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The crew explored the town of Saddlesore. They investigated the town hall and clinic, healed Pera after a great deal of difficulty, and found Honeybee, a young filly and the sole remaining denizen of the town, hiding in one of the houses.

Gibson decided to go repair the solar power station on the far side of the lake. After fixing the power conduit, he was startled to find one of the larger and more violent examples of Galtor IV's fauna! He now stands before the giant beast, while the rest of the landing party remains in the town, several minutes away, at least.


reporting in.




Indeed. The beast rears up on its two enormous hind legs and prepares to charge you. Roll for initiative.

The rest of you are busy with Honeybee. Roll to hear Gibson's puny screams.
'r2 1d10'

Roll #1 10 = 10 / Roll #2 8 = 8



Roll #0 2 = 2


What are the odds, I wonder.

Roll #1 3 = 3


I run! Back to the boat!

Roll #0 3 = 3


rolling to hear

Roll #0 10 = 10


Remembering the boat, you decide that discretion truly is the better part of valor. You turn tail and start to run back to the boat, only to be felled as you hear the beast screaming in your mind.

It's an odd sensation, to be sure, and if you weren't about to be mauled by a giant dinoboar, you might be more inclined to dissect it. Even with any introspective pause, however, you note that boars, even psychic ones, don't really articulate words. You feel its presence in your head as an unspoken obsession — of the desire to gorge himself on your supple pony flesh.

You stumble as you run towards the dock. The boar overtakes you and heads off your approach to the lake.

Neither of you hear anything but Honeybee humming a little tune.

Gibson's voice echoes over the two miles of lake in between you and him. It's obvious something is wrong over there — he's in trouble.

Lucky and Sunshine hear this, too.

"That sounds like the nerdling," says Lucky. "Who's gonna go find out what spooked him?"


While waiting for Honeybee to pack, I'll ask Belle if she knows if Clinic is still carrying those stiffs around.


Hum along with her. "Are you ready to go with us little miss Honeybee?"
"I think he was, last time I looked he was messing with them anyway.."

Roll #0 5 = 5


"Well, if you help Honeybee here finish packing, I'll go have a chat with him to make sure they're not around when she comes out. Nothing a kid should see, after all…"
And then I'll head out of the building.


I nod and help Honeybee get her things together.

Roll #0 8 = 8


"G-Gibson sounds like he's in trouble… I-I'll go. Maybe you all could come with me if you don't mind?"
I nervously scurry out and run to where I heard the screams come from


I high tail it back to the storage shed and try to find some place to climb up on top of it!

Roll #0 10 = 10


She doesn't have much. Some ratty and soiled jackets, the bee toy, and a picture of her family. She puts them in a sack. "I'm ready!"

Sunshine and Lucky are outside. "It sounds like Gibson is in trouble. I think he took the only boat, though. The only way to get over there is to walk along the lakeshore. Gotta be almost 4 miles that way, though."

You run back towards the power station's control area and find the tools shed. You leap up into the air and grab the roof with your legs in a surprising display of strength and agility. You drag yourself up to the top of the shed.

You can see the boar prowling below. It sees you, but it seems content at the moment to wait for you to slip up somehow.

You run outside. The screams are coming from across the lake. You start running to the southwest, but it will be a while before you get there.


"Great come with me then. " I guide her outside.


I radio back to the others,
"Th- there's a giant… a- a giant boar dinosaur Idon'tevenknowWHAT here! A- And it's got me trapped on the roof of the supply shed! U- Unless…"
I try to judge the distance between me and the boat. Could I feasibly make it in a single sprint?

Roll #0 8 = 8


I'll sigh.
"Any particular reason he decided to wander off, or did he just skulk away like some- no, nevermind. We'll get to him in a second."
Turning to Clinic, I'll ask if he could stow the bodies somewhere out of sight, since we'll have a kid traveling with us for a little bit.
"Would it have killed you to wait for the rest of us before taking the only boat, Gibson? We're not going to be able to get over there for a good while."


Do I need to roll on my way there?

I yell into my communicator
"I-I'm coming! …By myself. Backup would b-be appreciated please!"


The boar is right below you and is watching your every move. You could get there in a single sprint, but getting past him….

I guess you could roll to try to speed it up. As it is, we'll say it takes about 15 rounds for you to get there. Tedious, I know, but hey that's what it is.

She follows you.



