Urban Survival CYOA

“So what, just basically shoot good and listen to you and I’ll be fine?”
>”Yeah, pretty much I guess. There shouldn’t be many guards actually inside the building, but obviously keep a sharp eye out either way. Good thing you’ve got bat vision right?”
“Yeah… it’s great. I love everything being too bright”
"Well you wont have to worry, should be pretty dim in the mansion"
>One of Shade’s assistants trots up behind him, mumbling something into his ear as you watch on
>A second later Shade nods and waves him off
>”Here”
>His hoof pushes the radio set and gun towards you, pulling out another couple magazines as well
>”They just told me that we’re ready to go, so we better get a move on”
“Wait, I’m not even a bat yet”
>”Well you can transform in the car, don’t worry the windows are tinted. But we’ve got to get moving so you got any last second questions?”

>>25996704
yeah, the radios have been tested before right? What frequency are we going to be talking in?

>>25996704
"I'm trying to think of something really stupid so I can piss you off, but nothing's coming to mind. Give me a bit."

>>25996704
Nope.

>>25996704
What's a 'car'?

>>25996946
I think that's an energy drink, right?

>>25996774
this works

"I'm trying to think of something really stupid so I can piss you off, but nothing's coming to mind. Give me a bit."
>He just raises an eyebrow in curiosity
“Oh wait, why does your waifu have a stupi-“
>”Ok that’s enough of that, if you were actually a fan you wouldn’t be asking that. But seriously, any hell questions?”
“Yeah, what the hell is a car?”
>”It’s what the kids are calling chariots these days I think”
“Shade you’re like 30, you’re not hip anymore”
>”Hey, I’m still cool alright”
>He’s more out of touch with reality than you imagined
>Picking up one of the small radios you curiously handle it a bit
“So these have been tested right?”
>”Of course! I test all of my equipment”
“Well what frequency will we be on?”
>”The exact frequency of your echolocation”
“I’ve never used mine for your information”
>”Must be why you ended up in those boxes. But they’re set to channel 4”
>As you play with them a little more Shade finally stands up, beckoning you to follow
>Scooping your equipment into your bag you follow along
>Going through a few hallways you eventually end up on a loading dock, a couple chariots running outside
>”Me and you will go in this one. The others will take the lead vehicle”
>Getting in you slide into the back seat with Shade, the other bats taking their spots up front
>And soon enough you’re off, trailing the other chariot
>It takes a while but eventually the city lights are replaced with the gently rolling hills of the country side, the roads getting smaller and less congested on every turn
>”So Gar, here’s the deal. We need to do a couple things when we’re inside. One of us has to go into the basement and disable the fuse box to kill the lights. There shouldn’t be any bat ponies inside, so we’ll have an advantage with our vision. The other one of us has to clear the first story and keep an eye out for the one in the basement. Which task do you want?”

>>25997287
Fuse box, whichever makes me have to kill less ponies.

>>25997287
fuse box, you'd be better at clearing a floor than me and frankly we both have a better chance of getting out alive with you watching me than vica versa.

“I’ll go for the fusebox. Whatever makes me have to kill less ponies”
>”That’s as good a reason as any I suppose”
“Well, let’s be honest. You’re better at clearing a floor than I will be. Plus I’m pretty sure we have a better chance of surviving if you’re watching me”
>”Fair enough”
>the rest of the trip goes by quietly, Shade mostly looking out the window while you just nervously twiddle your hooves
>Well, except for you turning into bat half way down the road
>The headaches that come with it seem to be getting less painful every time in happens at least
>After another good half hour of driving the chariot eventually takes a turn down a small road, leading off into a wooded area
>Seemingly in the middle of nowhere, it stops, pulling off into a small clearing
>”Alright, let’s get on out”
>Grabbing your gear you do as he says, the other bats coming out of their vehicle as well
>Following Shade you walk about 50 yards through the woods, coming upon the tree line
“I’m guessing that’s it?”
>”Yup, that’s it”
>A tall, almost castle looking structure lays across a small field, a few of the many windows shinning in the darkness
“So what’s the plan?”
>”This”
>He lifts off into the air and flies across the grass, beckoning you to follow
>Rolling your eyes you oblige
>Thought he’d have a cool spy trick to get across
>Landing next to him you find yourself hugging the outside wall of the massive structure
>”Alright, I think we’re good”
“What? What are you talking about?”
>Shade leaps into the air again, spilling through a small window that he opened
>Soon his head pops out
>”I mean get in here you fool”
“I thought you’d have a more unorthodox way of getting in!”
>”Yeah well this is it, come on!”

>He disappears back inside, you flapping your wings and crawling through the same window a moment later
>Touching down on the floor you find yourself in a dim tiled room, what appears to be a huge kitchen
>”Follow me”
>Shade takes you around a few turns, carefully poking his muzzle around each one
>Eventually you stop at a ransom door with a draft coming up from beneath it
>”This should be the basement”
>Cracking the wooden door open slowly you find a long staircase going down into a dim basement
>”Fuse box is down there somewhere, but I don’t know exactly. Just radio me if something goes wrong”
>With that, he pulls out his guns and scampers off into the black hallway
>Perking an ear up before you take a step you hear a low rustling, but whether it's from a machine or something alive you can’t tell
>Taking a couple steps down the staircase, you notice a dim light shining somewhere from down there, looking like it's pouring out from the left from another smaller room down there

>>25997893
use all of your sneak, look for the lightswitch for that room, sneak over to the lightswitch and check whats in the room.

stick to the shadows!

>>25997893
Keep up the hearing and sneak towards the light.

Peek in the room and look for ponies.

>Time to stealth it up
>Slowly navigating each individual step you practically hold your breath, each one barely creaking but sounding like a car wreck in your ears
>But even through it you keep on listening, trying to detect more movements
>Finally you reach the bottom of the staircase, pausing briefly to check out the basement lay out
>Looks like it goes back I little ways, open doorways branching off from each side of the stone hallway, but only one has a light emerging from it
>Second on the left, exactly the room the rustling is coming from
>Pulling out your gun you move over to it on your tippy hooves, trying to remain as silent as possible
>Reaching the cold stone wall you barely peek around it, eyes looking this way and that
>It looks like a medium sized storage room, a few shelves here, a cabinet there
>No fuse box, but there’s a lightswitch right next to the door frame
>However what grabs your attention the most is the earth pony stallion sitting at the far end of the room, back turned towards you
>You can't stop a weapon near him, but he's messing with something else
>Fiddling away diligently which some tool which makes a racketing sound, he appears to be trying to repair something
>You think you hear him mutter a curse under his breath as it proceeds to hit whatever he's working on a couple times with the tool

>>25998562
We can glide to the light switch and then turn it off. Then we can fight him in the dark.

>>25998562
Do we have a shot at his head right now?

>>25998562
aww, I don't really want to kill the help.

Look for something we can hit him with then turn off the lights and fly in silently, knock him out find that fusebox.

>You eye the back of his head, knowing how easy it’s be to just blast him in it
>But he really doesn’t look like a threat. Probably just some poor guy who was hired to repair various junk
>Maybe you could just knock him out
>Looking around the room you spot a metal pipe leaning against the wall, the perfect length to bash a head with
>The stallion grunts again, placing his tool down before leaning back in his chair, stretching his hooves
>Well, now’s as good of a time as any
>Taking a jump you glide the short distance to the light switch, flicking the light off
>Immediately the room is plunged into total darkness, you can hear the pony crambling as he falls out of his chair
>”Wh-what the hell?”
>Looking back to him your enhanced night vision can make him out nervously walking forward, a hoof out trying to find the wall
>Picking up the pipe you flap your wings once more, heading right for him
>His ear suddenly flicks in your direction, head turning at the last second
>That’s when your pipe smacks him right on the top of it
>The stallion lets out a pained grunt but quickly collapses into a heap
>One of his rear legs twitches a couple times but goes still
>Watching as his chest gently rises and falls a couple times you figure that he’ll be alright and drag him back into the corner
>Leaving the room you continue on your way, albeit slower in the dark basement
>You poke your head in this room and that, but only find more storage or other useless items
>But then you see it, perched on a wall

“Shade? Shade you there?”
>Static comes in few a few moments, but soon his hush voice breaks over the line
>”Yeah, what’s up?”
“I think I found it”
>”Ok good. Just cut the wires extending from it, that’ll do the trick”
>Doing as he says you pull out the rubber handled knife he put in your bag, slicing away
>After a few sparks they give way, the wires fraying as they’re cut
“Did that work?”
>”Did just trick. Come on back up”
>Placing the knife away you trot on back into the hallway
>Only to be met with a distressed groan
>Looking back down the hallway you spy the stallion that you knocked out slowly crawling up the stairs, nearing the top of the staircase as he slugs up them

>>25999260
hey mate, I suggest you stay in the basement. Things are about to get loud.

>>25999260
be impressed that he managed to crawl to the stairs in the dark, then stop him.

>>25999260
Dude, stay in the basement. You won't get hurt down here.

>>25999260
Apply full nelson and butt-fuck him.
actually choke his neck blocking the blood to the brain 10 seconds so he survives.

>>25999557
>Fuck it up
>He dies
>Later found out he had a family and impregnate wife

>>25999652
Dude, I don't think fucking his wife will help us feel better about ourselves.

>>25999683
Says you

>>25999652
>implying every bad guy we have killed didn't have a family waiting for them back home.
>implying Gar is stupid enough so he fucks up counting to ten.


But if you guys want to reason with him first and save thhis as last resort I have no trouble, I just wanted to post the butt-fucking part while giving an option.

