open Fallout Equestria: Endeavor

[Steel Accord 6,660]

Ezekiel winced, there wasn't much more he could do to patch up the injuries. There was something else he could do though. He placed a hoof over her sleeping head, and another on the sun and moon talisman around his neck. He "hmmmmmed" a little to himself and the talisman began to glow.

[Scribblegroove 565]

Limping towards the group of ponies that had somehow survived the onslaught, Greshken groaned. He had dissapointed himself. Not a single enemy had been felled by his hammer. And they had gotten away with whatever the heck they had intended to do here. He couldn't really care right now though, he had gotten out of the irradiated area just in time, as he could almost feel his body falling apart because of radiation. Everything hurt, his eyes felt like they could pop out of his head at any time, and a few of his long hairs were falling out.

 

As he neared the other survivors, he grinned at them. "You didn't think I had died did you? I never die..." He joked, but trough his laughter the others could see the pain he was going through. The wound on his arm, which was almost an entire chunk out of his flesh, was visibly growing back, as if his body was actively rebuilding itself. His left hoof had taken a blow and was seriously injured, but a moment ago it had almost been torn off entirely. Now it was just limping slightly. Everypony with a pip-buck would notice their geiger tellers registering 1 rad per second coming off of Greshken in radiation, and he was still standing at a distance right now.

 

"I could use some radaway..." He said, his voice raucous, barely capable of producing coherent speech because of his swollen throat and painfully torn lips. A wound on his forehead covered his right eye in blood. He was constantly wiping it away, but it prevented him from seeing properly. One of his fingers had been completely blast off, but it seemed to be slowly regrowing as they watched. Suddendly, he started to puke, looking away from the others. The radiation sickness had gotten to his immune system. "I need some help..." He then grunted, wincing in pain.

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Crackshot glanced up at Greshken, unemotionally noticing the sheer amount of damage he had taken in the fight. He gave the minotaur a health potion, and fished out a Radaway from his bag. He'd had it for a while, but had no reason to use it, even when he was close to the ghoul for some time.

He began to wonder what he was doing right now.

 

"Take this," he muttered, levitating the bag to Greshken, "the health potion'll help too."

 

Hopefully this little offering would get the minotaur to be less hostile toward him, but he didn't hold his breath.

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia wakes as she hears Greshken. She reaches into her bag and hands Chip 1 radaway and a health pack. "Give these to him. He needs them more then me." She shifts trying not to hurt Chip anymore then now and lays there.

 

Her tipsy was gone but the headache and burning ache in her leg told her she was alive.

 

She then pulls out a box and the chip from the tank. Both still good despite the rolling impact she had. She pulls the main joint out and begins to install the chip, finishing her joints. "I guess all we need now is somepony who can install these and I will be as good as new."

 

As she is working she notices a glint under a hoof. She.looks and asks, "anypony know what this is for? I may have picked it up when trying to move Aile." She shows the micro chip to all present.

Edited April 20, 2015 by Midnight_Aurora

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Chip looked at Dashia and back up at the radaway she was handing him. He took the radaway in his magic floating it over to Greshken. "Crackshot has the potion covered, plus being Greshken he probably won't even need it. Besides we should keep at least a few more just in case..." He said as Dashia held out a chip for everyone to inspect.

 

Chip.looked at it closer from and looked down at her. "Where did you find that?" He asked curiously.

[Steel Accord 6,660]

@@Scribblegroove,

 

Ezekiel approaches within "safe" distance given the rads Greshken was giving off and raises his hoof in greeting.

 

"I know we never got a proper introduction before, it's an honor to finally meet a minotaur. Greetings to you most resilient bull, you may call me Ezekiel." The shaman said, rhyming his name with a different pronunciation.

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia says, "I don't know. I think I got it around the time I picked up Aile. It has been in my tactial telekinesis ever sense. I just now notived it."

 

Dashia shows Chip the completed joints. "Can you make sure it is in right. I think it is but want to be safe. I am going to have them installed."

 

Dashia looks around visibly avoiding looking at her leg.

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Chip examined the chip Dashia was holding in her hoove, unable to thing what it was exactly. It looked similar to that of a power distribution chip but there was something off about it. "Honestly, I can't really tell what the chip is. I feel I've seen something similar before but I can't put my hoof on it." He said as he then took Dashia's cybernetic joint from her with his magic.

 

Chip brought the joints close to his face inspecting the chip and the joints. "It all looks proper, may need a bit of solder to better ensure proper connection between the chip and the joint. They should catch that during surgery but wouldn't hurt to remind them." He said floating the joints back to Dashia.

