Aggression
noun.
Hostile or violent behavior or attitudes toward another; readiness to attack or confront.
Ragdoll Physics
adjective.
A replacement for normal deaths or mortality of characters in film, animations, and short aggressive stories.
Standing in a indistinguishable room, a blank unidentifiable character’s senses start to come back to him. Where he is and how he got there, he do not know, but something is telling him that its not a place he should be. The feeling was like the one you get when you know someone, or something, is watching you. However, this felt as though there were more than one present in the room with the character.
Suddenly from nowhere, a dark-blue diamond dog wielding two black and white daggers, charged the character. The diamond dog moved far too fast for the character to even react to his roar, let alone the high-speed slashes from his twin daggers. The dual-wielding dog danced around the character, leaving a trail of slashes along his body. The dog managed to get behind the character’s body, being the daggers down the character’s back, and then across his side spinning him around.
The character’s momentum was stopped by the dog jabbed his black dagger in his chest and took the other one across the character’s face multiple times before delivering a shift yet massive kick to the character’s midsection.
The character’s body was sent flying through the room, much like a ragdoll’s would. His head slammed against the blank concrete ground, his arms flailed about trying to find some way to end his flight, but it was useless as he coiled with a wall. Sight of the dog was no longer there but the ragdoll didn’t have time to think about the dog’s disappearance before a griffon wielding a black-metal mace started to attack the ragdoll.
The griffon pulled the mace behind his head and swung it to the ragdoll’s head, sending him flying into the air, but didn’t leave him alone. The griffon unfurl his wings, taking fight in the air, and performing a barrel roll. The heavy black-metal mace repeatedly slammed into the ragdoll’s face somehow prolonging his time in the air. With one last roll, the griffon propelled the ragdoll back to the ground, only to met an earth-pony stallion brandishing a mechanical broadsword.
The ragdoll’s downward moment was stopped by the side of the broadsword, the stallion didn’t waste anytime before tossing the ragdoll across the room, and following up with a charge. The ragdoll was pinned to the ground by the edge of the broadsword. Audible mechanical sounds was heard from the blade before a shockwave sent the ragdoll rolling on the ground. The stallion launched the blade just behind the ragdoll, stopping his roll.
The stallion slammed a mechanical device that was on his hand to the ground, remotely activating the shockwave mechanism in the broadsword, and blasting the ragdoll up to his feet. The stallion moved quick to meet the ragdoll mid-flight with the metal device on his hand, following up with a round-house kick to the ragdoll’s skull, and ending with a curb-stomp to the ragdoll’s back.
The stallion reached behind him to pull his sword out of the ground, smashing it onto to ragdoll’s back, and lifted him off the ground. Now a new assailant met the ragdoll’s face with a shift punch, sending him to the other side of the room, but even before the ragdoll had a chance to met the ground the same assailant was already in front of him.
The ragdoll face was collided with a foot, propelling him upwards to meet his new attacker’s impossibly fast fists. Before he knew it, the ragdoll was already pushed against the other side of the room. For the briefest of moments, he was given the chance to look at his attacker, seeing it was a bat-pony mare, but that moment ended with the bat-pony’s fist impacting the ragdoll’s gut.
The mare then bend her body to place both feet on the ragdoll’s body. She kicked off flying towards the other end of the room while the ragdoll was pushed against the wall. By the time he looked up, the bat-pony was already flying back towards him. When her fist connected to the ragdoll’s face, she flipped upwards towards a ceiling that the ragdoll didn’t know was there, and again kicked off the top landing a downward strike on the ragdoll.
She continued to do this until the ragdoll’s body was flat on the ground. The mare then took the ragdoll’s bland white shirt and tossed him with a roll. However the ragdoll didn’t get very far as the end of a wooden-staff halted his flight. The ragdoll’s knew attacker turned out to be another diamond dog, but the dog had magical runes all cross his body.
Not that the ragdoll had the chance to take note of them as the dog swung the staff into his face. When one end of the staff connected to his head, the other one was used to keep the ragdoll off balanced. The staff was sung in the dog’s hands, ending with an impact to the ragdoll’s gut. The dog used his right foot as a pivot point to bring the staff down on top of the ragdoll’s head, only to keep him from hitting the ground with the other end, and followed up by tripping the ragdoll.
As the ragdoll tried to get up from the ground, the dog lunged him to the wall again, where the ragdoll just gave up the pointless fight of standing. The dog started to spin the staff around in his hand as he slowly walked to the ragdoll. Through some means of magic, the staff disappeared with a violent-red cloud.
That’s when the dog bend down to the ragdoll’s face and for the first time a smile stretched across his lips. “Hey there mate, how you holding up,” the dog asked, sounding as though he cared for the ragdoll’s suffering, but it was nothing but a mere act. “Hang in there friend, it’s almost over.” The runes on the dog’s body started to glow the same violent-red as the staff before the ragdoll was blinded by a torrent of crimson flames.
Suddenly a new attacker came charging with an odd weapon of choice, a yo-yo. However this yo-yo isn’t like the mere toys children will play with, as the ragdoll was wrapped in the thing’s steel-thread, and was dragged to the pegasus mare wielding the yo-yo. The mare tossed the ragdoll with her fist, only to drag him back for a high-kick to the jaw. The steel-thread unravel itself from the ragdoll as he was sent stumbling on his feet. The mare brought the heavy cobalt-blue yo-yo to the ragdoll’s face, impacting with a small--yet--powerful shockwave. The shockwave was followed by a left jab along with three blows to the ragdoll’s gut--each one coming with their own shockwave--and a downward strike to the head.