Roll #0 7 = 7


"A what?! Gibson.. you gotta be smarter than a boar, just outwit him and get away. Throw something distracting like in Little Quest 10, on the second level with the those rhinos.. "
I guide her over to the truck.


You run as fast as your little goat legs can take you. 10 turns to get there.

She climbs in the truck. It's currently in the river.


"We're gonna have to put the truck back upright before we get it going anywhere."
"It's just gonna take a moment to fix that up, Honeybee. We can't have you walking back to the ship, after all."


I can solve that right, I mean its not that stuck? "Hold on tight."

Roll #0 4 = 4


Talk into the communicator
"How are you holding up G-Gibson?!"

M-My legs are moving on their own

Roll #0 6 = 6


"I was fucking mad, alright?! I was pissed about everything and just fucking… I'm sorry, alright!?"
I let out an embarrassingly high pitched whimper.
I then try to pony the fuck up and… a- and… throw my uniform away! Somewhere! Anywhere to distract him!

Roll #0 9 = 9


I'll attempt to right the truck, and move it out of the water with Telekinesis.

Roll #0 9 = 9


"I- I never played that! You gave it to me and I've been meaning to play it and… I'm sorry Belle! I'm sorry for yelling at you and I'm sorry for calling you a bitch! Please please please oh please work…"
"I- I'm safe right now…"


The truck is upright. It's just a little bent up front and stuck on an outcropping of rocks, that's all.

At least to your, admittedly non-engineering, eyes.

You climb in the driver's seat and try to back up. The wheels whir and turn before…

Hotshot's efforts put the truck right. It is now ready to drive.

Run run goat goat, you think. 6 more turns.

The boar gets tired of waiting. It charges the shed. Roll to stay on top.

Roll #1 8 = 8


I already did something though!


"Stay safe! I'm coming!"
pls go goat go

Roll #0 8 = 8


It eats your uniform. It seems to choke a bit on it, though. Enraged, it charges the shed. Roll to stay on top.


"Don't worry,We've got the truck now, we're coming for you. "
I shout out the window. "All aboard!"


Alright, now that we've got the truck up…
"Belle, can you make sure it's running shipshape? Last thing we need is for it to break down."
Turning back to the others, I'll ask who wants to drive Honeybee back to the ship, while the rest of us will set off for Gibson.


"Fuuuck this!"
I run off and jump off the boar's back, then make a sprint for the boat!


..And I roll for it!

Roll #0 6 = 6


I sigh and give the truck any needed repair. '1d10+2'

Roll #1 5 + 2 = 7


You reach the solar power station, glistening in the alien summer sun. You see it — a huge boar, several ponies tall, on two legs. Its two front arms are small, atrophied almost, but this is more than made up for by a set of enormous tusks and jaws.

The boar has not noticed you yet, far more concerned with charging the shed.

You try to copy that move from Super Pony Bros., but just as you prepare to leap onto the boar's back, he hits the shed with a tremendous roar, sending you falling to the ground. You scramble to your hooves, but you are now on the ground.

You tighten a few bolts on the wheels. It's good to go.


I make a run for the boat!

Roll #0 2 = 2


"She's ready to roolll, now come on, I can't let somepony die without finishing the Little Quest series. "Get in the driver seat again and move this bucket once those ponies get inside.


S-Shoot it in it's tiny front arms! Maybe that'll slow it down!

Roll #0 6 = 6


"Fine, fine. I just hope you know how to drive this thing."
I'll hop in the back and have my rifle ready.
"And don't do any stunts! We've got a passenger, now."


"Well, we can't go too slowly either." Get to the Solar Power station safely please.

Roll #0 1 = 1


You try to run in between the boar's legs. An ill-advised plan, perhaps. He bites your back as you run, and he takes a good chunk of flesh out. You scream but keep running. You're almost to the boat now.

You breath deeply and take aim at his arms. Your ray pistol shoots a bolt of hot plasma at the dinoboar, hitting it squarely on the right arm. It grunts, but doesn't appear to be slowed in any way. Instead, it turns towards you and screams. Roll to resist its psychic attack, in addition to your other action.

You peel out from the riverbed and slam into the town hall. You hear a computer inside crash to the ground. You try to start up the truck again, but something's wrong.

"Mare drivers, amiright?" Shouts Lucky. He and Sunshine climb into the truck.


Something is wrong.. I can fix that right?

