Anon's Bizarre Adventure: Canterlot Escapade

>wake up
>grab a brush and put a little make-up
>don’t actually put on makeup because you’re a male
>those traps threads though…
>nah you’re too hairy and broad shouldered for that
>ignoring your homoerotic thoughts, you jump into the shower
>dress in the average Canterlot High School style
>and by that you mean a white t-shirt and jeans and a pair of Converse style shoes because you have to at least attempt to look normal
>you’re not one of those weirdos who goes around with balloons or butterflies on your shirt
>speaking of weirdos with balloons on their clothing, you greet your neighbor Pinkie as you reach the bus stop
“What’s up Ponk?”
>”Ooh ooh! Nonny! Look what I got!”
>she proceeds to pull out a rifle, decorated with various thorny rose patterns
“JESUS CHRIST PINKIE PUT THAT AWAY!”
>she promptly shoves it into the hammer space in her hair
>fucking Panko Poo
>thank god the rest of the students at the stop are brain-dead due to their early awakenings this morning
>”Relaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaax Nonny! My dad taught me proper gun safety when I was like, 5!”
>you fall into a hushed whisper, but with the fact that you’re trying not to scream it brings it to slightly below normal volume
“That doesn’t mean you bring your fucking gun to school! You’re already like, one of the biggest candidates for potential school shooter due to how you get when you’re sad!”
>”Only behind you Nonny, you antisocial dummy!”
“Touche.”
>the big yellow bus rolls up to the curb next to you
>you sigh and hope she doesn’t do anything stupid like bring it out during lunch
>you’d hate to see your childhood friend get arrested
>your only friend for that matter
>then again, she was like, friends with everybody
>a friend slut if you will
>it’s like bragging about losing your virginity to the town bicycle
>everybody’s already had a go

>you trudge onto the bus and take your usual seat in the back with Ponk across the aisle from you
>the ride to school goes by with little but inane chatter
Optional Listening: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1w7OgIMMRc4 [Embed]
>that’s when Pinkie brings up something strange
>”It’s not even my gun Nonny, I just found it yesterday!”
>what the fuck
“So you’re telling me you don’t even have proper registration for that gun.”
>”Nope!”
“I swear to god Pinkie, one of these days! BANG, POW, straight to th- I fucking hang myself.”
>she giggles at this
>”And that’s why I don’t let you near my guns Nonny!”
>guns, as in guns plural
>the bubbliest /k/ommando to ever exist
>who knew the bubbly party girl was a gun nut
>still though, you’d never quite seen a rifle like that, it would look almost military grade if it wasn’t for the intricate flowery decorations
>you make plans with her to test it after school in the woods near the school
>school goes by relatively quickly
>you eat lunch on your lonesome while Pinkie sits with her little gaggle of butt buddies
>can’t blame her, you’d rather eat with them too
>maybe one day you’ll have friends to eat with
>but for now you’re glad to have an hour of shitposting time

>after school you and Pinkie head to the woods on the outskirts of town
>she pulls the rifle out of her hair
>not even going to question it
>you both go relatively deep on a trail, before branching off onto a smaller one
>Pinkie sets up a little firing range with some rocks
>a sharp bang rings through the woods as the rock shatters into pieces
>it just seemed like a standard sniper rifle
>how the hell did she get it though
>”Ooooooh! Nonny I found a red button!”
>she tries pressing the button, much to your despair
>fortunately it does nothing
>that’s when Pinkamena Diane Pie fucked up
>pressing the button and firing the rifle at the same time proved explosive
>as in actually explosive
>the bullet was barely away from you guys before it exploded
>it was equivalent to something you’d see out of a rocket launcher
>you double check your eyebrows
>oh thank god they’re still there
>”Good thing it can’t go off in the barrel! That would have been so much worse Nonners!”
>she broke into a fit of nervous giggles
>suddenly stabbing pain through your chest
>”Nanny Mouse!”
“I uhhh, need a quick nap Ponk.”
>the floor rushes to meet your face as everything goes dark

