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</div><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="Anon_-_A_Chaos_Servant">Anon - A Chaos Servant</span><a href="Anon_-_A_Chaos_Servant#/editor/1" title="Edit section: Anon - A Chaos Servant" data-section="1" class="edit-page icon icon-32px icon-edit enabled">Edit</a></h3><div>
<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are anon</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And right now you are taking a stroll through the midnight Canterlot</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why are you out this late? One might ask</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well this walk is just to clear your mind off of one of your girl schoolmates</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity to be precise.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That slender body</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;them hips</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;and that ass oh my god</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;and she just shut you down today</span><br />&quot;Hah you? On a date with me? Not a chance anon. Learn the hierarchy of the food chain first, dear.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;everyone in the school laughed at you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are so embarassed you wouldn't care if you fell into a hole right now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And the worst part of it? Later that day you saw her with that asshole Rover.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's dumb as shit bud damn he is big as a brick shithouse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You heard her admiring that big sentient pile of meat</span><br />&quot;Oh darling, you are so built. Unlike that little loser Anonymous. He even asked if I would go out with him tonight! Imagine that&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;And that stupid slob just nodded and stared at her knockers.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why do all the stupid shits get girls? Why isn't there a girl who goes after brains?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And I don't mean in the zombie way.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Stupid Rarity</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Who the hell does she think she is?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If you could just show her somehow...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After a while you lift your head up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wait a minute, this isn't Canterlot</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Way too many trees for that.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh shit is this the Everfree?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You heard drug addicts and serial killers meet in here every night.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And you don't know how did you get here</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well done anon. You truly are incompetent.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You go through the forest for a while</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are completely fucking lost.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly, you hear steps behind you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's some old guy with a walking cane</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;I hope it's not a fucking pedophile.</span><br />&quot;Well hello there young man. What are you doing here at this hour?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He looks retarded</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;2 color pants</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;each trouser a different color</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And that hat looks like it has... stag horn on it?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;what the fuck</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh well, better answer him.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, uh hi. I am... taking a walk I guess?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I hardly see anyone these days 'just taking a walk' around these parts. You are lost aren't you?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;If you say yes he will definetly drag you to his cottage and butfuck you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Uh, no. Definetly no. I know my way around.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Ah that's good to know. But being here is the least of your problems am I correct?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;wat</span><br />&quot;You were thinking about a girl. Rarity was it?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;okay now is this conversation getting more than a little weird</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What the fuck are you a stalker?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh no. You were thinking about proving yourself to her weren't you? I can give you strength to impress not just her, but everyone in your lowly little school&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You back up faster</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So you are magical fairy grandpa?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Oh please, I am not a magician. I am merely proposing a trade. I can show you how to get stronger&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;And what do you want in return?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Nothing major. Just a few favours. I can give you some of the promised strength right now if you want to.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;yeah right. as if</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is that so? Go ahead give it to me.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Okay. Give me your hand&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You oblige</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He inspects your thin arm with some interest</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are definetly getting raped now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh well. Life is shit anyway.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He takes out a knife and passes it to you</span><br />&quot;Take it. And if you will want more strength, all you have to do is to draw your blood with it. But that will seal the deal.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then he walks away.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Okay, seems like you got yourself a knife.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's good. Now you can probably put up a fight if some druggie jumps you.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you see light through the treetops.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You head home.</span><br /><br />Next day<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel like shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your old clothes look worse</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well that was a weird evening</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You take the knife out</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The blade is really well sharpened</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The handle is dark red</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It has this weird symbol on it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still what the fuck did that guy talk about?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seal the deal? Cutting yourself?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are no fucking edge emo fag.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You go into the bathroom, do the classical morning routine</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit,shover,shave</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You put your clothes on and head to school.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Man you fucking hate this place.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everyone's an asshole</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Teachers especially</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You go to your Math class</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You see Rarity.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you sigh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Man, you will never get a piece of that ass</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You gotta figure something out.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;few clases pass by, lunch break</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You go to your locker.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly you feel someone is standing behind you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Here we go again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another fucking day in the shitty life of a god damn high schooler</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn around</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;see Curly Winds</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;this faggot again</span><br />&quot;Sup anon. Heard it didn't work out with your date yesterday huh?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jesus, fuck off</span><br />&quot;Anyway, I am kinda hungry. How about you invite me for a lunch?