[Fallout Equestria] Setting discussions
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And it wouldn't necessary need to be someone who wants to turn the wholepeninsula into a radioactive hellhole.
After all, dark & soul-magic is an integral part of the FoE setting, and who knows what kind of power you could acquire if you somehow managed to snuff the life and capture the souls of a whole continent all at once?
The hardest part would be to convince the Elements of Harmony to cooperate, but if somehow the original gardens got destroyed and a new megaspell exchange had turned the whole peninsula into anotver Wasteland...
[grimdark intensifies]
Goldenblood got nothing on that asshole.
After all, dark & soul-magic is an integral part of the FoE setting, and who knows what kind of power you could acquire if you somehow managed to snuff the life and capture the souls of a whole continent all at once?
The hardest part would be to convince the Elements of Harmony to cooperate, but if somehow the original gardens got destroyed and a new megaspell exchange had turned the whole peninsula into anotver Wasteland...
[grimdark intensifies]
Goldenblood got nothing on that asshole.
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Basically, Equestria Genesis Evangelion
The Pan-Instrumentality Project
The Pan-Instrumentality Project
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Good point.Meleagridis wrote:Who would fund it? The primary purpose of the Gardens is done, and the original still remains in an isolated cave guarded by a dragon. Certainly it would be worth the resources, but the resources required would be immense. What faction would possibly care enough to help construct or hide this thing when the same manpower or dosh could go to some agricultural or military application that benefits themselves directly? Anyone who actually cares enough about the world at large never seems to have enough at their disposal to help. Least that's how it so often is in Fallout.
Interesting idea...Meleagridis wrote:Oh, or a Unity cult. If anyone still cared to carry out the Goddess' insane plan of irradiating everything, it would be easier to be a vital part of construction of a new Garden than infiltrating Spike's cave. Even if they had to pretend to be nice for a while.
Oh, I didn't know that they had that belief. I assume that it's left alone because more of less everyone influential thinks it's mad?Harmony wrote:hey. hehehe. Hehe muhahaha!
Yes. And who are mostly inhabiting the state of Everfree? Childrens of the Cathedral, who makes immenses amounts of cash reselling the natural riches of the Everfree to the rest of the NCR and the world at large.
The same Childrens who still believe that Red Eye is alive, sleeping under the Cathedral and awaiting his time to descend again among the world of the Mortals.
(Rose Eye probably doesn't believe it either, by the way, partly due to knowing some of the details of his plan and partly due to the belief that, were he alive, he would have contacted her.)
Sold by whom?Harmony wrote:As for the motivation to build the thing, it probably wouldn't be a current plan, but in 20-40 years, the situation might have evolved enough for the NCR to want to ensure it would still be able to survive a megaspell exchange and thus defeat CARE/MAD. The project could be sold to the NCR as an hidden ace up its sleeves for the Strategic Arsenal.
…Hm… Yes, interesting idea...Harmony wrote:And it wouldn't necessary need to be someone who wants to turn the wholepeninsula into a radioactive hellhole.
After all, dark & soul-magic is an integral part of the FoE setting, and who knows what kind of power you could acquire if you somehow managed to snuff the life and capture the souls of a whole continent all at once?
The hardest part would be to convince the Elements of Harmony to cooperate, but if somehow the original gardens got destroyed and a new megaspell exchange had turned the whole peninsula into anotver Wasteland...
[grimdark intensifies]
Goldenblood got nothing on that asshole.
…I recognize that that is an anime reference! :)Harmony wrote:Basically, Equestria Genesis Evangelion
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Just finished chapter 63. Holee sheet there's a lot to take inas far as this thread is concerned. So onward to the most notable things:
- "Official" implosion of the Enclave three months post-SR. 1 Thunderhead and 12 other ships stolen by a group of ponies led by Ironfeather. Allegiance of the hijacker unknown. Cauterizers?
- Massive influx of skilled workforce in the Hoof.
- The Hoof seems to be somewhat uniting. I insist on somewhat, as the place is still probably going to stay kind of fractured along the lines of the various local factions in the foreseeable future.
- The Hoof has a trading relationship with the rest of the Wasteland.
- People from all around the wasteland come to the Hoof, and people from the Hoof travel to the rest of the wasteland.
- The Children of the Cathedral are among the most prominent food suppliers of the Wasteland in the immediate post-SR era.
- Red Eye's forces confirmed for having imploded upon themselves.
- Rainbow Dash still secretly alive at this point in meta-time.
So at this point in meta-time, Hoofington is probably a power you need to count on in 30 SR. I, for now, reserve my judgment as to how exactly, as long as the story will not have advanced further.
- "Official" implosion of the Enclave three months post-SR. 1 Thunderhead and 12 other ships stolen by a group of ponies led by Ironfeather. Allegiance of the hijacker unknown. Cauterizers?
- Massive influx of skilled workforce in the Hoof.
- The Hoof seems to be somewhat uniting. I insist on somewhat, as the place is still probably going to stay kind of fractured along the lines of the various local factions in the foreseeable future.
- The Hoof has a trading relationship with the rest of the Wasteland.
