FoE PNP G-Platypus Session 28

[20:26] <Mister_Clacky|GM> *****G-Platypus: The City of Broad Withers - Session 28*****
[20:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Comeuppance
[20:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  You reap what you sow.
[20:28] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  With all the evils in the wastes, is it any wonder that bad ends come to bad ponies?
[20:28] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Then again, it is rare that the hoof that crushes the life out of them is one of justice.
[20:29] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  But good, bad... there is always death on the horizon.
[20:29] <Mister_Clacky|GM> *****Session Start*****
[20:30] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  It is morning in the office building retreat, Toil is asleep on the couch, Thunder_Strike resting on her rump still. The rest of the group is around.
[20:31] * Scrap wakes up in the corner as he once again finds the morning light a bit blinding.
[20:32] * Blackberry_Jam probably found one of the rooms -without- a red door to sleep in. She probably had some crackers, too.
[20:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam had several crackers, one after the other.
[20:36] * North_Star wakes up. Getting a full night's sleep was a little forgien to him, doesn't mean it's not welcome.
[20:37] * Blackberry_Jam is feeling the best she's felt in days. Morning cigarette in her mouth, she trots into the the main room and reads while waiting for everypony to wake up.
[20:38] * Snack_Cake eventually fell asleep on the couch where she was sitting. She didn't even remember to turn the radio off. She just kinda... eventually dozed off.
[20:39] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil rolls off the couch, getting groggily to her hooves. Thunder_Strike also is stirred by the motion and starts to wake up.
[20:39] * Scrap sits next to Blackberry_Jam to wait, curious as to what she's reading.
[20:40] * Blackberry_Jam is on the first page of a fresh book, "The Desiderata of Happiness."
[20:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil walks over to a nearby wall and pulls down a section of wallpaper, a small hidey-hole behind holds a small bag. She pulls a small syringe from it and stows the rest. "You all ready?"
[20:43] * Blackberry_Jam looks up at Toil, then to the syringe. More dangerous drugs, she guesses. "I am, at least."
[20:44] * Snack_Cake gives a yawn and stretches a bit. She mutters a quiet, "What time is it...?"
[20:44] * Scrap doesn't at all mind eating on the way. "I am."
[20:44] * Blackberry_Jam gives a faint smile. "Morning, Snack."
[20:45] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake's PipBuck reads 07:17am
[20:46] * Snack_Cake gives a little groan and rolls onto her side. Every day in the wasteland makes the mornings hurt just a little more.
[20:47] * North_Star secrues his satchel and gets to his hooves. "I'm set to leave."
[20:49] * Scrap looks around for Strawberry_Daiquiri.
[20:49] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Here's how it works. The slave auctions don't start until noon. Anypony on the auction block for the day gets moved to secure holding an hour before. You won't get them in transit."
[20:49] <Strawberry_Daiquiri> I am right here
[20:50] * Strawberry_Daiquiri i am right here
[20:50] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "So, if you want to get them you need to get them while they're still in Hack's private holding cells. Luckily for all of us, he'll be there too."
[20:52] * North_Star rubs his chin in thought. "So, we can slip in, kill Hack, nab the mares, anypony crazy or brave enough to come with, and run like hell."
[20:53] * Blackberry_Jam puffs some smoke in the air as she tucks the book away. "Just like that."
[20:55] * Snack_Cake frowns. "Then we need to hurry..." She stands up and stretches. "There's no time to lose..."
[20:56] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  She looks between all of you. "I can get you in. I can cause a distraction so they won't /immediately/ come running if shots get fired. You're on your own to get out. There's a tunnel out, so you won't have to fight your way out the front door."
[20:56] * Blackberry_Jam adjusts her beret and nods, starting for the door. "All right. Double time."
[20:57] * North_Star sighs, "So, the hard part will be getting Hack killed. I doubt he'll be napping at this hour."
[20:58] * Scrap gets up and follows.
[20:58] * Strawberry_Daiquiri follows right next to Scrap
[20:58] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil takes the syringe in her magic. "No, and remember, you get him out alive and to me, there's caps in it for you. When you leave the tunnel there's a smokestack a couple miles off. I'll meet you at that factory for the exchance, if you have him. I'll only wait the day."
[21:01] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "If you're ready, say the word."
[21:03] * Strawberry_Daiquiri looks at scrap
[21:04] * Snack_Cake takes a deep breath to steel herself.
