Horacio's survival to Equestria
Mindful Shenanigans pt 2: Mind pursuit
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Horacio
I passed by the front of the police station, of course there are cops after me! I thought. I looked by the rearview mirror, there were like ten, fifteen cop cars on my tail. The reason why I went by the station is because I accidentaly went there. Five minutes later I entered a pursuit. Oh well, let's do this! and with that, I pressed the gas pedal and began outruning the cops.
Sadly it was for ten seconds.
The cops I just evaded were civic cruisers. These ones, sadly, where federal patrol.
"Why to go into higher level units?" I muttered. "I will not know, better finish this as soon as posible."
There was one that stood out, and I am damn sure I know where I've seen the color pattern.
Then, my mind clicked. Tuned car + high level pursuit = Need for speed. Yeah, that video-game series was a good memory on my head. The one that I played the most was Most Wanted, and from there I will be trying to copy some of its elements into this dream. I spawned a HUD similar to the game's on my vision. Why? Because I can! I mean, remember this is my dream, right?
Anyway, moving on...
The patter belonged to the main police element in such game:
Sergeant Cross.
The cops were closing fast. I needed a distraction to lure them off, or a way to block them. Then I thought, Why to end this now? If the cops are like the ones of Most Wanted (Supported by the fact I copied everything from it), I could play with them for a bit, then, bail the fuck out.
Twilight
Okay, I thought the runner is not even moving faster or pulling over. What is he doing? Then, like on cue, 'it' (I will call 'it' because I have no other pronoun for it) began to accelerate, and I gave pursuit.
From what I have seen, it is trying to outrun us, but it is impossible by the fact of both of our vehicles are similar in power. I thought. But then, its car expels a blue flame from a tube on the lower par of the vehicle, and begins to outrun us! I pressed the pedal harder, only to find out it is on the limit.
"Unit 501" The voice on the radio said "you are allowed to use roadblocks to slow dow the runner."
Roadblocks... Yes! My face beamed in enlightenment. Why haven't I thought of this earlier? I don't know. But better tardy than never.
Horacio
I knew the cops from the "Need for Speed" games were easy to beat, but please! I just used a full nitrogenous tank and I already lost them! And there I was, waiting for them to appear. A song starts ringing on my head, and I look at my rearview to see cops appearing.
Here we go... , I pressed the gas pedal to the top, tires squeaking on the asphalt. I ran to the center of the city, as I remembered there is a good amount of alleyways where I could hide from the cops. But, as said earlier, I will play a bit.
Twilight
"Unit 501 to HQ, we have visual on suspect,over." I said over the radio. I spotted the target parked in the middle of the road, running away when it saw us.
That will not happen again.
"Requesting roadblock infront of our position." I said through the radio.
"Deploying roadblock." the voice answered.
I gave hot pursuit to the suspect, avoiding traffic, walls, and junk that were between me and my quarry. I loved going fast. My heart was at a mile per hour, adrenalin saturating my brain. Was this what Rainbow felt when flying at break-neck speed? Now I get why she loves it so much. (Avoiding the fact that pegasi like her are meant to fly like that.)
I was getting closer to the suspect, almost at ramming distance; but then, again, it summoned the blue flame, leaving me behind. Luckily I have requested a roadblock, maybe that will work.
Horacio
Cross, if it is him, was getting dangerously close. I used the nitrous again, getting into a more comfortable distance. From what I remember from the game, I jumped from a level 3 to a level 6 pursuit.
What the fuck is my mind doi-
My thought train crashed, as my car, because I didn't see a roadblock infront of me. Fuck, even inside my dreams pain exists. I quickly composed myself and barely escaped the block before the cops behind me caught up.
Twilight
The roadblock was successful, for a short time, though. The suspect regained from the crash and escaped before any unit could catch up. How it was able to maintain such damage and still go on was beyond my understanding. Still, it had to be taken down. I requested some more roadblocks, hopefully one of them will stop the suspect.
Twenty minutes later.
None of them did.
The suspect went through the blocks like knife through hot butter. Some times it went to big circuits on the streets and did various laps, dodging units trying to ram it, myself included. Gosh, it was getting annoying.
We managed to corner it on an abandoned warehouse, which's only exit was behind us. I wanted to give it a last warning to pull over, so I searched in the car for something like a megaphone. With no avail, I decided to use a voice-amplifier spell. "You are under arrest! Pull over and we will not use lethal force!" I shouted. As a note, lethal force was not authorized at any time, but was authorized the use of it as a threat to force the suspect to pull over. "This is your last chance! Pull over or we will come and get you out!"
Now, let's see if it worked.
Horacio
After the cop shouted the warning in a really familiar voice, I looked at my options. I could either turn myself in and end this dream now...
or...
escape like the boss I can be.
There was drawbacks on the later option, obviously. First of all is that there was no way out to the naked eye. Giving it a little review, there was a weak spot on the block that covered all the width of the warehouse. It was easy to go through that, but what about the other units in the place? They could catch up quickly and total my car, which can be avoided using surgical precision.
I needed to make up my mind and end this,
once and for all.
WOW, I finished this one early!
Moving to the booths:
Will Horacio be...
[BUSTED][ ][or][ ][EVADED]
As always, your choice.
Until next time
And remember, readers...
Horacio's fate is in your hands hooves.
