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Some people live in their old ways, set in how keeping to tradition is why things kept for so long.

Some people are quick to embrace the new and unknown, convinced that evolution is all that matters.

Some people have abandoned reason as they watched their world ripped asunder and smash into realities thought to be only in the imagination.

Exceptional people of these beliefs have dealt with their realm bleeding into others by fast becoming saviors, diplomats, leaders, caretakers, salvagers, scavengers, conquering heroes or scheming villains. Throughout the world, every expanding inch of it, opportunities are popping up for these exceptional people to prove themselves; for profit or charity…

Somewhere in a great underground dungeon made of steel and glass are some of these people who are quickly meeting back-to-back as they face tribals carrying spears and blugeons from all directions!
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You heal yourself enough that the pain becomes a slight stinging. The humanoid is gone from this place. 4/5 Hits

You hear the thing quickly going on all fours towards the West hallway, it will be there next turn!


"My mistake dear."


"Wait, hey, who are you?"


I get a little annoyed at the thing fleeing, and decide to check this room for valuable things instead. '1d10'

Roll #1 4 = 4


I'll quickly move back to the western door. Torch-first.
"Questions can wait until after this thing is dead."

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"I'm beginning to actually think that…." Veta thinks over what Teal says about weapons and such.
"Well, maybe, I guess. Though I don't think my sweet-talking has been all that great. It just got me punched in the face a lot, last time I checked."


"Aye, which is why i need t'find some better way o'holdin me own. Ye can't rely on the crew fer everythin, need t'be strong enough t'handle a brawl by meself, ideally."



"Mmm… you know, usually, I'd just propose us girls doing some good ol' shopping. Helps lift the spirit, for sure. I'm down for it if you are. However, given the circumstances, I think I have an even better idea. See, it actually ties to what I've mentioned to Risky about getting the VR persona swapped. A certain archetype caught my eye that I've been meaning to try out eventually ever since. That is, a hardlight construct manipulator. Meaning, in a VR simulation, me and the party I'm in wouldn't be limited to the weapons we choose at the beginning. I plan to try out a lotta positions outta my tech wishlist. If you're not sure what do you -exactly- want right from the get go, I can get you a ton of nice stuff to try out. From cryoblasters, to incendiary grenade launchers, to portable siege lasers. You'll be able to take your time seeing what suits your style and once you decide, we'll simply track it down and buy it here in the city. What do you say?"


Veta just stares at Teal, blinking as she tries to make sense over everything she was just saying. As she keeps talking, Veta puts her head back down on the counter and rubs her head where she feels it hurt the most. When the question came, Veta just gave a thumbs up, not sure what to say nor what the hell she just explained to her.



"Ah, I reckon you just need a change of perspective, Risky. Gotta go back to the roots to see anew, if you know what I'm saying. That or, eh, just gotta get us together on a few more missions. Order some, blast others, the usual. We're still relatively fresh. We'll fine in no time. And this VR tournament is just what I feel we're in need of now.."


Teal scrunches.
But she goes with it.

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The landis rife with conflict as the goddess Concord and the god Discord are forever at odds with one another in a constant struggle, thus true harmony can only be claimed by those who take it.

Name: Your identity.
Gender: Boy or girl?
Race: Each race has unique racial skills.
Class: Determines which skills you can take. Take a second class to become Multiclass.
Skills: You get 5 points to spend on skills. (3 if you are Multiclass)
Special Talent: Typically a +2 bonus to one skill.
Hits/Wounds: Nonlethal/lethal damage you can take.
Weapon and/or Catalyst: How you attack or cast spells.
Character Traits: Details that make your character unique, like looks, gear, and personality.



Gender: Girl
Class: Bard
Skills: Improvise, Heroism, Mimic sound.

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This is the thread for various one-shots relating to the PirateQuest which I run for the cytube group, not to be confused with other quests involving pirates.
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She listens patiently, looking slightly amused as Cutlass tells of her various mishaps. "Sounds like you have been through the wringer and then some, begorra," she remarks. "Still, it seems like you managed to do well for yourself, dealing with the Gates of Justice like that. I have never heard of any good coming of them myself. With all due respect," she says as an aside to the entourage of Gates agents in her crew. "I can only hope this new crew of yours manages to keep it together. For my part, I have no ill intent towards you or anyone here, so I see no reason to ever betray you."



"Betray me or abandon me, it'll happen one way or the other. It always does," Cutlass says bitterly.

Cutlass looks away, her face slightly red. "What does that mean, by the way?" she asks, suddenly, still not looking at Thessaly. "That thing you said at the end of your sentence."


She blinks. "Merely that you seem like a useful ally, for now," she answers plainly. "I have a feeling we will be good business partners. But do not get any droll ideas. I am only here out of convenience. Nothing more. I carve my own path, as I am sure you do as well."



"What?" Cutlass does a double-take. "No, I meant that word… beg-something?"


"Begorra? It is an exclamation used by my kin. It… It is difficult to explain what it means, really. I suppose it does not see much use anymore, now we're all but gone. Shame, really. The mother tongue will die if I do, as far as I am aware. I can only hope it does not."

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This is a FEMTO game. Information on it can be found here: https://pastebin.com/8shJWpxm
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A faint blush blooms across my cheeks, and I can't help but give a small smile. "Hah, thanks. Have to say, that's not something I ever expected to hear."


"Sure. You missed thr nitty gritty of ours, but I wouldn't mind hearing a bit about you." he says, stretching out a tad.