>Damn, that’s actually kind of impressive considering the blow to the head he took
>Well, better stop him before Shade finds him
>Leaping into the air you swoop down the hallway, gently touching down on the staircase behind him
>Even in his state he seems to recognize that somepony is behind him, rolling onto his back as he desperately tries to back up
“Mate. I think you better sty down in the basement. It’s going to get ugly upstairs”
>”Woah man, s-stay away!”
>He kicks at you with his hind hooves but he’s much too out of it to land a hit
“Hey just calm down. If you stay here you won’t get hurt”
>”Crew you! J-just back up!”
>Having enough of this you stand over him, slipping your hooves around his neck as he tries to resist
“Sorry you made me do this”
>Tightening you feel him gasping for air, his eyes bugging out
>Weakly he grabs your hooves, trying to get you to stop
>”O-okay…I… qu- “
>Quickly loosening he gasps, hacking a couple time
“You’ll stay here?”
>”Yes, just… just don’t knock me out again”
“Fair enough. Got any rope around here?”
>His eyes bug out with fear for a moment but he controls himself, probably realizing the other option
>Slowly he nods, pointing down to a room
>”There’s a coil in there”
“Alright. Come on, let’s get you taken care of”
>A few minutes later you quietly trot back up the stairs, the stallion tied tightly to a chair back in the room and gagged
>Hey, at least you still remember how to tie a knot from Colt Scouts
>Creaking the door open again you look through the black house, listening carefully, but hearing nothing in the still mansion
>that is until Shade drops from the ceiling, wind from his wings rushing across your face
“Shade! What the hell man I could have shot you”
>”Dude what have you been doing? I’ve been waiting for you and we’re kind of crunched for time because they’ll come looking for why the lights aren’t working soon”

>>25999930
I had to tie up a pony. Now let's hurry this up.

>>25999930
The basement wasnt empty so I had to go on a sneaky mission. Don't worry, it's all taken care of now.

If we were that crunched for time, why didnt you call?

“Why didn’t you radio me?”
>”I’ve been trying! Check your head set”
>Taking the earpiece off you examine it, twisting a knob
>Looks like it got knocked to the wrong channel, probably while you were wrestling that guy up into the chair
“We good?”
>”Yeah, I can hear you through it. Now what were you doing?”
“Basement wasn’t empty, but don’t worry I took care of it”
>”How?”
“Tied up a pony”
>”Gar! We don’t have time to tie up ponies. If they get in your way you blast them, got it?”
“Sure whatever, but let’s get going”
>He rolls his slit eyes before telling you to move
>Making your way to the stair case he slowly move up it, gun at the ready while you follow
>Even with your life on the line, you can’t help but admire the expensive piece
>It’s made white marble stairs, along with some carved hardwood railings which end in detailed carvings of a ponies head
>Reaching the second level you step off it even though it leads up to the third as well
>This story appears to branch off into two opposite hallways, each going off into the dark distance, their blood red rugs following them
>”Alright, here’s the deal. I’ll go one way, you go the other. This level should have the hallways circling around and linking up, so we’ll meet each other hallway”
“Got it”
>”Look for anything that might be a bedroom. Our target is a red unicorn stallion, light brown mane, with a brass bell cutie mark. You see him, you take him out”
“Yeah yeah, I understand”
>”Good. Keep a good eye out”
>Shade takes a couple of cautious steps forward, but soon trots along silently off into the hallway, his hooves not even making a sound
>Guess you’ve got the other one

>>26000732
Start walking and looking in rooms.

So yeah, internet gave out before I could post the second half. So that'll be up in a minute

>Moving down the hallway you keep a sharp eye open, taking in all the surroundings
>About every ten yards there’s a set of doors on either side of the hallway, and every few lengths there appears to be a double doored room on alternating sides
>Down the entire length between the doors are podium with various objects on top of them. Plants, vases, busts, various rich pony stuff
>Stopping at random doors you attempt to open them, but find that most are locked
>However you managed to poke your snout into a couple, finding a guest room and a bathroom along the way
>You can tell that the hallway curves, especially by looking at how the paintings and gas lamps appear on the white walls, but it’s such a subtle curve that it almost gives it an endless feeling
>Unless it suddenly turns at one point, this is one big damn level
>Trotting down a little further you attempt to open up another door to find it locked, settling for the one directly across from it instead
>What you find behind it is a staircase heading up into the blackness, so dark that even your bat eyes can’t see the end of it
>Just as you go to shut the door your ears perk up
>Hooves steps are coming down the hallway in the direction you were walking
>They sound a bit distant, but they're definitely getting closer

>>26000969
Grab some cover in the darkness and watch with gun pointed in their direction.

>>26000969
Whisper through the radio that we can here someone moving and that there is a stairway going up over here. Then hide in the stairway door, waiting for the target to pass.

Which way did the hallway curve? is it possible our route and shades route merge into one big path around the floor?

>>26001081
>Accidentally shoot Shade as he comes around the corner

“Hey Shade, I hear hoosteps”
>”They shouldn’t be mine, we shouldn’t be that close by now”
“Well they’re coming down the hallway right now”
>”Yeah that probably isn’t me. Just lay low for now, don’t start popping off shots unless it’s necessary”
>Looking back down the hallway You think you can hear voices mumbling, the hoof steps now clearly from more than once pony
>And then a beam of light hit’s the wall, obviously from a flashlight
>Turning around you nearly dive back through the stairway door, frantically yet quietly closing it
>Taking a few stps back you aim the gun right at the door, holding your breath
>”-eah, lights are still out. We’re going to check on the fusebox now”
>”You sure rats didn’t get to it again?”
>”Maybe, but no chances. We already notified Caltrop that it isn’t a normal outage, and he’s on the way back to his room, said he might as well turn in for the night”
>”Hey at least we get the rest of the night off right?”
>”Maybe. He said he wants a couple guards outside his door just in case”
>”Fuck”
>”Yeah. But hey, I can show you the 'secret' passage when we go on up an-“
>That’s all you can make out before the clipping of the hooves dims in the distance, their voices too far to distinguish

>>26001614
inform shade of the existence of a secret passage. There are also guard in front of his door.
should you follow them?

>>26001614
Go to the basement door and follow them when they come out.

>>26001614
>"Secret passage".
Shit could be useful.
Follow them and listen closely to their conversation.

Does that means that if we wait a little there will be less guards by the end of the shift?

Pausing here

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>>26001804
So when are you introducing Floral's sister?

>>26001813
Well considering that I found the deviant art that she came from today I'll have to clear it with their rightful owner :^)

No, it's totally cool for you to use her, o3o can't wait to see what you do with her!

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>>26001858

This mission is considerably more difficult.

>>26002531
At least we haven't killed a pony yet

>>26002531
tell that to Kanjiclub

secret passage bump

speedy board

I want to slowly pour applesauce onto Gar.

>>26006325
'Doing random slightly malicious things to Gar anon' we need to talk. Your wants are getting out of hand

I want to replace Gar's toothpaste with spackle

>Secret passage? You aren’t the brightest pony but that sounds like it is relevant to your current interests
“Hey Shade, you there?”
>”Yeah, what happened?”
“Uh, a couple of ponies walked on by, said that there’s a secret passage or something, and that the guy’s going to have a guard or two outside his door tonight”
>”A secret passage?”
“That’s what they said. You want me to follow them?”
>”…Yeah. See what they have to say but be careful alright?”
“Pretty sure I don’t need reminding on that. But where are you?”
>”I’m still sweeping the second floor. Haven’t seen anything worthwhile yet. But keep me posted”
“Got it”
>Creaking the door back open you cautiously look down both sides of the eerie hallway
>As soon as you determine that it’s clear you hop on out and close the door once more
>Moving back the way you came you keep your ears on a swivel, trying to pick up any clue of the ponies
>It’s only when you make it back to your starting position do you hear the clip of their hooves heading down the staircase
>Eventually you can the light’s railing ahead of the from their flashlights, their dim outlines moving casually along
>Waiting until they’re a little ways past the stair case you extend you r wings and glide down it without a sound, landing a decent distance behind them, watching as they head down the hallway to the basement door

>”So what? We have to stand outside his door the entire freaking night? Why us?”
>”Dude it’s not that bad. After a while you can just lay against the wall and catch a nap. How’s he gonna know?”
>”Yeah, I guess you’re rig-“
>”What?”
>”The door’s unlocked”
>”Yeah?”
>”Well Grind always locks it after he’s done down there”
>”Maybe he just forgot. Besides, he’s probably on his way home by now”
>”Yeah, but… I don’t know. Something seems off”
>You duck back behind the corner as the pony turns, a beam of light illuminating the doorway you were in
>”Quit fooling around. Let’s check the box”
>The shimmering light disappears, replaced with the clipping of hooves as the descend into the basement

>>26007066
Well, we weren't doing a pacifist run anyway. Get our guns, hide, wait for them to come down, and pop pop watch them bitches drop.

>>26007104
uh, don't we need them to find the passage?

>>26007066
Time to grab a pipe or something again. Attack from above.

>>26007104
but anon, pacifist run gets more points.
Don't you want that S rank?

good news: they wont see the tied up guy unless they sweep over him with their flashlight.
Bad news: the tied up guy is probably going to wiggle around and make some noise.
Good news: their immediate focus on the tied up guy might make for a decent distraction.

Get our pipe and bust someone over the head the same way as before, but keep our gun handy because we might need it if the 2 on 1 gets out of control. Try to keep one alive to learn about the passage, but if push comes to shove don't risk it.

Ideally we can knock them both out, but we should be prepared for things to go wrong.

