Come to think of it, YEAH! You're feeling pretty pissed right now. It gets even worse when you actually reach the town. You didn't play well with others as a kid, especially not with smiling, precocious Ponies. Given, you're a Pony too, but Ponies like this, something about them just grinds your gears, and makes you wanna ruin somepony's day.
You had brought along quite a few "instruments" and "toys" to play with, and were itching to use them on somepony, make them really suffer.
You start scoping our prey, somepony who really had it coming. You were going to make somepony's life a living hell, starting today. After only a few minutes of looking, you spot the perfect bitch for your agressions,
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