Generic Anon in pone prison #1

>Be Anonymous
>You've been on this cart swaying around for almost an hour now
>Travelling in relative peace picking up fellow convicts town to town, heading toward your fate
>Or prison or whatever
>The latest prisoner to join your small group has left you feeling, uncomfortable tho.
>It was a small pony sitting just opposite you, sky blue coat and steel grey/white mane.
>And for the past few minutes she's been attempting to subtly inspect you
>Well it’s not exactly subtle
>It's a little hard to hide your glances with eyes that god damn big.
>That's right stare at the freak
>She isn't even joining in with the surrounding groups conversation.
>Just glancing at you
*glance*
>Plz stop small ponis ur making me feel weird
>You look around the cart to distract yourself
>To your side sit two griffins
>Across from them is some white coloured buck with an orange mane
>At the very end of the cart sits what you'd call "a furries wet dream"
>Some sort of grey-blue bipedal dog creature.
>Up until now it had been the same story for every prisoner picked up
>They entered the cart all sad, eyes shining wet
>Eventually they'd come to terms with what was happening to them
>Then they'd calm down and become very chatty
>You'd just sat in the corner and avoided conversation
>You were still treating this whole thing as bad dream
>After having woken up in a forest and wandering around for a few days before being arrested
>Arrested by small colourful ponies
>This can't be a dream tho, shits too realistic
>Got to buck up and deal with this situation head on
>Pone glances at you again.
>Should try to join the group but it's awkward with her watching you now
>Don't want to spill your spaghetti.
*Glance*
>This time you accidentally make eye contact
>Her face pales and her eyes grow huge in shock
>Wow, really thought she was being sneaky, didn't she?
>As you continue your stare her lip starts to quiver and her eyes begin to moisten
>Oh god plz don't cry
>Your heart can barely take it
>But you ain't flinchin', gotta be a man
>Stare that adorable pony down
>Just before your heart pops she seems to regain her composure and is now looking at you with
>Determination(faggot)
>Her mouth opens as she beings to speak...


>Be pone
>Well not pone, your name is Krystal Shear
>After joining the prisoners in the cart you sat down and attempted to make friends.
>But everypony had already met and were mid conversation.
>You didn't want to interrupt
>However there was one, uh? Creature which wasn't joining in with the group
>It was a, a uh, hairless Minotaur/gorilla hybrid thing
>You catch yourself staring and look away.
>But curiosity and desire for friendship was to powerful for your eyes
>You spend the next few minutes trying to covertly observe this creature
>Waiting for the right moment to try and start a conversation
>You're not good at making friends and you really need one now you're going to prison
>He's got a really flat face, and now he's looking at you with a grumpy face.
>Oh my gosh did you say that last part out loud?
>wait... he's looking at you, and your looking at him looking at you, looking at him.
>You've been caught in the act and can feel yourself becoming overwhelmed
>Tears begin to spring forth at the prospect of losing this potential friend
>His demeanour changes to one of concern as your eyes begin to water
>Why would he be concerned for you? you were the one caught staring in public.
>With that you decide it'll be now or never to make friends this creature.
>You blink away your tears and steel yourself, forcing a calm face.
>......
>You need to say something.
>You need to say SOMETHING!
>You have an idea
>Just introduce yourself. Introduce yourself... introduce yourself! just do it!
>"What in Tartarus are you?!"
>No, bad pone! That's not how you make friends.


>Be anon
>Small pone has just shouted at you. Questioning your origin, your existence, your very being.
>Reasonable enough
>It would also explain the constant watching
>"I'm a human small pone, but plz call me anon."
>Blank stare
"anon?"
>"it's short for anonymous"
"k"
>"uh are you okay small pone?"
>She looks distant and worried over something
>You're just happy she's not crying
"I'm fine, it's just..."
"I'm sorry for yelling at you and using a tier 1 swear word!"
>She looks away even more flushed
>How adorable. Small pone thinks it's been offensive.
>"don't worry small pone, swear and yell at me all you want, I grew up with two older brothers”
>"I really don't care if you yell or scream at me"
>You'd fought fiercely both verbally and physically when you were growing up together
>Her face, returning to a normal shade, is claimed by a quizzical look
"What does having older brothers have to do with it?"
>"err, nvr mind"
>Thus far you'd learnt these guys really didn't have an appreciation for violence
>probably why you're headed to jail after your first encounter with them
>"Hey uh, small pone?"
"yeah"
>"What's your name? you never mentioned it"


>Be Krystal Shear again
>Shit
>Anon just asked your name
>Why oh why didn't your mouth just say that to begin with.
>stupid mouth
>stupid pony
>You've got caught in your thoughts again and seconds have passed
>You still haven't said anything.
>He must think you're a total weirdpony
>But he was nice enough when you shouted at him
"pone? you still there?"
>Anons voice shocks you out of your stupor
>"oh, um my name is Krystal Shear"
>nice, you check box one on making friends
"Neat. You’re cool stuff Shear, you seem an honest pony"
>He said you're cool and he gave you a nickname!
>This guy's got beast level friendship skills
"You're so adorable when you think to yourself"
>He leans over and boops your nose
>You feel the instinctive rush of blood to your cheeks and a tingle of pleasure through your spine
>M-more like beast level /lewd/ skills
>There's a quick intake of breath from fellow passengers at the public display of pony perv play
>You don't mind the embarrassment though, anon has nice firm nubs on those paws
*unf*
>He quickly pulls away at the passengers reaction
>No! bad passengers, you were making fast friends with this human
>Anon has folded his arms together and looks back to you
"So, what are you in for?"
>What were you here for?
>You didn't want to think about it
>And if you tell him he might think you a monster
>"I-i, uh, I'm here cuz. Whelp you see it-"
>You’re interrupted by the stopping of the cart and shouting from the surrounding guards.
>Looks like you've reached the end of the line.
>You've been dreading this moment, even now with your new friend


>Back to anon
>Shear was attempting to tell speak when she was interrupted by your arrival
>A nearby guard, a colt of grey with brown mane, began shouting at your group to leave your cart
>You pick up your bag and move to exit
>Several other carts are depositing their prisoners around you
>Off the cart you can get a proper view of your new prison to be.
>Yeah, you don't think /prison/ is quite the word you'd use for the place
>It looks like a 5 start resort
>For real like shit out of Dubai
>And its huge
>Not only that it's positioned on the ground directly below the cliff face on which that huge castle you'd seen in the distance sits
>If the view wasn't fantastic enough there's a waterfall directly behind the facility
>Some form of artificial light was causing the waterfalls spray to form a rainbow above the centre.
>Guess that explains the name of the place
>PERPETUAL RAINBOWS REHABILITATION CENTRE.
>In big flowery letters and everything
>Suddenly you're not as worried about this whole prison thing
>Already lookin' better than earth's version
>In your dwellings you'd missed the small horse with horn appear in front of your group
>Horse with horn eh? Hadn't seen one of those yet, you file that away for later.
>Little horse speaks ups
"Alright everypony listen up!"
"I am The Warden of Perpetual Rainbows Rehabilitation Centre, more affectionately known as PRC"
"You may address me by my title of Warden or you may call me Honey Cakes"
>These names make no sense but they seem to suit the ponies
>Honey Cakes was living up to her name with a honey coloured mane almost drizzling down her neck and shoulder
>Her coat looked that of a golden brown waffle
>A picture of what looked to be honey glazed buns was stamped on her butt
>God damn she looked good enough to eat
>No beasto
>Or would it be no xeno?

