FoE PNP G-Platypus Session 63

[18:42] <Mister_Clacky|gm>   *****G-Platypus: The City of Broad Withers - Session 63*****
[18:42] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Invisible
[18:43] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  The unknown is the basis of fear.
[18:44] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  When the foal pulls the blanket up over their head at night, to hide and stay safe... being unknown is their hope.
[18:44] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  But what they don't realize is what you can't see /can/ hurt you.
[18:45] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  *****Session Start*****
[18:46] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  The group have made it back to the stairwell with Blackberry finishing bandaging up Blue and setting his ribs. The spotlights on top of the forklift have been broken, leaving the glow of the far terminal the only pitance of light in the storeroom.
[18:47] * North_Star stands guard while Berry works her magic, dust-riddled eyes making blind jabs at the darkness.
[18:47] * Snack_Cake has her Pipbuck light, too!
[18:48] * Thunder_Strike is with berry and blue, she's gotten oddly attached to the critter too, after all her saddle bag is his home.
[18:49] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Snack_Cake's PipBuck lights up Blue as Blackberry finishes up. He gives a pained little hop and lands on Snack_Cake's back, leaning against her head to growl and chirp, his ears swiveling madly.
[18:50] * Thunder_Strike smiles at blue then looks at Snacky. he got really hurt.
[18:51] * Canary keeps the torch held in his tail aloft to spread out its light as much as possible
[18:51] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  There are a few barrels in the stairwell. The occassional scrape sounds from out in the warehouse and Blue looks very aggitated still. The improvised torch Canary holds spills orange light into the stairwell, but doesn't pierce far into the black of the warehouse.
[18:51] * Snack_Cake gives Blue as much of a nuzzle as she can reach with him on her back. "I'm still pretty worried about him..."
[18:52] * Thunder_Strike nods. me too. see. if he wants to go back in my bag.
[18:55] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  The magical bandage Berry wrapped around him, and her efforts, seem to have helped support his ribs. He moves alright, but he's still scuffed and scratched all over from being constricted. He's lively enough to growl out the door at the darkness while his ears and chirps seek out the... things.
[18:56] * North_Star glances back at the critter, stepping back to watch him. "Sniff 'em out, buddy."
[18:57] * Thunder_Strike giggles. ''more like hear them out.''
[18:57] * Scrap watches Blue's attention closely.
[18:58] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blue leans out more over Snack_Cake's head at the bit of urging. He works his senses but doesn't yet bolt out the doorway to hunt.
[18:59] * North_Star replaces a Dragon's Breath shell with a slug, closing the shotgun and keeping the removed shell between his teeth.
[18:59] * Thunder_Strike stands near scrap. imma stick near you. I can't do much in this tight hallway.
[19:00] * Scrap nods to Thunder_Strike. "We'll keep you safe."
[19:01] * Canary keeps out his sidearm, with his bladed hooves also at the ready. He wasn't sure he trusted his slower brush gun against something hard to see and painfully fast.
[19:02] * Thunder_Strike decides to go back to her trusty Bowie knife. since it is useful in small spaces unlike her whip and rifles.
[19:06] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blue twitches, a particular bad abraision on his paw catching his attention. He sweeps his scorpionlike tail around and suckles on the tip. His wounds noticably heal a bit.
[19:08] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blue returns his attention to chirping and listening as somthing catches North_Star's eyes. In the glow of Canary's torch, he can make out what looks like a crease in a barrel off to the right... it could be a trick of depth perception, but it looks like it's in /front/ of the pallet of blue and red barrels.
[19:11] * North_Star points his shotgun at the shape, keeping a close eye on it.
[19:12] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blue locks eyes with the barrel that way and growls, his hackles raising. He makes a cross between a whine and a bark.
[19:13] * Scrap follows his gaze in that direction.
[19:14] * North_Star hears Blue's confirmation, trying to judge the distance between him and his target.
[19:15] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  The pallet of barrels in question is only about 10-15 feet away.
[19:15] * Snack_Cake gives Blue some more nuzzles, to try to calm him a bit.
[19:16] * Thunder_Strike looks at blue then the others an follows the gaze.
[19:28] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  A silent black form attacks from the opposite side of the doorway from where North_Star's and the others attention was drawn. Sicklelike claws slash at North_Star, striking him.
[19:33] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  The black carapace of the vaguely centipede-like creature is already starting to turn to the reds and blues and blacks of the warehouse behind it from the pitch black it was outside the torchlight. It's outline starting to feather as it's body adapts to the light.
