Part 1:

>Be Anonymous
>It has been a week since you've somehow teleported here into pony world
>It all looks so medieval, yet modern, at the same time
>It's as if the gods above were enjoying a game of Civ V or some shit and just fucking around with some mods
>Oh well, at least they were kind enough to teleport you here with your house
>A small and quaint house, a bit bigger than the houses of ponies, but the main difference...
>You have all your electronics
>Even better now that the townsfolk helped with electrical wiring, but that’s about all since they are still advancing
>Maybe with your help, you can advance this shit to have internet back
>And today, you were gonna show your bros Pinkie, Dashie, and Spike your digital stash of illegally downloaded goods
>It’s illegal only if you tell them, your brain says
>Good, they’ll never know
>You turn your speakers on and play a song stored in your music player
>Give them something soothing and calm, you don’t wanna play some hard rock and dnb
“Hey, Spike, take this instead of a quill. I don’t want ink spilling on my equipment.” You grab a pen off your desk and hand it to him.
>He takes a look at it and tries writing it with the cap still on. “Uhh, you sure this-”
“Oh, uhh, right, take off the blue cap first.” with your instructions, he took off the cap and tried again
>”Whoa...that’s cool.” He widened his eyes and tried again
>”That looks super cool! Better not show that to Davenport, he’d either outlaw it or make a killing in the quill business!” Pinkie exclaimed, bouncing around in soft rhythm to the song
>Rainbow Dash, like always, sits on her ass, looking boredly at the electronics
>Oh well, bitch
>Just you wait
“Alright.” You gathered their attention and rubbed your hands together. “Ready, Spike?”
>Spike nodded, holding your pen
“I’m actually really excited to show you guys this.” You turn on your computer. “I won’t bore you with the specs, maybe later, but basically, think of all of Equestria’s games, books, and movies all on this, but can still hold more. I can even connect it to my TV or other devices either wired or wirelessly.” 
>Ha, knew that caught your attention, you rainbow dyke
>”You’re kidding. That little box of sparks and wires?” She looked over at it. 
“Since you don’t believe...”You connect a tablet you rarely used and put a few files in it. “You can watch Indiana Jones here.” You put it on play and take out the mount connected to the case, setting it on the nearby dining table. 
>”Indiana Jones?” She furrowed her brows and looked at the movie playing on the tablet. “Whoa! This is a movie?”
“Yup.” You pat her shoulders. “A classic that you’ll love.”
>She nods and you go over to Spike and Pinkie
>”Got any comics in that?” Pinkie pounced upon the couch
“Yeah. Oh, speaking of comics.” You log into your laptop, going over to your mangas. “I have these japa...err, foreign comics. Just, whatever you do, don’t click the files that says hentai.”
>”What’s that?” 
“Not until you’re older.” You joke as you put Spike in your computer chair with a free complimentary booster seat
“And you, I’ll show you the magic of gaming.” You smile as you start up Civ V for Spike. “This is a strategy game that...actually, no, let me just let you figure it out on your own.” 
>”What? Why?" He looked uncomfortable at the keyboard and mouse
“Think of this as an adventure. Do remember to take notes like Twilight asked, though.” You chuckle. “I’m also gonna keep an eye on Pinkie and Dash so they don’t break it.”
>”Huh, didn’t think about it like that. Thanks, Anon!”
“Haha, just think of me as-”
>”Sweet Celestia, he’s just like Daring Do!” Rainbow was fangirling really hard right now. 
“As a guide.” 

