spirit of hope and mind of steel
Either I Break, or You Break
Anon walks the city streets of Queens and is in a depressed state after his girlfriend dumped him for some dick with more money than him. Before anon had a chance to even mole over the situation. This falling feeling like a heart skipping a beat or a person's blood running cold. Anon’s body fell into a portal tube that brought him to a weird land of mixed matched colors and a weird missed matched animal parts put on a weird looking snaggle-toothed animal with linguistic speech being blasted by a rainbow laser. Anon was launched out the portal tube faster than an oiled-up fat-man going down the water slide at 55 mph. Anon smashed his head on the arm of this creature that was slowly turning to stone. Anon started to fade out only to wake up in this black room unable to go anywhere, unable to figure out where he was.
Anon heard this elegant voice say, “Sleep well sunshine.” Anon whipping around fast looked around and saw nobody in an inhale of quick breath and an exhaled sign. The voice changed into Anon’s voice and said, “It’s not in your inner thought if that's what you are assuming. I am a being of pure chaos.” Anon whipped around one more time as the voice came from the back of his head in fear of some Lovecraftian evil being right behind him. But to Anon’s ease he saw the hybrid creature's amalgamated face looking at Anon taking note Anon went from a shocked expression to a normal expression.
Anon said in a curious tone, “Who are you? What are you?”
The creature replied, “Well, I’m a Draconequus and my name is Discord.”
Anon in deep thought about the information Discord gave him asked, “What is a Draconequus and why can I see you in this pitch-black space?”
Discord giggling said, “A Draconequus is a creature with the head of a pony and the body of other animals, and this is what is in your head or mind scape in all honesty.” Anon was about to say something and the pitch-black room transformed into a living room with the snap of Discord’s finger. Anon looked around and noticed Discord recreated his apartment living room.
Discord said, “I’m taking a memory of your and applying it to this mind scape…. But we need to talk.”
Anon sitting on his comfy couch looked at Discord and replied, “Ok, what would you like to talk about?”
Discord retorted sharply, “The use of this body so I can reenter my own body.”
Anon looked confused and asked, “But how do we do that?”
Discord said, “Well the only way we can do that is if you give me complete control over your body.”
Anon in a darker yet angrier tone said, “Why would I give you, my body.”
Discord retorted in a giggle, “Because, you don’t have a choice I can control what you see and there is nothing you can do about it.” Anon trying to concentrate on changing the room. But nothing was working and the fact that Discords laughter was making it hard for him to concentrate. That's when Discord jumped at Anon and entered his head and jumped out of his ear and looked at Anon with a shit-eating grin.
Discord said with a dark smirk, “If you don’t let me then I’m just going to subject you two different types of torture tell you give me what I want.”
Anon looked at Discord with anger and asked, “Why? I don’t want you to take my body and I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t like it if I did the same thing to you if in your body.”
Discord pondered the idea and retorted, “Probably, but your two choices are one Mother or two Father.”
Anon confused accidently respawned, “Mother?”
Discord looked and giggled and snapped his finger and said, “Father it is!”
Anon disappeared and ended up in a white room with a box in it and a note on the box that said, “This box has a button that will allow me to take over your body.” Anon not having any of it starts walking away from the box in this white void as anon keeps walking the box gets smaller and smaller till it disappears from sight. Anon just keeps on walking only to stop after what feels like he had been walking for hours and nothing changed. Anon sits in the same place with nothing running though his mind. Then Anon starts counting up from 1 and keeps going for a while only for him to reach 3,153,600,000. That's when anon stops and sees a portal and on the other side he sees all these ponies having fun and talking with their friends. Anon runs over to the portal only for him to phase through it.
Discord suddenly appears through the portal only for all the ponies to transform into Discord all looking through the portal and the box appears behind Anon. Anon trips over it only for him to run away. Anon counting each step, he takes without stopping keeps going and going until for it to be days... weeks… month... years Anon still counting reached 9,999,236,957 steps. Anon stopped because his mind was degrading and breaking down making Anon realize how hopeless it is. Anon sits in place and stares into space devoid of emotion unable to cope with his situation. Anon slowly starts to fade and break down.
