FoE PNP G-Platypus Session 47

[18:33] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****G-Platypus: The City of Broad Withers - Session 47*****
[18:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM> Transformation.
[18:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  There is an old saying. "The more things change, the more things stay the same."
[18:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM> It's a bullshit saying.
[18:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM> The more things change, the more things change.
[18:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM> Change is the only constant. When things stop changing, they stop being.
[18:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Perhaps our wastelanders can find a way to adapt and continue to be. Or... perhaps not...
[18:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM> *****Session Start*****
[18:37] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap and North_Star_ are leaving the clinic as Snack_Cake goes with Thunder_Strike to find a quiet spot to make louder. Blackberry_Jam is trying to come to grips with the new shit on her old plate.
[18:39] * Blackberry_Jam is heavily considering dumping her plate in the garbage and putting it up on the shelf. She tosses and turns in her sleep.
[18:39] * Scrap quickly leaves the clinic and looks at North_Star_ before Caboose can question further.
[18:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam's dreams come in fits, short vignettes ranging the spectrum from pleasant to horrifying.
[18:42] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ and Scrap part company with the Sheriff when they leave the Clinic, Caboose heading back toward the gatehouse.
[18:44] * North_Star_ starts back towards the gatehouse. "Sorry about that, didn't expect to see Sheriff over there."
[18:45] * Blackberry_Jam jolts awake, almost falling out of the bed. She hadn't even been asleep that long... She needed a cigarette.
[18:47] * Scrap doesn't say anything, he just follows North_Star_. He quickly realizes that he's not wearing anything and feels very naked. Though in this body, there's nothing to hide anymore.
[18:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The garage, when North_Star_ and Scrap get to is, is slightly ajar. The deputies hardly turn to look as the pair slide open the door.
[18:48] * Snack_Cake brings Thunder to spend some time at Toil's place. It feels like ages since she's seen her, and she's sure Toil will welcome the company!
[18:50] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  It's a pretty long climb up to the 14th floor of the apartment, but Snack_Cake and Thunder don't run into any trouble along the way.
[18:52] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake can hear the faint sound of... something... a voice maybe? She can't hear well enough to tell.
[18:52] * North_Star_ pokes his head into the garage, taking a quick look around.
[18:53] * Snack_Cake calls out. "Toil! Are you here?"
[18:54] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ finds the inside of the massive train garage to be half full of train cars. He notices a line of cars neatly lined up to one side with padlocks on the doors.
[18:56] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake hears a definite voice say something. It could have been 'Come in.' Maybe...
[18:56] * North_Star_ sighs, stepping inside to let Scrap through the door. "I hope this thing is easy to find..."
[18:57] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam is clammy from her short, dreamfilled nap. Otherwise none the worse for wear.
[18:58] * Blackberry_Jam takes a few deep, cleansing breaths... and lights a fresh cigarette. "Fuck today..." She mutters, looking at the empty railcar in front of her.
[18:58] * Scrap follows North_Star_ in, still not saying anything.
[18:59] * Snack_Cake tugs Thunder inside with her. "I'm here with Thunder! It feels like it's been so long since we've been here!"
[18:59] * North_Star_ starts walking for the line of cars, looking for some decerning markings, or something.
[19:00] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam finds the car to be better stocked than the last time she'd been here, but no real change.
[19:01] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ doesn't find any markings, but the locks are all different. Only three of them require a key. The rest have tumblers.
[19:03] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake and Thunder_Strike unleash a wave of music as they push the door open. An old record player is pumping out an energetic song the mare inside is singing to... poorly. "Shake, shake, shake~ Shake your BOOTY~!"
[19:03] * North_Star_ takes the key out of the pocket of his satchel, looking for a zebra-ish lock, or any kind of clue.
[19:05] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The key opens the second padlock.
[19:05] * Blackberry_Jam lays back, sighing softly. She was ready to give up, give in, and cash out. She looks to her weapon and armor... Maybe she should just give them back to Slash. He'd make better use of it than she would.
[19:05] * Snack_Cake is a little confused by Toil's taste in music. "Uh... hello?"
[19:06] * Scrap stands next to North_Star_ as he opens it.
[19:06] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil dances around her slightly-more-furnished apartment. Her eyes are screwed shut as she sings into the backend of a feather duster. Another pair of them dance around bookself. More odd is the black and white outfit she's wearing.
[19:07] * North_Star_ unlocks the lock, passing the key back to Scrap before pushing the car's door open.
[19:08] * Blackberry_Jam tumbles out of bed and goes to Kaching's. For the first time in a long time, she was going there not to buy cigarettes, but to talk.
[19:10] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ and Scrap can see inside the storage car several large trunks and chests. The largest stands taller than a pony reared up an pretty wide and deep as well. It has a nameplate that reads 'Mganga'. A large chest to the other side reads 'father.' There are several smaller boxes and crates around with no labels.
[19:12] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The door chimes as Blackberry_Jam enters. "Welcome to Kaching's Kolle... Oh, hello." Kaching offers a fair attempt at a friendly smile. He's a bit wary of Blackberry_Jam after some of their prior dealings.
[19:13] * Blackberry_Jam forces as much of a smile as she can. "I... I need a favor." Four words she hoped she'd /never/ have to say to Kaching.
[19:13] * North_Star_ climbs into the car, knocking on one or two of the unmarked crates with a hoof.
[19:13] * Scrap takes the key and looks inside. That's a lot of stuff. "How much of that did he give you?"
[19:13] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil's wearing a little white frilly hat just behind her horn. A white apron covers the black and white dress. The dress itself is cut rather short, the black fishnet stocking rising up to mid thigh joining a pair of white silk panties that almost /glow/.
