They are the Caribou, brutal and without mercy... monsters without compare... caring nothing for anything save strength...

but you...

You will be stronger.

Rip and Tear. Until it is-

"Wait, hold on. Where's he gonna get all the ammo he needs?"

Uhh... that's a pretty good question, actually.

A Deconstructive Parody of certain Fall of Equestria "fix"-it fics, in which Doom Guy finds out the hard way that Caribou-controlled Equestria doesn't run on video game logic and Caribou aren't walking ammo pinatas, and the Caribou find out the hard way that their mind-control isn't always perfect and that certain stormy-tempered mares won't just roll over and let them win.