A broken child is sent to a new world with the power that will change everything
It all starts with a broken man. The man was sent to an asylum a while back afflicted with a broken life he was forced to live. That life he lived only got worse over time. Then suddenly he was alone in world he couldn't understand with the power that can not be ignored.
The day started like it has started for so long now. Waking up in the hospital bed from the doctor's insistence. Oh how much I hated those self entitled doctors. But alas with the straight jacket and the security guards near by doing something would only make my situation worse.
"How are you doing today Alex" the doctor said mechanically. We have been through this song and dance for awhile now.
"I'm still jailed and I have no control over my life, but other then that I still fucking hate this God damned asylum".
"This is not an asylum Alex. This is a hospital. You are just unwell and we are here to fix that." the doctor blandly states. But we both know I don't believe that shit. Not even for a second. The moment I was thrown in here I knew it was an asylum. Hell everyone knows, but I am the only one who will admit it.
"Doc, let's just get this shit over with so I can go eat" I say annoyed. I know any sign of resistance or angering them will not make these meetings any more pleasant. But I learned a while a go I can never get out of this hell so what's the difference. Sometimes they discharge me, but reality, she is a harsh mistress and I always end up back here one way or another.
We go back and forth with the normal questions. "Are you having negative thoughts"; "What is your depression at from 1 to 10"; and so on and so on. After awhile it just gets so fucking tedious. It has always been annoying.
Once the doctor is done asking the same questions he always asks, he goes on to assure me that I'll get out of here soon enough. He finally leaves me alone to enjoy the sweet silence. But of course it does not last long though, as a nurse comes in with my medication. I hate those God damn drugs. I must admit they help a little but they always have side effects that I just can't get used to.
It hurts you know. I've been stuck in this asylum for two or three years now. I lost count on exactly how long though. My brother just turned eighteen a few days ago. He still visits me from time to time which is nice. My mom was a good support in all of this. She passed away a few years ago. I still miss her. When it comes to my dad it's a completely different story. He had an abusive father and though he tried his best his father's teachings showed through. Add that to his own personality and he could be a complete asshole at times. Certainly not good for me in the long run.
At this point I've gotten the routine down to a T. I barely need to focus on this shit any more. I just think to myself and get lost in my own little world. I tend to do that often instead of facing reality. People told me that it was a shame because I was a prodigy and I could do so much if I tryed. They say I'm smart, perseptive, quick on my feet, creative, have a quick wit, and persuasive. The point no one seems to grasp is that I don't want to face reality. Why would I when reality is boring, cruel, and unfair? Why even bother? I'm self-aware. I know they want me to think higher of myself, but I could care less that they don't understand. That's reality for you.
The other patients distract me for a moment. It's breakfast so we are sitting at the table eating healthy things the chefs microwaved.
I barely have any appetite these days. Even so, I eat what's in front of me. I try and remember what my mom would have wanted, but I have always had a fractured mind. I don't mean as in insane fractured. I mean I remember only certain pieces of memories at any certain time. I know it's confusing, but think of it like recovering a photo album from a flood. Some pictures are perfectly fine while others are gone. Some are still there but damaged from the water. Those are my memories and it shifts every so often.
I'm rambling aren't I? Sorry. It's been awhile since I've talked to someone. Whenever I do I feel more insane, but I know this helps keep my head on straight. The one person I tell everything to is me and me alone. But you already guessed that, didn't you? Of course this is the exception.
The hospital does the same things every week, so I have plenty of time to think to myself or find some other means of entertainment. Right now we all moved into a circle. This group session is about talking about what happened that landed us here. Everyday we ask questions to the newest member that hasn't gone yet. To be honest, I could care less. I was never able to get invested in the conversations.
This person is a orphan with anger issues and is scared of abandonment. His name is something foreign and long so I'm just gonna call him dude or something. This had been going on for awhile. It should be lunch soon.
I decided to make a phone call before lunch. I would skip lunch, but they never allow that to happen. It's funny they want us to feel welcome here, yet it's exactly like a prison. Nothing to do in our rooms. Stuck inside at all times. We only get a certain amount of phone calls. If that's not prison I don't know what is though I only know prison through movies so I wouldn't really know.
After the long fucking discussion it takes for them to dial the number and let me use the phone, (which they had to hold up for me which I can tell they 'loved' doing) it starts to ring. The sound of that ring helps me forget all about my previous annoyance. After awhile it goes to voicemail. As shitty as that is, it is to be expected. My best friend never picks up his phone when I call. I like to imagine it's because, like always, he has something to do. But I know the real reason why. We both were a little crazy back then. That's what brought us together. We had fun and we could understand each other. But once he was able to move out of his family's house, he got his life together. Time moved forward and I barely knew him anymore. He got a part time job, a girlfriend he loved dearly, and got into a good college. I tried to stay in touch but he was fading away like everyone else. LIKE HE FUCKING PROMISED NOT TO DO!! Whoops. I said that out loud. Ah what the hell! They all think I'm crazy anyway. He was one of the last threads holding me together. I knew that so I got very possessive over him. Then a few weeks later I'm starting my first day in the asylum and can't get in contact with him.
Time starts to fly by like usual when your stuck and unaware of the outside world. Next thing I know I'm taking my nightly medication before I'll be sent back to my room for the night. Have I mentioned I hate this? I can't stand the strict schedule that I have no power over. In fact, I hate having no power in general, no control and no choices over my own life. I'm in my room now just reviewing good memories. Like Halloween. I like to scare people. When I wear a mask I feel free from the anxiety and depression. I can do whatever the hell I want and the mask assures me that I will be safe. That's why I love Halloween.
I know this is boring but this is my life now. Boring and completely controlled. If I could get out of here I would make sure not one moment of my life would be boring and would not let those damn laws control me!!
That's all I got. There's nothing to do but go to bed. They close and lock the door so I can't even leave. They use cameras to watch us so even without my straight jacket I wouldn't have masturbated because I don't want those freaks to watch me do it.
I look around before I lay down on the hospital bed. Same old white walls. Same huge locked door. Same mysterious hatch on my floor.
Wait a minute that's not right...... I get up slowly analyzing the trapdoor. It appears to be glowing ominously. I've never seen something like this before let alone in here. The more I look at it the more I get the feeling that this was not naturally made. It feels like this thing isn't just any trap door. It feels like it is a trapdoor for my sake. I pondered on what the fuck is going on. The doctors didn't come in so it was not showing on the cameras. Maybe it is one of my hallucinations, so I walk over to it. I used my foot to open the trap door.
Whatever the hell was in there it is changing colors rapidly so it is hard to see shit without getting a fucking seizure. But after a moment or two my eyes get used to it. I notice there is a note on the bottom of the trap door and it simply reads "want to play?". My mother warned me about strangers that want to play with me. But I'm trapped in a insane asylum, already hate my life and I'm probably just hallucinating anyway, so why the hell not. I jump in and feel myself falling until what feels like a metal bat being swung against my head knocks me out.
I bolt upright looking around in a state of panic. I appear to be in a clearing in a forest. There is mainly nature surrounding me except for a ragged rope bridge. I use my deductive reasoning to figure out that this is not fucking normal. It seems to be night at the moment. I admit I missed the stars while stuck in that hell so I look up to admire the constellations and to calm my nerves.
It's been a while since I've seen the moon but I am at least 90% sure that THE FUCKING MOON SHOULD NOT BE THAT CLOSE!!!!!
In a panic I back away from the FUCKING GIANT ASS MOON! In my panic I trip over something in the dark. After taking a few deep breaths and counting backwards from ten to calm down., I slowly open my eyes and let them adjust to the darkness. Once I can actually see clearly I look down at what I tripped over. To make my situation even weirder than it already is there's a fucking suitcase with a satanic pentagram on it.
From this point on I will assume that normalcy is dead and logic is crying in the corner somewhere for being ignored. I looked down at my self in the hopes of finding some sort of clue but all I see is my jacket. It is so torn up it can't even be considered a shirt let alone a straight jacket. I must have fallen and the branches tore me up on the way down so that's something. The only other option at this point is to open the suitcase and pray to Cthulhu that it has some sort of clue to wherever the fuck I am. (Since God gave me up a long time ago I no longer trust him.) Keeping up with today's common theme of confusion, the contents only leave me with more questions!! Inside is just a little book that has the word "Manual by Mister fear" scribbled across it. I close the briefcase and pick it up. To my surprise it is as light as air. I look around for any sign of civilization or life in general. Again there's only an old looking bridge so that's where I'm headed.
I tryed to tread lightly across the bridge but one or two boards break on my way across it. I will not lie, I pissed my pants a little but I made it across so that's what matters. The only thing to do is to keep marching forward, so off I went then.
It took me awhile but I found something equally old and shitty as the rope bridge. It was a castle. So I tryed to cover more of myself with what's left of my shirt, wishing for something to change into that is not torn or soiled. Looking around I see some tattered banners, ruble everywhere and a broken throne.
This was the first throne I've ever sat on and man was I disappointed. This must be the most uncomfortable throne that ever existed. I would rate this throne 1 star out of 5 stars and would not sit again. Anyways, I will have to make due in this situation so I stayed strong and kept my ass down. I remember the manual in the briefcase so I put the briefcase on my lap and open it once again. To my surprise there were clothes alongside the manual. To be more specific, there is a fancy suit in the briefcase. I did not remember any of this being in there but like they always say 'don't look a gift horse in the mouth'.
Fuck that saying, where the hell did these clothes come from!
Again I realize that logic is having an aneurysm some where while anarchy decided to throw a fucking party. I stand up and quickly get out of what's left of my clothes and put on the suit. Damn this is a fancy looking suit. I feel like a noblemen or a butler to royalty.
While I was admiring my self in a broken shard of glass I notice something. I seem to be a lot more lanky and slim. I was six feet tall before so that is saying something. If I was forced to guess I would say I was around eight feet tall. I'm panicking a little bit more now but since I realized a couple minutes ago that reality has taken a momentary break and anarchy is at the wheel it doesn't effect me as much.
Wait a moment! I completely forgot about the Manual. I take a couple long strides towards the briefcase and pick up the manual. The so called manual seems very slim and it looks handwritten so I'm sure this will be an interesting read. I sit back down on the throne and begin to read.
chapter 1 the basics Hello! If you're reading this you jumped through the portal and have taken ownership of this briefcase. This is no ordinary briefcase my good sir. All you have to do is imagine something you want and it will be there. But like most things in life there is a catch. Because you jumped in the trap door you have taken on the mantel of fear and you gained some passive skills. The briefcase feeds on fear. The more fear you cause or that is around you the more powerful the briefcase will become. The more fear you collect the bigger and more complex items can be created by the briefcase. But the same goes for you. You now live off fear and need it to survive. If you use all of the fear you have collected then you will cease to exist. I know you might be panicking right about now but you can always tell how much fear you have based on the number found in the center of the pentagram.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS! I'M SOME SORT OF FEAR EATING DEMON OR SOME SHIT. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!!! Ok! Ok! Ok! I just need to take deep breaths and try to wrap my head around this craziness. So the pentagram on the briefcase shows the number 10 and under the number it says "cost".
So wait a moment. If I imagine something I can get it out of the briefcase as long as I scare the shit out of people. This needs to be tested immediately. I close my eyes and think of a scary mask. If this works I'm not totally screwed, just mostly. The word "cost" is gone and is replaced with the number two. I guess that's how I make sure I don't run out of fear and accidentally kill my self. Because if I'm going to die I'm going to die on my own fucking terms not by some accident. I open the case to confirm that this shit is real and there it is. A fucking mask.
Well I am clearly not on Earth anymore, but if I am the government has a lot of shit to explain. I look at the mask and it is scary but generic. I guess next time I'll have to think harder about exactly what I want to get. I'll put on the mask or more specifically a sack with eye holes and a smile sewn onto it. So this is really happening . . . or my mind completely jumped off the deep end. I was locked in a asylum for a couple years so that is a possibility.
