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Super Pony - Power Ponies CYOA

!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 17:46:43 No.25206188 View Reply Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25206195

Editions are hard edition
>Oh look, another text-based CYOA, what’s with this one?
Glad you asked.

Welcome to Super Pony, a CYOA taking place in Maretropolis, a city where the forces of good and evil are at a constant struggle.
You play as Easy Ride, also known as Road Rage, and this is your quest to get back at Boomerang for sending you to prison and subsequently ruining your life.

Previous threads: http://pastebin.com/1tqUdrMc
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Last Time:
>You got a suit from Spandex
>Had a run in with Trance and Nimbus.
>Let Trance get away, but stole her stuff.
>Went to a museum to learn more about Boomerang
>Gave a kid your autograph.

Let's get started, shall we?

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 17:47:19 No.25206195 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25206233 >>25206280 >>25206284

>>25206188
>You make a mental note to ask Two-bit about his brother later.
>For now, there’s little else for you to do in the museum.
>Leaving the corridor, you make your way to the entrance, raising a hoof to protect your eyes as you step out of the museum.
>A glance upwards reveals that the sun has passed its apex and has begun its descent towards the horizon.
>Your stomach lets out a grumble, and you recall a fairly cheap restaurant nearby.
>You plop your helmet onto your head and pull out into the city, the streets flying beneath you.
>Stopping at a fast food joint, you quickly consume your meal and get back onto the streets.
>As you get ready to take off, your mind wanders once again to your next step.
>You now know a good deal about boomerang, but you don’t have much idea of how to find her.
>Perhaps your boss would know something?
>Would a fanclub happen to know more than the colt from earlier?
>Maybe you’d like to help Tinker with his suit?
>As you ponder atop your motorcycle, you catch something out of the corner of your eye.
>In a darkened alley across the street, you see two ponies.
>The upper half of one is completely covered by a black hoodie, obscuring his face from view.
>You see a flash of steel in his hoof.
>The second pony visibly shakes, backed up against the wall as the other bares down on her.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 17:50:22 No.25206233 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25206484

>>25206195
Bad things happen to good ponies in this city.
We need to go check one of those fan clubs.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 17:53:56 No.25206280 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25206484

>>25206195
Intervene, in costume if there's a decent place to change nearby
Those who prey on defenseless targets are lower than scum
Besides, having a mixed reputation could be interesting/useful

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 17:54:10 No.25206284 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25206484

>>25206195
I say we crack the mugger on the head and take whatever he's got on him. Free lunch!

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 18:07:58 No.25206484 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25206531 >>25206569

>>25206233
>>25206280
>>25206284
>You shut your eyes and shake your head.
>Firsthoof, you know that how bad things happen to good ponies in this city.
>Briefly, you consider just driving off, but still…
>Those who prey on defenseless targets are worse than scum, and deserve to be treated as such.
>You look for places to change nearby, spotting a telephone booth just half a block down.
>Hell, you’ve always wanted to try this.
>You hop into the telephone booth and change outfits, a tornado of clothing around you.
>Your normal jacket flies off of your body and neatly folds itself into your bags, replaced with your uniform in mere seconds.
>You let your flames loose, and plop on your helmet, your body aflame in a sea of green.
>Galloping back to the alley, you find everyone basically as you left them.
>Tears pour from the mare’s eyes, squeezed shut as the stallion drags the blunt edge of the knife along the side of her face.
>The stallion has the mare’s saddlebags slung over his back, but neither seems to have noticed you yet.
>How do you intervene?

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 18:12:03 No.25206531 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25206548 >>25206852

>>25206484
CHAIN HIM

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 18:13:19 No.25206548 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25206852

>>25206531
Wrap him with the chain and yank him away from her.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 18:14:22 No.25206569 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25206852

>>25206484
NOBODY EXPECTS THE SPONISH INQUISITION

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 18:32:42 No.25206852 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25206888 >>25206910 >>25206930

>>25206531
>>25206548
>>25206569
>You unwrap your chain from your barrel, wrapping one end around your hoof.
“Hey. Asshole,” you spit, throwing your hoof forward as the chain flies through the air.
>His ears swivel, and he quickly spins his head to face you.
>When he sees the chain flying towards him, his eyes widen in panic.
>You intended to wrap the chain around his body, but it whips slightly off course, wrapping around the front hoof not holding the knife.
>A quick yank on the chain pulls the knife away from the mare, and you now have his full attention.
>The coat underneath the black hoodie is a dark grey, and the few visible hairs of his mane are a deep blue.
>A grin is spread across his face, and his yellow slit pupils bore into you.
>”Lucky me, I was in the mood to cut up a super today.”
>He takes the other end of the chain in his two front hooves and pulls, yanking your front hoof forward painfully and leaving you struggling to maintain your footing.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 18:34:57 No.25206888 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25207226

>>25206852
Well I'm sad to say you won't get the chance.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 18:36:39 No.25206910 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25207226

>>25206852
Boomerang wrench into punch into face

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 18:38:04 No.25206930 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25207226

>>25206852
Let go off the chain. If he's still pulling we can stumble him and then bean him with the wrench.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 18:57:45 No.25207226 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25207261 >>25207277

>>25206888
>>25206910
>>25206930
“Well, I’m sad to say you’re not going to get that chance.”
>Thinking quickly, you attempt to let go of the chain, and it flies backwards towards the batpony.
>The stallion, surprised by the sudden lack of resistance, takes a brief step backwards, but manages to retain his footing.
>You call for your wrench, and you find it in your hoof within a second.
>In control of your chain now, the stallion whips it towards you, and you react quickly, blocking the strike with your wrench.
>The jolt of electricity travels through the chain and into the batpony’s hoof, and he involuntarily whips the chain away in reaction to the shock, yelping.
>It flies out of his hoof and clatters against the wall, landing near to the mare, who’s still stunned.
>Seizing your opportunity, you throw your wrench at the stallion, and it makes contact with his chest, his joints tightening as the electricity passes through him.
>Finally, you run in and deliver a hook to his muzzle, and you’re rewarded with a crunch as he flies backwards.
>”A-ah, fuck, dude.”
>He stammers, holding his now crooked nose with a hoof.
>You take a step towards him.
>His other hoof flashes to an object next to him, and from his position on his back, he points a knife at you.
>”S-stay away from me! I'll fucking shank you, I swear!”
>He shakes the knife towards you, his voice nasally as he threatens you.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 19:00:51 No.25207261 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25207520

>>25207226
Tell him to drop the knife or we'll set him on fire.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 19:01:28 No.25207277 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25207302 >>25207358

>>25207226
I'm giving you this one chance to leave.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 19:03:06 No.25207302 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25207520

>>25207277
You want to let him go?