[21:05] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  She levitates the syringe up to face level. "If you're squeamish, don't watch."
[21:05] * Snack_Cake doesn't watch.
[21:05] * Scrap looks back at Strawberry_Daiquiri a moment before being drawn to look at Toil after saying that.
[21:06] * Strawberry_Daiquiri covers her eyes with her hoof
[21:07] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  She tilts her head back slightsly, muzzle elevated. She rotates her eyes, looking hard to the left, her right eye watching the needle descend until it can no longer track it. She winces as the needle slips into the corner of her eye. She takes a breath, steeling herself before pressing a button on the side.
[21:08] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  A mechanical plunger fires, quickly injecting the drug. She screams, thrashing her head a bit, the syringe falling free. The side of her face impacting the wall a few times before she stills, panting.
[21:09] * Scrap finds this disgusting, but continues watching to see why she's doing it.
[21:11] * Snack_Cake keeps looking away. She even squeezes her eyes shut, as if that would help her ignore it.
[21:11] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  She pulls a scrap of cloth out. She turns toward the group, eye whited over and glowing faintly. She ties the rag over her eye, concealing the glow.
[21:13] * Scrap just stares at her, completely at a loss for what just happend.
[21:13] * Blackberry_Jam watched the entire time. "So, I'm going to ask what we're all thinking." She trots up to Toil and looks at her. "What the fuck was that?"
[21:14] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Milk-Eye. You know that pill I took yesterday? This is the /real deal/. I'll be blind in this eye for a week, but I won't need it for this. I can take you all there, together, now."
[21:16] * Blackberry_Jam looks dubious. -This- is our ticket in? "You are insane. Why in Luna's name would anypony invent a drug that needs to be injected into the -eye-? That doesn't make -any- sense!"
[21:18] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Fuck if I know. There's some shit that drills into the base of your /fucking/ horn. I don't question it, it's just how it works."
[21:19] * North_Star blows some mane out from in front of his face. It's offical, Unicorns are fucking weird.
[21:20] * Scrap agrees with North_Star.
[21:20] * Blackberry_Jam maintains her dubious look. "With all the shit you've shot up in our time together, it's a miracle that you're alive."
[21:22] * Snack_Cake still isn't looking. She's shaking a little though. "Is... it okay to look?"
[21:25] * North_Star pats Snack_Cake on the back. "You can look, Cap." He said, finally finding a new nickname for his former Greenhorn.
[21:26] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil walks, with a bit of a hitch in her giddy-up, to a filing cabinet. She opens it and pulls out a duster. "Put this on, Pink. Or wrap something around that PipBuck."
[21:27] * Blackberry_Jam sighs a little and starts for the door, nabbing breakfast as she walks.
[21:28] * Scrap follows, still confused. He too pulls out some food for the road.
[21:29] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil's horn lights, a faint aura encapsulating herself and the six of you. "Last call, swallow and get ready. We're burning time."
[21:29] * Snack_Cake gives the duster an odd look, but puts it on as asked.
[21:30] * North_Star just stuffed half a sweetroll into his mouth and swallows without blinking.
[21:30] * Blackberry_Jam scarfs down her can of potatoes and makes sure her weapon is secured.
[21:32] * Scrap quickly finishes his breakfast before saying with a mouthful a food. " 'eady."
[21:32] * Snack_Cake eats one of her cakes as well before they go.
[21:32] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  As Toil starts casting the spell, her eye glows brightly under its covering along with her horn. With a pained grunt, the spell is cast. One moment you are in the office, the next you are in a dingy hall, a few lamps casting dim light in small pools down its length.
[21:34] * Blackberry_Jam presses herself against a wall, and has her weapon drawn almost immediately.
[21:35] * North_Star takes a look up and down the hall, drawing his revolver.
[21:36] * Scrap looks around, ready.
[21:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil's horn glows again. She points with a hoof down the hall. "End of this hall is his private cells and his personal guards. The escape tunnel is in his office. Don't start shooting until you hear explosions."
[21:38] * Blackberry_Jam nods, but says nothing as she advances down the hall.
[21:38] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "300 caps each, alive and at the factory. You're free to stay and watch if you want, but it will be /days/." With that, she disappears.
[21:39] * Scrap follows, flying just above her if there is room.
[21:39] * Strawberry_Daiquiri pulls her pistol out with her tail
[21:39] * North_Star looks where her hoof is pointed, then looks to Toil. Or rather, where Toil was. He sighs and eats the rest of his roll before following Blackberry_Jam.