Roll #0 6 + 2 = 8


Rolling to resist '1d10' and try to run alongside Gibson to the boat! 'r2 1d10'

Roll #1 1 = 1 / Roll #2 3 = 3


I'll stifle a small swear.
"Mare drivers indeed."


I keep running to the boat like a stallion possessed!

Roll #0 9 = 9

Roll #1 10 = 10


"Sorry.. I'm just a little worried, one of your drive now."


"No, I need to be able to shoot if something happens. Now that you've gotten that crash out of your system, you should be fine."


"Right, I'll try again. everyone strapped in tight?" '1d10' to go to Solar Power Station

Roll #1 10 = 10


The fuel cell lines got jostled. You reconnect them easily. It's ready to go.

You feel the boar in your brain, screaming. It's like a great headache combined with a few hammer blows to the forehead. You crumple over and fall to the ground, helpless.
The boar rushes you and kicks you in the side with its powerful hind legs. A long gash opens up on your left side.

You make it to the boat easily and push it from the dock. You reach out with your mind and grab Pera, and in yet another surprising feat of strength, you lift her and place her in the boat.

The boar looks a little confused at that. He roars and stamps his hooves.

You peel out once more, this time with greater control.

Spying the lakeshore, you notice that there's a shallow sandbank along the eastern shore. It's risky, but it will save you maybe a mile in time.

You gun the engine and glide along the sandbank. You arrive outside the power station in a few minutes. The dinoboar is in the process of stomping its hooves and roaring at Gibson and Pera, now located in the boat.


"W- What are they doing here?!"
I gesture for them to get the fuck outta dodge and start up the boat, then try to drive away!

Roll #0 4 = 4


Shake it off and get up

Roll #0 4 + 2 = 6


Well, looks like they're away already.
I'll radio them.
"Gibson, once you get to the other shore, we're going to have some words."
"Looks like they're away, for the moment, Belle."
I'll hold off shooting the boar until it starts trying to get back at Gibson or charges at us.


I radio Pera and Gibson "Hello, Gibson, Pera?" can I see if they are okay?

Roll #0 10 = 10


You rise to your hooves and stand on the boat's deck. You're badly wounded, but you'll be okay for the moment.

The boat stalls for a moment. You only float a bit further from the shore.

You can see them from here. The boat is a few meters from the shore. Gibson looks a little weary but not wounded. Pera is bleeding but standing.

The boar considers diving in to the lake, but spies the truck. Faced with easier prey, it turns to charge the truck.

Everyone in the truck should roll to withstand psychic attack. Roll in addition to your normal action.


Roll #1 4, 3, 4 = 11


I'll shot it.
First roll is resist, second roll '1d10' is shooting.

Roll #0 2 = 2

Roll #1 7 = 7


Shoot it! Draw my blaster and shoot it!

Roll #0 7 = 7


Rolling to resist it and second roll to move our truck away from the beast.

Roll #0 8, 5 = 13


I look at Gibson and give a weak smile
"I-I was trying to save you this time…"
Start up the boat!

Roll #0 3 = 3


Sunshine grits his teeth and shakes his head.


Lucky lets out a yelp. Tears well up in his eyes.


"Dinoboar!" Honeybee yells. She holds her head in her hooves and screams.

You line up the shot as the truck glides towards the power station, taking careful aim before and scorching the beast along its back. It grunts in pain.

You feel the boar in your brain. Its hunger for your flesh is sickening, and you try to shake it off to no avail. In a few moments, he leaves your mind, but you feel exhausted.

You feel the boar probing at your mind, but you force it out before he can do any harm. You shift into reverse and back up the truck a few meters.

You beat your hooves against the outboard motor. It doesn't look like that's how you turn on the motor at all.

You put aside whatever antipathy you feel towards the rest of the crew and blast the boar with your ray gun. Not much damage is done, but the hair on his back is singed.


I didn't like that much.
I'm going to shoot it again.

Roll #0 8 = 8


Uh.. maybe I can turn the spot lights up and blind it?

Roll #0 8 = 8


headlights I meant.


Shoot it again, I guess?
Aim for… the eyes or something!
Or maybe its dick. Shooting that off would probably hurt.

Roll #0 9 = 9


Try to turn on the boat again…

Roll #0 3 = 3


You steady yourself against the truck's roof and shoot the boar in the head. He roars, but doesn't appear to be wounded.

You aim at what appear to be genitals — the dangly bits. You hit them dead on and the boar moans in pain before roaring even louder than before.

