FoE PNP G-Platypus Session 55

[18:38] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****G-Platypus: The City of Broad Withers - Session 55*****
[18:38] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Basement.
[18:39] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Walking through the destroyed urban center, each ruin and structure has its secrets.
[18:40] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Each has the capacity for hidden treasures or horrors.
[18:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  What's past that next door?
[18:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****Session Start*****
[18:42] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Below the elevated vat, a stairway descends to a heavy basement door.
[18:44] * Blackberry_Jam is seriously doubting that this minotaur could figure out whatever sort of Prism tech was behind this door. She approaches it on her hind legs, weapon drawn.
[18:45] * Scrap follows next to her, claws out.
[18:46] * North_Star keeps close behind the two, his out shotgun out.
[18:47] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Trotting down the spiral stairway, they approach the door. A bit of light spills out of the crack, the door slightly ajar.
[18:49] * Snack_Cake takes a deep breath to steel herself. This is the place...
[18:51] * Blackberry_Jam takes hold of it and wrenches the door open. Her laser sight clicks on with a low whine.
[18:52] * North_Star keeps his eyes on the ajar door while his tail switches out his massive hoof cannon of a revolver for his modest .44 in his holster.
[18:54] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The door yields easily, opening out onto a catwalk that rings a long room. Looking down the area looks to have been a range of some kind, stalls below you and targets hanging near the far wall.
[18:55] * Blackberry_Jam turns to the stallions beside her and slinks in. She looks for a way to head down into the range.
[18:55] * Scrap keeps next to her, also looking around.
[18:56] * North_Star pokes his head through the door, looking down at the range as well
[18:56] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The range is littered with scraps of hide and bone. Low growls and the sound of tussling reach their ears. A hundred feet down the range a quartet of leonin shapes roll and scuffle amid a mess of small pony bits.
[18:57] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Off to the right, in what may have once been a weapon locker, several equine shapes can just be noticed.
[18:57] * Snack_Cake is very uneasy about this. She sticks as close to Thunder as she can.
[18:58] * Blackberry_Jam stops in her tracks. Lions on the shooting range? She turns to Scrap, then looks past him to North_Star. She taps her weapon four times, and points to the lion-y things.
[18:59] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The quartet of young manticores continue to play in their nest, so far unaware of the group.
[19:01] * North_Star tucks hus shotgun away, bringing out his hunting rifle and draws a bead on the manticore nest.
[19:02] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star draws on the four manticore cubs.
[19:04] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam finds her gaze fixed on them. The rest notice, as they look around, that there is a door off past the gun locker.
[19:06] * Thunder_Strike looks at Snack_Cake and touchs her shoulder gently.
[19:07] * North_Star looks up from his scope to swap the pistols in his possesion again, thinking it'd be best to stick to the catwalk. He looks over to the door while his tail does the work.
[19:08] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  There is a metallic rattle from down below.
[19:09] * Blackberry_Jam knits her brow. The quicker they could take out these cubs, the better. She jerks her attention down to the rattling. What was that?
[19:10] * Scrap quickly pokes Blackberry_Jam and points to the door, just in case it might be useful.
[19:10] * Snack_Cake sticks close to Thunder_Strike. "Why did they have to pick this place...?"
[19:10] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Down in the weapon's locker a small pony has reared up, rattling the door to the locker in an attempt to get their attention as he looks up. There's more movement behind him.
[19:10] * Thunder_Strike shrugs and hugs her gently. ''I dunno.''
[19:11] * Blackberry_Jam turns her attention to where Scrap points. She raises brow, but is certainly distracted. "Shhhh!" She hisses.
[19:14] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  There are stairs down from the catwalk at the corner of the room.
[19:14] * Blackberry_Jam is on her way to those stairs, then.
[19:14] * North_Star shifts his side, getting used to the weight in his holster again before settling his rifle's aim on the nest again.
[19:14] * Scrap keeps with her.
[19:17] * North_Star looks up and Blackberry and Scrap making a move. He waves a hoof to warn Snack_Cake and Thunder_Strike to keep low and begins to follow, keeping the rifle barrel towards the nest.
