open Fallout Equestria: Endeavor

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Chip was too distracted by his own thoughts to hear any conversation. He would hear tidbits of everypony's but his mind was swarming with weapon plans including the tank cannon that they had to leave behind.

 

As he was still thinking to himself he heard Dashia's voice address him and he was able to piece together what she said. "why would I find offense in that? I can't fly..." He said drifting his attention up at Greshken. "Unless Greshken throws me but that would be a very limited flight." He said chuckling at his own joke.

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Crackshot took a step forward, glaring in the mare's eyes.

"Don't, lecture me about consequences," he warned, a snarl in his voice.

 

When addressed about the virus, he didn't really appreciate her rather flirty approach.

"All we know is it's some nasty shit created by some fucks calling themselves IDS," he explained bluntly, "turns your guts inside out and makes you bleed out your eyes and ears, and turns you against everypony around you, friend or not."

 

He narrowed his eyes to her.

"That's why we're going after the assholes responsible."

[Steel Accord 6,660]

Surprised with Ezekiel's sudden revealance, she stepped back at first, a bit shocked, but then stepped forward again and studied him closely. Shamans weren't very common in these parts of the wasteland. They were very useful in the off chance that you did have an encounter with a rogue spirit. Or at least so she had heard. "A shaman. Then you must be knowledgeable! Very knowledgeable." She was about to ask more questions, feeling her excitement in her throat, but she hesitated. "I... I would ask further. I am terribly interested, but there's more pressing matters. I suppose your name would have to do for now..." She said.

 

Ezekiel slapped his forehead.

 

"Damn to my lack of manners, that was very rude. Ezekiel is what others call me and now so may you." He put a hoof to his chest and bowed.

 

 

 

As if punched in the face, Greshken looked at Dashia as if she were something disgusting. "How could you possibly let go of your own body, your last connection to the earthly world and life itself! I find it repulsing! To fabricate weapons... Fine. To replace limbs and organs out of nescessity... Perhaps, though I frown upon it." He looked away from Dashia as if she were a reeking abomination. "But willingly leaving ones body and soul behind... Simply abhoreable..." He muttered, and decided to ignore the pegasus for now.

 

 

Turning to his horned counterpart he raised an eyebrow.

 

"Are you always so cantankerous or have I caught you in admittedly bad circumstance?" 

Edited April 23, 2015 by Steel Accord

[Scribblegroove 565]

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Virtue

Virtue didn't like Crackshot the way he was now. He seemed rather quickly agitated. She made a mental note of that. He also wasn't prone to her natural charm. That was a very strange exception, which made her believe his barn door swinged the other way. At any rate, she changed her approach slightly. "I didn't meant to agitate you, but you seem quite... unorganised. Your plan is simply to track down the delinquents and kill them? While they posess one of the most deadly and horrifying weapons in the wasteland? No offense, but I think you could use some coördination." She said with an admitting, almost apologetic tone, as if she really didn't want to offend him any further.

 

Looking back at ezekiel, she took off her ranger hat and put it to her chest similarly to him. "Around here I am called Virtuosity, though go by many names in other places." She said, with a sense of mystery going through her voice. "A pleasure to meet you Ezekiel. You seem far more reasonable than your compatriots. Could you perhaps explain to me what you were planning to do once you found your target? Or how to even track down the source of the virus?" She asked him, expecting him to be much more cooperative.

 

Greshken

As Dashia explained herself, Greshken listened only slightly. Eventually he simply said; "Very well..." And left it at that. Then the clever zebra had to open his mouth again. "I do not have to explain myself to you, but my perpetual agression is very much warranted against her people. Against all of these ponies..." he looked around the raider town in disgust. "But you, you are different. You annoy me, yet you follow a similar path. You fight honorably, and speak the truth. You see the world like it is... I like that." He said to the Zebra. "It makes me sad to see such a powerful spirit in such a frail body. But such is life." He said, slightly melancholic.

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Crackshot loosened his expression as he noticed the mare's slight discomfort at his forwardness.

 

This isn't who you are anymore. A familiar mare's voice said in his head.

 

He backed off and cleared his throat. "I'm sorry, I've had a long couple of days," he admitted, remembering his manners, "and I've been described as 'easy to piss off'."

 

In her defence, she seemed like a decent mare, so he decided to give her the benefit of the doubt.

"Look, you seem nice enough," he continued, keeping a careful eye on her, "you said you wanted in on this. What can you offer that'd be useful to us?"