[Defender of Tomorrow 323]

Ropes were thrown down from the airships as they hoovered over the iron-clad ponies, the five remaining marauders making their way back to their ship. As they boarded the ship was displaced slightly, all the buffeting from the wind had disrupted and damaged the sensors that assisted in keeping the ship aloft, the ship occasionally dropping altitude but quick to correct the loss. Both ships zoomed past the farmhouse, their mission had been completed and were returning to base. 

 

Aile groaned as she regained consciousness, her lips being met with an energy potion the second her eyes opened, she drank from it, recoiling back as she felt like she had more than enough. Carefully, she watched Dashia and Chip fiddle around with the small piece of technology, her eyes following its every movement. As chip finished his examination she enveloped it in her magic, bringing it back to her, staring down at it.

[Scribblegroove 565]

Greshken gladly accepted the radaway that was being handed to him, but refused to take the health potions, saying he wouldn't need them. He smiled lightly, and sincerely at these ponies' kindness, and decided not to ask himself what he'd done to deserve such gifts after he had treated them so poorly.

 

He immediately used the Radway on himself, instantly lowering the amount of rads in his system. He knew it would slowly begin to decay over time and in a matter of days it would be mostly gone, but the radaway drastically improved his condition. He felt a lot better after using then. His wounds began to regenerate more slowly now, but he'd still be healthy again in a short time.

 

He nodded at the zebra, who introduced himself along with some flattery. This Zebra had caused him some pain just hours ago, but one Greshken had fought alongside someone in battle, he was a lot more quick to trust them.

 

His voice was almost nonexistent, raucously whispering what he was trying to say to the others. "Whatever that fight was all about, I believe we are all far too wounded and should try to find a town or at least set up camp somewhere safe." He voiced his idea rather calmly, much less demanding than usual. "We... I can't go on like this." He added, the weight of shame pressing down on him heavily.

Edited April 21, 2015 by Scribblegroove

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Crackshot watched as Dashia, Chip and Aile wondered over something the pegasus had found. It was tiny, and it didn't look familiar. He'd have to ask about it later.

 

Greshken and Ezekiel got their introductions out of the way, as clean as possible, thank the Goddesses. If that minotaur caused anyone here harm, this time he wouldn't resist filling him with spread shot.

However, upon hearing his pained request to get moving toward a town, he glanced up at him, face stoic and not judging.

 

"We're heading to Ponyville as soon as everypony is ready and able," he explained, glancing toward the horizon, "I know the guy in charge, so I can get us some beds until tomorrow."

[Steel Accord 6,660]

Ezekiel was distinctly uncomfortable with that idea but he had to concede that they really didn't have any other choice. It was either bed with the Raiders or risk being exposed to their enemies and whatever else the open Wasteland decided to throw at them.

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia looked at her rapped leg and says, "I can fly but not as quickly as I normally can. However if we can find somepony who can do the cybernetic surgery. My leg would be good as new with the cybernetic joints."

 

She looks like she will need help standing, sence she wouldn't be able to put pressure on her left hind leg.

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Chip was still sitting on the ground listening to everyone talk between one another, he only cares for making Dashia comfortable until she looked like she wanted help to stand.

 

Chip worked his way along Dashia's side and helped stand her up as he stood up as well. One he was on all four hooves he winced again at the pain of his wound, he had been too stubborn to take care of it since he was making sure Dashia was comfortable first. He looked over at Crackshot "Have you got anymore strong alcohol so I can clean my wound with?" He asked, he didn't feel he'd need a health potion for a bullet wound but he still wanted to clean it and get it wrapped.

[Scribblegroove 565]

Greshken looked at Dashia and frowned, as I'd he was making an estimation in his head. He then came to a conclusion and his expression brightened up. "Dashia, if you hand over your heavy equipment to the others, I could simply carry you." He proposed. He was completely oblivious to the fact that Chip might be uncomfortable with that, seeing it simply as the most efficient way of moving forward as quickly as possible.

 

Looking at Chip, he could his his reasoning. "It would be better to use a health potion right now. We need to get moving quickly, so fixing your leg is worth the potion."

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Crackshot noticed Ezekiel's obvious discomfort with the plan, and walked over to him.

"It's better to use whatever contacts we have out here so all our lives will be at least a little bit easier," he explained, "we'll just be there to collect pay, split it between us, let everypony rest up, and we'll be gone first thing in the morning."

 

Hopefully that would ease his mind a bit.

 

He perked up as Chip addressed him for a strong alcohol for his wound, but Greshken quickly suggested using a health potion was a better option.

"He's right," he spoke up, nodding to the minotaur as he walked to his ally and levitating a health potion from his saddlebag, "we're moving out as soon as everypony is able, so you'll need something quick-acting."