The mare ran passed the downed ragdoll, throwing the yo-yo high above the ragdoll’s head, and brought it down in front of the ragdoll’s head. The shockwave created by the impact was strong enough to jot the ragdoll from the ground, allowing the mare to wrap the ragdoll in the yo-yo’s steel-thread, and toss him to the adjacent wall.
From nowhere a canem drake--the hybrid of a diamond dog and dragon--came flying from the side of the wall, bring a sword down the ragdoll’s body. The halfbreed slashed the sword in a zigzag pattern down the ragdoll’s body, spinning him around, and delivering a side-kick to the ragdoll’s rips.
The ragdoll was sent again to the ground, the halfbreed pointed the sword towards the ragdoll, and used his magic to ignite the mechanism in the back end of the sword, acting as a small thruster boosting him towards the ragdoll. Just as the ragdoll started to get up, the halfbreed hooked his legs around the ragdoll’s and flipped him upside down to his back.
Thinking that he may have some improbable chance to get away from the halfbreed, the ragdoll started to push himself from the ground, but the halfbreed was faster than the tried ragdoll. Re-igniting the mechanism in the sword, the canem drake trusted the sword through the ragdoll making him fall to one knee. The halfbreed launched into to the top of the ceiling, pushing off with his free hand, and throwing the sword down to the ragdoll’s head.
The sword-
Sid’s beachfront house
A dark-blue bat-pony mare dressed in a pair of indigo shorts and sleeveless jacket stared at a blinking line of her laptop screen, she’s been reading the same line over and over again, making changes time and time again, but each time she would write something the thought would make her angry and frustrated. So she would delete the whole line and start over again until she got something that satisfied her need for perfection.
Sitting next to the stressed mare, was one of the few that can deal with her outbursts of rage, and also the few she actually can call a true friend--seeing as how he letting her stay in his house. “And so the doc. told you to write this to get your aggression complex under control,” The spirit-fox--up to his sixth tail--asked his friend that rooming with him. The fox stared at the laptop screen, briefly reading over what the mare already has, and seeing some potential in it.
He rubbed the top of his shaggy electric-green hair that matched his t-shirt and black shorts. “It’s...good?” The fox wasn’t sure what to tell the mare. She had came to him for help with the writing-exercise that her doctor told her would help control her anger. However, that’s far from what it was doing.
Unable to hold back her anger any more, the bat-pony throw her laptop across the room, and the only thing stopping it from braking was the magic enchantment that the spirit-fox placed on it. “Leave me alone Sid! I just want to get all this frustration out but this stupid exercise is not helping and-”
“Night, would you just calm down? It’s just a writing exercise and its not that bad just the way that it was described.” Sid walked over to the wall where the laptop still laid open. “How’s about this, I’ll help you with this, and we’ll see how it turns out in the end.” The fox walked over to couch where his friend Nightflare sat in bitter anger. He wrapped a tail around Nightflare, always hating to see her so upset, and always willing to do anything to help her out. “How’s that sound?”
Nightflare fought back a sniffle but smiled towards her friend, glad that he was so dependable when she needed a shoulder to lean on. “Yeah, beats fighting through this myself.” Sid smiled upon hearing this as they quickly set to work going over the short stress-relieve story that Nightflare’s doctor recommended she do.
During that time Sid failed to move his tail off of Nightflare, instead wrapping her in the others without realizing it. The bat-pony herself didn’t notice the extra tails around her body, actually she welcomed the soft appendages, and the longer she remained in them the calmer she felt.
That’s when the other mare that rooms with the two descend the stairs, out of her room with a scratch of her wings. As she rubbed her eyes free from the remaining sleepiness, she saw her two housemates sitting--debatably--close to each other along with Sid’s tails still firmly wrapped around the smaller bat-mare.
The pegasus mare knew that when a canine, such as a fox or diamond dog, has their tails around a female that it showed a close bound between the two. That’s when a delicious thought entered her head. “Aww, isn’t that sweet,” She called out with her bubbly tone, making both Nightflare and Sid looked back to the voice of their other friend Pillow Dreams. Sid blushed and turned away when he saw that Pillow was still wearing nothing but a loose white tank-top and her silver panties--that barely could be considered panties. “I was wondering when you’ll ask Sid out.” He realized that all of his tails somehow without his knowledge wrapped around Nightflare. He quickly removed them from the bat-mare, who had her head trained on the ground, and was shaking from bottled rage.
“Night what is-”
“Sid, you better start running. I don’t know how much longer I can keep control.” After years of knowing the bat-pony and seeing the mare take on a flock of griffonesses by herself back in high-school, Sid didn’t have to think twice before he was out the door. Sid pulled down the street of the bright sunny day of his small hometown, he was glad that it was still an early Saturday morning or else he wouldn’t been able to run from his house on full tilt.
However his efforts were for nothing as he rounded the corner only to be faced with the enraged bat-pony. Sid didn’t have time to think about how Nightflare beat him to the alleyway or how she knew where he was running to before she started to shout at him. “This is all your fault!”
Nightflare started to charge Sid but he was able to sidestep the incoming fist, though he tripped to the ground doing so. He quickly recovered and started to back up to a wall. “Night, n-now let’s talk about this. Remember you breathing techniques.” Sid looked for a way out of his situation but saw no way out.
Nightflare glare at Sid, the dark expression able to put fear in a wild manicorn. “Don’t worry Sid, its almost over.” Back at the house Pillow sat on the front step, munching down on a bag of chips, and faintly hearing the fox’s screams over the nearby ocean waves.
“Hm...maybe I should have let her tell him,” She openly mused, munching down on another chip. “Nah, she would have never done it, I wonder how their first date is going to go.” More screams came from where Sid ran off to, being heard over their busy hometown, and putting an end to the peaceful silence of a lazy Saturday morning.