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Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16700506 "Yeah,I have time to kill,so i'm up for killing more of these wyverns"
>Efirate? "Just on question,what is that efirate your are talking about."
Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>It has begun >And it isn't quite as interesting the second time around >After catching up on his sleep, Hollow paced in a circle around the cocoon >... >Shouldering his pack with a sigh, Hollow gave the cocoon a pat and exited the Nest >For what purpose? >Several >Wandering towards the Command Post, Hollow read the bulletin board over, and then poked his head in >Prepare yourself, tiny horse, for I shall sodomize ye >Willingly >And I'll be first! >Unless somebody else got him first
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>After his daily slumber, Jeff eventually stirs awake. >Tilting his head around to the batmare snuggled into him, he gives her a kiss on the forehead. >'Nah, don't have to get up yet. Will just hang her for a while.' >He moves a hand to her exposed rump, caressing her cutie mark firmly. >Groaning, he props his head up with a hand, looking down at her.
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16705824 >Eye cracking open, the jihadi smacks his lips after have waking from his slumber >Grunting, he peers around the tent, brushing a hand across his Sunbros’ face “Quack.”
>Crawling from underneath her wing and humping her for a few moments, he opens the tent, his hand only coming out to grab the strange box outside “Me, this is my box. This is mine, it was made for me!”
>Grasping onto it, the jihadi pulls the box inside and closes the tent shut >Prying the box open, he peeks inside, reading the letter >A smirk grows on his expression, hand coming up to wipe the froth from his mouth >“Thank you for the box, friend.” >Taking out the Charm thing, he puts it into his bag and turns to the alicorn >Taking out his knife, he begins to cut the box it was in >Turning it into a cardboard crown, he gently places it onto the sleeping alicorns head >”If only I had a yellow crayon.” >Nodding at his amazing work, he slumps down on-top of the alicorn and begins to nibble on her ear, sticking a tongue into it “Your ear hole tastes wonderful, Sunfriend. Now, wake up.”
>Glancing at the alicorn, he stares at her, wide eyed “Or I will kiss your face.”
>He kisses her horse face repeatedly >Being sure to stick a finger into and lick her nostrils, while he starts humping her legs “Sunbro! It’s time for Crystal kingdom or whatever it was called. But you need armour for sneaking, time for your latex suit! ...and grow a penis, prease.”
>”Do you dare cockblock me again.”
>>16706114 >Walking out of the arena after a long session of CQC practice Lont walked off to the workshop to see if Spiral started on his list he gave him. >He didn't try training with any of his weapons, for some reason it felt like he had done enough for the moment. >Trudging through layered snow in some casual clothes with a heatstone, he stops halfway there and takes a small sip from his crystalline bottle. [1d6+3] crystalline bottle
>Capping the bottle again he resumes his trek to the workshop. >Opening the door he enters and looks around, to see what has happened since he was last here. Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16706391 >Finally, the ballistic shield designs were complete. >It had taken Collins significantly longer than he thought, staying up long into the night, despite Naliyna's quiet protests for him to go to bed. >Seriously, who could have thought it'd be so complicated to draw up the entire technical specifications for a shield? A simple slab of resistant material? >Getting himself out of bed and gathering the papers, Collins turned to Naliyna, predictably still under the covers. >Reaching out to rub her bed-warm belly, he spoke softly. "Good evening, sleepyhead. Ready to see that shield get made tonight?"
Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>just let the dreams do what they want >not the best of dreams, but not really bad enough to bother changing it >stretch out and yawn >go back to curling around Spiral >give belly rubs >may as see if he's awake >lean in next to his ear and quietly ask >hopefully not waking him up, but even if I do, that just means I can get my darts enchanted sooner >probably could have just gone back to sleep though for all it's worth
Mike Pikeman !Pike.DOqGk
>>16705824 >This is nice. >Definitely something you could get used to. >Especially when you're as smooth as a well polished boot. >What Lucky doesn't know as she sleeps, is that your hand currently lies on her, dare you even think it, bottom. >Man, you've never felt so alive! >What would the folks back home think if you told them you were in between two girls in a bed? >Why, you'd have the worst reputation in all the states! >So exhilarating! >You give a firm squeeze and fall asleep. Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16697991 >... >Am warm >Have pony >Why can not make sleepings? >Fuck it >Dont want to wake up Claren though >Dam you blanket burrito. >I am trapped in your warm and fuzzy embrace >Just nuzzle myself further into Claren >Lightly rubbing her belly >So peaceful >Much quiet >Still cant sleep >FUCK >God damn worm getting me all hyped up >Then fucking off giving me the worst operating blue balls ever >I need to punch something >Eh >When she wakes up I'll go see Kraut or spiral about making that helmet Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16706746 >The eyes return from the Everfree, one stopping to peer into the holes the stormwurm made outside the walls. >Large prey. >Too large to Hunt. >It was hungry too. >'What creature are you Hunting?' >'I will not search for the pegasus.' >'Among all beings I have encountered none have been as..' >'Possessive.' >The spear nearly shudders. >>16707116 >Finding nothing new through parts of the day, Tipper continues napping on and off, snoozing against the dimly lit carapace. >Pausing from the table, Vanil snaps his head around, blinking, then returns to the map. "Right here making maps! Welllll I think so? Kraut and Spiral invited me to their herd but I dunno what most of it means."
>Shaking his head rapidly, he returns the large map, marking off several locations. >>16707218 >Inhaling with a sharp sniff, hazy eyes flick open to narrow, nostrils flaring. >Tufted ears moving in a circle, Belltower arches her back stiffly, yawning lazily. >"..eh, you can call me Bell if you like but that's.. what Twisted used to call me." >Sniffing again, one side of her muzzle quirks, enjoying the calming touch. "Eh, was going to fly for a bit, maybe. Torven.. ahh, treasure."
>Blank faced, the batmare shakes her head slightly. "I'm not worried about it. Once I can fly for more than an hour without getting sleeeeeepy. It'll never be as good as wrapping around you though."
>Bumping her nose on yours, Belltower snickers. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16707255 >Snoring deeply, Celestia mumbles, ear twitching out of the way slightly. >Resisting the wake up call, she shifts on her side, still mumbling. "Don' wanna.. make a.. suit cake.. armor my... fffff.... zzz.."
>Blinking the sleep out of her eyes after a minute, she lifts her head, sighing. "Mmmffkay.. am.. grow an armor.."
>Ignoring the groin plate on her legs, the light grey alicorn sits up slowly, grunting from the scars stretching across her sides and back. "OooWWW!"
>Grimacing, Celestia sighs heavily, then sniffs. >"Never going to do that again." >>16707281 >Lazily walking around the garden below the Spire, Cadence tilts her head to the side, gazing up at Luna's moon with a pleased smile. >"You should prepare for the coming ice, Lont. It will be a cold few weeks." >The pink fluid slowly warms your limbs, easing the ache from the scar. >While you don't feel any changes in mentality, you notice a slight resistance to the cold and discomfort of movement due to your age. >The Marquis was currently being spooned by Kraut, though something in the workshop had changed. >>16707284 >Smiling under the blanket, Naliyna stretches out her legs with a tiny yawn. "Mmmhm.. I think I'm going to ask Spiral for something too."
>Sitting up slowly and shaking her mane out to finish her wake up ritual, she swings her head around to kiss your arm, then nuzzle it. "Have you been awake long?"
>>16707893 >Waking in several moments, Spiral sighs, noticing one of the elements had been active. "I am now. Feeling.. a little better than the last few days."
>"I still need to go hunt down that core. And maybe get the other two." Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16708012 >Lucky exhales slowly, shifting on you with a deep, sleepy rumble. >Meridian, watching you for a bit after you go to sleep, smiles slightly. >"Lucky's happy too. I have to wonder if she's going to ask him tonight.." >Shrugging slightly, the ward nestles against your back, head pressed against your shoulder. >>16708448 >Snoring lightly, Claren doesn't move in the warm haze. >Dreams of fields covered in lances return, standing in front of one with two long points, split apart from the single beam two-thirds back in the rear. >The gleaming gold handle attached to a pair of saddle rings drew her attention. >Placing a hoof on it, the warmare dips her head in pride and honor. >Lifting her head, the Black Guard stares blankly, spiteful and vengeful. >Turning from it, Claren ambles away, whistling freely, light, rusty golden hooves skating through the sweet, warm Empire grass. >Pausing at the golden mare sitting behind the counter, she nods at Kellena, then saunters on to lie next to a familiar figure, covered in a warm, heavy blanket. >Pegasi Tower >Freeing Clemency from her wing, Twisted groans, cracking the main wingjoint back in place. >Slumping off the bed, she tosses the other half of the blanket onto the bed. >Suppressing a loud yawn, the General slides open the door, slipping out quietly. >Closing the door, Twisted turns around, eyes widening. "Oh."
"Fucking."
"Shit."
"It's the freeze. Fuck."
>Groaning at the extra layer of ice, the large, dark royal blue pegasus shakes her head violently. "And I was going to send them out for something."
>Growling as she slides down the ramp, wingblades flare a bright red as she spends the new few minutes knocking four inches of ice off. >"Don't want Clemency to get hurt.." Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16708826 >Blinking rapidly, an evil plan formed quickly >This is the future you've chosen Kraut >Careful to hide away his nasty plots from plain sight in case Roust decided to take this opportunity to barge in, Hollow strolled whistling into the command post >Rubbing his hands together, his voice echoed quietly around the post "Sounds risky. Spiral might try and put his magma dick in you or something. Or the ice one. Or the frozen one. Shadow penis? A dick made of solid rock?"
>Pondering the thoughts of many elemental penises, Hollow sticks his tongue out at Vanil "And Kraut'll probably experiment on you or something. Maaaybe reconsider that offer. Just a thought. Geez, it's gotten even colder tonight hasn't it?"
>Sitting softly onto a edge of the table, Hollow scratched behind one of Vanil's ears, whistling a silent tune "You should come to the nest more often. Roust is...in a cocoon right now, but if you ever feel like, just wander in. Er...knock first though. Not that it's anything you haven't seen before, but you know how it is."
>Kicking his legs back and forth and staring out into the distance, Hollow continued his whistling >It's a devious sort of day Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16709041 >Narrowing his eyes, the jihadi rummages through his bag >”An amazing concept, this shall happen!" “Suit cake armour? What an interesting idea Sunbro. You are a genius!
>Pulling out a bar of chocolate, he snaps a chunk off and gently placing it into her mouth “No, Sunfriend! I said grow penis! Grow a penis!"
>Without hesitation, he takes a big lick of her face >Patting her neck, the jihadi inhales and exhales softly “I love you, Sunbrusan. Prease grow a penis."
>Flicking the cardboard crown on her head, he smiles whilst he continues to hump her legs >”So excited, please notice the thing I made.” “I did a thing. Do you like it, sunfriend? Please tell me you like it.”
>>16709041 >Leaning against the closed door, Lont smirked at Spiral and Kraut cuddling. >"Will do. And I'll visit soon, maybe invite your sister over so I can show off my culinary skills?" >Putting his hands in his pockets he leans off the door and moves over to the furnace to seek additional warmth. "Hey there you two, how was your sleep? Take it it was pleasant?"
>Chuckling he casually walked away from the furnace after awhile and looked around to see what has changed in the workshop. [1d6] scouting
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Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16708826 >Jeff gives a light shrug in her embrace. >"I figured that. Okay.." >He smirks at her remark on 'treasure'. "Yeah, treasure hunting would be a nice change of pace. We can get all Indiana Jones up in this."
>He nods. "Well, that's good. Hmhm, nothing will beat you wrapping me up, either."
>He purposely flinches as she boops him, wrinkling his nose as she snicker. >Jeff pecks her on the lips before regretfully removing himself from her downy leathery wings. >Sitting on the edge of the bed, he begins donning his armored suit. "I need to follow up with Spiral on an idea I pitched to him yesterday. He seemed rather intrigued with the idea. Just need to get with Kraut to implement it properly."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
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>Previous night. >South of Stalliongrad 100 miles. >Tartarus Mercenary Air Corp Camp. >Settling Sweet into the main tent, Shanis watches her gently nosing those few injured mercenaries unable to move. >Pulling Zigri outside with a whisper, the Captain and Commander sit in front of the heatstone pile in the center of the camp. >Shrugging, the shiny black pegasi turns to eye the tent. >Rocking back on her ass, the yellow pegasus stares around the Tartarus camp sourly. >Turning to lazily give her brother a sigh, Shanis reaches out to tap his shoulder. >Returning the tap, Zigri sighs. >Giving his older sister critical eyes, the Commander works his jaw for a minute silently. >Blanching, Zigri lifts a hoof.
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16709444 >Blinking at you quickly, Vanil returns to scrawling across the map, muttering unidentifiable names and places. "I uh.. really doubt it, he's said before he has no interest in mares before. Not like.. well.."
>Freezing up slightly, the scout drops the sticky enchant on the market, turning his head up with a confused look. >"What." "What. But I'm not an elementa- err.. uhh..."
>Grimacing for a moment, Vanil picks the marker back up, eyebrows furrowed. >"I'm gonna have to ask about that.. Tipper gives me enough problems!" >The dimunitive pegasus cranes his head up, ear twitching. >"Gah, why do those itches never go away!?" "I uh, should probably do that but.. in a cocoon? Weird.. but Changelings are supposed to be kinda insect like!"
>Vanil nods several times quickly, then finishes his scribing on the map. "I'll come visit in a bit then! I've found a bunch of ore and gems and.. a lot of weird stuff."
>Rolling the smaller map up and tucking it under a wing, he turns to stare at the empty cot, frowning for a split second. >Jumping off the table with a wing wave, he skitters out into the ice, crashing. "I'M OKAY! SEE YOU IN A BIT!"
>Recovering after a moment, Vanil mutters, sliding to the workshop door. >>16709478 >Stretching her up with a slow yawn, Celestia flicks her wing up, blinking rapidly. "Suit ca..ke? ..I think I could do.. something like that."
>Taking the piece and chewing it over, light grey eyes roll mirthfully. "Why'f you wanf fif fo fafry?"
>Swallowing it, she pauses, then snickers. >Her face tasted like.. cake. >Glorious cake. >Smiling briefly, eyes flick up, waving the crown around on her horn. "Did you.. heh."
>Smiling broadly, Celestia folds her right wing around you, pressing her cheek against yours. "Yes, yes, I do."
>Hugging you for a while, she stretches it out, turning to try and see the scars across her back. "Are they still visible?"
Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16709041 "Nah, not really. I'll just have to regret it later, though."
>Watching as the crystal pony slowly went through her morning wake-up, Collins leaned in close, tenderly planting a kiss on her muzzle, smiling all the while. >Giving in to yawn, the former MSF rubs his eyes tiredly. >Designing the shield had taken longer than he thought. "Anyways, what did you have in mind from Spiral? Anything good?"
>Slowly rising from the bed, Collins finished getting ready before Naliyna started getting up, waiting until they were both ready to leave the barracks. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16709558 >Smiling gently, Cadence lifts a hoof to place it on Naliyna's burnt imprint on the cushion. >"Which sister? One you will not find, another will not willingly come here, one comes here often, and the last one.. would not like to." >Taking her hoof off, the Princess of Rebirth gazes up at the night sky with a slight exhale. >"Be careful, the freeze will last some time." >Spiral sighs, pulling free from Kraut with a crack. "I think so, except.."
>Sitting on the edge of the couch, he shifts his neck back and forth, hooves lifting to stare at. "Blue. Well, that's new."
>Shaking his head, the elemental flexes his unnatural body, muzzle quirked in irritation. "This is getting very strange.."
>Numerous tools had been moved from around the workshop to the magitek furnace. >A piece of diamondine had been taken and set under the furnace itself with several small drawings. >There was an empty spot where a box had been the previous night. >There wasn't much else you noted that had been shifted, though Krinza's tools were, for once, orderly next to the normal furnace. >>16709564 >Nodding several times slightly, Belltower grins, pausing at the strange name. "Huh. Regardless, I'd like to do something a little strenuous soon."
>Bushy green eyebrows wriggling, the batmare snickers, running the soft underside of her wing across your side. "Keke! I know, it's something that most of us do instinctively. Keeps everypony nice and warm."
>Ears swiveling back and forth, Belltower stretches off of you, hazy eyes swirling. >Returning with a small kiss, she rolls onto her other side, stretching out the kinks in her wing. "Mmm? Huh. I saw another unicorn here too, light wavy yellow coat, bronze ring. One you know?"
Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16710474 >Nodding in agreement the jihadi snickers to himself and pats the alicorn “No, we shall do this together, sunfriend.”
>”Such a wonderful idea.” >Raising an eyebrow, he shakes his head and coughs, not understanding her muffled words “Why do I want to for fairy?”
“You are making little sense, Sunbro.”
>”Don’t you ignore me, dammit.” >”Grow a penis, or I’ll make you grow a penis.” >”Hmmmm... I could taste this cake all day.” >Hands coming up, the jihadi places his hands on her cheeks and runs a tongue across her face yet again >Licking it several more times and savoring the taste of cake “Why does your face taste so wonderful?”
>Grinning, the jihadi smiles up at the alicorn, sticking a tongue out as she presses against his face “I enjoyed making it. Next time I’ll make you a sailors hat.”
“You can be the captain of my mast any day.”
>Staring wide eyed, he remains silent as he leans in >Staring >He licks her muzzle one last time for the taste of cake >Fumbling with his thumbs for a bit, he turns to the alicorn and raises an eyebrow >Leaning back, he checks the alicorns back “Not that I can see. I do not think so.”
>Biting at his nails, he stares at the alicorn and shrugs, gesturing to the tent exit >He grins “We should say our farewells to Bugfriend before we leave... quack.”
“I wonder if she liked my slippy slide."
>>16710907 >Standing in the middle of the workshop, he winced his eyes as suspicion grew towards the changed environment. >"The one that visits the empire and more importantly, you, Chrysalis." >Lifting his hand to his beret, he tenderly strokes the vivid pink feather with a mirph on his lips. >"I will my little minx, and just like our intense passion for each when joined together, the inferno in my heart will keep the freeze at bay for as long as need be." [1d6+3]
>Turning to look at Spiral, he raised an eyebrow at the elemental gentlemen. "What is strange, even by Equestrian standards?"
>Folding his arms he looks at Kraut then to where Krinza would be then back to Spiral. "So was it you who cleared and organized this place up, or did we get greeted by a wild cleaninglady when no one was not looking?"
>He joked, though slightly worried none the less. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16710743 >Shaking her head with a bright smile, Naliyna sticks her nose out from under the blanket, sniffing. "You could have woken me up for a refresh, Thrill. Buuut then I would have sang you to sleep."
>Grinning at the kiss, she lifts her head, ears flicking the blanket off. >Rolling brilliant ruby eyes over, the Crystal mare sighs, creeping forwards to place her nose on your leg, humming a warm, refreshing tune. [1d6+3] <Basic Crystal Runes: Refresh
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>Rolling the blanket off easily, Naliyna stares up at the ceiling, bopping her head back and forth. "I was going to see if he could float enchant my pack, let me carry a little more, or make a bigger on- oh.. I keep forgetting I have those shoes he made for me. As for the pack."
>Pausing, scarred eyebrows furrow in concentration, calling something from her memory. "I remember seeing that shop in the Moors, the one with the fabric over it. It said.. Lann's Dolls & Clothing.."
>Muzzle quirking, the fuchsia mare stops, recoiling with an amused, lilting laugh. "But batponies don't wear anything though, that's silly! Why would there be a CLOTHING shop in the Moors? Unless.. it's for the materials? Still silly though."
>Stifling off the giggling fit, Naliyna stands up on the bed, dropping down to land easily. >Brushing her neck on your leg for a bit to work out a small itch, she smiles up at you, eyebrows raised. "Ready?
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16710907 >As Jeff attaches his pack, and holsters his 1911, he raises an eyebrow at the batmare. "Hmm? Oh, you're talking about Denra."
>Jeff nods, remembering the short, yet informative conversation he had in the workshop yesterday. "Yeah, he used to work for Celestia as a VIP diplomat, until he resigned. He stayed with us for a while back on the old train, until he left. He's been in the Vale, working as a mercenary and a diplomat for the gryphon Overking. He's and alright guy, especially if you give him a cigar!"
>He raises an eyebrow. "Why, you know him at all?"
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>The clinic. >Jerking up with a start, Corsen snaps his hand down onto his holster. >Fingering the suppressed pistol for a moment, he groans. >"Not enough pills.. to make them go away.." >Letting go of the PB-1, the Cultist sighs. >Taking a look at his launcher next to the bed, eyes turn from it to the rest of the room, frowning. >Hefting the launcher, ensuring it was on safe and standing up, he checks his suit and pouches in reflex. >Satisfied, Corsen stares at the man in the yellow hazmat suit asleep in the corner, shrugging under the bulky suit. >Checking through the contents of cabinets, drawers, and shelves, the mostly empty bottle of painkillers is refilled and placed back. >Spending a few minutes reordering the supplies he'd rummaged through, Corsen slings the launcher over his shoulder, stepping out. >Gazing at the opposite building with the words 'PONY BARRACKS' on it, he stares. >Twitches. >And turns to walk around the building swiftly. >"IT'S NOT REAL IT'S NOT REAL!" >Slowly opening the mess hall, he drops his thermals on, peering in. >A pony with wings on a.. something. >Another pony with wings sleeping in the corner. >And something else. >Grimacing, the Cultist closes the door, creeping to the side with a shaky exhale. >"THEY'RE NOT REAL, THEY'RE NOT REAL!" >Realizing that he had no other choice, he balls his hands into fists, convulsing. >"This is insane! Elder gods and abominations I can handle but these ponies can TALK!" >Downing four painkillers, Corsen grumbles under his breath, striking out for the command center. >"I must know where I am if I am to find new gods.."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16711235 >Shaking her had around to see the crown, Celestia smiles up at it, then you. "It would be hard, but possible."
>Shifting it back to it's proper place, she shakes her head, eyes staring up at the tent. "I meant, why do you want me to have a.. ..you know.. so badly?"
>Sitting upright, the light grey alicorn's eyebrows raise. >"Is he going t- yes. He is." "Because.. we.. made a.. wonderful cake."
>Rolling light grey eyes over, Celestia snorts lightly. "If you want me to be a pira- that was a terrible joke, but I like it."
>Flicking her tongue out to swipe a bit of frosting off your cheek, she turns her head to the side with a small blush. >"That's.. weird but.. nice." >Clearing her throat slightly, she stretches her left wing out, checking the regrowing feathers. "If I have to, I can regenerate a bit I think, though it's still a little weak."
>Standing up with a little difficulty, she drops her head down, yawning deeply. >Shaking off the last few cobwebs, Celestia flexes the muscles across her back and left side. >"Much better... just a little pain now." >Nodding several times, she tilts her head up with a small frown. "We should.. but what was that thing that came in? I could vaguely feel it."
>Pausing for a moment, muzzle quirks heavily. >"Probably not." "Probably did."
>Snickering brightly, the alicorn sweeps the tent flap open, ambling out with her wings hanging down. "We'll see."
>Standing in front of the throne, Celestia gives the Queen of the Hive a deep bow of her head, raising with a small smile. "I know you don't want me to, but you've helped me, greatly. I would like to repay you once I'm able to."
>Shaking her head slowly, Chrysalis leans against the back of the throne. "All of my sons and daughters will be returning soon. The fourth shell is nearly ready to place. You have returned much to me, and.."
>Three-toned eyes traveling to you, the Queen's muzzle pulls back in a knowing grin. "The slippy slide was fun."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16711247 >Sitting down in front of the bench, Cadence's eyes study the burnt mark with a small sinking sensation. >"If you mean Celestia.. it will be difficult for us both. I will do what I can. The Hive and the Empire have returned to the past, and moved ahead with the world. Chrysalis is most pleased to travel back and forth. I should invite her favored two here with you at some time as well." >Placing her hoof on the edge experimentally, the pink alicorn snorts amusedly. >"Such a sweet talker.. but mind the cold. It can be extremely bitter in the Everfree, and the Empire is frozen. Not even the trains can move well right now." >Turning her head to blow a kiss, Princess Cadence smiles warmly. >"Be safe. I love you." >Standing up and letting the mental touch drop, she shakes her head slowly, turning to exit. >The Marquis stares at his light blue hooves, setting them on the cushion with a sigh. "The elements are restless. I could swear I- we? ..no, the ice form was doing something during the day."
>Shrugging, Spiral turns his eyes around the workshop, eyes narrowing in suspicion. "Nnno.. that would be the ice form. It tends to clean up quite often. An- hm, Krinza's tools. Well, he does tend to leave everything out in the open where he can get to it, anyhow."
>Waving it off with a snort, he shifts back, forelegs crossing. "So, have a project to do? I'm expecting a couple other projects today, but I have time for one or two. Work never ends, you know."
>Waking up on the south wall, Denra leans his head over, staring at the large hole in the ground. >Sighing, he stands up.. and fails. >Mostly pinned down by the ice, light yellow eyes roll in disbelief. "Great.. the freeze. This will be ridiculous."
>Cracking himself out, the mercenary diplomat grimaces, shaking his head. >"Damned ringing is still there!" >Sighing again, he brushes off the ice chunks, eyes turning to the tower and the large, irritated pegasus below it. >"Hm.. I should speak to Twisted." Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16711324 >Kicking her hooves over the edge of the bed with a sharp yawn, Belltower flops her wing down, scratching at her side lazily. "That he- no, that's a stallion's name. Yep."
>Rolling her free ear in a circle, she slides off to the floor, flexing leathery wings out and checking each claw. "Hum. I remember hearing a pony's voice that doesn't match up with anypony I know here now. Must've been him then."
>Turning about to set her chin on the bed, down covered wings lift in a shrug, muzzle quirked. "Nah. Saw him made hundreds of ice lances, only ones that can do something like that are split-casters. Pretty rare that one ever learns to do it, takes a lot of time."
>Eyes closing and opening experimentally, the dark green batmare lifts her head, shaking out her split mane. >Taking a deep inhale, Belltower taps her hooves on the warmed, polished wooden floor, stretching her wings one last time with a yawn. >Scratching her nose with a claw, one hazy eye closes, the other staring at you. "Mmf. I'll go see if I can find Torven and bring him back here."
>Hopping up onto the bed, the batmare grins deviously. >Leaping off to give you a flyby kiss, she lands in front of the door, opening it with a pair of claws. "See ya in a bit!"
>Snickering as she closes the door, Belltower glances up at the door leading outside, blinking at something swiftly leaving the clinic. >'Was that Hollow? Weird.. thought he stays in the Nest most of the time.' >Shrugging, she saunters to the door, and pushes it open. >Glaring at the new sheet of ice on the ground, she inhales slowly, peering out in suspicion. >"Jeff, there's four inches of ice. The freeze is here. Might want to get spikes on your ponysho-. erf, boots, or something." >Groaning silently, Belltower slides out onto the ice. >Slowly sliding to a safe speed, the batmare leaps into the air for a leisurely warmup flight, red-slitted eyes searching for the cobalt batpony. [1d6+6] <Expert Perception
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>>16711829 >Jeff catches her flying kiss before she heads out of the door. "Okay. See ya!"
>Opting for a black toque over his cap, he catches her link message. >"The freeze? Hmm.. okay. Okay, I'll talk to Spiral about getting icespikes getting made for everyone's boots." >Curious to take a look himself, Jeff exits the barracks and take an experimental step onto the ice-covered snow. "Oh hell, she wasn't kidding."
>Slowly making his way to the Armory, Jeff enters, finding Spiral, as well as Lont. "Hey, Lont. Up and 'early', I see?"
>He kicks off excess ice from his boots before completely entering. >Walking over to the Marquis, he leans on a table across from him. "Did you see all the ice outside?! I'm not really cool with all that. Could become quite the slippery situation for everyone just trying to walk around."
>He shrugs, puns aside. "You think you, Krinza, or Kraut can make sets of spike boot adapters for everyone? I think we're going to need them if it's going to stick around for some time."
>He looks down at his boots, any remaining ice now melting off. "By the way, did you think on the camera idea a bit more? I know you said you needed Kraut. I have the master radio figured out, if I can help at all."
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>>16711565 >The jihadi shrugs, visibly sweating, he scratches the back of his head and coughs nervously “I... just like it... you know.”
“You like your food thingy... and that is what I like.”
>Nodding, he smiles brightly and chuckles lightly “Besides, you kind of made that apparent to me when you put your... you know, up my butt.”
>Flinching slightly at the feeling of her tongue, the jihadi gives her an awkward smile “Are you trying to eat me?”
>Shaking his head, the jihadi points towards his bag and looks back up to the alicorn “A friend sent me a charm... and I used the box it came in to make you a crown.”
“I must repay him, somehow.”
>Strolling up to the Queen, he stares at her intensely and takes a small lick of her muzzle ”Sunbro tastes like cake. What do you taste like?”
>Follow his best friends gestures, the jihadi gives the Queen a deep bow, smiling brightly “I agree, we will repay you one day, Bugfriend.”
“One day Sunbro, myself and yourself will talk about it when we all become drinking buddies.”
>Turning his head to the side, the jihadi raises an eyebrow, smirking >”She liked the slide.” “I have plenty more than that around, give Sunbro and I a visit sometime... quack.”
>Shrugging, he wriggles his eyebrows and grins at his words before glancing around the room “I’m so lost...”
“Ugh, do you have a map? Because I'm getting lost in your eyes.”
>Chuckling nervously, he gives the Queen an awkward smile “Did you open my present? Did you like it?
“...I made it myself.”
>Running a hand across his face, the jihadi raises his hand into the air “Oh and before we leave, can Sunbro and I have a kiss. Please, she’s been asking about it all night.”
>Leaning over, he tries to cover Sunbros’ mouth before she can protest against his words >He begins to make loud noises in-case she still manages to speak, drowning out her voice with quacks “Quack quack quack! Quack!”
>>16706948 "Good, good."
>Flicking her pale red eyes towards your lightning axe, she chortles. "Our forgers have done it again it seems, did it serve you well?"
>Getting up from the bar Ri'Vahz starts to walk to the entrance bu stops by Blackbeaks side. "Blackbeak, go with them."
>Snapping her head to look at the two Grypthons at the door Cu'Nir was about to squawk bloody murder before being cut off by Blackbeaks quiet echoing voice. "Ri'Vahz has ordered me to Cu'Nir, deal with it."
>With this, the huntsmaster scowled and stomped towards the bars counter while Ri'Vahz slipped through the door before gaffowing out laughter all he way back to the castle. >Lightly walking to Ghost and Swe, Blackbeak bows his head slightly. "I am Blackbeak, the Inn's door guard and one of the new enforcers of Ri'Vahz."
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>>16710474 >Taking a drink from ye flask, Hollow snickered "Weird stuff is good...just try not to crack your head on the ice kid!"
>Shaking his head, Hollow hopped off the table, idly browsing through the Command Center's files before he left >Until magical things occurred >>16711455 >Turning about to see Corsen bumbling into the command center, Hollow smiles happily "Hello friend, I see you've woken up! You don't seem too bad off, all things considering, but maybe we should have Tipper look at you...anyway, what were you looking for?"
>Rocking back on his boots, the box of morphine syrettes floated out of his backpack and into his hands, sticking himself with one of them >Offering the box with one hand, Hollow smirked, and waited Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16714268 "Yes,this axe has been the bane of two wyverns since I got it today."
>The best the vale has to offer,right? "And I've never seen such skillful smithing."
>Oh great,now Blackbeak wants to join our little party. >Cu'Nir seemed pretty upset about it. >She'll have to deal with it. >I return his bow with a small nod. "Nice to finally talk to you,Blackbeak."
>He somehow seem less intimidating at closer range. "Now,where are we heading?"
Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16711296 >Oh, Naliyna. >If you could do sleep-deprivation-busting magic on earth, you'd probably be a multi-millionaire by now. >A multi-million-mare. >Cringing internally for a beat at that criminally awful pun, Collins looked down at Naliyna, brushing up against his leg. >It was hard not to feel a tinge of warm and fuzzy. "Oh, good. And here's me thinking you were gonna make me your new pack carrier once you finally ran out of space."
>Laughing, the mercenary affectionately rubbed Naliyna's cheek, the other hand clutching the shield specifications. >Thoughts went backtracking to the moors. Something Naliyna said hit something, somewhere. >The former MSF's features creased in thought. "Lann? Belltower mentioned something about going to a doll shop before she got crammed into one herself. Probably came from there. Anyways, I'm guessing that's the side of the business that turns the most profit. Like you said, batponies really don't need clothes that much."
>Kneeling down to the crystal pony's eye level, Collins tilted his head close to Naliyna's, tracing two finger around the circumference of her midsection. "Then again, it's not just all batponies in the moors, is it? Maybe you oughta go there and tell 'em to make you some new threads. I can provide the measurements."
>Chuckling again to himself, Collins stood up, preparing to exit the room and the barracks as a whole. >Man, what was it with putting clothes on ponies again? >Chastity was definitely not one of his fetishes. >He was damn sure of it. >So sure in fact, that he didn't notice just how much ice there was on the ground outside. >A sudden yelp, and Collins found himself skidding to the ground. "AHHFFUCK! SHIT! NALIYNA! FLOAT POWDER! GODFFFFUUCK!"
Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/16621071#p16703018 >Ghost sat, still assessing the Gryphon. "Thank you."
>(("I think we can trust her.")) >("Well, I don't think Cu'Nir does. And besides, look what happened last time we trusted someone we met out of the blue.") >>16714268 >Ghost watched as Ri'Vahz left the Inn, still studying, his gaze jumping back and forth as "Blackbeak" joined in. >His eyes trained on Ri'Vahz as she walked out, his unrelenting gaze following her out. >("No, something's off.") >(("I do not like her either. I know what you're thinking, though. "Lord"? Sounds like someone we really don't wanna mess with.")) >("Sounds like someone stuck up their own-") >Ghost's train of thought promptly derailed as Blackbeak introduced himself. >Ghost deadpanned, feigning annoyance. "Nice to meet you."
>He rose from his seat, and made his way over to the bar, sharing Cu'Nir's apparent disdain for Ri'Vahz. "You alright? I take it you don't like this Ri'Vahz very much."
>>16711702 >"You too, my little minx." >Looking at Spirals blue hooves, he shrugs. "Yes well I have a few actually, so lets start with one or two of them shall we?"
>Moving over to a table, he picks up the piece of paper he was working with and shows it to the marquis. (pic related) "The first thing is a helmet, a salade helm that incorporates my gasmask and thermals."
>He taps his chin thinking before nodding to himself. "And think you can add a crest for the feathers as well, Maybe made from some rare material perhaps?"
>Looking over under the furnace again, he asks. "And whats with the diamondine armour piece under the furnace?"
>>16712102 "sup Jeff, exercising early always good for the body. Hows Belltower?"
>>16714355 "Same to you Captain Swe."
>He said calmly. "The huntsmaster would know, I am merely following."
>Cu'Nir looks between you and Blackbeak with a raised feathered brow. "Ve vill be heading to the farthest edge of the Vale's lake, and from there ve'll be on paw and claw."
>Blackbeak furrows his own brow and looks back at you before returning to Cu'Nir. "So the Hu'um will be riding on my back? This, is a strange turn of events."
>He sighed. >>16715357 >You watch intently as Ri'Vahz left. >Her ass was nothing compared to Cu'Nir's godly pillows of buttcheeks. >Though you think you catch sight of what are mammary glads. >Golden eyes look at you, head shaking. "Its not that I don't like her, ve alvays had some friendly rivalry between us all the vay back to younger days."
Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
>>16715667 "Right."
>He glanced over his shoulder at Blackbeak and Swe, still conversing. "Ya didn't seem too pleased about them joining us, though. Hoping to keep it more of a quiet thing?"
>("Well, less people, less chance of being spotted.") >(("This isn't Operation Contingency, we're going after Wyverns, not trying to shut down a sub with an ICBM on board.")) >("Still. Snow, hunting, sounds pretty similar to me. And there were, what, 5 people in that team until Price and Roach showed up?") Anonymous
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>>16708826 >assorting my locker, shutting it firmly "Then don't concern over."
>turning leaning back into the closed door >looking over the large Alpha locker >a sour scowl slowly creeps across >bouncing forward off wrist from the locker, briskly stepping out of the armory Stealth(Expert)+Risk/SB/Poncho
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>Breaking through the frozen ice coated forest walls surrounding the fortress came a single figure. >Stomping their way through the iced over snow to the fortress doors 'location given to them, they look at the walls with a blank expression and light blue filled eyes. >Shifting their backs to get their cargo in a more comfortable position, the eventually find the door. >Stopping in front of it, they cock their head left and right as they look at the words on the large fortress doors being partially covered in a thin layer of ice. >Craning their head to look at the snoring Behemoth off to the side on those long snaking metal lines in the iced snow, they snort and return to look at the door. >Blinking their glowing blue eyes, they shuffle in the snow before sitting down. >If they were going to wait might as well get comfortable as well.
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Tue 11 Mar 2014 23:48:17 No. 16720286 Report >>16720192 >I pause from scratching at all this damn ice around. >Something? >At the front of the gate? >I start to walk towards it- >And almost fall on my ass. >Damn ice... >I walk more cautiously towards the gate. >Looking at the figure, I cock my head before announcing myself. "Erm...hello there...?"
>I glance around, before returning to look at the figure. >Who is this... Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16715419 >Looking over to Lont, he shrugs contently. "Better. Finally getting out and flying around. Want to get her out in the field and actually DO something."
>>16720192 >Jeff's eyebrow's perk up at the announcement of company at the eastern gate. >He looks back at Spiral. "Hold that thought. Let me check out what's going on at the gate. I''ll be back in a bit."
>Leaving the Armory and heading to the barracks quick to get his lmg, Jeff heads over to the main gate. >Looks over at Dante. "Comapny?"
>Using his magical authority, he allows the being on the otherside passage into the base, lmg at a low ready. "Who's out there? Welcome, if your friendly. If not, leave immediately."
Tiachuawonga !!IAUVPhUzTBj
>>16720192 >crawling through the snow, Tia weasels his way to the gates >looking like Michael Phelps, breast stroking through the white fluff upon the ground >bumping his head into the wall beside the gate, looking up to see his plight "Wa'?"
>hopping up, sneaking his way behind the other operators >locking an eye on the being >slipping over beside them, like a snake >whispering in their ear "Herro peepl'san. Ho' cun halp yu k'?"
>wriggling a finger suggestively Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
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>>16720192 >wats happening >niggas be trynna git in here, gots to see wats up >slither out on the ice and use black dancing powers to right myself once I get to the gate >>16720367 >see muh not-quite brotha brotha "Sheeit, you seein what's goin down too? Prolly something we gon' smash up."
>idly look through the gate and use nigger-vision to see the things [1d6]nigger-vision
>shit, I forgot to yap at them >dey seem brotha enuff, but deys got sum green on dem >deys swamp niggas "Whatchu swamp niggas want?"
>can't even offer them muh joint
>>16720286 >The looks at you from its knelled sitting position in the snow before bowing its antler head. >>16720334 >>16720417 >Turning from Dante to you, the stranger gets up from its own crater in the iced over snow in front of the gate and walks in. >You're somewhat stunned to see what the stranger was. >Walking into the fortress was a larger then normal Pred-elk. >It wore what you recognized as armour across its entire body, only it was made entirely out of intertwining thickly wood. >You could not see its iris's as its entire eyes were filled with a glowing blue energy with wisps flowing from it. >It carried a large bag on its back that you saw Old-horn wore around his waist, and it was currently stuffed full. >It's antlers had an occasional spark, stored power leaping from one antler to another. >It looked at you with curiosity, like a child told of mystical creatures from a story and only to find them later on in life. >>16720367 >Looking at the snakey gook-chan, the Pred-elk yawns, its shark like copper teeth being connected to each other with tiny strings of electricity. >Closing its maw, an eye locks onto yours, its voice a whisper but echoing for others to hear. "I have been sent by Oldhorn to deliver to you your comrade Novus's equipment and what is left of him and to ask for your services, Operators."
>>16720500 >Yo see som nigga rockin some dope cooper teeth and whisperin to ya'll like a pedo-ghostie. >Not so nigga looks at yoo wit dem blank eyes like dey were high on some goo'shit. "Here to give your comrades weapons and equipment to you."
>Without warning a wooden tendril sprouted out from the armour and took off the large back on its back, placing it down in front of the Pred-elk. >Half of it was bulking with old angles while the other half was smooth and lumpy with red stains covering that side. Tiachuawonga !!IAUVPhUzTBj
>>16720781 >sticking a finger into the pre-delks nostril "Oooo' yu su derty yu lil' goat-shee' ting yu... Otay! We ge' stuf kai. Tia rike mush mush cow mane!"
>chuckling off, rubbing the pred-elks mucus off on a ragged pant leg >>16720500 >shooting a squinted eye to the negroid "O' herro brak fren!"
>patting the pred-elk and tweaking over to Jamal >hopping up and down, simulating crushing things under foot "Smash rike gojirra!"
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Wed 12 Mar 2014 00:30:40 No. 16720904 Report >>16720781 >I pause as it reveals itself. >A big predelk. >Well, that's interesting. >And it can talk. >Huh. >Fucking magic, man. >What will they think of next? >... >Novus's gear...? >Shit, the people who first got here are being killed off. >That's a goddamn shame. >Well, this...hmm. >I'll call it a druid. >This druid wants us to help? >...well, Old Horn did send it. >Why not. "Sure, but...what would you have us do? And what would we be receiving in turn?"
Jamal Ratchet !NiGGERCBwo
>>16720781 >sheeit "Cracka's dead nigga."
>since when do big deer things even talk >dis place be crazy >woa wasdat wood thing and oh look the body >poke at the bag with muh gat "Watchu want us to do wit' it?"
>it's a body alright >>16720878 >lil' chink be funny "Heheheh, soon lil' chink."
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>>16721024 fuck you I'm putting a picture Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16720781 >Jeff looks over Novus's equipment, as well as the operator's remains. >He shakes his head in light grief. "Dammit, not another one.."
>Sighing, having nothing he could do, he looks over at the predelk. "Alright. What's your name, if you have one. What do you have us do?"
>Jeff grabs the deceased's gear and Novus remains. "I'll take care of these quick.."
>The Ranger drags the body and destroyed equipment to Zoo's cave. >Dusting off his hands, he heads back with the others at the gate.
>>16720878 >The Pred-elk nods. >>16720904 >Turning its gaze upon you, it slightly shrugs as the tendril retracts back and disappears in the armours sprawling surface. "To kill the Efirate incursions, and for your second question ask our father Oldhorn."
>It said with some reserved reverence. >>16721024 "Oldhorn had asked me to return what was left of Novus and his equipment to you, what you do with it is up to you."
>Blinking, it loos down at the bulky bag and nudges it, red stains reddening the icey snow beneath it. >>16721042 >Examining the artificial world around it, the Pre-elk felt like scowling slightly but found itself in wonderment. >Returning your look at it, the Elk snorts bemusedly. "Oldhorn has gifted me with the name Sparking Fleur, but for some reason he calls me Sparky for most of our times spent together."
>Blink. "Kill the Efirates."
>Said in a monotone voice, it dipped its head as it watched as you dragged the bag off somewhere. >Turning on the spot, Sparking Fleur stomps its way back to the gate before stopping, looking over its shoulder it raises it echoed voice. "Come, much work should be done. Father Oldhorn awaits my return with the "youngsters."
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Wed 12 Mar 2014 01:02:12 No. 16721351 Report >>16721298 >Hmmm. >I'm not sure I like this thing's cryptic attitude about the reward. >But at least it was straight-forward about the purpose of this visit. >After waiting for Jeff to get back, I walk next to ...Sparky. >Interesting name. "Whenever you're ready."
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16721298 >Jeff readies his lmg, waiting to follow Sparky out. >He looks over to Dante, Tia, and Jamal. "Remember, everyone. The freeze has made everything somewhat slippery. So if you're moving fast, just watch your step. Don't need anyyone breaking their ass."
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>Looks back over to the predelk. "Lead the way, Sparking Fleur."
Tiachuawonga !!IAUVPhUzTBj
>>16721024 >a wicked gleam in the chinks eye appears "Hay brak mane, watc' tis..."
>>16721298 >nodding to the pred-elk >and rushing behind him, following closely >licking a finger or two and dipping it into the bag >and then reaching out diddling the pred-elks pucker "Read de way... fren uv cow mane..."
Jamal Ratchet !NiGGERCBwo
>>16721298 >meh, cracka ded "I din' kno him, not mah problem."
>like I care >pick nose until I hear shit about killing "I don' care WHAT we killin, I wanna smash sumfin!"
>oh boy, funny man be talkin now >>16721522 "Whatchu doin maaane? Doin sumfin funny?"
>dis gon' be good >HAH! he just fingerred his ass >I gon' ride this thing >jump on elk nigga's back "GIDDYUP NIGGA!"
>only good things can come from this
>>16721351 "Very well."
>It said with closed eyes. >Bringing its head to its side, it cranes it neck as the wooden gnarled armour opens up to form pockets. >>16721490 >For some reason Sparky's echo voice was muffled as it looked for something its armours pockets. >Why it wasn't using any wooden tendrils is beyond you. >>16721522 >With a quizzical hum to its puckered ass being diddled, it reaches further into the pocket it was exploring. >Pooling something out from the armours now closed pocket in its teeth firmly, it blinks at you before walking a bit further to dislodge the fingers. >>16721586 >Nodding to the craka, Sparky leads the group outside the gate and after 10 yards stops. >Turning around they throw a small disk made from wood onto the iced snow. >Asking all to stand and surround the wooden disk, Sparky stands next to them and whispers a chant. >The wind picks up, and with a flash the Operators found themselves deep in the forest. >Standing in front of them but looking off to the distance was Oldhorn. >Walking away from you Sparky goes to Oldhorn's side. >Without looking he pats Sparky's head. "Well done Sparky, well done."
>His voice resonated across the area tiredly. >Finally gazing down at the operators, the smiles and nods at the group. "Welcome Operators, I'm sure you know why you're here?"
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Wed 12 Mar 2014 01:51:03 No. 16722112 Report >>16722054 >Woah, druid magic. >Funky. >But a nice change from the teleport stone. >I'll take it. >I look around briefly, before turning to Old Horn. "Yes, that we do. To kill efirates, right?"
Tiachuawonga !!IAUVPhUzTBj
>>16722054 >giggling under hat "Su trix po ni ting..."
>eyes widening at the translocate "WO' SHI!"
>reaching out, grabbing Jeff by the armor steadying himself >shoving a cocaine laced finger up his nose >meeting Old Horns nod "MUSH MUSH COW MANE!"
>running up to him, hugging his leg "Tia rike yu k', we am hurr find ting n' kirr tingies.. yu fren terr us. Wher' nee' go?"
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16722054 >Jeff hefts his lmg onto his shoulder, looking up at the druid. "More efirates, right? Well, we're here."
>He raises an eyebrow. "Which color this time? Blue, red?"
Jamal Ratchet !NiGGERCBwo
>>16722054 >Aw wat in da worl >I don't like dis teleporting shit "Man fuck dis teleport bo'shit, warn me ne-EY! IT'S DAT FAGGOT WHO SMOKED MUH WHO' JOINT!"
>man fuck him "You still owe me."
>smoke 4 menthols to try to quell my rage >it's not time yet "We tearin UP some e-pirates or some shit."
>I guess downloading shit is really bad here >da popo's weird >crack knuckles in preparation of ass whoopin
>>16722112 >He sighed, leaning on his walking staff. "Yes, the past couple of days has worn me to the bones. To old to be exterminating vermin these days."
>With this Sparking Fleur looked up to Old horn with a worried expression. >>16722228 >Chuckling as he looks down at the "special" little youngster, Old horn speaks with a bit more energy. "Sparky will lead you to the Efirate nest, what you do with it us up to yourselves to decide."
>The Pred-elk looks at the gook with a hint of jealously in its glowing blue eyes. >>16722231 >Shaking his head, the minotaur lifts his staff up and points it in a direction behind the group. "There is one new one, an orange maned."
>He grumbled out. "The same orange maned that killed your comrade."
>>16722308 >Placing the staff down again Old horn takes out a small (by his comparison) rolled up joint and hands it to the nigro. "Something from the Zebra tribes, I think you'll like it."
>He smirked. >With a pat on the back of the head, Old horn indicates to Sparky to lead them off. >Before however, he gives the Pred-elk something that was hanging from his waist. "Sparky, here, take this with you."
>The old taur handed Sparky what the Operators recognized as Novus's Kriss Super V Black. >A wooden tendril snakes it way around and grips it awkwardly, before holding it to the side. >Tilting his head at it curiously, the Pred-elk dows slightly before Smiling briefly. Sparky then motion for the group to follow them. Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16715667 >Hmm,he seems trustworthy enough. >The farthest edge of a lake? >This ought to be interesting. "Well,I'm ready to leave,so if..."
>My face pales on the mention of flight. >I've always been terrified of heights. >And riding bareback on a living creature doesn't make it any better. >Gah,I'll have to deal with it. >It surely wont be as bad as it sounds. "Yeah...pretty strange..."
>I mumble. Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16722547 >Jeff frowns at the mention of a maned efirate. >If it was going to be anything like the one that attacked the gryphons.. "Right. We'll take care of them, Old Horn."
>Shifting to follow Sparky, Jeff looks back to the others. "Tia, Jamal. we've killed these before. Weapons up."
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>Then looks over at Dante. "Dante. These things aren't that hard to kill. Just don't let them swarm ya, and we should be fine."
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Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Wed 12 Mar 2014 02:31:32 No. 16722725 Report >>16722547 >I shrug. "It's the natural cycle, I guess. One day, I too will grow old."
>I chuckle. "But I have no problem taking care of this one."
>I smile grimly. "Especially when 'this one' killed one of my comrades."
>I turn around, and begin to follow Sparky. >Wonder what we're gonna get for this. >Besides revenge. >That's always good. >Or not, in some cases. >Whatever. >>16722655 >I raise an eyebrow. "Reminds me of the bug nest me and a couple others took care of. Should be easy enough."
Tiachuawonga !!IAUVPhUzTBj
>>16722547 "Spawk spawk fren tu nao!"
>pulling his hat down tightly on his head >>16722655 "Yah! Go bangy bang bang wit shinu gun ting!"
>unholstering his golden Deagle and waving it around in the air >safety off >>16722725 >giving one more pat on Old Horn's leg, and hustling over to Dante >slapping his ass "Jus rike da' k! E-z!"
