[FO:E] The Southern Wasteland of Equestria 1

[Benson]

[Train to Fillydelphia]

Welp. There's that look of hopelessness again. They are going to Fillydelphia. And they are going to die. If they're lucky they might die quickly instead of lingering for months and withering away due to radiation sickness.

...or they might get shipped off to the Goddess to be Unified. Which is a prospect that's even more terrifying.

And Swift Star watched laying on his belly, tail flicking in the breeze, goggles glinting. He was technically doing his duty of keeping an eye on the cargo. It was better than watching the slavers be stupid and annoy him.

[Tychris1]

Southwestern Equestria- Weird Facility 3:46 PM

Maul Steel's scavenger senses kick in! He instinctively goes to check the dented in supply cabinet and any other area that might hold something of interest. If this place was a security den then there must have been some weapons here! Maul loved his knives and they were his passion, but the phrase "Don't bring a knife to a gun fight" still has some weight to it. Eventually he'll even check the corpses slowly, looting them is always weird to him. He's stopped looking at the ghoul at this point, he didn't seem to mind what Maul was doing, and the ex slaver was just making sure the ghoul was keeping pace at this point.

[TAG Benson]

Ponyville - Library

Well, that's odd. Actually, this is really odd. Ponies should be flayed little messes after the damage that the Chimera inflicted upon them. Lamianos stops singing long enough to reply to Razoreye ripping a raider off of his face "Thanks... Alright, change of plans. Let's get the buck out of here, and cut around. Level the library in the process. Get away from me when I get outside. And above all, you gotta trust me on what i'm doing." And then the beeping came. His eyes darted to the explosive, and then to the rest of his group. He could survive the blast from this distance, but Razoreye and Pineapple would be hard pressed to get out unscathed. With a kick of his hooves he sent the nearest object he could kick flying at the explosive in an attempt to cover it before running out of the library.

"ALRIGHT YOU SONS OF BITCHES!" Lamianos roared as he rammed through a shoddy door, skidding to a halt outside "YOU WANNA DANCE YOUR MAD DANCE? THEN LETS GO! But i'm setting the tempo...." and with that Lamianos breaks down into a fit of manic laughter, his psyche snapping as he stares down the soulless abominations that take the form of ponies lying in front of him.

Oh, today was going to be a good day....

[TAG Chaotic, MCerberus]

[Drowlord]

Wild Rabbit Woods

Elestre looks around, judging again which way was east. "As soon as we're done here, that's the way we'll go."

Absolutely Everything

Sparky looked at the large selection of guns. He carefully gazed at the selection there.

"This one's good for punch... This one's got really good accuracy for non-Enclave make... This one is a fast reload..."

He turned to Steel Creel. "Your choice. Doesn't matter the cost, I can pay for it."

[BladeofObliviom]

Ponyville - Library

Well, Pineapple doesn't have to be told twice! Pulling a large whitish block of what looks to be a plastic explosive covered in wiring from one of her saddlebags, she tosses it through the door and starts galloping in the opposite direction!

Meanwhile, the light on the makeshift bomb starts blinking...

[Tychris1]

Wild Rabbit Woods

"Well, this is a fine mess I'm in...." Ducard says as he looks beneath him. His hooves were currently covered in mud and his entire frame was slowly sinking into it. This is what he gets for thinking that he sound of rattling bones was actually someone getting pulverized and galloping in to the rescue. There wasn't much around to pull himself free, and the mud was slowly encompassing his whole frame as he sunk in bit by bit. "HELP!" he roared, thrashing his golden helmet around as he tried to pry himself free with his power armor. He was loosening himself, but he needed a little force to give him a better spot to cling to. The chances of someone hearing him were slim, and the chances of that pony not being a raider or a slaver were even slimmer. But hell, it was worth a shot right?

[Chaotic Bob]

[Ponyville]

Razoreye gets a bit of manic struggle out of the raider as he is removed, likely to continue being a handful until a bullet is put into his head.

Being shot in the face continues to be a quick and easy way to get the raiders to stop moving.