Fuck all of this. Insane or not I'm going to enjoy this ride, survive and live by my own rules. But there are two more chapters in the manual. The last chapter said I would die without fear so I had better get reading and find out what other life saving advise the manual may have in store for me.
chapter 2 new world
You might have realized but this isn't your original world. At this exact moment you are in the Everfree Forest located in Equestria on the planet Equus. Everyone here is human but has some type of magic or skill. There are four different bloodlines in Equestria. The three most common bloodlines are Pegasi, Unicorns and Earth Ponies. Pegasi have wings while Unicorns have horns and can use magic. Earth Ponies have more strength and connection to the world. The most rare bloodline is the Alicorns. Alicorns have the ability of all three bloodlines
By the looks of it I did not turn into the first two and I'm weak as shit so I'm pure human born-and-bred. Not completely sure that's a good sign though. I'm starting to get hungry. I glance at the briefcase and the number has gone down to seven. I guess I still need to eat but I have absolutely no clue on how to eat fear. Something I better figure out fast.
chapter three your job
In this world there must always be a balance. When there's order there must be chaos; when there's love there needs to be hate etc etc. There are currently 6 keepers of the balance. In the balance there are three beloved guardians and three of the complete opposite. Celestia moves the sun and is the keeper of order. Her opposite is Discord, the keeper of chaos. Cadence is the keeper of love. Her opposite is Chrysalis. She is the keeper of hate. Then there's Luna, she moves the moon. She is the keeper of peace. So her opposite is now you my dear. You are now the keeper of fear. You will become what goes bump in the night.
Well shit that is concerning, but this might be just what I've been looking for. The joy of freedom and doing whatever I want no matter the consequences. Following my own rules and no one else's. I'm a little nervous but I might as well have some fun. };)
According to the manual, I need fear for my own survival and to gain more power. So off I go with my brand new briefcase. As I delicately walked back over the rope bridge I noticed I'm still wearing that old sack mask. I completely forgot that I was still wearing that. I decided to commit to this new look of mine. So I tucked the ends of the sack into my suit so my head and neck are no longer visable. So now I look like a fucking scarecrow that is late for an important business meeting. I don't know where I am going to go until I start to smell something delicious in the air. I taste something on the tip of my tongue. By instinct I follow that delicious smell. I follow it for awhile trying to find it source. Eventually I find it or more specifically I find her.
The smell is coming from inside this little cabin in the middle of nowhere. I decide to get a closer look to see what is inside. I go to the window and inside there is like a million different animals sleeping. No wonder I haven't seen animals in the forest. It's because there all right here in the weird little cabin. But than I notice her standing in the kitchen. She looks to be around five foot tall with yellow wings attached to her back. She was wearing some baggy clothes and she had put up her bright pink hair into a bun. It takes me a second, but I realize that wonderful smell is coming from her. She looks a little pale and nervous. While observing her I felt something and impulsively looked at my briefcase. The number has gone up from seven to eight. This fear gathering isn't so hard.
I realize that I am feeding off her fear passively, so learning how to eat apparently wouldn't be a problem. But for the big pay off all I had to do is scare people shitless. So with that in mind I confidently walk towards the door and knock once. I hear a quiet "eek" and the tantalizing taste becomes a little more potent. After a few minutes with no response I knock twice. This time I knock hard enough to wake some animals up. I can see them scatter around but not with my eyes, but I really didn't care at the moment. I am focused on her reactions. She moves nervously towards the door while I wait.
"hello" said the girl from behind the door. "who's there" ? She sounds like she wants to run away. I feel that wonderfully odd sensation again. I knock again. This time I knock three times and than try to jiggle the door handle. To my surprise it turns all the way and decide to open the door instead. From her shocked expression she must have thought the door was locked and I somehow opened the door like it was no big deal. But I lost interest in how she looked. I could feel her fear wash over me. I assumed the briefcase was gathering up the fear that surrounded me and it felt amazing.
So far this has been a good warm up but I might as well have some fun with this. She seems petrified so I decide to make the first move.
Thinking quickly I hold my hand out offering a handshake. She snaps out of it and backs up a little. "uhh no thank you . . . can I help you sir?" she clearly wants to kick me out and hide under her blankets but she is way too scared to act upon those desires. I use that to my advantage.
I quickly lunge forward staring directly into her eyes. She promptly faints and falls straight back. I might have gone a little too far scaring this girl. Hopefully other people won't be this easy to scare or life will get boring fast. The door is still wide open so I take that as an invitation to come all the way in. I quickly check if she was still alive or not. She is still breathing so she'll be fine.
Looking around her cabin it looks rather cozy but overgrown with nature and shit. She might as well be living outside with all this nature and animals. There are some pictures on the wall which I assume are of her friends. I don't pay much attention to them and look for some sort of currency because right now I'm flat out broke. After a quick search I give up. I sit down on her bed to look at my briefcase to see how much fear I gained. It's now reading fourteen. I guess that makes sense since all I did was pull a jump scare. If I scared more people or dragged it out I would have gotten more.
The sun is starting to rise so I decide to leave the cottage. I leave her on the floor with the door wide open so she will realize it wasn't a dream. That way she will be even more scared of me the next time we meet. I walk inside the tree line so no one will see me if they pass me by.
With the additional power I've gathered I decide that I need to make an investment. Because I am all by my lonesome and I have no idea what I'm doing, I need advice. I have the scaring thing mostly down but I have no clue about the other stuff. Hell maybe other people can understand what's actually happening. I imagine my phone with my solar charger attached. The briefcase indicates it will cost ten so that will only leave me with four left. After weighing my options I realize I have no clue on what to do next and the sun is coming up. So I decide to risk it all.
My phone is fully charged but I have terrible reception. Honestly, not considering that the wifi in the woods was going to suck was an oversight on my part. I try and call my brother first to see what he would have to say but it doesn't go through. I should have anticipated that, but hey it was worth a shot. I am kind of antisocial so I don't have Facebook or Instagram so those aren't an option. I was thinking of posting it on Reddit but there are millions of stories there and this would just get lost. The sun was starting to raise and I thought I saw the girl start to stir awake. So I had to rush and find somewhere to post this and to ask for advice. In my panic I just found a website I was recently on to post this to.
So please, anyone reading this. I need your help! I have no idea what I'm doing. My plan is to do whatever I want but I need to survive to be able to do that. If you think you have something that might help me out, write them in this website's comments please! I'll be hiding in the woods until I figure out what to do. I am childish and have very limited food so please hurry.
I've started to get a lay out of the forest. It would appear that all the animals are scared of me so that's one less problem to worry about. There aren't many sentient beings out here. There is some sort of potion maker. I've been avoiding her, but I will sometimes break a stick behind her to get a jump out of her.
That only helped me out a little bit, but it was enough not to die before I can make my next move. The briefcase is at two so I will need to hurry. The girl from before has probably run home to her family and is in hiding so she isn't an option. There is a voodoo witch person but they look too guarded. That being said, without any tricks I won't be able to scare her without severe consequences.
It had taken me awhile to come up with a plan. The plan is very open-ended but it's some sort of plan none-the-less.
The first thing I needed to do was get her out of the way. It was a risky but a very necessary part of the plan. I lay in wait. When I saw her walking by my little hiding spot I acted. The briefcase may be light, but it will still hurt if you bash someone with it. The first hit disoriented her but that wasn't good enough. I hit her again and she fell on the ground.
She was rather weak and slow but what would you expect from a teacher. I draged her into the forest and used a rock to break her legs. First part of the plan complete! Next problem would be if an adult questions me I might be found out. But that's not the only risk I'll face. If the children think I'm not really their substitute they'll try to leave and resist me. If one escapes then the plan would be ruined. This plan is risky, but it will be a great pay out.
The next issue is to make sure no one sees my face. I don't want to be identifiable but I can't wear my mask or they'll get suspicious. But I need some sort of disguise. But I think I have an idea.
I go to the school early and stop at the nurses office to get a surgical mask. I am now a substitute that is a germaphobe. I sit and wait for all the kids to come in. I wrote my alter ego's name above me on the chalk board. I also wrote why I have a mask right next to my name.
When the children start rolling in I am prepared. They all start mumbling to each other while I get acquainted with my new desk. I find piles of papers in the drawer. There is an apple, a name tag, a stapler, and a yard stick. I pick up the yard stick knowing that this will be my greatest tool here.
I get up with force and conviction and turn to the blackboard behind me. I slap the yard stick against the black board to get the student's attention. It startles them all and I see my briefcase go up to ten. My plan starts to take affect!
I right three simple word on the board and use the yardstick to point. "STUDY AND WAIT" in the most slashing and aggressive handwriting I can possibly muster. I turn to the children and hit the blackboard again. The silence is slowly getting to them as the number on my suitcase slowly rises.
I don't sit back down and just stare at the confused students. Some of them raise there hands or just ask questions. But that is quickly stoped by my finger on my lips. "Shhhhhhh" I hiss shushing them. That shut them up but they just started raising their hands. One student is still demanding answers though but with her fancy dress and crown I can tell she is obviously spoiled.
Since she wont shut up I go to her and whisper in her ear. "You'll be the first to go Now be quiet for your sake." She starts demanding more answers but raising the yardstick shut her up.
Everyone is taking out books and whispering to each other. The fear in the room is starting to rise. The briefcase is up to twenty seven. It goes like this for a little while but when they start to calm down I make my move.
I get up suddenly and wipe down the board and write out two words on the top of the board. "Field trip". I slowly point to the desk that the spoiled brat is sitting at. She scoffs and rolls her eyes while the rest of the class relax is a little.
I look at the clock and I have one hour left before parents come to pick up their kids. I stand in front of the door and wait for them to line up. The brat was in front of me like I promised.
As we head into the Everfree Forest and the student's huddle closer together. We walk for awhile until I reach my destination...... the castle of the two sister's. I wave for them to go on ahead and explore. Full of nerves and excitement they walk away. I do the same and go to find their teacher.
She must have woken up a little while ago and tried to crawl away. I pick her up and put her near the entrance of the castle. Now I check my briefcase and it's at thirty two. At that moment I decide to invest in something special. I imagine a briefcase keychain that will collect fear to be deposited in the briefcase. It was surprisingly cheap at five points. I put it in the teachers pocket to collect fear while I'm busy. I walk back to the school and by the looks of it the little fear collector is working it's magic. The briefcase says I'm at thirty eight now.
While being in the castle might be easier for me, seeing me will lessen the student's fear. So instead, I will wait near the school yard to take the parents fear as well.
So once again I ask you all what would be the best investment. I collected around seventy pointd, but the egg for the whispering death will cost twenty. Thanks for that by the way. I'll hide it away where the environment is right. But what do I do with the fear I am collecting?
By the time I had gathered as much fear as I could without getting caught, I ended up with seventy three. That was somewhat expected, but my success was still a little surprising. But that doesn't matter right now.
I headed back into the forest to find a place to house and protect the egg. It will take awhile for this thing to hatch, but it will be worth it in the long run. It took awhile but I found a well hidden place to keep it safe and warm. While I was walking around I heard a train go by.
Mentally marking that spot, once I had the egg in it's hiding spot, I went back to investigate. There was indeed a train track. Hmmmmm... This could help immensely. To the right of the train track must be Ponyville, but what was to the left needed to be explored. There was this pump car that was left on the track, so off I went.
It took awhile, but I'm heading toward this desert city or some shit like that. There were a lot of trees though. It would be a shame if some one had a lighter..... But that's for later. Right now I have to focus. Being that this is a desert town there is probably some sort of well. The comments mentioned a movie they had seen with a spray chemical thingy that induced fear. Very intriguing.... While I was walking I kept hoping that there was a well somewhere or some easy access to the water supply.
There is no way I'm letting this chemical go to waste. It costed thirty points and there's barely any even in the vial. There's just enough, at least I think there is. Lots of people gave me strange looks, but I could care less. It took me awhile but there it was, a well. Not even a water pump (that's just sad). Before I can make it to the well some gay looking cowboy interrupts my work.
"Howdy there stranger! Welcome to Appaloosa! My name's Braeburn. What's yours partner?" This son of a bitch is making me interact with people. My antisocialness won't allow this to stand! So naturally I just kick him in the balls and push him aside. I quickly move to the well and empty the container. The residents are starting to yell and rush towards me. All this fuss for a little vial!
