//------------------------------// // Chapter 4: Pushing Some Buttons // Story: High School Shenanigans // by Melancholy Angel //------------------------------// "TERRORIST WINS!" The announcer boomed in my ears. "DAMNIT!" I yelled, slamming my headset down onto the table. "kith_9703, you better watch out." I grumbled when the name of my killer shows up on the screen. Grr... "ALL RIGHT, LET'S GO!" The signal for the next match has just sounded. --------------------------------------------------------------------- "Come on...where are you terrorists?" I sighed as I stared down the scope of my rifle, looking around the map, ready to pull the trigger at the sight of an enemy. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a knife flicking and my character suddenly slumped over. "TITS!" I exclaimed when I realized that I've been knifed. "Dixon? Why are you yelling?" Luna suddenly popped up from behind me. "GAAH! DAMN IT LUNA! YOU ALMOST GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK!" I yelled. Now I know what you might say now, "Isn't it risky for a pony princess to walk around my house where my mother could see her?" Well no, not exactly. Because when I returned home, my mom stepped out of the house to go shopping with Aunt Tiffany, and she wouldn't be home until an hour or two from now so what better ways to spend that time other than go and play some Counter Strike? "Just... Shut up okay? You're disturbing me." "What is it that you're doing that makes you so...agitated?" She asked while pointing her hoof to the monitor. "And what is this?" "This is a form of entertainment. This...is video game." "Video game?" "Umm...how do I explain this...umm... You see this black box here?" I pointed to my computer case. "That is a computer, an electronic brain capable of handling hundreds of thousands of calculations in a blink of an eye! This-" "Are you sure that this small box is a computer? I'm sure a ‘computer’ meant a massive machine that took up an entire castle chamber." "Remember, technology. Our technology are hundred of years ahead of yours so it's no surprise that we humans can make a box that's small like this and yet still have over one thousand the processing power of your computers back in Equestria. Don't touch it." "Now, video games are...well.." I tried to think of an explaination but my mind came up with a blank. "You know what? Fuck it, it would be easier just to show you. Follow me." I left the match, closed the game and shut down the computer. Then I proceed to lead Luna out of my room. Where I'm going is 2 doors down, first door on the right. "Where are we going?" "You'll see." When I reached the door, I slowly turned the doorknob and pushed. "This... Is the game room." This, is the game room, where all the fun begins and ends right in this small room. To there left is big flatscreen TV with a whole bunch of consoles(Too many to keep track) hooked up to it and two stereo speakers on each side. And to the right is 2 armchairs with a small table in between, in case if someone wants to do co-op. Or in this case, introducing somepony to video games. At the front of the room is a bookshelf and 2 big storage boxes, but they ain't no ordinary storage boxes. These boxes contains thousands of dollars worth of games, so many that my dad brought those boxes when he ran out of space on the bookshelf. You can say that my dad's obsessed with games just like his obsession with coffee, but to a much lesser degree. But that doesn't stops him from spending thousands of dollars on games! It was totally worth it though, I've spent my childhood here playing my N64 and Playstation(That startup scared me as a kid). But those aren't what I'm going to play today. In fact, I'm just seeing this as an opportunity to play a game that I wanted to play but haven't got the time to. (Or I'm distracted by other games) My target is in the second box, the one with the orange cover. I opened the box and began searching. "Now where did I...No not there...Umm...Oh where did that darn thing went off to?" "What are you searching for?" Luna asked as she sat down on one of the armchairs. "Ah! There it is!" I finally pulled out a limited edition copy of Grand Theft Auto V from the huge stash of games, still in it's plastic wrapping. Good as new. "Aha! Grand Theft Auto Five!" I held up the game box as if it was made of gold. Well it's worth like gold, IT'S LIMITED EDITION THAT COMES WITH A FRICKIN MAP OF SAN ANDREAS! "Five?" "It's the fifth in the series. Came out sometime ago I think." I explained. " It's a game where you're free to do anything you want to. And I do mean anything..." I handed Luna the controller while turning on the TV. Set it to HDMI 2 and the Playstation 3 boot up sequence