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"Ready?"

I think I am. I've never been doped up before. Octavia's out of the house for a while, and I figured I may as well hang with Lyra for a bit. Lyra came here on something fierce, as she had just tried out this weird new drug floating around on the street and wanted to share it. She said it did something like complement the magic in our cutie mark or something esoteric like that. I didn't wanna do it at first, but when I thought about how sick of a beat I make while doped up to the heavens, I kinda screamed with excitement on the inside.

"You gotta promise me you won't tell Bob Bob."

I laughed at her as she seemed too cute while she was high. Her magic constantly covered her horn, and she was standing up on two legs like those "humans" she was always talking about. She sat down for me to set my head in her lap so she could assist me in ingesting the drug correctly.

"Now, Vinyl... I want you to know this... You're my best friend, so I saved the best hit for you! I want you to stay strong and remember your ABCs because when the giant anteater tries to rape you, he's gonna want it Greek-styled yogurt. Just tell him you're a vegetarian and get on to Candy Mountain with Charlie so that you can find the giant diamond and go super to stop the evil dude with the gay mustache. Can I trust you with this? Vinyl?"

I found that as my head lay in her lap and my mouth was open wide, waiting for her to drop the drug in so I could get the high I wanted, I feared somepony may see me while I'm out of it. What if Octavia saw me like this? What if a filly saw me like this? What if I got so high that I lost all control of my body and end up killing myself like an idiot? That'd have been terrible. And if this drug was as hallucinogenic as Lyra were making it seem, then I was in for a trip I could not ever dream of dealing with. Not that I had ever tripped before or anything. This was my first time.

I was ready to drop the idea, but Lyra dropped the shroom laced with DMT and magic and forced me to chew and swallow it. I panicked for a bit, until after about thirty seconds when I finally calmed down and saw the studio room suddenly get much brighter and more colorful. The lights nearly blinded me, so I tried to use magic to grab my sunglasses which were beside me, but my vision blurred so bad that it looked like everything was melting. Lyra turned into an alicorn "human" right before me and drifted deeply into an opening crevice which opened within the couch cushions.

I sat up, breathing hard and having broken out of the trip, but I was sweating as if I were bleeding, and the trip made it seem like it were so. I screamed out for Lyra to help me, but she was twirling in circles and singing a song that my ears could not hear... but it immediately was dubstep, and I instinctively head banged as if my life depended on it, and I could not stop. I tried to stand up to run to the bathroom, to splash some cold water on my face, but the darkness within the rooms stretched on infinitely and to me ran a beast of white skin and angelic pegasus wings, eight of those fuckers. It was not a pony, but pony in the legs and face, but not crazy enough to be a draconequus. For some reason, I felt obligated to approach it, which I did.

"Are you scared?" he asked me in a womanizing voice that made me melt on the inside like chocolate. I could see an eight pack stepping down his abdomen and his strong legs folded, as he did not use them to walk, as he just flew with two of his wings. "My name is Thadduciel. You can call me Ciel if you like. I will be your escort through the Ready Express."

"How did I get here?!" I cried out, trying to turn back, but I found that I was within a white corridor and chained to the ceiling with a spinning wheel that slowly pulled me in Thadduciel's direction. I was drowning in a fear I could not comprehend created by fear of not being able to comprehend what was happening. I could feel the shrooms attacking my body like fighting in a war, and I threatened myself I'd vomit, but Thadduciel, with a wave of a hoof, stopped me and sped up my mobilization to entering the dark room ahead of the white corridor which I called the "bathroom" when I was sane.

I did not know what the hell I was getting myself into to begin with, but with tears in my eyes, falling like a twig in Thadduciel's presence of a godly figure, I could not begin to match up with what I was witnessing on Lyra's part. But... I found that with all this fear, I harbored a deep infatuation of Thadduciel as well as being scared twice to death of him.

I failed to mention that large eyes covered his wings and his front legs, and that his entire being while it was white, radiated a pale gray light that still blinded my eyes. I could not imagine how such a being was born, and the fact I was not vomiting out of this weird love and hatred and fear I had for him was out of question.

The dubstep was still blasting into my head as Thadduciel spoke what he had originally told me over and over. I was getting closer and closer to the darkness, and as I was paralyzed, I could not look away or move in the least. I could not even think right! What in Faust was I doing here? Who the hell is Thadduciel? Why the buck am I in this situation, high as a kite and possibly not even having made it to the bathroom in the real world?

I don't mind a little visuals, but when it gets this intense, especially for my first trip, I was feeling like a child who was in their first day of school. Like a demon in the presence of an angel. Wherever that analogy came from... I don't know, maybe it was the drug speaking for me. In this situation, the drug was doing everything as it was basically raping me.

Ready Express

By Eris H. Discordia

Going out of it can get you into it later on.