It's not a roguelike. It's a roguelite at best. If you are going to categorize things, do it right.

>>43361986
That Velvet doesn't look so happy.

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How did this squeaky autistic lesbian murderer manage to capture the hearts of millions?

>>43362127
She rode the early brony hype wave. She came at the right point in time to get big. That's literally it.

Let's get straight back to it, shall we?
I took a bit longer to write this to further flesh out the world and lay the brickwork for the future. Mostly stuff you can't see. Yet.

>>43345926
>>43345961
>>43346028

Random encounter roll; result 10, critical success
[x] Do or ask anything quick after breakfast.
- Tell about the dream
- Test the amulets

>Breakfast was the same wild greens, roots, and berries stew as yesterday.
>Except, this time it had a can of spam mixed in.
>So, same in a way, but totally different.
>You sat on the couch sipping at it, doing your best to keep your eyes open and the sleepiness off, as Star chattered about the birds she saw on the way back last evening.

>”Not the best night, my friend?”
>You kept staring at the dying embers under the stew pot.
>”Stream?”
>Hearing Aurelia call you by name made you snap back to focus and draw a sharp breath.
“Huh? Oh, uh, yeah. A spirit visited me during the night. It wants me to ‘free her in the city.’”
>The zebra arched an eyebrow.
>”A spirit? What sort of a spirit?”
>Both she and Star stared at you as you rubbed your chin with a hoof.
“Uh, it wasn’t the usual spirit of water, that’s for sure. It looked like a pony mare but that’s most of them.”
>Aurelia squeezed her eyelids shut and let out a deep breath, then drew a sharp one.
>”Listening to the spirit might be unwise, as it might try to hasten your demise.”
>Her voice sounded odd and had a far heavier accent than usual.
>”While some spirits might be wise and kind, it is best keep caution on your mind. You come from a place very far, but remember that this is a land of war. The souls trapped here only know sadness and hate, and most wish for you to share a similar fate!”
>She ended with a soft chuckle before finally opening her eyes again to look at you.
>”Keep the message in mind, but not without caution.”
>Her voice was back to normal.
>You stared into your cup of stew.
“It’s not the first time something like this has happened and I’m yet to get malicious advice. At worst it’s been a waste of time.”
>But, she wasn’t wrong.
>Though even spirits calmed over time, their feelings lasted a lot longer than those of the living.
>There was a lot of anger, hatred, and sadness in this land and some spirits were bound to be resentful.

>>43362207

>You were the first one who was all packed up and ready to go despite being the last one awake.
>As Star and Aurelia scurried around the house picking up and stashing this or that, you sat on the couch and studied your new necklace.
>The runes on it made no sense to you and you could’ve sworn they changed every time you looked away.
>Which you had to do often since looking at it close still made you dizzy.
“Hey, Star. Come over for a second.”
>A flap and a thump preceded the pegasus fluttering over from the kitchen.
>”Hii! What do you need? Also have you seen Aurelia’s sewing kit?”
>You shook your head.
“I haven’t, but could you try targeting me with SATS? I’m curious about how well these amulets work.”
>She stared at you for a second, then slowed her wing beats and set herself down.
>”Um, sure.”
>Bringing up her leg computer, she poked at it a few times until her eyes sparkled with magic.
>She poked it again, her eyes sparkled again, and she shook her head.
>”Nope. Nothing. It can’t tell you’re even there. But I think I saw the kit upstairs.”
>She took to the air and zipped off to the stairs.

“Are you sure you now have everything?”
>It took them another twenty minutes to get their stuff together.
>You’d even had time to find a nice branch to put on top of the grave you buried the bunker family in yesterday before they walked down from the house on the hill.
>”Apologies for the delay, my friend. I am… not the most accustomed adventurer and spread my belongings quite far during the three days I was here.”
>Aurelia set a hoof on her chest and bowed her head at you.
>It probably was no small gesture from someone of her position.
“Well, anyways. We should get moving.”
>You strode up to meet them and pointed a hoof to the southwest.
“It’s going to be almost all forest from here to there. The traders I worked for previously said it’s best approach the city from the southeast since the northern side is not safe. It’s a bit of a longer route and we can decide on which way we go once we’re closer.”
>The three of you then took the first of many steps.

>>43362212

>The forests were green and lush and full of birdsong with the wind tickling your necks at first.
>As the day progressed and you got closer to the city and its balefire craters and corruption, the healthy greens were replaced with sickly browns and yellows.
>The songbirds turned into the occasional crow or raven and the wind died down completely.
>So potent was the foul magic of the bombs that even the elements themselves were corrupted by them.
>Fire would burn green and catch on to anything it touched and never go out, the wind would choke you out, the water turn into poison, and the earth grow treacherous and collapse under you without any warning.
>But, time was mightier than even the megaspells.
>Now such things happened only in the immediate vicinity of craters or in any spots where falloff would gather and concentrate.
>The land was healing – though extremely slowly.
>If only the same could be said of the ponies living in it.

“Hold.”
>You were in the midst of a thicket of stunted sickly brown trees when you felt it.
>It was like a fresh breeze of air in a basement, only in your mind.
>”What is it, my friend? Trouble?”
>Aurelia’s tail brushed your flank as she stood right beside you, her ears swiveling as she scanned the surroundings.
>Star’s eyes sparkled as she activated her scanning spell.
>But you knew neither of them could find it.
“No. A blessing from the spirit of water.”
>Focusing your mind, you pushed out to your horn and weaved a spell into existence.
>You chevrons glowed as pulse of magic shot out in a perfect circle.
“There. Come with me.”
>You could see it, glowing in the color of your magic, through the trees.

>It only took a few minutes to reach the clearing.
>In the middle of it was a large boulder, covered in dark green moss, with a steady stream of water flowing out from under it.
>The water was crystal clear and there was no trace of the sickly brown color anywhere.
>”Hey, that looks like it could be from the stable! How’d you know it’s here?”
>Star’s hooves thumped on the green and healthy grass of the clearing as she folded her wings and let herself fall.
>She stuck out the hoof with her Pip-buck on it to the water.
>It remained silent.
>”Do you think it’s good to drink? I’ll save a marker here if it is.”
>Aurelia rushed to her side and bent down to sniff at the stream.
>”I think it is, but it might have bacteria in it. I have a quick test on me. Just a second, my dear.”

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>>43362218

>The two of them fussed about the water as you looked up and sniffed at the air.
>Your ears perked up and scanned the surroundings.
>Something wasn’t right.
>The air had no scent whatsoever to it.
>There was a slight breeze, but it didn’t tickle your neck.
>It felt neither warm nor cool.
>It just was there like something was…

>Of course.
>There was only one who could ask it to do so.
“Storm! Come on out, you don’t need to hide.”
>Star and Aurelia twitched and ducked as you shouted out.
>”Should’ve known.”
>A female voice.
>One you knew.
>”There’s no hiding from you.”
>Something large rustled in the trees above.
>A tribesmate dropped onto the ground with a loud thump.
>She had earthy brown fur, darker brown scales, deep red fluff, and amber eyes.
>And nothing but a pair of saddlebags on her.
>Except a smug grin as she glanced over your companions.
>“But I see you’ve found yourself some company. Which one of them do you share a bed with? Maybe both?”
>You rolled your eyes and let out a sigh.
“Aurelia, Star. Meet Storm Gale. Windweaver and wanderer.”
>Star looked too shocked to reply.
>”Greetings, wanderer. To what do I owe the pleasure of meeting you?”
>Aurelia was quite the opposite and strode up to Storm to offer a hoof.
>Storm chuckled and met the offer with a clop.
>”The wind told me there’d be something worth seeing in here. And I see it was right, but as usual left out something important.”
>She glared at you.
>”The uncorrupted pegasus was already found by the tribe. You were going to introduce her to the ways of wind, weren’t you?”
>With the speed of a howling gale, she zipped to you and pinned herself to your side.
>”Hm? Or were you going to keep something that cute just for yourself? She’s quite the treasure, you know.”
>And whispered in your ear.

