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=Fracture 4=
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>You were sitting in the back of the carriage as it rolled and bounced through town.
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>Inside the car with you are two ponies and a Diamond Dog.
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>+Dust Bowl. Rock Wrecker. Rex.+
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>Dust peers out the window. "Ya think it'll be a good haul?"
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>"Ought to be, this'n here's the biggest bank this side of the Main Line." Wrecker answers.
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>They both continue to look over the town. "Gonna be a lotta guards there..."
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>"Guards not problem. We break." Rex says.
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>Wrecker laughs. "Heh. Could always bring in a dragon or two..."
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>You feel your heartbeat quicken.
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>Easy...keep it together.
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>+Remain calm.+
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>"Dunno, all them dragons up North got killed by SOMETHING."
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>"That happen years ago, pony. Need to not be scared of ghosts."
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>"It killed DRAGONS, dog. Dozens. I think I'm in my right mind to be a bit scared.
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"You're in your right mind to shut up. We're almost there."
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>Your three companions shut up and steel themselves as the carriage pulls into an alley.
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>Stupid kids...
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>Your thoughts take on a blue hue.
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>+They are un-tempered.+
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>Think they'll screw it up?
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>+Their potential for damage is high.+
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>"Well I like em, they have the same disposition."
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>+Their disposition is irrelevant in this situation.+
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>:And why is that? Why can't we have some concrete partners for once?:
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>You know why.
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>+Because we do not wish to be caught.+
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>:Because meeting new people is fun!:
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>*Because they'll die.*
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>...
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>Enough. We're here.
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>The carriage stopped and opened its door.
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"Faces."
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>Your companions pull red bandanas over their mouths and hair as they step out of the carriage.
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>Alright, let's be bad guys.
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"Go! Now!"
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>Dust runs into the recently blown vault as Rex and Wrecker check the windows.
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>"Deputies be here soon!"
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"I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME!" you snap.
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>You hold your axe to the neck of the clerk in front of you.
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"You're lucky this hasn't gone tits up, meat."
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>The clerk rapidly blinks her eyes, quietly regretting hitting the silent alarm.
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>You throw a sack at her.
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"Fill this with bits. Now."
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>The mare nervously opens the draws and begins shoveling bits into it.
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>Wrecker walks through the crowd of cowering bank go-ers.
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>"Now all y'all stay down! We're just a few men lookin' to make a living! Aint no reason for somep0ny to do something they're gonna regret!"
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>You glance out over the crowd, your thoughts going blue again.
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>Sitrep.
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>+The stallion near the tellers line is large and carries himself well, he is our biggest threat.+
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>+The young mare near the door has been glaring at us for the past four and a half minutes, she may attempt to impede escape.
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>Anything else?
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>+The sheriff's office is six blocks from here. If the alarm was tripped four minutes ago, they will be here within the next forty seconds.+
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>Always so nice to live in a town where you can feel safe!<
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>Shut it.
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"Hurry up back there!"
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>Dust runs out with the sacks of bits in his magical grip. "We're good!"
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"Lookout!"
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>"Lawmen here!"
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>You glanced out the window, two deputies came dashing into the bank while the remainder stayed outside.
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>You grab the half filled bag of bits from the clerk and run to the rear of the bank.
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"Out the back! All of you!"
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>You toss the loot into the rear of the carriage and signal for the rest of the gang to hop in.
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>Once everyone was inside, you lean out the window to the driver.
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"GO!"
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>The old bastard and his grandkids earn their keep as they rocket out of the alley and down the road out of town.
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>The deputies all jump at the sight and rush back to their own carriages to give chase.
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>As you and your pursuers exit the town limits the lawmen's greater speed become apparent.
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>The chariots race up next to you and slam their wheels against you.
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>:Gah!:
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>+Those need to be destroyed.+
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>You throw open the window and lean halfway out towards the carriage.
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>You swing your axe at the deputies as they try to harry your carriage.