"And finally I'd like all of you to think of me as your friend"
"I'm as kind as I am fair”
>Shit you weren't listening, what's happening?
"Alright! Gryphon's, over to tour group 2. Minotaur's and Diamond dogs you got group 3"
"Ponies and... oh"
"Ponies and /other/ over here you're in my tour group"
>Okay good you've been told where to go, assuming you're "other".
>Judging by the wardens reaction when you joined her group you were.
"oh my gosh I can't believe I've got such an exotic creature going to my facility"
>Shear interjects from you side
>You'd wondered where she'd gone
"He's a human"
"Oh my, a hue-man"
>Honey Cakes gives a big happy grin
>So DAMN CUTE!
>The Warden addresses the ponies around you
"Okay now each of you will pair off into sub-groups and move to a guard pony with a group 1 badge
“They will be your tour guides for the day"
>Do normal prisons give tours?
>You look at all the ponies moving about below you to be next to the ponies they'd befriended on their own rides over
>As if on queue Shear looks up at you
>Looks like you found your partner
>You both begin to march off to the nearest available guard pony
"WAIT. Not so fast you two!"
>Shear slams on the breaks at the sound of The Warden's voice
>You however were much slower and less concerned
>Resulting in one of Shear's now unmoved legs being in the path of yours
>*insert wilhelm scream*
>Down you go like a sack of shit
>...ow
>You groan and get yourself up
>Look down, brush yourself off
>No damage done, that was lucky
>You take note of the scene around you and stare on with abject horror
>All around you tiny ponies run frantically yelling for help in a panic
>There's whinnying and bickering all around
>Honey Cakes and Krystal Shear have rushed up to you
>Shear dives straight at you and slams you clean onto your ass
>Ow again. this place is aggressive.
>She's trying to blubber out how sorry she was for tripping you
>Tears welling in her huge eyes
>"Don't worry it was a complete accident, and my fault if anything"
>"I'm perfectly fine so no harm done?"
"W-what? what do you mean?"
>"I mean I'm fine don't worry about it, Jesus Christ. I accept your apology or whatever"
>She looks up at you with teary eyes and puts on a brave face
>"Atta girl"
>You gently pet her head and disentangle yourself from pone limbs
>Geeze you barely know this pony and she's already crying over you
>Actually now that you look around...
>While Honey Cakes may have acted more restrained you can still see tears in them eyes
>In fact now the panics settled half the ponies here look like they're crying
>Guess falling down here is a big deal compared to back home
>Although you also guess back home horses which injure their legs get shot
>That though brought to you by brain
>A complete arsehole
"Hue-man you don't have any booboos do you!?"
>The Warden trots up questioningly after shouting for help.
>You spy a couple of medic ponies pop out of the PRC and start galloping your way
>They're galloping along with a pony sized medic stretcher
>Lucky you're not actually hurt or it would have been quite the site being carted away by that pair
>"Don't worry Honey Cakes I'm fine, no booboos"
"Are you sure, that was a nasty fall and I would hate to have you injured your first day here"
"I'd be such a bad warden"
>"Don't worry, hand to god I'm fine"
>Honey cakes relaxes at your insistence but is still eyeing you with concern
>You get back up and stretch out your limbs
>The medic ponies arrive with their comically small stretcher but turn away at The Warden’s order
>Here five minutes and you already caused a scene
>The ponies around you still seem shocked that you'd even stood back up
>But they regain their composure and move back to their prospective guard guides
>The warden however seems stuck in thought and is unresponsive
>is there a ctrl+alt+del on a pony?
>"So Warden you wanted to see us?" gesturing to yourself and Shear
>"Warden?"
>"helllloooo?"


>Be Honey Cakes
>You'd just shouted out at the hue-man and the pony with him
>You realise that had been a mistake as you watch him tumble to the ground
>Ouch that has got to have caused quite a few booboos
>Everypony around is in an immediate uproar
>Flailing, weeping and general worry spreads through tour group 1
>But you're The Warden, you're made of, and have to act like, tougher stuff
>You only let a few tears out
>INDOMITABLE!
>The blue pony with him conversely seems to be inconsolable
>And has knocked him back over
>You watch mesmerised as the hue-man whispers a few thing to the pony and gently pats her head
>She immediately calms at whatever's said
>They must be good friends already, that's nice
>You call for the help of the emergency medic team
>You can see the pair running toward you now
>Good
>Trotting over to the hue-man you ask if he's got any booboos
>He insists he's fine and as if to prove his point stands up and brushes himself off once again
>He might be acting tough
>You'll be sure to tell nurse Soft Cotton to check his knees for scrapes in his physical tomorrow
>The medics arrive and you have to wave them off explaining the situation
>Also should take note that the prison may need different sized stretchers
>You sit down on you rump in a dither
>The days barely begun and it's already been an emotional roller coaster
>First excitement at the presence of a new species at your prison
>Then the fear as said hue-man fell down
>And finally the relief and amazement at how easily he brushed off falling down like that
>You catch yourself admiring the toughness of this new inmate as he talks to you
>Hmm, why's he talking at you? Wait aren't you supposed to be doing something?
"helllooo?"
"Warden Honey Cakes, you there?"
>Oh that's right
>Activate brain
>"Yes, yes I'm here hue-man"
"The names Anonymous by the way, but you can call me anon"
>This guy was quick with giving out his nickname
>"Right, anon, and you are"
>You gesture to the blue pony next to him
"I'm Krystal Shear"
>"Good to meet you"
>You begin your awesome introduction
>"Hi I'm Warden Honey Cakes, but you knew that already"
>"I called you over because being warden means I have to give a personal tour to any unique creatures"
>"This is to assess the possible dangers you may posses to fellow inmates"
>Anonymous looks un-phased
"Yeah that's fine"
>That went smoother than you thought
>Some ponies don't like being thought of as a threat
>"So I will be your group 1 guide for your first time at PRC then"
>They nod in acknowledgement
>You must be doing good
>"Right! you may now choose which part of the tour to go on first!"
>You wait expectantly for their reply


>anon
>Honey Cakes has stopped talking again
>"Uh, Warden what exactly are our options for this tour?"
>She shakes herself aware again and begins speaking
"Sorry. You may visit the recreation centre, Living quarters where you'll be assigned a room or the clubs complex."
"There's a few other things but they're not included on the general tour"
>Living quarters? room? not a cell? this place has you even more intrigued
>You looked down at Shear attempting to get her attention
>"I'm kind of interested in seeing our rooms"
"I'd like to see them too"
>Radical
>You reach your fist out for a mad bro-hoof
*bump*
>"All right then Warden, let's go see the living quarter"
>She replies with a cheery smile
"Alright follow me you two"


>The living quarters building looks insane
>It's a massive honeycomb structure built into, and stretching out, of the near cliff face
>Each room in the complex makes up one of the hexagons in the honeycomb structure
>On each floor there's a couple of laundromats for you to clean your clothes
>This place looks like some weird futuristic building
>Comparing this place to the castle miles above you shows these ponies have crazy diverse architecture
>Comparing this prison to itself shows this isn't a prison
>shits fucked aye
>The Warden has been showing you both all the emergency exits and first aid kits around the place
>And their patented no ouchies rubber structure walls
>This feels like a kindergarten, or insane asylum.
>Finally you reach the bedrooms
>Honey Cakes turns to address the two of you
"Now you have a choice of two types of rooms"
>You can even choose your room type?
>There are different /types/ of room at all?
>"And they are?"
"You can pick between a single room or a double room which you share with a roomfriend"
>Shear's ears perk up at the mention of a shared room
"I'll gladly share a room with anonymous"
>You honestly wouldn't mind that
>24/7 adorableness
>But you really like your privacy
>she looks at you hopefully but you'd like to know more before you make a decision
>"I'll think about it Shear but I'd like to know more"
>"Like, are there any major differences between the room types?"
"Well the double rooms are a lot bigger, but you have to share an en suite"
"Some ponies don't like that"
"You certainly have more privacy with a single room, but most ponies find it too lonely"
>"Okay thanks for the info Warden"
"Oh such manners Anon"
>Little warden was looking impressed with your basic kindness
"So what will it be?"
>"Uh, can we see one of these rooms?"
"Sure anon, Shear, let’s go see the closest category 3 double room!"
>Honey Cakes happily trots off down the hall


>The nearest room was on the 4th floor; top floor.
>As you approach the door with the warden you chose to question something she'd said before
>"Honey Cakes before you had said this was a category 3 room?"
"Yes anon"
>"What exactly does that mean?"
"Oh I didn't explain that part did I"
"Well each room's size is based on the size of its occupant, you can't have a Minotaur living in the same size space as a pony now can you"
>You guess not, you hadn't seen any Minotaur yet but you'd imagine they would be big
"We have category 1 for pony sized creatures,2 for gryphon sized and 3 for Minotaur sized"
>Guess that makes minotaurs human size then
"So let’s have a look inside"
>Honey Cakes opens the door
>Inside it-WOAH sweet baby jesus
>It was huge!
>Looked like a single roomed penthouse
>It had an odd symmetry to it
>At either corner or the room lay two royal looking queen sized bed
>So fluffy
>Each has a night stand
>On opposing sides of the wall are two mini fridges
>At the end of the honeycomb room to the side you see the door to the en suite
>You actually did have an en suite, what is this place?
>There's a long marble table in the centre of the room with accompanying chairs
>Fuckin actual marble
>In one corner there's a single lounge chair
>You also have a sunroof and many large windows showing an unbelievable view of the prison
>You're at just the right height for that rainbow to be right out the window too.
>neat
>You've made up your mind
>From the look on Shear's face she knows it too
>You turn to the warden to give your answer
>"Alright Warden if this is the room available I'll take it"
>Honey Cakes smiles as ever
"So I assume you intend to have Krystal Shear as your roomfriend"
>"duh"
>That cute little thing really brought the room together, wouldn't be worth it otherwise
"Very well, anonymous, krystal Shear, enjoy your new room"
>You think you very well bloody may
>"I call the bed on the left!"
>It's green and purple
>dank
>You dive onto your bed and sink down
>It just seems to eat you
>So soft!
>You can feel all the worry about being sent to "prison" drift from your body
>This place so far is a thousand times better than how you spent the past four days
>Even if it is prison
"egh-erm"
>The Warden catches your attention with her throat clearing
"Well considering we've visited the living area first you can get changed into your prison suits"
"You can also leave all your belongings here"
>Honey Cakes turns to leave, speaking over her shoulder
"I'll just wait outside while you two get settled"
>"k"
>She hurries out the door
>"Hey Shear did she say where our suits are?"
"No. No she did not"
>You groan and sit up on your bed
"Oh there anon! behind you"
>Shear has raised a hoof and is pointing behind you
>You turn around and see a small hoof imprint in the slanting wall of the honeycomb
>You go in to press it
>It lights up at your touch and opens
>From within the wall a series of shelves furl out
>You easily find your prison suits
>A whole pile of them
>Its deep red
>There's also a stupidly small red beret, but you don't do hats
>Not even for boone
>You take out a suit and strip to your unmentionables
>AKA your white undies with red love heart
>Hmm the room smells a bit like lavender and strawberries. So good
>You slip on your new clothes
>Fits like a glove. (or at least the glove parts do)
>Wait a second? When the fuck did they have time to make these or get your measurements
>Should ask The Warden about that
>Feeling more than a little disturbed you turn around to see a very flustered looking Krystal Shear staring at you
>"Shit, sorry I forgot you were there Shear"


