Group 4 Session 25

<uSea_a_GM> **Group 4 Session 25 is a go!**

<uSea_a_GM> Small puddles of fire burn away on the bunk room's floor, igniting a table but leaving the beds and furniture around the edges intact. The ponies inside were not so lucky and some had been scorched pretty badly. In fact AtomBell was still on fire, seemingly oblivious to the flames that were eating away at her coat and feathers.

<uSea_a_GM> The slavers downstairs had been dealt with, leaving just two Red EFS dots coming from the dome above you; the albino Phase master Ghost and the pony she had called Romper. Combat is over for the moment, allowing you a chance to catch your breath and consider your next move.

* Scorch_Mechanic[A] is now known as Scorch_Mechanic

* Spectre gallops back into the bunkroom, staring in horror as she shes her marefriend burning alive and bolts over to try and help her put it out

<uSea_a_GM> Recovering from his own ordeal, Short Stop rushes to join Spectre in putting out the pegasus' flames.

* Milia pants, covered in blood. The blackened paste coating her neck and side was keeping her shotgun wound from bleeding out, but there was still a lot of buckshot lodged in her body. The zebra trots wearily over to the corner of the room, watching as Spec gallops off toward the other end of the hall. She withdraws a healing potion from her saddlebags, popping the cork off and downing its entire contents.

* Cerberus curled on the floot, hiding her head behind her hooves

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* Artifica stops panicking now that she's not on fire.  She pants, then swiftly turns to AtomBell, who is still burning, and tries to help.

* Cerberus is too scared even to move from where she is, it's quite hard trhat she will help

* Milia groans as her skin mends, some of the metal fragments lodged in her side are pushed out, forcing their way past the blood stop goo. "Holy Tartarus that smarts like a foal of a bitch..." she grumbles as she trots back to the bunk room herself, finally.

<uSea_a_GM> Thanks to Spectre, Artifica, and Short Stop the burning pegasus is finally put out. AtomBell then collapses on the floor, caught midfall by Spectre.

* Milia beholds the site, a tad groggy from the blood loss. She shakes her head, however, perking up in shock when she sees everything was either on fire or burnt to a crisp. "Mother FUCK, did that unicorn do this?!"

* Artifica focuses her healing magic on the poor pegasus.

* Cerberus notices that there's no new burning, and tdecides that it's safe enouggh to uncurl and get up

* Milia lets her gaze shift up to the ceiling. "I'll rip her goddess damn head off..." the zebra seethes. Sweeping a concerned look across her group, she remembers she has two more healing potions still. "Anypony need some liquid feel good? And I don't mean the alcoholic kind. I still have...two potions left."

* Cerberus and since there's a lot of ponies taking care of the wounded pegasus, the foal decides to go to the small room withthe stairway going up and play guard dog

* Spectre keeps holding the unconscious pegasus, not wanting to leave her side. She's still bleeding from the gunshot wounds she sustained earlier.

* Milia offers a healing potion to Spectre. "Spec...here, you got shot up pretty bad too."

* Spectre looks over at the zebra and takes the healing potion in her telekinesis, ripping out the cork with her teeth and draining the bottle "Thanks."

* Milia looks at Atom, her ears wilting. "Is...is she going to be..."

<Spectre> "He better be or I'm sticking one of those incendiary grenades up that bitches plot. She's still breathing, just unconscious."

* Cerberus approaches very slowly the stairs heading up and holds her breath, trying to listen if there's somepony upstair

* Milia lets out a sigh of relief. "Well, that's a good sign, at least...I hope...I'm gonna...I'm gonna go head over and help Cerberus guard the stairs. We'll let you know if anything else pops its head out from up there..." she stammers as she turns to leave.

* Milia trots over and joins Cerberus at the stairs.

<uSea_a_GM> Cerberus can hear talking and heavy hoofsteps from above. Milia joins her just in time to see a stallion wearing a heavy metal helmet come into view at the top of the stairs.

* Milia stares at the stallion. "...Fuck."

* Spectre removes the drum from her shotgun with her telekinesis and replaces the missing shells while she waits

* Cerberus doesnt think too much and opens fire without even thinking, trying to hit the parts that are less protected

* Milia yells out. "WE GOT ONE MORE INCOMING!"