What would you like to do?
Asking her to join the party requires a speech check so roll a d100 if you want to try.

>>43361986
was is this game on the pic?

>>43362127
personally, for me she didn´t capture shit. the setting is what did the overwhelming majority of the work of making me love the book. i absolutely loved the memory orbs and terminal entries, finding out what the fuck went down for equestria to turn out this way along with her... The characters of Kkat´s FO:E are mostly just mid, except Steelhooves and Calamity, i like them, but Pip is a retarded cunt, and Remedy is just a plot device that breaks character as the story demands. Don´t get me wrong, i love FO:E but the characters play little to no part in that, my enjoyment of the book is majorly carried by the setting.

>>43362127
>millions
Let's not kid ourselves.
Also, because it was written during the massive first wave of pony and had enough good elements to it. If it was written now, it'd die in obscurity.

>>43362127
>squeaky
Nope. You're probably one of the retards who thinks Spider-Man is supposed to sound like Yuri Lowenthal. Fucking dumbass idiot.

For your information, Littleshit is supposed to sound like a permavirgin, but well spoken, feminine and slightly country. She isn't Nowacking.

>>43362262
FoE really could have done with a revision to touch up the side quest meandering, character issues and contrived bits. It really works a lot better when it's trying to be a ponified analogue instead of blatantly copy and pasting entire narrative structures from Fallouts 1-3. Remains did it a lot more tastefully imo.

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>43362229
Okay, so we're a water-blessed Kirin whereas Storm's element of choice is air. That's why being affected by her mindweavey magic feels like this special breeze that tickles everything but necks. Does our magic feel like water? And what did she mean by introducing Star to the ways of wind? Does she want us to take Star to the Kirin village for some reason? Or is it an euphemism for ratting Star out to the Enclave or some other pegasi hunters? Or is it a flowery way of saying that she needs our help wooing Star?
>as usual left out something important
Exploitable.
Anyway, tell her "quite the treasure" has a contract with Lia, and so do we. If she wants to tag along, here's the roll.

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Perfection.

>>43362364
I thought Spiderman was supposed to have a cool teen quip voice like Yuri Lowenthal. At least modern interpretation.

>>43362849
That mare needs a hug, stat.

>>43363615
I love this little dude

>>43363615
>murky
Got his ass whooped.

>>43363615
Someone needs to beat his ass bro he looks like he was born yesterday

>>43362229
Quite the reveal, that one. Didn't really think we could be a Kirin dude, but it does make sense.

>>43362601
>roll
Ouch. I guess that's it for having a cute Kirin mare in the party.

>>43362345
>If it was written now, it'd die in obscurity.
I wonder how many famous oldschool things would share a similar fate today.

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>>43363800
>>43363808
Don't you dare

Wasteland bump.

>>43363615
Too clean. It's hard to recognize him without dirt.

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>>43364109
Too many to count, specially with how cynical people are now.

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>>43364957
Okay, here he is all filthy and injured and starving to death. Is that better?

>>43362849
A bottle of whiskey and she'll be all fine again.

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>>43364109
Most of them, probably. The internet now is way larger than it was even back then which leads to the knock on effect of things being way more fractured. There are too many intermingling cultures which leads to cliques, disconnects in communication, and generally a more fractured online space where ideas have a hard time spreading outside of their own bubble.

Viral fandom hits are not really a thing like they used to be. Fandoms in the style of bronies are not really a thing. The closest thing most video games, as an example, have for a fansite is a subreddit run by a couple of dedicated fans that might garner a couple posts a day. On one hand the huge variety across the web is good and really cool; you can find whatever it is your looking for somewhere, right. But along the way it's also become way harder for stuff to hit critical mass and 'break out' into the wider sphere of things. If it's not in your bubble you just don't hear about it.

Dunno how you would go about fixing it. You'd probably have to do a lot of research dealing with recommendation algorithms and how to kill tech suite execs or something.

>>43365293
I'm that hyper cynical bastard and I fucking hate it. But I can't stop being one with just snap of a fingers either.

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>>43365810
He's literally me!

>>43366194
>The internet now is way larger than it was even back then
It sure doesn't feel like that though. As you said, too many things are isolated these days.

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>>43366207
Ye, know that feeling all too well myself

>>43361986
A F:E point & click would never work because you need actual brainpower to play those.

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>>43366663
Will the zoomers ever have anything like FoE? Or are they truly cooked?

>>43366754
They have their infection AU

>>43366754
Does Equestria at War HOI4 count

>>43366754
Think of it this way. Since it's more than likely that FoE has probably gotten more attention than G5 in it's entirety, I'm pretty sure it's fucking over for any recent iteration of, well, anything.

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>>43366754
Yeah, they'll soon be playing Fallout in real life. Shit'll be rad.

>>43367263
>Tfw you have to explain to the public why you used tax money to build a huge scooter factory

>>43366754
At least the older zoomers had FoE, they're in their 20's approaching 30.

>>43366670
Who's that psycho mare?

>>43367641
OC of mine called Blitzhoof or Blitzy for short. Basically a former Enclave Captain.

>>43367651
She must have gone completely off the rails when she went from Enclace Captain to whatever she is now.

>>43367663
Basically just a wanderer who gets into various troubles, still wears her old Enclave uniform and kinda searches for remains of Enclave to terminate.

I'm 3 chapters in. Holy shit this is such a cozy read.

>>43361986
I have never interacted with any FO:E material, but I used to play a shitload of EaW and OWB. So I naturally have interest in Balefire Blues. Regarding that, is there a recommended nation for someone with no context about the story? One of the only things I know is that Trixie united with my wife, which disgusts me, but I am curious also to learn more about how and what became of it. I also have interest in her Ministry. And, as a second question, how faithful is the mod to the original story? From what I can see the mod at least tries to insert an enormous amount of analogous situations and factions from FO lore into Equestria like the Enclave and BoS, which seems somewhat, I'm not sure, arbitrary?

I'm aware I should probably just start reading the original story to answer some of this, but it is also an enormous text. Thanks

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Hmmm

>>43368379
Is she supposed to be related to Twilight?

>>43368646
Twilight and Trixie

>>43367889
We lured another one in...

>>43369313
So she's another one of Unity's accidents then?

>>43366270
Sorry, but I don't think you're this cute.

Fast board.

>>43361986
Ok this looks great, but just one thing,
WHY IS MY BOI CALAMITY A MARE!
Seriously ya can't just draw some rule 63 stuff then rub out the eyelashes and say shes a the og, bro looks more effeminate than little pip for gosh sake. XD

>>43370425
>XD
Sir, you need to be 18+ to post here.

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>>43370425
That's just how stallions look from the front. Also he doesn't have eyelashes

>>43370425
Clearly Blackjack got her hooves on the Deagification Wave Bomb and turned the entire Wasteland's male population into shotas.

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>>43370633
First I mentioned the eyelashes
Secondly are you literally picrel?
Your example only makes clearer how effeminate they've made him.

>>43370895
Ok this...this I kinda like the idea of, maybe she modified it to turn most colts fem' returning the wasteland to s1 gender distributions, 1 BigMac per 1000 mares.