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>One gets it across the nose and another gets bashed in the head with the broadside.
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>A particularly daring stallion attempts to grab you by the wrist and drag you out.
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>+Throw him.+
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>You twist your hand and grab the stallion by the hoof before pulling the hoof and body attached to it down.
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>The deputy rolls and skips along the ground behind you, making his compatriots pull back to save him.
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>*GO FASTER.*
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"SPEED IT UP, OR YOU DON'T GET PAID!"
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>The family pulling your cart takes it into high gear and pulls away from the lawmen.
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>You flip your axe back into your hands and aim.
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>This had to be perfect...
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>+Wait...+
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>The two remaining sheriff carts line up perfectly.
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>+Now!+
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>You toss your axe at the wheel of the lead chariot, shattering it and causing the vehicle to skid on the ground.
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>The chariot behind slams into the lead one and sent both of their occupants sailing into the air.
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>You pull yourself back inside as your chariot sails over a hill further into the mountains.
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>The carriage screeches to a stop in front of a rundown shack next to a large mesa.
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>You and your partners-in-crime hop out as the family pulling you collapse on the ground to rest.
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>Dust laughs as he trots into the house, bit bags in magical grip. "Did you see the looks on their faces when we burst in? Priceless!"
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>*This one is good.*
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>Dust dumps the bags out on a very large table.
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>In moments, the four of you are counting the total up.
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>Wrecker lets out a low whistle. "Damn...one and a half mill..."
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>:HA! WE'RE RICH!:
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>*Money is of no value...*
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>:Hmph! Spoilsport.:
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>The four of you begin dividing up the bits between yourselves, making sure to leave a large pile for your driver.
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>Paying a driver well would ensure a good job from them.
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>As you all collect your agreed upon number of bits, you saw that there was still a huge pile left on the table.
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>"What that pile for." Rex asks.
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>"S'for the boss, idiot." Wrecker says. "The guy who planned this here heist."
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>Dust pushes the boss's bits into a bag. "I hear that he's some big problem for the law out here, that he keeps pullin' these jobs and no one can stop him."
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>"Just some walkin' disaster area for the entire Mild West."
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>Rex throws his bag over his shoulder. "Hear he was ex-royal guard. That why can can't get caught. Knows all tactics they use to catch him."
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>*Idiot kids.*
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>You scrape your share of the bits into your bag. [spoiler][/spoiler] "You shitlords really want to know who the boss is?"
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>The three of them look between each other and you before nodding.
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>You reach into your pocket and throw something onto the table.
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>The three of them are so focused on it that they don't notice you grab the boss's bag.
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>Resting on the table in its place was the rusted and dirty badge of a royal guard commander.
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>You yank the badge by its chain back to your hand as you step out.
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"Good job today, boys. Might be seeing you around."
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>As you leave, Dust runs to the door. "But...why'd you risk your neck if you were the ringleader of this!?"
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>You toss the drivers their share and glare back at him hollowly.
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"Boredom, mostly."
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>It was later now, much.
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>Luna's moon hung high in the sky as you walked.
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>With your bag of bits over your shoulder, you thought.
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>We can't go back there for a while.
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>+Five months would be a fair estimate.+
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>:We said that about Cowpenhagen and look what happened there.:
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>+Cowpenhagen was an exception, we could not have known that stallion would become mayor.+
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>:Let alone that he'd hold a grudge...:
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>What about moving forward?
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>*Find me something to fuck.*
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>:There he goes again...:
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>*DON'T TEST ME, YOU GREEN IDIOT.*
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>All of you calm down.
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>One foot in front of the other for now.
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>+We need to dump this money, it will draw attention. A replacement weapon will come in handy as well.+
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>:Another axe!:
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>+We also need to lay low.+
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>*Need more work. Need to stay active.*
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>What we need is a friend...
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>You stop mid stride and stare towards the Northwest.
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"Appleoosa..."
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