You turn on the floodlights on the top of the truck. In the middle of the day, the net affect isn't much.

The boar charges the truck. '1d10'

You hit a button on the motor. A green light starts flashing. You hit the button again and the light turns off. Neat!

Roll #1 5 = 5


He charges, but Belle quickly puts the pedal to the floor. He only gets a bit of the bumper with his mouth.


Try to shoot out one of his legs!

Roll #0 7 = 7


"Buh… oh no…"
I whimper
Take out my blaster and aim for the boar's ass

Roll #0 8 = 8


Going for an eye this time.
Maybe that will make it veer off course.

Roll #0 9 = 9


This isn't like a video game at all.. "Their radio must be down, because they aren't responding.. I hope they can get that boat moving.."

any kind of loud noised this bucket can make to overwhelm to the beast?

Roll #0 4 = 4


You slice open his right kneecap as he prepares to bite the truck again. He falls to the ground with a loud thud. His back legs kick against the grass in an attempt to get back up, but he just digs into the ground.

With the boar down, you shoot it in the face with your pistol. A gash appears down his snout.

You hit him square in the snout, and he screams in pain.

You lean on the horn and let the beast know that the left lane is for passing, ya dumb pig. He doesn't seem to notice. What a pig!

he tries to get back up

Roll #1 6 = 6


I will make certain he stays down.

Roll #0 2 = 2


Shoot. It. Dead!
I want my fucking revenge!

Roll #0 6 = 6


"Shoot it in the dick again, Gibson!"
Angrily try to get the boat running once more

Roll #0 2 = 2


I'll try the radio again. "Gibson, Pera are you stuck out there? Can you swim back and get in the truck?"


I radio back,
"The boat's fine! We're just helping you guys!"

Roll #0 10 = 10




He rolls onto his back and rocks onto his rear legs. He turns around and roars at the truck again.

You feel him in your brain again. Meat, carnage, blood. You try with all your might to push him out. You're exhausted, close to collapse.

Your boat floats a little further down the lake shore and take aim at the dangly bits. With the boat rocking subtly, you miss wide left and strike him in the back leg again.

You pound on the engine. You press a button and a speaker turns on.


Even from this distance, you can feel the boar's psychic assault. You push it out of your head after a few seconds, but the damage is done.

Your message comes through like the voice of an angel.

The boar attacks the truck.

Roll #1 5 = 5


I refuse to be killed by a pig. I refuse to let our passenger be killed by a pig. I'm going to torch that sucker.
Fireshot going out.

Roll #0 6 + 2 = 8


Screw it. Aim for the bacony bastard and fire

Roll #0 2 = 2


"R-roger that.. "
Roaring at us? that can't be good, take use defensive driving! by which I mean dodge him.

Roll #0 9 = 9


I press the damn green button and see if it starts.

Roll #0 5 = 5


Let's assume I dropped the bodies at the medcenter after Hotshot asked me to.
"This thing is fascinating!"
I shoot at one of the wounded bits on it.

Roll #0 2 = 2


You plug in the plasma pack and let loose with your laser rifle. A superheated bolt of plasma arcs out, and you burn the pig on his calloused back.

Your guard relaxed, his psychic assault begins again. You feel like someone just punched you in the eyeball.

You wheel around and take off in the truck as he tries to bite the top of it off. He gets nothing, and you are several meters north now, though well within range of a charge from him.

The outboard motor comes to life. You can move now.

Fascinated by the biological specimen, you let the pig into your mind. You quickly regret the experiment, as you feel him rampage through your cerebellum for a few seconds before you push him out again.

He charges the truck again.

Roll #1 9 = 9



Roll #0 3 = 3


Take the control and correct the boat into the boar

Roll #0 8 = 8


A brilliant stratagem, worthy of Naponeon himself! Operation Ten-Pone is go, and you bravely beach the boat on the lake shore.


"Erk-Very fascinating! Leave it's brain intact!"
I order my minion to dive at its legs to try and trip it up.

Roll #0 3 = 3


Well, let's keep lighting him up.

Roll #0 8 + 2 = 10


Dodge that boar..

Roll #0 6 = 6


"…That seemed like a good idea at the time!"
Can I try and give the boat a push back into the water with my telekinesis?

Roll #0 8 = 8


I buzz in "Oh, you decided to come on shore after all?"


I buzz out,
"No, I- never mind!"


The motor digs into the sandbank a little. You move about a meter closer to the boar.

