Anon's job(Probably not WIP)

>Pull book on shelf
>Shelf spins to Twilight's surprise
>Walk down to secret basement laboratory
"What do you think I've been occupying my time with, Twilight?"
>Dozens cages restraining other displaced humans that wound up in Equestria
>No anons, just author inserts, fedoras, and neckbeards
>They hear the clop of Twilight stepping in the room
>"ITS BOOK HORSE!"
>"PURPLE SMART OVER HERE!"
>"TWILIGHT I WANT TO SUCK YOUR HORN!"
>Twilight reels back in surprise
>Throw a switch to electrify the cages and zap them unconscious
"I don't know where they keep coming from. But every day more keep showing up. I can only work so fast."
>"We need to tell Celestia!"
"Who do you think asked me to start hunting them? Send one of their own after them. One who knows how they think. What they want."
>Twilight looks at you with mild fear.
>"One of their own?"
"I was like them, once. A raving lunatic. My lust for you was insatiable. The twisted desires that ran through my head drove me mad."
>Twilight backs away.
"But then it happened. I had an epiphany. The realization dawned on me that if ever I was in Equestria like... THAT!"
>You point accusingly at the pile of human filth in the cages.
"That no good would ever come of it. Humans would be reviled and disgusted. Nopony would give anyone the time of day, let alone a chance to exist in peace with ponies. And so when more started coming through, Celestia gathered us."
>"Us?"
"Us. We are Anonymous. We lurk in the shadows. We are everywhere. We exist to cleanse the filth and scum from the world. We are the nameless crusaders who protect the good and the innocent from the corruption that infests our race like a tumor. It is our curse to bear, and our great privilege."
>"How long has this been going on? How many of you are there?"
"Dozens. Hundreds. And it has been more than two months."
>"But you only started living here-"
"For two months. Celestia wanted a forward bastion to combat these incursions."
>"Will it ever stop?"
"It's hard to say."
>"So there are other Anons?"
"Everywhere. We do well to avoid the confusion of multiple Anons in one place."
>Twilight rubs her chin.
>"Are there other Anons in Ponyville right now?"
"Probably."
>"How do you do it?"
"Perception filter. You only see what you want to see. Some of us use the 'SEP' Field generator."
>"What does SEP stand for?"
"Someone Else's Problem."
>"A 'Someone Else's Problem' Field?"
"Yes. Basically it causes whomever looks at the field to look slightly passed it and ignore it, because it's none of their business. Someone else's problem to deal with."
>"That's... Strangely brilliant. It plays off ignorance.
"Which many people have in spades."
>"Is there anything I can do?"
>You lean over toward her.
"Never, ever let them touch you."
>"Why... Why not?"
>Twilight looks fearful.
"Look at them. Do you really want any of that on you?"
>"...No, no I don't."