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You were Mango, a Batpony from a small town near Las Pegasus turned vampire by Fierce Fang. After deciding against joining the older and obviously amoral vampire Mango fled both him and a bounty in Las Pegasus caused by her feeding habits. She's on her way to Ponyville, where there are supposedly no Vampires to compete with.
But after divulging her Vampire status to Zecora, the Zebra snitched to Twilight who confronted Mango in the Castle of the Two Sisters.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, Mango seems to be tentatively going along with Twilight's plan to send her to infiltrate a group of vampires in Canterlot.
Despite Twilight giving her a rather raw deal, Mango agrees to help, but not before negotiating for better treatment and learning about an Adventuring guild in town.
After some adventures and narrow victories with the ponyville guild, you took a train to Canterlot where you attended a meeting for the Vampires there.
Right now the meeting is dying down, and you were talking with some of the other Vampires.
"So, June, you said it just experiance to know these things, but can you tell me about how to avoid making more Vampires, or do you know how that works?"
>"You shouldn't worry about that, dear. If you drained all of Canterlot dry I doubt you'd make a single new Vampire on accident."
>"Infact, almost none of us know how we were turned. I find it somewhat surprising you know it was Fang that turned you."
"He, uh, left a note actually..."
>"Heh, Fang was always a romantic. He might talk big, but did you know he always preferred being the little spoon."
>She giggles a bit.
>"But, anyway, new Vampires are made one of two ways. Some vampires, including Fang, Patwrite, and Princeps have gained enough power to be able to do it on purpose. This binds the new Vampire to us, almost like a queen bee. These spawn are as tough as any vampire, but their wills are weak, and they retain little if any of their former selves. Good for hunting prey for you though. Or, in Fang's case, attacking other Vampires."
>"The other is when the prey refuses to die. That's how true Vampires are made, like you and me. Some of the others see it as though we were always Vampires, we just needed death to claim us to reach our full potential. I think it's just pure force of will. Either way, not something you'll likely encounter, ponies are typically a skittish lot."
Is drinking the blood of other animals bad for us? We've found that we can "survive" off of cow blood, but diamond dog blood tastes so bad we'd have to force ourself to drink it.
How does the "create another vampire on purpose" procedure work? What happens if you try to use it on someone who is already a vampire? What happens if you use it on a lower animal?
Hey, you got his tail off of the color layer. Kudos.
"You have to die to turn, then?"
>"I suppose. Making Spawn certainly requires killing. I've never seen a true turning, but I would imagine it's the same."
"How does that work exactly?"
>"You're more full of questions than a bee is full of honey. I have some errands to run, but I wouldn't mind company. Why don't you come along, we could talk more on the way if you like."
"Sure, I don't have any plans."
>"Glad to hear it."
>You notice that you two are some of the last ponies there at the meeting. Only Baron and Patwrite are still there. They're arguing about something, again, totally ignoring the two of you.
>You follow June bug through the streets of Canterlot, asking more questions along the way.
"Soooo, about the spawn process?"
>"Ah, right. I've been learning it myself recently. Just had my first real success when I flew into town."
>"I run a company that owns most of the airships that run trade between Canterlot and the Pegas cloud cities. I flew in from Cloudsdale two nights ago. Caught an employee napping. Now she's out getting me dinner. At least I hope she is... Anyway, what about it?"
"Does it work on animals? What happens if you try to 'turn' a Vampire?"
>"I wouldn't try the latter. I can sense other Vampires and most can sense me. I have no idea what it would do, but I imagine nothing. Other than the one trying out the spell getting smacked upside the noggin, that is."
>"But I had never thought about using it on animals. That might be a good idea. Of course then you'd need to drain an animal. Depending on the creature that could make you ill."
"I've had Diamond Dog and Cow blood, never made me sick."
>"Ew. Diamond Dog? You're lucky then, because that's disgusting. Cow's are ok, but only when fresh. Usually predator blood is what can get you sick. Animals that cannot speak also are no good for feeding."
>As you walk you notice that you're entering the more upscale areas of Canterlot, actually quite near your hotel.
>What does Mango do? Any more Questions for June?
Thanks for the tip, were never drinking diamond dog blood again. Yuck.
Ask how she's been able to run a business from the shadows for so long. We might want to try that sometime.
...Ya know when they're isn't a whole vampire war about to start.
>You cringe a bit. Guess you're pretty lucky nothing bad ever came of the Dog blood.
>Now that you think back on it though, you remember how that fight with the Timberwolves went. The sluggish feeling had almost become normal by then, but you weren't really in top fighting form.
>It's probably why you got so badly beat up.
"You said you run a business? As a Vampire, that seems difficult."
>"It can be at times. You'd think the sun would be a big deal, but in my line of work I was usually able to travel by day and do business by night, so it's not as big of an issue as you might think."
>"No, the worst is trying to explain how you've held a position for 300 years. In retrospect, that was very dumb. Now I move companies every 80 years or so, new name, false references and liberal use of my unlimited charm," she flashes you a wide smirk. "Easy peazy lemon squeezy."
>The two of you arrive at the offices of the Friendship Express company. You recognize it as the name of the train line that took you to Canterlot.
>The building is dark, you assume that by this late hour the workers have all gone home.
"Are these errands for business?"
>"Ah, A little business and a little pleasure."
>"These are our main competitors offices. A few weeks ago I caught a spy from them trying to steal our balloon designs from the Zebras that manufacture them. I let him think he got away, knowing I'd be here before he could get back from Zebrica. His ship came into Manehattan yesterday, and his train arrives in Canterlot at 1:30 AM."
>You look at your watch. It's 1:38 right now.
>"I plan to leave them a message."
"Sounds like somepony who deserves whatever you have planed."
>"Heh, maybe, maybe not. His real crime was getting caught. If these sonsabitches want to spy they better do it well."
"Do you, uh, want help?"
>"I thought you'd never ask. There are three alleyways that lead to this building, besides the large roads. We'll see him if he's on the big roads, but he could slip by in an alley. I can cover one, but a flying pony like you could probably cover two."
>"If you see him, just fly up where I can see you."
>She pulls a small revolver from her inner thigh and gestures upward. She runs very quietly, but you can hear the soft clops on the asphalt thanks to your bat ears.
>You fly up and take a position on top of a smaller structure overlooking the two alleys.
>After a few minutes, you see a figure moving toward you.
>A slender brown stallion rounds the corner galloping.
>He keeps looking over his shoulder, and you think you know why.
>He's running pretty fast. If you stop to get June's attention, he might be inside before you could stop him.
I say we jump this fool and take him to June. Unless we hear anybody else coming by.
Or perhaps we can hold on to him by knocking him out and see who else comes by who looks shady more than likely the guy we're after probably has a case or something on him for the designs he stole.
I'll lower our chance of a fuck up.
This was never really addressed. Hopefully we can actually ask this, since she said she was developing her power to create lesser Vampires.
I want us to develop our hypnosis. It could be very powerful with some tweaks.