[21:40] * Snack_Cake hesitates, but takes out her own weapon. This was a dangerous place.
[21:41] * Blackberry_Jam looks at everypony in the group. "Do whatever it takes to get to Hack," is all she says before stepping into the room.
[21:42] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The tunnel stretches out a good distance before they come up on a room. There is a single guard posted outside the door. He appears to be asleep.
[21:43] * North_Star steps beside Blackberry_Jam to get a good look at the single guard.
[21:44] * Scrap looks down at her, he can easily take him out, but will wait for direction.
[21:45] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The guard is dressed in reinforced slaver garb, her head lolling over to the side with a string of drool dangling down nearly to the floor. Her weapon is on the desk in front of her
[21:45] * North_Star is more interested in the weapon, personally.
[21:46] * Blackberry_Jam nods at Scrap, pointing to the guard. She mouths the word "Quietly." to him.
[21:47] * Scrap he mouths. "Kill or put down?"
[21:47] * Blackberry_Jam looks indifferent.
[21:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The large wheelgun, looks just out of her reach, and chambered in .44
[21:49] * Scrap moves forward and precedes to take the guard down as quietly as possible grabbing her gun first, he opts to not kill in case she'll be useful alive, he can always stomp on her throat to finish the job.
[21:51] * Blackberry_Jam doesn't think she'll be much use alive. Slavers probably didn't have any reservations about shooting their own if it meant taking down somepony else.
[21:53] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap savagely pummels her, she collapses to the floor in a crumpled heap, her chest rising shallowly. She never even got her eyes open.
[21:54] * North_Star steps forward, immediately checking the slaver's pockets.
[21:54] * Blackberry_Jam is already moving past her, towards the next room.
[21:54] * Snack_Cake is a little surprised by how harsh Scrap was to the guard... She doesn't like hurting more ponies than they have to.
[21:55] * Scrap follows above Blackberry_Jam.
[21:56] * Strawberry_Daiquiri follows the heard
[21:57] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The slaver's pockets yield 18 caps, a pack of playing cards, 3 Lucky Stripes cigarettes, and a ring of keys.
[21:57] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The door to the next room is locked.
[21:58] * North_Star nabs everything, save for her armor, and sloppily props her back into her sleeping postion with a pat on the head.
[21:58] * Blackberry_Jam motions for North_Star to join her at the door. "Keys." She mutters.
[21:59] * North_Star walks over, passing her both the keys and the cigarettes.
[21:59] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  There is a rumble that anypony with hooves on the ground feels. The faint whisper of a far away explosion reaches their ears.
[22:00] * Blackberry_Jam tosses the cigarettes to the floor and stomps on them with a hindhoof, while slowly finding the right key for the lock.
[22:02] * North_Star sighs. What a waste. He then turns his attention to the .44 revolver now floating about the group.
[22:03] * Blackberry_Jam smokes Mareboro, and Mareboro only. North_Star should know this, if he was actually observant.
[22:07] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Thunder_Strike and Strawberry_Daiquiri can hear the sounds of movement and soft voices on the other side of the door. Scrap notices the slight twitch of the door's handle. The rest are too caught up in magnums, cigarettes, or happy thoughts to notice.
[22:08] * Scrap says quietly, but urgently and points at the door. "Some are coming."
[22:09] * Blackberry_Jam turns her head slightly and nods. "Away from the door!" She hisses, stepping to the side and raising her weapon.
[22:10] * Scrap follows suit, an seudo-ambush sounds like a good idea.
[22:10] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The door swings open revealing a very surprised trooper. "Oh, balls."
[22:11] * North_Star raises his revolver at the trooper. Now was the perfect time for a witty one-liner. "Knock knock."
[22:12] * Blackberry_Jam is going to slap North_Star for that later.
[22:13] * Strawberry_Daiquiri lower her pistol at the trooper.
[22:19] * Scrap doesn't hesitate. He goes right for the lead pony, this time not giving a damn about maintaining life.
[22:24] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The pony in the doorway crumples under the assault, his face pulp. Unlike the slaver outside, he definatly isn't breathing. Him being knocked aside allows the group to see the other half dozen slavers behind him.
[22:26] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Thunder_Strike flitters behind the group, lining up a shot through the door above scrap. She squeezes off four shots.
[22:29] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The slaver in the corner is blasted by all four twinshots. He glows purple and dissolves into ash.