 

A rare occurrence, him agreeing with the minotaur who dared him to kill him before.

[Steel Accord 6,660]

Ezekiel had already conceded the point but he still nodded to Crackshot. He said a quick prayer and was ready to get underway to the raider town of Ponyville.

 

He scoured around and found his cloak again, slipping it back over himself, covering his sword and toned build.

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Chip saw the two who were once at each others throats actually agreeing on something as Crackshot levitated a health potion to Chip. Chip hesitantly took the potion in his magic feeling that these could be saved for something far worse then a bullet wound. 

 

Chip decided not to argue with the two and drank the health potion. 

 

Once he had the potion finished he looked at Dashia and back up at Greshken. "Although I wouldn't disagree with you carrying Dashia, don't you also want to bring your weapon along so I can repair it after the damage?" He asked not wanting to see a project of his on that scale go unfinished.

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia says, "Even with my leg the way it is I can still fly. It faster then walking for me anyways. Besides Chip and I would love to see that cannon fully functional. My leg can wait till we find one who can install the joints. Or....."

 

She seems hesitant to want to say something. (Awaiting GM Response about a few Quest Perks. Can't really continue Dashia untill then.)

[Scribblegroove 565]

Glad that Crackshot agreed with him and defended his point, he already wanted to proceed to grab Dashia, but Chip asked him about the cannon. "I'm far too weakened to carry it now, and getting closer to the irradiated area again would be my doom..." he said with an apologetic tone.

 

"We can come back for it tomorrow, don't worry." He added. "I'm not keen on losing that beauty yet either. "

 

As Dashia was explaining how she could still fly herself to Ponyville, she fainted mid-sentence. Clearly she had been far more weakened by the battle than she had expected. Managing to catch her before her head hit the ground, Greshken grunted. “That does it, we are leaving. Haste yourselves because I’m not waiting for anything or anypony.”

 

With that, Greshken took a look at the map on Dashia’s pip-buck, and headed towards their destination in a steady march. Even though he was still weakened in sick, he’d rather be in pain close to a doctors office than in pain in the middle of the wasteland. He’d have to deal with everything else later. Now, their survival was the most important, and the only thing that ensured it was heading for the raiders’ settlement.

 

Virtue

 

High up in the sky, a head was peeking out from the bottom of the clouds. Fascinated as she was, she had completely forgotten to be cautious to not be seen. But high up in the sky as she was, there was little chance that these ponies would spot her [Perception 7 required]. It was indeed a very strange group, one of the likes she’d never seen before. The amount of devastation that lied in their wake was frightening Who were these ponies, and why were they so important? After all, who would send two airships after a seemingly random group of adventurers without good reason?

 

Just a moment ago, she’d been watching from a great distance, lying down on one of the hills in the area. The sheer force and power of the minotaur, the bravery and accuracy of the unicorn and zebra. The flying ability of the power armour-clad mare. And then the giant explosions. The fire! It was perplexing that warfare was still a thing in the wasteland. She was even more impressed that this group had held their ground and survived the attack of some of the most technologically advanced marauders she had ever seen.

 

She had to constantly keep her jaw from dropping to the ground as she watched, the one surprise being followed by the next. But it didn’t take long. As quickly as the ships had approached, they had also left the area. After that, Virtue had decided she wanted to take a closer look at these ponies. She wouldn’t come to close until she was certain they weren’t hostile towards her, but she was convinced she could take her advantage of these ponies.

 

Following them closely, watching from the skies, she waited to see what they were going to do next.

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia was unconscious on Greshkin's back. She looks like she will be out for a while. However, Even if she can fly and fight from the air, she still will need to joint replacement surgery or she won't be fighting again.

 

Dashia shifts to make herself more comfertable while sleeping.

Edited April 22, 2015 by Midnight_Aurora

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

As Chip looks around the group and up at the towering Minotaur who now has Chip's marefriend draped over his shoulder, chip remembered there's one thing he should grab before they depart.

 

Chip trots over to the barn able to stay a safe distance from the blast zone. Using his magic he is able to remove the.power core from the tank cannon so it isn't operational without a new core.

 

Chip trots back over to the group and he could see they were curious on his actions. "Can never be too careful, don't want some pony else to have a weapon like that. Plus if we don't come back for it a core this size can be very useful." He said as he set the core in what was left of his saddlebag. "Shall we depart?"

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Crackshot looked back at the group, making sure they were all prepared before giving the order. Dashia was carefully draped over Greshken's shoulder, and Aile and Ezekiel were standing ready to go.