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 19:07:02 No.25207358 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25207520

>>25207277
He has our lunch money

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 19:19:35 No.25207520 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25207534 >>25207613 >>25207628

>>25207261
>>25207302
>>25207358
>You conjure a fireball and let it dance along the tip of your hoof.
“Unless you want to be set on fire, you’re going to drop that knife.”
>He sits for a moment, the knife shaking in his grip.
>He casts a sideward glance to the mare, and you catch a glint of defiance in his eyes.
>”Bullshit, all you supers are the same. You won’t lay a hoof on me.”
>He laughs, a deep chuckle of the back of his throat.
>”Not if I have a hostage.”
>Quickly, he spins to his hooves and makes a gallop towards the mare.
>Her eyes focus on the knife as he approaches, her mouth wide in a silent scream.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 19:21:18 No.25207534 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25208277

>>25207520
"Poof"

OOC !1PZuOSuEBg

OOC !1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 19:24:45 No.25207579 Report Delete

Quoted By:

Gonna take a small break, be back in a little.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 19:26:33 No.25207613 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25208277

>>25207520
*sigh*
Show him the price of stupidity

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 19:27:31 No.25207628 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25208277

>>25207520
You seem to think I'm a hero. You're wrong.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 20:14:44 No.25208277 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25208334 >>25208395

>>25207534
>>25207613
>>25207628
>Moron.
>Time seems to slow as you throw a ball of green flame in the stallion’s path.
>The stallion barrels right into the fireball’s path, and it impacts against his side, the force sending him sideways into the wall.
>His knife clatters to the ground and he first looks at you in disbelief, then to the place where the fireball impacted.
>A stream of curses flies from his mouth as his hoodie bursts into flames, along with the saddlebag.
>The acrid smell of burnt fur and flesh hits your nostrils as the stallion panics, stripping his clothing and throwing it on the ground in an attempt to escape the flames.
>For a couple excruciating minutes, the stallion panics, frantically pawing at the flames on his coat in an attempt to put them out.
>The mare just watches in horror as the stallion burns, and eventually, he manages to extinguish the flames, and he collapses to the ground.
>Such is the price of stupidity.
>You trot over to him, most of his body from the front legs down covered in burns.
>He coughs, breathing shallow as he struggles to talk, and he seems to be having trouble focusing on you.
>“Y-you psycho. You actually f-fucking did it. What kind of hero are you?”
“You keep thinking that I’m a hero, you’re wrong.”
>”Then you’re a villain? But, why did you help?”
“Because criminals like you, preying on defenseless ponies, you’re nothing but scum.”
>He opens his mouth to speak, but finds himself cut off by another coughing fit.
>You survey the scene.
>A sharply breathing mess lies in front of you.
>The motionless mare, still backed against the wall, regards you with horror.
>Sitting a few feet away, you see a pile of ash that was once a pair of saddlebags and a hoodie.
>Any way to salvage the situation?

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 20:17:48 No.25208334 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25208626

>>25208277
Check the ash

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 20:21:36 No.25208395 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25208626

>>25208277
Tell the mare to go call the cops, and maybe an ambulance if she's feeling generous.
Bits shouldn't burn so we should be able to grab that lunch money.
We don't work for free, after all.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 20:36:00 No.25208626 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25208695 >>25208715

>>25208395
>>25208334
>You leave the batpony alone for a while and trot over to the pile of ash.
>Attempting to figure out what was once there, you dig through it, and find little in terms of salvageable items.
>It appears that the mare was carrying clothing, most of which is now, of course, completely ruined.
>A broken lipstick container, a singed pack of gum, and the remains of receipts are among the recognizable items.
>Fortunately, Equestrian currency is made of metal, and you come up with twenty three bits, which you add to your own saddlebag.
>The pile of ash searched, you turn to the mare.
“Sorry love, I don’t work for free.”
>You trot about the scene, recollecting your chain and taking the stallion’s knife.
>The mare backs away from you as you near.
“Go call the cops.”
>She nods, and tentatively begins to back out of the alley, the batpony coughing as she nears him.
“And if you’re feeling especially generous, call an ambulance.”
>She looks at the batpony stallion, whose coughing has turned to groans.
>After a few moments of contemplation, she leaves the alley and breaks into a gallop, running into the streets.
>You sigh and cast another glance to the scene.
>Well, that could have gone better. What’s next?

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 20:40:28 No.25208695 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25208983

>>25208626
Lets put some distance between us and here and find somewhere to change. We could look into the fanclub to at least know where it is, then go talk to Two-bit about Boomerang.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 20:41:48 No.25208715 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25208983

>>25208626
Time to leave
Still wanting to go check a comic store for a fanclub.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 20:59:57 No.25208983 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25209051 >>25209058 >>25209262

>>25208695
>>25208715
>Best if you get out of here before the cops show, you think.
>Calming yourself down, you trot out of the alley and return to your phone booth.
>Turns out, it doesn’t work so well in reverse.
>Your change is much slower, but you still change clothes inside, and step out unnoticed.
>You hop on your motorbike and drive to the comic shop.
>After a while, you pull up to the store, dismount, and the bell tinkles lightly as you enter.
>Comic books of all types line the shelves in the small front room, and two doors sit on the far wall.
>A large stallion sits behind a shelf, reading a comic.
>As you enter, he looks up from his book.
>”Oh, hey. Anything I can help you with?”