[19:14] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ finds that most of the crates sound pretty full of something. They don't ring hollow.
[19:15] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Kaching's smile turns a bit more real. "What do you need?"
[19:16] * North_Star_ blinks twice. "I don't completely remember. I remember the words 'help yourself' being spoken."
[19:17] * Blackberry_Jam trots up to the counter and rests her hooves on it. "I don't expect you to have one, but... I'm looking for a... A..." She leans in, the closest she's ever gotten to him.
[19:22] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Kaching inhales, through his nose... it's completely not a sniff. Not at all... Not a deep smell of the clean scent of mare at all. He smiles. "I've got one. G-String doesn't stay taut though."
[19:24] * Blackberry_Jam frowns a little, but hides the rest of her feelings of being completely weirded the fuck out. "That'll be fine. How much?"
[19:25] * Snack_Cake smiles a bit. She's cleaning! That makes sense. "Oh! Do you need any help? I'm sure we could get this done much quicker together!"
[19:28] * North_Star_ rests a hoof on a chest lid, "Well, would you rather go wake up Berry or see what all is in here?"
[19:30] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Kaching thinks. "It's really rather beat up... just taking up space in the back. Thirty caps."
[19:33] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil turns, just now noticing Thunder_Strike and Snack_Cake there. Her face goes from shock to a happy smirk. "Snacky! Thunder! Glad you stopped in! Do you like my bookshelf? I got some things from one of my safehouses."
[19:34] * Blackberry_Jam takes out the two magazines of Beanbag rounds that Slash gave her. "Would these cover it?"
[19:37] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Kaching picks up tha magazines. "Don't normally deal in weapons... but yeah. These will do." He goes to the back and comes out with a ratty looking guitar bag. The guitar inside is servicable, but in bad shape.
[19:40] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Kaching smiles, his mustache arcing up in a crescent. "You know, I'm pretty good with g-strings if you want me put a hoof to it." He waggles his eyebrows.
[19:41] * Scrap 's ears flatten. "She prpbably doesn't want to see me."
[19:41] <Scrap> probably*
[19:42] * North_Star_ nods. "It's best if we give her a bit of space," With that, he opened a random chest, peaking inside.
[19:42] * Snack_Cake smiles and goes to check out the bookshelf! "A bookshelf? What books do you have? Anything extra fun?"
[19:43] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil gives an embarassed little laugh. "Well... it /was/ a booze shelf... I'll have to do some hunting to find some actual books..."
[19:44] * Blackberry_Jam immediately says "No." She is, however, pleased to see it comes with a bag. Slinging it over her back, she trots out. "Thanks, Kaching... You're not so bad."
[19:45] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Kaching, through force of will and familiarity with the sensation, doesn't let his smile faulter. "Some mares have even called me adequate." He chuckles as Blackberry_Jam clears the door.
[19:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The first chest has an assortment of surgical impliments as well as some basic supplies.
[19:49] * North_Star_ closes the chest, "We'll save that for the clinic." He pointed out, moving over to another unmarked container.
[19:50] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ sees four more unmarked containers. The next one is a crate, nailed shut. There are two more crates and a metal toolbox.
[19:51] * North_Star_ knocks on the lid of the crate and looks to the other crates.
[19:51] * Blackberry_Jam takes a slow walk back to the car and slides the door closed. She takes the thing out of the case and admires it with a sigh.
[19:51] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The crates all look nailed shut. They don't sound hollow, the knocking is muffled.
[19:52] * North_Star_ sighs, deciding to check out the toolbox.
[19:53] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam finds little to be admired. The guitar is beat up and abused, circular burns adorn the face where someone expunged several packs worth of cigarettes against it. The body is, however, intact, and it's nearly in tune. Except for a very slack and flat g-string.
[19:53] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ finds the toolbox to be fuilled with tools. An assortment of wrenches, screwdrivers, hammers, and crowbars.
[19:54] * North_Star_ smiles at the sight of crowbars, he takes one in his tail and turns back to the crates.
[19:55] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The first crate North_Star_ opens is full of shredded paper.
[19:55] * Scrap watches North_Star_ and looks around a little, getting used to this new, wierd sight he now has.
[19:55] * Snack_Cake thinks for a moment. "Well, I have a book, maybe you could put that on your shelf?" She starts looking through her saddlebags. "It's, 'The Tale of Nightmare Moon'!"
[19:58] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The dim interior is soothing for Scrap to look at, the colors muted. He can see North_Star_ working on a crate as well as the large chest labled 'Father.' As he looks around he spies the very large trunk, the front half of a smiling zebra mare standing partially inside the closed trunk.
[19:59] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil smiles. "Levitating the book from Snack_Cake and placing it on a shelf. It looks a little lonely, but Toil beams. "It's /officially/ a bookshelf!"
[19:59] * North_Star_ prods the crowbar into the shredded paper, testing if anything was in there.
[19:59] * Snack_Cake giggles a bit. "And it's a very nice bookshelf, too!"
[20:00] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil looks back at the pair of mares with a grin. "Thank you. Were you serious about helping clean?"
[20:01] * Blackberry_Jam frowns a little and examines the tuning bits. What exactly is wrong with this thing? She strums it experimentally.
[20:01] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_, with his quick reflexes, manages to not even scratch the delicate vase carefully packed in the crate with the crowbar.
[20:02] * Scrap tilts his head. That's an interesting picture to have on it. He steps closer to the crate, to get a closer look.
[20:02] * North_Star_ pulls the crowbar back with a small noise of indifference. "Feels big." He replaced the lid to the crate and moved to the third one.
[20:03] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The zebra mare giggles with no noise, walking through and into the trunk.
