The Mare-Do-Well character is based off the character from the fanfic ‘Waking Nightmares’, written by KnightMysterio. Moonbow Peek is an OC made by nightelf37. Mitta is an OC in a fan game by Donitz. If you really don’t care about this, then continue on. If you are not a brony, then leave this page immediately and forget you ever looked at it. Otherwise, continue!
Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Nightmares
“What’s that you got there, Mares?” Pinkamena asked playfully over the intercom. “Oh no, not the formula! Whatever shall I do? Who can help me now?”
Mitta ignored her and went for the exit.
“What’s that? How about our old friend Jeff?”
Mitta froze.
“Hmm… I did bump into him on the way back from the Mansion, probably acting out some twisted fantasy… maybe he can get Heart talking?” Pinkamena laughed. “I think he could! Great plan, Mares!”
Mitta cursed. If Jeff was allied with Pinkamena now, then Dr Heart wouldn’t last a minute. She grappled up to the circular ring and went to the exit. However, something got caught in Mitta’s system and she coughed a bit. She recovered and walked through the door.
The guard and the doctor below started to walk to the exit.
“Well, guess we have her to thank for that.” The doctor sighed. “Do you think we should get out of here?”
“Yeah, this isn’t exactly the safest place on the island right now.” The guard agreed. He looked up. “What was the cough she had though?”
“I don’t know. I’m sure it wasn’t anything serious.” The doctor replied.
“It WaS tHe BeGiNnInG oF hEr WoRsT fEaRs.”
Both the doctor and the guard spun around and jumped at the speaker of the horrible voice. It was a brown earth pony wearing a terrifying gargoyle mask, mouth open and fangs showing and all.
Fear Feeder held up a gun. “AnD tHiS iS tHe BeGiNnInG oF yOuRs.” He fired.
The gun didn’t shoot a bullet. It shot a pellet that exploded on contact on the ground, releasing a green gas. Immediately, both the doctor and the guard were on the ground coughing.
And then their eyes widened.
And they began to scream.
Fear Feeder smiled under the mask. He loved watching this part. The particular gas he was using right now was a hallucinogenic neurotoxin. It worked the same as the fear gas he used on Mare-Do-Well, except it killed, rather than drove insane.
The reason he hadn’t used the neurotoxin on Mare-Do-Well was because he wanted to see what she looked like when she had lost her mind.
And soon, he would get that wish granted.
When Mitta looked down the hallway, she blinked, confused.
She didn’t remember it being this long.
She started walking down it.
As she did, she started to faintly hear cheering. Oddly familiar cheering.
A desk got bumped aside. The cheering was getting louder.
A blinding flash of light appeared. Mitta stopped for a moment, uneasy, then continued.
Then she heard a voice.
Somepony sniffling.
Now definitely concerned, Mitta tried to stop walking. To her shock though, she found that she couldn’t. She could only keep walking.
She found that she couldn’t say anything either.
And then she heard a voice.
Her own voice.
“Hi Ruby! What’s up?”
Suddenly Mitta realized what this was. No… NO!
“Ruby? What’s wrong?”
“S-Sis... The mark! I have the cursed mark!” This voice belonged to her late sister. “What should I do?”
Another flash of light. The walls were starting to look a bit like buildings now.
Mitta heard herself gasp. Then she said fearfully, “Oh no… We have to get you out of here...”
Another flash of light. The walls were starting to look a bit more like buildings and the floor felt like it was grassy, and it looked a bit too.
Mitta was doing everything within her power to stop herself from moving, but she couldn’t do it.
“In here, quick.” The mind Mitta said. “This shed will protect you.”
“By itself?” Mind Ruby asked fearfully.
“I’ll be with you. I’ll protect you.”
Another flash of light. The walls looked exactly like buildings and the floor was greener that she remembered.
Mitta heard a knocking on an imaginary door. Then she heard Gray Hoof’s voice. “Oi! What’s up with you two?”
The said door opened. “I said, what’s-” Mitta heard several gasps.
“The mark!” Another voice hissed. “Take her to the church. Our lady of the sun doesn’t need to know that the curse had befallen somepony this night.”
“Yes Elder.” Gray Hoof said obediently. “C’mon.”
“Are… are you sure?” A female voice asked.
“You know the law. This is one helluva thing to do to a pony who went to all this trouble, you know.”
“No!” The mind Mitta screamed. “Don’t! Plea-” There was a sound of a voice being muffled.
“Be quiet!” Somepony snarled. “I’m willing to forgive you this time, but don’t interfere!” There was a pause, then a sound of somepony running. “Hey! Get back here!”
Then, there was another, final flash of light and Mitta was standing in a church, in front of a grate. Finally being able to move her body, Mitta staggered and fell down in front of the grate, staring at the burning corpse of a small filly.