Discord appeared with a camcorder which Discord unwrapped it and ate the burrito that was in the camcorder. Discord chewing said, “The sad thing about this is when you wake up there is no guarantee that the race of intelligent ponies will accept you. HELL! They might just turn you to stone when you wake up.”
Anon looked up at Discord with tears and feeling depressed and asked, “Why are you doing this to me? I never wanted to be here. I just want to go home.”
Discord smiled and giggled at the expense of Anon’s despair and sadness retorted, “The reason is none and your sadness and despair you are feeling fuels me and makes me want to torment you more. Plus, the home you want to go back to is gone. I can only take, not send back.”
Anon in a defeated position sits there zoning out realizing he will never be able to say sorry to his family or friends or find the people in his life that could bring him true joy. Anon sits there defeated and stays like that for an eternity. Discord looks at Anon and realizes he drove Anon to a broken state instead of insanity. Discord ponders in triump, “Good, His spirit is broken but I need to drive him insane.” Discord looks out the window to the real world and sees only a couple of hours have passed and a devious plot is created in his mind.
Outside Anon’s body the Main 6 are trying to figure out what is wrong with this creature only to be met by Princess Luna.
Twilight looks over at Luna and asks, “Princess Luna! What is this creature?”
Luna replied, “This creature is a human. A being not of this world.”
Twilight asked, “How did it get here? Princess Luna!”
Luna looked over and said, “This is Discords doing.”
Twilight replied, “Why are you here? Princess Luna.”
Luna retorted, “I sensed a powerful dreamscape user in despair, fear, and sadness and tracked it back here.”
Twilight looking down at the creature said, “Then Discord is in there tormenting this creature. We need to save him.”
Luna looking over at Anon and replied, “We can but the dreamscape is dangerous if you get lost in there you could be swapped with the creature or Discord which would be worse than the situation already.”
Twilight retorted,” What if we use the Elements would it help us in any way?”
Luna thoughtfully replied, “I don’t know. But it’s worth a try.”
The Main 6 charge up their friendship laser beam and sent it at Anon. The laser beam swirls like a spiral into Anon’s head entering his mind. Anon in the dreamscape sees Discord reappear and the laser chasing him around. Discord teleports behind Anon thinking it would hit Anon instead of him. The laser stops an inch away from Anon and splits in half and goes around Anon to hit Discord. The laser expels Discord out of Anon’s dreamscape and starts breaking down the white void forcing Anon to wake up. Before Anon does, the friendship laser swirls around Anon and starts to envelop him, strengthening his mind and his spirit.
Before Discord was completely expelled from Anon’s mind said, “I will come back and make the torment worse when I get out, mark my words!”
Anon replied, “You broke my spirit and made me think it was hopeless. I dare say you won this round by breaking my spirit and nearly making me give in. However, there won’t be a next time you son of a bitch.” Anon covered in the friendship rainbow punched Discord so hard he exploded while leaving the body.
Anon wakes up and sees a group of ponies in a circle around him. Anon, scared they might dissect him, says, “I’m not tasty at all if you think of dissecting me.”
Luna giggled and retorted, “I assure you none of us ponies would or want to eat you or dissect you.”
Pinkie cuts in and says, “We should host a party for Anon, so he feels welcome.”
Twilight replies, “Ok, but we should also celebrate defeating Discord too.”
While anon hangs in the back he starts to hallucinate Discord watching him which makes him double take. The moment Anon looks around and starts having an anxiety attack which catches all the ponies and Princess Luna off guard. Anon blacks out and wakes up in the white room again forcing Anon into despair and stressing him out so much that he wakes up in a cold sweat only to see all the Main 6 sleeping all around him trying to make him feel loved. Anon hears a voice say, “It’s a PTSD like state you entered after the anxiety panic attack. What did he do to you that made you this way?”
Anon looked away as tears started to fall from his face and said, “How does being isolated in a white void sound stuck in there for millions of years and nothing but the pain of being alone.”
Luna, coming out of the shadows with tears running down her face teleports Anon and herself to Canterlot Castle in Luna’s Bedroom, snuzzling Anon on her bed they both cry for a couple of minutes only to pass out and enter the Dreamscape so they could talk more. Luna was shocked that Discord would do such a terrible thing after Anon tells his story.
