FoE PNP G-Platypus Session 10

[18:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM> *****G-Platypus: The City of Broad Withers - Session 10*****
[18:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Fault.
[18:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  There is no shortage of blame in the Wasteland. It’s to be expected in such a bleak and vicious world. Ponies always manage to end up given the shit end of the stick, and there is always somepony around holding the other end.
[18:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Even without malevolent intentions the Wasteland has a way of perverting virtues.
[18:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Save a life, they go on to harm others.
[18:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Take a life, and perhaps they could have been better.
[18:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Or perhaps you stumble into something bigger than yourself, and bring wickedness down on the heads of those you thought you had saved.
[18:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Perhaps our Wastelanders will stumble.
[18:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****Session Start*****
[18:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Our Wastelanders are in Railyard. Some are hiding in Dr. Splotches office while others have decided to question the slaver/courier directly. That stallion has passed the guardhouse and can still be heard laughing as he walks down the road.
[18:38] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  It is well into dusk, the last dregs of filtered sunlight are disappearing
[18:40] * Blackberry_Jam falls to her knees, or whatever it is that ponies drop to when they are defeated, and throws a punch at the cold, hard ground. In a moment of weakness, a few tears stream down her face as she stares at the tails in the box. "I'm gonna... kill you..." She chokes.
[18:42] * Thunder_Strike watches the courier leave then looks at the doc. "I'm in a go out there."
[18:43] * Snack_Cake is hiding in the office. This whole thing is making her very nervous.
[18:43] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The Sheriff and deputies keep steady eyes on the stallion as he goes. Dr. Splotches nods to Thunder_Strike and unlocks the door, slipping out as well.
[18:44] * Nyota collapses of to the side, the day had just been too much. She coulnt take anymore, shakeing she curls up. Sobbing quietly... She had been doing that a lot lately.
[18:44] * Thunder_Strike nods to him, then walks out the door. The walks towards the group and the box.
[18:45] * Wraith|Recording is now known as Wraith
[18:46] * Scrap looks around to the others unsure what to do or say.
[18:47] * Blackberry_Jam stares blankly at the box from her prostrated position. Her hooves tremble as she punches the floor a few more times. "Not... not again... not Railyard... not Snack_Cake..."
[18:49] * Thunder_Strike walks up next to Blackberry_Jam and looks at the box.
[18:51] * Snack_Cake isn't going to go outside just yet. Who knows whether there's still danger waiting for her to peek her head out?
[18:54] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  There is no sign of Slash or Slag. The rest of the citizens hadn't been aware of the goings on. Dr. Splotches weighs interrupting the little group. He goes and lays a supportive hoof on Blackberry's withers. He starts to speak but his jaw slaps shut when he sees the box.
[18:55] * Blackberry_Jam keeps her gaze fixed on the box. Tears splash the ground beneath her with a gentle patter. "It's... it's happening again... Splotches..."
[18:58] * Nyota says nothing, still on the ground. Whats the point anyway, everything that's good in the wasteland keeps dying anyway.
[19:01] * Thunder_Strike looks Into the box.
[19:03] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Splotches settles down to his haunches and continues rubbing her withers consolingly. "Nasty business." He can guess a bit at what's going on, slavers and tails in a box can't be good.
[19:05] * Thunder_Strike shivers recognising the tails. "Kutomba." She says under her breath.
[19:06] * Blackberry_Jam just sighs at the understatement of the century. She doesn't move. She just sits and cries. The most tears she had shed in a long time.
[19:13] * Thunder_Strike sighs then sees nyota alone. She walks over and rubs her withers comfortingly.
[19:14] * Snack_Cake just gets more nervous the longer she watches. What's going on? She doesn't know if she wants to find out.
[19:15] * North_Star dug his hoof into the ground, obviously to keep it from drawing his gun on the stallion while he made his gloat-filled exit. Still, somepony could easily tell that North will slug the first pony to piss him off right now.
[19:15] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Dr. Splotches gives her one more pat and heads over to put the lid back on the box. He lifts the light load onto his back. He speaks to Blackberry_Jam. "I assume some plans need to be made? My office is open to all of you." He heads back toward his office.
[19:15] * Nyota curls up further as Thunder_Strike touches her. She's still sobbing quietly.
[19:16] * Blackberry_Jam shakes her head. "I've already made a plan... I'm going to kill that son of a bitch..." She says, her confidence in those words not very high.
[19:17] * Scrap slowly walks up and risks asking, "who was that?"
[19:17] * North_Star nodded, "Good. We're thinkin' the same thing."
[19:18] * Thunder_Strike sighs and offers to hug nyota.
[19:20] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Dr. Splotches bustles into his office and places the box on a high shelf. He puts the tea kettle on and gets to work making a strong blend. He bustles around Snack_Cake.
