The Dooming Displacement

by King Rose

Rating: mature
Tags: Other, Princess Luna, Second Person, Profanity, Adventure, Violence, Pinkie Pie, Crossover, Sex, Anthro, Main 6, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Flitter, Dark, Death, Alternate Universe, Human
Length: 3782

Who'd have thought that I would go to a convention as the OG Doomguy and buy a couple of his Doom Eternal guns including the infamous Crucible only to end up in Equestria? Not me that's for sure, but I have no choice. So, let's f*ck up some Caribou!!

Equestria has fallen, the rape crazy patriarchal Caribous, led by King Dainn have taken over and are turning all mares into whorish slaves who want nothing more than to be defiled and violated, and they're warping the minds of the stallions into rape crazy drunkards who only want one thing... You can probably guess what that is.

The attack started with the Crystal Empire when the Caribou turned the Crystal Heart, into this bullshit thing called the Crystal C*ck... Yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh what the fuck?

That's already a pain in the ass. But you try waking up as the bane of literally all of hell and the guy who's too angry to fucking die and you tell me what its like! Oh, hold up don't! BECAUSE I ALREADY KNOW!!!!

Yeah, I'm the Doomguy, and now that I'm awake... I'm fucking PISSED!

But... As the original's always said...

RIP AND TEAR, UNTIL IT IS DONE

My Displacement is the Caribou's Doom.

Published 2020-04-15 02:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-04-15 02:50:01 UTC

The Dooming Displacement- Prologue

The Dooming Displacement

Prologue: Displacement

??? POV

“Alright, your good to go.” The man looking at my pass told me, giving me a smile as he looked at my cosplay. “Nice cosplay by the way, Doom Eternal’s one of my favorite games!” The man told me, giving me a thumbs up.

I looked at him and smiled, not that he could see it, before giving him my own thumbs up and walking into the convention. Right now I was at a gaming convention which by the way was absolutely packed full of people and I was dressed as the shotgun wielding rabbit lover himself, The Doom Slayer! Or more accurately, I was dressed in the Doomguy armor skin for the game. Gotta love the classics. Anyway, I had all the necessary gear for it, the Doomblade gauntlet on my arm, the Equipment Launcher for the Grenades, Ice Bombs and the Flame Belch, and I was dressed in the iconic Doomguy helmet! It was awesome, though it did feel kinda embarrassing to have my abs showing due to the ripped part of the outfit itself. People didn’t seem to mind at all really as some of them actually stopped me and asked to take some pictures with me, to which I told them all yes! People actually liked my cosplay and it felt nice!

Though I was missing some things, most notably were the guns. I was missing an essential part of the Doomguy/Slayer visage! I couldn’t be The Hellwalker himself without his trusty tools, I should at least have the Super Shotgun but no… I didn’t have enough time to get a fake one for the convention and I didn’t want to get arrested for bringing a real shotgun into the convention. So, I now have, I think about… $400 or $500 in my wallet to buy a Doom Eternal weapon to complete my look.

As I was walking around, a few more people stopped me and took pictures with me. I gladly took the pictures with them and went on my merry way but about another hour of searching later I was starting to get a little miffed. Literally every single stall I’d been to at this point had no Doom weapons, none! It was starting to piss me off a bit but then I noticed a shady looking stall which held more than what I was looking for. They had perfect replicas of the Doom Eternal Super Shotgun with the Meathook, the Combat Shotgun with the Sticky Bomb mod, the Heavy Cannon with the Precision Bolt mod, the Chainsaw, the Chaingun with the Mobile Turret mod, the Rocket Launcher with what I assume is the Lock-on Burst mod, and finally the most of all and the one that made me essentially go full Doomguy meme… The Crucible. And I’m not talking about the one that now powers the Castle of Doom, I’m talking about the Icon of Sin killer Crucible!

I essentially teleported over to the booth and picked up the Super Shotgun and started to study it intensely, looking at every angle, every nook and cranny of the OG Doomgun before looking at the underside of it and smiling at the sight of the Meathook. My nerd senses were going haywire as I loved the Super Shotgun and right now I felt like a kid getting the best birthday present ever.

“Ah, Doom Slayer. What a nice surprise.” I heard a man’s voice call out in a robotic fashion.

Looking up I saw a guy who was dressed in a pretty cool looking Samuel Hayden cosplay, I went to talk to him but he then pointed towards a sign that read, ‘Customers Must Stay In Character To Buy’. So, I stayed relatively silent and pointed at the guns and sword that laid in front of me.

"Unf." I grunted audibly.