>worming his way beside Sparky, running his finger along his pucker again "Aw dun be jerous... res go k'!"
Jamal Ratchet !NiGGERCBwo
>>16722547 >wtf is this shit >skeptically take the new joint "I still don' fogive yoo fo' goin through all of muh last one, dis better be good."
>light it up and tentatively smoke it >still not as good as the last joint "So, we killin stuff now?"
>I just wanna beat something right now Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16712102 >Shrugging her wings up, Celestia contemplates on how possible a suit made of cake would be. >"Would it taste better, or look better? ..I'll have to think this over." >Dipping her head down, spiraling horn gleams with a snicker. "All you have to do is ask?"
>"I could use this, so easily.." >Licking her muzzle, the alicorn's head tilts up in thought. "Hmmm.. nah. Maybe later."
>Folding her wings on her side, Celestia nods, grinning. "Best crown ever. Thank you, Filth."
>You find her muzzle doesn't taste like cake. >It's actually more like iron or zinc. >Lightly armored eyebrows lifting, Chrysalis shakes her head up at the ceiling. "Not as good as cake, usually."
>Shaking her head with a brief chuckle, she waves you off with a forehoof. "Please, there is no need to bow. You are a knight, with all the responsibilities it holds. Oh? I look forward to it then."
>Tapping her hoof on the throne, the Queen rolls her eyes over. "I would rather you not, the Crystal ponies are.. reluctant to see such a thing. I plan on doing so with Cadence, perhaps Luna too, if those two would ever stop their infighting."
>Smiling widely, the Queen of the Changelings chuckles mirthfully, leaning in close to whisper. "Perhaps you should take your silver tongue and charm my sister with it. It does appear that she could use a boost of confidence."
>Sitting back, three-toned eyes glisten for a moment, nodding. "Yes, I did. Though.. I do not know which of them took it, though I will find it."
>"I am not surprised though, it is hard to keep much safe from the Vanguards." >Eyebrows raising, Chrysalis tilts her head to the side, a smile spreading slowly. >Celestia opens her mouth, shaking against your hand. "Mrrrfffffff!"
>"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" >Leaning her head in close to the light grey alicorn, eyebrows lift and lower. >"Sister?" >"W-what?!" >"Not.. sorry." >Brushing your hand away, the Queen flashes a quick grin before locking her lips to Celestia's, pulling free a moment later.
>>16722655 >>16722725 >>16722792 "I have no idea what you are talking about."
>Sparky said with a soft snort. >The kriss brought from the side and cradled in front of the Pred-elk. >You smoke some sheet you don remember smokin before. >Tastes "meh" doo. >The forest of giant trees was dead silent, every surface covered in a sheen of ice. "Dark and cold, why would father want to keep this place clean?"
>"Did my kin and myself really live our lives out here in ignorance?" >Stopping after several minutes of guiding the group, Sparky looks back and motions to some frozen over dead bushes. >A large burning hole was 500 yards ahead of the group, an oppressive lightshow of reds and orange plastering the surrounding area in its glow. >A wall of steam wafted around the opening to the Efirates nest for about 200 yards; flickers of differing red hues floated about in there. >Efirates. >The wooden tendril took a tighter grip as a small snarl escaped the Pre-elk. "So what is your plan, Operators?"
>>16722869 >>16723081 >>You smoke some sheet you don remember smokin before. >>Tastes "meh" doo. Tiachuawonga !!IAUVPhUzTBj
>>16723081 "COCAINE!"
Vietnamese Bag(Basic)
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Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16723081 >Oh shit niger. OP time. >Just remembered Tia's here. >Gas mask on. Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Wed 12 Mar 2014 03:07:10 No. 16723238 Report >>16723081 >I sit down, and set up my MG on a fallen log that's nearby. >I check the sight, and ammunition belt. >I look over to Sparky. "It's simple, really. We're at range, we take advantage of it."
>I take a couple deep breaths and clear my mind, aiming down the sight. "Let's take these fucks out."
FOMT Applied!
[1d6+1]< Lead By Example!
>I slowly squeeze the trigger, letting of a staccato of rounds. [1d6+8]<M. Heavy Weapons + FOMT + LBE + Bipod + Leadership
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Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16723081 >>16723178 >Jeff sets up hi mk46 on a fallen tree aiming at the nest entrance. "Well, a turkey shoot worked well last time. Let's do it again!"
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>He sets his sights for the 500m distance and lets a burst go. [1d6+9] <E.LMG/E.Ranger/Bipod/Dante'sShit+5/Leadership+1
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Jamal Ratchet !NiGGERCBwo
>>16723081 >>16723099 >>16723167 >meh >wats this foo' talkin bout >ignore him and start picking muh nose >oh shit das on fire "Sheeeit, we might have to git ready to run crackas!"
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>gots to shoot now "BLAT BLAT GOES DA GAT!"
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>>16723167 >Sparky's eyes widen, their muzzle twitching sporadically. >Shaking their head, they bring the Kriss away from their chest. >Held out in front of them with several string wooden tendrils, Sparky's eyes narrow as a spark of recognition goes through their mind. >With a thought, a tendril tip squeezes down on the trigger and fire off into the fog. [1d6+7] untrained small-arms
>>16723238 >The Pred-elk blinks rapidly in response. >The gunfire breaks the silence of the forest for miles around as bullets shoot into the steam. >Howls of surprise and pain rack the mist as Efirates are caught by surprise from the attack. >(4 dead) >>16723295 >Your gun extinguishes fiery lights in the misty wall surrounding the entrance. >(5 dead) >>16723367 >Yo gun go and make a hussy ass fire doge go die. >(1 dead) >After the shock of the attack has subsided, roaring and howls for bloodshed smothers the gunfire of the Operators. >Breaking out of the wall of mist were two green Efirates. >Spotting the flash of the Operators guns they roar vomit out sickly fireballs towards the bushes. #1 green Efirate
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>With this, the hordes of the fiery monster come rushing out of the mist, covering 50 yards in seconds. Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Wed 12 Mar 2014 03:49:54 No. 16723936 Report >>16723785 >I snap my vision towards the green efirates. >Oh shit, it looks like these guys mean business. >I brace myself for the impact of the Fireballs. [1d6+3]<U. Block + Killing Pace +3DR suit - 1 Amphetamines
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>I swing my MG towards the new efirates. >I pull the trigger on the closest. FOMT Applied x2!
#1 Green Efirate targeted!
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Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16723785 >Jeff looks at the incoming fireballs. "Ah hell, incoming!"
>Looks to the small vietamese drug, dealer, grabbing him by his straggly shoulder. "You're with me!"
>The Ranger lifts his lmg up and bolts out of the incoming fireballs, taking Tia with him. [1d6+1] <Speed/Leadership+1
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>Jeff releases, Tia, reseting on a new log. *"Damn. Those ones look like from the last time!"*
>He takes a moment to scan a green efirate. [1d6] <Analyze
>And fires on efirate number 2, Dante already firing on the first. [1d6+9] <E.LMG/E.Ranger/Bipod/Dante'sShit+5/Leadership+2/MovPenalty-1
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Tiachuawonga !!IAUVPhUzTBj
>>16723785 "SUM NI HAO WA!!"
>firing the Deagle from over Jeff's shoulder at the first Green Efirate Small Arms(Basic)+Drug Lord/FMOT/LbE/Ranger
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Jamal Ratchet !NiGGERCBwo
>>16723367 >>16723785 >OH SHIT IT'S RAININ FIRE >I NIGGERIN OUTTA DA WAY OF DESE! "WATCH YO' SELVES!"
>nigger dance my way around all the fireballs [1d6+4]a nigger
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>can't hit this nigga! >now to fight back! >hold gun sideways and fire at the efirate jeff shot at [1d6+8]muh gat (remembered the nat. +1 this time
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>can't do nuffin to a brutha Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16723002 >Chuckling, the jihadi smiles nervously as he rubs his face in embarrassment “Sorry. Thank you again for knighting me, Bugfriend.”
“We look forward to it also, friend.”
>Laughing heartily, he shakes his head, staring at the Queen hesitantly “Too much quack for them, oh well.”
“Cadence, Luna? I’m sorry for asking, but what is the problem between the two?”
>Narrowing his eyes in thought, he runs a hand across his chin “Sunbro and myself will be leaving for Crystal kingdom. Any suggestions? Regards you’d like for me to send?
>Nodding, the jihadi agrees with the Queens words, smiling brightly “I will, friend... She deserves it after all. The sun wills it!”
“She is my best friend, I’d do anything to make her a happy sunbru.”
>Recoiling, the jihadi raises an eyebrow and tilts his head at the Queen “It was stolen? Well if you ever need another one, just ask.”
>Snickering, he stares on as he watches his Sunfriend squirm underneath his hand >”Aaaah!” >”I’m not sorry!” >Watching the Queen approach, his eyes widen at the sight as his grin widens, laughing “Kissu kissu.”
>Raising an eyebrow as they break free from each other, he sweats nervously as he stares at his Sunfriend “I’m your sun and you certainly got a rise from me.”
“How was it? Did thine use their tongue?”
>”She’ll kill me for this.” >Leaning in, the jihadi whispers into Sunfriends’ ear “I’ll make it up to you. Just ask what you want and I’ll do it.”
>”Something terrible.” >Sighing, the he waves a hand at the Queen and smacks his lips “Thank you, friend. But I’m afraid we must head off. Celly can kissu you more later.”
>Rummaging through his bag, he approaches the Queen and puts a chocolate bar into her mouth “No talk, chew."
>Jumping on his Sunbros’ back, he puts his helmet on and waves his hands into the air “Now let us ride, my glorious, ever marvelous steed! Let our quacks be heard!”
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>Jumping back from the bark of the Kriss, Sparky saw the fire balls and continued to leap away. [1d6+6] evade
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>Stomping in the snow, the Pred-elk lowers their head down and aims their antlers at the onrushing Efirate host with the Kriss was plced to their side again. >LIGHTNING BUILD UP. >>16723936 >The green fire burns around you and destroys the bush cover, making you easy to spot for the rest of the nest. >Apart from getting a sauna session out of it, you got no damage from it. >Bringing your heavy weapon to bare, you bring a hail of lead towards the first green maned. >The impacts blow chunks off it and send it toppling over back into the mist. (16/100HP) >>16724046 >Duck and rolling, you barely get out of there with your passenger on your back. >The screen on your tacpad shows a rotating image of a green maned Efirate. >100HP >Fiery vomit 3x[1d6] >Bloated stomach full of fermented meat which it vomited out with powerful glads in the neck, propelling the meat towards their targets. >Combustion happens when the fluids soaking the meat meet the on rushing air, blowing the flesh up in a ball of fiery green. >Just like every other Efirate they have huge paws and long sharp claws. >White maned Efirates have this ability, only stronger. >Your firepower sends the second green mane to the ground, slumping as its form is blown and ripped apart. (35/100HP) INCAPACITATED >>16724097 >You send pieces of flaming giblets around the downed Efirate. (6/100HP) >>16724134 >And with this the Efirate was put out of its misery. (-13/100HP) VAPORIZED >The horde of fire and claws closes the distance as their larger kin are brought down, bringing themselves 100 yards closer. >A blue flame can be seen in the mist. Tiachuawonga !!IAUVPhUzTBj
>>16724538 >waving the pistol >screaming into the mist "TIA HAET YU!"
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Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Wed 12 Mar 2014 04:31:58 No. 16724630 Report >>16724538 >HAHA! >That's what the fucker gets! >Wait...the target is lost now. >Shet. >Oh well. >I know where they are. >I aim down my MG and... >Oh shit, Blue Efirate! >Warning signs have been seen. >I shout above the din. "GUYS, SHOOT THE BLUE FLAME!!!"
FOMT Applied!
>I aim down my sight, and line up the shot. [1d6+10]<M. Heavy Weapons + KP + LBE + FOMT + Bipod + Leadership
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Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16714322 >Brushing the flap out of the way, the Cultist turns his head, freezing at the small creature passing by. >Quickly stepping in, hands ball up, convulsing silently. >"THEY'RE NOT REAL THEY'RE NOT REAL THEY-" >Shaking off the hallucinations, Corsen lifts his arms in a wide greeting. "Greetings! The hallucinations are rampant today. They seem to be getting more vivid as time goes on."
>Shaking his head, he pulls the thermals up to stare around the makeshift center. "I do have basic medical training, thus I am prepared to prevent my own overdoses."
>Pulling a canteen out of a large suit pocket, the Cultist uncaps it to take a sniff, frowning. "I desire to know where I am in relation to villages and cities nearby, if there are any."
>Taking a long draught, he rescrews the cap on and stuffs it away, folding his arms. >Shaking his head at the box, a thumb points at the large backpack. "The hallucinations are not that bad.. yet. I still have two full boxes or so, though I prefer not to use them on myself.
>Shrugging, the thermal is pulled off and dropped into a free pocket. "As well, the next time I am dragged into a clinic, relieve me of my launcher, if indeed that was you. A clinic is no place for weapons of war."
>Gesturing a hand over the table, Corsen nods. "I lack the knowhow to read maps. Would you do the favor of explaining this.. land to me?"
>Eyeing the cot, woodstove, and cleaned out shelves, he nods slightly. >"I must ask if the one that inhabited this one has left, perhaps I can make use of it.. unless that CREATURE lives here.." Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Wed 12 Mar 2014 04:33:51 No. 16724668 Report >>16724630 >I shout at the beasts approaching. "I SHREDDED YOUR COMRADES! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU HAVE A CHANCE!?!?"
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Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16724538 >Nodding in satisfaction at both efirates going down. >But notices the blue flame in the mist. *"Great! Blue efirate! Anyone got eyes on it?"*
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>Jeff throws on his thermals quickly, attempting to see the toughest creature. [1d6+1] <E.Perception/E.Ranger
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>Though it's in the mist, he attempts a scan, regardless. [1d6] <Analyze
>He notices as Dante already open fires on the blue one. *"I'll continue on the orange ones!"*
>Now completely readied, he sweeps the orange efirates. [1d6+10] <E.LMG/E.Ranger/Bipod/Dante'sShit+5/Leadership+2
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Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16715251 >Taking a step back, Naliyna shakes her head, sighing in mock exasperation. "But you don't carry anything! Everything we've used is in my pack!"
>Giggling to herself, she tilts her head up, beaming. >Nosing your hand for a moment, she turns about to grab her lightened pack off the table, slinging it on. "I didn't see a name there, but it's probably because most of the really good materials come from the Moors. Which I should probably buy a bit of to sell in the Empire."
>Shuffling it back on, she spins around, nearly bumping into you. >Wiggling from the ticklish spots, the scarred Crystal mare's eyebrows lift in mock astonishment. "How would you know them? Unless you've been looking!"
>Poking your hand with her nose before you stand, Naliyna glances around the room with a frown. >"Where's Lin and Fynri?" >Shrugging, she trots out after you, humming a new, experimental tune. >Taking a step onto the ice, ruby eyes snap wide open. >Snapping her head around to the pack, she snags a small pouch and hurtles it at you. >Unbalancing herself to tip onto the ice, the fuchsia mare stares sideways, blankly, at you. "I keep forgetting that I don't feel pain. ..I'll get my shoes, be right back, eyugh!"
>Picking herself up with a chortle, Naliyna turns around very, very slowly, sliding in. >Grabbing her ponyshoes from the locker and affixing them to her hooves, she clicks her tongue several times, lifted up. >Skating out and closing the door, she rolls her eyes theatrically. "Okay, NOW let's go! ..uh.. what no-"
>A streak of fire follows a green and pink blur passes by her nose, recoiling. "YOU CAN'T CATCH ME IF YOU WANT!"
"I'M GOING TO POKE EVERY ONE OF YOUR FEATHERS INTO THE SNOW!"
"HAHAHAH YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A RUNTY LEGGED SEAGULL!"
>Staring blankly, again, Naliyna's muzzle pulls back in disdain. "Let's.. just go before this gets weirder.."
>>16718483 >Risk's green eye returns, inverting in confusion. >'Then what are you Hunting for?' >'Would another know of it?' Mike Pikeman !Pike.DOqGk
>Man, the trip to Razorback was really worth it this time around. >Snooping around in the armory, you found yourself a nearly pristine MG42. >Now THIS would have been a war trophy. >Would still literally kill for a Luger, though. >As you're leaving the armory, you find a spot and sit down with the buzzsaw to inspect it a bit further.
Jamal Ratchet !NiGGERCBwo
>>16724538 >aawwww yeah, iced dat mofuggah >do a little nigger jig "Fuck yeah! bitch-ass mofuggin deer shit be ded! We crush them once dey get here."
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>welp, don't know what else to do >guess I'll keep shooting [1d6+8]muh gat
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Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16709246 >Rumbling from my slumber >Am warm >Can I just not get up today >God dammit >Slip my way out of the burrito as slowly as I needed to not wake Claren up >My pony cocoon >Hue >Take care of whatever I think needed taken care of in the garden >Then heading downstairs and into the sitting room checking on the unicorn snoozing in there >Deadly kind of cute >but sleeping pone will always be cute >Still deadly though >oh well >Walk on past the bar and unlock the door >head outside and pull my lighter and pack >Light one up >And take a looky see around for anything interesting. >Hmmm >Maybe I should send Kraut that schematic >Another inhale >Ehh >Later.
+3 for FOMT (dante), +2 1d6 to evasion rolls/+1 damage taken (tia), +2 ranged +1 speed (jeff), +1 speed +1 melee(jamal)
>Swiveling their eyes to look at the Efirate menace, Sparky grimaces as they feel the electrical charge build up within their body. +6 TO LIGHTNING SHOCK
>>16724599 >Bang bang bang into the mist it goes, taking away an eye and a toe. >From an unfortunate red one. (13/20HP) >>16724630 >Bullets cut through the mist wall and over the red and orange Efirates, peppering the blue maned in lead. (124/200HP) >>16724668 >The onrushing horde stops dead in their tracks and pile into each other at a distance of 200 yards from where the Operators were. >HORDE STUNNED FOR TWO TURNS! >>16724789 >You catch sight of the blue maned stomping out from the mist, breaching it. >It was covered in bullet wounds thanks to Dante. >Looking through your thermals you see the there was only the blue maned, which was currently bashing and cutting its way through the pups and welps to get to you. >>16724841 >You cap the ass of a single red welp as it was being pushed forward by the rest of the monsters. (-1/20HP) Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Wed 12 Mar 2014 05:05:33 No. 16725189 Report >>16725110 >I smile as the rounds strike home. >Wait... >My nearly intelligible shouting WORKED?! >Fuck yeah. >I chuckle, and take my MG, aim down the sight, and send more hot lead downrange. >I depress the trigger... [1d6+10]<M. Heavy Weapons + KP + LBE + FOMT + Bipod + Leadership
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Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16725110 >Cutting four more of the orange ones down, Jeff switches to the blue efirate with Dante. >He concentrates all fire onto the blue-maned beast. [1d6+10] <E.LMG/E.Ranger/Bipod/Dante'sShit+5/Leadership+2
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Tiachuawonga !!IAUVPhUzTBj
>>16725110 >following up the shots with screams of incoherent vietnamese rage Intimidate(Basic)+LBE/Drug Lord
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Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16724658 >Tossing the box of syrettes back into his back, Hollow jazz handed in the general direction of Corsen "A medic with a drug addiction and a propensity for hallucinating! Par for the course at this point."
>Realizing his horrible mistake and immediately bashing his head against the side of one of the bookcases, Hollow turned shakily to Corsen "Tipper probably would've skewered me, literally. I'll remember that next time."
>Collecting himself and grabbing one of his own bottles of painkillers and knocking some back, Hollow strolls up to the center table and sorts through the map >Coming upon a decent map of Equestria, Hollow spreads it out >Pointing at the location of the Fortress in the Everfree, Hollow prepares for another mental breakdown "Well...good thing is that you've managed to come to terms...somewhat...with the fact you've died and ended up in another world fairly quickly. This here...is our current location, Razorback Fortress, which is inside a continent spanning forest called the Everfree. By the way, I don't recommend going out into the woods, not exactly New York Central Park kind of forest here...if...your world even has a New York...nevermind."
>Coughing, and gathering his train of thought again, Hollow moves his finger to Canterlot, the current location of Las Pegasus, and Stalliongrad "This city located on the side of a mountain is Canterlot, capital of the country of Equestria, where we currently reside. This area here, is the current location of the floating city, Las Pegasus. And this is the industrial city of Stalliongrad. These are the three biggest and most important cities in Equestria at the moment. And yes, I am aware of the horse related puns. We don't talk about them."
Jamal Ratchet !NiGGERCBwo
>>16725110 >and there goes another one >I'z on a roll today >begin whoopin and hollering in the scariest manner I can a try to be [1d6+3]intimidation
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>stupid horde needs to die Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16725449 >Smiling wryly and moving across the map again, Hollow points to the Gryphon Vale border, the Order lands, and the last few important locations "This is the border to the Gryphon Vale, which as you may have ascertained, is the gryphon kingdom. Yes, gryphons are real. Stop spazzing. These over here, are the lands controlled by The Order, another group of ponies. I...don't really know all that much about them. Alright, what else...ah! This area here is the personal retreat of Princess Luna, the current acting ruler of Equestria, and yes, Princess isn't technically the correct title but cultural differences yada yada yada whatever. Uh...this beach here is where the Ferron clan are living, that's a raider clan we know, kinda Robin Hood-esque. This here is the Crystal Empire, and no I am not sure of how that works politically, but that's the home of the Crystal Ponies. This is The Hive, home of the changelings. Think...bugponies. That can change how they look. I don't really get it either. Those are The Moors, home of the batponies, that over there is the Dragonspine Mountains...that's about it."
>Taking a deep breath and exhaling, Hollow pointed in the general direction of the pagoda "You notice that thing in the pagoda? The stone thing? That's the Portal Stone, which allows instantaneous travel to any other Portal Stone. With exceptions. We also have a train. Alright, that was Hollow's Lesson on Equestria, I hope you enjoyed!"
>Smiling pleasantly, Hollow pats Corsen on the back and hops on the table, staring him down >And waiting for the spaz attack
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>Sparky starts to hum absentmindedly to themselves to tune out the roaring, gunfire and the increasing charge in their ears. +8 TO LIGHTNING SHOCK
>>16725189 >>16725246 >Both of your weaponry send a hail of death and destruction towards the Efirate host. >The blue maned one, stuck trying to get through to the Operators was cut down along with one unlucky welp climbing its back. (-20/200HP) VAPORIZED >>16725393 >You gookenese rage makes the already frightened red and orange horde reel back, the whole group now turning in on itself to go anywhere but here. >>16725491 >With your nigger tongue you finally break their group morale and send them running back towards the mist, each one trampling, getting trampled to get to safety. >You literally blow an asshole off a pup as it ran with its fiery tail between its legs, making to fall in mid flight and get crushed to death by its panicking kin. >Letting out a low growl, Sparking Fleur watches as the horde retreated. >Rearing up onto their hindlegs, the Pred-elk lets out a bellowing shriek as it discharges a powerful bolt of stored lightning at the fleeing beasts. [1d6+18] master lightning shock+buffs+antlers x2
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>The bolt of pure energy cuts through the air, making the hairs across the bodies of the Operators stand on end. >Huffing, Sparky dips their head in fatigue as the Efirates rush into the blazing inferno that was the nests entrance. Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Wed 12 Mar 2014 05:54:44 No. 16725781 Report >>16725737 >HAHA! "You have been routed, assholes!"
>I aim down my sight, and fire the last bit of ammunition in my belt. [1d6+10]<M. Heavy Weapons + KP + LBE + FOMT + Bipod + Leadership
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Jamal Ratchet !NiGGERCBwo
>>16725737 >hah, dey gone >wave muh gat in the air and shoot at random "Fuckin pussy-ass bitch-nigga, coward crackas can't handle us now bois!"
>drink some purple drank in celebration >back to life as usual I guess Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16725737 >As the blue efirate drops, and the remaining run back into the nest, Jeff displaces his lmg and allows it to swing freely for a moment as he dusts his hands off. "I don't know about the rest of you, but that turned out rather well."
>He looks over to Sparky, nodding as the predelk's attack dissipates. "I think were done here, for now. Care to teleport us back now?"
Tiachuawonga !!IAUVPhUzTBj
>>16725737 >waving the Deagle again in air "HA HA SIRRY YEU TINH!!!!"
>the tingling sensation causing his hair to stand on end "HORY SHET!"
>hopping on Sparky's back, slapping 'is rear "YU ZAPPY ZAP TINGS GU' NE' FREN!"
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16712102 >Muttering in irritation, Spiral points a hoof upwards, frost shards spiking off it. "I think I know why the ice for- please, no puns.. enough of those and one of the forms will become a batpony. Yes, I did."
>Rubbing his chin in thought, he nods slowly. "Easily done, wouldn't take me more than three minutes to create a bunch."
>Shaking his head negatively, the elemental jumps across to the magitek furnace table, calling several ingots of steel in. "It wouldn't be difficult for Kraut to rig it up, now that the transmitter, booster, and receiver units are all in place."
>Waiting for the mass to liquify, Spiral sticks his head out the furnace with a grin. "Some of you keep forgetting I don't have hands. I can copy certain items, like Thrill's pistol, but that's really the extent of it."
>Teleporting in several sets of boots, they're compared to make a universal layout. >Sheaving off multiple sets of steel in small plates to hold chains in place facing downwards, he hardens each one individually. >Forming rapid chain links and stretching one out for a rough guide, one set is attached to the bottom of each sized boot. >Nodding, several hundred small spikes are created and melded to each set of chains, checked again to ensure they don't reverse course. >Satisfied, the entire collection is hardened, the Marquis stepping out of the furnace and closing it for a bit. [1d6] <Basic Magitek
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>>16715419 >Taking out multiple sets and leaving them to hang in the air to cool, Spiral calls back from inside the furnace. "Should be easy enough to do. I can miniaturize quite well now, actually."
>Scraping off a chunk of iron, cold blue eyes stare at it. "A crest? Hm, easy. Oh, that.. the ice form was researching it."
Biohazard Bordavich !STDs2NSOmI
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Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16720334 >>16715419 >Scraping the rest of the globs off the insides, Spiral jumps out, turning to face the core with a groan. "Pessimistic little shit, obviously it WON'T last forever!"
>Turning about as Jeff leaves, Spiral blinks, then whips his head around, snarling. "You colossal fuckup! They could've used these!"
>Kicking the door closed, something is teleported inside, sitting down and pulling a cigar to him. >A muffled detonation happens less than a minute later, the Marquis puffing with a feral grin. "Stuff it. Now, where was I.. helmet."
>Lifting the drawing up, the door is opened. "Hrm.. should be able to make this pretty easily."
>Tossing in a couple chunks of steel and a titanium rattle, Spiral glances around for the hammer. >Finding it under the grating, he sighs, pulling it free. "Stop. STOP."
>Coalescing the mass and softening it, a bowl is formed for the skull portion, sloped down with the hammer on the rounded side of the anvil. >Fashioning the visor and pivot from alloyed titanium, Spiral pauses, staring up at the furnace. "That small.. hrm."
>Bringing a tungsten scale in and reshaping for the crest, it's melded to the front of the cut away bowl. >Hardening and imbuing the helmet, a chin rest is made for the mask, two holes shaved out and aligned. >Taking the gas mask and stripping down all but the required functions, the framework is melded into the front of the helmet and tested for suction. >Miniaturizing the thermal and shifting it's functional plate to your preferred eye, the other is covered with a hardened diamond sheet. "Just in case you want to replace it with something else."
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>Setting the helmet out to cool, Spiral taps the ash off the cigar. "Well, it's going to be heavy, so, be careful."
Biohazard Bordavich !STDs2NSOmI
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>>16726384 >The time is a good time. >You risen from the bed of the operator known as Vick. >Having claimed the undercarriage of it as your nest, it is now yours for the homemaking. >It started with you furiously masturbating on top of it. [1d6] E. Melee (masturbation)
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>Afterwards, you headed for the messhall to get your favorite bowl of Herpes and a fresh glass of The Clap. "Mmmmmm, herpes."
>Life is good as a perfect human born of mutation. >As you enter, you discreetly head for the back and grab the necessary materials for serving yourself the most important meal of the day. >Your suit on the outside is completely free of any sign of the mutation you are so proud of. >Hiding from the doctors is an awful business. >Sitting down at a table, you begin to enjoy your meal. J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>>16724809 >crouching outside the armory >"I had been looking for a presence here in base. It comes and goes... can't place my finger on it. It irks me." >shrugging, leaning into the building >"Like here less everyday." Gas Man !xIArPraIsE
>Well, there's not much going on at the moment is there? Worm attack yesterday, and a group headed out into the woods earlier, but now it's quiet. Well, let's make the most of this downtime. >Gas Man packs everything up in his customary manner, and heads outside to make the quick walk to the library. Stepping inside, Gas Man begins browsing the reference materials. >I know platinum was useful back on my world, but I've never heard of black platinum. What do these ponies and such use it for? It's obviously pretty, but does it have any useful properties? If it does, I can make sure somebody with a use for it ends up with it. >Also, since I'm here, I better see if there's ANY mention of what to do about an annoying and unwanted sentience on your possessions...
Mike Pikeman !Pike.DOqGk
>>16724836 >After ensuring everything was in one piece, you place the German deathmachine on your shoulder and head back to Las Pegasus. >Dropping the machine gun off in your room, you decide to look around for Lucky. >The search ends when you find her in the auction house. >You hastily step up to her and put a kiss on her lips. >It's a strange feeling that you're coming to love. Anonymous
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16724512 >The Queen sits back with a terrible grin, Celestia reeling to the side, coughing. "I would have, though perhaps I would have received a much worse reception. By the way, Cadence and Luna have always had.. difficulties. I will find it, do not worry."
>"Likely one of them has it stored somewhere.." >Shaking her head rapidly, the alicorn turns an eye to you, twitching. "Oh I will ask you to do something.."
>"Something terrible." >Chrysalis chuckles lightly, dipping her head. "Indeed, and perhaps we shall."
>Taking the bar, lightly armored eyebrows lift. "Mmfm."
>Waving a wing silently at you, the Queen of the Changelings drops a rapid wink to a light grey eye. "Come back soon!"
>"Now now, I am not the -other- sister." >Muttering darkly, the alicorn turns about, shifting in the saddle. >Making a half-hearted quack, Celestia sighs, turning to canter out of the throne room. >Standing on the portal stone, she turns her head up and around, giving you a look. "Not a word."
>Tapping the runes for the Fortress, Celestia groans internally. >"SOMETHING SO TERRIBLE!" >Dropping into the pagoda, the alicorn stares numbly at the layer of ice covering the ground. "..the freeze."
>Glancing down to her hooves, Celestia slumps her shoulders forwards. "I can't even create a float enchantment for myself yet, and.. already the freeze is here."
>Glancing up over the pagoda, she heaves a sigh. "This is going to be difficult."
>>16725781 >>16725859 >>16725905 >>16725858 >The Operators combined efforts along with Sparky drive the Efirates deep into the fiery nest. >Four ents created by Oldhorn stomp past the group and begin to hurl and drop boulders and packed iced down into the hellgate, burying the this entrance to the surface permanently. >Guiding the Operators back to their father, Oldhorn gives his thanks before giving the group a poach of powered herbs. "I will return to your fortress and return this....weapon to where it goes to."
>Looking back up to Oldhorn, he nods in response with a tired smile. >With a final pat on their head, Oldhorn sends Sparking Fleur and the Operators back to the fortress. Jeff, Dante 1XP and Tia, Jamal 3XP
>The Operators for not shooting Sparking Fleur on sight. >Tia finger Sparky's puckered anus. >Everyone contributing with buff-ups. >27 Efirates killed, many more wounded. >1 blue maned killed. >2 green maned killed. >The green maned put down instantly. >The Efirate horde brought to a halt by Dante's fearfactor. >Tia and Jamal combining into the great GookaNigger to scare the shit out of the monster and send them fleeing. >Everyone taking shots at the Blue maned. >Sparking Fleur for being able to charge up to +8 in lightning shock. >No one discovering Sparking Fleur's gender. >Walking back into the fortress, the armoured Pred-elk breaks through the iced over snow and begins to explore the Fortress and find where the Kriss tha was still at its side with wooden tendrils holding it firmly should go. Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16727016 >Back in the Fortress, Jeff heads back towards the Armory. >Entering, and heading towards the workshop, he looks over at Spiral. "Spiral, Lont. Ended up being another nest of efirates requested by Old Horn. We cleared them out fine."
>As Jeff heads back to the locker full of extra items, deciding to sift through it again, he finds a black Desert Eagle. "Hey. I didn't see you in here before.."
>Checking to make sure it was still functional, Jeff grabs the two lone magazines for the large pistol. "Hmm.. always wanted one of these.."
>He decides to store it in his personal locker with his m9, ghille suit, and... vibrator; claiming it purely for novelty. >Before he heads out, Jeff notices a large pile of boot spikes next to the furnace. "Hey alright. These are all good to go?"
>He grabs a pair of spikes, deciding not to put them on until he's back outside. "I'll put these on the board, in case anyone takes a look at it. I'll send a general message out, too."
>The Ranger waves the two off, stopping just outside of the Armory. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16725449 >>16725576 >Stepping to the table, the Cultist sits on a corner with a brief nod. "The abominations and gods I have seen, killed, dismembered, eaten, burnt, frozen, drop kicked, stabbed, shot, sent grenades into.. have taken their toll, but none have caused me as many hallucinations as here."
>"Possibly." >Grimacing under the mask, green eyes turn upwards with a silent prayer to new gods. >"Let not the doctors find one of their own wanting!" "It would be appreciated."
>Leaning over to check the map, Corsen stifles a sigh, doing his best to keep stock of it. "I.. think that will take some time."
>Shrugging it off, hand snaking into the pouch again, the bottle of pills is popped open. >Just in case. "Other worlds? I have heard, but never experienced."
>Twitching at the equine names, one pill is downed. >Spasming at the gryphons, the Cultist tosses two back. "Bug.. ponies.."
>Staring at the bottle, he blinks slowly. "I'm going to need a LOT more of these."
>Pausing from throwing the bottle back, he stops, eyes narrowed. "Yes. It.. I've heard of similar systems, but none so quick. Often one returns missing an eye or liver, but such was trivial. Or temporary."
>Capping the bottle and tossing it back, he reaches into one of the black leg pouches, extracting the canteen and draining it. >Staggering to one of the couches, Corsen drops onto it, staring up. >And convulses. "THIS IS NOT EVERYTHING IS THE WORLD A LIE THEY'VE COME TO TRUTH-"
>Rocking back and forth for a bit, he settles, head held in his hands and slumped forwards. "I think it's over for now. I need to take a walk, though I thank you Hollow. This world will take much to adjust to."
>Standing up shakily, the Death Cultist walks out of the command center. >Strolling out and pausing, arms crossing behind his head and leaning back, green eyes turn.. >>16727016 >Freezing up, Corsen shakes in utter disbelief. "HOW COME THE HALLUCINATIONS ARE SO REAL?! THE GODS OF THIS WORLD ARE MORE MAD THAN I!"
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
2/2 *RADIO MESSAGE AND BULLETIN BOARD UPDATE* Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9 Wed 12 Mar 2014 07:55:01 No. 16727083 Report >>16727039 >He slips the spikes onto the soles of his boots, and tests them out on the ice. >'Hmm, firm grip. These are solid!' >Satisfied with the design, he heads over to the bulletin board to update it with several bits of information. >As he does, he activates his radio. *"Attention Razorack. If you haven't been outside yet, it's icy as all hell! Say hello to the 'Freeze.' Spiral has made boot spikes to keep us from breaking our asses open on the ground. Make sure to grab a pair before doing anything else."*
>Turning his radio OFF, Jeff finally arrives at the board. >He grabs a marker, and jots down several recent incidents. UPDATE
-Team sent to Stalliongrad to kill Marrowgrin: Sweet's handler.
-KILLED: Box in workshop. DO NOT TOUCH. CONTENTS DISABLE ALL ENCHANTMENTS, AND POSSIBLY MAGIC.
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-From Jeff
-Grand Stormwurm attacked southern wall. May return within 10-12 days.
-DO NOT USE LIGHTNING ON IT.
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-From Jeff
-Old Horn asked for our assistance again in clearing a group of efirates from another nest.
-Assistance may be requested again, in the future.
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-The 'Freeze' is here, for however long. The ground is going to be slippery.
-Head to the workshop and grab a pair of boot spikes to walk normally across the ice-covered snow.
-*Movement penalties will be added if not taken.*
>Board updated, Jeff nods and crunched on top of the ice toward the Mess Hall. >Entering, and kicking off any hitch-hiking ice, Jeff grabs something nice and hot to eat and sets down at a table. >As he eats, he pulls out the punmancy book from his pack, and opens it up to the next chapter he'd left off at.
>>16716019 >The grypthoness glances at Blackbeak and he returns it in kind. "Past history. That is all."
>>16722592 >Blackbeak nods, accepting his fate silently. >Getting up, Cu'Nir looks between the three and asks in a serious tone. "So, hoo has stuff to finish? Should ve vant to now or do you vant to get rested first?"
>She would rather have her hunters well fed and full of energy rather then them being tired and not being up to full performance. >Blackbeak just flicked his wings out in a shrug.
>>16726212 >>16726400 "Thank you Spiral, this will serve me greatly."
>He examines it as it cooled, wary of its touch. >Looking back at the marquis, he shrugs and walks around a bit. "My cape is a forlorn hope, only thing worth keeping it the fur around my neck and shoulders. Think you could make something that would give me protection from any and all forms of ranged attacks?"
>He said as he leaned against a table, looking into the furnace from a distance. Anonymous
>>16726960 >The jihadi deeply enjoyed his time in the Hive with his Best friend >”A shame we had to leave so early.” >Feeling bad for his Sunbro, he pats her on the neck and sighs >”That’s not the quack I wanted, but perhaps the quack I deserved.” “…quack."
>Resting against her neck, he continues patting “I’m sorry, Sunbro. You’re so pretty that I just wanted to see you smile.”
“Whatever you want, remember just ask.”
>Closing his eyes as they port to the fortress, the jihadi shivers form the cold >Glancing around the ground, he hugs the alicorn tightly to give each other warmth “We can practice once we get to our room, near the heat of the fireplace. Together.”
>Sighing, the jihadi rummages through his bag, pulling out his turban >Smiling warmly at the alicorn, he wraps the turban as a shemagh around her neck loosely, tying it so that it won’t fall off “Here, have this. I want you to have it.”
>Tilting his head, he smiles brightly and chuckles “It looks good on you. Such a pretty Sunbro.”
>Jumping off her back, he slips slightly but grasps onto the alicorn >Holding onto her side, he glances up at the alicorn, gesturing towards the pony barracks “We’ll hold each other on the way to the barracks, Sunbro.”
Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16727372 >Trotting through the Freeze effected snow, Sparky stops from what they were doing and blinks blue filled eyes at the Hu'um and the.... >It has a feeling It has seen that being before, or know of it. >Snorting, It stands there and watches the two with curiosity on It's face. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16724862 >Snapping a teal eye open, Mist Dancer watches the door close, staring from under the covers. >"What the.. ugh.. it's too damned early.." >Eyeing the amount of light from the bay window, she grunts, rolling over to stretch for a minute. >"..unless Claren likes the sun still.. which I highly doubt." >Rolling back over into the warm spot, the unicorn sighs, dropping off in clean blankety bliss. >>16726630 >Eyes opening in interest, Risk gazes across the courtyard. >'Suspicion is positive.' >'Paranoia is not.' >'I share your concerns J.' >'There is a strange scent in this surrounding.' >'If it is not one that is known I will find it.' >Eyes expanding, the spear warms with a faint hum, focusing into the Armory. [1d6] <Risk: Hunt Mode
>>16726649 >You discover black platinum is simply a rare color, and used for decorations. >While the initial estimate of it's value by Twisted seemed reasonable, it was considered to be a much finer replacement. >Shades of platinum beyond the norm commanded great deals of attention, specifically by craftsponies of the Moors, and could likely fetch nearly twice the General's estimate if sold in auction. >Sentience in weapons, while normally fairly placid or neutral, was a difficult aspect to remove in most cases. >The finer the grade of weapon or armor, the more difficult the process to repeal or remove the sentient semi- or demi- mind from. >Most of the terminology flies over your head, but you do catch a reference to the process of rephasing, which could be used to destroy the previous sentience and imbue a new one. >The chances of a negative sentience were much lower in this regard, though adverse effects were quite common regardless. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16726818 >Pausing from congratulating Lace Wing's competitor, Lucky turns to face you with a pleased grin, standing on tiphooves. >Pressing her lips to yours lightly, she rocks back on the float enchant with an enchanted laugh. "Feeling better today ey Pike? Not much of an auction tonight, just a bunch of silk vests, Kend and Tacit can handle that."
>Lifting her wing up for you to take, Lucky tilts her head, the right side of her muzzle pulling back in a wide smile. "Got something special for you, Meridian is setting up a little get together for us at a restaurant across the square. Feel up for a little celebration?"
>"Just hope he doesn't feel awkward about this.." >>16727039 >Nodding to you, the Marquis chews on the end of the cigar, eyebrows furrowed. "Efirates.. nasty little bastards. Larger they get, the stronger their sway over the rest of the herd. I've read a little about the largest ones, the individuals or pairs that start the infestations. You'd have to go into their lairs to root them out. If you do so, be careful."
>Drawing his sketchbook to him and marking off notes, he nods again to you, pointing a hoof at the pile. "Yes, there should be more than enough. I'll send one to each occupied room in a.. well, nevermind. They can come get them, won't be that hard either."
>Chuckling, he waves a hoof at you, studying the notes the ice form left. >>16727083 >Listening in from Stalliongrad, Mercy stares up at the ceiling with a sigh, wrapped in a blanket. >"Not good. I didn't bring my spiked boots." >Shaking her head sadly, the bright white pegasus stares across the table at the minotaur, smiling slightly. "It's.. nothing, just.. the wea.. weather is.. bad at ho-.. home. N-.. now, where.. was I?"
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16727213 >Snorting briefly, the elemental tears a page out, tossing it into the furnace. "You're welcome, though if you want to keep the weight down, you might want your armor float enchanted. The one I can do isn't effective on humans, sadly."
>Glancing up, blue eyes run over the cape for a moment. "Huh. That's.. Give me a minute."
>Opening the book to the first few pages, he scans through them, eyes hardening. >"I could swear Claren asked me this question before.." [1d6+7] <Expert Research
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>Setting it down again, he sits back, dragging on the cigar in contemplation. "It's possible to.. MAYBE, mind you, create a minor shield and adapt it to your armor, but I'd need.. an original shield rune from the Empire."
>Forelegs folded across his chest, Spiral shakes his head slowly. "Even if you do get one, I'd have to remove nearly all of it's strength just to allow you to even activate it. You remember what happened with the regeneration runes."
>>16727372 >Lifting her head and turning slightly, Celestia smiles slightly, reinvigorated. "Heh. Quack!"
>Shaking her head negatively, she takes several steps off the portal stone, tapping the ice with an ashen hoof. "No, no, I.. that was just.. very surprising. Coming from Chrysalis, I mean."
>Raising her head, she sighs at the ice. "I'll try to, but it might take me several hours. There may be winter clothes in the.. Armory, I think. That does sounds great right about now."
>Turning to face you, the light grey eye widens. "What ar.. oh."
>Shifting her neck against the cloth, Celestia smiles. "Thank you again, Filth."
>"For all you've done." >Free from the weight, she leans her head around to nudge you. "I appreciate it."
>Taking a deep breath, the light grey alicorn dips her head, slowly sliding towards the first sets of barracks. >>16727489 >Celestia turns an eye to the strange creature for several seconds, then refocuses on getting to the barracks, and the fireplace. >"Was that a.. hm. Can't be." Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16727097 "Nah,as I said,I'm good to go."
>While responding to Cu'Nir,I gather my stuff and rise from the table. "Just waiting for you."
Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16724809 >Nothing was broken. >Nothing was bruised. >Except for Collins' ego. >And his backside. >At least no-one had seen him. >Or no-pony. >No loud, whinnying laughter up from the tower. >And none of Mercy's hoofprints nearby. >If she was even here in the first place. >Struggling to gain some sort of stable position, the mercenary rolled over onto his hands and knees, belatedly aware of the thick sheets of ice covering the grounds of the fortress. >Scrabbling around for the float powder packet thrown at him, Collins' codec rang. >He allowed himself to swear loudly again before answering the call, lest whoever was on the other end get treated to an earful. >It was Jeff. >Advertising snow spikes for shoes. >Taking a finger away from his earpiece, Collins shut the codec off, mentally reminding himself to congratulate Jeff in person for his timely, helpful advice, otherwise he would surely suffered for it. >Maybe on the double date. >The design documents were scattered all around the ice, and it took the ex-MSF some time before he collected them, tucked under one arm whilst float dusting himself with the other. >Streaks of red and green zipped past. >Collins turned to Naliyna, rolling his eyes. "...D'you think they're getting restless?"
>Self-righted, tongue clicking and finally floating, the mercenary slowly skated towards the workshop, rubbing his sore posterior. >It didn't take long for Naliyna to slide on ahead. >But that was okay. Not like it was a race or anything. >Collins was going to take it easy, take it scenic, looking all around him and seeing- >Filth. >And a grey Alicorn. >Stepping out from the pagoda, headed to the pony barracks. >Collins nearly skidded to a halt right there. >Before they pushed through the doors of the workshop, the ex-MSF knelt down to Naliyna's ear, hushed. "...How many Alicorns are there in Equestria? Because I've just seen one behind us. And it sure as hell doesn't look like any of the princesses."
Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
>>16727097 >Ghost nodded, and replied with little more than a grunt. >The past. Ever the sensitive topic. Well, he should know. >Turning back to face the others, he smirked. "I'll try help keep it bearable, eh?"
>Looking around the group, Ghost spoke up. "After our run-in with the Wyverns? Hah, I'm not gonna be sleeping for a while, I'm ready to move out when everyone else is."
Mike Pikeman
>>16727753 >Her laughter brings a smile to your face. "Yeah, I'm doing a bit better. You shoulda seen what I found today just lying around in Razorback's armory!"
>She has no idea what horrendous machine you've picked up. >Might be better that she don't know what they've done to you and your fellow Americans. >Oh jeez, she's getting you more stuff. >Did she think you were really upset about not getting your pay? "Lucky, I really appreciate everything you've done for me. I don't need you all to do anything for me all the time like this. I didn't get paid because I died! Heh heh. Get it? They probably sent a bad news bearer to cheer up my family and give them my pay. But, if Em-Vee already has it set up... I guess it's always a good time to celebrate. Right?"
>>16729334 >>16731408 "Good to hear."
>Cu'Nir said plainly. >Walking out of the Inn with the huntsmaster as the lead, the Operators in the middle and Blackbeak bring up the rear, the four walk outside of the town. >Bring all to a halt, the Grypthoness clicks to Blackbeak and the two hunker down to allow the humans to climb on them. >With a sigh Blackbeak lifted his dark wings and did a running start to gain flight, while Cu'Nir just flapped her wings once and soared into the crisp night air. >Meeting up again the two Grypthons begin to fly off towards the lake at the centre of the Vale, fog growing thicker as it drew nearer. >Watching the two specks fly off into the distance from her vantage point on a castle wall Ri'Vahz chortles, her beak brought into a sly grin.
>>16727919 >Watching as the familiar being saunters off with the hu'um on her back, Sparky blinks and walks off to investigate other buildings. "This place is unnatural, like the weapon by my side. Why am I not disgusted by this place? Why am I not like Father Oldhorn?"
>The Pred-elk whispered to Itself as it skirted each building. >Barracks. >mess hall. >Workshop. >Clinic. >Arena. >All had odd sharp angles, and all were obviously not part of nature. >And yet were more compelling then despised. >Stopping at a distance at what It sees as a oddly smooth and cylindrical tree not made from wood, the Pred-elk looks up to the top, blue filled eyes blinks and narrowing to see what was up there. [1d6+3] perception
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Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16727919 >Smiling, the jihadi leads the alicorn slowly and carefully back to the pony barracks >Looking up at his friend, he pats her neck and tugs at the shemagh gently “You deserve it. It will treat you well, Sunfriend.”
>Staring at the strange creature, he raises an eyebrow and rummages through his bag >”What is that thing?” >Pulling out a chocolate bar, he unwraps it and tosses it towards the creature looking at them “Quack!”
>But he doesn’t stop there as he continues to stare back at the creature, he pulls out several more chocolate bars >Not even bothering to unwrap them as he pegs them towards the... whatever it is “Whatever you’re doing. Stop it.”
>Not even looking back, the jihadi hurries off with the alicorn “It frightens me. Even more so than the skeletons.”
>Gently guiding her back into the pony barracks, he helps lays her down near the fireplace, quickly lighting it >Patting her and running a hand across a wing, the jihadi exits the room and strolls towards the Armory >”Gotta go fast.” >Grabbing enough clothing or whatever for the both of them, he exits the armory >Stumbling around the base, the jihadi somehow becomes lost and trips over something in the courtyard >”How’d I get here?” >Getting back up, the jihadi digs through the snow to find a gnarled and destroyed human corpse >Scratching the back of his head in confusion, he begins rummaging through its belongings >After obtaining 12 cans of aussie beverage, two jars of australian piss and the faggots’ slouch hat, he grins “Shitcunt.”
>He heads back to his room, closing the door behind him, whistling happily >Tossing the clothing from the armory onto the alicorn, he smiles warmly >Giving out a tired yawn, he immediately slumps next to the sunbro, putting the slouch hat onto her head “Now you have a crown and a new hat!”
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16727753 >After finishing his food and looking through some more punny puns, Jeff cleans up his dishes and heads out of the Mess Hall. >He crunches back over to the Armory, wishing to clean his mk46 in the atmosphere. >It hasn't been cleaned since Marrowgrin, if he recalls. >Definitely needs to be taken care of and oiled. >>16730105 >As he approaches the building, he notices Thrill and Nalyina whispering to each other right outside. "Hey Thrill. Naylina. If you two aren't doing anything, want me to fill you in on what's happened since you've been gone? We almost declared you two MIA. I'm just going to clean my gun quick, inside."
>Entering the Armory, Jeff looks over at the regular inhabitants. >Spiral was finishing making something for Lont. "Hey Spiral, Lont. Nice helmet!"
>Jeff unclips his lmg from its sling, removes the box of ammo, and begins taking down the weapon into it's main part groups, taking out a nearby cleaning kit. Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16727075 >Staring deeply into Corsen's eyes, an eyebrow quirked "The fact that you make me feel sane is not a good one."