>Great, if they’re onto you they might discover the pony you tied up
>Can’t risk that now can you?
>Waiting until they walk a bit of a distance away from the stairs you once more glide down it touching down gently
>”Dude I’m not liking the looks of this”
>”Shut up, find the box”
>Their flashlight beams sweep across the cold hallway as they trot cautiously along, ears folded back in nervousness
>”Wait… you hear something?”
>They both stop, ear rotating around
>One of their beams crosses into the room you hid the pony in
>”Oh my god! Grind!”
>One of them nearly their flashlight in shock, but a second later they snap out of it, rushing into the room
>Here’s your chance now that Grind is making a distraction
>Diving into the room you silently pick up the pipe, swooping in behind them as they shine their lights on the tied up stallion
>Letting your hoof fall you here a loud crack as it makes contact with one of their heads
>As he drops like a bag of bricks you swing at the next one, making contact
>But he appears to have had enough time to react, the pipe only glancing him as he yelps
>Swinging again you hit him in the ribs as he backs up, your foe still trying to scramble away
>But that’s when you see his hoof dive into his bag, frantically digging around
>Without thinking you drop the pipe, hoof wrapping around the grip of your pistol
>In a flash you raise it just as you catch a glimpse of a silver object coming out of his bag, a wide eyed look on the stallion’s face
>Two cracks latter and he lays on the floor, grasping his chest and screaming in pain
>A pool of blood begins to form under him as he struggles senselessly, gritting his teeth as he grunts

>>26007633
Well now we need to find some rags to use as makeshift bandages and gag him.
Ask him about the hidden entrance.

>>26007633
secure whatever it was that he was trying to pull. bandage him, if he thinks we're trying to save him he might be more co-operative even if he's a dead man.

>>26007633
Yeah, let's try to help him out.

>>26007633
Get some thick cloth, tie up all but one leg, and remind him that if he doesn't keep pressure on the wound he'll die.

>His struggling eventually grows weaker, legs no longer kicking around
>For now he just holds the wound on his chest, breathing with apparent forced effort
>Just to be sure you move to his side, searching for the object that he pulled out
>You spy a silver pistol and pick it up, just in case he tries something funny
>Turning around you find the pony you hit with the pipe groaning on the floor, eyes shut as he holds his head in pain
>Grabbing his saddle bag he struggles a little, but you soon pull it off and start slicing it into pieces
>Turning back to the bleed pony you pull back his hooves which offer you almost no resistance, finding a decent amount of blood trickling from his coat underneath
>Trying to remember basic first aid you wrap the sliced saddle rags around his chest, trying to tighten them enough to control the bleeding
>”What… are you doing?”
>You tie another knot, looking causally down at him as he says it to find his eyes still squeezed tightly shut
“I’m saving you. But you have to do something for me”
>The stallion remains silent, but you’re pretty sure he’s just catching his breath instead of being defiant
“I need to know where that secret passage is. The one the lead’s to your boss’s bed room”
>”I don’t… I don’t know about a passage”
>As you tighten another knot her struggles a bit more, a pained moan erupting from his throat

>>26008188
keep an eye on the other guy.
Do we know any magic that can help? cauterize the wound maybe?

ask the tied up erf pony if he has any first aid advice.

>>26008188
I heard you talking. Please tell me.

Keep an eye on the other one. Don't want to get blindsided. If he gets up, just point the gun at him and tell him to stay down.

>>26008188
Oh? you don't know anything about a secret passage? or was it the other guy that's on the floor. Was this the same voice from earlier?

update shade on the radio.
Tell him we knocked out one and shot the other and are trying to get information on the passage.

He'll probably assume we killed the guy, but we wouldn't be lying.

>”Gar? Gar are you k? What’s going on down there?”
“It’s alright, I just had a little run in”
>”What happened?”
“I knocked one out and shot the other, just give me a minute I’m trying to get info on the passage”
>”Well hurry up, I’m almost done up here”
>Signing off you try to address your victim again
“Hey, I heard you talking about it, so there’s no need to lie. So please, just tell me”
“I, I don’t know.. I don’t know…”
>Looking back down at the wound blood continues to pour out, the stallion’s breathing getting weaker
>This isn’t working
>Getting back on your hooves you eye his partner who still seems to be a bit out of it as you walk to the pony you tied to the chair
>Removing his gag he inhales a huge breath
“Your friend isn’t looking to good, you know anything about first aid?”
>”M-man I just fix machines! I’m not doctor!”
“Well anything could help! He’s dying”
>”Um… You could cauterize the wound? That might stop the bleeding but there’s nothing around here that you could use to-“
>You immediately tune him out focusing your magic on the wounded stallion’s chest
>Soon a glow starts to form under the rags, smoke starting to appear
>Then, a flame bursts forth
>An ear piercing scream hits you as your patient finds the strength to thrash around, word’s not even forming through his shrieks
>But you continues to hold the flame on his wound, knowing that you’re in too far to stop
>After a few more seconds your magic dissipates, the flame disappearing
>Before you lays a gasping pony, tears freely pouring from his eyes as he cries, sick looking burn on his now furless chest
>But the bleeding has stopped
>”H-hey! Leave the kid alone!”
>Snapping your head back you find the other stallion trying to get to his hooves, a wild look in his eyes
>”He doesn’t know anything ok! Just please, please leave him alone!”

>>26008425
are we a bat that can use fire magic? sweet.
How about you tell me about the secret passage?

>>26008425
Holy shit, Gar can use fire magic without a horn? What skill!

>>26008425
We can still use magic as a bat with no horn?

>>26008425
Are we still a bad pony for burning him if it might have saved his life?

>>26008425
He was shot, I'm trying to keep him alive.
But if you care for his well being maybe you can help me? Tell me about this passage and i'll let you carry your friend out. We'll be long gone by the time you get him to a doctor on hoof.

Clearly we're a dragonbat.

>>26008425
Hold him at gunpoint and explain the you stopped the bleeding by cauterizing the wound.

Shades magic is pretty shit if his own transformation was anything to go by, so its not surprising some unicorn features still work.

bat dick probably would have melted off eventually.

It's time to spook them with our bat-unicorn powers.

>>26008739
yeah, Shade couldn't even hold his unicorn form for a couple hours, and even then he was half bat

>>26009233
>Shades threat might be one big bluff

>You try to listen to him, but he sounds like he’s miles away due to something else on your mind
>Did you just… use magic as a bat?
>What the fuck Shade. Although with his “unicorn” form from this morning you’re not surprised
>You’ll have to have a talk about his shoddy ass magic after you make it out of here
>The sound of the pony trying to rise snaps you out of your mental route however, and you flick the gun up and aim it towards him
“That’s far enough, just stay where you are”
>”Just take it easy man. I don’t know what he did to you but did you have to fucking burn him?”
“I cauterized his wound to save him for your information”
>He continues to glare at you with poisonous eyes, but his gaze eventually shifts to his fallen friend
>You keep your gaze on him, watching to see if he’ll make a move
>The room descends into silence, so quiet a pin could drop
>”Is nobody going to question why the fucking bat just used magic?! I mean what the fu-“
>You reach up and swiftly cram the gag back in the tied stallion’s mouth, his hind legs kicking as he frantically mumbles
“Now, listen up. I don’t want to hurt any of you, but if you care for your friend you’ll tell me what I need”
>He still gives you a dangerous stare, nostrils flaring as he snorts
>”Alright. What do you want?”
“A secret passage, I know there’s one here. Where is it?”
>He remains silent but you can tell that he’s mulling over the question
“Look, that’s all I want to know. Tell me and I’ll let you carry your friend out of here. We’ll be long out of your mane by the time you get him to a doctor”

>The unicorn’s eyes shift back and forth between you and his hurt friend, indecision in his expression
>But finally he sighs
>”Ok look. There’s a staircase behind a door on the second floor hallway. It leads up to storage room and dead ends. There’s a secret door behind an old storage shelf, it’ll pull out on a slide”
“You sure about that?”
>”Yes! Just go look and see, you just have to slide the shelf and it’s there. Leads to the next level and his bedroom’s in the hallway. Large double doored room, you can’t miss it”

>>26009444
radio shade. tell him what you just heard and he can confirm it.

>>26009529
this.

Remember, we don't need to tell shade about our ascent into baticornhood.

>>26009557
he'll find out at our coronation.

>>26009676
>Gar's parents watch, horrified, as their son Gar transforms from a purebred unicorn into a big-bootied baticorn princess.

>>26009725
>Horrified
Considering that they booted us out for insulting their bat friend, probably not.

>>26009742
>"Look honey, our son's so tolerant that he even BECAME a batpony!"

>Hey, that sounds like the staircase you hid in
>Taking a couple steps back you keep the gun fixed on him, but speak into the radio
“Shade, I think I got what we’re looking for”
>”Go on”
“Second floor, there’s a door the leads to a staircase. At the top of it is a storage room”
>”And where’s the door?”
“Should be right past a bathroom, there’s a podium with a unicorn bust next to it”
>”Give me a minute. I’ll see if I can’t find it”
“Gotcha”
>As the radio cuts off you survey all of your handiwork
>The tied stallion still looks at you with freaked out eyes, probably from your little magic show
>The one that you’re holding at gun point sits silently, but doesn’t take his eyes off his shot companion
>And finally your burn victim seems to be in a state of shock, appearing unconscious, but finally seeming like he’s breathing naturally
>You’re not sure how much time has gone by, but eventually static comes over the radio again
>”Gar. Gar you there?”
“Yeah, go ahead”
>”I’m in the storage room. What exactly am I looking for?”
“Old shelf unit, should slide to the side on some rails”
>You wait patiently as rustling can be heard over the channel
>”Hey, there’s another passageway behind it. We’ve got what we need Gar! Get here as fast as you can”

>>26009898
Well see ya.

>>26009898
Alright, ill walk you to the door.

Your friend isn't bleeding anymore but that doesn't mean he's safe. Small caliber rounds love to bounce around inside. You can try to betray me and stick around to warn your boss but your friend will probably die if you delay getting him treatment. So I advice you get him to a hospital and look for new work in the morning.

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>>26010204
this isn't a plane

>>26009898
It's Scorch, you dope.

>>26010295
wat

>>26010307
Shade gets a cool edgy nickname, so do we.

It was our name back when we did the breezie mission.

