File: 1353986141888.png (672.7 KB, 1024x791, space.png)
Summer, 1999 CR
You are the crew of the Celestial Drifter, a civilian survey vessel owned by Bright Skies Interstellar. BSI contracts with the Royal Space Fleet and Equestrian Government in support of RSF operations throughout the frontier of known space. BSI ships resupply colonies, conduct secondary surveys of planets scheduled for colonization, and act as some of the chief communications vessels on the frontier. While the civilian merchant spacy doesn't have the glamor or prestige of the RSF, it's a vital part of the Equestrian economy, and you can be proud that you ensure the survival of many pony colonies.
Eight hours ago, the Celestial Drifter arrived at Galtor IV, a planet home to a small colony that you are to resupply. The Drifter is also supposed to help survey the planet for mineral deposits and potential areas for expansion.
However, the colony is not responding to the Drifter's communications. The Drifter has landed roughly three miles outside of the colony's limits. The ship's master, Rosewater, has asked that all of you assemble in the main cargo hold. You wait there now…
You are the crew of the Celestial Drifter, a civilian survey vessel owned by Bright Skies Interstellar. BSI contracts with the Royal Space Fleet and Equestrian Government in support of RSF operations throughout the frontier of known space. BSI ships resupply colonies, conduct secondary surveys of planets scheduled for colonization, and act as some of the chief communications vessels on the frontier. While the civilian merchant spacy doesn't have the glamor or prestige of the RSF, it's a vital part of the Equestrian economy, and you can be proud that you ensure the survival of many pony colonies.
Eight hours ago, the Celestial Drifter arrived at Galtor IV, a planet home to a small colony that you are to resupply. The Drifter is also supposed to help survey the planet for mineral deposits and potential areas for expansion.
However, the colony is not responding to the Drifter's communications. The Drifter has landed roughly three miles outside of the colony's limits. The ship's master, Rosewater, has asked that all of you assemble in the main cargo hold. You wait there now…
Rosewater struts into the cargo bay. She's tall for a mare, and well-built — the product of a brief career in the RSF before a lifetime in plying the space lanes as a merchant captain.
>>217755
"Because, Gibson, the corporate headquarters saddles me with whatever crap they need to get rid of."
She stands in front of the group of you and looks you up and down like a drill instructor at a parade review.
"We can't raise the colony on the radio, and they're not responding to the computer's attempts to contact their city computer, either. The ship's scanners and visual confirmation show that the colony's still there, and we're on the right planet, so I need the five of you to go in there and find out what in Tartarus is wrong."
She slaps a button on a nearby bulkhead, and the cargo bay doors fold down.
"It's about two miles into town. To the northwest. Any questions?"
>>217755
"Because, Gibson, the corporate headquarters saddles me with whatever crap they need to get rid of."
She stands in front of the group of you and looks you up and down like a drill instructor at a parade review.
"We can't raise the colony on the radio, and they're not responding to the computer's attempts to contact their city computer, either. The ship's scanners and visual confirmation show that the colony's still there, and we're on the right planet, so I need the five of you to go in there and find out what in Tartarus is wrong."
She slaps a button on a nearby bulkhead, and the cargo bay doors fold down.
"It's about two miles into town. To the northwest. Any questions?"
>>217763
"Maybe. Take whatever you need from the arms locker." She points at a small closet behind you.
>>217764
She glares at you.
"Yeah, real clever, Hotshot. If you manage to not screw this up you can have a nice steaming plate of get dunked."
>>217765
She notices you and growls at you. Not in a sexy way, either. Just menacing.
"Because it could just be a problem with their comm systems, or maybe with their computer."
"As for the rest of you — you're the only members of the crew we can spare for this. I guess I could send Guillaume, but somebody has to cook the meals, so I don't want him fragged."
>>217767
"Of course not. Take the bus." She points at a small utility truck sitting in the cargo bay, right in front of the big doors to the outside world.