>be Anon
>not in Equestria because what the fuck is an Equestria
>straight pink hair falls over your shoulder as you gripped into an ursa major level hug
>”OHMYGODNONNYITHOUGHTYOUDIEDYOUWERESOCOLDWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH”
>you attempt to comfort the Ponk
“Hey hey hey I’m fine.”
>she perks up instantly, her hair reinflating
>”Some random wacko shot you with an arrow and ran off into the woods! He looked like the guy who shot me before I got my gun! Ooh ooh see if you got a gun from Gunta Clause!”
>checking your surrounding you see no gun
>but you are in a hospital
>apparently you had a fever over 100 degrees
>Pinkie dragged you here herself
>what a sweetheart
“Looks like I’m a bit short in the gun department… oh wait!”
>you flex your arms, immediately regretting that decision
>Pinkie’s laugh is contagious, and you find yourself chuckling at your antics
>as you both calm down she pops a question you know would change your life
>"Hey Anon... they say you're getting out of here tonight. You want to uh, go somewhere? W-with me that is!"
>you smile softly, tilting your head
"Oh really? And where would you like to go Pinkie?"
>you feel her soft breath against your ear as she says one word
>"Karaoke"

>be Poinko Pah
>you're so glad Anon was able to come to karaoke
>it's pretty late already, so there's one or two people here
>you and Anon find a booth and sit down
>"And I~~ will always loo~ve you~~~~"
>a few meager claps later the chick goes back to her both
>you recognize them as that pair of probably lesbians from your school
>they begin furiously making out, confirming everybody at Canterlot High's assumptions
>"Hey Pinkie, I think I'm gonna go up there."
>shock couldn't even begin to describe your facial expression
>Anon closes your jaw for you
"Nonny! I've never heard you sing before!"

>be Anon
>normally people were somewhat of a touchy topic for you
>even the stares of the few patrons that were here were unnerving you
>but you still walked on, requested your song and proceeded to the spotlight
>the mic picks up your attempt to clear your throat as the music starts
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJOsRoY-na0 [Embed]
"If I stay the night, will we fall in love?"
>the room does a double take as your voice rings out, clear and pure
>you echo the surprise at your own voice, but continue the song
"If I stroke your hair, it's gonna hurt so much."
>you lean into the mic, your head moving with expression as you sing
"Stranded in the Kalahari, will you share your flask?"
>your throat feels parched for a second, and then is quenched by unknown forces
"If I stay the night, will we fall in love?"
>you feel power radiate from your lungs, through your vocal cords, and out through your mouth
"I'm all jacked up! Over you... I'd bury diamonds! Just for you."
>people lean back in their seats from an unknown force
"Oh why why why do my flowers always die?"
>you look to Pinkie and she looks like she's having a spiritual awakening
>you shoot her a quick wink, your confidence overflowing
"Why do they die?"

...

>as the song begins to come to a resolution, you feel like you're filled with energy and about to throw it up all over the crowd
>wait, when did a crowd form?
>you belt out the last lyrics of the song
"I'm all jacked up. Over you."
>the crowd bursts into a flurry of accolades and screaming
>your vision burns white as you feel the energy leave you body and flow upwards
>you look up to see a body forming
>a small bird, body decorated with musical staffs and gold colored notation
>the neck ended in a large pavillon that seemed to serve as the head
>it flew down to meet you at eye level, and words straight from your soul were brought to your lips
"「Feathery」"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HLhuNbO0egU [Embed]

「FEATHERY」

Power - E

Speed - D

Range - A

Durability - D

Precision - E

Potential - A

「FEATHERY」 improves the user's singing voice to near perfection.

「LOVELAND」 - The words that the user sings have an effect on the world around them.

>you feel your face burning as people clamor around you, and you run towards Pinkie
>grabbing her by the hand, you run out of the establishment into the street
>"Geez Nonny! W-was that why you never sing?"
"No! At least, I don't think so! That's never fucking happened before!"
>you look behind you to see a small group of people following you
>as you round the corner, you duck into an alleyway and pull Pinkie close to you

