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Re: [GRIMDARK] Fallout Equestria: Project Horizons Discussion
My brain just clicked on something that's probably been obvious for a lot of you for a while now...
Black Pony Mountain (that place with the "someone-else-problem" field) is probably PH's stand-in for New Vegas' Big MT. Or at least may be partially inspired by it.
Just wanted to leave this one here.
Black Pony Mountain (that place with the "someone-else-problem" field) is probably PH's stand-in for New Vegas' Big MT. Or at least may be partially inspired by it.
Just wanted to leave this one here.
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Re: [GRIMDARK] Fallout Equestria: Project Horizons Discussion
Out of curiosity, does Stargazer have a defined colorscheme? As far as I could tell, the only description she got was "pale" in her first appearance, and "dark" later on. I kinda need those colors to finish a picture I'm doing. Any help would be appreciated!
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... Um... Consistency kinda sorta... yeah. Not my strongest point. I imagined she was pale because white is the color of innocence. Blackjack starts white, Boo is always white, and Rampage is white with red bands forced upon her. If you want variety, maybe light and dark patches in an appaloosa type coloring?
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AND BLACKJACK IS A LOBOTOMITE!Harmony Ltd. wrote:My brain just clicked on something that's probably been obvious for a lot of you for a while now...
Black Pony Mountain (that place with the "someone-else-problem" field) is probably PH's stand-in for New Vegas' Big MT. Or at least may be partially inspired by it.
Just wanted to leave this one here.
Wouldn't Hippocratic Research be the Big MT?
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Re: [GRIMDARK] Fallout Equestria: Project Horizons Discussion
Nah, Hippocratic doesn't really feel like the Big MT (though you could make a case about Flim & Flam's crazy crossbreeding experiments, but this alone doesn't really make for a Big MT stand-in).
If anything, it would maybe makes me think more of The Glow, with the radiations replaced by bio-hazard (killing joke, the various abominations, etc...), taint and Pink Cloud. IIRC, it was the West-Tek facilities which first designed the FEV (=> Taint), and there was a lot of research done there on various bio-technology (the non-canon idea the designers of Fallout had about mutated intelligent racoons...).
Discord doesn't really make for a convincing ZAX, though.
If anything, it would maybe makes me think more of The Glow, with the radiations replaced by bio-hazard (killing joke, the various abominations, etc...), taint and Pink Cloud. IIRC, it was the West-Tek facilities which first designed the FEV (=> Taint), and there was a lot of research done there on various bio-technology (the non-canon idea the designers of Fallout had about mutated intelligent racoons...).
Discord doesn't really make for a convincing ZAX, though.
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Re: [GRIMDARK] Fallout Equestria: Project Horizons Discussion
But wouldn't that interfere with the Perceptitron reception also? At least in my head it would make the most sense that that data travels in the same way as other Stable-tech data like location tags.O. Hinds wrote:Well, given all the radiation, Enervation, degradation, and killer robot... ation, radio jamming wouldn't be unexpected. It might even be a side effect of something else.chinman wrote:Right then I'll keep it brief. I personally thought this chapter was a pretty good change of pace and helped serve a vital purpose by not only including some important plot points while also serving as a refresher for a number of the story's side-characters, which considering how long and large this story is, has been long overdue.
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While I don't entirely understand why the story needed to be moved forward a full 3 months, I do trust that this will all make sense soon enough. Also another reason I'm not too bothered by the time skip is because its reminiscent of Half-Life 2's pre-final act time skip, so maybe I'm just biased. :D
The only real suggestion I have could be considered minor enough to fall under the realm of Bellisario's Maxim, but I am kind of hoping next chapter will include an explanation for why BJ couldn't use her Pipbuck's transceiver during the three months she was stuck in the Core.
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Fortunately, I can now confirm that the next chapter will indeed include an explanation. A good one, in my opinion. :)Shady wrote:But wouldn't that interfere with the Perceptitron reception also? At least in my head it would make the most sense that that data travels in the same way as other Stable-tech data like location tags.O. Hinds wrote:Well, given all the radiation, Enervation, degradation, and killer robot... ation, radio jamming wouldn't be unexpected. It might even be a side effect of something else.chinman wrote:Right then I'll keep it brief. I personally thought this chapter was a pretty good change of pace and helped serve a vital purpose by not only including some important plot points while also serving as a refresher for a number of the story's side-characters, which considering how long and large this story is, has been long overdue.
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While I don't entirely understand why the story needed to be moved forward a full 3 months, I do trust that this will all make sense soon enough. Also another reason I'm not too bothered by the time skip is because its reminiscent of Half-Life 2's pre-final act time skip, so maybe I'm just biased. :D
The only real suggestion I have could be considered minor enough to fall under the realm of Bellisario's Maxim, but I am kind of hoping next chapter will include an explanation for why BJ couldn't use her Pipbuck's transceiver during the three months she was stuck in the Core.
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Re: [GRIMDARK] Fallout Equestria: Project Horizons Discussion
Well, it kind of sounded like the feeds that the Perceptitron picks up on run through some kind of back channels that weren't entirely legal or publically known. "Official" data like tags probably get relayed on a different port, so to speak, which Cogs has deliberately blocked. And, of course, a Pipbuck broadcaster is another step down, being limited by the power and antenna available in a wrist-mounted device.Shady wrote:But wouldn't that interfere with the Perceptitron reception also? At least in my head it would make the most sense that that data travels in the same way as other Stable-tech data like location tags.
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I would tend to assume that the broadcaster still occupies the same peripheral slot on the PipBuck, and the PipBuck integration just replaces the cuff it's normally worn on, both structurally and in terms of the biosensor data feeds.swicked wrote:Right, I thought it was external. That came up in the editors chat for reasons.SilentCarto wrote:Well, it kind of sounded like the feeds that the Perceptitron picks up on run through some kind of back channels that weren't entirely legal or publically known. "Official" data like tags probably get relayed on a different port, so to speak, which Cogs has deliberately blocked. And, of course, a Pipbuck broadcaster is another step down, being limited by the power and antenna available in a wrist-mounted device.Shady wrote:But wouldn't that interfere with the Perceptitron reception also? At least in my head it would make the most sense that that data travels in the same way as other Stable-tech data like location tags.
Given BJ's pipbuck is in her leg, I wonder if her broadcaster's just, like... sitting next to it, shielded in her leg, or if they've got some external setup with the antenna integrated into her body or heck if I know.
Makes one wonder what other peripherals were created for the PipBuck...
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One thing worth noting is that it seems like signals can /enter/ the core, but can't /leave/ it. All the miscellaneous exposition in Ch63 is talking about how everything inside the core is trapped by it, so maybe this counts for radio signals as well?
The Perceptitron is supposed to work by basically piggybacking on the signals being sent by the pipbucks, at least based on what Chicanery described. So there isn't really a signal being /sent/ by Blackjack when she uses the Perceptitron, she's just receiving a signal.
This would explain why Blackjack can get reception while inside the core, but nothing outside can see her.
The Perceptitron is supposed to work by basically piggybacking on the signals being sent by the pipbucks, at least based on what Chicanery described. So there isn't really a signal being /sent/ by Blackjack when she uses the Perceptitron, she's just receiving a signal.
This would explain why Blackjack can get reception while inside the core, but nothing outside can see her.
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TyrannisUmbra wrote:One thing worth noting is that it seems like signals can /enter/ the core, but can't /leave/ it. All the miscellaneous exposition in Ch63 is talking about how everything inside the core is trapped by it, so maybe this counts for radio signals as well?
The Perceptitron is supposed to work by basically piggybacking on the signals being sent by the pipbucks, at least based on what Chicanery described. So there isn't really a signal being /sent/ by Blackjack when she uses the Perceptitron, she's just receiving a signal.
This would explain why Blackjack can get reception while inside the core, but nothing outside can see her.
