MC Ride vs. The Four Horses of Evil (Under Construction)

>Stefan Burnett, a.k.a. MC Ride, stepped up to the plate
>"...she sent anon to stop us?"
>moments passed before the Elite Four erupted into raucous laughter
>Stefan stood silent
>he, in fact, volunteered to stop them on his own
>the situation was dire
>the Four Horses of the Apocalypse chose the perfect time to gang up and attack Equestria, because its usual guardians were heavily noided on the shrooms he brought
>the shrooms affected ponies differently
>instead of giving them the usual trip, it made them genuflect ceaselessly on the spot
>Twilight, Fluttershy, Spike, Rarity, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Celestia, Cadance, Angel Bunny, the CMC, Shining Armor, the Cakes, and the Cake Twins were all genuflecting continuously in the middle of Sugarcube Corner while the rest of Ponyville watched
>they had been doing it for hours
>it did not look like they were going to stop anytime soon, so Ride stepped up to the plate, silent as the grave
>"What are you going to do, little man?"
>"If our sources are correct, you can't even do magic."
>"What, are you just going to stand there all day?"
>"Grraauurrgh."
>"You can't join us if that's what your wondering. What could you even bring to the table? Besides those wacky mushrooms, of course."
>Chrysalis gestured towards the 4K drone monitor on the wall, where it showed footage of the various ponies genuflecting in gruesome ways in Sugarcube Corner
>various Ponyville citizens looked through the windows, horrified, yet fascinated
>Chrysalis must have a monitor drone transmitting/recording raw footage of the event
>"They look noided as fuck," Nightmare murmured.
"YUH!"


>...
>"W-was that him just now?"
>the four frightened supervillains peeked over the edge of the conference table they were hiding behind
>Stefan stood half-naked, having thrown his shirt to the floor
>the demonic sigils on his body were glowing aqua green
>"I never knew it was possible to surpass the Royal Canterlot Voice..."
>"Quick! He's coming!"
>Ride slowly approached the table
>He was in no mood for this shit today
>he wanted to wash these faggots already so he could go home
>taking on four supervillains was going to take time
>but he was the blackest quarterback in the game, and he had a game plan
>before he could make his move, however, shadows struck!
>apparently growing tired of hiding, Sombra decided to strike first
>he didn't like being interrupted while he was watching footage of sweet, innocent ponies genuflecting on Changeling television
>it would be some time before Changelings mutated DVR capabilities
>Sombra entered his Smoke Form and growled menacingly at Stefan, who was entrapped in shadowy smoke
>he was prepared to put him through a world of fear, until suddenly
"YAHHHHHHHH!!"
"AAAAAAUUGGHH!!"
"YUH!"
"UH!"
"AUGH!"



>Ride's vocals punctuated a low, droning sound that seemed to emanate from Ride himself
>Sombra's smoke whirled and twirled around the angry man
>lightning crackled all around it
>Sombra tried to rein it in, but he no longer had control
>Sombra's smoky essence was caught in the vortex, and he was being sucked into the depths of Hell itself
>"RRAAUUGGH!! RAWRR! AHHHHHHHHHH!"
>the other villains could only watch as Sombra's wails and guttural cries for help emanated from the depths of Ride's vortex
>the whole place shook, and the vortex reeked of death
>it had all happened so fast
>Sombra's cries soon dwindled
>he was being sucked into an infinite void
>he was in Hell
>but it wasn't until he was sent to Hell that he realized he was going even deeper
>it was at that moment that he realized that this...human...thing...was a walking performance art exhibition that showcased a Hell within Hell
>Ride was Lord of the Game, the God of Hellfire, and the smoky king was sucked into the eldritch nightmares of Ride's broken karma
>King Sombra, Tyrannical Terror of the Crystal Empire, let out a high-pitched scream, and was never heard from again.



>the remaining three villains were losing their shit
>"You go and deal with him!"
>"Nuh uh! You go!"
>"I need to charge up my magic! Haven't you gotten your love charge recently?!"
>"Yes, but you're the almighty alicorn of the night here! Aren't you strong enough?!"
>"I need to bring out the Moon in order to be at full power! I'm going to need a few minutes!"
>"Rrrgh, fine! What about you, Discord?"
>"Ladies first."
>both mares glared at him
>"Discord, you lazy serpentine sack of shit, if you don't--"
>"Wait!" Nightmare hissed. "You hear that?"
>there was nothing but silence
>"I don't hear anything."
>"Exactly."
>chills crept up their spines as they realized that they just spent precious minutes not looking at their enemy
>immediately they inched their heads above the edge of the table
>the entire chamber was shrouded in inky darkness
>Sombra was gone.
>Ride was gone.
>"Shit! Where'd he go?!"
>"I don't see him!"
>the three evildoers looked every which way, hoping to find their foe



[Warning: Intense GORE]