[19:20] * Nyota does not accept said hug, she's on the ground, not even looking up at Thunder_Strike . Lost in her own thoughts of sadness.
[19:21] * Blackberry_Jam slumps further to the ground, her eyes locked on the ghost image of the box.
[19:21] * Snack_Cake shies away. "What was it? What happened?"
[19:22] * Thunder_Strike sighs not really knowing what to do. She feels bad about what happened, but she really didnt know the ponies aswell as the rest of the group.
[19:22] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Splotches gives her a flimsy smile. "I don't know. Something very bad. They are taking it hard... there were... things... in that box." He motions to the box high on the cabinet. "Tails. Four tails."
[19:25] * Snack_Cake looks horrified. "What...? Why... why would someone want to send them to me...? That's horrible..."
[19:29] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Spotches looks up at the box again. He reaches for it. "Perhaps you can tell me?" He gets it down, although Blackberry_Jam still has the actual letter.  He lays the box in front of Snack_Cake.
[19:31] * Snack_Cake recoils from the box. She doesn't want to see that! She looks away.
[19:32] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  He leaves the box on the table, closed. and goes back to attending his tea preperations.
[19:35] * Thunder_Strike sighs then walks away from the group giving up. She just doesn't know what she could do.
[19:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Outside there is a commotion from Slash and Slag's
[19:36] * Blackberry_Jam just stares at the ground. This is... way more than she wanted to deal with right now.
[19:36] * North_Star looks up from the commotion. Anything to keep his mind off of his anger is a good thing. he poked his head out of the door to see what all the fuss was about.
[19:36] * Scrap looks toward Slash and Slag's.
[19:38] * Nyota dosnt care about any commotion. Something beutiful was probebly dying, or there was another sitation she coulnt help or take care of. Right now, laying here on the ground ignoring the world felt like the best response to everything thats going on
[19:40] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The sounds of a loud argument float out from their shop. "I'm not letting you out of this store!" "You know what a courier without a delivery is? Just another FUCKING pony! GET OUT OF THE WAY!"
[19:41] * Thunder_Strike looks at the commotion.  "What are they going on about now?"
[19:41] * North_Star shook his head. "No idea. I'll go see what
[19:42] * Blackberry_Jam jerks her head towards the sound of the arguement. She might just have to go contribute. Pushing past Scrap, she barges in and glares at Slash.
[19:42] <North_Star> what's all the racket." He said, following Blackberry_Jam.
[19:43] * Scrap calmly follows having nothing else to do.
[19:43] * Thunder_Strike decides to join Blackberry_Jam.
[19:44] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  There is a bit of room to look in from the doorway, but Slag is in the way with her back to the door. She has a shotgun leveled at Slash who has donned some barding and has a large chainsaw, its bar as long as a pony, strapped to his back.
[19:46] * Blackberry_Jam adds her shotgun to Slag's phalanx. She looks -very- pissed off right now. "How does that courier know you?!" She barks, growling a little.
[19:46] * North_Star pokes his head in the non-shotgun filled space in the door.
[19:47] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag looks wide-eyed a moment at BJ then back to Slash.
[19:47] * Nyota slowly gets up, trembling slightly she makes her way towards the inn. Moving inside and up to the counter.
[19:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash looks at them all angrily, focusing on Blackberry_Jam. "Ain't no business of yours, now get out of my way so I can go ki..."
[19:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blam!
[19:48] <~Blackberry_Jam> "Like hell it isn't my-"
[19:49] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag fires, the beanbag hitting him in the head. "Ow!"
[19:49] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blam! Blam! Blam!
[19:50] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash finds himself asleep courtesy of several beanbags to the face.
[19:51] * Thunder_Strike "damn girl, you know how to handle him." She says astonished.
[19:51] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag drops the shotgun. "Thank's for the distraction. Help me tie him up?"
[19:51] * Blackberry_Jam lowers her weapon and looks to Slag. "If you don't mind, I have a few questions for him when he wakes up." She says, eagerly helping her bind Slash.
[19:51] * North_Star found Slag's approach rather... Excessive. But it was effective, nonetheless. "Sure. But I think a little explanaition is in order." North said, assisting in the ropes and such.
[19:51] * Blackberry_Jam thinks "Distraction. Right."
[19:52] * Thunder_Strike also assists in tying him up.
[19:52] * Scrap doesn't assist.
[19:53] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag skips the ropes and goes straight for chains. "I'll answer what I can, if you like. He was about to run off and get himself in trouble."
[19:54] * Thunder_Strike twitches her left ear. "I would like to know how he knows that pony aswell."
[19:55] * North_Star ties up one of the chains. "The first question would be why, I assume." He said, looking to Blackberry_Jam for confirmation.
