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 No.690299[Reply]

>After staying together for quite some time in your dreams, you and Luna finally leave to face Tiamat
>You both agree that you must face her in her prison to decrease the amount of lives lost should you fail and give the others a little more time, and prevent her possible escape should you choose to face her outside of the prison
>While Luna discusses this with Celestia, you visit a now healed Lucent with Baron
>Lucent doesn't want either you or Baron to go fight Tiamat, but you all say your goodbyes for you and Baron depart for the prison
>You meet up with Luna in Emperor Halberd's throne room and decide upon the following for your party
>Celestia, Luna, Baron, Pierce, and yourself
>Gold Heart, Thorn, and Halberd are to prepare troops and evacuate the city while you're away to prepare for Tiamat's arrival
>Starswirl will help how he can from outside the prison's maze
>Upon entering the maze, Starswirl helps to lead you to Tiamat's cell and leads her to you
>The final battle has begun

Luna and Celestia are carrying the Chains of Harmony through the air and attempting to restrain Tiamat's movement. Pierce's fireballs and Baron's magic blasts are having little effect on Tiamat, and there's a chance she could shoot another burst of fire again.

There has to be something you can do with the magical power you have. Figuring who you should help first might help you figure out how. The princesses are agile enough to avoid any of Tiamat's physical attacks for now, but you'll have to keep moving if you want to avoid any of her attacks on the ground. You assume her current raging state is the only thing keeping her from using her own magical ability to attempt to harm you much like Tiamat harmed Lucent.
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 No.692008

"G-gone?"

You feel weak, your body getting heavier by the second as more of the star's power leaves you.

You stumble forward, wanting to see for yourself what's happened to Baron, and end up falling on Luna for support. Fatigue creeps into your muscles and bones as she carries you toward Celestia, who is carrying Pierce. There, lying on the ground before you, is Baron's body, still and lifeless.

"His magic kept him safe from the heat, but the force of it carried all the way through," Celestia says, fighting back tears.

"He died protecting me," Luna says, tears streaming down her face. "He died protecting me."

She struggles to say the words again, kneeling next to Baron's body and she weeps.

"No one should have to die protecting me."

You roll off of Luna and fall to the ground, unable to hold yourself to her. As Celestia kneels next to Luna and does her best to comfort her, you hear your own voice calling out to you.
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 No.692009

>One week later

Baron's funeral service was held in Canterlot where he was given his own stained-glass window as part of the service. Lucent hadn't stopped crying until the day after the service. She was restign on a bench in one of the castle courtyards where they'd given Baron his own statue. Completely free of her armor and looking well-rested, she smiles at you.

"Is Princess Luna still busy?" she asks.

You've only seen bits and pieces of her outside of formal ceremonies, for you, her, Pierce, or Baron, and those moments were small kisses and "I love you"s to let both of you know you were still there for each other. She'd told you on more than one occasion that the two of you were taking a long vacation once things had been thoroughly sorted out.

"I'm glad everyone's doing well," she says and looks back at Baron. "It's gonna get pretty lonely without that grumpy old soldier keeping an eye on me every second of every day. In case you haven't been told already, I'm retiring from the Royal Guard."

 No.692010

"So what's next?" you ask her. "Something that keeps you close by, I hope?"

"Something like that," she says, laughing with her usual bubbly rasp that always reminds you of soda. "I'm gonna travel around Equestria for a while, doing shadow plays for the foals. See if I can't find myself a new home."

"A new home?"

"It's always been somebody and not something," Lucent tells you. "For the longest time it was Baron, and I thought my new one could be you."

Lucent nudges you playfully.

"You've got a nice home to make for yourself and Luna now, though," she says with a sigh.

>>31726979

"Baron made me promise that if anything ever happened to either of us, we'd take care of you."

"That sounds like something he'd do," Lucent smirks. "He knows I can take care of myself, he probably just wants to make sure that if I ever need anything, I don't get left hanging."

 No.692011

"How long before you head out?"

Luna's voice calls out to you from somewhere in the courtyard.

"I think that's my sign," she says with a laugh.

You ruffle her mane for a bit and she wraps you up in the biggest, tightest hug she can muster, nuzzling her head against your chest.

"I'll miss you," she says as she lets go. "I'll write you from the road and make sure to visit so you don't get worried."

Rising to her hooves, she leaps up into the air and flaps her wings.

"Take care of yourself and Luna," she tells you, and then dashes off out of the courtyard.