>be Pinkie Pie
>oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh
>music has never done THAT to you before
>as Anon pulls you close to him inside the alleyway, your heart begins to pound
>and it wasn't from the running
>you wrap yourself tight around him and bury your face in his chest
>"Hey Pinkie, you okay?"
>you look up to his face with a look of wonder
>why'd you never notice he was so...
"c-cute..."
>"What?"
>realizing you said that out loud, you squeak and scramble away from him
>searching for a way to change the conversation, you point to the strange looking bird on Anon's shoulder
"ANONTHERE'SABIRDONYOURSHOULDER"
>"Yeah... I think whatever this thing is Pinkie, it's called 「FEATHERY」"
>you pull out your rifle from your hair
>you've pulled it out from other places, but like other things it seems easier to pull it out from your hair
"W-well I'm gonna name this, 「GUNS 'N ROSES」!"
>"I like it, fits it really well Pinkie."
"We should talk to Twilight."
>"Which one, pony princess or nerd"
>you almost forgot you vented to Anon about all the crazy magic things that had happened at your school
>he was always there as good old fashioned emotional support, it's not like he could pony up or anything
>he mostly hid while you went and took out the spooky scary monster
"I say we take it to our Twilight, and if she doesn't know what the heck is going on then we'll go to pony one."
>"Sounds like a plan Pinks."
>Anon lets out a small yawn and smacks his lips
>"You think we could do it tomorrow? I'm tired as hell from this shit."
"S-sure, lemme drive you home."

>as you drove home you couldn't ignore the beating of your heart
>falling in love with your childhood friend is wrong Pinkie

>like most stories, this is a self insert one, so back to Anon
>stumble out of bed and get ready
>meet Pinkie at the bus stop
>she greets you somewhat quietly today
>you wouldn't doubt she's as dead tired as you
>just affects her less
>you sit next to her on the bus
>you can't keep from humming, which soons evolves into a quiet song
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MBu68vR9_DA [Embed]
"A boy and a girl, albatross around their necks..."

...

"We got the wind in our sails, and we can do so many great things together, together."
>as you burst into a gentle chorus of O's, Pinkie shouts
>"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE GOD DAMN IT!"
>she grips the side of your head and full on kisses you
>lip to lip contact
>with your childhood friend
>...
>you push back into the kiss
>at the prompt of her tongue pushing against your lips your moral guidance jumps in
>you pull away to find the stares of the entire bus
>shrinking back into your seats the bus erupts into a maelstrom of hushed whispers
>you look to Pinkie and find her mouth hanging open slightly
>"I-I'm sorry Anon I j-just..."
"Pinkie... I think my ability changes how the world works when I sing."
>"Wait so..."
"I think I made you fall in love with me."
>she looks down for a moment, her pondering uncharacteristic for the reactionary and impulsive girl you know
>"That's not a bad thing right?"
>this is... fucked up to say the least
>she didn't fall in love with you
>you practically forced her to

"Pinkie, I MADE you do this. This isn't fair to you."
>"Ano-"
"This is wrong of me... Oh god you must hate this inside."
>"Anon. Look at me."
>as you break out of your self-deprecating mental beatdown, you meet her gaze
>"I'm okay with this. I know this doesn't sound like me... but let's just take it slow and see how we feel about things?"
>you nod softly
>"Plus who's to say this is permanent?"
>you chuckle and give a soft smile
"Nothing's permanent Pinkie."
>she gives you a light punch to the shoulder and leans against you
>the bus pulls into the school and you two run off to your respective homerooms

...

>you're in the middle of third period, and this kid is giving you fucking death glares
>some nerdy tan kid with a shitty brown bowl cut
>as the bell rings you feel a hand stop you
>this kid is easily 5 inches shorter than you
>"H-hey fuckface, wanna take this outside?"
>you smile a little and turn around
"You know what? Sure."
>your next period is lunch, so you might as well humor this kid's fantasies
>probably trying to become an alpha or some shit
>you head out to the courtyard with him, his glance swapping between nervous and school shooter tier
>you stand across the courtyard from each other and he come charging at you, arms swinging
>you push him by the shoulder and he falls over
"Come on man, let's just call this off. Nobody wants a fight eh?"
>"F-fuck you asshole"
>quite the mouth on this kid
>he hops up, thin gauntlets appearing on his hands
>now this has you interested
>you form a defensive stance and call out your stand
>"I was right! You have one too."
>he picks up a pebble in his hand and shakes it
>he looks like he's beating off an invisible ghost at the speed of light
>the sight is enough to make you giggle
>giving you the death glare, he chucks it at you
>you easily block it with your arm, before immediately regretting that decision

