Discord Days: The True Lives of The Fabulous Killmares
Discord Days: The True Lives of The Fabulous Killmares
Over thirty years ago today, the human cooperation Better Living Industries (referred to as BL/ind) came to Equestria through a temporal flux that appeared over Canterlot. The scientists and politician that crossed the rift became ponies upon touching the ground. Within days they took over all of Equestrian travel, trade and business. Eventually they took over Equestrian government and ordered the execution of both Princess Celestia and Luna. They ordered all ponies to give into their ways. Those who gave in lost their identities to the bar-code on their necks, the ones who were unsure we're brainwashed by their machines. All those who opposed we're treated as garbage and were executed. They never executed the resisters themselves, they used their brainwashed and nameless families and friends to carry out the deed. Things continued like this until a group of ponies who lived in the wasteland sectors of Equestria banded together in a resistance only known as the Fabulous Killmares.
Pinkie Poison stared up at the dark sky above the Everfree Wastelands. A large DIS/cor-D zeppelin was floating overhead on it's long journey towards Battery City. The sun began to rise in the eastern sky, but it was not by Celestia's hand that the majestic morning came flooding over the lands. The radio kicked to life as Rain Ghoul fumbled with the dials.
"Yo, Pinks, I think I got it." She called out from inside the Shit Wagon, an old Gran Torino that they stole years ago from the BL/ind headquarters. All the paint had faded from the car, which they had rigged to be driven by ponies, except for a white version of Celestia's Cutie Mark which adorned the hood. The radio finally kicked to life from the dead static that haunted most of the stations.
"Look Alive Sunshine"
Pinkie smiled a little bit. DJ Death Defying's monthly broadcast was the one ray of hope in this world of the forgotten and damned. She mouthed the words of her long lost mare friends opening lines
"109 in the Sky
But the Pigs won't quit
Your here with me
DJ Death Defying
I'll be your surgeon
your proctor, your helicopter
Pumping out the slaughtermatic
sounds to keep you alive
A system failure for the masses
Anti-matter for the master plan
Louder than God's revolver
and twice as shiny
Pinkie began to charge the anti-matter chamber on her AMLr2 as she raised it to the sky. She aimed the barrel just to the right of the zeppelins main engine.
Killmare's Encyclopedia:
AMLr2 ~ Upgraded Anti-Matter Emancipation Laser. Unlimited use laser gun that gathers ammo through a constant charge anti-matter fusion chamber. Firing Range - 2-4 miles depending on charge.
This one's for all you rock 'n' rollers
All you crash queens and motor babies
Listen up!
Pinkie began to scream out the last lines as her AMLr2 reached full power.
"The Future Is Bulletproof
The Aftermath Is Secondary
It's time to do it now and
do it loud
Killmares....makes some noise!"
She pulled the trigger and yanked the gun to the right, the shot heading straight towards the armored hull of the zeppelin.
"5.....4.....3.....2.....1" Ghoul called out from the car as she shut the radio down and looked up at the potential bomb floating overhead.
"0" The laser struck the main fusion reactor in the engine and within seconds the zeppelin was engulfed in a ball of fire as it plummeted towards the ground.
"Hehe, nice shot. Still quite the sharp shooter, eh Pinks?" Rain Ghoul stepped out of the car. She lifted her signature Zombified Manticore mask over her face, her magenta eyes barely visible in the dark. Her dark green mane flipped back from the mask, her single solitary rainbow colored streak stood out from the rest of her get-up. A black vest, black pants and a stripped legging on her front hooves.
Pinkie ignored her, her matted pink and black mane laid flat against the windshield. She slid her red leather jacket on as she slid off the car. A large purple lightning shaped scar hung below her pink masquerade mask that covered her eyes. The right eye was just as purple as the scar that clung to the flesh around it.
"We heading out?"
"Yeah." Pinkie said as she finished the last drag of her cigarette and flicked her lighter on. "Shy and the others are probably worried." She turned back towards a grey stallion tied to a post a few feet from the car. She walked over and sat the lighter at his hooves, the dry grass around him instantly catching. "Damn BL/ind scum."
"Yeah, those bastards are going to pay for what they did." Ghoul jumped through the window of the Killmobile.
"Showoff." Pinkie climbed in and started her up. "Hehe, purrs just like day we took her." She punched the gas and sped off, opening the door to smack the flaming stallion as he writhed in pain. They took off down the old path, which was now a paved road, that lead from Los Pegasus to Ponyville. The night was beginning to fade as the sun came up above the horizon.
"6:35 on the dot."