"Oh please, there was more to it than the simple jealousy of a minor noble."

"While he was as charming and handsome as colts of his stock are, i had no intention of being simply traded off as a power play! I had plans to gain control of my father's business, not to be some dowry to another family."

"..Though with me here i suspect they've signed the company over to my brother by now.." i add, contempt slipping through as my words trailed off.

"As ever, i am an open book, Rabi. Ask away and i'm certain i'll have an answer."


I glance down at my pockets and notice both my rats curled into little fuzzballs, sleeping. Careful not to wake them, I reach down and lightly scratch one of their tummies before looking back up at Silver, just barely not making eye contact.

I roll a couple of questions over in my head for a little bit. How does she know so much about poisons? Was she an assassin, or was she trained somehow? Are all nobles so good in combat? Finally I settle on one, clear my throat, and glance up at her. "What's your favorite kind of food?"


"Hmm? Favorite food?"

i look away for a moment, clearly confused, before looking back at you.

"It's certainly been a while, but a mixed salad was always a lovely meal. Fresh lettuce and spinach with leaves of kale, sliced fruits and vegetables like apples and tomato and toppings of bleu cheese and shelled sunflower seeds, oho what a taste!"

clearing my throat, i calm back down shortly.

"Something like that would be lovely. What about you? Surely you have a favorite as well, yes?"

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A timid fall sun shines above the Great Forest. Far down below near the ground, beneath a golden brown canopy, a caravan, too tiny for even Big Pony eyes makes its way through the bushes.

At the head, riding on a white kitty named Ribbon, is a courageous breezie named Fairweather. Foollowing behind, in a blue tunic with a gear emblem and wearing goggles is the genius tinker breezie Petilia.

They're very close now to their destination, the Big Pony village on the edge of the forest. Their missions is to obtain a Big Pony item of great value. Their contact in the city is an ex-Tinker, a toymaker by the name of Twinklebreeze.

Do you want to talk a bit and get back in the routine before making our way to town?
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"That place was mysterious… even now I'm tempted to go back and investigate that chamber. But it's probably best to put that chapter behind us."


Ribbon shakes himself off. But he looks slightly disturbed now. His battle standard got wet and dirty as well, making him look way less intimidating.


"Poor Ribbon. We should all take a well deserved rest. Well, first, let's rid ourselves of this moon dial and collect our payment. But then back to the inn."


As you walk away from the well, you hear one last mournful wind howl escape from the well.
While the Moondial is safely in your possession, whatever other secrets it might have held will be buried forever!



"I'm really curious about the light triggering the water, but its just not a good idea to investigate if we can't tell what's real in there."

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Post Sheets when you're ready.
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"Is she helping you read or reading it to you?" Shei scratches his chin as he makes the remark.



"S-same thing," Amy says as she blushes and waves a dismissive hoof.

"Anyway, you wanna celebrate your birthday?" she says with a smile. "I-I'm sorry I don't have a present for you," she adds with a frown.


"How long have we been studying?" Amy asks over her shoulder.


Disregarding all the obstacles in the way of your contest, you and LJ rush to meet one another, with LJ snorting and moo-ing with mock severity, thoroughly adopting the persona of a warrior on the battlefield. He attempts to butt you toward the doorway.


Hopper gives it his all.

"Did you look a bit like him?" River asks, gesturing to KP. "But I know what you mean. I never had time for romantic feelings. I was always more preoccupied with where my next bit of bread and drink was going to come from. Ironic that only after the world ends would I have time for… well, what's arguably the most important part of life."

Observer picks up the skull on his desk. Its eyes glow ominously. "Ol' Boney says he is on a date with River Spring," Observer says.

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Shei-Sher pats amy's head "You are trying, that's what counts."

>"I-I'm sorry I don't have a present for you,"

"Wha-a-at, no sorries, I did not tell anyone it was my birthday precisely because I did not want anyone making a fuss about it."

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Teal winces.

"Well, you keep taking those bets even when life's screwing you over and over again. Either you're a gambler at heart or you're a really tough nut to break, Veta. The best quality there is for a mercenary, really. Lesser would break by this point."


Pyrite offers the dog a bit of a glare, and shakes his head a little bit more. He doesn't feel like taking it much further, though, and instead looks back to Teal "S-So… arena, yeah? Do they provide some sorta… holo equipment?"



"Yeeah, that -was- a hard. I'm not gonna lie to your face or sugarcoat it. Usually you just lose one at first, not so many, alongside the ship no less. Sorry you had it to have it this, newbie. We're all in this pile of dirt together though. Don't have to crawl outta the shithole alone."


"I-I… alright. I-I'll try t' work past it, I guess T-Thanks, Teal." he says, giving her a soft nuzzle. He doesn't look much happier, but his tone's a little warmer.


"Heartwarming. Now can we go already? I'd like to go virtual and forget about all this shit for awhile some time today, please," Veta remarks, walking/caning off to the arena.

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The search for statues continues.
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Shrug. "its the only way I can think of to tell a bunch of ponies something so quickly, I can't exactly fly all over equestria in time."


"And how do you expect to garner great emotion?"


"Well, the strongest emotions are… rage, joy, sorrow, love.. So we just have to force one of these?"


Chell shakes her head.
"You cannot force emotions!"
The doctor nods.
"It would have to be quite the feat."


"You think not?" I grumble and rub my head. "It would take time to go see him in person."
"Maybe I just need to eat and then I can think of a better plan." I reply and lean back as if exhausted.

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