>Day 'SEARCHING FOR THE TRUUUUUUTH" in Equestria...
>You knock on the door of a house.
>It creaks open, so you let yourself in, looking for the owner.
>Inside, you find said owner.
>They are at a fireplace, tending to it.
>They are a unicorn and have a blue coat and black mane, and they appear to have...oh god.
>Their cutie mark is a sliced off dick.
>That's not even appropriate.
"Uh, excuse me."
>You walk up to them.
"Have you seen this mare?"
>You flash them a picture of the mailmare herself, Derpy.
>For some reason, when you arrived, you haven't seen her.
>Supposedly, she had gone missing, according to Celestia.
>She was last seen delivering mail to Transville, a neighboring town of Ponyville.
>You were here to see if the locals knew anything about her whereabouts.
>The resident uttered some noises, which you recognized as Trannytalk, as most ponies called it.
>It seemed hostile, and you got the hint.
"Sorry to have bothered you..."
>You turn around and leave, and notice the painting on the wall.
>It's a picture of an Alicorn.
>It's flesh coated and black maned, and she looks familiar.
"Say, by some chance, who is th-"
>As you turn around, you see them swinging an axe at you!
>You dodge, the axe barely missing.
>You pull out a 9mm automatic pistol.
"Freeze!"
>They continue to approach you, axe levitating next to them.
"I said freeze!"

>They still approach.
>Two strikes, they're out.
>You fire a shot to the head.
>They stagger, and you follow it up with a roundhouse kick.
>They fall to the floor, and you stomp their head, smashing it.
>After the fear fades, you realize what you did.
>You killed a pony.
>Damn, that wasn't as hard as you thought, but still...damn.
>Suddenly, your transceiver rings, which you pick up.
>"Anon, is everyth-"
"First off, again, call me Leon. Secondly."
>You clear your throat.
"Hunnigan, there was a hostile local. I had no choice but to neutralize him. There are still others surrounding the area."
>"...My name is Satellite, for the last time, and no, I am not calling you Leon, Anon."
>You sigh. Damn, there goes your dream.
>"That said, get out of there. We want minimal casualties."
"Understood."
>You hang up.
>I swear that's it for RE4 references, starting now.

>Well, ok, you really don't want to have to kill again if not necessary. The thought of doing it before still makes you pretty damn uncomfortable.
>Then again, you hate being told what to do.
>Might as well swallow your pride and sneakily sneak away.
>You open the back window, and jump out.
>You sneak past the Trannies, all trying to break down the door.
>You quietly go down the path, using your binoculars every now and then to look ahead.
>You manage to slip by a few, until the end.
>There's a group of three trannies on a hill.
>They say some things before running off.
>You decide to give chase, at least to make sure they don't report you.