Library Disk

I don't know what the fuck I just watched or why this even existed to begin with, but I'll try to summarize it the best I can. Words cannot describe my confusion. 
I drove to my local library this morning to get a history book for high school. I had a project that was due the week after, and the first thing I had to do was write down a bunch of note cards citing information from the book. It was incredibly boring, so after about an hour of searching, I eventually just visited the DVD section to find a movie for later. 
I spent a minute or two looking for a movie that interested me, and I ended up pulling out a case with a printed piece of paper in its sleeve. Every side, including the spine, had a poorly stretched and cropped image of My Little Pony promo art. Now, I wanna point this out: I know next to nothing about this show. The only things I’m aware of are the names of the characters and the setting that it takes place in. I learned this from a few fanworks online. They’re everywhere.
I was thinking of putting it back at first, but I ultimately decided to take it with me. It looked like some sort of bootleg, as the disk itself was just a blank DVD-R. Bootleg media really interests me alongside obscure media, seeing what kind of menus they have, and how the media was recorded to begin with. Kind of like this one pirated copy of The Incredibles that I found, where it was recorded entirely in a movie theater. When I took it over to the librarian to check it out along with my history book, she went through the listings on her computer and couldn’t even find it there. Someone must’ve put it there without the staff’s knowledge, but she let me check it out anyway and told me to be careful with it. Nice lady.
When I took it home and popped the disk into my computer, VLC Media Player came up, and unsurprisingly, I was right. Six squares against a textured background of a brick wall, with each square playing a short clip of an episode on there, all except for the sixth one, which just showed a picture of some character’s home from the show. There was a “play all” button on the bottom, and a header on top that read “My Little Pony Special,” all in white Constantia font. The background music was a clip from some unknown country song, with it sounding very bad for a menu. 
Each division on the DVD, just like the menu music, had pretty deficient audio quality, with the video being somewhat alright for bootleg standards. Everything looked TV-recorded, as the aspect ratio was slightly wrong in some parts.
Then, the sixth one came. Here comes the bizarre shit. Based on my research after watching, I am inclined to believe that the animation was created specifically for this bootleg. I can't find it anywhere online; not even on old YouTube or forum accounts. 
The “episode” began with a fade-in to the interior of Pinkie Pie’s house in a night setting. Pinkie was seen lying in her bed on top of the blankets, with her pet alligator standing on all fours, as still as a statue next to her. The setting suddenly cut to daytime, with Pinkie opening her eyes and jumping out of bed, squealing like a little girl about Celestia’s "special day." The first thing that felt out of place here was Pinkie’s voice. She spoke in English, but it was slightly broken as she had a foreign accent. I think it was Indian, but I’m not entirely sure. In fact, every character had an accent similar to that one. Like a voiceover.
After a short montage of her brushing her teeth, styling her poofy hair, and getting party decorations in order, she rushed outside, bouncing erratically with a list in her mouth. The list had all of her friends, consisting of Twilight, Fluttershy, and the rest of the Mane Six. First place she bounced over to was Twilight’s library. Twilight answered it, and greeted her. 
“Oh, hi, Pinkie Pie.”
“Hi, Twilight! Today is a very special day! Can you guess what it's for?! Can ya can ya can ya?!”
“Hi, Pinkie Pie.”
“No, silly filly, it's not about me! It’s Princess Celestia’s day of birth, and I can’t wa-”
“Hi, Pinkie Pie.”
“...uh, h-heh, hello, Twilight? I guess? So, are ya ready for her super spectacular coronationversary-birthday hybrid extravaganza-”
“Hi, Pinkie Pie.”
“...Twilight? Aren’t you interested in-”
“Hi, Pinkie Pie.”
“U-um…”
“Hi, Pinkie Pie. Hi, Pinkie Pie. Hi, Pinkie Pie. Hi, Pinkie Pie. Hi, Pinkie Pie.” 
Pinkie was visibly nervous to the point where she started to sweat and bite her lip, but she snapped out of it and slowly backed away.
“Well, uh, j-just… just keep in mind that you’re invited, ‘kay? ‘Kay, seeya!”
Pinkie then walked away, asking herself what the hell that was all about. A question I had in my head after watching this damn thing.
The scene cut to Sweet Apple Acres. Applejack walked up to a tree full of apples and kicked it, causing a whole slew of them to fall down into a pile. Pinkie Pie jumped out from behind the tree, bouncing happily as she spoke to Applejack, who was unphased from the sudden surprise.
“Hey, hey Applejack! It’s Princess Celestia’s birthday today and I’m hosting a party for her, wanna come- Applejack?”
Applejack was continuously kicking the same tree, with the same expression and movement. Over and over and over again, like how Twilight was greeting Pinkie in an endless loop. Pinkie surrounded her, getting in her face, smacking her on the back, tickling her sides, just doing whatever to get her attention, but Applejack didn’t budge.
