Discorded Pony POV Discord

Discorded POV
"Glorious Chaos"
In the beginning, there was nothing...but I'm not here to bore you with some kind of origin story.  No, you're here because you've been asking around, wondering what was going on in the minds of other ponies - especially a certain set of mares - and I want in on the action.  Call it boredom, call it chaos, whatever - I just want to share, too!

Now, sit down and sit still, I won't bite...much.

My first conscious thought was, much like many others later on, "I'm free."  This was immediately followed, of course, by "I wonder if the new regime kept Casual Friday."  After all, that's the first thing on anyone's mind after being released from petrification.

Don't believe me?  Well, one of us has been petrified twice now, and one hasn't.  Here, I'll fix that easy enough.  Now then, as I was saying...

Celestia hadn't changed a bit, though the accursed Elements of Harmony had.  You know already the tale of how the bearers wandered into my labyrinth, falling to my cunning and cruel cages of chaos (tm).  I may have cheated a bit here and there, but I still have to say, not bad handiwork.  Of course, if I was to have any kind of power, I'd need to be the last being in the universe to have a say in what went for that silly little thing everyone calls "ethics."

So I stole the most powerful piece of time magic I could find (much to my amusement and glee, it was a big blue box that was bigger on the inside) and used it to block off interference from the rest of my family.

And that's when the fun began.

I tortured each of the bearers, drove them to their metaphorical knees, cutting from them something vitally important to their beings - and their connections to the Elements.

In this world, I interfered before the last could fall properly.  In MY world, I did not...and so began the millennium of experimentation.

Being a creature of chaos, it's easy to get bored by the same thing going on for seconds, let alone an entire millennium.  (I had enough of that as a statue.)   So while I let my new minions destroy the harmony of the world, I tested the power of chaos to its fullest, bringing about zombies, the plague, an army of kittens - everything and the kitchen sink!  After I had my fun (and learned an awful lot about a great many things, none of which you'll want to hear about if you value your sanity or lunch - honestly, ponies are such softies!)  I decided to check back on my minions, see how they were doing.

I must say, I'm still disappointed.

The rampant magic provided them with an illusory "me," who did the same thing day after day after day.  So BORING.  Anyways, this illusory ruler inspired each to react in a different way, according to who they were.

Applejack took my takeover of her entire world and its dissolving into utter chaos rather well.  Even incapable of speaking so much as a word of truth, she managed to keep the entire group together, tending to them almost as a nurse.  Ugh.

Rainbow Dash was the next lowest on the rung of insanity.  First, she chased after "me" while "I" was doing something predictably chaotic (honestly, I need to put more effort into these things, "me" doesn't have my creativity at all) and tried to keep ponies from getting involved, only to have at least half of them suffer...which basically already happened, now where's the reaction shot?  Then she went through the same choice every day for a thousand years: her friends or her most valued friend, and it always ended with her unable to rely on her friends when she let them down.  I think after a thousand years she nearly figured out the riddle - or killed herself out of despair, either way would get the desired result: more suffering in new and exquisite ways.  Ah well, guess I'll have to break the new one.

From there was Fluttershy - the one where I cheated.  I bound her ability to feel compassion, and the results were marvelous, if I do say so myself.  In fact, I think I'd like to keep that memory locked away, rather than share it with someone like you.  I will say this, I liked her best.  Fluttershy is best pony indeed.

Then came the entity known as Pinkamina Diane "Angry" Pie.  If I was fondest of Fluttershy, Angry the Berserker was a close second; she even dared attack my illusory clone on instinct when it laughed in her presence.  She even got away with a limp.  Of course, she was entirely reactionary, which lost her serious points...

Then there was Twilight Sparkle.  The illusion may have cheated there: her memories would be artificially and temporarily restored, only to fall away before she can do anything.  Again.  Beyond that she was simply a robot, disconnected from the world, no disorder, no stubborn refusal to give up in the face of insurmountable odds, nothing.  She just did as she was told.  Where's the fun in that?

Rarity was the most annoying, however.  She got an obsession with one rock...which became many rocks...until finally she had rock grandkids.  Amusing, yes...for five minutes.  But a thousand years?  BO-ring.

And the last one was dead...I thought I'd fixed that?  Ah well.

Deciding that enough was enough, I gathered the memories of each one and went back to where it all began...the maze.  My first task completed, those memories gave five ponies reason to not sleep for a long time...the sixth would wait.

And...that's it.  Alright, I could tell you about how I orchestrated events to occur so that I would be "defeated,"  but instead I'll tell you how I dealt with the elements the second time.

Applejack, who had sought to comfort with lies, now offered to use the truth for the same task.  I gave her a bit of motivation to see if she would look long enough into the well for some of the really frightening stuff...but apparently not.  Ah, well.

Rainbow Dash is still moping over the Cloudsdale incident.  Perfect.

Fluttershy and Fluttercruel are coming to terms with each other.  Sappy, but interesting...I've never seen anything like that.  I'll need to research some more.

Pinkie Pie is, regrettably, sane.  I don't know HOW, but she is.  A sad day indeed.

I managed to punish the jewel finder appropriately - she's now afraid of her own livelihood!  Ah classic.  Too bad it didn't stick.

And then there's the dead one...apparently my session with her stuck somehow...incredible!  And something else to look into when I can...

Of course, I couldn't have known without my unwitting accomplice.  YOU all though I was bound in stone, but really that was just the beginning.  After all...

I am still here.