[22:33] * Snack_Cake is a little nervous, but she can't let her friends down! She fires her own shots at the slavers in the room, from behind the group.
[22:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The next nearest slaver past the ash pile is struck by Snack_Cake's last shot. She grunts but doesn't seem too badly hurt.
[22:40] * North_Star takes aim at the slaver just shot by Snack_Cake, squeezing off two shots at her.
[22:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Among the sounds of the firefight, there are screams beyond the doors and to the sides.
[22:46] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star places a shot in her chest and a shot that slides alongside her cheek, tearing free a large divot.
[22:47] * North_Star pulls a third shot at the mare.
[22:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star's third shot adds a second divot below the first, taking a chunk of her cheek with it. She screams.
[22:50] * Snack_Cake stops looking and turns her head away. This is so much worse than those... wild beasts. She doesn't want to see this!
[22:52] * Blackberry_Jam pokes the barrel of her combat shotty around the corner and lets loose three bursts, one at the injured mare, and two at a pony that hasn't been hurt yet.
[22:55] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The slaver mare's head disintegrates in a pink cloud and a spray of grey matter.
[22:58] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam places another pair of shots in another near slaver's head, which soon is no more. The decapitated slaver slumps to the ground, his assault rifle clattering to the ground.
[22:58] * Blackberry_Jam blinks, looking down at the shotgun in her hooves. "Shit..."
[22:59] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The small 'S&S' engraved on the weapon could stand for "Shit, son!"
[23:00] * Strawberry_Daiquiri unloads 5 shots in the nearst slaver
[23:10] * Scrap quickly moves out into the hall. He locks his sights on the nearest still breathing slaver and proceeds to do his usual brutality.
[23:11] <Mister_Clacky|GM> The cloud of lead mostly passes by, but he is stuck by one shot before the gun jams.
[23:12] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  As Scrap moves into the next room, he can see there are mares in the corners that weren't visible from the doorway. They are the sources of the screams.
[23:14] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap beats the nearest slaver to a twitching pulp before he can recover from being shot by Strawberry_Daiquiri .
[23:17] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Thunder_Strike looses another quartet of twin-shots, three connecting to the now staggering slaver.
[23:21] * Snack_Cake tries not to look at the floor. She's shaking a little bit as she lines up more shots at the nearest remaining slaver.
[23:25] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The slaver, finally getting his wits together and raising his weapon after being shot by Thunder_Strike, locks eyes with Snack_Cake. Her shot causes him to flash purple, he disappears in a cloud of ash, his blue eyes fading away.
[23:29] * Snack_Cake squeezes her eyes shut again. She's shaking pretty bad.
[23:31] * North_Star aims at the remaining slaver, taking three shots at the unlucky soul.
[23:32] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The slaver staggers under the barrage.
[23:33] * Blackberry_Jam takes aim with Two Heavens, One Style. She's going to make this hurt.
[23:37] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Two-Heavens, One Style blasts the last slaver in the room to gibs.
[23:38] * Blackberry_Jam moves into the room, to the screaming mares. Stowing her impliment of death, she kneels down next to one.
[23:38] * North_Star gets straight to item number two on the mare saving agenda. Looting the guards.
[23:40] * Scrap looks around before joining North_Star's looting. He'll let Blackberry_Jam and the others deal with reassuring the mares in the corner.
[23:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The mares are chained to the wall by the neck by long chains. The mare Blackberry_Jam approaches covers her face, as if to ward off a blow. She's bruised and her fur is matted with something. "STR3S R3LIeF" has been scrawled above her along the wall. Stains and fluids surround her.
[23:41] * Snack_Cake stands in the doorway, trying to stop her head from swimming. Oh Celestia... He looked right at her. Right into her eyes. Right before... She mutters, "Oh please Celestia... Forgive me..." She's tearing up.
[23:42] * Blackberry_Jam starts looking through the keyrings for something to maybe unlock these collars, ignoring the horrendous spelling on the wall.
[23:45] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The guards are wearing combat armor, while the leader is wearing metal barding. There are two assault rifles, a magic laser rifle, a tommy gun, and two sawed-offs among them. As well as 184 caps.
[23:46] * Scrap takes the metal barding and 50 of the caps.
[23:47] * North_Star gives each weapon a through judging before tucking a sawed-off into a holster, before offering the pile of firearms to the others.
[23:49] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  They are all in good condition (80%)
[23:50] * Blackberry_Jam looks for a way to free these slaves from their shackles.