I think that the Perceptitron piggybacks the signals sent between Pipbucks, meaning it basically hacks a Pipbuck to extract way more data than it normally would broadcast at all. (And because of magitech, I'd say it's a fair bet that it makes the Pipbuck record more than it would normally be able to.) The alternative is that every pony who's ever worn a Pipbuck has unknowingly had secret memory-orb quality broadcasts, which for most ponies is practically their entire lives. While that would certainly be creepy as hell, it's logically inconsistent with the fact that the Perceptitron was an invention (near the end of the war) designed to snoop on ponies, and that it's the only one of its kind.
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Fairly sure that was being metaphorical, just like how Hoofington itself tends to trap people in insidious ways. It's like the old saw about how to catch a raccoon from Where the Red Fern Grows. Supposedly, you drill a hole in a log just big enough for a quarter, then drive nails in around it. A raccoon will see the shiny quarter and grab it, but now he can't get his paw past the nails. The raccoon could let go any time and walk away, but he will remain trapped there until the hunter arrives because he refuses to let go of the quarter. (I call BS on this, but anyway.)TyrannisUmbra wrote:One thing worth noting is that it seems like signals can /enter/ the core, but can't /leave/ it. All the miscellaneous exposition in Ch63 is talking about how everything inside the core is trapped by it, so maybe this counts for radio signals as well?
Hoofington, and the Core, are not literally a black hole -- people are free to leave at any time. But it takes determination to leave all the temptations behind. During the war, it was the illusion of safety and security. Now it's the lure of riches and power. As Finders Keepers said, you never quite hit the jackpot. It's always just enough to keep you going, just enough to feed your hope that the next find will be the big one. Even BJ isn't immune -- she could leave the city to rot, but her conscience won't allow it, and there's always another tantalizing hint of the city's history, beckoning her to delve one more abandoned tunnel, uncover one more secret that just might unravel the whole mystery...
This is the only consistent answer. Cog picked up on the transmission from Steel Rain's Pipbuck, which means it was emitting an unusual data feed rather than some always-on broadcast of everything the wearer experiences.Derpmind wrote:I think that the Perceptitron piggybacks the signals sent between Pipbucks, meaning it basically hacks a Pipbuck to extract way more data than it normally would broadcast at all.
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Re: [GRIMDARK] Fallout Equestria: Project Horizons Discussion
Sure thing! It's in the "Other Editing" section. I'll say, though, that even pulling out the cases where the assault carbine shows up, it's hard to track what's going on with them. There were at least two or three Blackjack used at different points, some of which may have been good against armor, one which seemed weak, and at least one she used as a semi-automatic. It's not really clear where or when they were obtained, in all cases. In at least one case, she breaks the gun and in a later chapter has another assault carbine without, I believe, ever having mentioned getting another in the interim. For some of the cases, I just kind of assume either she or someone else in the party picked one up and added it to the inventory without it getting called out in narration.O. Hinds wrote:Ah, thank you.TyrannisUmbra wrote:Somepony told me I should post here to notify the editing team of a little thing I noticed while reading.
Blackjack's been using an 'Assault Carbine' in the recent chapters (I can't remember when she got it... but it was sometime within the past 10-15 chapters I think?), but the weapon she's /actually/ using is the Marksman (Markspony?) Carbine. Normally I wouldn't even think it's that important, but the distinctions between the two are pretty substantial. The Assault Carbine is an automatic weapon that uses the 5mm (and thus armor piercing) rounds, and multiple times she's fallen back on it and complained about how it's not good at shredding armor (When the Assault Carbine should be amazing at it, probably moreso than any of her other weapons).
So the times it's been called "Assault Carbine" should be changed to "Markspony Carbine".
Also something minor, but I noticed that the word 'me' was doubled in... ch58. Another word was doubled more recently, I think, but I don't remember what it was.Keep up the good work, and stuff... I'll keep catching up in my reading, just two more to go now.While his armor tried to lift back to the skies, his viscera were pulled into the dirt. The three banked and dove again, two blasting the green with a focused barrage while the third still aimed for me me. The green used some kind of spell… a green ray I’d never seen before.
Icy Shake, might I please prevail upon you to add the carbine name issue to your next scan? You are, I think, better-equipped for it than I am.
Not having played New Vegas, I can't speak to how accurate this suggestion might be, but could the difference in performance against armor be due to using different ammunition in the same carbine, such as 5.56mm hollow point instead of 5.56mm armor piercing?
Also, "markspony carbines" have been used by the Brood of Coyotyl, so the ponification of "marksman carbine" is already available.
- Chapter Six Running Thoughts:
- “Ugh. I am not a smart pony. Why do I have to deal with all this complicated shit?”
“Stop whining, Blackjack,” P-21 said from ahead.
“I am not whining. I am complaining.”
“No. I’m fairly sure that’s whining,” Glory commented overhead.
No respect. I tell ya, I get no respect.
A little too much show and pop-culture referencing right here for my taste, mostly because it's not particularly well integrated in comparison to later, larger cases. I don't really think the whining/complaining distinction makes the most sense coming from Blackjack, who of course is very different in a number of ways from Rarity. Similarly the Dangerfield is weird coming from someone who was just putting herself down without any setup.
He seemed to detect my skepticism and smiled graciously. “I understand that the burden is on the Society to prove its worthiness to lead. We don’t expect everypony in the Wasteland to bend knee to us simply because we say so. But for a thousand years and more, Equestria knew peace and harmony under an autocrat. Why should it not be so again?”
It's stuff like this that makes it hard to really get a read on Splendid. On the surface there's the beauty and charm, contrasting with what he's trying to do. Yet he tends to come across as reasonable, even as much of what he's supporting is pretty self-serving and his means questionable, to say the least. In a way, I think Splendid has a lot of the traits I'm supposed to see in Red Eye, but don't.
He blinked out of his reverie, looking… embarrassed? “Yeah? What? Oh, think? I think… ah...” I stared in fascination as he actually stammered! “I… I’ll leave it up to you.”
Oh, who's enjoying the eye candy now, P-21? But in all seriousness, this opens the door a little bit more to letting more out about him than (legitimately) angry guy with a grudge, sticking with Blackjack out of necessity and, by this point, friendship (whatever he may say to the contrary--after all, he could probably have figured out a way to get by on his own at Megamart if he really wanted to leave Blackjack).
I really like the description of the hospital atrium, especially the implicit way the rain forms tears on the statue of Fluttershy.
“Give me bodies… or something shooting at me… or something. Not freaky pictures and words written in dark paint.” I glanced back and saw both of them staring at me. “What?”
“She doesn’t know?” Glory whimpered to P-21.
“Apparently not,” P-21 said as he looked behind us.
“Know what?”
It was pretty apparent even before, but this was a more effective way of making it explicit than just having Blackjack realize it herself at the beginning, and builds her up as someone who isn't great at reading between the lines.
As we watched, a knee-high door in the wall opened up and a small mechanical pony trotted out and washed off the smears of blood with rotating buffers on its hooves. It ignored the severed head. Now that was some shoddy programming. Then it turned and disappeared back into its little door.
Or, of course, not. A nice little bit of foreshadowing and tone reinforcement.
We encountered a box in the hall, a large metal cube with small pink hearts painted on each side. I couldn’t explain why, but I had the strangest fondness for the box. There was a little handle sticking out of the side.
Again, not so sure about the Portal reference. Also, why was there a pony-sized Jack in the box in the hospital in the first place? I get that there would be toys and stuff--it is a children's department, after all--but why so big? Whatever, maybe it was even constructed from scratch post-apocalypse.
“All around the mulberry bush… the monkey chased the weasel…” Glory sang softly, and I couldn’t bring myself to stop her.
Dammit, Glory. How the fuck do you think that's appropriate to the situation?
A body dressed in a foal’s tutu impaled on a turntable.
Can't deny, that one's pretty good.
Best game of Red Light, Green Light ever.
