Derpy Toy

I’ve had this little GameMaker executable sitting in my Downloads folder for about a year now. It’s an application that I didn’t remember very well since I have so many games choking my file manager as is. A terabyte of computer storage and a love for a certain fandom will do that to you. 
“Derpytoy_play.exe” was the name of the file. Based on what I’ve seen throughout the gameplay, it was clearly either unfinished or just made as a test demo. 
The character of focus is pretty self-explanatory from the filename: Derpy Hooves from My Little Pony. Opening the game greets you to her, standing in a white-walled room with a cross-eyed expression, only accompanied with a colorful rug, a window with a sun, and a TV playing the same two-second animation repeatedly. On the bottom of the screen are two arrows pointing left and right, and between those arrows is a caption meant to tell you what trinket you’re currently using to entertain Derpy. 
I scrolled right, and the game changed my cursor to a small, shiny sphere. Upon clicking the unoccupied space next to Derpy, a bouncy ball would spontaneously appear, and she’d inch toward it out of curiosity, occasionally poking it with her hoof, headbutting it to make it ricochet around the room, etc. If the ball hits her head, whether you picked it up manually or not, she’ll let out a squeak.
Scrolling further gave me more options to play with Derpy. 
One was of a popping fidget toy that she’d either poke, bite, or step on while laughing with glee. Another gave me some sort of Panic Pete-esque squeezable shaped like Fluttershy, that she’d chew on. Everytime she bit down, the little Fluttershy’s eyes, mouth, and ears would pop out like bread in a toaster. Hell, there was even a plush of Dinky that you could give her to cuddle up to and sleep with.
That was all the tools I had to work with. The more I played, the weirder things got. 
First, I clicked right after giving her the Dinky plush, and it just disappeared along with Derpy. The room was devoid of life, silent as an empty museum. The television in the setting wasn’t even making any noise. I thought this was a bug at first, so I clicked on the left arrow, then the right again to see if something had failed to load in. Still nothing. 
Then, I heard incoherent, loud, yet familiar grunting noises. Mixed with some guy quibbling over something. I couldn’t make out what he was talking about at all since the audio was so faint, but what I could discern was a bump, followed by high-pitched yelping. Afterwards, it just cuts off and replays until I continue. 
Next thing I saw was Derpy looking out of the window in her room, basked by the white light beaming through. I tried clicking around the room for something to happen, even clicking on Derpy herself to see if she’d respond to me somehow. Her upper body was lifting up and down from her breath, but she didn’t do anything else besides that. 
The game did change my cursor like before when I clicked right. Every item I had placed down for her to interact with rolled no dice. Bouncing the ball around the room, manually clicking on the popping toy, no matter what attempt I put in, nothing made her turn around. 
I thought the game was broken, so I decided to get up and go to the kitchen for a drink, leaving the game idle in my room. I thought, maybe I’ll figure something out when I sip on a beverage. That’s when I heard those familiar sounds blaring out of my side speakers upstairs. That same pattern of grunts, bickers, and yelps, echoing over and over until it stopped again. 
Cherry-flavored water in my hand, I came back into my room to see the game’s setting much more darkened than before, TV switched off, and Derpy lying on her side, in a catatonic and stiffened state. It was like she was replaced with a statue of salt. 
She appeared to be squinting right at me, even with her crossed eyes. Her pupils were as glossy as marble, and her teeth were locked into an inconceivable, broad smile. In fact, her smile was so broadened, that it wrinkled her face into a chaotic mess, so much so that I couldn’t even understand what true emotion she was supposed to be expressing. Not to mention, part of the wall to her right was caved in, as if someone had slammed into it back-first.
Clicking on her did something. It made her flop down, her face thumping against the floor, before promptly disappearing again.
I smacked my desk and thought “damn you to hell,” thinking that this was another bug, until I was suddenly barraged with intensely vivid colors, and the entire atmosphere became poorly drawn, with the exception of Derpy. The arrows faded to nothing.
She wasn’t catatonic anymore. Her entire body was lurching in place, and instead of clenching really hard like in the last scene, her eyes and mouth were wide open. Her pupils were no longer sleek, but messy, like rough, thorny tumbleweeds. Her lower jaw surpassed her neck from how stretched it was.
A whole mixture of sounds shot out of my speakers. A rising tone. A woman sputtering pure, unintelligible burble. Some sort of heavily corrupted theater song, possibly Italian?
Clones of her, same face and all, popped up in different sections of the room. Jerking and twitching. The babbling clatter would duplicate to a point where it felt as if I was in an angry mob. 
One last thing quickly faded into the center of my view.
It was a man, folded up into a ball. He faced away from the camera, shivering in the midst of these twisted copies. His fingers gripped and tugged onto his hair, his opposite hand twitching over his back. Clearly some sort of meltdown. 
The scene was abruptly cut off by a plain white screen, nothing returning to normal even after a moment of waiting. There was nothing to navigate with, therefore preventing me from trying anything else. No text, no buttons, nothing.
The game was kind of annoying to me, if anything. It was incredibly loud, a little boring at the beginning, and just felt like something made to demonstrate tech software more than a game. Compared to everything else I have in my storage, I might actually trash this one. Definitely not my best work.
Good God. There goes Miranda, making all of that racket in the living room for the hundredth time. I’m so sick of her. 
Category:Lafawnda's Reading Hour
Category:Computers and Internet
Category:My Little Pony