Knowdledge is Gold [Anthro, NSFW, Post-Apoc, Reserved]

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(If you would like to join, talk about it to us in the regional custom derpi rp discord server. Me and my boy Zaknel are hosting this.)
 
(Thank good goy Zaknel for this: To get a discord link, PM me.)
 
“This. . this. .” Twilight stared at the paper given to her by the office mare, who was looking at her coldly from her working desk, her mouth a pencil thin line. Twilight stuttered again, her face pale at the on-paper information on how many funds her project would receive. “T-this is too little! I can’t assemble a experienced crew with this little money!”
 
Spike, who was dressed in uncommon-for-him elegant clothing, looked to Twilight with a cringe, already predicting what’d happen.
 
The mare beneath the desk narrowed her brows into a glare, explaining with the calm, yet somewhat annoyed voice of your run of the mill bureaucrat, “the Bureau of Finances has reviewed your case, miss Sparkle. The risks and disadvantages your “scientific” project carries are ridicilously high. The funds you are presented with are realistically high for your case.”
 
Twilight had color return to her face in form of her face reddening, opening her mouth to lecture the mare about the value of science to society. Spike was faster than she im acting, so he placed a claw before her mouth, effectively shutting her up while he tore the paper from her grip, giving the officeworker mare a weak smile, adding a “we will accept it! Thanks, miss!”
 
The mare behind the desk smiled at that, nodding im confirmation as Spike signed the paper with his name, a speechless, surprised Twilight standing next to him. “Thank you, again!” Spike tipped his fedora hat to the mare, giving Twilight a tug by the arm, pulling her with himself out if the office, shouting as silently as possible, “we will not dissapoint the Main Bureau!”
 
. . .
 
“Three thousand bits.”
 
Twilight said that as if it was something horrible, staring with a rather depressed look on the snow-covered street infront of her. Her arms were planted on her knees, her hands on her chin as a support as she wallowed her own position. Spike looked at her on the bench seated, having been given the documents from the public building they were infront of.
 
“Y’know Twi, three thousand bits are not the end of the world!” Spike began, setting the leather bag full of documents on the empty spot on the bench, close to Twilight. “You’re a princess-” “-. . a former one. . . But you still have some money in the reserve! All you need is just a few friends to share their money with you and you’ve got the needed money!”
 
Twilight looked to Spike, who was beaming with confidence at that proposition. “Spike, that means we won’t earn 80% of the profits.”
 
Spike snorted, some smoke puffimg out from his nostrils as he countered, “but we’re the ones with the idea of-~~” he realised, his straightened back bending over grimly, “–oh right.” ~~ “But what if we chose something else for the expedition to head to?”
 
Twilight was about to pass the idea off, but then she did realuse that as head of expedition, she could indeed change location of supposed “academic” travel. “That is not a bad idea, actually. . !”
 
She rose from the bench, even surprising Spike with the sudden mood change, “Spike! We’re going to do this expedition a bit off the plan! Get the bag and let’s bring a few friends to a discussion!”
 
Spike let out a huff, watching Twilight march off in direction of her house. He slung the leather bag across his shoulders, thinking that Twilight might be avoiding taking the medicaments perscribed by the doctor. . . seriously, from a pit of self-hate to a sudden spike of enthusiasm.
 
But he supposed that was how mares worked.
 
. . .
 
On a panel for avalible contracts and jobs set up by your local labor office do you notice a curious contract. You take it off the wall, reading:
 
“Seeking able-bodied, able-minded persons for red-zone expedition!”
 
“One is to find us at Moor Street 27, Fillydelphia District. One is required to bring the following:”
 
> Name:  
> Age: (We are only accepting adults!)  
> Race:  
> Background: (What do you do for a living? We would prefer able, fit persons!)
 
“Talk of what the expedition is about, the pay and duration will be explained at the meeting point.”
 
An expedition? The last expedition you’ve ever heard be carried out was 3 years ago. . . maybe this was a good opportunity, or clear suicide.
 
Clutching the paper tightly, you look over to the labor office’s entrance.
 
Time to find out where Moor Street is on the maps.
 
