PS2 Tank Ponies

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[Planetside 2 discussion about game balance and tank nerfs resulting in tank pones]
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Explosions and flashes of light echo down the valley. Fresh churned sand sprays as tracers ricochet off of plating with a clank. Mere bullets weren't enough to stop one of the heavy tanks that tore bases and personnel alike.

The prowlerpone hunkered down, licking her lips as unfolding struts dug into the packed dirt by her hooves. Before her, the gates were already being assailed by red-uniformed soldiers. Good. Now she just had to finish setting up and her cannons would be the most terrifying thing in the whole battle!

"You!" The prowler's head snapped to something roaring around the side of the fortifications. The vehicle spawner! How could she forget it was on the other side of the base?! She eyed the oncoming stampede of hooves smashing apart grass as it raised a foreleg towards the prowler. "Terran dog!"

"No, actually, we're horse-!" A muzzle flash was all she got as a hypersonic round slammed into the canyon wall behind her. She heard the distinct click of a firing mechanism that rang out ever so loudly as the distinct anti-armor cannon of a New Conglomerate vanguard smoked, venting heat. Her basilisk cannon peppered a steady thump-thump-thump-thump at the malicious black and red-painted prowler. This wasn't going to do anything. Especially not compare to either of their main cannons, but her own basilisk snapped sideways and let loose as well with a steady hail while the prowler glanced to the deployment marker as shots pinged off of each other's armor.

>Lock down complete.

The prowler started to laugh as her cannons were finished deploying. The sudden outburst marked the silence of their secondary weapons as she dug her hooves further into the ground, a manic grin on her face. Victory was nigh!

"You dare approach me?! You should know my rate of fire is eight times yours." Her cannons locked on, crosshair in the prowlerpone's eyes marking the target perfectly. Right in that stupid capitalist revolutionary's face. "Don't bother backing away, it's already over!" She fired. The double bark of her dual-cannon assembly marked a set of flashes of light in the nearly vanished sunlight. She felt the recoil course through her as her systems rapidly spat the shells and reloaded and fired again in the span of a second and a half.  She laughed as she pounded round after round downrange, the dust flinching with every shot. And she had a lot of them. The heavy clang of shells impacting metal were a beautiful sound, filling her view with smoke. Maybe if she wasn't so new she'd have sprung for night vision or thermal, but now wasn't the time. The prowler pony searched, satisfied as she waited to see the wreckage.

As the ringing in her ears returned to normal, she could hear the distinct revs engine of her adversary.

"No, wait."

Through the fog of war, blue and gold armor broke into view, coated behind a dazzling barrier in neon blue. The vanguard pony steamed ahead, grunting as her own cannon lobbed another shell. The shell flew across the gap between them, hitting the prowler's front with a puff of blackened and broken armor. The prowler spat a bit of slag, leaving it sizzling in the dirt.

"That's not even remotely fair!" The prowler blanched as basilisk rounds poked at her hull and her own basilisk returned with the steady chatter of the same all-purpose shells. "That should have broken your shield!" The vanguard was getting closer now and for a quick moment, she hesitated as she looked at her own forehooves. Dug into the dirt like this, she couldn't move. But vanguards took forever to load the next round. The prowler knew what she had to do. Her cannons tracked the approaching tank and let loose volley after volley. "Back off!" she yelled.

The vanguard continued her approach even as her shield faltered and broke under the continuous assault.

"Are you insane? Why are you charging? Do you want to die?!"

The vanguard glowered as she surged forward without hesitation, her voice elevated and excited as she trundled over the dirt, her own armor blackening but not penetrated nearly as badly as the Prowler's. "You're using Anti-personnel shells, you idiot!"

The prowler's eyes went wide as she glanced to the corner of her own view.  "Uh oh. No, get away!"
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AND THEN MAGRIDERS SHOWED UP BECAUSE OF COURSE THEY DID AND VANU SHITTED ON EVERYTHING FOREVER, THE END!