>>43362601

>Speech check, result 24; Failure.

“I know you like to rush things, but we only met last night. It takes a bit of time to introduce her to something like that.”
>You rolled your eyes.
“Besides. You haven’t even asked if she wants to or not. It’s not very nice just forcing something like that into her.”
>Both Storm’s hip and her tail brushed your side as she circled around you.
>”Aw, you worry too much. You and I both know it’s real nice. She’d love it.”
>A quiet ‘eep’ came from Star’s direction as Storm let out a short laugh.
>”Isn’t she just the most precious?”
>You rolled your eyes again as she zipped over to the pegasus and reached out to stroke her cheek.
>”Hey hun. Did you blast a raider to get all that red on your face? Or are you just happy to see me?”
>Windweavers.
>They just couldn’t stay still.
>”But… but I don’t even know if you’re a…
>Star’s voice was quiet and weak.
>”...a mare or a stallion…”
>Her face flushed into an even deeper red shade.
>”Would you like to find out?”
>The Kirin had a wide grin on her face as she brushed the side of Star’s muzzle with the tip of her tail.

>Aurelia watched the two with her head cocked and an eyebrow raised.
“She’s going to teach her how to listen to the Spirits of the Wind. That will require a Ritual of Awakening.”
>The zebra’s lips curled into a smile before she glanced at you and nodded.
>”I see. So the connection is not completely lost, unlike that one pegasus told me some thirty years ago when I first visited this land.”
>You studied Aurelia as Storm’s laughter filled the lush grove.
>She had strands of gray in her mane and some wrinkles around her eyes.
>Just how old was she?
>How much had she already seen?
“Was this pegasus, by any chance, one of the Enclave?”
>The queen shook her head.
>”No. He’d chosen to leave behind their lies to live down here.”
>Her mouth turned into a straight line as she stared down at the healthy green grass under her hooves.
>She remained quiet, staring down at her hooves, for a few seconds.
>A tiny hint of dampness formed around her pretty purple eyes.
>”I wonder if he’s still alive.”
>Her voice was barely above a whisper.
“The Enclave have closed their hearts to friendship just like they have closed the skies. They have become corrupted cannot hear the spirits.”
>You turned to look at Star.
>Uncorrupted.
>Whether Storm would turn her barn door into a saloon door or not.

>>43371498

>”Storm, honey. Give my poor dear a little break, won’t you?”
>Aurelia strode up to the pair and gave Storm’s rear a poke.
>”Aww, but she was just warming up to me!”
>The zebra offered a warm smile as she pointed at you.
>”Why don’t you go plan the ritual with our friend? I am not knowledgeable enough in your ways to be of any help.”
>The Kirin let out a disappointed sigh.
>”Fine.”
>And wheeled around to face you – before slapping Aurelia’s behind.
>”Ah!”
>The queen twitched and her ears perked up.
>She craned her neck to look back at Storm, raised a hoof to cover her mouth, and fluttered her eyelashes before letting out a chuckle.
>”Treat me to dinner and we’ll talk, honey.”
>Her voice was deep and husky.
>Enough so to make you suck in your lower lip to bite on.

>Storm did, after a few seconds of staring, manage to trot over to you.
>She had the beaming smile of somekirin who just scored on her.
>You nudged her floof with your elbow.
“So, miss Amore. You want to awaken her, but do you have everything we need for the ritual?”
>Her smile turned into a grin as she leaned in to whisper in your ear.
>”She’s far firmer than you’d think looking at her. Kept herself in shape despite the bit of extra on her.”
>As she pulled back, you couldn’t help but stare at her with your jaw left hanging open.
>”I wish I did, but I do not. I don’t have the incense needed. There’s a merchant selling some not that far from here so… where are you headed?”
>You shook your head to clear it.
“Uhh, Vanhoover. How about you come with us, actually? You’d be a great help.”
>”I’d love to, but-”
>She glanced back at Star.
>”-the merchant’s to the west. I know I’m faster than you so I’ll go get what we need and find you in the city, OK?”
>You cocked your head and arched a brow.
“You’ve already decided, haven’t you? I can’t convince you otherwise so have it your way.”
>It was, for once, met with a short silence as she rubbed the back of her neck and flashed an awkward grin.
>”You got me there. Anyways, see you soon!”
>She wheeled around to face westwards and bent her legs to take a leap when she stopped.
>”’It was lovely meeting you all. I have to go get something, but I’ll be back before you know it!”
>With a smile on her face and half-lidded eyes, she pointed a hoof at Aurelia.
>”And you’re on for the dinner, zebra.”
>Then, in a single leap, she covered the whole glade and zipped off into the woods.
>A few seconds later, the only reminder of her visit was a sudden gust of wind blowing the way she went.
>You rolled your eyes.
>Windweavers.

>>43371502

>The first sign was the smell of salt and rotting seaweed on the wind.
>You knew you were getting close, but day had already turned into evening by the time you reached a hill high enough to offer a view of the city.
>Skeletal remains of skyscrapers still marked where the business district once stood, surrounded by other high rises, in turn surrounded by not so high rises, all the way down to the sleepy, overgrown suburbs that reached the foot of the hill you stood on.
>Then there was the harbor where a few of the cranes still stood and enormous hulks of ships, larger than the buildings around them, lay where they’d been left by the war, half sunken in waters too shallow to cover them.
>And, in the middle of it all, your problem.
>The river.
>As wide as the tallest ruins, it split the city in half.
>And you were on the far more dangerous northern side where even the Steel Rangers rarely set hoof.
>The suburbs were somewhat peaceful, though the more densely built areas were populated by several competing raider gangs.
>The inner city was where things got hairy.
>Most ponies who were brave enough to venture in were never heard of again.
>The few who returned spoke of hordes of ferals, roaming security bots, and… things.
>Some beings that vaguely looked like ponies but had too few or too many limbs and moved in some freaky unnatural way like snakes instead of walking.
>Then there was the southern side, which was tame in comparison.
>The suburbs were a popular spot among scavengers, though were starting to run dry based on what you’d heard.
>Mostly peaceful where the greatest threat was getting robbed in your sleep by an opportunistic scavver.
>The outer part of the inner city was held by the Rangers.
>They had their local headquarters in what was once a hospital.
>They kept their own turf mostly clear of raiders and ferals, and also scavengers.
>Finally, there very heart of the city: the Old Town.
>Nowdays known as Glowtown, ground zero of the balefire bomb that hit the city.
>You knew nothing of what was there, but everywhere apart the crater itself and its immediate vicinity should be safe enough for short visits – if radiation was the only danger.

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>>43371506

>You turned to face Aurelia and Star.
>Aurelia had a grim, sad look on her as she stared at the collapsed and broken skyscrapers of the business district in the most dangerous part of the city.
>Star, on the other hoof, was full of curiosity as her gaze zipped from one part to another.
“So, here we are. Our target, the Steel Rangers, are on the other side of the river in the southern part of the city. We have two options here. The shortest and fastest way goes through the city center and one of its intact enough bridges. The safe way is over the highway bridge to the east, but that’s enough of a detour that we won’t make it into the city proper before nightfall.”
>Aurelia glanced at you, then up at the sky.
>”We have about an hour of light left. I’d rather not sleep out in the open, but you’re the only one who knows what we might find there. So you choose.”
>She pointed a hoof down at the northern suburbs.

[] You’ll take the safe way.
[] You’ll take the short way.

