Title:           EQGrindhouse Part 1
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Friday 2nd of October 2015 02:54:11 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 2nd of October 2015 02:54:11 PM CDT

>Canterlot High was abuzz with the feelings there always was when a field trip was about to happen
>Camping out in the middle of buttfuck nowhere with nothing around them but nature and one another
>Obviously sex would ensue, as it always did with teenagers alone in the woods, even with VP Luna keeping watch
>The only student who didn't seem to want to go was Twilight Sparkle, talking about how she'd researched this camp
>Yes, Twilight Sparkle, the woman who was always right, wanted us to stay because there was some blood curse and a zombie lunatic or some shit
>Nobody listened to her
>Except for Flash Sentry
>But he was doing it just so he could get in her pants, anyone with half a mind knew that
>Everyone had a chance for sex on this trip, even you and Normal Norman would probably get some action out of it
>Eventually, Sparkle folded after Principal Celestia convinced her that if it WAS dangerous she and her friends could come and defend them
>Naturally, Flash Sentry followed suit
 
>The bus was loud with the chatter you anticipate from dozens of teenagers crammed into a bus
>In the driver's seat was some poor schmuck who probably wished he did better in life
>Behind him were Vice Principal Luna and Principal Celestia, in opposite seats
>With them were, of course, Twilight and her growing harem, as well as her backpack that nobody seemed to note the constant moving and noises coming from
>In the row behind them were Flash and the rocker clique... all four of them
>Next sat you and Normal Norman across from Microchips and Sandalwood, the only two from their respective cliques to attend the trip
>You suspect Sandalwood was the only eco-kid who came because of the new KFC that opened nearby
>After that were Derpy, Time Turner, Vinyl, and Octavia, arguing about something or other
>Finally, there were the lovers: Care Root and Curly Winds, Lyra and Bon-bon
>...And the rest
 
>Although you and Norman were a few seats behind, regretting not bringing anything to do on the long ride, Twilight and Company were discussing something important
>They were all huddled around a large book as Twilight began the long, dangerous tale
>"Camp Forest Green was founded in 1935 by the Christy family with the name Camp Crystal Lake, and ran without incident for 22 years, when it suddenly closed down for undisclosed reasons. From then on, the camp was plagued by problems and unfortunate events, leading to rumors of a Blood Curse on the land."
>"Crystal Lake sounds familiar..." Dash thought idly as Twilight continued
>"In 1979 a woman named Pamela Voorhees went on a violent rampage through the camp, killing everyone before finally dying at the hands of one of her victims to-be. Even after her death, the camp continued to struggle due to the legends of her son, Jason, killing in revenge."
>Principal Celestia and Vice Principal Luna turned to look at one-another as Twilight began to describe, in needless detail, all the people who had supposedly died on those grounds.
>It was around the point she began describing how Jason kept his mother's severed head in a shrine that Celestia took the book from her
>"Twilight, please. I understand you're worried, but you're scaring people." She said in a calm, collected voice. "Listen to yourself. Do you honestly believe a ten year old boy drowned in a lake, then came back up twenty years later, strong enough to kill?"
>Twilight and company were staring at Celestia, her rhetorical question ignored.
>She sighed. "You need to calm down... even if someone tries to hurt us, we've got people in the prime of their lives with us. Athletes, intellectuals, and the Elements of Harmony! We'll be perfectly fine."
>Turning back ahead, Celestia began skimming through the book just as the bus arrived at the campgrounds
 
>People piled out of the bus to get familiar with the new surroundings, much to Vice Principal Luna's annoyance
>Before she could even call everyone together for the standard "Blah blah friendship blah" speech everyone had gone their separate ways
>Soon all that was left was you and Norman standing alone by the bus.
>"This camping trip is a lot less sexy than anticipated," you gripe
"Dude, it JUST started." Norman says, shaking his head. "We just gotta wait until sundown, that's when the really crazy shit starts happening."
>"You know patience isn't my strong suit, man. I want shit done NOW!"
"That's the kinda attitude that keeps getting us in those weird-ass adventures... well, gets YOU into those weird-ass adventures. I'm fairly sure it's just you huffing paint."
>"Hey, I haven't huffed paint for... a month now." You say, lying through your teeth.
"Whatever, let's see if they got a TV here."
>Nothing says roughing it like network television, after all.
>You head to the main lodge, passing events that would in no way be important; such as Microchips trying to get cell phone reception by standing on high-up places, Flash practicing his guitar, Lyra and Bon-bon ducking into the changing booths, and Derpy skimming rocks across the lake.
>The main lodge was large and roomy, providing a place for teens to relax with a little touch of home without actually providing such benefits as "indoor plumbing"
>Thankfully, you find a TV and loveseat, and begin digging around for the remote.
 