You roast him again, and he screams as…

Belle attempts to swerve the Boar's charge. The evasive maneuvers fail, and he bites the roof of the truck off and mauls the engine with his tusks. +1 to driving rolls with it from now on.

You weakly push, but it's well-beached and won't budge. Good job, kamiponies!

Your thrall hops out of the back of the truck and lurches towards the boar. The plan partially works, as the boar kicks it a few meters away. The ghoul gets back on its hooves and starts moving back towards the truck.

The burning from Hotshot's laser rifle causes the boar to fall again. He kicks weakly against the ground in an attempt to rise back up


"Someone put that fire out!"
I shoot at one of it's wounds again.

Roll #0 5 = 5



Keep shooting, I guess.

Roll #0 4 = 4


Alright, he should be down for now. And to make certain, I'll swap out my rifle for my pistol, and put one more shot into it.

Roll #0 6 = 6



Roll #0 9 = 9


"shiiit.." I look at our passengers. "can you make it into the building while we finish this boar off?" I get them as close as we can. '1d10+-1'

Roll #1 7 - 1 = 6


You pull out your ray pistol and shoot, but you merely catch one of the armored callouses on his back.

You shoot him in the stomach, and he roars in response. He's a bit more resilient than you might expect, though, and keeps moving around until….

Pera stretches out with her pistol and ends the boar's suffering with a well-placed shot that opens up the animal's bowels.

You swing around and drive up to the solar power station.

You all feel the boar's final assaults on your minds, desperate as he slips into oblivion. The boar dies a moment later.


Okay. Crisis averted. I'll relax a little.
"Gibson, can you hear me? Can you and Pera meet us up by the Power Station? Belle might need your help fixing the truck, after what that boar did to it."


I pant for a second, then turn my attention to Gibson
"…Are you okay?! W-What were you even doing wandering off on your own?"
Check him over

Roll #0 9 = 9


"I can handle it.. but it would be nice to see them safely back.." I hop out and examine the damage. '1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7


I shoot it one more time for good measure and crawl out of the boat and onto the ground, panting.
"…I'm not even going to comment."
I check myself over. How bad is the wound?

Roll #0 4 = 4


I jump out of the truck and run over to the dead boar to examine it for any weak spots and vital areas in case we ever fight another one.
Using Doctorate here.

Roll #0 10 + 2 = 12


"W-What'd I do?"

"We're coming…!"


"Nothing. Never mind."
I get up and stretch.
"…And thanks."


He's, miraculously, unwounded. You, however, are still bleeding from the boar's first assault upon you.

It's pretty bad, but fixable. The truck's roof is about thirty meters to the north now, but you can probably weld it back on. A tusk went through the front of the truck, but didn't hit anything very important. It did deflate one of the tires, however. You'll need to patch that.

All considered, the truck's in good condition.

You're a bit winded, but no wounds are visible.

You scan the boar and find that, while it's exceptionally well-armored on its back, its underside is mostly soft and vulnerable.

Psychic qualities are less well-understood by pony science, but it seems like its psychic blasts could be blocked by a bit of aluminum. The truck and its plastic and steel weren't up to the task, though.

Your knowledge of its anatomy will give you a +1 to attacking it from now on.


"I just wanted to help andsorryIdidn'thelpmuchsorry"
I limp off to join the others


Right, I can probably fix this on my own. Lets get started. '1d10+2'

Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10


>You're a bit winded, but no wounds are visible.
>He bites your back as you run, and he takes a good chunk of flesh out


"Do any of you have any aluminum? And wasn't one of you a magical healer?"
I fiddle with my reanimation devise to cut off the flow of magic to my current minion and try to raise the boar.

Roll #0 4 + 2 = 6


Also I guess I follow her too.
"You did plenty… I got myself into this too."


Okay fine you have a wound. I guess I forgot to jot that down.

You quickly patch up the tire. It inflates on its own.

You drag over the truck's roof and weld it to the roof with your omni-tool.

Everything looks good. The truck is a bit crumpled now, and there's a big hole up front, and much of the bumper is gone, but it will run fine.

Sunshine speaks up. "Yes, if anyone needs healing, I can provide it."


Did I raise that boar?


"I-I wanted to save you like you saved me and all I did was yell and scream and a whole lot of nothing.."
I whimper

I hobble over
"I could use some healing please… if you don't mind."


"I could use some healing too… nng."
I walk over there, wincing.


