Episode 47: Entering The Video Game Weapon Factory!!! (The Final Knights Arc Part 3)
Special Opening Theme:
Kersey's Comment
"I will have to use stealth instead..." you say before jumping off the Gargoyle with a FUS RO DAH knocking down all below you before following it up with a downward slam of the Boomstick into the ground, knocking back the ponies in front of you.
Bugze! What are you doing?!
Not even noticing her, you proceed to jump onto a nearby wagon, get ahold of a device that looks like a box with a long tube attached to it, and proceed to start firing on everypony in the room while roaring,
"SSTTTTTEEAAAAALLLLLLTTTTTTHHHHH!!!!"
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!?! Selena yells, horrified at the carnage.
"They can't see you if they're dead right? STEALTH MOTHERBUCKERS!!!" you yell as you continue turning all these lunatics into chunky salsa...
BUGZE!!!
BACK TO REALITY
You are snapped back, revealing that you are still on the gargoyle shaking your head.
WHAT THE BUCK WAS THAT! You and Selena both exclaim.
Don't look at me, Sombra says druggedly, I'm busy watching the Paris wedding Season 2 finale.
Kill! KILL! MORE BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GODS!!!
Selena!
I'm trying Bugze, but it's harder keeping two voices out then just one!
You give a mental sigh before thinking,
Okay, okay, sorry. But for now just focus on the new one, Mr. Humie is too drugged up to do anything.
If you say so, I'll put most of my focus on blocking out this new voice, but I'll still check on Sombra from time to time to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid.
You nod your head before you look back out over the room before you, and the first thing that comes to your head is...
Grey Rebl's Comment
The ceiling is HIGH. Whoever made this place, they must have put a dent in Kersey’s absurd bank account. Heck, how far did you fall back in the air duct?! Even so, the fact that something like this is under the madhouse that is the Asylum? It’s unsurprising. And cliche. Besides, Outlast did it better.
Secondly, there’s so many odd machines and large box-like rooms, and they’re pretty much littering the wide open space that is this facility. And some of them glow. Whatever they do, making video game items or whatever, they are definitely volatile...aside from the other dangerous weapons that the Crimson Knights are holding. And the equipment, too. When you peer through one of the windows with Zoom!, you can see some ponies on lab coats testing what looks like a freaking cryo gun!
Thirdly: Where is all the good stuff?
Bugze, don’t get too excited, Selena chastises.
“What? I lost my inventory, and I’m practically down most of my arsenal. I need my variety,” you whisper. You then smile. “Besides, it’s not like these guys will need them when I shut this place down.”
Selena just sighs as she senses all your hype. You don’t care. In your excitement you jump down in a classic superhero pose. You smile smugly as you get out of the pose and look around...only to quickly lose that smug smile as you see a group of Knights staring at you in shock who seem about ready to grab their weapons. Thinking quickly you yell out,
Kersey's Comment
"Donald Trumpkin and Haylory Clanton are great honest choices for Mayor! Trickle-down economics work! THE PREQUELS ARE BETTER THAN THE ORIGINAL TRILOGY!"
There is a few seconds of tense silence before they just let out a sigh, put down their weapons, and walk away from you. Some of them mumbling about just how crazy you are.
You let out a sigh of relief before quickly leaving the scene and begin to investigate the area all stealth like...For reals this time.
Grey Rebl's Comment
A FEW MOMENTS LATER
After sneaking your way through what appears to be a few training rooms, shooting ranges, and isolated testing rooms, you lean back against the inside of a crate. You forego the usual box stratagem and instead use an empty crate. Selena argues that you’re just using the same method, but a different kind of container. Normally, she would try to convince you with all her might when you don’t listen (yet again), but this time...this time it’s working.
“Who would think that this place is so unorganized?” you mutter. Boxes litter everywhere near every room, making it the perfect camouflage for your boxtrot method. Be they clean or unclean, a few Crimson Knights appear too eager to care, giddily trying out the weapons on the shooting range. Why they leave these crates full of weaponry out in the open in a hazardous place and not clean after themselves, you don’t know.
You can't help but feel a bit jealous for that kind of carelessness. And then you feel guilty about feeling guilty.
Suddenly, you hear a pair of hoof steps and you freeze.
“Maaan! This is the best!” says a voice outside your view.
"You said it bro," the second voice concurs.
“I told you they were the best leaders to be assigned to. Sure Grey Rebl and Erised run this place like a dictatorship, but on the other hand they needed a few hooves to keep the place running and to try out the merchandise!”
To your bitterness, the two lean against the very same crate you’re hiding in. You repress a sigh, recognizing this familiar scenario from your infiltration attempt into the Extra Lives Gang. It's not going to end like end the same way this time, you've learned your lesson, but your patience is still not all that good. On the plus side, you hear some interesting tidbits.
“And to think, I almost joined Kichi for his video game weapons! But Wow! This is where he got the actual stuff huh?”
“Yeeeaaah. This is the better deal though. I knew a guy in Kichi's operation, he mostly just bought those for his own pleasure. The only "fun" stuff my buddy got to do was to work with creepy as Tartarus animatronics."
"That sucks. Also, why did Kichi even have to buy stuff that other Crimson Knights made?”
“Because it takes money to make all this stuff. I guess its Management’s way of putting all of us to work and being productive. Which is stupid, I know.” You pretty much hear the guy smile. “Buuut in here, you get to use them for free! All you have to do is enlist yourself into “training” and start shooting. If you feel like a good enough daredevil, you can sign up for testing out the prototypes. 1 out of 5 times, you’ll probably explode or go crazy.”
Huh. That does sound like a sweet deal. However, for some reason, there’s anger coursing through you. Wait, no, that’s Selena. You feel concern for a bit, but the pair of Crimson Knights continue on.
“Errr, just like that Maneiac gal?”
“Yep. Some of us cosplay, but it’s so worth it! Although that mare is actually one of the crazies from the Asylum above us. We're arming them for some reason. Anyways, the only problem is that there’s so many of us here for that reason. You can pretty much say that about a fifth of active Crimson Knights are here.”
You can’t repress the gleeful grin. Jackpot! Not just another two Knight Leaders, but a majority of what's left of the Crimson Knights? This is a grand opportunity! Oh, this bounty is going to leave you a lot of wealth!
“Woohoo! Grey Rebl must be having it good with so many of us!”
“Nah.” Suddenly, the mood changes. “Buck that guy. He’s always ruining our fun and putting up that rule on item capacity. He even beat up a guy who was trying get all the colors of the rainbow with those lightsabers. He’s so crazy, he gets THERAPY. Like, he’s a General for crying out loud!” The speaker tries but fails to stifle a sudden burst of laughter. “So whenever he leaves for therapy up in the surface, we go nuts.”
“Duuude!” The other cries out scandalously.
You’re not sure to feel sorry or fortunate. Whoever Grey is, he’s either a horrendous leader or an overworked babysitter with undisciplined foals. Then again, none of the Knights you've face so far were very good leaders.
The rest of the conversation from there consists of complaints of their supposed Leader and their escapades involving all the stuff that they use, each one setting the anger in Selena to astute levels.
Fortunately, they leave before her breaking point comes. However, you need to know what’s up.
Okay, what’s the deal, Selena? It feels like you're giving off heat in there.
It’s these foals! Selena hisses. I should have realized it sooner! From the first changeling Knight Leader all to the way down to the Brown Mutt, they were never serious in their endeavors. Instead, they treat it like it’s some joke or party! And Equestria fears that these Crimson Knights would ruin their peace? They would sooner trip on a landmine.
Technically they already did ruin the peace, you point out. When another surge of anger comes from her, you quickly try to divert her attention. Er, is it really that much of a problem for you?
I just---There’s so much firepower right in front of us! And they just treat them like toys and act so irresponsibly! All this power, and they squander it on trivial bullspit?!
