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Chip hears Dashia right outside the tank and he pops his head out once again, his fur slowly turning black from being covered in soot with his goggles over his eyes now. "I told you not to come ne..." He began lecturing until he inspected closer and noticed she was in the power armor she had taken. "Oh, well if you like you can continue your work. Right now it's a little cramp in here for power armor and I rather a torch not be running when this virus source is still here. Otherwise if you have any ideas for this tank that don't involve a torch at the moment feel free to help yourself." He said, he felt somewhat rude turning her offer down but he wanted that virus source out before anything.


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Aile awoke from her long slumber, she felt well rested considering she hadn't drunk any alcohol and slept earlier than any other pony. She yawned and got up from the couch, she was extremely happy that she had gotten good sleep since she had recently been afflicted with nightmares. She went out the house and spotted crackshot and greshken standing a-ways from the barn, she suspected chip was working on the tank, she trotted over without saying a word, standing beside crackshot.

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Crackshot listened to Greshken's big plan, watching as Dashia floated over in her power armour and started helping Chip with the tank.

 

"So your big plan is to make some kind of arm-cannon out of the tank's turret?" He summed up, almost sounding sceptical. Was this really worth waiting the whole night to tell him?

 

Then again, his reasons were his own, and having a tank's cannon on your hoof did sound like a pretty badass weapon. Maybe if they run into another tank, they could another one of those things together for himself.

 

He shrugged. "Whatever, I've heard worse ideas." He glanced back up at him. "Just so you know, we're heading back to Ponyville once we're done here. We're welcome there, so don't start target practice in the middle of the street."

 

He looked to his other side and spotted Aile standing there, nearly making him jump. How the hell does she do that?

"Morning, nurse."

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Dashia says, "hehe...I have a few." [Mechanics 50, Science 50] She goes over to the gatling gun. She noticed it is in dire need of repair but otherwise salvageable. She pulls, from her pack, her trusty wrench and begins removing the bolts holding it down. It was Harder due to fire damage but she manages.

 

She flies out and asks, "Could this be useable if repaired?" Her flight speed was hindered only slightly as she flew the thing out to the others. She sets it down before them and goes back in and starts using her wrench to disassemble what remains of the treds. She makes sure that the tank isn't shifted while she works. She also checks to make sure other parts are useable and salvageable from the tank as she helps take the tank appart.

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Aile observed Crackshot go tense for a moment, did her unannounced presence really startle him that much? "Doctor." she corrected as she watched Dashia fly over to leave a terribly damaged machine gun, the once magnificent piece of weaponry reduced to this poor and pathetic pile of garbage. "I don't think anything is salvageable from this tank, save for the cannon that is." she concluded after examining the gun and tank more thoroughly. 

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Chip was finally able to remove the wall plate he had been working on, as he pulled it to the side he found the muffler system with a large glass cylinder with some type of plant inside it connected into the piping leading into a device that isn't a normal muffler attachment. Chip carefully removed the glass cylinder from the piping of the muffler system. 

 

Once the cylinder was removed Chip raised it out of the hatch carefully with his magic, with him crawling out after it. He hopped down from the tank to dispose of the cylinder "Give the tank a bit to air out just in case there are remnants of the virus." he said as he left the barn heading in the opposite direction of his team members.

 

He traveled a far distance from the barn up to the point where he couldn't make out any pony. He set the cylinder on the ground lifting a rock above it. Chip brought the rock down on the cylinder smashing it to pieces. He removed the plant with his magic and dug a shallow hole only one foot deep and set the plant inside quickly burying it. He made his way back to the barn so he could get back to the tank.


Chip finally returned to the tank to find Dashia still pulling parts off of the tank. He removed his oxygen mask and took the tank off his back finally able to breathe the air around the tank. Chip went back into the tank to examine the part that he saw, it looked familiar to him for some reason so he wanted to investigate. 

 

Chip crawled back inside and went back to the wall where he removed the plate. he found the part again and began unbolting it from its mounting harness. 

 

Once the piece of equipment was loose he pulled it out to examine it. Suddenly he recognized it, he remembered back to only three years ago when him and his father had an independent contract brought to them to create this device. Chip had done most of the design and build on this unit, they were told they were creating a distribution unit for a heavy spore based fertilizer to assist the farms in the east. Chip now realized he was lied to and had a hoof in the virus situation.

 

Chip's eyes widened as a look of horror came across his face. I crawled out of the tank constantly repeating himself "No no no no no no no" He kept repeating as if he were stuck in a loop. As he crawled over the rim he fell from the tank hitting the ground. He stood up walking to the remains of the wall of the barn still repeating himself as he sat down putting his hooves to the side of his head still freaking out. 


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Dashia rushed to his side and started comforting him, "It going to be ok. Tell Dashia all about it. Maybe we can solve what ails you together."

 

She holds and comforts him so as to calm him. She keeps doing it as long as needed. She also repeats her words so as to help him calm down.

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Crackshot watched as Chip dashed off somewhere after messing around with the tank, and returned a few moments later.