Sorry for the late start.
>You drop down silently, startling the stallion into a yelp.
>His horn glows and the tight jacket he was wearing falls open.
>But you stare into his eyes, and ask a simple question.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Hypnosis: Success Limited Control: Failure
>His eyes widen
>"I'm about to shoot you, bitch!"
>With that, you blink and he slumps to the ground with a thud.
>A snubnose revolver clatters out of his jacket.
>What does Mango do?
>You pick up the revolver.
>It says .357 Mag, though as you pour the rounds into your hooves, they say .38 Spc around the base.
>It's looks cheap, and oddly, for a unicorn's gun, doesn't have a trigger guard.
>You throw both the gun and the rounds into your saddle bags.
>After that you pick up the stallion and drag him toward June's look out post.
>However, as you drag, you hear soft clips on the asphalt.
>June turns the corner, levitating a small pistol back into it's thigh holster.
>"Caught the scallawag, did ya? I barely heard you, nice work."
>She walks up, and levitates the stallion out of your grasp and over into the isolated alley.
>Once there she searches his coat and pulls out a folder.
>She levitates it in front of you, and stares at it.
>It slowly but steadily burns, leaving not a single speck of ash.
>"Had to be totally sure. But don't worry, little missy, we had back ups."
>She turns to the prone stallion.
>"As fer you scalawag," She kicks him in the gut, eliciting a wheezing groan. "I think Mango here should get the first drink, haha."
>She giggles again.
>"Well go ahead, tab's on me."
"June, do you think you could pull me off if I take too much. I'd like to practice control..."
>"I'm gonna kill him anyway, and I think if I step in it you wouldn't learn much. Just try your best, honey, that's how we learn, you know."
>"But, I will do it if you want me to, dear."
"You don't mind me stealing a meal?"
>"Don't worry about me deary, hopefully my new spawn will have followed my instructions. Plus, I'm not the one living off animals."
"I have pony bloodbags now..."
>"Still, fresh blood is far more filling."
>You bend down, feeling kind of awkward infront of June.
>You remember how much you typically take from a bloodbag, and try to limit yourself.
>As your fangs sink into the stallion's neck warm delicious blood flows into your mouth.
Control, DC10: Critical Failure
>The next thing you know, you feel June pinning you against the asphalt with her magic.
>The coppery smell of blood floods your nostrils.
>"Mango, aw shucks..."
>"Mango are you still with me?"
"Shit, that's never happened before..."
>"Heh, Fang tried to use that line too, you know."
>She giggles again at her joke as she releases you from her magical grasp.
>Your head throbs with pain.
>You feel blood, your blood on the back of your head.
"What the hell..?"
>"It's wasn't pretty. You started drawing a lot. Woke him up."
>She points to a brick stained with blood.
>"He got a few good thumps on you before I could pull the brick away."
>"Then you turned to me, so I just pinned you down."
>She cocks her head
>"You alright dear?"
"I, uh, kinda blacked out."
>"Well that's no good. I wonder if it was from the brick or the frenzy though."
>"Still you should see the other guy."
>You look around groggily.
>There's a huge smear of blood along the narrow walls of the alley.
>The Stallion's body is gaunt and dry, but his intestines are hanging out, along with other viscera. Blood is caked around his mouth and eyes. One of his forelegs is bent unnaturally, making your own ache in sympathy.
>The sight is nauseating and you avert your eyes as much as possible.
"Eugh! I did that?"
>"If you hadn't noticed me and tried for another meal you might have done worse."
>"It certainly leaves a message, though not quite the one I planned on leaving. It's too obvious this was done by a vampire as is."
>"We need to hide that somehow..."
Oh. Then the last QM post is an example of why you have to be careful when using 'that,' since it's very vague.
I assumed when she said 'that,' she meant the body, not the fact that a vampire did it.
"You don't just want to hide the body? The crystal cave might be a good place."
>She purses her lips.
>"Eh, it's an option. I'd rather figure out some way to just hide that a Vampire did it though."
"I guess the bite marks are the biggest sign, we could cut up the neck, or maybe decapitate?"
>You accidentally look back down at the corpse.
>You really wish you hadn't
>"Well that and the fact you can tell he's been drained of blood since you punched his guts out."
>"I suppose decapitation works though. We can dump the rest in the caves. You got a knife, dear?"
>Hand her the knife or do it yourself?
>Or do you have a better plan?
If we keep a steady flow of blood, we might not need them. I thought we were just a shit vampire, but what you eat apparently really matters.
Especially if we can punch someone so hard that their guts fall out.
We're working on the license and Twi promised replacement, but we really should focus on developing our vampiric abilities since they have the potential to be a lot more useful and deadly than any gun.
>You fumble for a second digging through your bag for the knife.
"Here you go"
>She takes it with her magic, humming while she slices through skin, muscle and tendons.
>Despite being drained of blood, the spine still retains some fluid.
>While the sight is bad enough, the sounds make you need to sit down, and look away.
>"First mutilated corpse, I assume? It really never gets better, but in a few centuries you'll have seen enough to be fairly jaded."
>She then says it's done and levitates the head behind her.
>She walks back toward the building, and you follow.
>"We can leave the body there for now, nopony should be around this late. But what I need to do is get this somewhere provocative. I was thinking the CEO's desk. That way they might not even take this public. Of course that means breaking in, evading any security, and getting out..."
>"You have any ideas, Mango?"
To be honest I never worried about it because I figured a OP would forget about it too by accident and let us get away with it.
But still it's not like we couldn't open the window or vent from the inside and then go back and get our stuff.
"Well I can transform myself and what I'm carrying into mist. I won't have trouble getting me or the head in."
>"Oooh, that's sneaker than a muffled rattlesnake. I like it! Think you could you get me in too?"
"I have no idea. I know I can't go too far though. I was gonna fly up, but I can't carry you or mist that far, so we'd be going in on the first or second floor."
>"Only one way to find out, but I understand your caution. It's up to you."
"We can try, sure. Fair warning, you probably will want to hold your breath."
>The two of you approach a window, and you hold out a hoof.
"It only works on things touching me, as far as I can tell."
>She hesitates for a moment, but takes it.
>You hold your breath, and drift into a mist.
>It takes a second to find a suitable gap, but by the time you do your 'chest' burns for air and you feel faint.
>The strain of bringing two ponies was a little much.
>You push through the gap forcefully, and spill onto the carpeted floor in a heap.
>June utters minced oaths as she too is strewn across the small office.
>You both cough a bit, trying to keep quiet, as your lungs fill with air.
>"Gotta say," June says between coughing fits, "I've been on more comfortable trips..."
>"Hope we didn't make too much noise."
>She puts her ear to the door, and listens.
>"I think we're clear, though."
>What does Mango do?
>You listen in behind her
>You hear soft hoofsteps, but they sound far away.
>Somepony is certainly here, but you can't tell how many or where exactly they are.
>June slowly opens the door, and looks around.
>"I don't reckon I see anyone." She whispers.
