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- Chapter 1
- >Be Anonymous
- >You like manga, dragon ball in particular.
- >You go to the local library to find borrow dragon ball 42, you couldn’t find it in any bookstore as it was always sold out.
- >Anyway you’re lost.
- >The library is huge, rows upon rows of bookcases filled with literature from all ages.
- >Economic theory from the nineteenth century.
- >Fantasy novels… pretty much all rip-offs of J. R. R. Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings.
- >Philosophy, science, history and international studies.
- >Man this place has everything!
- >You walk past the porn section.
- >…
- >Porn?!
- >This place has a section with porno magazines?
- >You stop to find something good.
- >Fucking pervert.
- >There’s a book that seems out of place.
- >There’s another one, and another one, and another.
- >They seem to be in some sort of pattern.
- >It’s really weird, fifteenth century books on a shelf dedicated to porn.
- >You might as well take a look.
- >”Commedia” this one isn’t even from the fifteenth century, hell it’s not even porn.
- >You take it out… thing is stuck.
- >You pull harder.
- >The whole shelf starts to shake.
- >The shelf swing open, it was a secret door.
- >Who in their right mind would plaster a secret door with porn?
- >You quickly scan your surroundings before walking into the unknown.
- “Uuaaa!”
- >Spiders, spiders everywhere!
- >You HATE spiders with a passion.
- >You squash the little bastards with your shoes; they never knew what hit them.
- >It’s dark; you can barely see your own hands. You -don’t- want to touch the walls, they are crawling with arachnids.
- >There’s a light at the end of the tunnel.
- >Why did you have to use that metaphor?
- >The light is not very bright, it doesn’t illuminate the hallway.
- >You walk toward the light; it comes from a small chamber at the end of the hallway.
- >Here the light is a lot stronger, strong enough for you to actually see your surroundings.
- >The walls are full of weird patterns they all have a light blue glow
- >The patterns seem to be the source of the light.
- >In the middle of the room stands a small pedestal.
- >There’s a book on top of it.
- >You pick up the book it's dusty and it looks very used, it’s bound in leather.
- >The title of the book is Grimoire.
- Fast forward two months.
- >You swing your hand back while turning around, balancing on your left foot.
- >You step forward punching straight simultaneously.
- >A flame of pale green ethereal fire shoots out of your closed hand.
- >You roundhouse kick and another flame manifests from your foot.
- >After performing what closely resembles a kata you stop and catch your breath.
- >You can feel a lot of your mana has been spent so you decide to take a break to recharge.
- “Okay, next spell”
- >You open the book and find the “water to wine spell”
- >It’s a hot summer day, you are thirsty and in the mood for chardonnay.
- >You go back inside your house to get some water.
- >While you are inside a gust of wind blows by your book and flips some random pages in your book.
- >You come out of your house with a bottle of water.
- >Being the general fuckwit you are, you don’t check the name of the spell again.
- >You perform a long and extremely difficult ritual.
- >You actually need to give up some of your blood.
- >”This better be the best wine I’ll ever taste.” You think to yourself.
- >After the last syllable leaves your mouth the elixir of blood, water and a shit load of other crap begin to swirl and boil.
- >You take a step back as the elixir begins to evaporate.
- >The elixir is now a gas.
- >You fucking panic. “Shitshitshitshitfuckingshit!” You grab your grimoire and start searching for a way to reverse the spell.
- >You don’t notice that the gas has surrounded you until it is too late.
- >You are engulfed in a pink mist and your vision begins to fail you.
- >The mist suddenly disappears and you’re left standing in an apple field.
- >Okay… where the fuck are you?
- >Blue sky - not a cloud up there.
- >It’s hot, but not uncomfortable.
- >There are trees… apple trees it seems.
- >…
- >Wait a second where the fuck are you?
- >I don’t know brain.
- >Okay don’t panic, weirder shit has happened to you before.
- >Who are you kidding this shit goes beyond weird.
- “WHERE THE HELL IS THE BOok… oh right here… in my hands… hehe... silly me”
- >It seems the stuff you were carrying came with you.
- >Thank god you’re still wearing pants.
- >Your chest is bare; you always train without a shirt on.
- >The last time you whore one your favourite T-shirt caught fire.
- >”What in tarnation?!”
- >That accent.
- >Are you in fucking Texas?!
- >Suddenly you’re tackled by what looks like a…
- >By what looks like a cross between an orange marshmallow and a horse.
- >Oh wait it’s just a p0ny
- “Ohshitfuck a talking p0ny?!”
- >Your jimmies aren’t as rustled as they should be.
- >After all you discovered magic two months ago.
- >”Wait a moment… you can talk?”
- >Okay play it smooth, Anon.
- “Yes”
- >So far so good.
- >”What are y’all doin’ in MY apple orchard? Ya'll probably want to steal mah apples! Aww no, that ain't how we roll here in Ponyville mister Whateveryouare”
- >The orange freak show hops off your chest and turn its back on you.
- >Is it going to flee?
- >Why is it… She lifting her hind le…
- >You are out cold.
- >Water.
- >You HATE water,
- >Fish fuck in it.
- >You cough and sit up.
- >You open your eyes only to be greeted by the orange p0ny, you didn’t notice before but it’s… She’s wearing a cowboy hat.
- >There’s a purple one too this one has a horn.
- >Wait horn?
- >It’s a unicorn holy shit!
- >Now you feel the headache. The orange one kicked in the face.
- >”Hey it’s awake!” the purple one says, her voice filled with excitement.
- “Of course I’m awake, you poured water all over me!”
- >The purple one is taken aback by your aggressive tone.
