(Accepting) Equestria: 1955

[Rebel the Wolfgirl 5,605]

@, ((Dude, in RL you never say that to a girl. NEVER.))

 

"No. You're number seven. And not all of them were stallions." She said with a half smile. "One was a griffin, another was a zebra. I even dated one guy from Saddle Arabia. Once I dated a zebra mare.  You see, I've learned to read others and become a good judge of character. So When I flirt with someone it's usually with beings who'll treat me right. So I don't see race or gender only character."

 

She smiled and grasp Renegade's hoofs a little tighter. "And I really like your character."

(Nope, or else you'll get a can of whoopass.)

 

Renegade blushed when Sammy put her hooves on his. "Thank you. Nopony's ever said that to me before. I really like your character too." Many thoughts were racing through his brain. He then gulped and put his lips on Sammy's.

[Gloomfury 243]

@,

 

 Sammy was surprised at first, she didn't think he would be so bold. But her eyes slowly closed and she kissed him back. After a few seconds she pulled away and nuzzled his cheek affectionately. "You better treat me right, or I'll cut your tail off and whip your with it." She said in a sweet tone meaning she was only half joking.

[HunterTSN 1,444]

@@Mand'alor Dash, 

Zephyr growled indignantly at being called a broad, glaring threateningly at the indifferent librarian's back. Quietly she leaned towards Bitterhorn's ear.

 

"What's going on?" she asked under her breath, "why are you here in Ponyville and why is my name classified?"

 

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"Slug, Dartwing!" the Bravo commander barked, pointing accusingly at the two ponies in question. "Go up their and talk to the mercs. Partir!"

 

Groaning, Slug pushed himself off the back of the stopped vehicle. Following after him was a spindly young pegasus who Slug assumed must have been Dartwing, he had never taken the time to learn the names of his cohorts. Ignoring the colt, the burly unicorn trudged alongside the parked military transports as he made his way to the head of the convoy. 

 

"What's with the holdup?" he shouted as he neared the front. 

 

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@@Gloomfury,

Vibrant sat at the corner table of a pub garden, small torches lit up the darkening sky and a small wrought-iron fence separated him from the rest of the big city. Smiling, he took another sip of his pink lady while the Manehattan atmosphere and soft music drifting from the bar relaxed him to the core. A young couple nuzzled each other at the table next to his and Vibrant could taste the sweet love permeating the air around them. 'What a heavenly way to spend an evening' he thought pleasantly as he lay back into his chair.

Edited January 18, 2015 by HunterTSN

[FancyHorse 1,209]

@@HunterTSN

"Yasha sufadiea shinasu? " The panicky mare addresses to the mercenaries, Ahaban apart of them.

"Zeladeyan notinla tuhanahin. " Ahaban speaks to her, one of the mercs near by on his turret looks down Slug and his group.

"This old mare needs something, she looks pretty shook up." The stallion says.

 

"Unalti gesat analathabint! Tanakiukurla tasaun terin haufalri kaunalazein!" The mare speaks to Ahaban, who's expression shows surprise slightly.

"She says there's an insurgent hiding near her home. Could be a scout." He says.

 

One of the larger stallions looks over to the small hut just ahead.

"Ahaban, you and these two Prenchies go up ahead and clear out the hiding hole." The stallion (obviously the merc commandant) orders.

 

Ahaban looks at Slug and Dartwing,

"That's if they want to come. I can manage it alone." He says in modesty.

Edited January 18, 2015 by IllusivePony

[Gloomfury 243]

@@HunterTSN, 

 

After the Don was killed and Malachi took things over, Zubs kept taking walks around the Semi territory to make sure that no one was trying to take advantage over the Dons passing. He got in a few scraps here and there but he took care if them without a lot of fuss. Though the last one he was in left him with a black eye. Even though he was now getting more stares then usual he tried not to let it bother him.

 

He was on his way to a local pub that served his kind. Which was rather lucky because most didn't. When he made it to the pub he took a seat near the counter and ordered himself a scotch. While he was waiting for his drink his good eye was looking around the pub for. When he saw the familiar hairdresser, Vibrant, he small smile made its way onto his face. But then it quickly went away, he pulled his flat cap over his new black eye, starting to wish he had his long mane again.

[HunterTSN 1,444]

@, 

"Eh, it's better then sitting in the back of a truck with a bunch of sweaty soldiers all day" Slug said before turning back to Dartwing, "hey kid go tell the commander we're checking in on something ans I've got it under control" Slug said firmly to Dartwing. As the young pegasus flew away Slug turned back to the Arabian merc in front of him, "I'm following you, lead the way" he said, levitating his rifle above his head.