[20:04] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ has two more crates to go, the next one has a complicated looking contraption carefully packed away.
[20:04] * Scrap stops. That picture moved! He loks at North_Star_. "Did you see her?"
[20:05] <Scrap> looks*
[20:07] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam, with a bit of fiddling, can figure out the tuning nob just isn't staying tight. It could be easily jury rigged or the nob could be replaced. It wouldn't look pretty to just slap a bolt in there, but it would be functional.
[20:07] * Snack_Cake nods. "We wanted to come say hi, and it will give us an excuse to stay longer and catch up!"
[20:09] * Blackberry_Jam knows a buck who can help her with that. Rolling up the sleeve on her hoodie, she rubs her tattoo softly.
[20:09] * North_Star_ closes the lid on the third crate. "What? Berry?"
[20:09] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil trots a bit farther into the apartment. "Sounds fun, but you need to dress apropriate for the work. Luckily I've got a trunkful of goodies you two can go through." She smiles and beckons Snack_Cake and Thunder_Strike farther in.
[20:10] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam hears heavy hooffalls heading toward their railcar. There is soon a knock at the door.
[20:11] * Scrap looks back at the crate. "No, that mare that went into that crate."
[20:11] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap points at the very large trunk. THere is one generic looking crate left unopened.
[20:12] * North_Star_ blinks. "I... Didn't see a mare. Maybe...
[20:12] <~Blackberry_Jam> "It's open." She calls, strumming softly.
[20:13] * Scrap looks confused. Maybe it was his new eyes. "But, I saw a zebra mare go into it."
[20:14] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The door into the railcar opens and Slash sticks in his head. He smiles. "Hey, ya rang, roight?"
[20:15] * North_Star_ tilts his head, leaning on the unopened crate. "Most zebras can see past the.. Mortal coil. Remember that fuss over the bunker near the Stable?"
[20:17] * Snack_Cake gives Toil an odd look. "Uh... if you say so...?" She follows.
[20:18] <Scrap> "My Master said he could see things. Everything already looks different from before."
[20:19] * North_Star_ nods. "Maybe you've already made friends with sompeony from beyond. Let
[20:19] <North_Star_> *Let's get that chest open, maybe there's something important in there."
[20:19] * Scrap nods. "Ok."
[20:19] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil looks over her shoulder with a mischievious glint in her eye. "I do say so." She looses a madcap fit of giggles as she throws open a large closet. An empty trunk sits nearby and an impressive wardrobe hands within. She pulls out an outfit like hers and tosses it at Thunder_Strike. "One for you and..." Her head dissappears, her rump bouncing, as she digs in the back.
[20:21] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash enters the railcar proper, ducking his head and walking over toward Blackberry_Jam
[20:24] * Blackberry_Jam smiles up at him. "Got a project for you... And something I need to talk about."
[20:25] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash smiles. "I got a project for you and you're friends too. Nothin' needs to be done til tomorrow at least, though. Whatcha got for me?"
[20:26] * Thunder_Strike is absolutely entrance by the sexy mare in a maid outfit that only another made outfit covering her face and obstructin her view blocks it off. ''huh? what wa I doing again?
[20:27] * Blackberry_Jam nods slowly. "This guitar here. The G-String isn't staying tuned. It's an easy fix, I think."
[20:28] <Thunder_Strike> intranced*
[20:30] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil disappears into the closet, her head sticking back out a moment later. Her horn is lit and a poofy but short white skirt floats free. It's a bit bigger in the hips that what she threw at Thunder_Strike. "Just need an apron and stocking now, Snacky!" She smiles and disappears back into the closet.
[20:31] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash looks at the guitar. "Yeah, easy fix. It'll take longer to walk to the shop and back." He gives a confident smirk.
[20:32] * North_Star_ puts both hooves on the lid of the chest and pushes it open with a grunt.
[20:33] * Thunder_Strike takes the outfit from her face an looks around and blushes at Snack_Cake
[20:33] * Blackberry_Jam raises a brow. "I figured I could get a house call?"
[20:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ flips a couple latches and starts to push. The trunk opens out like a pair of double doors. The first thing they see is a marequin standing reared up in a fighting stance. Steel glints on it's forehooves and it's wearing a suit of stylized armor.
[20:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash smiles. "Yeah, I can do that. Lemme run and get what I need tool wise. I'll tell Slag I'm out for the evening too, while I'm there, roight?"
[20:36] * North_Star_ looks up and down at the armor, whistling. "Fan-cee."
[20:37] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Several more ballistic articles of clothing fly from the closet and land on Snack_Cake
[20:37] * Snack_Cake giggles a bit at Thunder_Strike. "It may be a little weird... but it might be fun." She nudges Thunder_Strike. "Go on! Try it on." She starts doing the same with what Toil tosses her way.
[20:38] * Scrap stares at the armor. Impressive. "Yeah." He puts his hooves on the edge of the crate to get a closer look.
[20:38] * Blackberry_Jam smiles, giving a happy nod. "Roight.'
[20:39] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ notices on the inside of the 'door' are several photos.
[20:39] * North_Star_ also brings his hooves to the edge of the chest, getting a better look at the photos.
[20:40] * Scrap is too impressed by the armor to notice.
[20:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil has tossed Snack_Cake an almost full outfit. The black skirt, a frilly white apron, a cute little lacy hat, tall white stockings and pink underwear. Thunder_Strike's set is similar, but with a top to match the skirt and the undergarments in a robin's ege blue.
[20:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash leans in and gives Blackberry_Jam a quick peck on the nose before heading off to get supplies.