>the pebble vibrates at high speeds, the friction quickly burning through your jacket and shirt
>you extend your arm to fling it away from you, sending it into the pavement nearby
>it makes an awful racket as it digs a small hole in the ground
>so that's what would've happened to your arm
>jesus christ
>your stand flies out and you send it to attack him
>it harasses him before he flings a small rock, hitting it in the stomach sending it flying against a wall
>you feel your body break as it does, falling to the ground
>so it looks like that won't work
>you cough up a little blood as an idea begins to formulate
>it's time for a hype song for you
>you shakily rise to your feet
>"Damn, that wasn't enough?"
>you begin to sing
"I'm in the business of misery..."
>you point to the sky, giving this kid a death stare
>he backs up in anticipation as your stand flies back to your shoulder
"Let's take it from the top"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VOQtB0xTiek [Embed]
>you walk towards him, belting out lyrics as you approach
"But God does it feel so good!"
>his eyes are like a deer caught in the middle of the highway
>he throws another pebble, but you simply lean away from the shot
>you tighten your gaze and he drops to the floor
"Cause I got him where I want him now."
>you pick the kid up by his shirt and prime your fist
>he cringes back in fear
>this kid... he obviously made a mistake
>you shouldn't hurt him like this
"Hey. What's your name?"
>"W-wiz Kid."
"How about this, you tell me everything you know and I don't kick the shit out of you?"
>you weren't the most physically fit, but you could still destroy this kid
>"Yes! Please! Just don't hurt me!"
>you set him down and bring him to the lunchroom with you

...

>"...and he offered me strength! I'd never had that before... and I was sick of all the athletes picking on me and I know how long it'd be before I could get strong enough to fight back, so I took it! And it gave me this power."
>you nod in understanding
"So it looks like you got hit by that arrow thing too"
>he nods fervently
>"Yep! The guy in the hoodie smiled as I agreed, and then shot me with it!"
>you could emphasize with this guys story, you used to be a target of bullies when you were younger
>quiet kid means an easy target
>a couple good fights and they left you alone
"What do you call your ability anyway?"
>"「HEART IS FULL」, it just came to me."
"Mine came to me too, it's called 「FEATHERY」"
>"What does yours do anyways?"
"I'm not really sure, but my songs seem to effect reality?"
>"Wow, that's pretty fucking cool! I'd be shitty with it though, my singing voice is fucking awful."
>again, this kid has quite the mouth
"So did I, until I got it."
>the two of you bonded pretty well over what you'd done with your stands
>he agreed to come with you to Twilight, even stating that if anyone she would know about this

「HEART IS FULL」

Power - B

Speed - E

Range - E

Durability - C

Precision - C

Potential - E

「HEART IS FULL」's gauntlets allow the user to vibrate items to amazing speeds, creating a jackhammer like effect. It can also be used to vibrate particles to higher speeds, heating objects.

>that afternoon you, Pinkie, and Wiz all headed to the science lab
>Pinkie kicked open the door as gracefully as a Pinkie Pie could
>as in, not gracefully at all
>as the door slammed against the wall she almost screamed
>"HITWILIGHTWEHAVEMAGICPOWERSCANYOUSTUDYTHEM!?"
>after cringing at the volume you attempted to shush Pinkie
>"So it seems I'm not the only one affected by this strange phenomenon."
>seems she's used to Pinkies antics too
>Wiz Kid seems pretty dazed
"Wait so you know about all this stuff already Twilight?"
>"Long answer or short answer?"
"Long answer?"
>"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooope."
>well then
>that was definitely helpful
"Welp. Pony Twilight it is then, let's go guys."
>"Hold it right there, I don't know ALL about this as my sample size has been restricted to one thus far, but with some more samples I may gain some insight into this."
>you sigh and turn around
"So what do you want us to do, summon all of our thingies?"
>"Exactly that."
>you gain a gold glow for a second as your summon flies out of you
>Wiz pumps his fists as his gauntlets appear and Pinkie pulls her rifle out of hammerspace
>"So it seems some people can have physical objects for an ability. Interesting."
>so that means hers isn't a physical stand like Pinkie's or Wiz's
"What's yours anyways brainiac?"
>she glows magenta for a second as a highly detailed constellation of a unicorn on a smokey sky is summoned from her body
>"It's called「A Head Full of Dreams」. It allows me to put people to sleep and communicate with them in their dreams or manipulate them. Unfortunately it requires me to have a range of two meters. I can only have one target asleep as well."
"Unfortunately?"
>that seemed like a fair trade off to you
>"It makes sure I cannot use this for combat purposes I assume. Anyways, judging by your stand's design of musical notation and musical equipment, I assume it has something to do with music?"

