FoE PNP G-Platypus Session 70

[19:03] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****G-Platypus: The City of Broad Withers - Session 70*****
[19:04] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Partytime.
[19:04] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  It's been used straight and as a euphamism.
[19:04] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  More the latter than the former in the wasteland.
[19:04] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Who has the time, the means, and the motivation for merriment?
[19:05] * Canary does
[19:05] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Nopony. Pain and suffering is all you're issued in Buckago. You can crawl into a hole and die or you can come out of your hole, and die.
[19:06] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  That's what you get. To die fighting or to go out like a bitch.
[19:06] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  How will our Wastelanders die?
[19:06] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****Session start*****
[19:06] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star is blasted and bleeding in a crumpled heap on a landing after his limp, unconscious form tumbled down the stairs, leaving an ample trail of blood.
[19:08] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake wanders a ghoul-infested hospital alone but for a colt and an abomination against the laws of nature. Said abomination has accidentally awoken some large, robotic... something...
[19:09] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  THe rest catch their breath after exchanging deadly fire with slavers down the road. Those pony's shattered corpses are scattered over the defensive works.
[19:11] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star starts to stir.
[19:11] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The garishly decorated robot towers over Snack_Cake. "Miss Pie, is it party time?"
[19:13] * Snack_Cake stares at the robot, incredulous. "I... what?"
[19:13] * North_Star opens his eyes and starts to sit up. "Mama..?" He looks around rubbing his head before looking down at his chest wound. "Mierda..." He mutters to himself as he gets back onto his hooves.
[19:15] * North_Star pats his chest and takes another look around. "Rifle.. Where's my rifle?"
[19:18] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  A low moan comes from behind Snack_Cake, Blue still growling on the desk at the ghouls. The pink robot rotates several degrees, the picture on its chest changing quickly between an angry looking soldier stallion and a smoking, happy clown... soldier. "HALT! Insufficient cheer detected! Eat rainbows, Zebra scum!" It's arm pops up and a polychromatic beam of coherent light lances out to ash the grumpy sounding
[19:18] <Mister_Clacky|GM> ghoul.
[19:21] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star can spot his rifle several steps up. The stallion is on the landing below him, stiffling his own bleeding.
[19:22] * Scrap gets to work looting the bodies that are within reasonable reach.
[19:23] * North_Star slowly walks up and retreves his rifle, using it to support himself as he decends the stairs, using his tail to whip his revolver from it's holster.
[19:23] * Canary helps Scrap, not really having much else to do
[19:23] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  It was a firefight over No-Mare's-Land. It would take a 150 yard hike to the cages to loot anything.
[19:24] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  THe stallion holds out a foreleg. "Hey, where do you think you're going?"
[19:26] * North_Star shakes his head. "To check on the others.."
[19:26] * Snack_Cake watches in awe. The robot is helping her! She quickly moves over next to the robot, for better protection.
[19:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin, the motorcycle stallion, shakes his head. "Not that way you're not."
[19:28] * North_Star huffs. "You have a pot on you?"
[19:33] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The screen on the robot's chest sparks. "Minister Pie, I meant no offense, -~174 years 201 days 3 hours~- of your high sugar diet was bound to catch up to you." It rolls a bit past the desk and spins quickly on it's tire to face a group of ghouls. It's screen sparks and flashes several more conflicting images before a hatch pops up on it's shoulders. "Smile, smile, smile. Dispencing joy." Several sparkling
[19:33] <Mister_Clacky|GM> trails leap from it's shoulder to explode in brilliant colors among the feral ghouls, ripping them to glorious shreds.
[19:33] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin tilts his head. "A pot?"
[19:34] * North_Star sighs. "Potion. Any sort of medical thing."
[19:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "Oh... right..." Gin thought it was an odd request... not really a time for cooking. He passes over a potion, having used a medicated bandage on himself.
[19:36] * North_Star stirs the potion in it's bottle before downing it in a gulp.
[19:40] * Canary looks to Scrap, "How many more do you think are around here?"
[19:41] * Snack_Cake gives the robot a baffled look. "Excuse me?"
[19:41] * North_Star takes a deep breath while the healing potion did it's job. "Alright, better." He looks Gin over. "You alright?"
[19:44] <Scrap> "I don't know. If there were more, the shooting would probably have brought them out."
[19:46] <Mister_Clacky|GM> The robot turns to Snack_Cake. "I'm sure many stallions like a plump mare."
