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 No.667317[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

It's been a long few days for our intrepid group. Confessions, murders, and a fair number of kidnappings can be tossed into one hectic week, and no one knows how much longer it is going to go on for.

Our intrepid adventurers are headed homeward tonight, after succesfully completing scouting and retrieval missions. Now they're all in a too small apartment with too many people.

Cita: To the normal eye, she was just a kidnapped Gryphon who worked for a shipping company. She's a bit bulkier than you, since she had money to spend on proper nutrition and then some.

Yura: A much younger, fresher clone meant to protect Providence, a sickly Jenny. Much harder to approach.

Acino: A clone whose feather and fur style makes her resemble a hen more than a hawk. She's been quiet for most of this. Missing the left, front leg.
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>>684109
"Who are you?" One of them asks, a clone now sporting a more Pony like muzzle.

"Where are?" Another with a hoof leg asks.

 No.684111

>>684110
"Hawknia. I'm Hawknia. You don't look hurt. Will you help get the others to the surface level for rescue?"

 No.684112

>>684111
"Yeah, but what happened? Do you know what happened to my family, my children?" Another chimera clone asks as a few start heading towards the elevator.

 No.684113

>>684112
"I don't have those answers." I say simply.
And motion for them to follow, pointing them toward injured clones on the pod room floor.

"Hey, O-clone. Make that call. I don't think we'll get much more from this place."
'2d10' but do a sweep just to be sure.

Roll #1 9, 7 = 16

 No.684114

>>684113
It seems Tawny roughed up a good number of gangsters topside, there's a lot of unconscious people as you move up. Even better, a neat stack of computer drives, just waiting to be looted in a nearby room.

It's a difficult trip out, as more than a few Clones have to be carried out, their muscles and limbs twisted into strange forms, a few resembling serpents more than legs.

You can hear the sirens approach as you and the others reach the doors. Many of your clones are crying, calling out to their husbands, some simply trying to make any noise at all.

Outside, it is dark, but the Moon is providing its light.

[END]


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 No.667917[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

It turns out that collecting statues for Mother Nature is not just about rolling around the grass and seducing mares.

It's still a big part of it, thankfully.
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 No.682923

>>682922
Well.
Let's try the same process.
inflate it until it pops.

 No.682924

>>682923
You start blowing the balloon up and POP!


Your ears are ringing a bit and your vision is a bit fuzzy, but you regain your senses in… uh.
This looks like Los Pegasus, where you left from.

 No.682925

>>682924
Okay, now.. find a news stand. What day is this compared to when I left?

 No.682926

>>682925
Only one day passed! So you weren't gone for all that long!
Nothing in the news that makes you immediately concerned either, thankfully.

 No.682927

>>682926
Wasn't I supposed to be gone a while?
Oh well. I had better go to ponyville and check on Lock Box..
'1d10' stealth into an alley and use that crystal to teleport.

Roll #1 10 = 10


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 No.673936[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

JustPretending Productions presents

Tales of Breezie Hollow
Adventure 3: The Breezie Rises
Starring:

Wf as Fairweather
Andelia as Pattern Pitch
Sion and Nopony as Everyone Else

And introducing

Sylt as Pitilia

Rated B for Breezie
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 No.682139

>>682138
She raises her ears.
"But what if he sees us."
You've worked in the Refinery many times though. You know how to get in without being seen.

 No.682140

>>682139
"He'd be upset." I state matter of factly.
"I doubt he'd look in the maintenance tunnels thou."

 No.682141

>>682140
She gets a little confident smirk.
"You're right, you know that place better than him! You really want to help me, Pattern?"

 No.682142

>>682141
I pat my side making sure I have the nice gift wrench, get my paper and paper cutter. Give her a firm nod.

 No.682143

>>682142
And so you leave for the Refinery.
Not knowing just what terrible things you'll find….


END OF ADVENTURE


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 No.681688

>>681685
Gloria attempts to raise her blade up, taking advantage of the shark being dazed by Galehaut. She attempts to rush at the beast by swimming quickly with her wings, swinging to impale the beast atop of it's head.

>Blast

[1d10]

Roll #1 4 = 4

 No.681689

>>681685
Punch
[1d10+3]

Roll #1 1 + 3 = 4

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>>681686
Your gauntlets weigh you down, and you fail to get the momentum required to punch the giant shark.

>>681687
The shark takes another chunk out of you, but you power through it and put as much force as you can muster into your swing. You deal a devastating blow to the Muaka, cutting through flesh and bone with your greataxe. A cloud of thick blood pours from the injury, and the beast recoils as it begins to sink, panicking at the wound.

Your injuries being to take their toll on you, and you feel incredibly weak and dizzy from blood loss. Your vision blurs and your hearing fades.