[19:18] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The stairs lead down to the main floor behind the stalls. A counter seperates them from the range proper. There is a half-door that gives access to the range and to the weapon's locker where several ponies are being held.
[19:19] * Blackberry_Jam heads on through to the range proper, weapon still raised and ready. Once she can talk without fear of being noticed, she'd set up a plan.
[19:20] * Thunder_Strike looks over at north and nods, then gets low and moves further down the car walk to get alittle closer, then gets ready to open fire waiting for north to take the first shot.
[19:21] * Snack_Cake isn't a very sneaky pony, but she tries her best.
[19:23] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The manticore cubs are far to distracted in their play to notice as the group heads down onto the range. At the base of the stairs the group has a little bit of cover, the shooting stalls seperating them from the cubs.
[19:26] * Blackberry_Jam is still out of her comfortable operating range... Shotguns didn't make good range weapons. Seeing that Scrap and herself were at a disadvantage here, she gives North_Star the go ahead nod.
[19:28] * North_Star returns the nod, taking aim with his rifle and drawing a bead on a manticore cub, giving the group a moment to brace themselves.
[19:30] * Blackberry_Jam turns to Scrap. "If they move on us, we'll press back against them, but wait till they engage /us/. Don't give up this position if we don't have to."
[19:31] * Scrap nods. Plans are good.
[19:32] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star places a round through one of the cubs, who collapses in a heap, no longer moving.
[19:32] * Snack_Cake squeezes her eyes shut. She can't watch this!
[19:34] * North_Star brings his crosshairs on the cub next to that one, firing off a second round.
[19:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star fires off another round, another cub collapsing in a heap.
[19:39] * Canary blinks at the cubs, "Um... can we keep one?"
[19:40] * Snack_Cake gives Thunder_Strike a hug. She doesn't like this!
[19:40] * Scrap readys himself for if they approach.
[19:41] * Canary notes, "Just seems kinda mean to shoot em all like that."
[19:42] * Blackberry_Jam deadpans at Canary. "Are... you... what..."
[19:42] * Canary shrugs, "Sure the big one attacked us, but these are little ones."
[19:43] * Thunder_Strike fires once at another of the little ones.
[19:43] * Blackberry_Jam lids her eyes at him. "You're joking. Look, focus, here. We can't distract ourselves with silly crap like that."
[19:45] * Canary tilts his head, 'But I'm so good at it."
[19:45] * Snack_Cake frowns at Blackberry_Jam. "He's right... They're just babies..."
[19:46] * Blackberry_Jam huffs. "Has everypony gone crazy?"
[19:46] * North_Star resists the urge to bean Canary with a firm hoof.
[19:46] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Thunder_Strike's twinshot downs a third cub in a sizzling heap.
[19:47] * Canary nods to Snack_Cake, "Not like they know better. Or are trying to hurt us right now."
[19:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The last of the cubs rolls to its feet. It mewls and noses at its littermate.
[19:52] * Canary frowns. Okay, now he felt really bad
[19:55] * Snack_Cake just shakes her head. "Would you kill somepony's foal, even if you knew they were bad ponies?"
[19:55] * Scrap continues to wait for if they come up the stairs to attack.
[19:57] * Blackberry_Jam is dumbfounded. "Snack, you can't even begin to equate the two. Now's not the time for this, all right? Those ponies over there need help."
[19:57] * Thunder_Strike has started to feel bad for shooting too.
[20:02] * Canary shakes his head, "I'm not gonna pull the trigger."
[20:02] * Blackberry_Jam mutters, "Then don't." She says, shifting in her position a little.
[20:04] * Snack_Cake is not happy with Berry's answer. "You CAN equate the two! Just because you think they're gonna be vicious doesn't mean you're not murdering foals!"
[20:06] * Blackberry_Jam points towards them. "There are ponies over there, Snack, stuck over there because those things aren't letting them leave!"
[20:12] * Snack_Cake shakes her head. "You don't have to kill them..."
[20:15] * Blackberry_Jam shakes her own head. "Then what do we do? Leave them be so they can grow up like their big brother?"
[20:17] * Snack_Cake doesn't know. "Move them somewhere... do something that isn't just heartless murder. They haven't done anything yet! They might never do anything, if we take them someplace away from ponies..."