>Sighing, and watching him leave, Hollow counts down in his head >And rolls his eyes heartily at the screaming >I'll have to take matters into my own hands >Exiting quickly and walking up behind Corsen, Hollow flicked him on the back of the head "Stop calling them hallucinations, those are real. Go over to the workers building and find Bren, maybe she can help you learn to better understand them. Possibly physically!"
>Giggling silently, Hollow slipped, trudged and teleported his way through the snow and ice, back towards the Nest >Popping open the entrance, Hollow left it open for Vanil as he slid down the ramp >Hopping in and tossing his equipment back into it's usual spots, Hollow meandered into the growing room to tend to the plants >And possibly speak to them Gas Man !xIArPraIsE
>>16727584 >Interesting. Worth a loot in the Moors, huh? Guess I'll look into selling this off, or maybe trading it. >I'm going to have to ask Spiral about rephasing. Lefty's just crazy, but Righty's a bit... ugh. I'll have to see if it's worth the risk. As Gas Man finishes re-shelving his books, Jeff comes over the radio. It WAS slick outside, but he hadn't really noticed the cold though. Must be that frost wurm tongue. Well, I was going to have to go see Spiral about rephasing anyway, might as well do it now and get some shoe spikes. >As Gas Man slowly made his way across the skating rink of a courtyard, he paused and regarded the portal stone. I hope the freeze isn't this bad everywhere... Can't go checking without something to keep me from falling on my face though. Spikes first. >Passing through the fortress, Gas Man catches up on the bulletin board's latest posts and heads to the workshop. "Spiral, you have a minute? I need some of those shoe spikes, and I wanted to ask you about 'rephasing.' What exactly does that entail, and I read that it has some risks? Lefty is loud, but seems pretty incoherent. I don't mind it yet, actually. Righty is actively trying to start problems, though. It actually decided that fighting a pack of little drake thingies was a good time to try to disrupt my concentration."
>Gas Man glares down at the blade hanging off his belt. He shook his head as he returned to his train of thought. "Oh, and I did have one more question... I'm the only one who can hear them, right? I mean, I couldn't hear your hammer or forge when you reacted to them, but everybody on the Behemoth could hear it when it spoke. I'm assuming it's because we were in physical contact with the Behemoth, but I wasn't touching the tools?"
>>16727919 "An original shield rune from the empire?...."
>He shrugs. "Shouldn't be that hard, though I don't want to abuse my connections there."
>Shaking his head, grimaces slightly. "Yeah, but I take it the instead of me sprouting wooden needles out of my body it will be my armour digging into me or something similar."
>He looks at Spiral and gives him a nod with a smile. "That's all I want to get done for now, thanks again for the helm."
>>16735990 >Looking at Jeff, he nods. "Thanks, will come in handy in the near future for sure."
>He walks over to the where the snow boots were and dons on a pair for himself. "Efirates....Wouldn't mind fighting those."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16730105 >Nodding quickly, the Crystal mare watches them flit through the air. "I should probably tell Twisted not to do anything funny with two 'odd little birds', or she's going to be see Tipper."
>Sighing at the thought, she skates above the ice, one foreleg and rear leg pushing her along. >Spinning around close to the workshop, Naliyna stops, turning her head up. >Blinking quickly, she rocks back on her hooves, eyes narrowing. "Only three.. Chrysalis technically is but doesn't really look like it anymore, and the last sister is a silver earth pony, twice the height of Celestia.. named Silver."
>Grumbling slightly before nosing in, the fuchsia mare whispers, an eye flashing rapidly. "Let me know if it acts hostile, I can handle it if it's not a real alicorn."
>>16731869 >Grinning broadly on the right side of her muzzle, Lucky's eye narrows. "Something good, yeah? Just don't leave it in the middle of the hall, I had to tell Threx that your weapons aren't for sale."
>Rocking back on the float enchant, the black pegasus rolls her eye with an amused chuckle. "I pay fair, and when it's supposed to be paid, you know this. That's a little awkward I imagine, but.. i get what you mean."
>Nodding several times, she wraps her right wing around your left arm, emerald blades down, and pulls you out of the bar snickering. "Let's get to it then!"
>Dragging you across the market to the southern side, Lucky pauses in front of a bright blue, red, and green glass building, newly placed with closed in booths instead of rooms. "Vorja helped build this one."
>Ushering you inside, the marketeer stops upon seeing Meridian, leaning halfway out of a booth, then slides to her. >Whispering for several moments, she points into the lighted, covered booth at you, nodding. "Here we are!"
>>16732473 >A pair of bright hyacinth blue eyes stare down. >"What the shit is this?" >Twisted leans her head over the wood edge, diamondine teeth flashing a grin. "Sup."
Mike Pikeman !Pike.DOqGk
>>16738634 >Thinking of that hardass trying to get a hold of your weapons makes you chuckle. "He can take em, for all I care. Good luck figuring out how to not smash your thumb loading it though."
>After Lucky nearly pulls you to the ground with her haste, you pass through the market to a building you haven't seen before. >She brings you in and starts to whisper to Meridian Veil, whom you wave at after they point to you. >Wonder what they're saying. [1d6] E. Perception
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>>16734898 >Smiling at you, Celestia continues, shrugging off the strange looking creature. "Come on Filth, if nopony wanted it here, then it wouldn't be here."
>"Sort of like me.." >Snickering, she freezes on the ice close to the door, mane bristling. >"Skele.. tons!? N-n-nnnnnnno nononononono NO NO!" >Smacking the barracks door open and skittering in, the light grey alicorn darts into the room, landing in front of the fireplace, wide eyeed. >"I HATE SKELETONS!" >Muttering to herself until you return, Celestia lifts her head, shaking off the clothing. "These are supposed to be for you to wear."
>Rolling her eyes under the pile, a jacket covered wing drops around you, nudging the hat up with a smile. "I'll wear them both then."
>>16735990 >Naliyna blinks up at you, head tilting. "Well, I did read the bulletin board, unless there's more to it, but it sounds good."
>Sliding in and leaping up to the normal furnace, the Crystal mare sits in front of it, warming her hooves. >>16736351 >Snapping his head forwards, the Cultist rubs the back of his head, pointing at the predelk covered in tendrils and wood in his thermals. "The laws of physics and biology state that such creatures can't exis.. agh, all right, just this once.. wait. What? "
>Staring on for a minute, he turns to face the eastern wall, twitching. >Shrugging in his suit, Corsen turns to face the bulletin board, staring at it for several minutes. >Resisting the urge to snap, he sighs, stalking towards the workshop. >Entering, he ignores the impossible creatures, for once, and grabs a set of ice chains. >Fixing them to his boots, he hurtles out, not even bothering to close the door. >"THIS ISN'T HAPPENING THEY AREN'T REAL-" >Standing in front of the crew building, he sighs. >Opening the door and stepping inside, he closes it, then turns around.. >And freezes. >Tipper waves a hoof at you, then sets her chin on the edge of the bed, staring at the cocoon. "Not even going to ask about the new one."
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>>16737766 >Turning from Lont to you, Spiral chews on the end of the cigar, pointing to a pile next to the furnace. "Right there. You.. ugh."
>Smashing his face with a hoof, he shakes his head slowly. "It's basically trying to replace the sentience in weapons or armor. The risks are that failing to remove them properly could make them worse. It's very minor, however, but.. I'll get something to make sure THAT doesn't happen."
>Sitting back, forelegs fold unnaturally, lifting his shoulders in a shrug. "You and me, since I created them. Behemoth is.. different, that's a much larger, more complete sentience."
>Tapping his chin with a hoof, the cold blue unicorn shrugs again. "Actually, I think Behemoth is another being entirely, not a created sentience but a living one.Or formerly, I have no idea."
>>16738463 >Tapping the ash off the end of the cigar, Spiral turns an eye to you, chuckling. "Well when you find it, bring it here. I might be able to make two or three out of it."
>Suppressing a sigh, the Marquis leans his head over the edge of the table. "Worse, actually. You.. really don't want to know what would happen. Anyhow, have fun with that."
>Skittering around in the Armory, Sox darts from table to table, searching for the thing with the shiny gold lock. "Ooo~! To be a goldfish~ I would have to wish~ and be at tasty dish~ In the middle of th- huh?"
>Staring at the funky shaped.. thing, she rolls it over, grinning. "Yeeeessss!"
>Rolling the long tube into the center and packing boxes around it, she pokes the pile with a chortle. "Youuuu... shall be safe here until I can open you! MUHUFUFUHAHAA- okay that's enough of that."
>Dropping off and shoving open Alpha locker, the ocean blue rogue glares around. "Twisted and her damned traps, I'm going to make her sssssuuufffeerrr muhuhuahahahahaa- okay that's enough!"
>Shoving the door closed and scurrying out, she clicks her teeth three times, activating the float enchant, staring up blankly. "..what was I doing?"
>>16738634 >Craning her head up, Sparky tried to sniff up at the pair of eyes. >But to no avail. >Mostly due to the chocolate bars impaled on her antlers. >Blink. "Hello, who and what are you?"
>She said quietly, her words reaching the generals ears as clear as day. >"This being too seems familiar to me, why is everything here giving me this feeling of reminiscence?" Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
Another Time, Another Place Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0 Thu 13 Mar 2014 03:15:48 No. 16740983 Report >Through the cold winds of the Everfree, a light is rekindled in the far distance >A signal reaches out from across the Everfree, to the Fortress >The lantern gems on the pagoda lit up, and the Fortress made an announcement... >Runes on the portal stone flashed in sequence, setting up a connection >Flashing in completion, twin images of a strange mansion, and the dark forests of the Everfree mixing together
Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16732359 >I'm fucking flying. >Damn. >Take it easy,let's not panic here. >Soaring through the air,my fear started to be replaced with amazement. >Still couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. >Hanging on for dear life,I await our arrival to the lake. Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16740983 >Tilting his head to the side, he raises an eyebrow in confusion “For me to wear?”
>Stripping off all of his armour, clothing and falling next to her “I am beyond clothing, behold my nudeness!”
“Quack!”
>Flicking at her new hat, the jihadi grins and nods his head as he continues to pat the alicorn “They both look great on you, they really compliment your beauty.”
>Rolling on top of his sunbro, he wraps his arms around her, holding tightly >Hearing the sound of the fortress announcing something, he begins putting his armour and clothing back on “What was that?!”
>Glancing around the room, he shakes his head in fear as he hauls himself up >Jumping onto her back, Sunny D drools from his armour as he starts to eat chocolate out of fear “What do we do, sunfriend?”
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16739114 "..-o do you think he's going to like it?"
"Don't worry about it Merid, Pike'll understand.
"You're sure? The last time you said he'd like something you said you were nearly broke!"
"Shhh, shh! It didn't cost that much anyhow, and we go flying often."
>Pausing, Lucky jerks her head to the booth with a grin. "Come on in Pike!"
>>16740543 >The General leans her head down, staring blankly. >"What. Seriously!?" >Twisted lifts her head, laughing loudly. "Twisted Wing, a pegasus. Also Enchained, but don't mind that, you ain't royal or noble."
>Sniffing the air as well, eyebrows lift at the chocolate bars. "Meh, hold on a second."
>Leaping off and dropping down, the burning pegasus takes a step forwards, peering inquisitively. >Extending a black wingblade, chin lifts, grinning. "Heh, want me to take 'em off for you? Those are pretty tasty."
>>16740983 >Blinking up from the fireplace, Celestia frowns in contemplation. "A new translocation stone? That's.. odd, Luna never stated she placed one there."
>>16741410 >Staring for a minute at you, an eyebrow raises. "You should probably wear a little bit, unless you want a heatstone jammed somewhere uncomfortable."
>Rolling her eyes, Celestia suppresses a snicker. "You know, you could always wear a cloak."
>Shifting her head around, she flops her right wing around you, head resting down. "Thank you, though I'll have to keep the crown he-"
>Blinking up, she rolls her eyes again. "I think we should go."
>Pulling the saddle off, the cloak on, and then the saddle again, she shrugs her wings out. "See what this is."
>Sliding out and closing the door, she stares at the outer door, sighing. >Skittering across the ice to the pagoda, the light grey alicorn spins in a circle, landing against the northern wall, peering over it. "Well.. this will be odd."
>>16740983 >Giving his boots a once over with the snow chains firmly secured onto them, he gets up when he hears the announcement. "Strange, there are no villages or camps nearby for an announcement."
>Looking over to his helm he removes the feathers from his beret and places them in the helms crest. "Thanks again Spiral, time to field test this thing."
>He said with a grin. >Walking to the pagoda after visiting his room, Lont was fully equipped and prepared. >Standing in front of the portal stone, he had his helms visor open as he studied the image of the mansion. "Wonder who lives in there?"
Gas Man !xIArPraIsE
>>16740983 >By The Gas... I was just about to leave too! Unknown origin sounds like something to check out though... >Attaching his snow spikes, Gas Man tromps out to the pagoda and surveys the scene. Some kind of huge house and the forest, completely not ominous at all. >Seeing LONT already present, Gas Man steps up next to him. "Been a while, huh? What in The Gas is going on here?"
>>16741520 "Hello Twisted wing, I am Sparking Fleur."
>She blinks at the onrush of new yet familiar words. "What is a 'royal or noble'?"
>Taking a step forward, she begins to sniff at the 'Pegasus' now that the chocolate was not interfering. >After sniffing her aroma for a moment, she yawns. >Triangular copper teeth being exposed to the cold air and made some stored energy dance from tooth to tooth. >Snapping her muzzle shut, she snorted from the irritating sensation. >Lowering her antlers, the Pred-elk offered the pegasus the chocolate. "Go ahead, I don't know what 'chocolate' is so I don't mind you having them....Do not worry about being shocked, my antlers won't do anything."
>She assured the general. >Blink. Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16741410 >>16741520 >>16741544 >>16741687 >As the four of you gathered around the pagoda, image stabilized, showing the image of the mansion >Somehow, the runes seem to activate themselves, the portal stone dragging the four of you forcefully into the tunnel >However, the journey is rougher than any other before, starting and stopping, twisting itself around in circles >Finally, you all fall down to the ground, and notice something immediately different >A cursory glance around the area shows you the mansion in question, a bizarre structure that seems to have been slapped together, window of different sizes, roof slanting in every direction >The two story mansion stands in the middle of a circle, completely bare of snow, with only perfect green grass to be seen >Beyond the circle, is the cold and windy Everfree, but inside it feels as warm as summer, with the light of a sun that couldn't be seen through the clouds lighting up the clearing >Behind the group lay a strange power crystal, that seemed to be covered in jutting spikes of an unknown material, sparking and spinning about, some kind of experimental transporter >The entire area seems....far away, se you stand in it Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16741828 >Grimacing in the tunnel, Celestia shakes her head, muttering under her breath. >"This is starting to bother me.." >Staring up, she flinches from the light, throwing a wing over her eyes with a retch, phasing herself from reality, though not Filth. "TOO BRIGHT!"
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>Shielding Filth from reality as Chrysalis showed her, the alicorn tramples the ground, growling. >"Unless it's Filth, I HATE the sun!" [1d6+4] <Expert Casting: Cloak of Shadows
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>Blinking away the last few sunspots, she continues shading her eyes with her wing, turning around and staring at the power crystal. >"This is.. strange. I can almost smell it's fluctuations?" [1d6] <U.Perception
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>>16741520 >Are they talking about your cloak? >Just how much did she toss away on that? >And just for you? >... >You have to make it up to her. >With a bit of a forced smile on your face, you enter the booth with Lucky and Meridian. "So, what were you girls talking about?"
>Of course, you know exactly what they were talking about. "And what do we got in here?"
>>16741687 "GASMAN HAHA!"
>Lont was ecstatic to being able to talk to his old comrade again, but before he could give him a bear hug >>16741828 he along with everyone else was whisked away from the fortress to the mansion. >Looking around after getting up from the grass, he looked around with a keen eye, shutting his helm's visor down. [1d6] scouting
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>Concentrating, he lets himself sink into the stealth. [1d6+1] stealth+S.boots
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"Everyone alright?"
>>16742037 >Looking to Celly, he shrugs. "Didn't take the wind out of you did it?"
>Walking a few paces around, he decided a course of action should be taken. "Lets stay on our toes and hooves, we've been invited, and yet no host has shown themselves."
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>>16741828 >Gas Man picks himself up off the ground and groans, his head spinning, and stomach churning. "By The Gas that was terrible..."
>Alright, spooky mansion, mysterious crystal thingy, summery bubble of mystery, good Gas there is SOMETHING going on here... wasn't it night time? Why is it so bright? [1d6]<Perception on that light source
>After surveying the light, Gas Man turns to his companions. "Great reunion, huh LONT?"
>Filth and Celestia are here too. Haven't seen him for a long time, and I haven't seen her since I first got here! Boy they both look different. "Hey Filth, um, your highness. Long time no see, huh? It's too bad we had to meet up like this."
>Gas Man gives a slight bow as he addresses Celestia, but it only serves to make him queasy again. >Taking his companions' example, Gas Man does his best to blend in. [1d6+1]<Untrained Stealth + Boots
Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16741828 >>16742037 >Grumbling as he is pulled into the tunnel, the jihadi coughs and splutters “I don’t feel so well.”
>Hugging tightly, he wraps his arms around her neck “Ah! Incandescent!”
>Staring around, the jihadi unsheathes his hammer and rests it on his lap >Glancing at lont, then back around the area “Jolly co-operation, lont. Jolly co-operation."
>Narrowing his eyes, he tries to observe the location of the light “Do you dare outshine the shine master?"
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>>16742037 >Your attempts at stealthing yourself go rather poorly, while your attempts at stealthing Filth-san go rather well >As you keep the sun out of your eyes and examine the crystal, you confirm that it is indeed a prototype teleporter of some kind >The jutting black spikes of material covering the power crystal appear to be some type of enchanted gem, though the magic behind it is far too complex for a simple look to discern >There are also glyphs of an unknown nature occasionally appearing across it's surface while it spins >You don't need to be Spiral to tell it's not functioning correctly... >>16742125 >You fade out of sight well enough the light of the strange clearing >Your words carry well to your squadmates, as you walk through the grass, which seems to be...a bit wet? >>16742228 >You discern absolutely nothing, besides the dark winter clouds rolling above, the unexplained light apparently coming out of nothing >Your stealth works, but only barely, a faint outline still quite visible >>16742238 >The incandescence is truly glorious, as well as completely bizarre >As much as you can tell, the light is certainly coming from the sky...but not through the clouds, almost as if it was coming through some kind bubble around the mansion grounds... Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16742125 >Shutting her eyes with a belch, Celestia quietly hacks and spits to the side, muttering. "Going to puke.. again, I think."
>>16742228 >Shaking her head with a weak smile, the light grey alicorn continues staring at the crystal, eyes narrowing. "Not a princess anymore.. long story short: I betrayed Sharonel and let the Tyrant take control, we'll.. talk later."
>>16742238 "Bleurgh."
>Cringing again, she lifts her head, calming from the armor on her coat. "Me neither."
>>16742375 >Cocking her head to the side, Celestia mutters quietly, sinking into the shadows once more. [1d6] <Basic Stealth
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>Sniffing again, she turns her head around to stare at the mansion, grumbling at the possibly unnatural sun. "I think.. this is something from before Luna created the translocation stones, at least a hundred years older, but I'm not sure."
Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16742375 >>16742511 >Smacking his lips together, the jihadi shakes his head >Turning to gasman “Your highness? But I’m not royalty. It is good to meet you again friend.”
>Narrowing his eyes, he squints and continues to stare at the light and the mansion around it [1d6+1]<Basic perception
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“This light, it is not a sun.”
>”What is this heresy?” “I must have it. I must touch it.”
>Tilting his head at the alicorn, he exhales slowly “The mansion, should we approach it?”
>”Please, let there be no skeletons." Gas Man !xIArPraIsE
>>16742511 >Oh. I mean, yeah she looks different, but I didn't know. I mean, the hat was a bit off, but maybe it was casual Friday or something? Why are social interactions so hard? "Sorry..."
>Just stop talking genius. >>16742599 >At least Filth seems to still be himself. "It's quite good to see you too, "your highness"."
>>16742375 If something did bring us here on purpose, maybe it wanted to see us arrive... Let's check the windows. Maybe I can see inside, or if somebody is watching us.
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>>16742375 >Crouching down, Lont plucks a blade of grass and places it on his tongue, tasting what was making the surrounding grass wet. >Spitting it out, he gets up and looks around. >>16742511 >His eyes travel back towards Celly. >The last time he gazed upon her large gracious voluminous buttcheeks was the first day he was in Equestria. >"Time to see how the gals are holding up." [1d6+1] scouting
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>>16742599 "I agree, lets go-a-knockin."
>Lont unslung his shotgun and casually walked forward, only stopping in front of the group a few yards away. >>16742666 "Good idea, I'll wait here for the go ahead to knock on the door."
>Sniffing, he cocked his shotgun with scattershot. >"Wonder if there are any spooky scary skeletons inside?" satan bless you you poor bastard. Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16742511 >Absolutely Nauseous >Examining the glyphs in detail reveal a surprising, and equally strange piece of information >The glyphs seem to be a revolutionary blending of Crystal Kingdom runes, and gryphon kingdom glyphs, working in tandem with the incredibly powerful enchantments on the gems mounted to the power crystal >They aren't working that well together however >The strangest fact is that these are based off very, very old runes, dating back to before the Lunar-Solar Wars... >>16742599 >You are quite literally blinded by the incandescence of the nonexistent sun, but manage to ascertain that there is indeed a perfect bubble around the mansion grounds, that light and warmth is somehow streaming through, despite the howling winds, dark clouds, and freezing cold just outside the bubble >>16742666 >Looking through the many oddly shaped windows, you can tell that there is furniture in the first floor, but you can't see the second floor from this angle >But...you can see the vague shape of a pony in the window on the rightmost-your right-room of the first floor, slumped over some kind of desk >Eyes guided by the power of the darkness within the hearts of all men, you can see that the vaguely pony-shaped lump isn't moving >>16742821 >The grass is coated in water, as if there had just been a fresh summer rain passing through >Completely contradicting the snow and ice just beyond the clearing... >...Her glorious solar glutes, despite her more ragged state, are still incredibly inspiring, and positively radiant >Stepping onto the porch with all it's weirdly twisting supports, you can see a few pony chairs on it >You can't immediately hear anything inside, not that you tried
>>16743053 "All right everyone keep your eyes and ears peeled."
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Gas Man !xIArPraIsE
>>16743053 "Hey, look. There's somepony in there. Look, in the window furthest to the right, there's a pony laying over a table or desk or something. Doesn't look like it's moving."
>Gas Man pauses a moment before heading towards the window. "I'm taking a closer look."
>Keeping low, Gas Man makes his way across the lawn to the window in question, crouching below it. Reaching into his layers of rags, Gas Man extracts his head lamp and places it on his cranium. Turning it on, he slowly raises his head until his eyes just crest above the windowsill, and peers at the still figure, steeling himself for what the spoopy mansion holds. [1d6+2]<Untrained Perception+Leadership
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Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16743053 >Throwing a hand over his eyes, the jihadi gives out a quack of pain >Blinking painfully, he squints his eyes and directs the solarhorse towards the porch “This way, Sunfriend. Stay close to each other."
>Glancing over, he narrows his eyes at the door “This is spooky."
>Directing her close enough to the entrance, the jihadi leans over and presses his ear against the door “Someone must be home.”
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>>16742599 >Shrugging slightly, Celestia turns to face the mansion with a blank stare. >"Enter a large house in the middle of the Everfree with questionable architecture and no snow around it." "Absolutely!"
>>16742666 >Turning to you with a polite smile, the alicorn shakes her head with a brief laugh. "It's nothing to worry about, Gas Man. My mistakes caught up with me, and I accepted them. I'm more capable of making my own decisions now."
>Shifting the hat on her head, grey eyes roll silently. >"I'm probably going to regret saying that.." >>16742821 >Feeling something on her flanks, the alicorn lifts her head, glancing around. >Shrugging, she shakes her head. >"Odd." >>16743053 >Running through the paired languages, Celestia cocks her head to the side, dumbfounded and confused. "These are Crystal Kingdom runes, long before Cadence formed the Empire, and gryphon glyphs, but they're older than the Lunar-Solar War. I'm not sure how old, though."
>>16743324 >Nodding to you, she turns and ambles to the porch, mindful of her weight on the wood. >Getting close to let you listen in, Celestia stares at, then tests the door to see if it's trapped. [1d6] <U.Perception
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Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16743264 >Your words carry well once more, and you stealth keeps it within the ears of your comrades >Listening carefully through the door, you hear...almost nothing >You hear the sound of curtains flapping against windows, and papers being fluttered by the wind, as if a breeze was flowing through an open window somewhere on the first floor >>16743319 >Moving carefully up toward the window, you get a very clear picture >The room appears to be a combination of a study and a makeshift storage room, many papers and books scattered on the desk and the bookshelves, all sharing the houses strange architecture, with an open window fluttering a pair of curtains and shuffling the papers around >...It is most certainly a pony, and it isn't moving in the slightest >A unicorn pony, wearing no clothing, besides a sticky hoofboot for holding utensils >A dark brown coat and sandy mane, with most of the mark obscured by the angle, you can see what you think is the top half of a scroll >It shows no reaction to the light, and appears to be deceased >>16743324 >Pressing against the door, you can hear the shuffling of papers and flapping of curtains, signs of a open window >Besides that, you can't hear much else, the mansions seems completely quiet >>16743381 >The door is oddly shaped, much like the rest of the house, but seems fairly normal >Pushing at it reveals nothing...but does push it open, the door completely unlocked >Revealing to all a faintly lit hallway, leading to stairs going up and down, and two doors leading left and right Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16743501 "Gas, I'm going to take a look at the pony. Check the other window?"
>Eyebrows raising at the door, she shakes her head, nudging it open quietly and ambling in. >Turning to face the right door and nosing it open, she stares at it, then slowly walks up close, leaning down to check the hoofboot, mark, and the scroll. [1d6] <U.Perception
>Gazing back at the pony's head, she frowns, eyes creasing at the corners with a tiny nod. >"If I can bury you, I will." >Pausing from the pony, she shakes her head, turning back to Filth. "I'm going to see if there's somepony alive here. Look for anything that might have been recently opened in the room."
>Focusing on the house, a small pulse is made, sensing out living forms or movement with a strained mutter. [1d6+4] <Expert Casting
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>>16743501 "There is an open window on the first floor."
>He whispered to everyone. >Stepping away from the door he slings his shotgun and enters. >>16743580 >Walking in, he files behind Celly. >Lifting his visor up, he takes the binoculars out. >Staring intensely at her flanks and the nether regions in between those ash grey soft pillows, he nods sagely at what he sees. >Turning his attention towards the stairs after Celly went to the door on the right, he carefully makes his way to the second floor and crouches down. >Closing his visor down again, he peers around the second floor of the mansion. [1d6+2] perception
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Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16743501 >>16743580 >Still mounted on her back, the jihadi shivers as they enter the mansion >”I did not ask for this spooky.” >Shaking his head as she noses the door, he stares towards the stares before they enter the room “It’s quiet. But I’m certain we’re being watched.”
>Tilting his head at the pony, the jihadi grimaces at the sight and nods at the alicorn “Not sure who this was. But whoever is was, they probably deserve a proper burial."
>Sliding down, he slumps off her back and landing behind her, giving out a solar flare to light the room >Glancing around for anything recently fiddled with or opened “Why do I have the feeling we’re all about to get jumped?"
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>>16743501 >Gas Man frowns as he slowly lowers his gaze from the window. What's going on here? >>16743580 "Sure thing, Celestia."
>It IS probably best if she deals with it, no matter how curious I am. Heading into the house, Gas Man decides to simply examine the room to the left firsthand. Gas Man opens the door and steps inside... [1d6+2]<Perception
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Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16743580 >The pony is a slightly larger than the average unicorn, with a slightly larger horn, and a scroll covered with runes as his mark >The hoofboot is pink and frilly, and seems to be just a size too small for the unicorn >His horn appears to have a few cracks on it >...As far as you can tell, the only one in this room was this pony >There is the faintest of residue of the hoofboot pushing open the window to let in the breeze, before he sat at the desk >...Bizarrely, the cause of death seems to be self-inflicted, the unicorn apparently having stopped his own heart with his magic >>16743669 >Stepping up the stairs carefully, you find the second floor laid out about the same as the first, two doors on the left and right >It appears empty with no visible traps >However, it does show signs that it is a fairly well used area, scuffed floors and very little dust >>16743684 >The added light shows the room is a fairly normal study, though with a couple boxes piled in a corner >Two bookcases on one side of the room, stocked with a number of books on various magical subjects >There are only two windows, the one facing the front porch, and the one to the side of the house >There don't appear to be any other entrances, and nothing hiding in any shadows >>16743705 >The left hand room seems like a strange combination of rooms, a couch on one side that seems to be a living room, a table that could seat four in the middle of the room, and the front porch side wall taken up by older kitchen equipment
>>16743824 "A lot of movement confirmed upstairs, well used but don't know when though."
>He whispered to everyone down stairs, still stealthed. >Crouch walking towards the door on the left, Lont opens it carefully and peers into the room before walking in slowly. [1d6+2] perception
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Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16743824 >Smacking his lips together, the jihadi squints his eyes to the corner of the room >Kneeling down to the pile of boxes, he scrambles through their contents >Lighting up the inside of the boxes to check for skeletons [1d6+4]<Solar Flare
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“Boxes here, checking them. We might need to take these.”
>Turning, he glances at the alicorn, gesturing her over to him “Those books could prove useful to us, magical subjects.”
>Glancing away from her, he stares at the books and smiles “Put some in my bag if you can, I’ll carry what you can put in there. You can carry the rest if you can.”
“We should move on into the basement.”
Gas Man !xIArPraIsE
>>16743824 >This is odd. It's like every room was jammed into this one. Table for four, that's a possible number to note. "This other room down here... It's a sitting room, a dining room, and a kitchen. All the living space, basically."
>Deciding to thoroughly search the room, Gas Man sets to work. Cupboards, IN whatever is in the cupboards, in the kitchen appliances, under the furniture, between the couch cushions. If it could be hiding something from sight, it's getting searched. LONT said there's signs of life upstairs, so this room is probably used too. There's bound to be something. [1d6+2]<Perception
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Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16743824 >Staring at the hoofboot and the horn, the light grey alicorn shakes her head. "Hoofboot is wrong, it's one, two sizes too small, made for a mare. Filth.. it looks like the unicorn stopped his own heart, maybe a psychokinetic pulse. I'm not sure though."
>Prying the hoofboot off and placing it under her her cloak for safe keeping. >Peering closely at the cracked horn, she leans in closer, attempting to identify the source of the fractures and see into it's last few seconds of life. [1d6] <U.Perception
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>>16743986 >Nodding at you, Celestia lifts the books from the shelvers in a grey grip, placing as many books as she can into your bag and the rest placed on her neck and back, holding them in place. "I can carry them all, but it'll slow me down a bit."
>-1 to all Speed rolls. >Eyeing the boxes as you check through them, she places them on her sides, holding them as well. >Turning about and tromping back into the hallway, she glances at the stairs going down with a raised eyebrow. >Horn glowing slightly, the light grey alicorn steps down into the basement, sniffing. Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16743965 >The left room appears to be a bedroom of some description, with a very large bed, capable of fitting quite a few ponies >The room is fairly bare besides the bed, although there is a bedstand, with a picture frame on it >The picture in question appears to be the dead unicorn downstairs, a crystal pony mare, and a female gryphon, the three of them sharing an embrace and smiling >Besides that, the room appears empty >>16743986 >The boxes are filled with the various tools used by unicorn researchers, the kind of things you've seen Spiral using >They do however, seem to be of an older design in general to the ones he uses >>16744046 >The cupboards are still filled with cleaning supplies, the few appliances that were there apparently in decent working order, though fairly old at this point >The area around the furniture is clean, and the couch well-taken care of >...You find a magically cooled box, containing a few fruits and vegetable, that seem to be fresh >>16744146 >While you can't be certain about the fractures themselves, your attempt at lineation is...successful >You see a few quick images of a crystal mare, and the unicorn stallion, the mare standing inside a circle made of power crystals, similar to the teleport stone outside >She removes the hoofboot, nosing it towards the stallion, smiling before the image ends >...The stairs lead down towards a door, this one firmly locked >You feel something...wrong about the door, and where it's leading Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
>>16732359 >Ghost held on tightly during takeoff, much less shaken than last time. >Least it was easier to get used to than teleportation. >Looking around, Ghost found little landscape to speak of, blinded by the fog, not much sightseeing one could do in these conditions. >("Shame.")
>>16744336 >Lifting the picture up to look at it, he walks out from the rooms and calls out to everyone. "I found a picture of the unicorns herd; a crystal mare and a female grypthon."
>Dropping the picture so it could fall down the stairs he went to the other room. [1d6+7] perception
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Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16727584 >Get a wee bit bored >Pull out another cig >Light up >Proceed to roam about the city for a little bit >Spreading word hither and yon about our new bar as I went >Pick up a few things >Back in the bar before too long >Walk in front door >Close >Lock it >Walk to where my gear was >Attempting to stay quiet >Grab the Pile bunker >Strap it on >Its to bad I never bothered to learn any real form of hand to hand combat >I always preferred to keep my distance in the first place >If it ever really got to the point where things were up close and personal >Multiple things had goner terribly wrong >But it never hurt to have a sharp knife >Or in this case a big fuck off spike mounted to your arm >Either way >Maybe I should get Claren to teach me some of her old techniques >Wouldn't hurt to ask >Locking the spike back >And pulling it off before setting it down next to the rest of my gear >Pulling of my shirt and undershirt >Setting them neatly crumpled near the other pieces of kit >Crawl back into the blanket burrito >Much warmer in here >Wrapping her in a hug >Falling asleep eventually S1LV3R<33P
>Sufficiently bored >Nothing to do >Shit is getting old, can't stay here. > Natalia sighed another sigh as she sat in her room checking her gear. She wanted to do something, she wanted to go out, and she was tired of being coped up inside this place. >She had figured why not go back to Vale, the place seemed pleasant. >Despite the graphical nature of the incidents there wasn't all bad, and she'd seen worse. >Besides, they needed help to get back up, and she seen her cooking do wonders for them. >So, with enough crap to last her a few days, she huffed her pack and satchel over her shoulders and set out to the Pagoda. >She didn't remember how they transported, but the giant warp stone seemed like best of a place to start.
>>16741103 >>16744345 >The fog was getting thicker, but it still didn't stop the breath taking view. >The lake, thanks to its sheer size was able to stay free of ice. >This left the black glass like water surface to reflect the moon and stars as if it was a mirror. >Even from this height the reflections of the two Grypthons was quite visible. >The mountains that flanked the lake and made up the Vales walls were like gargantuan powdery teeth of the planet jutting out towards space, trying to gnaw away reality itself. >Without a single the two Grypthons flew higher into the sky, where they coasted and glided in the skies airstreams. "Anyone see anything?"
>Shouted Cu'Nir in front." >>16745778 >You are sucked into the portal in a silver light. >Before you know it you are back in the Vale. >Your ass acts like a skipping stone as you land on it, bouncing of the portal stone to stop at the first lite arch that guided travelers to the town down the hill you were now on. Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16745818 "No,but i'll take a look."
>I shouted. >Squinting with the wind roaring around us,I try to find something unusual. [1d6]<Expert Perception
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>>16745818 >Faceplants into the snow >This is a common occurance as her bag tumbles atop he had. "Ughh..."
>She huffs, sitting upright in the snow. "Baka!" she mutters, dusting herself off as she stood up.
"Well...I'm back..."
>She looked around. "What needs doing?"
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Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16735990 >>16738634 "Looks like your history books need an update. Luna, Cadence and Celestia aren't that small. Or that grey, either. Maybe Alicorn number four's a long-lost daughter or something?"
>Razorback just seemed to be a regular ol' summer camp for the strange. >That hadn't changed, at least. >Peering into the distance, Collins watched the strange new Alicorn, the potential princess, as she warily made her way across the ice. "Looks like she's going into the pony barracks with Filth. It doesn't look like she's out to cause trouble...but it doesn't make any sense, either. Shit, I want answers more than I want a shie-"
>Collins froze, awkwardly twisting his neck to face the new voice. >Jesus, Jeff. >Was this your new job? Swinging by at strangely coincidental times? >And didn't they give enough warning that they were going to be gone for a while? >What was even more dismaying was that there wasn't even any mention of any kind of effort to find them. >Collins allowed himself to frown slightly. >Before he could even reply, Jeff had already gone swanning off inside. >And so had Naliyna. >Opening the door himself, Collins allowed himself to slowly slide inside, trying to take a calming breath. >A silent nod of acknowledgement was passed over to Krinza, the former MSF handing him the papers detailing the shield's design, an angular, lightweight affair. >One more brief greeting was given to Spiral, before Collins made his way across to Jeff, expression neutral. >Mostly. "Care to fill me in on why there's a grey Alicorn wandering round the base?"
>>16745867 >After about several minutes of looking about, you catch sight of tiny ripples on the surface of the lake. >Before you can discern what was happening below Blackbeak coasts to the side, blocking your view with a wing. >>16745917 >The portal stone was behind you and lite stone arches are in front leading out towards the rebuilt town. >It was totally different to what you saw last, like there was no Servit at all. >The town itself was quite, only a few stand alone lights on. >Fog and mist was abundant up at the mountain tops, sounds you could not entirely tell what they were coming with the breeze. >Peering closely you saw a group of Grypthons in the town centre. Anonymous
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>>16746235 >I tap Blackbeak on his neck. "Hey,I saw something down in the lake."
>I shouted while pointing down towards where I saw the ripples. >Might be a fish for all I know. >But a big ass fish to cause ripples visible from up here. S1LV3R<33P
>>16746235 >Natalia huffed, settling her pack as she made her way into the city. >Awe struck. >It was built quickly, she was glad it had been able to restore itself. >Seeing the griffons ahead, she makes her way over to them. "Hey...you guys seemed to have done a bang up job here."
Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16744146 >>16744336 >Nodding to the alicorn, the jihadi smiles warmly “These boxes are full of tools, no skeletons that’ll pop out. Luckily.”
>Walking down with her down the stairs and towards the door, he scratches the back of his head in confusion “What is it? Is it Skeletons!?”
>Checking the door, he raises an eyebrow “Can we unlock it, Sunfriend? Or should I look for a key?”
>Leaning forwards, the jihadi uses the solar flare to light up the door and look for anything interesting about it or at least worth noting “I got a bad feeling about this scoo-... sunbro.”
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Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16739457 >Jeff nods at Nalyina, cleaning the gunk out of the barrel with a cleaning rod. "Heh. At least someone reads that board I had put up. Eh.. people are getting it now."
>He finishes up the barrel, and begins picking through the receiver group. >>16746195 >Looking over at Thrill, he looks to the left quick. "Grey alic-oh yeah! You're talking about Celestia."
>He nods to the operators, halting his cleaning. >But furrows an eyebrow at her description. >Last time he remembered, she was more stark white than grey. "After the Canterlot incident, she had a sort of 'falling from grace' deal going on. She's living here with Filth, sort of amnesty."
>The Ranger narrows his eyes in contemplative thought. "I'm no expert on alicorns, but maybe.. the grey means she's no longer connected to the sun?"
>Jeff shrugs going back to cleaning the receiver group. "Hell, she may not even be immortal, anymore. Hmm, what do I know? If you DO bump into her, just treat her like everyone else. She gave us all a second chance here, it's only fair to extend the same to her. Right?"
>Finishing up the section, he moves to the operating rod group. "By the way. If you thought we were worried, green man never showed up bringing bad news. We figured you two were doing okay with.. whatever you were doing."
>He raises and eyebrow in curiosity. "Speaking of, what sort of adventure HAVE you two been on?"
Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
>>16745818 >Ghost looked below, surprised to find the lake visible. Not just visible, but unfrozen. >As they rose higher, Ghost revelled in the wind blowing against his face, unobstructed by the mask. >It was liberating. >>16746292 >Ghost listened to Swe's discovery, and promptly looked down at the lake, observing the ripples. >Raising his voice, he shouted over the wind "I see 'em too! Any ideas what they're from?"
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16741785 "That's a pretty name. You're uh, female right?"
>"I don't know the female term for a predator elk.. I've seen some shit, but NOW I've seen some shit." >Rolling her eyes at the night sky, Twisted pokes at one of the bars, licking her lips. "Nobles an' royals aren't something you have to worry about, unless you stick around ponies for long. They're uh.. well, nevermind, hard to explain."
>Fleur would find the pegasus to smell like hay, sex.. and wildfires. >Poking at the wrapper open on one, the bar is pulled free, eyes watching the shark teeth closely. >"Daaamn.. and here I was getting interested! That's a little turn off." >Shaving off a bite sized chunk, and the wrapper, the piece is held up for Fleur to inspect. "This is chocolate, it's pretty sweet. I dunno if you can eat it or not though, but give it a sniff and see."
>"Gonna have to restock and soon anyhow." >Taking the others off, the large pegasus sets them on the ground to freeze up, then glances the smaller critter over, eyebrows raising at the out of place black weapon. >"Now that's.. absolutely adorable! But I should probably convince this one to stuff it away later." "So what brings you here besides Old Horn? Want to see the world outside the Everfree?"
>Sitting down in the ice, the burning pegasus lifts a wing in a small shrug, munching on the rest of the bar. "The cities probably wouldn't be a good idea, yet, most of your uh, fellows, have a habit of chasing ponies around."
>>16745075 >Meridian pushes the curtain back into place, shooting Lucky an unidentifiable look before giving you a small smile. "What we were going to have for, well, our breakfast."
>Shrugging a bit, the pegasus turns her eye to you with a lazy grin. "Same thing I usually have. Steamed something in spicy sauce. What about you Pike?"
>Sitting next to you in the enclosed, blue and red lit booth, Lucky places her wing on your leg, Meridian sitting on the other side a bit further away, smiling shyly. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16745075 >Shifting, Claren yawns, stretching out against you, blinking away the cobwebs. >"Ugh." >Freeing her legs a bit, she stares at the barely dusk hour, blinking. >"He's been awake a bit. It was cool right there." >Mentally shrugging, the earth mare decides to stay awake, ignoring the slight stinging in her eyes from the fading light. >"Hum.. I should see what he thinks of Mist later. I doubt they'll have any problems." >>16746195 >Frowning up at you, Naliyna shakes her head. "Cadence is a bit smaller than Luna, and Luna was only a couple inches shorter than you know who, but I've never heard of a grey alicorn before."
>Running through her memories, brilliant ruby eyes peer around you, eyebrows furrowing. "That's.. stranger than I thought. I'll ask Spiral what this is about."
>Krinza nods at you, taking the sheets and studying them over, Naliyna turning to help him out with the material specifications. [1d6+3] <Expert Casting
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>>16746907 >Listening in, Naliyna sighs internally, ignoring the heat from the furnace. >"Finally.. somepony receives what they deserve. No sun, no immortality, no invulnerability, no being excused for every mistake you make simply because you have a title." >Turning her eyes to you, then her stallion, the Crystal mare giggles madly, ears flicking in a controlled manner. "Exploring the Everfree, of course!"
Gas Man !xIArPraIsE
>>16744336 >Gas Man radios the rest of the gang. "Nothing really out of the ordinary here. Some old appliances, stuff for cleaning, and some produce. It's been refrigerated, but it's still fresh. It can't have been here TOO long."
>Gas Man regards the cleaning supplies for a moment before opening his backpack and unceremoniously stuffing them inside. His old instincts from his home world were kicking in. Waste not, want not. Cupboards pilfered, he regarded the cooled box. It was basically a miniature refrigerator, but without any visible machinery. Must be magic. Wrapping his arms around it, Gas Man gives an experimental lift. Damn, this thing can't even be twenty pounds! >Eyes shifting back and forth, Gas Man clings to his chilly prize and speaks to his comrades again. "I'm going to head outside and check the grounds."
>As he exits into the hall, Gas Man spies Filth and Celestia examining a door at the bottom of a flight of steps. "I'll check for another entrance to the cellar outside."
>Gas Man makes his way outside, and gingerly deposits his frosty box near the portal crystal stone thing. Crouching down, he retrieves a piece of fruit from inside. Tossing it up and down as he walks, Gas Man heads around the right side of the house toward... whatever is out back, if anything. Gas Man keeps his eyes peeled as he walks to the rear of the house. [1d6+2]<Perception
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>>16744336 >Muttering at the strangenesses encountered, the light grey alicorn stares at the door, attempting to will it to stop telling her things she didn't understand. >"Stop mocking me already. I'll get to you." >>16744989 >Blinking at the announcement, she tilts her head up, snagging the picture and staring it over. >"This was the Crystal pony's then? I.. feel sad." >Comparing the hoofboot to the picture out, Celestia studies it over carefully, trying to see if there was something special that had been missed. [1d6] <U.Perception
>>16746388 >Grimacing at the word skeletons, one eye peers into it, shutting the box. "I.. hope not."
>Shaking her head with a sigh, Celestia pauses, turning her head with a slightly creeped out expression. "I.. really, really hope not."
>Facing the door, the alicorn extends her senses into the door, attempting to find any traps or the lock itself. "I'm looking right now."
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>>16748036 >Jeff nods at the crystal mare. >Eyebrow raises again. >What interesting things could've conspired, especially with the deal with Void. "Find, or meet anything interesting out there? I mean, it's the Everfree!"
Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16746907 >Princess Celestia? >Here on base? >All this time? >That didn't make sense. >Not one little bit. >And she was living with Filth? >That did make sense. >Primarily because it was the least preposterous thing on this list of lunacy being brought before Collins. >It all made sense because it didn't make sense. Filth didn't make sense. >It was at this moment that Collins felt like having a good old scream with the new guy outside. >A good old, high-powered royal Canterlot scream. >He slowly swivelled his head in Naliyna's direction, looking for an actual answer. >She probably wouldn't have them, either. >The ex-MSF sat down at the table. >Slowly. "...You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me. Why the...fuck...would Princess H-Bomb ever come trotting into here? Did everyone forget the part where she tried to kill us? Or the fact that there's ponies living here who'd gladly turn her into glue? Am I the only one who remembered that memo?"
>Collins rubbed his temples. >Spiral, Naliyna or even Krinza could come and help right now. >No rush or anything. "I don't....I don't even...If she's lost her colour, wouldn't that mean she's...I can't figure this out..."
>Ponies losing their colours was a bad thing, wasn't it? >He'd seen it first-hand with Naliyna. >No shine to her coat. No life to her mane. >Was Celestia in a bad place now? >And was Filth really the best person to get her through it? >Collins exhaled. >Loudly. "...I'll try. That's all I can do. I just...can't get my head around it right now."
>Talking to Twisted seemed like the next thing to do on the agenda. >Or in fact, anypony else. >Collins' head rolled back to Jeff, watching him cleaning. "As for everything else...We've just been on an expedition in the Everfree. Still haven't really finished it yet. One half book research, one half trying to deal with Void's fuck-up."
Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16744989 >Entering the room on the right, you find what appears to be a research lab, all manner of chemical sets, tools and papers strewn about on two long tables against the walls facing the front and back of the house >The room was also filled with power crystals, only a few the size of the teleporter outside, and all of them dormant >On the far side of the wall was a massive diagram, stretched over the entire surface, detailing a set-up of a number of power crystals doing...something >>16746388 >The door was out of place in the house, in that it was a solid, normally shaped door, made of very hard wood, possibly even magically strengthened, though you couldn't be sure >It possessed a pony height lock where a key would go, made of what appeared to be brass >>16748068 >Stepping out of the house and around to the back, your greeted with a strange sight >Right out in the open is a large stone statue, you guessed it was probably 7 feet tall >In front of it were a few standard targets, the kind of thing somebody would use to test their accuracy with a ranged weapon, or magic >>16748127 >Though the picture was a bit faded, you could tell that the Crystal pony was a light shade of pink, almost white, with a very long white mane, and light red eyes >She had on the same hoofboot, and it seemed now to have been made to protect an injured hoof >You couldn't see her mark from the angle in the picture though >The gryphoness however, was quite a bit smaller than your average gryphon, only slightly larger than the Crystal mare >Colored a light shade of gray, with kind looking blue eyes, she didn't look very...gryphon-like, to say the least Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
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>>16748315 FFFFFFFFFFF >>16748068 >The cleaning supplies are mostly a bunch of old fashioned corked bottles, containing all manner of fluids, one of them very similar to a bottle of Windex, albeit not actually blue >There were also a few rags there as well, which you plundered along with the bottles
>>16746292 >Swiveling to side to look at you, the black Grypthon blinks before banking off to bring you back to the position you were once at. >Looking down, but keeping in mind of where he was to Cu'Nir, Blackbeak peered down towards the water as well. [1d6+2] perception
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>He cawed back, the nipples in the water growing larger. >>16746362 >Collectively looking at you as you approached them, they Grypthons recoiled when they recognized you. >All giving you a small bow of their beaked heads, they mutter amongst themselves. >After a moment, a small one with green wingtips tentatively approached you. "Yes, thanks to you. Without your food we would of never been able to survive the winter and Freeze. We are in your debt."
>He said, bowing his head again. >A raptor eye glanced at where Natty's legs joined together at the waist. >"Tight?" >"Tight." >>16747672 >Staring down at the ripples herself, Cu'Nir hummed in thought. "Lake serpents most likely, they'll be following us until we reach the other side of the lake. Waiting for one of us to fall to the lake."
>She informed, no hint of worriment in her voice.
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>>16748920 >He cawed back, the ripples in the water growing larger. Mike Pikeman !Pike.DOqGk
>>16747908 >After taking a seat, you glance around the place. "Back home, I never ate out much. Dad owned a small farm. After getting out of the shop, I'd drag myself back and help around with that until it was time to sleep. Hmm, now what to get..."
>As you have another look around, you noticed that Merdian is on the otherside of Lucky. >Well, that's no good. "I'll have whatever I can eat with one hand."
>With your order placed, you stand up and stretch to try and throw off any suspicion. >You sneak up behind Meridian Veil and quickly pick her up from behind and carry her back to your seat and set her on your lap, and with a quick shout of, "My pony."
>Finding yourself a comfortable seating arrangement, you let out a chuckle. "This is to celebrate the uh... herd... right? Then we should get a bit closer, eh?"
>The grin on your face could only be described as Cheshire in nature. [1d6+2] Cougar Hunter
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>>16748315 >>16748127 >Running a finger over the keyhole of the lock, he shakes his head “What are you hiding from us, door?"
