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For a fee, you can rent a pony.

You can be a pony.

But you can never stay a pony.


An entry for the Science Fiction Contest III organised by Bicyclette.

Chapters (4)
Comments ( 29 )

Thank you! That was weird, tense, and fascinating. I genuinely did not know where your story was going for most of it, but it all made sense. I'm glad I read this.

Interestingly, I was in a bit of a mood myself when going into this story, so much so I nearly opted not to read it, then considered bailing as its subject matter became clear...but weirdly reading to the end anyway put me in a better mood.

Funny how that works out, huh? :twilightsmile:

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I was a little worried that the tag would be off-putting. Glad that you felt better by the end; I prefer my stories to be a little hopeful, even when they're dealing with heavy subjects. Thanks for reading! :heart:

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Heya, thank you for the kind words. Glad you enjoyed it! :twilightsmile:

Oh, Raugos! A guy, who wrote Hearths' Sparring Eve. A nice story though!

This seems like it could be an interesting world to visit again. How many of us would pay that fee? Hope things work out and get better for the characters, good choice of song as well.

Your gastric resentment is inconvenient

Lmao :rainbowlaugh:

Very strange but good story!

Really cool story! Very easy to relate with the main characters and I appreciate how everything resolved.

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That doctor ain't putting up with annoying tummy rumblings in the middle of surgery. :derpytongue2:

What an interestingly fantastic start to a, I don't know if there is a trend for this anywhere else but, unique in my mind story.

This is somebody who's living through someone else. It's his only form of connection out of where he is in the world. It makes sense. Now it's confusing about how the world just turn into this megalopolis seeming situation. Of course this is the first chapter, but I agree with sternum. And I'm the opinion that sternum can have the opinion of the surrogate, however sternum is ultimately responsible for the product, it's quality and it's safety. A dead surrogate is a low quality surrogate.

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How many of us would pay that fee?

A lot of people, I suspect. Though it definitely would help if they could iron out all the issues that come with abusing this tech.

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Thanks for reading! :pinkiehappy:

Its nice to get a real good look at our protagonist's self.they are wounded.

Ooo what a climax! Let's see what come next

Ah thank you, I must peruse your catalogue. Ah times it is dofficult to distinguish characters from their pronouns when Cliff and Phillip are interacting.otherwise nice

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Ha! I already follow you. Guess I've missed out huh?

That was odd but very good. Thanks for the story! Extra thanks for the Aviators. There are some good memories there.

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This is somebody who's living through someone else. It's his only form of connection out of where he is in the world.

You certainly know your sci fi tropes!

Now it's confusing about how the world just turn into this megalopolis seeming situation.

Didn't quite have the time to flesh that out as nicely as I would've liked, but it's basically an alternate universe in which Equestria and Earth have a working portal, and this takes place a fair bit of time after Twilight's coronation.

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Ah times it is dofficult to distinguish characters from their pronouns when Cliff and Phillip are interacting.

Thanks for the feedback. I do try to keep a balance between using dialogue tags to help identify speakers, and reducing their usage to improve flow and pacing.

Ah thank you, I must peruse your catalogue.

I hope you find other stories to your liking. Thanks for reading this one! :twilightsmile:

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Oh yes, Aviators did some amazing pony songs back then. And thanks for reading! :pinkiehappy:

this story was great and an excellent read and I want Cliff and Sternum to kiss

Hey there, fellow contestant! Here's my review of your story:

I really enjoyed this one. It has a great core concept, a relatable main character, and a compelling plot. I think it works as a commentary on our own modern detachment from our own lives and also as criticism of the sort of escapism we see in a lot of other MLP stories. Despite being among the longer stories from this contest, I think it's paced very well and I didn't really notice the length much at all, which is always a good sign.

For minor criticism, I think the last chapter drags a little bit and maybe comes to a conclusion a little too neatly. Also detached a bit once I realized what the song was... just sort of took me out of it.

That said, a few minor gripes didn't keep me from thoroughly enjoying it. Good luck in the contest! :twilightsmile:

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Hey mate, thanks for reading. Glad you enjoyed it! :twilightsmile:

For minor criticism, I think the last chapter drags a little bit and maybe comes to a conclusion a little too neatly.