Meanwhile, Lamianos kicks a nearby chair (largest nearby thing) at the grenade! Which doesn't really seem to accomplish much except produce wooden shrapnel in addition to metal shrapnel, when the device finally explodes.
It also nudged the grenade a little further out the doorway, which should grant Lamianos a rather explosive exit out of the building, if his timing is funny.

Hopefully the less-armored two aren't near the doorway when it explodes!


For better or worse, Pineapple's bomb is ignored, as most of the raiders have taken the time to be exiting the building.
Including a filthy yellow mare with a peculiar metal box strapped to the top of her head, leaping off the back balcony.


Lamianos, one way or another, will be receiving mixed replies to his cry outside.
Mostly crazed, nonsensical shouting and laughing.
And a spear.

Somehow, a raider had acquired a bit of metal fencing, sharpened at the tip, and flung it at the raider as they ran by.


Like a swarm of crazed insects, the deranged ponies are running all over the place, most still gathering weapons both makeshift and not...

{Raider Count: 17}

Combat start.

[Drowlord]

Wild Rabbit Woods

Elestre's not far off from the mud when he hears Ducard shouting. "Guys! Somepony's in trouble!"

Quickly wrapping himself in illusionary tendrils of darkness, he sets off for the mud pit. As he approaches, he sees a very odd sight. A gargantuan pony, in power armor, sinking into a pit of mud. He blinks once, then almost-shouts in a rough voice:

"Don't move too much! I'll try to get you out of there!"

His telekinesis wells up under the sinking pony pushing him upwards with colossal effort. The shadow-cloaked pony was clearly using a ton of magical effort and a huge dose of stubbornness to keep up the spell, but he pressed further, the dark grey light of his horn shining even through the illusions that surrounded him. It's not likely to succeed, but he might ease up Ducard's position and help him get outta there.

[Rebonack]

[Wild Rabbit Woods]

Eerr...

Baltimare is toward the east actually. Fillydelphia is north. And the Haysead Swamps are to the south.

Anywho!

Plenty of weapons, ammo, and a few medkits are collected! These will be of great value to the party no doubt! The SMG certainly aren't the most powerful weapons around, but their compact nature actually makes them rather nice for tight spaces like wandering around in a mushroom forest. Less likely to get hung up in fungal filaments in case of terrible things.

Everypony hates terrible things.

Oh.

And Luka might want to do something about that bullet wound in his wing...

[Train to Fillydelphia]

And so the long black train carrying its load of souls clatters on to the gates of hell.

It'll take some time to reach the outskirts of the city. But the rest of the ride should be mostly uneventful. Fillydelphia itself looks like an industrial wasteland. Skeletons of derelict factories dot the landscape and in the far distance the Fillydelphia crater still glows with radiation after two centuries. Pits have been carved into the ground where ponies are forced to work and far above zeppelins shaped like Pinkie Pie's head cruise the skies to keep an eye out for any misbehavior.

Once the train comes to a stop the slavers will disembark to collect their fee.

[MCerberus]

Wild Rabbit Woods

Alright, that's just weird. Finder follows along behind Elestre relatively quickly, because that's the only quickly he can muster at the time. He gets close to the mud pile and offers up a hoof.

To the trapped power-armored pony, it must be a sight. Two unicorns, looking like they are not related in the slightest, the older one with a haggard tired look.

Ponyville

Razoreye keeps shooting single-shots into the crowd as he and Pineapple retreat. New clip time. The old spent one falls to the ground as the griffin backs off.

"Out through the balcony, flying off seems safe."

[Benson]

Southwestern Equestria- Weird Facility 3:46 PM

Maul Steel's scavenger senses kick in! He instinctively goes to check the dented in supply cabinet and any other area that might hold something of interest. If this place was a security den then there must have been some weapons here! Maul loved his knives and they were his passion, but the phrase "Don't bring a knife to a gun fight" still has some weight to it. Eventually he'll even check the corpses slowly, looting them is always weird to him. He's stopped looking at the ghoul at this point, he didn't seem to mind what Maul was doing, and the ex slaver was just making sure the ghoul was keeping pace at this point.