You're familiar with it. It has room for maybe three or four ponies in the cab. You'll probably have to ride in the truck bed, though.
>>217768
"Good."
"They've probably just messed up their comm system. Once you've got it figured out, radio into the Drifter."
"Maybe. Take whatever you need from the arms locker." She points at a small closet behind you.
>>217764
She glares at you.
"Yeah, real clever, Hotshot. If you manage to not screw this up you can have a nice steaming plate of get dunked."
>>217765
She notices you and growls at you. Not in a sexy way, either. Just menacing.
"Because it could just be a problem with their comm systems, or maybe with their computer."
"As for the rest of you — you're the only members of the crew we can spare for this. I guess I could send Guillaume, but somebody has to cook the meals, so I don't want him fragged."
>>217767
"Of course not. Take the bus." She points at a small utility truck sitting in the cargo bay, right in front of the big doors to the outside world.
You're familiar with it. It has room for maybe three or four ponies in the cab. You'll probably have to ride in the truck bed, though.
>>217768
"Good."
"They've probably just messed up their comm system. Once you've got it figured out, radio into the Drifter."
>>217793
I'll head over to the locker, make sure I've got enough battery packs for the rifle I pick out.
"Three should be enough… Never know what you'll run into out there."
Once that's squared away, I'll doublecheck my pistol and its ammunition, and then head over to the truck.
"So, we sure this thing's fit to run? It's been a while since anyone's tuned it."
I'll head over to the locker, make sure I've got enough battery packs for the rifle I pick out.
"Three should be enough… Never know what you'll run into out there."
Once that's squared away, I'll doublecheck my pistol and its ammunition, and then head over to the truck.
"So, we sure this thing's fit to run? It's been a while since anyone's tuned it."
>>217803
As the truck powers up, the tiny electronic map screen on the dashboard lights up. It accesses the Drifter's computer for a minute before loading a map of the local area.
From where you're sitting in the cargo bay, you can easily see the most defining features of the landscape: two enormous mountains tower over the green plains before you — Mount Luna on the east, and its taller twin Mount Celestia to the west. Flowing down from Luna is a small river that feeds into "Hope Lake," the reservoir around which the small colony is built. You can't make out the tiny colony from here in any detail, though a few specks on the horizon are probably the prefab housing units.
You rev the electric engine. It's not exactly a satisfying roar, but the truck is in good shape.
>>217805
Boltzy chitters at you. She's ready to go.
As the truck powers up, the tiny electronic map screen on the dashboard lights up. It accesses the Drifter's computer for a minute before loading a map of the local area.
From where you're sitting in the cargo bay, you can easily see the most defining features of the landscape: two enormous mountains tower over the green plains before you — Mount Luna on the east, and its taller twin Mount Celestia to the west. Flowing down from Luna is a small river that feeds into "Hope Lake," the reservoir around which the small colony is built. You can't make out the tiny colony from here in any detail, though a few specks on the horizon are probably the prefab housing units.
You rev the electric engine. It's not exactly a satisfying roar, but the truck is in good shape.
>>217805
Boltzy chitters at you. She's ready to go.
I'll just move y'all along
You start off towards the colony. The ride only lasts about ten minutes. The path you travel is a flat and smooth plain, the remnants of a glacier that once covered most of the continent a few thousand years ago. It's now just a flat, green, fertile prairie — perfect for a young settlement like Saddlesore.
When you arrive, nopony comes to greet you. Indeed, you don't see any ponies at all. The wind whispers an eery tune as it snakes through the plastic prefab houses, but otherwise you hear nothing.
You're currently parked just on the edge of town. The settlement's fields of crops lie to the north, along the river. The town itself is the the west. You know that the town's computer would be in the main office, in the center of town.
You start off towards the colony. The ride only lasts about ten minutes. The path you travel is a flat and smooth plain, the remnants of a glacier that once covered most of the continent a few thousand years ago. It's now just a flat, green, fertile prairie — perfect for a young settlement like Saddlesore.