"Just like it has been." When Celestia and Luna we're executed by DIS/cor-D, they took control of all weather control and used their strange technologies to regulate the rising of the sun and moon. The sun always rose at 6:35 and set at 7:00 . The Killmobile sped on through the rise of the early morning sun, the sad reminder of the past they once knew.
"Pinkie, we've got company!" Ghoul reached back over the front seat and grabbed her gun as the rain of anti-matter shots fell upon the car.
"Fuck!" Pinkie slammed her the gas pedal all the way to the floor boards and set the cruise control as 4 more grey stallions raced up to them from behind on hover bikes. "Don't these guys know when to quit!"
"I don't think they know the meaning of the word!" Ghoul shouted as she hung out the window and open fired on the group as shots flew around her. She aimed right between the eyes of one of the stallions and fired the shot, which bounced off to the right and struck the pony next to him. "Shit! The fuckers have matter shields."
"Figures." Pinkie grabbed the handle of the large Syr-767 Matter Converter Ray on the side of the car, leaving one hoof on the steering wheel. "Ghoul, 68 Cupcake Special!"
Ghoul smirked as she ducked back into the car and slammed the stick shift into reverse as Pinkie twisted the wheel with her hind hoof. The tires squealed and let out a cloud of putrid smoke as the car spun around and the guns aimed straight at the group of Faceless.
Killmares Encyclopedia:
Faceless ~ The brainwashed minions of the DIS/cor-D army. Led by their Overseer Spark and their Commander Richter AKA Discord's Keeper
"Hey, assholes! You hungry!" Pinkie called out giving the Syr-767 it's final charge. "Cause here come's dessert!" She fired off several rounds of cupcake shaped black matter bombs at the wave of Faceless. No matter how much they swerved and tried to avoid them they were all one by one struck down in large bursts of ultra violet light. When each of the Faceless had fallen, Pinkie slammed the car back into drive and spun it around.
"Now that was fucking awesome!" Ghoul called out as Pinkie punched it.
"We're not out of the woods yet." She nodded to the black Viper flying up from behind. The DIS/cor-D symbol stood out in sharp contrast to the night black paint job. The supercharger roared to life as the car pulled along side the Gran Torino. A lavender unicorn mare poked out from the sunroof with a loaded bazooka in her hooves. Pinkie's face grimaced as she stared down the barrel of the weapon that belonged to her once close friend Twilight Sparkle. She only answered to a simple name now, just like all the other brainwashed scum of BL/ind......
Spark...
"Your time is up!" Spark called from the Viper as she charged her weapon. Pinkie waited until it was fully charged and slammed on the break as hard as she could. The blast narrowly missed the windshield, causing a few minor cracks to the already damaged glass. The Viper sped off as the Killmobile slammed into a very large cactus.
"Shy! Where the heck are you!" Fire Starr called out from the diner's entrance. The old Sugar Cube Corner building in the ruins of Ponyville had acted as a Killmares' HQ for a little over 5 years. The place didn't look as nice as it once did, the beautiful pastel colors had now faded to white and been coated in the dust kicking up around the desert.
"I-I'm over here." Shy called out from the other side of the gas pump Pinkie had set up to fuel the Killmobile.The yellow filly poked her head around the side of the pump tower. "S-sorry if I ....umm... worried you."
"Hehe, It's ok. Just tell us when you head outside next time." Fire turned back, wiping the dust from her fire-like mane. She trotted back into the diner and grabbed a can of water from the counter.
Hmm... I wonder where Ghoul and Pinkie are....
Na NaNa Na NaNa Na NaNa Na Na
Pinkie groaned as she sat back in her seat, her muzzle having smashed against the wheel when the Killmobile swerved off the road and slammed into a large catus. She winced as her hoof brushed her mane out of her face, a deep cut stinging from the dirt that brushed against it. "Shit. Ghoul you ok?"
She looked over to the passenger seat, expecting Ghoul to be sitting there. She was shocked to see the seat had been ejected through the windshield. Pinkie kicked open the door and jumped out of the car, her hooves kicking up huge ammounts of dust as she rushed into the desert that surrounded her. "Ghoul! Where the fuck are you!!"
Her ears perked up as she head a low grunt comming from the bottom of a small hill. She slid down the sandy edge, coming to rest a few feet from the overturned captain's chair that was half burried in a cactus. "Ghoul!"
"I'm ok...just get me the fuck off this thing!" Ghoul screamed as she tried to lift her and the seat off the cactus, only managing to push her hooves further into the plant. Pinkie ran over and put her hooves under the edge of the seat as the two mare's started to lift. Their combined efforts was enough to flip the seat on it's back. "Ow, fuck! That fucking sucked so much!"
