, that would have been too convenient. Star did give Silver the pistol they got off the Sarge, if I remember correctly. An M1911, though I suppose if we were going with something more appropriate in-universe it would be named either the M991 or the M1001, whichever model year sounds more appropriate for the pistol.
>>100638Sure... He has a pistol
>>100639I might be remembering wrong, who knows. If he does have it, it would be back at the tavern, anyways, sitting with his other Lavender Rifle, waiting to be brought somewhere to be cleaned and fixed up.
>>100641Finally, someone else is here!
>>100642So... Silver was going to get the books, then get his money?
>>100643Sorta? Since he's already at the catacombs he might as well should go in, but I don't imagine he'll be able to get the rest of those books in this one trip. He'll grab what he can and head back to give them to Blue, then ask her about maybe getting a part of his payment now and if it is actually possible for him to get that SMG fixed and cleaned up.
>>100644I actually had him last at the potion shop
>>100645Reeeeeeeeeeeeeee...Fine then. Back to the GBH, I suppose.
>>100646But I have to sleep now...
>>100647Reeeeeeeeeeeee, damn you, limbo!Anyways, sleep well, then. Hopefully Silver will actually be able to move tomorrow.
>>100649Yes
I started a new jobFinally
>>100650Damn, I knew it.
Good to hear. Something I really need to get on, myself.
>>100649Plot twist: An Iron doll is now in possession of Silver
>>100653Because I was always here. Inside of u
>>100655I'm feeling a cognitive dissonance here.
>>100656Either that or memes. You don't know, and I won't tell.
>>100657As long as nothing supernaturally ghey happens. You don't have to.>>100650Good job on getting the new job, by the way.
Let me see if I can summon the motivation to do something
since my laptop won’t play Civilization games past a certain year>>100651>>100658D’aww, thanks
>>100659Oof. That's rough.Whenever you're ready
>>100456Sea Breeze pauses for a moment at Dark Star’s question
“Well... the use of commandeered hotel rooms is intended for those agents brought in or recruited from abroad, who have no where to stay that is safe locally. Aren’t you from Baltimare?”
>>100523Through the windows on the left side of the corridor the landscape changes progressively as the train nears the city. Fields continue to dominate, but now villages of red roofed houses pass by with their small church steeples, and do too do mills and grain elevators that appear increasingly industrial. To the left of the tracks are another set of tracks facing the opposite direction, and at one point, the train passes a stream train carrying box cars, cars of grain, and cars that seem to be full of coal or minerals.
Nearing closer to the city, housing becomes denser, then come factories with great brick smoke stacks. At last the train comes to the side of a large river, where, further down, can be seen what must be a large power station, a building of tall brown walls and far taller stone stacks that send great amounts of white steam and smoke into the air. Further down the river still can be seen another river into which the present river combines. The train glides over the river through a black painted iron tied-arch bridge, and a similar bridge can be seen crossing the river further down. The city it enters has a number of square shaped high rise buildings piercing the sky, covered in glass, brick, and grey stone facades. Below these are lower stacked brick and grey faced tenement buildings, usually of four or so floors. The streets are crowded with carriages, and telephone lines stitch chaotically between buildings. Through more then one gap can be seen the railway of elevated subways.
As the train progresses further, it passes a change in scenery: through the trees of a park is a large stone castle - an old palace with walls and high towers - that, along with a gothic styled cathedral surrounded by apartments and office buildings, is among the last reminders that Bales, too, is an ancient city, almost as old as Equestria itself. Once the seat of a great, Northern Equestrian duchy, Bales adapted well to the Industrial Age, sitting at the convergence of two important rivers and now an important junction of railroads. Like Baltimare, where the only significantly historical buildings are colonial-aged buildings by the waterside, Bales is dominated by modern architecture, whatever you may think of it. Bales even more industrialized, and evidently wealthier than Baltimare, though it appears to be less wealthy than the old court city of Canterlot, where the city center is remains dominated by the quaint and well preserved townhomes, chateaus, and shops of the past.
Canterlot still has its history. Baltimare never had it. Bales must have lost its history in a major disaster, save a few important thick-stoned structures.
>>100625As iron passes the cold corpse of Peer Review, Pear has a comment
“All for a little money...”
Cauldron has a comment of her own
“They didn’t take the idol from him... he must have been shot, ran away, then succumbed to his wound...”
>>100657Silver is... ready, I guess?
>>100661Iron hums as he hears Cauldron's comment, while somewhat disregarding Pear's.
(She is probably right. They would have taken the idol if he did not run before. Maybe if he did not run, he would have survived?)
>>100662Peer Review’s body was at what seemed to be a peak of the cavern. The trail continues forward, downward
>>100663(Why does this terrain keep changing?)
Iron starts the trek downwards.
(I wonder how ruthless
are these ponies)
>>100664Judging by the sound of water, there must be another stream somewhere over here, perhaps even the same one through an underground path. Now Iron comes upon the first major equine structures: the left side of the area at the nadir of the path has flat stone walls with occasional “columns” sticking out
>>100666>>100666He decides to close in the stone walls with columns sticking out for the time being. If he crosses the stream along the way, he would gladly explore it.
>>100667The stream seams to come along the right side. Here, there seams to be a sort of ‘wall’ alongside the stream There is a bronze cup near the water
>>100668He walks closer to the bronze cup to inspect it.
>>100669It’s a fairly straightforward bowl shape
>>100670Iron shrugs it off.
(It seems inconspicuous. I should check the water in case there is something worth of note.)
>>100671Pear gives a commentary on the simple bronze bowl
“Not every pony who came here was wealthy”
As she says this, Iron should lay his eyes on a much more elaborate golden chalice, studded with jewels, that lay at the bottom of the stream
“But even the wealthy prostrated before the powers of Life and Death, uttering prayers into ceremonial bowls of water that contained stream water, before carefully pouring the water back into the subterranean stream. In this way they hoped their prayers and careful words would be sent through the water to their ancestors.”