>All the ponies in the room look at you, all with curious eyes
“I’ll walk you all to the door”
>”… What?”
“Shade. Tell your guys outside that three ponies will be walking out the front door. They’re carrying a wounded pony”
>”Come again?”
“Three ponies are about to walk out the front door. Tell the rest of them not to open fire”
>“Gar what are you talking about? We don’t have time for this, get up here now”
“Well what about these guys?”
>”You’ve got a gun, use it! Now get up here!”
>…
>”Gar? Ga-“
>You momentarily switch the head set off
“You all follow me. Now”
>”Uh… How’s he supposed to follow?”
>Rolling your eyes you flick out your knife, slicing the ropes off you the stallion in the chair and removing the gag
“You two pick him up. Follow me and you can all just get out of here now”
>The two conscious ponies briefly look to each other but quickly nod
>After painfully slow progress you manage to lead the ponies to the front door, the wounded one slung around them
>As you open it up you beckon them to leave, but they look around nervously

“There’s ponies out there, but they won’t shoot. Don’t do anything stupid and you’re free to go”
>”Hey. Despite you knocking me and my friend out, then shooting him… then burning him alive. Thank you”
“It alright. But get to a hospital and worry about all this latter”
>Them both hike the unconscious pony on their backs a little more, causing him to groan
“Oh, and uh. Search for some different work in the morning”
>Without another word the two of them silently nod, walking slowly off into the night
>Waiting a couple minutes the disappear from view, heading off on the trail that leads to the road
>Flying as fast as you can you eventually end up on the second level again, swiftly running up the staircase to the storage room
>”Stop! Who’s th- oh. Gar”
>You give him a nervous smile
>”Gar. What the hell? Do you know how critical it is that we get moving?”
“Shade it’s fine, we’ve still got ti-“
>”You’re not getting it are you? I swore I heard that you burned a pony in the basement with magic. Is that true?”

>>26010381
how the fuck did he hear that?
we don't have time for this shade. Let's move.

>>26010419
This, how the fuck.

“How the hell did you hear that?”
>”Gar, the radios are always passively on. I could hear you shooting”
“Well, so what if I did? We don’t have time for this, you said so yourself”
>You take a step forward but he places a hoof on your chest
>”Gar, if you could use magic that means morning is coming. You’re starting to gain more unicorn qualities”
“So what?”
>”So that means that you’ll begin to lose your bat qualities as time goes on!”
“So?”
>He gives you a confused look, one that signals ‘are you fucking serious?’
>”That means no wings for fly, no night vision, no echolocation. You’ll be lost in the fucking dark if we get separated!”
“… Oh”
>”Yeah, oh. Now before you start to lose your bat features we need to move”
>Slowly Shade begins to walk through the hidden doorway, up a flight of spiral stairs
>You two go round and round for what seems like ever, but Shade insist that you don’t fly in case of ambush
>Finally, panting, you reach the top, standing on a landing before another door
>Creeping through it you come out on another level, while although similar to the second floor is much more decorated with art, chandeliers hanging from the ceiling
>Shade and you keep an eye out, slowly wandering down the hallway in the darkness

>But as time goes on, things seem to be getting more dark than usual, almost like your vision is slowly degrading
>Reaching a corner Shade hunkers down, flagging you over
>”Peak around this and tell me what you see, I’ll watch our back”
>Doing as he says you poke your little snout around, eyeing up the situation
>About 20 yards away at the end of the hallways stands an impressive set of carved double doors, a large painted portrait of a pony hanging above them
>But what grabs your attention even more so are the two stallions sitting on either side of it, rifles in their arms
>The unicorn off to the left seems to be snoring away, the pegasus opposite of him scuffing a hoof on the ground, lazily looking at the floor

>>26010911
Two guards, one asleep.

>>26010911
There is a pegasus and a unicorn guarding the door shade.

>Ducking your head back around the corner you tap Shade on the shoulder, getting him to look up
“There’s two guard, a pegasus and a unicorn. Unicorn is asleep”
>”Any weapons?”
“Uh, two rifles? I don’t know much about guns”
>”Rifles huh?”
>He rubs his chin a bit in thought
>”Any cover along the way?”
“Um, a couple podiums I think”
>”Ok here’s the plan. We charge down that hallway, both of us sticking to a wall. You run in there, you run in there hard to close the gap so their rifles loose effectiveness. If it’s at all possible we can take them out before they fire because as soon as one of their guns go off whoever’s in that bedroom is going to know we’re coming. Got it?”
“Y-yeah, I think”
>”Ok. You take the left wall.. One, two… three!”
>Scrambling up Shade’s already in the hallway by the time you turn the corner, charging towards them
>You sprint towards them as well, raising your gun
>Only when you two close the distance by half does the pegasus look up, snapping into reality
>He raises his rifle at first but cracking fills your ears, the stallion slumping over on the ground
>Out of the corner of your eye Shade is perched behind the podium firing way
>Open the first guard falling to the floor the other snaps out of his sleep, ducking as a bullet impacts the wall behind him
>You start popping off rounds, watching as the graze on by him or impact the floor
>How the fuck does Shade make it look so easy?
>Half a second later the guard clutches his stomach, both you and Shade continuing to fire
>But then you practically go blind, your ears ringing as a huge flash bursts from his weapon
>It impacts somewhere way behind both of you but as he drops dead from another few shots the damage is done

>Making it to the end of the hallway Shade quickly blasts both of them in the head, dropping his magazine and reloading as you take a cue and reload as well
>”Gar, look at me. They know we’re about to come in, that rifle made sure of it. You don’t stop shooting until every living thing in that room is dead, you understand?”
“I understand”
>”Good…”
>Shade doesn’t even warn you as he turns and kicks open the doors, the wood splintering as they fly open
>Immediately you both rush into the elegant bedroom, a huge bed at the far wall surrounded by various furniture all around within
>Oh and the pony shooting at you two
>Ducking behind a couch you watch Shade take cover as well, popping off a few shots before a bullet ricocheting by causes him to duck
>”Look!”
>He points a hoof which you follow
>A second pony flees out of the room off to your side, sprinting through a side door
>”Stop them Gar!”
>After he shouts the command to you Shade gets up and continues firing at the shadowy pony across the room

>>26011532
light a fire in front of them so they stop running.

>>26011532
Fuck. Run after them and shoot, then.

And don't pull a big brother and forget that we have wings.

>>26011589
Do we really want to set the house on fire?

>>26011699
The time for stealth is long gone anyways.

>>26011718
Not really about stealth. It's more about not wanting to be in a burning building.

>>26011699
I'm assuming it can easily be taken out though I guess you're right and it's best not to take chances.
I wanted to do something that would give us time to catch up to them and make them slow down.

>Digging your hooves into the carpet you launch off, sprinting across the room as a round goes whizzing by, smashing into the wall behind you
>Paying no mind to the constant blasts and cracks behind you your hooves nearly trip over themselves as your adrenaline fueled body rockets out the door, ending up in another hallway
>Although you only catch glance you witness their outline galloping around a corner a good distance in front of you
>For a brief second you consider sparking a fire in front of them to make them halt, but maybe burning the place down it’s such a good idea, electing a much more conventional tactic
>Jumping off the ground you take to the air, wings flapping as hard as they can
>But as you continue to flap you feel strained, each wing beat feeling more strenuous than the last, each second your body moving slower
>It almost feels like your wings are getting smaller
>Reaching the corner you land, partially exhausted but nonetheless making up for precious lost time
>Jumping around you raise your gun, the clipping of hooves filling your ears
>But it the growing darkness you can only barely make out their outline, squinting as you eye them
>Even with your failing night vision it’s enough, your gun raised for the shot
>Clicking your hoof against the trigger you fire until the slide locks back, the echoes of the shots dissipating as you stand there
>You could have sworn you heard a scream
>Dropping the mag you insert another, smacking the slide forward again as you cautiously walk into the blackness
>After a few yards you spot something on the fine blue carpet before you
>Red
>Looking further on you see a trail of blood trailing down the hallway
>Cautiously following it you turn another corner after a few second, but another few steps and the trail cuts off
>Leading right to a door

>>26012071
Let's confirm the kill and see if that's the bell pony.

>>26012071
open the door but dont stand in the doorway, expect the person inside to shoot at the door as soon as it opens.

>Placing a hoof gently on the door knob you stand up on your hind hooves, moving out of the doorway and against the hallway wall
>Checking your pistol one last time you take a deep breath, holding in it for a brief moment before exhaling
>Time to end this
>Twisting the knob the door is thrown open, your hoof shooting back out of the doorframe and to your gun
>As you stand there weapon at the ready, no bullets come cracking out from the room as you expected
>Waiting another minute you finally decide to peek your head into the door, gun barely rounding the frame with it
>You don’t find the crime lord that Shade described inside, instead you find something much different
>A mare clutches her leg with a hoof, blood trickling out from around it as she takes shallow breaths, her chest heaving
>Her other hoof raises up into the air slightly in surrender, her wide, teary eyes gazing at you with the unmistakable look of primal terror

>>26012352
Fuck, I dunno if we can do this. She may be screwing him, but she's no drug lord.

>>26012352
check cutie mark.

>>26012352
when shade said dont stop shooting until everyone is dead, i imagine that was a 'dont hesitate and get us killed' thing. That doesn't really apply anymore, she doesnt seem to be a threat.

make sure she's unarmed and then ask who she is.

>>26012352
Where is him?
Answer me

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>>26012399
>Were ids him XDDDDD

>>26012409
>Finnfag returns
wew

>>26012394
The drug lord is a stallion, no need.

>>26012352
If there were only two ponies in the room, and this one is the mare, that means the one Shade's shooting at is the drug baron. Let's help Shade finish him off and then return to the mare if we're able.

Pausing for tonight

>>26012427
I just wanted to make sure they don't have some kind of transformation spell like we do.

>>26012352
Kill her, she saw your face.
Do it

>>26012396
I agree with this one.

Shade must have gotten his mark by now and since we can't see as well anymore, going back to Shade would probably be a bad idea.

boop

>>26012660
we should eat more carrots

should we also ask for her name and give a light threat?

>>26015173
>you ever date a drug lord again and I'll hit you, or something

>>26015845
Kek

could ask shade on his opinion on the matter.

