You'd think life as a colorful equine could be easy, all cupcakes and friendship right? No, not for a pony livin' on these dirty streets. Maybe it's like that for those nose wagglin' pompous ponies up in Canterlot with their fancy palaces, magnificent gardens and other wastes of time. Not down here though. All the scum from Canterlot has to wash down somewhere. That somewhere is Ponyville. It used to be a nice place you know, with nice houses and polite people, people who wouldn't kill you for lookin' at 'em wrong. The lights all around, bright ones everywhere. Blaring neon's showing you the gambling joints, whore houses and sweat shops. All them lights really only serve one purpose, to make the shadows that much darker, to distract you before you get pulled into an alley and robbed... or worse.
With the Royal Guard bustin' down all the speakeasies and ignoring the real problems in the city, the crime lords are getting out of control and are getting angry about losing that expensive liquor. With my friend Applejacks distillery gettin' torn apart by some crime lord because of competition, it's gettin' to me too.