"Nicholson did what you're doing. You read the autopsy?"

"Shark attack."

"In this fucking building? He was chewed to death, his body was covered in synthetic lubricants and all Dante ever said was he was building the meanest motherfucking front line morale destroyer ever...his words."
-Death Machine (1994)

I'm gonna do it!

Stop! The hell do you think you're doing?!

ENDING THIS MADNESS BEFORE IT GETS WORSE!

M̶a̩d̖̻ͅn͝es̡̝̜͓̘s̙͈̞̤͚̥͜?̙̠!̵̙̩Can't we talk?

NO! I've seen enough! Oh, hello. You're probably wondering what's going on. Well, if you read the previous chapter (what is with this knowledge of chapters and the like?!), you're probably guessing I got my consciousness back. Naturally, instead of screaming like a maniac like last time, I had got down on my knees far from any civilian activity and positioned my sword to slice open my stomach.

I was basically a vessel for this awful voice. I didn't care where it came from. I just wanted it to die with me. Nobody else would be hurt. I mean, I could isolate myself, but that was a Hell I wasn't willing to endure. Honorable suicide was the only option.

And STOP playing 'Crawling in my Skin' and 'Bring Me to Life' simultaneously in my head, voice! It isn't convincing me to change my mind!

I don't get it. You're getting to have sex with the hottest girls in the land and now, you want to end your life just because things went off-script. Look, hear me out. Please.

Hmmm...well, you do seem sincere, all the sudden. If you truly want to gain one iota of trust between us, explain yourself. And, if there is a cure for what has befallen Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, I would like to know.

That whole goo thing? It shouldn't last too long. They'll return to normal is probably a day or two. If three days pass and they're not normal, I'll let you contact the nearest mage to help you out. Deal?

That does sound reasonable, but that doesn't change the fact that I likely traumatized them. I know for a fact I've hurt the feelings of that minotaur beyond the normal level of forgiveness.

Fuck him. He was an abrasive dickweed who yelled at Fluttershy. He was probably gonna knock her up and abandon her on the spot.

Kind of like what I'd expect you to do?

Come on. Work with me. Tell you what. I'll just let you take the drivers seat for today. Hell, I might not have you have to do anything for a while. I'm kinda exhausted, to be honest. So, consider this a break day. You've been through enough.

You...mean that? You are being awfully kind right now. I mean, I know you'll just take control of me one of these days, but...well, answer me this. If I seek answers behind my arrival and you, will you intervene?

Not even a little. It'll actually be kinda fun to see you try. Go into Ponyville and knock 'em dead.

Okay. Fine. I put away my sword. Happy now?

Just a heads up, if you killed yourself in an attempt to end me, what if I spread to the next person? What if I'm like an airborne virus? Or a mystical curse with sentience? Ever seen Trilogy of Terror?

An image flashed into my head and...don't ever do that again, okay? I don't want THAT as my introduction to human filmography.

Yeah. I'm sorry. That gave me nightmares as a kid. So, with that in mind, time to enter the mother of all peaceful towns. Plenty of work there!

I stood up and walked onto the path to Ponyville. I'll admit. I'm a bit flabbergasted at the mood whiplash too. One moment, I'm ready to off myself to stop anymore corruption from spreading. Suddenly, the voice starts acting all curt and actually sorry for once and allows me personal freedom. This...actually could be a nice change of pace. I could rectify the wrongs I have committed in his name now. I no longer have to hear him again.

I'm still here, you know.

Fair enough. Anyway, I got up to the entrance to the town, took a deep breath, and entered. I looked around myself and I was pleased with what I saw. It didn't have the natural beauty of nature all around it, but it certainly was cute. You had your standard market, standard, bakery, standard housing, bright colors (okay, that was a bit of a deviation from my description, but who cares anyway), standard terrified citizens-

Oh, yeah. They were looking at me as if Death himself had walked into town, searching for souls to take up or down. I looked around at the citizens. It was like a rainbow of shivering bodies. Plenty of colors, mane styles, and some exposed cutie marks to choose from. I'll admit. Some of their replies weren't exactly flattering.

"What is that thing?!"

"It's like one of those villains from that show my son watches."

"It's got a weapon!"

"Back away slowly and call the SWAT team. Tell them...shoot to kill."

They have guns in this world? I don't remember that.

I concur. I raised my claw, hoping to silence the masses. Unsurprisingly, they backed away a bit, thinking I was...I dunno, magic or something? Whatever. I spoke. "Greetings, citizens. I...am the Stranger. I hail from another world, seeking to aid you in whatever tasks you have in mind for me. I can do menial labor, rescue missions, hunts, birthday parties, and so forth. I wish not to hurt any of you."

"Is that true?" A beige horse creature asked. From the looks of it (reading glasses, vest, white/grey mane/tail, and vest), she looked like an official in power. "If you would, please take the costume off."

"Why does everyone think I...nevermind." I held up my claws. "Honest mistake, I know. I am not organic. I am purely mechanical. I guess I was built to serve and obey. Though, personally, I have a few preferences. I don't do meaningless murder or vandalism, for one thing. Or two."

"If you really mean that..." A stallion walked up to me and held a pickle jar in front of my face. "Open this."

"...that's it?" I asked. I couldn't help it. At first, I got why they were nervous. I wasn't exactly easy on the eye when it came to the scale of 'non-threatening-ness', but now, they were putting their trust in me over a pickle jar? The oldest favor in the book? "Well, if you insist."

