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Six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where Chrysalis chose a different approach to her second attack on Equestria. The Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princess Twilight's notion of harmony with all creatures thank to their dealing 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.1613 posts and 68 image replies omitted. Click reply to view.
Ash and Iron seem to want to head out from the abbey. Dark Star was having a conversation with the rescued foals after doing community service. Silver is having a surprisingly friendly conversation with Blue Skies about politics. Spark is babysitting and Brie is supposed to be doing the same. Onyx is sleeping.
“Okay” says the little Pegasus, somehow happy
“Okay…” Kerr conceedes
Brie flaps his wings, and points with his hoof. "Fleider sie?"
The pegasus flaps his wings slightly
"Ja, Ich kann fliegen"
"Ja! Wir gehen!"
Hold on, what do they look like? Do they look passable as pegusi?
Kerr, is entirely undisguised and looks like a changeling drone, but smaller. Black, chitinous hide, blue carapace, fins, tube-like ears, fangs, entirely blue eyes…. so forth. Wesley looks like a pegasus, or more specifically, like Silver's grandcolt. Dark grey mane, light grey colt, bird-like wings, and so forth
"Woher?" asks Kerr
Brie looks to Kerr. "Kannst du wie ein Pony aussehen? Bitte tu es so." He then looks to Wesley, "Wir werden einige Freunde treffen, um uns zu helfen. Diese Ponys, die du erlebt hast, waren sehr schlecht, und wir werden dafür sorgen, dass sie es merken."Yeah deal
A green light envelops Kerr, almost like a cocooning green flame, which recedes after less than a second, to show a grey bat pony: grey coat with purple hue, back short mane that almost spikes, small fangs, and no cutie mark.
He says: "Ich bin dein dummer jüngerer Bruder"
Wesley looks up, almost cutely
"Okay. Wir sollten gehen"
And he blinks
Brie smiles. "Okay, folge mir und bleib dicht bei mir."
He opens the window and flaps up to the roof of the tavern, waiting for the other two.
Wesley is the first to come out. He moves his hooves through the window, flaps, then moves through, falling down somewhat, before finding his way up. He beats his wings bizarelly quickly, much faster than a normal pegasus would. Kerr comes out second, looking around the area through the window, then beats his wings at a furious pace, and bolts through. He goes rather far forward before eventually circling around and coming back near by. He looks all around himself outside on top of the roof, taking in his surroundings
"Bist du hungrig? Es wird eine lange Reise sein"
Alright, I got distracted again, but looking at the situation, I think it would be better for me not to handle this with only half a brain…
So you're going to bed, right?
"Wohin gehen wir?" Asks Wesley
If that's not terribly annoying, yeah.
"Wir werden Verbündete finden, damit Sie und Ihr Bruder und alle, mit denen Sie sich nie befassen müssen, mit denen, mit denen Sie sich befasst haben
Wir werden Hilfe bekommen"
>>90829Iron could try to say something>>90835
Wesley: "Das ist gut"
Kerr: "Unsere Mutter über Mütter wird diejenigen kontrollieren, die uns schaden würden"
"Ich könnte essen"
Wesley talks to Kerr, who is still taking in his surroundings
"In Tall Tales gab es Ponys, die unserer Mutter helfen würden. Er meint diese Verbündeten. Was sie 'Kollaborateure' nennen">>90837It would probably work better than calling him a pony trafficker and being disgusted at him
"Wie sie sollte Sie hat auch die Chance verdient."
To Wesley. "Wir werden jemanden finden. Oh warte, ich hätte es fast vergessen. Halten Sie diese Pose nur eine Sekunde lang."
Brie pulls a piece of parchment from his bags and scribbles a long note, which he wads up and tosses unceremoniously back into the room.
"In Ordnung, lasst euch etwas finden, worüber man fressen kann"
This encourages Kerr
"Okay, lass es uns tun"
Wesley moves up happily
"Ich kann einen Hund essen, wenn ein Pony zu hart ist"
>>90841>Ich kann einen Hund essen, wenn ein Pony zu hart ist
And Brie leaps forth into the night, taking care to see that the Lings are dutifully following him, keeping eye out for suitable 'food' and lamenting that he only has 12 knives to stick people in the eyes with.
I take it that I can operate independent from the party heretofore?
Yes, though note that, at the moment, it is around noon-ish
Its gonna take days anyway, best to be on about it.
Alright, so does he taken them somewhere now, try to meet with somepony, look for prey, go buy something?
First step is find
food, but thats best left until tomorrow
Suit yourself then
Well, you should go to bed if you can.Unless you want to ERP Iron and Cauldron in the void or something dumb like that.
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You're keeping him from his lunch. Never separate a stallion and his lunch.