“Either I’m incompetent or I’m cursed. Either way, you’re better off without me,” I muttered. Is this it? Is this the part where the wasteland breaks me? “I don’t know what to do and I keep getting ponies killed that don’t deserve it,” I whispered.
P-21 sighed, hugging the shotgun with his hooves. “I don’t know what to do either. If there isn’t a terminal or a lock I might as well be back in 99. I’m so scared right now that the only thing I know for sure is that I’m going to die, and it’s going to be ugly. I’m not you, Blackjack. I might be smarter than you, but I’m not as brave as you are.”
These two really complement each other well. Direction for stability.
“You’re splitting us up,” he said flatly. “You know nothing good can come of this, Blackjack.”
Is this the first time "Let's split up, gang"</Fred> has been the plan? It might be, and may also be one of the times it's worked out better.
“You put one shell in! You take another one out!” I shouted as I blasted another bunny camera. “You load another shell in and you blast it all about! You do the pony pokey and take the fuckers out. That’s what it’s all about!”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WeTurbxoeE4&feature=player_detailpage#t=98
(1:38 in; for some reason it seems like it won't link to the time.)
PH did it first, and better.
“I wanna be a unicorn,” she hissed. The gun shook in my magical grip as my focus wrestled with what was before me. “Can I be you?”
New peak of creepy?
‘Marigold: PH medical authorization: Denied.’ Only the Ministry of Peace could have a form denial stamp with frowning bunnies, I supposed. Then, stamped on top of it in pink ink with butterflies: ‘Medical waiver: Approved.’
Okay, so PH did probably have something to do with the space program, directly.
“Lucky Marigold. I could sure use some of that luck now,” I said as I flipped through the first few pages and glanced at the picture of a blue unicorn with bright glasses standing in front of some kind of missile.
You have it more than you know.
The biomedical team found the …kkkkzzztt… experimental of course, but it’s almost a megaspell-level infusion. Practically a cure for death.
The healing talisman?
oooOOOooo
Since it's the first one of the story, I'll just say that I've often imagined orbs starting and ending with this sound:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5njbjnQG_U&feature=player_detailpage#t=43
(0:43 in.)
The yellow pegasus may have been smaller and less dramatic than her statuary counterpart, but as I watched I couldn’t shake the grace and beauty and aura of kindness that seemed to radiate off her. She greeted everypony by name, shook hooves, and talked with clear sincerity and interest. Just touching her hoof made me feel special, and it wasn’t even me!
Establishing the basis of the Charisma boost.
“Bad. Bad. Bad ponies. Bad,” the robots chanted as the medical arm released my guts and reversed to slam itself against the fallen grating.
Real lucky it released the guts first. I think that would have been the end, otherwise.
“I thought if I healed your leg I’d stop reminding you of 99. Then maybe we could be friends.”
He arched a brow and smiled, shaking his head. “Ever think it’s not about you, Blackjack?” I blinked stupidly at him and he sighed softly. “Guess not. Come on. We’ve got one last thing to deal with.”
If I recall correctly, she might start getting a little better on that front in the mid- to late fifties, with occasional instances before then.
“Wake them up! See if they’re crazy.” I could kill crazy foals… I hoped. Oh Goddesses, did I actually just think that?!
Well, I can see how you might. You've been through a lot, and if they were an active threat . . .
I turned and looked at the terminal. ‘Y’ and ‘enter’. The hum of fans died one after another as I murdered forty children.
Beautifully, simply written.
And, of course, the moment that changes " allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"Hush Now, Quiet Now" forever.
- Chapter Six Overall Thoughts:
- Apart from a few references I didn't think went over well, this was probably the first unrevised chapter I can say I thought was very, very strong. The high point is its atmosphere: it's dark, eerie, and compelling. At other times, the scenery is beautiful, particularly in the atrium, where the Fluttersy statue was.
Splendid is introduced, and it's too bad he's not on screen too much, because his charm, charisma, and somewhat off-putting ideals and methods combine to make him an interesting if ambivalence-inspiring character. I wonder if he and the Society were meant to be Red Eye lite, and if so, I think that he especially fit the bill, as I see in Splendid some of the traits that Littlepip did in Red Eye, but which I did not.
P-21 and Blackjack have a clarifying moment together as she tries to get him to kill her for--in Blackjack's mind--getting Glory killed. He assures her of her bravery and that she wasn't at fault; she shows her reliance on and trust in him, as well as the fragility of spirit that will continue to plague her for a long time.
One of my favorite early character moments for Blackjack is this one:
He arched a brow and smiled, shaking his head. “Ever think it’s not about you, Blackjack?” I blinked stupidly at him and he sighed softly. “Guess not.”
I simply love how she clearly, literally has never imagined that this wasn't just about her. And it's something that had already shown up this chapter, in her trying to give P-21 the shotgun to kill her with, and will remain at least an intermittent feature for much of the story. In particular, I think it's great that it's both a weakness for her--a myopia that can keep her from seeing the real cause of things, not to mention a frequent source of pain--and a source of drive or strength of character, one that keeps her from just letting someone else worry about what's wrong with the world, even as she has a certain fear of responsibility.
From a plot standpoint, we have Marigold's health denial and waiver, plus a picture of her in front of a rocket Blackjack believes is a missile. What I'd missed in the past was: ‘Marigold: PH medical authorization: Denied.’--that it was connected to Project Horizons, presumably. Of course, it's only subtext at this point, and it's not yet been shown that Marigold was an astronaut. But it's more than I had thought we had until much later in the story.
Otherwise, there's the first memory orb, which mostly just lays the groundwork to explain who's behind the torture and murder in the FMC, but does include the first O.I.A. liaison in Garnet.
- Chapter Six Editing:
- Never have I been so happy to reach a parking lot.
"have" to "had"?
I’d never seen a structure like it before; which admittedly wasn’t saying much.
Semicolon to comma.
“Somepony needed some squatters moved?”
removed? may still work this way, but the connotations seem different to me.
and not clean in a ‘I was just rained on’ way.
"a" to "an"
am Prince Splendid.” You bet you
Only one space after quotation.
He gave a great sigh. “Sadly, few in the Wasteland will
Prince Splendid had been rather gracious to me. “Is he
a single word was written as if with a paintbrush. ‘PLAY’
Only one space after period.
The word was painted every few feet; sometimes in elegant cursive and sometimes in wild, broad letters.
Semicolon to comma?
There were other little variances; dolls hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the hallway.
Semicolon to period?
Shit.” P-21 repeated over and over again as he
period to comma
‘Play,’ the sanguine words demanded.
Comma to outside of quotation marks, and possibly "Play" to all caps to match the other two cases it was written out (also, for what it's worth, I think that has a stronger emotional impact than normal sentence case).
The note hit ‘pop’, the metal top snapped open and out flew a pony.
Suggest either starting sentence with "when" or adding a comma after "open."
Sick fu- wait... not sick enough. “Run!” I yelled as
second hyphen for dash, only one space after period, should have only one space after quotation.
“I…” She swallowed and walked
Only one space after quotation.
He must be with security,” She said softly.
"She" shouldn't be capitalized.
you fuckers?! What!” I screamed
should have only one space after quotation.
Somewhere in this place is someone controlling everything. You’ve got to
only one space after period
I finished loading the last drum and clip for the shotgun and automatic pistol; shock rounds in the latter, slugs and explosive shells in the former.
Semicolon to colon?
But I know kids. I know this isn’t
only one space after period
They won’t be neglected.” Redheart assured
period to comma
Somepony, Redheart I suspected, had cut the connection between the repair bots and the facility maneframe.
suggest dashes after "somepony" and "suspected" and comma after "Redheart," or reorder to "I suspected Redheart."
I rounded on P-21. “I’m not killing
Only one space after period.
I’m sorry.” I whispered as tears ran down my cheeks
I think the period should be a comma and there should be only one space after the quotation.
Hush now, quiet now… It’s time to go to bed.”
second space after ellipsis or no capitalization for "It's"
Let the joy of daylight find you.