I'm pretty sure I remembered everything, but I'm also somewhat sleep deprived. Do say something if you've liked it so far. Or if you haven't.

>>43371509
I think it's better to take the safe way. It's not a good idea to spend the night in the open, but if the inner city really is that bad, it's not the place one wants to be. Especially when our POI isn't even located in the conflict zone.
>Do say something if you've liked it so far.
I'm liking it so far. And I want to see where it is going.

>New Fallout games announced
>They're gonna be rushed and terrible
>New MLP announced the following week
>It's shit

Monkey's paw strikes again

>>43372045
>New Fallout games announced
>They're gonna be rushed and terrible
New Vegas was rushed and it was the only good one.
I trust in Josh Sawyer and Lauren Faust to take us back to 2010

>>43372055
>I trust in Josh Sawyer and Lauren Faust to take us back to 2010
Anon, I...

>>43372502
So floofy!

>>43371509
Long way. Rangers will wait. Does Star have any questions about this spirit business?
>feedback
Idunno, there are ponies in it.

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>ph

>>43362849
Artist is a retard and couldn't bring himself to read the entire PH. BJ cannot have cyberlegs and yellow radiation eyes at the same time.
Literally unwatchable.

>>43370373
I wanna give her a hug. But I somehow get the impression that I'd lose some parts of my back if I did that.

>>43372977
You can give her a hug, she'll just be confused as she isnt used to affectione.

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Well look at that, someone actually drew Red Glare

Why does she look like female Protege aaaaaah

>>43373063
As long as she doesn't drill that claw into my skin, that sounds fine.

>>43373330
>Red Glare
Who?

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>>43373336
Dont worry, you'll be fine. Side thing, concept scene from a story I'm trying to write about her. Sadly the artist forgot to add the wings when this was originally drawn.

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>>43373330
Mare Protege would go so hard.
You just know Murky would be hitting it from the back every night.

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>>43373340
Minor character from the original FoE. She fragged her CO to stop the Enclave attack on New Appleoosa.
I feel like she'd be a good protagonist for a sidefic

>>43373626
Oh, I forgot about that. Oops.

>>43373466
>spoiler
I mean, can you blame him?

>>43374163
No, no I cannot.

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>>43373466
Do NOT mareify the stallions.

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>>43374615
Coward.

G6 Littlepip, Blackjack, Murky, and Hired Gun when?

>>43374615
>He doesn't want a marefied Steelhooves
Very low t of you.

>>43374864
Why stop at Steelhooves? Go for someone with character.
Brimstone Blitz mare.

>>43366754
God, I hope not.

>>43374895
Femshackles is being called

>>43374895
I didn't read The Chrysalis yet, but isn't it just Sickle?

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>>43374864
Gunna be honest, the ghoul girl voices in FO3 scratch a very particular itch in my brain. Tulip was a genuine cutie patootie.

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An the screams of mercy are like a sweet lullaby for her.

>>43375440
>pic
I have severe hygiene concerns. That pone can't be healthy to bone. Or to be close to.

>>43375857
It's alright, she's too radioactive for any pathogenic microbiota to survive.

>>43375894
Hope you've got lots of RadX stocked then.
Or RadAway if you're feeling hardcore.

>>43372045
Are you seriously expecting anything with quality in 2026 Anno Domini?

>Page 10

>>43371682
>>43372633

[x] You’ll take the safe way.

“We’ll go the long way around. Downtown is too dangerous.”
>Aurelia stared down at the city for another few seconds in silence before turning to you and the highway bridge.
>”We should just make it across before dark. That’ll leave us scant little time to find shelter the night.”
>You nodded at her as Star hopped into the air and fluttered past you.
>”What’s wrong with sleeping outside? Sure it gets a bit chilly at night, but nothing we can’t handle.”
>The zebra and you glanced at each other, both of you with a gentle, knowing smile on your lips.
“The less you know about what stalks the night, the better. Most things like to avoid enclosed spaces like buildings.”
>Still fluttering in the air, the pegasus rubbed her chin while keeping pace with you.
>”Huh. I thought it’s so other ponies can’t see you.”
>”It’s too dark for ponies at night thanks to the cloud cover. The nights of Zenibar, at least on the mainland, are a lot more dangerous than here.”
>Aurelia spoke out before you could.
>”There, I wouldn’t dare sleep without arranging watch shifts. Here?”
>She shrugged.
>”Maybe if we end up sleeping in the city where somepony might stumble into the same building.”

>>43382177

>You were back in the woods, skirting around the outer suburbs, when you took a few galloping steps to catch up to Star.
“Hey. You never really said anything about it, but how do you feel about Storm’s plan to let you hear the spirit of air?”
>Her hooves twitched as you mentioned Storm, but her wings kept beating to keep her just above the ground.
>”Uh, she’s…”
>Her ears fell flat as her cheeks flushed red.
>”She’s something. But I’d love to hear the spirits! What are they like? Are they nice? Chatty?”
>You let out a chuckle as her ears perked back up and eyes sparkled with excitement.
“You’ll have to ask her about the spirit of air; I cannot hear it. But, the spirit of water is very gentle and caring. They don’t exactly talk but rather you just know what they mean, somehow. You can talk to them, though, and they understand. Whether they listen and care is another thing entirely.”
>Glancing back, you saw Aurelia looking the other way but with her ears swiveled at you.
“They are nothing like us or ponies. And communication is like… remember how I suddenly led you to the clearing and spring where we met Storm? That was the water spirit telling me there’s something worthwhile nearby.”
>You shook your head.
“It’s hard to describe as it isn’t really like anything else. It’s sudden feelings and weird desires – unless they visit in your sleep. There, they can speak. But they still don’t think like we do so conversation is difficult at best.”
>”Huh.”
>She pursed her lips and tapped her chin.
>”Well I’m still interested. Do you have any idea why the spirit of air is interested in me?”
>Looking up from the forest floor, you watched her flutter backwards in front of you while still dodging trees.
>She really didn’t know, did she?
“Your heart is still open to friendship and all its virtues. You have potential; potential to become like the pegasi of old who could whip up a tornado on their own or clear clouds with just a buck. The spirit of air spoke to them, and they listened – though most didn’t know what it was.”
>Her wings beat a slight bit faster as she ascended a little bit while cupping her cheeks with her front hooves.
>”Wait, really? I can be like Rainbow Dash?”
>She pirouetted in the air.
>”Yay!”
>You couldn’t help a smile as you watched her.
“Not quite Rainbow Dash, but the spirits’ blessing will make you a fair bit more capable than any of the Enclave pegasi.”

>>43382200

>There was something moving on the bridge.
>You saw it as soon as you caught a glimpse of it from between the trees.
>And it was coming your way.
“Quiet.”
>The mares glanced at you, then at each other, before slowing their hooves to soften their steps.
“There’s something coming our way. I can’t get a good look from here.”
>You kept your voice down as you weaved between the trees.

>It was a wagon.
>Pulled by two ponies with a third on top and two more walking behind it.
>A wagon with metal bars on the sides and a roof, full of ponies in chains.
“Slavers. But-”
>Aurelia drew a sudden breath and went stiff.
>Her eyes narrowed and her whole body shook as she muttered something in her native language.
“-we can just let them pass. They won’t see us if we go a bit further into the woods.”
>You heard four quiet thuds from behind as Star set herself down.
>”I think that’s for the best. We don’t need to kill an-”
>The queen’s hoof shot out to the side, straight at you.
>It stopped just short of hitting you – all before you could even tell what was going on.
>”No, my friend, my dear. I go out and kill.”
>Her voice was quiet, determined, and thick with a heavy accent.
>”Leave one on top for me. The rest, you shoot if you want. Lives of scum not matter.”
>Rage burned in her eyes as she glanced at you.