Anon says, “Either I break, or you do. Was the last thing I said after that rainbow light enveloped me. Then I punched him in the face.”
Luna replied, “I will help you get over your trauma. Whatever it takes. Ok.”
Anon looked back up at Luna and tears welling up said, “Thank you.”
Author's Note
(NOTE'S) I think this turned out great for the first half when it comes to the idea of Anon being tortured with isolationism and forcing time to move way slower in the dreamscape. but I was running out of traction and had to throw a curve ball on this one sorry.
I personally think an Anon with PTSD or some kind of anxiety or panic attack would be cool to be honest sense I can relate to it.
I will get out of here and kill you
You broke me; now I break you
Anon walks the city streets of the Bronx and is in an energetic state after his girlfriend promised him anal. Before, Anon had a chance to enjoy the night sky and its beautiful city lights. Anon walked through a portal that brought him to a weird land, and in front of him was odd mixed-matched colors and weird-matched animal parts put on a weird-looking snaggle-toothed animal with linguistic speech being blasted by a rainbow laser. Anon walked out of the portal and was about to walk back through, but had it close behind him. Anon watched as the creature that was slowly turning to stone. Anon, feeling sleepy, faded in and out only to wake up in this black room, unable to go anywhere or figure out where he was.
Anon heard this oddly familiar voice say, “Sleep well, sunshine.” Anon, whipping around fast, looked around and saw nobody in an inhale of quick breath and an exhaled sign. The voice changed into Anon’s, saying, “It’s not in your inner thought if that's what you are assuming. I am a god of chaos.” Anon whipped around one more time as the voice came from the back of his head in fear of some Lovecraftian evil being right behind him. But to Anon’s ease, he saw the hybrid creature's amalgamated face looking at Anon. Taking note, Anon went from a shocked expression to a regular expression. Anon said in a curious tone, “What are you? Who are you?” The creature replied, “Well, my name is Discord, and I’m a Draconequus.”
Profoundly thinking about the information Discord gave him, Anon asked, “What is a Draconequus, and why can I see you in this pitch-black space?”Discord, giggling, said, “A Draconequus is a creature with the head of a pony and the body of other animals, and this is what is in your head or mindscape, in all honesty.” Anon was about to say something, and the pitch-black room was transformed into his bedroom with the snap of Discord’s finger. Anon looked around and noticed Discord had recreated his apartment bedroom. Discord said, “I’m taking your memory and applying it to this mindscape…. But we need to talk.”
Sitting at his desk, Anon looked at Discord and replied, “OK, what would you like to talk about?” Discord retorted sharply, “The use of this body so I can reenter my own body.” Anon looked confused and asked, “But how do we do that?” Discord said, “Well, we can only do that if you give me complete control over your body.” In a confused tone, Anon said, “Why would I give you my body.” Discord retorted with a giggle, “Because you don’t have a choice. I can control what you see, feel, think, taste, and touch, and you can do nothing about it.”
Anon was trying to concentrate on changing the room. But nothing was working, and the fact that Discord's laughter was making it hard for him to focus. That's when Discord jumped at Anon, entered his head, jumped out of his ear, and looked at Anon with a shit-eating grin. Discord said with a dark smirk, “If you don’t let me, then I’m just going to subject you to two different types of torture. Tell you give me what I want.” Anon looked at Discord with a frightened face and asked, “Why? I don’t want you to take my body, and I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t like it if I did the same thing to you in your body.” Discord pondered the idea and retorted, “Probably, but your two choices are… pick one for Mother or two for Father.” Anon, confused, accidently respawned, “Father?” Discord looked and giggled, snapped his finger, and said, “Mother, it is!”
Anon disappeared and ended up in a white room with an infinite number of other Anons, all strapped to different types of torture, some overlapping, and Anon could somehow see through their eyes and his heart what he’d heard and feel what he felt. Anon, feeling the surge of emotions and anxiety from being put in this situation, asked, “Why me? What makes me so special is when a million other people could be better picks than me.” Discord popped in next to every Anon and replied, “If you think the reason is because you are unique, then you are more naive than before. Anon, this has been done before many times, and the most important thing is that I’m so close to making you crack. I mean, I have to give it to you. You are one resilient bastard, to the point I had to fiddle with your dimensions of reality to get you to this point. If you look at it this way, I’m pulling out the top-notch torture routine this time. That’s got to amount to my respect for Celestia and Luna. Anon, stuck there, saw Discord start torturing him in every way and different ways possible.