At that point, Mitta didn’t feel like Mare-Do-Well at all and her costume disappeared.
She sat there for a while, staring at Ruby’s body. Then she slowly picked herself up and walked past the fireplace. She felt hopeless, like everything had gone wrong.
Get ahold of yourself. A small section of her mind said.
Why? The hopeless part of her mind asked.
You need to get out of here and stop Dr. Atmosphere and Pinkamena.
What’s the point? They can’t be stopped, it’s hopeless.
Don’t say that. Get ahold of yourself now.
I can’t.
Yes you can!
No, I can’t.
Look, if you don’t do this then innocent ponies are going to die, you hear me?
What’ll be the point? Somepony else can handle it, like Silver Star, or-
Oh for the love of Celestia, GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF! YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN STOP THEM!
Mitta blinked as she realized that the arguing section of her brain was right. She was literally the only pony on the island who could stop Pinkamena and Atmosphere.
So with that, hope filled her again and her costume reappeared.
She noticed a door that didn’t look like it belonged in Sunnytown. It instead looked like it belonged in Moongate Mansion. She went through it.
The thing she immediately noticed was that the ground was ripped apart and everything was floating in the air. All around her was a storm. Somewhere above her, a bell was chiming.
Oh, great. She thought bitterly.
Mitta ran forward and jumped over a gap. The floating piece of ground she was standing on looked a bit like that place where she saved the guard from gunpoint. She walked up some stairs and looked ahead. It looked like a jumping section.
Suddenly, something SCREECHED into her mind and she staggered, leaning on the wall for support. Then she looked up and saw a hoof with needles attached to it. Guessing correctly, she hid behind the wall and looked ahead, planning a strategy.
“WhAt ArE yOu DoInG, lItTlE mArE?” Fear Feeder whispered, looking around. Mitta waited until he had moved his gaze somewhere else, then she jumped to the next platform and hid behind a shrunken pillar. Then she leaped to the next pillar, just in time for Feeder to look back.
From here, Mitta could see some overhanging crates that looked like they could be pulled down with the Claw. Getting it out, Mitta aimed at the closest crate and fired. She quickly pulled it down and waited for Feeder to look away. Once he did, Mitta ran towards the crate and hid behind it.
Mitta pulled the next crate down, satisfied with the way things were going right now. She ran for it once Feeder looked away and then hid, waiting. Once it was safe, Mitta ran to a ledge and pulled herself up.
“YoUr MiNd WiLl ShAtTeR lIKe GlAsS.” Feeder chuckled, turning to the general area where Mitta was and plunging his hoof down, the needles striking the ground.
Fortunately, the hoof didn’t hit Mitta. But it did create some pony skeletons that rose from the ground. When they came out, they looked at Mitta and charged at her.
The first one came and tried to punch her with a hoof. In retaliation, Mitta knocked its hoof away and blasted it with magic. It came apart easily. Mitta then bucked the one trying to sneak up on her, also knocking it into pieces.
The third skeleton had a bar that it swung at Mitta, so Mitta just ducked under the bar and then punched it in the skull. It came apart. Mitta then decided to end this a bit more quickly and bucked the last one into pieces.
Moving on, Mitta pulled herself up onto a ledge and saw an indent where she could shimmy along. Feeder, however, was looking back her way, so she had to wait until he looked away again before she could call upon Pinkie’s reality-warping abilities and jump across.
Once Feeder looked away, Mitta jumped and ‘grabbed’ onto the indent. She quickly shimmied along and found a spot where she could climb up. Fear Feeder almost saw her, but Mitta quickly hid behind a large rock.
When Feeder was looking elsewhere, Mitta jumped to the next platform and quickly climbed up onto a ledge. Then she had to wait and hide again.
“ThErE’s No EsCaPe.” Feeder hissed, looking around and missing Mitta as she pulled herself onto the next ledge. She waited, then jumped to the next platform, pulled herself onto an indent and quickly shimmied along. She waited until Feeder was looking in the opposite direction and then shimmied to the other side and ran for the gate.
Here, Feeder injected his needles into the ground again, ejecting more skeletons. They ran at Mitta, who resigned herself to a short fight. The first one tried to buck her, so she simply flipped it over. That was enough to break it into pieces.
The next one got hit by a thrower and had its skull knocked off. Mitta blasted the third skeleton with magic and it fell into a dozen bones. The fourth tried to use a crowbar, but Mitta grabbed it with magic, pulled it out of its grasp and smashed the crowbar down, breaking its skull.
The fifth also had a bar, so Mitta decided to just snap its fragile bones. And she did, by taking the bar and smashing its ribcage. The sixth got hit by a buck and went flying in separate pieces. The seventh tried to punch her face, but Mitta knocked the punch aside and countered with one of her own.