>>100672Iron decides to test his luck and takes a sip of the stream in order to see if it has any ill effects to his person.
(Hopefully my body should be able to handle it.)
>>100673The water tastes mostly like, well, water, and is fairly clear. There is, however, a slight mineral taste to it
“What are you doing” asks Cauldron
>>100674Iron turns to Cauldron.
"I am simply testing the water for any ill side effects. We can keep moving."
He glances downwards at the golden chalice.
(I sure hope they do not mind taking me some of these presents as tribute over clearing their temple. I should probably either bury the corpses too. Maybe.)
With that, he relents on the temptation of taking gold and keeps walking further in the now stone walled cavern.
>>100675Cauldron’s mouth hangs open slightly in an expression of minor horror at Iron’s means of testing for the presence of parasites, salmonella, or flesh eating bacteria
Okay, that is all I can do for now. I will add more description of the sights to come when I can
>>100676Sure. I'll be waiting.
Everypony except Iron, check
>>100661
>>100678But there's no digits to check.
>>100678You ready, my guy?
>>100680Ready. Iron’s move I think
>>100681Alright. Time to head deeper.Iron decides to simply further in the cage. He's rather surprised there are no guards inside the temple at checkpoints.
(Maybe they have found the treasure? Maybe they are using every last pony to bring this temple to the ground and dig out the treasure?)
>>100682Iron can only proceed so far. There, to his left, and to his right, are two more dead ponies near rocks. There are also paneled walls with images carved into them in part, and painted in part, almost like a hybrid of Egyptian hieroglyphs and greek frescos
>>100683To his left and to his center. There are also two stone pedestals, although with nothing on them
>>100683Iron looks in awe at the walls of the buildings, eyes metaphorically sparkling
(How come all of this exists and I have never seen it before?)
Shaking his head, Iron decides to inspect the body on the left.
>>100684As he walks over the left corpse, he takes note of the pedestals, kind of figuring out what they might accept.
(Maybe the idols go there?)
>>100685The pedestals are of marble, a grayish color, and are straight forward cylinders
as opposed to Greek ionic or Doric columns. It’s like you could place a vase or something fancy on them.
The body on the left has a black mane and brown coat. He has more than a few rocks around him. Blood comes out of a crack in his skull
>>100686Iron nods.
(Seems they tried to either pick the rocks away or an unfortunate cave-in happened.)
He turns to the pedestals, seeing how the vases fit so much better.
(I guess it is technically not stolen if they can still be in the building.)
Walking over to fetch the gold vase, he looks to Cauldron.
"I think the pedestals needs to be filled by the vases. Fetch the bronze one and place it in one of them."
>>100687There are no vases. Nothing sits on the pedestals
>>100688Not on the pedestals. The
stream.
>>100689Cauldron picks up the bronze bowl, and places one on a pedestal
>>100690Iron, for his part, attempts to grab the gold vase inside the stream.
>>100693Iron is able to swim to the bottom and retrieve the chalice
>>100694After taking the quite delectable chalice that could sell for a lot and makes Iron fidget slightly, he walks over to the other empty pedestal and places the golden chalice on it.
>>100695As he places it down, it makes a clinking sound that is rather high pitches, and reverberates for an extended period of time. Pear takes the bronze chalice after Cauldron sets it down, dips it in the water, and places it back
>>100696Iron, noticing how the clinking doesn't sound like a chalice being hit, looks around to see what just happened.
(What has changed?)
Seeing how Pear filled the bronze chalice with water, he thinks Pear knows what he intuitively thought.
(Chalice go in pedestal, but is the water needed?)
He peers inside the golden chalice to see if it has water in it.
>>100697There is no water in Iron’s chalice
>>100698Iron picks up the chalice, goes to the stream, fills it up with some tricky movements and goes back with the now filled chalice.
>>100699And thus, Iron has a chalice filled with water sitting on a pedestal
>>100700Iron is slightly confused.
(No noise now? Hm. Maybe the problem is that we need two golden chalices?)
He dumps the water into a corner then places the golden chalice back on.
>>100702Iron, knowing that the golden chalice alone makes the noise, walks over to the mares working on the bronze chalice to see how they're doing.
"Is it not doing the clanking noise for you two?"
>>100703Cauldron blinks
“That’s kinda what heavy metals like gold do when you knock them against stone. They ‘clink.’ And water muffles the clinking sound. Anyways, why are you decorating with these and not taking them.”
>>100704Iron feels dumb now that she's saying it.
"Oh."
He loods towards the ground, a bit embarrassed for overthinking the path forward.
"I was thinking to explore around first and then we take the treasure as we exit the temple or else we would risk being caught overburdened and slow."
I suppose I'll be ready to continue another two more posts in a bit. Got something I need to do, first.
>>100705“Well... we’re at a sort of dead end here.”
To the center, and a little to the left, are panels of the high and low relief paintings, showing multiple scenes. One panel is missing, and rocks in its place, as well as a hole near the top. A corpse sits next to these rocks
>>100707Iron shakes his head.
"This cannot be it. We have not found the leader yet, and the corpses seem recent enough to guess they are still here. There must be a way further."
He decides to check on the corpse next to the rocks to find a clue.
>>100708He is facing outwards, sitting up against the rocks, and look looks terrified. He is bleeding from multiple gunshot wounds and a smaller blow to the head
>>100709Iron is sensing that the bandits killed the ponies in frustration, which would explain how some died from falling after running away in fear.
"Is this really it?" he wonders aloud. "Why would they want the idols if that's the case?"
He takes out the dog idol in his possession.