"The lyrics or mood of the song I sing affect the world around me."
>"Could you give me some examples?"
>oh god she's going to think you're a rapist
>you look over to Pinkie nervously before Wiz Kid speaks up
>"While we were fighting he sung a song that seemed to motivate him after I hurt him real fucking bad"
>you nod slowly
"And uh, I sang a couple kinda romantic songs and now... Pinkie has a crush on me?"
>she flushes bright red at this and nods quickly
>"From what I've collected, these abilities and constructs are made of pure friendship energy, much like the alicorn you apparently wielded during the battle of the bands."
>"It's also similar to my and sunsets enhanced forms, although my form was of a chaotic version of this energy."
>"And it seems like this friendship energy within each person is being awakened by somebody for unknown reasons."
>"And each case involves being struck by a strange arrow."
"So what do you propose we do?"
>"I... don't know. But from what we've seen so far it seems like wielders attract each other."
>makes sense
"What do we even call these things?"
>"They should be called stands! Because they stand for your inner magical energy!"
>you all agreed with Pinkie, her name for them making somewhat sense
"Well what I think we should do is just be careful, try not to get into any fights, and be on the lookout for that guy with the bow and arrow."
>you agree among yourselves and head your separate ways for the day
>as you walk home from the school with Pinkie, you hear a rapid number of explosions through the air
>you grab her and duck to the ground, attempting to avoid the imminent gunfire
>the bangs get louder and louder before you realize they are explosions
>and they're coming towards you
>you summon 「FEATHERY」and Pinkie brings out 「GUNS 'N ROSES」as you strike a defensive pose
>what kind of song could you even use?
>maybe something that could bring them over to your side

>a rainbow colored blur flies past you two before circling around with smaller and smaller explosions before settling in front of you
>Rainbow mother fucking Dash
>the douchebaggiest chick who ever douched
>and with her crusty dyke cunt you're sure she's Vagisil's number one customer
>at least once she became Pinkie's friend she stopped tormenting you
>for the most part
>"Heya Pinkie! What's up with the loser?"
>Pinkie giggles as she grabs your arm, rifle hanging loosely from its strap
>"Silly Rainbow! Anon's not a loser! Sure he doesn't really talk to anyone but me but he made a new friend today after almost getting beat up by him!"
>"Oh? Who was it?"
>"Wiz Kid!"
>Rainbows mouth drops slightly before she drops to the ground laughing
>"He got beat up by fucking WIZ KID?! HAHAHA!"
"The kid could throw rocks that could break pavement Rainbow."
>"With those skinny arms? Yeah right!"
"He had powers, cunt."
>"You mean like these?"
>she kicks her foot out, a long bang resonating as she does
>"Yeah my feet explode now. No biggie."
>Pinkie congratulates Rainbow on her stand
"Yeah? So do I."
>you summon 「FEATHERY」
>"Oooh, a bird. I'm SO scared Anon."
"Oh yeah? You wanna go?"
>"Bring it on you limp dicked piece of shit!"
>she just insulted Anon Jr., bitch has to die
>"Guys!"
"NOT NOW PINKIE!"
>"NOT NOW PINKIE!"
>she jets away from you with her explosions
"What do you even call that shit anyways?"
>"「WALKING ON A DREAM」!"
"Gaaaaaay!"
>"Fuck you faggot!"
>time to convert this bitch to your side
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mgq8EA82T-Q [Embed]
"And so I say, I hate when you're away"
>you begin to move sensually as your voice drones on
"I killed you so you'd sta-"
>Rainbow gives you a rocket powered kick to the face and you go flying, giving your arm some nasty pavement burn
>you rub the new burn on your face and look up at her
>looks like your songs don't work if there isn't already some baseline intent there