>You have better eyes, though, you should go ahead. I'm not entirely sure, but I'd bet that the CEO's office is on the top floor."
>"There's just 8 floors, so we should just find the stairwell and head up."
"You're a much more powerful Vampire than me, you sure I should take point?"
>She giggles. "You can't learn from the rear, sweetie."
"Well, we should look for a map or something, don't big offices usually have those?
>You search around the dark hallways a bit, eventually finding a map near the central elevator shaft.
>"Hm, fancy. Most of our buildings this size don't have these."
>The map shows the executive offices on the seventh floor.
>You point this out to June.
>"Weird. When I was the CEO at my company we ALWAYS got the top floors."
>"Ah, yeah technically I'm the 'chairmare of the board' now. Bit more boring that I expected."
>You listen for guards.
>You can hear at least two ponies on this floor, slowly and quietly making rounds near the outer hallways and offices. One is just reaching where you came in.
heh, well the point was to not kill.
Besides so was the other guy the only differences was that one was a spy and the other is a guard.
But drink or not this might be good power training if we end up needing to use our abilities.
A thief is still a thief even if it's a hired thief, I don't really see the big deal besides he was going to kill us. I don't know why you would want to spare him in the first place after that.
Frankly I think anyone willing to use lethal force us is fair game.
So yeah if the guards didn't have guns I wouldn't want to eat them...kinda, depends on context.
Besides we cant tame the beast within without practice.
What are you talking about? I said that the guy was already dead, so us practicing wasn't going to make a difference. The only way he could have survived would have been us defending him, which wasn't going to happen.
Im talking about the nightmares anon. Do you think the older vampires are hunted with them and worried about losing control and going on frenzies, no. Because they've gained control and to do that we got to feed and learn to do so without killing someone.
Now i'm not saying the innocent need to be used to do this, we just have different ideas of what counts someone as a innocent. For me it's anyone who won't try to kill you or lacking a serious criminal record.
What? Nightmares? What does that have to do with anything?
And no, it's not okay to kill someone for doing their job. We're trespassing in a building to do something we really have no stake in, no pun intended. When we're in the wrong killing isn't okay.
Because if you're in a combat situation and someone is willing to take your life to continue their own or for the sake of money. I think it's pretty fair game to take theirs for the same reasons.
Are you asking me what nightmares because you don't know about the crazy dreams of us killing fluttershy in cold blood due to a lack of control or because you haven't read that part?
What it has to do with things is the idea of feeding on the guards. I think it worth it to gain control and get stronger faster. Especially when having someone around to help us.
Either way, I never said I wanted to kill them.
but I have no problem doing so.
I wanted to feed from them, it does not entail killing them.But the risk is still involved until we have proper control. I just think they know the risks that come with being a guard, getting killed is one of them.
So I don't feel in the wrong for it unless they're not using lethal force. As for trespassing currently it's not legal for us to even be living or unliving whichever. So I could care less about things like that at this point.
But regardless I i've started to think the greater risk of leaving a trail of bodies or dead bodies with hole in there necks and probably being burden on June in the case of rolling a crit fail. Is out weighting getting shortcuts and quick snacks. So were on the same page for not killing the guards we just have our own reasons.
I'm ready to let it drop. I'm not in the mood to argue morality. Its kinda subjective.
>oh this policeman knows the risks so it's fine for me to kill him
It's not even vaguely subjective that this is retarded. And the legality of our existence is a very different matter.
Reminder that we're in contact with someone who controls laws.
I think it's a bit of false equivalency to compare security guard's with cops. but regardless.
We're not going to agree on the guard thing. Sorry, it's not that i'm not trying to see things from your perspective. I just don't agree. Perhaps i'm just a uncaring asshole or maybe you're too kind. Or I could be a sociopath.
Meh. it doesn't matter.
Should I get me some Jesus anon?
I'm pretty sure being a sadist is causing unneeded pain to others for the sake of personal enjoyment. I feel as if I'm just being pragmatic but then I guess we have to take into account of the risks involved. But the whole feeding process seems painless if done correctly and if no one dies.
>we're in contact with someone who controls laws
So let's move on to another interesting topic.
You say twilight can control the laws, but i'm not sure if that's really the case or if you talking about luna same goes for her too.
Personally I think the amount of political influence/control they have is a bit hazy and kinda down to whatever celestia just let's them get away with. Which is why I think they went behind celestia's back. Because if tia knew about any of this I think she would brand them both traitors or charged with conspiracy and have them sent to the moon. Or just ignore them. That too.
Well what else would she do she do to two other authority figures who broke the laws by siding with a race the public views as a threat. Perhaps not treason but definitely conspiracy for going behind her back. Sure I guess the option to sweep things under the rug is still there but i'm sure the people would start a riot. But yeah that is if it got out.
As for the moon thing good point. But I guess being locked in a prison is more or less the same punishment but with more guests.
Anywho you still didn't answer my question about luna and twilight's limits of power.
Nobody's going to sit by while she locks away every other authority figure.
And if they're are limits on their power then there are limits on Celestia's. The king that fights his nobles is the king that has a civil war on his hands.
But none of this in any way justifies killing random people.
I was not trying to justifies killing random people willy nilly, you're misrepresenting me. I just think people will die no matter what and I don't think the label of private security guard or thug doesn't really matter if they're trying to kill you. For a random civilian of course you wouldn't kill them or feed from them if you knew you have no control.
Yes I'm lacking the context of why someone would want to kill you but i'm assuming if you're doing something that someone would want to kill you for. you don't give a damn (trespassing, stealing from said person, etr.).
Also once again feeding from someone doesn't automatically kill someone unless we mess up. You're arguing whether or not it's right to gamble with the lives of certain individuals.
And frankly I think dangerous criminals, and anyone who tries or is willing to kill you is fair game to kill or play dice with their lives.
Anyway, I've moved on from that topic. We're not going to agree so why drag it back to there. These are two different topics and i'm not trying to use one to justify the other.
>The king that fights his nobles is the king that has a civil war on his hands.
True to a extent, but that doesn't mean she's going to just give in. Besides if that was always the case the king would be pointless because said king would be at the whims of the nobles.
So some absolute power has to be there otherwise Celestia is a pointless figurehead leader and they could and probably should try to just start up a oligarchy, or a representational democracy with checks and balances.
>You decide to avoid the guards as much as possible. You really don't need the attention, and you don't want to be forced to kill somepony who's just doing their job.
>Plus, you're pretty full from the spy.
"Let's take it quiet, June. We don't need to deal with these guys."
Easy Stealth Check: Passed
>As you creep through the halls you come across a guard you didn't hear. Mostly because he's fallen asleep near the stairwell.
>You notice that his colleagues have drawn crude images on his face, probably not pleased that they have to cover for him.
>He doesn't seem to be armed beyond a heavy looking flashlight.
>He's also got a set of handcuffs clipped to a wide belt with various pockets.
>You could take anything you wanted while he's sleeping, though you might make a cleaner escape if you just pass him by.
