Title:           CanterU: 21+ Sunday
Author:          Kiyo3
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First Edit:      Tuesday 8th of October 2013 09:58:11 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 8th of October 2013 09:58:11 PM CDT

Welcome to CanterU: The Hero+ Edition!
 
The Story So Far: http://pastebin.com/u/Kiyo3
Yesterday with posts: >>http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/13898045
 
12:01 AM...
 
>Pinkie Pie...
>Those fuckers...
>She's half naked, only in her bra, partially tied up, and blindfolded.
>That spread-eagle position...
>You don't need any hints to what's going on.
>Blueblood looks at you at laughs.
"Oh, you like what you see?"
>He spins the needle between his fingers playfully.
"If you play your cards right, maybe you'll get a turn with her tonight too."
>What?!
>You look back at Pinkie.
>She looks unresponsive to anything, barely even struggling against her restraints.
>What did this bastard do to her?
"Me? I just gave her something I call the "Canterlot Special." Very popular with the college crowd."
>That explains what happened to Pinkie.
>But that doesn't explain why you haven't kicked this guy's ass yet.
 
A. Run at him
B. Challenge him
C. Bargain
 
>Blueblood starts undoing his belt.
"Now, if you excuse me, I have some... unfinished business here..."
>That can't be allowed to happen.
>You pull out your phone and hold it out in front of you.
"Hey... what are you doing with that?"
>Going into a Photography major.
>What's it look like?
>You're gathering evidence.
>A guy with his pants half off, holding illegal drugs...
>Campus PD is gonna love him.
>A look of worry flashes on Blueblood's face, but it's gone in an instant.
"You don't have to go and do that... You want some of this? Here, i'll even let you go first."
>A turn with Pinkie? Now?
>He can't be serious.
>No, you'd be happier seeing this guy in jail, where he obviously belongs.
>Blueblood starts getting angry.
"Don't be stupid, kid. I have connections! You don't want to do this, trust me."
>If he wants to stop you, he'll have to do it like a man.
>He laughs and picks up an empty bottle.
"I'll be happy to oblige."
>You barely dodge in time as he throws the bottle at your head.
>Blueblood starts running at you, and you meet him head on.
>He stabs at you with his needle, landing a few hits.
>Pain races up your back and shoulder, but you keep going.
>You punch him in jaw, but he's unfazed.
"Nice shot, but you'll have to try harder than that."
 
A. Find a weapon
B. Take the fight out of the room
C. Bare knuckle brawling
 
>He runs at you again, headbutting you in the stomach.
>Disorientation, check.
>You shake it off and grab a bottle off a nearby desk, slamming it on Blueblood's head.
>It shatters against it, sending bits of glass everywhere.
"Fuck! You'll pay for that."
>He's bleeding a little.
>At least he has a weakness.
>Blueblood barrels into you, but you're ready this time.
>You grab Blueblood and run him into the hallway.
>Free shot time.
>You hold him against the wall and start wailing on him.
>You hear a sharp crack when you hit him in the face.
>That nose looked to perfect anyway.
"Fuck! My nose, you piece of shit!"
>Uh oh.
>Adrenalin rush.
>Blueblood kicks you in the stomach and knocks you down.
>Before you can get up, Blueblood pins you down with his knees.
"Game over, punk. Being the hero doesn't always work out, does it?"
>He pulls out a knife and holds it against your neck.
"Maybe we can make this look like a suicide, eh? That's always a wild ride."
>You look around for anything that can help you.
>There's another needle on your left.
>Maybe you can reach for it...
 
