Splicer 1

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>Day "Splicers" in Equestria
>You are Anon
>You don't need to wake up, sleep is for the weak
>But you are strong, living in Rapture had ensured that
>You haven't slept in weeks
>You put down the book you'd been reading and stretch to get your blood flowing
>You look over at the metal lockbox next to your bed
>Inside rests the only possessions you brought with you to this technicolor world
>You walk to the nightstand the lockbox rests on and unlock it
>You pick up one of your few remaining vials of ADAM
>Even with all of their magic, these p0nies had never thought to alter their genes
>You had to keep the ADAM hidden, lest one of those blasted horses gets ahold of some
>You had to stay on top of the food chain, but that wouldn't be easy with genetically altered mini-horses running around
>You hear a knock on your front door and a grimace finds it's way onto your face
"Fluttershy's here."
>Every day since you appeared, she's tried to get in your pants with crazy schemes
>You really can't blame her though
>You were quite the charmer before your features were mutated by too much ADAM
>You grab your mask, gotta keep your face hidden, and teleport downstairs
"Hot damn, I love ADAM." you say to no one in particular
>These plasmids were worth the deformities
>You open the door and glare at the yellow rapist
"What is it today, Flutterstutter?"
>"Oh, w-well umm..."
>As she tries to stutter out a greeting, you retrieve a cigarette from your pocket with your telekinesis
>She stops trying to speak as she watches you with wide eyes
>You stare expectantly at her as you light the cigarette with a fire-tipped finger
"Well? What is it?" you say impatiently
>"How did you do that without a horn? Can all humans do magic?"
>You quickly realize your mistake
>You'd never used a plasmid in front of a p0ny
>You groan when you realize that the purple on is going to talk your eat off when she hears about your "magic"
"It's not magic Fluttershy. It's genetics."
>She looks confused as you stride past her and into town
>You had errands to run
>You didn't have to hide your plasmids anymore, Fluttershy would tell everyone anyways
>You decide to walk to town instead of teleporting
>Nature's not gonna enjoy itself
>You hear the slight shuffling of leaves behind you
"Strange..." you say loud enough for your follower to hear
"The wind's not blowing, yet the trees are moving."
>The shuffling stops
>You turn around and see a minty green tail protruding from a bush
>This mint-colored unicorn had seemed to take an interest in you, following you whenever you left your house
"So you want to be sneaky, huh?" you say under your breath
"I'll play sneaky"
>A whirlwind forms around your hand as you place a Whirlwind Trap in the next bush ahead of the unicorn
>You continue walking and you hear the bushes shuffling again
>Any second now...
>"What the-!" the unicorn is launched into the air and lands flat on her face
"Well, what have we here?" you muse
>You teleport next to the p0ny and squat down
>She groans and rubs a hoof against her head
>You take a drag from your cigarette and blow the smoke skyward
"Hey, get up!" you lightly slap her
>Her eyes flutter open and meet yours
"I don't like being followed" you tell her
>She doesn't talk, just stares at your hands
"These fuckin' p0nies" you grumble, shaking your head
>You stand and resume your trek into town, the buildings now in sight
>You hear the clopping of hooves and look to your side
>The mint green unicorn now trots beside you, still not saying a word
"You don't talk much, do you?" you ask
>She shakes her head
"Is there anything wrong with you?"
>She shrugs and keeps walking beside you
>You stop, take one last drag from the cigarette
>It'll be a bad day when you run out
>You drop the butt and step on it
>As you continue walking, you notice the clopping of hooves has stopped
>You look behind you and see the unicorn looking at you, then the cigarette butt
>Her message gets across, despite her silence
"Lookin' out for the environment? That's good, I like that." you say with a smile
>You pick up the trash with your telekinesis and the unicorn smiles at you
"You're not surprised I can do this?" you ask
>She shakes her head
>Wow, you expected these p0nies to be freaking out at your use of "magic"
>You reach the edge of town after a few more minutes of silence with the unicorn
>You launch the cigarette butt into a trash can and your companion smiles at you for being environmentally friendly
>P0nies stare and whisper amongst themselves as you pass
>Even after your month of being here, they still haven't gotten used to the sight of you
>As you reach the center of town, she waves and departs to one of the many houses
"Alright, now who would hire a splicer?" you ask yourself
>That purple librarian probably knows who's hiring
>You set off toward the massive tree-library thing
>If you remember correctly, she had told you to visit anytime you wanted
>If only you could remember her name...
>You knock on the library door
>Hopefully she forgot your name too, then you wouldn't look like an asshole
>The door is opened by a purple lizard
>He looks at you, his scaly eyebrow raised
>You return the gesture behind your mask
>"What -are- you?" he asks
>And so begins the interrogation
"I'm a human, what the hell are you?"