>You turn to June and signal her to be especially quiet as you slip past.
>The stairwell is think concrete, and you can talk freely
>However you also cannot hear anything in the rest of the building.
>The stairwell goes up to the fourth floor, which you recall from the map being the location of both the cafeteria and security offices.
>A thick metal door greets you, and any attempts to listen through it are frustrated by the echos of the concrete box you're currently within.
"I'm gonna mist through. If we're clear I'll open the door."
>You prepare yourself, and hold your breath.
>It's impossible to see or hear in this form, but as far as you can tell nopony is immediately in front of the door.
>You can hold out a bit longer.
>Do you slip back under or materialize?
>You pop out, ready in case somepony is watching.
>Indeed, a lone guard approaches.
>He's suprised enough that you can get a single strike out before he even has time to react.
>Unfortunately, you're not quite as coordinated as you should be, popping right out of the mist, and your hoof sails right below his jaw.
>The unicorn security guard fumbles around with his belt, clearly not actually thinking, but following some action he was told by rote.
He manages to produce a small metal cylinder.
>Things aren't going quite to plan, but if you act quick you might still salvage this.
Damn it we weren't supposed to be seen. Tackle him and choke him out. If he keeps hold of that spray then tap his horn. We don't breath and close our eyes if he gets it anywhere near us.
>You're stiff a bit off balance from the missed punch, but turn that into a wicked elbow strike to the stallion's face, aiming for his horn.
>His magic flickers and the metal cylinder clatters to the floor.
>However, you manage to put the guard in a chokehold as he goes down, and keep him from calling out.
>He is still conscious, but he should pass out soon.
>The adrenaline is pumping through you, and you have to strain to try and listen.
>You hear several sets of hooves approaching, but you can't tell how many exactly.
>More than two, certainly.
>A voice calls to somepony, but you don't make out the words.
>The stairwell makes a tempting place to retreat to, but hypnosis is always an option.
Can we use hypnosis on more than one guy at once?
I'm pretty sure that they all have to make eye contact. Perhaps we could drag the guy we have to the stairs and pose him like he fell.
How many damn guards does a closed building need?
Drag him into the stairwell and knock him out, then go back down, get out and fly up to the office.
We're not sneaking through a building full of guards just because June wants a tour.
It would get harder the faster you tried to do it.
The first one is virtually guaranteed, unless you critfail.
Next in a single round/post would have DC5, then DC10, ect.
I thought 1d6 guards would be reasonable.
Why would you pay people to guard floors that can only be accessed from floors that are being guarded?
Most buildings have a few guys on ground floor at most, doing occasional round.
I probably shouldn't be saying this, but it's just this floor. This is the security office, and the only floor that has two stairwells and the elevator, made sense to put the most guards here. The two on the ground floor were a separate roll. After this there would be no more.
It was two failures and a good roll by the guard.
Mango only knows that hoofsteps are coming closer to her. She doesn't know the exact state of those making the steps. The fact that she is choking out someone also makes it difficult to hear. So you're assuming things.
Let's just say that the guards are easily still capable of being surprised. They're not expecting much from a clatter, but they're still gonna walk over to see what it was, right?
Let's hypnotize him to tell the other guards everything is all right and that he just dropped his flashlight. After that we put him to sleep and if he remembers anything he'd think it was a dream.
I agree. A personal army for an eight story company building is a blatant waste of money, especially for the night shift when they're not expecting anyone there.
At most, probably three on the ground floor and one or two at security.
It's not a government building.
It's called overstaffing.
It shouldn't come as a surprise that a company is in the business of making money, so for every staff member present, they expect a little something called return on investment.
Each staff member is an investment, and for a regular worker, that's easy to see, but in terms of security, it's a bit more difficult.
Let's look at the numbers first. Let's say each guard costs maybe 100 bucks a night in wages, seem fair?
So then, that's 36,000 a guard per year. Times 8 guards, that's nearly 300,000 dollars in security just in wages.
However, wage isn't the only price that employers pay. With benefits such as health, vision, dental, and retirement, that would go up to around 45,000-55,000 per employee.
That means they're spending around 400,000 dollars a year on security, doesn't sound like a lot, right?
Well, let's see what they're getting on return for that investment of nearly half a million.
They're paying half a million to have people stare at walls.
What they have here is an overstaffed security force, filled with redundancies. Such as another anon said, guarding floors that can only be accessed by other guarded floors. No building would dream of doing that because they're paying yet another employee to do nothing.
It's a waste of hundreds of thousands of dollars a year which could just as easily be put into the bank as profit or placed somewhere else. Sure, if this was a government or military building, I'd buy it, but 8 guards? This might be the most well-defended office building in the world.
>Shit is not going to plan.
>You look down at the stallion you're choking
>Easing up, you look into his bloodshot eyes.
>"Tell them you're alright."
Hypnosis: Success Limited Control: Success
>He relaxes for a moment before gasping a bit for air.
>You shush him and he quiets down,.
>The hoofsteps are slowly approaching.
>Closer listening reveals two ponies approaching, and one heading away.
>"B-but I'm not alright, I was being choked by some ruffian! She hurt my horn."
>He frowns like a child.
>"I don't know where she went. Have you seen any ruffians, ma'am?"
If he thinks he's been beaten by a ruffian then tell him she ran away and gave up.
Just feed him a lie he can give to others to calm things down. Hell the poor guy might even start to think he's a badass.
"Uh, no. I think the ruffian ran away after the heroic fight you put up. You just missed that earth pony bastard."
>"Fight? I, uh. Heroic? Right, of course! I'll have to let the others know of the, uh, difficult duty I just performed."
>You then blink, and the stallion collapses in your arms, which quickly fade to mist as you hold your breath and fade under the door.
>As you reform, June looks at you and smiles.
>"I take it you found some company? You look a bit spooked"
"I heard a lot of guards on that floor, too many to stay hidden from. One saw me so I hypnotized him and fed him some lies. Still, I think they're gonna be on alert now..."
>"Well, there's no fun if the plan goes off without a hitch. This was the security floor, so maybe we should go down a floor and try the elevator? Or is this gig getting too hot under the collar for you?"
Take the elevator. I'll be hard to gain June's trust if you don't go for the long haul. Besides we're already here and the risk of getting caught come no matter what happens so might as well finish.
Sorry. Friend build a quadcopter and wanted to show me. I had this written already, but forgot to post.
"I didn't quite realize this is what you meant by 'errand', but I'm in too deep now, I guess."
>She giggles a bit.
>"Works for me."
>You and June make your way down to the third floor, finding it dark and abandoned.
>It's mostly small offices and cubicles with train timetables and other paperwork.
>The elevator is centrally located, and you find it easily.
>You select the seventh floor, and the elevator heads up
>It's quieter than you expect. You hope no guards notice.
>"Once we get up there and leave the head, we can go out through a window. I know a slowfall spell, so you don't need to worry about little ol' me."
>When the doors open, the halls are surprisingly spartan, though still well appointed.