[19:47] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin gives a non-commital shrug. "Well enough.
[19:47] * North_Star gives a nod, taking a better look around the building to see if he can reconize it.
[19:49] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star finds himself pretty much where he was before. They are in the belltower of a fire station. Above is the little sniper's nest they made, and the stairs go down into darkness.
[19:49] * Canary smiles, kicking his bag and hoping for a card that would prove they were in the clear
[19:50] * North_Star takes a walk around, both to get his bearings again and see if anything of use remained.
[19:50] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  A card falls out. The old maid... how did one of those even get in there?
[19:50] * Canary blinks. That was different
[19:50] * Snack_Cake scowls. "That is /not/ something you should say to a mare!"
[19:51] * Scrap looks at Canary, curious.
[19:51] * Canary shrugs and slips the card back away. "Guess I can't really say what's in store for us at the moment
[19:52] * Scrap nods, not sure he understands what just happend.
[19:53] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Eh.... it probably means /something/. Meanwhile, Snack_Cake converses with the robot. "Nothing wrong with curves, Miss Pie. More cushion for the push... Hugs, Kisses, and Lead for you, frowny-pants!" He opens up on the other hallway with a barrage of gatling fire.
[19:59] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin is in the way to go farther down, there isn't a lot to look for North_Star. There are stairs leading up to the top of the belltower. AT the top is the bell still hanging and Gin's motorbike.
[20:00] * Canary looks to Scrap, "Did I not show you my cards before?"
[20:00] * North_Star looks over at Gin. "I sense you've got an idea." He says, starting to follow.
[20:01] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin shakes his head. "Don't get shot or eaten is my only plan. Not sure we can make the bike if they are still watching."
[20:02] <North_Star> "We.. You can get it and make a break for it. Always harder it nail a pony running away."
[20:03] * Scrap looks around and begins moving forward. If there were more, they'd have shown themselves by now... hopefully.
[20:03] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin gives a little chuckle. "Yeah, I guess it does have to be me to run up there and grab it. Then we can bail."
[20:04] * North_Star nods. "No offense, but I think I'll stick to wagons."
[20:05] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin tilts his head. "How you expect to get out?"
[20:05] <North_Star> "Keep my head down and run."
[20:05] <North_Star> "Like always."
[20:06] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap starts across the cleared no-mare's-land.
[20:07] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin look out the hole in the side of the tower. "If you think you can make the jumps..." The wild rooftop to rooftop ride had some pretty long jumps.
[20:07] * Snack_Cake decides she's better off ignoring the robot's insulting remarks. "I'm looking for a filly who might be stuck here! Do you know where she could be?"
[20:08] * North_Star huffs, instead looking for a safe way to the ground.
[20:09] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star thinks if he had a long rope and time, he could repel down the outside of the tower. Gin is still blocking the stairs down. "I mean, I know I couldn't, not without the bike. Look, it's probably the best bet.
[20:10] * Scrap keeps going across toward the cages, claws still out and on the lookout. "So, those cards. How do they work?"
[20:10] * North_Star looks over at Gin. "Fine. When you're set, we can bail and meet up with the others.."
[20:11] * Canary smiles at Scrap, "Not sure, but when I see one, I just sort of... know things."
[20:11] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The clown-face on the robot smiles, the thick cigar pointing up at the corner of the clown/soldier's mouth. "It is our duty to bring, joy, comfort, hope, and safety to all fillies and colts in the unit." It snaps off a quick salute and the first few notes of the Equestrian Anthem play.
[20:13] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Thunder_Strike can follow Scrap and Canary as they move toward the cages. With the gunfire calmed down, the mare from before rushes over to check on the stallion, the others remain huddled in the back.
[20:16] * Thunder_Strike follows them both sticking rather close to Scrap.
[20:18] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin makes a run for the bike. It seems the slavers were still paying attention, because as barely has his hooves on the bike before a bletch of heavy machinegun fire tears into the roof of the tower. A round strikes him, causing him to stagger and lose his grip on the bike which rolls down the first set of stairs and pitches on its side. Perhaps it was luck, cause the beam where his head just was /explodes/
[20:18] <Mister_Clacky|GM> into fragments as an impossibly loud retort sounds out.
[20:19] * North_Star ducks his head down, looking over at Gin. "Oi! You alive?!"
[20:19] * Snack_Cake gives a bit of a frustrated sigh. "That's not what I meant... she's in danger! I have to find her..."