A. Grab it
B. Roll and Sweep
C. Attempt the knife
 
>You can't reach the needle in time.
>He's already pressing the knife against your neck pretty hard.
>Only one chance.
>You spit in his face and push his knife hand away.
"God damn it!"
>You roll from under his knee and get up, deliver a quick sweep , knocking Blueblood down.
>Before he has a chance, you slam your foot down on his chest.
>Those broken ribs won't get him very far.
>A bit of blood trickles down your neck.
>He got you a little, but that doesn't matter.
>You have him right where you want him.
>Blueblood tries to grab his knife, but you're quicker than him.
>You hold it against his neck.
>Familiar much?
>Hopefully he realizes how much of a mistake it was hurting one of your friends.
>To your surprise, Blueblood starts laughing.
"You really think I hurt her the most? How stupid are you, kid? I only supply the drugs. What about Sunset Shimmer and her bitches? The ones who had the drugs, the alcohol... everything."
>His laughter is... unsettling.
"Face it, idiot. You've got the wrong guy."
>Is he right?
>...
>No, he can't be.
>He was about to rape Pinkie over money.
>Those girls will get theirs in the end, but...
>But right now, you have a score to settle.
>Blueblood is yours.
 
A. Slash his throat
B. Stab him in the (dubs)
C. Knock him out; incriminate
 
"Now get off me, you stupid cunt. I'll let you go thi->You punch him in the face.
>Who's in control again?
"You wouldn't dare touch me. I'll can have you killed before you wake up tomorrow."
>That's not your problem.
>You look back at Pinkie.
>Half naked, used, abused...
>No.
>No!
>NO!
>Your rage can't be controlled.
>You look down Blueblood's lap.
>His pants are still partially off.
>...
>Yes.
>That'll do just fine.
>You grab his dick and brandish the knife.
>Blueblood laughs, but then looks at you in horror.
"What are you... No. Don't do this! Anything but this! Please?!"
>You take the knife and cut his dick between his shaft and his balls.
>Blueblood screams, but you ignore him.
>This is what he deserves.
>The blood he spills only fuels his rage.
>And there's a lot of it.
>Maybe you hit a vein.
>Hopefully.
"You cocksucking bitch! You fucking faggot! I'll kill you for this. You're fucking dead ki-
>You elbow him in the face, knocking him out cold.
>Your rage subsides enough for you to realize you can't leave him here.
>You open another door.
>It's a bathroom.
>You can leave him in the tub to bleed out.
>You turn on the shower for good measure.
>Gotta wash away his crime somehow.
>Let it flow like his blood.
>You wash your hands and throw the knife inside.
>Maybe the police will buy into "unethical suicide attempt."
 
A. Pinkie
B. Head downstairs
C. Finish off Blueblood
 
>You go back into the hallway.
>Hopefully they can get the blood out of the carpet.
>And hopefully it can't implicate you in this.
>You go back to Pinkie's room.
>Is she... okay?
>No, of course not.
>You came to save her.
>You start untying her restraints.
>She has a small gag in her mouth.
>As you take it out, Pinkie shudders at your touch.
>Pinkie Pie...
>As you take it out, she starts talking, albeit weakly.
"More... Please, Mr. Blueblood... I need more..."
>No, Pinkie...
>It's Anon.
>She remembers you, right?
>You're her friend, and you want to help her.
"A... Anon?"
>Yeah, yeah!
"A-Anon... please... get me more. I need more..."
>No, you can't do that.
>She needs help.
"I don't need... don't need help... I need more drugs... please..."
>You untie the rest of her restraints.
>You need to get her out of her and to a hospital, or something.
>She really needs help right now.
>As you untie her legs, she tries to pull you onto her.
"N-Nonny... please... I'll do anything..."
>She... she starts to finger herself.
>Pinkie...
>What did those girls do to her?
"Please... just do me... anything... please!"
 
A. Give in
B. Take her and go
C. Leave her behind
 
>You can't do that with her.
>Or too her.
>It's not even about Applejack this time.
>It's about what's right for Pinkie.
>You find a large shirt and put it on her before carrying her outside.
>She's as bony as Chrys now, and probably even lighter.
>Pinkie isn't doing well.
>The needle's she'd been using probably weigh more.
>You bring her back downstairs, where the party is still going strong.
>The after effects of Plan Vinyl are obvious.
>Broken glass, liquids oozing on the floor, fights still going on...
>Regular Vietnam here.
>Rainbow Dash notices you first.
"Anon! Finally! What happe..."
>She notices Pinkie in your arms.
"Pinkie Pie! What... What happened to her?"
>You'll tell her later.
>Where is the rest of the group.
>Rainbow leads you back outside, where Rarity, Spike, Applejack, Twilight, and Celestia are gathered.
"Anon, there ya are! Ah was gettin'"
"Pinkie!"
>The group crowds around you and Pinkie, asking questions and trying to talk to her.
>Pinkie's become unresponsive again.
>And her breathing is slower.
>She needs help.
>Celestia breaks through your friends.
"She looks really bad. Come on, i'll drive you to the hospital."
>Thank god for Grads.
>You and the group start following Celestia.
>Maybe things will work ou-
"Where the hell do you think you're going?"
>Who...?
>Sunset Shimmer.
"Come back here with her. She's ours now, you fucking prick."
 
