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Two matches and he's in the Hall of Fame I'd say that's pretty impressive

Gridia also waved goodbye to the book store owners and followed Stardust to Sugarcube Corner, and she could swear she saw a purple winged unicorn zip in past them. She sat across from him and tried to lean over to read the book he was pouring over, but she couldn't make heads or tails of it from that angle. So instead, she wondered why he got a book on salmon, then started getting an urge for fish until Stardust spoke up. "Oh... no I didn't actually," she muttered, "you can treat me if you want. And it was no big deal really."

KILL IT KILL IT WITH FIRE

Get Roman Reigns over in two easy steps 1. Make him stop talking 2. Let him beat people up

I secretly want someone to make a Team Fortress 2 mod where the conga music is replaced with No Way Jose's theme

Star's heart was racing as she rushed through the alley, finding the silence far too suspicious. It was never this quiet, which had to mean something was up. She kept looking over her shoulders, in case something jumped her. She made it out into the street, the supermarket in sight. She glanced around, to see if the coast was clear.

Indus mulled over Summer's proposal, and gave her a small nod. "It could work... try to keep inconspicuous though, we can't have anypony thinking you're spying on them." He walked over to a shop window, staring at it to make it seem like he was interested in buying something, while making quick glances at the guard he'd been following. He could wait for a newcomer to come to town, but the chances of that happening were slim. His next best option was to investigate the museum. Considering the ruckus that had stirred, it would be a hotspot for information. He began to nonchalantly make his way there.

Star loomed over a map of the city on the break room table, which depicted backroads and alleys as well as main streets and buildings. She traced her finger along it, going from the police station she was using as a bunker to the supermarket where, hopefully, food and water was still residing. "If I go down this alley... and through this yard... yeah, they usually don't hang out around back that way." She walked over to the couch and grabbed a backpack, containing a flashlight and a crowbar sticking out of the top, as well as a small collection of medical supplies. It left plenty of room to carry the food and water she'd need. She walked over to a backdoor, leading out to the yard surrounded by a chainlink fence and topped with barbed wire, the gate padlocked shut. No walkers in sight. She slipped out the gate, locking it behind her, and slunk through to the back alleyway.

Gridia blinked and reached over the counter, grabbing the unconscious mare. "Looks like we got our culprit," she said, and flopped her over Stardust's back, assuming he could carry her. She looked around and saw the tall and older mare with the Trottingham accent, and nonchalantly waved a claw. "Sup. Sorry 'bout the mess, had a bit of a... predicament."

The city police station was one of the few standing buildings left, let alone buildings with fortifications. Most, if not nearly all of the police force had either been taken, or turned into recruits of the undead horde. Nearly all, because Officer Star Crest was left. The young woman was fresh out of the academy for a few months before the outbreak, and now she was possibly the only officer left alive. Her trusty lightweight armour and pistol had served her well in the outbreak, and she had used her training and resourcefulness to turn the police HQ into a small fortress. Food was running short, but she was holding strong for as long as she could. Hopefully the supermarket nearby hadn't been fully looted, so she could check for supplies.

Gridia watched, rather wide-eyed as Paperback Writer, who she assumed was Pulp's Stand, got to work taking care of Scorpion Brain McGee over there. The Stand seemed to be totally made of paper, and made quick work of the robot thing. "I like him," she grinned to Stardust. She jolted upright from the scream, and looked over to the counter.

*casually pushes Star in*

Owlheard nodded back at Kitestar, understanding that he would be leading the patrol. He padded out into the territory, expecting Slumberfur and Amberpaw to follow. ThunderClan Territory He led the small patrol of cats through the forested territory, the gentle wind brushing his fur and the sun glimmering through the leaves. "We'll show you how to mark the borders," he murmured to his apprentice, "you'll be expected to do it on patrols, as well as keep an eye for other Clan cats in case they attempt a sneak attack."

Owlheart nodded, and padded toward Slumberfur and Kitestar. "No need to be nervous, it's just a regular border patrol. Tomorrow I'll show you around the territory and we'll get to work on your hunting." He stood in front of his leader, waiting for the signal to begin the patrol. Too many cats may set off the WindClan patrol, he thought.

Gridia bit her beak when she saw she'd swatted that Stand toward Stardust, who became a victim to it. "...sorry, my bad." was all she could nervously mutter. Though, she was never one to give in so easily. She tried to get a good look at the Stand behind Stardust's head, but was distracted by the giant paper pony head. "The heck is that you're doing?"

"Either that," Indus muttered, glancing aside toward the guard, "or they have something they don't want outsiders like us to know. Either way, we will indeed have to press further. Research has never come without a few risks." He began walking alongside her, nonchalantly. "Keep your pace and distance, we don't want him thinking we're following him."

Gridia watched as Pulp and Stardust got to work in removing the Stand from Quill. It was clear the old stallion wasn't in his right state of mind, probably due to that scorpion brain thing. Speaking of which, said thing was coming right for her, and she had to act fast. She attempted to use Jailbreak to not it away from her.

Gridia raised an eyebrow as she watched the elder pony freak out at... nothing. He was seeing moths, apparently. "He's making him see spooky-scary things, apparently," she muttered, then looked at Pulp, "Okay, you're gonna wanna calm down your old stallion while we take care of Brainiac. Got it?"

That's the plan, but if anyone has any notes they can share with me to go on, I'd appreciate it

Gridia hopped up as the brain... tank... scorpion... thing sped away from them and toward Quill Sage. Upon the impact, she couldn't see the Stand, but she could hear it coming from Quill Sage's direction. The thought occurred, and she landed with a slump of exasperation. "...oh no, don't tell me..."

Well if no one else wants to then I'm up for it I think CoD and I were discussing how Crackshot and the raider boss are familiar with each other, given the former's past

Before Gridia could respond, her fur and feathers stood on end at the sudden voice yelling at the trio. She looked toward the shelf the voice was coming from. Since nopony else was reacting, it had to be a Stand. She looked at Stardust, then backed up a bit so she was more behind him. "Uhhh, you go first, boss."

Owlheart's ears lowered slightly at his memories as an apprentice. "I suppose not... though, I cannot say my leaving a camp was for adventure." He awaited his apprentice patiently, before deciding to pad over to the den to collect her. "Amberpaw," he called quietly, "are you ready yet? We'll leave as soon as you join us."

(Oh! I thought it was my browser screwing up this whole time Sorry) "An arrow, huh?" Gridia repeated with a knowing nod. Just as she thought - more Stand business. "Well, I guess your dad's not too far off. That thing you saw's called a Stand, it's more or less how you described a Tulpa." She smirked and had Jailbreak emerge for Pulp to get a look at. "I should know, I've got one myself."