>Around six hours passes
>You fucked around with the three of them, enjoying Indy with Dash, giving hints and tips for Spike on Civ 5, and reminiscing on the comics Pinkie was reading
>Speaking of which, you haven’t checked what she’s reading since The Last Crusade started
>You get up and pick up your bag of popcorn, throwing it in the garbage
>The speakers decide to blare out a nice song as you enter the room
>Oh yeah, the first opening of Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure
>And check it out! 
>Pinkie is reading Jojo as well!
>That’s an awesome coincidence
>Could help if Pinkie wasn’t shaking and upset
>...
>...
>Wait, why is she upset?
>”A-Anon...how did you find something like this?” She asked strangely
>She never spoke that calmly before
>Usually it’s very cheery and bubbly, always speeding ahead to speak her mind before it bites the dust, forgotten
“The internet that I talked about before...that’s where.”
>”Have you read this already?”
“Well, I’m caught up to Part 5, so-”
>”So you know about stands?”
>Whoa, how did she know about...?
>Duh, she’s at Part 5...wait, did she skip ahead?
“You didn’t skip chapters, did you? Jojo is a good read and I-”
>”Do you know about Stands?!” She literally stretched her head out at you, making you flinch
“Jesus tapdancing Christ!” You slipped and fell back. She hopped on the top of the couch and pounced you
>”Do ya?! DO YA DO YA DO YA?!”
>She keeps repeating as you shake your head to gather yourself
>”Pinkie, calm down. What’s this you want about Anon standing?” Rainbow pulled her off of you
>”No, he...here, look at this!” She brings your laptop and shows Dash a scene of Giorno recreating his body parts that Baby Face took
>She read on a little bit and widened her eyes
>”Whoa...Anon, what is this?” Rainbow Dash tapped through the pages, amazed at the few pages she read.”
>”They’re called Stands!” Pinkie exclaimed as you get up and dust yourself 
>Spike saved the game and wandered over to you, looking through the pages Pinkie read on Part 5
>"Whoa, what are Stands?"
>You didn’t think you’d have to explain a fictitious concept to ponies, but here you fucking are
“Alright, Stands, at least in Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure, the comic Pinkie is reading, are ghostly guardians that is a sort of extension of you, its user. It varies in appearance, though it’s usually humanoid…”
>”Humanoid meaning…?” Spike asked as he jotted down what you spoke
“Looks like me.” He wrote it down and let you continue on. “They also have like...one or two abilities, but it’s usually in the realm of fantasy so like…” You look at up and start thinking. “Hmm, an example to use…” You start taking a little while to think of something
>”Or, you know, take one from the comic.” Rainbow Dash snickered a bit. 
>Wow, you are dumb; you chuckle nervously and air out your shirt as you sit on the couch
“Yeah, okay, Part 4’s protagonist, Josuke, has a Stand that can repair something that’s broken to its original state or fuse two things together. So let’s say my arm is suddenly lopped off.” They cringed at that, but you shrug and kept going. “He could use his stand to put my arm back together.”
>”That sounds pretty cool. So, is that all stands can do?”
“Nope.” You shake your head at Spike. “Each stand is unique. One stand can be to stop time. Someone else’s stand can hurt you in your dreams. One can also predict the future through books.”
>”That’s, ahh, pretty cool!” Pinkie Pie was sweating so much that you KNOW for sure something is up
“It is, so tell me, why are you scared about that?”
>”I’m not scared! Just…”
>Spike looked at her a little funny, “You did ask him.”
>”Whaaaaaaaat?! Hahaha, you guys are funny!” She put on a fake grin and a forced giggle escaped her lips
>The three of you just stare at her, waiting for her to either fess up or run
>She sits down in place and sighs, “I might know a thing or two about Stands…”
>Today is gonna be one of those days, isn’t it?
>Those days where-
>”I actually have one of those Stands.”
>You raise an eyebrow at this, and so does Rainbow and Spike
>That one is certainly thrown out of nowhere
>You chuckle a little bit and ruffle Pinkie’s mane
“Good one, Pinks. Nearly got me there.”
>”Huh? You don’t believe me? He’s right there” she pointed at her back 
“Well, the one rule of Stands is that only Stand users can see them and they’re always destined to meet, no matter what. That’s sorta the inescapable fate of Stands.” 
>”That’s sorta scary. What if we ARE her Stands?” Rainbow Dash waved her hooves around, going ‘ooh’.
>”Aww, that would be pretty cool!” Spike grinned as he went back and started it from the beginning. “Though, I have to say, the artist made humans look really muscular and dramatic…”
>”You guys aren’t freaked out that I have a Stand?” Pinkie widened her eyes at them.
>”How can you have a Stand?” Spike asked her
>”I don’t know I just...hmm...oh wait! I have abilities I can use!” She pulls out a cannon the size of her from out of nowhere
“Holy dicks where did that come from?” 
>”Yeah, we know about the party cannon.” Wait, what did Rainbow say?
>”Is your cannon your Stand?” Spike snickered a bit.
>Are they seeing this right?
>And they’re just taking it like that?
“Guys, she literally made a cannon appear out of nowhere. You’re saying this is a regular occurrence?”
>The two nod and Pinkie’s ear starts twitching, her tail whirling around, also
>She leaps and pushes you to the wall
>You were about to yell at her, but a grey pegasus pony crashes through the window
>”Oops! I’m so sorry!” the bubble butt pony got up and started apologizing profusely
>No, really, her butt had bubbles on the side
“It’s...uhh, fine...just get me a new window when you can…” you say, not focused on your broken window, but at how Pinkie saved your ass
>The bubble butt waves and leaves your house, breaking that window further
>Fuckin…
“So, I’m just going to assume Pinkie really has a Stand, at this point.”
>”Anon, believe me when I say that this is what Pinkie does, every day.” Spike looks up at you. “When Twilight tried to understand her and how she did her thing, she ended up hurting herself.”
>Rainbow Dash nodded at this and you just stand there, making a face of disbelief
“Nah, she has a Stand.” You chuckle and look at the broken window. You eye Pinkie and smirk. “Hmm, hey Pinkie, can you use your abilities to fix up my window?”
>”Alright! Maybe this can prove myself as a Stand!”
>With what you witnessed, maybe she can pull a fucking tarp out of nowhere and keeping it up with- fucking bandages what the hell is she doing?
>”There! All fixed!” She grinned and looked up to you