When you arrive, nopony comes to greet you. Indeed, you don't see any ponies at all. The wind whispers an eery tune as it snakes through the plastic prefab houses, but otherwise you hear nothing.
You're currently parked just on the edge of town. The settlement's fields of crops lie to the north, along the river. The town itself is the the west. You know that the town's computer would be in the main office, in the center of town.
>>217880
You look around on the ground for tracks. You see a jumbled mess of tracks at the center of town, but you can't make out if they lead anywhere in particular.
>>217879
You don't see anyone moving about. You do see the faint burns of laser fire, you think, on some of the houses. The houses are very sun-bleached, however, and it's tough to make out. If those are laser burns, they happened weeks ago, at least.
>>217886
No, nothing wrong with them. You think you can hear some sort of chittering sound come from them. Maybe it's just your imagination.
You look around on the ground for tracks. You see a jumbled mess of tracks at the center of town, but you can't make out if they lead anywhere in particular.
>>217879
You don't see anyone moving about. You do see the faint burns of laser fire, you think, on some of the houses. The houses are very sun-bleached, however, and it's tough to make out. If those are laser burns, they happened weeks ago, at least.
>>217886
No, nothing wrong with them. You think you can hear some sort of chittering sound come from them. Maybe it's just your imagination.
>>217889
You turn on your goggles and start looking around in the truck. Unfortunately, you look directly into the rear-view mirror, which has a pretty good view of the sun (now amplified by your goggles).
Your optic nerve seethes in pain. You cradle your head in your hooves, learning little from the experience other than that the sun can be found even in the places you'd least expect.
>>217891
She runs around on the tracks for a moment, and starts off towards the north. She doesn't get far before she stops, turns around, and shrugs at you.
>>217892
You look down and see that the tracks do, in fact, lead clearly off towards the north. You also notice all of the tracks, you think, are pony tracks, save for what looks like maybe diamond dog tracks. That's not unusual, of course.
You turn on your goggles and start looking around in the truck. Unfortunately, you look directly into the rear-view mirror, which has a pretty good view of the sun (now amplified by your goggles).
Your optic nerve seethes in pain. You cradle your head in your hooves, learning little from the experience other than that the sun can be found even in the places you'd least expect.
>>217891
She runs around on the tracks for a moment, and starts off towards the north. She doesn't get far before she stops, turns around, and shrugs at you.
>>217892
You look down and see that the tracks do, in fact, lead clearly off towards the north. You also notice all of the tracks, you think, are pony tracks, save for what looks like maybe diamond dog tracks. That's not unusual, of course.
>>217945
"Roger, Ma'am. Over and out."
Climbing out of the truck, I'll make sure my rifle is ready to go.
"Well, looks like we've got some work to do, folks. Gibson, I'd suggest you remain in the truck and drive along behind us. Anyone who wants to come on point with me is welcome, and remember to keep your eyes peeled."
"Roger, Ma'am. Over and out."
Climbing out of the truck, I'll make sure my rifle is ready to go.
"Well, looks like we've got some work to do, folks. Gibson, I'd suggest you remain in the truck and drive along behind us. Anyone who wants to come on point with me is welcome, and remember to keep your eyes peeled."
Laser fire erupts from the field to the north. A single blast hits the truck's front bumper, melting about half of it off.
You look up to see a small group of ponies dressed in white robes. There must be five of them. One is sitting behind a heavy support laser, the rest carry laser rifles.
"BROMION!" one of them shouts. They shoot another volley at your truck.
Everyone roll for initiative.
You look up to see a small group of ponies dressed in white robes. There must be five of them. One is sitting behind a heavy support laser, the rest carry laser rifles.
"BROMION!" one of them shouts. They shoot another volley at your truck.
Everyone roll for initiative.