[20:21] * Scrap 's eyes look for the source of the sound. Shit, there's no cover here. His wounds suddenly feel worse.
[20:21] * Thunder_Strike looks around. what's wrong scrap?
[20:21] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The picture changes on the robots chest to have smoke pouring out of the stallion's ears. "Accessing... Fillies and colt in unit... 0."
[20:22] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap, Canary, and Thunder_Strike hear the shot, it's coming from a block over.
[20:24] * Canary sighs, "Not out of the woods yet."
[20:25] * Scrap starts running for the cages. "We need to get into better cover. That sounded bad."
[20:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap and company make the cages pretty quick. Blackberry shoulders her way to the front, looking for a way in. The stallion's been hurt.
[20:28] * North_Star raises his voice again, not too willing to leave the safety of the wall. "Hey!"
[20:31] <Mister_Clacky|GM>   Gin drags himself down the stairs a bit as another barrage tears ineffectively at the belltower above them. The bell takes several hits, ringing out loud in protest.
[20:32] * Scrap helps her if he can.
[20:33] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry takes a step back. "Get it open, Scrap." His claws might be enough to cut through the chainlink with proper force.
[20:34] * Snack_Cake frowns. "None at all...? So she's not here?" She checks her EFS, to be doubly sure, looking for any friendly marks that don't belong to Blue, the colt, or the robot.
[20:34] * Canary looks for the source of the recent gunfire if possible, although it sounded distant
[20:34] * Scrap nods and begins trying to cut the fence.
[20:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Canary can't see it, it's on the other side of the building on the far block. HE would assume at the barricade they first ran into.
[20:35] * Canary conveys this estimation to Scrap
[20:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  "None patients on the wing, Miss Pie." Looking at her PipBuck, Snack can see there is a green mark, but it doesn't show elevation. There's more 'up' to the builing.
[20:39] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Scrap hacks his way through the chain link, the zebra-designed claws rending the wire with not-too-much effort.
[20:40] * Snack_Cake thinks for a moment. This robot /could/ be useful. "Do you think you could help me find her? It's very important! She might be upstairs, if she's not here."
[20:42] <Mister_Clacky|GM> The robot sparks in thought. "Hospital rules state I can only enter pediatric units."
[20:42] * Scrap curiously looks his claws over and is pleased to see little to know damage. These really are well made. He nods to Canary. "I hope North is ok."
[20:49] * Canary looks at his own bladed gauntlet, then to Scrap's to compare them, "I do too, but even if he's not we need to make sure we stay okay so we can help him."
[20:50] * Scrap nods. "Yeah. He can handle himself too."
[20:51] * Snack_Cake gives a little sigh. "Well... thank you for your help anyway." She turns to look for Blue. "Come on Blue, we have to keep looking!"
[20:51] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry slips into the hole and starts working on the stallion. He's alive.
[20:52] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blue gives a little hop and glide, landing on her back.
[20:52] * Thunder_Strike continues to follow scrap and canary.
[20:53] * Lucky_Star helps Gin to safety. "So much for not getting shot.."
[20:53] * Snack_Cake heads back out into the stairwell, and heads further up.
[20:54] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin looks worse for wear, but is rather lucky he decided to bandage the previous shot. "Help me check the bike." He points over at it at the bottom of the landing.
[20:55] * North_Star doesn't really care much for the bike, but hobbles down to give it a look over anyway.
[21:00] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin motions for him to set it up as he gets to his hooves with a pained expression.
[21:01] * North_Star starts to push it up onto it's wheels.
[21:02] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake and her small entourage notice nothing as they leave the wing. Back in the dark of the stairwell, the silence is haunting.
[21:03] * Snack_Cake keeps making her way up, until she finds another room to check.
[21:03] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry judges the stallion stable, but he's not going to be waking up soon.
[21:08] * Scrap stands by Berry. "What now? Do we get them out or look for North?"
[21:09] * Canary looks to scrap, "Needs of the many outweigh needs of the few. Even if he's a friend, I say we get these ponies out first. North can handle himself, they might not be able to."
[21:12] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake travels up to the next landing. Like the previous, it has a plaque at the door, Radiology/Oncology.
[21:14] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Gin climbs up on the motorbike and gives the backseat a pat. "Let's get out of here."
[21:14] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****Session End*****
[21:14] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  500 xp, no karma changes