>thinking about what that means for Pinkie you smile a bit
>before you get delivered another kick to stomach and you crash into a mailbox
>you cough up some blood, your lung was definately pierced by your rib
>with fading golden energy your stand flies in front of you, before burning up in golden fire
>your heart shatters as the dust runs through your hands like fine sand
>you killed your fucking stand
>you're too weak
>Rainbow jets over to you
>"Where's your shitty bird now?"
>this sets something off in you
>a fire lights deep within you, burning through your hands and through the dust in your hands
>your 「FEATHERY」, little more than a pigeon before, has changed
>it now stands at the size of a toucan, the wings replaced with fearsome looking golden ones
>notes float around you now
>you can see them and how they come together
>you want this bitch to hurt
>she broke your ribs, and now you're going to bleed to death
>but not before she feels some fucking pain
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ztdoHfbTRsk [Embed]
"Well, the lampshade's on fire when the lights go out"
>for the second time that day, you get the fuck back up
"The room lit up and we ran about."
>your stand plays the accompanying music to your lyrics
>your lyrics and the notes flow in the air, and your hate directs them towards Rainbow
>she is pelted with line after line, note after note
>her body is left bruised and broken and she falls to the ground
>you walk over to her and offer her a hand
>she grits her teeth before begrudgingly accepting it
"Let's go to the fucking hospital."
>"W-whatever."

「FEATHERY」Act II

Power - B

Speed - D

Range - B

Durability - D

Precision - C

Potential - B

「FEATHERY」 improves the user's singing voice to near perfection and provides accurate background music.

「LOVELAND」 - The words that the user sings have an effect on the world around them.
These words (as well as the notes from the background music) are physically displayed as constructs and can be used to attack enemies as projectiles. Notes hit harder, but full strings of words or sentences can have effects. Therefore it is up to the user if they want power or extra effects depending on which song is sung.

>you had some internal damage, but it was nowhere near as severe as you thought it'd be
>guess what you sung must have had some healing powers too, because you and Rainbow look a lot better
>neither of you would say it, but kicking the shit out of each other gave you some respect for each others power
>you now had a veritable squad with which to kick the shit out of evil-doers with
>you wonder what Wiz Kid is up to

>be Wiz Kid
>you're getting the shit kicked out of you
>you reach for another pebble to throw and a shoe quickly stops your offensive attempts
>it feels like your hand is being crushed
>your stand automatically recalls, as you feel your mental energy run low
>"So nerd, what'd you spill?"
"I told you Valhallen! I didn't say anything!"
>"Bullshit."
>he kicks you directly in the ass, right where Anon had dropped you before
>you grunt out in pain
>"Now who'd you tell. I know where all your weak spots are."
"I-I... I told Anon Y. Mous! I told him what happened!"
>you cry softly as he releases your hand
>curling out into a ball, you pull out your phone and text Anon
"I'm sorry Anon..."

>be Anon
>be on fucking edge
>Wiz Kid texted you last night that Valhallen got some information out of him
>not much
>just some shit THAT MAKES IT SO YOU'LL GET YOUR ASS KICKED
>Valhallen's like, 6'7"
>and fucking jacked too
>during lunch, you manage to pull Pinkie, Rainbow, Wiz, and Twilight away from their tables and have a strategy meeting with them
"So Wiz, do you have any idea what Valhallen's stand is? If he even has one..."
>"No idea... I think what would be best if we stuck together after school. We never know what could happen."
>you all nod and make plans to go to the library, banking on the fact that maybe that meathead will avoid a learning establishment
>the hours fly by anxiously, and when school ends you rush out to meet your crew
>you all head towards the library, when you feel yourself trip
>everyone else comes down with you, and you end up in a pile