With that, I easily opened it to thunderous applause. Hey, voice. Did you have anything to do with this? I'm detecting more mist, only this time, it's purple.

Well...maybe a little. Let's face it. I've got your back. I wasn't going to let you get chewed out by a confused batch of ponies.

You are a complicated entity, voice. You know that?

Well, I am aweso-I mean, you're awesome. Also, call me Aaron. 'Voice' isn't gonna cut it.

Aaron. What a peculiar name. This was an entity that could control my body and utilize it's every hidden capability for debauchery at best...and his name was Aaron. Maybe his real name was untranslatable, like it could break my mind if I tried to pronounce it. Oh, well. At least I got some answers. Is this what they call...bonding?

No. I must remind myself not to get attached to this entity. He caused me to commit unspeakable crimes not too long ago. Rest assured. I will be rid of him soon enough.

Anyway, they parted like the Red Sea as I strolled through town. Apparently, they just decided to accept me as a new resident. Fair enough. At least they weren't trying to bone me at once. If they did, I wouldn't have an ounce of fight in me by the end of the day. To be perfectly honest, I was at a loss as to what to do next. Here I was. Complete freedom was in my hands...and I didn't know what to do.

You know, I could always shake things up if you get bored. Because, as you're figuring out, reality is boring. Why not live the dream?

I'd rather figure out what MY dream is first. Where I belong in this world. I know I stick to the side of good, but where? Am a simple cog in the grand machine of life? To forever tend to the gears until I become obsolete? Or, worst of all, am I nothing but a sex bot meant to live out this voice's desires on unpredictable occasions? I can't help but ponder...

Quit your philosophy. I think someone's noticed your little proposal.

Really? I turned around and saw...huh. Not a horse creature this time.

Pony, you dunderhead. Pony! Calling them "horse creatures" is starting to grate on me.

I'm not sure which is more dignified. I think I'll stick with what my calculations bring up. For now, this was something different. It was a humanoid reptilian creature about my half my height with purple scales, green spines on the back, and a thick stature. He wasn't fat. Just thick in the hips and tail. Something that caught my eyes was the outfit. Those shorts looked WAY too tight and so was his...vest...t-shirt...hybrid. In terms of species, judging from a few catalogues that turned up in my memory...somehow...I think he was a...Drake.

Dragon.

Where are the wings?

Either he grows them or doesn't. Now, respond before he gives up on you. You're acting like a statue designed by a death metal sculptor.

Good point. "Um...hello, citizen." I spoke. "You've come for my services?"

"Oh! Yeah. Sure." The dragon responded, a bit nervous. "I have this friend and she's kinda working on something. I heard you're basically an alien, so you might have some insight."

"First of all, extraterrestrial." I stated. "Second, what do you mean? Have you found something else that came from the stars?"

"Yep. Landed right near the outskirts. You should have been there. Half the town was hiding in the barrels Applejack was tugging along." The drake smirked at that before going back to politeness. "Plus, it's made out of a ton of metal. Then again, I could be just jumping to conclusions, but maybe you could-"

"What are we waiting for?! I will gladly assist." I bowed. "Not only will this probably give you more insight on the object, but maybe I could find myself my own form of insight! A sense of identity? A new purpose? It's like it's my birthday! Let us be off!"

"...I rest my case." The drake raised an eyebrow. "You seem pretty pumped, so why don't you just follow me."

"Lead the way, sir...?" I held up my finger.

"Spike. Pleased to meet ya." He said before walking. "Here we go."

And so, with my spirit rekindled, I followed him. Deep inside, I prepared for disappointment. In terms of finding answers, my luck had been poor. Now, they were practically being speed-dialed to me. The voice's name, another object from space, and whatever may come next. Nevertheless, I remembered the old saying. I think it was 'Don't hatch your chickens before they count'. No, wait. Maybe 'Don't count your waterfowl before they awaken'? Aw, forget it.

Something was off, though. It seemed like, every-time we passed a group of men, he would sway his hips even more, letting the tightness of his suit handle the rest. I swore I could see the hint of panties underneath them. I even caught him blushing madly when a passing horse creature (I think one person called him Rumble in the crowd) gave him the thumbs up. To say nothing of what I caught him saying under his breath.

"So big and strong...if I'm lucky...maybe he'll think I'm pretty." He whispered to himself, his long spade-tail curling around his legs. I could only hope he wasn't talking about me. I mean, he certainly didn't look half-bad for a male creature. The perfect mix of thick and sleek, but that was besides the point.

Just so you know, I'm not doing a thing. I honestly thought Spike would still be obsessing over Rarity.

So, this is normal? Very well. I can respect that. Men will be men. Women will be women. And if one decided to change that status quo, so be it. So, anyway, we arrived at the library and, already, I could hear some voices from within.

"For the tenth time, it's NOT for sale!" Another female voice. I am currently praying that the voice doesn't fuck this one up too.

"C'mon! You saw how it reacted to my beats. Tell you what? I'll owe you 4 favors!" This female voice sounded a bit more boyish and ripe with confidence.

"Vinyl, give it up. For all that we know, it could blow up in our faces the moment you try to implement your 'wubs' into its core." This voice was softer and had a British tone to it.

"Sweet Celestia, I owe Twilight. I just had to say they would be no trouble." Spike groaned. "I mean, they're not bad, but...well, you'll see."

"I'm pretty sure I can handle that." I confidently said. "I've seen things..."

"Like what?" The drake looked curious. For some reason, his eyes were stuck on my chest. I know I'm burly, but he should probably know it's not muscle. Just the way I was built.