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 21:04:31 No.25209051 Report Delete

Quoted By:

>>25208983
Boomerang

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 21:04:52 No.25209058 Report Delete

Quoted By:

>>25208983
"Hey, I don't suppose you know anything about fanclubs do you? I was hoping to find some other fans to do... fan stuff with."

Actually, if we do go to meet up with her fans we might want to change our appearance, considering a kid could recognize us.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 21:18:32 No.25209262 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25209314

>>25208983
“Boomerang.”
>”You’re gonna have to be more specific than that. You want boomerang comics, boomerang figures, what?”
“Actually, I was looking for a fan club. You know, to meet other fans, to do fan stuff with.”
“You wouldn’t happen to know anything about those, would you?”
>”Oh, sure I do. They meet up once a week or so, we have that room right there for those clubs.”
>He points at the door on the left, and you follow his gaze.
“And, when’s the next meeting?”
>Reaching under the desk, he takes out a clipboard and briefly skims over it.
>”For the Boomerang fanclub? Looks like they’re meeting tomorrow at one.”
>He brings a hoof to his chin, scratching it as he regards you.
>”Though if I’m honest, you don’t strike me as a Boomerang kind of mare. What makes her your favorite?”

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 21:22:44 No.25209314 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25209483

>>25209262
I saw her fighting once. It was pretty cool.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 21:40:41 No.25209483 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25209561

>>25209314
“I saw her fighting once, that was pretty cool.”
>”Yeah, I guess that’ll do it. It’s nice to read about supers, but it’s something else to see them up close, you know what I’m saying?”
“Yeah, I know what you’re saying.”
>”So, you, uh, gonna buy something?”
“Nah, I think I’m good. See you tomorrow.”
>”Yep.”
>Nothing else left for you to do, you leave the comic store and hop onto your bike.
>By the time you get back to the bar, the sun is beginning to dip below the buildings.
>You make your way to the back and find that the door has been changed.
>A fifth slot has been added to the door, just the size of your wrench.
>You press your wrench into the slot and the door swings open, allowing you to enter.
>Tinker seems to have finished his changeling suit, and wears it at the couch as he watches television.
>Two-bit stands at the stove, making dinner.
>Ice sits at the table, idly sliding an ice cube between her two hooves.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 21:47:55 No.25209561 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25209764

>>25209483
Ask Two-bit if knows anything about Boomerang, then ask Tinker how the suit is.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 22:09:20 No.25209764 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25209895 >>25210690 >>25214131

>>25209561
>You trot over to Two-bit, joining him in the kitchen.
>”Howdy Easy, how was your day?”
“Pretty good, I got my outfit, ran into some heroes, it was fine. Yours?”
>”The deal went over fine, I got your money ahead of schedule.”
>He tosses you a bag of bits, which you catch.
>”Three thousand five hundred. Less than expected, but it’s all I could get for each.”
>The sheer weight of it crashes down upon you.
>Three thousand bits is enough to stabilize your finances, and get your landlord off your ass.
>But you had a mission, and you’re going to stick with it.
“Hey Two-bit?”
>”Yeah Easy?”
“You wouldn’t happen to know anything about Boomerang, would you?”
>Two-bit bites his lower lip, contemplating.
>”Funny you should ask that, actually.”
“Two-bit?”
>”Promise you won’t get upset?”
“Why would I get upset?”
>”Well, I know how much you hate her, so you’re gonna have to promise”
“Sure, whatever.”
>”Okay, officially, you didn’t hear it from me, because we kind of need the money, but unofficially, I sell the orbs to Boomerang every month."

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sat 24 Oct 2015 22:15:48 No.25209840 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25209895

I think I'm gonna call it for tonight. I'm quite tired.

See you all tomorrow.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 22:20:42 No.25209895 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25220134

>>25209764
She buys stolen orbs? Wow.
Regardless of any deal you have though, I'm still going after her. She owes me and I plan to collect.

>>25209840
Night.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sat 24 Oct 2015 23:17:50 No.25210690 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25220134

>>25209764
>steaming with annoyance

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 00:58:25 No.25211834 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25212825

Beb

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 02:15:06 No.25212825 Report Delete

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>>25211834

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 04:38:41 No.25214131 Report Delete

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>>25209764
Aks tinker if there's a way to sabotage orbs

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 09:11:49 No.25215565 Report Delete

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 11:34:26 No.25216560 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25217331

beb

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 12:59:43 No.25217331 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25218595

>>25216560

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 14:56:21 No.25218595 Report Delete

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>>25217331

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 16:44:46 No.25219768 Report Delete

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>>25218595

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 17:15:43 No.25220134 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25220167 >>25220198 >>25220203

>>25209895
>>25210690
>You stare at him for a moment, steaming with annoyance.
“Really? She just buys the stolen orbs?”
>”We don’t leave her with much of a choice. It’s through us or not at all.”
“I’m still going after her, regardless of any deal you have. She owes me and I plan to collect.”
>Two-bit reaches up, scratching the back of his head.
>”Yeah, I getcha, but when you do get to her, could you do us all a favor and not mention you’re with us? And, don’t kill her, please.”
“I won’t make any promises.”
>”Just consider it, won’t you? She is our chief source of income, and that bag you’re holding is full of her money.”
>You open your mouth to respond, but you’re interrupted by Tinker shouting across the room.
>”Hey Easy, sounds like you’re on the news. Unless you know another flaming pony wearing a leather jacket.”
>Sound worth checking out, or would you like to continue your conversation with Two-bit?

