[HEADING=1]SOMEWHERE UNDERGROUND![/HEADING]
Ghost struggles to get a signal topside.
Ghost: "RaN? Roach? Talk to me! What's going on up there?"
Not receiving a response and having gone too far to travel back, Ghost continues pulling himself forward. A small amount of debris blocks his path.
Ghost: "Well, that's just lovely."
As Ghost pushes through the debris, he accidentally snaps a support column, burying him under twenty feet of stone and dirt.
[HEADING=1]IN APPLELOOSA![/HEADING]
RaN: "Ghost, are you there? What's your status, over?"
Roach: "Aw no..."
Roach points to a clearing 300 yards away from our position. We watch as the surface of the valley caves into the ground.
RaN: "You don't think he was still down there, do you?"
Roach bows his head in silence.
RaN: "Son of a *****... Alright, let's keep moving."
The four of us ride into town. We approach the train station.
Sheriff: "Braeburn, you go on with the two gentlemen. I need to stay behind. Celestia knows what would happen if I left Appleloosa unprotected."
Braeburn: "If you say so, sir."
Braeburn, Roach and I catch the train just as it embarks for Canterlot.
[HEADING=1]IN THE MOJAVE![/HEADING]
RaN: "Oh my God. There is absolutely NOTHING to do here."
Auditor: "Did you find out what else that thing on your wrist can do?"
RaN: "I've been tinkering with it for a few days now, but I can't make heads or tails of the technology. This is very advanced hardware we're talking about."
Auditor: "... Can it play Crysis on max settings?"
RaN: "Of course not. It's a weapon, not a computer... Have you even played Crysis? It's pretty mediocre. There's absolutely nothing in that game that hasn't already been done in Far Cry."
Auditor: "But the graphics-"
RaN: "Are the only focus in the game. Take them away and it's pretty much the same as any other military shooter."
Auditor: "But the suit-"
RaN: "Is badass, but the developers treat it like the main character. Nomad doesn't have any personality or character development at all."
Auditor: "But the aliens-"
RaN: "War of the Worlds."
Auditor: *sigh* "Whatever..."
The Auditor takes a swig from his flask and walks away. I get back to doing whatever the Hell I was doing.