(What if...)
He takes off the chalice from the pedestal, carefully setting it on the floor, then places the dog idol in its stead.
>>100710Oh it definitely fits on top of pedestal
Cauldron takes a piece of sugar cane out of her pack and starts chewing on it and looks at the frescos, while Pear sort of sulks off out of the line of the light
>>100711Iron huffs in slight frustration.
(No reaction, it seems.)
He decides that if brains is not going to help him, brawn should.
He stands inbetween the two pillars, making sure dog idol is off the pedestal before doing so, and lightly taps on the wall to see if it's hollow.
>>100712The wall on the left side, which is nearest the two pedestals, does not ring
>>100713Iron, to make sure he does not quit without exploring every option, taps on the right wall to make sure he didn't miss anything.
>>100714The right side is the side with the stream, which, at about a meter and a half in width, is wide enough to prevent bucking on that side
>>100715Even after swimming through it?
>>100716bucking the wall while in the water?
[1d20+5 = 23]>>100717Oh. I still have one more option tho.Iron, deciding to be a bit reckless, makes sure to be close to the wall, then enters the stream to look for any opening underwater to progress.
Rolling swim.
>>100718The Underwater stream does indeed extend further, in both directions
>>100719Iron swims to the direction the impassable wall and the taunting pillars would be in order to see if there's anything on the other side.
>>100720This side is indeed open, if very dark
>>100721Iron, finally seeing some hope to actually get somewhere, decides to risk it, following whatever ceiling he can bump with his head and swims along there until a new opening is reached.
>>100722And thus, he does so
>>100723Iron, in his somewhat blind state, decides to reach for any sort of shore to get out of the stream and into the supposed new room.
Magic light is still on his head, right?
Well, that’s more than a little disappointingThis is the other reason why I don’t make narrative stories>>100724Indeed he does. The shore is less well defined that the artificially squared sides of the previous chanmber. This area is rocky
>>100725Well... you could say that the water makes it malfunction if you wanted to.Iron is not too thrilled over the lack of treasure behind the wall.
(I guess there is more to walk in here, at least.)
He looks for any other ways to advance, wondering if Cauldron and Pear would actually follow him into the river.
>>100661Dark Star Looks Down
"I Do, Er I Did,But... The Socialists seized my house Before the War. The "Good" Mayor Kicked me out himself and to make matters worse. He Gave it to a bunch of Ziggers"
>>100727“Your house has been occupied by Zebras? Where have you been living since?”
>>100732I'm going to call the police, you scoundrel!
>>100733They'll never catch me, sucker!
[1d20 = 16]>>100734Oh yeah. We'll see about that.Rolling luck die for police appearance.
[1d20 = 19]>>100735Peck!Rolling Hide to hide from the coppers.
[1d20 = 4]>>100736Ah shit. It's like he's not even here!Cops will try to find you! You won't
>>100738DARN IT! HE GOT AWAY!Wh- They've taken my spoilers as punishment for a hoax? You're infringing on m-
They're gone...
[1d20+5 = 12]>>100740Oh yeah, I'll throw a rock at your face then!
[1d20 = 14]>>100741No! You can't stop me from my Peck!Rolling to dodge
[1d20+5 = 10]>>100742You won't get away this time, you rapscallion! You can't dodge forever!
Another rock coming up!
>>100744Haha! My rock has connected! Take that, you... bad pony!
>>100746You have now been punished for your misdemeanor! What do you have to say for yourself?
>>100747I only have one thing to say.Peck!
[1d20+10 = 26]>>100748That's it! You're going down! Imma tackle you and make you submit!
[1d20 = 2]>>100749REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
[1d20 = 8]>>100750Whatcha gonna do now, huh wise guy? Relent your use of bad language and I'm going to be on top of you all day long.
>>100751I'm gonna say the P-word!
[1d20 = 20]>>100752NO! Imma place a hoof on your mouth now!
>>100753[muffled horse noises]
>>100754Now, I'm going to count to three and release your mouth. If you dare say the P-word again, I'll stuff your mouth with a dirty sock, ok?
>>100755[incredulous muffled horse noises]
>>100756Ok.
One
Two
Three.
There, now what do you say when you've been disrespectful?
>>100758Correct, good sir. It seems you have learned a valuable lesson today. I'll get off of you now.
>>100759Well, in an unrelated note, I've been digging through my old ideas for characters, and I've found a few rough ideas for ones that seem interesting enough. Found one I named Fair Wind, a pegasus with a lucky streak and a carefree attitude.
>>100760>Fair Wind>Lucky streakThe irony is quite funny to me.
I'm not sure if you can take luck skills unless GM decides to go with a certain book.
As for my character ideas, I had one called Beaar Hugger. Basically a monk grappler mare that would use her close distance to the enemy to give incapacitating hugs, whether the enemy likes them or not.
>>100761Eh, these were made a few years ago, and certainly not made with DnD in mind. I was much different even just back then. I like Beaar Hugger, though. I get the feeling she would be a very friendly pony to get to know, even if you're her enemy.
Found another one: Midday Eclipse, a hopelessly romantic, half-vampiric unicorn stallion. I'm not even sure how that would work using the game's mechanics, but the character itself offers a fair foundation to build off of, I think.
>>100760>a lucky streakNot accepting that as a character feature. You’re going to have to take it up with the dice gods
First post from new Internet
>>100763Neat.Wasn't even really planning to play her, either way. Just sharing stuff I found.
>>100762Thanks man.
Midday Eclipse sounds like that one character that flirts with everybody with bouqets of flowers, which is both funny and charming. Bear Hugger would love that sort of pony, although she may be oblivious to his advances and consider him a friend.
I also had Charming Whisper. A runaway noblemare who decided to become an escort. Rouge focused on charisma mostly.