>>26017343
if he has something to say he'll say it. Radios always on remember?

>>25996685
>Borderline retarded CYOA filled with autistic batfags and shitty memes

>>26017423
n-no u

bebin

if she had a mango cutie mark what do you think we should do?

>>26019506
Eat her out

>Keeping your gun trained on your you crane your neck over and get a glimpse of her cutie mark
>It appears to be a coffee mug or some other type of cup. Definitely not similar to the drug lord’s
“You armed?”
>She continues to stare at you, lips quivering
“I said, are you armed?”
>”N-no”
>Her hoof raises up slightly off her leg to show you, a bit more blood streaming out of the wound which she quickly grabs again, cringing
“Well what’s your name?”
>”It’s G-glaze”
“Alright. Well Glaze, you need to tell me where the drug lord is?”
>”Who?”
“Don’t act stupid. The stallion who owns this mansion”
>”He’s still in the bedroom….”
>Taking a moment to listen to the radio you just hear a bit of rustling, the gunfire all but stopped
>Guess Shade’s go it taken care of
“Hey Shade, you good back there?”
>…
“Shade?”
>”Yeah, sorry! But everything’s fine back here, he’s been taken out”
>Upon hearing that the mares gasps a bit, her body tensing up
>”How are you holding up?”
“I’m alright. I caught up to that pony”
>”And? Did you take them out?”

>>26019681
they're not the primary target so you see no need to exterminate them.

>>26019681
Why? What did she do?

>>26019681
How the hell did she hear the radio that's in our ear and tuned to the frequency of echolocation?

>>26019908
pretty sure he was joking about the echolocation

>>26019681
They're out of the way.

“They’re… out of the way”
>”So you killed them, right?”
“Uh, I shot them. But I’ve got them at gun point now”
>”Well take care of them and get back here, we’ve got to get moving”
“Shade it’s just a mare, she’s not the primary target”
>”Yeah well I’ve had to blast mares before too”
“Dude! She didn’t do anything, I don’t see why you want me to shoot them”
>”It’s already bad enough that you let those other guys go. More witnesses is more trouble Gar”
“Well I don’t think she’s going to give us any trouble”
>There’s a pause over the radio, the sound of something being dragged for a few seconds
>”Look, I’m not in the witness taking business, and I’m telling you that it only leads to bad news. But it’s your call, just hurry up and get back here”
>The mare continues to peer at you with teary eyes, her breath being held
>”L-look sir, I didn’t do anything, honest! I don’t even know what’s going on”

>>26020305
That unfortunately doesn't matter. But I have an easy way to solve this. Tell me your full name and where you live. If I think you're lying I'll shoot you.

After that just promise that you didn't see anything and it happened too fast. You were were left for dead. Understand?

>>26020305
And that's what you'll tell the police, if they ask, got it?

>You sigh, shaking your head a bit
>Deep down you really want to trust her, but if they were in a relationship she might try to get back at you somehow
“Well… that’s what you’re going to tell the police when they ask, got it?”
>”What?”
“You tell them that you don’t know what happened, everything just happened too fast and you were left for dead”
>”I, s-sure, if that’s what you want me to say”
“And where do you live?”
>”I don’t really see what tha-“
“Tell me.”
>”I live back in Baltimare, ok? 39 Velvet road, I promise”
>You continue to examine her as she stares back, looking a little more relaxed know that you aren’t threatening her so much anymore
>After a little observation, you figure that she’s telling the truth
>“Why do you ask? You’re not… not gonna come back for me are you?”
“Only if you decide to make something of it. But I’m going to leave you now. Remember what I told you?”
>”That I don’t know anything?”
“Good. Just stay here until the police arrive, ok?”
>She gently nods, going back to cringing at her wound
>Backing away slowly you eventually turn and trot down the hallway, trying to find your way back
>As the minutes go by you can definitely tell that your night vision is getting worse, at this rate you might not be able to see in the pitch dark soon

>But after a bit more traveling you make your way back into the bedroom, spying Shade messing with the lock to safe
“Dude what are doing? You said that we had to hurry up”
>”Patience Gar, patience. I’ almost into this”
“Forget about the money, my bat abilities are going away”
>”Hang on, we’re going to make this look like a botched robbery, at least give the police a false narrative”
>Leaving him to his work you survey the rest of the room
>Multiple shell casings are scattered on the floor, and you’re able to spy a bullet hole or two in random places
>Shifting your gaze you spot the body in the corner of the room, flopped over on its back looking up at the ceiling
>Looks like Shade put a few shots into his chest
>”Woah…”
>Snapping back to Shade you find him glaring into the now open safe with huge eyes, and you can’t blame him
>Piles of riches are within, from stacks of bits, to gold and silver bars, precious stones, jewelry, and plenty of other antiques and valuable trinkets
>Taking a minute to snap out of his awed state Shade eventually reaches a hoof in, pulling out a rather large jewel
>”Geez… Go ahead and help yourself if you want anything Gar, but make it quick”
>As he says that he drops the glistening stone into his bag, stepping away from the vault

>>26020925
I don't think we would be able to sell the silver or gold bars. Or the jewels and stones. Ponies will ask where they came from.
We could take some bits though.

>>26020925
Snatch bits, small gems, jewelry, and watches. Big stuff will be impossible to sell off.

Don't spend more than a few seconds skimming off the top.

>>26020925
Take exactly one gold bar.

>>26020925
Don't bother with the bars. Bits are best, jewelry's okay, gems are iffy

Also see if there's a katana we could nab.

>>26021130
Shade would have already snatched that shit up

>>26020925
Maybe snag something we can give to Ast a few years down the line.

>As your partner backs out of the way you walk up to the safe, which is just a bit higher than yourself
>Your eyes scan the many riches, wondering how just one safe could hold so much
>There’s got to be at least a hundred thousand bits in here alone
>Reaching forward you grab stacks of the money, thrusting them into your saddle bag with glee
>You’re gonna be rich!
>Cramming another stack into place you stand on the tips of your hooves, checking out the top shelf before going lower
>Although all of those gold and silver bars look kick ass, you know that stuff like that is probably serial numbered and bale to be tracked
>Same thing with larger stuff like medallions and watches, they’re just too unique not to get ponies questioning where you obtained them
>However you do take a moment to snatch some of the smaller gems, including a tin of what looks like assorted rubies, emeralds, and sapphires
>”Come on, come on! No need to be TOO greedy”
>He’s right, you’ve grab plenty enough and time’s ticking by
>Although necklace looks pretty fly
>Snatching up that last bit of look you back away, fawning over your new wealth
>Shade grabs an arm full of the stuff in the safe however, dropping a bit of it on the floor
“What are you doing?”
>”Drop a little here, a little there. Make it seem like we were trying to get more out”
>Soon enough your both cautiously on your way, still keeping an eye out for enemies, but Shade’s men outside reassure him that there’s nothing waiting around from what they can see
>But the time you get back to the second story Shade has taken the lead, your night vision degrading significantly

>Finally approaching the front door Shade opens it slowly dropping a couple more valuables along the outside
>”Alright, they said the coast is clear. Let’s head on out to the cars”
>Sticking close behind him you two trudge your way through the field and into the forest, the chariots starting up as you near
>Gravel crackling under the wheels, they move on out, you slumped into the chair next to Shade, another bat pony driving
>”You know, you did good Gar, damn good”
“Thanks I guess”
>”How’d you feel about the whole thing? I assume you thought it was worth it considering you’ve been starring at all that stuff you stole since the moment we got in the chariot”
>He just doesn't understand, this is more cash than you've ever seen in your life!
>Plus you think you've got Ast's birthday presents covered for the next couple years

>>26021475
Tell Shade that it was just on the car ride here we turned. Maybe his voodoo isn't as foolproof as he thinks?

>>26021496
I don't feel good about it if that's what you're wondering. I'm glad that nothing went terribly wrong and I came out of it ok.

>>26021496
We didn't have to kill anyone this time. That's a plus.

>>26021555
This

>>26021496
Hey, could you drop me off at my apartment? I don't want to walk home and get stopped by cops with all this stuff on me.

“If you’re asking if I feel good about it, the answer is no”
>”Well why not? Nothing went wrong and you were able to snag some cash, sounds pretty nice to me”
“Because I don’t like hurting ponies Shade. Yeah nothing went terribly wrong, but don’t think for a second that I felt ok with it”
>He looks out the window for a second, tapping a hoof in his lap
>”Hey, at least you didn’t kill anypony this time”
“Yeah… I guess”
>You grow silent as the car crawls along the gravel trail, winding through the rows upon rows of trees
“Shade”
>He looks up for examining his loot
>”Mhm?”
“It’s only been a couple hours since I turned into a bat”
>”Yeah so?”
“I usually don’t start reverting into a unicorn this early”
>He gives you a perplexed look, peering down at the floor silently
>”Huh, that’s weird… Maybe it’s just a fluke you know? Sometimes the times that you’re a bit can fluctuate slightly”
“Well this is wearing off a good hour before it usually does”
>”Look, I wouldn’t worry about it ok? Like I said, it can fluctuate”
>He doesn’t sound too convinced in himself
>Before you can retort your body jerks forward, the chariot lurching to a halt
>The driver and passenger are yelling and gesturing, one of them pulling out his gun
>Looking over Shade’s hoof is already sticking out the window, aiming his weapon at ponies in the road, caught in the headlights
>”Get out of the road, now!”
>”MOVE!”

