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>The two of you make your way to the top floor
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>Starlight is already there, poring over the latest reports
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>You see various sleeves running around: drawing things on the whiteboard, briefing masked vigilantes, talking on the radio
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>It looks like a proper command center, minus the expensive computer equipment that goes with it
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>Starlight notices you exiting the elevator, and waves at you
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>"Hey, you're up," she calls you over, smiling. "Please, have a seat. I want to talk to you about our plan for today."
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>You pull up a chair and sit, trying not to bang your knee on the metal desk
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"You guys run with pretty low tech stuff for an underground insurgency group"
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>"It's inconvenient and time-consuming, but it's better than having our stuff in small boxes liable to getting hacked."
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>"That's true," Pinkie interjects. "Pretty smart. I wish I had more paper stuff, but my handwriting is awful"
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>Starlight looks at Pinkie's thigh and winces
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>"Gosh, what happened to you?"
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>"Just has a rough tumble with Dashie," Pinkie replies, wiggling her eyebrows.
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>Starlight blushes
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>"I-I see. Rainbow is quite... 'popular' around here, isn't she?"
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>"Dresses like a schoolgirl, fucks like an S-rank slut," Pinkie winks at you
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>You shrink at the oblique Slut Sunset reference
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"Y-yeah, haha..."
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>Thankfully, Starlight doesn't notice your nervous demeanor
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>"Here, this is our plan"
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>You take the paper map (whaat??) Starlight slides over to your side
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>It's got three X's crossing out bridges alongside the river
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>"Today just before sundown, we're going to neutralize Lesbopioids Pharmaceutical's main avenues of hiring. Literally."
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>You pause
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"Wait, you want to blow up bridges?"
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>"Yes," Starlight nods. "Lesbo Pharma, like other companies, is legally obligated to pay "livable wage" at the bare minimum. Lesbo Pharma skirts around that rule by hiring their lower ranks from Low River exclusively. We're going to put a stop to that by blowing up the bridges."
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"That's dumb. What's going to stop Lesbo Pharma from going through the checkpoints and getting their workers out that way?"
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>"Those checkpoints have a hard daily limit on exits. Lesbo Pharma is going to exceed that limit many times over"
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"Still, blowing up bridges?"
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>"They're owned by Lesbo Pharma and open only to their own traffic. Heavily guarded. It's not like blowing up a normal bridge full of people"
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>You consider for a moment
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"Okay, so it's not a full-on terrorism in a traditional sense. But low wages or not, don't you think the people need money to eat? What's Low River gonna do if Lesbo Pharma can't hire from here anymore?"
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>"Those are hardly *jobs*, Rainbow," Starlight's voice hardens. "The Low River District has zero cost of living according to the city census. ZERO. Lesbo Pharma sends their work vans across the bridges every morning, rounds up a bunch of people for their daily slave work, and funnels them straight to their factories"
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>Princesses, that's fucked up...
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>"What about the others?" Pinkie asks. "Tons of people eke out a living smuggling goods using those bridges, not to mention the informants crossing them at night. I personally know-- *knew* several who'd starve without those bridges"
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>"It's an unfortunate cost of progress," Starlight sighs. "But it's good in the long term. Sure, some people will truly become penniless when the bridges are gone, but it'll help people realize that they've been normalizing their subservient existence for far too long. It's not normal for people to earn just enough to buy a bread for working 12 hours, and we're going to put a stop to it"
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>"Nice," Pinkie snorts. "Nothing like some suffering to unite the people and make changes"
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>Starlight's face darkens
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>"I am aware of the potential harm. It hurts me to do this, but this is for the greater good"
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>You stare at the map
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>Two of the bridges are fairly close to Starlight's base
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>The other one is further down south, outside the boundaries of your Location Garter
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>You'd get a nice shock and maybe even an airstrike called down on your head if you ventured out that far...
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>The more you think about it, this work probation contract kinda sucks
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"Let's say I agree to this hypothetically. What kind of backup am I gonna get? I heard you're short on combatants and I don't think Luna alone is capable of blowing up bridges by herself"
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>Starlight intertwines her fingers, bridging them in front of her nose like an anime villain
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>"When I heard that someone matching your description is looking for me, I knew my time here wouldn't last forever. I sent out an order to direct payments to the more capable vigilantes in this district. An army of mercenaries to strike blows that'll make the people of Low River finally rise up against injustice"
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>You turn your head, remembering the masked vigilante being interviewed
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>Her shockingly blond hair trails down her costume, a red-and-green apple themed affair with a lasso attached to her hip
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"I'm assuming there's more than just her, right?"
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>Starlight nods
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>"There are many, many more. You and another party member of your choosing will take charge of a group of vigilantes. The rest will lead the other groups. One group per bridge."
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>Pinkie smirks
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>"I don't like your rationale, but I like blowing things up. I hope your vigilante gang is up to the task"
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>"Oh, we made sure to vet them and chose only the capable ones--"
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>Trixie kicks the door in, dressed in nothing but a black bodysuit
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>Starlight clutches at her head
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>"Of course, we've also had some last-minute additions..."
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>"THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE IS NOW A TOP TIER MASKED VIGILANTE, FIGHTING TO PROTECT THE--"
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>Flutterguy shushes Trixie
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>Trixie scoffs
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>"Hmph, fine. Be that way"
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>Trixie walks up to Starlight, a long cape trailing behind her
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"Trixie, what the hell are you doing in that ridiculous garb?"
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>Trixie jams her fists onto her hips, striking a triumphant pose
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>"Hah, taken aback by Trixie's great and powerful physique, I see? Yes, she does agree that the bodysuit accentuates her form quite well"
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>She turns around, pulls her cape aside, and shakes her butt at you
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>"It's like she's wearing nothing at all! Nothing at all! Nothing at--"
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"If you say that again, I'm going to tear a hole in it"
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>Pinkie suppresses a giggle as Starlight shakes her head
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>"Trixie, please sit"
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>"Ma'am yes ma'am. Heil Starlight!"
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>Trixie plants her ass on the ground, sitting unusually attentive
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>Starlight clears her throat
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>"Starting today, we go on the offensive. We start by striking down those bridges, along with more targets to be revealed later. We'll make sure that Low River realizes the only recourse left to them is to fight their way out of this hell. No more servitude, no more oppression. I'm going to set things in motion such that even when I'm not here, the fight goes on."
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>She turns to you, extending a hand
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>"What do you say, Rainbow?"
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>What now?
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Gear:
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Custom Shock Katana (Primary)
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M1 Spec Ops Wakizashi
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TX-9 Compact Rifle (BAT: 90%)
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Location garter
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Items:
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Glim-Pad (Access to church's database)
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MegaPass (free autocab rides)
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Actions:
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>Company bridge or not, this is crazy! The deal is off. Kidnap Starlight now, bring her to Slut Sunset, and get your ass out of this wack-ass work probation contract!
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>Agree to this violent insanity. It's gonna be fun leading a bunch of capeshit goons with [Pinkie|Trixie|Luna|write-in] and stick it to a greedy corporation!
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>Sundown, huh? There's still some time. Stall for a bit and call Slut Sunset for guidance and phone sex!
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>write-in
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