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Universal Apocalypse Life: Episode 3: How neon Got His Hat Back Part 1

Episode 3: How Neon got His Hat Back Part 1:

Well, I suppose it’s time again for another entry into this living nightmare huh? Just another day in “paradise”… or should I say “Neon’s Paradise.” And Neon’s Paradise is pretty fucking badly compared to third countries, let’s put it like that. But I suppose it isn’t all bad. For starters, me and the guys are still alive… and when I mean by alive, we’re being kept hostages right now. And no one is going to come and rescue us just like that classic Iran Hostage Crises. And there’s no Ben Affleck coming to our rescue now.

But even then, someone like him would be a god send right now, anybody really who could come to our aide would be a god send, yet it is not I’m afraid. Well, let’s get the journal entry underway before Neon finds out what I’m doing, I don’t think he likes me noting everything that has happened down. Or else I’m a dead man… dead pony… whatever…

Well if you were thinking this next part starts off at night and at the Party Store, with Mac sitting at a round table, with a weird look on his face and maybe a cheese eater hat or some shit like that, looking and seeing beyond the fourth wall and into another dimension and saying, “This is a love story, about faces,”

Then you would a dead wrong mother fucker. And it’s because it doesn’t start off like that, what do you think this is, some kind of… parody show or story on some fan fiction website or something like that? Then you are out of your damn mind. I mean if that was the case, then I think I would start having a breakdown about my existence, I mean I can’t just exist as words in some guy’s computer screen… can I?

Ok never mind, so it starts off with all of us at the Party Store, sitting around, except for Neon cause he was somewhere else, being miserable as usual.

And Jack was moping around, sitting at one of the seats at the counter area on his back with a look of despair on his face and he asked out loud to everyone, “Oooohhhh, when will this nightmare come to an end?”

I then said as I was sitting down at one of the corner booths, putting my right hoof on my face, looking bored, “Just embrace the struggle, we will all go out easier that way.”

Forrest then said as he was on his back on the floor, “Do we go out easier?”

I then responded to him with a depressed look in my eyes and a slight sigh, “Honestly… I really don’t know anymore.”

Arrell then blurted out as he was looking out at one of the windows out into the apocalypse, “Why can’t we just pull out? Why can’t we just cut and run? We’ve been here for so long, wasted so much time, and probably cost the lives of whoever is out there still alive in this mess, don’t you think it’s time we just leave? I mean it feels like we have been here for twenty years and nothing was accomplished.”

Mac who was sitting right next to Jack at the counter top area while looking a little curious and realization look on his face and then said, “Yeah, why can’t we just leave in the middle of the night without telling anypony about it?”

I then said to the guys, “Well that’s fucking stupid. I don’t know who would be stupid enough to do a thing like that.”

And then I looked over to a blank wall, almost like I could see somewhere beyond the fourth wall myself. And in my head, I think I had just made a reference to something to somebody in some universe. And then that was interrupted by Neon as he had just came out of the back with his usual, smiling, psychopathic demon face on him like always.

And he was behind the counter, looking at Mac and said to him, “Hey Mac buddy, can you come to the back with me and help me out with something?”

Mac then surprisingly in a clam and quick fashion said to Neon, “Yeah ok, sure thing.”

And he then got off his pony ass, with a curious look on his face I might add, and walked behind the counter and followed Neon into the back. And then a few seconds of silence went by and there was silence. And then after that few seconds of silence, we then heard loud roars of machines that sounded mortorized and had very scary and pointy ends to them as we heard slice and dicing and Mac screaming out in agony in the back.

He was yelling out in pain, “AHHHHHHH! OH MY CELESTIA THIS FUCKING HURTS LIKE A MOTHER FUCKER! OW! DON’T TOUCH THAT! THAT’S IMPORTANT NEON!”

and we could all hear Neon say to Mac, “SORRY!”