>Turning his head up at the voice, the jihadi turns around >Tilting his head and speaks to gasman before he leaves “Look for a key if you can.”
>Staring back at the door, the jihadi brings up his hand and gives it several solid knocks “Open.”
>Shaking his head, he turns his head to the alicorn “If you were a key, where would you be?"
“There’s no point staying here if we can’t get in.”
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>>16748315 "I should of brought a camera."
>He groaned. >Looking around, he decided it was now or never to take what wasn't bolted down. >Talking into his radio, he tells what he has found to the others before doing so however. "Guys, I found a room full of dormant power crystals. And a few are as big as the one outside."
>He looked around some more to make sure. "There are also loads of tools and chemical sets. But most importantly there is a large diagram about a set-up of power crystals doing something. All of this NEEDS to be brought back with us. So when you're done come upstairs into the room on the right."
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>>16747908 "Yes I am, are you female too?"
>Blink. "Father Oldhorn gave me that name, saying it matched me perfectly. Does this mean I'm pretty too, Twisted wing?"
>She inquired curiously, not really caring for what her looks were like to others. "Then it is a good thing I won't be around for long, I think?"
>She sniffs again to be sure. "Do pegasus have their mating season during the Freeze? Odd."
>She snorts, the smell of fire making her step back timidly. >Stopping, she blinks her blue filled eyes and takes a small bite out of the chocolate. >Scrunching her muzzle tightly, she shakes her antlered head back and forth in distaste. "Thank you for the offer Twisted Wing, but this 'chocolate' does not sit well with me."
>Slightly bowing her head, she looks at Twisted Wing. >"She is quite helpful, isn't she. Don't know why I felt threatened of her at first." "No. I came here to put this weapon back where it belongs....Though the more I spend time here exploring this place, the more I want to know more of the greater world. And not just nature. So yes, essentially."
>Walking around the large Pegasus, Sparky raises an eyebrow. "I remember being like my still feral kin; fighting, sleeping, eating, mating when it was season, just basic survival. Then a couple of days ago Father Oldhorn gifted me and some of my kin with more ka, which in turn gave us full sentience. Among other things."
>Blink. "And what is a city?"
>Stopping her walking around the pegasus, she looks at her wings and asks. "And why do you have wings?"
>Turning her gaze to the generals mark, her curiosity increases. "What is this on your behind, it is to odd to be a scare. No?"
>She leans in and sniffs the generals cutie-mark deeply, blinking her eyes. >"Why do I not have one?" Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16748239 >Flabbergasted. >That's how he felt when he first heard about Celestia too. >Jeff shrugs at Collins, finishing up cleaning his lmg and reassembling it. "Think about it. I you went ballistic in front of your entire kingdom, where would be the best civilized place to go? The place with the least amount of ponies."
>He shakes his head. "Everyone keeps calling her the 'Tyrant'. I don't think she's THAT anymore. I don't know.. I've learned to not get mad a things I don't fully understand. You never know if there's something else going on.."
>Finishing to re-assemble the weapon, Jeff charges it several times to check function. >Perfect. >He leaves the weapon, ammo box sitting next to it, looking back at the bemused operator. "After fucking with that Void Remnant, dealing with spectral minotaurs, sexed-crazed juggernauts, and being part bat myself, it's hard to be phased by anything anymore."
>Jeff crosses his arms. >An expedition? >Yet.. no details. >That's fine. >Personal agenda. "Yeah. Some of us had to deal with Void here. I think.. he's been given community service or something.."
>Jeff shrugs, amused at the thought of that horrid eldritch creature being lenient. "I'm actually waiting on Belltower to come back with Torven. He's got a treasure map for me, for pulling him out of the cold and getting some medical attention."
>The Ranger smirks. "Gonna make my Indiana Jones fantasies a reality. Should be fun."
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>>16748315 >Frowning at the picture, she places it in the box, shaking her head. "I understand a little of this, but not as much as I thought. There's something we're missing here."
>>16749690 >Staring at the lock critically, Celestia sighs. "I will send what I have here back."
>Turning her attention to the boxes and books, they collect in a square, phasing back to the Fortress with a grimace. [1d6+4] <Expert Casting: Translocate
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>Turning to glance over the room, Celestia frowns deeply, eyebrows furrowed. >"This is really sad.." "I can translocate most of what's in here, but.. that's a lot of power crystals."
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>>16748315 "Yeah, there's a big ol' statue and some kind of target range in the back yard. I'm going to check out the statue, it's... weird."
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>>16748239 >Turning from the furnace, ruby eyes narrow into slits, muzzle pulled back in a scowl. "The Tyrant is HERE? I-"
>Spiral clears his throat, sitting on the edge of the furnace. "Ahem.. Celestia is no longer the sun, nor the Tyrant. This is THE Celestia, the one that's been buried for who knows how long. She is completely and utterly mortal now. That means she's vulnerable, and alone in the world except for Filth. She's not dangerous, except to herself."
>Krinza places the bolts and handle down, facing Naliyna with a slight shake of his head. "She is no longer the Tyrant. Has been in here several times."
>Working her jaw in anger, the Crystal mare turns to you, then back to Krinza with a slow hum. [1d6+3] <Basic Crystal Runes: Windspeaker
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>"Fynri, Lin, can you hear me? I need you two to find something out for me, about one of the alicorns. There's a grey one here, it's Celestia, I need to know if she's still the Tyrant, or not." >>16749258 >Shaking her head slowly, Lucky suppresses a sigh. "Sorry to hear Pike. Can't think of any place where life's that rough still. Not even the Zebra lands are like that any more. Anything eh? All right, one second."
>Chuckling softly, the pegasus sticks her head out of the booth, waiting for a server to come by. >The ward blinks quickly, staring up at you. >A curious expression spreads across her muzzle, nodding slightly. "Yes, it is. I.. yes, that's the purpose of being here."
>Shifting to place her legs off yours, Meridian relaxes her side on your stomach with a small smile. "That's why I wanted the both of you here."
>Lucky pulls her head back in, closing the curtain. "And here I thought they served everything.."
>Turning to glance at you, her right eyebrow raises slyly. >"Now this is what I wanted to see, getting close already." "You two look comfortable. Got any room for me, or you going to have some quiet time together?"
>Meridian stares flatly, then looks up at you with a shy grin. "Either would be good."
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>>16749690 >The does not fall for your sweet words, and remains firmly closed >The corpse itself has nothing on it, besides the obvious >...However, you do note that the corpse is still just as warm as when you arrived >Rummaging through the desk reveals two things: A well used journal, and a large brass key >They appear to have been placed here fairly recently >>16749811 >The papers are thankfully written in English...or whatever the ponies call it again >They detail the specifications of the prototype teleportation system seen outside, and how the runes, glyphs, and enchantments work together >...Some of them are slightly disturbing however, the writing disorganized, and going into extensive detail on the mechanics of time and space, and the possibility of controlling it >You pocket around 10 of the smaller power crystals, as well as a strange fist sized one covered in even more glyphs and runes than the one outside, heavily concentrated >>16750783 >The translocate is successful, but you can definitely feel something fighting against it, but whatever it was either wasn't strong enough to stop it, or wasn't prepared for it >The diagram is insanely complicated, far too advanced to be a teleportation system, but that's all you can manage to decipher >>16751033 >The statue is some kind of bipedal creature, two legs, and two arms with three fingers situated to grip things >And the entire thing is stuck full of enchanted gems and power crystals >The crystals glow for a split second when you approach it, yet more glyphs and runes appearing across it's surface, before going quiet again >...It reminds you of a golem you might see in a fantasy novel or board game Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16751600 >Narrowing his eyes, the jihadi becomes extremely confused at the corpse >”Still warm?” >”What if… I’ll try it." >Grunting, the jihadi kneels down to the pony and places a hand on its chest, exhaling slowly [1d6+3]<B.Bountiful Sunlight
>Squinting his eyes, he recoils slowly from the corpse, keeping a close eye on it >Grinning in success, the jihadi puts the brass key into his pocket, yelling out “Found it!”
>Opening up the journal, he begins to flick through the pages >... Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16749842 "Yep."
>Slicing the wrapper off another bar and cracking it in half, the General gives the predelk a curious stare. "Safe to say, yeah, I think so. Compared to most of your kind you must be the most attractive one of 'em all!"
>Grinning for a moment, she shakes her head, poking at the other half. "Maybe, maybe not. Won't have to deal with them much here."
>Snarfing one of the halves, the General looks up, eyebrows quirking. "Naw, ponies tend to mate at certain times with their significant other. We call it our special somepony, the one being that makes us complete. We also do it for fun, not for foals, our uh, young."
>Lifting in wings up in a sympathetic shrug, Twisted chuckles. "Huh, nevermind it then. Guess y'can't win them all."
>Pausing from the other half, the large pegasus turns to point at the Armory connected to the workshop. "See that symbol, two pointed sticks crossing each other? That's where it goes, just place it anywhere on a table inside."
>"Must use those tendrils like Clem uses his fingers then." >Absently poking at the bar, Twisted sits up straight, head cocking. "Intellect and the opportunity to learn more huh? Old Horn might not be the fastest Druid I've seen, sounds compassionate though."
>"Gonna watch this one, sentience might be a bane, not a boon." "A city would be like this, only bigger, with more ponies and buildings. This is actually just a camp with walls."
>Grinning in amusement, dark royal blue wings lift, flexing out. "So I can fly. Pegasi are much like an earth pony with wings, but lighter and faster. There's five different kinds of ponies."
>Pausing to stare back at the thin scar running on her Mark, the General convulses. >"Oh damn, this is gonna be hysterical!" "That's called a Cutie Mark, and the thin line IS a scar, but it's basically what ponies receive when they find that one event that truly defines them. So far, only ponies get them. It's both good, and bad. If heavily damaged, we can go insane. Or worse."
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http://youtu.be/GEstgTAXyec Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy Fri 14 Mar 2014 01:35:34 No. 16752104 Report >>16750495 "Jeff, the least amount of ponies doesn't mean shit. I'm obviously not getting the full story here but why would you run to the people who you tried to kill? Makes more sense if you just quit society altogether and disappeared completely, or just reinvented yourself, you dig?"
>Collins was nearly slumped at the table now. >Naliyna wasn't looking too happy, either. >He was beginning to see why she had her problems with royalty. >There really were more questions than answers. "Maybe that's what she's doing. But I don't know why she'd pick here to do it...Fuck, I'm just gonna have to talk to her myself sometime. Jeff, I'm not getting mad here, I'm just...confused."
>The mercenary slowly started shaking his head. >Void Remnant? Yeah, he'd been there. >Spectral minotaur? Nothing too out of the ordinary now. >But this? "Wait...what the fuck are you saying now? Someone had sex with a juggernaut? Why are you a bat? Jeff...you're not making any sense again, brother."
>Collins by now felt a sudden urge to: >Get Crystal Empire wine (A few bottles of). >Get Naliyna. >Get another willing mare. >And forget everything today. >EVERY >FUCKING >THING. "I think we should...stick to what we both know from now on. Starting with Void. Did he fuck something up here on base? Did you guys like, turn him over to the guard so they could sentence him or something?"
>Lifting himself up from the table, the mercenary looked Jeff in the eyes, trying to bring the conversation back to something vaguely relatable. "And how's Belltower? Y'know, we missed the both of you by like a day or something. The two of you and Twisted went out to a restaurant in the moors with some top brass in the guard. Me and Naliyna went to the same place. Then we came back here."
>>16750783 "Good, that will do."
>Looking at himself then the room full of crystals, he shrugs. "Tell me about it, whatever was happening here, it might of led to this place and it's occupants demise."
>He theorized morbidly. >>16751600 >Watching Celly do her thing, he smiles. "Great job Celly! But don't strain yourself, please?"
>Patting the pockets and bags full of power crystals, he examines the larger one in hand before showing it to Celly. "What can you make of this?"
>After showing the crystal to the alicorn, he said his good luck and continued with the search, stuffing the larger crystal away and walking out of the room with the giant complicated diagram from the wall under one arm rolled up carefully. >Closing down his visor he turns the thermals on again, and this time starts to examine every room in the entire house barring the basement one at a time thoroughly. [1d6+2] scouting
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>While doing so, he spoke into his still on radio. "So while I was working the lab upstairs, I found that this place dabbled with space and time, in ways that suggest trying to control it. Although in great detail, it was highly disorganized. Maybe that's how they run their ship, or it was a sign of things going south, and quickly."
>He sighed heavily, shaking his head he continued rooting through the whole house top and bottom floors 'rooms. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16750495 >Naliyna pauses from whispering, turning narrowed eyes to you. "Fat chance of that. Living with those that you tried to kill? Regardless of what Spiral says, I don't like it."
>"It was safer in the Everfree than here!" >Muttering under her breath, she tilts her head to the side, listening in on something. >Sitting back, the Crystal mare shakes her head, staring at the anvil. "Maybe for you it is. I have to live with knowing what Celestia might still be able to do."
>Shifting her attention back to the furnace with Krinza, Naliyna sighs, aiding the unicorn with the shield's imprint. [1d6] <U.Crafting
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>>16752104 >Turning to you, Naliyna stares up at the ceiling, forcing down the wellspring of vitriole rising up. >"I'm not going to harm somepony, not going to harm somepony.." >Spiral clears his throat, pointing a hoof at you. "That's precisely what she did. Spent nearly three months starving herself and grieving for Sharonel until Filth interceded and offered her a place here. If you want my take on it, she'd rather be judged by those without an agenda than those with one. It's not what I'd do, Thrill, but it's better to throw yourself at the mercy of those that hate you most, than the ones that would use you the most. At least she can expect.. civility of a sort here."
>The Crystal mare turns to sit on the edge of the table, grimacing. >"I'm going to get some booze, get him, and we're going someplace to get away from this insanity." >Peering down into the pagoda, a small red finch and a tiny blue bodied, pink winged hummingbird stare at the stone, both perched on the eastern wall. "What do we do again?"
"Find the white alicorn. Well, no, she's grey now, then we see if it's that Tyrant."
"Ooo.. okay."
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"Yes?"
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>>16751594 >You lean over and ruffle Lucky's mane with your free hand. "Think whatever you want, but I say it was a decent making. I could have been worse off. Wasn't going to be no Rockefeller, but I think I've done alright."
>With a raised eye and a small smirk, you look to Lucky. "Well, of course there's room. Guess one of you's got to hold my food for me, hmm?"
>Before Lucky can respond, you move your leg close to her, and wrap your arm around her and pull her onto your lap. >Your hold on Meridian pulls her closer to you as you do so. >Now you have, dare you think about it, two horse butts on your lap. >This is truly a life of sin. >A life of a hardened soldier. "Pfcht. I wish I was that much of a hard hat."
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>>16752163 "Ok... this statue out here is more than a statue. It's a vaguely human shaped construct of some kind, it's LOADED with crystals too. When I got near it, the whole thing lit up and flashed some runes and glyphs at me before it quieted down again. Whatever it is, it looks like it means business. I think I'm gonna give it a wide berth, and hope I didn't wake it up already..."
>Gas Man listens to LONT's report. Space and time? Hm... "Hey, if this place was experimenting with time, that might explain a lot of what we've seen. This place is a bubble of a summer day on a winter night, all the appliances were out of date, those portal stones are REALLY old... What if we're literally IN a bubble of time? I've got a piece of fruit from inside the house here, I'm going to toss it out of the bubble and see what happens."
>Gas Man gives the statue a wary looking over as he heads for the perimeter of the bubble. [1d6+2]<Perception
>Gas Man walks until he is about one foot away from the line where grass gives way to snow. With a gentle underhand toss, he lobs the piece of fruit, and awaits a result. Ga Man !xIArPraIsE
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>>16752489 Muh... muh trip. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16751600 >Sighing at the diagram, she rocks back on her hooves. >"I don't understand much of this.." >>16752163 >Muttering under her breath, Celestia stares up at the ceiling, then around the room frowning. "I don't think I can send another translocation until we know what's preventing it. I get the feeling there's a demi-sentience or something else still working."
>Shaking her head, she turns to eye the crystals and tools. "I'm not sure, my senses are.. dull, now."
>Turning to gaze at the large one, the light grey alicorn narrows her eyes, studying it over and attempting to translate. "I've no idea. Let me see it a bit closer."
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>Pausing, Celestia frowns, gazing across teh room once more. "If this is an early lab or something, there might be an imprint on what was happening here. I can try to see if there's something still remaining, if something has.."
>>16752489 >Cocking her head to the side, Celestia listens in over Lont's radio. >Staring at the room, she takes a step back, jaw dropping in shock. "I.. don't like this. Hold on a minute, I need to see what happened here. Um, if something goes wrong, you might want to knock me out for a bit, Lont."
>Resting her head down, the alicorn flows her awareness into the mansion, searching out the last few seconds of active time before the unicorn's death. [1d6+4] <Expert Casting: Lineation
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>having come in from the elements some time ago >took a refreshing nap, dreamt of hammocks and fruits and various beings I would plow into oblivion >rolling over onto my back, a glow globe catching an eye with it's shifting plethora of color >setting up, plucking it off the shelf >staring at it softly, tossing it up and catching it a few times >"What are we even doing anymore."
Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16751931 >The corpse gives no response >The journal confirms that the unicorn is indeed a researcher, who frequently traveled between major Equestrian cities, even through the Vale, his herd consisting of a gryphoness expert on glyphs, and a Crystal mare with incredible skills regarding runes >It seems fairly innocuous at first, detailing his travels, until it gets to a point where the researcher received an offer to establish a lab in Canterlot >It went well at first, before the work load began to wear badly on him, the entries coming later and later, and in worse penmanship >Finally, there is an entry with the researcher writing about having to deal with jealousy among some less than reputable ponies >...The next entry is over a month later, the researcher detailing the ponies attempt to sabotage his work, resulting in the death of the gryphoness >After apparently stealing an entire labs worth of supplies, he and the crystal mare set up in the Everfree, using the revolutionary transport system that had devised to build a number of increasingly dangerous projects >The three most written about, are a pair of golems designed as both soldiers and guards, and a system designed to manipulate time and space >The final page is radically different from the others, written calmly and carefully... "I failed. Badly. And now I've managed to doom the last pony who still cares about me. And for all I know, I may end up dooming ever single living thing on this world. I've tampered with things I shouldn't have before, but this was one thing I shouldn't have tried to change."
"The time stream around the mansion has been disrupted. I've devised a plan to link it to my life, and freeze it before it ends up spiraling completely out of my control. I can't destroy it myself, activating it has taken almost everything I had, and I can't beat that damn golem on my own."
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16752104 >Jeff eyes the troubled man, and cocks his head at the crystal mare, pokerfaced. >She's explainable, with the Empire's imprisonment. >But Thrill? >She's got him brainwashed to hate those in power, like Celestia, for sure. >'This is what happens when you're out of the loop for almost a month. Whatever 'research' you two have been doing better have been worth the trouble.' >He raises a finger in contrary. "I think it does! I agree with Spiral on this one; we've only had to deal with the 'Tyrant' ONCE. In Canterlot. Everyone in Equestria has been dealing with her for HOW long until we came here? Despite what others have told us by mouth, we haven't had to actually deal with her for how ever long this has been going on. Our disassociation with her past makes us the best for her to turn to, as odd as that sounds."
>The Ranger looks on at the magitek furnace. "That's how I like to think about it. So far, she's done nothing but be helpful, at least polite. So until I see her do something compromising, I'm leaving my prejudice at the door on this one. I know.. it's.. strange."
>Jeff look over at Krinza, then to Nalinya. "She can actually work the forge pretty well. Kinda surprising.."
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16752104 >>16752296 >>16753022 >Jeff looks back over at Collins, making a pfft sound. "HAH! No I meant a juggernaut that's so strung out on.. plus twenty enchains, she IS sex-crazed. Nevermind the other thing."
>Leaning back on the worktable, shrugging at Void's fate. "Mmm. I don't know exactly. I think the thing that brought him to us, took him back to do.. whatever it had planned for him. Last I remember."
>Raising an eyebrow, Jeff smirks remembering the tussle between Twisted and Valden. "She's doing good, now. Slow recovery from being in the doll, but she's out flying a bit now. We had gone there to meet with Nightblade Hodch to get her re-instated in the guard. Oh, you heard about Twisted messing with Valden? Yeah. Hang on."
>Jeff looks over his tacpad, pulling up the video of Twisted harassing the current general, and playing it back for him to watch. "You'll get a kick out of this."
>As the video plays, he glances over to Spiral, blank eyes locking on him. >"Spiral, has Nalyina or Thrill talked to you about their 'expedition'? I can tell they're both withholding a massive amount of details. They've been gone so long, they can't trust anything we're saying." Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16752957 "That won't stop it forever though. It'll keep expanding for as long as it's kept active. If anypony ever manages to get in here without ceasing to exist, I beg you, destroy those crystals!"
>The last entry has a date at the bottom of the page... >...Marking the time at almost one thousand five hundred years ago >>16752163 >The house hasn't changed since you first arrived, and you note nothing new since you last checked the rooms >>16752489 >The statue remains dormant, apparently it hasn't been activated...yet >Nothing happens at first, until a few seconds past, and the apple rapidly begins rotting >Eventually turning into dust, and the dust disappearing soon after >>16752552 >From what you can tell, this isn't designed for transport, but seems to be related to the diagram on the wall >... >After the crystal pony gave the unicorn the hoofboot, he went around to each of the four power crystals surrounding her, activating each one in turn >Black gems, heavily enchanted, jutted out of each one, connecting them all physically, before they began slowly rotating around her >You see a massive overload of power however, before you snap out of it, head pounding Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16752957 >>16753084 >Scratching his head, the jihadi flicks through the pages again >Trying to get a grasp on the situation, he shakes his head “Frozen in time? That would explain why your body is still warm. And with the weird climate in here.”
>Tapping the corners of the journal, he continues to skim through >”An interesting background, you come from.” >”Not a man of science, but still interesting.” >Shuffling in a hurry, he grabs his radio “-Found a journal and a key to what might be to the basement door.-“
“-Journal mentions a pair of golemns acting as sentries for this place or something. And this place is stuck in some kind of permanent stasis.-"
>Walking slowly up the stairs, the jihadi looks for either Lont or Sunbro, journal tucked under his arm >”I hate stairs." “-Last lines of the journal mention destroying some kind of crystals.-"
>>16752059 >Cocking her head to one side, Sparky shrugs with a tendril. "Attractive? Sounds about right, seeing how I was sort after by many Alpha's, only a few in ever got the chance to mate with me, and fewer more did I allow myself to birth their offspring."
>She said as a matter of fact. "I...Guess not?"
>She was confused, win who from all where? Was, was Twisted Wing initiating a mating ritual. >"Why would a female mate with another female, for fun? No, that doesn't make sense at all!" >Looking over to the building, she nods. >the tendrils holding the kriss began to fiddle with the gun, taking the clip out and replacing it expertly. >Not noticing what was happening to the weapon Sparky looks Twisted wing in the eyes. "Thank you Twisted, if I decide to stay for a bit longer would you be my guide?"
>She asked, apart from Old horn this was the only other sentient that seemed to care for her. >Her blank expression was hazard by the corners of her mouth twitching. "Yes. Father Oldhorn treats me like his own, more so then the others."
>Blink. "Really, then I must look for one, where would one be?"
>Looking at Twisted's face, then her 'cutie mark' then back to Twisted again, she hums. "The way you say it, I'm sort of glad I don't have one."
>Without asking, tendrils snake from her armour and begin to trace the outline of the generals mark. [1d6+5] master melee/probing
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>>16753084 "Yeah, I can confirm that stasis thing. That apple I tossed rotted, turned to dust, and scattered to the winds. A whole lot of years hit it REALLY hard as soon as it left the bubble. The golem back here isn't showing any signs of life, so I'm going to check around the left side of the house, it's the only area I haven't looked at yet."
>Giving the golem a healthy amount of breathing room, Gas Man heads for the unexplored section of the grounds. Coming around the left side of the mansion, Gas Man looked for any more clues. [1d6+2]<Perception
Gas Man !xIArPraIsE
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>>16753656 GODAMMIT I CAN'T TYPE
>>16752552 >Looking back at Celly, he shrugged as he made his way down stairs. "....Alright."
>>16753084 >Lont radio's everyone of his findings. "Place is completely clear! Nothing we missed at all."
>Getting up from the floor he listened to >>16753525 Filth. "Well that's really helpful, but I think it might be the crystals on the Golems that Gasman described earlier."
>Meeting up with the sunbro, he shrugs. "Maybe we should find out what is in the basement before confronting the two Golems. And if you're wondering Celly is upstairs in the lab, last time I checked."
>>16753656 "Damn."
>He was hoping of using all of this stuff from the house, since the unicorn wasn't anytime soon. >If the apple disintegrated then what was stopping the other things from the house turning into dust, even if some were made from crystal? > Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16753084 >Shaking her head painfully, Celestia takes several steps backwards. >"This.. is why I was never very good at puzzles." >Grimacing, she shakes her head again, groaning at the stabbing in her skull. >>16753525 >Thudding her way down into the hall, ears perk up, swiveling. "Sentries? ..not good.. stasis, we're.. we're outside of time?"
>>16753656 >Turning to overhear Lont's radio, Celestia blanches. "That means if WE go out, then the same thing happens to us. Luna.. did something like this once to a pear, or something."
>>16753861 >Taking the key from Filth, Celestia tromps down the stairs, shaking her head in worry. "The crystals on the golems, that's almost too simple. If.. hold on."
>Taking the book from Filth as well and reading through it, the alicorn rocks back on her hooves, staring at the lock. >"I'm.. afraid of this event. I'm afraid. This is fear. If any of us try to leave the bubble, nopony knows how many years have passed. If we take the stone, then this could get WORSE over time!" >Slumping her shoulders, one eye closes, the other watching the key inserted into the lock and turning slowly. "We may not have to deal with the golems if I.. well."
>Explaining to the other three the linear memories she had seen, Celestia stares at the door sadly. "She could be alive trapped in this stasis bubble. That's what frightens me most."
>Nudging the door with a short hold, Celestia peers in, light grey horn pulsing in search of any runes, glyphs, or enchantments in the room. [1d6] <Perception
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>>16753656 >There was little to be seen on the left side of the house, besides a trash bin and the leftover...things, of failed experiments >At least that's what you think the power crystal shaped frighteningly like Celestia's horn was >>16753861 >>16753525 >>16754191 >The door almost seemed to resist the key at first, before finally clicking, the door opening silently >A small set of stairs led down into the basement, where you were immediately greeted by a massive wave of energy >You could feel dozens upon hundreds of enchantments in here, incredible magic working to stop this place in time >In the middle of the basement was the arrangement of the four crystals, spinning at breakneck speeds around the form of a crystal mare >She seemed to be in the epicenter of the magic, trapped in a time loop, growing older, younger, dying, being born, all happening at once, almost happening too quickly to be seen with the naked eye >And in front of it, was the second golem >Glyphs and runes angrily flowed across it's surface, the power crystals embedded inside of it saved in a state of infinite power >It hadn't noticed any of you yet, but it was right between the stairs and the manipulator... Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16754609 >>16754191 >Following close behind, the jihad taps on the alicorn “I really don’t like this.”
>With a quick scramble, he gently and slowly jumps up onto the saddle >Resting on her back, his eyes squint as he focuses around the room for anything else [1d6+2]<B.Perception
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>Leaning in, he whispers into her ear “That golemn, I wouldn’t recommend provoking it.”
>Smiling nervously, he taps her ear and sweats internally “My buttcheeks are here for your inspiration."
Gas Man !xIArPraIsE
>>16754609 "Nothing here except the trash can... wait. There are bits and pieces of crystal here... Jinkies! This one looks EXACTLY like Celestia's horn!"
>Jinkies? This mysterious mansion stuff is getting to me. "I'll get back to you once I sort through this stuff."
>Gas Man gingerly hefts the replica of Celestia's horn. Neat! Flipping on his headlamp, he holds it very close to his face, examining it as intently as a man can examine something. He stares into the very structure, nay, the essence of the crystal horn. Tell me your secrets, you beautiful thing you. >Horn examined, Gas Man upends himself into the trash can in a well practiced maneuver perfected during his time on his old world. There's bound to be something in here. [1d6+2]<Perception
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Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16754609 >Blankly staring into the room, the alicorn recoils, one hoof lifting in shock. >"WHAT." >"WHAT!" >"WHAT?" "WHAT?!"
>Taking a deep breath, Celestia steps back, hoof smacking into the wall. >Shaking her head, she stares at the golem, then the Crystal pony.. then the golem. >Biting her lower lip, eyes roll up into her head, convulsing. "Ffffff-FFFFFFFFFFF-"
>"I SHOULD'VE MADE A GIANT CAKE INSTEAD OF BEING IN THIS F-" "FFFFFFF I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANY MORE WHERE ARE THE SKELETONS I'LL TAKE BEING SCARED RATHER THAN BEING TORN APART BY THE UNIVERSE FOR BEING CURIOUS!"
>>16754851 >Shaking her head rapidly, Celestia turns her head up trembling. "If that'd help this situation have no doubt I'd be using it but now is not the time now is the time to PANIC!"
>Gazing at the golem again, she shifts against the wall, wide-eyed. >"I just want to go home!" >Shakily stepping into the room just enough to creep AROUND the room, Celestia whimpers under her breath, examining the golem's body for a possible weakness and purpose, then the Crystal pony and the crystals around her. >"Please don't see me please don't see me please don't see me!" [1d6] <U.Perception
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>>16754609 >>16754851 >>16755295 >>16754990 "Alright gang, here is the plan. Scooby and Shag-I mean Celly go and inspect it at a distance. I'll do it as well but from a different angle."
>Silently treading at a distance from the stairs but giving the Golem a wide birth, Lont looks at the place from a new vantage point. >Looking through his thermals first, he then lifts open his visor and uses his binoculars. [1d6+2] scouting
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>>16748920 >Lake serpents? >Apparently they were harmless,but I still couldn't shake the feeling that it wasn't that simple. >I once again scout the landscape for anything uncommon. [1d6]<Expert Perception
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q6-ZGAGcJrk >>16754851 >Besides the golem and the manipulator, the room was empty >>16754990 >The horn is a power crystal, carved with painstaking amounts of detail >It copies Celestia's horn at the peak of her power... >And was probably just a joke the unicorn made when he was bored >The trash can is mostly just full sharp bits of power crystal, and other jagged things >However, you do find a dildo >Just a dildo >>16755295 >Fear gripping you, you are suddenly granted sight beyond sight >The golem had a massive power crystal embedded in it's chest area, which based on the power flow you were seeing, could only be it's main power source >The Crystal pony seemed to be completely unresponsive at this point, the rare moment she isn't rapidly going through her entire lifespan in seconds, she seems to be completely unaware of the world around her >The crystals themselves were connected by black enchanted gems to each other, forming a square >From what you could tell, those were the weakest points on it >>16755338 >Pushing aside the desire to attempt to rip the golem's head off for a dramatic reveal, you find yourself with a perfect view >The golem doesn't appear to have been finished entirely, a number of holes in it's stony shell revealing the power crystal "veins" running through it Vick !!o6/TUxnhUv2
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>Stumbling dizzily into the mess hall, Vick rubbed his sleeve across a sweat ridden forehead >Panting and staring around blank faced, he wandered over to get some water >Upon taking a sip, his throat muscles convulsed as he up’d the water onto the ground >Dropping the cup as Vick tore into a coughing fit, his throat lit on fire >The room slowly became darker as he slumped to the ground >... >Jumping back to his senses, Vick looked around at the spinning room he was in >‘What... the ffuu...’ >Raising himself slowly to his feet, he watched in awe as the pots and pans applauded his rise from the ground >Raising a hand up to his face to wipe sweat off, he stumbled around the kitchen for a minute >The cacophony of sound was too much for Vick >It seemed like every sound in the mess hall reverberated back and forth through his head >Leaving, he grabbed some cold snow and wiped it on his forehead >He was too damn hot >’I sho.. sho... proba.. help..’ >Stumbling deliriously over to the medbay, Vick struggled with the door for a minute before managing to open it >Using the door as a crutch, he gave a weak look around the clinic
Vick !!o6/TUxnhUv2
>Vick had been sick the past few days, he’d had a cough and sore throat >At first he thought it was just a cold, but it hadn’t been getting any better >It was a good thing he had already grabbed his spiked shoes from the workshop >Stumbling dizzily into the mess hall, Vick rubbed his sleeve across a sweat ridden forehead >Panting and staring around blank faced, he wandered over to get some water >Upon taking a sip, his throat muscles convulsed as he up’d the water onto the ground >Dropping the cup as Vick tore into a coughing fit, his throat lit on fire >The room slowly became darker as he slumped to the ground >... >Jumping back to his senses, Vick looked around at the spinning room he was in >‘What... the ffuu...’ >Raising himself slowly to his feet, he watched in awe as the pots and pans applauded his rise from the ground >Raising a hand up to his face to wipe sweat off, he stumbled around the kitchen >The cacophony of sound was too much for Vick >It seemed like every sound in the mess hall reverberated back and forth through his head >Leaving, he grabbed some cold snow and wiped it on his forehead >He was too damn hot >’I sho.. sho... proba.. help..’ >Stumbling deliriously over to the medbay, Vick struggled with the door for a minute before managing to open it >Using the door as a crutch, he gave a weak look around the clinic
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>>16756009 >Well, Well, Well. >This man seems to have an affliction. >It's not much of a concern, as it is the natural cycle of life. >Nurgle wants a good life of his followers. >He asks not much, but of them to strike down their enemies with disease and suffering. >So where does that leave me? >Hornier than a cultist of Slaanesh. >Having had my fill of nutrition, I made my way back to the nest. >Suspecting that someone might intrude on my heinous acts of pleasure, I licked the door to ensure pain all who enter. [1d6] E. Melee (door licking)
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>Upon entering, I made my self at home on top under the bed that indicated my nest, as the nestling tentacles drew my body safely in home for me to privately continue my acts. Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16753022 >>16753061 >>16752296 "...Like I said, I'm gonna have to talk to her myself. I'm not saying I don't trust what either of you are saying, but I just want to put my mind at rest. Naliyna too. Her stance on this is entirely justified. She's suffered enough."
>And maybe one day, they'd do the same with Cadence, too. >One day. >Collins listened to Jeff's words, keeping an eye on Naliyna's work with Krinza on the shield. "Enchained and totally sex-crazed? Sounds...like a real handful there. You guys obviously took care of her, right?"
>Still concerned over Naliyna's mood, Collins' eyebrow raised. >Somepony that obsessed with fucking? >That sounded...like a trainwreck. >A horrifyingly wet trainwreck. >His expression knitted in deep thought again. >Had Vulgroz gone and paid a visit to the base? "'Something' took Void away? Could you expand on that a bit more? I knew he fucked up, but I didn't think he'd attract attention that badly. You don't even wanna even know just what he set off when he blew up that cave. It...runs so fucking deep, Jeff."
>Fuck. >Maybe Vulgroz really was more pissed off than they'd imagined. >Maybe they were wise to leave him alone for the moment. >Fynri and Lin would have to be spoken to as soon as possible. "Great. As long as she's okay and she gets to see her daughter again, then we all did a good job."
>Being handed the tacpad, the ex-MSF watched the video of Twisted and Valden dueling in the Moors. "Huh...nice..."
>Out the corner of his eye, Collins can't help but notice Jeff turn towards Spiral. >For what purpose, remained to be seen. >Or heard.
>>16755754 >Looking at the Golems exposed power crystal veins, Lont remembered the fist sized one he snatched up. >Lifting it up in his palm, he studies it intensely to see if there were similarities between the runes and enchants on this crystal and the Golem's ones. [1d6+2] scouting
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>Talking loudly enough for his active radio to catch his voice, he tells Gasman what was happening. "Gasman we're in the basement and we have confronted the other Golem, we are trying to deactivate it without going near it. It is guarding the manipulator as well, can you keep an eye on the one outside?"
Gas Man !xIArPraIsE
>>16755754 >Crystal horn still in one hand, Gas Man extracts himself from the trash can and examines the object he found at the bottom. It's... a dildo. A purple, rubber, equine phallus. Gas Man sighs as he examines the fruits of his dumpster diving labor. What appears to be a novelty crystal horn in his left hand, flopping fake horsecock in his right. It's times like these I'm glad I always wear gloves. >>16756267 >Listening to LONT over the radio, Gas Man gives another exasperated sigh as he radios back. "Yeah, I can do that. Not a whole lot going on up here. Dumpster diving was... disappointing."
>Gas Man nearly throws the dildo back into the trash when he realizes that it came from a bin filled entirely with detritus from a lab that was researching control of time and space. So did this crystal horn... Who knows what these things have been exposed to? Maybe this wasn't a massive waste of time? Probably was though... >Gas Man walks back to the back yard and takes up a position leaning on the wall of the mansion, a good distance away from the golem. He keeps an eye on the golem, but also spends a bit of time examining the crystal horn up close, headlamp gleaming off the crystalline lattice. [1d6+2]<Perception
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>>16755295 >>16755754 >Hugging around her neck, the jihadi begins to stroke her, whispering “Shh shh, we’ll be fine. Think happy thoughts.”
>Still rubbing her neck, he shakes his head and disagrees “Shh, keep calm and quack with me.”
“Quack.”
>Rummaging through his bag, he feeds her a small chunk of chocolate as comfort “I’ll touch you."
>Sighing, the jihadi glances at the room with a deadpan stare >“You’re lame, room. You are lame.” >Narrowing his eyes at the golemn for further weaknesses, the jihadi squints and tries to focus [1d6+2]<B.Perception
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>Tilting his head, he blinks and continues to pat the alicorn, fumbling with the hammer in his other hand “Do you have any ideas? I really don’t want to fight that thing.”
“We need to deactivate it somehow.”
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16755754 >Dumbfounded. >Confused. >Terribly, terribly unknowing. >Snapping her head up, Celestia's brain spasms.. >Gloriously. "I should turn that golem into cake, and make the Crystal pony a pair of.."
>>16756267 >Muttering to herself, ears swivel to you, eyes narrowing. >Shaking her head again, she stares at the golem, then the crystals, utterly dumbstruck. "I have.. I think.. I don't know."
>>16756426 >Lifting her head up, Celestia sighs, mane bristling. "I'm trying, I'm trying.."
>Rolling her eyes over with a brief, small laugh, she turns her head to the side. "Quack."
>Taking the piece and chewing it over, she cocks her head. "I fink fo."
>Pulling the hoofboot out from under the cloak, she stares at it, then to Lont's crystal. "I think.. I can find it."
>"But I'm.. risking my mind for this." >From there, light grey eyes wander between the power crystal, the golem's runes, the hoofboot, and the fluctuations trapping the Crystal pony, attempting to find the causality link between each and a deactivation mechanism. >"I'm risking my mind already by doing this more than twice.." [1d6] <Perception
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>>16756267 >The fist sized crystal doesn't seem to bear much similarity to the golem's crystals, but it does seem similar to the ones making up the actual manipulator >A smaller version of the big crystals is what it basically seems to be >>16756390 >The golem is still dormant, and the outside area in general hasn't changed either >The horn was probably made to test the focusing effect of an alicorn's horn, but more than likely, it failed to provide results >>16756426 >Besides the power crystal in it's chest and the exposed areas, there didn't appear to be any other weaknesses >>16756528 >Despite the pain and the danger, being in proximity to the epicenter of the event has shown you a great deal more >The hoofboot seems to have been modified at some point to work as an activator for the various power crystals and power crystal based creations in and around the house, most likely simply because the crystal mare was fond of it >The small crystal was a prototype version of the large scale manipulator, which had the ability to warp time on a smaller scale, which worked >However, the pair underestimated the main manipulator's actual power >The golem's runes were designed to allow it to function within the stasis, and the same runes were located on the teleport crystal >The fluctuations trapping the Crystal pony in the center of the time loop seemed to be how the stasis was maintained, the stress caused by freezing time and space taken out on her body, effectively killing her... >The pain of the massive vision is almost unbearable, but it has filled in a number of blanks
>>16756839 >After this discovery, the wheels in Lont's head began turning in overtime. >"Damn, so this is how it works? Hmmm..." >There were things missing here, so many things left out. >Snapping his head up, he looked to the ceiling of the basement, eyes dilating as he was struck with a conniption. >Shooting his head towards Celly and the hoofboot, then to the crystal in his hand, then up to the ceiling again where Gasman was surely sitting around on the grass outside, he reached his free hand to his already active radio out of habit. "Gasman! Get down here immediately, and bring that horn with you as well!"
>Looking to Celly, he holds out his hand offering the crystal to the grey ashen alicorn. "Here Celly, take this."
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>>16757003 >It's two words LONT, two words... GAS MAN. "I'll be right there."
>Gas Man takes a moment to wrap the Dildo of Possible Temporal Powers in the rags he pilfered from the house before storing it in his pack. Even if it doesn't control time or space or something, if this place is as old as it seems, this is probably the oldest dildo in Equestria. That's got to be worth something to some weirdo. IF it doesn't have incredible powers. A tiny part of Gas Man clings to hope. >Gas Man makes his way into the house and down to the cellar, brandishing the crystal replica of Celestia's horn. "Who needs this for what now?"
Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
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>”I think." Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16756839 >"FFF" >"My everything hurts.." >"FFFFFFF-" >"I was trapped by an uncontrollable creation-" >"FFFFFFFFFFF-" >"I'd rather trade places with her than let it continue-" >Snapping her head up, Celestia's legs buckle under her, staggering from the mental shock. 400/600HP. >Recovering after a minute of shaking, the alicorn blinks down at the pink hoofboot, still levitating in front of her. >>16757003 >Nodding silently, Celestia grips the crystal, staring between it and the boot. >Tapping the hoofboot to the crystal to activate it quickly, she nods. "If the golem moves.. damage the power gem in it's chest, to slow it down a bit."
>>16757090 >Turning her head to the replica, the light grey alicorn blanches, then shakes her head. "I think.. I'd rather not know why this was made."
>Lifting the horn away from you, she stares at it for a moment, linking her consciousness to it's active source with a grimace. "This had better work.."
>>16757118 >Sighing in relief at the contact, and the warm sensation flowing through her body, Celestia smiles weakly at you. 408/600HP. "Thank you Filth. Yes, I think.. we do."
>Facing the golem, she takes a deep breath, shaking away the miserable images. >Creeping around to place herself between the Crystal pony and the golem, the alicorn nods at the three slightly. >Grasping the activated crystal in a tighter grip, she launches it at the field surrounding the Crystal mare, infusing it's power with her own casting and that of her horn's replica. [1d6+4] <Expert Casting: Infuse
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>>16752399 >Grinning at you, the black pegasus shakes her neck under your hand. "I get it. Hard work is one of those rare commodities, makes you stronger in mind and body."
>"Unlike lounging around eating as much rich food as you can stuff yourself with." >Wiggling her right eyebrow, the marketeer flashes you a quick, mischievous smile. "You got that right, I'm gonna b- hey whoa! Nevermind, I like your style!"
>Turning to stare at each other, Meridian and Lucky share a quick thought. >"Should we do what you tho-" >"YES!" >While the ward shifts to face you partway, Lucky snerks, lifting her head up. "You know Pike, it's only proper that the mares give the stallion something in return for a wonderful night out-"
>Gesturing with her chin at a silver tray set on the edge of the covered booth seat, Meridian's horn gleams slightly, setting it in the center of the table. "And this is just the start!"
>Smiling demurely, the cream and peach unicorn lifts a small piece of trout up to you, eyes gleaming sincerely. "One from me, one from her, for the rest of the right."
>"And a lot more when we get back home too.." >>16752948 >Opening the green eye, Risk contemplates silently for a minute. >'Aside from the pegasus managing to find a way to sort my eyes?' >'Finding the strange being.' >'Unless you mean boredom.' >'Or waiting out the weather conditions.' >Pausing, the spear resonates for a second, eye narrowing with a hint of amusement. >'There is always the mind that created it's eye.' >'I know where it is at all times.' >'It cannot see into the Underdark.' >'Perhaps it can be studied for some time?' >'Before finding whether it is indeed Prey.' Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
Operation Complete Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0 Fri 14 Mar 2014 06:37:12 No. 16757535 Report >>16757003 >>16757090 >>16757118 >>16757234 >The replica horn pierced through the field, the crystals stopping, holding in place >The golem's lights stopped, and everything seemed to slow down >Before everything sped up, time roaring forward as a thousand years flew past >The four of you felt yourselves being lifted away from the basement, suspended by a benevolent force >Finding yourselves in front of the mansion again, it seemed to be a summer day, bright sun shining down, green as far as the eye could see... >But the final remnants of the field finally broke, time sliding back into place, revealing a snow covered clearing, only a few bits and pieces of wood showing there was ever a mansion to begin with >Turning around, you all saw the prototype stone, spinning quietly, filling the cold air with gratitude >A pair of glyphs flashed across the crystal, before it began spinning rapidly, words filling your minds "Thank you."
"Now, take this piece of the past, and let it fulfil it's duty."
>Hearing a rumbling beneath the snow, you were all sucked away into the tunnel, appearing back in the Fortress, as you heard the crystal shattering as you left >...the magical mini-fridge, the antique tools, books, the journal, and the cleaning supplies, and even Gas Man's purple surprise were all neatly placed on a couch >And next to the pagoda, stood the 7 foot tall golem that had been behind the mansion, dormant, and ready to be programmed >One last gift from the past Mike Pikeman !Pike.DOqGk
>This is certainly an interesting turn of events. >They seem to have this all figured out, so you'll let them take the wheel from here on out. >As the bite of trout hovers closer, you accept it into your mouth and chew on it. >Sure does sound like they've worked out a lot for the three of you.
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>>16757535 >"What is this?" >"The pa-" >Flinching from the light, an ashen wing is thrown up to shield her eyes. >Blinking at the glyphs, eyes soften from their intent. >Snapping her wing up, Celestia opens her mouth to speak, isntead shrieking. "NO! I DID THIS TO SHARONEL! WHAT DID I DO WRONG!? BRING THEM BA-"
>Stopping to turn her head and vomit from the tearing of reality, the alicorn stands silent, trembling as time passes. >"Why? Why? WHY!?" >Staring at the golem, the alicorn hangs her head down, expression blank. "I w-wanted.. t-to give them a.. a b-burial.. n-not.. NOT A FUCKING FUNERAL!"
>Shaking her head from side to side, Celestia takes a step back, the light grey draining from her coat, mane, hooves, and horn. >Folding her wings against her sides sullenly, she collapses onto the closest couch, burying her head under a wing, convulsing. >"I wanted to save them and I MURDERED THEM TOO! EVERYTHING I TOUCH FALL APART!" Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16757535 >All Operators receive 3 XP >Filth for attempting to sweet talk a door >LONT for staring at grass >Nobody looked under the bed! >Gas Man for not getting too touchy with the golem >Gas Man again for pilfering antique Windex >Gas Man once more for collecting a rare, antique horse dildo >Filth for finding the journal and key >LONT for acquiring the plans for a stupidly dangerous time manipulation system ITEMS ACQUIRED:
Antique tools and books
Antique cleaning supplies
Time Manipulator Diagram
Magical Mini-Fridge
Researcher's Journal
Antique Dildo of possible time manipulation
Guard Golem
Ten small power crystals
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>>16757821 [1d6] There is only suffering Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16748036 >Feeling Claren shuffling around >Feel a light on my eyes >A ray of sunshine has achieved greater accuracy than mine own >Blasting my eyes with a perfect beam of fading sunlight >Rumble >Grumble >No Sidrovich ten more minuets >Tell the bandit fuckface to shove off >Prompt her to twist around facing me >Pulling Claren in a little closer "Five more minuets. No am want get up yet. Sleepy Stalker is sleepy."
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>>16757535 >>16757815 >Leaning backwards the jihadi shakes his head as he runs a hand across his face >”That was both incredibly confusing and depressing.” >Hugging solarhorse, the jihadi buries his face into her neck, laying gently atop of her “No, stop it. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
>Shaking his head, he disagrees and continues patting her, rubbing her back and wings “Even with all four of us working together, there was not much we could do.”
“They were frozen in time and we freed them for there prison. You freed them. Saved them."
>Patting the along across the neck, he blinks slowly and focuses on the alicorn “Let us go, Sunfriend. There is a nice fireplace and magical books waiting for us.”
>Leaning forwards, he throws his arms around her neck and snerks, tapping her muzzle “Take your mind off of this by learning something. I will support you.”
>Gesturing towards the boxes of tools and the books, he smiles gently “Keep calm and quack with me."
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>>16753022 >>16753061 >Silently muttering under her breath, Naliyna ignores the conversation entirely, trying to remember how engraving went. >Taking his book and the piece of diamondine from under the furnace, Spiral leafs through it. [1d6+7] <Expert Research
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>"Naliyna's scars are one of the direct results from Cadence's suicide. Some of the older Crystal ponies saw it as cowardice, while the younger ones saw it as heroic." >Pausing to test each element on the diamondine, with no positive results, he sighs. "How is this even shaped?"
>"Naliyna.. goes beyond terrifying. Something in her words makes me VERY hesitant, Jeff. Don't push it." >>16753574 >Cocking her head to the side, Twisted barks out a laugh. "Then that means you were the most attractive of 'em all for damned sure!"
>Chortling to herself, she shakes her head slowly. "Don't mind it Fleur, not somethin' to worry about."
>Sniffing at the remaining bar, the General pauses from it. >"What's with that look? ..wait, how does a predator elk even.. ehh." >Chuckling brightly, Twisted nods several times. "Whenever you wanna know something, just ask."
>Licking her lips, she bends down for the last bar of chocolate, pausing halfway. "Heh, glad to hear it. I can't judge what you look like. Among my own kind I'm an outcast."
>Pressing a hoof on the bar, the large, dark royal blue pegasus tilts her head to the side. "Well.. I can show you the Moors, they wouldn't mind you there. Need to get you a cloak though. Most of 'em I wouldn't enter, not how you look, at least, not yet."
>Shrugging more to herself than Fleur, she shakes her head. "It's positive and negative, depending on the individual. Not something to worry about, Fleur."
>Snagging the bar before the predelk could talk, Twisted freezes. >"What on Luna's ass i- that's a little.. arousing." >Gauging Fleur's curiousness, she shrugs internally. >"She don't know it, so I can't blame her." "Heh, little cool there."
>>16757535 >>16757821 "What?"
>"What? >He looks around as the world around him changes. "The did we do, why did we do-!"
