open Fallout Equestria: Aftermath (Rp)

[Ranger22 179]

Hazelnut didn't notice time passed as he checked every inch of his equipment for anything that would prove a hindrance in the upcoming battle. Satisfied with his weapons quality he reattached them to his battlesaddle and promptly got up from the ground. As soon as he did the unicorn spoke up and ordered the group to get themselves armed and outside. The ranger silently complied and started trotting towards the ladder that lead to the desert like wasteland above. As he did, Hazelnut observed the readiness of his team and the equipment they would be carrying into battle. They were around squad size and were fairly well armed. The snipers were obvious in their use and rifles were good for mid range and picking off individual ponies, the minigun would do wonders for crowd control but it would make his teammate a fairly obvious target. Hazelnut's own missile pod and grenade machinegun would obliterate any thing as long as they were in range, following the same risk the minigun had. Armor had to be the only thing he worried about, but if his team played smart it wouldn't be an issue. Seeing how cool his team was the ranger didn't bother worrying about their skill, discipline would be a deciding factor. 

[Kronos the Revenant 1,971]

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Foray let out a quiet whimper -- she'd just gotten comfortable on the cushioned couch and really didn't want to get up. A bit miffed, she snorted and said, "Fine, fine... lemme grab your minigun first."

 

Slowly getting to her hooves, she ambled into the workbench room and, using her magic, hefted the heavy weapon out into the main room, dropping it on the ground in front of Kronos with a loud clunk.

 

"Apologies for the shoddy work, I'm not really a minigun expert," she mumbled. "I amped up the spin-up time a bit and did my best to lower its overall weight, but it's still gonna be a bitch to carry this thing around. Plus there's no scope or reflex sight, just a gunner's sight. Not the best for accuracy." Giving the weapon a somewhat disdainful look, she glanced at Kronos and mumbled, "Sorry..."

After getting to his feet, he looked at Foray and the minigun at his feet. "Ahh, it's alright," Kronos replied, "It's good. You did the work on it and I appreciate it, nonetheless. Plus, you spent all night doing this for me. Thanks."

 

 

 

He nodded, and walked over to Kronos, Lupus and Foray.

 

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"You three, let's go," he told them, "I want everypony prepped and outside ASAP. The sooner we're ready, the sooner we can attack."

 

With that, he started walking out of the kitchen area and toward the bunker door leading to the wasteland.

Kronos picked up his minigun and replied, "Yes, sir." He followed Foray and Lupus outside of the bunker. When he got out, he revved up his minigun, prepping himself for whatever the hell dared to stand in his way.

Edited May 10, 2016 by Kronos

[Chaton 3,765]

Crackshot bit back a snicker, and nodded. He liked this mare.

"A lot of ponies would thank you for it," he commented, then glanced curiously down at her, "It's the way they did it back then, so I suppose it carried on to now."

"It's just a little weird. I mean, I've already noticed a few differences in our languages. Mainly the fact that you call everything a pony. Everypony, somepony, anypony, it's kinda weird. Didn't you take into account other species

 

You're not from around here, are you?

"As you may have noticed, I'm not exactly from around here."

 

He took a small breath and collected himself.

 

Soon.

And there he goes back to his serious self.

 

With that, he started walking out of the kitchen area and toward the bunker door leading to the wasteland.

 

I quickly followed after him, the sniper slightly lagging behind. "So, can we practice sniping?"

[4HFan 476]

Crackshot bit back a snicker, and nodded. He liked this mare.

"A lot of ponies would thank you for it," he commented, then glanced curiously down at her, "It's the way they did it back then, so I suppose it carried on to now."

 

You're not from around here, are you?

 

 

 

 

He took a small breath and collected himself.

 

Soon.

 

 

 

 

He nodded, and walked over to Kronos, Lupus and Foray.

 

@@Meson Bolt @ @

 

"You three, let's go," he told them, "I want everypony prepped and outside ASAP. The sooner we're ready, the sooner we can attack."

 

With that, he started walking out of the kitchen area and toward the bunker door leading to the wasteland.

Lupus heard what Crackshot said and replied, "I'm ready to go at any time, so let's roll." He then proceeded to follow Crackshot out of the bunker and into the world outside. 'I could die today.' He thought as he started climbing up the ladder. 'But then again, how is that different from any other day?'

[Meson Bolt 2,648]

@@Unicorncob, 

 

Foray snorted in mild annoyance, sliding down off the couch and rolling to her hooves lazily.

 

Jeez... I'm ready now. Jacket, armored harness, pistols... why do I have to go outside?