 

After some fiddling around, he froze up as he saw something in the tank, causing him to fall off and to the ground.

This got Crackshot to perk up to alert. Something was wrong.

 

He watched as he walked toward the wall, repeating the words "No no no" to himself.

He came to his aide when he had a panic attack, he might as well return the favour.

 

He trotted over to the other unicorn and used a hoof to perk up his chin, getting him to look in his purple, bloodshot eyes.

"Keep it together, deep breaths," he ordered, knowing just what to do in a panic attack situation, "what happened? What did you find?"

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Chip felt Dashia suddenly begin comforting him as she begun trying to calm him down. Dashia was soon followed by Crackshot who forced Chip to look into his eyes. Chip stopped repeating himself for a second as he closed his eyes tight for a second. As his eyes snapped open he forced his way out of Dashia's hold and pushed his way passed Crackshot "No I can't calm down, turns out I'm a murderer! It's unforgivable, I don't know how I can atone for such a Atrocious thing I'm apart of!" He shouted looking around him desperately still panicking with tears beginning to roll down his face. 

 

Chip grabbed his magnum with his magic floating it in front of himself looking down at it "Perhaps that's how..." He said calmly with his eyes fixated on his gun.

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"No no no?" Aile repeated, immensely confused at the sudden and rapid repetition of the word, she watched him stumble out of the tank, retreating to the wall and tottally losing his shit, this wasn't the first time she saw this sort of thing happen, crackshot and dashia immediately went to his side, while it was for good intention it wasn't going to help much, the only cure for this was to let it roll through. She went to the area of the tank he had crawled out of and went inside herself, she immediately saw some sort of device with a small inscription 'Property of I.D.S'. His panic attack, or whatever he was experiencing was getting more violent as he raised his voice, the tone more worried and stricken with grief.

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Crackshot was forced back as Chip pushed past him, listening to him going on about being a murderer. He paused, and took out his magnum, giving it a look. A calm look. Almost psychotically peaceful.

 

That's when he snapped to attention. He's seen that look too many times before.

He sprang and tackled Chip to the ground, knocking the gun out of his magic, and grabbing it in his own. He wrapped his arm around his neck in a headlock as he lay on top of him.

 

"I said 'keep it together', not 'blow it over the fucking wall'!" He snapped, flinging the revolver so it slid out of the barn, "You're not getting out until you calm the fuck down and tell me what just happened."


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Dashia hugs him and puts herself in the way. She holds him with all her strength. She knows it may hurt him but he is to important to her to not do this. She says, "No don't!" She holds with all her power. She thinks 'I will not leave him hanging. I care too much about him.'

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As Chip was fixated on his gun he was suddenly tackled to the ground by both Dashia and Crackshot who took chip's gun tossing it out of the barn. "Dammit get off me you damn mules! I need to pay for what I've done!" he shouted struggling against them unable to wriggle free. "Let go!"

 

He continued struggling under the two for a while until he finally tired himself. Once he tired he dropped his face to the ground with tears rolling down his face as he begun to lament over the atrocities he was apart of. The murders his invention helped pull off. "How many did they kill with my invention, why must this happen. I don't deserve to be among other ponies." He thought to himself starting to accept defeat.

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Crackshot kept a firm hold on Chip, who continued to struggle beneath him and Dashia, yelling insults and something about 'paying for what he did'. Eventually he calmed down, and Crackshot could hear muffled sobbing in the dirt.

 

He looked to Dashia and nodded, before carefully getting off of him. He got his arms around him and hoisted him into a sitting position, and went to sit in front of him. His face was dirtied and wet with tears.

"Look at me," he ordered, perking his chin up again to look in his eyes, "take deep breaths, count to ten."


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Chip felt the two remove themselves from off of him as Crackshot hoisted Chip up into a sitting position.

 

Chip still had a look of horror plastered on his face, his eyes opened widely. He looked up at Crackshot who was directing him to breathe. Chip nodded and took in a deep breath and slowly let it out. He continued trying to calm himself before he ends up restrained again.


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Dashia then began holding him as she let Crackshot do his thing. She wasn't going to let him get too far. She didn't hold tight enough to hurt him now. She held him as a marefriend should. She also gave him a back rub to help him calm some more. Her nimble hooves being able to attempt at relaxing his sore back mussels.

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Aile stared blankly at the device, she was lost in deep thought as she tried to piece together the information she had with Chip's reaction. Her head recoiled back a bit as she snapped out of her thought, coming to the conclusion that he created this device and the salvation ponies used it for mass murder, but she was again stumped in thought, why would he create such a horrendous device? She crawled back out of the tank and looked at him, expecting him to explain soon or something bad was going to happen to him.

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Crackshot didn't object to Dashia embracing Chip; his marefriend's company would definitely help his mental state.

He watched intently as Chip took a deep, shaky breath.

 

"Tell us what the hell happened just there," he ordered, though in a softer tone, and nodded toward the tank, which Aile was poking out the top of.