>Solid wooden doors with gold name plates line the halls.
>You don't see the CEO's office yet, just Vice President's, but the hall goes both to the left and right, both directions T-ing off once again.
>What does Mango do?
>Luckily the name plates show the titles of the ponies they belong to.
>You just need some direction
>"June, where do you think the CEO's office would be?"
"Well they get the biggest one, typically. The CFO might be the same size. Due to that, they're usually on one end or the other of the building."
>She points you to where she thinks it might be.
>"So either there or across the floor from there."
>You pick one and head there, finding the CEO's office, quite by accident.
>The office is stately, with a large wooden desk in the middle.
>Upon it is an ornate quill pen holder, which June spikes the severed head upon.
>"Heh, hopefully this has some time to stew before they find it."
>"Thank's, by the way, for helping me with this. I thought you seemed a trustworthy mare to me, but now I know it."
>"Anyway, lets get going."
>She levitates a window panel up and out, before looking down and hopping right out.
>You climb out of the window, seeing June sitting on the building's ledge, looking absorbed in thought.
>She snaps out of it, and closes the window behind you both.
>You glide down, while June just steps off the ledge.
>Her horn and hooves alight as she slowly floats down.
>You touch down a bit ahead.
>June then deftly drops herself a few inches from the ground.
>"Well that was enough excitement for the night, I think."
>"I haven't eaten in a few days, so I'm gonna head to my townhouse and see if the Spawn was anywhere near a success. I know you've just eaten, but good company is rare these days. I'd love to have you over."
Not sure If I'll be able to update for a few days.
especially FrankenAnon, since June was his character,are welcome to take over now.
If no one else comes I'll try to make time.
"You don't have anymore 'errands', do you?"
>She giggles in her southern accent.
>"No, I think I'm quite done. I think that went fairly well, considering you didn't even have to kill any of the guards."
"I guess I can tag along then."
>"That's good to hear."
>You follow her to her place.
>It's in a nice neighborhood near the cliffs.
>The house is fairly small, but extremely well appointed with antique furniture and opulent rugs on rich dark wood floors.
>"Have you eaten or drank anything but blood recently? I made some tea before I went to the meeting, if you'd like."
"Tea sounds great."
>"Great, I'll go fetch it. You just sit here."
>Thinking about food makes you crave those little meat sticks.
>You almost ask if June has any, but you remember that you still have one left in your bag.
>June soon returns with a large pitcher filled with ice and what you assume is tea.
>She pours you the drink in a large glass.
>It's intensely sweet and cold, and not quite what you expected from tea.
>June takes a seat near you.
>"So, you said Fierce Fang turned you, right. And that he tried to get you to join him on his little crusade, right?"
>"You don't mind if I asked you some things about Fang, do you? We... We used to be close. I haven't spoken with Fang in almost two centuries."
"I suppose. Not sure what I could tell you, though."
>"This isn't an interrogation. I just used to care about him, you know. He's a like mad hound now, and I know he needs to be put down. I'd do it myself if I got the chance, but..."
>"I don't know, maybe you're right. All you can tell me is that he's as bad as everypony says."
>"How did you meet him? Did he seem homicidal when you met him? He's always been.. passionate about the whole vampire supremacy thing, but he's only started to kill other vampires recently."
>"I'd always hoped he would come back and stop with that nonsense. It's far too late now, though."
>She smiles weakly.
>"I'm sorry, I shouldn't dump my personal feelings on you. I don't really even know what I wanted to ask..."
I don't really remember the first time, but the second? He was actually kind of nice.
I went to sleep in a parking garage and woke up in a mansion. Sure, he may have tried to turn me into a mindless thrall at one point, push his supremacy regime on me when that didn't work, but he wasn't ever really unkind.
He gave me food, shelter, clothes taught me a little about how to survive, gave me access to his library, and even when I said I didn't want to work with him, we parted on okay terms and helped push me in the direction of my new home.
Course, he did say that he would rather see all vampires who want to live among ponies dead.
Hey now don't feel bad. If you want someone to talk to I don't mind. No one can blame you hoping he'd changed.
Besides Fang wasn't that bad. Just his politics...and the veiled threats...and the not veiled threats. But other then that he was quite the gentlecolt.
"I mean, he didn't seem THAT bad, you know before I knew he was killing on a mass scale."
"Though I don't really remember our first meeting that lead to, well, all this. But the second time he was only slightly menacing, with the veiled threats and all. He gave me pretty much free run of his castle, and when I left he seemed more disappointed than angry."
"Of course I left because his plan to kill all vampires that didn't want to join him was violently insane."
>"The stallion he's become is nothing but a monster. When we finally corner him, we will give him as much mercy as he showed to the others. I wish I'd just known that earlier."
>You put a hoof around her shoulders.
"No one can blame you for hoping he'd change, June. If you need someone to talk to, I really don't mind."
>"Thank you, Mango. I-"
>Suddenly the doorbell rings. As June rises to get the door, it rings again, and again, as if whomever is on the other side is getting impatient.
>"Luna above... I'm coming! Mango, make yourself at home, I'm not sure how long this might take."
>What does Mango do?
>You get comfortable on the small couch.
>While the small den doesn't have a lot of furniture, all of it is opulent and impressive.
>The wood on just the couch and the small table near you is intricately carved with flowers and plants all across the legs and sides.
>The cushion might be upholstered in silk, though you can't be certain because you've never touched real silk before. It too has intricate nature scenes woven into it.
>You notice a nice wooden Television Cabinet, much larger than usual.
>Across the bottom is "Technicolor" in gold scrolling font.
>You've never seen color TV in a home before, only in store displays where they were put up on unattainable pedestals.
>You saw one color movie, back when your grocery store was making enough to fund that sort of trivial expense.
>Plus, it hurt your eyes, and no film really needed color, it was just a gimmick the studios used to sell most expensive tickets.
>You sip some of the sweet iced tea. You weren't quite ready for the first shock, but the cool refreshment of it was nice.
>Plus the absurd amount of sugar wasn't like it could be unhealthy for you, you're already
>You try to listen in on whatever is happening at the door.
>You pick June's accent out immediately
>"I told you, go in through the top, and don't call me boss anymore, it's 'mistress' now, OK, deary?"
>The other voice is a mare's, but something sounds off about her. It's like she's unable to quite fit the words in her mouth, pausing at odd times and then rushing through syllables at others.
>It's not exactly comfortable to listen to her speak.
>"Yess.... Bossss-I-mean... Miss..Triss. I-will-use-the-uppper-access...... poooiiint."
>"Well not now, you're already here. Plus I have company"
>"No, no, you've done enough. Just bring it in and set the table. You remember I showed you how to do that, right?"
>The green unicorn walks back in, with a very pale pink pegasi behind her, with a large bag, almost as big as the pegasus, across her back.
>The unfamiliar mare stares holes into your eyes.
>June waves a hoof at the pegasus.
>"Supper has arrived, for me at least. I know you already ate."