- People from all around the wasteland come to the Hoof, and people from the Hoof travel to the rest of the wasteland.
- The Children of the Cathedral are among the most prominent food suppliers of the Wasteland in the immediate post-SR era.
- Red Eye's forces confirmed for having imploded upon themselves.
- Rainbow Dash still secretly alive at this point in meta-time.
So at this point in meta-time, Hoofington is probably a power you need to count on in 30 SR. I, for now, reserve my judgment as to how exactly, as long as the story will not have advanced further.
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Yeah. Like I said, a lot in there that's of interest to us.
Oh, and thoughts on alien technology? I'm still in favor of saying that the Star Blasters were just made by the GPE, personally.
Ironfeather. And they certainly weren't Volunteers.Harmony wrote:- "Official" implosion of the Enclave three months post-SR. 1 Thunderhead and 12 other ships stolen by a group of ponies led by [what's his name again?]. Allegiance of the hijacker unknown. Cauterizers?
It makes sense. Red Eye was planning to have the Everfree be his empire's breadbasket, and, while a lot of the preparations probably went down with the Cathedral, "some" is still more than "none at all". Of course, the NCR, once it forms, will catch up and surpass the Children pretty quickly, but the CotC have a good initial advantage.Harmony wrote:- The Children of the Cathedral are among the most prominent food suppliers of the Wasteland in the immediate post-SR era.
I can't say anything about that at this time, unfortunately.Harmony wrote:So at this point in meta-time, Hoofington is probably a power you need to count on in 30 SR. I, for now, reserve my judgment as to how exactly, as long as the story will not have advanced further.
Oh, and thoughts on alien technology? I'm still in favor of saying that the Star Blasters were just made by the GPE, personally.
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I stay on my idea that Friedrichorsen probably got settled by the Enclave Remnants almost as soon as the Gardens cleared the place of radiations (it was otherwise roughly as nastily radioactive as the Glow from Fallout 1), as it was the most important shipyard for Raptors and Thunderheads in Equestria; and it also happen that the shipyards themselves are probably the only things that haven't been razed to the ground by balefire bombs. They are in fact surprisingly well preserved.
It also happen that the place is just next to a great lake, source of freshwater that can be used to make clouds, the place itself is easily defensible, and noone else was occupying it.
It also happen that the place is just next to a great lake, source of freshwater that can be used to make clouds, the place itself is easily defensible, and noone else was occupying it.
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Re star blaster:
data insufficient to say if it's Equestrian-made, or if comes from beyond. Doesn't exclude one theory or the other. In doubt, both are equally as valid as long as the origin of Star Batteries themselves isn't known.
I'm more interested in knowing just how frequent these... foreign incursions... Sky Stryker refers to are, and their exact nature, to be honest.
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data insufficient to say if it's Equestrian-made, or if comes from beyond. Doesn't exclude one theory or the other. In doubt, both are equally as valid as long as the origin of Star Batteries themselves isn't known.
I'm more interested in knowing just how frequent these... foreign incursions... Sky Stryker refers to are, and their exact nature, to be honest.
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Well, I'm at present choosing to exclude "foreign incursions" in their entirety from what we (or at least I) draw from PH. That may change, I suppose, but I don't like the idea of pony-level aliens being involved (I don't even particularly like the star beings being involved in the conflict).
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Re the Enclave Remnants and the isolationnists:
It dawned on me from thinking back on what was said in PH ch.63 that, at least at first, if a numbers of Enclave settlements stayed isolated it wasn't so much a conscious choice on their part than being forced to it by the Surface refusing to do business with them.
There's a number of things to be said on how this would influence the later Enclave Remnants' policies toward the surface, but right now I need to go to bed really bad.
It dawned on me from thinking back on what was said in PH ch.63 that, at least at first, if a numbers of Enclave settlements stayed isolated it wasn't so much a conscious choice on their part than being forced to it by the Surface refusing to do business with them.
There's a number of things to be said on how this would influence the later Enclave Remnants' policies toward the surface, but right now I need to go to bed really bad.
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Sounds like a plausible idea. It might not be until the NCR really starts forming and says "Hey, um, we're actually kind of pushing every pegasus on the peninsula to go away, and pegasi are useful" that things start turning around.
I was pleased by the mention of Las Pegasus in the chapter, by the way; I'm pretty sure that the relation to our work here was a complete accident on Somber's part (we were a bit pressed for time when that part of the chapter came up, so I didn't ask), but it's a happy complete accident.
Goodnight!
I was pleased by the mention of Las Pegasus in the chapter, by the way; I'm pretty sure that the relation to our work here was a complete accident on Somber's part (we were a bit pressed for time when that part of the chapter came up, so I didn't ask), but it's a happy complete accident.
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Question:
In FoE and PH, does the Enclave armor completely cover the wings, feathers comprised, or only the "bone" part at the front?
I was under the impression it was the later, but I may be mistaken.
In FoE and PH, does the Enclave armor completely cover the wings, feathers comprised, or only the "bone" part at the front?
I was under the impression it was the later, but I may be mistaken.
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IIRC, standard Enclave armor covers the leading edges and upper surfaces of the wings.
