Edgelord - Edgy Cuckold Shoots Out Canterlot High

"Anon, what are you doing- aaah!"
>Blossomforth yells as the buckshot hits her in the ribs.
>Blood spatters all over the wall and the floor.
>The entirety of the hallway's population turns around at the sound of the firearm.
>They look in horror as they see you.
>Blood covering your trench coat.
>Beneath your trench coat is a wide variety of weapons, making it really heavy.
>You chamber another round in the shotgun, making the trademark "click-clack" sound.
>Suddenly there is absolute silence as the empty shell hits the ground.
>A few seconds after the empty piece of ammunition hit the ground, the hallway begins to fill with sound again.
>The sound of an assload of people screaming over each other.
>You aim the gun at the crowd again.
>You don't really have to aim this time.
>It's like shooting fish in a barrel.
>If the barrel was filled with nothing but fish so densely, the fish couldn't move.
>Boom
>Click-clack
>Boom
>Click-clack
>"It's funny", you think as you gun down another teenager, "how a small decision can lead to various different situations."

Day before
"Oh, anon? You're really dating THAT loser?"
"I mean he wears nothing but that awful cloak of his"
"I can't believe you are dragging yourself down to date his kind"
"Oh, he's not that bad. He can be a really nice guy and-"
"Oh my, Fluttershy, you can't be serious. He's a total outcast!"
"He is not Pixel! I bet he has a lot of friends!"
"Like who?"
"Oh, um-"
>"Good afternoon Fluttershy. Hello ladies!"
>You interrupt the girls harassing your girlfriend.
>The yellow girl in mention stands up and hugs you quickly.
>She's a total cutie.
>You are so happy to have her.
"Hello Anon, would you like to sit somewhere else?"
>"I would love to, Shy"
>You sit at another table and start eating your lunch.
>In silence.
>But that's okay, you both agreed that you like silence.
>You hope those curs at the other table didn't give her too much of a rough time.
>You know well enough that you are not one of the cool guys.
>Like Flash "Fucking" Sentry
>You spare a quick glance in the girl's direction.
>They are looking at you.
>They quickly look away and laugh.
>Like hyenas.
>"So, Fluttershy, there's the new Zootropolis movie in the theatre tonight, do you want to go?"
"Oh! I -uh -um, can't."
>"Why not? Is something the matter?"
"Oh, no! Not at all! I just, um, have to do something in the animal shelter."
>Oh, okay, another time then?"
"Yes! Maybe someday else!"

"Please, Anon, don't do it!"
>"Beg somebody else."
>You pull the trigger.
>Another orgy of gore and blood orchestrates itself in front of you.
>Then you hear a door shut quickly.
>You aim at the door and hear a "click" sound.
>Damn, gotta reload.
>As you reload your instrument of death that has left a trail of death and destruction behind you, you realize the door leads to the girl's restroom.
>No one shall be spared.
>Social conventions don't apply anymore.
>You kick down the bathroom's door.
>See a girl crawling away from her futile barricading attempt.
>She's one of the hyenas laughing at you a day back.
>You feel the kick of the recoil as you end her life.
>"Not laughing now, are you?"
>You hear a faint scream from one of the cabins.
>You slam the cabin door open with the shotgun's butt.
>The previous harlot's friend.
>"What's wrong? How come you are not laughing anymore?"
>She starts screaming.
>If your ears weren't ringing before, they sure are now.
>It is really annoying
>"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
>"SHUT THE FUCK UP! Do you want me to shoot you, like I did your friend?"
"n-no."
>"THEN WHY THE FUCK AREN'T YOU LAUGHING? HUH? HAVE I FAILED TO ENTERTAIN YOU?"
"He- he-he-"
>"WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT? AM I A FUCKING CLOWN?"
>You end her confused look with a swift shotgun blast.
>You don't even know why did you start yelling at her.
>Maybe because you have a lot of pent-up aggression that needs ventilating?
>Maybe because you've seen it in a video game and thought it was cool?
>It doesn't matter now.
>Back to the scheduled program.