I quickly toss the key chain into "Braeburn's" jacket so I could collect the fear. I would have stayed, but this group was chasing me. I wouldn't' want to get stampeded now would I? This place is so isolated from society. With the molotovs being so cheap, I got two and threw them at the trees at the edge of town so the citizens are pretty busy now, anyways. Before I leave I realize that they aren't completely alone. All I needed was some TNT sticks. Thank you briefcase! I promptly lit them with the forest fire. I put it on the train tracks before I pump my way out of here.
Man I wish I had some sunglasses on when the explosion happened. I would have looked like a complete boss. No one was around to witness it though, so it's fine. But off I go back to the Everfree with this long ass trip I have to take.
WHAT IN THE FUCKING HELL! WHY IS THERE A FUCKING TRAIN ON THE TRACKS!!!! THE MOTHER FUCKER ALMOST HIT ME! PLUS I HAD TO JUMP OFF MY RIDE TO SURVIVE! THAT ASSHOLE CRACKED MY SCREEN TOO!!! THAT IS A HIT AND RUN!! I WILL SUE THEIR FUCKING ASSES TILL THE COWS COME HOME!!!
Actually the cows were probably on a farm in that orchard at the edge of town so there never coming home. But still that's not the fucking point here. Now I'm just typing this while I walk back home like a peasant. Thirty three points left on the brief case. The keychains are going to be used very often and that's what will suck me dry in the long run.
Wait a moment this might be a good thing. A very isolated place to test something bigger without being noticed. But I still have to make it back. Why can't I just buy a fucking telepor... Five to teleport where I want in the Everfree.
But first I will summon the . . . the . . . . . . . Fuck I'm out of ideas! Give me a moment to look at the comments. I am so glad I invested in this phone. You guys are so helpful! Let alone encouraging me to do so much better. So whoever is reading this right now thank you and your comments will never be ignored (as long as there helpful or somehow related). If not, at least talk to me. I get lonely. Sorry went on a little tangent there. Let's see........
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . There are two ideas that I could try. No one's around. I'm in a desert and I don't have any drawings on me so option two it is --- the enchanted plague mask. It will have an effect on anyone within three yards of me. But if you are within six yards, you will still feel the symptoms but just not as intense. I honestly wanted the radius to be larger, but with the limited supply of stored fear I have right now it is all I could get. Oh well beggars can't be choosers. But for the look it can't be any old plague mask. It needs to be the best. After awhile I imagined it just the way I want. But it will cost twenty five and I'm teleporting back so that will leave me with only two points. Fuck it! I'm about to get a lot from that town.
Once the new mask is made, I take off the the sack mask and put it in the briefcase. It is completely molded to me and I love it. My signature costume is not done yet, but I think I'm headed in a good direction. Once I teleport back to my little cave I realized something. Now the world knows that I'm here and that I'm just causing terror wherever I go. So if I want to announce myself I'll have to do it soon before others put words in my mouth. But that will be for another day. Right now I'm staying in the cave watching the chemical work it's magic.
I'll be a terrifying badass on the stage once I present myself. I just don't know how yet. This really gets boring just waiting around while things happen. I'm going to have to find some sort of hobby to keep myself busy.
Waiting was a good idea. The toxin is starting to infect the citizens. It just started and yet I'm getting so much already. The points are accumulating too fast to actually see what number I'm at. But that doesn't matter. I am very well supplied for now. For a little while I can get whatever I want without any backlash.
First I think of the Ring of Paranoia. This ring gives me the ability to sense what others are afraid of and lets me control it. It was quite expensive and it took a lot of points, but it's still climbing so it's fine.
Second, I will need help so I need a partner in crime. It took awhile but when I was able to afford it I opened the briefcase and took him out. At first it's just a Pokeball and I wonder what I could catch with it. Before I can continue with that train of thought, he appears. Darkrai in all his glory. I know it doesn't have a gender but I can't call it an it now can I.
There is one more immediate thing that's probably costly. But after this one I'll experiment a little more with cheaper stuff. The third one isn't as flashy as the others but it is arguably more important. It looks like an ordinary bed until you lay on it for a little. If anyone played Minecraft you know what I'm doing. Now that my respawn was set and the initial shock of the toxin is wearing off the numbers are starting to slowdown.
Waiting is getting boring so I might as well finish my checklist for today. Task number one: trap the potion maker in a dream and steal all of her shit. Task number two: see if that scaredy cat is back in her cottage. When I look through the window she's there, but with three others. The first one has blue wings and rainbow hair and seems rather fidgety. The second person has pink curly hair and is jumping everywhere. She must be on a sugar rush or something. Girl number three is the typical farmyard girl with her pony tail and typical straw hat.
God damn it I'm bored again and I don't have any tasks left to do. Guess I can just do some small tests with the briefcase. I imagine things that are completely original. It seems you can't just make shit up. In order for the briefcase to conjure something up it must actually exist. Next I try to think of people and that surprisingly works. Well sort of. I can only summon people who are significant. With that reasoning I need to test something.
Moving to the stream, I take off my mask and look at myself. My long unkept brown hair. My dull blue eyes that don't show much emotion. My chapped lips from my years of silence. Capturing this image in my mind, I look at the briefcase. Huh..... I'm surprisingly cheap at only 10 points. Opening the briefcase I only see a picture of me. I took it out and tried two more times with the same result. Out of anger I threw the pictures and that's when it happened.
The smoke caught my attention first. Looking at the pictures on the floor, they are starting to burn. The ashes rise up and start taking shape and before I knew it there's three of me. Each one looks exactly like me and I never wanted to kill something so badly. I quickly summon two more of the scary Sacks and threw it at them. I turned around to put my plague doctor mask back on.
I sneek a look at them and there they are just looking around. They are me through and through if the briefcase is to be believed. Knowing that I will loose focus in something in less than 5 seconds, I point in the direction of the caves and they start walking. I grab one by the shoulder and point to the cottage. I'll sit this one out I'll watch what he does.
It felt strange. It was as if their brains were somehow in the back of my mind. I knew what they were thinking and if I focused really hard I could look through their eyes. But that's not the point now, my number two has made it to the door of the cabin. He does the same thing I did the first time with the knocking. Looking through the window the three were standing in the cottage while the scaredy cat was cowering behind them.
Without any regard of self-preservation the pink one casually opens the door. Mimicking what I did last time he stretched his arm for a handshake. The pink one reached out and shook his hand without any sign of hesitation. Before she could say a word though he pushed her back in and slammed the door. She must not have expected that. I sure wouldn't have. Doing the first thing that comes to his mind, he sprints to the forest. By now the other two have opened the door and were giving chase. I have to say, it was mildly entertaining to watch. The curly haired person was not far behind shouting something about a party.
That was easier then I thought it would be. When he escapes he will probably just go around terrorizing people. When he's caught knowing myself he'll just smile and laugh no matter what. Sprinting to the open door I see the timid one starting to get back up. I run right at her once again but this time I pick her up. She's fainted the moment she saw me, but that doesn't matter. I quickly take her into the forest and tie her up with some vines.
This girl will be my emergency supply along with the potion maker. If I'm ever to low they'll be rather nice to have. They are my emergency rations. Having Darkrai put her in a nightmare I hide them in a small cave in the mountain. It took a lot of effort from the three of us, but we were able to push a boulder in front of the cave so they won't be seen. If they can be tracked I'll know soon enough. I take out my phone and dial my own number. It surprisingly works and three and four's pockets go off. When number two answers his phone I tell him that if he loses them he should go to the desert town and have some fun.
Now I have more planning to do. I'm starting to realize that I can't just pull anything out of the briefcase. I'll have to rely on this phone to look needed items up more than I thought. This hinders my plan of creating my own little castle which is really a shame. But right now I have to play the waiting game with numbers three and four until number two's commotion calms down. This may take awhile.
When the other me arrived at the apple orchard it was easy to tell by the sudden spike in fear. Looking into what he is doing, it seems that he has taken off his mask and claimed to be working for the queen. Don't know why that caused fear, but maybe it is because he said Queen and there's only a King or a Princess? Might have to look into that one....
Finally it's time to act. It's been a boring couple of days. Looking at my briefcase I wonder if I can conjure traits or emotions. Thinking of acquiring confidence I open the briefcase to find a pill bottle. Taking out what appears to be a sticker from the bottle I see that it has the word "CONFIDENCE" printed on it. I immediately make number two and three "me" take them. The moment it touched their necks they seem to be less nervous and a little over confident. Now I only have to send them out to do their missions. One goes straight into the village and the other goes in a different more obscure way into another village.
They will take awhile to get there so I'm free to do whatever I please. Opening my briefcase I summon a crow messenger. I imagine a mini briefcase so he can summon little objects from the fear he collects. Tying the briefcase to the little bird I send him on his way. Now I can let them fade into the background of my mind.
I wander around placing claymores and a few weeping angels. With that fun over I move on to the next thing. Looking at my briefcase it is at six thousand five hundred and fourty two which should go up soon. With that in mind I summon a drone to explore more of the world and fill in my mental map.
While exploring I decide to see what the others are up to. The me in Appaloosa is trying to get more people to drink the water because the facade failed. Then I move to the me that is just waltzing into town, but the guards are starting to follow him. That should get the higher ups attention. Lastly the hidden me has changed his outfit. Taking the jacket off and putting a chain around my neck as an edgy necklace. When you look at him you would never be able to link me to him. Still he's making his way down town doing nothing important.
Focusing on making this forest even more terrifying, I throw in a tall man in a suit with no face. I wish him luck on his adventure to find his home in this forest. Now what to do what to do. I guess I'll set some bear traps without anyway to unlock them. My briefcase is at five thousand and fifteen. When I'm done spreading those around I tune into the other three me.
The one in Appaloosa has convinced most the people to drink the water saying that mentioning a Queen was only a slip of the tongue. He had meant to say Princess! So that will give me a lot more fear to work with. Next the sneaking me is putting on a performance. Lastly the "fuck it all" me is heading towards some royal looking people. That one will need to have my full attention. Fuck it! I'm piloting this one. I don't trust myself with this.
When I arrive the guards surround me and yell at me to back away from the Princess. Well that explains Appaloosa not believing my Queen story. Anyway, I pull out my phone and pretend to read mumbling "bomb", "minions", and "capture" a few times. This puts everyone on edge until someone broke the silence with a voice not suitable for silence breaking. That one landed in the eardrum bursting catagory.
"Who art tho to walk up to royalty in such a fashion!". Clearly anger management is needed, but she's in charge. Looking at the two royals they are both female so they must be Princesses since Queen didn't go well last time. The white one calmed the other one down, then steped towards me with the guards ready to pounce.
"You have been found guilty of assault, pony napping, and child neglect. How do you plead?" It was spoken rather forcefully and powerfully, like I was already guilty. What happened to innocent until proven guilty? Apparently that courtesy did not follow me here, so I answer with the obvious response.
"No you" "How do YOU plead?". Saying this with a straight face and a strong tone was hard. But the expression on everyone's faces was worth it. They were all furious at me, especially the blue Princess while the white Princess just looked confused.
"HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT PRINCESS CELESTIA YOU CRIMINAL!" These guards are very fond of yelling it seems. But at least I got one of the Princess' names.
"If that is all you have to say, then you will be found guilty of these crimes. You are to be sentenced to a life time in jail but if you reveal the location of the hostages we can come to an agreement." Well isn't she a politician, but fuck your rules. But hey! What are you going to do? Might as well talk before I kill myself.
"So you're the Sun Princess and she's the Moon Princess. This is an unexpected judgement according to your temperament." Everyone scowled again, but I continue. "But we could still talk. I mean we're all reasonable here, right?" I get no response from anyone, which is rather rude. "Well, I'll take that as a no then." Since I'm done I run right at her full speed. That caused the expected response with everyone thrusting their spears and casting their spells. Unrecognizable Wich is good but dead two seconds later and that fucking hurt.
With me back in my original body, I think on how that went. Surprisingly that went better then expected. Wait a minute.... does my body still remain or does it disappear? Whatever. Not important. What is important is what my other me is doing.
Focusing I see that he is doing tricks and putting on a show. That was pretty clever because he can pick the cards out of his briefcase along with a needle thing. But he also needs fear for it to work. Watching him for awhile, I learn he gathers fear by showing some psychotic behavior, staring at people for an uncomfortable amount of time, and twitching. Constant twitching. Before he started performing or even before he got to town he needed a question answered. I decided that enough time had past and at least one of my questions needed to be answered.