[20:43] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap can see the armor is built differently than Equestrian designs. More armor on the belly  and haunches due to the wearer spending more time reared up. It's covered in glyphs and unfamiliar symbols.
[20:44] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ can see the lowers picture is of a zebra mare, a nearly concealed smile on her lips. She's wearing the armor. Beside her is a young stallion, his hindquarter a riot of spots and spotches instead of stripes.
[20:44] * Blackberry_Jam smiles at him, returning to her strumming.
[20:45] * Scrap smiles at the armor. It would be perfect for him. He looks at North_Star_. "He said we could have anything from here?"
[20:45] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The photo above is of a different mare, a broad smile on her lips and a pose that manages to seem energetic even frozen in time. There's a young dour looking zebra mare beside her. There are several more photos like it climbing up the inside of the wall.
[20:47] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash returns a short time later with a small bag of tools. He sets up at a well lit counter and starts to work on the guitar.
[20:48] * North_Star_ looks between the photos and the armor, "Interesting..."
[20:49] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The zebras change in the photos, but the elder is always wearing the armor.
[20:49] * Blackberry_Jam flops back on the bed. "So... Scrap... Isn't dead." She eventually says.
[20:50] * North_Star_ steps back, looking at the armor. "Family armor, must've been passed down from Splotches' folks.."
[20:50] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash tilts his head, pausing in his work. "He... isn't?"
[20:50] * Thunder_Strike smiles then puts on the outfit and looks somewhat adorable.
[20:51] * Scrap follows North_Star_'s gaze to the photos. "Hey, that's her. That's the mare I saw."
[20:52] * North_Star_ nods. "Must reconize family.." He reaches over, tapping the middle of the armor with a hoof.
[20:53] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The mare in the picture winks.
[20:54] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Thunder_Strike finds the outfit a little tight, but in a good way. Snack_Cake slips into the outfit given her as well.
[20:54] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The panties thrown to Snack_Cake are a pleasant shade of pink.
[20:55] * Scrap looks at the wink and then back at the armor. "I think... she want me to have it?"
[20:55] * Snack_Cake thinks they match her coat very well!
[20:55] * Blackberry_Jam shakes her ehad, turning away a little. "No. He isn't. It's... hard to explain... but, I guess I can put it like this... Splotches gave his own life for Scrap's."
[20:56] * North_Star_ looks over at Scrap. "If you say so, try it on."
[20:58] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash is still obviously confused. "But... ... Wasn't he... Splotches is here, yeah?"
[20:58] * Scrap climbs into the crate, practically jumping into it. He quickly takes the armor off of the marequid, excited to try it on.
[20:59] * North_Star_ raises a hoof, "Take it easy. Make sure it's on right." He advises, helping Scrap get the armor free of it's stand.
[21:00] * Blackberry_Jam shakes her head again. "I didn't believe in spirits before this... I still don't want to... But the Splotches walking around town right now... Is Scrap." She says, biting her lip.
[21:01] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The armor isn't the easiest to get on, but having been passed through so many hooves, it has a lot of room for adjustments. It takes a while to get it comfortable.
[21:02] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash blinks... slowly... "Seriously?"
[21:03] * Scrap smiles wide once they get it on well enough. He bounces a little, feeling its weight. It feels good.
[21:03] * Blackberry_Jam looks Slash in the eye, tears rimming her brilliant sapphires. "I wouldn't lie to you."
[21:04] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash crosses the distance and sweeps her up in a hug. "I know ya wouldn't. That's... just... yeah."
[21:05] * North_Star_ gives the armor a testing thump on the side. "How's it feel?"
[21:05] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The armor is very light and supple, but it covers well. All that's left on the marequin are the strange weapons.
[21:07] * Thunder_Strike thinks they match her perfectly too. she has started to stare at both toil and Snack_Cake now.
[21:07] * Scrap 's still grins as he goes for the weapons next. "Great!"
[21:07] * North_Star_ smiles and nods in approval as he turns his attention to the weapons as well.
[21:07] * Blackberry_Jam hugs back as much as she can muster, which isn't much. "It's awful..."
[21:09] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Thunder_Strike, in her staring, can't help but miss those shear pink panties and how it seems darker in the center... more in line with her coat... As Snack_Cake models Thunder_Strike comes to the realization not all of the garment is there...
[21:09] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap can see the weapons are heavy shoes, supports running up to the fetlocks to hold what looks like retractable blades or claws.
[21:10] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash squeezes Blackberry_Jam tight enough for both of them. "He was a good stallion... a good friend..."
[21:10] * Scrap 's grin only widens as he takes them of the marequin.
[21:11] * North_Star_ whistles again to show how impressed he is. "Not bad."
[21:11] * Blackberry_Jam squirms out of the hug. "He... yeah."
[21:14] * Blackberry_Jam lowers her head, burying it in her lovers chest. She just wants to stay there forever... maybe she will.
[21:15] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash keeps his hoof on her back, rubbing gently. "He just... gave it to him?"
[21:15] * Blackberry_Jam gives another slow nod. "Yes..."
[21:16] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash sighs. "Sounds like him..."
[21:16] * Scrap gets the weapons on. He plays with the retractable claws.
[21:21] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil comes out of the closet. "You two look nice. Perfect for some cleaning."
[21:22] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap finds the weapons expertly balanced.
[21:23] * Blackberry_Jam says very quietly. "It sounds like both of them..."
[21:24] * Thunder_Strike blushes and moves closer to Snack_Cake. she stops then shakes her head. ''you did that on purpose toil. giving Snack_Cake crotch less panties.'' she says blushing heavily
[21:25] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil brings a hoof to her chin. "Who? Me? On purpose? Do what?" She hides a smirk. "Certainly not... and if I did, how would you know?"