"Just shut up and hold still." Pinkie said as she started to pull the spiney leaves out of Ghoul's skin. "Are you good enough to fly?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine." She said through her cries of pain from each blood-covered spine that was ripped from her body. As the last one was pulled, she unbuckled the cross belt on the seat and jumped out. "Fuck, a little stiff.", She said as she stretched her wings and hooves,"So, is the car ok?"
"Yeah, it's fine. We just got to get this damn thing back in and get the fuck out of her before "her royal bitchiness" comes back with more goons." The two mares struggled as they manuvered the seat back up the dune, Ghoul lifting from the air as Pinkie pushed. A moment or two more and they crested over the peak, hurring to get the seat back into it's proper position.
"Pinks, get me the toolbox. I got this." Ghoul said as she lifted the seat into the car, lineing up the bolts that had flown off with the seat over their original positions. Pinkie trotted to the back of the car, kicking the trunk and causing the lid to lift up. She dug through the mass of random collected junk, cans of food and water, and the corpse of a Faceless to reach the rusty read box. She tossed it over the back and it landed on the ground behind Ghoul with a heavy thud. "There you go. Wants some water while I have this thing open, it fucking reaks back here."
"Sure, might as well. It's gonna take me about ten minutes to get this damn thing secure." She said as she grabbed the wrench, slowly tightining the bolts back into the threads of the screw holes. Pinkie grabbed two cans of water and shut the trunk. She cracked hers open and set the otherone on the dashboard. Ghoul reached up and grabbed it. "Thanks."She said as the can hissed open and she chugged down the instantly cold water. She looked up at Pinkie while she continued to work. "I gotta ask, Pinks. Why did you let her get that close to killing us!? I mean seriously, I would rather not die soon if it is at all possible."
"Fucking hell Ghoul, you know damn good and well what happened!" She said chugging down her entire can of water before crushing it against her head and tossing it into wasteland that stretched eternally around them. "I know that she is still in there somewhere."
"Pinks, as much as that is a good thought, we have to face the fact. Sparkler is gone, she's just another mindless fucking pawn in DIS/cord-D's possesion. If that was really Sparkler, she wouldn't have executed Buckshot."
"Think what you want RAINBOW! I just have that feeling, she has to be in there somewhere. I just fucking know it."
Ghoul sighed. "I wish you were right, Pinkie. But for now, she's just another brainwashed blank who will stop at nothing until we are dead. She would probably even kill Shy if they told her too." She sighed once more as she finished tightening the last bolt. "Just remember that."
" I do remember that, and if it comes down to it." Pinkie scowled as she lifted her AMLr2 out of it's holster. "I will fucking blow her brains out!"
"Damn straight." Ghoul chuckled as she gave Pinkie a hoof bump."Now let's get this show on the road before we get our asses handed to us."
Pinkie smirked. "Your just worried that Diamond won't do that thing you like with her.."
"STOP TALKING!!!" Ghoul snapped as she jumped back into the Killmobile. "Fucking bitch."
"You know you fucking love me." She said with a small giggle, the only bit of happines she had really had in a while, as she climbed through the window on the driver's side. She turned the key, shifted into reverse and backed out. She barely touched the road before swinging the whole car around in a full doughnut and shifted into drive, flooring it as they sped down the highway.
Pinkie sighed as her head hung out the window. " Na NaNa Na NaNa Na NaNa Na Na!"
Spark cursed herself for missing the shot. I should have fucking known Pinkie would pull some stupid shit like that!
She grabbed her gun from the glove compartment and pointed it into the back of the car, firing and blowing the brains of the Faceless behind her all over the back windshild. "That was a fucking disgrace! I know I trained you stupid son's of bitches better than to fall for her damn tricks!"
The other two Faceless in the back of the car said nothing and showed no emotions as Spark fired a round into each of their heads. She turned her attention to the Faceless driving the car. "Stop this damn car and get the fuck out."
The Faceless follwed the orders given to her and slammed on the breaks. No sooner had the car stopped, she bolted out of the car and shut the door.
Spark climbed over into the drivers seat. She looked into the backseat, her horn lighting up as the bodies erupted into flames and burning themselves and all their gray matter out of existance. She shifted the gears of the Viper and backed up abit. She reved the engine a couple of times before slamming it into drive. She floored the pedal and slammed into the mare standing mindlessly in the middle of the road. All that was left of her on the car was the massive ammount of blood on the hood and a severed hoof stuck in the grill. Spark didn't care as she sped off towards Battery City
One day, Pinkie. I will kill you. I will kill all of you. Every. Last. Killmare. Shall. Die!