>>217979
You take cover behind an outcropping of rocks next to the river.
>>217985
A laser bolt strikes the right front tire of the truck, sending it careening out of control. The truck slams into a different outcropping of rocks near the riverbed. You hit your head on the steering column.
>>217987
>>217981
The two of you stay in the truck bed. While the crash sends you to your feet, you manage to avoid any incoming laser fire.
You take cover behind an outcropping of rocks next to the river.
>>217985
A laser bolt strikes the right front tire of the truck, sending it careening out of control. The truck slams into a different outcropping of rocks near the riverbed. You hit your head on the steering column.
>>217987
>>217981
The two of you stay in the truck bed. While the crash sends you to your feet, you manage to avoid any incoming laser fire.
>>217992
In an effort to shoot the lead pony in the hoof, you instead miss and hit a few stalks of corn.
Fortunately, the ponies' return fire is just as inaccurate.
>>217994
Your hulking form is an enormous target, but you take cover behind the truck easily.
>>217998
The lead pony gestures in the air wildly. You wing his right hoof, causing him to fall to the ground for a moment, sucking on the wounded hoof.
The lead be-robed pony laughs maniacally. The support laser opens up, blasting open a gash on a nearby outcropping of rocks.
In an effort to shoot the lead pony in the hoof, you instead miss and hit a few stalks of corn.
Fortunately, the ponies' return fire is just as inaccurate.
>>217994
Your hulking form is an enormous target, but you take cover behind the truck easily.
>>217998
The lead pony gestures in the air wildly. You wing his right hoof, causing him to fall to the ground for a moment, sucking on the wounded hoof.
The lead be-robed pony laughs maniacally. The support laser opens up, blasting open a gash on a nearby outcropping of rocks.
>>218010
You pop out from behind your cover just in time to catch the lead pony's laser rifle blast squarely in your chest. Your vest absorbs most of the blast, but you crumple over in pain. You are now helpless.
>>218011
Indeed, you don't know how to use a laser pistol very well at all. You take too long to line up your shot, and the support laser singes the back of your coat. It hurts, but you're not wounded.
>>218017
You manage to gather your thoughts and play a jaunty little jig on your harmonica. Everyone feels a little better about this whole situation. +1 to all rolls.
>>218023
Your tool manages to find a maintenance bot that is offline, sitting in the wheat field. You try to access it, but you can't manage to get it online.
You pop out from behind your cover just in time to catch the lead pony's laser rifle blast squarely in your chest. Your vest absorbs most of the blast, but you crumple over in pain. You are now helpless.
>>218011
Indeed, you don't know how to use a laser pistol very well at all. You take too long to line up your shot, and the support laser singes the back of your coat. It hurts, but you're not wounded.
>>218017
You manage to gather your thoughts and play a jaunty little jig on your harmonica. Everyone feels a little better about this whole situation. +1 to all rolls.
>>218023
Your tool manages to find a maintenance bot that is offline, sitting in the wheat field. You try to access it, but you can't manage to get it online.
>>218033
>6
You peek back out from your cover and start shooting randomly. Almost all of your shots miss high or low, but the opposing force is far too startled to return fire at you. One of your blasts tags the leader in the shoulder.
>>218034
You try to get up, but one of the ponies in the field is a keen sharpshooter. He takes aim just as you are about to rise to your hooves and hits you right between the shoulderblades. You scream and collapse once more.
>>218037
As you rush over to help Hotshot, the sharpshooter hits you in your leg, sending you toppling. You land mostly on top of Hotshot, who breaks your fall, but it still hurts a lot. You are helpless.
>>218035
The robot sputters to life. You hear it speak from the field, "ALL SYSTEMS ONLINE. ALL SYSTEMS NOMINAL."
It is a standard maintenance bot — used to repair everything from tractors to silos to more complicated tractors. It has a variety of tools mounted in its arms, including several saws, a high-speed drill, a blow torch, and a rotary plow.