>"I'm going to eat, but if you have any questions, feel free to stay and talk as long as you like."
"This is your spawn, I assume? Guess I don't want to know where dinner came from."
>"I told her to pick some lowlife."
>The mare's expression doesn't change.
>"She's not a total success, but is the first to even attempt to follow my commands, so it's a start."
>"Now, would you go prepare the meal?"
>The pegasus leaves for the kitchen.
"So that was your employee?"
>"Yes and no. That's her body, but her whole personality is gone. The pony she was is good and dead."
"How did you do it?"
>"These things are all about power and will, you need to see yourself doing it before you ever can. Then you grow into really doing it. I've been working on this power for a few decades, though new Vampires tend to grow very fast in power for the first century or so before things start taking that long."
>June heads to a dining room. You follow for now.
>The spawn has taken a pony out of her bag.
>A dirty looking unicorn youth, with tattered clothes that suggest he was living in poverty lays unconscious on a large table.
>June looks him over. "Well, well. This is better than I expected. He looks malnourished, but he's otherwise in prime shape. I asked for dinner but you brought me a prize cow, my child."
>She pats the spawn upon her head, garnering no response, other than a monotonous murmur of "I serrrvve-the-miss...tris."
>"Anyway I'm famished. You can clean him later."
>She carefully rolls the young stallion on his side, and stretches out his foreleg.
>She tells the spawn to retrieve a wet hand towel from the kitchen and uses it to clean the leg, then bites in right above his elbow.
>You see her expression loosen and her pupils widen as the blood hits her tongue.
>But June just drinks for a few seconds before releasing the leg, wiping her mouth with a linen napkin.
>This display just makes you crave those meat sticks even more.
>What does Mango do, or ask?
Ask about how she treats her cattle.
Do the ponies who do this only take lowlives who won't be missed or regular ponies too? And how about they're living conditions and do they just drop them off some place when their done with them?
All the ponies in the counsel practice to not kill when they feed and catch one or two ponies to keep as cattle for a year or so and set them free. They have a ethics code.
>You almost reach into your bag to grab the last meatstick, but decide to hold off.
>It is the very last one.
"You're gonna keep him?"
>"Oh, yes. He's perfect. Strong young stallion, he's probably making more blood than he needs anyway, heheh."
>She pats the stallion's flank with a giggle.
>"Ooh, I can easily get 30 years out of him... might take some extra time to break though."
>"Well, isolation while treating the cattle to conversation and basic decency tends to breed an odd attachment. Stockpone Syndrome, I think I heard somepony call it."
>"Anyway, if you treat them like ponies for a few months on lockdown they'll usually think you're 'friends' with them. Then you can really just let them live with you, no shackles necessary, feeding when you need to."
>"Of course sometimes they grow a spine and try to run or tell the guards, so you still need to keep an eye on them, make sure they don't witness anything untoward, or even better, make them feel as if this is really their own fault, and they'd be just as culpable as you. Eventually you couldn't get them to leave if you wanted."
>She flashes you a grin.
>"But I've seen your hypnosis ability. I'm sure you'd be better at the whole 'social manipulation' game than little ol' me."
>"And once broken, cattle are useful, and can even be fun, but you shouldn't keep too many. I don't know about making it a hard rule, Like Diane wants, but I think as a practical matter three or four cattle is more than enough. Any more and they might feel like they could take you down. You don't want that even seeming like an option."
>After the explanation, June takes another bite, savoring it just a little longer than the last.
>"That should hold me a few days, I think. I'd offer you a taste Mango, but I do want this one alive, no offence."
You know, if we ever learn how to control our feeding, it might be interesting to take a cattle of our own and disguise it as a relationship.
Might be tough, but maybe Twilight will let us.
Keeping Cattle doesn't sound half bad.
Perhaps we should should start looking for a new home.
Someone vanishing to become cattle would be too noticeable in ponyville and feds are too close to our person at the moment.
Or a second home would be nice, ask June is she know of some places that are free turf.
Most ponies are easily scared off they'd probably try and kill us first...but that one hound dog of a stallion from ponyville might do. He is kinda a freak might be willing in exchange for sex. But still brainwashing criminals is always a fall back.
That guard did seem to believe it when we tried it on him. Either way the power gets stronger as we do so even if we can't do it now we should be able to later as we get stronger.
The guy came off as kind of a old guy maybe they would think he just dreaming. People shout in their sleep all the time. Besides vampires aren't supposed to exist anyway so it would be the most likely conclusion.
But having somebody fall asleep after hypnosis is rather inconvenient if we didn't want them to fall asleep. It'd draw unnecessary attention to us if there are onlookers. It delays them following our commands. It could cause problems depending on the situation, individual, and who finds them.
"None taken, I'm ful anyway."
>You give her a cheeky smile back.
"You know, I'm not sure I can rely on my hypnosis all that much. They fall asleep as soon as I break eye contact."
>"Well that has it's own uses, but I've known others with similar powers. Usually they can use it to manipulate anyone they want. Fang had something similar, though it didn't put ponies to sleep, and required a great deal of power from him to maintain. You sound like yours is fairly effortless?"
"I just stare into their eyes."
>"Hm, you should develop that power, it could be a very useful power to have."
>"Of course, I assume it served you well while you were on the streets in Las Pegasus. It must have been difficult to live there after you said no to Fang. He's one of the few Vampires who still keep to the old rules of the 'hunting grounds' you know."
>"How was life as a new Vampire? Has the rush of power got to you yet?"
For the first couple weeks, it sucked. No pun intended.
All I wanted at first was sex and blood, and I was willing to do anything to get it.
After that, I spent some time on the run. Even the thought of talking to a pony horrified me.
Now, I guess it's calmed down a bit, I don't feel all that different than I did before, but it's horrifying knowing that blood can make me quite literally lose my mind.
Wow, didn't know fang was so old fashioned...but I guess that would explain his girly fancy outfits.
The power rush I think I might have gotten over but as late I think I kinda like unlife. It's not too bad when you come to terms with it.
I'm just kinda worried about surviving at this point.
Seeing how P-mart bought out my business, I don't think i'll be able to start fruit empire now.
And getting the money to get myself established some place wont be cheep. And I think the adventurers guild is starting to get spooked that I only work at night.
I need something more stable.
Ask June if she knows of anyone who might want to hire us. We do have managerial experiences.
"Well at first it really sucked."
>June smiles, but rolls her eyes at your pun.
>You recount some of your misadventures on the run, though spare any mention of Twilight.
"But really I'm more concerned with just surviving and making enough money to survive than power, you know? I'm not really established, and Patwrite's P-Mart put me out of buisness, so I really don't even have an income right now. The Adventurer's guild has some nice pay, but I'm not sure how much longer I can keep my condition a secret from them. I'd love to start some fruit selling empire, but I don't think that's really feasible as a goal right now."
>"You sold fruit before, right? I can see it now, Mango's Fruit Empire conquers, no liberates, Canterlot from P-Mart's octopus grasp, haha."
