>>534002 That might not be such a good choice. The power outage not only took the lights, but the sanity of the rioters too. They're flinging all sorts of stuff, like bricks, car parts, even Molotov cocktails. Those pesky unicorns look mighty smug because they were lucky enough to be born with head cancer.
Oh look, there goes a Molotov now.
It's coming closer to you.
Woah, the wind diverted it to the apartment next door. Look at it burn!
>>534006 Well, then, now that we've settled that, there lies the little matter of dealing with the door and its new attendant. You've got a good knife in your hooves and you seem fit enough, you could always try to stab through it, unless you want to see what happens to a cooked Crystal pony.
Getting down to the 12th floor, there's a mountain of trash blocking your way. Seems they were cleaning up an apartment before this went down. If you had wings, easy, but you don't. The door is open, but you aren't familiar with this floor. Go in?
>>534020 Lots of noise coming from these rooms. It must be a nice apartment that they included sound proofing so you couldn't hear them from just one floor above. There's a group of shadows up ahead, it's hard to see in this darkness.
>>535108 Pity, despite the drop off in business in the time leading up to this, you'd have had plenty of time to get this place in top shape.
Of course, you have to focus on the right now, this instant is where you will do all your planning. Look outside, there's a few ruffians coming down the street. Their smashing all the low level windows.
>>535120 We wouldn't want you to run into any undesirable types, now would we? Be careful and keep your eyes out as you approach one of the city built playgrounds. There's a group of people. Think of an action and roll for it.
>>535126 As you pass, you notice that there really isn't much for this group. Seems they only have the clothes on their back and whatever trash was left behind.
After a few blocks, looks like only more trouble was waiting fro you on the other side. There's a pair of masked ponies standing around something on the ground. Looking around them, they have plenty of tools to cause lots of havoc.
>>536899 It must be such a lovely house if you've put your earnings into it. A shame it might end up like your neighbors, looted at best, currently burning down at worse. It really was a nice neighborhood, no one batted an eye when you went out on your nightly walks.
You've got a few moments to prepare. I might recommend arming yourself, but you seem capable enough in a fight. What will you do before they come for your house?
>>536901 Well, you are an interesting one, right off the bat you have this lying around.
Looks like the looting ponies have made their way to the houses right next to yours, yelling things about how they've lost the Light and how its all the foreigners fault.
It seems a foregone conclusion that you'll go after them, and I wouldn't blame you, but I'll remind you that they are a large bunch. Those Earthies look like they could buck a mountain, and those Pegasi with them seem quick enough.
If you choose to go after them, how's about this: I look away from what you use those fangs for and let you choose any 1 skill that targets a group.
>>536907 Now that it is even darker around them, I attack. These ponies are panicked and not in their right mind, so I shall use my hooves to attack them. They fliers are the weakest, I hope, so that is where I will start. [1d10]
>>536909 Can I use Night again after the cooldown period, or only when you say I can? I focus and aim my bounces better, being watchful and dodging what attacks come my way. These ponies may not be evil, but they still must be stopped. [1d10]
>>536912 That's up to you, little Doggie. If you are, I might recommend calling the police. Looks like your place has been robbed.
Oh, and get something for that bleeding on your head.
>>536913 *Applause sounds and whistling* I'm not one to recommend violence as the solution to most problems, but even I can recognize a true artiste's work. It was both cruel and efficient and proper the way you defeated these deviants who now lie at your hooves. well, except that Unicorn pony there whose frozen in fear of you.
>>536917 Seems they were after valuables, but they did take the time to smash everything else you owned, except for the beer. That's still good.
Picking up the phone, there's no signal. Those rioters outside might have something to do with that.
In your case, I'll recommend grabbing something to protect yourself in all this fighting and cold and head to a friends house. Staying in an already burgled home isn't so smart, even for you. Are you able to recall any friend's names, or at least tell me what race they are?
>>536920 I listen. The night is you-no, the night is old and shows no signs that it will not get older still. If I'm going to get to the castle and find where She has gone then I will need my strength. [2d10]
>>536928 Ahhhhh, nothing is better than the taste of blo-justice. Nothing is better than justice for criminals. I quietly trot around the stallion and strike him in the back of the head with a hoof. [1d10+2]
"I don't know, I was at the arcade all day. I was finally getting good, and then I got lifted off and beat up. All I can recall is something about 'You made the Light go away!' and 'The Sun is gone because of your kind!'"