“AJ, I’M RIGHT HERE! CAN YOU HEAR ME!? YOU ARE INVITED TO A PARTY! HELLO!?”
No answer from Applejack. At all. Pinkie groaned in exasperation before walking off, shaking her head in disapproval. She then told herself that third time’s the charm, before moving on to find Rarity.
Upon reaching Rarity’s boutique, she knocked on the door and walked inside before approaching her, saying hello in an awkward tone. Rarity is seen at her work desk, holding an unfinished dress, repeatedly pulling it toward her and pushing it back outward as if she were sewing. The sewing machine was nowhere close to the dress. In fact, it was literally turned on next to her with nothing inside of it. 
“Rarity! I dunno why everyone’s acting so strange today, but maybe you’d like to come to- oh, COME ON!”
Rarity doesn’t answer, continuing to push and pull the dress on the table. Pinkie Pie picked off Rarity's glasses with her teeth and ruffled her hair. No response. She stomped out of the boutique, groaning to the heavens. The same looping occurrence went down with the next two members of the Mane Six, with Rainbow Dash reading a Daring Do comic upside down, to Fluttershy filling a birdbath until it overflowed. 
Eventually, after seeing how even Fluttershy wasn't paying attention to her, Pinkie Pie stood on her hindlegs and shouted to the sky.
“Fine! You wanna ignore me?! You want me to have question marks buzzing around my head?! Whatever! I DON’T NEED YOU! I'll celebrate by myself...”
Her hair blew up like a balloon, and deflated, straightening down to her back, before she slumped her head down and trudged away.
The scene faded to Pinkie Pie walking into Celestia’s castle, still sad and forlorn as ever from how she couldn’t even get a single friend of hers to speak to her. She looked around the castle, calling out for Celestia, until the Sun princess herself came into view. Out of the entirety of the Mane Six, she actually didn’t sound like she was stuck in a loophole.
“Hello, Pinkie Pie. Is something bothering you? You look quite upset.”
“Can I please talk to you?! I’m so confused, and everyone’s ignoring me, and I dunno what’s going on…”
“Come sit next to me, Pinkie. Tell me what’s wrong.”
“...okay."
Pinkie sat next to Celestia, looking down at her hooves. Melancholy music tuned in.
“All of my ‘friends’ have been acting weird. Most of them have been doing nothing but ignoring me. Rarity, Rainbow Dash, even Applejack! Today’s supposed to be your birthday, and I wanted everyone you care for to come by, but it’s like none of them even like me anymore… I failed you. I’m sorry. I wanted it to be a surprise, but I blew it…”
“Pinkie… listen carefully.” 
Pinkie is held close to her bosom.
“You did not disappoint me. Don’t ever say that about yourself. The thought of you remembering, and trying to get others to celebrate, proves how kind-hearted you can be, but I don’t need a party to be shown respect. All I ever want for my birthday is for ponykind to have kindness and regard for each other. You did get very upset, but I’m sure if you asked them what was wrong, they would tell you. They are your real friends, after all. Think carefully. Did you upset them before?”
“No?! They were just fine yesterday! They're acting... weird.”
“Well, Pinkie, asking them isn’t out of the question. Are they acting any particular way when you say they ignore you?”
“W-well, Rarity sewed absolutely nothing, Rainbow was reading her book upside-down, and Applejack just… kept kicking one tree! I took her hat off, princess! I TOOK HER HAT OFF! And she didn’t say anything!"
“I see... that normally gets on her nerves. What about everyone else?”
The more Celestia asked questions, the more crestfallen she seemed to look. 
“Fluttershy just kept filling up a birdbath, and Twilight?! I-I don’t even know what was wrong with her! She was like a broken record! I tried to walk away, and she still kept repeating herself! I don't think she's messing with me, she's not the type of pony to do that! Could it be the cupcakes I had last night?!"
Celestia froze when she caught a breath. As if she was about to say something, but she couldn’t. She closed her mouth and stared down Pinkie Pie, looking as if she hadn't slept in weeks from the dissatisfaction. The background music came to a halt, and Pinkie Pie, confused, waved her hoof in front of Celestia’s face.
“Princess? Celestia?! Hello!? Oh no, don’t tell me you’re doing it too!”
“Oh no, I heard everything you said, Diana. Believe me.”
“Then why did you stop- …what did you just call me?”
Celestia sighed and cleared her throat, before standing back up. She faced the opposite direction, not even bearing to look at her just yet. 
“...have you ever thought that your existence, or at least this one in particular, is simply blinded by impulse? That these occurrences are just your thoughts begging you to put the poison down?”