>Dash laughed and rolled her eyes. “As much as I like to yuck it up here, I gotta go. It’s getting late. I’ll finish up the Kingdom of Crystal Skull tomorrow, Anon. See ya!” She zooms out of your house through the door 
>You thought you deleted that movie, guess not
>Maybe you will once she finds out how terrible it is
>”Wait! I got just the thing to make you believe I’m a Stand!” Pinkie exclaims and bounces around. “Ooh boy! This is probably the worst way to drive this story but hey, who’s complaining?” She grins as she takes out a golden arrow from her hair
“Whoa, hold the phone.” Spike grabs your phone and holds it. “Pinkie, that ain’t real, is it?”
>”If I can show you, maybe you’ll believe me!” She gets closer to you
>You stumble on the wall behind you and gulp
>”Only a cut, you’ll be fine!” Her hooves shook a bit and the arrow starts aiming at you. “Aww, see? It likes you.”
“Spike, please respond.” You try to get Spike to persuade her from doing this
>”I'll go get help!” he ran out, just leaving you to your fate
“Oh gee, thanks a lot!” You shout as you bob and weave around Pinkie trying to stab you with the arrow
>You dive out the way and crawl into the kitchen, narrowly avoiding her swipes and thrusts
>”Anon! I will show you my Stand!” Pinkie bounced and clung to the walls, staring down at you as you use the stove to get yourself on your feet
“Pinkie, I will not have a fucking Stand!” You glare at her. 
>”Cmon! It's fun! And maybe you can help me with it! Think of all the pranks we can pull!”
>You duck from another shot to your head and fling a couple of pots and pans her way
>She zipped by them at blinding speed, making faces at you as you fling spoons and forks at her
>Backing away, she stands on her two back hooves 
>”Hey Anon!”
“What?!” You ready yourself for whatever she was gonna pull
>”Catch!” She lurched back and launched the arrow at you
>You dive out of the way, back into the living room
“You mi-” You look up and see the arrow sailing at you
>She must’ve remembered that the arrow guided itself to whoever it wants to hit
>Clever girglfkdllfkskc
>Turns out having an arrow to the heart is painful
>Hello darkness, my old friend

>Nononononono! 
>This is opposite of what you wanted to happen!
>You're freaking the fuck out as Pinkie Pie as you watch Anon flail about
>You try to take the arrow out, but it's stuck fast in him
>Not even the noodly appendages could rip it out, even with your comedy cartoon powers
“C'mon, Kee, you can do it! We've done just about everything together! We can save his life!” You pull harder, and your noodly friend pulls with you
>Just a little more
>You yell loud in desperation, only for the arrow to finally exit Anon’s body
>Who knew yelling louder made you a bit stronger?
>”Pinkie!” Oh shit, you turn and see Twilight staring at you in horror. “What did you do?!”
“I...I…” You look at the arrow and just stare at it
>What have you done?
>You were so excited that he knew about stands and you wanted him to see it
>Throwing the arrow away, you finally give in and cry
>Twilight, despite her instincts, trots up to you in embrace you
>”It'll be okay, Pinkie. It'll be okay.” She assures you constantly as your tears stain her fur