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 17:18:27 No.25220167 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25220464

>>25220134
Sure, lets take a look.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 17:21:41 No.25220198 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25220464

>>25220134
No point not watching
Let's just hope the guy didn't die, that could mean some serious supers on our asses

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 17:22:19 No.25220203 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25220464

>>25220134
Might as well see what they have to say.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 17:41:50 No.25220464 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25220482 >>25220484

>>25220167
>>25220198
>>25220203
“Hold that thought,” you say, you and Two-bit leaving the kitchen and trotting over to the living room.
>The mare from earlier is on the television, doing an interview in the alley, while cops comb the scene for evidence.
>She seems worried, casting her eyes regularly to the scene behind her.
>”So, she came up behind the robber and pulled him away from me, and I thought I was safe, you know? When the supers show up, you’re okay, so I just sat there while they fought.”
>The reporter takes the microphone.
>”But you weren’t safe, were you?”
>”No, she knocked him down on the ground really easily, but when she told him to drop the knife or else, he jumped at me, and then… and then she set him on fire.”
>”But she still stopped him, right? She was protecting you?”
>”Well, that’s what I thought, but all my stuff got burned, and she took my money. At first, the robber thought that she was a hero, but she said she was a villain.”
>”What do you think?”
>”I-I’ve never seen any hero or villain do anything like that. She saved my life, but she hurt that stallion and stole from me.”
>”Well, thank you for your time, Miss Cherry.”
>Cherry nods and walks out of the shot, leaving the camera trained on the reporter.
>”As of now, the stallion in question is in critical condition at the hospital, and is currently being treated for major burns, and if he pulls through, will be immediately sent to jail to answer for his crimes.”
>”And as for the mare, the Maretropolis P.D. has issued a warning to all citizens to be on the lookout for a mare with flaming green hair, a leather jacket imprinted with flame, and a chain around her waist.”
>”Back to you at the studio, Stormy.”
>Two-bit presses a button on the remote, silencing the television.
>”You mind telling me what’s going on?”

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 17:44:06 No.25220482 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25220715

>>25220464
Muggers

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 17:44:14 No.25220484 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25220715

>>25220464
Stopped a mugging.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:02:18 No.25220715 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25220756 >>25220763 >>25220765

>>25220482
>>25220484
“I stopped a mugging,” you say simply, shrugging.
>Two-bit glares at you, his voice pointed.
>”Seems like you did a lot more than that.”
”He was threatening her, I told him what I was going to do if he didn’t surrender, and he didn’t surrender.”
>”But what about the stallion, what are you going to do if he dies?”
“Then that’s unfortunate, but not murder. I was protecting the mare, he had a weapon, and he was threatening her.”
>Two-bit huffs.
>”I guess. What were you doing, stopping a mugging anyway?”
“Ponies like that stallion, they’re scum. Attacking those that can’t defend themselves, it’s disgusting.”
>”You’re starting to sound like a hero, Road Rage.”
“Please, heroes don’t do what I did to him.”
>”Still, just be careful, okay? Even if that pony makes it through, you’re still gonna get a lot of attention from a lot of ponies, especially if you keep this ‘walking the line’ business up.”
>”For now, I have to finish dinner.”
>Lucky stands, leaving you and Tinker behind on the couch.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:05:29 No.25220756 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25221023

>>25220715
Tch
I'll be getting attention no matter what happens.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:06:27 No.25220763 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25221023

>>25220715
You know how we mares are, we just love attention

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:06:38 No.25220765 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25221023

>>25220715
Meh, whatever. Just because I take what I want doesn't mean I can't have morals. My beef is with Supers, not average ponies.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:29:29 No.25221023 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25221059 >>25221074 >>25221111

>>25220756
>>25220763
>>25220765
>You bat your eyes at Two-bit and lower your voice, taking on a more sultry tone.
”You know how we mares are, we just love attention.”
>Tinker lets out a stifled giggle next to you and Two-bit scowls, his mouth open to reprimand you.
>You hold up a hoof, cutting him off.
“Relax, cowpony, it was a joke.”
>He seems to calm down a little as you continue.
“Besides, I’ll be getting attention no matter what happens, and just because I take what I want doesn’t mean I can’t have morals.”
>Two-bit stares at you as you talk.
“And my beef is with supers, not normal ponies. Who’s to say that I can’t do a little community service on top of the whole revenge thing?”
>Tinker speaks up, his voice modulated due to his helmet.
>It sounds insect-like, a second voice layered on top of his own.
>”She has a point. Just cause we’re villains doesn’t mean we have to be dicks.”
>Two-bit sighs, “Yeah, you’re right. It’s just that Ice and I know what it’s like getting too much attention."
>He turns, again ready to leave. "Now, guess I should make dinner, I'll leave the two of you alone."

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:31:44 No.25221059 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25221282

>>25221023
Ask Tinker for a show about what his armour can do
Ask Tinker if there's a way to sabotage orbs

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:33:20 No.25221074 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25221282

>>25221023
You and I are only done for now.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:36:39 No.25221111 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25221174 >>25221282

>>25221023
So is that suit of yours fully functional now?

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>>25221111
Quads say yes

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:51:44 No.25221282 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25221323 >>25221348 >>25221385

>>25221059
>>25221074
>>25221111
“You and I will continue this later.”
>Two-bit nods, trotting away to the kitchen.
>Tinker looks at you, the blue screens of the changeling suit’s eyes uncomfortably searching you.
>”Busy day, huh?”
“Tell me about it,” you groan, stretching out across the couch.
“So, I got a question for you.”
>”Shoot.”
“Is there any way to sabotage orbs?”
>Tinker’s unreadable face looks away, and he scratches his chin.
>”I don’t know, once they’re inserted into an object, they’re even more volatile than when just sitting there.”
“What’s that mean for sabotage?”
>”Means that if you wanted to sabotage a device that uses an orb, you’d have a tough time not blowing yourself up in the process. It’d take some ingenuity, but I guess it’s possible.”
“And that suit of yours, is it fully functioning now? Think you could give me a show?”
>”It should be working, and yeah, she’s good for a little test drive.”
>He stands, the joints on his armor whirring as he places his hooves on the floor.
>”So, how close up do you want to see? I could just show you some of the features, or I could use them on you.”
>He hastily adds, “It won’t hurt or anything, unless of course I bucked you in the face, none of this stuff is designed to do any damage.”
>What do you say, let Tinker do a test drive on you?