>>681688
>>681689
As the Muaka begins to plummet, its wildly thrashing tail slaps you across the face, knocking Gloria off-balance.
>Gloria takes 1 hit, helpless
>Tourmaline takes 5 hits

The Muaka dives into the seagrass forest, trying to recover from its wounds and reorient itself after the terrible blow it was struck. Ruka dives down in hot pursuit. "Weak, weak!" he hollers. "Come! Strike!"
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To all my current and past players: Autumn, Dusty, Garik, Maali, Nonny, Timber, TineCroi, and Xenthori,

After 2 years of runtime and over 70 sessions, Mortal Souls is now regrettably over and all subsequent sessions are canceled. While I still have passion for this game and its setting, recent events in the game have led to me having written myself into a corner, leading to an inability to progress the plot in its current state. While a retcon could be made, I feel like it's far too late into the game now to go back on everything that's happened since the game started back up in September. A Pastebin link will be posted in this thread soon with an outline of what was to come in the game's future.
Mortal Souls was a project made purely out of love for the Souls franchise, and it is incredibly important to me to have been able to make this project a reality and have it last for as long as it did. I will always be grateful for everyone's participation in Mortal Souls. While this may be the end for this game, future games and oneshots that run will use the same setting, not only exploring the land of Rin but other lands in the Known World as well. Thank you all again for your dedication and support. I cannot stress enough how much it meant to me to be able to run it and share this experience with all of you over the years.

Keep the torch lit.

-RustRivet

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5AnPTuWGFA4

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 No.681601

>>681600
You ram into the Shell at full force, disorienting her but leaving her unharmed.

The pegasus lunges with their dagger but misses, getting counter-attacked by the final Shell. She focuses her attention on you while the pegasus recoils, jabbing at you with her estoc.

[1d10]

Roll #1 8 = 8

 No.681602

>>681601
Some rocks on his body started getting loose and falling off. Using the last moments remaining of his spell, he recklessly endured the hit and attacked
'1d10+1' normal attack
'1d10+1' antlers, for real this time since last turn wasn't valid

Roll #1 8 + 1 = 9 / Roll #2 6 + 1 = 7

 No.681603

>>681602
You take the blow head on, headbutting the mare full force and following up with a powerful uppercut that knocks her unconscious.

The pegasus takes a moment to catch their breath. It's barely sunk in that you just killed someone before your strange ally motions for you to follow as they canter back towards the monolith. "Come with me, Maali!" Their voice is muffled by the hood they wear, but it sounds strangely familiar. "The dead won't rest."

 No.681604

>>681603
Without a word, he qiuckly made his way to the monolith

 No.681605

>>681604
You hurry towards the monolith. Before you warp, however, the pegasus pauses in their tracks, seemingly in fear of what's behind you.

https://youtu.be/ygisgWFGMEo?t=2m5s

As you turn, you realize that the bay's fallen silent. There isn't any sound of the battle that raged all around you only moments ago. The rain and the lightning stops, and the clouds begin to part and dissipate, giving way to clear night skies, save for one tiny storm cloud that lingers. There is no moon in the sky; with a feeling of sudden dread, you see that the stars are going out one by one also, eventually giving way to nothing but a black void.

The solitary storm cloud begins to rapidly expand, soon covering every island on the bay in a blanket of gray. Silently, glistening bright red tendrils snake out of the storm cloud, touching every single corpse in the Shrine. There are hundreds upon of the tendrils all around you, ensnaring fallen Shell and Disciple alike without so much as a sound.

Slowly, deliberately, the bodies begin to stir, rising up onto their feet and gazing emptily into the cloud. Their eyes and mouth are glowing red as coal, just like in your vision. The last thing you see before warping away is every single corpse being hoisted up into the sky, an army of the dead silhouetted on Kureimoa's burning tree, every single body ascending like a choir of butchered angels to be assimilated into the timeless entity the Earthmover had called the Storm.

>pausing


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 No.680493[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Post Sheets
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 No.680783

I slap Slade upside the head. "I'm of more use than you can think. I've got intelligence of skills you don't lard-ass."

 No.680784

"Yes I'm sure. Also, seeing as I have a metal helmet on, that also must have felt great" Looks around for edge of the woods, but also trying to hide a bit of a smile

 No.680785

"I didn't bop you that hard you twat."

 No.680786

"Still, it probably didn't feel to good. Anyway, according to the map, we should be out of the woods soon"

 No.680787

Following behind tweedle a and tweedle b, i pull a wolverine, asking myself "WHO AM I"


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 No.677495[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Selena
From your airborne vantage, you can see Aira headed up to the roof. It's large and flat - it could perhaps accommodate a rooftop garden. Based on the wooden remains, it looks as though it once housed a pigeon aviary.

There are a lot of young ponies playing out on the playground, it's hard to pick out any one individual from here.

Kotone
Booking passage south is no difficult matter, but the waters are a different story. The storms that have plagued the Equestrian coast for months continue to rage on, eerily reminding you of Caballeria, though not nearly as intense.

That changed once you got out onto open waters, though. With a terrible squall bearing down on your ship, threatening to prevent access to the coast of the New World and its fast current, the only option was to cut through the great sea… skirting the edge of the Manesian Triangle. It is no surprise that no storm lurks there, for they are infamous doldrums, and many a ship had been lost to ocean madness in the clutches of the Triangle.

By the fourth day of your journey, it has become clear that the wind is quickly fleeing your sails. You know the captain of the trade vessel you're on is planning a meeting with his mates today. Maybe you should try to Persuade him to tell you his plans, or just outright spy on the meeting. You could even send Horosha.