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I ask because of this set of sketches that I quite like:
http://mech-station.tumblr.com/post/62195643330/enclave-concept-sketches
http://mech-station.tumblr.com/post/62195643330/enclave-concept-sketches
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As I understood it, their wings are exposed. Pretty sure it was even an important detail in one of the PH/FOE fights.
Now! While there was a lot of stuff in the last chapter, there was one thing that made me think a little. And... probably not one of the things that was supposed to. Adama named her spear Pokey (Pft). She's not the only one. Several of the weapons are named, from Vigilance to Duty and Sacrifice to Persuasion. And, as swicked brought up once, the weapons in Blackjack's possession are never named, they come pre-named. The only weapon that became so important that names were starting to get considered was the starmetal sword until it got lost. This is all because of the unique weapons (and other items) in Fallout, those special versions of standard weapons that you only ever found somewhere. They all had a name from the practical to poetic and each one differed from standard weapons of their kind in small but crucial ways. Extraordinary limb damage. Ignoring armour. Skill boosts. Inexplicable luck.
Now it hasn't been outright stated, but the majority of the named weapons with a story in FOEverse seem to have their own subtle improvements. Often the implication is that they have been made special or modified in some way. And sometimes they're just better.
So here's my thing.
Love is an actual force in MLP. It literally powers things. It has the potential to be so in FOE too. Changelings have earlier been defined as ghouls that adapted to grow off of love in the absence of radiation in this thread. So... what if love could change stuff? Stuff like weapons and vault suits and whatnot? The Equestria universe seems to treat emotions as a kind of magic unto itself. If it can blast away armies and sustain a creature's life, couldn't it possibly alter objects? Enchant them, even unknowingly? A subtle effect that only shines through in the most heated of passion.
Oh dear that was longer than I thought it was.
Now! While there was a lot of stuff in the last chapter, there was one thing that made me think a little. And... probably not one of the things that was supposed to. Adama named her spear Pokey (Pft). She's not the only one. Several of the weapons are named, from Vigilance to Duty and Sacrifice to Persuasion. And, as swicked brought up once, the weapons in Blackjack's possession are never named, they come pre-named. The only weapon that became so important that names were starting to get considered was the starmetal sword until it got lost. This is all because of the unique weapons (and other items) in Fallout, those special versions of standard weapons that you only ever found somewhere. They all had a name from the practical to poetic and each one differed from standard weapons of their kind in small but crucial ways. Extraordinary limb damage. Ignoring armour. Skill boosts. Inexplicable luck.
Now it hasn't been outright stated, but the majority of the named weapons with a story in FOEverse seem to have their own subtle improvements. Often the implication is that they have been made special or modified in some way. And sometimes they're just better.
So here's my thing.
Love is an actual force in MLP. It literally powers things. It has the potential to be so in FOE too. Changelings have earlier been defined as ghouls that adapted to grow off of love in the absence of radiation in this thread. So... what if love could change stuff? Stuff like weapons and vault suits and whatnot? The Equestria universe seems to treat emotions as a kind of magic unto itself. If it can blast away armies and sustain a creature's life, couldn't it possibly alter objects? Enchant them, even unknowingly? A subtle effect that only shines through in the most heated of passion.
- As explained by a non-expert in-universe:
- Some handsome devil stepped into the golden frame wearing a smile that could make a mare melt at twenty paces and faint at five. I wiggled my left eyebrow enticingly, rewarded with a mirror image of the same entrancing gesture. The jaw did it, I think. Or maybe the eyes, I was rightfully proud of those. Whatever it was, I knew that it was the result of some damn fine structural engineering.
“Well hello there, handsome,” I said to my reflection, checking that every black stripe on my pale hide was in order. I jumped five feet to another mirror hanging off the wall, every smudge of wasteland grime wiped clean off. “What brings you to the Queen’s Finest? Come to browse my humble wares? Or did you stop on by to get a look at the finest shopkeeper this side of the wasteland?”
Moving was stirring up faint clouds of dust that caught shafts of light through cracks in the wooden shack. Admiring myself from mirror to mirror, idly I wondered how much of my stock I’d have to sell for some proper lighting in this dry hovel. I had posed and smiled and waved my way to the storeroom when I heard a faint tinkling of bells by the entrance.
“Customers!” I whispered, rubbing my hooves together. Then I gave them a good shake to loosen up the magic and mucous. I held my breath, listening to the ponies that had blundered in.
“Kuji? Kujificha! Get your striped ass out here!” That sounded like Whirligig, one of the perimeter guards. “I’m here for a gun! Little Dizzy’s finally come of age!”
“I don’t know, mom… I couldn’t hit any of the cans. And I barely missed Old Mare Withers.” And that must have been her son! Looking for a weapon, eh? And he didn’t sound too confident, either. I didn’t blame him, I once saw the kid get pinned by a radroach.
I scanned my shelves, whispering, “Who wants to go home to the timid colt with a town to protect? Ah, of course. I thought you might.”