And then we heard more of slicing and dicing and then it was over and few seconds of silence came to us a little bit more. And then that was ended as Neon came walking out with a smile on his face and with Mac’s literal skinned face. And then he looked over to Jack as Jack as well as all of us had surprised, yet disgusted looks on our faces.

Anyways, Neon went over to Jack and put the face on the counter top and said to Jack, “Now put your silly new Nightmare Night mask on Jack!”

Jack then had a look of determination in his eyes as he said to him, “No! It’s not even close to that season yet and…”

Jack was then quickly cut off by Neon as he then turned into that demonic black monster of himself like from the last couple of times where all of his body is blacked out, grows in size a bit, and he has red eyes and shit while saying to Jack while pounding on the counter top with force, “Put the fucking face on Jack or else I’m going to rip yours off and feed it to my pet Gibbly!”

Jack then had a look of terror on his face as he then put Macs skinned face on without remark as Neon then quickly went back to his normal self… kind of quick if you get what I’m saying.

And as the bloody, smelly skinned face covered Jack’s face and as he tried to put on a forced smile on for Neon, Neon then responded back to Jack with “Thank you!”

And then Mac walked out of the back, all calmly and shit, just without his face so you could imagine how we could see all of his muscles and exposed teeth and eye balls, yet he didn’t seem to be in pain. In fact I don’t know if he noticed if he still had a face on or not.

But he then came out strolling like nothing had happened to him and asked us all, “Hey guys, what are you all doing?”

Mac then looked at Jack and noticed something and said, while rubbing his exposed chin and having a curious look on his face, “Hey, you look different Jack. Did you get a haircut?”

Jack didn’t respond, he just stared at Mac, with his forced smile still on, but I’m willing to bet you could guess what was going through his fire filled head at the moment.

But Mac then continued to talk and said, “Wait a minute! That looks just like my face! It looks good on you Jack, where’d you get it?”

Jack didn’t respond, he continued to stare at Mac in silence with his forced smile on.

Neon then suddenly busted out some more of Mac’s skinned alive faces, I’m guessing he had made some copies somehow cause he is Neon after all, and then yelled out to us all, “I’ve got face masks for all of my friends!”

And then he threw them up in the air and each skinned face landed in front of us for all to wear. But none of us put on the face right away as we just had surprised and worried looks on our faces. We stared at the skinned faces, then back to Neon, then back at the skinned face, and then back to Neon who then leaned in a little closer without a word pretty much signifying that if we didn’t do what he told us to do, we’re going to be paying for it somehow. So with that response in mind, we immediately put on the skinned face of Mac and put forced smiles on a faces in silence just like Jack.

And with that being said, Mac saw all of this, was a little bit confused as to what was going on, and started to look a little disappointed and sad as he then said to us all while pointing his right hoof to all of us, “Oh, I see that... all of you also have the faces like me as well … he he… it looks good on all of y’all too… I guess…”

And then Mac’s head started to go low as he walked around the counter.

As he was walking around the counter, Neon shouted out to all of us, “It’s time to start cleaning up my friends! We need to make this place sparkle with the blood of the innocents before the TV crew get here to show off my baking skills!”

Of course the skeletons were going to come, and Neon wanted us to clean up this rotten hell hole for him. But we weren’t in the mood to oppose Neon and his wrath, so we grabbed whatever that was lying around since Neon didn’t really notice what we did anymore when it came to his demands... some of the time anyways, and we started cleaning.

Cleaning whatever that we saw that was in front us like for me example, I was just wiping down one of the booth tables with a dirty rag while Forrest was cleaning the ceiling with a dead rat’s body. Arrell was cleaning the counter with his hooves, and Jack was pretending to clean the walls with a mop.

As for Mac, he was trying to clean one of the windows with a piece of paper that read, “HELP ME,” from a survivor of Neon’s World that was surely dead by now. And Neon was walking around, making sure we were doing… something… and then spotted Mac with his smile always and noticed how he was down in the dumps and giving a sigh every now and then.