>if she was any other creature, her skeleton would have jumped out of her body
>unfortunately for Chrysalis, what she had was an exoskeleton, which made up the outer shell of her body
>thus, the opposite happened, and her exoskeleton imploded INTO her body
>needless to say, the result was...grotesque
>her muscles and organs were violently pushed outward, while her dark-grayish chitin sliced through her body and became very similar to Celestia's endoskeleton
>but in Chrysalis's case, there was nothing holding her guts, blood, and other "pieces" in
>thus, her various organs, ruptured by her imploding exoskeleton-turned-endoskeleton, slooped onto the ground
>her muscles stayed, for the most part, but they were turned inside-out
>her skull had imploded somewhat from a full exoskull to a somewhat smaller endoskull
>her eyes popped out, and her brains were squeezed out of her eye sockets, her nostrils, her ears, and her oral cavity
>her teeth and horn imploded furiously and had embedded themselves into her dripping brain matter
>dripping brains, dripping blood, dripping urine, dripping dripping splashing spreading happening
>Ride saw all this, and calmed down somewhat
>Nightmare Moon was GONE
>Discord hovered away from the scene, watching, twitching, transfixed
>he was horrified
>as for Ride, the carnage was cathartic
>wisps of steam rose off his glistening body
>it sure was getting hot in here
>Ride exhaled
"Ohhhhhh...yeaahhhh."
>Chrysalis tried to summon her drones, who apparently ran away
>yet she could not reach them; her senses felt...addled
>despite her having a strong exoskeleton, she felt a chill in the air
>Chrysalis was sure she could feel her blood creepin' beneath her chitin
>she froze, as the chill intensified, and she could feel a slight breath brush through the hair on her neck
"Pss."



>Discord was fucked
>he just saw King Sombra get...sucked...into this creature
>he just witnessed Chrysalis, Queen of Changelings...fucking...augh
>Nightmare Moon BAILED
>and Discord was alone
>with Stefan Burnett
>with MC Ride
>with this savage hellspawn from another world, an eldritch abomination given humanoid form
>who WAS this...thing?!
>it didn't matter
>Discord was foolish enough to stay for this long, when he should have BAILED as well
>he began his ascent through the hole in the roof that Nightmare had made, watching Ride all the while
>the sky seemed to be getting darker...
>Ride turned to look at him.
>Discord froze, primal fear settling into his old bones
>his old, tired bones
>for the first time in his life, Discord felt his age
>he was a being of chaos, but the True Chaos he felt from this man was NOT the chaos he knew...
>it was something...darker...deadlier
>it felt...death-heated
>that was the most apt term he could come up with
>it was Chaos, geared not towards fun, but towards ending all life
>Discord, knew, then
>call it chaos
>call it magic
>call it an old man's intuition
>Discord was about to die
>...
>so you know what?
>fuck it
>FUCK IT!
>he wasn't going to run away
>he couldn't run away
>deep down, he knew Ride would find him
>he couldn't escape death
>no one can



>"Well...what can I say?"
>Discord floated back down
>"You got me."
>Ride's eyes followed Discord as he alighted upon the ground
>the whole chamber was a mess of bugstuff
>it was horrifying
>"I can't escape you, can't I?"
>"So maybe it's time I show you what's up my sleeves!"
>Discord may have been facing death, but he wasn't going down without a fight, coltdammit
>snapping his fingers, he brought forth as many things as he could imagine
>LITERALLY as many things he could imagine all at once
>cannons, express locomotives, ball n' chains, swords, flaming arrows, ice arrows, arrows made of light, arrows made of reishi, sad frogs, hostile clowns, twitching baseheads, twitching zombies, running zombies, fat zombies, female zombies, knights in shining armor, dogs that wear sombreros, metal-clad ninjas that wear sombreros, katana-weilding tax attorneys, angry hot pockets, violent guidance counselors, snitches, stitched jerseys, homemade McMuffins, turkey lips, celebrity death match contestants, victims of identity theft, wary Japanese dogs, a hall of mirrors, sleeveless blankets, rope, ivory tusks, wet sand, clam flesh, cannonballs, ideologies, ammonia and bleach mixed together, etc.
>Discord didn't waste any time, as he levitated the hall of mirrors and threw it at Ride as hard as he could
>it was an entire hallway of mirrors of all shapes, sizes, and wavelengths
>the hall shattered as it hit Ride full force
>it practically dropped right on his face
>the cacophony of sound could be heard for miles
>then all was silent
>standing in the thick of it all, stood Ride
>blood dripped from cuts all over his body
>there weren't any deep gashes
>however, blood was starting to soak into the top of his jeans
>it dripped onto his dress shoes
>that moment when the glass breaks
>when brute physical contact was made
>it could only mean one thing:
>this was violence now



>"Take this, you!"
>Discord began throwing everything else at Ride
>but Ride was having none of it
>his fists were clenched
>his veins were showing
>he was in pain
>he spent way too much time here already
>his feet hurt
>he could be back at Ponyville, taking shrooms while watching ponies genuflect
>he could have been genuflecting
>WHY WASN'T HE GENUFLECTING?!?!
>the blood evaporated from his body
>he took a deep breath
"BLOWN OUT!!!"
"BASE!!!"
"BLOWN OUT!!!"
"BASE!!!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGHHHH!!!!"
>each bellow carried with it the absolutely authority of Death himself
>everything Discord threw at him disentegrated
>all the sad frogs, all the Shibes, all the arrows and cannonballs
>all the gingerbread McMuffins
>everything died, as all things are wont to do
>Ride then made his way towards a cowering Discord, who was blown away by Death's authoratative proclamations
>with one hand, Ride GRIPPED one of Discord's antlers from behind
>his GRIP was strong
>"So this is it, eh?"
>Discord was left weakened by the bellows
>"You're gonna kill me, huh? Just like you did Somby and Chryssi..."
>Ride took hold of Discord's other antler
"No."
>"Wha-?"
>in one swift movement, Ride ripped off Discord's left antler
>"AAAAAAAUUUUUGGHHHH!!"




to be continued, hopefully