[TAG Benson]

Southwestern Equestria- Weird Facility 3:48 PM

The ghoul just sits there on the ground all ploppish on its haunches, just there, eyes barely following Maul Steel's actions. There was not much with the corpses, they were skeletons after all with rotted clothes that didn't resemble guard outfits that stained the floor. There was a clipboard with some faded writing imprinted into it. In the shattered desk, more papers, some rotted, some surprisingly still in decent condition.

In the busted cabinet there was a first aid kit with moldy bandaids and a stim/health potion. There was a Rad away but that had a little hole in it and the liquid poured out over time. The first aid kit smelled orangey. There was also a hunting rifle like Tough's Stomps, it had no ammo but near it was a box of ammo with twelve bullets.

Absolutely Everything

Sparky looked at the large selection of guns. He carefully gazed at the selection there.

"This one's good for punch... This one's got really good accuracy for non-Enclave make... This one is a fast reload..."

He turned to Steel Creel. "Your choice. Doesn't matter the cost, I can pay for it."

New Appleloosa- Absolutely Everything

Steel Creel eyed the rifles, there were four of them and two-three mouth-guns. But he wanted a hunting rifle, a six chamber hunting rifle, he wanted Vera V. And there she was...in need of some Wonder Glue, and tape but she didn't look so bad!

"I want that one," He smiled and pointed at what would be Vera V. Ditzy Do happily put it on the counter and erased her previous message and scribbled down 'Forty Caps' it was a discount. They should probably remind her about the reward Railright left here for them...

[Train to Fillydelphia]

And so the long black train carrying its load of souls clatters on to the gates of hell.

It'll take some time to reach the outskirts of the city. But the rest of the ride should be mostly uneventful. Fillydelphia itself looks like an industrial wasteland. Skeletons of derelict factories dot the landscape and in the far distance the Fillydelphia crater still glows with radiation after two centuries. Pits have been carved into the ground where ponies are forced to work and far above zeppelins shaped like Pinkie Pie's head cruise the skies to keep an eye out for any misbehavior.

Once the train comes to a stop the slavers will disembark to collect their fee.

Train to Fillydelphia

The ghoul without a real conscience, who knows, that part of his brain may have deteriorated, spent the time watching, desensitized to their pleas. Simple pleas that held no amused hold over the fickle ghoul's rotting mind. As the train grew nearer with Fillydelphia looming ahead in its industrial playground way.

He curled up next to the hatch and watched the amusing skyline of the ruins of Fillydelphia.

[Lycan 01]

Fillydelphia

Welcome to Hell.

The train grinds to a halt just in front of the massive walls of the industrial city. The slavers hop out and unload the slaves, herding them into a large holding pen. Overhead, a party balloon looks on, its sentries keeping their guns trained on the scene in case somepony pulls something.

A pack of slavers and mercenaries is already waiting in the trainyard. Once all the slaves are unloaded, a figure emerges from the Fillydelphia slaver crew. A rugged female griffin with black-tipped white feathers and a coat of jet black, hulking black combat armor, and an anti-material rifle slung over her shoulder. However, the aspect of her that seems to frighten the slaves the most is not her appearance or her weapon, but the leather whip which rests at her side.

Meet Stern. Red Eye's second-in-command, leader of the Slaver Clans, and the ice queen bitch of all bitchdom.

"Alright. Where are the ponies from New Appleloosa that Blackheart grabbed? The 'heroes' who fubar'd Old Appleloosa?" the griffin growls, her eyes shifting across the faces of the slaves with predatory scrutiny. "Red Eye wants to meet with them personally for a little tea party, and he wants them unharmed. So hand them over. Now."

One of the slavers grabs Eleyew, and pushes her forward from the crowd of slaves, before throwing her down in front of the slaver leader. Stern stands silent for a moment, before leaning forward and cocking her head to the side in that creepy raptor-like fashion. After a moment of eying Eleyew like a piece of meat, her beak curls into a mirthless smirk. "You guys are joking... right?"

She leans back up, grins, and shakes her head. "Right. You expect me to believe this little bitch shot up Old Appleloosa, killed dozens of slaves, killed some of our boys too, and pissed off the Goddess. Okay. Very funny guys. Now," he grin disappears. "Show me the real ponies I'm looking for, before I kill something."