>>100764Ey, that's bretty nice my dude.
>>100765A member of the nobility, turned to prostitution? How scandalous.
Got one, final character here: Dream Chaser, a childish rose-colored unicorn mare with big dreams of helping ponies in need all across the world. Might be a Cleric if I was ever going to play as her.
>>100763Anyways, I'm here, whenever you're ready.
>>100766Yeah, she fled a forced marriage with a declining noble. She's surpisingly still a virgin though.
The cleric poner sounds alot like urban Ash, actually.
Since she cares more about ponies than nature and all.Last one was a telepathic psion unicorn mare who wanted nothing more than to rise to power like her father did once before. She's all about mind damage, but it's not really fleshed out seeing how I don't even have a name for her yet.
>>100767She's an escort who only offers hugs, kisses, and platonic cuddles, obviously. I like all your ideas. Not sure which I like best between Bear Hugger and Charming Whisper. Leaning a bit towards Bear Hugger.
Hmmmmmmmmmmm...
>>100768Charming Whisper is the one that had the most work put into it. Bear Hugger is just that one boss encounter I shared some time before, albeit with a different backstory.
I now feel that Bear Hugger and Silver would definitely kick it off.>>100763Also good job on getting new interwebz
>>100769The real question is who would be able to outhug who.
>>100769>Two super strong huggers>they waste their hugs on each other
>>100771I'm sure Silver would love to give Skies all of his hugs.
If Star would just let him.
>>100728Sorry Didnt see that you responded last night"... Well,right after it happend. i was forced to live on the streets, but lately i've been staying in a room, above a bar on the east side of town,its a little cramped and noisy as tartarus."
>>100772>>100771Good thing Bear Hugger is a mare, then.Your hugs will come when Iron dies.
>>100772Hugs are For Couples you degenerate
>>100775So says the serial booper.>>100774Yey, hugs!
>>100775THEN HUG THE PONIFU
>>100773“I see... perhaps one can be provided if you stay on longer”
>>100777He salutes Sea Breeze and skies
"Thank you,Sir! It means alot. with that i'll head over to colton hill."
>>100775>>100776>>100777Oh Wait they have a secret relationship right, i almost forgot
>>100778He nods
“Go with Harmony
>>100776>>100777Yesh. Hugs shall come.Heck, we can leave Iron in Cauldron's house and get out Bear Hugger in order to hug everypony in sight. She'll probably hug Skies if she ever finds her.
>>100779With that he walks out the door
>>100781And he does so, evidently intending to go alone
>>100782I was yes, He didn't imply i needed help.
>>100782Anyways, no time like the present!As Silver hooks himself up to his cart outside, he takes a good look at his current equipment and the tasks ahead, realizing that maybe, just maybe, he's a bit under-prepared for the mission.
I wish Skies would have given me straight answer when I asked her about machine gun...He stands there for a few seconds while he considers his options, eventually deciding to go back to his room, grab the Bits Gun, and bring it to Blue and ask her once again about getting it fixed up.
>>100783Dark Star can do it without Skies, it will just change how I do this a little.
Dark Star leaves without hugging Blue
>>100784And thus Silver exists within material space again, having finally escaped limbo
>>100785in front of sea breeze? that seems a little unprofessional, and he wouldn't be sure if she would want him to.
Does she leave the room when he does?
>>100786Not when he does, no. But she does come out shortly thereafter
>>100785Three cheers for Silver! Hip hip, HOORAY! Hip hip, HOORAY! Hip hip, HOORAY!
>>100788Woo! You go gray horse!
>>100787He's Standing there when she walks out
"Hey. Do you know colton hill at all?"
>>100790“You don’t? Not really. I’ve been around there about once.”
>>100788A happy moment for a sad old horse
>>100791Now all he needs in his life is a machine gun, then he will finally be a happy horse.
>>100792I mean... Spacio-temporality is a good start, but he’s still missing a few things
>>100791"I usually stay away from that part of town. to many Ziggers."
"Would you like to come with me? 4 eyes are better than 2."
He Smiles at her
>>100794She smiles back
“You’re still a rookie, so it’s best you go with a partner”
>>100793Probably, but a machine gun will help. Maybe.
>>100796It'll make him feel whole again.
Or at least keep his wholeness away from zombos
>>100796So what shall Silver do with his newfound extension into three dimensions and presence in the ever flowing stream of time?
>>100799It was written: Go to room, grab bits gun and bring it to Blue. Sadly, I don't think Silver is going to find her, maybe.
>>100795Dark Star looks around for anypony who might be their superior
then he hugs blue
"Your the best partner anypony could ask for."
>>100802*poner is hugged*
*coo*
And thus, Blue is saved from dying from a lack of love
>>100801Silver may begin to start losing his spacio-temporality
>>100803M8, he told you Silver's actions. It's right there on
>>100784 at the end.
Unless you don't want that to happen, which in that case I apologize.
>>100805...Why? He's not wrong.
>>100803"So Should we get a taxi?"
>>100807“We could. Do you have a plan?”
>>100808"If I'm Being honest? Not Really. But I Have A silver Tongue, i'll find out who did it."
He Grins
>>100810She nods, smiling at that
“How do you intend to find them and seperate them?”
>>100812
Okay...so...he makes his way back towards the tavern?
>>100813No, he can do the thing, I just didn’t see the words “decides to” in you post when I read it 2 hours ago and Argentina’s “m8” at the beginning of his ost sounded rude and really pissed me off
>>100814Okay then. I suppose all that's left is to wait for travel time.
>>100815Well, plenty of time has passed already, so he should be there
>>100816Oh, neat.As Silver steps up to the GBH, he gets the feeling he's going to become intimately familiar with this place before his business on this plane is over with.
