Equestria 2500: Dawn of Chaos (RP)

[Bravo 658]

"Well, I doubt I'll be on a carrier any time soon... In the mean time, let's get started!" Yellow said, hopping out the back to work on exterior plating replacement.  She stopped after staring at one piece for a moment.  "...Er... where are the replacements again?" she asked, a bit embarrassed.

[Bane Emural]

Rose walks one of the mechanics and points to the old Pelican. The mechanic nodded. "I think we have a few spares lying around. Hold on, let me get them." The mechanic leaves and heads towards the supply bay of the hangar. Rose walks back to hangar bay #052 and waits for the replacements. The mechanic arrives in a Scorpion Tank dragging armor and weapon replacement parts for the Pelican. "Here you go Rose. I hope you make that Pelican fly again." She nods and waves goodbye as the mechanic drives away.

[Bravo 658]

Yellow smiled at the interaction.  She hoped that she would eventually get to know everypony on the ship this well, but she'd probably take a couple years of service before that happened.  Once the driver pulled away, Yellow turned to face Rose.  "Wherever you're most proficient--or enjoy working--you can fill that spot.  I can get started wherever I'm needed.  Should I start with the front plating and work my way back?" she asked, expecting a simple nod or shake of the head in response.

[Bane Emural]

Rose thinks for a moment and went to the front of the pelican. She takes out a written sticky note and places on the front. It says, *Most damaged, Most difficult.* She taps the front, then points to the back of it, indicating that Yellow should start at the front.

[Bravo 658]

Yellow nodded and hopped to it, using the designated armor removal equipment where possible and using a cutting torch where the armor was too badly damaged to disconnect properly.  Though she set about replacing most hull sections completely, she pounded out the dents in the hull pieces that had names etched into them and set them back in place.  Within twenty minutes, she'd replaced just about everything from the nose of the pelican to just behind the cockpit, and was moving on to replace the wing on a damaged engine pylon.

[Bane Emural]

Rose is inside the Pelican, setting up the basic systems for the Pelican. She also uploads a type of data construct and other software into the system.

[Bravo 658]

Yellow happened to see the construct's chip through a hole in the plating as Rose plugged it in.  "Hey, does that thing know how to fly a plane?" she asked suspiciously.

[Bane Emural]

Rose looks at Yellow, then puts a sticky note on the windshield. It says, *Flight Combat AI, in case of combat or emergencies. Was part of this Pelican.*

[Bravo 658]

Yellow frowned at the console.  "All right... but if this thing upstages me even once, it's gotta go."  She returned to work.

[Bane Emural]

Rose continues working on the AI. She finishes and uses the activation codes. The systems turns on without turning the other ship systems on. The AI comes online. It yawns. "Morning Miss Rose. How are you?" She smiles. "That is good. Hmm... It seems you have repaired the D77-TC Pelican." He looks at the the etched names, then back at Rose. "Thank you, Rose. But why did you put me back in here?" Rose points to Yellow. "Oh hello. I am Gregor. The Combat AI."

[Night Pony]

The marines double checked the firing spot for anything more before returning to the warehouse doing the same.

[Bravo 658]

Yellow gave the console's visual sensor a nod and half smile.  "Yellow Light.  What is it you do, if you don't mind my asking?"

[The Wandering Magus]

((skipping Stardust and Cosmic scene until either she posts within the next 24 hours or we move on and kick her from the game for lack of participation.  Sent PM yesterday.))

*****

The Elder Guardian bowed with hoof over chest.  "The worldhealing process is halfway finished, Herdfather.  However, it seems that locals are planning a regime change.  They have united to overthrow the one called Moonlight, and are testing her sister, Stardust, for qualities befitting of a leader, under the guidance of the one called Cosmic.  They have not damaged the planet or her ecosystem, thankfully, but they seem to be in a state of rebellion.  None of our plantspeakers or worldhealers have been hindered or harmed as of the last report."

She gestured to the wall, which fluttered slightly before displaying the mass of ponies and other disgruntled citizens awaiting Stardust's response to the Trial of Charity.

*****

Night's marines found the vehicle that the thugs had arrived in crudely hidden in a pile of scrap metal towards the rear exit of the warehouse, and traces of Vapor, the special inhaled Spice that kept you awake or calmed you down without too serious of an addiction, usually stored in a small refillable canister and vaporized with a heating coil before being passed through a pipe.  This type of Spice wasn't really illegal, but it wasn't encouraged in Homeworld either.  Actually, it was quite discouraged among the general populace, although it still seemed popular to a few military types.  They said the Vapor-pipes looked "cool".