You know, I kind of do the same thing now that I think of it...
You don’t count. I can just simply GONG you for what it’s worth, GONG until you can’t even think about doing anything!
Shutting up! you rapidly think in fear of the GONG. Oh Luna, not the GONG!
You decide to enter one of the rooms in what appears to be a storage area. The room you are entering in particular seems to be a different from the rest. You’re gaming instincts can only assume a lot of things, but it drives your curiosity to action.
When you enter, your jaw drops.
"Oh sweet smoking mamba jamba!" you gasp at what you see.
Plasmids, Plasmids everywhere. On the pristine white shelves of the room, potion after potion are labeled neatly.
"Holy Gacumole, is this where they came from?"
Perhaps. Who else but an insane person would create something as destructive as what you're using?
You nod at this as you take off the crate to get a better look at the majesty before you.
“Bioshock 1, Bioshock 2, and even the Infinity series!” you exclaim. You see all of the Plasmids and Vigors you've drunk that rewrote a bit of your DNA to give you fantastic power. You even see the Murder of Crows you replaced for the vastly superior Insect Swarm You tear up at how all these bottles together looks.
Then again, you already have a whole slew of plasmids on you. In fact, you’ve already filled enough to unlock your Mix Up Smash. But still, there are so many to choose from, and you can’t even have the time to choose! If only you have your Inventory, then you could take them all, if not to keep them out of the hooves of the Knights, then to add to your collection.
You don't have your inventory...but you do have pockets.
I may not be able to grab all of them, but that doesn't mean I can't take some of them!
Smiling madly you rush up and grab three bottles. One labeled with an Electric Eel, one with a Pony's Head on Fire, and another with a Snowing Cloud and stuff them into one of your pockets.
Bugze, what is the point of taking those? You already have a full arsenal and you'd have to replace something if you do drink them, so what's the point?
You shake your head slightly at this before you say,
Oh my poor, sweet, naïve Selena, it's quiet simple really. I do have a full arsenal of Plasmids. But these three are Tonics.
And that's different how?
Tonics effect the body more personally, they aren't offensive, but rather defensive. Armored Shell is a tonic, and it's made my hide stronger. Electric Flesh, Equine Inferno, and Frozen Field will give me more resistance to my own arsenal. Plus, Tonics aren't plasmids and won't replace anything
Selena is about to reply as you reach out to open the door, but you find it locked.
“Are you bucking kidding me?! Who makes these doors one way?!” You slam your hooves repeatedly on the door to see if it’s just a trick of the senses. When it is not, you curse as you rear back a hoof. “Oooh, I hope nobody hears this. Falcon---!”
Suddenly, the door opens. Surprised, you fall forwards with a yelp and land roughly on your muzzle. When you look up, you meet face to face with a...janitor?
Quack's warning and the violent undertakings that occurred in that one hallway about a certain janitor ring into your mind.
“Lost or something?” he says gruffly. The moment he opens his mouth, you see his braces and hear his lisp.
From some reason, that actually takes out the battle readiness from you.
Still, it doesn't make you panic any less.
You can’t see his mane under his janitor’s hat, but he’s most definitely a boring brown unicorn, the dull blue jumpsuit only making him look even simpler. The janitor frowns as he looks down on your fallen form.
You quickly scramble to your hooves and stutter an excuse. “H-hey! You the janitor guy, right? Wow! Nice to meet ya. Good day outside, right?” Que internal facehooving.
The janitor just stares at you. “The outside is closed from the facility along with the asylum,” he states.
“Ahahaha! Yeah! That’s right. Just checking, y’know?” Slowly, you inch backwards, letting the janitor step in. You would run or try to knock him out, but doing anything to set off the crazy janitor and the possibly volatile plasmids around you would be pretty bad.
Bugze, you are an idiot. Selena is probably dragging her hoof down her face right now, but you don’t have the time to nurse you minuscule amount of pride. Right now, you’re just trying to not accidentally set off a metaphorical bomb and make a scene, thus destroying your relatively successful sneak mission.
“So! Uh, what are you doing here?” you say.
“I’m here to clean.” Well, duh. The Knight Leaders are rounding up all the crazies to be armed, so of course the one guy that made that one megalomanical scene is here, too!
“And I just so happened to be around when I heard some banging on the door,” the Janitor finishes.
“Right. Right,” you end lamely. The janitor just looks bored. Probably at your lackluster performance. Running out of ideas, you flash out your best disarming smile. It’s probably not working, seeing as how you're wearing your mask and all.
The janitor just glances around, inspecting the shelves, when there appears to be nothing amiss, he sighs. “Okay, are you new here? Too many newbies get themselves locked around here.”
This surprises you. Wait, this guy is a part of the Knights and he won't burst into a violent fit? Is it that easy?
You stutter,
“Y-yeah. Yeah! I’m new. Just, um, looking for something to do!”
The janitor raises a questioning brow, but he then says boredly, “Anyways, it seems you haven’t made a mess, so you can leave.”
You blink as the janitor steps out of the room with door open. Huh. Barely had to do anything.
When you step out, you see a cart of cleaning supplies, typical of a janitor's arsenel.
The janitor suddenly calls out to you. “Oh, by the way…” When you turn to face him---the end of a mop is thrust towards your face! It suddenly stops right before meeting the bridge of your masked muzzle. You don't flinch, but your eyes widen, staring at the mop in shock. You can practically sense the Killing Intent brimming from the broom. When you find the will to look away from the mop head to the janitor, you see the feral look that crosses the janitor's face. A chill runs up your spine.
“Make a mess on this floor, then I’ll make a mess out of YOU.” He then shoots a maniacal grin, showing his braces. “We clear?”
Aaand the braces killed it yet again. You barely repress an indecisive gulp and nod, trying your best to look intimidated. “Crystal.”
He continues to stare for a few more moments, but he eventually lets down his killer mop, allowing you to breathe in relief. He seems to buy it. “At least you seem to have some sense, unlike everyone else,” the janitor mutters.
I must disagree, unfortunately.
Leave me aloooone! You weep out internally.
Suddenly, there are sounds of several breaking bottles followed by a few outcries, quickly accompanied by a group of laughter, echoed from wherever the ensuing smoke came from, which you can even see polluting the high ceiling and covering a few lights. The janitor snorts angrily as he stares up at the smoke. "It seems more cleaning must be done." A dark chuckle sounds from him as he then trots towards whatever mess was made before saying over his shoulder, “Stay out of littering and have a good day,” and leaves out of sight, dragging his cart along.
You exhale, slumping by a crate. "Jeez, what the buck? Is the crazy janitor thing an act or not?"
It makes sense, though. Someling from the Crimson Knights has to act as a physical relay between the Asylum and the Video Game Weapons Facility. Chances are, there are more of them, and you've probably met them. Who else would listen to the intercoms when a crazy like Erised is speaking through them?
"...Although Grey Rebl is definitely arming the crazies, I don't wanna know what arming that guy would do. This world doesn't need anything similar to the Nightmare. Not this time."
Bugze...
"Well!" You quickly stand back up. "Better keep moving."
You grab your crate and continue with the sneaking.
Erised the ink-moth's Comment
With your boxy camouflage hiding you from the swarms of Knight grunts, you're able to move about the area pretty freely, assuming you don't bump into anyone or knock things over. Actually... you do end up knocking things over on accident, but there's so much going on, and so much noise from the machines that no one bothers to take notice.
Trying to trail that mad pegasus that stole your stuff has proven to be harder than you thought. That flying rat can really disappear when he wants, and being on the ground level makes it even tougher.
Peeking out of your crate, you find you're near one of the shooting ranges, and a group of grunts are heading towards it to test out a fresh batch of weapons.
"A'ight bros, lesse which one o' us has is the best crack shot," one of them, a unicorn says in a thick cockney accent.