* Bangle is now known as Primer

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* Arcane_Scroll is now known as Pony_72290

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* Cerberus opens fire against the armored pony's eyes, hitting them with her laser beam

* Arcane_Zim[A] is now known as Arcane_Scroll

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<uSea_a_GM> The stallion roars in pain and charges down the stairs. He doesn't seem very happy.

* Cerberus the foal shoots 4 more times and then runs for her life; a couple of shots ht the target, though

<uSea_a_GM> One of Rompers' eyes is burned clean away, go Cerberus!

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* Shadow|Hell is now known as Shadow

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* ApricotCordial is now known as AtomBell

* Milia sees the stallion charging down. She ALSO sees a tiny little foal plant two more shots in his eyes, which seems to make him angrier. "Uh, Cerberus...RUN!" she yells as she plants her two hind hooves in the stallion's side as he charges down the stairs.

* Milia gets her legs swept out from under her. She quickly scrambles back to her hooves, choosing to get in one last revenge kick before she flees as well. She did NOT want to be on the ground next to this guy.

* Spectre gently sets Atom down on the floor and stands up, trotting to the doorway and peeking out, unslinging her rifle as she walks and waiting for this bastard to show is ugly face

* Cerberus gives voice to AtomBell

* AtomBell continues to be unconcious and not on fire.

<uSea_a_GM> Romper chases them into the corridor, murder on his mind, but he steps right into the sights of Spectre's rifle.

* Spectre puts two shots into the armored pony

<uSea_a_GM> The two shots almost cause him to miss a step, but instead he continues charging toward Milia and Cerberus.

* Milia braces for pain. She knows it's coming.

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<uSea_a_GM> Howling with rage, Romper barrels down to corridor, planning to stomp anypony in his path.

* Milia becomes a black and white and red all over cannon ball as Big McLargeHuge sends her flying into a small puce filly.

* Cerberus ducks just in time to avoid becoming a 7-10 spare

* Spectre puts another round into him.

<uSea_a_GM> Not only does Romper knock Milia flying, but his Bear Trap weapons do a number on her leg!

* Milia groans in pain as she lays on the floor, her leg mangled. "Fuck...you...Stump...Beefnob..."

* Arcane_Scroll is now known as Arcane_Eating[A]

* Artifica races to Milia, casting healing magics over the wounded zebra.

<Artifica> 2d10+10

<Artifica> 10+2d10

<Artifica> Bones?

<uSea_a_GM> (wrong channel)

<Spectre> (Wrong channel.)

<Artifica> EEP

<uSea_a_GM> Romper eyes Artifica over the fallen zebra, blowing steam from his nostrils. He was ready for round 2.

* Milia can start to feel her wounds mend as Artifica wraps her in a healing glow. She still felt like hell, but ever little bit helps. She looks up at the unicorn, shooting her a very bloody grin. "Hrrrgh...thanks, Art..."

* Artifica smiles.  "My pleasure."  She looks up at Romper, "Behave, or I'll show you what my magic can do to those I *don't* like."

* AtomBell pulls herself upright.  Things seem to have swiftly gone downhill from the whole 'being set on fire mark' to the point where 'everypony else gets their flanks beat'.  A quick check confirms that her pistol is still there, so she draws it without further contemplation.  Maybe her peashooter can do /something/.

* Arcane_Eating[A] is now known as Arcane_Scroll

* AtomBell fires away

<uSea_a_GM> Most of the shots go wild, and the one which does hit simply pings off his barding

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* Cerberus the foal runs towards the fighter, then at the last time she tries droping and passing him by sliding

<Cerberus> while sliding, she places 3 strikes shooting the weapon with her tail and ends up right behind the pony

<uSea_a_GM> The giant slaver grunts in pain as his belly and unmentionables are scorched by Cerberus's attack.

* Milia laughs, hacking up a bit of blood mid way through. "Punch Rockgroin got his groin rocked..." She cranes her neck over to look at Spec, giving her a weary 'You wanna take this one?' look.

* Spectre shrugs and fires the last four rounds in her clip into him

* Spectre fires off three shots without a problem, but the fourth jams the weapon

* Cerberus takes a look around "i'd not let the guard down.. there's stil la crazy bitch with teleporting grenades...."