“Ah, so you’d like to buy your weapons I see.” The guy hummed before looking over them. “I’ll just assume you want both shotguns, both chain weapons, the RPG and the Crucible?” He asked which I gave him a grunt and a nod as a reply. “Alright… that’ll be $300 in all.” He told me.

I had to do a double take as my eyes went wide. These guns looked exactly like their real counterparts, so why only $300?! I wasn’t going to argue though, these were some good looking weapons and I wanted to have them. I fished my wallet out before taking out $300 out of my $500 and handed it to the guy.

“Thank you for the purchase,” The man said as he fished out a pack and placed all the weapons in the bag before handing it to me, to which I gladly took it and held the Super Shotgun in my right hand before fishing the Crucible out and holding it in my currently occupied left hand. “And enjoy your trip, please try to save them.” The man said which confused me but unfortunately I couldn’t talk back.

I felt woozy and I fell backward onto my back but instead of hitting the hard ground, I fell into what seemed to be a bush. I could feel my consciousness leave me as the pack disappeared and I could feel the Crucible leave my hand and lock itself onto my waist before my entire world went black and I fell asleep.

The Dooming Displacement- Chapter 1

The Dooming Displacement

Chapter 1: Becoming Angered

???/Doomguy’s POV

I shuffle around in my sleep before feeling a pair of hands trying to pry my pants off my waist. Am I ‘bout to be raped!? My brain’s alarms go off, causing me to snap my eyes open and look down at my pants. Only to find what looks like a… a naked girl with a tail trying to pull my pants down? What the fuck? What the actual… Fuck?! My thoughts blare in my head as the girl seems to be having trouble pulling my pants down. Thankfully. Anyway I begin to sit up which alarms the girl enough that she yelps and in surprise, she falls to the ground. I went to help her when I noticed that her back had two black stripes going down where her shoulder blades would be and she had what looked to be a tail coming from her lower back, likely near her asshole. The hell are those? I wonder, tilting my still helmeted head before hearing the clopping of what seemed to be… hooves?

“Ah, I see that muh bitch was trying to get into your pants. From what I can tell, she displeased you? I’ll have to punish her for that.” A male voice said as the owner of the voice came into view.

Is that a fucking anthropomorphic deer or something? I silently asked myself as I came face to muzzle with just that, an anthropomorphic… Caribou from the looks of it, his eyes were a lust filled green and his… his fucking enlarged anthro animal dick was just hanging out as he was wearing no fucking pants at all. Not even goddamned underwear. All he was wearing was a white undershirt which tightly wrapped around his four pack abs and his fur. I paid him no more attention before registering that he called the girl who was now on her knees looking down in absolute shame and probably fear as she was crying slightly, a bitch.

“Why did you call her a bitch?” I asked, my voice now being much, much lower than normal. I sounded like Kratos actually. “And why was she trying to get into my pants?” I asked, my voice registering through my helmet as I looked around for my stuff, only finding the Crucible which was still hanging on my waist. “Where the fuck’s my shit?!” I yelled, getting a bit miffed.

“Oh, well your stuff is over there. I found a bag and a weird contraption when I found you on my patrol. C’mon, get your stuff and wait in the living room while I punish this whore for not doing her job right.” The Caribou told me as he cracked his knuckles and began walking toward the girl with an evil smile.

He raised his fist up to go and hit the girl, only to find that he couldn’t because my black gloved hand was tightly holding his wrist in place. “The fuck you think you’re doing?” I asked slowly, looking at the Caribou.

“What’s it look like, punishing a little pony whore for not doing her job right.” He told me, trying to get his wrist out of my grip. I didn’t budge.

“She was trying to get into my pants, which I didn’t want her to do anyway, when I woke up and startled her. She fell down and yelped. That’s all that happened, so there’s no need to hit her. Plus hitting a girl is a dick move and just really something an asshole would do.” I told him before tossing him away from the girl, who I now noticed was looking up at me with a surprised look. “Hey,” I said, snapping her out of her wonder and kneeling down in front of her, trying to check if she was injured. “You okay?” I asked.

The girl, or anthro pony going off of what the dick behind me said, had long opal colored hair which went down to her shoulders before being sloppily cut off. Her tail was the same color and was cut really short which would’ve exposed her shithole and her… unmentionables but I also noticed that she too had fur but her fur was a persian blue color and her eyes were a watery gray raspberry color before tears started to stream from her eyes. I became worried as she started to shake rapidly, I began to panic until she lunged at me and wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging me tightly as she sobbed her heart and soul out in what I assume was sorrowful joy. I slowly and hesitantly hugged her back before looking down and noticing that she had a strange ass tattoo that was made out to be a couple of rain drops that were colored with a white coloring.

