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Occupied Equestria - The Thread That Came Late
Anonymous
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No.133503
133506 135124
In Changelingia (West Equestria), Brie gains the support of a Changeling queen for his endeavors. Spark is doing his best to help an ill Wolf spiritual leader.

In Free Equestria (East Equestria), Iron is trying to intimidate a group of criminal griffin interlopers. Fantasy Play is helping to shut down an Anarchist press. Silver is helping his new household. Amber Sunset is walking through the city, and Dark Star has just finished helping the orphans.
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Anonymous
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No.133781
133782
>>133780
Mala is the first to finish eating, licking the plate repeatedly, then his lips, and then sitting up. Jubilosa takes a little longer, eating the stroganoff and then the alligator meat with her fork. Khoi is still eating, picking up strands of noodles, and then using her spoon to pick up mushrooms. She doesn’t pick up cream, but she doesn’t push it off the noodles either.
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.133782
133787
>>133781
To be considerate, Silver waits for Khoi to finish before getting up. He turns to Jubilosa and Mala.

"So, what did you two think?"
Anonymous
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No.133787
133850
>>133782
Mala nods, with his triangle ears now pointing towards Silver as he smiles. Jubilosa

“Hehe, what is this stuff called again? Is this from your homeland?”

Khoi is silent until at least Jubilosa is finished speaking
Anonymous
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No.133800
133801
Do you smell what the Iron's cooking?

Iron softly exhales from his snout, stabilizing his breath after his small skirmish against the two weapon-wielding griffin mafiosos back at the pier.
(We might be here for a while,) he muses.
Anonymous
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No.133801
133802
>>133800
No... But Iron can smell salt water and cigarettes

A fast but light "clop clop clop," and then:
"What the hell was the that?" White Sands sounds a little frustrated
"You made them pull weapons on you."
She turns her head to the side, then quickly turns it back
"Be grateful they didn't have submachine guns."
Anonymous
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No.133802
133806
>>133801
Good. Because he's a terrible cook.

Iron turns to Sands, ears drooped and puckered lips at the truthful accusation.
"I might need to practice goading them into hoof fights," he admits in a low tone, realizing the circumstances he's in "the coat shredders, "suh-ma-chin" guns, really hurt last time I got hit by them."
Glancing at the planks his hooves currently perched themselves on for a bit, he glances up at the mare once more. "...Should I directly challenge them to a hoof fight from the getgo?"
Anonymous
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No.133806
133807
>>133802
Shee blinks, and her entire body seems to ease up as tension fades away

"That's most likely better than vague threats. Insults will make them angry. They will make them want to hurt you. Threats, however, may just make them fear you. And every creature, no matter what it is, is at its most dangerous when it is afraid."

She moves along again, past Iron
"Hoof fights... who knows. You'll have your most success with the bigger ones, the ones who think they're most likely to win in a fight against you. But successful hoof fight challenges are definitely the safest way to do this."

She looks back to him from past him
"Then again, the whole point of this operation is scare them away... so you can't really ever completely remove the danger from it."
Anonymous
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No.133807
133809
>>133806
Iron nods, somewhat understanding the balance explained to him and being reminded specifically what he had to do to those griffons.
"So I should find bulkier individuals whose main course of action is to fight barehoof," he answers "so that they choose to fight with it even with threats."
Nodding to himself, the native smacks his lips, thinking up the remainder of his plan. "If I recall correctly, there was a famous griffin in this area. They must have a bulky guard on him to dissuade any sort of goading towards him. He might be a good target to scare by beating up those protecting him."
Anonymous
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No.133809
133811
>>133807
She moves directly in front of him
"He'll have a guard or two or three for sure. They'll need to be beat up... To send a message. What worries me is if they have hitgriffs. Professional killers. Those griffins could be far deadlier..." she looks down, then back up
"Challenging the bigger ones to a fight, or otherwise provoking them... that's a good move. But the smaller griffins, well, they won't want to attack you without weapons." Then she looks to Iron with her head tilted away.
"Maybe they could be lured into a trap. They could think they are going after an easier target."
Anonymous
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No.133811
133812
>>133809
Iron hums softly, glancing at the probably smaller griffons behind Sands.
"What sort of traps would they be attracted to?" he asks out loud before looking back at Sands. "Perhaps we could try to stand up to the civilian ponies that may have suffered from any aggressive tactics aimed at them in order to scare them into complacency instead. They're essentially the easier target, although I do not recall hearing any complaints about them."
Anonymous
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No.133812
133814
>>133811
"Trying to stop whatever they are doing will definitely do it, that's for sure. If they don't know what they're fighting they won't be prepared.