>Be Shear
>Anon just stripped down right in front of you
>Did he not remember you were there?
>What was with that weird undercoat he had around his flank
>Little hearts?
>He begins pulling on his prison uniform
>aww don't be that way bby
>Fully dressed he spins around to see your very flustered face
>You wipe away the little bit of drool on your lip
"Shit, sorry I forgot you were there Shear"
>Aw naw this feels awkward now
>Maybe if you could just be so calm about things like anon is
>Lets try it
>"Don't worry about it, no harm done right?"
>Played it off like a smooth pony
>He points behind you
"You've got one too, gunna open it?"
>You go up and place your hoof in the imprint behind you
>Some draws fold out to reveal your uniform
>It’s a 'slightly darker black turtleneck' coloured black
>You pull it out and hope anon doesn't judge you for being a black suit
"Awe dude you got a black one, that’s so much cooler than mine"
>wut.
>He thinks it’s cool that you're a black suit
>This guy is hard-bucking-core, or crazy
>Let’s just hope for hardcore
>Anon is staring at you expectantly waiting for you to put on your uniform
>But you can't just put your cloths on in front of a male
>That was just too lewd!
>You look up at anon and then down at your cloths embarrassed
>He seems to get the message and stands up
"Uh, I'm gunna go check out the toilet for a minute or two"
>You nod knowingly at him
>Once he'd closed the door you started putting on your uniform
>Tiny adorable black beret?
>Check
>Adorable little black pony prison shirt?
>Check
>Sexy tight black lace panties?
>Check!
>Wait nevermind
>You quickly remove the last article of your uniform hoping it isn't mandatory
>You push the draws back up and they easily fold away
>There's a shout from the bathroom
>Anon must be in trouble!
>You gallop to the door expecting trouble once it opens
>nudging the door open you see anon doing some sort of crazy dancing
>Oh no is he alright?
"WOOOOAH, yeah baby!"
>Anon points to the bath tub in the room
>Wow that is really big
>You’re starting to see the benefits of living in a room built for two giants
"BATH JACUZZI! Motherfucker! YEAH!"
>You cringe at the language used but keep your smile
>Anon's infectious energies leave you feeling happy
>He eventually calms down and as a final act pumps his paw up and down in the air.
"Alright all ready to go?"
>"Yep you can go get the warden anon"
"Righto"
>He looks back at you
"You look nice in that uniform"
>Oh my your new friend is quite the flatterer


>anon
>You open the door to get Honey Cakes
>She was down the hall getting a drink from the fountain
>Adorable warden is adorable
>"Warden we're ready to get on with the tour"
"okkie dokkie"
>You turn back to see Shear sitting on her bed
>She looks tiny compared to its size
>The Warden enters your room and looks at Shear’s black uniform, then to you
"Are you still sure you want to share a room with her?"
>"Yeah why wouldn't I?"
"She's a black suit!"
>"Oh so there's a meaning to the suit colours"
>She looks annoyed at you
"How do you not know the meaning of the suits?!"
"Who was your tour guide?"
.....
>"Uh, you are Warden"
>She closes her mouth and her coat changes from golden-brown to crimson-brown
"Right..."
“Well there are 4 colours of suit, gray, orange, red and black"
"Grey is just for warnings and misdemeanors"
"Orange is for your standard prisoner, those who aren't considered dangerous; without provocation"
"Red is for serious crimes and dangerous prisoners, that includes you anon"
>You look down at your uniform with a new respect
>You a badass top dawg prisoner and it’s all in your shirt colour
"And finally there's black"
>Cool this is Shear's colour
"Black is for supervillains, ponies who have committed crimes against Equestria"
"For the majority of black suits that comes from trying to invade equestrian soil"
"More often than not it happens right after somepony gains great power"
>She looked at a clip board she'd apparently materialised out of no wear
>And also kept suspended by her face using, you have to guess magic
"And it looks like your friend is no different"
>So your new roomfriend tried to invade this country
>And here you were feeling ballsy before
>This little pony has trounced you
>u pussy
>"Dude that's hardcore you must be one cool cat, or pony"
>You have to ask her about this


>Shear
>Anon has just heard the truth about your suit colour
>You'd thought he'd known already, but when he asked The Warden about the colours your heart sank
>Only to have it rise in joy once again
>Even after learning the truth about your supervillain rank he still said you were cool for it!?
>What is up with this guy
>Nothing seems to phase him, not even being in prison
>Maybe he was right about that older brothers thing?
"So how exactly did you get the black suit?"
>You knew you'd have to tell him eventually
>But you're so ashamed
>Buck up pony let’s do this
>"Well it was a few days ago while I was working for my villages fair"
>"I was working with gem enchanting to make fire free fireworks"
>He goes to say something during your explanation but stops himself
>That’s going to be a question later
>"I was fine tuning the colour of the gem firework when a rock fell from the sky and bonked my head"
>"It gave me a booboo and I lost concentration"
>"I accidentally dropped the half finished gem into the box of complete ones"
>He remains listening in silence
>The wardens sat down and begun nodding
>You forgot she was there, but she already knew why you were here
>"The box of gem fireworks all got set off in a chain reaction"
>"It was soooo scary, bright flashing lights erupted all over town"
>You blanch at the thought
>"The whole town was panicked!"
>"By the time all the commotion was over there were a lot of booboos"
>Scrapped knees, bruises. One colt had even gotten a paper cut
>The memory haunts you
>"I admitted to accidentally setting off the gem fireworks"
>"But everypony was stirred up"
>"They thought I'd been attacking the town and trying to take over"
>"So they classified me as a supervillain and sent me here"
>"For a MONTH!"
>You break down at that
>Letting your tears go
>The Wardens crying a little too
>You can hear her whisper "So harsh" to herself
>Anon however remained impassive, if a little perplexed
>He must be shocked at how long you have
>You dry your eyes with a hoof
>"So tell me anon, what was your crime?"


>Anon
>Shear just mentioned something about gem enchanting
>You go to say something, but have the feeling it should be asked at another time
>Shear continues her, well, comical and adorable story
>The thought of a town of tiny heese running away from flashes of light to be terribly funny
>You keep a straight face though.
>It’s apparent that this is a painful story for her
>At least her tears say that
"For a MONTH!"
>Wait what.
>A month
>das it?
>wtf mate
>Actually how long were you in for?
>Need to ask Honey Cakes
>Annnnd she's crying too
>Of course. Damn horse land
>Shear wipes her tears away and looks at you
"So tell me anon, what was your crime?"
>Let’s get your expositional background on boi
>"Well I come from a far away land"
>Close enough
>"And when I arrived here I found myself in a forest"
>"I also found myself with no food, shelter or knowledge of the surrounding area"
>They both give you watery looks of concern
>"It took me three days to get out of that forest"
>You'd survived on berries
>Berries which grew on wolves made of sticks
>Lucky they turned to splinters under your boots
>If not they would have hounded you to your death
>"When I first emerged from the forest I found myself on an apple orchard"
>"I was fucking starved so I started eating apples by the bushel"
>They cringe at the language
>Shear raises her hoof
>"Yes?"
"How did you survive in a forest for three days with no food?"
>The Warden quickly interjects
"OR BED!"
>She's got the right priorities
>"I /procured/ about 12 small berries to eat"
>"And as for sleeping I just found the softest patch of dirt and slept there"
>They look at you like stunned ponies
>The Warden pipes up
"Sorry Anonymous, but that is completely unbelievable"
"Nopony could survive three days like that and walk away with no physical or mental booboos"
>Shear whispers something
"Could you speak up please Krystal Shear?"
"I believe anonymous could do it"
>Yeah little dudes got your back
"Be that as it may, I must ask you to refrain from such wild embellishments in the future Anonymous"
>Not an embellishment but okay
>"Sure warden"
>"Now where was I"
"Eating apples"
>"Eating apples, yes"
>"Well an orange pony came up and said I was stealing her apples and had to pay for all I'd eaten"
>"It was a fair enough request but I didn't exactly have any money'
>"So I got thrown in here"
>"Not before they washed me down with a hose, fair enough tho, I hadn't showered in 3 days"
>Shear raises her hoof
>This really is like school
>Give her a nod for the go ahead
"But thievery is only a minor offence, worthy of an orange uniform"
"Why is yours red?"
>Well she had you there
>As far as you knew you hadn't committed any other crime
>Wardens got this one covered though
>She poofs a folder labelled ANONYMOUS seemingly out of her ass
>Damn magic, you crazy
"In my file it says anonymous earned his dangerous title after indecent assault of a guard pony sent to bring you in"
>"Oh I remember now, I whacked him in the flank with his inflatable baton"
>He'd been a real piece of work
>Always whapping at your ankles to get you to walk slower
>Legs were a lot longer after all
>The other guard ponies had wailed at him to stop
>Calling it "cruel" and "an abuse of power"
>It was an inflated toy baton with a fluffy top
>There's a reason you said whap rather than hit
>Like a demon's whisper it caressed your calves, whapping away
>Srs? that was apparently a brutal beating
>You'd have let it continue but he was clearly upsetting to the other guards
>And you couldn't have that
>Not because you cared for your captors, but because if you didn't there'd be serious health consequences for you
>Cuteness induced diabetes, leading cause of your death in this place
>On one of his swings you crouched down and snatched the toy from his mouth
>Reaching over you smacked his behind
>You didn't think you hit him too hard but he shot away from you faster than you thought possible
>His face as red as a beetroot
>You'd tossed the toy to the other guards and resumed your trek to the cart
>Adorable whaps free
>Returning from your world of thought you see Shear looking at you with surprise
"You intentionally hit a guard pony?"
>"Well, it was more like in self defence"
>The Warden nods and speaks up
"I can attest to that"
"Sergeant Heavy Hoofed has always been a bad apple"
"I'm actually glad you gave him such a punishment anonymous"
"It taught Heavy Hoofed some humility"
>Quietly she added
"And stopped me from having to punish him myself"
>Honey Cakes always hated having to punish anypony
>"btw warden, How long am I here for?"
>"No one’s told me yet"
>Silly Warden pony probably forgot to
"So sorry anonymous I forgot you were never given a hearing"
>wtf why didn't you get a hearing
"You'll be here for three weeks"
>"Okay cool"