"I thought I heard voices," Luna says as she appears from behind a bush. "Pierce just left for Taloran. He says that the city and its dragons and ponies are all back to their everyday lives. Starswirl will be keeping a close eye on Tiamat's cell, but he does not think we will be hearing from her any time soon, or ever again."
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 No.692012

>>692011
"At least a thousand years"

"And one thousand after that," she kisses your cheek, "and one thousand after that."

Luna gives you a long and lingering kiss as the two of you sink deeper into the bed and into each others embrace. Neither of you are sure of what tomorrow will bring, what dangers or adventures will be waiting for you, but for now, the least both of you can do is wish for this moment to last forever.

The End.



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 No.691067[Reply]

Rhanna

It was not long after departing the Highlands, mushrooms in tow, that you made landfall in southern Equestria. The wilds between cities, it reminded you a lot of the wilderness in which your old den lay. In many ways you had come full circle, in the most obvious: literally. With your arrival back in Equestria, you have officially circumnavigated the world, meeting all sorts of individuals along the way.

Old Ram MacMeal has called for a meeting - mandatory. Everyone's going to be there, except Professor Steve, who is still working on the filters made from the mushrooms for the final design. That still leaves you, Flapjack, Gunny, and the Ram himself, though.
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 No.691301

>>691300
Roll once for sneakiness and once for gliding! (also don't forget you can collect your pirate dice, 3d10 choose two)

 No.691302

>>691301
'1d10' sneaky breezy
'1d10' gliding

'3d10' yarr dice

Roll #1 3 = 3 / Roll #2 5 = 5 / Roll #3 4, 6, 4 = 14

 No.691303

I'll just take the 6 and 4 and use a six to help sneaking.
'1d6'

Roll #1 6 = 6

 No.691304

>>691302
>>691303
Critical! With the added weight of Horosha, though, you glide down and land at the giant paw of the diamond dog that looms above you. They seem a lot bigger and scarier when they're ninjas instead of shopkeepers! Fortunately you manage to go unseen, and the dog hurries onward up the mountain trail, leaving the two of you behind, lost in the forest of grass, to catch your breath with a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately all your stuff is soaked. You can't fix Horosha's size until all your gear dries out, that means the two of you are spending the night as two tinies in a scary jungle.

 No.691305

>>691304
I better look for a nook to hide in, let's just hope there are no spiders or mice!



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 No.689017[Reply]

Bit of a warning here, but the Internet is fickle where I live and tends to go out for no reason at all for brief to extended periods of time. I'll do what I can to restore it if it does go out. Thank you for your patience and I hope you're all doing well.

It's been 2 years…

At least that's what it feels like. After you and Luna fell asleep, the two of you met up again in your dreams. It was here that Luna explained to you the full potential of Heart Song and Kris' hideaway. Time outside of it stood still for as long as the door was sealed and two beings were inside. This allowed whoever used it as much time as they wished to be with the one they loved without any consequences that time might take on they body, and without the world going on without them.

This coupled with Luna's powers over dreams meant that the two of you could essentially live your lives here and explore whatever worlds or possibilities your minds could imagine together. The thought of abandoning the world outside and spending eternity dreaming with Luna was tempting, and Nightmare Moon and made this offer on more than one occasion, but you both knew that you'd have to take care of Tiamat eventually. Leaving things as they were wouldn't feel right to either of you.

Two years was nothing more than a moment to someone who lived over one-thousand, but it was a good moment, and one she would always remember.

The two of you awoke, clinging to each other and taking in everything you both could offer. The desire to fade back into your dreams was almost impossible to resist with Luna resting in your arms. With one more kiss, lingering as long as the two of you could allow, you and Luna gathered up the strength to leave.

"You chose a convenient time to awaken," Luna said and paused for a moment to take a deep breath of the cool night breeze that blew by, her mane restrained by the hairband you'd gifted her. "Celestia should be raising the sun soon, then we head for Halberd's throne room to discuss further planning and preparation."
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 No.690158

>>690156
>>690153

>Your magical ability gives you plenty of options, all of which are only limited to your imagination and your actual skill.

 No.690159

Gosh, the worst Baron is ever going to do to her will be chipping a scale
Wondering if you could actually do chip one of her scales

 No.690160

okay lads, brainstorm. Doubles are good and we aren't going to hurt her in any way unless we do something smart.
Who's for making a Double ride baron and make him run around and act as bait while we fly around and taunt her

 No.690161

>>690153
I'm pretty sure she's pissed enough to want anything that resembles us obliterated

 No.690162

Calling it for the night. New session next time.