Proding his mind and reminding him to ask the question right before he was about to do his next track. He suddenly asked the people a simple question. Because this was out of the blue and the sly magician act was suddenly gone, this questioning God demeanor took them all by surprise. But they did hear me and some decided to answer. "What is Equestria to you?" While some of them raise their hands others just blurted their answer out ----"harmony", "the strongest nation", "home to the sun and moon goddess", "the perfect nation". There was a lot more but those were the only ones I was able to catch from the crowd.
When I was leaving his body I gave him two instructions. The first one is to make an escape and change his clothes. Second was that he must become a citizen of this town. Using a big smoke bomb the first tsdk was easy to achieve. But all that isn't important at the moment right now. What is important is the investments I just made. Three thousand and forty was left on my briefcase after summoning three me things.
While two of them will be hidden, the third one will we will use on a daily basis. What was in my hands? A velvet box and when I opened it there was a silver bell with no clapper. There was some engravings on the bell but I do not read them. Instead I rang it. The sound did not come from the bell, but there was a chime.
"Hello Master Alex. How may I assist you today?" "Mr Deeds correct? What SCP number are you?" "That is right sir. The number assigned to me was six six two. Will there be anything else you need sir?" "Yes. I need as much of this worlds currency as you can carry. Next I will need a belt of grenades. That would be all and thank you in advance." "Of course sir. I will get to it right to it"
When he turned around to get what I asked for I stopped him. "Wait a minute Mr deeds can you call me Mr fear." "Of course master fear I will remember that from now on."
Then he turned the corner and he left my mind for the moment. Looking at the last me he seems to have gotten as many people to drink the water as he could. Now he put his sack back on and now was scaring people. While trying to keep everyone in town and short supply so they will need to drink the water. Rather smart on my part if I say so.
But I need to prepare for the worst I've angered important people. Right about know I should be presumed dead and consequently not being looked for. But like they say better safe then sorry so might as well. With that in mind I use forty five points to summon four more of me to keep watch with sacks covering there faces like always. Setting them around the area I was in and one to the two hostages I decide I need to rest my mind for awhile.
The break I was taking was rudely interrupted by me. Fuck him for doing his job with excellence and bothering me. What ever. It's time I actually use my trump cards. There is no point in hiding things that can help me get ahead. They are not weapons, but I just didn't want to deal with it.
Taking off my shoes, I activate my first card. This will help in many cases to make me seem stronger or at least it will save me. Before I put them on, I spend a little fear and paint them all black. They may look like high heels but these boots were made from aperture science. Aperture science ---- we do what we must because we can.
They are surprisingly comfortable and have rather good traction. I decide to listen to myself before I use the second card. "The plan worked and they think you're dead, but they are looking for two people. They figure there has to be two criminals since the one was being chased and it would have been impossible for him to get away with her. Plus, they saw him come from the forest so there combing the forest."
. . . Fuck . . .
Time to activate Plan Alpha and safely leave the area. Nah, that would make this too easy. There is a plan and I'm not bullshiting my way through this no matter what the others say. Focus. So they're combing the forest and it's most likely heavily guarded, so I may have a problem. While I run around putting everything back into my suitcase, I think of how I could soon get it back into my favor.
When I look at it, I only have one option really. But instead I pull out my second card and send him to work. Once Twice was done taking my measurements and the prisoners measurements he got to his work making our doubles. That personality thing he has is so annoying. I'm going to have to ignore him mostly to keep my sanity.
The fakes will be left behind while I run away heroically into the sunset. Stuffing them into the suitcase I realized how fun stuffing stuff in a suitcase really is. I now have everything and everyone stuffed in my suitcase except the bed. Honestly, I'm not risking messing up my second chance so I just hide the bed. With all of that done I walk out of the cave.
. . . What the fuck is that thing! It looks like Frankenstein's monster made with any animal within reach. But taking another look at him a second time he seems pissed.
"WHERE IS FLUTTERSHY!!
Once the ringing in my ears recede a bit I realize that this is a dangerous situation. So naturally I fuck around with him. Walking back in my cave I picked up the cloned Fluttershy and walk back.
"Here. Why do you ask friend?" Instead of replying he snapped his fingers and she was there. Looking down there was only my hands cradling the ghost of what I had grown very found of. Looking back up his anger seemed to be kind of water downed but I bet that yell got others attention. This will be a problem, so I have to leave rather soon as in now.
"What did you do to her." He asked in a growl. The distraction has worn off. Shit. This must be the keeper of chaos or everyone here is hideous and powerful and I will regret coming here. Well at least I found one of the keepers and pissed him off. That's a start anyway. I reply to him with what I did to her. Nothing. Just me starring at him, then nodding.
That wasn't the right answer apparently because he began to grow even more furious then before. He started to float in the air and move like a snake which confirmed that he isn't an orders keeper. Shame we could have gotten along rather well. Chaos and fear go hand in hand rather well since one comes with the other most of the time.
Before he could ask the question again I cut him off with an important question. "Why aren't you using your wings? Hell if you can float around why have wings at all?" When I asked this he seemed to get madder but more importantly he let his guard down a little. While I was talking to him he was ready to pounce at any moment. Normally I would have fucked around with him like I do with everyone else, but he's different. He would be way stronger if we fought face to face. That's the difference between him and me. He works best in the open while I work in the dark.
"sigh demanding answers when you haven't even asked my name yet. That's just bad manners sir. Can we at least share names before the interrogation?" Trying to put as much snooty and stuffynes into my voice seemed to got my desired effect. Though angry, he knew that this was what was socially acceptable. Seems even he follows the social rules somewhat. That was rather disappointing. I was hoping we had the same mindset. But if he didn't care what people thought he would have killed me without reason. Hell at this rate I think I would be a better Keeper of Chaos, but I shall remain an agent of chaos instead.
"Discord. You?" "Mr. Fear at your service and before you ask again she's just asleep. There is only one thing I did to her."
Which is technically true since this is a clone. But that won't stop me from gleanng into what he fears. While we are having this conversation others may be coming. The moment I said that he looked at the girl with a concerned glance.
Time is running out so I better start running. My ring wasn't able to get that much off of him except alarm. The creature seems be close to her but that information will have to be saved for later date. My distraction won't last long since my mask only added a little extra paranoia and fear of what I did, so I started to run. Hearing snapping of some branches assured me that I left just in time avoiding the guards completely.
But that leaves me with a huge problem. Where now? My forest is now compromised and Appaloosa will make me a sitting duck. Just to add salt to the wound, I'm in the middle of the forest filled with guards. For now I just need to run.
Note to self: briefcase is lighter than air until you put something in it. God damn it, if I knew it would be this heavy I would have gotten someone else to carry it for me. There were so many other options and I had to put them away.
These people are just like flies. Buzzing around you no matter where you go and they want dead flesh from me. Three days of running and hiding you'd think they'd stop, but nope. Do they even sleep and if they do, do they sleep chase?
"Fuck it." I emptied the briefcase of all it's contents. Putting them all in there was a bad idea to begin with but it was fun so meh. I pick up the Pokeball and the clones start to gather the rest which really wasn't much. There was only the hostages, the baby dragon and Twice in there. Quickly I put one of my selves and the dragon back into the briefcase. We all know we have to keep a close eye on Twice and any other person I summon. When I summoned Twice I could see his mind. I've come to realize that he doesn't think like me. The only reason I was able to "pilot" the others was because our minds are similar so they don't fight when I offer things to do or say. They just do it. But others might find it in their best interest to leave me or go rogue, which I can't let happen of course.
Looking at my briefcase it's at eight hundred fifty. Getting those rations were a good idea and I still have both to feed off of thanks to Twice! Speaking of food, this Fluttershy will need to be better taken care of in case Discord finds out about the fake I gave him. Maybe he already found out and that's why they're coming after me. Oh well, that doesn't matter at the moment. Everyone is ready to go. We have a few more of myself plus extra pokeballs, thanks to Twice. Sadly Darkrai wasn't able to be cloned since we couldn't get the measurements.
With the extra pokeballs I try something that will make it seem like I have an arsenal of people and am a total badass. Throwing one of the empty pokeballs at my clones it actually worked. Looking through their eyes it was surprisingly nice place. But there was a bad side to this as well. There is a door that looks like where the Pokemon try to escape from. With persistence people on the inside could break out if given enough time. Guess it's not as useful as I thought it would be. At least there's now a lighter and easier way to carry others. But putting the prisoners in them will get confusing fast. How do Pokemon trainers tell who's in who. . . (I'm in no way making a sex joke) . . . My clones would be the the staff members of this operation. (That's was a sex joke hehe since staff and member both mean hahaha) . . . (Shut up)
I head onwards in my honorable journey to cause fear around the world. That sounded better in my head. Anyway I need to send those pesky problematic ponies panicking. . . This world is getting to me. I need some of my emergency mind bleach now.
. . . aaawww . . .
Puppy pictures always do the trick.
. . . Oh ya ponies and shit. Opening my breifcase I pull out a card and throw it behind me without looking. This will definitely distract them and as a bonus it will be a way to test them. While I wander forward mesmorized by the cute little puppies I smile. This enemy will be extremely effective. Hearing his laugh behind me my smile spreads ear to ear.
WHA- oh ya the forest. Is that the moon? How long was I starring at that photo!? To my surprise it seems that they already met and took care of him. He knows completely nothing of me or my plans so no loss. But they definitely are occupied now and I'll be long gone before they can continue searching for me. Looking into his mind I watch what went down.
Opening my eyes I look around questioning where I am. Fire surrounds me as I ponder on how I got here and where here is. The snaping of branches in front of me catches my attention. Laughing out loud at these horse people in shiny armor. They try and threaten me with spears but my flames quickly dealt with them.
Hearing more snaps I look through the trees and see weird looking horses. I try the same burst of flames but they put up these shields. That is rather alarming, so I quickly set the trees and forest brush on fire. Now they can't sneak up on me. When I start to channel my fire some of the ponies fly up and start to move clouds. Rain, my arch nemesis. Using the fire I've collected I shoot it all upwards to try to shoot down the flying things. That temporarily works but they just come back seconds later with different clouds.
Pain flairs in my shoulder. Looking back down another ice shard was shot at me again. I dodge the sharp ice the horned things shot out of their horn. Looks like I need to split my attention between the two. Soon the battle swung to my side since the flyers are running out of clouds and the fire above me kept them away. But the ice came in quick succession and some of them started blasting water at the fire. That won't do! I'll have to finish them quickly if I want to win this fight.
Using walls of fire I was able to halt their attack for a moment to catch my breath. Then I sent fire wall after fire wall at them. Slowly but surely it was reaching them through their ice blasting. Then as my finishing move I made a wave of fire crash down on them. More pain but this time in the stomach and chest where an arrows made themselves at home. When I look up they all had bows aimed at me. Using the fire around me I made the fire rain in reverse. When I shoot the fire up they'll come down in a different location which sent them all in a panic.
This fight was basically over at this point. I just had to take out the rest. I spread the fire further into the woods. Suddenly I was in this clear box almost completely filled with water. Desperately trying to breathe and canceling the fire around me to save the oxygen left in the box. I scanned quickly to figure an escape. I saw this thing that was weird and then the rest of them. it looked extremely mad and for some reason there was some gray liquid evaporating off of him. Then all I could do was try not to suffocate seeing the flames around me I could tell that I will be stuck in here for a while.
Well at least I have a head start against him. But looking on the bright side of things he's giving me a reason to run faster. Making sure we covered our tracks after witnessing who's after us. For the rest of the day we traveled where my drone went that way we know what obstacles will be in the way. There was also the fact that the drone found this train tracks that lead to this city. There has been some signs of animals but they appear to be a lot more scared of me then I originally thought.
By the time we made it to the train tracks we heard a train coming our way. That would make this a lot easier and it'll be a whole lot faster. My clone from twice - screw it I'll just call them Mini me's. But anyways one of my mini's stood in front of the train tracks to get them to brake. When they saw him they hit the brakes and slowed down the train so the rest of us could jump on. Disconnecting the engine from the rest we officially committed are first train robbery. Getting the conductor to drive was rather easy. He didn't even notice that the passengers we were threatening to kill weren't even here.
