A Mad Man in A Filly's Body

"I remember everything." I repeated to Twilight as I stood before her in my new look, minus the fact I was still wearing the Postal III Dude's outfit minus the sunglasses due to the fact Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon suited me up with some blue contact lenses as well

"Please! Tell me what you remember!" Twilight asked as she took out a phonograph to record everything

My name is Justin Courtney. I was a social recluse who didn't have many friends outside of one I've known since middle school. Her name was Katie. She and I were the closest of friends one could ever get. We even got matching tattoos on our right hands to signify our friendship. A shield with three lines reminiscent of the French flag in different blue tones, with two hearts in the middle also in different shades of blue. Behind it was a Baseball Bat pointing at an acute angle and a shovel pointing at an obtuse angle.

I didn't really talk to anyone outside of her, and because of that, I didn't really make any enemies or friends outside of her. I was mostly just doing whatever I could to just try to survive Middle School and High School so I tended to spend a lot of my time in books and isolating myself so I could get the best grades I could because I knew one mistake was all it would take to get me held back. Something I DID NOT want.

But because of that I also found my love of computer games. Specifically, a game known only as Postal 2. A computer game that's notorious for being called the video game that's only as violent as you are. Needless to say, being a social recluse had its... downsides. One of those being anger towards others for their stupidity. That game let me take out ALL my anger in the only way Postal 2 can. Kill everyone you see. It was an amazing stress reliever and I quickly found myself a fan of the way it presented its humor and played.

But when I wasn't playing, there WAS someone who forced themselves into being my enemy for the most bullshit reason. Her name was Jackie Parvin. She was the captain of the Cheerleading Team and had the whole school wrapped around her finger the instant she showed up. But around Junior year something changed. She started calling me her rival for some reason, but I quickly found out why. Due to the fact I kept to myself a lot and stayed to the books, I kept getting better grades than her in every class I took.

That was the pettiest and selfish thing I had ever heard of for calling someone their rival. She had the whole school wrapped around her finger, so why would she care about grades? I quickly found out why as well by interrogating one of her friends, the Postal Dude way, and found out she wanted to become Valedictorian. She wanted it all. She wanted to be embedded into the school's history books. She wanted to be known as the girl who didn't need to do any effort to get to the top.

But by her logic me, LOGICALLY, getting better grades than her, BECAUSE I was actually putting effort, it was seen as me challenging her for the throne when I really wasn't. Then by the time, it came to announce the Valedictorian around finals, when news broke out that I was chosen, she became livid. The day after graduation she broke into my home... injured my parents and.... we had a struggle for a while and... she... killed me...

"K-KILLED YOU?!!?" Twilight shouted in panic, "B-B-BUT HOW ARE YOU RIGHT HERE THEN?!"

"Let me finish you dunce." I groaned

"Sorry..."

But she didn't REALLY kill me, just heavily injured me to the point of near death but she might as well have killed me. I thought that was it. All my hard work towards getting a diploma was gone, but... some... THING... rescued me. I know who it was. Discord.

"Discord- saved you?! Are we SURE this is the same Discord we're talking about?" Twilight asked

"I recognized that voice and cloven hoof anywhere." I stated, "He gave me an offer. He'd let me live under one condition. But I didn't give him the chance to say what that condition was. I took it without hearing him out. By why wouldn't I?! I was on my death bed, you understand right!?"

"In a way..."

"He did warn me to prepare for unforeseen consequences... but I think I know now what those unforeseen consequences were. This voice in my head. It's not Apple Bloom's at all. It's someone else's."

Ain't that right Corey Cruise Postal Dude?!

I'd much rather go by Alternate Postal Dude, but ya go with that.

"I'll see if I can get Fluttershy to talk to Discord about this. While I do appreciate the fact he tried to save someone's life, he's still gonna get a scolding for making a deal."

"Do you HONESTLY think he'll listen..."

"No, but it's worth a shot."

Me, Diamond Tiara, and Silver Spoon eventually went to Sugarcube Corner where we were served some ice cream by Pinkie Pie- WAIT WHAT?!

WHAT THE?! HOW THE?! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!?! I FREAKING TOOK HER LEGS OFF WITH A LEVER ACTION SHOTGUN!!!

Hehahahaha!!

WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO ME?!!?

Let's just say I may have tampered with your memories a bit to make them a bit more fun.

MORE FUN?! I THOUGHT I HURT PINKIE!

Nope. You just did the boring job. Nothing more.

THEN WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED IN THE DAY 11 CHAPTER THEN?!!? Wait... for that matter... how real have the past chapters been?!

I ain't telling. Where's the fun in that?

Oh great well this is gonna be quite the mind fuck.

And that's where the fun comes in.

"JUSTIN!" shouted Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon

"I WASN'T UP PLAYING APOCALYPSE WEEKEND!" I shouted before blushing in embarrassment, "I zoned out again didn't I..."

