Murder Time, Fun Time

After the incident that destroyed Kingdom Come Records, Pinkie and Playa took some time to relax at their loft near the church while getting some much needed sleep.

The next morning, Playa and Pinkie returned to the church to see what else they could do against the Vice Kings. Julius informed them that Sunnyvale Gardens, which was west of Bavogian Plaza, was ready to be taken by the Saints. “Some of Warren Williams’ crew are gonna be meeting to discuss getting in on the drug trade. We need to take them out to teach the Vice Kings why they shouldn’t fuck with our business.”

Pinkie wasn’t sure on the context of what he said but it implied that the Saints were already part of the drug trade. However, Pinkie and Pinkamena were curious about something else though. “I heard Benjamin King is the leader of the Vice Kings and I heard about Tanya and now Warren Williams. Who else is leading the Vice Kings?”

“I’ll let Johnny fill you in on that one. He’s the one in charge of the efforts against them after all.” With that, Julius walked away.

Pinkie pouted at Julius’ deflection but got over it quickly before pulling out the map from her mane. She convinced Pinkamena to let her choose the next thing to do and decided to find another Saints sympathizer to help. Choosing one at random, Pinkie’s hoof landed on one that was just east of Union Square in Adept Way in the Downtown District.

Pinkie let Playa have his sorely needed driving practice as they drove to Adept Way. The location on the map led them to an attorney’s office.

The duo entered the office to see the attorney in question. The man was wearing a black and yellow business suit and tie and a pair of glasses. He appeared to be in the middle of a call to a client. “How many times do I have to explain it to you Miss Jackson, do not walk around without wearing your neck brace. If someone catches you it could severely hurt our chances in court. Just remember: the whiplash has caused excruciating, chronic pain. You got that? Good. Have a good night Miss Jackson.” He hung up his phone and addressed his company. “What can i do for you young man? I am Legal Lee.” He shook Playa’s hand. “ Are you looking to put together a case? Before we can file a claim we need to find something wrong with you...you seem like an enterprising guy...I’m sure you can come up with something.” He then looked at Pinkie. “I’m sorry, I’m afraid I don’t do animal clients. The insurance companies give next to nothing for injuries done to non-humans.”

Pinkie snapped at Lee, “Hey! That’s racist!”

Lee raised his hands defensively. “It’s not my fault. It’s just how the legal system works. Even if you are sentient, the courts will use your non-human status against you. But I do know of a way you can help me out. I’ve heard rumors of your violent streak. I have a number of clients who have hefty health insurance policies. It would be fortunate for me if someone were to attack them in broad daylight. Don’t kill them of course since we still need them alive to collect on their insurance. I get my cut in legal fees and you get a cut of those legal fees.” Lee gives Pinkie a number of photos of his clients.

Since Lee’s task was violent, Pinkie let her counterpart handle the task.

Outside the office, Pinkamena and Playa set to their assigned tasks. Pinkamena saw her first victim that she identified from the photos. She ran up to the unfortunate soul from behind and sent him flying forward with an earth pony magic-charged headbutt. The victim hit the ground a few times before sliding across the ground. He managed to get up and showed he was now walking with a limp but that wasn’t enough for a big claim to his insurance company so she ran up beside him and sent him flying again with a buck into the street. He slammed into two cars mid-flight before landing on the sidewalk on the other side of the street sprawled out and looking ready for several months of hospital time.

Pinkamena noticed Playa was having a hard time receiving convincing injuries while he was playing in traffic. Either the cars were stopping before they hit him or he simply got hit while still protecting himself.

Pinkie had something to say so Pinkamena swapped to Pinkie who pulled out her megaphone and yelled, “What are you doing, Playa? You gotta ragdoll! You know, like that guy did.” She pointed to the horribly injured victim. “Just let yourself go limp before they hit you.”

Playa took Pinkie’s advice and attempted to ragdoll several times before he finally figured out how to do it. Pinkie switched back to Pinkamena and left her mute companion to his fun.

Meanwhile, Pinkamena had a list to complete. She found other people from the photos before she moved in to savagely beat them. At one point, she ripped a street sign from its base and beat their face with it until it was unrecognizable.

This went on until Lee was satisfied that Playa had built up a massive insurance claim and Pinkamena finished the list. Lee gave both of them a bulletproof vest to reduce the harm that bullets would do to them. While Pinkamena asked about full body coverage for the effect, Lee stated that only the SWAT teams have full coverage and he didn’t have that kind of equipment.

With the task done, Playa and Pinkamena decided to pay a visit to Sunnyvale gardens to evict some Vice Kings from a loft located there.

Their assault started when Playa and Pinkamena cleared out the yard outside of the loft. Playa dropped some VKs with his SMG while Pinkamena chose the shotgun she acquired somewhere. Once the yard was clear, the duo ran around to the other side of the loft and forced their way in and up a stairwell where they cleared the VK presence on the top floor.