Your interface unit tells you that the Omnibot 3600K's warranty expressly forbids using those tools on living creatures.
>6
You peek back out from your cover and start shooting randomly. Almost all of your shots miss high or low, but the opposing force is far too startled to return fire at you. One of your blasts tags the leader in the shoulder.
>>218034
You try to get up, but one of the ponies in the field is a keen sharpshooter. He takes aim just as you are about to rise to your hooves and hits you right between the shoulderblades. You scream and collapse once more.
>>218037
As you rush over to help Hotshot, the sharpshooter hits you in your leg, sending you toppling. You land mostly on top of Hotshot, who breaks your fall, but it still hurts a lot. You are helpless.
>>218035
The robot sputters to life. You hear it speak from the field, "ALL SYSTEMS ONLINE. ALL SYSTEMS NOMINAL."
It is a standard maintenance bot — used to repair everything from tractors to silos to more complicated tractors. It has a variety of tools mounted in its arms, including several saws, a high-speed drill, a blow torch, and a rotary plow.
Your interface unit tells you that the Omnibot 3600K's warranty expressly forbids using those tools on living creatures.
>>218055
>9+2 = 11
You leap to your feet, dragging Hotshot up with you.
>>218057
It begins to roll towards the ponies, but your commands confuse it.
"WINTER WRAP UP WINTER WRAP UP" it sings in its robotic voice. It begins plowing the field.
>>218058
After Pera drags you to your hooves, you heroically shove her behind the outcropping of rocks and start firing with your laser rifle. While you look pretty cool doing this, you only manage to singe the fur on the leader.
>>218061
You tag the leader once in the hoof. He screams and falls to the ground, helpless. His companions start firing wildly in response.
>9+2 = 11
You leap to your feet, dragging Hotshot up with you.
>>218057
It begins to roll towards the ponies, but your commands confuse it.
"WINTER WRAP UP WINTER WRAP UP" it sings in its robotic voice. It begins plowing the field.
>>218058
After Pera drags you to your hooves, you heroically shove her behind the outcropping of rocks and start firing with your laser rifle. While you look pretty cool doing this, you only manage to singe the fur on the leader.
>>218061
You tag the leader once in the hoof. He screams and falls to the ground, helpless. His companions start firing wildly in response.
>>218069
You try reprogramming it, but you only manage to convince its sensors that the enemy ponies are cute little bunnies that need to be woken up from their winter hibernation.
>>218070
As you dive behind cover, that enemy sharpshooter hits you again, cutting you behind the ear.
>>218075
In a bloody goat rage, you charge the enemy position. You swing wildly at one of the robed figures, leaving a long gash along his ribcage. He looks shocked that you did that.
>>218076
You take careful aim, wanting to preserve the body as much as possible, and send a single laser beam arcing through the helpless leader's skull. He twitches for a moment before lying motionless.
You try reprogramming it, but you only manage to convince its sensors that the enemy ponies are cute little bunnies that need to be woken up from their winter hibernation.
>>218070
As you dive behind cover, that enemy sharpshooter hits you again, cutting you behind the ear.
>>218075
In a bloody goat rage, you charge the enemy position. You swing wildly at one of the robed figures, leaving a long gash along his ribcage. He looks shocked that you did that.
>>218076
You take careful aim, wanting to preserve the body as much as possible, and send a single laser beam arcing through the helpless leader's skull. He twitches for a moment before lying motionless.
>>218086
Your eyes catch sight of another weirdo, and you charge him in a berserker rage. He just manages to dodge your charge at the last possible moment.
>>218087
You convince the robot that, indeed, those ponies are offending trees that need to be removed from the field immediately. Its saws engage in a noise of whirring metal on metal. All of the ponies manage to run out of the way of its saws, however.
>>218088
As he dodges the incoming deathbot, you take aim and hit him right in the leg joints. He crumples to the ground, clearly in pain.