[19:55] * Nyota looks bleary eyed behind the counter to the inn, was there anypony here at all?
[19:56] * Blackberry_Jam looks to Thunder_Strike. "Their one in the same. If Slash knows one of Butcher's ponies... he's comprimised us all... and I can't have that... not again."
[19:56] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Mrs. Priss come out. "Sorry, Dear, didn't hear you come in. I was cleaning up. How may I help you?"
[19:57] <~Blackberry_Jam> They're*
[19:57] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag puts a pillow under the bound Slash's head. "Compromised you? I can promise you Slash has nothing to do with Butcher."
[19:57] * Nyota is looking deflated, her ears drooped, looking up at Mrs.Priss;"Id like a room.. Please, I.. I dont think I can pay though, I only have 7 caps."
[19:59] * Blackberry_Jam crosses her hooves. "So how does he know one of Butcher's cronies?"
[19:59] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "You went up with that pegasus, right? You have a payout coming, so I'll let you pay once you've seen the Sheriff." She slides her a room key."
[20:00] * Nyota perks up slightly at that, she takes the key in her mouth with a mumbling thank you she trots away to her designated room. She just wanted to curl up and disapear right now.
[20:00] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag stands over Slash. "That pony's name is Hack."
[20:00] * Blackberry_Jam blinks. "Brothers..."
[20:00] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag nods.
[20:01] * Thunder_Strike listens to her. "Oh..." She says with a sigh.
[20:01] * North_Star leans against a table. "Some bad blood in the family, then?
[20:01] * Blackberry_Jam breathes a sigh of relief, but she still looks distressed as she slides down to the floor and lights a new cigarette.
[20:02] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Thier parents were caravaneers. Hack is the oldest. When they died, Hack took over. He decided it would be more lucrative to sell ponies instead of goods. Slash didn't even have his cutie mark then."
[20:04] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag looks down at him. "I was their first shipment. He snuck me away."
[20:05] * Thunder_Strike shivers thinking about that. "Well that was... Nice of him."
[20:07] * Blackberry_Jam nods slowly. "Thank you for sharing..."
[20:08] <~Blackberry_Jam> "You know... I'm not one to go seeking other ponies' revenge... but I think we'd all sleep a little sounder if Hack was dead."
[20:10] * Thunder_Strike would feel better if he was too. "I have to agree with Berry."
[20:11] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag snorts. "Regardless of his little 'no package, no courier' thought, I can't let a member of this community go hunting Hack. Not while he's a recognized courier."
[20:11] * Blackberry_Jam looks up at Slag with a smirk. "Then consider this my official resignation."
[20:12] * North_Star shares the smirk. "Well.. I ain't exactly from around here, personally.
[20:16] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Well, I won't shoot you if you go after him. But he's bad news, and he probably has friends just out of sight to go back to. "
[20:16] * Thunder_Strike eeps and looks at Blackberry_Jam. "Are you sure?" She seems oddly nervous.
[20:17] * Blackberry_Jam stands up, cigarette still in her mouth. "I've never been more sure about anything... and... If he does have friends like that, he'll be going back to them in a box."
[20:19] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Rattling chains can be heard.
[20:20] * Thunder_Strike "I think he's awake." She says looking at slash.
[20:21] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  He groans and shifts. "You shot me in the face... repeatedly."
[20:22] * North_Star looks over at Slash. "We know. We saw."
[20:23] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag stands on him. "And I'll do it again. Are you going to be calm?"
[20:23] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash snorts. "I was calm. You got all shooty."
[20:24] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Nyota's room in the sleeper car is comfortable if small.
[20:25] * Nyota just curls up on the bed.
[20:25] * Blackberry_Jam gets up and leaves silently. She heads to the doctor's office. She needed to talk to Snack Cake.
[20:25] * Thunder_Strike watches him and slag. She still nervous, showing the same nervousness as Snack_Cake would.
[20:28] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash strains a bit, popping the ropes but still bound by the chains. "You going to let me up?"
[20:29] * Thunder_Strike "I don't know about you slag, but I think he looks adorable chained up like that."
[20:29] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam finds Dr. Splotches and Snack_Cake in the office. The box is on the table and the teakettle is whistling. He has a cup of something strong smelling in front of him. The box is nearby, unopened.
[20:30] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag quirks an eyebrow. "Don't know about that, but you aren't getting up until morning."
[20:31] * Blackberry_Jam silently hoof Snack_Cake the letter from that bitch, and proceeds to collapse in her hammock.
[20:31] * Scrap walks inside and up to Slag, "how much does a repair cost?"
[20:32] * Thunder_Strike "heh, yeah. I dunno, if only you were a mare slash." She says grinning and giggling silently.
[20:32] * Thunder_Strike she is trying to get her mind off the situation.