Once we got close we pulled the emergency brake so we weren't spotted. While we were leaving I picked up a train manual so there was no need for the conductor anymore. Demented as this may sound it was rather fun shoving him where the coal was supposed to go. But I do feel a little bad since the fire was hotter than I thought it would be, but oh well.
That was the big shiny city in the distance. The distance was rather far sadly but it probably won't take that long. . . Right? sigh might as well get a ride. Putting everyone back into the suitcase I pull out a go kart to get there. The jolt of the cart would be the longest hour I've ever felt.
"Son of a bitch" I mumble to myself taking, another sip of my pain medication. Vodka was completely different when drinking out of sorrow instead of joy. Looking up at the houses I see his house a few blocks away taunting me with what lays inside of it. Stumbling I realize that I'm getting a little tipsy. Not tonight. I need courage. Blissful unconsciousness wasn't what I wanted tonight. When I finally got to the house I looked through every window I could see through. The lights in the bedrooms were on but the living room was where they all were. They were laying against each other unaware of my presence. First there was a child smiling away at what ever they were watching on the tv. Next was a brunet woman looking back at the man behind her with nothing but love in her gaze. Sarah was always so charismatic and manipulative. Lastly was my "friend" Ryan smiling back at her, but that was suddenly interrupted by me. His window was now covered with my remaining vodka with the bottle broken into a million pieces on the ground.
They all started to gather around the window to see who threw the object. Looking down I saw the eggs I just bought. In my left pocket was filled with as many poppers as I could fit. And like always I had my phone in my right pocket and my knife in my back pocket so I'd have quick access to them.
I made sure they saw me before I started throwing the eggs and poppers one at a time so they couldn't ignore me. After ten eggs and twelve poppers Ryan came out to face me with a look of confused anger written all over his face. I stopped my throwing and dropped everything I was holding and looked at him.
"Alex, what the fuck are you doing to my house! What the hell are you even doing here!?!?". "For three years you ignored me and pushed me aside, but please don't break your promise! Please don't leave me!! I need you." I was crying in desperation sick of my loneliness. "We'll always stick together no matter what. That's what he told me", summarized of course but still. "Alex, go home! You're drunk. I'll call you an Uber home and we'll act like this never happened." Come on!! Even now he's trying to get rid of me! NO! Not this time I've been so alone without him. Ryan was my only friends and I was just so alone I couldn't take it anymore. "Ryan please just answer two of my questions and I will leave, OK?" "What", his voice was filled with annoyance while mine was filled with nervous anticipation. "Why did you break your promise and leave me?" There was so many questions I wanted to ask him but one stood above the rest. While he was thinking I had to choose what the next question would be. Waiting for his answer was nerve racking. It was like God stood in front of me passing judgment. "Come on. That was in high school. I moved on and you should have to." That wasn't what I wanted to hear. There was one more question I needed an answer. "We're still friends, right?" That answer would either make or brake me, but I needed an answer. "No Alex. Alex, you need to move on and leave us alone." Broken is all I felt in my mind and nothing but pain in my heart. Then in a flash my emotions were brushed away and all I saw was red. Before I knew what I was doing I reached in my left pocket and threw as many poppers as I could at him. In my tipsy state the punch I threw next was not well aimed.
That was the start of our fight and it lasted for along time. Ryan was stronger then me and had been training most of his life but I was faster and unpredictable not to mention I practiced when I was younger. But I was drunk and even sober I knew I would loose. When it was all over and done with I had a concussion and a broken nose. Ryan was scuffed up a bit and had a bloody nose as he walked back into his house. Looking through the window I saw his fiancé looking at me with smugness written all over her face. Wwe both knew who had won the fight. She took my friend away from me and she knew it. Laying there for who now's how long I heard sirens and shutting doors. When I blinked I was in a car and then another time. When I got my bearings I was behind bars and then I realized they called the cops on me.
my best friend . . . my only friend . . . how could he.
hehehehe. memoriesseemtojump around don't they? hehehe
Knocking me out of memory lane I push the tipped cart off of me and look around. Apparently there was a hill and a tree that disagreed with my mode of transportation. Whatever. It's not like I'm using it anymore. Putting it back into the breifcase it seemed to dissolve. Based on the numbers I got a refund so that's nice.
Before I enter this city I have to acknowledge that there are likely people with bad intentions. But the main problem is I have to be silent and not draw too much attention. I am now weaker then most people here. This could be easily solved if my idea works ,but I'll also use plan B since my fear counter is skyrocketing. First plan B because I think someone is coming.
A couple hundred, pretty much what I had expected. Hopefully this works the first time or it would be counterproductive. The future holds many different sticks of mine but this is my "magic stick". Crossing my fingers I put it all on the line and hope for the best, like always.
"Hey you!" Getting a better look at the stallion he looked like the stereotypical gangster. Before he can say another word I ask him a quick question. "Hello good sir, are you part of a gang or are you doing this out of desperation?" He pulled out a knife and threatened me, but since his fear didn't raise he must of had someone in the shadows.
With this new information there are people I need to talk to. Sadly he isn't one of them but his corpse could help if in perfect condition.
avada kedavra Thankfully it worked otherwise I would have looked like an idiot. Putting my new wand away I loot his body and sure enough I was not his first. Someone saw me I can sense their fear. Turning to the ally way I ask to speak with the boss but they ignore me. But hey, it's theit loss so why worry. I will find the crime bosses eventually. They all rule by fear, right?
Looking up spells and curses on Google I bookmark them for later. The other creature's fear has lessened so there must be reinforcements. I can hear them coming. Time to see what I can do about plan A. I really hope this works. I feel so giddy! Without looking at the price since that wouldn't have stop me, I open the case.
Fuck. Thid was not a pleasant feeling. It was like all my insides were moved around. Then my brain was picked apart and stitched back together. But it was worth it. I have a power and I know how to use it. Looking at the breifcase I think I should be a little more careful on my usage.
Turning back around I find his four buddies with additional bodyguard looking fellows. There was a street light a little ahead of me so I start walking towards it. They are yelling and I can hear them getting closer but that doesn't matter. Reaching the light pole I go behind it and, just like the cartoons, I vanish.
Thinking about it the "hidebehind" was made for people like me. While they look around trying to find me I just soak up the fear they are starting to give off. Sneaking further down the road I lean against a different street light till they notice. Instead of doing the same thing again, all of them head back into the ally way. They are no fun.
Whatever. I pull out a tracking device and throw it at the original four. It sticks to one of their backs. Well now an entire new city to explore and so much fun to be had. Letting out three of my clones to explore, we walk in different directions.
Walking down the empty streets and hiding when someone looks my way. This made me significantly slower but safety first and all that. Plus I have to get used to my new power. When I hide it just feels so weird.
Well, well, well, there are more then just ponies here it seems. There's a rather downtrodden Griffen walking down the street. God damn it, after all this time you think I would learn. But NNNOOOOOOOooo let there be freindship and have an open heart. What the hell as long as it's not a pony. Walking up next to her I wait to see if she pushes me away before I start the conversation.
Taking the angry glare as an invitation, I first step away from her claws. "I talk about myself if you talk about yourself or I walk away and we both get mugged." Saying that with in a joking manner seemed to divert her anger. Though I should take them more seriously if they get too close.
"Was that a threat or a promise." With a quick smirk wanting violence and bloodshed. "If you really want to there a couple ponies trailing us. But I can only give emotional support or be an unwilling meat shield." That got a quick laugh out of her. "I can't tell if your serious or not with that mask. What's with the mask?" Oh right. The mask that makes you paranoid, almost forgotten about that.
"I wasn't born a griffon but I'm trying to convert. Think it's working?" That got a giggle from her, which was nice. "Hehe What are you on and can I have some?" "Now I understand. Bad breakup blues or something like that." "What!?!? NO!! Well sort of. Actually it was just a friend though." She was betrayed by her best friend?! Be still my beating heart. "I know the feeling, trust me." Wow I'm getting a lot of fear energy. Seems like the mini me's are having a lot of fun. "humph Whatever looser" rolling her eyes she looks away from me. Fear was what blocked us but not from my mask.
She was rightfully looking at me like I was insane. But I know that I was loosing her. That I don't care is always when you only have that one last chance. Maybe she listened or maybe she didn't but no one can say that I didn't try. This may help her more then empty words. When i was younger I wanted someone to say this to me. Not something online or a pamphlet. She just won't let me in so I took a shot in the dark.
Not looking back I walk away not knowing how she looked at me. Not likely I could even tell anyway. Social cues and reading the room aren't my strong suits. Once I was out of her sight I ran to the nearest place I could hide. This isn't my proudest moment, but I lost track of time crying. They may call me a monster, a killer, insane but they cannot say I am a hypocrite or that I didn't at least try. That's my main problem. I guess I always try and put my heart on the line. Opening the briefcase I pull out ear buds which barely cost one point so I could use my phone to listen to some music. Right now I just need to calm down.
Ten minutes
Twenty minutes
Two hours
That's better. I need to control myself. That smiley little kid that looks at the good in people has to stay down. To be honest I'm surprised he's still around with how much I bury him. But they say to drown your demons but mine learned to swim I guess. That doesn't matter he'll fade away again soon enough.
With no more distractions I wonder around the city. There will be a day when getting the layout of anywhere will be done much faster, but it's nice for a pleasant night stroll once in awhile. When I was walking through the park I start to yawn which was kind of disappointing. Not needing sleep would have been efficient but I guess even with energy you still have to make up for it the normal way. Climbing a tree to a high place were there were enough branches to hold me, I lay down using my breifcase as a pillow.
With my eyes drooping like they were made out of lead, I wonder what the others are up to.
That won't matter cuz the boss will do it for us! Not that I'm complaining, but he does seem to put everything on some website. Shut the fuck up. They've helped us out, so don't you go all high and mighty on us.Calm down! I didn't mean anything by it. FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! Whatever. I'm out. Call me when it's my turn. (disconnected) Fine spoil sport. So I'll go first, he'll go second, and you'll be last. Sound good? I can't hear you but okay. :-). (disconnected) sigh
First things first. Hey boss, I hope you don't mind but we thought we could save you the trouble of typing this out. By the way, you look adorable when you sleep so don't let anyone see you sleeping next time. Well anyway, I was on my way there but there was this busy club that was open. Obviously I didn't even bother trying to go through the front doors. Instead I went to the back and I found an open window with no one around. That window led me into the club's bathroom which was dirtier then most gas station restrooms. But that's not the point here, the point is I snuck in. Had to make a fake muzzle to blend in and let's just say I think I found a good place to hide.
The DJ here owns the entire club and she does not give two shits about anything. So as long as we don't do anything too obvious she won't pry into what we're doing. But the best part is that she's a DJ which means parties, alcohol, and music. Those aren't the only reasons of course, but I know that I wouldn't want to go into the statistical bullshit.
While in my new disguise I got a few more things done. But I think at some point we need to find a way to make these personas real. Because one of these days we're going to slip up and everything will come crashing down on us. That being said, I made a friends with nobility or at least some sort of famous musician. Either way she acts like a noble so I don't think it matters. Her name is Octavia Melody and she playes the cellist and is partners with the DJ named Vinyl Scratch. Octavia tried to convince me that it was just business, but the DJ seemed a little touchy in the physical sense. They may be in some sort of relationship but don't quote me on that.
There wasn't much to do after that which was rather disappointing but lucky in retrospect. Wouldn't want anyone to find out about my imprompto mask upgrade. With that in mind I go to the bathroom and knock the bartender out to take his place. There was no other staff near the bar and everyone around me was too drunk to notice the switch, so that's how I blended in. I'm texting this from the basement I found. There was a trapdoor hidden in the break room so if not a permanent base it's something we could use.
That's about it. Let me just give me a call. (Disconnected).
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Hey to whoever cares. While Mr. Nobility got friends in high places and a new job, I went to try to find friends in some lower places if you catch my drift. The tracker was a good idea to be honest, but unnecessary. They left carnage wherever they went so it would be easy to follow if they did notice the tracker. But those idiots didn't even notice it. Just goes to show how stupid most sentient creatures really are. There might be one or two creatures that shine bright but they're nothing in the grand scheme of things.