>"I'm a dragon, what's with the mask?"
"I'd rather not say, where's the librarian?"
>"I'd rather not say" he's got a shit-eating grin
"Where's the librarian?" you repeat
>"What's with the mask?" he responds again
>This little shit is trying your patience
>Electricity courses through your hand as you kneel down to his level
"I'd show you, but it's quite..."
>You raise your hand in front of his face, electricity arcing between your fingers
"Shocking."
>"Anon! I was wondering when you would visit!"
>The purple unicorn trots down the library stairs, smiling at you
>"Twilight, you know this guy?" the dragon asks
>So that's her name
>Twilight explains who and what you are, but you weren't listening
>Your mind wanders, thinking back to Rapture
>About how you managed to kill a Big Daddy, and all the ADAM you got from him and the little sweetheart he was protecting
>As you think back, you come to a startling realization
>Your stock of ADAM was low
>And there was no ADAM in Equestria to keep you from going insane like the other splicers
>And if you kept using your plasmids, you would use the last of your Eve Hypos
>"Anon, are you okay? You look ill." Twilight asks
>Wait what? How could she see through your mask?
>Had to be magic. It's always fuckin' magic.
>You think of a way to explain your situation
"Twilight, before I came here I relied on a certain..." you try to think of the right word "...medicine. Without this... medicine... I can't control myself"
>"Oh, we have a lot of different medicine you could take!" she offers
"Well you see, there's no other medicine like this one." you explain "So I was wondering if, with your magical capabilities, you could replicate this medicine before I run out."
>You hope to whatever god is watching that she is able to make more ADAM
>"Anon, magic doesn't exactly work like that." she explains "You can't just create matter out of thin air."
>You sigh, running your fingers through your hair
>With a limited amount of ADAM left, you would have to start rationing
>Not to mention you'd have to limit plasmid use
>You thank Twilight for her time, and leave, forgetting what you came for
>As you approach your front door, you think that sleep might be best if ADAM was low
>Gotta keep your sanity, or else you'll kill somebody
>As you lay in your bed, a quote comes to mind
"No Gods or Kings. Only Man."
>Sleep overtakes you and for the first time in weeks, you rest
End of Day 1

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>Day "Splicers" in Equestria
>You are Anon
>You don't need to wake up, sleep is for the weak
>But you are strong, living in Rapture had ensured that
>You haven't slept in weeks
>You put down the book you'd been reading and stretch to get your blood flowing
>You look over at the metal lockbox next to your bed
>Inside rests the only possessions you brought with you to this technicolor world
>You walk to the nightstand the lockbox rests on and unlock it
>You pick up one of your few remaining vials of ADAM
>Even with all of their magic, these p0nies had never thought to alter their genes
>You had to keep the ADAM hidden, lest one of those blasted horses gets ahold of some
>You had to stay on top of the food chain, but that wouldn't be easy with genetically altered mini-horses running around
>You hear a knock on your front door and a grimace finds it's way onto your face
"Fluttershy's here."
>Every day since you appeared, she's tried to get in your pants with crazy schemes
>You really can't blame her though
>You were quite the charmer before your features were mutated by too much ADAM
>You grab your mask, gotta keep your face hidden, and teleport downstairs
"Hot damn, I love ADAM." you say to no one in particular
>These plasmids were worth the deformities
>You open the door and glare at the yellow rapist
"What is it today, Flutterstutter?"
>"Oh, w-well umm..."
>As she tries to stutter out a greeting, you retrieve a cigarette from your pocket with your telekinesis
>She stops trying to speak as she watches you with wide eyes
>You stare expectantly at her as you light the cigarette with a fire-tipped finger
"Well? What is it?" you say impatiently
>"How did you do that without a horn? Can all humans do magic?"
>You quickly realize your mistake
>You'd never used a plasmid in front of a p0ny
>You groan when you realize that the purple on is going to talk your eat off when she hears about your "magic"
"It's not magic Fluttershy. It's genetics."
>She looks confused as you stride past her and into town
>You had errands to run
>You didn't have to hide your plasmids anymore, Fluttershy would tell everyone anyways
>You decide to walk to town instead of teleporting
>Nature's not gonna enjoy itself
>You hear the slight shuffling of leaves behind you
"Strange..." you say loud enough for your follower to hear
"The wind's not blowing, yet the trees are moving."