&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Normally you would just bow your head down and pay the fucker</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not today</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Piss off asshole.&quot;</span><br />&quot;How rude. Maybe I should give you a lesson in manners?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh boy here we go.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another damn asskicking</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well you can at least try to stand up to him</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You see his fist coming from the left</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's slow. You can block that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stop his incoming arm with your left forearm</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It hurts a bit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You really should get some meat around these bones</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Here comes another swing this time from the right</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You bow your head to dodge the blow</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It misses</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you see it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Eyes on the fucking prize</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's standing with his legs spread apart</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Target acquired</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You bow lower and ready your fist</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you strike upwards with all your might</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your fist meets his crotch with a satysfying smack.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Curly Winds curls up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He holds his balls</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's lying on the floor</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Crying like a little bitch</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That's what you get motherfucker.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Hell yeah.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look around</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You see a semi circle formed around you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All look at you with awe.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just won your first fight on this school</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel amazing</span><br />&quot;ANONYMOUS! TO THE DETENTION! NOW!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh shit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The principal is here.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are fucked.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But damn it was worth it.</span><br /><br />An hour later<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You sit in detention</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You look at your knife</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then at the clock</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still a long time to go</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start to pocket the knife when suddenly you hear a voice</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's coming through the ventilation shacht.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The vent if off but the voices are muffled</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You start to listen.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It must be the infarmary</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear a trio of voices.</span><br />&quot;That fuck just punched me in the nuts! We have to get that motherfucker for this&quot;<br />&quot;Yeah!&quot; Another voice answers.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You have no doubt. That is Bulk Biceps.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are fucked.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We ambush him. Right after he gets out of the detention&quot; Third voice suggests.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are so very fucked.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What now? The second you get out is when you get your ass beat.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You think for a moment then you remember what that old geezer said yesterday.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;More strength if you cut yourself with it? It's worth a shot right?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You will have a few more scars after today anyway so fuck it.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cut yourself in the shoulder.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You feel intense pain</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Shit shit shit shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then a voice sounds in your head.</span><br />&quot;The pact is made. You will obey me. And in return I will give you strength!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fuck yes. You feel the sensation in your body</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are fucking pupmed</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The bell rings, announcing the end of classes and the end of your detention</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You step out of school. And just around the corner you get stopped by them.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The three assholes surround you, cracking their knuckles.</span><br />&quot;Ready to die, you little shit?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your body is ready</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Curly throws a punch. Again from the left.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He never learns does he?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stop his arm again but this time you start to make it into a leverage.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You push a bit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It obviously hurts him</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you get your neck hold by a masculine arm</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then Ted steps in front of you and punches you in the stomach</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get lower and try to throw Bulk off of you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You din't manage to throw him off but now both of you are on the ground</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You see a bootheel</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quickly move to the side and you hear a crunch as Ted's boot crushes Bulk's nose.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stand up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then you get hit in the head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Then a hailstorm of kicks and strikes swarm you.</span><br /><br />Some time later<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wake up in.... a garbage bin</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The pain kicks in</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are messed up pretty bad</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everything hurts</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Also everything smells bad</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Time to get out</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You open the garbage bin's doors and crawl out</span><br />&quot;Eep!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You turn to the source of the sound</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You see a very cute girl with long pink hair</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You recognize her. That's Fluttershy.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She always tried to give you some fliers after school.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You never cared.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And now you stand in front of her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Beaten</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Blodied</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Smelling awful</span><br />&quot;Um excuse me mister, but... why were you in that bin?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She must think you are some kind of teenage hobo</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;To be fair, you can't really blame her, given your actual state.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can't think of an answer</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just want to go home</span><br /><br />&quot;Oh my, you are bleeding. Here, let me help you&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;She takes a small cleaning alcohol bottle out of her purse and starts cleaning your wounds</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You still remain silent</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Is it because you are so tired or are you just so socially retarded?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;I mean she has the 'silent girl' reputation and yet she's the only one talking</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She finishes cleaning your cuts</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Thanks, Fluttershy&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her eyes widen in horror</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And now you terrified her. Great.