Démence

By aRegularPony

• January 17, 2013




Age: 24

Gender: Male

Species: Non-Pony

Cutie Mark: Broken handcuffs, symbolizing his ability to escape even the worst situations.

Personality: Completely bonkers. Démence is a madpony who wishes for nothing more than the suffering of his own race. The only thing he enjoys more is the beauty of explosions. Fire and smoke filling the air, as a building is blown apart. He will gladly tear a pony limb from limb for his own entertainment, but still works best under a bigger power. Unfortunately for said power, he still takes orders from the voices in his head over any other.

Backstory: Traitors. The nerve. His own people, imprisoning him. Torturing him. After he had been so loyal to them. Following their every command. Committing his whole life to them. And then they just threw it away. Decided he wasn't useful any more. He didn't have magic or flight, hell, he didn't even have a cutie-mark. <br /><br />Démence was originally an expert in explosives, working with the government to steal from Equestria. He was hired in multiple scenarios, some more popular then others, such as the great 'Alicorn Amulet' heist. He was well renowned within the Zebra community. However, when the Equestria - Zebraland alliance was formed, Démence was sold out by his peers, and arrested for 'conspiring' against the government and being involved in multiple organized robberies. He was sentenced for life.<br /><br />After a year of jail time, Démence started hearing voices. They told him things. Negative things. They also, however, gave him ideas. Brilliant ideas of escape. Freedom. Revenge. Oh, how they would talk of revenge. And how sweet it sounded. The next year was spent talking to nothing, forming escape plans. And then, finally, he acted. The date was perfect. The hottest day for seven years. Guards were tired and sweating, unable to properly perform their job. He ushered one over, then knocked them out, taking the keys and breaking out of his cell.<br /><br />After a good four hours of running in the horrible heat, he found himself outside of the city, near the ocean. He had somehow managed to escape the guards, and was nearby the docks. He boarded the first ship he saw, a large one with a flag representing an alicorn. Equestria. It was perfect. The ship was leaving soon, as well.<br /><br />During the trip to Equestria, he found an interesting room. It was obviously used for storage, but there was something different about it. It was locked up, unlike the others, and looked as though it hadn't been opened in a while. He used a piece of wood he found to pick the lock, and opened it up, and became overwhelmed with excitement. It was packed to the brim with explosives. Barrels of gunpowder. Sticks of dynamite. A brilliant opportunity. He decided to leave it until the ship made it to land.<br /><br />It was a beautiful display of colours, smoke and fire that could be seen from Canterlot. Démence waltzed away, keeping one eye on the wonderful thing he had done that day. The voices in his head applauded him. Congratulated him on his success. But he wasn't finished yet. First, he would find ponies in Equestria. Then, the Zebralands would fall.