Not turn around, it's night time anyway. The sun *should* be gone. Who knows what those jerks meant by it. What I can confirm is that there are plenty of crazy people about setting fires, and as your skull can testify, beating up people.
>>539581 I was suggesting leaving, but I can understand not wanting to leave what stuff you have.
However, there's a reason its so dark outside as you learn when you try to turn on his TV and radio. The power has been cut. I doubt it was completely intentional, just some punks letting their inner pyromaniac out.
I've already scouted the most important part of Mr. Grevyi's house, the kitchen, and can tell you he lacks the supplies to make a proper sandwhich. It's dark out, and you should be able to defend yourself properly now, what say we head to the nearest food dispensary and stock up on the essentials, like Twinkies.
>>539587 You started off strong, but couldn't quite seal the deal. Just a few blocks away from the store, you run into a pair of Unicorn Hooligans! They seem young and inexperience, but that makes them all the more dangerous. They don't know they shouldn't mess with a Dog like you.
#You're free to pick any one skill from any one class to deal with this situation. Just note that you'll be locked into that class unless I give you another opportunity.
>>539596 Honestly, it's too dark. I might agree with these ponies about the sun going away, but the sudden, large light show nearby sends them flying.
I reckon that's a good 20 feet of distance they got thanks to that explosion. Good thing you were already down, but in the future, try to stay away from flammable gases and crazed out rioters carrying torches.
Now, let's see what we can find inside the pre-looted store.
You call that a trot?! I thought you teleported over and unleashed some horrible magic on that stallion! Granted, he deserved it, but even I didn't see that blow that just knocked his consciousness away.
"Hey, you two, where are you!? Don't leave me alone like this with the kid!"
"PAPA!! Please, wake up!"
>>539598 Don't worry about those Unicorns. Nothing a whole bottle of Tylenol can't handle. Fortunately for them, you've found quite the stash of them.
The store was vandalized, but no one actually broke in. A big doggy like you wouldn't have been stopped by those walls anyways.
And look, they still have the limited edition Twinkies. I thought they were gon and it was all ogre!
>>541009 Mostly the little kid ones with Batmane and Captain Amareica, but they'll do the job too, and with your paws, you can stuff a lot into them real fast. I still wonder how they don't panic more when a carnivore twice their size with paws bigger than their heads shows up.
Anyway, it doesn't take you long to get back. People are more willing to stay inside after that explosion.
When you make it back to Mr. Geyvi's house, the Gryphon is fast asleep, but the Zebra looks like he's going to take off any moment.
>>541011 You know how important that is, of course not.
Mr. Greyvi looks at you, then the kid, and then back.
"This is why I originally left my homelands. All these fights. When I saw you were my neighbor, that it didn't bother you that I was foreign, how no one else was affected by my presence, I was happy. But now…"
>>541012 "But where else do you have to go? Aren't you being hasty? We don't even know why this is happening. Who knows, it might all blow over tomorrow morning. If not, well… we'll need to find shelter elsewhere, but I'm coming back.
>>541013 "You're right, you're right. It just brings bad memories back."
He chuckles to himself.
"Sorry, it's also strange for me to be trusting you. A lot of my childhood was spent running from Dogs and Gryphons, and now I have two in my home. So, what do we do from here? We have supplies, but there are still rioters outside and no way to know when it's safe to go outside."
>>541015 "The power is out. My clock runs on battery, but no radio inside of it. You might be able to check out the garages, maybe someone has a generator, or even find a car that hasn't been looted, we can use the radio from there. Wait!"
He pulls out his cellphone, but his smile as he thinks he found a way to reach the outside world vanishes.
>>543313 Golf clubs, lamps. Not exactly military grade, mind you, but enough that a good Crystal Pony such as yourself could do some damage, not to mention all the other dangerous things people tend to keep in their homes.
>>543326 Well, I'll accept your judgement. You're taking only the supplies you need, nothing else. I think we'll get along very well.
The walk to the next flight of stairs is rather easy, barring the darkness of everyone keeping their lights off. The only thing that is visible are the glowing EXIT signs and those strange boxes on the wall.
