Once Sam, Gordon, Case Cracker, and rocchetto, ruota dentata entered Oatland, they saw a Fillydelphia pony walking down a sidewalk, passing several sedans.
Sam: *sees fillydelphia pony* Let's stop the car, and follow him on hoof.
Case Cracker: Yeah, see what he's up to.
Sam: *Stops car*
Gordon: Better idea. te three wait here. If he runs, te can follow him in the car. *Gets out*
Case Cracker: Okay, we'll be near. *Gets into the front seat*
Sprocket: What am I? Chopped liver?
Case Cracker: No. I hate sitting in the back, no matter who sits successivo to me.
Fillydelphia Pony: *Turns right*
Gordon: *Gets behind the Fillydelphia Pony, and kicks him onto the ground*
Fillydelphia Pony: Agh! *Lands on ground*
Gordon: *Drags pony to car* I got him.
Case Cracker: K put em in the back.
Gordon: *Sits in back with Fillydelphia pony, and Sprocket*
Sam: *Drives*
Gordon: What can te tell us about Jim Braddock?
Fillydelphia Pony: He's dead.
Gordon: Don't give us that bullshit. You're holding him somewhere. Where is he?
Fillydelphia pony: In hell. te just go to the abandoned warehouse, and I'll prove it.
Sam: If te insist. *Goes to abandoned warehouse*
Case Cracker: *Waits*
Sam: *Gets to abandoned warehouse*
Case Cracker: No one knows we're here. Let's keep it that way.
Sprocket: What do we do with this guy?
Fillydelphia Pony: *Nervous*
Case Cracker: Keep an eye on him. If he tries anything on you, shoot him.
Sprocket: With pleasure.
The three stallions continue on toward the warehouse, leaving rocchetto, ruota dentata with the Fillydelphia pony in the car.
Sam: *Sneaks in, and holds door for Case Cracker*
Case Cracker: *Enters and hides behind a post on the inside checking for Fillydelphia ponies*
Sam: All clear. *Goes towards room*
Case Cracker: *Follows with Gordon*
Sam: *Opens door*
Jim: *On ground*
Gordon: There he is.
Sam: Jim, wake up.
Jim: *Doesn't hear Sam*
Gordon: Jim!!! *Shoots the ground near him*
Jim: *Wakes up* What the fuck is happening?!
Case Cracker: Fillydelphia Ponies nabbed you. *looks at Jim for any major injuries*
Jim: I'm fine. They may have taken me, but I'm not seriously injured o anything.
Sam: Good.
Case Cracker: te know how te got knocked out?
Jim: *Being sarcastic* Well I don't know, how would te get knocked out?
Sam: That doesn't matter, we have to get out of here.
Case Cracker: Fine d'ya see anypony else in here?
Jim: No.
Sam: Let's go te guys.
Case Cracker: *Hears two gunshots* Shit!
The four stallions run back to Sam's car. They saw rocchetto, ruota dentata looking at the Fillydelphia pony. She shot him to death.
Gordon: Glad you're still in one piece.
Jim: So am I. Who are te anyway?
Case Cracker: My girlfriend.
Sprocket: rocchetto, ruota dentata is my name. It's nice to meet te Jim.
Jim: Has she joined us?
Gordon: Yes.
Sam: She joined half an ora ago.
Gordon: Right. So are we fighting those Fillydelphian assholes?
Jim: Yup.
Case Cracker: When?
Jim: Tomorrow.
Case Cracker: Good,they'll be less suspecting then.
They all get back in the car, and return to San Franciscolt.
2 B Continued
Sam: *sees fillydelphia pony* Let's stop the car, and follow him on hoof.
Case Cracker: Yeah, see what he's up to.
Sam: *Stops car*
Gordon: Better idea. te three wait here. If he runs, te can follow him in the car. *Gets out*
Case Cracker: Okay, we'll be near. *Gets into the front seat*
Sprocket: What am I? Chopped liver?
Case Cracker: No. I hate sitting in the back, no matter who sits successivo to me.
Fillydelphia Pony: *Turns right*
Gordon: *Gets behind the Fillydelphia Pony, and kicks him onto the ground*
Fillydelphia Pony: Agh! *Lands on ground*
Gordon: *Drags pony to car* I got him.
Case Cracker: K put em in the back.
Gordon: *Sits in back with Fillydelphia pony, and Sprocket*
Sam: *Drives*
Gordon: What can te tell us about Jim Braddock?
Fillydelphia Pony: He's dead.
