Set six years after season 6, Occupied Equestria presents an alternative history where the Changelings have conquered half of Equestria, while a former Equestrian colony - soured to Princess Twilight's notion of harmony with all creatures because of their encounters with griffins - Invaded and took the other half. In Baltimare and the Equestrian Southeast, the magic of friendship has weakened, as Communists, Changeling infiltrators, Fascists, gangs, and corrupt creepy politicians threaten the city. This role play is based in large part upon the Equestria at War mod for Hearts of Iron 4, and uses D&d 3.5e mechanics
Shimmering Spark, Onyx Steel, and Brie Achtungsex now make the perilous crossing into the Changeling Lands. In Baltimare, Dark Star prepares for his next big assignement, while Silver concludes his mentoring of traumatized foals. Much further away, Iron stands under jeweled nighttime skies, preparing his next move
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>>105815
"You told me already, and you did the right thing to preserve your life, but you must understand that running away strips away your right to demand things, since you abandoned the prizes inside the temple to save your hide. You had to sacrifice your ownership of the items inside to be breathing at this moment. To be completely honest, the fact that you are able to explore the temple after that ontop of having your companions inmortalized is quite generous indeed."
"You told me already, and you did the right thing to preserve your life, but you must understand that running away strips away your right to demand things, since you abandoned the prizes inside the temple to save your hide. You had to sacrifice your ownership of the items inside to be breathing at this moment. To be completely honest, the fact that you are able to explore the temple after that ontop of having your companions inmortalized is quite generous indeed."
>>105812
Silver once again is in the lower level, with arched open rooms to his right, and doors to the animal-area to his left. It's cool inside here, and there is a subtle but unpleasant smell. Red brick dominates the aesthetic of the walls and floors both
Silver once again is in the lower level, with arched open rooms to his right, and doors to the animal-area to his left. It's cool inside here, and there is a subtle but unpleasant smell. Red brick dominates the aesthetic of the walls and floors both
>>105821
"Is stating the events that transpired here really that insulting? Yes, you ran away successfully from the bandits and you led us here, too, but you would not have been able to even grasp at the temple's vast potential for historical knowledge if it were not for me and my partner, unless you are implying you could have single-hoofedly taken out every single bandit around the temple."
Iron shrugs.
"Here I am, offering some of it to you indirectly to fulfill your partner's yet you seem to spit at my hoof for even daring to try."
"Is stating the events that transpired here really that insulting? Yes, you ran away successfully from the bandits and you led us here, too, but you would not have been able to even grasp at the temple's vast potential for historical knowledge if it were not for me and my partner, unless you are implying you could have single-hoofedly taken out every single bandit around the temple."
Iron shrugs.
"Here I am, offering some of it to you indirectly to fulfill your partner's yet you seem to spit at my hoof for even daring to try."
>>105826
"It's not the suggestion that you deserve a portion. It's the implication that the whole of it is yours to divvy out, and anypony else who receives any of it should be grateful for your magnanimity"
"It's not the suggestion that you deserve a portion. It's the implication that the whole of it is yours to divvy out, and anypony else who receives any of it should be grateful for your magnanimity"
>>105827
"Why not? Could you have taken the ones that impeded the option to hoof it among us out? The ones that would not have even tried to negotiate? They were the sole obstacle that stopped you from being able to do so, therefore the one who does should enable him to distribute whatever objects in their best interests. After all, the one who put the most work in getting the goods gets the right to decide to whom it belongs, or should the farmer not be able to distribute the crops he has grown?"
"Why not? Could you have taken the ones that impeded the option to hoof it among us out? The ones that would not have even tried to negotiate? They were the sole obstacle that stopped you from being able to do so, therefore the one who does should enable him to distribute whatever objects in their best interests. After all, the one who put the most work in getting the goods gets the right to decide to whom it belongs, or should the farmer not be able to distribute the crops he has grown?"