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:54:38 No.25221323 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25221419

>>25221282
You suuuure it can't hurt me? 100%?

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:56:25 No.25221348 Report Delete

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>>25221282
I'd rather watch.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 18:59:13 No.25221385 Report Delete

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>>25221282
Hit me baby

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 19:01:35 No.25221419 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25221462 >>25221471 >>25221483

>>25221323
“You sure it can’t hurt me?”
>He scratches behind the fin on his helmet.
>”I mean, it shouldn’t hurt you, unless I really mucked something up.”
“I’m gonna need a hundred percent here.”
>”Well, the suit’s designed for stealth, mobility, deception, and eventually restraint, you know, like a changeling, so I think you can imagine that doesn’t involve much force.”

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 19:04:41 No.25221462 Report Delete

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>>25221419
Nah

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 19:05:27 No.25221471 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222092

>>25221419
Alright, guess I'll trust you. This messes up though and I'm gonna melt that thing down for scrap.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 19:06:04 No.25221483 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25221712 >>25222092

>>25221419
Are we a tough mare?
ARE WE A TOUGH MARE ?

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OOC !1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 19:08:16 No.25221525 Report Delete

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Will return briefly, grabbing some food.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 19:24:54 No.25221712 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222092

>>25221483
>My name is Easy Ride
>And I'm a
TOUGH MARE

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OOC !1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 19:55:05 No.25222092 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222108

>>25221471
>>25221483
>>25221712
>Are you a tough mare?
>Damn straight you are, mama didn’t raise no pansy.
“I trust you, Tinker. But this messes up and I’m gonna scrap that thing myself.”
>”Right. I’ve got this under control, don’t worry.”
>Still, you can’t shake that feeling in the pit of your stomach, that it’s all gonna go wrong.
>Surely you’re just being silly.
>Spreading the suit’s translucent wings, Tinker flutters over to the lightswitch, flipping off all the lights in the building save for those in the kitchen.
>The light from the kitchen leaks into the living room, and you can still see the black exoskeleton worn by Tinker as he flutters over to you, his eyes glowing a bright blue in the dim light.
>”The helmet itself can see infrared, so I never have to worry about the dark.”
>He blinks, and green lights begin to light from the saddle-like carapace on his back, up the sides of his neck, and to the fangs on his helmet.
>”This is for intimidation. Imagine seeing this in a dark alley.”
“Seems awfully visible, if you’re going for stealth.”
>”I’ve planned for that. Just try to keep track of me.”
(cont.)

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 19:56:07 No.25222108 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222122 >>25222123 >>25222228 >>25222382

>>25222092
>The lights on the suit fade out, and the helmet’s horn flashes green.
>Tinker slowly backs into a dark corner of the building, the blue screens your only way of seeing him.
>Suddenly, the eyes blink out, and you try to squint to see him.
>You swivel your ears, your head turning left and right as you attempt to catch onto any sound, a stray buzz, or whir, but any time, all you see are shadows.
>Suddenly, two blue eyes blink to life right in front of you, staring right into you.
>Tinker appears to be there, but he looks to be little more than mist, a shadow.
>You find your gaze drawn into the eyes, a dull fog drifting into your mind.
>A smooth, hypnotic voice slides into your ears, and the eyes begin to slowly drift backwards, away from you.
>”Yes, good. Just relax, look into my eyes, and follow.”
>Part of this reminds you of Trance, and you realize he’s trying to fuck with your mind, but should you really fight it?

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 19:57:32 No.25222122 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222677

>>25222108
He's not going to try anything bad, we might as well go along.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 19:57:42 No.25222123 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222677

>>25222108
Gee Tinker I didn't think you were that into me.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 20:06:07 No.25222228 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222677

>>25222108
Pretend you've been hypnotised, them boop him repeatedly

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 20:16:40 No.25222382 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222429 >>25222677

>>25222108
We know he fancies Easy Ride, I don't think letting him hypnotise us is a good idea + If it fails then he will have to adjust it, making it more effective in the field and a more valuable resource

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 20:20:28 No.25222429 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222466 >>25222677

>>25222382
Knowing what it's like to be under someones influence could be just as useful to us.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 20:23:12 No.25222466 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222677

>>25222429
If Swirly's any indication then we're probably gonna run into someone with this kind of ability.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 20:41:08 No.25222677 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222694

>>25222122
>>25222123
>>25222228
>>25222382
>>25222429
>>25222466
>You find your mind slowing, and your hoof stretches forward seemingly of its own will.
>No, you should try to fight this, you know he has feelings for you, and if it doesn’t work, then he might do some adjusting later.
>You place your hoof back onto the ground, defying him.
>His horn flashes, and you have the feeling of sinking, falling deeper into those two screens.
>”Why do you resist? Just give in, relax, and let me take over.”
>Again, your mind is split, you realize what he’s doing, but it just feels so tempting to give in.
>Maybe you’ll run into someone with this ability later and have to fight it.
>”Very good, just let go.”
>You let the cloud wash over your mind, a dull smile spreading over your face as you step forwards.
>You feel… Slow, is the best word.
>A dense fog of contentment fills your mind, and any of your own thoughts of resistance disappear into the fog.
“Didn’t think you were… That into me,” You slur, your eyelids growing heavy.
>”Just relax and stay silent. Just focus on my eyes and my voice.” He coos.
>You find yourself slipping into the depths of his eyes, the bright blue of the screens seeming to swallow your body as you continue stepping.
>Front left, back right, front right, back left, the rhythm of your hooves stepping one in front of the other, clopping on the concrete floor as you continue forward.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 20:42:12 No.25222694 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222759 >>25222765 >>25222783

>>25222677

>You walk for what seems like ages, following the pleasant voice, lost in the deepness of those two bright blue eyes.
>”You look absolutely exhausted. And you must be freezing, you’ve been walking for hours. Just lie down, and I’ll tuck you in.”
>A shiver creeps over your body, chilling you to the bone, and your whole body quakes.
>It’s a mammoth effort, just keeping your eyes open, and your hooves threaten to buckle at any moment.
>You dully notice a third glow above the two eyes, and you find a nice soft mattress in front of you.
>Lying down, you see the outline of Tinker lying above you, a blanket in his hooves.
>You shiver, trying to grasp at the blanket, but a simple command to relax brings them back to the mattress.
>Slowly, the blanket envelops you, starting at your rear hooves, covering them in a relaxing warmth.
>Vaguely remembering your plan, you reach out a forehoof and boop the form on the nose, eliciting a calm, fatherly chuckle.
>The warmth slides up your body, to your flank, shoulders, your head, and soon, your whole body is covered in a warm, happy feeling.
>A hoof runs along the outside of the blanket, humming softly. “Sleep, my dear.”
>Your eyes slide shut, and you vaguely feel the sensation of being lifted as you drift into a comfortable, deep sleep.

