Yam’s eyes opened like a theatre curtain rising to reveal the latest silver screen production. His ears rang like abused watchtower bells and tiny, cruel demons kicked the back of his eyeballs, which caused his head to thud in time to the ring-a-ding-dinging. Before his eyes could even focus, he could smell equine misery, a scent he was all too familiar with after having spent time overseas. Sweat, urine, feces, the stench of bodies that hadn’t bathed in far too long, the telling reek of

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A major twist is coming in, Together, They Fight Crime.

If you've been paying attention, it won't seem so much like a major twist as it will a logical outcome. I am positive that some folk will be thrown for a loop, while others will rub their chins and say, "Oh. That. I see."

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Sizzling sidewalks made ponies prance with every step and the entire city baked in oppressive heat. The glass, steel, and concrete made for hot, unfriendly surfaces, and the many air conditioners only added to the scorching temperatures that seared the air that everypony had no choice but to fill their lungs with. Even the water fountains—with their pipes buried beneath the streets and sideways—only had hot water to offer thirsty passers-by.

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It smelled hot and unpleasant, like semen-soaked sheets with hot sauce and a side of thunderstorm. Yam couldn’t believe that he was about to do this and every burro present was giving him a curious, expectant look. He had been warned that it was hot, this concoction was as hot as the fires of Tartarus and consuming this sludge would feel an awful lot like dying. Supposedly, this stuff in the bowl, whatever it was, would be so hot that his spirit would step out of his body to

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Together, They Fight Crime is now a thing. Expect a weird romp. It'll be short, real short, and a lot of fun.