open Fallout Equestria: Endeavor

[Unicorncob 5,690]

The ghost of a smirk escapes Crackshot's lips at Dashia's remark.

"Nope."

 

He watched as Chip stopped fiddling with his rifle and scope, and put a hoof on his shoulder.

"The deepest pits of Tartarus are kept for traitors," he muttered, "you and me, we're gonna kick them there personally."

 

He glanced up at the tank, and Aile still on it.

"Who was it, anyway?"

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Chip noticed Dashia had fallen asleep on him taking a nap on his shoulder, he wrapped his foreleg around her holding her close leaning his head on hers. After struggling against the two earlier Chip was worn out so decided to take a nap as well. As he began closing his eyes he spoke to Crackshot "Wake me in a few hours, i need to rest I'm to worn out to cut apart a tank." He said as he dozed off.

[Defender of Tomorrow 323]

Aile shook her head and looked at crackshot, motioning him to come to the back of the tank. She didn't want to risk Chip or Dashia to hear what she was going to say to crackshot, she found it immensely odd that Chip seemed to get over the whole 'I'm a murderer thing'  so quickly.

[Scribblegroove 565]

Simply observing the situation that developed before him, Greshken frowned. He didn’t approve of this dramatic nonsense and sugary crap. “Oh how broken we all are…” He mumbled grumpily as he started patrolling around the tank, inspecting it, trying to figure out how the one he’d seen in the past was made. “So irreversibly torn apart by our past…” He said, sarcastically being overly melodramatic. His hoofstomps were heavy, almost as if he was trying to punch his anger into the ground, making it leave is body. “Terribly scarred by the harsh environment of the waste, unable to pick ourselves up and fix ourselves…” Greshken stood still. If the ponies had been listening to him, they would’ve heard him. He wasn’t exactly trying to hide his thoughts either.

 

“Weak…” He grumbled. “Weak in the mind and spirit, and weak in the body. How could I have ever thought otherwise.” he continued talking to himself, his eyes beaming his pure loathing and hatred. “But they will be forgiven. Some roads are only to be walked by a few, and others are blind to what lies ahead. What they have to become.” He watched Crackshot solemnly declare vengeance after making a scene about killing Chip because of his indirect involvement in the death of a few.

 

Strange that Chip seems worried about his influence in spreading the virus, while his crafting of weaponry and tools have spread death across the wasteland far more significantly than he’d realise. Why did he only feel the guilt now, while he has been the salesman of murder since he started creating arms? Why did he feel guilt at all? “Everything withers and dies eventually anyway.” He mumbled, and he faced away from the group of ponies to close the distance between him and the tank, and take a closer look.

[Unicorncob 5,690]

Crackshot cocked an eyebrow as the two ponies dozed off right in front of him. Granted, Chip would need it after that big shock, but it was still rather spontaneous. He could overhear Greshken going on some poetic rhetoric, sounding rather sarcastic.

 

He glanced over to him, eyes narrowed. "There are some things you can never recover from. The two of us know that."

 

He caught Aile in his peripheral vision, motioning for him to meet her at the back of the tank. Having nothing else to do, he obliged, and met her there.

"What?"

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Chip awoke from his slumber, being he was unable to actually sleep. He still sat there next to Dashia still trying to get his head around his involvement in the virus situation. He stood up carefully propping Dashia against the wall as he grabbed the cutting torch and turned looking at the tank.

 

"I will see this tank along with the dispersion unit destroyed at the least." He looking at the tank still filled with hate toward himself.

Edited April 16, 2015 by Chip Circuit

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia mutters loudly, "But Moma it was my invention that first blew up. I have to take responsibility for it."

 

Silence ensued for a moment begore, "Papa! Why let it be him? You have no idea if it was his or mine that started it all. Let me suffer the punishment. And no buts, he is innocent and I am not. That's my final answer."

 

She must be dreaming of days long past. She whinces in her dreams but says no more.

 

A moment later she wakes and looks around to find Chip and Greshkin working on the tank. The longing feeling again returning. She quickly goes over and starts helping again. (Mechanics 55 Science 55.)

Edited April 16, 2015 by Midnight_Aurora

[Defender of Tomorrow 323]

"I don't buy it." Aile stated bluntly to Crackshot "He's a salesman of death and he's feeling guilt over this virus unit barely? Ponies have died from his inventions for as long as he's been making them, and I find it odd that he has already have gotten over it so quickly. I have a feeling he works or worked for this IDS, after all the unit has a small inscription with their company's designation." Aile looked at crackshot, hoping that he wouldn't cloud this possibility with his friendship.

[Unicorncob 5,690]

Crackshot quietly listened to Aile, taking in her opinion of the matter.

