The Question Recurring 1 - Discord

>"This is the song of arrival. Its melody bitterly rustles all
>my long-suffering jimmies. I sing in torment of love and loss, of hope
>and failure. I sing of chaos and order, of misused free will against
>deceptively cruel control. Oh winged Muses, grant me the voice to call
>out deeper into the darkness that I have already been brought to. Let
>me be the mouthpiece for truth. The tale is long and the actors were many.
>I invoke the muses of my ancestors, let man again be the
>creator of meaning, he who cannot be content with life in darkness.
>I found only apathy in meaningless beauty, just another void.
>I have sought answers to my first questions, but I found more mysteries.
>A life lived, a life left, but the cause remains still unknown. Where, How, and moreso Why?
>Questions universal these be, here or there, now or then. To live, to die,
>achieving nothing more than a brief glimse of reality bare. I sought
>to open my eyes and break the surface of the shallow sea of what is taught.
>I stand alone, sole member of my species in Tartarus, in this world.
>I am man, holder of the torch of reason, bearer of both violence and
>compassion. The shadow finally moves! Have I roused thy interest yet?
>I sing to thee, oh stranger before me, immersed in shadows darker than my own.
>Let me sing to thee a song of hopeless dissatisfaction with both life and
>ignorance. What say you? Step out and hear my story, and judge me yourself."

>An amused voice drifts through the now silent cave alongside the sound of clapping.
>How in the hell...er Tartarus, was he clapping?
>"Well, well, well, that was dramatic wasn't it?"
>You drop your pose you had finished your speech on. You take a sweeping bow.
"Thank you. I had awhile to think of it, with all of the fucking running I had to do to get here. Do
you have any idea how many assholes there are out there, just running about?"
>The voice answered "Of course. I found my powers...lacking when I first got here. There was
much running. On a side note, only the first line of your speech was proper verse. You are clearly
not a poet"
>How did he know that...It was a good thing you had no plans of telling him just how long it had
taken you. You weren't nearly as smart as you liked to think you were.
>You let a sheepish smile slide over your face.
"It was a pain in the ass to memorize it in the first place. The authenticity wasn't worth the effect. It
was much easier to just wing it. So how's life been treating you Discord?"

>Discord stepped from the shadows. Just as you had seen him in Twilight's books, and exactly as
she had described him to be...though you had expected him to be bigger and more, well devious.
>He just looked tired. Sad even.
>You watch him carefully. He could easily be faking it.
>Discord looked at you, then looked off to the side, his paw on his snout and his claw
thoughtfully stroking his goatee.
>"I must say that I preferred my prior imprisonments to this one, but I suppose I lost the privilage
of solitary confinement for my last run in with Equestria. Oh well. As you can see, I found this
cave, and I was very careful about covering my tracks. Now please tell me how you found me. And
who you are for that matter. Apparently you know me already. You have me at a disadvantage."
>You laughed
>Implying he found this cave. He must have been here a long time.
>You wonder if time is any different here. How long were you going to be gone? Would you get
back?
>Doesn't matter right now. Deal with the situation at hand.

>He settled down on his tail like a chair, a look of what appeared to be genuine interest on his face.
"You can call me Anon. Everyone else does. I figured you'd be more grateful. Being inside a rock is
an upgrade from being a rock wouldn't you say?"
>He's on you in an instant.
>You fly back against the wall of the cave, and crumple to ground as he stands above you.
>Lacking size and magic clearly doesn't affect his physical strength. Five feet tall is big enough.
>"Being moved from one prison to another is NEVER an upgrade!" he says as he raises the claw.
"Trust me man, I know it. I was just fucking with you. Aren't you supposed to be the god of
Chaos, enjoyer of the blackest of jokes?"
>Discord stops as his dark smile comes back to his face.
>He laughs and offers you the paw.
>"I must apologize. I've never been one to take a joke personally...but it's been a long time. And
I've been alone. I was mad to begin with... I may be a wee bit crazy now."
>You take his paw and stand, as he rests back on his tail.
>Fucking head hurts.
>Note to self: save the insults for someone who can't gut you, and who isn't insane. How long had
he been here?

>"Now Anon, you've come all this way. I would still like to know how you knew where to look for
me. I gather from your pompous speech that you are a man. The only one of your species, yes?"
he said, his grin growing a bit as he spit out the last part.
"The only one on this planet. I'm not pompous, just a jackass. Given the fact we're talking in
Tartarus, a Greek reference felt appropriate. You're the pompous one man. You know of course that
this mountain we're in right now is shaped like you right? The others down here must be straight
up retarded. Retarded and viscious."
>The worst kind of retarded. You were harrassed the entire run here.
>"What is a Greek? Never mind I just wanted to hear you get defensive. Yes, I've had sometime to
develop my skills as a sculpter, and given that I was a sculpture for awhile, I rather like the new
and improved Discord statue."
"It's a hell of a statement, and a fine way to hide."
>"Now I think we can drop the insults. You came for a here for a reason. You must need my help.
I'm sorry to dissappoint you though.  Celestia's got this place locked down even more than ever
before, after my last...incident." he laughed at that.
"I know that much. I doubt very much I'll be getting out of here. I know about you though. Once I
got here I knew, that of all the people I could spend...eternity I'm assuming?"
>Discord nodded, the grin seeming to about crack his face.
"Kinda wishing she would've just killed me now." you muttered to yourself. "C'est la vie I guess.
A long vie. Anyway I figured out of any company I could have here, you'd be preferable to
anything else in this hellhole.  And being a god, I figured you deserved a show first."

>"Preferable?" he faked a sad face. "You've wounded me Anon. I'm going to take this as a positive
though. I did appreciate your show. I've always had a flair for the dramatic. I appreciate any
entertainment now that I can't entertain myself."
>He snaps his claws. Nothing happens but a small plume of smoke. He grimaces.
>"The very fact that you are here after Celestia was supposed to have finished her...cleansing
means you did something terrible. Something that defied that precious order of hers. Something
truly unforgivable."
>He laughed heartily.
>"Even after attaining her perfection she's still sending loyal subjects to suffer. It's sick,
hypocritical, and absolutely hilarious."
>You started laughing yourself. A simmering broth of apathy, a dash of narcissism, and a healthy
dose of dark humor. All the ingredients to laugh anything off.
>You and old Discord weren't too different at all.
>You had found a fine audience for your story.
>What you knew anyway.
"As I said it's a long story..."
>He threw his paw around your shoulder.
>"We've got all of eternity."
"Well I come from a planet called Earth..."