A. Ignore her
B. Confront her
 
>You don't have time for this.
>And Pinkie certainly doesn't either.
>You turn around and follow Celestia.
"What the fuck did I just say? Come back here."
>Look, you don-
>Ow, that smarts.
>Did she just slap you?
"You better believe it, you fuck. Now bring her back here. She's mine now."
>You-
"No, Anon. We'll handle this."
>Rarity pushes past you, with Spike and Rainbow behind her.
"We can stop her. You go with Celestia. And hurry!"
>Sunset Shimmer looks at the group in front of you and laughs.
"You really think you can stop me?"
>Rarity looks determined.
>More than you've ever seen her before.
"I don't have to do it alone. You don't deserve Pinkie, or this house, or any of this anymore."
>You tell her, Rarity.
>Is she up for this?
>She flips her hair and smiles at you.
"I owe her from before... I can do this."
>Good.
>Oh, and one more thing, Sunset.
"What?"
>How does she get the knot to fit all the way inside like that?
>She looks puzzled before realizing what you're taking about.
>Her collection was... interesting.
>You turn and head out just as Sunset calls Chrys and Gilda to her side.
>That could be a problem.
>But you have faith in your friends.
>Applejack and Twilight are already in Celestia's car by the time you get there.
>You lay Pinkie across the back seat and get inside with Applejack.
>Celestia starts the car and heads out to the main road.
"Is she going to be all right?"
>You hope so.
 
...
 
>A few minutes later, Celestia pulls up next to the hospital.
"Take her inside. I'll be in as soon as I can park."
>You thank her and carry Pinkie out of the car.
>Twilight and Applejack follow behind you as you go to the main desk.
"Yes, one moment pleas- Oh, hi Anon!"
>You know her?
>Come to think of it...
>light pink hair...
>No other distinguishing features...
>Redheart, right?
"Right! We met at the party."
>Sure, sure.
>Can she get Pinkie some help.
>Redheart takes a look at Pinkie.
"She doesn't look good. Come on."
>She leads you and your group down the hall to an empty room.
"Put her in the bed and i'll get a doctor."
>Thanks Redheart.
"No problem. I need the intern hours anyway."
>You ignore her taking Pinkie's condition so lightly and go back to the group.
>A few minutes later, Redheart comes back with the doctor.
"What's the problem here?"
>You tell him everything, about the drugs, the more drugs...
>Can he help?
"I'll see what I can do. I don't think I can do so much for her present condition though... maybe an I.V..."
>He pushes you and your friends out of the room, and Redheart escorts you back to the lobby area.
"Ah hope she'll be fine in there."
"I know. I'm so worried about her."
>So are you.
 
A. Redheart
B. Applejack
C. Twilight
 
>You go up to the lobby.
>They have lollipops for guests.
>You take your favorite flavor out.
>Which just so happens to be cherry at the moment.
"That's my favorite flavor too."
>Really?
>You couldn't have guessed that.
"Hey, what happened to your friend? She really doesn't look good."
>You tell her about C.U.M. and Sunset Shimmer.
>By the end of it, Redheart looks pretty shocked.
"Really? I was even... considering making a pledge there."
>Well, now she knows what she's getting into.
>What's she doing here anyway?
"Well, you know that i'm a nursing major, right?"
>Yeah, you remember.
"The school set me up with this internship here. It's pretty cool. And it helps get me experience for later in life."
>That sounds pretty good.
>That'll definitely help down the line.
>What about her friend... er... Crest?
"You mean Colgate?"
>Yes. Sorry.
>Redheart giggles.
"She's doing something similar, but for a dental office closer to the school."
>Cool.
>Someone calls Redheart over.
"Sorry. I gotta move some things down a few floors. I'll talk to you later."
>Er... sure.
 