Why could you look more like my older brother?

Excuse you?

Nevermind! You look fine and...what the Hell is that?

Excellent question. Because the moment I looked into this library (which was inside a massive tree, adding to the first column of questions), I was dumbstruck by what the natives had found. Before I go into that detail, as a proper gentlemech (can't believe I just coined that phrase), I shall not leave out the sapient inhabitants.

The first horse creature I found was of the unicorn-pegasus hybrid variety. That horn and wings were a dead giveaway. She was a very lithe purple unicorn wearing something akin to a school-girl outfit, complete with vest, skirt, and even black socks. I'll admit. The socks were a bit of a turn on. She also had flowing dark-purple hair with some brighter highlights. As for her wings, they were much smaller compared to Fluttershy and even Rainbow Dash.

Don't forget her attitude. So stuck in her studies and/or "concerns" about the land. It doesn't help she's a virgin of the utmost variety.

I don't know. She seems to be doing fine. I mean, she said this was the tenth time of convincing the others to leave. That would drive even me up the wall.

Speaking of the others, well, they were an interesting pair. The first of which, the boyish one, was a pure white unicorn with a streaked-bright blue mane/tail. From the looks of it, she...oh, for the love of the cosmos, what was she wearing?! For those of you who want an idea, she was wearing really baggy sweats with blue flames at the end-points. They were kind of loose, so I could easily see here cutie mark (a musical note). Her elbow gloves were also the same color. Instead of a shirt, she had pieces of tape covering her nipples that were positioned to look like x'es. Okay, she did have a shirt, but it not only the same color as the sweats/gloves, but it also left a serious case of underboob left for the masses to stare. The purple shades were a nice touch, though.

Her friend looked much better for wear. She was a dull-grey horse creature with a flowing black mane/tail. She had an air of sophistication with her uptight posture and utterly annoyed expression. Not to say her outfit wasn't revealing. She came in white socks for both her legs and elbows, which was already setting my dick levels from 'flaccid' to 'climbing up Mt. Everest'. Her dress also revealed her back and thighs. I also noticed something odd. She also had a musical cutie mark, though this note would belong on a cello rather than what the white one would lead on. I'm sensing a dynamic here.

Now that's over with, I should probably describe what the purple one was getting so defensive about. It was certainly...large. Like, as big as one of the many bookshelves adorning the walls. It resembled a metal egg, but with a strange encryption on it. It seemed to be radiating with a sinister red hue. Or maybe that was my eyes playing tricks on me.

Or maybe we should destroy it before it ruins everything.

I'm going to assume 'everything' means having everyone's life functions stay intact. Either way, Spike uneasily opened the door fully so I could squeeze in. As I struggled, he took the opportunity to feel my free arm. I could of sworn he shivered. Note to self: some people are just that desperate to be with someone, even if that 'someone' is a giant killer robot. As I entered, I listened into the argument more.

"Well, never know until you try. That's what I always say!" The white one, Vinyl, shrugged before trying to get closer to the object. The purple one used some kind of magical barrier to hold her off. "Spoilsport." She muttered.

"Why do you want this so badly?" The purple unicorn asked, exasperated. "You're already famous. And this isn't even a matter of fame. It could change the way Equestria looks at things!"

"If you wanna know, Twilight, sales haven't been doing too well. I mean, I'm still good, but I think I'm losing my touch. I need something to boost back that spark, if you know what I'm saying." Vinyl explained.

"Vinyl, you realize why you should branch out your interests?" The grey furred one remarked. "Like something a bit quieter."

"I don't see you expanding your options, Octy." Vinyl rolled her eyes.

"Touche." Her partner replied.

"Hey, what does this do?" Vinyl pushed a button on one of the devices next to it.

"Sweet mercy, NO!" Twilight yelled. Alas, the button was pressed.

In that instant, a red beam of light shot out, ricocheting across every had surface. Everyone ducked their heads, except I, who merely raised my fist and allowed the blast to strike it. All my fist did was conduct the red energy. Everyone stared at me as the red energy crackled in my hand.

"Bit of a painful entrance, but I suppose that will do." I plainly said.

I'm going to jet for a while, if you don't mind. I'll be back but...good luck.

Gladly noted.

"Okay, we've officially gone into anime territory, where everything looks like its compensating for something." Vinyl remarked.

"Except those are fake. This, distressingly, is real." Octy stared. "I think we may want to brace ourselves."

"That...was awesome." Spike stared at my claw. "Normally, every metal that hit melted. Thankfully, all it did was melt 70 copies of some weird trans-dimensional artificial. I think it was called E.T for Atari. Trust me, I've got no clue."

Something about that caused one of my eyes to flicker a bit. Ignoring that, I decided to calm their nerves. "It is alright." I spoke. "I come in peace. I am but a humble Stranger. In fact, I have come to help you with this conundrum. It has peaked my interest due to its interstellar origin, therefore I shall assist you in finding out its secrets. Your drake friend here was kind enough to lead me to this opportunity."

"I'm a dragon, big guy." Spike reprimanded. I gave a nod of apology.

"I've never seen anything like it in my studies." Twilight looked at me with utmost curiosity.

"I would like to be designated as a 'he', thank you." I politely said. "Though, are you talking about me or the object that stands before us?"

"Both, really. And, sorry." She went up to me. "Welcome to Equestria. I'm Twilight Sparkle and it's my honor to meet the ambassador of a new race."