Edited January 18, 2015 by HunterTSN

[Rebel the Wolfgirl 5,605]

@,

 

 Sammy was surprised at first, she didn't think he would be so bold. But her eyes slowly closed and she kissed him back. After a few seconds she pulled away and nuzzled his cheek affectionately. "You better treat me right, or I'll cut your tail off and whip your with it." She said in a sweet tone meaning she was only half joking.

Renegade did the same to Sammy and looked at her. "I'll treat you right. And that's a promise." he said to her, a tone of honesty in his voice. "I will protect you no matter what, even if it costs me my life. Because that's how much I love you." he continued, rubbing her mane.

[Mand'alor Dash 2,224]

@@Yoshi89,

The pony on the left lit himself a cigarette, and the one on the right pressed a button on a recording device on the far side of the table. The two reels of tape atop the recorder began to turn slowly, and the pony leaned in close while his partner took a drag.

 

"Ponyville Precinct. February 15th, 1955. Time is 2127. Detectives Greyshod and Lockjaw, interviewing a Pegasus named uh..." Greyshod locked up for a moment, but Lockjaw passed his a clipboard with all the information he needed, "Thrillseeker. In connection with a recent shooting." Greyshod grabbed the machine, and moved it to the middle of the table, allowing his partner to continue.

 

"Says here you're a Manehattan native," Lockjaw began, looking back and forth between Thrill and the clipboard, "No kiddin'? What brings you down here to our little slice of Tartarus?"

 

@@HunterTSN,

 

Bitterhorn deliberately avoided responding in mixed company, and let Lake lead the way to the head librarian's office. As they reached the door, Bitter stood back and whispered back to Zephyr, "I'll tell you when we're inside," he said while Lake searched through her key ring.

 

The door unlocked with a click, and Lake opened the door to let the officer in. "Hey, I'm not supposed to let anypony in here," she admitted, "How long will you be?"

 

Bitter peeked his head through the door. The office was adorned with framed, black and white photos of a Unicorn mare and her various friends and family, which peculiarly included a baby dragon for some reason. One particular photo on her desk appeared to show her as a young filly, posing next to a white colt on her left, and a young Alicorn on her right. For a moment, Zephyr could swear she recognized the Alicorn, but couldn't recall her name through the grainy photo.

 

"Could be a good twenty or thirty minutes," Bitterhorn told Lake, fishing through his pockets for a bit to give her, "Why don't you go get yourself some coffee?"

 

Lake took the bit and shoved it down her blouse suggestively. "Sure thing, hon," she said as she smiled at Bitter, "I'll be back around ten. Maybe then, we can uh... Share one. You dig?"

 

Bitterhorn pulled Zephyr into the office subtly. "No thanks," he said back to Lake, disinterested, "I'm married." Magically, he closed the door behind them, leaving Lake to drink alone.

 

Bitterhorn took a cursory look around the office. Behind the pictures, filing cabinets, the underside of the desk, etc., before being satisfied that the room was safe. For one last measure, he switched on the record player, even though he could only keep it at low volume in the library.

 

 

"Twilight Sparkle is impossibly paranoid," he finally explained to the Pegasus, "She bugs everypony but herself. Your name is classified because you're a wanted felon, and I'm in Ponyville because I told you to meet me here when you escaped Manehattan. You were supposed to meet me in the diner on Horseshoe, but now we can't go in there because that fucking Beak shot up the whole street and now it's crawling with cops. Good job there."

 

Bitterhorn searched through his pockets again, this time levitating out a very different badge to present to Zephyr. "Agent Bitterhorn," he introduced, "R.I.A., Royal Intelligence. Investigating corruption on city officials in Manehattan."

 

Sensing that Zephyr might be lost as to why an R.I.A. agent was risking his flank for a mail pony instead of chasing after Changelings, Bitterhorn added, "We think you might have been set up. We think something big is going down in Manehattan, and you're the missing piece of the puzzle."

[Gloomfury 243]

@,

 

 Sammy sighed happily. "Kinda strong words to tell a mare you just met today. But whatever. I really like you. But I don't think I'm ready to say those words yet. But I might in time. I hope you can understand." She kissed his cheek. " Plus I like you enough to want to take things slow. I think it makes things more meaningful."