 

The copper-haired unicorn slowly made her way up the ladder and through the bunker door, the bright sun shining merciless and bright in her eyes. Despite being nearly blinded, she took the opportunity to simulate a flashbang attack, whipped out one of her 10mm pistols and popped a few shots at some small pebbles. Mildly with her accuracy, she calmly reloaded her pistol and faced the group.

 

"Yep, I'm ready."

[Unicorncob 5,681]

"It's just a little weird. I mean, I've already noticed a few differences in our languages. Mainly the fact that you call everything a pony. Everypony, somepony, anypony, it's kinda weird. Didn't you take into account other species

 

"Don't ask me, kid," Crackshot mumbled, stepping out from the bunker and taking a deep breath of the slightly irradiated morning wasteland air, "I didn't make the rules, I just follow them."

 

 

"As you may have noticed, I'm not exactly from around here."

 

"I could tell," he lifted the sniper rifle from off his back with his magic, "So, where are you from?"

 

If I can't get her name, maybe I can get at least that.

 

 

I quickly followed after him, the sniper slightly lagging behind. "So, can we practice sniping?"

 

"We can," he nodded, and pointed a hoof to some rocks and pebbles a few yards and miles away, "With those rocks. I want you to get your accuracy down."

 

 

Lupus heard what Crackshot said and replied, "I'm ready to go at any time, so let's roll." He then proceeded to follow Crackshot out of the bunker and into the world outside. 'I could die today.' He thought as he started climbing up the ladder. 'But then again, how is that different from any other day?'

 

Foray snorted in mild annoyance, sliding down off the couch and rolling to her hooves lazily.

 

Jeez... I'm ready now. Jacket, armored harness, pistols... why do I have to go outside?

 

The copper-haired unicorn slowly made her way up the ladder and through the bunker door, the bright sun shining merciless and bright in her eyes. Despite being nearly blinded, she took the opportunity to simulate a flashbang attack, whipped out one of her 10mm pistols and popped a few shots at some small pebbles. Mildly with her accuracy, she calmly reloaded her pistol and faced the group.

 

"Yep, I'm ready."

 

He looked at Lupus and Foray, and nodded. "I'm taking Red for some sniping practice. Take some time to get yourselves warmed up, get some supplies, whatever you need to do. The sooner we leave, the better. They probably won't expect a daylight assault, so we can use that."

Edited May 10, 2016 by Unicorncob

[Chaton 3,765]

"Don't ask me, kid," Crackshot mumbled, stepping out from the bunker and taking a deep breath of the slightly irradiated morning wasteland air, "I didn't make the rules, I just follow them."

"True. But still. Don't you find it a little odd?"

 

I stepped outside after him, and it was only now I really took in the surrounding area. "Wow. This place is fucked."

 

"I could tell," he lifted the sniper rifle from off his back with his magic, "So, where are you from?"

 

If I can't get her name, maybe I can get at least that.

"I could tell you, but to be perfectly honest, there's no point. Not when I can't explain where it is compared to here."

 

"We can," he nodded, and pointed a hoof to some rocks and pebbles a few yards and miles away, "With those rocks. I want you to get your accuracy down."

 

"Which one" I said while pulling the sniper to rest in the air beside me.

[Meson Bolt 2,648]

@@Unicorncob, 

 

A daylight assault? Foray thought. That sounds more like a suicide run than anything. And who does he think I am, some novice punk? I don't need to grab supplies or to "warm up". The only thing I need right now is sleep.

 

@,

 

She turned her head towards Lupus and eyed the assault rifle she'd made for him. Well, as long as I've got the time, I may as well teach the kid a thing or two.

 

Unpacking a hollowed-out grenade from her bag, she called, "Heads up!" as she tossed it in his direction at a fair speed.

[Unicorncob 5,681]

"True. But still. Don't you find it a little odd?"

 

Crackshot gave a single, small shrug. "Never really thought about it. But I guess it is pretty weird. Like somepony has some terrible sense of humour."

 

 

I stepped outside after him, and it was only now I really took in the surrounding area. "Wow. This place is fucked."

 

"That's putting it nicely," he commented, "Apparently it was far nicer a few centuries ago."

 

 

"I could tell you, but to be perfectly honest, there's no point. Not when I can't explain where it is compared to here."

 

"Doesn't mean you can't tell me."

 

 

"Which one" I said while pulling the sniper to rest in the air beside me.

 

He peered through the scope and spotted a large rock, with cracks spreading across its face like blood veins.

"That rock there with the cracks," he muttered, "Shoot it dead centre."