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 No.668001[Reply]

A cloaked figure trudges along the snow laden path as he eyes the walled settlement upon the hill…

Another day I walk this land, the wood buildings built upon stone foundations, Greater cities existed before this very spot and an even greater one will be built after this one is burned to ash and scattered to the wind. I hope that there is a warm place to lay my head…

 No.668005

>>668001
I know we're using S10, but is there anything apart from standard creation rules we should be aware of?

 No.668006

>>668005
No, You can just create your character.

 No.689946

I'm here guys.



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 No.688652[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Another one of London's famous fogs covers the streets as Edward Sullivan makes his way to the George's Court Pub. The streets are bustling with scruffy laborers carrying equipment and stone, while the housewives are going from store to store haggling for whatever food they can get. On the street there's an old filthy man with only one leg begging.

A certain uneasiness has fallen over the greatest city in the world after the war. While the Great War ended in victory, the effects are still felt in daily life.

As you open the door, Edward steps from the fog outside to the smog of cigarettes and pipes. Old men are drinking a pint while playing cards and a red haired with a voluptuous figure keeps the ale flowing.

At the table in the corner, Edward sees the figure he's looking for. An older man with a white beard dressed in a costume that must have been top of the line ten years ago.
He's accompanied by another man…

Perhaps you both could briefly describe how you look and introduce yourself.
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 No.689720

>>689719
He says he's looking forward to reading it.

 No.689721

>>689718
"Write some articles, but not sure… hat about you?"

 No.689722

>>689721
"Going home, back to Cairo."

 No.689723

>>689722
"What are you planning to do there?"

 No.689724

End of the adventure



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 No.689413[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Titans used to speak your name with fear, oh how quick time passes. Upon a gentle wind do the wonders of newer heroes get carried, so far and wide have they replaced your works. The life of an adventurer-retired is peaceful, tranquil, and well afforded. Such is the tradeoff for not dying with no one to mourn your passing. Unfortunately, this cannot continue as a threat unknown to these generations arises. Out here by shoreline of the Equestrian provinces there’s little need for any sell sword for civilized ponies, so when idle gossip and caravan word picks up about approaching danger it’s time to worry.

It is morning and a familiar bonnet wearing mare is politely knocking on your door, Ms. Carrot Juice.
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 No.689528

>>689527
Silver Lane lands next to you, burnt with her cooked mane jutting behind.

"Got a few good scars out of this, but we'll live. Oh I want to explode, we just stood hoof to hoof against your old foe! THINK OF THE LEGEND!! WHOOO!"

 No.689529

>>689528
"I'm thinking more of the cleanup. And the fact I don't have to relocate my house."
Chuckle a bit.
"But try to leave me out of this story, if you can? My time in the spotlight is long over."

 No.689530

>>689529
"Yea that retired life looked like a boon from here! Hahah, you know that someone will include you in this story even if we don't. Right? Anyway, we're gonna stay around to see if someone'll pay for this. You're welcome to sit and tell us stories if you want! That house ain't going nowhere."

It's around afternoon as the dome disintegrates and several more groups of adventurers come wandering in.

 No.689531

>>689530
"Well, what did you want to hear about? If you've been following me since the Wendigo, you probably know most of them."
I should probably make sure no one touches it. Last thing we need is for all our work to get undone because of one touchy chronomancer.
If nothing else, I can hire one of these groups to act as guards until the experts from Canterlot make it out here.

 No.689532

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>>689531
Hearing stories not just about your successes, but about the preparations in between-adventures made this group's day. With several other groups stationed nearby, guarding this self-made tomb wasn't difficult. A small processing unit from the Provincial capital teleported in, haphazardly touched the materials to everyone's horror, and concluded that there were no life signs coming from Star Whisper here. The trip home, like any trip this far from the border, is quiet. Peaceful, glowing myconids standing as tall as your leg dot the wilderness. The day after is a sore affair made easier with magic, seeing that Carrot Juice's friends have time to wisen up upon listening in on Silver Lane's heroic deeds against the "Whispering Star," informing lumber yards and cleanup employment of damage done, and undoing all the wards with a clear mind.

After this things were quiet again, and a week later a familiar bonnet-wearing pony knocks politely on your door.



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 No.685493[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Statues, flowers trees and more!
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 No.689125

>>689124
You surface with a gasp, drawing in some of that much needed oxygen. The stormy sea can hardly be called calm, but you spot her, quickly grabbing her before she sinks.
You see a strange glow around your body, and it feels much lighter…
Someone from the ship got both of you!

 No.689126

>>689125
"The egg! What happened to the egg?" I shout franticly in my low oxygen confusion.