>Turning jolting away from Celly's shrieking, he recoiled as he was dragged back to the fortress with everyone else. >Falling onto his knee's in the pagoda, he clasps his hands to his head, the sensations of time and space travel bitch slapping his consciousness. "FFFFffffFFFFUUUUUUuuu...."
>>16757815 >Finally being able to hear the world around him after his pounding heart and heavy breathing smothered his eardrums, the events of what just happened and Celly's words caught up to him. >He shut his eyes tight, letting his arms fall to his sides, dangling. >"No, not again. This can't be happening again. The mansion, the trapped crystal pony, the past, it...It can't be the same." "No."
>He tiredly exhaled. >He was tired of repeating this shit, he couldn't even find himself to shed a tear. >Slowly getting up after a moment, he turned his head to the weeping plain grey alicorn. >"Every interaction with her, fucking wjats the point anymore?..." >>16757981 >Looking to Filth, he gave him a sluggish wave. "Go, and take care of Celly. Give me a moment to get out of here first."
>"Just stop interacting with her, that way I won't blurt out or be around when something like this happens. Fuck the past." >Walking out of the pagoda wordlessly, he waved off Gasman as he man his way back to his barrack's room. >It took a while thanks to his mood and the vertigo, but he made it back. Throwing the large diagram into a corner before closing the door behind him. >Falling onto his bed, he mumbled out how power crystals were uncomfortable mattresses before falling asleep, wanting this day to be over. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16756009 >Swiveling around in her chair, Tipper sets the book on pegasi down, eyebrows raising. "Well hel.. lo, there? Are yo- no, no, you don't look all right, at all."
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>Sitting back, she glances to Crazed with a groan. "Wish he was awake.. you're pale, sweating, and your skin is awfully hot. I'm pretty sure you haven't been to the Zebra lands or eaten anything raw from the Moors."
>Pulling a red bag to her in a pink glow, Tipsy opens it, rummaging through for several bottles. "Vick, when did this start, and are you experiencing any other symptoms other than those three?"
>>16756196 >Brilliant ruby eyes turn to you, then back to the furnace, ears flicking in irritation. >"One princess causing problems was enough for my life.." >Affixing a small blade between two shields, the Crystal mare begins sketching in an Empire rune of prescience on each of the four bolts. [1d6] <U.Crafting
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>The black and yellow unicorn stares for a moment, then shrugs, tempering the first sheet of layered titanium and engraving it with glyphs of warding. >"Spiral, can you finish the pol.. pal.. the small shields? They are nearly complete now." [1d6+3] <Expert Casting
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>Sitting back from the furnace, Naliyna shakes her head, sighing at the heat. "It's been so long since I last did this. At least now I have a use for my memories."
>Rolling her eyes with a dry chuckle, she watches the bolts cool, head tilted in thought. Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16756196 >Jeff shrugs, not really wanting to get involved with Naliyna's past at all. "M'alright. I hear ya."
>The Ranger looks at Thrill with a bemused twitch. "Did.. you.. forget why we went to kill Marrowgrin? Sweet, the juggernaut, was her slave owner."
>He shakes his head. >Maybe Thrill didn't know the entire story. "Marrowgrin, bought Sweet at a slave auction, slapped roughly two-dozen enchains on her, and used her to do all his dirty work. Murder, torture, whatever. He was hired, presumably, by Horizon to kill us. He sent Sweet after a group of us in the Vale and we were able to.."
>Jeff's eyes shift uncomfortably. "..'detain' her, bring her back here, and then shipped her back to Stalliongrad. We had nothing at the time to kill her with. Remember Shanis, the yellow pegasi we went to after we killed Marrowgrin? And the brown mare that was fing-hoof painting? THAT is Sweet. Poor thing is so deteriorated she doesn't even know her own age; hell, he filed her teeth to points so she couldn't eat properly without him. He gave her to us, probably because he couldn't handle her, and knew she'd eventually starve to death."
>He inhales deeply. "You want to hear sick? Well, there ya go."
>Regaining his composure, Jeff thinks back to the short meeting with the being holding Void. "I heard it was the mother of all explosions. Hmm.. he was held in a cage by nothing but eyes and a big wild grin. Pretty rational, for whatever he was. Wanted US to give Void a proper sentence. Then he whisked him back away to wherever. Went by Synxfaldir; does that sound familiar?"
>He shrugs. turning back to his lmg. Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16758267 >Jeff says nothing about Malyne in particular, or her coming to stay. >Neither Thrill or Nalyina need to know that. >The crystal mare seems far too.. pent up for him right now. >Needs to take a fucking chill-pill. >Having absolutely no way how Thrill managed to rip the tacpad out from under his gauntlet, Jeff takes it back, possessively, and reattaches it. "Yeeeeah. Was even better being there."
>>16758102 >Jeff's eyes furrow at the unicorn, in complete confusion. >"What... I don't care about Nalyina's baggage. I want to know what the hell they've been doing in the Everfree for almost a month that has them so.. disconnected." >He internally rolling his eyes, focusing back tot his lmg and loading a fresh box of ammo. Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
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>>16757535 >Not this again. >This is just too Gasdamn similar. >Gas Man now stood, head swimming, watching as LONT angrily marched his way back to the barracks, and Filth tried to console Celestia. >Gas Man busied himself by violently stuffing the temporal dildo into his pack, and placing the cleaning supplies in the magical fridge for easy carrying. As he hefted the cube of cold, he sighed. He should say something, but what? What could possibly console her at this point? While he could never know the exact feelings of another, he could sympathize. Quite well, actually. A tortured soul, trapped between life and death, and all attempts to help had gone wrong. Sure, the conflict ended, but not how it should have. Not how it should have... "Filth, you heard LONT. Make sure she's alright. Please."
>Gas Man regarded Celestia. "Celestia, I'm sorry we had to meet again under such circumstances. I know it doesn't help now, but remember them, those ponies. Remember them, but also remember that there is a tomorrow. I'm truly sorry... I don't know what's happened while I've been away, but it's obviously a lot. If nothing else, remember that you have people who care about you, and they always will."
>Gas Man made an attempt at a positive tone. "You said we should talk later, back at the mansion... I'd like that, when you wish, of course."
>I don't even care what happened between her and Sharonel anymore. Holding a grudge does nothing for anybody, and I don't know the details either way. I just hate seeing anybody, anypony, feel like that. >Gas Man turned then. He had originally intended on returning to his quarters, but he simply couldn't stand being here anymore. Shifting the fridge to an awkward grip in one arm, he activated the portal stone, and teleported to the Ferron village. >I don't want to be alone right now. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16757680 >Snuggling against you, Lucky chuckles softly. "Dinner first, then a little walk to something Vorja dreamed of, a place for young fliers to.. bounce around."
>Flicking her wing out, a pair of emerald blades delicately take hold of a steamed shrimp, lifting it up for you with a wide smile. "And maybe a little dancing too, if you don't have four left hooves."
>Meridian rolls her eyes over with a silent groan, reaching out to tap the pegasus on the shoulder. >"That's not what I wa-" >"Calm down you, he'll get the point, heh." >Switching between feeding you pieces of well spiced shrimp, trout, and steamed fruits, the two snicker at each other's puns and snips, both mental and spoken. >Leaving the strange restaurant, Lucky folds her right wing around your left arm, Meridian placing a gentle, warm touch on your right, walking side by side. >You happen to notice pegasi giving the two bright smiles on the way to an extremely odd building. >While it was dome shaped, the dome was inverted and set into several cloud walks. >Young pegasi were leaping into the pit, and.. bouncing off the bright, puffy white clouds. >Lucky beams at the activity, lifting her head up with a laugh. "Now THAT looks fun Pike! What do say to us three joining them, yeah?"
>>16757924 >Putting her left hoof in front of the sunlight, Claren rolls her eyes over. >"I wonder if Luna is in charge of the sun now.. maybe I could ask her to make an exception to Las Pegasus. Ugh." >Blinking at the change of position, the earth mare smiles, poking her nose into your chin. "It's nearly dusk.. you can have your five more minutes, there's another hour or so."
>Kissing your neck lightly, Claren wriggles her way out of the wrapped blankets, flopping across the tarp with a yawn. >"How did I ever LIKE the sun?" >Rolling amber eyes again, she shifts onto her chest to stand up, stretching. >Ambling out into the garden, she pauses at a ripe white.. eyeball? and snags it, munching. >"..MMM! Really good!" Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16757981 >Shivering under her wing, the now flat gray alicorn pulls her wing tighter around her head, slowly calming from the violent depression. >Pushing her wing off, reddening eyes stare numbly at the other side of the pagoda. >"Freed them.." >Refusing to acknowledge the thought, Celestia lifts her head up, eyebrows furrowed. "..fireplace.. I almost..."
>Nodding slowly, she lifts herself up to stand, placing you atop the saddle carefully with a small smile. "..quack. ..thank you."
>Lifting the pile of books in a square collection, she turns to leave, stopping. >"No.. not like this. I can't let them suffer like me." >>16758183 >Staring after, Celestia snaps her teeth together, focusing a brief thought to you. >"Thank you for helping my daughter, Lont. I.. I expected too much. I'm stuck somewhere in the past, and I don't know how far. Don't worry, I'll.. be fine." >>16758442 >Staring at the portal stone until you speak, the alicorn lifts her head, facing you squarely. "..I was just like them, lost and.. not even knowing it. I think I need to.. speak to everypony. Everyone. One by one."
>Nodding slightly, Celestia's eyes turn to watch Lont leave, then back to you. "Feel free to ask me wh.. after tonight. I need to sit and think. Something I haven't done in.. ages."
>Dipping her head a fraction, she turns to the rest of the the collection, shaking her head. >Tiredly sliding across the ice to the pony barracks, the door is pulled open, closing after her. >Entering the shared room, Celestia sets the books across the dresser, then turns to stare at the fireplace. >"It hasn't.. we haven't been gone for.. how long? Less than.." >Giving up on that thought, eyes turn to the bed. >Lifting up, the mattress is slid in front of the fireplace, blanket and pillows atop. >Letting Filth off, the saddle and cloak are placed neatly in the locker. >Stretching out across the mattress, the flat grey alicorn sets a book in front of her eyes, one wing around the jihadi. Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16758564 "Sweeeeeet"
>Snuggling intensifies >Groan as she worms we way out of my grasp "Nooo You are the best Stalker warmer ever!"
>Her escape eventually dragging me mostly out of the blankets >Falling flat onto the dirt >Groan... >Untangling myself from the cacoon of blankets >Standing up and throwing on my gear save the weapons >Poking one of the eyeball looking things? "Do you think we should send one of these to some kinda plant pony?"
>Staring back at they eyeball >Eventually heading down the stairs "So do you want me to wake her up or do you want to do it?"
>Looking down the dark stairs "I don't want to get pelted with kitchen utensils if she's not a night-owl."
>This pone >She skurs meh Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16758267 >>16758308 >Spiral sets the book down, grimacing internally at the memory of Sweet. >'Now that I didn't want to remember.' >Rubbing his temples with frozen hooves, he shakes his head. >'How depraved and disgusting. I've never known a slaver and I already want to go hunt them down and kill them all.' >Deciding to continue his work on the pauldrons, the Marquis teleports himself into the furnace, focused on creating a residual learning enchantment. [1d6+11] <Grandmaster Casting
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>Setting the two shields to the side, Spiral rolls his eyes, lying across the anvil. >"My apologies. They've been researching the thirty something odd legendary beings Cadence supposedly met long ago, well before the Lunar-Solar War." >Holding up one pauldron against each hoof, he nods slightly. >"Much, much older than the five sisters, and far more, well, incredible. I THINK they may even have evidence of their existence, something that even I thought ridiculous.. but then again, I'm not them." >Placing the two outside and sitting on the furnace entrance, forelegs crossing behind his head in, by far, the most unnaturally mimicked pose yet. >"Suffice to say, her 'baggage', Jeff, is quite possibly the only reason she hasn't decided to kill Celestia." >Pulling the book to him to study through, one eye turns in your direction, then back to the notes on diamondine. >"Do me a favor. Take a good look at BOTH of them, Jeff. Look at her scars and tell me she doesn't have a right to be suspicious and furious, then look at Thrill, the one being that's supported her, and brought her past, what was a depressing 'life' with no end in sight." [1d6+3] <Natural Speaker
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>"I'll be the first to kill her if she DOES become hostile, which, unless I miss Filth's intentions entirely, will never happen. No one is going to be truly satisfied, Jeff. Think on that." Vick !!o6/TUxnhUv2
>>16758261 >The room spun violently as Vick allowed himself to be guided to the bed Hey...
>Vick stared stupidly at the roof as it began to swirl, colors from the unicorn’s casting mingling in >It was quite a show... >Unsure of what to do, his body began spasming >It wasn’t right how the roof was doing that >None of this makes any sense >Have I been asleep this whole time? >Suddenly snapping his head to look at Tipper as she made noise, Vick watched as her mouth seemed to move in slow, irregular motions >Raising his hand up to his mouth, he tried to swallow some of the frothy saliva >Only to have his throat muscles convulse, causing the fluid to exit his mouth and decorate his lips >Entering a coughing fit, Vick wasn’t very responsive >Eventually gathering himself, he settled for watching the ceiling move and the walls swirl Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16758774 >Thanking Gas man and Lont both for their inputs, the jihadi grimaces at the situation >”She should not beat herself up so much.” >”None of this was her fault, not once.” >Rubbing her neck, he nods slowly, giving her a smile in response “We’ll get through this, together. Like we always have.”
>Resting next to the alicorn, he moves further under her wing >Staring at the book, he blinks tiredly and points towards it “What book are you read there?”
>Reaching under her, he begins to rub her belly softly “I’m always here, Sunbro. Always here to help.”
>Smiling brightly, he runs a hand over one of her ears, briefly flicking it “You still have that favour that I promised you.”
“Anything you want, best friend. You name it."
>Pulling out a bar of chocolate, he nudges it in-front of her, unwrapping it “Mmmm, delicious. I’m sure a certain beautiful alicorn like yourself would appreciate some chocolate right now.”
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>>16758820 >Turning her head back to smile at the tent, Claren shakes her head, sighing happily. >"How silly." >Sitting in front of each plant, she places her hoof in front of each, making small circles and humming quietly. >Pausing at the one she just ate, she rolls her eyes. "Nope. They're really tasty. This one is.. unexplainable, but tasty."
>Leaning down to sniff the plant, the earth mare sits up straight, eyebrows raising. >"That's odd, it can still grow? Unle-" >Quickly digging between her teeth for something, she mutters something muffled, standing up and trotting to an unused spot in the northern corner. >Digging a hole rapidly, Claren leans down, spitting a small seed in and patting the soil back in place. "She's probably awake by now."
>Stretching up on her hooves, she cranes her head to each side with a last yawn. "Mmf.. I doubt she'll do that. Mist is one of the nicest ponies I've ever known, but I'll go see"
>Sauntering out of the garden to the stairwell, Claren tromps down it, humming still. >Calling back up after a minute, you hear a droll, humored tone. "She's already in the kitchen and has everything set up, so if you want something to eat better, let her know now."
>>16758986 >Scowling suddenly, Tipper glances back into the bag. "I don't know WHAT this is but I'm positive I've seen something like it before a long time ago."
>Dragging out an IV bag and setting it on a hook above you, a pulsing red sphere drops onto each of your limbs, numbing them temporarily. "Don't know how you feel about needles, but I'm about to find out. Try not to move Vick."
>Carefully inserting the small needle into a responsive vein, she sits back, metallic eyes widening. >"What th- I have no idea what this is but there is a foreign contaminant, either bacterial or viral, since there's.." >Retrieving a tiny needle, a dose of mild tranquilizer is administered, frowning. "Crazed, I could really use your help right about now."
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>>16748920 >Natalia smiled, bowing "Happy to help my friends, it was the least I can do, is there anything else you need? I've been rather bored back at base and want to do what I can to help you."
>They were eyeing her crotch >Creepy...
>>16759571 "I got a few things and positions you could d-*CRACK*
>Before the small Grypthon could finish what he was saying a larger one brought a balled up fist down on the top of his skull. >Beak planting the snow covered square, the green tipped catbird groans. "Sorry about that, but Razeek has awlays wanted to "repay" you for feeding him and his family."
"Which you belong to sadLYEEEEEE!"
>Razeek squawked as his wing was pulled hard to shut his pecker up. "Anyway, I'm Lok'cen and yes, we would like your assistance in something."
>He pointed a wingtip to the foggy mountaintops above everyone's heads. "Those."
Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16758261 >>16758267 >Collins hadn't even realised or fully remembered Sweet and Marrowgrin. >Or the fact he'd somehow grabbed Jeff's pad right away from him. >His head was all over the place. >Too much fuzz, not enough solid. "...Sorry, I'm just a million miles away from here. I've just got far too much to think about right now. I know Naliyna does, too. It just makes me worry. Her, the princesses, everything."
>In short, it'd be nice if everyone, everypony was alright here. >If that were even possible in the chaotic flux of Razorback fortress. >Collins set to rubbing both his temples thoroughly. >Naliyna being upset in any way didn't bear thinking about. >Something small and black was trying to claw away at the edges. >He didn't want to think about it. >He'd want to fix it, if possible. >After the shield was done, he'd remind himself. >This could not go on. >Not even the news that Void had been taken to pay for his crimes, quite possibly vindicating Collins and Naliyna from any blame from the other ancients was easing his mood. "...I've heard the name, but it's not the one I was expecting. Just let me explain. There's caves...reliquaries, all over the Everfree. Each one of them was created by a legendary being, an ancient of the world, who acts as its guardian. They mostly remain dormant until they either want to wake, or something forces them to. Each reliquary houses life and keeps balance in the forest, as far as we know."
>The mercenary placed his hands on the table, fingers knitted in a loose pyramid. 1/2
Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16759862 "So you see now just what Void went and did? You destroy a reliquary, you upset an ancient. And you upset one ancient, you pretty much upset them all. From what I know, Synxfaldir's meant to be a real bastard, but that wasn't his reliquary that got destroyed. Seems kinda odd he'd take it upon himself to bring 'justice' to Void."
>Catching a quick glance at Naliyna, Collins added; "He seems to be the only real bad apple out of the bunch so far. The rest - the ones we've met at least are incredibly reasonable, affable and patient. Which is good because if they were really were the vengeful type, we'd all be ash by now."
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16758951 >Jeff's eyes widen slightly, pausing only a fraction a second on hearing about legendary beings, as he feeds the belt of ammo into the receiver. >"Well, that's.. pretty fucking incredible; good for them. That sounds interesting as all hell." >He'd be lying if he wasn't a little.. jealous. >"Wait, five sisters? Who else is there, other than Celestia, Luna, Cadence, and Chrysalis?" >He turns back around to look at the Marquis quickly, before stopping, and then toward the lockers. >Always figured the scars were from something really bad. She's never really explained it to anyone else. He guesses she would've if he ever asked. >Jeff thinks on his own scars: the mangled one on his left shoulder, the one on his right leg, and all the little ones here-and-there across the rest of his body. >But there was no way he was going to compare, his were only skin deep now. >He no longer cared for the shrapnel that had lacerated his calf, or his sniper wound. >And hasn't he been doing the same with Belltower? >Done nothing but help her through a very difficult time? >Where Nalyina's was apparently hell, the batmare's new one as a doll would've been an entire similar one if he had never found her. >NOW, they had to deal figure out the Void Remnant; whenever she wants to go and ask Luna about that. >Jeff lets out a distant sigh, eying the Marquis again. >"No one is ever 'truly' satisfied." >>16759862 >>16759869 >Jeff looks back over at thrill, punching in a fury of information into his tacpad. >Legendaries, reliquaries, ancients. >And he thought a remnant was a lot. "Yeah.. I remember Synx mentioning reliquaries. Have you seen one yourself? They sound like.. giant sealed ecospheres to me.."
>He shrugs. "Mmm.. Synx wanted to step in and deal with Void before you got to.. whoever's reliquary he destroyed."
>He furrowed his eyebrows, feigning knowledge of whatever Spiral he just told him. "So.. legendaries.. That sounds.. pretty amazing. Care to give me the.. short version?"
>>16758102 >Ear flick. Blink. Tendril fondle. "Thank you then Twisted Wing, I'm sure you are the most mated pegasus here."
>"Are all like this? I need to know!" "Are there others here that I can converse with, and are they like you?"
>Blink. Sniff sniff. "Why are you an outcast?"
>"This world with so many weird names." "Moors? Cloaks? I don't know what all this is but if you are going to show me when you have time then I'll like to learn them."
>She said, a tiny smile breaking through her emotionless expression. "Father Oldhorn said I would be seen different, so I'm prepared to be shunned by others....To be alone."
>She said, shaking out her long shaggy neck. "The wooden tendrils would be, yes."
>Retracting the tentacles away from Twisted's plot, Sparky looked to the generals wings. >Sending them forth, the began the same sensual and molesting process like they did with the mark. >And like before the Pred-elk was completely oblivious to it. Mike Pikeman
>>16758564 >With a reaffirmed grip on Lucky, you hold her closer to you as she snuggles in. "Hmm, that sounds neat to me. I haven't done much of anything like dancing though. I mean, I know how to waltz, but I ain't never used it. Can ponies waltz?"
>These two seem to have something more than you expect planned, but as long as you're a fed man, you're a happy man. >You accept the food as it comes to your mouth, and laugh along with the jokes they tell. >They are snickering a lot though, even for a really funny pun. >After the three of you had your fills, you made your way out of the restaurant with the two on your sides. >Since Meridian has no wings to hold onto your arm with, you've opted to place your hand on her side as you walk together. >Despite yourself, you can't seem to ignore the proximity of your hand to her rear. >It feels as though you've gotten a problem with horse behinds much like the problem some of the guys had with morphine. >The three of you come across some kind of jumpy pit as you've observed of it. "I uh... wish I knew what it was, but sure, I'm game for it. Let's do it."
Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
>>16748920 >As Cu'Nir gave her thoughts on the topic, Ghost raised an eyebrow. "Lake serpents? Sounds like all kinds of trouble."
>Perhaps if he went looking in there hard enough, he'd find the Loch Ness Monster. "Fine up here, though. I think."
>Last time he thought that, he had to loose a frag. >Best be prepeared for the worst, just in case. [1d6]<Ambush
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>>16755708 >Apart from the trailing water serpents, you catch sight of shimmering movement along the surface of a mountain side that was close to the lake. "I take it you feel like we're being followed, and not b the serpents?"
>Said Blackbeak, the wind minimal enough for him not to strain his voice. >>16761264 "They are, but they can't reach us, hehe."
>She coo'd, her wings flapping proudly. >You look around some more, and just like Swe, you feel the lake serpents are the least of your worries. >And for some reason you feel like Cu'Nir knows this as well, but for some reason she was playing dumb about it. >Was this some sort of plan? >The end of the lake finally came into view in the form of a tiny sliver of dark blue snowy ground on the edge of your vision. A stark contrast to the black reflective surface of the lake, it reminded you of a thin headed pint of Guinness. Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16761517 >I was right,we are being followed. "Yes,and the movement I just saw on the mountain solidifies my concerns."
>We're sitting ducks up here. "Alright,take us down as soon as we're over land,we're easy targets to track up here.
>I look back towards the mountain and try to find further movement. [1d6]<Expert Perception
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Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
>>16761517 "Good to know."
>Ghost replied, a hint of sarcasm lingering in his voice. >>16761598 >Ghost looked to Swe, just able to hear his voice over the wind. "Will do!"
>Clearly, Swe had concerns about something on the ground. Ghost immediately began scouring the area for anything he could see worthy of note. [1d6]<Perception
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>>16761598 >Blackbeak can only sigh and agree. >He knew being put in with Cuu would put him in unnecessary peril. >You could see the outlines of several creatures skimming the surface of the mountainside, the closer you got to the shore the faster they went. >>16761764 "Here we are."
>With a final flap Cu'Nir spiraled down to the shore, gliding down back to earth. >Ending the flight with a galloping stop, she dislodges you from her back with a hop. >Turning around you see Swe getting the same treatment from Blackbeak, the two Grypthons taking defensive stances towards the shore in front of them and the mountainside where the movement was seen. "Hehe, this will be fun."
>Flicking her steel wings out, the huntsmaster purrs loudly. >All the while Blackbeak was staying still, not even moving his raptor eyes to spot the enemy. Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16762585 >Jumping down from Blackbeaks back,I enter a defensive stance,aiming my carbine towards possible targets. >My eyes scan the mountainside. [1d6]<Expert Perception
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"Alright everybody,brace for contact."
>This ought to be interesting. "They'll be coming from the mountainside,but keep a lookout for flanking moves."
>The sand doesn't make for good cover. >That ain't good. Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
>>16762585 >Shortly after landing, Ghost began checking around the area quickly, searching for anything of use, or just the enemies themselves. [1d6]<Perception
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>He drew his sai, and decided it was high time the runes got put to use. However he was supposed to make them work. >Keeping his figure low, he moved away from the group slightly, trusting the runes to shield him from sight. "Keep 'em distracted."
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>>16762694 >You can't see much now that you were not in the air anymore, but you could hear something from the water approaching rapidly. >Blackbeak and Cu'Nir were ahead of you when it came to preparation. >The huntmasters wings were twitching while the enforcer was as still as a statue. >the black Grypthon seemed to be concentrating [1d6+2] master meditation (first strike)
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>>16762836 >You disappear, the red runes burning brightly for all to not see. >Your sai's seemed to react to the runes as well. >The ripples in the lake had transformed into large streaks, forwarded by the head crests of the serpents. >the movements from the mountainside you could no longer see, for the lakes beach and expanse was in between the closest mountain base and you. >With a burst of water and roar, the water serpents shot out of the water and came slithering up the shore at high speed, much to your surprise. "Vait for them to get closer."
>Cu'Nir advised, she was in serious mode now. >The hunt had begun. Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16763337 >I fucking knew these serpents would factor in later. >It was time for some serious asskicking. >I draw my Axe,ready to sever some heads. "Alright,let's give them a fight to remember"
>I brace for the upcoming slaughter. [1d6]<Expert Leadership<Melee
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>>16763337 >Ghost observed idly as the serpents approached. >("Oh, of course they'd be an issue.") >His hands tightened around the sai, eager to strike, as he waited for the opportune moment. [1d6+1]<Stealth
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>Your axe's runic lightning lashes out in eagerness. >There was movement to your right above your eye level, like there was a flying enemy. >The water serpents closed the distance between them and the group. >Blackbeak was staring blankly in the opposite direction while Cu'Nir flapped into the air and dive bombed the first one at the head of the group. [1d6+16] steel wings
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>>16763450 >Stealth'd, you observe Cu'Nir lunging into the fray while Blackbeak was facing the other direction. >Glancing over to Swe, you catch sight of the familiar shapes of Wyverns. >One in particular. >A Diver and a pair of Spotters to coming out of stealth, the largest flapping in place and rearing up to attack from the sky. Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
>>16764307 >Looking around the battle, Ghost quickly settled his gaze on the Wyvern about to attack from the sky. "Up, above you!"
>He threw his sai back into their sheaths, and grabbed hold of his MP5, lining up his sights. Hastily, he wrapped his finger around the trigger and fired a couple of shots, making himself known, ready to try and slip away again. [1d6+6]<Small Arms + 2 Ambush Tokens
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Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16761047 "Yeah. Me and Naliyna have been inside...let's see - two of them so far. They're mostly crystalline, but yeah, they're complete ecospheres, each one built to however the ancient sees fit. Each one a natural work of art."
>Still intent on trying to figure out just what Spiral and Jeff were doing, Collins cocked his head, watching the two intently. >Sighing slightly, he continued. "That...would have the one belonging to Vulgroz - before it got blown halfway across the Everfree. If Synxfaldir hadn't come for Void, you can bet your ass Vulgroz would have. His golems got destroyed too. His creations. He's really not happy about it. We're kinda laying low until he calms down - IF he calms down."
>The former MSF was watching Jeff hurriedly record details onto his tacpad. >And the expression on his face right now verged on the incredulous, privy to some joke Jeff was unaware of. "That WAS the short version. Man, you do not wanna know how much we've recorded so far - like literal hours of it. And we've only come across about...three out of twenty to thirty plus of the ancients. You'd be better off waiting until the book comes out, or you can ask us to take a look at the pictures we've taken anytime."
>Abruptly rising from his chair, Collins picked up a spare pair of snow spikes, heading for the outside, door left open. >Open enough for Jeff to hear the next statement. "Man...this ice, huh? Jeff, you should come out and see how these snow spikes work. You, uh...REALLY should."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16759047 >Putting the book down after a minute, Celestia sighs heavily. "I'm.. expecting too much out of myself Filth. I was never good at puzzles or games and.. I made this worse by.. freaking out."
>Curling her wing around you, she sets her head on a pillow, shaking her head slightly. "I don't know yet. If I can't understand it I'll take it to Spiral."
>Smiling appreciatively, the flat grey alicorn nods. "I know you are, and that you will."
>Rolling her eyes over, her ear twitches. >"Stoppiiiiit." "Well.. I'll have to hold onto that then."
>Sniffing at the bar, Celestia puts her nose on the edge, thinking for several minutes. "Mmf."
>Cracking it in half and chewing it thoroughly, she places the other half in front of you. "I have something I need to do. I'm going to go talk with everyone, and everypony, one by one. All of them. I can't put it off any longer. You.. understand? I can't keep running, it's doing me no good. For now I'm just going to read a bit."
>Folding her wing around you, she smiles briefly, burying her focus into the book for a while. [1d6] <U.Research
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>>16759862 >>16759869 >Flicking eyes to you, Naliyna shakes her head, sighing internally. >"I'm going to have to make this up to him.." >Leaning over the titanium sheets, the Crystal mare slumps her shoulders, muttering. "I really need to know what I'm doing.."
>Taking the book from Krinza and peering through it, the two continue their work unabated. [1d6] <U.Research
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>Staring at each other atop the pagoda, Fynri blinks first. >Lin stares uncomfortably. "That.. can't be her."
"Nope."
"I think we need to tell them both."
"Yep!"
"Lin.."
"What?"
>Sighing, the red finch slaps his beak. "Nevermind.."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16761047 >Spiral puzzles through the few notes for a minute, then tosses it to the side. >Dissatisfied with the pauldrons, he brings them back to him, reinforcing the learning enchantment with a sigh. [1d6+11] <Grandmaster Enchanting
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>"Now you see what I mean? Consider standing in her hooves for a bit, then you see how the world changes." >The green mask in the top left hand corner of the screen flashing for several moments. >All three searches turn up several text and picture documents before freezing. >"Invalid information retrieval detected. Purging search results." >The mask turns white, then green as the information is wiped off the miniature drive. >>16761054 >Slicing the last bar in half, Twisted stares at it for a moment. >"Can she FEEL them? Damn.. that's kinda.." "I dunno if I am or not, but I like to think so. There's not enough of us here to have foals of our own, but we're adding more members to this place."
>Poking the half bar with a grin, she cocks her head to the side. "Well, there's.. four other pegasi besides me. Nah, we're all different, just like your own kin look, smell, act, and think different."
>Spearing a chunk, bright hyacinth blue eyes peer at it for a moment. "You smell the wildfire in me right? I uh, had some things done to me. I'll explain later."
>Quickly snapping one half and devouring it whole, the General snorts, amused. "Cloaks are made from quite a few things, mostly plants though, something to keep the rain or wind off you, like a second coat. The Moors is a huge swamp with a city of ponies in the middle of it."
>Shaking her head, Twisted gives Fleur a ragged grin. "No reason to be worried here. We're a camp of outcasts, thus, we're the best of company!"
>Eyebrows raising, the large pegasus stares for a moment, then lower, carefully edging the blades flat to her feathers. >"This is awkward!" "Tell you what, you hungry? If so, let's get you somethin' and I'll teach you what I can."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16761254 >Meridian puffs her cheeks out, then snorts, breaking into laughter. >"Lucky you fool!" >Lucky shakes her head up at the covered booth's ceiling, grinning. >"Yeah yeah, keep laughing Merid.." "Yep, we can. But you're going to have to remember!"
>Picking up a cue, the pegasus and unicorn press their ass on your legs a bit firmer, letting you feel greater warmth than before. >"He's going to be suspi-" >"So what? Night's not over yet!" >Meridian, noticing the height disparity, enacts a float enchant on herself, walking a foot higher than normal. >Lucky turns her head up at the position of your hand with a smile. >"So he's an ass stallion eh? I can work with this." >Flexing soft, toned muscles across her flanks as she skates above the cloud material, the black pegasus whistles merrily. >Grinning at the cloud pit, Lucky pulls her wing free, tapping your leg lightly. "There's two rules to this game. Rule number one, ya have to stay IN the pit, you can jump or roll, but you can't fly. Those clouds are made so even if you land on them from a hundred feet or so, they absorb the impact. Rule number two, whichever of us three gets tired first loses and has to do what the winner says! Now, let's go!"
"Lucky wait!"
>Ignoring the ward, the marketeer folds her wing against her side tightly, leaping down and in, bouncing from cloud to cloud chortling. [1d6] <Lucky
>Meridian stares after, then looks up at you with a sheepish smile. "If.. WE don't go, she's going to win and make us do what she wants, tonight."
>Nudging your leg with her neck lightly, the cream and peach unicorn stares in with a small grimace. >"I'm going to lose, I know it.." >Jumping in with a squeak, Meridian flails her legs, planting into a cloud sideways and bouncing off. [1d6] <Meridian
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>>16766288 >They want to test your endurance. >In a bouncy pit of fun. >Even though they probably won't hear you, the words slip out of your mouth. "You two realize that I'm a man who's traveled miles on foot and fought for days without sleep, right? Welp, better get a move on."
>Feeling no fear and a sense of competition, you hop in after them and curl up into a ball as if diving into a lake. >After landing on a cloud with a spring like landing, you extend yourself and push yourself up. >Holy shit this was a terrible idea you're so fucking high right now what the hell is this even >After another landing you start to find the fun in this. "This is amazing!"
>You start bouncing through the clouds and laughing nearly hysterically. >It is an irresistible act that you find yourself performing, despite the possible consequences. >But it is too late now, as you have just bounced up behind Meridian and gave a firm slap on her rear before bouncing away. [1d6+2] Cougar Hunter
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>>16764972 >Sitting back from the anvil with a groan, Naliyna puts down the sticky chisel, shaking off sweat. "So hot! How can you stand this all the time?"
>Staring blankly, the Crystal mare picks up the chisel again to work on the second sheet still. [1d6] <U.Research
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>Krinza, unaffected, simply shrugs and continues scribing the second sheet. "Born this way. Lived with it all my life in Anfang and Vale."
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"Pleh."
>The second you open the door, a bright red finch and a green bodied, pink winged hummingbird land on each of your shoulders, on chirping, the other trilling.. although it seems Lin was merely following Fynri. >"Thrill, that's Celestia all right, but she's weak, grey, and mortal." >"Also really tired and has scars. Buuut I'm going to stay out of this one." >The disguised Phoenix King peers into the workshop, clacking his beak. >"I'm reluctant to agree with Lin, and I'm not going to. I'll be keeping my eyes on her." >Giving Jeff a stare, the finch flits in, darting around him to land on Naliyna's head. >The pink and green hummingbird trills again, then nestles on your shoulder. >"I want to weave something soon too!" >Spiral, sensing something interesting, teleports off the couch into the pagoda.. >And stares. >"Oh." >"My." "EEEEVVVEERRRRYYYYYYTTTTHIIIINNNGGG!"
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16764972 >Jeff nods at Thrill, in a small form of awe. "You have? That's got to be the most amazing thing.."
>He smirks as Thrill heads for the exit. "I've already taken a stroll out there with them. They work like a charm!"
>Jeff waves him off, before heading over to see what Spiral's been doing with the pauldrons. >>16765912 >He looms over from a safe distance of the elemental unicorn. >"All the more reason for me to get with Kraut and work on that camera. Imagine, being able to witness legendaries and ancients in live video.. actual living proof." >The Ranger looks down at his tacpad, tapping the screen in annoyance at the lost data. >Eh, he has names. That's good enough for now. "So, how're they coming along? Just getting the enchanting done?"
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16766643 >>16766740 >Jeff stares as Spiral has some quirky outburst and fucks off somewhere. >'The fuck kidding me?' >Eh, whatever. >Jeff heads to the exit, passing Krinza and Nalyina. >Putting the spikes back on and chilling next to Thrill, he looks at the two birds perched on his shoulders. "Where.. did you get those little birds? It's the middle of winter. Shouldn't they all be somewhere warmer?"
Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16759112 >More food >Made by glorious food pone >mfw >Stalker my ass downstairs and behind the counter >Slide my way over to the window "I'm not coming in there since you seem to like your cleanliness."
>Looking down at my dirty and fucked up cammies "And I am not a model of that in any way. I should really have a better pair of these made. But if you wanted to, you can make what you want in there for yourself. And if you wouldn't too terribly mind something for Claren. And just a egg and cheese sandwich for me."
>Moving back over to the bar "Alright time for a wake up call."
>Grab vodka bottle >Fill up shot glass >Exhale >Down >Face scrunch >SCRUNCHING INTENSIFIES >Slam the glass back down >Clean it off and wash it out "Alright. I'm awake now. Say what you will about flavorless alcohol. It wakes you up in a hurry. "
>Waiting for Teflon pone to come out with foods >turn to ask her "So where did you two meet?"
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>Having finished his daily spreading of his Nurgle infested seed, Bordavich exits his nest and heads back outside. >As he passes by, he leaves various gifts for operators to find. >He is a joyful one, he who loves all around him for being hosts of even the tiniest of Nurgle's influence. >His time will surely not span long if others find out about him, but he is sure that his self containment is effective enough. >Though... he is a disgusting, disease ridden creature. >Maybe he doesn't belong here... >With these thoughts, Bordavich droops his head and sluggishly walks out the main door of the base. >His air, once full of perfect disease and fumes, now only tastes of melancholy. >Maybe a creature will be foolish enough to consume him and spread Nurgle's gift further than he ever could. >Though, just about anything could do such a thing. >What a pitiful servant of Nurgle he is.
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Finding nothing acceptable or understandable, Tipper sits back in her chair, glancing to Vick. >"Going to have to keep an IV in him at all times. I don't know what's causing it. Crazed isn't responding, Hollow's probably with Roust.. there's nothing more I can do." >Tossing the notepad on the desk, the aged doctor stares up at the ceiling. >"No choice then. Spiral?" >Pausing from the ancient books and tools, the Marquis stiffens. >"Tipper?" >"Set up quarantine and disconnect the portal stone, got something here that I don't know." >"Positive?" >"Yes, something is troubling Vick and I have no idea what it is, but it's trouble." >"All right, one minute." >Tapping the central rune of the stone, Spiral stares up at the roof with a scowl, focusing. >The large gate closes, sealing tightly, as do the six smaller gates. >A clear shield solidifies around the Fortress, merging underground to form a perfect bubble. >The Fortress's crystal, feminine voices speaks to all those awake. >"FORTRESS ENTERING SHIELDED QUARANTINE LOCK DOWN. TRANSLOCATION STONE UNUSABLE. GATES SEALED. SHIELD ACTIVE." >Placing the book back, Spiral stares at the collection critically. "This is going to be.. annoying. That means Pikeman and Mc can't return for a while.. and Mercy is gone. Hrm."
>Shrugging, he teleports the books and tools to his lab's sealed environment, then seats himself on a couch with the journal, interest piqued. >"What do we have here?" >Glancing across the way, the elemental's expression shatters. >"What.. the.. fffff-" >Teleporting the LAST item somewhere, hopefully, safe, Spiral continues staring. "...I totally didn't see that."
>Burying his head in the journal, legs cross, and a lit cigar is teleported to him. >"Fortress, find what's causing this. I suspect tonight is going to be very, very long." [1d6+15] <Arcane Awareness
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Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16765367 >Smiling, the jihadi pats the alicorn and nods “You shouldn’t expect so much of yourself.”
“Everyone freaks out sometimes, I do.”
>Nodding, the jihadi bites a chunk of his own piece of chocolate “I’d go to Spiral, or you could always go back and speak to your sister.”
“She was helpful with your learning.”
>”heheheh.” “I would do anything, I love youuuu, sunbru!”
>He continues to nod, tapping his chin in thought “What favour what you ask of me, Sunfriend?”
>Resting against her, the jihadi sighs softly and pats her neck “Yes, we’ve put it off for a while. I wanted you to talk to your sisters first, to let them know how you are doing.”
“Gas man said he wanted to speak with you. I would suggest talking with him first.”
>”She’s busy with her book, what should I do?" >… >Recoiling at a sudden idea, he smiles as he pulls out a piece of paper and a pen >”Dear Princess Mooncunt; Fite me. You won’t do it, you’re scared. You’ve always been scared of me, and now I’m calling you out. Next time I see you, I’m taking your crown. And your title. And the sun. Love, ~Filth.” >”P.S; Candyass is way better. She is much into prettier than you.” >Wiping the letter on his ass and farting silently onto it, he folds the letter and nudges it at Celly “I’m bored. Can you send this letter to Luna for me, please?"
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>>16767270 >This is not good. >The base behind Bordavich is locking down. >This must be of the fault of the sickened one. >He cannot remain near! "Shit. Nurgle watch over me."
>He breaks out into a sprint into the dangerous woods. >Containment of a Son of Nurgle is unacceptable. Biohazard Bordavich
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>Remember my mandate to suck a thousand dicks >Return to the fort >Slink back into my hiding place >Await glorious mansteak
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>Rocks fall from the sky and crush you as your leave the bouncy pit. >GG
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>Walking towards Twisted after returning to base >You bend over, stripping from your suit >Revealing your crusted over dirty anus for punishment
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>>16767415 What happened with this place?
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16766461 >Bouncing from cloud to cloud, Lucky pauses on one, laughing at the young pegasi passing by her, ending in tumbles and cackles. >"So Vorja can come up with something like this? Maybe I should send her a drink or something." >Peering back, the marketeer snorts loudly. >"She's gonna get him for that one." >Meridian pauses midleap, whipping her head around in surprise before tumbling into the sides and sliding to the center of the bowl. >Staring up as you pass by, the ward's face scrunches, trying to fight down laughter. >"If OUR stallion thinks he can do that without paying for it, he's in for a surprise!" >Combining their pursuit of you for next ten minutes, twenty, then nearly thirty, you find yourself dropping off the final cloud, exhausted and heaving. >Lucky follows a bit afterwards, landing upside down outside the bowl, Meridian continuing on. >Standing at the highest small cloud, the cream and peach unicorn smiles down with a triumphant pose, panting heavily. "I.. WIN!"
>Floating the two of you back to the bar and the now shared room for a quick shower, laughing brightly most of the way, the unicorn decides to do something.. different. >Leaning against the large bed, Meridian flashes a tiny smile, averting her eyes from Lucky standing under the shower with the door open. "I think.. I know a place in the residential. It's a large dance hall. Lucky and I could, um.. get on our best outfits, and go there. What do you say?"
>>16766740 >>16767008 >Leafing through the book idly, Spiral groans. >"Knew I'd forget. Sorry Jeff, little busy with something. They're nearly complete, but there's a situation. Tipper states there's something infecting Vick, and it needs to be contained." >Pausing, the Marquis stares at the golem for a moment. "I wonder if.."
>Shrugging, the elemental decides to examine it's functions and test what it's capable of. [1d6+7] <Expert Research
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>>16767578 >There hasn't been a single creature out here. >Maybe they can sense the plague within. >Might as well just make it quicker. >You take your mask of and breathe the air around you. >Disgustingly fresh. >Oh well. >You take out your cigarettes and light one up before taking a few puffs of sweet tar. >The tar lessens the disgusting air. >Feeling comfortable, you take the lighter and light the bottom of your pants on fire. >The flame grows, and burns. >It cleanses your filth. >It burns your soul. >The various grenades you carry ignite and explode as the flame finally consumes you and finishes the job much quicker. >There is nothing left. >The blood that should have been was long coagulated and stiff. >The only thing that remains of Bordavich is a oddly durable paintball gun, which was left behind at the edge of the forest. TheCrazedDoctor !U/4JWDwk56
>>16767578 >Wake up >Check Cooler for blood >Silence "I know Suit we only have 12 of 50"
>Silence "We'll have enough in a while we need to get out into the woods"
>Grab one blood jar >Just in case shit goes south >Pack up Med-Bag >Head by the Mess for water and food >MFW >Head out into the forest >Slap on thermals "Now where might a Predelk be?"
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>Having given Spiral the information he wanted, Vanil glances around the workshop quickly after the announcement. >"Great, now I can't go look around. This night gets weirder and weirder." >Landing on the couch next to Kraut, the black and grey pegasus taps his side lightly. "Uhh Kraut, would you by any chance.. ever experiment on me?"
>"Please say no I don't wanna become a golem!" >>16767176 >Peering out from the window, Mist Dancer's eyebrows furrow deeply. "Claren.. didn't tell you? That mare always seems to forget something important!"
>Rolling her eyes over, she shakes her head, already carving off two thick slices of bread and cheese, then an egg. "She'll probably just want the same as usual, it'll be a minute."
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>Setting a plate and a bowl of bland smelling soup on the counter after a minute, Mist shrugs, going back to cleaning the kitchen. "It does. The Guards ar- were all issued a bottle daily."
>Satisfied with the ritual, the chef leans on the entrance to the kitchen, frowning slightly. "I met her when she was promoted to Keldon's new Royal Guard unit stationed outside the Empire's borders, over two years ago now. She was.. well, always hungry, or drinking. Had her father's attention to fitness, so she'd always try to trade something for more food. Besides."
>Pointing a hoof up at you, Mist snorts. "You could just ask her, unless you're worried about something."
>"Stallions and their meddling.." >>16767806 >You run face first into the gate. >Poking at it, you discover it won't open. >Suit thinks either you're going deaf or simply refused to hear the quarantine announcement. >Suit also states that Tipper could use your help identifying the pathogen infecting Vick. >For science, of course. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
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>>16767578 >Pausing from the golem's functions, Spiral stares up at it, cold blue eyes spasming. >"WHAT?!" >Tipper, pausing from her tea, lifts her head, frowning at the information collected. >"Spiral.. how is that even possible one of them can carry so many diseases? I don't even KNOW most of them!" >"I've no clue, at all. Listen for a moment, this golem here is.. old, very old. It's experimental, and has some form of elemental lance functions." >"Spiral, I don't want to kill one b-" >"LISTEN TO ME TIPPER! I'm taking full responsibility for this, if I have to go and be tried by them all, I will, but he's also carrying something ELSE that I don't want to see destroyed! Crazed was stopped at the gate, he might be coming back. Deal with Vi-... deal with Vick." >>16767802 >Allowing the Fortress to let Bordavich leave, Spiral follows his progress, scowling. >Teleporting out, the Marquis shrouds himself in flame. [1d6+10] <Expert Elemental Form: Magma
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>Gazing about, Spiral stares at the strange weapon, cleansing it thoroughly before teleporting it into the armory. >Lifting one forehoof slowly, he stomps it down. >"Damn this." >A roiling wave of magma detonates off him, incinerating a 100M circle. [1d6+10] <Magma Shockwave
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>Staring upwards, obsidian eyes harden, the earth around him bubbling and pulled free, vaporizing the sheet of ice coated it. >Forming a tall red spiral of magma, he nods, dropping it down over him. [1d6+20] <Lance: Magma Diver
>Staying still, Spiral continues searching the clearing for evidence of contamination. TheCrazedDoctor !U/4JWDwk56
>>16767841 "If you didn't put me in comas then I might have heard"
>Giggling silence "Asshole you almost got me killed"
>Silence "Wheres Vick?"
>Silence >Follows Suit to Vick "Hello comrade, you feeling a little under the weather?"
>"Lets see the issue" [1d6]research untrained
"Hmmm... rabies..."
>Put a bandage around his mouth so he won't bite >lean in "Hope you like needles"
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"When you get better give me a bottle of blood"
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Sauntering through the shield, something whistles cheerfully. >Long, thin claws tapping each other, Synxfaldir's red eyes gaze back and forth, a wide fanged smile filled with absolute merriment. >Striding invisibly to the western Operator barracks, he taps a specific door, then leans in. "I've worked out a deal with Vulgroz. You can rebuild his Reliquary, but you're probably not going to remember anything during. This might take a few years. Or a hundred. Regardless, those two will be safe now."
>Grabbing Void with his claws, Synxfaldir vanishes. >"Oh Lin, Fynri? Vulgroz should be calm now. If he starts anything further.. go ahead and take pieces out of him." >>16768252 >Cross-checking Tipper's diagnosis of symptoms with your full medical knowledge, you find a virulent, rapid acting strain of rabies intended to infect only humans. >Frowning heavily, she shakes her head. "I'll.. have Spiral go check everything, see if there's anything more that's been contaminated."
>While you inject Vick with a small concentrated dose of iodine to prevent , the aged doctor collects several antiviral compounds, combining them with your precise instructions. >Staggering the injections every five minutes over the next hour, Tipper checks Vick after the last one, trying to find any further evidence of the pathogen. >Shaking her head, she returns to her chair, throwing the notepad onto your desk with a sigh. >The magma form roams around the entirety of the base, searching out all possible contaminated items and areas. >Stopping at one of the rooms, 'Spiral' scowls. >Destroying it utterly, he turns and lumbers out the door to the center of the courtyard. >Sitting atop the sigil, he rumbles slowly, obsidian eyes shutting. >"Sleep.. for a while." Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16767841 >fell back asleep >didn't really have any plans to do stuff >wha.... announcement? shit, we quarantine now >lightly yawn "Wha? I hadn't planned on experimenting ON you, maybe WITH you, but that's a whole other thing."
>man I been sleeping too long today >sit up, stretch, and actually get up "Welp, I need some food right now, too bad I don't have access to the messhall right now, good thing I keep food on the ride."
>get junk set up from car >heat some of the pickled veggies and olives >set aside in case Vanil be hungry >git to heating the good stuff, and by good stuff I mean picked sausage and spam >open a bag of dried fruit to split I guess >grab some cider and sit back down on the couch "It's something I guess, now we just wait out the quarantine in this little cozy workshop slumber party."