>Although it’s hard to see from your position it appears as though one of the ponies is dragging another off to the side
>However one approaches the chariot, a hoof up in surrender
>Although Shade yells at him to stop he walks right up to the door, despite a pistol being pointed directly in his face
>It’s the stallion that you tied to the chair
>”Please, we don’t want any trouble, but we need a ride to a hospital or something”
>”We can do nothing for you, now back up and get out of the road”
>His mouth opens in protest, but then you see his eyes fall upon you, a relieved expression crawling onto his face
>”H-hey you!”
>His hoof raises up, pointing right at you, Shade looking like he almost pulled the trigger in response
>”The colt you shot, he’s dying! Please tell them to give us a lift, we just need to get near a hospital! Please!”
>Shade turns and gives you a scowl, his unpleased look quite obvious
>”Please, we won’t give you trouble... Just talk to them”

>>26022002
just the colt gets a ride and he'll be blindfolded.

If they really want to come we can just put them in the back of our trunk. At least one of them.

>>26022002
Shade? Please?

>>26022043
We should our balls on his face to blindfold him.

>>26022125
Big sweaty bat balls are not blindfolds anon

>>26022002
Shade needs to stop being such a fucking edgelord.

>>26022436
But then he can't properly emulate his animes, Anon.

>>26022002
We can take him, you'll have to catch up on hoof. sorry but he's less conscious than you and we got to look out for our men. We'll drop him off at the door to the ER.

>Your eyes shift from the begging pony to Shade who still holds the gun directly in his face
“Shade. Please”
>He doesn’t respond, just looking back and glaring at the pony outside his window
>”Just the kid”
>The stallion’s face perks up, relieved eyes peering back to Shade
>”And make it quick. We’ll drop him off at the first hospital we come to”
>”But who’s going to carry him to the door?”
>”He will”
>Shade points to you without looking back
>”Well stop a short distance away, and he’ll take him to the door. Promise”
>He gives you another nervous look
“Sorry, but we’ve got to look out for ourselves too. You’ll have to catch up on hoof”
>”I understand…”
>Turning her flags the other pony over, carrying their fallen friend to the side of your door which opens
>Carefully pulling him inside her lays across yours and Shade’s laps, the young stallion’s head resting on you
>The driver looks back, speaking up in an annoyed tone
>”Is he ready to go?”
“Yeah, he’s good. Let’s get on out of here”
>The chariot lurches immediately, tires spinning without another word
>In the back window you can see the other two ponies just starring on, getting further into the dark distance before disappearing
>”Tell the lead car to head on back to the warehouse. We’ve got some baggage to take care of”
>”Got it”
>After a little while the chariot turns back onto a real road, heading back towards the city
>But you can’t really pay attention as the knocked out pony’s head lays in your lap, the stallion wheezing every few minutes
>”I can’t believe we’re actually doing this…”
>Shifting your gaze you find Shade just glaring out the window, a pissed air about him

>>26022562
we just need to drop him off at the hospital and it'll be over.
let's leave our money in the car and we can pick it up later.
we're going to say we heard a shot and when we looked we saw this pony on the ground. must have been a mugging. Then we leave.

don't want the hospital to report a chariot driving off at high speed.

>>26022599
Yeah, let's make sure Shade and us leave separately.

>>26022562
He's just a kid Shade. If I could change so could he, he deserves that chance.

“Shade”
>He doesn’t respond
“Shade, he’s just a kid. Doesn’t look a day out of high school”
>”And? He would have tried to kill us just the same”
“… Remember how you said that you could feel my scale tipping, that I was becoming a good pony?”
>He just continues to look out the window, the city lights beginning to appear over the horizon
“Well if I can change, he can change. And he deserves that chance”
>He continues to remain stotic, the only motion being the pony’s hind hooves gently twitching every so often
>But then he lets out a sigh, orange eyes shifting their gaze to you
>”I’m still not happy about all this. But maybe you’re right, maybe the colt dose deserve a chance”
>He shifts his view to the wounded stallion’s face, eyes not so filled with annoyance anymore
>The remaining ride into the city is quiet enough, the labored breathing of the pony in your lap the only noise in the chariot
>Getting off the highway your vehicle goes a few blocks inside the concrete jungle, twisting down various roads
>”We’re coming up on a hospital now, only 3 blocks ahead”
>The fur on your belly tickles as the pony coughs a couple times, sucking in air
“Hang on kid, you’ll be alright”
>”Alright, pull into this alley here, now”
>Immediately the chariot swifts and trails down an alleyway, coming to a stop a good distance in
“So what’s the plan, me and you carr-“
>”No, you carry. I stay here”
“What?”
>”You’re still disguised, but I can’t go waltzing up into a hospital. Can’t risk my face being on a video recording”
“So then what? I just take him in the ER and drop him off?”
>”Yeah, come up with a quick backstory and casually walk out as they get him. Come back here and we’ll drive on out”

>Opening our door you step out, Shade trotting around and helping get the pony onto your back
>A minute later and you set off down the sidewalk, heading for the hospital
>Although it’s a short walk plenty of passersbys gasp as you go on by, several offering to help
>But you decline, you’re almost there anyway
>Walking up to the door of the ER it slides upon, lobby music filling your ears
>A row of ponies with various injuries sits against the wall
>”Oh god!”
>A nurse quickly trots from behind the desk to your side
>”Somepony get a stretcher, now!”
>She moves to your side, examining your passenger
>”Sir, what happened? We need to know!”

>>26023103
Just say we think he was mugged.

>>26023103
I think he was mugged. I don't know him.

>>26023103
mugged, shot several times. looked like a low caliber weapon. I left the oven on though, so... see ya.

>>26023103
He was mugged, and he was bleeding out. I panicked and tried to close the wound with fire, but I don't know if it helped.

>>26023103
I found him on the ground, I don't know what happened.
I think he was shot, probably mugged.

Pausing

As soon as he's put on the stretcher we run out of here.

>>26023486
Not run, casual walk

>>26023486
"My mango sense is tingling! My people need me"

>>26024609

>>26026187

>>26023824
>bats
>people

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>>26026993
ebin

How exciting. Let's leave when no one is looking at us. Or at least when we think no one is looking at us.

so what should we buy with all our money?

>>26028439
a single bumper car

boop

It's been a long night.

bumpin

“I think he was mugged or something, I just found him this way”
>”Do you know him?”
“No, like I said I just found him like this. I think he was shot a couple of times”
>”W-well just hold him there. Hurry up with that stretcher!”
>You patiently wait, your back starting to shake a little from the weight on top of it
>But a pair of double doors swing upon, a couple of ponies in scrubs rushing out alongside a wheeled stretcher, making a byline towards you
>One of them comes up beside you, placing a hoof on the stallion
>”Sir, we just need you to gently lower yourself, and help us nudge him onto this. Ok?”
“You got it”
>Following his directions you bend down, the nurses placing him onto it
>The heavy weight removed from your back up stretch a bit, watching as they secure him onto it
>Might be a good time to walk out
>Casually backing up you begin to make for the doorway, beginning to turn around
>But the mare’s voice calls out to you again
>”Oh sir, please take a seat over there. The police will be here soon to get your story”

>>26030229
leave

>>26030229
I have places to be. Just tell them what I told you. I found him in an alley to the south. Walk a little quicker.

>>26030229
Tell her that you are just heading outside real quick for a quick cigarette to calm your nerves and you will be right back

>>26030329
This

“Uh, well actually I-“
>”Sir it won’t take long we promise, but it’s mandatory. They’ll just get all of your contact details and ask you some questions”
“Well… that sounds alright to me. But do you mind if I step out for a sec?”
>”Outside?”
“Yeah, I know that you’re not allowed to smoke in here, but I really need to light a cig. It’s… been a stressful night”
>”Oh sure, but please don’t do it near the door, don’t want that smoke hanging around as ponies come in”
“Oh trust me, that won’t be a problem”
>Stepping as casually as possible outside you move a little ways from the door fumbling around as if looking for a lighter or something
>Leaning up against the wall you watch as another pony gets rushed in through the entrance, another pony trialing in after them
>And after that, the coast looks clear
>Taking a look over your shoulder one last time to trot off into the night
>Walking as fast as you can without seeming suspicious you eventually turn back into the alleyway, the chariot still there
>Opening the door you get inside, sliding back next to Shade
>”You drop him off?”
“Yeah. He’ll be fine”
>”Good. Anyway, morning is approaching fast, it’s almost 5 AM. You want us to just take you home?”
“If it’s not too much trouble”
>Shade obliges, the chariot backing out of the alley and back onto the road, driving off for home
>Although it’s a relatively short ride you can feel yourself becoming less and less bat like by the minute
>Your night vision has all but disappeared, wings shrinking into little nubs
>Your horn is almost fully restored as well
>Pulling onto your street the chariot glides up to the apartment complex, parking
>”Well, guess that’s that. You did good tonight Gar but stay sharp”
“Will do”
>”And uh… You want a hoodie or something to cover up those wing nubs and ear tufts?”

>>26030816
At the rate it's been going I almost figure I'd be a unicorn again by now.

>>26030816
I think we can chance it since no one should be up at this time or at least not want to talk or look at us.

>>26030816
Hoodie's probably more suspicious than some ear fuzz.

>>26030887
we can wear it to cover the wings and just keep the hood down. then we just look like unicorn gar.

You have a hoodie just lying around? Way to challenge stereotypes, Shade.

“You just have a hoodie just lying around? Way to challenge stereotypes, Shade”
>”I’ll have you know that it was a gift from my grandmother. Now do you want it or not?”
“Eh, I’ll be fine. I’m almost a unicorn by now, plus I think trotting in with my hood up is a little more suspicious than a bit of ear fuzz”
>”Suit yourself. Just stay out of trouble, ok?”
“Shade, come on. This is Gar Iceon we’re talking about”
>”Yeah, I know…”
>As you open the chariot door and step out Shade hands you off your saddle bags, heavy with the loot contained within
>Bidding him goodnight the chariot slowly pulls away, driving off into the night
>Moving inside you find the desk employee snoring away, newspaper across their chest as they sleep propped back in the chair
>Walking on by you get to the stair well and move up, pulling out your key as you enter your hallway
>Unlocking the door you move inside in a swift motion, shutting and locking it behind you
>Damn it feels good to be home

>>26031319
How long do we have until work?