[19:35] * Scrap doesn't hesitate after it attacks North_Star, he runs up to give back.
[19:36] * North_Star grunts in pain as the claws dig into his barding. He regains his balance and brings his shotgun up, steadying his aim.
[19:42] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  The attacking monstrosity soon finds itself on the defensive, the barrage of strikes snapping off limbs with gushes of ichor. It backpedals, gravely wounded but still alive.
[19:43] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  The crease against the barrels off to the right shifts, throwing off the blend enough to show the outline of a second creature.
[19:44] * Thunder_Strike moves close to the creature and uses her Bowie knife in a stabbing fashion to try and pierce its armor.
[19:48] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Thunder_Strike darts forward and starts to stab at the creature. Most of the blows deflect off it's heavy armor, but one true strike deflects up between it's segments and into something vital inside. The creature shudders and stills, slumping to the ground heavily.
[19:51] * North_Star brings his aim to the second creature, and sends both shells down the room towards it.
[20:04] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  North_Star blasts the second thing, the bright blast of dragon's breath turning it's carapace white with the shock of the light. Pellets and a slug tear into it while errant shot perforates the barrels behind it. LIquid starts pouring out of the stacked red and blue barrels behind it.
[20:06] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  The liquid splatters the creature, bubbling up and expanding explosively where blue and red mix. It thrashes in the growing foam, it's efforts more and more strained as it's covered.
[20:14] * Snack_Cake takes a few steps back away from the creature, more than a bit intimidated by it. Keeping her Pipbuck light pointed toward the creature as best she can, she scrambles as quick as she can to get out her weapon... She isn't very quick about it, and she very nearly drops it once she does have it, but eventually she has it ready. She activates SATS, and steadies her aim before firing at the creature.
[20:16] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Snack_Cake places a shot centermass. The creature stops its thrashing and stills, quickly being covered in the foam as the chemical mix on top of it.
[20:18] * Snack_Cake frantically looks around, casting her light around and watching for any other... things that want to try and ambush them!
[20:18] * North_Star flicks open his shotgun, both spend shells flying out as he loads two more Dragon's breath rounds.
[20:20] * Scrap continues looking out while covering North_Star. "Are you ok?"
[20:22] * Thunder_Strike looks at scrap then smiles. ''guess I'm not totally useless huh?''
[20:23] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blue seems decidedly less agitated, though he still chirps and his ears swivel about. Canary's improvised torch is starting to burn low.
[20:24] * Scrap blinks at Thunder_Strike. "You've never been useless."
[20:27] * Canary looks around for something else to roll up into a new torch. He still had his lighter
[20:28] <Thunder_Strike> she giggles, ''I meant in tight spaces, I'm pretty useless."
[20:29] * Scrap thinks a moment. "But, you've uses your knife before. You're a capable fighter."
[20:30] * Thunder_Strike smiles, thanks scrap. that means alot.
[20:31] * Snack_Cake slowly steps her way over to Thunder_Strike and Scrap. She's still feeling a little paranoid. "Do you think... there could be any more?"
[20:31] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Canary finds there doesn't seem to be a lot of stuff here that isn't in barrels, all the paperwork and such was up a level.
[20:32] * Thunder_Strike looks at her. ''ask blue.''
[20:32] <Thunder_Strike> she says smiling. ''he can pick then up better.''
[20:34] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blue seems to be less on guard. He flaps his wings and lands on the foam now that the barrels have stopped leaking and its stopped expanding. He scratches his claws against the hard substance.
[20:36] * North_Star plants his shotgun's stock to the ground, using it to keep himself steady while the adrenaline wears off. "Been better.. Where's Berry?" He asks, looking around.
[20:37] * Snack_Cake is hesitant to leave the safety of the stairs... but she's even more concerned about Blue. She very quickly trots over to Blue and scoops him up to put back on her back, before returning to the stairs. "Stay with me, okay Blue? I'm still a little worried..."
[20:38] * Thunder_Strike looks at blue, ''hey Snacky. he did very good right? maybe he deserves a sweet roll?''
[20:40] * Scrap points at Berry for North_Star. "She's with Snack_Cake and Blue."
[20:40] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blackberry_Jam moves up to North_Star with a flat expression. "Always giving me work to do..." She patches North_Star up.
