//------------------------------// // ROUND 2: Derpy. // Story: Know your Mare // by overlord-flinx //------------------------------// Know your mare, know your mare, know your mare... Standing front and center for the first time, Derpy looked around her dark surroundings completely unfazed. Before we start... Blank...? Will you do the honors...? Gladly Cap'n... With a light click, two slots opened up from the ground beside Derpy, sending forth two shackles that quickly latched onto the pony's two back legs. Just to be safe... "D'aww, you don't have to worry about me." Just don't want you getting side tracked... Now let's begin... Derpy... ...Can't count to three... "Yah-huh. I can count to three. Watch. One to three." Uh... Right... Derpy... ...has the most unlucky name... "At least I got a name. Some ponies don't even get one. And that's sad..." Hrmm... Derpy... ...has a daughter... "I have a daughter? That's great! When's the birthday?" Derpy... ...Doesn't even remember her daughter... "I don't even remember where I live; doesn't mean I don't love my house. You don't gotta remember something to know you love it, right?" Derpy... ...makes Screwball look sane... "Glad I could help." No... That's not a-- GRAH! Cap'n, calm down... No...! It's time to bring down the rain... Derpy... ...shouldn't be made fun of... "...Wha? You were making fun of me?" Poor Derpy... ...so far into special needs she can't even see when she's being made fun of... Cap'n, stick to the jokes... "Special needs? Noooo, I'm nothing special." You're right... ...You aren't special... You're just an old, tired pun... "Uh... I-I don't really-- no... I don't understand." Of course you don't... ...You're retar-- WOAH! Bring it back! This is a family show... No need to pull the r-card... Why? Because she deserves special treatment...? She isn't special... She's worse then any other pony... She's mentally weak! At this, the pegasi in the center light had plopped down onto her flank and just looked at the ground hurt. Cap'n...! Calm down... No...! I'm tired of playing nice with ponies like her...! If they can catch a break and-- Oh... ...I'm sorry... Derpy... ...I'm sorry... ...I went too far... Derpy made no action of responding, even as the shackles done onto her legs released and slipped away. ...I'll make it up to all three of you... ...I'm really sorry... Finally, Derpy got to her hooves and ventured out into the darkness, only the sound of a closing door signalling her departure. On the outside of the studio, in the setting Haywaii sun, Derpy looking off into the distance. Slowly, as she watched the waves crash into the sandy coast, she smirked. "Works every time..."