[Tag: Dark Elf Bard, Benson]

[PurityIcekiller]

A clever idea is had.
If Bright works really quickly, it shouldn't be too hard to dig a channel that has the flaming fluid flow to a lower altitude area.

Sure, the surrounding (mostly dead) vegetation is going to be burned away.
But at least the shed will be safe, right?

"Looks like his plan..." said Bright Eyes as she scraped away at the dirt, "...had to be ditched!"

She kept digging as long and fast as she could, until the blazing liquid had filled the length of her trench and began to flow away.

"Golly, that was like my ancestress Rose and her adventure with the volcano! This was more excitement than I expected from mere bandits. And it cost us some plants, but what's a bit of dead foliage here and there compared to saving those useful goods?"

Now that she wasn't so rushed, she decided to head back to the unconscious brigand and use her spare rope to securely bind him. That way, he wouldn't cause any more trouble when he awoke. Once she was done there, it was time to investigate the shed properly.

[Rebonack]

[Fillydelphia]

The slavers are always so keen on dealing with miss lollipop sunshine. Okay. That isn't true. Stern scares the horseapples out of them. Doubly so when she's mad. And it would appear as though she's mad right now.

Crossbones steps forward, the brown earth pony clearly nervous. Can even smell it on him. To be fair he was expecting that Red Eye wouldn't care about the ponies from the attack. Let alone ask for them to be sent to meet with him personally.

Hell. Even Crossbones hasn't met with them personally. The only person he's had to deal with is Stern. And he's still got some scars on his flank to prove it.

"They... they escaped. Even got past that ghoul ninja guy Red Eye sent with us. These ponies are good. They managed to get off the bomb collars with nothing but feathers. Feathers! There's no way we could have known they could pull that kind of crap off."

[Drowlord]

Absolutely Everything

Sparky grinned. "Okay. We got the radroach nest, where a giant radroach melted Vera IV, so I think it's fitting that we use the reward to pay for Vera V. I'd also get a mouth-gun, a bit of scrap metal, wire, and ammo, as well as borrowing a metal puncher; it would be great if you have that."

He clinked his sack of caps meaningfully.

[Dark Elf Bard]

Goin' Off the Rails On A Crazy Train!

Eleyew's face turns into a hardened stare.

She really had no need to go off with the others. The pony that said he knew where Eledwhen was, probably a liar. She would try to find him later.

But right now she has to deal with some stuck-up half-breed.

Listen, bitch. I may not have done that, but I'm sure as hell better at killing than your half-assed attempt.

[Benson]

Absolutely Everything

Sparky grinned. "Okay. We got the radroach nest, where a giant radroach melted Vera IV, so I think it's fitting that we use the reward to pay for Vera V. I'd also get a mouth-gun, a bit of scrap metal, wire, and ammo, as well as borrowing a metal puncher; it would be great if you have that."

He clinked his sack of caps meaningfully.

Absolutely Everything

Ditzy stared at the pegasus and cocked a brow. She then remembered the reward, which in itself was meant for one pony. She plucked out a bag of fifty caps and a health potion, and because Railright had known about Steel Creel's love of Sparkle Colas, there was on there.

But Ditzy Do being who she was added in a second Health Potion, even if what was in the reward bundle was beyond her control, somewhat.

She laid those items and sack of caps and pushed them towards Sparky and Steel Creel.
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Fillydelphia

Swift Star watched off to the sides, the shenanigans that were occurring off in the center. He idly sat down on his haunches and scratched his ear with a hoof, it itched.

It was a mildly amusing scene that was going on.

[Rebonack]

[Fillydelphia]

Did...

They must be hearing things.

Did that mare really just say that to Stern?

The slavers near the pegasus suddenly look quite nervous and begin to edge away from her a good couple feet. Probably because they want to be clear of whatever is about to happen.

Even Crossbones boggles at the mouthy pony.

She's either brave or stupid. Possibly both.