"Whatever. Let's get this over with," another rolls his eyes as they lock, load, and line up.
The first brings his weapon to bear; it's the Binary Rife from Haylo 4. He kicks a button on the floor and a pair of cardboard targets spring up. You note with a bit of horror that the targets are painted to look like royal guards.
Two shots hit dead on before the unicorn pauses to reload. More cardboard guards pop up as their predecessors drift away as ashes. Five more shots get fired off with deadly accuracy before the sixth one finally misses, causing the grunt to curse as his buddies jeer at him for it.
"Move over... lemme show ya how it's done," you hear the distinct chittering voice of a changeling say. He sets himself up and hits the start button, but waits longer and longer until all the targets pop up. When he finally draws his weapon you see why; it's the Wunderwaffe DG-2 from Call of Duty Zombies!
One shot of lightning hits the first target before chaining to each target behind it, effectively frying every one of them at once. The changeling tilts back the gun and blows the smoke off it's muzzle.
"Oi! That's bloody cheating and you know it!"
"Someone's a sore loser," the changeling quips before being shoved out of the way by... a crystal pony? There are crystal ponies in the Knights?!
"Alright you casuals, it's time to show you what someone with some actual skill can do," he says before pulling out the Golden Gun from Goldeneye and the De-bug Megapistol from Fallout.
"Oh yeah, sure Mr. Retro. We're the casuals. Says the guy using those instakill abominations," the cockney unicorn snarks.
The crystal pony just mutters under his breath while the targets pop up. He hits nearly everything that pops up, but just like the unicorn sniper, he misses the very last one, causing the changeling to jump for joy knowing he's won their little contest, having hit the most targets.
Meanwhile you watch with a mixture of fangasming over seeing the weapons you've come to know and love get used in real life, and horror at how easily they were able to slaughter those cardboard guards. You were hoping to nick something new for your arsenal, but everything here seems like it was made specifically to kill. All the more imperative that you shut this place down before any of this stuff can be put to use.
Just then you realize the someone else is walking towards the shooting range. It's another changeling, so different from the first; he's pale, gaunt and scarred, and there's a grim blackness in his eyes that gives you shivers; even the grunts seem afraid of him.
Behind him, he drags a stallion in a lab coat tied to a chair, struggling and screaming through his mouth gag. "Oh shut up." The pale changeling punts him in the stomach before setting him up in the middle of the firing range. "You've been resisting me from the very beginning Doctor Nettle, don't think I've been blind to your actions. You're trying to find a cure for the others, a way to free them from my control. Feeling guilty that you betrayed them in the first place perhaps? It doesn't matter. You're beyond useless to me now; you're a liability."
Erised motions to the other grunts and they slide over a weapon's crate, from which he pulls out some kind of shotgun
Oh sweet Celestia, tell me they're not about to... you think to yourself, already thinking of how best to spring into action.
"H-hey boss..." the crystal pony stammers, "Erised right? We're not really going to-"
"Shut!" Erised points the gun in the crystal pony's face. "Up!" he finishes and slowly drifts the end of the barrel to the Doctor instead.
The Doctor spits out his gag and starts pleading with them. "You're insane!" he screams before turning his gaze to the other three. "H-hey! You three! Erised doesn't give a buck about any of us, we're all scum to him! He's gonna have everypony fight it out with Celestia and her guards, and then he'll just kill whoever's left over! I've seen how many clones he's made of himself, he's going to kill all of us! You've gotta believe me!"
Clones? Erised can clone himself? you think, already sliding into position to pounce.
Okay, I gotta save this guy now. He said he was trying to cure Erised's mind control. There's no telling how much he knows, not to mention these psychos are going to flipping murder him! I'm gonna beat the crazy out of Erised right here right now!
Bursting out of your cover and leaping towards the Knight leader in the blink of an eye, you rear back and strike him right in the head. "FALCON PUNCH!"
Skull caving under the hit for a fraction of a second, Erised then explodes into a shower of pitch black blood, splattering everywhere, on your clothes, in your eyes, and all over the grunts.
It takes a second for what just happened to register. But when it does-
"Oh buck!" you scream. "Oh buck. Oh buck. Oh BUCK NO! I didn't mean to kill him, I just wanted to clock him real good! What have I done!?"
Heh heh ha ha ha... Do you like my ink clones? comes a familiar sinister voice in your head. Hello...bounty hunter.
"Wh-what?" you sputter out loud.
"It's really IS you isn't it? The Crimson Vengeance, here at last. You're here to witness us as justice gets served, finally. Perhaps you'd even like to partake? Here, this one's all yours."
Suddenly you feel your body stiffen, and your hoof start to grasp for the strange shotgun-like weapon. "H-hey! No! What's going on? Selena help!" You listen into your mind, but all you hear are the sounds of... drowning? "Selena?" you ask fearfully.
Suddenly your hoof extends outward, pressing the weapon to the stallion's head like Erised before you. The grunts surrounding you mimic the movements perfectly, powerless to Erised's will.
You jerk and twist and fight with everything you have, but your body barely budges and inch, the weapon barely shudders. The stallion is in no position to move, and you scream in frustration as Erised... that sick bastard is about to make you take a life!
"No dammit, NO!"
Why do you resist? More than a thorn in my side, this stallion betrayed his colleges so that he would be safe. He helped me by injecting them with syringes full of my blood, so that I would spare him. Is he the kind of pony that deserves to live? Are any of them? Erised asks, and your hoof involuntarily twitches on the trigger, The Hooded Offender wouldn't let someone so dangerous live. You should learn from him Bounty Hunter. Learn what it's like to be a true hero.
You grit your teeth and start tearing yourself away from the stallion through sheer force of will. "The Offender...Would...Never..."
Oh but he would. Why do all you ponies not see? Or perhaps you just deny it Erised interrupts you. Let me remind you and all of your kind what he does to his enemies
Suddenly and to your horror, your body snaps back to the Doctor and before you can react, pulls the trigger. You can only stare in shock as a concussive blast carries the stallion through the air and slams him into the wall at the end of the range.
You hear a gasp for air in your head, BEGONE!!! cries Selena as she emerges.
What? What is...
Erised is forced out and control of your body is returned to you. At the same time you drop the gun, the grunts fall to the floor unconscious, leaving you as the only one standing.
Bugze! Bugze are your alright?! She asks frantically, So much at once... I felt like I was drowning under all that ink. What happened? Why are you-
"I... I didn't mean to," you whimper. "He made me do it. That SICK FREAK ERISED MADE ME K-... kill an innocent doctor." You sink to your knees as the words leave your mouth. "He made me kill a guy. Just like I did in Fillydelphia. I... I can't believe it."
Bugze, it was not your fault, Selena comforts you. We will find Erised, and make him pay.
You hear her, but you still feel bad. You weren't strong enough to resist, and somepony else payed the price. You can't stop staring at that doctor as he lays crumpled against the wall. Not moving, laying limply, gasping for air...Wait...
You feel your heart skip a beat and jumping up to your hooves you gallop over to him as fast as you can. You shake him a bit and he moans, looking up at you with a pained expression, but an alive one.
"Y-you're alive? You're alive!" you shout for joy.
He manages a small grin of his own and asks for your help getting up. He has a nasty bruise and cut along his head, but his skull is still intact.
Whatever gun you used didn't actually appear to fire a projectile.
Sighing happily, you drag him to a darkened area and question him.
It turns out that he was one of the staff in the asylum, and admits that what Erised says was true. He was afraid for his life, and because of that he submitted to Erised's demands, allowing him to brainwash essentially everyone in Arkhay, inmate and staff alike. But he also says that he's been working on a cure, a way to nullify Erised's blood magic without having to wait weeks for it to wear off. You ask him if it's finished, but he says he needs more time.