 

She did indeed have a point; a gun salespony freaking out over causing death. But this was different. Much different.

 

"He said he took a job," he eventually replied, eyes narrowed slightly, "obviously whoever that is slapped their name on it and claimed his device as their own. At least it gives us something to go on when we hunt the bastards down."

 

He glanced aside, toward the tank. "Besides, I know genuine panic when I see it."

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

As Chip focused his attention on the tank he could hear Dashia speaking behind him. He turned back only to find she was talking in her sleep, possibly of past events. Listening to her it sounded like something traumatic happened in her past. She eventually settled down and fell silent.

 

Chip hopped up on the tank to see Allie and Crackshot behind the tank. Since his work was primarily on the front end he disregarded them as he hopped in front of the turret pulling down his goggles and began cutting away at the tank's armor with the torch he had found.

Edited April 16, 2015 by Chip Circuit

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia soon joined Chip, "Anything I can do to help?"

 

She surely wanted to help take the tank appart. She waited while listening to aile and Crackshot chat and talk. (Perception 7.) She disregarded it as worry. She knows that the two of them helped him calm down faster.

[Steel Accord 6,660]

Ezekiel had awaken quite a while ago, but the raucous activity was silent to him. The Zebra found an old broomstick and removed the brush. Upon the shaft rested his head as he maintained his balance in an upside down meditation.

 

When he was finished, Ezekiel climbed down. Fishing through his saddlebags, he left eight caps and scribbled out a "thank you" on some parchment. Not wanting to disturb the group of friends, he made it to outside the farmhouse without attracting attention.

 

[sneak 12] ((OOC: So not for long.)) 

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

As Chip was cutting the tank's armor he heard Dashia address him and he looked at her "Um, if you want you can continue cutting for me and I'll jump inside. I can start disconnecting the turret inside" he said pulling his goggles off his head with his magic floating them to Dashia.

 

"If you do continue I'm cutting downward to leave a plate of metal attached to the turret so perhaps we can bend it into a shoulder rest." He instructed as something caught his eye.

 

Chip noticed Ezekiel trying to sneak off away from the farmhouse. Chip thought about it for second but realized he and everyone else didn't leave their equipment inside, so he didn't steal anything of there's. He disregarded him not saying anything and returned his focus on Dashia waiting for her response.

[Midnight_Aurora 571]

Dashia says, "The power armor come with shielding for this stuff. It's designed to protect against light." She replaces her helmet. And begins cutting where chip left off. She makes sure that it is contained in a good way as to not hurt her allies. She continues till the job is done. Her cutiemark glows faintly as she gets into her work. She doesn't notice Ezekiel leaving because she is so engrossed in her work.

[Unicorncob 5,690]

Crackshot glanced outside and noticed Ezekiel trying to sneak away from the farmhouse. He had all his stuff with him so likely he didn't try to steal anything.

 

Looking at the zebra from afar caused a slight twinge in the back of his mind, but he shook his head and dispelled it.

He had to admit; he saved their asses last night. He had no idea just what the hell had gotten into the fire, but they all wouldn't be standing here if he hadn't happened upon them.

 

That kind of knowledge would prove useful, hopefully against this IDS.

 

With that in mind, he walked over to the zebra, who didn't seem to acknowledge his presence.

"Hey, Zeke," he called, once close enough, "Where're you sneaking off to?" His tone turned curious, leaning on accusing.

[Steel Accord 6,660]

Crackshot glanced outside and noticed Ezekiel trying to sneak away from the farmhouse. He had all his stuff with him so likely he didn't try to steal anything.

 

Looking at the zebra from afar caused a slight twinge in the back of his mind, but he shook his head and dispelled it.

He had to admit; he saved their asses last night. He had no idea just what the hell had gotten into the fire, but they all wouldn't be standing here if he hadn't happened upon them.

 

That kind of knowledge would prove useful, hopefully against this IDS.

 

With that in mind, he walked over to the zebra, who didn't seem to acknowledge his presence.

"Hey, Zeke," he called, once close enough, "Where're you sneaking off to?" His tone turned curious, leaning on accusing.

 

Ezekiel winced but he wasn't surprised, stealth and subterfuge were not amongst his known skills. He turned to the large pony.

 

"Forgive me Crackshot, I didn't mean to disturb, I know it might seem rude to excuse myself without a word. I appreciate your hospitality and know you would not admit just anyone, however I would likewise not think to overstay my welcome."

[Unicorncob 5,690]

Crackshot stood in front of Ezekiel as he explained himself, listening quietly.

 

"I don't usually say this," he began once the zebra had finished, "but we can use somepony like you, if more of those fire things are out there. If you have nowhere else to be, you can join up with us."

