[NEETPone] Floor Bored's everyday life, by Anon

>You crack open another can of Hill Mist and take a sip.
>The bubbly, sugary taste brings a small smile to your lips, and you lie back to relax a bit.
>Mare, weekend night on the computer, snacks and drinks, ain't nothing better.
>...Well, except maybe being out with some good friends.
>Or with that special s-somepony...
>>Not that anypony would like you that way.
>-Ah, but nevermind that jazz!
>You got music, you got games, you got stuff to munch and sip on.
>That's all you'll ever need!
>>All you can get.
>Browsing through your large, but admittedly not massive library, you settle on a fine little classic of yours, Hay Fortress 2.
>Hasn't seen the light of day for a while, so why not?
>Not like you have, either.
>>Because you're different.
>You accidentally let a small giggle out.
>>You look terrible when you laugh.
>Eyes moving towards the chips, you grab a few and munch while the game loads up.
>>Are you a pony, or a pig?
>A random shiver crawls down your back, so you shake it off and pop a few things.
>Ahh, that feels good.
>>But the pain will stay forever.
>Looking around the menu, your eagerness to play is slightly gone for some reason.
>Oh well, you got the menu up, you're a little rusty, but you got this.
>You click your way into a server and take another sip while you wait.
>>Wasting a perfectly good weekend, doing what you always do.
>It finally starts up, and you take one last sip while you get into position for some hardcore scrubbing.
>Pick your favorite class, walk a little, and-
"What? Already? Stupid camper."
>Slowly go the same route-
>A heavy sigh leaves you.
>Okay, just go around and-
"Oh whatever, how the hay did you know I was there?"
>You pick a faster class and rush.
>Almost every shot misses.
"This is stupid!"
>Finally, you just decide to go another route, and ignore them all together-
"SERIOUSLY, FOUR PONIES THERE?!"
>Sticking close to your team, you watch as sweet justice is delivered to those four, then continue on your way.

>You see the objective in sight nearby, and head for it-
"THAT SAME STUPID PONY, REALLY?!"
>>Not even good in what you do all the time.
>The second you spawn in with a different class, the game ends with a loss.
>As the only one who spawned, the other team comes in, kills you, then celebrates on your corpse.
>For a second, you can only stare at your screen.
"Okay, this game is stupid."
>You exit out, then hop on over to something you're a little more used to.
>Good 'ol Motor Leagu-
>A black screen takes over the monitor.
"What?"
>You wait for a second, and text appears.
>With a huff, you lie back.
"Stupid UPDATES!"
>Take an angry sip, and lean closer.
"Can't just update when I'm sleeping, huh? Can't just NOT update! You stupid thing, I liked your old system BETTER!"
>>Now what are you going to do with yourself?
>Relaxing again, your hoof slowly reaches back into the bag.
>You toss it into your mouth, but not after staring at it for a while.
>The cheese it just... doesn't taste the same.
>You roll it up for later, and wash down the chip with soda.
>Meanwhile, the update barely reached one percent.
>You huff again.
>>Your whole life, all in one machine- what now?
>Well, maybe you could draw or something?
>>And spend hours making something terrible?
>Practice does make perfect, though.
>>Not when you have no skill.
>Clicking your tongue, you spin around in your chair a little bit.
>You notice how bright your screen is, the only light in the whole room.
>And since the updating screen is black, it's even darker everywhere else.
>Your eyes drift to a single corner, then quickly move away.
>>Still scared of the dark? Pathetic.
>No, there's nothing in your room, just you!
>Ears swiveling around, the silence around you becomes deafening.
>You reach a hoof over and turn the fan on.
>Also the light.
>Just, you never know.
>Before you, all these empty bottles of cola, plastic plates and cups lying around.
>>Sheesh, how filthy. Nopony normal would ever live like this.

>Well, you're not normal.
>And that's okay.
>>Not when you're worse than normal.
>>Having no Cutie Mark- you'll never be 'normal'.
>You yawn and pop a few things again, taking another sip and trying to relax.
>>Sitting in this chair, day after day, it's all you do.
>That's not true, you-
>>-What, go to the same place, buy the same thing, and run back, tail between your legs?
>W-well, you don't need anything els-
>>-The same food, the same drinks, the same routine.
>>Days, weeks, months- do you even KNOW what day it is?
>>Nopony cares about you, they don't know you exist- and that's all you do.
>You take another sip, and find yourself staring at the top of the can for a moment.
>>You know how bad these things are for you- but you don't care, do you?
>Of course I d-
>>Pudgy, dirty, tired all the time, of course you don't.
>Well, that's-
>>You don't talk to anypony, why should you take care of yourself, right?
>>But nopony will care either way.
>>They don't see an unwashed mane, a dirty coat.
>>They see a failure, and a failure is all you are.
>No, but there's still time, you're still yo-
>>Young, and wasting all of your best years, festering in this single room that you call home.
>>You had your time to change, and it passed.
>>This is who you are now, and this is probably how you'll die.
"NOT TRUE!"
>Everything seems to go silent for a second.
>Finishing the last of your soda, you hop out and move over to your window.
>You slide it open and gaze out at the night sky, breathing in the fresh, cool night air.
>Though you soon find yourself peering out at the town, all the houses around you.
>Not a single light on.
>>You share a sky with these ponies, walk on the same ground, but what are YOU doing with that?
>Your focus turns back to the moon, and you stare at it, feeling a sort of calmness washing over you.
>>Ignore the thoughts as you like.
>>Tomorrow will be the same thing.

>>Nopony is going to save you.
>>Staying in your room all the time, what do you expect to happen?
>>Some big, strong colt will just hop in through the door, whisk you away?
>>Even if they did, who would want to stay with YOU?
>>Never been with another pony, never take care of yourself- they wouldn't last long.
>Eyes dropping from the sky towards the street below, you feel another shiver move down your back.
>Your head floods with the same thoughts, over and over.
>Slowly, a familiar feeling builds up.
>The view before you becomes distorted and blurred.
>>Go ahead, cry.
>>You're only crying for yourself.
>>Nopony cares, nopony will care.
>>How could they, you never leave this room.
>>Never make friends, never go out-
"I-I t-tried!"
>>And nopony accepts you.
>>Right from the start, born without a purpose.
>>Problems from the beginning, and even more now.
>>What did you expect?
>The tears finally start to flow, and you try to quiet your sobs.
>>You look stupid when you cry.
>>You sound stupid.
>>Hay, you ARE stupid.
>>You have nothing going for yourself.
>>Terrible looks, terrible personality, intelligence that's average at best, no special talent.
"S-STOP IT!"
>Clamping your hoof around your muzzle, you slam the window shut.
>You walk over and turn the monitor of your computer off, then jump into your bed.
>>A foal in a mare's body.
>>Go ahead, sleep.
>>Nothing will change tomorrow, or ever.
>>This is you, this is your life.
>>This is what you were born to be.
>>Nothing.
>Getting situated under the blankets, you pull one of your pillows close, and hug it tight.
>Another shiver rolls down, all the aches and pains in your body making themselves known while you shift around and try to get comfortable.
>You wipe the tears away, and pull the blanket over yourself.
>>Might as well lose that thought, Floor.
>>You and I both know, it'll never happen.
>>Not until you do it yourself.
>>But you won't, will you?

>>...Pathetic.

[spoiler]slight projecting[/spoiler]

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/30701606/#30717551