"Yeah, what happened?" Silver Spoon asked

"I was busy having a bit of an argument with this damn voice in my head. I think this is what Discord said when he mentioned preparing for unforeseen consequences. This damn voice or whatever it is is messing with my memories, like yesterday when I went to help Pinkie Pie with her baking, he messed with it to make me remember her knocking me out and trying to mentally break me into becoming her psycho killer apprentice. In reality, I just did the job and that was it. Now I can't tell what memories after my arrival here are real or twisted."

With the way you put it, you make this whole thing sound more cliche by the second.

Hey, fuckhead, I'd like to see you describe it without making sound cliche!

Touche.

"More so- *coughing fit* -it seems to be taking over my voice from time to time almost as if it was some kind of psychotic dark side I've been hiding in my mind for years but could just never express it because if I did it would just kill everyone in its sight. ...... For the love of all that is holy tell me you heard my voice change..."

"How could we not..." Silver Spoon went as her and Diamond Tiara's eyes were as wide as pie plates

"Oh thank god I'm not going crazy." I sighed in relief, "For a second there I thought that was the voice tampering with my hearing."

"I wonder why Twilight and the others haven't done anything to help you. You told Twilight what's going on with you now and you even, somewhat, remember how you got here." Silver Spoon pointed out

"My guess? They actually can't do anything about it." I explained, "More than likely they can't do anything because so far they can't tell how far this voice has damaged my mind."

"Did you explain to Twilight about what had been going on?" Diamond Tiara asked

"Seriously? How COULD I without the possibility of ending up in an insane asylum at the time?!" I replied

"Oh..."

"Besides. Back then I was under the notion I used to be a dude who wound up like that and went postal in my room because of this damn voice in my head taking over for the past many days. How the hell was I suppost to guess all I was seeing/remembering wasn't real? This damn voice is more cognitive than you girls realize. It's trying to take me over in both name, appearance, identity, and everything else and I can't do a damn thing to fight back."

Yeah and soon enough you'll be on another murder rampage in no time.

Are you suppost to be some kind of twisted hybrid of the Postal III Dude and the Demon from Postal 1/Redux? Because you act an awful lot like the demon at times.

Mayyybeee.

Well that certainly explains a whole lot.

"Hey cheer up, things usually never end badly around here." Diamond Tiara reassured

"I can garuntee you that you'll feel better by the end of the month. Twilight always manages to find solutions last minute anyway." Silver Spoon added

"Yeah, I suppose your right." I agreed as I began to eat away at my ice cream, "I could REALLY go for a change of clothes though, the ones I'm wearing just... don't feel right."

"Why do you wanna wear cloths? We practically go around naked anyways." Silver Spoon stated

"One, it helps me feel at ease with myself. And two, look whose talking ms pear necklace."

"Touche."

"But afterward, you gotta make friends with the CMC."

"WHAT!? Why?! Those three are gonna get me killed!" I went to Diamond Tiara

"They've, somewhat, changed since those days. You shouldn't need to worry about anything. You couldn't make any better friends." Diamond Tiara reassured

"If... if you say so. But first, let's finish our ice cream." I smiled

The sudden sound of a door being bashed down made my face go from a smile to "I'm gonna go fucking postal" in just one second. Another griffon bandit had attacked.

"THIS IS A STICKUP! HAND OVER THE BITS AND NO ONE GETS HURT!"

Everyone else made a duck for cover or stook their hooves up in the air.

"Freeze!" went Shining Armor as he entered the building

Well, that certainly clarifies things!!!

Wow. You sound REALLY angry.

OH! I FUCKING WONDER WHY!!!

"Don't move! Or this filly gets it!!!" The Bandit shouted as he took me in an attempt to have a hostage

...... Heartbeat ......

...... Heartbeat ......

Heartbeat ...... Heartbeat

Heartbeat ...... Heartbeat ...... Heartbeat

Heartbeat, Heartbeat, Heartbeat, Heartbeat, HEARTBEATHEARTBEATHEARTBEATHEARTBEATHEARTBEATHEARTBEATHEARTBEATHEARTBEATHEARTBEAT....................

Going postal.

I bit into the Griffon's Tallon making him yell out in pain as I freed myself from his grasp by ripping it clean off and tossing it into a nearby jukebox that played a VERY messed up tune.

"Awww, do you have a boo-boo?" I taunted as I pulled out the Silenced Pistol, "Bleed."

Two rounds and the griffon was on the floor crying for assistance.

"Sissyyy!" I went before shooting another round into his wing making him cry out more, "Wussyyyy!" Once again another round into the other wing, "Don't be a sissy!" I fired one more round, this one went straight through his neck but didn't kill him, "Ohhh did that hurt? Beg for this."

He couldn't say anything, he was bleeding out too much.

"Die like the dog you are." I stated before finishing him off with a bullet to the head, "Judge, jury, and executioner. All of these bandits must die. Where is their camp?"