(Yeah the recruitment paper is basically a character sheet. I discluded appearance, gender, personality because that’s the stuff you expose during the rp. People will know your gender when you use pronouns in your posts and they’ll understand both history and appearance and personality based on how much detail you put about your character in the rp post.)
 
(This is not a “24/7” rp and sometimes there won’t be a reply for every second minute. Patience and detail will mark it, with rp posts being sometimes a day old until a reply comes. We all have lives and things to tend to.)
 
(If you have questions, look to the first words in the thread. We got a discord for rp, led by our Lord and Savior Dave33333.)
Zaknel
Solar Supporter - Fought against the New Lunar Republic rebellion on the side of the Solar Deity (April Fools 2023).
Crystal Roseluck - Had their OC in the 2023 Derpibooru Collab.
Princess of Love - Extra special version for those who participated in the Canterlot Wedding 10th anniversary event
Elements of Harmony - Had an OC in the 2022 Community Collab
Non-Fungible Trixie -
Wallet After Summer Sale -
Friendship, Art, and Magic (2019) - Celebrated Derpibooru's seventh year anniversary with friends
A Tale For The Ages - Celebrated MLP's 35th Anniversary and FiM's 8th Anniversary
Artist -
Notoriously Divine Tagger - Consistently uploads images above and beyond the minimum tag requirements. And/or additionally, bringing over the original description from the source if the image has one. Does NOT apply to the uploader adding several to a dozen tags after originally uploading with minimum to bare tagging.

Mods-Ezekiel 33:11
Name: Zaknel.  
Age: 22  
Race: Unicorn  
Background: Residential and commercial construction worker.
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The december was a very cold one. Zaknel took a short motor cab ride to the Moor Street, dropped off right infront of a row-house tagged with the number “27”.
 
He seemed like the only person on the street, since he couldn’t see through even the weak snowfall.
 
As he looked at the row-house, he took in it’s detail: Cold stone and brick, primarily brown and grey color, the thing being two floors tall, the ground floor fitting two wide windows which exposed light from the inside, despite the drawn curtains. This comfortable row-house was probably a old world building. . nevertheless, all he had to do now is knock on the great oak door that represented the entrance of the house.
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The oak door opemed after a while, Zaknel coming to face a teenage dragon with only a white fedora decorating his head. “Huh? You’re one of those who’ve come over for the job, aren’t you? Well, you did say it yourself. .”
 
He opened the door even more wider, basically gesturing fir Zaknel to enter the warmth of the row-houses interior, which was already sending waves of comfort. The dragon, meanwhile, leaned to the left, looking to the neighboring room as he shouted, “Twi’, here’s the third candidate!”
 
The sound of noise coming from the room turned into a series of rushed steps, Zaknel seeing a alicorn mare he could only recognise as the famous Twilight Sparkle. She stepped by Spike’s side, pressing both her hands together in glee as she looked to scrutiny Zaknel from head to toe with her eyes, “ah– splendid! You seem like a very capable sort!”
Zaknel
Solar Supporter - Fought against the New Lunar Republic rebellion on the side of the Solar Deity (April Fools 2023).
Crystal Roseluck - Had their OC in the 2023 Derpibooru Collab.
Princess of Love - Extra special version for those who participated in the Canterlot Wedding 10th anniversary event
Elements of Harmony - Had an OC in the 2022 Community Collab
Non-Fungible Trixie -
Wallet After Summer Sale -
Friendship, Art, and Magic (2019) - Celebrated Derpibooru's seventh year anniversary with friends
A Tale For The Ages - Celebrated MLP's 35th Anniversary and FiM's 8th Anniversary
Artist -
Notoriously Divine Tagger - Consistently uploads images above and beyond the minimum tag requirements. And/or additionally, bringing over the original description from the source if the image has one. Does NOT apply to the uploader adding several to a dozen tags after originally uploading with minimum to bare tagging.

Mods-Ezekiel 33:11
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(I thought she was an Alicorn?)
 
“Uh, y-yes.” I said stuttering in nervousness as I saw the princess before me. “I came here hoping to make some money on an expedition, something that doesn’t happen a lot these days. I am glad I came.”
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(Oof. Fixing that.)
 