[Yoshi89 5,293]

@@Mand'alor Dash,

 

Thrillseeker kept his mouth shut until spoken to, though the thought of him being connected to a shooting produced a lump in his throat. When the conversation slipped away from the murder, he felt more at ease. "Yes sir," he nodded. "Born and raised in Manehattan. I work at Astro Park in Poney Island, you know the place I hope. The park's closed until Winter Wrap-Up so I'm out and about during the off-season. I'm in Ponyville to visit my cousin. He needed a little hand in weather control and I just couldn't say no to him.

Edited January 22, 2015 by Yoshi89

[Mand'alor Dash 2,224]

@@Yoshi89,

 

"Hand?" Lockjaw snorted, "What the hell are you, some kind of fascist Griffon?"

 

"Clam it," Greyshod sighed, "It's been a really mild winter, wouldn't you say? Even in Manehattan, it hasn't really snowed since Hearth's Warming."

 

"Pegashits are the laziest sons of..." Lockjaw intoned, staring out the open door as Beansprout bent down to pick up a box of papers.

 

"ANYWAY," Greyshod interrupted, "I may not be an expert on parks, but I took my family to Astro Park back in the fall of '49. It was cold as hell, but we went. Is the closure just seasonal? Because the temperature doesn't really seem to matter."

Edited January 21, 2015 by Mand'alor Dash

[Rebel the Wolfgirl 5,605]

@,

 

 Sammy sighed happily. "Kinda strong words to tell a mare you just met today. But whatever. I really like you. But I don't think I'm ready to say those words yet. But I might in time. I hope you can understand." She kissed his cheek. " Plus I like you enough to want to take things slow. I think it makes things more meaningful."

(AND THE PLOT THICKENS. DUN DUN DUUUUN.)

 

Renegade chuckled. "I agree. It's more meaningful that having flings." he joked, then paused. "No offense to you, of course." he then said, correcting himself. "So, how long have you and Malachi been working together?" he asked curiously. 

[Yoshi89 5,293]

@@Mand'alor Dash,

 

Thrillseeker covered his mouth with an "Oop!" as his eyes widened. I can't afford to make another slip like that, he thought. I'll be toast if they ever find out my affiliations to the griffons back at home. His fears turned to silent rage when Lockjaw began his racist rant. He wanted to snap back with a comment on the worthlessness of Grounders because of their supposed "magic" and why there were so many of them but thought better of it.

 

He then turned to Greyshod, hoping to sway the conversation into something he was more comfortable with. "Were you there for Nightmare Night that year?" he asked, recalling what happened. "That was when the Manehattan team called for snow on that day. Said they wanted to make Poney Island a little more "ghostly" before the park closed for the winter. I'll say that wasn't one of their brighter ideas. We had ponies falling all over the ice and refusing to get on the rides because they were so slippery. I was 13 at the time so I had no control over it."

 

(OOC: "Grounder" is Thrillseeker's derogatory term for an Earth Pony. Just thought I'd explain that.)

Edited January 21, 2015 by Yoshi89

[Mand'alor Dash 2,224]

@@Yoshi89,

 

"Okay, fair enough," Greyshod resigned, "Let's cut to brass tacks, shall we? What did you see during the shooting?"

 

Lockjaw excused himself, ostensibly for a cigarette. "I'll be back in a few. Keep him on his toes for me, Grey."

 

(OOC: That's really good. I think I'll use that.)

[Vocaloid_IA 95]

Ringo pushed in another barrel into his bar through the back door. "That's should be the last of it." he mumbled, and sighed. He looked around in the alleyway, after looking around, he knew for sure that was the last of the barrels that had been delivered. Ringo went through the backdoor, closing it behind him and locking it, and looking around in the storage room. He quickly pushed the barrels against the wall until he needed them. Then Ringo grabbed a white cloth handing from a hook, then went through another door exiting the storage room, and into the bar. He began cleaning the table top, afterwards he grabbed clean mugs and placed them on a shelf above bottles.

[FancyHorse 1,209]

@@HunterTSN

The two ponies walk up the road along with the native mare. Past the small hut and up a small hill they approach to a pony sized crawl home. Ahaban carefully approaches patting the sand around the entrance lightly.

"No JRBs. (Jury rigged bombs) I'm gonna go in. " Ahaban says, he places down his Kalash rifle and looks inside the hole. He them unequips he vest as the carrier makes him slightly wider for the hole.

"Gonna be a tight fit. " he mutters before turning to Slug, "If you here any yells shooting or shouts, if I haven't come out in 5 minutes you blow open this hole okay?" He asks rhetorically before beginning to crawl into the the hillside wormhole.

[Yoshi89 5,293]

@@Mand'alor Dash,

 

"All right, good sir," Thrilseeker agreed as the other earth pony excused himself. "I didn't get to see a whole lot of action while the shooting was taking place, probably because I was on a cloud thirty feet in the air. One of the bullets did graze the cloud I was on and that's when I decided to investigate. That could have been me, too."