You tell him you're going to try and take Grey and Erised down, and ask what he knows about them, anything that might give you an edge. He says he doesn't know anything about Grey, but that Erised has created clones of himself that he sends on errands so he's not at risk himself. Also he says that if you need to resist his control again,
"Try to think happy, peaceful thoughts. He might be a changeling, but it's like he's fueled on hatred and fear, not love."
Happy, Peaceful thoughts? Sure, because I'm just the pinnacle of happy living, you bemoan.
Afterwards he wishes you luck in your mission, but says he can't stick around. He plans to grab the notes from his lab and escape through the sewers under the asylum.
With that in mind you ask one last thing,
"Alright Doc, how do I shut this place down?
Dr. Nettle nods, and directs you to a control panel labeled 'floodgates', saying, "The generators are located below, and power everything in this room. Flip these levers and keep the other end closed, and the water should reach the generator room relatively fast. Just expect the rest of the prison to go dark once you do."
You nod and thank him, flipping the switch immediately after he tells you.
The two of you part ways, and you look over the shotgun thing you thought you had killed him with. It turns out it only emits a nonleathal blast, similar to your Fus Ro Dah. You considered it pretty redundant at first, but came to realize a sort of kinship with it. Both of you are powerful, and neither of you want to kill.
Smiling as you put the too-be-named weapon down your back with your Boomstick. You then look around and think,
Okay, that's enough information for now. Erised knows I'm here, so that news will spread soon.
As soon as you think that, the intercoms chime.
"Attention everyling, Attention. That goes double for you Grey. It seems we have an adorable little intruder in our midst. Be on the lookout for the bounty hunter who's brought down all the other generals. The Crimson Vengeance is here! Give him a warm welcome..." Erised's voice echoes with glee.
You pale a bit at that, but then you put on a face of determination.
Alright, time for Violent Stealth! Let's tear this place to the ground!
With that thought you put on your crate and begin to look for the main weapon holding area. After a few knocked out scientists, and patrolling Knights you find the prepped and ready weapons hanging from a wall and in crates in one room.
Kichi's Comment
You approach the wall and think of a way to destroy everything without being obvious, when all of a sudden a dark hooded figure tackles you from the side.
"I'm the Dark Offender! Down with the princesses! I'm scary, I'm..." You interrupt this babbling moron by hitting him with a no-shadow kick to his face.
The figure falls over and immediately passes out.
Dark Offender huh? Sure! Why not?! There's already a Mane-iac here, why not MY comic doppleganger?! Though that seemed far too easy...
I think it was only a crazy pony, not a crazy pony with powers coming from super items and a great alicorn inside his head like you, Selena comments cheekily.
Turning your attention back to the wall of weapons you realize taking them all apart individually would be a pain, so you look for some explosives. And boy do you find some.
"C4? Really? OK, I'm definitely using you, at the very least they won't be able to use you against the guards," you say to the plastic explosives. Next to the explosives, are a few weapons labeled Unstable. Intrigued by this, you look through a crate with a few damaged looking pieces of equipment. Your eye lands on a briefcase.
"If this is what I think it is, you're definitely coming with me," you declare. The case does look very unstable and will probably only last for a few rounds, but you don't care. You clip it to your back and look back upon the wall.
"Right, let's break your playthings," you chuckle.
You begin placing charges all along the wall, and all the many crates that are just waiting to be distributed. Noling is getting to use these bad boys.
Smirking you begin to make your way out of the room, but then you see it. You see...
BrownDog's Comment
The one video game gun you don’t want being used by crazy people.
It’s a BFG…By Luna, the legends were true… you gaze in awe as tears stream down your face.
The gun, and a few just like it are in their own little cove in this weapon room. And they shine with elegance.
BFG? Let’s see…OH! Selena gasps in surprise as she accesses your memories. What a marvelous demon slayer. Albeit a bit too gorey for our tastes no?
Yeah. It’s glorious…but we shouldn’t use it. Neither should they.
None of these guns should. Do you have anymore plastic explosives?
No. But that's not going to stop me. These for sure can't be used. No, it seems one of these prototypes is going to have a failure.
Walking to the cove, you take some smoke bombs off a nearby table, before standing before the Big Freaking Guns. You reach up and hold one of the deadly weapons, and sighing to yourself, you sabotage the safety and jam a ninja star into the trigger. It begins to build up energy, and you set it in the middle of all the produced weapons.
This and the C4 will make a distraction and screw them over, but it’s still only one area. Hmmm… you contemplate, before you hear laughter in the distance.
A light bulb goes off in your head and you smile as you point your grapple hook to gargoyles above.
The Mane-iac mare is restrained as she laughs, but she isn't being watched as guards patrol the area looking for you. Taking advantage, you drop down behind her, and using one of your ninja stars, cut her restraints.
“Huh?” she exposits as she realizes her hair is free. She turns around, but you aren’t there since you’ve Grappled away.
You then perch above the area, waiting for the chaos...and that's when you notice that that jerk with your bags is below you.
Finally! Now, once the explosions start, you are going do-
Vesperion Seraph's Comment
BrownDog's Comment
Suddenly the whole room begins to glow red and an alarm goes off as a female robotic voice begins to say,
EMERGENCY LOCKED DOWN HAS BEGUN, ALL ORDERLIES REPORT TO YOUR EVACUATION STATIONS IMMEDIATELY!"
The scientist and the goons begin to look around in confusion.
"Who activated the lock down?!" Erised's angry voice screams over the intercom.
"Oh right, the dragon guy. Looks like he succeeded."
You then pull out your C4 Detonator and smirk.
"Showtime..."
You clear your throat and shout in the RCV,
"QUIET!"
The scientist and the goons, and some of the crazies all shut up and look at you in shock. You hold out the air shotgun in one hoof and the C4 detonator in the other. You smirk as all eyes are on you as you say,
"Sorry Knights, but I came here to kick flank and chew bubblegum, and I'm all out of gum."
With that said you set off the C4 in the weapons machine, and luckily enough the overloaded BFG also explodes at the same time. Causing a nice big-
BOOM!!!
The combined explosion caused a much bigger detonation than you expected, causing all the other weapons to start exploding as well as the machinery used to make them.
“AAAAHHHH!!!”
“The experiments are exploding! And so is the factory!”
“Get a fire extinguisher!”
“Heck with that, get a shield!”
This distraction causes all the Knights and scientists to run around, and a few of the crazies to freak out. Additionally, your other Distraction makes her move.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” the Maneiac mare laughs as she burst forth and begins wrapping up all nearby scientists and knights and throwing them.
“Asset is loose! Repeat, asset is loose!”
With the weapons exploding, and the supervillain made flesh rampaging, you swoop down in the confusion, grab the pegasus and bring him up to the rafters with you.
“The arc has been opened! Shield your eyes!” he screams.
You place a hoof over his mouth and glare at him.
“Listen, I know you’re probably too cuckoo to know any better, but NOLING Takes my Inventory!” you growl as you head butt him with your mask, dazing him.
You then retrieve your beloved inventory.
Inventory Returned
Then as soon as you do the Pegasus shakes away the grogginess and suddenly yells,
"The divine god has granted me knowledge via pain to my head!"
You sigh before rolling your eyes and thinking,
Kersey's Comment
Now what am I going to do with this lunatic?
Castrate him and shove his testicles into his eye socke-
Yeah, not listening to you.
Perhaps some blows to the nether region due to the fact that his head is clearly already broken.
Messed up...but I love it, you smirk.
You then proceed to dangle him with one hoof while Falcon Punching him multiple times in the nards with the other.
"My *pow* walnuts *pow* are *pow* being *pow* sacrificed *pow* to *pow* the *pow* Freudian *pow* gods!" he insanely babbles, his voice pitch getting higher with every punch.