[Scribblegroove 565]

Virtue

 

As if she had waited for Crackshot to say it, she grinned at him slyly. "Right. Close your eyes for two seconds. Just two will be more than enough. No need to be afraid, you've got your entire company of friends behind you." She said convincingly [100 speech]. As soon as Crackshot did close his eyes, even though it was for a very short time Virtue took off into the air completely silently. No fluttering of wings or shuffling of feathers. No gust of wind blowing anyponies face. Nothing. Soon, she was floating right behind and above Crackshot, outside of his field of vision. If he were to suddendly turn around, she would manuever with him to make sure she stayed out of sight. Holding her hoof to her lips, she smiled playfully at Crackshots friends, hoping that they didn't let anything slip on where she actually was.

 

[sneak: At least over 120 (several bonusses)] [Crackshot perception 4]

 

As soon as she was behind him, she proceeded to very carefully slip out 'persuasion' his combat shotgun, from its holster. She successfully managed to take it without him noticing it, even though he was looking all around for her. Even though she was about to burst out in laughter at this, she made sure she didn't make a sound. Finally, she took persuasion in her two forehooves, still flying behind Crackshot's head. She aimed the shotgun in a different direction, making sure it was clear that she wasn't going to shoot Crackshot.

 

*Click* the sound of a combat shotgun cocking broke the silence, followed by a soft whisper. "Boom...".

 

Crackshot would most likely turn around to look at her, and she didn't move this time. All she did was toss the shotgun on the ground before him, and land on her hooves again, still making no sound whatsoever. She hoped the stallion could appreciate the joke. If he wasn't, she had purposefully misloaded the weapon so if would jam slightly next time he would try to fire it, giving her enough time to jump to safety.

 

"That, is what I have to offer." She said, a grin appearing on her face, almost starting to feel like she had to take a bow. Of course, she could provide much more than that, but this was mainly what they could expect from her.

Edited April 23, 2015 by Scribblegroove

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

As Chip continued standing there thinking to himself his focus was broken by this new Pegasus taking into the air to play with Crackshot. As he watched he saw her begin to set her hooves on Crackshot's gun. He didn't say anything as to let Crackshot handle the situation however he wanted when he found her. Chip for one knew from experience you shouldn't touch his weapons without permission.

 

As the situation came to a close the mare dropped the gun after she cocked it. From watching her with the gun Chip saw what she had done to the gun (perception 6, firearms 60, mechanics 75). He stepped closer to Crackshot's side, "don't fire the gun, she mis-loaded the shell. Best not to shoot her anyway once you fix the shell." He said not wanting to see the gun jam and cause damage to the chamber.

[Steel Accord 6,660]

 

 

Looking back at ezekiel, she took off her ranger hat and put it to her chest similarly to him. "Around here I am called Virtuosity, though go by many names in other places." She said, with a sense of mystery going through her voice. "A pleasure to meet you Ezekiel. You seem far more reasonable than your compatriots. Could you perhaps explain to me what you were planning to do once you found your target? Or how to even track down the source of the virus?" She asked him, expecting him to be much more cooperative.

 

She was about to be disappointed. He nodded to Crackshot.

 

"Crackshot is my leader, his passion can be overwhelming I admit, but I don't trust him for his tactics but for his soul and spirit."

 

 

 

As Dashia explained herself, Greshken listened only slightly. Eventually he simply said; "Very well..." And left it at that. Then the clever zebra had to open his mouth again. "I do not have to explain myself to you, but my perpetual agression is very much warranted against her people. Against all of these ponies..." he looked around the raider town in disgust. "But you, you are different. You annoy me, yet you follow a similar path. You fight honorably, and speak the truth. You see the world like it is... I like that." He said to the Zebra. "It makes me sad to see such a powerful spirit in such a frail body. But such is life." He said, slightly melancholic.

 

He chuckled.

 

"This form is more capable then it would appear to be, wait till when we fight next and you will see." 

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Crackshot raised his eyebrow at the mare's request, but was compelled to comply. He closed his eyes momentarily, and when he opened them, she was gone without a trace. He glanced around, but there was no sign of her.

 

A familiar clicked perked up his ears.

"Boom..."

 

He snapped his head right around and spotted her holding Persuasion. "How the hell...?"

He'd be more pissed off by her holding his gun if he wasn't impressed by her technique. He hadn't seen or heard a thing from her.

 

She tossed the gun to him, and Chip warned him that she'd misloaded the shells to backfire on him if he opened fire on her.