[] Stop her.
[] Let her.

No pic this time because I spent too much time in the sticky to make one.

I want to make a modern Fallout Equestria type story and I want to cross it over with some sort of edgy series too. It's gonna be interesting what they come up with. The problem is I have no writing skills despite having written hundreds of thousands of fiction words before.

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>>43375400
Sickle is very rude and a drug addict
Brimstone is more stoic, more like Hired Gun but not stupid

>>43382233
Let her do her thing. Removing slavers is never a bad idea. Unless it's a suicide mission.

>>43382233
It's her call, with two remarks. The first is, this kind of leadership will get us killed in Linen Hill if she doesn't leash her passions. That's something to nag her about later. The second is logistics. Everything caught outside at night gets eaten by unspeakables around here and it's already late-ish evening, am I getting it right so far? How many slaves are there? Do they look healthy enough to walk fast? An alternative idea to looking for a shelter for everybody on our own might be to follow the wagon to the place where the slavers are planning to camp at night and attack them there, assuming that they know the land better than we do and have a good comfy place in mind. It's something of a trade-off between how hard it would be to fight the slavers now and hide from the unknown monsters later.

Wasteland bump.

>>43383437
>Sickle is very rude and a drug addict
Didn't she get better over time though?

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>>43385316
Not really. She just becomes friends with Whisper and the rest of their party.

>>43383432
Write a shitty version then. Please start somewhere Anon.

>>43385514
The real question is, is Sickle would material?

>>43385808
Yes.

>>43385898
That's the most important part.
I guess she likes it rough though.

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>>43386047
The armor stays ON during sex

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>43386396
[barter check] I'll throw in some well-timed explosions to the culmination if she takes the armor off for the aftercare.

>>43386396
And she's on top?

FoE Remains is pretty fun. Do the maps always reset after reloading the game tho?

>>43387020
Not sure. I still have to play the non demo version.

>>43385808
Not 'would you' but 'could you'?

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If anyone wants my accessibility edits of Dead Tree Studio's FoE PnP books, I'll list them here.
Wasteland Survival Guide: https://u.pone.rs/gzlalxoj.pdf
The Locked Safe: https://u.pone.rs/srjydxie.pdf
The Overmare - A Game Master's Guide: https://u.pone.rs/hrnzzfjb.pdf

>>43387451
Depends on whether she's willing or not.

>>43383437
>more like Hired Gun but not stupid
I didn't know that Hired Gun was retarded. Though I haven't really read much of the story either.

>>43389337
I don't get it.

>>43389532
Panel 1: Straight out of the stable.
Panel 2: After the cannibal settlement.

>>43389337
The strangely dressed figures on the left are from that new Chinese show about a deadly reality show (don't quote me on that, I only know it from a porn parody). But the compositional idea seems self-evident without knowing anyhing about it.

>>43386396
How do you reach her cavity then?

>>43389337
She needs someone who licks the blood off her coat.

>>43388934
I want Gin Rummy to tuck me in and read me a story

>>43387020
>Do the maps always reset after reloading the game tho?
Story maps with fixed rooms are not reset on reload.
Grind maps with generated rooms are reset on reload.
Damn, I really need to continue my rewriting-to-Godot project, but tard-wrangling Claude becomes really tiresome at times.

>>43389712
It's a Korean show, different type of bug. Also not a reality show, it's just a fun little set of games for rich people to watch poor people die and kill each other in. Y'know, like an allegory for society or something

>>43391321
>Y'know, like an allegory for society or something
I'm pretty sure shit like this actually exists somewhere.

>>43391372
>>Y'know, like an allegory for society or something
>I'm pretty sure shit like this actually exists somewhere.
Yes the team working on FoE Remains even lives in those countries.

>>43391382
>spoiler
Oof, good one.

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I dunno about Heroes. The early chapters are not well edited, and Hired is so gruff and monotone. She reminds me of Ripple from Guise of Chaos, but stupid and without the murderous alter ego.

>>43391646
Blackjack wishes she was as cool as Hired Gun

>>43383793
>>43383956

[x] Let her.

>You met her glance with your own.
>She was full of determination and disgust.
“I’ve got your back. Go do what you have to.”
>You’d have to talk about it later; charging out like this would get you in trouble and likely killed later, but five slavers shouldn’t pose a problem.
>”Do we really have to?”
>Star’s voice was weak and quiet.
>”Just let them go.”
>But Aurelia didn’t even look her way.
>She pulled a vial of something blue from her bags, popped it open, and chugged it in one go.
>”We go. I deal first blow.”
>You nodded at her as she stashed the empty vial before zipping off towards the road.

“Star. How good are you with that?”
>You pointed at the 10mm strapped to her leg as you settled into position behind a rock.
>”Huh? Oh, I’m pretty good at it! I was one of the better shooters at the stable, though I never won anything on the range days. They were going to make me a guard but then the stable opened and… that’s a story for another time.”
>She settled in a small pit behind a tree and stared at her gun.
>”I just… do we have to kill them? They haven’t done anything to us.”
>You nodded at her.
“You saw her. She wasn’t going to take no for an answer. Now get ready. It’s going to get ugly when they notice her.”

>>43392385

>Your prediction was only partially correct.
>The stallion on top, an earth pony with an orange coat, red mane, rusty metal armor cobbled together from who knows where, and a green camping hat shouted out as he saw her.
>”’Ey! What’cha doing out here…”
>He paused for a second for a quick – thankfully, as he did not notice you – glance around.
>”…all on your own?”
>His brow furrowed at first, but then a wide grin took over as he beckoned forth the two ponies behind the wagon.
>The pair glanced at each other, checked their weapons, a pipe rifle and a rusty sub-machine gun, before speeding up.
>”Why, I was riding with a caravan, but got lost and they kept going before I could find my way back. I am most fortunate that you just happened to pass by before nightfall. Would you mind I spend the night in your camp?”
>Aurelia’s voice was melodic and diplomatic without even a hint of rage to it.
>She accompanied it with a sweet smile.
>You saw the cogs in the slaver’s brains turn as a very faint ‘ching’ carried from nowhere.
>”Well, as pa used to say, don’t look a gift zebra in the mouth. Hold, you two!”
>The stallion on top pointed at the two ponies pulling the wagon – a pair of sad looking stallions chained to their spots.
>The wagon came to a halt before he stood up, swung open the crate he’d sat on, and pulled out a slave collar before jumping down.
>”Yeah, you sure can spend the night in our camp. Just come over here and we’ll make this quick and easy.”
>He brandished the collar as the two ponies coming from the back got there to flank him.
>Aurelia rolled her eyes.
>”How brutish of you. Well then. Come, do what you must.”
>She stuck a hoof behind her neck and flicked her voluminous mane.
>The slaver grew a fifth leg at the sight and, you could swear, foamed at the mouth.
>”Oh I sure will.”
>”Uh, boss-”
>The pony with a pipe rifle spoke up, but was too late.