However, the door has been blocked from the other side. Give it a few bucks if you want to force it open.
Roll a 3d10 to kick, or offer an alternate solution.
>>543779 It's just a cylinder that they are pouring things into, not much more than that. However, I am one who is familiar with laughs and chuckles, and I'll tell you, those two aren't up to anything good.
>>543786 See, here's something we can both understand.
A vehicle that fails because the owner forgot to change the motor oil 100,000 miles ago can be fixed, or at least replaced after waiting a few hours for delivery in a big city like Canterlot.
All these vehicles here have been vandalized. Kicked in, burned, all those ponies finally let out their anarchist tendencies. At this point, even the most devout member of Omnissiah would have to call it quits. Quite sad, wouldn't you say?
However, roll another 2d10 for supplies you find, things that could be useful to your journey.
>>543788 Too true. I'm sure he's got his revenge planned. Like making sure their batteries die right after their warranty expires and that their alarm clocks always strike late. The guy could be so vindictive.
But anyways, you find quite a good supply of food. Seems someone left their groceries in their car, even some spare clothing.
Roll another '2d10'. There's a barricade ahead and a few too many shadows.
>>543800 Actually, he has more he can share with you! He's been following you, so anything you left in those vandalized cars, he brought with him. He offers you some lettuce leaves after he notices you fumbling around in your pockets.
Tela Crystal Pony Skills: Cheap Shot Weapon: Baseball Bat
You focus too much on the details of the materials. It slows you down when if all comes flying out, flinging you against the railing. In the midst of all this rubble, an Earth pony stands up, looking aggressively at you.
I won't say anything bad about you if you decide to take another skill to help in this situation.
Sylt Donkey Weapon: Wrench
Congratulations, you have a kid! That's something I would be saying if he was your child. You just managed to get out of a trap with this help and now find yourself planning on getting to the Freeway. Up ahead is a lot more burning cars to deal with, but you could cut in through the houses and buildings here. Keep yourself hidden from all those prying eyes.
Oh, I forgot you haven't taken advantage of my offers yet. Any skill, whichever you want, just name it.
Bonnie Diamond Dog Unarmed
You've managed to acquire a good deal of supplies to help you last through these riots, but there's a few more you can use in the garage. You just have to break a little lock with a bit of effort, roll a 2d10, or you could just pick a skill you think could work for this situation. Any one of them, just choose.
Sauna Fret Vampire Bat Pony Skills: Night Weapon: Sword
You've defeated two of the home invaders, but now you've got the last one to deal with, and she's got a hostage. You can tell by her voice that she's female, and that he hostage is a small child. The effect of Night is starting to fade away, and I can see it in myself to offer you another skill, but it comes with a caveat. If you pick one from another class, you're locked into both of them.
>>556749 The effect of Night begins to fade, but it only serves to terrify the mare more. Her body tightens when all she wants to do is anything but sit here. She tries to breathe, but even that seems beyond her control.
#Gaius You can hear the roar of the crowd all around you.
Or maybe that's the ringing in your ears from taking a bad fall. You know you should work on those, but they always wind up on the backburner and this is what happens. Oh, and roll to stand up.
>>558023 Eyes on the prize, remember? Don't get so easily distracted by a child that trips over her own hooves, no matter how funny it was.
She lets her anger power her to give you a good kick in the jaw, but she didn't think her actions through either and banged herself against a cabinet.
Sauna Fret Helpless/5
Hostage Taking Horsie Helpless/4
>>558028 There we go. That's how you play to the crowd of one. That little unicorn is yelling to your sparring partner to turn around, like the Pegasus was oblivious to you getting up. He turns around and gives a faux surprised look, something that even a C-List actor would be disappointed in.
I'll let you have any one skill, as long as you can make it into a safe and flashy wrestling move against your friend here.
>>558056 If this was planned, you certainly made it look genuine. I'm sure there's no way you messed up that close to him, right? He takes a hop and trots along your back as you run into, and get tossed by, the springy ropes.
Pegasus Pal 5/5
>>558066 You stand up in a flurry causing the hostage taker to skitter back and the child to start crying louder for her father to awaken.
>>558080 He rushes to your side to both help you up and to make himself look good to the spectator. You know, it's funny if you could see this tiny little Pegasus pretend to be overpowering a Buffalo who could just fall on him and win.