[21:26] * Snack_Cake suddenly blushes a lot when she hears Thunder_Strike say that. "You... they... what...?" She's /very/ embarrassed now.
[21:26] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil shakes her head. "I'm sure I didn't... Turn around, lets make sure."
[21:27] * North_Star_ rests a hoof on Scrap's new weapons. "Easy there, Bucko. Save it for somepony who deserves it."
[21:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash places a gentle kiss on the top of Blackberry_Jam's head. "I'm sure he had his reasons. He wasn't reckless... or stupid... just big-hearted... yeah?"
[21:30] * Scrap grins at North_Star_. "They're perfect."
[21:32] * Blackberry_Jam isn't even sure how to answer that. "It doesn't matter..."
[21:32] * Snack_Cake blushes more. She shakes her head! There's no way she's turning around if that's what she's wearing! She takes them off instead.
[21:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil pouts. "Oh, don't be like that. Thunder_Strike was having fun looking at those." She sticks out her bottom lip. "I'll switch you if you like."
[21:34] * North_Star_ gives Scrap a smile. "I'm sure Splotches is glad to know that, now let's see the rest of his gifts."
[21:37] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash wraps Blackberry_Jam back up in another hug. "We've lost a good friend... but you got one back, yeah? Young bucks got a second chance, roight? Doc musta knew what he was doing... had his reasons."
[21:38] * Snack_Cake gives them back to Toil. "Only if they're... normal ones."
[21:39] * Scrap smiles and nods at North_Star_.
[21:39] * Blackberry_Jam shakes her head. "It's... No! Ponies aren't supposed to get second chances... It's not right, okay, Slash? It's absolutely fucked up!"
[21:39] * North_Star_ looks at the rest of the inventory, twirling the crowbar with his tail.
[21:39] * Thunder_Strike giggles and hugs Snack_Cake. ''why so embarrassed? your completely naked now.'' she says teasing her. it feels good to be able to relax again.
[21:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil gives an exaggerated sigh. "Fine, normal it is. We'll switch." She turns around and slowly starts to slide down the bright white panties she's wearing.
[21:43] * Snack_Cake hugs Thunder_Strike back. "Still... they're not supposed to be for wearing outside of... you know..."
[21:45] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash nods. "Yeah... it is. It's not natural, roight? It's wrong and freaky... but damn if there isn't a lot of wrong and freaky shit out there, yeah?"
[21:47] * Blackberry_Jam grits her teeth. "That doesn't make it right. There's no 'but'... It's just... wrong."
[21:49] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil, with expert precision, flings her panties onto Snack_Cake's nose. Her smell is heavy on them, she was dancing excitedly earlier afterall. She starts to immodestly slip into the pink panties to complete the exchange.
[21:49] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash nods. "Lotta wrong out here, roight?"
[21:49] * Thunder_Strike nods at her then looks at toil and giggles. ''nice try.''
[21:50] * North_Star_ turns his attention to the other marked chest, starting to open it.
[21:50] * Blackberry_Jam nods her head slowly. "Remember what you said, all those nights ago? That... maybe I should settle down? Stay here, with you?"
[21:50] * Snack_Cake is suddenly a lot less comfortable about this exchange. She hesitantly puts them on. At least she knows these are less... you know.
[21:51] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash nods. "I do. You're always welcome here, Love."
[21:52] * Thunder_Strike looks at Snack_Cake . ''would you rather wear mine?m'
[21:52] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ opens the chest labled 'Father'. to find some simple saddlebags and a flak vest. There's also a long case.
[21:53] * Blackberry_Jam smiles faintly. She speaks very quietly."I think... I think I'd like to do that. The town is out a proper, trained doctor now... You all will need all the help you can get."
[21:53] * North_Star_ picks up the saddlebags, looking them over.
[21:54] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash squeezes Blackberry_Jam. "I'd love that, yeah? If you're sure... It seems like they might need ya more..."
[21:55] * Blackberry_Jam 's smile turns to a frown quickly. "They don't."
[21:56] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ finds two small cases, a dozen syringe like things in each. In the other are a dozen cylinders, threaded on the end.
[21:57] * North_Star_ sets them down. "I know where those can go.." He picks up the flak vest, weighing it in his hooves.
[21:57] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash sighs. "I find that hard to believe. I've traveled with ya a bit, yeah? I know they need ya."
[22:00] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil looks at Snack_Cake expectantly. "You know, it's usually customary in these kinda swaps to do the removing for the other mare. Just saying. That's kinda the etiquette. So ifyou and Thunder_Strike wanna switch..."
[22:02] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The flak vest is rather light in North_Star_'s hooves. It doesn't seem like it would give much more than token protection.
[22:05] * Snack_Cake is practically mortified. She stammers, "I... uh... Only if... you really want to... Thunder...!"
[22:06] * North_Star_ gives the flak a thump, testing it's strength.
[22:06] * Blackberry_Jam sighs too. "They... I've said it before... They've turned to me as a leader... only to ignore me when it suits them. I can't even /look/ at Splo- Scrap anymore... North is too thick to listen... Snack and Thunder... I just...
[22:06] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The flak jacket is in good condition, it's solid.
[22:10] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash brings his hoof under Blackberry_Jam's chin, tilting her head up to meet his eye. "If they walked outta here, and never came back... or only one... or two... would you be alright? It... gets to me... when you're gone... and there's only one of you to worry about."
[22:11] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil grins like the cat that ate the canary. "Well, let her at them Thunder_Strike."
[22:15] * Blackberry_Jam closes her eyes and turns away. "I...  I can't do this... Not with... not with /him/ there..."
