Tales From The Trash Bin #5. FanFic the Failed Musical. · 1:16pm Dec 4th, 2020
Greetings readers… Greetings? Who the hell, aside from the godsend that is Stan Lee, starts off their sentence with greetings? Eh, screw it, I already wrote this much and I’m not about to touch the backspace button yet.
So, as some of you know, I have too many words and not enough space on my computer for them. I usually think about deleting these stories, but something always stops me. Is it my desperate desire for praise, my ego telling me to hold onto it, a weird voice under my bed that demands to read my unpublished work? Is it the deleted stories like my Iron Golem in Equestrian haunting me, mocking me for never saving them and only regretting it later? Meh, I dunno. I just wrote these, forgot about them, and then found them again.
I share these stories with you, yes specifically you David, and see if anyone wants to dig through my trash and take it to their own page. Maybe you’ll continue where I left off, or maybe you’ll regret the minutes you spent reading my trash. Regardless, it’s here and you can read it or not. I just want to reclaim what little space I have on my desktop.
Anyways, enjoy it or ignore it, do whatever as the light shines on….
The Music Meister’s Dazzling Performance!
Short Description: The Dazzlings daring plan to conquer the continent with a concert of chaos isn’t stopped by a band of heroes, but by a corrupt conductor. Can the Dazzlings out preform the sinning singer, or will they join his concerto of crime?
Long Description: The Music Meister is a maniacal manipulator using music to orchestrate an odious orchestra of evil. Without the hopeful heart of heroes to end his horrible and hypnotic tune, who can stand against the corrupt conductor of Canterlot? Well, if there are no vigilantes, then why not rely on villains to save the day?
Chapter 1. The Music Meister’s Merry Melody of Manipulation.
The curtain draws open on a cafe descending into chaos, as people who were drinking coffee calmly seconds ago began to spit vitriol and hatred at the friends, family, and strangers alike.
The blind and bitter bile that blew from their lips was nothing more than an idle thought in the back of their minds. It was an ant-sized annoyance suddenly grew into a great wave of aggravation that could only by solved by shouting as their unsuspecting neighbors. In turn, they shot back with blunt barbs that only served to fuel the feuds and fights that had erupted in the establishment.
As the people allowed their petty spats to grow beyond control, three hooded girls grinned at the bedlam that bloomed. The three removed their ragged hoods, revealing heads of orange, purple, and blue hair that hid under them.
The one with the largest head of hair, who had an orange perm that fell to her waist, watched the anarchy with an amused smile as she fidgeted with the red gem that hung around her neck. Her blue haired sister, who had a blue ponytail that kissed the cushions of her seat, smiled giddily at the disillusioned disputes that rang in the air while their third sister, a teenage girl with purple pigtails with streaks of green running though her hair, slumped in her chair as she played with the pendant around her own neck. Unlike her two sisters who reveled in the rude remarks that were tossed around from one table to the other, she wore a bitter frown as she stared at the gem that brushed against her fingers.
“This is so demeaning,” the purple haired sister bickered, gaining the attention of her two co-conspirators in chaos.
“What do you mean, Ari?” Her blue haired sister asked innocently.
“I mean that this sucks. I hate fast food, I want something more than… this,” Aria answered as she gestured to the arguing customers. “It’s barely worth the effort of singing to rile them up.”
“What a surprise, you’re upset,” the older sister sarcastically stated as she fixed the frazzled mess of orange curls that was her hair. “You’re hungry, I’m hungry, we’re all hungry. For now, we need to feed on whatever we can until we can find more condensed negative emotions.”
“We could always try my idea,” the youngest sister suggested with a smile.
“We are not posing as high school students again,” Aria stated, rejecting Sonota’s stupid suggestion.
“Why not? We look like teenagers anyway, why don’t we try to go to Canterlot High or something and stir up some trouble?”
“Because, Sonata, there’s this small little issue that we have. You know, the one where we’re not from this world and thus don’t have the proper paperwork to go to school anymore,” Adagio explained as she pinched the bridge of her nose. “It’s not like the fifties when we could make a new identity and try to exploit students. These primates have too many systems in place to catch someone with a fake identity, and we are not getting involved with… them again,” she stated, shivering at the memories of a few humans who helped them in the past. Thankfully, age and the justice system had claimed their old human accomplices long ago, but the memory of how twisted their desires were stirred her stomach in the wrong way.
Aria, clearly remembering a few freaky humans that forged documents for them in the past, nodded in agreement as she quietly muttered a curse at the purveyors and perverts who inhabited the darkest isles of the internet. “Our old ID’s are already expired, and it’s not like there’s going to be a third world war anytime soon, so what are we going to do?”