Roll Stoneguts to keep up the Ruse.
>>558084 "They, did this!" She tries to get out between gasps.
>>558118 There are some towels and belts available that make it easy to restrain her. You shove a used hoof warmer in her mouth to keep her from yelling more obscenities.
"Please, my dad, he isn't waking up!"
>>558119 "Yeah, I keep forgetting just how big you are. Any more weight on you and I wouldn't be able to make you budge an inch. Where are you headed off to now? Weren't you getting a part-time job or something?"
"Hayburger flipping tomorrow. It's a nice job, easy enough, but then you get weirdos who order everything on the menu and proceed to eat it in front of you. Take a shower before you leave, you could knock me out with your stench alone." He holds his nose, as if we weren't expecting that by now.
Your lone fan waves at you two from the door as she leaves.
>>558156 Good. It was too mushy. The heroic stranger saves a family when they are at their weakest. Such a cliche storyline. But the story outside, this I can get behind. There are groups of Pegasi, letting themselves go who break into houses and smash all the windows. You can taste their exuberance as they smash everything.
>>558165 I don't know how you can handle to carry around those gallon jugs of mane and tail all the time. Maybe we should make an appointment with a stylist to trim some of it off.
Now then, heading off towards your locker, you're already packed to head to work, but where was it? I forgot to tell my little phone to write it down for me.
1. Museum with lots of old pieces to keep an eye on 2. Small military repair bay, mostly focused on fixing their trucks 3. Corporate security at a big building.
>>558169 Night and Transfix, you only have two more point available to spend when the opportunity presents itself, but focus on the task before you. Your spell isn't as strong when cast over so many targets in such a wide area, but you do manage to confuse them a little. I'm sure you can take advantage of that, n'est pas?
>>558176 >>558177 Nice, you bounced him right into the Recycling bin. I can make so many jokes about taking out the trash that are still applicable, but you might want to watch out for his friend there.
>>558182 The Pegasus in the bin might consider re-using his wings while he's stuck, it's reducing his chances to get out. His friend is having a bit better luck, but he's still on the defensive, unable to get in a good swing with his Great Golf Club.
>>558194 Well, it's a bit of reverse psychology thing going on around there. It's small, so lots of war protesters tend to treat it as their personal backdrop for photo ops, but it loses some punch when photos have a bored guard sitting in a folding chair playing on the Gamesphere Portable. That, and most people tend to think thrice before antagonizing someone at least 4 times their size.
The sun seems to be setting at a faster pace than normal tonight, but that means you won't have to fidget around with the brightness settings. Let's see just how good you are at noticing your surroundings while occupied. Roll a 2d10.
>>558195 Not you exactly. You wouldn't have been his target. That stallion with some holes on his neck that he dropped right into your hooves, he failed his spot check.
"Would you care for an hors d'oeuvre? You seem to be tenderizing those two nicely, but I might recommend staying away from the packaged one."
>>558200 You do, but it's a proportional thing. Most ponies would pass out from the thought of being struck with a bottle. I don't even think you registered it until the fourth hit that had the pony try to tackle you.
"You, stupid jerk. is your fault…" The Earthies says in an alcoholic slurr.
>>558201 "If she is gone, what hope do you have of defeating whatever manner of beasts caused it in the first place? You are a fool if you think you can save her."
>>558210 >>558212 Hey, don't blame me for that one, that Vampire Pony is totally trying to get under your skin. Him, not me.
A good choice, saw it coming a mile away, but you only get a surprise bonus on this one. These two aren't as vulnerable in the dark as the rest have been.
+2 to next attack.
>>558211 Like a solid stone wall, the explosion nearby barely moves you, and a good thing for that Earth pony too. Keeps him from flying everywhere. Of course, all this damage is going to come out of your paycheck.
A car passes by, a masked pony with a rather heavy looking piece of weaponry is looking at you and surveying the damage he caused.
>>558214 Yes, that is how an attack should sound like. The Night spell also absorbed the outside noise, so you could perfectly hear you sword pulverizing her wings. Do it again, I want to record it this time. +1 next attack.
Sauna Fret 5/5
Nevar 6/6 Oscuro 2/7
>>558215 Indeed they can. You just close you paws around the lock, crushing the poor thing. After all is said and done, remind me to sell my stock from that company.