[22:16] * North_Star_ sets the jacket with the saddlebags, picking up the long case.
[22:16] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The case has several latches.
[22:17] * Thunder_Strike blushes at what toil states then looks at Snack_Cake and smiles alittle. ''mine are complete so don't worry.'' she says before letting Snack_Cake at them.
[22:19] * North_Star_ starts unlatching the latches, his intuition telling him he might like what he'll find.
[22:21] * Snack_Cake hesitantly and carefully goes in to remove the panties from Thunder... She's very embarrassed, but a little excited. Thunder is her marefriend after all, and this is sort of intimate...
[22:21] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash keeps his hoof on Blackberry_Jam's chin, but lets her turn. "It's wrong, roight... but... damn... He's..." He shakes his head, unsure himself how to feel. "He probably feels as lost and confused as you do..." It doesn't sound right in his head, but its just dropping out as he thinks it now.
[22:23] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Inside the case is a long, but rather odd looking, rifle.
[22:24] * North_Star_ sets the case down and weighs the rifle in his hoofs.
[22:25] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  It's very light, and it doesn't seem to have a traditional magazine. It's breech loaded, with the break well in front of the grip.
[22:25] * Blackberry_Jam shakes her head. "That doesn't change anything! He knew what would happen... I /told/ him... and he did it anyway..."
[22:25] * North_Star_ opens the breech, checking the caliber.
[22:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash strokes her mane. "Maybe he did... but it was a life or death choice, roight? I know I'd want to live..."
[22:27] * Thunder_Strike giggles and slightly gives her a wiggle to help the panties slide off.
[22:28] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ examines the diameter of the barrel, it's rather larger than he would expect of such a light weight weapon. It's half an inch across.
[22:28] * Blackberry_Jam looks Slash in the eyes.
[22:29] <~Blackberry_Jam> "He said he wanted to come back to protect us. What happens if he... if he dies again? If one of us dies? What would he do then?"
[22:29] * North_Star_ blinks. "Damn." He closes the breech and brings the sights up to his eyes, aiming at a corner of the car.
[22:32] * Scrap watches North_Star_ check out the rifle. "What is it?"
[22:32] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash looks down. "He'd have to keep going, just like we have to keep going. He's not going to be kept safe by you /not/ being there to be in danger. Good ponies look out for each other, and sometimes they fail... Him wanting to look after you... Makes me respect him a whole lot more."
[22:33] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ brings up the rifle and looks through the scope.
[22:34] * Blackberry_Jam shakes her head. "He won't... I don't think I could imagine how devastating that would be to a pony... I don't need looking after, Slash... But the rest of them... I'm not sure..."
[22:35] <~Blackberry_Jam> "He won't..." She repeats. "Not right away..."
[22:35] * North_Star_ puts the sights down, looking over the weapon. "Breech load, thick rounds, sights with some range on them." He listed off the features he could find. "Must be a scout's weapon of some kind."
[22:37] * Scrap tilts his head. "Is it a good one?"
[22:38] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash gives a weak grin.
[22:38] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Sounds like they need looking after."
[22:38] * Snack_Cake tries not to get too distracted as she tugs them off. Toil is /right there/ watching. That's the most embarrassing part.
[22:40] * Blackberry_Jam looks Slash in the eyes again. Doubt clouds her eyes. "I don't think I'm the pony for the job..."
[22:40] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil smirks. "Slower, Snack_Cake, it's not a bandage." She giggles. "And I would have used my teeth, but that's me."
[22:41] * North_Star_ runs his eyes down the rifle. "It's something, alright." He takes one of his own rifle rounds and opens the weapon's breech again, comparing the size.
[22:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash gives an encouraging smile. "I can't think of anypony else who could be more help to more ponies, Love."
[22:41] * Blackberry_Jam doesn't seem encouraged. "Splotches." she whispers.
[22:43] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_'s .308 round would drop straight down the barrel.
[22:43] * North_Star_ blinks. "Damn.. Rifle like this would put a pony on the ground if they got shot, if they didn't go through the ground...
[22:44] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Spotches... did a lot of good too. You can safeguard his last kindness..."
[22:46] * Blackberry_Jam mutters something about how she wouldn't call it a kindness... More like a damnation. "I can't." she says, before quietly collecting her new guitar and leaving. "I'm sorry... I think I need to be alone, again... Sorry for bringing you out her for... more despair."
[22:47] <~Blackberry_Jam> here*
[22:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash closes the distance and pulls Blackberry_Jam into a fierce kiss. He breaks it quickly. "Whatever ya need, I'm here for ya. Always, yeah?" He releases his grip.
[22:51] * Blackberry_Jam doesn't kiss much back, but nods. "Yeah..." She murmurs, slowly taking her leave. There was still too much to process, too much thinking to be done... This town needed a doctor. A doctor as good as Splotches...
[22:51] * North_Star_ looks to the final crate and sets the rifle back in it's case. "One last thing." He said, picking up the crowbar again.
[22:52] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star_ fiddles a bit more with it. After some creative experimentation he figures out the cylinders screw into the back side of the breach toward the grip, the syringes are heavy darts that load traditionally in the breach.
[22:58] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam steps out into Railyard. There's a few ponies milling around. She recognizes Lariat and Chastity heading toward the Dining Car.
[22:58] * Scrap watches North_Star_ fiddle. He's never seen a gun like that before.
[22:59] * North_Star_ turns his attention to the remaining crate, prying the lid open with the crowbar.
[23:00] * Blackberry_Jam looks for a secluded spot in the town to practice. She didn't want to talk. She didn't want to cry. She didn't want to breathe.
[23:00] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Inside is a strongbox, the key in the lock. The words 'Travel Fund' written across it.