Unless it's part of Glory falling apart, "daylight" should be "dreamland"
- Other Editing:
- Chapter 41:
“It’s a lot worse than that. Deus’ bounty hunters were generally poor and poorly armed. The biggest threat to you was Deus himself. These cultists, though, are coming up with ordinance I’ve rarely seen before. Anti-machine rifles and assault carbines that are brand new, out-of-the-crate quality. They’re all wearing Equestrian Army combat armor and they’ve got ample food stores.”
(this is the first instance of assault carbine since before Blackjack first died)
"Deus's"
Chapter 45:
Anti Machine, however, was free and clear to shoot at the mare lying on her back in front of him. Steel Rain came stomping out, and I was fairly certain he’d happily blast all four of us to finish me off.
maybe "Anti-Machine," but the fact it's used as a name could justify the change
But when Anti Machine stepped out the gaping hole in the front and leveled his barrels at the mare, the batpony darted down as a shadowy blur and tagged all four hooves against his head, staggering the Ranger.
*likewise
Lacunae’s anti machine rifle and S.A.T.S.-enhanced marksponyship proved devastating as she stood
"anti-machine"
Anti Machine and Minigun sent up a barrage at Stygius and Psychoshy; the pair of fliers darted about crazily.
maybe "Anti-Machine," but the fact it's used as a name could justify the change
Chapter 52:
Lacunae lifted a Harbinger’s dropped assault carbine to me, then seized an anti machine rifle from a staggered mare and swung it hard into her face like a giant club. “Then we’ll buy you the time you need.”
(this might be the one)
"anti-machine"
As his neck snapped, I heaved him over me as a shield to catch the anti machine rifle rounds of the other two, and scooped up his carbine to replace my empty one.
(or this one; it's in the same scene as the last)
"anti-machine"
Ignore the red flashes on my damage display. More time. Grab. Gouge eyes. Take carbine. Shoot face. Roll with the explosion.
(this might be the one, or at least one case that she grabbed and kept one)
It flashed… then popped like a lightbulb burning out. My carbine dropped to the ground as I reeled like a hammer had smashed upside my horn once again.
(Presumably someone else in the party may have picked it up)
Chapter 53:
Glory silenced him with a single stare and then pointed at the heaps of assault carbines and anti-machine rifles we’d taken from the Harbingers.
(this seems like it might be the latest point she would have gotten it, maybe?)
Chapter 54:
An assault carbine would have to do for longer ranges.
(Implies she has one)
Then more. I stopped and drew the assault carbine with my magic
only one space after period
cover of a rusty skywagon laying on its side in the middle
"laying" should be "lying"
and finally it got on my nerves. I looked right at him and
only one space after period
I swapped to the assault carbine, but the close quarters meant that I was firing wildly at best.
(not much stands out)
These were the Brood of Coyotl; they didn’t laugh, talk, glare at me, or do much more than follow. Familiar red lights gleamed in their eyes, but that was the only hint that they’d been augmented.
(note that you use "markspony carbine," so that is already legitimate PH language. I couldn't tell on a quick pass if she picked up one of these in this scene; it didn't seem like she did, but I don't think it was the last time they encountered Brood that chapter, either, with Glory I believe getting a sample of their eyes at one point)
Lacunae levitated Scotch up onto her back while coolly taking aim and blasting a hellhound through the skull with her anti machine rifle.
"anti-machine"
Chapter 55:
I ran into two still-functioning turrets. The machines strafed me with machinegun fire, but with S.A.T.S. and the assault carbine I managed to shred them without taking too much damage.
(here it seems like she has no problem with armor, if indeed the turrets are armored)
I whirled, assault carbine raised as the monitor cast out its feeble glow in a dim green cone across the murky fluid under my hooves.
along the rows of worktables. Robots didn’t laugh like that
only one space after period
I raised the carbine and fired as fast as my horn could pull the trigger, at the same time dropping back to all four hooves. Her bladed wings snapped up, the bullets sparking as they deflected off the metallic vanes.
(seems like may be weak on armor, also semi-auto, but there was no mention of carbines between the turret scene and this)
Chapter 56:
“I really miss my gun,” Glory muttered. “Weren’t there supposed to be bodyguards outside?” I floated my assault carbine over to her. She looked at it skeptically, then bit down on the trigger bit guard and secured the gun in her hooves as she took cover behind the bed. P-21 looked at Persuasion, then joined her.
(Nothing in particular stands out with this one)
The first pair struggled to their hooves. “Tag!” she shouted in glee and launched herself after them. There was a scream, a wet pulpy noise, and the chatter of a carbine.
(she could have recovered this)
Chapter 60:
I still had my sword, the cloak, Vigilance, and an assault carbine in my saddlebags, but I didn’t know where Duty and Sacrifice had fallen to.
Chapter 61:
The other wing swept around to the side and I tried to slow the strike with the assault carbine. The weapon was torn into a half dozen chunks of metal, the magazine exploding between us as the bullets within were cleaved, but it did give me the precious second I needed to get my body clear of the attack.
(this one is dead; she must have gotten another before the next case)
Chapter 62.I:
I had to surrender my guns before we went onto the bridge proper. Fortunately, they were far more interested in my pistols and carbine than in my sword.
(now she surrenders it, but I think it was recovered)
Chapter 62.II:
I switched to the assault carbine, but the lighter bullets weren’t nearly as effective at chewing through the turrets’ plating.
(this one is 5.56mm)
Well, that happened. Too late to start tonight if I don't want to split it, so I guess I know what I'm doing tomorrow. Too bad, too, because I'd just started feeling like I'd caught up with things as I was finishing this post.O. Hinds wrote:(snop)
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Ah, thank you very much as always.Icy Shake wrote:Sure thing! It's in the "Other Editing" section. I'll say, though, that even pulling out the cases where the assault carbine shows up, it's hard to track what's going on with them. There were at least two or three Blackjack used at different points, some of which may have been good against armor, one which seemed weak, and at least one she used as a semi-automatic. It's not really clear where or when they were obtained, in all cases. In at least one case, she breaks the gun and in a later chapter has another assault carbine without, I believe, ever having mentioned getting another in the interim. For some of the cases, I just kind of assume either she or someone else in the party picked one up and added it to the inventory without it getting called out in narration.O. Hinds wrote:Ah, thank you.TyrannisUmbra wrote:Somepony told me I should post here to notify the editing team of a little thing I noticed while reading.
Blackjack's been using an 'Assault Carbine' in the recent chapters (I can't remember when she got it... but it was sometime within the past 10-15 chapters I think?), but the weapon she's /actually/ using is the Marksman (Markspony?) Carbine. Normally I wouldn't even think it's that important, but the distinctions between the two are pretty substantial. The Assault Carbine is an automatic weapon that uses the 5mm (and thus armor piercing) rounds, and multiple times she's fallen back on it and complained about how it's not good at shredding armor (When the Assault Carbine should be amazing at it, probably moreso than any of her other weapons).
So the times it's been called "Assault Carbine" should be changed to "Markspony Carbine".
Also something minor, but I noticed that the word 'me' was doubled in... ch58. Another word was doubled more recently, I think, but I don't remember what it was.Keep up the good work, and stuff... I'll keep catching up in my reading, just two more to go now.While his armor tried to lift back to the skies, his viscera were pulled into the dirt. The three banked and dove again, two blasting the green with a focused barrage while the third still aimed for me me. The green used some kind of spell… a green ray I’d never seen before.
Icy Shake, might I please prevail upon you to add the carbine name issue to your next scan? You are, I think, better-equipped for it than I am.
Not having played New Vegas, I can't speak to how accurate this suggestion might be, but could the difference in performance against armor be due to using different ammunition in the same carbine, such as 5.56mm hollow point instead of 5.56mm armor piercing?
Also, "markspony carbines" have been used by the Brood of Coyotyl, so the ponification of "marksman carbine" is already available.
- Chapter Six Running Thoughts:
“Ugh. I am not a smart pony. Why do I have to deal with all this complicated shit?”
