- >Day 365
- >The ponies knew damn well what today was.
- >A silhouette stands on top of the hill overhead.
- >A pony notices and stops.
- >Then they all stop and stare.
- >He usually doesn't go to town at this hour.
- >But today is a special day.
- >His hands move to his ears, putting his MDR's on.
- >He takes a step.
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- >He walks down the hill.
- >Power in each step.
- >A smile and anger in his eyes.
- >The ponies do nothing.
- >Not a single one moves.
- >He finally steps into town and stops.
- >Scanning the area for anything to break.
- >He spots his target.
- >He sways back and forth as he walks toward an orange pony with apples on her ass.
- >She ducks as he stops in front of her stall.
- >"Can I h-help y-y-ou?"
- >His foot raises from the dirt and smashes through the simple wooden structure.
- >All hell breaks loose as he turns his focus onto all the other stalls.
- >The ponies are yelling and screaming as he continues to go on his rampage.
- >Nothing stops him as he smashes stall after stall.
- >All while Icky Thump plays, fueling his need to break something.
- >His head turns towards Sugarcube Corner.
- >A crackling smile breaks across his face.
- >Throwing aside a 2x4, he kicks open the door.
- >A scream elicits from a Pink pony behind the counter, followed by the customers.
- >Cocking his head to the right, he flips a table that had milkshakes of some rainbow dyke and a yellow flying pony.
- >He makes his way to the counter.
- >Taking the cash register, he smashes the glass displaying various treats.
- >He reaches for the pasties and begins cold stone whipping them at the frantic customers.
- >He scoops a cake and some cupcakes into his arms.
- >He stands on top of the counter and smashes them down on the pink ones head.
- >The dyke has had enough and flies at him with fury.
- >With a simple sidestep, she smashes into the wall behind him.
- >He surveys his work in the store.
- >"P-please c-c-come aga-" The pink one starts sobbing.
- >He slams the broken door behind him.
- >His eyes focus in on a boutique.
- >As he walks towards the shop, he stops.
- >He takes a look to his left.
- >An alcohol store is open.
- >He walks in and finds no one inside.
- >He takes a bottle and smashes it on the ground.
- >Then he proceeds to push the racks over.
- >The fucker grabs a bottle, a rag, and a lighter from the counter.
- >He waltz out of the store and stares at the boutique.
- >A quick concoction and he holds a molotov in his hand.
- >Two ponies come storming out as he rears his arm back.
- >BOOM
- >The building bursts into flames.
- >The flames flicker, reflecting off of his eyes.
- >Another smile forms.
- >He turns his gaze to a tree.
- >A house tree to be exact.
- >He drops his lighter and wanders over to it.
- >A small purple lizard steps outside and sees him walking over.
- >The lizard wastes no time running back inside.
- >He sits behind the door, holding firm.
- >The man knocks three times.
- >The lizard's heart beats rapidly.
- >All is silent.
- >The door explodes off of its hinges sending the small creature flying.
- >"TWILIGHT!"
- >He walks towards him and picks him up by the back of his neck.
- >He pulls his tail causing a flame to erupt from his mouth.
- >Another toothy grin is on his face.
- >He pulls again and holds, causing a continuous flame to burn.
- >He aims it towards the books, burning everything that the flames touch.
- >Soon the whole house is on fire.
- >With a swift kick, the purple lizard is punted out of a window.
- >The man walks out, covered in soot and singed pages.
- >He takes his leave from the town.
- >Once on top of the hill, he turns to admire his work.
- >A nice destroyed town lies below.
- >One last smile appears on his twisted mug.
- >With that, he turns his back and goes home.
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