Inside the garage, you find your prize, a small generator. It looks like someone's weekend project, but it should hold as long as it has gas.
And just between you and me, pretend you aren't hearing the shuffling of hooves from behind one of the cars. It's nothing, I'm sure of it.
>>558225 Oscuro and Nevar glare at you, then bite into their master's arms. Their forms begin to dissolve, leaving a white shield and black spear behind.
"I am Fernando Gutierrez de Villa, I say this to give you the honor of knowing who will kill you."
>>558226 How coordinated of you. It isn't a good idea to head into a battle with someone who wields a smoking bazooka. When you head back into the protective walls of your office and pick up the phone, there's nothing on the other end. No static, no voices, just emptiness.
Off in the distance, you hear what you hope are stashed fireworks that are all going off at once.
We both know that isn't happening.
>>558227 Roll to fit the thing through the door. It's going to be hard to get it through with two additional pairs of eyes watching you from underneath a car.
>>558232 "Stay away, we're warning you, okay?!" You hear squeeked from underneath. I've heard bigger threats from a mouse. The little Pony and the littler Donkey don't seem like they'd put up much of a fight against one either.
>>558233 Hey, listen. Run. Fly. Move it. This guy seems out of your league right now.
It's cold, very cold, where you are. It was supposed to be safe, to head into a government building when the rioting started just a few blocks. It's an old, sturdy building that has seen its share of upheavels and you hope it'll survive this one too. There's lots of others who ran in with you, some with children, trying to keep them quiet. Others are trying to keep themselves occupied reading or going through stuff, but it's obvious enough they are trying to ignore what's going on outside.
What type of government building did you run into?
1. Tax building, looks like you had to explain some expenses you claimed
2. DMV, you were around even after you submitted some forms for your vehicle doing errands
3. Clinic, you need to make sure you take good care of yourself and others
>>561697 Even from this distance, you can see the signs of panic on the children and they scurry back underneath the car, as much as they can.
"You know, you should keep it down, some undesirables like us might overhear, you know." A beige unicorn that has appeared behind you says.
"That's a mighty fine generator you got there, which means you have things to power with it. Care to show us?" A red Earthie with a devious smile adds.
>>561698 There's a Diamond Dog handling the paperwork. She's been working on your stuff for the past hours since this has all started, but she's spent a good bit of it shivering with cold and fear.
"Do you have, the 40-WD forms, or, I mean, the D3, wait, maybe its these here…"
There's a Buffalo child holding onto a Unicorn, crying his heart out. The fact that he's as big as her would be hilarious if they weren't both scared for their lives. The Unicorn keeps looking at people.
>>561700 Aww. What an adorable family. A kind and caring unicorn adopted a poor buffalo child and now he's scared because he's in this strange and familiar place… Everything is perfectly normal and perfectly fine.
I turn back to the dog handling the paperwork. "I gave you all the paperwork that was requested… d- did I miss something?"
>>561726 "That might be for the best… oh well. I'm sure everything will be fine." I give a nervous smile to her this time. "My schedule is very… tentative. But! I think I have time ope- I can clear time for any time this month."
>>561732 I give a slightly weaker smile again. "I'm sure it will all be resolved soon… if it isn't working now I… we could schedule something over the phone?" I look around for a clock. How long have I been here again?
>>561735 It's ten o'clock. they were open late because a whole lot of somebodies decided to include such strange things in their tax forms. You managed to snag one of the last few appointments before the deadlines, hopefully clearing the tax hurdles without suffering penalties. It was shortly after that the explosions rocked the city and chaos broke out.
Without lifting her head, she picks up the phone to reveal it's dead.
"I tried calling on my cell, but it was dead too. I hope they're alright? You, any family waiting outside?"
>>561736 Everything stops except for the sound of breathing. Orlov looks down at his shattered horn. He tries to cast a spell, but nothing comes out. Not even the glow associated with magic. His eyes turn red, his mouth full of saliva as he collapses.
>>561740 Explosions? Those were just fireworks! There's no chaos going on at all… it's just enthusiastic celebration. Festivities!… "I meant… you could look through the system when it comes back up and see if there will be any opportunity in the future?" I give her an even more nervous smile at the discovery that the phones are out too. I nod. "Outside… you mean outside the city, right? I have family back home, far away from here. I haven't seen them in so long though…"
>>561747 Yes, and the firefighters where just going to light up a rave. The Ambulances were just filled with people who partied too hard.