 

A ghost of a smirk escaped him.

"Not bad," he admitted, "What do we call you?"

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia laughs after Virtue did what she did. "She is a sneaky prankster. Now that's a funny thing."

 

When she had introduced herself to Ezekiel as Virtuosity she says (Intelligence 8), "Your named after A musical skill. That explains your cutiemark."

 

She hovers still and then looking at her leg she says, "Let's see if a doctor has anything for our injuries and then plan where to go next. As for where to go mext, I suggest we could try my mother in Cloudsdayle. She is a good Medical Technition. She helped with what she called 'the cyberpony project'."

Edited April 24, 2015 by Midnight_Aurora

[Scribblegroove 565]

@@Unicorncob

 

Virtue

 

Finally letting her excitement go, virtue put a hoof to her mouth and giggled like a filly. Again she recomposed herself, but couldn't help smiling at her own cleverness. "You can call me Virtuosity... for now. And hopefully you can call me your companion as well." She looked back at Ezekiel, the mechanic, the other pegasus and the hulking minotaur. "Yes... Virtuosity, your companion." She repeated herself towards them. "I can do far more than just remain unnoticed though. I prize myself for my ability to strategize and plan ahead. Do not get this confused with being organized however. I can be pure chaos at times." She laughed at herself, and then realized she was rambling a little.

 

"But ehm..." She got back to business at hoof, which was a far too pressing matter to be lollygagging around. "Really though, what's your plan. Do you know where to go? Or are you still recovering from your previous endeavour?" She said, looking at the still ever so devastated and wounded group as before. "What in the spirits name am I doing! I'm slowling you down! We need to get to a doctor right away, I'm so sorry..." She said, as she already began moving to the nearest medical facility.

 

When the pegasus mentioned going to cloudsdale, Virtue went pale. "I can't go to cloudsdale..." She mumbled at her. "I... No. If you go there I'll just hang around on the ground for a while, perhaps scout a little." She explained. Quickly trying to change the subject, she questioned the pegasus. "I didn't quite catch your name though? And this cyberpony project sounds fascinating! What exactly does it mean?"

 

Greshken

A little surprised at the Zebra's confidence, Greshken let it slide for now. Then the mare had finally finished speaking, and started moving for the place they had been searching for for quite a while now. She had introduced herself as Virtuosity. It was an Old World name, and her cutiemark was one of a lineage from a long time ago, when music and culture was still in production. He wondered what else Virtuosity had hidden behind her strange façade. Fickle as her personality was, she could be anything. Everything she was doing could be an act...

 

Yet he felt like he should trust her. And so he did.

Edited April 23, 2015 by Scribblegroove

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia says, "My name? That's an easy one. Call me Dashia. Mom said the project was a failure. She said it made great advances to medical science but for a true pony mixed with machine, she said it couldn't be done. I however think they may have given up too soon."

 

She noticed her reaction about going to Cloudsdayle. She says, "You think that? Oh silly filly, You have no idea. I just call it Cloudsdayle. However, I will leave it at that. Only when not in such an open area, will I speak more."

Edited April 24, 2015 by Midnight_Aurora

[Defender of Tomorrow 323]

Aile hadn't payed much attention to the entourage of ponies, however, she could still hear their every word. "Are you the chosen one?" A voice asked with a cold chill to it, Aile frantically looked around for the source of the voice but could not locate it despite her polished perception. "Be scared not little pony, I bring no harm to you." Suddenly, the chip radiated a very faint blue, a slight chill ran down her spine and her face drained sharply of its color, she looked down to observe this phenomenon and looked to her group, none of them the slightest bit disturbed by the ordeal. "Worry not, for only you can hear me." Was this a ghost, perhaps a spirit, she hadn't the slightest clue to what it was.

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Crackshot nodded as he stored Virtue's name into the little database he called his brain. With stealth like hers, she'd be a genuine asset in taking out this virus.

Not to mention she was a pretty sweet talker, he had to admit.

 

He cocked his eyebrow as he overheard Dashia mention Cloudsdayle. He turned to look at her.

"Hate to break it to you, but Cloudsdayle's gone. Was one of the first places hit during the war."

 

Probably not the best thing to tell a pegasus, but it was better than letting the poor girl try to look for the place and ending up disappointed.

He noticed a few of the raiders giving Virtue and Dashia warning glares. He shot some back, which sent them scurrying on their way.

 

He noticed Aile giving her chip rather disturbed looks. It seemed to be glowing blue, but that might have just been the light.