I hope Skies is actually here, and is easy to find.
>>100771*hugs Blue pony*
She IS a cute
>>100811"Well, i think i'll tell him something is outside."
He Hugs her again
>>100818*poner is hugged by third party*
>>100819*poner is also hugged by Dark Star*
“If you need help luring them outside...”
>>100817She is not in the lobby though
>>100820Thankfully, there's likely a pony right at the receptionist desk he can ask for Blue's whereabouts. At least, I'm assuming, and if I'm assuming correctly, then it would be in Silver's best interest to ask them: "Hey, do you know where Blue Skies is at moment?"
>>100820"Maybe we could lure him into an alley?"
Dark Star Raises an Eyebrow and puts a hoof to his chin in thought
>>100821“Blue Skies...?”
She looks young and new
>>100822“Hmmm... that might work”
>>100823New blood? Silver nods, only slightly worried that she doesn't have any clue who Skies is. "Yes. Pegasus mare, pale blue coat, blue mane, has weird accent. She is agent here, deals with subversive activities, counter-espionage, that sort of thing."
>>100824Skies has a weird accent? When?
>>100824Her eyes go wide, big magenta gems between slightly fuzzy ears the color of crushed ice.
“I don’t have much to do with espionage.”
A more familiar voice answers, after pulling away a cigarette
“She went back to Sea Breeze’s office
>>100825She's Nimbusian. 'Course she has a weird accent, at least to Equestrians and New Marelanders.>>100826Silver turns to the source of the voice.
Dusty Outback?
>>100827I guess that makes sense.
>>100823"Lets get going."
And somehow, a bewb gets grabbed, by an unexpected bat-hoof
>>100830But Brie, you can't grab bewd while hugging. It's like super far back unless you 'hugged' her from behind
>>100827Yes. Yes it is
>>100825Since always. It’s an accent that is sort of like a Spanish accent, and otherwise impossible to describe
>>100829And they’ve go out into the lobby. Silver is there, for some reason
>>100830Oh dear
Also, see
>>100661
>>100832Silver is very glad to see this familiar face. Even more so to see Skies pop out of the aforementioned office as if on cue. He waves at Skies to get her attention. "Thank you, Dusty. And thank you, Miss...?"
>>100833"Hello again, Star. Did you get your room, here?"
>>100834"I talked to sea breeze about it, he didn't say no. but i'm not sure if it was a yes,."
>>100834>>100834Dusty has his characteristic almost indifferent frown as he taps his cigarette over what is hopefully functioning as an ashtray, while the new pony, a small earth pony, answers
“Ink Ribbon”
“Silver?” Answers Skies
>>100832I was expecting an Aussie-like accent.
>>100837Same, with a name like dusty outback
>>100836Looks like Skies already got Silver's half of the introductions taken care of. "It is pleasure to meet you, Ink Ribbon."
With that, he turns to Skies. "Remember what I asked you about that SMG? Do you have more definite answer for me now?"
>>100835"Well, I suppose you will have to ask later, when you have more completed jobs under your belt perhaps."
Iron's talking about Blue's accent.
>>100839Hmmmmmm Greek Ftw>>100839He Smiles
"Yea i guess so"
>>100837If she were from New Mareland, then yes, but she is not. Just imagine an Iberian Spanish accent and you’d be about as close you can get.
>>100838Dusty Outback is a different character
>>100839She extends s hoof for a hoof shake... awkwardly withdrawing it if there is none back
“Same...”
Skies blinks
“What?”
>>100841Wasn't expecting Spanish-like accents.
>>100841What kind of pony do you think Silver is? He would never leave a pony hanging like that, especially when that pony is as respectful a young mare as Ink. "My name is Silver. Silver Sword."
He turns back to Skies. "While we were having breakfast, I asked if you knew of way I could get SMG cleaned and fixed. You just said 'perhaps' and did not elaborate any further."
>>100841>>100842i was expecting a greek one
>>100843She shakes his hoof, but has a very weak grip and is probably dominated by Silver
Skies: “I’m... not sure. I only have so much experience with those”
Dusty: “You say and SMG?”
>>100844>>100842Well, it’s not Spanish, it’s Greek. But I don’t know what the hell a Greek accent sounds like because I’ve never heard a Greek speaker in real life or in media, and I can barely even find videos on YouTube when I specifically look for Greek, whereas the 50 permutations of spanusg speakers are so insanely common that at work today I had multiple moment where my lack of fluency in the Spanish language and Anglo accent made things awkward. YouTube can’t tell me what a Greek accent sounds like, but it can tell me that it sounds similar to almost Mediterranean accents, especially Iberian Spanish.
Personally I don’t really imagine Skies with an accent, and I cannot really even imagine what a Greek accent would sound like, but I know that logically, she would retain a Greek-sounding accent, whatever that is
>>100846Ahok. Makes sense.
>>100846Silver is a bit worried this might go awry, with so many third parties near. "Yes?"
From what I've personally heard, it's a bit of a weird mix between a Mediterranean accent and a Slavic accent.
>>100848It does seem kind of Slavic at moments>>100848“What is this about an SMG?”
>>100846>>100848Dark Star watches the them talk, but it appears if he's lost in thought
[1d20+3 = 19]First legit dice roll in a while, now much do you want to bet this is a nat 1?>>100849It makes sense, considering the surrounding cultures, languages, and accents.Sense Motive: Silver considers the potential risk of telling Dusty that he has a Bits Gun.
>>100851Nice roll my dude.
>>100852I'm honestly, pleasantly surprised.
Just imagine her with whatever accent you like. If accent matters, I assure you I will note it.