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>>43392389

>It all happened in an instant.
>You set your sights on the pony smart enough to smell a trap as the slaver charged at Aurelia.
>Who slipped out of the way, ducked, and spun.
>And bucked, in a move you’d never seen before.
>The stallion had just enough time to turn and see it coming before one of her rear hooves found his chin.
>You heard a nasty snap as blood, spittle, and teeth sprayed all around.
>Then, a bang as you pulled the trigger.
>Another spray of blood painted the tarmac red, this time mixed with gray as the head of the pipe rifle henchpony exploded.
>Then…
>Silence.
>No signature bang-bang-bang of Stable-Tec standard-issue 10mm.
>Star, you saw from the corner of your eye, shivered at the bottom of the hole with her hooves over her head.
>Cursing her in your mind, you shifted your sights to the other henchpony.
>Who, by now, had his SMG pointed at Aurelia.
>She was with it and dove and rolled out of the way of the spray of bullets.
>Whether by chance or choice, she crossed between the gun and the orange stallion – and the henchpony kept his sights on her, the best he could.
>Which wasn’t very well.
>The first bullets struck sparks as they dinged his metal armor.
>The last ones struck home.
>He jerked as they punched holes in his belly and rear half.

>The instant of battle ended with most feared sound in all of the Wasteland.
>The click of running dry.
>And the thunk of the head slaver falling onto the tarmac.
>With a whimper and a trembling lower lip, the remaining henchman dropped his gun and bolted off towards the far end of the bridge.
>But, it was not to happen as Aurelia took pursuit.
>You couldn’t see it from where you were, but you heard the thunder of galloping hooves followed by a thunk, a snap, and a long scream ending in a loud splash.

>>43392394

>Silence took over for a few seconds.
>You flicked your safety back on, pushed yourself off the ground, and patted the worst of the dirt and dust off.
“It’s over. You can get up now.”
>Offering a hoof, you stepped over to where Star still covered.
>”Why? Why did they have to die?”
>You let out a sigh and ducked down to pat her on the withers.
“They were slavers. They steal, loot, rape, and kill, just the same as raiders. The only difference is, they try to spare those they think are worth hauling to the closest town to sell.”
>She whimpered.
“Now, come on. Let’s go free the slaves.”
>And sniffled.
>But, did look up at you in the end.
>Streaks of tears ran down her cheeks, but she reached up to wipe them with the sleeve of her stable suit.
>”I… I guess that’s a good thing.”

>There were six in total.
>Two chained to the wagon and four in it.
>Two mares, two stallions, and a filly and a colt who looked like they were just about to hit their teens.
>You fished out a set of keys from within the orange stallion’s armor and passed it to Star.
>She went around the bruised, dirty, hungry looking sorry lot of ponies and tried keys to their chains until, eventually, she found one that fit and clicked.
>One by one, sets of rusty chains fell to the ground.
>Two of the grown ups mumbled a thanks before bolting off as soon as they were free.

>”I knew it.”
>Aurelia, rummaging the crate on top of the wagon, pulled out some sort of an insignia.
>It depicted a red eye on a black background.
>”He’s hauling slaves all the way from here. The fool.”
>She shook her head and tossed the mark onto the ground.
>”So, you lot. Who are you? How’d you end up here?”
>Pointing at the remaining two adults and the filly and colt, she cocked her head.
>”Um.”
>The stallion, an earth pony with a faint blue coat and a white mane, did his best to shove the rest behind his back.
>”I’m Barely Brew. She’s Fallen Ash.”
>The unicorn mare, with charcoal black coat and dark brown mane, waved at you.
>”I was a farmer and she a scavenger and we were…”
>He glanced back at the young ones.
>They were a mix of Barely’s and Fallen’s colors.
>”We were doing pretty well until that lot showed up a few months ago. They’ve been dragging ponies off one by one. But, who are you and what are you doing here?”

>Aurelia did not answer.
>She pulled a jingling pouch from the box and hopped off the wagon.
>Without a word, she strode to you and passed the pouch.
>It wasn’t as full as you’d hoped, but had about twenty caps in it.
>”What do you think?”
>And leaned in to whisper in your ear.
>”Can we trust them for one night?”

[] Yes.
[] No.
Additionally, roll a d10. First roll will be used.

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>>43392118
Blackjack is silly and loveable. Hired is grumpy and dumb.

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>43392401
Yes? Sort of?
What I really think is she should put her diplomatic skills to use and talk to them instead of asking us to speculate. She can figure out how dire their situation is, find out why they stayed with us when others ran away, make us look more useful to them alive and well, build a rapport. But to answer her question, they may try something desperate, especially if they have to start from scratch because something precludes them from simply returning to their farm. One more thing to watch out for among many, if the three of us are taking watches to guard each other's sleep anyway.
Is more better in this roll?

>>43392743
>Spoiler
Generally yes. So a three isn't a stellar roll.

>>43392743
>But to answer her question, they may try something desperate, especially if they have to start from scratch because something precludes them from simply returning to their farm.
I hope they don't stoop down to Monterey Jack levels of stupidity. Not only would it be very bad, I bet it would also break our cute Pegasus completely.

>>43393967
But her barn door doesn't swing that way.

>>43394034
You have to fix that door then.

>>43392650
>Blackjack is silly and loveable.
And also a touch scary.

>>43394487
>And also a touch scary.
That's good!

>>43392401
Do her battle drugs have any side effects we should be aware of?

>>43394854
Severely increased libdo.

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>>43394854<<<
Predatory intentions during utterly unsexual social situations~! The fuck of it these young people say to me!?

>>43394859
Acutely or constitutively? She matched Storm's like it's nothing when she was entirely sober!

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>>43394487
Only if you read to the end of her fic

>>43395352
Yeah. I did.

When will the entire fanfic have an AI generated movie series exactly in the style of FiM

>>43395570
I would rather it be made by whoever wrote the Fallout TV show.

>>43394875
Acutely, of course. She'll be wild for a while.

>>43391646
She looks kinda masculine.

>>43392743

[x] Yes. (3)

“I think they’re trustworthy enough.”
>Aurelia’s lips curled into a smile as she bumped your hip with her rear.
>It was remarkably soft for something that’d just dislocated and broken a jaw and outran a panicked henchpony.
>”I sure hope you’re right.”
>Her tail brushed your side and flicked at your snout as she headed towards the former slaves.
>”We’re here on behalf of the zebra tribe from Seafoam village, tasked to find out what’s happened to the Steel Rangers. As for who we are? I’m Aurelia, this here’s Stream Song…”
>She pointed at you.
>”...and she’s Star Seeker.”
>And at Star.
>”Now, this is a bit out of the blue, but-”
>She glanced up at the darkening sky.
>”-would you share camp with us tonight? Five watch shifts is better than three.”
>Barley drew a breath, then stared at her for a few seconds before wheeling around to whisper with Fallen.
>The mare took a step forward after another few seconds.
>”Sure. We don’t really know anything about this side of the river anyways and there’s safety in numbers.”

>You ended up with the first watch.
>You’d had little time before darkness fell: all you’d done was loot anything worth taking before dumping the corpses in the river.
>Your camp was just a dry looking spot in the forest far away enough from the road to be out of sight.
>The rest of the group had drifted off already, wrapped in whatever blankets and clothes they’d got from the slavers, leaving you alone in the darkness.
>The darkness of Wasteland nights always managed to surprise you.
>Back home, there was always a little light from the Moon or stars or at least the tiniest bit from the fireflies.
>But here?
>You could only just see the ground while standing.
>So, you sat and listened to the occasional rustle of leaves or something tiny scurrying about.

>You fell asleep almost immediately as soon as Fallen took over.
>And found yourself in a deep, narrow pit.
>Your hooves were tied.
>As you struggled to free yourself, water started to pour in.
>At first slow, but then faster and faster.
>You shouted for help as the ice cold, foul smelling water reached your knees.
>You squirmed and struggled as it reached your hips.
>You thrashed and beat the walls as it rose to your chest.
>You realized it’s futile as it got up to your neck.
>You drew a deep breath to fill your lungs and hoped to float.
>You held-
>Something touched your back.
>Something in the water.
>Something not quite solid.