"I hope they're okay. It was just supposed to be another late shift. Heh, can you believe I'm starting to wonder if I'll get overtime for this. Everything going on, and now I'm wondering about my pay-check." Tears start forming in her eyes as she finally lifts her head.
The power goes out. Only emergency lights remain and that of ponies and others fidgeting on their phones.
>>561756 "I'm sure everything will be back to normal soon…" I put a paw on her shoulder. I guess I should check my phone as well. I completely forgot about it this whole time… Nobody's messaged me while I've been here, have they?
>>561771 He trips on his own hooves as he tries to get at you, which serves to hammer in the fact that he's going one one one with someone who is willing to do terrible things to win. He takes the opportunity to get to his friend and trot off, yelling expletives all the way.
>>561774 Please, there are those of us who know where the phones really come from. I'd give it to a child rather than be seen with that.
"Oh, umm, yeah. We have your papers. I'll just stamp everything."
The power goes out, this time for far longer and the darkness plays host to more screams. Only a few emergency lights remain and whatever glow the cell phones have. Outside of this, the only light is the burning cars outside and the roar of the rioters.
>>561783 She dropped the stamp, leaving a mess of papers fall to the floor as ponies outside start banging on the windows. They pull on the steel cables meant to prevent break ins and you can hear numerous things being thrown at the building as the doors are being damaged.
>>561793 She grabs you by the paw, but trips. She's twisted her ankle, and some punk pony is coming after you two!
>>561795 You check your phone. No signal. Not even the wifi seems to be picking up anything. Maybe you should consider getting a real phone, off contract of course, next time your in a well-lit place without rioters.
>>561798 "We don't really know where we are. There was a lot happening, and we just started running. We found the garage, and it seemed safe enough." The donkey points to a small hole that was blocked off, big enough for a child to get through.
>>561800 The punk pony with a jerkish smile closes the distance and bucks you in the leg!
"You twat's, it's all yo' fault this happened, and I'mma make sure you get what's coming to the likes of ya!"
>>561803 >>561804 I don't even know what he's talking about… He must have partied a bit too hard and now he's all drunk and mad. That's it. I continue trying to get to the back room with the Diamond Dog lady so we can finish my taxes.
>>561814 She's probably going to take me to the main building now where we can fill out the replacement forms, I'm sure… "Alright. Let's go then." I follow after her- or perhaps, still continue supporting her as she guides us out.
>>561828 The back alleys get really narrow at times, making it difficult for the two of you to get past at times. Even ponies would have difficulties here, but her twisted ankle slows you down even further.
When you finally emerge, you're in front of the Dnieper River, that runs through the center of town, and all around you are crazy rioters mildly disgruntled revellers.
>>561829 >>561828 The two of you take cover behind a garbage container after getting out of the back alleys. There's a group of revellers ahead who don't seem agreeable. From my vantage point, you have two options.
1. Make a distraction and let your tax collector make a run for one of the non-burning buildings
2. Help her move across, but suffer a negative modifier thanks to her ankle.
Of course, I can sweeten the choices. I could let you have any one skill, from any class or multiclass, just like that. What do you say?
>>570555 Monsters mutated by this thermonuclear wasteland. Or more probably, just rats and streetgangs. But streetgangs might be behind every corner anyway. So… Let's run through a place with plenty of emergency exit routes. The buildings.
>>570557 Roll a 3d10, because you're going to have to make a run for it through a bit of open area. Plenty of room for people to either take a clear shot at you and your little friend, or to just be spotted and have a tailor made ambush waiting.
>>570561 It's a renovated area. It's like trying to stick to the shadows in a shopping mall, the place was altered to make it easier for parents to let their children run around, but there's nothing to worry about as you ran through the area in record time, save for that pony who watched you run the whole thing.
You're in the building proper, but the main exit route that would let you just walk through is barricaded. You could try going around it. The left side has a particular smell to it, but you can hear lots of things going on in the rightside, but its hard to tell exactly what it is.
"Philippe. My name is Phillip. What's yours, uhh?"
