Con & Twilight were in the prison cells on the ship, but they still had a radio.
Twilight: Man, can anypony hear me?
S: Is that you Twilight? Where's Mane?
Con: Right here S. Listen, we need you to call in reinforcements from M.I.3.
S: Is that neccesary? Where are you two?
Russian pony87: *hears radio*
Twilight: Man just do it!
Russian pony87: Who are you talking to?
Twilight: Con man. Nopony else I can talk to.
Russian pony87: Well uh, keep it quiet.
Con: Sure *breaks jail door*
Russian pony74: HEY!
Twilight: *shoots enemy*
Con: *takes pistol*
NMM: Sir? Con & Twilight have escaped.
Drake: Then what are you sitting there for? Go get them!
NMM: Yes sir
Drake: *drives into space station* Colonel, how many missiles do we have?
Russian colonel: 95 sir.
Drake: Perfect. More then enough for our attack!
Meanwhile
Twilight: They're about to launch some missiles. Try to get their serial number. We can type them in this computer, and they won't launch.
Con: Alright. You type, I'll tell you what numbers to hit. 4-3-2
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: Good. Next one is 6-5-9
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: Perfect. Only two more, next one is 4-6-2
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: And for the grand finale, a four digit number. 2-6-6-6
Twilight: Man that's too easy *hits numbers*
Con: We got them all. Now we have to destroy the weaponry.
Drake: Or you can surrender? Hooves up
Con: 20 soldiers, really?
NMM: I'm one of them.
Con: He's just using you. Nopony would hire you for anything.
NMM: Seriously?
Drake: Shut up, now!
Con: Luna, you've seen the way he treated you when you informed him about our escape. How did it make you feel?
NMM: *turns back into Luna*
Drake: NOO! Kill all three of them!
Germans: *shoot space station*
Drake: *falls on floor*
Russian pony42: It's the germans!
Fenix: Watch your fire. We have two friendlies in there.
German captain: Ten 4 Commander.
German pony55: *shoots weaponry*
Drake: Stop them!
Russians: *get toward artillery guns*
Con: *shoots three russians*
German pony38: We have enemy turrets aiming at us!
Russian pony95: *aims turret*
German pony24: *shoots turret*
Con: *runs after Drake*
Luna: Where is he going?
Twilight: After Drake. Don't worry about it. *kills russian*
Con chased Drake toward a loading bay in the space station. I will continue tomorrow.
Twilight: Man, can anypony hear me?
S: Is that you Twilight? Where's Mane?
Con: Right here S. Listen, we need you to call in reinforcements from M.I.3.
S: Is that neccesary? Where are you two?
Russian pony87: *hears radio*
Twilight: Man just do it!
Russian pony87: Who are you talking to?
Twilight: Con man. Nopony else I can talk to.
Russian pony87: Well uh, keep it quiet.
Con: Sure *breaks jail door*
Russian pony74: HEY!
Twilight: *shoots enemy*
Con: *takes pistol*
NMM: Sir? Con & Twilight have escaped.
Drake: Then what are you sitting there for? Go get them!
NMM: Yes sir
Drake: *drives into space station* Colonel, how many missiles do we have?
Russian colonel: 95 sir.
Drake: Perfect. More then enough for our attack!
Meanwhile
Twilight: They're about to launch some missiles. Try to get their serial number. We can type them in this computer, and they won't launch.
Con: Alright. You type, I'll tell you what numbers to hit. 4-3-2
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: Good. Next one is 6-5-9
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: Perfect. Only two more, next one is 4-6-2
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: And for the grand finale, a four digit number. 2-6-6-6
Twilight: Man that's too easy *hits numbers*
Con: We got them all. Now we have to destroy the weaponry.
Drake: Or you can surrender? Hooves up
Con: 20 soldiers, really?
NMM: I'm one of them.
Con: He's just using you. Nopony would hire you for anything.
NMM: Seriously?
Drake: Shut up, now!
Con: Luna, you've seen the way he treated you when you informed him about our escape. How did it make you feel?
NMM: *turns back into Luna*
Drake: NOO! Kill all three of them!
Germans: *shoot space station*
Drake: *falls on floor*
Russian pony42: It's the germans!
Fenix: Watch your fire. We have two friendlies in there.
German captain: Ten 4 Commander.
German pony55: *shoots weaponry*
Drake: Stop them!
Russians: *get toward artillery guns*
Con: *shoots three russians*
German pony38: We have enemy turrets aiming at us!
Russian pony95: *aims turret*
German pony24: *shoots turret*
Con: *runs after Drake*
Luna: Where is he going?
Twilight: After Drake. Don't worry about it. *kills russian*
Con chased Drake toward a loading bay in the space station. I will continue tomorrow.
To me, it sounds like the same old thing from every song. It's like:
"I love to drink me some beer and play-ay-ay on my guitar. I love my truck to drive in and shoot deer."
How do songs like that even get famous? It's a turnoff for me, and when I hear it on the radio, I don't even want to hear it. It's all acoustics and shit like that. Why would people want to listen to it when they can listen to something else, such as rock or rap?
I just hate country music, and if you like it, don't send me hate.
"I love to drink me some beer and play-ay-ay on my guitar. I love my truck to drive in and shoot deer."
How do songs like that even get famous? It's a turnoff for me, and when I hear it on the radio, I don't even want to hear it. It's all acoustics and shit like that. Why would people want to listen to it when they can listen to something else, such as rock or rap?
I just hate country music, and if you like it, don't send me hate.