Twilight had her smile brighten, gesturing for him to follow her whilst her dragon companion closed the entrance door.
 
“We’ve prepared warm drinks such as tea and coffee, here in the living room!” Twilight explained, entering the living room of the house, it being a well-furnished room, a wide coffee table in the middle with several cups there and there.
 
A brick fireplace had a humble fire click and flicker, Twilight motioning to a comfortable chair of velvet close to the table. She was clearly very enthusiastic about the whole deal.
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As soon as he said “princess”, Twilight let out a semi-flattered “oh” out, proceeding to place a hand infront of her mouth ss she stiffled a chuckle.
 
She then sat down on a red couch, also close to the table, a shy-ish blush appearing on her cheeks, “it’s been a while that I’ve been refered to as Princess, you see. I have unfortunately lost my title in the Young 25th year of our Godess Celestia.”
 
Spike piped in from the background, arms crossed, “the Republic wanted less royalty, so we only have the Royal Sisters as Princesses.” He’d then look to Twilight, frowning, “a shame, really.”
 
Twilight nodded, “a shame indeed.” She then shook her head, giving Zaknel a very polite smile, her blush remaining, “but back to our main topic: The epedition. I have agreed along with a few other benefactors on funding a trek into the infected lands. We are to . . ahem, “rescue” precious, financially valuable knowdledge from a certain chain of universities in infected areas.” She raised a teaching finger, “this will be a dangerous trek indeed, so that is why me and my fellow benefactors are intent on creating a capable crew. There is alot of money in the game– that is atleast so, as we are hoping the expedition to return with plenty of books and such.” - “If you are to participate, the financial reward and the fame alone will recompensate for the risks.”
 
“Do tell, dear . . .” She’d reach over to a paper, persumably the application ,”. . . Zaknel, do you have any experience of the military sort? Firearms experience. . ?”
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Twilight frowned, “that is unfortunate. The abillity to wield a firearm is important! Especially out in the dreadul infected lands!” She’d the pour herself a cup of tea, steam rising from the cup as she continued, “but, one of your fellow expeditionaries can help you learn shoot a gun. We already have some experienced people on board with a military career.”
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Thunderdrum heard only complaining and mumbling as he was dropped off by an annoyed motor-cab driver at Moor Street 27. It was something about “driving to this place five damned times.”
 
He had to press his clothing closer to himself, for the cold was indeed grim. But his goal was only a meter or two away: A row-house tagged “27”, him being able to pick out a well-lit room from his viewpoint on the sidewalk.
 
How about a good knock on that oak door that was the entrance?
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@Zaknel
 
Twilight nodded, “that’s good, very good. The crew does need not only the strong, but also people of that job caliber. Alot of the buildings in the outer lands are unstable,” she then smiled, “I read about that from a written report on what the last expedition saw.”
 
 
@Cerebrate19
 
A knock resounded through the house, with Spike exhaling smoke through his nostrils as he mumbled a “I’ll get it.”
 
The dragon walked off to the entrance, whilst Twilight took a sip of her tea, giving Zaknel a assuming look, “it might be another applicant, huh?”
 
The door opened for Thunderdrum, him coming face to face with a teenage dragon, who’d blink at the sight of him. “Is it the job you’re here for?” The question came somewhat annoyedly over.
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Spike shrugged, opening the oak door wider, some interior warmth flushing over Thunderdrum. “Come on in, I suppose.”
 
Spike then shouted over to the living room. . .
 
 
@Zaknel
 
“It’s another one!” Spike’s voice halled to the living room, whilst Twilight nodded to Zaknel’s suggestion. She slowly stood up, “there could be indeed a chance to set up small outposts, yes. You could also be useful there.” She then motioned for Zaknel to stay seated, “I’ll adress your fellow applicant!”
 
She went over to the hallway, looking over the entrance to see Thunderdrum, smiling at the sight of the former Royal Guardist, “good evening, now!”
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Twilight chuckled, her cheeks still somewhat red. “Old habits reminscisce good old times, don’t they?”
 
Behind him, Spike closed the door of the entrance, whilst Twilight motioned for him to follow, “ fellow applicant us with us, Mister Zaknel! As they say, the more the merrier!”
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