I can see that. Fun fact: the original draft had Pixel revealing that she was pregnant. Unfortunately, I had one day left to write the ending and there was no chance of me sorting that bombshell out in a satisfactory way before the deadline. :twilightsheepish:

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Oh wow, that would have been a big twist! But I think, under the circumstances, this was probably the right way to go if you were under the gun. My own story was a bit down to the wire as well, so I get it.

But like I said, minor gripes aside, still a damn good story. :yay:

Soft giggles and whispers. Firm but gentle touches. Ear nibbles…

aww, ear nibbles!

Passionate moans. Legs, wings and tails entwined. Lips pressed against one another. Rhythmic rocking like gentle waves on the ocean, bathed in warm darkness…

hoowee

“Yeah? Where, then? Your balls?”

ahaha love that retort

He technically wasn’t liable for trespassing if he was unlinked outside of a surrogate centre, but she might embellish the details of their encounter a bit, and everypony knew that the cops were less than fond of humans, and by extension, surrogates.

love the drip-feed of worldbuilding here, that is the way you do it! i still don’t even know just what the specifics of what is going on here is but i am eager to see

Between the reddened, teary eyes and the shadows created by the glowing smartphone screen directly beneath her muzzle, she looked almost like the ghost of a jilted lover, risen from the grave to punish the unfaithful.

though judging from her reaction so far it sure seems pretty bad!

It reminded him of his parents’ home, of a time when he wasn’t such a massive scre—

ooh, a massive what?

Eventually, Pixel closed the app on her phone with a swipe hard enough to crack the glass.

nice way to show that earthpony strength

“I… you’re right. Sorry for asking.” Cliff sighed and took a step back. “Look, for what it’s worth, you might still be able to reach him. Calling won’t work because the numbers you know are on this side of the portal, but aethermails should get through.”

i mean so far it sure does sound like what Hoar Frost was doing is really messed up! catfishing at a really deep level, and Cliff himself not being comfortable with the ethics of it but is still doing the job because of needing money is the vibe i get so far

Worse still, not everypony bothered to distinguish between surrogates and the clients who used them; he was lucky that Pixel hadn’t taken out her frustrations on him.

society!...?

Those piercing blue eyes narrowed. “After making the eight-legged horse, I presume?”

pfft okay this is so corny it wraps back around to being good

Cliff reared up and thumped both front hooves on the counter. “Wait! Please, can’t you just let this one slide? I mean, can you blame him? He got laid!”

ah okay, so Cliff is taking the side of the h*man here, interesting. or is just aligning himself with the interests of his client because that is what his livelihood depends on, but either way, something about society

“Well, yes, but mostly because the boss’ll split my chitin for not doing everything in my power to protect an expensive asset. Slugs aren’t cheap, and we’d much rather you continue working with us for a long time instead of… you know, getting crippled or potentially dying on the job.”

oof not even the ponies are safe from Capitalism

“Look, just this once, let it slide. Give him a real nasty warning and a penalty or whatever, but don’t blacklist him. He doesn’t do anything freaky with my body, and that’s super-rare.”

oh dang yeah, this does feel like a dynamic that is all too real from our world and it really does illustrate the consequences of this world that you’ve built here so compactly

Sternum locked eyes with him and frowned. “Mister Breeze, this is serious. I’d been thinking about what you said earlier, so I have to ask: are the memory blockers failing? Have you been surfing?”

and ooh, that does add a twist retroactively to the scenes of Cliff remembering

Cliff kept his head low and turned around. A second later, he winced as Sternum injected a small dose of thaumoxone to neutralise whatever nasties they’d detected in his blood.

ahaha thaumoxone

A big chunk of his pay went into acquiring his supply from the black market. Sternum would’ve freaked out if he knew just how frequently and how much Cliff used. He’d have to get more soon, hopefully in time for the session after next.

ooh, intriguing. that is definitely Cliff really going out of his way to retain these memories. but why? suspense!

Cliff surfed them, devoured them. Clung to them like driftwood in the ocean. A vast, empty ocean wide and deep enough to drown a million souls.

and augh yeah, these are very beautiful memories! makes it even more messed up that they were based on a lie, Pixel Rust really did a good job in keeping it together

How’d he even manage to look like a ghoul so quickly after his client had kept him healthy and presentable for the better part of a week?

He smiled.

It looked wrong.

Fake.

Undeserved.

