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Do we really have to choose the masks our parents gave us? I don't think so, which is why I choose my own.

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Dwarves Contact
"They are beaming a transmission right at your ship, there in the asteroid field."
The Equestrian ship sends a quick message to the AIF ship, saying that there is currently diplomatic contact going on.

Lakfalle
The Equestrian shuttle landed, the first to step out was Duck, his cutie-mark being a book, and it coat was entirely blue. His mane and tail were a mess, but a crescent shaped moon was at the front of his hair. The next to step out were the 4 Alicorns in, they radiated brilliance. Each seemed perfectly suited for there bodies, they seemed perfect almost. All 4 of them, and Duck, however had strange feelings of Deja vu and felt as if they had met this Fairlan before.
Keyguy get on steam plz
Shorter post, but its bout time I got something up.
New York City, North American Federation
Despite the best efforts of many within the NAF, the growing Poor and Rich divide could be seen nowhere better then in New York. Towering Penthouses reached into the skies, while on the outskirts of New York there were only shacks, thrown together from what ever materials they could find laying around.

The slums of New York smelled of sewage, disease, and death. The shacks that had been thrown together lacked any plumbing or electricity. The only plumbing was in the form of old blue porta-potties, which overflowed with the waste of others. The only electricity was streetlights that only ran at night, and sometimes not even then. There was no sounds of a typical busy community, only crying and coughing. Kids did not run about and play, they scavenged for what little food was available. Life in the slums usually meant death at a early age.

It was here that the New Age Reactionary movement was prevalent within the NAF. The newly formed Old Age Party was pushing for laws requiring factories to switch back to more traditional methods of production, including the old assembly lines, rather then 3-D Printers and robots. Members of the Old Age Party would go door to door, if the people there could even read, and hand them fliers. They promised that what they were doing would lift them from poverty, bring food to the table, make them have luxeries again. They said they would have proper housing once again, instead of living in shacks made of rusting metal and rotting wood.

However while the reactionaries tried to claim that nobody was working to help the slums but them, as to gather more support for there cause, it wasn't true. Scattered amongst the ruined shacks and smell of sickness and death was the Red Cross. Mobile buildings had been setup by the Government and other organzations in a attempt to bring aid to those living in the slums. Cots were setup about, nursing go around and bring aid to those who had fallen ill. These shelters also provided food, even if it was only watery soup with bread crusts, or a small hunk of meat. Those living in the slums, or as those who had avoided the hell holes called them, slummies, were grateful to have something to put in there belly all the same.

New York City was not the only city with these outer slums anyways, they were scattered across the US and next to major cities. Austin, San Fransico, Chicago, and even Washington D.C all had these. The world also was in a similiar situation, having slums or something akin to them.

These slums represented one of the many problems of the world as of late, along with many other things. The growing rarity of resources, political and ideological questions, amongst other things.
I actually may have to abandon this. I have other RPs im in, and others I would like to join. While this still interest me there are other things that interest me more, plus IRL and other things. Sorry Joe.
Dwarve's Contact
"We were about mention a place for a official meeting, as we are only authorized for informal contact, but we should deal with our new friends shouldn't we?"
A transmission was sent towards the new contact.
"It is the goal of the Equestrian Empire to spread peace and harmony, and help her and her allies prosper."

Collective Contact
"Two Freighters should be arriving here shortly, carrying a 1000 tons of assorted food. We must depart know, but go forth and spread peace."
The fleet left, but two freighters arrived near the Triarian's ships, asking for coordinates as to where they should go.
What lurks in the asteroids being the Reapers, since there the ones that came and wrecked everything.
New Contact
A transmission was sent to the contact.
"That is actually not our language, it is what we refer to as machine code, a basic form of computer operation. We don't use it anymore, but we though you might be able to find the message encoded within it. The language you are using now is actually ours as well, we have met on other nation who uses this as well. We hail from the Equestrian Empire, all species within it are peaceful. We hope for good relations with your people."

Collective Contact
Steelclaws spoke up.
"Low on food? We can assist, the Equestrian Empire has a massive surplus that we be willing to donate to help the Collective as you called it. No strings attached."
The hilarious thing being the Equestrians use English along with the Humans, hope you have a reason as to why the dwarves also have it.
I wouldn't say the Equestrians lack problems, there just so minor as not to be bothered with. They are Utopia in a sense, there ideas of harmony, freedom, and peace being there way of reaching Utopia.

Also before I post is the Dwarves language just English?:
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