>Honey Cakes
>Okay cool
>That’s it
>He'd remained calm hearing Krystal Shear’s amount of jail time
>But you'd thought that was just because it wasn't his
>After seeing his reaction at his own you think otherwise
>From what you've seen of this guy he's tough as hooves
"So Warden where should we go next?"
>And just like that he’s moved on
>How does he even have time to think?
>"Well anonymous lunch is still awhile off so you can visit.."
>"The Recreation Centre or the Clubs complex"
>Anonymous nudges Krystal Shear
>Looks like Shear is picking this one
"The Clubs complex sounds fun"
>And the choice has been made
>Off you go
>Giving the best tour of your career
>Although it’s only like the third time


>Anonymous
>Honey Cakes has taken you over to another segment of the facility
>The Clubs Complex
>A small opal coloured dome like building
>You thought it would be bigger for an entire "complex"
>About the size of a tennis court
"And here we are the heart of the Clubs complex"
"And also the headquarters for the Clubs Management Club, or CMC"
"If you want to join a club you just have to tell a Club Management Club member and they'll do it all for you"
>She waves her hoof toward the building
"I want each of you to have joined a club before lunch time"
>You and shear nod obediently
"Yes warden"
>"Yes warden"
>"So where are can we find the other clubs?"
>Honey cakes focuses back on you
"Well, not all the clubs run at the same time, or even everyday"
"So I can only take you to those I know are running today, you'll have to see the others after your tour"
"I'll take you both to the nearest that should be running club"
>You follow the gold-brown pony


>It’s just a gym
>stock standard place, half the equipment seems to be designed for quadrupeds
>Bipedal master race.
>Off to the far end notice a fighting ring
>From the behaviour of these ponies you didn't think they'd have any forms of physical combat
>Beside the ring a golden dragon about your height is leading a group through some basic stretches
>Dragon. rad.
>Something of far more pressing concern captures you attention
>Sweet jiggle tiddies
>Awesome!
>You mean, a friendly looking minotauress bouncing up to your group
>Awesome
>Her breasts are bound tightly to her chest and her fists are wrapped
>She must be a fighter.
>A rust red coloured fighter
"Hello Warden, New recruits for me to torture?"
>The Minotaur giggles at herself
>She seems like one of those people who are always happy
"I bring you Anon and Krystal Shear"
"But I doubt they'll join if you keep talking like that"
"You know words like that scare off ponies"
>She rises up to defend herself at that
"How else can we keep the chickens out, some real nasty booboos happen in here, don't want ponies fainting all the time"
>She had a fair point
"I'm aware as to the number of booboos your club produces"
>The Warden sounds annoyed
>They must have had a few conversations about this before
"You're lucky I let your old club ever merge with this one"
>Both Minotaur and pony eyes glare at each other
>The Minotaur looks away first
>The Warden clearly takes no shit in this prison
>The Minotaur girl looks back up and inhales
"With that out of the way I'm Platinum Strike and WELCOME TO MY GYM OF DOOM!"
>Evil laughter
>She stops laughing and begins eyeing the two of you
"Either of you want to join?"
>A finger moves between you and Shear
>"Yeah I'll join. Got nothing but time on my hands and I need to keep fit somehow"
>That and you really wanted to see that fighting ring in use
"And you?"
>She gestures toward Krystal Shear
>Shear looks around the room at all the mad gains
>Then sniffs and gags on the smell of feet, or hooves, whatever it just smells like feet
>Wouldn't be a gym if it didn't
>At that she seems to have come to her decision
"No thank you Platinum Strike, I prefer to get my exercise from running"
"Fair enough."
>She directs herself back to you
"Newbie I expect to see you here tomorrow once your requests been filed by the CMC's"
>You give a little salute
>"Can Do Platinum!"
"Great!"
>She bounces off to help a nearby pony stuck under a punching bag
>How'd a silly pony even do that
"On to the next club" the warden calls happily


"And here we have Activated Almonds Crazy Nuts club!"
>The Warden beams a smile at you as she gestures to the door
>You both peer through a nearby window to spy into the room
>There appears to be 10 carbon copies of the exact same stallion
>Brown coat, Black mane
>The only thing distinguishing them were a few pictures on their flanks
>All of them nut related
>The room looks like a raiders place in Fallout
>But with nuts
>Nuts of all kinds hung from the ceiling, were nailed to the walls
>Some were even set up in display cases
>Let’s stay out of this one
>The Warden goes for the door but Shear catches it in time
"WAIT. Uh Warden we've discussed it and neither of us want to join this club"
>The warden looks at her confused
"But you didn't even go in. Anon?"
>"Don't worry Warden I agree"
>The Warden visibly looks down
"I'd always liked visiting this club, such polite stallions"