* AtomBell nods, looking up at the ceiling

* AtomBell is now known as SupperBell

* Cerberus stops for a moment to reload her weapons as fast as she can

* Milia whimpers a bit as she struggles to upright herself. Artifica's healing magic thankfully was mending her leg enough to put a bit of pressure on, but she needed more serious medical attention before she would be back at even 50% "RIP, Blast Hardcheese, you giant cock!" she spits a bit of blood on the fallen slaver.

<uSea_a_GM> The first bullet breaks off the slaver's face plate, the other two break off his face. He falls, stone dead.

* Spectre unjams her rifle and places a fresh clip into it

* Cerberus since the others have healings to do, the foal heads cautiously for the stairs, looking at them from below but not trying her luck for the moment

* Milia removes the beartrap hooves from the body. She looks through his saddlebags as well to see if she can find anything else.

* SupperBell holsters her pistol and hurries forward to Milia, wings already dipping into her packs

<SupperBell> "Hold still!"

* Milia winces. "Hrrk! But...but there's looting to do! Awww...okay..."

* Milia obediently stays still while Atom works her magic.

<SupperBell> "Lyeut gan wait, let me see wot real magic divvint fix."

* Cerberus very slowly moves up some step, checking the stairs to not trip into any thread

* SupperBell runs her wings gently over the zebra's body, noting the most severe bleeding injuries were already starting to heal up.  The leg though was broken.

<SupperBell> "Yor leg's broke."

* Milia chuckles. "I figured! Uh...can...can it be fixed?..."

* SupperBell nods

<SupperBell> "Wey aye."

* Artifica leans over Milia, "Of course it can."  Her horn starts to glow.  "Sadly, this won't be pleasant..."

* Milia lets out a relieved sigh, wincing as the waves of pain throb in regular intervals.

* SupperBell offers Milia a wing to bite on

* SupperBell is now known as ActuallySupperBell

<uSea_a_GM> Short Stop walks over to Atom and the striken zebra. "Err, I'm not a doctor or anything but I've fixed a fair few broken legs in my time. I'll do my best to help."

* ActuallySupperBell holds a potion at the ready on the one not being offered as a gag.

* Artifica steps back, panting.  She nods to AtomBell.  "Doctor, if you would?"

* Artifica magic straightens the bones out to properly set and even begins the laborious act of knitting the broken bits together... then stops, faltering.

* Cerberus is keeping an eye to the dtairs, a little more than halfway up and holding her breath to listen better

* Milia locks down on the wing with her teeth and starts to scream, her eyes go wide. "MMMMPH MMMMPH MMMMMMMMMPH OKAY OKAY LETS SEE WHAT MUSHMOUTH CAN DO MAGIC ISN'T FEELING LIKE IT'S WORKING OUT SO HOT OW OW OW OW OW NNNNGGGGGGGAAAAAH!"

* Spectre winces at Milia's cries

* Artifica cringes back, her ears drooping.  "Sorry, sorry...  Atombell!  Help!"

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* Cerberus from somewhere upstairs, arrives a single ZAP!

* ActuallySupperBell is now known as AtomBell

<uSea_a_GM> Ghost screams in pain, the unseen filly getting a perfect shot at her horn as she paced around. Her magic momentarily flares and she drops through the floor.

* Cerberus runs downstairs "get her alive!"

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* Spectre jumps at the abrupt appearance of the filly who injured her marefriend and charges her with a roar

<uSea_a_GM> The party hears a commotion in the Control Room, followed by a yelp and a loud crash. It ends a moment later with a *thunk!*

<Spectre> (Redact then)

* Milia is currently busy being tended to by said marefriend. She does, however, exclaim when she hears the goings on. "The fuck did just happened up there!?..."

* AtomBell nods and with a ginger flap of her wing steps toward's Milia's hindquarters, "Canny try Arti, but.... let me tek a lyeuk at it.

* AtomBell 's ears flatten, "Berry?"

* Cerberus "i got the grenadeer! hit her on the horn she should be unable to magic now, but in case, break that head dick to be sure!"

