Title:           Sherm: My Little Anon: Episode 46
Author:          Long_Gone_Writer
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/ZqqcSJi3
First Edit:      Wednesday 7th of November 2012 09:57:59 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 7th of November 2012 09:57:59 AM CDT

>>Why the fuck do you care?
>>This is a curse that you have yet to shake
>>You frowned during the whole grim task, but you embraced it all the same
>>Was this human? You don't know
>>A clump of dirt fills your hands as you scoop it into a deep trench
>>Well, it isn't so deep any more
>>You hardly knew her, but you figured that this was fitting
>>A grave overlooking an Everfree waterfall
>>The way that the mists lingered below, it almost looked as if you were above the clouds
>>Finally, after you pat the layers of dirt tightly into place,
>>You heft a large rock into place at the 'head' of the mound
>>Your flint knife was worn down to a blunt nub
>>And upon this ad-hoc headstone, the word 'Gilda' was scraped in white to contrast the black of the surface
>>You discard the now-useless knife
>>Your feelings are mixed
>>She was a bitch, no doubt about it
>>But she was also a dear friend to Dash
>>At least, at one time
>>She didn't deserve to die
>>No one deserves to die
>>You remember, back when you were brand new, you were promised that this was an immortal world
>>To have such a thing stolen from you?
>>Horrific
>>In your old world, people were born
>>And then they decayed
>>Here? Those laws didn't have to apply
>>You sat on your knees and looked down upon the final resting place of the winged creature
>>You have nothing to say
>>You don't have the right to say anything
>>You weren't her family. You knew nothing about her
>>The roar of the waterfall in the background helps you think
>>This world was so pure on the surface
>>But under it all, there was such turmoil
>>Celestia told you that you were intended to bring a balance to the cosmic cacophony that spawned such monsters that plagued Equestria
>>She thought that they were introduced to disrupt harmony
>>But, you're thinking,
>>This continuum must simply find other ways to maintain the flow of life and death if age isn't a factor
>>You think for a moment
>>No, it's not important
>>Then you get up on your feet
>>It's time for you to move out
 
>>The mayor wasn't going to help
>>For all you knew, she was probably the first one that they ensured would suffer the clouding addiction
>>Celestia was ignorant of this whole thing
>>You were in some serious shit
>>Your enemy was the vanguard of a great demon plotting his return from Tartarus
>>You left the Everfree, passing into the fields surrounding Ponyville
>>You considered your options
>>Dare you attempt a hike to Canterlot?
>>No, no. You don't.
>>You have already wasted far too much time.
>>All they need is Applejack and their sinister designs will be completed
>>If you tarry,
>>If you make one wrong move,
>>The world stood on the precipice of ruin
>>Before, on the locomotive leaving Appeloosa, you felt that you had a big responsibility on your shoulders
>>Being a solitary human in a world not made for you
>>Finding out who you were
>>What you were
>>Forever alone, representing the good and the bad of your species
>>Without memories or recollections, you were poorly equipped to do so
>>And, hell, people told you frequently that you were stupid
>>Too many bucks to the skull
>>This was a job for someone smart
>>Someone of incalculable intellect and wit
>>This was a job for someone like Twilight Sparkle
>>No, this wasn't a job for any one pony
>>This was something that the Elements of Harmony combined should be taking care of
>>Equestria is stuck with you
>>But it was time to set right what once went wrong
>>Time to get your life back
>>You're going to make them pay for shooting you off a fucking cliff
 