With that done you drop the (strangely happy) pegasus away from the panic.
Seeing as how everything in this room is going to tartarus, you then grapple over to the research area and burn some blueprints they had drawn up. And then, almost all of the lights go out, with only dimly lit back up lights flickering on.
And now the Generator has flooded. Time to be Batmane, you laugh maniacally.
You swoop down amongst everyone in the dim light and slam your Boomstick down, causing all to drop. You then start using the non lethal shotgun to start knocking groups of two and three out at a time. Be they Knights, Scientists, or crazies, you don't care as you go to town on them. In the panic, they fall in droves. You toss out a few smoke bombs, disorientating the groups even more. Unfortunately, some of them start to get wise after the initial shock and a few grunts with weapons try to attack you. A group of five charge, but you disarm them with your ninja stars before blasting them with ice and your shotgun, throwing them back.
You bucking bronco a couple more, before kicking them out of the air. But then...
BronyGuy2014's Comment
One of the grunts tries to blast you with fire, but you expertly dodge.... and crash right into a table full of unused weapon parts. As you get back up you see another grunt holding a strange looking sword charging right at you! You're shocked when you see his weapon transform into a giant scythe right as he's about to attack, fortunately you manage to expertly dodge this attack too.... and end up jumping face first into the wall.
"Dang it Darkness! You are not my friend!" you moan.
Pulling your face from the wall, you duck just in time to not get decapitated and shove both your boomstick and shotgun into the guys gut, violently blasting him back. You then freeze his scythe till you are able to smash it. The guy with the flamethrower then tries to hit you again, but you counter with your ice blast as well an Electro Bolt to his face, knocking him out.
You then grapple back up into darkness and start dropping on unsuspecting enemies.
Meanwhile
Aqua and Nightshade stand in waiting, far away from the asylum, but still within view, as they see the mobilized response team heading their way.
"This is such bullspit! Why the buck did that mail mare get the best of us?!" Nightshade growls.
Aqua rubs a bump forming on her temple. "You've got me kid. That mare sure took her job seriously.
Flashback
Indeed that mare did. After Aqua lassoed her, she was taken by surprise and tried to fly away faster, but she was eventually brought down to ground.
"Calm down lady, all we want is your letter and-*WHACK*" Aqua is interrupted by a powerful hook to the head.
"Ouch!" Aqua cries out, her lasso loosing structure.
"Hey, calm down!" Nightshade tries to dive for the mare, only for her to shoot back up into the air.
"Never! Nopony will ever steal my quarry! Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds!" the mail mare then redoubled her flying efforts.
Aqua and Nightshade chased vigilantly, with a few spells, and grapples with the courier, but she was a determined mare. Defiant to the end, and even with Aqua and Nightshade tussling with her, the little stunt gained the attention of a passing guard.
"Hey, what in the world is going on here?" he asked as he broke up the tussle.
"Letter for the guards," the mare said with a smile, handing him the letter. "Have a good day," she declares before flying off.
The confused guard opens the letter and his eyes widen.
"Oh Sweet Celestia! I gotta get back to the station!" the guard declares and runs off.
"OH COME ON!!! Nightshade yells angrily.
"Buck! Come on kid, we gotta get back to the Asylum!"
Back to Present
As the first response team of cops start making their way closer to their position, Aqua sighs.
"Man, I hope these guards will listen to our warning."
"Knowing my family's luck, I seriously doubt it," Nightshade huffs.
"Even if they do, the clock is ticking. We have 4 hours at the most before Celestia gets here!" Aqua says with worry.
Nightshade grits her own teeth at that.
Daddy, Mommy, you better get done with those jerks quickly...
Back With You
You blast back several more armed thugs into a wall, knocking them out.
"Alright! If I keep this up, there won't be any crazies left for the guards to-*WHAP* OW!" you are suddenly hit across your face hard, which sends you flying back into a bunch of empty crates.
You then look up from your prone position, and you see the sadistic smiling face of the Janitor.
"I told you...NO LITTERING!!!" he roars, his mop pointed at you.
You gulp slightly, but then another voice rings out.
"Grey! What's going on?!"
Both you and the Janitor look to see another Erised standing to the side. But he's looking at the janitor.
HE'S Grey Rebl?!
"There's been Littering Erised! This puss bucket has broken the majority of the weapons, and with the power down, we're cut off from the main Asylum!"
"Damnit!" the pale changeling spits. "Only the Plasmid wielding patients are up top and ready for the guards!" he then shakes his head.
"Arlight, my doubles and the splicers will handle up top, you get things organized down here and-"
"Buck off you cockroach!" Grey yells as he spears the mop handle through Erised's face, before jumping back from the resulting explosion of ink like blood.
The janitor then begins to chuckle a dark scary laugh as you get up off the floor.
"Oh, look at that. I went and littered as well...heh heh...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" he chuckles at the top of his lungs, before abruptly stopping and turning to you.
"You my boy, are in some dip s#!^ right now," he says with his spine tingling smile.
Not wanting to be outdone, you flip your mask to intimidating voice and growl out.
"I could say the same for you freaking psychopath!"
He chuckles. "Fine then, let's do some clean up."
The Crimson Knight Leader Grey Rebl stands before you. An Almighty Janitor if there ever was one. There's still a lot of powerful crazies being controlled by a sadistic changeling still upstairs. You've got to take this guy down!
WHAT DO YOU DO?!
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I'd want the air-shotgun to be named Rocket Launcher, but it always has to include the voice from Metal Slug.
"Die, Die, Die!!!" Shout one of the crazy ponies as he begin to throw fireballs from his hoof.
Bugzee manage to evade them only to see another of the crazy ponies with a black jacket sitting and looking like nothing as the fire balls are coming to him but he evades them like nothing
"Wow" Say Bugzee looking surprised
"This is not time to sleep! I have the perfect power that will defeat you!" Shout another crazy one
"Really? Is that some insta-kill weapon? Maybe a atomic blaster or some genie that can destroy me? Maybe you have some power of the Golden Sun or the Final Fantasy?" Asked Bugzee a little worried.
"Better than that!" Shout the pony as he cross his hoofs
"Oiroke no jutsu! (Sexy no Jutsu)" A smokescreen cover the loony pony and when it dissipate there is Celestia with a bride and saddle wearing socks
"Come on... Mount me" Say the false Celestia
Bugzee begin to feel the blood coming to his nose when he feel like as if a electric current hit him suddenly
"Center yourself!" Shout Selena from inside his head
Meanwhile Sombra that was watching, was K.O inside his cage as a little lake of nose blood. But Bugzee managed to recover and hit the false Celestia with a no-shadow kick.
After that he managed to see around only to stop.
"Wait a second... Why are some of them, so familiar to me?" Ask Bugzee a little confused as he could see a pony wearing a green hat, a little yellow filly with a stallion having a poke ball as a cutie mark, one oversized pony in pink that seemed to absorb things in his mouth.
"I think you recognize them from the other dimension as they were hired to stop the nightmare version" Say Selena
"Ah, yes..." Bugzee finish them very easy and try to hit Erised only to find that suddenly everywhere is snowing [Olaf power from Advance Wars] and is hard to walk around.
"What the heck..." Groan Bugzee
"You will not have it that easy!" Smile a pony when suddenly Bugzee is hit in his back by another pony wearing a gas mask equipped with a flamethrower.
"Agh" Bugzee hit the Pyro only to see how is recovered by another pony wearing a doctor suit and a strange ray gun.
"Of course... A medic and a pyro... Why not also a heavy and a spy?" Groan Bugzee
"If you insist..." Say another pony appearing suddenly at his back with a butterfly knife in his hoof
"Grah!" Bugzee just evade him and begin to him them until he knock them out.
"Okay... Who is next?" Ask as he look around.
The shotgun should be NLS (Non Lethal Shotgun).