---

>Your eyes shoot open, and you immediately find that all your blood has rushed to your head.
>Looking up, you see five beds arranged along the side of the wall, nightstands behind each.
>You’re dangling upside down from the ceiling of the warehouse’s bedroom, a green cocoon separating you from the rest of the world.
>Peering through the clearest part of the cocoon, you see a pair of blue eyes staring at you, a black metal exoskeleton being carried by two translucent wings.
>”So, I’d say it was a resounding success. How was it for you?”

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 20:46:21 No.25222759 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222797 >>25223124

>>25222694
I SWEAR IF YOU FUCKING DID ANYTHING TO ME I WILL HURT YOU

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 20:46:48 No.25222765 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223124

>>25222694
Well, I'm not dead.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 20:48:02 No.25222783 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25222847 >>25223124

>>25222694
>tfw you fail your will check

At least if wasn't to an ennemy
Compliment his work, he did make you completely defenceless
Ask him if mind effecting techniques are common among capes, you've met two only today after all
Also ask about the way to resist mind affecting effects

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 20:48:56 No.25222797 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223124

>>25222759
There's no reason to think he did.

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>>25222783
Time to carve a totem I guess

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 21:11:43 No.25223124 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223136

>>25222759
>>25222765
>>25222783
>>25222797
>Briefly, you consider shouting at him, but there’s no reason to think that he did anything wrong.
>Tinker’s not a pony you’d pin for a rapist, anyway.
“Well, I’m not dead, so there’s that.”
>”Here, let’s get you down from there.”
>He unhitches the cocoon from the ceiling and gently lifts you down to the floor.
>”I thought it was appropriate to go the whole nine yards with this one, I think I’ll just use the adhesive more often, no need to make a full cocoon every time.”
>You struggle against the green walls, but they hold firm.
“Well, good work, you did leave me completely defenseless, and I’m definitely not getting out of here anytime soon.”
>”That was the goal, and it worked like a charm.”
>He brings the horn to the cocoon, now lying on the ground, and cuts a gash through the skin.
>He offers you a hoof, which you grasp, and he pulls you from the green container.
(cont.)

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 21:12:46 No.25223136 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223153 >>25223204 >>25223241

>>25223124
“Say, are mind-altering abilities common among capes? I met another earlier today.”
>”Here, let me show you something. Just flip open the hatch on this.”
>He removes his helmet and hoofs it to you.
>You open the power pack and find another orb wired into the box, glowing a faint purple.
>”Purple are mind orbs, I’ve been saving this one for a while. They’re pretty rare, so I would be surprised if you ran into many more very soon.”
“Just in case, mind telling me how to resist mind magic?”
>”Really, you just have to notice when it’s happening. If you ever get that foggy, soupy feeling, if you ever feel like you’re sinking, or if you’re happy and have no idea why, that’s when the red flags should start going up.”
“And if I don’t, I just get to be a drooling little puppet?”
>”Pretty much, but there are some things you can’t do with it. It’s not alcohol, and nopony could make you do something you really didn’t want to do. Say, kill somepony else, for example.”
>”It boils down to this, put up a strong resistance right away, because after you’re in so deep, you won’t get out on your own.”
“Thanks, Tinker.”
>”Hey, don’t mention it. Now, I’m starving, and dinner’s been ready for a little while. You want to come too, or do you have anything else you want to talk about?"

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 21:14:34 No.25223153 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223450

>>25223136
Nothing now

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 21:18:30 No.25223204 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223450

>>25223136
Nah.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 21:21:47 No.25223241 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223450

>>25223136
Dinner

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 21:40:14 No.25223450 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223499 >>25223523

>>25223153
>>25223204
>>25223241
“Nah, I think I’m good.”
>”Then let’s grab some grub.”
>The two of you trot out to the dining room, finding Storm, Ice, and Two-bit all seated around the table, all eating spaghetti.
>Two plates sit untouched, and Tinker and you soon fill those spots.
>Storm speaks up, “Well, if it isn’t the changeling food. Figured we wouldn’t be seeing you until morning.”
>Tinker quickly defends you, “I doubt you would have done much better, Storm.”
>Storm balances on the back two legs of her chair, kicking her hind hooves onto the table.
>”Guess we’ll never know, huh? Gotta admit though, it was pretty funny to watch a pony just lie down and wait to be cocooned.”
>You interrupt, “What, think you would have been fine?”
>”Bet your ass I would have, ain’t no mind fuckery getting to this mare.”
“I think that sounds like a challenge, Tinker.”
>Storm stutters, “N-now wait a second, let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”
>”Oh no, I’m not going to do it now.”
>Storm sighs in relief, and a mischievous glint appears in Tinker’s eye.
>”But when you least expect it. You’d best sleep with one eye open, Stormy.”
>Everyone at the table shares a laugh, and returns to their meals.
>Most of dinner passes with idle chatter, and soon, everyone’s nearly finished with their plates.
>Maybe it’s time to continue your conversation with Two-bit, once everyone’s left?
>Or perhaps there’s something else you’d like to talk about with someone else?