[23:01] * Thunder_Strike giggles at Snack_Cake then says, ''surely you've been wanting to get back there for sometime haven't you?''
[23:01] * North_Star_ blinks as he sets the box on the crate next to him, looking back at Scrap. "Well... Suppose he's doing enough traveling as it is now."
[23:04] * Scrap looks at the box. "Yeah... At least he can be with his family now."
[23:04] * North_Star_ nods and opens the strongbox.
[23:06] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The strong box is split into twenty rows of 250 caps.
[23:10] * Scrap looks at the caps and then to North_Star_. "That's a lot of caps."
[23:11] * North_Star_ closes the box, "That it is. We'll take it home and split it." He said, turning around to grab the rest of the things while his tail both drops the crowbar in his satchel and grabs the strongbox by the handle.
[23:14] * Blackberry_Jam doesn't find what she's looking for, and resigns herself to wandering aimlessly around Railyard. There's a distant, wandering look in her eye.
[23:15] * Scrap looks at North_Star_. "Are we going to go back to the clinic now?"
[23:17] * North_Star_ gives Scrap a smile. "I was thinking we could introduce you to our own place."
[23:18] * Scrap tilts his head. "My own place?"
[23:19] * North_Star_ makes sure everything is closed again before turning to leave the car. "In a way."
[23:20] * Blackberry_Jam continues to wander. She's not entirely sure what to do with herself.
[23:21] * Scrap follows North_Star_, curious as to what he means.
[23:21] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam wanders Railyard, a few ponies milling around. There's the apartment complex or the stores. She can see North_Star_ and Scrap come out of the garage.
[23:22] * Blackberry_Jam stops in her tracks. She casts a long, hollow glance at the two of them, before turning away and putting some distance between them.
[23:23] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil giggles again. "Don't mind me, girls, I've seen it before." She gives Thunder_Strike and Snack_Cake hooded looks.
[23:24] * North_Star_ looks up and catches Berry's glance. He hooves Scrap the items in his hooves. "Change of plans, head for the clinic, I'll be there in a few."
[23:25] * Snack_Cake doesn't respond. She just finishes taking them off, and pulls away with them, embarrassed.
[23:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil giggles. "We're teasing you Snacky, if your not comfortable I have an actual chore we could take care of."
[23:27] * Scrap takes the items from. "But, what about 'my place'?"
[23:28] * North_Star_ starts after Berry. "We'll see it later, promise."
[23:28] * Scrap feels a little disappointed, but starts for the clinic, not noticing Berry. "Ok."
[23:29] * Blackberry_Jam is walking a deliberately erratic and evasive route through town, if by habit and not intentionally.
[23:31] * North_Star_ follows beind her, tipping his hat up to keep both eyes on her trail.
[23:33] * Thunder_Strike waits to see if it ok for her to get Snack_Cake's panties.
[23:33] * Blackberry_Jam stops after a while, near the gate by the graveyard. With a sigh, she says to nopony in particular. "What is it, North?"
[23:34] * North_Star_ slows to a walk up to Berry when she stops. "Just wondering if everything was alright. Anything you needed off your back."
[23:35] * Blackberry_Jam turns slowly. Her usually stunning eyes are almost sunken, hollow looking. "Nothing is 'all right', North. Nothing."
[23:37] * North_Star_ steps up to Berry, meeting her eyes. "I figured that much, I was hoping for specifics."
[23:38] * Blackberry_Jam 's expression doesn't waver. "You need to ask? As if it isn't obvious? How thick are you?"
[23:39] * North_Star_ sighs. "I only know so much Berry..."
[23:40] * Blackberry_Jam turns and walks away. "Figure it out yourself. You're a smart buck, North."
[23:42] * North_Star_ starts to follow her again. "I mean between you two. I know why I was close to my pa, and my friends. I dunno about you and Splotches."
[23:43] * Blackberry_Jam stops again. "This isn't about Splotches. Goodbye, North." She says, turning, and heading for the north gate.
[23:43] * Snack_Cake gives a hesitant nod to Thunder, and turns her head toward Toil. "A chore...? We're glad to help. What kind of chore?"
[23:45] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil keeps Snack_Cake's attention while Thunder_Strike moves behind to make the switch. Young love... it's neat. "Just pop in, grab a really comfy couch and a few knicknacks, then pop back and set it up. Just haven't been there in a while, so somepony watching my back seems prudent."
[23:45] * North_Star_ moves to get beside her. "You're not doing anything rash, now are you?"
[23:45] * Blackberry_Jam moves to put him behind her. "No. I've thought a lot about this."
[23:46] * Snack_Cake thinks for a moment. "A couch? I'm sure we can help. Where is it?"
[23:46] <North_Star_> "And how much of that tought happened today?"
[23:47] * Blackberry_Jam keeps trotting, as quickly as she needs to to keep North behind her. "A little. I've been meaning to do this for a while."
[23:47] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Downtown." Toil taps her horn. "A flash there and a flash back." She takes a step closer. "You should wiggle your hips a bit." She smirks and looks back at Thunder_Strike.
[23:48] * Thunder_Strike blushes at the thought. but nods at her. ''I'm sure we can do it.
[23:49] * North_Star_ keeps on her tail. "Then 'this' can't be 'just get some fresh air'"
[23:49] * Blackberry_Jam is practically running. "No, it isn't."
[23:51] * North_Star_ has noticed, "Berry, we can just talk this over, it's happened before between us."
[23:52] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil smiles. "We can go now, or you two can finish the switch. I'm alright with a game of musical panties later. Up to you."
[23:53] * Blackberry_Jam skids to a halt. "What... What the /fuck/ did you just say?" she says, turning to face him. Gone is the shallow emptiness. She's angry.