“We wait. Sooner or later, we’ll find a sparkling spring of magic or malice, and then we’ll be able to show these primates who should stand at the top of the food chain,” she plotted.
“Yippee. Queens of the humans. How fun,” Aria droned as she rested her head against the palm of her hand. “I hate it here,” she grunted, letting the rest of her sentence go unsaid.
They all wished to return home, to travel back to Equestria and feed on the ambient magic that filled their hollow stomachs. Greed had driven them to seek more and more, until they began feasting on the negative emotions of the ponies of Equestria. Soon, a unicorn mage named Starswirl the Bearded decided to tear a hole in space and time to banish them to another world or to drift through an endless void as they starved to death.
A bit of an unfair punishment in their opinion, but it wasn’t like they would get the chance to argue about it. That stupid stallion sent them to a world without magic, possibly expecting the sisters to starve. But they prevailed, they survived, and they planned to possibly conquer the world if it meant that they could return to Equestria and enact their revenge against the unfair unicorn.
“We’ll have this world in the palm of our hands soon enough, Aria,” the oldest sister reassured her, leaving an implied promise for the many benefits that would follow their conquest.
However, fate, destiny, or whatever have you, seemed to have other plans that didn’t align with Adagio’s agenda.
The loud arguments that filled the cafe crawled to a halt as a faint jingle rang in the air. The malice and anger the sisters had absorbed were stopped as everyone stared into space with blank expressions. The siren sisters flicked their gaze to the quiet crowd of customers as everyone started to hum a tune that sent shivers down their spines.
Their phones began to ping while others began to rang, and with a spring in their step, each customer leapt from their seats to sing along to an unheard song.
“The Music Meister is a man that the world shall obey~,” they sang as the tired teen behind the register began to remove every dollar, bill, and coin that filled the slots.
As the sisters stared on in confusion, a chorus of conformity rang out through the streets outside, singing to the twisted tune of an unseen force. Organized anarchy and harmonic chaos bleed through the walls of the cafe as a choir sang about their enslavement to their new master.
“So do your job, steal all you can, while you’re under his sway~,” cops, crooks, and citizens chanted in the streets, as they carried stolen loot from stores and shops.
Without any warning, an old woman suddenly lunged at Aria to grab the gem that hung from her neck, causing the startled siren to shove her off.
“Back off!” Aria yelled as she kicked the woman off of her. She and her sisters were quick to shove their way through the smiling slaves, running outside of the shop to search for safety.
As they passed through the doors to escape the enslaved customers of the cafe, they stopped short of the street to stare as world around them joined in the jingle that captivated the citizens of Canterlot. The song was spreading from mouth to ear, causing everyone to fall under a trance of the strange and sick serenade.
Aria, in a rare moment of speaking for the entire group, was able to summarize their confusion and concern with one simple sentence.
“… What the actual fuck?”
Chapter 2. Slaves to The Sinister Serenade.
The scene is set for the sirens sisters to walk amongst the puppeteered performers of the Music Meister’s melody.
The emotions inside his entranced audience were subdued by the spell he placed on their minds, mesmerizing them with a malicious musical performance of power that enslaved everyone. That is, everyone except a trio of displeased sirens who watched the scene unfold with worry and woe. Adagio, being the elder of her trio, took it upon herself to keep a calm head as harmony flirted with chaos.
She stopped her sisters short before they struck a pair of prancing puppets. A man wearing a black ski mask skipped along the sidewalk with a woman in a large fur coat as they both carried a large tv between them, humming the twisted tune that held everyone under a sinister spell. Adagio and the others made no move to help the hypnotized humans, only watching from afar as the silently cursed the corrupt conductor that everyone unabashedly praised.
“What the hell is going on?” Aria asked as she held onto her pendant tightly.
As they continued to walk through the streets, avoiding the directed dancers who carried out the Music Meister’s wicked whims, found their answer in one of the few untouched stores that held a display of live televisions. They only caught a glimpse of the musical manipulator before the picture was pilfered by more of his puppets. From what little they saw; the vicious vocalist was an ordinary human man with his only quirks being a pair of musical themed glasses and a purple fedora that matched the color of his suit.
The image immediately vanished as citizens carried the televisions away, singing along with the chilling cadence that captured their minds.
“Do your job, steal all you can, while you’re under his sway~,” they continued to sing, looping the lyrics of the spellbinding song to spread the lyrical word of their enslavement.
Adagio and her sisters avoided the beguiled burglars, running whenever a smiling slave would approach them in the hopes of hearing them join their hypnotic serenade. The sisters soon gained the attention of the mind-controlled carolers, causing them to be chased by more Canterlot citizens as they ran to their car.
Aria, the trio’s designated driver, quickly fished the car keys out of here pocket as the enslaved singers danced and twirled towards them, repeating the ominous chorus of chilling terror.