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She starts backing up</span><br />&quot;H-how do you know my name?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;We go to the same school. We have biology classes together.&quot;</span><br />&quot;A-anon?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her voice is so weak right now.</span><br />&quot;What happened to you?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;It would actually seem like she is actually concerned about you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;I guess there's no point in hiding your defeat. I mean this is not the first time you got your ass kicked and shoved into a garbage bin.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I got beaten up. And then I got thrown in there.&quot; You point at the bin.</span><br />&quot;That's terrible! You should go tell someone!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, I would rather not. I know what happens to tell tales.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Um, in that case, maybe you would like to talk sometime? I spend most of my time at the animal shelter. If you don't mind I mean.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Why not. But for now, I really want to go home. See you later.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Um, take care!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;With that you go home</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You quietly open the door and look around</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looks like the coast is clear</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If your mother saw you, she would probably ask questions</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't want that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You slip into the bathroom undetected</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After cleaning your body and treating the rest of your injuries you retreat to your room</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You spend the rest of the day playing Hotline Mareiami 2</span><br /><br />Next day<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wake up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Aaand you feel even worse.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Everything hurts.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sometimes you really hate that hell hole.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After doing your morning routine you head to school</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fluttershy was really nice to you yesterday.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Odd, considering she never even talked to you despite being in the same class</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe she's like that to everyone?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, whatever.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Here come the gates of hell.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Passing through the hallways you notice something odd.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Every other person is looking at you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Almost every group you pass start whispering excitedly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You even hear some laughs</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still nothing new.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sometimes it feels like you get laughed at by the whole school.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You get in class, keeping your head down low, trying to ignore other people's comments.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;During one of the classes a small ball of paper lands on your desk.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It contains a crude drawing of a stick man with stink lines. There's even a small arrow pointing at stickman's head. A small writing reads &quot;anon&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah real fucking original.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What is this? Elementary?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hear snickering.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;These guys have shit for brains.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You try to ignore everyone for the rest of the day.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;In the afternoon it's time to go back home again.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly you hear panting behind you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh look, it's your fat schoolmate called simply &quot;Big boy&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's a real fat ass</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It looks like he's been running to catch up with you</span><br />&quot;Hey anon, stop&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You stop so he can catch up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He's breathing really heavily.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What's up Big boy?&quot; you ask.</span><br />&quot;Hey, I saw yesterday's fight. You sure showed that asshole what happens if you keep bullying people.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hmph.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You don't really want to admit you got beaten after school.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's a good thing not everyone knows what happened afterwards.</span><br />&quot;Anyway, would you like to hang out today?I have some games we could play together. It's friday night, motherfucker!&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;vidya</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;with another person</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;and not through the internet</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This has never happened to you until today.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you are still hurting from yesterday's beat up.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yeah, sure I would love to but-&quot;</span><br />&quot;Good day gentlemen! Would you like to test the new products of our company?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you want to tell the salesman to fuck off, you realize something.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You know that voice.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You raise your head and see the guy from the day before yesterday.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the hell does he want?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Cutting with his knife didn't do shit.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You just got your ass beat.</span><br />&quot;I have a healing lotion for any injuries. You will be better, faster, stronger!&quot;<br />&quot;And how much do you want for that?&quot; Big boy replies.<br />&quot;Oh it's a free sample. We want to propagate our new company so we give out things for free!&quot; The old guy exclaims,<br />&quot;But for you, I have a special thing: A box of cookies from our sister company! Also, entirely free!&quot;<br />&quot;Oh sweet. Free food.&quot; Big boy says happily<br />&quot;But beware. You might get... fat after these.&quot;<br />&quot;I don't care. I already am fat.&quot; Big boy scoffs not giving any fucks.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well this is nice and all, but we really should get going&quot; you say while walking slowly away.</span><br />&quot;Of course! Just take the lotion with you! And remember, next time you go shopping search for Discorp!&quot; The old man shouts as you make your hasty retreat.<br />&quot;What an awefome guy&quot; Big boy says while eating the cookies.<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Don't talk with your mouth full. Geez.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He gulps down the cookie</span><br />&quot;Yeah, yeah. So what about the games? You coming?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Eh, okay. I don't really have anything else to do anyway.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The two of you head through the city's suburbs until you arrive to a small house.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's kinda similar to the house you live in.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As soon as you enter the house, Big boy suddenly widens his eyes.</span><br />&quot;Excuse me for a moment&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He runs to what you suspect is a bathroom.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He runs actually pretty quickly.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Like damn. You never thought you would see this much mass propelling itself at such velocity.</span><br /><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You explore the house a bit</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;No invading private looking areas though.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Seems like his old folks are working at the moment.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;The house seems a bit lifeless</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Except for the sounds that echo from the bathroom.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey, are you okay?