>it's like the ice storms back in Missouri before I moved, but with horrid diseases >just keep eating next to Vanil, grub is grub TheCrazedDoctor !U/4JWDwk56
>>16768497 >Fall asleep >Silence >Look around the waiting room of a surgery room >Six unusual people we're waiting outside >Skinny ass motherfucker walks out of the surgery room >"You cannot believe how much this hurts" >Pussy >Guess I'm next "Mhmm Mhhmm"
>Get up >move to the surgery room >There is a bloody table a refrigerator with hearts of all sizes in it >"Hello" >Looking over I see a german man covered in blood >Wait I know him I've seen him before "Mhmm Mhhmm Mhmm Mhhmm Mhmm Mhmm"
>"Yes take your seat" >That was when he cut open my chest and put a huge heart in it then healed me up with a medi-gun hooked to the celling >Then the man started to dance and the world swirled away >Medic's Face When >Then I woke up "HOLY SHIT THAT HURT"
>Silence Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16767008 >Collins awkwardly froze as Fynri landed on his shoulder. >Then Lin. >Just as he was trying to have a private moment with Jeff. >Who apparently wasn't taking the hint. >...Awkward. >At least that Alicorn was confirmed as the real Celestia. >Collins visibly relaxed, as soon as Fynri flew onto Naliyna, and Jeff stepped out. >But Lin still remained perched. >It's not as if anyone knew who or what they were, though. >They were just normal birds. >NOTHING STRANGE HERE. >Collins tried shrugging. >As best as he could with a hummingbird on his shoulder. "...I dunno, man. We're in the Everfree. Weirder shit happens all the time, y'know? Maybe the birds here don't fly south. I ain't no...fuckin' ornithologist."
>Collins bet Cecile never had these kind of problems. >Especially not with magic birds. >Or Quetzals. "Besides, that's not even what I wanted to talk to you about. Outside. In private."
>The mercenary took a deep breath. >Then started. "Shit...I haven't even told you why we're doing this, right? Naliyna's a born wanderer, that's how she is. She's never been happier then when we were out in the Everfree. That's her reason. Mine's kinda different. I was United States Marine Corps, a war correspondent in Vietnam. Recording life was my life. This comes naturally to me."
>And here came the real reason for talking to Jeff outside. >The former MSF stared briefly over the fortress buildings, then turned back to Jeff. "But there's one thing...I've come to realise here. Save for Natalia maybe, we're gonna be the first and last humans in this world. Once we're done, we're done. That's it. Me and Naliyna, we're like two jigsaw pieces that fit together, but we're from two different boxes. Really can't see kids in our future. I'd like it, but...hah, it's just a little...impossible, y'know?"
>Shrugging, he continued. 1/2
Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16768849 "So that's why we're writing this book. I wanna have something to pass down to future generations, even if it's not my name and my blood. So why not teach ponies, griffons, whatever about the ancients?"
>Collins paused. >This was going to be difficult to say next. "But you...you're different. If you and Belltower are gonna be...serious, then you've got...a daughter to raise. You've gotta really, really think about that. Maybe we all gotta raise her too if she comes here to stay."
>A hand was placed down on Jeff's shoulder, attempting to empathise. "You're in a pretty unique position, man. Think about it."
>FORTRESS ENTERING SHIELDED QUARANTINE LOCKDOWN. >Oh god, what? >What?! >Collins hustled back inside, expecting Jeff to follow suit. >What the...fuck was going on? >THE EVERFREE WAS FUCKING SAFER THAN THIS! Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16768646 >Staring at you for a moment, Vanil stares up at the ceiling for a moment. "Huuuh.. well so long as you don't turn me into a golem than it sounds fun!"
>Nodding several times, he sits on the edge of the couch, kicking his back legs rapidly. "I'd rather not leave myself, it doesn't sound too good."
>Watching you for a few seconds, the scout snaps his focus to Krinza and Naliyna constructing.. something. >Taking one of the cans of olives and sniffing it, Vanil blinks. >"Weird, why would you put food in something you can't open with hooves? Unless wingblades are needed, but I don't need them." >Draining off the juice, he grimaces, and downs each one with hardly a care. "Mmphmm!"
>Setting the can down, the dimunitive pegasus cocks his head to the side. >"Is a slumber party something like.. ooohhh! Now it makes sense.. wonder how he means wiiiith... oh. Oh. OH. Well, uh, that's a little odd. I dunno but.. now I'm a little curious." >Flicking his eyes to your crotch and back rapidly, Vanil studies what he can. [1d6+3] <Expert Perception
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>>16768781 >Waking up without moving, Tipper takes a deep inhale, eyes snapping open. "What happened? Something wrong with Vick?"
>Metallic eyes focus on the unconscious Operator for a moment, studying him. >"No.. he seems fine now." >Returning to you, she shifts to the other side of the chair with a sigh, two small blue orbs forming and rubbing her temples. "Bad dreams again? I hear that, have plenty of my own sometimes."
>Tipper frowns, then gazes out with the Fortress's awareness at Spiral, dead asleep in an obsidian shell. >"I have to wonder if you are what they've made you to be." >Linking her mind to the demi-sentient's, the faded healer speaks through it to all those awake. >"QUARANTINE LIFTED, LEAVE SPIRAL WHERE HE IS. REMOVING THE SHIELD." >Sitting back in her chair as the gates unlock and the shield drops, Tipsy closes her eyes for a bit. >"Fortress, remove Spiral from command. He needs.. time." Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
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>>16768849 >>16768865 >Jeff decides to ignore the birds as Thrill continues. >A war what? >This guy's as operator as he is! >The fug? >Eyebrow raises in bemusement. "A war correspondent? Nam? Wow, you're kinda.. dated. No offense. I was born in '77."
>He shrugs his shoulders, smirking at Collins. "US Army. 75th Rangers, back in the 21st century. I got around to.. a little bit of everything, at one point or another."
>What is he going on about? >Oh. "Yeah. We're pretty much much going to be a one-generation kind of deal. You can always.. adopt?"
>A smirk come across his face. "Or you can always ask Discord to transmute yourself into a pony, like Mc, and try for one that way."
>A snort escapes his mouth at the thought, slapping the Marine on his shoulder. "No. But I have. She has.. we both have. If.. WHEN she's finally arrives, we're gonna.. foalproof the base."
>The Ranger tilts his head to the side in thought. "Yeah.. I know. I don't think I'd make a good-"
>>16767270 >>16769126 >Jeff looks up as the Fortress blares its announcement. "QUARANTINE?! WHAT?! Contamination?"
>He bolts back into the Armory with Thrill. >And just as quick as it came, it was.. lifted? >Confused. "Well, that was anticlimactic."
>Looking back at thrill, he shrugs. "Hey, did you ever go through Marrowgrin's waist pouches?"
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>Hearing the announcement and receiving an.. unpleasant bit of news from Tipper, Denra shrugs atop the Arena. >"Understood." >Teleporting into the workshop to sit on the wall length bench, the mercenary diplomat shakes his head slightly. >"Well I suppose I can do most of that.. but good luck getting me to forge anything." >>16768849 >>16768865 >Listening in absently until distracted by the something, the green and pink hummingbird's head slowly turns, watching Synxfaldir with something before disappearing. >"Well that's good news! ..wait, did he say to take pieces out of Vulgroz? I dunno.. his head might be really heavy. I can't pick that up." >Cocking her head, the Druid turns her head up at you, wings lifted up in the artificial breeze. >"That was weird!" >Krinza stares up at the red finch atop Naliyna's head uncomfortably. "Friend?"
"Well... yes."
"Is i-"
"Nope! He's fine."
>Moving on to the third sheet, the Crystal mare and two-toned unicorn continue their scribing and etching. [1d6] <U.Research
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TheCrazedDoctor !U/4JWDwk56
>>16769126 >Well I feel like I need more protection >I dont want to be cut open anytime soon "I heard earlier Denra could enchant?"
>Silence "Oh yea Suit told me that"
>head to the workshop >Me entering the workshop "Hey, my Suit told me you do some goddamn good enchantments"
>Putting out my hand "Nice to meet you I'm TheCrazedDoctor"
>Pull out the two kukri "Could you put a void enchantment on these?"
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>>16767310 >Smiling slightly, Celestia stares into the books secrets. >And is completely confused by the universe as a whole. "I.. couldn't ignore it, you understand."
>Nudging you lightly, she stares at one page, eye spasming with knowledge. >"HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE!? THE LAWS OF PHYSICS CAN'T JUST BE DENIED!" "No, no. I just want to be with you for a while now. I'm a little reluctant to go back for a while."
>Snugging her wing around you, the flat grey alicorn snorts warmly. "I love you too, Filth. Heh, quack."
"I have no idea yet, but I'll think of something."
>Smiling briefly, Celesta lets out a long yawn, then blinks. >"This book is impossible, but I can't stop reading." "I'll.. save Cadence for last, I think. Mmhm. I'm just going to read through this, and then.. I dunno."
"Hm?"
>Setting the book down a moment, the letter is pulled up. "Yes, I can, though it may take several hours to arrive."
>Nodding, flat gray eyes pulse momentarily, the letter disappearing. [1d6+4] <Expert Casting: Translocate
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>>16769359 >Tipper, swiveling around in the chair, chuckles, lifting the notepad in front of her. "Denra can, yes. I notified him to go to the workshop just in case."
>Waving as you leave, she turns to . >Light yellow eyes turning to you, Denra smiles politely, tapping your hand with a hoof. "I can do the basic ones, yes. I'm Denra, I.. hrm. My memory isn't so good, but I remember you on the train."
>"Odd name." >Gazing between the two weapons, the mercenary diplomat chuckles, lifting both in a yellow grip. "Easy."
>Phasing each out in a small void for several minutes, they return.. >Except for one. "NO, NO, GO AWAY!"
>Forming an ice lance, an oily tendril is severed off one of the handles. "..okay, there you go. Whoo, always disliked Void."
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>>16769589 "Thanks"
>Go back to the Med-bay "Happy dreams Tipper"
>Fall onto bed tired >Asleep >Pic Related Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>All except the Operators are rendered asleep, motionless where they are. >Humming calmly, Empress Silver drops lightly into the center of the Fortress. >Tapping the obsidian covered elemental lightly with a giant silvery hoof, Silver smiles tenderly. >Strolling lazily to the pegasi tower, she peers down at the burning pegasus speaking to the predator elk. >Shifting into the clinic, the mess hall, then the pony barracks to visit all the sleeping ponies, whispering a boon to each. >Standing in the center of the mess hall, Silver's eyes narrow. >"Do they even give their support, support? I will chide them for their lack of positive action." >Phasing out to stand above the sleeping Allys and Pella, she gives them both a kind smile. >Sauntering to the center of the mess hall, the Empress lifts her head, deep green eyes glowing brightly.
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Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sat 15 Mar 2014 03:51:41 No. 16769967 Report >>16769796 >I knew something was off when Pella inexplicably started sleeping. >I felt -something- in the air, something telling me something was wrong. >And then? >Well, there was the silver earth pone that just popped up. >And she was MASSIVE. >I mean, I thought Celestia was large. >Size aside, though, she is incredibly powerful if she can do that sleep magic...thing. >Noted. >I stand up from the chair I was sitting on, and approach the Empress. "Uh, Hello there?"
>I hope I didn't break any rules regarding conduct. >My disregard could be the end of me. Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16769796 >Face twitching uncontrollably, Hollow stared upwards >Sitting among the plants and tending to their every desire, Hollow wondered what new disgusting monstrosity would appear today >Wiggling into his gear and rushing out of the Nest, Hollow immediately slipped and fell over >psst >Standing up shakily, and skating, bashing, and hacking his way through the snow and ice, Hollow began approaching the mess hall... >...and hastily ignoring the golem by the pagoda >Stepping through the doors and shaking the snow off, Hollow stared >Staaaaare >hfw pic related "Who the hell are you and why are you so goddamn BIG."
>Smooth Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16769589 >>16769796 >Nodding, the jihadi pats the alicorn on the neck, brushing his hand down it “Cadence is kind… I think. Haven’t met her, would like to though.”
>Smiling brightly, the jihadi snickers for a little bit and nudges the alicorn playfully “She’ll have a blast when she reads that.”
“Nothing bad, but she’ll find it amusing.”
>”Still want to fight her though, maybe in the arena.” >”Motherfucker doesn’t know what’s coming.” >… >Hearing a voice, the jihadi raises an eyebrow and turn to the alicorn “That voice… Stay here or come with, I need to check this out.”
>Strolling out of the pony barracks, the jihadi inches his way towards the messhall >Peering in, he stares at the empress, quickly rolling into the mess hall >Cautiously approaching her, he pokes her with a finger “You. Feel, like mystery.”
>Standing back up, he takes a few steps back “How have you been, haven’t seen you since the brothel.”
>Scratching the back of his head, he coughs awkwardly “Speaking of which I don’t remember anything we did."
Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16769796 >...What just happened? >Collins didn't remember waking up. >Or even falling asleep, for that matter. >There was a call for quarrantine. >That was bad. >Then it was lifted. >He was going to reply to Jeff about something, then, sleep? >Then came the voice. >This was a weird day. >A weird, weird day. >What the hell was the fifth sister doing here? >Stepping out into the mess hall, Collins cannot help but be drawn by perhaps some unspoken power in the pony's words. >The former MSF's eyes meet with deep green ones. >Wary. >Apprehensive. "Hello there...Empress."
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16769796 >Jeff looks around the Armory, noticing Krinza and Naliyna have frozen. "Thrill.. what the hell.."
>Turning his head, he focuses on the direction of the Mess Hall. "Empress? I'm checking this out, I don't know about you, man."
>The Ranger exits and heads to the Mess Hall. >Entering, he notices several others, including the giant silver pony in the middle of the room. >No the Allys and Pella are slumped out. >'This.. is not good.' "Greetings.. you have us at a disadvantage. You seem to know who we are."
Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16767841 >Be gifted yet another masterpiece from Iron Chef Pone >Nom >Oh god >Its perfect >Just the right amount of yolk >Cheese melty as fuck >She is truly a prodigy of the kitchen "Oh no she told me about not going about the kitchen and not going in it."
>Nom again "Though I don't plan on it anymore now that we have a great cook."
>Eat while she does her thang >Every once in a while nodding or responding to let her know I wasn't just stuffing my face. >But damn if it wasn't hard to not just focus on the sammich "I could. But she ain't here right now. And you are. So I asked you... Besides Bringing up the past with her hasn't exactly gone our way for quite a while."
>Shrug "In any case. Is there anything you'd like for your stay here? If your gonna work here. I want you to be comfortable."
>After getting done with muh sammich and taking care of the dishes "Thanks again for the sandwich."
>Head into the sitting room to find Claren >When I eventually find her "I talked to Mist she seems like a pretty cool gal."
>Givin her a kiss "I need to head to the fortress to talk to kraut."
>Smiling "And tonight. I want to try something new."
>Add a little nibble to the end of the last kiss "See you in a bit"
>Head on out into the street >Down to the stone >Punch in the coords >FWoooOOP >Fucking vertigo >Head into the messhall to see if there was any food on >Motherfuck >Think for a second to deploy Pile bunker >Oh fuck it. >Now way in hell can I take her alone >Harumphing "So... To what do I owe the pleasure?"
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: Empress Silver Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sat 15 Mar 2014 04:15:55 No. 16770338 Report >>16769967 >Tilting her head slightly, the Empress gives you a lustful smile, four gleaming white fangs flashing for a moment. "Greetings to you, Dante. You have treated Esera and Pella well, thus you need not worry of offending me. I greatly approve of you."
>>16770006 >Smiling instantly at you, Silver's eyes close momentarily, tendrils of recognition from Roust singing in your mind. >"A new Champion of the Hive, I see." "Empress Silver. I have always been much larger than the other four sisters. It pleases me greatly to see your improving care of the Changeling. I greatly approve of you."
>>16770131 >Celestia smiles lightly at the book, setting it down. "Between her and Chrysalis, they are very kind."
>Poking you with her wing, the alicorn raises an eyebrow. "I have no idea what you mean, but.. all right."
>Shrugging slightly, the flat gray alicorn sinks onto the mattress, then remains motionless. >Without moving, the Empress disappears and reappears in place, gazing down at you with a familiar lustful smile. >You also remember the unnaturally warm, inviting sensation of her 'skin'. "I have been well, as have you. You have taken exceptional care of Celestia. I.. greatly, approve of you."
>Flashing a quick, pleased expression, Silver tilts her head to the other side, then leans her head head down, whispering sultrily. "Curious, yes? I explored your intent, and what the rest of these ones would do. That is all."
>>16770228 >The hummingbird cocks her head, holding onto your silk suit with a grumble. >"Wait a minute I KNOW HER!" >Blinking at the Empress, then blowing a tiny raspberry. >"HEERRRR! She's a weirdo but a funny one." >A quiet, calming silence reaches across the mess hall to you, glowing eyes closing for a moment, then opening to give you a pleased smile and nod, free of lustful intent. "Thrill, your care of Naliyna fills me with the greatest of of prides, beyond that as a mother. I more than greatly approve of you."
Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16769126 >wat "Wat, why would I?"
>he is perfectly fine now, if not a little on the thin side >absolutely adorable on the hoof kicking "No it doesn't, but it's relatively safe in here."
>it's always safe in the workshop >heating up stuff goes here, and eating said stuff "Man, I forgot how bland this junk is, oughta make your favorite food or something to compensate, what is it anyways?"
>always gotta have good food >lean a little bit towards Vanil >...why is he staring at my junk "Er.... see something you like?"
>friggin ponies and their openness about sex and penis observation >>16769796 >and he just fell asleep out of nowhere >landed in my lap, absolutely adorable still >mess up his mane before getting up and heading toward the messhall >slip around quite a bit before making it >finally get in the door and shake off the cold, only noticing the pony after I started talking "So, why did you want to- holy hell it's a biggun- I mean, nice to meet you, the name's Kraut."
>tact is never required >unless speaking to giant pone Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: Empress Silver Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sat 15 Mar 2014 04:33:15 No. 16770576 Report >>16770245 >Turning her head slightly, the Empress's expression flattens for a moment, then returns. "As it always is. Even the one thinking of himself as a pony still is unable to prevent the sisters from entering freely. You are Jeff, the favored of Belltower. Your care of her is.. acceptable. I approve."
>>16770269 >Mist Dancer rolls her eyes over, then turns back and enters the kitchen to clean something, anything to relieve her OCD. "Then she should've told you why. I'm obsessed with keeping everything clean, some of the places we've been were.. very bad, health wise. Thank you, I learned from the best."
>Pausing from scrubbing off a cooling chest, the dark teal unicorn glances up through the window, then stares down. >"Like I figured. She really did it.." "It's better if you don't know then. Take my advice and leave the past where it is. No, there's nothing I need. There's a bed and a couple couches, a kitchen, storage room. I don't travel with anything anyhow."
>Taking the plate and calling back a 'You're welcome!', the unicorn stares around, bristling. "That mare.."
>Pausing from a lockbox, Claren shakes her head, smiling. "She's the best cook I knew."
>Returning the kiss, she sits back with a nod. "All right. Something-?"
>Eyebrow raising, the earth mare shrugs. "All right."
>"Wonder what that means.." >Turning perceptibly, the Empress remains silent for a minute. >Facing you, her tone drops into vaguely threatening. "Your care of Claren has been questionable at best, and vile at worst. As long as she remains well, then I will not return for you again. I cannot approve."
>>16770504 >Lifting her head, flowing silver eyebrows raise slightly, then return. >"Such strangeness." "Greetings to you, Kraut. I commend your actions with, and for, Spiral, though he is challenged simply by existing. I highly approve of you."
>Gazing about the seven, the Empress opens her maw, fangs gleaming. "I am here to offer gifts to those that have aided my little ponies."
Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16770338 >Smiling warmly, he pokes the Empress once again and nods “That’s good to hear! What have you been doing all this time?”
>Coughing, he smiles awkwardly and nods at her words “Celly, she’s… getting better, but naturally I am still worried about her. Thank you.”
>Tapping his fingers together, he ponders his next words “I was also wondering, if you could speak with her."
>Smiling nervously at her advance, he tilts his head to the side, his expression turning into a genuine smile “You’re good at making me feel aroused, I’ll give you that."
"By explored do you mean my… you know? I don’t remember anything from our encounters. Was it l-lewd?"
>Approaching her, the jihadi lifts his hand up and touches her face “Why do you feel so nice, so warm… So what brings you here? Just a friendly visit?"
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sat 15 Mar 2014 04:41:57 No. 16770696 Report >>16770338 >Oh, phew. "Greetings to you, too!"
>Treated them well? >Well, yeah, I tried. >After fucking up in the beginning with Esera... >But what's done is done. >Greatly approves of me? >But I haven't done all that much... >At least, I don't think so. >I mentally shiver. >I don't know what to think about that smile... >Or those fangs, for that matter. >I thought ponies were supposed to be vegetarian. >Or at least, only eat fish. >But then again...Rune... >It makes my brain hurt, for lack of a better phrase. >>16770576 >I sit there, and listen to what she has to say to the others. >Damn, Sister. >I didn't think you had fucked up THAT bad. >And Jeff...acceptable? >Dude fucking rescued her from a void remnant, and he's acceptable. >How strange... >Filth is being to Celestia... >That reminds me, I need to talk to her. >On behalf of Strangler's advice, of course. >Oh, cool. >Hollow is doing right by Roust, and that's okay with me. >Regardless if he flung me into a wall, and injected morphine into my system without telling me what it was... >Thrill...haven't seen him in a while, but if what Silver says is true, then that's good. >Kraut is helping with Spiral, but he needs to convince him to take a break. >Out of all of us, he deserves one. >Or needs one, rather. >I pause from my reverie. >I smile, but cock my head quizzically. "Gifts...you say? Color me intrigued..."
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Correction Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sat 15 Mar 2014 04:43:00 No. 16770720 Report Quoted By:
>>16770696 >Filth is being kind to Celestia... feck Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16770338 >Blinking and nodding rapidly, Hollow kept a close eye on those fangs >Those fangs!.... "Gotchaaaaaaaaa, your the fifth one. Noted."
>Twiddling his thumbs and staring, Hollow raised an eyebrow "Uhhhh...thanks? I suppose. I've been trying to do good by her, and I think I've done alright so far."
>Somebody sure seems high and mighty... >Shaking his head and coughing quietly to keep from cracking up at Mc, he twitched violently at the mention of gifts >This can only go well >Mc's face when S1LV3R<33P
>>16759628 "Mountains? What about them?" She asked, taking her binocs out to have a look.
"IS there some evil monster, some mega demon or just some disgruntled grif or pony up there causing trouble?"
>She looked through her binocs [1d6]
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Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16770576 >Oh, so she's all seeing and stuff. >HER approval? >That means she's taking into account the several bad things he's done. >And toss everything else out the window. >How quaint. >He hates omnipresence.. >And judges.. >Jeff does nothing but lean on a table, awaiting a sub-par reward. "A reward? Hmm.."
>Eyebrows furrow, keeping pokered eyes locked on the giant pony. >No way is he sticking around if this is going to be some.. he doesn't even know. Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16770576 >Oh whatever >Says the mare that almost killed her for her own sick entertainment >Its her god damn fault she hauled up Claren's worst fucking memories. >Then forced her to go through them >Even if she might not have been ready to face them. >Oh gifts >Thinking for a moment "You know where a necromancer named "Falgo went. I'd like to think I set him straight but I haven't seen hide nor hair of him in quite some time."
>Whoop dee fucking doo >Inb4 she just shits in a box and gives it to me "You'll be happy to know that she open a bar with me. I'd like to think she's become much happier. Kicked her alcoholism, and has taken up the garden."
>Pausing "Speaking of which. We got some strange seeds with fruits that look like eyeballs. Do you know what they are?"
Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16770576 >welp, she doesn't seem offended, so I guess I didn't do too bad >and it sounds like we're being evaluated, and I pass >scratch behind head >don't know what her approval is worth, but given size and having "the empress" as a title probably means it's worth something "Thanks I guess, I wasn't aware that I was being evaluated but that makes for the most accurate results so it works."
>don't particularly like being constantly watched though >even if it means gifts >put one elbow on a table near me and lean on it "Alright, the inner jew in me is intrigued at the prospect of gifts, what do I get for successfully keeping Spiral just a little more sane than he otherwise would be?"
>always gotta aware of rewards~ Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16770338 "Whoa, easy there, Lin, easy."
>This was going to be more and more difficult to keep the two ancients under wraps in the fortress. >Especially when they insisted still on perching on you. >And apparently unaware of the basics of bird migration. >Careful not to move his shoulder much, Collins tried to hush the hummingbird down. >And then there was the Empress. >There was calm, alright. >The apprehension was gone, but an odd sense of judgement seemed to almost pass over Collins' being. >And he was found to be not lacking. >The former MSF wondered if he was supposed to be proud, or thankful for the Empress' words. "...Thanks. It wasn't always easy. Especially when I first met her. What...happened back in the Empire I'm gonna take with me to the grave. I don't know how she ever got through one thousand years - how anyone could survive without breaking-"
>There was a break. Something close to sorrow, or upset threatened to well up inside. >The Naliyna from the Empire and the Naliyna from the fortress were almost two different ponies. >Both needed his attention. >Both needed his care. >The mercenary took a deep breath, before continuing. "-but I know this; I love her, and I've always wanted to make her happy. Ever since the start. When she smiles, I smile. Nothing more, nothing less."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/3: Empress Silver Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sat 15 Mar 2014 05:00:33 No. 16770995 Report >>16770599 >Gazing down at you, the Empress.. does nothing. "Actions of little concern."
"I have seen."
"Celestia chose to be mortal. She has done as she wills."
"I do know."
"Possibly."
>Letting her head down for the touch, the Empress closes her eyes briefly. "Yes."
>Lifting her head, Silver smiles kindly down at you. "Here is your gift."
>Your armor lightens considerably, leaving you to move freely. >The Sunhammer glows briefly. >Filth gains +2XP. >>16770696 >Eyeing you while you think, Silver dips her head slightly. "You have given Esera a home, bountiful company, and treated her as your own. You have treated Pella as more than a simple server and allowed her to see that not all are so simple minded."
"Here is your gift."
>Your armor hardens, leaving the imprint of the shifting Heart's Fear inside the Regal sphere visible on the chest. >The longsword's small blades pulse slightly. >Dante gains: +2XP. >>16770729 >Flashing a kind smile, the Empress returns to normal. "Yes."
"You have aided the noble Roust in freeing herself from the royal parasite. You have given her stability, and she has returned it to you."
"Here is your gift."
>Your armor hardens greatly, remaining light and free to move in. >The Hive longsword and the shield hum together in tune. >Hollow gains: +2XP. J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>waking with a strange apprehensive feeling in the deep of my chest >fire ablaze with alcohol from the bottle had been stashed beside the bed for some time >rising slowly, gaining my senses, most off key from the impairment >eerie amount noise for this time >or is my time off? >can't tell >slipping into clothes, replacing the glowing orb off the bed and stumbling out the door >blinking a cracked eye a few times >alot of noise from the mess hall >walking up to the mess hall, peering in a window >who is this pone >rubbing a temple, single hand digging for the cigarettes >digging to far are pulling a folded sock from the back of it >leaning heavily into a slump against the Mess Hall wall >"..."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16770806 >Glowing eyes turn to you, softening momentarily before returning to normal. "I do not only read minds. The past is simple to see. I am not judging you for your actions, I am judging you for your companionship with Belltower. It can become far greater."
"Here is your gift."
>The pauldrons disappear from the workshop, affixing to each shoulder, the colored etchings from Krinza infused with life. >The etching of the hawk takes on life of it's own, learning of your experiences and infusing you with the honor of memories. >Captain's Armor COMPLETED! >Jeff gains: +2XP. >>16770883 "I allowed Claren to face her fear without fear of dying. My sister truly would have killed her. How do you not understand this still?"
"It was not for my amusement, though I was amused at your complacency and indecisiveness. Claren would have "
"Falgow has a small family now. He remains.. slightly snide, though is improving."
"I do know."
"A relic from our past, one that Celestia herself planted when we were young. And when she was whole."
>>16770940 >Nodding very slightly, Silver lifts her head, turning to view through the walls into the courtyard. "I deposed myself when I realized I was a greater danger than the one I felt existed."
"Not merely sane. He would have ceased to exist."
"Here is your gift."
>The slight connections between the tools in the workshop fold over, eliminating their sentience and strengthening their abilities. >Your armor hardens greatly, leaving you free to move easily. >Kraut gains: +2XP. Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16771153 "Fear of dying is not the same as the threat of dying. For all I knew. We were fighting for our lives. I have no idea what Celestia's limits were nor do I even know what they are now. but that's not the point."
>Oh great. >Well at least he's doing alright. >I wonder what he's doing. >And if you wouldn't mine >You of all ponies should know Claren doesn't take kindly to entities messing about in heads >I don't either. >So please stop. "Interesting. Filth you mind if i chat with Celestia about those plants?"
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #3/3: Empress Silver Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sat 15 Mar 2014 05:44:14 No. 16771521 Report >>16770972 >The Druid stands up your shoulder, poking your neck with her beak. >"But she's awful ODD! All right all right, I'll be calm." >Huffing, a sound you almost couldn't hear, Lin trills, pointing a wing dangerously at Silver. >The Empress eyes Lin, visibly.. concerned. >Gazing at you, her expression shifts, smiling lightly. "I see the past and know. Calm yourself as you calm her."
>Nodding with deep respect, Silver considers her next words carefully. "I have no doubt of it."
"Here is my gift for you-"
>The Spectre silk suit shifts, the material phasing slightly in and out of reality, lightening and reweaving. >Thrill gains: +3XP. >Your hand is pulled up, catching a small, dropped package. "And one for her."
>Turning her head slightly, the Empress notes something of interest. "There are others that deserve their gift as well. I am forever watching with hope at your actions."
>>16771151 >Dissipating from the workshop, the giant silver earth pony pauses in front of you with a keen lustful smile. "You have taken great care of Serra. You have given her great joy and compassion when others see her as a troublemaker at best, and a nuisance at worst. I greatly approve."
"Here is your gift."
>Risk's eyes snap open around you, becoming solid. >'I know this one.' >Your poncho fades visibly, reforming around you tougher and more resilient. >Sapper gains: +2XP.
>Waking up some time later, Lont stretched out and got up from his bed. >Getting the diagram he threw on the ground he took it and walked out of the barrack. >He said tiredly. >Going into the workshop and dropping the schematics and power nodes for Spiral he then went off to get some food. >Walking into the mess hall he stopped. >Alot of guys were here. >Surrounding a pony. >A large. >Silver. >Pony. >Blinking away the fatigue, he walked up to them and stood at a respectable distance from the Sliver horse. >Hand on hip, other giving a lazy wave.
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sat 15 Mar 2014 05:50:20 No. 16771612 Report >>16770995 >I patiently listen to her words. >I suppose there is some truth to them. >And yet I feel I could do more. >I guess that's the best I can do, is just live day to day and take whatever comes my way. >Heh, that rhymed. >I feel my armor toughen, and knock on it with a knuckle. >It sounds...like armor. >I have no idea what I expected. >I glance down towards my sword, noting the small glow on the spikes. >Nice... >Wait... >What she said earlier... >She can read thoughts? >Oh shit. >Don't think about weird stuff, don't think about weird stuff, don't think about weird stuff. >I clear my mind, and give a small bow to the Empress. "I thank you for your gift."
>And would appreciate if you stopped reading my mind. >Wait, she heard that. >Fuck. Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16770995 >>16771153 >Smiling, the jihadi grins at the Empress and nods “Thank you so much, Silver.”
>”She makes me erect.” >Throwing his arms into the air, he approaches her with open arms >Throwing them around her in a tight hug, he vibrates in excitement “You a too generous to us, friend.”
>Remembering her words said to mcsis, he tilts his head >Whispering into her ear to keep it private, he nods “But you shouldn’t be so hard on the others. They make mistakes, as does everybody. The last thing they need is to be berated. Please.”
>Leaning back, the jihadi breaks away from the Empress, with a wide grin >Turning to >>16771462 he smiles warmly and nods “Absolutely, lets go now if you want.”
>Turning to the Empress, he winks and gives her a sly smile “Visit more often. But please, I need you to talk to your sister.”
“You’re a good friend.”
>Gesturing towards mcsister, the jihadi strolls from the mess hall after waving the Empress fairwell >Walking into the Pony barracks, he goes to his room and sits next down to the alicorn, leaving the door open “Hey, your sister silver was here, she gave us gifts.”
>Rubbing her neck, the jihadi falls beside her and crawls under her wing “Love you, sunbro. You are so warm and serene.”
>”I wish I was more like you." Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16770995 >Indeed >Taking the sword from it's sling and tapping along the broad side, Hollow continued to eye Silver, expression neutral "Thank you very much, we can always use a little something more around here."
>Tilting his head to the side, Hollow slowly turned and began walking out "I've gotta keep an eye on that cocoon though. Maybe we'll meet again sometime."
>Hastily making his exit and trudging through his earlier path back towards the Nest, Hollow checked on Roust, before retaking his post in the growing room >Omnipotent force that seems to think their opinion is above everybody else? >Or just concerned, and I'm seeing it wrong? >Chewing on a mushroom as he considered his thoughts, Hollow sighed >Things can never be simple around here! Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16771687 "Yeah. I've got to move fast though. Bar opens soon and I cant be late."
>Thinking of it for a second. "Speaking of hydrogen hooves. If you guys want to come to the bar. Come have a smoke with me first. And make sure Ol' Celly wears a damn good disguise. I have no problem with her anymore. But Claren still does and I don't think there's anything I can do to change that."
>Entering to room behind Filth and watching him tuck himself under her wing >I wish Claren was big enough to do that. >Oh well she's more snuggly that sun ass could ever be. "Hello. Claren and I came across some odd seeds. We planted them and they turned out to be some odd looking fruits that look like eyeballs. Silver said you made them. So I though I might ask you what they were."
Gas Man !xIArPraIsE
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>>16758442 >Gas Man stumbled as the portal stone deposited him in the Ferron village. He had always been a bit susceptible to motion sickness, and two teleports in a few minutes were proving too much for him. Woah... This thing is bad enough as it is, but I should not have teleported right after that last wild ride... ugh. His foot spikes were the only thing that kept him from falling over immediately, but he had to put the fridge down quickly before he dropped it. Head still swimming, Gas Man looked around, trying to spot a familiar face. "Hey, anybody seen..."
>Vertigo becoming unbearable, Gas Man sat down in the icy snow, propping himself up on his pack. Two teleports, a stressful day, and forgetting to eat breakfast were all taking their toll. As he felt consciousness fading, he remembered the large purple antique in his bag, and the Ferron tendency to snoop through one's belongings. As he finally passed out, he managed one final "Gasdammit..."
>He awoke a little while later, he estimated it couldn't have been more than a couple of hours, only a bit over one possibly. As he had before, he found himself alone in a Ferron dwelling. I've got to stop showing up unconscious... Taking off his mask and goggles, he rubbed his face with his hands and sighed. I wonder if anything interesting happened while I was out... nah, it's only been an hour or two. How much can you miss? J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>>16771521 >looking up from the sock >taking a few long moments to study her face >eyes shifting back to the multi-colored apparel "She's just free."
>resting my head against the wall >finished studying her features, resting my eyes "I love her much, but I'm not right. I have a fire in my heart."
>nodding off the wall forward >wiping a hand down my face, in an attempt to sober up somewhat "A fire for vengeance."
>looking away, up into the crisp sky "And that isn't the right answer. Even I know so, and yet."
>gazing into the stars. "I desire it."
>slumping back down >waving a hand off, pushing up from the mess hall >standing quietly for a moment or two "Thank you for the kind words. She's free. You just have to let her stay free. She was simply not misunderstood, but not given a chance.."
>a painfully strong hiccup buy a few moments to put the rambled thoughts together >slumping drunkenly into the wall again "Whatever the plan is, I hope she will be here too.."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: Empress Silver Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sat 15 Mar 2014 06:09:42 No. 16771836 Report >>16771462 "Claren has chosen her path."
"There is no shame here."
>>16771612 "You are welcome."
"It is not possible to do, for I see the past as it is."
>>16771601 >Phasing back into the mess hall, deep green eyes glow brightly, narrowing with a mirthful, lust-driven smile. "You have given my sister renewed appreciation for living, though there are small difficulties still impeding her. I greatly approve."
>Lifting her head slightly, the Empress gazes over the center of your armor. "You carry a piece of Sharonel and her memories. You, Filth, and the one visiting the Ferron, keep her memory alive. Celestia need not be ashamed."
>Nodding perceptibly, she tilts her head to the side inquisitively. "Here is my gift."
>Sharonel's mural blade keens momentarily. >Lont gains: +2XP. >>16771687 >Gazing at you in contemplation, Silver flashes a brief, fanged smile. "You are welcome."
>Eyeing your arms around her leg, eyes dim momentarily, reverting. >"I see the past and know the truths of it. Can one deny the sun you were bestowed? I cannot see you as 'Filth' for it." "I am never far from here, nor anywhere. Take care of yourself and her, and she will keep the sun from becoming too bright."
>Celestia lifts her head for a moment, then flops down on the pillow with a groan. "If she doesn't show up and give me that stare of hers I'll be happy.."
>Snugging her wing around you, she stares at the fireplace for a moment, then snorts. "I'm trying to be, but it's hard when the light of my life is right here."
Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16771521 >Collins almost flinched, having such a long, thin beak being jabbed repeatedly into his neck. >God, what was she, a woodpecker? >He could feel nearly every individual strand move against his skin, reworking itself into better patterns, stitching and weaves. >Lin's beak had to be put out of joint after seeing all that, her hard work being effortlessly improved by a demi-goddess. >Trying to raise a finger to ever so delicately stroke Lin's breast, Collins kept eye contact with the Empress, taking in her words. >And the small, wrapped present that had suddenly appeared in his hand. "Thank you again, Empress. I'll be sure to pass this to Naliyna. She needs a little something nice to calm her down after today."
>Turning to leave, Collins adds one more thing. "See you around, Empress. Let's just hope you can accept everyone here the next time you come visit."
>Heading back to the workshop, the former MSF sits down at the table, seeing that the ponies inside are still asleep. >All at peace. All so still. >Including his mare. His Naliyna. >Placing the little package on the table, he waits for life to return.
>>16771836 >"There was no need for a gift, but fine." >He watches everyone leave at there own accord. >"Parties over, late as always." "I'm just want to see her smile and shine again."
>He folds his arms, and eyes her glowing green ones. "I take it you'll be leaving soon, in which case I propose a private meeting between the two of us for some other time. What do you say, Silver?"
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: Empress Silver Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sat 15 Mar 2014 06:26:03 No. 16772096 Report >>16771711 >Nodding slightly, the Empress gazes across the mess hall. "One such event can create stability for much time. It is only proper to give when it has been taken."
>Smiling politely without fangs, Silver tilts her head up. "We will."
>"And perhaps I can teach you something to bring greater stability. Call for me when Roust awakens and is capable." >The cocoon hadn't changed, though you could hear Roust's small mental sigh before drifting back into slumber. >"I met her once. Silver is odd.." >... >You THINK you can hear snoring, but you're not sure. >>16771813 >Celestia tilts the book down, staring into it blankly. "..eyeballs? ..I found those in a place where nothing else would grow. Before the Tyrant convinced me to war against Luna, they were planted across barren lands. I.. thought we destroyed all of them."
>Setting the book down, the flat gray alicorn lifts her head in shock. "I fought DOWN the Tyrant to spread them! It took me a year to subvert it! Which ones do.. no, no, that doesn't matter. I know Claren's lineage, all the way back to the first Solar Guardians. You can tell her, privately, that her father was the first to charge, and.. the last to fall."
>Resting her head back down, Celestia eyes the fireplace. >"Claren.." [1d6]
Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16771813 >>16771836 >>16772096 >Tilting his head at the Stalker, the jihadi nods and smiles >”Hydrogen hooves? Why didn’t I think of that?” “The… bar? Sure, I’ll think about it and I understand.”
>… >Under her wing, the jihadi stares up at the alicorn and smiles, chuckling softly “Stare? Not sure if I want to know. Don’t you want to talk to her? You said you wanted to leave Cadence for last.”
“So that’d leave Silver next on the list.”
>”Why is she so hesitant on Cadence anyway.” >Running his hand across her wing, he gets cozy, smiling awkwardly “You already are… and you are the light of mine. I wouldn’t be where I am now without you."
>Pulling out chocolate, he breaks a piece off and gently places it into her mouth “I know Silver can hear us, she really should speak to you. While I’m here though, I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”
>Staring at her, the jihadi listen in on her discussion with Mcsister, patting her on the neck for comfort “Get it off your chest, Sunbro."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: Empress Silver Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sat 15 Mar 2014 06:41:23 No. 16772306 Report >>16771829 >Phasing back out to you, the Empress stands silently, nodding finally. "Do not feel revenge or vengeance. In my power, I allowed those two to consume me, and have paid the most merciless of prices for it. Instead, let vindication and retribution be your weapons. Risk will aid you, as I.. failed against him, and his brethren."
>Lifting her head to gaze across the courtyard, glowing green eyes narrow. "Allow yourself freedom as well. The greatest treasure we can have is to be free. Risk is now, as well. The failed bonding between you two has been restored."
>Appearing to lie in front of you, Silver taps your leg with a hoof gently, dissipating the haze from your mind. "She will follow you, aid you, and give what you require. Be well to yourself."
>>16771885 >Phasing back in, Silver eyes Lin warily, huffing one last time before staring down at the suit, tiny talons poking at it. >"Hey, she did it! I was really hungry but I wanted to weave it again because there wasn't enough. She's still odd though." >Snapping her tiny beak at the giant earth pony, the hummingbird cackles.. or not really, instead coming out as a funny chirp. >Refusing to bow to the Druid, Silver dips her head a fraction. "You are most welcome. I wish to see the scars of the past fade."
"It is difficult to accept those without true compassion, such as it may be. Call for me if you wish. I will hear."
>Blinking free of the stasis, Naliyna eyes Krinza, then turns around to the rest of the workshop. >"Great, since when did she come out of exile?" >Settling on you, she stares, muzzle quirked with an awkward smile. "Well.. I know who that was.. Just tell me she didn't have you mount her and I won't even ask what she was doing."
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16771153 >Feeling, and seeing the pauldrons appear and assimilate onto his armor. >Eyes widen slightly, he returns to his solemn gaze, shrugging his shoulders to test the movement of the elegant additions. >The insignia of the 75th was perfect. The runes, and glyphs trailing the edges only made it more ornate looking. The bat runes, he had picked out himself, inscribed the motto he had abided to. >And the right: the cross and eagle proudly splayed across. He can almost hear it screaming, majestically. >They were nearly complete, too. >He would've rather taken information on the Void Remnant, and fix Belltower's condition. >Or at least point them in a right direction. >But, beggars can't be choosers.. >Jeff realises a huff of air through his nostrils, before forming a small smirk. >"Thank you, but remember this. The next time one of your little ponies is dying from sickness in a hollowed out tree or bleeding to death on a cloud, I'll make sure to continue what I do best. Your judgement means.. little, to me. And as for Belltower I will, and you will not be disappointed." >The Ranger merely nods and narrows his eyes, slightly, before turning oily and heading for the Mess Hall exit. Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16772328 >Back outside, his boots crunch under the ice and snow, stopping several meters outside of the building. >Taking a deep breath in, Jeff walk back to the... Armory.. in silence. [1d6+6] <E.A-Stealth/S.Boots/E.Ranger+2
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>Entering the now quiet workshop, Jeff decides to rummage through the EXTRAS locker for anything else useful. >He finds one of the non-experimented on colt pythons, taking plenty of speedloaders and ammo. >'No use in letting this go to waste. Could make a good back-up weapon in case I don't go somewhere without my lmg.' >Jeff stores it in his locker, and then finds an mp3 player. >Why the fuck not? >Into the locker it goes. >Having nothing else to do, he turns around and leans his back against the locker. >Silver is.. scary.. in the most base definition. >Far worse than the Remnant, even more than being hit full-force with Anti. >It wasn't of fright, or respect.. but power. >Watching their every move; rewarding those that did good in her eyes, and 'smiting' those that didn't. >An overlooking judge. >A being that should care not for the lives of mortals.. yet does so, regardless. >A true god. >Someone like that can not be trusted. >No amount of power, such as that, ever can. >Not even presents.. >The Ranger looks to both additions to his new armor, in a new sense of disgust. >He almost wishes to throw his pauldrons away, melt them down, and start anew. >Jeff slides down the locker into a sitting position, closing his eyes and calms his breathing. [1d6] <B.Meditate
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Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16772096 >Pokerface activated "I don't think she wants to bring up that past much anymore. if the opportunity comes up I'll tell her. But... I don't think It'll do her much good. I'd be telling her things she already knows."
>Wha- >Okay so what does Claren's dad have to do with this now? >Eh whatever "Okay so I'm guessing that the Tyrant didn't want these little fruits around. What were they for? Can ponies eat them? Tell me everything you can about these little guys. I want to know if they can be put towards a good cause."
>Pausing >Talking about a mile a min here >Slow down STALKER "I guess what I'm trying to say is. I want to know everything you know about them."
>Listing again "And by the way. If you and Filth wanted to come to my bar. I wont have any problem with it. But you might want to wear a pretty good disguise. All if you feel like it by the way. I'd love to hear what a toked up former sun avatar has to say."
>kek Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16764307 >>16764658 "Take care of those wyverns,I'll help when I'm done with these serpents."
>While shouting to ghost,I start to charge towards the serpents. >I make the classical Conan move,taking a small leap to increase the damage on contact. >Bringing down my axe on the serpent with all my strength,I could only hope that they were as weak as they looked. [1d6+1]<Expert Melee
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Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: Empress Silver Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sat 15 Mar 2014 07:22:00 No. 16772698 Report >>16771991 >Phasing back into the mess hall, the Empress flashes an interested, but polite, smile. "She will."
"At a time following your graduation, yes."
>>16772186 >Shaking her head slightly, Celestia rolls her eyes over. "There's no need to speak to her at all, we shared our last words before she left."
>Snorting again, she taps you with her wing in response. "I'm.. glad I am who I am, now. I can think freely without having to be countered by the Tyrant every second. I have you all to thank for that."
>"Especially Claren." >Taking hold of the piece, she shakes her head, snorthing in amusement. "Mm-mm. If ofay, fe- mmph, I've nothing left to say to her. She comes and goes as she pleases, but her opinions are strange to say the least.."
>>16772328 >Turning softer eyes to you, Silver pauses. >"I am no goddess, as some are wont to say they are, or think they are. Immortality does not mean omniscience or omnipotence. If you truly wish for Belltower to find peace with the infestation of the Remnant lurking inside her, then seek a place she knows better than herself. Her home." >"No longer will those in need be watched, as my exile has now ended, allowing me to take care of those I see." >"Travel far with her." >>16772380 >The Nightblade pendant chimes in after a moment. >"Hello! Are there butterflies out here?" >... >Silver was less of a deity than she was obscenely careful. >Her reluctance to interfere was an indication of reverting from a megalomaniacal mentality. >It may be possible to convince the Empress that her judgements were jaded from Filth's memories. >Though there were other hints, you weren't calm enough to decipher them.
>>16772698 "Yes, she will."
>Walking over to a table, he takes out his sword and examines it on the tables surface. >Looking back at the giant, he looks at her keenly. [1d6] perception
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"So what are your thoughts on Sharonel?"
Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16772698 >>16772398 >Smiling warmly, he nods in agreement >”If she believes so, then I shall trust her words.” “Very well, then that’d leave Cadence.”
>Running a hand across her wing, the jihadi pulls himself up to her face >Giving her muzzle a thorough lick and a smooch, he lays back under her wing “I love you for everything you are. You are free, like myself. Together.”
>Nodding, he takes a bite of the chocolate bar and chews “Well, when would you like to move on to the Crystal kingdom? I’m sure your sister wants to meet you, it’s been a while has it not?”
>Turning to Mcsister, he lets out a short laugh and nods to the alicorn “Sounds like fun. We should go to this bar sometime. Thank you, Mcsister.”
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16772398 >Lifting her wing and pointing it at you, Celestia exhales heavily, staring balefully at the fireplace. "Whenever she's.. done for the night, tell her. She'll understand what it means."
>"I'd like to do it myself, but.. feel so tired right now." >Thinking for several minutes, the alicorn lets her wing down, yawning. "Mmf.. no, I don't like to even drink. ..if Claren sees me, I can guarantee that it won't end until one of us is knocked out."
>"Or worse. I don't want to harm her." >Smiling to herself, Celestia rubs her side, feathers pointing down. >"I knew there was something about them!" "They can be eaten. They just.. taste very good, though I think there was something about each of them.. ..I don't remember. The Tyrant hated them since it wanted to ensure nothing should grow without IT having a hoof involved. Control the food sources, and.. the ponies would be forced to do what you state."
>Eyebrows furrowing, she buries her muzzle into the pillow, speaking muffledly. "They grew everywhere. When the Tyrant overcame my mental defenses, it searched and burned out every last one of them. Many.. starved. If you tell Claren what I said to, tell her this as well."
>Folding her wing around Filth protectively, the alicorn sighs, slumping into the mattress. "It might ease her mind. I'm.. going to nap for a bit, I feel sick still."
>>16772845 >The Empress was.. difficult to understand. >While her height and size were imposing, she seemed to be far more of an Executioner than Twisted was, or perhaps a judge of unnoticeable merit. >The silver forming the giant earth pony's body rippled with silent emotions. >There was, you felt, far too much about here that was unnatural, even by the standards of the other sisters. "In my exile, I could not prevent her death. I was unable to convince the Nightmare to stun her, though her compassion made the blow swift. She survived, and there was little I could do. My few interactions with this world were heavily limited."
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16772698 >"No. Sorry, Alice." >Jeff grumbles to himself. >So she's trying.. >And apparently she's taken memories from Filth, and applying those to everyone. >Not surprising, there. >He's definitely looking at this the wrong way. >Is there something else? [1d6] <B.Meditate
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>>16772933 >Muttering into the pillow, Celestia turns her head to you, muzzle pulled back in exasperation. "I.. she is the last one, isn't she. Ugh.."
>"I'm so stupid." >Smiling tenderly, she nudges you with her nose, setting her head back down tiredly. "I couldn't be happier."
>Exhaling slowly, the flat gray alicorn shrugs. >Only slightly. "When I can move freely again, I can't regenerate like I used to."
>Nodding at you and Mc, Celestia sets her head on the pillow, yawning. "Mmf.. mm. Sleep.. good night, the both of you."