[Chaton 3,765]

Crackshot gave a single, small shrug. "Never really thought about it. But I guess it is pretty weird. Like somepony has some terrible sense of humour."

"Or someone was just an uptight idiot with no regard for the other species that could exist. Or someone who thought that ponies were above everyone else."

 

"That's putting it nicely," he commented, "Apparently it was far nicer a few centuries ago."

"Remind me to go check that out someday."

 

"Doesn't mean you can't tell me."

"Planet, Lantea. City, Torren. Lovely place, awfully cold in winter."

 

He peered through the scope and spotted a large rock, with cracks spreading across its face like blood veins.

"That rock there with the cracks," he muttered, "Shoot it dead centre."

 

I turned my head and near instantly spotted the rock. The sniper disassembled itself behind me, and the parts flew over to just in front of my and reassembled themselves in front of me, pointing at the rock. The sniper fired, and went flying backwards. The bullet hit near the rock, but the sniper went flying backwards. Right. Magic is being a bitch.

[Unicorncob 5,681]

"Or someone was just an uptight idiot with no regard for the other species that could exist. Or someone who thought that ponies were above everyone else."

 

Crackshot snorted, smirking beneath his bandanna. He liked this mare's attitude indeed. "Possibly. In my opinion, doesn't matter what you look like. If you're not a douchebag, you're fine with me."

 

 

"Remind me to go check that out someday."

 

He looked down at her for a moment, wondering what that could mean, then looked through the scope again.

 

 

"Planet, Lantea. City, Torren. Lovely place, awfully cold in winter."

 

His eyes widened a bit, and he looked at her again. Had he heard that right? "Did you say planet?"

 

 

I turned my head and near instantly spotted the rock. The sniper disassembled itself behind me, and the parts flew over to just in front of my and reassembled themselves in front of me, pointing at the rock. The sniper fired, and went flying backwards. The bullet hit near the rock, but the sniper went flying backwards. Right. Magic is being a bitch.

 

He flinched as the rifle went flying backward, and he gave her a look to see if she was okay. She seemed unhurt, and from a look through the scope, he could see more cracks in the centre of the rock.

 

Huh, she's not a bad shot.

 

He turned his head to look at her, then the rifle. "You alright? Should've warned you, snipers have a real kick."

[Chaton 3,765]

Crackshot snorted, smirking beneath his bandanna. He liked this mare's attitude indeed. "Possibly. In my opinion, doesn't matter what you look like. If you're not a douchebag, you're fine with me."

"I guess I can pretty much agree with that. Though, I could probably sum it up by, if you don't shoot me, I won't blow up in your face."

 

 

His eyes widened a bit, and he looked at her again. Had he heard that right? "Did you say planet?"

"Maybe."

 

He flinched as the rifle went flying backward, and he gave her a look to see if she was okay. She seemed unhurt, and from a look through the scope, he could see more cracks in the centre of the rock.

 

Huh, she's not a bad shot.

 

He turned his head to look at her, then the rifle. "You alright? Should've warned you, snipers have a real kick."

 

I knew how much force it would produce, and reinforced my magic accordingly. Why didn't it hold...

 

"That could have been useful information." I played along.

[4HFan 476]

@@Unicorncob, 

 

A daylight assault? Foray thought. That sounds more like a suicide run than anything. And who does he think I am, some novice punk? I don't need to grab supplies or to "warm up". The only thing I need right now is sleep.

 

@,

 

She turned her head towards Lupus and eyed the assault rifle she'd made for him. Well, as long as I've got the time, I may as well teach the kid a thing or two.

 

Unpacking a hollowed-out grenade from her bag, she called, "Heads up!" as she tossed it in his direction at a fair speed.

Lupus saw the grenade flying towards him and raced through different ways he could make it out alive. He then decided on a course of action and used his magic like a tennis racket and sent the grenade flying back in the direction from whence it came.

 

"How was my reaction time?" He asked Foray.

[Meson Bolt 2,648]

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"You hesitated," Foray retorted, catching the projectile and dropping it back in her saddlebag. "Not to mention the thing would've probably blown up a couple seconds later. Not bad, but... really, work on that."

 

Eyeing his assault rifle, she added, "I don't suppose you've used a lot of guns, have you?"

[Unicorncob 5,681]

"I guess I can pretty much agree with that. Though, I could probably sum it up by, if you don't shoot me, I won't blow up in your face."

 

"That's the basic law of courtesy out here," Crackshot said, taking a shot at a rock and hitting it dead centre, "Anypony who doesn't come at you guns blazing normally can hold a decent conversation."