>"But seriously, you seemed to be doing fine in Ponyville, why did you come here? Just to speak with the council? I'd have stayed in that castle myself, at least until I could get more established, like you said."
I knew things were happening with other vampires, and being in the dark just seemed like a bad idea. If nothing else I know now that the council isn't going to hunt me or anything like that.
It was now or never, we had no other info to go on other than the implication that the vampires would be meeting here soon, it would have been a terrible chance to take since we didn't know how often these meetings are
Wait, wait I just noticed something
>You recount some of your misadventures on the run, though spare any mention of Twilight.
This would explain how she knows of the castle and ponyville. False alarm.
No one asked to hide anything, so other than obviously damning info, Mango told June the basic outline of events so far.
"I mostly hoped to meet some friendly faces. Plus if I missed this meeting I had no idea when or where another might happen."
>"Aww, well I can't say anything for the others, but I hope you count me among the friendly faces."
>June and you talk a bit longer before June signals for the spawn to take the stallion away to 'break' him.
>"It's getting rather late. I assume you have a room in town? You're welcome to stay here for the sunlight hours if you wish, but I need my rest as well."
>You check your watch. It's about 4:30 AM.
>What does Mango do?
Oh shit it's late...er early.
If we can beat the sun from here we should probably go back to the hotel and get ready to head back to ponyville.
Hopefully we'll be able to visit June again. She's pretty nice.
Maybe we should try sending twilight a letter to tell her and luna to meet us in the dreamscape. I think a update is in order given this huge war that's going to happen and we might get some advice to get them to work with luna.
Or maybe we can pray to luna and she'll visit our dream.
Twilight is completely unaware of the second meeting and said that we could just go talk to her after the first one.
What's she gonna think if we don't turn up after we walked into a meeting full of possibly hostile vampires?
Don't you guys think the council will get suspicious that we suddenly vanished after arguing so hard to get luna's help.
It's probably best to stay and try to figure out a way to contact twilight and luna in the meantime while we're still in the meeting.
All we need to do is keep the council arguing until we can make contact and get a plan together.
Hey, if we gotta go, we gotta go, I don't think it's THAT crucial that we stay for the rest
But for the love of god if you were planning something super important to happen here in the event we don't leave, please make other plans or work around it
We could just be discreet about it. Also if we don't let her know what's up she might think something happened and we'll end up with the royal guards lined up at the counsels doorstep. So it's better than nothing.
Meh, I'm not sure how you discreetly send a letter to a princess if you really are being watched.
I suppose we could send it to Fluttershy and ask her to pass it on.
It still means she doesn't know anything for at least a day. She could act before then.
Last for tonight.
"Thanks, June, but I should get back to my hotel. Hopefully we can hang out again."
>"That sounds delightful, dear. Just peachy."
>You head back to the Pillow Talk hotel.
>You're still not entirely sure what to do tomorrow night, but you do need to pick up your armor, and maybe some clothes for it to go under...
>You need to let Twilight or Luna know what's going on, but you're not sure how. You could try to take the train back to Ponyville, or maybe send Twilight a letter? Luna is in town, you think, but that would mean going near the palace...
>Maybe you should just go to the council's second meeting before going back to Twilight.
>You've learned a lot, but it might be best to get more info before reporting back.
>Then again, Twilight might assume something bad happened and kick down the door, though she doesn't quite seem the type to do that.
>Either way, you need to rest. Maybe you should think it over while you sleep.
>You drift off to slumber.
you find yourself on dark clouds
a path into darkness
onward you march, unknowing
a fork, yonder! But which way?
One cloaks you in shadow
the other bathes in light
Mango has gained enough "blood" to upgrade her powers. Your choices during this dream will determine her exact upgrades. If you think this is a dumb system, well tough it out for now, if no one likes the results I'll just have you pick.
I too am curious about light so that's where we're going
I always wondered what were our charachter's voices i can't seem to get what would mango speak like i mean she's a mare but each pony has unique voice
bathing in light
it burns you at first,
then you really feel it
an energy flows into you
You continue on the lighted path
Another fork ahead confronts you
Through the clouds you see each
One reminds you of home, easy
Comforting, warm, soft, but boring.
The other is charged with energy
ever changing, fraught with danger
Which path does Mango choose?
You steel yourself for danger
Emboldened, you walk onward
Energy ever changing sparks
Never satisfied by what you have
You always yearn for more, more!
You march ahead, eyes always forward.
somehow you know this is the final fork
One path has gnashing teeth, and blood
It is steeped in the sanguine ichor of life.
The other is a frozen wasteland of death.
Jagged ice shards rip through the path.
Which of these does Mango choose?
I forgot to take it off not really sorry
You feet crunch through the frozen cloud
It chills your bone, nay! Your very soul!
But the chill doesn't harm you, no.
You become winter's grasp.
If you're unsatisfied with the selection, vote to change now, I suppose. If you want to maintain immersion, ignore these spoilers. You chose strength over subtlety You chose to gain a new power, rather than yo upgrade an old one You chose Ice Missile over Drain Attack
Hmm..strength over sudety. Just how much harder do we punch stuff? Or did that just mean we got an offencive power?
Because other than the wanting to upgrade hypnotize over having ice weapons i'm pretty fine with what we got. I like playing mango like hercules and bustin fuckers doors down with a punch.
Knock Knock, it's the fruit bat, bitch!
>You wake up in a cold sweat.
>That was a weird dream
>You do feel like You learned something though.
>Something about ice, you think?
>You check your watch. It's 6:30 PM, sun's probably just going down, though you could navigate the hotel by misting around if you wanted.
>You think about last night.
>You know you should try to contact Princess Twilight, or Princess Luna, but you're not sure how you should go about that.
What does Mango do?
Ok, well if that's the case I guess i'm cool with what we got.
I just worry that we'll never use our more obnoxious powers because will get in a huge fight on who and when we can use them.
Unlike hypnosis and super strength that can be used more freely. We can probably just train them up naturally like we've been doing anyway.
New power are always cool.
So we could break into the castle like a badass to talk to in person luna, or we can just mail twilight a letter and ask her to get luna to visit us in a dream or something.
I think letting them know about the whole deal with fang and the vamp fractions might be important to do before the council can come to some decision. Given that whole war thing about to happen.
In the meantime anyone got any ideas on how to get the council to do what we want without princess advice?
>You decide to write a letter.
>You head down to the lobby, having to mist through some sun light patches along the way.
>The map of the building shows a mail room on the ground floor, so you head there.
>In the small room a small bipedal dragon sits behind a desk, fiddling with some envelopes.
>Her red scales shimmer as she lazily incinerates a letter with green flame.
>She slowly turns her eyes to you.
>"You got me a letter? No? If you want to write one here we sell envelopes, stationery, postcards or paper."
What does Mango do?
Send one letter to twilight letting her know we're ok and send one to Luna asking if she can meet with us in some discreet fashion like in a daydream. Or as soon as possible we'll probably have to let her know we're in canterlot. Maybe we can let her know it's us by using a clever handle. Let's use stationary for luna.