"Actually, several people have met me." I said, resisting the urge to shudder as I remembered what happened previously. "It is an an honor as well to meet you too."

"Check it out, Octy!" Vinyl got up to my side. "This is pure bonafide power armor we're looking at! Pretty sick, man."

"I take it you and you're friend are musicians." I remarked. "You will be glad to know I have a fondness for such."

"Then bless your lucky stars, Vader. Cause you're standing next to the greatest DJ Equestria has ever laid eyes upon. And believe me..." She lowered her shades as she pointed to her...assets. "I get PLENTY of them. Name's Vinyl Scratch. No need to go rummaging through the stores. I'm all over the market."

Vader? Why would she call me that? Should that be my new name? Nah, for some reason, it doesn't bode well with my programming.

"If you would perhaps like something much less uncouth, perhaps you would be a fan of my work?" Her friend walked toward me. "A pleasure to welcome you to our home. I am Octavia of the Equestrian Orchestra. I would have brought my cello to show you my mastery, but we needed to clear a...misunderstanding between us and Twilight."

"I understand you two were at the wrong place at the wrong time when I found the object, but did you really have to chase after the issue?" Twilight tried to look patient and was...almost there. "You know what? You can stay, but please let me go about this methodically."

"This should be interesting." Spike sat down as I walked past them towards the object. "Hmmm....very simplistic, yet interesting design. Perhaps it's a pod?"

"So...you don't know?" Vinyl raised an eyebrow.

"I suppose not all alie...I mean extraterrestrials are the same." Twilight said. "To be perfectly honest, that was my first guess when we found it. It's been several days already. Maybe we should shelve this for a while until further notice. I'll contact the princesses."

"I second that." Spike said.

"Agreed." Octavia nodded her head. "All is forgiven?"

"Sure." Twilight replied. "Just don't do it again. Okay?"

"No promises." Vinyl shrugged before turning to me. "You use that sword often?"

"My katana? Oh, yes! Nothing I have faced has managed to survive its fury." I said proudly. "Nevertheless, I do not kill for the thrill of it. I value the laws of good too much."

Dammit, even when you're gone, you ruin everything, Aaron. For that statement rung a bit hollow when I remembered what happened not too long ago. Yeah. I'm still beating myself up over it. Who wouldn't?

"Toughest enemy?" She asked.

I'll admit. It's nice to have someone to talk to who isn't after your dick. "There was this Hydra in the Everfree Forest. Mighty in size and devious in his loo-"

"ACTIVATE RELEASE PROTOCOL." The pod spoke in a monotone voice. "MASSA-CURR ONLINE. RUN FOR YOUR LIVES."

"Looks like that pod theory wasn't too far off. Something's happening now." Twilight observed, stepping back from the rumbling pod.

"Well, we asked for this." Spike sighed. "I'm starting to regret not going to Rarity's today."

"Maybe we should leave." Octavia advised, sweat dropping down her head.

"I got in trouble over this. I'm not letting this one slide!" Vinyl retorted, a confident smirk on her face. The light of the pod reflected off her shades. "Who knows? This might be fun."

"Did you even hear what that just said?" Octavia gawked at her friend. "That wasn't a statement! It was a warning!"

I stood there, poised for action. I had to prepare myself for whatever ill might come of this. If I was lucky, then maybe it would be a simple message bearing the words 'Hello, this is the whiter-than-white-bread guild of English-speaking aliens. Please stop using nukes.' Or maybe I'm getting too many images of 1950s B-Movies in my programming, suddenly.

The pod seemed to split into four different parts when, in reality, those were just 4 massive spider-like legs that dug into the Earth when they fell to position the object they were carrying in between them. That object rose up from a stand that the legs supported. None of us could make out what the object exactly was, even after the movement slowed to a crawl.

"Maybe this was the Hearts Warming Eve present they forgot to package and send?" Spike suggested.

"Respect the postal service, sir." I said.

"Indeed." Octavia agreed. "No need to be pointing fingers at anyo-"

"SCREEEEEEEEEEEARRRRRRRR!!!"

It was at that moment that we felt the name "MASSA-CURR" wasn't just appropriate...it was an understatement.

The object had revealed itself to be the torso of some inhuman metal...THING. It was stuck in a hunchbacked position as if it was already deciding who should it kill first. It was made out of pure silver metal, with wires hanging limply from its frame. It had 3 scissor-like claws on each hand, which looked sharp enough to rip metal into ribbons 10 times over. The most terrifying part was the head. Oval-shaped and bearing no eyes, it possessed massive bear-trap like jaws with huge teeth that would send a shark packing.

Despite having no eyes, it looked at us with a curious nature. Its head was moving about in a nervous bird-like fashion, occasionally clamping its jaws down on nothing to show its ferocity.

"One of your buddies?" Vinyl asked me.

"I wish that were true." I whispered.

Suddenly, the monster's neck extended so it and Octavia were nose-to-nose. Frozen with terror, she inadvertently allowed the beast to examine her more closely. Leaning down from its massive waist (the size difference between the torso and legs was quite distracting), it actually began to stroke her hair, as if it was enjoying how it flowed through its razor sharp claws.

"Hrrrrnn..." The beast let out a noise that was part growl and part purr, only synthesized a bit. This did little to ease Octavia's tension.

Vinyl used her magic to stop his claw a bit, gaining its attention. "Quit it." She hissed. "You're scaring my friend."

"Are you crazy? One false move and he might go ballistic on our asses." Spike said, perturbed.