[20:33] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag looks over to him. "Depends on what it is. Our repair stallion is... indisposed."
[20:34] * Snack_Cake frowns and looks at Blackberry_Jam. She opens the letter and reads it.
[20:35] <Scrap> "I have an armored cloak that could use an improvement."
[20:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash snorts. "You might as well let me work on it. Too late to catch him now."
[20:38] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag looks between them. "Fine. 40 caps and he'll fix it up good as new. But I'll be watching you, and I will shoot you again."
[20:39] * Scrap hoofs over the cloak.
[20:40] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  She goes about unbinding him and taking away his pony-sized chainsaw.
[20:41] * Snack_Cake is visibly shaken as she reads the letter. "W...what? Who are these ponies? Why do they want my stable?"
[20:42] * Blackberry_Jam mutters from her hammock, "Butcher... Slaughterhouse... Slavers."
[20:43] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Dr. Splotches peaks over Snack_Cake's shoulder. "Slaughterhouse? That's not Butcher's headquarters. He's downtown in Meatlocker."
[20:44] * Blackberry_Jam sighs. "Whatever... they're all connected... Fucking slaver degenerates."
[20:46] * Snack_Cake frowns. "But... I can't tell them where it is... They... they'd hurt my friends..."
[20:48] * Blackberry_Jam waves a hoof in the air. "It's either that, or they torture it out of you and hurt your friends anyway. Hell, It's probably a safe bet that they'll end up torturing the rest of us, too..." Her voice is empty, defeated.
[20:50] * North_Star pokes back into the Doctor's office, making sure nothing has gone horribly wrong while he wasn't there.
[20:53] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Splotches takes a sip of tea. "Slaughterhouse... we dealt with them not long ago and they weren't slavers. Stallion there raised brahmin and there were some hunters that operated out of there."
[20:54] * Blackberry_Jam sighs loudly. "Just... fuck it. I'm going to bed. Wake me up when they come to kill us all."
[20:54] * Snack_Cake has a panicked look. "They know I'm here! I can't stay!"
[20:55] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag and Scrap hammer out a deal to get Slash's best work.
[20:57] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Splotches attempts to calm Snack_Cake. "You're safe here. Anypony causes trouble, Jack will gun them down."
[20:58] * North_Star nods. "And if they don't. Ah'll kill 'em myself."
[20:59] * Blackberry_Jam grumbles, "Not before I get 'em first."
[20:59] * Snack_Cake doesn't look reassured. "But... what if they bring more... they c...could... hurt... all of you..."
[21:01] <North_Star> "Greenhorn. Ah'd rather let 'em kill me then lay a finger on any member of this lil' caravan of ours."
[21:01] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "If they thought they could do it with force, they would have. They didn't." Splotches pours another cup of tea. "For now you're safe."
[21:02] * Blackberry_Jam sits up and lights a new cigarette. "Nopony is dying on my watch. 'Cept them, of course."
[21:02] * Snack_Cake doesn't think that's a good tradeoff. "I... I can't let you get hurt... because of m...me..."
[21:04] * Blackberry_Jam smirks a little. "There's a difference between getting hurt because of you, and getting hurt -for- you, Snack."
[21:05] * Scrap to Slag, "while we're on the topic, can you do the same for my armor?"
[21:06] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "He can work all night long."
[21:07] * Snack_Cake shakes her head! "No there isn't...! You still end up hurt..."
[21:07] * North_Star looks around. Taking shots for ponies who couldn't has been his life for the longest while, but North figured it wasn't a good idea to tell that to Snack_Cake
[21:07] * Thunder_Strike walks out of the backdown of slash and slags. She walks up to slag. "What weapons you got in stock?"
[21:08] <Scrap> "Thank you."
[21:08] * Blackberry_Jam nods a little. "It's okay, Snack. Ponies around here have a lot of practice getting hurt. It's nothing we can't handle."
[21:09] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag motions at there impressive inventory. If it kills, they've got it. Or some such motto. Slash is too tied down to do the pose and spiel.
[21:09] * Snack_Cake just continues to shake her head.
[21:11] * Blackberry_Jam looks out the tiny window at the withering city. "It's worth the pain to keep you safe."
[21:12] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Splotches sighs. He pokes the box. "What about them?" He looks at Blackberry, hoping for some explanation.
[21:13] * Blackberry_Jam shrugs. "A warning. What they'll do to us if we keep harboring her... I guess... I don't know..."
[21:14] * North_Star shakes his head. "They'd end up killin' me before they can take mah tail for anythin'"
[21:15] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  He walks around, looking at the note. "'...and I will return something to you.' What of yours do they have?"
[21:15] * Blackberry_Jam sighs. "Hostages, by the sound of it..."
[21:16] * Snack_Cake glances between Blackberry_Jam and the box. "What do you mean...? What hostages?"
