Purple is the new Black. #1

>Waking up in the middle of a field, you feel lighter for some reason.
>Checking for your weapons, the only one you find, is your faithful Penetrator.
>Ahh your giant purple dildo bat.
>You remember killing some good civilians with it.
"What the fuck happened this time?"
>You ask yourself.
>Equipping your bat, you walk in whatever direction you want, because you know, you're a goddamn billionaire.
>Sucks that you don't have anyone to talk to, preferably someone you give a fuck about, sooo, anyone but Pierce.
>Fuck Pierce.
>Probably his fault you're here, that black motherfucker.
>A while later, you hear, "Umm, e-excuse m-me mr a-ape thing, where are y-you g-going?"
>Looking around, the only thing you notice one animal.
"Hey small horse, who said that?"
>Somehow it looks offended, "You may be frightening, but you don't h-have to be mean."
>It just fuckin talked, a talking horse. What the blueberry fuck is going on here?
>"I m-mean, if you're going to call me anything, call me a pony, but my name is Fluttershy."
>She's still talking?
"Hey, horse. I don't know where the fuck I am right now. If I did, the world would already idolize me."
>Meh, you met one person who didn't know your name, he should remember with it engraved in his chest.
>You put your hand out.
"Name's Anon, but most just call me Boss."
>She reluctantly shakes you hand with a "hoof".
>As soon as you establish a small street gang, first, celebrity, next, world leader.
>But first, gain the ponys trust.
"So, Butterfly, what do you ponies do for fun here?"
>"Umm, actually my name is Fluttershy." she tries to correct
"Sure it is, now what usually happens here, gang fights, drive-bys, gameshow that lets you kill people for money?"
>She looks terrified, "Why would you kill others for money!?" she asks.
"Hey, someone's gotta entertain a gangland city."
>God, how can these ponies not enjoy a good ol' cold-blooded murder?
>She's awfully quiet for the rest of the trip, was it something you said?
>She must be like that one girl you met as a kid, you don't think she like all the murdering.

*Five minutes later*

>Arriving in a small village full of ponies, she leaves you at a large tree-house.
>You remember your first tree-house, you hated it, you burnt it down with the neighborhood bully in it, no one fucked with you again.
>Well you were sent to a correctional facility about twenty miles in all directions to civilization.
>It sucked.
>Knocking on the door it opens to a small horse with a horn on her head.
>Walking past her you say.
"Yo bitch, Shutterflutter told me to talk to you."
>You sit down on her couch, getting used to all the books on the walls.
>Must be a library, you remember when you burnt down that cities library, along with half of it too.
>Easy to say, they didn't want you to be president.
>You realise that you burnt down alot of buildings as a kid.
>Exiting the thoughts you look at lavender librarian.
>She looks at you strangely, as if you had three heads.
"What?"
>She continues to stare.
>What are you looking at?
"What da fuck you lookin' at bitch!?"
>You hear, "Nope!" just before you teleport.
>Ughh, it feels like Pierce gave you one of his fruity drinks he mixes, and forced you to drink it.
>You find yourself infront of what looks like a bakery.
>Something doesn't feel right.
>Using your detection skills, you snap to face a mint colored pony.
>She flinches when you trn but sit still afterwards.
>She just sits there and stares at you.
>Very awkwardly you might add.
"Hey, if you keep looking at me like that, there will be a baseball bat entering your ass-hole."
>You say holding your dildo-bat in one hand and pointing at her with your right index finger.
>She gets the message and starts to run away.
>You turn to enter the bakery not knowing it to be one of the worst things you could do in small horse world.