[20:19] * Blackberry_Jam looks around. "This place looks like it's away from ponies. Face it, Snack. You can't fix every monster..."
[20:22] * Snack_Cake stomps her hoof. "And you'd rather BE the monster, Berry!? There are some things a pony should never do... and ever since I left my stable, I've seen all kinds of ponies doing every... last... one."
[20:23] * North_Star interuppts to conversation with a rifle report down range and at the final cub.
[20:24] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The cub's head evaporates into a pink mist as it goes to lay beside it's littermates.
[20:24] * North_Star opens the rifle's action and starts loading rifle rounds into it while he goes over to inspect the nest. "Carry on.."
[20:25] * Blackberry_Jam doesn't move her weapon. "You know what ponies should never do, Snack?" She flicks her ear at the shot. "Let seeming harmlessness cloud your judgement." She says, hopping over the counter and moving towards the ponies in the corner.
[20:26] * Snack_Cake flinches at the sound. She just... cries. This was something important and good and right and they just... ignored it. Ponies shouldn't do such horrible things...
[20:28] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The critter slips out of Thunder_Strike's bag and lands near Snack_Cake, leaning against her in her distress.
[20:29] * Snack_Cake scoops him up and hugs him!
[20:29] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam moves past the half door to the weapon locker, spying three young ponies inside. The oldest looking one stands up against the door, shaking it and looking imploringly at her. The other two lay curled up behind him.
[20:30] * Scrap is just glad no one in the group got hurt. He heads the the stairs to see if there are anymore creatures and then sits, letting the others figure stuff out.
[20:31] * Blackberry_Jam stashes her weapon and leans down. "Are you three all right?"
[20:32] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Looking around, there is a plentiful amount of unidentifiable meat spread around. There's also several piles of pony bones strewn about, looking gnawed upon.
[20:32] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The cold hisses something past chapped lips as he motions back to the other two. There is a lock on the weapon locker door.
[20:33] * North_Star pushes the detatched meat and bones aside before taking a machete to the cubs, wanting to see if their insides look cookable.
[20:33] <Mister_Clacky|GM> colt*
[20:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star hacks up the cubs, getting four portions of manticore meat, eight wing leather, and four scorpion tails.
[20:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The critter nuzzles Snack_Cake as she cries and holds him.
[20:35] * Blackberry_Jam gives the lock an experimental bash with the butt of her weapon.
[20:37] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The door doesn't yeild to the bash. Inside the colt backs away. Behind him the two other young ponies look up, but don't stand.
[20:38] * North_Star packs the portions of meat each around a pair of wings, and ties the packs together with the scorpian tails before tucking all four packs into the second-largest pouch in his satchel, the one for things that aren't guns.
[20:38] * Blackberry_Jam motions for Thunder_Strike to join her. "Thunder, help me get this lock open."
[20:41] * North_Star walks over to the weapon locker as well, looking over at the foals inside.
[20:42] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The colt stands protectively in front of the two smaller foals. They look up with big eyes, legs tucked under them as they watch you, eyes half-vacant.
[20:45] * Snack_Cake steadies herself, and heads over to try and help make sure the foals are okay... at the least she can do that.
[20:46] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The critter hops up onto Snack_Cake's back. She can see the bits of pony and what's left of the cubs as she walks up behind Blackberry_Jam. The colt looks between her and Blackberry_Jam.
[20:47] * Snack_Cake tries her best not to look at the... horrible scene.
[20:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Closer looking shows Snack_Cake, North_Star, and Blackberry_Jam that the two smaller young ponies are fillies.
[20:49] * Thunder_Strike walks over to thunder and fumbles through her satchels hunting for her screw driver and lick picks.
[20:49] <Thunder_Strike> lockpicks*
[20:50] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Thunder_Strike fumbles a bit with the lock to start, but she gets it unlocked with the second bobbypin.
[20:50] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Blackberry_Jam and North_Star notice, that while the fillies have their legs tucked up under them, they don't look right.
[20:51] * Blackberry_Jam raises a brow. "Come here, little ones... Can all of you walk?"