Nopony was supposed to make that expression. At least, nopony that was him.

ah wow, Cliff really has a bad case of the Horse Depression. and being so attached to Hoar Frost’s life through him makes a lot more sense now

He glanced down at his dripping hooves, at the scarred tissue around his fetlocks where the hair refused to grow back completely. He angled himself to look at his side and lifted his wing—a similar scar ran from the wing pit to about a third of the length of his humerus.

oof, really bad Horse Depression!

He listened to news reports and podcasts he wouldn’t remember whilst he sorted out his finances. His paycheque had arrived on time, so he was set for a while. He just needed to place orders for his meals, supplements and the next batch of anti-blockers. Pay his rent. Taxes.

it’s interesting since i’d assume surrogates get paid really well, so this really underscores just how much Cliff is willing to give up to continue living through Hoar Frost living through him

“—yesterday evening, Miss Alice Jensen was acquitted of homicidal negligence in a Canadian court of Earth for the death of Mister Log Rhythm, part-time surrogate, whose body was injured by a manticore whilst uplinked to her control. The prosecution failed to prove beyond reasonable doubt that his suicide was due to his horn disfigurement, as he was found to have been displaying signs of severe dysphoria and compulsive memory surfing even before the accide—”

background news broadcast that is a perfectly relevant commentary to the main character’s situation, love it every time

It had been years since he’d logged into his old Harmony Tunes account. He didn’t dare. There would probably be hundreds of comments from his fans asking what had happened to him. He had no idea how anypony could’ve been a fan of his music in the first place.

wait, what? hundreds of comments? so this guy had a pretty solid fanbase! damn that is some Horse Depression

Princess Burger’s quality had dropped beneath even his abysmal standards; he really should’ve splurged for more Kirinese soup and noodles.

love that Twilight’s love of burging has inspired a burg chain

If he never woke up again, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

and augh, i really hope this guy gets better because this is very sad :(

“Initiating neural hoof bump.”

hehehe this instead of “handshake”

He was none.

nice

—nothing quite so barbaric as the caged awareness you would experience under traditional mind control.

sucks to be those guys!

“Yes. Your gastric resentment is inconvenient. I will wait.”

so mercenary love it

I already don’t.

lines that go hard

It read: Sorry about last time, and thanks for sticking up for me. It will never happen again.

aww, this client guy is Cliff’s only friend!

Sternum must’ve been having an off day; winter had truly set in, and the poor bug was shivering the entire time despite being so well bundled-up that he looked like a bee plushie.

aww what a cute description of an employee of a faceless evil corporation!

Elysium Heights, near the top of the city skyline. Fancy diner. Unpronounceable names of dishes. Juicy, tender, griffon-style poached salmon that melted in his mouth and rich, tangy crystal berry wine. Expensive as Tartarus. Too many zeroes.

dang who the hell is this client? though i guess anyclient who can afford this experience already would have the $$$ to splurge

His client had been using his body like it was his last day in Equestria.

oof, damn…

After stuffing his Bugtooth headset into his ear,

hehe, “Bugtooth”, nice. also fits with how so much of this merged technology is Changeling-themed

“When this is over, you and I are going to have a long talk about honesty and risk-management,” Sternum muttered as he hung up.

hehe so true

Sternum recoiled as if he’d been slapped. “What? Wait, are you experiencing dysphoria? How long have you been like this?”

ooh, so that’s an established thing in this world! 

“Also, that was pretty grubbing racist, but I’ll ignore it this once because you’re my favourite patient and I can see you’re in distress.

ah good ol’ pony racism!

“Actually, never mind. It’s nothing. I’ll call you back if there’s anything. Good luck.”

mysterious!

The retinal scanner beeped pleasantly the same time as Sternum hung up. Good, his client hadn’t yet revoked his body’s access. That tracked; it wasn’t as if Cliff was supposed to know he lived here.

hehehe the perils of using biometrics in this context!

The human’s eyes rolled slowly to look at him, and then he grinned and slurred, “Hey, it’s me. Fuck, I’m a handsome pony…”

augh i love how the self-hating and depression go in both directions

Well, one mystery solved. His client must’ve been careful not to open it during uplink, especially whenever Pixel Rust visited, so Cliff never got to see it.

oh boy well doesn’t that just add yet another layer to that whole thing

“Yeah, I know what those are. Tartarus, after what you tried, you have the balls to lecture me about wanting to do the same? Bitch, you’re a fucking pony. You can fly! You live in Equestria. Magic is real here! What the fuck have you got to complain about?”

dang this guy sucks

Philip unceremoniously smashed it to pieces with a figurine of Princess Twilight.

symbolism!

