>>You look upon the beast
>>The source of your torment is just ahead of you
>>And for all of your scheming, your plotting, your hatred, what now?
>>What do you do in the face of a God?
>>Just as before, her aura is commanding
>>It compels you to fall to your knees
>>Or to vomit, failing that
>>But you are Anonymous
>>You do neither
>>You do not forgive,
>>You do not forget
>>She looks upon you, roughly equal to you in height, with a cool and collected demeanor
>>You hate her
>>You love her
>>You fear her
>>Your emotions are a storm with an eye of confusion and uncertainty
 
>>Hours from the time that Twilight sent that letter to Celestia, you were picked up and taken to Canterlot
>>This time, Celestia would not see you. You would see her. And Luna was nowhere to be seen.
>>“So, I hear you've been making some trouble around Ponyville”
>>She says this in such a smug way. Hate boils in your blood
>>“Hm. You think you can hide your feelings from me? You're not even trying.”
Twilight told you everything. Why am I here?
>>Celestia smirks
>>“To congratulate you”
>>You recoil and blink, the shackles that the guards placed you in rattle as you move
I killed someone! And you want to congratulate me for that?!
>>The room of the palace was empty. Just you and her
>>You were restrained well enough that the guards did not mind her earlier order to leave her
>>“You're doing as intended. Quite well, actually.”
>>She trots up to you and leans in; you have to sway to keep from being shanked by her horn
>>“...but you have this irritating habit of defying me, lately. And that is proving to be most unfortunate.”
 
>>You man up. You have little else to lose
>>You speak through your fear, which until now has been an insurmountable barrier to your words
B...because y-you...
>>Before you can finish she pulls away from you
>>“Yes, yes. The memories. The dreams. Up until recently, you could be controlled.”
>>“That was my favorite part about you.”
>>You cringe
>>“A six, a five, and a nine. After a while I didn't even need to show you what lay beyond those numbers! Just the sight of six fifty-nine, and you wouldn't dare go against me.”
>>“You were a coward.”
>>You show your disgust for this whole thing with a warped expression of defiance
Yeah? And now I want to see. I want to see it!
I want to see what you have been taking away from me every night
I want to see what I'm supposed to be afraid of!
>>Celestia cants her head at you and chuckles
>>“Very well, Anon. I can't say it hasn’t been fun.”
>>Her horn glows
>>The light expands and encompasses you
>>Your eyes are filled with white
>>A voice echoes through it all
>>“You were a good servant.”
 
>>BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP~
>>You thrust yourself from your sleep in a cold sweat
>>The cold air of your overhead fan bears down on you
>>The feeling of displaced sheets around you is the only thing to welcome you
>>You look at the clock and groan
>>Seven? Already?
>>You scramble out of bed
>>The morning is cold
>>But you have to power through
>>Warm oatmeal
>>Pack your lunch
>>Eat breakfast
>>Brush your teeth
>>Get to your car
>>Drive to work
 
>>You get to work. You are three minutes early
>>Put on your headset
>>Open the various programs you need on your computer screen
>>Eight o' clock
>>Punch in, enter the call waiting list
>>Call comes in
>>Someone screams at you about a prorated bill
>>Explain, move on to next call
>>Someone screams at you about collections calls
>>Explain that they have not paid in sixty to ninety days
>>They demand a supervisor
>>Supervisor is too busy
>>Nope.avi
>>Tell them you would be happy to forward the complaint
>>They hang up on you
>>Next call comes in before you finish your notes
>>Have to multitask
>>Someone bitching about their refund
>>Explain that the process can take six to eight weeks
>>Finish your note on previous call
>>They get upset
>>Ten minutes arguing
>>Information flashes across your screen faster than the person on the phone can comprehend
>>The architecture of the business demands you leave three notes in three different programs
>>They hang up on you
>>Next call...
 
>>Lunch time
>>You have thirty minutes
>>Spend fifteen of it waiting for your turn to use the microwave in the break room
>>Another account is teaching a class, and all the new applicants get lunch at the same time as you
>>Break room is packed
>>Go outside to eat
>>Cold
>>Go back inside and eat at your desk
>>Get five minutes of actual break
 
>>Day closes
>>You have processed ninety three calls today
>>Head home
>>Someone honks at you on the drive home
>>What an asshole
>>You honk at someone else
>>What an asshole
>>Park
>>Open the apartment mail box
>>Paycheck
>>Minimum wage
>>Go up stairs
>>Turn on T.V. To the news
>>Little local girl raped and killed
>>Coalition troops suffer increased mortar attacks in Afghanistan
>>Putin Russian prime minister again, vows to destroy capitalist pigdogs
>>Go to computer
>>4chan.org
>>Zergface! Hahaha!
>>See this, wat do?
>>U mad, Amerifags?
>>I AM 12 AND WUT IS THIS
>>U mad, Eurofags?
>>Skype window pops up
>>One of your friends complaining about their life sucking
>>Apologize, express willingness to help but inability to
>>Go to bed
>>Sleep
 
>>BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP~
>>Seven? Already?
>>You scramble out of bed
>>The morning is cold
>>But you have to power through
>>Warm oatmeal
>>Pack your lunch
>>Eat breakfast
>>Brush your teeth
>>Get to your car
>>drive to work
>>Get yelled at
>>99%er calls and calls you the 1% because he can't pay his bill on time
>>Lunch time
>>Mediocre lunch
>>Closing
>>Seventy four calls
>>Drive home
>>News
>>Drive by kills an elderly woman
>>Obama vows to dick-slap Putin
 
>>Putin rebuttals 'not if I get there first!'
>>4chan.org
>>Zombie Apocalypse, guys
>>Marshmallow pony jizz showers are my fetish
>>Oh look this guy is proving me wrong, I'll call him mad
>>Trollface.png
>>Go to bed
 
>>BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP~
>>You scramble out of bed
>>drive to work
>>Get yelled at
>>drive home
>>watch depressing news
>>go to 4chan.org
>>go to bed
 
>>Friday
>>You have Fridays off
>>No friends to hang out with
>>No significant other
>>Look through your old baby pictures
>>Your mom died two years ago of cancer
>>Dad was in the army. Came home in a body bag back when the invasion kicked off.
>>Rest of the family is distant
>>Lost contact with your only real friend growing up
>>feelsbad man
>>go to 4can.org
>>stay there for eleven hours
>>sleep
>>rest of the weekend is the same thing
>>foreveralone.jpg
 
>>BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP~
>>You thrust yourself from your sleep in a cold sweat
>>The cold air of your overhead fan bears down on you
>>Turn your head
>>Giant two dimensional horse standing next to your bed
>>“Gotcha”
>>Catapult yourself out of the opposite side of the bed, taking sheets with you
>>Get on your feet with the sheets serving as an ad-hoc toga
>>Screaming at the top of your lungs
>>You could be the next Jim Carrey
>>Unicorn's horn flashes with a bright white light
>>You remember everything
>>“So, how did you like it?”