>>570564 Fuck, this is bad. Maybe the left side only has dead bodies and whatever made the mess is here on the right, but the kid really shouldn't see that… But going right into thumping, pounding sounds? That's like asking for it. "Phillip, let's play a game… How long you can hold your eyes closed."
She walks up close to you and gives you her hoof. You can tell she's making an effort to close her eyes, you can actually see her face straining. Don't keep her that way too long. It might become permanent.
>>570569 You were right. There's several charred bodies. A big buffalo body is inside a burned room, but there are lots of glass bottles and the smell of gasoline. There's a pair of bodies, one on top of the other, looks like they were trying to protect each other. There's a burning smell coming from inside another room, but no other motion.
A few steps down, you come across a door which seems to have experienced better days.
>>570572 Not really. Whoever went around throwing molotovs didn't hit the door, or even around it. You do feel some vibrations coming from the other side, though. It has a certain rhythm to it. You certainly have a sensitive hoof when you put your mind to it.
>>570580 There is a string on top. It connects to a lever. The lever controls the engine's speed. The more you opened the door, the faster the engine would spin. It's really loud now and Phillipe is shaking.
>>570596 Actually, this area seems free of bodies. Looks like it was a maintenance area for the building, lots of water pipes and electrical conduits and closets. There's a generator that is making the odd thumping noise. The place is dark, seems the generator isn't doing its job well.
>>570609 You get a janitor's fallen rake in the face. Phillipe holds down her giggle.
This time, there was an odd noise following the sound of the rake, but goes as quickly as it came. The generator is in bad shape. A few of the pieces are loose and every sense of your body can tell that something is wrong, your ears with the thumping, your nose with the leaking oil, even your taste buds can feel the metallic after-taste of an unkempt machine.
>>570628 "That's where you're wrong. I'm sure they're still around. If you keep your ears up, you can hear them. Thanks for fixing the generator, though. Old hooves of ours weren't doing any good to it anymore."
Your job requires you to investigate any suspicious activity. Tonight, everything has turned out suspicious and dangerous. So much more that the old horse dealing with his drunkenness by falling asleep in your little guard room is the least of your worry.
There's a crowd of rioters gathering down the street and a few blocks down. What's your call?
And don't forget, someone just cut the phone lines, so no calling out through the normal means.
>>577528 They're blinded, or at least clouded, with rage. They don't even note the massive body before them moving. You get a repeat of the earlier shouts of racism, with a lot more cursing thrown in. The sounds of burning cars punctuates there anger and you are now surrounded on all sides by rioters. Not protesters, they at least keep their distance. These kids are a few seconds away from trying to tackle you.
Now, you have Suppress, but I could see myself letting you take another skill to deal with this situation.
>>577530 Yup. Except for just having a heater powered with your new generator, tonight would have been a nice night. Your neighbor and the kids are just talking to each other about your normal daily lives and what you'll all be doing next week.
Then there's a series of noises outside and everything goes quiet.
>>577543 It's starting to snow pretty hard. Plus, all the hot air coming from you five is really fogging up the windows. The children run and play under the bed, where it's warmer and safer. The Gryphon teen just grabs a blanket and bunks himself against a corner.
"I never thought I'd be playing guess the shadows again." Mr. Geyvi laughs. "I only hope it doesn't end the same like it usually did for us back home."
>>577549 KATHUNK! Both Pegasi wind up under your massive frame as you tackle them just as they were about to attack together. You can see their hind legs kick back and forth under you as the two others struggle to pull them out.
>>578156 Leaving the fort you called a house with everything you could carry, your next destination is the E40 road out of town. It's the straightest shot out of here and to safety of everything that isn't Canterlot.
But the route down the Kharkivs'k Highway isn't that safe to begin. There's other groups heading down there as well, some being more careful than others.
>>578160 These are the more heavily injured individuals. Those with broken wings, bandaged eyes, and other serious but non-threatening injuries. Seems the hospitals aren't a good choice to head to in this chaos.
The Buffalo just lets out a lot of hot air due to the cold and a Goat nurse attends to the injured.
"Sorry, but the fact is too many fit that description. They've been riling up the people before this all went hooves up. Plenty of kids got caught up in it and that was one of the fashions that caught on."
There's an explosion from a building a short ways down the street.