flashed on the screen which was followed by a very powerful sound. After inserting the game disc into the console, I let it run by it's own. Rockstart Intro Followed by Rockstar North AND A GODDAMN 8GB INSTALL! It was like, 10 or 15 minutes before we could start the first mission. "So what do I do?" "See this?" I held up the controller, "This is used to input controls and commands for the character to do. It's designed for human hands but I guess that your magic can hold it just as good. Here, hold this." "Now...Let's get started." --------------------------------------------------------------------- Ludendorff, North Yankton, nine years ago. "Ludendorff?" Luna questioned. "It's the name of a city, somewhere to the north(you don't say?). I think." I replied. ~"Get down there!" Oh shit, first mission and we're already robbing a bank? HELL YES! ~"Alright everybody pays attention, no one gets hurt." ~"Aarrgh! Open the door! Or they'll get worse than hurt!" Every Grand Theft Auto should start off like this! Start off with a bank heist! Fuck yes! "Are we commiting a crime?!" Luna exclaimed. "This is wrong! Yet... it is exciting! No... calm down, Luna. It's only a game. Now what do I do?" "Read what's on the screen, on the top left corner of the TV. It'll give you instructions." "What kind of weapons are those? They don't look in any way frightening." She asked as she was instructed to aim at the hostage to make them move. "For a pony, yes. But to a human, that's the most scariest weapon in our course of history." "Why?" I kept silent. ~"All set. Phone it in." As Luna bring out the phone, she noticed the contact's name was "Detonate". "Detonate? That's a strange name." "It's not a name, it's umm... Just do what it tells you to do." After Luna phoned in the denotation, a cutscene played where the door of a safe was blown off it's hinges that made Luna jumped a little bit. Some intense music began to play as Luna entered the doors. When Luna entered the safe, I whistled as Michael placed the money in the bag. That's a whole lot of cash, must be worth millions. ~"Oh...There's enough here for all of us to enjoy!" "Is this particular person talking about the wad of papers? I'm afraid that I don't see any form of value in these." "We humans use paper to print our money, cheaper and faster unlike pressing small images of someone's head on coins." "I see..." $179,500? That's all? I expected more than that but money still money right? As Luna exited the safe, she was ambushed by a security guard. "What do I do!?" She exclaimed. "Follow the instructions, do what it says." As she changed to 'T'(Which is Trevor obviously), she was prompt to take out the guard holding Michael. When she pulled the trigger, she yelped as Trevor blow the head of the security guard clean off, killing him instantly. With wide eyes she dropped the controller, realizing what she had just done. She had taken her first life in Grand Theft Auto V. "Now this is why those people back there were so afraid when you point it at them." "What have I done!?" She exclaimed. "Its just a game! Relax Luna! It's not real!" I assured her, picking up the controller from the floor, I handed it back to her and said. "Now let's continue okay? We ain't got all day here you know." She took a deep breath before holding the controller back in her magical hold.(Someone really needs to give a specific term for this) As she looked upon the body of the security guard, she sighed. ""No... I did not mean to... Can I aid in any way? Surely there are health items to assist..." She looked around, seeing nothing that could function as health items. Well duh, even if she found one, she could only use them for herself and not the gaurd who was already dead! "No it appears not. I am sorry, but our plans must not delay. Forgive my transgression" With that, and she continued down the corridor of the bank to where Michael and Brad were waiting. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When the shutter is drawing up, I snatched the controller away from Luna to which she yelled. "Hey!" "You have been playing for the last few minutes! I haven't got a turn yet!" As the trio exited the garage, I noticed the number of stars on the top right hand corner. 5 stars huh? Dis gon b gud "SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKERS! HAHAHAHA!" I yelled as I took down cops after cops like a crazed psychopath.