[21:17] * Blackberry_Jam grits her teeth. "Snack... look in the box, and tell me if you recognize anything."
[21:17] * Thunder_Strike browses her selections.
[21:20] * Snack_Cake doesn't like the sound of that. She hesitates.
[21:22] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The box looms in front of her.
[21:24] * Snack_Cake steps over toward the box. She stays a bit of a distance away as she slowly opens it.
[21:24] * Snack_Cake has her eyes closed.
[21:25] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Inside remain the four tails and the dog paw. The littlest braided tail once laid across her lap as a happy little foal tinkered with her PipBuck.
[21:26] * Thunder_Strike looks around but doesn't see anything that she could afford, but the railway rifle catches her eye again
[21:28] * Snack_Cake peeks into the box, then pulls away, horrified. "No... no no no..."
[21:28] * Blackberry_Jam nods, casting her gaze to the floor. "That's... that's what I thought..."
[21:29] * Snack_Cake is tearing up. "Oh Celestia... no... it can't... no..."
[21:29] * Snack_Cake slumps to the floor.
[21:33] * Thunder_Strike "I would like to have that." She says pointing at the rifle, but I'm sure I can't afford it." She says looking at slag.
[21:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag looks over her shoulder. "Good eye, course I knew that. Railyard's most recognizable export. 500 caps."
[21:34] * Blackberry_Jam gets up and trots down over to Snack Cake. She places the lid back on the box and picks the filly up, setting her on her hooves. "Snack. Look at me."
[21:35] * North_Star kicks at something non-exsistant on the ground. Letting Blackberry_Jam do her whole 'Head of the caravan' thing.
[21:35] * Snack_Cake is shaking. She looks at Blackberry_Jam.
[21:35] * Thunder_Strike "Yeap can't afford it." She says then walks away from it. "Thanks for showing me your wares." She says then sits down near by.
[21:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Dr. Splotches looks on standing near North_Star. He hoofs the stallion a cup of tea. And then tilts the contents of a flask in with it.
[21:37] * Blackberry_Jam looks into her eyes. "Repeat after me." She says, steadying the filly. "Those ponies will -not- hurt my friends."
[21:37] * North_Star takes a sip. "You know just what a stallion needs, Doctor. Thank you kindly."
[21:38] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The kindly stallion gives a half-smile. He speaks low, "I pride myself on my diagnostic ability.  Still, I can't figure out that little pony. Poor dear."
[21:40] * North_Star looks at Snack_Cake. "Her hoofs are a little tender. Not used to the wasteland."
[21:40] * Snack_Cake sniffs slightly, and mutters quietly, "Th...those ponies... w...will not hurt... my friends..."
[21:41] * Blackberry_Jam frowns. "Louder." She says. "Say it like you mean it. Are they going to hurt your friends?"
[21:41] * Snack_Cake shakes her head. "N...no...! They w...won't!"
[21:42] * Thunder_Strike waves at slag then gets up and walks towards the door in a sexy fashion.
[21:42] * Blackberry_Jam grins. "That's right! Like hell they are!"
[21:43] * Scrap watches Thunder_Strike's walk as she heads for the door.
[21:43] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag watches her go. "Feel free to come back /any/ time."
[21:43] * Thunder_Strike chuckles. "Don't worry, I will." She says then opens the door.
[21:47] * Snack_Cake doesn't really feel that much better, but she's thankful for the comfort.
[21:48] * Blackberry_Jam claps her on the shoulder gently and nods. "Now... what are you going to do about it?"
[21:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash keeps working diligently but grumpily while Slag busies herself cleaning. Scrap is left to his own devices.
[21:49] * Thunder_Strike goes looking for Nyota to see if she is ok. She doesn't like the fact that she didnt try to help her the first time and its bugging her.
[21:49] * Snack_Cake has no idea. "I... I don't know...!" She sobs a little. "I don't know..."
[21:50] * Scrap lays himself down in a corner and pulls out his bag of shiny things to meditate over.
[21:51] * Blackberry_Jam lifts her chin up. "That's where we come in. First things first, we should get you into some clothes that can stop a bullet."
[21:52] * North_Star looks over his Merc garb. "She's not the only one." He said, mainly to himself.
[21:54] * Snack_Cake isn't sure how she feels about that. That would mean giving up her stable barding... And she's worn that for as long as she can remember.
[21:56] * Blackberry_Jam looks to North_Star and nods. "Then it's settled. I think the dust has settled over at Slash and Slag's... we should stop by."
[21:59] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash and Slag's is still open. Scrap is inside and the proprietors are working.
[22:00] * Thunder_Strike is searching but doesn't see nyota anywhere. She figures that she may have already turned in. She sighs then looks around before heading back to slash and slag's
[22:01] * North_Star returns the nod, opening the door for the two mares. "You two go on ahead, I'll be right there in a moment."