I give Boltzy a high hoof and trot over to Pera, Gibson and Sunshine. "I could try an herbal remedy if you like.. The truck is good to go for the ride back."


Oh, right, sorry

You cut the magical energy flowing to your minion. He falls to the ground, dead again.

You plug in the reanimator to the boar. He twitches and jerks as he is birthed into unlife. He rises to his feet.

You hear Honeybee scream and cry inside the truck.

It's difficult to manage the giant boar. His attacks will be made at -1. He may be able to manage a psychic blast, but that will be made at -2.

Sunshine nods and musters a healing spell.

"Pera looks worse off. I'll get to you in a moment, Gibson."

Roll #1 10 + 2 = 12


"Can you heal this alien boar monster? It's brain is important to science."

I scowl and shake my head while muttering.
"Why do aliens always have to be so difficult?"


I'll groan at hearing Honeybee's shriek.
"Clinic, did you have to do that now?"
Trundling out of the back of the truck, I'll head over to the passenger side of the truck and look in through the window.
"You alright in there, Honeybee?"


"Gibson.. If you don't mind I'll try to make you feel better." natural remedy.. '1d10'

Roll #1 7 = 7


Honeybee shakes her head and keeps her eyes hidden behind her hooves.

The bleeding gash on your belly magically sews itself up. You feel invigorated. Even your brain feels fine again.

You rub a salve into Gibson's back. It numbs the pain and disinfects the wound. You bandage the wound, and he's as good as new.


"What? Is she scared of this still?"

I walk over to where she is.

"You don't have to worry much. It listens to me now so it probably won't attack us."


Spaghetti roll

Roll #0 4 = 4


I'll just shake my head at Clinic.
"You want me to keep you company in there?"


"I- uh- th- thanks!"
I awkwardly chuckle and rub the back of my neck.

Roll #0 3 = 3


She opens her eyes and looks at the boar. Its dead-eyed stare and the entrails hanging out of its eviscerated abdomen cause her to scream again. She covers her eyes and hides under the console.

If you had pockets, there'd be some pasta falling out right now. But now, naked to everyone, and with a pretty mare massaging your back, you feel the blood rush towards your meager party parts.

She shivers and shakes but doesn't respond.


I scratch my head with a hoof.
"In whe-oh you're talking to the filly."

I look at the rest of the group.

"What now? I want to get this alien on ice as soon as I can."

"And can someone please patch it up for me?"


I'll sigh a little tiredly.
"Clinic, can you at least tidy that thing up?"
Then I'll climb into the cab and give her a reassuring pat('1d10').
"Hey, it'll be fine. We should actually probably be getting you to the ship. Don't know what else might pop up around here."

Roll #1 3 = 3


Oh dear
I walk over there.


"T-Thank you!"
I pat myself down and look myself over


Sunshine eyes you. "This is only because we need all the help we can get." He tries to heal the boar.

She squirms away from you. "Let's go!"

It's much less arousing.

Roll #1 4 = 4


"Is that the foal?"
I peek inside the truck.
"…You brought it here?"


"Well of course.. I'm just glad your safe now.." I blush a little at having touched your naked back. "so.. you took my suggestion back there and just distracted it?" I slowly go back to the truck with him.


Well, I'm probably too exhausted to be a safe driver, so I shall deputize Sunny for this.
"Hey Sunny, you know how to drive, right? I don't suppose you could drive Honeybee here back to the ship, where she'll be safe?"


"I'm no good at putting things back together. I'm great at autopsies though."


"Yeah, well.. we couldn't just leave her there, it wasn't safe."


"Huh?… Oh, yeah. I threw my uniform at it.Stupid thing nearly choked on it."
"I could drive you know. I'm a good driver when I'm not being fired at!"
"Is it… scared?"


"It's a she, Gibson, and she has a name. And don't think I've forgotten about scolding you for running off half-cocked. Luckily for you, I'm too tired right now to really let you have it, so be happy."


"Of course she is, Clinic is in here with us." I laugh a bit. "Well at least it worked, even if you are a bit chilly now.. "
"I know you like to drive so if you're feeling better go for it."

I set down Boltzy next to Honeybee. "Hey cheer up.. nothing bad is going to happen to you.."


I awkwardly shuffle up to Belle
"C-Can I pet him?"


"What's so scary about me?"
I climb in to the back of my truck and have my minion do the same, but facing away from the rest of the group.


The boar is far too large to fit in the truck. He'll have to travel alongside.