>>578166 No explosions, but the fire consumes the other buildings. Some of the frailer members of the Red Sun cart begin crying and sobbing. The two children stay close to you, but Mr. Greyvi keeps his eyes firmly focused on the back area of the cart.
"Hey, get those kids on board and I'll pull them out of here. I don't think this vest is going to do too much to deter whoever is bringing in that much explosive."
>>578170 It's a much quieter walk towards the E40. And in its own little way, the explosion helped. Many are either bunkering down or choosing to leave. The rest of the road down is less eventful, but roll to spot.
>>578172 The Pegasi and Gryphons don't really struggle to hide their presence. They snap a few photo's too, with their flash giving their cameras away.
The Buffalo stops his cart in the road separating the Centerlot Medical Facility and the Park, which is being used as a staging area. There are lots of garbage can fires and plenty of nurses and other volunteers doing their best to keep order.
"Sorry, I'll be picking up more injured. Get yourselves signed in and get ready for the march out of town."
>>578173 The smoke is too thick, and you can feel the temperature increase greatly. Keep trying?
>>578175 Valiant effort, but unfortunately, too late.
There are lots of bodies around, but mostly a limb or two and some clothes that hinted at a complete person. Down one of the tunnels, you can still hear mechanical noises.
>>578176 "The Children are safer with you." Mr. Geyvi replies. "Me and the boy are in good shape, but we'll slow someone like you down."
"You sure about that?" The teen Gryphon asks him.
"I've already lost my home. That meant something to me. Canterlot is just another place I've been in. Bonnie, watch the kids and make sure all these people make it out. I'll be waiting to have another chat with you outside of town."
>>578178 An armed Riot Gryphon lands next to the cart and starts talking to the Buffalo. Up in the air, there are constant airlifts of the really injured being taken away.
A few people are brought over to the cart from the park and it looks like you've just been recruited. The Nurse Goat is signaling for you, she'll need your help to set a few broken limbs.
Roll a 5d10.
>>578179 There's a lot of metal pieces on the subway tracks that aren't sparking, so you don't have to worry about ending up cooked. Heading down the tunnel, you see that one of the train cars has derailed, but there's still lots of noise coming from something that should've been destroyed.
>>578181 You know how to disable them, at least. That gives you an edge on others. You and the Nurse get a good number of the recent arrivals in good enough condition that they can go back into the park on their own, and even the children do their best by giving people water, but a few are too far injured and have to be taken inside. Sadly, most of those were women and children, those not able to properly defend themselves even in the best of times. The smoke from the garbage fires is starting to get into your nose, and all the sounds are merging into one big caucaphony of suffering.
>>578183 *THUD* "Owowow…" Someone pops their head up over the subway car railing and checks you out through a windows. Seems the laugher is a Unicorn, but he doesn't seem too bright to be here or to be wearing that garrish outfit. A spiked mane dyed red, spiked collars, and even a piercing on his horn.
He looks you over and his eyes take on a glower look.
I don't think he's happy to see you as he takes off and starts banging on one of the rear doors.
>>578184 No. The tears and screams from the people in the park and those entering the hospital make that much clear. "She left us. What did we do wrong?" "Pray, pray for forgiveness and she might rejoin us!" "It's cold, when will we go home?"
>>578394 "Not exactly talking about the roads. Up ahead, maps might say its Canterlot, but its really a suburb type. Those old buses are strong and most of the land is level, take it off the road if it comes to it. Worst comes to worst, their hardy enough to double as a bunker or a home."
She smiles. "I should know, served in the Security when I was younger and fixed em up before I met him."
>>578410 "You know that isn't smart. You've already encountered the heartlessness they left behind. If you've already made it this far, the best option is to keep going. He might not be as thick headed as I, but we've been here too long to think of leaving, but that should be your only thought."
>>578431 "Someone like you deserves Her light, but stick to the shadows and head straight up the road for three blocks. Stay out of the buildings. Any of the people in them could be your, and hers, doom."
She locks the door when you step outside.
The next building you can use as cover is a short run, but there are two of you. Roll a 3d10.
You're being escorted inside the hospital. You're the only one big enough and strong enough to help keep the calm. The Nurses are having you help carry people to the elevator while the two kids are hoofing out water to allthere's someone having a heart attack!
The nurse get's the poor stallion on the ground, do the compressions while she breathes.