Rampage: Equestria's Punishment

by Sturmtruppen

Traps, lots and lots of traps

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I woke up from the feeling of someone patting  me. I opened my eyes to see one of the stewardess poking me on the shoulder, I "yes miss, what is it". She pointed out the window indicating that we were here at Trottingham. I nodded understanding. "Here, have a tip". I gave her a 50 bit bill, she took it dumbfounded as to why a stranger would be giving her a tip. Now I'm not really the kind of person that would normally tip someone, but it looked like she probably has a tough time with her financial situations, so every once in a while when I pass by people like that. That, in my opinion is a good time to tip someone, not when they don't deserve it, or if they have enough money. This mare as it seems, might be struggling. So why the hell not?

I stepped off the train and back onto the sweet ground, it's things like nature that always captivate the mind, you know? But sadly, it's also things like this that can't be controlled, it's unnatural. I turned my gaze to the road that led back to Ponyville, time to head home, I walked toward the lonely road thinking to myself just how deep I was in this shit. Let's see, I blew up government properties, killed probably around 180 ponies, and hijacked a radio station, wow, I've done a lot on my own in a short amount of time. I need to think of how I'm going to change Equestria next.... Let's see, I need to show any potential followers that I'm capable of handling a raid from Celestia's guards. Then, I'll have some real support, because not only do people want to follow someone with great ideas, but they also want a leader who can handle himself in some deep shit. Whether it'd be in am office full of paperwork, a whole house to remodel, or a whole platoon of Celestia's finest men.

All of these have something in common, the lengths of deeming themselves worthy of a certain title, mine is liberating Equestria, so in order to gain that role, I need to show everyone what I'm made of. I kept walking for about a whole hour and just reached the outskirts of Ponyville, I walked into town and made my way to my house to keep thinking how I can get the attention of Celestia's guards.

As I kept walking I saw that cafe, Sugercube corner, I looked through the window and saw Twilight sitting down with Pinkie drinking their refreshments. I'm not going to lie, killing kids was never my strongsuit. I didn't like killing him, but hey, it's survival of the fittest, somebody's gotta live, and somebody's gotta die. People are always asking the question, 'what's separating us from the animals, our sense of caring for our fellow person, all of a sudden we care about each other too much, we gotta do whatever it takes to keep them alive. See the animals, they just want to eat, they'll kill you and eat you, and they wouldn't care a both whether or not you had a family, or a rough past, or a great job. They don't care, they just want to live.

I reached my house and opened the door and closed it. I went down to the basement to unload the pack and took a look at one of the maps of the Everfree that I keep, should I decide to ever go there. All of a sudden, it came to me, I could lure the guards in with a false tip, I would set up traps all of over the Everfree and have an Old Wild West shootout. It's gutsy, but it'll give me the credit I need to lead followers to battle. I just needed the radio, where exactly to set up the traps, and a plan to get as many of them into the traps as possible so I could handle the guards with ease. It also dawned on me that I needed explosives, shit, I can't use flammable IEDs, they'll be useless in a dense forest. I need solid plastic C4 explosive types, and the materials to make laser tripwire mines. If I got those, I could certainly get to work.

A ring came form my doorbell, I quickly left the basement and shut the door behind me, I went to the door and answered it, it was that guy that had my pack into Manehattan undetected. "Hey there man, how's it kickin', you still doing your quest for changing the world". How the fuck does he know, no, it's okay, he might just be on a hunch. "Mind if I come in". I didn't see why not and had let him in.

"Nice house, it's the perfect cover". Okay, now I'm getting pissed.

"What do you mean the perfect cover", I asked trying to sound as stupid as possible. He didn't buy it.

"Naw, I ain't buying it, I deliver some package, and not thirty minutes later, a news station gets shot up and hijacked for a message to be spread by a very knowledgeable stallion". Damn, this guy really did his fuckin' homework. I gave in.

"Alright, you got me, you going tot report me to the authorities now", I asked. He shook his head.

"No actually, I'm here for a job proposal, I want to help". This guy was enthusiastic, I'll give him that, and full of heart.

"Alright, you got my attention, tell me how you can help me change the world for the better, and how we can bring this bullshit monarchy for a better government system", I wanted to be sure that he could handle a bit of heat and that he was up to the challenge that we may not live. "And what's your name".