“KUJI!” screamed Whirligig with a stamp of her hoof. She must have been trying to exercise restraint in front of Dizzy, I didn’t hear anything breaking. Giving my hooves another shake, I planted them on the wall and lifted myself of the ground before snatching something hanging on a hook. I waited for the pair to talk to each other again…
“Maybe he’s not here? We should try another time.” As Dizzy’s suggestion made his mother turn, I took the chance and scuttled across the doorframe and then the ceiling of my shop, quiet as a zebra.
“No, Kuji’s here. He’s just an ass of a zebra who thinks he can be all mysterious by sneaking up behind you, right when you least EXPECT IT!” Whirligig punctuated her sudden yell by spinning on her hindlegs and leaping at something behind her, tackling it to the ground like a hellhound jumping on a kitten. She and my (very expensive!) zebra drum collapsed in a pile, right where I was about to drop to the ground. Next time I think I’d just greet her like a normal pony. For now, I set myself down beside the baffled Dizzy. He didn’t notice until I wrapped a hoof around his shoulders and set my grinning face next to his.
“So,” I paused to let the colt yell, “It is time for the child to inherit some of his mother’s killer instincts, hm? To learn the art of the hunt? To become a true predator, eh?”
“Damn straight!” boomed Whirligig, back on her hooves as if nothing had happened. “Muh boy’s gotten too big to be playing with BBs. It’s about time he got something with real stopping power!”
I gave Dizzy a sidelong glance, noting how badly it strained my neck muscles to keep my head as low as the tiny colt’s. He, on the other hoof, was taking in my store. He looked at the axe embedded in the wall surrounded by coarse notches in the cedar. He saw the oily, stained jumpsuit that hung on a pre-war coat rack. He saw my display cabinet, filled with modest weapons and gadgets from all walks of life. “Alces was right,” the stunned Dizzy muttered, “It’s a store full of junk!”
“Dizzy! Kujificha’s weirdo shop does not sell junk! ” snapped Whirligig, making the colt flinch. She pulled out a modified varmint rifle, as sleek and shiny as a sodden rodent. “You’ve seen what the Ratslayer here can do! Kuji works some kinda weird zebra voodoo on ‘em to make top quality gear!”
“Oh, not zebra magic. Something much, much more…” I waved my hoof in the air, struggling for a word as I walked to the axe sticking out of the wall. “Perhaps I can tell you another way. Little Dizzy, have you ever heard the story of Legless Lucy of the Lookout?”
I met the pale colt’s gaze. “N-no,” he stammered, looking nervously at his grinning mom.
I pulled a hoofful of green powder and threw it at the ground. In the ensuing explosion of green smoke I concentrated. Emerald flame consumed my carefully constructed stripes and left a sickly green unicorn mare in their place. The mantis glow of my magic yanked the axe from the wall and I pounced like a tiger through the smokescreen.
“SHE!” I yelled, punctuating a swing of the axe mere feet from my audience. Dizzy jumped behind Whirligig, who continued to smile. As I continued, I circled the pair with a hungry stare. “Was an innocent mare in a hard time, so hard that everything she held dear cracked into a million pieces when they touched it. Her family shattered, her love shattered, her home shattered and her bones shattered. Her legs came back but the ponies and love and home were replaced with a hate so toxic raiders could choke on it. Then the time that had taken so much from her gave her one small thing in exchange for the life it had rent to shreds… it gave her an AXE!”
I jumped towards the two and smacked the blunt end of the axe in between them. Dizzy shrieked and ran away, Whirligig stifled a laugh. I cornered little Dizzy in one end of the shop, careful to give him enough room to evade me.
“She took that axe. And she made it promise to hurt the ones that hurt her. She put all of her faith in that axe, and when a broken mare gets you to make a promise even an axe has to keep it. That axe took apart little Lucy’s enemies like they were pieces of a puzzle waiting to be put back in the box. Leg. By Leg. By Leg. By Leg.”
Dizzy screamed and scampered past me, aiming for the exit. I was quicker. Soon I was backing him up towards his mother, me and my axe silhouetted as shadows against the beams of light from outside. Whirligig played along, shuffling until her back was to the wall.
“Lookout’s never been the same since. And when Lucy was finished, she gave her only remaining friend the best reward it could hope for: she named it The Dismemberer.”
I swung the axe towards them, and Dizzy’s ensuing scream drowned out the thunk of The Dismemberer landing squarely in the wall above them, next to several similar notches.
“Ever since,” I spoke over Dizzy’s scream, “The Dismemberer has had an uncanny knack for separating limb from body like a knife through warm butter.”
Whirligig placed a hoof over Dizzy’s mouth, muffling the yelling. “That’d be swell for a thicker colt, Kuji, but I’m trying to be realistic. I’ve got confidence in seeing my boy at the other end of something real finesse-like.”
“Mmf-” muttered Dizzy, pulling his mother’s hoof away. “That was totally… awesome! Is it really a magic axe? How did she find a magic axe?”
“Magic axe?” I said, “No, no, she found no magic axe.”
“But you said--”
“I said that The Dismemberer is special, but I don’t think you quite understand why. Perhaps another one?” I looked from left to right, settling on the coat rack. I trotted over and dug through the suits, pulling out a tight-fitting jumpsuit. “I caught you looking at this Stripe Chaser uniform.”