>An hour of club hunting later and you returned to the CMC headquarters to make your choices official
>You'd chosen to join the gym, gardening, adventure, games, and magical and mythical studies club
>You didn't know shit about magic
>And like all people you'd secretly hoped you were magic
>Krystal Shear had joined the Games, Gardening and Magical and Mythical studies club with you
>Maybe normal ponies can do magic too?
>You'd seen a bunch of magic from the unicorns here
>Even watched some pegasi flitter about
>That shit had to be magic, no way you those wings could support a pony
>She'd also joined the Running club, Arts and Craft, Baking (headed by the warden herself) and something called the gem club
>That last one had been full of earth ponies, diamond dogs and dragons (smaller than the one at the gym)
>Gem club sounded like rock collecting to you
>Except for when they said they grew their gemstones
>You just accepted that and moved on
>If you ever thought about the logic of this place you'd actually die
>The sound of a musical bell catches your attention
>The Warden speaks up once it’s over
"That means lunch is ready, follow me to the cafeteria you two"
>The two ponies take the lead and you trail behind them
>Vacantly staring ahead you come to a realisation
>My absolute god
>Did these little ponies have the booty?
>They doooo
>Mesmerised by the wiggly view your perv sesh quickly ends as you arrive at the cafeteria
>Bad anon, haven't wanked for 4 days and now everything has your cock hard!
>What are you uncle incognito?
>You really need better control in that aspect of your life
"Alright you two go ahead, It would be unprofessional of me to eat with you"
"You can go back to your room after this and I'll come get you later to finish the tour"
>"Thanks Warden"
"Thanks Warden"
>Jinks
>As honey Cakes walks away Shear enters the cafeteria and you follow
>So far no one else was in the cafeteria
>Warden got you here fast
>You gaze across the room to spy the piles of food
*grrwol*
>Stomach is correct
>Technically you have only eaten like 5 apples today
>You grab your tray and line up behind Shear
>She fills her tray with fruits and salad
>You also grab the same things, excluding the various selections of hay and flowers.
>Much to your delight further down the buffet you Spy...!
>Sweet delicious meat!
>Shear goes to move to a table but stops to wait for you
>Her confusion turns to one of mild fear at her realisation at what you're doing
>You get to the meat section and pile up on dem chicken tendies
>Slam a steak on that shit for good measure
>You walk over to Shear
"Y-you eat meat?"
>"Yeah, love it"
>Why lie to a friend?
>She looks even more fearful now
>Maybe you should have lied
>But you think you know the cause of her fear
>"Don't worry about it Shear, I don't eat ponies"
>Although you had eaten horse back on earth
>absolutely should not mention that ever
>You overhear someone clopping up behind you
>Shears eyes light up and you turn around to investigate
>It was the cafeteria pony
>He was trotting over
>Two pudding cups tucked in the crook of his foreleg
"Hey, you two forgot your pudding cups"
>"We get pudding cups?"
>"Why weren't they out on the bench?"
"Yeah you get pudding cups! Nopony could last long without pudding cups!"
"And we don't store them on the bench to stop thieves, you gotta ask to get your pudding cups"
>"Okay. thanks dude"
>You both gather your respective pudding cup
>"Right then let's pick a table"
>Shear gestures to the table in the far left corner,
>Close to the start of the cafeteria line
"How about over there anon?"
>"k"
>You sit down together
>As you begin eating the doors open
>A slow stream of ponies, griffins, diamond dogs and minotaurs move through
>As they gather their food the hall is filled with the hustle and bustle of hungry conversing mythical creatures
>Thus far no one has even batted an eyelid at you
>They were too focused on their food
>You continue eating and watch as they all move to their usual tables
>You can see some typical cliques forming
>The sporty people
>Nerds, beauty queens, Artsy types
>The whole shmeal
"HI GUYS!"
"Hows it slammin?"
>The Minotaur you met earlier in the gym sits down and excitedly slams her tray on the table
>Food flies everywhere
"Oh my gosh, So sorry everyone, let me get that"
>She gathers her food
>You turn to Shear to give a 'dis bitch srs?' look
>When you face Shear however you're only able to produce a smirk
>She has a baby carrot stuck in her ear and can't shake it out
>She moves her hoof up to her ear
>Trying to nudge it out
>Hooves aren't that dexterous are they?
>Yet ponies seem to be able to pick things up no problem?
>wtf
>You can't stand the cute, you'll come out in hives soon
>You reach out to pluck the carrot from her ear
>Like king Arthur and shit
>"Let me get that for you"
>You get the carrot and toss it into a nearby bin
>3 pointer
"Thanks anon"
>And there's that blush again
>The Minotaur has finished cleaning up
>She's wearing a Lycra tank top
>bby y u do dis
>Now what was her name again?
>Fist puncher?
>Hard strike?
>No something to do with metal
>Oh yeah! Platinum Strike
>"So Platinum what brings you to the newbie table?"
>She looks away at that
"I kind of don't have any..."
>"Any?"
>She's looking really embarrassed about this
"ahhhh"
"I don't have any friends"
>Sad Minotaur face
>How could /She/ not have any friends
>Wiggle dat chest and half the guys would be on the floor
"Why don't you have any friends?"
>Shear really had a knack for approaching sensitive topics with tact
"Well I've never really tried befriending a pony, they normally get booboos around me"
"Warden says I need to calm down"
>Her smiles back
"I can't help it though"
>"Why don't you have any friends among the gym club?
>"You are the head of it aren't you?"
"Yeah that's the problem, all the club members see me as the leader"
"That and they're afraid I'll beat them up"
>With that she goes to kiss her biceps
"The members treat me with respect but not friendship"
>"So why join us, a pony /and/ a member of your club"
"Well, I figured if I STRIKE now before you go to your first club meeting"
"You'd get to know me as a Minotor first"
>Makes sense
>"What about Shear then, she's a pony? Thought they couldn't handle you?"
"Well you look like you can handle yourself, and she's hanging with you, so she must be pretty tough"
>Shear flushes up with that
"That and she's a black suit"
>At that you realise Platinum's top is orange
>And she also has a tiny orange beret
>You still don't do hats
>"Good enough explanation, so how'd you end up here?"
>She looks confused
"I walked of course"
>That makes your head hurt
>"No I mean how did you end up in prison"
"oh"
"I was wrestling a really tough buck a few weeks ago"
"He wasn't going down as easy as I thought he would"
"And I was really getting into the fight"
>Shear looks uncomfortable at the fighting in the story
"I was so caught up in the cheers of the crowd"
"And in the heat of the moment I tickled the buck under his forelegs"
>Shear is bright red at that
>But Platinum waves it off with a chuckle
>"Why'd you go to prison for that?"
"ANON, you can't just tickle a pony consentingly"
>Shear shivers and whispers something under her breath
>What was that? "just plain lewd"?
>Lewd?
>kden
>Note to self, ponies find tickles lewd
>Her story finished she reciprocates your question
"So how'd you get here then?"
>"I walked"
>That got a face palm and a face hoof
>You explain your arrival to prison
>She looked at you with a mixture of concern over your starving and fear over your guard assault
>When Kyrstal Shear revealed how she accidentally invaded a town she just looked impressed
"Looks like I did pick a tough crowd"
>"How long have you been here Platinum?"
"Three days"
>Wow she formed a successful club in three days
>Shit must be organised here
"Got two weeks left, how long you guys in for"
>"Three weeks"
"One month"
>Platinum spits out her salad at that
"Jeez you guys got the short end of the stick with that one"
>Still not getting this only a month thing
>"Really isn't that long is it?"
"Look newbie you don't have to act tough all the time"
>"I'll keep that in mind"
>You eat the remainder of your meals in peace
>Platinum doesn't seem to mind you eating meat
>Must be other meat eaters here, you'd wager the diamond dogs and griffins
>You reach for the final part of your lunch
>Dat pudding cup
>Before you can remove the top another pony sits down beside you
>This one's a pegasus actually
>Pale pink with a white and lavender streaked mane pulled to to pony tail
>Pone has two tails now
>You'd peg her to be a middle age pony
>Tho if she removed those reading glasses she'd become as ageless as the rest of them
>On this one's butt is what looks to be a cloud raining hearts
>You need to ask someone about those things
"I'm Nurse Soft Cotton"
>"Hi nurse, so, you need something?"
"If you are a Mr. Anonymous then yes"
>"That I am"
"I caught the Warden and she told me of your fall earlier"
"I thought it best I check on you for immediate damage now rather than tomorrow"
>"Tomorrow?"
>She shakes her head
"That air head Warden didn't tell you did she"
>"Evidently not"
"You have an appointment with me before breakfast tomorrow"
>You can manage that
>"Alright I'll be there"
"Thank you anonymous. Now please roll up your pants so I can check your knees"
>You comply and watch as the little pegasus nurse pokes and prods about your knees
"Does this hurt?"
>Marshmallow hoof lightly presses onto knee
>"No"
"No? impressive"
>"Yeah I am an impressive guy"
*mad flex*
>Soft Cottons giving and almost sultry look
*Puff*
>A small patch of adorable fluff has appeared on Soft Cottons chest
>Shear gives a glare and in response produces her own fluff
"Impressive indeed Mr. Anonymous"
"How about a scratch for as payment for my services"
>She pushes her chest up to better receive your hand
>"Sure thing"
>You reach out and softly scritch away at the fluff
>Shear looks horribly upset that she was missing out on the scratchies
>You reach over with you other arm and scratch Shear's fluff
>Both ponies looked in bliss
>Shear was considerably redder
>You pull away and both ponies try to follow your hands
>No, bad pones no more scritches
>Soft Cotton opens her eyes to face Platinum
>A barely containing her laughter Platinum
"You say anything miss Strike and I'll have that pudding cup taken away"
>She stifles her laughter at that
>mmh pudding cup sounds nice
>Time to dig in
>You take that first mouthful of the heavenly pudding cup
>Oh wait
>You meant to say heave-DEAR GOD this is PAIN
>You were all for sweet food but this was off the fucking charts
>You must have found the first planet ever to develop sucrose based lifeforms
>Ain't no spice and everything nice here, shits just sugar.
>You go to put the cup back on your tray
>Soft Cotton continues speaking
"And that reminds me miss Strike, word in the hallway is you got a booboo yesterday during your exercises and still haven't come to see me!"
"I'll be expecting you in my office after lunch"
>Soft Cotton turns back to you
"Alright, I look forward to seeing tomorrow Anonymous"
>Soft Cotton goes to move until she sees you putting your pudding back unfinished
"Oh my, Anonymous why didn't you tell me you were feeling sick, I did just tell you I was the nurse"
>Much confusion
>You turn to look at your new friends hoping for an inkling as to what was happening
>Platinum has her face buried in her pudding cup
>Probably in response to Cottons threat
>Shear's cup was already empty, her little muzzle and cheeks covered in pudding
>Adorable but terrifying, you'd only looked away for half a second and she'd devoured her pudding
>You turn back to Soft Cotton, still confused
>"Uh no, why would I be sick?"
>Cotton looks at you like you're a silly pony
"Because in all my years of work only sick ponies with tummy aches or nausea don't eat their pudding cups!"
>You shake your head
>"Don't worry Soft Cotton I'm not sick, the pudding cup is just waaaay too sweet for me"
"Too sweet?"
>"Yeah it's too sweet, I can't eat it"
"I'm still confused what's too sweet"
>What the fuck
>"The pudding cup is, I just said that"
"No, I mean what does "too sweet" mean?"
>Jesus fucking Christ what is this place
*sigh*
>"Never mind Soft Cotton, I'm just saving my pudding for later"
>She stops fussing over you at that
"Then you are a stronger pony than I Anonymous, I've never been able to hold onto my cups for more than a few minutes"
>With that she leave your small group
>Did she call you a pony?
>Looking back at Shear you see she's been forlornly eyeing your discarded pudding
*Sigh again*
>You toss your pudding over to Shear
>Her eyes widen to terrifyingly cute levels and a grin appears on her muzzle
>Hnnnggg your heart
>You really need to make ponies happy more often, it's amazing
>Before your thoughts can end she's into the pudding
>The horror
>You swear she ate that so fast it would have become a vapour from the shear speed of her tongue hitting the stuff
>She leans back and sighs contently
"I thought you wanted to save your pudding for later anon? are you actually sick? Why'd you lie to Nurse Soft Cotton?"
>Wow, talk about a shoot first ask questions later mentality
>"I didn't lie Shear, I genuinely didn't want to eat it"
>They both look mortified
"You are a strange one"
>Platinum nods
"Have to agree with that"
>You’re the strange one? Says the talking horse and Minotaur