 

He had to wonder why that mare was so quiet and sneaky all the time. Except for when Dashia was drunk, of course.


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Chip let out one more exhale as he looked back at Dashia who was embracing him and he returned his gaze to Crackshot. "I found out i'm a murderer in there," He said repeating what he said earlier. 

 

He shook his head gathering his thoughts looking down at the ground still clearly upset. "It was three years ago, my father and I were approached with a contract to create a device to disperse a heavy spore based fertilizer to help the farms in the west. The project was primarily mine since it seemed like an easier task. Little did I know I actually created the virus dispersion unit that is inside that very tank! I'm responsible for all those ponies dying, the horrendous method of death! My hooves are stained with the blood spilled through atrocities!" He shouted bringing his hooves back to the sides of his head.

 

He began panicking again but he wasn't thrashing around, he was beginning to come to terms with what he did.


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Dashia says, "Chip Circuit, You are not a murderer. You didn't know what it would be used for. They lied to you and took something you made with your own hooves and made it into a weapon of mass destruction. The ones who are the murderers are those who lied to you and had you make it not knowing what it was truly for. I say direct what you feel and what you know into taking them all down. I for one am your mare. I will follow you to the heart of the underworld And back to make them pay for using your device to cause harm."

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Crackshot simply sat there and listened intently, Chip explaining how he'd built the device spreading the virus. The virus that killed almost half of Ponyville. Raiders, some that he'd known.

 

He didn't show it, but anger was broiling up inside him as he stared at Chip.

Without a word, he got up and walked outside to grab his magnum in his magic, and returned with it pointing at the unicorn.

 

He stood in front of him, the gun pointed at his chest.

 

After a few moments of intense silence, the gun turned around in the air so the handle faced Chip instead.

He believed that he had no idea this was happening. That he'd been betrayed. And traitors don't last long out here.

 

"We're going to find who did this, and we're going to make them fucking burn." He growled.


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Dashia nods and says, "I am with you. Let's make them pay. Elegron I got a clear view of what they did to another town. Every foal mare and stallion killed in a few hours. I am by you from now till Mortis take me. I love you." She then waits to hear his response.

She smiles now knowing what this longing felling is. She has been seeking one like him for a while and he thinks himself a monster. She felt like a monster after what they did to her.

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Chip was still panicky but Dashia's words did help him get his head back. He nodded his head shakily as Crackshot walked away picking up Chip's magnum in his magic. Crackshot returned to Chip with the magnum pointed at Chip's heart. Chip glanced down at the gun and back up at Crackshot "I wouldn't blame you, feel free if you feel it necessary." He said looking up at Crackshot expecting to be shot.

 

Crackshot spun the gun turning the butt toward Chip. He made a comment toward Chip, Chip nodded his head with shaky breathing as he took the magnum in his magic sliding it back in its holster. Dashia agreed with Crackshot and made another speech toward Chip, which ended in her saying "I love you" to Chip. His heart dropped in his chest, after hearing that. He looked at her in shock from what he heard "A mare in love with me? But how, I mean i'm me and she's her. It doesn't make sense, but if a pony can still say i love you after what she learned of him then why couldn't he look past what happened." He thought to himself looking in her eyes, he gulped as he tried to from the words. "I-I love you, too." He face became instantly red as his heart begun to race.

 

Chip needed to calm himself so he pulled his rifle off his back and bringing it in front of him. He begun disassembling it trying to distract himself. Chip was so frazzled that he begun taking the whole gun apart, once it was all pulled apart he set the gun in his bag and pulled out his old scope.

 

Chip begun disassembling the scope with his magic, removing tiny screws until he opened the scope's casing. He begun removing the lenses from the scope and focused on them intently. He then help all the lenses over his head with his magic and with out looking mixed them up so he didn't know what order they were pulled from the scope in.

 

He returned the lenses in front of him and held them along with the casing in front of him. He eyed a lens to see what optical level it was and slid it in place where he believed it to go. He repeated this to keep his mind distracted so he could calm down.

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Dashia chuckles. "He has never had a marefriend, has he?" She asks Crackshot.

 

Dashia then settles next to him and cuddles up to him. "I ment every word I said, Chip. I am yours and so is my heart. Please never try to kill yourself again. I will keep you as safe as anyone can."

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After a few attempts Chip felt he had the lenses of his scoped lined up properly again. He closed the casing screwing it shut and peered through it to test the scope. It was properly lined up and arranged so Chip slid it into his bag finally feeling calmer as Dashia cuddled up to him. 

 

"I will say I'll be yours as long as you'll be mine he said with a smile." he finally regained control of his faculties and was ready to look past what he had discovered. 

 

He looked down to the ground "Honestly even during my panic attack I don't think i'd have the guts to pull the trigger on myself. Even as I held it in front of me I found myself holding the hammer still so it wouldn't fire." He admitted glancing back at his magnum and turning back to Dashia "Do you have any of those grenades left that I gave you?"


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OCs: Radiant Sentinel, Sulfur Flash Sentinel (FoE descendant of Radiant Sentinel)

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