“He,” I began, dumping another payload. Under the cover of green smoke I changed, swapping a solid coat for another set of stripes. This one was faded, almost grey, that blended into itself on the sagging skin of an elderly zebra. “Was old enough to remember when there was something better. He could tell you of days when the closest thing to an assembly line was the line a family would dance around the fireplace. He could tell you when a zebra wore the stripes on his skin and not metal, of when war was a monster bested by peace, when zebras spoke and thought in zebra and not a strange accent of pony, but he would not, for he was loyal. Loyal and hardworking.”
I went behind my counter and retrieved several strips of cloth, some nails, and a hammer. “Too old too fight he worked instead, some said he worked harder than the young ones fought.” I placed some cloth over where light leaked into the shack and fixed it in place with a nail. “He built their weapons.” TACK. “Built their armour.” TACK. “Built their replacements.” TACK. By the time I was done, the light in the shack had dimmed considerably. Shadows fell everywhere, and I crawled into one. “His work was so excellent and craftshorseship so immaculate that he was told to work constantly. His family became distant faces that he fought to remember through the clanging and shrieking of birthing machinery. He had no pictures. Only the striped jumpsuit his wife had given to him. But even that could not protect against the cold of his worst fear. ‘What if,’he asked the clothes his love had given him, ‘I die in this place before I ever see my family again?’”
“But then, light!” I stepped into a beam of sunlight, one of the few I’d left untouched, trying to look as hopeful as possible. “A competition. The hardest workers with the highest production would win. The prize? Freedom. A vacation from the burden of war. A chance to visit loved ones, revive the dead shadows of a memory.” I couldn’t even see my audience at this point. I could feel them, though, through the shadows. They were loving me. “He worked through the days and through the nights. Black and white blended together in a streak of grey as he stretched the inexhaustible machines to their breaking point and well past his. His jumpsuit grew heavy with his sweat, but also his determination. His knowledge. His love and his hope. All the weight did was spur him on, his ancient heart sputtering and popping like the mechanical assemblies he pushed. On the day of his victory he was the vision of death, but the love and faith that had soaked into his jumper would not let him die. He was permitted to return home, where he gazed lovingly at his wife on her deathbed. There they stayed until their granddaughter, too small yet for war, found them departed the next morning.
“After his passing, she inherited the jumper and became a prodigy of engineering. She blamed the jumpsuit and named it Ekunda Mbio, after her father and his unwavering determination. Now it waits for someone else to carry past their breaking point as it whispers machine secrets in zebra.”
“That’s a new one,” I heard Whirligig mutter. “But it don’t help us none. I ain’t looking for a suit, I want a weapon.”
Dizzy was silent. His confusion was almost palatable.
“Do you know why these things are special, Dizzy?” I asked as I put the jumpsuit back on the rack. “What sets them apart from any old axe, any boring striped jumpsuit?”
“Um, one belonged to an axe murderer and on belonged to a old zebra?” he suggested through the shadows.
“They both belonged to ponies of passion!” I explained. Did ponies think of zebra as other ponies? Whatever, they were close enough. “Driven by revenge or driven by fear of loss, passion is passion and passion is powerful! Especially in the hooves of ponies. You may not realise it, being an earth pony, but you share a powerful magic with all of your kind! You radiate love something fierce. Don’t laugh!”
Dizzy stifled a snicker. “But what’s that got to do with magic stuff?”
“Dizzy my boy, I don’t know if you’re old enough to know, but love is magic. Powerful magic. It can change things, change them in ways you can’t possibly imagine.” I readied another hooffull of powder, and I also double checked the prize I picked up from the storeroom. “And ponies are full of it. So full they throw it at everything. It’s in their nature to give their love, and when they are full of passion, even in rage, it sheds all the more. Sometimes it can even change things.”
“What, like an axe?” Dizzy asked skeptically. “That’s ridiculous!”
Whirligig was silent, staring at me inscrutably.
“Once you get a proper taste of love, Dizzy, you’ll know how addictive it can be. We all feel it. Some more than others. But we all want to be loved. Even something as simple as a rock wants it. And when a pony is overflowing with such delicious passion, they’ll do anything to get more. They’ll even change their very nature, just to get another taste.” I swallowed, trying not to lick my lips.
“Kuji, that’s enough of the zebra shaman brahmin shit,” growled Whirligig, standing to approach me. “D’you have a gun fer my boy?”
“I think the question may be wrong.” I threw down the powder and returned to my familiar stripes and chiseled jaw before snaking through the smoke and hovering over Dizzy like a hungry cobra. “Do you have a colt for my weapon? When something beloved outlives the wellspring that gave it reason to be, it comes to the Queen’s Finest. And I find someone to love it again. But you can’t love a weapon that doesn’t suit you. So tell me…” I plopped down in front of Dizzy. “What weapon suits you? What do you want? Be honest now.”
He glanced uncertainly at his mother, who gestured for him to speak. “Well, I… I don’t want to get close. I really don’t. But I never much liked guns. They-they’re loud and messy and I just don’t like them. I don’t like any weapons! I wanted to use a net, but I’m not strong enough to carry anything big enough for radhogs or even raiders.”