>>26031319
Put our money in the safe. Now go to bed and get some sleep. Set your alarm

>>26031319
nap time.

>Walking further into the dark home you flick on a lamp, looking over at the clock ticking away
>It’s 5:12 AM, about three hours until you have to get up for work
>Guess you’ll be crawling into bed, should get at least a little sleep before work
>Turning off the light you yawn, sleepily walking into your bedroom
>Taking a moment to twist the dial around on the safe you crank it open, pouring your loot onto the floor before it
>Man, you really hit the freaking jackpot. You’ll have to count it all tomorrow
>Placing the stacks of cash snugly inside you finish by gently storing the gems and jewelry next to it, closing the steel door and spinning the lock
>At this rate you’ll need a bigger safe
>Slugging your way into bed you crawl up under the blanket, sighing contently as you lay your head on the pillow
>Setting the alarm, your eyes happily shut, begging for rest
>…
>An incessant beeping fills your ears
“Ughh…”
>Is it really morning already? It feels like you just shut your eyes
>Without looking you throw your hoof at the nightstand, slamming the alarm which suddenly ceases
>Groaning you crack open your eyes, sitting up a little in bed
>However you don’t roll out of bed just yet, as you feel a tiny bit of weight on your chest
>Looking down you discover the breezies curled up on your tuft, sleeping away

>>26032019
Magic them off of our floof and tuck them in.
Then go heavy on the coffee.

>>26032019
d'aww. look at the little cuties. Let's make some breakfast. Also we're going out tonight AGAIN. We need to have food out for them.

>>26032019
>TFW can't keep breezies

>>26032220
Thank god.

>Cute
>But you’ve got to get the day started
>Powering up your horn you encompass them in magic, hoisting them into the air before gently placing them onto the bed by your side
>Wriggling out of the blankets you place your hooves on the floor, turning to carefully placing the edge of the blanket over the breezies to tuck them in, their little heads poking out with tiny smiles
>If you were a mare or gay you’d be dawwwing over this
>Trotting on out you head straight for the kitchen, getting the coffee going immediately
>Going to need plenty of it. You already feel fatigued
>While the coffee was being brewed you decided to take a shower
>It’s been a couple of days since your last one, and you cannot afford to be a stinky pony on the job
>Casually tossing the towel onto the floor you stretch your legs and back, popping a few joints before checking to see if your drink is ready
>In addition to the coffee being done, you spot Kessy and Stagle waiting for you on the kitchen table
>”Gar! You’re back!”
“Yeah, I’m back alright”
>”We woke up in the middle of the night and you were just in bed, and you looked a little cold so we figured that we’d snuggle up on you”
“You sure that you weren’t the ones who were cold?”
>”M-maybe…”
>Pouring yourself a large cup, you pull a chair back and sit down, taking a refreshing sip
>”So uh, a pony called and left a message last night. Said he’d stop by tonight”

>>26032695
Name of hyposome?

>>26032695
Dammit. Check the message. pretty sure it's rocker. Call rocker and leave a message that you have a plan tonight. Remember that marefriend you mentioned? Well you have to go out and meet her parents.

>>26032726
thought Ast said that her parents didn't have a day set up for us to visit yet?

>tfw no breezie secretaries

>>26032726
>“Oh trust me I’m looking forward to it. Is there a certain time they wanted to do this?”
>”I’ll give them a call and ask tonight, tell you what they say tomorrow”
She had to ask them after work, I don't think it's tonight

>>26032827
Well that was yesterday and they wanted to meet us as soon as possible so I assumed that to mean today ast would say "yeah we can go out tonight after work."
I'm probably just jumping the gun you're right.

“Name of Hypostome?”
>”No, I think he said Rocker. But he said that he’d take you up on your offer to hang out here”
>Well, you wouldn’t have a problem with that, except you’re not sure if Ast wants you to meet her parents tonight
>But then again she doesn’t know what day they want to over, and you can always call him if you have to cancel
“Thanks for letting me know. You two are pretty good secretaries if I must say so myself”
>”Really? I mean, we try our best. Want us to do your taxes?”
“Uh… I think I’ll hold off on that”
>After gulping down a few cups of coffee you bid the breezies farewell, heading off to the store
>It’s somewhat of a cool morning out, a few pedestrians sporting light jackets, but most go bare bodied such as yourself
>Arriving at the store a few minutes ahead of opening you see Ast’s bright and smiling face at the counter, making a byline for that beautiful mare
>But a stallion’s face soon fills your vision
>”Gar, do you have a minute?”
“Sure boss, what’s up?”
>”Just follow me back to my office”
>This, doesn’t sound good
>Doing as he says you trot along behind him, entering his office before he shuts the door behind both of you
>Soon he takes his seat, giving you an odd look for a second as he stares
>”So… How have things been going?”
“Uh, everything’s fine boss, no complaints here”
>”Good, good…"
>He continues to stare at you with neutral, unnerving eyes, the only sound in the room is the clicking of the small fan on the ceiling
"Tell me Gar, do you have a brother?”
“Well I have an older brother but he-“
>”Is your brother a bat pony?”

>>26033325
No, he's a pegasus. Why?

>>26033325
Uh, no. It'd be news to me if I did.

>>26033325
Where'd this question come from?

>>26033325
Are you implying my dad is a cuck? you little shit

>>26033526
pretty sure our boss could kick our ass

>>26033325
Nope, pegasus. Less handsome version of me really. Odd choice in hair too.

>>26033658
Hey, I'll have you know that his hair's rock solid.

“Uh, well that’d be news to me because he’s a pegasus”
>”A pegasus?”
“W-well genetics can be a weird thing you know, b-but I swear that my genes are 100 percent unicorn! And my pare-“
>”So, he’s definitely not a bat pony?”
“Nope, straight pegasus. Kind of less handsome version of me to be honest, his hair cut is a bit weird. But why do you ask?”
>”Well I just wanted to make sure that your parents didn’t raise a bat pony or-“
“Are you calling my dad a cuck? Why yo-“
>”Calm down Gar, I know that just because you have odd preferences doesn’t mean that your father shares the same outlook”
“WHAT?”
>”Anyway, I’m trying to get to the point. You remember that break in that we had?”
“Y-yeah?”
>”Remember how I said the bat pony was a bit peculiar? Had white fur?”
“I uh, think I recall you saying that”
>”Well the police stopped by the store before we opened up, said they think they found our suspect again”
“Well that’s great! Right?”
>”Maybe. But they showed me some footage of the guy, he was hanging outside of a hospital. They think he might have shot a pony because he ran after dropping him off”
“Oh. Well I hope they get him”
“As do I. But would you mind taking a look at this picture?”
>He pulls out a paper, sliding it towards you on the desk
>There you are clear as day in bat form loitering outside the hospital
>”He’s strange bat indeed. With this better footage from the hospital you can see his white fur, the yellow mane…. the flame cutie mark”
“Uh…”
>”You recognize this pony Gar? Because I don’t want to point any hooves, but he looks a little similar to one of my employees. Are you sure that you don’t have any bat pony relatives? Maybe a cousin, an uncle... anypony?”

>>26033827
I don't know what to tell you, boss.

>>26033827
maybe the cutie mark is just painted on with make up?
I'm sure I don't have any bat pony relatives.

>>26033827
If i have one I've never been told about him. Hell, If i had one i'd beat him upside the head for robbing my store of all places.

>>26033827
I... got nothing.
I mean, he looks like, but y'know, a bat.
I don't know anyone like that.

Have we thrown those dank buds out of our apartment yet? We might want to before we get investigated by the police.

>>26034118
Also all the jewelry in our safe.

>>26034139
but... we just got rich

>>26034155
Yeah, but it places us at the crime scene.

>>26034155
we're rich enough to get a safety deposit box and they're much harder to 'oops, door was open and we thought we smelled something/heard something' search.

We should store our loot in Nightlights mango vault.

How would this story have gone if Shade had targeted Rocker instead of Gar?

“I… don’t know what to tell you boss. I honestly don’t know of any bat pony relatives, and even if I did I’d kick their ass for breaking into my place of work”
>”And you’re a hundred percent sure of this?”
“Yes”
>You pick up the photo again, pretending to closely examine it
“I mean, he certainly looks like he has a resemblance, you know, but a bat… I don’t know anypony like that”
>”Hmmm”
>You boss leans back in his chair, scratching his chin in contemplation
“Are the police sure that he didn’t just paint on a fake cutie mark or something?”
>”It’s a possibility I suppose. But if you say that you know nothing, then get on out of here. Sorry to bother you”
“It’s not a problem boss, I’m glad I could help clear that up”
>”Well keep an eye out around town, our guy is just one of hundreds of sleazy ponies in this town”
“Will do boss. Thanks for understanding”
>Standing up you walk to the door, opening it up and exiting the office

Pausing here
>>26034420
Now, that's a story for another time

>>26034509

We definitely need to lay low for a while. It wouldn't surprise me if the cops are still going to talk to us, and possibly Ast or Nightlight as well.

>>26034509
I don't really think this is something I can react to other then saying ."alright. It's time to get to work.

>>26034612
what's our brother doing right now?

>>26034644
Said he was heading to Canterlot to fight a sake or something with a group of ponies. Sometimes you suspect he's on drugs

>>26034667
Who's more stupid? Us or our brother?

>>26034688
Might be a better question for our parents

>>26034624
wait for our stars to go down

boop

>>26035680
we own no stars

>>26034766
>you're both very special boys in your own way

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>>26037399
>You boys do realize that you're reading a phone book?

>>26037524
>"DIMMER, Light G. 240 Atlantic Avenue, 623-9128"
>"A-another!"

>>26037583
>Just one more, then it's bed time
>Oh! Do one from the business section!

>>26038270
>"If you're a good little colt at the party tomorrow, I'll read you the local ads!"

>>26037583
>>26038270
>>26038287
>Roleplaying
Continuing to show everyone that this CYOA is filled with autists.