(Trevor is in someway a psychopath, he's just sitting on the fence between sane and psychotic. And he's leaning against the psychotic side of the fence. ~"Don't be as dumb as you look." ~"You just answered the wrong call!" ~"Blame the one who called you here!" I got to give it to Rockstar for this epic prologue mission. Puts you right into the action immeditately, this seems more like a scene from a movie than a video game! Holy shit. "Give it back!" Luna yelled as she tried to grab the controller back from me. "Don't disturb me! I'm playing here!" I pushed her away. When the car got hit by the train after taking a right, Luna did managed to snatch the controller from my hand. "HEY! I WAS PLAYING THAT!" I said as I reached out to grab the controller back. "Get away from me!" Luna yelled as she kicked me away while taking down another cop. "Take that you coltcuddler!" "It's my game system! I have every rights to stop you from playing my game!" I said as I reached out for the controller again, to which she replied by kicking me away. For a mare, she sure can kick really hard. Ouch... "WELL FINE! Let's see how much you suck!" I yelled as I shook my hand in pain. ~"FUCK YOU! Fuck you! FUCK YOU FUCK YOU!" Trevor screamed as he fired upon the police. I sat back in my armchair looking sulky at Luna as she took down another officer. Now I know how my brother must have felt when we're hogging the controller when deciding on who was going to play Super Mario 64. Heh, I still remember those good o' days. How immature the both of us were back then. But I really expected more for a princess which is over a thousand years old! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ After the prologue mission, a cutscene was played where Michael's(fake) funeral was held. "Wait, isn't he dead?" Luna asked when she saw Michael observing 'his' funeral from a distance. "He faked his death, somehow." As the cutscene faded into black, the logo for Grand Theft Auto 5 faded on the screen before fading out again and bringing us to a cutscene with an older Michael Townley/De Santa now in a psychiatrist office. While Luna was distracted by the cutscene, I took this chance to go ahead and skip it. "Hey! I was watching that!" She yelled when the cutscene suddenly skipped to Lamar and Franklin. Then she raised her eyebrows and asked something that almost made me facepalm. "How did he became so tan so quickly?" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Idiots! I am a princess and therefore am immune to your laws! Let me pass or it will not end well for you!" Luna yelled as she avoided colliding with a cop car later on in the mission. "It's just a game Luna! They don't care if you're a princess or not! Now get your ass out of there or else it would not end well FOR YOU!" "Oh no!" She exclaimed when she crashed into a tree, not sure on what to do. "Help me Dixon!" Sighing, I took the controller from her and reversed the vehicle before doing a wicked 180 and speed off in the other direction. "There you go! Pretty simple ain't it?" I said as I returned her the controller. "Thank you, I guess." She replied. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ~"You are a racist and I don't like you, and I will not sell you this car. I will not." "You make my skin crawl you neo-nazi." "What's a neo-nazi?" Luna asked. Uh oh, I don't like explaining to her about the Nazis. "I don't know." I lied. ~"This racist insulted me..." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ~" Ah, nigga don't hate me just because I'm beautiful, nigga." "Maybe if you got that old yee-yee ass haircut you got you'd get some bitches on yo dick. Oh, better yet, maybe Tanisha'll call your dog-ass if she ever stop fucking with that brain surgeon or lawyer she fucking with." " Niggaaa ." "Nicker? Why would he call me that? Are you saying I am a laugh? Perhaps a laughingstock? I would like to shoot this person!" "No, you can't shoot this person. He's a friend, he's just addressing you as his friend. It's a friendly term for-" "DIXON! I'M HOME!" My mom called from downstairs. "SHIT! CODE RED! CODE RED! ABORT! ABORT! PANIC STATION! PANIC STATION!" I yelled as I switched off the power to the Playstation. I don't care if I'm losing any unsaved progress, I'm not suppose to be playing video games without my mother's permission! "Oh no! What should we do?" Luna got up from her seat and looked around nervously. "Do what you do everyday! Turn into a cat!" I yelled as I turned off the TV and put the remote back to it's original spot. With a flash, Luna turned into Tom and got out of the room quickly soon followed by me. "Hi mom! How are you?" I asked nervously from the stairs. "I'm fine Dixon, did you remember to do your homework?" My mom asked. "Yes I did." "Could you help me with these bags?" She pointed to the shopping bags around her feet. Oh. My. God. That's ALOT of shopping bags. Jesus, how much did she spent altogether? I'm going to pity my dad for her credit card bills, maybe I shouldn't, because he just got a raise recently. Welp, back to my old life then.