“Stop whining, Blackjack,” P-21 said from ahead.
“I am not whining. I am complaining.”
“No. I’m fairly sure that’s whining,” Glory commented overhead.
No respect. I tell ya, I get no respect.
A little too much show and pop-culture referencing right here for my taste, mostly because it's not particularly well integrated in comparison to later, larger cases. I don't really think the whining/complaining distinction makes the most sense coming from Blackjack, who of course is very different in a number of ways from Rarity. Similarly the Dangerfield is weird coming from someone who was just putting herself down without any setup.
He seemed to detect my skepticism and smiled graciously. “I understand that the burden is on the Society to prove its worthiness to lead. We don’t expect everypony in the Wasteland to bend knee to us simply because we say so. But for a thousand years and more, Equestria knew peace and harmony under an autocrat. Why should it not be so again?”
It's stuff like this that makes it hard to really get a read on Splendid. On the surface there's the beauty and charm, contrasting with what he's trying to do. Yet he tends to come across as reasonable, even as much of what he's supporting is pretty self-serving and his means questionable, to say the least. In a way, I think Splendid has a lot of the traits I'm supposed to see in Red Eye, but don't.
He blinked out of his reverie, looking… embarrassed? “Yeah? What? Oh, think? I think… ah...” I stared in fascination as he actually stammered! “I… I’ll leave it up to you.”
Oh, who's enjoying the eye candy now, P-21? But in all seriousness, this opens the door a little bit more to letting more out about him than (legitimately) angry guy with a grudge, sticking with Blackjack out of necessity and, by this point, friendship (whatever he may say to the contrary--after all, he could probably have figured out a way to get by on his own at Megamart if he really wanted to leave Blackjack).
I really like the description of the hospital atrium, especially the implicit way the rain forms tears on the statue of Fluttershy.
“Give me bodies… or something shooting at me… or something. Not freaky pictures and words written in dark paint.” I glanced back and saw both of them staring at me. “What?”
“She doesn’t know?” Glory whimpered to P-21.
“Apparently not,” P-21 said as he looked behind us.
“Know what?”
It was pretty apparent even before, but this was a more effective way of making it explicit than just having Blackjack realize it herself at the beginning, and builds her up as someone who isn't great at reading between the lines.
As we watched, a knee-high door in the wall opened up and a small mechanical pony trotted out and washed off the smears of blood with rotating buffers on its hooves. It ignored the severed head. Now that was some shoddy programming. Then it turned and disappeared back into its little door.
Or, of course, not. A nice little bit of foreshadowing and tone reinforcement.
We encountered a box in the hall, a large metal cube with small pink hearts painted on each side. I couldn’t explain why, but I had the strangest fondness for the box. There was a little handle sticking out of the side.
Again, not so sure about the Portal reference. Also, why was there a pony-sized Jack in the box in the hospital in the first place? I get that there would be toys and stuff--it is a children's department, after all--but why so big? Whatever, maybe it was even constructed from scratch post-apocalypse.
“All around the mulberry bush… the monkey chased the weasel…” Glory sang softly, and I couldn’t bring myself to stop her.
Dammit, Glory. How the fuck do you think that's appropriate to the situation?
A body dressed in a foal’s tutu impaled on a turntable.
Can't deny, that one's pretty good.
Best game of Red Light, Green Light ever.
“Either I’m incompetent or I’m cursed. Either way, you’re better off without me,” I muttered. Is this it? Is this the part where the wasteland breaks me? “I don’t know what to do and I keep getting ponies killed that don’t deserve it,” I whispered.
P-21 sighed, hugging the shotgun with his hooves. “I don’t know what to do either. If there isn’t a terminal or a lock I might as well be back in 99. I’m so scared right now that the only thing I know for sure is that I’m going to die, and it’s going to be ugly. I’m not you, Blackjack. I might be smarter than you, but I’m not as brave as you are.”
These two really complement each other well. Direction for stability.
“You’re splitting us up,” he said flatly. “You know nothing good can come of this, Blackjack.”
Is this the first time "Let's split up, gang"</Fred> has been the plan? It might be, and may also be one of the times it's worked out better.
“You put one shell in! You take another one out!” I shouted as I blasted another bunny camera. “You load another shell in and you blast it all about! You do the pony pokey and take the fuckers out. That’s what it’s all about!”
Flash
Flash
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WeTurbxoeE4&feature=player_detailpage#t=98
(1:38 in; for some reason it seems like it won't link to the time.)
PH did it first, and better.
“I wanna be a unicorn,” she hissed. The gun shook in my magical grip as my focus wrestled with what was before me. “Can I be you?”
New peak of creepy?
‘Marigold: PH medical authorization: Denied.’ Only the Ministry of Peace could have a form denial stamp with frowning bunnies, I supposed. Then, stamped on top of it in pink ink with butterflies: ‘Medical waiver: Approved.’
Okay, so PH did probably have something to do with the space program, directly.
“Lucky Marigold. I could sure use some of that luck now,” I said as I flipped through the first few pages and glanced at the picture of a blue unicorn with bright glasses standing in front of some kind of missile.
You have it more than you know.
The biomedical team found the …kkkkzzztt… experimental of course, but it’s almost a megaspell-level infusion. Practically a cure for death.
The healing talisman?
oooOOOooo
Since it's the first one of the story, I'll just say that I've often imagined orbs starting and ending with this sound:
Flash
Flash
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5njbjnQG_U&feature=player_detailpage#t=43
(0:43 in.)
The yellow pegasus may have been smaller and less dramatic than her statuary counterpart, but as I watched I couldn’t shake the grace and beauty and aura of kindness that seemed to radiate off her. She greeted everypony by name, shook hooves, and talked with clear sincerity and interest. Just touching her hoof made me feel special, and it wasn’t even me!
Establishing the basis of the Charisma boost.
“Bad. Bad. Bad ponies. Bad,” the robots chanted as the medical arm released my guts and reversed to slam itself against the fallen grating.
Real lucky it released the guts first. I think that would have been the end, otherwise.
“I thought if I healed your leg I’d stop reminding you of 99. Then maybe we could be friends.”
He arched a brow and smiled, shaking his head. “Ever think it’s not about you, Blackjack?” I blinked stupidly at him and he sighed softly. “Guess not. Come on. We’ve got one last thing to deal with.”
If I recall correctly, she might start getting a little better on that front in the mid- to late fifties, with occasional instances before then.
“Wake them up! See if they’re crazy.” I could kill crazy foals… I hoped. Oh Goddesses, did I actually just think that?!
Well, I can see how you might. You've been through a lot, and if they were an active threat . . .
I turned and looked at the terminal. ‘Y’ and ‘enter’. The hum of fans died one after another as I murdered forty children.
Beautifully, simply written.
And, of course, the moment that changes "Hush Now, Quiet Now" forever.
- Chapter Six Overall Thoughts:
Apart from a few references I didn't think went over well, this was probably the first unrevised chapter I can say I thought was very, very strong. The high point is its atmosphere: it's dark, eerie, and compelling. At other times, the scenery is beautiful, particularly in the atrium, where the Fluttersy statue was.
Splendid is introduced, and it's too bad he's not on screen too much, because his charm, charisma, and somewhat off-putting ideals and methods combine to make him an interesting if ambivalence-inspiring character. I wonder if he and the Society were meant to be Red Eye lite, and if so, I think that he especially fit the bill, as I see in Splendid some of the traits that Littlepip did in Red Eye, but which I did not.
P-21 and Blackjack have a clarifying moment together as she tries to get him to kill her for--in Blackjack's mind--getting Glory killed. He assures her of her bravery and that she wasn't at fault; she shows her reliance on and trust in him, as well as the fragility of spirit that will continue to plague her for a long time.
One of my favorite early character moments for Blackjack is this one:
He arched a brow and smiled, shaking his head. “Ever think it’s not about you, Blackjack?” I blinked stupidly at him and he sighed softly. “Guess not.”