As you two are about to start your fight suddenly a scientist walks by and throws a candy wrapper on the floor. Grey proceeds to chase the scientist yelling about him littering while you sneak away after Erised. As you are about to get away, Grey breaks through the ceiling with the scientist under his hoof. He looks at you and says "So then, Where were we."
A tank bursts into the middle of the room, smashing through the wall;
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And attempts to kill you with a blast from its blue plasma gun, which (considering that you're able to dodge it) misses and blows up a table full of explosives... which ends up accidentally freeing a bunch of not-so-crazy inmates (the kind who get imprisoned because of corrupt trials and lack of evidence to keep them out of jail).
(Tank image is from Battalion Wars 2)
As for the shotgun, I don't know. Facemelter (name of a weapon from Fable 3) is sticking in my mind, which is kind of inaccurate since the shotgun does not melt anything. Nerf cannon is the only other thing I'm thinking of.
Well you already have the boomstick... why not call it the boomgun? Or does that sound stupid?
The Janitor crazily twirls his mop with both hooves. He has some fancy moves.
You and Grey Rebl start to charge at one another in the middle of the room. You decide to take out your boomstick and use it like a melee weapon. The next thing you know, you both are clashing in a melee fight that looks so epic! If only you were using real sharp weapons.
You and Grey take turns dodging and slashing, blocking and poking, and it doesn't stop until some grunts come and interrupts you two.
All I got for now, sadly.
Since he's already got a Boomstick, let's just straight up call the Shotgun Ash
Fun Fact: in Ash vs Evil Dead (Awesome Show) Ash refers to his boomstick and chainsaw as Moe and Larry
Try to use your Boomstick, but Grey Rebl just juts his mop into the ground and holds on to it to ride out the shockwaves.
=========================
Run into trouble when Grey Rebl calls in two minotaurs to deal with you ("Just you, and me, and my MINIONS!"). After they team-clothesline you through a wall, you think you're in trouble when you hear,
"Hey, you found my booze yet?"
"WHO DARES INTERRUPT US?!"
The minotaurs roar as they whirl around and throw a punch... only for both fists to get intercepted by Quacksalver's hoof who doesn't even flinch.
"Whoa! This looks like a serious case of grumpus-violentus. Better sedate the patients before it spreads."
With his hoof still effortlessly holding the Minotaurs struggling fists, Quacksalver takes out his "Burknomic Scapel" (i.e. a hammer) from his lab coat pocket with his other hoof, jumps up, and hits the Minotaurs with an arcing swing that hits the first minotaur under the chin and the second in the head with the "scapel" with enough force to knock both minotaurs unconscious.
Daaaaaang! Who knew Quacksalver could kick flank! you think with your jaw dropped.
To be fair, he did manage to render you unconscious with one blow.
"Well if you can't count on quality..." Grey Rebl says as he uses his mop to flick up a lever opening a door revealing more lunatics with various improvised weapons.
"The syndrome is spreading!" Quacksalver declares, "I need to perform an Oldboy-ectomy STAT!"
With that he charges into the hallway full of lunatics and proceeds to "treat" them.
"Guess it's just you and me again." you taunt Grey Rebl.
======================
In desperation, you find a surviving BFG 9000 and a RYNO V!
"Ha hah!" you proclaim triumphantly as you grab both weapons (holding the RYNO V while levitating the BFG 9000 above you with your horn magic)
"EAT ROCKETS MOTHERBUCKER!"
"Oh shi-"
With a Rambony roar you proceed to unleash a barrage of rockets at the janitor as the minigun/rocket launcher blares Tchaikopony's Overture. When the rockets run out, you drop the RYNO on the ground, drop the BFG 9000 into your hooves, and declare,
"SAY HELLO TO MY NOT-SO-LITTLE FRIEND!"
YES! SPLATTER HIM ALL OVER THE ASYLUM WHILE HE'S WEAK!
Bugze wait!
You then unleash as massive ball of green plasma that obliterates the area Grey Rebl is standing in.
Fortunately, before any regret can kick in, the smoke clears and it reveals Grey Rebl unharmed and messily downing a can labeled Bonk! Atomic Punch while glowing and vibrating.
"Blah! Always hated that 'Blutonium Berry' flavor." he says tossing away the can, "Supposedly, this stuff'll liquefy your esophagus after just one can. But, y'know- it's also very handy when you feel like... not getting blown up."
"That's not very fair." you whine.
"Listen motherbucker..." Grey Rebl says getting out and twirling another mop, "I, never play fair."
Try to hit him with a barrage of moves,
"Shoryuken! Falcon Punch! Falcon Kick! No Shadow Kick! PSYCHO CRUSHER! Uh... eye pok-*thwack* OW!"
But none of them are having any effect before Grey Rebl starts wailing on you with his mop.
Fortunately you notice that Grey Rebl's starting to move more sluggishly,
"Guess all that sugar's coming back to bite ya in the flank!" you taunt.
Says the bug who eats junk food and candy for every meal. Selena quips.
"Guess you should've would you kindly Mix-It-Up."
With this you activate the "Mix-Up Smash" function on the Power Glove and quickly set the dials to "Bucking Bronco" and "Incinerate!" as you easily dodge Grey Rebl's more sluggish mop swings.
"Would you kindly GO INTO BUCKING ORBIT!" you declare as you point the open Power Glove at him, causing a geyser of lava to erupt below Grey Rebl and launch him through the ceiling...
OUTSIDE
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We see Guards and Inmates fighting in a rather large brawl. As Aqua uses her waterbending to whip an inmate with a chainsaw away from her she ask-yells Nightshade.
"What could your father be doing during all thi-"
You both turn at the sound of screaming and see a pony in a torn-up janitor outfit getting launched through the Aslyum roof and high into the air.
"That." Nightshade replies.
BACK WITH YOU
"Looks like team Crimson Knight is blasting off ag- Wait, he's coming back dow- Hey, a trampoline!"
Focus fool.
Ignoring Selena's glib, you run over to a nearby large trampoline and start moving it into position. When you think it's just right you use your grappling hook to grapple onto a broken piece of ceiling just above the trampoline and wait a few moments,
"3... 2..."
When you think Grey Rebl descent is close enough, you drop down onto the trampoline, your falling weight stretching the mat all the way to the floor before being bounced spinning upwards with a cry of "SHORYUKEN!"
Time seems to slow down as your spinning rising hoof smashes into Grey Rebl's falling jaw with a mighty *CRACK* as his jawbone shatters and gives way over your hoof and sends him flying backwards into the wall, embedding the unconscious Crimson janitor in it.
After performing a superhero landing you quip, "Cleanup on aisle crazy."
After the fight, you find one of Grey Rebl's beverage cans on the floor.
Huh, could come in hoofy.
1 can of "Bonk! Atomic Punch, Cherry Fission" (Gives you brief invincibility, but will make you lethargic and slow afterwards)
added to Inventory
When this is all over, I better check how much stuff I have left in my Inventory...
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Name? We already have a very cluttered Inventory as it is so I propose we just lose the weapon at the end of the arc
Dodging an attack by this insane janitor, you realize he is really fast. You can hardly get a bead on him with the shotgun, and when he gets close, he hits hard.
You decide you need to slow him down, so you come up with a solution.
You grapple to the gargoyles above, but he keeps firing a weapon up at you, destroying several of them. But once you get to a secluded one and have a second to breathe, you take our your Electric Flesh Tonic and down it.
Immediately, sparks start running through your body, causing your hair to stand on end. Again, rewriting your dna is not a pleasant experience, and you scream in pain and fall to the floor.
Grey immediately sets upon your form, but it’s all part of your plan.
You get out one of the bottle of booze that you took from Quacksalver and pour the contents over you.
