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**diokno44** · February 4th, 17, 05:22 AM

Meanwhile, in a nearby contraband storage facility...

Star Shot and a few of the other guards were busy engaged in a game of strip poker. Behind and to the right of their table was where a good deal of contraband goods, ABDL aside, were stored. That room was one of quite a few in their repurposed warehouse. The place was filled with tons of siezed guns, drugs, homebrewed booze, and the like. Their firearms rested by their seats

**Silvertip** · February 4th, 17, 06:40 AM

(OOC - I was thinking of Starfire's group raiding a factory, not a contraband storage warehouse.)

One of the guards present, a burly Human who was currently shirtless, roared in laughter as he slapped down his hand. "Right! Who's next?"

The stallion saw the cards on the table. "Ah fuck you Jackson!"

While most of the guards were morally upright, there were a few who weren't above dipping into the confiscated goods for their own use. And Jackson was one of those. His personal sidearm that was strapped to his hip was taken off some guy on the street he didn't like the look of.

Of course, there was the crinkling sound of one of the mares with them. She was incontinent from being shot by a smuggler but no one dared make fun of her. Even if she preferred diapers with adorable foalish designs.

**diokno44** · February 5th, 17, 05:28 AM

Said mare, Iron Viper, she called herself, was former PMC, and could kill everyone in the room with them barely putting a limb to a weapon. Iron grinned, and popped down a full house. "Read em and weep boys!" she then scooted the pile of money and chips close to her.

**Silvertip** · February 5th, 17, 06:05 AM

"Fuck!" the stallion exclaimed.

Jackson chuckled. "Never get cocky Ironshod." He waggled his finger in a joking manner. He had proven to be quite an able poker player so he managed to keep most of his clothes on.

The same could not be said of a grizzled old former corporate mercenary by the name of Julius Ayamara. Said corporate mercenary was standing completely naked. He slapped the cards down on the table. "All right, can we do something else that doesn't involve me losing my clothes!?"

He grabbed his clothing from the pile and quickly put them back on.

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Starfire looked out the window. It was getting dark and soon, his compatriots would be arriving for tonight's supply run.

He wiggled his rump, making his drooping diaper sway. He wasn't much into diapers but he had to use them to keep up his facade of being incontinent. If the diaper recycling bin that was mandated by law was suddenly empty; he'd have some serious explaining to do.

Starfire sat down with a squish and used his horn to unlock a secret compartment behind his couch. He silently counted up his money before he put it into the safe. Four hundred dollars. Not the best haul but the plain white Pony diapers he got didn't turn much of a profit.

**diokno44** · February 11th, 17, 11:06 PM

Iron grinned, "Like what Julius." she asked, pocketing her winnings. "We could do some target practice. Or heck, maybe play some spin the bottle." she waggled her eyebrows suggestivly. She leaned back in her seat, running a hoof through her mane.

About ten minutes later, a dark blue van pulled up to his driveway. Out stepped a thin African-American man in a hoodie and jeans, a Changeling in a dark green diaper, and a cream colored Unicorn with glasses.

**Silvertip** · February 12th, 17, 08:43 PM

Julius scowled. "Target practice is fine by me." The former corporate merc was a keen sharpshooter thanks to his augmented eyes (disguised to look totally natural) but he had never really gotten card games.

Jackson shrugged as he holstered his pistol. "Fine by me. We can always brush up on our skills." He leaned against a crate of confiscated diapers. "Shall we get the targets ready while you get everything else set up?"

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Starfire had since changed out of his wet diaper before the van pulled up. He had his pistol tucked into a holster that dangled across his chest.

He checked the camera at the end of his driveway and confirmed that they were the contacts he was supposed to meet.

The Unicorn opened the door to let the trio into his living room and then shut the door behind them. As was usual, his 'stash' and money were kept out of sight.

"You'll understand if I don't offer you any tea and cakes," Starfire said. "Or 'other supplies'." He glanced at the diapered Changeling. "Regardless, shall we get down to business?"

**diokno44** · February 17th, 17, 02:51 AM

Iron shrugged, "Sure." she said, and went to go grab the blanks they used in the back. The shells were used for either target practice, or non lethal, long to mid range takedowns.

"Fine by us." Chitin, the Changeling said, taking a seat.

The man, David, pulled up a holographic map of the storage facility. "Alright, according to the map, there are three main exits." Three points lit up. "A small side entrance door, and the two main doors on either side of the place."

**Silvertip** · February 17th, 17, 03:00 AM

Julius wheeled over a heavily dented crate to use as a backstop. Normal bullets would have sliced through the crates but the ammunition they were using was designed not to penetrate. Granted, it was still capable of inflicting fatal wounds at close range...if used against manufacturer guidelines.

The former corporate merc chuckled. His favorite method of disposing of troublesome suspects was a multiple point-blank shots with one of these takedown rounds and then write that the suspect was "struck by a vehicle".

Jackson strung up some metallic outlines of the heads of various species (perfectly to scale, of course) on a pipe he had lowered from the ceiling of the warehouse.

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Starfire looked over the map and stretched slightly. "So what's the plan? We gonna go for dust or napkins?"

"Dust" was street parlance for powder and "napkins" was street slang for diapers.

**diokno44** · February 21st, 17, 01:34 AM

¨Alright, let´s load up.¨ Iron grinned, rolling out the box of blank rounds. They made sure not to use too many, just in case they needed them for a job. Carefully removing the bullets from her rifle, she placed them into an ammo pounch on her back, and loaded up the blanks.

¨Hmm, it looks like there´s some dust and napkins together in this room,"Chitin pointed to a smaller side storage room. ¨Then they´re seperated into these two rooms.¨ she pointed at two larger rooms on opposite sides of the storage house

**Silvertip** · February 21st, 17, 01:52 AM

Jackson finished stringing up the targets and headed back to the firing line. He popped out the magazine from his pistol and slid in a fresh magazine loaded with the less-lethal rounds.

Julius did the same with his rifle. He smiled. "Nothing gets the blood pumping like a good shootin' session!"

Even so, he looked around the warehouse for any potential threats.

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"Hmm." Starfire looked over the map. He turned to David. "You got the torch, right?"

The cream colored Unicorn scowled. "Do you want to burn up all our goods!?" He snorted. "I used to work in those warehouses!"

Starfire waved a hoof. "We'll be careful."

White Light scowled. "We need to use something like a saw or a jackhammer to get in. We can't have any fire around. Especially around the dust areas. That shit burns like straw. And those napkins...they ain't fireproof."

White Light tended to be information broker given that he used to work with Sun & Moon Paper Products as a warehouse supervisor. He soon found pinching diapers and other supplies and then selling them on the black market much more lucrative than his normal job. He was fired after the factory he worked at burned down in a fire that was widely suspected -- but never conclusively proven -- to be caused by another diaper manufacturer.