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>>43396765

>”Stream, wake up.”
>Star, who had the last watch, called for your name and shook you by your side.
>”Wake up.”
>Her voice was hushed.
>You pulled your 10mm and bolted upright and…
>”Eep!”
>...saw there was nothing around.
>Apart Star, now sitting on her rear with her wings spread and a hoof covering her face, and Aurelia, who was still right where you remembered last seeing her.
“What? Did something happen?”
>Just as you asked, you realized the freed slaves were gone.
>Scanning the ground, you found your pack right where you left it.
>Aurelia’s pack right where she left it.
>And Star’s pack was on her back.
>You cocked your head and arched a brow as you turned back to the pegasus.
“You made it sound like something happened.”
>”Well…”
>She let her wings fall limp before folding them and moved the hoof from her face to her neck.
>”How do I… I kinda did it. Promise you won’t get mad, OK?”
>Rubbing her neck, she shied away from your gaze and looked down at the ground between you.
>A hint of red rose to her cheeks.
>You let out a sigh.
“Sure. I won’t. Just tell me what it is.”
>They- they wanted to leave before we woke up and started arguing about how they’ll survive now that the slavers destroyed their crops and sold the seed grain. So, um, I gave them enough caps to buy new seeds. 60 in total. 20 from each one of us.”
>You slammed a cloven hoof on your face.
“You-”
>But, could you really blame her?
“I know you did the right thing, but you also took half my caps. I was hoping to buy more ammo for the rifle. That’s four caps a round, at least. Up to twice that if there’s no options.”
>Star leaned back as you spoke.
>Hints of dampness emerged in the corners of her eyes.
>”I know. I just… they really needed it and promised to pay it back if we ever see them again and asked us to pray for a warm autumn and… can we not tell Aurelia, please? I’ll put the rest of my caps in her purse so she’ll have as many as last night.”
>She pointed at the zebra, who – you now noticed – was still fast asleep.
>You hadn’t been quiet so you guessed it was whatever she drank before the fight.

[] Tell Aurelia.
[] Don’t tell Aurelia.

Also

[] Forgive Star.
[] Scold Star. (Feel free to tell how.)

>>43396770
So in total 60+4 bits plus the cost of Aurelia's potion lost, about 20 plus some loot gained. Could've been worse. How was the loot, by the way? How many bomb collars do we have?
Why exactly doesn't she want Aurelia to know? If she's just being silly, push her to explain everything to Aurelia in the morning on her own. Twenty caps aren't worth eroding group cohesion with secret deals.

>>43395789
Yeah, no. AI is the better content creator in comparison.

>>43396770
I'd say we can forgive Star since her heart was in the right place. Though I'd still mention that she should consult us and Aurelia in the future if such a situation might repeat itself. Having (or not having) cash in the wastes can be the difference between life and death in dry times, so everyone should always be up to date with what the party has at hand. It's also why I opt to tell Aurelia of her decision. She can't let be left in the dark about the sudden drop of their total cash reserves.

>>43391313
Still gotta get into this game. I heard higher difficulties are fucking hard.

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>Playing Remains
>Make it through the factory
>First story boss room
>Fucking Aphex Twin starts playing
That was a jump scare and a half.

>>43397928
Isn't she cute?

>>43397820
>I heard higher difficulties are fucking hard.
It's the grindfest that hurts, the actual combat difficulty is not that high if you know enemy attack patterns and resistances.

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Game is fun. I dunno how you'd make sneak or sniper weapons work though, given how small the maps are and how many enemies rush you down.

>>43398647
>It's the grindfest that hurts
How much grind are we talking?

>>43395789
Which of these two options could concievably ever happen though?

I wonder if there's an interest in a fic set in Hoofington 30-40 years before PH, with a bunch of the PH bullshit irrelevant or soft-retconned. I was always interested in the setting and deeply disappointed by the fic.

Are people even writing fics anymore?

>>43399399
>Are people even writing fics anymore?
No. Nobody is. And when's the last time anyone wrote for these threads anyways? Seven years ago?

>>43399516
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/581114/i-took-a-slight-tumble-onto-an-active-roadway-and-got-magically-reincarnated-into-a-different-world-based-upon-the-show-my-little-pony-and-the-game-fallout-in-the-side-fic-of-fallout-equestria-known-as-project-horizons-as-a-stable-99-stallion This nigga

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>>43399399
I'd read it. What do you want to change?

And there are people still writing, including myself. Updates are just very slow these days.

>>43398932
My first playthrough was with a sneak mele build with an telekinesis trough wall and tp too, this build was op as fuck, I just tunnelled trough walls and dealt fully charged sledgehammer sneak attacks to enemies, they almost always got one shot and when they didn't, I just grabbed them and hit them again or did a crate finisher

>>43400091
On which difficulty?

>>43399699
Kek nice title

Uppo.

>>43399132
>How much grind are we talking?
Die once, grind at least 10-15 minutes in the first dungeon for recovering the caps for repairing your armor and healing.
And grinding for a better armor tier takes hours at least.
The worst part is that prices increase exponentially, but your cap income increases much slower if increases at all.

>>43399146
>book about a lesbian depressed drug addict
girlboss
Unironically, it sounds like a great idea for Blackrock & Co.
The catch? All characters are humanized, of course, how else can they put minorities inside?

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Project Horizons anime adaptation when

>>43400957
2037 when AI Is capable

>>43400878
How does constant obsessing over and connecting everything to /pol/ slop not drive you insane?

>>43400982
Well, the Fallout show IS /pol/ slop. They checked all /pol/ marks to the point where it becomes amusing.

>>43400226
Uhh been a long time but I think it was the normal difficulty or equivalent thereof

>>43400980
Looking forward to it.

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Mentally unwell

>>43401302
Wait, hold on. Is that the real Daisyfag?

>>43401351
I'm pretty sure of it

>>43401302
Why are you photographing a screen?

>>43401402
His taste is concerning, but I've got to respect his dedication.

>>43401351
The only daisyfag to ever exist

>>43401962
It sure is an aquired taste.

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>>43401302
>The male symbol on his ass

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Fuck these stupid challenge maps

>>43402235
But Anon, if you don't do all the challenges and side quests you will get a bad ending!

>>43402256
The fic has a bad ending so it's the more faithful route

>>43402278
>The fic has a bad ending
How so?

>>43402395
Dyke survived.

>>43402827
The only bad thing about that is that Calamity didn't set her straight.

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Velvet and BJ never interacted much, did they?

>>43403104
Homage doesn't deserve a good ending.

>>43403311
Come on, Blackjack would be in for a threesome.

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>>43402007
What the fuck was he thinking?

>>43396770
Tell Aurelia and Forgive Star

>>43403957
Of Daisy.
Duh.

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>>43398449
She is.

>>43396770
Give Star a hug and forgive her of her actions. Mention that she has a kind heart, but she shoulda talk to both of us about it first, so we can decide the matter together as a team, before giving them some of our stuff we coulda lose important items needed on our journey. Remind the pegasus that resources in the wasteland are limited scarce, so we have to be careful who were sharing our supplies with; otherwise we'll putting ourselves in danger from raiders who might be pretending to be helpless victims in order to rob us blind under our nose leaving us defenseless and vulnerable to harm, capture, or death. Furthermore, let Star know she can't hide this from Aurelia she has to know what she did its betraying her trust in her if she doesn't. We're supposed to rely on each other and we don't want to believe that Star is intentionally trying to sabotage our plan by going behind our backs.