&quot;</span><br />� � &quot;Nah dude, I think I'm going to shit my intestines out. Maybe you should just go.&quot;<br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You knew this day way too nice to be true.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So, another time then?&quot;</span><br />� � &quot;Yeah, later. Hnnngh!&quot;<br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;With that you leave Big boy to his cookie induced suffering.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You leave his house and head home.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;At home you try the lotion</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Fuck it smells bad</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;And it stings a little as you smear it.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;But if he said it helps...</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You just hope it won't fuck you over.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;During dinner, mother makes a few remarks on how pale you are, and that you should go out on sunlight more.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;After a short while you head to bed early.</span><br /><br />� � Saturday<br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Wake up feeling.... surprisingly fresh actually.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You step out of bed and stretch a little.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You feel great.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You check your body and notice two things</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;First, your bruises are gone and cuts left behind only small scars.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Second, there's a weird symbols burnt into your shoulder.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;It looks exactly like the symbol on the knife.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;How the hell didn't you notice this before?</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Well, doesn't matter. You'll just hide it.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You wear a t-shirt most of the time anyway.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Have some breakfast, head back to your room.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Start playing some games.</span><br /><br />� � � � <span class="co4">&gt;After an hour playing you get bored as fuck.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You feel really energetic today</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You could go out for a jog</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Never have been out jogging before though</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Sports aren't exactly your style.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Well, there's a first time for everything</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You drag a pair of trecking shorts out of the closet and wear them.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You really haven't worn them for some time now.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You go out and start running</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;There's not really a path you would have in mind so you just run through the neighbourhood.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;After half a mile you are panting slightly, but that's really an improvement</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Usually you would have been breathing heavily at this point.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;After half a mile more you start to run out of breath</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Nevertheless, you head on</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;After quarter a mile you finally give up.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Not a bad distance, all things considered.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;And you feel kinda... happy?</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;That's weird. You didn't really like excercise before. Huh maybe you were wrong about some stuff.</span><br />� � &quot;Um, anon? Is that you?&quot;<br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, hello Fluttershy. What are you doing out here?&quot;</span><br />� � &quot;The animal shelter is just around the corner. My, you are sweaty. Here, have some water&quot;<br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You were getting really thirsty. That's really kind of her.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;She inspects your body as you drink the water.</span><br />� � &quot;Oh, your bruises look healed. That's good.&quot;<br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;Why the hell does she even care about your bruises and cuts? Nobody usually gives a damn.</span><br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Do you get a lot of visitors at the shelter on weekends?&quot;</span><br />� � &quot;Not a lot, but I should be there by now. Bye.&quot;<br />� � <span class="co4">&gt;You say your goodbye to Fluttershy and head back home.</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;a few weeks pass</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Big boy returns to school after a few days of absence</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;said he was sick</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;still you played some of that vidya you were promised earlier</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;big boy is a beast at vidya</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;but he's cool, shared snacks</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;now he's the only guy you can really call a friend</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lunch break</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you walk around the cafeteria</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;jocks looking at you from their table smirking</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;fucking pieces of shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you hope they all break their legs or arms</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;or both</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;next table are the &quot;fashonistas&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;pretentious stupid cunts</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;they don't even notice you walk by</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you are just thin air to them</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;dumb bitches only care about two things&#160;: make up and jocks</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;giggling annoyingly while talking about either</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;next up: Drama kids</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;tried to join them once</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;even they laughed at you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;called you a poser</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;those pieces of filth don't even know how to recite Shakespeare properly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;irony loves stupidity</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you start to walk faster passing a few more tables</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;then you hear one of the musicians talk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...I invented a new riff! It's so awesome! Check it out!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;he plays the song from his mobile's speakers</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;speaker sound is horrible</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;the riff itself is shit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;they all start circlejerking each other</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;egoistic pricks</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you finally reach the dispensing window, grab your lunch and sit down next to Fat boy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;he's stuffing all that food inside him like there's going to be a famine tomorrow</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;no wonder he gains mass these days</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;fucks given by him = 0</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you also dig in</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you need to sustain all the muscle mass you've collected so far</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;weird. they all said gaining muscle would be slow</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;guess they were wrong</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;your eating is interrupted by spotting the crown jewel of all degeneracy and hedonism on the school</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Rarity</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;with a fresh guy in tow</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;last few guys who were seen with her seem kinda out of it lately</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;like she sucked the life out of them</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;her dicksucking game must be strong</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hey anon, do you see that? Rarity catched another poor guy&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah, I can see that. Fucking whore&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I heard she has some sort of secret club downtown.