"My point still sta-oh jeez!" She was interrupted when the things head extended to meet her...but ended up getting buried in her modest-sized breasts. Rearing back a little with an audible whirr, the beast traced its fingers across its head. "So...like what you see?" The DJ awkwardly said.

"And so he says to me, what do you like? You gotta like something in this crazy world. I just go, yeeaaah...something soft...warm...smooth..." The beast spoke in a male voice. He spoke barely above a hush, which was a bit creepy, but, from my point of view, he had just come back from a long sleep.

Twilight, meanwhile, was observing the monster's activities with utmost interest. "He seems gentle now. Maybe if we just backed away slowly, he won't escalate the situation."

"Agreed." I said. With a sudden movement (to be expected, as of now), the creature looked at me. However, instead of any innocent gestures, his claws reared up, as if ready to strike. As if that wasn't bad enough, a tongue made out of wires and dripping lubricant emerged from the mouth, licking the teeth with anticipation.

"Meeeetaaaaallll..." It spoke in a male voice that could be best described as an escaped mental patient about to snap. I readied my sword as it toppled over as if on purpose. Its claws dug into the floor, boy reared up, and...

I've been looking for someone to stop me!

So far nobody's slowed me DOWN!

If I'm a monster, I guess I'll own it.

I dare you to swing, I'll wipe you OUT!

I'm on the top of this food CHAIN!!!

You're the blood on my boot that's STAINED!!

Another bug come to try and sting me.

You should've known better, should've stayed in your LANE!!!

As soon as some really angry guy started singing and providing background music (all that and yet they're surprised about extraterrestrials?), the creature's utilized hidden jets on the tips of its feet to instantly charge me and send us flying out of the tree, sending splinters everywhere.

Before I got a chance to recover, he was already in front of me, whaling on my chest with his claws and leaving slash marks all over it. Flipping into the air and unsheathing my sword, I prepared to stab into his head, but he just swung his entire lower body like an impromptu baseball bat and whacked me through several buildings.

When I got up, I saw several missiles heading my way. Thinking fast, I used my wrist-gun to mow them all down, leaving fire and smoke the air. Much to my surprise, out of the airborne inferno came MASSA-CURR, shrieking and roaring a storm as landed sloppily on the ground in front of me. I prepared my katana for the more personal battle.

Because I'll EAT!!! YOU!!! A-LIVE!!!

I'll EAT!!! YOU!!! A-LIVE!!!

Leaping at me and clamping its jaws over and over again like a demonic Pac-Man, MASSA-CURR slashed madly at me. My katana deflected the blows, but sparks were flying and each hit felt like I was slashing at boulders at rapid pace. This was indeed a strong opponent. Just one that lacked style and sanity.

If I'm a monster I guess I'll own it!

I'm even stronger than what I've shown and

I'll EAT!!! YOU!!! A-LIVE!!!

In a sudden change of pace, it simply grabbed my arm and started to beat the ground with me. It's vice-grip was second to none (as far as I knew while I was being brought down the planet's crust over and over again), therefore escape was impossible. Eventually, it tried to bite down on my arm. I let out my chest tornadoes again, but this only caused the beast to rear back.

Clenching its right fist, it's jets came back online. "STRIP THE METAL! SALT THE WOUND! AH HA HA HA HA!" He screamed.

This is the paaaaaart where you beg for your liiiiiife! OOOOHOOOOHOOOOOO!

I am the darkneeeeess come to absorb your liiiiiight! YEAHEAHEAAAH!

In that instant, I was grabbed by the monster's claw as it flew across the landscape. As we flew, he slammed me into the ground and kept it that way, leaving scars in the planet's surface. I could barley see as both dirt, rock, and water blurred my vision and damaged my systems. MASSA-CURR just kept laughing like a loon.

"RIP AND TEAR! RIP AND TEAR!!! EAT REVERSE CEILING!!!" He roared before I finally mustered the strength to kick him in the chin and, much to my surprise, fire some missiles from random tentacle holes from my body, this caused him to crash...

...right back into the library, ending the music. I laid battered upon the ground before uneasily standing up. The beast had to lift itself off the ground as it shrieked up a storm.

"That does it! I'm putting a stop to this!" Twilight used her magic to pin the creature down, no matter how much it thrashed about.

"STUPID! STUPID! STUPID METAL MEAL!" He madly wailed. " So he says to me, who's this bucko? Who's this guy? You wanna eat him?! YOU DO! YOU DO, HUH?! And I go YEAH BABY! YHE'S STUPID! AND YOU'RE ALL GONNA BE STUPID AND DEAD! DANCE! DANCE BONEDADDY!"

"I can't help but feel like whoever built you missed a few crucial steps." Twilight looked at him uneasily.

"Nah, don't be sad, I mean WE'RE ALL TRAPPED IN THE ETERNAL LEGO INSTRUCTION BOOK MANUAL OF FATE! Steps are skipped AND THE PAGES ARE TORN OUT BY PEOPLE LIKE ME!!! AH HA HA HA!!!" Okay. Seriously. What's this guy on?

"Sweet Celestia, calm down, man!" Vinyl said. "It's cool! Nobody's gonna dismantle you."

"And please lower your voice." Octavia said. "I've already suffered the indignity of having my dishes shattered by Vinyl's wub-washing machine and I don't want my eardrums to share the same fate!"

"Geez. One time, Octy." Vinyl sighed.

"Enough!" I shouted before looking at the creature. "So, you hunger for my metal? What of flesh?"