“Dammit, Dizzy!” admonished Whirligig, adjusting the strap on her Ratslayer. “You can’t defend the town without a good boomstick! I thought we got over that hangup of yours!”
“The world,” I began, setting a hoof on Dizzy’s shoulder, “Can be cruel. Sometimes it demands from you things you do not wish to give. The quiet and the weak submit, accept that they must wield crude implements of murder and slaughter their way through life. The silent and the clever rebel, and forge their own path with what tools they have available. Close your eyes.”
Instead of closing them he glanced at me skeptically, then again at Whirligig. She was more patient than her words and nodded, faintly. Dizzy stared ahead and scrunched his eyelids closed. I pulled out my prize from the storeroom. Now Whirligig was giving me the skeptic stare. But she let me proceed.
“You’ve heard two stories today. Now you tell us one. Think hard about what you want. Think of the hero who used it. Tell us about that hero, the one quiet as night, clean as a stable floor, who abhors guns but is too small to carry a net. Deep in a forest of hostile zebra commandos, what does our hero do?”
“Well,” Dizzy swallowed and shifted uncomfortably. After a long pause, he bent at the front knees. “He sticks to the shadows so he’s not seen. And then he listens for bad guys. And there are bugs and birds so he doesn’t hear them. But then he listens harder. And he does.”
“Go on,” I encouraged.
“Then he… he sneaks forward like a radigator on its belly.” To demonstrate, his hind legs began to wheel and slide him forward across the floor. I rushed to pull displays and drums out of his path. As I set aside a drum the size of me, I turned to find that Dizzy had vanished somewhere into the shadows.
“They listen for him,” whispered the darkness from just behind me. I whirled around to find I had surprised only empty space. “But their ears are stupid, and he is the sneakiest. He’s so sneaky he practically teleports from shadow to shadow. Then they see him!”
And I did. He popped into the light near the store entrance, eyes still closed tight, striking a sinister pose like an evil enchanter. “The bad guys lunge!” I approached calmly, prize in hoof. But then I blinked, and Dizzy was gone. “But they are to slow, because he is already in their shadow! He takes a super deep breath!” I twirled once again, this time catching Dizzy in the middle of a heavy inhalation. I placed the prize to his lips and carefully pointed it away from me. There was a quiet whisper as a dart flew from the business end of the blowgun and Dizzy’s eyes opened wide with shock.
The reed-like shoot was longer than twice his head. There were darts tied around the pipe, and underneath them were crude carvings of glyphs, competing to tell a story. The glyphs were worn in the two spaces meant to be pinched in between a filly’s fetlocks. Dizzy grasped it apprehensively, the blowgun looking less ridiculous in the hooves of a pony sized for it.
“I’ve had caravaneers sneer at this one. They tell me that knockout poison is unreliable, that different ponies have different tolerances, that the dose has to be precise, that blah blah blah,” I mocked, motioning my hoof like a blathering pundit. “But you know, Mr. Sleepytime really doesn’t seem to care about all that. He just puts folks to sleep. Sometimes I can’t even remember if I put the poison in.”
The colt stared at it in wonder. “This… this is exactly what I was looking for! Did it really belong to a warrior, and a colt like me?”
“Well it was once the tool of a… y’know, your guess was pretty close, and I’m sure your mum is getting tired of stories.” I tore off the cloth from the walls, letting the dim light refill my gloomy store. “Why don’t I tell you another time? That’ll be 1700 caps for Mr. Sleepytime, and… whoops.”
“Mom?!” called Dizzy.
“It’s okay, kid, calm down. She’ll wake up within ten minutes.” With a bitch of a headache. I kicked open the door. “Tell you what, let’s get her back in bed before then, and I’ll just mail you the bill. Y’know, after she stops yelling and breaking things.”
Oh dear that was longer than I thought it was.
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Ah, well, that's not too different from what I thought.
@Meleagridis:
:D
[applauds]
So where and when was that set?
Oh, and the idea is neat, too. :)
Ah, well, that's not too different from what I thought.
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:D
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So where and when was that set?
Oh, and the idea is neat, too. :)
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I approve of the idea, Mel.
And Hinds, my best guess is that the zebra might be descended from Majina. So probably past 30 SR. Most poblably later than that. As for the where, probably a little settlement on the frontier or outside of the NCR, if they still need guards against raider attacks - raiders as we know them are "extinct" in the NCR, and guard duty is reserved to conscripts and the police forces.
And Hinds, my best guess is that the zebra might be descended from Majina. So probably past 30 SR. Most poblably later than that. As for the where, probably a little settlement on the frontier or outside of the NCR, if they still need guards against raider attacks - raiders as we know them are "extinct" in the NCR, and guard duty is reserved to conscripts and the police forces.
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...Right! A zebra. Because Kujificha sure is just an average zebra, yup, nothing to see here. :)
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...
[noise of rusty gears grinding in the distance]
Oh. Oooooh...
Ah yeah, I forgot Mel' was our local "expert" on them.
[noise of rusty gears grinding in the distance]
Oh. Oooooh...
Ah yeah, I forgot Mel' was our local "expert" on them.