I simply love how she clearly, literally has never imagined that this wasn't just about her. And it's something that had already shown up this chapter, in her trying to give P-21 the shotgun to kill her with, and will remain at least an intermittent feature for much of the story. In particular, I think it's great that it's both a weakness for her--a myopia that can keep her from seeing the real cause of things, not to mention a frequent source of pain--and a source of drive or strength of character, one that keeps her from just letting someone else worry about what's wrong with the world, even as she has a certain fear of responsibility.
From a plot standpoint, we have Marigold's health denial and waiver, plus a picture of her in front of a rocket Blackjack believes is a missile. What I'd missed in the past was: ‘Marigold: PH medical authorization: Denied.’--that it was connected to Project Horizons, presumably. Of course, it's only subtext at this point, and it's not yet been shown that Marigold was an astronaut. But it's more than I had thought we had until much later in the story.
Otherwise, there's the first memory orb, which mostly just lays the groundwork to explain who's behind the torture and murder in the FMC, but does include the first O.I.A. liaison in Garnet.
- Chapter Six Editing:
Never have I been so happy to reach a parking lot.
"have" to "had"?
I’d never seen a structure like it before; which admittedly wasn’t saying much.
Semicolon to comma.
“Somepony needed some squatters moved?”
removed? may still work this way, but the connotations seem different to me.
and not clean in a ‘I was just rained on’ way.
"a" to "an"
am Prince Splendid.” You bet you
Only one space after quotation.
He gave a great sigh. “Sadly, few in the Wasteland will
Prince Splendid had been rather gracious to me. “Is he
a single word was written as if with a paintbrush. ‘PLAY’
Only one space after period.
The word was painted every few feet; sometimes in elegant cursive and sometimes in wild, broad letters.
Semicolon to comma?
There were other little variances; dolls hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the hallway.
Semicolon to period?
Shit.” P-21 repeated over and over again as he
period to comma
‘Play,’ the sanguine words demanded.
Comma to outside of quotation marks, and possibly "Play" to all caps to match the other two cases it was written out (also, for what it's worth, I think that has a stronger emotional impact than normal sentence case).
The note hit ‘pop’, the metal top snapped open and out flew a pony.
Suggest either starting sentence with "when" or adding a comma after "open."
Sick fu- wait... not sick enough. “Run!” I yelled as
second hyphen for dash, only one space after period, should have only one space after quotation.
“I…” She swallowed and walked
Only one space after quotation.
He must be with security,” She said softly.
"She" shouldn't be capitalized.
you fuckers?! What!” I screamed
should have only one space after quotation.
Somewhere in this place is someone controlling everything. You’ve got to
only one space after period
I finished loading the last drum and clip for the shotgun and automatic pistol; shock rounds in the latter, slugs and explosive shells in the former.
Semicolon to colon?
But I know kids. I know this isn’t
only one space after period
They won’t be neglected.” Redheart assured
period to comma
Somepony, Redheart I suspected, had cut the connection between the repair bots and the facility maneframe.
suggest dashes after "somepony" and "suspected" and comma after "Redheart," or reorder to "I suspected Redheart."
I rounded on P-21. “I’m not killing
Only one space after period.
I’m sorry.” I whispered as tears ran down my cheeks
I think the period should be a comma and there should be only one space after the quotation.
Hush now, quiet now… It’s time to go to bed.”
second space after ellipsis or no capitalization for "It's"
Let the joy of daylight find you.
Unless it's part of Glory falling apart, "daylight" should be "dreamland"
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41: “It’s a lot worse than that. Deus’ bounty hunters were generally poor and poorly armed. The biggest threat to you was Deus himself. These cultists, though, are coming up with ordinance I’ve rarely seen before. Anti-machine rifles and assault carbines that are brand new, out-of-the-crate quality. They’re all wearing Equestrian Army combat armor and they’ve got ample food stores.”
("Deus's") (this is the first instance of assault carbine since before Blackjack first died)
45: Anti Machine, however, was free and clear to shoot at the mare lying on her back in front of him. Steel Rain came stomping out, and I was fairly certain he’d happily blast all four of us to finish me off.
(maybe "Anti-Machine," but the fact it's used as a name could justify the change)
But when Anti Machine stepped out the gaping hole in the front and leveled his barrels at the mare, the batpony darted down as a shadowy blur and tagged all four hooves against his head, staggering the Ranger.
(likewise)
Lacunae’s anti machine rifle and S.A.T.S.-enhanced marksponyship proved devastating as she stood
("anti-machine")
Anti Machine and Minigun sent up a barrage at Stygius and Psychoshy; the pair of fliers darted about crazily.
(maybe "Anti-Machine," but the fact it's used as a name could justify the change)
52: Lacunae lifted a Harbinger’s dropped assault carbine to me, then seized an anti machine rifle from a staggered mare and swung it hard into her face like a giant club. “Then we’ll buy you the time you need.”
("anti-machine") (this might be the one)
As his neck snapped, I heaved him over me as a shield to catch the anti machine rifle rounds of the other two, and scooped up his carbine to replace my empty one.
("anti-machine") (or this one; it's in the same scene as the last)
Ignore the red flashes on my damage display. More time. Grab. Gouge eyes. Take carbine. Shoot face. Roll with the explosion. (this might be the one?)
It flashed… then popped like a lightbulb burning out. My carbine dropped to the ground as I reeled like a hammer had smashed upside my horn once again.
53: Glory silenced him with a single stare and then pointed at the heaps of assault carbines and anti-machine rifles we’d taken from the Harbingers.
(this seems like it might be the latest point she would have gotten it, maybe?)
54: An assault carbine would have to do for longer ranges.
(bridge scene)
Then more. I stopped and drew the assault carbine with my magic
(only one space after period)
(cover of a rusty skywagon laying on its side in the middle--"laying" should be "lying")
(and finally it got on my nerves. I looked right at him and
--only one space after period)
I swapped to the assault carbine, but the close quarters meant that I was firing wildly at best.
These were the Brood of Coyotl; they didn’t laugh, talk, glare at me, or do much more than follow. Familiar red lights gleamed in their eyes, but that was the only hint that they’d been augmented.
(note that you use "markspony carbine," so that is already legitimate PH language. I couldn't tell on a quick pass if she picked up one of these in this scene; it didn't seem like she did, but I don't think it was the last time they encountered Brood that chapter, either, with Glory I believe getting a sample of their eyes at one point)
Lacunae levitated Scotch up onto her back while coolly taking aim and blasting a hellhound through the skull with her anti machine rifle.
("anti-machine")
55: I ran into two still-functioning turrets. The machines strafed me with machinegun fire, but with S.A.T.S. and the assault carbine I managed to shred them without taking too much damage.
(here it seems like she has no problem with armor, if indeed the turrets are armored)
I whirled, assault carbine raised as the monitor cast out its feeble glow in a dim green cone across the murky fluid under my hooves.
(along the rows of worktables. Robots didn’t laugh like that
--only one space after period)
I raised the carbine and fired as fast as my horn could pull the trigger, at the same time dropping back to all four hooves. Her bladed wings snapped up, the bullets sparking as they deflected off the metallic vanes.
(seems like may be weak on armor, also semi-auto, but there was no mention of carbines between the turret scene and this)
56: “I really miss my gun,” Glory muttered. “Weren’t there supposed to be bodyguards outside?” I floated my assault carbine over to her. She looked at it skeptically, then bit down on the trigger bit guard and secured the gun in her hooves as she took cover behind the bed. P-21 looked at Persuasion, then joined her.
The first pair struggled to their hooves. “Tag!” she shouted in glee and launched herself after them. There was a scream, a wet pulpy noise, and the chatter of a carbine. (she could have recovered this)
60: I still had my sword, the cloak, Vigilance, and an assault carbine in my saddlebags, but I didn’t know where Duty and Sacrifice had fallen to.
