That Feeling When... · 11:33pm Apr 8th, 2016
...you aren't looking for any new ideas for a fic, yet stumble across one anyway?
Like, we're talking a great one here. One that homages the gritty action flicks of the 80's. Think Mad Max meets Escape From New York, with a healthy dollop of The Running Man.
In another time, another place, Equestria was never founded. The pony tribes remained separated and torn apart by war.
Finally, their leaders agreed these wars were too costly. Instead, to minimize damage, they sent from their ranks their finest champions to engage in bloodsport, and with the promise of victory came sovereignty of the winning nation over the others. This continued for generations, slowly growing into the world's largest, deadliest gameshow, meant to decide whose laws would lead the rest of the kingdoms.
Over the years, other nations threw their hats in the ring: the Crystal Ponies, the Changelings, the Zebra, the Minotaurs, the Bat Ponies, the Diamond Dogs, the Yaks. All of them powerful nations, all of them seeking power.
Finally, this gladiatorial election cycle moved its battleground into what could have been Equestria, if Discord hadn't discovered it first and perverted it into his own surrealist playpen. Everypony merely calls it the Madlands, where anything can happen, and the rules don't really matter.
Enter Macintosh "Mad Mac" Apple, whose exploits as a champion of the games have earned him a tremendous reputation, but has been left scarred and tired of the whole scene. Not even a year into peaceful retirement from his violent lifestyle, he receives word that his sisters Applejack and Apple Bloom have been kidnapped. Even worse, they've been abandoned in the Madlands.
Without even a breath, Macintosh mounted his trusty motorcycle, the Kingston Black, and sped off to the Madlands. It's a race against time, towards the fight of his life.
The Madlands beware... Mad Mac has come home!
Sounds interesting.