Rhanna
The arc-lamps on the rocket-ship cut out, allowing your eyes to adjust somewhat to the dark. It feels almost like being in space – this whole giant cavern is dark, but filled with star-like pinpricks of light – coming from domiciles and shops. As far as you know, you're in some kind of residential district.

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 No.680219

>>680215
"O-oh… right."

Soon, you're in a Prench design parlor, and getting outfitted with a custom dress. It would pretty much empty out the rest of your cash reserves, so Cumin offers to pay for it. Whether you let him is up to you.

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 No.680220

>>680216
I feel like I almost, almost didn't manage to resist the sudden urge to jump and bite when he suddenly touched me. I just hope Blackpaw didn't notice

I had enough of this. They can't be right. I'm not like them… Like that Bitch.

 No.680221

>>680219
I'll suggest splitting the bill, but if he insists, I'll let him pay.
I just hope this Stella is discrete about her clients.

 No.680368

>>680218
As you are in uptown near the palace, you can see the university clock tower from here. The piping office isn't immediately obvious though. Search?

>>680221
In any case, it doesn't take her long to recognize Cumin in the robe. "The prodigal prince returns! Do you need some more dresses 'for the palace maids'?"

Cumin turns red. "N-no! P-lease, don't! Don't tease me. I, uh… brought you a new customer. I didn't think you would s-spread rumors…"

"Of course not darling. Is he ready for his measurements?"

"S-stop! S-she's my, uh… s-special somepony."

"Oh? This should be fun, then. Come on back."

 No.680369

>>679977
"Maybe… it's a little disconcerting though… I'm not in the business of hurting anypony, I used to be a nurse."

She gathers herself on the couch and straightens a picture frame housing a bullet on the wall, which had been knocked askew during the shouting.


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 No.652391[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

You wake up early one evening after a long day's sleep. Your room resembles that of any well-to-do mare's except for the lack of windows and mirror, and a coffin instead of a bed. The walls, floor, and ceiling are cut from the bedrock as is the rest of the complex the Twins had constructed when they first took control of the Nature temple. Thanks to you their relationship with the members of the temple is more friendly and less parasitic than it was in the past. Countless rituals allowed you to redeem not only yourself, but the Twins too, in the eyes of Nature. Thanks to this the three of you can enter the temple itself now without risking annihilation and you've even regained your status as a priestess of Nature.
You did not exert yourself much last night so your blood pool is still mostly full, although a unicorn Nature priest is waiting by your coffin in case you want a bite.
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 No.680110

>>680103
>>680104
She mostly ignores your gaze and starts wolfing down the soup and bread. The mare goes through two more bowls and half a loaf of bread before she finally stops eating. You can tell that she's still scared, but that seems to be her baseline emotional state, rather than fear of you or something specific.
The twins and your followers have stuck around. You can tell by the expressions on the faces of the few paladins and more senior clergy recognize the few Tirekian symbols that have been carved into her body and scared over at points in the past.

 No.680126

>>680110
"No matter what they told you, you're not a slave or prisoner here." I gesture to the others. "If you need anything please ask someone, if you'd like to leave we can help you do that too, but you're safe here, as long as you'd like." Lean down so I'm facing her more directly.
"…What would you like everyone to call you?"

 No.680129

>>680126
She trembles when you lean down to face her.
"They always just called me 'Hey, you!'"

 No.680133

>>680129
…what color is she, any cutie mark?

 No.680138

>>680133
She has a magenta coat with a neon blue mane and tail. Whatever cutiemark she had as been scared and burned until no hair was left and Tirekian marks were left in their places. She's skinny enough that her ribs stand out, she's dirty, and she stinks.


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 No.677245[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Post sheets
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 No.680048

>>680047
"Look at you Win.. Get us the bacon."

 No.680049

>>680048
Winston calls up the front desk and orders some more bacon

 No.687809

>>680049
9 months ago
The fucking feels

 No.689130

Happy happy birthday, from all of us to you

 No.689131

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gxEPV4kolz0
i wonder if anyone else ever reads this. or stuff like that. or if it's just me.


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 No.646247[Reply][Last 50 Posts]

Time has passed since you both got off the terrible, cursed island where Buck and his raiders spread their terror, but the shadow of their lives and deaths still loom over you.
The loss of many new friends both there and the haunted Ironclad has taken its toll on both of you, mentally and physically, but you are finally safe in the city state of Pontugal, where you get to enjoy the aid and hospitality of the ponies here.
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 No.679405

>>679403
You have to go slower until you get used to it, but he waits up for you.
You see him leading you to an old, but big building! It seems like the roof is still intact, so there is no snow inside there!

 No.679408

>>679405
Catch up to him with a ragged panting.
"Wait! Nopony inside?"

 No.679412

>>679408
He nods.
"Don't worry, it was always empty before!"

 No.679413

>>679412
Stand, tiptoeing in uncertainty, behind him. "This secret? The place to hide?"

 No.679415

>>679380
"Then that settles matters, I believe."


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