>After finishing eating you and Shear headed back to your room to wait for The Warden to continue the tour
>Platinum begrudgingly left to go see Soft Cotton
>You decide to unpack the bag you had left tossed on your bed
>It contained everything you had on you before you found yourself here
>A spare change of clothes, toiletries bag, your fluffy hoodie, your lighter and last ever pack of cigarettes, two bottles of vodka, a red bull and a few mixers
>You'd been at your friends place for a LAN party when you'd appeared here
>What happened to your phone though?
>It was in your pocket but you couldn't find it when you awoke
>Across the room Shear has her head stuffed in her little bag searching for something
>You get watch her rear end sway around
>nice
>Her tail was leaving quite a bit to the imagination tho
>Her head pops out of the bag with something held in her muzzle
>She trots over to your bed and hops up next to you dropping the familiar object between the two of you
>"Shear, where did you get this?"
"It's the funny shaped rock that hit me, I kept it with me?"
>You stare down at the 'rock'
>You feel a little sad now
>It looks like you are the one responsible for sending Shear to prison
>Between you and Shear sits your iphone
"Do you think it's special?"
>"You bet it's special, I think you should hold onto it"
"Really?"
>"Totally"
>You should tell her one day that it's technically your fault she's in prison
>But you don't want to upset her or ruin your new friendship
>She picks it back up and puts it away
>As she walks away you notice she's also got one of those marks on her flank
>Her's looks like a little diamond shield wreathed by a pair of golden wings
>"Hey Shear I've noticed everyone I've met so far has a picture on their flank, what exactly is that?"
>Shear clambers back onto your bed to sit across from you
"You mean our Cutie Marks? They're a special symbol that appears on a ponies flank when he or she discovers what they're super special talent is"
>Rad
>"So the pictures represent your special talent?"
>She nods
>"So what’s the deal with yours? How'd you get it?"
"You'd like to hear how I got my Cutie Mark?"
>"Definitely"
>She remains silent for a moment but you use your grin to egg her on
"Well when I was a little filly I had always wanted to fly, which was silly because I was an earth pony"
"One day the school bully Violet Kite saw one of my attempts to get a Cutie Mark in flying"
"I'd tried to jumped off a swing but I got tangled up and bonked my head"
"Violet Kite started picking on me about it after that"
"She always use to push me over and call me mean names"
"This went on for a few weeks until our town’s carnival rolled around"
"During the carnival I visited a gem crafting stall. I may have wanted a flying Cutie Mark, but like a lot of fillies I was willing to try most things anyway"
"In the stall they gave us a quick demonstration on how to use your hoofs to cut gems"
>She punches her hooves around in the air
>It looks like a well practised movement
"I got given an uncut diamond and was told I could keep it if I could make it into something"
"There was a pony knights shield on the wall beside me so I chose to try and imitate it"
>Her eyes go big and she adds air of mystique to her voice
"I still don't quite understand how but when I tried my body seemed to go into a trance"
"My hoof moved on its own, and before I knew it sitting before me was an exact diamond replica of the shield on the wall"
>Dude this chick can punch diamonds into sculptures
"The stall ponies said I was a natural and they'd never seen anything like it"
"I was given a little gold necklace and clasp to put my gem in, when I put the necklace around my neck I was expecting my Cutie Mark to appear in gem crafting"
"But when it didn't you could imagine my disappointment, even worse Violet Kite had been outside the stall waiting for me"
>Poor tiny horse
"I closed my eyes waiting for her to hit me, but nothing happened"
"When I opened my eyes I saw Violet Kite had run into a magic shield and had gotten a booboo"
"The magic shield disappeared and Violet Kite ran away"
"I'd thought a nearby unicorn had decided to step in and save me"
"But there was nopony around and in my looking I noticed my Cutie Mark had appeared"
"I was so confused. I had no idea what was happening"
"Luckily the gem stall pony saw what happened or I may still not know what my Cutie Mark means today"
>She goes quiet for a second lost in nostalgic thought
>Fuck that exposition bro
>"So what was it that happened?"
"oh, hehe, yeah"
>Dat cute smile
"According to the stall pony when Violet went up to hit me there was a flash and a magical barrier was produced around me"
"By the time she walked into the barrier, hurt herself, and ran off my Cutie mark had appeared"
>"So where did the shield come from?"
"It had come from the necklace, I was a gem enchanter!"
>Shear looked proud as fucking spiked punch
>But gem enchanter? She'd mentioned that before. What even was it?
>"What is gem enchanting? I know unicorns can use magic and pegasi may too, but I didn't know normal ponies could"
"Normal ponies? oh you mean earth ponies"
>Earth ponies?
>You come from there
"Well all ponies have magic suited to their race"
"Unicorns have, I guess standard magic, pegasi can use it to manipulate the weather and fly"
>manipulate the weather? In what ways you wonder
"Earth ponies have innate passive magic in developing and using the land"
>Rad
>But gem enchanting doesn't sound very passive
>"Gem enchanting doesn't sound like passive magic Shear"
"Your right. The majority of earth ponies have passive magic but a few can channel their innate magics into something active"
"Passive magic generally involves growing superior crops or gems on a rock farm"
"And active earth pony magic are things like gem enchanting and item crafting"
"I even heard of a pony who could use her earth pony magic to smash boulders apart with a poke of her hoof"
>Fuck! ponies must be more dangerous than they let on
>”Item crafting?”
“When some earth ponies make thing with their hooves they gain unnatural properties”
“I know of a buck who can make coffee mugs that never break or get dirty”
>Wish these ponies could craft a phone screen for apple
>"So then what exactly is gem enchanting"
"Well, when a pony shapes a gem they can infuse magic and spells into it, I hear zebras use this kind of magic a lot"
"Some magics can be infused into gems naturally, other more advanced ones require additional materials to act as catalysts"
>"That's really cool Shear, I think you're the hardcore one"
>That's got her awkwardly wiggling about
>Suddenly she stands up and moves over to give you a hug
"Thanks for being my friend anon"
>"uh, no problem I guess"
>You give a pony a pat on the head
>Shear pulls away and moves back to her bed to rummage in her bag again
>"What are you doing now?"
"mmhmm mhr ahm"
>She takes her head out of the bag with a necklace in her mouth
>She proudly presents it to you for inspection
>As you thought it's the one from the story
>The clasp and diamond look exactly like her Cutie Mark, shield encompassed by gold wings
>Except if you look close enough in the centre of the diamond shield is a small fracture
"How'd it get this little fracture"
>You point at the necklace
"No enchantment can last forever anon, and when it ends the gem fractures"
>Makes sense, a permanent form of magic without an input of power sounds like 1337 hax
>You loop the necklace around her neck
>"It looks beautiful Shear, you must be really talented"
>Yeah make that pony blush
>A knock at the door gets both your attentions
>It must be The Warden
>"Come in Warden"
>The Warden cheerfully trots into the room
"How did you know it was me Anonymous?"
>"Lucky guess?"
"I hope you two enjoyed lunch, I hear you've become fast friends with Platinum Strike. I hope your friendship may be a good influence on her"
"So do you have any questions before you finish your tour of PRC"
>Hmm? There was one thing
>"I was wondering Warden, why is it the facilities been built partly into the cliff?"
>Honey Cakes instantly has an answer and a smile
"Why it's for species that feel more at home in caves, like diamond dogs and Changelings"
>How obscenely accommodating for a prison
>"Well I'm out of questions, where was the last stop on the tour again?"
"That would be the recreation centre. Please follow me"