>looking backwards, it seemed a thin thread had been wrapped across the street
>you look towards the trees and see two figures walking towards you
>one is Valhallen and the other you don't recognize
"Pinkie... who's the other guy?"
>"Ooh ooh! That's Norman!"
>Norman
>he looks like a really average guy, no wonder you never noticed him
>you doubt he stands out in a crowd
>all of you get up
"Listen guys, let's all just calm down and try to resolve this."
>Norman opens his mouth
>and then spews a strange white mist at you
>you find yourself bound in thick strands of multicolored cloth
>looking around you find most of your party is as well
>Valhallen picks up you and the girls
>meanwhile Norman just kinda... drags along Wiz Kid
>you're all dragged into a forest clearing where you're set down
>Norman begins to speak now, instead of spewing mist everywhere
>"Now listen guys, we're going to strike you a deal."
>"Either you can stop looking into this, or we can beat you to a pulp"
"What are you going to do to me you metrosexual faggot?"
>"I do not fuck buses! WHY DOES EVERYONE SAY THAT!"
>As Norman begins to stomp towards you Valhallen pulls him back
>"So I take it you guys are choosing the hard way?"
>Rainbow has slipped off her shoes at this point, and lets loose a few explosions to free herself
>she rips the rest of your bandages up, and you all summon your stands
"Four versus two, the hell can you two do?"
>"Call for backup."
>"Yo Snails! Get out here!"
>the dopey looking freshman lumbers out from the woods, two buckets of paint in his hands
>"Yeah guys? Whatcha need?"
>"We need you to uh... paint these guys? Yeah paint them."
>"Well okay then."
>he busts open the cans of paint, a robot made of paint cans appearing behind him
>he raises his hands and the paint begins to fly around him menacingly
>"「RIPTIDE!」"
>Valhallen summons what looks like nightvision goggles
>"「SHIT IN YOUR CUT」"
>Norman merely grins and says "「KISS THIS」"

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>Valhalla runs up to you and strikes you directly in the places where Dash had kicked you before
>the fact they weren't still fully healed only added to the pain
>you head is spinning as you rack your brain for what to sing
>the punch had its impact on you, your thought process was being reverted to fight or flight
>you grasp the earth in your hands as music floats to the top of your mind
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"Scar tissue that I wish you SAW"
>you emphasize the saw, the words flying against Valhallen and causing a long gash to form across his chest
"Sarcastic mister know it all"
>you ready more words and notes around you
>Rainbow is kicking through Norman's meager defenses as he constructs webs of cloth
>Pinkie and Wiz are trying to get at Snails, but he smothers her every shot in paint and inhibits Wiz's movement
>it seems like he's running out of paint, they've got that
>you belt out the song and pelt Valhallen with notes and words
>you decide to just go for all out attack
>he falls to the ground bruised and bloody
>suddenly you see your friend's situations change
>Snails channels some paint around Rainbow's feet
>it manages to smother her explosions somewhat effectively, before the combustible paint sets her on fucking fire
>holy fuck
>you'd think in a situation like this, you'd be a cool and calm protaganist
>you are not at all
>you freak the fuck out
>then you remember you can probably put that shit out
>you sing Wind In Our Sail again, making sure to emphasize the wind this time and you manage to put the burning Rainbow out
>she'd passed out, so you drag her off to the side and focus your musical torrent of pain on Snails, putting him out of the battle along with a few choice bullets from Pinkie
>Norman attempts to run, but a vibrating rock into his spine stops that

>as you prepare to punch him in the face for a little good ol' fashioned torture, your body remember you got beat the FUCK up
>you fall onto your back and Pinkie quickly takes your place
>"WHO DO YOU WORK FOR!"
>she slaps him across the face
>"I can't say! They'll kill me!"
>"WHO DO YOU WORK FOR!"
>she slaps him again, and grinds her foot into his crotch
>his eyes roll to the back of his head as he screams
>he whimpers out into a falsetto
>"I d-don't know who the guy at the top is, but we were working under Flash."
>Flash Sentry?
>who knew the school pretty boy would be this corrupt
>how deep does this go?
>looks like you had a lead
>"If what you're telling me is false... I'm not throwing your birthday party Norman."
>"N-no please! My popularity will die! It's all true, I swear!"
>"PINKIE PROMISE!"
>"CROSS MY HEART, HOPE TO FLY, STICK A CUPCAKE IN MY EYE!"
>you all leave that forest clearing richer in information and disturbed at Pinkie's interrogation tactics