So Neon went up behind him and asked him while placing his left hoof on his back, “What’s wrong there buddy?”

Mac then explained to him, “Oh… I’m not feeling too good.”

Neon the offered him, “Why don’t you come up to the counter and tell me about it?”

And so Mac stopped what he was doing, dropped the piece of paper, and followed Neon to the counter were Neon jumped beyond the counter and started making Mac something to eat. As Mac was sitting down and trying to explain to Neon his problem, Neon pulled out a bowl, put two amputated testicles from some guy he must have killed, put children’s blood over it and put sprinkles to top it off with some bone marrow in a whip cream form and an eyeball on top for a Neon Sundae.

As Neon was doing this, Mac was saying to Neon, “Ever since the guys got faces like mine, I haven’t been feeling too good. I mean I like they are trying to go with my look and all, it looks good on them, but it makes me feel like I’m not special anymore. I’m supposed to be special, more special than Applejack. I feel like I’m stuck and I don’t know what to do.”

He was saying all of this while keeping his head low and sitting on his pony ass on the chair.

As soon as he was done, Neon then suggested to Mac, “Well what you need is a new face!”

Mac then said to Neon, “I do?”

I then looked back at the two and asked Neon, “Are you suggesting he goes out and cut off other people’s faces off?”

Neon then turned back into his demonic form real quick and yelled at me with a threatening stance and glare over at me, “GET BACK TO WORK KNIGHT!”

I then let out a little yelp and turned my head back to what I was doing and just listened in on the conversation.

Back to Neon and Mac, Neon then pulled out two faces and he said to him, “Her, try this one!”

Neon then slapped a skinned face on to Mac’s face, and this face was a bit familiar, thankfully Forrest wasn’t looking as it was Rainbow Dash’s skinned face. Now granted it could have been Factory Dash’s face for all I knew, but it was defiantly a Rainbow Dash’s skinned face that Neon slapped on to Mac’s faceless face.

And as Mac was still trying to process as to what was happening, Neon said to him, “You could be the face of an airplane going into the One World Trade Center!”

Mac then started to think about it in his head I suppose, as he had a little smile form on his face with his left hoof on his chin. And I suppose you could imagine Mac flying like Rainbow Dash into a building like the One World Trade Center.

But then that little smile of his disappeared as he then looked back to being depressed as he took the face and put it back on the counter top and said to Neon, “No, I don’t think that would work out.”

Neon then grabbed that other face and slapped it on Mac’s face with a fart sound attached to it and said, “Well why not be a firepony then Mac, where you could put the flames of all the screaming souls that I just burned as the ponies cry for help!”

Neon had slapped the face of a fire fighter pony, only catch was that this face was all burned to a crisp, but Mac didn’t seem to have noticed it. And once again, Mac had a little smile form on his face and was probably thinking of himself trying to put out fires and such.

But then that face disappeared as he then once again took the face off and put it back on the counter top and said in a sad tone, “That won’t work either. What about a face that would send me to the moon?”

Neon then said, “You mean Doge? GME? AMC?”

Mac then said to him, “No, I mean up to the moon and space that would be cool.”

Neon then said, “Sorry, we never went to the moon and it was nothing but Nevada! So that face doesn’t exist!”

Mac then sighed and said, “Oh… ok…”

and then Mac sat there for a bit thinking, but then stopped and asked Neon, “Is there a face that says I’m in an identity crisis?”

Neon then said with a smile, “Sorry Mac, I’m a good Christian Pony, I don’t believe in trans faces cause that is immoral.”

And then Mac then said while hanging his head low still, “Oh… ok then…”

And then he got off his pony ass and started walking out of the Party store, yet Neon didn’t stop him, he just let him go. As for the rest of us, we stopped doing our work and watched what was happening. And as soon as Mac was out the door, Neon looked to all of us, pounded his right hoof on the counter with a littler serious look in his eyes, and we all got back to work.