>>218093
While his companions are screaming and running from the robot and the tiny xenolinguist with a vibroknife, the sharpshooter sees you and calmly blasts you in the hump. You fall down, helpless.
Your eyes catch sight of another weirdo, and you charge him in a berserker rage. He just manages to dodge your charge at the last possible moment.
>>218087
You convince the robot that, indeed, those ponies are offending trees that need to be removed from the field immediately. Its saws engage in a noise of whirring metal on metal. All of the ponies manage to run out of the way of its saws, however.
>>218088
As he dodges the incoming deathbot, you take aim and hit him right in the leg joints. He crumples to the ground, clearly in pain.
>>218093
While his companions are screaming and running from the robot and the tiny xenolinguist with a vibroknife, the sharpshooter sees you and calmly blasts you in the hump. You fall down, helpless.
>>218104
You plug the incinerator ammo into your laser rifle and give him a good blast with it. He screams in pain as you catch his back with a solid beam of superheated laser fire.
>>218106
As the robot rolls towards one of the robed figures, you set its power cells into a feedback loop. "OVERLOAD OVERLOAD" it screams. It explodes in a surprisingly small fireball just as it closes with the pony. You can't see either the robot or the pony anymore.
>>218112
You find that you were already up. Silly you!
You fire at one of the remaining figures, landing a glancing blow along his torso. He stumbles but remains on his hooves.
You plug the incinerator ammo into your laser rifle and give him a good blast with it. He screams in pain as you catch his back with a solid beam of superheated laser fire.
>>218106
As the robot rolls towards one of the robed figures, you set its power cells into a feedback loop. "OVERLOAD OVERLOAD" it screams. It explodes in a surprisingly small fireball just as it closes with the pony. You can't see either the robot or the pony anymore.
>>218112
You find that you were already up. Silly you!
You fire at one of the remaining figures, landing a glancing blow along his torso. He stumbles but remains on his hooves.
>>218127
You rise to your hooves, ready for action.
>>218129
You pop out of cover and aim for the sniper…
What the- He's moved! He nails you in the back of the head with a laser blast. You are helpless.
>>218130
You hear Hotshot scream and turn to see the sharpshooter. You quickly return fire. He screams and falls to the ground, helpless.
>>218131
You laugh a little and shake your hoof at the sun. Then you blast the sharpshooter while he's down. That'll show the bastards.
The sharpshooter is helpless and wounded pretty badly. The pony Pera gored and the other remaining robed pony begin to retreat into the fields.
'1d10'
Roll #1 1 = 1
You rise to your hooves, ready for action.
>>218129
You pop out of cover and aim for the sniper…
What the- He's moved! He nails you in the back of the head with a laser blast. You are helpless.
>>218130
You hear Hotshot scream and turn to see the sharpshooter. You quickly return fire. He screams and falls to the ground, helpless.
>>218131
You laugh a little and shake your hoof at the sun. Then you blast the sharpshooter while he's down. That'll show the bastards.
The sharpshooter is helpless and wounded pretty badly. The pony Pera gored and the other remaining robed pony begin to retreat into the fields.
'1d10'
Roll #1 1 = 1
>>218145
You valiantly hide behind a rock.
>>218147
You jump on top of one of the ponies trying to flee. You almost fall off, but your goatish sense of balance keeps you on top of him.
>>218151
You trip and hit your head on a rock. Fortunately, it's a big rock, so you are now in shade.
>>218153
You run up to the other pony and hit him very hard in the head. He's out like a light.
You valiantly hide behind a rock.
>>218147
You jump on top of one of the ponies trying to flee. You almost fall off, but your goatish sense of balance keeps you on top of him.
>>218151
You trip and hit your head on a rock. Fortunately, it's a big rock, so you are now in shade.
>>218153
You run up to the other pony and hit him very hard in the head. He's out like a light.