>but facing away from the rest of the group

Roll #1 1 = 1


"I said I was sorry for it!…"
I hop in the drivers seat.
"So uh… what's your name?"


"Oh.. nevermind.. just don't bring your new pet in here, I can only fix this thing so many times in one day.."


I do nothing but stare


She peeks out from behind her hooves and looks you over before realizing that you're not a monster.

"Honeybee," she says.


I look a little surprised. "Well, if that's okay with boltzy, then I suppose.." I look to Boltzy and she nods. "Go ahead Pera."


"I'm, uh, Gibson. Nice to meet you, Honeybee."
I awkwardly pause for a few moments as I come up with a topic to talk about.
"Do you, uh, like music?"


I will place my face into my hooves at this point.
"Fair warning, Honeybee, Gibson there has a rather… odd taste in music."


"Uh huh…"
I nod and keep staring


"Yeah. Yeah, I like music!"

She's still obviously shaken by what just happened, but she has stopped covering her face up, at least.


"Can we drive a bit slower so it can keep up?"
I command it to follow the truck and look over my shoulder at the group.
"And can one of you please try healing it again? I can't have it falling to pieces during the trek back."


"That's… nice. What kind of, uh, music, do you like?"
"You just hate it because it's foreign, that's all!"


"Oh, what, like Griffon music? I don't like that stuff. Gawain always played that at the commissary. It's loud."

"I like, um….
"I like everything but Griffon music and Country!"


"No, I hate it because they sound like they're singing on helium."


I notice her, but don't quite see where her gaze is going.
"What is it? Do I have something on my back?"


I drool a bit

Roll #0 10 = 10


I turn around and awkwardly walk over to Belle to pet Boltzy


"Hey, its as bad as that Diamond Dog stuff. At least these songs have some real singing to them, and are really cute sometimes.."


"Griffon music and country… do you want to listen to some music?"
A small smile appears on my face.
"They're very talented singers!"
"See, Belle has the right idea!"


"I think we should get going…
"But yeah put something on!"


I'll roll my eyes.
"Instrumentals are good enough for me."


"Yeah, sure.. should I drive us back? " '1d10' to turn on the radio to some 'griffon music'
I nod to Boltzy and have her jump on to your shoulder.

Roll #1 10 = 10


"Alright, let's go then! And let me ju-"
Overriding that shit and playing some better music.

Roll #0 9 + 2 = 11


"Nuts? What are nuts doing on my-ohhhh."

I smile to myself and remain in the same position.



"Ahh… s-so cute~"
I pet Boltzy for a bit, then hand her back

"Oh wow… I know this one…"


You turn on the radio. There aren't any radio signals. But if there were, the local griffon affiliate would likely be playing something like this:

She bobs her head up and down and smiles and claps.


Alright, well, if we're going to roll out, we'd better get to it.
Are Lucky and Sunny back in/on the truck?


And with that, I drive us back!
..Assuming everyone's here.

Roll #0 9 = 9


I'm in already.



Where are you driving to?


"…Where am I driving too again? Back to the ship to drop off Honeybee, right?"


"And the boar alien."


I nod
"She needs a safe place to stay…"


I shrug and bob my head to this, I softly hum along.
I smile. "I know, I'm just lucky I went into engineering, I was able to get the little gal new limbs and even a replacement eye before she.. you know.. It was just really lucky.."


"Yes. She'll be safer there."
As an afterthought, I'll remember to actually radio the captain to tell her we're coming.
"Home base, this is landing party, do you read. We're bringing the survivor to the ship for safekeeping, over."


I give you a strange look. "Why are we dropping off a boar that you can maybe control, at the ship?"


"And we have a piece of wildlife too!"


"Oh.. then she's really lucky to have a friend like you!"
I smile


"Roger, come on home."

"S-survivor?" Honeybee says timidly.

You drive back to the Drifter and park the truck in the main cargo bay. Rosewater is waiting for you with a few of the crewmembers.

"First of all, leave the experiment off the ship, Clinic."

"Second, what do you have to report? Where is everypony in the colony?"


"Respectfully speaking, Ma'am, I'd like to not go into that in front of Honeybee here. Can we get someone to show her her quarters?"


"Because I can only maybe control it. But more importantly than that, I don't want it's brain damaged by fighting.

"B-but it's brain is advanced enough to be capable of psychic emissions! Aren't we a research vessel? This thing needs researching!"