That walk took me around six minutes and led me to some sort of shitty bar. That shit stain was apparently owned by the mob boss himself. Just writing that down I feel like I'm insulting the mafia and everything illegal. These ponies are just so fucking sheltered I don't see why we have to deal with any of them. They get spooked by the simplest things. It's so easy it's goddamn frustrating!
Then when I do walk into the bar nobody even tried to stop me. Fucking no one even glanced in my general direction. There wasn't even a weapon search or ANY FUCKING SECURITY which got me fucking pissed. Because at this point I just feel insulted and underestimated. Sitting down at the bar the bartender gives me a shot on the house. Instead of drinking it I push it to the side hoping it was spiked with something like some sort of poison or maybe a sedative. Hell even a fucking laxative!! Because if there wasn't any sort of precautions I'm going to fucking loose it. They all think they have a tragic backstory or some shit that led them here or they are just greedy assholes that joined a book club with other greedy assholes which just pushed all of my buttons. They're going to need a lot of pity points if things keep going the way they are. Then there was a thought I hoped was right. Maybe this was the wrong bar and they just stopped by for a drink. That thought lasted until the boss came over and sat next to me. This guy was basically a walking sketch pad with the amount of tattoos he had.
Based off his muscles and the horns he was a Minotaur and after analyzing each other we talked. What we had wasn't a discussion. It was more of him bragging and going on and on about himself. The only time he talked about something besides himself was when he mentioned his disgraceful brother. His name was Iron Quill or something similar.
But the important thing here is that the underground activity sucks fucking big time. My vote is to tear everything in this city down and show them what true sorrow is and what fear for one's life is really like. It's important to note that when I left everyone was looking at me like I was an insect. Because of that we both know they cannot be left alone. Unknowingly or not they signed their own death warrant.
Never again, we were just used up, humiliated and just the butt of some sick joke. There's no way we're going to let that part of history repeat itself so we must give them all a warning. When we were at the hospital the doctors alway said to face what bothers you instead of avoiding it and for once I agree. Writing all of this from an alleyway a few blocks away. Don't know exactly where.
Right now I'm still pissed so I can't call him so someone else is going to have to. (Disconnected)
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Oh hey! Others had this idea too! That's good. Didn't know how else to contact myself. Well the dragon training is rough but we're slowly getting there. But there's something else you need to know. Once you enter the briefcase it becomes a world that you control every aspect of. It gets pretty fun when you get used to it. There are many things we cannot control though, but I believe that's because you and the briefcase are linked since they change into memories. When we discussed the reasons why that could be happening we realized that you are not projecting anything to the briefcase or have any idea of what it could look like and it's just filling in the blanks with your memories. Some of the others are doing some tests on this place and we already discovered that thing's we create here cannot be brought out. Which means that you and only you can get the items from the briefcase. But if an object is returned here, we can tamper with it or even refund the object. You probably noticed the carts being refunded. There has yet to be a test on bringing the tampered items back out. The biggest breakthrough we've had so far was when we accidentally sped up time for the dragon egg. Looking on the web all we know is that she's less then two years old. Which is good for training reasons
While I'm in here I seem to be able to manipulate myself which is pretty good considering how often she shreds me. That is another one of our discoveries we made. While here any injury can simply be undone or able to numb the pain that would normally be brought on by any injury's that are inflicted on us. But it can also have the opposite effect as well. Were are able to cause pain, discomfort or wounds without moving a muscle. This briefcase is so much stronger than any of us first anticipated. Honestly it's giving me goosebumps just thinking about the unknown power that lurks within here. But I'm getting off track from my main reason of contact. Even though the training is not going that well the dragon sees us as her parents. Since she was older we had to give her a name. I hope you don't mind but her name is Brawd. It's an abbreviation for Bewitching, Rampaging, Armored, Whispering, death. I know that's not the best name but you weren't here to raise her so deal with it. Twice has already attempted to duplicate her but she won't stay still long enough for him to get the measurements. But that's not to say we can't do it. On a future note we'll just have to find something more efficient.
There's a few more things that needs to be discussed but I don't think they're worth mentioning here. Just make sure you attempt to gain contact with me whenever you have time. But you have to make sure you come to me because you have to experience what it's like to be in the briefcase since you are now the owner.
Wait a minute who do I call? Oh that doesn't matter! I'll send out a mass text since this is a pretty efficient way of communicating. Although this chat box thing seems to be a little different than the others.
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Finally it's my turn! Do you know how hard it is to look mysterious while sitting at a colorful booth. Top notch donuts though. Place called Pony Joe's and it's honestly the best donuts I've ever had. THEY EVEN HAVE BROWNIE FILLING!! There is no way I'm leaving and if you make me I'll go kicking and screaming.
Before that though I had a little fun around the city. First I went up to some sort of store that was closed. Just staring straight ahead at the janitor mopping the floor glancing back at me. After a while he got so freaked out he ran and locked himself in somewhere. I wish I recorded that because he screamed in such a high pitch I thought the glass would break. Plus based off the wet streak he left behind he peed his pants. LOL :^) .
That was basically what I did for a few more shops. The best part is when they left all I had to do was pick the lock and grab the keys that they left behind. Now we have access to a lot of stores that just so happen to be having buy none get one sale. You're welcome. There was only six stores I did this to since one mare escaped and got the guards. That was honestly my fault. I should have stuck with the stores that were closed. Nothing I can do about it now. Besides that whole stick was starting to get boring.
Do you want to hear a fun fact? Most locks on these door knobs are so big that they can easily be broken. All you need is a brick to get started then two pliers which the janitor happened to have. Wait a minute would that make him a custodian or maybe he was a worker? Eh, who cares. He still peed himself.
Then I was struck by INSPIRATION!! We need a mark or some sort of flag. Maybe even a sign because without one we just seem like some hooligans. Finding someone that was spray painting at this time of night was surprisingly easy. But in this concrete jungle I didn't even attempt to hide the body. Besides what if I run out of red what would I do then, huh?
Hehehehehehahehahehehahehehe Hehahehehahehahahehahehahahe Sorry hehe using the transfigure thingy. Honestly it's nice to talk about this stuff out loud and of course when the donut making Joe himself is not around. For some reason I think the suit is scaring him off. I know it's fancy but my mask should show him that wealth doesn't matter.
Anywho, what were we talking about again? Oh yeah, the whole being by myself thing . . . . okay, I'll just read back my conversation with myself. Of course the fun part..... yes that's where I was. Yes, freaking out some people was nice and all but I am a model Alex putting in the effort needed unlike the rest of those slackers. Besides they won't admit it but I'm the handsome one. Plus there is a rumor that one of them is gay Honestly I hope it's the first one cause he's pretty cute. Whenever I want to examine them closer they tell me to "fuck off" or "just look in a mirror for God's sake we're the same person!", And the old "GET OUT OF THE FUCKING SHOWER!!" Those souls that can't appreciate beauty must be mourned.
Since this is most likely going to be posted might as well give yet another fun fact. Each time we come from the briefcase we're not completely the same. There's always something different, like patience or other eternal stuff like that. BbBbBuUuUuUuTtTt on the outside we are identical or so I'm told to say. Still waiting for my lawyer to get back to me on that one. Well anyway, I wanted to leave the design with the boss himself because he started it all and deserves the honors.
I can practically hear everyone's disappointment from all that suspense just building up and the anticipation. Honestly, I wish I could have seen all your faces. LOL . But what I ended up doing was spray painting smiley faces with blood coming from the eyes. When all the blood was spent or dried up I still had a few bottles of spray paint. I painted eyes on all the windows I could find with a lot of detail to them. I mean they looked pretty fucking real and I'm not going to lie, they freaked me out so I know I did a good job. There is only a little bit left. I was going to use it on this store but the temptation of sweets was too grand.
Catch you later ⁽⁽◝( •௰• )◜⁾⁾
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Why hello everyone. It has been awhile since we talked. We have time, so I'll catch you all up on what had been happening since they left me in the narcissistic town named "Ponyville". There was of course panic since my suit was similar to the ones causing chaos. But I managed to lie my way out of it saying I just bought this outfit and I needed the warmth. But luckily beforehand I made horns for myself to look like I was a young Minotaur. They didn't trust me, but apparently it's in their nature to give second chances or was the phrase "giving benefit to the doubt"?
While I've been in this town they've gotten used to me. Not a single one of them trusts me yet but they do tolerate my presence. During the day I do all my shopping and other normal day stuff so I can gain more trust with the locals. But by night or any chance that shows itself I get as much info as I can get my greedy hands on. That being said I have to be extremely cautious because I would be the first one blamed. Not only am I new, I've been living in that abandoned tree in the forest so I'm sketchy as hell. So far I've gotten my hands on a map of Equestria and of Equus from the train station. When I went to city hall I got some pictures of future projects. Nothing to important though. Lastly there was that carousel looking place where I got some sketches for some dresses and few gems.
Besides all of that, my life has been pretty uneventful. Right now l'm just trying to learn potions from all of the books and writings that were lying around. It's going okay. I'm not the best potion maker but I'm not the worst either.
Whenever I get a chance I check out some books about this world or other real stuff. Fiction is when I can take the time out of my day for it and right now there is work to be done.
There are six mares you should be aware of because they are very important. One has been kidnapped. There are missing people posters hanging everywhere. When I saw the poster I realized that you unintentionally captured one of the most important ponies here and took away their greatest defense at the same time. That deserves a round of applause sarcastically and unsarcastically so congrats I guess. There is so much attention you didn't want focused on you but you took away the weapon they would use to defeat you. Before I was aware of this, I knew we had a little luck on are side but if I knew we were this lucky I would have bought a lottery ticket. Because let's be honest with ourselves here, that was nothing but dumb luck. Well anyways, got to go. There's more studying to do. Yes I know my life is boring, but I get my excitement from burglarizing everyone I see whenever I get the chance to. Anyways, let me know if you need anything but please contact me discreetly because I need your help with something.
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Howdy partners. While y'all are squabbling I've been ready and rarin' to go. Though the fear I've collected is more then you can shake a stick at, there's a problem. Surr'nuff the brews been given them folks a good whup and this shindig has been fun and all but I can't help but fuss over something.
That hoot you kneed in the groin has started to cause a ruckus and I reckon there fuxin' up some trouble. The folks have been rather hush about this but I reckon I should get cause the clobhopper hollered to his kin. This shindig had to end and it would just be a piddle to have a conniption over.
This was going to happen eventually so let's not be uppity about this. But believe me I'm madder then a wet hen about all this. Just when I was fixin' to see if I could get more fear out of those folks. Braeburn might seem like he's all hat and no cattle but that gamble ain't worth taken. This loss is something, but we can wait till the cows come home or wonder onward. Trust me there's nuttin we could do about this.
Waking up I remembered that I move in my sleep. How long I was hanging upside down will remain a mystery. When I looked at my phone I saw they were writing in my stead. It was a surprise but a good one. Going back to the earlier statement, I was struggling to right myself for awhile. Eventually I gave up and now here we are waiting for help to arrive. Wait a moment do they even know? This may take awhile. Might as well send a text.
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Hey there! Boss, it's a pleasure to say that I don't know where you are. I'd just wait for . . . . whatever. I'll give them all a text when I feel like it so we can actually talk.
Thanks, I guess. But are you really going to leave me hanging? Quite literally might I add.
That's the plan
Vex.
Excuse me?
Vex will be your new name. Honestly I think it fits you rather well. Wouldn't you say? Hmmm?
Your fucking lucky I actually like the name.
No . It's fucking lucky that you don't know where I am. *\0/*
Fuck off. disconnected
Welp! All alone again, just me and my thoughts. I would rather be eaten alive by sharks then by my own thoughts. Pulling out my earbuds I listen to my songs until they log back on. Hopefully they do quickly before all of my blood rushes to my head.
For those who log on early, here's something to pass the time.
10 minutes connected Just got my pay and left the club. They really didn't notice the switch. 20 minutes 30 minutes connected Anyone want a donut? *munch* 35 minutes connected Happy yet boss? 40 minutes 50 minutes connected Howdy fellas 60 minutes connected 69 minutes (hehehe) Real mature 70 minutes 80 minutes connected Sorry for the long wait. Everyone's here right?