"And so he says to me, no, man. No! You can't eat flesh! Too sooooft and non-digestible and I go YEAH BABY! DIGESTING METAL IS THE THE TRUE UNIVERSAL TRUTH ABOUT THE CAROUSEL OF PAIN THAT IS ME WHICH IS ALSO VERY TRUE!!" His head bobbed up and down as he said this.

"I think we should keep him locked here until we can get someone to fix. He'll only attack metal things, it seems." I suggested.

"Forget a mechanic! We need a therapist STAT!" Spike said after observing MASSA-CURR's antics for long enough.

Hey, guys. Miss me?

Oh, not you. What do you want?

Well, if we're going to avoid the possibility of him breaking out and ripping the whole town asunder while looking for scraps to put in that ugly excuse for a mouth, I'd suggest helping him...loosen up.

You don't mean-

Oh, I mean. Orgy time...

Dammit, not again. That brief glimpse of pink mist flew into the room and, before I knew it, everyone around me (except MASSA-CURR) looked a whole lot more...aroused.

"Say..." Vinyl got a lot much closer to the creature than one might expect. "You know what I think will cool you off?"

The beast's head just tilted in confusion.

"Putting it bluntly, we should totally bang." She said while slipping out of her sweats

"E-e-excuse me, Vinyl?!" Octavia blushed upon seeing her roommate strip, to the point of removing her panties as well. Even Twilight was blushing madly. "Have you gone mad?!"

"I dunno. Think of it as my personal 'research'." She smirked. "And I bet you damn well I'm gonna get results."

"And so he says...well, you're one your own." MASSA-CURR said to himself. "And I go, sure! Sure, baby! I'll show these gals a good time! Be like a beaver to a giant pencil sharpener! And he says, that doesn't make any sense and I go YEAH! LIFE DOESN'T MAKE SENSE! WHY EVEN TRY?!"

"Well...I kind of see the reason behind this. This might actually calm him." Twilight slipped out of her lab-coat. "And besides, you ever get that feeling when you're tired of being a virgin?"

"N-no!" Octavia, though she had obviously slipped out of her dress, revealing her curvy body. "I simply don't feel the need for that type of tomfoolery!"

"That's not what I'm seeing right now." Vinyl got behind her and groped her breasts, getting a whimper of out the cellist as her friend pinched the nipples a bit. "You're nervous. I get it. Let me fix that..."

And with that, as Twilight continued to undress in front of the curious machine, Vinyl and Octavia kissed. Well, really, it was more tongue-play than kissing. Vinyl, being the taller of the two, was in total control of how close they could get, which was a lot at the moment. Their breasts were both soft, so watching them come together was like soft fabric be rubbed together. It was a rather enticing sight, but I wisely decided to back off before I got involved.

Suddenly, I felt some warm claws against my leg. I looked down and saw Spike, already undressed and with his fully erect dragon cock out, looking up to me with a longing look in his eyes. "Please...it's been so long since I've had a cock in my ass. You'd be surprised of how good it feels to have someone love you like that."

If only I could tell him how that really didn't surprise me, given my experience with Big Macintosh (I could practically fit a battleship into my ass if I wanted to after that). However, I couldn't help it. If I could roll my eyes, I would, because this was just getting asinine. Still, I grasped his firm butt and knelt down a bit so my expanding dick would tickle it.

"Oooooh..." He moaned. "Fuck me, daddy. Fuck me hard. I want it all today. And what Spike wants..." Some green flame came out of his mouth. "Spike gets!"

That didn't disturb me in the least, but that part about him calling me 'daddy' sure did. Geez, this kid really starting getting into the femboy fetish recently, hasn't he? If I made it out of this, I might as well ask Twilight a few questions.

Speaking of which, she only had her socks left as clothing. Her slender body and bashful expression were now front and center for the machine. She laid on her back in front of him, spreading her legs. "As Princess of Friendship, I allow you to-AH! Ah! What are you...haaaa..." Already, she was being eaten out by the machine's 'tongue'. Sweet tasting lubricant coated the pussy as he traced his tongue all across the folds. "Don't...stop..." Twilight panted, though she did try to keep those razor sharp teeth from her thighs.

"Yeah, this is what we need." Vinyl said in-between another one of her kisses with Octavia. Her fingers were already teasing her friend's pussy, causing some pre-cum to drip down the floor. "So wet..." She licked Octavia's neck, resulting in a happy sigh from both of them. "...so tasty...just one of the many reasons you're my best friend. Who knows?" They finally parted. "The phrase 'marefriend' isn't far off."

With a growl, MASSA-CURR actually caused some of his larger cables to detach and slither around the duo. "Looks like someone's impatient." Vinyl grasped a tendril as thick as a fire-hose and began to stroke it. "Thick and possibly juicy. Just the way I like them."

"I suppose all those activities you kept bothering me about might have some merit now." Octavia said as she was wrapped in tendrils. "Tell you what? I propose a challenge. Let's see who can get him to orgasm faster."

"Damn, girl! I'd knew you'd come around." Vinyl removed her shades as she cast a rather sinister look. "You're on."

As they declared this perverted challenge, I was busy inserting my dick into Spike's ass. I wasn't gonna lie. The tightness made me feel like he was milking my dick and that made me growl slightly in arousal. Spike just moaned, his forked tongue waving the air. "F..fuck that's good...keep going. I didn't say stop."