“What the fuck?!” The Caribou shouted, causing the pony to reel back and shove me away in fear as the dickwad stormed back with what looked to be a metal sword. “I brought you into my house and lent you my bitch and this is how you repay me, how you treat me?! Don’t you know how a cunt is supposed to be disciplined?” The ass shouted at me.

“If you haven’t noticed, I’m not from around here.” I told him darkly. “Put the fucking sword down and explain to me what the fuck’s been going on here. Actually put some pants on too, I’m not too comfortable with talking to a dude who’s got his junk hanging out.” I told him as he let out an aggravated sigh before grumbling out a small, ‘fine’ and walking over to the couch, grabbing a pair of pants and putting them on before sitting down. “Thank you.” I mumbled before walking over to the other couch and grabbing my bag, which looked like a small military satchel and my Super Shotgun which laid next to it.

Grabbing the Super Shottie, I immediately knew that something was off. It was a lot heavier than when I had bought it, it wasn’t too heavy but it was a decent weight. I pulled the barrel down and to my surprise, two empty shotgun shells flew out of the barrels and hit my chest before falling into my lap. I just stared at them in slight shock before picking them up to which they actually disintegrated in my palms. I then had an idea and reached my left hand over to behind my waist and bent my hand like I was grabbing something before bringing it back in front of me and seeing that I now held two brand new shotgun shells. I froze in shock for a second before shaking it off and slamming both shells into the barrel and flipping it upwards which locked it into place for me to fire it. I then turned it over and saw the Meat Hook was in its closed position, until a second later when the blade snapped violently into its usable position, just like when the player would get the Super Shotgun in the game.

I looked it over for a second before placing it in my lap and facing back towards the Caribou who looked interested in my gun. “Anyway, as I asked. Can you explain to me what’s happened?” I asked once more.

“Alright,” The Caribou sighed before looking to the side with a shit-eating smile. “Well, right now we’re in what was once the kingdom of Equestria, a land ruled by the Celestial Sisters Celestia and Luna who control the sun and moon respectively. Though four years ago, we came to town and took over the place, putting these wenches in their places and having King Dainn turn the Crystal Heart in the Crystal Empire into the glorious Crystal Cock which turned the mares in the Empire into sluts and caused the stallions to turn into sex craving beasts, Dainn was it fun to watch the males rape their sisters, mothers, and sometimes daughters as those female sluts just begged for more! ” He laughed which caused my fists to tighten considerably. “Ever since then, these pony females have been at our beck and call as our slaves for us to do what we see fit with them. After all, you can agree with me when I saw that we men are the real power houses and all females are just cum dumps and breeding whores to carry our mighty seed with, right?!” He cackled and howled with laughter as I just stared at the carpet with a mighty glare.

It was then that I noticed the blood red and the… semen white stains on the carpet. I then looked back to the pony girl I had hugged mere moments ago and noticed a long scar going down her side and the several cuts on her arms. My fists tightened even tighter as I looked back to the Caribou who was still howling with laughter. My eyes now filled with a rage I’d never thought I’d ever feel, this was the rage of the Doomguy himself.

“Yeah… we have very different views of what should be right and wrong. As such we have extremely different and even paralleling morals. Also I should tell you what I plan to do now.” I told him slowly standing up, holding my Super Shotgun tightly in my right hand and down at my side. Walking over, I was now standing directly over the Caribou, my towering height staring down with a mighty rage. “I’m going to free all the places your race has under control and kill all male Caribou I come across, slowly and painfully before making my way towards the King of you patriarchal sons of bitches before finally tearing him in two, in front of all the Crystal Empire.” I explained as he looked at me with confusion and shock.

“Wha-!” He tried to ask before I cut him off.

Swiftly raising my Super Shotgun’s Meathook partially, I drove the blade directly into the fucker’s stomach, causing him to pause in horror. His crimson blood slowly pooling over my shotgun’s blade, onto his pants and into the couch. He slowly looked back up to me, his green eyes wide as he looked into mine with terror.

“And I’ll start it all, with you.” I told him before pulling the trigger of the shotgun tightly.