[23:51] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam, if she indeed has the keyring North_Star found earlier, can find a small key that fits the shackle.
[23:52] * Blackberry_Jam definitely does. "Hold still, we're getting you all out of here."
[23:52] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The mare is curled up defensively.
[23:53] * Blackberry_Jam nudges her gently. "Hey, we're friends. Understand? I'm going to take your collar off now. Can you let me see it?"
[23:54] * Scrap done looting and seeing that no one else is, goes to check on the other mare.
[23:55] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The mare looks over her hoof, but obeys. The second mare cringes at Scraps approach. Her cheeks are wet with fresh tears and matted with other fluids. She turns as he approaches, spreading her legs, flagging her tail, and biting her lower lip against the sobs.
[23:56] * Blackberry_Jam undoes the lock on the collar. "There. Now, do you have a name?"
[23:56] * North_Star packs the unclaimed weapons into his satchel, and goes over to Snack_Cake
[23:57] * Scrap stops and is even more disgusted at the display. He takes a step back. He sounds almost desperate for her to understand. "No no, we're here to free you."
[23:57] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The mare nods. "Lariat."
[23:57] * Strawberry_Daiquiri looks around for any salvage
[23:58] * Blackberry_Jam rises and offers a hoof down to her. "That's a beautiful name. My name's Blackberry, and we're here to rescue you."
[23:58] * Snack_Cake is a little distant and dazed. She takes a few steps into the room, carefully avoiding stepping in anything.
[23:59] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Lariat looks up with not entirely trusting eyes. She looks over to the other mare, still chained and presenting herself, her eyes clenched shut.
[23:59] * North_Star offers a hoof to stabilze Snack_Cake. "Hey, Cap. You don't look so hot."
[00:00] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The room has a few desks. There is a terminal on each.
[00:01] * Blackberry_Jam pulls her to her hooves. "It's okay, really." She says in a soft, reassuring tone. With that, she trots over to Scrap and the other mare, motioning for Lariat to follow.
[00:01] * Scrap looks over at Blackberry_Jam before turning again to mare. "No. Please done do that, I-I'm not going to do that to you." He's unsure if he should stay there, walk away, or move closer to comfort her.
[00:02] <Scrap> Don't*
[00:03] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Lariat speaks softly to the other mare. "It's... alright, I think. They're here to help Chastity. You can open your eyes."
[00:04] * Blackberry_Jam kneels down and gives this second mare a similar treatment. Another beautiful name. "Please, Chastity, just let me see your collar."
[00:04] * Snack_Cake stops as North_Star offers a hoof. She doesn't say anything... just sort of stands there. She's definitely crying now, though.
[00:05] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Chastity lowers her tail and raises her head, turning slightly so Blackberry_Jam can reach the shackle. But she doesn't look at her.
[00:06] * Blackberry_Jam undoes the shackle. "Can you open your eyes, Chastity?"
[00:07] * Scrap takes a couple more steps back. He doesn't loke the memories that this room reminds him of...
[00:07] <Scrap> Like*
[00:07] * North_Star reconized this, Greenhorn after Greenhorn had that same look. "Snack." He says, brushing a tear away. "I know how it feels, killing a pony for the first time."
[00:08] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Chastity's eye slowly opens, still looking as if she is expecting a blow.
[00:09] * Blackberry_Jam has a soft, gentle smile on her face as she tosses the shackle aside. "Blackberry Jam." she says, extending her hoof to Chastity.
[00:11] * Snack_Cake is still shaking. She mutters, "He... he was looking right at me..."
[00:11] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Chastity cringes at the motion at first, but when it halts she stares a moment. It takes her a minute to remember the gesture. She timidly greets your hoof with hers. "Chastity..." The name brings fresh tears.
[00:12] * Blackberry_Jam keeps smiling softly. "Are either of you two hurt? Hungry?"
[00:13] * Scrap not moving forward. "Blackberry_Jam, are they ok?"
[00:14] * Blackberry_Jam is still assessing them, but it's hard to do without touching them.
[00:15] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Lariat answers, "Of course, but we'll live... We were watered... yesterday?"
[00:15] * North_Star sighs. If it was anypony else, he would've told them to shake it off. This was Snack, this was different. He gave Snack a bit of an awkward, one-hooved hug.
[00:16] * Scrap cringes as she says watered, like they were plants and not people.