61: The other wing swept around to the side and I tried to slow the strike with the assault carbine. The weapon was torn into a half dozen chunks of metal, the magazine exploding between us as the bullets within were cleaved, but it did give me the precious second I needed to get my body clear of the attack.
(this one is dead; she must have gotten another before the next case)
62.I: I had to surrender my guns before we went onto the bridge proper. Fortunately, they were far more interested in my pistols and carbine than in my sword.
(now she surrenders it, but I think it was recovered)
62.II: I switched to the assault carbine, but the lighter bullets weren’t nearly as effective at chewing through the turrets’ plating.
(this one is 5.56mm)Well, that happened. Too late to start tonight if I don't want to split it, so I guess I know what I'm doing tomorrow. Too bad, too, because I'd just started feeling like I'd caught up with things as I was finishing this post.O. Hinds wrote:(snop)
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…Why are you using a different format in the "Other Editing" section? Well, I shall try to do the best job I can...
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Sorry. I'm cleaning it up now. It was because I thought I was only going to be looking at the carbine stuff, but then it exploded a bit afterward and I screwed up, forgetting to get it closer to normal.O. Hinds wrote:…Why are you using a different format in the "Other Editing" section? Well, I shall try to do the best job I can...
And it's done, changes edited into the original post. Don't know if you'll see this before you continue, but it's worth a shot.
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What do you mean, before I continue?
I think that I've got everything now, though; thanks. It turned out that I had indeed missed a few.
I think that I've got everything now, though; thanks. It turned out that I had indeed missed a few.
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Finish the pass before seeing the edit. Though I guess you could always have gone back. I'm afraid I've been a little frazzled and fatigued lately, so that possibility didn't occur to me at the time.
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Ah, yes, I see. I don't make the posts until I finish the passes. Sorry for the confusion.
I hope that things improve for you.
I hope that things improve for you.
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- response to new chapter:
- Oh my god...what...just...what...I don't even...
- running thoughts:
- “Bwackjack’s a powah hog,” Boo said from up ahead, looking back at us.
*HNNNNGGGGGG*
You are a foal,” I muttered, not deterring her in the least. “Let’s just say Scotch Tape and I need to have a heart to heart about fillies, colts, and some of her tools.”
“I knew it,” Rampage said with a laugh and snicker. “She always seemed a little too fond of that screwdriver with the rubber handle.”
...Whelp, THAT's something I didn't need to know about...
“Not as clean as your sword, but I get the job done.” She gave me a poke in the side, and I inhaled sharply, shielding my stomach. “What?”
“Nothing,” I muttered darkly, pushing past her and stepping towards the breach
...I think the pregnancy is still an issue weighing on her mind. Clearly.
“So… what’s it taste like?” Rampage asked with a grin. The grin multiplied in the air behind her as dozens of shadow ponies began to appear, all smiling at me. One had darker stripes. Another a choker of barbed wire. A third dripped blood. There were dozens more behind her, some distinct, others vague.
Apparently, moonrock sends her on an acid trip.
I was alone, but now I am not, for now there are others who sing the song. It echoes and whispers and grows, and with it so does my hope. And another comes, one with a song like that within the traveler, fighting the scream without and fostering the song within, and she raises me to her lips and… bites me…
Okay maybe not...apparently there's some strange magical life force in that moonrock. That was fucked up.
But less than a minute later, I knew this wasn’t Pinkie’s Hoofington hub either. For one thing, there wasn’t a splash of pink anywhere to be found. The walls were an off-whitish gray. There wasn’t anything that I could associate with the six friends. No diamonds or nature motifs or obscure science references… nothing. Though I get a mental glower from a white unicorn for thinking she’d be so gaudily obvious. The offices were all the same nondescript doors with little names on them. Each the same uniform layout. Only a few individual touches could be found, and not one of them passed beyond the immediate workstations. Between every third and fourth door were pithy inspirational posters like ‘Equestria depends on you’ and ‘Don’t fail Princess Luna.’
Circles, and all of this...I bet this is an OIA hub or something.
And beneath the name were the seven circles of the O.I.A. On the door across from it was ‘Onyx, Ministry of Wartime Technology Liaison’.
“Rampage, this is the O.I.A. hub,” I breathed.
Called it.
“Armor up, Boo,” I whispered. She groaned, pulled the Operative armor from my bags, and wiggled into it.
Oh that's just awesome. Armored Boo. :D
Getting hit by me was rather akin to having a boat dro– to having a skywagon fall on you.
lul
I licked my lips, slipping into S.A.T.S. Just pull the trigger. He’d annihilate me in a moment if our positions were swapped! Do it! Do it!
There was just one problem. I hissed through my teeth and lowered the gun. Once again, I really wished I was half the killer any of my friends were, or even the scum of the wasteland.
....Goddamnit, Blackjack...
I hadn’t even come to a stop before Boo grabbed my mane and, with earth pony tenacity and strength, hauled me down the hall.
Looks like Boo's got a bit of earth pony magic.
Why was she screaming like that? All she needed was a healing implant…
Okay...is it just me, or has BJ been starting to think in terms of augments and talismans a lot lately?
Okay, something in the city is definitely getting to her.
The pony in combat armor, I thought he was an earth pony, didn’t get away. He lasted, screaming, until they ripped away his talisman and he melted. The power-armored pony ran for his life. Pity. Perhaps he’d get augmented now. The closer one was to the machine, the better.
Something in the city wishes to make all machine and metal.
The golden motes became deformed black spheres with mouths filled with drills, pincers, and hooks. Their wings hummed with that damnable note as they crawled over every surface, including Rampage. I watched in horror as they struggled to butcher the regenerating pony before my eyes. The bits of meat liquefied as they were torn away from her, pulping into bloody goop. “No! No! Go away!”
The swarmers’ buzz took on a confused note, the hundreds of machines looking at me in bafflement. Then they moved away, hovering in that horrible, deformed cloud. They dispersed back down into city streets below. Boo emerged from a broom closet, her eyes wide and trembling. I sat down hard, trembling with fear, feeling the fluttering sensation inside my body. Covering my face, I tried all I could to purge that memory of the half-metal colt from my memory, and, failing that... sobbed.
Damn...that's just...nasty.
On the plus side, this means the BJ has partial control over the swarmers. She could possibly use that to her advantage.
On the downside, she risks losing her sanity in the process of doing it.
After a few long moments of staring, my non-thoughts were interrupted. “Blackjack?” Rampage asked, her voice subdued. I realized my eyes had caught sight of a foal's doll resting on the burnt heap of a tiny hospital gown. I'd been cradling my belly...
“I’m coming,” I murmured, listening to the building moan softly from the wind a moment longer, then turning away.
I wonder how long it's gonna take Rampage to figure it out that BJ's pregnant. She's not stupid by any means.
Moving through the M.o.M., we entered a shell of a structure. The interior floors and their contents had been puked out the side of the foundation and into the pit below. A malignant green glare from the depths shone up into the hollowed space. Clownish shapes leered down at us from where they hung on broken spars of steel. The entire structure swayed slowly above us, moaning with the promise of an inevitable crushing demise. ‘Smile smile smile...’ echoed over and over again in Pinkie’s voice through the hollow space from some accursed speaker as we walked along the edge of the hole.
I whirled; something was moving behind us. I stared at a sinister pony doll impaled upon a metal spur, its tattered jester motley flapping in the faint breeze blowing through the hollow tower. Rampage felt it too; I saw worry in the depths of her pink eyes. Boo trembled, staring down the shafts and pits we skirted as I picked my way to a hole in the far side. I could hear water flowing in the depths, and the echo of footsteps.
Post-apocalypse Pinkie-zone is freaky as hell...
That was...I don't know what to say about that...was that green text or were my eyes freaking out from staring at the screen for too long? Anyways...
Direct contact with the EoS. Spooky. But now we have insight as to its relation with Cognitum.