The tires cried as they carried the car forward, accidentally ramming into the side of a skipping slave that was in front of their car.
“Aria!” Adagio shouted.
“What?!” Her sister shouted back.
“You just hit somebody!”
“Well what do you want me to do?! Pull over and call an ambulance? Oh wait, everyone’s a fucking zombie!” Aria argued, unintentionally taking her eyes off of the road when she slammed into another enslaved singer.
“Aria!”
“Sorry!” Aria apologized as she attempted to avoid the other dancing terrors that littered the street. Sonata lightly whimpered from the back seat as she looked back at the lying body that several slaves leapt over.
The sisters fell into a solemn silence that was only shattered by the song of the slaves outside. Sonata, the seldomly sad siren, quietly curled into a ball as she shivered in sorrow, questioning the calamity that suddenly sprung up one the unsuspecting urban town.
Adagio, the most steadfast siren of the sisters, outwardly observed the chaos with a controlled and coldly calculating expression, hiding the hideous horror and hopelessness that haunted her heart and mind. Hypnotized Humans sang a hymn of harmony that mesmerized the masses and enslaved everyone, leaving a trio of terrors as the last living ladies in the world.
They wanted nothing more than to hide in their home as the hypnotic tune hovered above their heads.
Aria stared ahead, avoiding and collisions with any other acrobatic dancers. The car was quiet as the three sisters watched the world fall to a malicious madness. Despite the sudden enslavement of an entire species, there wasn’t an ounce of sadness or anger in the air, only unbridled joy from listening to the lyrical lullaby. While the youngest siblings had focused more on how the world had changed, Adagio thought of a terrible inevitability that would cause her sisters to suffer.
Without free will and choices, the humans would never feel an ounce of anger or resentment, fear or loathing, or any emotion that would feed the starving sisters.
Adagio’s sisters would starve to death in their corrupted prison, all while listening to the twisted tune of a terrible terror. She felt her body shiver from fear at the thought of her sister’s dying, and forced back the bile that steadily built up inside her.
The car soon crawled to a stop as a serenade of thievery made itself known. The Sirens stared as strangers, neighbors, and cops ransacked the block, carrying carts of cash and collectable commodities that would be given to the greedy gagster of music. Without a word, the worried sirens drove past their home to search for safety in a slowly crumbling city
The singing slave never noticed the narrowly hidden trio of teens that drove away into the night.
And as the villains existed stage right, the curtains drew to a close to call the end of normality, and announce an amazingly arduous adventure of hope and heroism, honor and honesty, and high notes!
Chapter 3. High School Musical of the Music Meister.
The spotlight shines on the sole student of an enslaved school as she hides from the horribly happy high schoolers. The white skinned heroine with neon blue hair hastily hid from the hypnotized henchmen, stealthily seeking past students whose songs promised a permanent periphery to her pre-existing freedom.
Vinyl Scratch, the scared student who sprinted from the enslaved students that spun closer, couldn’t comprehend the craziness that currently consumed her. Prom Night had promised to put a psychotic princess in her place by presenting the prom crown to a plucky purple skinned Pointdexter, but a hypnotic hymn from the PA System suddenly struck, causing her classmates to call out to the mysterious Music Meister.
Being hard of hearing, and having her ears covered by a heavy set of headphones, the heroine of the high school was able to escape the ensnaring echo of the Music Meister’s melody.
She turned a corner to dash towards the schools’ main entrance to escape, only for her path to be sealed by a set of snapping students, headed by the heinous Sunset Shimmer who wore a sickening smile as she snapped along. Reading their lips, the albino skinned student could see them sing the spell that made the students slaves, pledging their unyielding devotion to the diabolical dictator.
Vinyl dogged a swift kick from a twirling teenager before being blindsided by a backhand from a backup dancer. She faltered from the fresh hit, narrowly missing another quick kick before running past the pupated performer. Sunset Shimmer stood in her path, her hands outstretched as the attempted to grab the DJ, before Vinyl retaliated with a right hook and sent the student sprawling to the floor.
With escape on the edges of her fingers, the frightened girl was suddenly tackled by a teenager. Pinkie Pie, the school’s class clown and comical conductor, mimicked the mouths of her mesmerized peers, promising another slave to the sinister Music Meister. Vinyl let loose a loud scream as she fought against her controlled captor,
The resilient student was brought to her feet by Pinkie and another slave to the serenade, before Sunset Shimmer came to claim the headphones that Vinyl wore. She could faintly hear the Music Meister’s melody worm its way inside her mind, manipulating her with a magical tune that turned her into another slave. As the world slowly stopped and her mind gave way to the sinister song, the headphones were suddenly thrust back onto her head and a different song raced through her thoughts.