Chip had retrieved something from the tank, and he nodded at his explanation.

 

"Alright, no more delays," he spoke up to them, nodding toward the road leading back to Ponyville, "Let's move."

 

With that, the group departed from the farmyard remains and back toward the raider town.

On the way, Crackshot couldn't help but feel like they were being watched. Followed. He glanced around, but there was nopony in sight.

 

The wonders of poor perception, he snided internally.

 

It only took a group a few hours or so before Ponyville was in sight, and thankfully still standing.

He hoped Ricto was in a giving mood considering they'd taken care of his little problem, but knowing him, there'd more than likely be a catch.

[Scribblegroove 565]

Greshken

With Ponyville in the distance, Greshken felt relieved. "There we are. Ponyville. That should give us oppertunity to replenish our supplies and rest..." He sighed, his voice having slightly returned in the past couple of hours. He tried to make sure that Dashia didn't wake until they were actually at a doctor that could treat her, but he wasn't very subtle and nimble. He was strong enough to carry her, but didn't extactly have the control to smoothen the ride. Luckily, up until now Dashia had been tired enough to sleep through the occasional bumps and stumbling.

 

When they were finally at the edge of the town, Greshken stood still. Standing at the front of the pack, he realised that this was as far as his knowledge went. He had no clue were to find a doctor. "Crackshot, you know where we can find a doctor and a place to stay right?" He asked his companion, who was clearly much more experienced in these areas than he was. "I mean, a good doctor. 'Cause looking at the damage..." He mumbled, but he then got abruptly interrupted.

 

 

Virtue

As they closed in on Ponyville, Virtue got more and more curious as to who these ponies were, and also  more and more tired since she was awful at flying and had been staying in the air for about 4 hours now. She had to come down eventually, and at the edge of Ponyville was the best place to confront them as any. She was familiar with ponyville. She'd been there a couple of times. She wasn't too keen on working with, or for raiders, but sometimes things dont go your way... And then you have to make sacrifces.

 

Zooming past at a considerable distance, she caught up with the group of ponies and entered the town unnoticed (unless one of you rolls a natural 20 that is). She then turned around and galloped between the buildings to meet the unlikely bunch before they had made their way further into town. Wearing her bounty hunter duster, she felt confident. It felt different than her sneak suit. Even with bad intentions she was able to convince ponies to trust her, but now she had nothing but curiosity, and honestly a little concern. These ponies looked like they could fall down in exhaustion at any moment, and she couldn't bear to see anypony like that. She was going to play gullible for now and assume these ponies had good intentions, like her. If they were to prove otherwise, she had more than enough capabilities to escape, and hunt them down later.

 

"Dear goodness you look horrible!" Virtue exclaimed, as if she hadn't seen them before, faking a little awkwardness, by following up her remark with: "I mean... uh, you clearly need medical assistance! Is that mare missing most of her leg!?" She said, distracted with the image of Dashia swung over the minotaur's shoulder. "You must go to the medic right away! How did this possibly happen!?" She played the concerned mother, and there was truth in that, though her real involvement with this group was her own curiosity. But these ponies didn't have to know that. She made sure not to seem intimidated by the minotaur, hoping it would win the trust of the ruthless hulking creature, pretending as if she had seen a thousand of them before him. She had in fact met several minotaurs, but none of them as huge as this one.

 

"Please, do tell me what in the name of the spirits you were doing to get this wounded! Did you battle an entire army of some sort?" She continued in a slightly more calm manner. "You can follow me in the meantime. I know just were to go." she tried to seem as the most innocent, truthful and considerate young mare you would ever find, and as far as she knew she was doing a pretty good job. [10 Charisma, 100 speech]

 

Greshken

 

The mare that had suddenly appeared on the street out of nowhere surprised Greshken. First with her appearance, which was that of a bounty hunter, and then that of her attitude, which didn't match with her outfit in any way whatsoever. What she did do, was make Greshken feel sympathy for her, as she voiced her sympathy for them. She seemed far too innocent and pure to be corrupted with bad intentions. He immediately decided on keeping it that way for as long as possible.

Edited April 22, 2015 by Scribblegroove

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Chip watched and listened as this overly concerned pegasus begun bombarding them with questions.

 

Chip felt as if he's seen this mare before and her acting as if she's familiar with the town confirmed it. Though he doesn't remember a mare this innocent in Ponyville so he knew she didn't reside there.

 

He stepped forward to address her. "Your concern and want to assist is appreciated, but I actually live here so we're able to find our way." Chip said glancing back at his group. "But to show my appreciation I will say one more thing if you aren't familiar with the food here at the inn. Half the menu is poisoned so watch that."