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I honestly thought for a second that Zebra could do that kind of things with the right powders and stuff.
Clever girl...
Clever girl...
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Heh.
Yeh, it's roughly a generation past SR, though I couldn't think of a proper 'where,' so I could only think generic wasteland town. Frontier is all the better for the lack of concern regarding internal security.
And I don't suppose anybody knows what the actual Swahili words for 'Red Racer' would be?
Yeh, it's roughly a generation past SR, though I couldn't think of a proper 'where,' so I could only think generic wasteland town. Frontier is all the better for the lack of concern regarding internal security.
And I don't suppose anybody knows what the actual Swahili words for 'Red Racer' would be?
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Actually, thinking about it, the entire Peninsula ought to be somewhat -influenced- by the NCR, to diverse degrees:
The Northern Territories are seeing themselves being not so subtly colonized by the NCR and its settlers, and the only reason the Moojave hasn't been absorbed yet is that apart from its strategic location the terrain itself isn't very attractive (plus the fact the NCR doesn't have quite the manpower yet to extend in that direction);
The Noble Republic of Geneighva and the Enclave Remnants, while independants, are in the sphere of influence of the NCR;
and the eastern part of the Peninsula see the NCR's armed forces regularly intervening against raiders and protecting trading caravans.
So it becomes even more understandable that the people in New Canterlot get into their head that the NCR has a manifest destiny to re-unite the peninsula under a single banner...
The Northern Territories are seeing themselves being not so subtly colonized by the NCR and its settlers, and the only reason the Moojave hasn't been absorbed yet is that apart from its strategic location the terrain itself isn't very attractive (plus the fact the NCR doesn't have quite the manpower yet to extend in that direction);
The Noble Republic of Geneighva and the Enclave Remnants, while independants, are in the sphere of influence of the NCR;
and the eastern part of the Peninsula see the NCR's armed forces regularly intervening against raiders and protecting trading caravans.
So it becomes even more understandable that the people in New Canterlot get into their head that the NCR has a manifest destiny to re-unite the peninsula under a single banner...
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Wow, she even managed to fool someone in a different universe. :D
...I've got a bad feeling about how Mr. Sleepytime ended up in a little shop in a frontier town somewhere instead of with Majina or her friends/relatives. Probably an interesting story, though!
Only that much?Meleagridis wrote:Yeh, it's roughly a generation past SR, though I couldn't think of a proper 'where,' so I could only think generic wasteland town. Frontier is all the better for the lack of concern regarding internal security.
...I've got a bad feeling about how Mr. Sleepytime ended up in a little shop in a frontier town somewhere instead of with Majina or her friends/relatives. Probably an interesting story, though!
No idea, sorry, and Gtrans isn't helping. Maybe use RZ instead of a regional language? That would be "Celes Rubrum", as far as I can tell. Why do you want to know?Meleagridis wrote:And I don't suppose anybody knows what the actual Swahili words for 'Red Racer' would be?
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:DHarmony Ltd. wrote:Actually, thinking about it, the entire Peninsula ought to be somewhat -influenced- by the NCR, to diverse degrees:
The Northern Territories are seeing themselves being not so subtly colonized by the NCR and its settlers, and the only reason the Moojave hasn't been absorbed yet is that apart from its strategic location the terrain itself isn't very attractive (plus the fact the NCR doesn't have quite the manpower yet to extend in that direction);
The Noble Republic of Geneighva and the Enclave Remnants, while independants, are in the sphere of influence of the NCR;
and the eastern part of the Peninsula see the NCR's armed forces regularly intervening against raiders and protecting trading caravans.
So it becomes even more understandable that the people in New Canterlot get into their head that the NCR has a manifest destiny to re-unite the peninsula under a single banner...
With, while a public, a hasty "Except for the territory rightfully claimed by our good and heavily-armed friends the Miliozi" of course added on. Privately, "And once we've got everything else, we can see to those damned alley stripes!" among the more... patriotic, let's say, members of the NCR. :)
Several other potential problems I can see, though, besides the obvious ones in the Moojave:
-Hoofington: If it's a smoking crater, no problem for the NCR, but if it isn't, well, then it's probably tough enough to require diplomacy instead of just moving colonists in and putting the pressure on.
-the unnamed potential Remnant nation in the east resulting from ATR: Really, I'm just adding this because we have so little idea what ATR will do.
-the Highlands: There's a chance that the Highlands might end up in the sphere of Hoofington, if such a thing exists, but I think that it's extremely likely that they'll just be independent. And, well, the Highlanders found Equestria and the PR simultaneously and cheered when the bombs fell; I don't see them being reluctant to fight off the NCR too.
So, yeah, the NCR's route to claiming most of the peninsula seems pretty clear (assuming that Hoofington isn't just not a smoking crater but actually a rival power building its own sphere): just send in the troops and/or colonists until the locals realize that you're in charge. The Northern Confederacy (or whatever they're called, sorry) might be a bit difficult, but they can be reasoned with, don't dislike the NCR, and would have a lot to gain from joining; it'll just be a bit trickier. Most possibilities for the eastern Remnant nation wouldn't be much of a problem, either. Once they're got all the easy bits, though...