>Outside, Derpy notices something peculiar
>There are bubbles coming up from the bottom of the lake, as if someone was down there
>She goes and finds Flash, pointing it out to him.
>"Weird..." he mumbles. "Maybe it's like... one of those... no, that wouldn't make sense..."
>"Maybe someone's down there?" She suggests.
>"Can't be, how would they get there? ...Let's go check it out," Flash says, putting his guitar aside and stepping onto a shitty-ass boat
>Derpy follows suit, starting the engine and the two of them driving off
>Soon, Flash and Derpy are at the center of the lake, staring down to the bottom, attempting to find a source of the bubbles.
>"...This lake gets really deep near the center." she said, leaning over the edge
>"I'm gonna dive, see what the hell is going on down there."
>"I don't think that's a good idea..."
>"Come on, what's the worst that could happen?"
>Before she could respond Flash leaped from the boat and into the lake, diving deep, deep, deep...
>Soon, Derpy lost sight of Flash, but the bubbles began coming up faster than ever
>Gasping, she returned to shore to get help, the motor of the boat drowning out Flash's scream for help as he was drug down and silenced for good
>But most of the camp didn't know this
>They wouldn't know until it was far too late
 
>Meanwhile, you and Norman sat in the main lodge, watching... South Park?
>You think it was South Park, the shitty reception showed only distorted figures and played loud, obnoxious static
>But god knows it was far better than going outside and learning valuable nature skills
>It's not like you learned anything at Canterlot High anyway
 
>Outside, Vice Principal Luna did the smart thing and called the paramedics to help find Flash's body and made sure no students were allowed near the lake
>Principal Celestia, who'd spent the past hour reading the book about Jason Voorhees had other ideas on what they should do.
>"We need to get everyone on the bus and cancel the rest of the trip." She crossed her arms. "Even if it's not Jason, a student is missing, and if the others find out it could be catastrophic."
>"You're right sister, we need to bring all the students back to Canterlot High and let the police deal with this... Hopefully Derpy told us before anyone else."
 
>Just as the two sisters began going to the main lodge to announce the trip being cut short over the intercom, the sounds of chaos from the rest of the camp told them they were too late
>Bon-bon was crying loudly about how they'll "never see Flash again"
>Lyra was out on the lake, trying fruitlessly to reach into the water in the vain attempt to find their drowned friend
>Derpy was screaming at the top of her lungs about how this always happens to her, making most of the teens avoid her like the plague
>Several teens had already piled back into the bus, trying desperately to figure out how to get out of this death trap
>The sisters, not looking up for looking a gift horse in the mouth, tried their best to corral the panicking, grieving students into the bus
 
>Hours pass before you finally wake up, moaning and holding your head as you tried to remember what you were doi-OH GOD
>OH GOD NORMAN'S ON YOUR CHEST
>OH GOD YOU LOOK LIKE GAY LOVERS
>Shoving him to the floor, you head out of the lodge to take a long, long shower, leaving the confused Norman to piece together what happened.
>Once outside you realize camp seemed empty, dangerously empty, even for this time of night
>Night? Shit, shit, shit, someone's probably seen you if that much time's passed!
>Forgetting the shower, you pull out your phone an-
>No signal
>You sigh in relief
>The incident hasn't left camp
>As you pass by Flash taking a nap on the beach you notice bootprints that lead from the water
 
>In the cabins are a group of those who'd been left behind, coping with the news and realization they'd been left behind in different ways
>Twilight Sparkle, Sunset Shimmer, and Applejack were trying to keep calm and think up a plan
>Pinkie was comforting Rarity and Fluttershy
>Rainbow was in denial about the whole thing, mumbling to herself about how the police would be coming any moment now, and they would all be fine
>Vinyl and Octavia had begun walking to town, hoping to figure out where the police and the rest of the students went
 
>The boys were handling the situation similarly
>Time Turner and Microchips were trying to fiddle with a CB radio in an attempt to, well, call for help
>In the main room Care Root and Curly Winds stood guard, Care holding a machete an Curly with a bat
>Sandlewood had taken the opportunity to "meditate" in the bedroom with a bag of brownies
 
>Entering the lady's cabin you can hear hushed voices that seemed panicked when you entered
>You shout into the darkness
Hello?
>It's quiet now
>You can make out Applejack's voice
>"It's anon! He's alive! Someone needs to get him before it happens!"
>Before what happens? You ask yourself, not realizing the scenario taking place.
If this is about me and Norman, it was NOT what it looked like!
>"...Wha-"
We were NOT sleeping together! We just happened to doze off while watching TV!
>You were shouting this as loud as you can, hoping everyone could hear it
 
>Across the way Care and Curly were doing their damnedest to fight the need to sleep
>It was almost 1 AM and, even with all the camp's lights on, they were beginning to fall asleep
>They heard your voice and both bolted awake
>"Man, I... I'm hearing shit man..." Curly Winds stammered
>"Oh man, we're at that point in sleep deprivation we're hallucinating..." His companion muttered. "I... oh jeeze, man, this is... this fucking annoying as fuck..."
>"I'm gonna go see if the others are gonna take over... Can you take it alone for the moment?"
>The machete wielding teen nodded, wiping his eyes with his free hand. "I'll be fine..."
>The moment Curly left, Care drifted off to sleep
>The power went out shortly after, the only source of light coming from the moon above
 
>You're in the girl's room now. They're a lot less shaken and tell you the story of Jason
>You know, all the shit from earlier paragraphs
>"And with Flash's death..." Sunset Shimmer concluded. "We believe he's come out of the lake."
...Flash isn't dead.
>You say, confused.
He's sleeping on the beach... in fact, you can see him.
>You get up to the window and point to Flash laying on the sand, it too dark for any of the group to spot the flies circling his body
>"Oh my god!" Twilight and Sunset shout simultaneously, one in relief, the other in worry.
>It was hard to tell which of them said it in which emotion, but they quickly ran off to help their fallen friend
>At this point you realized you lost out on a chance to score with two of the seven magic horse women
>Damning yourself for being a good person, you turn your attention to the other four, who seem to be calming down now
>As well as Twilight's talking dog who yawns and popped out of the bag to look at what was happening