>>100851He wants to know why the hell Silver is talking about a prohibited weapon, but also kind of wants to talk about SMGs
But dusty outback definitely should have a New Mareland accent, even if, in my head, he sounds and generally acts like Mike Ehrmantraut from Breaking Bad
>>100854Well, there's no way Silver could bluff his way out of this, so he'll just have to roll with it and hope the consequences aren't too severe.
"Yes, I found SMG down at catacombs. It definitely would need cleaning and maybe little bit of fixing before it could even begin to be used, but it would be very useful tool to use against those ghasts."
>>100855“Ghasts? The ones that killed Private Green Basin?”
>>100856"Submachine gun, yes."
>>100857Silver nods. "Very same ones."
>>100858“You know that Submachine guns are severely restricted weapons, don’t you? They are not for personal use.”
>>100859"...I have since learned that, yes."
>>100858"Oh,Sorry. i was just thinking of a plan for a mission."
>>100860“So why are you talking to miss Skies about a submachine gun?”
>>100862Silver shrugs. "I was curious, I suppose. It would have made my job significantly easier."
>>100863He nods
“I’m sure many ponies feel that way. Especially rebels and gangsters”
>>100864"I imagine. I can safely say I am not part of either group, at least."
>>100865>>100864I am a gangster. Mememe!
RIP Silver's aspirations to have an SMG.
>>100867Please, you can say he'll use it to eliminate the ghasts that his friend died from. He'll definitely like that.
>>100868I mean, that's already kinda implied. But that's assuming subtly exists in this universe.
>>100870Ah! Don't scare me like that, you big meanie.
>>100870*Startled Pony Noises*
>>100865“Uh Huh. Civilians are not allowed to have submachine guns. Not for shooting coyotes, not for home defense, not for sport, and not for... actually I don’t understand what you are doing”
>>100877"Doing work for her." Silver points at Blue. "Getting rare and in some cases irreplaceable tomes and books from ghast-infested catacombs, and putting to rest any undead that get in way of my mission. Not very easy task when one hit from them can be enough to completely paralyze you."
>>100878He looks over to Blue Skies for verification
“I contracted him to collect a number of books that may be of interest to Section 13 and other researchers in Sunset. Yes, there are a large number of very dangerous... entities in there.”
Skies comes closer to Dusty. Closer, and she whispers something into his ears. He nods a little, his eyes widen, and he nods more affirmatively. When she pulls away, he relents
“Very well...”
>>100879Thank you for doing me that favor.Silver raises an eyebrow, wondering what he means by this. "Hmm?"
>>100880“Your work may not have a civilian character after all”
>>100881He actually has to chuckle a little at that. "It usually does not, no."
>>100882This comment prompts Dusty to look over to Skies for interpretation. She shrugs
>>100883Silver, himself, offers that much-needed explanation he needs. "Work of this nature is not very new to me. This type of enemy is new, but delving into dangerous places nopony else would go, fetching items for clients, and dealing with deadly opponents are among things I have been doing for past 50 years."
>>100882>>100884I think your announcing your mercenary status is a bad idea since he may not like mercs.
>>100885I dunno. Dusty's presence is making things needless complicated, and I don't know how to deal. I can't deal, man!>>100886Silver, left with really nothing to reply to that, just stands there, looking a bit awkward with so many ponies around.
>>100887Relieved of any necessity to search Silver for illegal weapons he implied, but did not state that he possessed, Dusty backs off, and the same is true of Skies... not that she would have bothered with a search for unconfirmed weapons
>>100888"Right. Well, I suppose I will just...go do thing." Regardless of whether anypony heard him, Silver turns to leave the building and hitch himself back up to his cart.
>>100889And thus, it is Silver's turn to fuck up his chances for an SMG by failing to communicate clearly
>>100889>>100890Sad day for all of us.
>>100890And that's what happens what you get struck by the retard while trying to do something important....Fuck, I piss myself off. Gonna try to cool off.
>>100889>>100892Actually, Silver told Dusty "I found an SMG in the catacombs," so presumably he'd let Silver go restore the gun to operation and use it
>>100893Uh, can I get, uh, some
posty posts for primitive horse or
a big teated native mare or
a character do over, with Iron transforming into Bear Hugger and have lesbo relations with Cauldron and Skies?
>>100894Why you speak like Jeff Goldblum?
I’ll think about it
>>100895I'm bored, mostly.
I have no idea who that guy is and I can't fathom him saying this sentence ever.I shall hug everyone standing!
Or accomplish Iron's dream, maybe. I have no idea.
So who was that guy that pretended to have poked Skies' teats? Was that Brie or that bard guy?
Has there ever been as bad a NFS game as Payback?No. No there hasn't.>>100896I think it was Brie.
>>100897Strange. Why would be RP being right next to Star and Skies?
Who will be available when?
>>100900I'm here, though I might be on-and-off. Got company over.
>>100900I should be available in less than an hour
Are Spark and Onyx just ded?
>>100903Technically, not yet
>>100903F
They were good ponies
>>100903F.
Life took them over for an extended massage ection.
>>100905>>100906I suppose it would be wrong of me to not leave an F if everyone is doing it.
F
>>100908Actually, I thought of a way to not have them get arrested and potentially gunned down
not ONE word about it would have been me pawning the guns off on them that might have gotten them killed! XP
>>100909Rouges: Not even once.
Unless you massage their stealing towards your goals
Alright, I should be ready to start soon. The last post for Brie, Onyx, and Spark was
>>100661. Dark Star and Silver were at the hotel, perhaps walking out
>>100911>bla bla bla, I can't hang>(you)
>>100912Do you need some time to think Iron's new encounters/debating on whether you should make the light malfunction or not?