But, if that doesn't work, their attempts to teach an obnoxious unicorn mare a lesson could go horribly wrong."
Anonymous
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No.133814
133815
>>133812
Iron's snout scrunches slightly, having the faintest feeling of dread from her last sentence, blinking softly in response.
"...D-did you just-"
Then as suddenly as the apprehension appeared, it dissipates from the bigger plan in motion, spiking his ears up.
"Oh! I see! That sounds like a good idea, actually. Specially if said mare has some injuries on her. But where could that happen?"
Anonymous
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No.133815
133816
>>133814
"Where ever the griffins are, we go to them. Or if you are willing to take more time, whatever it is they value, we go to that and threaten it. Either way, let them not know what is coming."
Anonymous
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No.133816
133818
>>133815
"Find the griffins," Iron repeats, confirming the first option to be more fool-proof before glancing around the area "...where were those places, again?"
Anonymous
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No.133818
133819
>>133816
"Well, evidently they have a location operating hear around the piers. They are trying to operate a fishing company, or something. But they'll want to have businesses as fronts, and as places to congregate... There's probably a restaurant or a bar or something somewhere around here they like to congregate too."
Anonymous
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No.133819
133821
>>133818
"Sounds to me we'll stick around these piers for a while," Iron responds with a nod "unless we get hungry for... feathers?"
He wore a small, sheepish smile as he glances, finding it mildly difficult to keep the hidden meaning flowing along smoothly.
Anonymous
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No.133821
133822
>>133819
"Heh" She briefly smiles, but returns to a serious expression.

"One more thing. We're not in Baltimare anymore. Police will probably still respond to gunshots, and always be careful of witnesses, but if they find us, they aren't going to assume we're involved in gang violence, or that we are potential thieves. They are going to see a poor, innocent mare, and her stallion - admittedly a slightly scarier looking stallion, but a pony stallion nevertheless. And when they look at our adversaries, they will see big, mean griffins with foreign accents, questionable paperwork - Interlopers in land that in their eyes, belongs to ponies. And they will make their own conclusions as to what happened, who was the aggressor, and who the victim."
Anonymous
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No.133822
133823
>>133821
"I understand," Iron answers with a nod "so keep the gang talk to only key moments and do it subtly so only the gangsters hear the threats."
Anonymous
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No.133823
133824
>>133822
"Well, don't be afraid of the police if you can't outrun them. No need to dive into salt water this time, for instance..." she narrows her eyes a little at these words

"But as for the gangsters, it's a delicate balance to make them want to hurt you, without making them think they need to destroy you."
Anonymous
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No.133824
133825
>>133823
Iron nods once more, licking his lips softly as he look to his naked form, hide hopefully covering whatever scars he may have gotten these past few days.
"...considering somepony else will activate their drive to hurt, I do not think it will be necessary for me to do much..."
As soon as that thought crosses his head, his eyes widened and, with a small excited hop and renewed vigor, he quickly turns to Sands. "I know! I will stutter on purpose so my threats are not as deep as they usually would."
Anonymous
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No.133825
133827
>>133824
He'll need a long coat for that, as he is quite scarred. Hopefully hair will cover what time has not yet.