[22:02] * Blackberry_Jam does just that, tugging Snack_Cake along with her.
[22:04] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Dr. Splotches shares a meaningful glance with North_Star. One that stallions can share amongst themselves when freed of the presense of mares.
[22:04] * Snack_Cake is a little hesitant to go outside right now. She stays almost uncomfortably close to Blackberry_Jam. She's keeping her head down and looking around frantically.
[22:05] * North_Star smiles and gives the good Doctor a nod before stepping out as well, heading for Kaching's establishment.
[22:05] * Blackberry_Jam pushes the door open and points a hoof at Slag. "I need three things: Armor for my friend here, a new shotgun, and a good screw. Preferably in that order."
[22:07] * Thunder_Strike walks in behind Blackberry_Jam.
[22:08] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag brings a hoof to her chin looking between Blackberry_Jam, Snack_Cake, and Thunder_Strike. "Easily done. Not a problem. How many? I've got a big bed."
[22:08] * Blackberry_Jam smirks, but looks curiously back at Thunder_Strike. "Uh... two?"
[22:09] * Thunder_Strike chuckles, knowing the fact about the bed to be true. She winks at slag and Blackberry_Jam. Then walks towards the back room.
[22:10] * Mister_Clacky|GM "How about your other friend? She's adorable." Slag smiles.
[22:11] * Blackberry_Jam steps between Snack_Cake and Slag. "Not on the menu."
[22:11] * Thunder_Strike stops at the door then looks back at Blackberry_Jam and Snack_Cake. She didnt notice Snack_Cake. How did she not notice that flank?
[22:12] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash grumbles. "Are you going to leave me chained to this table while you try and destroy the bed? I /don't/ wanna hear that."
[22:12] * Scrap looks up at the talk of screwing.
[22:12] * Snack_Cake takes a step backward. She's already very nervous without having to worry about ponies touching her inappropriately.
[22:13] * Thunder_Strike looks at slash then grabs a few power tools. And surrounds his head with then. "Now you won't hear a thing." Turns them in.
[22:13] <Thunder_Strike> On.*
[22:13] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag gets an appropraitely soft expression. "Sorry, I'm not much for coy. Tend to just let it fly right out. Ain't no reason to be scared, I wouldn't do anything you didin't want me to. Now, we need to get you armor, right?"
[22:14] * North_Star steps into Kaching's looking around the place.
[22:15] * Thunder_Strike she turns them back off and waits for slag to finish. Then waves at Snack_Cake smiling.
[22:15] * Scrap jumps up, "wait. I have her armor."
[22:16] * Snack_Cake nods slowly at Slag, then turns at the outburst from Scrap. She looks confused.
[22:16] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Kaching is napping behind his counter, but the ring of the door rouses him. "Kaching's Kollectables..."
[22:17] * North_Star walks up to the counter, taking his pouch from his neck. "Me again."
[22:18] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Ah, yes. You went and cleared out those raiders." He takes the straight razor off the wall.
[22:18] * Blackberry_Jam turns to look at Scrap too.
[22:18] * Scrap pulls out the stable security barding, "I kept it for you."
[22:19] * North_Star opens the pouch, setting it on the counter for Kaching. "Yup. Reminded me how useful a stick o' dynamite can be."
[22:20] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Kaching shaves the ears, revealing their markings. He hoofs over 75 caps.
[22:21] * North_Star rests a hoof on the caps, looking around for anything for perchase.
[22:21] * Snack_Cake doesn't look very pleased at that. "That's... not... mine..."
[22:22] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Kaching's Kollectables is scattared with items of the non-killing variety.
[22:24] * North_Star puts the caps with the rest of his currency. "Thank ya kindly." He said, tipping his hat and joining the others in Slash & Slag's
[22:25] <Scrap> "They were with you, so as far as I'm concerned, they're yours."
[22:26] * Snack_Cake shakes her head forcefully. "No... It's not! I... I can't use that..."
[22:26] * Blackberry_Jam gives Snack_Cake a pat on the back as she approaches the counter, setting her shotgun on the counter. "I'm looking to trade up."
[22:26] * Thunder_Strike yawns. Then she head back into slags backdown and lays down on the large bed. She decides to take a nap while she waits.
[22:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash looks over from his work. "Course not, too big for you. I could fit it for ya."
[22:29] * Scrap pulling out the pre-war coins and food, "so does that mean you don't want these either?"
[22:30] * Snack_Cake mutters quietly, "They b...belong to h...him..."
[22:30] * North_Star steps into the store, walking up behind the group.
[22:32] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag looks over the weapon, "Yeah? Looking for anything in particular?