>>43397211
>>43397421
>>43403982
>>43404652

[x] Tell Aurelia.
[x] Forgive Star.

“Why is it you don’t want her to know?”
>An idea formed in your head.
>”Well, it’s just that I don’t want to listen to yet another one of her lectures about how the Wasteland is. I know it’s bad. I just… Why can’t ponies be a bit nicer to each other? It’d be better for everypony.”
>She glared at you as you drew breath.
>”And don’t say trust gets you killed. I know. I’ve heard it a million times. I- I want to make it better. Even if it’s just for those around me.”
>You raised a hoof and did a dismissive wave.
“No, no. We’re good. I think you did the right thing but should’ve asked before doing.”
>Setting your hoof back down, you shook your head.
“But you still have to tell her that we’re short quite a few caps. If you can avoid telling why, that’s fine by me.”
>Star huffed and hawed and pouted and-
>”...fine. But you wake her up.”
>-pointed at you.
>You let out a chuckle and nodded.
“You got yourself a deal.”

“Aurelia! It’s morning!”
>You poked her leg, to no effect.
“Aurelia! Wake up!”
>Yelling louder, you ducked for a solid grip around her withers and shook her.
>To no effect.
“All right. I guess we’re doing this the hard way.”
>Taking a step back, you rolled your shoulders and your neck for a few cracks.
>You then stuck your muzzle under her and lifted her with a hoof to-
>-she was so very soft and warm and, despite everything, still had a most pleasant floral scent to her, on top of her natural scent.
>The sensation had you stop for a second before pushing through to get her on your back.
“I don’t like doing this, but you need it.”
>She was heavy, and not only because she was taller than you or your average mare.
>You bent your legs and hopped.
>Then again.
>”Eep!”
>She jerked and squirmed and almost fell off before she managed to set her front hooves on the ground to stop herself from sliding off.
>”Wuh- what? What did you do that for, my friend?”
>It was the first time you’d heard her alarmed and flustered.
“You wouldn’t wake up otherwise.”
>Bending your rear legs, you let her get back on her own four hooves.
>”Huh. I know the potion makes you tired after it wears off, but it-”
>She fell silent all of a sudden and stared down at her hooves.
>”-it really has been 30 years. Heavens above.”
>And whispered to herself before looking back at you again.
>”I apologize, my friend. I’ll have to brew the next batch less potent so it won’t knock me out that bad. But. For now, we have places to be.”
>Muttering something to herself again, this time too quite for you to hear, she tossed her pack on her back.

>>43404826

>You were on the bridge, weaving between rusted and broken cars and trucks, when Star stopped and stomped her hoof.
>”Hey, Aurelia.”
>Her voice was shaky.
>”There’s something I have to tell you.”
>Drawing a deep breath, she squeezed her eyelids shut before letting it out.
>”The slaves we camped with? They needed caps for seeds. So I gave them some. From all of us. 60 in total.”
>The zebra arched a brow.
>”That’s it?”
>”Huh?”
>Star’s jaw hung open as she stared at Aurelia while the older mare strode over to her and pet her head.
>”You’ve been fidgety and absent all morning so I thought it was something worse.”
>And glomped her into a tight hug.
>”You mustn’t worry me like that, my dear. It’s no good for either of us.”
>The pegasus tensed up at first, but wrapped her hooves around the zebra after a second.
>”Aren’t you mad at me?”
>Aurelia chuckled and rubbed Star’s neck.
>”I am, but only because you didn’t ask me before doing it.”
>The queen had a mellow smile on her lips as they let go of each other.
>”You have a noble heart and you must never let go of that, my dear. But. You must also realize you can’t help every pony we come across, lest we end up being the ones needing help ourselves.”

>The south bank of the river was similar to the north.
>The highway branched at the end of the bridge, running both east towards the Equestrian Heartland and Canterlot, or what little was left of those nowdays, and west to central Vanhoover.
>But, perhaps more importantly, there were tree stumps near the road.
>And they were recent.
>Some hadn’t even had the time to dry and were still oozing sap.
>There was no sign of who did it, however, so you kept going towards the city.

>It was quiet and deserted until you reached the first suburb.
>That’s when distant gunfire had you stop.
“You hear that?”
>Your ears perked up as stuck a hoof out to signal Star and Aurelia to stop.
>It was the pop-pop-pop of shoddy low caliber weapons multiplied by echoes in some narrow street.
>”Why are they fighting?”
>Star looked in the direction it came from and spread her wings.
“Impossible to tell. But that isn’t the Steel Rangers. They use heavier weapons.”
>A few more shots rang out in the distance.
>Aurelia took a few steps, then stared at the suburb ahead and the highway splitting it in half.
>”Maybe we should get off the highway if there’s fighting going on? It’ll be slower, but at least we won’t be quite as obvious targets.”

[] Stay on the highway. It’s the fastest route.
[] Get off and use smaller roads.

In addition, roll a d10.

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>43404828
Get off and use smaller roads

>>43404828
Yeah, let's get out of sight.
To the side roads it is.

>>43402007
99 would have a field day with him.
And I wouldn't be surprised if he'd like it too.

>>43404828
[] Get off and use smaller roads.
It's a bit of a simple decision. Unless there's a hidden countdown, but what are the chances?

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>>43405390
Who wouldn't love all those mares?

>>43405922
I wouldn't love the living conditions among those mares.

>>43406254
From what I heard, most inhabitants learn to accept the inconveniences eventually.

>>43406277
It''s not like they have much of a choice.

>>43406254
Is it really all that much worse than, say, living in like Indiana or something?

>>43406411
Do you get euthanized in Indiana?

>>43406477
That's more of a Canada or Switzerland thing apparently

>>43406541
Okay, I guess living in Stable 99 is better than life in Canada or Switzerland. At least you've got mares there.

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Homelands is pretty good so far. Two chapters in and no extreme misery, grotesque violence or weird sex. I really do like the zebra lore being established.

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Would Puppysmiles ever say the z word?

>>43407126
Easily. Just trick her into saying it by claiming it means something else. She won't suspect a thing.

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Daisyfags will never know

>>43407827
Not a Daisyfag, but let's give it a shot.
Try to redpill me on Marmalade.

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>>43407827
Ayo hol up, is Marmalade w waifus? Goated even?

>>43407973
>is Marmalade w waifus?
That's what I want to know too.

>>43406883
>I really do like the zebra lore being established.
I honestly dread to get into the story because of it. I've yet to see a story that doesn't fuck it up because of you-know-what.

>>43408185
Somber said she was a little retarded and in need of a friend
Perhaps a lonely Derpy-type waifu

>>43408970
The problem is she's a 99 mare. She's a little retarded but has total control over you.

>>43406411
For a stallion it's bad in S99. Like 'could hardly get any worse' bad.

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>>43409231
Yeah it's pretty rough all things considered

>>43409251
Unless you're a Daisyfag.
Or Marmaladefag, I suppose.
And God help the guy who loves the 99 Overmare.

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I still want a Protege plush, but I feel like faux fur for his mane and tail would be best, which limits my options

>>43410145
>Protege
Man, why is he so hot?

>>43404602
That will ruin the clothes.

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>>43410195
Cuz Crimm drew him that way. But I loved his character before that

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>>43410145

>>43410988
Holy based.

>>43410988
DUDE.

>>43410749
Don't know the story, so the looks are all I know of. And I must admit Protege is top tier in looks.