The life in his eyes immediately vanished as he quickly perished, but his stomach’s entrails and flesh flew to pieces as his body’s upper half flew upwards. His organs spilling out as lead flew into the walls of the couch and house, creating an extremely loud bang which caused the pony to cover her ears, lest she lose her hearing. The Caribou’s organs became shreds as his intestines gushed out all sorts of blood and oozed out like puddy. His upper half falling to my feet as his lower half had the sight of his bloodied white spine still sticking out of his back. Looking down at his upper half which landed on my gray silver colored boot, I flipped it over so that his chest faced the ceiling. I then place my boot directly onto the middle of his chest before slowly applying an increasing amount of pressure, relishing the sound of his slowly cracking ribs and sternum before chuckling with delight at the sound of his squashing lungs, pancreas, heart and other organs in his chest. Finally, with a well placed shove, my foot went through his chest and created a crater, which caved his chest in down to his spine before lifting my foot up and admiring my handiwork. Pulling my Super Shotgun’s barrel down, two empty shells launched from the chambers before I reached back and pulled out two more shells seemingly out of nowhere, just like the Doomguy would and slammed them both into the chambers before snapping the barrel upwards, loading my gun with a satisfying click.

“Y-Y-You k-killed him.” The pony mare said with terror written all over her face.

“He deserved it, plus karma’s a pain in the ass.” I told her as I placed the SS(Super Shotgun) into the satchel and getting the satchel hooked onto my back before reaching back with my right hand and pulling out the Combat Shotgun(CS). I looked it over and noticed that it had the Sticky Bomb mod on to which I smiled as this was the mod I used throughout the main campaign of Doom Eternal. “Hey,” I sighed, getting the mare’s attention. “Get up and get something that’ll be good use for a cloak or shirt or something. We’ve got a long journey ahead of us and I’d rather not have a naked female walking alongside me.” I told her as she looked at me with confusion.

“W-What do you mean?” she asked, her raspberry eyes filled with confusion, horror and shock.

“Well, you’re coming with me right? Or… did you like being a sex slave?” I asked rhetorically with a snort as she snapped her mind back into reality. “Here, use this.” I told her tossing her a blanket which was lying on the couch I sat on, which she caught. “C’mon, let’s get going.” I told her as she ran up to my side, looking at me with happiness.

She then wrapped her arms around me once more and hugged me tightly. “T-Thank you! Thank you so much!!!!” She yelled with happiness.

“It’s no problem.” I told her as she let go of my neck and finished fashioning the blanket in the shape of a cloak. “Also, I never got your name.” I told her.

“Oh, right.” She blushed slightly. “W-Well, my name is Flitter Star and I was a Pegasus Pony.” Flitter told me which I had to stop and look at her with a raised eyebrow.

“‘Was a Pegasus?’ The hell does that mean?” I asked with a tilt of my helmet, as I opened the door to the house or rather, kicked its shit in as it turned into splinters beneath my boots.

Flitter stayed silent at my question before rubbing her shoulders with a sense of loss before lifting the cloak to show me something, to which I blushed slightly at the sight of her ass, which was fine might I say, but I then noticed those two black stripes that ran down the length of her shoulder blades. My eyes went wide before she let the cloak drop and she turned back to face me. She looked down at the ground as tears slowly spilled from her eyes in sorrow.

“So, they took your wings?” I asked with my mouth ready to drop. Only for my jaw to slam into the ground as she gave me a teary nod. I closed my mouth before turning the house of the bastard that likely took them from her and hearing the Equipment Launcher ready itself on my left shoulder. “That son of a goddamned bitch!” I screamed as I activated the Flame Belch, which sent golden flames spilling out of the launcher and engulfed the entire house within seconds.

It honestly looked like the sun had taken the world’s biggest shit on this house as it took five seconds for the Flame Belch to go into recharge but by then the damage was done and I was happy knowing that the bastard would be fed into the deepest pits of hell. I turned around to see Flitter whose mouth was agape as she stared at my rage. She turned to me with a shocked face that made me chuckle before I walked over to her and ruffled her mane up a bit.

“I’m….” I began to say before drawing a blank on my name. I guess I forgot what it was. But I could remember that the Doomguy from the novel’s name was John Kane. Considering that I’m now the Doomguy himself, I guess he wouldn’t mind if I took his name. Looking down at the mare, who was looking at me with starry eyes filled with hope, I smiled before saying. “I’m John Kane, but you can call me Doomguy. C’mon let’s go, we have a long road ahead of us and frankly, I’d rather not be here when other Caribou bastards get here.” I tell her before she looks at me and nods with a small smile.

Giving my own grin, I hold up a thumbs up before holding my CS out in front of me as the two of us begin to walk down the road, away from the house. Towards what? Heh, hell if I know. But I do know that wherever we’re heading towards, it’ll put me further on the path to freeing Equestria from these Caribou and helping the kingdom return to peace. These Caribou are very unlucky that I ended up here, because I now hold the rage of the only man that all the demons of hell fear. And plus I wasn’t just the Doomguy… I was now the motherfucking, Doom Slayer. Get ready King Dainn, cause I’m about to bring to you the literal meaning of the phrase, “Hell on Earth”.