She nods
"Stuttering. That sounds like a clever trick. Make your enemies think that you are already afraid of them. They won't feel as threatened."
Anonymous
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No.133827
133829
>>133825
"Great!" Iron exclaims, getting excited to execute their plan before inhaling deeply, composing himself in order not to be blinded by the raw anticipation of battle "Let us commence our plans, then: Find griffons, the mare goads them and the stallion comes out the moment they take action. Like fishing... birds in a... pond."
The native took a second to process his last statement before chuckling softly at his raw attempt at a simile.
Anonymous
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No.133829
133830
>>133827
A malign smile comes across her face
"A plan well executed is always a pleasure to behold."
Anonymous
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No.133830
133831 133832
>>133829
Iron nods a couple of times excitedly, clearly agreeing about it more due to it meaning more battling, before starting his quest to find more griffons on this pier first and foremost, hoping to test out their new plan's effectiveness to further their own ends.
Anonymous
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No.133831
133832
>>133830
[1d20 = 9]<Finding the griffs
Anonymous
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No.133832
133833
>>133830
>>133831
Iron's griffdar snout points towards a set of buildings further down on the water front. It looks like a two story office building, plus a larger building that resembles a warehouse and goes directly to the water
Anonymous
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No.133833
133839 133851
>>133832
Ears flicking towards the building, Iron starts to slowly turn his head as well. "I feel griffons over there," he tells Sands in a hushed manner "Scout ahead to see if you can find any. I will follow you as inconspicuously as I can."
Anonymous
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No.133839
133842 133845
>>133833
Nice to have you back. I forgot, Iron and Sands aren't in Baltimare anymore?
Anonymous
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No.133842
133845
>>133839
They are in "North Point," a town north of Baltimare on the outskirts
Anonymous
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No.133845
133846 133847
>>133839
>>133842
What poster above me said.
I see you've become an Asian person while I was away.
Amber's not gonna start eating dogs, is she?
Anonymous
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No.133846
133847
>>133845
>fighting Diamond Dogs
It's an option.

Anonymous
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No.133847
133848
>>133845
Probably not unless it's well-disguised.
>>133846
Now you've got my interest.
Anonymous
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No.133848
133849
>>133847
I see you're more of a hunter kind of Asian. My apologies.
Anonymous
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No.133849
>>133848
WELCOME TO THE RICE FIELDS, MOTHERFUCKER!
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.133850
133851
>>133787
"Stroganoff! It is indeed from my homeland of Severyana. It is nothing considered fancy, or eaten by tsars, but it is tasty, and quite cheap."
Anonymous
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No.133851
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>>133833
The first building is two stories, brick with a flat roof, and a white sign saying “Salty’s Seashore” on it. There’s a couple windows on the first floor with the blinds down, and a simple door.

>>133850
https://youtu.be/ELsc0btFgRI

She is silent for a moment
“Huh. That’s pretty neat. Nice of you to share.”
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.133852
133854
>>133851
Silver smiles at Jubilosa, then looks to Khoi when she gets close to finishing.

"What about you? What did you think?"
Anonymous
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No.133853
133854 133857
>>133851
Iron's hooves clip clops in attempted inconspicuousness towards it, letting Sands go in front of him as she's more knowledgeable about the place and charismatic than he is.
He would keep an eye out for any griffon activity he could spot on his approach while he quickly cranes his neck towards the mare taking point.
"When you think you have spotted a good opportunity to start the scenario, whisper "Honeybee," he asks.
Anonymous
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No.133854
133855 133856 133857
>>133853
With a glow of her yellow-green magic, she toggles the door knob.
"It's unlocked"
She twists the door knob, and goes through into the room.

[1d20+7 = 22]

>>133852
Jubilosa smiles back

"Is... Is nice." Khoi says, smiling awkwardly
Anonymous
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No.133855
133857
>>133854
Iron couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling strange around this area built yet unguarded. He opted to keep his snout shut for the time being, content with simply looking around for anything worth paying attention to: Danger or curiosity apply.
[1d20+2 = 12]<Spot Check
Silver "The Floof" Sword
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No.133856
133857
>>133854
"Are you sure? You will not hurt my feelings if you did not like it."
Anonymous
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No.133857
133858 133867
>>133853
>>133854
>>133855
She goes inside for a minute. Then another minute. Then another. Then the door opens:

Female voice that isn't Sands:
"Ms..."

