Fallout: Equestia – Unscrewed Audio Files

by MuseoSansPony


Audio Log #023: Showdown

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**whispering** I’m here. The pipbuck tag lead me to–to Green-Med Pharmaceuticals Manufacturing Plant. The builders must have been really short on space, I’ll 99% sure the ground here is artificial–as in there is no mountain beneath us. Just a drop down to Zebratown.

**clothes rustling**door opening**door closing**echoing hoofsteps**

(Unknown Pony) **very raspy**Over the loudspeakers** So, you finally arrive.

Who are you? What do you want with me? The data you took is only important to me, no pony else is alive to care about it.

(Unknown Pony) **very raspy**Over the loudspeakers** Wow, here I thought you’d have figured it out by now. Ever since I saw the real you emerge from your cell–not the helpless loon you were, barking like a dog and slobbering all over the place. You are rather smart.

H-how did you see me leave my cell, there were no other sane ponies–sane ghouls–in the hospital.

(Unknown Pony) **very raspy**Over the loudspeakers** What green-Med would acquire a drug testing site in the boonies of Equestria and not have a way to watch and monitor our subjects from out true base of operations?

Cameras.

(Unknown Pony) **very raspy**Over the loudspeakers** Yes, though the feed went dead a week ago, I saw all I needed. The true power of Cortexamine.

So you’re a scientist from Green-Med? What purpose do you have to torment me?

(Unknown Pony) **very raspy**Over the loudspeakers** I’m not really a scientist, though I did have everypony fooled into thinking I was a doctor. If you haven’t figured out who I am by now, then you really do have a screw loose, Screw-for-brains.

Vial?

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**Distant automatic door opening**

(Vial) **very raspy**hooves clapping** Very good.

I just wanted the stable 1 list. I just need to know my sister is ok. Why did you do this?

(Vial) **very raspy** Ah, right to the point. Well, simple really. You are my test subject. I had to see how you dealt with this grand new Equestria–test the extent of Cortexamine. And well, it is also fun. I know you’d look for your sister. I knew you’d go to Canterlot. I was elated that Bedside survived too. I told him you’d be along shortly. The Manehatten trek was planned by good old Pinkie Pie, I just needed a pipbuck for you to track.

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You're a sociopath.

(Vial) **very raspy** My findings are rather conclusive. You are fit to be by myside. We shall rule this new Equestria. No pinks or Princesses or Calzone family to get in our way. You called us ghouls. We are more than that. We are Cortexaphan Ghouls! The only true ghouls. The others are made by chance, we were made as a way to preserve our lives. We were destined for this gift.

Like I’d ever stand by and rule over anything with you. You are a vile, despicable, equine. Ponies like should have died when the megaspells fell–You and Bedside. I fixed the error with Bedside, it is your turn.

(Vial) **very raspy** You ungrateful bitch! If it weren’t for Green-Med, you would not be here. We made Cortexaphan. We made you. I change my mind, I liked you better acting as a dog. So much more obedient–As Bedside proved. Maybe I’ll even partake in some of that when I get you back to your old state. I steel beam to the back of the head, right? **raspy grunt**

**plink***plink**plunk**BWOOM**panicked gallops**screeching metal**BLANGLGLGLGLLANG**rumble**cough**cough**cough**

(Vial) **very raspy** **inequine wail** Stay still! **raspy grunt**

**plink***plink**plunk**BWOOM**panicked gallops**screeching metal**BLANGLGLGLGLLANG**rumble**CRACK**CRACK**

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(Vial) **very raspy**across the room** Here, Screwy. You a good little doggie again? If so, come here and I’ll give you your favorite treat.

**cough**cough**cough** Not even close. **rumble** Here is a lesson in architecture. If you want to build an artificial terrace to expand a city build on a mountain, you can. It takes a lot–and I mean a lot of well crafted supports to prevent it from simply falling off the mountain.

(Vial) **very raspy**across the room** What are you going on about?

**rumble**CRACK** It might also be helpful to build in an area that doesn’t experience sysmic activity–Like Sanfransicolt for instance. They can’t build anything like the industrial district of Canterlot. Too many earthquakes. Canterlot is no near an active fault line. It experiences no, earthquakes and is not earthquake proof–well not all of it some parts were likely megaspell proofed in the war and the processes are fairly similar.

(Vial) **very raspy**across the room** Shut up! **inequine wail**raspy grunt**

**plink***plink**plunk**BWOOM**panicked gallops**screeching metal**BLANGLGLGLGLLANG**BOOM**rumble**CRACK**rumble**CRACK**

This section of the city was not since most companies moved manufacturing plants to other, cheaper cities–it is basic economics, why spend thousands of bits to be capital based when when it is cheaper to be based in the Hoof?

Your grenades have been causing mini earthquakes in a part of the city not built for that. **rumble** And Celestia only knows how the littlehorn stuff has been affecting the supports

**pipbuck sound**SATS sound**BANG**ping**

(Vial) **very raspy**across the room** Ha! You missed! Even if you hit, I’d just resurrect.

I wasn’t aiming for you. I was aiming for the coolant hose for the generator.

**Alarm begins to sound**

(Vial) **very raspy** You bitch!

If decapitation can end a resurrector, and explosion should also do the trick

**Alarm sounds continue**

If you ask me, your name should be spelled "V-i-l-e", it is more fitting.

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