 No.689127

>>689126
"She's got it!"
The unicorn says, and you can see that Justine is clutching it, being pulled out of the sea by some fellow crewmates.
The captain is laid out onto the deck, coughing up water mixed with blood, but you hear the cracking of bones as the last of the empowerment leaves her statue, righting her body again.
She stays down too, unconcious.

 No.689128

>>689127
"Good.. we might make it out alive.." gaze up at the storm a moment as i go to make sure the ladies didn't drown.

 No.689129

>>689128
You see both of them are fine.
…maybe not fine. Far from fine, actually. But they are alive.
You are alive.

That's the last thought before you fall unconcious from the strain.



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 No.683231[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

This is a sci fi game using FEMTO. Information on it can be found here: http://pastebin.com/pf0hnWFi
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 No.688189

>>688185
She cowers slightly, but then meekly nods and disappears through a door. After a minute or two, she returns with a familiar orange cylindrical bottle. "H-here you go, ma'am."


>>688187
Scrum thinks for a moment. "Hm. Well, I'm no engineer, nor a fighter, but I can pilot a ship just fine. 'Specially the Moonstruck. Know all the secret compartments that Redgrave weren't able to find. Plus, I'd say I'm well connected. I know people what know people, y'know? Can get you into places, get favors from friends of friends." He takes a final swig of his gin and tonic. "Can cook pretty well too, with the right stuff." He shrugs.

>>688188
>>688187
A panel opens on the robot, and a third appendage hands you both a small data pad. From the lunch menu, you can choose from the following:
>Caesar salad
>Fruit salad
>Chicken, beef, lamb or vegetarian burger
>Beef rump with mashed potatoes
>Chicken salad
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 No.688192

test post please ignore

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 No.688326

Guys, I am unable to turn on my pc and my default phone net is barely working, to the point where this site loads ~15 min. At least the former was not an issue until today. Can't really play like this, sorry.

 No.688330

>>688326
Got it, will run in the new thread next week.

>>688329
>>688329
>>688329



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 No.686974[Reply]

The colthunt to find the cursed young zebra who is responsible for the heavy snowfall and ice covering everything around the once thriving zebra coastal city.
Unfortunately, this meant that Curry had to rush to Felfire and the colt and his uncle, heading off through the barren, icy wastes to find the witch doctor responsible.

The journey was hard and unforgiving, but the cave where she dwells was found eventually.
Unfortunately, the cold outside did not leave any room for leaving anyone outside to wait, which turned out to be lucky once the evil enchantress has turned up.
By all accounts, she was more monster than pony or zebra at this point, only voodoo magic keeping her undead form from revealing itself.
However, the power of Felfire's dagger has sapped those necromantic energies and absorbed it, leaving the undead hag to die after the battle with Curry.
The colt, excitedly, rushed outside, only to dejectedly see that the death of the witch has not lifted the curse and the cold was still to persist. His uncle told him it is alright, embracing him in a hug as he said how sorry he was. No one even saw him pull the blade he sunk into the heart of the child, quickly turning it onto his own throat right afterwards.
Still, as Felfire rushed to his side and even as his blood colored the snow around him red, he smiled as the super-imposed cutie mark faded and he saw the snowflakes from the sky disappear. The last one to have fallen landed on his muzzle as he closed his eyes and breathed his last.
However, the dagger stirred with power. It whispered in unspeakable tongues to Felfire, telling her she can atone for every sin and make everything alright. The dark magic left no room for arguments, coursing outwards from the artifact into an eldritch flash.
Once the magic subsided, the colt coughed and breathed again. Felfire felt as if a great weight has been lifted from her soul and the dagger has fallen silent… still, she could not bring herself to get rid of it, her very body aching any time it got too far away from her even in it's dormant state.
All of this obviously made the walk back rather awkward, and the colt, despite all odds, managed to be happy with his entire family gone, knowing he can start anew.
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 No.687769

>>687768
I'll bow my head.
"In your service, now and forever."

 No.687770

>>687769
Luna spreads her wings, floating upwards a bit, and you see your mother approach, her horn glowing.
"Present thine horn, Curry."

 No.687771

>>687770
Raise my horn into position.

 No.687772

>>687771
She leans hers close until they almost touch, the blue glow from hers spreading over to you…
The glow of her magic turns a pale white, like the butterlfy wings…

While you feel your own magic to be bolstered, and you feel it inside your heart and soul…
You… did it, you became the Guardian of the Moon!
You inherited a part of Princess Luna's magic!
Not only that, but your horn now glows the same soothing blue as hers, not of your own!

 No.687773

>>687772
I'll feel a surge of pride for a moment, but I can't let that run out of control. I'll smile, though.
Once I'm sure that part of the ritual's over, I'll raise my head.



