Equestria Divided: Laugh With Me
by Allsmiles
First published
When the Houses took power, things went to Tartarus in a hoofbasket in Equestria. Racism was rampant, bloodshed was everywhere, and war was a constant. The full-scale war waged between the Earthborn and the Moon and Star wrecked the land, and made widows, widowers, and orphans of countless ponies.
The ever-encroaching Everfree, held barely at bay by the Earthborn and Stormwing, loomed like a nightmare on the horizon, threatening to extend its branches over the world and consume them all. The Stormwing launched vicious guerilla raids and deep-strikes into territory all over Equestria, butchering Pegasi that did not happen to share their diehard allegiance to the departed Princesses. Whitegold kept its spies and assassins in full swing, forcing everypony to play by their rules or wind up on a hit-list.
Moon and Star enslaved. Earthborn cut off horns. The Everfree abandoned all civility, and the Stormwing got lost in the past. The Whitegold were greedy, shifty, and treacherous. Bandits raided and rebels rebelled, and mercenaries made a fortune off of the misery. But of all of the factions, by far the worst, was the Cult of Laughter. A faction of maniacs, serving a strange demonic deity known as the Laughing Mare, and worshipping the corpse of Pinkie Pie. Insane necromancers and demon summoners, fanatical zealots with the ability to warp minds and shift allegiances, they spread like a cancer across Equestria, infesting settlements, corrupting them, spreading mirth and whimsy on the edge of a dagger…
Divided into many sects and organizations with their own worship, the Cult operated almost randomly, with the only semblance of order and unification being the guiding hooves of the Prophets, the Laughing Mare’s select few to spread her word. The Laughing Mare speaks with very few after all, and only the most blessed can hear her… and in the Colterado sect, a young stallion, a dehorned unicorn with a heart full of whimsy and a mind as twisted as a licorice stick, has heard the Laughing Mare’s voice.
She has instructed him to go to Ponyville, his old flooded home, and live there amongst the ruins for a time. At least until he can hear the voices, and see the other ones… And then… The real fun can begin…
(This is based off of the Equestria Divided Lore. If you're unfamiliar, then I suggest looking it up, even if not to read this fic than just for fun. Here's the source material.
Equestria Divided
The idea behind this fic is based around commentator interaction, based off of the Ask "insert pony" Tumblr threads. The main character, the Cult stallion, is able to hear and see the commenting party. And nopony else can. He will listen to suggestions, answer questions, share his views on the world, and probably wind up killing a lot of ponies for the glory of the Laughing Mare.
The gore tag is there for safety and because I might wind up describing gore. The sex tag is there for the same reason. I'll likely make two separate chapters, one with the act and one with allusion to it if it comes up, however if somehow he winds up having sex, I'm going to describe it. Even if I don't like it, I'll still write it because I'll need to know what happened. So, two IFs… but gore's more likely.
Now while I like the idea of a crazed giggling maniac responding to voices in his head like a crazy person, I consider this a side project. Updating is going to be when I feel like it, and highly likely irregular. I'm doing this for fun, and hope you all have fun to, however I'll probably wind up taking my sweet time on posts. In short, don't expect consistency. With that said, I hope you enjoy.)
The ever-encroaching Everfree, held barely at bay by the Earthborn and Stormwing, loomed like a nightmare on the horizon, threatening to extend its branches over the world and consume them all. The Stormwing launched vicious guerilla raids and deep-strikes into territory all over Equestria, butchering Pegasi that did not happen to share their diehard allegiance to the departed Princesses. Whitegold kept its spies and assassins in full swing, forcing everypony to play by their rules or wind up on a hit-list.
Moon and Star enslaved. Earthborn cut off horns. The Everfree abandoned all civility, and the Stormwing got lost in the past. The Whitegold were greedy, shifty, and treacherous. Bandits raided and rebels rebelled, and mercenaries made a fortune off of the misery. But of all of the factions, by far the worst, was the Cult of Laughter. A faction of maniacs, serving a strange demonic deity known as the Laughing Mare, and worshipping the corpse of Pinkie Pie. Insane necromancers and demon summoners, fanatical zealots with the ability to warp minds and shift allegiances, they spread like a cancer across Equestria, infesting settlements, corrupting them, spreading mirth and whimsy on the edge of a dagger…
Divided into many sects and organizations with their own worship, the Cult operated almost randomly, with the only semblance of order and unification being the guiding hooves of the Prophets, the Laughing Mare’s select few to spread her word. The Laughing Mare speaks with very few after all, and only the most blessed can hear her… and in the Colterado sect, a young stallion, a dehorned unicorn with a heart full of whimsy and a mind as twisted as a licorice stick, has heard the Laughing Mare’s voice.
She has instructed him to go to Ponyville, his old flooded home, and live there amongst the ruins for a time. At least until he can hear the voices, and see the other ones… And then… The real fun can begin…
(This is based off of the Equestria Divided Lore. If you're unfamiliar, then I suggest looking it up, even if not to read this fic than just for fun. Here's the source material.
Equestria Divided
The idea behind this fic is based around commentator interaction, based off of the Ask "insert pony" Tumblr threads. The main character, the Cult stallion, is able to hear and see the commenting party. And nopony else can. He will listen to suggestions, answer questions, share his views on the world, and probably wind up killing a lot of ponies for the glory of the Laughing Mare.
The gore tag is there for safety and because I might wind up describing gore. The sex tag is there for the same reason. I'll likely make two separate chapters, one with the act and one with allusion to it if it comes up, however if somehow he winds up having sex, I'm going to describe it. Even if I don't like it, I'll still write it because I'll need to know what happened. So, two IFs… but gore's more likely.
Now while I like the idea of a crazed giggling maniac responding to voices in his head like a crazy person, I consider this a side project. Updating is going to be when I feel like it, and highly likely irregular. I'm doing this for fun, and hope you all have fun to, however I'll probably wind up taking my sweet time on posts. In short, don't expect consistency. With that said, I hope you enjoy.)