After class
>You head out of the bathroom
>Through the cramped hallway
>You get a lot of shoves.
>But that's okay, you are used to it.
>What you are not used to, however, is the impassibility of the corridor.
>You get an idea.
>What if, you cut your path short by going around the gym?
>Normally it would be a slightly longer route, but you could travel more quickly that way.
>Decide fuck the hallway.
>You get out of the crowd. Onward to the playgrounds.
"'Sup, nerd."
>Oh great.
>You recognize that voice.
>Flash. Fucking. Sentry.
>You turn around, and you see he is not alone.
>He has two other jocks with him.
>You already know where this is going.
>"Hi Flash."
"Oh, we're friends now, Anon? Is that why you are not calling me Mr. Sentry?"
>The jocks laugh, despite this being one of his weaker pre-beat-up lines.
"You know, I can't just let that fly..."
>Here it comes.
>You feel the fist slam into your eye socket.
>You vainly try to cover your head and turn away, but a quick kick in the stomach turns you right back.
"Oh no, you are gonna have to endure the whole punishment."
>Luckily enough, the next strike renders you unconscious.

>"RUN, FORREST, RUN!" you yell madly as you shoot one of the jocks.
>You are now at the running track.
>Hence the Forrest Gump reference.
>Anyway, let's not forget why are you here.
>You know who is your target.
>And he's going to meet swift retribution
>You head towards the changing rooms.
>He's supposed to have a practice this morning so, he should be there.
>You enter the locker room.
>Notice two sets of clothes.
>After a brief inspection, you identify your prey.
>He's near.
>His hour of twilight is nigh.
>You step into the showers and see the other jock naked turning around in panic.
"Whoa, Anon, look you don't need to do this man, you know I always thought you were coo-"
>"Stop your blabbering. Where is Flash?"
"I don't know man, he's not here yet, I guess."
>You aim your .45 Colt at him.
>He stares down the barrel of the hot metal 45 for a while.
>"Okay, I will give you one last way to survive : Where is he?"
>Suddenly you smell something.
>You look down.
>Yep, it's urine.
>Big guy just pissed himself.
"He- he's in the cleaning closet. He ordered me to stay here to send you away. Please don't hurt me!"
>You lower your weapon.
>"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."
>His face brightens up.
"Really?"

> I WILL STRAIGHT UP FUCKING MURDER YOU!"
>Then, you shoot him.
>Several times.
>Then you reload.
>And then you shoot his corpse once again. For good measure.
>You walk up to the closet door.
>Oh perfect.
>He too, is dressed like the day Satan made him.
>Absolutely naked.
"Oh, hi, Anon."
>"Oh, so we are friends now?"
"Sorry, Mr. Mous. I deeply apologize."
>"Do you now?"
"Mr. Mous, please, I am sorry for all that happened-"
>"You know, you just might be forgiven."
>"You just have to be punished."
>"Bend over."
>The idiot blushes and then does what he's asked.
>He's expecting some sodomy or some shit.
>Well, he won't be sorry. In a way.
>"Go into the closet. Don't stand up."
"Y-you know I've already done this so-"
>"Shut up."
>You spread his butt cheeks.
>Then you unpin the grenade you had in your hand this whole time.
>You put the grenade between his cheeks.
>"Don't relax your thighs now. That includes removing the grenade."
"The WHAT?"
>You quickly leave.
>As you turn back to the main school building, you hear an explosion behind you.
>You expected him to last longer.
>What a shame.
>Now you've taken almost all of your revenge.
>Almost.

>You wake up a few hours later
>In some ditch beside the school.
>Another shit day.
>Maybe visiting your girlfriend will help.
>You start heading the way to her house.
>On your way you pass through a park.
>You took a lot of walks with her here.
>Suddenly, you notice a kissing pair of people in the nearby brushes.
>They didn't notice you.
>Aah, soon you will be like the guy-
"We really shouldn't do this."
>WAIT, WHAT?
>Is- is that?
>No, it can't be.
>You really shouldn't spy on other people.
>But what if-
>You must know.
"C'mon baby, he won't notice you the way I do."
"That's not true! He's really nice and-"
"Yeah, but does he have this?"
"Oh, oh my."
>You see him taking something out of his pants.
>It looks like a small steel rod.
>Oh fuck no.
"Well, does he?"
"It's so. Big."
"Taste it. C'mon, baby, don't be shy."
"I really shouldn't but, if that's what you want..."
>You see her kneel down.
>She starts tucking her hair behind her head.
>She is barely done and he shoves his shaft into her mouth
>She gargles a bit
>Obviously, it must be a bit big for her mouth.
>But she starts moving her head.
>Really slowly, but moving.
>Silent wet noises start to resound from her mouth
>Like she was licking a lollipop.
>Her head starts to bob a little.
>Each passing moment, she moves a bit more, taking more of his shaft into her mouth.
>He groans and throws his head back a bit
"Oh yeah, that's it"
>A faint pop noise is heard when she removes the penis from her mouth
"Oh no, am I doing something wrong?"
"Nah, you're doing just fine. Now keep sucking."
>She returns to her previous efforts.
>With more vigor and speed this time
>She seems to be really into it.
>Small cute moans start to escape her mouth along with even wetter sounds.
>A weak smell of fish is suddenly felt.
>You see her reaching with her hand under her skirt
>Moans and slurping noises are now accompanied by schlicking.
>Why hasn't she ever done this with you?