“Stupid idea 737 is ago!” you cry out as you grab hold of Grey. A moment of shock reads on his face as you say,
“Would You Kindly Buzz Off?!” and you send the lighting coursing through the both of you.
Oh it still doesn’t feel good, but it’s nowhere near as bad as the times when you shocked yourself in the Delta suit. Your Electric Flesh dampens the pain, he on the other hand.
“GGGGRRRAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!!” he cries out as he is shocked.
You hold on for as long as you can, but he eventually blasts you back and starts panting, smoke lines coming off his coat.
“Oh you cheeky little bucker. I actually felt that,” he says with a sadistic smile.
He is slower now thanks to that zap, but his strength hasn’t lessened any.
Eventually, he sets off an explosive and you are blown back into the Plasmid room.
He appears in the doorway, chuckles and throws in a plasma grenade, and closes the door.
“BUCK!!!” you yell as you look for a way out. An explosion in here is going to be huge.
Taking the case off your back, you reach in and pull out…
“A Gravity Hammer?! OK, fine, save me!” you yell as you pound the side wall. The hammer makes a sizeable hold before it fades out in a red pulse.
You look back and see the grenade reach its peak,
You throw up an ice shield as you back towards the hole, and the explosion sets off, throwing you through the hole painfully widening it, as you are tossed through several rooms as the explosion rocks the warehouse.
After rolling for who knows how long, you groggily look up and see cracks forming in the ceiling and a giant blue misty cloud coming from what was once the Plasmid Room.
“Sweet Luna, that psycho almost blew me up,” you gasp in surprise.
“I’m not done yet!” comes his voice as you look towards him holding another weapon, and you realize you’re on a shooting range.
“Oh Come On!”
Outside with Aqua and Nightshade.
“So the crazies are running the asylum and have an arsenal of weapons supplied by these Knights?” asks an incredulous response guard.
“Yes! They’re trying to lead you and the princesses into a trap!” Aqua screeches.
“If they’re stupid enough to call out Princess Celestia herself, then they clearly don’t know who they’re messing with.”
“Yes they do! We’ve been taking down these buckers for the last couple of months, and in that time I’ve seen the arsenal they’re packing. You guys won’t be ready!” Aqua growls.
“Ma’am, if there are Crimson Knights in there, we have a duty to…wait, what do you mean you’ve been taking them down?”
“Oh for, I’m Aqua the bounty hunter! You know, partner of The Crimson Vengeance?”
The guard’s faces all pale at this.
“Wait, you’re THE Aqua?”
“Buck yeah she is!” Nightshade chimes in. “And right now, she’s trying to warn you dumbflanks from doing anything stupid, while the Awesome Crimson Vengeance is inside trying to take them down!”
Some of the guards wince at being chewed out by a child, but a few of them get worried looks.
“Wait, the Crimson Vengeance is in there alone?! And he’s surrounded by armed mental patients and two Crimson Knight Leaders?”
“Yes!”
“Then surely we have to give him some back up right?!” a guard declares.
“Yes, but we can’t go in there like a guard would, they’re expecting that!” Aqua shouts, getting them to focus on her again.
“Then what are we supposed to do Ms. Aqua?” they ask deffering to her.
Aqua is a bit taken aback by the tone shift they take with her, becoming more subservient, but at that time, a large explosion is heard and felt by them.
Turning around they see a massive Blue Mushroom cloud exit out of the ground, and the front of the asylum begins to crack as the ground swells.
Suddenly, the much of the front crumbles, revealing…
A whole lot of inmates poised and waiting, like they were just waiting for the guards to come through the doors.
Amidst the army of crazies, a pale changeling angrily shouts,
“Damnit Grey!”
The guards see this as both sides stare at each other over the hoofball field distance.
“Orders Ma’am?” the head guard asks Aqua.
Taking out her whip, Aqua yells.
“OK, we don’t play by their rules. Fight them in the open only when they attack and keep them pushed back to the asylum. Don’t enter it yourself. Unicorns keep spamming magic, and don’t kill anyone, they’re being mind controlled by one of the Knights, they’re just pawns. We’ll hold the line here at this gate! And someone go for reinforcements!” she yells to the small response team of about 40.
A pegasus guard nods and flies back to town.
“And if they get close, kick ‘em in the nards!” Nightshade declares.
The response unit nods, and form a defensive position at the entrance gates, as they stare down the horde of crazies.
Aqua creates some blockades of ice, and declares.
“Hurry up CV…”
Excuse me for being late, but I got a little too...enthusiastic. You'll find out soon enough.
-=-=-=-=-=--=-
"I am the Crimson Vengeance! And I'm very, very angry with you guys!"
"Hah! Bet you I'm angrier!"
"Bet you you're not!"
"No! I am!"
"Buck you, janitor sprinkles, I am!"
"Oh now you've done it! I'll show how I angry I can be as I. Wipe. You. Clean!
"Grrrr!
"Hrrrr!
You don’t know why, but you feel like you have a rival.
-=-=--=-=
You find yourself surrounded on all fronts, with you facing Grey and the others inching closer yet weary of you since you’ve been wreaking havoc upon your sudden appearance. Usually, this is disadvantages to you, however, this is actually pretty ideal.
"Sorry, but I don't have the time to deal with you guys," you say, smirking. "Let me show you my...my...WHERE IS MY LUNA PLUSHIE?!"
Well, so much for that idea.
-=-=--==-
"Hmmm," Nightshade mutters as she looks at the gathering Royal Guards before her, "Should I use it?"
"What is it, Nightshade?" Aqua asks, nervous of the growing number of forces. “Got an idea?”
"Well...I have a knock-out plushie that I took from Daddy."
"What? Woahwoahwoah wait! That’s actually pretty useful, but how come I haven’t seen it all this?!"
"...it lets me visit mommy whenever I wanted to. It ends up being used up most of the time, and Daddy doesn't seem to use it much. So, I took it."
"Uh, and you didn’t think to return it to him since he’s probably in mortal danger right now?"
Nightshade blinks innocently.
-=-=-=-=
Grey Rebl wipes himself off of the black muck that originally made up Erised. Honestly? It sounded disgusting as the muck just sloshed from the wet towel he used to wipe it off.
"Seriously? We're in a middle of a fight!" you say irritated.
Grey retorts, "Yeah? Well, I like to be sanitized before doing it."
"...You'll just get dirty anyways."
"Tch! Didn't think you'd understand. Oh well." He then pulls his hat away, revealing his mane---his grey mane. He cranks his head side by side, loosening his neck with a few pops. With sudden burst of killing intent, he points his deadly mop right at you. "I'll just make you."
You swear, you see his eyes start to glow red.
=-=-=--=-
While in a middle of a stalemate, Grey suddenly laid his mop onto your staff by hooves and twists with a grunt. It effectively disarms you, sending the staff tumbling to the side. Before you can switch to your hooves, Grey roars!
...And slams a bucket over your head!
“H-hey! I’m no buckethead!” you voice echos from within.
“Pun not intended!” Grey shouts back, and proceeds to brutally smash his mop onto the bucket! The bucket rang, disorienting you. Again and again, Grey’s mop slams onto your sides, occasionally hitting you in the head/bucket to get you back down again. Whenever you try to strike back or try to get the bucket off, you’re rewarded with either a dodge or a sweep from bitter end of the mop.
Suddenly, Selena shouts at you to duck, and you do.
And it’s just in time for Grey’s mop to clip the top of the bucket and, naturally, come off from the recoil.
The moment you have your sights on him, you snarl and tackle him to the ground. You try for a headbutt, but you are warded off as Grey holds his mop with both of his hooves, pushing it up against your throat.
“Grk!”
When you can’t take anymore, you back off. So, instead, you shout, “GET OVER HERE!” and shoot your shadow whip right at him, hoping to perform a certain manuever...only to get thwarted by a second mop!