[20:52] * Canary counts the ceiling tiles
[20:52] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The colt looks back at them, he shakes his head. The fillies start to stir, short legs shifting them to the side. Crude stitches and burns mare their legs, which end at the fetlocks.
[20:53] * North_Star shakes his head and swears in another language under his breath.
[20:54] * Snack_Cake frowns and heads over to help some of the foals. She'll carry them on her back, if she has to. "Come on, we have to get you out of here..."
[20:55] * Blackberry_Jam 's eyes widen. "Oh sweet Luna... Don't worry," she says, tapping the MoP symbols all over her barding and beret, "I'm a doctor. I can help. Here..." She says, slipping inside. "No, Snack, we'll need to administer care here... We can't safely transport them with those wounds."
[20:56] * Snack_Cake takes a step back and just gives a sad look.
[20:56] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake's PipBuck crackles. "Proximity to Delta Priority target detected, Snack_Cake 'D'. Proceed to designated area." Her map highlights the door past the cage.
[20:58] * North_Star looks down at Snack_Cake's PipBuck, then to Snack_Cake.
[20:58] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The fillies look up at Blackberry_Jam, a bit of the vacantness leaving their eyes as they start to become a bit more animated in their expressions. They're motions are odd, like maybe they are on something, but she can't tell what.
[20:59] * Snack_Cake eyes the door, muttering a quiet, "Nooo... not now..."
[21:00] * North_Star follows Snack_Cake's eyes, looking up at the door before nudging her side. "Quick. Ask TOM if that door's been opened often."
[21:01] * Blackberry_Jam frowns a little. She leans down next to the first filly and starts bandaging her legs. "Let's get these wounds clean..."
[21:05] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The fillies are very complient to Blackberry_Jam. They do what they are asked and she bandages their stumps.
[21:06] * Snack_Cake gives a sigh and asks, "Does anypony go through the door often, TOM?"
[21:06] * Blackberry_Jam administers bandages to where they're needed. "How does that feel?" She wishes she had some lipbalm.
[21:07] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The colt hisses a thank you as the two fillies are bandaged up. His hooves are still in place.
[21:08] * Blackberry_Jam smiles between all of them. "Do you think you can walk now?"
[21:10] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  TOM replies to Snack_Cake. "No unauthorized accesses of vault detected, facility compromised. Data missing for multiple timeframes. Check required."
[21:11] * North_Star sighs. "What a lot of help.."
[21:12] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The fillies try to comply, making an attempt to stand on their stumps, but they collapse in short order. Pained, but silent.
[21:14] * Blackberry_Jam nods to North_Star. "We're carrying them out, North. Let's get them."
[21:14] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake's PipBuck blinks. "Accessing. Granting access." The door hisses open.
[21:15] * Snack_Cake glances at the door. She calls out, "Berry..."
[21:17] * Blackberry_Jam looks up at the door, having scooped Filly #1 on to her back. "Oh... Shit... All right, we'll take these three upstairs to see Nightshade... She can watch out for them."
[21:17] * North_Star walks over to one of the foals before he hears both the PipBuck and the door. His tail whips around the grip of his hoofcannon, ready to draw and fire.
[21:20] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The interior of the next room brightens as ancient lights flare to life. Inside there is a clear wall made of the same material the clear walkway was made of in the PEG compound. Behind it are rows of cylindrical containers. To the right, outside of the clear box, is a pony shaped dummy sporting a saddle. A large weapon is slung under the pegasus manikin.
[21:22] * North_Star slowly trots for the door, drawing his pistol and looking around the next room.
[21:22] * Blackberry_Jam frowns as North_Star ignores her suggestion. "North..."
[21:23] <North_Star> "I'm just checking it, making sure nothing's gonna crawl out.."
[21:24] * Snack_Cake watches the door carefully...
[21:24] * Blackberry_Jam starts trotting with the filly on her back, topside. "Then close the door and wait." She mutters.
[21:25] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The PipBuck pipes up. "Visual inspection of container seals required. Other items unimportant."
[21:26] * Snack_Cake scowls. "You can wait, TOM. We have to make sure these foals are safe, before we go putting anypony in danger..."