 

 

"Maybe."

 

He blinked down at her, a bit confused now. "The hell do you mean by that?"

 

She's not on anything. I would tell if she was.

 

 

I knew how much force it would produce, and reinforced my magic accordingly. Why didn't it hold...

 

"That could have been useful information." I played along.

 

"The trick is to focus most of your magical hold on the stock and grip," he explained, and aimed his rifle to demonstrate. The blue hue of his magic was less transparent behind the trigger. "Like this. Keeps it steady and it doesn't go flying off when you fire."

Edited May 13, 2016 by Unicorncob

[4HFan 476]

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"You hesitated," Foray retorted, catching the projectile and dropping it back in her saddlebag. "Not to mention the thing would've probably blown up a couple seconds later. Not bad, but... really, work on that."

 

Eyeing his assault rifle, she added, "I don't suppose you've used a lot of guns, have you?"

Lupus felt a little ashamed at the fact he was so inexperienced, so he replied. "Well, not really. Would you mind helping me out? The only times I've used guns were shooting a couple raiders and this one time I found an RPG. But that's a story for another time."

[Meson Bolt 2,648]

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"No problem, kiddo," Foray responded with a light smile. "Your battle saddle is your main armament mode, but you can remove the weapon from the saddle to use with your magic -- I just thought you'd want a saddle for it since it's pretty darn heavy and an absolute bitch to carry around. Lemme set it up for ya..."

 

The unicorn quickly fastened the weapon to Lupus' body. She chided herself a bit on the inside -- as she'd only prepared one assault rifle, and a rather heavy one at that, Lupus would have to lean heavily to one side to balance himself, something she hadn't counted on. Flipping the reflex sight up out of its slot, she guided his gaze towards it.

 

"This sight is your best friend. I've already calibrated it for your height and size... all you have to do is line up the dot through the front sight to aim. Grab the bite trigger firmly between your teeth, and pull up a tidbit to fire." She leaned back, gazing at the weapon now that she could see it on Lupus.

 

A bit big for him, but he'll learn how to handle it.

[Chaton 3,765]

"That's the basic law of courtesy out here," Crackshot said, taking a shot at a rock and hitting it dead centre, "Anypony who doesn't come at you guns blazing normally can hold a decent conversation."

"Ahh, that seems fair. Yet another thing I should add to the list of things I need to keep on a list thing to not do in the wasteland."

 

He blinked down at her, a bit confused now. "The hell do you mean by that?"

 

She's not on anything. I would tell if she was.

"I'd rather explain it later, somewhere a little more," I glanced back at Foray and the other. "private." I finished off.

 

"The trick is to focus most of your magical hold on the stock and grip," he explained, and aimed his rifle to demonstrate. The blue hue of his magic was less transparent behind the trigger. "Like this. Keeps it steady and it doesn't go flying off when you fire."

 

"That's what I was doing! I took into account the recoil and everything! The problem wasn't the gun slipping out my magic, it's that my magic just stopped." I picked up the gun again and swung it to aim straight at the rock. Pulling the trigger, the bullet hit dead centre and the gun didn't move in the slightest, no recoil whatsoever. And then it dropped to the floor. What the hell is going on.

[Unicorncob 5,681]

"Ahh, that seems fair. Yet another thing I should add to the list of things I need to keep on a list thing to not do in the wasteland."

 

Crackshot nodded slowly. "Not much to understand out here. Avoid open water, don't go near glowing barrels, and if they shoot, shoot back."

 

 

"I'd rather explain it later, somewhere a little more," I glanced back at Foray and the other. "private." I finished off.

 

He followed Red's glance toward Foray and Lupus, and nodded. He couldn't fault her for wanting to keep her past secret - he was doing the exact same thing.

"Fair enough."

 

 

"That's what I was doing! I took into account the recoil and everything! The problem wasn't the gun slipping out my magic, it's that my magic just stopped." I picked up the gun again and swung it to aim straight at the rock. Pulling the trigger, the bullet hit dead centre and the gun didn't move in the slightest, no recoil whatsoever. And then it dropped to the floor. What the hell is going on.

 

He nodded slowly, seeing the bullet strike dead centre once again, now with less flying guns. "Exactly like that."

[Chaton 3,765]

Crackshot nodded slowly. "Not much to understand out here. Avoid open water, don't go near glowing barrels, and if they shoot, shoot back."

"Alternatively, stalk the ponies who know what they're doing until I learn enough. If we can find one of those stealth bucks I could probably make some adjustments to make them last longer." I looked around a little. "Everything here is quite inefficient."