[22:33] * Blackberry_Jam nods to one of the more... fancy shotguns on the wall behind her. "One of those, probably. Something that packs a bit more punch."
[22:34] * Blackberry_Jam blinks and takes off her beret, too, showing Slag the hole in it. "This too."
[22:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Awww..." Slag takes the beret. "It's been such a valiant hat. I'm sure Slash can fix it up, free of charge for you. As for the shotgun, maybe something like this?" She pulls out a double-barreled 12 gauge.
[22:37] * Blackberry_Jam nods a little and gives a grateful smile. "That's... that's very nice."
[22:39] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag spins it around and shows it of. "She's got a little lurch in the action, Slash hasn't gotten around to it yet. I could sell it as is for 480."
[22:40] * Scrap to Snack_Cake, "you can have my armor and I'll take these instead, mine are in better condition anyway."
[22:40] * Blackberry_Jam whistles. "Not bad... how much would you take mine for?"
[22:42] * Snack_Cake shakes her head just as much. "You can't..."
[22:43] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "I like ya, so 150 trade in value and..." she leans forward and whispers, "we'll add another 10 each time you get me there."
[22:43] * Blackberry_Jam smirks wide. "Is that a challenge?" She asks, putting a hoof on the shotgun and pushing it towards Slag.
[22:44] <Scrap> "Would you rather sell them and have somepony you don't know use them?"
[22:44] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Slash snorts at being subjected to their bantering. "What's the problem, Dead Weight? You need armor, it's armor. What's the problem?"
[22:47] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag gets a wicked glint in her eyes as she pulls away. "Deal?"
[22:48] * Blackberry_Jam nods definitively. "Deal."
[22:50] * Snack_Cake is tearing up. "It's h...his... I c...can't take it..." She just shakes her head more.
[22:52] * Blackberry_Jam flicks an ear and turns to Snack_Cake and Scrap. She figured they'd be done with this by now... "Just a second. Need to take care of something." She trots over and leans down next to Snack_Cake. "What's the matter?"
[22:53] * North_Star trots over to Slag. "If you wouldn't mind playing shopkeep a while longer?"
[22:55] * Snack_Cake looks toward Blackberry_Jam. "It... I can't just... take it!" She shakes her head. "It's not... it's not right!"
[22:55] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag shakes her head. "We're still open. What ya need?"
[22:56] * Blackberry_Jam looks at the armor and makes an "o" shape with her mouth. "Snack... I get that you don't think it's right... but he gave his life to protect you... don't you think he'd give anything to do it again?"
[22:56] <Scrap> "Would he want you to go unarmored?"
[22:57] * North_Star takes his repeater from his back. "Something tougher than the rags I've got on, plus a quick repair for this old thing."
[22:59] * Snack_Cake hesitates, then shakes her head. "I just... want to forget..." She looks back into Blackberry_Jam's eyes. "I f...feel like... this is all a nightmare..."
[23:01] * Blackberry_Jam frowns slightly. "Perhaps... we could just put some armor on your jumpsuit, then?"
[23:01] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag looks to Slash and raises the rifle. "What ya think?" He looks it over. "250 to get it factory condition, 450 to get it just perfect."
[23:01] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag looks to North_Star. "There you have it for the repair, and we've got a selection of armor."
[23:01] * Snack_Cake nods slowly. "Please..."
[23:02] * North_Star nods. "I'll take the premium service. As for armor, something I can still get around in. Nothing clunky and noisy." He said, looking at the armors.
[23:03] * Blackberry_Jam smiles. "Great. I think Slash and Slag will be busy tonight, so first thing in the morning, all right? You can sleep in my bed again."
[23:03] * Thunder_Strike lays awake. She tried to take a nap but its to noisy out front. So she sits up and opens her wings and preens them while she waits instead.
[23:04] * Snack_Cake nods and glances at the door. "Could you... walk with me?"
[23:05] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag thinks. "Maybe some police barding? We have some, even some reinforced stuff like the flyboys waving around over there. Not stable issue, but similar."
[23:05] * Blackberry_Jam nods, giving Slag the "this will take a moment" look. "Sure thing."
[23:06] <North_Star> "What's your starting price for some of that, but in 'slightly used' contidion.
[23:07] * Snack_Cake takes a few steps toward the door, looking back to Blackberry_Jam.
[23:07] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash trots toward the door, the workbench dragging behind him, He stares down at Snack_Cake.
[23:08] * Snack_Cake shies away. Slash is very intimidating.
[23:08] * Blackberry_Jam heads out the door, pushing Snack_Cake away from the scary, grumpy stallion.
[23:09] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  He snorts. "You're suit has a hole in it Weight. I could use that other one to patch it. Just sayin'!"
[23:10] * Snack_Cake dashes after Blackberry_Jam. She doesn't like Slash, at all. At least Slag knows how to be nice sometimes!