- >But you don’t even search for a fuck to give.
- >”Wow you’re right Applejack, it can talk. It looks dangerous”
- ”Applejack? Is that you?” you point a finger over at the bitch that knocked you out.
- >”Yes ah’m Applejack” she points a hoof at the purple unicorn “and this here is Twilight”
- >Okay this time we play it REALLY smooth okay Anon? Don’t want to get kicked in the jaw again.
- “My name is Anonymous, Anon for short. I’m not dangerous - I’m just a little confused right now… Do you mind telling me where I am?”
- >”Alright… Anonymous, you’re in Ponyville.”
- “Okay… Where is Ponyville again?”
- >”Well it lies between Appaloosa and Canterlot.”
- “Appaloosa? Canterlot? I am sorry Miss Twilight but I don’t know any of those towns. What country am I in?”
- >”Well you’re in Equestria” this time Applejack spoke up.
- “Equestria?”
- >The two ponies gives you a deadpan stare the like of which you’ve never seen before.
- >”So ah take it ya not from around here?”
- “No, I don’t think I’m even from this world.”
- >You rise to your feet, Twilight seems surprised by your height.
- >You’re still wearing pants, thank god! But your book is gone.
- “Where’s my book?”
- >”Oh well I put it up on my bookshelf,”
- >Twilights horn starts to glow, and so does one of the books on the bookshelf.
- >The book levitates down to you.
- >The purple one, Twilight knows magic… Interesting.
- >You take a look at the book and sigh.
- “This is not my book”
- >”What do you mean? This was the book that lay right next to you”
- “Do you take me for a fool?”
- >You want to frighten her a bit so you unleash a bit of pure mana.
- >The air thickens around you and you stare daggers down at the unicorn.
- >”Twi? What’s going on Twi?” Applejack asks.
- “This is not my book, my book is bound in leather, it has the title “Grimoire”, give it to me! Now!”
- >Okay the play it smooth thing didn’t work that well.
- >”I’m sorry!” She levitates another book down to you.
- >This is your book.
- >”I just wanted to read it, I didn’t think you could read so I tried to trick you. Sorry”
- >She looks sad, her eyes are misty
- >Aw man, now you feel like the bad guy
- >You stop the spell.
- “Thank you, Twilight” you say in a very pleased tone.
- >The air is now just like before.
- >”What the hay was that?” The two ponies say in unison.
- >Did they rehearse that?
- >You let out a soft giggle.
- “Oh that? That was magic”
- >Applejack just shrugs but Twilight, Twilight mouth is wide agape.
- >”I’ve never seen magic like that in my life”
- “It was just raw mana”
- >”Mana?”
- >Now it’s your turn to give her a deadpan stare
- “Your magic doesn’t rely on mana?”
- >”No, but tell me more about it”
- >”Alright you two, it’s getting late ah reckon ah better head on home”
- >Getting late… how long were you out?
- >Wait, the sun is still up, Applejack only said that because she doesn’t want to hear about your swaggerlicious magic.
- >”Bye Applejack I’ll see you tomorrow” Twilight doesn’t seem to notice.
- >Applejack opens the door and walk out into the night.
- >Wait...
- >Night?
- >You glance out of the window again.
- >The moon is now up and the sun is down
- >Fuck logic!
- >You and Twilight talk for hours about your magic and her magic.
- >Then about Equestria.
- >Apparently this place is governed by two Alicorn “princesses” who raise and lower celestial bodies.
- >That’s some pretty strong magic.
- >Suddenly out of nowhere you both hear a loud rustle.
- >Jimmy was that you?
- >No sir, I think it was Stomach.
- >I’M HUNGRY FEED ME!
- >Stop being such a baby
- >NO! ANON I’M STARVING, I NEED NOURISHMENT, NOW!
- “Ummm… Twilight? Do you have any food?”
- >”Yeah in the kitchen, are you hungry?”
- >FOOD NOW!
- “Yes a little bit”
- >”What do you eat?”
- “Well I can eat fruit, nuts, berries, vegetables…”
- >”That’s nice I’ll just go fetch us som…”
- “Oh and meat, I love meat!”
- >Twilight freezes. Her face turns completely white and you can see her trying to hold back a little bit of vomit.
- >Shit she’s a hor… pony whatever, she doesn’t eat meat.
- “I can manage properly without meat though, I am an omnivore”
- >The colour comes back to her face, and she goes to the kitchen.
- >Twilight comes back a few minutes later with two bowls of salad.
- >You both eat in complete silence.
- >The awkward silence is so thick you can cut the spaghetti out of it with a knife.
- >”So… what is Earth like? It was Earth right?”
- >Oh thank god, a new topic… wait Earth shit. That topic is even worse than your meat eating tendencies.
- “Yeah… Well earth is… What’s the word for it?... Horrible yeah that’s it horrible.”
- >You give her a quick rundown of your dying world.
- >”Oh Anon that sounds horrible”
- >Well that’s what you said.
- >You’re getting tired; it’s been a long day full of weird shit.
- “Well It’s getting late and I think I should find a place to sleep” You yawn to emphasize your point.
- >”Well I have a guest room in the basement, if you want to you can sleep there.”
- >Just as expected
- “Thank you Twilight, that’s really nice of you, I didn’t expect you would do that for me.”
- >You wish the lavender pony goodnight and head downstairs to the basement.
- >The guest room is unbelievably clean.
- >This bitch has OCD.
- >You get in bed.
- >You fall asleep almost instantly. You’ve been tired out by all the weird shit that happened today.
- >Sleep’s warmth embraces you.
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