Sands:
"Heron"

Female:
"Ms. Heron, we are closed and we have nothing to do with any 'illegal dumping.'"

Sands, sounding very angry
"Do not give me that talk pretty feathers, you dumped something that poisoned my dog and I know it. Pay the medical bills or I will have the city council investigate. I use the same tailor as the mayor; I have connections."

As she opens the door and steps back out, she turns her head to give a slightly worried grin to Iron. She does not say the code

>>133856
"It's... it's nice, but where are the chopsticks, and why are there animal products?"

Jubilosa
"Also... I don't want to sound rude but... Where's the wine?"
Anonymous
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No.133858
133859
>>133857
Figuring there wasn't anything worth in there from how she didn't say the code to spring him into action, the stallion simply remains quiet, opting instead to remain vigilant yet passive for any attempts on her life until the mare currently kicking Sands out lets her walk off the premises.
Anonymous
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No.133859
133861
>>133858
She turns her head in
"No, I'm telling you. I'm telling you we have the dog outside. No. You listen here. No. Your negligence poisoned my dog. I am not leaving. You poisoned my poor, poor Honeybee."
Anonymous
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No.133860
133863
>>133851
>[YouTube] Russia Theme - Industrial (Civilization 6 OST) | Kalinka
Underrated, I can see why you like Civ 6. This is cursed but I can't listen to Kalinka without thinking of the misheard lyrics: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0fdlUyrBNk
Anonymous
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No.133861
133863
>>133859
(Huh, guess she really thinks this is a good target,) Iron thought to himself before approaching the scene, ready to put on his macho act to back up his mare in need.
With a careful nudge inside the door alongside Sands, Iron puts up a disdained yet weak scowl.
"Y-you two better take responsibility for o-our dog," Iron stutters out, making sure to up his usually pitch to sound even more pathetic yet with anger clear in his voice "s-she meant everything t-to us. Y-you cannot g-get away from this."
Anonymous
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No.133863
133864
>>133860
I absolutely love Civ 6 and especially its sound track. Every song has so much character to it

Sometimes I like to match areas of the occupied world to civ themes. I would give Baltimare the England theme, because that music has a feeling of reserved granduer, but also a feeling of age, of sorrow, and the feeling that the best days are behind you. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NG_AZky2Xkc

I would give the Northern areas, like Bales-Whinnysota, the America theme, because of the youthful optimism and belief and in progress, because the Northern areas seem historically younger and they are more obviously American in inspiration.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mRv501x6WP0

I would give the German theme to the Griffonian Empire, because that song sounds like an outright funeral dirge, like the death of that culture is a fiat accompli. It also for some reason sounds like you're moving over snow covered streets in a very old city, buying candy at Christmas time. It has a majesty to it, in addition to resignation to fate https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cTHmPOzWxzg


>>133861
Now, Iron can see what is in the room. There is a female griffin there. She's further back. But in the fore, trying to push Sands out, are two very large griffin males. Both have darker brown feathers. Both do not look like they are interested in messing around, and both say nothing. They are not brandishing weapons and don't seem to be threatening any violence at all, but the message is clearly "get out and never come back."

Their eyes meet Iron's
Anonymous
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No.133864
133865 133866
>>133863
(It will work as an excuse,) Iron thinks to himself before his brow furrows in further anger. "H-hey! What are you doing with her?!" the stallion cries out in shock, partly because the shoving may actually hit her in her burn marks and the opportunity to strike rises "You are not allowed to do that! She is recovering! H-how dare you treat a hurt, grieving mare in such a manner?!"
For now, Iron is content with simply adding extra weight to push out by stepping inside as well in order for the male griffins to escalate further.
Anonymous
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No.133865
133866 133868
>>133864
[1d20 = 1]

One of them raises an eyebrow at the new pony, who is twice the size of the mare being pushed out.

The other one speaks. Though even these few words betray that Ponish is not his first language, his deep voice is clear:
"Get Out"
Anonymous
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No.133866
133868
>>133864
>>133865
And one of the griffins walks right into Sands, causing her to yelp, "Ah-oo"