A. Help her out
B. Go to:
1. Twilight
2. Applejack
 
 
>Wait, maybe you can help her out.
>Where are the boxes anyway?
"They're right around the corner."
>She leads you to them.
>They don't weigh much.
>Is that your voice, or the gains?
>Probably both.
>So where are you bringing these?
"Down to the basement level. There's a room with other medical supplies. I'll show you."
>She leads you to the staircase.
>Why not take the elevator?
"The one over here is always broken, and the other one is too far down."
>You open the door for her as she struggles with her box.
"Thanks. Now for the descent."
>Virgil.... Redheart leads you down the stairs and opens another door to the lower levels.
>There's not many people here...
"Most of the doctors and nurses are upstairs. They save this floor for storage. It's basically where the interns have to work for most of the time their here."
>It's pretty drab and dusty.
>Yikes.
"It's not too bad. The stuff we move isn't usually this heavy. And I almost always get desk duty."
>That sounds cool.
>She leads you down another hallway and opens another door.
"Here we are. Just put the stuff down in here."
>It's pretty dark.
>Wait...
>You... Redheart... dark... basement...
>Something about this is very... familiar.
 
A. Business
B. Bizness [?]
C. Head back upstairs
 
>Can she check something out for you?
"Um, yeah, sure. What's the matter?"
>You... have a few injuries.
"From what?"
>That fight with Blueblood.
>You thought you told her about it before...
"Oh, I see. How bad are they?"
>You took a number of hits.
>It's really those stab wounds you want checked out.
>Plus the one on your neck.
>You take of your shirt.
"I, um... what're you doing?"
>Huh?
>Redheart's blushing pretty hard.
"I don't think we can... do that down here..."
>Wait, what?
>No!
>Could she just, ugh, check your wounds, please.
"Oh... right... sorry."
>You turn around to give her a better view.
"You were stabbed with needles? The entry point is ridiculously narrow..."
>Spot on, sister.
"If they were used before hand... it could be bad."
>And your neck?
"The wound looks clean. It'll be a small scar, but that's it."
>Scars + women = shit so cash.
>Redheart giggles and starts rummaging through boxes.
"The neck is fine, but I want to put some sterillizer on those back wounds."
>Ok, sur-
>OW!
"Sorry..."
>No, it's okay.
>Better to get clean rather than find out you have some kind of disease later.
>Fucking Blueblood and his blue balls.
>Ex blue balls, that is.
"I have to catalog this stuff, so I'll see you upstairs."
>Thanks, Redheart.
>You head back up the stairs and sit back down next to your friends.
>You walk back over to Applejack and Twilight.
>Twilight is reading one of the lobby magazines, clearly in an attempt to calm herself down.
>And Applejack is looking at the door to Pinkie's room.
>It's been a few minutes.
>But Pinkie will be fine, for sure.
 