Noting that the fight was over, Fear Feeder left. Mitta then ran across the courtyard and climbed up a wall. Seeing a tower, she grappled up and grabbed onto an indent. She shimmied along and found space to climb up. She did and noticed that the next platform had a pendulum between it and the next.
“EvErYtHiNg YoU sEe Is UnDeR mY cOnTrOl.” Feeder mocked as he looked away. Mitta took this chance to jump to the next platform and then narrowly dodge the pendulum and jump to the next. She pulled herself up and then hid behind a low wall that was just the right height to hide her from view.
Once Feeder was looking away again, Mitta galloped to the next low wall and slid behind it, waiting for Feeder to look away. Once he did, she ran to the next railing and leaped over it. She hid behind the ledge, waiting for Feeder to look away again, just to be certain.
He did and Mitta pulled herself up and ran towards the Mare-Signal, placed some meter or two in front of her. Once she did reach it, she tried to push it towards Feeder.
Unfortunately, she was noticed.
“ThErE yOu ArE.” Feeder said, raising a hoof to swat her like a bug. Desperately, Mitta gave the signal one last push and it shone towards Feeder.
Immediately, he started to break apart and scream as everything went white…
Mitta blinked rapidly. Suddenly, she found that she wasn’t in the dream world. She wasn’t in the corridor either. Instead, she found that she was in the clock tower.
How did I get here? Mitta thought, looking around. Seeing a trapdoor, she went over to it and tried to pry it open. It was locked, though. So she was pretty much stuck.
The distorted chime sounded. Then Pinkamena’s voice came out.
“Has anyone seen the Mare? C’mon, somepony must have seen where she went! Big scary mare? Wears a cape and a wizard’s hat? Jumps out of the shadows and beats up useless thugs? Anypony?! No? Good!”
Jeff has Dr Heart trapped in the Warden’s office. Mitta thought worriedly. I have to get out of here.
Mitta looked around. The trapdoor was locked, so obviously she couldn’t get out that way. The glass on the clock face could be broken through, but Mitta was fairly certain that Pinkamena would have the entrance guarded in case anypony came through. That left the bell.
The bell was suspended by a rope, a rope that could be cut with a thrower. The only problem was that dropping the bell would cause massive property damage… and that would take a fair bit of paperwork. And money.
Seeing no other alternative, Mitta cut the rope on the bell. It fell down, hitting everything on its way. Eventually, it hit the ground with a tremendous CRASH.
Mitta looked down. That was a fair bit of damage. But it did open up the path to the Warden’s office. She went through the previously blocked door.
In the East Wing Corridor, she went through the archway and looked down the corridor, spotting a Pinkamena thug welding a stun baton.
“You try and get past me Mares, and I will fry you!” He snarled, pointing the baton at her.
Mitta just stared at him as he approached.
Dr Atmosphere smirked as he watched Pinkamena look everywhere for the entrance to the Savage laboratory. She was getting increasingly frustrated and was looking in almost every nook and cranny.
Almost.
Eventually, Atmosphere found that he should rub salt in the wound. He activated the microphone and asked, “Having a bit of trouble down there?”
“Open the door Atmosphere!” Pinkamena shouted at the security camera he was looking at her from. “That stuff is mine!”
“I found it first.” Atmosphere replied.
“Yeah, well soon, I’ll know the formula first! Then I’ll really need your laboratory to kill old Mares.”
“Then how about I propose a deal?” Atmosphere smirk grew larger. “Once you know what the formula is, you tell me the formula and I’ll let you in.”
Pinkamena thought about it. Then she said, “Nope! Now let me in!”
“Not until you’ve done what I asked.” Atmosphere said coldly.
Pinkamena glared at the security camera. “Fine. Once I know what the formula is, I tell you. And then you let me in so I can get that Savage!”
Atmosphere sighed. “If I must.”
Pinkamena suddenly brightened up. “Good! Now, I suggest that you look at…” Pinkamena pulled a computer out of nowhere. “…Camera MM EWC. Might interest you.” Pinkamena added, pulling out a microphone for the P.A.
Atmosphere frowned and switched to the said camera. It indeed showed something that interested him.
A purple-clad individual had jumped over one of Pinkamena’s minions and then bucked him in the back, sending him flying.
“Oh, there you are.” Pinkamena said over the P.A. “I’ve been waiting for you, listening to Jeff make the good doctor scream while you played around in Feary’s world. How was it this time?” She whispered as Mare-Do-Well went up to the TV screen. “Learn anything about yourself? Oh, tell me. Pull up a seat. I’m all ears.”
Mare-Do-Well pulled out a thrower and threw it at the screen, breaking it.
“Speaking of ears,” Pinkamena continued. “I could have sworn that during the torture, Jeff cut her ears off. Certainly sounded like it.” Pinkamena giggled, which broke out into mad laughter before abruptly cutting off.
Atmosphere turned and looked at Fear Feeder, who was looking shocked that Mare-Do-Well was still standing.
