Lost Words and Unfinished Thoughts

Take Me Home by Phil Clawins played through the speakers of a Pony boombox that sat beside a strung out zebra with a glass pipe laying beside a limp hoof. The apartment block was a relic from the 60s, brick stained with carbon and its base lined with trash. This building was home to the Z Sect stone business.

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Celestia's Anti Drug Campaign '84

"This is stone, it's a cheap, and easy to manufacture drug that comes from sparkle. It looks completely harmless, almost like candy, but make no mistake my little ponies, this is a deadly substance that is wreaking havok accross our great nation...

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SCREECH

A blue police car screamed to a halt in front of the crumbling symbol of postmodern living and out of it came a zebra and a small dragon, the former slamming the door hard enough to splinter the window.

"Glasgow, this isn't a good idea, you know what they'll do to us if-"

"Shut the fuck up Sullivan," the irate zebra shouted at his partner, "That bastard broke his promise, and now he's gonna get what's coming to 'em."

"Glasgow-"

Glasgow drew his weapon in his teeth and pounded on the door, causing Sullivan to draw his weapon.

BANG BANG BANG!

"MANEHATTAN PD, OPEN THE DOOR," Sullivan shouted.

"We payed you off last week, now get the fuck on! You don't want this smoke, pigs," a voice shouted from inside.

Sullivan started at Glasgow, who simply nodded.

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February 6th, 1092 6:30 PM
Police Radio Recording #55690

"UNIT 14, SHOTS FIRED, OFFICER DOWN! SEND BACKUP!"