 

He followed Red's glance toward Foray and Lupus, and nodded. He couldn't fault her for wanting to keep her past secret - he was doing the exact same thing.

"Fair enough."

I grinned. "But only if you explain to me what's up with you."

 

He nodded slowly, seeing the bullet strike dead centre once again, now with less flying guns. "Exactly like that."

 

"Hopefully without the magic cutting."

[Kronos the Revenant 1,971]

Kronos was lagging behind, holding his minigun from both of his arms. 

 

This would be so much easier if I had something to carry this damn thing in my back, Kronos thought, I need to haul my ass over there or I may miss the fighting.

 

He took another look at the weapon. He admired the work that Foray put into it. She's got quite a knack for weapons of all kinds, he thought before trying to hustle towards the group.

[4HFan 476]

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"No problem, kiddo," Foray responded with a light smile. "Your battle saddle is your main armament mode, but you can remove the weapon from the saddle to use with your magic -- I just thought you'd want a saddle for it since it's pretty darn heavy and an absolute bitch to carry around. Lemme set it up for ya..."

"Thanks, that was starting to feel a bit heavy."

 

@,

 

"No problem, kiddo,"

 

The unicorn quickly fastened the weapon to Lupus' body. She chided herself a bit on the inside -- as she'd only prepared one assault rifle, and a rather heavy one at that, Lupus would have to lean heavily to one side to balance himself, something she hadn't counted on. Flipping the reflex sight up out of its slot, she guided his gaze towards it.

 

"This sight is your best friend. I've already calibrated it for your height and size... all you have to do is line up the dot through the front sight to aim. Grab the bite trigger firmly between your teeth, and pull up a tidbit to fire." She leaned back, gazing at the weapon now that she could see it on Lupus.

 

A bit big for him, but he'll learn how to handle it.

When Foray attached the assault rifle to the battle saddle, Lupus leaned to the right a bit before righting himself.

 

'This is gonna take some getting used to.' He thought.

 

He then followed Foray's gaze to the sight and trigger, he listened intently to what she said and nodded.

 

"Let's give this a try."

 

He lined up the sight with a rock about 10 yards away, pulled the bit and quickly released it. The one shot that was fired hit the rock with a twang as it bounced off and flew away into the distance.

 

[Unicorncob 5,681]

"Alternatively, stalk the ponies who know what they're doing until I learn enough. If we can find one of those stealth bucks I could probably make some adjustments to make them last longer." I looked around a little. "Everything here is quite inefficient."

 

"If you have the skill for it," Crackshot reminded her, turning to look at his... possibly 'friend', "We have to make do with what we find out here. Stealth Bucks aren't easy to come across."

 

 

I grinned. "But only if you explain to me what's up with you."

 

"Later," he muttered, and glanced up toward the ponies around. Especially Quiet, Kronos and Hazelnut. "The wrong ponies might be listening."

 

 

"Hopefully without the magic cutting."

 

"I was wondering why you dropped it like that," he muttered, then glanced through the scope again. He spotted a Bloatsprite in the distance, buzzing around erratically. "Let's see how you do with a moving target. Take out that Bloatsprite there."

[Kronos the Revenant 1,971]

He lined up the sight with a rock about 10 yards away, pulled the bit and quickly released it. The one shot that was fired hit the rock with a twang as it bounced off and flew away into the distance.

 

Kronos heard the shot in the distance. He assumed that they were already fighting.

 

Shit, he thought, I gotta haul my ass over there. He scurried onto where he heard the shot. When he got there, however, he was confused when he saw nothing except for Foray with Lupus and his battle saddle. Oh, he thought, just practicing, okay.

 

He scanned the area. Hmm, he thought, not much to practice on without making a huge ruckus. I'll just use whatever attacks us as my target practice.

[Meson Bolt 2,648]

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Foray gave Lupus a disdainful glance. Sure, his aim was fine enough, but lining up a sight on a target forty feet away and firing one shot was about the same difficulty as throwing a radroach leg into a waste container -- basically none at all.

 

"Y'know, that gun is automatic for a reason -- to obliterate armor and lay down suppressive fire. Not for firing once every millennium. If you never fire at full auto, you're not gonna learn good recoil control. So come on, take another go at those rocks, and don't stop until your mag is empty." Leaning back and plonking down onto her haunches, she added, "Also, try not to murder anyone just yet."

 

@, 

 

Seeing Kronos slowly approaching, and noting how exhausted he looked from carrying the minigun, she stated, "Y'know, there's a strap on that thing."