“How… what… I…” He spluttered. Regaining control over himself, he said shakily, “The drug mustn’t have been strong enough… I need to make it stronger…”
“You sure you want to continue with this?” Atmosphere asked.
“Yes, yes, of course! I need to make her break, I can’t allow a pony who can resist my chemicals continue to wander completely sane! I need to prove that she is a pony…”
“But of course she’s a pony.” Atmosphere was honestly confused. “Why wouldn’t she be?”
“Have you come up with a trap that’s killed her yet?” Fear Feeder asked. “Many of the buffoons who serve us insist that she’s supernatural… I have reason to believe them.”
Atmosphere said nothing. He didn’t exactly know how to react.
“You’ll get your chance to have another go.” Atmosphere said uneasily. “But next time, in territory that we own, not the other way around.”
“Yes, yes…” Feeder muttered distractedly, walking off.
Pinkamena’s screen came back on. “Oi! Atmos!”
Atmosphere walked over and looked at her. “I assume you know the formula?”
Pinkamena nodded, grinning. “Yup! Jeff just finished torturing the doc.”
“Tell me.” Atmosphere ordered.
So she did. And when she did, Atmosphere grinned and opened the door to the laboratory.
Pinkamena jumped up in the air. “Yipee! You lot!” A bunch of her goons came into view. “Go in there and get half of that Savage stuff. Leave the rest for Atmos.” She giggled. “We need to cause as much trouble for Mares as possible.”
Mitta entered the room just in time to see Jeff with a knife to Dr Heart’s throat.
“And you’re certain that this is the true formula?” He whispered.
Dr Heart nodded, terrified. “Yes, yes it is!”
“Good…” He smiled evilly. “Then we have no further need for you.”
“No… please!”
“Go to sleep.” He hissed, bringing the knife up high.
“Leave her alone!” Mitta snapped.
Jeff spun around, his eyes widening when he saw Mitta. He cursed and grabbed Dr Heart, knife still at her throat, and started backing into the office.
“Stay where you are, Mare-Do-Well!” He snarled as he backed up. “And listen carefully.”
“Help me!” Dr Heart screamed. “Please, somepony help me!”
“Come any closer and I’ll paint the room crimson with her blood.” He said, clearly wanting to do it. He pressed the knife a bit into Dr Heart, causing her to scream.
“I know you’re still out there…” He hissed as Pinkamena’s face appeared on the screen. “Won’t be long until you hear her final song.”
“Oh, for Luna’s sake, Jeff…” Pinkamena muttered. “Just kill her already, she’s useless to me now.”
“I can’t!” He snarled, without looking at the TV screen. “If I do, Mare-Do-Well will get me.”
“Oh, I get it!” Pinkamena said brightly. “She’s your bargaining chip!” Pinkamena laughed, then the screen turned off.
Jeff grumbled something under his breath.
Mitta peeked around the corner. Jeff was looking over Dr Heart’s shoulder every now and then, to see where Mitta was. Mitta prepped a thrower and waited for the right moment to throw it. Once Jeff had poked his head out again, Mitta threw it. It hit him in the face, knocking him out with a grunt.
Mitta walked into the room, seeing Dr Heart hit the unconscious Jeff repeatedly. “You monster… you evil, evil, evil monster!!”
She stopped and looked up at Mitta, who said, “He’s not going anywhere. You can stop now.”
Mitta helped Heart up. “I… I’m so sorry…”
When Dr Heart was on all four hooves again, Mitta looked at her. “I saw Beast.”
Dr Heart nodded. “I know, I… Atmosphere threatened me. I wanted to stop the experiment. I tried to give him his money back.”
“Atmosphere doesn’t take no for an answer.” Mitta said gravely.
“They want an army.” Heart whispered. “A horrible, twisted army, him and Pinkamena both! Atmosphere wants it to destroy Cloudsdale and I don’t want to know what Pinkamena wants one for!
“But they couldn’t do it without the formula. I hid it, but…”
“So now he has Snarler.” Mitta said. “And your formula.”
“Oh, Celestia…” She turned and walked towards one of the two plaques. “They have gallons of the stuff. There’s a lab, hidden in the gardens. It’s locked off, but the security codes for the entire island were with the Warden! Fortunately, there’s this copy here…”
As Heart opened the safe, Mitta asked, “What else are they planning?”
“How should I know?” Heart said bitterly. “Do you think anything they say makes sense to me? I think they’re both insane…”
A noise like a familiar theme song came from the safe, which had a smiley face painted on it.
Heart blinked. “What the…?”
Mitta, however, recognized this device. “Get out of the way!” She shouted.
Too late.
The entire safe exploded, sending a shock wave outwards, knocking Mitta off her hooves, and showering the room in debris. A large piece of debris hit Mitta in the head, knocking her out.