And so, as his tail wrapped around my torso to the best of its effort, I began to thrust into him. While most of it was standard-procedure fucking, I also gyrated my hips and swapped them about as I went in and out of his asshole. This only caused him to moan even louder. He was already masturbating with his dick as I fucked him, his pre-cum staining the floor.

Twilight was fondling her own breasts as MASSA-CURR continued to lap at her folds. However, he suddenly stopped. "No, please...keep going. You're tongue is so go-" His neck suddenly extended and now they were nose-to-nose. "Oh...I see where this is going." She remarked. "I thought you were crazy but...you're actually really gentle...please kiss me..." The machine said nothing. He only complied, as his wire-tongue explored every inch of Twilight's mouth. Her wings stood on end as she savored the lubricant and she caressed his chrome-skin as she tended to her lover.

That little challenge Vinyl and Octavia finally took form. Vinyl had her own style to fucking, it seemed. I could hear her I-pod music from all the way here (mainly because she had no concept of becoming deaf, therefore she had that thing's volume cranked all the way up) and all of it was techno-dubstep. Her movements fit the style as sometimes, it was rapid fucking. She would force the tendrils to go at a more erratic pace and she would return the favor by stroking the tendrils faster than before. Other times, she would, at the sound of a music drop, allow her orifices to swallow up their respective tendril to the fullest. Apparently, she was no stranger to deep-throating, as I saw her swallow some jizz that leaked out.

Octavia's style didn't require an i-pod, but I saw what she was getting at. She was part of the local orchestra, as she had said, so her movements were more graceful and sensuous. She made the tendrils go at a very sluggish pace, gently fucking her and massaging every corner of her body. She appeared to enjoy being touched by the smooth thick tendrils, so she laid herself on the ground, which filled with the tendrils. Every one of them slithered onto her body, coating her in pre-cum. When she wasn't sucking tendrils, she was tenderly stroking them and even licking them.

Spike clawed at the ground as I pounded into him. Some of my own tentacle emerged and one of them entered his mouth, muffling his moans and causing him to work the 'shaft' of it with his forked tongue. Another tentacle actually spawned 3 micro-tentacles from its tip to fuck the urethra of the drake. His tail swung wildly in the air as he took in the sheer pleasure.

Twilight and MASSA-CURR stopped their kiss for her to breath before the machine grabbed her and placed her under his base. In between the legs emerged a large tendril with several mini-tendrils surrounding it. The smaller ones shot lube at her pussy, causing her to quiver with anticipation and a slight bit of fear. The bigger tentacle rubbed against her pussy, spreading the lube.

"Please..." She murmured. "Be gentle. Make me yours. I don't want to be a virgin anymore. I want to feel as good as when I made out with Rarity. Long story, but there's a reason I get a free pass at the Carousel Boutique." She giggled at that last part. With a strange tenderness I would not expect from the mad machine, he slowly inserted his tendril into her pussy. She bit down on a mini-tendril hard as her hymen was crushed. He slowly began to thrust in and out of her as she recovered.

"Octy! AH! I think...I think we're evenly matched! I can feel him about to cum already! Ahhh! How about you?" Vinyl gasped as her batch of tendrils pounded into her faster than usual.

"I'm close...so close..." Octavia grabbed her breasts as her batch of tendrils also got a little faster. "I love this so much...I never thought I'd say this but I love being fucked...oohhh, so good...I love you both...so muuuuch..."

"Stranger..." Spike moaned after his mouth was free from the tendril. His masterbating was getting faster and the fucking was doing likewise. "Please, cum in me! Break my ass!"

"Can...do..." I grunted as I fucked so much more until finally I released my load into his asshole. My tentacles also shot black liquid all over the drake. He cummed as well, coating part of the floor with his jizz. Lapping up the cum all over him, he laid against my side.

"Nice work. You really do own me." He looked up at me with the most pleasured look imaginable. I sighed. No doubt Aaron had fun with this one.

MASSA-CURR began to fuck Twilight even faster now that the pain had subsided. Hanging from the air and moaning loudly, the unicorn-pegasus hybrid enjoyed every minute this machine claimed her. However, I could tell he was close to cumming, for the beast was starting to spin his head and shriek into the air again.

"YES! Fill me! Fill me with your seed!" Twilight yelled, spreading her pussy even more so he could do the deed better. Digging on of his blade-claws into the Earth, he thrust forward, flooding her pussy with cum. Literally, grey fluid was exiting her pussy after he pulled out. She just laid there, tired and satisfied. "Thank you...my love..." She said before going to sleep. Several tendrils pulled her body close to him, allowing her to rest near his big strong legs.

Vinyl and Octavia had now been brought close together that they were holding hands and their breasts were squishing against each-other. "C'mon, gal! Let's cum together!" Vinyl panted. Octavia just threw her head back in ecstasy as she experienced the much faster state the tendrils were in.

They both screamed in mutual bliss as the machine came into them, grey fluid splashing from every tendril there. They were soon coated in the stuff as they took in the sheer pleasure. Eventually, both they and the tendrils collapsed onto the floor, with Vinyl on top of Octavia. Snuggling together, they were also pulled in by the beast to sleep next to Twilight. MASSA-CURR even lifted Vinyl's drowsy head just so they could have their own make-out session.

I just sighed as Spike continued to cuddle next to my leg. There went a possible source of my origin. I suppose it wasn't as bad as last time, but-

Oh, and we're going to a new dimension for a while. Hope you packed your bags! If you had any!

Say what now?

BZIT!