>”Pinkie, did he attack you or did you…?” She deserves to know
>But will she believe you? Will she believe you could do all you could do because of your Stand? 
>You have to try
>Maybe it'll give you a lighter sentence
>You let go of her hesitantly and take Anon’s laptop and show her
“He has this comic that talks about a thing called a Stand and...remember when you tried understanding how my Pinkie Senses worked?” She nodded, following along.
“That arrow gave me those powers. My super fun power of being me!” You grin and lower it a bit. “And I guess I got too excited to show Anon that I didn't want him to say no so we fought.”
>She looked through more of the pages and you sit there, shaking a little bit
>”I'll have to look into it later. We have to-”
>”Ahhhh!”
>”Gyahh!”
“Aaaaaaaaanon!” You jump into his arms as he got up
>”Holy dicks, Pinkie. I thought I was done for. What the hell was that?!” he yelled, pushing you off
>”How are you alive?! There was an arrow stuck in your chest?!” Twilight started hyperventilating 
>”No shit, genius! That arrow nearly killed me. But hold off on that, YOU!” he pointed at you
“Anon, please don't hurt me!” You reel back
>”Nah nah nah nah, that doesn't fly. You fucking threw a goddamn arrow at me and...what the hell is that spaghetti lookin thing on your back?” He pointed at your back
>You look back and see your Stand flailing aimlessly on the wind
>It always reminds you of how Celestia and Luna has their hair
“Oh, that's Kee. I named my Stand that when I first got the arrow.”
>”Wait, what's Kee and what spaghetti?” Twilight looked at Pinkie and around the room

>”Twilight, it's right there on her back. Pretty hard to miss.” He presented your Stand, which she obviously can't see
“Anon, you forget Stand users can see it. Not even the Princesses would see it unless they had them.”
>”Huh, forgot about that.” He scratched his head a bit. “So I guess I'm a Stand user, now? I lived, somehow?” 
>You nod and hug his legs
“I'm sorry I nearly killed you. Oh wait!” You bounce and squeal. “I can throw you a “Sorry for hurting you” AND “Congrats on having a Stand” party!”
>You fail to register Twilight or Anon’s words as you sprint out the house and start planning

“That's not-” aaaand she's gone. “...how it works.” You sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose and sigh
>”Well, Anon…” Twilight smiles a little bit, still a bit freaked out at your miracle. “At least you're still alive, right?”
>You nod and go to close the door, but Spike held it open
>”Whew! You made it, Twi. You saved him!” he panted, his hands on his knees. Poor guy must be tuckered out from running
>You glance at your bloody shirt and then to Twilight and she does the same to you
>Don't say anything, you both thought hard to each other
>You pat his back and let him in
>Shutting the door, you turn the lights on as dusk approaches and pick up the arrow
>”So, where's Pinkie? She doesn't have any more arrows, does she?” Spike looked around the living room
“Nah. She pulled a good prank, actually.” You spin the arrow around a bit and notice some blood on it. “A real good one.”
>He looked at it and furrowed his brow. “So where's the arrow? All I see is a balloon in your hand and your ketchup-pasted shirt.”
>Nigga wat?
>This ain't no balloon, that's an arrow
“Spike, you feelin’ alright?”
>”Yeah, I am. Don't know about you, though. That's clearly a balloon, not the arrow she attacked you with.”
>Twilight looked at the arrow then back at Spike. “That's actually an arrow, not a balloon.” 
>He looked at her and the arrow again before looking back at her
>”You guys aren't trying to prank me, are ya? That's a weak joke pretending that balloon is an arrow.” 
“This ain't a balloon, this is a…” You stop for a moment and realize something that should've occurred to you a long time since waking up
>You survived a shot to the heart from a golden fucking arrow straight out of a comic
>Spike is also saying that the arrow is a balloon 
>That must mean…
“Oh shit…”
>”Anon, language!” Twilight whinnied at your expletive. You shake out of your thoughts and blush a bit
“Sorry about that...I just…” You got up and see something from the corner of your eye
>You turn and see another human
>Wait no, humans aren't purple
>Nor do they have a weird attached half halo, spiky noses, wooden gauntlets, greaves, and feet
>Nor a star blanket as a robe
>That's it. That's your stand. That's...
“[METROPOLIS]...”