“WHERE DO KEEP GETTING ALL THIS STUFF?” you shout.
“ONLY THE JANITOR KNOWS!” the crazy janitor shouts back, throwing a bucket of soapy water of all things!
Of course, you can only retaliate in kind. “Would you kindly burn, bucker?!”
The ensuing a light mist erupts everywhere. You flinch, realizing that mist is filled with soap, burning your eyes! Turns out it isn’t the best idea. Although, that's fine with. You're already blind with the mist, but it's going to clear off real quick. Closing your eyes and mouth, you instead try to sense his killing intent. Your ear flickers; you can his growling voice somewhere. A burst of emotions sweeps over your senses, and you lash out immediately with a Falcon Punch---
“Gotcha, bitc---Grruk!”
- Only for you to be violently rammed with a freaking janitor's cart out of nowhere!
"Welcome to my world, jackass!" And the cart is still moving, accelerating even!
"Urrrgh!" you yell as the cart digs into your chest, desperately clinging to the front as you do not want the cart to run you over if your fall off.
Of course, Grey Rebl isn’t so kind. Hooves clank on the cart as you realize that Grey is expertly riding on top of it, using his telekinesis to move it along! When you peer up, you squeal at the bucket of what you assume to be chlorine hovering over your.
“Here! Have some!” he shouts over the wind wind, and dumps over you. Immediately, you fall over the cart and get trampled. However, you fail to notice the approaching wall, crashing and slamming along with cart with a violent clank and thud between metal and your body as Grey simply hops out of the way.
You cough hysterically, panting for air. However, Grey takes to the initiative and smacks your head with a thwack! You groan, briefly considering the massive concussion and headache you’ll have to suffer after the fight. No, it only gets worse.
Grey grabs your head forcefully and wraps something wet around your hurting head: A wet towel---the same towel that he wiped the black much off with! When you open your eyes, you confirm that by the inky black consuming your vision. Instantly, our body locked up as the voices of Erised intensifies. Oh, the black! You struggle, swinging your limbs fruitlessly as you slowly start to lose control before you shout, with whatever remaining air you have, a half-hearted “Fus Ro Dah!” It is weak, but it is enough. It pries off the crazy janitor as you head butt him with whatever motor ability you have available to finish the job.
You immediately gasp! Upon the wet towel’s removal, you feel the sweet relief of air for a scant second...only for Grey to jam a bar of soap into your mouth as you do.
"Chill on this!" Grey shouts, and he then uppercuts with the bare end of his mop onto your jaw, causing your mouth to close. You are sure you inhale a few resulting soap bubbles in your clinging attempt for some air.
You can only think on the epiphany that your mask fell off during whatever part of the conflict, if only to distract yourself from the sheer punishment your respiratory is taking.
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(Near end, when Grey loses)
When you confirm that Grey is unconscious, you turn around to leave.
Grimly, you pick back up your mask, which fell off during the fighting. “Remind me to never mess with crazy janitors ever again. Like, ever.”
However, you stop. A wave of killing intent thunders behind, causing you to freeze in terror. Then, there is laughter, LAYERED and hysterical laughter. It is ripe with madness. Memories flash by as the deja vu drown you in goosebumps as your thoughts ran mercilessly around headache-induced mind. The similarities is uncanny. It just can't be a coincidence! Can it? You don’t want to turn around. You just don’t!
You can hear Grey stumble back to his hooves. However, it isn’t Grey who is the only one laughing, it seems. You know. You have similar before and, along with your personal trauma, you can hear that same laughter echoing in your mind. The same voice you have been hearing ever since you ate that mucky soup at lunch. The same voice you hear when a certain pale changeling bursts into that same black muck. And it is laughing right now unison with Grey.
You turn around.
“...Erised?”
You duck and weave through a gauntlet of now defunct mechanical equipment and half-assembled weapons, painfully clutching at your chest. Even with a hardened shell and healing factor helping you out, Grey's relentless and hits like a damn truck, even more impressive considering he's just a regular pony.
"Hate is powerful. It fuels you, consumes you, makes you strong. Give in to your hate... give in to-"
"I do not have time for this!" you mentally shout.
You've found maybe one advantage against him so far; Grey might be able to dish out a ton of hurt, but he sure as heck can't take it. You managed to land a hit once during your fight so far. He might have tried to hide it under a sadistic sneer, but you can tell it hurt a LOT. You've just gotta open up some more opportunities, knock him out before he finishes whittling you down.
*Th-wack!*
You yelp and jump to higher ground as something wacks your forelegs. Then you see Grey emerging from beneath the machinery, his face and mane covered in grease and looking like something out of a Neighponese horror movie. But again, his braces just kill the image.
"Just look at the mess we're making. It's going to take forever to clean this up." he says mournfully before his eyes snap onto you again. With nothing more than a feral growl, he pounces at you again.
You stumble backwards, dodging not only the end of his broom but also his hooves as both wood and flesh break apart the metal conveyor belt underneath you.
Finally you stumble on a roller, and grey wastes no time in preparing a finishing blow. Desperately you grab onto whatever's nearest object and use it to shield yourself.
You hear the whir of an engine and the sound of wood being cleanly chewed through. Looking up you see Grey's broom in pieces. Then you notice what's in your hooves.
"N-no way..." you mutter. In your hooves is the metal chainsaw leg the alternate universe Pinkie Pie used against the Nightmare. "How? How is this possible?"
You don't have much time to ponder over this though, as Grey floats all the little pieces of his broom before him and into place. With a muted flash his weapon is whole again and brimming with a magic glow. You're about to chew it up again with Pinkie's chainsaw, but he effortlessly swats it away before pummeling you with the cleaning end.
"This is my cleaning device! There are many like it but this one's mine! Without me my cleaning device is nothing, without my cleaning device... I'll have to mop the floor with you instead!"
"Mmmmrrrrpphhhhffglll!" you scream as the filthy end of the mop smothers and strangles your face with it's tentacle-like fibers.
Meanwhile, above ground. (after the explosion from 7570002's comment)
An Erised clone shoves his way out of the rubble, out from under the two inmates he used as shields. Around are several others emerging, each looking in tandem at the force of guards gathered outside the asylum. But there are at least a few clones that didn't survive, as evidenced by the giant splatters of ink-blood under sections of wall.
"Darn it. I only made a few dozen clones to begin with. Better pull most of them back for now."
While one clone stays behind to witness the force of guards begin their march down the hill, for some reason spearheaded by a blue-garbed mare and a little filly, the rest withdraw to start preparing the later waves.
"What an unfortunate mess that bounty hunter has caused. Grey is distracted with him, and the grunts are all trapped down there with the bulk of our weapons. Erised sends out a thought, directing a few clones to unlock the elevators to the lower levels and get them back in the fight. Stupid lockdown system. Well if it's not the all-out bloodbath I wanted, at least I can turn this into a siege; those pathetic guards will need to fight room to room... hallway to hallway... spilling blood for every inch they want to retake. And when they think victory is theirs... THEN I'LL FINALLY-"
"You need to chill out buddy." Dr. Quack interrupts Erised's mental rant. "Mmm hmm, I can see it all in your face. You've got stereotyipicitis. Pretty soon you'll be laughing maniacally and taunting the heroes while they work out a way to foil your plans."
Erised narrows his eyes at the 'Doctor'. "Didn't I fire you, you quack?"
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As for the name of the air gun... I actually couldn't think of anything even half decent. Dunno why I wrote it in actually. So I agree with Kersey, and we just ditch it when this arc is done.
BUT... instead of leaving it forever, the guards get their hooves on it and try to recreate it as a nonlethal stungun for catching low level criminals and quelling riots. And maybe they come up with a sophisticated name for it, with an abbreviated version that's humiliating to say out loud.
I can help come up with names if that actually happens, but as it is, I just can't think of anything.