[Drowlord]

Absolutely Everything

With great care not to break the gun, Sparky punched a small hole in the bullet chamber and inserted the wire, making it so that he could electrize the bullet without shocking the whole thing. He managed to attach the pieces of scrap metal with some kind of gadget cement he had in his power armor to repair the suit when it was broken. He put them around the wire to form an electric chamber that he could easily charge when needed. The gun probably looked odd, but it was a good gun and the edition made it look sleek. More so cause it had electricity now. The pegasus handed Ditzy back the metal puncher with eighty-five caps, smiling at the kind ghoul.

"Thanks, miss Ditzy. It's nice having buisness with you."

[Lycan 01]

Fillydelphia

Stern rolls her eyes.

She then stands up on her hind legs, unslings her anti-machine rifle, and levels it with the crowd of slaves.

Some of them scream. A few are smart enough to duck or try to dive to the side. Most, though, are too dumbfounded or caught off guard to react in time.

Holding the sniper rifle - a .50 caliber armor-piercing weapon of death and destruction - in one claw with the stock nestled in the crook of her arm, she gives a sidelong glance at the crowd to pick her target. She then returns her gaze to Eleyew, and with a perfectly neutral expression, looks right into the little mare's eyes as she pulls the trigger.

The rifle's report is deafening. Stern's body tenses and rocks with the recoil, expertly absorbing it, while Eleyew is likely knocked back and left with ringing ears from the shockwave and thunder.

The anti-tank rifle round catches a tattoo-covered stallion dead center, and blows him apart in a shower of gore. The rifle round carries on through the storm of crimson, and punches through the train car behind him with a resounding kathunnng.

The rest of the slaves scream, and some move to get away. A few slavers fire warning shots into the air, and the slaves quickly restrain themselves.

"Coppin' an attitude with me right now ain't a smart move on your part, kid," Stern croons, her beak twisting into a cruel smirk. "Because I got a full clip and a lot of frustration to vent."

The griffin leans forward slightly, her eyes showing no remorse or pity as they bore into Eleyew's. "But, I think I might have misheard you. So, maybe you should repeat that middle bit. You said... that you may not have been involved in what happened at Old Appleloosa?" she asks, her voice dripping with patronizing sarcasm. "That you... may not have done that? Mind clarifying that bit for me, kid? Because the way I see it... You're trying to weasel out of whatever comeuppance awaits you. After all, only the ponies involved in that fiasco are allowed to go to the Tea Party. So... Tell me truly, ya little bucker. Where you, or were you not, involved with those idiots who tried to storm Old Appleloosa?"

[Luka]

[Wild Rabbit Woods]

"[Small arms] Then just try to unload the magazines, knowing the number they hold may help us"
He looks at the SMGs (wasn't told what kind they were so I guess that's left open ), he would possibly recognize his own as a 10mm SMG and, assuming it uses standard magazines, would hold 30 rounds.

He would pull out the minigun's ammo, then starts checking the medkit on stuff to heal his wing.... Then somepony calls for help

He rushes and almost raises his new gun at the steel ranger, thinking it would be Lamianos, but this one has a different color, so he lowers it and approaches
"Hey, try to grab my hoof!"
He lends one to the steel ranger, he would most likely just go into the pool if Ducard completely supported on him

[Tag: Drowlord, Finder, Tychris1]

[Benson]

Absolutely Everything

With great care not to break the gun, Sparky punched a small hole in the bullet chamber and inserted the wire, making it so that he could electrize the bullet without shocking the whole thing. He managed to attach the pieces of scrap metal with some kind of gadget cement he had in his power armor to repair the suit when it was broken. He put them around the wire to form an electric chamber that he could easily charge when needed. The gun probably looked odd, but it was a good gun and the edition made it look sleek. More so cause it had electricity now. The pegasus handed Ditzy back the metal puncher with eighty-five caps, smiling at the kind ghoul.

"Thanks, miss Ditzy. It's nice having buisness with you."

Absolutely Everything!

There seems to be some misunderstanding on Ditzy's actions, she only hoofed over to them the two potions, sparkle cola and fifty caps, courtesy of Railright and the extra potion from Ditzy.

But whatevers, heh. At some point I guess she also brought out those other items. A mouth-gun, a bit of scrap metal, wire, and ammo, and a metal puncher to borrow.