>>26038313
>Memes
fixed

>>26036810

Let's find ast and see what she has to say about her parents meeting.

>>26040495
>I told my dad we kissed. He says you're a dead pony

>>26041133
>"Yes hello police? I shot that pony and I robbed ponemart please talk me to jail right now."

>>26038313
ebin

looks like helping that pony was a bad move on out part.

>Well, guess the boss is onto you
>And the police too
>Might be time to make sure that there’s nothing in the apartment that could lead to you getting evicted
>Maybe you could rent a safety deposit box to keep all the stolen gems and jewelry in? Anything to get them out of the house
>The breezies will have to be told not to open up for officers, and to hide if they ever come over
>… Did you forget to throw those dank budz out that you bought the other week?
>As you try to make a mental checklist of things that need to be done you don’t even notice the small mare approaching you
>”Hey Gar!”
“Oh! H-hey Ast?”
>”What’d the boss want you for? He didn’t look pleased…”

>>26042385
He wanted to know if I had a brother that was a bat. I told him no.

>>26042385
They found more footage of the pony who broke into the store. Apparently it's a batpony who looks like me. Like a lot like me.

We need to make sure the Breezies open the door for police officers. We can get them to say we were home on the day of the drug raid.

>>26042431
I agree. If we get the evidence out of our apartment, I'd much rather get the misdemeanor of keeping breezies over anything else.

>>26042456
>Sir, you do realize that trafficking endangered species is an automatic felony, right?

>>26042492
Then it's a good thing we're not trafficking.

>>26042385

That white imposter bat that looks like me is stirring up trouble again.

So the police looked up the security footage of the hospital, linked it with the store robbery a week or so ago AND got this information to our boss before we got to work?

Police in Baltimare on on fucking point.

Probably best that we ask Shade for advice.

>>26042628
To be fair how many white furred blonde maned bat ponies could their be?

“My bat pony imposter is starting up trouble again”
>”What?”
“You remember that break in we had? A blonde manned white furred bat pony was responsible”
>”Oh. We what’d the boss want?”
“Apparently the police said that he was hanging around a hospital last night”
>”And, they think he’s you… or something?”
“Well, no. But he looks like me. A LOT like me. So the boss just asked me if I had any bat pony relatives because he looks so similar”
>”OH, well I hope they find this imposter soon. Don’t want him being mistaken for you”
“Yeah, you’re telling me”
>”Such a shame. I know a pony as sweet as you would NEVER do anything illegal”
“Y-yeah”
>She shakes her head and huffs in an annoyed manner
“But moving on from bat ponies, did you call your parents last night?”
>Her eyes light up in an excited manner
>”Yes! I had a chat to them about you”
“And what’d they say?”
>”They said that us visiting tomorrow night would be great! A-and I know it’s short notice, but tomorrow is Friday, so it’s not like we’d have to get up for work in the morning”

>>26042854
Don't think I have anything planned, so that sounds good.

>>26042854
Tomorrow night? That should be fine. We can hang out with rocker tonight then.

>Shade tries to figure out what went wrong with the curse, and why we reverted so early.
>He tries to give it more power.
>Gar turns starts turning into a bat pony in the middle of hanging out with Rocker.

>>26042932
I'm imagining Shade looking intently at a whiteboard with a crude sketch of Gar and an arrow pointing to bat Gar, trying to figure out where things went wrong

When do we have to help Hype with his date again?

“Tomorrow night huh? Well, I don’t think I have anything planned”
>”So you’ll come?”
“Sure! I see no reason why not”
>She closes her eyes, sitting down briefly as her front hooves clap
>”Eee!”
>Well, looks like she’s really looking forward to this
>After her little squee finishes she opens her eyes again, coughing a bit as she blushes in embarrassment
>”I-I mean, great! We can go back to my apartment after work and head out from there”
“Hey, that sounds like a plan to me. I’m really looking forward to meeting your parents, both of them”
>On the inside all you’re looking forward to is making it out alive
>Freaking earth ponies
>”Well I’m glad you’re so willing to meet them, some stallions are afraid to meet a mares parent’s, you know? especially their father”
>Ast giggles, a hoof to her mouth
>”But I’m sure that they’ll just love you, even daddy!”

>>26043379
You hope so.

>>26043379
I'm actually terrified but yeah, I hope so.

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>>26043022

"I just don't understand. My plan was flawless!"

>>26043549
10 out of fucking 10

>>26043549
>Maybe it needs more bat

“I’m a bit terrified, but yeah, I really hope so”
>”Terrified? Oh don’t be silly Gar, he’ll like you, I can feel it!”
“If you say so…”
>”Hey, don’t worry about it, no need to psych yourself out. Just act like a proper gentlecolt and you’ll be fine”
“I’ll break out my best tie, just for the occasion in that case”
>”See? That’s the spirit!”
>Both of your heads turn as the creaking of the office door sounds, your boss trotting out
>”Well, we should probably get to work. We can talk about this later”
“You bet she can. See you on break!”
>Bending down a bit you give her a quick hug, trotting off into the aisles to do your job
>Patrolling down the produce section, you hear the slipping of hooves coming around the corner
>Stopping, you wait patiently to see who the pony is, only to have a tease of a pegasus fill your vision
>”Gaaaar!”
“Hey Floral, what’s up?”
>”Oh Shade is such a cutie, you know that right? Look!”
>She turns around, lifting up a hind hoof into the air
>”It’s that just adorable? He painted my hooves for me!”
>Looking at her glossy hoof it's painted with a yellowish polish
>A small mango is present on it

>>26043988
Well that was nice of him.
Though I have to know, what else did you two do last night?

>>26043988
Cool. When did he do it?

Reminder that Shade was legitimately shoved up Floral's ass the entire way she walked home

“Cool! That was very nice of him huh?”
>”I’ll say, it’s so hard to find a stallion these days willing to do that while a mare can just kick back and relax”
“The mango is cute”
>”I know right? He spent like half an hour painting that thing!”
“Well I’m glad you two are getting along so well. Though I must know, what else did you to do last night?”
>”Oh you know, stuff”
“What kind of stuff?”
>”The Floral Special. I give it to all the new stallions”
>Her lips curl into a dangerous grin, eyebrows wiggling a bit
“Floral Special huh? What’s that involve?”
>”Usually a missing pony alert”
“…Oh”
>”But trust me, stallions LOVE it… Well, after they stop struggling of course~”
“Y-you know, I think I forgot to do the thing in the aisle so-“
>”Well slow down there honey…”
>As you go to turn away her sleek body darts around you, tail brushing against your chest as she does
>Before you can blink her smug face is right in front of you again
>”Heard you were going to visit Ast’s parents?”
“Yup. Tomorrow”
>”Well lucky for you, you’ve got an amazing friend who likes to get involved in other pony’s business!”
>She strikes a sultry little pose at her comment
>”I gave Ast a call last night and brought up the subject of her parents, see what I could get out of her. Apparently her dad is a massive hoofball fan, forgets about everything if it’s brought up in a conversation”

>>26044616
was a team mentioned? Did he used to play hoofball? Does he have a favorite player?

>>26044616
Nice work Floral. Anything else you could get?

“Really?”
>This sounds like good news. You might be able to whip out something hoofball related if a conversation starts to go south
>”Yup. Said she absolutely loves it”
“Well geez, tell me everything! Does he have a favorite team? A favorite player maybe?”
>”Uh, can’t help you with the player, but she said that he basically worships the Tigers”
“Tigers huh?”
>”Yeah. Apparently they’re a pretty mediocre team, but you know how stallions can get about sports”
“Well did he play hoofball at all?”
>”Yeah, he was part of the defensive line on his college’s team. Ast told me that he was pretty good at it too”
“Nice work Floral! Anything else you could get out of her?”
>”Um… well her mom really likes to dance, and has starred in a couple of musicals before. Other than that, all I could get from her was that she REALLY likes cats”
>Guess that’s where Ast gets it from
“Well I appreciate the info Floral, I really do. Is there any way I can repay you?”
>”Oh trust me, that dream last night was enough~”
“Wh-what?”
>She gives you wink before trotting off to do her job
>Speaking of job, you should probably go do yours
>… After that flustered blush goes away
>Time seems to move by pretty quickly today, ponies moving in and out of the store without incident
>Although you’re relieved that it’s been an easy day, especially with your fatigue, you still kind of wish that you could use this sweet taser
>Moving to the front of the store, you lazily look over to the counter, yawning a bit
>Ast seems to be watching a clock, counting down
>”Four... three… two… One!”
>She immediately rips off her apron
>”Break time!”

>>26045217
Wonder what she's so happy about. Guess she must be really hungry.

>>26045217
I could use a lunch break too.

>Trotting up stealthily you take her side while she carefully folds the uniform
“Well, what might you be so happy about?”
>”If you must know I’m a little hungry”
>Both of you look on curiously as her stomach growls quiet noticeably
>”Uh… heh. So yeah”
“Lucky for you, I think that I’m ready for a lunch brunch too”
>”Great! Let’s go get a bite to eat”
“Anywhere and particular you want to go?”
>”Nah, let’s just walk around until we find something”
>You remove your utility belt in a hurry, throwing it into the cabinet behind the counter with Ast’s apron before locking it
>Not wasting another second in the store you and your marefriend depart in search of sustenance
>Happily trotting down the sidewalks, the search for a proper eater begins
“So, the register been busy today?”
>”Eh, somewhat. Actually seems to be more ponies shopping lately”
“Wonder why that is?”
>”Well we’ve had a lot of sales out of the hardware department lately, a lot of spray paint and wood. I blame those protests personally”
“You even know what’s going on with those things?”
>”I have no idea, but I don’t really care. If they want to go tear up city hall then that’s their problem”
“Well, I-“
>The unmistakable sound of a radio crackling causes your ears to swivel, head soon following
>Across the street are two police stallions, both of them looking at you intently
>One of them seems to be fiddling with his radio as his eyes follow you