After having shot their way past a dozen sadistic, savage ponies, hell-bent on murdering them as they walked, then having gone through a number of their healing supplies (Vignette making sure they were used properly), the two wasteland wandering ponies decided that a trip down to the nearest town for some medical supplies and ammo.
Not to mention sell every bit of loot they had pulled off from the raiders.
Shank entered first, moving up to the shelves near the back of the town's general supplies, eyes narrowing as he began checking out everything. Vignette followed in, his eyes soon locating a standing corpse, leaning against a support pillar like some grotesque manniquin. It didn't help that it was wearing a tie.
"I hope the owner knows keeping a rotting body in his store is both a deterrent to customers and a health hazard."
"Thanks, I'll be sure to tell myself to keep me out of my store." The corpse said. Vignette shrieked and flew up to the roof.
"What the hell?!"
Shank glanced over. "You've never seen a ghoul before?"
Vignette caught a whiff of the ghoul's foul odour and nearly gagged. "I've heard of ghouls, but I never imagined they'd look like that."
"Like you're any more attractive." The shambling corpse retorted sharply, rolling its milky eyes before turning to Shank. "Hooves and magic off the stock."
Shank grinned sheepishly, placing the stimpaks he had in his magic aura back onto the shelf. Vignette drifted down to the ground, a small distance away from the ghoul.
"I suppose you're the owner of the store?"
"The tie didn't give it away?" The ghoul raised an eyebrow, not looking particularily impressed. "Yeah, I'm the owner. I suppose you want to do some trading?"
Vignette nodded. The ghoul pointed a bony hoof at him, and instinctively the pegasus' hoof reared up to his chest. This living corpse was a medical disaster on legs. Who knew what diseases it, or more accurately she, identifiable by her voice, was carrying?
"Just make it quick, smoothcoat, I've got more customers."
Vignette looked around and out the door.
"Buy or sell something or get the fuck out of my store."
"Right, sorry." Vignette snapped back, before beckoning Shank over to him, as he dumped the bag of loot in front of her. Raider armour, crappy weapons, ammo, anything of value.
The ghoul rubbed her chin. "Well, looks like you guys've been fighting the local raiders. Guess I should thank you for killing them, but honestly they were more of a nuisance than a threat."
"With how quickly they died?" Shank commented. "Seems like it."
Vignette continued with the barter. "Ok, so, in trade for all of this, which is about 200 caps by my estimates... would about seven stimpaks, some spark batteries, and all of your .375 caliber rounds cover it?"
The merchant corpse bit her lower lip in thought. "Make it 5 stimpaks and you've got a deal."
"Very well, five stimpaks it is."
The ghoul held out her hoof for a shake. Vignette, after a few seconds of entirely justified apprehension, reached out and gave it a shake.
"Pleasure doing business with you."
Vignette nodded as Shank began packing their new goodies. Soon, he would have to rush out and disinfect his hoof, if he could even find some soap in this blasted wasteland.
This is not my best work. It's still fairly good, but not quite the best thing I've made.
Finallly used the pony ties. I've had them for a good x months, and only now am I making use of it.
I got a bit lazy with props and such. I didn't have much time to work on it, so I had to cut a few corners.
away time is back
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thing I would like
to remind you guys
of is to PLEASE
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A few days ago we
had a chat to
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thanks to everyone
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took 45 minutes for
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went for two more
Even though summer
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There are ten days
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More