>>100914>>100726It was never stated that there was no treasure in this room, any more than it was stated that the were immovable, that there was nothing interesting on the walls, or that the painted wall panels
in front of Iron was solids or otherwise less interesting than the solid white limestone walls to Iron’s left and right
>>100912Before leaving the train, Brie pops back into Onyx and Sparks' room. "I have an idea!" he exclaims, seizing the 3 rifles (there were 2 carbines and a shotgun, one of the Lings had one of the carbines) and bundles them in his jacket.
He then uses his cloak's disguise ability to make the bundle of firearms look like a guitar case (desperado anyone? anyone?).
>>100916>>100916Can they do that?
>>100915I think I get it now.Iron, for his part, looks back towards the wall he thinks has bypassed by using the stream in order to find any sort of switch or way to open.
(I would rather not break anything, as it could anger the gods.)
>>100918I don't know that they can't, the spell places a glamer on you and your possessions, and it works better when the possessions approximate the size and shape of the illusion.
TBH, I'm gonna try and pawn the guns off anyway since the Lings aren't proficient and Brie can't even use them since
>not unicorn, but it would be a shame for them to go to waste. The city seems urban enough that there's probably a seedy griffon shop that will take them
>>100912Eeyup, unless you were serious about
>>100893
>>100921I mean, Silver never asked anyone “hey, can you help me restore this gun to working order?” So they have to assume he was going to do it by himself
>>100920Okay, so Brie can make the set of guns covered in a coat
look like a guitar case to an outsider. What he cannot do is make it have the physical presence of a guitar case. That means he can’t just carry it by a handle unless he has done way to rig it like that
>>100922I mean, he was going to, but then everything happened.
So, I suppose this is where I ask: who would he ask, and would they accept?
>>100922No, but he can lay it across his back?
>>100924Of he can secure it. Otherwise, it will just fall off when he moves
>>100924You could probably use the carry strap from one of the guns.
>>100925Fuck it, nevermind
>>100923>>100927Don't worry, Silver. The guy will definitely want to make the zombies that killed his friends stop moving.
He'll gladly let you repair and clean your SMG using Skies and stuff.
Believe in yourself and don't overthink your sentence and you should be fine.
...It can't be this hard to solve your issues, are they?
Brie could use the bedsheets and his knives to carve up some rags to tie the things in his back while Silver stops overthinking the issue and ask to repair and clean the gun so that he can avenge the suspicious stallion's friend.
Come on gaiz! Believe in yourselves!
>>100934Oops. Guess that's what happens when you boop at random.
How's it going? I'm 'bout to have sum lunch
>>100935Gonna have something good?
>>100936Ricotta, squash and vegetable flavored ravioli with some good sauce. I'd say is bretty gud
>>100937Nice. I'm just having some bratwurst and mac n' cheese, myself.
>>100938>bratwurstinsert ghey joek hereIt sounds appetizing, although I never tasted it in my life. Not even the Mac n' Cheese, tbh.
>>100939It's a fairly 'Murican food combination, I think. It's pretty good.
>>100940Can't say I'll try it soon but it's good to know it exists.
So, is Silver going back to ask to fix the gun?
>>100941I suppose? It would be nice to know if they will or if
they'll just take the gun away from him first.
>>100942If only he could test the waters with strategic questioning
>>100943So the answer is yes, they'd take the Bits Gun away.
>>100945I don't know what to tell you. I am a socially inept retard, if the umpteen million times Silver's screwed up weren't already enough indication. Some days, I am significantly more socially inept and/or retarded than normal.
>>100945Fuck it, might as well try. I'll either surprise myself or I'll have to give up all hope of clearing out the catacombs.
Would I be correct in assuming that Skies would be exiting the hotel immediately after Silver, since she and Star were going on a mission already?
>>100947She should be leaving shortly
If Star’s player ever gets back
>>100945Hoofs up for gun rights! All the ponies need all the weapons!
>>100948Well, when she does, she'll likely find Silver outside, hitched to his cart and pondering on what the hell he's going to do now. He will most definately want to speak with her. Again.
>>100950She pets the old pony
>>100951Is she actually there?
>>100953Neat.Silver leans into the petting, his ears angling to the sides of his heads. He sighs half from the pleasant sensation of the touching, half from being misunderstood almost every time he speaks. He speaks to her again, keeping his voice low so he can't be heard by any eavesdroppers. "Skies, do you know how I can legally get SMG cleaned, fixed, and get ammo for it? Or way you can make it legal for me?"
>>100954Poor Silver
"Let me get a permit..."
>>100955For all of the advantages being Severyanan has given him, language skills are certainly not one of them. Still, he smiles his soft, friendly smile at Skies to show that he's thankful for her help. "That would very much help. Thank you."
>>100956D’aww“If you’ll follow me...”
Skies starts back in, to the back through lobby, through the center door, down the hall shortly to her left, and into her office
>>100957Silver does indeed follow her, after detaching himself from his cart with a practiced ease.
Been thinking of other ways Silver could ease the burden of trying to clear all of those ghasts: could he set up some sort of barricade to hinder the progress of any pursuing ghasts? Something they would need to climb and clamber over before they could get to him, giving Silver the perfect opportunity to lay into them?
>>100958She looks through an expandable folder of files on her desks, peers through it, then pulls out a sheet of paper, and begins writing down on it with a pen
Submachine guns were never legal in the great majority of Equestria for civilian ownership, or even for police forces for that matter. The only exceptions had been the Forbidden Jungles, the Dominion, and certain areas east of the Everfree where farmers, ranchers, loggers and plantation owners could carry Submachine guns to protect them from the almost surreal wildlife. This was discontinued, for fear that bandits in the forests, or left and righting radicals in the Dominion, could get ahold of them.
“And... here you go” She hoofs over a signed piece of paper. “A paper temporary license.”
>>100959Silver accepts the license, looking it over. "So, this will let me get work done on SMG, and get ammunition for it? Do I go to any gunsmith willing and able to accept it? Or do I get work done here?"