>>105828
“A few things. First, it is a collective effort requiring the imputs of many ponies. Even where inputs are not equal, that does not mean one pony has the right to assume or even to distribute the rest. But all that is missing the point, really. This was a church and a gravesite. Sacred ground to a dead culture. Its artifacts were a part of that’s tomb and temple. They belong, both morally and under the law of Equestria, to the Marexica herd. It was arrogant of Highchair and Dr. Grant to think that they could cleverly maneuver their way around the Antiquities Act and turn it into a financial boon for the University. This behavior is nothing less than the equivalent of breaking into Canterlot Cathedral, selling the icons, the paintings, and breaking open the tombs under the marble floors while claiming you deserve it all for no other reason than because you strong-legged our a different group of robbers who got to it before you did”
She’s a little angry, almost teary eyed
“There are some ponies who have ancestors buried here”
“A few things. First, it is a collective effort requiring the imputs of many ponies. Even where inputs are not equal, that does not mean one pony has the right to assume or even to distribute the rest. But all that is missing the point, really. This was a church and a gravesite. Sacred ground to a dead culture. Its artifacts were a part of that’s tomb and temple. They belong, both morally and under the law of Equestria, to the Marexica herd. It was arrogant of Highchair and Dr. Grant to think that they could cleverly maneuver their way around the Antiquities Act and turn it into a financial boon for the University. This behavior is nothing less than the equivalent of breaking into Canterlot Cathedral, selling the icons, the paintings, and breaking open the tombs under the marble floors while claiming you deserve it all for no other reason than because you strong-legged our a different group of robbers who got to it before you did”
She’s a little angry, almost teary eyed
“There are some ponies who have ancestors buried here”
>>105834
The Zebra thanks him, and Dark Star leaves. When he arrives at the quarry, he sees a rather worried looking orange Pegasus with yellow helmet and uniform looking over the chain linked fence into the former farm property
The Zebra thanks him, and Dark Star leaves. When he arrives at the quarry, he sees a rather worried looking orange Pegasus with yellow helmet and uniform looking over the chain linked fence into the former farm property
>>105836
“I... don’t know. Earlier there was a massive explosion, and me and the colts just thought they were detonating that that bomb in the lake, so we weren’t really worried and just continued on with our shift. But then we heard gun shots, and a giant bird, I mean, a huge bird came and sounded like it was trapped in something, of fighting something. It flew off and now we don’t know what’s going on”
“I... don’t know. Earlier there was a massive explosion, and me and the colts just thought they were detonating that that bomb in the lake, so we weren’t really worried and just continued on with our shift. But then we heard gun shots, and a giant bird, I mean, a huge bird came and sounded like it was trapped in something, of fighting something. It flew off and now we don’t know what’s going on”
>>105837
"......I uh wasnt expecting that. you and Everypony else stay back. where did the bird fly off from?"
Dark Star Draws His pistol and Walks through the fence.
"......I uh wasnt expecting that. you and Everypony else stay back. where did the bird fly off from?"
Dark Star Draws His pistol and Walks through the fence.
[1d20+4 = 9]
>>105839
Move Silently: Silver cautiously makes for the source of the noise, while trying to remain silent.
>>105839
Move Silently: Silver cautiously makes for the source of the noise, while trying to remain silent.
>>105840
“It was in the quarry”
Dark Star, presumably, draws out his pistol and holds it forward as if it were drawn by a police officer clearing out a building. The construction worker pony must believe Dark Star is an off-duty cop, because he is not alarmed by this, nor does he question it
“It was in the quarry”
Dark Star, presumably, draws out his pistol and holds it forward as if it were drawn by a police officer clearing out a building. The construction worker pony must believe Dark Star is an off-duty cop, because he is not alarmed by this, nor does he question it
>>105832
Iron's expressions softens even more over Pear's tear-eyed expression
"I would agree with you, but the issue is that the ones who previously owned it either died off or left it behind. The Marexicans did not even bother trying to find it either due to ignorance or neglect, which indicates they themselves do not care for these ponies."
He nods a few times.
"While I did take from the dead, seeing how the gods guided me here to clean it up of these unworthy cowards whose very presence insults the god of which this temple is for, they must have allowed me to part ways with some of these belongings as a token of gratitude. Otherwise, how could me and my partner have found you in the middle of this expansive forest as well as ensure your escape from the bandits if the gods themselves did not orchestrate these events to happen? It cannot be simple coincidence. This is what was meant to be."
Iron's expressions softens even more over Pear's tear-eyed expression
"I would agree with you, but the issue is that the ones who previously owned it either died off or left it behind. The Marexicans did not even bother trying to find it either due to ignorance or neglect, which indicates they themselves do not care for these ponies."
He nods a few times.
"While I did take from the dead, seeing how the gods guided me here to clean it up of these unworthy cowards whose very presence insults the god of which this temple is for, they must have allowed me to part ways with some of these belongings as a token of gratitude. Otherwise, how could me and my partner have found you in the middle of this expansive forest as well as ensure your escape from the bandits if the gods themselves did not orchestrate these events to happen? It cannot be simple coincidence. This is what was meant to be."
>>105844
Must have been in the center, since that’s the only place that will allow a giant bird to land.
Is he going to the edge if the quarry to look down, or searching the skies to see if it is still around?
Must have been in the center, since that’s the only place that will allow a giant bird to land.
Is he going to the edge if the quarry to look down, or searching the skies to see if it is still around?
>>105841
He goes in through a stone doorway that must have, at one time, held a wooden door. To the left are open spaces that seem to have the remnants of steel bars at their bases. Presumably, it was almost like a cheap municipal jail with steal bars blocking off part of a room. Now those are open. To the right are recessed, lowered holding pins, or pits
He goes in through a stone doorway that must have, at one time, held a wooden door. To the left are open spaces that seem to have the remnants of steel bars at their bases. Presumably, it was almost like a cheap municipal jail with steal bars blocking off part of a room. Now those are open. To the right are recessed, lowered holding pins, or pits
>>105846
Silver is familiar with this room layout in the catacombs. Hmm...nothing immediately visible. Then, that must mean...