[20:41] * North_Star gives a quiet chuckle. "Nopony else would be willing to get this beat up for you lot."
[20:42] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blue doesn't fight Snack_Cake much, but he does scratch a few times curiously at the now very hard foam he'd landed on. He takes his place on her back and gives a few chirps. He seems very relaxed.
[20:43] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blackberry resists a huff. "Yeah, yeah..." She finishes bandaging him. "You're good to go."
[20:45] * Snack_Cake smiles and Thunder_Strike and nods. "That's a very good idea. He did very good." She noses around in her saddlebags to find a sweetroll for Blue, and offers it to him once she's found one. While she's at it, she gets a little snack for herself, and a drink, too. "Is... anypony hungry?"
[20:46] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blue grabs the sweetroll in his claws, nibbling the sweet pastry slowly. He likes them better than the radroaches earlier.
[20:47] * Scrap smiles at Snack_Cake. "Could I have something?"
[20:47] * Thunder_Strike has pulled out and apple and a bottle of water.
[20:48] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Canary figures about the only thing potentially flammable would be the foam or gotten from another trip up to B1
[20:49] * Canary frowns, then looks to North_Star, "SHould we go make another torch, or do we have enough light?"
[20:50] * North_Star looks at Canary. "I'd like a torch. You and I can fire and hold a light at the same time.
[20:51] * Canary nods, "Then we should head back up a level and make a couple more."
[20:51] * North_Star nods in return, standing up. "Thanks, Doc." He said as he started back up the stairs.
[20:51] * Snack_Cake nods and offers Scrap a Sparkle-Cola, and asks, "What kind of snack would you like? I have cakes, sweetrolls, sugar bombs..."
[20:52] * Thunder_Strike smiles. then goes back to the others. though she sticking near scrap trying to build confidence around stallions again.
[20:53] * Canary followsNorth_Star
[20:53] * Scrap licks his lips and takes the cola. "Uh, I'll have just a cake. I don't need to waste your better stuff."
[20:54] * North_Star reaches the floor above and heads for the pile of wood, looking for a suitable torch.
[20:55] * Snack_Cake waves a hoof. "Nonsense. I have plenty. Tell me what you want!"
[20:56] * Canary pulls out his lighter, and looks aorund at the available materials, wondering how many they could make so they wouldn't have to keep treking up and down
[20:56] * Thunder_Strike sits down beside Scrap, then eats her apple and drinks her water.
[20:57] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Canary and North_Star can find plenty of boards from the crates and paper products to make torches. This level is packed with ready torch materials.
[20:57] * Scrap smiles. "What's a sugar bomb then?"
[20:57] * Canary looks to North_Star, "We should take a few each so we don't have to keep coming back up when they burn out."
[20:58] * North_Star weighs six good boards in his hooves, judging their weight.
[21:00] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  A torch, all told, would weigh maybe a pound or two.
[21:01] * North_Star can't carry many torches, Canary would have to carry the bulk of them.
[21:01] * Snack_Cake smiles. "It's a breakfast cereal! Here, try!" She takes out a box for him.
[21:01] * Canary has lots of room to carry stuff; makes a dozen torches.
[21:02] * North_Star takes three for himself.
[21:02] * Canary lights one and heads back towards the stairs
[21:02] <Canary> *with the torch held in his tail
[21:02] * Thunder_Strike nibbles her apple while sitting beside a stallion.
[21:03] * North_Star lights a torch off of Canary's and holds it in his tail as well, following.
[21:04] * Scrap takes some and tries it. "That's really good!" He starts eating more.
[21:05] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Thunder_Strike, focusing on the taste of her apple, hears what she thinks sounds like a soft sob.
[21:05] * Thunder_Strike ears twitch and she looks around. ''any pony hear that?''
[21:06] * Snack_Cake keeps smiling. "I'm glad you like them!"
[21:08] * Scrap answers with a mouthful. "'ere wha'"
[21:08] <Scrap> ?*
[21:09] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Thunder_Strike catches the sound again, a young voice crying pitifully. The weak sobs of a pony who's wailed themselves out. It's coming from over by Snack_Cake.
[21:10] * Thunder_Strike stands up and walks towards the source near Snacky. she ease snack out of her way. listening intently to find the source of the sobs.
[21:11] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Thunder_Strike hears it behind her when she passes Snack_Cake. It confuses her for a moment before it dawns on her it must be coming from Snack_Cake's PipBuck.