>The rec centre consisted of multiple areas with varying activities and spaces for the prisoners
>The first place Honey Cakes takes you to is the pool room
>There are two pools in the room, one main large one and a smaller lap pool
>Fully sick water slide too
>A few ponies are splashing about in the shallow end
>They look to be having an absolute whale of a time
>At the deep end reside all the larger creatures, minotaurs and diamond dogs
>You garner a few gawks and stares from the creatures in the pool
>But most seem to just accept you.
>News of your existence must have spread since lunch
>”So can we come here whenever we want?”
“Of course you can anon, You just need a lifeguard to supervise you”
>”And where can I find one of those?”
“All the guards here have to become certified lifeguards too, they also need basic first aid training”
>That’s a really smart idea
>As childlike as these ponies are they ain’t no fools (But they also kind of were)
>Honey Cakes hoofs to two archways
“The one on the left is the locker room, on the right stores all the pool toys”
>Left for Locker, right for the one that's not the locker
>You've always had a knack for mnemonic devices
>In the corner of your eye you can see a minotaur going for a Cannonball
>This should end well
*SPLASH*
>A great wave rolls across the pool breaking upon the ponies happily playing in the shallows
>The air if filled with the adorable cries and wails of small ponies being tumbled about by the great wave
>Much to the larger creatures humour
>All of whom were congratulating and laughing with the minotaur
>Must have been a dare or something
>But the Warden isn't looking to happy
>And a few of the pool goers have noticed
>A diamond dog smacks the back of the minotaur's head
“The Warden was right there doofus”
>No longer does the minotaur laugh
>He instead slowly sinks under the water in an attempt to hide
>Honey Cakes horn lights up
>Before your eyes the Minotaur rises from the water surrounded by a yellow shimmer
>He’s unceremoniously dumped on his arse in front of a lifeguard guard pony
“Love Tap I believe Granite here has a date with the time out room”
>The guard nods
“Yes warden, how long?”
>The Warden's face is very serious
“An hour”
>At that Granite begins begging with the Honey Cakes
“P-please Warden I'm sorry, please not so long, I’ll never make it. I swear I’ll never do it again!”
>Honey Cakes shakes her head
“This is the third time since yesterday you've caused distress to ponies, you must be punished”
>Granite is sullenly trotted away
“I'm sorry you two had to see that, we should move on”
>”It’s entirely fine Warden, you’re just doing your job”


>The Warden then leads you to the pony play park
>It's aptly named
>Because it's just a park, with flowers, grassy fields, shady trees and shit
>There was also a small storage shed filled with balls, bats, nets and other equipment for ponies to play games with
>Although most the ponies were just laying on the grass or walking along the path enjoying the view
>You're not sure why they dedicated this part of the prison grounds to be a park
>The rest of the prison’s outside looks basically the same as this
>Tho you can see the waterfall a lot closer here
>The next stage of your journey takes you to their library
>It's stylised like the castle on the cliff above
>And its big
>Like wow you did not expect this
>There's like 3 stories to it, bookshelves everywhere
>Couches and lounge chairs scattered about
>A few tables and there's even a small cafe in the back being manned (or ponied) by a few of those nut club members
>Smells delicious you should come visit here later
>The head librarian was aghast at your and Shear's presence
>A Brown-cream coated pony with a very dull and faded red mane
>That was until The Warden joined you
>You thought She'd been disturbed by you, until you realised she'd been looking at Shear first
>Something about the two of you had put her off
>But Honey Cakes presence had eased that feel
"Here in the library you may either take the book you wish with you until you've completed it, or you can simply read it in the library itself"
>She’s quietened from her usual loud happy voice to a loud happy whisper
>"So you don't need to check the book out with the librarian?"
"No, why would you ever need to do that Anonymous?"
>...
>"No reason"
>This place really is some kind of utopia, with trust like this
"Do you two read much?"
>"I do partake Warden"
"Shear?"
>Honey Cakes looks at Shear
"Yeah I like to read, I find it relaxing"
"That’s great I hope you two come here often, I love to foster an intellectual spirit in my prison"
>"We'll be sure to Warden"
>The final stop on The Warden’s tour is the prisons spa
>The prison had a fucking SPA!
>You'd known this wasn't any true prison by human standards a while ago but this was just beyond the pale
>Much to your groups chagrin it was under maintenance and you were not permitted entry
>Dang
>Well that ended your tour early, you've still got two hours until dinner
"Well sorry for the abrupt ending guys, and Anon I haven't a clue how they could classify you as a dangerous prisoner, you’re so kind"
"I hope to be seeing you two around, hopefully not in my office though"
>"Goodbye Honey Cakes"
"Bye Warden"
>You’re down one adorable pony now
"Let’s go see if we can find Platinum Strike"
>Shear's got a good idea
>"We’ll check out her room"
"We never asked what room she was in"
>oh yeah
>"We could go ask Soft Cotton where Platinum went, try to track her down from there"
"Pretty smart anon"


>Be outside Nurse’s office
>Knock on the door
"Come in"
>You open the door and enter
>Soft Cotton looks up and jumps when she notices who it is
*Puff*
>Her little fluff is back
"Anon I wasn't expecting you"
>Sexy nurse stare
>Let’s just stone wall that shit
>"Yeah sorry to bother you but we were hoping you could tell us if you know where Platinum Strike is?"
"We?"
>"Yeah Shear and I"
"Oh yes Shear..."
>At that Shear enters the room beside you
>She gives Soft Cotton a glance before her own fluff poofs up
>The glance turns to a glare immediately matched by Soft Cotton
>Both ponies have started ignoring you and are trying to push their tufts out the furthest
*Loud throat clear*
>Both ponies lose their fluff and look back at you blushing
>"So can you help us Cotton?"
"Oh yes sorry, Platinum said she was going to go to the gym after I'd finished examining her wrist"
>"Thanks Cotton"


>Now at the prison gym
>Platinum wasn't here either
>That gold dragon you saw earlier is here though
>You approach the guy, he was leading a class before so he must be high up enough to be formally acquainted with Platinum
>"Hi I'm Anonymous and this is Krystal Shear"
>You put your hand out to shake
>The Dragon grasps your hand and begins shaking
"Hey dudes I'm Blaze, cool to meet you"
>His claws have a certain warmth behind them
>And his eyes a certain redness
>Dragons man
>"I was hoping you could tell us if Platinum Strike was here"
"Oh yeah man, she was here"
>...
>...
>"And now she is?"
"Yeah, she, uh, where'd she say she was going again?"
>Blaze drifts off trying to recall
>You'll be asking this guy for whatever his smoking later
"OH yeah! she said she was going to go for her daily walk around the prison, she normally ends it at the waterfall"
>"Thanks Blaze"


>Now at the waterfall
>The ponies had changed the surrounding region into an imitation sunny beach
>The lake formed from the waterfall acted as a mini ocean
>When you look at the sky everything is rainbows
>You didn't think thats how rainbows worked but what did you know?
>A lot actually and that's not how rainbows work
>You put it down to magic again
>"Platinum's not here, you think we missed her?"
"I hope not"
>"Well lets just wait here a while"
>You sit down on the grassy knoll just before the beach area begins
>You motion for Shear to sit beside you
>The little pony lays down
>You sit watching the clouds through a rainbow film
>Eventually you get idle hand syndrome
>So you decide to pet Shear's back
>Once your hand makes contact with her shoulder she stiffens
>Maybe you shouldn't have?
>You press on and move your hand down her back and repeat the stroke motion
>She relaxes significantly at the movement
>You spend the next few minutes in happy silence, patting away
>There's that chest fluff again
>You're eventually disturbed by Platinum appearing on the track beside you
>At the sight of you both she blushes fiercely
"Oh, so sorry didn't mean to intrude on an intimate moment"
>Shear looks like she's about to die
>Intimate moment?
>Petting? that can’t be right
>Should look into these things later
"Don't worry Platinum, and you're just the minotaur we've been looking for"
"You were looking for me? why?"
>"Because we are your friends dummy, we came to hang out"
"Hang out?"
>"You know, chill"
"No I don't know, what is it?"
>"It's when you get together with your buddies and just talk junk, or play games, or if you're feeling lazy just eat food together and lay on comfortable things"
"You're a comfortable thing anon"
>"What was that Shear? I didn't quite hear you"
"Nothing"
"Sounds cool Anon, but can I finish my walk first"
>"Sure, what do you normally do after"
"Well I like to sit and meditate beneath the rainbow skies"
>"Sweet I meditate to, helps me stay calm"
"Really! So few ponies around here meditate. They can't stand having their eyes closed and being in silence for so long"
>"But we probably shouldn't, let's just sit under the rainbow where you normally go and talk"
"Sure"
"Agreed"
>You both accompany Platinum on the last hundred meters of her walk
>In the end she leads you to a small hill to the left of the mock beach
>Atop the hill is a cherry blossom, a small fish pond, burning incense and several pillows.
>Now this was the absolute top shit
>You all take a seat on a cushion
>Smells amazing here
>"Why aren't there any ponies here?"
"Most ponies don't even know about this place. They're not the kind for climbing steep hills without a reason, like a sleeping dragon"
"So what do we talk about"
>"Anything you want, or nothing at all"
"That's a wide range or choices"
>Both girls get a thinking face at that, hoof and paw on chins
>Shear raises a hoof
>"You don't need to raise a hoof to speak Shear"
"Where are you from anon?"
>Platinum nods
"I'd like to know too"
>Where are you from? Dear god what the fuck do you say
>Shit
>"I'm from earth"
"Earth? You're from the ground?"
>"Not quite, Earth is a place"
"Oh. How far away is it?"
>"Very, very far"
"Can you tell us where?"
>"No, not right now"
>Disheartened look
>What you said was true, but you're not being specific enough for them, you'd rather not spill the alien beans just yet though
>"Sorry I'd rather not talk about where I came from"
"Why anon is it a bad place"
>"In a sense yes"
>But you still also missed everyone you'd left behind and didn't want to think about it
"That's fine anon, we don't have to talk about it"
>What should you talk about instead
>"Hey Platinum why has The Warden been trying to shut down your club"
"Well originally she did"
>"What do you mean"
"When I first came to prison I started a martial arts club"
>"And what was wrong with that?"
"Well as a part of it people could spare, within the first day two ponies got booboos and the club got shut down"
>"But I saw a fighting ring in the gym?"
"I know, I found a loophole in the club system the very same day my club was shut down"
"By joining the Gym clubs head committee I could introduce martial arts as an exercise or sport for the gym"
>"I take it that worked, but The Warden knows what's up"
"Yeah, the only reason we haven't been kicked out is because of how successful the gym club is"
>"Fuck yeah beat the system"
>They both look a bit shocked at the language
>You'd forgotten they didn't like that
"That reminds me anon, you've joined the gym club, did you also want to join the unsanctioned fight club, you look tough enough"
>"You bet, I use to practice martial arts"
"AWESOME!"
>Shear look worried about your fighting talk
"You don't /actually/ like fighting creatures do you anon?"
>"Well I only ever fight in self defence, it's a big thing in martial arts and when you spare against another fighter it's only for practice"
"That sounds... less cruel"
>From there you had casual conversation interspersed with moments of watching rainbow clouds
>You had no idea why but a lot of the clouds looked almost sculpted into the shapes they were
>Platinum had originally been a guard for a minotaur noble
>Apparently minotaur society was caste based
>Commoners, warriors, merchants and nobles, all that shit
>Shear on the other hand, or hoof, had spent the past few years working on rock farms across Equestria
>Yeah their country's called Equestria
>She had stopped working in the gem enchanting business to go on a journey to find unique jewels and catalysts to use in her research
>It would seem that gem enchanting was a lucrative business, no pony would leave often
>But finding gems or catalysts with unique properties could allow you to channel something new into a gem
>Creating a new enchantment would put you down in the history books and Shear was after that fame
>You'd asked her why she'd returned home for her town's carnival when on her travels
>It was a tradition for her to return every year when it was on, both because its where and when she got her Cutie Mark and to visit her family
>You thought it was the sweetest thing ever, shame it got her in prison
>Or you got her in prison. Damn phone.
>Looks like the suns starting to set
>The pink and red hues mix with the rainbow skys lighting up the horizon
>Habibi so pretty
*Musical bell chime*
>"Sounds like it's dinner time"
"Can we wait a few minutes, I want to watch the sun set"
>K little pony
>You all remain
>The sunset is brilliant
>It leaves your eyes moist
>Wait, no you just have piece of glass in your eye
>How'd that get there?
>Still a great sunset tho