She watched with fascinated round bubbly eyes, for a ghoul, at what Sparky was doing with some of the items. She stamped her forehooves in approval and grinned. She then accepted the eighty-five caps and returned the metal puncher to wherever she kept it.

She erased her board and scribbled down something else. "Likewise! Please come again and oh! Don't forget your free copy of the Wasteland Survival Guide!" It all...somehow managed to fit on the small board. Screw the rules! She's Ditzy Do! She then procured from under her counter a slightly worn looking copy of mentioned book and slid it over to Sparky.
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[Drowlord]

Absolutely Everything

Stormy Skies grinned proudly. He then put the gun and ammo in a compartment of his power armor, the copy of the Wasteland Survival Guide in a high-priority-item compartment, and handed the caps, cola, and one of the healing potions to Steel Creel. The other was slipped into his power armor's compartments.

"Have a good day!"

He walked out of the store, waiting for his earth pony friend to follow him back to the small caboose that was Steel's house.

[Benson]

Absolutely Everything

Stormy Skies grinned proudly. He then put the gun and ammo in a compartment of his power armor, the copy of the Wasteland Survival Guide in a high-priority-item compartment, and handed the caps, cola, and one of the healing potions to Steel Creel. The other was slipped into his power armor's compartments.

"Have a good day!"

He walked out of the store, waiting for his earth pony friend to follow him back to the small caboose that was Steel's house.

New Appleloosa

Ditzy Do waved a hoof good bye as she then returned to taking stock and putting away the caps in a safe.
---

Steel Creel followed after Sparky, fanboying along the way. "Wowie...! Thanks a ton for the gun! Though I really think I'd oughta split the Caps with you, its only fair." He said as they walked along some more ramps and catwalks and stood outside the rinky dink caboose house.

[Chaotic Bob]

[Beyond Appleoosa - Bandit Shed]

Hooray, the shed is saved!

And the unconscious stallion is tied up.
Poor fellow, that's probably not comfortable. He won't be doing anything immediately dangerous soon, probably.


Now, about that shed.

The door seems to be unlocked, which is good.
Also not trapped! Which is better.

Now, paranoia aside, actually looking into the small structure will reveal numerous containers, lock-boxes, crates, bags, and an enormous amount of blood and gray ichor, splattered across pretty much everything.

Following the path of the various fluids will lead Bright's gaze to...

Faintly Dark and Unpleasant?

It looks a bit like someone cemented an enormous black balloon to the wall and then inflated it until it burst.
Only it wasn't a balloon, instead, it appears to be some sort of black, translucent flesh, that was until recently taking up most of the wall.

Ragged strips of the skin hang from where they were attached to the wall, dripping the remnants of dark fluid along that surrounding surface and floor, into a thick pool below.

Trace amounts of blood are present throughout the mess, but most of it seems to have been spread about the room through a separate source.

[PurityIcekiller]

[So Much BloodShed]

"Now here's a place not to get your interior decoration ideas from," remarked Bright Eyes. "Maybe I should have brought a mop too."

Her ears twitched as she went to open one of the boxes. If something caused that much of a mess in here, being alert wouldn't hurt.

[Chaotic Bob]

[Beyond Appleoosa - Bandit Shed]

Twitcha twitcha twitch, go the hears.
They are met with nothing save the faint cracklings of flame outside, her own hoofsteps, and the faint drip of the gray ichor along the floor.

Beyond that, nothing.

And so Bright goes to open a box!

We'll assume one of the easy-to-open crates, for simplicity's sake.

Inside is revealed...
To be a lot of scrap, old electronics, spark batteries, and a few caps. The vast majority is junk, but there's a couple nice pieces.

[Tychris1]

Ponyville

Comedic timing is the best timing!

Still... A bloody spear? Lamianos grunts as the shaft of the spear smacked into his head, sending ringing noises through out his dome. Still, this was good, it meant that the others weren't getting spears chucked at them. Shaking off the ringing Lamianos glances to the balcony, watching as ponies jump off of it to escape. Alright, time to do a texas round up. Picking up the pace Lamianos begins galloping off in a counter clockwise motion towards je balcony, blasting any Raiders in his way as he tries to cause the scampering Raiders to go in a direction he wants. And if one of those Raiders happened to be the yellow mare then so be it.