[21:12] * Snack_Cake glances at Thunder_Strike as she walks by her. She gives a curious look. "Something going on, Thunder?"
[21:12] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  North_Star and Canary stand on the B1 landing, the torchlight illuminating the stairs back down, the stairs up are still hidden behind a dividing wall.
[21:13] * Thunder_Strike looks confused a moment now that it's behind her, then turns and looks at snack cake. she moves closer and listens then locate it at the pipbuck. ''snarky hold your pipbuck out.
[21:14] * North_Star leads the way down stairs, fishing his revolver from it's holster and hanging it on the string keeping his ear pouch around his neck.
[21:15] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  North_Star lights the way downstairs, his torch lighting the landing with the rest of the group again.
[21:15] * Canary pulls his pistol back out, torch held aloft in his tail.
[21:17] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Canary gets himself situated, still on the B1 landing above the rest of the group .
[21:17] * Snack_Cake gives Thunder_Strike a confused look, but holds her Pipbuck out for Thunder_Strike.
[21:17] * Scrap watches the mares and keeps eating.
[21:18] * Thunder_Strike looks to see if anything is on the screen. ''you seriously don't hear that Snacky? there's crying coming through it.
[21:18] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Holding up the PipBuck and focusing on it, the pair can hear the soft crying coming through the speaker.
[21:24] <Mister_Clacky|gm> North_Star comes down to see Snack_Cake and Thunder_Strike looking intently at her PipBuck, Scrap  is nearby eating cereal while Blackberry toys with an unlit cigarette
[21:24] * Snack_Cake frowns and checks the Pipbuck to see if she can find out what the crying is coming from.
[21:25] * Scrap keeps watching the mares curiously. The crunching of the cereal is preventing him from hearing the sobbing.
[21:26] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Snack_Cake fiddles with the PipBuck a minute, getting the weak sobbing to come in a little louder. It seems it picked up a transmission on scan and managed to hold the signal.
[21:28] * Snack_Cake glances up at Thunder_Strike. "It's some kind of... radio signal, or something. Somepony is broadcasting it..."
[21:29] * Thunder_Strike looks at her. ''any idea where from?'' she asks curiously then glances at blue. how you feeling bud?m'
[21:30] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blue curls up with relative indifference, still a bit sore.
[21:30] * Snack_Cake shakes her head. "It can't be too far, since we can hear it... but I can't really say where it's coming from."
[21:32] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  The voice is definitly very young, a filly at best guess with the clearer signal.
[21:33] * Thunder_Strike looks at it for a minute then thinks. ''wonder if its the captured ponys?'' she asks before opening her saddle bag that he likes to be in for him to get in if he wants.
[21:34] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Canary joins the group on the B2 landing, finding Thunder_Strike and Snack_Cake fiddling with the latters PipBuck.
[21:34] * Canary looks at the Pipbuck with renewed curiosity, "What are you up to there?"
[21:35] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Blue seems content to lay on Snack_Cake's back, his wounds and recent experience with crushing probably making the prospect of being in something less... appealing
[21:36] * Scrap stops eating when he hears the sobbing and just watches. If someone needs help, maybe they can.
[21:37] * Snack_Cake frowns at Canary. "Somepony's crying... over the radio." She glances back to Thunder_Strike, looking worried. "It sounds like a filly."
[21:37] * Canary tilts his head, "Why would somepony cry over the radio? Shouldn't they call for help instead?"
[21:39] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  Looking closely Snack_Cake can see it's coming over a Prism frequency, like when she talks with TOM.
[21:40] * Thunder_Strike flips it closed and looks back at Snacky
[21:41] * North_Star looks over at Canary. "Perhaps they don't know they're on the air waves."
[21:41] * Thunder_Strike ''or maybe it's a trap? like someone wants us to hear it?
[21:43] * Snack_Cake hesitates a moment before trying to see if she can use the PCI broadcaster to broadcast back.
[21:45] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  There's a sniffle on the other end of the radio and a weak. "H-Hello?"
[21:50] * Snack_Cake calls back. "...Hello? Can you hear me?"
[21:51] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  A hint of optimism seeps into the voice. "Y-yes. Yes. I can... Help me... Please..."
[21:51] <Mister_Clacky|gm> *****Session End*****
[21:52] <Mister_Clacky|gm>  1000 xp. Snack_Cake gains +2 karma for food sharing and being nice to radio fillies. Thunder_Strike gains +1 karma for pointing out the sad sounds.