[00:16] * Blackberry_Jam blinks. Watered... huh. "Right. Well, if you're hurt anywhere specifically, let me know. Till then... there's a pony with us who I'm sure would love to give you some food. Snack, are you..." She sees North_Star and Snack_Cake hugging, and suddenly, it clicks. "Shit."
[00:19] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Lariat drifts over to comfort Chastity. Both of their necks are worn raw from the shackle.
[00:20] * Blackberry_Jam sees them together, and shuffles over to Snack_Cake and North. "Snack, I think these two could use your help... are you... all right?"
[00:20] * Scrap takes a few steps forward, a mix of anger and sadness rising in him.
[00:21] * Snack_Cake sobs and just... throws herself at North_Star. Embracing him and crying into his coat.
[00:22] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  At Scrap's approach, Chastity cringes and Lariat moves protectively in front of her. There's no fight in her eyes, and she doesn't appear to be expecting one. However, she imposes herself between the two.
[00:22] * Blackberry_Jam hangs her head. "Definitely not..."
[00:22] * North_Star looks down at Snack_Cake, then to Blackberry_Jam. "Give her a cry." He adviced, patting her back. "She ain't no Greenhorn no more..."
[00:24] * Blackberry_Jam nods slowly. "She's earned this one..."
[00:25] * Scrap stops again and his ears flatten, he lowers his head to try to appear non-threatening. "I'm not going to hurt either of you. I-I'm sorry about what they did."
[00:26] * Blackberry_Jam edges closer, patting Snack_Cake on the back. "Just let it all out, Snack. All of it."
[00:26] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Lariat takes a step forward. "Then you have a scrap of decency."
[00:28] * Snack_Cake does. There's no way she can stop the tears now. She feels absolutely awful, and doesn't know if she can ever forgive herself.
[00:30] <Scrap> "M-my mother was in your position too, I remember seeing her like that. Only she never had anyone free her until the raiders came." His eyes tear up a bit as his mind drifts back.
[00:31] * North_Star tries to think of something to say to comfort the mare. Lots of things came to mind, they never came to tounge...
[00:32] * Blackberry_Jam doesn't think anything needs to be said, so she doesn't. Instead, she returns to the slaves. She gives North_Star a slight nod in passing.
[00:33] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Lariat's eyes soften slightly. "You have a plan? Escape gets far worse punishment than this..."
[00:33] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Chastity is a ball in the corner behind Lariat.
[00:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM> Thunder_Strike lands near Strawberry_Daiquiri by one of the desks, the terminal casting her in a green light.
[00:39] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Lariat looks over from Scrap to Blackberry_Jam as she approaches.
[00:39] * Blackberry_Jam gives her a nod too. "So... how many others are in here? Do you know?"
[00:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Past that door is a hall. Cells down the hall on the left, that's where Master Hack's other slaves are stored."
[00:42] * Blackberry_Jam smiles. "Well, we're getting them out too. You can count on that."
[00:43] * Scrap nods. "Right."
[00:43] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Her expression is neutral. "You'll need the Master's key."
[00:44] * North_Star looks up from his comforting. "He won't be needing it when we're done with him."
[00:44] * Blackberry_Jam nods to North_Star. "I don't think that'll be an issue."
[00:47] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Chastity somehow manages to become a tighter ball, crying.
[00:47] * Snack_Cake is starting to get ahold of herself. Or at least, she's starting to be able to hold back some of her tears. "I just... I don't know if I can... forgive myself..."
[00:49] * Scrap looks at Chastity then to Lariat and hen back to Chastity, his desire to comfort her on his face, but remains where he is.
[00:49] * North_Star pats the young mare on the head. "The ponies we're fighting have done more wrong than you can do in the rest of your life, Snacky."
[00:49] <Scrap> But he*
[00:50] * Blackberry_Jam looks hopefully at Lariat. "Lariat... can you take care of her for now? At least get her walking... and understanding that we're here to help."
[00:51] * Snack_Cake hugs North_Star a little harder. "B...but they're just ponies..."
[00:52] * North_Star nods. "And they deserve nothing short of the hell we can give."
[00:52] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "She's... new..." She looks over her shoulder. "Poor girl... Master Hack put her here as a reward when the last mare got moved to breeding. Filly was pure..."
[00:52] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "I'll get her moving."
[00:54] * Blackberry_Jam bows slightly, still looking hopeful. "Thank you."
[00:58] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****Session End*****
[00:59] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  1000 xp. +1 karma for North_Star for comforting a Snack_Cake