Title: Anon In Equestria: The Final Episode Author: DatPoneScientist Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/SpeeKhst First Edit: Sunday 13th of May 2012 12:21:59 AM CDT Last Edit: Sunday 13th of May 2012 12:21:59 AM CDT >Day...you've lost count in Equestria >You've been here a long time >Far, far too long >You're old and tired >Time hasn't been kind to your health. >Equestrian medicine was geared towards ponies, not humans, and even though they could use magic, you still aged as you normally would >Even Celestia could do nothing for you; and as your cells followed their programming, dividing, functioning, dividing, and dying, the errors in your DNA continued to pile up and the aging process continued naturally >You still could perform easy tasks that required more brains than muscle >You had become something of a tinker in your time in Equestria; you had a successful shop for many years as Ponyville's mechanic and machinist >But that didn't matter anymore; the shop had burned down years ago, and along with it, your tools >You never had the time nor inclination to rebuild >Especially not as your friends began dying of old age >Celestia rarely gave the gift of immortality >To the best of your knowledge, only she and Luna were immortal >She always were genuinely sad when one of her subjects died, however, and attended the funerals >Sometimes, if it were a pony she knew especially well, she would give a eulogy >If the pony were the bread-winner of the family, she would give the widow a pension so the family wouldn't have financial trouble >It never was easy, though, to say goodbye to a friend >The worst part was that humans had a longer lifespan than ponies   >Twilight, your best friend, had passed on a decade ago >It still felt like yesterday >You were playing a card game with her, and she was winning (as usual; you often thought she was somehow using magic to cheat), and she just collapsed >The hospital said there was nothing they could do; her heart had given out because of her age >The funeral was the next day >Celestia, who looked the same as when you first met her, said a few words about her most faithful student >There wasn't a dry eye in the room; even Celestia had a few tears running down her face >When you got home, you hit the booze, hard. >The next month was a blur; you think that's where your liver problems started   >And here you are, ten years later. >The card game is still on the table, unfinished and unmoved >You never had it in you to clean it up; it felt too final >You couldn't bring yourself to admit that you, Anonymous, were alone in Equestria >Just like you were when you arrived in the Everfree >You roll out of bed >Fumbling in the darkness, you find your cane and slowly hobble to your bedroom window >Light floods your room, a mist of dust floating in the rays when you open your curtains >Ponies went about their daily lives >Scootaloo, Appleboom, and Sweetie Belle had all found their cutie marks, grown up, and now had families >Appleboom was already a grandmother >You had gotten pretty close with them...until Twilight died >After she died, you just stayed inside >There was nothing for you in Ponyville anymore >You awaited death, and still do >You carefully descend your stairs and into your kitchen >It's a struggle, and you're out of breath when you reach the ground floor >And a pain surges through your left arm >Looks like today is your lucky day >It spreads to your chest >It feels like discord himself it hitting your heart with a sledgehammer on each beat >You collapse to the floor, and darkness overtakes your vision as you drift into unconsciousness >You suddenly remember everything, and your blinded eyes open in a complete understanding >You remember how you got here, and... >And... >You're falling   >Fucking hell, you're falling >Blinding flash of pain >'Captain, we seem to have hit something!' >FUCK YOU BRAIN OH GOD PAIN >The system has experienced a critical error, and Mind.exe has been shut down in order to prevent further damage to the system. Press any key to continue. >[ENTER] >You wake up in a forest >Why the fuck are you in a forest? >How the fuck did you even get here? >You can't even remember what you were doing before this started >You assume you're just dreaming, that you just had a lot to drink last night >Must've been a hell of a party >You think you see a town in the distance >A...pink town? >A town is a town. Besides, beats this forest. Maybe you can take a bus home from there...wherever there is. >You enter a clearing >There are two pastel-colored horses in the middle >The yellow one looks scared out of its mind >There's a purple one...with a horn? >A sense of deja vut washes over you