Sprawled on my side, I curled up in as tight a ball. Give me something, I thought. A flutter. A tickle. Something! If it did, a small part of me swore to leave this place and never come back. I’d live on the moon if it meant my child survived. I heard Rampage saying something, Boo too. I ignored them as I waited for some fluttering sensation within.
Please...
Please...
Then I felt it, the tiniest flutter of movement within. Then again. I let out a sob of relief and relaxed on the cold, wet asphalt. Thank you... slowly I dragged myself to my hooves.
Thank god.
I turned and saw my friend... her stomach bulged grotesquely beneath her, and vestigial limbs poked from her shoulders and hips. Her entire body seemed to have the consistency of chewed gum as she stood at the edge of the pit. I watched the silhouettes of heads bulge beneath her striped hide, mouths moving silently. The sanity soap bubble popped, and I turned and ran as fast as I could for the door. “Bwackjack!” Boo cried, leaping on my back. I snuggled her closer with my magic as I ran for my life.
Oh my. O_O
“Hewwo!” Boo said brightly behind me, and let out a giggle. The sound of laughter was so alien to me right now that I couldn’t help but watch her as she regarded one of the motes that had dropped down to us. It glowed, lighting her smiling face like a candle. She reached out a hoof towards it, and the mote swirled around the end, prompting another giggle. “Imma Boo! Wha’s yer name?” The mote swirled before her and the tapped the end of her muzzle.
“Boo? Can you talk to it?” I asked as I trotted nearer. More motes were drifting down towards us.
“Nawww... but is preddy though! An warm,” she said as she waved her hoof through the pale, glowing light. If Boo liked it, it couldn’t be bad.
Dawww...
...Souls?
“This scroll, found in the zebra ruins we excavated years ago, outlines a ritual for calling power from the heavens. It was something we considered back before Megaspells. We named it ‘Project Starfall’.”
Another mystery solved.
...God damn you, Horse. God. Damn. You.
“You wanted to save Thunderhead. You wanted to stop the Overmare. You wanted to keep the Celestia from blowing half the Hoof off the map. You wanted Grace to take over,” she said dryly. “What you want, you do, Blackjack. You might not pull it off, but that’s not from lack of trying. That’s what I most admire about you.” I peeked at her, saw her regarding me wryly, and covered my face once more. “Call me crazy, but I’m pretty sure you don’t want to go. What I don’t know is why.”
Guess she's directly going to tell her, then.
“I don’t know, but I wish they’d leave me alone,” I blubbered. It took me nearly a minute to calm down enough to speak again. “I don’t know what I should do now, Rampage. I know stopping Cognitum and Horizons is the most important thing for me to do… but…”
“But you’re going to have a baby,” Rampage murmured.
“And I can’t shake that! I’m in the deadliest, most life-ripping place in the Wasteland… one that’s eaten you and made another pony melt in front of me. What will it do to my baby?”
Celestia help us all if all this Enervation and this entire goddamn journey somehow turns her foal into the Equestrian equivalent of the anti-Christ...
That interaction between Blackjack and Rampage. That was absolutely amazing and touching. Good work, Somber.
“You would be mistaken,” a calm, familiar voice replied as it advanced through the assembled ruins. The powerful, striped form stepped into view, his dragon skull helm gleaming atop his head and the cloth wrappings around his hooves and torso caught in a faint breeze. The Legate looked at me, and his lips spread in a slow smile in the shadow of the dragon’s maw. “Maiden. It is good to see you again.”
Oh fuck I did NOT expect him to be here...
But the Legate wasn’t looking at Rampage either. His amber eyes stared right past both of us... at Boo. Together, Rampage and I gaped at him, then at the terrified mare, and back at the Legate. “Boo? You’re here for Boo?” I blurted.
“Me?” Boo asked, pointing at herself in bafflement.
...WHAT!?!?
I felt what flesh I had remaining go numb. “Boo?” I asked weakly. The mare scowled at him, then glanced at me. A sheepish expression crept across her face. “Sorry, Blackjack. I can explain everything later. Once he’s dealt with.”
“I... you... what... how...” I stammered.
“Your interference is at an end,” the Legate growled at Boo. “You know precisely how this is going to go.”
“Oh, what’s the fun in that, Lego? Doing what’s expected is so dreadfully boring,” Boo said as she stood, giving a dismissive wave of her hoof. “What’s wrong with me spicing things up a bit?”
“Everything,” the Legate growled. “You were supposed to die two centuries ago, but Goldenblood spirited you away. You should have died when Blackjack freed you, but you hitched along in that empty vessel.” The Legate pointed a hoof at the mare. “It’s time for you to die, Discord!”
I gaped from the Legate to Boo. The pale mare closed her eyes and gave a little smirk, a lone fang popping out of the right corner of her mouth. When she opened her eyes again, the pale orbs were now yellowed, her irises bright red. “Well then. If you insist...” She lowered herself onto all four hooves, grinning back at the striped stallion with her lone fang gleaming. “Ante up.”
WHAT?!?!? NOO! NOOWHATFUCKWHATNOGODWHATNOGODDAMNITWHAT-*brainfailure*
On a completely tangential sidenote, I listened to the C&C soundtrack while reading this. It matched up at almost every time with the action scenes. Odd, since not all of it is action music.
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@RoboRed:
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Ah, good, it seems to be working, at least to some degree. We had rather a bit of an argument over just how the Eater's direct… "speech" ought to be represented, and eventually I put in some very subtle green. The idea was to try and trip some uncanny valley uncertainty.RoboRed wrote:That was...I don't know what to say about that...was that green text or were my eyes freaking out from staring at the screen for too long?
We also debated telling you a bit more about what was going on, but we decided to leave it as a cliffhanger. :DRoboRed wrote:WHAT?!?!? NOO! NOOWHATFUCKWHATNOGODWHATNOGODDAMNITWHAT-*brainfailure*
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I'm sorry, Robo.
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Okay, well it took half an hour, but I finally got to save my copy...
*hugs Somber very gently*
I really don't know when I'll be able to read it though, with how my current schedule is. I'm certain it will be a great chapter, and I'm really hoping I'll get the chance to enjoy it soon.
*hugs Somber very gently*
I really don't know when I'll be able to read it though, with how my current schedule is. I'm certain it will be a great chapter, and I'm really hoping I'll get the chance to enjoy it soon.
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[pained groaning noise intensifies]Somber wrote:I'm sorry, Robo.
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Sorry about my delay. Did you get my email, by the way?WavemasterRyx wrote:Okay, well it took half an hour, but I finally got to save my copy...
*hugs Somber very gently*
I really don't know when I'll be able to read it though, with how my current schedule is. I'm certain it will be a great chapter, and I'm really hoping I'll get the chance to enjoy it soon.
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Oh don't worry, sir, the delay in getting a copy wasn't because of you... I had tried opening the page a few times and gotten a script error, by the time firefox decided it had had its fun, the document was full, so I just had to wait for a spot to open...O. Hinds wrote:Sorry about my delay. Did you get my email, by the way?
I did get it, thank you. I'll be sending a response shortly.
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I forget these things. Especially when they happened a long time ago.swicked wrote:
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...you kinda should have. When we first met him (IIRC) he stated that it was the maiden's destiny to face him in a final battle within the core, and that their current confrontation was premature.
After all that happened, of course he'd go back to his original plan. It is, again, his destiny.
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Ah, good.WavemasterRyx wrote:Oh don't worry, sir, the delay in getting a copy wasn't because of you... I had tried opening the page a few times and gotten a script error, by the time firefox decided it had had its fun, the document was full, so I just had to wait for a spot to open...O. Hinds wrote:Sorry about my delay. Did you get my email, by the way?
I did get it, thank you. I'll be sending a response shortly.
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And 64 is out!
Busy Saturday, Occupied with RP Sunday, will read when not insane from sleep deprivation.
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argh
no has time
must prepare for valentines day and do homework
arrrgghh
no has time
must prepare for valentines day and do homework
arrrgghh
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