[21:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Deadly stands at the top of the stairs with Spanner hiding behind her. She spots Blackberry_Jam as she makes her way up the spiral staircase."
[21:28] * Blackberry_Jam looks to Deadly. "There's two more down there... They were very hurt, but... They'll recover."
[21:28] * Canary sticks with Blackberry_Jam, wanting to see the foals to safety
[21:28] * North_Star holsters his pistol again, satisfied with the lack of things jumping out to attack him, and scoops up the second filly, shifting his satchel and guns away from his back before resting her on his back. "Keep still, we'll get you to safety." He advises as he trails behind Blackberry_Jam.
[21:30] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Deadly gives a weak nod and consoles the filly as she takes her off Blackberry_Jam's back. The filly is silent, laying her head on Deadly's neck.
[21:30] * Scrap sits to the side.
[21:30] * Snack_Cake helps get the fillies to safety
[21:31] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The colt follows behind North_Star as he heads upstairs. Snack_Cake following behind. They meet with Blackberry_Jam and Deadly at the top just after the swithc.
[21:31] * Blackberry_Jam gives a hopeful smile. "If anypony can see to their recovery, it's you."
[21:32] * North_Star trots up to Blackberry's side, turning so Deadly can get to the filly on his back without disturbing his rifle.
[21:34] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Deadly gets the second filly onto her back. She heads a few steps away and lays down, turning her head to nuzzle them and talk softly, trying to get them to respond. The colt moves over beside them along with Spanner.
[21:36] * Blackberry_Jam gives another smile. "There's something else we need to clear out, but we'll be back, all right?" She says to Nightshade and her new orphans.
[21:37] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Deadly turns and nods quickly before turning back to her new charges.
[21:37] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The critter still rests on Snack_Cake's back, ears swiveling around.
[21:37] * North_Star turns the head back down to the range and check out the door.
[21:38] * Blackberry_Jam is right next to him.
[21:41] * North_Star pokes his head into the door again, taking another look while his tail rests on his holstered pistol.
[21:41] * Blackberry_Jam has her shotgun primed and ready for a sweep. She ducks inside.
[21:41] * Scrap follows them, seeing that they're pressing on.
[21:41] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The room is as it was left. A clear cell containing rows of cylindrical containers that need a visual inspection and the pony form with the underslung weapon on it's saddle.
[21:42] * North_Star looks over at the weapon, relaxing his body as he goes over to take a closer look.
[21:44] * Snack_Cake looks around carefully inside for anything her Pipbuck needs to interface to
[21:44] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The weapon is some kind of rifle, attached to a battlesaddle, but oddly. It's underslung and looks to be made to be fired from the air.
[21:45] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake can see a terminal nearby the clear containment cell. TOM
[21:45] <Mister_Clacky|GM> s voice comes over the speaker. "Visual inspection required"
[21:45] * North_Star looks around for Thunder_Strike, whistling and waving her over to him and the weapon before trying to determine the exact details of the rifle.
[21:47] * Blackberry_Jam is relieved to see that it's safe. She takes a smoke break, outside the bunker.
[21:48] * Thunder_Strike looks at North_Star and walks over. what's up? she asks before looking at the weapon
[21:50] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The weapon is unlike anything he's seen before. Banks of capacitors line the outside of the barrel. Nearby are several boxes of medium grade gems shaped into pointed cylinders.
[21:51] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Thunder_Strike can peice together, with her knowledge of magical energy weapons, that is it some strange MEW varient, likely accelerating the gemshot in a way similar to a gauss rifle.
[21:51] * North_Star whistles, looking at the weapon and the gems supposed to fit in it. "Seems plenty deadly.."
[21:52] * Snack_Cake checks the terminal next to the cell.
[21:53] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake quickly interfaces with the terminal. A manipulator arm moves inside the clear room. The terminal reads, "Camera Arm" and "Manipulator Arm"
[21:54] * Blackberry_Jam slides down the wall a little, letting her weapon sit in her lap. It was like handling a different weapon all together... Virtually no recoil... insane capacity...
[21:56] * Snack_Cake tries to use the camera arm to do the inspection.