[23:11] * Scrap puts everything away while waiting for Snack_Cake to decide.
[23:11] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag rummages through some suits. "Hmm... he's fixed all the reinforced suits, but I've got this." She brings out a set of barding with 'Police' written on it. There is some obvious wear. "I could part with this for 240."
[23:13] * North_Star nods, digging out the appropriate amout of caps. "I'll take it."
[23:16] * Blackberry_Jam stays close to Snack_Cake the whole way there.
[23:16] * Snack_Cake stays even closer to Blackberry_Jam.
[23:18] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash snorts again. "Everywhere I look, it's pussies and pussies wanting pussy! I'm going to work on the porch!" He trots out, dragging the table with him.
[23:19] * Blackberry_Jam leads Snack_Cake to her hammock and helps her climb in. "Remember, nopony is going to hurt your friends."
[23:21] * North_Star hands Slag 640 caps. Taking the barding off her hooves. "Pleasure doing business with you."
[23:22] * Snack_Cake nods slowly. "Nopony is going to hurt my friends..." She climbs into the hammock. "Berry...? Th...thank you... for looking out for me..."
[23:23] * Blackberry_Jam salutes.
[23:23] <~Blackberry_Jam> "You're welcome, Snack. Sleep tight." She says, heading back to Slag's for step three of her plan.
[23:24] * Scrap goes back to meditating over his shiny objects.
[23:24] * Snack_Cake nods as Blackberry_Jam leaves. She rests her head, trying to get as much sleep as she can manage.
[23:26] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash, once outside, takes a hacksaw to his chains.
[23:29] * North_Star walks outside, looking over at Slash. "You know if you step foot out of that gate, Slag will have your head. Right?"
[23:30] * Blackberry_Jam trots inside as North_Star leaves, smiling as she trots behind the counter and begins to remove her barding.
[23:31] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash grunts and pulls the half cut chain apart. "Yeah, cause I'm just Slag's bitch. Wouldn't dare have an opinion. Big, dopey Slash just here to get shot in the face and ordered around."
[23:33] * North_Star takes a seat next to Slash, "She does it because she doesn't /want/ you to get shot in the face."
[23:36] * Blackberry_Jam gives Slag a nod as she disappears into the back room.'
[23:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag looks at Scrap. "In or out bud?"
[23:37] * Scrap looks up, "you'll let me sleep here?"
[23:38] * Thunder_Strike is preening her left wing when Blackberry enters the room. She doesn't stop but waves her finished right wing at her.
[23:38] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash looks at the armor on the table and the blank wall in front of him on the porch. "Left half my tools inside." He stomps away.
[23:39] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag turns around as Slash starts to enter. "Not down here with the goods, but it /is/ a big bed."
[23:41] * Blackberry_Jam smirks. "So, Featherduster, show me what you've got~"
[23:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag dissappears around the corner leaving Slash and Scrap in the store.
[23:42] * Scrap begins putting his things away, "oh, of course. I'll be right up."
[23:42] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "What did you say?" Slash glowers.
[23:44] * Thunder_Strike is almost finished. She says pulling a small broken feather out. Then turns around it still in her mouth. She smiles and wiggles it around. "Ahwight," she smiles.
[23:44] * Scrap finishing putting his things away and begining to follow Slag, "I'm getting a free place to sleep."
[23:45] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash steps on his tail to get his attention. "Not in there you aren't"
[23:46] * Scrap calmly asks, "why?"
[23:46] * Blackberry_Jam leaps on to the bed, and the night of debacuhery begins.
[23:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Let me ask you a question. You get her pregnant, you gonna stay here and be a father to the foal? Or are you planning to fuck her and forget her?" Slash continues to glower.
[23:50] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag sashays into the room and joins them.
[23:50] * Scrap stats matter of factly, "of course I would stay, it would be wrong to leave. Unless I need to leave for a short time to bring them money or protect them."
[23:52] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Sorry, that's a wrong answer. The right answer is 'neither, cause I'm turning around and getting a room at the inn.' You need caps?" He drops 20 on the floor.
[23:55] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slag shimmies in between them. "I hope you don't mind, I invited one of your other friends up. If he feels like it."
[23:56] * Blackberry_Jam goes "Hmm mmf mmm hmmmf" around the tip of Thunder_Strike's wing.
[23:57] * Scrap looking surprised and picking up the caps, "wow, thank you. After todays events it feels kinda wrong to do that while everypony else is in pain. Make sure you tell her I left. Have a good night." He heads out and toward the inn.
[23:58] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Slash collects the rest of the tools he needs from the wall and locks the door on the way out to the porch to work. Right before 'the noises' start.
[23:58] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****Session End*****
[23:59] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  1000 xp. No karma changes.