And then the world ended.

i mean, given that lecture by the surgeon in the previous chapter, of course this had to happen as part of the story’s climax! but yeah during a literal physical fight between surrogate and client, there are a lotta layers here!

He’d even shaved around the lacerations on his legs so that his coat wouldn’t stick to the gauze tape.

that Philip takes care of Cliff’s body better than either of them take care of their own really is something

Philip at least had the grace to look a little abashed. “Sorry. It’s just… it’s like looking in a mirror. I know you’re a pony in your own right, but I keep thinking… that’s me. Why am I over there? Why am I still stuck in this two-legged body?”

this guy has the Horse Dysphoria

They curled up back to back underneath the blanket. No cuddling or snuggling was involved.

aww but that would’ve been nice!

Not consciously, at any rate.

ehehe

“We’re practically half the same person.” Cliff gave him a rueful grin. “Can’t be any worse than what we did yesterday, right?”

in a way, yeah, they really are turning out to be two halves of one person somehow! as if this were some sort of centaur… world…

There was an almost euphoric lightness to him, as if somepony had cut him and drained a lake of poison from his veins. He could finally feel.

aww, Cliff finding himself again with Philip’s guitar is a nice way for his arc to end!


so this was a great concept! and this world as one where this technology exists and is used in the way that it is feels nicely fleshed-out. Cliff and Philip really being two sides of the same coin were great, and i loved the picture you painted of what it is like to be Cliff, and how his character and dilemma does such a good job in cutting to the core of the themes of this work. 

i must admit, though, that i found the final conversation with Pixel Rust a bit off, and she felt less like her own character and person and more like whatever shape she was required to be in order for the conversation to weave through to the final status of the characters. but all the other character interactions in the story did feel “on”!

thanks for writing!

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Cliff himself not being comfortable with the ethics of it but is still doing the job because of needing money is the vibe i get so far

As is frequently the case in real life.

society!...?

Society. :ajsleepy:

oh dang yeah, this does feel like a dynamic that is all too real from our world

Heck, just look at the M-rated stories on Fimfic and imagine what people might do if they could borrow pony bodies for a night or two... :twilightoops:

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ah wow, Cliff really has a bad case of the Horse Depression.

Heh, Horse Depression. I love how it sounds funny and depressing at the same time. :pinkiecrazy:
So. Much. Horse Depression. Poor guy. :fluttercry:

so mercenary love it

Griffons do make great mercenaries. It's practically canon!

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aww what a cute description of an employee of a faceless evil corporation!

Yeah, that's how they get you. By wearing the face of a decent person as a mask. :twilightoops:

dang this guy sucks

Yeah, the guy had his high ruined and was dragged back to reality by somepony he thought was going to give him a lecture about suicide. I can see why he'd want to twist the knife.

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that Philip takes care of Cliff’s body better than either of them take care of their own really is something

Sometimes an outside perspective can be quite sobering.

this guy has the Horse Dysphoria

Pfft. I just love these terms you're coming up with. :rainbowlaugh:

in a way, yeah, they really are turning out to be two halves of one person somehow! as if this were some sort of centaur… world…

Oh. Oh no. Been a while since I'd thought about that Centaurworld. That was... an experience. :twilightoops:

i must admit, though, that i found the final conversation with Pixel Rust a bit off, and she felt less like her own character and person and more like whatever shape she was required to be in order for the conversation to weave through to the final status of the characters.

Yeah... I unfortunately had to simplify her in the ending to meet the deadline.

She was originally going to be a lot more abrasive and less emotionally dependent on Philip, though she still would've been open to the idea of continuing the relationship somehow. Because she was pregnant, and there was the very awkward question of who was supposed to be the responsible father.

Here, have some of her lines that were left on the cutting room floor:

"Well, fuck you, here's some charity. Getting back on your hooves is the least you can do after what you put me through."

"I'm keeping the foal. If you so much as whisper the word starting with 'A', I'm fucking finishing the job and burying you."

"I need time to figure out how many fathers I want my foal to have in his life."

I unfortunately didn't have enough time and energy left to resolve all of that properly before the deadline. I needed sleep. :raritycry:


Thank you so much for organising the contest, and for the in-depth commentary! It's always a delight to go back and read them every now and then! :pinkiehappy:

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