>>218161
You wrap your hoof in some gauze and stick yourself with a syringe full of euphorazine. You feel better, but it's mostly the drugs.
>>218165
He's far too scared to move.
>>218168
You plug your reanimation unit into the leader's corpse. Magical energy and a chemical cocktail surge into the body. His eyes pop open.
"Br-BROMION" he screams. He then begins to cackle at you.
You see the sharpshooter scramble to his feet. He runs towards the field and is in the tall wheat in an instant.
You wrap your hoof in some gauze and stick yourself with a syringe full of euphorazine. You feel better, but it's mostly the drugs.
>>218165
He's far too scared to move.
>>218168
You plug your reanimation unit into the leader's corpse. Magical energy and a chemical cocktail surge into the body. His eyes pop open.
"Br-BROMION" he screams. He then begins to cackle at you.
You see the sharpshooter scramble to his feet. He runs towards the field and is in the tall wheat in an instant.
>>218175
>>218179
>>218181
The two of you fire wildly into the wheat field. Gibson throws a bit of truck bumper. The shots and the bumper go into the field, but you don't see where they land. You hear something stumble and scream.
>>218178
>>218180
The leader just cackles at you.
"You have no power over me, fools!"
No, he's not being especially cooperative.
>>218179
>>218181
The two of you fire wildly into the wheat field. Gibson throws a bit of truck bumper. The shots and the bumper go into the field, but you don't see where they land. You hear something stumble and scream.
>>218178
>>218180
The leader just cackles at you.
"You have no power over me, fools!"
No, he's not being especially cooperative.
>>218189
Your glare is impressive, but the dead know few fears. He merely snarls and spits in your direction, jabbering in gibberish Or is it? as purple matter oozes out of the hole in his head.
>>218190
You run into the wheat field. You nearly trip over the robed pony, as he lies in wait for you, crouched on the ground with his rifle drawn. He fires once, missing wide right. You nail him in the face, and he falls to the ground, clutching his wounded visage.
>>218192
You do if you want to get any better info out of him
Another surge of green color arcs out of the reanimator.
"It is knowledge beyond you, earthchild. You will be devoured."
>>218196
You arrive at the scene. Gibson has his ray gun pointed at the robed pony lying on the ground.
Your glare is impressive, but the dead know few fears. He merely snarls and spits in your direction, jabbering in gibberish Or is it? as purple matter oozes out of the hole in his head.
>>218190
You run into the wheat field. You nearly trip over the robed pony, as he lies in wait for you, crouched on the ground with his rifle drawn. He fires once, missing wide right. You nail him in the face, and he falls to the ground, clutching his wounded visage.
>>218192
You do if you want to get any better info out of him
Another surge of green color arcs out of the reanimator.
"It is knowledge beyond you, earthchild. You will be devoured."
>>218196
You arrive at the scene. Gibson has his ray gun pointed at the robed pony lying on the ground.
>>218203
"Home Base, we have encountered a small detachment of armed ponies. We are currently interrogating one of the survivors, though he's not being very forthcoming.
"They shot us up pretty good, though. The truck's pretty close to totaled, and we're all sporting a few extra holes. On a side note, the main building looks fairly untouched in comparison to the rest of the town. Advice on approach, over."
"Home Base, we have encountered a small detachment of armed ponies. We are currently interrogating one of the survivors, though he's not being very forthcoming.
"They shot us up pretty good, though. The truck's pretty close to totaled, and we're all sporting a few extra holes. On a side note, the main building looks fairly untouched in comparison to the rest of the town. Advice on approach, over."
>>218204
He snarls at you and opens his mouth unnaturally wide to laugh at you. Evidently pain is no limit for the dead.
"Dead. Devoured. Eaten. Obliterated!"
Your unit pumps more green stuff into the corpse's neck. It begins to ooze out of its eye sockets and nostrils. The corpse stops moving, and you sever the connection.