[21:57] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The screen shows the view of the camera as she drives it around to inspect the seals on all the cylinders. TOM seems happy with their condition.
[21:58] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Thunder_Strike figures the strange setup of the saddle could be used in tandem with her own setup.
[21:59] * North_Star looks over at Thunder_Strike. "What do you think? Wanna take it home?"
[22:00] * Snack_Cake wonders what exactly is so important here? She checks for some kind of manifest or log that lists what's stored here.
[22:02] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  TOM's voice comes over the PipBuck. "Samples inspected. Mission completed. Well done, Snack_Cake 'D'. Vault will seal when clear."
[22:04] * Thunder_Strike looks it over. my guess its some kinda very long range gauss rifle and based on how it's put in the saddle, I'd say it built for aural combat and seeing as I'm know the only Pegasus, is say yes. she says smiling at him.
[22:05] * North_Star smiles and nods. "Alright, gimme a hoof, let's get it down from here."
[22:07] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star and Thunder_Strike are able to get the saddle off the manikin in short order.
[22:09] * Thunder_Strike looks at North_Star, your a good scavenger right? help find some ammo yeah?''
[22:09] * North_Star helps Thunder_Strike pack the saddle and weapon away for carrying and gives it to her. "Alright, let me see if I can round up a few boxes worth.
[22:09] * North_Star then turns to round up some boxes of ammo for the new MEW
[22:10] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star finds around the room five boxes of twenty rounds each.
[22:10] * Snack_Cake is still looking for some kind of manifest...
[22:10] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The terminal only give the two arm commands. The cylinders aren't labled.
[22:11] * North_Star packs the rounds away where Thunder_Strike usually keeps her ammo. "There. That should last you a while."
[22:11] * Snack_Cake checks nearby, around the room, for a binder, or a notebook, or a ledger, or something!
[22:14] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  There's an empty binder on a desk at the back, but is empty besides that.
[22:17] * Thunder_Strike smiles at him thanks north.
[22:22] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  From what she can find, or lack of what she can find, Snack_Cake still has no clue what's the deal with the cylinders.
[22:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  There's nothing else of interest in the room that they can find.
[22:28] * North_Star nods to Thunder_Strike and steps out, looking over at Blackberry_Jam and her shotgun.
[22:29] * Thunder_Strike walks back out
[22:29] * Blackberry_Jam is clearing the action a few times, getting used to how it feels against her shoulder, getting a feel for the laser sight.
[22:30] * North_Star trots over, shifting his satchel back on top of his back. "Having fun?"
[22:32] * Blackberry_Jam slaps a fully loaded magazine back into with a nod. "It's an amazing weapon... No recoil to speak of, huge magazine..."
[22:32] * Snack_Cake frowns and heads over to Blackberry_Jam. "There, it's done. I don't know what's in there, though... TOM says this place will seal back up when we leave."
[22:33] * Blackberry_Jam hops up and snubs out her cigarette. "Great. Let's get the hell out of here..."
[22:34] * North_Star looks over at Snack_Cake before looking around at the range. "Shame, place like this and only one gun to speak of."
[22:47] * Blackberry_Jam is really starting to consider a sidearm.
[22:51] * Snack_Cake agrees with Blackberry_Jam. "I'd really like to leave as soon as we can, too..."
[22:56] * North_Star takes a quick stroll up and down the stalls of the range, checking for anything they might have missed.
[23:04] * Thunder_Strike is ready to go aswell.
[23:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  It looks like the range was picked clean long ago. Parts of ponies fed to the manticores and their droppings are all that's down there. Deadly is still waiting for them at the top of the stairway.
[23:28] * Blackberry_Jam is all too eager to leave them.
[23:28] <~Blackberry_Jam> The pony parts, that is.
[23:29] * Scrap heads up with them, ready to leave also.
[23:29] * North_Star huffs and leads the way up the stairs at out of the range.
[23:30] * Snack_Cake heads over to Thunder_Strike and nudges her. "Let's go, Thunder."
[23:35] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  When the last is out of the room, the heavy door seals tight.
[23:35] * Blackberry_Jam lowers herself down and scoops up one of the injured fillies on to her back once again. "I can probably get a better look at these three back at your home, Deadly."