"Swift Dagger, and as for how I can help you change the world, I could get you supplies you need and help to cover your traces in anyway that you need done", I was satisfied, for now.

"Alright go into the guest room, I got to show you something", he went through the hallway and asked which one was the guest room, "first one on the left". I shut the front door and made sure it was locked. I followed him and told him to move, I moved the carpet aside for, the trapdoor and opened it.

"Holy shit, nice spot", he chuckled. "So what exactly are we doin' here", he said as he jumped in after me.

"Well", I started. "I need to show that I can lead an army, because no doubt some people believe me enough to fight alongside me, but they need reassurance that I can handle myself in a tough situation". I told him my pal of taking down the most highly trained operatives in Equestria. Then, soon after, people would try to track me down and fight with me and rip Canterlot apart.

He whistled, "so where do I come in". I explained that I need some explosive material to make some plastic C4s, and I need the material to make laser tripwire. He nodded, "and that's where I come in and get the supplies, right"? I nodded. "Okay, I can handle that, but what if you take down the operatives, and I'm marked for suspicion".

"Don't worry I got a bed down here, and I can give you food while we rearm ourselves after this to take on Canterlot", I pointed to he bed and he groaned. "You got a better idea". He shook his head, "okay, then stop whining and head out there, and get the shit we need". He climbed out and I followed him out I put a hand on his shoulder and he turned around, "thanks, this is going to go a lot easier if you get the materials".

"Look, it's not a problem, I don't like Celestia either, there's no way she can do everything she says she can do, and everything you said on the broadcast made me consider what I should do, and here we are". I smiled and patted him on the back.

"You're a good man", he walked off and I went back inside my house to count the remaining ammo I had left. Not a lot, only four magazines, two for each gun. I concluded that I could get Swift to get additional ammunition and magazines. Alright, that's decided, he should get the explosive material, so that's checked,chat else was there. Oh yeah, a fake tip, I could get Swift to get in a panic expression, beg Twilight to contact Celestia, tell her that he saw a black figure dressed with armor and had guns. Knowing her, Celestia would send out her troops not a second after hearing the tip. Her men would show up, and I would get the jump on them. After they were dealt with, I would focus on getting as much man-power to lead on an assualt at the Canterlot Castle. That's right, we're coming for you Celestia. And I'm looking forward to it.

Knowing that it would take awhile for Swift to get the stuff, I decided to just relax and listen to the radio in my room, I went to the kitchen and pulled out some potatoe chips and went back, I opened the bag and listen to the recent news. "Following up on the story on the Manehattan Radio Station hijack, we found out that not a day after the attack, there are riots in Las Pegasus, parts of Manehattan, and Trottingham, not to mention, Sweet Appleloosa. It seems to be some kind of revolt and that they have the intention to gettin grid of the monarch government". I listened grinning goofily to myself, people are finally awake,chow they just need a leader who can properly lead them in the right direction into the promised land.

3 hours later......

A knock could be heard as I was just pulled away from nearly drifting off to sleep. I got up and rubbed my eyes on the way to the door, I opened and guess who it was, Swift. "You got the supplies, we need them if we're going to do this". He nodded.

"Yeah, it's all here, you just got to get it all set up". I smiled and told him to come in.

"Listen Swfit", I began. He turned his head and was attentive. "I need you to head out and do two things tomorrow, one get some ammo anonymously, two, get to Twilight and give her a fake tip that I'm hiding out here at the Everfree, I'll take care of the rest".

He nodded, "do you need time to get everything all set up, because I can do both no prob".

I nodded, "give me about three hours after you give me the ammo, so I load up and set up the traps". He raised a brow.

"We're not doing that today". He wss right to be a bit confused. I shook my head.

"No, we're going to build the bombs and put them up tomorrow". He nodded. "You can crash on the bed here in the guest room, you traveled all the way from Manhattan, you deserve to rest".

He nodded, "okay man, whatever you want". He headed off to bed and I went downstairs. The process with making a plastic C4 IED, is more or less the same as making the flammable fluid bombs, just a lot faster, you don't have any liquids holding you back from connecting the actual explosive to the detonator. This took a whole hour and I stood up to admire the handy work I just made. I'm damn good st what I do, that's for sure.

I only hope everything goes according to plan, if not, Equestria's fucked...

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