Like "your favorite bat"
Or just mango...it's kind of a unique name.
>You buy two envelopes, a leaf of paper and one piece of nice stationary.
270 bits remaining
>You're a bit intimidated by having to write to Princess Luna. Twilight was approachable, so you hope Luna is similar, but you've never met her...
>You give Twilight a rundown of the facts, to the point, and concise.
>For Luna you try and write as neat as possible, though mouth writing is never quite as good as horn writing, despite your effort.
>You say that you'd like to meet as soon as she's able. You tell her that you're in Canterlot, but that you're not sure where it's safe to meet.
>You try to be as discreet as possible, and seal both envelopes tight. You write your name and the Title of the princesses on each before setting your letters on the small pile the dragon is slowly pulling from.
>She pulls Luna's as soon as it hits the pile, but as you're walking out, a mare walks in and sets a hooffull of envelopes on top of Twilight's.
>You leave the mail room, half expecting Luna to simply teleport in front of you at any moment.
>What does Mango do now?
>You head out to the old surplus shop.
>You greet the old stallion behind the counter
>"Right, you're the little batpony who ordered the body armor? I thought this stuff was just level one, but it looks like it's got pockets for plates too. I'll stick to the 200 bits we agreed to though. It is Guard surplus, so it's not exactly slim."
70 bits remain.
>He points to a large crate filled with vests.
>A few have worrying holes, which the stallion huffs at and discards, and most are too big for you, but you find a vest that fits.
>It is somewhat bulky, and you won't be hiding it with just a dress. You're gonna need a jacket or coat.
>The store owner suggests some of the old military jackets he has stocked for 30 bits, but this is Canterlot, there are surely other options.
What does Mango do?
Hmm, we're getting short on cash. If we can get something normal looking elsewhere for the same price then I'd rather do that. If it's gonna leave us broke though we should just take one of these.
>You decide to look for something cheaper, stuffing the armor in your bag.
>If you can't find anything, you can always comeback.
>There's many boutiques in Canterlot, but also large box stores.
>There's, of course, the ever present P-Mart.
>You avoid the latter, but shop around and eventually find some items in your budget.
Faux Leather Jacket: Fashionable, and hides the armor well, but expensive. 70 bits
Sweater: If you're looking for the armor, you'll spot the tell tale bulging, but it's cheap and comfy. 20 bits
Blazer: Similar to the military jackets, but a bit more stylish. 32 bits.
>You decide to go with the Blazer.
>They have large brass buttons and are double breasted.
>There's far more choice in color than the old surplus, which was purple from the Lunar Guard and red from the Solar Guard.
>Your armor pokes out the front a bit, but as far as you can tell it just looks like a white undershirt. Can't see much of it.
>What color do you pick?
>Do you want to look for anything else?
Just to clarify, the meeting is tomorrow night. You have a whole night to yourself.
>You decide on a classic dark blue and pay the cashier.
Total 38 bits remaining
>You really need to get some more cash.
>You head back to the hotel and don the armor and Blazer.
>You also note the spiked hoof guards lying on the floor. Well one is lying. The other is still stuck in the floor.
>You hope the hotel doesn't charge Twilight for that...
>While you're here you get a knock on your door.
>You jump a bit, you don't think anyone but Twilight knew where you were.
>You think at first that it might be the maid, but it's about 8:00 PM, and you keep the "do not disturb" hanger on during the day...
>You check the peephole, and see the distorted image of a small red dragoness standing in front of the door.
>She's wearing an ill fitting bellcolt's cap, and looks rather annoyed.
>You open the door, and after checking with your tongue that your fangs are hidden, you give her a big smile.
"Hello, what do you need?"
>The little dragoness tries to conceal her bad mood and says, dryly, "I'm sorry to disturb you at this time, but you have received a letter marked "urgent" from the office of Princess Luna."
>She hands you the letter, says good night.
>You close the door and open the letter.
>Oddly, it seems to be a simple form letter printed on thick cardstock, with "MANGO" written in the pre printed blanks.
Thank you for writing. We cherish all the various letters we receive from our subjects.
Your concerns regarding the path our leadership is taking the nation of Equestria are duly noted, and we wish you to know that no action will be taken that would harm our subjects or their way of life.
Princess Celestia joins me in wishing you the best of wishes.
>It's signed with a large crescent over the L in Luna.
Now why would a form letter be marked urgent? Especially since we didn't tell her anything.
Either there's something hidden or she just wants to tell us
A: that she'll come to us
B: don't mail her, Celestia might be reading.
Yeah I feel a hidden message in this.
We should probably keep the letter and try to inspect it farther.
I'm guessing it's made to look like auto mail to make it look like it came from some random ranting citizen about leadership as a cover.
>we wish you to know that no action will be taken that would harm our subjects or their way of life
Is the only thing with possible relevance to us. It might mean a lot of different things, though.
Well if we did fuck up it's their own fault for hiring a noob vampire.
We're a bit lacking in a few centuries experience in this espionage junk.
But to be honest I'd a little surprised Luna gets enough mail to warent a auto responder.
>Something's up with the letter.
>No way some automail would be marked urgent.
>There's got to be a hidden message in here somewhere.
>You try turning off the lights, but despite your enhanced vision, nothing about the letter seems different.
>You try using your eyes like you do to hypnotise, but that justs makes you feel silly after staring at the inanimate paper for too many minutes.
>You try flipping it over, and upside down, looking at the light bulbs through the sheet.
>You toss the paper in annoyance, and it floats mockingly over by the window.
>In the sliver of moonlight coming under the tightly drawn curtain, you think you see a shimmer.
>You scramble over and throw open the window, bathing the letter in moonlight.
>In flowing silvery script, it reads:
I hope this message finds you well. Princess Twilight has said that you're a resourceful little pony, so I have full faith that you will find it.
I'm afreard that due to current concerns and duties I doubt we will be able to meet in person. Celestia has devoted much of her attention to the emerging threat that these vampires offer. I have been left to the dreadful duty of paperwork and dealing with petty nobility.
However, I shall endeavor to be of as much assistance as I can. Few ponies know that I can visit my subjects dreams. However, I can only do so when they slumber but I remain alert. We have too similar a sleep schedule to allow this without some other form of coordination. To be honest though, I have fallen behind in that duty as well, due to taking over many of my sister's roles.
As for your report so far, I've relayed the information to Twilight, and she's working on analysing your reports and combining them with those of other agents. If you need my support in the future, you should address me on the envelope as "Commander and Chief of the Lunar Guard."
>The signature in the magic ink is the same as the other side.
>Gets frustrated and throws paper at window to discover a secret message.
Of course we're super resourceful and totally don't just have dumb luck.
I guess we just need to go to bed early to talk to her and hope she's not busy.
Let's go hunt down some bad guys, preverbaly anyone wanted dead or alive for a big reward and perhaps we can get a drink out of it. Maybe the guild has some bounties.