Anon felt every single cut, slash, stab, burn, drowning if it was used in torture; Anon experienced it and in different ways, too. Discord, still torturing, said, “So, Anon, how’s the girlfriend? I know I had to fabricate the phenomena in the air to get her hooked on you. But I saw she promised to hit it, and that’s pretty cool. But I am sad that I helped you. Do you know how shallow that victory must feel? It's just food for thought. Oh! I should also mention that all the pain you’re feeling in the mindscape your brain is processing, and you most likely have scars forming due to trauma in the brain and whatnot.”
Discord grinned like a maniac and chopped him up with reckless abandon. Then he slowly and cruelly lowered Anon into a vat of acid, feet first. Anon felt the pain of his muscles and nerves turned into liquid, an indescribable sensation. Even after being killed, Discord continued over and over again. Anon had laid on the operating table and would release a breath of fresh air. Discord injected Anon with a medical drug that enhanced nerve sensitivity. Discord grabbed brake fluid and cut open Anon’s lower thigh, exposed his main leg artery, and yanked hard on the leg artery. Anon was in excruciating pain and kept passing out and being brought back to his senses by Discord.
Discord opened the bottle of brake fluid and started lubricating his wound and leg artery. Anon died due to the pain and blood loss. Discord moved Anon's consciousness to another and strapped him into a chair with an IV drip next to him. Discord pulled out a ton of syringes with a special fluid in it. Anon, scared and breathing heavily, says Discord injected him with the fluid into his IV drip. Anon suddenly felt like his nerves were on fire, which only worsened. Anon paused for a second and felt something enter his body that slowly lessened the pain.
Anon, slowly getting numb to the pain, felt a small string enter his body, helping him grow numb to the pain. Discord, unable to tell, kept up the torture. Discord suddenly paused the torture; Discord asked, “Give up yet? I’m impressed that you lasted this much torture and pain without giving up.” Discord pulled up a mirror and looked through the mirror. Anon and Discord saw Twilight and her friends looking at his body in confusion.
Anon felt a sense of familiarity and said, “Twilight, help me!” Anon was confused by his sudden shout-out for help to someone he had never seen before. Discord giggled and said, “Is it coming back to you now, or was that a force of habit?” Still confused and in pain, Anon said, “What do you mean?” Discord pulled a T.V. Out of his ear, and then another Anon, stuck in the white void, isolated and trapped in his head, was walking, and all he had to do was press a button to release Discord. Then Discord changed the channel to multiple other versions of Anon being tortured or imprisoned in his head.
Anon asked, “How many times have you done this?” Discord tapped his chin in a quizzical thought process and replied, “I’ve done this more than several hundred thousand times, and you never broke. It’s pretty impressive. You’ve gotten close to giving up, but you always seem to get out of it at the last second.” Anon still looked at Discord, and that’s when Discord said, “I promise you one thing: Discord when I get out of here, I’ll torture you with a fate worse than death.”
Discord smiled and replied, “Like I’d even give you the chance.” Anon, angry and still being tortured, felt a few strings enter his body, and that’s when Discord’s smile faded. He started getting worried by the fact Anon was no longer in pain and slowly getting stronger to the point he started fusing back together with himself like reverse mitosis.
Anon slowly gained more confidence and stood over Discord; with every fusion, he gained a new change of clothes. Anon stood before Discord, having absorbed his chaotic authority, making him the new god of Chao, and Anon rocked a tuxedo and fedora. Anon looked at the weakening Discord. Anon created a throne for himself.
Outside Anon’s body, the Main six are trying to figure out what is wrong with this creature, only to be met by Princess Celestia. Twilight looks over at Celestia and asks, “Princess Celestia! What is this creature?”Celestia replied, “This creature is a human. A being not of this world.” Twilight asked, “How did it get here? Princess Celestia!” Celestia looked over and said, “This is Discords doing.” Twilight replied, “Why are you here? Princess Celestia.” Celestia retorted, “I sensed the transfer of chaotic authority from Discord to this human.” Twilight looked down at the human and said, “Then will we have to use the Elements on him.” Celestia looked at Anon and replied, “We might not have chaotic authority, which is an ever-changing power, so that he could mold it for a force of good.” Twilight retorted,” What if we use the Elements in a way that could help him shape the authority?” Celestia thoughtfully replied, “I don’t know. But it could be worth a try.”