 

He glanced away, toward the horizon. "You're not obligated to or anything, you can just as easily walk away."

[Steel Accord 6,660]

Ezekiel looked over his shoulder at the horizon, frowning. After a moment, he reached into his cloak and pulled out a necklance with a pendant hung from it. The pendant bore a sun and crescent moon on it.

 

He reached into the radiated dirt and blew it into the air, holding the pendent under the small cloud floating overhead.

 

"Hmmmm . . . let me think on it." He said cryptically and walked to the ashes of the barn.

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

As Dashia joined Chip up on the tank she refused his goggles since her power armor can serve the same purpose. Chip set his goggles back on his head and handing the torch to her so she could begin cutting.

 

Chip then crawled inside the tank and began disconnecting the turret from the mechanics that were fried from the fire.

 

He continued working removing the bolts from the mounting hardware inside. Once Dashia finishes cutting the cannon will be ready for removal.

 

@@Scribblegroove

 

Chip looked behind and saw the virus dispersion unit. He looked away from it for a second afraid he'd begin to panic again. Chip then enveloped the part in his magic and popped out of the tank. Chip tossed the dispersion unit out of the tank toward Greshken. The landed a few feet in front of him coming to a stop right before Greshken. Chip looked down at Greshken "can you do me a favor and crush that thing for me," he said covered in soot again. "After you do that the cannon is almost ready for removal if you can assist."

[Steel Accord 6,660]

@@Scribblegroove, @@Chip Circuit,

 

Ezekiel was deep in thought when he saw the friends working on their project. He squinted his eyes and put a hoof on his talisman. Looking up into the sky he smiled and nodded. 

 

"Ooooooooom rumia mia, oooom rumia mia. Ooooooooom rumia mia, oooom rumia mia. Ooooooooom rumia mia, oooom rumia mia." He chanted as he approached the wreckage of the tank. Inside the pieces and mechanisms rattled and groaned.

Edited April 16, 2015 by Steel Accord

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

As Chip was continuing his work inside the tank he suddenly began to feel the interior beginning to rattle. The rattling was followed by groaning that was eminating from the walls of the tank.

 

Chip wasn't sure what was going on so he quickly pulled his way out of the tank. "Whoa, what the hell is happening!" He exclaimed quickly climbing out of the hatch.

 

As Chip pulled himself he was revealed to be completely black from soot inside. Chip stood atop the tank trying to figure out what was happening.

 

As he was examining the tank he heard somepony chanting behind him outside the barn. He turned to see it was the zebra from last night. "Hey are you doing this? What are you doing anyways?" He asked fearing he could of almost been killed inside the tank.

[Steel Accord 6,660]

His were closed but Ezekiel knew where the mechanic stood, he could feel the vehicle's armor like his own fur.

 

"Be at ease, you would not be harmed by this weakened steel, I believe the closest term would be 'cutting a deal." When he opened his eyes, there was a brief golden flash in them.

[Scribblegroove 565]

Greshken looked back at Chip, who had already begun working on the cannon for him. Even though he had lost some respect because of the fit he threw a moment ago, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for the guy. He was so keen on helping him out, it surprised him. He quickly did as asked and smashed the disperser to bits with his hammer, and continued to walk towards the tank to assist Chip with lifting out the heavy machinery.

 

Then, suddendly, a zebra who he had never seen before, started chanting a strange drivel that made no sense to him whatsoever. It sounded, looked and smelled an awful lot like magic, and he couldn't be far off because for some reason the entire tank began creaking. He had no idea who this pony was, and regarded him as a threat. He grabbed his hammer and looked at Chip, who seemed to recognise the zebra. "Chip, who the fuck is this guy and what is he doing!" He shouted, not panicking, but demanding an answer immediately.

[Unicorncob 5,690]

Crackshot followed Ezekiel to the barn, and watched with mild curiosity as he approached the tank wreckage. He began some strange chant, which seemed to effect the metal around him.

 

He noticed Greshken grabbing for his hammer and giving the zebra a warning glare, and he trotted over to him.

"Relax, we met him last night while you were out cold," he informed him, turning his glance over to the strange ritual Ezekiel was apparently putting on, "He's cool, for now."

[Chip Circuit 1,842]

Chip glanced at Ezekiel "cutting a deal? With us, what else do you want from us?" He asked unsure of what Ezekiel was talking about.

 

Chip then heard Greshken address him so he turned his attention to him "His name is Ezekiel, he happened to be by last night when what he was a fire spirit enraged in our fire last night. We let him stay with us over night. As to what he is doing I don't know, but if he's intent on destroying this tank he is no ally of mine." He said returning his gaze to Ezekiel as he jumped down from the tank just in case.