>>16773001 >The pendant turns cool, then warms excitedly. >"Does that mean you know where some are?! I want one, or two, maybe.. what's that other number? The one on the end of my claws? I dunno, but I'm hungry so lets go Hunt sometime!" >Based on Filth's actions and mentality during the time that Razorback was in the Empire, Silver would have seen the Operators as terrorists, or worse, indicating a deep mistrust from her own days of absolute reign. >Furthermore, gauging by her first response to McSister, it was apparent that her standards, while not unreasonably high, were resolute. >Factoring in what you knew of Claren's abrupt changes in mentality, and the bloodlust she had exhibited, it was apparent that Mc had floundered numerous times. >Conceding her amusement at his indecisiveness and complacency, the Empress looked down on those capable of combat without, at the very least, a warrior mentality. >Her response to Hollow and Filth had shown her opinion had changed positively towards them, and in great strides, especially when she stated 'improving care'. >On the matter of her adoration for Thrill's interactions with Naliyna, it was much simpler. >Naliyna had entered the train in the Empire as a shattered, sullen wreck, from what you recall. >Thrill had given no thought to anything more, or less, than the Crystal pony's comfort and mental well being, forcing Silver to betray her weakest emotion, compassion.
>>16772980 >"Even by the sisters standards she is strange, an outcast. All the more reason to treat her and respect like an equal." >Placing a hand on where the other feather from Luna was at he mirphed. >"So this other one is your way of saying sorry then Luna, or is it something else?" "You say survive, but being in the same state as Skullcracker seemed more of a curse. Then again she was no Skullcracker, and I'm just an old mortal man working on snipbits of info from different points of perspective."
>He shrugged, taking out his flask he worked up some homeland tea. >Taking his helm off and placing it on the table too, he looked and tried to sense what exactly the giant did to his sword. [1d6] perception
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>After his flask of tea was made, he lifted it up into the air offering. "Want a taste of some tea from a world not of your own, aye Silver?"
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: Empress Silver Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sat 15 Mar 2014 08:26:30 No. 16773220 Report >>16773118 >Tilting her head to the side, Silver's eyes narrow coldly. "I did not state it was an acceptable existence, merely that it was."
>Smiling deeply, the giant earth pony leans her head down, smiling lustfully. >"Ahh, Cadence, your own lust is so delicate and polite." "You have not noticed then. Perhaps try looking in a mirror to see whether you are an old human. You appear to have a couple of your long years removed."
>There were no outward indications on the Solar side of the blade, though the etch of Sharonel's lance did seem slightly deeper. >On the purple and black side, a faint outline of something vaguely pony shaped could be seen, though it didn't match any pony or description you knew of. >There was, however, a tiny pulse on the edge of the mural blade, one that you knew hadn't been there before. >Lifting her chin slightly, glowing eyes turn from you to the blade. "There are some beings that you would otherwise find impossible to touch. Beyond the.. Horizon, one might say."
>Flashing a fanged smile, Silver shakes her head slightly. "I have no need to eat or drink, not that I could. I thank you for the offer."
>Dipping her head, the Empress turns her head and eyes to the south. "There are others that deserve my attention, some your own have met, some you have not."
>"The one in chains here is fine, though another is far worse. And far more needful." "I will return now and then. Be well."
>Before leaving, the Empress's head hangs down and to the right, four gleaming white fangs bared, a sharply pointed, prehensile silver tongue coiling around. >Tail lifted well out of the way, Silver smiles, leaving an imprint of her lust on the minds of those in the Fortress. >"Those that may call me, do so when you are in need. The one in great numbers of chains requires my touch." Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>>16773086 >Laughing, he shakes his head and pats her neck “There there, Cadence isn’t that bad is she?”
>”Right?” >Nodding, he smiles warmly and gives her another thorough lick on the muzzle “As I, best friend.”
>Resting his head beside her, he pats her neck and sighs in content, smiling “Goodnight, Sunfriend. Rest well, I adore you greatly.”
>Watching her fall asleep, he smiles gently as he gets up from the matress >Heading out of the door, the jihadi exhales deeply and slowly as he walks around the fortress for a stroll >Whistling as he strolls into the armoury for a brief look, something catches his eye >A painball gun >Upon seeing it, his expression turns into a wide grin “No way, I’ve always wanted one. Thank you Silversan, I know this must have been you.”
>Grinning, he places the paintball gun into the bag, something else catching his eyes >The plutonium core >Rolling his eyes, he contemplates as he walks towards the workshop >Coughing, he hauls and drops the core onto the workbench and walks away, back to the pony barracks >Being sure to take a few shots at the tower twisted stays in “Coochie Crusader! Meet me at the arena and fight me right now!”
>Without hesitation he sprints back into his room, locking the door behind him >”She’s going to have a fun time once she realizes I’m not going there.” “I’m not scared of her.”
>Slumping down next to the alicorn, he crawls under her wing >Taking off his armour and clothes, humping her slowly and gently until climax and falling asleep Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16773086 >"Hmm. Maybe we shall.." >No, the pendant is fucking nuts, or delirious. He needs to get it looked at, pronto. >As he contemplates, broken facts swirl into one. >He didn't really need to convince her of anything now. >Enough of them had performed admirably to obviously sway her initial viewpoints. >... >If she's attempting to revert to a lesser self, she's doing a good job. >Jeff stands up from his sitting position against the locker and heads out of the Armory, not really sure where he should go. >He looks up at the slowly drifting snow, mind blank, and free of negative thought. >Or any thought, of that. Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16772980 "Alright..."
>thinking about it for a second. "That's a fair enough point. You don't have to come if you don't want to. But the offer still stands Filth."
>Whispering to the sunny D leaking jihadi "I have a beast hookah that I want to try out as well."
>Shrugging. >Are all these ponies god damn mathematicians? >if I had asked her where I was I'd bet my god damn bottom dollar that half of em would say "Here" >Completely correct and accurate. >But absolutely worthless. >Fuck it >I should be used to that level of crap at this point "Whatever they are. I'm sure there's some knowledge of them out there. And if not. We can figure it out."
>On my way out the door "Nighty night. Don't let the Bloodsuckers bite."
>On my way out see filth enticing twisted >Lol don't care >Sneeki my way into the shop leaving a note on Krauts workplace as to how I wanted this "Helmet" made >The whole device could fit inside the neck of my jacket and cover the top of my head like a coif. >Sneeki my way out >Out and over to the stone >Punch in the correct runes >Teleport off >Make my way back to the Bar >Make my way inside >Dropping off my weapons and heading back to find Claren >Scooping her up in a hug "Sorry that took so long hun"
>Bringing her back to the ground before giving her a good scratch behind the ears "Are you and Mist Ready to roll?"
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Tipper glances up from the blanket atop her in the chair, frowning. >"That was.. odd. Why do I feel like I just slept?" >Yawning again, she shrugs, curling in a ball for a warm nap. >Krinza blinks slowly, then stares down at the untouched sheet. >"What.." >Leaning against a toolbox, Denra glances across the workshop, frowning. >"Huh..." >Belltower, sprawled across a wide tree limb, yawns, shaking her head to clear out the cobwebs. "Uhh.. Torven?"
"Huh?"
"Did you feel that?"
"...maybe?"
>Sox sticks her head out of Alpha locker, light purple eyes narrowed. "Hhhhwat just happened?!"
>Pella sits up straight, yawning. >Rubbing her eyes with her wings, the barmare groans. "I fell asleep, again! Great."
>Caliya cracks his eyes open, slumped atop the north side of the wall. >"I feel.. odd. Awake, but odd." >Vanil rolls off the edge of the couch, landing on the table face first. >"...was I really looking for hi- wait, I was. ...I didn't even get to see it.." >>16773291 >Yawning deeply, Celestia blinks sleepily, patting you with her wing. "No, just.. strained relations.. mm..hmm."
>Shifting her neck against your hand, the alicorn smiles slightly. "Sleep here.. then.."
>Twisted, snapping awake in front of the ramp, turns bright eyes to you. >Cocking her head to the side, she rolls her eyes, pointing a black blade at you. "I'D MEET YOU THERE, BUT WHY ARE YOU RUNNING AWAY?! PANSY! WEAKLING! COWARD! SISSY! CUPCAKE! BUTTER.. FLOWER..?"
>Chortling madly, the General's eyes narrow, realizing she had run out of insults. >For now. >Shaking her head at Fleur, she lifts her wings, snickering. "Don't worry about that. Now.. what was I saying?"
>>16764658 >>16764894 >As hard as you might, you were only able to hide your legs, leaving your upper body exposed. >Although in the open, your burst of lead sent towards the Diver dislodges it from its attack. (34/50HP) >The Divers 'Spotters however dive after you, their claws at the ready. #Spotter 1
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>>16772403 >Taking a leap into the air, you bring the axe down onto the head of a serpent that would make Conan proud. >The serpent in question recoils and spasms about as its water coated body is fried even further by the axe's lightning discharge. (74/100HP) >A serpent that was slithering right behind the one you're attacking blind sides you with a fierce headbutt from its boney head. [1d6+3] headbutt
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>Cu'Nir's sudden sweeping attack saw one serpent cut in half along its entire body with one of her outstretched steel wings and another severely wounded. (20/100HP) >Blackbeak was still not moving, though the muscles across his body were bulging at this point, he ready to unleash himself in a hair-trigger. >>16770798 >There was actually, to your surprise. >Good job. You jinxed it. >You couldn't really see what it was, though it was emitting a dim light through the thickness of the fog up at the top of the mountain peak. "We were just discussing on how to approach it, then you showed up. Want to help us kill a monster?"
>Offered Lok'cen. Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16775129 >That ought to hurt. >Landing from the leap,I quickly try to block the headbutt with the blade of the tyrant slayer. [1d6+3]<Expert Melee
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>>16775129 >Seeing the Spotters close in, Ghost threw his gun to his side and jumped back, drawing his sai. [1d6]<Dodge, 1DR
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>>16775245 Messed up rolls, yet again. [1d6+1]<Auto-Stealth
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>>16775225 >The serpents head bounces off the surface of your blade, the lightning making it rear up into the air and falling to the side. (85/100HP) >The headbutt knocks you off your feet though, making you fall on your ass. >The serpent you attacked first finally shakes off the lightnings agonizing pain and brings its tail down on you in a downward swipe. [1d6+5] tail lash
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>>16775245 >>16775564 >You are able to dodge the claws by the skin of your teeth. >Flying back into the air the pair dive bombed again, only for the second Spotter's large eyes to be impaled by two sai's. >The sai's void infested body whips out arching oily strands into the Spotter's dies, rotting them into dust and the sockets cracking apart. (4/20HP) >While the Spotter you just permanently immobilized thrashed on the ground you faded away better then last time, your sai's pulsing happily as they began to entwine dark tentacles within and without every fibre of muscle in your forearms. >The other Spotter flew past as its kin was still on the ground, meeting back with the Diver it began scanning to see where you went. [1d6+5] spotting
>Six more Wyverns broke off from the mountain sides towards the battle at the shore line. Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16776844 >I quickly get off my ass. >These are some persistent fucks. >But they've bit off more than they can chew. >With a primal battlecry,I lunge my axe towards the incoming tail,trying to decapitate it. [1d6+3]<Expert Melee
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>>16776844 >Ghost grinned as the Wyvern collapsed to the ground, all but dead. >Slipping out of sight, he watched the group of Wyverns enter the fray some distance away. >(("Oh, Blackbeak better get his arse in gear!")) >He decided the spotter would be best to take out first, breaking into a run, practically launching the sai at the beast. [1d6+1]<Charge
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>>16777111 >T-those repeating digits... Anonymous
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>>16777111 double triples and one of em is a god triple
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>>16777016 >With a powerful strike with lightning trailing your swing, the tail gets severed off from the rest of the water snakes body. (63/100HP) CRITICAL HIT! (43/100HP)
>The other serpent is joined with a new one, and together strike out to coil around you. serpent#1
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>>16778279 >Ghost looked down at his runes and weapons, or, rather, he tried, finding little but an outline, interested in the way they seemed to be communicating, or, at least, doing something. >("Sentient weapons? That's either really good or really, really bad.") >Pleased to see himself hidden, Ghost watched as Blackbeak began to carve through the enemies. >("Glad to see he got a move on.") >(("I think I heard once that a dragon's weakness is the underbelly. Not sure how accurate that is, different world and all, but...")) >("I hear ya.") >Ghost slid below the injured and blinded Wyvern, testing his knowledge or lack thereof of the mythical beasts, jumping up and plunging both sai into it's underside. [1d6+1]<Charge
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Thrill-Collins !!6IKBAl8YLmy
>>16772306 >Well, that was an odd reaction to inexplicably falling asleep and waking up. >And an equally odd reaction to finding out about Silver's return. >Collins shrugged, turning to Naliyna. "...No, she did not have me mount her, Naliyna."
>She was like, twelve feet tall. >You'd probably need a stepladder, or a bucket just to get up and- this was starting to sound disturbingly close to actual bestiality now and Collins didn't really, really didn't want to think about that any longer. >Like Lin said, Silver was one weird pony. >Shifting round to face the scarred mare, he clasps a hand around the tiny present, not entirely sure how she'll react to a 'gift' from one of the sisters. >Another one that had unexpectedly decided to make an re-entrance into her life. "I'm gonna tell you anyway what she was doing, so deal with it. She sent all you ponies to sleep, suddenly poofed herself into the mess hall and told us she was...thanking us for looking after 'her little ponies'"
>A sigh followed. >Today just really wasn't wanting to make any sense. "No, I don't really know why she thought now would be a good time to show up all of a sudden, but she told me she was more than pleased over how I'd been treating you. Then she did something to reweave my suit. Feels...more better, if that's even proper grammar."
>There was a small amount of pride in his words. >Pride and a smaller amount of apprehension over Naliyna's possible reaction to Silver's present for her. "She also told me to give you this. A gift."
>Collins gingerly pushed the package on the table further towards her, offering it. "Here, take it."
Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16778279 >Ohshit. >Two serpents trying to crush me isn't a good thing. >They are wearing me out. >I'm going to need some backup real soon. >I lunge my axe towards the two serpents,try to cause as much damage as possible to make them fall back or regroup. [1d6+3]<Expert Melee
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Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
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>>16778418 Left my name off
>>16778418 >Although in concept, Wyverns were not really like dragons. >But this didn't stop the sai's to gut the beast on top of you. >The void itself implodes the monsters innards into nothingness. (-12/20HP) >Before your heavy eyes the Wyvvern shrieks in gargling hysteria as it is consumed by the infestation. >And a moment later there was nothing left, the only thing infront of you were your pointed out sai's silently cackling and dripping out viscous amounts of blood from themselves with each sickly wet munching sound. >The flock above was split apart from Blackbeaks sudden attack, groups reforming and flying around as the dark Grypthon swooped overhead. >>16778513 >The axe and its lightning turns away the two serpents, them slithering about and regrouping. >While they regrouped the one you lobbed the tail off of sprang forth from behind you, biting its fangs into your arm. [1d6+2] bite
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Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16779632 "Ugh,fuck!"
>Always with the fucking arm biting. >Grunting with pain,I swing around my axe to deliver vengeance [1d6+3]<Expert Melee
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>I see that Cu'Nir just handed down the payback on the two serpents that retreated. >Server them right. >Assholes. Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
>>16779632 >Ghost watched the sai spew blood, smiling wildly at the sight. >("If that's not Tango Down, I don't know what is.") >He turned his attention to the two remaining Wyverns that had their eyes on him. Or were trying to put them on him, anyway. >He decided the Diver would be the next top priority. Take down the hardest target, and the rest will fall like dominos. >He quickly closed in on it, and dug his sai into the head. [1d6+1]<Charge
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>>16767578 >As you stand doubled over, struggling to catch your breath, only one thought comes to mind. "When did I... get so... flabby? Seriously... I ran track... and walked... across miles... of harsh land. This is a... crockpot of... bull shit."
>Someone lands next to you. >Turning to see who it was that lost with you, you're slightly surprised that Lucky lost next. >Which means that the underdog, Meridian has just stomped your tired ass in a game of endurance. "The crockpot's not big enough for this."
>You flop backwards to lie down next to Lucky while you wait for Meridian Veil to exit the bouncing bowl. "Lucky, am I getting fatter?"
>As Meridian finally arrives, probably with gloats ready, you prepare praise... and retorts. "Well, great job. You kicked my ass. Still got a slap on yours."
>You have many deathwishes. >One of them is to not die painfully. >The only thing that can be done now is a compliment. >Girls like those. "It's a nice one, too."
>Surely this will get you out of trouble. [1d6+2] E Cougar Hunter
>As you lie on the bed rethinking your whole life from your lack of strength and manliness, you question one thing. "So, what do you think Lucky would have made us do?"
>You continue to wait for Lucky to finish cleaning herself until Meridian suggests a dance hall. >Hell, you've only danced once. >Against your will. >Twisting your head to face Meridian, you express how you feel about this. "Well sure thing. Sounds like a good time to me. It's been a while since I had to dance though, and that was with a girl from back home. Ain't sure how dancing with a pony works."
>This is your fault. >You let these things happen to you. Mike Pikeman !9mlR/vxeKc
Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
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>>16773386 >>16773220 >hmm... I guess I've done more than I thought >just listening to everyone else yapping at Silver and her yapping back >pretty interesting stuff, but I don't really have too much to add >damn she horny, and trying to get us horny or something >...dangit penis, don't go to half mast unless I tell you to >may as well head back and see if Silver leaving woke Vanil up >head back into the shop, balls slightly shriveling on the way there >sit back on the couch and try to get comfortably seated without just showing muh dik off to the world >pet pone "Sleep well? I didn't notice you nodding out when I asked what your favorite food is, I felt like having a plan when I cook something for once, and I figured playing favorites wouldn't get me hammered too much. Also, don't think I didn't notice you trying to take some peaks at muh one-eyed snake, you weren't really that subtle."
>saying the last part in a more joking manner >shift my penis downward and set him in my lap >I guess since sex is a lot more open here, I may as well get used to it... I even get to stay conscious, and consent this time >gibs bellyrubs and stroke his left cutie mark >screw it, it would look weird if I didn't go for sex and it probably wont hurt, and he seems interested enough "So... uh, I'm guessing you were wanting sex since you were looking pretty hard at my dick. How do you actually start? I've never really had sex willingly before."
>I don't know how to confidence in these things >nor do I know how to initiate >nor do I even know what I'd do after initiating
>>16779717 >The bite from the serpent goes through and through, scraping by bone. (5/12HP) >The axes blade sinks deep into the aquatic snakes head, splitting its snout in two. (13/100HP) >It falls flat on its back as its brain is overpowered by the weapons energetic discharge. >>16779881 >As soon as the sai's penetrated the Diver's long snout, the tendrils darker then comprehension molest and violate the monsters sensory organs. (30/50HP) -2 perception for next turn. >It whips it head back, dragging you up into the air as its wing claws go in to strike your exposed sides. [1d6+2] claws
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Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16773308 >After musing over.. nothing.. Jeff shakes from his trance and heads back to the barracks to cool off from Silver's 'visit'. >Back in the room, he dumps his lmg and pack on the table. >The Ranger decides to unclasp the pauldrons from his armor and dump them on the bed-side table. >He is unsure of them, to be touched by Silver may have an underlying effect. >Jeff hums to himself, rather relieved it was the only thing that was reinforced. >He would've hated to isolate his gauntlets.. >Shrugging his lighter shoulders, he pulls out a half-full bottle of scotch and an empty glass. >The Ranger sits down at a chair and pours himself about half full, warm. >The best way for it to go down.. >After staring at the wall for a good minute, he takes a long sip of the brown drink. >'Little ponies', the Empress said. >Why bother with only the ones they cared for most instead of every single one? >Mercy's ALIVE because he decided to give a damn. >So is Torven, and a hive's worth of changelings, according to Hollow and Roust. >Did they mean nothing to her? >They sure did to him. >He does not understand the thought process. >If you're going to watch over, may as well either everyone or no one. Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16781374 >Jeff takes another sip, and places the heavy glass on the table audibly. >He tips the chair back a bit, looking up at the ceiling. >Sneering at the other's blind acceptance of her, far enough to hug and, in Lont's case, hit on her. >'What the hell is wrong with some of these people? He's got a princess that rules a fucking empire. Isn't he satisfied?' >He takes another sip, attempting to wash the meeting away with booze. "I, unfortunately, will require more convincing than words and a few gifts, Silver."
>The Ranger grits his teeth, for a moment. "Maybe you need to as well, with us. There is more than just what Filth has shown you."
>If the message got through or not, Jeff keeps his balance of the chair, grabs the glass and finishes it before pouring some more. >'Take her somewhere she knows better than herself. Home.' >He's been told that twice already. >And yet, he's still waiting. >Jeff looks over to the door, awaiting the batmare's eventual return. >Looking back at the wall, he takes another sip, in silence. Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16781248 >There you go,you asshole. >I give my torn shoulder a glance. >Resisting the urge to utter "I don't have time to bleed",I start to rip of my almost torn off sleeve. >Wrapping it around my shoulder stopped the bleeding a bit. "That is going to hurt later."
>The adrenaline is what's keeping me from going into shock. >This is the fucking second time some beast fucks up my shoulder. >If this keeps up,my shoulder should soon be one big lump of scar tissue. >Walking towards the others,I mutter. "I...I need a drink or two."
>With my share of monster defeated,I try to make out the current state of the other battles. [1d6]<Expert Perception
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Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16773386 >>16773220 >hmm... I guess I've done more than I thought >just listening to everyone else yapping at Silver and her yapping back >pretty interesting stuff, but I don't really have too much to add >damn she horny, and trying to get us horny or something >...dangit penis, don't go to half mast unless I tell you to >may as well head back and see if Silver leaving woke Vanil up >head back into the shop, balls slightly shriveling on the way there >sit back on the couch and try to get comfortably seated without just showing muh dik off to the world >pet pone "Sleep well? I didn't notice you nodding out when I asked what your favorite food is, I felt like having a plan when I cook something for once, and I figured playing favorites wouldn't get me hammered too much. Also, don't think I didn't notice you trying to take some peaks at muh one-eyed snake, you weren't really that subtle."
>saying the last part in a more joking manner >shift muh dik downward and set him in my lap >gibs bellyrubs and stroke his left cutie mark "So... did you like what you saw?"
>not gonna go too fast, that would just be autistic Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
>>16781248 >Ghost found himself without control, taken completely by surprise. "Whoa, bollocks!"
>He attempted to parry the Wyvern's attack, swinging his sai at the wings to intercept them. [1d6]<Block, 1DR
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>>16765912 >>16769796 >>16773386 >Blink. >Blink blink. >Snnnnnnnnnnniff. "What."
>Looking around her, Sparky was intrigued to feeling something highly unnatural pass by her. >Shaking her antlered head, she looked at the radiant jihadi run off. >"Such warmth. Its like the I was basking in the sun again." >Turning back to Twisted, the Pred-elk nods her head excitedly. The conversation and the extermination had burnt alot out of her. "You were about to show me where to get some food."
>She cocked her head to the side, giving a tiny sheepish smile. "If you don't mind, 'Twisty'."
>"Twisty'? Hmm, an appropriate name for this pegasus." >Her stumpy tail unconsciously waggled at the amusing thought. More so then the food, how odd.
>>16781445 >Combined by the Operators and Grypthons fighting, the shore line where the attack had started was now a washed with monster blood and gore. >Cu'Nir was chasing off the last of the serpents as they dragged themselves back into the now disturbingly redish dark tides of the lake. >Blackbeak was not chasing away the Wyverns, for there was none left to. >He was however hastily shaking off the blood from his wings and blades. >Ghost on the other hand.... >>16781584 >Your tumble and fall, but even then the claws cut into your vest. -1HP >Getting back up you jump after the monster where your fall brings the sai's fully embedded into the Wyvern, where black cracks in its being lance forth around the stab wounds. (1/20HP) >Cu'Nir lands a short distance from Ghost. "Ghost! Leave it alive, ve're done here. Everyone follow me!"
>She commanded. >Ignoring the blood slathered across her entire body, she lead the group away from the shores and to a snow covered tree line 150 yards away. >Hunkering down, she looks on towards the shore where everone came from with Blackbeak. "Ve now play the vaiting game."
>She said, determination in her voice. >Blackbeak rolled his eyes got into a more relaxed position, looking between Ghost and Swe he asked. "You two need medical assistance?"
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>>16783023 Capt.Swe and Ghost get 2XP
[1d6] Ghost !Q3F88HDBmA
>>16783023 >Ghost made haste to the treeline, practically sliding under the canopy. >Looking at the others, particularly making note of the blood all across Cu'Nir. "You lot make it out okay?"
>As soon as Cu'Nir spoke, Ghost knew this ordeal was far from over. >(("Kicking the hornet's nest. Anything else we're experts in?")) "Oh, joy."
>He turned to face Blackbeak, before looking over the damage he had sustained. "Nothing major - I think I can hold out for long enough. I've been through worse."
Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16783023 >After sitting down next to a snowy tree for a while to catch my breath,the pain starts to intensify. >Glancing over to the blood soaked Cu'Nir,I couldn't really see if she was damaged,she seemed fine though. "Cu'Nir,what exactly are we waiting for?"
>I start to undo the makeshift bandage on my shoulder. "And what was with this attack in the first place,far too coordinated to be random."
>Fresh blood was now seeping from the deep wounds,and I could feel warmth leaving me little by little. >I look over to Blackbeak. "Yeah,I could use some medical attention to say the least."
>I shift to a more comfortable position. "At least we rained down hell on those poor sods."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16773366 >Speaking to Mist from the counter, Claren turns, forelegs wrapped around your neck. "It's all right, wasn't going to open for a few minutes."
>Rocking her head under your hand, amber eyes turn to the kitchen window. >Battling down the urge to mop the floor for the fourth time, Mist grudgingly sighs, turning to nod. "Yes, just let me shut my mind up."
>Opening the front door, the earth mare was surprised to see a much larger crowd than before. [1d6+2] <Basic Bartering
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>>16778471 >Staring up at the ceiling, Naliyna breathes a sigh of relief. "Well THAT'S a first.. she should be added in the book for her legendary lust."
>Eyebrows raising, she shrugs, turning to scribe on the third sheet again. "I know, I've felt that before. Wait.. ..huh, so she's out of her exile then."
>Shaking her head negatively, the Crystal mare pauses, then turns to peer at you, then Lin. "I'm.. I have no idea what that means, but Lin?"
>The hummingbird cocks her head, wings flitting with a merry trill. "She did okay! but it'll need to be weaved a couple more times with some special stuff!"
>Resisting the urge to tie Lin up again, Fynri groans. "You were too hungry to care, weren't you?"
"...sorry!"
>Shaking off the banter, Naliyna blinks, turning to stare at you curiously. "A gift?"
>Bending down to take the wrapped something, the scarred fuchsia mare pulls it open. >Placing her hoof on the edge, eyes widen. "..where'd she FIND this?"
>Poking at a shifting rainbow sphere the same size as the learning crystal runes, Naliyna lifts her head, beaming widely at you. "It's the daffodil's heart!"
TheCrazedDoctor !U/4JWDwk56
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16781374 >>16781422 >The pauldrons remain affixed, despite your best efforts to remove them. >Silver's eyes gaze at you from the mirror, speaking quietly, for once. "There is no such being as circumstance. Were you to travel from the safety of this place, another mind will intrude upon you, as it happened to Mercy, Pella, Belltower, and Serra. Those with my blessing need not fear."
>Turning her attention away for several seconds, the Empress returns, blank eyed. "I know not the intents, but to spread terror is the same as I did. I judge accorded to how far two have traveled and the pains suffered by each. There are gifts for the other actions you have taken, waiting for their respective times."
"I do not forget."
>Belltower, with Torven in tow, pop in after a minute, the first staring, the second amused. "You have any idea what just happened?"
>>16781470 >Sitting up straight, Vanil shakes his head rapidly. "Ugh, that was weird."
>Turning to jump back on the couch, he stares up at the ceiling, confused. "I think so? That was od- oh! Baked cheese on rolls stuffed with shrimp! Not something a lot of po..nies.."
>Smiling very sheepishly, the scout averts his eyes, wings flitting from the attention. "I uh... er.. I couldn't.. really see.. but.. yes?"
>>16781815 "Eh, don't worry about him."
>Shrugging to herself, Twisted points from the tower to the second largest building at the north. "Mess hall? Thataway."
>Standing up and shaking off, eyes turn to the tail.. wagging.. >"Now THAT'S funny!" "Not one bit Fleur, come on, let's get you somethin' to eat!"
>Sauntering towards the mess hall, whistling, the General flexes out her wings, blades dangling from her feathers like wind chimes. >"Just wait til I smack someone's head in!" Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Closing Alpha locker, Sox wriggles the saddlepack, staring up at the green eye with a huff. >'Yes.' >Stomping her hoof on the air, the rogue snarls, wings snapped up, Lunar blades sparking blue. >Nearly recoiling, Risk gazes down at the pegasus in concern. >J. >The mind is in a place this one has visited once. >A place of much stagnation. >She wishes to confront the mind. >She will not let it go. >I cannot refuse her this time. >'J shall guide us there.' >Grinding her teeth for a moment, Sox nods slowly, flicking the blades flat under her feathers. >The eye closes, then opens again. >'I agree.' >'We shall leave immediately.' >Darting out the back door as Risk's focus returns to the spear, Sox skitters above the ground floating, muttering to herself. >Sliding to a halt at the pagoda, Sox thinks the radio "ON".
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sat 15 Mar 2014 23:39:35 No. 16783857 Report >>16783749 >I finish eating dinner. >After Silver left, I took the time to explain to Pella what happened. >Silver however... >The looks she gave us. >And that flash she did on the way out... >I don't know how to feel about this, so I'm going to stop thinking about it. >I blink, and realize what Sox said. >Find the pony responsible for what happened to Mercy, Sox, Belltower, AND Pella? >Fuck. >Yes. >I stand up, and chug the rest of my cider I had. "I'm gonna go do something, Pella. Be back in a bit."
>I kiss her quickly, and jog out of the Mess Hall and over to Sox. >I stop, skidding slightly on the ice. "So...it's time to take out that bastard, eh?"
>Can't fucking wait. Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16783749 >Convulsing slightly, Hollow turned to look at the ceiling once more >I'll mess with your ass! >...No I won't >Sighing and gearing up again, Hollow gave the Roust cocoon a hug, and made his way out of the Nest >Skating across the ice like a graceful swan, Hollow slid to the pagoda, flailing as he overshot >Skidding back onto it, he stuck his tongue out at Sox "So sorry that you have to settle for me instead of Roust, Superbutt."
>Taking a seat on one of the couches and fiddling with the sword and shield, he contemplated upon the deeper meanings of Sox's ass [1d6]>U.Meditate
>... "So what are we doing again?"
J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>>16783749 >waking softly from the side of the Mess Hall >"What are you on about." >That dream.. what was that? >"Mind in a place one has visited before.." >pushing off from the wall. rising to my feet >"Leave immediately where." >only catching half of the conversation >to have the masks radio blaring "FREAK" a moment later >in the barracks, throwing on fatigues at this point >dressed in the usual black replacing the poncho over shoulders and out the door >stepping out of the barracks, lighting the waking cigarette >catching sight of Dante heading into the Armory >"There we go." >making a leisured, half asleep pace to the building, opening and closing it in tandem "Are you ready."
>stroking up her neck, under her lip >looking her in the eyes, shifting between the two "Yes."
>>16784045 >The deeper meaning to her ass is muh dick kek. Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16783594 >>16783749 >welp, I guess he's woke up now, Silver Santa Claus was the cause of him sleeping >don't know if I like her having that power, but it's Santa, how can you not trust Santa? "It was a little more normal for me, we had The Empress show up and pretend to be Santa Clause for all the good little operators, I got my armor upgraded so I guess I was good this year."
>it is one of those days to crack jokes about everything >grab some cider and take drink "Goody! It's not fruit-related, I don't do as well as Natty when it comes to fruit. I'll have to cook it sometime."
>goddamnit that's adorable, and I guess muh dik aint bad >set my head on top of his "Well, I'm sure it's not the only thing on me worth liking, just a... larger part."
>having fun right now >darn, interrupted again "Dangit, looks like I gotta head off and do some stuff, stuff regarding a psion. Wish me luck dealing with mind junk, cuz I'll probably need it."
>set pone off to the side and grab my bottle of PCP off the wild ride >never know when PCP could be of use >head to pagoda land "Alright, time to take out psion pone, where to?"
>lesdodis Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16783857 >Frowning at the message, Pella nods, throwing her wings around you quickly, then sits back. "Be safe!"
>Running in place, the rogue eyes you up and down, then groans. "Yes, but you need some of those.. be right back!"
>Rapidly skating to the workshop, a pair of spiked treads are brought back and tossed to you. "Those things!"
>>16784045 >Roust's attention flows to you warmly, remaining partially awake. >'It will be several days Hollow' >Watching you with a chortle, Sox blows a raspberry. "I'd rather have BOTH of you but ehh, this'll work out. One second!"
>As the pegasus dashes to the workshop, you realize.. >That Sox might be able to steal souls. >Or ka, rather, the word that's used in this world. >As you ponder the meanings of life squared by velocity multiplied speed divided by her skills of thievery.. you're interrupted by a pair of boot chains. >>16784176 >Flitting up to you in the pagoda, Sox grins, ears perked up and wiggling. "It is time to unleash the STEALENING OF FACES!"
>Hovering silently, the rogue puffs her cheeks out, light purple eyes narrowed and twitching. >"ITCHITCHITCH!" >Nodding quickly, she drops down to the portal stone, making a squinty face at the spear. "Stalliongrad right? ...RRRRIIIIIGHT?"
>Risk pauses, then.. sighs? >'If that is it's name.' "Kay!"
>'I will show J where it is.' "You better not be wrong or I WILL sort your eyes!"
>The Eldritch metal twists around in worried patterns. >J. >Please do not allow this. >I do not wish to be humiliated by the pegasus. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16784218 >Vanil turns his head to the side, face scrunched in thought. "The Empress? Empress Silver? But Lucky said she went into exile a long time ago. Weird."
>Shrugging, ears flick in contemplation. >"Wonder if he wears armor on the inside or outside? ...what." "Well there are cook books in the library now! Also I have no idea how to cook, but thanks for all the food you keep making!"
>Turning two-toned eyes up, the scout's eyebrows furrow, still a little sheepish. "I was.. uh, just thinking.. I've.. never seen one.. before?"
>Groaning internally at the disruption, Vanil sighs, sitting upright and waving a wing at you rapidly. "All right! Wait, a psion? If one tries to get in your mind think of the WORST thoughts and direct it at them! At least that's something I remember from Meridian, it's worth a try!"
>Peering you over at the pagoda, Sox nods several times at the spike treads. "Stalliongrad! ..somewhere. It's time to steal faces! Might wanna cloak just to be sure, I dunno if a mind can sense through or not."
>Blowing a raspberry at the spear, she turns and hammers the runes for Stalliongrad Residential, then leaps on Sapper's back with a chortle, delving into the Underdark with him. [1d6+3] <Expert Ambush+Commando Carrier
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>>16784340 "Stealening of faces."
>crouching down to her >"That'd be about right." "Right. Both of you, be nice. I have to deal with you both."
>smirking at the strange trifecta "We'll find out then."
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Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 00:26:58 No. 16784623 Report >>16784340 >Hmm? >Oh, cool. "Yeah, thanks."
>I sit down on the side of the pagoda, and stretch the chains over the underside of my boot, double checking it's tautness. >It fits well. >I stand up, and plant my foot into the ground, making sure it didn't move. >It doesn't. >Good. >I walk onto the pagoda as Sox types in the pattern for Stalliongrad. >I crouch down while in the tunnel, and try to make myself do the dissapearing act the others can do so well. [1d6+1]<U. Stealth + Blackened Armor
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Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16784340 >>16784507 >Fascinating >Also, boot chains! >Now I won't fall on my ass! >Getting the boot chains onto his boots quickly as he could, Hollow prepared himself mentally, sticking his tongue out at the eldritch abominations in the teleport tunnel >Quickly realizing that he was as stealthy as a train wreck, Hollow improvised >Speaking into the other's minds, Hollow began...floating, high above >"I'll just be up here then. Let the brutality commence!" [1d6+2]>Master EoH-Telekinesis
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>This plan is flawless Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16784507 >don't need no stinkin exile "Apparantly."
>set cider back down "Oh really? I know I still have one copy but I didn't know how many there were, and just getting to cook for a willing crowd is thanks enough."
>that and having a fully stocked kitchen >life's good on base "Meh, it's definitely a penis, though a circumcised one, so it's missing some skin.... damn jews."
>they ruin everything >rub the junk launcher with some cloth "Thanks for the info, I'm certain mental images of hambeasts doing hambeast things can disrupt a psion enough."
>pagoda tiem >oh boy it's time for more Stalliongrad "I'll have to give it a shot, also, everyone, if a psion is trying to do it's funky mind junk, just conjure up the worst images possible, but directed at them."
>step onto the teleport junk and try to disappear, remembering proper marching technique to minimize noise [1d6+1]expert stealth
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Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: The Stealening! Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 00:48:12 No. 16784933 Report > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V02WZvLE_R0 >>16784613 >3 Ambush tokens for Sox and Sapper. "Oh yeessss.."
>Squinting her eyes, Sox reaches up dangerously close to the spear with a feather, then pauses, rolling her eyes. "Kaaaaay~!"
>Carrying you, for once, into the Underdark, hosts of solid red and purple eyes open, staring into the shifting bronze tunnel. >This is the worst.. >>16784623 >Flopping a wing at you, the pegasus chortles. "Welcome! Also they're pointy."
>While you felt your outline disappear, you could still hear your clothing and armor. >But only slightly. >The Heart's Fear pulses inside the shifting circle on the center of your armor. >"Give me another to frighten! And another! ALL OF THEM! Let your enemies DROWN in fear!" >... >Something was happy. >>16784753 >Eyebrows raising, Sox stares up at you. >Blink. >Headache. "I'm confused."
>Your weapons and armor were silenced as you fade from sight, for once, though the longsword and shield were humming in tune. >They seemed pleased at the prospect of.. something? >>16784781 >Cocking her head to the side, Sox boggles. "A world.. without.. stuff to take?! LOVELY LUNA HOW HORRIFYING!"
>Your precise ministrations of marching techniques serve you exceptionally well, removing yourself from sight, sound, and possibly even scent. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: The Stealening! Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 00:55:02 No. 16785048 Report >>16784933 >The green eye, visible to Sapper and Sox, opens as the five drop onto the Residential District's portal stone. >'It is this direction.' >'I will find more of this mind and it's secrets.' [1d6] <Risk: Hunt Mode
>Guiding them north through the lower residential district to where Hollow and Dante had aided in destroying the mansions and vast homes, little more than a trio of black armored earth ponies noticing something odd, Sox stopping the others with a short, low whistle. >Waiting for them to pass by, muttering about the cold, the pegasus grumbles silently. "Steal your armor and your faces if I have to.."
>Sox stops the five at a decently large, two floored, possibly remodeled wooden A-frame house surrounded by 10' red stone walls and a cheap looking wrought iron gate. >It was directly underneath the Upper Residential bluff, protected by a tall rear wall to prevent small rockslides. >The rogue puffs her cheeks, ears wiggling like fins in a practiced form.. >"Bufufu~ I will FIND you!" [1d6+1] <Goldfish Vision!
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>Sox, conferring with Risk, spoke quietly from hanging on Sapper's shoulders. "It's asleep and seems.. kind of sick. I dunno, but my pack is nearly empty."
>Staring at the spear, her face scrunches. "Hwat. Eyeballs here says there's two sentients on either side of this place."
"Sooo.. what do we do?"
Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16785048 >alright, now we be at place >and there be gate, don't like that being there >whisper time "Alright, that gate's probably creaky, so I'mma wd40 it up and get it open so you guys can go in and do your infiltration shenanigans."
>open up the toolbox and whip out the wd40 >oil up all the joints on the gate >whip out the rest of my tools and get to work opening the gate [1d6]expert engineering
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>after the gate is open, start quietly packing up my tools, and possibly wiping off the dust from the multi-tool Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 01:17:38 No. 16785406 Report >>16784933 >I raise an eyebrow at the (now sentient) Heart's Fear. >Then smile. >"You want them to feel fear, huh? You want them to wither away despair, yes? You'll get the chance to, soon. This Psion wil taste the agony of horror, soon." >I like this thing already. >>16785048 >While being led by Sox, I notice the mansions. >Burned down mansions, in fact. >That's what those bourgeoisie fuckers deserved. >I look at the rogue next to me, once we arrive. >I also mark the dimensions of the building. >Hmm... >We could easily just scale this wall... >But those sentients... >I frown. "Let's...take out the guards. Hollow, you're gonna get the right side with me."
>I manuever myself over to >>16785379 , and move into the compound after he opens the gate. >I sneak over behind one of the guards on the right side, and draw my sword. >I bring back my arm, and snap it forward, attempting to sever the neck of the poor unsuspecting pone. [1d6+3]<E. Melee +Cragbreaker Heart
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Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16785048 >Well, what a nice place >Shame it's going to be covered in blood very, very quickly >Snickering evilly, Hollow took the Hive longsword from it's sling, staring it down >"Shall we get to work?" >Watching Kraut unlock the gate, Hollow nodded at Dante, and snuck after him >Sneaking past as Dante took one guard, Hollow approached the other, lifting the longsword and plunging it into the back of it's neck, straight through the spinal cord [1d6+2]>Expert Melee
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J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>>16784933 >shutting an eye, keeping depth perception to a minimum >"This is new. Absolute worst." >lightly plodding into the ground from the teleport and Underdark shift >hustling along, guided over shoulder >hushing her with a hand gently as the guards pass >crouching down at the wrought iron fence, peering through at the house Perception(Expert)
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"Asleep?"
>tossing the idea around a quick second "Inside the house?"
>"Or your saddle.." >peaking up the tall walls of the house "Alright, so split, take them both."
>>16785379 >giving a short nod >>16785406 >>16785518 >turning attention over to Dante "You've got right then."
>gesturing two fingers in out of habit >tilting head up slightly to hush over shoulder "Ready?"
>and easing the gate open, creeping along the wrought iron fence left Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whQQpwwvSh4 >>16785379 >Staring up at the house, Sox blinks, craning her neck around Sapper to watch your work. >The joints, you notice, would have squeaked had you tried to open it, a simple defense and deterrent mechanism. >The lock was not as cheap as the rest of it, and was easily taken apart after a couple minutes. >The gate swings open without a sound, the rogue stifling a cackle. >>16785406 >"Wither?! I DEMAND their fear as a sacrifice and shall repay them with untold agonies and miseries for you!" >The earth pony in Watch Guard armor, staring directly through you, was utterly surprised. >The Apollonian blade crackles, tiny Cretalva drakes shrieking silently on it's blades. >The unarmored neck offers little resistance, the blade slicing through the spine, though not entirely through the neck, severing it's connection to the brain. >The Watch Guard's body shudders under the lethal poison diving through it's spinal column into the brain, already dead. 0/150HP. >Your stealth breaks, the other Watch Guard turning slightly, mouth opening to shout. >>16785518 >The blade pulses in tune with the shield, the two filling you with a calm, logical distaste for potential enemies of your Hive. >The longsword's tip drives through the second Watch Guard's neck before he can shout at Dante's actions. >Slicing with some trouble through the hardened earth pony's vertebrae, the spinal column is severed instantly. >Your stealth breaks off, leaving you visible as the innate poison fails to produce itself on the edges. 0/150HP. >Appreciation for swift action flows through you. >The Hive is proud. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: The Stealening! Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 01:51:11 No. 16786038 Report >>16785785 >Risk sighs again. >The pegasus offered a trade. >Find the mind or be 'sorted'. >Giving the sentient spear a stare, the green eye inverts, then returns to facing forwards, slightly amused. >The worst indeed. >Through the thermals you find the house to be built similar to those in Luna's village. >Based on it's size and the four windows on the front, you knew there to be four rooms downstairs, and a large upper room. >There would be a single door to the rear, directly in the center where the front was. >Through the windows, you noticed little heat from the thermals, the occupant likely enjoying the cool. >This was not typical housing for a pony living in Stalliongrad. >Sox mutters silently to you, turning her head to spy two Watch Guard, sitting close to each other, one facing you, the other facing the rear. "I'll get the one in back.."
>Sticking her head forwards, she nods, eyes narrowed. "And knock it out first."
>Reaching back to snag the biteblade, the Lunar wingblades are covered in ice, leaping up and off you. >Lifting herself with a quick wing flap, the rogue lands silently above the roof, peering down from the Underdark's vivid outlines. >Nodding at you, she whispers through the radio. *"Go!"*
>Dropping blacksteel hoofboots straight down onto the pony's head facing the back. [1d6] <Basic Speed
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Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 01:58:06 No. 16786172 Report >>16785815 >I pause from wiping the blood off of my sword. >Hmm. >"Demand, eh? Well, we'll see what horrors we can conjure in their mind. Now, to see what this house is like..." >I crouch down, feeling slightly more confident in my ability to stealth. [1d6+2]<U. Stealth + KP + Blackened Armor
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J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>>16785815 >"Don't feel down." >chuckling deep down >not liking what I'm seeing here.. >the peer in the window eerie >glancing them over, sizing them up >a hushed "Go."
>lunging at the first, almost racist Sox for who lands their target first Speed(Expert)+Unarmored
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>twisting to ensure silence, easing the weapon down keeping it quiet >leaping into it, pressing knee down into its neck Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16785815 >Ah >What a refreshing sound >Poking out one of the dead pones eyes for good measure, Hollow wiped the blood and other unfortunate things off on the sword with the grass >Keeping it in hand, Hollow put his NVGs on, and attempted to stealth his way out to the back of the house >This can only end badly [1d6]>U.Stealth
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Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16786038 >>16785815 >wd40 IS the solution to everything >except for when duct tape is involved >welp, may as well take a look-see into the house's windows >take out muh gun and scan through the windows for possible intredasting stuff [1d6+1]expert perception
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>just about done packing up >hopefully no one else did anything else stupid Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: The Stealening! Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 02:23:36 No. 16786647 Report > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y2ub15HYCu0 >>16786172 >"I will find their miseries or die trying!" >Outline disappearing, you can still hear the small plates across your armor, but just barely. >The room was darkened, and appeared to be a rather messy sitting room. >There were Councilierge boxes, woven wrappers, and crates scattered around haphazardly, several of which were damaged, possibly from flailing around. >The flat red bed, or futon, in the center caught your eye, however. >There were several stains and burns, similar to those Hollow could produce from his abilities, on it that led you to think this was where the voice you heard from destroying the vortex originated from. >>16786038 >>16786359 >The Watch Guard is driven straight into the ice unconscious, the blacksteel hoofboots nearly cracking his skull from the force. >Acknowledging that they couldn't be seen or found out, the ocean blue pegasus flashes a wing to the side as she hops off, then stabs three Lunar wingblades into the back of the Guard's neck with a quiet mutter. "Not tonight.."
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>You win the contest of speed easily. >Catching the Watch Guard's turned throat with a vicious stab, Risk's eyes snap open, the Eldritch metal violently drawing the earth pony's blood into the shifting blade. >'The zealot will be PURGED!' >As Risk finishes gorging itself on the Guard's life, the body crumples to the ice, it's color drained to black. 0/150HP. >Peering up at you with a nod, Sox's eyebrows furrow, staring down and looting the body swiftly. [1d6+2] <Expert Sleight of Hoof
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Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: The Stealening! Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 02:31:24 No. 16786785 Report >>16786437 >Your outline fades from sight, weapons and armor silenced once more. >The rear of the house was.. a mess. >Boxes and crates with Councilierge symbols, mostly trashed and destroyed, litter the 20M of space between the overhanging porch and the rear wall. >There was a great deal of food containers, as well as several that you knew to be from the Industrial District's chemical production facilities. >One in particular catches your eye in the night vision. >A pouch much like the one taken off the yellow pegasus, Captain Shanis, before going after Bigmaw. >It was empty of combat drugs, however, which led you to think that the occupant was either drug addicted or hosted parties quite often. >>16786468 >The window opposite from Dante was a deplorable kitchen. >There was an average height square granite counter with two large heatstones, covered in debris. >Tens of boxes you knew to be food and combat drugs littered the small shelves, and covered the three tables inside, though most looked empty. >There were numerous cooling and freezing chests, several open, but the majority closed. >A wall length cabinet, strangely, was the only thing that wasn't left cluttered. >It was lined with small, secured crates that you knew to contain combat drugs, hallucinogenics, and medical supplies. Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 02:39:13 No. 16786909 Report >>16786647 >Well, then. >"I feel the same, except without the dying part. Would prefer NOT to do that." >I key my mic and whisper into it. "Got burns and stains that look like something that Hollow could do. This is the place alright."
>I let off my mic, and slowly open the window, and crawl through it. >I key my mic and whisper into it while walking towards the crates. "Looks like we got some things to steal here, Sox. Gonna check through them real quick 'fore you get here."
>I let off of it again, and take the small flashlight off the front of my weapon, and obscure the light while I check out the crates' contents, watching my step for anything that could alert other's to my presence while I'm at it. [1d6]<B. Perception
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Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16786785 >Standing amongst the garbage, Hollow grimaced >Somebody isn't recycling~! >...Also drugs >Shrugging and approaching the back door, Hollow edged it open slowly and tip toed through, closing it after him >Pressing his back up against it, he scanned the room [1d6]>U.Perception
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>pic related it's what I'm taking J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>>16786647 >whisking the blade out >"Let's have a little knife work." Shift Weapon:Dagger
>slinging the little blood left from the blade >rummaging over the guards body for anything useful Sleight of hand(Untrained)
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>leaving the body, picking up Sox in arm, her muzzle clamped onto something from her guard Stealth(Expert)+Risk/SB/Poncho/CC
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>slipping around back, easing through the trash pilled up >and following Hollow inside >crouching keeping a low profile, scanning the room concurrent to the man up front Perception(Expert)
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>>16787050 >fug untrained SoH Silent Duo(Basic)
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Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16786785 >there we go, all packed up and ready to move again >and their kitchen is absolutely shit >oh well, there be junk for me to take and weaponize >head up to the window to the kitchen and wd40 everything that might make noise >open the boxes and start cramming as many combat drugs, hallucinogens, and medical junk as I can in muh bag >after that, don my combi-goggles and peek into an adjacent room and see if there be anything worth noting [1d6]expert perception
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>the obrez-blade is always ready Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: The Stealening! Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 02:56:25 No. 16787162 Report > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Psa06Qx0utA >>16786909 >The Heart's Fear shifts into a copy of the Cretalva drake, flapping angrily in the center of the Regal circle. >"I refuse to allow your death so long as I exist! Let us find something to terrify anew!" >Sox pauses from her rummaging, sticking a pouch of gems into her pack with a glower before retrieving her biteblade. *"Knew it! Take what you can then."*
>Your flashlight is a shit. >The weakened beam complements excellent night vision. >Most of the crates and boxes were empty, though you discover four sealed pouches of assorted pills and fluids in small glass containers, all of them with obvious chemical markings. >There were roughly a hundred bottles of booze, one you recognized as cheap, though you decided to leave them. >Scrounging through the rest of the debris, you discover a medium sized lockbox under the bed, or whatever it is. >Oddly it doesn't make a single sound. >>16786928 >To your surprise, you find a fake snake on the floor. >Pocketing it for obviously HONORABLE reasons, you decide to take the left room. >Your night vision goggles were a shit, forcing you to slap them quietly several times. >This was.. a den. >An incredibly nasty one. >Bottles of every size and color litter it, along with trash from drug parties and.. that stench. >It smelled worse than the orgy in the crew building. >Forcing yourself to scrounge around a bit, you come up with nothing useful and hastily get the fuck out of there. >The opposite side door was interestingly left closed, though. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: The Stealening! Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 03:09:22 No. 16787372 Report >>16787050 >>16787086 >Risk shifts into the familiar double edged blade in great satisfaction. >'The zealots are purged here.' >'The mind above is quiet.' >'I will search for those nearby.' >'The zealot's force shall serve this.' [1d6+2] <Risk: Hunt Mode
>Finding a pouch under the neck armor full of coins, you stuff it away, much to the rogue's delight. "Fufu~.."