“Princess, what are you talking about-”
“I’m talking about you, Pinkie. You. Don’t you think that your friends are acting this way because your mind is in working mode? Telling you to get some real ones?”
“Real ones?! But they ARE my real friends! Didn't you just say they were?!”
“Stop. No, they aren't. I would've spared you the brutality if you had watched your tongue, but now that I've heard it all... I can't keep up this charade for much longer. Pay attention.”
“C-celestia…?”
With that, Celestia finally turned around. Her eyes were still wide open, but with the use of aftereffects, a real human mouth was pasted over the pre-existing one she had. The voice sounded like it came from a grown man. The music came back, but it sounded like some slowed down psychedelic rock song. 
“Relax and wake up. You’ll be okay. You’ll find plenty of new friends above, right?”
“C-celestia, you’re scaring me!”
“Everyone’s scared of the truth, Diana.”
“STOP CALLING ME THAT!”
“Or what? Will you scream at me like you always do? Like you do with everyone? Will you throw up on me like the sponge you are? Sucking up all the alcohol you see? Will you wet yourself like you did on the sidewalk? Comply. Everything will be just fine.”
“I-I DON’T EVEN DRINK! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?! WHY?!”
“Huh. Look at you; you can't even remember correctly. You did this to yourself. Sitting catatonic, staring at the wall in this little world of yours won’t change all the mistakes you've made. You're a shattering failure. There's only one way you can write your wrongs now.”
Photos and clips of real people inside of what looked like a house party flashed across the screen in quick succession. Some of these people were drinking, partying, horseplaying with each other, and even committing random, destructive acts, such as wildly tearing into furniture, smashing appliances to pieces, and marking up drywall with sloppy, derogatory insults, such as "VILE SLAG." I don’t know why those were showing up, or where they could've come from, but I'm not sure if I want to comprehend what made them act so mindless. Maybe it's the alcohol, but they were way too quick with what they were doing. 
Pinkie ran out of the castle, and the scene switched to her racing back into Ponyville with a look of pure fear. She stopped and looked around her. Every single resident of Ponyville was frozen like a statue. Twilight was saying “hi, Diana” nonstop at her doorway. The strangest part of it all, though, was what had originally been the horizon. The sky was replaced with a stretched photograph of some drunken, yellow-haired, heavy-set college teenager, wearing a stained Pinkie Pie T-shirt, unconscious on the pavement. Soaked in her own yellowish vomit, with her eyes rolling up to her crown. "CVNT" was scrawled over her head in marker. 
Pinkie slumped onto the ground and started quietly giggling to herself, her eyes still filled with dread. A short clip of a child, having similar hair and skin to the drunk woman in the sky appeared, violently screaming and shaking, with her hands gripping her face for a split second. The human-mouthed Celestia walked up to the freaked out, now nervously chortling Pinkie Pie, staring her down from above. Her pupils were now replaced with long, horizontal slits that a goat would have.
“Rise. Look around you. How can you call this fun? Let alone normal? Wake up." 
Celestia's hoof struck Pinkie's forehead, causing her to fall over on her back.
"WAKE UP, YOU PAWN."
Pinkie was laughing hysterically, her pupils tightened into tiny dots and tears flowing down her eyes like a waterfall. Gargantuan, talking heads of the sun princess circled around her, screaming and echoing "you pawn" progressively louder. Enough to make my ears ring if my speakers were on max volume. 
The scene suddenly cut back to the nighttime bedroom setting from the beginning, the music slowed down even more. 
Pinkie was jerking and shaking violently in her bed, shrieking with a disgusting amount of shrill to her voice. Her eyes were completely blind white, and her wailing widened her jaws into a saliva-dripping, open-mouthed smile. She fell off of her bed, landing next to her pet gator, pressing her hooves against her temples and arching herself upwards, before going into a clonic fit of twitching. She looked like she was having a seizure. All while her little toothless gator companion sat there, watching. 
Around half a minute Pinkie’s horrific outburst later, she went limp, her breath shortening until it could be heard no more. She died, right in front of Gummy. 
That’s when the episode cut to black, the last frame being of her corpse next to her bed, and the DVD menu popped back up. 
I just sat there dumbfounded. How do you make something like this, put it on a TV-recording, and then just decide to put it in your pirated DVD? Was this meant to go to a specific person? To send a message? Just to fuck with someone? Why a library of all places?
I ended up purchasing the DVD, not even telling the librarian why I wanted it or what I saw. Mainly because I needed to get clear-as-day evidence. 
Don’t ask me for the full footage unless you are absolutely positive that you’re the girl in the video, or that you know her personally, with proof. I’m not blackmailing some random lady and possibly putting a target on her head all because some people care more about obscure media. 
I’ll know if you’re faking it.
Category:My Little Pony
Category:Bootleg
Category:DVD
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