Mechanical Ponies
The Dope Show (Omega)
Previous ChapterNext ChapterThis story is about how the world stopped working correctly. My name is Omega. I'm a famous Musician and I can't go anywhere without a pony shoving a camera in my face, or being ogled at by mindless, desperate mares. I suppose some of this can be endured, but It gets so aggravating after the first few blind dates that end with an "Ejaculation and Evacuation" as I like to call it.
During these encounters I've developed a drug problem. But I wouldn't call LSD a drug, but a medicine. Hell, I might as well make myself as white as the world we live in. I write songs for the band I'm in, The Mechanical Ponies. Nobody gets that we named it for a statement. They just see us as entertainment and don't listen to our lyrics. Just the music and the sounds.
It's like an old band once said. People hearing without listening. I guess it's always been this way. Too bad it's never gotten better. This world is full of hypocrites. They claim to love songs with strong messages, but never show it. For instance, Somepony may say they care about others, but really they only care when they're pretty or dead. Or, like me, Both at once. This is the Dope Show, and it's a traveling circus that will never end.
Still think I'm exaggerating? Once at an autograph signing, I had somepony come up to me whom I remember from high school. He claimed he didn't remember the times he would put me down, and victimize me. He also seemed to think that I forgot as well. I didn't say anything though. He didn't even remember going to high school with me. If he ran into me a few years ago, he wouldn't have asked for an autograph. He would put me on my ass. But it's not like I'm a normal pony anymore.
I'm famous, and there's no going back. I am Omega, and I'm one of the biggest stars in The Dope Show.
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