* AtomBell starts working on Milia's leg as fast as she can, "Arti?  Gan yee gerrus somethin fo' a splint?"

* Spectre goes to investigate the noises.

<uSea_a_GM> Inside the control room, Ghost is unconscious on the floor. Prefect is standing over her with a broken chair in his mouth and a knife sticking out his shoulder. He drops the chair when he see's Spectre "She stabbed me!"

* Artifica goes with Spectre, casting a cringing glance back towards Milia before scurrying.

<Spectre> "I can see that."

* Milia winces, trying to stifle her laughter at Cerberus' comment. "*snrrk* BERRY, STOP MAKING ME LAUGH WHEN IVE GOT A MARE ON MY FLANK! IT MAKES IT HARD TO STAY STILL!"

* AtomBell grabs something else handy and temporarily binds it to Milia's leg with her surgical tubing

* AtomBell smirks

* Milia found the term "head dick" to be endlessly amusing.

* AtomBell finds it oddly appropriate

<uSea_a_GM> "Then she ran straight into the window and bounced off!" Prefect continues.

* AtomBell holds the potion from earlier on the wing extended out towards Milia, "Drink that."

<Spectre> "What's the deal with the chair?"

* Milia nods. "Y'you got it, doc!"

* Milia gulps it down greedily.

<uSea_a_GM> "Then I hit her with the chair!" Prefect says, continuing his unhelpful streak.

* AtomBell watches the leg to make sure it heals up straight, "Ease yer weight off'i."

* Milia nods. "O-okay..." she shifts her weight to the left, towards her front.

* Spectre shrugs "Fair enough. You got any rope?"

* Cerberus "yes i do!" the foal gives Spectre HER ROPEW

* Cerberus takes a moment to check the mare's horn

* Spectre smiles down at cerberus and takes the rope then goes over to Ghost and hogties her.

* AtomBell undoes the tubing and packs it away, letting the scrap splint fall away

<AtomBell> "Thor yas, canny as new an' sonsy tuh fight."

<uSea_a_GM> It's obvious to anyone looking that her horn is broken. It seems to have split painfully down the middle and only the left half remains.

* Milia lets out a sigh, her ears relaxing and flapping down to the side of her head. "Ahhh...that feels...better. A lot better. Thanks, doc! I hardly feel like I was shot in the neck at point blank range with a shotgun and then brutalized by a giant meat fridge wielding beartraps!" she shoots a grin to Atom.

* Spectre shudders and looks over at Cerberus "Remind me to never piss you off, sweetie."

* AtomBell winks back at Milia before calling out, "Anypony else?"

* Cerberus smiles "it wasn't that hard... actually it was fun"

<Spectre> "...exactly."

* Spectre finishes the last knot in the rope and stands up, looking down at ghost.

* Cerberus and then, suddenly, her flank flares as something appears on it: the silhouette of a pony wearing a hat and a trenchcoat, but all black and with no features

* Milia trots around the hallway, letting the others handle the prisoner. She was getting used to trotting on her still somewhat tender leg.

* Milia pops the cork off her last healing potion, resting against the hallway wall. "Let me know if she gives you any trouble in there, I've got a brand new leg pretty much and I need to break it in. Preferably against somepony's face!" she calls out, unaware Berry's new cutie mark.

<AtomBell> "Neepony else needs medical care?"

* Cerberus "well, shall we check what she had in her bags?"

* AtomBell trots towards the room everypony else had vanished into.

* Cerberus "ah... i could use some fixing doc... i got burned a bit..."

<AtomBell> "Oh, um, reet.  Ah remembor that."

* Cerberus then smiles "but then i found the mare that burned us and she got what she deserved!"

* AtomBell enters the room with her head in a bag for  bandages, "That's why yee nee't tuh trim yor coet mare Berry."

* AtomBell winces

<AtomBell> "Ah'm sure."

* Milia whistles as she heads into the bunk area. "Well, while they're busy with the spooky ghost mare..." she mutters to herself, retrieving all the various herbs she's acquired thus far.

* Cerberus "but i like my coat long! it's softer and i dont' need a pillow to sleep!" turns her head to look at her own fur and notices the cutiemark "sure it gets stained a lot, but that's not a problem..." tries rubbing the cutiemark away

<AtomBell> "An' also lit on-" pulls her head out with bandages in her mouth, "Cyuie mawk!!"

