A small introduction to Madness

It was in Nevada where it all started.  A few grunts, the measly underlings of the agency.  After the Auditor died from Hank and the two Noobs, Deimos and Sanford, the old Agency against Hank was divided into many sub agencies with differing goals.  This Agency was one of the top agencies, it was made to create new weapons to defend and possibly kill Hank, but they weren't that optimistic... yet.  This agency's name was S.A.D. or Survive and Die.  And true to its name, this one agency was fixed on building a portal to another world, to get away from all of this and ultimately survive.  They were tired of dying from the higher ups: Hank, Jesus, Tricky, Deimos, Sanford, and the Auditor.  Thus they started to create, the P.O.O.H or the Portal Out Of Here.  And thus, this story started.

A few grunts were walking by carrying tools for some A.T.P. engineers' project, passing a dark cloud, seemingly just floating around.  Shrugging, they continued on, entering a box-like house, guarded by two agents each with a Uzi. The former black cloud was the Auditor.  He, no, it was in a low energy state mode from its recent death.  It was watching, watching these lower beings create as he thought, a new weapon.  It knew it is not strong enough to stop them nor help them, but it felt this creation would give these lower beings much power.  But once it received its full energy power back, it would steal it, and rule Nevada once more.  However not like a game master as per last, but as a tyrant with an iron fist.

Unknown to the Auditor and the S.A.D. agency, Tricky, the Clown, was watching them.  Tricky was the former right hand of the Auditor before he went rouge.  He was one of the last things in this world with a Improbable drive, which was remade after Jesus shot it.  His rage to Hank and love for dancing was currently occupied from this power radiating from this box-house, the home of the S.A.D. agency.  He felt that this new power would stop him from doing what he loved doing best; thus, he took it upon himself to clear them out, destroy the power, and leave to seek revenge upon Hank or dance in his Dj.

And as he thought what he could do instead of attacking this agency, the grunts reached the 5th, and top, floor and gave the A.T.P. engineers the final materials which they needed to finish their almost done machine.  After checking over the materials, the A.T.P. engineers, nodding to the grunts, pointed to the door, signaling them to prevent anything from coming in at all costs until they finish.  The grunts, saluting, went to the video surveillance room, located at the 5th floor.  The Clown, feeling that the machine might be completed soon and wanting to stop such event, started his massacre by threw a grenade at the door.

At the square building, the two grunts were watching the video footage of the building as said to them by the A.T.P. engineers.  Looking at the entrance camera, they saw a grenade blow up the two agents guarding it and a weird person with an iron slab mask.  Was there green behind it?  Probably not, they reasoned, the hands of said human was regular.  Nevertheless, they hit the big red button which said "hit here in case of an invasion".

The person wearing the iron slab was no one else but Tricky, the Clown who was equipping his usual weapons which were a street sign and a M16.  The iron slab was his own idea and he wore it once he became a zombie.  He was literally the only intelligent zombie, able to control himself due to the improbable drive.  Hearing the alarms sounding, Tricky shrugged as he started slaying all the weak grunts with sadistic glee.  'Maybe', Tricky thought, 'Coming here wasn't going to be such a bore' as he shot a grunt with a grenade launcher.

--- Meanwhile in Ponyville ---

Pinkie Pie, the pink reality warping, mind boggling pony, felt something in her pinkie sense.  Pinkie checked herself and identified it as nothing but ABUNCH OF NEW PONIES COMING!.  'Wait' she thought as she reviewed her body's symptoms once more, 'was it animated humans?' yet Pinkie didn't know what humans were and better yet, what an animation was. But, smiling broadly in a way only Pinkie can do, she bounced off, defying physics, off to create a new party for these new "humans".  Meanwhile, at Twilight's tree house, which was a home also to Spike the baby dragon.  Twilight was a strong unicorn who studied magic in the field of friendship and was the only student of the Sun Goddess, Celestia.  She felt something, as if it was defying the world as she knew it, to be honest, she felt like Pinkie was next to her.

"Hello Twilight!" Pinkie cheered, next to guess who? Twilight!  and after said pony freaked out, Pinkie all but yelled in a overly cheerful manner "I think Aliens are coming to Equestria and I need your help on predicting where they are going to come at!!"

Twilight, getting more composed, brushed herself off and started a long lecture on how one cannot look in the future and how aliens simply do not pop out of no where as comic books display them.  Pinkie huffed as Twilight started her 3 hour lecture.

--- Back in Nevada ---

Tricky finished impaling Olaf the Grunt before moving on to the next floor, floor four.  Killing the grunts was no challenge to him, even without the reality warping improbable drive, he still could solo the base alone.  On the other hand, the A.T.P engineers were rushing to complete the machine while the A.T.P. Soldats were getting ready for a final stand while their grunts and agents were being massacred by the dozen.  One A.T.P. engineer was installing a bomb on the door for hopefully luck finds its way, blow up the intruder now identified as Tricky.  Hopefully, Tricky wouldn't burst through the door, sending the bomb their way.  The two grunts in the video room, looked at each other then hid in a locker, they had nothing to gain by dying as the other grunts in the cameras showed.  The A.T.P. soldats were tense, waiting for the intruder to come.  Seconds past then minutes, then the Clown opened up the door saying "Hello!" only for the door to blow up on his face.  The A.T.P. soldats and engineers cheered a small cheer and started to finish the 98% done machine only for red words to appear over the Clown's body.

ERROR.  CLOWN CANNOT DIE.  RE-ENGAGE, CORRECTION, Reboot.useSeed(sRAND)

The A.T.P. soldats seeing this, aligned their various weapons at the dead Clown while a few grunts, survivors of the slaughter, came into the room to point their pistols and one grenade launcher at the Clown.  The A.T.P. engineers, on the other hand, started to frantically finish now the 99% done machine.  Suddenly a burst of light erupted on the Clown's dead body as he reappeared above it, hovering over it.  The Clown started to twitch wildly as words appeared next to him IMPROBABLE DRIVE HAS BEEN ENGAGED, THE CLOWN IS ENRAGED All the soldiers aiming at the Clown opened fire.  The Clown, still twitching and completely annoyed from his death, in a split second, broke the floor and fell downward.   The A.T.P. soldats started to form a circle for protection, while the grunts started to move towards the hole.  Suddenly, Tricky, the Clown, burst through the floor, killing two A.T.P. soldats, the grunts, reacting, started to open fire on the Clown, only for him to dodge out of the way while the A.T.P. soldats were blown up from the grunt with the grenade launcher.  The Clown, only taking a moment of satisfaction in his twisted mind, appeared next to the grunts in a burst of speed, give thanks to the Improabable Drive, and stabbed the grunt equipped with the grenade launcher as he started to open fire on the grunts with his M16.  In a few seconds, all of them were dead on the ground.  Tricky, looking back at the A.T.P engineer's, saw an empty room with the weird power radiating machine in the middle.  Figuring that the A.T.P. engineers fled, Tricky proceeded to destroy the 100% completed machine with his stop sign.  Silly fool, he doomed Nevada to go to a colorful world of rainbows which is highly in contrast to the gray and dark wastes of Nevada.  And thus with a burst of bright light, the entirety of Nevada were placed into a world of ponies.