A. Twilight
B. Applejack
 
>You put your arm around Twilight.
>She looks like she needs support right now.
>To your surprise, Twilight starts crying, and hugs you tight.
>What's the matter, sugar cube?
"I... I feel like I should've been there for her. I wasn't a good friend to her. I should've helped..."
>She gets off of you and buries her head in her hands.
>You get up and get her the tissue box on the lobby desk.
"Thanks, Anon..."
>No problem.
>She calm now.
"A-A little."
>Good.
>Twilight has to realize that she did try to help Pinkie.
>You remember the time you found her catatonic on the couch, and Twilight started talking to her about the dangers of drugs.
>It's not that Twilight didn't do enough.
>It's that Pinkie... she was focused on the sorority so much that no one could stop her.
>Not you, not Twilight, not anyone...
>You just didn't think it'd take something like this to end it all.
"But Anon, we could've done more..."
>Maybe.
>But you'll never know that.
>What she can take pride in is the fact that she helped her tonight by coming here.
>Pinkie needs the support of friends.
>And Twilight is helping in her own way.
>Purple Smart wipes her tears away and hugs you.
"Thanks, Anon. I... I'll be okay."
>Applejack puts her arm hugs Twilight and gets a tissue for herself.
"Don't you worry one bit, Twilight. Pinkie will be fine. Ah'm sure of it. Right Anon?"
>Definitely.
"Um, excuse me?"
>All three of you look and see the doctor calling to you.
"Could you all come here? We need to talk."
>Uh oh.
>You and the girls enter the room go near Pinkie.
>Is she ok?
>She looks still on the bed.
>No...
>The three of you run over to her...
>And breath a sigh of relief.
>Her breathing is a little more stable, and she has a little more color.
>But, still...
>Some holocaust victims looked better.
"Is this everyone?"
>Yes.
>Celestia is coming, right Twilight?
"She texted me saying she'll come back later for us..."
>Ok then.
>What's up, doc?
"To be quite frank, I've seen some pretty bad cases of drug abuse, but this is one of the worst. It's not all bad though. Would you like to hear the good news or the bad news first?"
 
A. Good
B. Bad
C. Ugly
 
>Just...
>The truth, doc.
>You can handle it.
>The doctor takes off his glasses and wipes them with a cloth.
"Ok then."
>He goes over to a notepad by Pinkie and looks over it.
"Well, I'll start with her condition now. As you can see... Pinkie Pie... is stable and we now have the I.V. as requested."
>That's really good, but what else?
"It's her physical state that has me worried. Clearly, she's lacking nutrition and a proper body weight that could be expected for someone her age."
>That makes sense.
>Heroin can do that to a person.
"Not just heroin, you man, but many other drugs. Considering the large quantity the tests confirm she's consumed, it's no surprise she's in this state."
>True.
"Now, onto the drug side of this affair. Whatever was last injected into her affected... and is still affecting, her body."
>Blueblood's "Canterlot Special"...
>How so?
"From what I can gather, whatever the components were for the last injection, in combined effect, caused a sort of... stalled overdose."
"What's that mean, doctor?"
>He wipes his glasses again.
"Whatever she took slowed her processes down to the point that she could barely function, while maintaining a constant, fast heart rate.
"Because of the slowed bodily processes, Pinkie Pie's heart couldn't, and cannot, compensate for the speed."
>What's that mean?
"As a result, her body is low on oxygen and is bordering on a full cardiac arrest."
>He puts his glasses on and puts his notepad down.
"I tried using Norepinephrine to stabilize her, which worked to a degree, but there is nothing more we can do for her."
>Does this mean...?
>The doctor nods solemnly.
"Pinkie's body may stabilize completely of it's own accord, but... I'm... I'm very sorry, but the chances are against Pinkie Pie surviving."
>Twilight breaks down again, and Applejack holds her, tears welling in her own eyes.
>You turn away from the doctor and look back at Pinkie.
>She's dying, slowly and surely.
>Can you bet on the chance that she'll make it out of this on her own?
>You... can't.
>Not yet.
>You go over to the girls and hug them.
>Pinkie needs somebody.
>You need somebody.
>Because you've never felt more alone than right now.
 
End Day 21+
 
>You wake up in Applejack's bed.
>Wait...
>Oh, right.
>She invited you to stay the night.
>It was probably better that way.
>After learning about Pinkie...
>You needed each others company more that ever.
"Mornin', Anon..."
>You kiss Applejack and stare at the ceiling as she cuddles into you.
"Ah... Are you ok?"
>You're feeling a little better.
>But how much better can it get?
>Pinkie is dying...
>That's... that's not right.
"Ah know that we can't... we can't do anythin' to help her, but... Ah hate it. This ain't fair."
>You know that.
>The helplessness sucks, but...
>All you can do is hope.
>You start drifting back to sleep.
>Sleep is the only relief you can get now.
>Pinkie...
 
End Day 21+
 
Pinkie Pie Arc: ???
 
Twilight rapport up!
Redheart rapport up!
Applejack rapport up!
 
Defeated Blueblood
Rescued Pinkie from C.U.M.
however...
Pinkie is dying...