Seems like it, but the boss may have passed out. Oh well. The song is a rather good one. We didn't come for music we came to fucking converse to each other so let's get this over with!! Hold the phone "Vex". How come you're so special?
Welcome ladies and gentlemen one and all! Thank you all for attending! I hope this will be what you've all been holding your breath for! This will be the beginning of many shows we shall plan to perform in front of hundreds of eyes! The real question is are all of you ready!!!
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Damn it! I thought I was doing good for my first speech. Fuck, I even practiced that shit in my handheld mirror! No. That wasn't good in any sense of the word. Agreed.
Fuck all of you. Here I thought I had my own back! Whatever. Does anyone here know where I'm "hanging" around?
Yeah, you were in the park sleeping in that tree. Why do you ask?
Oh thank you Satan! Please help me. Just come to where I was and we'll talk about that "looking cute while you sleep" comment later. Oh ya, please hurry. The blood is starting to rush to my head and it is not pleasant. Afterwards I guess we'll all meet up at the donut shop. YES!!
Honestly, I don't care what you do before hand. Just be at the shop before the sun comes up. Thinking about that last statement I realized that could end badly, but that wouldn't have stopped them anyway.
Once he came to get me down we chatted. They say talking to yourself is a bad thing, but I found him quite pleasant actually. It was like talking to a noblemen. We parted ways because he wanted to do something so I shot him a text.
"The name Arthur fits you, wouldn't you agree?" "Well . . . Yes actually. Thank you."
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Well I guess you can all guess what I'm focusing on today. Besides, it was about time I gave some of them names. But once we all got to the donut shop they changed there looks. Since we just had a long conversation about nothing important, I'll just summarize what changed.
Vex seemed to have down graded. Instead of a suit he wore a trench coat with a white t-shirt underneath. Although the shoes were the same, he had jeans on that were ripped at the knees.
Arthur, on the other hand, upgraded. Somehow he found an even fancier suit along with a cane and top hat. The key exchange was the sack for a classic anonymous mask.
Alchemy seemed to fit his role. Wearing a lab coat with a suit under it. The only other difference was his mask. Where the face should be was nothing. It was all smooth but I assumed he can see through it.
Laughy Mclaugherson or Pink for short was wearing a creepy mask with the biggest grin plastered across it. He wore a royal blue three piece suit and what he claims are black wingtip shoes. There's something he's imitating but I don't know what it could be.
Alex wasn't able to make it. Instead of the suit he just had a black hoodie with jeans and combat boots nothing too special. Besides the fake horns of course.
Butch got lost on the way here. From what I can tell, he's wearing a classic cowboy outfit but he got the sack on.
Other than that it was just us getting reacquainted with each other. There was a lot of personality clashes, but that's to be expected. All families do. Sadly nothing can last forever and we knew that, but we thought we were in control of it this time. But when we heard the door open and heard the bells jingle, we were proven wrong.
With the sound of metal clanking behind us our conversation is cut short. Sensing fear across from me I motion to my phone. I text....
This may be a problem. There's five guards here and a Princess! I don't know how many are outside but it's only a matter of time before we're noticed. Wait how is this bad? They don't know what we look like right? So what's the big deal? What's innocent about seven unknown creatures wearing masks? Oh ya. Forgot about that heehee. I forgot, come on! Just think! That's rude!
Signaling them towards my briefcase they all silently get in. Pink tried to grab a few more donuts, but he was shoved into the case. Now I play the waiting game. I also have to come up with a plan, but one issue at a time. By the sound coming from in the booth, the princess was eating alone but viciously nonetheless. Taking out my handheld mirror I try to get a glimpse of her.
Pink is the only color I can see with no other regalia besides her crown. The information they gave me was correct, thankfully. But they were right about the other thing too. There's not much time until they notice me and ask difficult questions. This situation is tough since I wanted to remain in the shadows, but that's not an option anymore. But a princess as bargaining chip would be better than my zebra, right? Why am I considering this? Why do I feel this overwhelming bloodlust? Honestly, I feel like I'm some predator and the world is my prey.
For some reason it getting rather hard to breath in my mask. Taking it off, I feel my body shift and a sap like liquid leak from my pores. Picking up my mirror I notice that my arms are growing longer along while my fingers are sharpening. All the while this black liquid comes out of me in buckets. Then my teeth fall out and new teeth grew in but much sharper then the first set. Then with a burning in my chest my rib cage starts to elongate. My suit seems to have melted onto me but it's unrecognizable if you weren't looking for it.
Then I hear a gasp from Joe from behind his counter. That was my cue to get ready. When the guards took notice of what he was staring at I knew I had to act quickly. Getting up I grab the nearest guard and toss him into his partner. They were both launched out of the window and flew for a few blocks. Slashing at the other two guards they fall over in pain. Then I hear the front door bell jingle. Looking back at where the princess was supposed to be, she is indeed gone.
Chasing her outside there are four guards ready to die defending their princess with a chariot taking air behind them. Quickly running toward the guards I throw each one of them at the three taking air. While the third breaks the chariot, the fourth bends the princess's wing in a way it wasn't supposed to.
Looking back her fear doubled at the realization that she was alone. Running after her I felt an urge to go on all fours and what do you know my arms seemed to have a second joint. There was a few minutes of chase, but it ended prematurely when I realized we were close to the castle. Knowing this, the chase had to end. I sped up and tackled her. Then I felt something open from my chest and realize it's the briefcase. Putting her in the briefcase I hear a shriek.
Looking up I see five girls with shining necklaces stare at me with pure fear. With that fear so close I couldn't resist them. Charging towards them they surprisingly stand strong and look ready to fight. When I get close, the purple one shoots a beam at me which only slowed me down. Then the others surround me and next thing I know I'm fighting them. They weren't painful attacks, but rather annoying.
I don't know how long we were fighting but they just kept on fighting and I couldn't land a hit. Before I can react their necklaces glow and I am blinded by pain. When I get my bearings, I was apparently sent flying back. There were two clones next to me having seizures. Coming out of their bodies were the colors I saw before I was hurt. But then they explode in color just before I hit the ground.
When I hit the ground I bounce a few times leaving a trail of weird black gunk that is pouring out of my injuries. When the world stops spinning I see the girls heading towards me. Before they get any closer, I screech at them and they stop dead in their tracks.
"IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER, COME TO THE DONUT SHOP IN TWENTY FOUR HOURS. ONLY YOU FIVE!" I run in a full sprint and as soon as I round the corner, I hide. That was a good call since they all came rounding the corner a few seconds later. They obviously thought I was going to return Fluttershy, but no. I said "her", so the zebra will be free instead. Can't let them regroup.
They had an entire day to set up traps or get an ambush ready. They might not listen to me or maybe they do and try absolutely nothing. This cannot be left to chance. I need something to even the playing field. Something that would let me escape or hold their lives in my hand.
Letting my mind wonder I wait until the streets are once again clear. The five girls ran into the castle and by the looks of it they are talking about me. That's a lot of fear caused by five girls. Then there's my six main men. What should I call them? Merry men? Whatever. I'll figure that out later. These girls could get something that could completely overthrow this power balance. There is such a big power difference, I don't know if that would be possible. Then in a panic, I go back to the basics and I start typing on my phone. You've helped me before so here I am again.
Please help me, I don't know what to do! There has to be a trade since I have to show them I'm not afraid. But I can't fail to show up or show weakness for the same reasons.
Looking back I realize that I should write everything down even if it doesn't seem important. Seeing that the writing part is finished, I'll just have to post it instead of deleting it. When I was still in Ponyville there was a bar with a rookie running said bar. There was only three other patrons, which is important to note. That's as much as I remember, so here's my drunken story.
"Hey, have you heard?" "About that maniac . . . what was his name again?" "Rowdy Roddy Piper." "Ptooey!" "Excuse me!" "You heard my old-fashioned spit take!"
Oh my God, is this real! Newspapers. I need a newspaper stat! "Rowdy Roddy Piper struck again terrorizing a western town named Appaloosa." No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, fucking dammit this can't be happening!
This was not what I wanted! This was supposed to be my new start on life! This was not what I wanted! I've worked my ass off for this, not for Rowdy Roddy Piper! What will the others say!?! Fuck!
No. NO! Fuck that. I refuse to accept this! Besides, who the fuck came up with that name! Manhattan?! I'll burn them all to the ground! Then they'll all burn in hell!
"They can't fucking do thish to me! I I can't be treated like this they- y can't treat me like this! Why do they have anyyyy right to ma falcking ! ? . . . I'm toooo pretty for this! "Uhm sir, we're closed and I think you've had enough anyway." The bartender was shaking in his boots. I'm surprised he didn't run already .
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". . . FUCKER!" Leaping across the bar I strangle him. When he passes out I poke my head back over the counter to see that everyone already left. Wait, no there's a drunk guy passed out on the floor. Dragging them both into the back of the bar I use those furry handcuffs to keep them there. Honestly, this son of a bitch was so kinky I didn't know what half this stuff was.
Going back out, I take as much alcohol as I can before I chug as much as I could. Never mind most of it is on the floor. That doesn't matter. I got my vodka. Wait, no it's a martienexgeh, fuck, it's alcohol I think. Turning the open sign to closed, I put as much alcohol into my breifcase as I can.
"Wazat!" Oh yeah, those two are in the back. Almost fell asleep. Good thing they woke me up. They must really want to hear my stories man. I stumble into the wall three times before I make it into the back room. They look at me terrified.
"Hey, yo wha tya be ding?" I might have had a stroke there. "Listen. Listen you guys. I wanna tell you something." "Please let us-" "Shut the fuck up!" "I've got the talking spoon so shutty up." Finishing another bottle I throw it at them and begin. "Once upon a time there were two brothers, one adopted, the other alone. Bu- but the younger one lashed out at everyone. That asshole never listened to me. We were frenemies and . . and . . . and the younger one lashed out on everyone. When he left, it was the end offf are talking really. That mother . . mother bucker left to join a gang. I can't lie. I'm impressed how fast he climbed the ranks and then before I knew it he was the leader. But did he show up for mom's funeral? Noooo! How about when I went to hospital? Nope! Well a few times but that's not the point!"
"Ya and ahhh . . . What was I talking about? Whatever." Tilting my head back I take another swig. I miss my mouth at first but oh well. Hehehehe.
"You know I had a girlfriend once. Wish I hadn't, but still I had one. Her name was Lucy . . . Lucy Something, I don't know. When we met she immediately started talking to me. She was sweet at first, until we were alone. She got as much blackmail as she could and wasn't planning on leaving. Then one night I woke up and never felt better. It took a while but the gasoline soaked the house and Lucy was happily sleeping. She kept how she treated me a secret so I wasn't blamed. To the world we were the happiest we could be. I went through all ooofff that and I get Rowdy Roddy Piper. Not threatening, not even my choice. It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair!"
When did I start crying? Oh wait a minute, there's a lot of red on me. "Why do I have to be red why can't it be blue! I like blue! Hey don't ignore me! Wait where's hiss's head go? Aahh why are you screaming in my ear! Shut up, shut up, shut up!"
That's better, but the floor is getting sticky. I don't like that. Why are there so many flys in here? "YOU SNOT-NOSED BRAT GET TO WORK"
"DAD! WHERE ARE YOU!" "Get over it." "I don't need you!" "We'll stay friends, I promise."
Shut up
"Can't you do anything right!" "You're sick! Do you hear me! SICK!" "You're a monster not my son!"
Shut up, shut up, shut up!
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" "You're sick, that was my daughter you freak!" "Look at this, some one else to join the fun!"
"Shut up! It's not fair! Shut up! It's not fair! Shut up! It's not fair! Shut up! It's not fair! Shut up! It's not fair! Shut up! It's not fair! Shut up! It's not fair! Shut up! It's not fair!" Opening my eyes everything is spinning. Leaning against the pole, I snuggle up to my new friends. These guys are amazing and they are such good listeners. Never once did they ask me to share. Speaking of which, another down the hatch. sigh I just wish they were warm. Why do they smell like pennies?! Besides they need to shower. They're so sticky. . . . . . ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
"Sir Fear, I have what you requested." "Thanks. Will you also get me an extra strong laser pointer and a bacon cheeseburger?" "Of course sir." Taking my new airforce Texan out of his hands I look down the scope.