>after a choice strategy meeting at lunch with your party, you all take some time to relax
>it had been a few days since the confrontation with Valhallen, Norman, and Snails
>you hadn't seen heads nor tails of Flash Sentry
>it's like he knows you're looking for him
>fucking Norman
>you hope he gets his birthday party cancelled
>Pinkie decides that if he won't show himself at school, you'd go straight to him
>being the premier party planner of CHS gives her access to certain information about students
>phone numbers, addresses
>all voluntarily given of course
>she'd been planning everybody's parties since she was 12
>as saturday afternoon rolls around, Pinkie's car rolls up to Flash's house with a few choice members
>You, Wiz, Pinkie, and Rainbow all show up
>You can feel the hate radiating off the door of this place as you give it a few knocks
>the door creaks open, and you all enter
"Hey Flash... you home?"
>the door slams shut behind you, causing you all to jump

>the stairs move away from all of you, breaking the physical boundaries of the house
>one of those bigger on the inside deals
>the furniture at this point, goes fucking crazy
>you get blindsided by a sofa as your friends get assaulted by lamps and tables
>you're all pinned to the wall by various furnishings, when Flash decides to stalk down the stairs
"Flash you asshole! Get over here so I can kick your ass!"
>"Why doesn't Twilight love me?"
>the fuck
>"What the hell are you talking about Flash!"
>Rainbow seems to share your thoughts about this
>"Pony princess Twilight, nerdy science Twilight, none of them like me."
"So you're telling me, you're so caught up over this girl, that you're willing to give a bunch of people super powers to get her attention"
>"Minus the giving people powers part, yeah. I thought when that weird chick offered me the ability to have superpowers, Twilight would love me. We'd have something to bond over, super powers hell yeah!"
>where is he going with this
>"And what's my power? 「LOUNGE ACT」allows me to move around the objects in my living room freely, and expand the room to my heart's content."
>he looks in your eyes, his eyes dead and full of despair
>"DO YOU THINK I CAN USE THAT TO FIGHT OFF MAGIC CREATURES ANON!?"
>his breath stinks of despair
>and it also smells like shit
"C'mon Flash, there are other girls man"
>he decks you in the face
>"There aren't other Twilights. I hoped maybe I'd get the ability to hop dimensions or something, find some more Twilights. But all I get is this shit. So I'm gonna take it out on you guys."
>"Now sit tight while I get some torture tools n shit, m'kay?"
>he walks down into the basement and leaves you all trapped
>you fish out your cell phone and text twilight
"Trapped at 1337 Mustang Street, fucking help"
>the meeting of a hammer with your head sends you into the dreamscape

>be Twilight
>you feel a shudder run through your soul
>you summon your stand and it disperses into nothingness
>you can't get to your friends
>you have no car, by the time you're there they could be dead
>why are you so useless?
>your stand sucks for combat
>you're not physically strong
>...
>you have to try
>your stand flows together
>stars and black ink of the night flowing together into the form a female centaur with a unicorn head
>you and her jump as you're swallowed into a starry portal

>be Anon
>painful dream
>head pounding
>ow ow ow fuck
>can't think
>dreamscape opens up
>out comes twilight on centaur
>do i have brain damage ayy lmao
>she runs towards you and jumps through you

>be Pinkie Pie
>you're not having a fun time
>Flash has a creepy look on his face and is about to use a crowbar to rearrange Wiz Kid's face
>Wiz Kid has pissed his pants
>this isn't pretty
>you hear hooves on the ground of the living room
>Twilight is riding a unicorn centaur made of stars in Flashes living room
>do YOU have brain damage?
>"「A HEAD FULL OF DREAMS」, ACT II!"
>"T-twilight! I did all this for you! Do you like it?"
>Twilight responds in turn by trampling him with her stand
>Flash Sentry smiles as he gets his well deserved attention from Twilight

「A HEAD FULL OF DREAMS」 ACT I

Power - E

Speed - E

Range - E

Durability - E

Precision - A

Potential - A

「A HEAD FULL OF DREAMS」 ACT I can put one person to sleep, and manipulate their dreams or communicate with them through their dreams.

「A HEAD FULL OF DREAMS」 ACT II

Power - B

Speed - C

Range - E

Durability - C

Precision - A

Potential - E

「ARMY OF ONE」-「HEAD FULL OF DREAMS」ACT II allows it's user to cross distances by using dreams as a medium for transport. This ability is of course, more effective at night.