There were also traces of fur, oddly enough, and DNA analysis linked it to... an Arachnid Corp bureaucrat...

The marines found some sort of containment device hidden under a tarp, surrounded by charges, though the charges weren't rigged to explode yet.  There were... noises... coming from within.  Was it... alive?

[Night Pony]

One of the marines recognized the tracks from what vehicle they were, being a former mechanic. Two took the DNA and spice samples and checked the history of said bureaucrat. The cooled pipes indicated that they weren't used recently thought they appeared to be well maintained. The more demolition experienced marines started to remove the explosives quickly but without taking needless risks.

[Teal Turken]

*****

The Elder Guardian bowed with hoof over chest.  "The worldhealing process is halfway finished, Herdfather.  However, it seems that locals are planning a regime change.  They have united to overthrow the one called Moonlight, and are testing her sister, Stardust, for qualities befitting of a leader, under the guidance of the one called Cosmic.  They have not damaged the planet or her ecosystem, thankfully, but they seem to be in a state of rebellion.  None of our plantspeakers or worldhealers have been hindered or harmed as of the last report."

She gestured to the wall, which fluttered slightly before displaying the mass of ponies and other disgruntled citizens awaiting Stardust's response to the Trial of Charity.

*****

Teal gazes over to the organic screen and studies the scene.
Well, so far it's alright but I've never liked the word "rebellion," I'd like to deploy some of our forces to guard the worldhealers and plantspeakers as a precaution. I want full safety protocols, no one is to harm anyone unless it is entirely in self defense. If the fighting is not directed towards us, then I want everyone to flee the battle zone, even if it's the whole planet. Though I hope it won't come to that. And only light arms, nothing that could fatally wound anyone. He orders.

[Bane Emural]

"I am a Flight Combat AI. I help the pilots of this Pelican in combat or emergency situations. I am also Rose's speaker. I speak for Rose when she cannot do so. You could say there is some sort of connection between us, right?" Rose nods. "At this point, Rose is your crew chief and will help handle in weaponry, cargo, and passengers. I am guessing you are the pilot? If so, then we would need a co-pilot. If there are no co-pilots available, then the Pelican's crew is complete."

[Bravo 658]

"All right, I suppose we won't have too much trouble," Yellow said with a smirk before sticking the appropriate armor plate over the hole between her and the console.

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Yellow is still outside the pelican, and was speaking to Gregor through a hole in the plating that she had taken a damaged armor piece off of.

She walked around behind the pelican and hopped into the crew compartment.  "Looks like we'll need a new seat here... something punched right into the bay," she said, inspecting the inside of the hole she'd been looking through.

[Bane Emural]

"That was a high-powered energy beam. It went through the Titanium armor and stopped midway, but not before taking a life. That shot was the one that created the crash." Rose goes outside of the Pelican and picks up a new seat. She brings it inside and places it where it should be.

[Bravo 658]

"That sounds pretty strong.  I hope those weapons aren't a common threat..."  Yellow set to work bolting the seat down, then went ahead and checked all the other seats for security.  That started her off on a whole exploration of the entire craft, tightening anything and everything loose.  Yellow Light wasn't one for flying a wobbly aircraft.

[The Wandering Magus]

Night's marines are able to remove the explosives efficiently.  There are strange warning symbols on the containment device, but it was very clearly Arachnid Corporation property.  The notation at the top of the door, which they were apparently facing, was an image of an emaciated, deformed creature that was pony-like in general shape but covered in strange growths.  The more recognizable symbols said "fragile" and "this side up", along with "authorized researchers only".  The door lock was physical, but with electronic parts that could quite quickly be hacked and opened from the outside.  It was a heavy bolt, meant to withstand extreme force from within, and shielded with some sort of tinfoil.

The text on the front said "NSS-015", along with a logo of a soldier with exaggerated muscles and radio signal symbols coming out of the soldier's head.

*****

The Elder Guardian bowed deeply.  "At once, Herdfather."

Branches along the side of the mothership twisted and grew buds that bloomed into thousands of flower-antennae, broadcasting the order instantly to nearby forces to converge and guard the worldhealers and plantspeakers.

Harmonic Guardians in natural armor reinforced with magic flew in on dragon-like bio-transports, landing and forming loose defensive perimeters around the groups, spread out enough that it wasn't hostile but close enough that they could effectively form ranks if the need arose.  They wielded Harmonian staff-weapons laced with Nature enchantments for summoning vines, manipulating earth or hurtling concentrated gusts of wind at attacking parties.