Gordon: Don't give us that bullshit. You're holding him somewhere. Where is he?
Fillydelphia pony: In hell. te just go to the abandoned warehouse, and I'll prove it.
Sam: If te insist. *Goes to abandoned warehouse*
Case Cracker: *Waits*
Sam: *Gets to abandoned warehouse*
Case Cracker: No one knows we're here. Let's keep it that way.
Sprocket: What do we do with this guy?
Fillydelphia Pony: *Nervous*
Case Cracker: Keep an eye on him. If he tries anything on you, shoot him.
Sprocket: With pleasure.
The three stallions continue on toward the warehouse, leaving rocchetto, ruota dentata with the Fillydelphia pony in the car.
Sam: *Sneaks in, and holds door for Case Cracker*
Case Cracker: *Enters and hides behind a post on the inside checking for Fillydelphia ponies*
Sam: All clear. *Goes towards room*
Case Cracker: *Follows with Gordon*
Sam: *Opens door*
Jim: *On ground*
Gordon: There he is.
Sam: Jim, wake up.
Jim: *Doesn't hear Sam*
Gordon: Jim!!! *Shoots the ground near him*
Jim: *Wakes up* What the fuck is happening?!
Case Cracker: Fillydelphia Ponies nabbed you. *looks at Jim for any major injuries*
Jim: I'm fine. They may have taken me, but I'm not seriously injured o anything.
Sam: Good.
Case Cracker: te know how te got knocked out?
Jim: *Being sarcastic* Well I don't know, how would te get knocked out?
Sam: That doesn't matter, we have to get out of here.
Case Cracker: Fine d'ya see anypony else in here?
Jim: No.
Sam: Let's go te guys.
Case Cracker: *Hears two gunshots* Shit!
The four stallions run back to Sam's car. They saw rocchetto, ruota dentata looking at the Fillydelphia pony. She shot him to death.
Gordon: Glad you're still in one piece.
Jim: So am I. Who are te anyway?
Case Cracker: My girlfriend.
Sprocket: rocchetto, ruota dentata is my name. It's nice to meet te Jim.
Jim: Has she joined us?
Gordon: Yes.
Sam: She joined half an ora ago.
Gordon: Right. So are we fighting those Fillydelphian assholes?
Jim: Yup.
Case Cracker: When?
Jim: Tomorrow.
Case Cracker: Good,they'll be less suspecting then.
They all get back in the car, and return to San Franciscolt.
2 B Continued
The Hunger games had continued everybody knew they had to fight o they die, everybody found their own water hole except Fluttershy cuz she was to distracted da the cute animals, they all had to hunt for Cibo and that meant killing animali they all found Cibo but not Fluttershy but the animali were her Friends so they got her berries and water, Black Stilton (Dark-Armor) sent out 7 soldiers each went to 1 of them (the ponies) the Ponies fought the soldiers and killed them but Fluttershy did not kill the one that was sent for her cuz she hates fighting the robot stabbed her with his sword the sword went in side her body and came out the robot toke out his sword and Fluttershy died and came back to Ponyville everybody got informed that Fluttershy was eliminated. Who will be next? Find out in Chap.3. TO BE CONTINUED..........
To be continued...
Chrysalis, Chrysalis, the changeling queen.
A powerful being, is she, and no doubt about it at all,
For her power is shaped as a ball:
One with no end to her power and attitude of pride.
Her changeling legions stretch far and wide
Until nothing else can be seen.
Chrysalis, Chrysalis, the consumer of love,
As with her underlings who conquer vastly.
Many will see her as ghastly,
o perhaps even demonic of sorts,
As well as her infinite cohorts.
Nothing could send her above.
Chrysalis, Chrysalis, now beaten,
Will one giorno return with power all on
Her enemies with the rage of Phlegethon.
Speed will accompany her in many ways,
For her vengeance will be quenched in days,
All of her enemies' Amore eaten.
A powerful being, is she, and no doubt about it at all,
For her power is shaped as a ball:
One with no end to her power and attitude of pride.
Her changeling legions stretch far and wide
Until nothing else can be seen.
Chrysalis, Chrysalis, the consumer of love,
As with her underlings who conquer vastly.
Many will see her as ghastly,
o perhaps even demonic of sorts,
As well as her infinite cohorts.
Nothing could send her above.
Chrysalis, Chrysalis, now beaten,
Will one giorno return with power all on
Her enemies with the rage of Phlegethon.
Speed will accompany her in many ways,
For her vengeance will be quenched in days,
All of her enemies' Amore eaten.
Carol
Franklin
