- >Day Treaty of Versallies in Equestria
- >You are Bnon
- >Anon's brother
- >Like Anon, you've died in ze Great War
- >Like Anon, Boo-fucking-hoo
- >Ze Kaiser has sent you to infiltrate zis strange land and rescue your brother
- >So when you "died" in Ze Great War, ze Kaiser shot you with his P08.
- >Prick Kaiser.
- FS: Anon!
- >Turn around and before stands a yellow pony with wings.
- >she runs up and hugs you
- FS: I didn't know you were released from the hospital!
- I'm not Anon, I'm his brother Bnon
- >She lets go...What's zhat smell? Smells like a POW barracks after ze Red Cross girls walk by.
- FS: If you're Anon's brother, then why do you look so much like him?
- Ve are twins, Vhere is Anon? I must see him immediately.
- FS: He's at the hospital at the Base. Follow me!
- >She flies off fairly fast to ze North
- >You run after winged pony as fast you can run, if only there were Vickers to motivate you to run faster.
- >As you reach ze base, a Purple Pony with a horn on her head approaches you.
- TS: Are you Bnon?
- Ja.
- TS: There's been an accident
- >Inside ze hospital
- >Anon is Dead, smothered. You can't feel anything, your brother was never close to you, nor you to him.
- >Yellow pony known as Flattern Shceuen or Fluttershy wraps her hoof in your hand.
- >You will not let guard down for instant.
- >Yellow Pony is up to something.
- >Later, Captain Twilight (as you've come to know her) asks you to take up Anon's rifle, his charred Gewehr 98.
- >In this world, it's equal to a howitzer in your world.
- FS: Hey Bnon?
- Ja.
- Do you have any fetishes?
- >vut.jpg
- Is your brother your fetish?
- >You rub your eyes and in the split second it takes to break your vision, Fluttershy has donned the tanned skin of your brother.
- >She swings his dick around like a cane. You're gonna be sick.
- FS: So... you wanna do it, /b/rother?
- Nei...
- >Hündin stabs you with syringe full of morphine.
- >Too bad, she used way too much and you died with in 5 minutes
- >It could be worse, you could be
- >Fucking Flutt
- >AWW SHIT! SHE FUCKING YOUR BODY WITH A POTATO, YOU'RE NOT EVEN DEAD YET.
- >VY, GOD, VY?