[TAG Chaotic]

Wild Rabbit Woods

Ducard is rather surprised by the abundance of aid available to him by merely calling for it. He instinctively puts his weight on the hooves, but upon realizing that he'd just drag the two other ponies in with him he groans. "Well.... This is a bloody mess I got myself into..... Alright, if I drop my railgun I might be able to escape... But it's a railgun.... But it is my life.... Grrrrrr.... Fine...." and with that Ducatd detached his railgun and began to plow his way up. Freeing himself from the mud he glances at the mud ditch, he'd have to go and cover up this hole so that no one stumbles upon it. Last thing he'd want to do was let a random wastelander take a precious and rare railgun. Then he'd report back to his higher ups telling them the location of the railgun for proper pick up. But for now he had wastelanders to thank "Thank you for the assistance, native." he says, quickly glancing over the two unicorns and the pegasus.

[TAG Luka, MCerberus, Drowlord. I'll have a post for Maul Steel soon, i swear. I'm just so bloody tired. Haven't gotten any sleep]

[Luka]

[Wild Rabbit Woods]

"Don't mention it, you were in trouble so I just helped"
He would notice the pegasus to be a blue pegasus with a black mane, he would be carrying a medkit on his side, a 10mm SMG and a pipbuck.

....Wait a pipbuck?
He also got a cutie mark of a blue-colored pipbuck with a 3 triangle crosshair on it.

"You're okay? I...Ow."
Then he winces, his wing wound kind of hurt/smarted, maybe kind of feeling hurt and somewhat ticklish there; he just pulls out his medkit and starts trying to inspect the wound for bullet fragments or something before fixing it.

[Dark Elf Bard]

Fillydelphia

Stern rolls her eyes.

She then stands up on her hind legs, unslings her anti-machine rifle, and levels it with the crowd of slaves.

Some of them scream. A few are smart enough to duck or try to dive to the side. Most, though, are too dumbfounded or caught off guard to react in time.

Holding the sniper rifle - a .50 caliber armor-piercing weapon of death and destruction - in one claw with the stock nestled in the crook of her arm, she gives a sidelong glance at the crowd to pick her target. She then returns her gaze to Eleyew, and with a perfectly neutral expression, looks right into the little mare's eyes as she pulls the trigger.

The rifle's report is deafening. Stern's body tenses and rocks with the recoil, expertly absorbing it, while Eleyew is likely knocked back and left with ringing ears from the shockwave and thunder.

The anti-tank rifle round catches a tattoo-covered stallion dead center, and blows him apart in a shower of gore. The rifle round carries on through the storm of crimson, and punches through the train car behind him with a resounding kathunnng.

The rest of the slaves scream, and some move to get away. A few slavers fire warning shots into the air, and the slaves quickly restrain themselves.

"Coppin' an attitude with me right now ain't a smart move on your part, kid," Stern croons, her beak twisting into a cruel smirk. "Because I got a full clip and a lot of frustration to vent."

The griffin leans forward slightly, her eyes showing no remorse or pity as they bore into Eleyew's. "But, I think I might have misheard you. So, maybe you should repeat that middle bit. You said... that you may not have been involved in what happened at Old Appleloosa?" she asks, her voice dripping with patronizing sarcasm. "That you... may not have done that? Mind clarifying that bit for me, kid? Because the way I see it... You're trying to weasel out of whatever comeuppance awaits you. After all, only the ponies involved in that fiasco are allowed to go to the Tea Party. So... Tell me truly, ya little bucker. Where you, or were you not, involved with those idiots who tried to storm Old Appleloosa?"

I was. Eleyew looks the griffon straight in the eye with that deadly stare of hers.

My friends have already escaped. I'm still here 'cause I think maybe Red Eye can help me.

[MCerberus]

Wild Rabbit Woods

Well lucky for the new Ranger's preconceptions that Finder fits the bill for a 'native' scavenger. Odd that he'd be walking around without any barding so far away from a town. Finder lets out a tired sigh before warning, "Yah, well I'm not promising you won't wish you stayed in the mud pit. It's pretty bucked up around here."