[23:36] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Deadly seems to have gotten the fillies to answer her with little nods and shakes, a bit of progress from before. The colt looks at the group when they reappear.
[23:38] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The filly Blackberry_Jam scoops up holds onto her neck as she can with her shortened forelegs. Spanner shadows Deadly.
[23:38] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Deadly nods to Blackberry_Jam. "We should head back. The foals may be up and getting worried.
[23:39] * North_Star shifts his satchel again before scooping up the second filly, letting her rest on his back.
[23:39] * Blackberry_Jam agrees wholeheartedly and takes off at a brisk pace, but makes sure to be a comfy ride for her passenger.
[23:40] * Snack_Cake offers each of the fillies a bottle of Sparkle-cola, to help make them feel better.
[23:40] * North_Star first scrounges around the body of the minotaur and momma manticore for anything of value
[23:42] * Thunder_Strike follows Snack_Cake and the rest of the group
[23:43] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Spanner and the colt take the drinks. The first filly tries... but she can't hold it...
[23:45] * Snack_Cake helps her drink it!
[23:48] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  North_Star gets two manticore meat, two large wings, and a large scorpion tail from the adult manticore. The small minotaur has a hatchet, a bonesaw, a butcher's apron, and a pouch of 40 caps.
[23:51] * North_Star bundles the meat, wings, and tail like he did before. Swipes the caps and the hatchet, wipes his the blood off his machete with the apron, and packs the bonesaw away to give to Blackberry later.
[23:57] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Deadly carries the other foal, the colt and Spanner following behind her. They make for the exit.
[00:01] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  They pass into the store, the random scrap and wonderglue still on the shelves.
[00:02] * North_Star pauses for a moment to scrounge around the store, maybe something to help make something of use out of the wing leather, or bottles in case the scorpian tails have venom.
[00:03] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  After Blackberry_Jam took the medical supplies, all that's left are some basic tools, some flatwear, and two dozen bottles of wonderglue.
[00:08] * North_Star doesn't need that much Wonderglue. Nopony does. He instead takes about half dozen, enough tools to make a halfway decent set, and a couple of knives from the flatwear.
[00:10] * Blackberry_Jam blinks at North_Star. "Can you /really/ take that?"
[00:10] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  As North_Star puts the bottles of Wonderglue away, he notices the seal of the cap has been broken. Somepony has unscrewed the cap at some point. It still feels full.
[00:12] * North_Star looks the bottle over before holding setting it down and knocking it on it's side.
[00:12] * Blackberry_Jam nods slowly. "Put them /all/ back."
[00:12] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  It falls over.
[00:13] * North_Star thinks on the prospect of filly-made glue. He will admit, something's stuck in his throat at that thought. He chucks the glue aside, walking away before he decides to burn the whole stash.
[00:15] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Deadly cautiously checks the front door and steps out, looking around in the morning light.
[00:19] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Deadly looks back to the others. "Looks clear."
[00:19] * Blackberry_Jam moves out, nodding. "Let's move."
[00:19] * North_Star pokes his head out of the door, shielding his eyes while they adjust to the light change.
[00:20] * Snack_Cake keeps helping the filly with her cola, comforting her.
[00:21] * Scrap walks on out. He squints a bit, but finds it not as blinding as it used to be.
[00:21] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  The filly seems happy for the drink. She smiles to Snack_Cake from her perch on Blackberry_Jam's back.
[00:22] * Snack_Cake helps the filly finish off her cola, and when she's done, she goes to help the other with one of her own.
[00:24] * North_Star blinks once his eyes adjust and looks around as the group leaves the bakery, leaving it for some other poor soul to discover.
[00:26] * Blackberry_Jam thinks it's a good thing that they didn't leave four manticores for those poor souls when they do.
[00:27] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake moves up next to Deadly and helps the last foal get a drink. Deadly starts heading back toward the hill.
[00:29] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  And the group makes their way back to the orphanage with three new additions.
[00:29] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  *****Session End*****
[00:29] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Level 12 Achieved!
[00:30] <Mister_Clacky|GM>  Snack_Cake gains 2 karma for her heart in the face of the killing of cubs.