Dear God, I'm sorry. · 3:11am May 19th, 2014
Blame this idiot for feeding into my idiocy.
The premise: Since arriving in Equestria as a child, Michael has been keeping his human nature a secret for the sake of his adopted mother, Princess Celestia, and his adopted sister, Twilight Sparkle. Not an easy task when he can't control his power to make everything around him more awesome! Party punch turns into dry draft on tap, twigs become loaded Glock pistols, rainbows become cruise missiles. However, with a transformation spell that disguises his nature from everyone, even his sister, the secret is kept.
Now, after an incident at a party with Twilight reveals his true nature to the ponies of Canterlot, Michael has run off to the Badlands, where he can finally...let it go...
Michael ran until his feet ached and his legs quivered. His two, human legs, the fake hooves over his feet having fallen off ages ago. He looked around: he was in the Badlands now, if he wasn't careful, he might run into a changeling. Though that was probably the least of his worries now.
Despite all that had happened, losing his old life in a single, stupid moment with his sister, he couldn't help but feel that old feeling in his chest. A song was rising from somewhere deep inside. He figured he might as well sing it. It wasn't like he had anything else going on. So he let the song free, his deep voice rising over the barren, rocky plains and the roar of some distant storm.
"The lava glows red on the volcano tonight
Not a pony to be seen
A kingdom of isolation,
And it looks like I'm the king..."
His voice had started off halting and choked off, but as he sang, he couldn't help but feel stronger somehow. As if a newfound strength he'd never held before was finally waking up inside him. One of the fake hooves was still dangling off his fingers, and he cast it aside, watching it clatter into a fetid river trickling nearby.
"The air is boiling like the emotions inside,
couldn't keep it in, Tia knows I tried
don't let them in, don't let them see
be the pony you always have to be
conceal don't feel, don't let them know..."
He paused here, looking down at his hands. "Welp, they know now," he muttered, and suddenly a smile spread across his face. He flicked a wrist, and a bolt of yellow magic materialized from his fingertips, spreading into the air with the faint sound of a guitar riff. And damn if it didn't feel good.
"So let it go, let it go, can't hold it back anymore..."
As he spoke, the magic enveloped a boulder resting nearby, transforming it into a massive orc in plate armor, holding an axe the size of a house.
"Let it go, let it go, turn away and screw them whores!"
He peeled off the cape his mother...the princess, NOT his mother... had sewn for him as a child, dashing to a black canyon so deep he couldn't even see the bottom, his pulse racing as more spurts of bright, yellow magic pulsed from his hands.
"I don't care, what they have to say!
Let the porn play on...
Being alone never bothered me anyway."
With a tap of his bare heel, metal grated steps appeared out of the air, lit every few feet by torch sconces made out of skulls and extending out over the canyon.
"It's funny how some distance, makes them all seem so poor,
And the shit that once chained me, can't hold me back anymore..."
A massive grin spread across his face as he climbed the steps, anticipation building throughout his body until his stomach quivered with it. Finally, he reached the top at the summit of a twisted black mountain.
"It’s time to see what I can do,
To test the limits and break through,
No right, no wrong, no rules for me,
I’m free..."
He stomped his foot, and instantly the barren rock transformed into dark cobblestone, walls and spires growing out of the black Earth, decorated with hideous gargoyles and the barrels of a hundred cannons. At the top, lava flows cascaded down into massive falls, echoing into the abyss below.
"Let it go, let it go, I am one with the tits and gore!
Let it go, let it goOOOoooo,
Ain't gonna bow to them whores!
HERE I STAND, AND HERE I'LL STAYYYY!
LET THE PORN PLAYYY ONNNNN...."
He paused, a devious glint entering his eye. With a little bit of hand-waving, the plain walls were suddenly adorned with murals and statues of naked women, all cavorting in suggestive poses. The support columns became suits of armor holding battle axes, warhammers, and maces with dark spikes on them that looked like they could pierce a dragon's hide.
"My power surges through the air, into the ground..."
The plain cobblestone became the color of jungle camouflage, spiked chains draping from the ceiling. In the center of the foyer, a fountain of beer on tap sprouted, being ladled out from a slender, curvy statue of a buxom woman with a barrel under one of her arms, her legs crossed and lips pouted out in a seductive pose.
"My soul is forcing all that pony shit back down!"
With a flick of his wrist, a humungous, black chandelier extended from the height of the vaulted ceiling, rows of candles materializing from holders shaped like the closed talons of various creatures from his deepest, darkest thoughts.
"And one thought morphs into a mighty power blast..."
Tossing a bolt of energy over his shoulder, a grove of oak trees struggling at the border of the Everfree forest transformed into a gathering of metal-covered watchtowers, covered in gunports and searchlights constantly scanning the area with their laser sights.
"I'm never going back,
Gonna get myself some AAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS..."
Finally, he let down his hair, casting aside the little rat tail he'd used to hold it back and allowing his black locks to flow down his shoulders, hovering around his head with his magic.
"Let it go, let it go,
And I'll rise like a warrior's cryyyyyyy!"
His worn, tattered party clothes disappeared in his magic's glow, becoming metal boots and dark armor, with spiked shoulder pads and a horned helmet, topped with a crimson cape bearing the silhouette of a closed fist.
"Let it go, let it go,
They wanna take it, let me see 'em trryyyyy!"
He stepped out onto one of his thousands of balconies, his new kingdom stretched out behind him as an iron circlet clamped around his head, his eyes lit with the knowledge that, for the first time in his life, he was truly alive!
"Here I stand, a mushroom cloud so gray!
Let the porn play ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN..."
He grinned wickedly and arched an eyebrow at his former mother's kingdom.
"Being alone never bothered me anyway."
Tossing his cape over his shoulder, the former prince of Equestria slammed the wrought-iron portcullis down behind him, locking the castle down from the outside world. Finally, Michael was free.
You're welcome.
Pk so I thought it was just a slightly modified version of Let It Go at first but as it went on I was surprised to find out it was not that... BUT SOMETHING TEN TIMES BETTER! It was great, gave me a few laughs.
Let the porn play on am I right.
2124157 Let it play on...alone never bothered me anyway
Godtier/10.
Would fap to again.