[23:54] * North_Star_ skids just as well. "We've had shit happen in our group before, yet nopony's done anything stupid yet. I don't want that to start now."
[23:55] * Snack_Cake glances back at Thunder_Strike. "I uh... what do you think?"
[23:56] * Blackberry_Jam 's stare is burning with rage. "Are you /serious/?! THIS. THIS thing!" She points in the vague direction of Scrap. "This has never happened! It /never/ should happen! Somepony /has/ done something stupid, North! You all have! Each! And every! One of you!"
[23:57] * North_Star_ kept his eyes with Berry's. "And who said you should join in?"
[23:58] * Scrap makes his way to the clinic and sets the stuff on the table.
[00:00] * Blackberry_Jam is bearing down on him quickly. She's right in his face. "EVERY. TIME. Every time something happens, none of you ever listen! None of you! All the shit I've put up with? I've Celestia-damned earned it."
[00:03] * North_Star_ simply clears his throat. "You've got every right to be pissed at me, Berry. You've got every right to be pissed at everypony else."
[00:03] <North_Star_> "But the way I see things, the path you're taking right now, you've got a gumption of hoofing it somewhere. Am I wrong?"
[00:04] * Blackberry_Jam nods firmly. "You're not."
[00:04] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil trots around the pair of mares. "How about it Thunder_Strike? Little trip then back here?"
[00:04] * North_Star_ returns the nod. "Hoofing it some place where it's quiet and a mare can get her head cleared, and hopefully not to far from town?"
[00:06] * Blackberry_Jam 's gaze narrows into a glare once more. "My head is clear enough. I don't know where it is, but you can bet I'm going there."
[00:06] * North_Star_ lowers his head slightly. "Surely you're not up and leaving the four of us."
[00:07] <~Blackberry_Jam> "The three of you, no. I'll be back."
[00:07] <North_Star_> "In how long?"
[00:07] * Scrap walks around the table, playing a bit more with his retractable claws. They feel really good. Fluid. He tries punching with them to test out his new body. He starts off easy.
[00:08] <~Blackberry_Jam> "Two, three, four days."
[00:08] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil nods. "I'll take that as a yes." She smirks, horn lighting. "Let's get a couch!" In a flash she takes Snack_Cake and Thunder_Strike someplace far away!
[00:09] * North_Star_ steps forward. "I'm coming with, then. Safty in numbers."
[00:09] * Blackberry_Jam steps back. "If you follow me, North, I'll shoot you."
[00:10] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap works his new body through its paces, it's surprisingly supple and agile.
[00:10] * North_Star_ tilts his head. "And you expect me to just send you out on your own, in wastes that've already proven deadly?"
[00:11] * Blackberry_Jam turns away. "Are you finished asking questions you already know the answer to? I will not hesitate to shoot you, North. I mean that."
[00:11] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake and Thunder_Strike appear with Toil in the second story of a building. There's a lot of dried blood on the walls. "This doesn't look like I left it..." There's a high-pitched unequine screech of pain.
[00:12] * North_Star_ finally raises his voice. "I owe you my life, Berry. I'm not letting you wander like this. It's suicide."
[00:13] <~Blackberry_Jam> "Maybe that's the idea." She starts to trot away. "If you owe me your life, I'd expect you to be less careless with it."
[00:13] * Snack_Cake doesn't like the sound of that. Or the look. "Just... how long have you left the couch here?"
[00:14] * North_Star_ starts to follow, glaring. "Anypony who wants you dead is going to have to go through me. Anypony includes you!"
[00:14] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil looks around. "It's been a good while..." Theirs a plantive wine from the hall. There's a window showing a nearby building, a sign reads "PGE"
[00:15] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *whine*
[00:15] * Blackberry_Jam turns to him, this time rearing up on her hindlegs, weapon raised. The laser sight finds itself trained squarely on North_Star_'s heart. "Not another step."
[00:16] * Scrap grins, pleased. Splotches knew how to keep himself fit. His grin fades. Splotches had more to do to. At least he can be with his mother again. At least he wasn't a failure. He gave it up to give Scrap a second chance though. He has to do right by him now. He suddenly finds determination in that thought and goes back to training. He'll make it worth it.
[00:17] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Toil walks toward the door, opening it and looking out into the hall. She stops in her tracks. "The fuck is that!" She looks around, grabbing a tableleg in her magic.
[00:17] * North_Star_ stands unfazed, "If you're going to shoot me while I'm trying to keep the only thing I've got going in this world alive, then I've been shot for worse."
[00:18] * Blackberry_Jam nods. "Then I'm going to shoot you."
[00:19] * Snack_Cake follows to look. Whatever the sound was, it didn't seem aggressive... though she is still a little nervous about what it might be.
[00:19] * North_Star_ picks up his forehoof. "You said it yourself, I'm thick-headed. For better or worse."
[00:19] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Outside the door is a beartrap. A blue form is stuck in it, stuggling to get free and biting at the stubborn metal.
[00:20] * Blackberry_Jam takes a step closer. "You're going to stand there and let me kill you, then."
[00:21] * North_Star_ nods. "There are worse ways. It's about time I died protecting somepony."
[00:22] <~Blackberry_Jam> "You're not protecting anypony, here, North."
[00:23] * Snack_Cake gasps a bit. It doesn't look vicious... as far as she can tell. "It's stuck... and hurt." She looks at Toil and Thunder_Strike. "We have to help it!"
[00:23] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****Session End*****
[00:24] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  500 XP. Snack_Cake gains 2 Karma for wanting to help the trapped... thing. No kama changes in the mexican standoff... yet...