>3 Ambush tokens to Sox & Sapper. >Flailing her wings with a silent chortle, Sox staaares at reality, diving from it with you. [1d6+5] <Expert Stealth+Commando Carrier
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>Wriggling out of your arm once inside, she lands lightly on the float enchant, staring at the closed left door. *"Gonna open this."*
>Pulling out her picks from under a wing, she selects a fine one and nudges it in. >"Opeeeen says ME!" [1d6+2] <Expert Lockpick
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>>16787137 >Your pouch and part of your backpack is stuffed by the time you finish. >Taking a moment to check a sealed bandage of some kind, you find it coated in a layer of gel. >You make a note to see what it is later before tossing it into a pocket. >The opposite room where Dante had been searching was a mess, though you do find a small, silent lockbox that he'd missed on the other side under the futon-bed thing. >One of the undamaged crates contained a small, apple shaped bottle containing a green fluid, the name of a Councilierge chemical company etched into the side. Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 03:14:28 No. 16787474 Report >>16787162 >I chuckle slightly. >"Awww. I'm touched. Now, to scare the soul out of somebody..." >I continue to walk around stealthily, reattaching my flashlight to my MG. >But also giving the son of a bitch a tap to jostle the batteries, to maybe get some more juice out of them. >I attempt to search the house, watching my step, peeking through keyholes and listening for anything that may indicate a sleeping pone. >If we catch this fucker with his pants down... [1d6]<B. Perception
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Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16787162 >>16787372 >I am now the proud new owner of a silly snake >Fantastic >Also, opium dens! >Sniffing at the room, Hollow watched as Sox began niggering her way through the other door >Pegabest indeed >Patting her on the head as he moved past her, Hollow opened the now unlocked door slowly, staring around the new room [1d6]>U.Perception
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Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16787372 >aww yeah, gonna make use of this junk back on base >probably also need to figure out what this gel is, but that can wait >and there be more stuff to take >go into the room, checking down the hallway first to make sure nothing is coming >collect the junk that Dante missed >afterwards, go to the room that Sox just unlocked, obrez-blade ready to stun if need be >what is in here [1d6]expert perception
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>>16787162 >"Was that?" >Hollow stuffing something into a pocket "..It was a dick."
>shaking the terrifying imaginative image of him preparing for some sick "unbirthing" of Rousts eggs in his rectum. >"..." >slipping along the wall to the door Sox opened >>16787691 >giving an announcing nudge into Kraut's arm, crouching up beside him into the room >scanning throughout the entry >keeping a keen eye open for loose flooring, trip wires, and hopefully wards Perception(Expert)
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Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: The Stealening! Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 03:32:56 No. 16787793 Report > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4FMNb4Jw2KI >>16787474 >The Cretalva perches on something, glaring back and forth at the lack of activity. >"Your armor is touched but you are not. Let's find something to torment regardless!" >Between the four rooms, there was a wide, large staircase leading up to the second level, the house split only by the central hallway. >Checking the stairs, they were solid and seemed to be melded into the wood. >From the other room, you saw no way to access them, an odd architectural quirk. >The layout of the house was blatantly simple, large pillars on the four meeting corners as support for a large, wide open upper room. >You estimate it to be roughly sixty feet wide, and a hundred feet long. >Above, however, you could hear nothing. >>16787514 >Replacing her lockpicks under her wing, the rogue puffs her cheeks out, grinning. >This was a combination study and lab, at least, you think it was. >The familiar scent of clinical compounds wafts out, as does the smell of something vaguely marijuana like. >Stacks of crates and boxes with the familiar Councilierge chemical insignia line the outside, the center broken up by a pair of tables and an alchemy/chemistry lab. >Covering the backed chairs were spatters of old blood, hastily wiped off by ponyshoe marks. >A stacks of scrawled, poorly written notes on vaguely familiar chemical compositions catches your eyes. >Picking it up and going through it, you recognize a compound designed to increase a psion's mental capabilities by combining a tranquilizer, depressant, and several of this world's flora you'd seen in Spiral's lab. >While interesting, the concoction seemed highly addictive, and was likely toxic even in carefully controlled doses. Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: The Stealening! Corsen !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 03:43:26 No. 16787944 Report >>16787691 >The boxes around the room with Councilierge insignia on them you noticed to be either flammable chemical components, or near operating room grade drugs, mostly tranquilizers and painkillers designed specifically for ponies. >Across some of the tables you noticed a host of advanced tools and devices like those in Spiral's lab, generally for alchemical or chemistry purposes. >There were several stacks of filled syringes on a counter in the back, one of which had been emptied, the tube and needle hastily jammed in, judging by the small drops of blood on it. >Numerous books relating to earth pony psychology and medical practices were scattered around the room, including three volumes that matched the missing three from Spiral's partially filled set on earth pony psions. >Deciding to grab them for the research value, there was little left that you noted. >>16787760 >Risk's green eye stares upwards, then inverts to face you. >'There are no others nearby.' >'The mind upstairs is silent.' >'I sense it damaged.' >Poking her head in for a moment, Sox rolls her eyes, then skitters around to stare up one of the staircases, cheeks puffed out and ears wiggling like fins. [1d6+2] <Goldfish Vision!
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>You find no tripwires, though one of the cabinets was covered with a simple locking ward. >Cracking it open, you find nothing of value except for a pouch containing small carved gems in the shape of various ponies. >There were a couple of loose boards in the back, behind one of the counters. >Prying them up one at a time, you find a small hidey hole with a tiny locked box, and stash it. >Checking the rest of the room, there was nothing more here that you noticed worthwhile. Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 03:47:29 No. 16788021 Report >>16787793 >>16787944 >I frown. "Yes, but be patient. You will have your time."
>I crouch next to the door, attempting to make myself even stealthier. [1d6+1]<U. Stealth + Blackened Armor
>I debate for a second, before keying my mic and whispering into it. "Alright guys, one last room. The psion HAS to be here, so everyone gather at the top of the stairs. I'm waitin' on you guys."
>I let off my mic, and slowly scan the room, using my scope to help. [1d6]<B. Perception
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J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>>16787944 >"Damaged.. did someone beat us to them?" >another tap on Krauts arm, taking the opposite stair case >slinking up carefully >peaking barely over the top of the stairs Perception(Expert)
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Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16787944 >Alrighty >This...looks absolutely awful >Looking incredibly shifty, Hollow stuffed it deep into his pack >I've been trying to get over the morphine and painkillers addiction, I don't need to be addicted to another drug! >Grumbling, Hollow approached Dante, amused at his attempts to stealth himself >Carefully shifting up the stairs, Hollow poked his head into the loft >Where you at motherfucker >Got a silly snake with your name on it [1d6]>U.Perception
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Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16787944 >sweet, a bunch of stuff I can fiddle and diddle around with >seperate all the junk into piles for research >go through all the syringes and drug junk >skim through the books for relevant info >I'm sure there's something useful in all this [1d6+7]expert research
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>I am so ready Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: The Stealening! Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 04:10:25 No. 16788387 Report > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DRhcHifOkfc >>16788021 >You feel.. absolutely no different. >Sox turns her head around to you, then whispers into the radio. *"I hear snoring, but it's a little messed up, stops and starts often."*
>Besides Sox, somewhere opposite you, and the solid staircases, there was nothing of notice. >The flat walls and several of the boards on the stairs themselves, however, were covered in small splotches of.. various fluids. >You decide to stop staring at them once you recognize that the stairs had been used as impromptu places for sexual activity. >>16788192 >Risk inverts to gaze at you, then turns upwards. >'I do not know.' >'I cannot see it well enough.' >'It is a pony of the earth.' >The loft was rather cold, the two windows on either end of the top floor left wide open. >The room was, strangely, much cleaner than those down below, though there were several piles of trash in the corners. >Two short dressers on the north side were covered in debris, alcohol and pill bottles, syringes, and more. >In the center of the room was a tall bed covered in pillows and blankets. >Also surrounded by bottles. >You could hear a faint, halting snore from roughly the center, a small imprint of heat viewed through the thermals. >Sox creeps up slowly after you on the float enchantment, turning around to stop on the floor proper, staring at the bed with wings outstretched. >"That you, huh?" [1d6+1] <Basic Perception
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>>16788212 >The silly snake guides you to stare at the bed in the center of the room. >Small ripples of dreams emanate from it, alternating between drugs, sex, Bits, and.. mares. >While you can't make sense of them, you do notice several syringes under the bed, emptied. >The psion, an earth pony mare, was ill or at the least weakened, as you could slightly sense the Cretalva poison from Dante's blade nearly purged from her system. Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: The Stealening! Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 04:15:31 No. 16788464 Report >>16788302 >Judging by the chemicals and books scattered around the room, as well as the recently used syringe, you discover several interesting reams of information. >Research for improving a psion's mental capabilities had been conducted here over the past several months, if not years. >The concoctions used were slightly toxic and highly addictive, though effective. >It was possible, you thought, to overcharge an earth pony psion's mental abilities with several syringes of the chemical compounds used that Hollow had been looking at. >Gauging by the amount it would take however, you could load roughly twenty into the launcher, though it could cause an immense strengthening of psionic potential for several minutes, though the toxic dosage would slow them down and weaken their abilities for quite some time afterwards. Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 04:27:21 No. 16788653 Report >>16788387 >>16788464 >... >Fuck, that sucks. >I can't be bothered to try again... >So, I decide to walk up the stairs, and avoid the marejuices while I walk up. >Spotting the bundle of blankets, I look to the others, and point towards the bundle in the middle of the room. "That's the one. Let's take him out."
Fire On My Target Applied!
>I wait, and prep my MG if I have to fire, and set the bipod down, facing towards the blankets. J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>>16788387 >"Then let's find out." >taking in the upper floor >"Quaint." >eyes locking onto the bed >awash with rage for a moment, exhaling slowly >taking a power step, making two quiet footfalls in a long stride >leaping onto the bed, straddling the pone between my legs Speed(Expert)+Unarmored/FoMT
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>bring a fist back, other hand grasping her throat >subtle hate barely apparent "For Sox."
>coldclocking the earth pone straight in the forehead Melee(Master)+Risk/FoMT
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Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16788387 >Well, aren't we just a slutty little pony? >Grinning, Hollow watched with interest as Sapper rushed into action >Two can play this game! >"This'll be fun!" >Flipping the shovel out, Hollow slid forward, before rearing back and smashing the shovel into the side of the psion's head [1d6+3]>Expert Melee-Knockout
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Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: Sox Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 05:01:08 No. 16789249 Report > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VzpWJx3I2DY >>16788653 >The Cretalva stares out from the Regal circle with a jaded expression. >"Can you at LEAST call it's mother fat?!" >Sox stares across the room from you, then to the bed with a grin. >"Time to knock it OUT!" >>16788793 >Slipping on a patch of.. something you'd rather not think of, you tear the blankets off. >Your hand encounters something.. odd. >Hundreds of fine copper, bronze, silver, and gold piercings in straight, beautifully decorative lines cover what you THINK is a vibrant suset blue coated, sapphire blue maned earth pony. >Her entire body was covered in the shimmering rings, from large ones atop her ears to small iron ones surrounding her closed eyes. >Waking partially with a sleepy groan, your fist lands in the center of the earth pony's head, the blow partially intercepted by the design of a bird, wings spread. >Cool blue eyes rolling back, the psion spasms from the force, the multitudes of piercings clinking together. >Rounded, painful imprints are left across your knuckles. >Staring on, one side of Sox's muzzle pulls back, dumbfounded. "What the FFFFF- SOOOOOO!"
>Ignoring the strangeness, the ocean blue rogue leaps up, diving down with a howling cackle. "MAAAAAAAAANY!"
>Blacksteel hoofboots activate their sticky function, landing on the earth pony's side and tearing free some of the jewelry. "SHIIIIIINIIIIIEEESSSS!"
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>>16788894 >The shovel smashes into the earth pony's head, lightning arcing through and into the bits in a chain reaction. >Sapper's drake-hide poncho absorbs the electrical impulses as the electrical flow causes the psion to spasm violently, nearly foaming at the mouth. 3 turn stun. Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: Sox Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 05:11:50 No. 16789385 Report > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rlkmOXgGMZ0 >>16789249 >Landing on the earth pony's ring covered side, the sticky enchantment fails. >Sox dips down, landing on the floor and spinning around, wide eyed. "Hwat."
>Watching the pony spasm, the rogue stares dejectedly down at her hoofboots. "WHY HAVE YOU FAILED ME?!"
>Turning her attention around the room, she spots the two dressers at the north side, eyes snapping wide open. *"Nevermind~! Gonna open the dresser on the left first! The sticky enchantment on my boots failed too, durrrr."*
>Scampering towards the one on the left, the lockpicks are pulled out from under her wing, rapidly unlocking the two drawers, cheeks puffed out goofily. [1d6+2] <Goldfish ~Lockpick!
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>>16775129 >Nodding slowly >Killing Monsters sounds fun >Deamons not so much... "Alright, if you need to get a monster killed easy...damn...wish Onii-chan was around, he could Snipe the monster inna head before he'd have a chance to react!" she smirked
>Figure this carefully. "The only other option is to try and take the long way around and get him from behind or something, don't suppose you guys could fly me up there and we can figure a plan closer to his hide-out?"
J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>>16789249 >beating both fists into the psions face regardless Melee(Master)+Risk/FoMT/GFTT/EW
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>shaking a fist, bleeding and raw >tearing a cascade of rings from it's side >tossing it aside "You..."
Kraut Space Wizard !Krautc0lNU
>>16788464 >welp, looks like I gots me a bunch of junk I could use >but not yet >keep stuff packed away for later and go up the stairs >looks like everyone already did their job to incapacitate the mare, so I don't gotta do that >doesn't mean I can't open up more stuff to steal though >get a tiny amount of c4 and cram it into the right dresser lock >do the shenanigans where it's armed >back up a tiny bit and detonate it [1d6]expert engy
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>when in doubt, go goody retrieval >search through the drawer Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 05:29:11 No. 16789622 Report >>16789249 >>16789385 >I raise an eyebrow. >"Well, I would, but...Sapper is busy pounding the shit out of it. So, I doubt it would even work." >I frown. "Sapper, don't kill her. Yet. She can be...useful..."
>This pony probably knows things. >Which we can learn, if Sapper leaves any of it left. >He forgets that I have a personal grudge against it, too. >I stand up, and swap to my sword, walking up next to Sapper. >Now, we just wait for him to stop punching, and we can get some info. Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16789249 >Holy shit man >Fucking beat down central >Embracing his inner slav and squatting in front of the psion while Sapper beat her face in, Hollow focused on running interference, just in case she managed to gather her thoughts enough to retaliate "Messed with the wrong group, my fellow psionic pal~"
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Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: D-D-D-DOOM RIDE! Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 05:31:04 No. 16789653 Report > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VGWrondy6M4 >>16789385 >Cracking open the two drawers, the rogue growls at a snapped pick. "That's the fifth one I've lost!"
>Leaping in a 180, she cocks her head to the side, one eye spasming as she calls through the radio. *"WAIT! The rings are locked in place across the coat like armor! Find something to get THROUGH it!"*
>Shaking in place rapidly, Sox leaps into the air, eyes turning a bright purple. >The top of her feathers blaze purple, the undersides covered in a bright white. "D-D-D-D-D-DOOOOOM RIIIIDE~!"
>An ocean blue, purple, and white replica of Sox dive out of the haze surrounding the pegasus, Underdark hooves slamming into the psion's skull before returning to surround the pegasus. [1d6] <I'm Here~!
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>Turning back around, the three-toned rogue throws her pack off and begins stuffing it with pouches, eyes narrowed in focus. *"This is nuts!"*
>>16789541 >The earth pony's head rocks side to side, the rings jangling. >Risk pulses briefly in your hand, absorbing the blood spatters and restoring your flesh and skin rapidly. >A short, choked off cough, the psion's unfocused mind searching for a target. [1d6+10] <Evolving Defenses
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Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: D-D-D-DOOM RIDE! Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 05:40:35 No. 16789775 Report >>16789546 >The charges are placed expertly. >Detonating the two small amounts, the locks are shattered, wood splintering off the dresser. >Tearing the top one open and tossing it down, you find four tightly woven pouches of Bits, and two of gems. >There was a collection of small, carved pony figurines in various poses, mostly from precious gems. >The second drawer contained much of the same, except for a large satchel. >Opening it, there were letters of correspondence to and from a name, Horizon. >The other name, however, was Dancing Eyes. >>16789622 >The drake huffs in frustration inside the circle, spitting a bolt of green to the side. >"You could help him, and then call her mother fat!" >>16789626 >The slavs were so terribly jealous, you could feel their anguish. >The strange defenses of the psion's mind, you felt, were adaptive. >Latching onto your probing, tendrils of barely coherent thought form vitreous walls of useless information, as well as scenes of barely consensual masochistic depravity. >You were now fully sure this one liked mares dominating her in ways that would likely result in Twisted vomiting. J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>>16789653 >leaning in "..have fucked up now."
>flipping Risk over in hard, bearing it down trying to pierce the armor on the Psions rear leg >maybe the pain would throw it off >or maybe it would appease me Melee(Master)+Risk/FoMT/GFTT/EW
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"Speak up. Or I'll kill you."
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Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 05:52:26 No. 16789936 Report >>16789653 >>16789775 >I sigh heavily. >"Jesus Christ, fine." >I take my sword, and stab it into the ground next to the pony's face before leaning in next to it. [1d6+1]< Lead By Example
"So we know that you attacked our base. You attacked our...mates, the word is."
>I bring up my fist, and slam it into her face. [1d6+5]<E. Melee + FOMT + LBE
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"I don't appreciate that. So, what you're going to do, is tell us EVERY-"
>I work the blade closer to her throat. "-SINGLE-"
>I shred more of the bed moving it closer. "FUCKING thing you know, and MAYBE we'll give you a quick death. If not...hehe...things are gonna get-"
>I rip the sword out of the bed, and place it up against her throat, the poison oozing down her neck. "-hehe...messy."
>I frown, and shift the blade closer. "Tell us EVERYTHING. Now. You try anything, and I mean ANYTHING, that isn't what we tell you to do, I will show you the most intense pain your wretched existence will ever experience."
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Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16789775 >Sneering at the psion's defences, Hollow tapped into his newfound powers >Not quite as strong as she is, but I won't let that stop me Fury of The Hive Activated!
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"I don't think you understand the meaning of outnumbered, and overpowered, do you my stupid little friend? Well, I'm sure we can help you learn them well enough."
>Huffing, Hollow turned to the others, voice flowing through their minds >"Got another masochist on our hands, so we've gotta be creative." >...And sharing some of those images she had so kindly shared with me, with them >Snicker
>>16783270 >Purring softly, the huntsmaster calms down a nice, her body relaxing. "Yes, as I said serpents can't get you since they can't fly."
>She chortled. >Blackbeak merely nodded in response and accepting your answer. >>16783288 >Craning her neck to look back at you she points a wingtip outwards to where the massacre just took place. "Ve have set the trap now ve vait for the Efirates to arrive."
>Turning back to observe the lakes bloody shore she shrugged with her wings. "Could be a silver maned Efirate. In which case be prepared for future headaches."
>Shifting from his relaxed position Blackbeak stalked over to your side. >Examining the wound with gentle prods from his primary feather tips, he winced a bit. "The serpents are none poisonous but still this looks like it hurt."
>Pulling out a yellow cube of some sort of soft material, he begins rubbing it smoothing onto your wound. [1d10] healing soap
>The cube lathered into the bite marks, you could feel it seeping into the punctures but there was no pain only comforting numbness. >After the small cube had gone he nodded to you and patted your now fully healed shoulder. "Better now, and yeah. Those beasties were murdered alright."
>Smiling at the thought of exterminating monsters from his home, he sauntered back to his little den in the snow looking out towards the lake. >>16789460 "Onii-chan?"
"Wut?"
>The group looked at each other with confused expressions. >Coughing to get everyone's attention again Lok'cen nodded to Natty. "We could fly you yes, and it sounds like a plan."
>To Razeeks dismay, he was piledrived into the ground before he could offer Natalia a "ride" of his own. >Kneeling down, Lok'cen offered his back. "Hop on."
Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #1/2: D-D-D-DOOM RIDE! Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 06:05:52 No. 16790110 Report >>16789653 >The three emanations impact on the psion's head, bypassing it's strange defenses. ???/???. >Grimacing from the strain of the Underdark failing her so quickly, Sox reactivates her float enchants, sliding towards and down the stairs, sitting on the last step panting. *"Gotta.. take a break.. sorry!*"
>>16789836 >Several of the purple eyes around you invert, exposing jagged teeth, Risk's green eye narrowing. >'You cannot touch his mind while I exist.' >The blade finds a small patch of rings unable to close together fast enough, and slices through resilient flesh, pulsing slightly to restore the remainder of abraded skin. >The rings form together inwards, weakly halting it's progress. [1d6+11] <Evolving Defenses
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>Unable to do more than think, the earth pony mare's drained, angered voice ripples into your mind. >"Tell you what?! That I'm sick from your friend there? How about I ask you to kindly go FUCK yourself!" >>16789936 >Eyes blurry and unfocused, the psion tracks the blades progress, working her mind around possibilities to exploit the weapon. >The Cretalva drake perches itself on nothing, then.. frowns? >"First you say, tell us everything and she's going to die quickly, THEN you tell her something different. Make up your mind!" >The psion's voice breaks free into your mind, snarling. >"AND WHAT DO YOU DO ON A CONTRACT?! AREN'T YOU MERCENARIES TOO!? You don't belong on this world!" >"I think this one doesn't care about non-specific threats.. call her mother FAT! That always works!" Capt.Swe !307ty7LHJQ
>>16790079 >Man,I could've used one of those back when I got hit by that scale. >Or the previous time a big snake bit me. >No pain was felt,but the feeling of torn muscles realigning was weird as fuck. "Thank you,that was well needed."
>As my shoulder was now fully healed,I could now pick up my axe in my dominant hand. "As we are in ambush,shouldn't we dig in a bit more?"
>I rub my shoulder. "Like a foxhole or two,or maybe some camouflage?"
>I get up on my feet,ready to face more serpents if needed. "Not that a foxhole would be any good against non-ranged enemies,but cover is still cover."
>I start to run several ideas through my mind. "I have a nagging feeling that this isn't over by a longshot."
Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>Post #2/2: ??? Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 06:14:06 No. 16790203 Report >>16790023 >Roust's mind links to yours, awareness flooding through you. >The rotating adaptions were weakened from the shock of the Cretalva's lethal poison, though gaining strength. >The rings covering the earth pony's body were a part of her, much like Roust's psycho-reactive armor, and were controlled by her will, forming an intricate weave of disruptive energies tied to the metals. >It reminded you of Roust's specific false-muscle control movements, though shared few similarities. >The adaption was becoming quicker, more steady as her focus returned steadier, the rings beginning to merge across her body. >Partially free of the stunning effects, the psion's voice jolts into your mind, Roust's chaotic calm dissipating any pain from it. >"Outnumbered?! Is THAT your excuse? You're so fucking weak you make me sick! You're nothing more than a pathetic druggie like me thanks to your friend there! Why don't you pack up and go back home?!" [1d6+2] <Basic Negotiation
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Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16790203 >Narrowing his eyes at the psion, Hollow flipped the shovel back out "Or, I could beat you unconscious. Which sounds like a fantastic idea. Honestly, after the first several of them started dying, you'd think you mercenaries would be smart enough not to accept a contract against us!"
>Raising the shovel up, Hollow brought It done onto the psion's head once more [1d6+3]>Expert Melee-Knockout
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>Following up by telekinetically grabbing hold of her throat, and attempting to choke her unconscious [1d6+10]>Master EoH-Telekinesis
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Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 06:29:44 No. 16790394 Report >>16790110 >>16790203 >... >Fuck, I screwed that up, didn't I? >Shet. >Ah, well. >Hollow is doing something, might as well help him. >Raising my sword, I use my pommel to bash the psion's head, attempting to knock her out. [1d6+8]<E. Melee + KP + LBE
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Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>>16790360 >Staring at you, the ring covered psion coughs nonchalantly, mind's focus traveling after Sox in concern. >"..you don't belong here. None of you do, all of you abominations from other worlds." >The banded rings form together tightly, dissipating the blow, having already adapted to the lightning. [1d6+12] <Evolving Defenses
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>Straining against the hold with a gasp, the psion's mind snaps around the invisible hand, shattering it. [1d6+20] <Master Psychokinesis
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>>16790394 >Turning her head slightly, cool blue eyes freeze, the earth pony managing one last: >"Fuck!" >Before the Apollonian pommel smashes into the side of her head, the lines of rings having already expended their defensive abilities for the moment. UNCONSCIOUS. >Sitting on the stairs down below, Sox mutters into the radio tiredly, lifting her head. *"What was that? I can't hear much down here."*
>Creeping up the stairs, the rogue mumbles under her breath. "Whyyyy..."
>Setting her forelegs on the edge of the bed to stare at the knocked out psion, she slumps her shoulders forwards with a sigh. "So... now what?"
Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16790571 "Now!"
>Heaving the knocked out psion over his shoulders, Hollow turned to Sox and stuck his tongue out "We take her back to the base, secure her so she can't use her psionics, and grill her for ever last thing she knows! After that...either kill her, or keep her for purposes best not discussed in polite conversation!"
>Stomping down the stairs and waiting by the door, Hollow yawned >A day well spent >A day well spent... "Let's get movin'!"
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 06:51:22 No. 16790688 Report >>16790571 >>16790656 >I raise a hand to debate, but lower it. >That...is actually a really good plan. "You know what? Why not."
>I walk down the stairs, and prepare to wait for Sox. >Wait a moment... >I walk outside, and go to the guardponies' corpses. >Looting everything I could from their bodies, I return to Hollow and the rest, and wait for Sox to lead us back. Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw
Dante "Doc Feelgood" Gambacci !Mh6lhXFLsw Sun 16 Mar 2014 06:56:05 No. 16790748 Report >>16790688 >As we all go to walk off, I pause for a moment. >I turn back to the house, and run towards the lab they referenced. "Hey, I'll be a sec guys, gotta do something real quick."
>I run into the house, and pull the pin on one of my HE grenades, and lob it into the lab. [1d6+6]<E. Melee + FOMT + LBE + KP
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>I run out of the house, sprinting towards my comrades. "Boom, evidence GONE. Now, let's get out of here."
>That felt GOOD. S1LV3R<33P
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>>16790079 >Natalia sighed, nodding slowly "Ah, old friend, master marksman..." she huffed
>These guys don't get it. "Anyway...sure, lets go."
>She eases onto the griffon bare-back. >Razeek Might have had a good one with that one. Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>>16790656 >Staring at you for a moment, the rogue lifts a wing, Lunar wingblades covered in ice. "Don't. Kill. Her. -I- want her, not you. I'll make you a deal once we get back."
>Making sure Sapper and Kraut leave quickly, Sox stares around the top floor, disgusted. >"This.. makes me sick, AND sad." >Gathering up the rings Sapper had torn off and tossing them into her pack, she rolls her eyes. >"I'm not sure what to feel.." >>16790688 >>16790748 >Muttering something under her breath, the pegasus skitters to the south, opening a window and darting out. *"Burn the house please!"*
>Landing on the wall, Sox turns around, sitting down for a bit to watch it burn. >"Hey Risk?" >'Yes?' >"..sorry." >'I understand.' >'You need not feel fear.' >'The mind can touch neither you, nor J.' >"Heh, thanks." >Turning to the closest portal stone, Sox directs the four of you on the ground via radio away from the patrols, flying high. >Dropping down to land and tapping the sequence for the portal stone, light purple eyes turn to Hollow, then down. >Tapping the sequence for the Fortress, Sox shuts her eyes in the bronze hued tunnel. "Deal is this: ONLY I get access to her whenever I want. The.. Fortress can disrupt her and keep her from doing anything, I think. No raping her or anything like that since I'm pretty sure she'll enjoy it. I'll pay for another room, or two, or however many you want, without using anything from this. I have my own stashes I can pay Bren with."
>Dropping into the pagoda, Sox waves off Dante, Kraut, and Sapper to deposit what's been looted, along with her saddlepack. >Eyes turn up, narrowed. "So yes, or no?"
>>16773220 >Hooking his elbows onto the tables edge, Lont placed his sword on his lap with one hand while his other held his flask firmly. >Looking up to her once he felt his blade was at a good balance, he said dryly. "Of course you didn't."
>Taking a sip, he eyed the Empresses own unfathomably deep green filled eyes as she leaned down towards him. >"For a big girl she really needs to remember the little guys personal space....Huh, I can see my reflection on her snout. Heh." >His chuckling at the silver equines "quirk" stops in a deadpan. "What?"
>Peering into his reflection on the giantesses nose, he recoils when he sees that his face was in fact smoother. >Lifting his hand from the sword to his face, eyebrows lifted when he felt rejuvenated skin. >"HOW!? Was it the bottle, that's the only explanation I can think of at the moment." "Y-yeah, I look like when I was honourably discharged. Years ago alright."
>Peering down at his sword, he runs a finger to feel the pulse on it's edge. >"You've been quiet for some time, I'll be leaving soon. Hopefully this will end well." [1d6] M.o.S
"Hehe, what a nice metaphor."
>He mirphed amusingly. A hint, never easy is it? >Withdrawing the flask he shrugged. "If you say so."
>Sip. >Returning the respectful dip oh the head, he gave a friendly smile as he gazed up at the goddess. "Who ever they are then, take good care of them."
>"Warrants her attention, must be going through something fierce then." "I'm sure you will Silver, the same to you too."
>He gave her a cheeky wink and delightful smirk. "Go and immerse yourself in the world again and....Enjoy your freedom."
>Giving the Empress a warm expression, Lont finally waved her off. >Sip. (1/3)
>>16790935 >.... >Spit. >Chocking. >Gasping. >Lont sat there shocked. The giant 11-12ft tall silver fifth sister, the Empress, turned and flashed her large solid marehood and steely puckered ass -right- in front of him. >Not only that, but she went and imprinted her unquenchable lust onto him and his comrades minds along with the view he was watching. >Sort of saying "Even if I gave myself to you no one could do the job, so don't bother yourselves." >Jaw open loosely, his eyes went into overdrive to record EVERYTHING. >"Penis, stop it. Now. Later, maybe." [1d6] scouting ALL OF IT!
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>Putting away the binoculars that he absentmindedly brought out, he shakes his head to release himself from the stupor. >"I'll just keep to our appointed meeting thanks." >He thought out. (2/3)
>>16790951 >Sighing as the Empress phased out he swivels around to sit at the table properly, jugging down his flask. >Smacking the quickly emptied flask back down on the tables surface, he rubbed his face into a palm. "....WELP! Time to add "tapping the Empresses ass" to the bucket list."
>Guffawing loudly at his shite joke, he got up and placed his sword on his shoulder while walking out of the mess hall. "Food can wait, just gotta test out what she did to my sword."
>Entering the arena he felt it has been far to long since he trained. >Stripping down to only his pants, he tied his locks of raven black hair into a tail and placed all of the feathers and wing scale from his salade helm in there for safe keeping. >Wielding his mural sword in a protective stance he muttered. "Time to give it my all."
>Inhaling for thirty seconds, he lunges forward and breaks the block of an imaginary enemy before driving through and through their neck. [1d6] M.o.S
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>Ignoring the sensation of the runes all across his body bleeding out his life blood he continued on until his limbs were raw from the lactic acids, steam wafting from his bulging sweating form. Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16790875 >Smiling at the usually spazzy pony, Hollow readjusted the pony on his shoulders "Consider It a deal. I'd rather avoid another episode like with Mc, If I can avoid it...although I doubt anybody cares about this one. And don't worry about the rooms, I don't use my storage room as much as I thought I would, and it's not like she'll be able to stop me anyway."
>Nodding over to the clinic, Hollow skids over to it, prodding the door open "Yo Tipsy! We've got a "patient" that needs some attention. Come on over to the nest, give a little treatment, and lock her down. This is the psion, by the way."
>Skittering away towards the nest, Hollow hops down into the tunnel, leaving it open for Sox and Tipper. And nobody else >Passing Roust cocoon and into the storage room, Hollow sighs and stares at the wall "Fortress, we've got work to do."
Jeff !!g8uMvdJxLC9
>>16783594 >He shrugs as the pauldrons remain attached. >No surprise there. >So, the blessing protects from.. psions, then? >And she has a plan for everything. >He feels he's.. satiated. >She's still kinda.. creepy. >He'd have to down a bottle before touching that.. >Yeah nah, that giant twat is burned into his brain forever. >Damn this world! >Noneless, he raises his glass to the eyes in the mirror. "And neither do I."
>After finishing his glass, Jeff looks over at the two batponies. >Putting the glass down, he lets out a huff. "Well, there was the bio-quarantine that lasted around an hour.."
>He takes a deep breath in before continuing. "..and Empress Silver, the twelve-foot fifth-ruling sister who bypassed the Fortress's security, sleep spelled all of you, and rewarded us with gifts based on our personal relationships with 'her little ponies'."
>Air quotes: included. >As nonchalantly as possible. >Sarcasm seething through his teeth. "Got my pauldrons finished.."
>He turns his left shoulder to the pair, tapping the engraving with a finger. "75th Ranger Regiment insignia on this one.."
>Then turns for the right. "Aaaaand the Distinguished Service Cross on this one."
>Jeff shrugs. "All in all, I guess it was.. okay."
>"Other than her backside burned into my brain, now..." "So, Torven. I haven't seen you in a while. How've you been?"
J !!UpcfNairCwQ
>>16790875 >slinging fists back and fourth >trying to wear out the slight pain of their use >resisting the urge to outright behead this psion >literally "steal" it's face >hopping off "Do what you want."
>giving a calmed look out one of the various windows "Quick, leave the place in flames. Nothing stands."
Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
>Snuggling next to the alicorn, the jihadi glances up at her, yawning after waking from his slumber >Sniffling, he wipes a hand across his face as he rolls from underneath her wing >”I wonder if my note made it to moonloser.” >Sitting up, he pulls out the paintball gun and begins to fiddle with it >”I enjoy this greatly.” >Firing a shot at the wall, he gives out a small chuckle of amusement as he turns to the alicorn >Grooming her neck, he gives her muzzle a small lick of affection and strolls out of the room, locking it behind him >... >Peering around the fortress, the jihadi snickers and stalks a certain pegasus around the base >Making a few failed attempts at shooting her with the paintball gun, he giggles in amusement >Aiming down the paintball guns sights, he aims directly at the lesbianhorses’ ass, pulling the trigger >”Pain imminent... 3... 2... 1...” >Cackling, the jihadi makes a fast dash towards the pony barracks and back into his hiding spot >”Not afraid of her!”
Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>HIGHLIGHT REEL Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo Sun 16 Mar 2014 07:54:06 No. 16791396 Report Quoted By:
>Kraut gains: +3XP. Hollow, Sapper, Dante gain: +2XP. >Kraut for defusing an alarmingly loud gate. >Dante and Hollow for swiftly EXECUTING a single Watch Guard without allowing them to raise an alarm. >J for following Sox's lead, only getting to his target's EXECUTION first. She blames the hoofboots. >Dante for putting up with Heart's Fear. He's just bored you know. >Dante for noting the spot where the psion had been afflicted with Cretalva poison, confirming it's presence. >Dante, Hollow, Sapper, and Kraut for taking EVERYthing of worth, except for the cheap booze. It made a great fire! >Hollow for finding, and KEEPING, the silly snake. It's a Key Item. >Hollow for withstanding the trashed room. He'll make sure to thank Bren for at least keeping the crew building REASONABLY clean. Maybe.. >The Operators for catching the psion sleeping, guided by the power of silly snake. >Sapper for furiously working it out on the psion. >Dante for.. still putting up with Heart's Fear. Sometimes, name calling works. >Sapper for CONTINUING to work it out. >Hollow for making the slavs terribly jealous once more. >Sapper for working it out so greatly it'll take weeks for the rounded scars to fade. >Hollow and Dante for performing a perfectly executed KNOCKOUT. >Dante for torching the place. It went up beautifully.
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>Walking back to the portal stone Tuarom was looking around the place. >Ever since Servit was removed and the town rebuilt he had more free time on his claws. >Going past a bar name "100 rads" he stopped in his tracks when he saw a Hu'um inside. >Blinking, he shrugged with his wings and walked to the dorr. >Entering he looks around the place. >Examining the place, it was empty but felt like that won't stay like that for long. >Stopping at the counter of the bar looks at the Hu'um behind it.
>Walking back to the portal stone Tuarom was looking around the place. >Ever since Servit was removed and the town rebuilt she had more free time on her claws. >Going past a bar name "100 rads" she stopped in she tracks when she saw a Hu'um inside. >Blinking, he shrugged with his wings and walked to the door. >Entering she looks around the place. >Examining the place, it was empty but felt like that won't stay like that for long. >Stopping at the counter of the bar looks at the Hu'um behind it.
Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>>16790968 >Sox, staring around the pagoda, nods at you with a sigh. "Still, after what happened the last time. I'll be there in a bit, I want to crack the lockboxes really quick and see what's in them, but I'll still put up front for at least one more."
>The rogue skates off to the Armory, tired from the Underdark failing her. >Yawning from her chair, the faded healer raises an eyebrow. "A patien-.. oh dear."
>Lifting the blanket off and folding it up nice and neat, Tipsy slides off the chair to stretch. >Levitating a bag of medical supplies with her, she leaves the clinic humming, turning to close the door. >Sliding across the ice slowly, Tipsy smiles at Twisted, freezing at Fleur, though recognizing the predelk's sentience moments later and continuing on. >Diving into the Nest, controlled this time, she slows her descent.. with the medical bag. "Much better this time!"
>Collecting herself off the floor, she turns and ambles in to study the cocoon for a bit. >Roust's mind touches yours gently for a moment, then returns to deep, satisfying sleep. >The Fortress responds, the cleared off wall sinking inwards several meters. >A crude, formed slab is made, four sets of manacles created and waiting. >Tipper sets the bag down inside the storage room, eyebrows raised. "So, what seems to be the issue, and why do I have this strange sense of deja vu that I can't explain? Now, let's see what all needs to be done."
>Levitating the psion onto the slab, metallic eyes swirl, curiousity piqued at the strange piercings. "These are.. odd. Do they serve a purpose?"
Strangler Danger !DAnGERhWoo
>>16791058 >Back in the Fortress, Sox enters the Armory after Kraut and Dante leave. >Grinning at you, she opens Alpha locker and begins dumping pouches in. "I dunno what all I'm going to ask, but I wanna know what all she did, especially from the others."
>Tallying the Bits up, the rogue rolls her eyes. "Only twenty-six thousand Bits."
>Pushing them into a corner, she mutters while sorting the gems, sitting back, frowning. "Seventeen thousand in gems."
>Puzzling over the carved pony figurines, she shakes her head. "Going to have to get Naliyna to appraise these, never seen them before."
>Tossing down the three lockboxes, she picks the three in sequence, humming a faint tune. [1d6+2] <Expert Lockpick
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>Pushing them to the side, Sox stares at the strange glass bottle shaped like an apple, cocking her head. "Hwat is this? ..huh, gonna take it to Tipper."
>Stuffing that one in her pack, she rummages through the satchel, eyeing the names and age of each letter. "Dunno.. dunno.. dunno.. don't know any of this. From: Dancing Eyes, To: Horizon, From: Horizon, To: Dancing Eyes. ..that must be her name. Command center then."
>Placing them all in sequence of age, she flings it into her pack, then turns to stare at the medical supplies covering a good portion of one table, then her pack. >Staaare. "Nope! Gonna need a bigger pack or make several trips. Tired though, and want some answers first."
>Tossing the pack on, Sox leaps up, hovering to give you a deep kiss, then leans back with a poofy smile. "Thank you, a LOT! I'll be back in an hour or so, gonna drop these off."
>Skittering out the rear entrance to drop off the satchel in the command center, the rogue dances on the way to the Nest, pirouettes, spirals, and small spins before landing down in the tunnel and riding it down. >Passing by the cocoon, she stops and stares up at it with a frown. >Creeping up to put her nose on it, Sox sighs. "I wanted you there too, but I'll make it up to you, all right?"
Mr. McSisterfister !xWBRfzDhh.
>>16783366 >Turning to the clean freak "Is there a rune or some kinda enchant that would actively clean the kitchen for you? I'll ask around and see if I can get something along those lines for you."
>Back to Claren >It was nice seeing her enjoy her work >Between the garden and the bar mare thing >She was pretty happy >At least to me. >Silver can go fuck herself >I think shes doing just fine >>16791484 >Turn towards the bird cat lady >Interesting >Wonder is she's friends with Cu'nir "I'd like to think so."
>Eyebrow quirked >Well this is odd "That depends on who's asking really..."
Hollow Case !!FEMvVzbE8O0
>>16791583 >Watching the unicorn doctor levitate the psion onto the improvised slab, Hollow clamped the manacles closed around each leg "Well, probably a concussion and a stab wound...oh uh...this is the psion that attacked the base. Mercenary hired by Horizon. You know, the usual."
>Rolling his eyes and moving over into a corner, Hollow began reloading his old M60 "Uh...from what I can tell, it's some kind of adaptive defense. You should probably try to remove as many of them as you can."
>Finishing reloading the M60, Hollow held it up, beckoning the Fortress to grab it with it's tendrils >Flicking his eyes over to >>16791670 Hollow left the Fortress to contend with the machine gun, walking over to the somber Pegasus >Leaning up against the cocoon and scratching behind one of Sox's ears, Hollow smiles "Don't look so grim, it's making me nervous. I know it's an interrogation and all, but still."
>Turning about after giving both Sox and Roust a pat, Hollow sauntered back into the storage room >So, how is this gonna go down? Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
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>>16780403 >Rolling her eye, Lucky shakes her head slowly, lying on the edge of the bowl with a grin. "No-nope! Proba-bly jus-t Merid havin- a lot of- energy!"
>The ward shakes off the built up sweat, smiling timidly before turning her attention away. "It worked, I was.. surprised, and then really wanted to win."
>Turning back to give you a droll smile, Meridian giggles softly. "I try to keep in shape, but thank you."
>Stretching out the built up kinks, Meridian gazes up at the ceiling, eyebrows furrowed. "I have no idea, but when she goes flying with you she comes back and tells me it's the best thing she has, next to.. well, you."
>Turning to face you, the ward's eyebrows lift, amused. "It's all right, we can all float or fly you know! It won't be hard at all to come up with something."
"I'm done, shower's yours Merid!"
>Nodding at you, the ward scurries in with a laugh, pausing to give Lucky a triumphant smile, then dives under the shower to shake off. >Lucky drags herself onto the bed, then pokes your stomach with a wing, chortling. "Shower's yours next. Eh, ya just didn't pace yourself well Pike, I know I didn't either. She LOOKS skinny and all but, I guess those wiry muscles of her mean something. I dunno, but it's all in good fun."
>Stretching out next to you, the black pegasus yawns, burying her face into a pillow. >>16790935 >>16790951 >>16790966 >You saw... >The world. >In terrible, full silver detail. >... >Briefly you realize that at her size, there was nothing in your, or any of Razorback's arsenal, that could sate her lust. >The scar pulses in tune with the mural blade warmly. >'The form is better this time, Warrior.' >'What if their guard was stronger than your attack?' >'If you aim at the legs, you may be able to knock them off balance.' >'Aim higher, and you could sever the head cleanly.' >'Think less on killing the enemy, than impeding them first, yes?' >'It is up to you how you dictate your actions, though you continue to improve quickly.' Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
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>>16791021 >Hopping up onto the bed next to you, Belltower cocks her head, bushy eyebrows lifting, then furrowing. "Knew that one... aaaand didn't know that So..?"
>Torven shakes his head, sliding to the closest couch and lying across it lazily. "I'm sleepy all the time when it's cold, didn't notice it much."
>The batmare turns to peer at you, mentally frowning. >"It doesn't seem like it went poorly, or did it?" >Eyeing the titanium shields, Belltower lifts her head, smiling. "Just okay? So what do they do? I know Krinza's spent the past few nights working on them."
>The cobalt batpony turns to you, shrugging languidly. "Back to normal, and lazy. Been exploring the area thoroughly. Guess the mountain to the east was taken care of, but I found some interesting places to take a look at sometime, and came across a bunch of diamond embedded in trees to take back. I'll put in a good word with the market too."
>Folding a wing up to reach into his neck pouch, Torven produces several maps, slinging them onto the bed with a yawn. "Mmf. There's a cave to the south with some lodestones and geodes, but there's a copper basilisk using it. West of here a ways is a hollowed out tree, looks like there's something hidden in it. Third one is close to Belltower's home, I think. There's a nest of hornets, but they're dormant now."
>Shrugging again, he sprawls out to stretch with a rumble. "The honey is worth a lot, but you'll need something to store it in. Hornets are armored, but very slow in the cold. Something to think about."
Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
>>16791316 >Still sound asleep, Celestia murmurs incomprehensibly, shifting on the warm mattress. >Pausing from Fleur, Twisted whips her head around, bright hyacinth blue eyes narrowing. "You LIAR! I've been out here the entire time with Fleur! GET BACK HERE YOU!"
>Leaping up, tracers stream off her feathers as she dive bombs into the ground, tearing free a chunk of ice. >Scooping up a pile of snow with her broad wing, she hurtles it at you long before you can enter the barracks, chortling madly. "SUCK IT UP SKINNY! IT'S SNOW JOKE OUT HERE!"
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>>16791484 >Pausing from clearing off a table, Claren turns, eyes narrowing. >"..a gryphon? What does i- she, I think, want? I don't ever want to hear that name again." >Returning with the loaded tray to the counter, the earth mare sets the next batch of orders on it, letting Mc speak to the catbird. >>16791748 >Mist Dancer shakes her head from the window, setting several bowls and a sandwich on a large plate. "Not that I know of. Well, one that wouldn't destroy everything. So long as I'm busy, or tired, I can keep the compulsions shut down."
>Returning to the sounds of something baking on the heatstone, the chef sighs in content. >"Nothing better than happy customers.." Corsen !DAnGERhWoo
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>>16791784 >Sighing more to herself, Tipper turns her head to eye Sox, then slides into the storage room. "Hum.. concussion, likely a pretty hefty one, that could be interesting with a psion. Stab wound, easily treated, IF I can get to it."
>Setting the bag down, she examines the piercings for several minutes, poking at untouched sections in mild clinical interest. [1d6+2] <Expert Research
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>Sitting atop the bag to think, Tipsy nods. "I'll try at least. Might have to study it a bit."
>Busying herself with treating the small cracked wound, the faded healer snorts, amused at the situation. >"They just can't stop dragging in the nutcases, can they?" [1d6+4] <Expert Recovery
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>The wall forms a pair of tendrils, lifting the M660 sideways. >Sox continues staring at the cocoon, offering a merf in response. >Roust reaches out with a quiet touch to those in the Nest. >... >And seems to be snoring again. "I know.. but I wanted Roust to go with. Either we got really, really lucky, or she was weak from something already."
>Poking the carapace with her nose again, the rogue drops off and follows you. >Sitting in front of the psion, Sox leans against the wall, wingjoints rubbing the sides of her head. >"When she wakes up, going to have to ask the right questions.." Anonymous
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>>16790079 "Yeah, lucky you. Me and Swe haven't grown wings yet, sadly."
>Ghost chuckled, lowing his figure even more. "Trap? Well, so long as you know what you're doing, I'm with you."
>("What sort of trap could that be? These things have acidic blood or something?") >(("Well, they ain't exactly Xenomorphs. And what the hell's an Efirate?")) >("Headaches? Don't tell me we're gonna be dealing with some psychic shit here.") >>16790194 >Ghost turned to Swe, before looking over his gear, grateful the runes were unscathed. "Yeah, this is far from over. Least we get to spill some more blood."
>As for hiding, Ghost began to smirk, which quickly transformed into a shit-eating grin. "Well, you lot can hide, I got a better way. No better camouflage than active camouflage."
>He willed the runes to hide him, hoping he wouldn't end up making himself look like a right twit. [1d6+1]<Stealth
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If Stealth is successful: >Ghost waved jokingly to the others as he faded from view. >("Oh, I could fuck will all kinds of people with these!") Filth !BK5qj/RAPE
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>>16792155 >Shivering on the ground, the jihadi rolls around in the snow >"Coooold!” >Plopping his head out from the snow, he glares at twisted, shaking in disapproval >”You crossed the line this time, bud.” “You dun fucked up now.”
>Pulling out his paintball gun from the snow, he narrows his eyes at the lesbian “You’re on thin ice, buddy!”
>Taking aim, he pulls the trigger, aiming at her cooch “I’m no liar! I’ve been in the arena the whole time! You’re just scared!”
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“And I’m not skinny! I’m small boned!”
“I’ll deal with you later, at the arena!”
>Throwing the snow from himself, the jihadi sprints into the pony barracks >Locking the door behind him and falling atop the alicorn, making them both wet with melted snow >Crawling underneath her wing and undressing, the jihadi gets cozy with the now wet alicorn >Blinking tiredly as he jams his forearm into her cooch for warmth and falls asleep