And with that, a portal emerged from beneath me and Spike. Even he looked at this with shock.

"Oh..." I began. If my eyes could widen in horror, they would.

"...crap." Spike finished.

Meanwhile in the Everfree Forest...

Something slithered through the trees. Something was moving, unseen and unheard. Something that was as black as the night, yet as innocent-looking as a simple shadow. The animals that noticed the moving shadow had every reason to run away. An old evil had risen once more.

"Ah, yes." A dark female voice spoke softly as the shadow eyes Ponyville. "The perfect area with the perfect mares. It's as almost as if they want me to steal away their precious mares for my latest plan to give me back what I deserve. Total ownership of Equestria." She cackled a bit as she remembered her plan.

"I must thank whatever that entity was for freeing me from the void. I think his name was...Aaron, or something."

Meanwhile in an even farther area from Ponyville...

A strange trio of female creatures was waiting in front of dark cave on a stormy mountain. The one currently happily humming through the event looked like a thin humanoid mouse with dark-bluish fur, two massive claws on each hand, a small yellow oval marking on her forehead, feather plumes as her ears/tail, and a feathery crown on neck and head. The more timid creature looked like a humanoid female dark brown rabbit with puffs of yellow fuzz on her hands and knees. Her ears were also quite large. The last of which and by far the most stone-faced was a humanoid blue/black/yellow canine creature with a spike on each forepaw and in between the breasts. She also had four small black appendages on her head. All creatures were wearing sinister medieval armor.

"How much longer do we have to stand here?" The rabbit creature asked in a panicked tone. "This isn't boding well! What if the master isn't coming back?"

"Patience. He'll come out." The canine creature said plainly. "Else, whoever led us here is going to be missing a head."

"So brutal." The rabbit shrank a bit before a lightning strike caused her to jump and seek the nearest rock to hide behind.

"That was sick, love!" The mouse creature exclaimed. "Right in front of us! Any closer and our chances of surviving this little foray would have been bugger all!"

"Shush! I hear something." The canine creature held up her claw. "A familiar presence approaches."

"Oi. You're no fun." The mouse creature huffed. However, she and the shivering rabbit creature obeyed.

Eventually, after some time, some evil red eyes lit the darkness. Something was walking towards them. Something that had no place in this world, like the three before him.

"Our master has returned! Our patience has finally payed off." The canine-creature bowed. "I, Lucretia of the Forbidden Sword, pledge my allegiance once more."

"I...um...hope you had a nice nap." The rabbit creature bowed. " I, Eve of the Forbidden Club, pledge my allegiance once more."

"Hey there! We were just knocking about until we got the word that you were rising up from your tomb! Imagine that! A Lopunny, a Lucario, and a Weaville like myself, down on their luck with these weird soft things on our chests, and then we meet you. Funny world we live in, right?" The mouse creature bowed. "Anyway, I, Vivian of the Forbidden Whip, pledge my allegiance once more."

The figure stepped out to meet them. He was an intimidating sight, indeed. He was simply a living suit of armor. The proof of this lied in the fact that he possessed no neck or any other bits of skin where his armor ended. His armor was pitch black with red spikes on his shoulder and a roman style helmet that mad his look all the more sinister. He also had a purple cape for good measure. His weapons were a scimitar and a spiked shield.

In short, they had bore witness to the awakening of Equestria's only Dullahan.

"He's more terrifying than before." Eve cowered.

"That's just part of the appeal. Really grows on you, you know?" Vivian said, not deterred in the slightest.

"Do you remember your name? And what is our new mission?" Lucretia asked.

Finally, the Dullahan spoke...

"Hello, everyone! My name is Mordred and welcome back to our years of servitude to our dark lord and master!" He spoke in a voice more befitting to a certain Youtuber who shared the letter M as the first part. "And you know what he wants now?"

"Crystals? Because last time, he wouldn't shut his trap about them!" Vivian responded.

"Well, no, but good guess, my dear Vivian." He replied patting her on the head. "Well...dramatic effect please..."

Lighning flashed.

"That's my que!" He shouted as he raised his sword to the stormy sky. "Girls, we're going to another dimension for some sweet new opportunity! What do we say now?"

"FOR THE GLORY OF KING SOMBRA!" They all shouted as the storm grew every more violent.

"Now, how do we get down?" Mordred asked.

"I...never thought about that until now." Lucretia, despite her stoic appearance, actually looked a bit bashful.

"I should have stayed in bed today." Eve sighed.

Author's Note

For clarification and tribute to the now defunct fighting game Kaiju Kombat, here are the images that inspired the creation of MASSA-CURR. Don't worry. I'll have a commissioned image of him available soon.

Here and here.

For those of you wondering what in Tartarus' name is Vinyl wearing, well, viewers of my previous discontinued work might know what I'm talking about (NSFW). Art by jrvanesbroek.

And yes. Mordred is voiced by Markiplier here. Quite something, isn't it? Additionally...well, I'll give more details about his cohorts in the next chapter. Speaking of which...

On the next chapter...

Trapped in another dimension where the planet is populated by multicolored humans, the Stranger must now contend with not just 3 particular Sirens, but the terrible King Sombra, who for some reason has risen in spirit form to spread his evil anew. However, Sombra's evil might be paltry compared to the mighty entity his presence will awaken within the planet's depths. What kind of horrors will the Stranger have to contend with? Will Canterlot High be safe? Will the voice continue to screw things up? What plans does the Shadow have for Ponyville? When will I stop asking questions? Tune in next time!

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