If something was wrong, she could speak up.

 

Virtue had a point though; despite the health potions, he could tell everypony (and minotaur and zebra) were still aching from the last battle, so a trip to a proper medical clinic didn't sound like the worst idea in the world.

"If anypony needs treated, let's get it over with now," he informed the group, slowly following the new mare.

 

He wondered if any of the medical staff would remember him...

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia busts out laughing at Crackshot's words. She knew Cloudsdayle was gone. She also knew the name of her home.

 

She says, "I think you missunderstand what I said. You will find home at these cordinants..." She gives Crackshot and the group a set of cordinants that lead to a place called hellhound's sanctuary.

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

As Chip memorized the coordinates that Dashia gave him all he saw a familiar pony walking from the inn across the street until he spotted their group. It was Ricto and he was now steadily making his way toward the group with a slight unbalance in his step suggesting he had been drinking recently. Ricto hesitated for a split second when he saw Greshken towering behind Chip.

 

Ricto Finally reached the group and stood himself in front of Chip. "So what, did you cowards decide to run from that tank because I know for damn sure there is no way this worthless colt would of made it out alive." He stated gesturing to Chip with his eyes narrowed at him. "Also what the hell did you do with Chronos, where is he?"

 

Chip slumped backward slightly lowering his head glancing to the ground and back up at Ricto. "We destroyed the tank just like you demanded we do and Chronos abandoned us before we reached the tank.

 

Ricto turned his head in disbelief as he kept his eyes fixated on Chip with a spark of hatred toward him. "Bull shit, your mangy rag tag team couldn't be capable of such a thing. Unless you have proof... no i didn't think so." He taunted at Chip returning his head forward.

 

Chip in response took the tank power core he recovered out of his bag floating it beside him. "This is the power core from the tank that I salvaged, I know you may not know the difference between a power core and a light bulb. But I will tell you it's the real deal." He scoffed at Ricto beginning to tire of him.

 

Chip slid the core back into his saddlebag and begun walking past Ricto to go check on his shop. "I'll be at my shop if you guys need me, I need to check up on it." He called back as he passed by Ricto.

 

"Well lucky for you, you piece of shit. No pony touched it since we all know your stock inside is no good." He called after Chip as the affects of the alcohol beginning to show itself.

 

Ricto begun to walk away from the group with the same unbalance in his step as earlier.

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia glares at Ricto listening. She desided it was best to leave him be for now.

 

Dashia follows Chip wanting to check up on her armor and see if she could find a way to calm down.

 

It is obvious to the group that she isn't happy with Ricto. She looked like she wanted to give him a piece of her mind.

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Crackshot kept his glare fixed right on Ricto as he approached and talked to the group, specifically Chip.

 

His contempt for the unicorn was obvious, and as was Crackshot's dislike for the raider leader.

But despite his feelings, he'd helped do a job for him, so it was time to pay up.

 

He watched as Ricto staggered away, and trotted toward him.

"Hey," he called to him, "We did your dirty work, now where are the caps?"

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Ricto came to a slow stop and turned back around toward Crackshot. He sneered at what remained of the group. "As far as I'm concerned that part Chip has with him isn't actually from a tank, so you have no proof that you did what I sent you out to do." He argued turning his attention forward again.

 

"Although i suppose I should thank you for taking that little shit for a walk, I might of paid you for that alone if you didn't bring him back." He said following it with a laugh as he went back inside his home. 

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia stops and pulls the helmet from the armor she has and tosses it to Crackshot. "Maybe that will shout his sour yap Before I do it personally. It's the helmet from one of the lunatics. And I still have the power regulation chip from the tank in my cyberjoints, if he still needs more prof."

 

She continues to follow chip to his shop.

Edited April 25, 2015 by Midnight_Aurora

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Crackshot snarled at Ricto's attitude, and watched as he sauntered into his house. He glanced back to Dashia and caught the helmet in her magic, nodding to her before stomping toward Ricto's lair.

 

He kicked the door open and stormed inside.

"Listen you fuck, we had a deal," he barked, and threw the helmet in his magic toward him, "That helmet's from those shitbags that attacked the town, who we all took out. You're fucking welcome for that, by the way."

 

He glared ice-cold, rusty daggers to the raider leader.

"Hoof over the caps, and I may not need to resort to Reason." He warned, referring to the lead pipe hanging off his armour.