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Certainly a funny one.O. Hinds wrote: Probably an interesting story, though!
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No idea, sorry, and Gtrans isn't helping. Maybe use RZ instead of a regional language? That would be "Celes Rubrum", as far as I can tell. Why do you want to know?
I always jump to Swahili as zebra dialect. Maybe not strictly correct, but it's a thing I do. So when I need a zebra name, or a name for a zebra thing, I translate something to Swahili. But I was having trouble with Red Racer, as you found out yourself!
Harmony Ltd. wrote:So it becomes even more understandable that the people in New Canterlot get into their head that the NCR has a manifest destiny to re-unite the peninsula under a single banner...
That'll end well.
I wonder if having a conscious body in control of all weather deters anyone from really starting something. I know she says she doesn't wanna use it like that, but if everyone believed that they'd probably be using Littlepip more than Lightbringer.
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ADD: The Horizons thread got me to thinking about the possible prevalence of mouth gloves. Given the Moojave's serious problem with BSE/bovine raiderism, the Guai would need to employ some serious sanitation standards. And I'm kind of wondering what the options are if you pick everything up with your mouth.
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...I'm sorry, but I don't remember anything about bovine raiderism in the Moojave. Refresh my memory, please?
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O. Hinds wrote:...I'm sorry, but I don't remember anything about bovine raiderism in the Moojave. Refresh my memory, please?
I didn't go into much detail, other than people call mad cows Guai (which is pretty much propaganda). But there's no time like the present!
BSE for the sapient bovine. After we got to Yellow River in PH, it seemed not too far out there to suggest it's actually the exact same disease that affected zebra, the original raider virus. If I'm being completely honest, my knowledge of virology is limited and I'm not sure how ridiculous it is to suggest that the disease is transmissible between brahmin and zebra. That's where it sits now, though. It's similar to the raider disease in the Hoof, but since it's the original, unmodified strain the ponies have little to fear from the disease itself and more from what it does to the brahmin it infects. The zebra version didn't transfer to ponies initially, right?
Mad cows are a constant and ancient problem, one that drives the two Cow gangs in different directions. The Great Cows seek a cure, the pursuit of which is secondary only to the brahmin intelligence problem. They attempt to take victims alive when possible, which is easier said than done. In the past, the Cows have been responsible for a disastrous outbreak. Since the incident the Cow Guai have been applying their cauterization to any Great Cows trying to bring in mad bovines alive, killing the captive and often the recovery team. The Guai are the main reason that the Moojave has not been overrun with frothing, cannibalistic bulls. Their military strength is almost entirely devoted to the containment and euthanasia of mad cows with as little risk to the Guai involved as possible. They have saved pony settlements from complete destruction by wiping out mad herds in the nick of time. They've also wiped out settlements that have fended off mad cow attacks- if a single brahmin citizen has been infected, the outbreak could be a catastrophe. In matters regarding mad cows, brahmin under Papa Guai are given extreme leniency and agency to act without his permission if they do so to stop the disease from spreading. The creative interpretation of this tends to harm interracial tension more than help.
swicked wrote:I've been wondering just how nutty it makes people.
It's a shame we don't have a bigger sample size. Or, I guess it's not a shame? I dunno.
As for the Overmare, I'd argue that it's more a case that the Raider version and the 'sane' version are nigh indistinguishable. She probably just got less patience with a spongy brain. Daisy's the one that confuses me. She was pretty much all the way there, she seemed even more patient than before. It was weird. She skipped out on a bloody mess for the opportunity to talk to Blackjack. At this particular point in time, it almost seems like a fluke. She was practically unique among the victims.
What are the odds we'll see other very evil characters get hit with the disease? I'd love to get another example to compare these to, but the raider virus is kind of flying under the radar since we hit the cyber-ceiling.
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Correct, IIRC.Meleagridis wrote:The zebra version didn't transfer to ponies initially, right?
How would this disease be spread? Just by eating contaminated food?
The Banner will probably try to exploit that. "Hey, we'll help you fight them off too, but we won't kill you afterwards!"Meleagridis wrote:They've also wiped out settlements that have fended off mad cow attacks- if a single brahmin citizen has been infected, the outbreak could be a catastrophe. In matters regarding mad cows, brahmin under Papa Guai are given extreme leniency and agency to act without his permission if they do so to stop the disease from spreading. The creative interpretation of this tends to harm interracial tension more than help.
The Banner/Guai relationship is an interesting one. They're definitely hostile, the Banner being, after all, a slaver faction and the Guai being a hazard to the Moojave locals, but it's less cut and dry than in most cases. The Banner may be slavers, but they treat give brahmin in any position no worse treatment than they'd give ponies in the same position. The Guai may be a threat to the Moojave, but they also defend it. The could be lots of potential for compromise… except that both factions are led by and filled with, shall we say, dedicated individuals. The only deal I can see is Rose Eye offering to make the Banner anti-slavery in exchange for an alliance with the Guai against the NCR (and for generally greater unity in the Moojave), and, as you said, that would be a really difficult decision for Papa Guai.
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Biological viruses? I thought that we decided that it was a prion disease?
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