The Main 6 charged up their friendship laser beam and sent it to Anon. The laser beam swirls like a spiral into Anon’s head, entering his mind. Anon was messing with the chaotic authority energy in the mindscape on his throne, and a rainbow laser hit Anon and Discord. He was excited, though Anon would be turned to stone in his mindscape. But as the laser entered Anon, he was shot back as the chaotic authority and harmonious energy started clashing for dominance. Anon was coughing up blood, and the clash of energies was tearing his body up inside. Discord crawled away and, laughing, said, “You overstepped your boundaries, human. Nobody can control too many different energies on opposite spectrums. Chaotic energy is evil and unpredictable, while harmony energy is good and the natural order. Anon thought for a second, and that’s when he forced both energies into the authority, and they mixed and made the authority stronger and easier to handle. Anon slowly lifted off the ground, laughed like a madman, and said, “I figured it out.
Chaotic energy is used to help enhance the senses and the person in this world, though it’s too strong for your specific species. That’s why harmony energy is your race’s primary energy source. Too much chaos, and you’ll be overwhelmed. BUT NOT HUMANS. WE HAVE THE NATURAL BUILDING BLOCKS OF THE TWO MOST UNUSUAL ENERGIES AND THAT'S THE CHAOTIC AND HARMONIOUS. Now, I could mix the energies between them, and that’s why they were fighting for dominance in my body as an energy, and then I realized they would tear my body apart. But what if I put them in the authority specializing in its ever-changing form and unpredictable nature? Then, the two energies clashed in the authority. It evolved and created other forms of energy to help them to mix. DO YOU SEE WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF DISCORD? THE CHAOTIC ENERGY MADE ME A GOD, BUT WITH THE HARMONIOUS ENERGY, I'M THE FOUNDATION OF THIS UNIVERSE AND A MULTIVERSAL ENTITY. I AM CAPABLE OF ORDER AND CHAOS.
Before Discord was disconnected entirely from Anon’s mind, he watched as Anon was high on these new energies' and power. Tired of Discord, Anon held out his arm, extended his index and middle fingers, and said, “You broke me; I think it’s fair I break you. When you re-enter your mind, I’ll be there to torment you. Tell I’m satisfied with how many times you’ve tortured me.” Anon launched a purple light from his fingertips, and as it hit Discord's side, he stood in the mindscape of the monster he had created with a hole in half of his torso.
Anon woke up and saw a group of ponies in a circle around him. Anon, unfazed, stood up and said, “Well, aren’t you guys a sight for sore eyes.” Celestia, confused, retorted, “What do you mean? We’ve never met before.” Twilight said, “Yay, I would remember a bipedal creature.” Anon looked at you and replied, “Well, I figured you wouldn’t, but I’m not talking to you; I’m talking to them.”
Anon looked at the reader and paused the world only to say, “So you guys read me getting tortured and did nothing! Well, I should tell you when I get out of here, you're first on my shit list; you got that.” Anon rewound the world before he said, “Sight for sore eyes.”
Anon woke up and saw a group of ponies in a circle around him. Anon, scared that Twilight might shoot him with the elements of Harmony, says, “I’m not evil, so please don’t shoot me.” With a gentle smile, Celestia retorted, “I assure you none of us ponies would judge you by what we see.” Pinkie says, “We should host a party for Anon, so he feels welcome.” Twilight replies, “OK, but we should also celebrate defeating Discord.” While Anon stood up and followed the group from behind, he looked over his shoulder and gave you a look that could silence angels; when Tyler looked around and started thinking of all the fun he’ll have when he got out of this universe and all the [immeasurable evil] he will commit.
Author's Note
Looks like I can control this to thanks for this authority now I can predict what the writer is thinking and what he will do……
(Writer: help he’s holding my keyboard hostage!)
Yeah beg like a dog for help you need to be put in place like the lower life form you are.
