>>41700528>TwoHoursLater.ogg>Finding this guy is harder than you thought it'd be.>Your bacon paintball trick has finally backfired after all these years.>Ripley keeps picking up the scent only to find another weird clown you have to shoot.>Or a field of clowns and... blue-dressed, pigtailed critters? All conked out and covered in ketchup.>Not even good ketchup, the crummy kind you buy in bulk from a sad warehouse store.>You have no idea what possessed you to taste it, honestly.>Or who would make ketchup that tastes like it had coins in it.>Huh. That's not->don't worry about it.>Anyway! Back to tracking! Scent has already failed, so:>The ground is more blackstone, or slabs of grey- hardly any hoof prints to track, but great for sound.>Not a lot of purple here, so that *would* help you spot him... if you hadn't had to shoot half the town by now.>Of course, the one pony you meet would be a nasty dark green color among a dark and mottled ruin of a town.>Your contemplations are interrupted by the need to shoot a dress lady->Gibberish>ppft>thud>Your earpiece's tinny speaker returns "[COLD HEATHEN!]" from whatever crud she was saying. Useless."Y'know boy, we never tried talking to that first guy. Not that it would've worked but I feel bad about it."
>"Borf!""Guess all we can do now is-"
>"[LOVE IT!]""GAH!"
>pfft>thud"Okay- this might actually be dangerous. Come on, tactical withdrawl time!"
>Grabbing Ripley, you buzz up to the top of a small but sturdy building.>No ladders, no roof access, but tall enough that they can't climb up without getting help- perfect.>Your heart sinks as your survey passes over the pile of purple-stained enemy units. What made these things so stupid and mean?"Okay, street level is getting dangerous. We dunno if this is normal routine- moon's coming up, maybe the patrols are changing?"
>"Awoo?""Doubt it. I've been using purple, and it's been working- too well, actually. Notice how fast? And that half of them forget how to walk?"
>"Bark!""Yes, they are attacking us on sight- I just don't agree that they're actively hunting us-"
>"[GLASS-FACE-SEER! BURGER-BEAST! UP! GO!]""Okay. They may be organizing a hunt for us."
>Ripley says nothing, but facepaws 