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 No.684981[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

When we last left our hero and her tagalong courier and sharpshooter, they narrowly avoided a class of young donkeys being taken by pregnant mother jenny to visit the minority shrines. Here, the lords of Abeardeen permit the jennies to continue their worship of whatever faith they had before coming to this place. The largest and most active shrine was for Celestia, but they have shrines for all the major pantheons, even a cobweb-covered, ill-tended one for the Doggic Pantheon, which Klava, your sapper, snorts at.

Your options are clear: brave the crypt which no doubt is filled with ghosts of heroes' past, or go above and sneak through the dairy refinery. One way or the other, you've got to get to the skull keep of Abeardeen Fortress.

You know from your scouting that the jenny Cation lives up near the top of it, who was a smalltime performer before, but she rapidly shot up in the world with the smaller audience pool and became an 'idol' - a very popular performer. You were hoping to convince her to put on a show, which would distract all the donkeys so you could sneak out Adel.
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 No.687275

>>687274
He gives you another squeeze. "It's okay to tell me those things, okay? I want to be here for you. Out there on adventures, I was no good at that stuff, but I've been noble for all my life. These things are more manageable to me than deer cults controlling the weather or demons infesting a shrine. So… talk to me, alright?"

 No.687276

>>687275
Sniffle again, and then giggle a bit.
"Okay. But just so you know, I have got a lot of questions about courtly manners. And how I'm going to politely ask the chefs to rein it in a little, otherwise I'll never fit in the aisle, let alone the dress."
Smile a little weakly, gripping his hoof softly.
"Do you think, maybe tonight after dinner, we can have a nice talk, just the two of us? We could walk around the garden for a while, or find a nice spot to sit and chat. That'd be good, right?"

 No.687454

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>>687276
Taking out his tape, he urges you up against the wall, "Marina, there's no dress I can't make bigger, and what kind of fiance would I be if I cared what you looked like?"

He wraps the measure around your belly, "You've already looked past so much for me – don't you know I've always done the same? I want you to be happy. You're never going to look like they want you to, because you're always going to have fins and lunar jewelry. So don't worry about the dress. I will make it fit you. And tomorrow, instead of princess luncheons, why don't I take you to meet my friends instead?"

It's quite a shift from before. Being the daughter of Mera, you always had to be strong - be the one for others to lean on. It only felt natural to have to support Cumin in all his weaknesses and imperfections. But now that you're in a life totally alien, it's a relief to have someone you can trust to lean on too.

 No.687455

>>687454
"I… I'd like that."
Smile a little, though I'll inwardly wince at the amount of tape he's spooling out to get around my stomach. When did I get so huge? This just means that, after the ceremony, I'll have to start burning off this gut. Knowing I can count on Cumin like this really puts me at ease, and even though the events of earlier still sting, it's so much less now.
"Still, I really have to ask how you got so good as a tailor! When did you find the time to practice?"

 No.687456

>>687455
"Well, I was going to have to admit to who my friends were some time before tomorrow anyway…"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M0RNeyjmaE0

The next day, Cumin would take you to meet the "sewing circle" he was a part of here in Manehatten before moving to Autumnsreach. Amongst them, Stella, the dressmaker you met at the great shopping center the first time you visited. It's a relief to be away from judging eyes and meeting ponies who aren't there because of any obligations. You had asked Cumin, previously, for lessons in sewing – and it's a fun activity to bond over, but you quickly turn up hopeless at it. It's one thing to navigate utensils with practice, but the needles are just too small.

As the days passed, it became easier to cast off the expectations of appearances and princesshood. With Cumin at your side, you visited Baldric's fishing pond, and cast off your fancy dress to go for a swim! The three of you laughed as you broke the water with a huge mackerel in tow. Feeling like home again already.

Days swimming by, the two of you spending more and more hours together, invitations out across the sea and many returned. This new life, of forgetting everyone else's expectations and focusing on just your love, seemed so idyllic and peaceful. Perfect. Until one last letter arrived. One that demands appearances and acting. The kind that shrinks your pupils and rocks you to the core, and makes you lean on those close to you.

RSVP for one

Eternal God-Empress of Equestria, Defender of Prance, Germany, Great Bridle, Poneland, Lethuania, Snowborder, Crystalheart, Grand Duchess of Everfree, Overlord of Witherloo, Holy Successor to the Imperial Throne of Trotantium, True Ruler-In-Absentia of Colonial Dixie, Chief Claimant to Cabelleria, Defender of the Faithful, the Redeemer, the Light of Dawn, Princess Celestia


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