>>218205
You wave your translator in the air a bit, recording the noises he made. The tool spits a few electric noises at you before reading "ERROR NO PATTERN FOUND." Yep, gibberish.
>>218208
"BROMION" he says.
'1d10'
>>218211
"Attacked?! Stand by for orders, landing party…"
Roll #1 6 = 6
He snarls at you and opens his mouth unnaturally wide to laugh at you. Evidently pain is no limit for the dead.
"Dead. Devoured. Eaten. Obliterated!"
Your unit pumps more green stuff into the corpse's neck. It begins to ooze out of its eye sockets and nostrils. The corpse stops moving, and you sever the connection.
>>218205
You wave your translator in the air a bit, recording the noises he made. The tool spits a few electric noises at you before reading "ERROR NO PATTERN FOUND." Yep, gibberish.
>>218208
"BROMION" he says.
'1d10'
>>218211
"Attacked?! Stand by for orders, landing party…"
Roll #1 6 = 6
>>218218
You turn to question one of the two remaining (living) prisoners. Before you can even finish your question, his jaw releases a cloud of greenish gas. You leap away, but the pony lies dead and motionless.
Only one prisoner (the one Pera is standing on) remains…
>>218223
>>218220
Both of you immediately realize what that probably was — some sort of suicide capsule, like the kind they give secret agents and certain dukes in the movies. They must have cracked their capsules (probably hidden in a tooth) in order to avoid interrogation.
>>218227
You plug in the reanimator and pump some more magical chemical cocktails in there. The leader's corpse jitters and jerks, but its spirit fails to return.
You turn to question one of the two remaining (living) prisoners. Before you can even finish your question, his jaw releases a cloud of greenish gas. You leap away, but the pony lies dead and motionless.
Only one prisoner (the one Pera is standing on) remains…
>>218223
>>218220
Both of you immediately realize what that probably was — some sort of suicide capsule, like the kind they give secret agents and certain dukes in the movies. They must have cracked their capsules (probably hidden in a tooth) in order to avoid interrogation.
>>218227
You plug in the reanimator and pump some more magical chemical cocktails in there. The leader's corpse jitters and jerks, but its spirit fails to return.
>>218254
You take off his robe. All he had on him is his laser rifle and a silver pendant on a silver necklace. It's an image of a thundercloud with three thunderbolts erupting from it.
You note that his robe is a bit sticky.
>>218258
You manage to keep it down, though you cough hard enough to expel the gas from your lungs.
>>218260
You're no doctor. You administer a dose of euphorazine and some antibiotics to help with any infection. Maybe there's a clinic in town with something you can use. Or you could always take her back to the ship and the infirmary. Bit of a long walk, though.
>>218264
You examine the pendant Gibson found. You see that there is what looks like writing on the back of it, though it's not in any language you know.
You take off his robe. All he had on him is his laser rifle and a silver pendant on a silver necklace. It's an image of a thundercloud with three thunderbolts erupting from it.
You note that his robe is a bit sticky.
>>218258
You manage to keep it down, though you cough hard enough to expel the gas from your lungs.
>>218260
You're no doctor. You administer a dose of euphorazine and some antibiotics to help with any infection. Maybe there's a clinic in town with something you can use. Or you could always take her back to the ship and the infirmary. Bit of a long walk, though.
>>218264
You examine the pendant Gibson found. You see that there is what looks like writing on the back of it, though it's not in any language you know.
>>218279
You forget all about it, obliterating the offending memory.
>>218282
Most of its lower jaw destroyed, the corpse just sputters at you. You're pretty sure it's laughing at you, just like the first corpse did, but you can't be sure. Really, there's only so many sounds a dead jawless equine can make.
paused
You forget all about it, obliterating the offending memory.
>>218282
Most of its lower jaw destroyed, the corpse just sputters at you. You're pretty sure it's laughing at you, just like the first corpse did, but you can't be sure. Really, there's only so many sounds a dead jawless equine can make.
paused