&quot;</span><br />&quot;And people like us are never invited&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;A lot of people are not invited. Still, I wonder what it's like to be at one of these&quot;</span><br />&quot;Probably shit. Filled with dumb chicks and horrible food&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Ugh. I hate when they have those fancy snacks. They are so small and taste terrible.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anyway gotta go. See you later Anon!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;he already finished his food</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;that guy should do eating competitions</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;neverminding that you finish your food and spend the rest of your day imagining ripping Rarity to shreds.</span><br /><br />Later that day<br /><span class="co4">&gt;In middle of your routing jog</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly you stop</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That figure over there seems familiar</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just your fucking luck</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It's that bitch again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is this the place, Rarity?&quot; You hear a male voice</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes darling, this is it. And please, don't be so loud&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;They disappear in a building</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So this is their &quot;secret club&quot; huh?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you think it's time you stopped by</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You approach the building but there is a bouncer in front of the door</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;guy looks buff</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;like a lot</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you are guessing steroids</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;choosing the direct appraoch, you walk up to him</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Invitation?&quot;</span><br />&quot;I have none. What is this place?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You notice his eyes are glistening and he sniffs alot</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;This is a private estabilishment. Please leave&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even the fucking nobody bouncers tell you what to do</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;fuck this life</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Despite wanting to try your luck with him, you comply and go away as soon as he looks like giving out last warnings</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;on your way you notice a service door open in the back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;you can hear some of the music and other sounds of a party</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;they will get theirs</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;On your way back, you encounter Fluttershy again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She seems to be carrying something</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You catch up to her and offer her help</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, thanks Anon. I can really use the help&quot;</span><br />&quot;No problem. Why do you go through the night carrying such heavy stuff?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's food for the animals at the shelter. These poor baby bunnies get so nevous without their food.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So late, and she still cares about the animals.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Huh. She must really love the critters</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why isn't she with her friends though?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You can always see them in cafeteria together</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Anon, can I ,um, ask you a favor?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Sure. What do you need?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I need to stockpile some supplies at friday, and I noticed you are kinda strong so...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She blushes at the last line</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So cute.</span><br />&quot;Yeah sure. So, friday evening then?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Yes. They can't deliver on weekends so it must be by then.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yeah okay, but, why don't you go out with friends? After all it is friday night&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, um, they never invited me anywhere. But I don't mind. I am sure they have something important to do.&quot;</span><br />&quot;Important? Like what?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Rarity always says she has to 'manage' some place...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Yeah right. Like her crotch. Or perhaps she has to manage all the drugs she does while screwing another football player.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...,Sunset is always at home and doesn't respond to messages, and Rainbow Dash has soccer practice.&quot;</span><br />&quot;So all alone on the fridays then?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Not really. My animal friends are always there for me.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Well, this is the place. Thanks anon, and see you at friday!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With these words she walks off dragging the heavy bag of food</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Well, that was pleasant.</span><br /><br />Next day at Fat boy's place<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Instead of playing games, you explain to him what you saw</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So that's where the club is. Huh.&quot;</span><br />&quot;But the bouncer is a real piece of shit. We need to figure out a way to get in.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Didn't you say there is a back entrance?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Yes. But I imagine it opens from inside. Besides there is probably some staff on the other side.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So? They will probably just get in the bouncer's way.&quot;</span><br />&quot;So you suggest rushing it?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What else can we do?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Guess you are right. Now we only have to decide when.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What about friday night? There's bound to be a lot of people there then.&quot;</span><br />&quot;No, I already have plans. What about saturday?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Saturday seems okay, but what plans?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Helping a certain yellow girl &quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, Fluttershy? What are you going to help her with?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Something in the shelter. Now, how about some Mortal Kombat?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;After hastily changing the subject, you proceed to play video games with him</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even playing the games makes you angry</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anything makes you kinda pissed off these days.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wonder why.</span><br /><br />Friday night<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are walking to the shelter</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're kinda looking forward to this</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;there she is</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;already noticed you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she was waiting for you. that's nice</span><br />&quot;Hey Fluttershy, so what do you want to help with?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hello anon. I will, um, show you. Follow me please&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You follow her</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;she shows you a lot of crates</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;a lot means a fuckton</span><br />&quot;Whoa. That's alot of stuff. What is in these anyway?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Some supplies to take care of the animals. You don't mind helping me right?&quot;</span><br />&quot;Of course not Flutters. Let's get to it&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;you start to pick up crates an carry them around</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;they are heavy but lately you don't have so much problem with carrying heavy stuff around</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;after a while you notice something small and glistening</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;it's some kind of weird cage</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;polished to perfection</span></div></div>




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