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 21:45:51 No.25223499 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223649

>>25223450
Ask Tinker what he's doing tomorrow morning. We have until one before we need to be somewhere.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 21:47:54 No.25223523 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223649

>>25223450
Chat time Two-bit

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:00:11 No.25223649 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223708 >>25223749 >>25223752

>>25223499
>>25223523
>Setting your fork down, you turn to Tinker.
“Say, what are you doing tomorrow morning? I’m free until one o clock.”
>”Not much, actually. I’m gonna have to work nights with this suit from now on, stealth magic doesn’t work in direct sunlight.”
“So you’re just gonna sit around?”
>”Not entirely. The suit still needs a little fine tuning. I did nearly lose you a couple times early on, and the display doesn’t always work well in stealth mode.”
>”Course, I could always use your help.”
“I’ll think about it.”
>Eventually, dinner comes to a close, and Storm, Ice, and Tinker leave the dining room.
>You and Two-bit begin piling dishes in the sink, and once completed, Two-bit turns to leave.
“Not so fast. It’s chat time, Two-bit.”
Two-bit sighs and turns to face you.
>”Fine, where were we?”

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:04:21 No.25223708 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223868

>>25223649
I was looking up some stuff on supers earlier. I found some... interesting information.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:08:43 No.25223749 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223868

>>25223649
Bottom Dollar.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:09:00 No.25223752 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223868

>>25223649
If I pull that off, will you die ?

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:18:41 No.25223868 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25223907 >>25223910

>>25223708
>>25223749
>>25223752
“If I pull that off, will you die?”
>”I’m not even wearing a mask.”
>Right.
“I went to a museum about supers today. I found some… interesting information.”
>He peers at you, suspicious.
>”What do you mean, interesting?”
“Does the name Bottom Dollar ring any bells?”
>He brings a hoof to his forehead, letting out a groan.
>”Bottom Dollar’s my idiot brother, always the goodie two-shoes of the family, and ma’s favorite, it I might add.”
>His voice adopts a mocking inflection. “Oh look at Bottom Dollar, he’s so good, he only needs one bit.”
>”And what’s worse, he beats me every time.”
>He sighs.
>”What do you want to know about him?”

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:21:09 No.25223907 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224111 >>25224159

>>25223868
He gonna be a problem?

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:21:26 No.25223910 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224111 >>25224159

>>25223868
Why the feud between you two?

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:28:54 No.25223998 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224111 >>25224159

>checks inventory
>we have a mind orb
Oh. Neat.
Also the last thread is missing from the pastebin.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:37:38 No.25224111 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224190

>>25223998
Fixed[/spoiler

>>25223907
>>25223910
“He gonna be a problem?”
>”Almost undoubtedly, he never really leaves me alone.”
“So, we have to worry about a super breaking our door down?”
>”Shouldn’t, long as we’re careful that no one follows us back here. He’s never gotten us here, but when I’m out on a job, he’ll just show up.”
“So why the feud between you two?”
>”It began quite early in childhood, actually.”
>Two-bit gestures to his cutie mark, two golden bits stacked atop each other.
>”Imagine you’re twins, and you get a cutie mark that essentially says that you get twice as much as your brother.”
>”Course, you’re gonna fight, and when we came of age, we went our separate ways.”
>”I turned to my life, he turned to being a hero, and, of course, we’re still fighting. It’s a lifetime of fighting that never really ended, and it’s gotten to the point where I’m trying to exist, while he exists just to stop me.”

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:40:44 No.25224159 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224190 >>25224200

Fuck
>>25223998
Fixed

>>25223907
>>25223910
“He gonna be a problem?”
>”Almost undoubtedly, he never really leaves me alone.”
“So, we have to worry about a super breaking our door down?”
>”Shouldn’t, long as we’re careful that no one follows us back here. He’s never gotten us here, but when I’m out on a job, he’ll just show up.”
“So why the feud between you two?”
>”It began quite early in childhood, actually.”
>Two-bit gestures to his cutie mark, two golden bits stacked atop each other.
>”Imagine you’re twins, and you get a cutie mark that essentially says that you get twice as much as your brother.”
>”Course, you’re gonna fight, and when we came of age, we went our separate ways.”
>”I turned to my life, he turned to being a hero, and, of course, we’re still fighting. It’s a lifetime of fighting that never really ended, and it’s gotten to the point where I’m trying to exist, while he exists just to stop me.”

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:42:34 No.25224190 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224286

>>25224111
>>25224159
You should just use ctrl+s
Wow, sounds like he's got a real grudge.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:43:01 No.25224200 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224286

>>25224159
Must be tough

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:50:07 No.25224286 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224322 >>25224339

>>25224190
I do, guess I deleted the last bracket or something.

>>25224190
>>25224200
“Sounds like he’s got a real grudge.”
>”What’s worse is that it’s substantiated now. I’m always the bad guy, so he has reason to be on the lookout for me.”
>”Only positive is that I can just waltz around in public, pretend to be my brother. Which is a welcome luxury, given what other villains have to go through.”
>”Anything else you wanna know?”

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:53:22 No.25224322 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224443

>>25224286
How's he fight?

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 22:54:54 No.25224339 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224443

>>25224286
You ever seen him actually go for other villains?

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:05:27 No.25224443 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224472 >>25224481

>>25224322
>>25224339
”How’s he fight?”
>”A lot like me, except his use of his bit is a little more versatile than mine, which I begrudgingly admit.”
>”He has a single solid gold bit, which he uses to make any shape he pleases.”
“Like what?”
>”Anything he puts his mind to. A lasso, hammer, screwdriver. It’s a multitool he uses to fit the occasion.”
>”Some cheesy trick Celestia seemed to play on us. I always have twice as much as he does, but he takes what he has and makes it work.”
“You ever see him go for other villains?”
>”Our little feud consumes most of his time, but yeah, he goes for other villains, when he gets the chance.”
>He looks away.
>”You might be on the hitlist, actually, with you being close to me and all, so you might want to keep an eye out.”

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:08:53 No.25224472 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224568

>>25224443
Wonderful. Were you planning on telling me about this?