>It takes you a while, but you tell Twilight all you know of Stands
>The arrow, being shot or cut with it, having to be strong in body and/or mind to survive, and being granted a Stand with an ability of any kind
>She didn't like it much when you mentioned time used as an ability
>”And you know all this from a comic?” 
“Twilight, I'm showing you a comic that has this arrow…” You wave it around. “This very arrow that shouldn't exist, but it does here in Equestria. I think I know what I'm talking about.” 
>She looks at it more with her magic, spinning it around to look at the other side
>”This thing isn't safe. From what you described, it seems like something Discord would make.” 
>Man, Discord? Making the arrow?
>He's a bro. All he wants to do is dick around, not risk killing someone to do that
“I doubt it, Twi. He just causes chaos. I don't think he'd be keen on a chance that this thing kills. But you're right, we should hide it or at least make sure it's in the right hands.”
>”I should study it. This is also something unprecedented in magic. Imbuing a victim with a guardians of one out of a pool of powers is unheard of.” 
>”Should I get a box or something?” Spike got up from the couch. Twilight nodded and he looked around your house
>”There's no boxes here.”
“Grab a roll of paper towels. Let's just wrap it and I'll say it's a present.” 
>”That's really weird to attempt…” Spike snorted
>”Pffft, no one's gonna believe that.” Twilight giggled a bit. 
“I mean, I could try putting it in an illusion since that is what my Stand could do.” 
>"That's no-"
>”That'll work.” Spike smiled as your stand made the arrow look like a present. “Ready to go?”
>"Guys, ho-"
>”You bet!” 
>”WAIT!” Twilight yelled before Spike walked out. “I can still see it as an arrow.”
>”It’s a present now, Twilight. What do you mean?” Spike said as you look at it, seeing a highlight of the arrow inside of it
>”No it isn’t.”
>”Yes it is.”
>”No it isn’t.”
>”Yes it-”
“GUYS! STOP!” You yell
>The two look up to you, a little scared 
>You flick Twilight on the horn and pinch Spike’s cheeks
“If you two could stop, we can figure something out. We do need something to cover the arrow...maybe paper towels like I said?”
>”Wait, speaking of which, is that the present you were talking about?” Twilight pointed her hoof at the box you were carrying.
“Yeah, but...hol' up, you didn’t see it before.” You look at her and spot a sort of mark on her and Spike on random locations. “There’s also a mark on you both. How didn’t I see that?”
>”What mark?” Spike started looking over his body, his eyes passing the mark on his stomach
>”Wait," Twilight widened her eyes. "...you flicked my horn and now I see it. Whatever you have, it works on touch!”
>Whoa, the illusion only works when you touch others?
>...that sorta sucks
>Okay, so your Stand can make illusions that work only when you touch them
>You need to learn about your Stand before you start doing some shit like saving other people
>You’ll ask Pinkie later 
>”Ugh, I keep forgetting. Twilight, can’t you just teleport it back home?”
>Twilight started blushing, feeling obviously embarrassed and teleporting the arrow out of your hand and presumably back at her castle
>“Oh...right, hahaha.” Twilight rubbed her foreleg, feeling a little dumb
>This was a bizarre day

*insert to be continued meme here*

Stand User: Anonymous
Stand Name: [METROPOLIS]
Stand Ability: [Illusory Inducement]
Power - B
Speed - A
Range - D
Durability - D
Precision - A
Potential - B
Description: [METROPOLIS] has two unique powers. [THE SLEEPER] allows Anonymous to create illusions based on sight and hearing, granted that he or his stand touched anyone. After touch, he'll be able to induce illusions on those he touched at any time. [???] is able to [REDACTED]
Appearance: An androgynous looking humanoid with a steel plated question mark on the head, running around 3/4 of its head and running down the middle of its forehead; the nose being a spike to replace the dot. A soft dreamy purple colored skin, sleek wooden gauntlets, greaves, and shoes. It also wears a starry robe; it looks like a thin blanket