He looks in the pits for any sign of the culprit.
Silver is familiar with this room layout in the catacombs. Hmm...nothing immediately visible. Then, that must mean...
He looks in the pits for any sign of the culprit.
>>105848
In the first pit, nothing. The second, however, has two quadruped skeletons in that area too low for for them to climb out
They are simple skeletons, animated by magic alone, with neither the flesh nor tendons nor mummified skins the zebra and pony ghouls and ghasts possessed
>>105849
He sees a very macabre seen, with pickled body parts strewn about in the water, a floating black cadaver, and various pieces of legs, heads, and necks. There is no blood, and no red flesh, only a brown fusion of skin and flesh attached to bone and hanging tendon.
To the left is the water, and to the right is a raised area of dry rock that leads into the cave-like entrance to the catacombs. Between the raised area on the right, and the lake on the left, to the center-right is an area of rock one level lower - perhaps 5 feet lower - than the rock on the far right. Ontop of this clear, lower area are strewn shining pieces of armor, pieces of that strange brown flesh, wrapped cloth, and of all things, blood. The only red blood - and it is indeed red, not the black or brown rust of dried blood - is in that little area. There is a wrapped pony head on the ground, along with other body parts. The smell is... well, it's bad, with rotted plant joining the smells of the flesh.
In the first pit, nothing. The second, however, has two quadruped skeletons in that area too low for for them to climb out
They are simple skeletons, animated by magic alone, with neither the flesh nor tendons nor mummified skins the zebra and pony ghouls and ghasts possessed
>>105849
He sees a very macabre seen, with pickled body parts strewn about in the water, a floating black cadaver, and various pieces of legs, heads, and necks. There is no blood, and no red flesh, only a brown fusion of skin and flesh attached to bone and hanging tendon.
To the left is the water, and to the right is a raised area of dry rock that leads into the cave-like entrance to the catacombs. Between the raised area on the right, and the lake on the left, to the center-right is an area of rock one level lower - perhaps 5 feet lower - than the rock on the far right. Ontop of this clear, lower area are strewn shining pieces of armor, pieces of that strange brown flesh, wrapped cloth, and of all things, blood. The only red blood - and it is indeed red, not the black or brown rust of dried blood - is in that little area. There is a wrapped pony head on the ground, along with other body parts. The smell is... well, it's bad, with rotted plant joining the smells of the flesh.
>>105852
He Does his best to surpress a Gag
As he creeps down into the quarry itself and towards the Red Blood
He Does his best to surpress a Gag
As he creeps down into the quarry itself and towards the Red Blood
>>105853
"It wasn't the gods who found this temple... It was me"
She says this more softly than almost everything else she's said
>>105854
Dark Star walks past the pump and its engine, down the ramp, and then presumably jumps down one level below. What Dark Star can see is a mummified pony in full cloth that has been cut in half, and what looks like a knight in armor lying on its side on the ground, with part of a plate torn away, exposing that brown flesh beneath
"It wasn't the gods who found this temple... It was me"
She says this more softly than almost everything else she's said
>>105854
Dark Star walks past the pump and its engine, down the ramp, and then presumably jumps down one level below. What Dark Star can see is a mummified pony in full cloth that has been cut in half, and what looks like a knight in armor lying on its side on the ground, with part of a plate torn away, exposing that brown flesh beneath
>>105857
Hmmph. I will deal with you later.
Silver continues looking around for any sign of the undead.
Hmmph. I will deal with you later.
Silver continues looking around for any sign of the undead.
>>105855
"Shit."
He Takes out the Hide From Undead Potion pulls out the cork with his teeth then Swallows The Red Liquid in one swallow.
He Creeps Fowards towards the Cave Entrance and peeks in
"Shit."
He Takes out the Hide From Undead Potion pulls out the cork with his teeth then Swallows The Red Liquid in one swallow.
He Creeps Fowards towards the Cave Entrance and peeks in
>>105855
Iron cocks his head, not really understanding what is going on inside her head.
"Who says you did not do that?"
Iron cocks his head, not really understanding what is going on inside her head.
"Who says you did not do that?"
[1d20-2 = -2]
>>105861
Iron's eyes dart to the sides, not sure what she's thinking about.
"You did well?"
Rolling diplomacy for the lulz.
It's -2 due to -1 Cha mod and -1 from abrasive.
>>105861
Iron's eyes dart to the sides, not sure what she's thinking about.
"You did well?"
Rolling diplomacy for the lulz.
It's -2 due to -1 Cha mod and -1 from abrasive.
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