Just as I feared, they are making plans. There are guards keeping a look out on top of some roofs. There are some undercover guards sitting at nearby stores. There's even five guards behind me. Those idiots didn't even check the rest of the roof. Well to be fair I'm hiding behind the big sign in front of it.
"Here you go sir." "Thanks, just stay here for now."
Yeah and if you couldn't tell I'm an American. Wait, isn't that the chaos guy? Yup that's him unless everyone can casually walk into paintings and I'm just missing out. Taking the safety off I contemplate if I could hit one of them from this distance. Patience Alex. Patience.
So I'm facing an army worth of soldiers, a god of chaos, six girls, and with any luck Joe will be there too. What I have is me, my breifcase, and my human intellect. Doesn't sound fair to me but . . . But . . Uhmm. Fuck it. I'm screwed so I might as well get comfortable.
"First can you assassinate the people above me and then get a voice changer?" "I can get you the voice changer sir, but please pardon my failure, the people up there are too heavily guarded." "Just give me the knife."
Exaggeratedly I take the buck knife from him and start to scale the side of the store using the skills I learned playing the video games. Climbing through the vent system I see two guards. One was right in front of me while the other was sitting on a box a small distance away from me. Before he gets a chance to realise what's happening, I make my move. Charging in swinging, I manage to cut his throat. Grabbing him I go behind the vents.
I army crawl my way to the second guy. I stab him in the neck and drag him back at the same time. Having started a pile of my victims I make my way forward. There are three more getting equipment ready. They were all unicorns and wearing dark clothes with a sun on the back. Honestly I'm a little disappointed since the moment they turn around I would have seen them from miles away.
Taking my suitcase I slowly make my way to the closest guards and prepare to do a swift kidnapping. I head towards the two that are right next to each other. I put one of them in the breifcase and slit the other guards throat. But of course the last one saw me. Before he made too much noise, I tackle him and stab him repeatedly. A voice came through the intercom asking if everything was alright. As expected somebody heard the ruckus, but I used the voice changer to assure the questioner that all was well.
Putting the last corpse on the pile, I wipe the sweat off my brow. "Can you dispose of the bodies Mister Deeds and that will be all." "Of course sir." With everyone gone I decide to explore my breifcase. Putting it on the floor, I open it and dive in headfirst. The good news was I fell into the breifcase but the bad news was there was a floor further into the breifcase. That little stunt knocked me out for awhile.
When I came to Alchemy was hovering over me holding lipstick. When he hid it from me I knew he had done something. Looking to my right my mask was just laying there. Putting the mask on I glanced around. Pipes. That was all I saw around me. But why is a house made of pipes? Looking out an opening where a window should have been I see that it wasn't just this house. It was the main building material used in all the houses.
"Where the hell am I?" "Right now you're in Unlondon where the main gate is located. There's no drop but it was still amusing seeing you enter. "Hardy har har and fuck you!" "Anyways, I believe you are going to see the hostages." "Actually I had some free time so I decided to check this place out. Plus with the current situation I was wondering if I could upgrade things."
"Well that was a while ago you have about . . . Two hours. "WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP!" "I was busy trying to humiliate you. Did it work? "At least your honest"
Jumping out the "window" I land on my feet this time. Walking in a random direction I let myself wonder. My body felt like it knew where it was going. But I need to focus on upgrades or some other shit.
Looking down I see that my suit is pristine. But looking at my hand I see something carved into the back of it. "Once crossed into the real world, it will cost you." Then to my amazement it started to change. When it was finished with its display it just showed two zeros.
Amplifying my voice I yell "Wake up the hostages!" With my amplified voice someone must have heard. Skipping with glee I make my way to where I thought they would be. If only there was some sort of guide - "HELLO CITIZEN!" Turning around I see some sort of . . Officer? Probably some sort of security.
Following him he brings me to what looks like the center of this place. Let me tell you this place is heavily guarded and weird. I couldn't focus on anything. A house that looks like it is made from sand draws my attention. Pushing a wall makes a hidden door swing open.
Walking in there is nothing but desert as far as the eye can see. But looking closer there are two figures in the distance. Taking my first step towards them the world shifts and I'm right behind them. They haven't noticed me yet. They seemed to have been awake for quite awhile. Maybe they couldn't stay asleep? Or maybe the mini me's were having their fun.
Before they see me I try to hide behind one of them but I trip. Before I hit the ground something latched onto my neck and pulled. Surprisingly it didn't hurt although it was a hangman's noose . That got their attention. Not what I planned for, but that's life. Worst of all I was panicking and my mouth went rogue. I couldn't stop without looking weird. I said something like. . .
"Two precious birdies away from their nest.
The kittens put through the unfair test.
My precious jewels that were laid to rest.
But here comes the devil's pest.
Set out on his personal quest.
This is where your paths collide.
A rock against the deadly tide."
When I was finished with my impromptu poem they seemed terrified. Then the coward fell over and the winds slowly covered her with sand. But the other one made a mad dash away from me. Looking at my wrist a watch appears that reads "almost late" and nothing else.
Looking at the running zebra I wave my right hand at her. Luckily it worked since she was looking back at me or I would have looked like an idiot. With her sinking into the sand I swing my body before the rope looses tension and land feet first (no matter what anyone else says). Anyways if this works right this should be an exit.
Certain circumstances have prevented me from posting sooner. But finally I have written the part where it all goes wrong. Some one's coming.
It's time for the meeting and I can't stop sweating. Everything is in place and the back up plans are set. Walking down the alley way I adjust the contraption on the hostages neck for the thousandth time. In front of me I see the back door to the donut shop. Making my way inside I am sad to see that Joe is not here. Taking the trays out of the freezer I stuff the hostage into it and close the door. With all of that done I'm finally ready to walk into their trap.
Seeing the six girls sitting at a booth I prepare my self for introductios. My two MEs are already at their stations. One was behind the counter and one was sitting near the painting. Only one of them had been noticed.
"Sorry about being late but she was putting up a fight." Putting as much hate as I could into the words it seem to get the point across.
"What!?" "HOW DARE-!?!" "YOU COCKY-" "Meanie!" They're getting angrier faster than I thought. The white unicorn on the other hand went on a unbearable tangent. I put up my finger to quiet them. "The girl is in the kitchen but first let's talk." As soon as I said that the rainbow haired one immediately jumped out of her seat and went for the kitchen. This was not according to plan so I tried to grab her but missed. So the noticed ME had to tackle her and hold her down.
"No. That's not how this works. We are going to have a nice chat and then we'll part ways." Glancing out the window the guards had gotten noticeably closer. At this point they weren't even trying to hide anymore. Wait. No. Under closer examination they just suck at it.
Rainbow was forcibly pushed back into the booth. Then ME went back to the painting. "Let's get names out of the way. My name is Fear S. Devil. What's yours?"
"Pinkie Pie!" Yelling that out at the top of her lungs was not. . . expected. "Rainbow Dash. You probably heard of me." Oh dear God I could practically hear the narcissism in her words. "Rarity." . . . Well that was sharp. "Twilight Sparkle and Princess Celestia's personal student." Didn't need to know that but oh well. The cowgirl just kept glaring.
Ok, then let the games begin. Honestly I don't care about what this conversation unveils. What matters is that I cross everything off my checklist. Know it's their turn though it's obvious the only reason they didn't call the guards in was because they wanted to learn about the enemy.
The cowgirl started the conversation with what I expected "What's with him?" "Their friends and before you ask I brought them along so you didn't outnumber me." That got them to look at me in shock. With that statement they kept looking around for the others.
My turn again. Lets end my turn by letting my ring do some digging. So asking my first question I look the mystery pony in the eye and ask "how's the family Applejack?".
Her look of anger spoke for itself but I could see she was getting a little nervous. She didn't answer before they came at me with another question, this time from Twilight. "Why are you doing this?" Taking a second, I answer with the truth. "Because I want to." That left her gaping like a fish. With the ball in my court I decide to throw yet another curve ball. "How's Shiny?" Whoever this "Shiny" was doesn't matter. What matters is she's afraid of me being near her.
At this point they all start to realize what I'm doing. With a quick glance the guards practically had their faces pressed against the glass. With a quick tap the two that came with me made their move. "How do you sleep at night?!" Turning back around I see that came from Skittles. "Evil never does."
I stand and began to walk around the room. First I walk to the painting which has the biggest risk of them all hidden away. There he was . . . crying and looking emotionally dead but afraid nonetheless. His connection with this Fluttershy was much stronger then I thought. Thinking about it they're all so much softer then I realized. Taking out my phone I text Vex before handing it to the visible ME. Listing to the melody that was softly playing I begin my speech.
"Listen up! I'm no one special and everything that led up to this was an accident." Saying this there's a sudden pain but my mask hides my wince. "But nevertheless I will do what I want no matter the consequences. While I'm having my fun you can try your best to stop me, but I'll fight back. " Ending this speech I see they are smugly smiling with the "gotcha" look in their eyes.
A few seconds later the other ME makes his escape. I make my way to the front entrance while the one playing the music completes his final task and makes his way out. With that over with, I step outside. Looking back inside they're all in shock. Probably wondering what happened to the guards. Vex did his job extremely well.
While they're still in shock I point to the now burning painting. As they panic I leave. Walking out of the town no one stops me. Starting to giggle I can only imagine their faces when they saw who my bargaining chip was. But what they don't realize is that the contraption won't wait and the key is safely hidden away. Hopefully whatever is on her face can bring enough fear.
[ I believe this would be a good motivator ;-) ]
I sure hope they're hungry.
. . .
Another victory in the bag.
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So . . . Whats next? Haha.
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Picking up the pace I keep a close eye on my surroundings. Something's wrong but I don't know what . . Or am I just being paranoid?
. . .*sigh*
. . . Hello?
. . .
Is anybody there?
. . .
TALK FUCKER!
. . .
I KNOW YOU'RE THERE!?
. . .
SHOW YOUR FUCKING FACE YOU MOTHER FUCKER!
. . .
. . . . . . hello?
. . .
In a panic I begin to sprint. I try to run away but I don't know where away is. Deciding to just leave the area I begin my desperate retreat. Looking for my pursuer there's no one to be seen. But the sudden, sharp headache is making it hard to think let alone run.
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Running out of the city I can still feel it behind me. Glancing behind me I don't see anyone but that silence was deafening.
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With a sharp pain shooting up my leg I fall face first. Sliding off the edge I cling on for dear life. Through all the pain I try to pull myself back up.
. . .
With a crack my fingers flare in pain and I let go of the ledge.
"WAIT! PLEASE! DON'T DO THIS!"
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With another crack my plea is unheard and I start to tumble down the mountain. With my chest tightening I prepare for what's to come. When it's quick or painless I don't fear death but I'm not going far enough for that. Landing on the first rock my arm bone decided to pay me a visit and with that I am seeing stars. With a muffled howl of pain I bounce and prepare for what's to come.
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. . .
This hell is finally over and I rest my head on the cold hard grass. Laying there unable to move I can only ponder my injuries. My arms are completely shattered, my brain has been shaken like a maraca, one leg is barely attached and the other is gone, glass is in my eyes, my chest is open, my back is at a 90 degree angle, my face is deformed, and I'm a woman now. This is unbelievably painful but blissful unconsciousness has not graced me with it's presence.
Tsk, tsk, tsk
"Hello"
My name is Sin.
There are a few things yet to be established.
You didn't mention that someone gave you this power.
I don't care about anything else.
Your life doesn't matter.
Your emotions don't matter.
I just need you to survive and make me look good.
I gave you this chance to serve a greater purpose and you messed it up.
But I am a forgiving god
so take your punishment and learn from this.
But. . . What. . . How
Just do what you feel like doing. If it hurts you're doing it wrong. Yes I made it that easy for you. You're welcome.
Oh and don't tell anyone about my little pep talk.
Once everything went silent I could feel that his presence had left. With all that said and done, I could do nothing.
Nothing but cry and wait for the sweet embrace of death.
[ I believe this would be a good motivator ;-) ]