>The shuffling stops
>You turn around and see a minty green tail protruding from a bush
>This mint-colored unicorn had seemed to take an interest in you, following you whenever you left your house
"So you want to be sneaky, huh?" you say under your breath
"I'll play sneaky"
>A whirlwind forms around your hand as you place a Whirlwind Trap in the next bush ahead of the unicorn
>You continue walking and you hear the bushes shuffling again
>Any second now...
>"What the-!" the unicorn is launched into the air and lands flat on her face
"Well, what have we here?" you muse
>You teleport next to the p0ny and squat down
>She groans and rubs a hoof against her head
>You take a drag from your cigarette and blow the smoke skyward
"Hey, get up!" you lightly slap her
>Her eyes flutter open and meet yours
"I don't like being followed" you tell her
>She doesn't talk, just stares at your hands
"These fuckin' p0nies" you grumble, shaking your head
>You stand and resume your trek into town, the buildings now in sight
>You hear the clopping of hooves and look to your side
>The mint green unicorn now trots beside you, still not saying a word
"You don't talk much, do you?" you ask
>She shakes her head
"Is there anything wrong with you?"
>She shrugs and keeps walking beside you
>You stop, take one last drag from the cigarette
>It'll be a bad day when you run out
>You drop the butt and step on it
>As you continue walking, you notice the clopping of hooves has stopped
>You look behind you and see the unicorn looking at you, then the cigarette butt
>Her message gets across, despite her silence
"Lookin' out for the environment? That's good, I like that." you say with a smile
>You pick up the trash with your telekinesis and the unicorn smiles at you
"You're not surprised I can do this?" you ask
>She shakes her head
>Wow, you expected these p0nies to be freaking out at your use of "magic"
>You reach the edge of town after a few more minutes of silence with the unicorn
>You launch the cigarette butt into a trash can and your companion smiles at you for being environmentally friendly
>P0nies stare and whisper amongst themselves as you pass
>Even after your month of being here, they still haven't gotten used to the sight of you
>As you reach the center of town, she waves and departs to one of the many houses
"Alright, now who would hire a splicer?" you ask yourself
>That purple librarian probably knows who's hiring
>You set off toward the massive tree-library thing
>If you remember correctly, she had told you to visit anytime you wanted
>If only you could remember her name...
>You knock on the library door
>Hopefully she forgot your name too, then you wouldn't look like an asshole
>The door is opened by a purple lizard
>He looks at you, his scaly eyebrow raised
>You return the gesture behind your mask
>"What -are- you?" he asks
>And so begins the interrogation
"I'm a human, what the hell are you?"
>"I'm a dragon, what's with the mask?"
"I'd rather not say, where's the librarian?"
>"I'd rather not say" he's got a shit-eating grin
"Where's the librarian?" you repeat
>"What's with the mask?" he responds again
>This little shit is trying your patience
>Electricity courses through your hand as you kneel down to his level
"I'd show you, but it's quite..."
>You raise your hand in front of his face, electricity arcing between your fingers
"Shocking."
>"Anon! I was wondering when you would visit!"
>The purple unicorn trots down the library stairs, smiling at you
>"Twilight, you know this guy?" the dragon asks
>So that's her name
>Twilight explains who and what you are, but you weren't listening
>Your mind wanders, thinking back to Rapture
>About how you managed to kill a Big Daddy, and all the ADAM you got from him and the little sweetheart he was protecting
>As you think back, you come to a startling realization
>Your stock of ADAM was low
>And there was no ADAM in Equestria to keep you from going insane like the other splicers
>And if you kept using your plasmids, you would use the last of your Eve Hypos
>"Anon, are you okay? You look ill." Twilight asks
>Wait what? How could she see through your mask?
>Had to be magic. It's always fuckin' magic.
>You think of a way to explain your situation
"Twilight, before I came here I relied on a certain..." you try to think of the right word "...medicine. Without this... medicine... I can't control myself"
>"Oh, we have a lot of different medicine you could take!" she offers
"Well you see, there's no other medicine like this one." you explain "So I was wondering if, with your magical capabilities, you could replicate this medicine before I run out."
>You hope to whatever god is watching that she is able to make more ADAM
>"Anon, magic doesn't exactly work like that." she explains "You can't just create matter out of thin air."
>You sigh, running your fingers through your hair
>With a limited amount of ADAM left, you would have to start rationing
>Not to mention you'd have to limit plasmid use
>You thank Twilight for her time, and leave, forgetting what you came for
>As you approach your front door, you think that sleep might be best if ADAM was low
>Gotta keep your sanity, or else you'll kill somebody
>As you lay in your bed, a quote comes to mind
"No Gods or Kings. Only Man."
>Sleep overtakes you and for the first time in weeks, you rest 

End of Day 1

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