"Yea, but it goes both ways. I'm lucky to have her around too. She's gotten really smart too, she can solve all kinds of puzzles." I say proudly.


I stand respectfully, "The situation is bad, can I have permission to escort the survivor to a room and then proceed to debriefing?" I ask politely


I nod at you. "Well, we should research its remains.. makes me a little uneasy to see it standing still.."


"I'm only keeping it alive so it can crawl into a cryolocker. I don't want to try moving that thing's corpse around by myself."


"Yeah… is she okay being by herself though?"


"She'll stay with me for right now."
Rosewater points at Guillaume, the griffon steward. He leads Honeybee towards the exit. She waves at you before running back to give Gibson, Pera, Belle, and Hotshot a hug.

"Fine. Put it in the cryo bay. But I don't want it wandering around my ship."

The cryo bay is further down the cargo section. You could easily drop it off there, if you want.

"Guillaume will handle it. Debriefing is now. Tell me what the hell happened out there."


"Thank you, mam. Can I cut it's brain out and exper-examine it once we get off-world?"


"Well, you know about the ambush on the outskirts of town, and that the… cultists, I guess, committed suicide during interrogation.
"We did get a little information out of Honeybee, though. Apparently, the rest of the settlement vanished, or were attacked, some time ago. She's been living in the ruins of her house ever since. Also, we aren't the only ones here today, as she saw another ship touchdown before she locked herself inside her home."


"Do whatever you want, Clinic. Just leave me out of it."


I chuckle and hug her back with a hoof, smiling.
"Well, w-"
"What he said."


"Oh! And the power was cut. Definite sabotage.
Went to repair, encountered the boar-thing you see outside."


I look down at the ground and lower my eyes
"The ponies that attacked us… I couldn't understand what they were saying. Sorry…"


"Yes mam thank you mam! Come on, piggy!"
I take it to the cryobay and get it stored in the same place I keep my other experiments.

Do I have any other experiments around or will I have to go back to the town to grab a body?

Roll #0 2 = 2


I nod.


"The boar is what banged up the truck so badly, luckily I was able to get it running again." are there any parts I can use to make it a little better here?


You don't have anything big. You only managed to take a few alien birds, worms, rodent-like creatures, etc. from the various worlds the Drifter visited so far on the voyage.

"There's plenty of stuff to fix the truck. Get to it when you can, Belle."

"So, the settlement is gone, the ponies who attacked you all killed themselves, and the only remaining colonist doesn't have much to say about it other than that another ship came here sometime today."

"I find that last bit a little difficult to believe, spacers. If there were another ship here, we probably would have detected it when we came into the system. Hard to hide a power signature that big."

"Still, do you have any idea where the rest of the colonists are?"


I shake my head. "not a clue."


"WE couldn't get much out of Honeybee, Ma'am. Her parents hid her in the fields when whatever attacked or took the rest of the settlers rolled through. I thought it prudent to bring her here so that she'd be safe while we continued searching for the rest of the settlers."


I shake my head.
…Also, is there a box of spare uniforms around anywhere?


I walk back to the cargo bay and wait for the others.
"I'm not sure if the others told you or not, mam, but I tried interrogating the ponies that attacked us after we died and wasn't able to get anything that made sense. With your permission I can return to the colony and perform autopsies on the corpses to try and determine the cause of their odd behavior."


"I saw a few tracks heading north from the town… but I'm not sure if that's any help. Sorry."


There's some work overalls in a closet nearby.

"Well, I can try asking her some questions, maybe."

"Now that is real evidence, Pera. I'm glad somepony, er somegoat, was paying attention out there."

"Do it. We need all the intelligence we can get. I'm not leaving here until we find out what happened."


I sigh. "Can we at least get a gun for the truck in case we run into more boars?"


"Oh! T-Thanks!"


"Yes mam."
I go to my lab and start packing the various tools and bits of technology I will need to perform an autopsy. I also stop by the mess and grab enough aluminum foil for myself, the others, and a couple ponies extra in case we find more survivors. Once I have everything I return to the cargo bay.

"Ready to go when everyone else is."


"Ma'am, yes ma'am. We'll head out almost immediately."


"This is a merchant ship, Belle. We don't have any heavy weapons onboard. If you can find something, go ahead, but we're not equipped with anything like that."


"Okay, there's roughly another 12 hours of daylight out there. I want you all to go get refitted and you'll go out again in a few hours."


Probably until Wednesday or Friday, depending.

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