>>100959>>100960C9hgrats f9r ten09rear8oiy gett8hg a functional SMG.
>>100960“There are ponies here who know how to operate a submachine gun”
>>100962"That...isn't really what I asked." It is at this point that Silver brings out the dirty Bits Gun that was hidden in his bags to show to Skies, now that they're alone in her office. "Do you know specifically where I should go to get this in working order, and to get ammunition for it?"
>>100963“Just ask Dusty. He’s former NMAC”
>>100964Silver nods. "Thank you. There
is one more thing you could do for me to make this job significantly easier..."
>>100965She squints her eyes and tilts her head slightly at Silver
“What?”
>>100966Silver lets out a sigh, and swallows his pride for what he's about to ask. "This job has proven to be far more costly than I could have imagined. I did not exactly have fortune when I came to city, and this job has left me with no funds at all to buy more supplies to deal with ghasts who get in way of mission. To finish this additional task you have set for me...I need some extra funds. Not much, just small portion of payment we agreed upon early."
>>100968“I see...” she hesitates for a moment
“Since I already have most of what I need... I guess you can have some now...”
>>100969Silver looks like he
really didn't want to have to ask for this, but that he has no choice. "I can assure you it will be put to good use towards finishing this job."
>>100970“Follow me...”
She exits her office, and turns to the right, going further down the hall, until there is a door she opens and goes through. This hall has brighter colored walls, and returns to a section of the hotel holding rooms. She turns to one on her left, and goes through. Besides tables and cabinets, and the end of the room is a green safe she opens
“A thousand should cover it, yes?”
>>100971"More than enough, yes."
>>100972"And... Here's a stack of Gold and Silver certificates"
She hands him a large number of paper bills
>>100973"Thank you." Silver takes a look at the bills.
>>100974Seems to be Equestrian legal tender... with some alterations to the bills. Gold certificates of 20 bits each
>>100975Still strange to see paper bills instead of coins... Silver pockets the bills. "When this is over, I am going to treat you so much, you will be spoiled through-and-through."
>>100976She bats her eyes at him, and resides her left hoof so that her knee is below her chin
“D’aww”
The prevalence of paper money is totally not because the occupiers are trying to create new money to spend on costly occupations and war or anything
>>100977Silver lightly nuzzles Skies' cheek. "I suppose I better get on it, then. Sooner I get done, sooner I can spoil you. Perhaps someday soon I will have to be your own personal unicorn servant for duration of day?"
Nah man, they totally aren't doing any of that.
>>100978>>100977Woah gaiz. Easy on the nuzzling.
>>100978“D’aww, Silver... You're too sweet”
Then she comes closer to him, carefully placing her muzzle by his ear, and whispers
”That’s not going to make me pay you more money
>>100980Silver got caught hard, Triggered the bear trap
>>100980That gets a chuckle out of the stallion.
"In this case? Being with you is payment enough."
[1d20+7 = 27]>>100982D'aww"
Sense Motive
>>100982>>100983Can't lie now big horse!
>>100983>nat 20As much as Skies might see ulterior motives in everything other ponies do, this time it seems legit. Or, at the very least, the prospect of doing this to try to get more money out of her was the farthest thing from his mind.
Seriously, I had no intention of trying to get more money out of her this way.
>>100985What can you do? This particular pony's trust has been broken before.
>>100982>>100983>>100985All Silver's secrets and feelings are belong to Blue Skies and he must reveal them
Skies, for her part is a bit surprised
But she's also exposed and huggable/nuzzleable
>>100987Well, he has an...unusual...taste in cuisine. He thinks he
might be unwittingly responsible for Rosa Maledicta discovering her affinity for necromancy. He as-always is worried about the future, both of his family and of his people. And his current thoughts seem to be dominated by a combination of creative ways to eliminate many ghasts at once and how nice it will be to return to Blue a success.
Oh, and seeing a clear opening, he almost pounces on Skies, wrapping his forelegs around the back of her neck and giving a further nuzzle to her cheek and the side of her neck. "I will see you after I am done, yes?"
>>100988>that first partWat
Unsure if she needs to guard her neck, Skies says
“Certainly”
>>100989>All Silver's secrets and feeling are belong to Blue SkiesI think he took that to heart and just posted some of the now owned by Skies thoughts.
>>100989Because why not.
With this Silver relents in his hug assault. "Thank you for everything, Skies. I hope you have fun with Star, wherever you two were going."
>>100991“Yes, we need to get on our way.”
>>100992Silver steps to the door, holding it open for the
occasionally nice mare.
>>100993Skies walks out, goes left, in turns a left corner, down the hall again and through a door to the lobby, the same door as to reach the stairs
>>100993Don't forget edge horse.
>>100994"How do you not get lost in this labyrinth...?"
>>100995Where is edge hoers?
>>100996No idea, actually. Maybe real life has him busy again.
>>100996"It's not too difficult once you've been around it a few times..."
They lead back into the lobby, where Dusty Outback, and probably Dark Star, have not left
>>100996>>100997Edge Horse needs to show up more regularly
>>100999That goes for Spark and Onyx too, but we can't really keep track of eachother in the horsefucker forum.
Speaking of keeping track, what about Iron's dream sequence? I'm rather surprised it's still not done yet.
>>100999Agreed. Should we wait for him before we continue, or are we good?
>>101002No, you can continue.
New Thread
>>101000 →>>101001Do you
want to finish it?
>>101003What a strange question.
Why not? It's supposed to be an epic about exploring an ancient temple in an attempt to both get some riches and beat up some 'bad' guys.
Problem is, I thought you were still plotting where to go next after my responses went unseen about 2 or 3 times. I made Iron go back to the wall that Cauldron and Pear would be as the last action. You can pick the thread up from there.