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:09:18 No.25224481 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224568

>>25224443
I kinda have to watch my back anyway.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:16:49 No.25224568 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224612 >>25224670

>>25224472
>>25224481
“Wonderful. Were you planning on telling me eventually?”
>He winces, not looking at you.
>”I figured as long as you kept a low profile, you’d be fine, and you didn’t need to know, yeah?”
“Fine, I have to watch my back anyway, what’s one more cape breathing down my back?”
>”Well, it’s not certain, even the news doesn’t really know who Road Rage is, it’s possible he doesn’t know about you yet.”

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:20:08 No.25224612 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224694

>>25224568
Sounds fine by me. Besides, there's some fun in a bit of mystery.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:24:09 No.25224670 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224694

>>25224568
I guess I'll find out one way or the other.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:25:48 No.25224694 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224717 >>25224718

>>25224612
>>25224670
“Sounds fine by me. There’s always some fun to be had in mystery.”
>”You’re right there, Easy. Maybe I am just freaking out over nothing.”
“Guess it’s something we’ll find out soon enough.”
>Two-bit sighs. “That we will.”
>The brown unicorn yawns, stretching out on the tips of his hooves.
>”I’m beat, think I’m going to turn in early tonight. I got you a bed, if you’re interested in staying.”

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:28:01 No.25224717 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224905 >>25224919

>>25224694
Awww, you couldn't go out of your way to get me a cocoon?

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:28:14 No.25224718 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224772 >>25224905 >>25224919

>>25224694
We should probably head home and pay our debt now we have the cash.

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:33:49 No.25224772 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224802 >>25224905 >>25224919

>>25224718
I was thinking that we shouldn't go out of our way and pay in full.
It might just be me stressing over a minor detail, but what's this lady gonna think when we throw all the money we owe at her after a few days since we last spoke?

Anonymous

Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:36:19 No.25224802 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224905 >>25224919

>>25224772
I just meant the latest payment.

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!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:45:53 No.25224905 Report Delete

Quoted By:

>>25224717
>>25224718
>>25224772
>>25224802
“Sounds fine by me. There’s always some fun to be had in mystery.”
>”You’re right there, Easy. Maybe I am just freaking out over nothing.”
“Guess it’s something we’ll find out soon enough.”
>Two-bit sighs. “That we will.”
>The brown unicorn yawns, stretching out on the tips of his hooves.
>”I’m beat, think I’m going to turn in early tonight. We got you a bed, if you’re interested in staying.”

“You couldn’t go out of your way to get me a cocoon?”
>”No, but I’m sure Tinker wouldn’t mind going out of his way to make you another one, if you really wanted.”
“I’ll have to consider it, it was rather comfortable.”
>”Most ponies have nightmares about ending up in one of those things, you know.”
“Guess I’m not most ponies,” you quip.
“But, I should be heading home tonight. I have some business to take care of.”
>”Guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”
>You bid Two-bit goodbye and begin the journey home.
>Your mind is a blur as you pass through the streets, your thoughts flying to your busy day.
>You messed with some supers, stopped a robbery, got your suit, got strung up in a cocoon, and learned about boomerang, all in one day.
>But now, you’re completely exhausted.
>You wearily walk into your apartment building, wake your landlord, and slap three hundred bits on the counter, which she eyes.
“Here’s your rent.”
>”Impressive, and a week early too. Just a thousand bits to go.”
>Not in the mood to deal with her shit tonight, you begin the trek up the stairs, unlock your door, throw your stuff on the couch, and collapse on your bed.
>Just as your head meets the pillow, you let darkness overtake you, your dreams filling with the feelings of being strung up in a nice comfy green cocoon.

!1PZuOSuEBg

!1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:46:55 No.25224919 Report Delete

Quoted By:

>>25224717
>>25224718
>>25224772
>>25224802
“You couldn’t go out of your way to get me a cocoon?”
>”No, but I’m sure Tinker wouldn’t mind going out of his way to make you another one, if you really wanted.”
“I’ll have to consider it, it was rather comfortable.”
>”Most ponies have nightmares about ending up in one of those things, you know.”
“Guess I’m not most ponies,” you quip.
“But, I should be heading home tonight. I have some business to take care of.”
>”Guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”
>You bid Two-bit goodbye and begin the journey home.
>Your mind is a blur as you pass through the streets, your thoughts flying to your busy day.
>You messed with some supers, stopped a robbery, got your suit, got strung up in a cocoon, and learned about boomerang, all in one day.
>But now, you’re completely exhausted.
>You wearily walk into your apartment building, wake your landlord, and slap three hundred bits on the counter, which she eyes.
“Here’s your rent.”
>”Impressive, and a week early too. Just a thousand bits to go.”
>Not in the mood to deal with her shit tonight, you begin the trek up the stairs, unlock your door, throw your stuff on the couch, and collapse on your bed.
>Just as your head meets the pillow, you let darkness overtake you, your dreams filling with the feelings of being strung up in a nice comfy green cocoon.

OOC !1PZuOSuEBg

OOC !1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:47:56 No.25224937 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25224960 >>25224970 >>25225671

I’m evidently just as tired as Easy, with all the mistakes I’m making, so I’m gonna take off for the week.

Leave questions, critique, snide remarks, and dank memes. Other than that, I’m gonna go collapse.

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:49:49 No.25224960 Report Delete

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>>25224937
Night

Anonymous

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Anonymous Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:50:15 No.25224970 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25225016

>>25224937
Rising's a dank meme right now. Cyborg super when?

OOC !1PZuOSuEBg

OOC !1PZuOSuEBg Sun 25 Oct 2015 23:54:43 No.25225016 Report Delete

Quoted By: >>25225671

>>25224970
Guess we'll have to wait and see.
Anything's possible, and who know's what's on the random encounter table?

Anonymous

Anonymous Mon 26 Oct 2015 00:55:16 No.25225671 Report Delete

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>>25224937
>>25225016
Was pretty good. I'm real interested in seeing what kind of reputation Easy Ride/Road Rage makes for herself

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