For the past millennium, the small and technologically-advanced Equestrian Empire has waged war against the old and corrupt Cleomanni Confederacy, employing weapons of terrifying might in their struggle. It has been three years since they lost.
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What's that? 14-hour workdays and bronchitis think they can keep me down? Well, guess what? Wrong!
Behold, the behemoth!
Daaaaamn that was cool and horrifying at the same time. Hopefully this cache of supplies will help in the war effort. Although Storm is right, those vulvarfn guys might end up coming back. Bell’s unwavering stance on secrecy in a time like this is getting really irritating. He needs a good smack in the face to get him off his pedestal. Also those Dragoons are badass. Wouldn’t have some art of one of those femme fatales lying around by any chance would ya?
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Crusader of the line reporting for Equestira's defense
That's a lot of good stuff to get ahold of, but I hope they can spread it out adequately in time. Those drop ships are bound to become HVTs every time they leave the base and the fact that the confederacy doesn't have a more dominating presence on the planet is both reassuring and yet somehow worrying. This world should be regularly protected by a fleet of supporting capital ships and extremely pervasive military forces. The fact that they haven't put more resources into keeping the planet locked down and rooting out pony rebels with the full might of their interstellar empire speaks of bigger fish to fry. A base like that should have had it's defenses striped away from orbit long ago.
Twilight definitely could
I hope she's not afraid of heights... because that's fucking terrifying
A psychiatrist should be put in every base for this exact scenario
So give the nukes to the crazy death obsessed space admiral? Got it
This is what happens when you withhold information!!
The thing chasing you is a much bigger monster then something in the vent
I hate this fucking bastard
Maybe that's how they got the krakadaan
I cant believe it's even worse now
Daamm it's a mini house!!
That's kinda fucked up honestly
BASTARD!! Just when I started liking him again
It was either that or get brutally killed.
Jeez talk about a major promotion
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reminds me of star wars during the days of the empire and the rebellion
This chapter was both fucking amazing and downright terrifying
Jeez and here I thought storms dad was a good dad