>His groans grow even louder
>He comes.
>He sprays the liquid all over her head.
>Great. Now your day is completely shit.
"Oh, my."
"C'mere. You should taste this in full glory."
"B-but what if somebody sees us?"
"Relax, no one comes through here at this time."
"O-okay, but be gentle okay?"
>The blush runs across her face.
"Don't worry. "Fucking" is my middle name. I'll be gentle."
"My, such language- eep!"
>He shoves it into her
>Gentle my ass.
>He starts thrusting into her
>Her breasts bounce up and down with his energetic slaps.
>She actually lifts a bit above the ground with each thrust.
>The air is now fermented with the overwhelming stench of these two.
>She moans really loudly now.
>She seems to be enjoying herself
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, Flash!"
>The cock hammers her insides like a mechanical piston.
>If you looked closed you could actually see her juices gushing forth to lubricate the stiff thing pummeling into her.
>Or the fact that he doesn't wear a condom
>But you can't.
>Because you walk away.
>You hear Fluttershy's screams gaining in pitch and volume.
"YOU ARE GOING TO CUM INSIDE ME!"
>Wow, that was really loud.
>You are now heart-broken.
>There is nothing that could describe your sadness now.
>You go home.
>You start finishing the preparations which you started a few months ago.
>The preparations only she kept from finishing.
>The preparations to shoot up the Canterlot High.

>This is not how you imagined it.
>All these days spent preparing for this.
>And it doesn't feel as you thought it would.
>You expected grand feelings of revenge.
>You expected to feel empowered, strong.
>But you feel nothing at best.
>But mostly just like an asshole.
>But then you see her.
>She, who started this.
>She, who is your undoing.
>She, who brought destruction upon this school and all her students.
>Time to end this.
"Anon! Please, stop this! You are not like this! "
>"That's rich."
"What?"
>"I know about last night."
"I didn't want to do it, anon, please, I am so stupid..."
>"Forgiveness cannot be given"
"She feels sorry, Anon, darling, wouldn't you at least think about stopping this?" you hear another voice from behind Fluttershy.
>You shoot her.
>No second thoughts. No remorse.
>Just simply shoot her in the face.
>"Bitch, I am talking."
"We have to run!" Sunset Shimmer and Pinkie Pie yell out.
>You throw your last grenade at them.
>The explosion erupts right between them.
>The pressure wave throws you to the ground.
>A leg in pink stockings flies by.
>There was a sign on the inside of the thigh.
>What are you looking at?
>Oh Pinkie Pie.
>Humorous even after the bitter end.
>Your staring at the dismembered part of your former schoolmate is suddenly interrupted by Rainbow Dash trying to pin you down.
>Or beat you. Depends. Her attempts are futile either way.
>But your thinning arsenal has something for this kind of situation.
>You pull the knife out of your boot while covering from her attempts.
>You swing it, aiming at her neck.
>She dodges but the knife manages to rip a bit of her t-shirt.
>You press on, going forward with the knife in front of you.
>Your attempts to stab her are met with a swift dodge to the side.
>However the rainbow haired athlete is suddenly stopped by a bit of rubble that gets in her way.
>She falls to the ground.
>At least she tried to fight back.
>You give her a swift death.

>You rise back up, Fluttershy now cowers behind Applejack.
"Now, pardner, I know yer really angry, but you really shouldn't be so overreactin'-"
>"Everyone on this school gave me hell. Now, I am sending them to hell."
>"My path is made up of torn bodies now. I can't turn back."
>"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, call me a maniac, but I just couldn't take it anymore."
"What in the hay are ya sayin'?"
>"I'm saying it's nothing personal, and yet it is very personal."
>You empty your last bullet into her forehead.
>Now, the grand finale.
"Please, Anon..." her words are interrupted by sobs.
>"Shhh. No tears. Only dreams now."