Taking a few moments to regain her composure, the confused girl looked around to see a green skinned girl looking desperately into her eyes as she ignored the incapacitated puppets that groaned on the ground.
“We need to leave, now!” The stranger stated as she pulled the dazed girl by her wrist and rushed out of the school with a fire extinguisher in her free hand. Vinyl didn’t know who the student was, but she was happy to know that she wasn’t alone in their arduous adventure.
The two teens trekked out of the school with great speed, abandoning any potential survivors as they did so. Vinyl wondered if there were any others who were able to resist the ruinous rhythm of the Music Meister, but those thoughts were abandoned as she saw the world that laid outside of the high schools’ doors. Everyone in sight sang the same song, cheering the conductor of the city’s chaos and praising his performance.
She and the mysterious girl only took a moment to survey the shocking sight, before they both snuck away from the main streets to search for a safe shelter. Vinyl freed her wrist from the other girl’s clutches, following her without the need of having her arm amputated by the girl’s great grip.
“What the hell is going on?” The green skinned girl wondered, though her words went unheard as Vinyl raised the volume of her headphones to assure her own safety from the wicked melody.
Without warning, the green skinned girl grabbed her wrist once more and pulled Vinyl into an alley, barely missing the backflipping bicyclist and bakers. The sweater wearing human hugged her fire extinguisher tightly as she and Vinyl continued to crawl through the towering shadows.
Chapter 4. The Siren’s Sing a Special Song.
happily joined the looting “party” by stealing every single repeatable taco she could find in the cafeteria.
“Well, our plan is officially fucked,” Aria bitterly pointed out. “What the hell are we gonna do now if everyone is just smiles and rainbows?!
“… We could use this…” Adagio passively observed.
“There’s still magic in the school, so we can survive without negative emotions. But Aria, you can’t possibly believe that we’re the only ones unaffected, can you?”
“Oh yeah, and who else is there?” Aria asked as she gestured to the zombified students that were carrying out the word of their new overlord. “Cause unless there’s another siren, I’m pretty sure we’re up shit’s creek.”
“Think for a moment, Aria. Firstly, the students here were fine until they heard his song. So, I imagine that there must be a few humans out there who haven’t listened to it yet. Not to mention, he’ll face the same issues we had with deaf ponies back in Equestria. It’s hard to manipulate someone with a song if they can’t hear it after all,” she pointed out.
The Music Meister was an alarming anomaly that she couldn't comprehend.
“Simple. Do you remember how much we fed back in the thirties when that mustached idiot started a war? We just need to start a war against this, ‘Music Meister’."
“Hey girls! Look who I found!” Sonata cheered as she dragged the green skined girl with her.
“I was sent here by a fifth dimensional imp. I’m not sure why they sent me here, but I could only imagine that they wanted me to fulfill my dreams at world domination. And, like any good genie in a bottle, they showed me how… Boring ruling a world is. No Batman to stop me, no Superman to control, not even a single Green Lantern to serenade, there’s no challenge.
“Even you three or the wanna-be Batgirl were a fun distraction at best. It’s not fun to rule over a world of normal humans. But, it would be fun to invade another world with an army of them,” he said with a wicked smile.
“A multiverse musical with me as the shining star of all singers! My concerto will cross the cosmos, my songs will speed through space, and entire worlds will fall under my control! I won’t just be the King Conductor, I’ll be a GOD!”
“Here’s your review, your songs suck!”
“Charming,” Music Meister scoffed before he tossed the vigilante aside. “You know, Batman would have said something more witty.”
“I’m not Batman. My name is Mare Do-Well!” She shouted as she kicked the musical bandit below the belt.
Epilogue: The Story After The Show.
“Thanks for letting me borrow your little performer, Mini-Bat,” Discord thanked him, as he patted the small fifth dimensional batman fanatic on the back.
“No problem. So, what are you going to do now?” Bat Mite asked.
“What? Hoping that I’ll say something cryptic to hint at a sequel performance? Sorry Bite Sized Batman, buuuut I think I’ll leave their world alone for a bit,” he shrugged. “I’ll admit, things might have gotten a teeny weeny bit too chaotic, what with planes suddenly falling out of the sky as the pilots sang and doctors breaking into dance in the middle of surgeries, but hey, the world is still there. And with this, I should be able to relax in Equestria for a few centuries without needing to make it suddenly hail marshmallow bunnies or something to get some good chaotic energy.”
Tales From the Trash Bin. (Dani Phantom. Pt. 1)
Tales From the Trash Bin. (Dani Phantom. Pt. 2)
Tales From the Trash Bin. (Scott Howl)
The First Tales From the trash Bin. (Pearl)
Tales From the Trash Bin 2. (Zurg)