[Vocaloid_IA 95]

The bar had a few ponies visit everynow and then. Perhaps if it stays quiet for another hour or two I could have a cup of my favourite drink or two he thought to himself with smile. He turned on the radio and the silentence of the bar and peacefulness began to kick in.

[Gloomfury 243]

@,

 

 "Well..." The paused for a second to think about it. "About four years. But we knew each other before that, Like since we were kids. He's always looked out for my like an older brother. So he grew very protective of me. So has everyone else." She smiled. "They're all very sweet, but they know I can handle myself so they're not over protective."

Edited January 22, 2015 by Gloomfury

[FancyHorse 1,209]

@@HunterTSN

Ahaban held his knife in muzzle as he began to crawl into the tight hole. Engulfed in complete darkness now the crawl seemed to last an eternity.

Upon reaching the end he came into the new opening and carefully looked about. Again the darkness did not aid him, suddenly! A familiar click alerted his senses. He didn't have time to identify he bolt forward before the roar of automatic fire busted.

 

Clack clack clack clack clack clack!!!!

 

The kalash rifle blustered the confined space, the darkness worked to Ahaban's speed and a clear image of the insurgent was before him as he circled.around him. He could easily count each round fired.

 

3, 2,.1.

 

The final round ejected he lept and curved his trajectory with his wings diving forward at his assailant. Shouts roars and neighs fill the echoing walls. Ahaban had him down easily his hooves with repetitive strikes, socked against the guerillas muzzle.

 

Strike after strike he was beaten in until a loud crack insued. A busted skull. The muzzle bent inwardly.

 

Ahaban breathed... Catching himself before calling. With the guerilla.fighter in tow he began to crawl out dragging the corpse along.

"I'm coming out!" He calls.

Edited January 28, 2015 by IllusivePony

[HunterTSN 1,444]

@@Gloomfury,

Vibrant smiled as he watched the shy Zebra from his corner table. 'That one certainly is something' he thought dreamily, 'I guess he's still a bit shaken up from earlier, it would be rude of me not to lend some support'. Quickly tossing back his drink, Vibrant stood from his chair and trotted towards the bar. "Is this seat taken?" the hairdresser asked politely as he took a seat next to the reserved stallion.

 

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"Sounded like somebody was having fun down there" Slug said gruffly as he reached a hoof into the hole to help the smaller stallion out. "You sure gave this punk a once-over didn't ya" he added eying the mangled face of the revolutionary.

[FancyHorse 1,209]

@@HunterTSN

Ahaban shook a bit trying to ease from the rucus when he engaged.

"We'll have somepony burn him." He says beginning to trot back down the road.

"They better be careful. Could JRBs set up ahead." He warned as, he waved his hoof up to convoy lead who soon begins to drive on.

Ahaban's BTR.pulls up allowing the Arabian to enter.

Ahaban gives a simple acknowledging nod to the Prench unicorn as his vehicle soon pulls up.

[Gloomfury 243]

@@HunterTSN, 

 

"N-not at all." Zubs said nervously, even though he didn't know why he was nervous in the first place. He still had his cap cover hi black eye as he looked at the stylish stallion with his good one. "I... I was kinda wondering when I would meet you again. Last time I kinda ran out on you when we were supposed to go out for drinks. But after hearing about the Dons passing..." He looked down. "Now that  Malachi is in charge things are starting to calm down."

[Rebel the Wolfgirl 5,605]

Renegade smiled at Sammy. "Well, that's good to hear. Hmmm..." The unicorn thought for a few moments, then got an idea. "I have an idea: let's become spies for McCanter. That way, we can eliminate corrupt politicians and prevent rigged elections." Renegade felt proud of the idea.

[Gloomfury 243]

@,

 

Sammy's smile got smaller. "I don't think that' a good idea. You see the families all have one or two politician in there pockets, its what helps them get away with some things. That goes for us as well." He hold Renegade's hoof a little tighter. "Why not just work for Malachi? We may seem bad but we'z not monsters. We look after the ponies who work for us and who live in our territories. We don't even deal with drugs. Unlike those other families. Sure it's good money but we ain't poison pushers." She said firmly. 

 

"You just have to make sure that the cops stay off our tail. After the Dons passing the cops have been really hounding us. But they seem to be doing that for the other families as well. But mostly us.  And if we don't find out what's going on soon there might be  a war between the families and the cops. Maybe a war between the families themselves."