An Assassin's Dilemma.
Octavia Philiharmonica. The name was increasingly becoming a household staple in Canterlot as more and more ponies caught on to her musical talents. Concerts became sold out when it was discovered she would be playing. She had all the money she could ask for and agents were practically knocking down her door to get her to sign on with them.
Of course, she had some help, though she didn't know who. A few years ago she was a starving musician fresh out of college, performing in bars and on the street for bits just to pay for her next meal. She would go home every night to her shoddy apartment and stare at the ever increasing pile of bills she couldn't afford to pay. Her entire livelihood was invested in her instrument, if anything happened to it she would most likely take her own life.
Then one day she received a letter in the mail, along with a sizable check made out to her. It described a company dedicated to assisting young talent in making it big, and all they had to do was a few "errands" for the company every now and then. It seemed sketchy at first, but Octavia soon gave in and made the call.
Now here she was, a few years later, on one of these "errands". She had gotten used to this line of work surprisingly quickly. Shutting the roof access door behind her, Octavia set down her briefcase and opened it up, quickly assembling the sniper rifle within. She approached the edge of the building looking toward her target's building. She re-read the note that she found on her coffee table this morning.
New Job
Chimney Sweep
5643 Colten Street
White Unicorn.
FAILURE WILL RESULT IN TERMINATION.
The note was vague, but she had gotten used to them, swiftly deciphering the message. She propped the weapon up on the low wall and looked through the scope, looking for her target.
"No." She said once she found it. "No way..." She moved away from the scope. She couldn't do it. The first job she had regrets taking since the very first one she ever had to do. The line on the note still burned in her mind though, failure will result in termination. She knew what that meant, and she didn't like it.
Vinyl Scratch sat at the desk across the street, talking to her agent. She was blissfully unaware of the moral conflict her best friend was having on a rooftop, with only a glass window separating her from a bullet.
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Dayum, that was deliciously dark ... I wonder if the company knew and was doing this deliberately, as some sort of infernal pact or something; or if they were impersonally oblivious. And why is Vinyl a target? She's just a DJ, with no close ties to anyone, unless she's merely an inconvenient witness to something. Is she even the real one, or have they yet to arrive? After all, there have to be a fuckton of white unicorns in Canterlot.
"It described a company dedicated to assassinating young talent in making it big" Did you mean "Assisting" here, or are they trying to eliminate musicians (and other artists?) who aren't part of their guild?
Oh, alternate ending: Blueblood walks by while Tavi is deliberating, and ... *BOOM* headshot!
Take her out! I will enjoy it.
Pinkie, you`re getting a bit dark there. You`re gonna start scaring people.
4624596 Pinkie, you can have Scratch killed after she plays at my birthday. Not before.
After all, IP geotracing isn't all that hard, and our nuclear retaliation programs have simply dreadful security.
:)
4624378 I like the alternate ending.
Saw one little error (so did Firemind, the find-thieving bastard):
How do you assassinate someone in anything other than a location? Y'all mean 'assist'?
4625248
The retaliation programs ARE horrible. I should know, I own them!
Wait, Pinkie has nuclear weapons? Am I the only one fearing for my life right now?
4625873 Yes. Since I'm a three-foot layer of carnivorous jam covering Australia, I don't think a single nuke could take me out. Or even many. Or even an infinite amount, because I lied and I'm actually a warp demon.
4625898
Nuke him from orbit?
No, we`re going to need the Doctor for this. THEN you can nuke him.
4625915 Uh, I live in the Warp. There aren't orbits there because gravity doesn't exist.
4624378 whoops! yeah, I meant assisting, not assassinating.
4625917
4625915
Hey now, play nice you two! I don't want to have to put you in time out!
4625935 Giggles, stop talking or I'll put you in the sack again. Clear?
4625917
Doesn`t matter with Pinkie, she`ll make her own orbit.
Yeah!...Wait, I will?
You`ve done stranger.
Good point.
4625948 No, I mean the idea of orbits physically cannot exist there. Like, you enter the Warp, and you forget about it unless you're a demon or a vassal of one.
Also, Pinkie, please don't come to the Warp. You won't go insane like anyone else, but there are... things here more powerful than even you. And they like anything pink. They'd probably make a coat out of your skin, and that wouldn't be fun because you're awesome.
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Guess it`s time to bring the propaine!
...That pun just sucks.
4625983 I wonder what having such a tiny head is like. On that note, what's having a physical body like?
Also, Pinkie, glad to see we're on the same page about the pun. Can you slap him for me? Not too hard, just hard enough that he gets the message.
4625991
She`s done worst puns before. On /mlp/, no less.
Was that during the time you tricked me into drinking alcohol?
Yes. Now drink this energy drink.
4626035 PINKIE DON'T DRINK THAT
It's not healthy for you to drink an energy drink! They're made out of pure energy! You'd survive, but you'd be as sick as when you are those cupcakes AJ made during Applebuck Season, the one where Big Mac broke his leg or something! Maybe sicker!
4625943 try it and i'll bite your throat...
And i havn't had my rabies shot in a while.
4626055 I am a warp demon. I am physically incapable of contracting illnesses. And I don't have a throat. I'm more like a ghost, but slightly physical.
4626064 oh? I thought you were a green-skinned humanoid anon
4626264 That's the physical form I assume when I'm in the Universe. Notice the word "alien". Means I ain't from around these parts.
Right now I'm in the warp, exploiting the free internet.
4626271 Newkid is OP and needs and immediate nerf.
4626506 Even though I'm bound by a law of reality that I can't kill anything? And don't have a physical form without a huge amount of energy?
4626515 still op. Anything i cant do is automatically op. I'm calling valve. Gaben's gonna nerf you, bro
4626592 But Valve didn't make me. WH40K did. Silly corgi.
And if you think I'm OP you should see some of the other demons. Some can literally do anything. If they can imagine it, they can do it. And their imaginations are vast.
That is all.
(Seriously though, I wanna know what happens next!
)
4627250 maybe one day I'll continue that story, but today is not that day unfortunately.
4625927 Eh, these things happen ...
IDEA! Deadmau5 in Equestria- with the helmet. I'm pretty sure the idea hasn't been done before.
Trust me.
I did research.
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4634520 Woah, calm down buddy! I'm glad you like ti but jeez...