>>You found yourself back at Confection Perfection, yet again
>>After hours, yet again
>>You seem to be going down this road, a lot
>>The door was repaired, but haphazardly
>>Not for long
>>You brace your left foot against the ground and lean into a kick against the knob
>>The door flies open at high velocities
>>The crash is horrific
>>No time to waste
>>Through the darkness, you move
>>You are alert, tracking your eyes from left to right
>>This time, you switch on the lights as you move through the store
>>You're also surprised that you haven't been jumped yet
>>After all, they came at you with about a dozen last time
>>Your eyes scan your surroundings. Everything is neat and tidy
>>You narrow your eyes, suspiciously, and head down the stairs
>>Here, you are on full alert mode
>>If you're going to get jumped, this will be the place
>>You're surrounded by dark
>>You reach a hand to the pull cord for the overhead light
>>Click click
>>Light floods the room
>>It's completely empty
>>You cringe
Huh?
>>The tables are gone
>>The containers of chemicals
>>The maze-like array of twisty straws connecting them
>>The rows of tools
>>Bunsen burners
>>Torches
>>Vats of foul smelling brew
>>It's all gone
>>All of it
>>Save for a stain etched into the ground from your previous night's little tussle in this laboratory
>>You narrow your eyes, confused
>>You look left, then right, to the roof and to the floor
>>You see the door you did not notice before, and make your way to it
>>You try to open it, but it holds tight
>>Too early for this shit
>>You brace your foot against the wall and throw your weight into it, tugging as hard as possible
>>The door whines, but it holds tight
>>Okay, enough of this
>>You kick the door, just like the one up stairs
>>It heaves
>>You kick again
>>It gives way
>>After a third, the tip set of hinges shatter and splinter
>>You use your hands to rip it out of its frame and cast the whole mess behind you
>>You're the fucking hulk
>>Alas, before you, you see a cavern
>>You have no idea how far deep it goes
>>Luckily, as far as you know, they do not yet have Applejack
>>And without Applejack, their plans can't continue
>>You sally forth, vanishing into the poorly lit abyss of that dusty catacomb
 
>>How long has it been?
>>About forty minutes to an hour?
>>Just how far into the unknown did this trail lead?
>>The air becomes choking
>>Inhospitable to life
>>But the worst came just before the releif
>>There was a lite at the end of the tunnel
>>You approached it slowly,
>>You got low to the ground as you did so
>>The white overflow of light gave way to sight
>>You saw that the tunnel exited into a large circular chamber
>>Wood in construction
>>Full of rafters
>>Well lit, at least
>>Hay was strewn over the ground
>>You cocked your head
>>Was this a barn? A silo?
>>As you crept closer to the edge of the door, you noticed that there was a suited mobster guarding the entrance
>>His hands were thrust in his pockets as he watched the goings on, boredly
>>What you wouldn't give for his view
>>So, you'll take it
>>You reached your hand from the shadows and gripped the tuft of his collar
>>“Wha.. HEY!”
>>No one heard him over the work being done inside
>>He was forcefully drawn into the shadows
>>And into your waiting elbow
>>His canine head is thrown to the side and he flumps onto his knees
>>His tongue hangs out helplessly
 
>>Moments later, you slink from the shadows, adjusting your mobster's cap to cast a shadow over your >>upper features
>>You assume his post after taking care of the body
>>Oh, you didn't kill him. You're far too much of a softy
>>But it'll take them a while to find it in that maze of shadows
>>The overcoat helps greatly in your ruse
>>Very few, if any, human features show through
>>You look at the goings on for yourself
>>All the vats, chemicals, work spaces, and the technical skill needed to make them work has been relocated, alright
>>You can get a good whiff of the liquid solutions, and it makes you cringe
>>You wonder how these dogs must cope, since their smell is supposed to be so much better
>>More useless trivia that Celestia left you with
>>Without seeing what you came here for, you slink into the shadows of the heavy construction and make your way towards the door
>>Security was pretty lax, from what it seems like
>>Upon exiting the structure, you find that you are surrounded by more than you bargained for
>>There were waist-high fences cross crossing between buildings
>>A lot of trees surrounded the farm, but the farm was so large
>>There must be a dozen buildings
>>How long have they been planning this?
>>Without a way to narrow it down, you're going to be spending all night searching through buildings
>>And every second you do remain in this state, you're liable to be found out
>>Just then, someone shoves you in the shoulder and sends you stumbling forward
>>Oh, Celestia, this is it!
>>You whirl around
>>A mobster dressed in suspenders stands before you
>>Face of an English bulldog
>>Gray coat
>>You prepare yourself to punch his lights out
>>“Oi, what're'ya doin? The entrance is unguarded!”
>>You shook your head and leveled your hand on your hat
>>You put on your best accent that you can
Sahrry, boss! Needed some fresh air!
>>He turns to look over his shoulder and snorts
>>“...Yeah, that crap gets to all of us.”
>>He pauses for a second and looks you over
>>“Alright, I'se gonna get one o' the other meatheads ta take over. Go check on the baws. Tell him the next shipment is ready.”
>>You smile
Gee, thanks, Mac! Where is he?
>>The large task master throws a clawed finger over to the farm house
>>You look over and cringe a smile
>>Jack
>>Fucking
>>Pot