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Ricto

 

As Ricto has his hoof on the first step heading to his upstairs he was suddenly disturbed by his door being kicked open. Crackshot stood in the doorway shouting at Ricto about compensation as he threw a power armor helmet toward him that came to a stop in front of his hooves. 

 

Ricto analysed the helmet on the ground rolling it over with his hoof. He then stepped over it taking a few steps toward Crackshot. "Listen here you fuck, you don't come barging into my home demanding compensation when I only told you to hunt down the tank. i said nothing about compensation,.." He argued pausing for a second putting his hoof to his chin as he eyed Crackshot from hoof to horn. "I will say though I like you, you have guts and a take nothing attitude. I'll do this here's 300 bits for the tank because I do recognize that helmet from the commander that came through here. Also I happen to have some extra bits from another business endeavor." 

 

Ricto pulled out a small sack of bits tossing it in front of Crackshot. "Also it would seem I could use another right hand man, the position along with all the perks could be yours. Only one condition, you take that shit Chip out of Ponyville and deal with him. I'm sure someone like you would enjoy that," He stated smugly awaiting an answer.

 

 

Chip

 

As chip approached his shop he noticed Dashia was coming up behind him. he was able to enter his shop before Dashia caught up to him. Upon quick inspection he noticed Ricto was telling the truth that his shop had remained untouched when he was away surprisingly considering the front door had been smashed in by Ricto before their departure.

 

Chip walked up to his door leading to the upstairs with his key in his magic. "So it looks like your power armor will still be Dashia, glad they didn't know it was here otherwise they may of decided to break in for it." he said unlocking the door. 

 

once upstairs he saw all the weapons he had carried up still strewn across the floor. His room was nothing impressive, there were a few night stands beside a single mattress that sat on the floor. The mattress itself had a few rips where the springs were jutting out through the padding and it was stained with blood, mostly chip's after a few bad days at work. Dashia's power armor was still leaned against the wall and the floor boards where Chip's safe is hidden under were undisturbed.

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia examined the armor saying, "That Ricto really hates you doesn't he? I could see it on his drunk features. He really makes me want to take him up about 1000 feet and drop him."

 

She then starts working on integrating her new battlesaddle With the armor and making sure her modifications were set. She then pulls the hind left leg off and puts it over her injured leg. She then locks it in place and asks, "What do you think? Good temporary fix till we can visit my mom and have her install the joints. I also think her knowledge in biotech may help with that virus. If the cyberpony project had worked the test subject would probably be immune to the virus due to the cybernetic components."

[Unicorncob 5,681]

Crackshot glared right at Ricto, unflinching. He wanted his payment, and he wanted it now.

 

He raised an eyebrow as the raider leader seemed to inspect him a bit, before getting a sack of caps tossed to his hooves. He levitated it into his saddlebag.

 

He perked up his ears at the offer; get rid of Chip, and he'll become a second-in-command.

A raider lieutenant.

Did he want to go back to that life? Bury everything and return to the good old days? All he had to do was get rid of that unicorn. The one he'd grown rather close to.

 

This isn't you anymore. The mare's voice returned in his head, trying to act as his moral compass. You're not a cold-blooded killer.

 

"I'll think about it," he simply said, and walked back out toward Chip's shop.

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Chip looked at Dashia when she asked about Ricto. "Yes he does and honestly I don't know why. Maybe it's because of the state of my shop but he refuses to help with securing my supply lines so I can't get anything in. Although I have suspicions about him as well, it seems all his men keep "finding" new guns. i keep them maintained but i know they aren't getting them from." He said as he begun to think over the situation.

 

Chip watched as Dashia equipped just the leg of her power armor for a temporary fix for her leg. "It looks good and since it's separated from the main body along with the power sources it won't bend easily. So it makes for a good cast." He said smiling at Dashia.

 

"Any help we can get against that virus will be of great help, unfortunately she will need a sample and I buried the plant a distance from the farmhouse." he added feeling like he should of found a way to transport it instead.

Ricto

 

Ricto scoffed as Crackshot told him that's he'd consider the offer. As Crackshot left Ricto's home, Ricto shut the door. "Finally maybe I can be rid of that unicorn, him and his mule of a father never should of cut our contract." He said walking back to the stairs of his home. "Unfortunately I'm a colt of my word and that damned father of his gave his life willingly if I were to swear that Chip isn't killed by myself or my men."

 

"Love... what an idiotic notion. It's an idea created by the weak who can't bare what the world is." He said shaking his head.

Edited April 25, 2015 by Chip Circuit