>The three of you line up at the cafeteria
>The place was pretty full when you got there, but your table was still free
>A lot of inmates turn to look at you and your group
>You were a lot more interesting now that everyone in the prison had heard of you
>Lets load up with barely any food
>apul, half a chicken breast and a bread roll
>You were still stuffed from your massive lunch
>Better not forget the pudding cup
>They may be concentrated pain but the other inmates seemed to treasure them
>It would be a good idea to save these
>The three of you move to your table
>You only just noticed it but the ponies who worked here also ate in the cafeteria with the inmates
>You spy The Warden next to Soft Cotton and a few guard ponies
>It really shouldn't surprise you The Warden and staff eat with their prisoners in this place
>"Do we have anything to do after dinner?"
"Well ponies who haven't been naughty get free time after dinner"
"Some clubs run only at night like the astronomy club or the, eh, Princess Luna Fan Club, so you can go to those"
>"What is it that you normally do then Platinum?"
"I normally read in my room and go to bed at the recommended bedtime. It helps keep me out of trouble, which is what I need with the Warden watching me"
>"That sounds a chill way to end a hectic day lets do it"
>You get blank faces
"I'm sorry anon what did that mean?"
>"I mean it sounds a relaxing way to end a tiresome day. We could make a little reading group"
>Platinum looks happy with that
"I've never read with others before. It sounds comforting. Yeah I'm down for it. How about you Shear"
"It would be calming, being in this prison has me all wound up"
>Being here has her wound up?
>These ponies can't take much, or is it just the shame of being in prison?
>"Do we want to go to one of our rooms or the library?"
>Shear give you a nudge
"The library would be easiest for now, we don't exactly have books anon"
>ha that’s right
>"Good point Shear. Guess we'll meet up at the library after dinner then"
>Gotta visit your room first to store your pudding cup
>You go to take a sip of your drink only to realise you didn't get one
>"Excuse me I'll be right back, just gunna get some water"
>You go over to the empty cafeteria line-up and ask for some water
*BANG*
>The cafeteria doors burst open
>In walk a posse of five, um, well they look like a cross between a unicorn and an insect
>Guess these ones are the Changelings Honey Cakes mentioned before
>They begin an almost intimidating walk towards you
>Almost
>But like all things of this realm they suffered from the adorable disease
>They continue their saunter towards you as you wait for your water
>Each had a different colour to it
>Two to the left, green and brown
>Two to the right, gray and yellow
>Centre, purple
>You sense trouble from these things, adorable trouble
>The centre one, obviously the leader, confronts you
"WHAT manner of BEAST dare stand before me in the line for our foul sustenance! Allow me to pass"
>Wow rude
>"It is anonymous the human who dares stand before you and no I won't be letting you in front of me, I'll only be here a few more seconds"
>She looks take aback
>Clearly she wasn't use to anyone speaking to her let alone speaking back
>Although you can see an anger rising in those eyes
>And the rest of the posse has surrounded you blocking off the rest of the cafeteria
>She looks to be preparing herself to kill you
>Sharp fangs appear in her maw dripping with saliva
>hello darkness my old friend
>Before she goes in to strike your body reacts
>trusting your gut instinct a hand shoots out and reaches just under the chin of the possible assaulter
>You start to gently rub away
>She's immediately docile as a lamb
>Dat smiling face, so fucking cute
>The surrounding bug ponies all stop moving aggressively and just stare at you and the purple one
"What have you done to our sister HUMAN!"
>Guess just cuz they stopped looking mad doesn't mean they aren't
>The Shout from the bug pony awakens the purple one
"Sisters stop!"
"We're letting this prisoner go, he is new meat after all"
>Thank the gut feels
>"Thank you very much, miss...?"
"You may know me as Chytera, Human. Be glad I have spared you this day"
>You grab your water and leave
>The whole time being watched in silence by five bugs
>Unsettling
>When you sit down they stop staring and go about as normal
>Looks like you found the mean clique
>Shear is un-phased, new to the prison and unaware of the normal hierarchy
>Platinum however was staring at you dumbfounded that you'd managed to walk away without confrontation
"H-how did you do that? they never leave a pony alone without at least making them cry"
>"I just rubbed the purple one's chin"
>Platinum nearly chokes at those words
>Shear just aggressively puffs her fluff up toward you
>weird reaction
>Platinum rolls her eyes
"You have the biggest balls I've ever seen anon, I can't wait to see you in my gym!"
"I'd stop with that type of language if I were you Miss Strike"
>Damn that warden can sneak up on a man
"Anon I wish to talk to you about that little /incident/ you just had"
>Even got the warden interested in this one
>"Sure Warden"
"Good, meet me in my office after dinner"
>"Can do"
>Honey Cakes nods appreciatively, glad you didn't put up any resistance
"But anon aren't we going to the library after dinner"
>"Of course we are Shear, you two can just go ahead of me. I won't be stuck with The Warden all night, she's a pony who's quick to the point"


>Wardens office
>Finished your meagre din dins
>The delicious after taste still lingers upon your taste buds
>Honey Cakes is looking about in a bookshelf behind her desk
>She turns back and takes a seat placing a book between you
"Anon as you know I called you here to discuss the incident between you and the Changeling Sisters at dinner"
"When I saw them walk in with you up at the line I thought we were going to have a major problem"
"But then as I watched them surround you, you were simply allowed to walk away"
>Platinum had already told you that doesn't happen often
"When I saw you managed to leave the situation peacefully I had an idea"
"Those sisters have been here longer than anypony, they should have been let out /months/ ago but just before their original release date they went mean"
"No Ponies sure why they went bad but after that they kept having their sentence extended from bad behaviour"
>The Warden's face hardens
"Truthfully they're a black mark on my record. The only creatures to thus far never be reformed"
"Seeing you just now has given me hope again. I want you to try and use your seemingly good standings with the sisters to find out why they turned bad. You must befriend them"
>"So you can then try to reform them"
"Exactly"
>But you need something for yourself out of this
>"Sounds like an idea Warden but what would I get out of this?"
"A favour from me"
>That'd have to do
>"I guess you've got yourself a deal Warden"


>Back in your room
>Gotta put you pudding cup in your mini fridge
>You grab the keys from the hook near the door and leave
>Locking the door you begin your journey to the library to meet your friends
>Only to realise the absurdity of the fact you had the literal keys to your cell
>What the actual fuck?
>Never question the logic
>You soldier on to the library