* Arcane_Scroll is now known as Arcane_Scroll[A]

* Arcane_Scroll[A] is now known as Arcane_Eating[A]

* Cerberus tilts her head "really, you should hire an interpreter...."

* Spectre looks over at Atom "...Cutie Mark?"

* AtomBell points at Cerberus' flank with a hoof, spitting out her bandages, "Cutie mark, aye!"

* Spectre trots over to flank gaze Cerberus "Berry that isn't a stain, that's a cutie mark."

* Spectre grins and nuzzles Cerberus gently, trying to avoid any burns. which is hard.

* Cerberus stops rubbing and stares at it, a bit confused "it's... black... guys i'm not getting one of those stupid brands yoou ponies get.... i'm a hellhound inside!"

<AtomBell> ".....ah divvint knar wot it means, but wey aye."

* Cerberus keeps staring at her butt "it looks like... i have no idea..."

* AtomBell starts unraveling bandages to apply to the poor, scorched, hellfilly.

<AtomBell> "Sta still an' i'll try tuh help yee."

<Spectre> "It looks like a pony with a hat to me. sort of."

* Spectre squints and leans closer "Yea that's definitely a hat."

<AtomBell> "Yee gan worry abyeut that lator," she adds before picking up the end of the bandage and starts wrapping.

* Damhoof is now known as damhoof|sleep

<AtomBell> "Short next."

* Cerberus feels a lot better after the bandaging "hey thank you!"

* Spectre probably still has two (If I remember correctly) bullets in her side, but she's forgotten about them since drinking the potion.

* Cerberus "soooo.... it means i'm good at wearing hats?"

* Spectre shrugs

* Cerberus shrugs "i'm okay with it, i like hats anyway"

<AtomBell> "Hats are nice."

<AtomBell> "Anypony else?  Artifica, sweetie?

* AtomBell trots towards her marefriend

* Spectre scratches her mane and turns back to look at Ghost, scowling

* Cerberus sits i na corner, keeping an eye on her new tatoo and waiting for the others to interrogate the captured slaver

* AtomBell nuzzles Spec's mane

* Spectre turns and gives AtomBell a peck on the muzzle

* AtomBell asks softly, "Yas alreet?"

* AtomBell melts a little

* Milia has started to sing a song as she trots to and from the bunk room, setting various pots and pans out onto the stove area and filling them all with various mixtures. "A stick, a stone | it's the end of the road | it's the rest of a stump, it's a little alone | it's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun | it is night, it is death, it's a trap, it's a gun..."

* Spectre shrugs "I got shot. Twice."

* Artifica shakes her head.  "I think the fire scared me more than scarred me."  She looks bashful.

* AtomBell bites Spec on the ear, "Where?"

<uSea_a_GM> Short thanks Atom for her help, then steps out of her way as she looks over the other ponies.

* Spectre turns to show the bullet holes in her barding

* Cerberus trots next to milia nad sniffs her but doesnt' disturb... at least, she doesnt' speak

<AtomBell> "Glad tuh heor it.  An' thanks, since ah neglected tuh sa it earlior, fo' healin me soz plot."

* AtomBell frowns.  Ideally she'd just have Spec strip before operating but for the time being bandages will have to do.

<AtomBell> "Ahm ganin tuh bandage yee fo' neeo Spec, rites?"

* Spectre shrugs "Rites."

* Cerberus and since milia seems to be cooking, she also wags her tail waiting for somerhing to nom

* Cerberus because dog antics are hard to die

<uSea_a_GM> A warning siren blares twice from the control room and lights beside the door flash red.

<uSea_a_GM> 'Alignment achieved.'

* AtomBell slaps a healing bandage over the wound as a quick fix

<uSea_a_GM> **End of Session for Group 4**

* Milia gets sniffed as she stands over one of the various pots. She doesn't notice the filly at first, happy to keep singing. "And the riverbank talks of the waters of march | it's the promise of life | it's the joy in your huaaAAGH!" she feels the small puffs of breath on her side. "Oh, hey Cerberus...how's it going in there?"

<Milia> ((ruh roh!))