Playa found a McManus sniper rifle on the ground and helped himself to it.

When he looked outside he saw a large number of Vice Kings entering the yard they just cleared out and he noticed that a good number of them had rocket launchers to blow him and his pink partner to kingdom come.

While Playa was busy trying to find an opportunity to snipe the small VK army, Pinkamena decided to turn the assault mission into a stealth mission by sneaking back into the yard. While the Vice Kings’ attention was on Playa, Pinkamena found an old decorated robe with a hood that was in her size as well as a pair of bracers with hidden blades within. She shrugged before putting on the robe and equipping the bracers. The assassin-dressed mare snuck around the yard grabbing goons by the neck and stabbing them in the back with the hidden blades while preventing them from screaming to draw the others’ attention, hiding the bodies afterward. As the sneaky mare’s stealth kills piled up, Playa had more opportunities to snipe more VK. One did notice Pinkamena sneaking around but was quickly silenced with a long range headshot.

The last of the VK leaders in the area were soon wiped out and the Saints laid claim to Sunnyvale Gardens. Pinkamena tossed the robe back into the dumpster because this wasn’t an Assassin’s Creed crossover but she did keep the hidden blades in case she had another fun idea involving them.

Pinkamena’s cell phone rang a minute later. She answered the call which was from Johnny who wanted her and Playa to meet him at the Freckle Bitch’s near the church to discuss their next move against the Vice Kings.

It took a few minutes and a drive through a Forgive and Forget, which Pinkamena was making Playa pay the full price and not splitting the bill, before the duo met with Johnny at the nearby Freckle Bitch’s.

Pinkamena and Playa walked in on Johnny and Aisha having another fight, this time it was about the location he chose for a dinner date. The mare, in the past, had let colts take her on dinner dates every so often though that was more to get a free meal and letting the colt pay before eventually telling him that things weren’t going to work out between them. The ones who got pushy ended up missing a few teeth. Her parents were often upset with her for the next week afterward.

Johnny noticed the two and was grateful for their timing to get him away from having to explain why he doesn’t take Aisha to fancy places to eat. The woman walked away in a huff.

“Whatever, she don’t appreciate fine dining,” Johnny said. “Now I’ve been talkin’ to Eesh’s sister. Turns out Tanya’s been fuckin’ people in every sense of the word. Not only is she blowin’ King’s bodyguard, Big Tony, but she’s fuckin’ Warren Williams, their numbers guy, whenever Tony ain’t lookin’. Between Tony and Warren the only person she isn’t leading around by their cock is King. so I’m thinkin’ we put the hurt on Tanya, we’re fuckin’ up the Vice Kings. She’s got an operation in Prawn Court, that’s where we’ll start. Roll in there and put the murder on anyone you see, customers included. Who wants to die for a blowjob right?”

Pinkamena placed a hoof on her chin, “Sounds to me like Tanya is putting herself in a position to overthrow King. I’m guessing King isn’t so easily manipulated and Tanya knows it so she might be planning to turn the Vice Kings against him the moment an opportunity presents itself. We keep fucking up his business and King will likely wind up dead before we get a shot at him.”

“You got a point there. I’ll bring the matter up with Julius; the two of them have history. In the meantime, you two got a whorehouse to clear out. Take out her hired help on the way.”

Playa ended up driving up to the first patrol and killed the driver with his SMG. Pinkamena decided to steal the now vacant car to go after one of the remaining two patrols while Playa went after the other.

While Pinkamena was not a very good driver, she was assisted by Pinkie subconsciously guiding her driving so they reached the fourth VK patrol without incident. Using the rocket launcher and ammo that was lying around after their trip to Sunnyvale, Pinkamena blew up the patrol car so they could get to the brothel at Prawn Court faster. Prawn Court was located south of Bagovian Plaza and Rebadeaux.

Pinkamena arrived two minutes before Playa did. She took the time to check her ammo and sensed Pinkie retreating to her isolated place in the mindspace to avoid seeing and hearing the coming bloodbath. In some ways she felt bad for her counterpart because they were in a world where murder and crime were commonplace.

Shaking her thoughts away, Pinkamena returned to the task at hand. Playa had just arrived and it was time to bloody the brothel. Playa charged into the alley to reach the back entrance, gunning down any VK with a hailstorm of bullets. Reaching the entrance, Playa kicked the door down and the duo began shooting at anyone wearing yellow. Pinkamena got up close and personal with a shotgun while doing her best to dodge retaliating fire when she could. Each private room opened revealed another Vice King thug having his or her sexual fantasies fulfilled. Some of the sex workers ended up killed in the crossfire which was unfortunate but it would teach the rest not to provide anymore service to the Vice Kings.

Control of Prawn Court changed hands within hours.

If the Saints didn’t have the attention of the Vice Kings before, they would have it now.